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Spiral Into Oblivion Ch. 01

By: Dr_Know



Thanks to all of the readers that wrote me about my first Lit story, All My Children. I appreciated the many ideas and suggestions. I could tell from the feedback activity that my story had generated many comments. Readers either loved it or hated it. 

As you could tell from that first endeavor, my stories tend to have no winner. As with real life, everyone looses. You might find maybe one character in each of my stories to have any redeeming social values. Chances are all of the characters are unlikable to most readers. 

I hope you find this one to be as controversial! Or at least surprising! 

Some people provided feedback on my second story, The Water Drop, indicating I failed to develop the characters enough. So, I have tried to give more background on the characters and provide more on their traits.

Some people asked for more sex scenes. Well, this one is loaded with all kinds of sex-related scenes.

Some people said No " to be continued" stories. So, sorry about the length of this story, but I'm just too lazy to break this up into smaller sections. As it is, there are two story segments to be published in order to give the reader a logical break point. 

So readers, here is my next effort. I've tried to address everyone's constructive feedback as best I can with this story. There is something for darned near every taste in this work. 

Many thanks, Lydia for your professional editing, and suggestions. I couldn't publish without your assistance! I hope I made all of the changes you requested.

And now... on with the story.

Chapter 1 - Celebration

I had just wrapped up a new book deal for a lot of money and was very pleased. Time to celebrate! I spotted a lounge across the street from my hotel and decided to have a victory cocktail. 

I entered from the bright sun light into the dimly lit lounge. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the relatively dark watering hole. Only three customers were to be seen. 

A man and woman sat at a table and one man was seated at the bar. 

The man and woman looked up when I entered and then went back to their private conversation. 

The man at the bar sat quietly nursing what looked like bourbon on the rocks. A small pile of stir sticks attested that this was not his first of the day. His clothes looked like he had worn them for a month straight. He looked up as I pulled out a bar stool and made myself comfortable. He nodded at me and then returned to looking intently at the amber fluid in his glass.

The bartender, an attractive woman in her late thirties, rested her elbows on the counter and asked, "What's your pleasure, Mister?"

"Well, good lookin', I'm celebrating. Give me what he is having." I pointed at the man at the bar's drink. "And set up a round for the house." 

The bartender laughed and looked around the room at the three other customers. "Hey, big spender, a round for the whole house. Think you can afford it?" 

We both laughed. This drew the attention of the man at the bar. He looked at me with the eyes of a dead man. There was no life in them. Just two dull orbs of blue pupil set in the crimson eyeballs of a habitual drinker. 

The bartender sat another glass in front of him. He focused on me and said, "Thanks." Then he dropped his head and returned to inspecting the contents of his glass. 

I was in high spirits. I hated to see someone so depressed sitting not three seats away from me. I walked down to the man and stuck out my hand.

"Hi. My nickname is Doc. I'm celebrating closing a great business deal. Celebrate with me!"

Slowly, he looked up and after several seconds gripped my hand and said with a sad smile, "Hello, the name is Terrence Sudcliffe. Terry to my friends and family." Then he sobbed, took a drink, and continued, - "My friends and family - that is a laugh. My 'friends and family' who knew what she was doing. My 'friends and family' who cuckolded me. My 'friends and family ' who lied to me. My 'friends and family' who stole everything I valued and left me with nothing."

He dropped his head and said no more. 

I was intrigued by what could possibly have broken this man's spirits so completely. Thinking there might be material for a future book idea here, I decided to attempt to strike up a conversation and pull out what events had led to this poor man's current condition. 

It took me another hour and two more drinks to get him talking. But once he began, it was like a dam bursting. For the next three hours, he poured out his story to me. I tried to remember as much as I could and wrote it down immediately after he left. His story follows: 

Chapter 2 - July 4th, Three Years Ago

"Up until three years ago, I was a happily married man with a beautiful wife and one wonderful daughter. I had a large home in one of the more prestigious areas of Atlanta and belonged the best Country Club that only the best people joined."

"But on July 4th, three years ago, all of that began to fall apart."

"I got up early that July 4th. I would normally sleep in until 9 or 10 on a holiday, but I wanted to spend some extra time with my older brother, Bob, who had flown in a few days earlier to spend the holiday with my family." 

"Bob and I had both led miserable childhoods. Bob had suffered from a rare form of leukemia and I was regularly used as an organ warehouse for my brother." 

"I had provided a kidney, multiple bone marrow donations, and almost constant weekly whole blood transfusions. I had been sick at my stomach for months on end due to the medications I was given to increase my blood production. The bone marrow transplant procedures had been blindingly painful experiences for me. I still have to be careful about liquid intake due to having only one kidney." 

"Bob had eventually gone into remission in his mid-teens, but had severe mental scars from the health problems and invasive medical procedures he had experienced. He had become extremely antisocial and had, over a six-month period, robbed, at gun point, several retail businesses "just for the fun of it" he had boasted. For these offenses he had spent a year in a juvenile detention facility. The mental health professionals assigned to his case at the facility had noticed his tremendous need to control others." 

"My mother and father had explained this to me and asked for my support and understanding of Bob's control issues."

Terry, who loved his whole family unconditionally, deferred to his parents requests. From then on, he and his parents gave into Bob's demands and always meekly accepted Bob's verbal attacks, demands, and tirades. 

Over the years, Bob had mellowed some. He no longer outwardly attacked Terry or raised his voice to Terry's family. This all seemed to have happened around the time that Bob had dated Kim. 

Bob had first met Kim at the local carwash. Bob was drying the cars as they came out of the wash line. Kim had brought her car in for wash and they had struck up a conversation as Bob towel dried her car. The forceful young man's demeanor and his self-assurance had impressed Kim. Bob had asked her out before he had her car dried and she had accepted. 

Kim was a virgin when they had met. Within thirty days, Bob had not only achieved full control of her, but also had her acting as any street whore would. She denied Bob nothing. She even agreed to sex with several of Bob's friends when he had suggested she do it. 

Bob brought home several couples. Each time Bob would order the visiting woman to suck his cock while he ordered the man to fuck Kim. He always said that he loved to have different women suck him and blow his load in their mouths. 

Kim wanted to marry him, but could see no way that Bob would settle down to be with just her. Even though she had become what Bob called, 'a blowjob queen', she knew he would always want more than just her. 

She also knew that Bob would never be a good provider for a family nor probably be a decent father. But she still craved his dick and would do anything he told her to do to get it. 

One day Kim had approached Terry and told him that she did not like Bob's controlling manner and was going to break up with him.

Two months after the breakup, she saw Terry at the grocery store and asked him if he would like to go out sometime. Terry didn't hesitate. Kim was a fox. She had long blonde hair, deep blue eyes, and a true hourglass shape.

Bob became very hurtful to Terry for several months after he had started dating Kim, but as Terry and Kim's relationship seemed to grow, Bob became more friendly and less demanding of Terry. He had even smiled and blessed Terry and Kim when they announced they were to be married. 

"So over the years, Bob had seemed to become a loving brother and he would visit us on most long holiday weekends. So it was no big deal that he was at my house on that July 4th. I got up around 7 that morning and headed down stairs." 

I thought "Hey I think I will sneak up on Bob the way I used to do as a kid." Bob should get a kick out of that!

"I quietly stole toward the kitchen being careful to make no noise. He thought he heard whispered conversation coming from the kitchen. As he approached the door he distinctly heard his wife, Kim, saying in a very low voice, "Bob. Stop that! I want you too, but we just can't screw on the kitchen table. What if Terry or Angie comes in? After all it is college break and Angie is home!"" Terry said, continuing his story. 

"Angie was my nineteen year-old daughter, home from college for the summer." Terry clarified. 

"Bob laughed and replied. "I want you right now, right here. If she comes in, we will just chalk it up to sex education for her. If Terry comes in, he was bound to find out some day! I know I had you yesterday all afternoon, but I need you right now. So bend over the table, lift that house robe, and let me at your beautiful ass!"" Terry said in a quivering voice. 

He stopped the story and took a sip of the drink in front of him. Then he continued, "I was stunned. My lovely and loving wife, the mother of my child, and my own brother were cheating on me? How long had this been going on? Why? My head was spinning."

Terry stopped again and fought back tears. He gathered is composure and continued the story. 

"I heard the sound of fabric rustling. Kim moaned, "OK, lover, there it is, take it. Take me. Now!"" 

"I waited a moment until he heard the grunting sounds of sex coming from the two people he cared most about in the world. With trembling hands and legs I inched forward until I could peek in the doorway. I almost died at the sight that greeted me." Terry said in a trembling voice. 

"There was my brother with his cock imbedded to the hilt in Kim's ass. Something Kim had never allowed me to do. She used to say it was a dirty, filthy, perverted thing to even ask for." 

Terry sobbed as he told this part of his story. He then described what followed. 

Here was his loving wife with his brother's pecker rammed all the way in. And from the looks of the lust on her face, she loved it. She gripped the sides of the table and was rocking back and forth in perfect counterpoint to Bob's thrusts. Bob's dick was larger than Terry's by several inches. Terry was amazed to see his brother's fat prick disappearing into his wife's anus. Bob was sliding about eight inches in and out on each thrust. Kim was inhaling and exhaling in rhythm to the sliding dick. 

Kim moaned, "My God, Bob, I love your dick in my ass. My ass is yours baby. All yours. Only yours. Yours, yours, yours...." 

Bob grunted, "It had better be only mine. Just like your mouth is mine. Terry's cock will never touch your lips or ass. Right?" 

"Terry is never getting any of this. Only you!" Kim panted.

"I withdrew and stumbled back to the bedroom. I could not believe what I had just seen and heard. I had to have time and space to attempt to process this." Terry continued. "I threw on my sweats and grabbing my keys hurried down the steps and into the kitchen. I made a lot of noise this time to make sure that my wife and brother heard me coming. I swept into the kitchen. Bob was wiping the table off with a dishrag. Kim was standing at the sink washing a pot. Their faces were red and they both seemed out of breath." 

Terry stopped talking and took a sip of his drink and seemed to gather his thoughts. He then continued, "I mumbled something to the effect that I had forgotten something at the office and would be back in a couple of hours. The last thing I saw was Kim and Bob sharing a look with small smiles toying at the corners of their mouths." 

