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#31
16-12-2009, 03:26 AM
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Re: My slutwife Jenna
The Whore's first punishment:
After I learnt about how she was screwing around, I really wanted to punish her. I read all the chat transcripts she had had with many different perverts (I wondered where she found them, though), and I saw the secret stash of photos that she had let other men take of her. Many of the photos were taken in our house, using her camera! So the slut was screwing around when I was not at home. And that's not all, I also learnt (from her confessions to some of the perverts) that she had cheated on me even during our courtship. In one transcript she was even describing how I took her out to a romantic dinner, but she didn't have time to clean up after her fuckbuddy came in her cunt, so all through the dinner, that bastard's semen was leaking from her cunt in to the panties. I really wanted to rape this slut (both vaginally and anally) and teach her a lesson. But I realized that no matter how hard my cock gets from reading her chats and looking at the photos - I just don't want to fuck her anymore. Call me weird, but I have a lot of neuroses - I can hardly take a piss in a public toilet. The thought of putting my cock in her holes which have served as a cum dumpster to dozens (hundreds?) of perverts just didn't seem right to me. Thinking about all the times I had licked her filthy cunt makes me want to rip my tongue off. I thought about it, and finally hit upon the perfect answer. I put the following ad in the singapore site of Craigs List. "Rapeslut for hire. Pay me $20 and do anything you want with me, for as long as you want. My body is yours to use and abuse. I'll pay for hotel. Reply here." You may think that an ad like that will get a million replies in an hour. But somehow, I got only 12 replies in 3 days, after which I deleted the ad. Most replies were either from cranks, spammers (offering to sell me herbal viagra or telling me how to make $2000 a week working from home), a couple of people who were obviously retarded (eg. "luv 2 do thns 2 u. ad mi in msn [email protected]"). There was one reply worth following up - from a guy who certainly knew what he was talking about. I had only one concern though - this guy mentioned that he is also a caucasian, and working as an executive. Even though a good quarter of the Singapore population are foreigners, the european community is not that big. The risk was pretty high that he and I may actually know each other, or may know people who do, especially if he is also from Europe. Still, I had little choice, so I sent him an email, and just hoped he was an american. As it turned out, he was. I explained the whole situation to him, and I felt that he really understood what I had gone through. I really felt so much better confessing to a stranger about what my lovely wife had done behind my back. I made arrangemnts with him, and to prove my sincerity, even gave my real name and phone number. On the day that we arranged, when I came home from work, I told the slut to get ready to go out. She asked where we were going, but I ignored the question, went to her wardrobe, pulled out some clothes for her to wear. A thin gray blouse with a row of buttons down the front and a back miniskirt. Then I opened her underwear drawer and pulled out a cream coloured lacey bra and a matching pair of panties. She was bewildered by my behaviour, because I have never done such a thing before. However, sensing my mood, she dressed quietly. We got in to the car, and we drove down to Balestier. I parked near Ava road junction and asked her to get out of the car. She seemed very puzzled why we were here. We sometimes go down to Balestier for the Bakut Teh, but that is far from where I parked. I asked her to follow me and walked straight in to Fragrance hotel and got a room. As we walked to the room, I sent an sms to the guy, giving the room number. We went in to the room, I closed the door behind us and sat on the chair. The slut was nervous, scared maybe (maybe she thought I was going to slit her throat here), and just sat on the bed, looking at me, waiting for me to say something. The guy was probably already in the neighbourhood, because within minutes, there was a loud knocking on the door. I told the slut to go and open the door. To be continued... 
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16-12-2009, 11:35 PM
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Alright Bro Marc,
Can't wait to hear how the cock slut gets what's coming to her. Upping you. Cheers, Tubbyt
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18-12-2009, 04:44 AM
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Continuing...
