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Contolling Dawn - 5
by Dawn1958 (dawnharvey1958@hotmail.com)

***

The story continued in chapter 5 with more of Dawn's 
sexual exploits. (MF, nc, oral, bi)

***

Author Note: Please email me your suggestions and 
comments. This story was written for a young woman who 
had dreams but no way of expressing them. I hope she 
likes my version.

***

Chapter 5 - Dawn hopes it is the final chapter!

The hours seemed like days and the days seemed like 
weeks. Dawn prayed the ordeal was over and she finally 
had her life back. She lapsed into a dreamland state 
many times trying to find a viable solution for the 
overwhelming dilemma. As the day for Ray's reunion 
drew nearer, Dawn used quiet interludes to go over 
what had transpired during Ray's last blackmail scheme 
two weeks ago. 

Dawn read Ray's letter over and over until she could 
almost recite all of it by heart. Ray had robbed her 
spirit with his shrewd blackmail and now he demanded 
her soul. The man not only wanted her to be unfaithful 
to her husband one more time, but he demanded she tell 
the world about her most intimate and secret emotions.

Ray's plan was well thought out and he outlined 
everything in his letter. He set the date for an 
entire evening of humiliation and rowdy sex, which Ray 
promised would conclude Dawn's blackmail. Then he 
wanted her to write a story about it all. Dawn wasn't 
too sure what Ray meant when he said she was going to 
bikini wrestle with another woman and the loser would 
suffer severe embarrassment at the hands of the 
winner.

When she read Ray's letter, he made it sound like the 
wrestling was a major event and that it would last 
most of the night. Apparently he patterned the 
blackmail encounter after his favorite website, which 
included nude women wrestling. Ray also hinted that 
her husband would love what was to be done to her 
body, which filled her with much anxiety and doubt. 
She imagined what the man meant and nothing she 
thought of seemed very pleasant.

Dawn reached a point in her daydream where she 
contemplated telling the bastard to go to hell. She 
read the letter for the nth time and wondered about 
defying Ray's blackmail demand. Dawn reasoned that she 
owed her family more and her willpower to fight Ray 
increased as time past. She felt awful for putting her 
husband through such an adulterous affair and vowed to 
be stronger.

After Dawn and her husband arrived home after the 
movie theater encounter, she discussed what happened 
with Harvey. They also went over the possible 
scenarios of what might happen if Dawn went on the 
proposed rendezvous Ray had in his letter. Dawn tried 
to tell Harvey everything about Ray's blackmail, right 
from the very first encounter at the Seattle tower 
restaurant. Well almost everything, as the tiny 
details seemed easier to leave out rather than explain 
all of the incriminating acts.

Each day Dawn grew more determined. She eventually 
reached the stage where suffering the humiliating 
consequences seemed more rational than suffering 
through any more of Ray's conniving blackmail 
encounters. After days of worrying, she felt totally 
assured that she could overcome Ray's suffocating 
control.

Then on the morning of the blackmail date, an email 
appeared. Her heart pounded with nervousness when she 
contemplated what Ray might want and she hesitated 
opening the message. Dawn was surprised yet thoroughly 
pleased when all that was in the mail was a link to a 
common story website. She bit her bottom lip and swore 
to be strong. Strong enough to resist any of Ray's 
threats and to finally tell the man she was finished 
with his ruthless harassment.

Dawn clicked on the link and a picture appeared before 
she was ready. She couldn't recall seeing a naughtier 
picture, yet she realized it would certainly get 
worse. The entire screen filled with the sight of a 
naked woman on her hands and knees and then the movie 
clipped started. The woman's chest was uplifted and 
the succulent tits seemed to hang down in almost 
teasing fashion. There was a young looking man, 
possible a teenager, behind the woman and he appeared 
to have his cock buried to the hilt.

She couldn't breathe for the first minute of the 
movie. Thankfully the woman's face was covered with a 
cat mask, but Dawn knew exactly who it was. Horrors of 
all horrors happened about 30 seconds into the clip. 
The male took his cock out and seemed to taunt the 
masked woman. He brazenly rubbed his stellar cock all 
over the top of the woman's butt until he was 
satisfied. Then he pulled back, raking the head of his 
cock through the ass crack, and suddenly rammed his 
cock into her again.

It would take a century for Dawn to forget the 
remaining 30 seconds of the movie. The kneeing 
pussycat rocked backwards into the thrusting young 
stud and her mouth opened wide in majestic fashion. 
Her tongue rolled out of her gapping mouth and 
although there was no sound, it was obvious that she 
screamed out loud. To any innocent viewer, the masked 
woman appeared to be a willing participant and the 
male seemed overly enthused.

Suddenly the woman's head rolled backwards, as someone 
grabbed her hair. The mask shifted and Dawn knew that 
in a scant few seconds the woman's face would be 
displayed to the world. Abruptly the movie ended and 
some writing flashed on the screen. 'People will love 
the movie. Of course no one has to see the rest. No 
one has to know who she is. It is entirely up to you. 
Obey and live happily ever after. Disobey??? And your 
kids will see their mommy become a sex-toy for two 
teenagers.'

Dawn realized her heart was beating so fast that she 
was flushed. Her temperature had risen and it took her 
a couple of minutes to regain enough composure so she 
could breathe normally again. Her confidence had 
virtually disappeared and she merely stared at a blank 
computer screen. Almost in a trance, she deleted the 
movie clip and returned to her email page. Her eyes 
were glazed over, yet she noticed a second email had 
arrived.

She stared at the highlighted incoming mail. It took 
her many seconds before her hand moved and then she 
reluctantly opened the message. She started reading 
and instantly knew all hope was lost. Ray had done it 
again. The dirty bastard was still in control.

'I hope you liked the clip. As you have probably 
guessed, I have many, many more that can be used to 
convince my lovely admirer to do what I ask. I'm 
positive you don't want anyone else to know that 
you've acted like a total slut. From now on, you'll do 
what we have agreed upon, without any hesitation and 
without any goddamn bitching. But if I know my loyal 
Dawn, she is ready!'

Dawn's eyes filled with tears. She cried and it took 
her many minutes before she was able to read more of 
Ray's devastating message. 'I'll pick you up at 7 
o'clock. Wear whatever you want, as you won't be 
wearing much once things get started,' Ray wrote. 'You 
can tell hubby that the night will last a long time. I 
hope you practiced all of your wrestling holds and are 
ready to do battle.'

She wiped her eyes and continued. 'I hope hubby saw my 
letter and knows he'll get to read all about his 
wife's secret adventures. All we have to do is pray 
that you can write the story very quickly.'

***

Thankfully her family was out and the rest of the day 
passed by without incident. Ray's emails had destroyed 
her confidence and Dawn was no longer willing to risk 
being exposed to her children and to all of her 
friends. When the time came, she dressed in the most 
conservative manner and waited with her husband until 
the dreaded time of Ray's arrival.

Harvey offered encouragement and assured her that he 
understood. "Don't worry, honey. The dirty son of a 
bitch promised that this is the last time... so we 
have to trust he means it. Do what he wants and write 
his rotten story... then hopefully it's over."

The sound of someone entering the driveway put 
goosebumps all over Dawn's body. Her heart pounded 
when she exited the house and she glanced back over 
her shoulder at Harvey who watched from the entryway 
window. Dawn got into the backseat of the car and 
breathed a sigh of relief when it was only Ray and 
Brenda in the front.

Ray drove straight to the destination and Dawn's heart 
stopped, as they rounded the corner approaching a 
familiar tattoo parlor. Visions of the man she hated 
even more than Ray flashed into her head and it was 
almost too hard to breathe when Dawn remembered what 
happened last time. Doug made her his personal sex-toy 
and then tattooed her body with his colorful artwork. 
To make matters even worse, the man sent her home with 
a freshly shaved appearance.

