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Tale of a Bored HousewifeIt was a cool gray, November afternoon. I was walking down the quietupper middle class, suburban street I lived on, on the way to Gloria’shouse. It was fairly windy, a gust whipped up and I had to reach down tohold my skirt. I suppose my modesty wasn’t really in jeopardy but theskirt was considerably shorter than what I was accustomed to wearing.Gloria had asked me to assist her with a party she was throwing forDave’s boss. He had just started a new job she really wanted to impress.Part of his new responsibilities included entertaining customers. Shewas going to hire several college girls to serve food and drinks but shesuggested that maybe I would want to help and in return she would forgetthe $65.00 I had borrowed earlier that month. I readily agreed, theparty sounded like fun. Gloria thought about renting maids uniforms forus but decided against it, she then asked us to all wear matching skirtsand blouses. She had called me earlier in the week and told me that minewas almost ready, I had gone over to her place to try the skirt on. Iwas uncomfortable with how short it was but she laughed it off, remindingme that I was about 20 years behind the times. I didn’t want to appeartoo prudish, I didn’t know any of these people and wouldn’t be the onlyone dressed like this, besides it was no worse than what many other womenwere wearing these days; so I agreed to wear it. I had to admit theoutfit didn’t look too bad on me, a red and black checked skirt, whiteblouse, red scarf, black high heels and suntan panty hose. It may havelooked all right but it wasn’t designed to protect me from the Novembergusts I shivered and hurried along the sidewalk.Gloria met me at the door, she laughed and asked me if it was goingto snow. We stood on the porch and discussed the overcast weather for amoment, until she noticed me shivering. We stepped inside to beginpreparations for the evening. Gloria was busy on the phone so I did mostof the straightening up, setting up the buffet, etc. About 5:00, apretty young girl came to the door wearing the same outfit I was in. Weintroduced each other; Paula was to help me serve. She seemed nice,pert, maybe a little impertinent but friendly enough and I had to admitin that outfit with her figure, she looked smashing. She told me she wasa 19 year old student at a nearby JC. I said goodbye to Pete and Chris,Gloria’s k**s, 16 and 14 respectively. They were going to their ownparty that night, so they wouldn’t be disturbed by ours. They wereactually the reason for my friendship with Gloria; Chris was my daughterkaren’s best friend. And Pete was Karen’s boyfriend. He had alwaysscared me, I thought he might be too “mature” for her, but what could Ido?Gloria came down about 7:30. Dave had just gotten home and theguests had just started arriving. Mostly couples, mid twenties to earlyforties, they were quite well dressed. There were about 25 people inall, including Paula and I. I was introduced to most of the guests andwas flattered by the interest all took in me although a littleuncomfortable. The women were less friendly, maybe even condescending.It seems that Gloria had mentioned something about me to most of them. Iwas involved in putting away the guests’ coats and serving drinks. Atone point I walked by the kitchen and heard Gloria on the phone.Something caught my attention and I froze, listening to theconversation……”36 years old, married, 3 k**s, 5’6″, 120lbs, greeneyes, brown hair, has no idea what’s going on. This bitch has never eventhought about anyone other than her husband.”At that the party on the other end must have said something, for Gloriawas silent. I was dumbfounded, she couldn’t be talking about me??About this time she looked up and noticed me standing there. Shelooked startled but recovered well, “what are you doing? Dammit Joan thisis personal I’d appreciate it if”……..I turned and went back into theliving room; the incident seemed strange but I really didn’t think it wasimportant, I could confront her later. I didn’t think she really hadbeen talking about me.I went into the living room, it was quite large, with a fireplacein the center. They had used furniture to divide it into two “rooms”; afamily room and a more formal living room. I went to the buffet tableset up in the ajoining dining room and started helping Paula serve.Occasionally one of us would carry around a tray of drinks. I began tofeel slightly uncomfortable, out of place. There was an air ofexcitement in the room but whenever I got near enough to a group to hearor join in the conversation it seemed to die; sudden pauses, pregnantsilences etc. This happened several times and I was wondering what wasgoing on. Paula seemed to fit right in though. When she brought arounda tray I saw her laughing with the main group. One of the men put hisarm around in a manner that suggested they had not just met. Several ofthem including Paula looked over in my direction as if appraising me,then Paula returned and offered to relieve me for a while. This went onuntil about 9:30.Dave came over and took my arm, “there’s someone I want you tomeet”. He introduced me to Craig, his boss, and Phil, Gloria’s brother.Both men seemed seriously interested in my life, my family, job etc. andwere really probing me for details. This seemed strange too but awelcome relief from the alienation I had been feeling up to this point.I took a glass of wine and began to loosen up.About half an hour later Gloria gathered all the guests back into theliving room, saying “it’s time folks”. Everyone seemed quite excited atthis and I wondered, “what in the world”………I was on my 2nd glass ofwine, (I never drink), and slightly lightheaded. Phil gently took it outof my hands, took my arm firmly and guided me to the living room. Thechairs and couches had been rearranged in a semi circle in front of thefireplace. In the center a long low coffee table had been placed. Theguests were seated or standing around the table. Phil guided me to thefront, I was confused but held his arm. Gloria stood in front of thetable facing everyone.”This is something I have been looking forward to for a while. Joanhas been interested in Indian rights for some time. She doesn’t know itbut tonight she is going to help collect money for the cause”. There wasa general outbreak of laughter at that. I decided that I would prefer tobe standing in the back and started to move but found my arms suddenlygrabbed. I froze. “Bring her up here”, Gloria commanded. Paula and Jan(a friend of mine from Garden Club) each took one arm and pulled me up onthe coffee table, I resisted but not too hard, not knowing what wascoming. I was turned so that I faced the group, my arms still held, andmy hair wrapped around