The Gamble. The loss: Closed for Marine_Biochild

[Elvenoff1]

William Kain: http://www.pezporn.com/media/images_640/1/man-porn/man-porn-15496.jpg

Tom Brinkley: http://wardrobelooks.com/wp-content...l-Mens-Clothing-For-Spring-Summer-2014-1.jpeg

The hand was dealt, Tom spreading his hand out in his hand three aces and two kings, a full house, he had this won. He looked over at his pot close to two grand in chips laid to his side, but his sole counterpart had much more, even with the gold wedding ring, he wouldn’t be able to match the pot, but then he had an idea. He has heard about this man, William Kain, He was a playboy and loved well-toned women. Tom’s wife was gorgeous, curvy and was very athletically toned. He looked over at William and pushes all of the tokens into the pot, took off his ring and tossed it into the pot. “I call all in.,” he said nervously. William counted and took only a few stacks and tossed them in, “I match your call and I raise you another five thousand.” William smiled as he tossed in a green chip token.

Tom knew this guy was bluffing and since he was called, he couldn’t back out now because if he folded he would lose that ring and he couldn’t lose that ring, his wife worked to hard to pay for it. In fact, she has been working a lot of overtime just to help pay all the bills. He had to win; the money would allow her to take a much-needed break. “I don’t have that much.” Tom replied thinking hard about his wife and this guys female interests. He knew he had this won. “I have a proposition for you.” He pulled a picture of his wife out and handed it to him, “My wife, if you will accept her service to match your call?” Tom’s gambling addiction overcoming his thinking process if he lost this hand.

William looked at the picture and smiled. His wife was very attractive and innocent looking from the realm that He would take this beauty. Some of the images that his mind showed him started to heat him up within only seconds of playing the erotic images.

Tom smiled and placed his cards down, “Full house aces’ high.” His smile was almost ear-to-ear. Then the expression upon William’s face worried him. He stared at the man as he began to nod.

“Not bad, Tom… If I may call you Tom.” He shifted in his seat a little then picked up the picture of Tom's wife again for a few seconds. He put his wife in different outfits then moved her to positions he was going to put her in. Finally, he spoke up after selecting one he thought would be the best to start the evening with then replying “But Tom, not good enough.” he placed his cards down, “Royal Flush diamonds, Ace High” He smiled as he raked in the pot. “OH here you can keep the ring. I don't want you wife totally pissed off at you.” He chuckled. “I want your wife at this address this evening at 8pm sharp. She is to wear an upper see through dress of a light blue color. Do not think for one moment of backing out of this deal for it would be very bad for you and your wife!” He licked his lips, thinking of the sex he was going to get tonight from Tom’s wife. He motioned for one of his men to take the tokens and exchange them. “Now go on home and tell your wife she has a date tonight.” William smiled at him and walked away.

Tom lowered his head shaking it side to side wondering how he was going to tell his wife what has happened. He placed his head within his hands. “Shit.” He leaned back in the chair and realized it was five pm he had to get home and tell her.

He pulled into the drive and her car was already there. He let out a sigh and walked inside. “Hon.” he called out to her…

 

[marine_biochild]

Chelsea Lynn: http://www.sixpackfactory.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/6.jpg

Lynn glanced at the clock silently wanting nothing more than for the small hands to read four o'clock. She had come in early, being a secretary to a small town lawer, to help with some paperwork. She could hear her boss on the phone once again and she knew that maybe, if she was quite enough she could sneak out without being noticed. Taking a deep breath she shook her head. She had promised to stay til four and that's what she was going to do. Slim fingers ran through blond tresses as she attempted to stay awake. She had a second job she worked on the weekends to maintain their expenses with her husbands problem.

Rubbing her small wedding ring she tried not to think about it. They were working on the problem together, getting him help but nothing seemed to work. She feared she would have to leave Tom to survive. As the door shut to her boss' office she jumping having been lost in thought. A smile and a wave was all she needed and she was out of there, grabbing her things in a whirlwind aa she ran out the door.

Riding home quickly she managed to get there before her husband. Glancing to the clock she nodded, just enough time to get a shower ans get dinner started. Little did she know that she would not be enjoying her dinner, and her shower would follow horrible news. She made her way to the kitchen, bugging to clean some chicken and cut some veggies.

By the time she was on her way to get a shower a small voice rang out through the house. " Hon. " stepping out into the hallway she smiled, coming to kiss his cheek before glancing to his expression.

