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By *ralbisw OP Man over a year ago

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'Where the fuck is my money? Seriously, what have you done with it?' He'd got home to find her sulking in the corner chair. Apparently, she couldn't find the money they had saved up for the furniture she wanted. He last saw it in her hand and she said she'd moved it somewhere safe.

'Baby, I don't know what's happened. You saw the money too. It's not my fault.' She said as she started to cry.

He wasn't having any of this bullshit. 'Don't start that shit, I don't give a fuck. You had the money, said it was safe, now where is it?' He grabbed her by the hair and turned her head so she had to look at him, in the eyes, instead of sitting there like a naughty school girl.

'Please baby, don't do this to me, not again.' She begged, fearing a beating was coming her way, the same as the last time she fucked up with his money. That time he got really mad with her, slapped her to the floor and even kicked her. He felt bad about it after, but not that bad. The bitch enjoyed it anyway, at least if the way she sucked his cock after was anything to go by.

He grabbed her chin forcefully, squeezing so her mouth crunched up and opened. 'All you talk is shit you dumb fucking cunt. I work, hard, come home and what? You've lost the fucking money. Where is it?' The anger was real, visceral, he was pissed off and not in the mood for sob stories or tears. He wiped her eyes roughly and told her that any more of that and he'd give her something to cry about.

'I, I'm sorry baby.' She whimpered, holding back her sobs. 'I don't want to let you down, it, it, wasn't my fault.

'Save it you idiot.' He pulled at her hair. 'Get up, get the fuck up. Over here. Quickly. Fucking do it.' He literally dragged her to the counter, where the money was. 'Get on your fucking knees.' He shouted as he forced her down hard by the hair.

'Argh, baby, you are hurting me, please don't do this.'

'Fuck you Joni, fuck your stupid cunt pain, I want my fucking money. Where the fuck is it?' He made her, on her knees, dress up around her big round ass, look in those drawers, inspect every inch. He started pulling things out and throwing them. He threw a book at her.

She really could not find the money. She so badly wanted to, to make him happy again, to show him she loved him and was sorry. But he was not in the mood for anything she had to say.

He grabbed her by the left arm and just dragged her, kicking, scrambling to keep up with him, to the spare room. He looked at her with hate in his eyes at that moment. He spat at her face, got really close to her, she could see his muscles tensing and his gaze a horrible expression. Fear rattled through her body, she started to shake.

'You fucking scared are you? Huh? Dumb cunt. Look at you. You are a fucking disgrace.'

'Please leave me alone.' She had no power in her words, no conviction. She knew the drill. Better to let him get it over with than to resist. He started slapping her, harder and harder, across her face. It was so pretty. It pissed him off that he had to behave like this and that angered him more, made him want to hit her harder.

'You make me do this, why?' He shouted. 'You wind me up, every fucking day. Do you like this? You fucking like it.' He said as he kicked her shoulder to force her to the ground. He stood over her, spat again on her face. 'Where is my fucking money?'

He moved away and instructed her to search the wardrobe. He was impatient and started pulling at the clothes inside, falling, as they were, on her. She was covered in shirts, scarfs, belts. He grabbed a belt and as she desperately got to her knees to search, he whacked her across the back 'hurry up, hurry the fuck up.'

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By *ralbisw OP Man over a year ago

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It was no lie that he had problems with himself. He knew beating her turned him on, a mix of violence and sex. As much as he said she deserved, needed it even, he needed it, the release. He felt his cock harden in his tight jeans.

'So no money huh?'

'N...no, I can't find it.' She said meekly, ashamedly.

Then you will have to pay for this. Fucking dumb cunt. You will pay. He grabbed her ankles and pulled her across the floor, through the door way and back to the living room. Her dress was now above her waist. He looked between her thighs and saw her pussy through her skimpy panties. 'Are you fucking wet?' He screamed. Seriously, you are one sick fucking bitch. Get the fuck up.

She scrambled to her feet and he launched at her neck, waking her dangerously quickly, she backwards, to the wall. He pushed her up hard and forced a hand into he knickers.

