0 comments/ 53428 views/ 27 favorites Nicole-Taken On The Road By: Thadsgood {This is not a loving wives story. It could be categorized as a hot wife or a slut wife if there was such a category at literotica. If you don't like wives who are sluts or have sex with others than don't read it unless, as I suspect, somehow it compels you to anyway.} I married Nicole because she had that combination of wild child and sweet innocent nature that I can't resist. She is open and unrestrained in the bedroom, but to our friends she must seem like the girl next door. My friends just couldn't see it. It's my first marriage, her second. I'm more than a decade older at age 45. I also found out about another part of her. She revealed herself in snippets over a short period of time. She often talked about fantasies. She was very interested in mine and didn't hesitate to share hers. I noticed the most common theme of hers was being taken. She often talked about her ex-husband. He was the hot headed type. He was controlling. To me, he sounded just plain mean. However, I noticed when she talked about the sex she had with him, it made her hot. She especially loved it when he "took" her, as she'd say. When he made her do things, naughty things, just because he said so. These things included bondage, spanking and verbal humiliation. He also forced her to suck off a couple of his friends. She said this was in response to her burning dinner one night. I asked if she liked it. She just lowered her head in embarrassment, her face reddened. I knew her answer. I had a girlfriend in the past who was into sharing, so I'd experienced the thrill of this as well. We took quick steps in our sexual games. Being a smart guy I also took advantage of this, as they are also part of my fantasy life. We went from playful bondage and spanking to more elaborate scenarios rather quickly. One thing she really enjoyed was being exhibited. She's got a dynamite body and it didn't take too much encouragement from me for her to show it off. We loved to have her show way too much of her tits in public, such as an out of the way bar. She can wear skin tight pants or shorts that accentuate the best ass on the planet. It never failed to get us going and we'd fuck for hours on end after. We are from Michigan and once a year we drive down to Florida for an extended vacation. It didn't take long for us to enjoy showing Nicole off along the way. We started with truckers and guys in trucks, as our car is lower than most of the SUV's and trucks on the road. It gives the viewer an easy, unobstructed view. She especially liked when I tied her hands behind the seat so that she couldn't cover up. She was into bondage. She absolutely loved it so I incorporated it whenever I could. We'd stay in motels along the way and that also gave us opportunities to play. We did the "order the pizza" thing several times. She'd meet the guy at the door and flirt while wearing a towel, or just one of my button down shirts, open at the top and barely (or not really) covering her bare ass. I teased her each time that she should do more than just flirt. She'd just flash an embarrassed smile. I told her I should just tie her hands behind her back and let whatever happens happen. I could see her face had that look. I knew the look as total lust, I just hadn't learned yet exactly how much she wanted. She was looking for control. We were headed for something more and I think we both knew it. When it hit us it was like a lightning bolt and probably more unexpected. We were heading towards Florida. I'd devised a sexual game for us to play along the way. The trip takes us through Michigan, Ohio, Kentucky, Tennessee, Georgia, then into Florida. I dared her to be in various stages of nakedness in every other state. We leave in the early afternoon so it'd be night time by the middle of Kentucky, and into Tennessee, where we usually find a cheap motel for the night. I knew she'd be up for it, she always is, especially when I think of it. She likes doing the bidding of others, it frees her from some of the guilt, I guess. Wisely, I thought, she chose to remain clothed for the hour or so in Michigan. Her excited nervousness was apparent as we approached the Ohio border. She looked to me. I told her to take off her top. For the rest of the state she'd have to be topless, even at rest stops and gas stations. We were very aware though, that we usually didn't need gas until we hit Kentucky. Still, in the blaring light of day we had 3 hours drive at least until we hit the Kentucky border. We got a number of excited looks along the way. Nicole took to mashing herself against the door and slumping down whenever I saw a car of women, or children. However, when it was just men, I didn't allow it. Nicole gave me that cute sexy pout but I just shook my head sternly and forced her to sit up straight. She's got a very nice set of tits and her nipples when hard, like they were then, could poke your eyes out. I saw her squirm in her seat a number of times when guys would speed up as they passed us, then would slow down to make sure they were seeing what they were seeing. I made her make eye contact a couple times and her face turned various shades of scarlet. It was turning us both on, I have to admit. We got several toots of the horn from truckers, who no doubt had a better view of this gorgeous creature, topless, and wearing shorts so tight that I'm sure they could see the shape of her lips. She tried to beg out of the arrangement a couple times but rather nonconvincingly. I had plied her with coffee for nefarious reasons and sure enough she had that urge to pee. I just smiled. I pulled into a rest area. True to our arrangement she raced to the ladies room, her tits bouncing wonderfully from the exertion. It was probably for the best that it was rather dead at that time of day, no need for us to get arrested before we had our fun. One older man got a good look of boobs though as he suddenly turned the corner as she raced out of the bathroom, past him. She had a look of delightful