Sexy Wife Tortured in a Remote Cabin (1 Viewer)

[breakher]

After my wife’s horrific wrestling beatdown and subsequent torture at the hands of Sugar and her cronies, I know she needs some time to rest and recover before she’s contractually obligated to return for more punishment in the wrestling ring. Unfortunately for her, watching her take the relentless torment from Sugar confirmed for me that I want to see more, and it did the same for some of my friends who had been invited to watch her first match.

My friend CJ in particular seems to have had something awakened in him when seeing my sexy wife being tortured by a bigger, stronger woman. Can’t blame him - she’s 5’7’’ of pure sex appeal, 140 pounds of perfect curves and thick thighs, C-cup tits, a round ass, and luscious long brown hair. CJ came to me afterward and asked if it would be possible to let him have a go at her, to destroy her, break her down, humiliate and dominate her. I shocked both of us when I happily agreed.

I sit in front of my 70 inch hi-def monitor watching & listening to my wife lounging around our secluded lake house, while I’m secretly down the road in my van. She thinks I sent her there to recover from her previous beatdown, but I’ve actually filled the place with hidden cameras and microphones, and given CJ the address and door code. He should be arriving at any moment, and his timing couldn’t be better.

Wifey is in her typically slutty loungewear, walking around our cabin in a barely-there baby blue silk lingerie slip with tiny shoulder straps and an open back; her creamy thighs, butt and tiny black thong are peeking out from the bottom. She’s barefoot, with her toenails freshly painted white. She’s dressed perfectly for the occasion. My heart is pounding as my exterior camera sees CJ’s car pull up to the house.

Wifey is laying on the couch reading when CJ bangs the door open, and she jumps up with a startled yelp. CJ is a hulking beast of a guy, 6’2’’, 250 lbs, and he’s wearing a ski mask. “Who the fuck are you!? Get out of my house right now!” Screams my wife. CJ just laughs at her menacingly and advances.

My wife, perhaps thinking her beatdown by Sugar toughened her up, or maybe just out of pure desperation, charges CJ. “I told you to get out, fucker!” Wifey swings at CJ, but he catches her fist, and immediately spins her around, wrenching her arm up behind her back. My wife lets out a cry as he nearly breaks her arm, gripping her chin and growling in her ear “bad move honey. You’re FUCKED”. She lets out a shuddering sob of fear, already flashing back to her last beatdown. “please, just leave me alone” she whimpers.

“Not yet, slut.” CJ growls throwing her to the floor. My wife lets out a gasp as CJ kicks her in the stomach with a booted foot, driving all the air out of her. Wifey’s body involuntarily curls around CJ’s leg, shuddering and sobbing already. CJ laughs, and stomps on her knee with his other foot, she lets out a scream and roll away from him, curling in a ball and clutching at her leg. Bad move, as CJ kicks her right in the spine, causing my wife to arch her back and SHRIEK in agony “AIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!”. She looks incredibly hot like that, and I’m already getting hard.

Grabbing my wife’s brown hair (which is in a messy bun), CJ pulls my wife to her feet, forcing her to stand on her tiptoes, sobbing and clutching at his hands.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! CJ starts relentlessly slapping her in the face, knocking her head back and forth. “AHH! OWW!! AHHHH!! FUCKING STOP IT!” My wife pleads frantically, her face reddening and tears already running down her cheeks “No shot bitch, I’m just getting started with you”. Wifey is sobbing in pain, fear and desperation, knowing she has absolutely no way out of this nightmare situation.

“On your knees slut. NOW!” CJ roughly pushes my crying wife to her knees, pulling his cock out in the process. “Start sucking girl. And I better not feel any teeth”. Tearfully, timidly, my wife complies, taking his cock between her lips and slowly sliding it down her throat. I can’t believe how much I’m enjoying watching this, even though CJ is a man.

CJ growls with pleasure, holding my wife’s messybun in his fist as she slides his massive cock in and out of her throat, slowly. Suddenly, my wife’s hand comes up and grabs him by the balls, using her nails to dig in as CJ screams in shock and pain. Taking his cock out of her mouth, she punches him in the stomach and gets up, making a run for the door. Huge, huge huge mistake on her part. CJ is crazy, so even I’m not sure what he’s about to do to her.