"I jumped in my pickup and drove toward the office. My mind was a jumble of thoughts, emotions and pain. After an hour I began to calm down and think more rationally. OK, so my wife and my brother are cheating on me. And she is giving him sexual favors she never would grant me. I need evidence that will stand up in court. I need to break Bob's balls legally and maybe physically. I need to make Kim feel the pain I do right now. I need to know why she did this. I need a plan to accomplish all of this."

Terry said to me and the bartender that he began planning his revenge, "First and foremost, neither Bob nor Kim can get a hint that I knew. Second, I needed an ally." 

"I made a pact with myself to see this thing through and drove back to the house." 

"As I entered the front door, Bob was coming down the stairs. He was humming and smiled at me and said, "That sure is a beautiful woman you are married to.""

"I forced a smile and replied, "Yes, she is. So loving, too." Even as I said it, my heart ached. I continued to smile at my brother and thought, "You son of bitch, you will get yours soon."" Terry said with his face contorting in hatred.

"When I got to the master bedroom, Kim was bundling up the bed sheets. "I thought I would wash these." she volunteered.""

"I thought, "Yeah, I'll bet they were a mess from you and Bob's romp while I was gone."" 

"I busied myself the rest of the day dealing with yard work, some long overdue maintenance to the front porch of the house, and getting the groceries for the barbeque at my neighbors, Sam and Betty Weller's, house." Terry stated.

"As I stood watching Sam cook the burgers on the grill, I noted we were alone. Bob and Kim were talking with Betty across the yard. I said, "Sam, I need to bounce something off of you. Please keep this to yourself. I'm sure that Kim is having an affair."" 

"Sam stopped turning the burgers and looked directly at me. Sam had a deer-in-the-headlights look on his face. "Are you sure? Do you know with whom? How did you find out?""

"I was taken aback by the look on Sam's face. Sam knew more than he was letting on!" Terry told in a raised voice.

"I no longer felt that I could trust Sam. I replied, "I don't know with who. Yet. And as to how I know, let's just say that things have recently come to light to point that way."

"With that Sam seemed to relax, "Well buddy, if you need help or just need to talk about it, you know where to come.""

"A little later I noted that Sam seemed to be having a somewhat agitated conversation with his wife. And then a few minutes later, Betty was in hushed conversation with Kim. And finally Kim, with a concerned look, mumbled a few sentences to Bob. Bob just smiled and nodded his head as he glanced in my direction."

"I could not figure out why Sam would divulge his conversation. "Unless, unless. Oh my God, they are all in on it!" I had thought. "Sam and Betty know about Kim and Bob. And they were all right with it and keeping it a secret from me? But why?""  

Terry stopped his story once again and took a larger swallow of his drink. He motioned for the bartender for another round and then with a sigh commenced his story again, "As darkness grew and the town fireworks display was about to start, I told them I was going to walk over to the next block to get a better view of the fireworks. I asked them if anyone wanted to tag along, but they all declined saying they were going to watch the fireworks on television. I told Kim that I would be home after the fireworks."

As Terry walked around the corner of the house, he looked back to see the four adults beginning a heated conversation. 

"I walked toward the corner and then walked back to Sam and Betty's house and peeked into the backyard. Bob had his arms around Betty and they were tongue kissing. Betty had Bob's dick out and was pumping it with her hand. They were eyeing Sam and Kim. Sam was pushing his cock down Kim's throat. He had all of it stuffed in her mouth. Sam was saying through clinched teeth, "Come on, you little slut. Suck this bone. Throat-fuck it, bitch. I'm going to cum and I want you to swallow it all. Every drop!"" Terry reminisced in a sad, quivering voice. 

Kim looked up at Sam and gave him a little nod of her head indicating agreement. Sam grunted and holding Kim's head, unloaded his balls into her willing mouth. She could be heard swallowing even where Terry was hidden at the corner of the house. After a short time, Sam pulled his deflated cock from her face and stuck it back in his pants. 

Kim walked back to where Bob and Betty stood. She grabbed Betty and gave her a long slow tongue kiss. Bob rubbed both women's butts as they languished over the soulful kiss exchanging Sam's cum. 

Bob was smiling at Sam and laughed, "Kim is a real little cocksucker, isn't she? I think I've trained her pretty well. She was a virgin when I first met her. She had not done anything sexual other then to touch one dick belonging to her first boyfriend. I had two girlfriends teach her how to suck cock. They also taught her how to lick pussy!" 

Sam smiled and said, "She is that. One sharp little slut you got there. Too bad Terry is in the dark about all of this. Betty would actually like to have him eat our cum out of her pussy after we finish with her."

Bob replied with a slight snarl. "Terry is only good for one thing. That is being a father to my child. Kim only fucks him because I tell her to do it. I guess it is the least I can do for him supporting my kid and my fuck slut. He is such a fool. He doesn't even have a clue that Kim marrying him was a setup she and I and a few other people dreamed up. We all thought Terry would make a good provider and be a good father. Kim always thought Terry would be a lousy fuck so I had to promise to do her on a regular basis."

The four of them roared in laughter at this.

Bob went on. "I also had to promise her to get her screwed by as many men as I could set up. I'm glad we came up with this ever-expanding 'Give Kim A Fucking' group of men here in the neighborhood. She at least gets fucked as much as she wants while Terry is at work! "

"Kim wanted a child, just not Terry's child." Sam laughed. Kim just smiled and nodded her head in agreement as Sam diddled with her tits. 

Sam asked Kim, "Did I hear right? You got two abortions because Terry got you pregnant twice? 

Kim laughed, "You damn right. I was livid that I had that wimp's seed growing in me. But I have had a beautiful daughter by Bob." 

Sam said, "Well, hell, you have had the seed of a least a dozen men here in the neighborhood and never complained once or got pregnant!" 

Kim chuckled, "That is because I stay on the pill until Bob tells me it is time to have another baby. I just screwed up twice and let Terry cum in me when I wasn't on the pill. 

A couple of trips to the abortion clinic took care of those little bastards." 

Sam said, "Well, something has Terry's balls in an uproar. He is sure you are cheating on him. I don't think he has any real proof. Just suspicions right now. If we are all careful, he will never find out and we can all continue to have our little Kim take care of us." 


Spiral Into Oblivion Ch. 01



The group now went about straightening themselves up to look presentable. 

Terry stopped telling his tale long enough to take another gulp from his glass. 

"I stumbled back toward the street. I couldn't believe what I had heard. My whole marriage was a sham. My child was not my child. Her mother had summarily murdered my real children because they were my seed." Terry sobbed to us.

He took another gulp of his drink. The man and woman who had been sitting at the table on the other side of the bar had now come over and were listening to this poor man's tale. No one said a word as he collected his thoughts and launched into his story again. 

"I walked for several hours and when I got back home, Bob was watching TV and Kim had gone to bed." 

""She is probably all tired out from all the dick she took today," I thought. I just could not stand the idea of getting in bed with this stranger who had been my wife. If I kissed my wife's lips, it would be like kissing the dicks of some unknown number of men. If I fucked her, it would be like having sloppy seconds, thirds, fourths or more." Terry grumbled to us. 

"I headed to my basement office. I occasionally had company work that caused me to spend hours in my home office and sometimes sleep there. So this would not look too much out of the ordinary. I made up the office couch with a pillow and blanket and lay down. Sleep was slow coming." 

Chapter 3 – Terry's Story Continues July 5, Three Years ago

"I awoke at 7 AM from a fitful sleep. Yesterday, my world had been shattered. Now nothing mattered but revenge." Terry said through clinched teeth. "I showered and dressed and slowly walked into the kitchen. Kim was frying eggs and Bob sat at my place at the table reading the paper. Both were still in the bathrobes. My daughter was spending the entire week at a friend's house near Stone Mountain, so I knew that as soon as I left, those robes were coming off and my wife and brother would have sex for the rest of the day. I pecked Kim on the cheek and said, "Don't hold dinner. I have some things at the office to clear up. I should be home by 10 or 11." With that, I walked out the door." 

"I stewed all the way to my office. What were Bob and Kim doing right now? Were other men from the neighborhood there, too? Was Bob selling Kim's favor to all cummers'?"

"I called my secretary, Cindy, into my office. "Cindy, you told me one of your girl friends had gotten a local private investigator to gather evidence on her husband. Do you know if she was pleased with the PI's work? Can you get the name and number from her?""

"Cindy had frowned, "Well, yes, I can get the info for you. I know she was very pleased with the guy's work. But why? What is going on, Terry?""

"I looked down at my hands on the desk. I absently rubbed them together and stuttered. "I - I f - f - found out this weekend that Kim is a slut and has been cheating on me ever since we got married." I dropped my head into my hands and sobbed, "And she is cheating on me with my own brother and probably every man in the neighborhood!"" 

"Cindy dropped into the chair next to my desk and grabbing my hands gently pulled them away from my face. "I'm so sorry. Are you sure? Could you possibly be mistaken?"" 

"I shook my head and commenced to tell her the whole story. Cindy listened with no interruption, and when I was finished she stood up. "Boss, I know you don't feel you can trust anyone right now, but you can trust me. I will get that PI over here today." She left my office closing the door behind her." 

"I picked up a pen and began doodling as I tried to come to grips with what actions I should be taking. I knew my marriage was over. I knew my family was no more. I knew I was alone and almost broken. I thought to myself "Angie is my brother's bastard. How can I love her as my own child any more? Every time I look at her now, all I will see is Bob smirking at me as he screws Kim."" 

"I picked up the phone and began to dial my attorney, Henry Miller. Then stopped. "How deep and wide is this conspiracy against me?" I thought. What if his attorney was just another of his wife's sex partners? Could he be trusted on this? Henry was a single parent. Kim had spent time at his attorney's home just last month. Supposedly, Kim was helping him plan a sweet sixteen-birthday party for Henry's daughter. Maybe Kim was doing a lot more than that?" 

"No." I decided, "I'll have to get a new attorney to deal with this." 

"Cindy knocked on my office door and stuck her head in. "Boss, the PI will be here in two hours. I also got the number of the divorce attorney my friend used. She was a real ass-kicking attorney and took the husband and lover to the cleaners. Here is her number." She handed me a slip of paper.' 

"The PI, Dillon Frost, was ushered into my office exactly two hours later. I explained what I had seen and heard and asked Dillon to obtain enough evidence to stand up in court to support the court actions I was planning. I handed him a check for his retainer. Dillon took the check, glanced at it and pocketed it. He nodded his head and said, "We will get her for you. If all goes well, you will have a report by Friday." With that he rose from his chair, shook my hand and left." 

