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Tale of a Bored Housewife, Parts Three and Four
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
CHAPTER III
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When I awoke I was spreadeagled on my back on the coffee table, feet
tied, each to a leg, arms held back over my head by Paula and Jan, and
was surrounded by the guests, Gloria was slapping my face. When I opened
my eyes she smiled "she's ready now" Craig was standing at my feet. His
wife ritualistically unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them down. She
caressed his penis but it was throbbing, he didn't need much help. When
he entered me it was rough. I screamed into the gag and everyone broke
into hysterical laughter. Craig even stopped and smiled, but not for
long. He had intercourse with me more roughly than I ever imagined
possible. Each stroke seemed to burn itself into my insides. I looked
up once into his eyes and saw a terrible fury there. When he was done He
pulled out and stood up, He moved to the head of the table and stood
over me his penis dripping into my face. He put one foot on the table
next to my face and motioned Paula and Jan to pose on either side of him
like a champion race car driver being congratulated after a victory while
his wife took several snapshots. They also each put a leg up on the
table, their nyloned legs flanking him as Marion took the shots. I tried
to cover up, Jan grabbed an arm and I was jerked back into a helpless
position. After Craig, the other men began taking turns on me. They
blanked into one another I was only semi-aware when one was done and
another started.
Again I blacked out. I was thinking about Tom and Karen my 14 year
old, (and Pete's girlfriend). I imagined myself with them on the beach
during our last vacation. I was warm and comfortable. In my dream I was
warm and comfortable, I thought I saw my son coming towards me with a
cold coke. He threatened to pour it on me.
I awoke with a start to look up into Steve's face as he rubbed a cold
bottle of beer against my crotch. Things were quieter, the lights had
been turned off in this end of the room, there were several candles lit.
I was no longer gagged nor held down. Steve helped untie my ankles and
his wife Marie gently guided me to a couch. I noticed that most of the
guests were gone, there were several couples sitting at the other end of
the room talking with Gloria and Dave but they paid us no attention.
Marie helped me gather my shoes, panty hose, bra and what was left of my
blouse. My panties were nowhere to be found. I put on my panty hose and
with Marie's help my shoes and skirt. Steve was still holding my blouse
and bra. Gloria noticed something and walked down to our end of the
room. "Steve let me help you with that stuff, It's not fit for Joan to
wear anymore so let's just chuck it". With that Steve frowned but handed
her the clothing and she tossed it into the fireplace where it
disappearred in a temporary resurgence of the dying fire.
Marie and Steve both looked a little sympathetic, they sat on the
couch on either side of me. They were both quite gentle, and after the
last hours I clung to that. The room was warm but I was still shaking
uncontrollably. Steve held me to stop my shaking. For the first time I
could remember I stopped sobbing. I didn't resist when Steve cupped one
breast. He was gentle and I felt a little safer being held. Marie spoke
up. "I saved your wedding ring for you, want it back? Of course, ....
listen though Steve has a fantasy about this, would you be willing to
help him live it? It's a lot easier than what you've already been
through tonight". I nodded agreement silently. I knew I had no choice
and I was more comfortable here than I would have been if Gloria noticed
me again. And they were so kind, I wanted to preserve that desparately.
Steve reached for my hand and held it while Marie slipped the ring on
my ring finger. Steve unzipped his pants and motioned for me to pull his
member out. I hesitated but when Marie started to move I reached for
it. I took it out, It was hard almost immediately. Marie guided me to
the floor in front of Steve where I knelt. She pushed my Face down into
his crotch and I understood I was to take it in my mouth. I gagged but
did it. After a few moments she pulled my head back and told me that if
I wanted to I could just use my hand but I would have to let him come in
my face. Dumbly I cooperated. I was in a kind of shock. Everytime I
tried to use my right hand she stopped me, I was to only use my left.
When he came he spurted in my face and on my hand which went up to
protect my eyes. He came a lot, it was warm and felt smooth against my
skin.
Flashbulbs popped. I looked left and there were Paula and Gloria
both recording this moment for posterity. Me topless, on my knees,
Steve's cock in my face and cum dripping off my face and hand (later I
was to learn that it was dripping off my ring, that was the object of the
exercise). When Steve finished cumming, Marie wiped his cock off with my
other hand and replaced it in his pants. They both got up as if I wasn't
even there and joined the other group. I heard a long burst of
hysterical laughter. Gloria spoke up as they left. "Get on your feet
and bring us some wine, and see if anyone wants any dessert." I
complied, it didn't seem like there was anything else to do at the time.
It was about 2:00 AM by then. I served dessert and a little wine to
the remaining guests. I was directed to again remove my skirt and kneel
on the floor under the lamp where they could all see me, until I was
needed. I complied. I tried not to look into anyones' eyes, I was
sobbing again but afraid of making too much noise. At one point Gloria
got up and threw my skirt into the fire, she also grabbed the arm that I
was using to cover my breasts and jerked away. "Don't you dare cover
up". After that they mostly ignored me in the conversation but would
occasionally give me a look of disgust to insure I was aware of my
condition.
