0 comments/ 116078 views/ 24 favorites Dawn's Descent Ch. 01 By: Tim Smith I imagine our story begins with my wife Dawn and I experiencing a little hiccup in our marriage. Basically what it boiled down to was that my wife Dawn wasn't getting what she needed and a change of some sort was inevitable, if we were going to stay together. After much discussion it was mutually decided to spice things up a bit by trying just a taste of the swinging lifestyle. This story is about how just a taste can turn into something totally more. * In our discussions on where to start the swinging process, my wife Dawn admitted to having fantasies of being with more than one man at a time and said this would be her idea of an acceptable start. When Dawn told me this, I admitted to her that I thought if that were to happen it would be a turn on for me also. Truth was, I really didn't know how I would react, but knew I needed to be flexible or we would be divorced, and that was for sure. Dawn is a very small woman and attractive to put it mildly. At 37 she looks closer to 25 and only weighs in at around 110 pounds soaking wet. For her small size she has nice 36C breasts and a pretty full firm ass to boot. I knew it would not be a hard sell to find someone to make this fantasy come true, it was just knowing how to go about it that seemed complicated. Dawn put me in charge of this and I began to cruise the Internet for candidates. For the next few months I had nothing but deadbeats reply to a few ads I had placed here and there as Dawn began to grow impatient. It wasn't long and my wife made this known and suggested we try going to a swingers club and see if we could run into a few fine young gentlemen there. The words she had spoke, "a few fine young gentlemen", rang in my ears as I attempted to respond back to her in my state of surprise. When she had said more than one man I guess I had just assumed she meant one other and me. I guess the only thing I could say was "Ok" as I continued to contemplate what she meant by "a few." We talked a little more and decided we would find a club that was the furthest from our home, yet still inside driving distance, and then just take the plunge and do it. Some research of the local clubs listed online quickly produced a very good candidate about 55 miles from our home. The club seemed a little different from the others and when I looked closer at their website the next day, I could see why. This particular club had a kinky twist to its nature in that it featured lots of props, theme rooms and activities that all took place every Friday and Saturday night. I was going to say something to Dawn about the semi kinky nature of the club, but the next day when I got online on our PC, I could see by the history that my wife Dawn had been all through the web pages of the club and I figured at that point she knew what she was getting into, so I backed away from questioning her on the subject. Thinking back, I half expected her to back out when she was faced with the nature of the club, face to face. That Friday finally came and when I returned home from work I could tell that Dawn had spent all afternoon getting ready for the big event. When Dawn walked out of the bathroom she was wearing a very revealing black thong and a single under strap push up bra and I wondered if she was really going to go out like that. What blew me away the most was the fact she was void of any pubic hair where the thong didn't cover and I found myself locked in thought as I stood and stared. Seeing this, Dawn picked up a paper she had printed off the club's website that said how a woman should dress and then without saying a word, pointed at the how men should dress part directly below it. I quickly read it and proceeded to follow the directions for men. The directions for men were simple. The paper suggested not wearing underwear, t-shirts or socks and that condoms would be provided so there was no reason to stuff them in ones pockets. Once I was ready, Dawn slipped on an overcoat and black high heels, and then off we went for our big adventure. When we arrived at the club it appeared to be somewhat secluded and very well kept on the outside. At the door we had to show our ID, pay a ridicules fee to join and then take the required tour prior to signing the final page of the agreement. Dawn and I were given our tour by a nice looking young lady that as far as I was concerned could have easily been a dancer. It was still early and the place only had a few couples and select males wondering about or talking as we were given our tour. The young woman took us first to what she called the orgy room. There she explained that in this room anyone that entered could expect more entering and everyone having sex, so she said not to go in there if you are at all selective about partners. The woman then took us further down the hall to what she informed us was the gangbang room. She explained that if a woman wants a gangbang, she could hand out a certain color bracelet to the men and or women she wants involved. Then when the room is available and the woman is ready, she simply turns the wheel above the door to her color to get everyone together. She then took us down a dark hallway to the right where we were shown a large number of rooms that had different sized holes in different places in the walls that separated them. All the rooms had curtains that she said could be opened or closed and this section was called the glory hole rooms. She asked if we needed more explanation and I quickly said no, but Dawn said, yes. Dawn asked some specific questions about what type of things take place in the glory rooms and I blushed as the young woman explained everything from a woman on her knees sucking a man's you know what that was coming through one of the holes to a woman backing up to one of the holes and having men reach through or stick their cocks through for the woman to back up against. The young woman also explained how you could just watch through the holes also if you wanted to. We were then asked to follow her back out of that hallway and then further down the main hall to the last room at the end. When we got there she explained it was a little like the small rooms, only in this one larger room, it was more set up for a larger group of people. She showed us how the room was cut in half by a wooden plank wall that could in several places either hold someone in place like a set of stocks or on their hands and knees. As I Looked at the wooden plank wall that separated the larger room into two rooms, I could see there were 4 holes near the floor, all slightly different sizes. Around the padded holes was a small barn door or double door affair, I assumed to facilitate getting a person into position and then closing tightly around them. Other holes were up higher at say hip height and looked to me like they could be used as stocks like in the dark ages. As I contemplated in