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Oxford's English dictionaries define fiction as "something that is invented or untrue." So please do not tell me 'It would not happen like that'. Because you are right. It probably would not. This is fiction, so do not complain it is not real. If you want realism, go and watch a documentary or the news.

Revenge.

In the taxi I felt distraught at what had happened. They had taken the love of my life away from me and subjected her to unspeakable things. I cried. I was still slightly woozy from the drugs, my brain slowly clearing, and as it did, a plan started to form.

This is Dark people

Friday

It was a Friday and my Fortieth birthday. My parents had taken the children away for a week to Cornwall. My wife, Mary, had booked the restaurant next to the golf course on the edge of town months ago; it took ages to get in. It was very good so we were told, ideal for celebrations like this. There was a nightclub next door. It was not our intention to go there, we are not nightclub sort of people, just a couple of average middle-aged people. I worked for an engine manufacturer in Derby. Mary was a librarian at the local university. We did alright for ourselves. We shared our hobbies. Mine kept me fit, and I made things for a local club I belonged to in my workshop and the club pandered to Mary's pleasure of dressing up and amateur dramatics.

Her dressing up really showed that Friday night as she came down the stairs of our house prior to going out she was not slim, she had bulges in all the right places as befitted a thirty eight year old mother of two. She got halfway down the stairs in her satin red dress, red velvet choker with a heart emblem, her hair piled on her head, her makeup perfect, even better was the smile on her face. The satin dress had a split to mid-thigh, she gently eased it to one side to show me her stocking tops. "These are for you my sweetheart for being a wonderful husband." I almost didn't want to go out. I knew that with a smile on her face, there would be fun tonight when we got home.

We got a taxi to the restaurant; the food was fantastic, and the service was brilliant. They made us feel very welcome. I was surprised when the maître-d' came across to us carrying a small sponge cake with four candles on it. He smiled at me. "Happy Birthday Sir, may you have a pleasant evening, we wish you well."

I looked at Mary, the smile on her face said it all. She had organised this. There was a gentle applause around the restaurant as I blew out the candles, the maître-d' appeared with a small knife and handed it to me and I cut a slice out to give to my gorgeous wife. That was when a gentleman and a lady turned up beside our table. "Excuse me, that was a lovely gesture, would you mind if we take a photograph. My name is Bryan and this is Beverly; we own this restaurant. We would like to use your picture on social media as advertising if you have no objections."

I couldn't see the harm in it. I looked them over, he was a handsome man, Beverly was a good-looking woman, and both were very smartly dressed. The way they reacted to each other and they were both wearing wedding rings implied they were husband and wife. But they never said so. They certainly acted like it. But they looked kind of similar, never mind.

We arranged the cake so the slice I had taken out could not be seen, all four of us posed around it and the maître-d' took several photographs with his phone, he nodded to Bryan and walked away.

Beverly spoke to us. "As a thank you would you join us for a drink next door in the club, we own that as well. Just a quick one as we can see you have other things planned for this evening." Beverly had a dazzling smile.

We could see no reason not to accept. Mary smiled and told them we had a taxi booked for ten o'clock, so as long as we had finished by then, it would be okay. That gave us about an hour, that would be ideal.

Bryan and Beverly escorted us out of the restaurant to the club, as we walked in Bryan walked forward and spoke to a large man on the door. "George, this is Evann and Mary. They are our guests for tonight, make sure they are looked after."

George looked across, put out his hand and said. "Welcome." He shook both our hands and smiled at us. Seemed like a nice fellow.

Bryan ushered us into the club. The lighting wasn't too dim, you could see everybody, the music wasn't too loud, you could hold a conversation. That was a surprise, this was not like the few of the clubs that Mary and I had been to in the past; there were not that many mind you. Those we did go to put us off going back.

Bryan guided us to a booth at the back of the club but I noticed It was between two fire exits, a sort of exclusive area. I look for those sorts of things. Sad, I know. A waitress appeared. I wanted beer but I thought something more refined would be ideal so I asked for a gin and tonic, single. I had things to do this evening. I did not want to be incapable. Mary had a glass of white wine. We chatted with Bryan and Beverly, they told us how they built the club up and how the restaurant catered for the majority of people who used the club, A sort of symbiotic relationship.

