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Abigail at the Boar's Head Bar
by MercySlayer (mercyslayer@rocketmail.com)
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Abigail is upset discovering her husband is cheating on
her. She goes to the bar the Boar's Head outside of
town. Once there, she is used and abused by the Satan's
Servants, a motorcycle club that uses the Boar's Head as
their clubhouse. (M+/F, nc, rp, anal, tor, gb)
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Author Note: After a prolonged absence I have decided to
return. I had stop writing due to failure of some
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CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT, INCLUDING NON-
CONSENUAL SEX, ABUSE, AND BREAST PLAY. IT IS SIMPLY
FANTASY AND IN NO WAY CONDONES THE ABUSE OF WOMEN. IT IS
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Abigail at the Boar's Head Bar
by MercySlayer
Abigail could not believe what she had found in Dave,
her husband's drawer. She was not looking for anything,
just trying to sort and clean up some of the hundreds of
socks that he kept stuff inside the small drawer. When
she first found the papers, she thought they were just
receipt or old napkins. However, it was obvious from the
words on the napkins that Dave was or had an affair with
someone named "Vicky."
The scrawl on each of the three napkins was in a woman's
hand and each was signed with "I love you, Vicky."
Abigail noted the logo on the napkins, "The Boar's
Head." She knew the place. A "dive" on the outskirts of
town that she and Dave had never visited.
"Well, at least Dave has been there, several times," she
thought.
Abigail and Dave married eighteen years ago and had two
wonderful children. At 38, and after two children,
Abigail was still a very attractive woman. Her 5 foot 8
inch frame and 130 pound weight made her look much
younger. She worked hard after the birth of their second
child to get back into shape.
She was most proud of her full, 38C breasts that even
after breast feeding both children did not have a single
sag or imperfection except that her nipples ended up
being about an inch long. Dave found that to be very
sexy, so Abigail did not mind. Although she dressed
modestly in public, she and Dave always had a robust sex
life and Dave seemed very happy.
This is why the notes found in the drawer were so
unbelievable to Abigail. But there, on the three napkins
was proof that Dave was unfaithful.
"I want your hard cock buried inside me," were the only
words on the first napkin with the exception of the "I
love you, Vicky."
Abigail's eyes were stinging with tears as you looked
down at the words. She carefully replaced the notes in
the drawer, closed the drawer, and slumped to the floor
weeping.
"I won't give him up without a fight," Abigail said to
herself although she had no clue on what to do.
When Dave came home later that evening she tried to act
as if everything was alright. Abigail cooked supper as
usual, helped the kids with their homework, and listened
as Dave talked about his day.
"And I will have to work late of Friday," Dave finished.
Abigail took the words in carefully and asked for
clarification.
"How late will you be Honey," Abigail asked trying hard
to hide the hurt.
Dave explained that it was a new client and he and his
partner were going to take him out to dinner and discuss
business.
"Probably pretty late," Dave said, "I would not wait
up."
"Friday," Abigail thought as she watched her husband
climb the stairs to the bedroom, "this will be my chance
to catch him and this Vicky."
This was Wednesday night, more than enough time for
Abigail to ask her Mother to take the kids and go to the
bar where she was sure she would find her husband with
Vicky. Abigail was not sure what she was going to do
when she found them, but she was determined to catch her
husband with this other woman.
In bed that night, Dave rolled over and began to stroke
Abigail's breast. Abigail knew this was his way of
initiating sex. She had no desire to have sex with this
cheating man.
"I'm tired," she said and moved out of his reach.
Abigail did well hiding her feelings for the remainder
of the week. When Friday evening arrived, she was ready.
She had tried on several outfits, from jeans and a
sweater, to evening wear. She wanted to look good, but
not overly dressed for the confrontation. Abigail did
not want this "Vicky" to have any opportunity to
criticize her. She finally settled on a black skirt that
was about two inches above her knee and a white sweater
that made her 38C breast look that much bigger. She
wanted to avoid panty lines under the skirt, so she had
slipped on a string thong. She felt disgusted when she
first pulled it over her hips. She pulled her shoulder
length auburn hair into a pigtail.
"The only time she worn a thong was for Dave and that
would not be happening again," she thought.
Abigail chose a plain white bra that would not show
through the sweater. Her breasts were so firm and large,
padding or push-up was not needed. A pair of black panty
hose and some medium heeled pumps were the finishing
touches to her "just a little more than business
attire." Abigail glanced in the mirror as her Mother
rang the doorbell.
