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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- The Telephone Call (M+/F, wife, beast, rp, v, intr, gb) By MercySlayer (mercyslayer@yahoo.com) *** Pretty wife is waylayed while on her way to a romantic sexual encounter with her husband during the middle of the day. *** Veronica glanced at the rearview mirror to check her appearance. At 35 she knew she was still very attractive. She had kept herself in shape, running and dieting. She weighed just over 120 pounds, with large 38D breast that were very firm with no sag at all. That was why her husband, Mike, wanted to meet her today at a secluded Bed and Breakfast for a little afternoon excitement. Even after 10 years of marriage, he was always wanting to do something a little daring. Generally, she would not take off from work for this sort of thing, but she was feeling very sexy today. When Mike called, her breast tingled with excitement and she could feel the moisture between her legs in anticipation of what was to come. She smoothed her skirt and again looked in the mirror. Her hair was pulled behind her ears; she had applied a little extra makeup for affect, including red lipstick that Mike liked so well. Even though she had been at work, she felt she looked great in the tan, A-line skirt, white blouse, and jacket. Professional, but with the white thongs, sheer bra, and thigh-high hose underneath, sexy enough to send a clear message to her husband, "I want you." Veronica was unsure about the directions. She had thought Mike had said to turn right, but now as her car winded down the secluded highway, she was unsure. He had said it would only take an hour from town, and it had already been over that. Unsure, Veronica searched for a place to call Mike and clarify how to get to where he was. She saw the restaurant up ahead and decided that they probably had a phone, and she would pull over and call. Already late as she pulled into the gravel parking lot, Veronica, in a hurry did not noticed the line of Harleys parked just to the side of the building. She rushed through the door, spotted the pay phone near the restrooms and rush to call Mike. After re-writing the directions, she told him she would see him in half an hour, and hung up the phone. She was startled as she turned and saw two men blocking her path to the door. One was over six feet tall with a scruffy beard and tattoos up and down both arms. The other was not as tall, but fat, with a huge beer belly and greased stained shirt and jeans. She mumbled an "Excuse me" and tried to move past the two men. She winced as the larger one grabbed her arm and pulled her behind him. She protested loudly and she was forced to follow him toward another man sitting at the bar. Veronica then became aware of her surroundings. There must have been at least 40 men and 10 women in the restaurant, all with various tattoos, chains, greased stained jeans, and lustful looks in their eyes. Veronica began to beg the man with the type grip on her arm to let her go, that her husband was waiting for her. The man said nothing as he pulled her face to face with the Joshua, the man at the bar. She quickly decided that he must be leader, as he demanded to know who had given her permission to enter the lair of "Satan's Pets." She quickly explained her situation of being lost and the need to use the phone and was promptly backhanded across the face by the leader. As the ringing clear in her ears, She could hear the roar of approval in the background. Veronica was told to keep quiet and that a " duty" must be paid for trespassing. Veronica quickly opened her wallet and took out all of her money, almost 500 dollars and handed it to Joshua. She looked in horror as he laughed and informed her that 500 dollars was not even close, that to leave, she needed to pay more. She offered credit cards, and foolishly a check for any amount to be allowed to leave, but Joshua just continued to laugh. He asked the crowd that had now gathered around her -- what he should do. She could not believe the vile, sexual acts being offered as payment. Finally, Joshua held up his hand, and the crowd fell silent. Veronica awaited her fate, fear gripping her to the point of tears. She screamed when she heard the verdict, "sell her clothes." She was grabbed by strong hands and pulled to a small area used for a dance floor. She tried to hold on the her jacket as it was pulled over her arms, then the bidding on her blouse, became furious. It was quickly gone, as was her skirt leaving her standing in thongs and bra. Veronica tried to surge toward the door, but was quickly pulled back and her bra pulled from her leaving her 38D breast cool in the air, nipples erect from the fear of her fate. The crowd cheered and chanted for her thongs. She tried to cover her breast, but was hoisted over the shoulder of the large man who first grabbed her. This left her ass and cunt in the thong exposed to the crowd as the bidding reached a fever pitch. Finally, someone had won and Veronica struggled as she felt the someone tugging at the waistband of her thongs and with one pulled, they were gone. She sunk to the floor and tried to cover her breast and cunt. She now wished she had not kept it shaved for Mike as this seems to spur the crowd into more of a frenzy. She sobbed as the vile suggestions continued. Joshua poked at her on the floor with his boot and explained that she had not raised enough money to pay her "duty" for trespassing. Veronica's sobs turned into wails as she was pulled to her feet and her hands tied together. She struggled with little affect as a rope then pulled her arms over her head and she was pulled into the air until her feet were barely touching the floor. Then a rope was attached to each leg and they were pulled wide apart. She realized she may not get out of this situation alive. She hung, naked, suspended in the air, her breast rising and falling