horror. The man, shocked, regained his senses and looked at us as we drove away and just smiled and gave us a thumbs up. The Kentucky border approached too soon. She had a devilish smile when she put her top back on. "Are you happy, you perv? Dozens of guys got to ogle your wife's precious tits," she teased. "Uh huh," I laughed, "and so are you, I bet your panties are dripping." She smiled shyly with embarrassment, "they would be, if I was wearing any." I let her nap for a couple hours. I was planning my next move. My thought was that in Tennessee, she'd also have to go bottomless too. I figured that this would mean that when we stopped at the motel, she'd have to be exposed at least for a moment, when entering our room. I was hoping for a second floor. I wondered about the pizza scenario. I wondered if I should force her to do it this time. I thought that maybe I'd even handcuff her hands behind her and allow him access to her body. It was clear that she would like it, the hints were no longer subtle. The whole experience was getting to me as well. I wanted it to go farther than we'd ever gone, we both were turned on by what might happen. She was still groggy as we approached Tennessee. I saw her yawning as she tossed her top into the back seat. She looked at me with apprehension as she started to unbutton her shorts. I just nodded in mock seriousness. She shrugged and pulled them off of her. I could smell her. The excitement was evident. She inspired me to get the handcuffs out of the glove compartment. I had her put her hands behind the seat. I cuffed them together. She was now open for all to see. There are moments in people's lives when things change. I think we both knew something was coming, something that would forever change us, who we were at that moment. We were spinning towards it and neither of us wanted to stop it. We had no idea that it would happen as it did. The sun had faded by the time we entered Tennessee. This afforded Nicole some cover, though not much, as much of the highway is heavily lighted. Not as many people knew they had a naked woman right next to them as they drove by, but we did get a few interested onlookers. I'm not sure they knew exactly what it is they saw, even though I gave them every opportunity. I was starting to wish I'd insisted on her being naked during the daytime. I was resigned that perhaps more would happen when we got to the motel. We were just half way through the state when Nicole said she had to use the bathroom again. My heart jumped. I pulled in quickly to the first rest area. Nicole made me pull all the way to the end. I reluctantly obliged, knowing that she was probably right in being cautious. Still, I wanted something, anything good to happen. I uncuffed her for the moment to give her hands a rest. I went first. As I was returning to the car I noticed that the ladies room was being cleaned by an older lady. I was still in the dark when I saw Nicole standing outside the car. By the time I returned she was back in her seat. I told Nicole about the ladies room. She had a pleading look on her face. I told her to use the men's room, as it was empty. She told me to stand guard. I just smiled and said, "Sure," kiddingly, like I didn't really mean it. It was in the back of my mind to "let" some guy surprise her and see what happened. The stuff leading up to this had gotten us both edgy and bothered. I pulled her from the car. Then, I recuffed her hands behind her. She started to protest but I pulled her close to me and kissed her deeply, cutting off her protests. I could feel her grind her bare pussy into me. I could feel the heat. I noticed out of the corner of my eye a semi truck, parked all the way at the end, in the darkest part of the lot. I thought to myself, "too bad you are in the dark buddy, you'd get a good show." I took her by the elbow and quickly led her up the path. She kept begging for me to at least let her hands be free but I knew she didn't need them to pee. I could also see how hot this was making her, there was no hiding it in her face. She padded into the bathroom in her bare feet, I saw her face form a disgusted, "ew" look. I just waved her forward. I took out my cell phone and called the motel. They were more than happy to give me a second floor room. I was smiling and congratulating myself when I noticed a figure approaching in the dark. I had wandered off from the bathroom door. I started to approach but I realized how dangerous that could be, coming at someone out of the dark like that. I knew Nicole would be using one of the stalls, I hoped she wasn't done yet. The man appeared under the light that hung above the door. He was a big man, burly, with huge arms and had a large beard and sizeable sideburns. I saw his hand reach for the latch, it was huge, it was like a bear paw. I just shivered. I'm a strong man, but If I was going to fight him for Nicole, I'd get my ass kicked. I was resigned to it though, if necessary. Still, based on what had led up to this, I wanted to see what would happen. He entered. I waited just a minute or so before I couldn't stand it. I went in. He was using the urinal. There was someone in one of the stalls, no doubt it was Nicole. I was guessing she was trying to wait him out. He finished up and went to the sink. He took his time. He was grooming himself. "Fuck," I thought, "how can I get her out of here?" I also wondered whether I should. The thought of him finding her, as she was, cuffed and open for him, made me hesitate. I used the urinal myself then I went to a sink just down from his. I saw him eyeing me. I was becoming self conscious, I didn't want him to see my nervousness. I tried to act nonchalant. When it was obvious he wasn't leaving anytime soon I started to go to one of the stalls. His voice was low and menacing. "Look dude, I'm not into any of that gay shit, so don't even think about it." I was startled. I tried babbling out some explanation like I have a bladder problem or something, I can't even remember, but it sounded just as stupid to him as it did to me. His