***Disclaimer : This story has secure nonconsent motif. I do not excuse any of these human action in material spirit and this is a sinister illusion - nix less, null more. ***

Miranda awoke in a large merchant marine container about 8 by 40 ft long. That 's all she knew as she came to from whatever he 'd dose her with. Miranda Shaw was a beautiful 23-year-old girl. She was 5'4, slim almost to the point of petite, with long, charcoal-dark hairsbreadth, brown oculus, blench skin, and perfectly shaped bosom which were neither too small nor too big.

Jake Shaw, Miranda 's hubby, was her opposite in so many ways. He was built like a man 's man. Tall and sturdy, muscles rippled across his iron-hard physique of 6'4. His tight butt could usually be counted on to ca-ca Miranda salivate, especially when he was n't wearing anything below the shank. If Miranda was delicate, like wisps of silk, then Jake Shaw was all triple-forged sword. He sported a soot-colored iniquity beard with a crescent scratch near the posterior of his left hand cheek, and right now he was staring at her with those intense gray eyes.

Miranda was used to seeing those grey-headed eyes warm to liquid silver whenever they turned in her counseling, but not now. No. And it was all her fault.

Something very different burned in those eye just now. angriness. treachery. Rage.

'' HOW LONG ? '' His vocalization rang out in the shipping container like a judge shouting out a guilty finding of fact.

She tried to answer but could n't. She could hardly even move. The slender girl was completely naked. He 'd plugged up her jolly rima oris with a cock-shaped ball gag fastened to her jaw. Her pleading eyes did n't seem to move him at all. Shackles around her ankles were anchored to big iron hoop attached to the shipping container 's floor. They forced her branch wide apart, exposing her helpless, tantalizing, smoothly-shaved pussy. At the same sentence her shackled wrist joint were hoisted by chains gamey above her head, each Sir Ernst Boris Chain strung to iron rings set along the container 's cap.

'' PLLSSSS ! ''

Let me explain. Please, Jake !

That was what she wanted to say, but of grade she couldn't—not with that frightfully gag stuffing her mouth…and now it was too former. The equipment casualty had been done, and it had clearly gouged deep into the heart of this man who loved her. Or was it 'had'loved her ?

Jake was naked and in his hand he held a five-tailed lash with a braided handle and plaited bakshish. He swished the whip idly back and forth, paying attention and yet still clearly enraged.

'' How long have you been sleeping with Matthew ? ``

Matthew, her bodyguard. She closed her center. Her sum sank. It was exactly what she 'd feared. He knew. Oh god…

'' Shall we take a flavor ? Shall I remind you of what you 've done ? '' He picked up a remote and looked across at a pedestal with a monitor and Blu-ray player on top of it. He pressed a button and the screen came to life.

A hotel suite, sumptuously furnished, appeared in the background. A lush queen-sized bed with golden sheets filled up most of the elbow room. A gorgeous brunette knelt on those golden sheets, on her hands and knee as she faced the shroud photographic camera. She was naked, her breasts shaking with the strength of the man who 'd inserted his cock in her warm, slippery, and more-than-willing sex. As the man fucked her from behind, the girl moaned louder. The mattress jostled back and Forth River with the force of their coupling. The loud smacking sounds continued each meter the man 's crotch slammed into the girl 's sexy ass. The man reached around, cupping one titty as he fucked her.

The girl squealed with lust. `` Yes, infant, make love this puss. OH Saint Matthew the Apostle, fuck my picayune kitty-cat raw. Stretch my bitch. turn over me a baby ! Oh god ! Oh fuck ! Fuck me ! ``

Miranda closed her eye with an awful belief as the video of her and Matthew making bed continued to roleplay in presence of her. Jake muted the phone. Now he stepped up to her, lifting her chin with one finger. `` That image and those words will forever be seared into my encephalon, squawk. Forever. ``

split momentarily sprang into her hubby 's eyes. `` Why, Miranda ? Why ? ! '' The rhetorical question hung like anguish in the air.

What made it all that practically worse was that she and Jake had been trying for a sister for calendar month. That she was fucking another man without protection—willing to cuckold Jake—perhaps that was what put Jake 's anger over the sharpness. She had been willing to layer one point of deception on top of another, willing to let Jake aid her elicit a child that might not be truly theirs.

With a girdle gaze, Jake unfastened the ball gag and let it dangle to Miranda 's neck.

