Abductions R Us – story #2. Wife orders a gang bang
Introduction:
My name is Brad, and this story is one of the events from my new enterprise, Abductions R Us. This is a business idea that came to me during a drunken brainstorming session. The concept is we get hired to create a situation to allow our client to get sex from a targeted person or set the targeted person up for someone else to have sex with. It always has involved sex in some way so far. My buddy, Jimmy, and I are using our skills to create events to benefit the person hiring us. And we get paid for our efforts. It is a Win-Win situation. Here is the story of a woman who hired us to fake an abduction of her, and for her to get gang banged in front of her husband:
We got a message thru the website we set up. A woman, using the name Wanda, said she had a husband who no longer had any sexual desire for her. She was just the opposite and had a very high sex drive, so she was understandably frustrated about the situation. She wanted us to arrange for her and her husband to be abducted and for her to be gang raped. She wanted her hubby to witness the gang bang and become aware of what he was missing. And, she always had a hidden desire to be sexually assaulted by a group of men. She wanted to be helpless and dominated. For me, this scenario seemed like a fun way to spend a weekend night, so we quickly responded back to her.
As is our practice, Jimmy and I met the client, Wanda, at a coffee shop. We sat in a set of over-stuffed living room chairs that were arranged in a small grouping. We wanted to make sure she was legit and had the money to pay for the event. I told her this was not gonna be cheap, but I did not give an amount. I wanted to know more details before committing to the abduction. She did not hesitate and said “OK”.
Wanda was a beautiful woman. She was tiny in stature, just a bit over five feet tall, I would guess, and maybe a hundred pounds of pure woman. She had lovely full breasts, and from what I could see poking thru her thin dress, very prominent and hard nipples. Wanda wore a short, one-piece summer dress, which buttoned up in the front. She had left a few strategic buttons undone, which exposed her enchanting cleavage. I suppose she wanted to tease us a bit and show us that she was dead serious about this need of hers to be used by strange men. After just a few minutes of conversation she had me fully convinced.
The entire time we were chatting in the coffee shop, she kept her hands in her lap, but I noticed she nervously fidgeted with the buttons near the hem of her dress. She was unconsciously unbuttoning and buttoning the bottom button. I noticed that she had finally abandoned the lowest button, leaving it undone, and had moved up to the next one. I sat across from her and she would occasionally cross and uncross her legs, nervously, as she told us of her desires for the event. When she did that, and as she held the next button up with her delicate fingers, I caught a glimpse of her crotch. Wanda was not wearing any panties. And she was completely shaved. Her slim thighs left a gap between her legs, which perfectly framed her lovely snatch. After a few more leg uncrossings and pulling up her hem, I could easily see that her cunt was wet and glistening. She was evidently very aroused about the topic. Jimmy nudged me to make sure I was seeing what he saw. He is a true friend.
Wanda’s chest and cleavage had a reddish blush to it, and she seemed to be breathing a bit erratically. Had I been more of a gentleman, I would have suggested that she switch to a decaf coffee, but it was too late for that. Jimmy and I would just have to deal with Wanda nervously exposing herself as she told us more details of what she wanted to happen. I guess a better man would have pointed out to her that her womanly charms were exposed, but that would have been impolite. And I am not about to embarrass a new client with a tiny detail like seeing her pussy lips dripping juice. After all, I am a gentleman.
Wanda had apparently thought a lot about the details of the abduction. She said it had to happen away from any crowd with few witnesses. The plan was for her and her husband to be going out to dinner. She would tell him they needed to first stop at a shop in an unfamiliar part of town so that she could pick up an antique book that she ordered. She had the address of the place and actually bought a book to pick up. She would tell hubby to stay in the car, parked on a side street, and she would go in to get the book. When she came out, and near her car, we would pull up in a van and grab her. Her hubby would jump from the car and then we’d grab him too.
The staged abduction was to happen next Saturday night. She figured to be at the bookstore just before it closed. Fewer people on the street meant less chance being spotted, she said.
I decided on the fee to set up the abduction. I discussed what we would need to do and the details for each part of the event. Wanda agreed to the price. She did not know this, but the amount was pretty modest considering all the effort we would go to pull this off. She would only be covering the costs and just a bit more for this service because we also planned on charging each of the attendees who were gonna come there to fuck her. This might seem to be unfair to Wanda, but I am trying to build a business here, and so I need to earn money when the opportunity presented itself. And Wanda was one hell of an opportunity. I had a network of healthy, horny guys who would pay dearly for this chance to do nasty things with a beautiful, willing woman.
