A Weekend At The Cabin Ch 02 1

I lay there dumbfounded. The blond guy steps in front of me smiling.

"Please. Don't make me do this." I beg to him.

I am floored by a punch to the side of my head knocking me flat. My hand covers where I was hit while my head swirls from the impact. Then they begin to kick and punch me all over as I lay there. My tortured body aches even more as they abuse me. It seems like it lasts forever before they finally stop. I lay there motionless.

"I won't make you do anything." The blond says. "You're going to do it all on your own."

I look up to see him sitting on the bed beside the long haired guy. My wife is curled up in the long haired guy's lap. She reminds me of a collared dog the way she lays there still naked with the long haired guy gently petting her hip.

"I'm not going to wait forever bitch." The blond says to me.

I know what he wants. I also know that they'll beat me to death if I don't do as I'm told. With this in mind I crawl to the bed, and slide myself onto his lap. I undo his pants slowly hoping it'll all end, but it doesn't. I pull down the front of his pants and underwear baring his dick. I stare at it still hoping it'll all stop here, and his dick will stay inches in front of my face. His hand on the back of my head brings my focus back.

He pulls my head down until my lips touch the side of his dick. I give up. It smells musky, but he won't let me stop. I take it in my hand lifting it straight up, and I kiss the tip hoping that if I am good enough he'll finish quick. He moans softly telling me that I'm on the right track. I run my tongue up his shaft from his balls to the tip. Again he moans.

"Watch closely my sweet." The long haired guy tells my wife. "It looks like your faggot husband knows his way around a cock."

I open my mouth, and take the dick in as far as I can. I only manage half. The guy moans louder as I begin to bob my head on his hard dick. It tastes awful, and it keeps poking the back of my throat gagging me. His moans are telling me that he should be done soon. His hand presses down on my head harder. His cock goes deeper gagging me more, but he doesn't care. It's hard to breathe with his dick in my mouth. He moans, and slaps me on the side of the head as I suck him.

"Suck it you fucking homo. Take the whole thing you fat sissy. I can tell you're loving it, and so can your wife. Look at him woman. You precious hubby is a closet fag." The blond moans.

He leans back further, and it makes his dick feel like it gets longer. Then he grabs my head holding me down while he rams his stiff cock into my throat. I gag as I feel it stretching out my throat while he pushes more and more of it deeper. I try to push myself off him, but he's too strong for me. I quickly feel faint from what he's doing. I lose all my ability to fight back, and my body goes limp. Then I feel his stomach crush my nose.

I can't believe that his entire dick is in my mouth. He begins fucking my face hard. I feel like gagging at first, but nothing comes out of it. Soon the urge passes. I am still struggling for breath, but my body is regaining some feeling and motion. I grab his hips, and suck him as he fucks me. His moans grow in volume and intensity. The bed shakes under his thrusting hips. I feel him tense up just before I hear him growl loudly as he pulls my face tight to him holding me firm. In seconds I feel his cum blasting down my throat. It's hot, and it oozes down to my stomach. My body gulps automatically as I try not to choke on it.

Wave after wave makes it's way to my insides. I begin to feel full. Time slips by slowly. the seconds turn to minutes while he growls out his load. He eventually eases up. and lets me up. I kneel on the floor between his legs. A burp slips out, and my mouth fills with the sour taste of semen.

"Look at that. The fat sissy faggot didn't spill a drop." The long haired guy says to my wife. "I bet you didn't know your husband was such a proficient cock sucker, did you?"

I look at her to see her shake her head, and notice his hand has moved from her arm to her left breast. My eyes are drawn to the blond guy as he lays back with his dick still standing tall.

"More bitch." He commands me. "It's time for you to take the next step to becoming the sissy fag you are."

I know what he wants, and I'm afraid. Yet I have to do it. I slowly crawl on the bed next to him facing my wife. I swing my leg over him so that I'm straddling his body. My face is only a couple feet away from my wife's. I feel the guy's dick poke at my asshole, and I stare at her watching me intently.

The blond grabs my hips, and pull me close to him. I feel my asshole open wide from his dick slipping into it. His dick opens me as far as my hole can open, and I feel it stretching as he pushes harder. I groan from the pain. My back hole feels like it's tearing open slowly, and I can feel his dick inside me straightening out my guts.

