A Game Gone Wrong

I wanted this over as quickly as possible so I said. "How much do you want?"

He stopped and looked at me for a moment then smiling he replied. "Well money is important but it ain't just money. It's about customers. I need them to be happy - to be satisfied."

I was becoming very concerned with the direction of the conversation although I don't think Sarah had yet grasped the significance of his words.

"Here's the deal. My bitches bring in about $600 a night. Now I have to give them some of that and since your new I'll let you off with $400." He said with any hint of a smile now gone.

"I have over $200 in my billfold and if you follow us to an ATM we can get the rest right now. This will be over and we will be gone and out of the way." I spoke quickly trying to gain some control.

"You see that may solve the money thing but it doesn't help my customers. My customers need to be taken care of. Your pretty wife is going to go back out there on the street and make me some money and make my customers happy." He said flatly.

It dawned on Sarah what he was saying and she stood there stunned and I could see a shiver run through her. Her eyes looked straight at me pleading for me to get her out of this mess. I was quiet for a moment trying to think before saying "We'll give you $1,000 to let us go."

"Fuck your money asshole. Fuck you! Your wife is going to make some money for me and I'll like that a lot more. First thing though I'm going to try some of this pussy myself. I never send a new girl out with out seeing first hand how she fucks." He said looking towards Sarah.

A panic swept over me and I leapt from my position on the side of the bed towards the leader. One of his men was able to shove me in the shoulder before I got there causing me to lose my balance and hit the floor where all three kicked me in the head and stomach until I was only semi-conscious. In the background I could hear Sarah screaming and pleading with the men to stop.

Sarah bent down to check on me and as we made eye contact I could see she was deeply frightened. Before she could speak, one of the men grabbed her and made her stand.

"Give her some of that shit to help her relax." I heard the leader order.

I was able to see one of his men reach into his pocket and pull out a small vial. He grabbed Sarah by the neck and as she struggled, he forced her mouth open and emptied its contents inside. The man forced her mouth closed and massaged her throat making her swallow the liquid. Sarah was now whimpering and shaking in total terror. I had to try and protect her so I used all my strength to try and get up. The last thing I remember was a sneaker covered foot coming straight for my head.

I don't know how long I was out but when I awoke I was laying in the room at the foot of the bed in a fetal position. One of the men had left and the other was standing near the damaged door with his attention drawn to the bed. He was well over 6 foot tall and heavy, probably pushing 270 pounds.

From my position on the floor, all I could see on the bed was the naked calves and feet of a black man as they hung partially off the end. All the sound in the room centered on the part of the bed I couldn't see and filled in any missing information.

"Uh, uh, uh, uh...that's good pussy" came out in a steady rhythm from the black leader as the bed shook.

I could hear Sarah in low whisper saying "Stop. Please stop"

My beautiful darling Sarah was being raped before me and I didn't have the strength to do anything about it.

The black man continued his incessant jackhammer assault on my wife. I was able to roll slightly to one side so that my view now included seeing his ass raising and falling into Sarah and his arms under her knees pushing her legs up almost to her chest.

He raised up on his knees and grabbed Sarah around her waist and started pulling her into his cock. In this position, I could see his entire back which, like his arms, was covered in tattoos. He took her like this for several minutes before falling back on top of her so that I no longer could see his torso.

His sexual assault never slowed. He was like a marathon runner who had set a pace and was going to keep it during the entire event. It was a deliberate and relentless motion that continued on longer than I would have expected. I could hear him whispering to her in almost a chant like voice that matched the rhythm of the noise of the bedsprings but could not make out what was being said.

Another sound began to emerge from the coupling as I lay there listening. It was the sound a pussy makes during sex when it is very wet. I wondered whether her body was betraying her or whether the drug they had given her was causing her to lose control. I could also hear her breathing getting deeper and her pleadings slowed and then stopped altogether.

"Damn this pussy is getting hot!" The leader blurted out to no one. He followed it up by telling her. "You like this big cock don't you bitch? Squeeze your pussy around my cock. Yeah that's it, milk it good"

"Fuck her good, Will." The man at the door said encouraging his boss as he squeezed his cock through his pants.

