How my wife became a slut

July 16th, 2007

That lusty bitch ruined our family life… She did inexpressible things and told me everything! Fucking whore! I still love her…

It’s been a month since the intrusion on our family life when I and my wife were fucked in every way possible, she might have enjoyed it, I sure didn’t. We didn’t even talk, we just exchanged some short phrases because we still lived together. She thought that I was the one to betray her, as for me, it’s quite the opposite I think she is the one who betrayed me when she agreed to fuck (not with one) with two men, without resisting a bit. I expected she would resist and they would have to take her by force, but what surprised me was that she didn’t show even slight resistance and it seemed she was enjoying it, as for me, I felt humiliated looking at my wife being fucked, after that I was fucked myself, robbed and it all happened by our own will. As it is said, we tired our best, you know the rest. We both worked, so we tried to stay at work as late as possible, came home late and saw each other only at dinner. That was all for our communication, slowly, day by day, the thing that happened to us began to gradually leave my mind, I even started thinking about repairing relations with my wife and brining them back to normal. I started complimenting her, behaved like a man, soon our relations went back to the times when it all got started, I was making love to her, we were flirting with each other. The ice of alienation started to melt slowly.
It was to early for me to be happy for this. Once, in the evening I hear the phone ring, my wife answered it and spoke for a short time, I didn’t hear what she was saying, after that she poured herself a glass of wine and drank it quickly. She refused to answer my questions, I didn’t insist and left her alone. In two days she came back home late, drunk badly. When I tried to ask her where she had been, she started crying then she rushed into the bathroom and locked herself there, I could hear she opened the water. She went out of the bathroom in a couple of hours, she seemed rather calm and asked me not to question her on the grounds that she was tired and wanted to go to bed. I couldn’t even imagine that what she did was a reoccurrence of what had happened to us and what led to our quarrel. It happened again in a few days.
The next week was ok, on the eight day (it was Sunday) she said she needed to go visit her woman friend who lived on the outskirts of the city, she said she would be back home late at night and set on her way. I stayed at home and got to work, I didn’t even notice that the day passed quickly and it was evening already. Helen didn’t show up, she didn’t even call. I called her friend and she said that Helen visited her in the morning, she borrowed some clothes from her, then they had tea and Helen left. It was late, I started worrying.
My wife didn’t show up until after midnight and when she finally came home, she was drunk and messy, wearing only a light dress borrowed from her friend. It seemed that she was just ignoring me, I could see that she wasn’t wearing either bra or panties under her dress. When I asked her what it all meant, she gave me a smile and said that we were not going to talk until after we had something to drink.
We had some wine, after that my wife got me into bed, undid my pants and started sucking my dick. For some time I was lost, when I came to, my wife wasn’t near, she was in the bathroom, I could hear she was taking a shower. That night we didn’t talk. The next day, when she came back from work she finally told me what it all meant.

Helen’s story

Life was getting back to normal. I felt offended of course, as my husband did such a thing to me, but on the other hand I was ashamed of my lust, and I felt it was my fault also. Frankly speaking, it hurt first when those guys started fucking me, especially the second one – Andrew, but soon the pain went away and I felt I didn’t care what they were doing to me, I didn’t care who was fucking me, whether it was my husband or not. But when Andrew was almost cumming I felt something…. I felt as if I received an electric shock, as if I was thrown into fire and then taken out and thrown again into an icy lake. I even passed out for sometime. I knew it was something more than an erotic pleasure I used to get when I was having sex with my husband. It wasn’t the pleasure I got with my husband during a foreplay and long caresses, we used different dildos but still the feeling was different. I can find no words to describe it.
I was ready to forget what had happened, even the ORGASM I had with another man. But the phone call reminded me of everything. Andrew called, he greeted me politely and asked how I felt, then he asked how my husband was doing. I answered him mechanically not knowing why I was talking to him. Then he said in a soft voice that I will have a letter in my mailbox the next day, he wanted me to read it, then he hung up. In the morning, feeling something bad was going to happen so I left home an hour earlier than usual. I told my husband that I had much work, in the mailbox I found an envelope with some colored photos of me. I was there having sex in different positions. On one of the photo I was sucking a dick of two men, their faces are eyes were covered in black stripes. Then the other photo featuring me being fucked, on one more my face during intense orgasm.