" Tom .... What's wrong you look like you've seen a ghost. "

 

[Elvenoff1]

Tom’s blue eyes looked into his wife’s eyes with pain for what he has done, even if his intentions were to make things better for them he has failed once again. Tears filled up into his eyes and slowly streamed down his cheek. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her to him not removing his eyes from hers. He started to say something but nothing came out of his mouth for shame, fear, even jealousy for he knew what was going to happen to his wife for the next twenty-four hours. He closed his eyes, took in a deep breath and held it in to gather all the stress and turmoil that was ripping him apart then releasing his breath.

He looked down to the floor to gather his words before speaking to her. There was no simple way to tell your wife that she will be with a strange man at this home for a full day because the lost her to him in a poker game. His body began to shake for he knew once he told her this would be the last straw. He loved her so much but he just wanted to get ahead as so many people have done gambling. He just has not found his lucky Jane yet but she will happen one day. That was his problem. Gambling was an addiction that was hard to be cured from, and the treatments were too expensive for them to pay.

He had no choice for the time was dwelling and getting closer to the time she needed to leave to get to his place by eight pm. “I …I was at a high stake poker game. The pot got over fifteen thousand dollars that I had the best hand that I ever had in a poker game and I knew I could win and so did my contender. but he had more money than I did so he put all in I had a choice to either fold and let him take the money, that you worked so hard for. However, when he called all in he put in over twenty thousand that made the pot thirty five thousand and I hand one of the top three hands in poker so I had to go for it. However, I had to put up something that he wanted to cover the money I did not have so I showed him your picture and offered you as an escort for him for twenty-four hours… He accepted and called me…He had the second best hand in poker… He told me that he wanted you at this house at eight pm tonight you had to wear a blue see-thru dress and if you did not show, he would make our lives a living hell. I am so sorry!” The tears streamed down his cheeks…

 

[marine_biochild]

His words fell heavily on her ears, her body beginning to shake. She had been lost in a game, her body sold for twenty-four hours to a man she didn't know. She felt numb as his arms tightened around her. What had she done to deserve such a fate? Her eyes shifted to look down at the man she loved. The man she had devoted her life to as he cried before her. Slowly she lifted her arms, pushing him away. She didn't want to be held by this man, not anymore. Her vision blurred, her head spinning. Her fingers curled into fists at her sides. She wanted to hit him, to scream and cuss him but all she could manage was a small 'why' that seemed to barely slide past her lips in an almost inaudible plea.

She knew the kinds of people he played with, and if the man had promise to make their lives hell, he meant it. What choice did she have? She could run with the little money she had stashed away but what good would that do? They would find her and if they did her torment would surely be more than a days time. "Don't come near me." She hissed finally finding her voice. "Everything we have been through! All I have done!" She screamed tears now touching her cheeks. "You told me you were changing! Now this!" Shaking her head she took a step back. "Don't expect to gamble me again Tom. Because there wont be a next time." She said turning on her heel.

Her world was tumbling around her as she made her way up to their master bathroom, her hands shaking and her knees weak. What lay ahead of her? What could she imagine would come of this night. Holding onto the counter she looked down at her trembling hands, to the ring on her finger she had worked to hard to keep. She stared at it for a long time before slowly slipping it off. Placing it on the counter she turned on the water, her tears falling harder now. By the time she stepped into the warm water she was sobbing, unable to catch her breath. Sitting down on the cold porciline she hugged her knees, letting the water hit her back as she tried to comfort herself.

She didn't have much time when her tears were finally spent. Making quick work in the shower she washed and cleaned herself before wrapping up in a towel and moving to her closet. A blue see-thru dress. She didn't have such a thing except...stepping to her dresser she pulled at the back of her drawer. Pulling out the short babydoll she stared at it for a long moment before shaking her head. Slipping it on she felt a chill run down her spine. Lynn.... she thought to herself. One day. You have managed thirteen years with a gambler, you can manage one day with a perv.

Pulling on one of her long jackets she buttoned it up though it only came an inch below her pert behind it would do. Taking one last look in the mirror, her hair falling in loose, damp waves around her face she nodded to herself. Glancing to the ring on the counter she didn't pick it up but instead left it behind, forgotten on the cold counter.

She walked past him on her way to the door, not bothering to look at him. "Where am I going Tom." She said her hand on the doorknob. She was ready to get this over with. It was seven thirty, she only hoped they wouldn't be late.