I look at her to see her smiling while she strokes the long haired guy's hard dick watching me. He pinches and pulls at her left nipple also watching the show.

My ass is burning up from the stretching it's enduring. He begins to slide it in and out. It hurts as it hits a wall inside of me. The man's hands are holding my hips tight, and he is pulling me down to him hard. I groan with every thrust. He moans. Soon he tells me that he's had enough, and I feel him yank me down hard. He rams upward hard at the same time.

I moan loud feeling my asshole stretch wide deep inside as his dick impales me. He only eases up when I feel his body against my ass cheeks. My legs again go numb. I try to ride him, but can't. I lean forward and close my eyes letting him take control. His cock is quickly pummeling into me hard. My sphincter soon gives up trying to keep the invader out. It stops hurting, and becomes actually quite pleasurable in a strange way.

I find myself riding his dick while he fucks me. Moans emanate from me uncontrollably. His dick penetrates my ass good, and I feel someone pull me up by my hair until I am straddling him upright. I keep riding his cock oblivious as to what's happening around me. I only open my eyes when I feel myself orgasm. Then I look down to see my dick spurting out it's load. I'm not hard, and it actually looks as though my dick has gotten smaller. I don't dwell on it. I concentrate on riding his cock so that we may get out of this mess somehow.

I fuck and get fucked until I can't fuck anymore. Then, as though he could sense my exhaustion, he growls loudly. I feel his cock pulsating in my rectum as it ejaculates another large load into me warming my insides and making me feel bloated. Squirt after squirt is blasting into me. It fills me full, and still keeps coming. He holds me firm with his cock buried deep inside of me until it finally stops jizzing.

He pushes me off him, and tells me to get on my hands and knees. I obey, and I look up to see my wife in the same position. Our faces inches apart. The long haired guy is behind her plowing into her from behind making her moan in pleasure. I feel someone kneel behind me just before I feel a dick slide into my ass. My body rocks as his hips crash against my ass. I look at my wife, and I find pleasure knowing that we're in the same predicament.

I soon have a dick shoved in my face. I suck on it not caring anymore. I just want this to be over. I can see my wife yet out the corner of my eye. She is loving every second of it, and it's turning me on to see her like this. I grab the dick in my mouth, and stroke it while I suck it. I really work it as I get into the moment. Occasionally I suck him all the way to his balls before returning to a mix of sucking and stroking. I feel satisfied when he growls his load out.

It shoots into my mouth and all over my face. It's super hot, and seemingly endless as it just keeps shooting out all over me. I swallow as much as I can until he leaves the bed. I look again at my wife who is in the throes of orgasm herself. I feel myself orgasm a little watching her pleasure. My asshole quivers against the cock ramming me. She looks back at me when she finishes. We stare at one another while our bodies are shaking from the fucking we are receiving.

Both of the guys are soon moaning loud. They are both slamming against us hard filling the room with the sounds of slapping skin. I watch my wife again orgasm, and she is quickly accompanied by the long haired guy filling her with his cum. Her eyes roll back into her head as her body shakes telling me that she is having one intense orgasm. They climax together for a few minutes before I feel cum shooting inside of me. He continues to drill my ass hard while he pumps it full of his cum.

Their mutual orgasm lasts as long as it takes the guy in me to finish. I'm sure it's only minutes even though it feels like hours. They leave just as soon as they finish leaving us facing each other on our hands and knees. We don't move.

"Look at your sissy hubby my fat slut." The long haired guy says from the door way. "How does seeing that make you feel? Should we give him some fake tits, and dress him like the sissy he is?"

"I don't care what you do with him." She replies to him staring at me. "I don't want him anymore. I want you."

"Really?"

"Yes. I need you. I'd do anything for you. I want you inside of me. Make me yours."

"How about you prove your words. You have my semen inside of you right now. Make your sissy husband clean it up."

She quickly pushes me onto my back, and crouches over my face. Her sloppy pussy is on my lips, and all I can taste is his cum. She plugs my nose making me open my mouth. Then I feel it ooze over my tongue before hitting the back of my throat. She presses her pussy to my mouth, and I have no choice but to lick it. My mouth is filled with his semen over and over until she finally raises off me.