When I looked at the photos, I didn’t get excited even a bit, though according to all erotic stories I was supposed to get hot. I was really shuddered at the thought the the photos can be seen by someone else, I read the comments to each photo and a promise that someday they can be made public. My whole day was nerve-racking. I seemed to me that everyone at work is aware of my sexual leisure. When I came back home from work in the evening, I automatically checked the mail box and found a new envelope there, there were no photos in it but a small note which read “tomorrow at the station, at 6 o’clock, Don’t be late”.
At half past five I was at the appointed place. At six o’clock sharp I was approached by a girl with short hair, about 23-25 years old who said: ‘Hi, my name is Jessica, I will be waiting for you in a car, the plate number is 339 356. After that she left. I had to follow her, I couldn’t even ask her anything as she was walking really fast.
When I got in the car I wanted to ask her about the purpose of our meeting, but no sooner had I opened my mouth than she said: ‘Don’t worry about a thing, don’t ask a thing, you will know everything soon, we are going to one place now, where all your questions will be answered, nothing is going to happen to you’. Well, we’ll see, I thought to myself. Our car trip didn’t take long, about ten minutes, we stopped near an ordinary apartment building, got out of the car and rose to the tenth floor, the girl accompanying me pressed the bell on the door. The door opened quickly and I saw a broad-shouldered man of about 40, he was wearing a suit and a tie.
- Hello, he said, My name is Steven, come in.
Before I could breathe a word, I was literally pushed into the apartment. I was led to the hall and sat on the leather sofa. One wall in the room was covered in red fabric, across from it there was some video-photo equipment.
- What would you like to drink, the man asked, without waiting for my answer, he continued, champagne, tea, coffee, juice?
- Juice, if you please, I answered, – trying to guess what the purpose of my visit was.
- Judy, bring us some juice please, – he addressed the girl.
- What does it all mean? – I asked when Judy brought me the juice.
- That means that I don’t know where to begin, but I think, when you watch this, you will see for yourself, he answered elusively and turned on the TV.

On the screen I saw my husband, Kevin and Steven talking about a woman who must be scared and fucked, Kevin was supposed to pay 3 thousand dollars for this. I didn’t get it first, but slowly I started to catch on, they were talking about me!
- You see, honey, we were paid for you, and we were paid well! Steven said seeing me blush.
Next, I saw myself on the screen, and I heard myself say: “I am a bitch, I am a slut, I like it when I am fucked in all the holes. I like it when I am fucked by several men, I am ready to give all myself to any man and to all of his friends.”
- So, no more illusions, said Steven, we can show this on cable TV instead of a commercial in your neighborhood.
- What do you want from me? Fuck me? My money? What?! I am married by the way! – I shouted hysterically.
- Calm down, silly, we are no gangsters and blackmailers, we just give you the chance to make good money. We sometimes make parties in a private club. The people who go there are very reputable. They talk, drink coffee, expensive cognac, whisky but there is one thing they lack – lady’s attention. Yes, I mean attention, I don’t mean rude, animal fucking. Sometimes they come to the club with their wives, sometimes with their lovers, but what is important is that they pay well for it. I believe that your sexual temperament will help you earn much. First off, I can offer you $500 for one session, this is not much, but if you show yourself well, you will be paid much more. As for your husband, I don’t think he will object, but to keep your face from the bruises I’d suggest that you first shouldn’t tell him about your new job.
His speech left me petrified, I didn’t know what to think. I am not a hooker, I am not a prostitute, but, I recalled the video, I had no choice. ‘I agree, I said.
- This is great, said Steven, I knew we would have a deal. But there is one condition I want you to fulfill, I want you to remember the words we heard you say on the screen, this video will be seen by all the club guests. You are to serve them accordingly. And now, I suggest celebrating our deal, Judy, get us some champagne.
