Prologue: The debt reconciliation plan that Diane's husband had worked out for her had so far been fairly humiliating but bearable. Now, after having watched Cal cum in Bren's (Cal's ex-girlfriend's) mouth and butt, and cleaning them both up with her tongue, Diane was being required to write a letter of thanks to Bren for demonstrating the proper techniques needed to be used to satisfy her husband's sexual needs. Still, Diane felt it was well worth it, considering the impossible debt that her husband was assuming for her. It was also OK that he wanted her to request additional training because she had actually learned a lot about what to do and not to do to be a good slut wife.
"Actually, it has been a little rough and we still have not been able to get Diane's bottom loose enough for anything to get in it. What we would like, is for you to join us in this final task where we will have to use some tricks to get her to loosen up just a little bit more."
"Whatever you need?" Cal said obligingly as he handed each of the men a fresh beer.
"OK then, what we will need, is for you to provide your sperm to be applied to Diane's bottom. Do you think you could do that, I mean, could you lubricate Diane's little poopy hole with your cum?"
"Sure, I can do that, I would love to do that!" Cal happily exclaimed.
Cal dropped his pants immediately and began stroking his cock. Bren naturally stepped up to help and fell to her knees, offering to suck him, as Cal strained eagerly to reach a climax. Within moments Cal pulled his penis from Bren's hungry mouth, and ejaculated directly on Diane's tight little ass hole. All-the-while, Zack expertly kept his own cock just out of Diane's reach, restricting her fulfillment, as she strained to lick and flick it's massive head with her tongue.
Steve moved quickly into place, and used his giant cock to scoop the sperm running down Diane's crotch. Then, applying more than a little pressure, he attempted, unsuccessfully, to push himself into Diane's butt. When Zack saw that Steve was still struggling to enter Diane's ass he used his free hand to slap Diane hard across the face and then pointed his Cock straight at Diane's open mouth while nodding to her, indicating that if she would cooperate she could have her lollipop. Diane hesitated for just a second, recovering from her slap and then murmured a subtle protest before simultaneously leaning down and bearing rearward, wiggling her ass to accept its prodding intruder.
"That's it baby, let me in there." Steve said as he retreated to dip the head of his cock back into the pool of sperm on Diane's butt.
As the head of his swollen cock entered her, she reared up and began to howl, but just as quickly, Zack powerfully stuffed his cock into her mouth, effectively squelching her persistent shrieks of fear and pain. Slowly, as Cal and Bren watched spellbound, Diane began to regain her composure. When she finally seamed to be perfectly comfortable, Steve took hold of the sheer gown and the rope tied between her elbows and used them, as leverage, to fully embed himself into Diane's bottom. And once again, Zack used his engorged cock to muffle her screams and cries, as Steve pounded her from behind.
Stopping for just a moment, Steve inquired of Diane. "Are you having any fun there little lady?"
"Ughmph!" Came Diane's gagged response as she 'positively' rocked her head on Zack's Cock, which was inextricably buried in the back of her throat.
"Very good, we'll take it from here you two. Thank you for your help." Steve said politely as he excused Cal and Bren from the bedroom.
As Cal and Bren left and shut the door behind them, the sound of Diane's ass being vigorously slapped and her reciprocating muffled screams resumed.
"Wow, those guys are good! I don't know if I could have ever made that happen." Cal commended Bren.
"You are welcome darling, but I am a little upset about something."
"What, what are you upset about sugar?"
"Well, I thought that you might express your thanks to me by giving me a nice little fucking, but now that you are spent, I guess I'm not gunna get anything."
"Well, I have worked up an appetite and if you would like me to have you for dessert; I could do that?"
Cal gently lifted Bren up, while she lifted her skirt, and placed her on the kitchen table. Cal spent the next 20 minutes licking her sopping wet pussy and bringing her to multiple climaxes.
"Oh, that feels so good Cal, did you like watching your wife get ass and face fucked by my friends?"
Pausing from his pussy dish, Cal replied, "I am going to like all the money I'm gunna make selling that video, that is what I am liking!"
Bren came hard, thrusting her hips into Cal's face as she mumbled vulgarities about how his wife was now a full blown slut, and cock craving whore.
Again with perfect timing, Steve called for the pair to return.
"Hey you guys, time for the best part, come on and join us all in the bathroom! Oh, and bring a bar stool."
