Background: Wife has a particularly weird kink. To satisfy that kink we had to make some arrangements. The details of those arrangements are here in the pre read below. To summarize, my wife played with my friend’s best friend. Based on that experience we hosted him during the weekend where he made my wife his bitch and fucked her raw.

Pre read: https://www.reddit.com/u/Pervwithslutwife/s/NavVS4XC6E

Rules in place: I had negotiated a different set of rules with my wife considering that she would be completely debasing and dehumanizing herself. She agreed to everything, especially the part about how I could do anything to her and treat her anyway I liked (she knows how I will always keep her safe). In fact she told me that she had already taken Monday off and she wanted to be physically in a situation that she needs that rest.

What went down: Friday night was a gangbang, which went off well but both of our minds were on what we would do during the weekend.

As is usual, the guys finished up around midnight. They helped me clean up and left while my wife went into the bathroom. After they left, I joined her in the shower. We came to the bedroom, had a last session of gentle lovemaking and went to sleep.

Saturday morning we woke up, had a quickie and a shower followed by a quick coffee shop breakfast. Then we took our own cars (we had driven separately) and went our own ways. I loaded our massage bed into the SUV and she took it home while I took her car and went to my friend’s house to get our guest for the weekend.

Let’s set the context further. I was to pick up my friend and take him to the airport. His “best friend” and roommate (let’s call him Robb Stark) was coming with me back to our house to spend the night and then on Sunday afternoon I would drop him off at his “hotel”.

At this point I would like to describe Robb. Robb is a big hairy guy with deep brown eyes and a pensive face. He is a veteran of law enforcement and military (although I’m not sure which specific department) and has been discharged honorably. Now he is spending a life of happy retirement with my friend.

Once I reached their place I helped him load his luggage into the car and drove him to the airport after which Robb and returned home. My wife had already unloaded the SUV and had made us some lunch. Robb has somewhat different eating habits and like to sit on the floor. His diet is also different, as are the snacks and treats he likes. We arranged his food for him on the floor and then finished lunch.

After lunch I took Robb out for a scheduled spa day at his preferred salon (which included a full body wash, grooming, nails etc) while my wife decided to take a short nap before starting to prepare for the evening.

Once we returned home, I let Robb catch up with some cartoons while I went to check on the prep work done so far.

The master bedroom was empty. On the bed was laid out the bondage toys that we play with. The bed frame was set up with handcuffs and restraints and she had laid out our collection of whips and floggers. She had also brought out a cane which I seldom use due to the severity of the impact.

I went over to the bathroom and went inside. I saw that she had set up the massage bed that we use for gangbang, at the lowest height setting, so that it was around 2 feet from the floor. There were several bowls on the floor, one with water, another with snacks that Robb liked and another empty one.

She was making finishing touches to her hair and makeup and my jaw dropped. My wife is beautiful without an ounce of makeup on her face. With just a touch of mascara and lipstick she becomes gorgeous. Today she had gone all out and dolled herself. Her hair was parted in the middle, slicked and brushed back, just the way I like it. Her eyelashes, lips, cheekbones and jawline were all on point. She was wearing nothing except a collar that simply said “BITCH”. Between her neckline and her breasts she had written in red lipstick - “DESTROY ME”.

I gathered her in my arms and have her a deep kiss. Even her lipstick was one point. None of it smudged over. Once we disengaged she simply knelt in front of me, opened my pants and took my cock into her mouth, all the while looking at me.

She sucked on my cock slowly and made me hard while I held on to her hair. Then I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. I threw her on the bed. As I bent down to kiss her she stopped me, pointed at the writing on her chest, took my hands and placed them around her neck. The meaning was pretty clear, she wanted me to go completely wild at her. I asked her if she was ready and she nodded. It was clear that she was not giving herself the permission to speak.