Paula’s hand, she forced my head so I had to facethe group.Gloria smiled at me and told me to relax, “this won’t betoo bad we’re just going to auction off some clothing”. The room eruptedwith laughter. I was numb, too shocked to scream. Gloria stood next tothe table “what do I hear for her scarf?”; some one offered $1.00,another $2.00, the bidding went up to $5.00. At that time Gloriaaccepted the bid, and reached for me, ripping the scarf from around myneck. I screamed, a hand was clamped around my face. The scarf wasforced down my throat and with my arms held I couldn’t get it out.People started to sit down, they all appeared to know what was going tohappen. “Next up, her blouse”, There was some cursory bidding, Gloriabacked up close to the table, I saw the opportunity and tried to kickher. That was a mistake. Phil and Craig grabbed both legs. They eachtook hold of an ankle. In addition they rubbed their hands up and downmy thighs and up under my skirt, much to the amusement of the otherguests. I was sobbing in my humiliation but there was no escape.After a little more bidding my blouse was removed. Phil won thebidding and took it off himself. They bent me over a little so that hisface was level with mine. He reached out and ripped my blouse down thefront, he jerked my arms out, I tried to cover up but Jan twisted my armuntil I gagged. I relaxed and they straightened me back up. I was heldthere, up on the table with just my bra on. I went blank for a moment,the only other man who had ever seen me like this was Tom……… Inever in my worst dreams imagined this could ever happen. Paula fingereda gold chain I was wearing. It had a diamond pendant. Tom had given itto me for our 12th wedding anniversary. It was sold for $5.00. It wasripped off my neck, the chain breaking at the clasp, and ripping myneck. Gloria told Paula to hold up my ring finger so my wedding bandcould be examined, “she won’t be needing that tonight”. It went for afew dollars. I was still kind of in shock, I was sobbing but was stillunbelieving. These things really don’t happen. Again Gloria steppedup. She reached out and snapped the strap on my bra. “What do I hearfor this fine Maiden Form Brassiere?”…. The other guests all laughedat her sarcasm, they talked among themselves but most of the attentionwas riveted on me. The bidding went on. My bra was sold for $20.00.Gloria didn’t make any move to remove it though, I was shaking like aleaf, what next? “Whoever correctly guesses what size this item ofclothing is shall have the privilege of removing it, however an incorrectguess costs $5.00″. She reached back and looked at the tag and laughed,”not bad, who’s your plastic surgeon?”. I was turned and poked byseveral guys “so they could have a fightin’ chance of guessing right”.Several people tried guessing, on the third guess Steve’s wife Marie said36D, and Gloria smiled….”we have a winner”. Marie “graciously allowed”Steve to remove the bra. He took his time. He poked, rubbed and fondledme to the delight of the crowd for about five minutes. I had lostcontrol by then, sobbing hysterically. Finally He removed it, and hishands.I had noticed earlier that several people had brought camera’s withthem, now it appeared that everyone had. I was turned and twisted topose for these people, my hair practically ripped out of my head to forceme to look into the cameras. Paula reached down, still holding one armand ripped my skirt up to my waist, flashbulbs popped. They didn’tbother with the formality of auctioning my skirt, it disappeared in afrenzy. I passed out.When I awoke I was spreadeagled on my back on the coffee table, feettied, each to a leg, arms held back over my head by Paula and Jan, andwas surrounded by the guests, Gloria was slapping my face. When I openedmy eyes she smiled “she’s ready now” Craig was standing at my feet. Hiswife ritualistically unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them down. Shecaressed his penis but it was throbbing, he didn’t need much help. Whenhe entered me it was rough. I screamed into the gag and everyone brokeinto hysterical laughter. Craig even stopped and smiled, but not forlong. He had intercourse with me more roughly than I ever imaginedpossible. Each stroke seemed to burn itself into my insides. I lookedup once into his eyes and saw a terrible fury there. When he was done Hepulled out and stood up, He moved to the head of the table and stoodover me his penis dripping into my face. He put one foot on the tablenext to my face and motioned Paula and Jan to pose on either side of himlike a champion race car driver being congratulated after a victory whilehis wife took several snapshots. They also each put a leg up on thetable, their nyloned legs flanking him as Marion took the shots. I triedto cover up, Jan grabbed an arm and I was jerked back into a helplessposition. After Craig, the other men began taking turns on me. Theyblanked into one another I was only semi-aware when one was done andanother started.Again I blacked out. I was thinking about Tom and Karen my 14 yearold, (and Pete’s girlfriend). I imagined myself with them on the beachduring our last vacation. I was warm and comfortable. In my dream I waswarm and comfortable, I thought I saw my son coming towards me with acold coke. He threatened to pour it on me.I awoke with a start to look up into Steve’s face as he rubbed a coldbottle of beer against my crotch. Things were quieter, the lights hadbeen 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 andhis wife Marie gently guided me to a couch. I noticed that most of theguests were gone, there were several couples sitting at the other end ofthe 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 myblouse. My panties were nowhere to be found. I put on my panty hose andwith Marie’s help my shoes and skirt. Steve was still holding my blouseand bra. Gloria noticed something and walked down to our end of theroom. “Steve let me help you with that stuff, It’s not fit for Joan towear anymore so let’s just chuck it”. With that Steve frowned but handedher the clothing and she tossed it into the fireplace where itdisappearred in a temporary resurgence of the dying fire.Marie and Steve both looked a little sympathetic, they sat on thecouch on either side of me. They were both quite gentle, and after thelast hours I clung to that. The room was warm but I was still shakinguncontrollably. Steve held me to stop my shaking. For the first time Icould remember I stopped sobbing. I didn’t resist when Steve cupped onebreast. He was gentle and I felt a little safer being held. Marie spokeup. “I saved your wedding ring for you, want it back? Of course, ….listen though Steve has a fantasy about this, would you be willing tohelp him live it? It’s a lot easier than what you’ve already