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Journey into Degradation
by In2thissht
Part Five
Warning to the Reader!
This piece of fiction contains sexually explicit
imagery including MF, M+F, FF, F+F, Forced Sex, S&M,
Interracial and Bestiality. I think that covers the
perversions herein.
The chauffeur pulled into the driveway of the
restaurant and stopped at the valet station. The cute
young man that parked my car earlier opened the door
for me. I stumbled as I exited the auto and he caught
me in his strong arms.
"Are you alright, madam?"
"Yes, I'm alright. I guess I am just a little tired." I
steadied myself and released the young mans arm. He
immediately backed away from me. His reaction told me
that I must smell like a cross between a kennel and a
French whorehouse. I groaned inwardly but managed a
small smile and asked, "Can you please retrieve my car?
I need to get home and clean up."
"Of course madam."
He spun on his heels, found my keys and dashed thru the
parking lot to retrieve my car. As he pulled my car up,
I rummaged through my purse to find a tip for him. I
held out a $5.00 bill but he refused saying, "Mr.
Santini prefers that we do not accept tips from his
friends. Thank you for the offer anyway."
I did not say goodbye to either Ken or Dominic. I just
drove off as quickly as I could. I arrived home to find
Ray already home from work and was now putting
fertilizer on the front lawn. Thank god, he smelled
like shit. He would never be able to smell the sex that
clung to my body.
"Hi, baby. Where have you been?"
I smiled and said, "I went to lunch with the girls from
the Club and did a little shopping honey."
"I see you found something. What do you have draped
over you arm?"
I stared at the dress draped over my arm as if where a
rattlesnake. I never wanted to see it again. I really
did not remember bringing the damn thing home from the
boutique.
"It's just a sexy little party dress I found on sale.
Nothing special dearest."
"Jill, can we go out to dinner tomorrow night? You
know, like a date."
My heart melted. Here was the best man in the world and
I was on the verge of fucking this marriage up. I had
to find a way to get out of the crazy trap that
ensnares me.
"That sounds wonderful, Ray. I'll call Mom to see if
she can keep the kids another day or so." I headed for
the house. All I wanted, needed or desired was a long
hot bath.
I eased my sex worn body into the bubbles of the drawn
bath and I broke down. I sobbed uncontrollable until I
heard Ray come in from the yard.
He yelled upstairs, "Hey, you going to make some
dinner?"
I wiped my face with the hot soapy washcloth, composed
myself and shouted back down to him, "I really don't
feel like cooking tonight Ray. How about we have some
Chinese delivered?"
"Ok, lazy. Hurry up so that I can shower. Then we'll
check the menu over."
I slid under the water to douse every remnant of this
afternoon from me. I soaped myself several times; still
I could not feel clean. I douched my ravaged pussy
twice. These proved to be an experience in pain. My
pussy was very swollen and my asshole felt like a
finger was sticking out of it. I checked for
hemorrhoids and was surprised that I was ok, only sore.
After Ray showered, we ordered dinner and ate quietly.
The evening that followed consisted of me cuddling
against Ray's big barrel chest to watch TV, then
quickly dozing off. Ray shook me awake when the 11
o'clock news came on.
"Come on sleepyhead. It's time to go to bed." I leaned
on him all the way up the stairs to the bedroom. Then I
slipped between the covers and was fast asleep again
before Ray changed into his pajamas.
The alarm startled me awake. The nightmare was still
vivid in my mind. The images of Ken's disembodied
grinning head floating above me persisted. Then giant
dogs were chasing me through the streets. Trapping me
in an alley and pouncing on me. I can still feel their
hot breath on my skin as they ripped clothes from my
body. The horror I felt as they tore the flesh from my
bones. I remembered screaming on and on in the dream.
Finally, I was forced to submit to the bestial desires
of the animals. Grotesquely oversized canine cocks
pummeled every orifice of my body. Ray and the children
watched and cheered them on as if they were watching a
soccer game at school. I was drenched in sweat and was
utterly exhausted though I had slept all night. I sat
at the edge of the bed and wiped the sleep from my
eyes. I managed to command my battered and bruised body
to stand up, dress and go downstairs to make coffee.
Ray arrived a few minutes after me and stood starring
at me from the doorway. When I caught him looking my
heart stopped beating. The voice of guilt was screaming
hysterically in my head. 'He knows. Look at his face.
He knows you are a goddamn dog-fucking whore.' I began
to shake uncontrollably.