I put on a condom first. Then I climbed on top of her and slapped her hard. Then I slapped her again. I kept slapping her face and breasts as I entered her and started pummeling her. I could see her eyes starting to water and her face and breasts turning red. Once I climaxed I pulled out, took off the condom and shoved it inside her mouth. She sucked the cum inside and brought it out of her mouth, grinning.

I grabbed her by the hair, took her back to the bathroom and threw her on the floor beside the massage bed. Then I started to prep her for Robb to enjoy. I parted her legs and laid a line of treats that Robb enjoys from her pussy to her feet. I applied some peanut butter around her pussy and out some inside her. I laid another line of treats from her tummy to her breasts, and then some from her head down to the bowl of snacks.

I then brought Robb in. He went down on all four and started licking up the treats on the floors till he reached her pussy. He put his tongues around her pussy and started licking the peanut butter. I could see his tongue go inside her pussy and her writhing with pleasure. While he was doing that to her I was fucking her mouth with the equine dildo.

Once he was done with her pussy he started on her tummy. He walked on her still on all fours, following the line of treats from her head to the snack bowl. As he enjoyed the snacks his cock was positioned around her mouth. I helped her adjust her position, bring her head up so that she could take his cock into her mouth.

She supported herself with her elbows and started moving her head up and down his cock. I started pummeling her pussy with the bad dragon chance.

I saw a ball grow at the base of Robb’s cock and I helped her get it out of her mouth. She wriggled out from under him and I helped her on the massage bed. Then it took some to get Robb positioned at the base of the massage bed. He was very excited and it took some tries to get him into the right place so that his cock could enter her. Finally she had to gently grasp his cock and guide it inside her. The entire length would not even go in as the ball at base of his cock had swelled up to the size of a tennis ball. Even with the base left she let out an audible gasp, with whatever part was inside her. As he fucked her I spread some peanut butter on her breasts so that he could lick them. As he jumped himself on her I attacked her mouth with the equine dildo. As I pummeled the 14 inch dildo down her throat and she grasped for breath, I told her that I wished her family could see her, that maybe she should put this as a show at the next family wedding, and that she was fit to be gangraped and then fucked by street animals. I could see that tears were forming in her eyes, probably from the throat raping but perhaps also from what I was telling her. Her face was also red up with all the slaps.

Robb was done and seemed very excited with everything that was going on. I dragged her off the massage bed and on to the floor, on her hands and knees. Robb now entered her from behind, this time easily finding the right spot himself, although he still could not push his whole cock in. I put the large dildo on the floor and forced her mouth on it. As she bobbed her head up and down and as Robb fucked her from behind, I reached down and twisted her nipples till she started a muffled scream. She tried to lift her head but I pushed it back and the muffled scream changed to whimpering. I stopped twisting her nipples, stood up and started kicking her tits them as they swung down freely.

Once Robb was done with her I made her lie on her back and slither under him ( he was also on all fours) and take his cock in her mouth to clean it up. As she did that, I pushed the equine dildo into her now messy pussy and pummeled her with it (as much as it would go) till she started squirting.

Robb seemed very happy. I led him back to the living room, where I had laid out a nice floor bed for him with water and snacks with his favorite cartoons. Once I settled him there, I came back to the bathroom.

She was curled up on the floor, panting. I put some towels on the massage bed. Then I grabbed her by the hair and hoisted her on it with her head hanging over the edge. She opened her mouth as if to suck my cock. I slapped her hard and told her that she must be delusional if she thought I would put my cock in her mouth after what she had just done. The hurt in her eyes gave me a pang of guilt but I decided to keep going. I dug my fingers into her pussy and cleaned out as much of Robb’s cum as I could and threw it in the basin. With the last handful I rubbed it all across her face and slapped her hard, multiple times.