CJ roars and grabs her by the hair again, wrenching her away from the door as she cries out in desperation and despair, kicking and struggling. CJ hisses through his teeth “You’ll regret that you little whore”

She’s struggling and whimpering, but lets out a scream as CJ suddenly tasers her in the back. She drops to the floor convulsing and sobbing, as CJ zaps her several more times with the taser. Putting a knee on the back of her head, CJ traps my wife on her stomach, and roughly handcuffs her wrists behind her back. “PLEASE, NO I’M SORRY, NOT THIS! PLEASE I’LL BE GOOD DON’T CUFF ME!!” My wife must be flashing back to her time in Sugar’s dungeon, the poor woman. CJ lifts up her sexy, pedicured foot and presses the taser to her sole, causing a shriek of agony louder than anything I’ve heard today to rip from my wife’s throat.

Roughly, CJ drags my wife off the floor, and drapes her over the arm of the couch, with her back bent in half, and her head hanging upside down off the couch. She’s fully hysterically crying now, begging him, offering him bribes, all in vain. My breath catches in my chest realizing what he’s about to do.

My wife dangles helplessly, feet kicking on the couch as CJ brutally grabs her by the ears, and jams his cock into her throat again as her head hangs upside down. With no way to defend herself, wifey can only helplessly gag, squirm, and cry as CJ goes nuts, SAVAGELY FUCKING her throat, pumping in and out fast and hard, his balls banging off her forehead, her dainty throat expanding with his cock jackhammering it. On one thrust he buries himself to the hilt, his balls on her nose, and stays there for a FULL MINUTE, as we both enjoy watching her whole body convulse and squirm for breath. Mercifully, he pulls out, and she gasps for air, with deep shuddering sobs.

“PLEASE, OK I GET IT, PLEASE STOP PLEASE!!” She begs tearfully, looking at him from her helpless upside down position. “It could have been over you beautiful fucking SLUT, but you had to make it personal. We’ve got a while to go!” CJ yells at her sadistically. I’m stroking myself to the video feed at this point.

CJ grabs her by the ears again, and resumes fucking wifey’s throat. Now as he jackhammers her, CJ notices Wifey’s big nipples poking through the silk of her lingerie, pointing right at him. He grabs both nipples between his thumbs & index fingers, brutally pinches as hard as he can, and SAVAGELY yanks my wife upward by just the nipples.

Needless to say, this is agony for my wife. “MMMMMGHGHGHHGHFHHHHHFHHHFFFFFFFFHFHHHHFHFFF!!!!” She screams in her own throat around his cock, eyes shut tight, tears streaming down her face, her whole body quivering, her white toes curling and flexing frantically as he practically pulls her nipples off. The vibration of wifey’s scream is the last straw, and CJ blasts rope after rope of cum straight down her throat.

He finally pulls out, and wifey sputters and chokes between sobs and gasps, his cum having shot all the way down her throat with no chance to spit it. He roughly pulls her upright, her messy bun gone and hair flowing freely, and throws my wife off the couch on to the floor like a piece of trash. She brings her knees up to her chest and rolls on her side, still handcuffed, trying to curl up in a ball as she cries miserably, broken.

CJ laughs. “Stupid bitch. You just had to attack me TWICE. Who do you think you are? You know you can’t fight. Remember what happened against Sugar?” My wife looks up from the floor in shock, “HOW DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT?!” “Easy, I was there.” My wife’s never met CJ, so there’s no way for her to know he’s my friend. “WHAT THE FUCK HOW?!.” Her anger is overcoming her pain and fear suddenly. I do love how much spirit my wife has sometimes.

“Special invite only, very discreet. Can’t tell ya honey. Sorry. And don’t ask again.” “Fuck you!” My wife spits at his foot. CJ slaps her back to the floor and puts his boot on her head, squishing her face into the floor as she starts to cry again. CJ leans down into his boot and growls at her -

“You signed a contract for 5 more matches remember? There were lots of stipulations and fine print I’m sure you didn’t read, since Sugar was torturing you at the time, but one of them was that a match could take place any time, any where. Welcome to Match #2 sweetheart! My specialty is more on the sex wrestling side as maybe you can tell” Wifey gasps in shock and resumes crying as he stops grinding her head into the floor.