The brunette girl brought a bottle of champagne, I could feel my mouth was dry with anxiety, I had a glass, then another one and felt I wanted to pee. Judy showed me the way to the toilet and when I came back, Steven asked me to take off my clothes and pose in front of the camera.
He took photos of me in most complicated and perverted positions, I was embarrassed, but the alcohol and the thought of my previous videos made me feel it wasn’t so bad.
After that he offered me some whisky which knocked me out completely, my visit turned into rude fucking, he was fucking me for a long time, first my pussy (which started leaking like snow under the sun in April), then he turned me over on my belly and fucked me from behind. He didn’t even spend a minute on foreplay with my ass, he just rushed his dick fully into my anus and started moving it inside roaring like a tiger. It seemed as if he tore me into two halves, it was so painful and unpleasant, fortunately he came quickly. While he was fucking me, Judy was fondling my breasts and kissing my nipples. After Steven came, Judy took his place, she fondled my clit for a short time then put on an artificial dick and started fucking my pussy and then my ass. Fortunately, the phallus size wasn’t too big, it was moving in my pussy and in my ass without giving me much trouble. She was fucking me for about half an hour. After getting bored with it, she made me lick off my love juices from the phallus and let me go home telling me that I would be informed of our next meeting.
In five days Steven called me when I was at work and said: “Come today at 7, you know the address”. I didn’t even have time to answer as he hung up. I had nothing to do but to agree. When I got to the apartment that was familiar to me, I found Steven accompanied by two men there, they looked familiar to me. When one of them started talking I recognized it was Andrew, the other one was Mike. There was not a sign of hope.
I was invited to a big room. They poured me a big glass of whisky and made me drink it.
- Hi, slut, do you recognize the people who fucked you in all your holes? – Mike asked, giggling.
- It’s going to happen again now, last time Viktor couldn’t make it, but today, he’s gonna help us.
- Come on, get in the position, Andrew ordered, pushing me to the sofa.
He made me undress, I lay on the sofa with my belly, Andrew came closer, grabbed my arms and put his dick in my mouth, he was holding me tight, though I wasn’t going to resist him. Lying on my belly with my ass up and my head down I couldn’t see what was happening behind my back. After what happened to me in the last few day, nothing could surprise me. It seemed to me that I was half sleeping, and half conscious, what was happening to me seemed no more than just a nightmare, it was too far from reality. It seemed rather unreal to me that it took me just a few weeks to turn into a real slut, into a bitch that can be shagged by anyone; and there is nothing I can do to stand up for myself, there is no one I can ask for help. My husband betrayed me, those bastards have home-videos and indecent photos of me, I was a real fool to let them shoot me. But what could I do?
Mike rudely spread my legs, ran his finger along my pussy and said triumphantly, ‘Hey, she is leaking like a bitch, she likes fucked by us, and Victor told us it took time to make her leak’.
To my shame I was really leaking. It was happening against my will. My mind was telling me that it was all so horrible whereas my instincts were demanding the opposite. I read somewhere that all women are easy to fuck, the same for me. If I am forced gently, without any violence, in spite of my animal lust I will say “No, I don’t want it” and try to break free. If I am taken by force, then my mind would be turned off and my will would surrender, my sexual desire would take full control of me.
- Suck it, you slut, – Andrew pushed his dick in my mouth, it made me choke and I tried to spit it out. – Hey, Mike, slap this bitch so that she sucks well, with these words, he again pushed his dick in my mouth.
- Just a second man, and I could feel my ass burn with fire, than again and again, I tried to shout but Andrew pushed his dick in my mouth and said, “Relax and suck it, bitch, and don’t you dare to bite it or I’m gonna beat the teeth out of your mouth!”
Mike took out the belt from his pants and slapped me five times, it made him excited and he started pushing his dick into my vagina. It wasn’t hard as my pussy was all wet by that time. When he pushed his dick wholly in, I screamed, or may be let out a sob as Andrew’s dick began to grow in size in my mouth, it was fully in my mouth and Andrew was trying to push it deeper into my throat.
