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 I employed Kay as a staff nurse at our clinic, she was much older than me
however she was a really attractive lady.  She was mid forties with dark
read hair, a well formed curvy body and very distinctive dark eyes set in a
very desirable face.

   For the first few weeks I only saw her in uniform or trousers as she
seemed to dress conservatively then after a staff social evening she seemed
to warm to me and things changed.

   The following week I saw much more of her and there were signs that she
was seeking out my company.  She was chatting to me one lunchtime and when
I said I was going for a bite to eat, she asked if she could join me.  When
I explained I was going home (I lived very locally) to make myself a
sandwich.  She said nothing and so after a pause I invited her to join me
and she jumped at the chance.

   Lunch was just that, only she gave out many signals that were difficult
to mistake for anything other than interest and by the time we went back to
work I was in a bit of a mental state.  While I was married to a wife who
while quite different to Kay she was never the less very attractive in her
own right.

   Amy, my wife, was a quiet, shy woman and in keeping with her manner she
is quite small.  However she has a wonderful sense of humour and great fun
when in company she knows, also she looks fantastic when she dresses up
even though she is only five-one because she has a lovely petite body
complemented by really fantastic legs.

   All that said there was something about Kay, while different from Amy
that was still very enticing.  I'm three years older than Amy yet at thirty
one I was still fifteen years younger than Kay but it didn't matter at all,
she still looked great and like my wife she had a good if much fuller
figure.  Unlike Amy she was outgoing and seductive which being the opposite
of my wife, was the initial attraction.

   Anyway I tip-toed about her for a few more days; spending a little
longer than was sensible in her company until she invited me to lunch at
her house that following week.

   It was rather contrived; we both knew that it was likely to be more than
just lunch and she didn't even work that day but I agreed and made plans to
clear my diary for any eventualities.  Clearly, looking back I was planning
for some form of liaison even if the actual prospect of a full-on sexual
encounter wasn't.  I drove to her house (she was also local) and somewhat
nervously knocked on her front door.  She answered and I found it
impossible not to stare at her; she was a different woman: Her hair was
loose about her shoulders, she had on a very short skirt and a thin black
mash top that was not-quite see-through but very sexy.  Her legs were in
black stockings and high heels and she oozed sex.

   I entered and she gave me a friendly peck on the cheek although we
stayed touching for a little too long, then after she took my coat, she
insisted on a tour of the house.  The bedrooms were the first stop and
after showing me her two daughter's rooms she led me into hers then made
some comment about an interesting view from where I stood.  Dumbly I looked
out at the garden and then the neighbours houses but to be truthful it
wasn't special so I said politely, `what's interesting' as I turned around.

   Kay sat on the bed with one knee up showing her stocking tops and her
white knickers.  "This view" She said then stood and put her arms about my
neck.

   We kissed and within moments were shedding clothes before we dived on
the bed where we made fast frantic love to each other.  I have to admit I
lasted about five minutes if that but she'd climaxed before me and we lay
giggling on her bed before she undressed me and we made love again slowly.

   So it began.  She drove the whole situation but I'll freely admit I
could not get enough of her and we were soon sneaking off having sex at
work as well as doing `lunch' twice a week.  This went on for over three
months during which Kay and I discussed our lives in detail.  She was very
interested in Amy, sizing up her love rival I guessed, and wanted to know
all about our sex habits, fantasies and everything else about us.  She also
chatted to me about her daughters, Ruth and Emma who she was very frank
about especially regarding their apparently over-active sex lives.

   Kay not only talked about her own fantasies, which were rather extreme,
but got a bit of a kick from pillow talk, encouraging me to outline erotic
situations (prompted and directed by her) and then chipped in with her own
slant on the `events'.  She got me to take some photos of her with her own
camera and then took some of me as well; posing in various stages of
excitement.  There was one evening when I passed out and woke several hours
later but thankfully Kay covered for me with Amy and I got away with it.

   We were now into early summer and when the weather improved Kay
suggested a BBQ and invited both Amy and I over as a couple.  I suppose I
should have guessed that Kay's bizarre sexual fantasies came from somewhere
and thinking back it was a bit stupid to think that our current
relationship would have been enough for her she was too much of a predator.

   I met Dylan who she introduced as her (other) boyfriend and that was the
first shock; he was a six foot four black guy who immediately made me feel
worried given I'd been screwing his partner for the past several months. 
Secondly her eldest daughter, Ruth, also had a black partner.  Her younger
daughter, a much younger teen, didn't have anyone with her but her presence
was even more disconcerting since she wore a short, loose dress that was
flimsy, to put it mildly, so that when she bent over or sat down it showed
she wore just a thong underneath.  I'd never met them before although Emma
did seem familiar.

   I don't know what I expected when we were invited but Kay had explained
to me that it was the perfect cover since I'd levelled to her recently that
Amy was beginning to get a little concerned about me.  Nothing tangible but
I believe she sensed there was someone else affecting our relationship. 
However events went a very different way from how I expected; firstly the
other couples, who were meant to be there, didn't appear and secondly the
other men were being sexually blatant (Ruth's boyfriend more or less petted
her a couple of times) as well as highly suggestive to everyone especially
Amy.

   Not unexpectedly the day was very alcoholic then late afternoon the
effects became marked.  Amy was really odd and I felt very dizzy and drunk,
way beyond anything I would have expected.  Then the guys suddenly appeared
with the hose and after spraying everyone a little they turned on Amy and I
and we were simply drenched with water.  Kay went off to find some towels
and before I knew it after sharing a bath towel she and Emma helped me out
of my soaking T-shirt and started to dry me off.  I glanced across to Amy
was being attended to by everyone else.  Kay kissed me and I felt a hand on
my cock, which needed not further incentive but to spring to life.

   I was aware that Amy being helped indoors by Ruth and her partner then
suddenly I was alone with Kay and she simply stopped drying me and without
a moments pause she pulled my shorts down and grabbed my erection.  I was
dazed yet incredibly turned on so before I could get my thoughts together
she had pushed me into a seat and mounted me.  We made frantic love
together as I kept glancing at the patio doors but not only didn't my wife
reappear I soon was lost to anything but the sex.

   I have no idea what happened after that, not for some time but I woke,
still in a dazed state, in a bedroom with a warm mouth over my cock.  I lay
back enjoying the sensation before a body slid over me and a wet hole
encased my manhood.  I reached for the body above me, in my fuddled state,
half expecting Amy but the body felt different and as the woman kissed me I
realised it was Emma, Kay's younger daughter.  I was shocked firstly that I
was in bed with the younger teen and secondly that seemingly this must be
at the approval of her mother.

   Despite the dangerous nature of this I felt hugely turned on and found
it completely impossible not to consent to the act and we ground against
each her as she worked hard on me.  I came quickly and despite further work
with her mouth that got me erect again in minutes I was almost out of it
before the girl pulled me up out of bed and took me to the other end of the
house.

   I remember that the new bedroom was brightly lit and inside Amy was
lying naked on the bed with a black guy on top of her.  I stood watching my
mind reeling as my wife moaned and groaned while her small hands clutched
at the black man's huge frame.  The other black man sat on the bed, also
naked his large cock in his hand seemingly getting himself ready for his
turn.  I was standing against the wall, which probably helped to stop me
falling, as Emma came around to my front then dropping to her knees she
took my erection in her mouth again.

   Dylan looked across at me and then said in a deep voice; "Amy I'm gonna
drop in you again." Then came noisily.  As he removed himself and the other
guy took his place I looked at my wife who seemed totally out of it
although her body had been moving in rhythm with her lover so I guessed she
was enjoying it.

   Ruth's boyfriend then began to hammer away with my wife moaning as he
went at her, harder than anything I'd ever done.  I quickly (and rather
surprisingly) went over the top cuming powerfully before Emma stood and
hugged me while my wife bucked and rocked on the bed noisily.  I was really
fuzzy and the whole thing seemed unreal.

   Emma then suggested we go because my wife would be at it for ages.  We
went back to her bedroom where we got dressed before she led me downstairs
to the front room where Ruth and Kay were watching TV.  When we entered
they both turned to me looking very smug.

   Kay then made some very disparaging remarks about us saying that my wife
was with a real man while I'd been with a little girl, Ruth joined in
saying that Amy was getting more cock than she'd ever had and that she was
going to be a different woman when she finally left and then they both
laughed.

   Up until that moment I was still relatively relaxed because although Amy
was with another man, she wasn't doing anything I hadn't myself, and was so
clearly out of it.  My mind wasn't really clear but I had already convinced
myself she would probably have no idea what I'd been up to anyway and if
she did she would be wracked with guilt and I would benefit from her
contrition.

   Emma was actually upset by her mother's comments and retorted angrily
that she wasn't a little girl at which Kay apologised to her but said she
wasn't a woman yet either.

   So we settled down to watch TV but with Emma hugging and continuing to
kiss me I soon found I was erect again then without a moment of
embarrassment Emma (who wore nothing but a long t-shirt) mounted me again
and despite the proximity of both Kay and Ruth we made love while they
continued to watch TV.  Somehow I thought this a form of retribution
against Kay since as my lover I'd actually expected to find her, if anyone
in my bed.

   After another fifteen minutes I was spent and wanted nothing other than
to fall asleep so just cuddled Emma while looking over periodically to Kay
who didn't return eye contact once.

   It was hard to tell how long elapsed but one of the black guys appeared
and announced he was off then finally sometime later Dylan appeared and
announced he was going to give Amy a lift home.  I, still more or less out
of it, rather stupidly thought that meant me as well since I clearly was in
no fit state to drive but the front door went slam and I heard a car start.
Before I could do more than walk to the front door, it had driven away
which caused Kay to chuckle and then add that I best stay the night with
Emma so that I didn't feel completely inadequate because my wife was going
to be properly satisfied for the first time ever by a real man that night.

   The drugs were still making me feel very confused (although it wasn't
until later that I knew that's what was the root cause) and was also true
of Amy.  Also despite some deep misgivings about everything I was very
compliant to suggestions so after we ate a few BBQ leftovers I allowed
myself to be taken to bed again by the young girl where despite my
protestations we made love slowly and sensuously.  We passed no words but
it was as satisfying as anything I'd ever experienced.  I remember nothing
more except waking alone.

   That following morning was a Monday.  I woke confused then slowly images
of the previous day came flooding back to me.  What I've written about was
pieced together over several days both from my own memory and following
conversations with Emma and Kay.

   After visiting the bathroom I made my way to the kitchen where the three
girls sat.  "Dylan used your car last night he didn't have one himself."
Kay said very matter-of-factly over her breakfast.  "I'll give you a lift
home once I'm ready."

   I was desperate to get home quickly before Amy left for work but had to
wait for Kay to get ready and during that time I saw Emma, the girl with
whom I'd made love now in her school uniform.  This was so disconcerting as
it underlined the fact that although she was a hot girl she was underage
and our sex technically illegal.

   Kay dropped me home around eight and I rushed inside.  Amy's car was
gone as she'd already left for work so I dashed upstairs to grab my change
of clothes and have a shave.  Our bedroom was a mess and reeked of sweat
and sex but I didn't have time to linger just dressed and shot to work.

   I fretted all day as Amy wasn't answering my calls even when I knew she
wasn't in class.  More worryingly when I tried the call between half three
to six I was cut off each time so I shot home early really worried.

   Amy was at home when I got in but she ignored me totally for a while
until I asked her to sit so we could talk.  At first I asked if she could
remember the previous day but she didn't answer then when I pressed her she
said:
"OK, you want to talk!  Let's start with the fact that you've been
having an affair with Kay for the past four months!" I looked at her
completely wrong footed, I'd been so concerned about the (admittedly still
confused) events of the previous day and hadn't even considered that

someone might have let Amy know about Kay and me.

   I was struggling to find something to say so she continued: "I almost
decided to leave for my mother's this morning but fortunately for you I
didn't.  I've had time to think a little more about all this.  I know it
was Kay who arranged that little orgy yesterday also that man I woke up
with this morning was far too forthcoming which made me realise she set us
up for this.

   I can't blame you for being with her last night because you were
obviously drugged like me but the guy told me that Kay spent weeks setting
this up and you've been screwing her all that time.  This whole thing is
effectively down to you only thinking with your dick!" She was fighting
tears as she spat the words out.

   I looked at my wife and shook my head.  "I'm so sorry.  She manipulated
the situation and seduced me, it sounds weak I know but once it happened I
didn't have a way out without hurting you so I've been going along with it
hoping she would get bored." I was lying a little but there were elements
of truth in there.  "I must be honest I wonder if this is her boyfriend
seeking some sort of revenge?"