'You are a fucking whore. Look at you!!' He pressed into her and she could feel the bulge in his pants.

She thought best to just touch him there, calm him. Yes, she was wet. She looked at the power in his eyes and felt the tension in his body up against hers.

'What are you doing?' He moved her hand and slapped across her face hard. 'I will tell you when you can touch that.' He stepped back and slapped her again, spitting as his did on her chest, on her top.

'Please baby, let me relax you. I am so sorry for this. Let me touch you, make you cum.' Her eyes were soft and warm, she had given up her rights to fight back, she let him have her completely. Now, all she wanted was to take out his thick cock, make it hard for him and let him release his anger on her pussy.

'You are fucking mad. You think you can trick me into fucking you? You worthless asshole, I am not fucking you now. You fucking owe me. I want my money. How the fuck will you get my money by fucking me? Huh? You think you are worth paying? You are not worth shit. Fuck you.'

She burst into tears. She felt herself collapse against the wall and slip to her ass, sitting there, useless, hopeless. It angered him as her false shows of emotion always do. He put his foot on her head and forcibly guided it to the floor, leaving her no choice but to lay out almost straight. He held it there, pressing her into the ground. Next, he knelt and started slapping her face again. He liked doing that.

'You've gone one step too far this time. You won't get away with this. What is this shit with losing my money? Are you stealing from me you bitch?' He said menacingly.

'No baby, please, I am sorry.' She begged him to leave her alone, take her pussy instead. 'Please fuck me, hurt me baby, hurt my pussy. I know I am stupid. You are right, I am worthless. I need you. Please hurt my pussy. Fuck me however you like.'

'Shut your dirty cunt of a mouth.' He ordered. But ideas were coming. Bad ones, very bad ideas. He was a sick sonofabitch, but so far had never taken it beyond the confines of the house in which they lived.

She noticed the strange expression come over his face, like he was imspired, happy almost. It frightened the shit out of her. Last time, it involved having her pussy stuffed with a huge object as he forced his cock up her tight ass. That hurt her a lot, she would have preferred a beating to that pain.

'Baby, please, not again, please don't hurt me like you did before.'

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By *ralbisw OP Man over a year ago

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'You what? You think you decide do you? He was pissed off big style with her complaining. He punched her this time, in the mouth, not hard, but enough to make her lower lip bleed a little.

In a rage he ripped at her clothes, tearing them off her hot body. He grabbed her tits and pulled on her nipples, slapped her ass, hit her with her shoes. She was naked being led back into the spare room. 'Put on those leather pants and a short top.' He ordered. 'Do it quickly, fucking hurry up.'

She did it, wondering why she had to dress like that as he didn't want to fuck her, but she knew those pants turned him on.

Her make up was a mess. Perfect. He pulled the band from her hair. It hurt the way he did it, like he had no respect for her. 'Get another. Make pigtails.'

She did her hair in seconds. He ordered her to wear high heels, knowing she could not walk far in them. It made her look cheap. She was cheap today. She was in debt, worthless. A useless cunt.

He moved around the flat collecting up his stuff: keys, wallet, phone. Once ready, he told her to get her bag. She did as was instructed. Then, he held her hand gently and told her to be a good girl as they were going out.

She did not know whether it was now over, he had had a change of heart. But she knew him better and it frightened her immensely. Something bad was going to happen to her, she just knew it.

In the elevator, he pulled down her top, revealing one of her lovely, light brown tits. He made her nipple hard. They reached the ground floor and she went to tuck it away.

'Who told you to do that?' He smirked.

'But we are going outside.'

'I don't care what you think idiot. Just leave it as I want it. I want you tit out, so it stays out.' He barked this order as he pulled her along out of the lift. She was so self-conscious, nervous, felt exposed.

They got out into the bright sunlight of the afternoon. There were a few people wandering by, but no one seemed to notice the slut with her tit hanging out get into the passenger seat, or rather be pushed into the seat, of the white Jeep.