my own mind, the sexual implications of the wall, my wife Dawn asked how the room worked and what took place there. The young woman then demonstrated how the top plank lifted up and in her case she could be placed in it, bent at the waist with her legs pulled wide apart. She then explained how a man, a group of men or a group of men and women could do as they wished to her in that position. The young woman continued on to explain that the lower holes could be used to place her on her knees and then close the barn door assembly around her waist to hold my wife in place. She then explained how again it would hold someone in place while others did as they chose to them. Something about this contraption, being held in place or perhaps having things done to her seemed of interest to my wife, as I could see the gears turning as she stood and listened to the young woman's explanation of the rooms use. The young woman then gave a quick warning that the activities that take place here can be considered a form of bondage and safeguards need to be considered if we were considering to ever use the room. As the young woman and I started to walk again, I noticed my wife Dawn stood locked in a stare at the room and I had to say her name several times to get her attention. I also noticed that on the way back to the small office area, my wife seemed to stay very close and continually rub my arm as we walked. Looking back it may have been a signal I missed. When we arrived back at the small office, the young woman handed us both a release and agreement to read and sign. A quick read of both documents showed it to be not only a sobering total release of liability, but also a consent to many forms of treatment, should they happen to occur. I was still reading when my wife cleared her throat as she handed her signed copy back to the young woman. Taking the hint, I quickly signed and handed mine back as well. I was still concerned about what we had both just signed as my wife Dawn pulled me to one of the couches in the social area to sit down. People were just starting to show up at the club as we settled in to watch. I asked my wife what she thought and she said she really didn't know, but one thing she knew for sure was that we needed rules for what we were thinking about doing and we needed them right now. I have to admit that this caught me off guard and I quickly realized that Dawn had something in mind for us and the only way to find out was to agree with her rules. With that thought process I replied simply, "OK." Dawn then explained the rules and as she did so I have to admit my head started to swim just a bit as I listened. My wife said that we were going to do this, and if either one of us says no, it's over and we fall back to some not so pleasant other plan. Dawn then also said that, having me watch her was beginning to really turn her on and because I said it was a turn on for me to, tonight I would just watch. My mind was sucking up the words and spitting out "does not compute" as she spoke, but in the end I could see that Dawn had made her mind up to experience what ever it was she was so enamored with. At this point I as well realized I was being cuckolded and it was not going to be any other way except the highway. As I contemplated this, I decided I would play this through and see where it went. After all, now that Dawn had said what she did and I could almost visualize it happening, I now realized that I was getting more turned on by the minute about it actually happening in front of me. After it appeared we were both in agreement, we both sat silent while couples slowly filled the room and the rooms around us. Some couples sat fully dressed and others we're showing signs of loosing clothes little by little. Looking at Dawn I could see we were, as fate would have it, both watching a couple on another couch across from us. The female or wife judging by the ring was all but naked in some skimpy lingerie as other men would stop, sit next to her and rub her leg as they talked to her and her partner. At one point two well dressed men approached her, sat down and after a little discussion, all four rose up and went down the hall towards the multiple rooms. Seeing this, my wife Dawn stood up and said she would be right back. About 5 minutes later I was struck with the sight of Dawn heading back my way across the room with one large change to her appearance. My wife had removed her overcoat and was now walking across a room full of couples and single men with nothing on but her black thong, bra and high heels. It was now more than apparent that Dawn had decided it was time to lose her overcoat and show off her wares to the single men in the room, and by the time she got to where I sat, it was definitely working. I say it was working because as Dawn approached the couch were I sat, she appeared to have two handsome men of her own following close behind her. Once my wife had sat back next to me, both of the men gave their names and then each took my wife's hand one at a time and planted on it a single kiss. The men then asked if we were interested, not alluding to what. Dawn, playing a little hard to get, then replied "maybe later", and then told them we were just getting up to walk around and if they would like to go with us, that would be fine. Both the men's eyes lit up and they all but at the same time said that they would love to walk with us. As Dawn rose off the couch next to me, she was met with the outstretched hand of one of the men, who in turn all but pulled her swiftly up off the couch towards him. When I stood I was half dizzy with everything I had just taken in and before I could think it through any more, we were all four on the move. Dawn and I walked together towards the selection of activity rooms with the two men close behind us. As we walked I made it a point to find a reason to glance behind and indeed the two men's eyes were locked on Dawn's beautiful ass, as she strolled beside me. When we came to the orgy room, Dawn slowed and looked in at the men and women all tangled in different states of sex, some with one partner and some with multiple partners. After a few brief minutes and to my relief, Dawn began to move on down the hall towards the other rooms with the two men still behind us. Next we stopped at the gang bang room and a woman that appeared to be just a little older than Dawn, but very attractive for her age, was getting it from behind and in front, with a man lying on his back sucking on a breast below her. The woman was moaning around the cock in her mouth and looked to be nearing an orgasm real soon. Dawn stood frozen and stared at what was happening, as I stood next to her in the dark hallway. After watching for just a few minutes there in the dark, my attention was brought back to my wife Dawn as she drew in a sharp breath while at the same time it felt as though she had increased her grip on my arm. When I glanced