There was not time to fret or worry. Ray parked in 
front of the parlor and quickly got out to usher her 
and Brenda into the quiet building. They went through 
the outer office and then the inner studio before 
entering a backroom, which Dawn didn't know existed. 
Apparently Doug had temporary living quarters in the 
back of his parlor and the area was sparsely decorated 
leaving plenty of empty space in the middle of a large 
room.

Dawn took in the room with a discerning glance. There 
was a row of chairs along one wall and that side of 
the room was dimly lit. Three or four spotlights were 
aimed at the center of the room, which ensured that 
area was brightly lit, but also intensely heated by 
the floodlights. The one apparent aspect was the 
floor, which was richly decorated to look like the 
staged wrestling area on Ray's favorite website.

Ray introduced a young woman who was standing off to 
one side. "This is Sally. She has graciously agreed to 
wrestle against you. As you can see, she is much 
smaller than you, but Sally is quite an accomplished 
sports freak, so don't get too confident," Ray said, 
laughing as if it was a joke.

Dawn felt sick and she definitely wasn't overly 
confident in wrestling, or any type of fighting. She 
never had occasion to learn any self-defense 
techniques and the thought of wrestling Sally sent 
shivers down her spine. Sally's features were very 
obvious because she wore a bright purple bikini, which 
left nothing to the imagination. The skimpy material 
covered the woman's breasts in seductive fashion and 
there were two obvious nipple protrusions, which would 
certainly entice any man.

Sally was about 5'4" and appeared to weigh about 110 
pounds with all of her curves in the proper places. 
She leered across the room at her adversary and left 
the impression that she was a bitch on wheels. Dawn 
would later find out that the young woman was a best 
friend with Patti who highly recommended her to Ray 
for his blackmail scheme.

"Have you heard of Ultimate Surrender?"

"Nnn... nooo."

"Well, it's a website devoted to women's wrestling. 
Where sexy women do battle for three grueling rounds 
and then the winner gets to punish the loser in an 
intense round-four."

Dawn was dumbfounded. She had never heard of the 
wrestling site and had no idea what to expect. Then 
she looked at Sally and instantly noticed an 
unyielding stare from the young woman. Sally never 
blinked and the strong, compelling message built great 
unease in Dawn's stomach.

"Come! We can use the other room to change," Ray said. 
He handed Dawn something and then led the three women 
out of the room. "You girls help our Little Miss 
Muffet get changed. That will give our guests time to 
get seated... then the show will begin."

Ray took his time explaining everything in great 
detail. His devious plan was scripted along the lines 
of what he told Dawn was an Internet women's wrestling 
website. He explained the rules, which were modified 
for obvious reasons to suit his needs. "The contest 
will be two rounds, with each being five minutes. That 
might not seem like much, but when you get wrestling 
and all sweated up... it will seem like an eternity. 
You'll each wear these beautiful bikinis and one 
objective is for you to remove the other's."

Before Dawn had a chance to say anything, Brenda and 
Sally started undressing her. There were too many 
hands and it took the two women a scant minute to 
strip all of her clothes. Dawn reluctantly donned a 
bright red bikini and then Brenda swiftly tied red 
bands around her upper arms and around her ankles. 
Sally also tied bands on her body to match her purple 
bikini. This made the two look like colorful opponents 
and Dawn had to agree that they did appear very 
striking.

Ray admired the women when he continued his 
explanation. "Oh, yeah, you can sexually molest the 
other, which will add points to your score. In fact... 
if you don't, you will lose points. The woman with the 
highest points after the second round will be declared 
the winner. Just so you are well aware, the loser will 
get brutally punished... fucked in the extra round."

Dawn listened to the disparaging comments and dearly 
wanted to disappear. She dug deep for the courage to 
go through with the upcoming wrestling match, but it 
did give her a little self-assurance noting Sally was 
a smaller woman. Suddenly Ray ushered them out of the 
room, towards the intended arena, and Dawn found it 
almost impossible to walk.

***ROUND-ONE

They entered the staged area and instantly felt a wave 
of intense heat. The spotlights blanketed the center 
of the room and it was difficult to see anything 
outside of the intended wrestling ring. Dawn sensed 
some spectators across the room, but it was hard to 
tell how many. Ray sort of shoved her into the middle 
of the stage and gave the order for the match to 
start.

The contest started before Dawn was ready, but then 
again she would never be ready for such drastic 
action. She sort of stood dumbfounded on the makeshift 
mat and Sally immediately demonstrated her superior 
fighting skills. The young woman walked up to Dawn and 
the two grabbed each other's arms. Then in the blink 
of an eye, Sally jerked Dawn's torso forward and put 
her in a headlock.

Dawn got a sudden indication of Sally's strength and 
finesse. She felt the woman's arm go around her neck 
and then things sort of went blank. Sally squeezed 
hard and must have cut of the blood supply to Dawn's 
head, making her dizzy. Then before she could react, 
Dawn found herself flat on the floor with the wind 
knocked out of her. As she struggled desperately for 
much needed air, Sally cleverly stripped the bikini 
bra, tossing it into the crowd.

Dawn vaguely heard loud cheering and shouting, but she 
was too busy trying to catch her breath. She had no 
idea the spectators cheered the fact that Sally had 
taken full control of her sexy opponent. The crowd 
yelled louder, as they anticipated the young woman 
forcing Dawn into submission. Before she realized what 
the woman's next move was, Dawn was securely locked in 
a head-scissor. Sally deftly twisted around and 
wrapped her legs tightly around the sides of Dawn's 
neck, which thankfully didn't hamper her breathing 
this time.

Hair pulling was against the rules, but there was no 
referee to stop the young woman. Sally reached forward 
grabbing the back of Dawn's head with both hands and 
then she forced the flustered face into her crotch. 
The crowd really loved the menacing show of force. The 
louder they yelled; the harder Sally rubbed Dawn's 
face against her suddenly exposed crotch. Dawn closed 
her eyes, as the distinct smell of Sally's womanhood 
floated up her nose and then she shuddered, as wetness 
hit her face.

Sally had her thighs tightly wrapped around her neck 
and she didn't have to squeeze very hard to keep Dawn 
pinned and utterly helpless. Dawn's arms flailed 
unable to loosen the strong hold and she realized 
Sally was gaining the upper hand with her wrestling 
skills. The spectators sensed a submission and they 
cheered for Sally to ravage her struggling opponent.

Dawn wasn't aware of how the hold was broken. She 
abruptly found herself wrestling with Sally in the 
center of the ring and each had their hands on the 
other. By now Dawn felt a little more confident and 
she seemed to fend off the young woman for short 
while. Suddenly Sally slapped Dawn's arm to the side 
and quickly spun around her shocked opponent. She 
locked her arms around Dawn's biceps and held them 
pinned behind her, which thrilled the spectators. 

Somehow Sally kept the arms pinned and managed to 
reach around Dawn's heaving chest to grab the swaying 
titties. Again the crowd cheered and this time Dawn 
used it as extra motivation. She used every bit of her 
strength to twist her upper body until she rocked 
forward. Sally let go and pushed hard at the same 
time, which proved to be the stunning turning point of 
round one. Dawn rolled forward and she was on her 
hands and knees when Sally jumped on her back. There 
was no way to remain upright and Dawn suddenly found 
herself flat on her stomach.