Maybe the slut thought I had ordered room service or something. Well, it was a kind of room service all right. I leaned back to see her opening the door. As soon as the door was unlocked, the guy on the other side pushed it open all the way, pushing the slut against the wall with a surprised "..eeeh!" The guy who came in to the room was stocky, dressed in a black t-shirt and jeans with a day's worth of stubble on his face. I have agreed to discretion, so I will not describe him further. But this guy was all that he boasted he would be. Within seconds, he was in the room, with the door closed behind him, with his hand gripping the slut's neck, forcing her against the wall. The look of desperate fear on the slut's face was compounded when she saw me just sitting there, doing nothing. In those few critical seconds, she didn't scream. I guess the sheer surprise caught her off-guard, especially since she was lulled in to a false sense of security before she opened the door because of me being in the room. Now, she was drawing in a breath. Jim (I'll just call him that - that's definitely not his name) reacted effortlessly, as if he had done this dozens of times before - his other hand grasped her lower jaw and forced her mouth open, and almost immediately, his mouth was against hers. I imagine he was frenching her, while forcing her mouth helplessly open against his tongue, preventing her from biting down. She was trying to push him away, mumbling against his tongue, her eyes shooting pleading glances at me. Jim frenched her for more than a minute, I think. When he finally lifted his face up from the slut's, I could see her mouth still frozen open, her lips and chin smeared with his saliva. Jim let go of her neck and jaw, and she slumped against the wall. All this, from the moment the door opened, had passed without a single word being spoken. Jim's big hands flew to the slut's tits. He grabbed both tits (protected by the bra and the blouse) and squeezed them both hard as if he was squeezing grapefruit halves. The slut squealed and put her hands on his hairy forearms trying to force them away. But Jim didn't even seem to notice the slut's efforts to resist. He kept on mauling the slut's jugs until one of the buttons from the blouse ripped and clattered to the ground. Jim then grabbed the slut by her fringe with one hand, and pulled her further in to the room towards the double bed. After acknowledging me with a friendly "Hey, man!" he led her to the side of the bed, turned her so that she was facing him, and grabbed her by the neck again and shoved her on to the bed. She fell on to the bed on her ass and lay there, too scared to move. Jim grabbed the collar of the blouse with both hands and in a single motion tore it from top to bottom, the remaining buttons flying across the room. The slut now lay on the bed, with her bra covered bosom exposed. To be continued... Marc
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#34
25-12-2009, 02:27 AM
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Continuing...
Her bra had a catch in front (where the 2 cups join). Jim undid the catch and separated the two halves of the bra, letting the slut's b-cup tits spill open. The slut was breathing rapidly, partly because of fear, partly, most likely, due to excitement, and her tits were shaking like jello with her breathing, her brown nipples erect and quivering like the needles of a seismometer during an earthquake. Her eyes were fixed on his face, like a deer staring at a pair of approaching headlights. Jim's hands moved towards the slut's quivering tits. He grabbed the base of each nipple, close to the slut's big brown areolae, between each thumb and forefinger and squeezed tight. The slut let out a whimper, like a puppy. Jim pulled the slut's tits up by the nipples until they were stretched out, then let them slide slowly through his fingers until the were released and fell back, with a sigh escaping from the slut's lips. Jim repeated the motion, giving the slut pain and relief in quick succession. The motion he was making with her nipples made it seem as if he was milking a cow (but with the cow upside down, if you get what I mean). What I couldn't believe was the way the slut was starting to moan. My lovemaking with Jenna was never rough. I respected her as a girl, as my wife, as the future mother of my children, and I never even dreamed of treating her the way the rapist was doing. And I never dreamed that Jenna was the kind of girl who was in to this type of shit. Yet, she was obviously being turned on by this...behaviour. I know you bros who are reading this are probably laughing at me for my naivete. To be continued... Last edited by Marc&slutJenna; 25-12-2009 at 02:42 AM.
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25-12-2009, 03:42 AM
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Continuing...