"I played it cool at home for the next few days. I gave no indication that I knew anything except I began sleeping in his home office. I explained this as I was working on a huge contract that if I landed it would set them up for life. Kim had told me to do what I had to for my family but she missed me in bed with her. Ha!" Terry snorted as he told us this. 

He had wanted to strangle her when she said that but let it go. "Just a few more days and I'll get your sorry ass, you bitch," he thought to himself as he hugged her goodnight. 

Chapter 4 - Terry's Story Continues Thursday, July 8, Three Years Ago 

Dillon Frost sat across the desk from Terry. He had just presented his report. The report had photos, phone records, and one hotel receipt, as well as investigator eyewitness accounts. Dillon had installed a dozen pencil video cameras in Terry's house while Bob and Kim had gone to the local Marriott for a meeting with two men that Terry did not recognize. One of Dillon's men had taken pictures of the Marriott meeting and had watched as the two men, Bob, and Kim went into a hotel room and spent four hours before Bob and Kim had emerged. Both looking flush and with clothes askew. 

Bob had left on Thursday morning, but not before he had taken Kim again in the kitchen. This was proved by the kitchen video camera Dillon had installed. The video showed the two adulterers in standard missionary position with Bob's cock slamming into Kim's cunt. He would pull almost completely out of her and then slam back in to her to the hilt. You could see her gasping for breathe in unison with Bob's plunging dick. 

As they watched this particular video, Dillon had said, "I have never been able to gather evidence of adultery this quickly before. These people are totally out of control. Terry, I have to warn you, there is more in this one scene than you might be able to stand. I know that I was, and still am, mortified by what happens next. In fact, I am returning your retainer. The remainder of this case, my time and expense is on me. I want to get these assholes badly for what you are about to see!" 

"I continued to stare at the video playing on Dillon's laptop. Suddenly, the kitchen door opened and the girl I had thought was my oldest daughter, Angie, walked in. She stopped and stared at Kim and Bob who were still lost in their private passions. She looked embarrassed by what she was witnessing."

"There was audio and as Dillon and I watched they could hear Angie hesitantly saying "Mom... Mom. What the hell are you and Uncle Bob doing? What about Dad? Does he know you are screwing Bob?" Bob didn't break his rhythm in fucking Kim. He looked around and smiled. They could make out that he was saying, "It's okay, Angie, honey. Your mom loves for me to do this to her, your Dad can't make her feel this way!"" Terry narrated to us through clinched teeth. 

"At first, Kim had appeared startled and embarrassed at being caught by her nineteen-year old daughter, but Bob continued to slam into her cunt and he did not seem concerned that Angie was watching them. This calmed Kim and allayed her concerns." Terry continued, "I saw Bob smile and motion to Angie to approach them as he continued to hammer Kim. Angie hesitantly approached the sweating bodies and stopped behind the kitchen table where she could see Bob's dick disappearing into her mother's glistening cunt." 

Angie could be seen asking, "Mom, I'm really embarrassed watching you fuck Uncle Bob. But it is a turn on. Geez, he's got a cock on him doesn't he?" 

Kim looked down at the end of the table where Angie stood and said between gasps of air, "Yes sweetie, he does have a man's dick. My god, this is incredible sex. This is the way sex is meant to be. I know you have tried sex a few times in college, but you need to be broken in by a man like Bob." 

Bob was pistoning in and out of Kim with even more speed and energy than early. It was apparent that having a tight body college girl watching him pound her mother's cunt really turned him on. His body finally appeared to grow rigid as he spewed his seed into Kim. 

Angie watched as Bob withdrew and the long string of white cum trailed from Bob's dick to Kim's cunt. Bob looked at Kim and then at Angie. And he seemed to say, "Angie, you should try this a few times with different guys before you settle on a husband. You will love it! And you can sort out who brings you off the best. Even if you don't marry that person, you can make sure to keep them around to bring you off when your hubby can't! Just like I am doing for your mom right now. If you want some pointers, just let me know I will give you some private lessons!" 

Angie, looking embarrassed and at the same time flushed with a sexual rush, shook her head and walked swiftly from the room. 

Kim struggled out from under Bob and said angrily "What did you do that for? Now I have to make sure she is okay and doesn't say anything to Terry!" With that she disappeared from the camera's view and a minute later Bob, after cleaning off his equipment with dishtowel, left the room. 

Dillon turned off the laptop video. I sat too stunned to move. Dillon finally broke the silence and said, "Don't worry, Terry. I want this asshole badly. He appears to be adding incest to his resume, and I will not let that happen. He will either be arrested or dead before he or one of those other male perverts he runs with can touch Angie."

"I could not believe what I had just witnessed. Bob had basically come on to Angie, his own daughter, and Kim just went along with it. Kim was going to allow Bob to turn her own daughter into a slut. Kim only seemed upset that she had to calm Angie down and ensure she said nothing to me. What the hell kind of a hold does Bob have on Kim? She is willing to do anything he wants. Even whore out her own daughter!" Terry said in a raised voice. 

"Dillon cleared his throat and said, "Terry, there is another video taken in your bedroom where Kim is entertaining Charlie Sands your neighbor from two doors down the street. It appears this is a standing fuck session held each Wednesday. Bob appears at the bedroom door as Charlie is having Kim suck him hard again after their first fuck was over. Bob grins and waves to Charlie and makes a motion with his fingers indicating Charlie needs to pay him. Charlie nods to Bob as he takes Kim's head in both his hands and starts face fucking her. He turns his head toward the dresser. Bob walks over and picks up what looks like several hundred dollar bills and pockets them. With that he leaves the room leaving Charlie to continue to deep throat your wife." 

"Dillon left his reports and copies of the videos he had taken. He patted me on the shoulder and said, "We will get these bastards Terry.""

"I sat like stone for better than a half an hour. Then I seemed to wake out of my trance and began searching for something on my desk. At last, I found it. It was the piece of paper that Cindy had given me a couple of days before with the attorney's name and number on it." 

"I picked up the phone. Within two hours I was seated with Mandy Hrin my new divorce attorney. I explained the situation, showed my evidence, and asked Mandy to draw up divorce papers at once. There was also a request for DNA testing of Angie to see if she was mine. Since Angie was nineteen, we would have to get her permission for the test. There was also a lawsuit to be filed against Bob for repayment of all monies I had spent in support and care of Angie when it was legally determined by the DNA tests that she was not mine." 

"I made it clear to Mandy that I had no interest in continuing to be even considered a parent to "the asshole's bastard child" as I portrayed Angie. But I did not want to see the her drawn into the perverted lifestyle that my wife and brother were apparently planning for her." Terry told his enthralled bar audience. 

In the interim, Mandy would petition the court for a restraining order against Bob to require him to stay five hundred feet away from Terry, Terry's house and most importantly from Angie while she still resided there. 

This done, Terry, on his attorney's advice, went to the bank, transferred half of the funds to a new personal account. He closed all joint credit cards and other charge accounts. 

The court work would take a few days according to Mandy. "Give me until Tuesday morning to get all of the legal paper in place. Tuesday afternoon, we will drop a bomb on this whole group." 

"Mandy requested, "Until then, you need to get away from the situation. Here is how you might do it." With that Mandy laid out a plan." Terry told us. "Before going home, I arranged for some tickets to one of the King Tut exhibit being shown in Tampa, Florida. It was an eight-hour drive from Atlanta." 

"Arriving home, I hugged Kim and gave her a kiss, which nauseated me throw up. I said casually holding up the tickets, "Honey, one of my client's gave me these tickets to the Tampa Museum's King Tut exhibit. They are for this weekend. I thought we could invite Angie and spend some quality family time over the weekend. Can you be packed by tomorrow morning?"

"Kim thought for a second and said, "Terry, I can't go. I am helping on that birthday party for our attorney's daughter on Saturday. Remember? I promised Henry to help! But look. Why don't you invite Angie and have some fun? She would love to spend the time with you. I'll just have Henry make up the guest room for me and then I can help him clean up after the party."" 

"At once, I knew that my decision to not involve Henry had been the right one. Alarm bells were going off in my head. "Spend the night, eh? Yeh, right. Fuck the night away is more like it. I wonder what old Henry is giving Bob for use of my wife?"" 

"None of that mattered any more. By the time Bob and Kim know what is happening when all of the papers are served, I can have myself insulated from the forthcoming explosions and fallout." Terry remembered and then stopped again to take a gulp of his drink. He waved for another from the bartender. And then he continued his amazing story.

Chapter 5 - Terry's Story Continues Friday, July 9, Three Years Ago 

Terry asked Angie if she would like to go but Angie said no that she had some plans with some friends for the next few days. Terry asked her if she would sign a release for a DNA test. Terry explained that his doctor had suggested that DNA sample be on file in case of medical needs some time in the future. Angie trusted her father completely had did not hesitate to sign or to provide the hair sample Terry asked for. 

The next morning, he quickly packed a bag for himself. He drove off in his pickup to Tampa. 

At least that is what he told Kim when he showed her the tickets. He really headed north to a mountain cabin near Cherokee North Carolina owned by his attorney, Mandy. 

Per Mandy's plan, he would stay here until Wednesday morning. He would call Kim on Sunday and tell her his truck had broken down and it would take some time to repair it. Mandy and Terry were both sure that Kim would not be overly concerned since it allowed her a few days of uninhibited sex with some or all of her partners. She would probably do whatever Bob told her to do while she had the free time. 

The cabin was isolated, but had all of the luxuries. The cabin's homeowners association had a clubhouse with pool, so Terry could relax and swim. The clubhouse had a restaurant that actually had some pretty good food. Terry ate there the entire time he was in Cherokee. 

Angie had gladly given her father some hairs she plucked from her head. He placed the loose hairs in an envelope, and placed the envelope in the over night delivery package that Mandy had given him. He then cut a small portion of his own hair and also placed it in the overnight package. 

In some ways he held Angie responsible for Kim murdering his own children. He knew Angie had nothing to do with what Kim had done, but still he held her responsible just for being offspring of his evil brother. 

He came back into the family room, sat down, and began sobbing. He was so sad, so frustrated, and so terrified about what the future held. He was lonely and had no friends that he could now trust, except maybe for his secretary Kim. 