over at her I could see the two men that were behind both of us had both moved together very close behind her. Soon my wife had drawn in another quick breath and I decided to try and see for myself why without being too obvious about it. I first looked down in front of Dawn, and as I did so I could see each man had placed a hand above her bare hips. I then shifted position just a bit to get a quick look behind her and when I did, I could see there was just a small space between her and the two men. In that small space was Dawn's exposed ass cheeks with both the men's other hands disappearing out of sight in between them. By doing this the men were causing my wife's thong to move where it intersected with the waist straps, verifying to me that the men's fingers were both moving past it and pushing it aside as their fingers went by her asshole and perhaps even her unprotected pussy. My attention was then drawn back again to the room in front of us as the woman was getting very vocal now. As I again watched, the men were doing a fine job of taking her from both ends, filling the room with the sounds of her moaning and skin slapping against skin over and over again. As the woman was getting well pounded between the men, the man behind her took his thumb and began to push it into her asshole. When the man did this the woman pulled her mouth off the cock in front of her and began to shake and scream uncontrollably in orgasm. At the same time, my attention was drawn back to my wife again as she moved enough to take my attention away from what was taking place in front of us at that moment. When I glanced her way, Dawn was just placing her left arm over my right shoulder and taking a firm hold of the back of my neck with her open hand. One of the men that was previously behind her, now stood on the opposite side of her and she had her right arm over his shoulder. I looked down in front of her and could see that the man that now supported her on her right was moving his right hand around underneath her bra, massaging her right breast, while at the same time she seamed to be rocking her hips just slightly. This drew my attention lower to the sight of one of the men's hands coming around her side from behind and disappearing under the thin thong in the front. And judging by how low the hand was as it disappeared out of sight and the fact my wife's thongs waist strap was well above the man's wrist, told me the man's hand cupped her full pussy and he may even have a finger or two inside of her. As I watched Dawn's hips dance to the movements of the man's fingers, I remembered Dawn's rules and what she had said echoed through my head over and over. Resolute to the fact that this was now going to happen and I might as well enjoy it as well, I did something that surprised even me. As Dawn began to take notice of me watching and her eyes met mine, I leaned into her, kissed her full on the mouth, and then winked at her while turned again to watch the woman in the room in front of us. As I watched the woman spiraling down from a powerful orgasm, in contrast, and at the same time, my wife's grip continued to increase on the back of my neck. Seeing the exchange between Dawn and myself must have been seen as a green light to the two men. I say this because soon after that the man on her right appeared to have lifted her right leg under the knee, giving the man behind her better access to her unprotected pussy below. As kisses began to be exchanged by the three, I turned away to give Dawn her space and at that point just listened to my wife's heavy breathing turn to quick urgent pants while feeling a steady movement through her arm on my shoulder. As things started to quiet down next to me, I felt Dawn's grip loosen from my neck and then her arm sliding off my shoulder. I looked over at the three of them as the man behind her was whispering in her ear while holding her close to him with his hands on her waist. I couldn't hear what he was saying, but the expression on my wife's face was a good indication it was something that had all of her attention. My wife Dawn then nodded her head yes while looking at me nervously. While Dawn continued to look in my eyes with the strangest of expressions, the man behind her whispered something to the other man standing next to her that drew her attention from me back to the two men instantly. Soon after that, both men took hold of her and began to usher her further down the hall as my wife quickly looked back at me with concern in her eyes. I took this as a "you had better follow or lose me", so I followed as they walked ahead down the dark hall together in front of me. While my wife and the two men walked ahead of me, both men lightly cupped each of her ass cheeks with the hand closest to her. As I followed them, I realized that I had paid far to little attention to my wife's beautiful ass. I also realized that this was one hell of a time to start taking notice, with two strangers hands holding onto it right in front of me. I do have to admit that to see her ass this way, and with the stranger's hands all over it, was a big turn on and I found myself enjoying the show as the three walked ahead of me. When they reached the glory rooms, my wife and the two men stopped and as I drew near behind them I caught the last part of the quiet conversation. The man on her left asked if she was sure and my wife said, "Yes." At the time this meant nothing to me and I knew I was just going to have to keep following. The man on her left moved ahead of both my wife and the other man, taking with him my wife's hand in his and pulling her along. Again Dawn looked nervously back at me, perhaps nervous about what she was about to do or perhaps just making sure I was still there, or maybe a little of both. In just moments we all four turned the last corner and I then knew where we were going. I couldn't believe that my wife would be so brave to go from zero to full speed at this point, but it appeared it was really going to happen. Dawn's Descent Ch. 01 As we neared the end of the hallway, a few other men that had seen us walk down the hall started to follow the three of them and soon we were at the open entry to the large room with the wall that divided it in half. As the other two men approached my wife and the two men she was already with, I pulled back just a bit to give the group a little room. All four men then gathered closely around my wife Dawn. Dawn looked both filled with lust and nervous as the men each took turns speaking quietly to her while kissing her neck, stroking her hair and touching her lightly and playfully. Then the man standing right in front of her said something while reaching below her stomach that brought my wife's head around to look directly in his eyes while she reached for his forearm with both of her hands. The other three men drew closer yet around her and in moments I heard her reply, "Yes, yes please." The man facing