After listening to Wanda go on about her husband’s lack of interest in her sexually, I could not believe she was married to a man who would not service her nightly. But I am not going to judge him. Maybe he had low testosterone. That’s what all the internet advertisements say, anyway. Our plans were to have her fully ravished while her hubby was hog-tied up and a witness to the whole event. I guess she wanted him to see what he was missing.
During our initial meeting with Wanda, she told Jimmy and me what she wanted done to her. She was quite the adventurous girl. She wanted to be forced to suck dicks, of course, and wanted both her cunt and asshole to be violated. And if we got rough with her, all the better. She was instantly at the top of my list for client of the year. I had a few more experiences planned that she had not mentioned that I figured the boys would enjoy. After all, I have more than just Wanda to entertain.
As we finished our meeting, I asked Wanda to pose for a few photos. I told her it was to entice my friends to show up. She meekly agreed, and I got a few shots of her sitting, with her legs casually spread apart. She then stood and I took a few more. She was very photogenic.
So, the plans were put into motion. Wanda met us again the next day to sign a release form and pay us cash for event. She was blushing with a broad smile as she handed Jimmy the money. Her lifelong dream of being gang banged was finally going to happen.
Saturday came. I had rented a van with a side sliding door and no windows. We used a buddy as the driver, and he parked the van across the street from the bookstore. Jimmy and I would be the ones to grab Wanda, and we had two more guys in the van to grab the husband. I decided at the last minute that we should wear hoods to cover our faces during the kidnapping . We had wrist ties ready to go, but they were primarily for her hubby. We did not know how much he would fight back. The rest of our fuck mates were already waiting at the storage building and had brought plenty of beer to keep the evening fun.
My heart raced as I stood outside the bookstore after we saw her walk in. I watched thru the glass. A few minutes later, she was exiting with her purchase. I signaled the van to get ready. She walked past me, giving me a knowing smile, and I followed her around the corner. Jimmy and I quickly doffed our hoods. Just as she was about to step into her car, the van pulled up and screeched to a halt. My two guys jumped from the sliding door and pulled hubby from the driver’s side. I grabbed Wanda and she made a good showing of fighting me off, but I yelled out that we would hurt her husband if she fought us. She stopped struggling and we tossed her into the van, along with her husband. We secured their wrists behind their back and added black hoods over their heads. One of the guys then drove their car to the storage building where the fun would occur. We were trying to be courteous and not leave their car abandoned and possibly stolen or get a parking ticket. No one wants a parking ticket.
As you can expect, the husband was yelling and demanded to know what we were doing. Our alibi was to tell him that we had been hired to collect a debt that he owed. He kept insisting that we had the wrong guy. I told him I didn’t care and that we were going to get his money or take it out on his wife. He began sobbing under the hood. I started to feel sorry for him, but not enough to call things off. I was enjoying my job too much to worry about his feelings.
We arrived at the storage building. We hustled Wanda and hubby in and tossed them against a pillar and tied them up. We did not remove their hoods until everyone was situated and we had them secured. I was ready to pull off Wanda’s hood to reveal her to the boys. There was a dozen of us, all total for this event and when they saw how beautiful Wanda was, there was a spontaneous gasp and a cheer. She really was a stunning woman. We moved hubby to a chair in the corner and tied him securely. We then pulled off his hood and he blinked and shook his head to get his wits about him. I told him we had been hired by his debt collector and if he was not going to pay the money owed, tonight, we would all fuck his wife. He pleaded again saying we had the wrong man, but he never asked how much he “owed” or offered to pay anything to end this assault.
I told him to think about the situation he was in. He was helpless and no one knew where he and his wife were, and that we had all the cards in our hands. He was dumbstruck and just sat there not saying a word.
I grabbed Wanda and pulled her to her feet. She had her hands still bound behind her back. I showed her to the boys, as I ran my hands across her hips and up over her breasts. She was wearing the same one-piece dress that she wore when we met at the coffee shop. I unbuttoned it as she stood stiff as a statue. I had her wrist binding cut so I could remove her dress completely. She wore no undergarments was instantly naked. All the boys just cooed and murmured to themselves again about how lovely she was. Her husband just watched silently.
