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Pass Around Wife:Hilda's side of the story
06/02/2014
This story continues from Pt 2 as seen and experienced through the eyes of Hilda

As I lay there in the car trunk, bound and gagged, my most immediate thought was that I had really screwed up. My mind was screaming run! But my heart was telling me that Gary was just going to take me somewhere, have guys rape and use me, then cage me for a few days. Ithought he may even make me move in with him, which was fine, because I was prepared to go that far to honor the contract. I couldn't believe he had tricked us with the notification, but I accepted it thinking I was about to experience sex in a whole new level.

I looked Keith in the eyes as he stood at the trunk and masturbated and stroked my legs while I lay there. His load almost blinded me, it was so much. I saw in his eyes he was so filled with lust and excitement, then a little fear as he closed the trunk lid. Then it went dark and I felt the car moving. We were leaving. Gary would never tell me where he was going to take me, just I was going and deal with it. It seemed like an eternity before the car stopped and I heard them get out. I distinctly heard the lawyer tell Gary this was the last time he would deal withn me, and it was probably best he find a new lawyer. I heard Gary laugh, and tell the lawyer that I had asked for this, and he was going to be sure I saw it through. Then the trunk opened.

I soon learned we were in Tennessee. Not even in Alabama anymore. Now my mind started setting off alarm bells. Way too late, but alarm bells anyway. Two men I had never met before, both of them large men, muscular, and hard looking lifted me from the trunk roughly. They obviously had no concern for my comfort. My feet were asleep from the zip ties on my ankles, as were my hands. My legs were numb so bad I couldn't stand. Once they took me inside the building, (it looked like an old office complex that was abandoned) they washed my face then began prodding me. They laid me on an old pool table..still gagged and bound. I could barely feel their hands. They made comments like, Grad A,..nice and firm, etc. One of them yanked on the new nipple rings..that hurt like hell. I tried to yell but it was muffled by the gag. Then they slapped me so hard I actually saw stars. They dark haired one just said in a threatening tone:

"shut up! you have just begun to be a slave! Meat doesn't complain! One more time, and you get the cattle prod!""

I felt a blinding, consuming shock as the hit my thighs with a long stick..I was almost paralyzed. I couldn't breathe and the other removed my gag. He just rolled me onto my stomach and began slapping my ass. I felt his thick fingers probe my cunt, sliding up and down my thighs. I heard a camera clicking and saw flashes. They turned me over again and then took more photos. Gary sat at a computer, silent as he worked on a websiye. He downloaded the photos they had taken to a web site I later learned was slavefarm. He turned and looked at me with the most evil, angry look I had ever seen.

" I sent out notices of the auction on Saturday to friends in our bdsm group. I want to see how much interest there is in you. I have to ahve at least 15 replies for the auction. If not you stay in my cage until I sell the contract."

My mind went totally numb. This was real shit. Not a game. Gary never intended to keep me. I was terrified and began shaking all over. I gathered up courage and asked him straight up:

"You never intended to keep me did you?" He just looked at me and shook his head no.

"I thought you wanted me..to have me for yourself. To keep me. All yours, remember?"

He laughed. " stupid cunt. I wanted you because you were His. I wanted you because you agve yourself to me so easily the first time we met when we made that bet. Mostly, I wanted those legs. Those thighs. All you are to me is a pair of legs in stockings and a pair of lips for head. Other than that, you mean nothing to me. You are to be used. That's your purpose in life. You signed that contract willingly, didn't you?""

I nodded yes. "You want out of it now?"

Once again I nodded yes.

"Too damn bad. I paid the lawyer a lot of money to draft that contract. It will hold up in court. Two other contracts already have. You aren't the first and won't be the last cunt I lure into slavery. Thank the stars for ALT (http://alt.com/go/g7785-pct). So many stupid cunts like you." Then he stopped. His PC beeped 3 times with notifications, men eager for an auction. He moved me to a chair, so I could see what was going on. The taller of the other two men stood behind me, then bent over and began squeezing my breasts. His tongue licked my neck. He pulled my hair to one side so he could access my neck better, then violently turned my head and shoved his cock into my mouth.

