VALERIE’S HUMILIATION 2
Brian became disturbed at the red welts left on my wife’s body after Wendy finished her ten strokes. He immediately called a halt to Valerie’s whipping and had her released from the framework. I quite enjoyed watching my wife being beaten as she writhed and sobbed and our friends and her colleagues roared their approval. Brian explained to the crowd that if Valerie was too badly hurt she would be able to fuck everyone. We all saw the sense in what Brian was saying and I felt a little ashamed at my behavior. Brian and Wendy took my wife into the restroom and when they returned thirty minutes later Valerie looked much better. Wendy, a trained nurse, used the salve that Brian had thoughtfully brought and soothed my wife’s flesh. Apart from some light red marks Valerie looked as good as new.
For the next two hours Valerie was passed from man to man and was repeatedly fucked in the ass and cunt. Every man in the building, except me, fucked my wife. Valerie was having the time of her life. At one time my best friend, Sandro, was fucking her in the ass while she deep throated her boss, Brian. One of her work colleagues, Adrian, had brought along his digital SLR camera and was taking hundreds of photos. Some of the photos he took of my wife being triple penetrated were fantastic. Watching my wife with our friend’s cock in her cunt while a biker fucked her ass is a memory I will have forever. Valerie also managed to take someone’s cock down her throat at the same time. She was magnificent.
Everyone took photos of Valerie in action with their phone cameras. There must have been at least 500 photos taken of my slut wife being fucked in every hole. Of course videos were also taken and Valerie managed to smile and say hello in most of them. After the two hours Valerie had a break and took a shower to freshen up. While she showering guys were coming in and taking photos and videos. I told my wife we would have absolutely no control over who saw the hundreds of photos and scores of videos and she was not fazed in the least. Valerie said she was living her fantasy and didn’t care. I helped my wife douche her cunt and ass. She dried herself and applied a minimum of makeup and returned to the ‘arena’.
Brian asked if anyone wanted to fuck Valerie before the night’s finale. My friend, Adam, and Val’s colleague Peter, said they wanted to fuck her again. They tossed a coin to see who got her ass and Adam won. They fucked her for a good ten minutes, I admired their stamina, before both unloaded cum into her holes. I used a damp towel to wipe the dripping semen from her body as I helped her to her feet. Brian announced that Valerie would be bound to the wooden frame and everyone would have the chance to write on her body with permanent marker. The framework had a mechanism that allowed it to be tilted in varying degrees. Wendy and another woman bound Valerie’s tits so tight I thought they would burst. Only two inches on each tit was left uncovered with rope. Valerie, although in obvious pain, offered no protest as the woman tightened the ropes. Brian and two of my friends then tied my wife to the frame. Her arms, from above her elbows to her wrists, were bound to the frame. Two of her work colleagues then bound her legs from above her knees to her ankles to the lower part of the X.
Valerie looked beautiful tied spreadeagled to the wooden frame. Her now purple tits looked very painful and cum was leaking from her ass and cunt. Iphone flashes were going off as everyone took advantage of my wife’s predicament. Black markers were passed around and anyone who wanted to could write whatever they wanted on my wife’s exposed flesh. CUMDUMP and WHORE was written on her thighs and SLUT was written on her forehead. Wendy wrote VALERIE above my wife’s cunt and our home phone number, including the arear code 313, on her stomach. I wanted to wipe off the phone number but Brian held me back. Our deal was no interference from me unless Valerie was being injured. It was too late anyway as scores of photos had already been taken showing the phone number.
The normal juvenile things were written on the rest of my wife’s body. FUCK HERE with and arrow pointing to her cunt. #1 COCKSUCKER on her back along with her mobile number. GANGBANGED was written on her left ass cheek and 30 MEN, a slight exaggeration, on her right ass cheek. Valerie managed to keep her composure and even smiled for most of the photos. Brian, with my agreement, had two final humiliations for my beautiful wife. Two nipple clamps were added to my wife’s tortured tits. I thought Valerie was going to faint when the clamps bit into her engorged nipples. I helped Brian put a clamp on each of Val’s puffy red labia and we stood back as the cameras/iphones went crazy. My wife was amazing as she smiled defiantly at our friends and all her new lovers. Brian and I knew we were about to wipe that smile of her face.