Sally was fully in control. She sat on Dawn's hips and 
her weight was enough to keep the woman pinned on the 
mat. Then she grabbed Dawn's arms one at a time and 
pinned them behind her back. Sally used her knees and 
one hand to keep Dawn captive, which left one hand 
free. Slowly and in a most teasing fashion, the young 
woman untied the strings of Dawn's bikini bottoms. She 
pulled the garment off the thrashing hips and 
purposely threw it into the crowd.

Dawn thought the world had collapsed around her. She 
was restrained flat on her stomach by the overly 
determined young woman and wasn't able to stop her. 
Sally twisted her shoulders and pressed her free hand 
between the milky thighs. Dawn used every ounce of 
strength to hold her thighs pressed together, but 
there was still enough room for Sally's fingers. When 
the woman's fingers grazed her vulnerable pussy, Dawn 
quite breathing and held her legs extremely rigid.

Bright lights went off in her head and they mixed with 
loud warning sirens, as Dawn felt totally overpowered. 
Sally's long middle finger rested along the entire 
length of her slit and then it was inside of her. Dawn 
heard Ray talking and the anguish grew even deeper. 
"Points will be awarded until the fingers are out of 
the pussy. The hold will continue until she gets the 
fingers out of her pussy."

Tears of despair filled her eyes, as her strength 
seemed useless against the strong young woman. Sally 
had her middle finger fully embedded and her other 
three fingers curled around the bony pelvis, which 
enabled her to rock Dawn's hips up and down. To make 
matters worse, the scoreboard emitted a beeping sound 
every time the score increased and all that was heard 
was loud steady beeping.

The finger-fucking may have continued forever if the 
round had not ended. Ray even had a bell, which he 
rang at the five-minute mark, and immense relief 
consumed Dawn when the wrestling stopped. She glanced 
across the room at the scoreboard that was 
conveniently situated beside the spectators. Even 
through the tears in her eyes it was easy to notice 
the cheerful faces leering at her.

Dawn recognized Patti and Brenda who were sitting 
together beside Ray. When she noticed Doug's smug 
face, she shivered almost too afraid to admit he was 
there. There were two others and Dawn wasn't overly 
shocked at seeing Bobby and Jimmy. Their faces were 
very animated, yet seemed to convey a certain amount 
of compassion, which made her feel a little better.

When she noticed a large disparity between the two 
numbers on the scoreboard, Dawn immediately felt 
deflated knowing she was a long way behind. It had 
taken almost half of Round-One to learn what to do and 
how to defend herself from the intimidating dominator. 
Then in the last half of the round, Sally managed to 
pin her on the mat and defile her, much to the delight 
of the onlookers. All of a sudden she was afraid of 
the outcome and wondered just how she would be 
punished if she lost the fight.

***ROUND-TWO

Someone handed her a bottle of water. Dawn guzzled it 
with a desert thirst, as Ray knelt down beside her. 
"That was amazing. I absolutely love watching such a 
small woman totally dominant a much larger one," he 
said. "That Sally is one hell of a fireball. I've 
never seen anyone go after pussy like she did."

A shiver of gloom shot through Dawn, as she agreed 
with Ray's comments. There was still an aching between 
her legs from the fingering and she could only imagine 
what it must have looked like to the spectators. 
Wrestling definitely wasn't her game, but Sally seemed 
to be a real expect. Without any formal training, Dawn 
was a mere plaything for the superior wrestler who 
fondled and groped her for the entire five minute 
round.

Dawn whispered a few measly protests, but Ray simply 
ignored them by telling her to stop whining. She 
actually jumped when the bell sounded for the next 
round to commence. Staring across the makeshift mat at 
her opponent, Dawn noticed that Sally had removed her 
purple bikini, leaving both women naked. Never in a 
million years did Dawn think that she would be 
wrestling naked with another woman in front of people.

Unlike Ray's website drama, the wrestlers were allowed 
to stand up, yet it really wasn't any benefit for 
Dawn. It merely meant it was farther to fall, but 
luckily the only injuries she suffered were to her 
deflated ego. Both women slowly moved to the middle of 
the mat and Ray pretended to be the referee, as he 
announced the commencement of Round-Two.

Things went much better for Dawn. She managed to fend 
off the attacking tiger until about the one-minute 
mark when a slight trip caused a major setback. Dawn 
went to her knees and in a heartbeat she was flat on 
the mat with Sally pinning her down. This time only 
one arm was pinned behind her back and then Sally 
cleverly got her legs around Dawn's waist. When the 
young woman locked her ankles together, she squeezed 
the wind out of Dawn.

Every time Dawn tried to move or loosen the 
suffocating hold, Sally bent over and reached out far 
enough to put an end the escape attempt. Dawn lay 
motionless and Sally's powerful legs squeezed the life 
out of her. She couldn't stop the shameful groping. 
Once again Sally sneaked her hand between Dawn's 
thighs and fingered her. The seduction was different 
this time. Sally's animated expression indicated that 
her fingers smelt tantalizing and tasted even better 
when she licked them clean.

The wrestling seemed to proceed from one hold to 
another. Dawn never knew how one hold was broken and 
how the next started, as the young tigress controlled 
the action. When she was pinned in another headlock, 
Dawn came face to face with Sally's perky boobs. The 
young woman grinned with satisfaction, as she rubbed 
Dawn's flustered face on her breasts, and made sure 
the rosy cheeks caressed her nipples.

With the blinding glare of the bright spotlights, Dawn 
wasn't aware of Ray's shrewd scheme of recording all 
of the action. He cleverly installed recording 
equipment and cameras long before the match started 
and his plan was quite simplistic. There would be no 
need for Dawn to write the story in the immediate 
future, as the fairy-tale would be secretly recorded. 
He merely had to hit the record button at the 
beginning of the fight. At the end of round three he 
would have an incriminating story, which he planned 
giving to Dawn's husband.

***LAST ROUND

There was no escape and her fate rested in the young 
woman's hands. Ray had explained how the winner got to 
ravage the loser in any manner they desired. The fight 
ended with Dawn flat on her back and her vast assets 
completely exposed. With the bell still ringing in her 
ears, Dawn lifted her head off the mat and stared at 
the pretty young woman who shouted orders at someone.

Before she could move, Dawn's arms were outstretched 
above her head and solidly pinned on the floor by two 
of the spectators. With her head still tilted upward, 
she witnessed the approaching downfall without being 
able to stop it. Sally pushed her torso between Dawn's 
legs and forced them apart. Then she wrapped her arms 
around Dawn's upper thighs to hold them spread and put 
her face directly above the intended target.

It was a moment that would haunt Dawn for a long time. 
She listened to the many comments, as the shouts sent 
encouragement to Sally who probably didn't need any.

"Do it. Eat her out!"

"Yes, spread her legs and show us that gorgeous cunt."

"Eat the loser. Eat her pussy."

"Make the loser pay."

"Eat her... eat her!"

Dawn felt the hot, burning breath before the woman's 
tongue touched her. Her dainty labia were pulled apart 
and then Sally swiped her tongue through the distinct 
narrow slit. The upward motion was almost like a dog 
licking something and each time the tongue lashed 
through the wetness, it stroked the vulnerable 
clitoris. Sally was not only experienced, but she was 
extremely skilled. Every few seconds she put her mouth 
around the throbbing bud and used her teeth in a very 
careful, nibbling fashion.

Each time Dawn's hips thrust or twisted in a vain 
attempt to get away, Sally let go of the tiny clit and 
used her tongue again. The stiff penis-tongue stabbed 
Dawn in the honey-hole and then shifted upward to the 
sensitive clitty. Sally rolled the clit around and 
around with the tip of her tongue and then sucked it 
into her burning mouth. When the bud was deep inside 
her mouth, Sally used her tongue to press it against 
the roof of her mouth in true lover's fashion.

