My wife of 16 years didn't remember a lot of what happened following her beginning with Luis and Manuel, except that the beautiful woman I had married, the mother of my two daughters had been sexually tortured for the next two days. Luis and Manuel had taken turn with her for the next two days, when one slept the other fucked her and then jerked off in her face and she was made to kneel in the middle of the room until they were ready again. They did let her go to the bathroom, but one of them would watch and she was not allowed to clean herself up at all. During the time she believes that other men would come in and use the same routine on her but she couldn't tell who and how many, just Luis and Manuel.
They dumped her on our lawn the after they had finished with her, her face and hair covered in dried cum, from what it looked like, quarts of it and my daughter Kimberly found her and screamed for me. We helped her to the house and lay her down, she was weak and the word whore had been written on her in red paint. Kim and I comforted her and tried to clean her up but she made no real sense at all.
I believe this was the straw that broke the proverbial camel's back. I still wonder back, maybe it was a lot of things, maybe it was my own fault, because three months ago she, no we, had been normal people, and all I wanted was to see her have sex with another man. Something had gone wrong, very wrong, and I knew it was my fault.
Kim had a lot of questions - why I didn't call the police and why she had a tattoo on her that said "I LOVE TO SUCK BLACK COCKS" and I told her we would talk to her and Kass later and let them know everything. I kept saying I was sorry to Lynne. She regained her strength and except for very chapped lips and major soreness in her ass and pussy she told me she was fine. It was at this time she relayed her story of Luis and Manuel to me. I am not a violent man, but I boiled inside, and didn't let on to anyone.
Lynne was still sore two days later when I picked up the phone and I heard Marvin's voice on the other end.
He asked if the brothers had returned my wife to me, I took a deep breath and told him they had dumped her on the front lawn a couple of days ago, and I was not happy, he said "Like I give a shit, Bill, they did say they enjoyed her company. I hope she liked the boys." I heard people laughing in the background and I knew he must have his speakerphone on. I cringed when he told me he would be at my house on Sunday morning, and to have his whore ready for him, he need a good blow job. I told him I would have her ready and he hung up. When I went in to tell Lynne she started crying, and told me she didn't know how much more she could take. I held her in my arms and tried to soothe her, as I thought of what I could do.
Sunday morning came and at 11:30 Marvin's limo pulled into the driveway, and Johnny let him out. They walked up to the house together and knocked on the door. I opened the door and let them in, Marvin looked over the house and said "Very nice place, it surprises me. I'm sure that whore wife of your's had nothing to do with it did she?" I ignored him and shut the door.
He asked me where his bitch was and I told him in the other room. He said "I want the cunt in here, it's been a long trip and I need my cock sucked." I told him to sit down I would get her. I went into the bedroom, and told Lynne that Marvin was here, Johnny was with him and he wanted a blow job. She sighed and stripped and went into the living room. Marvin saw her come into view, and pulled his cock out as he told her, come and get your favorite meat you white whore. She walked over and fell to her knees in front of him. She took his cock into her mouth and immediately went all the way to his balls, and just sat there. I think it crossed her mind to bite his cock off, but she finally started moving her head up and down the shaft, as he sat back. He looked at Johnny and told him to go to the car and get the envelope that had Lynne's name on it. I watched as Lynne continued to suck Marvin's cock, and he talked like she wasn't even there. He told me that he had something for me, perhaps some of which I would like framed to put here in the living room, because they were so good.
When Johnny came back in, Marvin reached up and took the envelope from him, and handed it to me as he laughed. He told me that the brothers thought I may like these. I opened the envelope, and pulled out 10 8X10 photos, they showed my wife, my beautiful wife, looking into the camera with her face and hair covered with cum, and each following showed her in different stages of cum covered disarray. The last two show her laying on her back legs spread, and you could see just how red her pussy and ass were. Her pussy gaped as the camera caught her, she looked like she had been fucked by a horse. I looked at him and said "You are a sick son of a bitch Marvin. He laughed and said that Lynne was the sick one, here she was with her mouth full of his cock and not only his chaffeur, but her own husband, watching as he was about to fill her mouth with his cum, and with that, he grunted and he began to fill her mouth with his filthy seed. She swallowed and moaned as she continued to pump his cock. He pushed her off, and told her he was going to invite some old friends of hers over to see her this afternoon, and to go clean up and they would wait for them to show up, although he thought they didn't mind just how cum covered she was. I knew by this that he had invited Luis and Manuel over for and afternoon fuckathon.
Lynne hurried off to take a shower, and Marvin asked how I liked the photos the brothers had taken. I told him I thought he was such an asshole, and I couldn't wait for him to leave. He told me they would be leaving later that evening after he had spent some time with his "White Whore" before he left. I asked him to leave her alone, that the brothers had really hurt her, not only physically but mentally, but he laughed and told me that they were coming over to apologize later. I looked at Johnny and he just stared at me, and his eyes told me to leave it alone.