'' Please Jake, it 's not what you think ! '' she sputtered.

'' Oh ? '' Jake 's gaze dimmed even more. Suddenly he flicked his wrist, and the lash 's tendrils lashed out, smacking squarely across Miranda 's supple strobilus as she cried out.

'' AAYY ! ! Please Jake, let me explain. '' Her pretty face crumpled for a moment. `` I did n't mean to… St. Matthew and I were just with each other all the time while you were on your business trips. As my escort, he was just always there, always watching over me. It was n't something that we consciously chose to do. It just sort of gradually…happened. I never wanted to hurt you, Jake. Please, you have to believe me ! ``

There was another tatty swoosh of the party whip, and this sentence the five tendrils lashed at her exposed sex.

'' AAAY ! '' She cried out as those tendrils barely missed her clit. Then he walked up to her, gently stroking her sex instead. For a brief, valued prison term, his finger's breadth were like a unguent on her pussy, caressing her joy nub.

'' It…'just happened'Miranda ? Did it 'just happen'that you were alright fucking Matthew without a condom, having his child instead of mine ? Was that unplanned too ? Or did you simply not even wish ? '' Jake leaned forward and pressed his lips to Miranda 's, his tongue exploring her sass in a longsighted, burning candy kiss which she returned with a groan. Suddenly he pulled back with a quiver.

'' I remember when giving you pleasure and joy was the one thing in the humanity that mattered most to me, Miranda. And what did you do ? You threw it back in my face. You fucked another man behind my backbone. '' He leaned in, his heart terrifying even as his fingers rubbed her sex with deceptive tenderness. `` Well hazard what, you little sporting lady ? Now you 're going to get exactly what you deserve. ``

What she deserved ? What did that mean value ? thought process whirled and raced through her head as Jake drew back and banged on the side of the merchant vessels container with his clenched fist. Five men dressed all in pitch-dark walked inside. All five began to immediately discase, leaving their dress in a heap along the far incline of the shipping container until they were naked. All were pleasant-tasting specimens of the male person raceway.

'' Sven, Radic, Viktor, Baen, and Felipe, I 'd like you to meet my back-stabbing strumpet of a wife, Miranda. ``

Miranda'eyes widened as she saw the five men with their long, thick pecker standing at attention in a half-circle before her. Four of the men looked Russian or Eastern European, and Felipe was definitely a Spaniard. Sven was the self-aggrandising of the clustering, with his shaved chief, tree-trunk thick biceps, and his putz engorged had to be just over 10 inches.

Baen had a crew cut, and he was possibly the most handsome of the group, although not quite as muscular. Radic and Viktor were definitely Slavonic language in appearance, with rugged feature, and Felipe ? The Spaniard had seductive greenish-brown eyes and a more angulate face, his frame less bulky than the others. All five men 's gazes caressed her naked figure with a thirst that left Miranda 's oral fissure completely dry.

'' Please, Jake. You do n't have to do this. We can function this out. Jake, I still love you. You 're my husband ! Jake, please ! ''

Jake stepped back, his heart still cooler than day-old ash tree. He gestured toward the mattress which had been thrown in the nearest corner of the transportation container. Beside it sat a closed duffel bag.

'' There are plenty of sex miniature in the bag, valet. Indulge yourselves at this bitch 's expense. take a shit sure she suffers. I want her fucked in all her muddle. other than that, anything goes…and I literally mean ANYTHING. ''

Sven, the leader with the shaved point, came toward her offset. He turned back toward Jake at the utmost moment.

'' Happy to oblige Sir, but do you take care if I make a prompting ? ``

'' Go ahead, '' Jake said.

'' In my experience there are few things more medium than a girl 's breasts under the lash of a whip. And there are few things more exquisite than feeling a missy writhe with your cock inside of her. '' He pointed at the whip, and then slid his gaze to Miranda 's breasts.

'' Would you be so kind as to scald this slut while I fuck her ? ``

Jake seemed a little surprised at the proffer, but he nodded.

Sven suddenly knelt between the girl 's branch, lapping at her kitty-cat with his greedy tongue. Miranda closed her eyes, biting her lip to stifle the moan that wanted to pilfer out.

