She staggered under the impact of the blow, then staggered more under the impact of hate that spat out from Web Hardman. "Don't you ever say that again!" His face was livid as he shot the words out, his fists raised. "You'll pay for that!" he screamed, "you'll pay for saying such a thing, my dear!"

Kim shrank back from him, truly afraid. Even Nichole moved nervously aside.

He stalked to the door, glared at Nichole who followed him, swung the door open, and looked back. "There will be a car here for you tomorrow night at eight. You had better be in it. If not," his voice rose to a malicious ringing quality, "a copy of those pictures will be on their way to your husband. Another copy will go to his parents. A third set will go to the Chief of Police here in Carmel."

The door slammed and Kim found herself alone again. She knew what was happening. Now, instinctively, she understood a lot about poor Nichole. And herself! She had to plan. She had until the following night to plan.

Chapter 8

The car, a Mercedes, was right on time and the driver was none other than Klaus! Kim turned a deep crimson when she saw him, but he was all manners and made no allusion to their night in San Francisco.

They drove through the quiet streets of Carmel with Kim looking out the window and. wondering what was in store for her. At the guarded gates of Pebble Beach, the old guard in the toll house waved them on. They drove past the stately mansions of Pebble Beach, passing Hank's parents' house on their way. Kim wanted so much to stop the car, run into their house and tell them she was in trouble. The car moved on, past the Beach Club and past the Del Monte lodge itself where the rich and famous came to play and vacation. At last they came to a tall fence with barbed wire around the top. At an electronic signal, the gate swung open and the car turned noiselessly in.

They drove down a tree-lined drive until they sighted the house. It was a rich house, a sumptuous home, typical of the tasteful, elegant edifices that dotted Pebble Beach. It was also isolated and, as Kim noticed, the grounds were patrolled by uniformed men. Web Hardman obviously was a wealthy man.

Inside the house, she was treated as if she were a visiting personality. She was shown into an underground bar and "rumpus room" that was the like of none she had ever seen before. At one end of the big room was a raised platform with a jet-black curtain as a back drop. At the moment she entered, Nichole was on the platform or stage with her back to them, directing the placing of large mirrors. She turned, a drink in her hand, when she heard them, and sad drunkenly, "Oh, Hi, jus' in time for the lit ole party!"

One look was enough to tell Kim that the brunette was smashed. Well, Nichole obviously wouldn't be any help tonight. She looked around, wondering exactly what they were planning to do to her. Obviously, they were going to try to get her up on that stage. As she watched, Klaus and Ernie---Ernie still cynical and leering---carried a broad black couch out on the stage and placed it in the center of the mirrors.

Web entered dressed in a smoking jacket and ascot tie, rubbing his bands together. "How good of you to come, dear Kim. I can't tell you how I've looked forward to your coming! Well, shall we begin?"

With those chill words, Kim was launched on the strangest experience of her life. She smiled noncommittally at Web, determined to humor him, not wanting him to get into a rage again.

"Up on the stage my dear," Web said, showing the way.

He helped the voluptuous red haired young wife up on the sage with an assist from Ernie. Nichole stared at her and shrugged, making a face. "Wish I was you," she said, slurring her words. "You're going to luv it!"

"That will be all for you, Nichole, "Web said, seating himself front row center and clapping his hands. "Wander off and drown yourself someplace. It's time for my little diversion to begin! Where is Klaus?"

"Here," the German said with his Prussian accent, stepping out from behind the curtain.

"Very well, begin." Web settled back in his chair as Nichole climbed off the stage, almost losing her balance, and wandered drunkenly to the rear where she stood at the bar and poured herself another drink. Web touched a portable console at his side. The lights dimmed. "Begin."

"Not so fast." Kim's words stopped everyone. "Where are the pictures? Where are the negatives?"

Web chortled. "Very good." He reached onto the floor next to his chair. "Right here. They're yours if you should please me."