I grin in my van now that he’s finally clued her in. Since it’s a contractually sanctioned match, at this point she knows I must be watching, as I’m contractually obligated to. Not that I would ever miss this!!! I prepare myself to go inside on CJs signal.

CJ sits my wife up. Glaring into her tear streaked face. “You know what comes next you little skank. I’m sure you want to submit at this point. Are you ready to make a deal?” Knowing what happened to her last time she made a submission deal, my wife barks “NO CHANCE” right in his face.

CJ sighs and rolls his eyes, backhanding my wife back to the floor, where she lays, whimpering. Rolling her onto her stomach, CJ grabs the chain of her handcuffs, and WRENCHES my wife’s arms straight up, practically popping her shoulders out of their sockets. My wife’s feet desperately flail around as she screams into the carpet “AAAAAAIAIIHHHHHHHHIFUUUUUCKKKKK!!!!”

“I can do this all day bitch. Happy to break your arms.” “NO PLEASE NO NO STOP STOP PLEASE LET GO!!!” Wifey begs frantically, her beautiful white toes pushing into the floor desperately trying to squirm away.

“Here’s the deal. I’m gonna fuck you in the ass, and your man is going to fuck you in the throat while I do it. You show him what a good little screamer you are, and I’ll accept your forfeit, no long punishment round no new contract. I’ll even guarantee that your next match is planned. How’s that sound?” For emphasis, he wrenches her arms just a little higher.

“AAAJHHHHH FUCK OK OK OK!! I SUBMIT! I GIVE” Wifey screams out through her tears. I pull the van into the driveway and walk in.

CJ is positioning my still handcuffed wife on her knees with her ass in the air. She glares at me with her cheek pressed into the floor, and I shrug and smile at her.

CJ gives my wife’s beautiful ass a firm SLAP, and she yelps. “You got a good little slut here bud! Ready to help me finish this match?” I nod. “Oh wait hang on, I forgot your bitch of a wife clawed my balls. Give me a sec” He grabs her thong and WEDGIES wifey impossibly hard. Her feet lift off the floor and toes curl in agony as she SHRIEKS, with the thong tearing straight up into her pussy “AAAIIIIHHHHH WHAT THE FUCK I THOUGHT WE WERE DOOAAAAAAAHHHHH NO PLEASE!!!”

“Yeah bitch we’re done after I fuck you in the ass, not before. I still wanna hurt you a bit for what you did!” He lets go of her thong, as she sobs on her knees. He takes a couple steps back, and looks me dead in the eye as he does a running free kick straight into my wife’s pussy! Her screams echo off the cabin walls as she cries hysterically, unable to go anywhere or do anything. He kicks her in the pussy again. More screams and tears escape my destroyed wife.

“SHUT UP SLUT! YOU HAD THIS COMING!” He roars as he savagely kicks her again. I’m absolutely rock hard at the sight of this guy towering over my helpless wife, booting her in the pussy with no mercy and drawing even louder screams than Sugar did.

He rips the thong off the hysterically crying woman as I position myself in front of her. I have no clue how she’s still conscious. I notice CJ is strapping something onto his own rock hard cock. My eyes widen as I realize it is a leather sleeve covered in studs; it just about doubles the girth of his already large dick, and adds what looks like painful texture with the studs. Noticing my eyes, my wife squirms to look at him and immediately panics even further. “NO WAIT WHAT IS THAT? I DIDN’T AGREE TO THAT WAIT PLEASE!!!….” I’m not sure why she’s begging him, she must know how the matches work at this point.

CJ grins evilly as he grabs her hips and positions himself right at her tight, barely-ever-touched asshole. She is not gonna enjoy this. We will though. An impossibly loud and hoarse new scream rips from wifeys throat as CJ buries his weaponized dick in her ass, and begins to SLOWLY thrust to draw out her suffering “AAHHHHIIIIIIEEEEEE!!! NOOOOOO OH MY GOD PLEASE NO MORE!!!”. I seize the opportunity and shove my dick right into her open screaming mouth.