Brian hooked 6 inch metal rods to her nipple clamps and I did the same to her labia clamps. One by one, her new lovers, friends, colleagues and bikers, added small weights to the rods. Valerie began to sob as the nipples on her blood engorged and rope tied tits were almost pulled from her body. Her labia took the most weight and were stretched almost 4 inches from her cunt opening. Brian then tilted the frame forward increasing the weight on her nipples. Valerie screamed in pain but after ten minutes she calmed down and accepted what was happening to her. Many more photos were taken with Valerie in this position and even some videos. I helped to keep the weights swinging while iphone videos captured my wife’s humiliation. Brian righted the frame and the guys and Wendy came up to remove the weights. Wendy couldn’t resist giving the rods a tug before removing a weight. Bitch. Valerie was either numb or in a sexual stupor because most of the guys were rough removing weights but my wife didn’t flinch.
Brian tilted the frame back slight to make Valerie a little more comfortable for which I am sure she was thankful. My wife’s tits were turning a dark purple because of lack of blood and I was beginning to worry. Brian assured me that Valerie’s ‘first’ night of humiliation was almost over. My wife’s night of semi-public humiliation was coming to its climax. It became as public as Brian or I could make it without her being arrested. It was now 11 pm and as arranged twelve more men came into the warehouse and stood in front of my tied and naked wife. All had cameras and all were known to my wife.
Eight men were from the storeroom and warehouse at Valerie’s work. Brian saw no reason that only the office staff got to fuck Valerie. The other four, I arranged. Three were neighbors, from either side of our house and one from across the street. The other guy, Darryn, Val went to school with and we met by accident last year. The storemen were shocked that this beauty from their work was exposed to them as a common slut. Brian said most of them had a crush on Valerie and never thought they would see her like this. They all took dozens of photos of my wife. Close ups of her cunt and belly showing our home phone number were very popular. I watched as the men copied our home number and her mobile off her back into their phones. The storemen were taking lots of photos of her stretched labia and tortured tits.
Our neighbors, Trevor, George and Ron, all in their fifties, were mesmorized by my wife hanging obscenely from the frame. All were friends of ours and had no idea they would ever get to see her like this. That didn’t stop them from taking lots and lots of photos! As much pain as my wife was in I could see a slight smile on her face as she stared back at our neighbors and work colleagues. We both new that her humiliation had only just started.
Brian called and end to the night with the promise that Valerie would again be available to fuck and humiliate in the near future. We hadn’t discussed any future dates at that point but I knew that it would, and did, happen. Brian, Bob, Wendy, myself and of course Valerie were the only ones left in the warehouse. Wendy undid the ropes on Valerie’s tits. Valerie screamed as blood rushed back into her tortured breasts. With the ropes removed from Val’s arms and legs we helped her down from the frame. My wife’s labia still hung obscenely form her still dripping snatch. I’m sure it was a mixture of her own juices along with Peter’s cum. Bob had Valerie pose with Wendy for a half dozen photos. The contrast between my obscenely sign written slut wife and the demurely dressed Wendy was stark. Valerie looked exactly what she wanted. A well fucked, abused and gangbanged whore. She could not have been happier. I could not have been more proud.
Bob took Val into the restroom to help her shower and remove the black marker. Wendy, surprisingly, made no protest. Wendy seemed quite taken by Brian and didn’t reject outright the suggestion that she participate in a similar night. Wendy said she didn’t think she could go as far as Val but with restrictions she might be interested if Bob was OK with it. Bob and Val finally returned from the restroom and apart from her mottled tits Val looked quite normal. Her skin was quite pink from the scrubbing to remove black ink and I could still read SLUT on her forehead. Apparently she had made no attempt to remove the word SLUT at Bob’s request. We all looked at Val’s labia and were surprised how good her cunt looked. The hot water had helped and her snatch looked almost normal.
Brian asked Valerie if she would be interested in more nights at the biker club and she said she would but with conditions. The conditions were no more tit binding, she has a fear of breast cancer, and no more labia stretching. No restrictions on who fucked her or how many and certainly no restrictions on photos/videos. Whipping/paddling was fine to but no long term marks or welts. Brian readily agreed to the conditions and promised Val a job for life regardless of future sexual escapades. Valerie’s labia returned to its normal shape and her bruised tits are perfect again.
