This is the real story of my wife who got raped by two strangers in front of me which changed our life.
My wife, Nikita and I were celebrating our fifth wedding anniversary. We went out for a romantic dinner, hanged out to a Dhaba for tea on the way back home. We were planning to celebrate our night in a unique way that night and were so engrossed that didn’t noticed around. Although sex was rather routine job for us, we both did enjoy good orgasms. Nikita was 25 years female in full bloom. She was proud of her juicy 34C-28-34 figure and fair silky complexion, light brown streaked straight medium long hair. Everyone used to compare her beauty with Mahima Chaudhary. I never got tired off fucking her and Nikita was proud of that.
We decided to do some role play that night and I suggested her to act like a street whore and me as her customer. She liked that idea and suggested to put some very provocative make up and dressed up like a whore.
I kissed her and asked her to go get ready for our memorable night. I started to wait anxiously in the sitting room and after fifteen minutes or so the doorbell rang. I got startled that who could be ringing at this hour? Maybe it was one of our friends coming that late hour to wish us. I got up to answer the door and looked through the peephole but could not see anyone. Then the doorbell rang again.
I heard a voice outside, “Open up, this is an emergency.”
I was confused, but decided to open the door, which turned out to be a mistake. I saw two big guys with a gun.
“Get back in the house, we’re coming in.”
I backed up while the two guys came in and closed the door. Both were rather big and one of them had a deep scar on his cheek. He was fair in color whereas the other had dark complexion.
I asked, “What do you want.”
The white guy Aslam said, “Just take it easy and no one will get hurt. Where do you hide your money?”
I decided to cooperate with them especially since the gun was pointed at his stomach. Maybe they would leave if I give them some money. They wouldn’t get much because I never kept much cash in the house.
I said, “It is in my Cupboard in the bedroom. I’ll get it for you.”
“You’re not getting out of our sight, we’re coming with you.”
They followed Ashok into the bedroom but Nikita was still in bathroom changing for our night unaware of the situation. I got the keys, opened the Cupboard, took out the cash and handed it to them. I, also took Nikita’s purse and give them more cash. They counted it. “There are only fifteen thousand rupees here. Where is the rest of your money?”
“We don’t keep much cash in the house, we use our credit and ATM cards.”
The two guys looked rather mad and started talking to each other.
“We’ve wasted our time. We should do something to make up for it.”
Suddenly Nikita came out of the bathroom on hearing the strange sounds. As she came out, they saw her and said, “Wow, look at this whore, he has already arranged a bitch for our entertainment.”
I yelled, “You leave my wife alone, she is not a whore, she is my wife!”
The black man Hamid waved his gun at me and said, “Shut up, Why she is dressed up like a whore. Let’s tie him up so he won’t cause any trouble.”
Hamid grabbed me immediately and forced me into a chair. Aslam pulled a thin cord from his pocket and tied me up to the chair.
Nikita was screaming, “Go away and leave us alone.”
“We’ll leave you alone only after we had some fun with you, bitch.
Shut up.”
Hamid grabbed her from her arm and brought he into the middle of the room and said, “Aslam, look at this pretty sexy bitch. She exactly looks like Mahima Chaudhary”
Aslam said, yes you are right she is true copy of that sexy bitch. This is their punishment that we fuck this bitch now.”
Nikita was now crying a little and whimpering. She knew these guys meant to rape her. She could only hope they would not physically hurt her in any way.
I pleaded them and said, “Please don’t touch her. She is not a whore she is my wife. Let me write a check or do most anything to give you some money.”
Aslam sparked, “If she is your wife them why she is looking like a whore?”
I told them that it was out wedding anniversary and we were just enjoying out night buy role playing.
Hamid laughed loudly and said, “In that case we assume that she wants to be a whore and we will make her a whore tonight.
Hamid spoke, “You can cancel a check, that’s no good. We’re going to make her our whore tonight.”
I knew I was losing battle to argue with them. I just didn’t want them to hurt her.
I said, “Alright, you’ve got us. What if she agreed to cooperate instead of fighting your advances? Would you be gentle and not to hurt her?”
The two guys looked at each other, “OK, that’s a deal.”
I then continued, “Would you use a condom? She is not on the pill because she might get pregnant.”
The response was quick, “No way. We will not use a condom. We’re going to fill that hot pussy with our cum.”
I knew I was defeated and felt lucky for them to agree on not to physically hurt her.
I then told Nikita, “Honey, its best that you cooperate with them. They agreed not to physically harm you.”
Nikita was sitting on the bed and shivering a bit and told me that she would do her best. She knew they were going to rape her whether or not she fought them. She was concerned about pregnancy, but she had no choice.
Hamid said, “Alright bitch, stand up and come here.”
Nikita reluctantly got up to stepped up to them.
“Okay, honey pie. Time to get down to it. Finish stripping.”
Nikita was watching them with wet eyes. “You pigs. That was horrible.”
“What was, sweetie?” Hamid asked with sadistic pleasure.
“You know what I’m talking about, damn you!
“Well, maybe we will and maybe we won’t. Right now it’s time for you to strip off that whorish outfit and let us have a look at your sexy body.” They both laughed at that, then Aslam lifted his gun and brought the tip of barrel up to Nikita’s crotch, almost touching her cunt through the thin material of her panties.
“Now strip, “he said, and nudged the barrel into her groin.
Nikita gasped at the violation, all the more threatening for the lightness of the touch. He turned the gun, slowly rotating the tip of it as though it were a drill aimed right at her pubis.
“Come on, now. Let’s see it.”