I grab her by the hair for leverage and start to fuck her throat. I’m already too horny and just go nuts on her. To her credit, she takes my dick in spite of screaming from the agony of CJ destroying her asshole. The vibrations of her throat screaming onto my dick, her whole body convulsing and quivering, trying to escape CJ’s weaponized cock, is too much for me and I explode down her throat, gagging her on rope after rope of overexcited cum.

CJ jackhammers my wife, cruelly grabbing her hips and digging his fingers in, until he finally is ready to burst, pulling out and shooting cum all over my wife’s bare back. He holds his dick to stop the flow, and steps around to blast the remains of his load straight into her face. Wifey slumps to the floor facedown, quietly sobbing. CJ undoes her cuffs, and pats me on the back. “My work here is done. Enjoy bud. Until next time”.

CJ leaves me with my destroyed wife, and all I can do is think about how I can’t wait for her next match. It definitely has to be a mixed one…

 

[jinhr95]

brother, more story like this one please

 

[firlafanz]

i was really involved in your story, i find it very fascinating what you write there, could do with more of it too

 

[campusvamp]

Not really into torture but I like a little BDSM and your writing except I don't like going straight to all capitals when I'm writing. It leaves you no place to go to ratchet up the intensity. Try italics first for places you want emphasis then if the action/volume ratchets up you can switch to CAPITAL ITALICS...

 

[breakher]

I wake suddenly to the sound of piercing but hoarse screams drifting upstairs from the living room. I wonder in amused disbelief how CJ could still be at it. We had called it a night not long after the brutal assfucking session (not before CJ slapped her around a bit more), and I helped Wifey shower and gave her just a small amount of aftercare. She was messed up, took over an hour to stop crying.

Per the terms of the contract we all 3 of us had signed, Wifey wasn’t allowed to sleep in the room with me. She was forced to sleep on the floor of the living room, with CJ occupying the guest room. Per the rules, either of us can start things up again, any time we want for the remainder of the 3-day weekend, and it’s only Saturday.

The contract also gave CJ or myself the power to decide what Wifey wears, so I hop out of bed to see what CJ picked out for her, and what all the noise is about. The screams continue to drift up the stairs.

“P-PLLEAAAASE NO MORE NO MORE NO MORE AHGHHHHHHHHHNOOOO STOOPPP!!!” Sounds like they’re having a great time. I reach the bottom of the steps and still hear the screaming coming from further downstairs. Looks like CJ dragged Wifey off the couch and into the basement. I practically skip down the steps in excitement as the screams grow louder and closer. “AIIIGHHHHHHH PLESAENOMORENOMORE!!!!”

I open the door to the basement to see a beautiful sight. CJ has my wife bent backward, beyond bent in half, over a stool. He’s got a fistful of her loose brown hair in one hand, and his other pushing down on her legs. CJ has picked a stunning outfit for her - Wifey is wearing her tiniest, white babydoll lingerie slip dress. It barely comes down to the top of her thighs; silky, microscopic straps cling to her shoulders. This is something she literally only wears on my birthday. I can see from the angle she’s bent at, that CJ decided she didn’t get to have underwear this morning. I can also see that he forced her to re-paint her toenails black, to contrast her white lingerie. This guy really thinks of all the details!

He’s got her bent so far over the stool that her head and toes are pointing straight towards the floor. Wifey is crying her eyes out and doesn’t even notice me walk in, she just continues shrieking and sobbing at CJ for any sign of leniency. I grab a stool and light up a cigarette as I just sit and marvel at CJ’s brutality for a few minutes.

He pulls her head up by the hair briefly and spits right into her crying face, causing even more hysteria as she tries to squirm away, humiliation compounding with her agony.

He shoves her off the stool, and she crumples to the floor, her whole body quivering as she sobs. CJ wastes no time, positioning himself behind her and BOOTING her right in the bare pussy as she wails and convulses, weakly trying to protect her vulnerable crotch, her hysterical crying only intensifying.

