Permission C Revenge

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A special and very sincere THANKS to 'Sweet Thang' for her expert editorial assistance on this story.

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Prelude:

In the first part of this story, I had reluctantly given my wife, Janice, permission to have sex with an old high school classmate of hers, Mike. I had hoped it would put some excitement into our sex lives. It did at first.

In the second part, my sex life with Janice had gotten worse, not better, as a result of her sexual encounters with Mike. I decided to find myself another sex partner, a co-worker named Mary Beth.

Revenge:

It had been two months since Mary Beth and I began our fantastic sexual get-togethers. We were still going strong and I had succeeded in taking control of our bedroom activities. She put up some resistance at first, but soon began to enjoy it.

We had discussed out sexual fantasies and had done our best to fulfill each other's. In the process we had tried just about everything that two people of the opposite sex can do to another.

While I was still enjoying my trysts with Mary Beth, Janice was not. She was increasingly moody and aloof. She never seemed happy. Not only that, but after the last two times with Mike, I sensed that things were not going well with them. She was not as glowing and seemingly satisfied as she had been. In fact, after the last time, she was visibly upset. She said nothing to me when she got home, and I didn't ask. 'She has her sex life and I have mine,' I thought.

The next evening when the kids were in bed, she came to me and said that she wasn't going to see Mike anymore. I asked why, but she wouldn't tell me. Then the tears came to her eyes. I put my arms around her, comforted her and asked her to tell me all about it. She calmed down, but still refused to tell me anything.

"Something's bothering you, please tell me about it. It'll do you good to vent."

She sobbed harder at that but when she calmed down again she said, "OK, but you won't like it. Promise you won't hate me."

"I won't hate you. Please. You need to get it off your chest."

She hesitated, and then slowly proceeded to tell me that Mike had asked her several times if she would *entertain* some of his potential customers. She knew he meant for her to have sex with them. He told her it would be to help him close a deal. She thought it was a joke at first, but when he persisted she steadfastly refused. She couldn't help but think what I had said about her being a slut. Mike apparently thought of her as a slut, too.

Last month he became very upset and verbally abusive when she wouldn't change her mind. At that point she had made up her mind not to see him again, but since I had begun seeing Mary Beth, she felt left out, and decided to give Mike one more chance.

This time, unknown to her, Mike had two of his customers hidden in the bathroom when she arrived. She and Mike proceeded to do their thing, with the two men watching. She was on her knees on the bed giving Mike a blow-job and her ass was sticking up in the air pointing directly at the bathroom, giving the hiding visitors quite a view. She soon found out why Mike had positioned her in that manner. One of the men quietly approached her from the rear and slammed his hard cock into her pussy without warning, which was easy to do since her ass was stuck way up in the air and she was very wet. It happened so quickly that she couldn't stop it.

She tried to get away from him, but Mike and the third man, who had made his way out of the bathroom, held her firm. She proceeded to tell me that all three of them had their way with her.

"Are you trying to tell me that you were raped and gang banged by three men?"

"Yes," she said feebly.

I was beside myself with anger. I focused that anger on Mike and his cohorts. I told her that we needed to take this information to the police and press charges against Mike.

She pleaded with me not to do so. "I was so angry and hurt that I wanted to do the same thing. After I calmed down and thought about it, I decided that it could do us more harm than good. It would be extremely embarrassing and would surely cause a scandal." She went on to assure me that she was not physically harmed in any way other than the bruises on her arms where they held her and the soreness in her ass hole and pussy. She showed me the bruises.

"How horrible it must have been for you! I completely understand why you're so upset. I won't do anything, unless you change your mind."

"Would you recognize these men if you saw them again?" I asked.

"Oh yes, I got a good look at them while they were holding me down," she responded. "I just don't know what I'll do if I run into them. This is a small town," she sobbed again.

After a short while, Janice calmed down and started again, "Our marriage is very tenuous right now. I want to try to begin the repair process by being completely honest with you. It wasn't as horrible as you might think."

