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He would start to kiss me, holding my head as his mouth mashed on to mine, then his hands running over my tits, toying with my nipple then he or if there where two would attack my cunt, their fingers or tongues playing over my wet slit, then I would feel them moving up to the hood, then start working on my clit, it quickly stood hard and proud and I just surrendered, then the mocking sneers as I opened my legs, waiting for them to fuck me again.

I couldn’t tell you, how could I tell you I’d been ganged fucked all afternoon, that my arse, cunt and mouth had been used by other men’s cocks, that my nipples were sore from continuously being played with and sucked.

I tried to make it up, even though I was sore I was still aroused so I tried to make love to you that night, but you weren’t bothered.

As dawn woke me I knew that if you left me alone they’d be at me again and even if I said no they would control me, hold me and abuse me with their fingers until I couldn’t refuse and I would be unable to stop them all fucking me again, so I thought I’d better get out, I know, I’ll go with my husband.

I asked you for a lift, you completely forgot, oh yes, to immersed in your work, the fact that you didn’t leave until after they got here was bad enough, the way they grinned at me when they arrived they knew I hadn’t told you.

So when I went upstairs to get my coat two of them were waiting, they grabbed me, held me, I waited for your help but you didn’t even remember me.

But I can remember. I walked in to our bedroom and they grabbed me, pushed me against the wall, a finger closed over my lips and a voice said, "Don’t speak and keep your hands by your side, your not going anywhere, they only moving your doing is under us, on your back with your knees up and your legs wide open." I struggled as I said, "No," he laughed.

The finger on my lip pushed hard in to my mouth, "Don’t struggle, there’s no point we are going to have some fun with you again today," he licked the side of my face, "All day."

I had two of them holding on to me, pinning me to the bedroom wall, then they started kissing me, and forcing their tongues in my mouth, I couldn’t help myself, I ended up letting them.

The fact that you were down stairs sorting out your brief case and they were upstairs with me; holding me, abusing me, their hands mauling my body, it was quickly arousing me and it did something to me, I just stood their mesmerized by what they were doing. They quickly undid some buttons on my blouse, he laughed in my face as he said, "Come on baby, your husband won’t mind if I have your tits out and have some fun with them, I enjoyed fucking off between them yesterday so why should today be any different?"

Again both of them were very rough, one grinning at me while holding my head and then forcing his tongue in my mouth, his other hand inside my blouse squeezing my tits really hard, rolling my now firm nipple in his fingers.

They other kneeling at my feet his hands up my skirt, as one hand pulled my panties to one side the other pushed my legs open, I heard him say, "Open your legs bitch I want your cunt, just like I had it yesterday, I want to get a finger full of your pussy," they played with me and it all had some weird sexual arousal that was exciting me.

They were attacking my body as the gang leader watched you drive away, he turned and grinned at me, me helplessly aroused, held by two of his men, I was now almost naked, and they were enjoying me, he sneered at me saying; He’s gone and your still here and I get to play with you or should I say some of that sweet tasting juicy cunt.

He walked towards me; I was almost delirious. A mouth sucking at my now exposed breasts and fingers pushing up in to my cunt, my legs parted as a mouth sucked hard at my clit.

I only just heard him saying; And so do you sweetheart, there’s nothing I like more than a woman fingering her cunt while I cream fill her mouth with my juice. Right lads strip it all off, get her how we like her, naked and available, it's fucking the horny assed housewife time again."

She swallowed hard, her voice getting angrier, "Do you know how many time I was on our bed being fucked by three men at the same time, their cocks banging in to me, making me cum over and over again, I couldn’t help it I was being forced to admit I was loving it? Do you know how painful it is to have your hair dragged back as one man fucks you from behind and have your head dragged forward as a man fucks and fills your mouth with his juice? Having to suck a cock clean after its just been stuck up your arse bringing you to another orgasm.

I swallowed so much cum that day I didn’t need lunch. They had me naked all day, there was no escape, they were following me around, fucking any of my holes in any room they decided to have me in.

