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The vacation continues and the landlord makes another offer to her husband, it seems so nice and profitable that there is no way a husband can refuse him, he’ll have to rent his wife to more than two men, but what’s the big deal?

One week left till the end of the vacation. It was rainy and that’s why we did go to the beach. We were making the tours of the city. I listened to my wife and gave the irrelevant answers.

I could think only about the fucking incident. It made me feel excited. It was so hot to shoot how Alex was ramming my wife, who didn’t suspect of anything. But I came to the conclusion that I wanted my wife knew she was fucked by the stranger. I could hardly keep myself from showing her the type where she cum under Alex.

The only containing thing was the fact that she wouldn’t forgive me that.

The next evening Alex visited us to check out if everything was ok. I felt nervous. But he was impeccably polite. And I didn’t notice any undressing look of his toward my wife. In short, the civil landlord was checking the apartment. Having looked everything he asked me for a second to talk.

He offered me to drink some beer. I didn’t have any reasons to refuse him. We ordered two beers and sat at the table.

- You know man, - he started without any hesitation – I need it again… you know…

- Ok, you can come tomorrow. I’ll arrange everything… - I interrupted him…

- There is one man. He wanted to know your Suzy “better”. For couple of days.

- Well, I don’t know. – I said in some sort of shock. – Can you answer for him?

- Man, what are you talking about?!!! Sure, I can. He is an imposing man, sea captain. His ship is lying up. He’ll pay you – Alex was persuading me.

- Ok.. Ok!! – I agreed. – Let him come.

- You don’t get, man! – Alex shook his head. – He wanted her for couple of day on his territory.

- No way! Suzy won’t go any where by herself. And how do you think I’m to explain it to her?

- No need to explain! Tell me the time she will be alone and we’ll do everything! Just as if we are the fuckers! Ok? We’ll give her back in safety! Moreover she’ll earn some money!

- But what if she goes to the police?

- Don’t worry! She won’t! Come on! Man, come on!

I licked my dry lips.

- The discs are mine! – I breathed out. – I want to see everything!

Alex tapped me on the shoulder and guzzled down his beer.

- You don’t mind we tie her up or slap a bit, do you? You know, it should be realistically.

- Ok, just don’t hurt her too much! – Alex nodded his agreement.

- Well, where should we wait for her?

- She always carries the trash out at about 10 p.m. – I remembered.

On consulting his watch, Alex found he had run things rather fine.

- Ok, man! Tonight! – Said Alex and went out of the bar.

I was so excited waiting for the appointed time. At about 10 p.m. Suzy wanted to tell me something suddenly. And I had to pretend falling asleep.

She went out at about 11 p.m. I immediately ran to the window. But I could hardly see anything. I only heard my wife’s sobbing, constrained mumbling. Then the sound of door slamming. And the dark car rushed out.

About 1 a.m. Suzy called me and said she was with her friend – Kate. Her voice was pretty sad and toneless.

My wife came home just in 2 days. She was wearing mini skirt with the pockets on the butt and the top with thing shoulder straps; high-heeled sandals with leather strings from the ankles to the knees. And the most important – she was without any underwear!!! As she told she walked along the city in it. She looked awesome in the whore clothes!!! But her face, her eyes reflected tiredness and indifference to everything.

I asked Suzy how her friend was. But she only shrugged his shoulders and murmured: “Ok. Everything’s ok.” After that she took out some creased money, put them on the bed box and went to wash herself.

She spent in the bathroom about 2 hours. I don’t know what she was thinking there about but she changed her clothes and was smiling.

- What we are going to do? – I asked rhetorically.

- Don’t ask me of anything, please… - she said in hast.

I told her that I loved her so much that I was not to ask her if she didn’t want it. I set fondling her, and then my hand slipped under her gown.

- Oh, are you already with a napkin? – I noticed.

- Yes, you know, monthlies have come earlier… - she whispered guiltily…

Then she looked at me sacredly, unzipped my jeans, took out my dick, knelt between my legs and started giving me a head.

Having finished, she gave me $500.

- Here, take it. Just don’t ask me please… don’t ask… - she kept saying. – And I need to sleep.
In an hour Alex knock to the door. He brought me the laptop with discs and ran away.