beenthrough tonight”. I nodded agreement silently. I knew I had no choiceand bursa escort I was more comfortable here than I would have been if Gloria noticedme 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 onmy ring finger. Steve unzipped his pants and motioned for me to pull hismember out. I hesitated but when Marie started to move I reached forit. I took it out, It was hard almost immediately. Marie guided me tothe floor in front of Steve where I knelt. She pushed my Face down intohis crotch and I understood I was to take it in my mouth. I gagged butdid it. After a few moments she pulled my head back and told me that ifI wanted to I could just use my hand but I would have to let him come inmy face. Dumbly I cooperated. I was in a kind of shock. Everytime Itried 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 toprotect my eyes. He came a lot, it was warm and felt smooth against myskin.Flashbulbs popped. I looked left and there were Paula and Gloriaboth 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 Iwas to learn that it was dripping off my ring, that was the object of theexercise). When Steve finished cumming, Marie wiped his cock off with myother hand and replaced it in his pants. They both got up as if I wasn’teven there and joined the other group. I heard a long burst ofhysterical laughter. Gloria spoke up as they left. “Get on your feetand bring us some wine, and see if anyone wants any dessert.” Icomplied, 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 tothe remaining guests. I was directed to again remove my skirt and kneelon the floor under the lamp where they could all see me, until I wasneeded. I complied. I tried not to look into anyones’ eyes, I wassobbing again but afraid of making too much noise. At one point Gloriagot up and threw my skirt into the fire, she also grabbed the arm that Iwas using to cover my breasts and jerked away. “Don’t you dare coverup”. After that they mostly ignored me in the conversation but wouldoccasionally give me a look of disgust to insure I was aware of mycondition.For awhile I knelt there, leaning back fully exposing my breasts toavoid Gloria’s wrath. I was thinking back through my entirerelationship with Gloria and Dave. I had never seen anything remotelycomparing to their treatment of me tonight. I had felt that Gloria wasoccasionally unnecessarily snippish with me, even rude, but she hadalways seemed to be a fairly reliable friend. I had confided in herabout marital problems etc. and she in me. Her cruelty shocked me as didher blatant enjoyment of my subjugation. I thought about Jan. She hadalways been a good friend. She was what men call a doll, small,excellent figure, pretty face, dark complexion, attracted men like fliesbut seemed to ignore them.Tonight she was acting extremely provocative, enjoying egging the menon, and directing their energies towards me. She also enjoyed mysubjugation. I never even imagined that she could act like this.About 3:30 Paula got up to leave and Gloria told me to help her withher coat. Standing there in the hallway Paula smiled and cruellytold me that “I have really enjoyed the evening, haven’t you?” Shelaughed and told me that she had made a deal with Gloria, and I was thedeal. I would be hearing from her later in the week, and if I valued myfamily I would cooperate. She pulled my necklace out of her pocket andtold me she would get it fixed. Maybe I could borrow it sometime….withthat she stepped out the door and I was left alone in the hallway. Davecame out and guided me to the basement, he pointed to a pile of blanketsand said Gloria would be down in the morning. I heard that door shut andthe lock click into place. Alone in the dark, I sobbed myself throughthe 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. Howcould 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 meto squint in pain. Gloria came down carrying some clothing which shedumped at my feet. “Get up!! Joan I’m not going to waste time withunnecessary threats. Suffice to say that I have affidavits from everyonewho 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 formore. I have pictures that would ruin your marriage for ever. Andfinally if you don’t want me to include Karen in our next Soiree, youwill do as you are told. I do require you to sign two papers and then Iam going to let you go. I know you won’t be stupid enough to fight thisbut just in case.”I looked at the papers. One said something to the effect that I hadagreed to “sell my body” for $65.00. I agreed to serve as theentertainment at an “adult” party with the understanding that providingsexual 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 mewrite that I would gladly perform fellatio and have intercourse withwhosoever desired at this party. And that I understood that althoughsuch an agreement was i*****l it would suffice to prove thevoluntariness of any sexual activety. I managed to maintain my composureand although I shook, I wrote what she wanted. After I had written whatshe 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 heknew what you had done, so you asked your husband to leave you alone forthe weekend.” Finally she had me write a note to Tom on the back of thecontract. “Tom I decided to see what the rest of the world was like. Ienjoyed what the 11 guys at that party did to me. Ask Gloria for somesnapshots.” I complied. Gloria told me she was sure that she wouldnever have to use this paper.The other form was a model release which covered the entire night. Itspecifically mentioned that the photos were nude, I had posed voluntarilyand that I assigned to Gloria the rights to do what she desired with themincluding publication. The total helplessness of the situation got tome. I broke into tears. “Joan if you don’t sign this in about 3 secondsyou will lose the chance and I will have to protect myself in a lessgenteel fashion”. I wasn’t sure what she meant but decided that I hadnothing to lose by signing the forms. I did and she left. Strangely shelooked at me with almost friendliness in her eyes and said gently, “Joanthings have changed, but you’re going to be all right. If you continueto do what you’re told, we will take care of you.” As she climbed thestairs out of the basement she left the basement door open and opened theback door of her home. I was looking directly outside.I stepped out of the light and dressed. She had chosen the clothesto humiliate me. There was no bra or panties, the sweater was herdaughters, and about 3 sizes too small. The shoes were mine, thepantyhose mine (it had been washed) but the skirt was again Chris’. Inaddition to being too tight it was so short I was afraid to walk, if Itook too long a step I felt I would be exposing myself to the world. ButI did put it on and stepped out the