Karen never stopped loving me. I am very aware of that fact; she would tell me over and over when I spoke to her and there was little doubt it was true. The first days were probably the hardest for her although some of the times that followed she also found difficult to come to terms with what they made her do. I of course, hated it all but found it tougher after a few months when she had fallen into the lifestyle and accepted everything that she did. There had never been any real choice after that first week although at times I think back and see opportunities to escape that I didn't then.
We had been in the Caribbean for just two days when we fell in with Moseley and his crew. They'd been prowling looking for women to become part of their stable and my wife Karen fitted the bill. She was very pretty, a little short (five-one) but with long legs and a good figure. When they fell on us we had no idea what was happening, we were in a bar that while on the edge of the part of town we'd been told was safe, it was still rammed with tourists. Moseley chatted to us about our holiday and the sights and then admitted he was trying to promote his island tours. It was ridiculous when I look back as he was anything but a tour guide but we were a little drunk and he had that gift that disarmed us when he chatted; relaxed a cool.
Anyway we fell for it and arranged to see him the next morning for a jeep drive. We could have walked away then but the next morning we decided it might be nice especially as we saw him alone with his jeep waiting and stupid though it sounds it looked safe. He accepted out part fee, he told us he insisted people only settle the final fee if satisfied, and off we went. The first two hours were actually fine; we drove around with him feeling happy and he showed us a few scenes which were actually really worth seeing only we ended up at a bar a little out of the way where we got drinks and some food.
The place seemed wrong; it was clearly a night spot which had pole dancing and other entertainment (there were adverts for it out front although we went in the back) and despite it being almost empty there were a couple of white women around who were more or less naked (thong and miniscule top on one the other wore skimpy shorts and was bare breasted) serving at the bar. Despite this we had a couple of drinks and a bit of food before a group of men descended on the place. It was at this point things became hazy. I think I realised I'd been drugged quite early but there was nothing I could do as I fell over when I stood up.
I was placed in a chair in the corner and I watched as my spaced-out wife was stripped and then the five men took turns with her. She fought a little at first but it was of no use. Now it's hard to describe the scene because I was not completely there but I could see then using her mouth as well as her pussy and throughout one of the bar girls took pictures while a small guy videoed the whole thing. Sometime later the one with bare breasts sucked me until I was hard (yes I did become hard despite the rape that I was witnessing) and then with the help of a couple of the guys having pulled off my clothes I was placed on my wife and the woman who had been sucking me off pushed me into my wife's very stretched and soiled hole.
The other woman took loads of pictures of us like this as they moved our bodies into different positions and continued as one of the black men stuck his cock in my wife's mouth. This was followed by another and all the while the first woman licked and played with my balls until she could tell I was going to ejaculate and that was the cue for me to be pulled back as my cock shot its load over Karen's body. I was then put back in the chair as my wife was lifted and removed from the room. I slumped dazed for ages until one of the women came over and knelt next to me.
"I'm really sorry to do that but Mose would have hurt me if I didn't." She offered me a drink which I took in my shaking hand. "You've probably guessed that your wife is still being sexed by the guys but they will be through soon then you can go and see her. Listen carefully; this is the start of it, Mose and the boys want her as one of their girls which means she'll be working for them. It's really important you understand that you don't have any choices in this. The pictures and video they took will show you and she were willing participants." I shook my head but she glanced nervously around.
"I shouldn't even talk to you!" I fell into the same trap only my husband refused to play the game and went to the police. Not only didn't it help he ended up in hospital and... well let's just say he won't be fathering any children!" She looked really scared. "Mel's fiancé was more sensible and has gone along with it. That's what you need to do. He won't keep us here forever, just for a few months until another fresh face falls in his lap. Your wife will replace one of the other girls who will be allowed home."
"I'm supposed to just accept this?" I snarled. She looked like she might cry.
"Yes!" Here take this." She thrust a piece of paper into my hand. "The names and numbers of three husbands in the same boat. Call them when you get back to your hotel... just them not the police who are paid off by Mose. He's into everything; drugs as well as prostitution and he has loads of contacts in the USA and England so there is no escape." She gave me a knowing look, "just phone them and then decide!" She was up and away before I could say anything else.
Two of the men dragged me to my feet and I walked unsteadily down a corridor to a small bedroom where Karen was lying naked her legs spread the effects of the rape evident on her body. She had her eyes open, and watched me almost with disinterest as I entered. Moseley was standing by the door. "Your wife is gonna fit right in; now she's realised that there is some fun in this!" He laughed. "So the deal is simple; you fuck off back to your hotel and Karen stays and fucks for us. We have pictures, a video and witnesses that will all say she got drunk and put out and you joined in as well. Now the thing is that my customers like a bit of white meat so she will be helping out with them both at the bar and back here."
"You won't get away with it..." I started but then they grabbed me and I was beaten a little. Karen cried out to them to stop which they did then asked her would she whore for them or did they have to hurt me more. She consented. I then watched her sign an employment form stating she was going to work for a year at the bar and accepted the dress code and the rules about keeping customers happy. It of course meant she was agreeing to prostitute herself but it was done for me. I was then driven back to the hotel but not before I saw the woman from the bar make a phone gesture to me as I was bundled away.
Once back at the hotel I phoned the police who were silent for a while then the man spoke to me in a cautious tone asking if we'd gone there willingly then asked if I'd been involved and it struck me that clearly we were already unlikely to be believed. I told them that maybe I'd call back to which the man said in an ominous tone that a lot of tourists had affairs with the local men so I'd best accept it was the Caribbean way! I then called the first number but no one was there so I tried the next and a guy answered who went by the name of Charles after a hesitant call during which we skirted around the subject he finally took a deep breath.
"This is about Mose isn't it?" He stated. I confirmed it was and after another deep breath he asked where I got the number and I told him about the woman in the bar. "Look you want to know what to do so I will tell you... nothing! Sounds awful and it is but they will take you back there a few times over the next week and you will see the girls in action, including your wife. All I can tell you is it's best for both your health you behave. My wife Lizzy didn't and they hooked her on crack, ok they keep it to a minimum but she's so deep into I now I don't know if she will ever be able to break free of the addiction when she finally comes home!" He sounded very upset. "The woman you spoke to sounds like Kerry, was she English like you?"
"Yes."
"Her husband caused to much of a stink so they did a number on him both over there and back in your country, I only know because I spoke to him a few times... his wife wanted me to try to help him a little, like she is helping my wife. Anyway the whole point is there are some others who have avoided the mess we find ourselves in. Tell your wife to do what she must to survive and you have to do the same. I'm told they usually stay between six and nine months depending. Tell the family she's got a new job or something; she can even call them and talk over the phone. You are best not even hinting at what is happening or they will punish her." He paused, "Who else do you have on your list?"
"A Simon, a Mark and a Joe. I tried Simon he was out."
"Simon's they guy I was speaking about, the husband of the woman who gave you the numbers. Mark is another American, like me, moans about it all the time and threatens to do stuff but he won't although his wife was different to the others as she actually had sex with Mose willingly before he decided to recruit her. Joe's a good guy another Brit, he's got a level head and his wife was only recruited a couple of weeks ago so he will have recent experience of your pain."
"When is your wife coming home?" I asked.