I then took the equine dildo in one hand and pushed it inside her pussy as much as it would go . As I fucked her with the dildo I went to town on her body with a whip, one that actually hurts and leaves marks, while also talking about how little expectations her family had of her, how everything she gained in life was by letting people use her body and how she should left left out in a war zone to be gangraped by anyone nearby and their pets. Her body shook with each blow and soon I could hear her whimpering. This was a crucial stage where her body was reacting positively to the pain and abuse but if I pushed her beyond a point it would bring her to a state of mental breakdown. I increased the intensity while keeping a watchful eye, and suddenly she started shuddering, which was the sign that she was having a massive release. Once she subsided I grabbed her by the hair again and threw her beside the toilet. Her makeup was completely smudged, her hair was a mess and her eyes were red with an expression of complete defeat on her face. I forced her mouth open, put my cock in and started pissing. She gulped it down without putting up a fight. Then I took her head, forced in down in the toilet bowl (I had cleaned it very carefully earlier) and flushed. I held her down as she struggled. And the she started sobbing and I knew I had reached her limit.

I scooped her up and carried her inside the shower stall. I turned the water to a gentle warmth and sat with her on the shower floor, holding her tightly as she sobbed. After a point she stopped sobbing and held on to me tightly herself. I tried to disengage but she would not let me so we both just sat under the warm stream. Eventually she let me soap her up with a gentle, non itchy soap that I use after hard BDSM sessions. She also let me clean out her pussy using the shower head and my fingers of any residual cum and then shampoo her hair.

It took me a long time to get both of us clean. She had stopped sobbing and was just sitting there silently. I picked her up and carried her onto the bed. I laid her down gently with her head at the edge of the bed so that her hair cascaded down. I wiped her down and wrapped a towel around her hair to help it dry. I looked at her. Her face was red and she was simply looking at me. Her body was covered with welts and scratches from the whipping and I could see bruises starting to form from the punching and kicking. I applied a witch hazel/ aloe Vera lotion to the cuts (similar to what new mothers use on their breasts ) to sooth them. I cleaned up the cuts as much as I could and applied a band aid on a particularly nasty one. I then parted her legs and applied an anti fungal cream. When she looked at me quizzically I told her that this was to prevent any UTI issues from taking in Robb’s cum. Once I was done I started to leave but she caught my hand. I told her I wanted to clean up the bathroom and she let me go.

I first checked on Robb and realized that he was taking a nap. He opened one eye as I came in. I gave him his dinner and some water. Then I went to the bathroom to clean up the mess.

When I returned back to the bedroom I found her with her head in her hands, sobbing silently. I felt really guilty and hugged her. She hugged me back tightly and kept sobbing for a while, and I just sat there, holding her. Eventually she stopped and I told her that I was sorry for everything I told her and for hitting her so hard. She shook her head and put her fingers on my lips, so I shut up and just sat with her. Eventually she started talking. She told me that it was not about me, and the experience reminded her of the stuff her ex had done to her, which she wanted to physically and mentally experience (the physical pain and the mental abuse) without the associated danger and trauma. We kept talking for a while (mostly about what her ex has done, which she has told me many times before and which still makes me angry) and her mood seemed to be improving. I asked her what she wanted to dinner and she told me she was “not hungry”.

I got the message and went to the kitchen to make two bowls of really soupy masala Maggi and stirred in some shredded cheese. I also made a cup of rich hot chocolate for her. When I went into the bedroom, I saw her smiling for the first time. she grabbed her Maggi and hot chocolate from me and for the because she was "not hungry", wolfed it down. She took a sip of her chocolate and then started speaking in a normal voice. She told me that she was a bit disappointed that she could not take Robb all in and that we should try the next day. I told her that her body needed rest and recover but she waved me off and told me that I had made a promise to her. Finally I tucked her in to sleep (her hair was still damp so she left it open). I took Robb out for a walk, and once we came back made sure he was comfortable in his bed. then I turned in myself.

Epilogue: In the middle of the night Robb came sauntering in and climbed on our bed. Then he spent every fifteen minutes turning around. I left the bed and settled down on the carpet, on top of a quilt, counting one of the many reasons why we would never get a housemate like Robb. He was great as a guest and for hanging out, not great for someone to live with.