My wife was gang raped for six hours (adult rape and abuse novel)

I have been married to my wife for two and a half years, which really makes me feel very happy and sexually satisfied. She married me as a virgin, and under my gradual guidance, my wife has been very obedient to me and enjoys all kinds of sexual pleasure.

Recently, I have started to slowly guide my wife to do some cooler and more revealing things when she goes out. With her 35D breasts, 24 waist, and 36 plump butt, she often attracts the attention of other men in many occasions when she wears more pleasing clothes.

My wife used to be shy and wore revealing clothes when going out, but after my guidance, she has gradually changed and can make love in bed even more climaxes when we get home.

That night, at my suggestion, my wife wore more eye-catching clothes, a white tight sleeveless top and a short floral dress with a white background, and we went to a market outside a riverbank in another county. It seems that this market gathers here once a week. It is different from ordinary night markets, which are relatively monotonous. The market has more fun stalls, such as playing marbles and shooting balloons. This market also has an eye-catching cool show selling some groceries and medicinal liquor.

We were walking around in the market, but my wife and I kept a distance. I watched from afar and saw many men secretly looking at my wife wearing such a tight sleeveless top that seemed unable to cover my wife's plump 35D breasts. The pattern of the bra inside was clearly embossed on the top.

My wife stopped at a stall, and I knew she wanted to look at the cheap bags on the ground. I saw my wife looked back at me, so I immediately went around behind the stall owner and looked at my wife from a distance. I saw my wife squatting down to choose those bags, and her panties were faintly visible between her pair of white thighs.

I noticed that several men with sneaky looks also came near me. They were all peeking at my wife's squatting beauty. For a moment, I felt a little uncomfortable, but an inexplicable feeling of excitement and heat filled my whole body.

Then my wife continued to walk around the market. I followed her at a distance and found that several men with sneaky looks were following her like me. Later, my wife stopped at a clothing stall and selected clothes, while asking the boss about the price and style.

The boss kept secretly glancing at my wife's body from time to time, and those men with sneaky looks surrounded my wife and pretended to look at clothes. My wife didn't seem to notice those men. She just glanced back at me, then asked the boss something and took the three pieces of clothing to between the two trucks behind the stall.

Only then did I realize that my wife was going to try on clothes. There was a piece of white cloth hung between the two trucks, which served as a trying-on area for customers who wanted to try on clothes. While my wife was trying on clothes inside, I noticed that four or five men with sneaky looks were saying something to the stall owner. I also saw them stuffing money into the owner's pocket, so the owner suddenly turned the big electric fan next to him towards the white cloth. Suddenly, the white cloth floated up a little from the side. Although it was only for about 2 seconds, I could see that my wife was only wearing a bra and panties inside, and was preparing to try on clothes.

The white cloth fell down, and less than ten seconds later, the boss turned the fan around again. This time, I saw that my wife was only wearing panties, and she was taking off the top she was trying on. My wife had her back to us, and when she took off her top, I actually saw her bare back, wow...! My wife actually took her bra off to try it on...

At this moment, I noticed that there were as many as 6 men standing around me. The contradictory and exciting feeling of heat at this moment made me feel even stronger.

Later, when the boss tried to secretly blow up the white cloth with an electric fan for the third time, the cloth didn't move at all. Suddenly, he heard people all around murmuring "move" in disappointment.

At this time, although I felt very excited, I was a little worried about the "audience" atmosphere around me, so I secretly stepped aside and kicked off the generator plug connected to the fan! The boss turned the fan again, but found it had no effect. Then he noticed that the plug had fallen off. While the boss was fixing the plug, his wife suddenly came out fully dressed, ending everyone's eye-opening time.

My wife continued to walk around the stalls, and I continued to follow her from a distance. I saw her stop at a shaved ice stall, and then she looked back at me and saw my wife go in, choose a seat in the corner, sit down, and order some shaved ice. I sat down at a table in the opposite corner.

At this time, my wife lowered her head, let her legs under the table slowly turn towards me, and raised her legs and folded them. At this time, her loose skirt made her sitting posture even shorter, and a pair of white and attractive thighs were facing me.

At this time, two men with sneaky looks were sitting at my table, and there were two or three men sitting at the table next to me. Everyone ordered some ice cream and secretly admired my wife's beauty.

My wife had her head down at this time and didn't notice that so many men were looking at her. Maybe she thought I was the only one looking in that direction? Then she slowly lowered her legs and brought them together, and then slowly changed the position of her legs, and her panties were vaguely visible several times.

At this time, the freezing point came. The wife raised her head and took the freezing point. She found that there seemed to be many men in this direction, so her face turned red and she clamped her legs tightly together to stop exposing herself.

A man sitting at the same table with me said in Taiwanese Mandarin, "That woman is pretty good, hey..." Another man also whispered back, "Great..." Hehe, it seems you are all peeking... I really want to have sex with that woman... I heard the two men discussing my wife's thighs, two big breasts, etc... I ate my shaved ice in silence...

After finishing the ice cream, my wife got up and continued shopping. Two or three men came over and tried to talk to her, but she just kept shaking her head to refuse them.

I was thinking it was about time and wanted to go up and hug my wife and leave the market, but then I suddenly noticed a stall next to us. There was a girl wearing very cool clothes. It was a stall selling a bunch of sundries and medicinal liquors. Many men were standing around watching. The girl was only wearing a translucent men's shirt. She was sitting on a single bed in the middle of the makeshift furnishings, getting massaged by a lecturer. There was no bra under the translucent shirt, and her two nipples seemed to be visible. The three buttons on the shirt were not buttoned, and her breasts, which looked a little smaller than my wife's, were half exposed.

While massaging, the instructor explained some massage methods for treating female pathologies. Because when I saw it, when he was massaging around the girl's thighs, her legs were half open and half closed, and everyone could see her panties clearly.

I am a man too, of course I can't help but watch such a scene! Maybe because I was stunned for a moment and didn't notice my wife's mood, she suddenly walked in front of me and blocked my view, which scared me. She passed by me from the side while continuing to walk in front of me.

Because my wife was passing by me from the side, but as soon as I saw the expression on his face from the side, I knew it was terrible. It seemed that my wife was angry and jealous? ? As my wife walked slowly past, she whispered...Do you prefer to look at him or me? ? Is she in better shape than me?

Before I could explain, my wife suddenly turned around and walked towards the crowd at the stall. I saw my wife squeezed to the front of the crowd and suddenly asked the lecturer a question, as if she was asking if this kind of massage was useful. I didn’t pay attention to what he said, because I was only thinking about how to persuade my wife not to get angry…

(2) Overdoing it

I don't know how long I thought about this with my head down. When I suddenly felt changes around me, I looked up and found that my wife had agreed to go on stage and let the masseur try to massage her.

There was not only one massage instructor at this stall, there were also a few helpers around, but they didn't look like good people. They let my wife sit on the makeshift single bed, and the masseur started pressing on my wife's shoulders and back.

While massaging, the massage moved to my wife's back. Her plump breasts naturally protruded forward and trembled slightly as the masseur massaged her back. We were all watching quietly, and from time to time we could hear the sound of men swallowing saliva around us. I was helpless at this time, because I knew my wife was angry and mad at me for staring at the performers.

While massaging my wife's back, the masseur explained her physical condition. What he said sounded like nonsense to me because it was very vague. In this way, I could be a lecturer. Then he suddenly invited my wife to lie down on the single bed because he wanted to massage her back, buttocks and legs.

My wife glanced at me at this time, which meant she should have asked for my consent, but she just glanced at me and then lay down. It seemed that my wife was really angry that I had just watched the show girl's cool show.

At this time, several staff members who looked like bad guys surrounded my wife after she lay down and moved the single bed together so that her legs were facing the audience. The masseuse explained that this would allow everyone to see the position of the massage performance clearly. At this time, I felt as if my wife's skirt was deliberately exposed to everyone.

The masseur started to massage my wife's side buttocks, and occasionally massaged between the buttocks. After repeating it several times, seeing that my wife, who was lying on her stomach, didn't mind, he started to massage between the buttocks from time to time. Under the loose short skirt, everyone could clearly see that the buttocks were two round buttocks, which were sometimes slightly spread apart. We could also see that the round buttocks on both sides of my wife were pinched by the masseur's hands to change their shape and concave appearance.