Ray rushed to hold me in his strong arms and ease me
into a chair.
"What the hell is wrong, lover? I have never seen you
like this before. I am going to call the doctor?"
"No, I don't need a doctor. I have a touch of the flu,"
I lied, "that's all. I'll just get some more rest today
while you are at work. Do you need me to get anything
ready for your trip tomorrow?"
The fucking lies were rolling off my tongue with such
ease now. What a worthless fucking cunt I had become.
"No, I think I have everything packed and ready to go.
I miss you and the kids already. Look, I have talked
with Jim about the hours I am spending away from home.
Jill, he listened. He said that the company is ready to
go public and a portion of the capital raised by the
IPO is earmarked to build my staff. My traveling days
are numbered. I can see a light at the end of the
tunnel, babe."
"Oh sweetheart, that is music to my ears. That is the
best news I have heard since you took this job. The
kids and I are looking forward to having you around
just like all the other normal husbands."
I wrapped myself in his arms; placed my lips to his and
kiss my husband with all the love my heart possessed.
It was 5 o'clock in the afternoon when the telephone
broke my concentration. I had just finished fixing
myself up for my 'date' with my husband. I struggled
with answering it because I had a feeling the 'Anti-
Christ', Ken, would be at the other end. Curiosity won
out, damn it, I was right. Ken was at the other end.
He started right in, "How's my little sex slave? Is my
cunt snapping back into form? Is your butthole getting
better?"
"Oh, it's you Ken. Yes, my body is starting to feel
better. As long as you don't ask me to fuck the College
football team I should be ok to serve as hostess for
the party."
Ken started laughing over the telephone, "Hostess, that
is a good one. No my dear, you are there as the
headliner for the entertainment that I have planned.
Hostess, that is a rich one. You will be there, right?"
"Yes, I'll be there! I serve at the pleasure of my
master. My sex is for you to command."
"I like the sound of that. You keep that attitude and
we'll be ok. Now, is everything ready for tomorrow
night love?"
"Ken, I told you I would be there so stop worrying.
I'll be there."
With that, I slammed the telephone receiver down on to
the cradle. I knew that I would pay for my defiance but
right now, fuck Ken. My husband was on his way home to
take me out on a date. I applied the finishing touches
to my hair and makeup. One last glance in the mirror,
"Girl, you look good for your man."
The front door opened and in walked Ray looking good
enough to eat.
"Are you ready Jill?"
"Sure am. Just where are we going to dine tonight, my
love?"
"It's a secret but I think you'll like it. Italian ok?"
Fear choked my answer. Was I just being paranoid? Ray
wouldn't pick Dominic's for dinner would he. I grabbed
my wrap and purse and met him at the door. "Ok, I am
all dress up and looking for a good time, big boy. Do
you think you can handle this hot babe as your date
tonight?"
Ray just stared at the black Lycra dress that molded
itself to my every curve accented perfectly by my very
high heels.
"Wow, babe! That is an extreme dress."
"You don't think it's too daring do you?"
Instantly, my slutty mood cooled. I wanted to shock Ray
a little. Now I was worried that I may have went too
far.
"Well, I am glad that I have been going to the gym
during my lunch hour. It looks like I may have to fight
off a pack of wolves tonight. One look at you in that
dress will set them off."
I punched Ray in the arm playfully, "Oh you. Seriously,
do you think this is too daring for a woman of my age?"
Compliments are like trout fishing. You need the right
lure to catch them. Once you catch them, you eat them
up. I knew this outfit was good for at least one
compliment.
"Lady, you look like a million bucks. You sure you
don't want stay here and make love all night?"
"Food, fun and wine. Then maybe, just maybe, you'll get
lucky," I teased.
As soon as Ray headed out of the driveway, I know where
we were going. Sometimes my luck sucks. A short drive
and we pulled into Dominic's valet parking area. Guess
who was on duty? Junior! He opened my door with a smile
and a warm greeting, "Good evening madam. I would like
to welcome you and your gentleman friend to Dominic's.
Please enjoy yourselves tonight."
I did not saw a word but I did return his greeting with
a warm smile and a knowing wink. Ray took my arm and
ushered me into the restaurant. The Maitre'd recognized
me immediately but was the picture of discretion.
"Yes, Mr. and Mrs. Mumford. Welcome to Dominic's.
Please follow me to your table."
