Abused Trophy Wife's secret discovered

Logan watched Ashley as she lay back on the table with her legs spread invitingly, her pussy was glistening with her juices even though she was reluctant to let two strangers fuck her. The older guy went first, he was struggling to get hard even with the promise of dipping his cock into Ashley's delicious honeypot. He rubbed his diminutive cock along her pink gash a few times and finally managed to get some of his half hard cock inside her, his bald head was glistening with sweat as he pumped away with no real idea of how to fuck a woman, especially a beautiful woman like Ashley. He lasted no more than two minutes before a small dribble of spunk came out of his cock.

"Jeez baby, that was great." He wheezed as he zipped up, clearly proud of himself and thinking he had just given her the fuck of her life.

The other guy was a lot younger, possibly the old guy's son and he made no bones about what he wanted.

"Face down slut and spread those long legs, I need plenty of room to get it all in yer ass."

He wasn't bragging, he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out, easily ten inches of it and almost as thick as a champagne bottle. Logan looked at Ashley who was staring at the monster with a mixture of fear and anticipation. He asked her with concern in his voice,

"Are you ok with this babe? I can give him his money back if ya wanna say no."
 
You see the hesitation in my eyes and strike a deal with the guy. I dont know what is going to happen and wait with baited breath. Just then he roughly grabs my hair spinning me around and kneeling me down. Before I know what hits me he is face fucking me me at a brutal pace. He snickers as I gag a bit. “Whats the matter miss rich barbie doll cant handle real meat”. He says as he pretty much rapes my mouth. Moments later he is about to cum. I fugure he is gonna make me swallow, but then he pulls out as he blasts my face. I squeal as the warm cumshots were unexpected. He makes sure to hit my eyes and hair as he rubs his cockead really good on my cheeks and in my hair which now is a sticky mess as my left eye is covered in cum, hard to open. He says “what a mouth on your dame well worth it” he leaves and you count your money as my face and hair are a cum covered mess as i am still kneeling trying to compose my self and my thoughts.
 
Although Logan wasn't in love with his prized possession he was still concerned for her welfare and when he saw the fear in her eyes when she saw the size of the young guy's cock he quickly stepped in and after a long discussion with the guy he gave him a fifty percent discount so long as he only fucked Ashley's mouth, he didn't want to risk her pussy being torn to shreds by this big cock, she was too valuable to him. When the young guy had dumped his load on Ashley's face and in her hair and left he inspected her and said,

"You can't go back in there like that, clean yourself up a bit and go and wait in the car I'm just gonna tell hubby that you're not feeling well and I'm gonna take you home."

He gathered the cum that had covered her eyes and fed his fingers to her as she knelt on the floor, still shaking from shock. Then he left her to find Tom her husband and inform him that Ashley was going home.

"Trust that bitch to back out when I was about to parade her in font of a major investor, he would have been really impressed and I would have had the deal signed tonight."

His concern was for the money and not Ashley, he didn't even ask what the matter was with her.

"Don't worry boss I'll get her home and make sure she gets absolutely everything she needs." Logan replied hiding the smirk on his face as he knew Tom had no idea what he meant.

Ashley was waiting in the car still trying to get the cum out of her hair, One of the shoulder straps on her dress had broken and her dress flapped open showing a full ripe tit, Logan fondled it and lowered his head to suck on her taut pink nipple.

"Let's get you home and into bed and maybe you can get a couple of hours sleep before morning," Logan grinned as he knew that Ashley knew she was not going to get any sleep just yet.
 
Even though Logan had sex with me a few times now, i can tell his eyes still admiremy body and he manages to compliment it, even if it is in pervy ways, more than my husband. He enjoys having something he knows, in the real world he could not obtain. He is crude yet in an odd way cares for me as well. Stern yet a protector of sorts. I try to tell him I need to rest. He is having none of it as he slides me to the edge of the bed so he stands between my toned thighs. He jokes about me being his fantasy “trophy wife”. If i were his wife he would please me every night. My mind confused as my husband seemingly doesn’t want me even though I still love him and having sex with someone not my husband feels so wrong yet so right. “Is that possible?” I think to myself.
 
Logan was in a rather pensive mood as Ashley lay on the bed looking at him with those big round eyes, he loved her eyes, they were so expressive he could almost tell what she was thinking and right now she was thinking 'What the fuck am I doing? This is wrong, Logan isn't my husband.'

He shook his head as if to clear it of negative thoughts, Ashley was here waiting to be fucked because he owned her in a weird sort of way, if she didn't do as he told her he had the power to destroy her marriage, her life, so he dragged her to the edge of the bed and stood between her open legs looking down at her pretty pink twat that was already wet with expectation, he wouldn't disappoint her, she had said that she was tired but still she wanted him to fuck her.

"Penny for them," He heard himself say, as if whatever she said would make any difference. "No regrets then?"

He slid into her receptive hole and groaned as her inner walls gripped him, her tunnel was hot and wet, feeling like velvet as she rippled her cunt muscles along his shaft as he slid in and out, increasing his pace so her tits bobbed about as she slid on the bed with the force of his pounding, thrusts.

