The next four days seemed to take forever. I couldn’t decide if I was aroused, or worried. When I returned home on the fourth day, I saw Jan and Elle on their back deck. Elle was wearing a bikini top that barely covered her, and matching wrap. Jan sat facing our yard, wearing a sarong. She waited for me to exit my car, and motioned for me to come over.
I circled around the front of the house, and entered their gate. I was sweating from being so nervous. When I got onto the deck, I realized that there was a man sitting in the chair that was facing away from my yard.
He had a shaved head and a goatee. He was wearing a black muscle shirt, and black jeans. He had a smile on his face, but didn’t look like he was about to laugh.
“Jay, I want you to meet a friend of ours. I won’t tell you his name because he wants to keep some anonymity. But, you are going to get to know him well. Cindy will know him even better!” She laughed at her joke, and I really began to sweat.
“Let’s go inside,” said the stranger.
We all walked inside, and Jan sat down. I began to sit, and Elle came up beside me, and pulled me to my feet.
“Elle, you go stand by our friend. Jay, you come here and stand by me.” We did as told, and Jan ordered us to strip. Elle didn’t hesitate. I was not as willing, but feared the consequences if I didn’t. When I was finally undressed, Jan reached up and began tugging on my cock. The stranger had his hands all over Elle, but he and Jan were looking at each other. They continued talked as if nothing were happening.
“Jay here shared his fantasy with us the other day. That is why I called you. I know that your special talents will help us out here.”
“You have my interest. Tell me what you have in mind.”
“Jay has a lovely little wife, named Cindy. She is sexy, but it isn’t enough for him to just fuck her. He fantasizes about having her kidnapped and used.”
“Hmmm. Used? In what way?”
“Oh, once you have her, you can do what you want with her, isn’t that right Jay?” Here, she grabbed my balls, and began to squeeze. I grunted loudly, and said,
“Yes.”
“Good. I will need details. I won’t take any unnecessary risks. What does she look like?”
“Oh, we have a video of her. Jay loves to have people watch. Elle, flip on the video, will you?”
I stood there, with Jan pulling my cock, and this group of people watching me fuck my wife on video. The stranger took out his cock, and motioned for Elle to suck him. I was amazed at how large he was. He was really enjoying the video of my wife.
“Just wait til I get hold of her, she will know what it is like to bounce on a real dick.”
After the video, he questioned me for details about Cindy’s schedule, my schedule, and other things. It was like an inquisition, but finally I had answered all the questions to their satisfaction.
“Jay, I gotta tell you, I am going to love doing this to your wife. I have a plan in my head, and just need to see if it will work out. Just so you know, I have 3 friends who are going to help. They are going to be rough on her, and she will know that she has been used. This is gonna be a blast!”
Jan smiled at me, still pulling my cock. “Jay, dear, you don’t look like you are very happy about all this. It is your fantasy, after all. We are just going to make it happen. No matter, though, whether you like it or not, we are going to make it happen. So, enjoy it. Now get dressed, and go home.”
I was at home that night, when the phone rang. It was Jan.
“Hi, I just want to tell you what we came up with. It is perfect. Friday is the day.”
“That’s the day after tomorrow!”
“I know it. He doesn’t wait around. When Cindy leaves for work, the crew will wait until she is coming near the car in the driveway. They will pull up, block the driveway, and grab her, pulling her into the van. One of them will get out, get into the car, and drive off with it, following the van. You will take the baby to daycare, drop her off, and then meet up with us in the grocery store parking lot. You will get into the van, and one of us will get into your car, and take it home. The driver will drive around for awhile, disorienting Cindy, and bring her back to our house. We will bring her in through the back door, to the ‘guest room”, and begin our fun. Don’t fuck this up. Understand?”
I told her yes, and hung up. Cindy asked who was on the phone. Oh, my mom, just asking about the kids. She said hello.
“That was sweet,” she replied. “I’m going to bed. See you soon, right?”
“You know it!” I waited for her to go upstairs. I went into the bathroom, took out my cock, and masturbated. I was confused, but nevertheless, I was turned on.
Friday came around, and I was nervous as I could be. Cindy didn’t seem to notice, though, because she was running late. The two older kids had already left for the bus stop, and Cindy was trying to get out the door. She gave me a quick kiss, and turned. I called to her, “Have a nice day.” I was still unsure if this were really going to happen.
I quickly walked to the back window. As Cindy walked to her car, a white Ford van came forward. She didn’t seem to notice it. When it stopped, a guy got out. He said something to her, and she pointed down the street. He suddenly ran at her, and before she could do anything, punched her in the stomach. She doubled over, and he grabbed her. Another guy came from the van, and put something over her mouth, and a hood over her head. They quickly hauled her to the van, and closed the doors.
