0 comments/ 212501 views/ 18 favorites Used Ch. 1 By: Tim Smith The wife and I live in a small Midwest town three or so hours away from the big city and all its hustle and bustle. Having two kids didn't make things any easier on our sex lives, it seemed we always looked for time explore new things in the bedroom but it never worked out. My wife is 29 and approximately 105 lbs with raven black hair. Her small frame is complimented with a beautiful set of 36d breasts making men turn their heads at every opportunity. My story starts with a knock on the door from our new neighbor on a Wednesday afternoon when I was at work. Rachel, a stunning older professional blond woman our new neighbor, introduced herself to my wife Samantha, Sam for short as I call her and a close friendship blossomed from there. It seemed Rachel had just moved in down the street with her husband, Al from California and they were dying to get to know some people in their new neighborhood. In the months to follow they became best of friends telling all their secrets the way women do, chatting of this and that and as you know things us guys probably don't want to hear about. One Friday evening my wife mentioned that Al and Rachel sold some kind of products on the side and Rachel was going to come over next week and show her a line sheet and let her in on the ground floor of the thing. Well I couldn't help but mumble something about a pyramid scheme and Sam dropped the subject immediately and I all but forgot of it. The following week was a busy one for me and come Wednesday evening my wife was no where to be found when I returned home. I collected some dinner for myself and the Kids and sat in front of the TV for a while to unwind. Later that evening my wife Samantha returned all excited about her meeting with Rachel and her husband about the products they sold. At this time I became interested and asked more about them, what exactly do they sell I asked. She blushed a bit and said, Oh your going to love this, they sell marital aids. My heart skipped a few beats and I asked her to repeat herself. She smiled and said you know, those things we looked at that one time when we were thinking of spicing things up a bit in our sex lives. Sam's face was a little flush now as was mine as well, I said OK I know what you mean. Well, did you find anything you like. Samantha smiled and said, its not like that, they want me to go in partners with them. I didn't know what to say other than from past experience not to just say NO. I thought for a moment and decided to let this go its course so that I wouldn't have to be the bad guy. I made a change about and smiled and just said, well honey if it's something you really want to do, do it. Samantha jumped up and hugged me and said thanks hun, I really appreciate you going along with this and the conversation ended. The next few months were full of Samantha getting home later, and acting a bit bizarre at times, but I brushed it all off as what could be frustration with things not going well in her pursuit of being a business partner with Al and Rachel. Our sex lives did change for the better as it seemed that all that time around those toys of sorts had really changed my wife's interests in the bed room. Samantha had never asked me to do some of the things that she now was asking of me, and at times I felt as if I needed to get help just to keep up. This was good I thought as our sex lives had been a bit on the boring side for some time anyways. One Friday evening Al called and asked if I wanted to come over for a guys night of cards and booze and I accepted, half hoping to maybe have some light shed on how things were going with the business as well as to why Samantha was acting so strange. I arrived at Al's place that Saturday evening only to find no one there accept Al greeting me at the door. I kept my question of the whereabouts of the other guests to myself and we engaged in light conversation. After a few beers I asked Al how things were going with the business and made mention of my wife's acting strange for some time and that I had been a bit worried. Al smiled and said, that's why I asked you here, I think its time you were aware of what's been going on. From this point on it was like a dream as he spoke to the time I left the house. He informed me that Samantha had offered to model some clothing as well as other items at several private parties and that I had might as well know what she had gotten into so as to avoid problems in the future. Al got up and placed a tape in the VCR and hit play. As the tape rolled he told me that he had made other tapes as well and it was only for insurance that I didn't get out of hand. The screen lit up with Al and his wife Rachel and my wife Samantha in the same room as we were in just talking and drinking. After a quick edit Samantha was walking in the room with a skimpy bra and thong on and stood in front of Al and his wife. The camera was looking towards the coach so my view was only briefly of my wife's front as she walked in the room, but I can guarantee that her firm breasts were getting ready to fall out of the outfit as she walked as well as her nipples were like rocks. Al's wife reached forward and pushed Samantha's legs apart and lightly caressed Samantha's thighs. I was starting to get hot under the collar as I sat and watched the scene unfold on the Monitor. The tape sped forward again and the scene was the same accept my wife's legs were further apart and Rachel was reaching into a box for something as she pushed her free hand under Sam's thong. Again the tape swept forward and Samantha's legs were again further apart, her thong was being pulled to the side by Al as Rachel pushed a silver vibrator up inside my wife and she was shaking at the knees a bit. At this point I needed to rearrange my position on the couch and could feel my pants getting tight. I had only fantasized of my wife being with someone else on several occasions and I had no idea it would have this effect on me. Again the tape went forward to the most lewd scene I had ever seen and could not have imagined. My beautiful wife was now poised on her hands and knees in front of the couple, breasts hanging