My god I thought. What is she doing? What did they give her to make her so far gone?

And then very faintly, over the other sounds came an "Uhhh..."

Soon her soft pants were matching pace with his own louder grunts. I noticed his hands were no longer under her knees but she kept her legs raised giving him deep and full access to her body. Will continued to whisper to her and whatever was being said caused her moans and sighs to increase in frequency and volume.

We all knew before her orgasm hit her what was going to happen. Sarah's legs were pointed straight at the ceilings and her sounds took on an urgent tone. When she did cum it was deep and long. I could see her feet kicking in the air and over and over she pleaded "Don't stop, don't stop" as she sobbed oblivious to the others in the room witnessing the spectacle. I found myself completely numb on the floor knowing that our relationship would never be the same.

Will fucked her through her orgasm and kept hammering into her without slowing. It was only a short while before he had flamed her arousal again and she was fucking him back.

"Damn baby you are a good fuck. These nipples are so hard they are going to cut my chest." He told her then added. "You are going to be a good whore for me and make me some good money"

Soon Will's thrusting became more urgent and as I lay there I saw his ass clench and a roar come from him as he emptied himself into my wife. Hearing Sarah's moans and grunts it was clear she had climaxed as well.

For several minutes after, the room was quiet save for the deep breathing coming from the bed. Suddenly, Will spoke and said "Dante go get Natalie and have her come here."

Moments later, he rose from the bed and I could see his now flaccid cock hanging between his legs. It was maybe an inch or so longer than mine but much fatter and a string of fluid dripped from the tip before finally separating and falling to the floor. He reached down and grabbed Sarah by the arm and pulled her to a standing position. I could see her eyes were glazed, which I assumed was from the drug, and there were love bites all over her breasts and neck. Her pussy was red and swollen and very wet with a small trickle of their juices running down the inside of her thigh. She glanced at me then quickly looked away. Was is disgust at me for not protecting her or was it her own shame for cumming at the hands of this black man I wondered?

"Bitch gets your ass in the bathroom and clean yourself up. Its time to make some money.' He told her coldly. Any of the feelings that seemed to be there during the coupling were now gone.

Sarah tried to talk her way out saying "Please. I don't want to do this. Haven't we done enough already?"

His response surprised me. I had expected him to get angry and maybe even hit her. Instead, he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to him, put his hand on her naked ass and gave her a deep soulful kiss. Sarah didn't actively return the kiss but nor did she fight it. When they broke, he said "Baby you know what you promised me now don't make me angry. Do what you said."

Sarah walked quietly to the bathroom and closed the door behind her.

Will saw me looking up from the floor and bent down and taunted "How you doing there? You see your wife cum on my cock? She's a good fuck."

He could see the anger in my eyes but showed no care as he continued laughing. "You know she told me if I let her cum she would do the whoring and make me some money. I think she wants to be a whore. Maybe this ain't no game after all"

The door opened and Dante stood there with the black hooker from the street corner we had seen earlier. She was wearing a minidress that looked out of place on her plump body which was thirty pounds overweight. Natalie looked down at me without any particular concern and then looked at Will who spoke "Baby, that slut that was on your corner is going to work for me. She's in the bathroom cleaning up from the fucking I gave her. I want you to take her on the street and break her out. Get her the room next door. We'll stay here and hang out for a while to make sure it goes okay.'

Sarah came out of the bathroom dressed and walked to Will who said "You owe me money. I don't care how you get it. You can do it in one trick or fifty but you ain't leaving till I get it if it takes a month. Go with Natalie here and do what she say."

Sarah looked like she would burst into tears as she stepped around me and left with Natalie. Will turned on the old beat up TV and sat down flipping channels. After a moment he said to Dante "Get him up and in a chair in front of the window. I want him to see who his wife is spreadin for. Turn out the lights and open the curtains so we can see out but they can't see in."

Dante helped me into a chair and then moved it in front of the window, turned out the lights and opened the curtain. I could see the parking lot and part of the street where the girls worked but not the corner.

