Adulteress’ Punishment – Part 3

*****Disclaimer: This story is one of my darker ones, with strong non-consent themes. It’s also just a fantasy, and the acts in this story I do not condone or support in real life. That’s why this is just a fantasy! Now that that’s out of the way, I hope you enjoy…*****

Miranda was a beautiful, slender brunette with hair the color of raven feathers, smoky eyes, and a delicately chiseled, almost regal face. She was a girl men would fight over. Curved and athletic, her pout-prone face managed to give off an innocence on the surface with naughtier promises simmering just underneath. Until recently, she’d been married to the love of her life, Jake Shaw, and life had been, well…perfect. But despite their supposedly idyllic lifestyle, Jake’s long, frequent business trips overseas had taken their toll, and the couple had grown apart.

Miranda had gradually grown fond of her bodyguard, Matthew…and one thing had led to another. Finding out about the affair had enraged Jake. He’d recorded one of Miranda’s illicit sexual romps with Matthew, and the betrayal —coming at a time when the couple was actively trying to get pregnant—had sent Jake over the edge. Her once loving husband had now kidnapped Miranda, bound her naked in a shipping container, and hired five men to rape her.

That was the horrifying ordeal Miranda struggled with on this Friday night, on a secluded dock, isolated from anyone who might help. And to make matters worse, Jake had left only to return carrying the unconscious figure of Matthew…

Miranda’s eyes snuck a glance Matthew’s way, but her tormentors were keeping her busy. Radic, a Russian with barbed-wire tattoos around his bulging biceps, was spearing his manhood into her gaping cunt from behind, one hand fisted in her hair, growling as he fucked her.

“Uhh… uh… UH! Your cunt is nice and wet for my cock, bitch. You love being raped, don’t you?” He tugged on her hair, drawing a sharp gasp of pain as she threw her hips back to meet his penetrations.

“Y-yes Master. I-I love being raped,” she said submissively.

Meanwhile Felipe, a handsome Spaniard with less rugged features, gently slapped her in the face as he saw her gaze slide in the direction of her helpless bodyguard.

“Look at me, slut. Until Radic comes in your worthless pussy, you can make yourself useful and suck my balls. Now what do you say? Call me Master!”

Miranda groaned. “Yes Master, whatever y-you wish,” she replied. With her hands bound behind her back, she could only lap at Felipe’s sweaty sac and feel Radic’s shaft stabbing through her pussy like a knife.

“Are you going to CUM in that little whore or what?” Viktor, one of the men who hadn’t yet had the chance to do more than fondle Miranda’s young body and kiss her, was clearly becoming impatient.

“Hold on,” Radic grunted. “I want to look in this slut’s eyes when I gush inside her twat.” He pulled out, flipping her over, and slammed her down on the bed. Felipe scuttled up the bed to give the girl plenty of room as Radic spread her legs and re-positioned his cock between her delicate, petal-like labia. “Back in we go, bitch.” He grunted as his shaft lanced into her slick folds. Her cunt was already tainted with the cum of two of her captors, so her slippery, cum-coated sex easily accepted Radic’s thrusting shaft as he gripped her by the throat with one hand and fondled her medium-sized tits with the other.

“Uhhh!!! Almost there, little bitch. You feel me swelling inside you?”

Miranda could feel it. She moaned, her breasts shaking with the force of the Russian’s ruthless fucks. Suddenly she saw Felipe’s testicles swaying above her face.

“Did I say you could stop sucking my balls, slut? Keep at it!”

“Y-yes Master,” Miranda whimpered. She stuck her tongue out as the sweaty sac descended to her lips. She sucked in one of his balls, fervently suckling even as she felt her pussy getting pounded harder than ever before. Then she felt it—thick spurts of cum bathing the insides of her snatch as Radic growled his release.

“UUuuhhhh!!! Deep in your pussy, bitch. So fucking deep…feel it in your womb!” Little did Radic or the girl realize at the time, but the muscle-bound Russian had just impregnated the helpless girl with his child.