Cal and Diane's bathroom was quite nice, with sand colored tile covering the floor and half the wall of the walk in shower: Plenty of room for five or more people at a time.
Diane's cum covered body was positioned in the center of the shower floor, squatting on an empty beer bottle that was installed in her anus and protruding, like a tiny stool, from underneath her bottom. Her arms and hands were yet bound, and she moaned quietly and contented as she used her restricted hands to massage sprinkled droplets of sperm into her breasts.
"Wow, you guys have really done a nice job here!"
"Yes Cal, your wife is now an irreversibly and forever changed woman! She will probably begin to crave many a cock, in search of rediscovering the heights of sexual pleasure she has enjoyed today, and you will need to help provide her with what she needs or she may actually start entertaining thoughts of leaving."
"Nothing to worry about there, she owes too much cashola to just disappear or think about divorce, and I have plans to use this little transformation to compensate me well for my troubles."
"Anyway Cal, I thought that you would enjoy helping us give Diane a little shower before we go?" Steve continued.
"OK, but hold on a second." Cal Said, as he quickly retrieved their backup VCR camera and tripod and set it up at the edge of the walk in shower, where it could capture the foul events that were about to occur.
As soon as the camera was set up, Cal took his position between the two men, and put his finger under Diane's jaw, lifting her eyes to his. Understanding her obligation, Diane opened her mouth and extended her tongue just as the three men began to simultaneously Pee. Steve and Zack splashed their pee against Diane's entire body; starting with her breasts and hands, and working their way down to her cunt, they doused and washed their urine against Diane's sticky, cum encrusted torso. Cal directed his pee straight onto Diane's tongue and into her mouth, periodically letting the stream of hot fluid splatter against her face. Diane was obviously a changed woman, and took her Golden Shower without a flinch, gargling, swallowing, rotating, and posturing, so as to captured the flowing river of beer laden pee that washed over her.
Bren took advantage of the situation, and opportunity to enhance the occasion, by moving to the VCR and guiding its view of streams of pee that struck and bespattered Diane's corrupted tongue and tits and pussy. Then, much to her delight, when the men had finished their desecration of Diane, they placed the barstool front and center, before the Wanton Slut and called for Bren to follow their example. Happily and giggling gleefully, Bren climbed the barstool and lifted her skirt to reveal her pantyless bald pussy. It took a little work to get her position just right, and the men had to scoot Diane to where she needed to be, but before long, Bren was doing what she longed to do.
Diane, in her complete state of submission, put up no objection to the spraying fountain of female pee, and good-naturedly advanced on the steady stream until she was sucking and licking the hot liquid directly from Bren's clitoris.
"Oh that is nice, you little tramp, suck My cunt!" Bren ordered, as she forced Diane's face into her orgasming crotch. "God I need some cock!"
Waiting for Diane to finish licking and slurping the last few remaining drops of juice from between Bren's legs, the men lifted Bren from her throne and turned the shower on, to clean Diane where she sat. Then, not quite to the surprise of Steve and Bren, they discovered that the empty Heineken bottle lodged in Diane's ass, was firmly stuck and would not come out due to the suction that had been created by its installation.
"Well now isn't that a shame." Bren mused as she pretended to ponder the situation. "What shall we do?"
"How about we call the rescue squad?" Steve suggested.
"Yea, and then film it when they come to save the day! What do you think that flick would be worth Cal?" Bren prompted.
"I guess that would be cool, but we should set it up to maybe look like the whole thing was Diane's idea."
"OK, I've got it, let's untie her, put her in the tub, fill it up and make it look like she was using that there bottle on herself, and before she knew it, she had it stuck and needed to call for help."
"Great idea there Steve! I'll get a hidden camera set up while you guys get her a bubble-bath ready."
"I'll go call the rescue squad, it shouldn't take but about 15 minutes or so for them to get here, so you guys scram and I'll stay and make sure nothing gets out of hand."
Having Cal set up his hidden camera to capture the ordeal was almost more than she could stand, but Bren and Steve never let on that they had planned this all along. Picturing Diane lifting her beer bottle plugged bottom above her bubble bath for the rescue squad to remove was a source of pure delight, and the only thing that Bren could imagine that would be better is if the entire rescue squad crew, gang fucked, and sodomized Diane.
"Um, hello, yes, is this the rescue squad? Yes I am fine, it's my sister, she uh, um, has asked me to call you guys for her. She is in the bathroom and is stuck or something, and needs you guys to come and see if you can free her up, or whatever needs to be done? OK, about 15 minutes, see you then, and thank you so much, I just didn't know what to do."
