Honeymoon Wedding Gift - Chapter 3
After the episode with Kenny I was really paranoid that Mary might return any day and subject Karen to untold sexual humiliation and abuse. I kept close tabs on Karen and called her from work several times a day. Fortunately nothing happened and I never heard from Mary again over the next several months... That is not until about six weeks before our anniversary when a letter arrived announcing that we were the 'lucky newlyweds of last year' and had won a free week back at the secluded hideaway in Massachusetts. I didn't want to go back there again even if they paid me but Karen was overjoyed at the prospect of celebrating our anniversary back at our honeymoon hideaway. I figured I'd agree but then pretend to be sick at the last minute so we wouldn't have to go. ...that plan was blown out of the water a few days later when I received a phone call from Mary informing me that if we didn't accept our prize and show up as planned, she would personally bring the videos over to the house and watch them with Karen.
Six weeks later we were in Massachusetts with John driving us to the cabin and showing us all the same things again before offering us a champagne anniversary toast. Just like the previous year, Karen's drink was drugged and she was soon semi-conscious on the sofa while John produced a pair of handcuffs and shackled me to the same large wooden chair. That's where the similarity ended as Mary walked in with three other women. Knowing Karen's strict religious upbringing, Mary had diabolically planned to violate my wife in a different way... by having her engage in lesbian sex.
In no time they had Karen totally stripped on the sofa. As one of the women knelt between her legs, the others began licking and sucking her firm breasts, hardening Karen's petite pointy nipples. Karen was obviously enjoying the sensual sucking as she began to moan and sigh. Soon she was hungrily sucking one of the women's tits that was offered to her lips. That was replaced by a smoothly shaved pussy as one of the women straddled Karen's head. Soon there was just a tangle of hot naked bodies squirming around on the large blanket that was spread out on the living room floor.
Several dildos, vibrators and butt plugs were introduced into the action along with bottles of scented oil as the women continued to tease and torment my beautiful wife's young body bringing her close to orgasm several times. The action continued for what seemed like an hour with Karen clearly getting into it, hungrily groping and sucking their tits, pussies, toes, fingers _ whatever piece of female flesh she could find.
For the finale, two of the women donned huge strap-on black dildos _Karen was willing lowered onto one of women's cocks as it slid easily up her stretched and lubricated ass. The second woman entered Karen's swollen young pussy with the large black plastic cock while the third woman again straddled Karen's head and pulled her mouth hard into her smooth dripping pussy. Mary and John got shots of the double penetration from every angle as the women screwed Karen for what seemed like an eternity until Karen came with a loud scream of pleasure before passing out. As the final part of the scene, the women dismounted my wife's now limp body and forced me to lick their dildo's clean.
The last girl inserted a cock shaped gag into my mouth and strapped it tight around my head as Mary approached me laughing as she said, "now your turn my slave". It was then that I noticed that the dildo gag in my mouth had a rubber bulb on the outside just as Mary squeezed it forcing a bitter liquid down my throat.
Just as had happened exactly one year earlier, Karen and I woke up together in bed the following morning. We enjoyed the rest of the week together before John reappeared at the appointed time to drive us back to the airport ..again slipping me a package with two video tapes.
We were both pretty tired from the trip back so when we got home we headed right for the bedroom and quickly fell asleep in each others arms.
In the wee hours of the morning I woke up and after checking that Karen was soundly asleep I slipped downstairs to watch the videotapes. The tape of Karen's lesbian orgy was so clear and crisp I couldn't help but get hard just watching it. I began watching the tape of my encounter with the fear of the unknown, not knowing what Mary had done to me. My fears were justified as the tape began with three black men entering the house and stripping me naked. As I had feared a year earlier, they proceeded to use me as their white sex toy, forcing me to suck their cocks and balls, lick their toes, and ream their black asses with my tongue. All that before they took turns fucking my ass and mouth, unloading several loads of their salty cum in both orifices. The video ended with Mary pouring champagne for the three blacks, offering a toast to my first anniversary, and the three of them pissing on my prone body as they downed their bubbly champagne.
If being turned into a gay slave and being used by the three muscular blacks hadn't been enough humiliation, being pissed on at the end just totally deflated me. Feeling broken and abused I headed back upstairs and slipped into bed. Karen stirred and rolled closer to me. She snuggled closer and began stroking me. Karen's caresses managed to overcome my deflated feelings and soon she had me really hard. Climbing on top she proceeded to give me a royal screwing. It was unusual for Karen to initiate sex and even more unusual for her to take charge and be on top but who was I to complain.
After a very satisfying love session, Karen kept talking about how much she had loved going back to our Honeymoon Hideaway... how it enhanced our marriage and invigorated and help release her previously submerged sexual drives. As she continued on and on about how wonderful it had been , she made me promise to take her back there every year for our anniversary. What could I do... I guess it wasn't so bad ...giving up our bodies to my wife's sexual fantasies for one day per year was worth not having it ******* to Karen ...not to mention the added benefit of Karen's positive feeling about the secluded vacations. I was the only one who had to carry around the knowledge and humiliation of these sessions in secret silence.