Then Sally started the tantalizing process all over 
again. She put her teeth around the delicate morsel 
and nibbled until the shapely hips thrashed up and 
down. Abruptly the young woman added further torment 
to her beaten opponent. It took two fingers to bring 
the ultimate end to Dawn's wrestling career. Sally 
held her fingers at the opening to both holes and used 
the threatening act to build Dawn's anxiety sky-high.

Even her determined resolve wasn't enough and Dawn 
realized the end was near. When she felt the two 
fingers slowly enter her heated domain, she rolled her 
head around seeking any kind of hope. Her eyes glazed 
over, but it didn't prevent her from coming face to 
face with the devil. It was one of the worst moments 
of her life when Ray's voice broke through her 
disillusioned mind. "See, I told you. You're the 
best... best fucking slut who can't stop cumming," Ray 
said. "Our loser gets eaten out by our winner and she 
loves it."

Dawn's luscious tits swayed crazily when her body went 
into convulsions and the spectators had the perfect 
view. Her arms were outstretched above her head, 
pinned securely by the teenagers.  There was nothing 
stopping the hungry Sally who performed the most 
memorable cunnilingus. Sally alternated between 
slapping the throbbing jewel around with her tongue 
and then she nibbled on it for a few seconds. Back and 
forth with her tongue and teeth and at the same time 
she used a dual finger-fucking to take Dawn over the 
top.

Dawn's eyes were glassy, as she peered off to one 
side. The orgasm robbed her of any remaining willpower 
and suddenly she stared at Brenda and Patti who were 
donning dildos. Her body was in the throes of a climax 
when she realized there was more, much more. Dawn 
watched each woman fit a long, menacing cock on her 
pelvis and then secure the straps around her hips to 
keep the dildo in place.

Ray scripted the session along the theme of Ultimate 
Surrender. He envisioned the victor forcing the loser 
to eat her cunt, as well as having the loser fucked 
with the biggest dildo. The only climax during the 
final portion of the round would be Sally's reward for 
winning the contest. Just as Dawn's orgasm ended, 
Sally swiftly jumped up. She crouched with her knees 
on either side of Dawn's upraised face and pushed her 
pussy directly into climax heaven.

The whiff of female sweat hit Dawn at the same time 
the wetness crossed her mouth. Physically exhausted 
and mentally overwhelmed, Dawn obeyed even though she 
knew better. All the fight was gone and her willpower 
was virtually zero when her mouth opened to taste the 
sweet bitterness with her tongue. Dawn cooperated by 
performing cunnilingus because Sally demanded it. She 
lost track of time and her prayers were answered when 
the young woman finally climaxed, sending a river of 
thick cream into her mouth.

The final round continued despite a totally spent 
Dawn. Sally removed her purple armbands and used them 
to tie Dawn's arms behind her back. With her hands 
bound securely, the humiliation resumed. Brenda and 
Patti attacked and each woman took turns ravaging Dawn 
who was at their mercy. First Brenda screwed her hard 
and long, before Patti brought an end to Dawn's 
wrestling experience.

***

If Dawn thought the first part of the evening was 
horrific, she was in for an even bigger surprise when 
the evening proceeded to a second half. The teenagers 
departed leaving her alone with Brenda, Patti and 
Sally along with Ray and the hated tattoo artist. 
Everyone moved out of Doug's back room and into the 
adjourning studio where Dawn was instantly forced to 
sit at the tattoo and piercing workstation.

Doug stood directly in front of Dawn. He was 
overbearing and stared intently into her eyes. "That 
was fantastic. I've never seen anyone orgasm like 
you... fucking fantastic climax," he whispered. "Now 
it's my turn!"

Dawn shivered and her whole body trembled. "No more, 
please, no more."

"I want to give you something to take home to hubby. 
When he looks at his lovely wife, he'll know."

"No tattoo... no more, please."

"Don't worry, love. The tattoo will be small and very 
inconspicuous... in a very private spot."

"Oh, gawd, no."

"But first there's something else I'm going to give 
you. I'm proud of being the best pierce-artist in the 
city."

"What? No, you can't."

"Sweetheart, hubby will love the new look. Gold lug-
nuts in those gorgeous nipples will make them look 
even sexier."

"No more, please don't."

"Maybe your boyfriend didn't tell you everything," 
Doug whispered, as he waved his hand at Ray. "First we 
pierce those beautiful nipples. Normally I get so 
fucking horny when I touch such big tits that I have 
to fuck the nearest cunt."

Dawn looked at the man with a searing hatred. His 
vulgar, trash talk and the way he took having sex with 
her for granted made her extremely mad. All of a 
sudden Doug pushed her back into the soft leather 
reclining chair. Dawn already felt intimidated from 
being naked and it filled her with a huge helpless 
feeling. She lay back in the chair and realized that 
she had no control over her world.

Dawn glanced down at her chest and witnessed the 
decisive disgrace. One of her enlarged nipples was in 
Doug's fingers and the precious bud was stretched to 
the outer limits. When the shinny, silver clamp closed 
on her tender nipple, she began to tremble with an 
uncontrollable anxiety. She desperately wanted to look 
away, but something wouldn't let her not watch the 
total humiliation.

Every muscle in her body tensed when the most menacing 
needle was placed against her flushed skin. Suddenly 
the needle shot forward and Dawn expected severe pain 
and agony, but nothing like that happened. Her nipple 
was pierced in a matter of a nanosecond and all that 
she did was utter a feeble whimper. Doug skillfully 
inserted the gold stud and then he screwed on what 
appeared to be lug nuts on each end to hold it in 
place.

The second piercing was completed with virtual ease 
after Dawn realized that the procedure was relatively 
simple. She had no idea her eyes were bewildered and 
so wide open that she appeared either scared or 
completely stimulated. At first she didn't realize 
Doug was talking to her. "You want it... just like 
last time."

"No, I don't!"

"Honey, I've dreamed of doing it again. Screwing your 
brains out like last time and having you cream all 
over my dick."

"No, not like last time... never!"

"Do you remember riding my dick... humping my cock 
when it was buried in your belly?"

"Aaah... aaah."

Doug was too engrossed and far too narcissistic to 
consider he had an audience. He maneuvered Dawn out of 
the chair and over onto an adjustable table, which was 
in a fully reclined position. She tried to sit up but 
Doug insisted she lay flat on her back. He quickly 
grabbed her legs and with a swift jerk pulled her down 
so that her legs hung over the end of the table. Doug 
pulled Dawn's legs until they were around his hips and 
then he glared at her. "I have dreamed of nothing 
else... since you came all over my dick. Look at it... 
look at my hard-on!"

Dawn would never understand why she glanced downward. 
"Haven't you done enough?"

"Christ, no. Not until my dick is in your belly."

Doug gave another jerk and suddenly her crotch was up 
against his pelvis. She felt a sharp stab. Then his 
cock curled upwards, pointing straight up and lying 
along his tummy. A shiver shot through her body when 
Doug carefully shifted his hips. He stood on his 
tiptoes, allowing his cock to rise above her crotch 
until it flopped down on her upraised pelvis.

Dawn thought intercourse was inevitable. She resigned 
to just become a limp rag and let the rotten man do 
it, but she was sadly mistaken. "It's time slut. Grab 
my dick and make it harder," Doug said. His voice grew 
serious and gave the indication he wasn't kidding. 
"Stoke it baby. Stoke my dick and make it harder!"

She was too afraid to move a muscle, so she lay 
perfectly still. Abruptly Doug took control. He let go 
of one leg and grabbed her head. Doug wound his 
fingers in her hair and yanked her head toward his 
torso. Her back arched and suddenly her face was only 
a foot from his pulsating pecker.

