Maid For The Family Album

Copyright Kayce69@fsworld.co.uk

A continuing story by Pagan.

 

Maid for the family album.

Part four.

Trudy stumbled in to the lounge, the big hand gripping her shoulder bent her to the sofa and slammed her on to it, "Sit there and don't fucking move until I find out why your in here robbing my house."

The "Look I can explain," that spluttered from Trudy met with the threat of a backhander as Olsen yelled at her, "I'm the fucking master in this house, you are the intruder," he bent closer, his fat stomach almost touched her, "You do as your told or you can do your explaining to the police."

Trudy's heart jumped at the mention of police, the thought of outsiders watching the disc's and the involvement of Bob, she sank back, her brain racing at this new problem.

He went to the back of the computer, took a wire and fitted it to the back of the T V. Looking in the bag he pulled out a disc, inserted it in the computer draw.

He looked at the frightened Trudy then strode to the door and locked it, looking back he grinned, "Wouldn't do for us to be disturbed."

Picking up the remote he pointed it at the T V, a blue empty screen filled Trudy's eyes. She watched this enormous fat lump of a man walk to the computer; his fat long fingers punched a button.

The screen burst in to life and there was Trudy wriggling her naked ass as she put on that horrid harness, he fast-tracked the disc forward, watching as she gyrated around with the dildos pumping in her, Olsen could tell they were making her horny.

Well, well Mrs. Wainright you're a kinky lady when your hubby ain't home, or is it him making the movie, lets look at the next."

Trudy tried to stop him, "Yes, yes that's it, its Bob there's been a mistake and I'd hidden them up here before you arrived, that's it, I just wanted them back."

Olsen slapped her away from him with one hand as he changed discs with the other. After pressing the button he sat back, he soon moved forward again as he saw Trudy standing with her legs open and that little man fingering her cunt, "Your husbands a bit open minded isn't he, you want me to think he puts his beautiful wife out for anybody to fuck, I don't think so."

As he talked he fast-forwarded the disc, he frightened Trudy as he yelled, "Ohhhh yes now your doin the business," he was staring at her on her knees as she sucked the little mans cock.

Trudy buried her head in her hands, "Please stop, don't look at any more, I told you it's a mistake."

Olsen ignored her as he slowed the track down to slow motion, his eyes were glued to the screen watching the cock slip slowly in and out of Trudy's mouth, "Now that's my kind of a mistake."

Trudy was now sobbing again, Olsen didn't bother he was to busy changing that disc for the next as he sat back Trudy pleaded with him not to, she remembered what was on this disc.

Too late, the screen filled with Darlene fucking her with a dildo, Olsen turned and laughed at her, "Before we came, yah, you and my wife, no wonder you been doing the shopping, I think I know what's going on here, she's got you by the cunt, she will tell Bob things you don't want him to know if you don't do as your told, right?"

Trudy sobbed in to her hands, Olsen looked at the screen watching his wife turn and bend over the nicely trimmed cunt before bending and starting to lick the dildo filled hole, he left it running but his interest turned to the pathetic sobbing woman sitting beside him.

He let her sob, her face covered by her hands, Trudy wasn't looking at him as his eyes traveled to her legs. He licked his lips as he looked at the naked shapely legs, her thighs fat and well shaped as they disappeared in to the white shorts. A little glimpse of skin between the top of the shorts and the bottom of her top and then the fully filled top, her nipples showing thick and long as her upper body shook.

He looked at the T V, the two women were in a frenzied 69, the sight of Trudy's cunt jumping under Darlene's active tongue, he looked at his own shorts, there was a large bulge, he put his hand on Trudy's knee.

She looked up at him, then down to her knee, he patted it, "There, there stop crying its getting on my nerves," still with his hand on her knee he looked at her, "Stop me if I'm wrong but you don't want Bob to find out about this little lot do you?"

She shook her head; he smiled, "Now I have all there is to have, yes?"

A little, "Yes."

He rubbed her leg a little higher, "So I will be looking after them from now on, and only I will know where they are, you understand that?"

Another little, "Yes."

A smile was on his face, "And you certainly don't want Bob to find them, do you?"

