The Barn Of Depravity

My wife Sonia and I were invited to a party by a friend she had just recently reconnected with from her school days.

The party was as a farm out of town, and we were told that it would be quite formal, and the dress was to be evening dress. This meant I had a chance to wear the tuxedo I had bought a couple of years earlier. Sonia of course couldn't possibly wear any one of the several evening gowns she already had and so went shopping.

My wife's called her old school friend, Kay, that had invited us, and they met up for the shopping trip. When my wife returned, she had more than just a dress of course. I asked about the other bag that looked expensive, and she replied that Kay had persuaded her to buy some sexy lingerie to go with the dress.

Sonia's eyes sparkled mischievously as she revealed the contents of the bag. The lingerie was very sexy, so I was not too upset. She had chosen a black panties and bra, suspender belt, and silky stockings that would surely make heads turn. I couldn't help but feel a turned on knowing that she'd be wearing all this under her dress around other men at the party, but she assured me that it was all for my benefit, a little treat for after the party at home.

The night of the party arrived, and Sonia looked absolutely stunning in her new dress. It was a deep rich red and with her long blond hair and her slender body gave her the appearance of a red-carpet celebrity. I had to admit, the lingerie choice had been a good one. The excitement of her secret sexy underwear made me feel horny and I was starting to look forward more to coming home than going to the party.

The party itself was in full swing when we arrived at the farm. The party was in a barn that had been transformed into a glamorous venue, with twinkling fairy lights strung up across the barn, creating a magical atmosphere.

The guests all seemed to be wearing masks, the men all had simple Lone Ranger style masks, and the women had all kinds of sort of sexy masks the kind you associate with masked balls in old movies. Sonia and I thought we must have missed something on the invite about wearing masks. Kay, who until now I had not met came over as we stood in the door to the barn. Despite the feathery mask, that was sort of owl like, Sonia recognized her and immediately asked about the masks. Kay simply smiled and told us that newcomers didn't need to wear masks. None of that made any sense, Newcomer's to what and, masks!

As we walked in, Sonia's hand in mine, I could feel all eyes in the room fix on us, the men's eyes lingering a bit longer than was polite on my wife, Sonia noticed and felt uncomfortable, her grip tightened.

The guests were a mix of older and late middle-aged couples, I thought it odd that we, and Sonia's friend Kay, were something like 20 years younger than anyone else. I was puzzled but thought Kay must be associated with these people through business.

After what seemed like several minutes the guests returned to chatting and laughing and the focus was off us.

Kay took us around the barn where we were introduced to other the guests, making small talk and sipping on the fancy cocktails served by the masked bartenders. The music was a mix of classical and some modern, but the vibe remained sophisticated. The barn had been transformed so well; it was hard to believe it was a barn.

There was a couple that I assumed were the hosts, as stood at the far end of the barn with a waiter stood behind and to one side. They had an air of, almost, Royalty about them.

The husband was tall and slim, with piercing dark eyes and a charming smile. His wife, curvy with raven hair, had a commanding and yet sensual presence.

We eventually we were presented to our hosts by Kay, I thought the correct etiquette would have been to be introduced to them first. Any thought of improper behavior vanished as Kay lowered her head as she introduced us, just as if they were some kind dignitaries. I didn't feel compelled to do anything but offer my hand and thank them for the invite.

The husband, who introduced himself as Geoff, took my hand firmly and looked me straight in the eye with a grip that was almost challenging. His wife, Sarah, took Sonia's hand in a more gentle manner, but her gaze was just as intense. She had the mature kind of beauty that was seductive an almost erotic allure to her. They addressed us as Craig and Sonia without Kay introducing us by name but only as 'Our New Guests'.

I was so puzzled by all the strangeness of this party, the masks, the referred to as 'Newcomers' and the lavish elegance but in a barn, add to that our hosts knowing our names and introducing themselves by first name, as did all the other guests we had met.

Before I had a chance to ask any questions a waiter offered Sonia and I another drink which we took. As I turned back to our hosts they along with their personal waiter and Kay were walking away toward a group of guests. I looked at Sonia and I could see she too was bewildered by it all. I gave her a reassuring smile and raised my glass to her and told her, "At least it's a free bar," though there was no bar, waiters just appeared to be everywhere. In fact, we seemed to be getting special treatment no sooner was my drink almost empty and a waiter would offer me another.