door to freedom.Walking down the street to my home I reflected on the evening. AndGloria’s cryptic final remarks, she couldn’t think she could do this tome again? I looked down at what I was wearing and realized that shemight be able to do what she wanted. That was a chilling thought. Iknew I could never go to the police. There was a real possibility thateven if they believed my story, that Gloria could indeed ruin my life andmy families’. I passed by a moving van, people were just moving into thehome. Three guys stood on the steps. I heard a loud whistle, andanother. Realizing they were for me I smiled involuntarily but steppedup my pace. I felt embarrassed but flattered. I looked up into theNovember sky. It was the deepest blue and the brightest sunlight that Ihad seen in a long time…………….I had spent the rest of that weekend in a daze. Saturday afternoonwhen I got home, I immediately took off the clothes Gloria had sent meaway in, and threw them into the garbage in the garage. I tried tosleep. Although I had not slept in a day and a half, I was still toupset. I wandered around the house, but couldn’t seem to sit down.About 6:30 I ran some water for a bath. As I lay there I began torelax. When I moved I realized how sore I was. I think it was than thatthe shock wore off and the full import of what had happened hit me. Ihad been ****d, not just ****d but gang-****d. Not by strangers in somealley, but by friends, and neighbors, less than two blocks from my home.Not knowing where to turn, or what to do I moved from the tub to my bedand eventually drifted off to sleep.When I woke up Sunday I was still in kind of a funk. It was a coldclear day and I forced myself to clean up around the house, etc. inpreparation for my families return from Tom’s parents. I thought aboutfriday night. That was the first time I had had sex with anyone otherthan my husband. I was ashamed to admit it but the worst part was thehumiliation. The sex with the men had been degrading but …………..When Tom and the k**s got there I tried to act cheerful and welcome themback. Karen immediately stated that she was going to run over to seePete. I lost control. I yelled at her, told her that she was not goinganywhere. Everyone stared at me, Karen looked shocked but said nothing.Tom took me aside and asked me if I was allright. I said yes, there wasnothing wrong. He went over to Karen and told her to wait until afterdinner to leave. While she was gone I was scared silly. What would shefind out over there? I did not know at the time if Pete or Chris knewwhat had happened to me, it was so crazy I did not know what to think.The next few days went slowly. Tom repeatedly asked me what waswrong but I could not tell him. He could never understand. I know I wasacting strangely but could not help myself. We tried to make loveseveral times. Each time Tom would try to approach me I kept thinkingabout that Friday night. The one time we did make love I remembercomparing his lovemaking to Craig’s brutal intercourse. I didn’t enjoyTom that night at all. It was so cold so dispassionate, I think Tomfinally got the message. 10 days later, about 7:00 one night I came downstairs and heard people talking in the living room. “What happened lastweekend, she hasn’t been the same since?” There was an edge on Tom’svoice when he spoke. “She seemed all right Friday night when she left”.That was Dave speaking, Gloria spoke up. “Steve and Marie Daniels leftwith her, they were going to drop her off since it was pretty late. Italked to Marie last week and she didn’t mention anything”. “Why don’twe all get together Saturday? Maybe she’s just depressed and a littleget together will cheer her up.” Tom agreed that that might be a goodidea. Gloria mentioned that she would try and invite a few other peopleand would talk to Tom later in the week to set it up. I realized that ifsomeone saw me standing here they would notice that I had beeneavesdropping. I went on down into the living room. Gloria and Davewere there with Tom. Gloria smiled warmly and mentioned that since shehadn’t heard from me in a while they thought they would stop by. Imumbled hello, and sat next to Tom. We sat and talked for about 45minutes. Everything seemed so, so…normal. After they left I wonderedif that night had really happened. I wanted to forget and they acted asif nothing had changed.I tried to talk Tom out of going but he was adament. Saturdaymorning came and I saw that I had no choice. I pretended to be sick, andthat was not far from the truth but the k**s were eager to leave and Tomseemed intent on dragging me there. I put on some jeans and a blouse andwe left to walk over there. As we walked down the street I took stock ofmy family. Tom was 36, a fairly successful attorney and his practice wasjust beginning to come into its own. After some hard years it lookedlike he was in the process of becoming one of the most prominent localattorneys. He was 5’10”, 175 lbs and stayed in great shape. I wasextremely proud of him. When I married him I had misgivings. He was awonderful person, extremely dependable and I knew he could take care ofme but he was a little to staid, to damn dependable. I realized as Ilooked at him that I had made the right choice. I cared for him deeplyand he was a wonderful husband and father. I looked at Karen my 14 yearold. She was a sophmore in high school, well behaved and normally easyto handle. Many of my friends envied me because Karen and I seemed tohave so few problems. Her figure had been developing faster than Iwanted to see though, I worried about her. She went out with Pete,Gloria’s 16 year old and I felt that he was to wild for he. Scott my 12year old was skinny as a beanpole, a little awkward but he was moving outof the awkward stage and I was quite proud of him. Linda our youngestwas 11, she was a little monster, I loved her dearly though, she was myfavorite. Tom accused me of spoiling her. All in all I was extremelyproud of my family.I looked up and saw that we had almost reached Gloria’s house. I wasa little nervous but Tom had told me that we could leave after a littleif I still didn’t feel better. If he only knew!!! Dave met us at thedoor. Behind him stood Mona who had been Karen and Scott’s 5th gradeteacher. I heard voices in the living room and I escort bursa saw Phil, Gloria’sbrother and a young women I didn’t know. While Dave introduced me toPhil and his date (Denise) Mona took Tom off to the side and theyappeared to be engaged in an earnest discussion. The k**s disappearedupstairs. I realized that I was the only woman not wearing a skirt or adress. Gloria came out of the kitchen, welcomed us and asked if Mona orI could give her a hand in the kitchen for a moment. Mona grabbed myhand and almost dragged me into the kitchen. Once there she