Shaking her head he heard the panic in her voice, "No, no please no, he doesn't deserve my stupidity."

His hand was now on her thigh, "He just doesn't deserve you, I reckon he's a boring dickhead but he does have a beautiful wife, that's the only reason I come down for a drink, I get to look at you or should I say try and get a look up your skirt or catch a glimpse of some well hard tit"

Trudy tried to brush away his hand but he was far to strong, he grabbed her wrist and held it tight, he looked at the screen, "Don't get shirty with me just look at you on the tele."

She didn't want to look, she had seen it, she knew it was her laying on her back totally naked being caressed by Darlene but Olsen knew he had the upper hand, "Didn't need to try and get a look did I, my Mrs. had pictures of all of you up here all the time."

Trudy winced as he tightened his grip, "Please Olsen, let me have them."

Olsen had a hand free, he grabbed the bulge in his trousers, "I don't know about letting you have them but I sure as hell am going to let you have this."

Trudy shrank back, "No, no, please have mercy."

Olsen dragged her over him, she tried to fight but he was far to strong, she found herself across his knee, an incredible slap on her ass knocked the wind out of her, while she fought for breath he hit her again and again, Trudy had never been hit so hard.

She screamed, "No more please don't hit me, I'm begging you no more."

Olsen rammed his fingers in to the back of her shorts and lifted her about six inch's before sliding her back until her face was hanging above his bulge.

His other hand grabbed a handful of hair and forced her to look at the bulge, "Listen bitch, think of the options, you either blow your marriage or you blow my cock."

Trudy's hair felt as if it was being torn from her scalp, she looked at the bulge in his boxers, Darlene's words, "Like a baby's arm," echoed in her mind; her little fists came up as she tried to fend him off.

Olsen was immensely powerful; her head was turned and rammed in to his fat sweaty stomach, he pushed her so hard she was powerless to move.

As the fat flesh covered her mouth and nose she heard him say, "I told you I'm the fucking master in this house," she could hear him but she couldn't breath.

Her fist's pummeled him but to no avail, she tried to bite but she was held to tight, the fight was going out of her, she could feel the dizziness from lack of oxygen swirling over her. The last thing Trudy remembered was the pain in her lungs as she lapsed in to unconsciousness.

Her head cleared, she was sitting up, she opened her eyes slowly, her vision blurred she was trying to take in what had happed, her hair was over her face, she moved to push it back, but her arms couldn't, a voice made her jump.

She blinked, her blurred vision cleared. Sat, grinning beside her was Olsen, "I didn't think I'd need those cuffs but as they were there," she looked at the way he was holding his hand, something blue was between his thumb and finger.

She stuttered, "I, I eemm."

Olsen, still in his authoritive voice looked at the object, "I bought a bottle off a mate at work, he swears by them, with my Mrs. I've never fancied using them, but with Bobs Mrs., now that's a different ball game, viagra," he put it in his mouth, "He says it takes about half and hour, maybe less, but enough time for you and me to it acquainted."

Trudy struggled to stand; Olsen just sat back and watched her as she made for the door, "You look ridiculous, what do you think you are going to do, you can't get out, if you did you would be stuck in those cuffs until, god knows when and for some-one who can't say anything about how you got like this, your just fucking dumb."

She stood cowering by the door, tears running down her face; Olsen stood and moved towards, "In a hurry to get to the bedroom are we?"

Trudy shook her head, "No, Olsen no."

He towered over her, "To late," his huge hands grabbed the halter top and shredded it from her body, "Fucking hell, I wish my cow had udders like yours, no bra but still sitting up and begging to be milked."

Trudy tried to move but he grabbed her hair and slammed her head back on the door, she groaned in pain. His hand moved, covering her breast, squeezing until her knees buckled, "You want to fight me little lady, I'll love that."

Still holding her hair his hand dropped from her breast as he turned his attention to the buttons on her shorts, one by one he worked his way down, flicking them off as he ground his fist in to her crotch.

With just one hand he easily pulled the shorts down, not bothering doing the same with the white skimpy pants he decided to have more fun ripping them from her body, listening to Trudy squeal as the material dig in to her tender flesh before tearing away.