"Good," she said to herself, "I look good enough for
'Vicky' to be jealous, but not like I am desperate."
Abigail's Mother was excited to have the kids and even
suggested that they sleep over.
"You can pick them up Saturday," her mother had said.
"This was perfect," thought Abigail.
Not knowing her plans for sure, Abigail knew when she
found Dave that the remainder of the evening might not
be too pleasant. This way the kids would not be at home
in case things turned ugly.
Abigail watch her kids leave with her Mother grabbed her
purse and went to her car to head out of town to where
the "Boar's Head" was located. Her stomach was full of
butterflies and she tried hard to keep her anger at bay
as she left the city limits and headed toward the bar.
Just as she thought, it was about two – three miles out
of town. It was about seven o'clock in the evening and
Abigail noticed that the parking lot was nearly full.
There were several motorcycles, pick-up trucks, but no
sign of Dave's car. Abigail thought perhaps she was
early and decided she would just go inside the bar and
weight.
Abigail opened the door and the smell of cigarettes came
rushing at her. The Boar's Head was dimly lit but she
could see mostly men sitting at tables drinking and some
playing pool. There were several that appeared to below
to a motorcycle club. Abigail saw the patches for
"Satan's Servants" on the back of their jackets. She
could not believe Dave would be in a place like this not
to mention being with a woman her. She saw a few heads
turned toward her and felt their eyes on her body, but
they turned away and she walked to a bar stool about
half way down the bar and sat down, tugging at her skirt
to make sure it had not ridden to high.
"What'll you have" the bartender barked at her as he
wiped the bar in front of her.
"Shot of Jack," Abigail muttered, just barely loud
enough for the bartender to hear.
Abigail did not know why she ordered Jack Daniels, she
barely drank beer. The cigarette smoke in the bar was
making her head hurt. She could hear the loud music from
the junk box in the corner and the shouting and laughter
of the other patrons. The bartender brought her a shot
of the whiskey and sat it in front of her.
"What are you doing in this place?" the bartender asked,
"you don't belong here."
Abigail did not reply and slowly took a sip of her
whiskey.
"Suit yourself," the bartender growled and walked to the
other end of the bar where two men from the motorcycle
club were drinking beers.
Abigail could see them talking, but was not concerned.
She sipped her whiskey and would glance at the door each
time it opened. Her husband had not arrived.
After about 20 minutes a man sat down on the bar stool
next to Abigail.
"Buy you a drink pretty Lady?" the man said to her.
Abigail glanced at the man. He was large, over six feet
and over 250 pounds. He had a vest with no shirt and his
arms were covered in tattoos. His breath stank of
whiskey and cigarettes. He had about 10 days growth of a
beard and Abigail noticed his hands were dirty.
"No thank you," Abigail replied politely, her voice with
just a tremble, "I'm waiting for someone."
The man who sat down next to Abigail was not just any
man, he was the President of Satan's Servants and was
called Lucifer. He had been watching Abigail since she
entered the bar. His eyes had undressed her and imagined
what those huge tits looked like without that sweater.
After being assured she was alone, he decided to find
out.
"Well, maybe I'm who you're waiting for" Lucifer said
and placed his hand high on Abigail's thigh.
Abigail did not realize her situation. If she had, she
would not have been so quick to push Lucifer's hand
aside and try to leave.
"Excuse me," Abigail said and stood up from the
barstool. She had decided that she was no longer safe
and was going to leave. She would confront Dave at home.
"No so fast, pretty Lady," shouted Lucifer. He motion
with his hand and two other men wearing the same vest
blocked Abigail's path.
"Please, let me leave," Abigail pleaded.
At that moment she felt a hand grasp her pigtail and
jerk her back to the bar. Abigail started to scream but
it was cut short by Lucifer's dirty hand clamping over
her mouth.
"Lock the door boys," Lucifer commanded, "we're going to
have some fun."
Abigail tried to struggle as Lucifer held her tight with
his hand clamped over her mouth. His other hand ran up
her leg to her crotch. Abigail winched as he tried to
shove his finger into her through her panty hose.
Abigail began to sob and Lucifer asked the bartender for
some tape and quickly taped her mouth closed.
"Get these clothes off her," Lucifer shouted to several
of the men standing around them. He held Abigail's arms
tightly behind her while his men began trying to strip
her clothes off. Abigail tried to kick out, but the men
just thought it was sport. Someone grabbed her skirt and
ripped it from her in one quick motion.