I lay there trying to catch my breath, and she yanks me off the bed. I land on my back on the floor staring up at her. She steps over the top of my head staring down at me. Then I am surprised by a stream of her warm piss splashing all over my face.

"Here's your shower fag boy." She mocks.

When she finishes she walks to the long haired guy leaving me laying on the floor. They kiss just before all of them walk out shutting the door behind them. I find some rags, and clean myself up the best I can before passing out from exhaustion.

I don't know how long I've been out. All I know is that all I can hear is my wife moaning loudly from another room in the house. I manage to my feet to investigate. My body aching all over makes it extremely difficult to move, but the sounds of her moans are drawing me to her. I slowly open the door to the room. Peeking through I see her still naked, and bent over the kitchen table getting rammed by the guy with the long hair while the other three are sitting around the table watching.

I can see his ass cheeks clenching as he drills her hard. Over and over he shoves his dick deep into her eliciting more moans every time. She is clenching the sides of the table tight, and I see the ripples of his thrusts shaking through her body. I feel my dick harden at the sight. Before long she is moaning in an orgasm so intense she shakes the entire table under her. He keeps plowing her until she finishes, and then walks around to the other side.

He stands by her face with his dick dripping with her orgasm. I am awed when she almost leaps at it gobbling it into her mouth. She wouldn't even let me kiss her on the cheek after I licked her, but now she's eating her own cum off his dick. I watch closely for a bit before I realize that I'm stroking myself.

The guy pulls out of her mouth, and returns to her rear where it looks as though he shoves it up her ass. I can't see which hole he is truly penetrating, but she is holding her ass cheeks wide apart. She moans a more guttural moan as he enters her. I watch as he grabs a fist full of her hair, and pulls back making her arch her back while backing to him. He drives his dick deeper as he pulls her to him.

"I'm going to destroy that big ass of yours slut."

"Oh, yess!" She moans feeling him deep in her.

"You are never going to shit right again."

"Fuck me. Tear my ass up. Hurt me!"

He begins to pound his dick into her harder than I though possible. Her words echoing through my head mixing with the moans she is letting out. I feel myself let loose making a mess all over the floor at my feet. I finish, and continue watching the show.

"It hurts so good! Oh my God I'm cumming! Oh yes!" I hear her moan.

She's never talked like that around me. Then again she's never been so sexual either. I like it, but I wish it were me making her this way. Again she shakes the entire table violently as her climax tears through her. He keeps pounding away on her. The loud slapping is all I can hear. I swear he's bruising her ass with his hips as hard as he's fucking her. He pulls hard on her hair which is still wrapped in his fist.

I watch as his eyes turn pitch black as pushes hard into her holding his dick deep. She moans while he growls letting me know that he's filling her ass with another load. They finish together before he steps back. My eyes are drawn to his cock immediately. It looks like it's thicker. As big around as my wrist. Then I look at her asshole. It is destroyed. It's gaping wide open, and I can see into it. His cum is leaking out running down her legs. I look closer to see her pussy is also hanging wide open. Her body has been thoroughly fucked hard with cum leaking from both of her holes.

"Well then my slut. It's time for us to leave for a while. We will return very soon." The long haired guy says to her. "Clean up, get some rest, and be ready. Tonight the real fun begins."

"What about my husband?" She asks. "What do you want me to do with him?"

"We'll take care of him when we return."

I watch them file out the door, and rush to my wife after I'm sure they have gone. She turns away from me when I try to talk to her.

"Leave me alone!" She protests. "I don't want you! You can't satisfy me!"

"Listen to me!" I say holding her against the wall. "This isn't you! Snap out of it!"

She kicks me in the balls making me let go of her, and then she runs to the bedroom. I catch up to her, and again try to get her to snap out of it while she protests.

"Damn it woman listen! You aren't like this. They have you drugged or something. We were both drugged. That's the only way to explain everything that has happened. Remember our marriage? Remember our house? The cabin? Our kids?"

She seems to respond to the kids part so I continue with it.

"Remember our son? Come on woman. Think back. Our daughter? They need us. We need to get out of here."

