The Offer Ch. 2

Next She added another smaller dildo to her ass working it in slowly and guiding the cord in as she went.

The woman yet again reached into her bag and brought out two leather straps and wrapped one around each thigh as high up as she could directly below my wife's ass cheeks.

She then pulled the dildo in my wife's pussy over to one strap getting quite the rise from Liz and the other toward the other strap, pulling both dildos off to opposite sides.

This must have been quite the sensation as Liz bucked and twisted in her bonds.

The Woman now removed the instruments attached to the ends of the wires from the sack and tossed the gym bag off towards the corner.

She slowly turned the knobs on the two control units and Liz began to shake and whine a high pitched sound.

The woman motioned to the two men and they proceeded to bring people around each end of the glass and they moved in around Liz and the other woman.

As the people gathered around as the woman worked the knobs on the controllers attached to the wires going deep into Liz's nether regions causing My wife to dance continuously, flexing her muscles and groaning.

The people began to handle her all over her body, commenting on how she was moving and the amount of sweat streaming off of her.

One man slapped her already swollen breasts one at a time upward, then side to side giving another man the idea to beat her ass with his open hand making the dildos pull more to the sides.

The woman now stood and gave the controls of the two boxes to several people making a quick summary of there operation and then backing away.

The new operators of the torturous vibrating devises now discovered that the dildos would also vibrate and began to alternate between turning all four on at once and two at a time in different holes and vise versa.

Liz screamed at the top of her lungs through the gag as the mob slapped pinched and turned knobs making a pain and pleasure roller coaster for Liz.

The woman came back into the room with two black hoses attached to black bulbs with little valves on each end.

She handed them to several men and one knelt in front and one in back of Liz and attached the hose ends to the dildos and then began to pump.

The crowd quickly caught on and all eyes were soon below Elizabeth's waist watching the affects of the tools being pumped up in size.

They would pump for a bit then stop and turn on the vibes, then pump some more.

At one point a man said hey look at this as he rubbed his hand on her lower abdomen as others felt as well the tool bulging inside of Liz.

This went on for some time until Liz went limp.

By that time the dildos had been removed and she had been taken by two men at a time in both her holes

4 or maybe 5 times.

She was taken loose as I was led from my spot and taken back to my room.

I went to sleep and dreamt of pirates coming aboard our boat and taking Elizabeth with them to there boat.

I was awoke by the Monitor in my room coming on or perhaps it had been on for a while.

The picture showed a room of men watching a stag film, almost like a small movie theater.

I amongst the men I saw a woman being lifted up and down over a mans lap.

The man was a black man and so were the two holding the moaning woman.

The pushed her down further over what must have been a large member judging by the noise she was making and she yelled out, OH MY GOD, ITS BIGGGGG., OH MY OH MY OH OHOHOHOH.

I then realized it was Elizabeth being lifted up and down on my screen.

Her arms were tied behind her back with furry cuffs and once the large black man had came they lifted her and took her to the next man.

I could see cum run from her pussy and ass as they carried her a couple seats away to another man.

I could tell right away this man was different then the last.

He immediately had Liz screaming out load as he twisted her exposed bobbing breasts, pushed on her abdomen and slapped her inner thigh as he rutted into her.

Then he all at once came and the two men lifted Liz and took her to a group of women and left her in the middle of them with each knee on different seats with one seat spaced in-between with her facing back towards the seat back with her breasts hanging over the seat back top.

The women were on all sides of her and busied themselves behind her and under her as she screamed out, NO NOT THAT, OH GOD NOT YOUR WHOLE HANDS,EYIIIII, she whined and

The women behind held her shoulders toward the seat back and slapped her tits hard down word towards the top of the top of the seat.

The women passed a bottle of lubricant back and forth and once all were busy holding, slapping, and elbows moving in the dark recesses of my wife's middle she was screaming, YES YES YES OH GOD

YES, I'M CUMMMMMMIIIINNNNNGGGGGG GU GU GU GU GU, and again she panted and started over.

The screen went blank and that was the last I saw of Liz until our time was up.

I called room service and protested after 5 or 6 hours that Liz was to be in my care and I was read a copy of the contract over the phone and told the next 10 hours could not be viewed by be or Phil for that matter.

I was collected about 12 hours later and brought to the airport where I was put on a plane to home.

I asked of my wife's whereabouts and I was told she would take an alternate rout to get home and If I wanted to see her again as well as get the money I was to keep my mouth shut.

I arrived home and the video equipment was all gone as if it had never been there.

It was about 2 days later when Elizabeth finally was dropped off at our door by a limo.

She slept for what seemed like several days before we spoke of the ordeal and what took place the last day or so.

My wife told me she couldn't bare to talk of it but some day perhaps she could.

Every thing seemed to be different once she had returned.

Elizabeth seemed to be more secretive about her travels and have less to say about where she had been or whom she had seen.

