Wife for Rent

Mr. Stall

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All characters and incidents in this story are fictitious. The author does not promote unsafe or forced sex, nor violence, in any way except in fantasy. Any person who is tempted to perform illegal sexual acts in real life should seek professional counselling immediately.

I stared at the small notice in the newspaper. It was the Sunday evening paper of the town where I live, and it was always full of prostitution ads. Just above the little ad I was staring at was a small colour-photo of a blond cupping her pert breasts between her hands. “See me tonight! Call 90072111!” Had Mona written underneath her picture, if it was indeed her own photo.

The ad that caught my attention had only a black and white photo. It was of a woman in her mid-twenties in a wedding-dress. One could hardly see her features, but I knew them. The photo was of my wife on her wedding-day, six years ago, and it was in the paper because it was me who had sent in the ad. This was the text:

“Shy wife to rent. Very tight. Absolutely sexy.

Pick me up at 1900. Bus-stop. 3 Hog street.

Ignore my protests, screams, begging, threats…

My speciality is rape fantasies!

100 $ pr. person.

PS. It’s me in the sky-blue dress.

Shirley.

It was an expensive ad, and my wife knew nothing about it. This very moment she was walking from a beauty-parlour in Hog street towards the bus stop where she believed that I would be picking her up. She would be wearing the new sky-blue lace-underwear I just gave her. Her firm tits would be protruding proudly towards the evening sky. Her hands would be soft as silk because of the beauty treatment, her face like that of a doll from all those expensive lotions the girls at the parlour had used on it. Her lips would be soft and red, her eyebrows lined and picked, and her nails brushed and polished… Not to forget. Her pussy would be bald as baby-skin, the Milady Parlour had the best bikini-wax you could by for money.

In her sky-blue dress she would stand out in the crowd as a white Dow in a crowd of black ravens, except there never was any crowd at the bus stop at 3 Hog Street. I had picked her up in that narrow dark lane for years, and never had there been anyone else waiting at that bus stop. Probably not even the busses stopped there anymore.

My heart beat very fast at the thought of this as I was driving my car towards Hog Street. Probably no one would take the ad seriously, but I wouldn’t want to miss it if there indeed was someone who wanted to rent my wife.

I parked my car around the corner of Milady Parlour and proceeded towards the bus stop trying to be invisible in the fading light, hiding behind the row of old trees gracing the street. There, some thirty meter in front of me I saw my wife. She was standing at the bus stop, looking up the street. I sat down at a bench behind one of the trees and watched her. It was still 18.55. I still had time to walk up to her and bring her to safety. But my heart was beating fast, and my dick was already throbbing inside my jeans, and I was not able to move as the seconds ticked away slowly.

From where I sat I could see her familiar rocking back and forwards, her continually adjustment of the straps on her blue dress, her black waist long hair… She was a faithful wife, kind and eager to please me, only this fantasy I hadn’t been able to explain to her. I wondered how she would take it… I wondered if it was worth putting her happiness into peril because of this one fantasy, Shirley fucked by other men as a common whore.

It was a couple of minutes left… I pulled my hood down over my face. I made sure that the false beard with the voice transformer sat securely. Then I started to walk towards her, pretending to have a limp, so that Shirley wouldn’t recognise me walking.

She only gazed at me for a short moment, a bit of worry in her gaze as I seated myself at the bench at the bus stop. She probably thought I was a drunkard or something. It was strange being this close to my wife without her knowing it. She was gazing up the street, believing I would be there at seven. I could smell her sweet fragrance in the cold evening air… She would sure tease some cocks if anyone came.

At five minutes past seven she started to look worried. She tried to call my mobile, but I had wisely turned it off. Then while she was trying to call a second time I heard the rumbling of a car that turned into Hog Street. It was a black van with blazing headlights and it came to a halt in front of the bus stop. My wife tried to step back, looking as if she intended to run, but stepped right into me and gave a little shriek.

Stand still, I whispered, I’ve got a gun.

She had no time to reply, because out of the car jumped three enormous men. They were only dressed in trousers and the throbbing muscles at their chests made clear that this was indeed their work car. Johnson: You want to move? We’ll move it! Was written on its side.

A man, more than two meters tall took a step towards my now clearly disturbed wife. He had shaved his head bald, and had a great tattoo of a snake on his chest. He had small piercing eyes above a big crocked nose. He also had a red scar on his upper lip. Baldhead I was going to call him for the next 24 hours.

Vow… You’re a dish! He said and whistled.

A redness rose on my wife’s cheeks. I beg your pardon, she said threatingly, and tried to turn on her heals.

Hey… Not so fast whore… We had to buy a damned map to find your tiny little alleyway! Another man had stepped forwards and grabbed her arm. He had an enormous amount of red beard and hair, it sounded as he might be from the north as he rolled his Rs. Well… Anyway, I can’t wait to get my bone inside your alleyway now that we’re here! All three men roared with laughter, and my wife had gone very pale by now.

You’re mistaken… I’m not a whore… Please let me go! She looked pleadingly up at the red-haired man.

She sure enjoys the game… Said a third man stepping towards the bus stop. The others were huge. This brute was humongous. I was gazing up at this goliath of a man. He rose a head above the others, a head full of black rasta hair. He was a black man, and the biggest I ever saw.

At his words my wife was clearly close to despair. This is not a game… She yelled, my husband will be here very soon and he will call the police! LET ME GO!

She pulled and scrambled but to no avail. The men looked amused at her.

She is a wild one… Said the red haired… I can’t wait to have a go!

I coughed and they looked up at me, as seeing me for the first time.

If you like my wife you can have her for 24 hours. I will need 100$ from each of you. Here is the key for the wedding-suite at Sky Hotel. Take her up the back stair where there are no people.

Hundred is a lot… The black man started to argue, but then my wife broke in with a screaming voice.

I’m nobody’s property. That man is not my husband. You sick…

The redhead had put his hand across her mouth!

Sure it’s just acting? He looked a bit confused over the force in my wife’s rage.

Yes, she likes it this way. Says it makes her feel less a whore this way…

The redhead nodded.

Pal, said the bald one, we thought to bring in some friends from the firm and also some business contacts. Could you lower the price, we are just ordinary workers, maybe 60?

70 bucks! I said and closed the deal.

Kicking wildly my wife was pushed and dragged into the van. The black man came and grabbed the room keys, and then the van disappeared down Hog Street. I ran back to my car as a new car was driving slowly down the alley, looking for my wife I guessed.

*

Sky Hotel’s wedding suite consisted of many adjoining rooms. I had spent the afternoon up there arranging spy cams in the rooms my wife’s renters had access to, the wedding suite and a dungeon I had made a fetish bureau set up for me. In the bride’s suit, two adjoining rooms with its own key, I had set up video recorders and monitors. I was now heading there as fast as possible, hoping to be there when the action started.

It took time before they came. Shirley was still fighting when they carried her into the entrance of the suite, where I had placed a cheap black and white cam. Her previously tidy hair was now in a mess.

The black giant took her by the hand and dragged her into the suite, and both dropped their jaws from seeing the astounding luxury of the room.

In the middle of the room stood a huge black bed with red linens. In one corner of the suite came the noise of running water that dropped in a little waterfall into a pool. In the other corner of the room was a bar desk. Everywhere was mirrors, small palm trees, nice cushions, and fake boulders as if to imitate that this whole room really was outside. The ceiling was painted with blue sky and birds. There had been plenty of places to hide cameras and microphones and now my video recorders started to tape the action, ‘cause the red haired guy seemed to be annoyed by my wife.

Whore… If you’ll start to scream again I will make you forget that this is just a rape fantasy, I’ll beat the breath out of your, do you understand?

I could see Shirley perfectly on one of the screens. Her makeup had by fortune been waterproof, so the tears that streamed down her cheek did not screw it up. She nodded weakly as she had understood and hung her head.

And look happy… Growled the bald one. We’re not paying you to look miserable… I gasped as he took her by the hair and lifted her straight of the floor. Look happy or we’ll fuck you like this, understand… Tears of pain shot to Shirley’s eyes and she let out a soft scream, I understand, she howled, I’ll do anything… just don’t kill me!

Don’t be so dramatic, said the bald one and dropped her. She almost fell, but had already put on sort of a smile.

The door opened again, and in came the nigger, and behind him… I started to count… four, seven… When everybody had gotten in I reckoned there was about thirty men in the room. Most seemed to be working for the same firm, ‘cause they all came in just trousers and most seemed strong and huge.