With everything set up for the candid shot of Diane being freed by the rescue squad, Steve, Zack and Cal all left, leaving Bren to oversee the emergency rescue operation.
"Actually, it has been a little rough and we still have not been able to get Diane's bottom loose enough for anything to get in it. What we would like, is for you to join us in this final task where we will have to use some tricks to get her to loosen up just a little bit more."
"Whatever you need?" Cal said obligingly as he handed each of the men a fresh beer.
"OK then, what we will need, is for you to provide your sperm to be applied to Diane's bottom. Do you think you could do that, I mean, could you lubricate Diane's little poopy hole with your cum?"
"Sure, I can do that, I would love to do that!" Cal happily exclaimed.
Cal dropped his pants immediately and began stroking his cock. Bren naturally stepped up to help and fell to her knees, offering to suck him, as Cal strained eagerly to reach a climax. Within moments Cal pulled his penis from Bren's hungry mouth, and ejaculated directly on Diane's tight little ass hole. All-the-while, Zack expertly kept his own cock just out of Diane's reach, restricting her fulfillment, as she strained to lick and flick it's massive head with her tongue.
Steve moved quickly into place, and used his giant cock to scoop the sperm running down Diane's crotch. Then, applying more than a little pressure, he attempted, unsuccessfully, to push himself into Diane's butt. When Zack saw that Steve was still struggling to enter Diane's ass he used his free hand to slap Diane hard across the face and then pointed his Cock straight at Diane's open mouth while nodding to her, indicating that if she would cooperate she could have her lollipop. Diane hesitated for just a second, recovering from her slap and then murmured a subtle protest before simultaneously leaning down and bearing rearward, wiggling her ass to accept its prodding intruder.
"That's it baby, let me in there." Steve said as he retreated to dip the head of his cock back into the pool of sperm on Diane's butt.
As the head of his swollen cock entered her, she reared up and began to howl, but just as quickly, Zack powerfully stuffed his cock into her mouth, effectively squelching her persistent shrieks of fear and pain. Slowly, as Cal and Bren watched spellbound, Diane began to regain her composure. When she finally seamed to be perfectly comfortable, Steve took hold of the sheer gown and the rope tied between her elbows and used them, as leverage, to fully embed himself into Diane's bottom. And once again, Zack used his engorged cock to muffle her screams and cries, as Steve pounded her from behind.
Stopping for just a moment, Steve inquired of Diane. "Are you having any fun there little lady?"
"Ughmph!" Came Diane's gagged response as she 'positively' rocked her head on Zack's Cock, which was inextricably buried in the back of her throat.
"Very good, we'll take it from here you two. Thank you for your help." Steve said politely as he excused Cal and Bren from the bedroom.
As Cal and Bren left and shut the door behind them, the sound of Diane's ass being vigorously slapped and her reciprocating muffled screams resumed.
"Wow, those guys are good! I don't know if I could have ever made that happen." Cal commended Bren.
"You are welcome darling, but I am a little upset about something."
"What, what are you upset about sugar?"
"Well, I thought that you might express your thanks to me by giving me a nice little fucking, but now that you are spent, I guess I'm not gunna get anything."
"Well, I have worked up an appetite and if you would like me to have you for dessert; I could do that?"
Cal gently lifted Bren up, while she lifted her skirt, and placed her on the kitchen table. Cal spent the next 20 minutes licking her sopping wet pussy and bringing her to multiple climaxes.
"Oh, that feels so good Cal, did you like watching your wife get ass and face fucked by my friends?"
Pausing from his pussy dish, Cal replied, "I am going to like all the money I'm gunna make selling that video, that is what I am liking!"
Bren came hard, thrusting her hips into Cal's face as she mumbled vulgarities about how his wife was now a full blown slut, and cock craving whore.
Again with perfect timing, Steve called for the pair to return.
"Hey you guys, time for the best part, come on and join us all in the bathroom! Oh, and bring a bar stool."
Cal and Diane's bathroom was quite nice, with sand colored tile covering the floor and half the wall of the walk in shower: Plenty of room for five or more people at a time.
Diane's cum covered body was positioned in the center of the shower floor, squatting on an empty beer bottle that was installed in her anus and protruding, like a tiny stool, from underneath her bottom. Her arms and hands were yet bound, and she moaned quietly and contented as she used her restricted hands to massage sprinkled droplets of sperm into her breasts.