Ernie sauntered up to the young housewife. It seemed as if his cynical grin was a permanent thing. He reached and hooked two fingers into the "vee" of her dress. With a sudden expert tug he tore her dress down the front.

What followed was a struggle that was all one sided. Klaus and Ernie were too strong, experienced and fast for the blackmailed wife, and in no time Kim found herself completely naked, her voluptuous young body exposed with each of the men holding a wrist, holding her arms out extended while she writhed and futilely struggled between them, her huge, melon-like breasts jiggling and quivering in fright.

Kim tossed her thick mane of flame-colored hair and spat her defiance at Web, forgetting her earlier resolve to placate him. "All right, I'll do what you want, but I won't enjoy it!"

Web squirmed with delight in his chair. "Wonderful, my dear, just wonderful. Go on, Ernie, Klaus."

They grabbed her and threw her down on the black couch where she landed with an impact that shook her. She raised her chin to see two things: herself in the mirror with Ernie holding her down on her belly, while the giant Klaus stripped off her clothing ... and the fact that the bed was tilted, affording Web a grandstand seat in the front row.

The bewildered young wife sprawled on it, her twin fleshy buttocks high and white in invitation, her flaming red hair in strong contrast to the black sheets.

"I get to fuck her in the ass!" Ernie growled as Klaus pounced on her and held her down, while Ernie quickly stripped. "You got first dibs last time!"

He shoved the German aside and seized Kim by the hips, forcing her snowy, softly-fleshed buttocks wide apart. "God! Ever see anything as luscious as that?" he asked as he began to taunt and probe her tiny, tightly puckered little anus with his outstretched finger. "Hairless as a new born babe's, and tighter than a cat's pussy!"

"Fuck her, Ernie!" Web said from the front row. His voice was high and peculiar to Kim.

And then, in quivering dread, the helplessly captive young girl felt hands opening her softly trembling ass cheeks, drawing the ripely full buttocks apart even though Kim clenched the smooth ivory spheres and tried to hold them together ... but it was useless. She felt lewdly naked and unprotected beneath their lust-filled gazes and, as Ernie pressured them further open, she could feel the cool air of the room rush over her little tightly clenched anus. Tears suddenly wet her cheeks as she realized what Web had in store for her, and she gasped as she felt a fingernail tease at the tiny rubbery rectal opening. A sharp abrupt pain followed with the lewd worming insertion of the thick, outstretched finger up to the first knuckle joist. The muscles of her buttocks jerked automatically, and her anal passage gripped defensively at his finger like a closing fist.

Ernie, kneeling above her, grinned like a Siamese cat. "Look at that little asshole grab, will ya?"

"Go on, go on." Web was standing next to the stage now, his voice high, white, and breathy.

Ernie laughed lewdly and thrust his outstretched finger deeper into the soft, rubbery channel ... all the way to the palm of his hand, causing Kim to grunt painfully as he reamed in and out of her helplessly exposed little anus, obscenely stretching the warm velvety passage in preparation of the greater entry that was to follow.

Finally, in hopeless desperation, Kim relaxed in resignation and surrender. She wished she could pass out ... or now, that they would hurry and get it over with. But, she was fully conscious and, with the light on on-stage, she could see all of their leering reflections in the huge mirrors that had been positioned ... She lay flat on her stomach, Ernie's naked legs lodged between hers, holding them wide apart and exposing her naked loins to him. The captive young red-haired woman couldn't help but gaze in wide-eyed horror at the mirror when she saw Ernie pull the heavy foreskin of his uncircumcised penis back, displaying the hardened, lust-bloated head, then point it directly at the tiny puckered hole of her rectum he had so agonizingly stretched and prepared with his probing finger.

Once more, he spread her fearfully trembling buttocks wide with his hands, then rolled further onto her naked back to slowly press the huge head of his cock down into her moistened vaginal lips. Kim shivered at the contact, her muscles consciously tensing as he laid the full length of the hardened shaft into the soft spread crevice of her ass, its throbbing head poised to leap at her hotly throbbing anus. She felt it then, felt it pushing excruciatingly against her anus, and she gaped wild-eyed into the mirror to see the brutally stiffened cock suddenly pop like a cork through her tightly resisting sphincter muscle.