Shirley stood nervously in the middle of the crowded room. Men were pressing in on all sides. I could hear words like, “delicious”, “babe”, “best whore ever…” and considerable more nasty words. I switched to a cam in the ceiling and got a birds view of Shirley trying to hold the crowd at bay. But as more and more men turned their attention to her, and a lot of quite nice complements where thrown at her, she didn’t seem quite as scared anymore.

Suddenly someone clapped. It was the Redhead who had jumped on top of a boulder. My very best friends and colleges, he said, welcome to the feast, the cum feast… The crowd roared and my wife looked flabgastered at what she heard. Now several hands where probing her hair, her face and her tits, and she started to seem a bit frantic again.

You may all have a bit of this bitch's pussy the next 24 hours. Feel free to bring your friends, I don’t know half of you, but we’ll all know the same cunt before midnight.

At these words my wife seemed to loose he wits. Her legs collapsed under her, and if it had not been for a dozen hands touching her she would have fallen. As it was she just fell into a lucky young boy’s arms, and he kissed her savagely on the mouth. She seemed to wake and pulled herself away from him, while she yelled. Let me go… Please let me go…

The big black man was at her at once lifting her of the ground by her hair. She screamed but was shaken quiet.

The redhead was not going to let his audience off just yet… One more thing. Remember to empty her cunt, ass and mouth in the basin once in a while, she needs to eat while she is here... The crowd exploded at this, whipping my wife of the ground, and she went trashing over their heads towards the bar-desk.

People had obviously been calling friends, both before and after they arrived in the suite, and suddenly the doors flew up and even more people entered. I gave up counting. I gave up trying to single out individual men. They flooded the suite and I started to get positively worried that this might be too much for Shirley. She had always refused anal sex and did not seem too happy about oral sex either.

My eyes where nailed to the monitor as she arrived at the bar desk. Her dress was now above her waist revealing her blue lace underwear. The crowed howled and whistled and then the music started, and people started to shout at Shirley to dance. Now there was one thing my wife thoroughly enjoyed, and it was dancing. I wondered what she would do now… To see my wife dance in front of a frantic crowd of men who now wanted nothing more than to get their cock-meat into her pussy was more than I had bargained for, and jealousy started to rise up within me. It was my wife, I wanted to be in there with her, but no… I’d end up ruining my marriage.

To my amazement, maybe because of the threats from the big black fellow, maybe because of the music or maybe because of the many complements that actually started to be hurled at her, my wife straightened her dress and started to dance on top of the bar desk. It was Latino rhythms and Shirley started to shake her hips and the crowd applauded. Feeling less threatened, and maybe hoping to win time she started to dance properly. Hips and breasts shaking underneath the blue dress. She threw kisses at them and people cheered. To my amazement I started to see people I knew in the crowd. People who didn’t know my wife though… and then I got worried, I saw a group of women coming in the door and mingling in with the men. It seemed half the town was coming to watch…

My wife was now lost to the rhythm, she danced wildly on the broad bar-desk, closing her eyes!

Strip… Strip… We want to see your tits… Your pussy!

Shocked I heard it was some women that where shouting at my wife. My wife stopped dead…

No, she said firmly, now I’m leaving!

There was a roar of laughter. Get your clothes of bitch… Yeah we want pussy, we’ve paid heavy to come in…

I gasped at the thought and started to count people in the room again; if all these paid I would be rich by this time tomorrow.

Then something happened that I had silently hoped for, out of the adjoining some men carried a cross, the form of a large X. There were straps for both arms and legs and in addition the Redhead carried in his hands a ball-gag and a leather-hood. Thirty hands thrust out for Shirley and she was dragged screaming from the desk. When she saw the cross she didn’t bother to be calm any more and started to hit wildly in every direction, and she actually bit a woman who loudly claimed she wanted her money back.

The huge nigger came over and pinned Shirley’s hands to the cross. Leather-straps where fastened around her wrists. Then the same happened to her legs and she was left hanging in the middle of the air, cursing and begging. That was until the ball-gag was stuffed into her mouth, and the leather-hood pulled down over her eyes.

The red haired man one more time shouted to the audience to be quiet. Now you can all get a souvenir home! Rip her clothes off! He yelled and then the action began. Everyone rushed forwards like pirayas on their prey and started to pull in Shirley’s dress. The loud sound of ripping fabric filled the room and my wife’s soft skin and beautiful underwear started to become visible. Everyone was fighting to get a bit and soon her dress had gone. My beautiful young wife was hanging half naked in front of a roaring crowd, her soft curves, and pointy breasts in full view of everybody, but they wanted more…

The big men who had rented Shirley from me pushed their way forwards… They pushed away a man who was already pushing his fingers inside the fabric of my wife’s knickers. (She was red-faced from being touched where only her husband had touched her before.) Here comes what we all are waiting for, they roared, and in a split second the nigger had put his hands on Shirley’s bra and the redhead on her knickers and pulled them clean of her body. A hush went through the crowd. Shirley was hanging in front of them, and she was just breathtaking.

As she hung with her arms stretched upwards her huge pointy breast were sticking out and up. Her legs where forced apart and her smooth bald pussy was visible for everyone to see. Even through her gag she managed to let out an animal scream as she realised her situation… I could see her futile attempts to force her legs together.

Her pussy had always been astoundingly beautiful, resembling a pink clamshell. Her outer pussy lips were fat and pink and tightly closed, so as you could not see her inner-lips, nor her vagina, even though she hung spread-eagled. People where pulling out cameras and flashing photos. On another monitor I saw even more people entering the suite and hurrying over to see the beauty at display. I had a hard on like I never had before, my wife look more stunning then she had ever before. Her skin was perfect as though the parlour had removed every freckle and spot from it. Her hair fell in cascades along her nude body.

I zoomed in on her pussy and to my great surprise I saw her lips glistening, just where the pussy lips end and the ass crack begins. Drops of pussy juice were running down her loins, much to her own surprise and horror I reckoned.

Gentlemen and ladies, it was the redhead again… Time to taste a little pussy. Form a neat line please, everyone got a minute…

This was when the orgy started. People somehow started to form a line, though most where still hanging around, taking a dip in the pool or plainly just filming the action with their home video cams.

The first one to taste my dear Shirley was the bald headed strongman. He sank to his knees in front of her and simply stuck his tongue out and started to lick her pubic bone. After a little while he just let his tongue wander along the indention of her crack.

Time out… Someone yelled, and it was the Redhead’s turn. His bear was clearly sharp, ‘cause though he blocked the view from the cunt licking action, my wife trashed wildly in her bonds and the crowed laughed. After redhead followed the nigger. He seemed to bite across Shirley’s pussy as thought he kissed her mouth, and he was clearly good…

Only when she gets aroused does Shirley’s outer lips part to reveal her inner sanctuary, and when Nigger’s time was up her lips had started to part, and people could start to se the folds of her beautiful inner-lips. They were quite long, when stretched, and all tucked up inside her clamshell.

The next one in the line was a lady, I gasped… I focused the camera… It was Shirley’s rival in the lawyer’s office, Sandra… Dreamily I watched what happened, watched Shirley’s promotion get blown away so to say. Sandra bowed down and her tongue played fast and furiously around Shirley’s most tender spot. Shirley wriggled and shot her hips forward. From where I sat I could see her clit starting to grow, soon it would be protruding proudly out between both her inner and outer lips, just as a tiny dick. Shirley had a great complex about this, but I just loved it, and now everybody could make up their minds about my wife’s love button. After a minute of Sandra’s expert tongue it was protruding larger than anytime before, but as Sandra’s time was up she did something unexpected…

Her tiny little hand shot up between Shirley’s legs and dug into her pussy. My wife’s body sort of stiffened, probably in pain, as her rival actually forced her hand into my wife’s vagina. No one interrupted, actually no one said a word expect my wife who again trashed in her bonds and moans of pain escaped behind the gag. Finally the whole hand had disappeared into my wife’s cunt and then Sandra did something cruel, she clenched her fist and drow her fist to the bottom of Shirley’s vagina, hitting her womb and making her whole body rigid with pain. The nigger burst forward and tried to drag Sandra away, fighting to get her hand out of Shirley’s cunt. Finally the clutched hand came out of my wife’s pussy that now was opened obscenely…

See you in office Shirley… spat Sandra, and laughed.

What do you think you’re doing? Said the black giant, clearly angry. You selfish bitch, look what you did to our beautiful tight pussy… He was pointing at the glistening hole between my wife’s swollen pussy lips, as if he was a boy that just had found out that his toy had been damaged. We’ll need one more pussy tonight… He frowned. Sandra squealed in protest when she understood what he meant but to late. Baldhead and redhead had their hands on her, and Sandra was carried to the room next door while she shouted and fought. Only her husband didn’t seem to know what to do, whether to protest or just go with the mob.