She stumbled as he dragged her towards the door, the white shorts left on the floor behind her. He dragged her in to his bedroom, grinning as he threw her on the bed, "Recognize this?"

Trudy tried to scramble away, pushing her heels in to the bed, Olsen laughed at the vain attempted.

She pleaded, "No, don't do this," he still carried on laughing, "And what you gona do about it, tell weedy Bob, big Olsen raped you, with what I have to show him, who's he gona believe, his faithful wife or his mate from upstairs," Olsen put on a silly voice, "She screamed rape when I told her I had to tell you what your wife was doing, but just you look at these pictures of the slut you married."

As Olsen laughed Trudy sobbed on the bed, naked, her hands cuffed behind her she knew she was defeated and it was of her own making, she just dissolved in to tears. When she looked up she gave a startled cry, Olsen had his boxers off and his fist held the biggest cock Trudy could have ever imagined.

He walked up to the side of the bed, "Seems like it works, lets just use what you got to see how long it works, I got all day and you ain't goin nowhere."

She almost screamed at him, "No, my god no," but all Olsen did was grab her ankles and drag her down the bed until she was sat on the edge of bed, his hand gripping her hair, her face staring straight at it, "Now lets see how much of it I can stuff in that pretty mouth of yours."

Trudy shouted, "I can't do it, I won't let you."

Olsen took a step back, his hand swung out and a vicious slap stung her left breast, before she had time to react his left hand swung stinging her right, then her left again, She screamed at him to stop.

Olsen grabbed her hair again, "I fucking told you enough times I'm master of this house and your tied up and your body is made for fucking and I'll belt you until I'm fucking it so open your fucking mouth while I use it for all its fucking worth."

Choking as she was crying Trudy opened her mouth, Olsen's hand came back, "Further than that cunt I want to fuck your mouth not prod at it."

She opened her mouth as far as she could and watched as this huge piece of male meat aimed at it.

Her eyes bulged as the head pushed in between her lips, her mouth was stretching as wide as possible but Olsen was still having to push.

Trying not to gag, breath and tongue this monster in her mouth was taking every bit of concentration Trudy could achieve, she had to tickle the thing with her tongue, she feared if she didn't he would ram it further in, the viagra induced rape had him rampant.

As her mouth tried to accommodate the huge cock her eyes looked up in to the lust filled face, he was grinning at her, "What's it like to have a man sized cock in your mouth, don't look to me as though your used to a good fucking, Bob got any meat?"

He laughed and thrust a bit deeper in to her mouth, "I bet if you saw my boys cocks they would be bigger than his, maybe I should let them have some fun with you, a good looking piece of cunt like you would be nice for the boys to practice on."

Trudy hated him and his family, if she told him the boys had already used her he would just laugh and hope she'd given them a good time. With thinking, she had stopped concentrating, she suddenly choked, he pulled out, she saw his cock was still huge and hard.

He helped himself to her hair and shook it, "Listen cunt, you know I'm gona spend the a few hours fucking you, now I can hurt you, I like playing rough with women while I fuck them or I like them to do as their told."

He squeezed her nipples making her squirm, "I'm gona take those cuffs off and your gona sit on this pole and fuck me and that's just for starters, if you don't I'll belt you around, cuff you again and fuck you my way," squeezing her nipple harder he lent forward, "I love to hear them scream."

With her mouth so sore Trudy could only whisper, "Don't hurt me, I'll do anything but please don't hurt me."

Olsen stood, Trudy flinched as his hard cock smacked the side of her mouth; he moved over a picked up the key, "Turn around," she did.

Olsen unlocked the cuffs, put them on the bedside cabinet and quickly grabbed the back of Trudy's hair. He pulled her back on the bed and started to slobber all over her mouth, forcing his tongue inside. He pulled off and grinned at her, "Your mouth taste's nice how about I try the other hole?"

In fear of what he might do Trudy lay on her back with her legs open and let Olsen do what he liked. He got between her legs and started attacking her cunt. First he licked at her, then his thumbs held her lips open while he stuck his tongue up further, then she found her legs over his shoulders as he slavered even further up her.