eyes bored a hole in me. "Do your business, then get out," he growled. I considered facing up to him to at least give Nicole a chance to run out but the excitement built up from our ride made me let it play out. Reluctantly I walked outside, I glanced back to see Nicole pull her feet up under the stall. She was trying to hide. On the other side of the building there was a window. It was one of those glass block types, but it had a noticeable crack in it along where it met a vent. I could see most of the bathroom. He was still in front of the mirror. Suddenly, he spoke. "Listen miss, I know you are in there. I've already met your man, might as well meet you too." Nicole didn't answer. He continued, "listen, I've got all night," he said softly, carefully. She still didn't respond. I saw him walk to her stall. He knocked on the door, lightly, but insistently. I was about to go in and get his hands all bloody but the possibility of what might happen overwhelmed that side of me. I heard Nicole peep, "what do you want?" He leaned in, peering through the cracks. I knew he could see her as she was, naked and cuffed. "I just want a better look than I got before. That was quite a show back there. I liked when you got out of the car when he was gone and gave me a show. Then, I saw your man take you out of the car, cuff you and bring you in here. In the dark though I didn't get to see enough. I think it's only fair you show me what you intended." I heard Nicole sniffling. "I'm sorry, we're just playing a game...I don't want to get hurt..." The trucker scoffed. "Hurt you? I'm offended. You are the one who pranced in here stark naked. I just want what any guy would want, the chance to see you, up close, in all your glory." "Oh god," Nicole said softly. "My husband is just outside," she said. "Yeah, I met him," he laughed. "Nice guy. However, I don't see him here now. This can go a couple ways, depending on you. One, I haul you out of here and take you down the road a mile or so. There's a speed trap where I know the cop is always waiting. Nice guy, his name is Mike. He hasn't seen anything like you in quite awhile, I'm sure. Spend a night, or two, in a rural jail if you choose. Naked, cuffed? I wouldn't like your chances," he chuckled evilly. "Two, your husband comes in here again and I kick his ass then I see you naked anyway. Or, three, you come out here like a good little girl and show me what you obviously wanted people to see in the first place." I was cemented in place, my mouth was dry. I knew what I should do. I walked around the building, I opened the door a crack, hoping just for a moment of surprise. It was I who was surprised, however. Just as I opened the door slowly, the stall door opened. Nicole stepped out. She was trembling. The man towered over her. A big grin crossed his lips. "Nice, very nice," he said appreciatively. He turned her around with one big paw. He admired the view. He let out a low whistle. "Damn, girl, you have definitely got my attention now," he smiled. Nicole avoided his gaze the whole time. I was transfixed, I couldn't move. He pulled her into him roughly. His big hands caressed his way down to her round, firm ass. "I like the cuffs," he said, "nice touch." He turned her around. I saw those hands cup her breasts. His fingers took her nipples and twisted them. I saw her squirm, twisting her nipples is like a shortcut to getting her hot. I saw her head fall back into his chest. "Like that, eh?" He snorted. "No," she said, though he wasn't buying it. He pawed her without caution now. One hand continued to drive her crazy with nipple tugs, the other found her dripping pussy. My jaw dropped when I saw her widen her stance a little, to help his access. I no longer had the motivation to leap to her rescue. I also didn't want to be caught watching him. I retreated quietly. I went back around the building to the crack in the window. He pulled her over to the sinks. "What...what are you going to do?" she said softly. He didn't answer her, he was thinking. "I've really got to be going..." she begged, "...my husband..." He sat on the edge of the sink and pulled her chest into his while he spoke to her. He laughed. "Yeah, wonder where he's off to. Maybe he's tougher than he looks and he's going to get a gun or a posse to fight for you but I doubt it." "Then what do you want from me? You've seen what you want to see." She said in a little girl voice. I swore it was the one she only used when she was deeply into a sex game of ours. "The way I see it is this. You two get your jollies by public exhibition. He likes showing you off, you like showing your goods to men." I saw her look at him, she was studying him. I could see her nod slightly. "So, tonight you decided to ramp it up a little. Maybe it's the first time you tried the cuffs or maybe..." he said, lost in thought. "Maybe what?" Nicole squeaked. "Maybe this time you wanted something to happen," he said in measured tones. "First, I saw you get out of the car when he was gone. That's how I noticed you first. I saw you look in my direction. I think you were hoping to get caught. Isn't that right?" "Noooo..." Nicole sniffed. "I think it is right," he said sternly. "That's why you let me have such a long look before he got back. You were hoping someone was watching." He bent her at the waist, enough to lay her partially across his lap. He was caressing her ass the whole time. I saw Nicole nod no, though softly, while weeping. "Then, when you got in here you took your sweet time, I saw that. I waited a few minutes while your husband was yapping on the phone before I came in. By then, you'd have had plenty of time to get back to your car. Listen, I wasn't born yesterday hon'. You aren't fooling anybody here, you are totally into this." "Please, you've had your fun, let me go now," she begged softly. "We do need to go," he said, suddenly more urgently. "That cleaning woman might come in or your husband might try and spoil this." He took her by the elbow and after scanning the area he pulled her out of the bathroom. I