On one monitor I saw them fastening Sandra’s wrists to the dungeon wall by the hanging chains. Her undressing was over in three seconds as Baldhead jerked of her small dress and her knickers in one go.

Sandra was also beautiful, but she was not quite as smoothly shaven as my wife. A thin blond bush covered her very darkish pussy lips. Her inner lips formed a cute rose just outside her outer lips. Sandra’s breasts where heavy and large and bounced as she wriggled in the chains.

Back in the suite the Nigger had gotten a bright idea and shouted for ice cubes. Someone came over with a whole bucket and he grabbed a handful of ice and pushed it up my wife’s stretched vagina. This time I actually heard her voice through the gag. No…

I knew Shirley was very sensitive to cold down there, and ice cubes would certainly not be her favourite kind of sex toys, but it worked…

She wriggled and fought in her bonds and her pussy muscles worked hard to squeeze the ice out, so in half a minute when the ice melted and fell out on the floor her slit again looked perfect…

The queue of men and women who wanted to taste what only I’d tasted before grew, but it took a whole ten minutes of tongues playing around her snatch before her clit started to grow again… Finally a handsome young man came forth and he clearly knew what he was doing, Shirley kept pressing her pussy outwards and as she sort off stiffened in her bonds… I knew she was cuming.

She just came… The young man made a victory sign as if he just won some important game of sports. The crowd sheered and I waited eager for the next one to come forwards. Shirley absolutely hated to have her clit touched when she had orgasmed, she said it felt like having electricity put into your cunt… Now she had no choice!

It was another lady who was next in line, no one I knew this time, but she clearly knew how to use her tongue. It took this blonde very little time to understand that my wife’s clit had had enough. Shirley wriggled to get her proud clit out of harms way. This seemed to entertain the blond and she closed her mouth around my wife’s clit, so that there was no escaping. My wife seemed to panic, just as I thought she would, and she wriggled in her bonds as if someone was roasting her slowly. Everybody was looking intently at what happened to their beautiful whore! She seemed to fight for almost two minutes, then she calmed down and something strange happened, she tensed up and I’d swear she had another orgasm.

In the dungeon people where gathering souvenirs from Sandra. She had also received a ball-gag but was staring wildly around as people kept pulling small clusters of hair from her pussy. In just a few minutes she would be as bald as my wife, but quite sore I guessed. Her pussy lips where stretched several centimetres before the hairs would come popping out.

It took the beast part of two hours for everybody to have a taste of the girls’ pussies. Both had wriggled, fought, moaned and occasionally orgasmed, and both seemed to be sore from the large amount of bearded faces that had dug in between their legs.

At last the black giant walked up to my wife and removed her gag, her hood and loosed the bonds. She fell limply into his arms, moaning hoarsely, clearly she had screamed rather more than we had heard.

Let me go now, she begged.

The nigger overheard her pleading, lifted her up on his shoulder and walked with her to the bed, where other bonds had been prepared.

Get down on your knees, your whore’s butt in the air! The nigger commanded my wife, and the crowd that had gathered around to watch cheered. They had enjoyed her undressing and eating her out, they would enjoy this even more…

What if I don’t want to? Shirley seemed ready to fight, so as not to be screwed by half the city. She was looking around the crowd from where she stood on the bed, and was clearly horrified. Looking especially at a group of very young women that had just entered. She blushed furiously where she stood. It took me a while, but then I recognised the girls. My wife was a dance teacher one evening each week for these girls, and they had clearly seen who was standing naked in front of the bed. A redhead girl looked very pleased, while three others, two blondes and a brunette, giggled and waved their hands at Shirley.

She had no time to wave back ‘cause the big nigger had simply grabbed my wife by her hair, turned her around and forced her knees down at the edge of the bed. He handcuffed her hands behind her back and secured her legs with leather-straps.

I could clearly see what he was up to. In this position my wife’s ass was pointing obscenely towards the waiting crowed. The room had suddenly gone quiet, except for the insane clicking of cameras. My wife’s students were edging forwards, they also shooting pics at my wife’s ass.

Her pussy lips were really red and engorged after the last two hours and had parted completely, allowing the inner-lips that also had grown very puffy to stick out. Her clit was still very large, imitating a mini-penis sticking out at the front of my wife’s pussy. By now also her inner-lips had parted, revealing the tight entrance to my wife’s vagina. Now it was about to happen, people were about to line up to cum in my wife’s tight vagina…

Horror filled my mind. My wife had told me something yesterday that I had completely forgotten… she was off the pill! I stared at my wife’s inviting crack… I had to stop this! I rattled away to the door and stepped into the dungeon. The fucking of Sandra had already begun. Semen was running down her legs where she hung, and a line of men waited for a thick balding man to shoot his load inside her rape hole. There was dismay and revulsion to read in Sandra’s face…

I came into the suite, it was even more crowded then I’d expected. I was simply not able to get towards the bed. Mr Redhead had climbed unto the bed, holding a bedpan in his hands. Time for you to cum closer to this fabulous wife whore… Everyone ready to empty their nut-sacks? The crowd shouted “yes”, my wife managed to raise herself up on her knees but was momentarily pushed back down again, wetness glistening in her cunt.

Well, get in line… Be sure to fill this bedpan with cum before midnight! Ladies, get strap-ons at the bar desk…

At him mentioning cum I panicked and shouted very loudly as I elbowed towards my wife…Get home! The party’s over! This is my wife! I managed to push myself all the way to the bed and my wife turned her head and saw me…

Ralph, it’s you… They’ve raped me… She started to sob!

What? Roared the redhead. Your wife? Well you can pretend that she is tonight, but she belongs to some brain dead idiot... But, hey… just get into line and you’ll have her as well!

But honestly, she is my wife!

He is my husband, shouted my wife.

But, people started to get restless and suddenly two strong hands grabbed my and dragged me towards the end of the line. It was the giant nigger. You want pussy, you’ll stand in line… Don’t make trouble or I’ll beat you up!

Dazed I stood in the middle of the room, trying to see my wife above all the heads. I ran back to the bride’s suite.

On my monitors I could see my wife bending her neck, probably trying to see me, maybe she thought I’d gone to call the police!

I sat and watched in horror the proceeding in the suite and the dungeon. The bedpan underneath Sandra seemed to fill fast, and now they placed the bedpan between my wife’s legs. I resigned to the fact that my fantasy was being fulfilled in front of my eyes, and my dick started to throb again.

She’s ready, yelled the redhead, get your trousers of and get into line. First come first served…

People started to undress across the room. I gasped… The tools of my wife’s humiliation sprang into view all across the room. Meter upon meter of cock, ready to fill my wife to overflowing. Some were small and shrively, others stood proud and erected. Some cocks pointed downwards, some upwards. Some were straight; others were crocked or even bended. Some cocks where large, as I saw when the nigger took of his trousers. He had a tool that was nearly half a meter with large blue veins. Others where quite small, and others where sharp and pointy, whereas others where short and very thick!

You’re in for the time of your life, honey, beamed the Redhead down at my wife’s absolutely horrified face. We have 175 happy gang-bangers for you, probably more, but these are the once who have paid you! Ladies for free… Let the banging begin.

First in line stood a small nervous looking man. His tiny dick was only half erected as he stepped towards the bed. And as my wife tried to get up he seemed rather uncertain what to do.

This time there was no mercy. My wife was pulled back unto her knees, and the redhead shouted angry at her.

The man, staring at my wife’s pussy, took a grip on her hips and started to poke at her pussy. His dick had finally reached an erected state, which still wasn’t big, and finally he hit home mark.

I looked at the monitor that had zoomed in on my wife’s face. She looked horrified and tears were streaming down her face, but she kept her mouth shut. Redhead was still staring very violently at her.

I watched with horror and fascination as some other man than me fucked Shirley for the first time. She had been a virgin when I married her, and had never expressed any wish to be fucked by anyone but me. Now the little man wormed his cock into her pink flesh, and I found it thoroughly exciting to watch. Her pink pussy-flesh parted to allow her rapist access to her interior. She was humiliated, ashamed and deeply shocked… Never had she dreamt that a stranger would be fucking her this evening.

The pace of the little man picked up and within a moment he jerked and shot his load with a soft moan. My wife also moaned. I’m not on the pill, she cried, my husband and I want children…

Well now you’ll have them, a woman’s voice shouted from the crowd. Only problem’s to sort out who’s the father… The crowd laughed and my wife cringed as if someone had hit her. It was Elisabeth, the red haired girl, her most beautiful and gifted dance student who had shouted. My wife sort of buried her face in the mattress, so as to hide from all the staring eyes, erected cocks and strap-ons. A small trickle of cum ran out between her pussy-lips and plinked into the bedpan.