   ""No.  He's not even her boyfriend, not even close.  Apparently she
doesn't even like black men, those guys were just internet contacts." She
added bitterly.

   "God.  I'm so sorry!" I said but when I approached her Amy pushed me
away.  "I can't forgive you even though I now understand what a
manipulative woman Kay is.  I don't want you near me at least until I've
sorted this out in my mind.  At the moment I really, really hate you."

   "Amy I love you and I'm so, so sorry.  It must have been awful for you
with...  "

   "I'll be honest, whatever she gave me made the whole thing a blur, I
know it was very intense but remember virtually nothing except a few
flashbacks.  I woke next to a stranger this morning and that totally
shocked me." She looked away for a second then added.  "I'm not ready for
this conversation...  just leave me alone for a while."

   I wasn't sure how to respond so I spent the evening in the study but Amy
made it clear that my company wasn't welcome even at dinner so I ate alone.
When it was time for bed she locked the door and I was forced to sleep in
the spare room.

   She blanked me Tuesday morning so I left for work without even a goodbye
and spent a miserable day at work half expecting Kay to appear at my door
but she didn't.  Amy ignored my single text so I decided not to press
further.

   The next day was similar but finally she sat down as I drank a coffee
after coming home from work on Thursday then we finally talked.  "Has the
bitch Kay spoken to you yet?" She opened.

   "No.  Not a thing.  I've seen her a couple of times but apart from a
wink, nothing."

   "She will." She said with venom.  "Look David I don't suppose you
remember much more than I do about Sunday or what she put us through
however I do have a confession of my own.  Monday morning I woke up next to
that black guy..."

   "Dylan." I added.

   "I don't think that was actually his real name, but yes him.  Only
instead of getting away from him I...  well it was strange but I was still
feeling turned on and I had sex with him again.  I have only very vague
recollections of him the night before but I knew it had been intense and
erotic." She bit her lip and looked at me.

   "It's ok." I soothed.  "We were both well out of it and those drugs were
bound to be lingering in our systems."

   "Well I'm still not going to forgive you for what you've been doing with
that evil woman, do you remember anything of what you did Sunday?  She
asked tears coming again.  "No..." I paused deciding not to mention Emma,
at least not at this point.  "...she just wanted to humiliate us both I
guess and that's what she did.  I remember her being verbally abusive to me
but although I recall it was unpleasant I can't remember what she said." I
hoped Amy would accept this as I didn't want to repeat the full
conversations which in truth were the things I remembered most.

   She looked at me long and hard again then she put her arms about me and
we embraced, kissing gently for a while.  "I think we need to get our
relationship back on an even keel, I need to trust you if we have a future
together but at this moment I don't want us to part." She brushed away a
tear then squeezed my hand and we separated.  I slept in my own bed again
that night but was careful not to risk upsetting Amy so I didn't even
cuddle her, not that she would have let me.

   Kay appeared in my office on Friday and shutting the door she sat then
handed me an A4 envelope.  I looked blank but then I opened it.  Inside
were pictures printed from a computer, of Amy posing with both of the black
men at the BBQ and then a couple in the lounge, when it all started for
her, with her sitting and kissing Dylan (or whatever his name was) and
letting his hands roam over her body.  I looked at Kay and shrugged.

   "I'm well aware of this you should have saved the ink." I replied coldly
wondering where this was heading.

   "That's just a taster of the brilliant material we have.  Ruth took over
a hundred pictures, look at the ones at the back." She answered and when I
made no move she took them and spread them on the desk.

   The last few were also of Amy with the black guy: I glanced at them; my
wife was clearly identifiable and also clearly having intense sex with both
men.  The photographs portrayed Amy as a willing if not eager activist in
the event.  I was still not impressed as I was only too aware of the
effects the drug had had on us.

   "So?" I shrugged again.

   "I don't know how you are going to be able to retain your position here
when all the staff know that your wife is such a slut and I'm sure her
school won't be too impressed either." She smiled.  "They might not sack
her, her private life is her own after all, but a teacher who is willing to
do that with virtual strangers..." She posed this last part with pretend
seriousness.

   I wanted to tell her to fuck off but I was now worried.  The
embarrassment would be very hard to take although I was already thinking of
contacting the police as this was certainly malicious and possibly illegal.
Whatever, while I doubted Amy would lose her job straight away, these
becoming public would certainly destroy her.

   "And then there's my little girl." Kay stated.  "My poor little innocent
girl; molested by my boss after a family BBQ.  She saw the school
counsellor on Monday and let her know that she was coerced into sex. 
Apparently the counsellor was very keen to get her to report it but my
daughter refused but told her she would think about it.

   I looked at her with pure hate but I was going to fight this.  I would
deny it all and actually hoped she was going to produce photographs of us
together because I would then be able to take both sets to the police to
prove it was a setup.  Unfortunately she didn't.

   Emma was very convincing so she has had quite a week of counselling but
so far she'd held back and since it is confidential the woman can't tell
anyone not even me.  Anyway the outcome is that unless you and your lovely
wife come over to us again tomorrow, she'll make a full confession on
Monday."

   "So you think the lies of a teenager will stir me into action?" I said
trying to sound confident.

   "Well it's child abuse as she's only fifteen.  I expect the police will
take it very seriously so you'll be facing a long prison sentence and we
all know what happens to perverts in prison!  Even if you somehow avoided a
conviction, which frankly I doubt, neither you nor your wife will keep your
jobs, especially when these lovely pictures get into circulation!"

   I looked at her trying to think of a way through this.  There was none.

   "So here's the deal; you and Amy come to us on Saturday around six and
we can all party.  Think of it another way, once you've been invited back
Emma can't cry wolf again so you'll be free."

   I shook my head and said; "Amy won't come.  If you want to ruin me then
go ahead but there is nothing I can do to get her there."

   "I'll tell you what I'll do, just to make it easy on you." Kay replied.
"I'm going to phone her myself and she can make up her own mind.  Of course
should she refuse Emma will spill the beans and we'll let the police take
it from there."

   "Why are you doing this to us?  What have we ever done to you?" I said
bitterly.

   "It's not what you've done it's what you are going to do.  Call it a
social experiment if you like but there are so many benefits for me.  I
need a pay rise and Ruth needs a job and you will provide both as well as a
bit of entertainment for a while." She stood and said; "be warned I play
very, very rough when I don't get my way.  Play nice for me or I'll make
you crash and burn." She left my office as I pulled the pictures together
then hid them in my drawer.  I was totally screwed and there was nothing I
could do.

   Ten minutes later I had a call from one of the treatment rooms about
some malicious virus on their PC I went to investigate.  In the room I
found Kay and one of the other nurses standing over the computer screen
which was filled with an image of my wife and one of the black men.  I
looked at Kay who said in a stage voice that it was some sort of computer
virus and that I needed to look at the PC to stop it.  The other nurse was
really outraged by the offensive picture which thankfully didn't show my
wife's face clearly so I told her I would sort it out and let Kay move her
into another room before she returned and sat smiling at me.

   "These `infected' PC's are a problem especially as I have dozens of
pictures to share with everyone." She looked smug.  "I've phoned your wife
and I think she is in shock right now.  Anyway I'd try to organise an
interview for Ruth soon otherwise the infection rate will increase." With
that she left.

   Amy phoned a few minutes later.  She sounded as if she'd been crying. 
"You slept with Kay's little daughter?" She said in disbelief.

   "I was drugged and out of it." I responded defensively.

   "I had a vague memory of you standing with someone watching me and I
didn't think it was Kay but I never thought it might be Emma.  How could
you?" She said with genuine loathing.

   "I was drugged like you." I said defensively again.  "What happened is a
complete blank but I vaguely remember her being involved I was just hoping
I was wrong."

   "But you spent the night with her!"

   ""And you spent the night with whatever-his-name and have admitted to
having sex with him the morning after.  I certainly didn't with Emma, even
if we did have sex I woke up alone." I replied defiantly.  I heard her
sharp intake of breath so added "Remember this was a plan Kay obviously
spent months organising.  Who knows what is true and what isn't." I wasn't
being totally honest but I wasn't going to give Amy any further just cause
to move out.  "I don't blame you for anything that happened, not Sunday or
Monday morning but please don't blame me for things I don't even know
about."

   I paused but Amy didn't come back at that point.  "Look I have an idea
what to do; if we tell the police everything and tough it out they just
might believe us, especially if we can find those men who forced themselves
on you."

   "No David.  You will just end up in prison!  She's only fifteen and you
had sex with her.  God this is just so awful, I'll lose my job for certain.
I want to die." She burst into tears and I felt my own heart break.

   "I'll go to the police alone this evening and tell them all about it and
if they don't believe me you simply disown me and get on with your life and
pretend it never happened." I said trying to be gallant but it sounded a
bit weak.

   "Except there are about a million pictures of me with those men floating
about and your conviction will destroy my life anyway!  No David, I have no
choice either.  If we can get through the weekend without falling into any
further trap then they can't pull this stunt again." Amy was sounding a
good deal stronger and I had to admire her for being so positive.  "There
is nothing we can do about the pictures and I guess if we are forced to
take more drugs at the weekend there may be even more but if it's only that
we are faced with we can stand our ground.  The worse they can do is
publish them, yes it will be embarrassing and I'll die of shame when people
find out but we will survive and hopefully keep our jobs.  You can fire Kay
the moment she makes them public."

   I was less certain than Amy but that evening we sat down and agreed to
detail everything that had happened as honestly as we could (given we
couldn't remember half of it) and then Amy sealed the transcripts in an
envelope and popped over to a neighbour who agreed to keep our `documents'
safe for us.  At least now we had something on record written before the
coming weekend if we needed to go to the police.  I was in the spare room
again that night.

   Saturday we walked around in virtual silence before finally driving the
short distance to Kay's house.  She greeted us like best friends but we
ignored this and walked in without a word.

   "Right I've set up something a bit special." She said with a grin.  Now
Amy needs to look her best and you need to get into the mood as well." Kay
stated and Ruth ushered my wife away so I was left alone with Kay.

   "Ok here's a little titillation." She stated and switched on a DVD which
burst into life with the scene of a woman (white) tied to a bed being taken
by a large black man.  The woman seemed to be genuinely upset by the event
especially at the torrent of abuse that came her way plus a few slaps but I
wasn't sure how much of it was staged although I guess probably all of it
given the porn industry.

   Anyway I sat alone with this in the background for half an hour until
Emma came into the room and I looked at her a little shocked.  She quite
deliberately looked extremely young as she was basically dressed as a
child; She wore medium length brown socks, a pair of flat shoes, dark knee
length velvety skirt, a blouse under a cardigan that matched the socks. 
She'd platted her hair and wore no makeup so the overall effect was to make
her look more like twelve than fifteen.

   She came over and sat on the edge of the nearby seat.  I felt very
uncomfortable.

   "Hi." She said in a quiet voice and looked at me with a mixture of
eagerness and concern.  "I know my mother told you that I was considering
telling on you but I won't." She stated smiling.  "Well, not if you spend
the weekend doing what we ask." She glanced at the screen as if realising
there was a display of sex on it for the first time.

   She got up and disappeared for a few minutes returning with a glass of
water and a couple of pills.  I took them without question, then I was left
alone for a little while longer.  Emma came back in and kissed me eagerly
and said that she was looking forward to having sex with me again if she
was allowed.  I'd been getting hard for a while and despite trying not to I
felt quite sexually excited.

   After ejecting the DVD Emma took my hand and led me into what I thought
was a study however inside there was a big framed chair with straps on the
arms and legs sitting amidst a room with a large plasma TV.  She asked me
to take off my trousers and underwear which after a pause, during which she
explained that if I didn't she would have to tell her mother and it would
go badly for me, I did.

   Emma promised me that nothing really bad would happen once I was in the
chair so I sat and then she fastened the buckles carefully about my ankles
and wrists and then a throat strap which I hadn't seen.  She leaned over
and kissed me taking hold of my hard cock and giving it a tug.

   She then turned on the TV and pushed up the volume then after fiddling
with a DVD she set it off and I sat watching the white woman having sex
again only this time she skipped it to where the woman was up against a
wall with a black guy and once he finished another took his place.  This
happened three times before the woman is pushed to the ground and taken
doggy style.  It was outside and by the sounds of the traffic, near to a
main road and pedestrians.  With the volume so loud the slap, slap of the
man's balls against her rear was very clear.

   Emma kissed me once more then departed and I sat watching and listening
to the sex on the screen.  Even with my eyes closed I could hear the sound
of it and the woman's soft pleading for it to end.  Then after a while my
erection which was painfully hard suddenly erupted.  I felt totally
humiliated but within moments it was rock hard again due to the drugs I'd
been made to take.