He turned and escorted us through the restaurant to our
table. It did not go unnoticed that he seated us at
Ken's 'favorite' table. I felt a little flushed, so I
was more than a little thankful that the lights were
dim.
"Is this a special occasion," the Maitre'd inquired?
"No, just an evening out to show my beautiful wife how
much I love her."
Ken is a true gentleman, body and soul. I wish that I
could extricate myself from the web ensnaring me.
Ken was truly impressed. "Wow, this place has great
service. How did he know who we were?"
How could I tell him that the Maitre'd recognized his
slut wife?
"Do you think he is clairvoyant," I teased. "Silly, we
had reservation and they do have limited seating."
"You're sassing me! You little vixen. You're sassing me
aren't you?"
"I'm sorry sweetheart, I'm just funnin' with you. It's
just so easy sometimes, Ray. You're not upset are you?"
"No, not at all. You seem a little nervous tonight
honey. Is everything ok?"
I was fucking nervous. I felt exposed and paranoid in
this place. I swear that every eye was on me. I felt
that everyone in the restaurant knew who I was and what
I had become.
"I think it is this dress, sweetheart." Yet, another
lie rolled across my lips. "I feel a little
overexposed."
"You look great babe! I don't know if you noticed but
every eye was on you as we walked to the table. The men
drooled and the women were jealous. I for was very
proud to be seen with such a beautiful and sexy woman.
Especially since you're my wife"
"Oh, Ray, you're making me blush. I love you so much. I
hope I never embarrass you or hurt you in any way."
I do not understand why I blurted that out but there it
was. Ray's face told me he was contemplating what I had
said. The paranoia returned.
Then he smiled and said the most wonderful thing, "When
you love someone you can forgive them anything."
I wondered if that was true. I hoped I would never test
his love. A voice deep in my head began to laugh
saying, 'You fucking fool. With your luck, of course he
will find out. His love will be tested to the breaking
point. You had better hope it is a strong as he
professes.'
Our wonderful dinner consisted of a small dinner salad
with a dressing made with olive oil and vinegar. A
sorbet intermezzo followed the salad. The entree of
Veal Marsala melted in your mouth. A side of buttered
pasta, displaying a hint of lemon and garlic,
accompanied the veal. Additionally, we ordered a
vegetable medley that was prepared and served al
'dente. Ray selected a bottle of Zinfandel wine from
the Central Coast region of California. We added a
second during the meal. Feeling a little tipsy, I
suggested we opt for a cup of Cappuccino instead of
dessert. As we were drinking the Cappuccino, Dominic
walked up to the table to introduce himself to my
husband. I almost dropped my cup when I looked into his
face.
"Good evening. Allow me to introduce myself. I am
Dominic, the owner of this establishment." Dominic huge
hand reached across the table to grasp and shake with
Ray.
Ray responded, "We have had a marvelous dinner and the
service was exceptional. You have every right to be
very proud of your restaurant and your staff."
"Your compliment pleases me very much. I thank you. I
stopped by your table for a different reason, though.
From time to time, we select a guest, a guest that is
deserving of a gift. A token of warmth and appreciation
from all of us here at Dominic's. Alfonso, the
Maitre'd, has taken with your response to his question.
You struck a romantic chord in his heart."
An inquisitive look came over Ray. "What question?"
Dominic smiled, "Why the question as to why you are
here this evening. You told him that it was simply to
show your wife how much you loved her. Well, we
Italians are hopeless romantics. By the way, I
completely agree with his choice. You both are lovely
people and I hope to see you both again real soon."
With a grand gesture, Dominic whisked our dinner check
from the waiter's tray and proceeded to tear it into
pieces. Ray and I were stunned. Again, Dominic's hand
swept across the table, entrapping mine. Dominic
lightly kissed the back of my hand while he stared into
my eyes, "Please come again."
With another grand gesture of his hand, Dominic cut
Ray's protest short. Then he was gone.
"What the hell was all that about?"
"I don't know Ray, but what a wonderful gesture. That
man was so charming and gracious."
"Well what do I do now? That meal must have been worth
close to $200.00."
"Why not leave the staff an exceptional tip as our way
of saying thank you."
Ray retrieved a $100.00 bill from his wallet and
silently asked if that was appropriate. I nodded my
approval and we left.
