This happened on the first weekend of October, or one week after our Folsom Street adventure

Background: My wife has a massive CNC kink ( more NC than CNC). We do CNC between the two of us but lately she has been asking me to make it a gang CNC experience who really would put her through the wringer and would be an extremely physically and mentally intense experience with extreme level of roughness, impact play, humiliation, degradation etc. We have a “vanilla” gangbang group but we wanted to keep this separate from them.

Preparation: I have been on a serious recruiting mode for the past six months reaching out to and talking to people who claim experience in this, mostly based on referrals from our friends in the lifestyle. After interviewing multiple people I settled upon a shortlist of around 7 people (most of them with some experience in the adult industry ) and decided to go ahead with two of them for an initial test session. The rules were clear. Only activities I pre clear will take place and will stop any time she says her safewords or I tell them to stop or slow down.

I booked a hotel suite a couple weeks back for the weekend (actually Friday to Sunday) and planned for them to arrive on Saturday morning, play throughout the day and wrap up in the evening. Saturday night and Sunday morning was for rest and recovery.

The Pregame We checked into the hotel Friday late evening, after a long drive. I had kept her in the dark about what was about to go down. I had food delivered to the room, along with multiple requests to the hotel stuff for things like an extra pillow and a blanket, or to check something in the bathroom. With each knock on the door she sat up expectantly and then sat back down in disappointment. I could tell that she was getting edgy. She demanded to know why was going on and I remained noncommittal. She punched me several times in frustration but I simply grinned. When it was time to go to bed I looked at her for my usual blowjob but she snarled that she was sleepy and turned on her side away from me. I lay down with her, spooning her. After a while she got up again, snarling and growling, took my pajamas off and went down on my cock. After what I could only describe as an angry blowjob she dragged me to the bathroom, knelt beside the toilet and opened her mouth. I started pissing in her mouth and she gulped. She then brushed her teeth again, gave me a dirty look and went back to bed. This time I forced her to face me and we cuddled till we drifted off.

In the morning I brought her some fresh pastries and coffee from the nearby pastry shop, along with some orange juice down the hotel breakfast buffet. She kept glaring at me, telling me that she had difficulty sleeping in the night because of me (an utter lie), while I checked my phone. The guys were in the lobby with the spare keycard and waiting for my signal.

The game As soon as I saw that she had eaten her breakfast and was nursing her orange juice I texted the guys. Five minutes later two burly guys burst into the room. They grabbed her and threw her on the floor. One guy had her knee on her throat and started slapping her while we tore off the light chemise she was wearing. We threw her on the coffee table.

Each time she tried to open her mouth she got slapped  harder. I could see tears starting to form. The guy who had his knee on her throat held her hands behind her and zip tied them. He then grabbed her throat with one hand while continuing to slap her face and tits. He also pulled and twisted her nipples and as she tried to shriek the beating intensified. Meanwhile the other guy held one leg. I pushed the other open and started to fuck her. I could see that she was already wet.

After I was done the other guy took my place. Once he was done he exchanged places with guy slapping her. After the three of us had our way with her I could tell that she had also orgasmed. 

One of the guys then put an “O” gag ring around her mouth. The other turned her over. I had brought a butt plug with a tail. We lubed it up and jammed it up her asshole. We then forced on her knees. We took turned fucking her mouth, while one held on to her hair and another licked her arms and legs from the sides. Once we were done we stretched her over the coffee table. I held her legs open while another held her head down. The other guy took out his belt and started hitting her all over her body. He was not hitting hard but the strikes were adding up. I then took over and finally the other guy. Her entire body had turned red. Then we started on her pussy and she jumped at each strike, finally starting to cry. I could also see that she was getting another orgasm. Once we saw that her pussy was red we fucked her again. This went on for nearly two hours. We also whatever degrading words we could think of on her body. As we worked on her the guys continued to verbally humiliate her, her family, her accomplishments etc and basically told her that she came from a worthless family and was only worth to be a cheap whore.

When we were done we dragged her to the bathroom. Each of us pissed in her mouth. Then we dumped her in the bathtub. I had made sure it was dry and the temperature of the suite was on the warmer side. I had laid a couple of towels on the bathtub so she would not have to be on the cold porcelain. Even so I could hear her sobbing as we came back to the room.

Once the guys stopped playacting they seemed completely normal. They complimented me on having such a hot slut of a wife and asked if she had done any porn. When I said no they sounded surprised. We chatted about their experience in the adult industry. I got food delivered, some barbecue. I mashed up som coleslaw, potato salad and pulled pork into a bowl from the kitchenette and one of the guys took it to her. I cold see her resisting and after some slaps and punches eat like a dog from the bowl. She tried ro catch my eye but I looked away. 

After lunch, we rested a bit with the guys in their laptops. Then we brought her out again. We repeated fucking and bearing from the morning. This time around she struggled half heartedly but I could see that she had been crying. After brutalizing her for a while we again took her to the bathroom and make her drink our piss. We took out her anal plug and let her have a go at the toilet, with one hand cuffed to the bathtub faucet. Once she was done I put a blindfold on her eyes and a hood with the nose and mouth open on her. I cleaned her up and put the anal plug back in. We threw her back in the tub (I had changed the towels out for some blankets and we left her there). 

We spent the time away chatting and playing games on our respective computers. In between she holleres through her gag when she needed to go to the toilet and one of the guys helped her. 

After a while we brought her out. First we stretched her out on the coffee table and whipped her. I then applied a strong Dettol solution on her body which made her jump up in agony. We took turns fucking and beating her till all of us including her had orgasmed multiple times.

Then we took her to the bathroom and piases on her again. I removed the blankets from the tub as the guys held her head down in the toilet bowl and flushed. We then threw her back in the bathtub. She shrieked as soon as she hit the cold tub and started sobbing again. We left her in there and came out. 

The guys packed up their stuff. I took back the keycard and saw them out promising to get back in touch. 

The aftercare  After the guys left, I went back to the bathroom. She was still lying in the tub, sobbing. I took off her blindfold, her “O” ring and her butt plug our as she looked at me, eyes red with tears. I hugged her and turned on the water to a comfortably warm temperature. I gave her a thorough wash, including shampooing her hair. I carried her to the bed and applied first aid including some soothing aloe Vera  and witch hazel to the cuts and bruises. In several places I have to apply bandaids, some I left alone because the skin had gone off. Her skin was mottled purple in multiple places especially where we had kicked her. It would be painful for her for the next few days. 

I made some cheesy Maggie noodles and hot dark chocolate and we sat down to talk. 

Overall she was thankful for the experience. Something like this happened to her after a long time and although it gave her a chance to relive the trauma she knew that she would be pulled back into sanity at the end. She told me that she didn’t or like that I had taken a back seat and let the other guys do most of the tormenting. She told me that she was absolutely fine getting beaten and tortured by multiple people she she expects me to always take the lead. She also told me she was fine with me escalating the physical torture even more as long as I was leading it. Another thing that she said was during the verbal abuse to not bring her family but we could degrade her as much as we wanted. She also said that next time around I should not give her safewords and even if I did she would not use it anyway. Basically she wanted to remove her consent from the picture completely and told me to just deal with it. She then gave me one last blowjob. She asked me if I wanted to fuck her but I could see she was still in pain so we simply cuddled instead. I gave her some painkillers and Zzzquil to help her sleep. 

The next day she had a low grade fever as we drove back. I put her to bed as soon as we got home and nursed her. 

Her response?  “When do we have the next one?”