They asked what we did for a living and a bit about us. We told them, all quite boring really, I've had a few sips of my gin and tonic keeping an eye on the time. I started to feel a bit woozy, not off, not ill, just not top hole. I looked across at Mary, her eyes seemed a bit glazed over, most of her wine was gone. "Are you alright sweetheart, you've lost a bit of colour?" I asked her.

Beverly became immediately concerned. "Is she alright, I hope it's not something she ate next door?"

Bryan piped up. "Look we've got a room just behind here, shall we go in so she can have a bit of a lay down, we will make sure your taxi is sorted." I got up, I was a bit unsteady on my feet but with Bryan's help we managed to get Mary through the small fire exit which led to a corridor with three doors on one side and another fire exit at the end. Bryan went to the middle one, I thought that was strange, but I do not know why I thought it strange.

He opened the door and ushered us inside. I did notice there was a dressing screen, some strange shapes in the dark and a large TV on the wall. It was all very plush, red leather, deep red carpets and what looked like a big bed and a couple of chairs, I found it a bit hard to concentrate.

Bryan and Beverly helped Mary onto the bed. "Just let her lay on the bed for a minute. I'm sure she will recover. Have a seat in the chair." Said Beverly, she had a soft voice I thought to myself.

I was feeling worse; the room was spinning. I managed to make it to the chair with Beverly's help and collapsed in it. It was very comfortable, I think I fell asleep. Whatever it was had wiped me out.

As I passed out, I thought this could be food poisoning, I hoped not, I would not want to get Bryan and Beverly into trouble.

I was coming round and through the mugginess I heard a comment from Bryan. "I don't think you gave him enough."

"I put an extra drop in. He does seem quite bulky under those clothes. How much did you give her?" That sounded like Beverly.

"Oh, the usual amount."

"She'll be okay, she'll be putty in your hands little brother. It was that red choker that did it for you wasn't it? You think she's a bit submissive. Right up your street".

"You know me so well big sis." What the bloody hell was going on here. The next thing I knew there was a soft cold flannel on my face that seemed to wake me up.

I blinked my eyes and there was Beverly in front of me smiling. "Are you okay, how do you feel?" She asked.

"Better now, I think." I told her.

"That's good because you're going to enjoy this. Maybe not at first, but you will." That was confusing. I tried to stand up and discovered I could not. I found I was tied to the chair by my wrists. I looked down. I had several coils of rope wrapped around them tying my wrists to the chair back uprights, there was one around my waist holding me firmly in the chair. That was when she slapped me across the face.

Beverly looked at me "My, you are big under that suit. I think I might have some fun with you tonight whilst my brother has fun with your wife."

What!

She slapped me again. "Now this is what is going to happen. We have given Mary enough ecstasy with my brother's special additive that she will fuck any man that smiles at her and at this moment, that's only my brother and you. You behave yourself and you will be the only men to fuck her." She raised an eyebrow, the implication was clear. "You have no control over what happens next. You will do as you're told, all this is being recorded and it will be edited and if the police come around, it will be made available on various websites and sent to every contact you have. Whilst you were out Mary gave us the passcode to her phone. She is a good girl and does exactly as she is told. Don't worry we will make sure you enjoy yourself as well, it's only fair I will take care of you.

"I have practice looking after men. I have to look after my little brother, that's what Mummy and Daddy told me to do."

Struggling to pull myself free from the chair I realised my legs were tied up off the floor. I had no purchase on the floor and the chair had obviously been bolted down. Beverly grabbed my hair and moved to one side and there was Mary. She was strapped to a cross; she could barely move. Her dress had been removed revealing the underwear she had worn just for me. Her bra had been tucked underneath her breasts, lifting them up. Her nipples were poking over the top. Her head was on her chest as if she was asleep. Then I saw her move. Her body shuddered and she let out a groan. It sounded like pleasure not pain.

"Now here's what's going to happen, you are going to close your mouth or we will hurt your wife." I wondered what for, but I saw no option. What it did not see was Bryan behind me. All of a sudden, my mouth was taped shut. Bryan held me round the neck, I could not move my head. Beverly applied lipstick to the tape, Bryan turned my head, Beverly pointed to a big mirror on the wall. I could see myself. It looked like I was sat there smiling. Beverly took me by the shoulders.

