“Hey, dick-wad,” the voice mail said. “You want to see your pretty little wife again you
better not call the law.” It was a man’s voice, but one I didn’t recognize. “You keep your
ass in your room and I’ll call you at ten o’clock. No cops, asshole or she’s dead meat.”
I didn’t know what to do. Logic dictated that I call the police, but fear for June kept
me from it. I was a sorry wreck by the time ten o’clock finally came around. I grabbed the
phone before it stopped ringing.
“Bill?” June’s voice asked.
“June, honey, where are you? Are you all right?” I could hear a high pitched moaning
sound. “Talk to me, June!”
“Bill,” she strained voice said. She sounded breathless like she had been running.
“Bill…they…they…Ohhh, Bill!”
“June, what’s wrong?”
“They raped me,” she said making the words all run together. “They are raping me, Bill.
Right now!”
“June, where are you?” I shouted into the phone. Her moaning became louder then faded and
a man’s voice came on the line.
“Hey, Billy Boy,” the voice said. “This is sure nice pussy. We done fucked her three or
four times and the night is still young. You want to keep her alive, Billy Boy?”
“Of course I do!” I snapped. “What do you want?”
“Hell, Billy Boy, I got what I want. We got some nice tight white pussy to stick our hard
black cocks in. You can have her back when we get through with her cunt. One phone call to
the cops and you’ll get her back, but she’ll not be any good to you. Dead, Billy Boy. You
understand?”
“Yeah, I understand! Just don’t hurt her!” I yelled. “I’ll do what you say.”
“Good for you, Billy Boy,” the voice said. “You stay cool and we’ll be in touch.” The
line went dead. I didn’t make it all the way to the bathroom before I started throwing up.
The second call came just before midnight.
“You doin’ all right, Billy Boy?” the voice said. “Your bitch wants to talk to you. She
has a lot to tell you, Billy Boy.”
“Bill?” June’s shaky voice said.
“I’m here, baby,” I said. “Are you all right?” I could hear a man’s voice in the
background.
“Tell him what I said to tell him,” the voice said. “Just the way I told you to.”
“I’ve been raped over and…” I head the smack of flesh on flesh and heard June cry out.
“They fucked me, Bill,” June said with a sob. “They’ve fucked me almost continually since
they grabbed me.” I head the low male voice say something I couldn’t understand. “I’ve had
a lot of…long black cock in my…pussy. I’ve sucked their black cocks and they shot-off in
my mouth.” There was some more low murmurs in the background. “I love it when they come
in my mouth. I swallowed every drop…I’m on my hands and knees right now and one of them is
about to…” there was a sharp intake of breath. “He’s in me, Bill. Oh God! He fucking me!”
more murmuring. “I love his big black cock in my white pussy. He’s so hard and he’s in me
so deep.” There was a long pause and I could hear the sounds of sex. It was faint, but I
could still hear the sound of flesh hitting flesh and the slurping sounds of a dick in a
pussy.
“You still there, Billy Boy?” the man said in my ear. “She’s really getting into this
fuck-a-thon. The bitch told me how much she liked my big black cock in her little white
cunt. Hey, Billy Boy, don’t you just love them big long tittie nipples? Don’t she squeal
when you bite down hard on them? You hang in there, Billy. We got a lot more fucking to
do. We’ll talk again in the morning.” He hung up and the last sound I heard was June’s
loud moaning.
I drifted off to sleep after getting some help from the mini bar. The ringing of the
phone woke me up.
“Good morning, Billy Boy. You goin’ lay in bed all day?” the hated voice said when I
finally managed to get the phone to my ear. “Open your door. There’s something waiting for
you. We’ll talk later.”
I ran to the door and threw it open. I hoped it would be my wife waiting for me. It
wasn’t. It was the first of the video tapes.
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