her smiled and then all four men took her into the room and then around and behind the wood wall that housed the stock looking devise in it. At this point I didn't remember the name of the room, but I did remember that it was used to try new things, be held in place and have ones limits pushed. My mind was a wreck, thinking my god this is really going to happen and happen right now as I started to follow the group around the wall, but was suddenly cut off by one of the men. The man that stopped me smiled and said, "It is customary for the husband or partner to sit over here" while pointing to the bench on the opposite side of the wall. I quickly looked at Dawn for her approval and found her nodding her head yes as she looked at me nervously. Seeing this I turned and went to the bench that faced the wall on the other side. I now sat facing the plank wall, just 6 feet from it, and could see my wife surrounded by the four men through various holes in the wall as the group began kissing her and running their hands all over her body. Minutes later, one of the men came around my side and removed a large wood plank that formed the upper half of the three holes in the wall, the two outer being small and the center hole being larger. The upper plank appeared to be on some sort of a spring and once released, shifted up quite easily. Once the upper plank was raised, the men on the other side brought my wife to the three holes, bent her down at the waist and placed each hand through the small outer holes and her head through the largest of the three in the center. The man on my side then pushed the plank back down slowly, in essence locking her in a bent position in what I would call a set of stocks, only these were set up quite comfortable with pads around all the holes. With my wife's head and hands now filling all three holes in front of me and I could see nothing that was taking place on the other side. As Dawn quietly looked down at the floor in front of me, I could hear the four men behind her talking quietly and agreeing on something. Then I heard one man ask where the cuffs were at and another replied he would get them. As I continued to listen, another man's voice than said, "God, just look at that ass" and then I heard a slap and at the same time my wife's head moved just slightly. I then heard someone say, "Ok, pull those off and move her legs out to the sides where they belong" and then moments later my wife dropped her mouth open a little and looked up nervously at me. As she looked in my eyes I can only describe the look in her eyes as some sort of a mixture of fear, guilt, lust and nervousness. My gaze was broken by movement on top of the upper plank and when I looked up I could see one of the men had placed Dawn's thong up there for safe keeping. As I was contemplating the vulnerability of my wife's exposed pussy and ass with her in that bend over position, another man said, "Now the other leg, ok lets go out to the furthest holes on both, she looks like a very flexible girl to me." Moments later my wife's eyes got wide and then she started to stare past me at the wall. I heard a man say, "Put all the toys down here, where's the lube, get it out, put it right by the toys and someone take off that bra, let's see those tits." Suddenly, "Oh God, Mmmmmmm" came from Dawn's mouth as the men behind the wall grew quiet and her black bra appeared up above her on the wall next to her thong. Minutes later my wife's hands started to shoot open and closed over and over as her mouth dropped open and a moan began to emanate from somewhere down deep inside her. I strained to take in everything I could see and hear from where I sat as Dawn began to moan louder and clench her fists. Next her head started to push forward and back in quick short strokes as she lifted her head and darted her eyes around the room. This kept going until after a few minutes I started to hear a faint slapping noise from behind the wall that matched the quick short movements of her head. My wife looked up at me with an almost drunk look on her face and acted as if she was trying to speak but couldn't form the words. I took this as a chance to say something, and I leaned as far as I could forward and asked, "What are they doing to you honey." Dawn strained hard to reply as her head bobbed slightly and said, " So...many...fingers, oh god, oh god." Once this was said she dropped her head again, looking back at the ground as her hands continued to open and close urgently. This went on for a few more minute and then I heard a man say, "Open, open, open relax honey, time for something bigger." Dawns head then shot up and she said, "My ass, oh, god my ass, too many, too much, fuck, fuck, fuckkkkk." I then once again asked my wife what they were doing and my wife looked past me as if I wasn't even there and replied to me between hard breaths, "Vibrating, strong...Large...large, oh fuck...fingers, toys, fingers, toys...NO ROOM FOR THAT, No no no full full oh jesusssss." And then Dawn's head dropped and began to move forward and back at a slower pace. My wife's breathing was heavy and erratic as she turned her head to the side as if she might see what was happening through the wood wall. Dawn then dropped her head, clenched her fists and screamed she was coming over and over. The sound coming from behind the wall was something I can only attempt to describe as a quick wet slapping noise that matched the jerking of her head and hands. To my amazement, Dawn had no more quit screaming she was coming the first time, when all of a sudden she started to jerk, grunt and scream she was coming again, only this time saying my name over and over. When my wife finally settled down and the noise from behind the wall got quiet, she hung there just breathing hard and mumbling a little with her mouth mostly closed. I could hear movement and whispering from behind the wall, but like my wife Dawn, I had no idea what was coming next. Then all at once, Dawn looked me strait in the eyes with an alarmed look on her face and grunted one long grunt. As she continued to stare at me, her mouth fell partially open and her head started to make long slow movements towards me and then back again. A few moments later, her shoulder started to bump up against the wood planks in a slow steady rhythm. As I sat there watching, I knew one of the four men was now fucking my wife and I was sure that three more were waiting in line to do the same thing to her. Dawn's shoulders continued to bump against the wood wall for about ten minutes as she shook, mumbled and her hands flailed about in their restraints. Soon I heard a man groan and my wife stopped moving and froze in position, as I assumed the man was coming deep inside her. In just a few seconds, her eyes shot opened again and she made the same long grunt from her throat as before. But this time something was very different because as she was being pushed up against the