' Don;t you swallow bitch,'' he commanded,' just hold it in your mouth till I tell you to swallow."

He pounded my face. His cock went into my throat and I gagged. He just kept on pounding. I always liked the taste of a hard cock and I began working my tongue on his shaft. He pulled out of my mouth and lifted me back onto the pool table, with my head hanging over the edge. In that position I couldnt close my mouth. My legs and hands were still numb and getting number. Then he shoved his cock all the way into my throat. The other began videoing me, choking. I couldn't breathe. Gary just said , ''breathe through your nose stupid or you'll choke."" I tried to relax my throat muscles. I had never taken a cock like that. He shoved it in and left it there. I could feel his cock in my throat, and the other guy began rubbing my neck, where the guy's cock was. Man that felt strange, but I was about to pass out. I couldnt move, I couldn't breathe, and just before I did pass out, a flood of cum shot down my throat, some going down my windpipe, I began gagging violently. I was terrified. For agonizing seconds they just watched me writhe and choke on his semen. The second guy never stopped the video recorder. Then Gary rolled me over, and with his fingers cleared my airway. I gasped for breath and he sat me up and the first guy came back with a glass of water. Floating in it was the rest of his cum. He tilted my head and made me drink it all. The water felt great but the cum was weird like that.

Then Gary pointed to the computer. There were over 20 replies. Two of them were LeRoy and Snake. The auction was on. I just stared at Gary in disbelief. Surely this was just a game. He assured me it wasn't. It was past 1 am and Gary picked me up from the pool table and bent me over a sofa. His cock was massive under normal circumstances, but now it was harder than ever. He raped me. I told him no, not anymore, but he just laughed, Then it got to me. I broke. I began begging him to slam it in. To hurt me. To fuck me. He squeezed me thighs so hard it left bruises. He tore at my stockings like a mad man. His hot load shot so deep into me I thought it would blow the topof my head off. Then he just zipped his pants, took me into a freezing room, In the corner was a cage. It was so small I barely fit on my knees. He left my ankles tied, but re-tied my hands to the cage bars..in perfect doggy style position. My ass was up against the back side of the cage, and my face pressed against the front. All along I kept thinking this isn't real, this isn't real. My mind wouldn't accept it.

Before he left, Gary brought his laptop for me to see. It was logged into my email account. There was an email from my sister, demanding an explanation. She used such language I couldn't believe it. Then Gary took another photo, attached it, and replied to her email:

This is my new life. Don't bother me anymore. I finally left that sorry ass husband of mine.

he hit the send button. Then he turned off the lights and I heard the three of them leave. I was alone, fr4eezing cold and numb all over. As I finally passed out I thought, " well stupid..this is what you craved after all."

** Before I go any farther I want it made clear, that I did love my husband. He always treated me like a queen. When he put me into that strip club, my thinking changed, Why did he want to share me? But after the first time he joined with another guy in pleasing me, he just told me he wanted to see more satisfied than he ever could. He absolutely loved my legs in the stockings, and kissing my feet. He loved footjobs too. I began to realize I had this power over men when I danced. All women do. They are mesmerized by us. Will do whatever to cop a feel. I was particular at first, but like any other addiction, ( and I was addicted) It went deeper and deeper until I lost control. My mind kept thinking up new scenarios, i dreamt of wild sexual encounters. I had to have sex every day in different ways. Now, I did take care of my body. Excercises, etc. My cunt never was stretched and I never allowed a cock in my ass. My legs were toned superbly from the dancing. My breasts never sagged. I was proud of my body and the power it had over men. Then that power was taken away.