I told her to get on her knees. The boys moved in and surrounded her, with their erections protruding from their pants, aimed at her face. I told her “You know what to do, bitch”. She willingly opened her lovely mouth and leaned toward the closest prick. She sucked him like she had done this a hundred times. Wanda used her hands to stroke the dick as she lavished it with slobbery attention. Another dick was near, and she grabbed it and began stroking it as she deep throated the first guy. She rotated around, on her knees, to service each guy in the circle, but not bringing anyone off. I could tell she was just getting everyone primed and ready to go for the real fun that was ahead. Jimmy and I just looked at each other and grinned. Wanda was playing the part perfectly.
After she had warmed all the guys up with her oral attention, she was tied onto a stuffed, leather covered ottoman that we dragged from the corner of the room. Her knees were on the ground and her arms were tied behind her back. Her cunt glistened with moisture. One of the guys (all were naked at this point), positioned himself behind her and speared her with his cock. He plunged into her wet cunt, and she gasped at being suddenly filled. Another guy shoved his cock in her mouth and held her head as he face-fucked her. She was gurgling and slurping while his dick stroked in and out of her willing mouth. I looked over at her husband. He was sitting there looking on with disbelief that this was happening to his wife. His mouth gaped open, in total shock.
The guy who was in her pussy quickly rammed it home. He pulled her arms back as he rapidly stroked in and out of her tight pussy. After several minutes of effort, he climaxed and spewed the first load of cum into Wanda that evening. He slowly eased out of her and his freshly deposited sperm began to drain from her pussy. There was just a brief pause, then another guy took his place and furiously began pounding his cock into her. Wanda groaned in pain and with lust as she was brutally assaulted. I am sure most of her sounds of anguish were for hubby’s ears, since she definitely was getting exactly what she expected.
I watched intently the expression on Wanda’s face while the first guy fucked her mouth. She had her eyes closed, intently concentrating on all the sensations that she was feeling. Her face was red, and sweat was forming on her forehead. Her hair was dangling down, covering her eyes, and getting tangled up in the fingers of the guy who was fucking her face That guy later blurted out that he was cumming then dumped his load of sperm down her throat. She struggled to swallow it and much ended up dripping out of her mouth, spilling down her chin and on to the ottoman. She was quickly becoming a sloppy mess. I expected better table manners from Wanda.
The parade of fuckers began to get revved up as the boys were feeling more comfortable in assaulting Wanda. They could tell from her groans of pleasure that she was enjoying this situation. The next guy stabbed into her slick pussy and fucked her a while. Then he pulled out and swabbed his erection on her dripping pussy. He used that mixture of her pussy juice and the cum from the previous guy to butter up her asshole. He lined up his throbbing prick to her shit hole and paused a moment, then pushed in. As soon as he penetrated her, she must have had an orgasm because she groaned loudly, and her thighs shook for several moments. I just grinned to myself. I was happy that our client was being treated properly. The guy in her ass pummeled her hole for several minutes. Wanda reached back and clenched both butt cheeks, spreading herself open, to allow for deeper penetration. The guy behind her shoved himself in harder just before he stiffened up and climaxed. She began spasming and thrashing her hips around as he unloaded his sperm into her. Wanda apparently had another climax as she felt his spunk fill her rectum.
By this time, she had already had a half dozen guys blow their cum in her, so we changed things up a bit. We untied Wanda from the ottoman and had one of the guys lay on his back on the floor. We lifted Wanda up and lowered her pussy down on his waiting erection. She straddled the guy beneath her, belly to belly. She groaned again as another prick was inserted into her backside. She now had two dicks in her fun holes, and another one was soon in her mouth. She seemed delirious with pleasure. Her husband was staring blankly at her, shaking his head in disbelief, as the assault continued.
Wanda was hunching back at the guy in her ass and lifted off of the one in her mouth so she could tell the guy behind to fuck her harder. “Fuck the shit out of me!” were her exact instructions. She did not need to ask twice. The guy under her and the one behind her sped up their strokes and forced themselves into her as hard as they could. Soon each man climaxed and added a dose of sperm to her gaping holes. As the man behind her dismounted from Wanda she was able to raise up and crawl off the guy below her. Freshly deposited spunk spilled out of both her holes. Two more guys replaced the first two and the scene was repeated. The guy getting sucked pulled out of her mouth. She frantically told him to shoot his load on her face. He did as she requested and her cheek and forehead was quickly dripping with a white syrupy goo. I glanced over at hubby. He just shook his head with disbelief.