"You heard me, slut. I said stroke my cock and make it 
hard enough to stick in your slut-belly."

"Stop. You're hurting me." It was senseless telling 
the man how much she hated him, or how much she 
despised touching his manhood. The only recourse was 
to reach down and do what he ordered. She leered at 
the penis, which instinctively jerked up and down on 
her quivering pelvis. With reluctance, she wrapped her 
fingers around his cock and immediately pumped her 
hand up and down.

Her impulse was to finish it quickly. The pecker 
pulsed in her fingers and she stroked it frantically 
trying to find the end of Doug's stubborn endurance. 
Her dainty hand felt wonderful and Doug relished the 
determined pumping on his impressive manhood. He let 
her continue the masturbation until his cock throbbed 
with growing anticipation of what he had fantasized 
about for a long time.

When Doug slapped her hand away, Dawn was shocked. 
Then he wrapped his big hands around her waist and dug 
his strong fingers into the yielding flesh. "Get 
ready, my love. Get that hot pussy ready for some real 
cock."

Her eyes bulged when Doug moved backwards slightly, 
which enabled the head of his cock to find the bull's-
eye. It was shear torture, yet shear magic when her 
labia parted. Doug inserted his penis in the inferno 
and it took her breath away. She vowed to endure 
whatever Doug did to her and bit her lower lip hard to 
show her resolve.

A big smile crossed Doug's rugged face. That was what 
he cherished most about Dawn and he stared at the 
determined look on her gorgeous face. Breaking her 
will was even more rewarding than the sex and he 
prepared for a lengthy battle. Doug was well aware of 
Ray's unscrupulous plan of recording everything and 
sending it to Dawn's husband. He vowed to make it good 
and dearly wished he could be there when Harvey 
watched the movie. 

***A TATTOO WITH A PURPOSE

Dawn wondered if she could ever live with herself 
again. The final spasms merely made her hips jerk 
randomly, but not nearly as fast or severe as earlier. 
Then she realized her fingers were still rolling the 
swollen clitty around vigorously and she quickly let 
go. She removed her hands, acting as if they had been 
burnt by fire.

When Doug maneuvered his tattoo apparatus up next to 
the table, Dawn abruptly realized her turmoil wasn't 
over yet. "When hubby sees this... he'll know this 
luscious pussy belongs to a real man," he said. "I 
want the world to know it belongs to me."

"Aaah... aaah, no." Dawn knew it was senseless to say 
or do anything. The vile man had already made up his 
mind and she would suffer another indigence whether 
she wanted to or not. She lay still, as the man 
grabbed the razor from the equipment cart, and began 
shaving her private region. Even though it wasn't 
necessary, Doug shaved every inch of her pelvis and 
areas between her legs.

Dawn cursed the fact that her clitoris was overly 
sensitive after every orgasm. Doug acted innocently, 
but it seemed he touched her labia numerous times, 
often grazing the tip of her exposed clitty. He 
giggled when her body jerked or twitched, reacting to 
his brazen molesting. "I want you to see this every 
time you undress... every time you shower," he 
whispered. "See the initial of the man who screwed you 
silly."

Suddenly Dawn realized what was going to happen with 
or without her consent. She rolled her head backwards 
unable to watch when Doug applied a stencil for the 
tattoo. The buzzing sound of Doug's machine was enough 
to turn her courage to quicksand and promptly all of 
the butterflies in her stomach started to flutter. Her 
pelvis was on fire, as the stylus burnt a distinctive 
letter terrifyingly close to her womanly charms.

***WAS IT THE END?

Dawn could hardly walk when she came out of the tattoo 
parlor. Her eyes filled with tears with the 
anticipated of going home and confronting her husband. 
Ray had sealed her fate when he deviously gave her 
final instructions. "I'm taking you home and walking 
you to the door. When hubby greets us, I'll give him 
these," Ray said, holding up two clearly marked DVD's. 
"This is 'Chapter One' and it will let Harvey see what 
kind of wrestler you are. 'Chapter Two' will prove to 
him that his wife is a slut."

"Dear gawd, you can't!"

"Oh, really?"

"I'll write your story... please, not the movies."

Ray ignored her desperate protest and grinned at her. 
"When Harvey sees that small letter beside his wife's 
pussy, he'll know it belongs to another man. Honest 
lady, he'll blow his fucking load when he sees it for 
himself... you cumming all over Doug's big prick. The 
goddamn man fucks the shit out of you and then marks 
your cunt with a 'D'. Now that's a great story."

"Noooo... noooo."

"Besides, it will take too long for you to write the 
story so I wanted hubby to know what happened right 
away."

Ray held her arm on the way out to the car. He and 
Brenda sat in the front and Dawn got in the back with 
Sally who decided to join them. The drive seemed to 
take forever and for some strange reason she didn't 
object when Sally rubbed against her. The memory of 
that ride home would stay with her a long time. She 
sat perfectly still when Sally put her hand under her 
blouse and started fondling her bare boobs.

Dawn had dressed in a hurry and didn't take time to 
put on her bra or even her panties. Sally was well 
aware of Dawn's predicament and she took full 
advantage. Then she put her lips next to Dawn's ear. 
"I love your body... your tits... your delicious 
pussy. I wish we had more time, we would do it 
again... again and again," she whispered. "I'll be 
careful with your nipples. They must be sore."

Dawn did her best to tolerate the molesting, as Sally 
astutely ignored any resistance. The young woman 
eventually raised the blouse. Despite Dawn's protests, 
she kissed the boobs until her heart's content, 
actually toying with the golden trinkets with her 
tongue. Dawn was never so glad when her neighborhood 
appeared. The car neared her house just as Sally's 
hand roamed down the front of her body and threatened 
to go inside her skirt. An obvious sigh of 
disappointment came from Sally when the car arrived at 
their destination and entered the driveway.

Dawn hurriedly exited the car and went straight to the 
front door. Ray appeared beside her before she had a 
chance to open the door and the evil grin on his face 
sent shivers down her back. Her hand shook like crazy, 
as she opened the front door, and immediately Harvey's 
welcoming face appeared. His big smile quickly turned 
to a frown when he saw the worried look on Dawn's 
face.

Ray was the first to speak, as he handed Harvey the 
two disks. "Here! No need for your wife to write the 
story right away. It's all here... the brilliant, 
dramatic action."

Harvey took the DVD's and watched the man turn to 
leave. The confident grin on Ray's face was enough to 
let Harvey know the evening had gone the way he 
intended. Dawn fell into her husband's arms, as the 
door closed, and they held onto each other for the 
longest time. She felt safe with Harvey and thankful 
the ordeal with her blackmailer was supposedly over.

Harvey sensed his wife was too exhausted to remain 
awake long enough to watch the movies. He sort of 
shuffled and stumbled across the room to the living 
room couch and lay down with Dawn. She dozed off in no 
time, but being that he had snoozed and actually 
gotten sleep, Harvey couldn't wait any longer. He 
popped a DVD into the player and sat beside his 
sleeping wife, as the television screen came alive. 
Harvey thought it was probably better that he watched 
the movie alone because his emotions would be rising 
and falling depending on what happened to Dawn.

Chapter one started slowly. The thing Harvey noticed 
was how Dawn appeared reluctant and far too hesitant 
when the wrestling started, which cost her valuable 
points. All of a sudden Dawn was topless and that 
obviously thrilled the spectators who yelled and 
cheered for more. Somehow the headlock that the young 
woman had on Dawn was broken and it took her no time 
to put another restraining hold on his poor wife.