 

When he stopped he threw her legs open and rose his huge frame up, "You're wet enough to slide down the pole." Grabbing her arm he yanked her up, in one movement he lay down dragging her on top Trudy could see he was still as hard and still as rigid.

Knowing the alternative Trudy straddled him and slowly, painfully lowered herself on to the rampant pole. It filled her to the point she cried out, Olsen just laughed, "The quicker you get bouncing the quicker your cunt will juice up," he put his hands up and mauled her breast's, "No need to play the faithful wife with me you just enjoy it."

Slowly her body lubricated her, it was so big, never had anything filled her so much or touched to many place's, she humped up and down, humiliation knew no bounds her body had learnt so much in the last few weeks, now a new sensation was filling her.

Unable to stop it she was forced in to a climax, Olsen grinned as she writhed on his cock, he laughed in her face as she squealed and cried out as her cunt coated his cock with juice.

She shuddered and stopped, a quick slap on her left breast brought her to heel, his instruction left no don't that it was a command, "You ain't finished yet, keep your cunt moving I'm getting a taste for you fucking me."

He wouldn't let her stop, he made sure of that by slapping her tits every time she slowed down, she came twice more before she finally felt him explode inside her. Never had so much cum been pumped in to her, as he pulled her off she could feel it oozing from her expanded hole. Trudy lay at the side of him, but not for long, "Don't just fucking lay there, get it back in your mouth."

Trudy looked down; to her horror his cock hadn't changed it was still long and hard. His hand reached for her hair, she stopped him, "No, no I'll do it."

 

Her mouth took the huge cock back in, Olsen laid back and just let her pleasure him and for the next four hours that's all that Trudy did.

Olsen enjoyed the beautiful housewife, especially fucking her ass with his huge permanently erect cock, screwing until she cried out. Unable to fight him she had no option but to endure it, every thing he did she forced herself to except.

Her cunt, ass and mouth took his cock, her hands played with the fat sack between his legs; he had her lick his ass and let him fuck off between her tits, laughing at her as he came all over her face.

At three-o-clock she barely made it down stairs, once through her door her cum soaked body racked with pain surrendered and slumped on her lounge floor.

The evening phone call from Bob was not as she planned, instead of feeling happy that she had destroyed everything she was now in deeper trouble, play acting and laughing as Bob told her of his day as she lied about hers.

To her surprise nobody bothered her that night nor the following day. She thanked god that her body had been allowed to repair itself, the pain in her pelvic area subsided; she even managed a swim after she had convinced herself that all the Morgan's were out.

On Wednesday Trudy did a little shopping and attempted the housework but her mind was else where, how could she rid herself of the hold Olsen had on her.

It was about six, Trudy watched the Morgan's go out, she was not only surprised but happy unfortunately she didn't hear the car come back at ten.

Trudy was just thinking about going to bed; she was just about to take off her skirt and blouse and put them in the wash when Olsen and Darlene marched through the door.

Trudy was confused, what was Olsen doing with Darlene, she was so drunk but he seemed sober, "Evening Wianright, don't mind us dropping in, you know my wife, of course you do you have had her cunt in your mouth often enough well she's pissed and I'm pissed off, its time for you to answer a few fucking questions and if I get one lie, you get the whopping of a life time."

Olsen took Darlene by the arm and slung her on the settee, "Wianright, you sit next to her and remember no lies, you know I would love stinging that cute ass of yours."

Trudy trembled with the fear she knew what Olsen liked and he just wanted to do it to her.

Olsen stood opposite to her, Darlene lolled about giggling, Olsen looked at the two women, "You think about the last few weeks and get ready to tell me everything, I'll get her more drink."

He went to the kitchen, poured a large wine and returned, as he handed it to Darlene he smiled at the fear in Trudy's face, "Drink this dear, Trudy and me have a date with the truth."

Olsen set the camcorder, aiming it at Trudy then he sat looking at her, "O K lets start at the beginning, why were you sucking the guy off?"

Trudy looked at Olsen, she could see his eyes crawling over her, scanning her, looking at her legs, she smoothed her skirt down trying to cover her knees she knew he was mentally undressing her, she even refrained from taking a deep breath for fear of pushing her braless tits out.