 

[Elvenoff1]

He wanted to reach out to her when she pushed away but the anger would only flare more if he did. The pain was ripping his gut out as he watched the woman he loved so much cringe from him. Her anger tuned tears were the worse thing he has seen since they have been married and it would have been avoided if he would have picked the phone up and called her when he got that gambling binge, that’s what she told him to do and she would come and get him no matter what. What killed him emotionally, that he would never forget in his life span was the small barely hearable plea of why. He had no answers to give her just excuses, which he has used all these years to her. Therefore, he stood there crying wishing he could just hold her like the last time he lost their savings.

Startled by his wife’s outburst, he stepped back, his hands falling from their extended position anticipating of taking his wife into his arm as she screamed for him not to come near her. He listened to the things his wife said that cut him worse than any knife could do. His heart stopped when the words there won’t be a next time. His tears fell like rain from his cheeks to his faded tee shirt, he had lost her. How could he have allowed this to happen again but worse now some strange man was going to be touching his wife like they on their honeymoon. It made him sick to his stomach. He wont let her go, he will go and talk to this William and tell him that he wont allow his wife to do this.

He watched her walking away from him and knew this would be the outcome regardless if he talked to William and had this resolved for she had enough of his addiction. He leaned up against the small Island pushing his face into his hands. Weeping from the images he was getting now of the man fucking his wife. Anger built up as his mind showed her having a huge cock shoved in her mouth that wasn’t his and the pain nearly dropped him to the floor. His breathing was in jitters with the effects of his weeping. What has he done!

He walked to the bedroom wanting to burst in and tell her she wasn’t going but her words echoed in his mind. ‘Don’t come near me’ even the memory he could feel her anger, her disbelief that her husband put her in a poker pile as if she was a piece of jewelry for him to bid away. He turned and walked back to the living room. Pacing what the encounter with William would be like. The man was huge and who knows what he was in to have all that cash but he had it and he flaunted it.

“Love…” He watched her walk past him as if he wasn’t even there. That was the third knife that cut deep into him. When she asked where she was going not them was the slap she never gave him but wanted to. If sounded like she wanted this at first to his ears, but that was just him trying to push this off on her as if she asked to do this. He look in her eyes were cold like ice daggers staring at him. A pain rippled from his gut that almost made him puke.

“Your not going! I will go and talk to him and tell him I wont let you do this.” Tom’s anger now coming to par. He moved up the stairs as to take the keys form her.. I love you so much, please don’t do this let me go talk to him. I cant bare the images that I am all ready getting of you and him.” His words breaking up from his heavy sopping… “I Love you…”

 

[marine_biochild]

She flinched from his touch as he reached for the keys, her eyes cold. She blamed him for this, blamed him for her anger their debt. Blamed him for everything. All he had to do was call her! All he had to do was pick up the phone but instead he had bid her away. She thought she meant more to him than that. He yelled at her then, stating she wasn't going and her stomach flipped. He continued to speak, her hands beginning to shake once more. Slowly, she took a seat on the stairs, her head in her hands as she felt the tears begin again. "If you do that... he will only become angry. Thomas...." She said softly finally looking up at him. "There is no easy way out of this. You can't just take it back. He will hurt us. Hurt you."

Staring up at the man she had fallen for so many time before she felt her heart squeeze inside her chest. "Thomas....." Reaching out she dropped the keys to the stairs, taking his hands gently as she pulled him to the stairs with her. Looking down at their fingers she stared at the mark on her ring finger. The ring was gone but the indentation, the tan line so many years of happiness rested there. "We can't get out of this without me going tonight. We can't... pay this debt without suffering. It's the price for what you have done and... I'm so angry....so....." She held back a sob her as she squeezed his hands. "I love you Tom... I have ever since we were young. But...I can't... I can't continue like this. Two jobs... working all the time. And for what?"

Swallowing hard she spoke through burning tears. "This is it... the last straw...." She said quietly. "Its time to choose dear.... and I mean it this time." She whispered her tears falling to their clasped hands. "This is the last time I will pay your debt. The last time we will be in trouble with a debt collector and the last time we have to fix this." Looking up to him her eyes were pained, her cheeks marked with tears. "I want children...I want a happy life...together." Shaking her head she stared into his eyes, the eyes she had stared into many a night through the money problems and the hard road. They had always stared right back into her. "I want to come home to you on the weekends and not have to work. I want to take trips and have holidays...but if you keep this up....I can't keep this up. You need to decide Tom. And you have to decide now. Depending on what you say in this instant decides if I walk back through that door after this is over." Holding onto his hands tighter she felt fear bubble up in her chest. Would he pick her? Did he love her enough to change?

