From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Laurie Saves Her Husband (Mf, mdom, rape, anal, cons?)
Date: 7 Jun 1996 18:09:39 GMT

		       Laurie Saves Her Husband

	"LAURIE!'

	Laurie Smith instantly recognized the voice of her husband on
the phone. But she also noticed the sound of terror in his voice. Her
husband had been sent to Central America the week before on business
and she wasn't expecting to hear from him for a couple of more days.

	"What is it?" Laurie tensely answered. She knew something must
be wrong.

	"Laurie, I've been arrested!" her husband screamed.

	"WHAT?"

	"I still don't know why. Last night the police came to my
hotel room and took me down to the station. They won't tell me
anything. All they told me is the name of a man at home that they said
could get me out. I don't care what he wants; GET ME OUT OF HERE!"

	The phone clicked dead and Laurie looked at the name and
number of the man her husband had told her about. Laurie quickly
picked up the phone and dialed the number.

	"Yes?" came the voice from the other end of the phone.

	Laurie hurriedly explained what her husband had told her.

	"I think I can help you, Mrs. Smith. If you'll come over to my
office at seven this evening, we'll discuss your options."

	Laurie's fear eased as she heard these words.

	"But, Mrs. Smith, I would prefer if you didn't wear any
panties."

	Laurie's blood ran cold. Now she realized what was happening.

				* * *

	It was a quarter to seven as Laurie pulled up in front of the
building. It was in the heart of the city and must have been thirty
stories high. She adjusted the rearview mirror and tensely checked her
makeup. She thought about turning around and then thought of her
husband in some squalid jail cell and opened the car door. She quickly
dodged the early evening traffic and entered the lobby. She crossed
over to the elevator and pushed the up button and waited, arms
crossed. The doors opened and she entered the elevator car.

	The swift elevator delivered Laurie to the penthouse and the
doors opened onto the raised landing of a luxury condominium. She
cautiously stepped out of the car, halfway expecting someone to jump
her and rape her right there. She peered right and then left. The
place seemed to be empty.

	"Hello? Is anyone here?" she asked, hoping the whole thing had
just been some sort of company loyalty test.

	"Please, come in, Mrs. Smith," a voice said from the darkness
of the far end of the room.

	"I'm so glad you decided to visit me this evening. Come, let's
talk of your husband. I understand that he is being held in a prison
in some Central American country. Tsk, tsk. They can be such nasty
places. Some people never make it out alive."

	"What do you want?" Laurie pleaded.

	"We'll discuss my fee in a moment, Mrs. Smith. First, have a
seat over there," the man said, pointing to a chair in the center of
the dark room.

	Laurie cautiously crept across the room and seated herself in
the chair, unconsciously making sure her dress was pulled down over
her long legs. Laurie was a twenty-two year-old blonde who was
incredibly beautiful. It was common knowledge that the reason she
married a man so much her senior was because of his money. Still, she
loved him deeply and wanted to see his safe return. She squinted into
darkness from which the voice was emanating from, and tried to see who
was there. It was no use. It was simply too dark to see into the unlit
void.

	"Yes. It is true. You are a pleasure to the eyes. I've often
wondered why a woman of your beauty would marry such an unattractive
man, but I suppose beauty truly is in the eye of the beholder."

	"Can we get on with it? How much do you want?" Laurie asked
restlessly.

	"Patience, my dear. All things in good time. You are, however,
mistaken if you think I asked you here for money. Your husband's
ransom will be of a different sort."

	"What do you mean?" Laurie asked nervously.

	"Lift your dress up to your waist and spread your legs apart
for me."

	"I will not!" Laurie's bare pussy tingled under her dress at
the command.

	"That's too bad. Your husband may be staying in jail for a
long time."

	Laurie knew that if she ever wanted to see her husband again,
she had better do as she was told. She hesitantly reached down and
grasped the hem of her dress. She slowly brought it up to her thighs
and stopped.

	"Higher."

	Laurie continued raising her dress, slowly bringing her bare
waist into view. But because she was holding her legs tightly
together, her pussy was hidden from his view.

	"That's good. Now spread your legs open for me."

	A chill ran down Laurie's spine as she realized this was going
to be a much more horrible experience that she had imagined.