We took a break and let Wanda up. She calmly sat on the ottoman, totally ignoring her husband, who was still tied up in the corner. She had a blissful look on her face like it was Christmas morning. I wondered what the conversation would be like with her husband after we released them tonight. I would love to be a fly in their car. I wish I had thought to bug the car’s interior to hear it.
We all had beer while the boys recharged their potency. I had not joined in yet, so I was primed to go at her when I had the opportunity. We did not let Wanda clean up. It was much more enjoyable to see her sweaty and sticky from all the jizz she was wearing. I almost made her go give Hubby a big wet kiss but thought it might look too much like a set up, so I did not risk it. We played along and told Wanda she would get a break, then we would start again. She feigned distress but when she looked away from hubby’s direction, her smile was all I needed to see to know we were doing what she paid for.
The storage building had exposed interior rafters. We looped rope up to them and tied Wanda’s wrists. We spread her arms apart. Then we tied a line to each ankle and spread her legs apart. She was pulled tight, so she was standing on her tip toes. I removed my leather belt and showed it to her. Wanda suddenly had a panicked look on her face. She did not discuss any specific torture at our coffee shop meeting, but she had said something cryptic about getting rough with her. I had Jimmy put a ball gag in her mouth. She looked very nasty as the slobber soon began drooling from the edges of the gag. I did not know how vocal she was going to be, so the gag was to keep our little event private.
I slung the tip of the belt in the air and then popped it on her ass. A red welt rose up instantly. I swatted her ass a few more times to get her used to the sting of the leather. Then, I aimed right between her legs, landing the leather strap on her perfect, and dripping cunt lips. She screamed in agony thru the ball gag, but the sound was muffled. I swung again and the sound of the leather on her soaked pussy lips was sharp and wicked. She again shuddered with pain, but stood erect, as if daring me to continue. I continued.
I walked around her naked body, suspended and stretched out like a cheerleader frozen in mid cheer. I came in from behind her and whapped her cunt from the back of her ass this time. She could not see me, so she did not know to be prepared for the sting. She gasped and groaned again and automatically tried to close her legs to protect against the belt. She could not protect herself since her legs were tied and spread open. I continued to slowly walk around her popping her with the tip of my belt. Each time, her cunt lips would vibrate from the shock of the leather. I gave her cunt a break since it was beet red and took aim at her lovely breasts. I hit her across the chest which left a long red welp across both tits. Her nipples were rock hard as I smacked them several more times. Her voice was becoming hoarse as she tried, in vain, to yell and scream at me. I beat her for several minutes on her breasts until they were glowing red with belt marks.
Then I stood in front of her and used an underhand angle to whip her cunt again. The tip of the belt snaked under her snatch and stung her asshole, which was still dripping with sperm. Her head hung down limply as I continued to beat her cunt. I don’t know if this was the kind of rough treatment that she wanted but it was what I wanted to give her. I always try to go the extra mile to please my customers.
After my arm began to tire, I told the guys to untie her and lay her down on the floor. She just fell and lay in a semi prone position, as she groaned in pain. I kneeled and whispered, “Are you OK?”. She just looked up at me and mumbled something reassuring to me thru the ball gag. I was naked by this time, so I crawled behind her and propped her up on her knees. Then I took my turn in her as I shoved my dick in her glowing red cunt. I grabbed her by her hips and pounded my cock into her soaked pussy. I was in no hurry, so I inserted a finger in her ass. She seemed to tolerate it, so I added another finger. She cocked her head back and mumbled “More”. So, I did as the lady requested and added a third finger.
Soon I had four fingers in Wanda’s ass, and my cock in her pussy. I decided to test her tolerance for pain and curled my thumb up tightly in my palm and eased my entire fist inside her asshole. She was gasping and shaking her head around, as if she had something to tell me, but since she had that ball gag in her mouth, I could not make out what she wanted to tell me. I did not let her lack of communication skills deter my effort to sexually degrade her, so I continued my assault. My fist was now deep in her ass, and I could rotate it after it was buried in her. She squawked continually. I wish I could tell what she wanted to say. After several minutes of fisting her, my dick was wanting to be in that hole, too. So, I shoved my dick in her ass, right beside my hand. It actually glided into her ass next to my thumb. It felt delightfully snug to me. I guess Wanda felt it too. She had given up trying to communicate to me, so I guess everything was OK.