He knew the white men liked to hang out around the beach area, so he headed there. He wanted white men because they are more liberal with their sex lives and, he felt, more likely to have money to pay for his slut, desperate as many were, going without sex for a long time. Men in from ships, army guys on a day's rest, plant workers, businessmen. Yes, plenty of men who will pay a small amount to use this bitch.

She was afraid to ask even where they were going. She just sat there, frightened, tired, in shock really, unable to focus. But she felt a tingle in her legs. He was an arsehole, but somehow it always turned her on. Even her memories of the ass-fucking make her wet, as painful as it was.

'You are going to earn some money now, do you hear me?' He looked across at her, decided to get her other tit out, pulled her top right down.

'How? I don't have a job baby.' She muttered.

'Did you not hear me? I said you are going to make that money back.'

'What do you want from me? You are scaring me now.' Her voice was becoming irritated. She even raised her tone, like she was getting fed up and felt that a fight back was needed.

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By *ralbisw OP Man over a year ago

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He jammed on the breaks, got out, went to her side. 'Get the fuck out.' He screamed.

She felt her head jerk sharply, causing her pain. She was out of the car, dragged out like a ragdoll. 'Does he not care about me at all?' She thought.

A passerby was approaching. He was an old white man, about 60, wearing shorts and a blue vest. As he got close, he caught a glimpse of Joni, looking disheveled and baring her little breasts to the world. He was distracted. 'Look at that old pervert staring at your tits. If I were in the wrong mood, I'd knock the cunt out. But not today hahahahaha.' He laughed in her face. It terrified her. 'Hey, come over here. I can see you staring. Get a good look.'

The old man was hesitant. But as with all men, he followed his cock. He approached Joni and her husband pushed her into him. 'Have a feel you old cunt, go on.' The man cautiously touched her right breast. It was soft and warm in his hand. She was young he thought, how long since he'd touched such a woman?

'Put your hand down his shorts.' The husband barked.

Joni was too embarrassed, too ashamed. But she did as she was told. She felt her way into his shorts and felt a little dick in there. That made it worse. She was only turned on by bigger cocks. She hated being fucked by little guys.

'Get on your knees and suck it.'

She took it out squeamishly. It reminded her of an old lover, if you could call him that. He too had a tiny willy, pointless, cumless. But she started sucking the little thing until it stiffened in her mouth. Regardless of the size, she couldn't help but enjoy that feeling. Her husband forced her face all the way to his balls, holding her there, as if she choke anyway, on this small dick.

The old man clearly hadn't been getting much and the whole thrill of it had him moaning in minutes. He shot his load unexpectedly in Joni's mouth. It was not a lot of cum, nothing for her chin, to dribble on her tits. She just swallowed it and tried to get up.

'You fucking whore. And you, now fuck off.' He spoke to the old man with the respect he had for Joni - none. 'Get back in the car you dirty piece of shit, and wipe your mouth.'

She got in silently. She had been slapped, punched, laughed at, spat on, and now forced to suck cock on the side of the road in broad daylight. But she knew it would only get worse.

'Fuck you. That one was for free. Now you make me some money, do you understand?' As he asked, he punched her again, this time just for the sake of it.

As the car returned to the beach road, he looked at her and said 'you know this is for your own good, don't you?' He couldn't help but pity the woman, sitting there, with a bruise on her cheek and a dried cut on her lower lip.

'Yes, I am sorry. Do what you want, I don't care now.' Her voice was empty, nothing but the words, no tone, no extra meaning.

'Don't be so hard on yourself. You will have a good time making that money back. Sorry for the bruise, but sometimes I just want to hit you baby.' He wasn't sorry, just warming her up. 'Put your hand between your legs, rub yourself a little for me. You just made him cum, what about you?'

That's what she had first loved about him, that he always cared about her sexual wellbeing. He made her cum like no one before. She remembered those days every time he became abusive. Her hand slipped into her panties and she was surprised to find the cotton moist. The outer lips of her cunt were damp to the touch and she found her way inside a little and then up to her clit.