tagged along in the dark, from a distance. I saw the concern in her face again. "Then what do you want"? She begged again. I heard her begging him, "please please don't rape me, I don't want to get hurt..." He responded gruffly, "I ain't raping nobody. You started this. You are as naked as the day you are born and handcuffed, so that you can't stop what happens. No cop in the world would arrest me for rape, especially not Ol' Mike down the road. If you keep squawking I'm going to drive you down there and be done with you, is that what you want?" She whined, "No, sir, please don't...we don't want any trouble." He took her to the corner of the lot. There was a picnic table. I saw him sit on top of it. I approached softly, quietly. I picked up a sizable branch along the way. I figured I might need it. I crept up as close as I could. With them silhouetted in the moonlight I saw him pull her close to him. He kissed her. Hard and deep. His hands mauled her ass. He pulled his head away, I could hear his panting. "Damn girl, your tongue is fucking magic," he said. I couldn't believe it. I knew how active her tongue was when kissing at the height of passion. He bent her over the table, he started to spank her ass. I could hear her softly moaning. I couldn't see her face but I knew how much that normally turns her on. "Let me ask you," he began, "what is it you want before I let you go?" Tell me what you want." She didn't respond at first. "Tell me, you little whore." Nicole only responded by dropping to her knees, I saw the flash of the cuffs in the moonlight, she was offering herself to him. Nicole-Taken On The Road "If I suck you, will you let me go?" "Damn," he growled. He wasted no time getting his pants over his knees. It was darker under the edge of the table but there was no mistaking the sounds, her mouth was on his cock. I dropped the branch. I wouldn't be needing it. I took a seat on the ground. I watched and listened to them. "Oh yeah," he grunted, "suck my cock you little slut. I knew you what you wanted all along. You want a big fat cock, isn't that right?" She didn't answer. He smacked her across the face. She stopped only for a moment, "Yes sir, you were right, I'm just a naughty slut who needs to please cock." I didn't see fear in her, only a trancelike state. It was the lightning moment I spoke of earlier. All that fantasy talk, all the games led to this moment. Nicole was a submissive slut. We'd been pushing towards it all the while, but now it was clear as day. This is what she wanted, who she was. I could tell by how lost she was in it. I noticed how hard I was at the time as well. "What do you want, you fucking slut?" He growled. "I want your cum, sir," she panted, as her mouth popped off his fat cock. "Where do you want it?" He said, with urgency. "Down my throat, sir, make me fucking swallow it like a good whore would." He grunted. I saw his hand hold her head in place, he was going to make her do it. I listened as he emptied himself into her willing mouth. I'll never forget the sounds of her mouth on his dick, mixed with their moans. "Fuck!" He said as he pulled her head away from him. I could hear her lips smacking like she does when she's cleaning the cum from her face. I could almost hear her purring. He pulled her to her feet, there was no resistance. He led her to the parking lot. I followed quickly. They stopped at our car. There were no other cars in the lot now, we were completely and totally alone. I waited in the shadows to see what might happen. I was hoping that he'd let her go and take off. They just seemed to be chatting. Finally, my thoughts were interrupted. "Hey, dude, come on out," he urged. I hesitated until I heard Nicole. "Come on honey, it's ok," she urged. "Fuck," I thought. I wasn't so sure but I stepped out and approached them. He had his arm around her. He was using the back of his hand to tease her nipples lightly. I stepped up, totally embarrassed. "Are you coming to claim your whore wife?" He asked with a smug smile. "By the way, your wife's mouth is awesome, man," he said with a huge grin. I mumbled an embarrassed, "thanks." I didn't know what else to say to someone who just thanked me for how great my wife's cocksucking is. "Are you ok?" I asked Nicole. She just nodded shyly, purposely avoiding my gaze. "Oh yeah, she's ok," he laughed. "Probably better than she's been in a long time, right slut?" She didn't respond at first and he pinched her nipple hard. She responded by nodding shyly, still avoiding my gaze. "I just want to thank you again for the use of your wife's mouth," he said. "I could tell you two were playing some kind of sex game and I'm just glad I was in the right place at the right time." I started to move towards him. He stood up and towered above us. "You going to fight for her now? That's cute. You weren't willing to when I was helping myself to her in the bathroom, you didn't when I was filling the slut's mouth with my cum and now you want to fight me?" He was right, I had passed on those opportunities. I felt sick. Nicole was just staring at him, intently. I was just hoping he'd get done with it and be on his way, however, his hands were lingering on her tits and were even concentrating more again on her nipples, the twists were making her moan softly. "Your wife and I have done some talking," he began, "I'll let you two work it out. You know where I'll be." He feigned a move at me and I stepped back. He laughed. Then he turned and walked to his truck. "What's he talking about?" I asked with concern. "Are you ok?" She nodded, she seemed almost in a daze. "Let's get the fuck out of here," I urged while I kept my eye on any movement from his truck. "We can't..." she stammered. "Why not?" "He knows a cop just a mile from here. He said he'd turn me in just as I am. I'll get arrested for sure." "Fuck him!" I spat. "He's in truck, we can be long gone by the time..." She cut me off. "That's not only it. He has my purse. You know I was holding our trip money. He got it before you walked up." "Mother..." I started to