The ride home was like floating on a magic carpet. It
was warm enough to ride with the windows down. The wind
felt comforting. Ray selected a CD with the music of
Nicholas Gunn. It was soothing and mesmerizing. The
ride was very enjoyable but far too brief. Momentarily
saddened as we pulled into the driveway, I wished the
ride could continue. This was soon replaced with
passion as Ray kissed my lips and ran his hands across
my breasts. A whimsical thought crossed my mind, 'Ah,
dessert at last.'
We walked into the house, hand in hand. Our clothing
disappeared as we climbed the stairs. Kisses rained
down upon my body.
I swooned as Ray sat me at the edge on the bed. He
knelt on the floor between my thighs and gently kissed
his way down from my lips, to my nipples, to my pussy.
My mind raced, 'Oh my god! He is going to eat my
pussy.' This was a rare and delightful treat. My body
responded immediately. My pussy heated up and cream
leaked from my cunt lips. The juices ran down the crack
of my ass and began to puddle on the bed. My legs
opened wide to receive this wonderful gift. Ray's
tongue traced the entrance of my sex up to my clitoris.
His tongue flicked the fleshy bundle of nerves that
make up my clit and I fucking exploded. I could not
take my eyes off his face. I had never actually watched
myself cum. My toes do curl and my stomach ripples with
pleasure. Every muscle appeared to dance with joy. I
was enthralled by this spectacle.
"Wow, sweetheart, that was spectacular. I am so very
pleased that you went down on me tonight. I truly
enjoyed your gift of pleasure."
Ray actually licked the cunt dew from his lips. My
pussy was juicing up for another treat. I reached out
and pulled Ray's head up. His lips touched mine with
heat and passion. The gesture was so sexy. We enjoyed a
powerful kiss.
"Lay down next me my love. It is your turn to be
pleasured." Ray moved to beside me in the bed and I
turned over to kiss his chest. My tongue captured his
nipples one at a time. I toyed with these sensitive
buds.
"Mmmm, baby that feels so nice."
Ray is not normally very vocal. A grunt or a groan is
all he utters. Tonight he was full of word of love. I
was so turned on. My pussy juiced up and I felt
rivulets ran from my sex. I could feel his strong
pectoral muscles flexing as I teased his nipples.
Reluctantly, I relinquished toying with his sweet
fleshy nipples. My tongue began tracing a path to a
different area of pleasure. Ray began thrusting his
manhood toward the ceiling.
"Oh fuck, Jill. Suck on me. Please suck on my cock."
I knew from experience that Ray would cum quickly when
he is this excited. I placed my warm sensuous lips
around his cock and allowed my tongue to entertain him.
Ray ejaculated with such force that I was startled and
I gagged slightly. His sweet juice quickly overwhelming
my mouth and throat. The excess jism ran down his shaft
before I could swallow.
"I'm cumming baby. I'm fucking cumming."
Again, another powerful squirt of seed expelled from
his cum laden balls. I found the rhythm of his
ejaculations. I would slide his cock to the root, deep
down my throat. Then a quick return trip up to the
sensitive ridge behind the head of his magnificent
dick. I was rewarded each trip with another blast of
hot cum. I drank deeply from the well of my husband. I
sucked the last traces of cum from his balls. Finally,
I bathed his pubic area with my tongue until he was
free of any residue. For the moment we were both sated.
"That was beautiful, Jill."
"Oh Ray, I am so happy to pleasure you. It is my
greatest joy."
"Mine to baby. We have to find the time to do this
more. Jill, I know you are a very sexual person. I wish
I could be home more to satisfy your needs."
I continued to stroke his softened member with both
hands. I rubbed the tip of his cock across my lips and
cheeks. My tongue worried the pee hole in the tip of
his dick.
"Ray, pretty soon you will be with us at home more. My
urges will be here awaiting your pleasure."
His cock began to respond. I continued toying with his
manhood until it was rock hard once more. I crawled up
Ray's body, dragging my tongue and my plentiful hair
along his stomach and chest. When I was in position, I
surround the head of his wonderful cock with my pussy
lips. Slowly I pushed down, swallowing his hard cock. I
did not stop my downward plunge until I felt our pubic
areas mash together. Then I began to rotate my hips in
circles. Next, I added a sensuous cowgirl ride. I
bucked up and down and around and around.
"Jill, you are driving me wild."
"Yes I am. You just lie back and let me fuck you. I
want you to orgasm deep inside of my pussy. I want to
feel your cum spurt into me."