   Then Emma returned and after another kiss and a brief flick to make sure
I was rigid she switched the DVD off, changing channels.  I then saw the
same bedroom as in the first DVD only this time Amy was the woman
restrained on the bed.

   "Oh Christ!" I said as it dawned on me that not only had they done this
before but more sickeningly my wife was about to be forced just as the
other woman had been and I felt like crying.

   It was with an awful, terrifying feeling I watched as a man (big and
black) came to the bed with Amy asking him to be gentle, he slapped her and
told her she was getting it hard and rough then he penetrated her as she
yelled and cried.  I guess she'd been lubricated or I think his large cock
would have never fitted let alone go in so readily.  I could see tears
cascading from her as she turned her head away but he slapped her again and
told her to kiss him or else, so she did.

   I tried to close my eyes for a while but Amy's squeals and the
occasional slap made me look again and again.  It was hard brutal and he
was really crude but eventually he came and Amy was given a few moments
peace before another man took his place.  This time the guy insisted she
blow him for ages until Amy was struggling to keep at it, her jaw aching,
so the man got on top and began to screw her again.  She also kissed him as
directed and he did her for another five minutes before his cum joined that
of the other man.

   There was a break when my wife's arms were released and she rubbed the
strap marks then she was given a drink and tied down again as another guy
appeared.  He was rough and crude and again insisted Amy kiss him
throughout the event only he lasted for ages and when he came Amy just lay
silently, she wasn't struggling anymore the fight had gone from her and I
guessed the drugs had kicked in.

   Kay appeared and untied her arms and legs then she backed away as a
forth guy came into view.  This man was simply massive and his ebony cock
was the hugest thing I'd ever seen.  Even with three deposits inside her
the man was clearly finding it a very tight fit only this time Amy without
any fight left in her simply lay limply as he pushed this monstrous organ
deep inside her stretched sex..

   He took forever to get fully inside her, I was actually surprised that
virtually all of his cock was now buried in my wife but then he began to
have sex with her only it was quite unlike the others and he did so with
slow movements pulling seven or eight inches of his pole from her.  During
the act of withdrawing his cock seemed to almost pull her vaginal walls
with it causing Amy to gasp and a look of shock was on her face.

   He then began to push in again and Amy uttered another groan and another
as he withdrew and on and on.  I was wondering how deeply Amy had been
drugged but she was not showing the same signs as before but after about
ten minutes or so of this slow but intense activity she began to move with
the guy as his huge weapon went deeper inside her than anything in her
life.

   Then after a further ten minutes or so during which she responded more
and more to his steady expert movements she suddenly she let out a gasp and
I saw her body shake as despite herself she climaxed.  The guy grunted his
approval and said something crude as a fresh wave of tears fell from Amy
now out of embarrassment.

   Emma had returned when this latest man had begun his attack and she sat
at my feet.  Then after my wife began to respond she began to pump my cock.
I caught her eye when Amy climax and she grinned.  "That's Tyler, he will
make her cum a dozen times tonight and tomorrow.  See how enthusiastic
she's becoming."

   "She's been drugged again." I stated simply.  "I saw her drink it."

   "Not really." Emma shook her head.  "The only thing she'd taken was to
help her relax a little.  That's just how women become when Tyler has them.
Amy is the forth woman I've seen with him in the last year or so and it
always ends up the same way.  They resist at first but soon they find him
completely fulfilling."

   I looked at the guy on the screen he wasn't the most attractive man I'd
ever seen and I doubted that he had women falling at his feet although his
cock, and what he was doing with it was impressive.

   As if to prove what she said was true my wife gave out a semi-scream and
panting she kissed the guy when he asked her, really hard, as she obviously
came down from another huge climax.

   "You'll see.  She will be a wreck after this but will want it more and
more." Emma laughed and pumped harder as she sensed I was nearing another
climax.  I tried to hold back but erupted and she let it fly over my thighs
as she giggled.

   "So you've done this little seduction act on others then?" I asked
looking at my cock which due to her continued pumping showed no signs of
wilting despite my ejaculation.

   "You mean have I played with other men as their wives were ruined?  Oh
yes.  Did I sleep with them?  No.  You, well actually you were the first of
any of them I've let penetrate me.  You should be proud that I found you
that attractive.

   In fact I did it behind my mothers back, well a little, you see sucking
you off was enough for her blackmail.  But I got a little drunk and after I
led you to my bedroom that night I just had to let you do me before we
slept.  Mum found us and went potty but I persuaded her that it was even
better because you really were in a spot having screwed me.  Anyway it
worked out fine and here we are."

   I looked back at my wife who was flat on her back with Tyler almost
standing as he thrust his monstrous cock into her at a slight faster rate.
She was grunting each thrust and her hands were holding his arms gripping
tightly as he pushed deep.  Then she said "Oh my God" and exploded in
another climax, her body bucking violently as she came once more.  Emma
laughed at this.  "See she's a hopeless slut for his cock." She then left
me to my torment and I endured the sights and sounds of my wife's
debasement for simply ages.  Despite trying to lose myself, the cries and
moans of Amy kept bringing me back to what was happening.

   I have no idea how long I sat for but eventually the guy started to tell
my wife that he wanted to empty himself in her but she had to ask him to.
At first she shook her head but I could see she was actually excited again
and she was finding it impossible to deny him.  Finally after he kept
prompting her she asked him.

   "Say it again baby." He said in his deep voice,

   "Climax in me." She said for the second time again almost as a whisper.

   "Come on girl you are desperate for it so tell me how you feel and shout
it out."

   Amy closed her eyes and tried to control herself but it was no good,
tears of helpless frustration spilled as she opened her mouth: "I want you
to climax in me." She asked in a more normal voice.

   "Louder!"

   "I want you to climax in me." She said louder still.

   "AGAIN!" he bellowed

   "I want you to climax in me!" She shouted.

   "Really yell it out and beg me."

   "Climax in me please!" She yelled

   "Over and over woman."

   "Climax in me please.  Climax in me please.  Climax in me please. 
Climax in me.  Climax in me please, please climax in me please." She was
shouting as she bucked and I could see the guy was also speeding up.

   "Now bitch I want you to beg me, I want you to shout out what exactly
you want to feel as I do this and then I want you to cum like a slut!"

   "Please I want to feel you cum inside me.  Please climax in me please,
PLEASE!"

   With that they both went over the top my wife bucking and writhing as he
pumped his cum in her.  The dance slowed until finally they stopped and I
watched as my wife was forced to give him a deep kiss then it was over and
I sat my aching cock almost bursting yet I was desperate not to cum myself.

   Emma returned and stood watching my wife as she lay under Tyler before
leaning over me.  "I told you he would ruin her for you.  He always does.
She then grabbed my cock and pumped hard for five or six times until I
came, my juices flying into the air.  "I knew you'd like watching too!"

   She then undid the straps and I got up rather unsteadily.  After I'd
regained some circulation I was escorted back to the front room where Ruth,
who grinned at me as she sat reading in the room, had the TV on in the
background tuned to the same channel as all the others and there was Amy
still under the black guy.

   I left and followed Emma back into the hall feeling helpless.  She put
her arms about my neck but I shrugged them off as I stared at the teenager
then shook my head.

   "Sorry but why exactly are you dressed like that?" I said finally with
distaste.

   "Mum wanted me to remind you that I'm underage and also to deter you
from having sex with me.  She knows I liked doing it and is worried I might
want to sleep with you again, so she insisted on this." She gave a little
curtsy.  "Ruth has been told to keep an eye on me as well." She put her
arms around me again and added.  "We have about half an hour before you
need to be back in the chair.  Let's eat."

   I wasn't that hungry but was very thirsty and also I had another
erection.  We shared a sandwich and I drank a pint of lemon squash before
allowing myself to be put in the seat again.  This time Ruth appeared and
it was she who lowered my underwear and trousers before I was secured.

   Then she approached with a ball gag and despite my throwing my head
around she eventually got Emma to grab my hair and pull really hard until I
stopped then she twisted one of my balls and l let her insert it into my
mouth to stop the pain.

   She laughed at me then said she would be next door and left.  Emma
whispered she was sorry then kissed my poor bruised testicle before sucking
me to an erection again.

   It was about fifteen minutes later Amy was secured to the bed and then I
realised what was about to happen.  She looked petrified as an old man got
on the bed and used a small gun to pierce her nipple; she cried out briefly
as he put the stud in then did the same to the other side.  Then he dropped
his trousers and my wife was ordered to suck him off.  She seemed to almost
gag but did so until he came.

   She was given a drink to clear her mouth then she lay as a string of men
took her one after the other.  They had released her legs before this act
started and she began to wrap them around each of the men as they took her
as ordered.  I didn't count them but there was a lot and it went on for
eons.  She was towelled down a couple of times then after all of this her
arms were released and the big man, Tyler, returned.  She turned her head
to one side as he pushed into her but within minutes she was again moving
with him as they made slow love together.  She looked so unhappy at her own
obvious sexual submission and almost embarrassed that she was getting so
much pleasure from it.

   Ruth re-appeared to give a running commentary on my wife and how she was
having so much fun and that she would need proper sex from now on not the
pathetic version I could provide.  Emma sat on my lap, rubbing my cock with
the back of her skirt in time to the sex on screen.

   "Tyler's really got her number." She said with a smirk.

   "He's the real man that Amy needed to make her a real woman." Ruth added
with glee.

   "She looks good lying under him." Emma said giggling.

   "She wasn't built to take his huge cock but she's soon stretched out to
his girth and appears to be cuming almost constantly!"

   "God look at her, she can't get enough of him.  I bet she'll be begging
him to cum in her again without him asking." Emma added.  She then turned
and grabbed my cock pumping hard.  "Look at your wife.  If you want your
wife to receive his seed cum over my hand now.  She went at it hard and as
she knew I would I couldn't help but climax.  Because of the drugs I was
already close.

   "He does want his wife to milk the sperm from that black man!" Ruth said
laughing.  "Well we know she will, so you're in luck."

   I sat alone for the next half hour as my wife was sexed by Tyler and
despite clear signs of anguish she came many times then when he got faster
I heard her say quite clear "Please make me cum again." He grunted and she
repeated it then with a yell she said "YES" and they had a mutual climax
which left my wife shattered but still sadly very satisfied.

   Emma and Ruth finally let me go then I followed them to the spare room
where they locked the door as I fell on the bed and went to sleep.  In the
morning after being let out I had breakfast then endured a rerun of the
previous nights events now captured on DVD.  Emma was at least dressed more
normally and after Ruth got bored with the scenes being replayed she left
Emma to toss me off; three times in time to my wife's activities with
Tyler.

   I drove home alone after that then waited for Amy to appear.  It was
almost seven pm when Kay arrived with Amy who looked remarkably well
despite what she'd endured.  We sat in the lounge and Kay spoke to us both.


   "Here's the deal: I have enough footage of your wife with Tyler to keep
the internet happy for years.  If I release it then I recon she has about a
week until she loses her job.  Obviously as you will have guessed by now
Emma didn't go to the counsellor last week so that's fine however I have a
load of pictures of you two together so I'll publish those as well." She
paused letting this sink in.

   "Now to the fine points: Ruth will be offered the admin job you have
going and I'll get the senior nurse post next month.  That's simple enough.
I need you both to play our little games and if you are both ultra
co-operative then we'll eventually move on.  Obviously things will be a
little different after that but I think this is better than the
alternatives."

   I looked at her wondering what to say but it was Amy who spoke.  "We
have no choice." She sounded resigned and I realised she was right.

   "Good!" Kay said rising.  "Now the deal is this; from next week I will
arrange for a string of men to visit Amy several times a week.  She will
screw them all without hesitation and do whatever they want.  To add spice
to it all she will look as innocent as possible, so peaches and cream, no
make-up and simple conservative dresses.  David you will greet each of
them, bring them up to your wife and sit and watch every time." She looked
at me with an evil smile.  "They will believe this is what you both want
and you are to confirm this by being enthusiastic and polite."

   "Also Amy will entertain Tyler from time to time who as we all now know
is someone who your wife will enjoy being with." Amy looked at me and
looked genuinely shocked.  "I expect Tyler will want to stay over from time
to time so David; please make sure you make him really welcome.  Now Tyler
likes his women shaved and lubricated and to help get both him and your
wife in the mood you will do this in front of him.  David that is every
time before he takes your wife unless he chucks you out.

   Amy he expects you to be crude and far more vocal than you have been
with him so far.  He wants you to ask him to fuck you when he arrives, say
dirty things when you make love and when you climax you are to yell and
declare your love for his cock.  He also wants you to talk him into cuming
inside you." She smiled then added.  "Oh.  He doesn't like innocent so he
wants you to dress like a really dirty whore, lots of excess makeup, cheap
jewellery and the slutiest clothing possible."