She swallowed, "He was going to take this house from me, we, eerrr, we owed money, your cheque hadn't gone through and Bobs monthly pay cheque and bonus were, eerr, held up, he was going to foreclose on the loan, eerrr."

Olsen snapped, "Cut the eerrrs and get on with it."

Trudy jumped, "Yes eerr, oh sorry, he said he would give me a months breather but only if he could have some fun with me, he wanted to put his hand up my skirt, believe me I didn't want him to but he left me no choice, I stood there and let him play with me but he wasn't satisfied with that, he wanted my breast's then he had me naked and he demanded I knelt before him and sucked him until he came in my mouth, I had to swallow it, it was horrid."

Olsen grinned, "Yah, yah I bet it was, you looked as though you were enjoying it."

Trudy protested, "No he made me smile."

Olsen said, "Yah, and I thought it was the length of meat in your mouth that made you smile still what ever, what about the disc?"

Darlene giggled, "She was to busy getting off on being face fucked to notice me, I got Charlene's little toy, and I captured the moment."

Olsen smiled, then grunted and put his hand on his crotch, "Mmmm now I take it form what she's told me, you and her had a good time after she revealed she had you by the cunt, making you her maid, yes?"

Darlene giggled, "Oohh yes we had a good fuck, she was hot for it, sucks cunt real good now, don't you my little chair?"

Olsen laughed, "Why chair?"

Darlene moved over and kissed Trudy's face, "Because I sit on her mouth so she can get her tongue right up my cunt, she just loves having and giving a good tonguing," she put her hand on Trudy's knee, "Don't you, my cunt sucking chair?"

Trudy flinched and tried to but her hand against Darlene's. In her drunken stupidity, Darlene giggled and grabbed at her other knee.

Olsen made both of them jump as he yelled, "Stop fucking about Wainright, put your hands by your side."

Trudy looked at him, he stood, "Look at me like that again and I'll knock that fucking look off, put your hands by your side,"

Trudy immediately obeyed, "And while your at it open your legs," she parted her knees slightly, he was still stood, "When I sit down I better be able to see it all, open your fucking legs, I can make you make as much noise as I like, we left the kids at Thelma's so we won't be disturbed."

Trudy opened her legs, Darlene started to kiss her face as her hand circled around Trudy's inner thighs, Olsen sat, "My stupid bitch says she hasn't shown you that harness, yet we know you have had your pleasure with it, who was on the other end of that camcorder?"

Darlene's hand slid up between the open thighs, Trudy jumped as fingers traced along her panties, "Gets you hot, them pumping cocks, bet you came, bet your cunt was really wet, it was the last time I fucked your pretty cunt with one."

Olsen shouted, "Just play with her cunt, I'll do the talking," he looked at Trudy, "I'm waiting, who was it?"

Trudy squirmed as fingers probed at her slit, the look in Olsen's face forced her to carry on, "The twins found it all."

Olsen laughed, "The little bastards."

Darlene giggled and pushed her fingers inside Trudy's pants tickling the folds of flesh, "So the boys had some with this?"

Olsen smiled, "Tell me all about it, I mean all and remember no lies."

Darlene bent her head and started licking Trudy's blouse right over the nipple while she continued to play with her cunt.

Trudy struggled to concentrate on Olsen's order, "It was the Tuesday of the half term, they broke in here, when I tried to get rid of them they showed me the discs, told me they would show them to Bob if I didn't entertain them."

Olsen laughed, "Entertain them that's a good word for letting them fuck you, still carry on, oh yes and undo your blouse and let her get at your tits."

Trudy started at the bottom and slowly undid her blouse, Olsen was getting annoyed, "I said carry on the story; you just need your hands not your mouth, well not yet."

Trudy shuddered at the last remark but carried on, "They said they just wanted to photograph me modeling that harness and that if I did that would be that, I did what they asked but the things were to much for me, I tried to take it off but they grabbed me and used the handcuffs, they wouldn't stop the things."

Olsen grinned, "By things you mean the two plastic cocks fucking you and they got you going, be honest you were enjoying the fucking, like your are enjoying her fingers up your cunt now, your nipples are really hard."