Next in line was a very long and very thin man. His cock was also very long and very sharp, sort of like a stick. His cock-head was no wider than a thumb. The cock stood straight out and pointed directly in between my wife’s spread lips.

With one sudden movement he penetrated her, and I stared as the long thin cock with one push was driven to the bottom of my wife’s vagina. My wife howled, just as she had on the few occasions I’d been so unlucky as to hit the mouth of her womb.

The thin man however kept ramming the bottom of Shirley’s cunt again and again, and she soon was pale with pain. Tears streamed from her eyes as she was pussy tortured and suddenly she screamed piercingly.

I’m inside her womb, the man declared proudly. When I’m finished with you, your womb will be opened so as for everyone to cum in…

My wife probably passed out from the treatment she received, ‘Cause she was very still as he continued fucking her with short deep strokes. I could imagine his sharp cock-head forcing its way into her womb, the thought almost made me cum in my pants. Then after several minutes he came with a “yes babe!” As he pulled out a small amount of blood trickled down Shirley’s thigh.

No sooner had he finished than the next man in line walked forward, it was Sandra’s husband. I gazed at the screen capturing the actions going on in the dungeon. Sandra had been taken down from the wall and tied on her belly across a wooden gym-horse. A long line of men stood behind her waiting to fill her cum-soaked pussy even fuller. A constant trickle of cum leaked from her swollen pussy into the bedpan underneath her. A very large man was at the moment ploughing her love canal, while he called her whore and slut.

I realised that as I had watched his wife’s rape Sandra’s husband had penetrated Shirley. His cock, quite ordinary, stroked in and out of Shirley’s extremely engorged vulva. As the pain in her womb had subsided my wife had regained consciousness, and she was looking over her shoulder with a resigned expression in her beautiful face. Her strawberry mouth was half open, her chins were flushed and her panting revealed that though she didn’t want it her body was reacting to the treatment it received. Sandra’s husband squirted his load inside my wife, and as he pulled out a considerable amount of cum started to leak out of her gaping hole and into the bedpan between her legs. Shirley shook her head as if she didn’t believe what was happening to her body.

Time seemed to stop as I watched man after man drive his meat into my wife. Every time a new man, or woman, came up behind her she wriggled her bottom, trying to avoid yet another cum shot into her now flooded womb. Everyone laughed at her attempts to get away, and it seemed to stir up the men that Shirley begged them not to fuck her, ‘cause they fucked her deeply and came fast while she cried things like, “please stop”, “please don’t cum in me”, “I’ve never had STD…”, “No, please stop, I’m having an orgasm!” Now huge amounts of cum leaked from her and down into the bedpan.

After twenty quite ordinary cocks, and a couple of strap-ons, the black giant came into the room. He had been in the dungeon, fucking the senses out of Sandra. I had seen her beg him to stop as he forced more and more of his horse sized cock into her. Now it was my wife’s turn. Ignoring the line he swept up to Shirley’s ass. Currently and old fellow had his cock stuck in her crack, but Mr. Big pushed the protesting man aside and the greyish dick popped out of her.

As Shirley turned to see what happened the giant waved his giant nigger-cock before her.

Babe! When I’ve finished you, you won’t even feel the others. Your poor husband’s cock will forever be to small for your gaping cunt…

My wife had a look of total horror in her face, and I knew this would make me cum. No… No… Shirley kept saying, shaking her head, and wriggling her ass to no avail.

The giant grabbed her hips and placed a cock, head the size of a beer-can, at the entrance of her vagina.

Hey come and help me! He called to two ladies further down the line.

Two girls, wearing nothing but strap-ons, both with gorgeous bodies and Brazilian waxed pussies, came forward. My wife was still staring at the humongous man behind her, and her skin pink with the excitement from her ravaging went red when she saw her two blonde dance students coming to aid her impalement. The whole thing had gotten out of my hand, and I was more pleased than I could have dreamt.

Standing on each side of my wife the two blonde girls took a firm grip on Shirley’s almost bluish labia and started to stretch her. Shirley’s abused hole came into view, and the light shone on huge amounts of semen.

Please, stop… She pleaded, but the giant started to push and my wife’s eyes widened. To my astonishment the nigger was careful and penetrated her slowly. The amount of cum that already lubricated her made his entrance possible, and I watched in fascination his cock head opening her wider than Sandra’s fist had. Soon her flesh closed around his cock head.

She gasped. Stop… You’re ripping me… You’re tearing me in two…

Pull her vagina wider! He ordered his two attendants, and both girls forced their fingertips in beside the dick. My wife bit into the mattress, as her students seem to rip her vagina in two. But, it worked, and as they pulled her apart the nigger got enough meat into my wife to start to fuck her, and with each thrust he went deeper. It was more than I could stand to watch. His dick was so big that I could see it rubbing against her engorged clitoris, and as he continued to fuck I could see that she had the time of her life. Shirley had closed her eyes and was starting to moan loudly. Still half the cock remained outside her vagina, and I could see that he couldn’t get any deeper. He had bottomed her pussy. This sight made me long to go down there and fuck my beautiful wife myself, but something made me wait in front of the screens. The two girls had left my wife’s pussy at the mercy of the giant and climbed into the bed beside her. As they did, the Redhead unlocked my wife’s handcuffs and she got up on her elbows. Her two students were lying on their backs, spreading their legs, as they slid underneath her and started to suck her dangling breasts. No sooner they did this than the next two men waiting in line climbed into the bed and started to fuck their delicious pussies.

To my amazement it seemed as if my wife’s pussy was getting deeper as the nigger fucked her with his heavy strokes. Tears were running down her cheeks, both because of pleasure and pain, she wrote to me later, and she panted and moaned. As almost three quarters of his cock was inside her I started to see that her belly was bulging with every stroke, as if she had a baby inside that was kicking.

How you like being womb-fucked? The giant grinned.

With a sudden last thrust he was completely inside here, her belly bulging, her pussy lips stretched thin around the enormous base of his cock. It was a wonder she simply wasn’t ripped in two. With this last thrust they both started to moan and cum.

The almost inaudible voice of my wife shouted “yes”, as the nigger grunted and shot his cream inside her spasming pussy. When the nigger started to pull his cock pole out of her the strangest thing happened. His cock-head, the size of a woman’s fist, was obviously logged inside her womb, ‘cause he couldn’t get free and had to pull really hard, to my wife’s protesting screams. I watched him pull his meat out of my poor wife’s cunt. Her pussy didn’t resemble anything of what it had looked like a few minutes ago, it had gone purplish brown, sort of like that of a mare, and it remained a wide obscene hole as the giant cock was pulled out of her. The most fascinating thing was when only the last few centimetres remained, at this point my wife was screaming for him to stop, saying he was ripping her guts out. That was indeed what he was doing, he had pulled her womb down her vagina, and its mouth came into view between her abused cunt-lips. The mouth closed around the base of the niggers cock head, as if it was a fleshy sort of condom. The crowed that where filming and shooting gasped at the sight, many applauding. My wife howled as the nigger with a might pull dislodged himself, pulling most of her who womb out into the open in the process. He fell back from her as a fountain of cum ejected from Shirley’s red, slime covered womb, spraying those nearby and pouring a considerable amount of slut cream into the bedpan.

Her two students, now with their forth of fifth cock inside their own gaping cunts had left their teacher’s tits and was watching in horror as her womb came into view. Don’t get near us, I heard one of them say to the nigger.

After this fuck my wife lay panting, while her womb slowly disappeared from view. Her cunt remained so open that the lights kept shining all the way to the bottom of her glistening red womb, its mouth still closing and opening, as if an continual orgasm.

After the nigger laughingly had elbowed himself away from his whore, I saw the first three men in line, which had been talking excitedly started to grab Shirley. She begged them to leave her alone, but they just grabbed her tits and pulled her up on her hands. One of them, another black man, crawled underneath her, going to fuck her womb with his lengthy cock, as her vagina was of no use any more. The second one, a man in his fifties with a large beer belly and an average cock placed himself at her mouth, at which my wife shut her mouth. The third, a blonde circumcised man placed started to lubricate her ass-hole with cum from her cunt, working his thumb inside her virgin rim. At this she grunted and the man in front pushed his cock expectantly to her lips, which she continued to press together. When he had lubed her up, the blonde finally placed his cock head at her brown hole. I watched in excitement, wondering why I hadn’t cum in my pants already, feeling at the verge of spraying my own load.