I soon began to feel the effects of the several cocktails I had had, and I whispered to Sonia I think I should slow down on the booze, or I will not be able to take full advantage of my sexy treat when we get home. Sonia looked at me strangely and her eyes rolled back, and I managed to just catch her before she hit the floor. I looked up for some help and the room began to spin and I too felt myself falling.

Everything went black and when I came to, I was on an inclined bed, like a medical examination bed front and centre of the barn. My head was still spinning slightly, and I went to raise a hand to my head but found I couldn't move it, my hands strapped to the bed. I couldn't understand what was happening, the fog in my brain wouldn't clear. I suddenly thought Sonia! I tried to look about for my wife, but my eyes struggled to focus. I shook my head blinking, trying to clear my vision. The fog began to clear in my head, and I pulled at the restraints on my wrists shouting out my wife's name. A low deep voice behind me spoke, "She is right before you."

I looked down in front of me blinking to clear my vision and I was able to make out a blurred shape. My eyes began to clear it was My wife.

Sonia was laying on a similar bed in front of me, she was not conscious and out of her dress, wearing only her lingerie.

My eyes cleared and the fog in my brain evaporated. Looked around and all the masked gusts were crowded around us.

The room was eerily silent, the music had stopped, and all that remained was the occasional clinking of ice in the glasses of the guests who were now gathered in a semi-circle, their masked faces watching us with a mix of anticipation and something darker, something more primal.

I struggled against the restraints, my heart racing. "What is this? What's happening to us?" I managed to croak out, my throat dry from the potent drinks. The tall, dark-eyed man who had introduced himself as Geoff stepped closer, his smile never wavering. "This is a little game we play here, Craig," he said, his voice smooth and cold. "You see, we enjoy the finer things in life, and what could be more exquisite than watching beauty unfurl?"

I stared at him trying to make sense of all this. "Let us go right now or I will fucking kill you!"

"There's no need for profanity Craig. We, that is my guests and I, can acquire pretty much anything we want, however there are some things that can't be bought."

"What are you talking about? Let me go!"

"I'm not about to do that, after all the part is only just starting."

A series of low cheers went up around the guests and Geoff's voice boomed out.

"Dear guests we are here to witness a young sweet couple experience things they may have only fantasied about but never thought they would or could experience. Then we will take them deeper into sexual perversion and then still deeper into acts of sexual depravity they never knew existed."

Cheers, louder and more assertive, rang out from the crowd. Geoff's words were tumbling around in my head, and they didn't seem to fall in any way that made sense.

"You see," he continued, "Sonia and you are the entertainment for tonight. Our little sex show, if you will."

My eyes darted around the room, searching for any sign of escape or a friendly face, but all I saw were hungry, masked stares. The raven-haired woman, Sarah, approached the bed, where my, still, unconscious wife lay, her movements as smooth and predatory as a panther. She traced a finger along Sonia's bare shoulder, down between her small breasts and down her flat stomach and to her panties, where she lingered staring into my eyes. There was something in her gaze that held me, she slowly looked down at her finger and she started to slowly move her finger down between Sonia's thighs. Sarah's eyes returned to mine and my eyes flicked from hers to her hand which had begun to move, her finger stroking up and down my unconscious wife's panties. My eyes returned again to Sarah's; a slight smile appeared on her lips as though she read something in my face.

I looked away as if trying to hide what it was, she was seeing in my eyes. It was then I saw all the masked face's, men and women, their eyes fixed on Sarah's hand between my wife's legs. The crowed seem to exude a hunger, a lust, it was palpable, filling the air, charging the atmosphere.

Her fingers began to sip under the lacy material slowly until it was apparent she had reached Sonia's pussy. I felt something, something that made me feel sick and excited at the same time. My cock was starting to swell my pants, I felt shame at my involuntary arousal over my unconscious wife being touched so intimately, by another woman, a stranger in a room full of strangers all looking on.

I tried to look away as she started to rub Sonia's pussy with a slow rhythm that was so sensual it was hard to not watch but at the same time, I felt I should look away, not be party to this violation of my wife. I looked down at Sonia's face, her eyes began to flutter open, and she looked about with a mix of confusion and fear. I tried to shout out to her, but my voice was gone, all that came out was a dry croak.