Trudy was quick to say, "No, no it wasn't like that, I, ahh, I didn't like it, aahh."

Olsen could see her squirming but he wanted more, "Go on."

Trudy thought, must get this over with and quickly, "They stripped me and made me suck them both off, it took an hour of sucking one then the other before they came in my mouth then they left, but they came back on the Wednesday. I tired to keep the door barricaded but they slid stills of me with the man and Darlene, also me with the harness on, they said they would do the same when Bob was home, I had to let them in, aaahhh."

Darlene was really working on her, fingers were right up her cunt, she was getting hot and Olsen could see it, "Let her up Darlene," For the first time Trudy smiled, Olsen had stopped the attack on her body, she stood.

Olsen smiled at the relief on her face before he said, "Take your clothes off, Darlene getting horny so she needs you naked."

She was about to speak but she knew this had all been planned she was a prisoner in her own home and they could do what they liked to her, she peeled off her clothes.

She was naked, she turned to sit down, Olsen stopped that, "Stay on your feet, face me, open your legs and put your hands on your head."

Defeated she stood as ordered, in horror she watched Olsen put a blue tablet in his mouth, he grinned and nodded, first to Darlene then to Trudy. Now she was panicking, she had nowhere to run she had to continue with the story of her ordeal, "They spent all day on the Wednesday fucking me, they, aahhh," suddenly Darlene's head went between Trudy's legs, her mouth slavard all over the open, defenseless hole.

Olsen just looked at Trudy and shrugged his shoulders; "She told me she likes your cunt so she can have it, for now."

Trudy tried to hide a sob, her body was shaking now but all Olsen did was nod at her again, "You were saying?"

"They used me all day, they made me cook for them and then they made me pretend they were my husband, I, aah, ahh, had to beg them to fuck me."

Trudy's hips jumped, Olsen slapped his hand a couple of times on the chair arm, Trudy tried again to finish, "I made up my mind to run away to a, aahh, hotel. I'd packed and was ready but they had exhausted me, I fell asleep, they caught me and tied me to the bed, they left me there all night until you had gone to the plant, then they came back and tortured me with ice cubes and paaaaegs, oohh, until I agreed that they could do anything they wanted to me."

Darlene got up and stood, Olsen looked at her, "You may as well get naked, then give her tits a going over, I think our story is coming to a close."

As Darlene stripped he asked Trudy, "Still doesn't explain how you found the stuff."

Trudy tried to explain but she had only got as far as, "They used me all day, so---," when Darlene started back at her, bending, sucking her nipples and fingering her between her open thighs.

"So I, aahh, oh stop, no, aah. So I played unconscious and as they finished abusing me Harry told Wi, aahh, ill about fix, ah, fixing the bath panel, please stop."

Olsen laughed, "And the rest is history, tell you what, why don't you ladies move the furniture back and get in to a nice 69 for me, I fancy seeing your neatly trimmed cunt licked?" he saw the look on Trudy's face, "Or I could have you bent in another position and use my belt on your pretty little ass, what do you think?"

He got up and moved the settee back. Darlene grabbed Trudy and dragged her to the floor, following her down, pinning her with her weight as she covered her mouth with hers, Olsen watched them, "That's it Darlene, go for it, enjoy the bitch," he turned, repositioned the camcorder to catch the women on the floor and headed for the door, "I know I'm going to."

He returned as Darlene was working her way down Trudy's body. Her mouth closed over a nipple as her fingers drove up between the open legs, he smiled as he saw Trudy, her eyes closed her breathing heavy, "Come on Darlene get her cunt juiced up, lets have some fun tonight, as I promised you we are both going to be fucking with the lovely Mrs. Wainright," he dropped the harness out of sight.

Trudy moaned, "No, not again," Olsen walked back to his chair, "O K Darlene I've got my chair, lets shut her up let me see you use your chair."

Darlene didn't need telling twice she swung herself round and pinned Trudy to the carpet. She smacked Trudy's legs apart and drove her tongue back in to the wet slit.