	Laurie slowly gave in to the demand and started parting her
slim thighs.

	"Come on, Mrs. Smith. I don't have all evening. The longer
this takes, the longer your husband will remain in that jail."

	Laurie opened her legs, displaying her bare genitals to the
stranger.

	"Wider. All the way, please."

	Laurie spread her legs as far apart as she could, fully
exposing her pussy. She blushed with embarrassment at the act.

	"Excellent, excellent. You have a beautiful pussy, my dear.
Much too nice for that husband of yours. Now let's see what you look
like inside. Take your hands and spread your pussy open for me."

	Laurie closed her eyes in shame and dropped her hands to her
crotch. She gently grasped the sides of her nether lips and pulled
them apart, revealing a light pink interior.

	"Open yourself up all the way."

	Laurie spread her outer labia apart so far, she cringed in
pain.

	Her thin inner lips came into view, as well as her tiny
vaginal opening.

	"Judging from the size of your vaginal orifice, I'd say that
your husband must not enjoy you very often, does he? Answer me."

	Laurie mumbled something below her breathe.

	"What? I can't hear you."

	"No... "

	"That's too bad. A lovely specimen like you should pleasure
her man as often as possible. Perhaps he is too old and feeble to
service you?"

	"Yes."

	"Now that is a shame. Well, tonight, you and I shall make up
for that."

	Laurie began to cry. She knew she was going to be raped. But
this was worse than rape. She was being made to endure a long,
humiliating unveiling before the hideous act was to be consummated.

	"Before a woman can pleasure a man, she must learn to pleasure
herself. Show me how you masturbate, Mrs. Smith."

	Laurie reserved this one private gratification for the
intimacy of her bedroom. Not even her husband had ever seen her in
this act. But she gave in to the immediacy of the situation. She
realized that she must conform to this man's desire if she was ever to
see her husband again. She brought one hand to her vulva and began to
caress it slowly. She eased her middle finger up and down her slit
working it in and out to lubricate it. Her mouth began to fall open as
she slide into her world of bliss. She forgot where she was and
elevated the intensity with which she worked herself. She
intermittently inserted her slick finger into her vagina, withdrawing
slowly in long strokes of euphoria. As she began to climax, her naked
hips rose from the chair, and they began to buck forward into her hand
like some bitch in heat. She opened her eyes as she came down and
realized that a brilliant light had been turned on, illuminating her
in a circle of white light.

	"Mmmm. Very nice. I will enjoy adding that to my video
collection... " Laurie suddenly realized that she had been unknowingly
been video taped masturbating.

	"What are you going to do with that tape," she demanded.

	"Nothing, my dear, so long as you comply with my wishes. I
need to see what you look like in the nude. Remove your dress."

	Laurie brought her knees back together and stood up. She
reached around with both arms and brought her dress up over her head
and let it fall to the floor.

	Laurie stood stark naked before this man, open to his whims
and pleasures. She had full, round breasts which stood out from her
chest because of her youth. Her nipples were large and puffy. They
seemed to rise from her breasts.

	"Turn around and let me see your rear."

	Laurie slowly rotated in place like a piece of meat on a spit.

	"Excellent, excellent. Now come here."

	Here it comes, thought Laurie. Now I'm going to be raped. She
slowly crossed the floor and stood naked before him with her arms at
her side. He reached up and inserted a finger into her still moist and
swollen vulva. Laurie gasped at the unexpected intrusion, but
involuntarily pushed her hips forward at the man's probing.

	"Oh, you like that, I see."

	He continued easing his finger up and down her glistening
slit. Laurie found herself rising to another climax. But just at the
moment of peak pleasure, he withdrew his finger.

	"Please."

	"What? You must learn to speak up, my dear. What did you say?"

	"Please... Don't stop," she whispered.

	"There will be plenty of time for later, my dear. Now I want
you to come with me. I must examine you to make sure that you are fit
for the evening ahead."

	Laurie heard the word "examine", and only one thing popped into
her head: A pelvic examination. Masturbating in front of a stranger
was one thing; allowing him to examine her was another. Her most
intimate treasure was about to be laid open.