"Oooooobhhhh, God! You're splitting me!" she moaned through tear- streaked eyes.

"Don't worry, baby, it'll get better," Ernie hissed down at the back of her wildly thrashing head.

And then she froze as she was, watching again the grotesquely stretched orifice give more, spreading obscenely, slipping over like a glove and absorbing the heatedly probing tip of his cock. The pain spread through her like wildfire, and she saw Ernie grin victoriously at the others just before he thrust his hips heavily downward, burying half the hardened fleshy shaft into the soft velvety channel of her protesting rectum.

Her groans choked back into her throat as automatically her buttocks twisted and jerked beneath the depraved assault, but her every move only served to impale her deeper because with each jerk and twist of her tortured body, Ernie's massive, turgid cock was sinking that much deeper into her desperately resisting anal passage.

"Hold her shoulders while I lift her ass," he grunted to Klaus.

Kim felt their hands moving on the naked back of her flesh and then she was being held firmly, unable to struggle as Ernie lifted her firmly rounded buttocks up in the air, his knees moving in between her sleek inner thighs to push them wide apart, so his long hard cock could enter deeper into her stretching rectum. She felt warm tears trickling down from her eyes as the pain spread. Once again, her eyes locked to the mirror and saw the desire-inflamed faces of the other two men as they moved closer in toward her up-raised buttocks to watch the heated rod of thick hard flesh that was slipping deeper and deeper into the warmly soft depths of her defenseless rectum. Suddenly, with a loud smacking noise, Ernie's sperm-bloated balls slapped against her upturned ass cheeks. He was in---all the way! She had stopped struggling, realizing in a dazed panic that her only escape from the splitting agony was to stay as still as possible, for it was hopeless to resist the horrible attack of these lust-incited men whose only desires were to satisfy their carnal passions in this her red initiation to group sex. The hurt was nearly unbearable from Ernie's inhuman penetration of her rectum, and if she moved even the slightest it only served to suck him deeper into her, stretching the tightly resisting channel to even more painful widths.

Kim could feel the enormous cock pushing solidly into her now, rubbing and expanding to a far greater width the soft skin of her back passage. She became aware of Ernie's hands brutally gripping her hips with a hard numbing pressure as he fucked and sawed like a maniac into the heated depths of her rectum. The pain continued on and on, and each further thrust brought mumbled groans from deep in her throat. The pillow was wet from her tears, and he rammed into her with longer, smoother strokes, worming the entire hard length of hot cock far up into her cringing young belly until she could feel his bloated balls buffeting against her wetly quivering cent.

Again, in the mirrors, she saw Klaus climb onto the bed with Ernie and her as Web came on stage with his mouth wide open and his eyes glazed in a sexed delirium. Nichole came weaving out of the darkness with a drink in her hand and stared with a sullen drunkenness at the scene that went on on the brightly lighted stage. In the mirror, Klaus's long hard cock stood out like some great log fresh cut from the forest. Kim felt him squeeze at one breast and trace his hand down her body, pulling and kneading at her soft white flesh until she thought he might go insane in his desire.

"Mein Gott! Flip her over!" he called to Ernie who was bug-eyed concentrating on the thin pink ridges of anal flesh that pulled from her roundly stretched rectum each time he withdrew his thickly pulsating penis.

"Okay baby," he smiled down at her hollowed back, "now we go for a double fuck!"

Ernie grasped her hips again and rolled over to one side, pulling her backwards on top of him, bringing another groan of pain and surprise from her lips as she lay outstretched on top of him, her smooth hollowed back pressed down against his stomach and chest, her legs splayed lewdly out, on the outside of his own, while his huge heatedly throbbing cock lay buried in its entirety far up in the heated depths of her bowels. She was hopelessly skewered and sprawled obscenely--- helpless and unable to prevent them from doing whatever their vile bestial desires might invent.