He pulls her upright to a sitting position and YANKS her arms straight back with a knee against her spine, Wifey’s feet are flailing and stomping the basement floor in helpless agony as she SHRIEKS! She hasn’t even noticed me sitting there yet.

CJ sticks his fingers in my wife’s sobbing mouth and RIPS her lips apart with cruel fingers, her crying and begging becoming muffled as he contorts her face as he pleases. Her plump, full lips are being mashed and mauled by CJ’s unforgiving and rough grip.

A look of determination flashes across Wifey’s eyes as she attempts to bite down on her tormentor’s fingers. CJ grunts and yanks his hands out of her mouth as she catches the tips of of his fingers in her chompdown. “You dumb slut. You REALLY want to keep testing me?!”

“WAIT W-WaiWAIIIIHHHHGGGHHHNOOOOOOOOOOPLEASEEEEE” My poor, destroyed wife screams as CJ uses his injured fingers to DIG into her eyes and nose, raking and brutalizing her beautiful face as she thrashes and squirms and tries to pry his hands off. Tears are wetting his hands

‘P-pp-p-pLEASENO PLEASE I’LL GIVE YOU whatever you want! Let’s end the contracct!” sobs wifey, regretting signing up for this once again. CJ snorts as he sticks his fingers right up her nose and WRENCHES her back in a grotesque, frankenstein version of a camel clutch. She can’t even squirm for fear of terrible damage to her nose. She can only cry.

Thigh punches follow, deep into her thick, soft thighs as she rolls around in abject misery. He’s making sure she can’t walk at all today!

The screams and begging grow ever more desperate, pathetic, and hoarse as CJ pulls out every brutal, sadistic move he can think of.

A camel clutch full nelson combo. Bending her toes past their limits one at at time. Biting her feet.

His barrage of brutality finally takes a break after the frenzy of torture. He stands up, leaving Wifey battered and broken, curled on the floor of her own basement in the fetal position, her body wracked and heaving with sobs.

CJ laughs at her. “Girly, we aren’t even started for the day! It’s barely 10am! I hope you’ve got more in you than this, because its going to be a really bad Saturday for you otherwise!

Wifey can barely hear him and STILL hasn’t noticed me. She coughs and hugs herself tighter, blubbering gibberish that sounds like “please leave me alone!”

“You still don’t get it. YOU SIGNED UP FOR THIS, SLUT!” CJ pulls out his rock hard cock, and wraps it in his weaponized dick sleeve. The bumps, studs and little thorns caused so much agony for her last time that I almost wince for her. ALMOST. I’m mostly just excited to see what he’s doing now.

“ON YOUR KNEES GIRLY! And put that ass in the air!” She tearfully complies, on her hands and knees, her whole body quivering in fear. CJ chuckles. “I need something to grip, let’s put that hair back in a ponytail, shall we? Don’t worry, I’ll do it for you. YOU stay right there. Don’t move or it’ll get worse.” CJ looms over my poor wife as she quivers and sobs, facing the floor with her ass in the air, waiting for the horrific next step.

CJ roughly gathers Wifey's hair into a tight ponytail, yanking her head back cruelly. She yelps in pain, her tear-stained face now visible. CJ secures the ponytail with a band, giving it a vicious tug for good measure. "There, much better. Now I have a nice handle to control you with, slut." He positions himself behind her, gripping her hips with bruising force. Wifey whimpers, her body tensing in fearful anticipation. Without warning, CJ SLAMS his sheathed cock into her tight, unprepared asshole. A bloodcurdling scream rips from Wifey's throat as the cruel studs and thorns tear into her sensitive walls.

"AAAIIIEEEEEE! NOOO! TAKE IT OUT, PLEASE! I CAN'T TAKE IT!" she wails, trying desperately to crawl away. But CJ's grip on her ponytail and hip is unyielding. He pounds into her mercilessly, grunting with sadistic pleasure. "Shut up and take it, whore! This is what you signed up for!" CJ punctuates each word with a brutal thrust, the basement echoing with the sounds of skin slapping and agonized screams.

I shift on my stool, my own cock rock hard as I watch my wife's utter destruction. Her face is a mask of anguish, tears and snot running down her contorted features. Her small tits bounce almost comically with each violent jolt to her body.

