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Adulteress’ Punishment

“Jake, I love you. I know it’s hard to see that now, but it’s…aaahhhh…it’s true.” She tried to ignore Sven’s tongue as it kept caressing her pussy, sliding along her vaginal lips like an awful tease before stroking her clit with renewed vigor.

“Please Jake.”

She thought she saw a twinge of uncertainty in Jake’s eyes, but then it vanished.

“Quiet, little whore. I won’t listen to your lies.” As he said this, he flicked his wrist and the whip came slamming across her chest.

“AAAHHH!!” Miranda groaned as the whipping continued, a measured cadence that followed a predictable pattern. The whoosh of the leather, her muscles tensing up for the blow, and then her petite figure writhing in her bonds as the sting smote her tits. Only the distractions of Sven’s skillful tongue inside her pussy and licking at her clit kept her from losing her mind.


“AAYY! Please Jake! Stop! Please,” she begged.

Now Sven turned back and raised a hand, just so Jake knew that he was about to stand up. Jake waited until Sven had walked around behind Miranda’s prone form. Then his hands gently cupped Miranda’s breasts, wresting a groan from her throat as his palms cupped the supple, soon-to-be tender flesh. Now Sven’s big hands slid down to her hips. He kept one hand on her hip and pulled her butt back towards him until he had the perfect angle to slam his cock into her exposed pussy from behind. He reached around with one hand, rubbing her clit even as he eased his bulbous cock-head between her labia, sinking his shaft into her slick, tight vagina.

“Uhhh!!!” he groaned appreciatively and began to start a rhythm, pulling his cock halfway out and then slamming himself forward, impaling her hard with a tireless, staccato rhythm of fucks.

The sound of the whip returned. Jake’s muscular arm lashed forward, and with it that five-tailed whip smacked harshly against her breasts. If this had been a real whip, one designed for livestock, then the beautiful girl’s breasts would have already been covered with angry ribbons of welts. Fortunately for Miranda, the whip was a sex toy, and though the tendrils stung something awful, they didn’t leave a mark. At least not yet.

“Ahhh!” Miranda groaned as she felt Sven’s cock slide deep inside her wetness. The bulky Russian clearly enjoyed the vicelike grip of her cunt squeezing the whole length of his shaft each time the slap of the whip against her tits had her squirming and squealing.

“Oh, yes, you sexy bitch. Keep writhing on my dick. That feels like heaven,” Sven growled. He slid his hands along her hips and held her fast, looking down at their enjoined bodies as he fucked her furiously, his cock sliding easily in and out of her damp sex. The truth was, as awful and humiliating as this felt, the cock drilling her cunt and grazing her inner walls with so many decadent sensations had started enslaving Miranda to obscene desires she didn’t want to acknowledge.

The next fifteen minutes were a blur of pain and pleasure for the girl. Her slender, feminine figure flailed each time the whip smote her breasts. Each time that happened, her cunt clenched around Sven’s cock, milking his balls towards release. Despite the onslaught of stimuli assaulting her brain, Miranda managed to think, to focus her mind on the problem; how could she win back her enraged husband’s affection? Or at least make the pain stop?

Suddenly she had an idea.

Sven’s cock slammed deep into her pussy, only his testicles showing as he sheathed himself in her flesh. The girl could feel his cock straining inside her. He was going to come soon, to gush inside of her. She didn’t want that.

“Please Jake, don’t let him come inside me,” she moaned. “You don’t want him to get me pregnant. I don’t want to have any child but yours, Jake. Please!”

But her reminder backfired on her. Jake’s expression turned even grimmer. He lashed the whip with even more force across her breasts.


Jake bellowed, “You should have thought of that before you let Matthew fuck you without protection, bitch. As I said before, I am no longer going to listen to your lies.” The next stroke smote her supple cones with a special cruelty that definitely came from Jake’s sense of being betrayed. Two thin, red stripes sprouted across the girl’s beautiful breasts, and Miranda realized that her words were only enraging Jake even more. If he kept hitting her like that, her breasts were going to be more than just tender and sore. So instead she shut her mouth, just groaning and tensing up with each lash of the whip, with each plunge of Sven’s cock.

Sven leaned over, licking the side of her neck as his cock speared up towards her womb with a series of fucks so furious that his balls jostled back and forth in a blur of motion.

“Almost there, bitch. Uh! Uhh!! UH!!!! Almost ready to fill your pussy,” Sven growled. He reached up with both hands, cupping and squeezing Miranda’s breasts as the moment of truth came. Miranda wailed as Sven’s calloused hands touched her overly sensitive tits, then groaned as she felt that cock twitch madly inside her slippery, pungent sex. Her cunt filled with the viscous, slimy cum shooting out of Sven’s cock until his swollen testicles finally stilled, his movements stilling as he just lay pressed up against her back, his cock enfolded in her warmth.