He watched from the corner of his eye, cruel thoughts forming in his sickening mind. He noticed her breathing and knew she was close to cumming.

'Get you hand out of your cunt. Stop that now. Fucking bitch. You think this is a game?' He jammed the breaks, not to stop, but to jolt her forwards in the seat.

Joni panicked and removed her hand immediately. 'But you...' Her sentence remained incomplete as he flicked his hand across the car and caught her just bellow the left eye. He repeated but firmer, he was hitting her face now. 'Fucking cunt rubbing slut. You make me my money before you pull shit like that again.'

The trembling was obvious, but she was horny. Joni was a mess, emotionally feeling drained, in pain, and now squirming at the top of her thighs.

'I am going to make you suck dick. Do you understand? You will suck who I say, when I say.' He also told her that this was what she owed him, to humiliate herself, to disgrace herself in a public place all for money. Just to repay him some cash that she probably hadn't lost anyway.

'Oh my god.' She thought. Images came into her head, of what he'd just made her do, of what she was going to have to do. All she wanted at that moment was to go home and hide from the world. But the taste of cum was still fresh in her mouth and she could not deny it - her pussy was still damp, wet almost. She closed her eyes and tried to let herself go completely. Surrender was her best and safest course of action.

The truth was that Joni couldn't win. He was frustrated when she cried, when she tried to defend herself. Now, increasingly, he was pissed off with her sudden calm. 'The bitch is enjoying this. Fucking whore creates these situations, acting all dumb and innocent all the time, like she doesn't have a clue what's going on. Fucking tart winds me up.' With that thought, he sped up, weaving in and out of traffic, almost hitting the car less brave that wanted to actually stop at the amber lights.

The green light came and he turned left, past the hotel and swung into the car park. He leapt out, walked around to the passenger door, opening it wide as a hand lurched in and dragged the limp woman out by the hair.

She would not show her pain, neither her discomfort. She would remain calm, accepting of whatever was coming her way. And a lot was coming, her way.

'You're a mess, look at you!' He looked at her as he spoke. Her make up was smudged around her eyes, lipstick all over her cheeks and spread up to her nose and down her chin. There were small white stains around her mouth from the old man's cum. Her top was stretched and loose, tits still half out. And those leather pants, the kind a girl wears when she wants to get laid, just added to the slut-like appearance she had. The heels were too high for her, bought for his pleasure in the bedroom, not for walks along the beachside.

He led her to the side of a small hotel, one with a bar attached, where expats, mostly white males, came to drink and eat. There were people wandering around, but not so many ventured this side. It was perfect. He didn't want to get caught by the police any more than she did. But with adrenaline flowing and lost in his own violence, he was going through with this. He was going to disgrace this wife of his once and for all.

He pushed her up against a wall, pulled her leather pants down to the bottom of her ass, her luscious cheeks, plump, sticking out a good few inches from her still clad thighs. He turned her 'face the wall.'

She faced the wall. Her hands were placed for her, up high and outstretched. She liked to be put in submissive positions, enjoyed it, so she closed her eyes and tried to forget that she was outside, in the late afternoon.

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By *ralbisw OP Man over a year ago

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He saw a group of four men returning to their cars, laughing and mouthing off at each other, probably a bit d*unk after the late lunchtime beer they'd consumed. He called out 'lads, over here. 'See this girl?' They all looked, a bit shocked, but pleasantly surprised. 'She needs some cash and wants to know if you guys will pay 15 each to cum on her.'

Two stepped forward, one saying 'you for real mate?' The other 'is this some set up? What the fuck's she doing out here like that?'

'Don't worry, it's all good mate.' Her husband said. 'Have a little squeeze, you'll see she's alright. Fantasy shit, know what I mean?'

The four grouped together, should they? Fuck it, why not. The two who'd done the talking approached her. 'Alright darling, let's have a look at you.' One said as she felt two pairs of hands begin to grope her breast and her ass.