curse. "But why? Why the fuck would he do that? He just wanted to rob us?" "No..." she hesitated. "He doesn't want any of that." "Then what?" She hesitated. I could see she was trying to formulate in her own head how to say what it was she wanted to say. "He has an idea..." "Which is?" "...he wants me..." "I'm sure he does," I said. "He said if I do what he says he'll let me go and we won't see him again." "Fuck..." I said, disgusted. "I don't care," I said. "We'll have to chance it. Let's just go, maybe go to the police first, then maybe it'll look like he's the wacko." "Honey, he has my license, our money, and he knows where to find us." I could see she was already convinced on what to do. "So, what do you want to do?" I asked. "I'll just do it," she said, again averting eye contact. "Are you sure?" I said, incredulously. "What if he hurts you, or kills you?" She managed an embarrassed smile. "He won't kill me, I'm sure of it. He did say he'd hurt me, but only in a good way." She saw my total reluctance. "It won't be too bad honey, it's kind of what we deserve for this. I was teasing him after all. Isn't it like some of our fantasies?" "Yes it really is, but honey, are you sure?" She only nodded. "Then go to him if you want. I'd vote for just running, but it's up to you," I said, reluctantly. "What?" She said, her eyes searching mine. "Do you really want me to?" "It's what you want," I said, almost as a question. "Yes," she softly, though with no hesitation. However, she followed it up with a quick, "because I have to." "Then go," I said. "I'm sorry..." she said with a concerned look. "For what?" I asked. She didn't say. I knew it was for what she was about to do. I watched her walk away from me. I saw my wife's beautiful ass sashay across the parking lot, to offer herself to someone whose name we didn't even know. I saw her approach the cab. I saw the door open. I watched them chat for a few minutes. I saw him step down and put his hands all over her again. I watched her accept his fingers in her pussy, he was toying with her, knowing I was watching. I wondered why he didn't just pull her into his truck and ravish her. I know I would've, at that moment. To my surprise, she walked back towards me. "What's wrong, honey?" I asked. "He wants the keys to the cuffs," she said, her face flush. "Oh, right," I said. I handed her the key. "Honey..." she said haltingly. "Yes?" "...He doesn't just want to fuck me..." "What? What does that mean?" She had a hard time trying to find the words. "He, uh...wants to fuck me, yes, but..." "But, what honey? You can tell me," I urged. "He wants to take me with him." "What? What the fuck? No, you can't go with him!" I yelled. "You want to leave me?" I said incredulously. "No! No!" she said urgently. "It's not like that at all. I love you, I need you. He just wants me to come with him for now." "For now? What is for now?" She looked me over for a second, trying to gauge where my head was at before letting it all out. "He wants the key to the cuffs, then he wants me to get in his truck, naked. Then he wants to fuck me whenever and however he wants. He is going to Florida as well. He said you can follow along behind us. He said he'll let me go when he's done with me, which is probably the Florida border where he's going to go a different route than us." "Oh my god, honey," I said. "I know," she said with concern. "And you want to?" I said with surprise. "I have to honey, he has our address, he has our money. Besides, it's just sex...sex like we have fantasized about." "Oh...my...god," I repeated. "The guy is crazy. He could kill you and I couldn't stop it." "He won't kill me," she said softly. "He could've taken me away from you at any point. He just...wants me. He wants me to himself. He's actually a dominant. You remember our fantasies. He said he's been doing it for years. "What do you think he'll do?" I blurted out. "Oh, he was quite clear," she said, this time with surprising clarity. "Do you want to know what he told me?" She asked. I nodded. "He told me exactly. what he's going to do. He said he is going to use me in every way he sees fit. He said he's going to fuck any and all of my holes. He said he's going to treat me like the slut I am and if I don't treat him right he said he's going to take out his belt and whip my ass until I beg him to use me." Hearing her recall his exact wording sent a jolt through me. It was almost mesmerizing. I guessed that she was lost in the lust and I was high on her excitement. "Could I stop you...even if I wanted to?" I wondered aloud. "Yes," she said, as her eyes drifted towards the truck. "But, I think we'd both regret it forever." I didn't doubt her. As much as I loved her, this was beyond the both of us. "Tell me one more time baby," I urged. "Convince me it'll be ok." "I'm going to do this for us baby, I'm going to let this man use your slutty wife. Hopefully after, we can go back to being together." she said. I saw him peering at us in the distance. I urged her to go. "If he uses me in every way that he says...will you still be there at the end to take me back?" I didn't have time to answer her. He approached. "What's it going to be, slut? Do you want to come along with me and have the ride of your life, or do you want to go back with him and regret it forever?" She turned around and handed him the key from behind. I saw his hands and fingers probe her ass as he took it from her. She saw the resigned acceptance in my face. "I'm all yours," she said demurely. "That's the truth," he laughed. He turned to me. "Follow us closely, don't get lost. I'm not waiting for you," he said ominously. I handed him her cell phone. "Please, you have to at least keep in contact." He chuckled. "Contact eh? Kinky, I like that, will do. I 'll make sure you know everything I do to your fucking slut wife." I found myself thanking him. I watched him push her into his truck with his hand on her ass. She was gone. His truck pulled out. I followed. We passed the motel exit where we were supposed to have stayed. I longed for it