"Its either me or the gambling."

 

[Elvenoff1]

The shot of pain that sliced through his heart was detrimental. He realized that she never in their whole time that they knew each other did she flinch when he touched her as she just did. What has he done to her? To them? Was there anything left of them? Did he gamble on their marriage as well and got the same outcome as always, a losing hand. He stood there looking at her with pain in his eyes. His lips trembled with the fear that he has lost his wife for good. He just wanted to roll up and die for without her, he might as well be.

He watched in horror as he watched his wife withdrew and lowered herself down to the stairs her words were soft but firm in what had to happen. He shook his head in disbelief in what he was hearing. Did she want this? No his mind screamed ashamed that he even thought that she wanted this. All she was doing was telling what would come of things if they tried to back out of this. He could live with the hurting of him, but not of her but what the hell did that matter his wife was the one that was being hurt no matter what way they went. He knew William was a major pervert and what was going to happen to his wife..

He watched the keys fall from her hand. What came next was a wave of warmth surged through his body, his wife took his hand into hers. That moment Tom’s heart lifted a little for he knew that he had a chance now to keep her in his life and he was going to do what it took to keep her in his life forever. He felt the small guiding him to the stair next to her. He sat down and looked at her hand holding his. Her sharp words that he was the reason why this kind of debt had to be paid. She claimed she was angry but then she stopped to fight back a the notion to cry he felt her squeezing his hand. He moved his arm around her waist and rubbed her shoulder blade.

Her words of love for him brought shame to him for how could he say that he loved her when he put up his wife’s body for a poker game, but yet here she was telling him that she loved him and her doing this only proved that she did, but he had to prove it to her that he loved her as well he just didn’t know how. She continued to tell him of the thing she wanted, the mention of kids set his heart ablaze for he wanted children too but with his creating a financial hardship kids were moved to the back burner.

His heart broke when she continued to speak through her flowing tears, and when she looked at him and gave him the ultimatum he looks down from her sobbing.. “I love you baby, I want you.” He looked at her with apologetic eyes, “ I don’t want you to go. I will go and let William do what he wants with me. I don’t want you to go..” His body shook hard as he lost the battle of self-control.. “I don’t want you to go!”

 

[marine_biochild]

Shaking her head she squeezed his hands tighter. "No. You can't go. You can't back out of this." Leaning into him she let her head fall to his shoulder. "We've made it this far.... One more day. If you promise we can do this together. To change and to start fresh...We can." She said as she let her fingers run along his hands, her eyes down. Reaching up she wiped her cheeks her body still trembling.

This man, he had been her dream come true so many years ago. He loved her so much and with all of his heart, she only worried it wouldn't be enough. She could remember the times they had spent sitting on these very steps joking and laughing as they put on roller skates to roll around the den's hard wood floor the day they moved in and had found them in a box. A smile touched her lips as she remembered how he had almost dropped her as he carried her through the threshold. Tears touched her cheeks once more as she remembered the many fights over money, opinions and many other stupid nonsense that no longer mattered. How many times had they screamed at each other but always fell asleep laughing together.

Finally she spoke once more, breaking the silence. "I love you Tom." her eyes stared down at their entwined fingers. "Pr...promise you'll pick me up..." She felt her heart squeeze. "Eight O'clock tomorrow evening.... you'll be there....right? You... you wont leave me there will you." Fear ebbed its way into her voice as she squeezed his hand. "You wont forget about me and.... never come back... right?" Looking up at him her usually bright eyes glistened with tears as she sniffled. "You...You'll come back...it's just for one day.... You'll... still want me..." She could feel her throat squeezing as she held back a sob.

What if he didn't want her after a day with this man? What if she was no longer beautiful to him or no longer needed. What if... Looking down she wasn't sure she wanted to heart the answer as she took a deep breath trying to calm down. "Upstairs....on the counter in our bathroom. Bring me my ring.. and take me to his house." She said quietly. "This... I have to do this, if I want to or not." She said urging him on as she wiped her cheeks softly.

She heard his footsteps as he began to come down the steps but she didn't move. She was staring at her ring finger, her other fingers running along the mark the old band had created. What had her life become?

