Depraved Secrets

The elbow room was quite ascetic - ovalbumin, painted bulwark dotted here and there with a few old word-painting frames, a frosted methamphetamine windowpane and, strangely, what appeared to be some sort of clear polythene sheeting, covering an old worn carpet. Lastly, 2 worn looking armchairs were just visible to the right and left field of the setting that was revealing itself to my get gaze.
‘ What is this ?'I thought to myself. I didn't realize the room. It certainly wasn't a video recording I could recall taking !
The disc had been in a blank box ; on it, just a day of the month in black permanent marker,'12.03.02 ’. I'd found it earlier, hidden amongst some old clothes of Ellen's at the back of a drawer in the unit in our spare bedroom, whilst preparing to redecorate. It would still be there, if I hadn't been forced to empty said draftsman in order to have that finicky item of article of furniture easier, because tripping, to affect. The redecoration was going to be a surprise for Ellen, my wife of 10 long time, when she returned from the hebdomad's break with her booster Stacey, who lived in Edinburgh. I had been promising to do it for historic period, and now, to express just how a lot I appreciated her and missed her when she was away ; I had determined to do it. However, upon discovering the aforesaid D.V.D. and with curiosity, aroused, I resolved to pause for just a few second to see what exactly was on it.
The scene remained undisturbed for about half a minute and I was just about to ‘ fast forward ’, when a tall, muscular man, holding a can of beer, stepped into the shaft, wearing just a couplet of somewhat maculate underpants. He was heavily tattooed, with a huge satanic like figure covering his exposed back. As he moved, his feet stuck to the sheeting causing it to arise slightly with every step.
He was closely followed by a second man, this one sometime and slightly light but vastly overweight and hirsute. He too was clad in just underpants and his belly flopped obscenely over the waistband. His legs were thick, like tree trunks and as he moved to sit on the unexpended deal armchair, he turned to reveal a ruddy cheeked, unshaven and particularly oily skinned face. His hair too, what little there was of it, was lank and greasy.
The beginning man then followed suit and sat in the early chair, revealing more of himself to the photographic camera. Short cropped whisker topped his cheat side, which had a yearn cicatrice running from just below his left eye down to his upper berth lip. As he settled into his chair, his left field helping hand disappeared into his drawers and he began to stuff and stroke his already hardening cock.
‘ What the fuck is this ?'I said to myself, whereupon, quite inexplicably, my judgement returned to that appointment written on the showcase.
We had been married for just over a class then, and, as I remember, Ellen had been a small down, putting a temporary point to what had been, up to then, a level-headed sex life sentence. Then too, she had spent a few days away with Stacey and on her getting even, after a workweek, she was back to her rule self… ..
My reverie was interrupted by a crusty Scottish voice emanating from the silver screen saying,'How old is she ?'
It was the younger man from the telecasting and as he finished speaking, he burped loudly and took another swig of beer.
‘ Early thirties,'was the reception,'It's her first off time though, so we probably can't go too far today.'
‘ Pity-but I s'pose we don't wantae put her off. Slightly older than usual too, what's the level, Chas ?'replied the first man.
‘ No playscript - play it by ear !'was the response.
‘ Oh, I like that I'm really in the humour today. Wouldnae caution if I didn't get paid. Maybe see just how far we can take her. What d'ya say ?'
‘ Aye maybe, but the finale is in her hands….Ah here she is, Alex my man,'and both men then turned towards the television camera as a female build appeared centre blind, with her back to the camera.
Chas, aggressively, was first to speak,'Get over here, between our chairs and face the window. Don't you dare expect at us. Keep your fuckin'head down !'
Her response was prompt and as she moved, both men began to squeeze their prick through the fabric of their pants. When she reached the speckle identified by the older man, her full public figure could be seen. She was wearing a Shirley Temple Black attire cut just above the genu with a low cut back. Black stockings covered her shapely ramification. Clearly they were stockings because the outline of the belt could be seen. Her hair was blonde and it must let been just over shoulder joint length, though it was backbreaking to be certain as it was tied up neatly, revealing the sexiest of slender cervix. On her feet was a pair of stiletto heeled shoes. This woman, whoever she was, was dressed for an elegant evening out, not a Night in this rather seedy room.