now. I'd be fucking her half the night if we'd stayed. I tried to stay vigilant even though I was exhausted from driving. I couldn't afford to lose them. My wife was naked and cuffed in a stranger's truck headed towards Florida. My phone rang. It was Nicole. "Hi baby," she said. I could tell her mouth was busy, I knew what she was doing already. "I'm sucking him hard again, he wanted you to know." She hung up abruptly. Not too long later I got a buzz on the phone. It was an email. I opened it hastily. It was a quick, several second video. It was from them. It was very clumsily done but what it was was clear. She was on top of him, facing him. Her hands were cuffed to something on the ceiling of the cab. She was riding him. I replayed it over and over. I drove alongside of them. I could see just their heads. She was facing him. She was moving up and down. I knew she was riding him. I saw her look down at me for just a moment, then, she closed her eyes and went back to what she was doing. I reluctantly pulled back behind them. I got a text awhile later. "He just wanted you to know he filled your slut's pussy with his cum." It was maddening. I was helpless yet every word or thought from her and I was rock hard. I didn't know how I could stand it all the way to Florida, if we even made it to Florida. I assumed things would slow down after he came. I thought maybe he'd even let her sleep. I was wrong. As I was daydreaming I saw the flash of lights in my rear view mirror. It was a cop, I was being pulled over. "Fuck," I thought, I could lose her forever. Just as that thought entered my mind Nicole called. She was kind of giggling. "Don't worry honey," she said, "he just wants some extra minutes to do something with me..." before I could ask her what she continued, "he said he'll wait for you up the road, you won't lose me." She hung up. The cop had me there alongside the road for at least 30 minutes. Sure enough, on his nametag was the name Mike. No doubt the trucker had called him. I got a ticket for 150 bucks along with a smirk from the cop. I wondered if he knew what the trucker was doing with my wife. I raced down the road as soon as I was out of the cop's view. I wondered if I'd see her again. I needn't have worried. His truck was parked on the side of the road about a half hour's drive. It was in a nearly pitch black area. I almost missed it. I pulled off the road just ahead of his truck. The phone rang. It was Nicole, "he told me to tell you to stay in the car, do not get out, or you won't get to see your present," she chuckled a bit slurringly. I wondered if she was drinking. I looked in the mirror. She was getting out of the truck. She was still naked and cuffed. She came up to my window. I rolled it down. She leaned in. "Turn on the overhead light," she said flirtatiously. I did so. I saw what she was referring to. Her nipples were pierced. She had silver posts in them. She saw my jaw drop. "Do you like them?" She asked with a smile. "That's why he needed a few minutes, he knew a guy along the road and he didn't want you to stop me." "Fuck...." I groaned. "How do they feel?" She grinned, "Sore, but awesome." She was clearly buzzed. She giggled, "the piercing guy got to feel me all up too. He likes your wife's tits like John does. He was going to make me blow him to pay for it, but he didn't want you to go all crazy and get the police involved if it took too much time," she said with a hint of regret. "John..." I started. "Yep, that's the trucker's name, gotta go!" She said as John flashed the truck lights. I saw her bounce back to his truck and get in. "Fuck," I thought, "what next?" We hit the Georgia border in the wee hours of the morning. I thought of the irony of it. It was a state where she was supposed to be fully clothed, according to our game. She was playing another game now. I was surprised when John pulled off the highway. He pulled into a large motel complex. Nicole called. "Honey, he has a room here for the night. It's room 217. It's up to you but, if you want, you might be able to get a room right next door. He said the walls are paper thin...I wonder what he means by that," she said, giggling. I quickly went to the desk and got room 219, right next door. As an added indignity, the clerk mentioned that "the guy" said I'd pay for both rooms. I just cursed under my breath as I handed him the credit card. I raced to the room. I could hear them talking, softly. I pressed my ear to the wall. "Oh yeah, oh yeah," I heard her moan. I knew he was in her. I hit the mini bar and slammed a couple little bottles of liquor. The phone buzzed. It was another text from Nicole. "He's in my ass." I slumped on the bed and collapsed. I fell asleep to the sounds of the headboard knocking against my wall and soft but clear sounds of moaning, coming from her. I awoke the next morning, she was kneeling over me on the bed. "Wake up sleepyhead," she chuckled. "We still have a long way to go." For a moment I hoped it was all a dream. I saw that she was wearing a man's dress shirt, it wasn't mine. She had on her shorts. She must've gotten them out of our car. I snapped back to reality. She leaned over me and opened the top of the shirt. Her tits spilled out. She rubbed the new nipple posts over my chest. She was giddy about them, "God honey, they are so fucking awesome, just touching them sends electric shocks straight to my pussy. Even rubbing them on you like this feels soooo good," she purred. I felt my cock stir. I wanted to take her right there. She saw the look in my eyes. "Sorry baby, I don't think he'd like that, he just sent me up here to wake you up." Groggily I got up and dressed quickly. I found them in the attached diner, eating breakfast. She nodded me over to a table near theirs. He was sitting close to her, kissing softly on her neck. She had a leg over his. To all others I'm sure it looked like a newlywed couple. She was giggling and laughing at his jokes. I ate in silence. When they got up he whispered something in her ear. She blushed, then she turned towards me, stuck