He picked up his cell phone and called his parents. It rang once before being picked up and a woman's voice said, "Hello." It was his mother. Terry sighed and steeled himself so as to not show emotion.

"Hi, Mom. How are you and Dad?"

"Oh goodness, we are doing well. How are you? Is something wrong? You hardly ever call us!" His mom asked.

"No, mom. Nothing is wrong. I just wanted to hear a friendly voice."

"I'm sure your father would love to say 'Hi' to you. Wait a minute."

A few seconds later Terry heard his father's deep voice, "Terry my boy, what is going on? Good to hear from you. Is everything really okay?" 

"Yes dad, everything is okay. But can I ask you a question?"

"Fire away, boy."

"Let's say there was a serious falling out between Bob and me. Would you side with one of us over the other?"

"Well, you both are very important to us. I guess it would depend on what caused the falling out."

"Let say one of us completely violated the trust of the other one."

"Terry, I really don't know what you want me to say. You are the perfect son. Totally giving. You are completely honest and a good provider for your family. We are proud of what you have accomplished. You can stand on your own. On the other hand, Bob is our first born that we almost lost more than once. You know that. He also is very headstrong and does have a need to control everything to the nth degree. But we love him to death and would do anything to protect him."

"Thanks, Dad. I guess that answers my question." 

"Is there something going on with you and Bob that your mother and I need to know about?"

"No Dad, there is absolutely nothing going on between Bob and I." Terry could say without lying. What was going on was between Bob and Kim and Kim and Terry. As far as Terry was concerned, Bob was dead and gone.

Terry said goodbye and then dialed his home number.

All he got was the answering machine. He tried again every half hour until 2 in the morning. No answer. Kim was either at home but too busy to pickup the phone or she was out with one of her fuck buddies. Maybe she was out with more than one of them.

Continued in Part 2.



Spiral Into Oblivion Ch. 02



This is the second and final part of the Spiral To Oblivion story. 

A note of warning. There are some very degrading things in this story. There are some really perverted things described. 

In part 1, Terry learns that his wife, Kim, has been having an affair with his brother, Bob. This affair started prior to their marriage. His daughter is actually Bob's child. His wife is a sub-slut and does any and all cummers (man or woman). She has had sex with most of Terry's friends and neighbors at Bob's urging.

Terry has only one friend he can count on. That is his secretary, Cindy. She is standing by him at the end of Part1 of this story. 

Terry has hired a PI, Dillon Frost, and a lawyer, Mandy Hrin, to get the evidence for a divorce and to handle the legalities of the divorce. 

Many thanks, Lydia, for your professional editing, and suggestions. I couldn't publish without your assistance! I hope I made all of the changes you requested. 

And now... on with the story.

Chapter 6 - Terry's Story Continues Saturday, July 10, Three Years Ago 

Kim awoke with a feeling of euphoria. She stretched and then opened her eyes. She was in a king size bed and lying on each side of her was two of her sex partners. What made these two so special was that they had the largest sex equipment of any of Kim's partners.

One was the girls' former pediatrician, Gil Jeffries, and the other was his brother, Randy, a male stripper. They had picked her up at the house yesterday evening, taken her to Randy's apartment and fucked her for over six hours last night and again for three hours around four in the morning. They had taken her every way a man can take a woman. They took her both singly and doubly. She had screamed in pleasure each time they double fucked her. She tried to scream at other times but usually there as a very large, very fat prick stuck deep in her throat, which made making much more than a moan impossible. 

Bob had set this up as soon as he found out that Kim would be by herself for a few days. The Jeffries brothers paid well for the use of Terry's wife, Bob laughed to himself. Kim did everything and anything he told her to do. She was a complete sub to his will. 

And that brother of his was such a wimp. He always caved into Bob's demands. Bob thought that he should probably just screw Kim in front of Terry and establish his brother's true relationship to his "family". Terry would probably break down in tears to find out that the girls are not his. What a wimp. 

Gil Jeffries awoke as Kim slipped out of bed to go to the bathroom. He watched her walk through the door and smiled. "What a great piece of ass she is!" he thought. "Bob is one lucky sob to have her in his sable. Her husband must be a real limp dick to have her running around on him like she does." 

Gil had never met Terry but he had seen his picture in Kim's bedroom when he had gone to her house to fuck her on multiple occasions. It was a picture of Kim in her wedding gown and Terry in a tux on their wedding day. Gil always got a kick out of looking at that picture as he fucked the man's wife doggie style. It gave him a feeling of power to realize he was sexing the old lady while the poor schmuck of a husband was out working his ass off to pay for this bitch's life style. 

Just to further establish his position with Kim on these occasions, Gil would casually toss his jockey shorts over Terry's image in the picture. He would look at Kim and tell her, "Your old man can just sniff my underwear while I do you." She would always laugh and say, "That is about all he is good for!" 

As Kim slid back into bed, Gil thought about how he had first met her. 

Kim and Terry had recently moved to the area and Kim brought the girls in for their required vaccinations prior to school starting. Kim had invited him to attend a barbeque at their church that Sunday. Gil did attend and was introduced to Bob, Kim's brother. He was filling in for Kim's husband who was out of town on business. 

Gil had casually mentioned to Bob, what a good-looking woman Kim was and her husband was a lucky man. Bob had smiled and said, "Oh yes, but I am the lucky man. Her husband, my brother, does not know that I screw her whenever his back is turned. She would do anything for me. I even whore her out when the price is right!" 

Gil looked at Bob and said, "What is the price?"

Bob laughed and replied, "$1000 a night. Anything goes for that amount." 

Gil thought for a moment and said, "When is she available?"

Bob laughed again. "Right now if you have the cash." 

"Take a check?" 

"Well doc, for you I will make an exception. Kim is new here in town and I need to get her itch scratched, if you know what I mean. So as a 'welcome to the area' I'll take a check."

Gil wrote out a check, Bob then called Kim over and said, "Kim baby, Gil is going to take you home and show you his place. He will bring you back home tomorrow some time. I will take the girls with me and make up some story as to why you are not home tonight. I want you to give Gil a real good time. OK?"

Kim looked at Bob and then looked at Gil. She was taking his measure and liked what she saw. He was a tall, handsome man and he wanted her. That made her crotch wet. She took Gil's arm and then said, "See you tomorrow, Bob." 

With that Gil had begun a relationship with Kim that now spanned several years. 

When he had told his brother, Randy, about Kim, he had asked for a piece of her. Gil gave in and bought Kim for Randy's birthday. Randy had used her for a whole afternoon that day. 

Later, it was Kim who had suggested to Gil that maybe he and his brother would like to double-team her. And that was the way it had been, once a month, for the last year. 

As Gil plunged his ten-inch tool back into Kim, Randy stirred and seeing the action he joined right in with his own ten-inch driller. Kim sighed, "The day's fuck events are underway!" she thought and then gave her self over to new acts of depravity with these two sex machines brothers. 

Dillon Frost stood across the street holding a telephoto lens camera. The Jeffries brothers never closed their drapes since they were three floors above the ground. But from Dillon's position on the roof of the building across the street, he had a perfect angle to see everything that occurred in the apartment. He now had over two hundred pictures of Kim's latest perversions. 

Chapter 7 - Terry's Story Continues Sunday, July 11, Three Years Ago 

Gil and Randy drove Kim home at one in the afternoon. About eight that morning she asked them to take her home because she wanted to go to church but Randy had begun lapping her clit and Gil worked on her tits. Pretty soon she gave up getting her religion for the day in exchange for getting her cock for the day. 

Randy thought to himself. "What the fuck does this slut want to go to church for? She fucks multiple guys at the same time and cheats on her husband almost every day. She can't keep her legs shut and would fuck a bald headed midget if he had a reasonable size cock. What kind of religious values does she have? I might want to join her church if all of the wives are this religious!" 

Gil glanced over at Kim sitting next to him in the front seat as he drove the car back to Kim's house. He thought, "My god she is one beautiful piece of meat! She is one of the most sexually driven women I ever met. There is only one other woman that can even hold a candle to her." With that his mind drifted off thinking about his other fuck toy. She was a successful attorney who had defended him during a malpractice case a few years earlier. She had become his sex slave within two weeks of their first attorney-client meeting. She still rocked his world every so often. They rarely saw each other any more, but when they did, she was as wild and horny as Kim. 

"Maybe I should try to get the two of them together with Randy and myself." Gil chuckled to himself. "No, he wanted to keep that one for himself. Randy did not need to know she existed. The only other man that knew was Bob. Gil had reciprocated a freebie night with Kim granted by Bob by giving Bob his personal fuck toy for a night. Gil did not realize it, but Bob had pulled Gil's woman into his circle and used her when he wanted. 

After they dropped her off, Kim took a leisurely bath to soothe her sore, aching body. Her pussy was swollen from the constant fucking she had done over the last two days. She inspected it and applied some salve to reduce the swelling and soreness. 

As she applied the salve she thought, "Terry is going to want sex tonight when he gets home. Jesus, I can't fuck that asshole when I'm this sore. Oh well, I guess I'll just have to give the wimp a blowjob. That should only take a few minutes and then he will go to sleep. I'll have to remember to put a towel on the nightstand to spit his cum into. I sure don't want to swallow his wimp cum. I swallowed enough real men's cum over the last couple of days to last me for a while." She smiled as she thought of all of the sex she had had over the last two days. It was great, but she wished Bob could have been there to finish her off. 

"My god, he can make me cum rivers!" She said to herself. She knew she would do anything for him. She knew that if he wanted to take her daughter Angie, or to offer her to some other man, she would go along with it. In fact she almost willed it to happen. She could only think in a very warped way that her daughter should enjoy the same sexual feelings and gratification that Kim herself felt. If Bob wished to bring Angie into his sexual world, Kim would more than support him. She would help him arrange Angie's taking. After all, Angie was a nothing more than younger version of Kim herself. People always said they looked more like sisters than mother and daughter. 

She smiled just thinking about what she and her daughter could do together. What they could do to Bob together would be great. Yes, Kim could teach Angie everything she would ever need to know about keeping Bob (or any other man) satisfied. The thought truly thrilled her. 

She was shaken from her revelry by the phone ringing. She picked it up. It was her asshole wimp husband. 

Terry woke up early to take the package to the UPS Store but he waited until the afternoon to take the next step in Mandy's plan. He dialed his home and was almost surprised when Kim answered. "She must have gotten worn out from screwing whoever she was with this weekend." Terry thought.