To say our life became very interesting after that night would be an understatement. All the warehousemen have fucked my wife and do so on a regular basis. Val is the office sex toy and she is fucked at least a couple of times a day every day at work. Brian takes her on business trips and lets his clients and friends fuck her. My wife entertains the bikers at the clubhouse once a month and has even done a girl on girl night there with Wendy. Bob lets Wendy perform at the club once every couple of months and both are enjoying the experience. Wendy is not quite as adventurous as Val but is getting there. Our home phone and Val’s mobile never stopped ringing with men who have seen her photos on the net. Val has fucked a few of the guys who have phoned, probably twenty or so, but always with my supervision for safety. We recently changed our home number and Val’s mobile as it was getting over the top.
All of my friends fuck my wife and Trevor, George and Ron, our neighbors, fuck Val almost as much as me. Trevor, a bachelor, often takes Valerie out to shows and will stay the night in a nice hotel. Darryn, her school friend fucks her whenever he is in town. Not the married life everyone would choose but when your wife gets off on humiliation it could not be better. Everyone in our street knows that Valerie is a slut and the humiliation that entails keeps her wet. When she goes to work she has no idea who or how many are going to fuck her and she loves that. Every man she works with has fucked her. Every man she works with, office and warehouse, have photos of her being fucked or tied up on a wooden frame. Val knows the men, particularly the warehouseman, share her photos with deliverymen who visit the warehouse. Val even let two UPS guys strip her and fuck her at the request of the warehouse foreman. Being fucked by two strangers on the meal room table in front of her colleagues was very humiliating and she loved it. Of course UPS now has photos of her too!
It won’t last forever and maybe one day we will have to move. While Valerie has her looks and men want to fuck her we will continue. When Val’s looks begin to fade she may have to do more outrageous things so men will still want to fuck her. If so, so be it. What she does now is pretty outrageous and I’m not sure there is much she won’t do to keep men fucking her. I love her so much.
Brian became disturbed at the red welts left on my wife’s body after Wendy finished her ten strokes. He immediately called a halt to Valerie’s whipping and had her released from the framework. I quite enjoyed watching my wife being beaten as she writhed and sobbed and our friends and her colleagues roared their approval. Brian explained to the crowd that if Valerie was too badly hurt she would be able to fuck everyone. We all saw the sense in what Brian was saying and I felt a little ashamed at my behavior. Brian and Wendy took my wife into the restroom and when they returned thirty minutes later Valerie looked much better. Wendy, a trained nurse, used the salve that Brian had thoughtfully brought and soothed my wife’s flesh. Apart from some light red marks Valerie looked as good as new.
For the next two hours Valerie was passed from man to man and was repeatedly fucked in the ass and cunt. Every man in the building, except me, fucked my wife. Valerie was having the time of her life. At one time my best friend, Sandro, was fucking her in the ass while she deep throated her boss, Brian. One of her work colleagues, Adrian, had brought along his digital SLR camera and was taking hundreds of photos. Some of the photos he took of my wife being triple penetrated were fantastic. Watching my wife with our friend’s cock in her cunt while a biker fucked her ass is a memory I will have forever. Valerie also managed to take someone’s cock down her throat at the same time. She was magnificent.
Everyone took photos of Valerie in action with their phone cameras. There must have been at least 500 photos taken of my slut wife being fucked in every hole. Of course videos were also taken and Valerie managed to smile and say hello in most of them. After the two hours Valerie had a break and took a shower to freshen up. While she showering guys were coming in and taking photos and videos. I told my wife we would have absolutely no control over who saw the hundreds of photos and scores of videos and she was not fazed in the least. Valerie said she was living her fantasy and didn’t care. I helped my wife douche her cunt and ass. She dried herself and applied a minimum of makeup and returned to the ‘arena’.