placed herhand over my mouth while Gloria picked up a cup of some bright red sauceand splashed it on my white blouse. Gloria spoke loudly, “I’m terriblysorry”. She went on for a moment while Mona relaxed her grip but kept ahand on my arm and quietly said. “Cooperate with me Joan and today willbe fairly easy for you.” Before I could answer Mona pulled me out of thekitchen, I tried to look embarrassed, not scared. I knew somehow thatthat was how they wanted me to act while Gloria announced how clumsy shewas. Mona offered to take me home to change clothes, while Gloriacontinued to act sympathetic and apologize. The show was clearly forTom’s benefit. I understood from the pressure of Mona’s fingers that Iwas to accept her offer. I did.She drove me the 2 blocks to my home silently. I asked her what wasgoing on, for a moment I was outraged but when she offered to take meback and allow Gloria to tell Tom what I had really done 2 weeks earlierI became a little scared (terrified) and went along with her. She pulledup into my driveway, I got out and begain walking towards the back door.She stopped me. “When you enter a home alone you will use the back door,when you are with someone else, you will ensure that they at least usethe front”.I looked at her as if to ask what in the world but thought better ofit. She went up the stairs and straight into my bedroom. I watched heras she went through my closet. She was tall about 5’8″, blonde hair,blue eyes, single and about 31 or 32 years old. She had a good body andas I remembered she had always liked to flaunt it. She was wearing along black skirt, but it was slit to mid thigh. I had seen when we hadwalked into Gloria’s home that Tom had noticed her. I had felt a tingeof jealousy.After going through my closet for a moment she turned to me and told meto get out all my skirts, pumps or heels, tan or flesh covered panty hose,and sweaters. She would choose what I was to wear. I complied with herdemand. As I bent down to get out my shoes I bumped into her. She grabbedmy hair and slapped my twice across the face. She didn’t hit me hard but Iwas shocked. Tears rolled down my face. “Hurry up, if we don’t get back ina few minutes Gloria will be getting out the picture album she created foryou last week and showing Tom and your k**s what a good show you put on.”After I had lain everything out she picked out 2 pair of shoes, plain blackpumps and plain white ones, several pair of panty hose and a sweater. Shemade me try on several skirts. Finally she made me put on the black pumps,panty hose, a knee length black skirt and a red turtle neck. She put severalskirts, the white pumps and some panty hose into a shopping bag. As sheturned to go almost as an afterthought she told me to show her what kind ofsweaters Karen had. She picked out a sweater that I had given Karen for herbirthday, a beautiful white angora sweater. She placed that in her shoppingbag and we left.When we got back they were all sitting down to dinner. Gloria sat Tomdown at one table and Mona quickly grabbed the empty seat to his right. Ifelt Phil’s hand guide me to a seat at the other table. I looked over atTom, he smiled at me and started to say something. Right about then Monaplaced her hand on his arm and he turned to talk to her. I sat down betweenPhil and Denise. I wasn’t very hungry. I picked at my food. Phil tried tomake small talk and so did Denise. About halfway through the dinner I feltPhil’s hand on my leg. He started at the knee and slid his hand between myskirt and leg. While smiling at my daughter and asking her about a party shehad gone to with Pete he fondled my thigh up to my panties. We both acted asif nothing was happening. Denise looked at him and in a very sotto voice,told him to “leave her alone,……for now” they both laughed at that andafter that they pretty much ignored me.After dinner Gloria grabbed me and guided me into the kitchen. I couldhear Tom talking to Phil and Mona just outside the door. She told me thatDave had something to show me. He came up from the basement and motioned forme to follow him down. I went down behind him, upstairs I could hear thevoices of the others. He took me to the corner where I had spent the night 2weeks earlier. There was a blanket covering one wall. He removed it,underneath there were dozens of pictures. They were all of me, in thevarious stages of undress that I had been forced to parade around in thatnight. In the center there was a large color photo of me, topless, on myknees, with my left hand around an erect penis, no more than 3 inches from myface. Cum was dripping off my face and hand. My wedding ring could beclearly seen underneath. It looked as if I was smiling. Next to that onethere was a shot of me wearing panties, pantyhose, black heels, and nothingelse. I was kneeling in the living room while 6 or 7 people sat on thecouches ignoring me. “Joan if you will cooperate today we won’t show thesepictures to Tom. If at any time you cause any trouble though, he will getthe same tour that you received.” Numbly I turned away. I started to cry.”If he sees something is wrong, we will have to assume you are not dcooperating. I will leave you alone here for a few moments but we will beexpecting you upstairs.” He smiled at me, and reached down and raised myskirt. He looked at my legs for a moment, as if to show me that he had thatpower. He dropped my skirt and left the basement without speaking again.After several minutes I turned and walked up the stairs.I numbly reached for the door handle, I was going to just leave, nothingcould be worse than staying. Gloria was standing right outside the door. Shesmiled and told me that she thought I might try and leave, but it would beeasier if I stayed. If I left she and Mona would have to show Tom what a “sluthe had married.” After she and Mona finished talking to Tom I could never gohome again. If I continued to cooperate I would only suffer momentaryembarrassment. I was repulsed at what she considered “momentary embarrassment”but knew that I had no choice. We went inside. Most everyone was in theliving room. Tom was there with Mona. He looked up at me. “How are youfeeling?” “Better I lied”. Gloria told Tom that she wanted to show me her newcrafts room. He laughed and told me to have fun. Gloria guided me up thestairs. We went up into what had been the attic. It had been remodeled forher to use for her hobbies. (I was soon to learn that I was a hobby). Oncethere Denise soon joined us. Phil was right behind her. “Shall we getstarted?” Gloria asked sarcastically. Phil grabbed my arms while Gloria andDenise pulled my sweater off. As soon as my arms slipped through the sleevesPhil grabbed them again. They removed my skirt and slip and then, strangely,Gloria asked Phil and Denise to leave the