CJ reaches around and viciously PINCHES her clit, twisting the sensitive nub. Wifey convulses, shrieking like a banshee, her cries growing more desperate and hoarse by the second.

"MERCY! MERCY! OH GOD PLEASE, HAVE MERCY!" she sobs brokenly, hanging her head in defeat. But CJ and I know this is only the beginning. He'll use and abuse her holes until she's a gibbering, broken mess.

My sadistic grin widens at the thought. This dumb cunt has no idea how bad it's going to get. And I'm going to enjoy every minute of her suffering. CJ catches my eye, matching my cruel smirk. Without missing a beat, he pulls out and RAMS his cock into her dripping cunt, the studded sleeve now assaulting her vaginal walls. Wifey's scream reaches a new pitch, her entire body convulsing grotesquely.

The basement is filled with the brutal symphony of her agony as CJ and I settle in for a long day of vicious defilement and torment. My cock throbs eagerly. It's going to be a very good weekend indeed.

Wifey's wailing and pleading continues unabated as CJ mercilessly rails her defiled holes. "STOP STOP AGHHHH IT HURTS SO BAD!!!" She shrieks helplessly. Her face is splotched red and soaked with tears, snot and spit. Her hair is disheveled, sticking to her sweaty skin.

CJ pounds her pussy relentlessly, the cruel dick sleeve studs shredding her tender walls with each violent thrust. Wifey howls in utter anguish, her legs quivering uncontrollably. She tries feebly to crawl away but CJ YANKS viciously on her ponytail, snapping her head back.

"Dumb fucking whore, you're not going anywhere until I'm done destroying your worthless fuckholes!" He snarls. He punctuates his words with even harder, deeper thrusts, bottoming out inside her battered cunt. The wet, obscene squelches and slaps of brutal fucking mingle with my wife's hoarse, agonized wails.

I watch in sadistic glee, lazily stroking my own rock hard cock. I spit on my hand and rub it on my shaft, groaning at the delicious friction. The sight of my wife, bound and brutalized, screaming for mercy that will never come, is the most exquisite aphrodisiac.

CJ grips her hips with bruising force, pulling her back to meet his punishing thrusts. Wifey's arms give out and she collapses face first onto the cold basement floor, her ass still high in the air. Her screams are muffled now but no less desperate.

"Aww, is the little fucktoy tired already?" CJ sneers mockingly. "Too fucking bad!" He cruelly drags her back onto her hands and knees, leans over and BITES her shoulder savagely, breaking the skin. Wifey shrieks and writhes beneath him, fresh tears pouring down her face.

I can't take sitting on the sidelines anymore. I stand up and move closer, roughly palming her bouncing tits. I cruelly pinch and twist her nipples, making her jolt and cry out. "that’s right," I growl. “Don’t forget that you signed us up for this sweetheart - this is all on you”

CJ grins at me, thoroughly debauched. "I think this bitch needs to be double stuffed, don't you?" I nod eagerly, grabbing my wife’s crying face. I slap her cheeks with my heavy cock.

"Open up, babe. You don’t want to leave me out do you?" I shove my cock past her protesting lips, sliding into her hot, wet mouth. She gags and chokes around my cock, overwhelmed from the agony CJ is putting her through, tears flowing onto my shaft.

Wifey sputters as I force it deeper into her throat. Her eyes bulge in panic, more tears streaming down her face. I grab two fistfuls of her hair and hold her head still as I start viciously facefucking her, my balls slapping against her chin with each thrust.

"That's it, choke on my cock you slut!" I growl, relishing the feeling of her convulsing throat. Meanwhile, CJ switches back to ramming his weaponized cock into her abused asshole, the cruel studded sleeve absolutely ruining her shitter.

Wifey makes garbled retching noises, her screams muffled by my invading cock. Her body writhes and bucks between us as we use her mercilessly from both ends.

"Squirm more, you dumb fuckpig! Show us how much you love getting double teamed like the worthless set of holes you are!" CJ snarls, pinching her clit hard as he continues to thrust in her ass. Wifey's muffled shrieks reach a new fevered pitch.

