The past week had dragged on for what seemed an endless time. It was really the uncertainty of what was actually going on that was killing me. I have an active imagination and it was running overtime on the issue. After what had happened last weekend, I couldn't even fathom what Beth had to do this week.
I knew Beth would come home a changed person; no one could go through what she did and has had to do without changing them. Every time I thought about it, all the memories of that night come back to me and hit me hard. The sight of Beth begging to be fucked hard by that monster still makes my heart sink. But yet at the same time, I can't argue that I had a raging hard-on while I was forced to watch it all. That keeps coming back to me. What was it about it all that made me so turned on at the sight? Beth was my wife, and I should have been made sick at the thought. I should have been heartbroken when she begged for Nick to fuck her. But I must admit that when she finally gave into Nick and said that she would be his and fuck anyone he said to, that I felt my cock harden even more. I guess its most guys fantasy to have a good wife, with a little bit of a slutty streak to her. It's the age old having your cake and eating it too philosophy. But I never would have thought that being in that situation would have been so erotic. Even now, thinking about all that happened I grow excited. My stomach will aches with disgust, but my cock grows hard thinking about Beth and other men.
The past week has been a lonely and horrible week of waiting. But it was Saturday morning and Beth should be home from her week of servitude any minute. I made sure the house was clean and that dinner was taken care of. I wanted her to feel as comfortable as she could. There was no telling of the horrors she had been exposed to during the last week. It was 10:04 am and a car pulled up to the driveway. A man got out of the back and walked around to the passenger's side to open it. Beth stepped out and thanked the man as she walked behind him up the driveway. I opened the door to greet them as they stepped up to the door.
"Honey, your home. Thanks God. I was so worried about you, are you okay? Are you hurt?" I said as I stepped out to embrace her. Beth hugged me stronger than she ever has for what seemed like 5 minutes. I could hear slight sniffles as she buried her head into my shoulder. The man who brought her to the door handed me a cell phone and told me to keep it on at all times and within reach. He said that Nick would be in touch.
I carefully walked with Beth into the house, holding onto her as we walked. Once we got inside we sat on the couch. It seemed like an endless silence as we sat and held each other. Finally Beth started to pull away from my shoulder and sit back in the cushion.
"Well, that part is over." Beth said with a sign of relief.
"Whatever happened is in the past, we can move forward. I won't ask about it if you don't want to talk about it. We can just forget about it." I said as I stroked Beth's hair trying to make her feel more at ease.
"Well, to tell you the truth about it, it wasn't all that bad. I mean the night you left; I was taken to a 4 star hotel and given the nicest treatment. The following day I had a massage that seemed to last for hours. Then I had a spa session in the hotel salon. Then I was taken on a small shopping spree. It was all very top notch and I was waited on like I was royalty." Beth said as she recanted her treatment.
"I am shocked. I had thought that night was going to be a nightmare for you." I said as I continued to listen to Beth's story.
"Yes, I thought for sure once you left I was going to be gangbanged for the rest of the night. But as soon as you left, Nick announced that the night's events would be available to the highest bidder for an exclusive offer. Then he told some of his men to take me to the hotel. Then Barbara called my hotel room the next morning and said to be ready for my massage in 30 minutes." She said as she got up to go to the kitchen. Beth walked different now, I wasn't sure what it was that was different, but I knew something had changed.
"Ya know Nick, other than being a fantastic lover, isn't so bad." Beth said as my heart sank. "He was never mean to me after that night. In fact he even apologized for the way he treated me and you that evening. He said it was all for the show, to make more money off of the movie. Speaking of which, the movie should be arriving my messenger later on today. He was going to send us the first copy. It goes on the market tomorrow night." Beth said as she drank a glass of water.
"What is going on Beth?" I asked. "How can you talk about all this so care freely? For all intents and purposes you were raped last week, then forced to be a slave for Nick all week. Doesn't that strike you as a little disgusting?" I asked her as I started to pace the kitchen floor.
"Oh come on honey, it's just sex. The other night in the bar was a bit extreme yes. But since then I have had the chance to spend some time with Nick and see how he really is. He is really a nice guy, and very affectionate. He had flowers sent to my hotel room during the week, and took me to some of the nicest restaurants in town for dinner." Beth said as I felt my heart drop a little bit more into my chest.
"Yes. But you were basically made into his whore! He rented you out to his friends and business associates." I said as I became more frustrated with Beth's attitude toward the situation.
"He only loaned me out once during the week and the man was clean. He had one of the largest cock's I have ever seen, but he was harmless. Let me tell you that the adage about size not mattering....well it does. Nick himself made love to me a few times during the week, only 4 times though. I wasn't mis-used during the week like I thought I would be." Beth continued like it was all part of the routine daily business. Well it wasn't. She was being pimped out to other men and treated like a hooker. I couldn't see how she was okay with this all.
"I don't know what to say Beth. How are we going to get past this?" I asked quietly as I paced back and forth. "What happens next?"
"Nothing. We move past this experience and I fulfill my duty to Nick. Once the agreement I made to him last week is fulfilled then we will be free to do anything we wish. But until then I am on call to him. I know you don't really like this, I can tell. But I personally don't wish to see what happened last Saturday night published on the internet and mailed to all our family. I will do my duty to Nick and then move on." Beth said as she started to walk towards the stairs. "I'm going to take a shower." She said as she walked out of the room. I sat back on the couch and wondered to myself what was happening. Was I losing my wife to this life? Did my fantasy become so much a reality that it was going to consume our lives? I just wanted this all to go away. I wanted to go back in time and never go to that club that night. But this was how it was now I guess. My wife is on call as an escort for Nick until he decides he doesn't want her anymore.
I left Beth alone while she showered and took a nap. All I could do is think about what she had told me about the past week, and what she had done. She had been loaned out to another man, and had sex with Nick at least 4 times. My mind could not help but wonder if there was anything else that she had done, but didn't want to talk about.