Darkness surrounded Laura, a cold open darkness. She could tell by the sounds and the feeling of open air that she was in a large room. She was afraid and her heart beat thumped in her chest and ears and a shiver ran over her nude body. She gripped the chains attached to the leather cuffs around her wrists and the spreader bar between her wrists twisted back and forth slowly making her body move with it.
A door opened and closed and she heard several footsteps. Laura's heart beat even faster now that she realized it wasn't just going to be him this time. He had brought in others and she couldn't tell how many but by the heavy footfalls she guessed they were all men. The footsteps surrounded her and she moved from side to side but couldn't see anyone. It wasn't just the silk blindfold covering her eyes but that the room was completely dark, or dark enough that she couldn't see even a shape through the black fabric. She stepped around a little, even though she knew she wasn't supposed to move her feet. Between the impossibly high heels she was wearing and the spreader bar between her ankles, it was difficult to do more than a little step at a time. Real fear spread over her, fear that had started to border on panic, then a hand moved across her back and slowly traced it's way up her spine.
"Tonight is a special night my lovely wife..." He whispered, "and everyone is here for you. Relax, relax." He ran his hand through her hair and she pushed into his touch. She smiled and he said, "Good, now we will begin."
Suddenly little lights sprung to life in front of her and continued to light until they made a full circle around her. Now she could see the shadows of men all around her. Then someone was speaking, it was him, but he was speaking in another language and the other men began to chant. The chanting started very low and then he yelled, She could tell by the direction of his voice that he was raising his head and voice to the ceiling. Laura felt fear again but tried to remain calm. He had done nothing like this before, in all the times past he had only played with her. Sure, he had made her dress in outfits that fit whatever fetish he had that evening and he enjoyed bondage and spanking and from time to time a little rough play, but nothing that was out of the ordinary. So now, to be in the middle of some sort of ritual or something, Laura didn't know what to think. However she was his wife now, she was rich beyond belief and the thought of tomorrow made her calm. Tomorrow she would sleep late, she would have servants who cooked her breakfast, she would have servants that drove her places, she would have servants for her servants. She would finally be the princess she had always dreamt of being.
The chanting stopped and Laura saw the men moving away from her and one figure moving closer. She could tell by the smell of his cologne that it was him. He and another man unhooked the wrist bar and then pressed her middle, indicating that she should bend over. The wrist bar was attached to another chain on the floor and she stood completely bent over, her round ass exposed and her legs open so that her pussy was equally exposed to everyone in the room. Laura had done a few movies and been nude and exposed in front of enough men and women that this didn't bother her, but she wasn't so sure about being fucked by a room full of men. She was sure that was what was going to happen so she waited for the first to come. What came instead was the cold metal feeling of a knife pressed to her ass, the knife ran slowly over her body and down her right arm to rest on her hand.
"I must make a small cut. This will only be a small cut, don't be afraid" He said. She tried to calm herself but everything in her mind screamed for her to run. She knew that she was helpless to run away even if she wanted to. She had learned from the past that it was usually best to just do what they wanted but her mind also screamed that this was her husband!
Then the knife bit into her hand and she felt the warm feeling of blood dripping down her palm. She could have sworn that she heard the first drop hit the floor and at that same time there was an orange flash, a glow, that spread around her feet. As soon as she saw the shape of it, it was gone. Laura wanted to rip off the blindfold and see what was there, who these men were, what was going on, but she was helpless and she didn't want to anger her husband. Tomorrow, she thought, servants. Breakfast. Her as princess.
Then the first man, she didn't know who, could have been him, could be one of the other men, stepped behind her and his hands caressed her bottom. Her fear and expectation made her body warm and she could feel her body responding. This is why the men pay her so much, this is why he wants her. Not only does she have long sleek legs and the body of a Goddess, but she responds so well and ever since her first time, she loves the feeling. She felt his hard cock pressing against her ass and rubbing over her cheeks and then he moved it with his hand down so that the head was rubbing on her pussy. He moved the head of his cock over her little pink lips and spread her juices around until his cock could slide in a little. It took a few more times of rubbing and pressing before he was able to get his cock into her but when he did, she moaned and pressed into him. She ground her hips into his cock and moaned and wanted to reach around and grab his legs but couldn't so she opened and closed her hands. She felt the sting of the cut on her palm as she did so but it felt erotic to her as well. It was as if a drug had taken her over and she felt nothing mattered, nothing but having his cock inside her. The man fucking her wasn't very good, he simply grabbed hold of her hips and pumped but she was used to men who knew nothing but the desire to fuck and get their rocks off. Most men were like this one, not an ounce of creativity or passion, just a desire to call you a slut and pump like a dog. But she didn't care, she pressed into him and moved her hips like a professional and within minutes he was cumming. To her surprise he came inside her. Usually when she entertained a group they came on her or in her mouth so that the next guy didn't have "sloppy seconds" but he came in her and as he pulled out she felt his cum dripping down her pussy. Seconds later the next man entered her and started to fuck her. This one required a little more than just her pussy to cum, he moved his cock to her ass and started to fuck her there as well, moving from ass to pussy and back again. When he came, however, he came inside her pussy just like the last one. The next man was a fat man and she could feel his belly pressing over her ass as he fucked her, this one slapped her ass and thighs as he fucked her. Laura moaned and found herself wanting more cum inside her. She begged for him to cum, she pleaded for more men and she got her wish.
She lost count after a while but by the time they were done, her legs were cramped and her back hurt and her pussy and asshole felt like they had been pounded to death. She felt cum dripping down her thighs and she thought that it was over so she began to beg, beg for more cum. The chains holding her wrist bar were taken away and the cuffs removed. She stood up and waited for them to take off the blindfold but they didn't. The spreader bar between her ankles fell away and she was pushed down to her knees. Then she felt a cock at her mouth and she began to suck eagerly. One by one she sucked each of the men until all had either cum again or were just clean. The she heard footsteps walking away.
After some time she realized she was completely alone in the room so she reached up and removed the blindfold from one eye and peered about the room. She wasn't in a very large room, in fact it seemed rather small now that she could see in the darkness. She sat down because her ankles were still chained to the floor and after a few hours she decided no one was coming to release her so she fell asleep.