When that contract was in front of me, my mind screamed No! No! Don't do it! but the dopamine flooding my brain overrode those warnings. I signed it in a sound mind. Even though when Gary drove me away from his lawyer's office I threw up in the parking lot.He didn't care. he had his meat***

That morning, Friday, Gary came in early to the building where I was caged. I was shivering out of control. He just forced his cock into my mouthy anyway, no concern for my condition. He fed me a lot load of cum for my breakfast, then took me out of the cage momentarily. he made me put on new stockings, which was hard because my hands were blue from the cold and lack of circulation. So were my legs. I got them on, then back into the cage again. I heard men outside and I was soon loaded into a strange van. No windows, so I couldn't tell where I was at. They then drove away, and wouldn't answer any of my questions. About what I guessed was 3 hours, we stopped. The rear doors opened and there were Snake and LeRoy. Both of them laughing at me. They took me, cage and all to LeRoy's truck. And then once again we drove away.

When we stopped we were at what I recognized was Snake's cabin. I was terrified. I had heard about that cabin. Snake used it as a "torture chamber"...shackles, chains, cages, whips, all that crap. They took me inside and took me from the cage. To my surprise, they then filled a tub with hot water, got me naked and began to bathe me and wash my hair. I just tried to relax and enjoy it. I soon figured that this was all just so Snake and LeRoy could fuck me awhile. I figured wrong. Snake tied me up again , dressed in fersh stockings then LeRoy mounted me. Damn, he was rough. He kept telling me I should have let him be my Master, and that I was going to see the next day what slavery was all about. Then Melissa came in. Snake's Bi wife. She didn't say a word, except, "'Finally Bitch..". Then she straddled my face and ground her cunt into my mouth and face. I was getting sick,. I wasn't a lesbian or even bi curious. It made me sick. But I couldn't do anything about it. He r musky smell made me wonder if I tasted that way too as she ground her cunt lips against my face. When she came, She shot a stream of clear liquid all over my face and I couldn't help but swallow some. Then she devoured my cunt..licking me in ways a man couldn't. I was ashamed. I wasn't gay. But damn, what an orgasm I had.

As she finished and they cleaned me up, Snake re-tied me, and left me hog tied on the floor: with my legs bent backwards and tied to my wrists.

"You'll stay here until tomorrow night. Then I'll drive you to the club house for the auction. A couple guys from the club may stop by and fuck you. So be prepared."

Then he just left me there. I was tired, sore, exhausted really and super hungry. So before he left he deposited a hot load into my mouth for me to eat, like that was going to help. Now I was alone again with my thoughts. Gagged once more, I couldn't scream for help which I surely would have done. Then sobbing, I drifted off to sleep and to my nightmares that were soon to become real.

I was awakened by hands feeling up my thighs, fondling my legs and feet. He was behind me, and I couldn't see who he was yet. He was muttering that he finallly was going to fuck me like I deserved and that I shouldn't have teased him in the club. That scared the shit out of me. Was he going to get revenge on me? Hurt me? I was helpless, being hogtied like i was. He removed the ropes from my legs and yanked them apart. Then he shoved my face down into the carpet as his super hard cock (and well endowed I might add) into my dry cunt. It didn;t stay dry long though. I felt like he ripped my pussy apart with his first few thrusts. I was starting to get a rug burn on my forehead, and I tried to cry through the gag. He just kept pounding, wrapping his arms around me, under my breasts which were being rubbed raw. He held me in a vice grip till he dumped his load in me. Then he rubbed his cock along my right leg, wiping his semen on my stockings. When he raised my head up, I saw a tripod and camera. Then he turned me over: It was the most repulsive ass%%$$ I had ever met. None of the girls at the club liked him. I avoided him at all cost. He was disgusting, with rotten teeth and terrible manners. He stood up and grinned at me, laying there helpless, and began to piss on my body, laughing the whole time. Then he smeared his urine on my face, and gathered his camera and left. Just like that.

' Oh God, '' i thought, ""what have I gotten myself into?"

And you guessed it. That question was answered very shortly when Gary came back with Snake. No Melissa this time. Snake started cussing about the piss on his floor, and then they both untied me and bathed me again. The clock said it was around 6pm, it was Friday, the day before the supposed sale. Gary brought some KFC and fed me. I ate until I was full, and boy was I hungry. Then Melissa showed up. I tried not think about her previous visit, but she pulled out a bag and started fixing up my hair. My Makeup, etc. Gary left me untied, and if not for the situation, it would have been like old times. I had hope now that this was all just Gary teaching me a lesson. After Melissa finished with me, he dashed that hope.

