Phaedre was pissed. She could not believe that Shawna had come, uninvited, to this party. She watched as she strolled through the room acting like she belonged there. There was a time when Phaedre liked the pretty 33-year-old woman. But that was back when Shawna was in her fun loving punk rock days and before she learned that she was teasing her husband, Brad.
Shawna was drinking a beer, talking to Brad and his buddies. Her long brown hair showed recent auburn highlights and hung almost to the 5'8" woman's waist. Her brown eyes locked onto those of Phaedre's husband. Phaedre couldn't help but notice Shawna's pretty face. Her perfect teeth making her smile even more inviting. She had an athletic, sexy body. Her pajama-style pants hid her otherwise firm ass, but her spaghetti strap, brown velvet top did nothing to hide her firm 38-D breast. Or her stiff nipples that protruded through the material of her blouse due to the lack of a bra.
Shawna was talking to Phaedre's husband, Brad. The burly marine with big strong shoulders, cute face and piercing blue eyes was a handsome man. There was no doubt that he found Shawna to be a desirable woman.
Brad and his three friends had just returned from a two-week exorcise. They returned late and were unable to go home and change. But knowing that they needed to be here they rushed over still wearing their camouflage fatigues.
Standing with him – all eyes on Shawna's jiggling breast, were his friends Paul, Larry and Richard.
Shawna knew Paul and Larry. Paul, and his wife Autumn, had been friends of Brad and Phaedre's for several years. Paul was a little taller than Brad. His light brown skin and facial features showed his father's African-American heritage. Shawna had always found him to be an attractive man.
Larry was a thin, average looking man with dark brown hair. He too was married. His pregnant wife, Lucy, was also here hanging out with the other wives.
Richard was the only single one of the four. He was as tall as Brad, with light brown hair and brown eyes. He was more muscular than Larry but did not equal the other two men.
Phaedre approached the other two wives. She was a very pretty woman. Like Shawna she had a tight, athletic body. Her curly hair, ranging from dark gold at the bottom to honey colored at the top, framed her pretty face. She was wearing glasses that accented her looks. She had an exotic look about her, a trait inherited from her Greek father, who had also dubbed her with the name "Phaedre", which he had first learned in a book on mythology.
She met up with Autumn and Lucy. Autumn was a cute woman with a sexy body and long brown hair and large firm breast.
Lucy was an attractive blond who showed every inch of her six months of pregnancy.
Autumn and Phaedre had more than one reason to be pissed at Shawna. First, she was obviously doing her best to tease their husbands, who were already coming off of a two-week absence from sex. This was made worse by the fact that the two women, who worked together as well as being best friends, also shared the same monthly menstrual cycle which had decided to pick today to kick in. And neither woman had planned to satisfy their husband's urges tonight. Something that would be more difficult after Shawna turned them on and sent them home with hard cocks.
Lucy wasn't about to have sex either. So she agreed with her friends that they had to do something to cool their husbands off before the party ended.
Then Phaedre had an idea.
"Why not satisfy the men and teach that bitch a lesson at the same time." She suggested.
She shared her idea and each of the other women, knowing that their husbands would willingly agree, soon decided that Phaedre's idea was a good one.
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Shawna followed Phaedre and Autumn downstairs. Phaedre had asked her if she needed a ride home. Shawna had planned on taking the bus, which is how she had arrived, but the offer of a ride was one she willingly accepted.
She had sensed something wrong with Phaedre's attitude earlier. She guessed correctly that her friend's wife was probably more than a little jealous of her teasing Brad and the others. But she was relieved when she came up to her later and began chatting.
Shawna knew that many of the women misjudged her on her appearance. Sure, she was a punker in her younger days, but she had outgrown much of that phase of her life. Still, she often felt that the other women considered her to be a slut, which was by no means the truth. Sure, Shawna liked to tease men, and she had been around, but "slut" was going too far.
Phaedre led her down a hall towards what she said was a rear entrance by a room where she had put her jacket. Not being very familiar with the place Shawna followed blindly. She was surprised when they entered a large room and she saw the four men, along with Autumn and Lucy, waiting.
"What's going on?" She asked, still unaware of what was in store for her.
Phaedre closed the door. "You've been teasing these poor men all night, we think you need to be punished for your actions and satisfy them so we don't have to."
"You're kidding, right?" Shawna asked, assuming this to be some kind of a sick practical joke.
"Not at all," Phaedre replied. "If you're going to act like a slut then you need to follow through with it. We can't let you send these men home hard and horny for you and leaving us to take care of what you caused."
"I'm leaving." Shawna said, turning to exit the room.
"Get her!" Phaedre yelled.
The four men grabbed Shawna, pulling her away from the door as the other three women watched. Shawna fought to escape, her hands and feet swinging and kicking wildly as the men wrestled with her.
Paula and Brad forced her arms behind her back and held them securely as Richard bound her hands together with a long zip-tie he had retrieved from his car. Even with her arms now trapped behind her Shawna still gallantly fought to free herself from the four uniformed men who were attacking her.
She cried out when Paul grabbed her long hair in his powerful hand and jerked her head back, pulling her off balance long enough for Brad to pull her feet out from under her. Now the men had Shawna trapped on the floor.
"Strip her!" Shawna heard Phaedre cry out as she wrestled under the grasp of the four men. Larry and Richard began pulling her pants down over her hips and down to her thighs.
"Shit, she's gone commando on us!" Larry proclaimed, seeing that Shawna was not wearing any panties.
The men pulled her pants off and forced her legs apart, exposing her well trimmed bush and pussy to everyone in the room.
Her velvet blouse was pulled up to her neck, uncovering her braless D-cup orbs. Rough hands began grabbing her ample bosom and probing between her legs as she continued to struggle.
"Let me go!" Shawna demanded.
"What's the matter, Shawna?" Phaedre asked her, "You don't want to send these men home with hard cocks do you?"
"You didn't mind flaunting those titties for them earlier tonight." Autumn added, getting into watching her husband and his friends as they groped and fondled the struggling woman.
"You've had your fun, now let me go." Shawna pleaded.