He caressed her slim body as he fucked her, wanting to give her as much pleasure as possible. By doing that he was giving her a reason for being her with him, letting him use her and also give her the pleasure she craved but never got from her husband. the way he looked at it, he was doing her a favour.

They both climaxed as normal , Ashley smothering his cock with her pussy juice and him filling her cavernous but tight cunt with his creamy spunk.

"MMMMMM yeah, that was good," he muttered, but sounding as if he'd just had hs favourite ice cream.

"I'll see ya tomorrow." He dressed and left Ashley to change the bedsheets.
 
I compose myself and change the sheets and get them washed. The next morning i decide to fo for a jog. I wear my usual, white t shirt and my pink sweatpants and zip up hoodie and pink tennis shoes. “Barbie doll” in jogging clothes is what I looked like. I head down some trails by our large house. Music on my earbuds to clear my head of all the stuff going on when I stop momentarily to catch my breath. I feel a hand grab my shoulder it is....
 
He had been waiting for hours for a suitable victim to come his way, one who it would be worth his while taking back to his hidden lair in the woods where he could take his time and scaring them into begging him to fuck them in return for letting them go. Of course he'd fuck whoever the unfortunate was but let them go? No that wasn't part of his plan, he'd keep them until they didn't interest him anymore and then he'd dispose of them.

He heard her coming and he pulled on his Scream mask and began to trail her, she didn't hear him because of the ear buds playing her favourite music in her ears but he caught up with her and grabbed her shoulder and whirled her round to face him. He grinned under his mask, she was far better than he had hoped for and he was sure that she would provide hours of entertainment for him. The blood drained from her face and opened her mouth to scream but he quickly choked that off and growled,

"Come on babe let's go back to my place and have some fun."

She fell in a faint and he heaved her onto his shoulder and carried her back to his hideout. Once there he lost no time in stripping her and binding her arms and legs on the so called sacrificial stone. His eyes glittered as he looked over his latest victim.

She was perfect for his needs, nice firm tits and what appeared to be a well used pussy, even if it was well used it would be of no use to anyone by the time he had finished with her.
 
I recognized the voice as a Hispanic gardner that worked for house for about a week before getting fired by my husband for sleeping on job. He had never seen me, but Intgought he was kinda hot the few times I had seem him and had the classic rich wife hired help naughty fantasies. He jokes about not needing my expensive jogging suit here as I am clad just in my pink running shoes. He calls me naked barbie and jokes saying if barbie ever made a “naked barbie” version he woukd of played with dolls but now he “plays” with real dolls he says.
I plead let me go as I am bound. That is met with my lacy panties he cut off being stuffed in my mouth and my eyes growing wide as he reveals a huge cock. Part scared and part turned on now am I as I await in nervous anticipation of his plans.
 
Pablo's patience had paid off, he had waited and waited for a woman that he thought would love to fuck with a little persuasion, now he had one. Of course he knew that she would be scared and nervous and he didn't want to frighten her more than was necessary so he took off his mask and flashed his gleaming white teeth in a friendly smile.

"You like dressing like Barbie? She has nice tits just like you, if there was a real Barbie she'd look just like you, I love Barbie and dream of fucking her but of course she is only a doll, but you, you're realo and I want to fuck you, would you like that too?"

He stroked her face and worked his way down her naked body, bouncing her tits and sucking on her nipples making them hard. Down he went teasing her soft skin and tickled her mound before he flicked at her clit and laughed as she bucked her hips.

"You like that eh? I think I make good choice, you want to fuck with Pablo, yes?"

He undid his pants and showed her his impressive undercarriage. He pulled Ashley's lace panties out of her mouth and climbed onto the stone altar and knelt between her spread legs which were glistening with her juices,

"You like good hard long fuck Yes? Pablo will make you very, very happy yes, I promise, you'll be very happy Barbie."
 
Half of me fearful of his intentions and this whole “altar” thing. But seeing his size and the taboo fantasy that had run through my mind, the rich wife and gardener fantasy, reluctantly I was a bit wet. My brain was saying “no no” but my head nodded yes. With an evil grin he plunged into me. He commented on my nice little shaved pussy and how tight it was as he slides in and out of me with quick animal like thrusts. I look to the side to avoid eye contact but he grabs my throat and tells me to look at him while he fucks me good as he wants to see my eyes and facial expressions as he says “still think you are better than Pablo?” I dont think he recognized me in any way, he was just going off my designer label tracksuit down to my high end lacy underwear.
 
Pablo had often dreamt of fucking a real live Barbie Doll and now he had one and intended to enjoy every moment. He sank his cock into her glistening wet cunt as though he wasa driller searching for oil, in and in he went until his cock reached her cervix where he paused, making Ashley look at him while he mashed her tits, rolling them round and round then stretching them by pulling on her hard rubbery nipples.

"My little Barbie like that, yes?" he smirked before pushing his cock in another inch and into the entrance of her cervix,

"You like Pablo give you bambino, Barbie?"

He took hold of her ankles and lifted them up beside her head, doublingher up and leaning on her so she couldn't move then he fucked her slowly at first sliding his meat in and out of her slippery pink hole then he increased the pace so he was pounding her making her tits wobble and sway.

