Suzi – my ass whore wife – ch 4

Chapter 4


Things have been quiet around her for about a week but they’re about to get a whole lot more interesting. The Pure Michigan 400 is coming up this weekend and I’ve got tickets. I’m going to drive down and pick up John then we’re going to head over to MIS and make a weekend of it. There’s a shooting range nearby and we’ve reserved one of the private sections for half a day on Friday. Then, it’s beer and racing. Pure heaven.

Suzi will be back from Phoenix next Monday, then we get back to our normal schedule. Remember, shoot me a note if you want to come up and have a crack at her. I’m hoping some of you either caught the live broadcasts or have a subscription to get the playbacks because they were amazing. They hooked Suzi up with some freaky fantasy geek and gave him forty-eight hours with her. Everything was broadcast live and videotaped.

Let me go back a step and explain this. Last September, just about a year ago now, was when I put up the first of our three websites. It was just Suzi – calling herself Crystal – parading around in lingerie, masturbating, and doing live voice chats with guys for a couple of dollars a minute. The second website was her as Lexi and it was all latex and bondage gear and spankings with paddles and lightweight floggers. You know, those ones with a bunch of soft leather straps that raise the blood to the surface of the skin but don’t really hurt? It was pretty popular but I’m just not into that stuff, so we didn’t put up much new stuff and it just kind of petered out.

The third time was the charm. By then, we’d established a pretty good stable of guys who were willing to be taped fucking my wife’s ass and have it sold on the website. There were over a dozen guys. White, black. Latino, Asians, all pretty good looking and all pretty well hung. I think part of the kick for them was showing off their package. I put my wife out there as Alexa the Ass Whore and membership and revenue shot way up. It was perfect, I was “between jobs” and I was only bringing in a couple of hundred a week pimping her out at bars. The third week the website was up, we broke a thousand dollars in memberships and there was no end in sight.

Then I lost my camera and sound guys. I tried it myself but the work was shit. I thought about going off to hire some new guys but by then, we were getting more offers to travel — this was before the California and Germany trips. So, that one trickled off too. I listed all three of them for sale on some of the adults sites but didn’t get any takers.

Until about May. A couple of Australians living in Arizona made me an offer and I went for it. I was stupid enough not to sign up for a percentage, I was pretty sure the sites were dead so I settled for a couple of thousand dollars to turn over the websites and all the pictures and movies.

Late in July, the contacted me again asking for more content. I sent them a few videos I’d taken and about a gig of photos. They didn’t want the photos, they were all about live action. So, they made me an offer. They’d fly Suzi down to Phoenix and record for ten days for a flat rate of five-thousand dollars plus expenses. We negotiated a bit. On my side, I set
boundaries like: no piercings, no tattoos, no blood, no broken bones, and no kids. They agreed quickly and outlined their own set of boundaries. I had to accept that they might do any of a list of things to my wife and I wasn’t to press charges or otherwise object. It was quite a list and really opened my eyes up to what they wanted to do with the website. If I recall, the list included gangbangs, caning, whipping, girl-girl, enemas, head shaving, stretching both holes with whatever they could think of, and some lighter weight stuff like hard bondage and electricity. I told them that, other than stretching her asshole out, we were OK. I wanted complete control of her asshole and they were OK with that.

They sent me bits of video the first few days so I could get a feel for where they were going. They took a lot of shots for the Crystal site and had her record some sexy bits they could sell and let guys jerk off to. The second and third days were all dedicated to the Alexa site. Karl was very proud of his organizing skills and sent me their shooting schedule. He’d hired three different pairs of camera-and-sound guys to work in rotation. His goal was a little over forty hours of footage in two days. If they stayed on schedule, my wife’s ass was pounded nonstop by an average of six guys an hour. If my math’s right, that’s over two hundred guys in 2 days. I laughed, Karl was exaggerating or outright lying. Even Alexa – the blond earth mother from California with the big titties and an endless hunger for humiliation and anal sex – couldn’t handle that.

The Big Event was going to broadcast live and videotaped for forty-eight hours on Wednesday and Thursday, beginning exactly at midnight Wednesday morning. It was a little crazy too because that meant – if they’d stayed on schedule – Suzi would have had less than eight hours sleep in the last two days. I took in a movie on Tuesday night but couldn’t focus on it. I went down to the bar for a few beers, ran into Ed and Joey, talked about my wife’s trip to Phoenix, had some burgers. I told them about the webcast that was starting tonight and they nearly crapped.

“You just put her on a plane and turned her over to these pervs?” Joey asked shocked. “Fuuuck!”

“They’re not total strangers, they bought the fucking website, I mean, I’ve talked with them, we met face to face,” I said, a little angry, and I have to admit, maybe a little nervous. I mean, I’d done a police check through my buddy Dave and nothing showed up on either of them.

“She’ll do pretty much anything for you, won’t she?” Ed said in awe. I just nodded and finished my beer.

“You guys want to come to my place and watch?”

Joey laughed. “What, a fucking circle-jerk?”

“Yeah,” Ed laughed. “I don’t think so. I’ll watch from the privacy of my own bedroom, thanks.”

We finished our beers and each headed on our way.

When I got home, there was an email with a PDF attached from Karl. It was an outline of what this geek wanted them to shoot. Twenty-two pages. I opened a Bud and sat down to read it. It was the scenario for the live action shoot and it was fucking twisted. If they put up even half of the scenery to shoot this thing the way it was written, they’d have to have a whole hell of a lot of viewers and subscribers to make their money back. They were really banking on Suzi in a big way.

I read his letter and found out I was wrong. The geek making the movie was putting up a ton of money. His name was David and he’d made a ton of cash in the stock market. He wrote this story years ago and now finally had he money to film it. He’d found an old sound stage, bought it and had it reworked to fit his story. He set up dozens of camera and a control room from which Karl and his team could select which shots went out into the live feed. Everything was recorded. I laughed at that. If Karl and his buddy were any good, they could recut and splice the different angles over and over and keep selling the same shoot for the next twenty years.