As I was rummaging through some boxes in our closet I ran upon some strange looking luggage and pulled it out to investigate.

Once I was able to pic the lock on the luggage I found inside a video camera, tripod, a small computer, a modem and misc. equipment that made no sense to me until I watched some of the video.

I had no idea that the ordeal had not ended for Liz when we had left the compound.

On the Tape was Liz on our bed sitting on her knees with her hands holding her ankles, legs spread wide with wires running from both her nipples and coming from both her pussy and ass.

She was also wearing a set of earphones and crying while she spoke to the camera.

I turned up the volume and rewound a bit to see what was transpiring on the tape.

Liz was whimpering and pleading no, NO please not again, then her eyes would roll back in her head and a small squirt of fluid came from her pussy and she gurgled and mumbled, OHOHOH GGGGGGOOOODDDD, then it would stop and she would pant and talk to the camera, OH Please no more I can't take any more, I will do what you say I promISE OH GOD, NOOOOOOOOO

GGGGGGGGNNNNNNOOOOOOO, and her eyes rolled again back in her head and she convulsed falling backwards and gaining my clear view of her crotch.

I could at my amazement see movement inside her pussy, something white moving about and I could every once in a while see her stomach rise as if something inside was moving about.

She thrashed about for a bit and I saw a bit of smoke come from her nipple where the wires were attached with what looked like an EKG pad on each, with the exception of the pad having a hole in the middle for the nipple to go through and a devise pulling the nipple through the whole with a separate wire coming from it.

She rolled around and whimpered for a bit then it all stopped and she asked if she could take every thing off.

The answer must not have been what she wanted as she screamed NO, NO MORE, I PROMISE, FUCK, FUCKFFFFFFFUUUUUCCCCKKKKKK and with that she went stiff and her legs went strait out to the sides and her arms strait out as well lying on her back, her hands gathering up clumps of the bed spread and her ass raising in a lewd backwards arch off the bed a good 2 feet.

Her breasts were bobbing and smoke was coming from the attachments.

The objects moved inside her and expanded somehow her pussy, ass and abdomen as they rolled about and vibrated as now they could be heard in there full operation.

Liz squirted a long stream of liquid from her pussy towards the camera then went limp and fell to the bed.

I looked now at the equipment I had found and It all was familiar.

She was communicating with someone who was torturing her over the Internet via modem and video.

The devises she had inside her were like nothing I had ever seen.

They were white in color, hard plastic with 3 joints in there construction to allow the devise to twist and turn on there own once the black rubber bladder 2/3 of the way up was inflated just slightly. One of the devises were smaller for obvious reasons.

There were even devises to hook to her toes in the box as well.

In the bottom of the box I found a note that had been obviously opened and read by Elizabeth already.

I opened it and read it out load.

The next delivery will be June 14th Tell your husband several days ahead you are receiving an antique roll top desk and it will go in the bedroom.

The date was just days away so I decided to play along to see what was coming.

On June 14th I made to be gone at work but hid in our basement.

I heard a truck come up to the drive and back in.

I watched from the low window of the basement as two men unloaded a large box and walked with it to the door.

All was silent for 15 or 20 min. then the truck left the driveway and headed for the road.

I hid out for another 1/2 hour or so then started to climb the stairs towards the door when I heard my wife screaming.

I rushed out of the basement and to our room.

Upon entering I could not believe what I saw.

My wife Elizabeth it appeared had climbed into the roll top desk through what appeared to be a custom made hole for her to enter through and once inside the hole closed around her neck.

The only part of her sticking out was her head.

The Camera was set up in my path towards her as her eyes bulged staring only at the camera.

I moved to the left to avoid her gaze as well as the camera.

Once to her side I could see that her hands were sticking out the back through 2 holes, which lead me to believe she was on her knees inside the box with her them apart and her hands pulled hard back and out of the box.

There was noise coming from the box, like a whirring sound and she talked to the camera drawing long breaths and whimpering in between words I assumed she was getting messages from the headphones like before on the bed.

She cried out NO NO STOP ITS TO BIG, and THAT IS TO FAR INNNNNNN,OH GODDDDD

Gurgle,

This went on for hours, as my wife was made to say all kinds of sick things for the camera and brought repeatedly to orgasm after orgasm by the devises inside the box.

That evening I cornered her about what was going on and she began to cry and said she had been taken to a scientist lab in Mexico and they had through drugs and training with bizarre equipment had made her a sexslave.

She had been taped doing despicable acts and with persons of great interest to the USA government as well as others and if she didn't do what they asked they would leak the info and offer her no protection.

Things are very bizarre around our house now.

I will wake up in the middle of the night and find her interacting with some strange new devise only to take my turn at her as well.

Once in a while the man or woman on the other end of the connection will work me into scenarios they play out with her.

All in all I really do enjoy it and we are dealing with it day by day.