The slut suddenly squealed when Jim, instead of releasing her nipples, suddenly twisted them viciously. This time, he pulled the nipples hard, very hard, towards him. The slut had to raise her body up from the bed to prevent the nipples from being ripped off. I couldn't see her face anymore from where I was sitting, but I bet that was painful enough to bring tears to her eyes. She mewled pitifully like a little puppy, and I admit - at that moment my heart went out to her. Jim took her hand and placed it on the zip of his jeans. Without hesitating, the slut pulled down the zipper and reached inside, like how a seasoned prostitute might do. She struggled a bit, then drew out his penis. It was somewhat longer than mine, and definitely thicker. It was hardening on the slut's palm, pulsing with each heartbeat. She started stroking it up and down. I was at once surprised and angry. When I planned this whole thing, I wanted to teach her a lesson. I thought she would cry and resist. She was resisting somewhat, but then she was also displaying some "skills" that I didn't know she had. I knew she wasn't a virgin when we first had sex a couple of months before we married. I am quite broad-minded about that, being from a European culture and all - I never even asked the usual stupid question about how many boyfriends she had before me. Should've asked. Anyway, looking at those chat transcripts where she detailed her "exploits" to strangers, the question I should have asked was how many boyfirends she was dating simultaneously. To be continued...
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25-12-2009, 11:37 AM
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Merry Christmas!! Nice narration!!
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25-12-2009, 08:39 PM
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Continuing...
When his cock had become hard, Jim grabbed the sluts hand and twisted it behind her back. Then he held both her wrists behind her with one of his giant hairy hands, put the other one behind her head, and pushed his cock in to her lips. The slut obediently opened her mouth and took it in. The slut loves giving me blow jobs. I'm not a completely inexperienced rookie - I've had sex with several women before I met her. But I've never experienced the kind of blow job the slut gives. She has a relatively small mouth and jaws, so she has to open really wide to take in even my cock. When the cock is inside, she sticks out her tongue from the side of her mouth and does this incredible tickling thing to the cock shaft with it, while moving the cock head deep inside her mouth. I can't describe it in any other words except total ecstasy. Now she was doing the same thing to Jim. She was giving him the service that I once thought was reserved for me. And she was doing it with her eyes closed, moving her head up and down his cock rhythmically. Her mouth was stretched open to the maximum as she took in his purple veined cock that was much thicker than mine. As I watched, it was growing even thicker. At some point, I was sure it was going to dislocate my Jenna's jaw. Yet the slut bravely soldiered on, coating it liberally with her saliva, which now hung in silver strings from the cock as well as her chin. To be continued after the Christmas dinner tonight. I sneaked in to type this while she is chatting downstairs with her friend Cynthia and Cynthia's bf who joined us for dinner.
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25-12-2009, 09:56 PM
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But then again, I'm sure Marc would keep you all to himself by that time. 
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26-12-2009, 02:18 AM
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Continued...
Jim then grabbed her hair and pulled her head off his cock. He released her hands, then pushed her back on the bed. Then he sort of turned her around on the bed - so that she was now lying on the bed with her head at the edge of the bed and her legs towards the middle of the bed, lying on her back. He then pulled her closer to the edge of the bed until her head was hanging off the side of the bed. He then opened her mouth by pulling open her jaw, and thrust his cock straight in to her mouth. I heard her gag and sputter and she tried to push him off. But Jim just grabbed both her wrists again in one hand, and pinioned them against her chest. I could see that he was pumping in and out of her mouth in long strokes. At the peak of each stroke, the cock just disappeared completely inside the slut's mouth, with the accompanying noises of gagging and retching. She was trying to crawl away from him, but I guess the way she was positioned, with her head hanging over, that would have been difficult to accomplish. After several such strokes, Jim just looked at me, smiled and winked. Then he grabbed the slut's hair and pulled it up so that her head was lifted up and was visible to me. Her lipstick was smeared (and I thought she always bought the bloody expensive smudge free stuff) and coated with thick saliva that was partly tinged pink by the lipstick, that had also dripped towards her nose and eyes because of the upside-down position her head was in. Her mascara was running in long black streaks and her nose was dripping snot. Her eyes were red and brimming with tears. It was as if the sweet lovely face of my Jenna had been totally transformed to that of a back-alley crack-whore. "Remember this Marc. This is how a slut should look like", Jim said to me as he laid her face back. The slut was mumbling something like "no...enough...please" as he repositioned her and started the process again. She seemed to be getting used to it (or found the proper way of enduring it) because after a while the gagging sounds got less. I was afraid that he might hurt her or even kill her. Yet, I felt powerless to stop him. And yes, I admit there was a part of me that really wanted her to be hurt, and surprisingly, a part of me that was being aroused, watching her being so filthily abused by a stranger. To be continued...
