As soon as he found out what had happened with my wife's photos, and how she had deleted most, he stated that he was going to make sure that she becam... a web slut. Within a couple of days he and three of his friends had galleries of my wife's pics.I must admit that I was thrilled to see Margie posted as a slut for everyone to see, though also a bit nervous in case she should find out.Anyhow, many months went by, in which time I saw the odd pic of my wife appear here and there as well as the. Curiosity got the better of me and I spent quite a while trying to find the lock that it fitted. Eventually under some tools in the corner I found a box that took the key perfectly. After removing the tools and opening the box I was faced with a pile of magazines, the top one of which pictured a woman with a extremely veiny circumcised cock pressed against her lips and a face covered in cum.The first porn magazine I had ever seen.I flicked through the pages, each revealing a new sexual position. The men ****d me brutally over and over while the women forced their pussies against my mouth and made me lick them, cumming and pissing in my mouth. After two hours, Alice and Jane fixed me into the gynecological chair.One of the women guests was a nurse, she gave me an injection to stop me passing out and to accentuate the pain. Then they removed all the needles from my cock and balls, very slowly, heating the tip of each needle before slowly puling it out as I howled in pain. All the men. And he wanted to start a family. But Marissa had put himoff. She'd loved her job. And she wasn't quite yet ready formotherhood. "In a few years, Dan. I promise," she'd said.He choked back a sob and placed the picture back on the desk. Guiltover his part in the tragedy boiled to the surface. 'Why did I let herkeep working? I should have put my foot down.' But he knew in his heartthat Marissa had been a strong-willed girl who'd have surely resistedany attempt to change her mind.She'd been dead.