Kim answered the phone, 'Hello?"

"Hi honey, it's me."

"Are you on the way home yet?"

"No, that is what I am calling about." 

"The truck broke down. I can't get it fixed today so I will have to stay over at least one more day." Terry lied. 

"Oh. That is too bad. I was hoping you would be home this evening." Kim lied back.

"Well, I will call you tomorrow once I know what is up with my truck. OK?" Terry said. 

"Sure. Take care and get home when you can." Kim replied.

"OK. Bye, hon." Terry said.

Kim hung up and grinned. "God, another night without that asshole! Another free night! What to do? I can't get any more dick because I am so sore." She looked out of the kitchen window as she thought about her options. She saw Betty taking out some trash. An idea dawned to Kim. "That's it! No dick, but a nice friendly neighborly pussy licking would feel good." She said out loud. 

Kim got up and went to her closet. She found the sexy little yellow sundress that Betty always raved about. Betty had always said Kim looked 'finger licking good' in that dress. 

She ran a hot tub and shaved her under arms and legs. She shaped her pubic hair as she had done since Bob had suggested when they first became lovers. The hair just covered her gash and ran to a point just above her clit. 

She refreshed herself with a strawberry flavored douche. She then powdered her pussy and ass with a nice smelling after bath talc.

As she had done her bath, she had thought back to how the Weller's had become such a large part of her sex life.

Betty and Sam had been two loving partners who believed in the sanctity of marriage. That is until they met Bob and Kim. 

Right after Terry, Kim, and the girls had moved into the house next door, Bob had paid a weeklong visit. It so happened that Sam had taken the week off to repair some problems around their house. Kim had met Betty the first day they arrived at the new house. The day after Bob arrived for his visit, Betty took Kim to the local mall to show her some of the more interesting shops. Bob had gone over to help Sam do some window caulking. As they worked, Bob talked with Sam about their marriage, and Terry and Kim's marriage. Bob found out that Sam was a little bored with their current sex life and offered Sam a solution. "How about if I get Kim to screw you and you convince Betty to screw me?" Bob had proposed to Sam. Sam had been taken aback by the offer. But he did start eying Kim and Bob kept telling him that she was available. All they needed to do was work on Betty to swap. 

On the third day of Bob's visit, Sam had said to Bob, "If you convince that hot little number to fuck me, you can have Betty if you can convince her." 

This was all of the opportunity Bob needed. That very day, he began to ply Betty with wine and weed. By the end of the fifth day of Bob's visit he had Betty stripped down and was feeding her his cock. While this was occurring, Sam had Kim bent over the end of the couch ramming her hole with the stiffest prick he had ever experienced. 

By the time Bob left to go home two days later, the four had done just about everything that two men and two women could do to each other. Sam had even sucked Bob's cock while Betty tongued Bob's ass. Kim took pictures of this scene while she played with herself. By this point Sam and Betty were fully integrated into Kim and Bob's sex group. 

Betty had even flown to visit Bob and some of his large-dicked friends while Kim entertained Sam during the day while Terry was at work. By coincidence, Terry had to take an overnight business trip during this same period of time and Sam got to explore Kim in the comfort of Terry's bed. Of course Sam had gotten Angie to be a sleepover baby sitter to watch their kids at Sam's house. This left Sam and Kim free to do any and all perversions that they could think of. Of course Kim, had much more experience in the lifestyle and had many new tricks to teach Sam. And Betty learned her share of new tricks from Bob and his gang of male friends who all took a piece of Betty. Sometimes they took Betty one at time, two at time, three at time and finally five at time. The five at time involved Betty taking it in the cunt, ass, and mouth at the same time while jacking off two other men with her hands. Bob called this his 'Ivory Snow' gangbang because he had gotten the idea from watching Marilyn Chambers getting taken this way in the "Behind The Green Door" porno movie. 

Sam and Betty turned into full bore sex addicts who would do anything with anyone at anytime. As long as the kids didn't see anything they did. 

Kim thought about how Sam and Betty had matured into what they were, sexually, today from what they were the day Bob had first arrived in their lives. As she did she completed her primping and powdering.

She dressed in the yellow sundress, no stockings or panties, and some four-inch heels. Her tanned legs looked great in the heels and she pulled her hair back into a ponytail. Betty always liked her in ponytail because as Betty said, "She could watch Kim lick her quim much easier with her hair pulled back." Plus, Betty liked rough sex and would pull Kim around by her ponytail a lot. Kim got off on the rough treatment much of the time. 

She picked up the phone and called Betty. When Betty answered, Kim said one thing and hung up. "Get your pretty ass over here and do me. We've got all night, sweet thing." 

Betty took over an hour to make the walk across the backyard. In that hour, she had bathed, shaved and powdered. She had shaved into what she called her 'Telly Savalas look'. Her hairless pussy now was powdered and primed for Kim's mouth. She told Sam she was going next door and may not be back until the morning. Sam just grinned and said, "So, Kim fucked her pussy raw again, eh? Well good luck in licking her back to health!" With that Sam laughed and turned his attention back to the ballgame on TV. 

Upon arrival Kim poured Betty a large glass of white wine. They adjourned to family room where Betty sat her glass down and took Kim into her arms. They tongue kissed for over an hour and just let their hands explore each other's bodies. Then Betty laid Kim down on the couch and licked her clit until Kim was gasping. Then Betty began licking Kim from the base of her ass all the way to the crown of her clit. Not an inch of Kim's 'nether region' was left without the magical ministrations from Betty's moist tongue. 

Kim turned into a 69 position with Betty and they stayed in this position doing each other for almost two hours. Both had multiple orgasms and both announced their lesbian love for each other. 

Betty finally turned around and hugged Kim. She said, "Do you think Myra and Jennie would be interested in a slumber party tonight?" Myra and Jennie were wives of two other neighbors on the street. Their husbands had been sucked into sex with Kim through persuasion from Bob over several other visits Bob made to Terry and Kim's home. After that it was easy to draw the wives into the sexual games. 

Kim smiled, picked up the phone, and dialed Jennie's number. "Jennie? Can you come play tonight? Yes, all night. Just you, and Myra, and Betty, and I. At my house. Be here at eight, okay? Good. See you tonight, sweet lips." 

Betty placed the same call to Myra with the same results. 

By eight thirty that evening, there were four naked women touching, licking, kissing, fingering, dildoing, and stroking in all the combinations four women could possibly do. Heavy sighs, moans, and gasps of breath were the only sounds. 

Of course all the day's events were being capture on the video pencil camera for future recovery by Terry's Private Investigator. 

Chapter 8 - Terry's Story Continues Monday, July 12, Three Years Ago 

Terry called at ten that morning. Betty had just awakened and the other women were still asleep. They had partied long into the night. 

Betty picked up the phone and said "Sudcliffe residence."

Terry was a little confused at first. "Betty is that you? Where's Kim?"

"Oh, hi Terry. Kim is in the shower." Betty lied as she looked at her fuck buddy still passed out on the bed. 

"Betty, eh… can you just tell Kim that they need to bring in a part for my truck and we'll be stuck here until Wednesday? Can you do that please?" Terry asked.

"Sure thing. I'll let her know as soon as she gets out of the shower. Where can she call you?" 

"Well, my cell phone battery is about gone, so I'm going to turn this off after this call. I only have the current room until noon today, so I'm going to have to find another hotel room. So I don't have a number to give you right now. I'll call back when I get resettled. OK?" Terry lied.

"Oh, sure. When should I tell Kim you will be calling back?" Betty was thinking that since Terry and girls would still be away, maybe she and Kim could continue with their fun for another day or two. She wanted to take Kim back to her house and let Sam put her into her full sub role. Betty loved to do things like make Kim tongue her asshole, or spit into Kim's mouth and face. Sam had some good drugs that Bob had provided them that would make Kim very compliant and very horny. Sam loved to face fuck Kim and just about make her pass out from a throat full of prick. Betty would be sticking a very large dildo into Kim's various holes while Sam abused Kim's mouth and throat. She could hardly wait!




Spiral Into Oblivion Ch. 02



"I'll call after dinner about eight this evening." 

"OK Terry, Bye!" Betty said.

"So long Betty." Terry replied through clinched teeth. "Goodbye and good riddance you bitch whore." Terry thought to himself.

When Kim awoke, Betty heard her moving about the bedroom. Betty slipped out of her panties and walked into the bedroom. Kim was just reaching for a slipper when Betty covered her mouth with Betty's right tit. Kim immediately began to tongue the large dark nipple. In seconds the nipple was standing erect and Betty was lightly moaning. 

The other women awoke at these sounds of sex. Myra, the tall, willowy, redhead with sparkling green eyes touched Kim's quim as Kim slurped on Betty's tit. Jenny, the dark, sultry brunette eased her head under Myra's belly and between her well-shaped legs. She breathed in the wonderful aroma of a well-sexed woman. Jenny took light nips at Myra's clit with her teeth. 

Kim turned around and presented her crotch to Betty's exploring tongue. The two women began madly licking each other's clits. The other two women began finger fucking each other and their stroking became faster and faster. As the women sank further into a sexual ocean of erotic feelings, they were unaware that Angie had returned home and was making her way up the stairs. 

Angie stopped at the open bedroom door and just stared at the scene unfolding in front of her. Never had she seen such beautiful women performing such sex acts on each other. Angie had experimented with her roommate in college this last year, but she never had let her self go as she saw the four women doing at this moment. Her crotch was immediately sopping wet. Angie sucked in air as her pulse rate rose. 

Myra opened her eyes when she heard the Angie's heavy breathing at the door. She looked directly into Angie's pretty blue eyes. Those eyes shone with a pent up sexual energy and longing that caused Myra to catch her own breath. Myra seductively winked at Angie and by cutting her eyes indicated that Angie should go on to her room. Angie looked longingly at the scene in front of her and then mouthed to Myra, "Come to my room. Please! Hurry!" Angie walked on tiptoes to her room. She immediately lay down and began to play with herself with her hand finding it's way under her summer shorts and panties to her blonde covered quim. Her other hand began roughly massaging her braless breasts through her tank top. 

In less than ten minutes, Myra untangled herself from the bed and stood up. She said smiling to the other women, "How about if Jennie and I go take a shower in the guest bath and let Kim and Betty have some more time together." 