I set in the kitchen, locked the door, put on the cans and loaded the first disc. Two tattoo men were tearing the gown from my screeching Suzy in some kind of a garage. They tore off her panties and gave her some slaps in the face. Suzy was naked in their hands. She calmed him down trying to hide her breasts and pussy from the camera. She was put on the small table. Her hands were put on the handcuffs and lifted to the wall. She was lying on the small table, with her hands up. She tucked up her legs and stared at her fuckers intimidated.

Here there was the voice off screen. The voice was powerful and old.

- So! You are my whore now! My whore is to serve my men! But you are pretty obstinate! I have to punish you!

And there appeared a strong man with a leather belt. My wife was in the posture to be beaten easily. Without a word the man started strapping my wife’s ass holding her legs up. The garage filled with screaming again. The wife’s mouth was immediately stopped. And her screaming turned to the mumbling and sobbing. After my wife was slapped, the off screen voice asked her again:

- Is it enough or not?

Suzy eagerly nodded with her face all in tears.

- Well, let’s check it out. – said the man. – Move your legs apart! – he ordered.

My wife slowly obeyed.

- Well done! – the man approved. – You’re my whore!

Suzy could only stare at her torturers. But when her torturer stepped toward her, she eagerly nodded.

- You must satisfy my guys! You’re here only for that!!!

There were three tattoo guys. The first one pulled his jeans down and placed himself on Suzy. That fat sweaty man was fucking my wife and she could only sob to the rhythm of his pushes. He came in 5 minutes inside my wife and made room for another one. Then some other guy unlocked the handcuffs and gave my wife the towel to clean her “work place”. The wife wiped herself quietly and obediently lay on the table again.

The second guy was all in anchor and mermaid tattoos. He took the gag out of my wife’s mouth and placed his a bit cured cock in it. Having rammed her mouth for couple of minutes he changed for her twat. He didn’t like something and he made my wife make upward movements. Suzy obeyed and he cum jerking the nipples of my wife.

Then the third bald muscular guy appeared on the screen. The eyes of my darling were getting dim. Here I thought my wife started pleasuring from the process. She always liked such machos like that last one.

He immediately entered my wife and set to fucking her. Suzy was resisting at first just to observe the proprieties but when she was ordered to hug and fondle the fucker, she eagerly obeyed. Her thighs were moving non-stop. Who was getting the pleasure? I wondered! The victim or the fucker! Judging by the moans my wife converted to cum one minute earlier than her fucker.

The first dick ended. I was excited and wet. And in a second I already turned on the second one.
On the screen my wife was asked questions. She was connected to the lie detector (the captain was a kind of inventive soul, I should say!). There was a lot of nonsense that I knew myself, but there were and some interesting moments.

It appeared I was the 5th lover of my wife, but not the 2nd as she’d tolled me. She was living with the 2nd one two years at the civil marriage from the age of 19. He drank a lot and then beat her hardly. He liked anal sex and made her finger herself in front of him. Moreover, she didn’t leave him, but he did!

I knew that my wife masturbated often. She also liked to watch porn and the magazines with the naked muscular guys. She liked piercing.

I thought my wife was the shyest wife! And she went to the bathroom to fuck herself after I fell asleep!

Having taken off the cabs I directed to the bathroom. Here!!! I found!!! There was lying the black packet with a set of dildos under the bath.

Here I hurried to the kitchen again. Suzy was sleeping. She started from time to time and repeated sorrowfully: “Don’t do this! Please! Don’t do… I’ll do it myself…”

The next disc was dedicated to Suzy’s masturbation (perhaps the captain drew some conclusions from the revelation of my wife).

Sun was lighting up the small room. Suzy was lying naked on the small mattress thrown to the floor. She was forced to satisfy herself after the ordinary raping. Because there were the sperm trace on her pubis and face. Her pubis was clean shaven! Suzy moved her legs widely apart and plunged the dildo inside her twat.

She leaned against the wall and set wanking off. She was moving the toy with one hand and the other one was fondling the lips and clit. Her eyes rolled up. It seemed she was along in the room. Her breasts were moving rhythmically. She was groaning. Here her body convulsed. The wife pushed the dildo as deep as she could and get rubbing the pubis upon the hand like mad. Her face turned red. Suzy was arching to the rhythm of her cramps. Her moans turned to howl.

To say I was shock was to say nothing! What a fucking metamorphoses happened with my Suzy! She was so shy and here she turned into something primitive, brute, animal creature! Finally she jerked off for the last time and came down.

The end! I stared at the black screen vacantly.

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