"Let me tell you this won't take long. Your wife is going to get lots of attention." He laughed.

Sure enough, it was only fifteen minutes later that we saw a beat up old dodge trailing smoke pull into the parking lot and stop in front of the next room. Sarah stepped out of the passenger side and a forty something overweight bald man got out of the drivers side. He was wearing a t-shirt shirt and dirty jeans with his belly rolling over the top. I cringed at the though of my beautiful Sarah beneath this dirty older man.

The black men had peeked out to see as well and Will spoke as if reading my mind. "Bet your wife never thought she would have an dick like that in her sweet pussy."

They entered the room and we couldn't hear any sounds for a long time. Again, as if reading my mind Will spoke. "She's probably sucking him. We'll hear it soon."

Five minutes later came the unmistakable sound of a headboard slapping the intervening wall. These motel walls must have been paper thin because we could hear the man's grunts as he fucked Sarah. He didn't last long and I never heard a sound from Sarah during the sex. Five minutes after the sounds ended, the door to the room opened and the man stepped out got into his car and drove away. Shortly after that, Sarah exited and then knocked on our door.

As soon as she entered Will said. "Give me the money bitch."

She looked ragged with her makeup partly smeared and her hair somewhat disheveled. Also, there looked to be a sheen of sweat on her arms, neck and legs. Sarah handed over $150 to which Will said. "Bitch you're selling your pussy too cheap. What the fuck is this?"

Sarah replied. "It's all he had and Natalie said I had to."

That seemed to satisfy him and he called Natalie to come get Sarah and walk her back to the corner. In addition, he warned her that I would be "fucked up" if she tried to run or do anything stupid. We made eye contact as she waited and I could see that the drug was having an effect as her eyes were glazed and she seemed dazed. She looked at me with a resigned stare which made me feel useless. Natalie arrived before long and once again they left together to return to the corner.

As we sat there waiting, Will decided to taunt me some more "Hey motherfucker, you ever get your wife to cum like that? Ya know once she got going she was squeezing my cock with her pussy and telling me how good it felt."

"Damn." Dante replied as I sat there dumbfounded at this revelation.

"It's the damn drugs you gave her!" I yelled at them to which they both just laughed.

"Ain't the juice asshole. Bitch got her first good fuck." He answered in a condescending voice.

Twenty minutes went by and then a Ford F-150 pickup pulled in front of the room and once again Sarah got out from the passenger side. This time her customer was a tall skinny cowboy type. Dante looked at me and laughed. "Gotta be careful with the skinny white boys. They's the ones with big dicks."

Again, there was silence for a while and then the bed began banging. We could hear the man grunting as before but this time Sarah's sounds could be heard too which elicited the response from Dante. "Yep, that white boy got a big dick."

The cowboy lasted about five minutes before we heard him cum. I expected to see him exit but a further ten minutes went by and then we heard the bed banging again. Will turned to us and said. "I guess he paid for a full hour."

The cowboy's previous climax must have given him some staying power because they fucked for a long time. This time Sarah was actually louder than her customer and as we sat there we listened as she moaned through an orgasm. This must have excited him as he came shortly after her.

I sat there thoroughly humiliated as silence again enveloped the next room. As before, the man left and Sarah came over soon with the same glazed look in her eyes and handed over $250 this time.

Will took the money and then took Sarah by the hand and led her away from Dante and I to the far end of the room. He pushed her against the wall and kissed her hard as he used his hands to raise her top above her breasts and then fondle them.

"Sarah, stop!" I screamed at her and I saw her body flinch but he kept his hold on her refusing to let her break away. When he ended the kiss she was flushed and panting. He took something from his pocket and put it in her mouth then moved his head next to hers and began whispering into her ear at a level that neither Dante or I could hear.

"Alright, we went through this bullshit and you got your money, its time for us to go." I demanded to the room.

"You can go soon asshole, just one more thing to do before you leave." Will answered.

"What the hell is that?" I asked fearing the answer before it came.

"All my ladies have my mark. Your wife needs to get her mark now." He announced sending a shiver through me.