   She gave another cruel smile.  "Oh and those lovely nipple studs will be
replaced by some larger rings and if we decide you are not being attentive
to your guests then we will sort out some little tattoos for you both" With
that she got up and left.

   "How much did you see?" Amy asked a short time later.

   "Most of it."

   She looked down.  "I'm sorry about Tyler he is just so...  well huge.  I
found it impossible not to cum when he did me.  He sort of fills me beyond
full and it drives me wild."

   "You were drugged so that happens."

   "Not to the same level as last weekend.  He told me every woman he
sleeps with becomes his whore."

   "Look, I forgive you, they drugged me again and while it was different
to last Sunday I still got excited when I really didn't want to."

   "I'm really scared David not just because of the blackmail but how he
made me feel.  He is just so unbelievably large, it's way beyond anything
I've ever experienced."

   "So what are we going to do?" I said finally.  "Should we chance the
police?"

   "We both know that's not an option.  She will deny it and what came we
prove?  Sadly I don't have any option, I'll just have to decide how best to
look peaches and cream." Amy said to my disappointment but I knew she was
right.  "We simply have no choice.  I'll also have to buy some new stuff
for Tyler."

   "So you can't think of any alternative?"

   "No, can you?" She shrugged.  I couldn't so we left it there.

   That Tuesday Amy waited in our bedroom dressed in one of her pretty knee
length summer dresses and flat heeled shoes while I waited downstairs my
guts knotted dreadfully.  We'd received the text from Kay at four telling
us Amy's first visitor would be with us at eight.

   The doorbell went off and I got shakily to my feet.  The man was around
forty and wore a boiler suit with the name of a body shop on the front
pocket.  He asked for Amy and I let him in then he followed me up to our
bedroom.

   Once inside I sat as Amy stood and let the man kiss her.  She certainly
looked like an innocent as she stood nervously his hands running up and
down her body then when instructed she undid his zip and pulled out his
cock.  It, like him, was jet black but was also thankfully of a more normal
size.  She worked on him for a while then she lifted her dress pulled off
her knickers and lay on the bed her dress pulled up around her waist.

   The man undressed then pounced on her and within moments his cock was
buried in her.  Amy let him screw her without any sign of disgust and even
kissed him when he wanted to.  The whole act lasted barely ten minutes and
he came with a grunt.  I suppose I thought that would be it but after a few
minutes he rolled away and asked her to suck him.  She did kneeling on the
bed sucking until he was erect again.  Then he got her head and seemed to
almost fuck her face until after what seemed an age he came again.

   I showed him out, the guy grinning all over his face then returned to
find Amy already in the shower.  She went to bed after that but locked the
door so I slept in the spare room.

   Thursday we had another text and almost the same thing happened only the
man, fifty and black, only had sex with Amy once then left quickly.  Again
she was in the shower moments after I'd shown him out the door and once
more she went straight to bed and I was locked out.

   Then that Saturday Kay sent two Asian brothers to us and this was
distinctly unpleasant.  They used her mouth and pussy several times
spending an age with Amy on all fours their cocks in both ends before they
finally came.  They were with her for over three hours and she was so wiped
out she didn't even bother to shower this time just locked the door as I
took them out and went to sleep.

   The next week there was a young black man on the Monday and two men on
the Wednesday only they were surprisingly gentle with her and I suspected
that for the first time she might actually have had a climax during her
time with the second man but I couldn't be certain.  Thursday we endured a
grossly fat Asian who was really abusive to me and nasty to Amy but she let
him use her without any complaints while I sat watching as he called us all
the obscene names he could think of.

   That Friday Tyler came over: Amy dressed like a tramp and when I showed
him to the bedroom he sat while I was humiliated as I performed my first
shave and lubrication.  He then told me to sit and watch as a real man
pleased my woman.  My wife looked as opposite from her previous lovers as
it could possibly be.  She wore loads and loads of makeup, a tiny skirt, a
transparent blouse and large heels.

   "Don't forget to talk nasty!" He said to her as I took my place on the
seat in the corner so after a pause Amy looked at him and said:

   "I want your black cock up my pussy." He glanced at me and laughed then
he pushed her onto the bed and mounted her immediately, his huge weapon
forcing its way once again into her pussy.  It was a real blessing I'd
worked hard on her hole getting plenty of jelly inside because otherwise
his ferocious attack might have really hurt her.

   As demanded she was soon being vocal and kept saying she loved his cock
and then finally when he sped up she yelled for him to `pump his load in
her willing pussy.' They came together.  Tyler then turned to me and I was
asked to leave.

   I heard her yell out again in the early hours of the morning and again
later around nine only this time she was being very vocal but I blocked my
ears as I lay crying in the spare room.

   She emerged the following morning looking like a complete and utter
tart; her makeup smeared, clothes (she was not allowed to undress except
for shoes) crumpled and there was dried sperm down her legs and wet cum
coating her inner thighs.  We sat with her like this for a prolonged if
rather strained breakfast before he finally got changed insisting Amy
remain just as she was until he left.

   Once gone she spent half an hour in the shower until the water ran cold.
She talked little that day and was like an automaton going about the house.
That evening she announced she was going to be early and did so locking the
door behind her.

   Amy had three or so visits the following week; the only one I can
remember was a very tall man whose ebony skin shone with sweat as he made
love to Amy for an hour or so.  Once again she seemed to climax with the
guy (quietly) and was certainly wrapped about him as they made love but she
showed no signs of this once they separated and once again was in the
shower and in bed within minutes of his leaving.

   When I came home from work on that Friday Amy was sitting in the kitchen
and after I made a coffee she asked me to sit and talk:

   "Tyler is coming over again tomorrow."

   "Oh." I said

   "I'm really scared.  Last time I sort of lost it with him."

   "What do you mean?"

   "You're aware that it is very intense with him and unfortunately I can't
help climaxing with him." I made no comment about my thoughts concerning
her trysts with one or two of the others so after a pause she continued,
"Last Sunday morning he got me to get on top to ride him and...  well I
actually came almost immediately because he was so deep and well, it sort
of got out of hand!" She looked genuinely upset.  "I had multiple orgasms
and I started saying things to him that I didn't mean but was so turned on
it just sort of snowballed."

   "What things?" I wasn't happy about this at all but needed to know how
deep the pit was getting.

   She looked worried.  "I actually asked him not to stop when he halted
half way through and then told him several times that he was so deep I
thought he was beyond my womb.

   "So?"

   "When he asked me was that a problem I said no, God David!  It felt
wonderful and at that moment I never wanted him to pull out." Tears were in
her eyes.  "I've betrayed you.  I actually told him that I wanted him that
deeply inside me.  He was laughing at me but he asked me to I repeated it
over and over until I came." She burst into a flood of tear.  I tried to
console her but she shrugged my embrace away.

   "Look, it's ok, you don't have a choice but Amy if we are to remain
together we have to share a life.  At the moment I barely see you alone and
well you never let me touch you.  All I do is endure you with these men."

   Amy shook her head.  "I can't be intimate with you.  Not now.  I don't
want to compare you to these men." She looked sorry and added "Face it, it
won't be a good comparison." I wanted to protest but an image of the man
who she'd been with the day before came back into my mind and the secret
pleasure she'd received but tried to hide from me.

   "But let us at least hold each other or share our bed together.  You
don't want intimacy and that is ok.  Maybe that is for the future after
this is all over.  But a kiss or an embrace shouldn't be a problem?"

   "I'm sorry but it is.  I kiss these men, suck these men, I lie with them
on our bed, I open my legs for them, they penetrate my body with their
black cocks and put their semen inside me.  The last thing I want is for
you to become associated with this.  Not the kissing, the embracing and
certainly not topping up the pools of body fluid that are inside me." She
looked at me with a degree of sadness and compassion.

   "It sounds strange but if you do you will be tainted by it all and that
would be the end of us for certain.  If I keep you away from it then when
we are finally free of this torment we can rebuild our relationship and be
intimate without shame."

   She looked at me then touched my arm lightly for a second.  "David I've
forgiven you for allowing Kay to seduce you.  What you see me getting up to
every week must be hard for you to take."

   "It's nothing compared to what you go through."

   She gave me a knowing look.  "Sometimes it's pretty awful but at others
it's not so bad.  I think it's worse for you watching these strangers using
me especially because they are hung and black.  Anyway we have to endure
until Kay finally gets bored.  Then we will decide how we can rebuild our
lives."

   I sat as she watched me then I nodded.  "If you can endure this then I
certainly can.  But please we need to try to do normal things with the rest
of our time.  Even if we aren't intimate we should still try to do other
activities, like going out with friends and having meals out.  I enjoy your
company and want us to try to pretend to be a normal couple."

   It was her turn to think and then she said with deliberate care.  "I'm
scared.  I've been with probably two dozen men over the past few weeks and
apart from Tyler and a couple of others they have all been different which
means there are twenty guys walking about who have known me intimately. 
Kay is pretending to be me online or over the phone and telling them I now
have a need to be with black men all the time.  I think she also implies
you started it as you get off watching me but now I'm hooked.  God only
knows what we would say to them if we met them."

   "Tell them to Fuck-off.  That's what!" I said indignantly.

   Amy smiled.  "Maybe we could but I'd dare not with a few of them, they'd
kick your arse and then fuck me anyway for good measure.  I suppose we
could say not tonight or something but if we were with friends it wouldn't
be pleasant."

   "The alternative is to do nothing except this." I stated shaking my
head.

   "We both work.  This week for the first time I finally managed to
completely filter out my activities from my thoughts while at work; up to
now I've been distracted and some of the other staff have noticed.  I think
I'll be fine with that for a while although with the summer break coming up
I've a horrible feeling Kay will have something special planned for me."

   "Work isn't that great for me." I said.  I find it hard with Kay around.
She has a habit of popping in to see me to ask how you are and occasionally
to ask if we are enjoying our new `hobby'.  Frankly I think she is itching
to share it with others but she knows that once that happens you'll quit."

   "And let you go to prison and lose my own job.  No I don't think I will
but I suppose it depends just how bad it gets.  I mean there are people who
are into swinging so I suppose if they thought it like that then it
wouldn't be that bad but if they knew I was taking on half a dozen black
strangers every week or so then it would be awful.  Well as long as she is
concerned that I might, that's a small bonus."

   "So how about us going out for a meal or a drink?"

   "Not on our own at the moment, I don't want to have this conversation
again it wouldn't be helpful.  Maybe we can go out for a meal in London
with Jennie and Ray.  It would be safe and I can have a good chat with her.

   Thinking about it the best thing for us to do is go out separately with
other friends, when we are not entertaining visitors.  But whatever you do
don't be tempted to talk to anyone about this!  Not even in the third party
or we will be found out."

   I couldn't say anything else so we had dinner together and then watched
TV until Amy went to bed and I was left using the spare bed again.

   That following evening Tyler turned up around seven and as I opened the
door he informed me he had a busy evening so was just popping by to give
Amy her much need `fix' of his man-cock.

   She looked so awful dressed in a fishnet body stocking, small skirt that
had a V parting at the front so her pussy was slightly on view and thick
over applied make-up.  She lay on the bed as soon as he entered and I ran
the electric razor over her sex until she was smooth then I began to apply
the lubricant.  I noted her sex was already very wet and in fact several
`dew drops' actually fell during the shave.  She let me work the substance
deep into her then Tyler told me to get out of the way as he needed to make
this fast.

   I wasn't that surprised as unhappily he got Amy to straddle him and I
saw her lower herself onto his huge manhood.  She found it hard to get him
all in at first but finally after a bit of work he went several inches
deeper causing her a little pain before that changed to pleasure as she
rose up and then came down again his cock now fully buried.

   "Am I deep in your womb again?" he asked.

   "Yes." Amy hissed clearly already well on the way to her first orgasm.

   "Is it as good as last week?"

   "Yes."

   "What?" he probed again.

   "Yes, it's just as good as last week."

   "Tell David how good that actually is."

   "He knows."

   "Just tell him bitch!"

   "It's wonderful." She said now gasping.  "It's the best feeling in the
world."

   "You love my cock deep inside you."

   "It's great."

   "Tell David!"

   "I...  I love his cock deep inside me."

   "Let him know it all tell him what you said to me last week!  Let him
know the truth!"

   "I...  love having your cock in me..." She paused but she'd already told
me that she'd lost it before so I was prepared, or so I thought.  "I love
being filled with it.  I love it buried so deep in me...  it...  it...  it,
makes me want it to stay there forever..." With that she climaxed violently
and actually wept she was so both so exited and yet humiliated by her
actions.

   Tyler held her tiny waist and used her on his still rock hard cock until
she was able and willing to take over again.