To be continued...
After the episode with Kenny I was really paranoid that Mary might return any day and subject Karen to untold sexual humiliation and abuse. I kept close tabs on Karen and called her from work several times a day. Fortunately nothing happened and I never heard from Mary again over the next several months... That is not until about six weeks before our anniversary when a letter arrived announcing that we were the 'lucky newlyweds of last year' and had won a free week back at the secluded hideaway in Massachusetts. I didn't want to go back there again even if they paid me but Karen was overjoyed at the prospect of celebrating our anniversary back at our honeymoon hideaway. I figured I'd agree but then pretend to be sick at the last minute so we wouldn't have to go. ...that plan was blown out of the water a few days later when I received a phone call from Mary informing me that if we didn't accept our prize and show up as planned, she would personally bring the videos over to the house and watch them with Karen.
Six weeks later we were in Massachusetts with John driving us to the cabin and showing us all the same things again before offering us a champagne anniversary toast. Just like the previous year, Karen's drink was drugged and she was soon semi-conscious on the sofa while John produced a pair of handcuffs and shackled me to the same large wooden chair. That's where the similarity ended as Mary walked in with three other women. Knowing Karen's strict religious upbringing, Mary had diabolically planned to violate my wife in a different way... by having her engage in lesbian sex.
In no time they had Karen totally stripped on the sofa. As one of the women knelt between her legs, the others began licking and sucking her firm breasts, hardening Karen's petite pointy nipples. Karen was obviously enjoying the sensual sucking as she began to moan and sigh. Soon she was hungrily sucking one of the women's tits that was offered to her lips. That was replaced by a smoothly shaved pussy as one of the women straddled Karen's head. Soon there was just a tangle of hot naked bodies squirming around on the large blanket that was spread out on the living room floor.
Several dildos, vibrators and butt plugs were introduced into the action along with bottles of scented oil as the women continued to tease and torment my beautiful wife's young body bringing her close to orgasm several times. The action continued for what seemed like an hour with Karen clearly getting into it, hungrily groping and sucking their tits, pussies, toes, fingers _ whatever piece of female flesh she could find.
For the finale, two of the women donned huge strap-on black dildos _Karen was willing lowered onto one of women's cocks as it slid easily up her stretched and lubricated ass. The second woman entered Karen's swollen young pussy with the large black plastic cock while the third woman again straddled Karen's head and pulled her mouth hard into her smooth dripping pussy. Mary and John got shots of the double penetration from every angle as the women screwed Karen for what seemed like an eternity until Karen came with a loud scream of pleasure before passing out. As the final part of the scene, the women dismounted my wife's now limp body and forced me to lick their dildo's clean.
The last girl inserted a cock shaped gag into my mouth and strapped it tight around my head as Mary approached me laughing as she said, "now your turn my slave". It was then that I noticed that the dildo gag in my mouth had a rubber bulb on the outside just as Mary squeezed it forcing a bitter liquid down my throat.
Just as had happened exactly one year earlier, Karen and I woke up together in bed the following morning. We enjoyed the rest of the week together before John reappeared at the appointed time to drive us back to the airport ..again slipping me a package with two video tapes.
We were both pretty tired from the trip back so when we got home we headed right for the bedroom and quickly fell asleep in each others arms.
In the wee hours of the morning I woke up and after checking that Karen was soundly asleep I slipped downstairs to watch the videotapes. The tape of Karen's lesbian orgy was so clear and crisp I couldn't help but get hard just watching it. I began watching the tape of my encounter with the fear of the unknown, not knowing what Mary had done to me. My fears were justified as the tape began with three black men entering the house and stripping me naked. As I had feared a year earlier, they proceeded to use me as their white sex toy, forcing me to suck their cocks and balls, lick their toes, and ream their black asses with my tongue. All that before they took turns fucking my ass and mouth, unloading several loads of their salty cum in both orifices. The video ended with Mary pouring champagne for the three blacks, offering a toast to my first anniversary, and the three of them pissing on my prone body as they downed their bubbly champagne.
If being turned into a gay slave and being used by the three muscular blacks hadn't been enough humiliation, being pissed on at the end just totally deflated me. Feeling broken and abused I headed back upstairs and slipped into bed. Karen stirred and rolled closer to me. She snuggled closer and began stroking me. Karen's caresses managed to overcome my deflated feelings and soon she had me really hard. Climbing on top she proceeded to give me a royal screwing. It was unusual for Karen to initiate sex and even more unusual for her to take charge and be on top but who was I to complain.
After a very satisfying love session, Karen kept talking about how much she had loved going back to our Honeymoon Hideaway... how it enhanced our marriage and invigorated and help release her previously submerged sexual drives. As she continued on and on about how wonderful it had been , she made me promise to take her back there every year for our anniversary. What could I do... I guess it wasn't so bad ...giving up our bodies to my wife's sexual fantasies for one day per year was worth not having it ******* to Karen ...not to mention the added benefit of Karen's positive feeling about the secluded vacations. I was the only one who had to carry around the knowledge and humiliation of these sessions in secret silence.
To be continued...