Having my dick in a woman’s ass is my favorite place to be, so I enjoyed the tight sensation for several minutes. After all, a man must love his work. I stroked in and out of her until I was about to cum. Then I gently pulled my fist, along with my cock, out of her stretched out asshole, and spun her around. I jerked the ball gag from her mouth and shoved my dick between her lips. She began slurping off the remnants of other men’s spunk and her own brownish butt juices, which had been continually leaking out of her. She sucked my shaft until I had a mind-numbing orgasm. I ejected several jets of spunk into her hardworking mouth. Wanda kept slurping on my cock until she was sure she had captured the last drop of my cum. I wiped my butt juice coated hand all over her face, smearing what little makeup was left on her. I pulled my dick from her mouth and yelled, “next!”
The boys circled her abused body, still on her knees, and had their way with each of her holes. Everyone took my guide and finished off in her mouth. She was an Ass to Mouth queen that night and took it like a porn star. Some of the guys finished on her face, so from her hairline to her chin she was coated with splooge. Her hair was matted down with sweat and semen, and she looked exhausted. I knew the boys were about done too, so we moved to the final segment of the evening.
We had her sit upright, leaning back but still on her knees. I started this by telling Wanda to open her mouth. Then I aimed my dick at her and began pissing on her. I was planning to order her to swallow it, but she beat me to it and gulped down the first mouthful on her own. I drenched her hair and came back to her empty mouth and filled it again. She swallowed it again. I was empty, so Jimmy took over the honors and repeated the process I had established. She gulped down all she could from Jimmy. He sprayed the rest on her head and shoulders. Wanda drank more piss than I thought was humanly possible that night. She drained the bladders from each of the guys. Her hair was plastered to her head and her body glistened with wetness as she took all the piss we could produce. I had not tied her hands back again after she had been cut down from the rafters, and she began furiously diddling her clit. She gave herself another intense orgasm as the final guy drained his bladder on her face. She wallowed in the puddle of yellow piss on the floor and rolled over, making sure her entire body was wet with the dank fluid. Then, she just lay there, almost comatose, with a satisfied look.
I really did not know how to end the event. The guys had already begun to dress so I directed them to hurry up and leave and take the rope and ice chest out too. I got Hubby’s car keys and tossed them to Wanda. I told her not to untie him for 20 minutes and then they could leave. I said that their car was right outside. I did not bring up the subject of the husband’s “debt”, so I don’t know if Wanda was prepared to talk about that, or if she could just convince him this was a case of mistaken identity. All I know is that we left those two in the empty storage building, and they would have to deal with the aftermath.
I made some money on the event and my boys enjoyed themselves. And I look forward to selling the movie footage from the night captured by the four cameras I had set up in the room. I failed to mention that little detail to Wanda. And I believe Wanda got what she paid for. At least I hope she felt that way. I look forward to her reviews of my business on YELP. Not really. My business is more word of mouth.
Epilogue
Two weeks later I got a message from Wanda. She wanted to meet for drinks. OK, I said. We picked a time and place. It was a quiet, outdoor bar with shaded tables. Perfect for us to have a private conversation about her gang bang assault. Or we could have just talked about the weather.
I was very keen to know what happened after we left the storage building that night. Wanda had a sparkle in her eye as she related to me what happened after she untied her husband. I was all ears. And my cock was throbbing too.
Wanda said that much of that night was blurry in her memory. She was so overcome with the sexual gratification that the details escaped her. She told me she lost complete control of herself and had more orgasms than she thought physically possible. She said she was sucked into a whirlwind of decadence and intoxicated by the men’s male essence.
It had been the most intense sexual episode she had ever experienced.
Wow, I was impressed. And happy that I had been able to arrange such a memorable event for her. I should have charged her double. I looked at her and smiled. I told her how glad I was that it was everything she wanted, and more. I asked her about her hubby, and what happened after we left them there that night.
“Well, my husband could easily tell that I was not only enjoying myself, but he also found out that I LOVED it. He told me he was shocked at my behavior. And he felt lost, alone, and weak. He knew he was not much of a man by watching the gang bang and being helpless to do anything. He told me something else….that by the end of the night he was more excited and aroused than he’d been in years. He wanted to fuck me, in every hole, just like all those boys did. He wanted me, right then and there. I immediately stripped off his clothes and we fucked like wild animals, on the piss covered floor, until we could not move. It was fantastic. And I owe it all to you, Brad”
Wanda set her cocktail down and smiled at me. She reached out and touched my hand. She caressed it and looked me in the eyes. Wanda then surprised me by leaning forward and quietly asking me, “Do you still have the key to the storage building? I brought my own ball gag with me.”
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