   "You were telling your husband how you love me fucking you with my cunt
stretcher.  Let him know it all."

   Amy looked at him and for a second I saw pure hate on her features but
Tyler was looking at me rather than her so missed it.  Somehow despite the
awful things she had just said I now felt slight better, she wasn't saying
this from love or a deep need but just the effects of a passing bout of
lust combined with the need to keep Tyler from saying anything to Kay.

   She remained silent for a while but I realised that she was already
moving in a way that suggested she was heading towards another climax.

   "Well?" Tyler said slightly irritated.

   Amy recognised the tone and mollified him by kissing his chest several
times, then rising once more she said.  "I adore your cock and want you to
keep fucking me." She bit her lip again as he pushed up to meet her over
stimulated sex.  "I...  I want you to use my married white...  white cunt,
Ruin me...  ruin me for my husband." She was panting hard her eyes were
glazed and she was lost in the pleasure of the massive manhood buried deep
in her stretched pussy.  "Pump your...  beautiful black...  baby seed
into...  into my waiting...  love box."

   With that she went over the top as Tyler, laughing, added.  "Come on
whore, milk me."

   Amy was crying as she came then she seemed to have a second climax
moments later as she felt Tyler ejaculate.  He held her, as they both came
down from their high, for a few minutes then he pushed her off and went to
the bathroom where we heard him have a quick shower.  He returned with Amy
still lying on the bed as she was expecting him to take her again.

   "I've got a date tonight, not that I'm expecting to give her this." He
said shaking his now soft cock before pulling up his boxers.  "She's a lady
not a slut like you." He reached for his shirt and as he buttoned it he
added.  "I might pop in for some seconds so I want you to remain just as
you are, cum and all.  Of course it might not be until tomorrow sometime so
I guess you need to remain like this until I get here or you have to change
for work Monday." He finished dressing then as he laced his shoes he looked
at her and said.  "Don't wipe away my precious cum, I'll expect to find it
still there if I do come back."

   He got up and went to leave, then turned back and said as an
afterthought: "We don't want you hiding yourself away up here, so be a good
girl and go sit downstairs.  In fact you shouldn't be anywhere else until I
return."
He waited so Amy got to her feet and she showed him out before coming
with me to the lounge.  She looked such a tart still but at least she
wasn't quite as dishevelled as previously.  We sat down in silence and she
selected a channel moving about as she did so as great globs of sperm

dropped onto the back of her short skirt.

   "I'm going to get a little cold in just these." She stated "Can you get
me one of your jumpers or something that I can drape over my shoulders?" I
nodded and did so and we sat watching television quietly for about twenty
minutes more before she suddenly blurted out.:

   "David I'm so sorry!" She looked at me, her mascara run face wet with
more tears.  "I tried to warn you how lost I've become."

   "It's ok.  I do understand.  Try not to dwell on it."

   "I can't help it!  I actually asked that man to ruin me.  I'm aware
that's what he wanted me to say because it's his thing and he keeps on
about it but never the less I shouldn't say such things!" The tears were
back but I could do nothing because when I went to join her on the sofa she
shook her head.

   We stayed up until one but finally Amy decided I should go to bed while
she remained there just in case.  Actually it was nearly three in the
morning when she woke to banging on the door and opened it to find Tyler,
drunk, on our doorstep.

   I was awake and came out to see him leading Amy to our bedroom, he
glanced at me and told me to come and watch my `whore wife acting like a
cheap slut again'.  He was very drunk and once he got her on the bed he
didn't wait but slammed his cock into her then went at it brutally.  Amy
cried out in some pain and had the wind knocked out of her so she struggled
to breathe as he pounded away.  Then without warning he stopped and told
her she was to get on top and I sat there expecting a repeat of the events
earlier that evening.

   Amy rode him as he gripped her waist pulling her really hard onto him
every down-stroke.  She was grunting and I realised she was in some pain
but he just continued then told her to talk about how good it was.  Clearly
she was hurting so I stood up and pointed this out but he told me to `sit
the fuck down.' Amy was struggling and I then decided enough was enough and
tried to stop him.

   He threw my wife to the floor then went at me.  Of course he was a big
bloke but his trousers were around his ankles and he half fell, then once
he had decided to pull them up I was able to push him over and sidestepping
I grabbed Amy and got her downstairs and into our car where I left her
locked in with the keys.  She looked at me with terror in her eyes as I
went back in but I had to finish this or he'd either trash the house or
come out after us and wake our neighbours.

   He was in the hall when I entered and he looked at me with a nasty
expressed and said he was going to `kick me all way across the street and
then fuck Amy anyway." I wasn't any match for him given he was so large and
clearly very strong but I was sober and he very, very drunk.

   "Look Tyler.  We've put up with this because we have to but that crossed
the line!"

   He sort of sniggered at this and I realised it sounded a little pathetic
that I was willing to let him come into my house and turn my wife into his
whore whenever he chose but I knew what I meant.

   "She's in pain!" I continued since he still hadn't commenced
hostilities. "I think you've hurt her inside.  She's in the car and I need
to take her to hospital." He actually smiled at this.  "I need to get her
some other clothes." I added as an afterthought.

   He still looked angry and mean but didn't attack.

   "Please Tyler!  She needs help, you've really hurt her." I tried to
sound as reasonable as I could but he just sneered.

   "She fucking deserves it!  I'm still gonna' bash your face in..." Just
then Amy staggered in clutching her abdomen.

   "Please, hurry I don't know what's wrong but it really, really hurts."
Amy was crying and she held the door frame then added.  "Tyler Please let
David get me something to wear.  I don't want to go to hospital like this."
She gave a moan and slid to the floor her back against the wall holding her
stomach.

   Tyler was confused and he stepped forward then stopped and looked at her
again.  I decided to try to chance it and went for the stairs, thankfully
he let me go and when I returned with a dress, shoes, underwear and a
flannel and towel he was standing over her as she remained crying on the
floor.

   I got to her but he pushed me in the chest and grabbed the clothes then
told Amy to change.  She said she needed help so I came forward again and
he let me remove the skirt then the body stocking which I pulled over her
shoulders and down.  She lifted a leg then the other and began to pull the
knickers up.  I stopped near to her dirty soiled pussy and then gave her
the flannel which she used on her thighs.

   She got to her feet groaning and holding her lower stomach but pulled
the knickers up then I slipped the dress over her head and buttoned it up.
Tyler had been standing to one side but now he simply picked her up and
carried her effortlessly to our car.  He placed her in the back then to my
horror he got in the passenger seat and told me to get going.

   I drove to the emergency centre at the hospital not knowing what to do.
I'd been faking it of course and I was hoping Amy was too but she was still
making groaning noises so I wasn't that sure.  Now with Tyler there what
were we to do?  If we all pitched up there with my wife still caked in
smeared make-up and her sex gaping what would they think?  Then there was
Tyler himself.  He was still very drunk so who knows what he would say.

   I had no choice I drove there and pulled up outside.  Then my heart sank
as Tyler got out and carried her inside.  "Wait for us." Was all he said.

   I was actually shaking at this point but I parked up and decided to go
in.  Amy was waiting with him looking upset and embarrassed which actually
she didn't need to be since although she was heavily made up her tears and
made her look just distressed rather than anything else.

   I sat with them, Tyler gave me a cold look then when she was called he
growled that I'd best do as he'd asked and go wait in the car.  I was
uncertain but thought that two men with a woman who was in pain from having
sex wasn't probably the best thing to do especially as they'd called her by
her married name; Mrs Amy Wright.

   I was in the car for around an hour before she came out with Tyler, his
arm about her small shoulders.  He looked triumphant and she still very
upset.  She was put in the back and he sat beside me.

   "It's ok man.  I forgive you." He said offering a hand.  I shook it. 
"The doctor told her she needs to be more careful." He sniggered at this.

   "Amy needs to be careful?" I said confused.

   "Yea.  She admitted to him that we were lovers and that she persuaded me
to have sex with her in your car only she was a little drunk and got too
physical.  I told them she was on top so they said she had to be careful
when having sex with a hung guy like me." He laughed out loud.  "Of course
your wife had to give them her details so I gave them mine.  Now they have
it on record she is fucking me."

   I said nothing but drive as he went on to add that she wasn't allowed to
have sex again for a week or two and that he'd let Kay know.

   I drive home and Tyler took Amy to bed although I was at least comforted
to know they wouldn't be engaging in sex or so I thought.  In bed I heard
him telling her to watch her teeth and realised there were of course other
things they could get up to.

   I had to drive him home the following day but thankfully he spared Amy
the trip so after I dropped him I came home to find her up and about.

   "Are you Ok?" I asked.

   "You are a bloody idiot!" She snapped.  "It was hurting but it was going
to be ok.  I had to fake the abdominal pain to stop him beating the crap
out of you and look where it got us!  I was so ashamed at the hospital.  He
told them that we were lovers and we made love all the time.  The doctor
actually said I was very open and looking at my vagina I seemed to be very
sexually active and did I have multiple partners.  What could I say?  I
said that Tyler was my `other man' but I saw him often and left it at that.
Of course bloody Tyler then told me to be honest and let them know I'd seen
others as well but that he was cool with it.  So all I could do was agree
and blame myself."

   "Well no harm done in the end." I said but Amy looked at me as if I was
mad.

   "No harm!  That report will go to our own doctors.  It will say I'm a
slut who is sleeping with multiple partners!  God you can be so thick at
times!" With that she stormed away.

   Kay phoned an hour later and was quite sympathetic.  Then she informed
me that since Amy was out of action she thought that I would enjoy a visit
to her house to watch some porn.  I knew what that was but couldn't say no.
Amy then spoke to her and after putting the phone down she shook her head.
"I'm sorry I flew at you, you were very gallant but it totally backfired.
I've got a feeling Kay won't be very nice to you." She looked upset for me
then smiled and said she would make coffee.

   Tuesday I arrived at Kay's around seven and was shown in by a smirking
Ruth who I had seen the day before when she officially started her new job
with us.  There was no preamble I was taken straight to the front room
where on request I removed all my clothes then sat as she strapped me in.
She left the chin strap just long enough to feed me some pills then once
total secured she flipped in the DVD and said enjoy and left.

   There was no surprise at the DVD and I witnessed Amy being raped again
then taking Tyler.  Of course this was nothing new but it was upsetting to
find my cock hardening and eventually I let fly.  I'd not played with
myself at all since it happened so a lot of cum fell over my thighs as I
sat ashamed as Amy writhed about under the man who was helping to ruin my
life.

   I was already erect when Emma appeared and looking at my hard-on she
explained that Kay knew I really got off watching my wife fucking other men
so decided not to make me miss out the next week or so.  I ignored her but
she then took hold of my cock and getting close she whispered that she was
going to treat me if I was good, later that week.

   The evening lasted three hours and I was erect for nearly all of it. 
Emma and Ruth tossed me off twice each and I came twice without anyone
touching me.  Not only did I see the DVD of Amy I also witnessed another
woman sitting in her front room with what I presumed was her husband on one
side and a black guy the other.

   The woman nervously got up, she removed her skirt so she had on
stockings, heels and a blouse but nothing else and then she opened the
black man's trousers and after a prompt sucked him of for a while.  Then he
ordered her up and she got on him facing her husband and then after a
further prompt began to talk him through every thrust and move she received
and how it was getting her excited.  Finally after about fifteen minutes
during which she was clearly enjoying it, she climaxed with a look of
embarrassment then the guy got her to lie over her husbands lap.  The black
guy mounted her and went at her hard until he emptied himself in her after
which he ordered her up and as instructed she got up and sat in her
husbands lap kissing him as the sperm fell into the lap of his suit.

   The black guy finished it off by taking a tie and the suit jacket that
sat over the back of the chair and used the inside of the jacket to wipe
firstly his cock and then her used sex on the inside lining.  He then got
the tie and sawed it up and down the woman's sex until it was wet with
their combined juices.

   The woman then put the tie on her husband and did it up then he put on
the jacket a look of disgust and horror on his face.  Finally we saw a few
minutes of video of them outside a restaurant where they were both dressed
as before only she once again wore the skirt.  She looked worried but
opened his jacket to show the mess over it and his tie then she lifted the
skirt to reveal her messy hole.  After that they hesitated then turned and
entered the restaurant.

   It was Ruth who finally let me out and I went home feeling very low. 
Amy was anxious to find out what went on so I told her and she said that
hopefully they would tire of that soon.

   The very next evening I was back only this time I was allowed to sit in
the front room as long as I agreed to watch the TV this time they didn't
drug me.  It started with a DVD of a woman suffering the same as Amy then
moved to one that had a woman making out with two men as they sat on a
sofa. I had no idea about the origin of this but during both Emma sat with
me making little comments about wives and big black men while periodically
pumping me so I was constantly erect.

