***Disclaimer : This chronicle has strong nonconsent root. I do not excuse any of these acts in real life and this is a dark fantasy - nothing lupus erythematosus, zilch more. ***

Miranda awoke in a expectant transport container about 8 by 40 foot long. That 's all she knew as she came to from whatever he 'd drug her with. Miranda Shaw was a beautiful 23-year-old girl. She was 5'4, slim almost to the power point of petite, with tenacious, charcoal-dark pilus, chocolate-brown eyes, pale tegument, and perfectly shaped breasts which were neither too small nor too big.

Jake Shaw, Miranda 's husband, was her reverse in so many means. He was built like a man 's man. Tall and sturdy, muscles rippled across his iron-hard build of 6'4. His loaded butt could usually be counted on to make Miranda salivate, especially when he was n't wearing anything below the waistline. If Miranda was fragile, like wisps of silk, then Jake Shaw was all triple-forged steel. He sported a soot-colored dark beard with a crescent scrape near the bottom of his leftover brass, and right now he was staring at her with those intense gray eyes.

Miranda was used to seeing those greyness eyes warm to liquid ash gray whenever they turned in her direction, but not now. No. And it was all her defect.

Something very different burned in those eyes just now. wrath. betrayal. Rage.

'' HOW LONG ? '' His voice rang out in the shipping container like a judge shouting out a guilty verdict.

She tried to answer but could n't. She could hardly even move. The slender missy was completely raw. He 'd stop up up her somewhat mouth with a cock-shaped Ball gag fastened to her jaw. Her beseeching eyes did n't seem to strike him at all. trammel around her ankles were anchored to big iron rings attached to the merchant vessels container 's base. They forced her legs wide of the mark apart, exposing her helpless, tantalizing, smoothly-shaved cunt. At the Lapplander sentence her shackled wrists were hoisted by range luxuriously above her head, each chain strung to iron out hoop set along the container 's ceiling.

'' PLLSSSS ! ''

Let me explicate. Please, Jake !

That was what she wanted to say, but of class she couldn't—not with that awful gag stuffing her mouth…and now it was too late. The damage 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 grip and plaited tips. He swished the whiplash idly back and forth, thoughtful and yet still clearly enraged.

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

Saint Matthew the Apostle, her bodyguard. She closed her optic. Her nub sank. It was exactly what she 'd feared. He knew. Oh god…

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

A hotel rooms, sumptuously furnished, appeared in the background. A profuse queen-size bed with gilt piece of paper filled up most of the room. A gorgeous brunette knelt on those golden piece of paper, on her hands and genu as she faced the cover camera. She was bare, her white meat shaking with the force 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 mating. The gaudy smacking speech sound continued each time the man 's genital organ slammed into the female child 's sexy ass. The man reached around, cupping one white meat as he fucked her.

The little girl squealed with lust. `` Yes, infant, fuck this pussy. OH St. Matthew the Apostle, fuck my picayune pussy raw. elongate my pussy. render me a baby ! Oh god ! Oh fuck ! fucking me ! ``

Miranda closed her eyes with an awful feeling as the video recording of her and Matthew making have it off continued to playact in front of her. Jake muted the audio. Now he stepped up to her, lifting her chin with one finger. `` That image and those words will forever be seared into my brain, bitch. Forever. ``

Tears momentarily sprang into her husband 's eye. `` Why, Miranda ? Why ? ! '' The rhetorical question hung like anguish in the air.

What made it all that practically bad was that she and Jake had been trying for a baby for months. That she was fucking another man without protection—willing to cuckold Jake—perhaps that was what put Jake 's angriness over the edge. She had been willing to layer one story of deception on top of another, willing to let Jake facilitate her rear a nestling that might not be truly theirs.

With a deadened regard, Jake unfastened the globe 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 carpus, and the whip 's tendrils lashed out, smacking squarely across Miranda 's lissom cones as she cried out.

'' AAYY ! ! Please Jake, let me explicate. '' Her passably look crumpled for a moment. `` I did n't mean to… Matthew and I were just with each former all the meter while you were on your business enterprise trip-up. As my bodyguard, he was just always there, always watching over me. It was n't something that we consciously chose to do. It just form of gradually…happened. I never wanted to injure you, Jake. Please, you have to consider me ! ``

There was another loud WHOOSH of the whip, and this time the five tendrils lashed at her exposed sex.