Then the masseur began to massage slowly down to her legs. At this time, my wife's legs were still tightly clamped together, and the masseur explained that he hoped she could relax a little.

Then he gently massaged my buttocks and thighs. I guess it was intentional. From time to time, the masseur would slide his hands over the junction of the buttocks and thighs, making the loose skirt roll up a little bit. He also explained that there were sciatic nerves and female physiological acupuncture points at this junction, and then pushed the massage method from this junction to the buttocks in reverse...

After several back and forth movements, the loose short skirt could no longer cover her white and round buttocks, revealing almost half of her white buttocks, and 1/3 of her white panties were also exposed. At this time, more and more sounds of swallowing saliva could be heard from the men around her.

At this moment, I was really worried and regretful for making my wife angry just now, but... another inexplicable feeling of excitement was getting stronger and stronger. My wife, who was lying on her stomach, turned her head and seemed to be looking at me, searching for my expression in her eyes.

Seeing that my wife was so exposed and had no resistance, the masseur became bolder and began to massage above the buttocks several times in a row. In the same direction, he slowly pulled her loose skirt up to her waist. At this time, my wife's entire white, round and smooth buttocks were exposed to everyone, and her panties were completely exposed. The masseur pinched and massaged her buttocks through her panties.

It seemed like I used a little too much force. At this time, I could see two or three faint red fingerprints left by the masseur on my wife's buttocks that were not covered by her panties.

At this time, the masseur explained that during massage, you need to replenish water, preferably salt water, but they have physiological rock salt warm water for women. Then he told a staff member to bring it to my wife. Surprisingly, my wife also obediently drank the glass of water and continued to lie down for the masseur to massage...

At this time, I was thinking, is there anything wrong with that glass of water? But although I was worried, the inexplicable impulse of seeing my wife exposed to a bunch of strange and malicious men seemed to overshadow my worries. My wife lay on her stomach and looked at me with her head tilted. She seemed to be quite satisfied with my stupid gaze on her...

The masseur continued to massage my wife's buttocks, and repeated the same action back and forth two or three times. He then slowly lifted up the loose short skirt, exposing my wife's entire buttocks and panties. He then slowly began to massage her thighs, then her calves.

Then he slowly pressed up to the thighs, and then the calves... I suddenly had a feeling. Looking at the masseur and a few bad staff members, they were winking at each other, as if they were waiting for something... I don't know why, but I still felt that there was something wrong with the glass of water.

At this time, the masseur began to massage the inside of my wife's thighs, near the back knees, and slowly slid upwards inside, and then returned to the back knees. As both palms were massaging near the inside of the back knees, my wife's legs would be separated a little. And sometimes it was not a massage method, but a smooth method, sliding up and down the inside of my wife's thighs.

The masseur seemed to have discovered that this area of ​​my wife was a little sensitive. In fact, I knew better that this area was one of my wife's sensitive parts. So the masseur moved back and forth in this area, and slowly pressed higher and higher, approaching the intersection of the inner thighs. I found that my wife, who was lying on her stomach, began to pant slightly.

When I saw my wife's expression, I knew clearly that it seemed like she was quite comfortable and that her sexual desire was aroused. It was so strange... Was this a bit too much? I started to think like this. I kept looking at my wife, winking at her and shaking my head slightly to indicate that it was time to go. But... my God, my wife's eyes seemed to be hazy and distracted as she looked at me. I couldn't figure out whether she was paying attention to me or not. Anyway, her eyes seemed to be distracted and hazy...

At this time, the masseur spread my wife's legs further apart, explaining that he would massage the other leg first. Then he gently bent one leg of my wife, who was lying on her stomach, toward her upper body and placed it on the bed. At this time, my wife's legs were now in a state of lying down with one leg straight and the other leg spread outward and slightly bent.

At this time, the staff focused one of the lights in the booth on my wife's vagina. Everyone could see clearly that the small underwear area of ​​my wife's vagina was a little wet...

The men around were taking deep breaths and exhaling when seeing this scene. The masseur was massaging my wife's smooth thighs and calves, and sometimes gently touching back and forth, and then switched to massaging. Every time he got close to the inner thigh and genitals, my wife's gasps seemed to get slightly louder. After doing this two or three times, the masseur suddenly explained that they should use their skin care lotion to massage the legs.

My wife actually lay down and nodded slightly in agreement, so the masseur took the lotion brought by the staff, gently sprinkled it on my wife's legs, and rubbed it back and forth, while saying to my wife, "Miss, your legs are so beautiful, this lotion can keep your skin more beautiful", etc., to coax her.

What I couldn't believe was that my wife's expression looked dazed and she seemed quite comfortable. At this time, the masseur continued to apply it on her buttocks, saying that he was afraid it would get on her skirt... so... because there was a bit of distance, I didn't know what the masseur said in my wife's ear. I just saw my wife nodded with a distracted look in her eyes and her face flushed.

At this moment, although I was filled with an inexplicable excitement that I had never experienced before, I also felt a sense of uneasiness in my heart... However, it was still mixed with excitement and anticipation.

(3) Loss of control

Then I saw the masseur gently massaging my wife's inner thighs with lotion, while asking the staff to come over and whispered. Then the masseur stopped, and the staff came forward and slowly pulled my wife's skirt down and took off her skirt...

Then they pushed my wife's top up a little, and then applied lotion to her waist, and slowly applied it upwards. The staff on the left and right pushed my wife's tights higher and higher, and finally pushed it to her armpits. The staff gently pulled my wife's hands forward, then pulled the top to her hands and took off the top.

My wife suddenly wanted to get up and hold the clothes, but the staff smiled and said that the clothes would be folded and put away for her, so she didn't have to worry. Then the masseur gently pressed on my wife's back, and she lay down again...

At this time, my mind was really getting more and more empty. I was worried, but also excited, watching my wife lying on her stomach in a place where so many strange men were gathered, wearing only a bra and panties, and letting the masseur continue to apply lotion to her, along her back, then sliding down to her waist, and applying it on the part of her buttocks outside her panties, and then slowly sliding down to her legs...

Then he asked his apprentices to help. Two staff members came over and massaged my wife's upper body with lotion. The masseur massaged her legs and inner sides with lotion. Seeing the pale white lotion on my wife's fair skin, through the light, I felt as if the man's semen was all over my wife's body.

The masseur reminded the two staff members several times, "Be careful!" It will get on the lady's bra, be careful, it will get on...

Later, he lowered his head and said something to my wife who was lying on her stomach. My wife's face turned red and relaxed, and she continued to pant and nodded. Then the two staff members reached out to unhook my wife's bra from behind...

At this moment, my head buzzed, and I thought it was time to stop. I wanted to shout and go in to identify my wife. This would be the fastest and most direct way to bring her out, but... Oh my God...

Surprisingly... the staff smiled and said that they didn't know how to unfasten the bra clasp and were afraid of damaging it, so come... unfasten it yourself...

After saying that, they pulled my wife's hands, one on the left and one on the right, and moved them to the bra clasp behind her back. Then...my wife, under their guidance, unhooked her bra by herself.

The masseur who was massaging my legs also said that my underwear would get wet...

Then he slowly pulled my wife's panties down, and stopped when he pulled them to her thighs, as if to see if my wife was resisting. But my wife was still lying on her stomach with a slack expression and panting softly, so the masseur boldly took my wife's panties off her legs, then picked up the panties and handed them to another staff member...

Just like that...my wife was lying naked in front of this group of sly-looking men. My mind was completely blank at this time, and I couldn't think. This was an unprecedented inexplicable super-stimulating feeling, and heat rushed through my body. I...was stunned...

The masseur and a staff member were stroking the lotion back and forth, one on the upper body, while the other on the lower body, buttocks and legs. Some of the lotion on the back flowed down to the sides of the wife's chest while she was lying on her stomach. Her 35D breasts were bulging outwards due to the pressure from lying on her stomach, and the lotion slid down on the bulging circle.

The masseur had been massaging my wife's bare buttocks with lotion, and began to boldly pinch and grip her buttocks with both palms, slightly spreading them apart.

At this time, the staff who was massaging my wife's upper body found that my wife's waist seemed to be quite sensitive, and the groove at the back of the spinal cord was also quite responsive. So he gently stroked down along my wife's spinal cord groove, then slid his palms down to the waist, and then pushed back up to the side of my wife's breast, and then repeated it.