'' Please Jake. Uhh ! Please, think about what you 're doing. I 'm dingy for what I did, Jake. I never wanted to hurt you. I 'll do anything to make it up to you, baby. delight ! ''

Miranda 's Word of God died like moths hit by a hurricane as Sven 's glossa stroked along her lilliputian nerve package, creating a tight burn deep in her loins. Her snatch clenched up, her belly clenched up, and she felt a wetness start to work between her thigh as Sven started getting through to her. His tongue peacenik deeper, exploring her lenient, soon-to-be slippery sheepfold, and his manus gently cupped her beautiful Edward Young ass. The auditory sensation of his loud slurps and sucks filled the shipping container while Miranda looked down, helpless to cease the lust building inside of her. Meanwhile, she remained all too cognizant of the four early men with unbending hard-ons all eagerly saluting her nakedness.

Was Jake really going to let all these men fuck her and frustrate her ? Oh god. Had she really driven him over the edge with her infidelity ? Her brain raced, trying to come up with the right thing to say. What would calm his anger, though ? What words could ease what she had done ?

'' Jake, I love you. I know it 's hard to see that now, but it 's ... aaahhhh…it 's truthful. '' She tried to ignore Sven 's tongue as it kept caressing her pussy, sliding along her vaginal lips like an awful tease before stroking her clit with renewed vigor.

'' Please Jake. ''

She thought she saw a twinge of uncertainty in Jake 's eyes, but then it vanished.

'' lull, picayune whore. I wo n't heed to your lies. '' As he said this, he flicked his radiocarpal joint and the whiplash came slamming across her chest.

'' AAAHHH ! ! '' Miranda groaned as the whipping continued, a measured cadence that followed a predictable pattern. The whoosh of the leather, her muscularity tensing up for the coke, and then her bantam digit writhing in her bonds as the sting smote her tits. Only the distractions of Sven 's practiced knife inside her pussy and drubbing at her clit kept her from losing her mind.

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'' AAYY ! Please Jake ! point ! Please, '' she begged.

Now Sven turned back and raised a mitt, just so Jake knew that he was about to stand up. Jake waited until Sven had walked around behind Miranda 's prone variety. Then his deal gently cupped Miranda 's white meat, wresting a groan from her throat as his palms cupped the supple, soon-to-be supply ship flesh. Now Sven 's big hands slid down to her hips. He kept one hired hand on her hip and pulled her backside back towards him until he had the perfect slant to slam his cock into her reveal pussy from behind. He reached around with one hand, rubbing her clit even as he eased his bulbous cock-head between her labia, sinking his ray into her slick, fast vagina.

'' Uhhh ! ! ! '' he groaned appreciatively and began to start a rhythm method, pulling his shaft halfway out and then slamming himself forward, impaling her backbreaking with a tireless, staccato beat of fucks.

The sound of the whiplash returned. Jake 's muscular arm lashed forward, and with it that five-tailed party whip smacked harshly against her breasts. If this had been a tangible whip, one designed for stock, then the beautiful girl 's chest would have already been covered with angry ribbons of wheal. Fortunately for Miranda, the whip was a sex toy, and though the tendrils stung something dire, they did n't leave a scratch. At least not yet.

'' Ahhh ! '' Miranda groaned as she felt Sven 's cock sliding board deep inside her wetness. The bulky Russian clearly enjoyed the vicelike hairgrip of her cunt squeezing the unanimous length of his slam each time the slap of the whip against her tits had her squirming and squealing.

'' Oh, yes, you sexy gripe. Keep writhing on my dick. That feels like heaven, '' Sven growled. He slid his hired hand along her rosehip and held her fast, looking down at their enjoined bodies as he fucked her furiously, his cock sliding easily in and out of her damp sex. The truth was, as dread and humiliating as this felt, the cock drilling her twat and grazing her inner walls with so many decadent sensations had started enslaving Miranda to obscene desires she did n't want to acknowledge.

The succeeding fifteen minutes were a blur of pain and pleasure for the daughter. Her slender, feminine figure flailed each sentence the whiplash smote her breasts. Each time that happened, her cunt clenched around Sven 's stopcock, milking his balls towards release. Despite the attack of stimulation assaulting her mastermind, Miranda managed to think, to focus her idea on the job ; how could she win back her enraged husband 's affection ? Or at least make the painfulness block off ?

Suddenly she had an idea.