'Come on then, give us the cash, it's 60 for the lot of you.' Said the husband to the other two. They were well-built, looked like they worked in Oil and Gas, probably engineers, back from a desert stint. The money was handed over. Sixty rials is fuck all to these guys for a bit of random fun like this.

One by one they took out their dicks. Three of them were the average types. But one, he had a pretty damned big dick. 'Yes boys, use this whore. But no fucking her.' The husband demanded. 'She wants it all over her, don't you?' He held his wife's neck, turned her, and made her look, one by one, at the four hard cocks before her eyes.

'You like that one, you dirty little cunt.' He whispered in her ear, making her focus on the thick, long cock closest to her. 'Get on your knees and suck it. Earn your fucking money, lazy little slut.' He pushed down, but needn't have bothered as she slumped to her knees almost voluntarily. Staring at the guy, now wanking an inch from her pretty face, she reached out a hand and put her fingers around it.

'Fuck man, she's a right little whore.' One of the guys said to the other two, hoping he'd get those juicy lips around his cock next.

'Come on, we haven't got all day, suck that fucking cock.' Her husband had grabbed her head and was making her choke on the stranger's huge shaft. She tried to cough, spit dripping down her throat, but he shoved her head back, and pulled it forth, back and forth, making her hard fuck him with her dirty mouth.

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By *ralbisw OP Man over a year ago

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'Arrrghhh, arrrrghhhh, shiiiiit.' Moaned the stranger, feeling his cock sinking in to her throat. The husband pulled her off him, left him wanking like crazy. She felt it like a shower, hot cum shot out of his cock and landed on her chin, lips, and all down her neck and tits, on her nipples, hardened by the treatment she was receiving.

Then from the side she saw another dick appear, rubbing against her cheek. He too let out a moan, more aggressive, more forced, than the last, and emptied himself on her face.

Not one of them, husband included, had noticed the small crowd that had gathered just behind them. There were about six or seven others guys, all expats from one place or another, standing and staring at this woman, on her knees, being covered in cum. One in particular already had his hand in his pocket and was fondling himself, getting hard quickly. Two were laughing. And there was a couple of guys with a girl.

'How could she do that? This is sick.' She said to her friends.

'Nah, it's fuckin' hot.' Said one of the guys, also feeling aroused. 'Do you reckon I can join in? He said cheekily to the girl. She was trying to be offended, but in reality what she was witnessing was turning her on too.

Joni had cleaned them all out, four guys had paid sixty rials to grope, wank over, and cum on her. She'd sucked one of them, and was now quickly becoming a sticky little whore. They'd pulled her top right down and her ass was still exposed, pants now down to her knees.

'Good girl Joni. It looks like you are learning. You liked that big cock, didn't you?' Her husband was on a roll, king of his own show, demanding, directing, and making money.

'Ye.., yes. I liked his big cock.' She said, assuming that's what she should say, but knowing anyway that she did indeed like the feeling of a thick penis in her mouth. He knew that anyway as she always loved to suck him off.

Her husband had rounded up eight more men now, from the initial crowd to others who were milling around. They'd all paid their money, totaled one hundred and eighty now. Men had encircled her, she'd received three more loads on her chest and belly and one guy had dripped all over her leather pants.

The last two of this second lot of guys moved in to her face. They were braver, perhaps due to the men who'd gone before, or the fact that this bitch was still on her knees.

'You're a nasty little fucker you are.' The taller one said, slapping his cock against her forehead. 'Look at you, it's fucking disgusting.' He was somewhat angered by her. Angry and becoming more aggressive, he grabbed her head and made her suck him. 'Suck it bitch. Ah, yeah, that's right.' His head leaned back, forgetting the shame inside that was making him show aggression to her.

Next to him, his mate was more relaxed. He'd leaned in to grab her tits, not so easy since the cum coating, but he found a spot to touch, under her left tit, he cupped it and wanked with his other hand. He liked tits, and hers especially.

'Yeah, fuck, oh my god.' He stood, stepped back and shot an enormous load over those sexy boobs.