Mike was moving steadily in my pussy and a wave of lusty passion started covering me. With every push I could feel a new wave of warmth spreading over my body. The subconscious memory reminded me of the time when these two men were fucking me some weeks ago. They were right, I am a slut, a bitch. I like it when I am fucked by two men, though my shame didn’t let me come undone completely, nevertheless alcohol was doing its job and my shame was gradually letting off. I didn’t even notice that I started sucking Andrew’s dick with pleasure, I started making upward movements as if helping Mike to penetrate me as deep as possible. His dick, if I remember right was 6 inches long and five centimeters in diameter.
It was just like the first time, first it hurt but then the pain transformed into a pleasant feeling, I was being fucked by two men, and I didn’t have to do anything, I just relaxed and nothing was real anymore. I felt as if I was flying in heavens. I could feel nothing, for me the only thing the existed was the two men’s bodies which were giving off the aroma of their sweat, my perfume and the juices from my pussy. The world stopped, there were only tow men fucking me, the feeling of reality was escaping me.
Mike reached culmination and started roaring like a beast pushing his dick up to his balls into my vagina, he started cumming inside my pussy. The sperm was hot and there was much of it. His dick moving inside made my vagina muscles contract simultaneously with his dick pulsating and the orgasm covered me.
By that time, Andrew’s dick became as hard as stone and he impaled me on it deeper and deeper, soon after Mike Andrew started cumming, first I tried to spit out his sperm which seemed bitter to taste, as I never swallowed even my husband’s sperm. But Andrew roared, “Swallow it! You bitch!, and slapped me on the face. I started swallowing it and after there was nothing more to swallow I started licking it off his dick which was 10 inches long, and 2 inches in diameter!
When they were done, Victor showed up, he said, “Hey, men, go have a rest, get some beer and I will find a way to entertain myself”. Andrew and Mike left and Victor ordered me to suck his dick, I started sucking it, it was of an ordinary size, it reminded me of my husband’s penis, that’s why I was sucking it without any fear for my pussy and ass.
It didn’t take long for him to get excited, he felt his masculine strength , put me in a doggy style position and penetrated me as deep as possible. Working a bit with my pussy, he took it out and pressed his dickhead to my anus and started slowly and insistently penetrating it. His dick was of an average size, nevertheless it did hurt and I screamed. When he heard my scream, he grabbed me by my thighs and thrust his dick in forcefully. I screamed with pain.
‘Shut up, bitch, or I will shut you up,’ he roared, fucking me. He was fucking me for a long time, my asshole got used to his dick and I started to feel the coming orgasm. My body was responding, I tried to impale myself deeper on his dick, I wanted him to continue. Then he started cumming in my ass, I could feel his dick pulsating inside, after he came, he made me lick off the sperm off his dick. It was disgusting for me to lick his dick after it was in my ass! But I did it.
After that I was allowed to have some rest, I was made to eat an apple and, drink whisky with chocolate. After more whisky I felt I was completely drunk. I don’t clearly remember what happened afterwards. As far as I remember I was taking turns in sucking their dicks, then they were fucking me again and again, I can’t tell now how many times I came that day. What I do know is that I felt so good!
I don’t remember how the orgy ended, I was allowed to take some rest, I slept for a about an hour and a half. I was woken by Victor who was shaking my shoulder, “Get up, you bitch, it’s time to go home, there you will sleep- with your husband!” I could hardly get up, all my pussy, my ass, all my body hurt, Victor called a cab and I went home.
In a week Victor called me again and told me that he wanted to see me again the next day, he told me to arrive at the apartment at 12 in the afternoon, he asked me to wear a light summer dress, I went to my friend and borrowed a dress from her. I was a bit late and it made Victor very angry, he told me that we were late and made me put on the lingerie and the stockings which he gave me. After that he pushed me into the car and drove fast along the roads which were empty on Sunday. We were driving for almost an hour when Victor turned into a narrow road leading to a luxury mansion. When we drove by, Victor sounded his car horn and the gates were opened and we drove in. The place was really awesome, beautiful pines, green grass near the house. I must say that the house was enclosed with a two meter brick fence which made it look like a fortress. The fence surrounded the house, there was no other way to get in if not through the gates.