The black man was the first to enter her. He drow his rod straight up her gaping hole and all the way into her spasming womb. My wife dropped her mouth open as she received her second black fucking in a few minutes. This was what the older man in front of her had been waiting for. Ignoring her choked moans he pushed his Willy in between her soft lips. Taking a firm grip of her black hair he ordered her to do a good job. Big tears was again leaking from her eyes, and I guess she wondered where I was, or if the police soon would show up. What she didn’t know was that the blond man, pointing his cock at her ass was a policeman.

The blond man started to press his cock head firmly against her lubed up rim. First she looked worried, after a few seconds when her ass hole gave way and the thick meat pole started to disappear into her she started to look frantic. Choked squeals of pain came from her cock filled mouth, and as the three men started to pick up rhythm her screams intensified. She was gasping for air as the older man forced her head backwards and his cock down her throat. It was a wonder she didn’t vomit. Soon the three men had gained a steady rhythm and her small body was being crushed from both sides. It seemed her tiny waist was about to break under the force of the thrusts, her belly being forced down on the chest of the black man who was biting viciously at her nipples. After a couple of minutes the policeman had managed to get his pole completely inside her broken rim. The pain from the fucking and the choking sensation unbelievably seemed to bring her of again. She started to writhe like a worm on a hook, completely full of squirming cocks, and she reached orgasm just as the cock in her mouth filled her throat with nut-cream and pulled out. Spitting and panting for air she cried out with loud animal noises.

The cock in her mouth was replaced with a considerably larger one as she received her first load of burning cum into her bowels. The black man also creamed in her womb, and as the two men climbed of her I could see two gaping holes in my wife’s pert bum. Both her vagina and her bum-hole were leaking loads of cum into the bedpan, and cum was also leaking from her mouth, now filled by a young teenagers cock. Soon a couple of cocks where filling her nether holes, and so it continued for the next couple of hours.

People didn’t grew tiered of humiliating her, and obviously found it exciting that she cried the most when she received yet another orgasm. Soon she was a mess. She had cum all over her face, hair and bottom. And both men and women started to threat her like she was no other than an extremely messy love doll. They didn’t talk to her, but about her. Commenting on her “fuck holes” or “whore’s hole”, now sow wide that men double-teamed her cunt hole, one from under her and another from behind her. She constantly had long cocks and even dildos forced down her throat, and her mouth was fucked as if it was yet another hole in this messy love-doll.

I had no idea how acrobatic ordinary men could become when it came to fucking a beautiful girl…

After a while two men laid beside her, one underneath her, and another standing behind her. They managed to drive three cocks into her pussy and one into her ass at once. She screamed with pain, being pulled even wider than by the nigger’s cock. Her vagina now resembled that of a woman giving birth, but as this continued for hours I feared that my Shirley would never be tight again.

As midnight approached the bedpan had been flooded twice and been poured into a large basin. I had not yet cum, and suddenly I decided that for the first time in my life I would rape my wife…

When I came down into the dungeon I discovered that Sandra had been abandoned on her wooden horse, and that Shirley’s students seemed to receive vicious raping in the other end of the room. Sandra laid as a ragged doll, cum dripping from her vagina and into her full bedpan. Her holes where just as ravaged as Shirley’s, and she moaned as I reached forward and touched her.

Her inner lips had actually ripped in so many places, that her pussy no longer resembled a flower, but rather a shredded bleeding rag. I could see straight into her bum hole, which had pools of cum inside, and also all the way into her gaping womb. I couldn’t resist and pushed my hand inside her vagina, she didn’t seem to notice before I let a couple of fingers inside her womb. Then she stared at me with animal fright in her eyes and I left her alone.

In the suite there was still a line of men and one woman behind my wife’s gaping behind. She was down on her elbows, sucking of a large bearded man, while four men wearing the same motor biker tattoo fucked her cunt and asshole one under her, one over her and two beside her. Another two men received a wank from her free hands.

We were six men and one woman in line waiting for our turn, and everyone agreed we could take Shirley at once. I realised it was the first time I had ever stood in line to fuck my own wife, and I wondered how many men had stood in line to fuck their own woman.

Shirley was squirming and shaking in front of me. Dicks, two in her ass and two in her pussy where pounding her hard. Blood trickled from her severely ripped pussy lips and asshole. As the bearded man shot his load in her mouth and pulled out the filling bedpan was passed to him, and Shirley spat in it. She made grimaces from the taste.

Then she turned to watch those behind her. They where starting to cream in her again and where pulling out one after the other while absolutely humongous amounts of cum ran from her. As the last man pulled out from her asshole, the seven of us pressed forwards.

This is Shirley, my wife… I said to the man in front of me. A good-looking man in his forties. He stared at me. Your kidding… he said. I continued to claim that she was, telling about a freckle I knew she had on her bum, formed as a heart. When he saw this he believed me, yelling that I should be served first. It was only then I saw that my wife was staring at me with dazed eyes. There was only humiliation to read in them. She had understood that I was not going to stop her rape.

I crept underneath her, two other men laid down beside me, as I started to speak to her.

You look absolutely fantastic… I love you Shirley!

At this she began to cry, and laid her body down at me. Her very swollen tits positioned themselves on my checks, just in position for the two huge men at each side of me to bite down on.

Ra.., she started to say, I ha…

Just then the woman, actually a black lady with voluptuous curves, laid down in front of her and spread her legs. She had a vagina that stunningly resembled Shirley’s, only it was black, but it was well groomed. With two strong arms the black woman grabbed Shirley around the head and forced her in between her thighs, and her words where muffled by cunt meat. At this we started to poke at her pussy while another couple of men penetrated her bum hole. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the two remaining men stick their dicks in her hands and unbelievably she started to wank them with long strokes. It was a strange sensation pressing my cock into my wife’s vagina, being squeezed onto another mans cock. I could feel his cock head as well as my wife’s swollen love-canal. In addition to this I could feel two cocks in her ass through the thin wall between her vagina and her bowels.

I had never been so excited in my whole life. My wife was the slut I had always dreamt her to be. We reached the bottom of her meat-tunnel, and I could feel the slick sensation of her womb. With a mighty push we both entered the confined space of her womb, its mouth closing tightly around our dickheads. This actually made her orgasm, and she moaned and cried loudly into the black woman’s pussy, doing her first pussy diving this evening.

She actually did a good job, ‘cause the black lady closed her thighs around Shirley’s head, so hard I feared she was going to break her neck, then she was finished and left saying, what a great slut…

My wife’s mouth was free for the first time in hours. Now that everyone had had her at least once… Finally she was free to use her mouth to speak, but she didn’t seem very intelligent any more. She just wept, moaned, spat and gurgled.

Ra… Ra… Mmm. Ahhhh. Ugn… She actually resembled the sounds of a gorilla quite closely. The only thing she managed to do was weep and wail as her husband joined the crowd who ravished her.

What are you trying to say, honey? I asked. She seemed to want to answer, but no intelligible words, only rubbish, came from her mouth.

I think they might have fucked her vocal cords to shreds, said the man beside me. She’s bleeding from the mouth…

I was perplexed at this prospect, but indeed he seemed to be right. All through the fuck she didn’t say anything that resembled speech. After about five minutes I was at the verge of cumming, as a fifth man, against all odds, managed to press his long dick in from the side.

It was the giant nigger. He had the advantage of being able to penetrate from a distance, aiming in between the two men screwing her ass hole. The nigger forced his horse cock inside her vagina beside ours. She now had five grown men filling her nether region… This was however to much for her vagina muscles and pussy lips. She screamed and wailed as I heard a series of ripping noises from her cunt… Suddenly we all got better space inside her.

Vow… Said one of the men fucking her bum. I didn’t know pussy lips could rip like a cherry!

I was in heaven, and about to cum. I don’t know about you others, I shouted, but I’m about to cum. Let’s give my wife the fuck of her life…

At this five cocks started go like pistons inside her, urged on by the shouts of her husband. Shirley finally passed out as the ripping noise from her cunt intensified.

Three cocks twitched and flooded her womb, more or less at the same time. Two cocks did the same in her ass, and as we climbed from underneath the unconscious human fuck toy the basin was flooded by cum.

The redhead had been waiting for this. He undid the straps around Shirley’s legs, and I saw several men carrying three women in from the dungeon. All covered in cum and blood.

Carry these women to the pool and wash them. There is a garden hose there, wash their bums and cunts as well…

Is there any doctor here?

A woman stretched her hand in the air.