'You're gonna drink my cum you fucking slut.' Said the nasty guy as he too unloaded sperm. Her mouth filled, she almost choked as it hit the back of her throat.

The husband felt it time to get moving. He'd made a decent amount here, but too many people were beginning to walk past and a larger crowd would draw the wrong attention.

'Get up. Get up!' He yelled at Joni, yanking her to her feet. He couldn't help a quick parade of the whore for the guys still standing by. Three or four hadn't paid, but were clearly enjoying the show. 'Follow me you lot.' He ordered. They listened. Who wouldn't with a cock bulging in their pants and a defenseless whore to use?

He pulled up her pants just enough as not to be obvious and pulled her top to cover her cum soaked breasts. They walked off, followed by the four men.

Joni felt nothing. She had long stopped caring what people were thinking or whether she was in danger. What could she do anyway? Isn't that how she liked it? To feel powerless and overcome? Well, she's certainly been cum all over.

As they followed, the short, stockier one of the four was getting excited. 'This guy is nuts, whoever the fuck he is, and what's this bitch doing this for? The pair of them are fucking mad.' He went on to tell his mates that they should just fuck her, the guy won't care, probably join in 'hahahaha.' He laughed at the prospect of gangbanging the whore with the three others.

'Right, get over there, on your knees.' The husband demanded as they reached the now-closed-down beach café at the end of a row of coffee shops and restaurants. It was wide open, but quiet at this time of day.

Joni got on her knees again, facing away from the men. She was tired and leaned on her elbows, exposing her pussy to them all.

'Fuck it, I am in.' The stocky guy already had his cock out, got behind her, and stuck it straight in her pussy. She felt a sharp pain as his thick dick stretched at her lips forcefully, getting deep too quickly. But her 'ouch' remained silent for fear of more slaps to her face. Another guy got in front and told her to open her mouth. The pair of them were getting rough, grabbing at her and abusing her face and cunt.

'Damned, I said no fucking.' Thought the husband. 'But bollocks, let 'em fuck her.' Was his second thought. 'Go on then, don't just stand there.' He issued these words to the other two just wanking in the background.

Joni was in a bit of pain, he was fucking her way too hard, stretching her little cunt with each manic thrust, feeling her hair pulled by the guy in her mouth. The other two started abusing her verbally.

'You dirty little wench, you want that.'

'Fucking whore.'

One spat on her and pushed the guy fucking her off. 'Gimmie a go you greedy bastard.'

He took her ass immediately, just stuck it in her tight hole. This time she let out an audible gasp and 'arrrgghhh.'

'Hahaha, hurts does it you slut? Thought a girl like you would like your asshole fucked.'

The husband joined in. 'Yeah, she does. You do don't you?' He made her agree as he slapped her face and told her to hurry up with the sucking.

In her asshole, she suddenly felt wet. He had shot a load inside her, it dripped out and onto her thighs. 'Fuck, that was good.' He said as he stumbled back making room for the big guy again. He rammed his cock back in her cunt, close to cumming now. He pounded her like a piece of meat, grunting, sweating and cursing shit at her. She was struggling to take it, but just kept her cool and let the pain sweep over her, making her tingle and tremble. 'Mother fucker, fuck.' He pulled out and shot his cream over her wide ass and back, fucking huge streams of cum hit her body. She felt that warm feeling she likes so much when her husband does it to her.

Two more loads came her way, both on her hair and shoulders, upper back.

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'Shit man, that was crazy.' One of the guys said. They were nervous now and got their jeans back up, hustling away from the scene. 'Yeah, fuck off now you're done, not so tough anymore.' The husband shouted after them.

'Pussies, fuck and run.' He said to Joni, warm for the first time since he'd seen her this afternoon. But his mood soon returned to the job. 'Get up, get over here.'

She got up from the floor, her hand landing in cum as she pushed herself up. He made her finger some cum from her body and taste it. She ate the cum and said 'thank you' for the treat. Her shame was returning as her pussy began to calm after the intense fucking it had received. She felt dirty, used, wasted, on these random men she had been made to take. They just used her, like she was nothing.