She obviously felt the fingers moving between her thighs and clenched them together in an effort to stop the invasion of her most intimate part of her body.

Geoff, who had been behind me stepped forward and spoke, "Sonia, relax think about what is happening. A beautiful woman is caressing your sex right in front of your husband and, as you can see, a whole room of strangers, is that not the most erotic experience of your young life?"

Sarah checks to see my reaction and seems pleased at whatever she saw in my face. Her gaze falls to my crotch and her smile broadens.

"Sonia, look to your husband, it is quite apparent he is enjoying what he sees."

Sonia, still trying to prevent the fingers in her panties from moving, turns her head to look at me and she sees the bulge in my trousers. The look on her face of anger and disgust at my arousal tears into my chest and lodges in my throat. I try to speak but nothing comes out.

Geoff, smiles and looks pleased with how things are going. "Sonia, your husband is enjoying watching you being touched where only he is allowed, let's increase his voyeuristic pleasure further, after all you do want to make him happy don't you?"

He turns with a satisfied smug look on his face to me. He then turns back to guests and points and indicates to Kay ushering her forward. He gently strokes the back of his finger down Sonia's cheek, "Dearest Sonia, don't you think that seeing as your husband is taking pleasure in this evening's activity that it only right that you do too?

Kay, Sonia's friend from school, stepped in front of me her eyes gleaming behind her mask, as looked into my eyes. She was dressed in a tight black dress that hugged her body. She slowly lowers to her knees, and her hands begin to roam over my body from my chest, stomach and groin. She moves aside to allow Sonia a clear view of her hands as they become focused on my bulge.

I turn my face away unwilling to see my beautiful wife's face as she sees what is is happening.

Sarah speaks, "Sonia you showed anger and disgust at your husband's arousal and yet you too are aroused, your very wet."

I turn back and look at Sonia's face, it is flushed, and her eyes are screwed tight closed.

Geoff speaks softly to her, "Please don't be ashamed, pleasure is nothing to be ashamed of."

He again turns to the masked audience and gestures to someone. I look down t my wife and her eyes meet mine, tears well up in them. I feel helpless and my heart is breaking. I notice movement and see a thickset guy in perhaps his early 50's taking off his trousers. A slow fear begins to rise in the pit of my stomach as he removes his underwear and moves toward my wife. Sarah greets him with a smile, and she takes his cock in her hands gently caressing it.

Sonia sees what is going on, I'm looking at the back of Sonia's head and Sarah's hands working this guy's cock only maybe 20 inches away from her face. I suddenly realize there is another masked guest, and she is smiling at the guy being caressed by Sarah, as though pleased they had been selected from the crowd. She kisses his and it was that kind of familiar kiss that a husband and wife give in greeting.

Geoff speaks again to Sonia, "Neither your husband or you can do anything to stop whatever we want to do, sexually, to you both. Isn't that arousing, you are helpless against our pleasuring of you. So why don't you just make the most of the experiences we are going to per-stow upon you and your husband, enjoy it?"

The masked woman moves to the foot of the Sonia's bed and loving runs her hands up and down my wife's legs. Sonia squirms a token resistance. Geoff moves to the same end of the bed and bends down a I hear a heavy clunk, and he stands back up. He and the woman each grip a side of the bed and the lower third of the bed splits in two pivoting at the centre at about Sonia's hip level. As they swing them apart, I see that Sonia's ankles are strapped so her legs are parted. The woman steps forward between her legs and reaches for my wife's panties but stops to look up at Geoff who nods. Geoff moves around behind her with his eyes focused on the woman's hands as she slowly draws down my wife's, black lacy panties as far as she can, exposing her shaved pussy. There are some soft gasps from the guests as the take in the sight of my wife's pussy.

Geoff's eyes turn on me, watching my reaction to my wife's public exposure, his smile is smug. I feel a hand on my own cock, and I realize it is Kay, my wife's friend, kneading my cock through the material of my tuxedo pants. Her other hand starts to undo my belt and my trousers and shorts are slid down my legs, she just smiles and whispers, "Relax, enjoy the show."