Her eyes were large as saucers and she froze when she
saw another man with a large knife approach her. Abigail
was terrified she was going to be killed. She dared not
move. The man placed the blade of the knife at her
sweater and cut through pulling it open. Abigail felt
the air hit her breasts and as they heaved up and down.
Lucifer spun her around and before she could react,
Abigail found herself standing nearly naked in the bar
with at least 20 men around her. Her bra and sweater
laid in taters on the floor. She tried to cover her
breast, but Lucifer kept slapping her hands away. She
tried to run through the men, but they just laughed as
they pushed her back to the center of the group.
"Now," Lucifer began, "do you want to remove those
pantyhose, or shall we."
Abigail shook her head no as tears streamed down her
face.
"We 're going need that mouth opened," another man
shouted, "let her scream."
"Last chance," Lucifer offered.
Abigail shook her head violently back and forth hoping
that these men would stop. Without any additional
warnings, hands were all over her. Her breasts were
being mauled, nipples pinched hard. She felt thumbs in
her pantyhose and thongs and within seconds those last
bits of clothing were pulled down and she was lifted out
of them.
"Look at that bush," Lucifer laughed as Abigail tried to
cover her crotch.
Abigail never shaved and the hair between her legs was
thick, black, and stark against her white thighs. She
felt hands grabbing at her everywhere, pitching her
breast, finger probing between her legs, squeezing her
ass cheeks. She slapped that the hands and tried to
fight her way free without success. Suddenly the gag was
ripped from her mouth. Abigail stood, naked, already
with red marks on her breasts and thighs in front of 20
men from Satan's Servants. She looked pleadingly at the
bartender, who just smile back and shook his head.
"Please, please," Abigail pleaded as the men pushed her
toward the bar.
"Bend over, bitch," Lucifer spat as he pushed Abigail's
back and pressed her breast onto the bar.
Abigail felt her legs being pulled open and a fingers
tugging at the lips of her vagina. She jerked upward and
began fighting again as more hands searched her body.
Abigail fell onto the floor at the feet of the men
abusing her. She covered her face as she heard their
laughter. Lucifer reached out and grabbed her ponytail
again jerking her face upward. Abigail gasped as she saw
his cock pointed at her mouth. She had never seen such a
large cock. She thought it must be a foot long and at
least three inches thick.
"Now, open that mouth," Lucifer ordered.
Abigail tried to twist away and slapped at Lucifer's
crotch striking his hard cock.
"Make her open her mouth," Lucifer said to the others.
Suddenly, Abigail felt hands on her breasts, her nipples
were pinched between two different hand and pulled
outward dragging her 38C breast outward. The two men
abusing her breast, twisted her nipples and the pain
caused Abigail to cry out in pain. The moment her mouth
opened, Abigail felt the hard head of Lucifer's penis in
her mouth. She tried to spit it out and finally bit down
hard on his dick. Lucifer cried out in pain and slapped
Abigail so hard across the face she was knocked to the
floor.
"Bitch is a fighter," Lucifer said, "softened her up for
me."
Abigail tried to clear her head from the slap. She felt
her arms and legs grabbed by four of the men and she was
pulled spread-eagle onto the floor. She could taste the
blood in her mouth and she tried to struggle, but it was
useless. As she was held down, the men were on her.
Hands pulling and slapping her tits while others probed
her cunt and ass. She felt two, three fingers shoved
into her cunt.
Fingers were pulling her pubic hair from her cunt and
she felt another finger probing her ass. Abigail bucked
her hips up and down and tried to escape the intrusions
into her ass and cunt. A big man sat down on her stomach
effectively pinning her hips to the floor while the
abuse continued. Abigail could feel three maybe four
fingers sawing in and out of her cunt.
"She's dry as a prune," Abigail heard someone say.
Abigail screamed again and again. Two fingers were now
plunged into her ass and a third was trying to be forced
inside. Someone placed a clamp attached to a chain on
each of her nipples. The chain was being pulled upward
to the point Abigail thought her breast were going to be
pulled from her chest. Her cunt and ass were full of
fingers just jabbing inside her dry holes and her breast
were pulled outward by the clamps on her nipples. Her
nipples were now numb, but her breast ached.