At this time, the masseur told my wife to continue massaging her legs in the same position with one leg straight and the other bent. Oh my God, my wife was still wearing panties just now, but not now. As a result, with this position, her legs were spread apart, and although she was lying prone, everyone could still clearly see... most of my wife's vagina.

I don't know if it was the lotion or my wife's vaginal fluid, but we all saw clearly that my wife's labia were wet and sticky. When the masseur started to massage the inside of my wife's thighs, he would occasionally slide his hand across my wife's labia.

At this time, there were several men who had been discussing my wife's naked body with each other nearby. After listening to one of their conversations, I suddenly felt that it was time to stop. They said that he had bought the lotion from this stall last time, and that it was an aphrodisiac ointment that would stimulate women so much that they could not bear it, especially when applied on sensitive parts of women like nipples and labia, it would turn a lady into a slut...!

I was very surprised when I heard this. Regardless of whether what the two men said was true or false, I saw my wife start to moan louder and louder. At this time, I felt that I couldn't take it anymore and really had to stop!

So I shouted loudly: Wife...Wife...! !

suspect? My wife still has a dazed expression and is panting. I don’t know where she is looking and she has no reaction? ? ? ?

At this time, another staff member who had been watching quietly on the side suddenly shouted, Haha... Do you like this woman? If you like it, just shout "I love you, wife"...!

As a result, the men around began to shout, "Wife, wife, I love you, wife, come home with me..." ! My beautiful wife...you are so great...! ! You are my...wife...! !

Wow, I was also shouting "wife", but my voice was completely lost in the shouting. The staff member who started the booing looked tall and strong, with a face full of flesh. I'll just call him the tall guy. I don't know what the tall guy was saying to the masseurs with his fingers, it was too noisy to hear clearly. I wanted to squeeze in to the front, but after squeezing twice, the people in front of me were not happy, and several of them turned around and glared at me.

Before I could even think about what to do next, the next scene made me dumbfounded again. I saw the masseur and the staff suddenly helped my wife sit up, and the masseur grabbed my wife's hands on the left and right and pulled them back slightly, pretending to massage her hands.

At this time, my wife sat up naked facing everyone, her hands were grabbed on the left and right, and pulled back for massage. Her plump breasts involuntarily pushed forward. With the vibration of the massage, the two big breasts also swayed. Suddenly, everyone around became quiet. Everyone was stunned by the super seductive scene of my wife. Even me, my brain stopped working again, because... the inexplicable excitement completely filled my head.

My wife was sitting naked on the bed, so this group of sneaky men could see her clearly. The masseur asked a staff member to stand behind my wife, holding her hands and pulling them back, massaging them. The masseur put some lotion on my wife's chest, then put some on his hands, and then hugged her from the side and smeared her lower abdomen.

I don't know why, but when the masseur touched my wife's lower abdomen, her whole body shook slightly, and then she slowly moved her palms upwards to under her breasts. At this time, my wife's panting, coupled with the vibration of the massage hands from behind, made the two big breasts shake even more.

Suddenly, the masseur slid his hands covered with lotion directly onto the two 35D breasts. At this time, I saw my wife suddenly moan even louder.

(4) Indulge

I really wanted to stop it at this time, because everyone's eyes were not right. I shouted loudly again, Wife... Wife... It's me... Stop it, let's go home! ! !

As a result, people around started shouting, Come home with me, wife! Honey, you are so great... Come home with me! ! I love you! Wife! ! Keep going, keep going...! !

Everyone's emotions were getting more and more excited. I wanted to squeeze forward, and everyone followed suit and pushed and shoved forward. At this time, many staff members came out, all of them very strong, blocking the front and shouting, if you keep pushing, they will close the stall and stop the performance! ! !

It was a bit chaotic at this time, with people even shouting prices amid the noise, but the scene on the stage suddenly made everyone quiet down and stare in amazement.

I saw that one of the staff members was still holding my wife's hands behind her back, while the other one was hugging my wife's naked body from the right rear side, then holding and kneading her breasts with both hands and massaging them, while the masseur was massaging her thighs in front of me, slowly sliding to the inside and slowly spreading her thighs apart.

The man holding my wife's hands pulled my wife's naked body back, and then the masseur in front of me massaged the inside of my wife's thighs while instructing two staff members to come over, one on the left and one on the right, and grab my wife's calves and fold them up...

Everyone was stunned. Not only was my wife naked in front of everyone, but her legs were spread and folded, and she was pulled back by the man behind her, which made her vulva lift forward and upward a little, so that everyone could see her entire labia clearly.

It seems that it was the effect of the lotion on my wife's sensitive parts, as well as the medicinal effect of the glass of water just now. At this time, my wife just had a dazed expression and eyes, and did not resist at all.

The masseur then began to massage the inside of my wife's thighs, slowly getting closer and closer to the vulva, and while watching my wife's reaction, the masseur then reached out and boldly massaged my wife's labia outer, and separated the labia outer to see the labia inner. At this time, my wife's body began to tremble, and she panted more and more rapidly.

The two big breasts were being massaged by the man behind... No, at this point it was not called a massage at all, it was called caressing. The man behind kept boldly caressing and rubbing my wife's two breasts, and kept teasing her two nipples. The masseur used the fingers of one hand to constantly caress the inner and outer labia, and the other finger kept teasing and rubbing the clitoris. The men around all cheered in unison.

At this time, I saw my wife's gasps became even faster, and she began to moan, and her lower abdomen began to twitch... This scene was too familiar to me. It was my wife's vaginal area beginning to become sexually aroused, and she was about to reach orgasm.

Looking at the six people on the stage, one on the left, one on the right, one at the back and one in the front, rubbing and caressing my wife's naked body, my inexplicable excitement had reached its peak, but I still reflexively wanted to squeeze forward to rescue my wife. Finally, a very strong staff member came over and pushed me to the ground.

I immediately stood up and wanted to fight with the staff member, no matter how strong he was, but the staff member came over and spoke to me in Taiwanese brother accent, kept apologizing to me, and then took out betel nuts and cigarettes and asked me if I wanted some.

I shouted loudly, that’s my wife on the stage! I want to take her away! Take her away! !

As a result, the people around me started to go crazy again, shouting that they wanted to take her home too! ! She is mine! ! She is my wife! !

The staff member said helplessly, I know this performance is great, but you can't always say that she is his wife, right?

I continued to shout, she is really my wife! ! It really is! ! When I got on stage, my wife recognized it was me immediately! !

As a result, everyone shouted again, I want to go on stage too! ! I want to take her back! ! I want it, I want it! !

I wanted to continue shouting, but the tall and strong staff member put his arm around my shoulders and whispered to me like a good friend:

So, you want to take that woman back? It’s simple… We will do it at the end later…

I immediately interrupted him and retorted, what about that woman? ! That's my wife! !

I also took out the photo in my wallet, which was my wedding photo with my wife. The staff member was stunned and looked at me for a moment, then asked me to wait and he would take care of it. He then went back to the stage and started discussing something with those people, and kept pointing fingers at me.

Strange...are these people staff? Why are there more and more? I found out... these people were not serious people. I started to observe these staff members calmly, and then I realized... two vans had already arrived from the back. The staff members on the stage were not originally at this stall. It seemed like they were brothers or gangsters who came later, right?

I also saw that many stalls in the market were already closing. It turned out that we came out late, and it was already 11:30...

The more I felt something was wrong, I decided to use my last resort and call the police! And he also called his friends to bring people over to rescue and fight! !

Suddenly, the person who had just spoken to me on the stage came down again, and brought another shorter man with him. As soon as he came over, he kept bowing and apologizing, and asked me who I was about to call?

He told me that it was all a misunderstanding and that he didn't know that the woman didn't come alone. However, they said that the woman came on stage on her own initiative, and I didn't say anything or stop her at first, so they also felt they were being fooled.

At this moment, seeing that my wife was almost exhausted by those men, I started to get anxious and said to the man, yes... it was indeed my wife who took the initiative to go up, and I did not stop her. I was wrong, but the current situation will make it impossible for my wife to be taken away and gang-raped. I want to stop all this and take my wife back!

The man sighed and said with a smile, "You must have a habit of showing your wife to everyone or raping her, right?"

I was about to deny it, but he smiled and said, "Don't deny it, let's talk about serious matters first. To be honest, we finally want to take your wife back to play, but you will definitely call the police or not give up. We came out to play and don't want to be wanted or get into unnecessary trouble because of a woman. Let's let your wife go back with you."