He sat on the sofa, and pulled my legs onto his lap. He stroked me gently, loving the feel of the fine nylon in my hose. He fondled my feet too, rubbing my arches, nibbling my toes. I laid my head back as Snake sat and masturbated. He walked over and made me suck him off, I gladly swallowed his whole load. The salty sweet taste, the thickness of his cum. I felt it slide down my throat and I smiled at him. Then in a cold voice Gary said,

" Hilda, well at least for now. Your new owner will change your name, I want you to completely understand your situation. You signed your life away when you signed that paper. You have no say6 as to what happens from here on out. Understand? Do you really get that?"

Numbly I nodded yes. I could almost hearing my hope shattered.

" Well, we'll see,' he continued. " I am going to let some men use you. What they do is up to them. They can scar you, mark you, hurt you, whatever they please. There will never be any limits as to what a man can do to you. If he wants to take your life, that's up to him. That's what No Limits means. There are men on the internet who are into body mods, that means modifying your body. Removing limbs. That kind of twisted shit."" I tried to draw back, away from Gary as the reality of his statement set it. He held my legs in place.

"Keith tried to tell you. You said you wanted the danger, you got it. Every day from now on could be your last. Personally, It doesn't matter what happens to you. Not at all. You're just legs in fancy stockings to me. Your new owner won't care either. You will get extreme use from these men in the future, They have made a web site where they will post videos of you and pictures. I emailed your sister the link already, and she'll be able to see that a-hole pissing on you. When those guys get here later, whatever happens, happens. If you amke it, fine. If not, that's ok. I got my money for the contract. 500 dollars is what you're worth to me. At the auction, you have to bring at least 500 or you go home with the club owner. Trust me, you don't want that."

"We're leaving now. Good luck tonight. You're going to need it. I hope they don't mess you up too bad. Will bring less money that way.Enjoy yourself if you can slut."

And with that they left. I had been hogtied all over again and gagged. I heard them drive away. There was no noise except the clock ticking,'

Then 2 long hours later I heard a car pull up. I heard footsteps on the porch and the door open, It was behind me, so I never saw them. I felt rough hands grab my arms and lift me up, literally throwing me onto the sofa. Then I passed out from sheer terror.

I woke up at 7 am on Saturday. Auction day. I tried to check my body for injuries but couldn't. Why was there a rope around my ankles? And why did my mouth taste like semen? That one was easier to answer. I managed to roll over and realized i was still hogtied, but on the bed. Gary was standing there, smiling. He just produced a camcorder and showed me the events of the night before. I had been suspended upside down by the porch rafters, with my mouth at crotch level. I counted 7 men that had face fucked me in that position. All just laughed at my plight, and kept using me. About 5 fucked me, then they left.

Gary sat me up on the bed, untied my wrists, and then my ankles. He stroked my face as he told me he would miss using me. Then he stood up and took off his trousers.His massive cock was limp, but still impressive. I figured this was one last fuck.

"HIlda, listen to me good. And very carefully." I just nodded silently.

"What is going to happen tonight is serious and permanent. There is No going back. Ever. You will never return home, see your husband, never. To be honest, even if you weren't being honest I would never allow you to ever see him again. But anyway, Pay close attention to what I'm about to say. What you do now determines your fate. If you stay with me, I'm going to shop you online and let men do whatever they want with you, no matter how severe. When they pick you up, you may not return intact. That's just the way it is in the extreme bdsm community. If you choose to be auctioned, then whoever buys you has final say. Make up your mind, right now which way you want to go. There's no telling where you'll end up. It could be the middle east and I'm not joking. These men there are extreme..with a capital twisted. If you want me to go ahead with the sale, I want you to not say a word, just suck my cock. Onhce you put my cock in your mouth, there's no going back. I will hogtie you and leave you for them to pick up later to take you to the club. If you dont suck me, then I keep you, and you will be taken away from Alabama within the next hour. The choice is yours. I want you to think about it. Lick my cock, taste it, as you think about putting it in your mouth or not. Dont't say anything, just go ahead."