room.””Joan, don’t talk, just and absorb what I have to say. Go ahead, sit downon the bed. Obviously you realized earlier that you have more to gain by goingalong with us than by fighting. What I have in mind for you isn’t too bad.You are going to have to learn to cooperate. If you do, your life will go onpretty much as it always has. If not, well, I have some alternate plans. Forthe rest of today, relax and try to have fun. I promise you will not be hurt.”I thought about what she had said. All through my life, from high school,college, and marriage I had been a “good girl”, a “good wife” and generally hadconformed to what a “nice” girl should do. Tom had been my “first”. Ifantasized about other men on occasion but had never so much as expressed thethought. I always dressed modestly. The night they ****d me I was terrified,humiliated, degraded to the point of being sick, but when I thought back aboutit, I started to feel warm down around my vagina. I knew, and she knew that Iwas going to cooperate. She knew how I felt, degraded but excited.Dave came in the room. Gloria commanded that I kneel on the floor. I did.Phil and Denise came back in. Denise picked up a tape measure and proceeded totake my measurements. After she measured my bust I was allowed to replace mybra. She recorded the measurements on a bulletin board. I noticed that therewere blanks there so the succeeding measurements could be compared to theprevious ones. Dave looked down the stairs and into the hallway. He reportedthat the coast was clear Gloria led me down stairs to the bathroom. I wasdirected to step on the scale. We started back into the attic but Gloriaguided me to her bedroom. She pushed my head down into what had been an oldheating grate, but was now slightly open into her living room. I saw Tom andMona on the couch, Mona had her hand on his arm and it was obvious they wereengrossed in conversation. Her skirt had slipped partially off her thigh. Hewas enjoying her company. It was also obvious that she was offering him morethan a platonic relationship. Before I could react Gloria guided me backupstairs. I was directed to kneel on the floor again while the othersdiscussed my body. I learned that they thought it was good, but that I wouldbe sent to the “Workout World” to improve it. During the afternoon, I stayedthere, not ignored but not harrassed either. Phil wrote out an exerciseschedule and told me that I would be using it soon. Dave and Phil spent most ofthe time downstairs.I could hear the k**s in another room but they stayed well out of the waymost of the afternoon. I was terrified that one of them would come in and seeme like this. Denise mentioned something to Gloria about Tom coming up butGloria laughed and assured her that Mona was not going to let him out of hersight.Late in the afternoon Denise told me to dress and come on downstairs. Shetook me into the bathroom and helped rearrange my make-up. When I camedownstairs Tom had the k**s in the living room and they were preparing toleave. Gloria asked me to stay. “Tom you don’t mind if Joan stays awhile doyou?” He said it was up to me. They both looked at me, but before I couldspeak Gloria spoke up, “great, it’s settled, Joan promised me she would help mebake tonight”. With that Tom told me not to stay too late, kissed me, and leftwith the k**s.Gloria brought me into the living room. Mona brought out the bag ofclothing she had taken from my home earlier. Dave and Phil seemed to bearranging some photographic lights and shades around the Christmas tree. Davehad several cameras two on tripods, and one with a strange looking lens that hewas holding in his hand. As soon as they finished arranging things they lookedat me, expectantly, “Well come on, step up here.” I came forward and Dave”posed me” in front of the tree. “Turn slightly sideways, bend forwardslightly, now with your right hand, grab a handful of skirt and raise it alittle.” “Damn it smile!” I was sobbing by now, Dave roughly wiped my face,and pushed me into the position he wanted. For several minutes we went on likethis. Finally, Gloria who had been watching silently suggested theat we weregoing about this all wrong. “Strip her!!” she commanded, Denise and Monaproceeded to undress me. They weren’t rough, they weren’t gentle, they werejust cold and efficient. After I was undressed Dave lay me down on the floor,on my side and photographed me in front of the tree. Then he moved me so thatI was on my back, feet towards the camera, legs spread, and my left hand(wedding ring) covering my vagina. I was made to pose this way for a while.Eventually I was allowed to put on some clothing, and I was photographedfor the next couple hours in various stages of dress and undress. I tried onall the pairs of panty hose Mona had brought, Dave and Phil selected the shadesthey liked. One skirt, my longest, had been slit to the waist, another hadbeen hemmed up during the afternoon so that it was much too short. They triedevery combination of clothing and pose imaginable. No blouse, then no skirt,change shoes, bra on, bra off, panty hose on, panty hose off, change skirts,remove skirt etc. I wasn’t enjoying this at all but I wasn’t as scared as Ihad been originally. I was still scared and maybe a little angry (although myfear overruled my anger) but it wasn’t as hard to go along with them as it hadbeen in the beginning. I realized what Gloria had done. By making me posenude at first, I knew the worst was over and that things had to get better. Itworked. Both Dave and Phil became quite solicitous, as long as I cooperatedthey were gentle.About 9:30 Dave told Gloria he was done. Mona piped up, “I have one moreidea.” I was directed to put on some suntan panty hose, my black heels, and mydaughters White sweater, but no skirt. The sweater was quite long andactually partially covered my thighs. Gloria brought me to the kitchen, bentme over the sink and soaked the sweater with water. She brought me drippinginto the living room. Mona had collected 3 hair dryers and they began heatingthe sweater to dry it, while I was still in it. It took about an hour. Whenthey finished they repeated the process. Finally they did it again. This timebefore it was totally dry Mona suggested they try some shots. By now thesweater had shrunk. It was from fitting. It had stretched around my breastsand was tight on my stomach. It still covered a little thigh.Dave posed me in front bursa escort bayan of the tree again. This time he took several rollsof film of just this outfit. I knelt, I bent over, I was twisted, and eventook one shot looking straight at the camera, hands underneath my chest as if Iwas offering my breasts. This shot took awhile to get right because theyinsisted I smile. It wasn’t easy but Gloria’s threats and the promise thatthey would