At this time I felt relieved, but he continued, but you see, a bunch of men in the audience are going crazy because of your wife. I just told the brothers on the stage, they are very unhappy because it was your wife who took the initiative to sacrifice herself first.

I was about to retort at this point, but I stopped and continued to listen to him, because I felt that what he said seemed to have a mysterious meaning. The man continued to say that it was your wife who voluntarily offered herself on the stage for everyone to play with, and then you did not stop it because you wanted to watch, and we just wanted to have fun, although we couldn't do it to your wife, but... there is a way to have the best of both worlds.

I was anxious to continue, and the man approached me and whispered:

We won't fuck your wife, we will just make her climax a few times on the stage like we are doing now, and we will use our people to block those crazy men below to make sure your wife won't be lifted up by them, but without being exposed, so that those people below the stage can watch it happily and enjoy it.

He took a puff of his cigarette and continued to say to me:

So... later at the end, we will pretend to let everyone bid for your wife to spend the night with you, but in the end we have arranged that you will win the bid, and then you can take your wife away. This way, you can satisfy your fetish of watching your wife exposed, and it will also allow me to give an explanation and let the brothers on the stage play with your wife to satisfy themselves. But don't worry, we won't fuck your wife, and it will also satisfy the audience below the stage. How about it? ! I am their second hall master, they will listen to what I say!

I was stunned for a moment after hearing that. It was really a way to kill two birds with one stone. The man continued, "If you disagree, I will pretend that I didn't see it. You go to the stage and take your wife away. But I don't know if the men on the stage and the men off the stage will let you take her away?"

I don’t want to see that kind of ending. If you do that, I will leave now because I don’t want to see a bad ending. Also, don’t call the police or ask anyone to come to help, otherwise the situation will be extremely out of control. I don’t know what will happen. And those brothers on the stage just took a lot of photos of your wife. Call the police to have those brothers arrested. I’m afraid they will use these photos to retaliate against you later...

Anyway...if you follow my method, you will be able to take your wife back home after playing for a while, how about it? Bro, is that a deal?

This man was no simple character. I was temporarily convinced by him. He agreed to stay by my side and told me to talk to him directly if I had any questions or concerns. In fact, he was right...

I wanted to see my wife in this situation, but I was worried that she wouldn't be able to come back and would be fucked by everyone. The method proposed by this man solved all my worries...

At this time, the man gave the OK hand signal to the people on the stage, and I nodded to show that I was willing to let them continue to play with my wife like this...

The people on the stage nodded and laughed obscenely at each other. It seemed as if they were going to start to play with my wife more intensely. At this moment, I suddenly felt indescribably nervous. Even her husband let those people on the stage continue. I didn’t know to what extent she would be played with…

(5) Group sex

At this time, I noticed that my wife on the stage had her hands tied behind her back without me noticing!

My wife was sitting naked on the edge of the bed, leaning back against another person, with her legs spread open and folded together, still being held on the left and right. The masseur used a massage stick with some ointment on it, and there was a piece of ointment next to the bed. He then turned on the massage stick and rotated it quickly, slowly spreading my wife's labia outer and inner labia, then inserted it inside, and began to quickly penetrate my wife's vagina.

The two big breasts were rubbed hard by two people on the left and right into strange shapes, leaving red finger marks on the white and tender breast skin. My wife was panting rapidly, her lower abdomen twitching rapidly, and her whole body was shaking constantly. Seeing this, I knew... my wife was on the verge of orgasm and she was about to die.

Such a scene made a bunch of mean-looking men in the audience shout wildly with sexual desire. My wife's moans on the stage suddenly became louder. I saw the masseur who had just been using a rotating massager to wildly penetrate my wife. At this time, another person added another granular rotating stick, which was spinning at high speed to directly stimulate my wife's clitoris.

I know my wife's body best. If her clitoris is stimulated again when she is on the verge of orgasm, she will not be able to bear it. Oh my God, I promised to let them just play with my wife and not have sex with her, but I didn't expect that just playing would reach this point.

However, there was an inexplicable sense of excitement that filled my mind and body, and my original worries subsided. It seemed that the words that man said to me really had a brainwashing and soothing effect. Now I was actually looking at the scene of my wife being toyed with by those men with an empty mind...

Sure enough, my wife's lower abdomen began to twitch violently, and her muscles turned into lumps. Her entire naked body was trembling, and she suddenly straightened up as if she wanted to sit up, but was grabbed by the people behind her. Her two feet were held apart, and it was obvious that the parts that were being grabbed were red. It was obvious that my wife wanted to clamp her legs together at this time.

Under the effects of the medicine she drank and the aphrodisiac ointment, coupled with the collective toyed by this group of people, my wife's eyes were completely distracted, and her little mouth was open, moaning and drooling. My God... my wife seemed to be about to collapse...

Finally, my wife let out a loud cry and her whole body softened. They stopped moving and pulled out the rotary massager. Everyone could clearly see that as soon as the massager was pulled out of the vagina, liquid also flowed out. The entire outside of the labia was wet. I couldn't tell whether it was ointment, lotion or vaginal fluid.

I know that my wife has already had a complete climax at this time. Every time at this time, she would collapse all over and lean in my arms in a daze to rest. But now, the people next to her are not me but those jackals, tigers and leopards. Will those people let my wife rest...?

Sure enough, this time another man came between my wife's open legs, holding a small translucent film box filled with a dark paste-like liquid. He dipped a lot of it with his index and middle fingers, and then slowly inserted the two fingers into my wife's vagina.

At this time, I worriedly asked the man next to me, what kind of ointment is that?

The man told me not to worry, saying that it was an aphrodisiac cream that directly stimulated the G-spot in the female vagina, and that he would give me two bottles to take back later. He also smiled mysteriously and said that it would make women obedient to you. The medicinal materials were very expensive, but he gave it to me as a gift...

I always feel worried about the ointment...but what I am more worried about is how long it will take?

I asked the man impatiently again, and he comforted me by saying that he would keep an eye on it. If my wife really couldn't take it anymore, he would stop her and then started the show of offering the final price to take my wife home for the night. I began to feel something, as this man always greeted everyone with a smile, which made me feel more and more uneasy.

At this moment, my wife suddenly straightened her naked body on the stage and began to moan slightly. Then I saw a man inserting two fingers dipped in ointment into her vagina, probably looking for my wife's G-spot. The man's two fingers kept searching in her vagina, but they didn't insert very deep.

It was getting late at this time. All the market stalls outside the riverbank had been closed, and only our stall was still crowded. My wife's moans suddenly became louder, and sounded even more helpless in the empty suburban riverbank.

It seems that the man has found my wife's G-spot, and he keeps fingering her vagina with two fingers. The people who are playing with my wife's upper body breasts have also changed. Two men are here, one on the left and one on the right, rubbing my wife's breasts hard. Sometimes they change to sucking my wife's nipples directly with their mouths. At this time, my wife's body begins to tremble again.

I know that my wife is about to have another orgasm, because I know her body very well. If I suck her nipples while her g-spot is being played with in her vagina, my wife simply cannot bear it. She has fainted several times before because of something I accidentally did.

So, I watched my wife being treated like that with worry, and the inexplicable excitement I had felt gradually faded, replaced by worry and nervousness...

I saw my wife being played with by several men on the edge of the bed. Her two big breasts were being sucked by the men on the left and right, while her vagina was being played with by another man on her G-spot. My wife's whole body was shaking more and more violently, her panting was getting louder and louder, and the cramps in her lower abdomen were getting more and more intense. I knew that my wife's vagina could not bear it any longer.

Everyone around was shouting rhythmically in a low voice, Oh! oh! oh! oh! oh!

At this moment, I discovered that my wife's entire hips began to twist rhythmically. She was not awake, because her expression and eyes were completely distracted.

At this time, another man on the stage suddenly took off his pants, took out his already hard dick and leaned towards my wife. I suddenly shouted to the man next to me, Hey! !

The man seemed to be surprised by my sudden calling him like that and glared at me with an unhappy expression. I looked at the stage again and saw that the man stuffed his hard dick directly into my wife's little mouth.

The man next to me smiled again and said to me, just call me the second in command, people usually call me "Hey"! That guy must have had his jaw dislocated immediately...but as a good brother, don't do that next time.

