****** Mark's Story, Book One: Maryann by Jon Swass ******
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Mark's Story, Book One: Maryann

I hadn't really been seeing her very long, but it seemed like something that
might actually last. I don't know what it was exactly that went wrong, but we
started seeing less and less of each other as the days passed. She wasn't
really the most attractive girl I'd been out with, beauty-wise or figure-wise,
but I thought we really had something. I became increasingly suspicious as I
started noticing another vehicle parked at her house from time to time. I
didn't know of anyone that drove a green Toyota.

"Maryann?" I said as she picked up the phone. "Is there something you need to
tell me?" I had needed to make this call for a while, but for some reason I was
hesitant to confront her. As far as I knew, I was the world to her, and she
wouldn't want to do anything to give that up. But there was a strange feeling
in my gut, and I couldn't quite place what it was.

"What do you mean, Mark?" she asked, her voice sounding almost too innocent.

"Well, just that things seem really strange lately, " I responded, trying to
think of how to phrase it. "Can we get together and talk about it sometime
today?"

She hesitated after I said this.

"What's wrong, baby?" I asked, my mind still formulating possibilities.

"Well, I have a doctor's appointment today, " she said, "and I really need to
get ready. How about some other time?" Something was definitely strange.

"Like when?" I asked, the impatient edge showing in my voice.

"I don't know, " she said with a little sigh. "Just call me back later on, and
we'll talk about it, all right?" I agreed, because what else could I really do?
I hung up the phone.

I decided to put a plan into action. It was about time I got to the bottom of
this for sure! I drove by her house, and sure enough, there was the anonymous
green Toyota.

Call me childish, but I couldn't let it end there. I would be left wondering
forever about this, and my heart thumped faster with the thought that she could
be screwing around on me. I mean, it was true that we really hadn't been
together long at all, but still, does that make it right? I parked some
distance away, and made my way over to her house on foot.

Watching from behind one side of the house, I waited for several minutes until
I was rewarded with the opening of the front door. Maryann walked out, and
there was a guy with her. He was a bit taller than me, but really nothing
special I think. Nothing worth losing me, for sure. He had his arm around her
as they walked to the green Toyota, got in, and took off.

Now I knew for sure. This wasn't the first time it had happened, but it's
nothing a person can really get used to. No one should have to get used to it,
in fact. I ran back to my car and jumped in, giving chase but staying far
enough back that they couldn't see me. I followed them all the way to a video
store, where they entered and came back out a few minutes later with some
movies. He bumped into her from behind on their way out the door and laughed,
putting her arms around her and kissing her on the neck. I was growing more and
more pissed by the moment. I was barely able to restrain the urge to run up and
ram his head into the brick wall.

Later that day, well after all this had happened, I was at home and decided to
give her another call. The phone rang a few times, but she finally picked it
up. It was really hard to think of something to say right then, I'll tell you
that.

"Hello?" Maryann's voice said. I took a deep breath.

"Listen, about that talk we need to have, " I began.

"Come on over, I'm back from the doctor now, " she answered. She was lying! She
was lying and I knew it! I could almost feel my blood boiling in rage.

"Whatever you say, " I basically spat, and hung up the phone. I drove to her
house, and the green Toyota was gone. Instead there was a little white car
which belonged to her friend Susan. I walked up to the door decided not to
knock right away, instead listening to the muffled conversation I could make
out through the door.

"I can't believe you actually hooked up with him!" I heard Susan's voice say.
"Carl is so damn hot!" Carl. So that's his name.

"I know, " Maryann's voice said. "Never met anyone like him before. It's almost
too good to be true, Susan. He's supposed to be coming back over tonight, too."

"Gonna share?" Susan asked with a laugh, and I decided I would go ahead and
knock. I knew the truth now. Maryann could lie all she wanted; I knew the
truth.

"Hey baby, " Maryann said as she opened the door. "Come on in!" She was smiling
a bit too much, I thought, and so was Susan. Damn them both. I couldn't believe
this. I walked on in and sat down without saying a word.

"What's wrong, Mark?" Maryann asked, a touch of concern in her voice. Susan was
still smiling, though. She was so annoying.

"Can we talk alone?" I asked, and Maryann just kept looking at me, puzzled.

"I can go, " Susan suggested. "I'll give you a call later, girl!"

"Bye, " Maryann said as she walked out, and turned her full attention to me.
"What is it, Mark? You're acting weird."

"Why don't you tell me?" I asked, my voice shaking because I was so damn
pissed. "You were just going to fucking lie to me the whole time?" I stood up,
feeling really inappropriate in the chair now.

"What are you talking about?" She asked, getting back. "Mark, please. Just tell
me what you mean."

"I mean Carl, " I practically shouted. "Where the hell did he come into this?
Why didn't you just tell me you wanted to see someone else!"