I shoot a look to Sonia and her face is toward me and tears roll down her cheeks, she suddenly jerks her head up. I look and see the woman between her spread legs with her tong licking her pussy. Sonia's head flicks back to look at me. Her eyes fix on mine, and her lips part as she draws in a deep breath. I feel my cock half erect fall out into the cool air. Sonia's eyes fall to my cock, and I feel cool fingers wrap around my cock and lift it upright. I stare into Sonia's eyes as I feel hot breath followed by a hot wet mouth on my cock. I don't look anywhere but into my beautiful wife's eyes as Kay's hot wet mouth works up and down my now growing cock.

Sonia's eyes roll back and her back arches off the bed. The tong exploring her pussy is too much to resist. She looks back into my eyes and whispers, "I love you." Something catches in my throat as I try to say the same back. I felt so in love with her at that moment I felt that little sting you get in your eyes when tears are about to well up.

Sarah speaks out to the crowed who, I realize are in various stages of undress, "Is that not the most beautiful expression of love, we could never have expected. Oh, this will perhaps the most memorable night any of us will ever have." The crowed whisper among themselves clearly agreeing.

Sarah moves the guy she had been stroking, closer to Sonia. I can see his cock is standing straight up dark and angry. Sarah gently turns Sonia's face away from me, she leans down and places the softest sweetest kiss on her lips. Sonia's eyes half open and Sarah turns her face toward the hard angry looking cock. Sarah, with a gentle hand on the guy's buttocks guides him forward. I am seeing another man's cock slide across my wife's lips and across her cheek. As it starts to slide back, I see Sonia's mouth slowly open and as the swollen purple head slides back across her cheek her head moves, her mouth engulfs it and she immediately begins to suck on it. I look at Sonia's face, her eyes closed I see the movement in her cheeks as her tong is snaking around another man's cock as he fucks her mouth.

The woman between Sonia's legs starts work her fingers into Sonia's wet pussy, my cock twitches and grows in Kay's mouth. I'm torn between watching the horror before me and the pleasure of the mouth around my cock. My eyes dart back and forth, watching my wife being licked and finger-fucked by a woman and the pleasure on her face as she sucks another's cock. I look down at the masked head between my legs, she's taking it deep, her tongue flicking around the tip of my cock as she pulls away. I realize that I am enjoying this, that I am being turned on by watching my wife being used by these strangers and that is what makes it even more horrifying.

Sarah moves to my side and unbuttons her dress, it falls away to reveal a tight black Basque with suspenders to her black stoking, no panties. Her hand reaches down, and she closes her fingers around the base of my cock. Her grip tightens and she speaks, "That's enough Kay, we don't want the show to end prematurely, do we?"

Kay lifts her head, my cock slips from her mouth and I can see disappointment in her eyes, "No Mistress Sarah."

Geoff leans down to the woman pleasuring my wife and whispers, "I think Sonia is wet enough." The woman stops and stands moving aside. Geoff points to a man and he steps forward, moves between Sonia's leg. Geoff produces a knife and my heart stops. He grips my wife's panties stretched tight across her thighs and cuts the thin black lace material, he does the same on the other side and slowly pull the flimsy material away. He then turns to his wife and Kay and indicates with a gesture to move me into a predesignated position. I realize the whole show has been choreographed. The vertical bed I am strapped to is on wheels and I am moved to the head of my wife's bed. Kay moves behind me and I feel a sudden jolt and the bed I'm on pivots forward so I am angled over Sonia. my cock is resting on her cheek and looking down my body I can see Sonia still sucking on the man's cock as he fucks her face slowly. My cock has slackened, and it is moving with each movement of that cock sliding slowly in and out and her tong as it explores his ugly veined cock.

Geoff snaps his fingers and the man between my wife's legs, grips his cock and begins to rub it up and down her wet open pussy. He starts to press it into her and I watch, horrified as she tenses up, her eyes widen for a moment but she doesn't stop orally pleasing the stranger fucking her mouth.

Geoff puts his hand out, palm down, "Easy," he says, "just ease it in, nice and slow." His voice is calm and soothing, but his eyes are burning with lust. The man follows Geoff's instruction and slowly presses all the way into my wife, my beautiful wife.