I don’t care how big of a boss he is. I’ll just go straight to the point of accusing him and ask, didn’t you agree not to take out the second one?

The man smiled and said, I told you, I promise not to fuck your wife, they just gave her oral sex. I helplessly continued to watch, feeling worried and nervous mixed with an inexplicable excitement.

At this time, I saw my wife on the edge of the bed. Her hips were originally twisting to the rhythm, but now her whole body was twisting irregularly, and her mouth was filled with the man's penis, so she couldn't make a sound. Her breasts were rubbed and sucked, and there were many red claw marks on her white breasts, and there were clear bite marks around one of her nipples. The man who had been stimulating my wife's vaginal G-spot with his fingers, I saw him use three fingers to quickly pump the G-spot inside my wife's vagina.

My wife suddenly took her mouth away from the man's dick and started gasping, moaning and groaning loudly. Her whole body was shaking violently and her lower abdomen was cramping violently. The men in the audience were shouting excitedly...Oh! oh! oh! oh! oh! oh!

I estimated that my wife was about to collapse from the orgasm, but as time went by, my wife was still being toyed with by those people while having the orgasm. Why did it take so long for my wife to collapse from the orgasm this time? ?

I saw my wife on the stage getting close to the climax and it still didn't end... I thought of the dark ointment and got worried. Suddenly I saw my wife started to have urinary incontinence and her urine spilled out. Everyone cheered when they saw it. The man who was playing with my wife's vagina was stirring her vagina violently with his fingers.

At this time, I began to regret agreeing to them. It seemed that even if they didn't fuck my wife, just playing with her like this would be even more miserable than having sex directly. Looking at my wife's naked body on the stage, helplessly allowing herself to be sexually abused, my wife's moans as if on the verge of collapse sounded even more helpless in this deserted open space outside the river embankment late at night. The unprecedented excitement in my heart was mixed with more worries and regrets. I thought helplessly, it should be over soon, right?

(6) Extremely cruel

Among the men on the stage, two or three of them were playing with me while looking at the men below with hideous lewd smiles, as if they were showing off their masterpieces.

Two of the men even raised their hands and waved them up and down, signaling the audience to cheer with them, and the men in the audience shouted excitedly.

My wife still didn't collapse, her whole body continued to tremble violently, and her lower abdomen continued to twitch violently. I have never seen my wife last so long when she was so close to collapse and climaxed...

At this time, another man took the high-speed rotating massager and directly stimulated my wife's clitoris, and another man also took a thin and long rotating massager and inserted it into my wife's vagina.

My God, I saw these three men playing with and stimulating my wife’s vagina at the same time!

One of them used two fingers to quickly insert and stimulate the G-spot in the vagina, one used a thin and long massager to stir and insert the vagina wildly, and one used a high-speed rotating massager to stimulate the clitoris.

My wife's vagina was being stirred and penetrated by the relatively thin and long massager and another person's fingers at the same time, and her clitoris was also stimulated. At this time, my wife suddenly started to scream loudly and her whole body straightened up.

The whole naked body was shaking and twisting violently. The man behind her grabbed her two big breasts and pulled her back against them to prevent her from escaping their play because of her violent twisting.

At this time, liquid was constantly splashing out of my wife's vagina, and I couldn't tell whether it was urine or vaginal fluid.

At this time, my wife's entire naked body was twisting irregularly and shaking violently!

It looked like my wife was about to collapse. She wanted to break free from those men's teasing, but she was unable to do so because the man behind her was hugging her tightly, grabbing her breasts hard, and her legs were also held apart, so she couldn't break free at all.

I turned around and told the second in command that my wife was dying! Stop it!

The man said, if you just agree not to do it, then anything else will be fine?

But I have been insisting to stop!

He smiled bitterly and helplessly and said, "Okay, okay, I'll go up and talk to them right away."

So I saw the second in command walk onto the stage and whisper with those people. I didn't know what they were discussing, but the men who had been playing with my wife were still continuing to do so crazily.

At this time, my wife's head suddenly tilted back, and she screamed loudly, and her whole naked body trembled and twisted violently as if she had cramps.

My wife's two big breasts were rubbed and gripped very hard by the man behind her, into shapes I had never seen before, and her two labia were filled with fingers and vibrators at the same time, and water splashed out from time to time.

The second in command was still discussing with a few men on the stage, pointing and talking as if giving orders, but his wife was still being sexually abused like crazy by them.

I should be quite familiar with my wife's reaction. She should be about to reach orgasm and then collapse. But why does she keep reacting like this for so long? I have never seen my wife in such a situation.

At this time, I pointed directly and rudely at the second in command on the stage, signaling him to stop them!

I saw the second in command nodding his head vigorously to indicate OK to me, and pointing at me with the man standing next to him.

When the man saw me pointing at the second in command so rudely, he suddenly pointed at me as well, and rushed towards me with a fierce look on his face, ready to walk off the stage. I also saw the second in command quickly blocking the man and pulling him back onto the stage.

At this time, I saw that man had an unhappy face, and he raised his hand to gesture to the men who were madly abusing my wife. I didn't know what he said. Then he grabbed the microphone and shouted to the audience... Let's fuck this woman to death! OK? ?

The entire audience was so excited that they all shouted together, "Great!" good! good!

Before I could continue shouting at the second in command on the stage, asking him to stop it immediately, I saw that the actions of the men on the stage who were abusing my wife immediately turned into very, very violent and crazy abusing of my wife.

I saw that the man who was using the high-speed rotating massager was thrusting very, very quickly and forcefully, frantically penetrating my wife's vagina.

The man who used his fingers also started to thrust in and out of his wife's vagina very, very quickly, stimulating the G-spot inside the vagina crazily.

The man who was stimulating the clitoris with a high-speed rotating massager also started to rub his wife's clitoris back and forth very quickly.

At this time, my wife's whole naked body suddenly twisted left and right violently, with her head still tilted up. She was gasping loudly and violently, with a thick line of saliva hanging from the corner of her mouth, and her lower abdomen was twitching even faster and more violently than before. Even I had never seen such violence.

The man behind her hugged my wife's upper body and breasts tightly from behind, not letting her escape their play because of her violent twisting. Her breasts were grabbed so hard that they were deeply sunken.

Oh my God... these men just want to have fun and don’t care whether anything will happen to my wife or not. I kept shouting at the second in command on the stage to stop it!

But when I saw that the second in command couldn't see me, I kept calling him, because I saw him pointing at the backstage and ordering the unhappy man to go to the back. The men in the audience saw my wife being extremely sexually abused on the stage, and their emotions boiled to a climax.

At this time, I saw the second in command, who was pushing the man to the backstage again. The man was glaring at me fiercely, and was being pushed to the backstage unwillingly.

And those men on the stage continued to abuse my wife's naked body crazily. My wife's reaction now on the verge of collapse and orgasm was completely different from before. I have never seen it before. I have never seen my wife last so long. I immediately thought of those aphrodisiacs and ointments, those are simply devil's drugs...!

I can’t stand it anymore! Decided to rush up and stop it! But I decided to call the police first, and ask my friends to call for help, because I knew it would be difficult to snatch my wife away from the people on the stage, but at least there was hope that I could hold on until the police arrived.

My phone number for calling the police got through!

My first sentence was that my wife was being held hostage by a group of gangsters. My second sentence was that we were on a riverbank near a bridge in some other county and there was a market there. The police was about to repeat it when suddenly four or five men in the audience bumped into us. We fell down into a group. The four or five men kept laughing and apologizing one after another, saying that the performance on the stage was too mobile.

I stood up immediately because my phone was gone after being hit!

I was in no mood to listen to those four or five men apologizing and laughing. I kept looking for my phone on the ground. Those four or five men soon squeezed into the crowd next to me. My head was buzzing... How could such a coincidence happen? ? I was only halfway through calling the police!

I'm not in the direction everyone is pushing towards... Could it be that those people just now... ?

There was no time to think about it at this point. I looked at the stage again and found that my wife's head had tilted back and had become limp. She was facing sideways towards the audience, her eyes were half open and half closed, revealing half of her eyeballs, and she was looking so distracted that she didn't know where she was looking.

I am quite familiar with this kind of reaction. My wife must have fainted?

But her eyes were still half open and half closed, and her head was limp. I couldn't tell whether my wife had fainted or was still on the verge of collapse. I had never seen it...