"Wow, you guys have really done a nice job here!"
"Yes Cal, your wife is now an irreversibly and forever changed woman! She will probably begin to crave many a cock, in search of rediscovering the heights of sexual pleasure she has enjoyed today, and you will need to help provide her with what she needs or she may actually start entertaining thoughts of leaving."
"Nothing to worry about there, she owes too much cashola to just disappear or think about divorce, and I have plans to use this little transformation to compensate me well for my troubles."
"Anyway Cal, I thought that you would enjoy helping us give Diane a little shower before we go?" Steve continued.
"OK, but hold on a second." Cal Said, as he quickly retrieved their backup VCR camera and tripod and set it up at the edge of the walk in shower, where it could capture the foul events that were about to occur.
As soon as the camera was set up, Cal took his position between the two men, and put his finger under Diane's jaw, lifting her eyes to his. Understanding her obligation, Diane opened her mouth and extended her tongue just as the three men began to simultaneously Pee. Steve and Zack splashed their pee against Diane's entire body; starting with her breasts and hands, and working their way down to her cunt, they doused and washed their urine against Diane's sticky, cum encrusted torso. Cal directed his pee straight onto Diane's tongue and into her mouth, periodically letting the stream of hot fluid splatter against her face. Diane was obviously a changed woman, and took her Golden Shower without a flinch, gargling, swallowing, rotating, and posturing, so as to captured the flowing river of beer laden pee that washed over her.
Bren took advantage of the situation, and opportunity to enhance the occasion, by moving to the VCR and guiding its view of streams of pee that struck and bespattered Diane's corrupted tongue and tits and pussy. Then, much to her delight, when the men had finished their desecration of Diane, they placed the barstool front and center, before the Wanton Slut and called for Bren to follow their example. Happily and giggling gleefully, Bren climbed the barstool and lifted her skirt to reveal her pantyless bald pussy. It took a little work to get her position just right, and the men had to scoot Diane to where she needed to be, but before long, Bren was doing what she longed to do.
Diane, in her complete state of submission, put up no objection to the spraying fountain of female pee, and good-naturedly advanced on the steady stream until she was sucking and licking the hot liquid directly from Bren's clitoris.
"Oh that is nice, you little tramp, suck My cunt!" Bren ordered, as she forced Diane's face into her orgasming crotch. "God I need some cock!"
Waiting for Diane to finish licking and slurping the last few remaining drops of juice from between Bren's legs, the men lifted Bren from her throne and turned the shower on, to clean Diane where she sat. Then, not quite to the surprise of Steve and Bren, they discovered that the empty Heineken bottle lodged in Diane's ass, was firmly stuck and would not come out due to the suction that had been created by its installation.
"Well now isn't that a shame." Bren mused as she pretended to ponder the situation. "What shall we do?"
"How about we call the rescue squad?" Steve suggested.
"Yea, and then film it when they come to save the day! What do you think that flick would be worth Cal?" Bren prompted.
"I guess that would be cool, but we should set it up to maybe look like the whole thing was Diane's idea."
"OK, I've got it, let's untie her, put her in the tub, fill it up and make it look like she was using that there bottle on herself, and before she knew it, she had it stuck and needed to call for help."
"Great idea there Steve! I'll get a hidden camera set up while you guys get her a bubble-bath ready."
"I'll go call the rescue squad, it shouldn't take but about 15 minutes or so for them to get here, so you guys scram and I'll stay and make sure nothing gets out of hand."
Having Cal set up his hidden camera to capture the ordeal was almost more than she could stand, but Bren and Steve never let on that they had planned this all along. Picturing Diane lifting her beer bottle plugged bottom above her bubble bath for the rescue squad to remove was a source of pure delight, and the only thing that Bren could imagine that would be better is if the entire rescue squad crew, gang fucked, and sodomized Diane.
"Um, hello, yes, is this the rescue squad? Yes I am fine, it's my sister, she uh, um, has asked me to call you guys for her. She is in the bathroom and is stuck or something, and needs you guys to come and see if you can free her up, or whatever needs to be done? OK, about 15 minutes, see you then, and thank you so much, I just didn't know what to do."
With everything set up for the candid shot of Diane being freed by the rescue squad, Steve, Zack and Cal all left, leaving Bren to oversee the emergency rescue operation.
