1. The Adjustment Service


    Date: 9/5/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Cheating, Cruelty, Domination/submission, Extreme, Hardcore, Rape, Scatology, Violence, Author: 90lbsofDynamite, Rating: 76.9, Source: sexstories.com

    phone in my room rang at nine am. I hadn’t left yet for the day I had planned a trip to cathouse outside of Vegas. Picking up the phone I was informed that a package arrived for me and would I like it delivered to the room. I said of course and waited with impatience while checking to see if there was a way to watch the thing. There was a DVD player, it was difficult to sit idly waiting for the recording of my wife's destruction to arrive. After giving the man a tip, I ripped open the package and looked at the disk. A note accompanied the disk scrawled in block letters was the message, “Enjoy another video will arrive in your office in a few weeks. DESTROY THE PHONE.” The almost four weeks from when the plot was hatched, until the moment I received the DVD, had crawled by in a slow, plodding dullness. With great anticipation, I obeyed the command before I watched the video. Putting the disk in the drive I pulled a chair up and gazed at the screen. The first moments of the record sickened me. There was my wife kissing, hugging and undressing the young, athletic boy who worked for her. His engorged prick stood at attention it was average, smaller than my own. “Why him,” I wondered. Sharon descended to the floor in a graceful manner. Her fit body clothed in a negligée I didn’t recognize. I felt sick to my stomach. There was a brilliant flash and loud bang in the room, the two of them bumped each other and moved away from each other. She ran headlong into the wall by the window ...
    while hit the door of the bathroom. Both crumpled on the floor and large, muscular naked man walked into the room. Between his toned thighs swung an immense, fat, limp prick. His hands clutched plastic restraints, the kind the cops use for handcuffs. With a quick precision, the man restrained the boy then woke him. Sitting in a seat so he could have a first-hand view of the action. Her crammed panties in the kid’s mouth until he was satisfied he couldn’t make a sound. Turning his attention to my wife he snatched Sharon up by the hair. The violent act woke her from her concussion induce sleep, her feet dangled inches off the floor. The big white man slapped her face several times and let go her hair. Tumbling to the floor she whimpered at his feet. “Get on you knees you fucking bitch and suck me hard,” his formerly soft voice hardened to an odious growl. Sharon’s response was swift, his muscled body towering above her tiny frame, the sinister tone of malicious intent, coupled with the pitiful view of her manly courtesan bound like so much refuse heightened her alarm. In incredible evidence of her fear her body quivered. She arched up taking his massive pecker in her hand she touched her lips to the plumb sized head. Stretching her mouth wide, she struggled fit it thickness inside her reluctant mouth. With great difficulty, she worked the stiffening monster inside her stretched her wide. To say the hulking man was impatient is an understatement, he grabbed the bun atop her head ...
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