Chapter 1

 

The camera was obviously hand-held and the motion was a little bit jerky, but the images were clear and well lit. One beautiful white woman was roughly being fucked by three black men. The video had started out with the woman doing a slow sinuous strip until she was down to nothing but high heels and a smile. I think it was the smile that shook me up the most. After she was naked a heavyset black man, also naked, entered the picture and the two sat on a couch and made out. Breast fondling and deep kissing for a while until they graduated to her sucking his stiff cock. The man certainly looked like he was enjoying having his cock licked, sucked and worshiped by the white woman. The sound quality was poor, but I could hear him telling her what a good cocksucker she was. The man's cock wasn't very long, maybe five and a half or six inches, but it was unusually thick.

After the woman had shown his cock the proper amount of oral attention she crawled up on him, facing the camera, and guided his short thick dick into her love nest. After settling down on the stiff black rod she fucked herself for several minutes. The camera zoomed in on her face and it was obvious that she was coming. That scene faded and when it started again the same woman was with two naked black men. They were on a bed and while one dude fucked her from behind, she sucked the other man's cock. For the next fifteen minutes the two men switched places several times. After the suck-fuck bit the two men double fucked the woman. One in her ass and one in her pussy. The look on the woman's face gradually changed from pain, to discomfort and then to pure ecstasy. She yelled and screamed as the two black men ravaged both of her holes. Finally the last scene where three men fucked her. There was still a look of pleasure on her face but now it was also coupled with flashes of pain when they were rough with her. Nipple pulling and tit slapping that caused her large full breasts to turn bright red.. Once, one of the men took a wooden paddle-like thing, much like a paint stirrer, and hit her pussy hard several times, causing the woman to struggle against the two men who held her down and spread. The paddle struck her clit causing it to turn an even deeper red and swell until it looked like a tiny cock sticking out of her trimmed bush.

This was the second video I had received and by far much more graphic then the first one. I felt the tears running down my face as I watched the woman being defiled. The woman was my wife and we had been married less than a week when she was kidnapped. That was only a few days ago, but it seemed like a lifetime to me.

My name is Bill Williams and we were on our honeymoon. Until my new bride, June, was taken from me, it was a wonderful trip. June and I checked into a nice suite in the resort hotel and frankly we didn't go outside the room for the first two days. We lived on room service and sex. After we got temporarily caught up on love-making we ventured out to see what the rest of the world was doing. Our first trip was to the beach. June wore a daring little bikini that she would have never dared to wear back home. I'll try to describe my new wife.

June and I both are twenty-five. I would describe myself as average in most every respect. June is not average in any respect. She is five feet eight and built like the proverbial brick shit-house. Her emerald green eyes goes perfectly with her long red hair. She managed, by luck of the gene pool, not to get the pale white skin that most red-heads have. She only has a light dusting of freckles across her nose and the top of her chest. She tans to a golden brown. Her breasts are full, a thirty-eight D, with hardly any sag from the fullness. June's nipples are very long, maybe half an inch long. I intended on measuring them, but I didn't get around to it. The nipples are very sensitive and I could get her off by just sucking and toying with them.

We had a great day at the beach until it got too hot to even stand on the sand. We went back to the hotel and played in the large swimming pool for the rest of the afternoon. I ordered a pitcher of a local fruity drink that we managed to drink in short order. When the waiter brought the second pitcher I noticed him eying my bride. He was a short heavyset black man. Not fat, but rather stocky. June's top was loose and when she moved he could see her boobs almost to the nipple. I knew that she had intentionally loosened it. I could always tell when June went into teasing mode. If I hadn't been nearly shit-faced I wouldn't have made any comment, let alone what I did say.

"Damned nice, huh?" I said to the man. I was so proud to even be seen in her company I let my mouth get ahead of my better judgment. "I'll bet you sure would like to get hold of something like that wouldn't you?" If I had stopped there it might have been all right, but I didn't. He smiled at my comment, but didn't answer. He sat the pitcher down and started away. "Too bad," I said loud enough for him to hear. "Never in a million years, pal." June giggled and told me to shut up. The waiter stopped and looked back, his hooded eyes glaring at me. He gave me a nasty grin and continued on his way.

 

"That wasn't very nice, Bill," June chided me. "What are you going to do if he puts a move on me?"

"I think the question is, what are you going to do?" June was a tease and her teasing had always been fun for us. In fact that was how I met her. She was with another guy at a party and she was teasing and flirting with me. We got together a couple weeks later and I think my acceptance of her flirting ways was one thing that endeared me to her. Of course, I'd like to think there were other things she liked about me.

"Now that is a good question," June said with a grin. "I guess we'll never know will we?"

June and I laughed and forgot about the incident.

The first thing that I noticed amiss was two video cassettes that I had made with our new video camera were missing. I had made some videos of June dancing naked and I even talked her into masturbating for me while I taped it. I tried to take some footage while we were fucking, but it didn't turn out so great. It pissed me off that the tapes were missing and I reported it to the hotel manager, but I wasn't too concerned about it. I knew that it was possible that they may have been tossed out in the trash.

The next thing that happened was a couple of pairs of June's panties went missing. Little tiny thongs that she bought especially for our wedding trip. Again, I reported it to management, but the man I spoke with didn't seem concerned. He smiled at me and told me he would personally look into it. He told me to have my wife replace them at the hotel shop and the hotel would pay for them.

The next thing was the substance found on the steering wheel of the car we rented. It looked like sperm to me, but I cleaned it off and forgot about it. Later when we got back from a shopping trip, June told me that the crotch of her bathing suit was wet. She laughed and accused me of licking her bikini. Looking back, I should have heard the alarm bells going off, but I was in love, I was vacationing at a beautiful resort with a beautiful woman who was all mine. If there was an alarm, I paid no attention to it.

On day four of our honeymoon all four wheels came off. June disappeared. She was still getting ready to go out that night. I became impatient and told her I would meet her in the bar. She laughed and told me to go on and she would join me in less than fifteen minutes. I had a drink, then two. It had been over half an hour and I went back to the room to look for her. The room was empty. I checked the lounge at the restaurant, thinking she misunderstood. She wasn't there either. I checked back at the bar, but no June. I was beginning to really be worried by that time. I had the desk page her with no results. After an hour of searching I was frantic. I went back to our room to call the police and saw the message light blinking.

"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.