Brian asked if anyone wanted to fuck Valerie before the night’s finale. My friend, Adam, and Val’s colleague Peter, said they wanted to fuck her again. They tossed a coin to see who got her ass and Adam won. They fucked her for a good ten minutes, I admired their stamina, before both unloaded cum into her holes. I used a damp towel to wipe the dripping semen from her body as I helped her to her feet. Brian announced that Valerie would be bound to the wooden frame and everyone would have the chance to write on her body with permanent marker. The framework had a mechanism that allowed it to be tilted in varying degrees. Wendy and another woman bound Valerie’s tits so tight I thought they would burst. Only two inches on each tit was left uncovered with rope. Valerie, although in obvious pain, offered no protest as the woman tightened the ropes. Brian and two of my friends then tied my wife to the frame. Her arms, from above her elbows to her wrists, were bound to the frame. Two of her work colleagues then bound her legs from above her knees to her ankles to the lower part of the X.
Valerie looked beautiful tied spreadeagled to the wooden frame. Her now purple tits looked very painful and cum was leaking from her ass and cunt. Iphone flashes were going off as everyone took advantage of my wife’s predicament. Black markers were passed around and anyone who wanted to could write whatever they wanted on my wife’s exposed flesh. CUMDUMP and WHORE was written on her thighs and SLUT was written on her forehead. Wendy wrote VALERIE above my wife’s cunt and our home phone number, including the arear code 313, on her stomach. I wanted to wipe off the phone number but Brian held me back. Our deal was no interference from me unless Valerie was being injured. It was too late anyway as scores of photos had already been taken showing the phone number.
The normal juvenile things were written on the rest of my wife’s body. FUCK HERE with and arrow pointing to her cunt. #1 COCKSUCKER on her back along with her mobile number. GANGBANGED was written on her left ass cheek and 30 MEN, a slight exaggeration, on her right ass cheek. Valerie managed to keep her composure and even smiled for most of the photos. Brian, with my agreement, had two final humiliations for my beautiful wife. Two nipple clamps were added to my wife’s tortured tits. I thought Valerie was going to faint when the clamps bit into her engorged nipples. I helped Brian put a clamp on each of Val’s puffy red labia and we stood back as the cameras/iphones went crazy. My wife was amazing as she smiled defiantly at our friends and all her new lovers. Brian and I knew we were about to wipe that smile of her face.
Brian hooked 6 inch metal rods to her nipple clamps and I did the same to her labia clamps. One by one, her new lovers, friends, colleagues and bikers, added small weights to the rods. Valerie began to sob as the nipples on her blood engorged and rope tied tits were almost pulled from her body. Her labia took the most weight and were stretched almost 4 inches from her cunt opening. Brian then tilted the frame forward increasing the weight on her nipples. Valerie screamed in pain but after ten minutes she calmed down and accepted what was happening to her. Many more photos were taken with Valerie in this position and even some videos. I helped to keep the weights swinging while iphone videos captured my wife’s humiliation. Brian righted the frame and the guys and Wendy came up to remove the weights. Wendy couldn’t resist giving the rods a tug before removing a weight. Bitch. Valerie was either numb or in a sexual stupor because most of the guys were rough removing weights but my wife didn’t flinch.
Brian tilted the frame back slight to make Valerie a little more comfortable for which I am sure she was thankful. My wife’s tits were turning a dark purple because of lack of blood and I was beginning to worry. Brian assured me that Valerie’s ‘first’ night of humiliation was almost over. My wife’s night of semi-public humiliation was coming to its climax. It became as public as Brian or I could make it without her being arrested. It was now 11 pm and as arranged twelve more men came into the warehouse and stood in front of my tied and naked wife. All had cameras and all were known to my wife.
Eight men were from the storeroom and warehouse at Valerie’s work. Brian saw no reason that only the office staff got to fuck Valerie. The other four, I arranged. Three were neighbors, from either side of our house and one from across the street. The other guy, Darryn, Val went to school with and we met by accident last year. The storemen were shocked that this beauty from their work was exposed to them as a common slut. Brian said most of them had a crush on Valerie and never thought they would see her like this. They all took dozens of photos of my wife. Close ups of her cunt and belly showing our home phone number were very popular. I watched as the men copied our home number and her mobile off her back into their phones. The storemen were taking lots of photos of her stretched labia and tortured tits.