Do you know how humiliating it is to have to tickle a mans cock with your tongue or lick his balls while your bouncing on another mans cock knowing that they know you’ve got to have that fucking?

My mouth was so sore but you never noticed, not that day or the next.

Oh yes, with out telling me you went on a little errand, just popping out for a few hours, you said to them and boy were they pleased.

Before the sound of our car had died down they had grabbed me, held me tight. Hands started running all over my body and soon they had decided they had to get me hot because they were going use your going out for a few hours by going in me for a few hours, did you think of me, alone in the house with four hard cocks. Me, trying to keep some dignity by asking them to stop. They had me held in our living room and I was having that sick feeling in my stomach as they grabbed me, forcing me down on to my knees.

They cheered and laughed at me as that old man made me kneel in front of his work mate. One of them knelt and held me, another pushed his hands in to my top and squeezed my breasts as they told the man to take his trousers and pants off. My head was being held, someone was pushing it at the huge cock, the older man was laughing at me as he said, "Go on look at it, doesn’t it look tasty a nice big length of meat and it wants your tongue to tickle its little hole, see it winking at you, don’t tell us you don’t want that stuck in your mouth," and them watching me.

Unable to resist the long fat cock, it was almost touching my lips, I couldn’t help licking the pre-come that dripped from the fat purple end.

Then he’d move down beside me, stick his hand up my skirt and start laughing as he pulled my wet pants down, pushing a finger in me saying, "You want us to stop, my mate already getting your tits out and the rest of us know you want them to get you on your back with these lovely long legs wide open?"

He whispered in my ear, treating me like a child, "Come on little lady, you know you want too, where’s the harm, you didn’t tell your husband the amount of times you opened your legs yesterday so we all could fuck you.

You didn’t tell him how many times you had a big fat juicy cock stuck between these pretty sweet lips of yours, swallowing hot juice as we were all fucking your mouth or the way you squealed while you were sitting on my face, grinding your hips down, gripping my head with your thighs with me sticking my tongue up licking your cunt out and we both know you won’t tell him how many times we’re gonna make you beg us to take you upstairs, get you on your big bed, spread your legs wide and fuck you today. Are you going to stop me as I put my hand round and play with your hot wet cunt, lets be serious we both know you want me too?"

As his hand slid up my leg and his finger pushed up in to me I can see it now and I’m still living with the sick sarcastic way he finished by saying, "You know your cunt feels real wet, my fingers almost all the way up, are you really sure you want us to go?"

He laughed even more as I dragged myself upstairs to the bed, they were all making filthy remarks about what they were going to do to me as they followed me up, knowing I needed more and he was right, I didn’t want them to go and I wasn’t going to stop them doing anything they wanted to me.

They stood in our bedroom, surrounding me as I was forced to strip for them, wiggle my arse, pointing my tits at them as I gyrated my hips so they could tickle me between my open legs. Then, as they jabbed their fingers in to my wet cunt, it got me horny, until the final humiliation, I had to beg these common workmen to fuck me, I was naked on my knees promising to do what ever they asked just to have relief.

Again and again they went at me, I couldn’t stop them fucking me; they didn’t even let me go to the bathroom with out company, even as I sat there having a pee one of them was fucking my mouth.

Then he would drag me out to them, they would be waiting, they were like animals, hands grabbing me again, than I would be thrown on the bed, I was their plaything, something to have fun with one by one they would take their turn at me again, the fucking of me would continue.

The trouble is I’ve now got a liking for multiple penetrations, the type that brings lots of orgasm’s, so I’m now permanently horny and we found that cinema so that has caused this problem, there, so now you know."

Well what could I do, she had admitted it all and I felt a little of the blame, and I was as hard as hell so we went to bed and for hours I fucked her brains out. After we finished she promised to stop the cinema trips so all was supposed to be well.

That was until I came home a week later.

**

I arrived home about six, unlocked the front door and called Monique’s name. Moans came from the lounge. I opened the door cursorily; there she was tied to the dinning room table, stretched the full length, her arms up above and her legs tied together.

