EXTRACT FOR
The Submissive Wife
(Author Unknown)

THE SUBMISSIVE WIFE - EXTRACT

    

    

    Just another typical summer evening somewhere in the city.  A blue Honda pulled into the parking lot of a fast-food restaurant, and then the front door opened and a middle-aged man in a brown jacket came down and glanced furtively around which way before shutting the door.  He adjusted the collar of his jacket and ran a hand over the sparse growth of hair that matted his head before approaching the restaurant's entrance.

    He entered the restaurant and unfurled a handkerchief out of his pocket to dab his face.  His name was Donald, and he was here to make a transaction.  This wasn't his first time attempting such; he often felt a little squeamish about it.  When dealing with people you've only corresponded with hours ago over the phone and haven't met before, it was reasonable to be as such.

    Few people were occupying the restaurant at that hour: middle to lower-class night-owlers, they appeared to be.  He stopped when he observed a dapper-looking black man seated at a window booth waving at him.  Donald made the handkerchief disappear into his pocket before approaching the man's table.

    "Hi," said Donald as he slid into the booth.  "Have you been waiting long."

    The dapper gent was all smirk.  "That seat has been cooling off a half-hour now, so yeah, my pal and I have been waiting." 

    He gestured at his buddy seated across from him, who was also dressed to the nines.  They looked like they were on their way to a high-society club and had unwillingly stopped here to grab a bite. 

    "Where's this product you said you have?"

    "It's not far from here," Donald said.  "I first wanted to find out that you're still interested."

    "Look at me, white boy.  I could be a hundred places right now instead of taking up your invite to sit at this crappy soot waiting on your ass to show.  But I'm here, so don't dare ask that silly question again."

    "All right.  No need to get upset.  Did you bring the money with you?"

    "Did I?" the black man reached into his jacket pocket and out came a brown envelope which he then laid on the table.  "As we agreed."

    "Mind if I count it?"

    "Sure.  But there's a little change.  I want my friend here in on it.  He too needs to sample the product."

    Donald looked at him, then at his black colleague and back at him again.

    "That wasn't what we agreed.  This was supposed to you alone."

    "Yeah well, you'll just have to make some adjustment, won't you, white boy.  Look, I've got bitches elsewhere waiting on me.  Are we gonna do this or not?"

    "All right, fine.  Whatever.  Can I count it now?"

    The dapper man slid the envelope toward Donald who grabbed it as if he wanted to snatch it and run.  His hands were sweaty as he counted the bills contained inside.  Satisfied, he tucked it back into the envelope and into his jacket it went, as unobtrusive as he could do it without wanting to appear like they were making an actual drug exchange.

    "You've got your set of wheels?"

    "Right outside."

    "Okay.  You'll follow me and I'll take you to where it's at."

    They left the restaurant.  Donald got into his Honda and saw the dapper gent with his friend get into a Chrysler and then drove off into the quiet night with Donald in the lead.

    He drove to a motel on Pillsbury Road, two blocks away from the restaurant.  They parked their cars in an alley across the street then strolled toward the motel.  There were few cars on the deserted road.  Donald looked in every direction and didn't catch sight of any obtrusive shadows; that took some uneasiness off him.  They entered the motel and went up a flight of stairs then stopped at a door to which Donald produced a key and unlocked it and led the way inside.

    "In here," Donald indicated the bedroom door to which the two Black men followed.

    He opened the door and flicked on the light switch the two black men stopped to behold the sight in front of them.

    A woman with shoulder-length blond hair stood a foot from the bed with both hands held above her head handcuffed to a curtain rail beside the window curtain, looking like a kidnapped hostage.  She was naked except for a pair of nylon pantyhose and high heels, with her mouth taped shut.  You would expect her to appear scared seeing the men enter the room, but her eyes did not indicate fright.

    "I didn't want the bitch roaming around so I thought I'd keep her this way for your pleasure before coming to find you," said Donald, after shutting the door, adopting the voice of a salesman.  "In case you'd want to appraise the merchandise."

    "Good looking out, man," said the dapper man who was all grin as he approached the woman.  "What's the bitch's name?"

    "Cindy."

    "How are you, Cindy," he stroked her cheek with his forefinger, then her breasts, and down to cup her butt.  "You're looking so nice and ripe.  Yo, Mike.  Get over here and check out this merchandise here.  My name's Ralph and this here's my buddy, Mike.  Mike, say hello to bitch-Cindy."

    "Hello, bitch-Cindy," Mike chuckled as he too got busy caressing her body.  "She's sure got herself a big booty."

    "Yeah, just the way I like 'em.  Come on, let's get to working on this whore."

    The two men took their sweet time taking off their clothes, murmuring back and forth while they did.  Cindy looked at them, then at Donald settling himself on a chair beside the door and watching with a happy smile plastered on his face. 

