****** Nag No More by Stonehead ******
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Nag No More


They say that life on Earth is the real hell.

Well I can assure everybody it's not, hell is living with my wife.

Six years we have been married, in some ways I love her and in other ways I
detest her.

For the last year sex has not been on the agenda. I know she likes it but for
some strange reason she couldn't be bothered.

Yes I found solitude with the odd fling, but as much as Julie was not drop down
dead gorgeous she had sex appeal which always turned men on.

Yes I wanted her, but no I couldn't have her.

Over the past year apart from no sex she had become a terrible nag it was
almost becoming intolerable.

If I was late home or forgot to do something she asked, it was nag nag nag.

Just yesterday I came home and bought the wrong bread and world war three broke
out.

I slept on the sofa that night my thoughts of what I could do to improve the
domestic situation, lulling me to sleep.

It was a Saturday that I set my plan into action, I had visited the chemist and
purchased some chloroform.

By mid afternoon Julie was relaxing in an armed chair, I sneaked up behind her
and placed the chloroform soaked rag over her mouth. She struggled a little but
the effect soon did the job.

She was unconscious but I didn't know for how long.

I quickly tied a cord around each of her wrists and ankles and rushed to the
garage to get some hooks I had purchased the same day.

Our living room was a through lounge, in the middle was a square archway. I
screwed the hooks into the four corners of the opening and then set about
struggling to secure Julie to the hooks.

I stood back to admire my handy work.

She was tied spread-eagled in the opening.

Sitting down I contemplated what to do now, I hadn't thought past this stage.

I decided to do nothing until she regained consciousness, so I sat down facing
her, picked up a newspaper and started reading.

It was around twenty minutes later that she came round. She looked dazed and it
took a while for her to realise what I had done to her.

Considering her precarious position the tirade of abuse that sprung from her
mouth was quite frightening.

When she got no reaction from me, her tone softened.

"Why are you doing this to me," she pleaded.

"Because I can stand no more nagging and the lack of sex is driving me bananas
so I am punishing you," I replied.

"Okay I am punished, now release me. You have had your fun, I suppose you are
going to screw me first, because that's the only way your going to get sex,
because after this we are finished."

The situation had changed, firstly I didn't know what I was going to do, but I
suppose I might as well fuck her as I'll never get another chance.

I needed time to think, so I sat back down and just looked at Julie. If it was
finished after this I might as well make the most of it; but how? An hour
passed and I still hadn't made my mind up. Then a brilliant idea sprung into my
thoughts.

I picked up the telephone and dialed Steve.

Steve was my best mate, I know he fancied Julie and was always up for a laugh.

"Hi Steve, it's John here. I need your help with something, can you pop over,
yes now, it's very important."

Steve agreed and would be here in twenty minutes.

"What are you going to do and why have you got Steve to come over," asked
Julie.

"He has a more deviated mind than me, maybe he will know what we can do with
you," replied John.

The doorbell rang and I let Steve in. He took one look at Julie tied up and
laughed.

"So what game you two playing here," he asked.

I told him it wasn't a game and set about explaining what was going on.

"So what do you think we should do," I asked Steve.

"Well first I think we better remove all her clothes, it will help us think,"
Steve said.

I told Steve to cut her clothes off, I wanted to watch him do it.

He started by cutting the sleeves of her blouse. Once that was done he ripped
open her blouse sending buttons scattering all over the place.

"I've always wanted to do that," he said.

He continued to cut her trousers, first one leg then the next, until they fell
away from her body.

Julie was now left with just her bra and panties on.

"Do you want to cut the rest off John, or can I have the pleasure."

"You finish it," I told Steve.

Slowly as if he was relishing every moment, he cut the straps, finally he cut
through the middle and the bra dropped to the ground.

Julie remained silent, well what else could she do, screaming would be a waste
of time as we lived in an isolated house five miles out of town.

I am sure she didn't want it to happen but her nipples became erect, and Steve
could not resist pinching them one after the other, which caused a squeal of
pain from Julie.

Then he cut her panties off, her slit revealed to us both.

Steve could not stop himself from running the loops of the scissors along her
gash. As she squirmed at his touch he let the loops enter her cunt and began
turning them around so that they pushed against the sides of her lips.

She gritted her teeth, he was hurting her and I was glad.

"Lets give her some more pain," I suggested to Steve.

He was only too glad to help.

"I have always wanted to put clothes pegs on a birds tits, so lets do that,"
suggested Steve.

I returned from the kitchen with a bag of pegs and we set about clipping them
to her tits. We saved the nipples to last and together clamped a peg on a
nipple each.

This time she did scream.

We stood back to admire our handy work, and watch the grimacing of Julie's
face.

"Okay guys you have had your fun, I'm sorry for nagging. This is hurting me
please untie me and maybe we can work out our problems."

Surprisingly it was Steve who answered her, "Julie apart from being a nag you
are also a cock teaser. You may not mean to be but many nights after being out
with you two I have ended at home with a wank, and it's your fault, so I want
revenge too."

I was shocked by Steve's comments, I never knew he felt this strongly about
her.

"Let's put clothes pegs all over her cunt know," I suggested to Steve.

"No I have a better idea. Do you have some string and sellotape," asked Steve.

I said I had and went to fetch it.

Steve tied lengths of string to four clothes pegs and to make sure it didn't
slip off he wound sellotape around the knots.

He knelt between Julie's legs and clipped a peg to the top and bottom of her
flaps on both sides.

Next he fed the string through the hooks, this pulled Julie's cunt flaps right
back and when he was finished her flaps were secured wide open and we could see
the glistening insides of her pussy.

Steve then disappeared into the kitchen shortly returning with a carrier bag.

Firstly he took a banana out of the bag and shoved it in front of Julie's face.