But she loved her husband, even if just for that sentiment 'they fuck you and run.' She loved that he never ran. He was an asshole for sure. But he was always there for her. Before she met him, she'd been around a bit and was not shy of her dirty nature. She was just upset at the lack of respect men show to sluts. All she wanted was a thank you or a bloody orgasm.

'I am sorry about the money.' She whimpered, trying to hold him.

'Shut it. Just enjoy yourself. You think I am doing this for me?' He quizzed. 'Isn't this how you feel about yourself, what you want?'

'It's ok, do with me as you please. I promised I was yours and if this is what you want, then it's ok. Just don't leave me alone.'

He knew her fantasies, but was not sure he could fulfill them. Like the rest they had discovered together, he needed the rage, the anger, to do this shit to her. It was hard for him to know what she wanted inside. And equally hard to accept that he liked seeing her used like this.

'Ok, enough talking. I want my money.'

Keeping one step ahead of potential trouble, he dragged her off to another location. This time, they moved away from the beach to some wasteland behind. Totally exposed, but large enough not to attract too much attention, he saw some guys playing football. He took her arms behind her back and marched her to the edge of their makeshift pitch. They just stood there, her pants up, but open and top ruffled, but just covering her sticky tits.

'Look at those men Joni.' She did as she was told. They were all quite fit from the sport they did. Some of them were actually attractive to her. 'Which one do you want first?' He asked.

'Er, I don't, I don't know.' She was frightened as she knew he hated her having thoughts of other men. Better he decides and she just takes it.

'Tell me you lying slut.' Angered at her indecision, he slapped her.

'Him then.' She said, pointing to a lean-looking guy with blonde hair and a good tan. He was running down the wing, fast-paced and agile.

'Oi, oi.' Her husband called in his direction a moment after he crossed the ball towards the goal.

'Yeah?' The man replied. He noticed this guy at the edge of the pitch, with this tasty looking woman. But something wasn't right.

'Tell him you want him to fuck you.' Joni heard her husband say this and almost died. She was not confident to ask for what she wanted. You literally had to drag things out of her usually.

'Hi, what's the matter?' He spoke with a clear British Accent. He was very good-looking and confident. But seemed somewhat on edge approaching the pair.

'I want you to fuck me.' She just said it, the words came out. No emotion, nothing. 'I want you to fuck me.' She said it again.

'Hahaha, well, I am flattered, but...' His sentence trailed off as he heard:

'Mate just fuck her. The rest can watch. Seriously, she wants it. But you'll have to give her 15 rials. She wants to make some money today.' The husband spoke in a false friendly tone, appealing to this handsome chap to do what he was being instructed to do. 'Fuck her properly. She'll love it, won't you?'

'Yes, I will love it.' She was obedient now, happy almost, relaxed about the dream that was slowly coming true this afternoon and now early evening.

To help the guy along, he pulled down his wife's leather pants one more time, slapped her ass for her, fingered her a bit. She stood motionless. He told her to get on her knees. She did it. He held her hair tight, got down and told her that before she could leave, all these guys would cum on her.

Thirteen more were required to make the target of 450 rials. There were 22 men, so it should be easy. How many men, in their dark pervy expressions of themselves, wouldn't want this whore? She was after all very sexy and desirable to men.

'You know what, I will do it. She is damned hot anyway.' The blonde guy said to her, talking down to her face but as though she had no say in the matter. By now the rest of the players had abandoned the ball to see what was going on. They saw their teammate or opponent taking out his cock. Joni must have had an eye for big dicks. Had she noticed a bulge in his shorts as he ran down the wing minutes before?

He took out a very long and very thick cock. He asked her to touch it. She felt him get to full hardness in her cute little hand. She felt around it, on her knees, him before her. It was huge, heavy in her palm. She wanked him and looked at it, imagining the pain she was soon to feel between her legs, in her hot pussy.