 

[Elvenoff1]

He felt his wife’s head upon his shoulder, tilting his against hers, retuning the squeezing her hand was doing to his. Her words of statement felt like a knife being inserted into his heart. He knew he had damaged this relationship but then the moment that though occurred she was letting him know that there was a path that lead back to her all he had to do was drop the gambling and walk to her and lose that way back to gambling.

After the realization of what he just did this evening putting his wife up on bids and losing her drilled his heart the gambling was done. Tom was many things but he was a man of his words. His technical words that he use the last time was he would try to quit and that was his downfall because he did try for a week, now that word tries was not even mentioned. “I’m done gambling.” Were his words to her. “I have made this life a hell for you. I promise the gaming is done. I want you in my life and I am so ashamed that it takes this to make me open my eyes. The pain I feel now is as if my world has just ended. What you see here now is the husband that I should have been all this time.

He squeezed her hand when she went on the painful road of what if he did not want her after this. She was begging him not to abandon her there. The pain that ripped through him was mind blowing, tear wrenching than anyone thought possible by words. He squeezed her hand tighter. Pulled her closer to him. “I was worried about you leaving me which you have all the right to do so. You told me you will give me one more chance. There is no way that I will leave you over there. There is no way that I will not want you back after this for this was my doing. I cant even ask you not to …not to…. Cum for him.. I just want you back period… The words he spoke hurt but he had to come to terms that William was going to fuck his wife..

There was a moment of silence between them. He was gathering memories of good times they had with each other and how much happiness that they were going to have when this is over. He was done with gambling. He was going out looking for another job and this was the turning point of their downward spiraling marriage. It was a new beginning for them. He had to tell himself that this was his doing and could not even blame her if she enjoyed this, yes it hurt like hell but it was his doing..

He got up and went to go get the ring that represented to all that she was spoken for. A ring that William will have to work around. He picked it up washed it to were it sparkled once more. He moved back down to her and took her by the hand and gentle pulled her up to her feet. He took her left hand. Looked into her eyes. With this ring I wed thee, With this ring I give you my word that I will be there to pick you up.. With this ring I have quit gambling. With this ring I want my wife… Will you take me as your husband so that I may put this back on your worthy hand? He put the ring upon her finger and took her into a deep passionate kiss. “I love you Lynn.” with that he walked out and took her to William’s house..

It was a huge mansion that set off on the coastline looking over the bay. Tom stopped the car at the front door walkway.. “I love you .. Reached over and pulled her to him… I will be here to get you ..I will you have my word.” He was crying while holding her tight….

 

[marine_biochild]

"With this ring I wed thee...." Her eyes rose to meet her husbands as he spoke. With a small smile she kissed him deeply before hugging his neck. "I love you Tom." She whispered against his ear and then... they were on their way.

She road in silence, her hands clutching at her coat to keep them from shaking. She was about to tell him goodbye when he grabbed her, pulling her to him. Tears touched her eyes as she held onto him. "I love you Tom... twenty-four hours...and I' yours again. " She whispered before kissing his cheek. "Be strong for my Tom....I need you to be strong...Because I wont be when this is over.." She said quietly before hugging him one last time.

Stepping out of the car she wiped her cheeks, sniffling slightly as she tried to pull herself together. "Lynn.... you can do this." She whispered to herself as she made her way up to the mansion doors. Stopping she turned taking one last look at her husband before knocking on the door she took a deep breath.

As the door opened she stared up at the man who would have full rein of her body for the next twenty-four hours. Stepping inside she said a small hello as she hugged her jacket around her. Before her stood a tall man with an evil grin. Deep down she feared what would become of her.

 

[Elvenoff1]

William stepped to the side "You must be Tom's wife. Come I have been waiting for you!" His face holding a mischievous grin. "Take that jacket off! I didn't tell you to wear a damn jacket!" His tone of voice elevated. "You will do everything I tell you to the letter! Are we on the same page!" He took the jacket and put it near the door. "Secure door." His voice called out. 'Door secured' came a computerized female voice.

He walks around her looking her up and down. "Very, very nice. I'm going to enjoy every inch of your body." He chuckles. "I'm going to make you feel like a slut when I'm done because you will be begging me to fuck you!" He smirked while moving behind her. He pulled out the leather collar and quickly snapped it into place.

Hooking a gold lead chain to the collar he walked her out of the foyer room to a large room that had more sexual toys than any sex shop. "Welcome to my playroom." He boasted as he pulled her further into the room. Over on the bed she sees another red haired female strapped down and also wearing a blue see through dress.