   Then unexpectedly just after the hour she put her mouth over it and
began to suck.  She did this for maybe ten minutes until I was ready to
explode when she stopped and rocked back on he heels.  I looked at her and
felt guilty, although she was dressed very attractively and looked much
older, she was still the underage girl from before.

   She then stood and lifted her skirt to show her knickers which were a
pair of small lace ones and then she sat back in the nearby chair and
parted her legs.  "Please do me now." She asked and after a pause during
which she said please again I moved forward and pulling the gusset away I
began to kiss her sex.

   I could feel the stubble from her being shaved as I began to work my
tongue inside and she started to gasp.  I suppose I'd been at it for about
ten minutes when Emma breathed.  "Don't stop." And was rewarded with a
climax a few minutes later.

   She let my head go and I surfaced to see her grinning broadly.  "Thanks,
that was great." She then told me to sit and watch and put on a new DVD
which was a bit of a shock because it was me and her making out.  The
quality wasn't good but clearly we made love twice in about thirty minutes.
I realised then that far from doing it behind her mother's back (something
I'd believed had made her so nasty towards us) it had also been part of the
setup.

   While we watched this, Emma ensured I was erect without letting me cum,
the whole time she whispered about some of her school friends she'd love me
to do as well.  After that Emma sent me home without allowing me to climax
although I got very close several times.  Despite being fit to burst I
resisted the urge to relieve myself in the car and once home Amy suggested
I toss myself off in the bathroom but I said no and actually didn't play
with myself at all.  I felt it would be like surrendering to them and I
didn't want to.

   Saturday Amy and I arrived as ordered at midday and were immediately
given spiked drinks which we finished with a degree of reluctance.  Within
a few minutes we were both disorientated and then Ruth and Emma took us
upstairs.  We sat in one of the bedrooms together until Ruth came in and
got us to undress and before long Amy and I, despite her decision not to
engage in anything intimate with me, were having oral sex together.

   I don't remember much after that except that there was a lot of
manoeuvring and I sucked pussy a lot and once my cock was sucked off for
simply ages, or that's what it felt like.  I woke, or at least came to my
senses a little later in the afternoon and found myself in bed with Amy but
things were a blur and I remember nothing until much later that evening
when we were woken and bundled out of the house.

   We got home at ten and went to bed together yet despite what had
apparently been a very intimate evening she spurned my contact and was
asleep in minutes.  Amy was confused and a little angry the following day
and told me she remembered some images of our afternoon but they were vague
and she didn't go into details.  She seemed a little annoyed that we'd
engaged in oral sex although as I pointed out neither of us actually
remembered it much.

   The following week as ordered I visited Kay alone on the Thursday.  As I
sat in the lounge I was ordered to view a new DVD.

   "That is Becky, she's fourteen." Emma said as I saw a young girl almost
comatose on the bed with me and Amy both making out with her albeit with a
great deal of instruction.  The whole event sank in as my erection, held
tightly in her hand, wilted.

   "Becky's a feisty little minx but of course she didn't expect to be
having sex last weekend.  We ran across her in town and managed to slip her
a spiked drink that lunchtime.  The great thing was it was all spur of the
moment stuff yet she made it so easy for us.  We managed to get her into
our car and back here then once you and Amy were off your heads we got you
to rape her then we dropping her back outside a pub only a couple of hours
later.  Ruth told me that her dad picked her up and was horrified that she
was so drunk.  Anyway I know her from school and she only remembers the
pub.

   I looked at her mouth open.  She smiled and continued.  "She's a good
catholic girl so I'm pretty certain she won't contemplate an abortion, if
you've knocked her up, besides she won't realise she's pregnant for several
months and won't even know how.  The whole thing is perfect."

   I was forced to sit watching for twenty minutes seeing this girl clearly
well out of it as I did my stuff and Amy actually ate her out after.  Emma
then suggested I put my `little boy' away as she went to fetch Kay.

   Kay sat and looked at me.  She was triumphant and obviously keen to
share her thoughts: "Now your problem is David, you screwed that little
girl at the weekend and as you saw we captured it all on DVD as part of
your nasty home collection.  The poor girl has no idea she's had
unprotected sex with you and was the subject of molestation by a sex maniac
couple.  I mean your wife is on record as enjoying multiple partners as
well as having a black boyfriend she is happy to go to the hospital with.
If that girl gets pregnant a DNA test will put you both in prison for rape
and child abuse; probably for life."

   She sat and looked at me I was actually shaking: "This was just to make
sure neither of you have any illusions about your future.  If the girl gets
pregnant we will own you and if not one call to the police and you will
both still go to prison.  Of course if we let that DVD hit the internet
probably the same thing will happen but it will be a ticking time-bomb."
She looked pleased at this thought and I felt even more concerned.

   My mind was racing.  The DVD had been shot at a different location than
our house so there might just be some way of implicating Kay but she was
probably too clever to allow that and besides it was still the rape of a
minor.  We couldn't really prove we were drugged and besides with all the
evidence now pointing to Amy and my wild sexual lifestyle prison appeared
almost a certainty.

   "Anyway the summer holidays are close and I understand you've booked a
couple of weeks away in Crete.  It's such a nice place I have no doubt you
will enjoy it.  I need your credit card and pin-number so I can make a few
changes to the booking." She gave a cold grin.

   After that I was forced to spend half an hour between Emma's legs until
she climaxed and then I surrendered my card and went home and told Amy
about the DVD and she burst into tears but then confessed that she
remembered more than me and had some idea that another person had been
involved with us and she'd engaged in some lesbian sex but had hoped not.

   We had a call from Kay to let us know she considered Amy's recuperation
to be complete and that the break had allowed her to line up a great group
of guys to service her.  As before my wife looked so pretty and sweet as
she embraced the first black man before taking his big black cock for an
hour.  She was quiet and passive but I saw her toes curl towards the end
and I sensed that she'd had a pretty big climax.

   That week she entertained three different men thankfully only that first
one seemed to give her pleasure but I wasn't certain.  Then Tyler appeared
he shook my hand as I let him in and with a grin and said that he had
enjoyed humiliating Amy at the hospital and letting the doctors know about
her black cock addiction and that it was all thanks to me.

   Amy was very reluctant to be with him at first but she'd dutifully
dressed in an ultra-short almost see-through dress with sheer stockings and
heels plus the obligatory make-up.  After I gave her a shave and applied
lubrication they started but about twenty minutes in she became more
receptive and cautiously got on top as they went at it slowly.

   Of course as Tyler had expected she was soon enjoying the depth his
manhood went which caused her to climax and sparked him into prompting her
to utter obscenities and statements of her desire to have his cock always.
I was thrown out after an hour or more yet despite everything I slept quite
well for a change.

   We went through that next week until term ended with Amy being visited
every night.  Following the revelation of the DVD Amy had become completely
compliant and she didn't seem to even register that all the men that week
were in their fifties and not particularly pleasant.

   After the school break started Amy spent the time seeing old friends
during the day while entertaining black men at night.  She persuaded me to
go out a few times as well but I wasn't great company and besides these
were few and far between since Kay was arranging for a string of visitors
every week.  Thankfully Tyler wasn't around so we were spared him but we
were both concerned about our holiday because we had already had a
confirmation of a change of the booking and Tyler's name now appeared on it
as well.

   My credit card bills were spiralling and many of the purchases looked
worrying but I didn't share my concerns with Amy not that we were speaking
much since she was having sex with other men most nights followed
immediately by a shower and sleep in our locked bedroom.

   Then two days before our trip Kay came into my office and told me that
we didn't need to pack as it would be taken care of on the morning.  She
added that Tyler would handle the passports and money etc.  I was then
asked to surrender all my cards to her until after our return which I
reluctantly did.  She also mentioned that Tyler would still expect Amy to
dress the way he liked while we were away and for me to perform my duties.
She also added that we had some games for the holiday whatever that meant.

   The day of the trip Emma and Kay arrived with Tyler and after a brief
chat during which the women teased me about how Tyler was going to be Amy's
boyfriend for the trip, they made us both strip and then after my `duties'
Tyler made love to Amy.  She wasn't very happy about the audience and for
once didn't climax but he did and then we sat on the edge of the bed as
Emma handed us the clothes we were wearing to travel.

   I had a T shirt and my cut-offs with a pair of soft shoes but no
underwear while Amy had a pair of tiny knickers and a really loose short
summer dress that was revealing and really a beach dress to be worn over
swimwear.  We had no choice so put them on and then Amy was instructed to
fix her makeup which meant she ended up with ruby lips and nails plus lots
of eye shadow and liner.  She was a little upset that her sex was wet and
leaking cum but she was told not to wipe herself.

   We travelled in the car to the airport, Amy with Tyler constantly
touching and rubbing her as Emma kept looking back and making base comments
about how much of a slut Amy looked but that of course I'd be used to it by
the time we returned.

   Check-in was probably about as low as I'd felt to that point: Tyler
handed over the passports and told the air-hostess with a grin that he was
Tyler and this was his girlfriend Amy Wright and I was her husband.  The
look on the woman's face was simply dreadful, she looked an my wife's
slutty appearance and then Tyler and shook her head then the whole event
was made worse by the fact that Tyler arranged for he and Amy to sit near
the front by a window while I sat at the back in an aisle seat.  I had no
money, nor anything to read so apart from watching a lame film all I could
do was eat the standard airline food then sit and stare down the cabin.

   The same hostess had given me several looks; a cross between pity and
disgust during the flight and barely spoke to me when she passed with
drinks.  After two to three hours into the flight Amy visited the toilet at
the rear then upon her return she crouched down and said in a low voice; "A
present from Tyler" before handing me her soiled knickers.  I watched her
walking back self-consciously to her seat before I stuffed them into my
pocket, wondering how much worse the trip would get.

   The taxi ride to the apartment was long and depressing as I had to sit
up front while my wife and Tyler were in the back.  The occasional squeaks
from Amy were reminders that Tyler was still abusing her body.

   The tour rep greeted us and showed us to the apartment but thankfully
left quickly before Tyler had the opportunity to tell him about the
sleeping arrangements which meant Amy sharing the bedroom with him while I
was to sleep on the put-me-up in the other room when I wasn't watching him
sex my wife.

   Once inside I was ordered to lubricate her again then I sat as he banged
away at Amy until he came.  She had a small climax but nothing big this
time and seemed relieved when it was over.  It was now getting on for nine
at night so Tyler insisted we unpack and then go out.

   It was then we found out just how difficult the two weeks were going to
be: I had no other clothes except those I stood in while Emma's wardrobe
was outrageous.
Apart from a number of gossamer thin dresses and equally scant knickers
the other clothes were blatant and shocking.  The swimming costume was just
a series of straps while the bikini consisted of a thong and a bra top that
was designed to only cover the nipples with two tiny triangles.  She had
two pairs of shorts; one was stretched ultra tight Lycra while the other

while also very tight exposed her arse cheeks almost entirely.

   Then there were two T-shirts: one had a BBC motif over her right breast
while the other said; `It's a black and white world' and had an interracial
cartoon couple kissing.  They weren't the only clothing with motifs she had
three pairs of kickers one also had the same motif as the first T-shirt
while the other two were the same with `I love BBC' the love being a heart.
I looked at these and felt really upset.  I just hoped the BBC motif wasn't
that recognisable as an interracial proclamation but I guess since she
would be with Tyler it didn't matter that much.

   Besides all of those there were a few other items but the one I can also
remember was a black body stocking which unlike the one we had at home
covered her from neck to toes in black nylon.

   However also in `our' case we found a number of sex items; there was a
huge black vibrator along with a couple of other smaller ones, a set of
duo-balls, several nipple shields with various designs, a `toy' vagina, a
butt plug, a packet of condoms and a couple of sheets of temporary tattoos.

   As the enormity of our plight sank in Tyler sat back and explained that
Kay felt I didn't need any other clothing and that Amy should be proud to
show off her body especially as he didn't intend to let her wash off any of
the signs of her passion.

   We went out to eat fifteen minutes later Amy dressing in the BBC motif
T-shirt and matching knickers and heels.  The shirt came about three inches
below her crotch which meant she showed her knickers when she was sitting
unless she kept her legs together, which of course she was never allowed to
do and I could have died with shame.

   After a meal and drinks we found a disco that allowed us in and Tyler
insisted Amy dance with him.  After a few minutes she allowed Tyler to kiss
and fondle her and this continued for ages.  We stood drinking his arm
about my wife him chatting loudly about what a sexy woman my wife was and
how passionate she became in bed.  Those about us cottoned on to what was
happening and we left later that night to very choice comments.