He waited, relishing the hug of her snatch around his manhood, until at last he pulled out. His manhood was shiny with their combined fluids. The scent of sex hung heavily in the air. Miranda’s head sagged forward. She was panting, huffing loudly. The girl desperately wanted to say something, to make Jake see reason. But she didn’t know what she could say. She tried not to think about the sticky cum dribbling from between her thighs. The girl tried not to think about the other four men with raging cocks just waiting to have their way with her next.

Sven walked up to Jake and put out his hand.

“Shall I take over the whip?”

Jake nodded. “Go ahead. I’ll stand back and watch.”

Sven turned to the others, and Felipe took a step forward.

“I’ll take sloppy seconds. I want to fuck that pussy,” the Spaniard growled.

The Spaniard strode up to her. He cupped her mons, enjoying the smooth feel of her shaved pubic area. He went from cupping her sex to drilling her twat with two fingers, the slimy leftover cum making for the perfect lubrication as he finger-fucked her and watched the build-up of pleasure behind her eyes.

“Please,” Miranda sighed. If she couldn’t convince her husband to be merciful, maybe she could reason with these men instead. She had to try.

“Please tell your friend not to whip me,” Miranda begged. Felipe smiled, one hand stroking the side of her face as his other hand kept finger-fucking her tainted sex.

“Mmm. Tempting, but what do I get out of it?” he said playfully.

“I’ll do whatever you want,” Miranda said without thinking.

Felipe’s brow jerked up and then his eyes turned wicked. “Did you hear that, Sven? This little slut will do ANYTHING I want to avoid the whip. That sounds entertaining, does it not?”

Sven’s smile was grim but amused. “I think you should take the bitch up on her offer.” The other men’s chuckles voiced their agreement.

Felipe turned back to the sexy brunette, his lips teasing hers until he gave her a French kiss, leaving her breathless. At the rate his fingers were hitting her g-spot and rubbing along her insides, she wasn’t far from orgasm either. Now, sensing her mounting lust, he slipped his other hand to her sex, his fingers rubbing at her clit in a devastating series of caresses.

“Ughhh!!” Miranda moaned. Her nipples beaded up. Oh god, her cunt was on fire! No…! Her mind started to scatter…her body responding to the Spaniard’s touch. Her leg muscles turned to jelly as all of her being got reduced to just the sensations along her clitoris, inside her slimy pussy, along her delicate labia as the man’s fingers did their work fucking and stroking, fucking and stroking… fucking and… oh god…

“CUM for me, bitch. You know you want to,” Felipe shouted.

Miranda’s hot, slick passage made squelchy-wet sounds as it sucked at Felipe’s darting fingers. This couldn’t be happening. Oh god. NO! Miranda’s eyes widened as Felipe leaned over to taste one of her nipples, sucking it hard and deep into his mouth until the new sensation tore through her aching tit like exquisite torture.

“CUM now or I tell Sven to whip you!”

Miranda whimpered and thrust her crotch forward to meet the thrusts of Felipe’s fingers. Anything but that awful whip. The lithe brunette moaned with feeling as she kept shoving her pussy to meet those furiously pumping fingers. Now she couldn’t stop, the train was about to derail. Her mind…it might just explode.


Miranda’s slender feminine figure arched violently. Her eyes rolled back in her head. She felt a million stars exploding behind her eyelids as it happened. The inferno in her loins erupted like lava spewing from a volcano. Her cunt cream gushed onto the Spaniard’s fingers. Felipe felt the girl’s quim clench up on those same fingers as she writhed in pleasure to the clinking of chains. Finally, her heart still hammering in her ribcage, Miranda slowly became aware of her surroundings again. She saw Felipe’s glistening fingertips right in front of her face.

“You came hard, bitch. You gushed all over my fingers like a whore. Now taste yourself.” He inserted his fingers into her mouth, and she sucked obediently. She was hyper-aware of Jake in the background, watching her. Some of his anger seemed to have dissipated, replaced by lust…and something else she couldn’t quite identify.

Now Felipe drew his fingers from between Miranda’s lips with a grunt.

“You have had your share of pleasure for the time being. Now it is time that you made good on your promise. You want a reprieve from the whip? Fine. You’ll get one. After I’m done fucking your pussy, you are going to suck your fluids off my cock, and THEN you and I are going to spend some quality time on the mattress. I’m going to lie back and let you do all the work, and do you know what you are going to do, bitch?”

Miranda shuddered, afraid to ask. “No, Sir. W-what?”

“You’re going to lube up my cock with some nice warming oils and then put my cock in your ass and impale yourself on it and ride me.” The way Miranda’s eyes widened, every man in the shipping container knew at the same time; this girl had never done anal before.


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