‘ Don't you fuckin'relocation a brawn or verbalise a fuckin'word of honor unless we tell you - got that ?'This prison term it was Alex.
‘ Yes, Sir !'was the obedient and somehow familiar sounding response. It was Ellen's voice surely ? My heart leapt into my pharynx !
‘ crimp over at the waist and open your pegleg. celebrate your arms out in strawman of you !'was the side by side order and once again the woman complied immediately.
‘ But that couldn't be Ellen,'I thought seeking to write myself, ‘ she has much darker hair.'My mind was a whirl of mix-up and I decided to rewind back to the world-class coming into court of the cleaning woman and analyse her more than closely.
It seemed impossible, yet though the hip joint were more slender, the legs, waist and ass could certainly be hers. And that neck ! Surely that was the like sexy, sick neck I had been kissing for the last 10 eld ? There was only one way to confirm my ever worsening awe. I had to ascertain more than. With growing trepidation, I pressed play once again !
… .. ‘ That's it, Slut !'sneered Alex, as, rising from his chair, he stepped towards the woman and, beer can in hand, began to pour the remaining contents over her head. There was a splutter as the cleaning lady sought to get her breath and gain the liquid from her nozzle, and the sound of splashing as some of the beer hit the polythene plane. Both men laughed. Chas now straightened his left leg and pushed his invertebrate foot up between her legs.
‘ Hmmm a thong, and, if I'm not mistaken, you're already wet. You fuckin'strumpet ! Can't wait for us to get going eh ?'he sneered. ‘ Well, you don't have to. Alex get the scissor grip from the tabular array !'
This he did, leaving the guess only briefly, before returning with a pair of what looked like dress-making scissors. The camera zoomed in and, grinning lasciviously, he opened and shut them a few times making them get across menacingly. Chas then stood up and moved to the woman's left saying, ‘ Straighten up, then turn and show your slutty facial expression to the photographic camera !'
As she did this, what little hope I had that I was wrong evaporated. It was my wife's face. youthful of course - but hers nevertheless ! I retched as my breadbasket revolted at the shot, and the realisation that my wife, the woman I loved, had been unfaithful - and in a most unbelievable way ! Though to what lengths she had gone, I didn't yet know. Indeed at that point I wasn't prepared to bear witness to any more - and stopped the picture.
I sat for a yearn time. confusedness and chaos inside my head. What the piece of tail had she done ? This was 10 year ago ! How was it that I had no glimmer ?
I cried. I surged through emotions never before experienced - craze, betrayal, despair ! We had enjoyed, for the to the highest degree component, a very good sex life. Yes…….there had been juncture when her passion waned, of class there was - and these had… .. I froze - unwilling to accept fully the actualisation that was now dawning on me ! These occasions had actually been quite an regular. Ellen's ‘ low'had actually recurred about 3 times every year. And 3 multiplication every yr she would spend a few days, sometimes even up to a calendar week, with her big friend - Stacey ! Crushed, I left the house and walked, hoping to pucker further my thoughts !

The refreshful air didn't help - though what I expected it to do, I wasn't sure. When I finally returned home some minute later, I was still unresolved as to what I was going to do ! Was what had yet to unfold on that pic a one-off ? Or was it the low of many ? Had there been any before 2002 ? I needed her here, now ! I needed to face her ! I wanted to hit her ! If she had been here I probably would bear ! What the nookie was I going to do ? There seemed no solvent to my turmoil !
It was in this unhinged body politic of idea that I returned to our chamber and sat on our bed, staring at the blank T.V. screen. Could I bear to look on the residual ? Watch 2 strange men do…well, do what with… or should that be to, her ? For, though Alex and Chas were clearly in bearing on screen, the conversation before Jackie's appearance certainly suggested that she was a will play matter. How could she bear allowed herself to be degraded like this ? What had possessed her ?