I had never talked like this to Ray. I felt so sluttish
yet it seemed so right. I varied my fucking motion. Now
it was a lazier more exaggerated motion. I drug the
wiry pubic hairs surrounding his cock across my
clitoris. We both were moaning our passion as we ground
to an inevitable hot gushing climax.
"That's it Jill. Oh baby, you are the greatest fuck a
man could have."
"Mmmm, Ray. Your cock is so deep inside of me. Your
cock is rubbing my cervix and it is driving my fucking
crazy. I love you so much."
Unable to lie still Ray thrust his cock into my cunt
matching my rhythm. We were now on a collision course
with ecstasy. Higher and higher, we climbed. My head
felt like a volcano ready to explode. Our bodies began
slamming together in a fury. We were unable to resist
rushing to the peak.
"Oh baby, I'm going to cum in your pussy. Fuck me, fuck
me, ffuucckk mmmeee."
"Cum in me. Shoot your hot seed into me. I want you to
pleasure yourself deep inside my pussy."
The first vaginal shot was directly against my cervix.
I felt the head of his cock expand and release its
liquid treasure.
"Fill me Ray. Shoot you juice into my cunt. That's it
baby, use my pussy. Oh, yes fuck me harder. Don't stop,
Ray, I'm cumming now too. OH FFFUUUCCCKKK!"
We achieved something so rare in our marriage. We came
together. I was so happy that tears of joy ran down my
cheeks. I raised my cunt off Ray's softening tool and
allowed the mixture of his cum and my juices flow from
my fuck hole.
"Hey sweetheart, you're making a mess." Ray yelped as
he tried to force me onto my side.
All of our mixed cum oozed from my sex and coated Ray's
cock and balls. I remained astride of Ray and leaning
forward, I whispered into his ear.
"Relax my love. I'll take care of everything."
After the last glob of cum slid from my sated cunt, I
repositioned myself for the impending feast. There
looked to be a pint of cum coating Ray's pubic area. My
tongue sloshed thru the sticky goo. I slurped up every
drop. Knowing my task was incomplete; I forced Ray's
legs apart. My tongue now had access to the area where
his legs joined the crotch. Making short work of my
cleaning task, I moved on to my final destination. I
gently lifted Ray's ball sack and began to lick his
ass.
Ray moaned, "Oh you nasty little slut."
I moaned into his ass and bent his legs so that I delve
deeper for my sticky treasure. My long tongue lapped at
his puckered anus ring. Ray started to rotate his hips
as I continued to tongue bath his asshole. The tart
tastes enflamed my passion so I pushed Ray's legs back
for better access. Ray was into it now. He grabbed his
legs and opened himself to my tongues attack. I licked
in long swipes along his crack and pushed the tip of my
tongue inside his anus. My hands wrapped around his
cock and stroked him back to life again.
Ray was fucking rock hard again and he wanted control
back. He rolled out away from me and I sat back on my
legs smiling at him. He crawled over to me and kissed
me hard. Our tongues battled back and forth. The
victory was gaining entrance into the others waiting
mouth. Ray pulled away and looked longingly at me. I
turned onto my hands and knees and presented myself to
him in a submissive position.
"Fuck me," was all I said.
Ray grabbed my by the hips and slammed his cock into my
hole.
"Aaaarrgg." Agreed, it was not a womanly response but
it was all my lips would allow to escape. This was
Ray's fuck. I relaxed and let my husband enjoy my cunt.
He fucked into me with a ferocity he had not shown
since very early in our marriage.
"That's it my husband. Fuck your cunt. Fuck your cunt
hard. If any cum is still in those balls, squirt it
deep inside of me. Fuck me harder, baby."
My orgasms were almost nonstop now. Every few stokes
and my pussy walls creamed with pleasure.
Ray was fucking me royally. His cock hammered nonstop
into my body. Pleasure rolled over me like waves in the
ocean. I could hear Ray grunting with exertion.
"Oh honey, fuck me with your big hard cock. Harder,
Ray, harder."
As he enjoyed his third cum of the night he roar,
"FFFUUUCCCKKK!"
I smiled to myself and felt his body sag over my back.
"Thank....you....Jill," Ray managed in winded bursts.
"I....love....you."
"Yes baby, I know you love me. I am so deeply in love
with you, too."
We collapsed into a spooning position. Ray's cock tried
to escape but I wiggled around until his eight inches
were securely locked into my cunt. Now we could sleep.
Happy and in love. Nothing could hurt us tonight.
Tonight!
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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