She had half a cucumber stuffed and fastened in her mouth, the other half rammed up her cunt, and the bastards had shaved her. She was covered in sticky wet cum, love bite marks all over her thighs, tits and now bald cunt and a message scrawled on her stomach, IF SHE DON’T CUM TO US WE CUM TO HER.

I gently untied her, she sobbed in to my arms, "It was the men from the cinema, they got in and grabbed me, I fought them but there was to many.

They have been fucking me all afternoon, they tied me to the bed then played with me until it made me so horny that I would let them do anything they wanted to me and I’d do anything to them I couldn’t help it, they even watched me play myself."

She laughed inside as she heard him say, "Shit I had forgotten they had your purse and your keys, so I’ll change all the locks.

He lifted her towards the bathroom, where he could cream her sore wrists and ankles and then gently wash their filth off her; he glanced at her she seemed to be smiling at how gently he was.

Monique watched him, thinking, You pathetic thing, that’s right be gently with me, they weren’t, god I hope he doesn’t notice I’m getting wet just thinking about the fucking those four gave me.

Oh what a day.

As I put those towels away and looked at my self in the long bathroom mirror, I looked good from my little white sandals up to my red shorts and little crop top, I thought how firm my breasts looked, no bra but still that sexy jut, and my freshly washed hair bounced on my shoulders, no little did I think that when I went back downstairs that I’d walk through my lounge and then in to the kitchen. I would have thought that the smell of stale cigarettes would have alerted me to something but no.

I opened the kitchen door took two paces and froze; he was sitting on my washer, "Hello, you seemed to have missed your Friday appointment so we thought we’d visit you."

I turned to run but one have moved between me and the door; as he grabbed me and I felt his arms on me that feeling surged through my body but I had to make a fight of it.

I slapped at him, scratching his face until other hands captured mine and I was turned back to face him.

I screamed at him get out, get out, but he just smiled, "On your knees bitch, that’s where you belong."

I was kicked from behind and dropped to the floor, my arms were pulled up above my head and held tightly almost pulling my arms from their sockets.

He grinned at the other three, "Well doesn’t Monique look good enough to eat, should we take the red wrapping off it?"

I was shaking, was it with fear or excitement?

I knew if they started on me I would find it difficult to stop them, I blurted out, "Don’t please, I have money just take it and go."

He slid off they washer, "How much and where?"

I told him which draw in the desk, he disappeared only to reappear counting, he looked at me, "You think that 125 is worth more than fucking you?"

My arms were pulled tighter, I squealed at the pain in my shoulders, "Please take it and go,"

He bent down, "O K Monique we will take it and go."

He stuffed the money in his pocket, then took his jacket off, then he moved to undo his trousers, I struggled to say, "No stop, you said you were going," as he undid his fly’s his large cock flicked out, "We’re going, but in about five hours, now stop the yakking and get your mouth round this cock."

Monique looked at her husband as he washed the sticky muck from between her breasts, she played the exhausted victim as she remembered that five hours.

I remembered the taste of his huge cock, the fat end running over my tongue leaving a trail of sticky juice as it rammed in to my mouth. With my arms held up, and my face jammed full of male meat it was easy for two of them to drop ether side of me, pull up my little top and attack my nipples with their mouths.

I felt the moisture building between my legs, I gurgled around the cock now battering at the back of my throat, the owner just relieving himself in my mouth, what I wanted didn’t even enter his mind.

Suddenly a hand was on my thigh, I felt fingers rubbing around the edge of my shorts, then under making for my panties.

Then fingers on my other leg, stroking my inner thigh before pushing in to my shorts, both sets now fighting to get in to my pants.

The mouths on my tits were sucking, biting, fingers were squeezing them in to cone shaped mounds of flesh, making it easy for my nipples to be almost swallowed. The rough way my mouth was being fucked and the teeth at my tits already excited me but as two sets of fingers pushed forcibly in to my wet pussy the first feelings of my impending orgasm surged through me.