With that she grabbed Jenny's hand and pulled her out of the bedroom. Once in the hall, she whispered to Jenny, "I've got a treat for you, lover." 

She pulled jenny down the hall to Angie's bedroom door and without delay opened the door. Jenny caught her breath as she saw Kim's comely nineteen year-old daughter madly fingering herself. Angie stopped plowing her gash with her hand and stared at the two women with a look of embarrassment. 

Jenny looked from Angie to Myra immediately realizing what was to happen next and smiled. "Angie, we came to play with you, baby." Angie reached up and pulled off her tank top. Without hesitation, Jenny went to the bed and began kissing Angie while Myra began licking on Angie's proud tits. Within a few minutes, Angie was alternately lapping between a red haired bush and an almost jet black haired bush, while Jenny sucked on Angie's young clit from the classic sixty-nine position. Angie was becoming very loud in her moans and gasps as the two women continued to bring her to new heights of sexual arousal. 

Jenny and Myra looked at each other and lifted Angie's head. "Angie, sweetie, why don't the three of us go back to Myra's and get to know one another a little better? We wouldn't want your mother to get upset about us breaking you into loving another woman. You are getting rather loud and we think we can make you scream with pleasure but not here where your mother will hear. Okay, baby?"

Angie dumbly nodded her head in agreement. Myra ran to the master bedroom door and told Kim and Betty that Myra and her were leaving and thanks for the wonderful time. Myra pulled the master door closed so Betty and Kim would not see what was happening in the hall. 

Myra and Jenny threw a sheet around the three of them and got on each side of Angie and helped her down the steps and out the front door and into Jenny's car that was closest to the front door. Within five minutes Jenny parked the car in her garage and the two women with their new, young, fresh meat teenage daughter of their friend barely made it into the house before beginning another attack on the swooning girl. 

While this was going on, Betty convinced Kim to return to her house after she gave Kim Terry's message. She and Sam would have a fine time with Kim for the rest of the day and night. They just had to make sure to have her home at eight to take Terry's call. Maybe they could figure some really perverted thing to be doing to Kim when Terry called. It gave Betty a thrill to think of this. Oh she so loved exploiting Kim's sub-slut persona. They would call Bob and get his advice as to what perverted thing they could do during the phone call. "Bob was so creative when it came to Kim's sub-slut duties!" Betty thought. 

Terry went to the pool for the day and bought a good dinner. 

At exactly eight o'clock, Terry called Kim again. Little did he know that Sam and Betty had Kim bound in her bathtub and were taking turns urinating on her. As Betty thought, Bob came up with a very creative way of putting Kim into her sub-slut role. Kim was opening her mouth and accepting streams of piss from both of her neighbors. 

When the phone rang, Betty picked it up and held the receiver to Kim's ear. Kim had to swallow a mouthful of urine quickly. 

"Hello" Kim said with a little gasp for air. 

"Hi Kim, it's me" Terry replied.

"Hi, Dear. Are you settled in a new room?" Kim asked as Sam began pissing again on her boobs. He occasionally raised his dick to take a shot at Kim's face. Urine was now dribbling down Kim's chin and the phone Betty was holding to her ear. 

"Yeah, but they're moving me to another room first thing in the morning." Terry said. "So it's really no use giving you this number. I tell you what; I will turn on my cell every couple of hours and check if you have left a message. Then I'll call you back from whatever hotel room I'm in at the time. Okay?" 

"Sure. Fine. Look I have to run, I have a hot bath waiting." Kim almost tittered in laughter from the joke she had just made. Her hot bath was the warm liquid emanating from Betty and Sam's bladders. "Talk to you tomorrow, OK? Bye." 

With that Kim hung up and turned her face to accept Betty's crotch dropping to her mouth. Then Betty let go with a long steady stream of urine into Kim's mouth. Betty and Sam had been drinking beers for the last few hours after Bob had suggested this action. They had stored up about a six-pack apiece and had many ounces left to give Kim.

Between the afternoon bottle of wine, the large amount of drugs given her, and sexual ministrations of Sam and Betty, Kim was totally out of it at this point and simply wanted to please her captors. She met every demand they placed on her far into the night. 

Again, unknown to the participants, a pencil camera was capturing all of this for Dillon Frost's file on Kim's escapades. 

Chapter 9 - Tuesday, July 13, Three Years Ago 

As Terry sat by the pool, a waiter approached with a remote house phone and said, "Mr. Sudcliffe? There's a call for you. A Ms. Mandy Hrin."

Terry accepted the phone and said "Hello, Mandy?"

"Yes, Terry. I've got some news for you." 

"What?"

"All of the paperwork and court actions are done. It went faster then I thought it would. Partially because your Dillon Frost delivered a whole new set of videos that I used with the judge. The judge was shocked at what he saw." 

"As we speak, your wife is being served divorce papers. Your brother is receiving a restraining order that orders him to stay at least 500 feet from you and the family house. He is also being served with papers for his role in this whole business as well as your reclaiming all monies spent on his child. "

She clarified this last statement with, "We may not be solid there yet but my lab that is processing the hair samples already has enough information to prove you are not the father. We can assume for now that Bob is. This will be proven with the court order requiring his DNA." 

Mandy now hesitated. "Terry, look it is none of my business but Angie is as much your daughter as she is Bob's. In the eyes of the law, you have been her father since birth. You are being very hard on her in this. She is an innocent in this whole thing."

"I agree with your statement Mandy. It is none of your business. I will be glad when I have all of them out of my hair. They really are open wounds to me right now. The only reason I am doing anything is to protect Angie from what Bob apparently is contemplating for her. I cannot allow that to happen and live with myself." 

"Alright Terry. I don't agree with your attitude toward Angie, but I do agree you are the only one who could have protected Angie the last few days. Angie should consider staying at your folks until this whole situation is sorted out."

"I have a moving crew set up for tomorrow afternoon to remove your personal effects from the house. I've rented you a hotel room for a few days until we can find you better accommodations. An officer will be at the house to insure your wife understands that you are not to be harassed and be left alone to pack what you want to take with you. Take no furniture, nor any other assets other than your personal effects. We will sort that out with whoever Kim gets for her attorney." 

"Mandy, I think you've covered everything. I'll be at the house by noon tomorrow. Thanks." With that, Terry hung up the phone. 

Terry looked at the phone for several minutes and then dialed his parents' house again. 

"Hello?"

"Hi, Mom, it is me, again."

"Hi, son. Is something wrong?"

"Yes. Mom, there is something wrong. Can you get Dad to pick up the extension so I can talk to both of you at the same time?" 

He waited while his father went upstairs to get on the bedroom phone. "What is it, son?" his father asked.

"Mom -- Dad… I don't know where to start other than to just say it. Kim is cheating on me and has been since the day we were married. Angie is not mine. She is Bob's. Yes, that is right. Bob, my damned brother, is the father of Angie! She is also screwing about any thing that has a penis because Bob is forcing her to. He is whoring her out for cash and other favors for himself."

Terry heard sharp intakes of breath from both of his parents. "Son, are you sure? Do you have proof? What are you going to do?" These questions were rapid fire from both his parents. 

"Yes, I'm damned sure. There are videos. What am I going to do? I'm leaving her ass, and I'm declaring Bob dead in my mind. I never want to see the son of bitch again." 

"He heard his mother begin to cry. "Oh, Terry, I'm so sorry."

"That's okay Mom. I'll survive. But look, the reason I called is that Angie will need some place to live for the next few months until she goes back to college. Can she come live with you?"

"Of course we would love to have her! She is our grandchild!" Terry's dad stated. "Have Angie come over as soon as she is ready. Tell us what you're doing about Kim."

Terry basically covered the actions the attorney had taken to date. His parents were very sad that things had come to this. Terry said, "yes, me too." and then hung up.

Kim had taken the day off from any more sex. Sam and Betty had used and abused her for hours last night. She was beaten, tired, and very sore. Just as she was about to go upstairs for a hot bath, the doorbell rang. 

She opened the door and a woman in a business suit asked if she were Kim Sudcliffe. 

"Yes, I am." Kim replied.

"Might I come in for a moment? I have something to give you," the woman asked. 

"Well I was about to take a bath. Is it important? Could it wait until tomorrow? I'm very tired from some strenuous activity I have done the last few days."

"Yes, it is extremely important. Your husband is divorcing you, you see. Here are the papers." With that the woman handed Kim a folder. 

Kim fell back into the house, and the woman followed. The woman said, "Go sit down before you fall down. I'll get you a glass of water."

Kim sat slouched on the couch. The woman returned with the water and handed to her. Then the woman said, "Okay, bitch, we have to talk, NOW." 

An hour later Kim let the woman out and shook her hand. "Thank you. I can never pay you back for this!" 

The woman smiled and walked down the front steps, got in her car and drove away.

Kim smiled and thought, "Well things were finally out in the open. Terry was divorcing me and now I can be with Bob. He and I and Angie will be the family we should have always been. A loving, submissive family to our man." 

Chapter 10 - Terry's Story Continues Wednesday, July 14, Three Years Ago 

Angie had actually spent the night at Myra's. When Myra's husband, Mark, got home that evening, he was surprised to find his nude wife waiting at the door with a large cocktail and a sly grin on her face. "Here honey, I have a real treat for you! Start removing your clothes and be naked by the time you get to our bedroom door." Myra ordered.

When Mark arrived at the door and looked inside, his mouth dropped open. There was Kim and Terry's beautiful daughter lying spread eagled on his bed! She smiled a wicked grin at him and started rubbing her pussy, "Hi Mark, Myra tells me you have a big dick. I can see that she was not lying." 

Indeed Mark's weapon was rapidly springing to attention at the sight of this girl lying in his bed awaiting his pleasure. Mark's dick was bouncing as he walked toward Angie. She watched the head of his manhood bounce and reached to grab it as he slid into bed beside her. She took his dick in her hand and began slowly masturbating him. 

He groaned, grabbed her hand and moved it from his engorged weapon. He moved to sat astride her chest and slowly fed her his cock as she ravenously sucked his head into her mouth. He began furiously to face fuck her. She was doing an admirable job in keeping up with his pounding to her throat. As his load built up he stopped and moved his body down her length. He positioned himself at her pussy and with one push, entered her to the hilt. She was soaking wet and her pussy easily accepted his whole length. 

Myra and Mark used Angie well into the late night and returned her home in the morning well worn out. 