The whole body is still trembling and shaking violently, and the lower abdomen is still twitching violently and rapidly. My God... my wife's body and vagina are still on the brink of orgasm? ? ! !

I have no idea! I had never seen all these reactions my wife's body was having. I wanted to go around and rush to the stage, but as soon as I moved, the audience pushed me excitedly. Some of them followed me and pushed to the side, then blocked the men in the stage, and two or three more came over.

A feeling suddenly flashed through my mind. Why, from the past to now, whenever I went in a certain direction, there were always some men around me who would follow me and push me, and then be blocked by the men who were blocking me?

I didn't have time to think about it because I continued to push my way out of the crowd, trying to find an opportunity to rush to the stage. I predicted that the police would arrive soon.

At this time, the second in command ran back from the backstage to our pushing and jogging crowd, and shouted with a wry smile, "Everyone be quiet, stop pushing, and just enjoy the show slowly!"

I was thinking again, why didn’t he stop those people on the stage from abusing my wife so much? Are you stalling for time?

I kept shouting at him, asking him to go to the stage and stop them first, but the crowd was pushing and shoving, and the scene was a bit chaotic. The second in command didn't look at me, and kept talking to the men who were blocking us, as if he was trying to calm down and control the situation. As a result, the most crazy and violent sexual abuse of my wife continued on the stage.

The second in command saw me at this time and nodded to me immediately. Then I saw him slowly walking to the stage and discussing something with the men who were still abusing my wife. They were all nodding with slightly lewd smiles. As a result, at this time, those men really stopped the most intense abuse and left the edge of the bed, letting my wife lie on the bed to rest first.

But my wife's body was still twitching and shaking violently, and her lower abdomen was still twitching violently and rapidly. Her head was limply tilted towards us in the audience, her eyes were still half-open and half-closed, and her vision was unfocused.

Looking at the hideous and lewd faces of the men on and off the stage, and my naked wife twitching on the bed, in this empty suburban riverbank late at night, it felt like I was in hell...

(7) Lustful plot

It finally stopped, and I breathed a sigh of relief, but my wife was still twitching violently, and I was really worried...

But I was still looking forward to the police's arrival, but... I was only halfway through my speech, and I didn't know if the police had heard my location correctly. What's worse is that my phone was missing...

At this time, the violent twitching of my wife's body eased a little, but the men in the audience began to shout again, "Don't stop!" ! Keep going! ! Make that woman feel so good that she dies! !

The men in the audience were very excited. It seemed that they were not satisfied with why they stopped. These men did not care whether my wife would be played to death or not. They only cared about seeing her having fun. The whole scene seemed like the men on the stage were losing control again.

I thought to myself, could it be...is this going to start another wave?

I stretched out my index finger and shook it at the second in command on the stage, signaling him not to continue! It’s time to stop!

The second in command also nodded vigorously to indicate that he knew.

The second in command was on the stage, he picked up the microphone and said:

Don’t get excited, everyone. Let’s take this woman to the back to rest for a while. There will be more exciting shows later, okay?

The men in the audience all said loudly, "Okay, okay, okay!" ! It will be more exciting later...

Just this one sentence calmed down all the crazy men in the audience temporarily. The second in command on the stage shrugged at me, as if to say don’t worry, he has solved it!

Suddenly I had a feeling that the second in command seemed to be helping me. Was he really so kind? impossible……!

At this time, I was thinking that if the call to the police was successful, the police would arrive and I should be able to rescue my wife. Thinking of this, I felt much more relaxed and began to pay attention to the surrounding environment so that I could take advantage of it if the situation got out of control.

. At this time, the man who had just rushed towards me fiercely came out from the backstage. I noticed that he was very tall and strong. He glanced at me, with an evil smile on his face, then bent down and picked up my wife, whose whole body was still twitching slightly.

Seeing him pick up his naked wife and walk to the back, I felt uncomfortable and wanted to rush onto the stage, but I held myself back because I was waiting for the police to show up and I couldn't let him ruin my wait.

I saw the second in command driving a black car and reversing it in the backstage. Then I saw the man holding my wife. With the help of another man, he put my naked wife into the empty back seat and made her lie down. The second in command told them all to leave.

Then the second in command left the driver's seat and walked towards me again. He smiled at me and said, don't worry, let your wife have a good rest and sleep alone, I am on your side...haha!

I nodded again, pretending to thank him, and continued:

If you really want to help me, you should let me take my wife home immediately!

Of course I didn't trust this second in command in my heart. He couldn't be so kind, so I pretended, waited for the opportunity, and acted according to the situation. I had to find a chance to at least rescue my wife safely. I didn't care about my fate, even if I lost my life, but at least I had to make sure I could rescue my wife safely!

The second in command suddenly leaned forward and whispered:

Brother, I have been by your side almost from the beginning to the end, and helped you with many things, but I haven’t even touched your wife!

Hearing this, I thought to myself, see, as expected... the fox's tail is exposed, and I immediately said coldly, what do you want... ? Playing my wife to death... ?

Oops, what a misunderstanding, the second in command smiled and continued to say to me:

Because it's like this, I suddenly had something on hand, and I had to deal with it urgently and leave for some time, but I haven't touched your wife yet... Anyway, your wife also needs to rest, so...

He continued to speak to me cautiously:

I will drive the black car over there and park it far away and then leave, leaving your wife alone in the car to rest safely for 3...4 hours. I will strictly order them to stay with you on this side and no one is allowed to get close to the car, okay?

I help you do so many things, let me come back later to touch your wife’s wonderful body! Then I'll let you take your wife home, that's it!

For a moment, I couldn't figure out what bad idea this second in command was planning, so I answered directly, "Yeah!" I'll wait for you to come back, but when you come back, you can only touch and play with it by yourself. You can't do it with a group of people together. And you can't do it, and you can't almost get my wife in trouble like you did just now!

Let’s end what we’re doing tonight and let me take my wife home!

I was thinking to myself, is this the chance? Of course, I agreed to it right away and asked for more tentative requests to see how he would respond. The longer I waited, the better chance I had of waiting for the police to arrive. If my phone wasn't missing, I would have been able to call for help later.

The second in command actually said politely, "Of course, of course, I told you not to worry too much, haha..."

So I watched him walk back to the driver's seat. I really couldn't figure out what was wrong. This man agreed so readily, it was obvious that he must have some plan in mind...

I saw the second in command driving a black car towards the backstage, but soon it seemed that he could not move forward. He leaned out of the window and shouted to the back, "How did you drive here just now?" ?

A few men pointed loudly and said that they couldn't drive straight through because there was a soft mud area in the middle and they would get stuck in it. They had to go around the small mound on the left side of the backstage and only then would the road be hard all the way.

I looked at him coldly, wondering if he would just drive away and take my wife away?

But if they wanted to do this, I think they would have killed me and taken my wife away long ago and would not have delayed until now. So I really can't understand what bad ideas they are up to.

I saw the second in command driving a black car and going around to behind a small mound not far from the backstage. The small mound was only about one story high, and I couldn't see what was behind it from here. Then I saw the black car going around from the other side of the small mound and slowly driving to a stop not far from the backstage.

So the second in command got out of the car, jogged back, and then instructed that no one was allowed to disturb that woman! Don’t even get close to it! !

Then he came over to me and smiled foolishly and told me not to do anything rash, and that he would definitely let me take my wife back home in the end. He also said that he had helped me so much, and hoped that I would not suddenly run over and snatch my wife away!

We have to wait for him to come back and let him enjoy himself...

I nodded slowly, pretending to agree, thinking that there must be something wrong, because the way he spoke now was completely different from before.

Could it be that he was really in a hurry to do something? Anyway, I thought that the longer we waited, the greater the chance that the police would arrive.

At this time, I saw the second in command running towards the left rear of the backstage at a relatively fast speed while talking on the phone... I seemed to suddenly think of something.

But two men patted me on my right, interrupting my thoughts. I turned around and saw that they were both good at fighting. However, they saluted me politely at the same time and said that the second in command was not around and I could ask them for help if I had any questions. I thought to myself, humph, too much courtesy must be a lie.

Isn't this basically just finding two thugs to monitor and control me?

I looked at the black car where my wife was resting not far away in the background, and thought to myself, would these jackals and tigers really let my wife rest like this?

There must be more obscene plans waiting later.