I can feel her throat spasming around me as she starts to black out from lack of oxygen. I hold her head down to the hilt a few moments longer just for the fun of it….when suddenly I feel a sharp pain as she uses a free hand to dig her nails into my leg. “AGH! What the fuck?!” I exclaim in discomfort, before pulling out with a wet pop. She desperately gasps for air, coughing and choking.

"What the fuck was that, bitch?? Did anyone give you permission to fight back?!” I slap her face with my spit-soaked dick.

Wifey glares at me through her gasping and coughing, saying nothing. I’m surprised at her sudden defiance, which is just going to make it worse for her. It’s almost like she’s asking for it. I suppose she could be, given this was her idea…

"I don't think the cum dump is grateful enough for how easy we’ve been on her," CJ says, pulling out of her asshole with a vicious twist. Wifey wails brokenly. "She bit me, she clawed you…I think she needs to be disciplined until she learns proper respect." My sadistic grin widens. "Bend the bitch over the stool. It's time for a beating to really hammer the lesson home."

CJ roughly drags my up by her hair and bends her over the spanking stool, her ravaged ass high in the air. I select a thick wooden paddle, the type that leaves vivid welts and bruises. My poor battered wife trembles and quivers, whimpering in fearful anticipation.

THWACK! I bring the paddle down with punishing force across both ass cheeks. Wifey howls in agony, her body jolting. I rain down brutal blow after blow, putting my full strength behind each swing. Her ass quickly turns bright red, then mottled purple with welts and bruises.

"PLEASE NO MORE! I'LL DO ANYTHING!" she begs pathetically between anguished sobs and shrieks. "I'M-I'M SORRY! I'LL BE A GOOD SLUT, I SWEAR!" She wails desperately, her voice raw and hoarse from screaming. Her entire body is shaking uncontrollably from the relentless paddling.

I pause, the paddle still raised menacingly. "You'll be a good little cocksleeve? You won’t get out of line and attack us again?”

"YES! YES PLEASE, I'LL DO ANYTHING YOU WANT!" she sobs brokenly, hanging her head in defeat. "JUST PLEASE STOP HITTING ME!"

CJ laughs cruelly. "Oh, we're not nearly done with you yet, fuckmeat. This is just the warm up." He grabs a large dildo, far thicker than any real cock, covered in wicked studs and bumps. Wifey's eyes widen in terror when she sees it.

"No...no please..." she whimpers, trying weakly to squirm away. CJ slaps her bruised ass hard, making her yelp.

"Shut up and present your worthless holes," he growls. "It's time to ruin them completely."

I hold Wifey down as CJ positions the huge dildo at the entrance of her already battered asshole. With a sadistic grin, he shoves it in to the hilt in one brutal thrust. My wife SHRIEKS like a banshee, her back arching grotesquely, still bent over the stool at the waist.

"TAKE IT YOU FILTHY ANAL WHORE!" CJ roars, sawing the cruel toy in and out of her ravaged hole. I join in, spitting on her, and adding some vicious smacks to her welted cheeks. Wifey howls and writhes frantically, her eyes rolling back in her head from the excruciating pain. Her teeth chatter and she drools uncontrollably.

The basement rings with the sickening squelches of her violated holes, the meaty slaps of brutal impact, and the guttural, animalistic shrieks ripping from her raw throat.

I grin demonically, my cock pulsing with sadistic arousal. "We've only just begun, my love," CJ purrs to my nearly catatonic wife. "You have no idea what real pain is yet." CJ and I exchange a look of pure evil glee as we continue our ruthless defilement, our helpless prey babbling incoherently between us. My eyes light up as CJ pulls out a two cattle prods, handing me one.

"PLEEEASSSEE NOOO! ANYTHING BUT THAT!" Wifey screams hoarsely when she sees the cruel cattle prods, her bloodshot eyes bulging with primal terror. Even in her nearly mindless state of agony, she knows those will bring unimaginable new heights of pain.

CJ just laughs sadistically, clearly relishing her fearful reaction. "What's wrong, fuckmeat? I thought you agreed to do ANYTHING we wanted?" He roughly grabs her bruised ass cheek and digs his fingers in, making her shriek.