We entered the house, I immediately noticed the luxury that left me breathless, the whole interior design was selected carefully and with taste, luxury went side by side with the village ordinary elements. I could see that the house interior was done by a professional designer.
I was invited into the hall, there, near a fireplace I saw a middle-aged man sitting in the armchair, smoking a pipe.
- Mr. Jason, this is Helen, the one I was telling you about, Victor said, then he pinched me by my ass and added, don’t be as dumb as a fish, say something, don’t make him angry, it won’t do you any good.
- Good afternoon, I murmered.
The grey man gave me an evaluating look and addressed Victor, ‘Is that what I ordered?’
- Sure, just like you ordered, Victor nodded.
- Does she know, what she’ll have to do? – the grey man asked again.
- I will get the message to her, if you would allow me, let me talk to her in another room.
When we went out of the room, Victor grabbed me by the hair and started explaining to me the purpose of my visit. “First, bitch, remember, that today he is your master, you will do what he tells you to do. He is having a small party today, he’s got some guests over from New-York, he ordered you to service them. First you are going to work as a waitress waiting on their tables, if they want wine – fetch it, keep the fire burning in the fireplace, if they want it, you will suck their dicks, let them fuck your pussy, your asshole, whatever they want. And don’t you dare to do something wrong! I’m gonna kill you!’ After that he added gently, ‘Don’t worry, no one is going to hurt you here, they are decent people, take off your summer dress, there should be no other clothes on but your panties and the bra.
What happened to me later can be put in two words. The grey man had two guests over. I do not include the security as they looked more like statues speechlessly looking at their masters having a rest. I helped them when they were washing themselves in a sauna, I was massaging their backs, helped them get dressed. Then I was a waitress for them waiting on their tables during dinner. After dinner I sucked their dicks, strangely enough they were shy of each other, so I had to go to a separate room with each of them turn by turn.
When the guests left, Mr. Jason told me that he was happy with my work, and if I behaved well, he could provided me with regular income. He said that he was tired and wanted to go to bed, but before that he said he wanted to see me cumming, he said, he had seen women cumming on video and wanted to see it live.
I was tired also, but his words sounded harsh and I understood the night wasn’t still over for me. He called in the two security men and ordered them to fuck me in his presence. They grinned, took off their clothes and immediately started pushing their dicks in my mouth. I can’t say they were dirty, but for sure they needed washing, so I felt disgusted. The grey man ordered me to lick their dicks as if it was ice cream.
Mr. Jason himself took the camera in his hands and started jerking his drooped dick, with a camera in his other hand he was shooting us. The guys were young so it didn’t take long to make their dicks hard, they were in an operational readiness in just a minute, their foreskin was exposed and I could see two dickheads glittering with precum. They had average size penises, just like Mike’s one, I remembered my husband’s dick, it seemed so small for me now, I am such a slut!
They were fucking me in all my holes, unlike the guys before them, they were using condoms, I sucked Mr. Jasons’s dick. The whole orgy took about two hours. I experienced several orgasms during that time, I began to understand that I liked what was happening to me and I wanted more and more. I didn’t care who was fucking me as long as his dick was of decent size.
When Victor came to pick me up it was late already. When we were leaving, Mr. Jason said that I could be rewarded as I deserved it. To which Victor replied happily, ‘Sure, Mr. Jason, we sure will!’ In the car Victor explained to me that we were on our way to perform one more wish of Mr. Jason. We drove to some Salon, it might have been a beauty or massage salon, it was dark so I couldn’t make it out. Victor got out of the car and went there, he was gone for ten minutes, and then he went out and invited me in. We went to a room where I saw a young man who looked like an avant-garde artist, he suggested that I should take a shower in the bathroom that was in the next room. I took a shower, after that he ordered me to take off my clothes and lay on the couch covered in white sheet. I lay on it with my belly guessing who was going to fuck me now. But I was wrong.