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27-12-2009, 03:01 AM
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Continuing...
Jim repeated the process of demonstrating the slut's face twice more. By the third time, it was hard to recognize her face, with all that saliva and mucus smeared all over it. The fight seemed to have gone out of her with the forced deep-throating having broken her spirit. The third time he put her head down, he didn't insert his cock in to the slut's mouth anymore. Instead, he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her more towards him, so that even the shoulders were now hanging off the bed. Then he grabbed her hips and pulled her more...in the end, she was upside down, doing a "headstand" on the floor, with her back being supported by the bed. Jim grabbed her thighs and bent her hips and knees, bringing the knees down to her ears. I hope you can imagine how she was positioned - she was upside down, her head and shoulders on the floor, doubled up with her knees and hips bent. Her skirt was bunched up around her hips, exposing her crotch covered by the creme coloured panties. "Come over and see this, Marc" said Jim. I stood up and went over. He was pointing at a large damp patch on the slut's panties. "See what a filthy whore this slut is? She's being raped in front of her husband, but her cunt still gets wet. You like being raped, don't you, cockwhore? You were right, Marc. She deserves a really humiliating fuck." He kept calling her some of the most filthiest names I've heard, while his thumb kneaded the wet spot on the slut's panties, producing a wet squishing sound, accompanied by gasps from the floor. To be continued...
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27-12-2009, 05:14 PM
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The wet spot grew fast under his thumb. The panties soaked up the cunt juice and became semi-transparent, clinging to the slut's cunt lips like a second skin. Abruptly, Jim grabbed the slut's panties and pulled them all the way down her legs, then used the panties to wipe his cock free of the drying saliva. He laid his cock on top of her exposed slit and started rubbing it back and forth, which elicited some moans from the slut's mouth hole on the floor. Then he stepped back a bit, held his cock using the panties in his hand and grunted. I thought he was going to cum, and I was disappointed. This was humiliating for the slut all right, but it was not enough. I wanted him to really fuck her first. In a few seconds, I realized my assumption was wrong. A stream of yellow piss jetted out from his cock, splattering the slut's drooling cunt, her big ass and her fat thighs. The piss flew in spurts and streamed down the slut's cunt, thighs and hips, soaking in to the skirt. Jim then aimed lower, splattering the slut's tits, soaking the bra and blouse. Next stop was the sluts face. She was ready for it, having closed her eyes and mouth tightly. Jim smiled and aimed for her nose. As soon as the piss hit her nose and started filling it, the slut had to open her mouth to take a breath, and at that moment, Jim aimed the last bit of his stream at the open hole. The slut spluttered, coughed, retched and spat, with piss flying out from her mouth and nose. Jim laughed and gave me a thumbs-up. I am not really sure what came over me at that moment, but what happened next was totally out of character for me. For sure, I am not a sheltered mama's boy, and I have done some things in my life... but I had never pissed on a woman. In my books, that is totally out of bounds, disrespectful and taboo. I unzipped my fly, took out my dick and pissed on the slut. Initially, I aimed at the slut's cunt, which had probably seen more cocks than a public urinal. Then I aimed straight at her face. As I pissed on that slut's face, the anger that had been boiling inside me ever since I discovered her infidelity seemed to flow out of me. Here I was, humiliating her, as she had humiliated me. I was degrading her, treating her like a filthy urinal, like a piss rag, like a garbage can being used by drunken hobos to relive themselves. At that point, I forgave her from within. We were now equal. But Jim wasn't done with her. After I finished pissing I felt guilty. Not about pissing on her, but because of the splatters of our piss that landed on the bed, and was pooling on the floor. I wondered what the staff would think when they saw it. I wondered whether they'd change the mattress. One thing for sure - even if I am down in the dumps, I'll never stay at that hotel. And for the bros who use that hotel, I am really sorry if this put you off. To be continued...
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27-12-2009, 08:03 PM
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27-12-2009, 08:14 PM
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 But it was one of the deluxe rooms on the third floor. And this was a couple of months ago, so if you've used that room already - sorry!Marc
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27-12-2009, 08:27 PM
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27-12-2009, 09:22 PM
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Continuing...