She stops fighting me, and looks me in the eyes. immediately tears begin to flow down her cheeks.

"What? What's happening? I feel so confused."

"We'll discuss it later. Right now we need to go."

"But you're naked. I'm naked. Why are we naked? We need clothes to go out."

"Let's just go." I say taking her by the hand leading her to the door.

I open the door to see the sun beginning to set. Holding her hand the entire way we run back to the cabin as fast as we can. The night is quickly setting in, and it's almost black by the time we make it to the driveway. I stop dead in my tracks halfway up the driveway. We look at each other confused. There before us stands an entirely different cabin. Our car is gone, and everything is different about it in every way.

"We must have taken a wrong turn." I say nervously.

I lead her back down the road to the street sign. We stare in shock. It's the right street. Again we run back to the cabin checking the address tag at the end of the property. It's also correct. Night is fully on us now, and we hear a rustling in the bushes. There's no cars here, or lights on except for one outdoor light, so I decide to look inside if I can. Thinking it safer on the porch under the lamp than near the dark road.

I look in the windows before hearing more movement in the trees. Getting concerned I try the door. It opens, and I pull her in behind me. I flip on all the lights before looking around for some clothes for us. Nothing really fits, but I scrounge up a couple button downs, and two pairs of girl's leggings. It's better than nothing I think. We sit on the couch and hold each other for a while before I start poking around.

I find pictures of a young couple in their early twenties. They must be the owners now. I show my wife the pictures. She just cries harder. Totally confused I quit nosing around, and just sit with her holding her close. We doze off in one another's arms.

I am awoken by a loud thud hitting the side of the house. She sleeps through it. I look out under the curtains, but see nothing. Then it happens again. This time she wakes up. We sit there listening. The night is silent until we hear the window in the back bedroom slide open followed by foot falls of someone entering the house.

"It's them." She stammers in fear. "We have to go. They're coming."

I agree. We race to the front door, and leave the house as fast as we can. I look back to see a tall black figure standing in the window staring at us as we flee. Walking at a fast pace we make out way up the road not really knowing where to go, but not wanting to stay here. There is a rustling in the leaves just of to our side in the woods. I see a black shadow floating through the woods toward us. She sees it too, and we begin to run.

We quickly arrive at the corner. As we race around it we are frozen in our tracks when we see the guy with the brown hair standing in the middle of the road. We run the opposite way with the shadow closing in on us. Soon we are at the second corner, and we are confronted by the short black haired guy walking casually out of the woods. We stop dead in our tracks, and turn to run the other way. We run right into the blonde and the long haired guy knocking us back a few steps.

"I told you that I'd be right back my sweet, and you try to leave me? I am not happy about that. You belong to me." The long haired guy tells her.

"As for your sissy husband I had something in mind, but now I think I will have to rethink my decision." The blonde adds.

"Please. We're sorry." I plead.

"Shut up!" The long haired guy commands. "You will be dealt with accordingly. You both will be."

"Who are you? What's happened to us?" My wife begs for answers as they lead us back to their cabin.

The long haired guy turns to her and slaps her across the face hard. The rest of the walk is silent. We are lead into the kitchen area of the cabin, and told to sit at the table. My mind recalls her hands holding tight on the side as she orgasms. She sits across from me, and I am brought back to reality when the long haired guy sits between us.

"You are confused? Good!" He turns to my wife rubbing the back of his hand across her cheek. "I'll tell you this. You asked who we are. We are the things that go bump in the night. We are your nightmares come true. We are not the same as you."

She gasps when she sees his eyes turn black right before her eyes.

He continues, "What happened to you? I seen you. We seen you, and we desired you."

"Where's our cabin?" I ask fearing retribution.

"Gone. Long gone. It burned five years ago with you both in it. At least that's what the obituary said. You see. We can make things happen that you could never fathom."

"What now?" She asks meekly.

They all laugh in unison before the blond speak up, "Now you belong to us. Just like we've been saying all along. We will do with you as we please until we tire of you."

"And you my sweet have let me down." The long haired guy adds. "You could have been mine and mine only, but you had to go and try to run. Now it's time for you both to receive your punishment. Stand."