You examine them afterwards…

To weak to protest the four women were carried to the pool. As the water closed around them, filling their bums and cunts as well, they all woke up. Around twenty men kept washing them, and holding them still as garden hoses were pushed up their bums and vaginas. Only my wife seemed unable to speak, but the three others protested loudly at the washing out. Finally everyone was cleaned up and started to resemble something like themselves again. Then, one after another they were put on the bed in the middle of the room, while the doctor, a woman in her forties, examined their throats, assholes, vaginas and wombs.

In the meanwhile people went to the bar, most having put their trousers back on. I however stood by the bed watching the women getting examined. Shirley’s two dance students had to get a stitch each in the flesh between their vaginas and assholes. Otherwise they were fine, said the doctor, warning them not to get fucked the next week.

Shirley and Sandra were however seriously fucked up. Both were hardly conscious there they lay side by side, sprawling their stretched vaginas and ripped assholes.

The doctor first attended to Sandra. She muttered to herself, and I could hear words like “crazy” and “fucking slut.” She started examining Sandra’s bum hole and flashed a light into her bowels. Will probably have to wear pampers for a while, she said, laughingly. She seems to have received a cum enema… When she examined Sandra’s cunt, sticking her whole hand inside her hole, the doctor got quite a worried look in her eyes. Very unusual, her womb’s mouth has been erased! Should believe she had been giving birth, not receiving fuck… In the end she concluded that Sandra’s uterus was retracting, that there was minimal bleeding and that there was no internal damage. Sandra’s vulva was however the victim of quite a laugher as the doctor reviewed the damage. I discovered that Sandra’s husband stood watching his wife with contempt and worry in his face.

The muscles around your slut’s vagina has been stretched and ripped for so long that there is no chance for her to ever be tight again, declared the doctor. Her labias, both the inner and outer has been ripped in more than thirty places, and there is no point in sewing. She will have to live with her rather ravaged looks…

Sandra’s husband looked crestfallen as he lifted his wife across his shoulders and left the suite to the standing applause of nearly two hundred gang bangers.

I knew at this moment that my sweet little wife, who earlier this day had left her high-rise office, who had received the best beauty treatment money could buy, who had had a cunt so tight that not even her inner lips had been visible though she laid spread-eagled, had received the worst banging.

Her inner lips where only a ragged, bloody ridge around the gaping hole that was supposed to be a tight pussy. Her outer lips where very dark indeed, closely resembling the sex organs of a mare.

Shirley’s asshole was still gaping so wide that the first thing the doctor did was sticking her glow cowered arm into her butt, examining that her intestines wasn’t ripped. Shirley woke during this process and gurgled strange noises. The doctor looked at her in surprise, trying to tell me anything, Slut?

Shirley gave up speaking and was only looking at me with begging eyes. It was nearing 0100 in the night, in just about five hours my dream and probably her worst nightmare had come true.

If that bum ever becomes tight again, I’ll eat my stethoscope… The doctor laughed. Menace in her dark eyes. She’ll be an anal slut for the rest of her days… However, her intestines are fine!

The doctor changed glows and pushed her arm up Shirley’s vagina. There was still plenty of room, another hand could easily have gone in, and I saw that there was blood on the glow. Well slut… Your womb is totally opened, there has to be tons of cum in you, all fighting to impregnate you I guess! I recon this love doll is at the top of fertile period as her womb’s mouth is still gaping. Well, it will close, and the baby will stay safe and happy in there.

She continued outwards, feeling for the ruptures inside my wife’s pussy. I knew from the ripping noise that something major had happened to her cunt.

Well, this slut is ripped in the side, happy the slash didn’t go backwards, or she’ll only have one single huge hole down there… We’ll have to sew her up…

At this the Redhead and Nigger who had been standing watching and listening stepped forwards. Not so fast doctor… Said the nigger. We own her until seven next evening… We can’t fuck her if she’s all sewed up…

Well if we don’t sew her up she could rip even further, not very dangerously, though very painful, and she will never ever be tight again!

We don’t care… Said the redhead. We’ve bought her, and she’ll stay like this until seven next evening.

Well I assume no responsibility… Just watch out for major bleeding, I’ll hang around if she needs help!

Just as the cruel woman was about to leave for the pool where several others where calling for her, she started to pulled in what had once been Shirley’s inner labia. Sweeping away the blood with a towel.

This is the first labia circumcision I’ve ever seen that was done by cock. She will have to see a plastic surgeon to do anything about this... At this the doctor left the bed and I fell to the floor to have a better look.

I reckoned that the clamshell pussy I had loved was gone forever. Most parts of her inner labia were only hanging by threads of flesh. All the ripping noises had come from the rim of her cunt as she was spread wider than a woman in labour. It was the sounds of her inner labia giving way. I pulled hard in one pussy-piece, and Shirley made an animal scream. I pulled harder, extending the bit of flesh in my fingers to several centimetres. My wife tried to move backwards, so as to hinder her husband in ripping her pink bits of, but as she one more was bound at the edge of the bed she could only stick her bottom out over the edge of the bed. It looked quite spectacular; this nice girl sticking her bum forwards while her man stretched a bit of her flesh… five, eight, ten, centimetres. Again I heard a ripping noise, and what had been a fold of her inner pussy lip lay in my hand.

She started to bleed. Doctor, I cried… And the woman stopped on her heals and came back. That’s quite a souvenir, she beamed. Put it in formalin and label it “foolish cunt!”

Please stop the bleeding, I said, but several men had seen what I did and where gathering around. How did you do that, a tiny man asked excitedly. I just sort of pulled, I answered confused. At this I was brushed aside as six or seven men started to pull very hard at my wife’s remaining inner labia. To my horror pieces of cunt meat started extend from her cunt. Doctors could probably have stitched them back together as a sort of human cunt puzzle. But this was not the intention of the men. They used their brute force to rip her labia of, piece by piece. With hard jerks the stretched bits of flesh came lose, and several of the men walked away with huge chunks of Shirley’s pussy lips in their bloody hands.

Is there nothing left? A female voice said. Someone said Shirley was giving away her pussy lips as a souvenir from the gangbang.

It was Shirley’s four students. They were crouching down in front of my unconscious wife and her bleeding cunt.

Well, there is her clit… laughed Elisabeth, the redheaded beauty. Not that I would be giving mine away, but then mine does not resemble a cock either…

The four young women, two of whom was just stitched up from their own banging, were obviously drunk.

You’re right, she’s probably better of without it…

Yeah, I wouldn’t want something like that, the two blonde girls laughed.

Well, if you say so… The redhead laughed.

At this moment I was about to jump forward, in defence of my wife’s love button, but just at that moment the nigger lifted me off the ground…

So, this is her “real” husband, he said. Come with me and receive your pay, then get out of here and don’t intervene before tomorrow evening. She’s ours, we’ve rented her, and we pay well…

He lifted me around in time to see Shirley’s redheaded student pulling with all her might at my wife’s clitoris. My wife woke with a scream, as her clit extended amazingly, probably four times it original length before Elisabeth lost the grip of the sloppy thing and it popped back.

She’s to sloppy, Elisabeth said, and grabbed the towel, starting to dry her well. This made Shirley react. Look she’s getting excited… Laughed one of the blondes. The giant held me fast, staring interested as my wife bent her back, sticking her clit in the air, so as to receive maximal stimulation from the soft towel. Shirley started to breath loudly and made what sounded like a protest when her student stopped the rubbing.

Throwing the bloodstained towel aside the red haired girl took a firm grip of the now dry and erected clitoris.

Now I’ve got it… She laughed and started to pull.

My wife got all excited again as Elisabeth pulled her button. She buckled her hips and gasped… This time her student had a firm grip of the pinkish organ, and soon it was pulled a good cock length from her body. My wife now howled and her vagina muscles started their last involuntary spasms of orgasm. Like a very large mouth Shirley’s cunt hole opened and closed under her mightily extended clit. Shouts of pleasure came from her throat…

At this Elisabeth started to lean back and the already damaged skin around the clitoris hood started to rip with a sickening noise.

I wondered, knowing that a clit extend far into the body, what would finally rip of. The answer came as Elisabeth, almost pulling Shirley’s small body out of the bed in the process, threw her self backwards…

The clit finally gave up its dwelling inside my wife’s body. It came out with a gush of blood. A very long engorged organ, resembling a penis, dangled between Elisabeth’s fingers. The girls cheered and shook the clit in front of my Shirley’s horrified eyes, she was in unbelievable pain, but still understood what had happened to her, ‘cause her fingers went to the place her clit had been logged and searched frantically in between the remains of her clit hood. Her hood, also severely ripped, finally was pulled of by the three other girls.