"OHH YES Barbie you fuck real good , perhaps I keep you and fuck you every day. You want Pablo to keep you?"

He was dreaming now and he knew it, there was no way he could keep her, not for more than a day or so anyway but he was making this last as long as he could, he knew he could hold back his orgasm for ages yet but he wanted to feel her cum on his cock so he encouraged saying,

"Barbie cum for Pablo, be good Barbie and maybe I let you go."
 
Not wanting to give him the satisfaction of making me cum, I try to hold off but his deliberate strong thrusts are just about sending me over the edge. In a way the " Barbie doll " Comments were semi demeaning yet a slight turn on since it made me feel better than him. I can no longer hold back, and after some heavy panting, my lower half convulses as orgasms rock my body unlike anything my husband had been able to do. I beg him to stop as he keeps going, my now super sensitive pussy struggles to keep Cumming as I near the point of passing out from exhaustion and ecstasy.
 
Pablo fucked Ashley's deliciously wet cunt as hard and as fast as he could and felt the tremors of her orgasm along the length of his cock but it felt so good he didn't want to stop. He paused for just a moment to take a deep breath then rammed his cock into convulsing wet cunt again and again inducing several more orgasms in her raw pink hole. Ashley was on the point of exhaustion but Pablo's cock was incessant and her orgasms rolled into one until she didn't have the energy to even plead with him to stop.

"You very naughty Barbie, but very sexy, I love your sexy Barbie cunt, maybe I not let you go yet, you like that? Yes. You like Pablo's cock? You stay with me and we fuck very much, ok?"

His words although in a sort of broken English were understood by Ashley who really didn't know whether she wanted to leave or stay.
 
In say if he does not hurt me I will stay another day hoping he will. Let me go then. Cannot believe my head is making this deal as I had been kidnapped but my body liked his passion over that of my husband. One wrist secured to a post. He leaves and returns sometime later drunk. "Wake up Barbie Pablo wants that sweet little rich mouth" Before I can say amything, he grabs my hair and stuffs his semi erect cock in my mouth and begins pumping like a piston using my mouth like a pussy. I see a, key dangling from a necklace thinking it to be for my cuff. Hoping he will pass out so I can grab it. Right now my only thought is not passing out as he makes me gag as he fucks my face.
 
That morning Logan hadn't been able to find Ashley anywhere, it was as if she had disappeared off the face of the earth so he went looking for her, everywhere he could think of. He racked his brains thinking of where she might be, then he remembered that she sometimes went to the garden and the orchard so he made his way to the garden and was just passing the potting shed where Pablo the gardener used to bunk down before Tom fired him when he heard a voice from inside babbling on about someone called Barbie. he recognised the voice and accent as that of Pablo. It sounded as though Pablo was talking to someone, it couldn't be Ashley could it? He shrugged his shoulders and was about to move on when he heard a gurgling sound.

"GLUG, GLUCK, GURGLE, GLUCK."

He paused for a moment thinking those were the same sounds that Ashley made when he was fucking her mouth, surely not, Ashley wouldn't give Pablo a blow job, certainly not when he Logan was available, she had told him more than once how much she enjoyed having his cock down her throat. He thought to himself,

'I'd better take a look anyway, if he's got some other broad in there good luck to him."

So instead of knocking he kicked the door open and there was Ashley naked and tied to a bed post with Pablo's dick down her throat.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING PABLO, SHE'S MY FUCKING SLUT NOT YOURS." He thundered pulling Pablo away from Ashley and leaving a gushing trail of Spanish spunk all over her face and tits.
 
I watch as you beat the tar out of Pablo and send him scrambling away as, fast as he can crawl, stumble, what ever means his feet will carry him away. As you turn back to me, you see my pretty face glistening with cums hots and some on my breasts. I kneel, rubbing my bald slit as I am still recovering as Pablo was not gentle in taking me and my high end pussy was used to gentle, not rough. But lately any contact was welcome as my husband seemingly wanted me around for eye candy and to make his affluent friends jealous of him over any intimate contact between the two of us like most normal married couples.
 
After Pablo had bolted out of the door Logan turned his attention to Ashley who was kneeling on the floor her hair in a mess and her face and tits covered with cum that was sliding in a thick white creamy stream off her chin and nose like an avalanche in slow motion. It was obvious that she'd had her mouth well fucked and her hands were busy between her legs so she hadn't quite been against what had happened.

"Hello Ashley, I'm glad I found you in time 'cos you would have fucked Pablo wouldn't you? As it is you're stuck with me now so we might as well make use of his bed."

Logan grabbed a handful of her hair and unceremoniously pulled her to her feet and pushed her face down on the bed and lifted her onto her knees so her ass was high in the air with her two holes glistening with her juice.

"Pablo's done a real number on you hasn't he Ashley? You're all juiced up and ready to go."

He grabbed each cute round ass cheek in his hands and pulled them apart and rubbed his cock head between the two dripping holes.

"Eeny meeny miny mo, into which hole shall I go? You choose, slut."
 
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