Warning - NonConsenual themes. Read at your own risk. A lot of fucking and a lot of cumming ahead.
Day 3
"Alright, listen up. We're going to play a little game," Ariz grinned, feeling proud of himself for having thought of such a thing. It was a new day, and his balls were rejuvenated and ready for whatever he had in store for them.
"Please, no more of your games. Just take our money and leave. We're begging you," pleaded Riley, who was currently stroking the giant's length whilst sitting on his lap. Her husband lay tied up in his usual spot; beads of sweat ran down his face despite the master bedroom being climate controlled with the state-of-the-art air-conditioners. An old sock prevented him from speaking his mind.
"But this is not just any game babycakes. For one, your hubby's joining us. Oh, but that's not it. Guess what the reward for winning will be? Your freedom." Ariz let out a puff of smoke as he enjoyed the couple's shocked reaction.
Tates started struggling against his restraints, trying to warn Riley to not listen to anything the rapist promised.
"Ungag him," beckoned Ariz, and Riley got out of his lap, momentarily feeling relieved, and pulled the dirty sock out of her husband's mouth.
"Riley do not listen to whatever this man says. Don't do it, we can't trust him." he started babbling.
"The rules are simple." interrupted Ariz. "Make your beautiful wifey's pussy gush and squirt, and you're both free. I am a man of my word...but are you a man, Mr. Tates?" questioned Ariz, with a knowing smile. The uneducated mob member's words cut deep into Tate. The silence that followed was almost deafening.
"How can we trust you?" asked Riley.
"You can't. But at least your hubby will get a chance to fuck you, you should be grateful. Or is it that his little toothpick of an excuse for a dick can't make you cum?"
"Just you wait you mother fucker," swore Tate.
Ariz stood up, fished the key to the handcuffs from his pocket and released the millionaire.
"Baby, you don't have to do this, we can't trust this man anyways." It was now Riley's turn to tell her husband to not trust Ariz.
"We don't have a choice," he dismissed her concerns. And more importantly, his manhood and his competence as being her husband were on the line. He would show this uneducated rapist that he was a good enough husband who could more than easily please his wife. Their marriage had been one his life's greatest joys, and it had been perfect so far. The sex had always been a highlight of their relationship and he believed it went both ways. She was a wild one, but he had managed to tame her. The past five years was everything he had wished for. And he wouldn't let anyone take that away from him. No one. He was a millionaire, he was rich and respected, people worshiped him and licked his shoes for favours. The arrogance of that boneheaded cunt Tate thought to himself with fury.
"Are you sure about this? We're playing right into his hands," protested Riley. But Tate's ears fell deaf on his wife's words as he pulled down his shorts, along with his boxers. An average five-inch semi-erect penis revealed itself shyly as he pulled his legs out of the crunched-up shorts.
"Come on baby," Tates kissed her hard on the lips and lead her towards the bed. "Let's show this fucker what true love can do," he whispered in-between kisses that he planted all over her body as she lay under him. Tates fondled her breasts and sucked on her ripe nipples, feeling his length which was hot and flustered rub against her pussy.
Riley kissed her husband back, but trepidation filled her. It was simply not possible for her husband to take her to places where Ariz took her. For one he simply couldn't last long enough, and his prick which only grew out to an ordinary 5.8 inches was just insufficient to quench the fires between her legs. But no matter, she had to try for their sake.
Knowing she'd need every ounce of stimulation to orgasm like she did with Ariz, Riley began fingering herself while Tates continued to kiss her. Ariz's sharp eyes noticed her hands travel down to her cunt, but he kept quiet. The little toothpick simply would not be able to make her squirt, and even in the rare possibility that it did, he still held all the cards.
Rounding up his foreplay, Tates picked up his length and nudged it against her opening. He looked into her wife's eyes and smiled - a smile full of love and gratitude. The millionaire easily sank into his wife's snatch, and his balls painfully reminded him of his cock's small dimensions as they pressed against the sides of her cunt. That was it. That was all he had. But it was enough -- it had been enough for all these years.
Riley groaned to herself inwardly as her pussy craved to be filled up further. The presence of Ariz's beastly length still haunted her cunt like a ghost -- the manner in which it had filled every nook and cranny with thick hot meat, reaching places that were unknow to her. And her subconscious couldn't help but notice how her husband's length felt like a mere toothpick compared to what Ariz had ravaged her with.
Focus Riley, she scolded herself as her husband began pumping in and out of her. The pleasure was mild like a distant droning noise in the background. Over the years, Riley had quickly learnt how to fake her orgasms. She remembered watching videos and mimicking porn actresses to please her husband, and as soon as he was done, she'd find some alone time with her vibrator and dildo to really get off. But no amount of faking could save her now. She had to cum, she had to squirt like she had done with that wretched piece of a human Ariz.
Her husband began pounding her faster, and Riley moaned softly. She began to furiously flick her clit, and prayed to the gods she could orgasm.
"Ugh ugh ugh..." her husband groaned as he rapidly rammed his small length into her. He groped and squeezed her tits and relished every inch of her perfect body. Tates could feel his balls beginning to twitch as he approached his orgasm, but her wife showed no such signs yet. Her eyes looked almost lifeless.
"I love you Riley, now cum for me, cum for me baby" he groaned loudly, like he always used to do when they had sex.
Riley faked a loud moan, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. She was far from her climax.
Giving the last few strokes everything, he had, Tates continued pounding feverishly before collapsing on top of her as he came. Riley hadn't even been able to fake her orgasm under the watchful knowing eyes of Ariz. She was lost, she didn't know what to do.