To add to her humiliation, there was someone or
something yanking her pubic hair from her cunt in large
clumps. Each yank sent another wave of pain through her
entire pelvic area. Spread-eagled, with the big man
sitting on her chest Abigail finally worn out from the
futile struggle and just laid still moaning at the
abuse.
Lucifer had sat at the bar and watched his men have fun
with Abigail. He was stroking his hard cock the entire
time and was about to burst to drive it into this bitch.
"Looks like she's ready," Lucifer said, "get her up and
bring her to the bar."
Abigail was released and helped to her feet. She could
hear the laughter all around as she tried to walk.
Abigail felt her breast being pulled downward and saw
the clamps still on her nipples. She felt no pain as her
nipples were numb. She could also see that her thick
bush around her cunt was now just tufts of hair here and
there. There were big red marks, bite prints, and whelps
all over the front of her body.
She was stood in front of Lucifer who reached out and
removed the clamps. As the blood rushed back into her
nipples Abigail winched in pain but did not cry out. She
tried to pull back as Lucifer reached out and gently
grasps each of her nipples, now hard and erect from the
torment and pulled her toward him.
"Now, let try it again," as Lucifer pushed Abigail onto
her knees in front of him.
Abigail was once again eye to eye with Lucifer's hard,
12 inch cock. He was attempting to push it into her
mouth and Abigail kept her lips tightly locked and tried
to push him away. When her nipples caught between his
fingers, the pain shot through her breast and she
stopped, but she refused to open her mouth.
Lucifer pinched down harder of her erect nipples and
then twisted both of them. Abigail whimpered but refused
to open her mouth. She was not going to be forced to
suck this vile man's cock if she had to die first.
"Well then," Lucifer stated, "let's see if this will
persuade her."
"Get the hammer and nails" Lucifer shouted at the
bartender as he pulled Abigail to her feet again.
Abigail was unsure what was going to happen and her fear
was reaching the panic states. Lucifer pushed her over
the bar, her breast flattened against the countertop.
Two men grabbed Abigail's arms and held them tightly
behind her back to the point her shoulders were burning.
Her legs were dragged apart and both were belted to the
rail below the bar leaving her cunt and ass exposed. The
bartender pulled the hard, erect nipple of her left
breast outward and placed a nail in the center.
"Noooooo," Abigail screamed in pain as the hammer came.
In one blow the nail went through her nipple and tacked
it to the top of the bar. A small stream of blood flow
from the top of her nipple. Abigail started to struggle,
but any movement brought searing pain into her nipple.
She watched in horror as the bartender did the same to
the nipple of her right breast. Abigail almost passed
out from the pain. However, she was now immobile, her
nipples nailed to the bar and then released her arms.
Abigail stretched her arms out and her hands grabbed the
end of the bar to release the pressure from her nipples.
She felt two hands pulling her cunt lips open and then
three fingers plunged deep inside her. She released the
bar from just a moment and felt the tearing pain in her
nipples and quickly grabbed the end of the bar again.
"I guess she'll cooperate now," Lucifer gloated.
Abigail to feel the head of his thick cock at the
entrance to her hole. She felt the pressure and hung her
head and began to sob as her cunt lips parted to allow
Lucifer's huge cock to penetrate.
"This hole is dry as a desert," Lucifer said to the
other men standing around. Each had their cocks out and
were stroking them as they watched later leader buried
all twelve inches in the helpless woman's cunt with one
thrust.
"God, please stop, I'll do whatever you want, please let
me go," Abigail pleaded.
Lucifer advised that it was too late and began to pound
her cunt without mercy. Each deep thrust forced Abigail
to slide on the bar and she felt her nipples would be
ripped from her breast. Abigail held the end of the bar
tightly, trying not to move while her cunt was pounded.
Her head lying on the bar and her chest heaving as she
sobbed.
"She's getting wet boys, slicker than hot butter,"
Lucifer stated as he continued to pound Abigail.
Abigail could not believe her ears. Though all the pain
was her body betraying her? Lucifer continued to thrust
in an out, she felt him stiffened and then Abigail could
feel his sperm bathing the walls of her cunt. His cock
slid out of her hole dragging cum with it. Abigail could
feel the cum dripping down the insides of her thighs.
Abigail collapse on the bar thinking that her ordeal was
over. Then she felt horror as she heard Lucifer announce
that for a dollar, anyone could have her cunt.