A two-hour drive brought Terry to his house. He saw Angie just as she was coming in from the night of sexual passion with Mark and Myra. He spoke with Angie that he was going to divorce her mother and that things were liable to get very ugly later today. He suggested that Angie might want to spend some time at her grandparents until things settled down. Angie said she felt awful for Terry and she probably should be out of the way until the "smoke settles". She packed a small bag and Terry drove her to his parents' house. Angie was first at the door anxious to see grammy and grandpa. The door opened and Terry's mom hugged her. 

Terry brought in the small suitcase of stuff Angie had packed and gave it to his dad. His dad looked at him and said, "This has been tough on you, eh?" 

Terry forced a small smile and replied, "Yes, but not as tough as it will be on Kim and Bob. I'll have my revenge!"

His dad had a hurt look on his face. "Son, please think about what you are doing. Once started this process cannot be stopped. There will be massive breakage in our family's internal relationships. Sons will be disowned, and spouses will be thrown away. Can you find it in your heart to forgive and be the loving husband and father again? Please! It is imperative we not destroy our family unit!" 

"No Dad, it is over. I cannot live with the lies and deceit. Christ, Dad, Angie isn't even my daughter. She is Bob's, not mine! And the lowest thing was that Kim murdered two of my true offspring because she did not want to have a child by me. What kind of family would I have if I tried to ignore all of this? I would be Bob's wimp brother who allows his wife to fuck his brother and allow his brother to give his wife to other men as sexual favors." 

His dad tried a few more times to convince Terry to rethink his decision, but Terry was firm. He would not play the cuckold to his brother's domination of his wife. 

Terry said his goodbyes to his parents and left without so much as "see you around" to Angie who had been his loving daughter until just a week ago. She was now a stranger as far as Terry was concerned. 

Terry drove to his house and waited in his car about half a block from his house for the police officer and moving crew to arrive. When they arrived, he walked to the house and opened the front door. He was shocked to see all of his clothes, his tools, his various awards and mementos all boxed and stored in stacks in the front hall. 

Betty sat on the couch with Kim. They both smiled at him and Kim said, "Hi, asshole. We knew you would be arriving about now, so here is your stuff. Betty and I got your stuff packed this morning after you and Angie left so you can just take the crap and get your ass out of my sight." 

Betty reached a hand inside of Kim's bathrobe and cupped a tit. "Hey, little man, you don't get to play with these any more. But don't worry, Sam and I will take care of them for you!" With that Betty opened Kim's robe and sucked one nipple into her mouth. 

Terry just stood as stone watching this display unfold, too shocked to say or do anything. 

Sam came in from the kitchen and walked over to the other side of Kim and looked at Terry with a smirk. "You wimp, if you were a real man, Kim would never have fucked around on you. Bob doesn't let her get away with anything. He controls her very soul. And he occasionally let's us control Kim's body. Like today! Bob said that we should celebrate you walking out, and, as such, Kim is to do whatever Betty and I say. So we are having a few folks over this afternoon to celebrate Kim's newfound freedom. Just a few folks will be here. About a dozen of Kim's most aggressive sex partners. Let's see that would be four husband and wife teams from this neighborhood, Gil and Randy who are Kim's 'big men", and Betty and myself. We might have one special guest star for Kim's pleasure later tonight if it can be worked out."

Sam got up and walked toward the front door. "So if you change your mind and want the cunt back, you can have her tomorrow morning. She'll be well used and abused by then. You wouldn't mind take sloppy one hundredths would you? See, we will be way passed sloppy seconds before the sun goes down tonight. Here, let me help you get this crap out of here." 

With that, Sam began throwing the packed boxes out onto the front porch. Terry turned to look for the last time on his faithless wife. She was now lying on the couch with Betty's face pressed into her cunt. She was writhing with the sensations that Betty's tongue was providing her. She never even opened her eyes to acknowledge him leaving.

Terry had the movers pack the boxes into their truck and take it to their storage facility. He would get the redemption check from his attorney tomorrow. The cop watched the whole process and was amazed that no one from the inside of the house ever even looked out of the windows to see what was happening. The whole process took ten minutes and then the movers and cop left. Terry walked slowly back his car and began to turn around to head for the hotel room his attorney had gotten him. As he was turning, a car pulled up in front of what had been his house and he saw two men get out and ring the doorbell. The door opened and the two men went in as they laughed with Sam at the door over a shared joke. 




Spiral Into Oblivion Ch. 02



He stopped the car and just sat for a minute. These must be Kim's 'big men' as Sam had put it. Terry pulled himself out of the daze he was in and again started to leave when four couples from his neighborhood walked down the street to his former front door. Each was someone whose friendship he had treasured. The men were all supposedly his friends and the wives were supposedly monogamous mates to their husbands. Terry now knew that all of these people were involved in Bob's sex circle. Bob's reach had indeed been wide and deep where it concerned Terry and Kim. Terry now realized that absolutely nothing in his former life could be considered true. No relationship, no friendship, no family, nothing could be held of value now. This tore the fabric of Terry's soul. He was truly lost. 

Terry drove to the hotel and received the key being held for him. He rode the elevator to the 3rd floor and found the door to his room. Using the key, he entered. 

He noticed a small refrigerator next to the bureau and he opened the door. There was a six-pack of imported beer with a note attached. The note read, Terry, I thought you might need one or two of these after your day today. See you tomorrow. Mandy Hrin. 

Terry popped the top of one of the beer bottles and drained the contents in three large gulps. He opened another and drank this one more slowly. He looked around the room. 

The place was a true rattrap. The wallpaper was peeling from the walls; the bathtub was more mildew than porcelain. Why the hell had Mandy put him in this place? 

Oh well, he was too beat to think about it now. He would fall in bed and hopefully get a good night's sleep and he would address this with her in the morning. 

His head was spinning. The day had done him in and the beer just added to his instability. 

About nine o'clock, there was a loud knock on the door. Terry struggled to wake up, and through blurry eyes with a groggy head, he struggled to opened the door. A whorish looking woman of about thirty-five stood at the door. Her hair was a dirty blonde with underlying brunette and gray streaked hair. Her eyes were done in heavy mascara and eye shadow. Her skin was the pale, pallor look a drug addict acquires over time. When she raised her arm, one could see the needle tracks running the entire length of her arm. 

She pushed her way in and Terry still being off balance and dizzy fell back on the bed. She closed and chain locked the door. "Hi, honey, I'm your divorce present. A friend of yours wanted to try make you feel better so he bought me for you for the whole night."

Terry shook his head trying to clear the cobwebs to no avail. "Lady, I don't know who you are but I sure don't want anything from you." Terry slurred. He fell over in the bed and almost passed out. "What the heck is wrong with me?" he thought with difficulty. 

The woman took off her blouse and skirt and threw them on the chair in the corner. She went to the refrigerator and took out another beer. She opened it, came over and sat on the edge of the bed. She reached in her purse and took out a small bottle containing a white powder. She shook about an ounce of the powder into the beer and swirled the beer around for a minute. She suddenly grabbed Terry's nose. After a few moments Terry opened his mouth to breath and the woman poured some of the beer into his mouth. She placed her hand over his mouth and released his nose. He swallowed the beer. This was repeated four more times until the beer bottle stood half empty. By the third time, Terry's head was feeling even lighter than before, His blood seemed to hum through his veins. And he just stared as his penis began to stand up. He kept staring until his penis was rock hard and harder then he ever remembered it being before. 

"My God, I am so horny I could fuck a goat. This woman isn't as skanky as I thought." Terry thought as he eyed the woman playing with his prick. She looked into his eyes and smiled, "Yes honey, you are about ready. Mama is going to give you the ride of your life." She took off her bra and placed a sagging breast at Terry's mouth. "Here, baby, you suck on this a few minutes while I suck on something else." 

The woman was some kind of gymnast, she articulated herself into a position where Terry could suck on her tit, while she gave Terry a blowjob. As Terry's reason disappeared into the fog of the drugs he had been given, he began responding to her and eventually begin to beg her to fuck him. At this point, the woman stood up on the bed and took off her panties. She pulled the Kotex from her snatch and threw it on the bed pillow. She reached for Terry's head and moved it to her bleeding gash. "Here baby, lick on this nasty old pussy for while." She began laughing at Terry's obvious pleasure in licking her during her period. Terry was so far gone he did not notice anything amiss. He just wanted to suck and fuck the rest of the night. The woman obliged him but with some extra twists to the games. She stripped Terry and then helped him to the bed where he returned to licking her bleeding cunt. She pulled a frilly nightie from her purse and helped Terry put it on. She pulled a pair of lace panties from her purse and had Terry slip those on. She then went to the door and opened it and let the two large black men come into the room. They looked at Terry and laughed, "Hey look at the sissy boy! Hey, sweetie, how about if we fuck your ass for a while?" 

All Terry could do reach in the panties with his hand and start masturbating. He was so horny and so out of control, all he wanted to do was have sex. With anybody, right now! Even these two men cursing at him and telling him what evil things they were going to do did not deter the extreme overpowering desire to have sex.

The two men stripped and jumped on the bed. One grabbed Terry's head and twisted him around into a position on his hands and knees and forced his eleven-inch prick between Terry's lips. In less than a minute Terry was working the huge member with the vigor of any street prostitute. In fact, the woman was giving him pointers on how to suck a cock. He did exactly what she told him to much to the delight of the large black man with the huge slab of meat in Terry's mouth. He used his tongue on the head of the monster prick; he ran the shaft as deep as possible into his throat and used his throat muscles to fuck the shaft. 

While this was going on, the other man had the woman suck him to a full hard and then he spit in his hand and applied it to his dick. He positioned himself behind Terry and put the bulbous head of his disk at Terry's anus. He pushed slowly but forcefully until Terry's anus opened and slowly accepted the man's twelve-inch rod. The man worked for four or five minutes thrusting in and out of Terry's ass until his entire member would disappear into Terry on the forward thrusts. He than began moving Terry's hips in unison with the face fucking his partner was giving Terry at the other end of the bed. Slowly they tag teamed Terry into a full blown cum machine for them. He would rock back on the huge cock in his ass and then moan as he was thrust forward to accept the other cock all the way down his throat. 