'' AAAY ! '' She cried out as those tendrils barely missed her clitoris. Then he walked up to her, gently stroking her sex instead. For a brief, cute metre, his finger were like a balm on her pussy, caressing her joy nub.

'' It…'just happened'Miranda ? Did it 'just happen'that you were okay fucking Matthew without a condom, having his minor instead of mine ? Was that unplanned too ? Or did you simply not even care ? '' Jake leaned forward and pressed his rim to Miranda 's, his tongue exploring her mouth in a long, burning kiss which she returned with a groan. Suddenly he pulled back with a tremor.

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

What she deserved ? What did that mean ? Thoughts whirled and raced through her mind as Jake drew back and banged on the side of the cargo ships container with his fist. Five men dressed all in black walked inside. All five began to immediately strip, leaving their dress in a heap along the far side of the shipping container until they were naked. All were delicious specimens of the male race.

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

Miranda'heart widened as she saw the five men with their prospicient, thick cocks 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 biggest of the bunch, with his shaved caput, tree-trunk thick biceps, and his cock 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 mesomorphic. Radic and Viktor were definitely Slavic in appearance, with rugged feature, and Felipe ? The Spaniard had seductive greenish-brown eyes and a more angular facial expression, his flesh less bulky than the others. All five men 's gazes caressed her naked figure with a thirstiness that left Miranda 's backtalk completely dry.

'' Please, Jake. You do n't have to do this. We can work on this out. Jake, I still love you. You 're my married man ! Jake, please ! ''

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

'' There are plenty of sex plaything in the bag, valet de chambre. Indulge yourselves at this beef 's disbursal. form sure she suffers. I want her fucked in all her holes. other than that, anything goes…and I literally mean ANYTHING. ''

Sven, the leader with the shaved head, came toward her first. He turned back toward Jake at the last import.

'' Happy to accommodate Sir, but do you beware if I make a trace ? ``

'' Go ahead, '' Jake said.

'' In my experience there are few things more sensitive than a girl 's knocker under the lash of a lash. And there are few things more exquisite than feeling a young woman writhe with your rooster inside of her. '' He pointed at the whiplash, and then slid his gaze to Miranda 's breasts.

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

Jake seemed a picayune surprised at the suggestion, but he nodded.

Sven suddenly knelt between the girl 's legs, lapping at her pussy with his greedy natural language. Miranda closed her eyes, biting her lip to stifle the moan that wanted to sneak out.

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

Miranda 's words died like moths hit by a hurricane as Sven 's tongue stroked along her diminutive nerve big money, creating a tight burn mark deep in her loins. Her cunt clenched up, her belly clenched up, and she felt a wetness start to shape between her thighs as Sven started getting through to her. His tongue Columba deeper, exploring her soft, soon-to-be slippery folds, and his hands gently cupped her beautiful young ass. The phone of his loud slurps and suction filled the shipping container while Miranda looked down, helpless to hold on the lecherousness building inside of her. Meanwhile, she remained all too aware of the four early men with rigid erection all eagerly saluting her nakedness.

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

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

'' Please Jake. ''

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

'' Quiet, little whore. I wo n't heed to your Lie. '' 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 measure that followed a predictable pattern. The whoosh of the leather, her muscles tensing up for the setback, and then her diminutive human body writhing in her bonds as the sting smote her pap. Only the distractions of Sven 's practiced tongue inside her pussy and licking at her clitoris kept her from losing her intellect.

SMACK.

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

Now Sven turned back and raised a hand, just so Jake knew that he was about to stand up. Jake waited until Sven had walked around behind Miranda 's prone figure. Then his paw gently cupped Miranda 's breasts, wresting a groan from her throat as his palms cupped the supple, soon-to-be tender flesh. Now Sven 's big workforce slid down to her hips. He kept one hand on her hip and pulled her butt back towards him until he had the unadulterated angle to slam his cock into her exposed pussy from stern. He reached around with one hand, rubbing her clit even as he eased his bulbous cock-head between her labia, sinking his shaft into her slick magazine, tight vagina.

'' Uhhh ! ! ! '' he groaned appreciatively and began to lead off a rhythm, pulling his cock halfway out and then slamming himself forward, impaling her backbreaking with a tireless, disconnected rhythm of fucks.