Harvey found the wrestling action more exciting and 
arousing than anticipated. The two nearly naked women 
rolled on the makeshift mat and suddenly his wife's 
head was locked between the young woman's shapely 
thighs. The head scissor looked very secure and Harvey 
almost swallowed his tongue when Sally rubbed Dawn's 
face in her crotch. It got even more electrifying when 
the young woman managed to shift her bikini to the 
side and rubbed Dawn's flustered face in her wetness.

Things got really animated, as the two women stood up, 
and wrestled in the middle of the mat. The most 
obvious aspect to Harvey was the skill and dexterity 
displayed by Sally made Dawn look like an outclassed 
amateur fighter. It seemed that the young woman 
fondled and groped Dawn's boobs whenever she felt like 
it, as evidenced by the loud cheers every time she 
cupped one of the succulent boobs. Harvey's eyes 
almost popped out of his head when Sally forced Dawn 
down to the mat in a compromising prone position. She 
jumped on Dawn's back and Harvey could tell that his 
wife was in serious trouble.

Harvey watched the next two minutes and hardly took a 
breath, as he was thoroughly amazed at what happened. 
Dawn was flat on her stomach and her legs thrashed 
wildly trying to get away from her opponent. Sally 
managed to get both of Dawn's arms locked behind her 
back and held them pinned with one hand and both 
knees. Harvey gasped out loud and he heard the crowd 
cheering louder than ever.

Sally twisted her torso and reached back to end Dawn's 
struggle. It took the young woman about ten seconds to 
get her finger fully embedded and then Harvey heard an 
awful announcement. 'Points will be awarded until the 
fingers are out of the pussy,' sounded and he 
recognized Ray's voice. Harvey realized his wife was 
getting a royal finger-fucking and there was nothing 
she could do to stop her overpowering opponent.

The round ended at the sound of a loud bell. Harvey 
was actually sad in one way, yet happy in another to 
see his wife get free. The interlude lasted about five 
minutes, which gave enough time for his heart rate to 
return to normal. It took approximately one minute for 
it to start racing again. During the wrestling, it was 
very obvious that the smaller Sally was merely toying 
with Dawn and even letting her opponent get the upper 
hand once or twice.

Things took a dire turn for Dawn when Sally managed to 
lock her powerful legs around her waist. With the wind 
squeezed out of her, Dawn was a finger-puppet, as the 
young woman fingered her at will. The most damaging 
act came when Sally fingered Dawn for many moments and 
then forced her opponent to suck the soaked fingers. 
To make matters worse, Sally did it numerous times and 
each time Dawn used her tongue to clean the juices off 
the dirty fingers.

The yells and cheers continued through the entire 
movie and Harvey could only imaging being in the 
crowd. Then the camera panned to the scoreboard and it 
was very obvious that the purple competitor had won by 
a large margin. The fight ended with the two women 
flat on the mat and then all hell broke loose. Sally 
yelled a few orders and Harvey noticed two familiar 
faces come out of the shadows. Bobby and Jimmy each 
grabbed one of Dawn's arms and pinned them to the mat, 
enabling Sally to inflict punishment on his captive 
wife.

Harvey knew at once what was going to happen to Dawn. 
Her shoulders rolled back and forth on the floor, but 
she wasn't going anywhere. He watched, as the young 
victor parted his wife's shapely legs, and held them 
widely spread. When Sally moved between Dawn's thighs 
and used a threatening wag of her tongue to indicate 
what was coming, Harvey's heart rate increased 
dramatically. He watched the young woman whip her 
tongue up and down through Dawn's exposed pussy slit, 
lingering at the crest until the hips jerked.

Harvey was well aware of what his wife looked like 
when she climaxed. He watched, as the skilled young 
woman teased and enticed Dawn, keeping her on the 
precipice so long that she quivered with desire. 
Harvey actually witnessed the immense joy on the 
woman's face when she sucked the throbbing clitty into 
her hungry mouth. He knew what was next and there was 
no more delay when Sally sucked an orgasm out of 
Dawn's belly, much to his delight.

***

Dawn stirred in his arms and awoke with a start. The 
short nap was rejuvenating and she realized Harvey was 
still watching the incriminating movie. They looked at 
each other and Dawn realized it was time to come 
clean. "I'm so sorry. He took me downtown to his 
buddy's place. Forced me to wrestle a goddamn maniac," 
she whispered. "It was so hard... so frustrating and 
I've never been so tired in my life."

"It's okay, really. I watched it all and loved the 
fight. The end... well it was something I've wanted to 
watch for a long, long time," he said, hitting the 
pause button on the remote control.

They hugged and Dawn felt a little better knowing her 
husband wasn't angry with her. Harvey was serious 
about saving their relationship and he let her know 
his feelings. "The truth will set you free," he 
whispered. "All I need now is to know the truth... 
what happened. I can accept what happened... accept 
the unfaithful acts, as long as I know."

"I can explain. It's not what it looks like. Ray's a 
bastard and doesn't care about us."

"I agree. It's blackmail and you had to do what he 
said, or else."

"Ray had everything setup. He purposely used Sally 
because she knew how to wrestle."

"Honey, I'm sorry, but I found the wrestling part very 
exciting... and arousing. Don't feel bad for losing. 
The girl definitely knew what she was doing."

"Oh, gawd, I've never been so frustrated. She was so 
strong and it didn't matter what I did. She kept 
getting the best of me."

"I know. But you can't worry about it. Anyone who 
knows how to wrestle is going to put a beating on 
you."

"Yes, but it still hurts. Everything happened so 
fast."

"Sweet Jesus, I can't remember watching anything so 
sexy. That bitch had your bikini off before you 
blinked and then she molested you at will. Christ, she 
fingered you so often I thought she'd make you cum 
right on the mat."

"I wanted to kill the bitch, but she was too strong."

"I guess there is a website which shows that sort of 
thing. I can't imagine it being any better than the 
movie I just watched."

"Please, don't tease."

"Geez, when the fight ended, I damn near blew a gasket 
when she ate you. I'll say one thing, the woman is a 
pro."

"I remember my arms being held down and then the bitch 
got between my legs. At first I didn't think she would 
be so sneaky... or so goddamn superior."

"You ain't kidding. She started that tongue licking 
and it didn't take her long to get you fully aroused. 
You know how I love watching you finish... go through 
a climax?"

"Oh gawd, I tried not to."

"Geez, honey, you couldn't help it. That's why I love 
you so much... you're sensitive and so alive. I love 
that you have deep emotions."

"I just hope the blackmailing bastard is finished. Can 
we forget about Sally?"

"I don't' think so," Harvey whispered, as he pointed 
the remote control at the television. "I want to see 
what comes after the fight."

The scene was pure lust and Dawn found it very 
embarrassing. Sally straddled her face in the movie 
and it wasn't long until the lithe body started 
shivering and shaking. Harvey put his arm around Dawn 
trying to comfort her. They both stared at the brazen 
lust, as Sally grabbed a handful of Dawn's hair, 
yanking the teary-eyed face deeper into her crotch.

"It looked like you cried when she shoved her snatch 
in your face."

"I did. Gawd, I cried because it was so awful. I 
couldn't stop her... she was so strong."

"At first I didn't think she'd cum, but wow... when 
your tongue went to work, she exploded."

"I was sick. I did it because it seemed like the only 
way out."

Harvey sensed the end of Dawn's tolerance so he 
reached for the remote control. He stopped the movie 
knowing she couldn't watch any more. Also he wasn't 
sure if she could stay awake. "You've had enough for 
one night. It's probably easier if you tell me... 
there can't be much left on this one," he said. Let's 
go to bed and call it a night."