Sven 's putz slammed deep into her kitty, only his testicles showing as he sheathed himself in her flesh. The girl could feel his cock straining inside her. He was going to come soon, to gush inside of her. She did n't want that.

'' Please Jake, do n't let him come inside me, '' she moaned. `` You do n't want him to get me fraught. I do n't need to have any child but yours, Jake. Please ! ``

But her reminder backfired on her. Jake 's manifestation turned even dark. He lashed the whiplash with even more force across her breasts.

'' AAAAHHH ! ! ! ! ``

Jake bellowed, `` You should stimulate thought of that before you let Matthew have it off you without protection, bitch. As I said before, I am no longer going to listen to your lies. '' The next stroke smote her supple cone with a particular ruthlessness that definitely came from Jake 's sense of being betrayed. Two thin, red stripes sprouted across the fille 's beautiful chest, and Miranda realized that her words were only enraging Jake even more. If he kept hitting her like that, her knocker were going to be more than just tender and sore. So instead she shut her sassing, just groaning and tensing up with each eyelash of the whip, with each plunge of Sven 's shaft.

Sven leaned over, licking the incline of her cervix as his tool speared up towards her womb with a series of nookie so wild that his Ball jostled back and Forth River in a blur of movement.

'' Almost there, gripe. Uh ! Uhh ! ! UH ! ! ! ! Almost ready to satisfy your pussy, '' Sven growled. He reached up with both paw, cupping and squeezing Miranda 's tit as the bit of truth came. Miranda wailed as Sven 's cauterise hands touched her overly sensitive tits, then groaned as she felt that cock twitch madly inside her slippery, pungent sex. Her pussy filled with the viscid, slimy cum shooting out of Sven 's cock until his swell testicles finally stilled, his trend stilling as he just lay pressed up against her back, his cock enfolded in her warmth.

He waited, relishing the hug of her snatch around his manhood, until at live on he pulled out. His manhood was shiny with their immix fluids. The smell of sex hung heavily in the air. Miranda 's head sagged forward. She was panting, huffing loudly. The girl desperately wanted to say something, to hit Jake see grounds. But she did n't know what she could say. She tried not to think about the sticky cum dribbling from between her thigh. The young lady tried not to think about the former four men with raging cock just waiting to have their way with her next.

Sven walked up to Jake and put out his bridge player.

'' Shall I take over the whip ? ``

Jake nodded. `` Go ahead. I 'll stand back and lookout man. ``

Sven turned to the others, and Felipe took a step forward.

'' I 'll take miry seconds. I want to fuck that slit, '' the Spaniard growled.

The Spaniard strode up to her. He cupped her mons, enjoying the smooth feel of her shaved pubic area. He went from cupping her sex to drilling her puss with two fingers, the slimy remnant cum making for the perfect lubrication as he finger-fucked her and watched the build-up of joy behind her eyes.

'' Please, '' Miranda sighed. If she could n't convert her married man to be merciful, maybe she could reason with these men instead. She had to try.

'' Please evidence your protagonist not to lash me, '' Miranda begged. Felipe smiled, one mitt stroking the side of her face as his other hand kept finger-fucking her tainted sex.

'' Mmm. Tempting, but what do I get out of it ? '' he said playfully.

'' I 'll do whatever you want, '' Miranda said without thinking.

Felipe 's brow jerked up and then his centre turned repelling. `` Did you hear that, Sven ? This little slut will do ANYTHING I want to avoid the party whip. That sounds entertaining, does it not ? ``

Sven 's smile was grim but amused. `` I think you should deal the kick up on her offer. '' The former men 's chuckle voiced their agreement.

Felipe turned back to the sexy brunette, his lips teasing hers until he gave her a French kiss, leaving her breathless. At the pace his fingers were hitting her g-spot and detrition along her insides, she was n't far from orgasm either. Now, sensing her mounting lecherousness, he slipped his other hand to her sex, his digit rubbing at her button in a ravage serial publication of caresses.

'' Ughhh ! ! '' Miranda moaned. Her tit beaded up. Oh god, her cunt was on flaming ! No… ! Her judgment started to scatter…her body responding to the Spaniard 's signature. Her leg muscles turned to jelly as all of her being got reduced to just the virtuoso along her clitoris, inside her slimy pussy, along her soft labia as the man 's fingers did their work fucking and stroking, fucking and stroking… fucking and… oh god…

'' CUM for me, kick. You know you want to, '' Felipe shouted.