"Please, baby, calm down, " she said, her voice breaking slightly from
nervousness.

"It's over, Maryann, " I said with venom in my tone. "Over. If it's going to be
you and Carl, then it's not going to be you and me. Not anymore." I turned and
walked out the door.

"Wait, please, you don't understand, " she called, but I really wasn't
listening. I jumped in my car and went home.

I couldn't believe this shit. I remained angry throughout much of the evening,
and something clicked in my mind. Maryann had mentioned to Susan that Carl was
coming back over sometime tonight. Well, maybe it was about time me and Carl
had a little talk of our own!

I drove back over to Maryann's, and sure enough, there was the green Toyota. I
parked behind him, cutting him off so he couldn't back out of the driveway. I
walked up to the door, and not even bothering to knock, flung it open. I heard
laughter inside, and made my way to the living room. Sure enough, there they
were. Sitting on the couch together, Carl with his legs spread apart and her
sitting right in between them. They were watching a movie, but I couldn't have
possibly given a fuck less what they were watching at the time.

"Oh, shit!" Maryann exclaimed. Carl made his way to his feet as quickly as he
could, but I was already prepared to give him what was coming. I popped him in
the face, and he fell back to the couch. Maryann scrambled away, and I closed
in on Carl.

"It's over now, fucker, " Carl said through clenched teeth, getting back to his
feet. He came toward me with surprising speed, and though I was ready to
deliver another, so was he. I took a blow and went reeling back, and Carl was
on me in a flash, hitting me again. I was dazed, but not out. In that next
instant, though, I felt something crash into my head from behind. A large glass
object, like a bottle. As I crumpled to the floor unconscious, I remembered
that I had forgotten all about Maryann.

I don't know how long I was out, but when I awoke, I was in a dimly-lit room.
As my eyes adjusted somewhat, I saw that I was in Maryann's bedroom. Her bed
was relatively low to the ground, as it consisted of one mattress on top of
another, and nothing more. Carl and Maryann were both sitting on the edge of
the bed, looking down at me.

For however long I was out, my emotions hadn't subsided much. I was still very
emotionally hurt, and angry, and now I was shocked out of my mind because of
the situation. My hands and arms were bound securely behind me with layers and
layers of thick duct tape, and my legs were tied. I was gagged as well, with
dirty socks filling my mouth and throat, and duct tape over my mouth, wrapped
around my head a couple of times.

I was really shocked out of my mind. My senses were reeling as I struggled not
to choke on the stinking socks that had been unceremoniously stuffed in my
mouth and shoved down my throat. Both Carl and Maryann were naked, and their
clothes were lying on the floor beside the bed, except for their socks, but I
could guess where those were.

"Tsk, tsk, " Carl said to me, with a grin. I tried to struggle, but it was
useless...too much tape, and I was just too weak.

"Oh, Mark, " Maryann said with a sigh, "Why did it have to come to this?" I
didn't know what the hell was going on. I'm not even sure what I was thinking
at that point.

"Watch this, " Carl said to me. "Here's how a real man treats a lady!" He
kissed Maryann softly on the lips, and then followed it with a deeper kiss that
lasted several seconds. They rolled over on the bed, his tongue running lightly
across her skin, working its way downward. Oh, shit...I cannot express the
anger, frustration, and inferiority I felt at that point. All I could do is lie
there helplessly and whimper as I fought the taste of Carl's and Maryann's
socks which I was practically choking on.

"Carl, " she gasped as his tongue eventually found its way between her legs.
They made sure to position themselves so that I had to watch Carl lap at her
wet pussy while she moaned. I had never seen her so wet. This was really
tearing me up inside...

Maryann breathed heavily, her eyes widening, as Carl brought his dick up to her
mouth. It was very large in its rock hardness, but Maryann managed to take the
entire length of it. And as her lips closed around the shaft of his penis, they
made certain that I was left watching as she gave him the blow-job. I guess
everything got to me about then, the anger, the humiliation, the frustration,
and the pain, because I felt tears begin to run down my face.

I lay there silently and cried as Carl removed his penis from her mouth, taking
it in his hand and sticking it into her pussy. As Carl penetrated her, she let
out another loud gasp. For a split second, she looked away and her eyes met
mine. I really couldn't read her expression, but that's because I'm sure she
was kind of preoccupied at the time. Carl rammed it into her repeatedly, as her
arms wrapped around the back of his head, pulling him close. His tongue played
with one of her nipples as he worked himself up to a climax.

"I don't wanna be stingy now, " Carl laughed, and as he began spurting his
load, he withdrew and rolled over to the side of the bed, shooting it all over
my face. He laughed again when he saw that I had been crying.