keep it up until I got it right scared me into trying. Theresultant grimace wasn’t great but Dave said it would do. Finally Gloriasuggested the men pose with me. I knelt in front of them, Dave unzipped hisfly and placed my hand around his penis. I began to perform as he wished. Whenhe was done he did not put his penis back into his pants, he stood next to wewhile I was forced to suck Phil. During this time Gloria took numerous shots.Finally they were done.I was told to kneel in the corner for a while. Mona asked me about thefamily photo that we had taken several weeks earlier. “Tom told me that youare going to send cards this year with that photo on them”. I noddedagreement. Dave looked at Gloria and they both smiled. “Bring us some ofthem!” “When will you pick them up?” I replied that they should be ready onMonday. Gloria ordered me to bring them to her immediately after I got them.The phone rang, Dave answered it. “Everythings fine, she should be finished ina little. Joan, it’s Tom.” He handed me the phone and I took it. “He soundeda little irritated. It’s well passed midnight hon, when will you be home? Ididn’t think you would stay this long, I wish you would have called, iseverything all right?” As he was speaking Phil had reached over and wasabsentmindedly fondling my thigh. Denise tried to smother a giggle but failed.I told Tom I was all right and would be home soon. He sounded a littlerelieved, I told him not to wait up, He said he would try but in any case towake him when I got in. I promised and we hung up. I asked Gloria if I couldleave.She told me that they weren’t done with me yet. She wanted to get a fewmore shots of me with my ring finger wrapped around Dave’s penis. I was posedagain, and again. Finally they were through. Gloria told me to dress, as Ihad been dressed when I arrived. I did but Mona stopped me when I started toput the skirt on. Gloria told me that I was through for the weekend but that Ihad better be back Monday at 1:30 with the family Christmas cards.”Do you hear me?” “Yes, I heard.” “Than you better be here.” Gloriatook me into the kitchen where we were joined by Mona. “Joan, I have a fewinstructions for you; first you will no longer wear pantsuits or jeans, youwill wear skirts and dresses ALWAYS, second you will no longer say no to a man,and third you will use the back door when you are at my home.” Do youunderstand? I nodded. She sounded gentle so I asked her why…..Before Thewords were out of my mouth I was told to “Shut UP!!! In due time you willlearn, for now, just cooperate and you will be allowed to continue your way oflife. Mona got up to leave. I gathered my skirt in my hand, looked for myslip with no success, found my purse and headed for the door. “Wrong doorbitch” with that Gloria pointed at the back door. I walked out and found Monawaiting out front. She motioned for me to get into her car. I did. She droveto my house, once in front I started to put my skirt on. She stopped me. “Getout of the car.” “I’m not dressed.” She reached over and pushed me out, I wasto scared to fight. Once out of her car I stood there, she had stopped under astreet light, and put my skirt on. I walked into the house.On the kitchen counter was a yellow manila envelope. Joan, read me, itsaid in large red letters. I opened it and gasped. It contained a blankdiary, but also about twenty pictures taken two weeks earlier. The photographsformed a chronological record of my gang-****. There was a note. “Joan usethis diary to record what happened to you during the last two weeks. Bedetailed, be specific, record your thoughts and your feelings. Bring this withyou when you come over Monday. You may keep the snapshots. So far you are theonly one in your family who has seen them. If you continue to cooperate, wemay be able to keep it this way. Sweet Dreams…………. Gloria, Mona, andDenise.”I stuffed the photo’s back into the manilla envelope and shoved it into acabinet full of junk that no one ever looked into, and stumbled upstairssobbing quietly. Tom was sound asleep when I got there. For some reason Ilooked on his dresser. There was one of his business cards with some writingon it, I took it into the bathroom to read. It was a women’s handwriting, ithad a phone number, and address, and it was signed Mona………..Not knowingwhat could come next, I crawled off to bed. I thought about the day, Tom’spossible relationship with Mona, and Gloria’s final orders. I drifted off tosleep.The next week I had a call from Gloria. “You will be at my housetonite at 7:30 or Tom will see the little display of your art photos.”Naturally I was scared silly but I knew I had to be there. I consideredwhat I should wear…I knew that I couldn’t get away with the jeanstrick again but I also knew that the clothes Gloria wanted me in werenot the ones I wanted to wear out in public. I solved the problemby dressing very conservatively but carrying a bag containing the skintight sweater, suntan pantyhose and a very short skirt.On the way to Gloria’s house, I changed into my “slut” outfit. Thesweater was so tight that it molded to my breasts like a second skin. Mydark nipples were visible through the white fabric and I noticed that theywere hard as little pebbles. The skirt was at least eight inches abovemy knees and I knew that when I sat down, there was no way to hidemy ass and crotch. The pantyhose were sheer to the waist and when Ilooked down I could clearly see my dark pubic hair through them. I satin my car for a moment and visualized all the sexually degrading thingsGloria and her friends had done to me. I suddenly realized thatnot only were my nipples hard, but my vagina was wet and throbbing.When I reached Gloria’s I parked my car and entered through the backdoor. I was immediately seized by both arms and a dark hood was placedover my head. My hands were tied behind my back and I was pushed intoanother room. “Don’t scream and we won’t have to gag you.” Gloriawhispered in my ear. I felt my self being stripped by many hands, firstmy pantyhose, then the skirt, and lastly the skintight sweater. I wasmade to bend over and I realized that there was a table directly in frontof me. My arms were stretched out in front of me and tied securely.My legs were spread wide apart and tied to opposite legs of thetable.”Jesus Christ, look at the bitch”, I heard Gloria say, “vaginal fluidis pouring out of her and its almost to her knees.” I realized thatshe was right, I was turned on as I had never been. My clitorisfelt as big as a golf ball and I had an empty ache in my vagina thatI had never experienced before. I hoped that Dave or one of theguys would stick a hard cock into me at once.I could picture myself as I must have appeared to them. Tiedhand and foot to the table with my feet just reaching the floor, lovejuice