strait down falling out of the skimpy top looking blankly ahead, her up turned ass toward them and her face toward the camera. Al spoke and she backed up and they helped her place her knees on the couch, one in-between each of their legs raising her ass to their chest levels and her hands still on the floor, making it a challenge for her to support her weight with her arms. Her hair now hung forward over her face, blocking all expressions from the camera, just the view of her shoulders, curved back and up turned ass and two strained thighs out to the side with knees disappearing entangled with those of Al and Rachel's. The tape again sped forward and now with sound both Rachel and Al were working about behind her ass and crotch while my Samantha stammered, OH GOD, OH MY GOD, its to big, OOO, FUCK... Then Al slapped her ass hard and said, Take it girl, that's it cum on it. At this time my wife's arms gave out and she went to the floor making her ass point towards the roof, knees still planted firmly on the couch. Now I could see 2 devises sticking out of her, a small silver vibrator from her tight ass hole and a large ominous looking pink dildo below that I assumed lodged in her tight pussy. Both were being worked in and out and around by Al and his wife Rachel as they watched Samantha with lewd arousal in their eyes. The carpet now muffled Samantha's screams as the couple slapped her ass and tortured her young body with the two dildos. The tape again was edited forward and Samantha was screaming, OOOOOOO,FFFUUUUCCCCKKK, I'M CUMMMMIIINNNGGG. Looking now at the duo working her from behind Rachel was pushing in a slim gold vibrator next to the one already in her pussy while Al held the other two. The tape went blank and I swear I could hear myself breathe. Al said OK here's the deal, If you keep your cool we can all have a great time with that beautiful wife of yours, if not we put a tape in every mail box on the block. Hell we are already swingers and every one but you knows it, I guess you do to now. Your wife wanted more out of life than what you had to offer, now she is a happy woman. I asked what now. Al said, well she belongs to us now, come and see for yourself. He took me down the hallway to the back bedroom and slowly opened the door. There was my wife Samantha tied spread eagle on the bed, naked from head to toe and blindfolded with Rachel sitting next to her. Samantha was wide open in all respects for what ever was to be done to her. Her nipples stood hard as rocks on top of her white coned breasts in their own right standing tall and proud laying slightly out to the sides. Rachel was holding a black box with knobs on it attached to wires trailing across my wife's stomach down to her crotch and disappearing into the folds of her pussy with another entering her ass. Samantha had a fine coating of sweat covering her body and it was apparent Rachel had been torturing her sex with the devise for some time. My first thought was they were going to electrocute her in front of me until Rachel turned a knob just a bit and Samantha's body raised a little up off the bed and moaned out load. Al said this is a hot seller for us, it hasn't been out for a long time but people in certain crowds love it. My cock was like a rock and I found myself bent a bit in the middle just to maintain a standing posture. Al said, OK I will leave you three alone and shut the door. Rachel looked at me and said, OK big boy take off your cloths and get ready for the ride of your life. At first I didn't know what to do but it appeared Samantha had all but made the decision for us with what she had gotten into, and then there was the black mail thing to, What the hell. I quickly stripped and began to climb between her legs. Rachel stopped me and said, slow down and removed Samantha's gag. Rachel said, she's quite the cocksucker, try that first. I straddled her head and pushed my cock in her mouth. My wife immediately started to tong the underside of my prick and push her head toward me trying to get more of my cock. Rachel twisted the knobs on the box and my wife screamed around my cock and moved her head at light speed over my cock while at the same time arching her body up off the bed behind me. The combination of all that and her nipples against my ass made me blow a large load in her throat as I pulled her head towards me with a ball of her raven hair in each hand. My wife swallowed continuously never taking a breath as if my sperm was the most precious thing on earth. It was a life-changing event at that point. I slowly climbed off my wife and Rachel set the knobs on a low setting and dropped the black box next to Samantha on the bed and told me to lick my wife's pussy while she got me hard again. I kneeled between my wife's legs and started to eat her pussy moving my tong about up and down the sides and around the clit making Samantha grunt and breath load through her nose shaking her hips in all directions as far as her bounds would allow. Rachel now had climbed behind me and began to work my cock hard again with some light oil on her hands stroking up and down the shaft and spinning her wrists as she went. Samantha was now whining and mumbling, OH GOD, AHHHHEIIIII, FUUUUCKKK MEEEE, as that in its self as well as the water now running off her body had gotten me hard as a rock again. I felt a ring being slid over my cock with a wire up against my inner thigh trailing from it. Before I could react or look down at the devise Rachel pulled my head up and said its time to fuck your wife for me. She then grabbed the wire coming from my wife's pussy and gave it a tug slowly pulling it out. Samantha jumped about on the bed as a silver egg shaped object began to emerge pushing her pussy lips aside. It seemed to be making a humming noise that grew loader as it became more exposed. Rachel smiled and said, yes it vibrates as well as conducts electricity to the walls the pussy. Rachel stopped pulling the devise out of my wife's pussy when her lips were taught one third of the way over the end of the egg devise and said, watch this. Rachel then picked up the box and twisted the knobs with an evil grin. My wife let out a scream and arched her body high off