   It was around half-one in the morning so a little quieter than before
and two hundred metres away from the club Tyler insisted Amy stop and
remove her knickers then pass them to me.  She then walked home stopping
occasionally for Tyler to finger her as they kissed.

   It was upsetting to see that now drunk and having been petted on and off
for hours Amy was seemingly at ease when he held and kissed her.  Once in
the apartment I sat and watched him make love my wife who was quickly into
her first climax and then had several more while clinging to him as he
fucked her.  It was probably the most enthusiastic I'd ever seem her with
any man and after it finished she turned to look at me and simply gave me a
`sorry but I couldn't help myself' look..

   I was up around eight and then sat drinking a coffee with little to do
until I heard Amy moaning as Tyler began to use her for the second time
that morning.  They emerged around ten Amy now wearing a pair of the
ridiculously tight shorts which were already staining at the crotch as
Tyler's cum began to seep out of her gaping sex.

   She sat on the small balcony trying to dry the mark in the morning sun
as our tormentor took a shower then informed us it was time for the beach.
After I finished my task of rubbing sun-cream all over Amy she dressed in a
tiny costume then we went down to the sand where we lay for an hour or so.
We had a drink at a bar then we went back to the apartment where I pushed
lubricant into Amy's already slimy hole before Tyler got her to ride him
for ages until he came.  My wife climaxed at least three times and the look
of guilt on her face was depressing as it meant her passion had been real.

   I grabbed a nap then we were out again with Amy in her scant bikini. 
Tyler made a great play of making us walk together as a threesome then
grabbing and kissing Amy so that people could see she was obviously his
lover.

   It was three days later that Tyler booked us onto a trip to some ruins.
He booked us under the names of Tyler, Amy and Amy's husband but then made
the operator and those around us aware that he was banging my wife.  I
endured a day of humiliation and shame and felt very low that night when
after watching Amy submit to him enthusiastically again I left to sleep in
the main room.

   That morning Tyler got me to use the large vibrator on my wife and after
Amy had a climax I put in a pair of nipple shields that had Black Cock
whore written in tiny letters around them.  Then Tyler insisted I put a
couple of the temporary tattoos on Amy.

   The first one was the ace of spades that went high on her right breast,
it looked conspicuous but of course not that many people would realise what
it implied although Tyler made me aware.  The second was just obscene and I
had to apply it low on Amy's left hip.  It said `Black Cock Whore'.  Amy
begged him not to put it on her but he said that she had to keep it for the
day.

   The trip to the beach was an unhappy one for us as I had to walk with my
wife, arm around her in the tiny bikini her left hip proclaiming her sexual
preferences.  Some people saw it and one or two stared at her on the beach
then that evening she was in one of the flimsy dresses, thong and heels as
we went to a club.  I wasn't let in and with no money for a taxi I had to
either wait for several hours or walk home, which I chose to do getting in
around eleven.  I lay awake until a taxi pulled up and I heard Tyler
chatting.  It was as the key hit the lock I became aware of another male
voice.

   The other voice belonged to a young man possibly still only a teenager.
He was quite short and rather fat but like Tyler he was ebony black.  Tyler
introduced me as Amy's husband and the teenager looked at me for a second
then shook my hand grinning as he realised that he really was going to fuck
my wife.  Tyler handed him a condom then escorted him to the bedroom
ushering me in as well.

   Amy removed her clothes then lay compliantly as always as the boy had
her.  He only lasted a few minutes but on Tyler's instruction she blew the
guy until he was hard again then rolled on another condom and they did it
again.  After the teenager left Tyler had Amy before I was again thrown
out.

   The following day Amy had to wear the butt plug around the apartment for
the morning then one of the small vibrators inside her as we went to the
local supermarket.  She was in some distress as she climaxed in the middle
of the store especially as she wasn't allowed to remove it.

   Then that afternoon after Tyler had sex with her again I was ordered to
`fuck' the fake vagina as Amy held it.  It was of course humiliating
especially as she was ordered to give a constant stream of abuse along the
lines of this being the appropriate sex for me and all I was good for.

   Tyler insisted we go back to the first disco one evening where he wanted
us to find a black guy for Amy to fuck.  It wasn't that simple but after a
few hours Amy finally noticed a man who was with friends but clearly
looking for a dance partner.  As instructed after several stiff drinks I
steeled myself and approached him then asked him if he'd like to dance with
my wife.  He looked at me as if I was mad but upon seeing Amy dressed so
provocatively he went over and that was that.  They were dancing for about
an hour before she came to me and said that she wanted to go back to our
apartment with the man and wanted to have sex with him.

   Obviously this was all staged but the guy didn't realise it and was
blown away as I consented and we walked home then I sat and watched as the
guy had her for about fifteen minutes before he dressed and left.

   To our surprise Tyler didn't reappear that evening and when he did in
the early hours of the next day it was with another woman.  He told us she
was also on holiday and that he was going to spend time with her for a few
days.  So bizarrely the last three nights were spent without Tyler but the
first night he got Amy to go with him alone to the same club as he and his
holiday romance then instructed her to pick someone up and bring him back
to the apartment.

   She seemingly found this depressingly easy to do and despite Tyler's
absence she still appeared drunkenly with a black guy who, she willingly
(and noisily) had sex with for most of the night.  The next day Tyler
returned and got me to put on some other tattoos which again were very
crude: `Blacks Only' above her sex and another ace of spades in the small
of her back.
That day he disappeared to return in the afternoon and made me use the
big vibrator on Amy until she was close to an orgasm then insisted we go to
the local beach bar.  Amy's tiny bikini showed the tattoo and after several
of the patrons had got a good look one of them, a Latino looking guy asked
her straight out if she wanted some sexing.  Thankfully Amy declined but
did so in a very easy way suggesting she wasn't in the mood that day.  That
night we actually had the evening off and at Amy's request went to bed

early although of course without any intimacy between us.

   The last full day there Tyler had Amy in one of the almost-transparent
dresses and her now very soiled BBC knickers when we went for lunch.  It
was after he'd petted her blatantly throughout and got very drunk he
announced he was going to do her there and then and to my utter horror he
told Amy to mount him.

   She obviously refused and that was when he got angry and stormed off, us
in his wake.  Back in the apartment he phoned Kay who then spoke to me with
a light tone: "Hi David, I hear you wife has been quite compliant until
today.  Such a shame, still I guess she can't be expected to do everything
that man asks of her especially as I can hear he'd very drunk.  I suppose
we need to meat out some punishment and it's either Amy's virgin arse or an
anonymous letter to one of Emma's distraught schoolmates."

   I protested but she cut me off and said to put Amy on and after a short
conversation my wife hung up the phone then suddenly removed her knickers
and turned to Tyler and said Ok but David needs to lubricate me first.

   He laughed and slapped me on the back then said I needed to do my best.
I crammed as much gel inside her as I could but we both knew that Tyler was
probably too big anyway.

   Then it began; Amy was in agony from the start and I was in fear.  Tyler
worked and worked until finally he got about half of it in her, she was
distraught but when he began to go at it properly she couldn't stop crying
with the pain.  Somehow he slowly went in deeper and deeper, Amy in agony
trying to just let it happen although she was near to total hysteria. 
Finally Tyler was fully inserted and he began to work at her.  Blood was
around her anus where the skin split but he just grinned and managed to get
a bit of rhythm going.

   The torture continued for about twenty minute before he came and finally
pulled out of her leaving Amy's anus wide open and damaged.  Amy was still
in some pain and when she tried to get up was clearly hurting a lot.  Tyler
then said we needed to go to the beach so after about ten minutes during
which blood and cum leaked from my wife's hole she got up and went to
change.

   "No, you look lovely as you are." He said coldly so after a pee she
walked out of our apartment and down to the beach, her bare pussy only a
few inches from exposure, blood and cum stains on the back of the thin
dress and over her thighs.

   I suppose she might have been arrested or something if she'd actually
walked on the beach in her virtually see-through dress so just before we
took the final turn to the beach Tyler pulled her down a side alley and
handed her a thong which she gratefully put on.  Amy still looked a mess
but she was at least legal so after a brief stop on the beach we returned
back at the apartment where Amy gratefully had an afternoon nap.

   On the flight home Amy arrived by my seat, her sex bare, open and
leaking, clearly visible to the whole row and the guy in the seat on the
opposite side.  She then informed me that Tyler had `made her a member of
the `mile-high club'.  I wanted to die of shame as the other passengers
overheard what she said and could see the evidence.  I sat red faced and
humiliated for the next two hours trying not to make eye contact with
anyone else.

   After Kay picked us up at the airport I was forced to watch Tyler take
Amy yet again before they eventually left us alone.  My wife rushed to the
shower and spent ages in there finally coming out looking tired but clean.
"Your turn." She said and after I washed, I gratefully changed at last into
different and clean clothes.

   Amy made us both a cup of coffee then sat and looked at me.  "David that
was the most sordid thing I've ever endured." Then she fixed me with a
stare.  "It has got so out of control I don't know how I can carry on.  I
almost feel like going to the police myself!  I mean how can we go on if
things don't improve?" She smiled a weak smile.  "I suppose we have to tell
everyone we had a nice time, ok?" I agreed but suggested that whilst the
immediate future was likely to be unpleasant and probably degrading we'd
hit rock bottom.

   Amy shook her head.  "You're forgetting that girl.  If we end up in
prison then it would get a lot worse!" She was right of course so there was
nothing I could say.

   Amy unpacked and holding up the newly acquired clothes said she best
wash them as she would undoubtedly have to use them again, a rather
depressing thought.  We sat and watched TV but both fell quickly into an
exhausted sleep on the sofa so finally crawled off to bed although sadly
Amy locked me out as usual.

   The following morning Amy apologised again about the holiday and some of
her excessive enthusiasm but then went on to say the anal sex had been the
most distressing and humiliating event of her life.  I then said the `mile
high' event had been mine.  Amy smiled at this and said she was really
sorry about having announced it in front of the other passengers but Tyler
had insisted since he was really proud and also was listening out to make
sure she told me.

   I don't know what I expected upon our return but Kay phoned that day and
told us to be at her house that evening with Amy dressed as a `slut'.  We
arrived, her in a short dress, stockings, heels and a thong plus the usual
ruby lips and heavy make-up and then waited in the lounge as several people
came to the house.  Soon there were a whole gathering of black men sitting
drinking in the kitchen and around us in the lounge most devouring Amy with
their eyes.  I was really scared about the whole scene as it seemed clear
that Amy was about to suffer some form of gang-bang.

   Kay came in and escorted us to the main bedroom where to our surprise we
met another white couple.  The woman was dressed in a white mini dress that
was too short to cover her bare sex and white stockings with heels.  She
was several inches taller than Amy and had much larger breasts but was
equally as pretty as my wife.

   Kay introduced them as Corrine and Mark then told us that tonight was a
very special evening because the woman was going to have sex with all the
men in the house.  The woman looked nervous while the guy looked almost
sick.  With a nod from Kay the woman stepped towards the bed and lay down.
Her husband then sat on a chair to the end.

   "Amy I thought you could get our guests ready for Corrine," Kay said
giving me an ugly grin.  "A quick blow-job to make sure they are nice and
hard but I'll let you help out if Corrine begins to struggle."

   Amy looked at me with concern but went over as directed and knelt on a
large cushion at the end of the bed while the husband sat looked straight
at his wife's pouting, shaved hole.  I glanced at Corrine whose resolve was
beginning to crack, a look of alarm on her face..

   Corrine was then taken aggressively by the first man who didn't wait for
Amy to assist him.  In fact for some time Amy had little to do except watch
as the men used and abused the other woman.  Corrine, who had been ordered
to hold each lover close, was very passive at first although she did wrap
her legs around the men but somewhat surprisingly, given what was happening
she reached several climaxes to the further distress of Mark.

   Kay and Ruth took it in turns directing the traffic but then later that
evening Ruth suddenly stopped a man mid-flow because Corrine was not moving
at all beneath him and stating that Amy must be `gagging for it' she
ordered my wife to lie next to the other woman.  She was ordered to remove
her thong and `have fun' so the man simply moved over to my wife and had
sex with her instead although Amy was equally unresponsive at first until
Ruth suggested she step it up a bit.  Corrine was allowed to visit the
toilet so the next man was also asked to fuck Amy but then normal service
was resumed.

   It was sometime later on a huge man appeared and after Amy sucked him
until his massive cock was rock hard he fucked the woman for simply ages
which to my great surprise gave the woman several very vocal climaxes.

   He lay there his monster cock left inside her for ages, then he ordered
Amy onto the bed and moving to one side he got her to suck him for about
ten minutes until he was hard again then pushed back into Corrine and they
made love again.

