Argument

You'll remember the first chapter of this story was all about the argument we had and then my night at the nightclub where I was drugged and raped on film. Well following that night, I was determined to continue having the wild sex, but to also work on saving my marriage to the man I loved.

This is the plan I put into action to get him back. Let me know what you think of it.

I waited a week to see if he would return home. Despite my yearnings for more of the unbridled kinky and group sex I had at the night club, I also wanted my husband, Steve, back. He was a great lover and we had been married for many years. He also brought in a tidy income and I loved him very much. The argument we had that fateful night was really a trivial one and I regretted the circumstances that lead to my wildest night of passion.

I decided it was time to act and so I rang John, Steve's best mate, who told me he was staying with Ed, one of the Sales reps from Steve's work. Ed was a confirmed stud, and Steve would often come home and tell me stories about Ed's conquests as we were making love, and I often had the impression Steve was a little jealous of Ed's success with the ladies.

I rang Ed at work and arranged to meet him to talk about the plan I had for getting Steve back. He sounded very keen to meet me when I spoke with him, and instead of the lunch at the sandwich shop I was planning, I found myself pushed into meeting this young stud for dinner in town at a restaurant that Friday night! The plan was to ask hi to let me have a key and then surprise Steve for the night in an attempt to get him back. However, after hanging up the phone with Ed, my loins again had the burning sensation I had felt that first moment I walked into the nightclub on that fateful night!!!

Friday came around and for some reason I found it hard to concentrate on my original plan to lure Steve back. All sorts of thoughts were going through my head: what would Ed really be like in bed? - would he be as good as Steve had said he was? - would he make a move for me, his bosses wife? - had Steve shown him the video tape? - did I want him to fuck me? - was I now a slut????????

I had my hair done, and also had a body wax done, and for some strange reason asked Kim the wax lady to trim the pubic region right down to a tiny fluffy ball above my clitoris.

"Expecting something special???" she asked with a wry smile on her face.

"Not sure to be honest!!" I replied, the hot was turning me on wildy as my clit engorged itself with blood and my juices started flowing for the first time that day.

On the way home I stopped by my favourite clothes shop and tried on the tiny black dress I had often spied as I walked past. It looked awesome, and despite the three hundred dollar price tag, I bought it and headed home feeling wanton. I was beginning to lose faith in my ability to concentrate at all on my plan to win Steve back!

I dressed in the black dress, thigh high pushup stocking, matching black lace g-string, and my brand new platform heels. These shoes were pure slut, six inch spiked platforms, and in them I stood well over six feet tall. Curious, I walked to the door and marked with my finger nail the height I stood. I then measured it and was astonished to realise that in my new shoes I stood 6'4". I had met Ed at a few work functions, and knew him to be a solid six footer, but I smiled at my image in the mirror realising that I would tower four inches over this young stud. It made me feel fantastic, and I headed out to the car ready to kill. I was still planning to save my marriage as my number one goal, but if in the process I could make a well known stud squirm in desire for me, I would do it aswell!

I arrived at the restaurant just before 8.30, and I was shown to the table where Ed was waiting. He stood up and blushed immediately as he realised how tall I was. He nervously kissed me on the cheek and quickly sat back down. Strike one to Dee! I have always been fascinated how men love their women to dress like sluts in high heels at home, but actually wear the shoes out and tower over a man in public, and you will notice a totally different reaction - one of total insecurity!!!

We ordered some wine and swapped chit chat. I decided to get on with it, sensing Ed's discomfort at my height and provocative dress. I said,

"Ed, I wondered if you would let me have a key to your apartment for a night so I can surprise Steve? I want to try to convince him to come home to me, and was hoping a night of wild sex might do the trick."

"Hmm, sounds good!" replied Ed.

"Steve told me you two had been having some problems in that area. He told me it was all your fault and that he wanted to get back at you somehow."

"Oh he did did he, well I guess he's right. I was a little naughty!" I offered, sensing Ed's interest in what I might have done.

I was actually interested in knowing how much Ed knew, so I tried to prise some information from him.

"So tell me Ed, what exactly has Steve told you?"