Jim used her panties again to wipe his cock. He then spread open the slut's cunt with his fingers, and started pushing the panties in to the cunt. Each time his finger pushed part of the panties inside, the slut moaned. Soon, the entire pair of panties were inside her, with only a small part showing out. He then took his cock, placed it at the slut's anus and started pushing it in. The slut grunted, then started protesting, "no...wait...please...stop...It's not open yet." I don't have much experience with anal, but I knew that it requires some good lubrication and preparation. Jim was just going straight in to her unprepared ass. His cock slipped off her tightly clenched ass several times, and she was struggling now. But he held her tightly pinned against the side of the bed, and her struggles were futile. All at once, the slut let out a thin, high-pitched scream, and his cock sank in to her like a hot knife sinking in to a block of butter. He pushed in relentlessly, sinking his shaft in to her tight hole. She was pleading with him, "please...no...take it out...I'm not ready yet...too deep, too deep..aaah!" He was deaf to her pleas, and managed to push in nearly three quarters of his cock in to her before he started pulling out. The slut was gasping, pleading, "slow, slow...aaah...sweetie, tell him to stop...it hurts...oooh". It was the most erotic thing I had seen. My wife being abused by a stranger, while I watch. I knew at that point that I had made the right decision, sticking with her. Slowly her cries softened in to moans and gasps as she started to enjoy his pumping, even though he was doing it really fast, in a very rough manner. I could see that her ass was getting wet (I didn't know that was possible, really), and his cock was getting coated with her slime, that made slurping sucking sounds each time he pulled out. So this is what it was like, when her boss ass-rapes her. She mentioned in her chats that he always takes her rough and painfully. But I could see that she enjoys it. Her eyes were closed, the tip of her tongue sticking out between her lips like it always does when we make love, her breaths inhaled in shuddering gasps and exhaled in long moans. Jim suddenly pulled out his entire cock, spread apart her anus with his hands and said "Hey Marc, take a look at this. I made the whore gape". Her ass was gaping open, like how you see on porn movies. I could see her pink insides, and I could see the sphincter struggling to close. Before it could close, Jim entered her again, and the air he pumped in escaped with a loud liquid slurping sound. The next time he gaped her, I spat in to her anus, the way they do in porn clips. Jim gave me a thumbs-up. He then knelt down, and put the head of his cock against her lips. To my surprise, she duely opened her mouth and took it in. I couldn't believe that she would suck a cock that had just been inside her ass. Does she do that when her boss uses her? And when she comes home afterwards, and we kiss, does that mean...? I hope they have Listerine in the office bathroom and I hope she uses it. Jim kept up this rhythm. Rough anal pumping, gaping, then get her to clean the cock, and insert again. After several gapings, he started pumping straight and hard, going in all the way until all but his pubic hair was visible outside her anus. The slut was moaning and sighing the way she does when we make love, and I saw that Jim was massaging her clit with a thumb. Suddenly the whore let out a long moan and her whole body started shuddering and shaking. I couldn't believe it - she came while being anally raped. And her moans, the sweet shuddering of her body - it was exactly like how it is when she orgasms when my sweet wifey and I used to make love. Jim let her finish, and after another couple of brutal thrusts, he pulled out completely. He gripped the small piece of fabric jutting out of the sluts cunt, and in one smooth motion, pulled out the panties. The slut gave a squeal of surprise. The panties were dripping wet. When I say dripping, I mean literally. Jenna produces a lot of juice when she comes, and this time I could see that she had really outdone herself. The panties were soaked as if they've been dipped in a basin of water. Jim pushed his cock in to the slut's cunt. He pumped her roughly for couple of minutes, sweat soaking in to his t-shirt. Finally with yell, he spurted inside her. The had is cock inside her for a long time, spurting with each yell. When he pulled out, his dick was coated in a mixture of her cunt juice and his semen. He knelt again, and let the slut clean him off with her tongue. He straightened up, took out a ziplock bag from his jeans pocket and dropped her panties in to it. He then took out his wallet, too two 10 dollar notes, rolled them up and inserted them in to the slut's cunt. Without another word, he shook my hand, winked, and left. To be continued...the final part...finally
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