I will take this to a jeweller, said the redhead, actually touching her own excited clit and shaking Shirley’s slut button in front of everyone’s eyes. I will have it in a crystal and wear it when I dance for you!

Finally her loss dawned on Shirley, and she let out an animal scream that made people run over to watch. Some looked shocked, others amused and others very turned on by my wife’s situation. Now she had nothing left of her former pussy but her outer lips, also they marred behind recognition.

I was lead away, tears in my eyes. I received 14 000 bucks cash and walked back to the bride’s suite. In a daze I kept watching my wife. The doctor had been using adrenaline to stop the bleeding from her cunt, and she was left alone for a while. Lots of people where leaving. I knew many of them had bits of Shirley’s dress, her underwear, and even her pussy, in their clutched hands. Elisabeth left while she shouted that she was going to see jeweller this night.

However, many staid to see to the next post on the program. At the bar desk was stored a whole basin full of cum, it was time for Shirley to eat…

Shirley could hardly walk as she was lead by the huge red haired man to the bar desk. She had to walk with her feet very far apart, and as her inner lips and clit had gone forever nothing cowered her gaping cunt hole. Streams of brown leaked from her bum and down on the floor as she was raised to her feet, and the nigger called Shirley a “dirty cunt”.

She probably didn’t know what was to come, ‘cause the nigger quite politely asked her if she was hungry. He smiled broadly as she nodded in reply. Down at the bar desk she was forced to sit on the floor. It was only then she discovered that her food was a pint of cum…

She closed her mouth as the nigger put the beer glass to her lips. However, the nigger had treated unwilling cunts before, and pressed his hands over her nose. After half a minute of holding her breath Shirley finally opened her mouth to draw breath. I leaned closer to the screen, watching in fascination and horror my now circumcised wife getting forced to drink the cream of her violators. Every drop of the white cum the nigger emptied into her gaping mouth had been shot inside her gaping and aching holes. It was the cream that had lubricated her as five men fucked her nether holes at once, a gang rape that ripped her inner-labia to pieces and that eventually put her beloved clit in peril.

I knew that my wife’s life was changed forever as I sat there watching her empty the cum-filled beer glass that she now actually held herself. I knew something had cracked in her mind as she once more tried to speak, yet again only talking gibberish, but this time she pointed to the empty glass, to her stomach and to the semen filled basin at the bar desk; she wanted more. She smiled sweetly as the nigger smilingly filled her empty glass with cum and handed it to her. Thinking only of her pussy and bum for the last hours, and the mess she was in down there, I was surprised that she still looked extremely beautiful smiling, and that her tits, though still a bit red, was as pert as ever. Hungry she gobbled down the next glass of cum, and then yet another glass. People where cheering and taking pictures of the smiling, cum drinking slut.

When she couldn’t drink any more the nigger lifted her onto the desk, her ass once more gaping towards the audience. People gasped as they saw how she looked. Two gaping black holes with bright red ripped rims was all that was left of the clamshell pussy of a few hours ago. The huge bald man that had bought her of me had come to the front, carrying an enema.

Drench her pussy, a man called. Bang her up good…

Yeah… roared the crowd.

This time Shirley didn’t wriggle her bottom in an attempt to get away. Instead she lowered her back, offering her hole to the hose. The Baldhead pushed the rubber hose deep into her mare’s cunt, and shouted for a lady to come and help him with the cum enema. The last of Shirley’s students, a pretty brunette who hadn’t undressed the whole evening, though she had been part of urging on the cliterectomy of her poor teacher, came up to him. He offered her the basin and she climbed onto the desk and started pouring cum into the enema. I could see the cream run down the hose and disappearing into my wife’s ripped hole. More and more cum ran into her, and I felt sure that this evening had impregnated her. The audience watched in amazement that almost three litres of cum was poured into my poor Shirley’s womb, billions upon billions of kicking sperms who was looking for her egg. Finally the basin was empty, and still not a single drop had leaked out of her. At this the crowed cheered.

Squeeze it out… Someone called. Squirt the cum you slut…

Shirley frowned, obviously trying to squeeze her vagina muscles, but it seemed that she was to stretched, her asshole vibrated feebly, her cunt hole didn’t even shiver. My wife looked stunned at the prospect of having lost control over her cunt muscle ‘cause she tried to speak again, ending up moaning hopelessly.

Her renters had however still plans for the cum inside her womb, and soon they placed the basin between her legs and asked her to stand up. She rose herself on outstretched arms and went down in squirting position, as if she was going to piss. A gush came from her hole as the cum poured back into the basin. The Baldhead lubricated the enema hose in the basin, and I wandered what was about to happen. I soon got to know. He took a firm grip in her hear and forced her face upwards. Surprised and gaping it was quite easy for him to start to push the enema down her throat. She almost gagged but as the hose went further down her digestive tract she seemed OK though her eyes darted worried around. I don’t know if she knew what they would do to her now, but I knew. I almost turned away from the screen in horror as the brunette started to pour the cum from the basin down into the enema. In a matter of minutes the whole basin was emptied into my wife’s already full belly. She was soon on the verge of chocking and her stomach expanded as if she already was pregnant. Finally the last drop slide down the hose, into her cum filled interior, she had been fed…

I watched the clock, it was four in the morning and my wife hung on the cross again. She was a sight. She was sleeping, her head hanging down on her chest. Her belly bulged out from the four litres of cum she had swallowed. The doctor was examining her pussy, giving her another injection with adrenaline, so that she was not bleeding anymore. It was only bright red flesh where her labia had been, and a dark red gush where her once proud clitoris had protruded. In her ass someone had logged a huge bottle, only the neck sticking out, to prevent shit running from her.

I had started to mark the videotapes; I had recorded everything that had happened to my wife this night. Two pictures where now shining on my screens. That of a beautiful young woman with a thigh clamshell pussy hanging on the cross, and that of the same woman hanging on her cross, now with two large round holes between her legs, completely ripped of her dignity, humanity and not to mention, her sex organs.

Most people had gone home, though quite a few laid sleeping around the suite. They were lawyers, moving bureau workers, and police officers… ordinary as well as important people who all had abused my wife. It was almost sure that most of town knew what they thought my wife had done this night. They thought she had sold her body to them, and now they would be standing shoulder to shoulder dismissing any rape claims she would come with. I hoped the fact that Sandra also had been fucked senseless would prevent her from telling about this in the lawyer’s office, and that the fact that her dance students were not exactly virgins either would make them stay with their poor teacher.

I fell asleep at the monitors and didn’t wake before 10 in the morning.

As I woke three men had taken Shirley to bed, everyone fucking her ripped cunt. A steady stream of people where entering the suite again, and I saw people with very professional looking camera equipment around the suite. It took me some minutes to figure out that these where porn moviemakers, who had been hired in to shoot another day of Shirley’s gangbang. Throughout the day basically everybody had another go at her holes, stretching her wider than ever, making her outer labias so stretched that they would be hanging like flesh curtains down between her legs when she was able to walk again. Basically it was only the amount of people that could fit in behind her and position themselves, that was the limit for how many cocks she had in her swollen vagina.

While she had several orgasms last night, this was not part of her experience anymore. She got excited, she moaned, she wriggled, but she didn’t orgasm, not a single time in several hours of relentless fucking. By twelve I reckoned that even more people than last night were in the suit, and this day she was the only object of fucking. Another basin of cum was already filled and they were working on the second, cum running in pools over her red rims. However, she didn’t pass out this day, but with cocks continually poking down her throat I didn’t recon that her ability to speak would have greatly improved in the evening.

Twelve a clock she peed an enormous amount out over the floor, looking very humiliated, and at four in the evening she was really a mess. She was actually wriggling her holes towards anyone with a cock, and though someone always seemed to triple team her, the crowd of people who was just standing watching grew. The final part of my wife’s degrading came at 15 minutes past 4, as the black giant led a huge dog in through the front door. It was a big Dane, much larger than Shirley.

In his hand the nigger carried a bottle of something yellow. This, he declared to the audience that was gathering around, is urine from a bitch in her period. Everybody watched intently as he poured the yellow fluid all over my wife, aiming especially at her pussy. Then he simply let the dog loose. It walked between the people for a while, sniffing, but gradually it came closer to Shirley. At the sight of the huge animal my wife tried to get to her feet, but she was not able, and fell onto her arms.

Now dogs aren’t exactly romantic lovers, and as Shirley caught the attention of the Dane it sprang towards her and started to sniff her bottom. It was exactly what he had been looking for, it smelled bitch… I watched the dog as a cock started to grow out of the sheet under its belly. It was black, sharp and covered in what seemed to be slime.