wood wall towards me, she started to cuss while looking urgently at me saying, "Big, oh fuck, fuck...he's big.... feels so...big.... hurts.... To much...my take the other one out, no not deeper, oh my, my tits, my tits, shit." Dawn was now making little or no sense, but I could make out that the second man was much larger than the first and someone was doing something with her tits at the same time. Soon my wife's shoulders were bumping the wall enough to move the planks as she was becoming more vocal as well and it was almost embarrassing to hear what was coming out of her mouth. As I watched my wife getting a rough pounding from behind, a loud slapping sound could be heard in unison with her shoulders being slammed into the wood wall over and over. Then suddenly in front of me, Dawn raised her head, looked me strait in the eyes and said two words in a low gutter tone, which was to be my official introduction into being a cuckold. Those two words were, " Hot...Coming." When my wife said this I swear her eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth dropped open and her body just convulsed against the wall as the man behind her began to groan. I knew well by what she had said, the man's groaning and her convulsions that the well hung man pounding her from behind had cum deep inside of her married pussy or perhaps ass. Either way, the man had filled her with his hot cum right in front of me, her husband. Fearing this may be going too far, I crept forward to whisper in my wife's ear, asking if she was ok. Dawn simply replied, "Kiss me honey, stay here and kiss......" Dawn's words were then cut short as her eyes shot open wide and she held her breath while mouthing words I could no way make out. Then when she could spare the breath she finished her sentence by saying, "while those fuckers do what they wish, oh god, kiss me, shit they're...oh god they." My wife's words to me were again cut short as she started to shake, moan and whine in front of me. After a few minutes of this, Dawn was able to force out the words, "fucking my pussy, Honey, with something Honey, really big, god, NO NO both, to full oh god I'm full honey, never, been, so, full,.... kiss me, kiss, kiss, me, me." At that point my wife's shoulders made contact with the boards, pushing her mouth into mine and we locked in an open mouth French kiss with her screaming in my mouth. As I struggled to keep up with the movement of her head while locked in a kiss, I heard the men whooping and voicing their approval of what someone by the name of Tom was doing to her and to give it to her good. My wife's eyes were rolling back in her head as she was shoved at a steady rhythm into the boards while at the same time an audible "Thworp, thworp, thworp" noise came from behind the wall. At this point I couldn't hold my ground as instructed any longer and quickly walked to the end of the wall and moved around it to the other side. As I did so I instantly saw one man standing behind Dawn's wide spread ass and plowing in and out of it with his large cock. Dawn's legs were pulled out to the sides wider than I had imagined and being held firmly there with leather cuffs on her ankles that were in turn attached to a small chrome chain on each side. At that very moment the man was also bending slightly foreword as he reached around her stomach and down between her legs. What ever he was doing to Dawn with his right hand was causing the man's muscular arm to flex along with my wife's thighs to shake in time with the man's arm muscles. I was careful not to get in the way as I changed my location to get a better look at what the man was doing between Dawn's legs. I have to say I was floored when I finally saw that the man was not only fucking my wife's ass, but was at the same time roughly shoving a big rubber dildo that looked like a very big man's cock, in and out of her pussy from below with his free hand. While he did this a second man was squeezing copious amounts of lube from a bottle, down onto my wife's upper ass crack keeping her asshole more than well lubricated, as a third man seemed to be busy with her hanging tits. I could now tell that all the wet "Thworping" noises were coming from all the lube being blown past the man's cock on every instroke as well every so often coming from the large flexible dildo being slammed in and out of my wife's wet pussy below. Dawn's bend over position along with her legs being so far apart left my wife totally open for anything the men wanted to do and they were doing everything they wanted as I watched. As I took it all in, the fourth man winked at me while it appeared he was keeping my wife's clit more than busy with one hand while rubbing her back softly with the other. Keeling down a bit, I could see that the man below my wife's hanging breasts was pulling roughly on her nipples while at the same time rolling them between his fingers. When he did this it made Dawn's breasts look as if they were pointed cones, forcing me to look twice to take it all in. By this time my wife was in the throws of yet another powerful orgasm and was shaking and choking as if something was keeping her from breathing. Hearing this I rushed back to the other side of the wall and found my wife's face surrounded by three young men that couldn't have been any older than the legal age to get into the club. The young men were all talking dirty to Dawn, as each one appeared to be taking turns feeding her their cocks one after the other. At first I was alarmed but then noticed Dawn doing her best to open her mouth, stick out her tongue, and invite the next cock inside as they switched ever so often. Seeing this I decided to stay back and watch for a while. After the young men had taken turns letting her get them each good and hard, one said, "Ok slut, it's feeding time." With that said the first young man pushed his cock to the point Dawn was choking started stroking in and out, fucking her face. Moments later the young man pulled half way out of her to where the head of his cock was just inside her mouth and while holding her mouth firmly closed with both hands, came inside of her mouth. It seemed like the young man came forever as Dawn choked while a stream of sperm ran from both corners of her mouth and down her chin. When the first young man pulled his cock out, the second stepped right in and slid his cock deep in my wife's throat. About this time the men behind the wall must have ramped up there assault to her lower regions because my wife started to scream around the cock in her throat while at the same time her head moved forward and back. This brought the second young man off quickly, but only this time all her screaming around the cock brought most of the young man's cum out of Dawn's nose and mouth as her eyes strained wide open and tearing. In just a few moments after that a low groan from a man behind the wall accompanied by my wife dropped her head, signified in my