He smiles as he watches her "Yes, you will be eating pussy too!" He exclaimed. "Now get over here. I want you to undress me." He commanded.

 

[marine_biochild]

She jumped as he began to elevate his voice. Slipping out of the jacket she looked away, trying to hide her body. 'Door secured' the voice made her stomach flip. Taking a deep breath she glanced up at him. She was about to speak when she felt something cold against her neck. Pulling at it she growled. "You have got to be kidding me! I will never beg you to do anything but let me go." She growled. "When this is over. And my husbands debt is paid I will WALK out of here and never think of you again." She growled angrily.

She tried to pull from the lead and the collar but soon he was pulling her into the playroom. Seeing the woman on the bed she bit her lip. Taking a step back she shook her head. "You're joking right..." She said quietly. "You have to be joking. You sick bastard." She growled.

"I will not undress you. You can undress yourself. I don't even undress my husband." She growled angrily as she lied. She would often undress Tom when they were in the heat of the moment. Shaking her head she took another step back. She would not be broken. Not yet at least. She had to be strong and stand up for herself.

"Go to hell." she growled finally. "I'm not going to do anything to her. She's just ad innocent as I am." She growled. "You are one sick asshole."

 

[Elvenoff1]

William stopped, licked over his drying lips for a few minutes; he wanted to give her a few moments to think about what she just said to him. He intertwined his fingers and snapped the knuckles. The rise and fall of his shoulders showed the heavy breathing that was occurring within him. It was like the was trying to keep his calm. He exhaled with a force over his lips.

He turn and looks at her for a few moments. His eyes burning with desire and now anger. “You will do exactly what I tell you to do..” He moves over to her while his head tilts slightly down as he stares at her, his long, thick cock pressed up against her thigh “You are my property for the next twenty four hours.. And you will do as I say!” He reached out, up and gripped her by the hair. Twining her hair around his fingers he pulled back his hand that clenched her hair with a force that would snap a neck if he wanted too. He leaned into her personal space only inches from her lips.. “Do not piss me off Bitch..” he allowed his lips to brush across hers...before pulling his lips back...

“Now, One more time undress me..” He yanked the glob of hair he still clenched in his hand. “Next time I wont be so nice to you!” He yanked ever harder. Pushing her down with the hair till she follows his gesture of lowering to the floor.. “Now, Take my shorts off..” He hissed with an attitude…

 

[marine_biochild]

A painful gasp pushed past her lips as his rough fingers grabbed at her hair. Closing her eyes she could feel his breath against her trembling lip before soft skin brushed her,and then it was gone. Looking up at him she sneered, bile burning the back of her throat. She was about to object when his hand twisted, causing more pain to the back of her head while her pushed. Urging her to her knees she whimpered in pain. She stared at his buckle for a moment before taking a feel breath.

Trembling fingers reached up, beginning to unbuckle and unzip his pants. Carefully she undid everything before letting his shorts fall to the ground. "There. Now let me go." she hissed as she tried to stand only to have another twist cause hee to wince. Getting the hint she pulled down his underwear slowly, revealing his large member, her eyes widening. This was going to hurt, no matter what he did... There was no way she would be able to handle such a monster.

 

[Elvenoff1]

William smiled as the blonde woman reacted anxiously about the size of his cock. Most of the woman he has acquired through his gambling scheme reacted this way, which pleased him, for when it came time to shove it up their tight pussies their begging for him not too only drove him more. The sheer pleasure was hearing their cries and grunts as his tip penetrated them.

He dangled the huge tip in front of her face, bouncing the heavy girth off her nose several times. "Now reach up here and stroke this beauty as if it was your husband's cock!" He demanded, smiling as he used the intertwined ball of hair as a pain source to ensure that she obeyed him. This too was a common and almost routine move. This was to get their minds thinking of their husband as they were stroking him. He knew they were comparing his cock to their husbands and the look on their faces after the evaluating fact was astonishing.

He looked over to the bed that held the other misfortune woman. This was his first time to involve two wives as the same time, but sometimes you just have to change the routing. His eyes dropped back down to Chelsea admiring the look of hatred that every woman gave him at this point.

"Now, Show me how you lick your husbands cock!" the mischievous smile broadened upon his face.