with each sob. She could feel the cool air on her naked cunt and ass and her situation seemed desperate as the men and women gathered around her. She just hung her head as Joshua announced the price for her cunt, double for her ass, and the tits were free. The men began to line up in front and back. She felt her cunt stabbed first as her tits were grabbed and pulled. Dirty hands pulled her hard onto his cock and at the same time painfully spread her ass cheeks to allow double penetration. Veronica's screams became loud as she felt the first cock in her ass. She thought she would be split in half as she could feel the two cocks touching, separated by just a thin layer of tissue. After the third or fourth doubling fucking, Veronica lost consciousness. When she awoke, the restaurant was almost empty. She still hung from the rope. She could feel the pain in her ass and cunt with the buckets of cum and blood dripping from both. She looked down at her ravaged body and began to sob as she saw the rings in both nipples and through her cunt lips. Joshua walked up to her and flick lit cigarette butt at her right breast. She looked at him and her sobs turned into screams as Joshua told her that she did not make enough money, and that, with regret, he had sold her to a rival motorcycle gang. Just then Veronica saw the large black man paying another man and walking toward her. She twisted against the ropes as she realized the worse was yet to come. Veronica began begging, "Please, please, no more," as the giant black man approached her. How could she have been so foolish to enter the bar without noticing the motorcycles? Now she hung, naked with her nipples and cunt pierced with rings trembling as he approached. Her mind could not comprehend that she had just been sold, like that, to the black man, just like a piece of meat. Veronica's ass and cunt ached from the ravage fucking that had received from all of the gang members. She had lost track of time after she passed out. She could dimly see light outside a window and knew it must be morning. The black man slapped her hard across the face and ordered her to wake up. Veronica looked at him through her tears. He was at least six feet, eight inches tall with massive arms that hung at his side. He worn leather pants and just a vest that revealed a muscular chest. She tried to escape his touch as he reached for her. This resulted in another slap across her face and he informed her his name was Vic and that she was his "property" now. Vic produced a dog collar about an inch thick and quickly placed it around Veronica's neck and clamped it shut. As a final security, he placed a lock through the clamped to insure she could not remove it. She hung, lifeless, defeated while Vic applied the collar and attached a leather leash to the end of it. Vic jerked the leash bringing Veronica to life that again struggled to move away. Before she could jerk away, Vic tightened his grip of the leash so that Veronica was essentially immobilized between her arms and the leash. She had not realized that he had a riding crop in his other hand until she felt the sting across her thighs. Vic began to hit her across her thighs repeatedly raising whelps. She danced on her toes trying to escape the lashes and begging him to stop. Vic repeatedly asked Veronica if she was going to continue to resist or do as she was told. She finally relented and screamed she would do anything he asked, anything to stop the beating. Vic stopped the lashing as quickly has he started, then released Veronica's arms and ordered her on all fours telling her she was his "Bitch" and that she was to act like one. Veronica, although naive, realized that he wanted her to act like a dog, with the leash attached to the collar, she crawled behind Vic sobbing as he led her outside to a waiting van. With each step Veronica's breast swayed and the pain in her nipples reminded her of the rings. She could also feel between her thighs the single ring in her cunt lips. Veronica's mind whirl as she tried to block out what was happening to her. She was in a dazed state as Vic pulled her into the van and told her to start earning her keep by servicing his friends. She looked around and saw the four other black men sitting in the van, pants unzipped and hard cocks waving in the air. They shouted numerous lewd comments to Veronica, each wanting to be first to have their cock sucked by the subdued white woman. The one closest to Veronica grabbed her by the rings in her 38D tits and pulled her to her knees. He then forced her head down to his cock. At first Veronica resisted as the tip pressed against her lips, but strong pressure on the nipple rings and a threat of pulling her nipples off convinced her to do as she was ordered. She slowly opened her mouth and took the hard cock into it. She had never performed oral sex on anyone but her husband, Mike. As Veronica slowly lower her mouth down she felt a hand on the back of her head shoving her completing down. The hard cock went all the way down the back of her throat and she struggled to breath as her head was grabbed on both sides and raise up and down the full length of his cock. Finally she felt his cock grow large in his mouth. She knew what was happening, Mike would also pull out of her mouth, but not this time as her tormentor rammed his cock back down her throat and began to shoot buckets of cum down her throat. She choked and coughed but quickly swallowed all of his cum as her nipple rings were pulled tightly. Before Veronica could catch her breath she was pulled to the next "friend" and the same process repeated. As they drove Veronica sucked each of the four men, plus the driver at least twice. When they were completely spent, Vic pulled her leash to the front of the van where he sat and made her take his cock out and service him. She had not eaten in over 24 hours, she was naked, her cunt and ass sore, and her mouth cracked at the