He sipped his wine and smiled suggestively, then said,

"Not that much really. Just that you took off one night and left him at home alone, and that you got home early the next morning."

"I see." I said not knowing how much he knew.

"Did he tell or show you anything else?" I asked, hoping to find out if Steve had been flashing the tape around.

"Well, that sort of information is very personal, and Steve likes to keep that sort of thing to himself" said Ed, a huge wry smile forming on his attractive face.

The insecurity was disappearing and the cocksure stud was coming back to life!

"So, do I get the key?" I reminded him as we finished dinner.

"Sure, but tonight is not finished yet. The night is young Dee!" he said as he led me from the restaurant and out onto the street.

"What would you like to do?" I asked, as his arm snaked its way around me waist, the heels making their full effect known as I looked down into his hungry eyes. I had had four glasses of wine and was feeling no pain.

"How about a movie or some dancing?" he asked.

I knew I would never be able to dance in these shoes so I said,

"A movie would be good" and we headed up the street towards the cinemas.

As we walked along the street, we passed one of those adult cinemas which feature xxx films. Ed pulled me by the hand towards the entrance and said,

"Let's go in here".

I looked up and saw the feature was a film called "Anal Princess" and said,

"I am not sure if I'd enjoy a film like that Ed" feigning horror at his suggestion.

His next comment blew me away.

"I don't know Dee. Judging by the video Steve showed me this is EXACTLY your sort of film!!!" and with a shocked look on my face the cocky little stud dragged me into the dim entrance of the porno theatre.

Once inside, I was still too surprised to say much, but took in the atmosphere of the place. It was pure filth. Small, dim lit, with a sticky carpet. Only about twenty people were there, and I was the only woman. Ed pulled me to a seat in the middle of the middle row. I felt eyes everywhere staring a me as we entered. I guessed these deviates had not seen a six foot four blonde too often in real life. I sat down and tried to get comfortable as the ads began before the film. Ed leaned over and broke the silence,

"I thought you were incredible. I don't know what Steve is so upset about. If that was my wife being gang fucked unconcious, I'd be doing the filming myself!".

I ignored his comment, but as I thought more and more about it, I knew Ed was right. Most men would love their wives to act like sluts occasionally. I was nervously beginning to warm to this guy as the movie itself began. The girl on the screen was absolutely stunning, and the first guy, his name was Rocco something, had a chiselled face and a cock that looked ten inches long and four inches thick. I squirmed in my seat, and Ed must have sensed this because he leaned over, whispered "Nice huh?" into my ear and put his arm around my shoulder.

I let it sit there as the action on the screen hooted up. The climax of the first scene was when Rocco took some oil and greased up this girls asshole, before pushing her face down on the couch and fucked her in the ass. I gasped with excitement as he slid it slowly into her tightest cavity.

Unconciously my fingers went to my crutch, a move which Ed noticed immediately, his hand cupping my breast under my arm as his arm went further around my body. I let him play with it, my attention fixed on the screen as Rocco fucked her ass relentlessly. I became short of breath and knew I was getting turned on.

Out of nowhere another hand appeared on my left breast as the guy on the screen pulled his cock out and sprayed his cum all over the girls back. I threw my head back and closed my eyes, thinking it was Ed's hand that was on my left breast. Suddenly it dawned on me that I had more that two hands stroking me!!! I opened my eyes to see another guy had taken the seat directly behind me and was fondling my tits at the same time as Ed. I started to scream but a hand went across my mouth, silencing me. My head was then pointed once more towards the screen, where the image showed the same girl now being joined, coincidentally, by another man.

The combination of the scene on the screen and my forced molestation began to get to me, and I moaned in pleasure as my nipples began to be pinched by the man behind me.

I titled my head back as on the screen the woman was now sandwiched between the two guys, one in her pussy, the other forcing his dick into her ass. My mind drifted back to the nightclub rape and I was on fire once more in the arms of these men. I knew Ed but the man behind me was a total stranger. He kissed and bit my neck erotically as my head leaned further back, inviting his teeth to make their mark on me. As he did this, his hands slid down the front of my dress past my breasts, and I soon felt for the first time his fingers exploring the musky depths below my panties. Ed continued to kiss and tongue kiss me, whilst fondling my breasts. He whispered into my ear,

"Dee, you are a real slut, and I am going to make you beg for me to fuck you in the ass in front of all these men."