out her tongue and opened her shirt, which allowed me to see her perfect tits. She covered them up, much to my chagrin and walked out with him. I followed along like a trained puppy, after paying for all of our meals. We headed back down the highway. For the most part I drove in silence, I didn't even want to hear the radio, I didn't want to miss a call or a text. Occasionally I'd get one. "Honey, he wanted me to tell you how much I love sucking on his fat cock." A little while later, "God, he's insatiable...lol" Halfway through the state we pulled into a gas station. As he was off in the area meant for trucks, Nicole walked over. I saw the faces of the truckers as he walked her by. He was showing off his trophy slut. He stopped to chat with a few of them which no doubt allowed them to ogle down her top and see most of what she had. The shirt was unbuttoned and tied into a knot over her belly. Her shorts clung to her perfect ass. I heard some whistles. She approached me as he was filling up his truck. I saw she was carrying her purse. She said to me in a hushed tone, "Here, take this, he doesn't know I took it." She scampered away before I could kiss her. We headed back on the road. Suddenly I got a call from Nicole. "Honey, he wants to stop." "Why?" "You'll see, just don't...you know...do anything, it'll be all right." "Don't do anything, what the fuck do you mean?" "Honey, just trust me, don't do anything, I'll be fine." She hung up. We pulled off the highway. We were on a state road for a mile or two, then we pulled over. I saw him take her out of the truck. He looked towards me, it was like he was calling for me. I stepped out of the truck. I followed them into a small wooded area. When I got there he had her pushed against a tree. "What is going on?" I said, my voice raised. He looked at me menacingly. "Just stay back if you know what's good for you, this is between me and her." He ordered her to take off her clothes. She was crying and shaking. She stood naked in front of him. "Now, turn around, bend over and hold onto the tree," he growled. She did as she was told. I saw him take off his belt. I swallowed hard. I felt faint. "Honey..." I started to say before she cut me off. "Don't..." she said sternly. "Stay there, please," she urged. "Tell him why you are getting what you are about to get," he snapped. "He's going to whip my ass baby, because I stole my purse from him." "That's right," he said, "I've done you right so far and then you turn around and betray me like that, you stupid slut." "I know," she sniffed, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." "You know what you deserve..." "Yes," she moaned, "I need to be punished like the stupid slut I am, I need to be whipped raw." He took no more urging. I watched as he striped my wife's beautiful ass over and over. I was almost crying out with each lash like she was. He was taunting her, calling her a slut, a whore, just a cunt for him to use. She was taking all of it. Finally, he tired of it. She slumped to the ground. Her ass was blazing, glowing scarlet. I saw her on the ground whimpering. She was clutching his leg. Nicole-Taken On The Road "What do you say, slut?" "Thank you sir," she sniffed and she kissed his shoe. He walked by me with an evil grin. "You have to know how to treat them," he said in a whisper. We were only just under two hours until Florida I hoped it was almost over. She'd sucked him off, at least once at least. He'd had her pussy, then her ass. I wondered what was left. I dutifully followed them back to the freeway. I got a text. "My ass is so fucking sore," she wrote. It was followed by, "but I deserved it, now my pussy is as hot as my ass lol" I knew how much she liked spanking. I'd even belted her before, but not with that kind of intensity, obviously I took mental notes for later. Trucks would occasionally pull alongside his and linger. I knew he was showing her off, like I liked to. I got a call from John. "I just want to show you what a cock slut you have for a wife." He hung up. I wondered what he was up to but I soon found out. He pulled over. We waited on the side of the road for a few minutes before another truck pulled over in front of his truck. I saw Nicole get out, topless of course. I saw her disappear into the other man's truck. It wasn't even ten minutes before she was climbing down from his truck. I saw her wiping her mouth with the back of her arm. There also was some noticeable glistening around her tits. I got another terse call from John. "I'd have her sucking cock all down this highway if I didn't need to move this along." Soon, I found myself having a hard time keeping up with them, other trucks seemed to be making it difficult. Finally, it was obvious, I was being blocked in. I lost sight of them. I frantically tried to dodge the coconspirators but they got too far ahead of me. I got a call from Nicole. "Don't worry baby, he wants to end this. He said in awhile he'll let you know where I am, for now he told me to tell you to pull over and wait." She hung up. I felt sick the whole time, I couldn't believe I'd lost her. I was almost ready to go to the police when I got a call, nearly two hours later. It was him, calling on her phone. He gave me directions for a rest area about twenty minutes ahead. He added with a laugh, "you'd better hurry if you want to find her in decent shape." Then, he added with a mysterious air, "you know, she chose this. He hung up. I raced to the rest area. At first I couldn't see anything. I raced up and down the lot trying to find her. I collected my senses. I observed where most of the trucks were. I noticed they were near the end of the lot. I walked down. I noticed there was a path going into a more secluded area. I walked down the path. Part of the way I was met by a nearly toothless trucker who had a goofy grin on his face. He gave me a wink as he passed. I approached a clearing. I saw her. She was tied, face down on a picnic table. Her ass was sticking over the edge. A guy was behind her, pumping his cock into her rhythmically. Her