'Lay on your back. Open your legs for me.' He told her. She listened and responded, turning over and holding up her legs wide for his massive dick.

By now, at least 5 guys were either openly wanking or touching themselves through their shorts. Joni's eyes surveyed the scene. 'What am I doing? It was just a fantasy.' She thought, denying that she was actually amazingly turned on by now.

Her husband was collecting money. 'It's simple, gimmie 15 rials and you can touch her, get a bit of a suck, and cum on her. No fucking, only him.' There was a lot of chatter and some criticism. But then as with men, the money came as the other 17 already had that day.

'You want my cock?' He was a talker. 'Beg for it.' She begged. He liked hearing her saying those words. She wanted his cock, yes, she did. It was a bit tight, but he worked it in, slowly but surely, no stopping. She felt an immense tingle run up her spine and an abandon sweep across her. He started fucked her, deep, hard, deep and harder.

Others moved in closer. One guy lasted less than a minute before he came on her. It was a little load, just a dribble on her forehead. Three more were not far behind.

Her pussy was on fire. She always dreamed of big cocks, but he was actually hurting the little slut. Banging her with such force, her cunt was way too full, stretched to it's limit for the speed of the fuck. 'Arrgh, yes, fuck, yes.' He was close to cumming. Her battered pussy was hoping it would be over soon and she was relieved to feel him shoot inside her, the cum almost soothing the immediate and real soreness she was feeling inside. The pain was clear on her face.

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By *ralbisw OP Man over a year ago

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'You shouldn't wish for what you can't manage Joni.' Her husband shouted at her. 'Girls like you and your dirty fantasies, fucking little sluts. Now you'll lay there and earn my money. Fun is over. Keep your eyes open.'

The cum started flowing, load after load as they jostled to get close to her. One guy squatted over her face and left his mark on her forehead and hair, another one literally sprayed her belly and legs.

'You are a disgrace, cum soaked little cunt.' He was getting mad again, the feeling came and went, men came and went.

'Get back on your knees.' She did it, got on all fours. 'Ass up high.' She followed his instruction as more loads showered her plump ass, thighs, from behind her and all over her back.

He grabbed her hair, pulled her up so sitting on her knees and ordered the last three guys to splatter her face. It was his insult to her for this sick fetish she had. He knew she loved it on the body, in her cunt. But was precious about her face. 'Fuck her.' He thought.

The three crowded her face, rubbing their cocks around her lips and her cheeks. One load hit her chin and dripped onto her tits, another close behind on her nose, both cheeks, she licked it from her mouth as she tried to get some air. As she opened her mouth the final guy stuck his cock in deep and shot his load down her throat, holding her head in place as he moaned 'aarrrggghhhhh.'

'Suck him clean.' Her husband ordered. She did, licked every last drop of his sperm for him.

He got her once more by the hair, pulled her up, held her arms behind her back and made her say thank you. The guys slowly moved away, some laughing, others taking pictures with their smart phone. He made her stand there for the impromptu photo shoot, she felt degraded by that final act. 'They'll be showing their friends you whore, wanking over you.'

Joni was a mess, an absolute disgraceful mess, but she was calm. A sense of serenity had befallen her. She looked at her husband. 'Was I a good girl? Did we make the money back?'

'Yes, we have the money. So yes, you were a good girl. Now let's get the fuck out of her. You can't walk around looking like this. He let go of her and said 'straighten yourself out.'

She pulled up her pants, adjusted her top and they walked off.

The final act was to get the whore cleaned up properly. There was a shower for beach uses, on the beach itself. He led her there, told her to strip naked and wash herself down. The sperm was slippery on her skin mixed with water.

Once clean, he gave her back only her cum soaked top and her skimpy panties. 'You ain't wearing those pants in my car. You can go home like this.

He walked her past all the cafes, in just her knickers and her dirty top. She was gawked at but proud. Her face was a little swollen as were the lips of her pussy. But she felt proud, she was a good wife, she was a good whore. She earned the money and felt he was now happy with her.

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