Abigail clutched the end of the bar even tighter as she
felt another cock enter her quickly. This man also
pounded her without mercy. He quickly dumped his load
and was replaced by another. Abigail turned her head to
look behind her and saw at least fifteen men lined up,
cocks out and hard ready to fuck her. She was helpless
to do anything about it.
Each man took his turned ravaging her cunt. The cum was
collecting in a puddle beneath her out stretched legs
and Abigail was now raw and sore for the savage
fuckings. Her nipples were now numb again and the pain
was in her cunt and she could not block it from her
mind.
Suddenly, Abigail was aware that there was no cock in
her cunt. The last man had pulled his limp cock from her
cunt and slapped her on the ass. She had braced herself
for another onslaught, but nothing happened. Abigail
thought her ordeal was over until she felt a hand inside
her pussy.
"Wow, she's opened up down, I can easily slide my hand
inside her hole, no problem," Lucifer said, "now let's
open the other hole."
Abigail had no idea what he was talking about. She had
released her grip on the end of the bar and was just
slumped over the bar. Her nipples were still numb, but
she was aware of the nails holding her to the bar. She
felt the hand in her cunt, then it was out. Lucifer took
a hand full of the cum from her cunt and smeared it into
her ass jabbing first one finger, then two into the
puckered ring.
As Abigail came to the realization of what he intended
to do she tried in vain to move her ass out of the way.
It was useless. She felt the head of that massive cock
at the virgin opening of her ass. She was frantic,
begging Lucifer not to fuck her ass. She offered to suck
him, to suck all of them, to do anything they wanted if
he would spare her ass. Lucifer responded that she was
already doing whatever they wanted and pushed into her
ass slowly.
Abigail screamed louder than ever before at the pain in
her rectum. She tried to push his cock out of her ass
but Lucifer kept up the steady pressure. Abigail thought
she could feel each inch as it passed that tight ring of
her asshole. No one had ever even touched her there and
now she was being violated beyond endurance. Finally the
pressure stopped and Abigail could feel Lucifer's
scrotum against her swollen, raw cunt lips.
"I'm in," he announced and the crowd applauded.
Lucifer began to rapidly saw his huge cock in and out of
Abigail's abused ass. The pain was almost unbearable and
Abigail screamed with each thrust. Suddenly, she no
longer felt the pain, but something else building deep
inside her loins. She fought against the feelings, not
wanting her body to betray her. Lucifer sensed it also
and reached now and grabbed her now hard clit.
It was too much for Abigail. She began to wail with
pleasure as the orgasm spread through her entire body.
Thrashing her legs against the bonds holding them wide
apart and pushing herself up from the bar stretching her
breast tightly from where her nipples were nailed
tightly, Abigail continued to spasm in a massive wave of
her orgasm. The increased pain in her nipples just
heightened the intensity.
She thought she would go crazy and wave after wave of
orgasmic pleasure spread through her entire body. She
felt the cock in her ass grower larger and the hot cum
spreading through her intestine and collapse unconscious
on top of the bar. Lucifer struggled to hold the limp
body on the bar as he felt the last drops of his cum
spurt into Abigail. He pulled his now limp cock from her
ass and a trickle of cum and blood ooze out. Abigail's
asshole was gaping open unable to contract after the
brutal assault. Abigail was unconscious.
When Abigail awoke, she was a first disoriented. She
realized she was now in her car and on the side of a
dirt road. She was wearing an old flannel shirt and her
black skirt. Her nipples hurt, her cunt throbbed and her
ass was on fire. She slowly unbuttoned the shirt and
looked at her breasts. They were covered in bite marks
and bruises. Her one inch nipples were purple with two
blood clots on each side where the nails had been
placed.
Abigail reached under her skirt and felt the swollen
lips of her cunt and to her embarrassment the wetness
present. She shifted in her seat and felt the burning
pain where her asshole had been ravaged. Abigail began
crying as she searched for her keys finding them on the
floor with a note attached. Abigail read what the note
said:
"We have your wallet, know where you live and if you
want your children to be safe, you will forget this ever
happened. Don't ever come to the Boar's Head again."
Abigail found her purse and search for her wallet to no
avail. Through her tears she started her car and headed
down the dirt road, not really knowing where she was
going. The thought of Dave kept racing through her head
and her anger at him was even stronger than before.
Abigail remembered her ordeal at the hands of Satan's
Servants and felt a tingle between her legs and her
nipples harden.
"Perhaps I will return to the Boar's Head again,"
Abigail thought and a smile came to her lips as she
continued to sob.
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