"My, there are some muscles under these clothes." Looking at her brother she said. "He is well built up here. I wonder what he is like downstairs."

"Doesn't matter how strong he is, I am going to fuck his wife up the arse as much as I like and the cuck can do nothing about it."

In a playful schoolmistress type voice Beverley said. "I've warned you not to take the piss too much, one day you will go too far." With that, she knelt in front of me and undid my belt, zip and then pulled my trousers and underpants down freeing me up.

She looked at her brother and laughed. "Hey this one's bigger than you." She giggled. "But there again most men are. This could be fun for me tonight." Bryan glared at her. That was when I noticed Mary lifting her head from her chest. There was a strange buzzing sound that I hadn't noticed before. Beverly walked across to Mary on the cross and pulled her knickers down and that was when I saw the vibrator up inside Mary. I struggled but there was no way I was getting free; tears were pouring down my face. It crossed my mind that these two had done this before.

It came to me that Mary had only been placed on the cross so that I could see the depth of their depravity and show how little control I had over the situation.

Looking at me Beverly said. "It might be easier if I explain. My baby brother was born six minutes after me. Here is the quirky bit: I was born on the 28th February and Bryan on the 29th. It was a leap year, so I have to always look after my brother as he is only a quarter of my age."

She was laughing as she walked up to Mary on the cross, took her face in her hands and kissed her full on the lips. Mary appeared to kiss her back. I don't think my wife had kissed another woman like that before, certainly not whilst I had known her.

Beverly looked at Bryan and said. "She is warming up nicely, I'm off to get changed. You keep warming her up and I will deal with Evann when I get back. This is going to be a fun night bro." With that she leaned in and kissed Bryan full on the lips. Walking off she went behind the screen.

Bryan stood by the bed taking his clothes off until he was down to his underpants. He had a small tent sticking out the front. He walked up to Mary and started kissing her, one hand he caressed her breasts and with the other he moved the vibrator in and out. Mary shuddered, I recognised her having an orgasm. Her body collapsed and she hung by her wrists.

He looked at me and said. "Now she is hot." I looked away.

He walked over to me and slapped me, not hard, but enough to get my attention.

"You will watch, keep your eyes open and on us, if you don't, I will cut her and then you, you won't like it." He then showed me a ten-inch carving knife. Which he tapped gently on my penis. The meaning was obvious. With what they had done so far, I had no reason to disbelieve him.

That was when Beverly reappeared her make-up was the same, what was different was the skintight latex catsuit she was wearing thigh-length leather boots, and PVC long gloves. The archetypical dominatrix. Bloody hell she also had a dildo sticking out of her groin. I tried to wrench myself free again, but nothing came free.

"Ah, I see from the knife you've had the 'watching' chat. I hope he keeps watching because I want some of what he has between his legs, I wouldn't want it shortening. Although I have some work to do, he has gone very small, still I suppose that's normal if you threaten to cut a man's wedding tackle off." She laughed.

Bryan and Beverly looked at each other, smiled and walked towards Mary, they untied her wrists from the cross. She immediately threw herself at Bryan and grabbed hold of his cock through his underpants and started to kiss him. Beverly quickly got behind her, took hold of her wrists, dragged them behind her and handcuffed them there. That didn't stop Mary from pushing herself onto Bryan.

Between them they pushed Mary to the bed. When she saw me sitting there with my cock hanging out she tried to push towards me. I had the impression any cock would do. She probably hadn't seen the strapless dildo Beverly had sticking out of her pussy. This was not my wife; this was obviously the drugs. They got Mary on the bed and on her knees. Beverly sat in front of her face and pulled it down so she could suck the false cock coming from her groin, that was when Bryan got behind her and dropped his underpants.

Now I could see what the joke was about. I doubted if it was five inches long, not that big round either. He entered Mary and despite the small size it was, it had an immediate effect on her. She sucked at the false cock for all she was worth. These two were obviously practised at this. Bryan reached forward, took hold of Mary's hair and pulled her head back off the false cock. Beverly unzipped the crutch of the catsuit further, pulled the false cock out, took hold of Mary's hair and pulled her face into her pussy. Bryan slapped her arse. "Lick it Mary, lick it like it like it was an ice cream."