I pressed play once again… ..
As I watched, Alex took her Kuki roughly and lifted her grimace, make up now smudged by the beer, to look straight at the camera. He squeezed and through gritted teeth snarled,'I hope you've got something else to wear after we've finished, ‘ cos we're going to cut your clothes off now.'
With that the camera zoomed out to capture the action.
‘ P'raps we should cut her hair off initiatory, Chas. Whadd'ya think ?'and as he said it, Alex ran the blades of the scissors grip through Ellen's hair. Her knee joint visibly weakened and she made as if to say something, yet didn't.
The immature man then slipped the scissor hold down to the hem of her apparel and began quickly to cut upwards. Soon her little step-in, 2-dimensional belly and melanize bra were exposed to opinion. Alex then cut through the straps, causing the cloth to fall to the floor.
‘ My turn now !'said Chas and taking the scissors grip, he slipped the sword underneath the left strap of her bra and snipped. This he repeated with the right strap and then, reaching around her backrest, he cut again and like her dress, the bra was gone !
‘ cover girl tits !'whispered Chas and simultaneously he teased her teat with the tip of the brand. Ellen stopped breathing !
‘ pantie next I think,'continued Chas and then ‘ snip, snip'they too were gone, leaving her standing there only in stockings and horseshoe. Chas'vast hand headed heterosexual person to her let out cunt and he pushed 4 fingers roughly into her, making her squeal.
‘ Shut the fuck up you slut !'shouted Alex and as he said it he hit her difficult on the ass ! He hit her 4 times- each one harder than the last. The television camera showed clearly the tears welling up in Jackie's center - yet she stayed silent as ordered.
Chas now took the scissors and ran the opened scissor blade down each leg, tearing through the stockings. Up he came again and cut through the suspender belt. Finally, he bent down, cut through the strap of Ellen's brake shoe and pulled them off. My wife was now completely naked in social movement of the barbarous gaze of a camera and 2 rough, hard looking men.
With shock, I then became aware that my cock was hardening - I was becoming aroused by what I was watching. I wanted them to hurt her, degrade her too, just as by doing this, she was hurting and degrading me !
…….Alex spoke succeeding, ‘ On your stifle, slovenly woman !'and without waiting, he pushed her down. ‘ Look up !'he continued.
Ellen obeyed, looking up at the 2 men wide-eyed. What followed saw Chas, grab her tomentum and take out her chief right back, before releasing a longsighted string of saliva directly towards my married woman's human face. It dangled momentarily before pooling on her nose and running down her right cheek. Alex followed wooing but his was spat violently into her eye, which shut momentarily.
‘ Don't you dare shut your fuckin'eyes ! Open them and preserve ‘ em spread !'
This she did. The 2 men followed up with 3 or 4 to a greater extent mouthfuls of spit covering to the highest degree of her face !
‘ What a fuckin'worthless piece of damn you are !'Alex shouted at her. ‘ You like having our saliva all over your look don't you ?'There was a break,'well don't you ?'
‘ Yes, Sir.'and as she spoke, some of their mingled spittle oozed into her mouth.
‘ digit yourself you fucking whore !'Chas this time, helping to maintain the broadside of verbal abuse.'finger yourself but don't you dare cum !'
‘ No, Slut… .. not until we tell you ! Chas I think I want to piss on her now. She can eat your asshole while I do !'sneered Alex….
Now I knew the ground for the polythene sheeting !
… .. Chas took Ellen by the neck and turned her incline on to the camera, but not before giving 6 hard slap to her tits.
‘ Keep fuckin'fingering yourself and don't stop !'ordered Alex.
Chas then pulled down his pant, bent slightly and then pushed his flabby ass into my wife's face.'lap every fuckin'bit of it and get your tongue inside !'She plunged her lingua straight into his hole and to serve her, he opened his cheeks wide-eyed. I could take heed her practically purring as she slurped…she looked and sounded like she was enjoying this ! She continued to rub her twat too.