Trudy tried to argue, Darlene parted her thighs and dropped her cunt on to the protesting mouth. Olsen sniggered as all he could hear from below Darlene wide hips were, "MMMhhoomm," and "Aaaahhggmmmm," he humiliated Trudy with cat-calls, "The faster you suck and lick her cunt the quicker she comes and the quicker she will take that rug out your mouth but look on the bright side at least your getting a tongue fucking as well."

Both women went at each others holes; Darlene slurped and sucked excitedly, Trudy just trying to get her to cum, whilst trying not to herself but she need not have worried Olsen had other plans.

The big man stood, moved forward and dragged Darlene up. As he pushed her to kneel he grabbed Trudy and positioned her the same, grabbing two handfuls of hair, "O K ladies lets see some kissing, tit rubbing and finger fucking each others cunts, then I'll add a little bonus."

Olsen stood back he giggled as Darlene grabbed the back of Trudy's head and slammed her forward, mashing her mouth in to hers. Her other hand slipping back between the open thighs, "You can be a greedy cunt when your want to be, but she is gorgeous."

Trudy knew the consequences of not doing what Olsen wanted, her hand went in to the mass of hair as she tried to get breath enough to kiss back, Olsen was loving the power he had over the two women.

He watched and waited, he let the two women work on each other; he knew Darlene would finger fuck Trudy to an excitable level, Darlene was already hot. As soon as Trudy was breathing heavy again he dropped his trousers, his steel hard viagra stimulated cock stood out long and fat, he walked over to the panting women.

Grabbing each head he rammed the hard meat between the slobbering mouths, "Feast on that bitches,"

The fact that Olsen was now involving himself was another threat to Trudy, she had learnt that not giving him pleasure was a sure sign that he would give her pain, she sucked, licked and kissed up and down the huge meat, surely if she got them both to cum they would go, she doubled her efforts.

Olsen grabbed one head and then the other driving his cock in to each mouth while forcing the other to his balls, occasionally slipping it away so the girls could tongue each other.

As he drove his length in to Trudy's mouth she heard Darlene say, "Olsen honey you promised and I need a fucking."

His eyes slid to Trudy as he grinned while saying, "Yah O K lets see her do it." Before Trudy could move Darlene thrust herself forward, forcing Trudy down on to her back, she pinned her there, her face almost touching hers, "Enjoy my husband fucking you, I told you he had a big cock, enjoy it stuck up your little tight cunt, makes a change to have a man fucking you instead of that little worm your old mans got, can't even see it in his pants."

Having to contend with Darlene's remarks she never saw Olsen move behind the sofa, suddenly her legs were gripped and pulled up and bent back over the back of Darlene, Darlene turned and immediately held them. Trudy felt fingers on her exposed ass, she was being opened something was pushing in, something long, hard and plastic, then the same thing was happening to her cunt, she screamed, "No," but two hard, stinging slaps silenced her protest.

In the position she was in Trudy had no chance, she was dragged to her feet before the harness was secured. Olsen roughly shoved his hand between her legs and switched both plastic dildos on to high; then he let her go.

Trudy gasped, she was already wet and she knew this would make her worse; Olsen stood waving the other one, waiting for her to fit it to the front.

She took it, Olsen grabbed her by her tits, "Good girl, screw it on and screw her, you know the rules by now, we cum then you cum, Darlene get on your knees and bend over."

The twin fucking that Trudy was getting was already making her very wet, she knew it wouldn't be long before she had her first humiliating climax.

Staring at the wiggling ass bent in front of her she dropped to her knees and pushed the plastic cock in to the mass of hair, Darlene's hand came from between her legs and guided it in to her cunt, "Fuck me bitch, I like it hard."

As Trudy started to pump in to Darlene Olsen straddled over his wife, looking down at Trudy, "Just keep fucking her but as your mouth is doing nothing, suck this."

Olsen stuck his fat cock in to the reluctant open mouth Trudy knew she had to take it, sucking as much as she could as she tried to thrust as fast as she could, she felt her hips banging in to Darlene's ass.

That was the trouble, as her hips rocked so the cocks stuck up her ass and cunt moved, she couldn't help it she was cuming and Olsen was enjoying her sucking mouth, "You suck great cock when your being fucked, you won't mind if I bring some of my mates over, I reckon you'll be great when we give you a gang bang in every hole."