mind the end of the roughest fucking from behind thus far. As the third young man playfully rubbed his cock across Dawn's cum coated face, I heard first one slap, then two more, then more until finally the slapping took on a steady rhythm. Not long after this started, Dawn turned her head slightly to the side, causing the cock that was now buried in her mouth to push harshly out on the opposite cheek. As she did this a scream emanated from deep in her throat as the last young man held her face still and began to deposit his seed in her mouth. When the young man pulled free of her, Dawn instantly started babbling crazy words as cum ran from her mouth down to the floor below her. At first she said, "Deep, deep, big, easy, easy, oh fuck it's big, no not all, not all god I can't, I can't, can't take it." And then she shook and convulsed while drooling in the most powerful orgasm yet. As she did this I raced around the wall only to find a man kneeling directly behind her with his right hand buried in her pussy while at the same time another man was busy slowly working the same large dildo from before, in and out of my wife's wide spread asshole. The sight was something I can't describe and just as I was taking it all in, the man fisting her rolled his arm to what must have been palm down inside her and then drew his arm back. This had to place his open palm directly on my wife's G-spot because as he started to do something inside with his hand, Dawn screamed swear words from her mouth as a stream of clear liquid squirted from her crotch. This was the first time I had seen a woman ejaculate, and it was a sight I would never forget considering it was my wife's body doing it as she was slowly fist fucked by a man I had yet to be introduced to. After this, Dawn was finished, saying nothing all the way home. Long story short, the experience didn't save our marriage, but did make things very interesting for the next year and a half or so. For the next year, Dawn made trying new things at the club, her personal challenge. This all ended when a group of three serious men took her to the edge, in one of the larger of the glory rooms. Word is she may have been drugged. All I know about what happened in that small dark room was what little I could see as I watched through one of the holes of an adjacent room. End of Chapter 1 Dawn's Descent Ch. 02 Please read Ch 1 Thanks, Tim It was a Friday night at the club and there was some kind of BDSM group from out of town having a special event. Most of the regulars had opted not to show, but the adventurous were invited via the e-mail news letter we al receive every month. I suggested we stay away but my wife Dawn just had to see what it was all about. That night would soon be the first and last time I would lose track of Dawn. And it would all be due to me allowing her to participate in what the group called a "Slave inspection." The slave inspection in and of itself was an opportunity for husbands and significant others to offer up their wives or girlfriends to be put through what was assumed to be a real submissive inspection process by three masters. The slave inspection area was an area curtained off with a black leather curtain around all four sides that housed three of what they called, "Masters." The Masters would silently wait for women, or what they called slaves to be sent into them for what they called slave inspections. Women wearing lingerie or nothing at all, would be blindfolded and have their hands handcuffed behind them by their own husbands, boyfriends or who ever and then be sent into the curtained off area to be inspected by the men, or Masters as they were called. From both listening outside through the leather curtain and seeing what the attractive women looked like when they emerged, it was obvious that the inspection was "very in depth and thorough" to say the least. A good example and one I'll not forget would be the second young woman that was sent inside by her young husband. The young husband and wife were new to the club and I was surprised to see them there at all for something like this. Once his young wife Sara was inside the room, her husband Paul sat down next to us and nervously told us of his insistence to her that she participate in this event. Paul had just began to tell my wife and I of a previous adventure they had a week prior, when the conversation was interrupted by a multitude of sounds emerging from behind the black leather curtain next to us. The three of us sat silent as her husband Paul nervously endured listening to his young wife be worked over by the three men inside. As we listened It was obvious that the young woman was being kept on the edge of orgasm while as one of the men inside put it, her limits where being assessed. Around 30 minutes into it, the young wife, Sara, was whimpering and saying her husbands name over and over. After hearing this, her husband Paul stood close to the curtain and asked if she was OK. One of the men inside replied and asked if he wanted to see what was happening to his slut wife and he nervously replied, yes. Minutes later a rolling sound could be heard and then the curtain was slowly unzipped on our side from the bottom up to about four foot high. As the curtain parted a large padded table on wheels began to push through and soon there after, two feet, legs and then the striking view of the man's young wife's white wide spread ass. Sara was tied on the table, face down, hands still behind her back with her knees pulled far out to the sides and strapped down with Velcro straps. Another strap crossed over her back near her shoulder blades holding her upper body pinned tight to the padded table and causing her wide spread ass to tower high and exposed above her. But everything I described was not the most shocking thing believe it or not. The most shocking thing was in between her wide spread ass cheeks and legs. First off, the young woman's ass cheeks were blossomed grossly wide open, not from anyone holding them that way, but from a large black expandable dildo that was at this point pumped up to what had to be the maximum limits her asshole ring could stretch. And right below another one of even larger size was emerged ominously from her wide stretched pussy lips. The two large black expandable dildos each had a black hose with a pump ball and valve on the end. The two small pump balls each laid neatly on the red lather padded table between the young wife's wide spread legs. Also adding to the shocking visual was her asshole ring and pussy lips, strained pink and covered with clear lube, showing obvious signs of abuse to be stretched to this point. As the three of us stared at her white pail upturned ass, I noticed a man's hand coming from the front, just lightly touching her clit below while she continued to grown and shake in front of us. Paul was allowed to run his fingers around her stretched asshole ring and pussy, but was