The auditory sensation of the whip returned. Jake 's muscular arm lashed forward, and with it that five-tailed whip smacked harshly against her breasts. If this had been a rattling whip, one designed for stock, then the beautiful missy 's breasts would have already been covered with angry decoration of wheal. Fortunately for Miranda, the whip was a sex toy, and though the tendrils stung something frightful, they did n't leave a crisscross. At to the lowest degree not yet.

'' Ahhh ! '' Miranda groaned as she felt Sven 's peter playground slide deep inside her wetness. The bulky Russian clearly enjoyed the vicelike traction of her pussy squeezing the whole length of his barb each time the smack of the whip against her teat had her squirming and squealing.

'' Oh, yes, you sexy bitch. Keep writhing on my shaft. That feels like heaven, '' Sven growled. He slid his hands along her rose hip and held her fast, looking down at their order bodies as he fucked her furiously, his shaft sliding easily in and out of her damp sex. The trueness was, as awful and humiliating as this felt, the cock drilling her pussy 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 next 15 minutes were a blur of pain sensation and pleasure for the girl. Her slender, feminine shape flailed each time the party whip smote her knocker. Each clock time that happened, her cunt clenched around Sven 's cock, milking his balls towards departure. Despite the onslaught of stimulation assaulting her brain, Miranda managed to cerebrate, to concenter her judgment on the job ; how could she win back her maddened husband 's affection ? Or at to the lowest degree relieve oneself the pain stop ?

Suddenly she had an musical theme.

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

'' Please Jake, do n't let him fall inside me, '' she moaned. `` You do n't want him to get me pregnant. I do n't need to hold any baby but yours, Jake. Please ! ``

But her reminder backfired on her. Jake 's expression turned even unappeasable. He lashed the whiplash with even more force across her titty.

'' AAAAHHH ! ! ! ! ``

Jake bellowed, `` You should have thought of that before you let Matthew fuck you without trade protection, cunt. As I said before, I am no longer going to listen to your Trygve Halvden Lie. '' The next diagonal smote her slender cone with a special cruelty that definitely came from Jake 's sensation of being betrayed. Two thin, red stripes sprouted across the girl 's beautiful breasts, and Miranda realized that her parole were only enraging Jake even more. If he kept hitting her like that, her breasts were going to be more than just tender and sore. So instead she shut her mouth, just groaning and tensing up with each whip of the party whip, with each dip of Sven 's shaft.

Sven leaned over, licking the side of her neck as his cock speared up towards her uterus with a serial of fucking so furious that his lump jostled back and Forth River in a fuzz of motion.

'' Almost there, bitch. Uh ! Uhh ! ! UH ! ! ! ! Almost cook to satisfy your pussy, '' Sven growled. He reached up with both hands, cupping and squeezing Miranda 's white meat as the moment of truth came. Miranda wailed as Sven 's cauterize men touched her overly sensitive nipple, then groaned as she felt that stopcock twitch madly inside her slippery, mordacious sex. Her twat filled with the glutinous, slimy cum shooting out of Sven 's cock until his swollen testicles finally stilled, his bowel movement stilling as he just lay pressed up against her back, his pecker enfolded in her warmth.

He waited, relishing the hug of her snatch around his manhood, until at finale he pulled out. His humanness was shiny with their combined fluids. The scent 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 throw Jake see reason. But she did n't know what she could say. She tried not to think about the pasty cum dribbling from between her thighs. The girl tried not to think about the other four men with raging pecker just waiting to give birth their way with her next.

Sven walked up to Jake and put out his hand.

'' Shall I take over the whip ? ``

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

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

'' I 'll engage soggy second base. I want to fuck that kitty-cat, '' the Spaniard growled.

The Spaniard strode up to her. He cupped her mons, enjoying the smooth look of her plane pubic country. He went from cupping her sex to drilling her bozo with two fingers, the slimy leftover cum making for the perfect lubrication as he finger-fucked her and watched the build-up of pleasure behind her eyes.

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

'' Please tell your friend not to whip me, '' Miranda begged. Felipe smiled, one script stroking the side of her face as his other hand kept finger-fucking her defile 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 eyebrow jerked up and then his eyes turned wicked. `` Did you hear that, Sven ? This little strumpet will do ANYTHING I want to invalidate the whip. That sounds entertaining, does it not ? ``

Sven 's grin was downhearted but amused. `` I think you should conduct the squawk up on her offer. '' The other men 's chortle voiced their agreement.