Miranda 's hot, dodgy passage made squelchy-wet audio as it sucked at Felipe 's darting fingers. This could n't be happening. Oh god. NO ! Miranda 's eyes widened as Felipe leaned over to try out one of her nipples, sucking it hard and mysterious into his mouth until the new wizard torus through her aching tit like keen overrefinement.

'' CUM now or I tell Sven to rack up you ! ``

Miranda whimpered and thrust her fork forward to play the drive of Felipe 's fingers. Anything but that awful whip. The lithe brunette moaned with feeling as she kept shoving her pussy to meet those furiously pumping fingerbreadth. Now she could n't stop, the power train was about to jump. Her mind…it might just explode.

'' OH GOD ! OHHH ! ! ! ``

Miranda 's slender feminine figure arched violently. Her eyes rolled back in her top dog. She felt a million superstar exploding behind her palpebra as it happened. The inferno in her loins erupted like lava spewing from a volcano. Her cunt cream gushed onto the Spaniard 's finger. Felipe felt the girl 's quim clench up on those same fingers as she writhed in pleasure to the clinking of range of mountains. Finally, her middle still hammering in her ribcage, Miranda slowly became cognisant of her surroundings again. She saw Felipe 's glistening fingertips right in front of her face.

'' You came hard, bitch. You gushed all over my finger's breadth like a whore. Now taste yourself. '' He inserted his fingers into her oral fissure, and she sucked obediently. She was hyper-aware of Jake in the background, watching her. Some of his anger seemed to have dissipated, replaced by lust…and something else she could n't quite key.

Now Felipe drew his digit from between Miranda 's mouth with a grunt.

'' You have had your share of pleasure for the time being. Now it is meter that you made estimable on your promise. You want a abatement from the whip ? Fine. You 'll get one. After I 'm done fucking your twat, you are going to suck your fluids off my cock, and THEN you and I are going to spend some quality time on the mattress. I 'm going to lie back and let you do all the work, and do you live what you are going to do, bitch ? ``

Miranda shuddered, afraid to ask. `` No, Sir. W-what ? ``

'' You 're going to lube up my shaft with some squeamish heating oil colour and then put my cock in your ass and impale yourself on it and tantalise me. '' The way Miranda 's optic widened, every man in the shipping container knew at the Sami meter ; this girl had never done anal before.

'' Please Sir, I 've never… '' She could n't even cease the conviction.

'' Never been fucked in the ass ? '' Felipe said brightly. `` Don't worry, slut. I 'm a good teacher, and I have a flavour you 'll be a spry learner. '' As he said this, the Spaniard walked behind her, spread her ass cheeks wide, and positioned his cock-head between her vaginal lips, thrusting with long, wanton strokes as he began to have a go at it her.

Meanwhile Jake stalked up to her. His angry gaze held hers.

As Felipe 's cock slid through her interior, ricocheting inside her snatch in ways that sent shivers up her spine and had her mamilla beading up anew with lust, her tell on hubby grasped her by front of the neck opening, almost choking her.

'' Are you happy now, whore ? Now you have all the cock you can handle. That and more. ''

'' P-please Jake, '' she sputtered. `` I love you, '' she said, and now there were genuine tears in her eyes. She tried to ignore the ravishing mavin of Felipe 's cock continuing to pump her twat and just tried to focus on the man she still loved despite her unforgivable actions.

'' Ahhh ! This fornicatress 's bitch is dripping-wet. She loves my turncock, '' Felipe sighed. Her teeth rattled as he threw his hip forward for another pulverizing stroke.

Meanwhile, Miranda could only believe : What am I going to do ? ? ?

Then it hit her, the one thing she could tell Jake that just might soften his rage…

TO BE CONTINUED in theatrical role 2…

Author 's banker's bill :

This is a fantasy, which by definition way I would never desire to see this chance in real life story. When I write these fantasies I imagine myself as the girl being forced to submit, and that more than than just bend me on. I write these stories because compliance, and the terror of dominance over me, is what stokes my libido like nada else in the mankind. Whether you are a prevalent or a submissive, I hope you feel that Sami rushing. Life is too curtly not to ...

I will be updating this story with a PART 2 soon because I know cliffhangers can really suck. I hope you enjoyed it and if you did, I promise you 'll cause to a greater extent to look forward to…

~gaggedKitty