"Have you ever been fucked by a banana," he asked her.

"Please don't," she pleaded tears forming in her eyes.

For a split second I felt sorry for her.

Steve began inserting the banana into her cunt until all that stuck out was the
stem.

"Hmm," he said, "she took that easy enough."

Putting the banana back into the bag he produced a cucumber. This was long, at
least twelve inches in length and at least three inches in diameter.

He placed it at the entrance to her cunt and began slowly pushing it inside
her.

Once it had passed the half way stage Julie began to cry loudly and begging him
to stop.

He had no intention of stopping and the cucumber continued its journey. When
Steve had finished there was only an inch protruding and I could see Julie was
in a great deal of pain.

We both sat down and stared in shear amazement that a woman could take so much.

While we were considering what to do next I dashed to the garage, I remembered
that I had an old riding crop there.

When I returned Steve had been at it again and now she had the banana stuck up
her arse, but he had removed the cucumber and was eating it.

I stood in front of Julie.

"Right Juls," I said, "repeat after me, I am a slut and I want to be fucked."

"Get stuffed," was her only reply.

This annoyed me and I brought the whip down hard on her exposed slit. She
yelled with pain, so I did it again to make sure she got the message.

"Now say it," I demanded.

"No, No, No," she screamed.

One by one I pulled the pegs off her tits, each time telling her to say it, and
above her screaming she kept telling me to fuck off.

She was left with just a peg on each nipple.

"If I pull these off it's going to hurt real bad, so if you want to save the
pain then say, I am a bad person who wants to be fucked by every and any man
you can find to do it."

"Piss off," she replied.

I pulled the first one off and asked her again, she screamed and shook her head
at the same time.

I pulled the other one off, and she screamed again.

"Do you want more pain or are you going to say what I want," I asked her one
more time.

She didn't reply.

I raised the riding crop above my head and swung it down striking her nipples
with a heavy blow.

"I'll stop when you say it," I said.

I hit her nipples again and again, but still she wouldn't give in.

"Let me have a go," said Steve.

Steve began hitting her with the crop, first one nipple then the next and then
her exposed cunt. He continued, her screaming having no effect on him.

Her tits were becoming very red, she was squirming and trying to twist away to
avoid the crop.

"Stop, stop, I'll say it, but please stop," she yelled.

"Okay say it," we said in unison.

"I am a bad person, who deserves to be fucked by many men," she said.

"That's close enough," I replied. "You fancy a drink Steve."

He agreed and we got ready to leave to go to the pub.

"What about me, release me now," Julie said.

"Maybe, when we come back," Steve said.

We drove to the pub. It was a typical country pub. Being midweek the only
people in there were four old timers who were sitting playing crib.

We sat at the bar, just talking. One of the old guys came to the bar to get a
round of drinks. I knew him as Charlie.

"Hi Charlie, how's it going," I asked.

"Just fine young man," he replied.

"Don't your ladies mind you spending so much time in the pub," I enquired.

"We ain't got no ladies to worry about," he replied. "Actually we ain't been
kissed for many a long year, that's for sure," Charlie said with a laugh in his
voice.

As Charlie walked away Steve and I looked at each other, we both had a knowing
smile adorning our faces.

I went over to Charlie and whispered in his ear, "how do you and your mates
fancy some fooling with a woman."

Charlie looked at me as if I was mad.

"Who is this woman you have in mind," Charlie asked.

"Oh just the wife," I said. "She's tied up at home as a punishment and maybe
there should be a little more punishment before I let her go," I said.

"Your joking me right, trying to wind me up," he asked.

"No I'm serious, but if you ain't interested then forget it, you'll never have
a chance like this again," I told him.

"Okay I'll just have a word with my mates."

Charlie approached us at the bar and said that they were game for a laugh. I
told him to follow us. We drove away with a carload of old fellers in tow.

When I say old fellers I suppose they were all around their mid fifties, and I
couldn't wait to see Julie's face when they all marched in.

They all joined us in the lounge, I could see by their faces that they were all
shocked seeing Julie tied up with her cunt still stretched open and a banana up
her arse. But they were not as shocked as Julie was.

"Get them out of here," she screamed.

Well I had had enough of her noise so I picked up her panties and stuffed them
in her mouth.

"That's better," I said. "So guys help yourself, do anything you want, special
treat for you. You can touch, you can punish and if you want to you can even
fuck her. The choice is yours."

Charlie who wasn't slow in coming forward slowly approached Julie and started
to play with her tits, running her nipples through his fingers.

The other guys got courage from his actions and also went up to Julie. One of
them began moving the banana in and out of her arse. Another one sat down in
front of her and began fingering and licking her gaping cunt.

"Can I remove these pegs so I can fuck her," said Charlie.

"Whatever you like, but all of you get your trousers off and show her what you
got. You as well Steve," I said.

We all removed our trousers and underpants, there were loads of very stiff
cocks all waiting to have their turn with Julie.

One after the other the old guys fucked her. Steve who always wanted to be
different gave it to her up the arse while I did the front.

When we had all filled her holes with our cum, I removed the gag.

With tears in her eyes Julie conceded that she was a nag and begged to be
released.

I instructed all the men to sit down with their cocks dangling free.

I whispered in Julie's ear, and she nodded in agreement.

I released her.

She fell to her knees and began doing as I had told her and one by one she gave
all present a blowjob. Each time she swallowed the cum.

When she was finished I allowed her to go to the bathroom to freshen up.

I told the old guys the show was over. They all got dressed and began to leave.

"Young man, that is the best time I have had for years, any chance we could do
it again sometime," asked Charlie.

"Probably not, I don't think my little slut will hang around much after this,"
I replied.

Everyone left, including Julie who I have never seen again to this day.

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