After maybe an hour I heard the front door open. I could hear people in my living room, calling my name. Suddenly really frightened I stayed silent.... Boots on the stairs. A man came in the bedroom where I was tied naked and openly displayed."She's up here," he called back down the stairs.Five guys came into the bedroom, dragging along a woman who seemed very reluctant. They knocked her about a bit and got her to strip. When she was naked they shoved her over to the bed. I'd told Stuart. “They weren’t gentle with me, they fucked me hard, used me like a whore,” Allison whispered.“I know,” John said, still not knowing where this was leading.“Did you like your wife being your friends’ whore?” Allison whispered.John knew he had to tell her he did because he didn’t know what else Eric might have in store for them. He hated that he got sexually aroused at watching and listening to Allison being fucked by his friends. He was in a paradoxical situation because he never wanted it to. Open, he said, cupping my jaw. I did as I was told and put my lips around his dick. He held my head to his body and I felt his dick growing inside my mouth. It was soon so hard that it was to my throat, making me gag, but he held my head there. He finally released his grip and I pulled back, gasping for air before he shoved it back into my mouth. I coughed and gagged as he continued to do this, tears pouring down my face. He let his dick fall out of my mouth and cupped my chin again with his. She came around to the open passenger door and jumped in, quickly closing the door. She smiled at me, sitting next to me in the passenger row."Um mom, the car is not going to drive itself. One of us has to drive home." My, you are in such a rush to get home." She smiled again and then she reached under the seat, pulling out my tablet. She did not say anything as she fiddled with it. Then she handed it to me. It was a photo of her, taken today, while she was out. She took a selfie of.