Klaus, grimacing like a lewd Teutonic satyr, crawled on top of her, forcing his thighs between hers and Ernie's, spreading her legs even farther apart and aiming his eagerly jerking cock at her warmly moistened open pussy. With one brutal thrust, he rammed his massively throbbing hardness into her.

"Oooooohhhhh, God!" Kim groaned piteously as it slammed into her until she felt his heavy sperm-filled testicles slap hard against her smooth inner thighs---joining the other impaling penis sunk so deeply into her ass. She whimpered helplessly, both in pain and also in humiliation, sandwiched like a whore between two grinning men who were skewering her mercilessly on their thick fiery cocks. She could feel even more pain now as they thrust deeper into her tender young body with only a fragile membrane between rectum and cunt separating their hardened shafts.

Web Hardman was on the stage now, watching in a dazed state of unconscious lust. He pulled at his own painfully aching penis in his pants as he watched Klaus begin fucking wildly into Kim's moistly hot pussy with maddened anger, while Ernie's hips undulated up and down lifting all three of them up off the bed ... his long hard shaft moved in and out of her little asshole like a jackhammer with hard cruel strokes before the two men finally fell into a smooth rhythmic cadence that pounded the loudly groaning young wife between them like a ragdoll.

Web Hardman bent over until his face was just a few short inches from the two wetly glistening cocks ramming into Kim's wide-stretched genital openings like high-powered punch drills. He watched breathlessly the pink frayed edges of her tight young pussy flesh pulling out with Klaus's penis on the outstroke and disappearing lewdly back inside as he plunged again deep into her quivering little belly. The same view came to his glazed eyes of Ernie's thickly hardened cock sucking and pulling down out of her, drawing the brown edges of her tightly clenched anus with it before wetly reaming back up into her while his sperm-bloated balls were wedged hard up into the softly yielding cheeks of her buttocks.

Trembling wildly, Web lay down on his side next to Ernie and fumbled in his pants for his heatedly throbbing cock. He pulled it out and adjusted his posture so that his groin was opposite the young wife's head.

Humiliated and debased, her head twisting from side to side against Ernie's chest while his fingers teasingly kneaded her breasts, Kim felt only a great wetness and tearing between her legs. She felt soiled, and all of her being seemed concentrated down at those two sensitively hot holes they were drilling up between her wide-stretched thighs. Her mouth opened and closed at the feeling and thought. Periodically she tried to squirm up or clench her buttocks together to contain the pain in her rectum, but each time she did that she became cognizant of the brutal stretching of her vaginal passage and the greater pain that followed from Klaus's hard merciless entry.

Then, just as she was beginning to adjust to their dual presence down between her legs, Kim felt a hard hand entwining itself in her hair, guiding her face to one side, and then there were fingertips opening her mouth and a smooth rubbery thing teasing against her lips. She opened her eyes and saw Web Hardman's eagerly jerking penis in front of her face. For a moment she tried to tighten her lips to resist him, but it was futile and she knew it was useless to resist. Resigned, she relaxed her lips and let him open them with his fingers and slide ms hotly throbbing cock into the moist warmth of her mouth. She could feel it slither up the full length of her tongue, filling her cheeks completely with its fleshy rigidness. He held her face firm with his hands and began to brutally fuck into her mouth, causing her to choke as he rammed it halfway down her throat.

They fucked the helpless young wife between the three of them like some whore they hired off the street. She felt debased and humiliated beyond all logic, and felt that this unmerciful triple rape of her body had been going on for all eternity.

Then, the very thought of herself being brutally fucked at every bodily entrance by three men at the same time, began to lewdly excite her. A strange masochistic hunger began swirling in her belly and she heard her own low ecstatic moan bubbling from her cock-filled throat. Involuntarily, her slowly awakening body began to undulate her buttocks and clench fist-like with her cuntal and anal muscles at the hard, lust-driven rods of flesh pummeling into her.