told not to touch her clit. He was even allowed to pump one of the balls if he wished, but declined saying he didn't think his wife could take anymore. The men told her she would not be allowed to cum because her husband wouldn't pump the balls. Sara began to beg and cry, first for Paul to do as they say and then for her husband not to, saying she couldn't take anymore inside of her. This went on until the men pulled the table back inside and brought her to a powerful orgasm themselves for us all to hear. And yes, I recall hearing six or seven pumps from the time her first orgasm started and her second one ended. After this, Paul insisted that his ravaged young wife be released and he helped her from the room as she struggled to walk. My wife Dawn was the fifth and last to go in as I sat outside on my chair. As I sat there and listened, the men gave her the same instructions as the last woman like, "Hold still, legs apart, further, further, don't move." and it wasn't long after that I heard the familiar sound of my wife grunting like she does when she is nearing her orgasm. Someone then said, "on the table, knees wide apart, hold onto your ankles." Not long after that, the men had my wife begging to cum over and over again. And not long after that she sounded as if she was being reduced to a whimpering mess, as the men could be heard saying, "put more weight on it, good, good, real good, .....now here's a little reward." Just a short time after that the men asked if she had her own master and she replied, "No, a husband." It sounded as if the same man asked if I was outside and my wife said, "yes." One of the other men asked if she wanted to stay and be their slave and my heart fell when I heard Dawn say, "Yes, yes." Then she was ordered to tell me through the curtain that she was their slave tonight and I could stay or go. My decision was to go, so I left the room and went back to the main room. After I had been in the main room for a short time, I met a couple that may have thought I was a single male and we began to converse. The conversation progressed and I eventually mentioned to them that my wife had been inspected and asked to stay with the masters. At first I thought I had said something incredibly wrong, when the woman made a solemn face then looked at her husband next to her. After gazing back at the woman with a similar look on his face he spoke quietly as he looked me in the eyes. "Have you done this before with this group?" I looked at him and simply said, "No this our first time." The woman then looked at him and told him, "Tell him, just go ahead and tell him so he knows." By this time I was really wondering what was going on and right before I began to demand I was told, the man spoke up and said. "The group is based around three leading Masters. Those three take a slave, if one is offered or by chance would offer her self at any one event. The three masters are said to be masters of sexual and sensual torture." The woman then broke in and said, "What we are saying is, your wife giving herself to them and you agreeing is a challenge and these men are serious players and play rough." I told them that she had very little experience in this and asked them to give me any ideas they had to get her back. The couple agreed to help and we all three left the main room together in search of my wife Dawn. When we returned to the room with the curtained off area in it, no one appeared to be there and I slowly moved the curtain aside and walked inside. Inside there was three chairs facing what looked like a single metal pole emerging from a large weighted round base. The pole was adjustable and had on the top a medium sized rubber cock pointing straight up. The cock was at waist height and it didn't take me long at all to figure out what it had been used for. Not far from the pole was the padded table that now had been fitted with two large rubber cocks attached to it near the center. Looking closer, I could see where the last rider of these two rubber monsters, most likely my wife, had been able to take both of them to what looked like around 8 inches judging by where the fresh lube was pushed down to. I was brought back to reality by the couple I was with telling me they thought they might have heard something down the U shaped hallway that held all the glory rooms. With that said I looked one last time at the devises in the small curtained off area, and then went with them down the hallway. As we stood there at the opening of the hallway I heard the clicking of high heels going down the hall that led deeper into the small glory rooms. While I listened I could also hear a woman slurring her words as one of the men said, "Come on bitch, we'll take good care of you." This was followed by a loud smack or slap and the sound of the woman whining as the heels made a faster pace across the wood floor. The man motioned for his wife and I to follow and we made our way down to the hallway leading past all the glory rooms. As we approached the end of the dark hall, or better yet where it turned several times to head back around the other way, I heard something that sounded like a woman's muffled screaming, choking and coughing. I then heard the same person grunting a long groan that eventually turned to a whine. Shortly there after a series of, "Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap" could be heard from the same place which appeared to be right in front of us in one of the larger glory rooms. A man's voice then said, "Suck it slave or I'll stick all five in your ass, I mean it." Looking at the couple next to me it was apparent we all three agreed the noise was coming from the room right in front of us, but unfortunately the door was closed and locked according to the occupied indicator next to the knob. Not really knowing what to do now, the three of us now just stood and listened intently. After a few minutes of standing there, I could tell there were two men in the room with one woman being forced to do something. I jumped slightly as someone appeared beside us. Turning to the side I could see now it was a tall older man with a small gym bag in his right hand. Before I could say anything he smiled and spoke first saying, "The locked rooms are private, invitation only, but you and your friends can watch from either room next to it, if you care to." With this said he knocked, someone opened the door just wide enough to enter, and as he did so I could make out a few things despite the darkness inside before the door was closed behind him. In the dark I could see that this particular glory room was fitted with a bench on both walls, one on the right and one on the left. What I saw briefly was two men, one on each bench, facing each other and a naked woman in black high heels, lay suspended face down between them. I could have sworn those were my wife's high heels, but there was no real way to be certain. What was even more disturbing