Thinking of this, I turned my head to look to the left and saw the second in command standing at the back left rear of the stage. At this time, the two men on the right patted me on the shoulder and called me. I turned around and they asked me if I wanted to smoke.

I impatiently said that I did, and turned my head to the left again. I turned to the left reflexively because I didn't want to look at the two men.

But they called me again, and one man even went around to my left to block my view. Suddenly I felt that these two men seemed to have prevented me from looking in this direction two or three times...

At this time, I glared at the man on the left and said coldly, what? Are you planning to kill me?

Both of them took a step back, shook their heads and denied it. I took the opportunity to look at the situation on my left, looking around, because I felt like they seemed to be intentionally preventing me from looking in this direction.

However, I didn't see anything special. I did see the second in command got into a SUV at the rear left backstage and drove quickly farther and farther towards the riverbank, then climbed up the riverbank and went down to the other side. At this time, the man on the left came over again, blocking my view, and asked me if I wanted to eat betel nuts.

I ignored him, found a chair to sit down, took out a cigarette, and the two men next to me immediately lit it for me. While smoking, I quietly looked at the black car not far away in the backstage, trying to calm down and think about things carefully.

At this time, the cell phones of some men on and off the stage on the left started ringing one after another, and they quickly left to start the cars and motorcycles parked around them. Oh? All of a sudden there are four men in a car and two men on each of two motorcycles. Are they all going to leave?

I thought to myself, it would be better if everyone left, but there were still nearly 30 men on and off the stage. I saw the car and two motorcycles that were leaving were also moving faster and farther away on the river bank to the left and rear...

As I coldly observed the men on and off the stage, I discovered...

The remaining men on and off the stage seemed to be waiting for something, and were all doing boring little things to kill time.

Looking at the people on and off the stage, I discovered another thing...

There were not as many audience members as there were in the previous nights. Perhaps there were indeed audience members among the men in the audience before, but now, it was obvious at a glance that the remaining men who were originally audience members knew the people on the stage.

I told you, it wasn't a coincidence before. Whenever I tried to get on stage from any side, a group of audience members would crowd around me. I even tried to call the police with my cell phone, but I ended up knocking a few people down and my cell phone was lost!

There were many of their people scattered throughout the stage, watching me. Then I thought, they are no longer pretending to be an audience, does that mean they have achieved the task requirements? Has it even achieved its goal? They must have achieved some purpose, so what are they waiting for?

At this time, I heard the sound of a police car sirens in the distance on the other side of the river bank. Great! ! No matter what conspiracy you have, the police are here! ! yes! ! yes! !

A feeling of excitement came over me, as if I had won the first prize in the lottery.

suspect? Doubt? The sound of the police car sirens in the distance seemed to have stopped, and soon disappeared further away...? ? ? What's going on? ? Aren’t those the policemen I just called?

Half an hour had passed and some of their cell phones started ringing. The men whose phones rang immediately showed excitement and lewd expressions on their faces. Some of the men even glanced at me secretly, feeling weird. They all quickly started their cars and motorcycles, and another car and two motorcycles left.

What? Are they off work?

Ready to go find a woman to have some fun with? Never mind. I continued to stare at the black car of my wife, thinking about waiting for an opportunity to deal with the two men next to her, snatch my wife away and run away. I could give up my life, but I must make sure that my wife was rescued.

At this time, the man next to me played his phone to me, saying that the second in command wanted to talk to me. I took it and heard the second in command's voice helplessly saying that he had just received a message and I had called the police...

I snorted, didn't reply, and secretly paid attention to the two men next to me. It seemed that this phone call might be a sign that the second in command was going to get angry with me, because he actually knew that I had called the police?

I think I'm going to have a fierce fight. It seems I'll have to do it alone in the end. All right, go ahead!

I'm ready to fight even if it means losing my life!

The second in command continued, please stop messing around! The police matter has been resolved, everything is fine!

His concise and powerful words made me feel that he didn't intend to have a falling out.

I asked the second in command on the phone, how did you know I called the police?

He said that he had already arranged people on the other side of the riverbank, and both roads leading to the riverbank were arranged. The police were just blocked by his people, and now that person claimed that he was the one who reported the case. Now the police should have gone to find his girlfriend. It was a close call! !

He whispered to me that he didn’t tell the other brothers about this, otherwise my wife would have been taken away by the brothers and taken hostage, and she would never have come back…

And then he said with a wry smile, please stop messing around, otherwise it will be difficult for him to keep helping me!

I replied coldly, I just want to take my wife back home quickly, please come back as soon as you finish and get it over with!

He replied, okay, okay, don’t be anxious or worry… and then hung up.

I was surprised, it turned out that... it seemed that the entire riverbank was under the control of their people. No matter if I fought alone or even called the police or asked for help, they had arrangements to deal with these situations.

But then I thought, they didn't just kill me and take my wife away by force, and they have been trying to comfort me until now. This is something I have always found strange...

Next time, I walked around the stage, and now there was no one to stop me from going on stage.

Sigh... I just wanted to go on stage to rescue my wife, but I couldn't. I looked at the messy sheets on the bed and the liquid that my wife had just leaked out everywhere. I felt infinite regret and heartache in my heart... It was all because of my weird habit that hurt my wife so much.

(8) Rotary dry

The cell phones of the two men following me also started ringing. They happily got into the car and left. Then two other men followed me, again tall and strong, and looked like they were good at fighting. I didn't care too much who they replaced, because they were all there to monitor and control me.

I walked to the backstage again, but couldn't go any further, so the two men next to me came to restrict me. They politely said that the second in command had a rule that no one could get too close to the black car where my wife was resting.

At the same time, I was flipping through the descriptions of the plasters sold at the stall, especially the aphrodisiacs and ointments. I felt disgusted after just one look and didn't want to look at them anymore. I was walking around the stage with a purpose, always looking for an opportunity to secretly take a few things.

In this way, I kept an eye on the black car where my wife was resting, sometimes I walked slowly on and off the stage, and sometimes I sat down to rest. After several trips, I had secretly taken and hidden two items on me, a folding knife and a switchblade. Looking at the time, two and a half hours had passed.

These people kept driving and riding their bikes away, about 6 at a time, and about 4 would come back one after another...

suspect? They just did that, and almost everyone left with an excited and lewd smile. Didn’t they go home or out to play? Why are you all back? And I found that those who came back would sometimes glance at me and have a strange smile on their faces. Could it be that... they were waiting for the second in command to come back so that they could continue to abuse my wife together?

The cells of several men rang again, and then they left with the same excitement and lewd smiles. Several more came back, and several more showed strange smiles when they made eye contact with me.

Seeing that more than 4 hours had passed, I didn't want to look at the faces of these men. I turned around and looked at the black car in the distance, thinking that my wife should still be sleeping soundly and resting. She was really too tired tonight...

There were two times when I asked the two men to help me call the second in command and tentatively ask him how long it would take for him to come back. Every time, the second in command said it was not that soon. I tried to test the time when he would come back because I had already made a plan and I wanted to take action!

I planned to use the two knives on me to suddenly attack and kill the two men next to me, and then rush towards the black car at full speed to snatch my wife away!

But the plan is to keep some distance from the group of men on the left so that they don't catch up with me too quickly.

During these four hours, I was walking around the stage and the audience with a purpose to test their police heart. It seems that the group of men on the left have become accustomed to me walking around like this. Very good! I will use this stroll to distance the two men next to me from that group of men!

I continued pretending to walk slowly on and off the stage, and the two men beside me continued to follow me. I tried to distance myself from this group of men more and more.

While walking strategically, I sometimes stared at the black car where my wife was resting. I kept imagining the scene of successfully rushing to the side of the black car, and tried to think in the opposite direction, thinking about how they would guard against me if they were in my situation.

Thinking of this, I started thinking in the opposite direction... If I were the second in command, would I be so confident in leaving my wife in this black car over here? Maybe the black car is just a scam... a scam... then... no way! ?

I looked at the black car not far behind the scenes and thought...what if my wife is not in it?

Where would that be? Maybe I was bored, so I continued to think in reverse... At this time, some idiom stories kept popping up in my mind... Stealing the sky and replacing the sun, stealing the beams and replacing the pillars, and replacing the prince with a cat...

I also noticed that several of those people's phones rang, and then they left with the same excited and lewd smiles. Some of them came back, and when some of them made eye contact with me, they showed strange smiles...