I chuckle darkly, flicking on the cattle prod with an ominous crackle of electricity. "You really should be more careful what you promise, babe. But it's too late to back out now."

Wifey just hangs her head and sobs brokenly, her whole body shaking uncontrollably. She knows further resistance is futile.

CJ positions his prod at her ravaged, stretched asshole while I take aim at her abused pussy. Her degraded holes twitch and quiver as if trying to shy away from their impending torture.

"On three," CJ grins demonically. "One, two..."

We jam the sparking prods directly into her most sensitive spots. Her reaction is instantaneous and unholy. Wifey SCREECHES like a mortally wounded animal, her body going rigid and contorting into a grotesque bow. Her eyes roll back until only the whites show.

We hold the cruel implements on her holes, laughing as violent convulsions overtake her. The sharp smell of electrified flesh mingles with the stench of piss as her bladder empties. Drool pours from her gaping mouth, her face frozen in a silent shriek.

"TAKE IT YOU ELECTRIFIED CUMDUMP!" CJ bellows with vicious glee as he grinds the prod even deeper into her rectum.

After a full minute that feels like eternity, we finally relent. Wifey collapses like a puppet with cut strings, sliding off the stool into a twitching, drooling heap on the floor. Gurgling whimpers emit from her slack mouth as residual voltage crackles through her nervous system.

I prod her unresponsive body with my toe. "Think she learned her lesson?"

CJ smirks, wiping our combined fuck slime off the end of his prod. "For her sake, I hope so. But I have a feeling this is just the beginning of her re-education. By the time we're done, she won't remember her own name, let alone the concept of defiance."

We high five as we survey our handiwork - my once proud wife reduced to a shuddering lump of abused fuckmeat,

I can't help but be impressed by the thoroughly broken state CJ has reduced my wife to in such a short time. She lies there twitching and gurgling incoherently, a puddle of piss spreading beneath her bruised and welted body. Her plump ass and thighs are a mottled canvas of purples and reds from the vicious beating. Her ravaged holes gape obscenely, oozing our combined juices.

CJ gives her a dismissive kick, rolling her onto her back. "Pathetic cunt. I think she actually blacked out on us!" He laughs cruelly as he points at her slack, drooling face, eyes rolled back. "Well that's no fun, is it? Stupid bitch needs to be awake to appreciate her lessons." We pick up my wife’s unconscious body and lay her on a cold metal table, her head & legs hanging limply off the edges.

Grinning sadistically, CJ unzips his fly and fishes out his cock, stroking it to full hardness. He positions himself over my beaten, brutalized wife’s limp form and slaps her face repeatedly with his dick. "Wakey wakey fuckmeat! Nap time is over!"

Slowly, Wifey starts to rouse, whimpering and blubbering as consciousness returns, bringing with it the full depth of her agony. Her unfocused eyes flutter open, widening in renewed terror as she sees CJ looming over her, his cock inches from her face.

"Please...no more..." she rasps pitifully, her voice weak.

Wifey's desperate plea is cut off as CJ shoves his cock into her mouth, muffling her sobs. "Shut up and suck, whore," he growls, thrusting brutally. She gags and retches around his invading member, fresh tears streaming down her face.

I crouch down and roughly grab her tits, mauling the soft flesh. "You don't get to tap out until we say so, babe," I sneer, pinching and twisting her sore nipples viciously. Wifey squirms weakly, whimpering around CJ's pistoning cock.

CJ face fucks her mercilessly, his balls slapping her tear-stained face. Her throat bulges obscenely with each punishing thrust. Muffled gags and wet, sloppy sounds fill the dank basement.

I move between her splayed legs, dangling off the other end of the short table, rubbing the head of my cock against her raw, abused cunt. She tries to clench her thighs shut but I pry them apart, chuckling darkly. "Still got some fight left in you, huh? We'll beat that out of you soon enough.

With a brutal thrust, I bury my cock deep in her ravaged hole. Wifey convulses, screaming around CJ's dick, the sound strangled and pathetic. I pound into her viciously, to the hilt with each stroke.