For awhile I knelt there, leaning back fully exposing my breasts to
avoid Gloria's wrath. I was thinking back through my entire
relationship with Gloria and Dave. I had never seen anything remotely
comparing to their treatment of me tonight. I had felt that Gloria was
occasionally unnecessarily snippish with me, even rude, but she had
always seemed to be a fairly reliable friend. I had confided in her
about marital problems etc. and she in me. Her cruelty shocked me as did
her blatant enjoyment of my subjugation. I thought about Jan. She had
always been a good friend. She was what men call a doll, small,
excellent figure, pretty face, dark complexion, attracted men like flies
but seemed to ignore them.
Tonight she was acting extremely provocative, enjoying egging the men
on, and directing their energies towards me. She also enjoyed my
subjugation. I never even imagined that she could act like this.
CHAPTER IV
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About 3:30 Paula got up to leave and Gloria told me to help her with
her coat. Standing there in the hallway Paula smiled and cruelly
told me that "I have really enjoyed the evening, haven't you?" She
laughed and told me that she had made a deal with Gloria, and I was the
deal. I would be hearing from her later in the week, and if I valued my
family I would cooperate. She pulled my necklace out of her pocket and
told me she would get it fixed. Maybe I could borrow it sometime....with
that she stepped out the door and I was left alone in the hallway. Dave
came out and guided me to the basement, he pointed to a pile of blankets
and said Gloria would be down in the morning. I heard that door shut and
the lock click into place. Alone in the dark, I sobbed myself through
the night but didn't sleep. I relived the experience countless times.
Was it real? Why? Why? Why? How could I face the people I knew. How
could I face Gloria and Dave, and the others I knew I might see again?
About 12 hours later The door opened and the bright light caused me
to squint in pain. Gloria came down carrying some clothing which she
dumped at my feet. "Get up!! Joan I'm not going to waste time with
unnecessary threats. Suffice to say that I have affidavits from everyone
who was here last night that you got drunk and made a fool of yourself.
You made passes at every man and when they were done you were begging for
more. I have pictures that would ruin your marriage for ever. And
finally if you don't want me to include Karen in our next Soiree, you
will do as you are told. I do require you to sign two papers and then I
am going to let you go. I know you won't be stupid enough to fight this
but just in case."
I looked at the papers. One said something to the effect that I had
agreed to "sell my body" for $65.00. I agreed to serve as the
entertainment at an "adult" party with the understanding that providing
sexual favors would be part of the deal. She had me write my age, name,
and measurements on the form in my own handwriting. She also had me
write that I would gladly perform fellatio and have intercourse with
whosoever desired at this party. And that I understood that although
such an agreement was illegal it would suffice to prove the
voluntariness of any sexual activety. I managed to maintain my composure
and although I shook, I wrote what she wanted. After I had written what
she had originally ordered, she smiled and said let's improve this,
"write that you are married and you know Tom your husband would die if he
knew what you had done, so you asked your husband to leave you alone for
the weekend." Finally she had me write a note to Tom on the back of the
contract. "Tom I decided to see what the rest of the world was like. I
enjoyed what the 11 guys at that party did to me. Ask Gloria for some
snapshots." I complied. Gloria told me she was sure that she would
never have to use this paper.
The other form was a model release which covered the entire night. It
specifically mentioned that the photos were nude, I had posed voluntarily
and that I assigned to Gloria the rights to do what she desired with them
including publication. The total helplessness of the situation got to
me. I broke into tears. "Joan if you don't sign this in about 3 seconds
you will lose the chance and I will have to protect myself in a less
genteel fashion". I wasn't sure what she meant but decided that I had
nothing to lose by signing the forms. I did and she left. Strangely she
looked at me with almost friendliness in her eyes and said gently, "Joan
things have changed, but you're going to be all right. If you continue
to do what you're told, we will take care of you." As she climbed the
stairs out of the basement she left the basement door open and opened the
back door of her home. I was looking directly outside.
I stepped out of the light and dressed. She had chosen the clothes
to humiliate me. There was no bra or panties, the sweater was her
daughters, and about 3 sizes too small. The shoes were mine, the
pantyhose mine (it had been washed) but the skirt was again Chris'. In
addition to being too tight it was so short I was afraid to walk, if I
took too long a step I felt I would be exposing myself to the world. But
I did put it on and stepped out the door to freedom.
Walking down the street to my home I reflected on the evening. And
Gloria's cryptic final remarks, she couldn't think she could do this to
me again? I looked down at what I was wearing and realized that she
might be able to do what she wanted. That was a chilling thought. I
knew I could never go to the police. There was a real possibility that
even if they believed my story, that Gloria could indeed ruin my life and
my families'. I passed by a moving van, people were just moving into the
home. Three guys stood on the steps. I heard a loud whistle, and
another. Realizing they were for me I smiled involuntarily but stepped
up my pace. I felt embarrassed but flattered. I looked up into the
November sky. It was the deepest blue and the brightest sunlight that I
had seen in a long time................
(continued)
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