A Joyful Event
Karina, a 27-year-old, always protested when guys said she was gorgeous, because her fine exterior hid masochistic and extremely sordid desires.
She had blonde hair, massive yet firm udders, well-formed legs and a perfectly-shaped bottom. She, indeed, was a comely wench.
However, Jason, her white, 28-y/o husband, frequently defined her place in their marriage by explaining that while he harbored a minimal degree of affection for her, he didn’t love her romantically, having never once kissed her or licked her pussy.
But his harsh attitude pleased her – with all the-above bringing this account to a June, Friday night.
During breakfast that morning, she said, ‘I’m going to my friend, Alice’s birthday in Greenville, sir.’
‘That’s 200 miles away. When are you leaving?’
‘As soon as I change clothes. I’ll be back around midnight.’
‘Okay, Be careful not to drink and drive,’ the husband answered.
‘I will, sir,’
After she departed, Jason had an idea involving the white, 23-y/o Eli and 25-y/o Tom, since they’d joined his remodeling crew a week earlier and hadn’t met his wife.
Consequently, he asked them to his house.
‘What’s happening, boss?’ Eli said.
‘Have you guys ever known a woman who fantasizes about rape?’ Jason inquired.
‘No. Why?’ Tom said.
‘Karina, my wife does.’
‘You aren’t serious, are you?’ Eli expressed astonishment.
‘Yeah, I am, although we can’t get violent or harm her. Other than that, she’s obviously into rough sex and we can her treat like a punching-bag,’ Jason replied.
‘Alright! This is gonna’ be fun!’ Eli exclaimed, after which the hunky trio went to a costume store where they bought 3 masks.
Once they’d intercepted her coming from Greenville at 12:20, Tom’s mask frightened her when he slid into her car’s front passenger’s seat before commanding her to drive along a gravel road into the forest next to the highway while Eli and Jason followed in the husband’s.
After everyone had disembarked both vehicles, the vixen begged, ‘Please don’t rob me, please!’ – though her upcoming abusers’ only reaction was glaring at her until they removed their masks.
‘J-j-jason, w-w-what – are – you – doing?’ she stammered.
‘You ignored calling me ‘sir’!’ Jason snarled while Eli tore her clothes off and asked, ‘Do you mind if I rape your Mrs?’
‘You mean this 2-bit whore?’ Jason inquired.
‘Yep,’ Eli responded.
‘Well, now, sweetie, you deserve that – right?’ Tom questioned her in a sarcastic tone.
‘Yes, sir!’ she admitted, followed by Tom thrusting his finger into her wet snatch and remarking, ‘Your clit’s slimy!’
‘Maybe it is, even if you’re nothing but worthless trash!’ Eli jeered.
‘Aren’t you polite!’ Jason chuckled, then: – ‘Let’s give her a smack-down.’
‘Sure,’ Tom had scarcely replied when his palm exploded against her beautiful face.
‘Aaah!’ she gasped while Eli started to fiercely paddle her rump.
Following that, Jason elbowed him aside, kicked her legs apart and plowed his knee between them.
‘Uugghh!’ she grunted.
‘This is a joyful event, isn’t it?’ he taunted her.
‘Yeah, very, very special!’ Eli gloated.