She paused a long time, then continued, "This is very difficult for me and I'm praying that you will understand. Please don't get angry, but I feel that I just have to tell you."

"Tell me what?" I asked, confused.

"I got very aroused while this was going on. I was scared and very angry at first, but as they continued to pound their cocks into me, I began to get aroused. I couldn't believe that as I was being raped, I was getting a great deal of sensual pleasure out of it."

"While the first guy was pounding my pussy from the rear, the other guy was trying to stick his cock into my mouth. At first I refused to suck it. I was determined to fight them and the pleasure that I had begun to feel. I fought it as hard as I could, I even started to cry because I felt myself losing the battle with myself. After five or ten minutes of the cock pounding in and out of my pussy, my body took complete control over my mind. I could think of nothing but sucking on cock, any cock. When he stuck it in my face the next time, I took it and started sucking on it with vigor. I experienced one of the most intense orgasms of my life when one guy came into my mouth at the same time as the other one came into my pussy. It was an incredible feeling."

"When they recovered, they had me suck them until they were hard again. Then they positioned me such that I was sitting on Mike with his cock in my pussy. The second guy had me bend over and he shoved his cock into my asshole. It hurt at first, but he went slowly and I finally got used to it. The first guy then stuck his cock into my mouth. I took it willingly. When they started fucking my pussy, my asshole, and my mouth, I was in ecstasy all over again. They soon got their rhythm going and I came over and over again. I just couldn't help it."

"When they were finally finished with me, they all gloated over the fact that they were able to get me to cum so violently. After they finished gloating, they all got dressed and left me alone. I was so humiliated, so disgusted with myself, that I just couldn't move. I wanted to crawl into a hole and die. Then I thought about you and the kids. That's what gave me the strength to go on. I finally took a shower, got dressed and left. There was no way that I could face you in my state of mind, so I took a room in another motel and spent the night there. I didn't sleep much, I spent most of the night crying and harboring my hatred for Mike and his two friends. I finally decided that there wasn't much I could do about it without humiliating myself further and involving you and the kids. I still hate them for what they did to me, but I need to move on."

"You might be wondering about whether I would ever do anything like that again. The answer is an emphatic NO! Even though I did get sexual pleasure out of it, the humiliation and disgust that I felt, and still feel, far out weigh any of the sexual pleasure."

"I can understand if you hate me or find me disgusting. I wouldn't oppose you if you wanted a divorce. It's not what I want, but I'll accept it and go along with anything you decide. What I'm sorry most about is that it took something like this to make me realize how abominable my behavior has been these past several months. I'm throwing myself at your mercy and praying that you'll somehow find it in your heart to forgive me."

I was in shock, I thought about her story for a long time before I said, "I'm stunned at what happened to you, but not repulsed by your actions. I don't think you did anything wrong! You were forced into something that you didn't want, but because of the sexual stimulation, you found yourself getting pleasure from it. The fact that you enjoyed what was happening to you doesn't change the fact that you were raped. They forced themselves on you. They need to be punished for that."

I just couldn't let this event go. I was so angry with the three men involved that I felt that I had to do something. "Do you think Mike will call you again next month?"

"I don't know for sure, but he's arrogant enough to think that since I had gotten so turned on and had several orgasms, that I would want more of the same."

"If he calls, agree to meet him only if he'll be there alone. You and I will go together."

"What are you planning to do?"

"Give him some of his own medicine."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm going to find a way to humiliate him. I don't know how just yet, but I'll come up with something."

Janice had told me that Mike was about 5' 10" and had a slight build. I'm 6' 3" and weigh just over 200 LBS. I worked out regularly and stayed in pretty good shape. I didn't think that I would have any problem overpowering Mike.

Mike did call the next month and Janice convinced him to be there alone.

I gathered the things that I felt I would need and left for the hotel about an hour before Janice was supposed to get there. I watched his room to make sure that he would be alone when Janice arrived. I saw only one man, whom I presumed to be Mike, enter the room about 30 minutes before the appointed time.