Suddenly I recalled something, my head started buzzing, and an uneasy feeling rushed to my heart. I immediately looked at my watch. It was almost 5 o'clock in the morning, and the second in command had been gone for almost 5 hours...!

I looked at the black car where my wife was resting and thought, I had hardly taken my eyes off it for too long during this period of time. If I had to say that there was a time when I couldn't see the black car, it should be...ah! ! Little mound! ! !

At this time, I tried hard to connect the strange things that happened just now. The two men didn't let me look to the left... the small mound behind the backstage... the second in command got on a SUV. No... No... the arrangement and combination is wrong... There must be a coherence...

I kept connecting and reorganizing the fragments in my mind... the small mound... it didn't let me look to the left... the SUV left... some of the men left... some came back... their eyes and smiles were weird... ah! My head suddenly buzzed! ! OMG! ! !

They moved my wife to an SUV behind the small mound, and then the black car drove out and stopped not far from the backstage. The two men didn't let me look to the left because the SUV was going to drive out from behind the small mound. Some of these men left and some came back with weird looks in their eyes and smiles because they were going to take turns fucking my wife.

I turned around and saw a few men coming back, and some drove away again, quickly disappearing over the river bank. I looked at the direction they left in horror, and I felt... my wife was in that direction, not in the backstage.

I looked back at the black car not far from the backstage. A bunch of emotions such as uneasiness, anxiety, panic, etc. all rushed into my heart. I looked at my watch and it was more than 5 hours since I left... Oh no! ...Damn it!

At this time, my breathing became so rapid that I had difficulty breathing. I found a chair to sit down. It was not because of my physical illness that caused the difficulty breathing, but because of unprecedented complex thoughts that all crashed into my heart. I was terrified, confused, regretful, self-blaming, heartbroken and angry...

These two men had been following me the whole time. They must have noticed the change in my expression that couldn't be concealed. One of the men suddenly dialed his cell phone, then handed it to me and said that the second in command was looking for me. I took a deep breath and immediately regained my frightened thoughts.

Because I thought, when this man saw my expression change like this, he would immediately call the second in command...

The timing was not simple. If I lost my cool, if I exposed their tricks directly on the phone, or turned hostile towards them, I knew my wife would never come back, because... my wife was not here at all, she was with them! ! !

I took the phone, and the second in command only said, "How is it?" Is everything okay?

Hearing this, I knew that the second in command and the others were testing my reaction.

I thought to myself, at least let my wife come back first, so I sighed and said, come back! I want to take my wife home quickly!

The second in command then replied with a smile, OK! I'll go back now, but the journey is quite far, I'll be there in about an hour!

I found another chair and sat down weakly, smoking a cigarette. I no longer wanted to continue looking at the black car not far away in the background. I had been worried that they would find a chance to rush towards the car, but these worries were completely unnecessary.

I know that my wife has been taken to somewhere by them and has been fucked for more than 5 hours. My wife was naked and under the effect of aphrodisiacs and ointments, she simply let them play with her as they pleased for more than 5 hours. They even took turns fucking her. She was fucked by these men for more than 5 hours... No! It's 6 hours...

Now I was just hoping to see my wife as soon as possible, and at the same time I was thinking about how I should talk to these people later so that they would let me go. As I was thinking, almost an hour had passed, the sky was getting brighter, and it was almost 6 o'clock in the morning.

Two or three cars and several motorcycles slowly drove towards the riverbank. I noticed that the SUV van was still swaying slightly from side to side as it drove. It seemed that they were still fucking my wife in the car.

Cars stopped one after another near the stage and people got out of the cars. Suddenly, the number of people on and off the stage returned to 40. The second in command also got out of the car and walked towards me with a smile, while a man next to him blocked my view on the left. I just wanted to see my wife first, so I didn't expose them. I turned my head away from the left, because I knew that the SUV was about to go around the small mound.

The second in command was standing in front of me, smiling at me without saying anything. I stood up and didn't want to say much. I just said one sentence tiredly, "Bring my wife out, and then let's end it!"

The second in command nodded without saying a word, and slowly walked towards the black car in the distance backstage. He saw the black car in the distance backstage and went around behind a small mound. After a while, the black car came out and drove towards the backstage. At this time, many men around me leaned towards me and stood around me.

I saw another tall, strong, dark man go up to the black car parked backstage, pick up my naked wife from the back seat, walk back to the stage, and lay her down on the bed on the stage. I saw that my wife's hands were still tied behind her back.

My wife's whole body was still trembling rapidly, and she was gasping for breath. The man deliberately let my wife's head tilt towards the stage, and her head was limp and sideways.

My wife's eyes were half open and half closed, her gaze was completely unfocused and dull, and I didn't know where she was looking. There were one or two lines of fluid hanging from the corners of her mouth, I didn't know if it was saliva or some other liquid.

Her lower abdomen was shaking and twitching rapidly. I was familiar with this scene, which meant that my wife's vagina had just ended continuous overstimulation.

My wife's two big breasts were covered with many dark and light scratches and red fingerprints. There were even a few bite marks around her nipples, and there were also some scratches and red fingerprints all over her body.

At this time, the second in command saw that I hadn't said anything, so he came over to my side and looked at me without saying anything. I knew he was watching how I would react.

Oh my god...how can I describe it...it's so confusing! ! I can only describe my wife's entire vagina as extremely messy.

My wife's two outer and inner labia were turned outward and open. It was not like this originally. I knew it was because she had just finished a series of crazy fucks. The entire outer and inner labia were covered with white sticky liquid, even the surrounding pubic hair and the inner thighs were covered with it.

From time to time, white sticky liquid flowed out from between the outer and inner labia that were turned outward and dripped onto the bed. At this time, my wife's lower abdomen was still trembling rapidly and slightly. With every one or two larger twitches, the inner labia that were turned outward also opened and closed. Every time the labia opened and closed, more liquid would flow out...

I know, these are men's semen...

You don’t need to think about it to know that in the past 6 hours, these men have been taking turns to have sex with my wife, and they didn’t use condoms, and they all ejaculated directly into my wife’s vagina...

The semen that flowed out from between the labia was actually thick yellow-white, which was definitely the semen of a sexually transmitted disease...

I was very angry, but... I still watched silently, because I knew that they deliberately let me see my wife's completely messy vagina. At this time, the second in command was looking at me, and several men around were also looking at me, as if waiting for my reaction. I felt very strange, why didn't they just kill me and take my wife away? This is what I can’t figure out at the moment.

I glanced at the second in command and asked, "Is it over?" Then I'm taking my wife away!

The second in command came very close to me at this time, and said slowly, I want to discuss something with you...

He said, your wife is really great, we want to continue playing with your wife. His first sentence almost made me unable to hold back, and I wanted to just go for it.

But I just continued to look at the second in command coldly to see what they wanted to discuss, because they could just kill me and take my wife away!

The second in command continued, "But you will definitely disagree..."

If I kill you directly, I can take your wife away and have fun, but if two people go missing at once, our criminal records will increase. If I let you go back, I think you will call the police and find someone to retaliate, which will be very troublesome. If I let you follow me all the time, you will definitely forbid me to do this or that, and then we will have no fun at all.

After hearing this, I finally understood what they wanted to ask for. The second in command continued, "So, oh, it's really a headache. Let's discuss it!"

What should we do so that we can take your wife away to continue playing, and you can voluntarily agree to let your wife go with us to play for a few days.

I immediately answered directly, impossible!

The second in command said with a wry smile, I know, so let’s discuss it…

I interrupted him and asked coldly, how much do you want? I'm willing to give it in exchange for a wife!

The second in command seemed to want to say something, but I didn't tell him and continued:

You also said you don't want to cause trouble. Anyway, I have already let my wife play with you like this, and I am willing to pay. You can have fun and get money at the same time. How about it?

After hearing this, I gradually understood the further intentions of the second in command and his friends. I believe they deliberately let me know that my wife had been raped by them for more than 6 hours. Now they are directly asking me for some guarantee and mortgage, and want me to voluntarily agree to all this so that they don't have to worry.

I was thinking, as long as I can bring my wife back safely, I will sacrifice all my assets and savings and let each of these men die miserably. However, I have to see how to negotiate with these jackals and tigers first, so that they will let me take my wife back...

The sky gradually turned white. The sun was supposed to represent justice, but when it reflected on the faces of these men, it gave off an obscene glow.