 

[marine_biochild]

Her eyes fell closed, a look of disgust crossing her features when his member bounced against her face. Her trembling hand reaching up to take hold of the girth. Bile rose in her throat at the idea of taking him into her mouth. Biting back the urge to protest she pressed her lips forward. His taste was musky, a hint of soap and aftershave. She continued to take him further, her jaw hurting as she tried to fit him into her small mouth. She could feel the throbbed of his member against her tongue and she felt her stomach turn as she took him farther, her teeth grazing his skin lightly in an attempt to take him. Her fingers began to run along his balls her hand still trembling.

Eventually she felt the hand at the back of her head urging her further. She gagged slightly, her breathing deep to keep herself together. Tears touched her eyes and soon she had a good rhythm. She looked up at him praying he would get tired of her quickly. Pulling him out of her mouth she ran her tongue up his length her jaw already aching from his size.

 

[Elvenoff1]

William’s eyes closed while his cock stretched her lips open to accommodate his size. He almost swore that he heard her jaw pop, but that too would fade as she got used to his size, maybe. He lightly chucked to himself in wonderment he would have to test that theory he decided. His body jolted when the tongue was now pressed against the underside of his cock, trapped from his above average girth. He tensed when he felt the gazing of her teeth, his free hand formed a fist ready to punish her if it was intentionally, however it was just her readjustment to his size which he would allow this time.

He moaned upon feeling her hands move to his balls, the slight trembling added a sense of vibration to her touch, which only added to the pleasure he was already receiving by her wonderful mouth. His gaze lowered when she began to fuck his cock with her mouth. His hand was not not controlling her speed, but was still forcing her to take all of him on the downward stroke.

“Shit! That’s it bitch!” William grunted as he began to push his hips into her mouth, fucking her back. “I can tell you don’t get this satisfaction from your husband’s puny cock. Your going to be so disappointed with him now that you had a real man in your mouth.” William wanted to see those tears flowing, it just turned him on more.

The added licking of his cock length with her tongue was almost good enough to allow her to dislodge from his cock without being told to do so, but the operative word was almost. The palm of his hand was quick as it made a slapping contact with her jaw. “Did I tell you to stop sucking my cock! NO! You never do anything without me telling you to do so, unless I give you free rein! Do I make myself clear!” His voice boomed as he guide his cock back into her mouth and shoved it all the way down with one thrust.

 

[marine_biochild]

The sound of skin contacting registered in her ears before she felt it. Sitting back on her haunches she looked up at him, surprise and other emotions flitting across her eyes before it was gone again. His hand, still tangled in her hair guided her forward and in one thrust he was buried in her throat. Closing her now watering eyes she willed herself not to gag, not to give him the satisfaction for seeing her will to stay strong breaking.

The sound of her husband's words echoed in her head. "I love you, I will be here to get you. You have my word I will." swallowing back the bile that threatened and the tears clouding her vision she looked up at him her eyes narrowing. She wasnt going to give in. Her husband was waiting on her. She couldn't let him down, couldn't Crack under this horrible feeling. She pulled back, determination in her eyes.

She worked as hard as she could, her jaw cramping and searing from the pain of being stretched to far but she was going to finish, going to prove he couldn't knock her down or weaken her.

 

[Elvenoff1]

“Ahhh, That’s it!” William moaned with each push and drag her mouth performed upon his impelling shaft. Just watching her mouth stretch and the sound of her jaw popping to accommodate him was pure pleasure to him, however watching those beautiful eyes tearing up and sparkle put a tingle in the pit of his stomach. His left hand continued to grip her hair and moved back and forth with her head while his hips continued to slam forward with each push her head performed literately snapping her head back to start her withdraw.

William pushed Chelsea from his cock on her last draw and took a step back. He smiled as he watched the strands of saliva dripping from his cock. “I wonder just how many times your husband enjoyed seeing your mouth juice drip from his cock?...Mmm, looks of pure hunger me!” William chuckled, his eyes glaring at his prize with a new hunger burning.

It was time to see his winnings in full undress. Yeah this woman was gorgeous in her attire, but he was willing to bet she was even more so naked. “Stand up!” William pulled upward upon his prize’s guide chain. “It’s time for another game.” his eyes moving up and down the sweet form. He was going to enjoy this prize for a very long time, he just hoped she kept that strong, resistive persona she was hanging on too, for it was refreshing to feel a wall that he had to knock down.