Suddenly my tongue felt the fat end of his cock swell and then he dumped a load of cream down my throat, I swallowed as much as he let me, before he pulled out. As I carried on swallowing I forced my head down and looked at the other hands and mouths enjoying me, I was going to cum.

I started to rock my hips on to the invading fingers ready to flood them with my juice but he had other ideas, "Get her upstairs."

They needn’t have dragged me upstairs but I let them, I put up a fight making them force me in to my bedroom. I felt so wet as I remember them pinning me to my bed, holding me as they stripped my clothes from me.

God I’m so wet I hope my wimp of a husband thinks it’s their left over cum.

My heart was racing as I saw one of them drop his shoulder bag on the bed and start pulling rope from it; my knees were dragged wide and fastened to ropes that had been thrown under the bed. Then one of them scooted under the bed and tied a rope to the middle of my knee rope. As I struggled and pleaded with them I heard it hit the wall under the bed head; it was pulled up and fastened to my neck then my hands were tied in front of me.

Their leader looked at me, "You gonna keep it shut or do I gag you," as I shook my head I saw one of them come in the door, he had some pots of yoghurt and a cucumber, he’d been in my fridge.

He finished undressing, the others just looked at me, he shoved through them, "Come on get your kit off we ain’t got all day." As he first grinned at them then at me he said, "But enough of it to fuck all you’ve got, you hungry?"

He tore off the top off a yoghurt, grabbed my wrists, pulled them up and started drizzling the yoghurt all over my breasts and then down my stomach. With my legs pulled wide apart he spent a long time letting the cream run over my pubic hairs, soon the cream found its way in to the slit of my cunt, it was cold and exciting.

He stuck his tongue out and licked the lid before throwing it on the floor, "Dinner is served lads."

All of them leapt on the bed licking at the yoghurt, the feeling was incredible. Tongues slavered over my nipples, between my legs and up inside me. With me already being wet from downstairs soon I was bucking at the tongues but it wasn’t satisfying me.

My body needed a cock, I started to moan even whispering fuck me but they carried on tormenting me, bring me on but not letting me cum. All the yoghurt was gone and their tongues slowed, I groaned, he looked at me, took the cucumber and slapped it in my hand, "This keep you happy?"

I stared at this long green vegetable then at him, "Please not this, you do me," he shook his head. My pussy was on fire; I slid the thing downwards.

I’d used my vibrator so I knew what to do. I felt the end touch the folds of my pussy but before I could push it up it was snatched away, "Lets see what you can do with your fingers then, if you’re a good girl, you can finish fucking yourself with this."

Though my hands were tied I could still rub my clit, I tried to shut their leering eyes out but as I played with myself I found watching them excited me. Soon I had two of my own fingers making me wetter.

With my knees held wide I looked obscene as my hips rocked up on my fingers, I started squealing, there and then he handed me the cucumber, "Come on Monique give us the complete show, stuff this up your cunt."

I didn’t need telling twice, I drove the thick green vegetable hard up me and pushed it in out until I screamed in to an orgasm. As soon as I did another load of yoghurt splat over my body and the frenzied tongues attacked me again. As I carried on fucking myself with the green long vegetable I remember thinking I’d never be able to take anymore but soon my body started reacting again.

They soon had me begging for a real fucking and for the next four hours they did. As they untied me their words excited me, my body tingled as I heard, "Come on lets have some fun with her, we’ve come here to fuck her so fuck her we will."

I remember trying to talk to them, explain that coming to the house had to stop but they didn’t want to hear me they only wanted to kiss my mouth or, most of all, fuck it. They all fucked me. First two, one in my mouth the other behind up my pussy, then the other two took me, one up my arse the other gave my pussy another hard fucking.

After more blowjobs they took me to the bathroom and shaved my pussy. First I struggled to stop them but with them working on my pussy and after the trim the cold foam had my pussy dripping again.

After they finished they couldn’t get enough of my bald pussy, playing with it, licking it and of course it turned me on, I was just their plaything being fucked and fucked, I screamed as they bit my body but I didn’t stop them.