oozing from my vagina and glistening in the light, breastsmashed against the table and my anus upturned for all to see. Pleasetake me! I realized that I have never been this sexually arousedin my life. Suddenly the hood was pulled off my head and I realizedI was looking at the reflection of a TV over my head in a mirror placeddirectly in front of my eyes. As I slowly adjusted to the pictureI was amazed to see that it was a video of my husband Tom in Gloria’sbedroom. He was standing next to the bed and Mona had her armsaround him and was kissing him passionately. Gradually his handscaressed her tight buns and then started squeezing them hard. Thenext thing I saw was Tom pulling up her blouse and starting to suckher nipples. The scene immediately cut to one of Mona and Tom inbed. He was on his back with his feet toward the camera with oneof the finest erections I had ever seem him have. Mona was on herknees with her vagina poised just above the head of his throbbingpenis. Gradually she lowered herself until he was just touchingher vaginal lips.As I watched Tom’s penis begin it’s slow penetration of Mona’stight vagina, I realized that I felt a cock at my own pussy lips.As Mona slowly lowered herself onto my husband, someone was penetratingme! Instantly my whole body went into spasms “OOOOOGGGGGGOOOODDDD””FFFFFUUUUUCCCCCKKKK MMMMMMEEEEEEE!!!!!” I screamed. The cock in mycunt was now pushing hard at my cervix, and I loved it. Almost instantly,I felt the first spurt of hot sperm flood my insides. Again and againmy r****t spurted, and I couldn’t get enough. I clenched my legstogether as best I could because I knew the most gut wrenching orgasmof my life was at hand. NOW… NOW…, OH SHIT, PUT IT BACK, PLEASE PUT ITBACK!!! Just as I was about to come, I was empty. My cunt muscles squeezedhard but there was nothing there. My clit was erect like a small penis anddemanded attention but I could do nothing. I pulled at the ropes, I cried,I cursed, and I begged but my throbbing cunt was still empty. I couldfeel the flood of sperm dripping out and I tried to hold it in.Gradually I realized that Mona and Tom were still fucking right infront of my face. I say Mona’s body convulse in spasm after spasm asshe fucked my husband. I knew from the look on Tom’s face that he wasgetting ready to orgasm. At that moment Mona pulled herself up untilhis penis was throbbing in midair. Imagine my suprise when Gloriamoved into the picture and ‘deep throated’ Tom’s penis. He wentcrazy…I have never been able to do that for him because I alwayschoke. Tom was thrusting his penis into Gloria’s throat when he startedto orgasm. I saw the muscles in her throat start to milk the sperm frommy husband’s balls. Again and again I saw him convulse as he shothis load in Gloris’s mouth. Finally he collapsed in a quivering heapand Mona moved into the picture. She laid on the bed with her head betweenTom’s legs and her face looking up into Gloria’s. Slowly Gloria opened herlips and let Tom’s load drip onto Mona’s open lips and curling tongue.It was the most erotic thing I had ever seen and my inner muscleswere spasming with the sheer nastiness of what I had just witnessed. I feltthe presence of someone behind me. I felt the head of a huge cock slippingback and forth over the edges of my grasping vaginal lips but it refusedto plunge inside. The cock spread my flowing juices until I was wetover the entire area between the top of my legs. The pressure settledon my anus and pushed. “NOT IN THERE, YOU DIRTY COCK!!”, I shrieked.The pressure kept building against my tightly puckered entry. I was ina haze of confused desires. Knowing that Tom had fucked Gloria was areal turn-on, but I had never experienced anything but my doctor’s fingerin my rectum. Obviously the man behind me meant to bury himself inmy ass and my only recourse would be to get it over as soon as I could.Up my ass, then, I thought bitterly. Up my ass. That’s the kind ofhome you belong in, anyhow! I relaxed my rectum and thrust backwardonto the punishing club. A horrible burning sensation enveloped me atthe sudden plop. I shrieked and beat my fists against the table, butI forced myself onto the shaft until I could feel its tip in the middleof my belly. Now I had it all! I experimented with my rectum. Irealized that I had conscious control of it; I could make it relax orI could squeeze down brutally with it. I began to squeeze and relaxas fast as I could alternate. The cock never ceased its relentlesspressure, it stayed buried deep within my body as I realized thathe was buried in shit and I could make him come in it.I pumped my hips and gnawed at the base of the intruding prickwith my snapping anus. There was a deep groan from behind me andI heard his breathing quicken. OK you fucker, I thought to myself,now I’ve got you where I want you. I’m in charge and you’re out ofcontrol. I didn’t realized that I was out of control too. The move-ment of his cock shot charges of electricity into the barrel of myplusing vagina and my cold determination was replaced with hot eagerness.”MM-MM-MMHH!” I grunted. The cock withdrew until only the headwas buried in my squeezing rectum. Slowly it began a smooth pulsingentry until it was fully sheathed and I could feel his balls bouncingagainst my erect clit. “UNHH!…UNHH!…UNHH!!!!!” The cock withdrewand thrust, again and again. Gradually the rhythm rose to a frenzy. Ifelt myself yielding to a study succession of spasms and my guts writhedaround the hard fullness.”YAAAGGHHH!!” I shouted. “AAGGHH!!!” I flattened my breasts againstthe table as a raging orgasm gripped my body. My eyes bulged and thebreath caught in my throat. The wild pounding of the engouged cockceased abruptly and it was thrust as far and as hard into my rectum asit would go. I feld a great surge of boiling fluid fill my belly inthe moment before I collapsed limply on the table. The was a rushingsensation at my rectum and the cock was gone. The ache receded to myspinctre. I realized that all my control was gone as I felt the hottrickle spread down the insides of my thighs. I knew it was the white,stringy remains of my r****ts lust. I closed my eyes, no longer caring.As I gradually became aware of my surroundings, I realized thatI could hear applause! “Great job”, Gloria was clapping and cheeringalong with many other people, “that was the most fantastic ass-fuckingI’ve ever seen”. Gloria and Mona stepped to the end of the table soI could see them. They picked up the mirror in which I had been watchingthe video replay of Tom’s fuck and I realized to my horror that it wasa two way mirror and there was a video camera behind it! They had recordedmy every facial expression while I was getting fucked in the cunt andin the ass.

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