Alex now moved into position behind her and pulled out a articulated lorry erect cock from his pants. Pointing it at the back of Jackie's head, he quickly began to spray a stream of rancid looking Orange River pee in short explosion all over her hair. The strong liquid ran in rivulets down her back before disappearing into the cleft between her ass buttock. He stopped and commanded Ellen to stop over.
‘ Chas, sit on the death chair. The slattern can kneel between your legs and carry on. I want to piss all over her cunt !'
Positions were changed and as Chas sat and pulled back his legs, the television camera zoomed in close to reveal fully his filthy looking dilate son of a bitch, dripping with Ellen's saliva. With the tv camera so close it was well-off too see the lecherousness in my married woman's eyes.
‘ rightfield, Slut - get your fuckin'tongue in there and keep playing with your own cunt !'ordered Alex, and to facilitate, he pushed her head into Chas'ass.
Then he told her to lower her dorsum and push her own ass and cunt out, which she quickly did. He began again to spray, first her asshole and then her puss with his orangeness piss. The photographic camera captured clearly how each herculean atomiser opened the lips of her cunt. She continued to groan - enjoying, it seemed, this demeaning intervention to the full !
‘ Chas, fart in the cunts face !'urged Alex. There quickly followed an audible and long drawn out fart. As it sounded, there was an increased rubbing of Ellen's snatch and an equally audible groan of pleasance from her lips.
‘ I'm gon na be ready soon, Alex !'grinned Chas.
‘ Me too !'replied Alex.
Ready for what ? I wondered as I watched - now transfixed it seemed - at the sight of Ellen submitting to such degradation….
……On the screen, Alex finished pissing on Ellen and wiped the head of his cock in her tomentum. The polythene beneath her was covered in piss as, by now, was Ellen's entire seat half.
Chas now grabbed Ellen's capitulum and ordered her to lie down on her back on the peeing covered polythene.
‘ bread and butter fingering yourself, hussy ! That's it ! Can you sense Alex'piss all over your book binding and legs ? You're like a pig in crap aren't you ?'
‘ Yes, Sir I am !'was the almost breathless reply.
‘ right hand, now you're gon na eat Alex'motherfucker as he squats over your fuckin'slutty side. I am going to pass water all over your tits. When we've finished, your whole body will reek of our piss and we'll send you back without laundry. Every man you walk past will be able to smell our pee on you and they'll know exactly what you are !'With that Alex straddled Ellen's prone consistence and, having already taken off his drawers, he pulled his boldness wide apart and lowered his ass onto her face. As Ellen began to eat and suck on his hole, he started to rub his shaft hard. Chas then, tittup semi-erect stood over Ellen and began, like Alex earlier, to spray, in short powerful burst, strong xanthous piss over her tits. Much of it bounced off and it could be clearly heard splashing onto the polythene.
This continued for about a second before Chas spoke again, ‘ twist your cunt outdoors I want to piss all over it. In fact I want to piss in it ! Do it… .. now !'
Ellen stopped fingering herself and pulled at her sass. Chas moved closer and continued to make in short bursts. Although her lips were forced receptive even more with each burst it wasn't assoil if any piss did get in. The sight though was so degrading ! So filthy !
Chas'current of peeing gradually started to decline and as it poured down her cunt and pubic haircloth it pooled in a large make beneath her. The smell must suffer been terrible and so strong was the weewee of both men, that her tegument must consume been smarting and burning. Ellen though, seemed to demonstrate no discomfort, and all the time she had continued eating Alex'whoreson.
Chas then disappeared from view and as he did so, Alex lifted himself a little and ordered Ellen to stick out her natural language. The photographic camera zoomed in closely. Alex then barked ‘ livelihood that tongue out !'He then proceeded to arise his bulky frame of reference up and down whilst allowing the photographic camera to show Ellen's tongue disappearing and re-appearing from inside his now very dilate hole. She almost purred as he continued for a minute or so. All the while she fingered her puss frantically. Finally, with the homecoming of the untried Chas, Alex stood up and moved to the side.
‘ You haven't cum yet, Bitch have you ?'Chas demanded.
‘ No, Sir !'Ellen replied.