He rubbed the spirit in my thigh and gave me an injection, after that he asked me to lay for a few minutes. I was lying on the couch waiting patiently. I was really surprised when he touched my buttock with a needle and seeing no reaction, I could hear a buzzing sound and feel of slight tingling. It didn’t feel good, I felt no pain as I was probably injected with some painkiller. The procedure took a bit more than half an hour, he warned me that it was going to hurt when the anesthesia will wear off, but he said, it was bearable.
We drove back to the apartment (the one from where my story started). When we stepped in, he offered me to drink something in the kitchen, he went back to the room to make a call to someone. In the kitchen fridge I found a bottle of whisky and a cucumber, I poured myself half a glass and drank it. Waiting for whiskey to relax me, I went to the hall where the mirror was, to look what they did to my ass.

What I saw in the mirror left me petrified. On my left buttock there was a tattoo, the meaning of which was hard to understand, a letter “S” was tattooed on my buttock and a flower near it. The size of it was about two inches, so it could be easily concealed by panties. I looked at it once again and understood what Mr. Jason means, “S” – slut and that was my mark!
Victor made a phone call and came up to me, he told me that I shouldn’t get upset over such a trifle as tattoo. It was done in a civilized way, he said that if I did something wrong a more horrible tattoo would be on my body now, and it would have been done by burning iron. He said that my new live had begin and from now on I was to perform every wish of my clients as well as the wishes of Andrew and Mike.
I was to go through a medical checkup before seeing my clients. He also said that the parties like today’s one are a rare occurrence so I could lead a normal family life when I am not working. After an informative lecture about my future life, he gave me one thousand dollars and told me to go home. He said he would call me when I was needed. We had a toast to my new life and he let me go home.
In a state of shock I went out to the street, the anesthesia effects were wearing off and my ass was aching, fortunately the alcohol was doing a good job, I felt dizzy, I wanted a man again, I wanted a dick in my mouth, the bigger, the better. I wanted my pussy and my ass to be fucked, and then I wanted to lick all the sperm off the coming dick.
Burned with desire, I got into the cab. The driver, who was a middle aged man looked at me suspiciously, I told him, ‘I got no money to pay, you can fuck me if you are not impotent’. He drove me to some dark street and fucked me there. His body smelled with onion, cheap cigarettes and sweat. That moment I didn’t care, I just wanted his dick to be bigger, but it was nothing unusual, it was only half erected when he was fucking me. We had a quickie and then he drove me home, while driving he was trying to get my phone number, I just dictated some random numbers that came to my mind, he wrote them down and assured me to call soon. Let him call, fucking bustard.

When Helen finished her story, she had some more whiskey getting totally drunk asked me for a cigarette. ‘So, how are we going to live with that, my lovely husband?” – she asked. I must say that her story made me awfully hot, moreover I had much whiskey while listening to her. To convince me that she wasn’t lying she took off her skirt and panties and showed me the tattoo on her buttock. Overtaken by desire I grabbed her by the hair and shouted, ‘You dirty slut, now I got your number and from now on you are going to be the doormat for me! I am going to fuck you whenever I want it!’
She broke away from me and tried to hide herself in the bathroom, I caught her and hit her face with my palm, then I pushed her on the floor and started fucking her, I couldn’t last long and came soon, I noticed that her pussy was too wide for me. She crawled out from me and shouted in contempt, ‘You are too small for me, Kevin. I need a real dick, not like yours. If you want sex again, I can give you a blowjob’.
Half a year passed since then, Helen sometimes misses for one night, sometimes for the day or for a few days. She warns me beforehand about this. When I need to get it off, she gives me a blowjob or I fuck her pussy or her asshole.
Yesterday she brought a home porn video. In one of the group scenes I recognized my spouse. She was happy about the payment she received for the video. She was offered to take part in more videos like that one. ‘If you want, you can join me, the director needs men for mob scenes’ she offered.

That’s what happened to me. I wanted to leave her, but I really love her although she is a slut. What should I do!? Is there anything I can do?

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