She climaxed, slowing slightly as she did, a quick thrust of hard cock in her mouth reminded her she wasn't finished yet.

Two more climaxes's racked through Trudy's body before Darlene finally came, splattering juice all over the plastic cock. Olsen moved behind Trudy and held her arms, Darlene turned and unscrewed the cock, then stuffed it in Trudy's mouth and grinned at her as she twisted it and turned it forced her to suck it clean.

Her torment wasn't finished. Olsen pulled her up and in to the bedroom, Darlene took off the harness before Trudy was slung on her back on the bed. She stifled a cry as he knelt between her legs, grabbed her legs and dragged her cunt on to his cock.

He pumped himself in to her, she tried to fight him but could only watch in horror as Darlene got on to the bed and straddled her face; her wet cunt covered the panting mouth. Olsen and Darlene smiled at each other as they ground their hips in to their reluctant new plaything.

Olsen screwed her cunt hard, squeals of protest from under his wife's cunt just made him worse, "How's your chair dear, working hard I hope?" Darlene played along with him, "Could be better."

Olsen slammed in to her cunt as hard as possible, "Tongue her out bitch, and make sure she cums in your mouth."

It took Trudy another ten minutes of agony before she made both of them fill her; she swallowed the juice from Darlene's cunt as Olsen fucked her full at the other end.

As she lay painfully on her own bed she could hear them moving around her home, she prayed they would go, but that wasn't to be, they had both poured themselves drinks before coming back.

It was four in the morning when Olsen and Darlene went back to their apartment. Trudy lay in her cum soaked bed, wet form urine that had been pissed over her, up her cunt and in her mouth. Her cunt stretched from the four times Olsen had cum up it, her ass sore from his perverted use of it, her face stung from the sticky wet juice that she had been forced to lick out of Darlene's cunt.

Trudy was still there as she heard them leave in the morning; it wasn't until ten that she struggled out of the mess. She bathed, dressed and staggered back in to the bedroom. Again the wash machine cleaned away the filth, she picked up the other trash they had left behind, put it in the sack and went to the bin.

She arrived just as the cart arrived the driver looked at her, he turned to his mate, "That one looks like she was well fucked last night," his mate lent over to look, "Lucky bastard I could sure give that one a mouthful of mine."

Suddenly there was a bang, the cart caught the side panel around the bins, all she got was a, "Sorry love," as they emptied the bins and drove away.

She looked at the damage. There in between the panels was a package, Trudy bent and opened it, there, in the bottom were all the photos and discs.

She threw them in to the bin, grabbed paper and threw a match in after, laughing hysterically as it all burnt.

She put a letter in Olsen's box, Sorry to tell you the bin panel got broke so Bob will fix things from now on, she made sure that he knew what she meant.

Much to her delight things were very cold between them and her neighbors in fact they didn't speak. It had been two weeks since she had ended her hell, life was normal, she was so happy.

It was the Tuesday around ten when there was a knock on the door, gone were her days of fear, she looked through the spy hole, it was Charlene, she opened the door.

"Oh hello Charlene, what are you doing home?"

Charlene pushed her way in, "Its like this Mrs. Wainright, I feel horny."

Trudy spluttered out, "I beg your pardon, that's no way for a girl of your age to speak."

Charlene dropped her school bag on the sofa and sat on the arm, "You see I found my camcorder and used the memory pack in the computer to check it," Trudy's eyes opened wide her horror.

Charlene smiled sweetly at the shocked housewife, "Oh don't worry I've put it in a safe place because there's lots of thing about you and my family on it, do you and Mr. Wianright want to watch it?"

Trudy collapsed back against the wall, "Eeerr no not Mr. Wainright."

Charlene grinned, "I didn't think so and as I said, I've been watching it and I'm feeling a horny itch and it needs seeing to, so, as you're not busy for the next few hours," She turned and picked up her school bag, turned it over and spilled the contents on the carpet, the harness and vibrators clattered to the floor.

Looking at them and then Trudy she pulled up the hem on her very short skirt, Trudy gazed at the shaven little cunt as Charlene announced "I need the chair."

Pagan.