eyes were closed, I wasn't even sure if she was conscious. I started to run towards her. He was cumming inside her as I approached. Startled, he shot his load all over her ass. He took off. I stood behind her. Her ass was a combination of red, black and blue. She had hand prints all over it. There was cum everywhere. It was on her face, her back, her ass, most of it now dried. It was in her hair, she reeked of spent sex. "Go ahead," I heard her slur, "fuck me like the slut I am." She didn't know it was me behind her. "It's ok, " she said, "take my ass if you want, it's probably tighter than my pussy." She was clearly intoxicated, I found out later he'd drugged her. It was ecstasy I think. He wanted her willing but not too out of it to enjoy it. "It's ok baby, it's me," I said softly, in her ear. Her phone was on the table next to her head. There was a pile of five dollar bills crumpled up on the table. I untied her. She looked at me, her eyes droopy. "It's over?" she asked. "Yes baby, it's over." "Good," she sighed, "I'm so sore," she said with a hint of a giggle. I walked her back towards the path. Another guy was coming our way. He was a sandy haired beach boy type. He couldn't have been more than 20. "Hey," he said, "what the fuck are you doing with the slut?" I was about to lunge at him and take his head off but Nicole held onto my arm. "This is my wife," I snarled. He threw up his hands, "hey hey, ok man, I just got a message on the CB there was a slut here pleasing guys, I don't want any trouble." He turned to walk away then he turned back. "Listen, I'd be careful if I were you, you are married to a whore that'll turn tricks for five bucks, if I heard about the slut on the CB, you can bet the cops did too. They are probably waiting for you." I felt sick. Nicole stepped forward. He was ogling her nakedness without shame. She went up to him and whispered in his ear. I could make out, "listen, I'll suck your cock. Afterwards you go on up ahead and tell us if the coast is clear." He didn't hesitate. "Fuck yeah!" His pants hit the ground almost as he spoke the words. Nicole fell to her knees. I noticed how natural it had all become to her, being a cock pleasing toy for men. It only took her a few minutes, he filled up her mouth. She made cooing sounds of pleasure as she licked it off her fingers and lips. We made it back to the highway, it was now all behind us. I let her sleep the entire way to our motel in Florida. I spent hours playing the videos John recorded on her phone of her bent over that picnic table. She didn't even leave the room until two days later. She had to cover up all the marks with Capri type pants. I finally got the nerve to ask her what John meant by, "she chose this." She looked at the ground ashamedly. "John offered me three choices. One, I could go with him. He wanted your slut, permanently. He told me he was going to tattoo me and make me his slave forever." I looked at her eyes as she spoke, I knew that there was temptation there. "Two, he said he'd let me go right there and go back to you." "So why didn't you?" I asked. "He told me I owed him," she said. "He said that all he'd done for me, opening this up in me, I owed him a favor." "Oh my god, you didn't owe him shit!" I snapped. "He got your mouth, your pussy, your ass, he beat you raw...and he stole your purse! You could've gotten arrested here in this park, getting paid for sex!" She never looked up at me but she continued. "Yes I did, I owed him a favor because I think we both know now what we, well, I enjoy. I'd have never known the depth of it, the breadth, without him. He told me his idea to call up some of his trucker buddies in the area. I was the one who suggested being tied up, you know how I love that. John suggested them paying me five dollars a shot, just to humiliate me. I thought it was because he wanted to make some money off me but as you can see, he left the money. He just wanted me to feel what it would be like, being used like that. Oh, and I wasn't going to get arrested. He has cop friends all over. He had one lurking around somewhere so that the coast was going to be clear." "You wanted to stay with John, didn't you?" I said, already knowing the answer. "Yes..." she said softly. "I wanted it very much. But only the fantasy. You know I love you to death. I knew what I wanted more. I wanted you and me to be just like that. I think that's where we were moving towards anyway. Am I right?" I nodded. "Good, because now that you know what it is that drives me, I'm going to need you to be that guy." She looked up at me with apprehension. "You see how I need it. I need to be used...and hard. Can you do that?" I smiled for the first time in a long time. "Yes, I can definitely do that." I let her rest for only another day. I didn't let her out of the room for another day. That day I spent fucking her every which way. Then, I made her suck the pizza guy, finally. On the drive back she seemed distracted. I thought it was probably her recalling what she did along this same route earlier. I could sense she missed it. I had an idea, she needn't have worried. I had one last detour before our trip ended. She was asleep and topless when I pulled over at a familiar spot in Tennessee. She was barely awake when I pulled her out of the car, her tits bouncing in the breeze. I marched her up to a cop car which was parked behind a large highway sign. The cop smiled broadly. He was expecting me, I'd called ahead. "Sir," I said, "I found this slut hitchhiking topless, I knew you'd know what to do with her." He quickly cuffed her hands behind her and pushed her in the backseat. He winked at me. I didn't see her until the next morning in the motel. She came in stumbling. She was a mess, bruised, cum filled and stained. I could see that not only the cop had had their fun with her. She smiled with embarrassment. "So we understand each other now?" I grinned. "Yes, sir," she said, her face reddened. "Thank you, sir." Our lives had changed forever. I had taken control of her and we've never looked back.