He turned his head toward the redhead that was still whimpering. He wondered if he shouldn’t put them together for a few moments to get acquainted. Who knows, Maybe Blondie here could toughen red up a little bit. Get red to resist and so he would have to work on breaking her as well. ‘Yeah’ He decided rather easily. He could always get a few things ready and give them time to talk.

 

[marine_biochild]

She tried not to gag as he thrust into her, pulling her tighter against him as she swallowed what she could. She could feel her spit trailing her chin when he began to speak. Her eyes were filled with unspoken venom and when he finally pulled her up she couldn't help the wave of relief that followed. Her jaw was sore and she knew it would take some time to recover. She stood before him, her fingers playing with the short hem of her slip. She had a sinking feeling in her chest when he looked over to the redhead that things would soon get more revolting.

"What disgusting game do you have running through your sick mind." She growled crossing her arms as she looked up at him. She didn't like he was so much taller than her. It made her feel as if she was a child, unable to protect herself. She only hoped that he wasn't as sick as she feared. Maybe deep down there was a heart... or even morals. The thought made her stomach turn. Anyone able to own someone as a debt for twenty-four hours definitely didn't have either.

 

[Elvenoff1]

William’s hand shot out and grabbed the young blond’s throat, lightly lifting her up to where her feet barely touched the floor. “I don’t think I gave you permission to speak did I?” His eyes glaring at her, angered that she had the assiduity to speak without him giving her permission. “You speak only when I give you permission. Do you understand!” William eyes darted about looking into her eyes. His breath was heavy, his teeth gritted showing the muscular definition of his jaw.

William didn’t wait for any response as he slightly pushed her back away from his grip. “Now, I want that shit off of you!” He bellowed out at her. The anger of her questioning him still coursing through his body. “One thing I will promise you is that you will learn to give respect to your better!” The anger now flaring in his eyes. He took a step toward her, wanting to be very close when she began to undress.

His mind drifted back to the red head, a tasty treat for later for now he wanted to teach this bitch her place. “Move your fat ass!” William pushing his face into hers.

 

[marine_biochild]

She was mid thought when his hand wrapped around her thin neck. A choked plead was all she managed while her toes grasped at the hard floor. Her fingers came up to grasp at his wrist. He was yelling at her, berating her for speaking without permission.

"Do you understand? "

Oh she understood alright. She understood it was going to be a long twenty-four hours. She could see many conflicts over the coarse of this debt. Her eyes wondered to his tense jaw, the pulsing of it made her nervous. It reminded her of an animal cornered in a cage ready to lash out. She could herself choking, feel the skin of her neck wanting to bruise and then she was on the floor again. Being pushed back as he yelled once more.

She hesitated her fingers balling into fists at her sides. Respect to her better? Better? She wanted to laugh, to scoff in his face. Who was he to say he was better. She wanted to fight, to show he wasn't better. That he was nothing but gum on the bottom of her shoe

She jumped as he yelled again. Fire blazed in her eyes and she held back the urge to hit him. She opened her mouth to protest but the pain in her neck made her think better of it. Slowly she began to pull off her nightie her hair falling around her shoulders while she tossed it aside. Crossing her arms over her chest she looked up at him defiantly.

Finally, she couldnt hold back. "Better. My. Ass." she spat at him standing in nothing but a pair of cotton panties. "You will never be better than me."

 

[Elvenoff1]

There was what William was wanting, that fire in her eyes, a reason to break her fiery spirit. Too many a time did he have bitches just give into him, robbing him the pleasure of breaking them. No, this one was strong willed, a fighter, a valuable trophy for when he breaks her. He could feel the assumed pleasure of putting her panties in his small collection of other fighters that he had broken.

William smiled when she took off her nightie and he got a quick view of her ample breasts, however that smile faded when she covered them up. The rage still present increased as once again she made a move without being told too. He took a step into her pushing his face into hers, ready to jump down her throat about whom told her to cover up, however when she stood defiantly, glaring at him for a few seconds before she unleashed her tongue at him.

“I will show you who’s better!” He growled as his hand quickly shot up and once again grabbed a fist full of her hair and pulled her hair backward, then pulled the ball of hair downward attempting to make her look up to him. “You will apologize for insulting me from your knees!” He pulled her hair more downward toward the floor.

He stepped into her pushing his cock against her skin, and if she followed the pull of her hair, his cock would slide across her flesh. “Now, once your down on your knees, You will as me for forgiveness. Then you will ask me what do I want you to do.” He barked at her pulling more on her hair.