Terry's own dick had a life of its own. It was still rock hard and needing attention. Terry glanced to the side between thrusts and saw the woman sitting at the head of the bed playing with her self. He motioned with his hand toward his dick and the woman laughed. "Honey, do you want mama to jerk you off? Would that help you make love to these beautiful black gods with the big dicks?" Terry could just moan. 

"OK, honey, but let's make sure we get this on camera, okay? She reached over the bedside lamp and pulled out a pencil camera. "Smile, Baby, you are on candid camera! So you reach down and grab your dick and stroke it for a while. You can play with my pussy while you do. That's right, just alternate between my pussy and your little cock. Jesus that thing can't be more than five inches." 

For the next twenty minutes, Terry stayed in this same position. The two large cocks continued to saw him back and forth. His own hand was alternately frigging the whore and pounding his own cock. Finally, the two men could not hold back any longer. First, the one in his ass let go with a huge load in his colon. Then, the one fucking his mouth let go with an equally huge load. Terry swallowed and swallowed but a lot of the load dribbled out onto his chin. When the man pulled out of his mouth, a long string of cum stuck to Terry's lip all the way to the tip of the man's still huge member. The woman reached over and using her index finger twirled the string of cum onto her finger. She laughed and said to Terry, "Open wide, honey, you don't want any of this good juice getting away from you, do you?" Terry opened his mouth and tongued the salty soup from the woman's finger. 

The woman picked up the beer bottle and had Terry drink the remaining contents. Terry's head again began to buzz and his blood felt like it was boiling. Within a few minutes, Terry had no will power left. Whatever these people wanted him to do, he did. This went on for hours into the early morning. At that point, the men laughed and stated they had no cum left because Terry had drained them dry. The woman said Terry could probably stand one more fuck. He still had an erection even though he had cum at least five or six times. He had lost count because of the blur of things these people had him doing to them and to himself. 

The woman sat on top of Terry's stomach and reached down and grabbed his still throbbing dick. She placed it at the opening to her still bleeding gash and slowly sat down on Terry's dick. She slowly fucked him for the next twenty minutes or so. She then began moving faster and faster until Terry was about ready to blow his last load. She suddenly stopped and got up leaving Terry almost in pain from the so close orgasm that was not to happen. She said, "Do you want to get off, Terry?"

"Oh yes, pleeease." Terry moaned.

"Do you really want to get off?" She demanded.

"My god, yes. I have to right now!" Terry sobbed.

"OK, here is a picture of your daughter taken this afternoon. She got a taste of the same drugs you got tonight. Beat your meat to it and cum all over the picture."

Terry looked at the picture and saw the Angie naked sitting on Bob's lap. He had her with feet up and apart so there was a good view of her crotch. Bob had his hard cock rubbing Angie's cunt. Angie had a look of shear pleasure and sexual want on her face. 

But Terry was too far-gone to care about any of this. The drugs had him turned him into a raging sex maniac. The constant stimulation had added to his libido. He was ready to explode and did not care how he managed it. 

He grabbed the picture and his dick and began stroking while staring at the picture. The woman asked him, "Would you like to get some of that? Wouldn't you want to stick your nasty dick in that tight virgin ass? Would you want her to suck your cock and lick your ass?" 

With each question Terry responded in the affirmative and whacked on his meat even harder. 

The men had dressed and now were slapping Terry's face. "You sick shit. Sitting there beating your meat over your own daughter's picture. We knew you were a pervert. No man likes another man's dick up his ass or down his throat. You are just a sick fuck, aren't you?" Terry sobbed at the blows and meekly said yes. 

The woman dressed and opened Terry's laptop computer sitting on the bureau. She powered it up and logged in. Even in his fog, Terry wondered how she had gotten his passwords. She opened his email and selected the last email received. She spun the laptop so Terry could see the screen. She looked at the sad heap of what had been Terry Sudcliffe and said, "Your wife and brother send their regards. Here is picture they wanted you to see. Do you see who this is? It's your secretary, Cindy. Do you see what she is doing? That's right, asshole. She is getting hammered in the ass by your neighbor Sam and she is munching Kim's cunt like there is no tomorrow! She is now another toy for Bob. It only took a day or so with the help of the same drugs we gave you. She is now a total whore to whatever Bob tells her to do. She recorded this audio for you. With that, woman flipped on the audio on the laptop. Terry heard, "Oh yes, yes! Fuck my ass." He heard Kim say, "Get your mouth to work, cunt." He heard Cindy slurping between Kim's legs. Finally Cindy looked up at the camera, smiled and said in a very sexy voice, "Hey asshole, I never realized how great your brother and your wife were! I love them both! You can go fuck off for trying to hurt them. I never want to see you again. I quit your stupid job! I'm going to be living in your old house for a while. I'm going to be giving Kim's pussy tongue baths anytime she wants one. Bye, asshole." 

The skanky woman did a permanent delete of the email, powered off the laptop, and threw it against the wall breaking the case. "There, that is one less possession you still have," she cackled. "After our little party here tonight, they now have as much dirt on you as you have on them. They want you to be at your parents' house tomorrow morning at nine. Don't be late, or we post all of these images and statements to the Internet. I set the alarm to get your sorry ass up. Have a nice night asshole." With that his violators left his room.

Terry was exhausted and immediately fell into a deep, drugged state. 

Chapter 11 - Terry's Story Continues Thursday, July 15, Three Years Ago 

At 8, the alarm clock went off. Terry dragged himself to the bathroom. His body was covered in bruises. His mouth and ass burned from the abuse they were forced to endure during the evening. 

Terry cleaned up as best he could and as he was getting ready to leave, he glanced at the bed and saw the picture of Angie and Bob lying on the blanket. Looking closer, he saw dried cum all over the picture. He sobbed again. They had video of him jacking off on this picture. These people were so evil they would not hesitate to paste the images all over the Internet. He would be known as a pervert by anyone seeing the acts he performed last night. He was ruined and he knew it. 

He drove to his parents' house. When he arrived he saw Kim's car in the driveway and what looked like a rental vehicle. He walked slowly toward the front door. 

As he reached the porch, the door opened and his dad yelled, "Get you ass in here you jerk off." His dad turned toward the interior of the house and yelled, 'Mother, you asshole son is here."

Terry was again shocked into silence. What the heck had happened? His parents were pissed at him. Why?

As he walked in the living room he saw Bob sitting in the lazy boy chair with Kim sitting on his lap. He had her shirt open and was fondling a breast. Kim gave Bob a wet French kiss and they exchanged a lot of spit. 

Their mom and dad entered the room and seemed to ignore what Bob and Kim were doing. They glared at Terry.

"Terry, how could you screw that whore and let those two black men do that stuff to you?" his mother demanded. 

"And how could you even think about your daughter as a sex object? We saw you beating off over her picture." His dad yelled at him.

Suddenly it was clear, Bob had gotten the tapes of last night's events and shown an edited version to his parents. They probably did not know he had been drugged. But he had nothing to prove this and he knew they would not believe him after seeing those images for themselves. 

His mother went on, "I was not happy when Bob convinced us to allow him to take that picture of Angie naked. Nor did I like the way he posed her, but she said it was ok with her. But he convinced us that if he delivered that picture to you, you would use it sexually. We didn't believe it but damned if he wasn't right. You are nothing but a degenerate pervert." 

"Your father and I are disowning you." 

Terry was totally demoralized. He had one bullet left in his arsenal. He looked at his folks and demanded, "How can you let Bob sit there with Kim's tit in his hand and them making out? Don't you realize he is the ringleader of all of this stuff? He is a control freak and has Kim and whole groups of her fuck buddies under his control. He has been fucking her since we got married. Angie is his, not mine."

"Of course, we know. We have known since long before you married Kim." his mother responded. Terry lost his balance and fell to his knees. He wanted to throw up. His parents had just admitted that they knew about all of the lies and deceit! 

His father explained, "Terry, we loved you but you know we always said that Bob was special to us because of all of his medical and legal problems when he was growing up. We almost lost him on several occasions and we are thankful that he survived. You were more of an organ warehouse for him than a brother. Without you he never would have made it. For that we do love you, but Bob is our number one." 

"He likes controlling things and we have accepted that. He approached us before you started dating Kim and told us his plan. He and we knew he would never make a decent husband. He is just too wild to be tied down that way. But he and Kim convinced us that they were in love and they had figured out a way for Kim to have Bob's love but your stability. We all knew you would make a great father and breadwinner. That's just your way." 

"They proposed that Kim would act like she had broken up with Bob. She would then come on to you after a month or two. We were all sure that you would also fall in love with Kim and ask her to marry you. In fact, we constantly put that notion in your head. 

Finally you asked her and the future was fixed in place. Bob would continue to own and control Kim, but she would be your wife. We all agreed that Bob's genes should be the ones perpetuated and yours would die out. After all, Bob is the aggressive one can always get his way. You, on the other hand, are kind of limp dick, if you will excuse the expression."

"So we all schemed to have you marry Kim. That way Kim was still in the family and Bob could still love her. We thought you would go to your grave not knowing the truth, but you found out and now we have to fix things for Bob. Bob has told us what we must do." 

"As of today, Kim is moving to Bob's home and taking Angie with her. Angie moves in right now at Angie's request. How could you think Bob would ever harm his own child? He and Kim have promised us that nothing bad would ever happen to Angie. We have no reason to doubt them. After all we have seen the evidence of your perversity but we only have your questionable word that similar evidence exists implicating Bob. Bob explained to us that you had launched that attack on him because he and Kim had found out about your own perverse leanings." 

"So Kim and Angie are going to live with Bob. You, on the other hand, are disowned. We never want to see you again. You are a stain on this family. You should get on your knees and thank Bob for him talking us out of bringing the authorities in to investigate you! Now get out!"

Bob arose from the lazy boy and taking Kim's hand walked over in front of Terry. He said simply, "Follow me, asshole." 

Walking out of the house, Bob handed Terry a card, on it was an address. He said, "Go to this house tomorrow morning. All will be explained to you as to how much shit you are in. I believe you will recognize the lady doing the explaining. You have had recent dealing with her." 

With that, Bob roared in laughter and walked away with Kim. Angie came around the side of the house and melted into Bob's arms. He placed one arm around Kim and one around Angie. He slowly rubbed their rear ends and smiled at Terry and then winked. "I'll send you some more pictures of these ladies in the near future. You can enjoy them like you did the one last night." He roared in laughter again and the last sight of his family that Terry had was of Bob rubbing Kim's rear end and pulling Angie close to his side.