   The woman was wrapped about him and came again before her lover did for
a second time.  It was only after this that he finally let another man have
his turn with Corrine.  Amy was called upon once more to `help' but soon it
was over and Corrine was left finally alone.

   Then to my horror just as I thought we were finally about to go home the
big guy returned to the bedroom and seeing Corrine lying exhausted in the
arms of Mark simply picked Amy by the wrist instead and led her away while
all I could do was watch.

   Kay made me wait for a while then took me to the spare room door which
she opened a crack and I could just see Amy being ridden by this hung man.
She was already sweaty and one look made me realise that she was really
enjoying him.

   I was still naked so Kay grabbed my cock and wanked me in time with my
wife's movements.  "Greg is a bit of an animal but she seems to like him.
As Mark will tell you he is one of those men who can never get enough. 
Come on lets sit and you will see what I mean."

   So we went in and sat reluctantly witnessing the guy taking Amy; Kay
played with me on and off until I finally came at the same time as my wife,
her climax intense and long.  We were allowed to leave after this and drove
home in silence.

   Amy showered as usual then went to bed that night but although she shut
the door she didn't lock it.  I debated trying to sleep in my own bed for a
change but decided against it and used the spare room.

   The following morning Amy woke me with a coffee and toast then said she
wanted to talk with me downstairs after I was up and dressed.  I had a
shave and got ready then came down to find her in the kitchen.  I was a
little surprised at her apparel but rightly surmised that Kay had devised
some new debasement for us that day as a prelude to my return to work.

   I sat looking at my beautiful petite wife dressed in the tight Lycra
shorts that were like a second skin and showed her camel-toe all too
clearly.  She also wore a short top that exposed her bare midriff and added
to her over-sexy look.

   "Kay wants me to `enjoy a night like that" She said shaking her head. 
"I'd tell her to we've had enough but there isn't really an alternative."
She took a breath.

   "Look David," She said finally.  "You've witnessed some awful things and
I've been subjected to most of them.  Now while I don't want to have
another two weeks like Crete, it was so awful that I think both of us would
have liked nothing better than to curl up and die, if that girl is pregnant
then we are lost.  I've come to the conclusion that Kay might never tire of
this humiliation." She looked at me apologetically then took another deep
breath.

   "I was awake most of the night thinking it over.  I can't pretend any
longer that I don't enjoy the sex.  I don't want to hurt you but I think I
need to be honest: Sometimes, well often, I'm going to have a climax and
most times I will actually enjoy the man I'm with deeply.  It doesn't mean
I don't love you but we need to be truthful about it."

   As if to prove the point Tyler came over that morning and Amy was like a
bitch on heat.  She climaxed several times and was hanging all over him. 
She even asked him to take her up to bed mid-afternoon which was probably
the most depressing thing that had happened throughout the past two weeks.

   She explained it away as her way of trying to stop Tyler thinking up new
ways to humiliate me but it was weak and the yelling and swearing that
filled the house as they made love told a different story.

   The following day I went to work and dealt with questions about my
holiday but Amy called about eleven and told me that I needed to be home
for lunch at 1pm.  I arrive shortly before a young black guy swaggered to
the door and I let him in.  This time Amy was dressed in one of the flimsy
summer dresses and nothing else.  She embraced him and said she was really
pleased to see him then we went to our bedroom where she lay with him and
then called over and for the first time ever suggested I masturbate in time
with her man as he pleased her.

   Amy was on fire and didn't bother to hide the fact that she climaxed
several times.  She held nothing back and was very vocal urging the man to
cum big when he ejaculated.  Despite it all I came myself but felt really
guilty, however once the guy left Amy actually gave me a big kiss before
pointing out I was a little late for work.

   That night a man who must have been in his sixties appeared yet despite
looking shabby and also being significantly overweight Amy made love to him
as if he was a God.  I chose not to play with myself at first, despite her
encouragement but towards the end when Amy was wrapped about him mewing
like a cat I felt a stir and shamefully I did play withl myself although I
hadn't cum before the man did.  The guy left just after ten having filled
the condom very fully.  Amy picked it up and said with a grin.  "Blimey
that would have been dripping out of me for the rest of the week!"

   It was clear that a conscious change had come over my wife and three of
the following four nights were the same with Amy enthusiastically lying
with the men sent over.  I played with myself twice and came both times.  I
felt even more humiliated when I came just as Amy looked me in the eye and
urged the large elderly Asian man she was being taken by to `fill her white
pussy in a way her man never could."

   After he'd gone I asked her why.  "To be truthful I really get off
seeing you playing with yourself while I, your wife am being used by a
strange black man."

   "But why still refuse to even kiss me?" I said for the hundredth time.
She looked at me strangely then took a breath.

   "David, it's what really turns me on." She finally confessed.  "I love
the fact that over the past few months I've been taken by dozens of nasty
black men.  I love the fact that they run their hands over my body, they
pet me, kiss me and fuck me yet you can't even touch me.  I get so hot
knowing that a stranger will be visiting me and I will let him use my body
and allow him to empty his seed inside me, if he wants, while all you can
do is watch."

   I shook my head and she looked sad.  "I still love you.  I know it sound
stupid but I do and a lot." There was nothing I could say to this.

   It was the following Wednesday that we got a call from Kay that my
wife's own gang-bang was organised.  That Saturday we arrived with Amy
dressed in a body stocking that exposed her crotch and breasts but covered
the rest of her body.  She had quite a growth of hair between hr legs which
I was immediately instructed to remove and then I was ordered to suck her
pussy.  She was really wet and excited and climaxed within minutes.

   During this event Mark and Corrine appeared and after I'd finished Ruth
ordered me to sit in the chair while Corrine got on her knees.  My heart
was beating hard I waited until the first black man came in.  he was very
big, much more so than any Corrine had been subject to and he got on and
began to fuck Amy with strong powerful strokes.  My wife wrapped herself
about him and started to urge him on telling him she loved his cock.  She
crashed to a climax then he did.

   The next man entered; he was also big but in a grossly fat way and poor
Amy was smothered by him.  He lasted a very short time and Amy didn't seem
to enjoy it much but the next man, who was also fat was able to bring my
wife off easily.

   Five in and Ray, the Guy who had taken both Amy and Corrine numerous
times, entered and he used Amy hard for about thirty minutes.  She climaxed
several times before he erupted then like he did with Corrine he got her to
blow him before using Amy again.

   The men went on and on then Ray reappeared and fucked Amy for another
thirty minutes after which she endured two more men before it was over. 
She rested while Ruth clicking away with her camera capturing her
grotesquely gaping hole.

   Corrine came over to me and asked me to come with her.  I glanced at Amy
who seemed to be asleep and noticed that Mark wasn't around.  She took me
to the spare room and closing the door she was all over me.  She had sucked
a few men so her breath smelled a bit but to be honest I was fit to bust so
when she broke away and said she wanted to make love to me that's what we
did.  To hell with my wife!  I came as she wrapped her legs about me and
whispered that she was sorry about my wife.

   I responded that I was sorry for her but she smiled and said that Mark
was impotent so although what Kay got her to do was animalistic and
debasing it was her only sexual relief.

   Amy was quite relaxed despite being sent home in just the body stocking
and happily slept in it unwashed as instructed by Kay.  I pointed out that
she could fake it but she shook her head.  It was clear that although too
exhausted to do anything further she was turned on still displaying the
evidence of her gang-bang.

   The following week Amy had a different man every night.  All of them
were treated with enthusiasm by my wife and she appeared to climax with
each lover.  The man, a forty something jet black Somalian, who arrived
Saturday night seemed never to tire and brought Amy to a string of orgasms
before he finally came in the early hours of the morning.  He stayed over
and didn't leave until the early hours of Monday morning having spent most
of the previous 30 hours inside my wife.

   Amy had only one free night then next week and then that Sunday Tyler
visited and after witnessing my wife dress in the BBC T-shirt and knickers
plus the normal over-application of make-up he took her on the lounge floor
as she begged him to fuck her.

   Kay never seemed to find it any problem sending a stream of black men to
our house and over the next three months my wife went with four or five men
every week.  She dressed in her usual understated way; pretty dresses and
skirts with minimal, if any makeup and I have to say not once did she look
anything other than sweet and even slightly innocent.  She was now always
very enthusiastic with them and it was only if the man was extremely
premature did she fail to have at least one climax.

   She had started to become extremely vocal about her needs when they
arrived telling all of them that we shared the same desires; her to have
sex with a black man and me to watch.  She was happy for many of them to go
bareback and given the way she looked many were only too willing to sample
her without a condom.

   Tyler visited us every few weeks and as always I shaved Amy and worked
lubricant into her (not that she needed it she was always dripping) before
they coupled.  My wife was a complete slut with him, not only in the way
she dressed but also her loud orgasms and pleas for him to get deeper and
to cum big.

   So the months went by until we reached the Christmas period.  It was
during the week before that Kay invited us over for a party at her house.
Amy was dressed in a short black dress, hold-ups, heels and had a temporary
`black cock only' tattoo on her sex.  She looked really sexy but not quite
as outrageous as some times in the past.

   We'd not heard anything more about Emma's alleged friend but as we
entered the party we were introduced to the girl who was clearly very
pregnant.  Kay then whispered that she had another surprise for us and
added that if the girl wasn't t find out about her mystery babies parentage
then Amy and I had to `play ball'.

   The place was full of my work colleagues and I had a sickening sense
that things would get ugly and so it proved.  Tyler appeared and after a
little hesitation Amy danced with him.  Of course what this meant was he
was soon holding her close and running his large black hands over her body.
Then with everyone aware of what was happening he kissed her deeply before
taking her to a sofa where they began to make out.

   Obviously everyone pretended to carry on dancing and chatting but all
eyes were on my wife as she allowed him to push up her dress until with her
legs apart they witnessed her bare sex and interracial proclamation.  I was
forced to remain in the room with Emma as Amy was petted then she escorted
Tyler up the stairs.  Emma waited for around fifteen minutes as people gave
me various looks then she led me to the spare room where the bed had been
moved so it was on view through the open doorway from the hall.  Three of
my employees were standing watching as Tyler pounded Amy who was bucking
and writhing under him, urging him very loudly to cum in her married white
pussy.

   The group looked at me and gave a knowing smile then melted away as Emma
dragged me into the room where she sat me next to the bed and got me to
pull my cock as my wife fucked.  It was nearly twenty minutes later when
Amy gave a cry and she and Tyler had a very huge mutual climax.  To my
utter shame half a dozen people witnessed this and a few actually clapped
(led by Kay) as Amy lay entwined with her lover kissing him and massaging
his back.  That was when Amy turned to me and said she was sorry, but it
was much too late for sorry.

   So now work knew that my wife was having sex with a huge black man and
worse Kay then began to spread the message that my wife' preference for
black men meant she was constantly having sex with strangers.  If I thought
there was any chance that people would disbelieve this she made damn
certain they couldn't by sending over three men one day then making sure
she was at my house with two of her nursing colleagues as they entertained
Amy.

   From then on my work life was hell.  People would talk openly about Amy
and her behaviour in the most graphic and antagonistic manner.  There was
even a meeting with some of the team during which a black patient was
mentioned and one of the staff made a remark about the fact that he was
local so would have almost certainly screwed Amy at least once.

   What could I do?  Admonish them for talking about my wife?  It would
just have made matters worse so of course I tried to ignore it.  But Kay
and Ruth continued to tell lured stories abut Amy and then just when I
thought things had reached rock bottom Ruth produced a DVD with hundreds
and hundreds of pictures of Amy having sex with men which she claimed to
have `found' on my desk at work.  It was passed around the office freely
after that and I believe pretty soon it was being copied.

   Of course now that Amy had more or less resigned herself to the
lifestyle she didn't seem to care that much about her activities being
public knowledge.  As she had mentioned several times our neighbours saw
black men visiting her all the time so could be in no doubt what she was
involved in.

   Then she became ill; it was nothing to do with the sex but she was quite
ill for several months so Amy saw no other men for quite a time and
eventually refused to go back to accepting them when Kay wanted her to
resume.  Thankfully Kay accepted this; our health comes first after all, so
she stopped the whole thing completely although Tyler still came visiting
and Amy was happy to let him into her bed.

   It is strange but I still love Amy so much; only a few weeks ago we went
out for our wedding anniversary and had a genuinely lovely evening.  She
looked the sweet innocent woman I married and it was only the fact that
under her pretty dress her now permanently tattooed sex was gaping after an
afternoon of sex with Tyler which showed looks are deceiving.  I guess it
could be a lot worse as we started making love again that evening and she
has sworn even Tyler will not be allowed in anymore.