My wife pulled her fingers out from between her thighs, gave me a grin as she slowed the minivan.“Finished just in time, hun,” she said, turning i...to a driveway. “This is it.”I stared at the two story house, the outside faded, pink stucco, gray trim around the doors and windows. I shook my head, anger surging through me. Not only had this Scott fucked my wife, but he had a wife and daughter of his own.His own woman. He didn’t need to poach mine.“Master!” gasped Pina, her voice tight with pain.. " Please Sir, please let me suck your cock, let me be your whore."He forced his cock inside me and pumped it for about 10 minutes. While I was sucking him he took a couple of pictures with my Polaroid, then he pulled out and sprayed his cum all over my face. He took a couple of pictures of that. He then he removed my wig and took pictures with my face covered in cum and no wig, and then put his cock back in my mouth and took more pictures. Then he replaced my wig, placed a ball gag in my mouth. "They never worked worth a damnanyway."That sure shut him up.Max and I arrived fashionably late at Nikos's townhouse the night of theparty. I was glad to see there was quite a nice turn-out for my hubby'scastration. I found him lying on his back, bound to the big, modern-looking table in the dining room. His hair was styled in a cute China-doll pageboy and decorated with a bridal tiara of rhinestones andfrothy white tulle. He was cinched snugly into a lacy white corset doneup with pink ribbons. There were chains around the doors, big red signs saying "Seized By the I.R.S." along with all kinds of police tape saying "Police line, Do Not Cross" when I saw that inside of me was a little girl jumping for joy that I had stopped this sick bastard cold.I felt so proud for what I had accomplished, on the way home I was smiling. That night Bill and I made love over and over until Bill was just plain wore out. I was bothered by it because I wanted more sex and I knew Bill just could not give.