the bed and shook continuously as a small stream of fluid spayed from below her clit and the egg shot out on the bed. Rachel stroked my wife's forehead as she fell back to the bed and went silent and said, that's a girl, just the way we've been practicing for the customers, yessss sweet young thing. My head now was swimming thinking of what must have been going on for the last few months all those evenings she had been gone as well as the week days. I intended to fuck her hard if for nothing else, out of anger for what she had done. Without being told I moved forward and pushed my manhood deep inside her grabbing both her tits with a finger and thumb tightly clamped over each hard nipple. She was wet and hot as a fire inside and she grunted loudly and started to breath heavy again stiffening her body under me clamping down on my prick like a vise. Out of the corner of my eye Rachel had plugged the wire coming from the ring on my cock into the same box and slowly started to turn the knobs again like before never taking her eyes off of us. I immediately felt a sensation in every area my prick made contact with the walls of her pussy while at the same time My wife lifted yet again up off the bed and started to say, OH GOD, OH MY GODDDD, FUCKKKKKKKKK, MEEEEE, GRUNT, AIEEEE and started as well to buck her hips in abandon. It was like riding a bronco as Samantha flailed about with her pussy contracting around my cock as I started to piston as fast as I could in and out with my balls slapping her ass and the wire coming from it. It didn't take long and I was cumming yet again only this time it was like I couldn't stop as the electric pulse was making its way now to my bladder and other places causing my orgasm to continue for what seemed for forever. At last Rachel shut the devise off and I fell on to my wife, my sweat mixing in a familiar fragrance and sensation with hers reminding me of years back when we would go until we were not able any more. Samantha now whispered my name and we kissed with my fingers now buried in her hair against her scalp. In my diminished state I collected myself and found my way up off of Samantha only to back into Al who was holding his large cock in his hand waiting for what now I realized was his turn at Samantha. To tired and confused to think of react I sat in a chair as he climbed onto the bed then slipped his large cock slowly into my wife. Rachel now straddled my wife's face and held a large grasp of her hair pulling Samantha's face deep into her pussy as Al started to move in and out of her with long slow strokes. I sat and watched as Rachel and Al used my wife's body for their own pleasures and felt shame in the pleasure I felt in watching. We now are deep into the life style, I have watched her fingered by men as they prepare her for a toy of their choice to try inside her pussy. I have watched her pass out from over stimulation at a party where she was made to have as many as seven toys, and electrodes pushed up inside of her pussy and ass while her beautiful young tits were mauled and slapped about by a crowd of people late in the evening when the hosts had left her tied over a coffee table unattended. At one party she was put in a sling hung from the ceiling forcing her arms and legs up in a bunch above her head and ass left exposed then lowered onto a fucking machine with a small fist sized mechanical dildo built by the company hosting the party and left to bob about in one orgasm after another as the machine pumped away at a slow torturing pace with no conscience or reprieve as each person would take turns pushing a lubricated finger up her ass to feel the next contraction. The company has grown and Samantha has become the main attraction and selling point for the company. She is hooked on the submissive role and adventure as well as the earth shattering orgasms. Al and Rachel have asked us to go to Europe for something very intense and when we return I will continue the story. The end. For now. Used Ch. 2 As a reminder of the events that came prior to this Chapter I will do a brief synopsis of Chapter one. My wife and I were leading a pretty much boring suburban life in the Mid West when new neighbors moved in down the street, Al and Rachel an older attractive couple from California. My wife Samantha found friendship with Rachel and was led into joining them in a small business promoting their marital aids. It all started as my wife trying something new, then blackmail of her and myself into a partnership involving the use of my young attractive wife for the main attraction of their private parties that demonstrated their new devises. A lot of sex is just like any drug, if you get a lot you just want more and more and to some extent that is where my wife Samantha ended up at the end of chapter one. When I ended Chapter one All and Rachel had all but told us they would be taking Samantha with them to Europe where some of their more expensive and more advanced products were developed and produced. Two factors led to our agreement to their request and terms, one was Samantha's new found interest in seeking out more and more adventure, two was the blackmail aspect almost as if it had given both of us a license to enter this forbidden world and gamble with our marriage as well as Samantha's body. The meeting had been set up with an agent from the European office that had flown in several days prior. Tonight would be the first night in a chain of mind blowing events to follow. At 8pm Samantha walked towards the door in the tight sheer semi see through dress that she was asked to wear as the bell range to answer it. As the door swung open three men I did not recognize entered followed by Al and his wife Rachel. Samantha backed away a little startled by the crowd having expected only one man to accompany Al and his wife. Once inside Rachel closed the door behind her and there was a brief silence as the men all looked my wife up then down one smiling and introduced himself as just an agent from the development division of the company in Europe as the two others stood and sized Samantha up with blank business like stares. The man doing the talking asked if we could all get started as they had a