Our neighbors, Trevor, George and Ron, all in their fifties, were mesmorized by my wife hanging obscenely from the frame. All were friends of ours and had no idea they would ever get to see her like this. That didn’t stop them from taking lots and lots of photos! As much pain as my wife was in I could see a slight smile on her face as she stared back at our neighbors and work colleagues. We both new that her humiliation had only just started.
Brian called and end to the night with the promise that Valerie would again be available to fuck and humiliate in the near future. We hadn’t discussed any future dates at that point but I knew that it would, and did, happen. Brian, Bob, Wendy, myself and of course Valerie were the only ones left in the warehouse. Wendy undid the ropes on Valerie’s tits. Valerie screamed as blood rushed back into her tortured breasts. With the ropes removed from Val’s arms and legs we helped her down from the frame. My wife’s labia still hung obscenely form her still dripping snatch. I’m sure it was a mixture of her own juices along with Peter’s cum. Bob had Valerie pose with Wendy for a half dozen photos. The contrast between my obscenely sign written slut wife and the demurely dressed Wendy was stark. Valerie looked exactly what she wanted. A well fucked, abused and gangbanged whore. She could not have been happier. I could not have been more proud.
Bob took Val into the restroom to help her shower and remove the black marker. Wendy, surprisingly, made no protest. Wendy seemed quite taken by Brian and didn’t reject outright the suggestion that she participate in a similar night. Wendy said she didn’t think she could go as far as Val but with restrictions she might be interested if Bob was OK with it. Bob and Val finally returned from the restroom and apart from her mottled tits Val looked quite normal. Her skin was quite pink from the scrubbing to remove black ink and I could still read SLUT on her forehead. Apparently she had made no attempt to remove the word SLUT at Bob’s request. We all looked at Val’s labia and were surprised how good her cunt looked. The hot water had helped and her snatch looked almost normal.
Brian asked Valerie if she would be interested in more nights at the biker club and she said she would but with conditions. The conditions were no more tit binding, she has a fear of breast cancer, and no more labia stretching. No restrictions on who fucked her or how many and certainly no restrictions on photos/videos. Whipping/paddling was fine to but no long term marks or welts. Brian readily agreed to the conditions and promised Val a job for life regardless of future sexual escapades. Valerie’s labia returned to its normal shape and her bruised tits are perfect again.
To say our life became very interesting after that night would be an understatement. All the warehousemen have fucked my wife and do so on a regular basis. Val is the office sex toy and she is fucked at least a couple of times a day every day at work. Brian takes her on business trips and lets his clients and friends fuck her. My wife entertains the bikers at the clubhouse once a month and has even done a girl on girl night there with Wendy. Bob lets Wendy perform at the club once every couple of months and both are enjoying the experience. Wendy is not quite as adventurous as Val but is getting there. Our home phone and Val’s mobile never stopped ringing with men who have seen her photos on the net. Val has fucked a few of the guys who have phoned, probably twenty or so, but always with my supervision for safety. We recently changed our home number and Val’s mobile as it was getting over the top.
All of my friends fuck my wife and Trevor, George and Ron, our neighbors, fuck Val almost as much as me. Trevor, a bachelor, often takes Valerie out to shows and will stay the night in a nice hotel. Darryn, her school friend fucks her whenever he is in town. Not the married life everyone would choose but when your wife gets off on humiliation it could not be better. Everyone in our street knows that Valerie is a slut and the humiliation that entails keeps her wet. When she goes to work she has no idea who or how many are going to fuck her and she loves that. Every man she works with has fucked her. Every man she works with, office and warehouse, have photos of her being fucked or tied up on a wooden frame. Val knows the men, particularly the warehouseman, share her photos with deliverymen who visit the warehouse. Val even let two UPS guys strip her and fuck her at the request of the warehouse foreman. Being fucked by two strangers on the meal room table in front of her colleagues was very humiliating and she loved it. Of course UPS now has photos of her too!
It won’t last forever and maybe one day we will have to move. While Valerie has her looks and men want to fuck her we will continue. When Val’s looks begin to fade she may have to do more outrageous things so men will still want to fuck her. If so, so be it. What she does now is pretty outrageous and I’m not sure there is much she won’t do to keep men fucking her. I love her so much.