Will told Dante to go to the car and get the kit and then told Sarah to take her clothes off and lay on the bed. I said to her. "Sarah don't do this. They can't make you and we need to go."

Sarah looked at me and replied with a sigh. "Let's just get it over."

Will instructed Sarah to strip. She was lying on the bed naked when Dante came in with a small leather kit that he placed on the table and opened. He pulled out a pair of forceps and a long needle along with a small ring with a tassel attached.

Will leaned down and took her left nipple into his mouth and sucked and nibbled on it causing Sarah's back to arch and a groan to come from her mouth. His fingers from his right hand began to gently massage Sarah's pussy. Over the next ten minutes, Will's attention brought my wife to a higher and higher state of arousal. He began forcibly finger fucking her with first two and then three fingers and then concentrated on her clit circling it slowly with a light touch. As she approached an orgasm, Will quit sucking on her nipple so that Dante could move in close and prepare. He locked her nipple into the forceps which made her yelp but the pain was overcome by the pleasure her pussy was feeling from Will's fingers.

At the moment her orgasm hit, Dante extended her nipple with the forceps and drove the needle through the soft flesh. Will held her down by her shoulders and Dante snaked the ring through her nipple. Sarah's orgasm was so strong that she began ejaculating onto his hand and through his fingers onto the bed. To my knowledge, Sarah had never squirted before so the sight before me was truly intense. When Will pulled his hand away we could see Sarah's shaved pussy spasm with the look of a fish's mouth gasping for air.

Sarah was still panting and moaning in her post orgasmic world when Will lifted her head and kissed her hard. This time, Sarah fully returned the kiss and I felt like an outsider guiltily watching two lovers together.

When he finished, Will went to Sarah's purse and took her drivers license and put it in his pocket then opened her cell phone and wrote down the number. Then, he turned back and said "Get the fuck out of here."

I slowly stood and helped Sarah get dressed as best I could. We struggled to the car together and drove silently back to the house. We quickly showered in separate bathrooms and then met and tumbled exhausted into bed. I held her but refrained from speaking as I was unsure where to start. I think Sarah was grateful for the silence and soon we were both asleep.

When we awoke the next morning I immediately tried to remove the nipple ring from Sarah. However, after fumbling with it she pushed my hand away declaring that she was too sore to be touched. I brewed a cup of tea and brought it to her in bed and lay next to her quietly as she sipped. I could sense the tenseness in her body and when I looked into her eyes there was, at the same time, a look of confusion and shame. I tried to talk with her about what had transpired but she took my hand and asked if we could discuss it later.

The rest of the day we stumbled about the house trying to stay busy but not really doing anything. It was awkward as I had many questions to ask and had to force back my impatience. During the afternoon, as I walked down the hall I glanced in the bathroom and through the reflection of the mirror I could see Sarah examining the ring and tassel. I was able to watch unnoticed and then backed down the hall so I would not be detected.

Finally, the darkness of evening arrived and I poured each of us a large glass of wine and brought them to the living room where she sat reading.

"Sarah, I really think we need to discuss what happened." I stated to her in a calm measured voice as I handed her the glass.

"Okay, let's talk." Sarah responded as she took a sip of the wine.

"Sweetheart I am so sorry for what happened. I'm ashamed I wasn't able to protect you and stop what happened." I apologized fighting back tears.

"There was nothing you could have done. There was nothing either of us could have done. It just happened." She replied in a tone that left me wondering if she was sincere.

"Well sweetheart talk to me. Tell me how are you feeling and what I can do to help you." I asked pleadingly.

Sarah took a deep breath and slowly exhaled and then said "Why don't you ask me what you really want to know?"

"What do you mean." I replied almost stuttering but knowing exactly what she meant.

"You want to ask me how could I possibly have had an orgasm with a black pimp." she said as she looked directly into my eyes.

"No, that's not what I was thinking. I know the situation was out of control." I lied.

"Chris, stop it. I saw how you looked at me." She said starting to cry softly.

"Sarah, when I came to he was already raping you. Why don't you just tell me what happened." I asked thinking is was a non-confrontational way of getting her to open up.