"Poor baby, " Maryann said with a glance at me, leaning over to kiss Carl. They
both sat there looking at me for about a minute longer, and then stood and
began putting their clothes back on. I had never felt so small and useless in
all my life.

"Where's my socks?" Maryann asked, looking around the carpeted floor. Carl's
gaze turned slowly toward me.

"Well, he's got mine too, " Carl complained. "But I don't want 'em now."
Maryann walked over to where I was lying, and leaned down.

"Aww, " she said, kissing me on the forehead. "Don't worry; you'll get used to
it." Used to it? Used to what?

"Well, where should we put him, baby?" Maryann asked Carl. Carl suggested the
closet, and that's where they ended up putting me. I heard the door lock into
place, and I found myself in the darkness, alone. The pile of clothes I was
lying on provided some cushioning, though, and it was better than the floor.

I found myself dwelling in my thoughts, and the vivid memory of what had just
happened haunted me like a nightmare, but I knew all too well that this was no
dream. It just didn't seem real...but it was. I had no idea what they planned
to do with me from here, but I was sure it wouldn't be good at all.

And they couldn't just let me go. Not after all this. It would just be too
risky. But after a while, someone would notice I was missing. Something would
happen, for sure. Only time could possibly reveal what.

I struggled futilely against the thick tape once again, knowing that the effort
would be wasted. As the minutes passed, his emotional turmoil subsided a bit to
make way for fatigue and exhaustion. The minutes turned into hours as he
slipped away into an uncomfortable, and somewhat troubled, slumber.

"Time to wake up, sweetie, " Maryann said, interrupting my sleep sometime later
as the closet door swung open. She and Carl dragged me out of the closet and
dumped me on the floor.

"Oh my god! You really did!" Susan exclaimed, looking down at me. They had
invited her over too?

"You really were telling the truth!" came another voice. I saw that it belonged
to Lynne, who was someone I had really only met once when I had to pick Maryann
up at work. She was Maryann's boss, and was probably about six or so years
older.

"Yep, " Carl said. "Got him."

"He's ours, " Maryann chimed in. I just stared up as all four looked down at
me, feeling something like cheap property.

"So I'll get the raise if I let you use him too?" Maryann asked Lynne. Lynne
seemed to consider it for a moment before answering.

"Let's see what he's got first, " she said. "I want to hear him say something,
also." Maryann nodded, unzipping my pants and starting to pull them down, while
Carl produced some scissors and began trying to cut the tape away from my face.
He managed to remove some of it, but ended up tearing away the remainder of it,
along with some of my hair. I almost gagged on the socks as my vision blurred
from the sharp pain.

I was all too willing to cough up the socks, and did so as Maryann exposed my
penis for Lynne to see. I had not realized just how dry my throat was until I
got rid of the socks, and it was really hard for me to say anything.

"Mark, say something, " Maryann urged. I said nothing, so she squeezed my balls
with increasing pressure until I yelped from the tightness of the grip.

"Something...to drink, " I managed to rasp, and everyone laughed at me. At that
point, I realized a distant hope now that the tape was away from my face.

"Someone help me!" I tried to shout, but it came out rather weak, and just got
me some more laughs.

"Out of tape, " Carl muttered.

"I can keep him quiet while Lynne does her thing, " Susan offered.

"I'll run to the store and get some more tape, " Carl said, leaving the room.

Susan's hands closed over my mouth tightly, keeping me silent, as Lynne took
the head of my cock in her mouth and began sucking gently. I was getting
increasingly aroused, against my will, and Maryann just looked on as my penis
stiffened considerably.

The warm wetness of Lynne's mouth over my cock slid up and down the shaft, and
it probably wouldn't be long before I orgasmed. Susan's hands were sweating
profusely, which was kind of nasty, because I could taste the salty liquid
dripping into my mouth. It wasn't quite the drink I had had in mind, but I
couldn't really do anything about it.

I felt it coming on, and suddenly I was spurting hot cum down Lynne's throat! I
would have been proud of such a nut if it had happened under different
circumstances! As I went limp, she pulled away, and looked at Maryann.

"That's it for now, " she gasped. I think my intense spurt caught her a bit by
surprise. "You've got the raise, but this means I get him whenever I want now."
Maryann nodded in agreement, smiling to herself. I guess at that point everyone
was happy but me. I heard the front door slam across the house, and soon after
Carl walked back into the room.

"Here we go, " he said, setting down three rolls of thick duct tape. It wasn't
long before Maryann was stuffing the socks back into my mouth, and Carl wrapped
the tape around my head again, several times. I was pushed back into the closet
and fell onto the familiar pile of clothes that had been my bed earlier.

"You're in for a long night, sweetie, " Maryann said to me as she closed the
door, locking me once again in the darkness.

I believed her. Jonswass@hotmail.com

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