than the familiar looking high heels, was the way the woman hung across the open space between the two men with her back arched backwards as if she was passed out or somehow had no control over her body what so ever. The man on the right bench had the woman straddling his lap with one of her legs on each side of him. The man on the other side held her head in his lap face down. Now filled with curiosity and concern, I remembered the fact the walls were full of small holes and quickly entered the small room on the right, while at the same time the couple that was with me entered the room on the other side. As my eyes dilated, I could see there were a number of holes in the wall between my room and the one with the woman and the three men. As I looked through the first one I have to say I was taken back by what was taking place in the other room right in front of me. The woman, perhaps my wife Dawn, was indeed being held suspended between the two benches, or better put the two men on the benches. On my side the woman's legs were spread wide over the older man's lap as she faced away from him, leaning or better yet laying into the man on the other side facing her. Her pale pert and familiar ass showed definite signs of abuse even in the dark while being forced both up and open due to her legs being forced so far apart over the man that sat on my side along with her being rotated stomach down. I could also see the man's hands busy between her legs as she gave out muffled groans around what was plainly the other man's cock buried in her mouth. As my eyes adjusted to the dark, I moved to the furthest hole to the right to see what the man was doing between the woman's legs and found myself quietly gasping at what I saw. The man's cock could be seen glistening in the dim light as the wet base of it emerged from the woman's pussy at an odd angle that at the same time was causing her asshole to be pushed slightly outward. With one hand the man pushed several fingers inside her asshole, moving them from side to side and in and out. With the other hand he pushed several fingers in along side his cock, making the woman scream around the other man's cock. I must say that, judging by the look on his face he was enjoying every minute of what he was doing to her. As I watched through the holes, The situation in the room soon escalated, as the man that had gone into the room as I stood outside got more involved. First he took the woman's wrists that were already handcuffed behind her back and attached a set of leather cuffs on ach of her wrists directly above the handcuffs. He then pulled out a long piece of rope, tossed it over something above, then pulled her wrists painfully upwards towards the ceiling and connected the cuffs to the end of the rope. The man then pulled on the end of the rope and slowly raised the woman's arms further towards the ceiling causing her to cry out in agony. Once the woman's arms were secure, the same man then secured both the woman's ankles at opposite ends of the bench, pulling her legs even wider apart then they already were and making her crotch even more open for the man with his fingers and cock buried deep in it. The woman's whimpers and groans were growing more urgent as I strained to see more in the darkness. Now with the woman all but hanging between the two men with a third man at her side, the man furthest from me pulled her mouth free of his cock and shoved what had to be some sort of gag in her mouth then quickly pulled the straps behind her head tight. The man closest to me then spoke, "Alright slut, it's time to go where you have never gone before." With that said, the man I had spoke to briefly in the hallway produced from the bag, not just one, but two large rubber dildos around 10 inches long, one black rubber glove that would fit a man from finger tip to elbow and a handful of vibrating eggs and other miscellaneous items. The man across from me held a bottle of something over the woman's ass that was wide open in front of the man closest to me and said, "lots of lube, you'll need it slut." For the next 45 minutes, the woman screamed through the gag in both pleasure and pain as the men administered every form of sexual torment they were equipped to deliver to her. At one point both the large rubber cocks were pushed inside of both her pussy and ass. This would be something that most women could barely tolerate and perhaps drive them mad, but in this mystery woman's case, a number of vibrating eggs were already deep inside of her pussy and ass before the two 10 inch rubber dildos were worked fully in by the men. This caused her body to convulsed and twist in a crazy panic as if she were going out of her mind as the men held the two dildos deep inside of her. As I continued to watch, the small dark room was literally transformed into the woman's own private torture chamber as the men held the two rubber dildos as deep as they would go inside of her while turning all the vibrating eggs to full power. After a few minutes of this the woman finally passed out right after coming so hard that she ejaculated a stream of liquid all over the floor below her. As the woman hung limp in front of the men, the man closest to me put on the long black rubber glove covered it with lube then slowly and patiently began to work his fist into her pussy. At about half way to his forearm, the woman came to and pulled herself up backwards by her arms and started to shake and scream into the gag. The man fisting her then told the woman how he was slowly gathering up what he counted as 5 vibrating eggs inside his fist as I watched and heard her howl and grown like an animal each time he gathered another inside his gloved fist. After he did this he then proceeding to slowly fist fuck her to what seemed like insanity. And then as if this wasn't enough, the man on the opposite bench reached foreword and pulled her ass cheeks wide apart while the third man push one of the large dildos into her asshole that was now puckered and distorted above the man's gloved forearm." When the men did this to her, the woman tensed and arched her back severely backwards, that I noticed the men had attached some small weights to each of her nipples via some sort of clamps. As one man fisted her pussy and the other twisted, pushed and pulled the dildo in and out of her asshole, the weights began swinging in all directions taking her elongated tits with them. As this all happened, the woman strained her head around to the left and I at last realized it was indeed my wife Dawn taking full force what the three masters had to dish out to her. Dawn was never the same and spent most of her time staring into the distance when not being totally occupied. She never would talk of it and it wasn't long after we divorced. Reports are she ended up married to one of the men that had her captive in that room, but I have no way of knowing whether or not that is true. The end