	Laurie followed him down a dark hall into a room that was
exactly like a doctor's examination room. After they were both in the
room, he shut the door with a disquieting thud. He turned and stared
at her nude body. She crossed her arms and covered her pubis at his
lewd gaze.

	"Get on the table."

	Laurie climbed up onto the exam table, and in a sudden show of
modesty, continued to try to conceal her exposed privates. He gripped
her ankles and pulled them to the end of the table. Her thin body
followed and soon she found herself at the end. He placed each of her
feet into the stirrups and stood back.

	"Open yourself up to me."

	Laurie eased her knees apart and presented her most intimate
area to him for his inspection. He pushed her knees wide apart,
causing her vulva to vulgarly gape open. He stared intently for what
seemed like several minutes at her glistening interior. What is he
doing, Laurie wondered. She raised her head to see and found him
videotaping her vulva. Oh, no. Not more videos, she thought, as she
laid her head back down. She closed her eyes again, wishing the whole
ordeal was just a bad dream. But she was shocked back to reality as
she felt his fingertips on her genitals, gently moving them this way
and that. She gritted her teeth and kept her eyes tightly shut,
silently vowing to endure this ordeal. He looked up from her unclad
pelvis and found that she was gripping the sides of the table tightly
with her hands. Laurie suffered his repeated inspection and probing of
her vulva, all the time keeping her eyes shut, but they popped wide
open as she felt the cold steel of a vaginal speculum being inserted
into her vagina. He introduced the full length into her and opened it
up, prying her secret vaginal walls apart. He brought a spotlight over
to the foot of the table and brightly illuminated her gaping vagina.
Her vaginal walls were a light pink and her ribbed muscles oscillated
up and down as he moved the speculum around to get a better view of
her interior. Laurie was mortified. She doubted if she could ever go
to see her gynecologist again after this "examination".

	He finally spoke.

	"I must say that of all of the woman I have had on this table,
your vagina is the most exquisite I have ever seen."

	All of this was of little comfort to Laurie. She tried to
figure how she ended up on an examination table of some depraved
individual... He withdrew the speculum and Laurie thought that the
worst was over. That was until she felt the blades of the speculum
probing at the entrance to her ass.

	"NO!" she said rising from the table.

	"Quiet, Mrs. Smith. Your husband, remember?"

	Laurie lay back down and resigned herself to the humiliation
that was to follow. He forced the steel implement into the pink
rosebud of her anus, and began to stretch it open as he pushed it into
her. Upon it's full insertion, he opened it to reveal a pink, ribbed
canal, virginal in its appearance.

	"Your rectum is equally as lovely, Mrs. Smith. This is a
difficult choice."

	He pulled the speculum from her asshole and watched as it
slowly yawned shut.

	"Which would you prefer me to take, your vagina or your anus,
Mrs. Smith?

	"I'm not going to chose where you rape me, you bastard!"

	"Oh, but you must. For if you do not, I will take you in both
places."

	Laurie whimpered to herself. It was the worst decision she
would ever be asked to make. After a moment, she softly spoke.

	"My vagina."

	"That's what I figured you would say. I could see that you've
never been sodomized before."

	And with that, he dropped his pants and brought his rigid tool
to bear on her. She saw what was about to happen and prepared herself
as best she could. But nothing could prepare her for the feeling of
his engorged member's probing at her asshole.

	"I told you... "

	"I know what you told me, Mrs. Smith. That's why I asked."

	He began to force his erection into her asshole. She rose up
from the table in agony as he passed the head of his member into her.
Slowly he forced the entire length into her abdomen and began to work
it in and out. She screamed in agony as he fucked her asshole
mercilessly. His bloated testicles slapped her ass check as her
continued to rape her anus. Finally, the bubbling tide broke forth
and her pumped his hot load into her rear end.

	"Oh, my god, oh, my god," he moaned.

	He slid his used member from her defiled anus and pulled up
his pants.

	"You are a most incredible fuck, Mrs. Smith. Your husband
should use you more often. You have honored your part of the deal; I
will honor mine. I will make a call right now. Your husband should be
on a flight home by tomorrow."

	He turned to leave and she spoke.

	He turned around and faced her. As he saw his cum was oozing
out of her ravaged ass she said, "Umm... Could you maybe make that
call in a couple of days?"