He laid back as I looked at his cock, which was growing. I noticed the camcorder recording the entire thing. I lowered my head, turning so he could feel my legs and cunt. I slowly took his balls into my mouth and licked them. I rolled my tongue around them as thoughts flooded my mind about my decision. As I licked up his shaft, I could see myself being sold and carried away. My heart began pounding so hard, my thoughts became fuzzy. Gary moaned as I kissed the head of his cock, opening my lips, careful not to take it into my mouth entirely.

He moaned again and looked into my eyes, I stared back at him, kissing the head of his cock. That dopamine my brain was releasing was working overtime. My heart pounded faster as I worked back down his shaft, never breaking my gaze.

All he said was , "Go ahead, You know you want it in your mouth, Whenever you're ready. Look into my eyes when you put it in your mouth.."I nodded. I raised myself up a little and never broke my gaze from his. His eyes said it all: he wanted me to do it. And honestly at that moment, so did I. I stopped licking, took it into my hand and stroked it...looking into his eyes. As I began to lower my head, his cock stiffened...waiting in anticipation, My lips kissed the shaft. My tongue licked under the head again, round and round, then over the top of the head. My lips parted slightly, and the tip of the head was in between my lips. I sighed. I knew what i wanted to do already. My mind screamed Do it!! Do it!! My heart raced as a bit more of the head went into my lips, but not enough to be in my mouth. His cock began to throb. Then without realizing it, I slipped a little and his head went further in. Not enough, but any deeper and it was in my mouth. My teeth parted as the head went into my mouth, then his shaft. I locked my lips around it and without warning he exploded. I greedily sucked every drop from his cock. Then began the best blow job on record. He looked at me and sadly smiled.

"Turn over, and cuff your ankles for me." I did as he asked. Then he told me to cuff my own hands behind me. I did without hesitating. As he gagged me and taped my mouth, he told me Melissa would be by to feed and eat me out, as well as have her cunt eaten by me one last time. I shook my head, but he just said, "too late slut. You made your decision. And tonigtht you will pay for your decision. I personally cant wait."

Sure enough, she did come by, and forced her twat onto my face and made me eat her out. She bathed me, while I wa scurffed, did my hair and makeup again and when the men arrived at about 530, they just put me into a box, closed the lid and drove me to the club.

I don't remember a lot of it..just the gavel banging down and I remember hearing "Reserve Met" and seeing Keith's face as the men all stood up and cheered. I remember being bent over and taking my first cock ever in my ass and how damn much it hurt. Being bent over like that, and ass raped is not my idea of fun. As he pumped me I remember crying and pleading no through the gag. Then I remember being carried outside as my mind screamed no, then seeing the open trunk, and the lid closing. As he drove me away, ( I still hadn't gotten a good look at him) I began to cum...I orgasmed 5 times during the drive as I thought about what was ahead. I finally admitted to myself, I wanted it. So badly. Just bring it on, let's get it going. But that small warning voice told me I had fucked up for real. And over riding my excitement, was the knowledge that I had really fucked myself over. No one to blame but me.

When we arrived a few hours later at the destination, I was suspended upside down, in my hose and gag. In a barn. I finally saw my Master and all he said was "God help you bitch. You're mine now"

****I Understand people wont understand my needing my captivity. It's been 4 years, and I have had some very bad days, severe humiliation, and strong orgasms. My contract is still up for sale. Keith was told I was sold three times, but Gary bought me back for a bit then sold me to a European guy whop took me to Belgium for 3 months and I earned money in the red light district. At present Im in the US, and as I said, still under contract. My email is hildaslut67@gmail.com or gary's email at ghernand98@gmail.com. If anyone asks for pictures at that address I am obliged to send them. Hope you enjoyed my side of the story***
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