Kim moaned again and her lips tightened more hungrily around the cock fucking into her mouth, her cheeks ballooning and hollowing lewdly with Web's vicious drives. Suddenly, she was eagerly licking at the veins and wrinkles of Web's heatedly pulsing penis as her tongue lapped voraciously at the lust-swollen head, searching hotly for the tiny split on the end. At the same time, she was aware of her buttocks wantonly moving downward against Ernie's upcoming cock digging into her nakedly split rectum, and aware that she was eagerly jerking forward and up to suck all of Klaus's long, pistoning cock into her now insatiable cunt. All sense of her husband and the lewdness of her position seemed to blank from her mind in a sudden wild flood of ecstatic and masochistic sensation that was racing like some obscene sheet of wildfire throughout her whole being. Nothing mattered anymore but the lust-hardened penises fucking into her three body openings, and she rocked crazily to their animal-like attack while she sucked like an unweaned calf at Web's wildly thrusting cock.

Ooooooh God, she wanted his cum to gush out into her throat ... dribble down her throat ... fill her belly as those fucking into her cunt and wide-stretched anus would fill her there!

Oh ... Oh ... Oh! ... She could feel Web's cock bloating in her mouth, and she tongued it madly ... cum ... cum ... cum trip-hammered through her mind!

And he did!

It burst like a gushing hose, shooting forth thick streams of the creamy white liquid deep into her furiously working young throat, her cheeks bloating and contracting as she swallowed repeatedly to keep from gagging on the great continuous hot jets spewing endlessly from it. She swallowed in voracious quick gulps, fastening her lips like a rubber ring tightly around the cumming cock, afraid of losing even a tiny single trickle of the precious male fluid. Even so, small droplets dribbled from the corners of her mouth as Web groaned and rolled away from her and his deflating cock slithered limply from between her still eagerly sucking mouth, tiny sticky strings of the warm white semen stretching like cobwebs from her lips to his penis as it slowly backed away ... but ... there were still others!

"Oh God, fuck it, fuck it, pleeeeezzzz ..." she grunted thickly to each continuing thrust Klaus and Ernie made into her cunt and rectum. Wild, almost insane they became, slapping into her without mercy, yet, she fucked them back with the same wildness for every stroke they rammed into her, until all three began to moan m strange unintelligible cries of endless sexual abandon.

"Aaaaaahhhhh, Ooooooohhhhh, Eeeeeehhhh ... God, yes! I can feel both your cocks fucking into me! Split me! Hurt meeeee! Oh ... God ... keep fucking!" Kim cried out, egging them on now as the lewdly salacious thought of having two men fucking into her while the pungent white sperm of another still filled the recesses of her mouth suddenly drove her unto an uncontrollable frenzy of lust. On and on it went ... the rising crescendo of it ... the hungry fingers playing like lecherous insects over her naked flesh as she was mercilessly impaled in cunt and rectum from above and below. Her mind exploded ... and nothing else mattered ... Hank forgotten ... nothing existed but the unholy sensations of lustful rapture about to burst deep inside her swirling belly.

"Fill me! Now! Oh God fill me now with your cum! Shoot it into me together!" she wailed like a lost banshee, the smooth slippery walls of her lust-heated cunt and rectum contracting like a sucking baby's mouth around the cocks skewering into her.

And then Ernie began to shout obscenities and at that second Kim, her shamelessly aroused young body wantonly writhing and twisting like a belly dancer's between the two men, felt the hot boiling river of his sperm shoot far up into her rectum. The feeling of his wildly jerking cock triggered her own orgasm, and unfathomable sensations of feeling rippled and surged through her. She could feel every throbbing pulsation of his jerking cock as it spewed out its load of hot white cum deep, deep into her still sucking bowels. Then Klaus grunted once and rammed his huge fleshy staff far up in her wildly clasping cunt as she kicked her legs back as high as she could, her groans heaving from her chest. The German's thickly throbbing penis let loose and began spewing its heated white jets of scalding semen far into the depths of her trembling belly, her own sexual secretions mixing and pooling hotly with his, an almost insane convulsion of ecstasy momentarily overwhelming her ...