plane to catch in 4 hours. I nodded and replied yes and walked towards our living room with all the others behind me. I was told to sit in a chair by myself and the three men all sat on the couch with Samantha, Rachel and Al still standing. Two of the men were carrying large cases and opened one with small vials off to the side and held one up to my wife Samantha and asked her to drink it. She looked at me with fear in her eyes then at Al and Rachel and held her hand out for the vial. As she drank it the man explained it was just to relax her for a few tests that needed to be done prior to their acceptance of her as a product test subject. Almost immediately Samantha started to breath a little heavy and look around the room as if she was not sure where she was at. The men now all smiled and one asked if I could make them some drinks. I headed towards the kitchen a little worried about leaving them alone with my wife in that state to collect the drinks. I couldn't find anything I was looking for in my frazzled state and fumbled around with the wrong cups then the wrong booze, not being able to locate the mixers, then finally as I was about half way through with the drinks I could hear some moving around in the living room. I could hear them asking her to take off her clothes, then giving her other positioning instructions. It was torture being in the kitchen only to imagine what might be taking place out there. I returned to find a mind burning site before me. The three men on the couch had my wife naked and on her knees facing them, one knee was on each side of the man sitting in the middle with her perky breasts right in his face and open pussy above his lap. Rachel and Al were now sitting down across the room watching the spectacle as the two outside men each held one arm and leg forcing her elbows slightly behind her back and pulling her knees further apart on the couch, making her arch her back, push her breasts forward and open herself more for the man in front of her. My wife was breathing heavy now, speaking softly asking them not to hurt her as a sparkle of sweat ran down the center of her arched back. The man in the middle started to roll her nipples first one then the other, then began to squeeze her breasts, his finger tips disappearing into her soft tit flesh as my wife's breathing became the loudest noise in the room. The two outside men moved their hands up her inner thighs and began to work their way up to her open pussy massaging around the open lips as my wife began to whimper out load. The man in the middle stopped massaging her breasts to retrieve several implements from one of the cases they had brought with them. First he attached two clips with screws on her now rock hard nipples, then one at a time rolled the knobs getting whimpers and sobs from Samantha. Then he brought out a strange looking devise like nothing I had ever seen before. It looked like an erector set or science fair robot the size of a small mail box with multiple electric motors and wires running here and there. It was placed beneath my wife's open crotch then one of the men attached two fake penises, one large 8 inch and thick directly under her pussy and one small 6 inches about the width of a normal man under her ass. Next the man in the middle applied a small amount of lube on each then asked the outside men to pull her legs apart as he directed both slowly up into her ass and pussy. My wife started to scream out loud, OH GOD, OH GODDDDDD, to much, FUCKKK as the outside men did what they could to open her with their fingers. After a long slow struggle both the Dildos were forced home up inside my now panting wife. Samantha moaned as good portion of her weight was now being supported by the contraption, do to them pulling her legs continually outward. The men then attached her wrists to cuffs attached to the back of the devise behind her ass giving her even more of a backwards arch then before as she moaned even loader now. They then placed two steel shiny rods looking like solid antennas from two short arms emerging from the devise at a 45 degree angle in front of the dildo in her pussy and attached each to one breast clamp. It now appeared that the machine would also be able to manipulate her nipples by movement of the rods. As the center man once again tightened the knobs on the breast clamps another put a gag in her mouth and said something like, can't alarm the neighbors now. My wife's eyes grew large as the man carefully made the last turns on the clamps. Now each outside man held one elbow each and one thigh as the man in the middle put one more strap around her waist as I noticed my wife's natural lubrication running down the large shaft in her pussy pooling now on the base mechanism. This now machine, almost robot devise had full control now of her nipples, pussy, ass, and hands behind and I couldn't believe the affect it had as they switched it on. It hummed to life slowly dildos coming to life pushing slowly inward then out and my wife's body flexed and came more alive than any athlete I had ever seen on TV, She screamed around the gag and convulsed as the man turned the settings up more now. The man in the middle looked at me and said, We call it (RoboRape), it's new. Now the others held her tight as she came her first time shaking uncontrollably as the man in the middle made adjustments and the rods began to manipulate her nipples by pulling them down, and to the sides forcing her breasts into deformed cones, twisting one way then another. The two dildos now moved in and out at a faster pace, as well as pivoting a few degrees pulling her holes away from each other than colliding together inside her sandwiching the thin membrane between them making her jump, twist and dart her eyes from one man to the other then down at the monster. It was an amazing devise the way it was drawn into her by her own movements as the men struggled to hold her. The man turned the knobs again and my wife shook again out of control and squirted a spray of liquid onto the center mans lap and went into a continuous orgasm for what had to be 5 minutes or so as he roughly pawed at her clit. Then all at once she went limp and the two outside men