Felipe turned back to the sexy brunette, his back talk teasing hers until he gave her a French candy kiss, leaving her breathless. At the rate his fingerbreadth were hitting her g-spot and detrition along her insides, she was n't far from sexual climax either. Now, sensing her mounting lust, he slipped his early hand to her sex, his fingers rubbing at her clit in a devastating serial publication of caresses.

'' Ughhh ! ! '' Miranda moaned. Her nipples beaded up. Oh god, her puss was on fire ! No… ! Her mind started to scatter…her body responding to the Spaniard 's touch. Her leg muscles turned to jelly as all of her being got reduced to just the maven along her clit, inside her unworthy pussy, along her delicate labia as the man 's fingerbreadth did their work fucking and stroking, fucking and stroking… fucking and… oh god…

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

Miranda 's hot, slick transition made squelchy-wet speech sound as it sucked at Felipe 's darting digit. This could n't be happening. Oh god. NO ! Miranda 's eyes widened as Felipe leaned over to taste one of her tit, sucking it tough and deep into his mouth until the new sensation torus through her aching tit like exquisite torture.

'' CUM now or I tell Sven to strap you ! ``

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

'' OH GOD ! OHHH ! ! ! ``

Miranda 's slender feminine design arched violently. Her centre rolled back in her head. She felt a million stars exploding behind her eyelids as it happened. The inferno in her loins erupted like lava spewing from a volcano. Her bitch cream gushed onto the Spaniard 's fingers. Felipe felt the girl 's quim clinch up on those Saame fingers as she writhed in pleasance to the clinking of chains. Finally, her inwardness still hammering in her ribcage, Miranda slowly became aware of her surround 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 fancy woman. Now taste yourself. '' He inserted his fingers into her sass, and she sucked obediently. She was hyper-aware of Jake in the background, watching her. Some of his wrath seemed to let dissipated, replaced by lust…and something else she could n't quite distinguish.

Now Felipe drew his fingers from between Miranda 's lips with a grunt.

'' You have had your share of pleasure for the time being. Now it is time that you made safe on your promise. You want a reprieve from the whip ? fine. You 'll get one. After I 'm done fucking your puss, you are going to suck your fluids off my prick, and THEN you and I are going to spend some quality clock time on the mattress. I 'm going to lie back and let you do all the body of work, and do you know what you are going to do, bitch ? ``

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

'' You 're going to lube up my cock with some overnice warming oils and then put my cock in your ass and impale yourself on it and depend upon me. '' The way Miranda 's eyes widened, every man in the merchant marine container knew at the same time ; this miss had never done anal before.

'' Please Sir, I 've never… '' She could n't even finish the sentence.

'' Never been fucked in the ass ? '' Felipe said brightly. `` Don't headache, trollop. I 'm a respectable teacher, and I have a feeling you 'll be a speedy learner. '' As he said this, the Spaniard walked behind her, spread her ass nerve wide, and positioned his cock-head between her vaginal lips, thrusting with long, easy apoplexy as he began to have sex her.

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

As Felipe 's cock slid through her insides, ricocheting inside her cunt in ways that sent shake up her spine and had her tit beading up anew with lust, her rat married man grasped her by front of the neck, 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 actual tear in her eyes. She tried to ignore the ravishing sensations of Felipe 's prick continuing to pump her pussy and just tried to focus on the man she still loved despite her unforgivable actions.

'' Ahhh ! This slut 's cunt is dripping-wet. She loves my pecker, '' Felipe sighed. Her dentition rattled as he threw his rose hip forward for another pulverizing stroke.

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

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

TO BE CONTINUED in theatrical role 2…

author 's Note :

This is a fantasy, which by definition means I would never require to see this fall out in real liveliness. When I write these fantasies I imagine myself as the girl being forced to pass on, and that more than just grow me on. I write these write up because meekness, and the scourge of dominance over me, is what stokes my libido like nothing else in the earth. Whether you are a rife or a slavish, I hope you feel that same haste. life-time is too curt not to ...

I will be updating this story with a section 2 soon because I know cliffhangers can really take up. I hope you enjoyed it and if you did, I promise you 'll sustain Thomas More to look forward to…

~gaggedKitty