They headed to the bedroom and Dawn started the sordid 
tale. It took about ten minutes for her to tell Harvey 
what was left of Chapter One. He tried to remain calm, 
listening to his wife explain how she was gangbanged 
by the sisters, Brenda and Patti. Dawn didn't use any 
colorful descriptions when she told Harvey how Brenda 
was first to use a menacing dildo and ravage her 
already abused body. Then he really got worked up, as 
Dawn described how Patti not only banged her, but also 
used the big cock on her coveted ass.

They had often discussed anal sex and Harvey found the 
subject very stimulating. He was never permitted to 
try it, yet that didn't stop him from fantasizing. 
Suddenly he was jealous that a young woman had used a 
strap-on cock on his wife. The vivid images of the two 
sisters gangbanging his wife kept him awake long after 
Dawn fell asleep.

***THE SECOND CHAPTER

Harvey lay in bed until his wife showered and dressed. 
Dawn had made plans days ago to do something with the 
kids and he welcomed the time alone. His wife had no 
sooner departed and Harvey decided that he needed to 
watch more of Dawn's nightmarish episode. He hurriedly 
went downstairs to the living room, dearly wanting to 
watch the end of Chapter One, but reluctantly switched 
disks. Dawn had already told him about the ending of 
the first DVD and the anticipation of watching his 
wife get screwed on the second DVD was killing him.

The first scene flashed on the screen and Harvey was 
utterly shocked. Dawn was sitting rigidly in a tattoo 
parlor chair and she was naked. A man with more 
tattoos than Harvey could count was holding one of 
Dawn's luscious boobs and he was brazenly showing it 
to the world.

Then to Harvey's horror, the man put a silver clamp on 
his wife's precious nipple, extending the bud using 
brute force. Dawn's nipple stretched out from her 
chest and Harvey saw the needle go through the 
delicate bud at the speed of light. There was a loud 
gasp emitted over the speakers, just as the man 
inserted a large gold stud replacing the needle in the 
once unblemished nipple. When Doug screwed on the two 
golden nuts, the scene was so powerful it sent 
shockwaves through Harvey's entire body.

Harvey watched Doug duplicate the procedure on the 
other nipple and he felt pity for his darling wife. He 
could only imagine the pain she went through and the 
agony of having to explain it to him when it was over. 
The movie advanced and Harvey envisioned the 
unscrupulous Ray recording what happened, not only for 
his personal enjoyment, but also for blackmail 
purposes.

The scene shifted to Doug forcing Dawn to move from 
his parlor chair to the long, narrow table used for 
certain tattoos. Harvey still had visions of the 
piercing when he suddenly noticed the man was now 
naked and standing between his wife's legs. Doug even 
had tattoos on his ass and he wasn't shy, as he 
shamelessly showed off the colorful drawings to the 
camera.

There seemed to be a short standoff. Harvey heard the 
two arguing back and forth, but Doug appeared to 
ignore Dawn's protests. The man abruptly grabbed her 
around the ankles and he quickly spread Dawn's legs 
wide. Doug pulled the helpless woman, sliding her bare 
ass down the table towards his wiggling hips and then 
things got serious. After a couple of stern commands, 
Doug ordered her to touch his growing pecker.

The camera angle couldn't have been better. Harvey 
visualized Ray hovering above Dawn's head recording 
the full length of her sweaty torso and the complete 
front of Doug's body. There was more haggling and 
suddenly Harvey witnessed his loving wife grasp the 
man's cock with both hands. When the man's cock 
stiffened and grew in size, Harvey expected his wife 
was as shocked as he was.

Things happened fast and furious once the man sported 
a raging hard-on. Harvey had watched several adult 
movies over the years, but never witnessed such erotic 
pornography. He saw Doug slap Dawn's arms away and 
then the man moved his hips backwards. Harvey never 
observed the actual penetration, as the camera angle 
was wrong, but it was apparent when it happened. 
Dawn's body came right off the tabletop and seemed to 
hover in the air, being supported by the many inches 
of rock-hard cock.

Doug's hands were around the top of Dawn's flared hips 
and he pulled her torso at his thrusting hips every 
time he rammed his cock to the hilt. Images of the 
man's impressive cock kept flashing through his head 
and they mixed with what Dawn looked like with the 
meat fully embedded in her amorous being. It appeared 
that his wife had given up and Dawn planned merely 
enduring the man's assault until it was over.

The erotic scene amazed Harvey and he had to listen 
close to hear what was said. "Grab that slutty piece 
of meat, baby. Show Daddy what you like," Doug hissed. 
"I'll rip that pretty ass apart if you don't do what 
you're told!"

"No! Just do it. Do it and get it over with," she 
pleaded.

Harvey couldn't believe his ears so he stared in 
disbelief. He had no idea that Doug vowed to put on 
the best performance of his life, as he broke Dawn's 
will, and to send the evidence to her husband. 
Suddenly Doug let go of Dawn's hips and grabbed her 
hair with both hands. "You're just like all the rest. 
You love cock," Doug hissed.

"Mmmm... mmmmnnnooo."

"You're going to cum for Daddy... aren't you?"

"Nnnn... nnnnooo."

"You heard me, baby. Grab that cunt... show Daddy 
you're a slut."

"Nnnn... nnnnooo."

"It's in your belly, baby... now show Daddy what you 
can do."

Harvey heard the instructions that sent an earth-
tremor up his spine. He watched his wife shiver with 
fear because of Doug's threatening demeanor, yet she 
obeyed. It was a picture of raving beauty when both 
arms reached down and Dawn put her hands in her 
crotch. Her biceps were pressed tightly against the 
sides of her boobs, pushing them up and together at 
the same time. Harvey loved the pose, as Dawn's tits 
appeared tantalizingly big and beautiful. The golden 
studs looked endearing on the enlarged nipples and 
Harvey found the scene very poignant.

When Doug's back arched quite severely, Harvey knew 
the man did it so that his ramrod was fully embedded 
in his wife's sacred honey-hole. He didn't blink for 
fear of missing the best part. The camera zoomed in 
for a close-up and the full screen showed Dawn's 
skillful fingers performing the most lewd act. The 
fingers of her left hand held the puffy labia 
separated and her other fingers rolled the pink clitty 
around in a most frantic fashion. Also visible was 
Doug's pelvis and Harvey envisioned the man's cock 
deeply buried inside of Dawn. Harvey correctly assumed 
the loud grunts and groans were from his wife and then 
her body became extremely rigid.

Ray quickly panned back to show the whole scene of 
animal lust. Doug wrapped his strong fingers around 
Dawn's slim waist and he pounded his cock in and out 
at a furious pace. The scene couldn't have been more 
dramatic. Harvey realized his wife was getting royally 
screwed and suddenly she was in the midst of something 
that made him wince. Dawn's fingers moved a mile a 
minute, as she masturbated with a stranger's cock 
buried inside her womanly being.

Harvey anticipated an orgasm, but he was shocked when 
it actually occurred. Dawn's body started thrashing up 
and down and her fingers never slowed down. What made 
it horrible for him was the way Doug simply arched his 
back and thrust his cock into the core of her soul. At 
the very end, Harvey witnessed the ultimate disgrace. 
Doug shrewdly pulled his cock out and wrapped his 
right hand around the pulsating shaft. He slowly and 
deliberately squeezed out the last remaining drops of 
male cum and let them fall on Dawn's vibrating 
fingers.

Dawn's body remained in dramatic spasms for the 
longest time and there seemed to be no reserve on her 
willingness for sexual ecstasy. Then the disgusting 
man rubbed his cock all over the back of Dawn's dainty 
hands, almost as if he was doing it for the camera.