started to slap her ass hard with their open hands bringing her back to life for yet more torment and another orgasm, this time bucking her hips in self violation on the two members. Then once again she dropped her head to the side as the man in the middle said, OK That's Enough. The machine was then removed along with all the straps and hardware and they laid her passed out on the couch. I was then told to remove my cloths and lay on my back, cock out and at attention. My wife was then picked up by the men and lowered over my cock then pushed forward to lay on top of me. Each man then took his turn at her stretched ass as I was forced to feel them stroking in and out through the thin layer of skin as Samantha stirred half awake her pussy muscles spasming around my cock. At one point we found ourselves in an open mouth kiss as she exhaled noises into my mouth, looking into my eyes and coming together. When they were all done we were left alone lying on the living room floor with an envelope next to us. After some time Samantha got up on unsteady legs and walked to the bathroom, I heard the bath running and dozed off again. When I awoke it was 10 am, the envelope was gone and there was a note on the table. I walked to the table and scanned the note, Samantha had written that the plane was to leave at 9 am so she had to get going and loved me very much and asked that I would forgive her for what she was about to do. She closed with, see you there. This caught me off guard as I had been told I would not be going with her. Now on the table I saw the envelope with one more ticket in it as well as a number to call when I arrived at the Airport. The plane was to leave that evening so I started calling to cover my affairs as well as make sure the kids were OK to stay where they were for a bit longer. That evening I boarded a flight and was off. After a long grueling bout with customs over updating my passport I walked to the nearest Telephone and dialed. A voice answered and asked my name, I told them and they said, 25 minutes, blue pickup zone. I found my way to the area and waited and right on time a taxi pulled up and said my name. The ride was long and into the countryside as I read through some tourist literature in the back of the cab. I wondered what was happening now with my wife as well as what would happen in the next few days. We pulled into a large locked gate and the driver buzzed the box and waited. A voice came on and said something that sounded German and the driver asked me to get out and pointed towards the opening gate and handed me my suitcase. I walked up the drive and was met by 2 large men in dark suits, one spoke English and asked I give my case to the other and follow them. We reached the main door of the house and turned before entering it and walked around to the side to a smaller steal door at the bottom of some steps. Entering the house at that point was more of a business layout with rooms cluttered with drafting boards and blue prints and large assembly tables with wires strung here and there. We traveled down another corridor through a swinging set of doors a lot like a hospital and the atmosphere changed to more of a clinical one, every thing clean, all doors closed and I assumed locked. The men stopped as a man that I identified from the house approached us. He introduced himself as Greg and shook my hand. The two other men walked off as Greg spoke and asked how my flight was. I answered him and made mention of customs and airline food. Greg offered a tour of the facility, I shook my head and said yes and we continued down the corridor. We came to one more set of doors, this time requiring Greg's input on a keypad, he quickly pushed in the code and the door swung open automatically and we walked ahead. Upon entering the locked corridor there was no longer silence surrounding us, but instead a mix of muffled talking and startling enough to me several agonizing moans now and then and now a few high pitch whines mixing in. Greg smiled and said, This is what we call the intermediate testing area, we run ads for women needing to make extra money to participate in studies of a sexual nature, some are married some in school a mix really. Greg stopped and opened a door to one of the rooms and said, after you. The room looked very much like an exam room at a clinic, with the difference being the sight before me was one you would never see there. A young woman not older than 20 for sure was laying on her back naked on a padded table with her legs spread wide and feet planted firmly on two carpeted areas off to the sides. A man and a woman with white coats worked busily between her legs as she arched her ass up off the table shaking her hips and saying, ITS THERE NOW! OH GOD YES, YOU GOT IT, We stepped off to the side a bit and I could see her eyes open wide and trained on her crotch not at all interested in our presence. Looking down There I could see while the woman was holding her pussy lips out to the side the man was holding the end of a dildo I assumed that had a life of its own up inside her pussy. It appeared that the unit was moving all around on it's own as the man held it in one position with the long slender handle on the end. The woman assistant letting go of the pussy lips then walked to the head of the table and started to ask question of the young woman's pleasure. Her eyes darted back and forth from her own waist area to the woman asking the questions, it was an erotic site for sure. Greg asked that we move on and as we turned to leave I could hear the assistant say, you want me to pinch them, and the young woman's voice was ragged answering, YESSSS, OH GOD, PINCH THEM HARD NOW!!!. As I passed the door I glanced back and saw the female assistant pulling her nipples away from the young woman's chest as if to try to pull them free of her young firm breasts, as she smiled and said, do you want me to stop. When entering the hall I heard the young woman reply, YES, AH NO NO KEEEEPPP PULLING OH GOD HURT THEM. The door was closed and we walked on as now the muffled noises from the rooms we walked by had reason and I became preoccupied trying to make out what was happening as we went by each. Greg