Nine months later, almost to the day, she found herself in a home he had purchased for her and the twins. She had two little girls and they were beautiful. He had called them his failure and told her she was not "the one" but she was still his wife so he had purchased her a home near the Atlanta, Florida border and gave her a credit card and that was the last she saw of him for two years.

Cinnamon and Krystal kept her busy most of the time but she found herself extremely bored. It wasn't long before she took the credit card and purchased a computer. She found herself talking to men online and within only a few months she had made plans to meet one of them. He was a handsome married man who had been divorced once and had one child from his previous marriage. She only talked with married men because she decided if she were going to have an affair, she would have one with someone who wasn't going to attempt to take her away. She was lonely, angry at him and disappointed that she only had a million dollar home with no servants, but she wasn't willing to give it up. She kept telling herself that she had the girls to think about.
He arrived in the middle of the day and she opened the door. Without a word they were at each other, kissing and pulling each other's clothes off. Cinnamon and Krystal were in the next room watching cartoons and she kept looking over her shoulder to see if they were coming. Then he entered her and his face was buried between her huge breasts and he sucked eagerly at her nipples as he fucked her. She was lost in the feeling of his cock inside her. After two years of masturbation, his cock felt like the best thing she had ever known. They fucked right in front of the door, glass on either side made them exposed to the outside world but she didn't think any of the neighbors would be close enough to see. She turned again to look behind her and was horrified to see that Cinnamon and Krystal were standing in the hallway between the front door and the den and were watching. They held hands, complete mirror images of one another and watched the way they often did. She found herself creeped out beyond measure but she wasn't about to tell her lover to stop. She decided they would have to get used to seeing her fucking men, she had decided she could run her old business out of this house and make enough money to hire someone to help around the house and with the girls. So she let him fuck her and she moaned and pressed into him and he came inside her. She fixed him lunch and unable to let him leave she fucked him two more times, unable to get the girls to leave she let them watch. Finally he said that his wife would be home soon and he would call her tomorrow.
She waited for him to come online or call, he never did. A week went by, then two weeks and nothing. Finally she saw him pop online and then blink away. She sent him a message anyway and waited, nothing. In anger she started to curse him, she let a fury of insults fly as fast as she could type them. She waited. Then he responded, she could see the little message before the text actually popped up, "typing...".
"I can't see you anymore. I can never see you again. Please don't try to contact me anymore. People know what happened between us."
Then, almost as if on cue, the phone rang.
"Hello." She had no idea who would be calling.
"So you want to be a whore huh?" It was him.
"W..what?"
"I know your every move, I know what you do. If I ever find out you were with another man again, I will cut you off and take the girls. Do you understand me?"
"Yes...but when are you coming home?"
"That isn't my home, it is your home."
"So you don't love me? I'm not your wife?"
"You are my wife but love? I wouldn't ever call what we had love, would you?"
"I..I guess I don't know what is going on. I'm just so lonely, I never see anyone, I never do anything."
"I never said you couldn't leave the house, I never said you couldn't be with other women. You can do anything you like with other women, but the only cocks you'll have will be ones that I send you."
"So you mean to pimp me out?" She was furious and didn't mind saying so.
"Well, weren't you getting ready to start whoring for extra money? You wanted servants?"
She was stunned! How could he have known this? She didn't write it down, she didn't tell anyone that was her plan, she just thought it...in front of the girls.
She looked over at the girls, they both stared at her as she held the phone to her ear. She shivered again.
"How could you know that?"
"Your job is to be those girls mother, that is your only job. I pay you well to do that job and if I want to send men over to be entertained then you'll do it like you've always done it. If you do a good job, then perhaps I'll give you a maid service and a nanny so you can go out from time to time."
Laura looked to the girls and they watched her, she felt as if they knew every word that was being spoken. She felt fear rise up within her and she realized she was trapped.
"Yes sir."
"Good, then I'll be sending them over starting this afternoon. And please don't do it in front of the girls this time."
With that he hung up the phone.

An hour later the doorbell rang. Laura pulled herself together and thought of the maids and the nanny and she opened the door with a smile. A small balding man stepped inside and his eyes never left her tits. Their eyes never did.