corners from the abuse she had received. She had no more fight left as she slowly pulled Vic's large cock from his pants and begin to suck the entire length waiting for him to use her mouth as a cunt like the others. She had been allowed to rest on the floor of the van after she finished Vic. She awoke when the van stopped. She could not tell where she was at as Vic pulled her leash and led her from the van, again crawling. It was like a carnival atmosphere with several tents and "booths" set up. Vic told Veronica that it was a sex carnival and that they had a booth and she was the star attraction. Veronica hung her head and she was led to a tent. Vic held the riding crop in front of her and reminded Veronica of her promise. To emphasize his point, he struck her across both tits raising a red mark. She only flinched as she was becoming accustomed to the abuse. Vic and quickly attached chains to the rings in Veronica's nipples and attached the other ends to stakes driven into the ground. He attached a similar chain to the ring in her cunt and secured it to ground also. Now Veronica was essentially immobilized on all fours with her ass and cunt toward the front of the tent. If she tried to move, the chains pulled at her tits and cunt. She again began sobbing as she heard Vic barking out that there was "white pussy and ass for 10 bucks" to the carnival goers. She stiffened as she felt the first cock enter her dry ass. She could only brace herself to keep the chains from tearing her nipples and cunt lips as the intruder pounded her ass. Veronica could feel her intestine warm as his cum flowed into her ass and he relaxed and pulled out. She just hung her head and continued to try to brace herself as her cunt was immediately filled. On her knees like she was Veronica had to remain conscious as the assault of her ass and cunt continued for hours. She had lost count of the number of times she had been raped in her holes. Later in the ordeal, they had begun to use her mouth also. Veronica's cunt and ass had been used with such vigor that they now just gaped open and the cum dripped out of both forming a puddle on the ground. Her lips were cracked and blood crusted in the corners of her mouth as she swallowed another load of cum from an unseen and unknown assailant. As darkness fell, the line of men dwindle until the last one had taken Veronica's ass and wanted his money back because she was so "loose." Vic had refused and made Veronica suck the complainer for free. She thought her ordeal was finally over, as Vic released her and allowed her to use a portable toilet to relieve her bladder and bowels. But as she emerged, he again ordered her on all fours, attached the leash and led her to another tent. Inside this tent people were standing in line to be tattooed. Vic said something to the tattoo artist and then pulled Veronica around so that her ass was exposed. She jumped at the first touch of the tattoo needle and Vic quickly slapped her and ordered her to remain still. Beads of sweat broke out of Veronica's forehead as the tattoo continued, the pain almost unbearable. When he finished be ordered Veronica to turn and look at the word "BITCH" tattooed on her right ass cheek in 2-inch letters. She knew she could never return to Mike and her life, as she knew it was over. She resolved herself to being Vic's bitch and followed him on all fours as he led her to a large open arena. She saw that there were at least a 100 people sitting in a makeshift outdoor arena as Vic led her to a barrel in the center. Vic pulled Veronica over the barrel and attached her nipple rings to rings already in the barrel. He did the same with the cunt rings. Once again Veronica was immobilized with her ass and cunt exposed to all these people. This time Veronica did not care; she had resolved herself to a life of humiliation and fucking. She just turned her head to the side and waited for it to arrive. But this time Vic had something different in store for her. She tried to look around when she heard the dogs barking. There behind her were 8 German Shepards all pulling at their leashes for Veronica. She now feared she would be attached as the dogs were released. The first dog reached Veronica and began to sniff her well-used cunt and ass. She tried to move her ass away from his nose, but found the cunt ring too securely anchored her. She was resolved to this fate as she felt the dog crawl up her back and begin humping her until he found his mark in her cunt. She screamed as the tightness on the dog's knot passed into her expanding her sore cunt to new widths. As Veronica screamed, she heard the crowd applauding and realized she was the entertainment for the night. She did not know how she had been deposited on her doorstep. Her last memory was the tearing feeling she had experienced in her ass when the last dog took her. She was covered in an old blanket, the nipple and cunt rings still in place. She began to weep as she felt the tattoo on her ass and struggled into her home. She was so happy her ordeal was over but knew that Mike might not want her. She climbed into the shower and the water burned as it reached the scrapes and cuts on her body. She could not stop weeping as she fingered the nipple rings and felt her swollen cunt lips. As she patted herself dry she heard Mike enter the house. She stiffened as she realized there was nowhere to hide from him. She heard him enter the bedroom and she slowly opened the door. Mike was staring at her, a grin across his face. Her eyes widened, as she suddenly knew what had happened. Mike slapped the riding crop across his leg, shook Vic's hand and thanked him for training his "bitch." END IF YOU ENJOYED THIS STORY AND WANT MORE, GO TO MY WEBSITE /~Kristen/mercy/open.htm PLEASE PROVIDE YOUR COMMENTS AND STORYLINE REQUEST TO mercyslayer@yahoo.com ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. 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