I knew I had to do something to hide what I had let them do, so I begged them to tie me up. They were supposed to just tie me and leave me on the sofa but as soon as they had my wrist bond they decided to have me on the table, cutting the cucumber, putting a hole through each of the halves, so fastening ropes could be past through.

First fixing one in my mouth like a cock, then two of them fucked me while I lay helpless on the table, pulling out and cumming all over me before bunging up my pussy with the other end. They all laughed as someone wrote on my stomach making sure the word HER arched over my now bald well-fucked pussy.

I lay there, the cucumber keeping me wet and hot until he came home, come on wimp, clean me up, I'll pretend I’m innocent rape victim, I don’t suppose it will happen again and we’ll get on with our mundane life, again.

**

Well I came home last Tuesday, yes you guessed it, this time she was tied spread eagled on the bed, they had got in, no I don’t know how but they had fucked her again; this time it had been ten in the morning so they enjoyed her cunt, ass, mouth and tits almost all day and they had brought that thin cane, her ass was a fine mess of thin red stripes.

The bastards had shaved her again, taking off any stubble as though she was theirs to do with as they pleased; not only had they caned her but they had again covered her thighs, ass, tits and bald cunt with more love bite marks than before, well those I could see under the twenty or so clothes pins that adorned her tits and cunt, so it seems I didn’t matter to them anymore.

She looked at me, her eyes full of tears, I couldn’t shout at her, I went to get the cream before I set too to remove the pins, I didn’t look at her, she may have thought I would blame her, but I couldn’t her bonds where so tight.

Monique made her grin look like a grimace, anything to hide her true feelings, those feeling she felt as she had when, at ten that morning, she had caught sight of a figure moving in the garden.

Her mind raced, as she thought.

I remember seeing a movement, something inside me took over and I went down stairs and opened the back door, looked as though I was searching for something and went back in, leaving the back door open.

I took the polish tin out of the kitchen cupboard, grabbed a duster and went in to the lounge; my body tingled.

There was a sudden rush of bodies, as I swung round I knew there was more this time, arms grabbed me but I knew that voice, "Hello Monique, ready for another day of fucking and don’t fucking argue we know you love it."

I counted six of them as my clothes were ripped off, I thought I would play, fight them off, again but that was wrong. As soon as I was naked they dragged me over the sofa; the shoulder bag was opened and I squealed as I saw that thin cane taken out.

Each one of them got their kicks from stinging my arse; they held me completely immobile and didn’t stop until I was really crying, then they knew I would agree to do what ever they wanted, all day long.

I remember him saying, "Hope you got all that screaming out cause your mouth is going to be doing anything but talking. You don’t know your two new friends but we told them about your tits and mouth and that’s their specialty so we decided they could join us on today’s fuck-feast."

As three of them pushed me upstairs so the others brought food and drink from my kitchen to my bedroom and that’s where we stayed all day.

I won’t bore you with the fucking I got today, just to say that the two knew ones were cruel bastards, hurting me until I held my tits together and let them fuck them and my mouth. They were also the ones who shaved me, others complained that I was stubbly but it was just another humiliation to be heaped on me.

I was so exhausted at the end that they lost interest; I was flopping around unable to satisfy them so it was then they tied me to the bed.

To revive me they had brought clothespins. As soon as I was gagged and helpless they clipped them all over the most sensitive parts of my pussy and tits. Yes, I was soon squealing with pain, they all laughed at me thrashing on the bed to try and shake them off. I suppose watching my tits swinging around got them excited so they fucked me again, covered me in what they called, their calling card, and left.

**Well dear reader I got home tonight, she was tied, bent over the back of the big lounge chair, legs wide to each caster, her vibrator was taped up her cunt and she was cumming like a goodun, thrusting her hips around and grunting in to orgasm after orgasm. Her beautiful body, hair and face is covered in dried cum and I reckon she’d been fucked by many for most of the day; I looked at her, then went upstairs for a shower.

Monique turned her head sideways and watched him leave; as she bucked in to another climax she thought, where the fuck is he going, but those thoughts quickly went as she started remembering her first climax of the day.