Harvey couldn't watch anymore. He shut the movie off, 
as Dawn and the kids were expected home in awhile. He 
paced nervously around the house and breathed a big 
sigh of relief when his family returned. The rest of 
the day turned out to be busy and there was no time 
for any more movie viewing. They had time for a quick 
brunch before relatives arrived for an afternoon 
barbeque and an evening of social lounging.

The day turned out great and the time without worrying 
about yesterday's affair proved beneficial to both 
Dawn and Harvey. Their peace ended when the relatives 
left and Harvey immediately insisted on resuming the 
erotic story. He was actually grateful for the two 
DVD's because he wouldn't have to wait for his wife to 
write about the experience.

The company were barely out the door when the kids 
left to visit their friends, which was another bonus 
for the couple. Alone with her husband, Dawn instantly 
noticed the concerned look on her husband's face. Many 
things went through her head and in no time she was 
too confused to think straight. She assumed Harvey 
watched more of the torrid experience while she was 
out that morning and really didn't know how to 
continue her explanation.

Dawn noticed Harvey's eyes, which were focused 
directly on her chest. She imagined her husband seeing 
the newly pierced nipples even though she wore a bra 
with extra padding at the ends to protect the very 
tender buds. Dawn tried to hold her head up, but it 
was hard because of the intense feelings of guilt. "I 
never should have gone. I knew he would force me... 
make me do rotten things and do things to my body."

"Let's hope the bastard keeps his word."

"I don't trust him."

"Let's hope. I watched some of the second disk. Up to 
the where the scumbag had sex with you. What's left?"

Dawn immediately felt a powerful sense of shame. She 
had a burning sensation on her pelvis and realized it 
was time to tell her husband. Since it was dark when 
they went to bed, Harvey still didn't know about the 
newest tattoo. The significance and purpose of the 
damning letter made her tremble with trepidation, as 
she didn't know how to tell Harvey.

Harvey sensed his wife's remorse and wisely put his 
arms around her. They sat on the living room sofa and 
cuddled, which reassured Dawn that everything was 
okay. The lights remained off giving the room a soft, 
quiet ambience and then Harvey started the movie where 
he left off. Dawn wasn't sure if she could take much 
more. She felt the comforting hug of Harvey's arm 
around her shoulders just as the television came 
alive.

The guilt amplified when images of Doug's grossly 
tattooed nakedness flashed on the screen. "He... 
after, he made me stay on the table. Oh, gawd, you 
know I'd never get another tattoo... especially one 
where he put it."

All of a sudden Harvey sensed the total degradation of 
his darling wife at the hands of two unscrupulous men. 
The hint of Dawn getting her body tattooed again by 
the bastardly Doug seemed overly exhilarating. The 
tattoo artist moved a large cart of his equipment up 
next to the table and it was obvious that he was 
preparing for work on Dawn's body. Nothing was said, 
as Doug proceeded to clean and cleanse the naked body, 
and Harvey cringed when the man shaved Dawn's entire 
lower extremities, even though they were already bald.

It was a mystery, as to whose heart was beating harder 
or faster. Dawn was flushed and her body was on fire 
while Harvey tried hard to keep his arms around her in 
a comforting fashion. The movie was both scary and 
enticing. The camera showed Dawn from the waist down 
and the front of Doug's bare torso, as he stood next 
to the table. The voices that came over the speakers 
seemed to come from nowhere.

Harvey almost swallowed his tongue when Doug carefully 
placed a stencil right beside Dawn's pussy. His heart 
skipped a few beats when the paper was removed, 
leaving a brazen outline of a fancy letter on Dawn's 
pelvis. Whether it was necessary or not, Doug then 
used a pen to make the imprint more defined. "What are 
you going to tell hubby?"

There was no response and Doug wanted it that way. The 
longer Dawn refused to speak, the longer he could 
taunt and tease her. "I hope he liked the last one. 
God lady, I dearly missed your beautiful ass." Doug 
grabbed his tattoo instrument and turned it on and off 
a couple of times just to scare her. "I want my 
initial right next to the best pussy in town."

"Mmmmm," Dawn simply mumbled, refusing to give an 
exact response.

Abruptly he started applying ink and used his tool to 
etch the black letter into Dawn's flesh.

The buzzing of the machine was loud and Harvey had to 
listen closely to hear voices. "What are you going to 
tell hubby?" There was no response and Doug merely 
continued inking the tattoo. "You're the best fuck."

"Mmmmm."

"You loved it, didn't you honey?"

"Mmmmm, nnnooo."

"I can still feel you creaming all over my dick. I 
wish I could be there when hubby sees the tattoo."

The man was the most disgusting pig and Dawn's entire 
body shivered at his vulgarity. "Aaaah."

"Don't worry honey. If hubby ever throws you out... 
you can come live with me."

Harvey's eyes got bigger by the minute. The man 
painstakingly applied ink, etched it into the skin, 
and then wiped off the residue. The loud buzzing 
sounds drowned out any voices and Harvey watched in 
awe, as the drawing became the dreaded letter promised 
by Doug. "I have to see it!"

Dawn was speechless. Nothing she could say seemed 
right or appropriate for the moment. She slowly 
lowered her pants and then remained still for a brief 
time. When Harvey simply staring at her midsection, 
Dawn slowly grabbed her panties and took them off. 
There was still a small bandage over the sore spot and 
she removed it. When Dawn straightened up, she 
stretched out on the couch giving her husband a full 
view of her discolored flesh.

Harvey stared at the letter unable to fathom another 
man putting such a thing on his wife. The 'D' was very 
fancy and what made it more demoralizing was the 
flared tail ended up perilously close to the tip of 
Dawn's labia. Fortunately Harvey was so preoccupied 
with seeing the tattoo that he missed most of the 
ending. The movie kept playing in the background until 
the screen turned black and then the room became 
deathly quiet.

***

It took about two weeks, but eventually Harvey 
accepted his wife's newly anointed body. He actually 
loved caressing Dawn's pierced nipples and when he 
rolled his tongue around the golden trinkets in a 
playful fashion, it turned him on like nothing he had 
experienced. He was still a little disturbed by the 
matching tattoos especially after learning the 
significance of them. Knowing another man staked claim 
to Dawn's precious jewels was very hard to swallow.

No matter how many times he tried reassuring himself 
that Dawn simply masturbated because of Doug's threats 
and forceful manner, Harvey still had doubts. He kept 
envisioning his wife experiencing a dramatic orgasm 
when she had sex with the horrible tattoo artist. 
Harvey couldn't forget the images of Doug's smug face, 
as he blasted his load of jizz into Dawn's belly. He 
recalled the intercourse and had a hard time believing 
any masturbation occurred.

From the time he watched the movies, Harvey kept 
looking at his wife's face every time they had sex for 
telltale signs like he noticed in the movie. Nothing 
seemed to rival the lost abandonment of the tattoo 
parlor sex and it took Harvey time to get over it. The 
one thing he never doubted was Dawn's love, which 
eventually eased the pain of the blackmail infidelity.

Probably the smartest thing Harvey did in his life was 
taking his family on a two-week vacation. He needed a 
rest and it turned out that his wife and kids did as 
well. The first couple of days were fairly mundane, 
but once they got fully settled into the comfortable 
surroundings, things developed beyond expectations. 
Luckily the parents had separate accommodations, as 
the sex was hot and might have been called 
animalistic. Each felt the reassurance of their 
spouse's love and the inhibitions were forgotten when 
they not only had sex, but also made love.

THE END

A special thanks to Brenda for suggesting the story 
and I hope she is pleased with the outcome.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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