His words spurred me on and I suddenly jumped up and removed my dress openly in front of the whole crowd.

I hurled my new dress off onto the chair in front of me and then proceeded to parade around the theatre teasing the few men that were there. I was cheered all the way, and guys kept jumping up to fondle a breast here, finger my pussy there through my g-string. I was so turned on I didn t see the two cops come in through the side entrance. I kept letting guys feel me up as they pleased, and I was so hot I dropped to my knees and unzipped two of the guys standing near me and began to suck their big pricks to erection. Suddenly forceful hands pinned my arms behind my back and I was handcuffed!!!

The policeman holding me started reading me my rights, and the other officer told me I was being arrested for lewd conduct in a public place. I was devastated and my senses snapped back to reality very quickly. Ed ran up and offered me my dress, which I was momentarily uncuffed and allowed to place on, before being recuffed and lead away.

"Great" I thought, this all started out in an attempt to save my marriage and win Steve back. How would I ever explain this? He was certain now to think I was a slut and NEVER want me back.

I was escorted into the police car and driven away, Ed was nowhere to be seen, the Bastard! What would Steve think of me now? In the car the younger officer was driving and his senior partner was explaining the charges to me. I was being charged for; Lewd conduct in a public place; Indecent exposure; and drunk and disorderly conduct. The officer explained that I was in serious trouble and that I could face up to three years prison if found guilty on all counts, which if this was taken to court would certainly happen.

I was astounded but also terrified. I knew Steve would never want be back if he ever found out about this!!! I was also terrified of ending up in prison. I had never even had a speeding ticket before!!

I begged the officer,

"Isn't there some way you guys can just let me off with a warning?".

"Ok lady, you just added attempting to bribe an officer with sexual favours to your charges, you're in deep shit now!".

I began to sob and cry, my chest heaving and my eye make-up running down my cheeks. I was a mess.

"Ok, ok lady, don't go to water on us. What did you have in mind to make us let you go?"

"I really have no idea what I can do officer, but I was out tonight trying to win back my husband and things just got out of hand. I never intended to even go to that place, let alone do all the things I did. I don't know what has got in to me recently. Please, I'll do anything if you just promise to let me go with a warning. Please?".

The officer told his partner to pull over and they talked secretively in the front for a few minutes before he turned to me and said,

"OK, what's your name lady?".

"Dee".

"Ok Dee, here's what we'll do. You are in serious shit here. However, we appreciate your predicament and don't want to be held responsible for ruining your marriage. If you come with us and do EVERYTHING we tell you, we will let you go in the morning with just a warning, but you must do EVERYTHING we tell you ok? Have we got a deal?".

I knew the implications of the deal, but was willing to do whatever it took. I HAD to get out of this situation and back to Steve without him ever knowing what had happened.

"Ok" I said. "But you must promise to let me go and drop me off home when this is over."

"Deal" said the officer, and the car took off, heading for god knows where.

The car travelled for a few minutes before pulling up at a house. The cops lead me inside, still cuffed behind my back. Once inside I was cuffed to a supporting beam in the middle of the loungeroom and the two cops left again. I looked around and noticed that the house was nice and tidy, and there was a large screen tv and a video camera set up pointing towards the coffee table which was nearby.

I managed to sit down, my hands still cuffed to the pole, and I began to wonder what they had planned. I still had not showered since the incident at the porno theatre with Ed and those strange men, so my whole body was sticky and I had spermy breath. I really wanted a shower badly, but guessed I wasn't going to get one, at least for a while anyway!

I must have dozed off, because the next thing I knew, the younger officer was switching on the video camera and the image of me cuffed to the pole burst into life on the big screen. He came over and took off the cuffs, and told me to go shower and freshen up. I was glad and thanked him. In the bathroom I noticed a small window and wondered if I mightn't sneak out, but then thought of the consequences of escaping from police custody being added to my list of charges and thought better of it.