explained that this area was used to test new general consumer products that were for the most part tame and would be used experimentally for most couples. We passed through another set of doors requiring a key code and the atmosphere changed again to more of a personal touch as if not many worked in this area. The walls had things hanging, pictures, plans, things a bit in a clutter here and there. We were greeted by a oriental man in a lab coat and Greg introduced him as just K, and the man nodded. He looked to be 50 years old or so and not very well groomed with gray strait hair falling on each side of his head with a trace or two in his eyes. Greg explained that K was their handled the alternative laboratory and was in charge of special order items as well as very high priced items offered by their company to people of great wealth and circles. I at this time asked where my wife Samantha was and was told she was in the process of entertaining customers from the Middle East and he could take me there if I wished, I rushed to say yes. We proceeded down a long dark hallway and as we walked I could hear a woman's voice talking and as we got closer I could make out it being that of Samantha my wife's. As we turned the corner I could see my wife standing in the middle of the room surrounded by men dark in complexion and of perhaps Middle Eastern decent. Samantha's arms were over her head, cuffed to a bar and her legs were spread wide with another bar that lea on the floor. K entered carrying a case and opened it as the men all talked and laughed in a foreign language as they pawed her open crotch, stomach, and full firm breasts as Samantha mumbled endlessly phrases that made no sense. K took charge of the room by first placing caps with wires coming from them over her smallest three toes on each foot. Then k attached those wires to a control panel in the case and handed out armbands to all the men in the room, a total 5. The men all placed the armbands on each arm and looked very anxious at my young wife as they waited for K to attach those leads as well to the panel in the case. One of the men asked K a question and K answered, 110 or 220 either one, as he plugged a cord into an outlet. Samantha was blindfold not knowing her fate at this time as the men approached her from all sides. K flipped the switch and made an adjustment and looked on as the first man brought his hands to her breasts. My wife jumped and screamed as the man touched her nipples then held them tight as he smiled and she convulsed continually. Another man knelt below in front and started to work hi hands up her inner thighs as she attempted to pull her legs together struggling against the ankle restraints. Another man walked behind her and placed one hand each under her arm pits and caressed her as the last two took their places one in front of her stomach and one near her ass and started to assault her pussy and ass with their electrically charged hands. At this point Samantha's muscles all flexed out of control and she shook at light speed as well as screamed, OHHHH, GODDDDDDD, FFFFUUUUCCCCCCC, IEAAAAA and a stream of fluid sprayed out from her pussy down the arm of one of the men signifying her first earth shattering orgasm as the men laughed and planned their next attack. Next the men unclasped her ankles and attached two large fuzzy leather cuffs surrounding her ankles and attached her to lines coming from up high and opposite sides of the room and a motor sound started as her feet were lifted upwards towards the roof. A man said something and they turned her over face down to where she would when done be hanging belly down in a reverse arch. When they were done she was hanging stomach and tits down supported by all four limbs in a reverse arch as K rushed to give her extra support on her mid section. One of the men pushed K away and said something keeping him from helping her. The men then disrobed and then two at a time used her from each end while the others electrically stimulated her clit and ass causing a contraction sensation inside of her making the men cum almost immediately. When all had came as well as Samantha I am sure three more times the men looked at me laughing as two men slapped her tits and ass as another roughly forced his fingers in and out of her. K told me They wanted me to fuck her now for them to watch as they motioned me foreword. I took off my clothes to expose my already hard as a rock member as the men laughed and talked in another language mauling my wife. As I neared her behind I could see sperm running freely from her pussy and ass dripping to the floor. I slowly and easily slid inside of her used hot wet hole and as I waited a man a man reached up between us and placed a thick wire around my prick and then pushed a metal rod with a wire on it into my wife's ass. The men then pulled more gear from the large case and harnessed me into place so that I could not move in or out of Samantha. K was pushed back away and two men started to turn knobs and flip switches and my cock snapped up against Samantha's insides and she came alive again with screaming profanity and began to convulse around my cock. Used Ch. 2 My nuts immediately let loose as my cock was being beat all about inside her as her pussy contracted forth and back. I could feel a snap of electricity in every new location my cock touched inside her wet velvet box. As I began to grow small inside her the men hooked a lead to each of her nipples and clit then flipped addition switches and Samantha sprang even more to life, her pussy now making obscene noises as well as splattering a mixture of cum and vaginal fluids out against me and down my legs. My cock grew again as it was beaten about and massaged inside my wife partly by electrical stimulation and part by her contractions. The men twisted and turned knobs while making adjustments as we danced for their pleasure for the next 20 minutes. During that time I came again once and my nuts ached and most likely were blue. The men removed me from my position and added a small cock gag to my wife's mouth fitted with a metal strip and lead to the case. They then placed a strap around her stomach fitted with a short needle