I could see Mary giving it all she was worth, we did not watch a lot of porn and I do not think Mary had any experience of what she was doing now. There was absolutely nothing I could do, just sit and watch.

Beverly started to breathe heavily. She looked at her brother and said. "I hope your end is better than mine, she's not very good at this, she will need some training for the future."

"Oh no she's just fine down here, but I bet her backside will be even better."

"Right, it's time I had some fun then. Don't rush, we've got all night."

With that, Beverly got off the bed and moved across to me. She had an evil smile on her face.

"Now let's see what we can do with this." She stroked my limp cock. "I don't know how good Mary is at sucking cock, but my brother tells me I'm one of the best he's had, so hopefully you're in for a bit of a treat."

I do love a woman dressed in skin tight latex, but so far she has had no effect on me. That wasn't the same when she employed her mouth. I tried hard to think of something else, but it was difficult. I was humming tunes in my head but I couldn't get away from that warm feeling around my cock. I have to admit she was very good, it didn't take her long to get me to full mast. The feel of the PVC gloves may have had something to do with it as well. I love that feeling but they wouldn't have known that it was one of Mary's tricks. Beverley stood up, spread her legs and impaled herself on me.

"Oh yes, that's good, that hits all the spots. You're going to have to visit us again and I might give you more control next time because at the moment I've got to do all the work. Not that I'm complaining."

She unzipped the front of the catsuit, and I could see her breasts. She rubbed them in my face, but it did nothing for me.

She rode me quite hard; I hate to say it but she was good. I could feel her muscles clenching. she would probably have to do that when her brother fucked her.

"Have you finished over there Bryan?" She asked.

"Oh no, I've got a bit to go yet, how are you doing?"

"He's getting me there, but I think I need a little help, know what I mean?"

"Oh yes, your favourite, be right across."

Beverly eased herself off me, looked at me, smiled and then got on her knees. I could see Bryan was still pounding away at Mary. Her eyes were closed, it looked like she was about to come again, I recognised the shudder. I had seen it too many times tonight. Bryan pulled himself out and dragged Mary off the bed towards us. Beverly stood up, turned round and impaled herself on me again. She was facing away. That was good. I couldn't see what was happening.

"Look in the mirror." I heard Bryan say. "As much as my sister likes you, I'm still prepared to reduce you. Because I will still have your wife."

I slowly turned my head. Mary was on her knees with a head between Beverly's thighs. I knew she was there. I could feel her. Bryan was still pumping away. They were both looking at me smiling. Then Bryan said. "She's got a really tight asshole, I bet you've never been up here Evann have you?" He was right, I hadn't. Well only twice, once to see if we liked it and the second to confirm that we didn't. It made her very sore and it didn't do a great deal for me.

The evening carried on and I just had to sit there and watch as they both took Mary in a variety of ways. She had false and real cocks in every hole. I even saw Beverly sucking her brother's cock when he started to flag, and I think he even had her up the arse. His cock was probably too small for her pussy.

But I think the worst was when they made Mary airtight using me. I had run out of tears. I had cried at the frustration of not being able to do anything to save my wife. Beverly would come across and make my cock hard with her PVC gloved hands and lick the tears off my face. The last time she did that she whispered in my ear. "It'll soon be over and we can talk about what comes next."

There will be no next time I had already decided. "Don't think there won't be a next time, there will be and you won't be so restrained, so you can do a better job and you will satisfy me better. All those that have been in your position have thought that and they were wrong. We will explain in a minute when this is all done." She looked at Bryan. "My little brother's nearly there one last final trick should do it."

Beverly got me hard and then lay down on the floor sideways in front of me. Bryan manhandled Mary, her hands still cuffed behind her. I think that was done more to protect them from Mary raping them or perhaps they just liked it to show control. Bryan put Mary's pussy onto Beverly's false cock, then he got behind Mary and shoved his small cock up her arse. He grabbed hold of Mary's hair, twisted her head around and made her suck me. I'm afraid she wasn't very good. Her jaw must be aching after what I had seen her do, she must be getting very tired. Bryan grunted and stopped; he could only do so much; he fell backwards letting Mary roll off of Beverly. Looking down at Beverly she had a dreamy look on her face. And so did Mary.