She thought it must have been providence that made me go to the garage today. I remember it was ten when I finished giving myself a good fucking with my vibrator, but I wasn’t satisfied no I wanted something for my arse and I knew there was some small plastic tubes in the garage.

I left my vibrator on the bed and went to look. I only had on my bathrobe and slippers as I rooted round the workbench, I was so annoyed when I couldn’t find anything clean enough to stick up my arse and for some reason I was still as horny as hell.

I stormed back in, right in to them. My robe was on the floor before I could think and arms were lifting me in to the lounge.

The same six as last time filled the lounge, soon they were dragging me to the floor; I found myself sitting on one cock sucking another as they treated the house as though it were theirs.

I was amazed to think that just last night my husband had been sat in this chair and here I was bent over it being fucked from behind by a stranger or staring at the ring marks left from our wine glass’s on the coffee table as I lay over it being banged up my arse.

I knew I would sit looking at this carpet tonight while watching T V but all I could watch at that moment was a set of balls belonging to who, I don’t know, swinging at my eyes as his large cock slammed in to my mouth, then jumping as a cock buried itself up and deep between my legs.

Soon drink and food littered the tables as I was passed around my own lounge for anybody to fuck.

There comes a time when realization hits home. Your mind cannot find anymore excuses for what you are.

They were all enjoying me, resisting them was futile; I needed to be fucked so my body ruled my head. I remembering pleading with this leader at the way the two cruel ones twisted and pulled at my nipples only to hear him say, "Someone shut her yakking up, stick I cock in her mouth and fuck her face, she’ll suck it, our new friend loves it."

It was when they took me upstairs that they found the vibrator, the torment that followed that discovery was unbelievable.

They had brought duck tape with them so that ever time they left me to ether drink or eat, their entertainment was my hell.

My hands would be tied behind me and the vibrator firmly stuck up me, then switched on, the vibrations drove me crazy.

As I rolled round the floor having orgasm’s, my hands tied behind me made it impossible to pull out the humming piston, as I wiggled round groaning and pleading for mercy all I could see was their leering faces laughing at my torment and they knew my body was forcing me to enjoy every minute of it.

They got their kicks from humiliating me. I found myself grovelling around giving blow-job after blowjob, my arse wiggling and jumping as I knelt there, still with my hands held behind me sucking them all until they came in my mouth. Even then my torment continued they had me sucking them hard again before the thick pink vibrator was removed, I had to make sure they were ready to fuck me again.

It was an all day fucking session; it took them six hours of continuously fucking my pussy, arse, tits and mouth before they were done with me. I should have guessed they where up to something when they carried me downstairs. I was out of it; my whole body ached as they tied me over the big chair. My legs tied really wide to each caster, my hands dragged down, tied together and each rope end tied to each of the front casters.

They pushed my little black pants up in to my cum soaked pussy then stuffed them in my mouth keeping them in with three strips of horrid tape. My arse was slapped a few times before I felt the vibrator pushed firmly up in to me again, then switched on, I knew, as the tape was stuck over it keeping it right up to my cervix bone, that it would drive me crazy, god was I right.

I wanted to scream at them, they couldn’t leave me like this, bound and helplessly shaking in to another orgasm. They cleared their belongings in to that bag, dressed and filed out of the door; the last one making sure the dildo was firmly up me.

I tried to pled with him but only succeeded in sucking my own cum soaked pants until I moaned in to that orgasm and to my horror I immediately felt another starting, I moaned again as I heard the door shut behind them.

I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve cum before wimp here came home, talking of wimp where the fuck is he.

I came back downstairs but this time I didn’t untie her, oh no, I just gave her ass a bloody good fucking, well she was tied really tight and gagged with a pair of her own cum soaked panties so there was no arguing and at this moment I’m just resting before I’m ready to take the vibrator out and fuck her cunt a few times.

So I thought I would write the last few months activates down; now I don’t know if all this tying up and being forced is stage managed by her for my benefit, and I don’t know if you or I will ever know what happened while I was at work, or maybe you do, but one thing I have come to realise is, if you can’t beat them, join them.