I emerged from the bathroom dressed again and looked my provocative self. I was again feeling human and nervously reentered the loungeroom. There were now about ten men, all dressed in police uniform, sitting around the loungeroom drinking and smoking. My entry drew loud cheers and wolf whistles from them all. I smiled scared shitless, and asked for a drink, my throat parched from the night's activities.

I was offered a beer, and although I normally didn't drink beer, took it and sculled a large portion of the can in one go, the amber fluid cooling my throat and making me feel quite relaxed. An officer behind me then offered me some snacks, and I took a couple and ate them, sitting down next to him as I did so. As I sat down the officer who had organised all this clapped his hands and told the boys to shut up. He then told me to stand up and get on the coffee table, this causing a cheer from the men again.

"Here we go again" I thought as I realised I was expected to strip in front of these ten strangers, all dressed in police uniform.

"Dance for us baby, and make it sexy" said the boss.

The stereo cranked up and I began to slowly sway to the beat, my body undulating in my dress, heels, stockings and g-string. I knew I must have looked good to these policemen, and I began to get a little warm between the legs again. I wondered about Steve and what he would think if he could see his wife here, dancing sexily in front of ten policemen. I stopped the thought, knowing he would be furious.

I resolved myself to get through this night the best I could, and then go flat out to get Steve back. My life had taken a turn for the ridiculous since the night of our argument, and I wanted to get it back on track. I must admit too though, that the sexual feelings which had been released since the argument were also very exciting to me, and deep down I wondered if I could ever go back to my former life.

The music was cranked up and became a little raunchier, and I was told to start taking off my clothes. I knew what was expected so I slipped the shoulders off and cupped my breasts in my hands, the straps falling down. Ever so slowly I eased the dress lower until my tits were cupped only in my hands and the dress was bunched around my waist.

"Do you wanna see them boys?" I asked teasingly.

"Yeeeeeeaaaahhhh" was the overwhelming response and I lowered my hands suddenly, my breasts jiggling free as I wiggled my shoulders causing the to shake wildly in front of the ten law enforcement officers.

Next I eased my dress low towards my hips. I spun round so my back was facing the men and then lowed the tight black material past the outline of my tiny g-string. It was a great affect, and when the dress dropped below thigh height and revealed my black stay-up stocking tops as well, the effect was wild and the men the same.

I could hardly hear the music any more because of the loud cheering and the shouts of encouragement. In front of me now a large cop had dropped to his knees and taken out his truncheon.

"Come over here baby" he snarled.

He was old and nasty looking, and I was for the first time ever in the company of men, scared for my well being. I walked the two steps across the table towards this man, and as I arrived on the edge he suddenly reached up, grabbed me by the hair and pulled me onto the floor by my hair. I screamed in pain as he dragged me nearer to him.

He slapped my face hard and said, "stop squealing slut, or I'll give you more of the same."

"Fuck off you bastard" I yelled back and tried to pull away.

I should not have done that.

He slapped my face hard twice more and I cried my eyes out. The other cops just laughed and some even cheered. The pig attacking me then tore off my g-string and recuffed my hands to the legs of the coffee table. I was only able to use my legs, and I did so, kicking the big prick right between the legs.

He moaned in agony and said, "You'll pay for that bitch!".

I looked in his eyes and knew he meant it. He called two mates over and they grabbed my ankles and spread my legs. Without warning and unable to stop him because my hands were cuffed and my legs being held by the other two, the prick between my legs grabbed his truncheon and stuffed it into my pussy in one thrust. I screamed in terror as I felt him forcing it into me without stopping. He hit rock bottom and then jammed it in a further inch, stretching my pussy more than any object had done before. I hurt like hell, but the boys in blue merely cheered him on.

He fucked my pussy savagely for about three minutes until I actually somehow began to respond to his thrusts with the truncheon. Don't ask me how, but in front of the ten guys, with a savage raping me cruelly with a police truncheon as I was helplessly pinned down, I climaxed. I came like no other orgasm I had ever had in my life, and I loved it. I screamed out in ecstasy and for the first time since arriving that night the room went quiet as the astonished cops looked on in awe as the slut before them, cuffed and pinned to the floor had an orgasm whilst being fucked by a truncheon.