‘ But you're ready to now I'm for sure !'he continued, ‘ Well Slut it's almost time. Get up !'
Ellen obeyed and watched, wide - eyed, as Chas produced a large dildo with a suckered end. He then dipped the fool into the pool of piss and, finding a dry dapple of the polythene cover, stuck it firmly in place. I noticed that the camera had to re-adjust its focus, as, momentarily, the picture blurred.
‘ Now, hussy get that whole affair in your cunt and start fucking it grueling !'
Ellen moved to straddle the dildo. Both men watched lustfully as she lowered herself towards it. She opened her brim with the finger's breadth of her left helping hand, grasped the dildo with her the right way script and it then began to vanish into her wet cunt. The head was soon out of view and with just a few more up and down thrusts, she was sitting down on the full length and moaning….
She wasn't it seemed going to sleep with the men. She was staying faithful…at least in some flesh. Why the fucking then was she doing this at all ? They had slapped her, pettifoggery on her, verbally abused her and pissed on her. Why not let them have intercourse her. What difference would it make. She couldn't be more degraded could she ?
My terminal question was soon answered….
backrest on the screen Ellen was ordered by Chas to stop pumping herself on the dildo.
He then shouted, ‘ Cup your hands together and admit them out in front end of you !'
She complied. Alex, now completely raw, squatted his sweaty ass over her men and –unbelievably to my watching eyes - began to push out a thickheaded turd into Ellen's waiting manus. It emerged slowly and the camera captured every moment in finish up. There were hearable farting racket as it continued to slide out, benighted brown with drawstring of white mucus clinging to it. Ellen's face wasn't visible. What verbal expression would it have shown ?
Her hands remained steady as the shit finally exceeded it's thickest part and curled itself into my married woman's hands. Alex'whoreson was seen to retract momentarily before another turd emerged and dropped into Ellen's hands.
The camera zoomed out to evince my wife sitting motionless on the dildo with both arms outstretched and an aspect, not of revulsion but pleasure. She was gazing, with lust in her heart, at the shit which filled her hands.
Chas now took off his pants and he too squatted his bastard over Ellen's hands. ‘ More coming, fornicatress ! Don't drop any or you can eat it !'he goaded.
nookie yourself hard and lay down yourself cum as you watch me grass into your hands.'
Ellen began to absorb herself onto the dildo and this time the camera captured the unharmed scene as Chas pushed out his shit. The first dirt splattered, spraying itself over Ellen's arms and as it did so, she began to cum, pumping herself dissolute and moaning in obvious rapture. Soon her hands were overflowing with the shite of both men. Naturally she wasn't able-bodied to nurse it all and some fell to the polyethylene below. Chas stood erect and told her to keep fucking herself.
‘ sniff our dickhead you fuckin'hussy and make yourself cum again - it'll take a leak it prosperous next time !'
‘ Next time ?'I panicked, ‘ Next clock time ?'
On screen Ellen pulled her hands towards her aspect and sniffed deeply urged on now by both men. She evidently began to cum again too.
Was this possible ? What the fuck was ill-timed with her ? How could she do this ? Any of this ?
…'Why don't you try kissing it you filthy fuckin'slut ? Go on kiss our shit ! You know you want to ...
Alex'urging though was interrupted by a female voice - Stacey's I immediately realised, which said, ‘ That's enough for now !'Whereupon the film stopped.
I sat stunned for a long time. What could I do now. The adult female I loved was not who I thought she was. What drove her to do this to me…to herself ? How many multiplication had she done this ? How many ?
That man Chas had said ‘ Next time.'Were there more movie ? Were there more films in our star sign ? If there were, I needed to see them. I didn't want to watch them…but I had to !
I charged into the supernumerary room and began to empty every drawer onto the floor. Clothes and more clothes- but nothing else !
I returned to our bedroom and rifled through everything of hers. aught in the drawers. nothing in her wardrobes ! Finally, I grabbed one of her jewellery corner, emptied it onto the bed… and out dropped an unfamiliar looking retentivity stick !


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