Janice arrived, we went up to the door together and she knocked. When Mike opened the door, I kicked it open further, and forced my way in. Before he had a chance to react, I hit him with a hard right to the mid-section. He was stunned. When he recovered a bit, he gasped, "Who in the hell are you?"

"Mike, I'd like you to meet my husband, Bill," Janice responded.

I saw fear in his eyes as he sized me up and saw the enraged look on my face.

"Hello Mike. It's a great pleasure to finally meet you. I'll bet you have no idea why I'm here. Do you?"

"N-no."

"Think back to last month, Mike. Janice told me about what happened. Can you guess now?"

He was really scared now. He looked at Janice, then back at me. "Um, I mean, uh. What are you talking about?"

"I'm here to give you some of your own medicine. You humiliated and degraded Janice, now it's your turn."

I calmly put on the cotton gloves that I had brought with me. I didn't want to leave any fingerprints. I approached Mike. He backed away as far as he could.

"Mike, we might be able to avoid some pain here, if you do as your told. However, I'm prepared to do whatever it takes. It'll be your choice."

His eyes opened even wider. He didn't appear to be a fighter.

"The first thing that you're going to do is give us the names and addresses of the other two men involved."

He hesitated and I hit him in the mid-section again. That got his attention. When he recovered, he went to his brief case, pulled out two business cards and handed them to me.

"The next thing that you're going to do is remove all of your clothes and get on your knees in front of Janice."

He slowly removed his clothes, moved over to where Janice was standing and got down on his knees.

"Now you're going to bow down to her and offer her your sincere apology for what you did to her last month."

He looked at me, then at Janice. He finally said that he was sorry, but in a very low tone.

"You can do better than that, Mike."

He tried again, this time louder.

"What do you think Janice, is that good enough? Does that completely make up for what he did to you?"

"No fucking way," she said emphatically.

"Now Mike, you heard her. I want you to kiss her feet and try again."

He did, and Janice offered the same answer to my question.

"Well, Mike. We seem to have a problem here. Janice is not satisfied with your apology. We'll have to try something else."

I told him to lie on the bed on his back. I then tied each of his hands and feet to the bed frame with the rope that I had brought with me. He offered no resistance. He was spread-eagle on the bed, unable to move.

I then took the string that I had also brought with me and wrapped about fifty turns tightly around his limp cock. I also wrapped a few turns around his balls.

I told Janice to remove her panties and position her pussy over Mike's face. She did, and began to rub it into his face. Soon he became aroused and yelled out in pain as he started to get an erection.

"OK, honey. This is why I asked you to drink plenty of coffee and not relieve yourself. Do him in the face."

She told him to open his mouth. When he didn't do so immediately, I yanked hard on the string attached to his cock. He yelled out in pain and finally opened his mouth. She then spread her pussy lips with her fingers and cut loose. She pissed a golden stream right onto his face and into his mouth. He sputtered and cussed, but his face and hair got totally drenched. He couldn't help but swallow some of it. I saw an evil smirk on Janice's face as she was pissing.

When she finished, we stuffed one of his dirty socks in his mouth and left him tied up. As we exited, we put the 'DO NOT DISTURB' sign on the doorknob. He would be there for a long time before the maid discovered him.

As we got into our car, I looked at Janice and she had a mile-wide smile and satisfied look on her face. It was easy to tell that she was pleased with our revenge.

It took much more effort and planning, but we managed to humiliate the other two rapists in the very same way. We did them both in the same motel, one day apart and two weeks after Mike. Janice had called and set them up by enticing them with the promise of more sex. To say that they were a little surprised is understating it a bit.

The younger of the guys gave me a tough time. I had to hit him several more times than the others, but he finally succumbed. The fact that all of them were smaller than me made it a lot easier to pull off.

We were amused when we read the newspaper accounts. The police were puzzled as to why these three men were treated in such a vile and degrading manner. The police were also puzzled as to why none of the victims would press charges nor give them any information.

Janice felt vindicated, we both felt much better and turned our attention to getting our lives back to normal.

To Be Continued...

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