And then it was all over

They lay about the stage in various lewd poses, panting, catching their breath, their bodies exhausted. Kim raised herself on one elbow, her lovely body ravished, and looked into the eyes of Nichole. Nichole shrugged and gave her a small smile. "Welcome to the dub," was all she said.

Dripping sweat, still panting, Kim turned to Web who was the only one on the stage still clothed. His penis was back in his pants. "My pictures!" Kim breathed.

"Pictures?"

Despair came over her face as she saw the evil smirk on his face. "You promised me the pictures and negatives!"

"My dear girl, I'm afraid you'll have to do more than that to get those pictures back,"

"God damn you! You monster!"

"Now, now, that kind of talk will---~

Web was interrupted by a roar that split the air and caused everyone to jump. A bullet whistled by Web's ear. They all turned to see drunken Nichole holding a small, pearl-handled revolver in her hand. "'Snuff!" she said drunkenly.

"Give me that!" Web demanded, walking toward her.

Another roar and a bullet tore up splinters in the stage between his feet. He stopped in his tracks. Nichole was drunk and ugly, her face full of hate. She leveled the gun at all of them.

"'Snuff! You're not going to do to her what you did to me. Oh no!"

No one moved. Nichole smiled at Web maliciously. She aimed her gun at his groin. "Take it out!"

"Nichole, think of what you're doing!"

Nichole slowly cocked the hammer of the gun. "Take it out!"

Slowly, Web reached down and unzipped his pants and took out his small flaccid penis. Nichole giggled at the sight. Then she focused her gaze on Kim. "I ... did this to ... you. Get the pictures."

Kim leaped from the stage and seized the pictures. Quickly, she checked for negatives and copies. She looked at Nichole and wanted very much to help her. "Come with me," she said, the urgency in her voice.

Sadly, Nichole shook her head. "Belong here," she said thickly, "belong with him." She pointed the gun at Web. "You don't. Get out now, he'll never bother you again."

Kim took her advice. She took Nichole's raincoat and the pictures and ran.

Chapter 9

Kim never saw Web or Nichole or Ernie or Klaus again. She went back to her cottage and to her quiet life of morning and evening walks and waiting for her husband to return. No one, looking at her, could tell what she had been through. Yet, she was changed. Hank was to find that out when he came home.

His homecoming was quite a thing. Kim was waiting for him at the airport and had a fire in the fireplace when he got out of the shower and an iced bottle of champagne in a bucket. They sat on the floor in front of the fire and drank champagne until Hank began to get amorous. Tentatively remembering former times, he made a pass.

Kim excused herself and went to the bedroom. She emerged after a few long moments and Hank's eyes popped. She was naked! She was more than naked, she was lewdly dressed in high heels, black sheer stockings and a black garter belt. And she attacked Hank like a big hungry cat. In no time she had him naked and was playing with his huge, happily throbbing cock while she turned him around and her tongue licked lasciviously at the deep crevice between his buttocks.

It was just the beginning. Hank found himself hard put to keep up with her; he felt like he was being raped by a nymphomaniac!

When it was all over, after she had sucked his cock and guided it into her pussy and gave him the fucking of his life, while he was laying on his back and heaving for breath, she was plying him with more champagne and playing with his penis, gently urging it back to life.

"Where," he asked, "did you learn all of that?"

"All?" she asked, batting her eyes demurely, "why Hank Stewart, you old fuddy-duddy, I have not yet begun to fuck!"

He looked at her for an astounded moment before he exploded with laughter and took her in his arms and kissed her, feeling not only had he built one hell of a bridge, he had himself one hell of a wife.

The End

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