pushed up into her belly button and secured buckles at her center back. The men now flipped a few switches and Samantha flexed every muscle in her body lifting herself up 6 inches in her bonds as a stream of sperm began to run out of her ass and pussy. A man knelt behind her and slowly pushed his finger into her pussy saying something to the others as they all nodded and smiled. K now sat next to me and said what they were doing now made her as tight as a teenager by using stimulation to her own muscles. The men once more took turns at her pussy, slowly enjoying the tight fit and none lasting very long against the tight velvet walls. When they had finished Samantha was taken down and carried away and Greg appeared out of no where and asked that I follow. Greg then took me to a door, opened it and told me it was our living quarters and Samantha was already being placed into our spa. Greg told me we would not be disturbed for 12 hours and Samantha should get sleep before the next session. I stepped through the door and as it closed behind me I was surprised at how nice of a suite this was in the center of what had seemed a diabolical place. I could hear water running in the other room as I walked that direction to see my wife and explore the rest of the suite. As I entered the spa room I was met with the site of two large muscular males assisting Samantha with her bath. I could see the need after all I am sure as knocked out as she was she could easily slip in under then drown. One of the men asked if he could get me any thing and I just made mention of getting in with Samantha. He quickly responded by getting a warm towel and pointing towards my wife in the large spa. As I entered the spa my wife caught me with her eyes and moved towards me. It was like being royalty there with people to bring us wine food and generally attend to our every need. After a long spa and massage Samantha was off to bed, we hadn't spoke much about the event, but she had told me that when she first arrived she was taken to K's laboratory and asked to strip for the men that worked there. After she had stood naked long enough for all the men to feel her up and torment her with their hands they had tied her to a chair with the front part of the bottom missing and then attached a devise to her clit that vibrated and sent waves of electrical impulses into her as well. Samantha said they all watched as she screamed and shook for the next hour each of them stopping by to pinch her nipples causing her eyes to roll back in her head with mixed reactions of pleasure and pain every so often stumbling into a long orgasm that seamed to never end. As we talked more in the dark of what had taken place before I arrived she told me of her ride from the airport and how they had stopped at a home near here. She said they took her in the house and introduced her to a oriental man that asked that she remove her clothes and step into a devise with a hole for each foot about 3 feet apart. He then slid them closed against her ankles and clicked closed a lock. She said it was then she realized she was trapped. According to her the driver departed and left her standing there alone with the man, in the devise. The man then took her arms behind her and cuffed them together, and placed a hood over her head. He then bent her foreword raising her arms on a rope or wire leaving her in that position as she heard rumbling about in the room. She said next he moved the blocks holding her feet further apart until she was spread so wide she could go no further. Then he stroked her open pussy for what seemed like forever, not letting her orgasm, just making her dripping wet and with a ballooning clit begging for attention. He proceeded from that point on to torture her placing a suction cup on her clit with what must have been a weight, stretching, twisting and swinging about as she struggled. He called her an American slut soccer mom as he slapped her tits violently forth and back and then forced vibrating eggs up her ass, laughing and slapping her ass and breasts as he inserted one after another into her shaking ass. My wife said she lost count of how many had been placed in her, she just new her whole stomach was alive with buzzing as she convulsed in orgasm after orgasm. She said she felt so ashamed at the way she begged for his cock in her when he opened the zipper around her mouth. He then laughed and forced fingers in her mouth, laughing more as she sucked like a wild woman at them as she felt her eyes roll back in her head while being spurred into another orgasm. She said it was then he removed his fingers and she felt the head of his cock forcing open even wider her jaw as he thrust it into her mouth and then her throat. He then grabbed each of her tender nipples with a hand and pulled her to him as her tongue danced about on his prick and his head pulsed in her throat spraying his load against the back of her throat and into her belly. Samantha cried quietly as she recalled the twisted acts that took place from that point on. She would not talk about how the eggs were removed and what other things he had done. We both drifted off in each others arms leaving the conversation unfinished like a book put down as someone drifts off, leaving the story dancing through my head in a dream state. The next morning we woke to soft music piped into the room and had a wonderful small breakfast in an area with other folks I assumed brought here to participate in marital aid research. As we finished breakfast we were approached by two young men and asked that we take a tour of the city with them as to give Samantha a break and see the sites. The day went well as we looked at old buildings, museums, and other interesting attractions. Night had came and we were still out and about as one of the men suggested we go for a few drinks. They seemed to have known right where to go as sped cross-town to a club with only a small door on the side of the building. As we entered people stopped and looked at us whispering amongst them selves more or less making us a bit nervous, but perhaps they had identified us as foreigners. The men brought us drinks and then another round as we chatted back and forth. I