    Ralph and Mike left their clothes on the floor along with their shoes then returned their attention to Cindy.  Donald came over and gathered their clothes and dumped them inside the wardrobe while they got busy with the woman.

    Ralph took care of stripping the tape covering her lips and kissed her.  

    Mike caressed her breasts with his hands and lips.

    Cindy moaned as they exploited her more.

    "Let me get first crack at this bitch," said Ralph. 

    His buddy gave him some room as he then lifted Cindy's feet off the ground and wrapped her legs around his waist.  Mike came behind Cindy and assisted with holding up her thighs while Ralph grunted and swore under his breath as he struggled with prodding his penis between her crotch.  It took several slips before eventually gaining entry inside her.  Cindy gave them complete freedom of her body.  There was nothing she could do besides exhale a whimper as the tip of his prick brushed against her sheath.  Ralph grasped her buttocks, lifted her, and began jerking her up and down his shaft. 

    "Uuuhhh... fuck!  Awwaahhhh!"

    Cindy grunted and winced as Ralph's cock stabbed into her cunt.  Her handcuffs made irritating jangling noise against the curtain rail as her body bounced and rocked against him.  His hands pawed her butt while still thrusting her toward his cock, grunting hard with each exertion.  Cindy tightened her legs' grip around his waist, surrendering to the onslaught of his organ.

    Mike looked at Donald and pointed at her handcuffs, "Where's the fucking key, man?" 

    Donald fished it out of his pocket and threw it to him.  Mike unlocked Cindy's handcuffs and let them fall to the ground.  She was most grateful for it as she could then wrap her arms around Ralph who then carried her to the bed.

    Mike came to the other side of the bed and knelt close to her head.  He drove his cock into her mouth while Ralph leaned between her thighs and went on slamming into her pussy.  Cindy gasped aloud.  Her feet kicked into the air spasmodically while her body spasmed from the bout of fucking he gave her.  Her mouth made a gurgling noise as she sucked on Mike's cock.  Mike pulled away and retrieved the pair of handcuffs from where he had dropped them then returned to the bed, held Cindy's hands together and cuffed them back.

    "This way the bitch won't give us no fucking trouble," he crackled at his buddy.

    Ralph barely listened as he was grunting his way into overdrive, fucking her pussy harder.  Cindy was all gasps and groans.  She struggled to be free but Mike had a firm grip holding her down.  The handcuff's steel cut into her wrists, and yet she concentrated more on the aggressive fucking she was getting than on the pain to her flesh.

    Ralph rammed into her deep, then pulled out for Mike to come around take over.  Mike rested on top of Cindy, breathing into her face while fucking her non-stop.  Ralph beat her face with her cock.

    "Yeah, take that black dick, bitch," he went on smearing his cock across her cheek.  "You're such a good whore, aren't you, bitch?"

    "Yes... yes, sir!" she gasped.

    "You want nothing but to be a whore, don't you?"

    "Aarrghhhh... it's all I am, sir."

    Mike pulled out, and they then maneuvered Cindy onto her elbows and knees.  

    Cindy leaned forward, stretching her handcuffed in front of her while she went on taking her punishment.  Ralph stood hunched on his toes and inserted his penis between her pussy fold then thrust inside her.  Cindy howled as she jerked forward by his hardened thrusts.  Mike leaned beside her armpit to suck on her tits.  Ralph slowed his pace after a while but didn't let off from the tight sensation he grasped from feeding his cock into her cunt.  Pools of sweat rolled down his chin and landed on her backside.  He resumed his fast tempo; he grabbed a fistful of Cindy's hair and yanked her head backward, listening to her guttural cries as he fucked her harder.  Donald had earlier left his chair and stood closer to the bed where he could afford a view of watching Ralph's pair of balls slapping against her pussy while his buttock muscles clenched each time he rammed into her and out.  

    Ralph continued fucking her non-stop, grunting like a feral beast, sweat rained from his face and now and then he flung his head side to side so none of it would get into his eyes.  

    For Cindy, there was the pain.  

    There was pleasure mixed with the pain as well.  She went on gasping until she felt him let go inside her.  His grip on her loosened and then he fell off her.

    Mike undid the handcuffs then laid on the bed and gestured at Cindy to get on top.  She did as instructed.  His cock slipped into her dripping pussy and he wasted no time jerking his hips and thighs to match her frenzy.  He smacked her buttock hard and she yelped aloud while grinding her pussy on his cock.  Mike climaxed but gripped her hard as his cock pumped semen inside her, eventually letting her go. 

    Both men took turns fucking her more.  

    They ejaculated in her cunt.  

    They sprayed cum all over her butt.  

    Cindy turned over and allowed them to fuck her mouth as well.