When Shirley was trying to crawl away from him he growled loudly and she froze in fear as he snapped for her dangling breasts. Her breasts were the only unravished part of her body, and she didn’t want a dog to eat them. With a jump the dog placed its sharp paws on her shoulders and pressed her face to the floor. A doglike yelp came from her mouth, and she struggled uselessly underneath the huge animal.

The sharp cock was now completely out of its sheet, and it was very long, with a bulge at the base. Probably the Dane was as long as Mr. Big nigger. Finally on top of his bitch the dog bit down on her neck, then started to poke his pole at her once more wriggling bottom.

It wasn’t difficult for it to find home mark, and with one single enormous push he went all the way inside her. This time Shirley didn’t pass out from the dilatation of her womb, instead she screamed. She screamed and screamed an unearthly scream until the Redhead pushed the ball-gag into her mouth. I’ll bet anything that she continued to scream underneath the gag for the most of the dog fuck, ‘cause he fucked her like the animal he was. With a pace that made his bottom a blur, he impaled her, his object to get the growing red dog knot inside her pussy.

This he managed after a couple of minutes of intense fucking, driving the knot, the size of a man’s fist into her hole. Now he was logged inside her, and her whole behind followed the dog’s strokes. I was sure her pussy would come loose from the treatment, but the dog howled, shooting his puppy making sperm inside his human bitch.

There had been an astound silence in the suite, it was followed by wild applause, no one had ever seen a girl get fucked like that not even the pornographers. When he had finished my wife the dog turned around to walk away, but this just locked his knot completely inside her. The dog however didn’t seem to notice this, he just walked around the room pulling my wife by her pussy behind her. Shirley was trashing out for someone or something to hold onto, but people jumped laughingly aside. Shooting pictures and filming her. I later learned that my wife’s renters sold the whole days worth of film and photos to the world’s largest porn firm, giving them half a million bucks into pockets. The result has been that my wife has graced the pages of most hardcore sites of the net, especially those containing animals.

The Dane pulled my wife to the edge of the pool, there it laid down and started to lick itself, and there my wife fainted from exhaustion. After half an hour the knot came out, and the stream of dog cum was also gathered into the basins.

My wife woke just before six, only to get the enema hose down her throat for a second feeding. This time she peed herself and shit on the floor, not seeming to care, as litre upon litre of cum was poured into her.

Ten minutes before she was to be handed back to me she had had eight litre of cum inside her, making her belly stretch and her kidneys working overtime. Pee and shit was leaking constantly from her and she was left, hanging alone on the cross.

Time reached seven.

The giant nigger raised his voice and caught the attention of a hundred people who still remained in the suit.

We bought this slut wife for 24 hours. Now time is up… It’s time to leave. Just one more thing! All this beer has made me want to pee, take her down!

I watched as they took her down and dropped her into the pool. She came awake, and splashingly was dragged out of the pool. The nigger then brought her to the entrance where she for the last time was pushed to her knees with her bum in the air… She hadn’t retracted an inch since the dog fucking and her asshole was also several centimetres wide.

You need to pay her as you leave… He said to the crowd.

Chocked I saw what his payment was. He pulled down his pants, aimed his dick at her bum hole, and started to pee. The pee trickled into her bum, and my wife cried without a sound, her voice completely gone, only big tears of humiliation ran on her cheek. The nigger finished, dried his dick on her bum-cheek and pulled up his zipper. Then he left…

Almost all the hundred people who left the suite peed in Shirley before they walked out the door. Some aimed at her pussy hole, others at her bum, flooding her with litres of urine. Even the women peed in her, and to my shock I saw that Elisabeth was back.

Your clit is being worked on… She said laughingly. My wife crouched as she was being hit. The redheaded girl pulled up her shirt, revealing that she had no pants. She crouched down over Shirley’s pussy and peed very hard and long into it. When I thought she had finished she told Redhead and Baldhead to pull Shirley’s sphincter wider. The two men bowed down, put to fingers each inside her bum-hole and pulled. It could amazingly enough get wider, wide enough for Elisabeth to push her hand into without touching the rim. The woman who had ripped the clit from my wife’s body seemed satisfied at this and crouched down once more, this time placing her bum-hole above my wife’s gaping butt-cave. To my horror she started to shit. Long brown pieces of dung fell straight into my wife’s bum. My wife was nothing to these people but a living toilet. Her student dried her bum at my wife’s bum and left.

After this people did whatever the needed to do, they shit and pissed into her bum, only the black man wouldn’t permit them to shit in her vagina, claiming it could hurt the baby. As she was filled to the rim of her gaping ass with other people’s shit they would use a bathroom brush to push the shit deeper into her, making room for more… Towards the end a group of women pulled out their tampons and let dark slimy blood flood into her ass. After that they all shit in her, laughing and making jokes about her now pregnant looking belly.

Finally the suite was empty, except for Baldhead and Redhead. They were the last to shit into her bum, taking turns of stretching her open.

When they had finished they turned towards my spy cam.

Well, time is out. You can get your wife, and we’ll take contact the next time we need a gangbang wife…

The door closed behind them. My wife lay on her knees, completely still. I sat back in the chair and breathed heavy.

When I came down in the suite a few minutes later she still hadn’t moved. She only turned her head, watching me approach. She smelled so disgusting that I almost vomited. Shirley clearly sensed what a mess she was, and she looked at me with wide questioning eyes. I understood I had some explaining to do.

Epilogue.

It is now three months since I rented out my wife. She has slowly recovered, taking several days before she stopped shitting other people’s shit, taking two weeks before she could walk properly again, and another month before she could dance.

She still can’t speak, only write. The doctor, actually the woman from the gangbang, says that her vocal cords have been ripped just as her pussy lips.

As for her ass she didn’t have to wear pampers for the first time since her gangbang yesterday. She has practiced her rim muscles a lot every day, though she forever will be an anal slut, managing to take very wide cocks up her now flexible asshole.

Her pussy healed amazingly fast. Skin covered the wounds from her missing labia and clitoris. However, she has not regained control of her vaginal muscles and is very wide indeed. There is always a gaping hole between her outer labia. The strangest thing about her labia, is that before Shirley’s rape they seemed pinkish, all the time after her gangbang they have been feeling somewhat like rubber, as if the skin has grown thicker, and the colour of her cunt is now dark brown.

The clamshell pussy is, as I feared, forever gone, and her stretched labia is dangling between her legs when she walks naked around the house. I can hardly feel a thing when I fuck her pussy, and neither can she. Before her rape she loved me to play with her clit, bringing her to orgasm, now there seems no way to make her orgasm, though she gets very horny, and this upsets her a lot. The strange thing is that she is constantly craving sex, as though she hopes that someday her sensation will be back.

As to the rest of her life that has been turned upside down. Both Shirley and Sandra lost their jobs at the lawyer’s office; the whole city was buzzing with rumours from the infamous gangbang.

As I told Shirley everything of what had happened she first tried to turn me in for rape. But as it was my words against hers, (and she couldn’t even speak) and since it turned out that more than one police officer had raped her that evening, the case was put away.

Then she tried to divorce me, but no lawyers would put their hands on the case, as most of them had had their hands on Shirley’s ass. She also understood that she had been socially handicapped, as most of her friends and family won’t speak to her anymore, and finally it has dawned on her that I actually love her even more than before.

She also needs me ‘cause she’s in her third month, a baby growing happily inside her now closed womb.

The only thing that has gotten a boost is her dance classes, everybody seems to want to be in them, seeing her scantly dressed, throwing her legs in the air, hearing her attempts to speak… I suspect that the four girls that attended the gangbang have done some promoting on their own.

All in all things are settling down, tough the worst shock my wife has received since her rape happened today.

There was a dance contest in town and her best student, Elisabeth, was going to dance. I enjoyed the dance very much, looking at all the beautiful young women from first row. Then Elisabeth came onto the floor. She only wore a string bikini and ballet shoes, and she danced like an angel. At the end of the performance she made a point of dancing very near us, and I noticed something that glittered around her neck.

As she finished the applause was very loud, and as a matter of fact she won the contest.

Receiving the award, a years worth of grants for a higher dancing school, she held a speech.

I owe everything to my beautiful teacher, Shirley; she has given me so much of herself…

At these words she held up the necklace around her neck. There, covered with a thin layer of crystal, formed as a spiral, was something I had seen before, a beautiful pink clitoris, once protruding proudly between my wife’s legs.

I looked at my wife… Shirley was looking very longingly at the necklace that was held in front of her eyes. She moaned.

THE END