then realized that my eyes were a bit fuzzy and it seemed as though I had lost track of time. I looked towards the men and Samantha and saw that Samantha was leaned back in the booth, eyes shut and mouth poised in an O. The two men now one on each side of her had each pulled her legs up onto the table opening her legs wide. I saw both her panties and bra lying on the table by our drinks then glanced back at them only to see her skirt and light shirt now gone from her as she sat totally naked with one mans spare hand at her pussy and the other mans tweaking and pulling at her breasts. I looked away to think and realized that we had been drugged and I was missing moments as if a film was running by me that had been spliced with pieces missing here and there. I was again brought back by the noise next to me and looked their way only to see that Samantha's arms had been pulled behind the back of the booth by a woman standing behind her, thus pulling My wife's ass off the seat and up to table level. Samantha was wide eyed and chin on her chest looking down onto the top of a mans head as he ate her pussy like a wild man. Two other men gathered around and massaged her tit flesh and pinched her nipples as the woman behind whispered in my wife's ear getting quite a response from her as she bucked against the mans mouth using her hips to make waves in her torso as the man made adjustments to keep his mouth on her. The two men holding Samantha's legs now moved my wife up out of the booth and took her on shaking legs around a corner and through a door, closing it behind them, as the others milled about retrieving their items. The next thing I remember was being woke up by noise and movement as I sat tied to a chair in a what looked like a motel room, a suite perhaps. My head was clear now and I looked in the direction of the noise, only to see an open door to the other room. I could see in the mirror my wife on the bed with her wrists tied to the headboard perched on her knees that had been pulled widely apart by rope or a pole, I could not make out. Her position created a lewd display of her breasts hanging below her and back arched. The noise was coming from my wife as an older woman perched behind her open legs held her own right wrist with her other hand shaking up and down and side to side as the tight ring of Samantha's pussy stretched to accommodate the narrow of the older woman's wrist as she was fisted. Another woman repeatedly slapped Samantha's breasts from side to side and up from the bottom, stopping only to grab and pinch the whole ends, Nipples and all, squeezing hard and pulling them one at a time in all direction, and then both out to the sides, over and over. My wife was going nuts as the two slowly played with her, torturing her from both ends. A third attractive woman wearing a sexy leather open top that let her breasts spill out with no panties on strolled now into the mirrors view and asked if she was ready now, My wife sprang to life shaking her head violently and asking to let her cum soon and not hurt her no more. The woman in leather just laughed and said, shut up slut, you ask to much for so little. She then looked at the woman fisting her and said, MAKE HER SCREEM! The woman started to force a few fingers in next to her wrist and my wife ass went ballistic, shaking violently moving the whole bed as she screamed, NO, OH GOD NO!!!! The woman behind my wife removed the fingers as fast as she had began, smiling deviously at he others. Now the woman torturing my wife's breasts with one hand pulled downward on Samantha's left breast and with other hand held my wife's face up and turned her way while she placed her open mouth over my wife's mouth. I struggled in my bonds as my erection grew to a painful tightness in my pants watching the women toying with Samantha in total control of her body and soul. It was then I heard foot steps behind me and a woman's voice saying, "hey your not supposed to be watching this". Then my sight went black as a blindfold went over my eyes from behind. My other senses were instantly heightened once my sight was gone and the noise from the room grew to a feverish pitch, Skin hitting skin, Samantha's " NO NO TO BIGGGG, OH GOD IMMMM, CUMMMIIINNNGGG, IIIIII" Then SLURP SLURP, UMMMMM, GOODDDDD, YES, THAT'S A GIRL. As this was emanating through my ears the woman in my room had pulled my ass to the edge of the chair and pulled down my pants and toyed with my cock. I felt her weight on me as she sat on my lap and I could hear and feel her touching herself. All at once she tensed up and shook in convulsive pleasure as I came as well in her tight pussy. As I sat there in the other room I heard many things coming from the room my wife and the others was in. Slapping, chains, loud buzzing, then one more, then another all humming in slightly different Rpm's. This went on for what seemed like hours before I was led next to Samantha out to a car and helped in. After we had drove for a while my blindfold was whipped off my head and there I sat next to, Not my wife but a woman I had not seen before. When I began to talk she only smiled and put her finger to my lips and said SHHH. The car stopped out front of a Motel and the woman handed me an envelope smiling and asked me to get out here and someone would pick me up soon. I again began to speak and ask of Samantha's whereabouts only to have her again say SHHH. The car sped away as I took notice of a large number of letters on the plate, way to many for me to remember. It was a matter of minutes and a car slid up next to the curb and a man I recognized from the company my wife belonged to asked me to get in. I handed him the envelope and he said something to the driver and we made a U-turn and headed in a different direction. We sped to a busy part of town and stopped in front of a Dumpster. The driver jumped out, opened it and removed a blue sack and handed it through the window to the man with me in the back seat and we sped off. Back at the large villa where we had started I was told Samantha had been taken hostage by another company and would be returned only when they had the information they wanted from her. To be continued in chapter 3...