The first guy drove off with her car, and that was my signal to leave. Just then the phone rang, and it was Jan.
“Were you watching?”
“Yes, I was.”
“Bet your cock is hard. You need to get moving, and not hold things up. Our friend doesn’t like to be detained.”
I got the baby, loaded her into the car, took her to daycare, and dropped her off. I drove to the grocery store, and looked around for the van. Not finding it, I stopped, and waited in the farthest spot. Soon, the van pulled up. I got out, and swapped with the guy in the passenger side of the van. At the same time, the guy who had taken Cindy’s car got in behind me. I began to move to the back of the van, and that is when I first saw her.
There was Cindy, stretched out, still in her clothing. She was struggling, but the men had tied her tightly and securely enough that she would be able to get free. I took a seat in the back, and the guys all grinned at me. One, sitting in the floor next to Cindy, reached out and grabbed her tit through her blouse. I felt dizzy. That was the first time another guy had ever done that to my wife. He squeezed and enjoyed every moment of it.
Another guy handed me a pair of scissors, and motioned for me to cut off her clothing.
I squatted down, and began with her shirt. I was careful not to hurt her, although it was difficult with her thrashing around. The two guys in the back held her down, while the guy in the passenger seat video taped it all.
I managed to cut away her blouse only by totally destroying it. Then, I cut the straps to her bra. The two men pulled it away, and Cindy’s tits bounced into sight. The men quickly grabbed her tits, and began molesting them. They pulled her nipples, and made her scream through her gag. They squeezed them and twisted them. They were having fun. I was sitting there, watching, when one of the guys hit me on the shoulder, and motioned for me to finish the job.
I moved to her pants. I started at the waist band, and cut down to the cuff of each leg. Cindy had put on her sexiest underwear, and it looked even sexier with her tied up, and wearing nothing but a gag, blindfold, and her panties. I started to remove them, when the guy in front said…”Leave them.” I put the scissors down, and moved back to my seat, where I watched my poor wife being mauled.
We drove around for another fifteen minutes or so, then took the van back onto our street, and backed it into the driveway next door. The men opened the doors, and picked Cindy up, and hauled her through the sliding door at the back of the house. The setup was perfect. The van blocked the view from the side street, the van doors blocked the view from the front of the house, and the privacy fence on the other two sides
As I walked in behind Cindy and the guys, I followed them into the "guest room". It had been redecorated by hanging black plastic on the walls, to block out the light and disguise the room. I could see some hooks protruding from the walls to through the plastic. In the center of the room was a sort of padded table. It was thinner than a regular table, and slightly higher. It was made of sturdy wood, eye hooks on the sides and the legs.
On the end wall, closest to the door, was a video camera. There were also some digital camera's here and there. Obviously, as with everything else, this was going to be a production.
The men stood there, holding my struggling wife. I watched her tits bounce, especially when one or the other of them would reach up and antagonize her by pinching or pulling her nipple, or squeezing her tits. They kept this up until she began to scream hysterically into her gag. At this point, Jan and Elle's friend walked into the room from the hallway. He bounded over to Cindy, and grabbed her by the hair. Jerking her head back by her hair, he slapped her face hard. This shocked Cindy into stunned silence. It also caused my stomach to knot. For some reason, I had put it out of my mind that my lovely wife might get hurt. I started forward, but Jan grabbed my arm, and pulled me back.
"Use your head, Jay! You try anything, and these guys will beat the shit out of you." she whispered. "Then, they will rape her in front of you, and probably kill both of you. Play along, and it won't be so bad."
I heard the stranger talking to Cindy, quietly but menacingly..
"Young lady, listen to me. I have complete control of you. If you want to survive this ordeal, then you better do as I say. There will be no more of this trying to get away. If I have any more problems with you, I want you to think about this. We know where you live. We know, therefore, where your family lives...it will be just as easy for me to bring your family to you as it will be for me to take you back to your family. Do you understand?"
Cindy let out a muffled moan, and nodded. She seemed to go limp, and the men held her up.
"It is time to clean up a little bit. You men know what to do." The stranger turned, and approached the spot where I stood. He motioned for Jan and Elle and me to follow him into the hallway. There, he closed the door. We walked to the kitchen, where coffee was brewing.
"Coffee, Jay?" Elle asked, in a sweet tone.
"Uh, sure, I guess." It struck me as extremely odd that here I was, in a kitchen, about to have a cup of coffee, like I was gathering with friends, while my wife was nearly naked with a roomful of men who were doing things to her against her will. I had a hard time knowing what I was feeling.
"What are they doing to Cindy now?" I asked.
The stranger looked at me, with a smile on his face.
