Richard Reed - Punished wife

The guards pushed Sherry into the office and locked the door behind them. Then they dragged her to the center of the room. She was scared out of her mind. Both of them were tall and stocky and she knew there was no way she could escape. They caught her shoplifting and now she had to pay for it. She thought of her husband, Dan. He would kill her if he ever found out.

"Get against the wall," the older guard said. The look on his face was so cruel and hard that Sherry had to turn away from his gaze.

"Why?" she said. She brushed her long red hair over her shoulders and tried to look, defiant. Then she saw the other guard, the one with the thick mustache and the long dark hair, leering at her. He stared at her tight blouse without even trying to hide it. His eyes were glued to her huge tits.

"We're going to search you," he said. "That's why."

Sherry backed away from them. "You can't do that," she said. "You're supposed to have a woman for that kind of thing."

"Looks like we got a tough bitch here, Steve," the older guard said. "Take care of her."

"Sure, Al, you're the boss," he said. Steve grabbed Sherry's wrist and twisted it hard. The next thing she knew she was right against the wall. The longhaired guard spread her arms and her legs wide apart so that she had to lean against the wall with her palms flat out. Sherry tried to get away from him but he slammed her back against the wall. "You just stay put until we're finished with you, honey. We saw you take all that stuff and now we're going to find it."

"Try anything and I'll scream," Sherry said. She thought of all the things she'd taken from the main floor of the department store. The bra that she'd stuffed down her jeans, and the jewelry that she put into her purse when she thought no one was looking. They'd find it all. "I'm warning you," she said. "I'll scream!"

"Go ahead and scream all you want. No one will hear you. This room is soundproofed." Steve slid his hands up and down her thighs, as if he really was searching her. But then his fingers gripped her flesh through her tight pants.

He slid his hand around to the front and then reached down into her jeans. He pulled out the frilly red bra that she stuffed down her pants. "Nice piece of evidence," he said, and threw it to the floor. He moved closer to her and now she could feel the hard bulge in his crotch press against her ass. "We got you, baby. We got you."

Sherry turned her head over her shoulder and saw the cruel smile on his face. Then she saw Al over at the desk. He had her purse emptied on the surface. And he was looking through her wallet. "Married, huh?" he said. "Guess we'll just have to give your husband a call."

"No!" Sherry said. "Don't. Please don't."

Al laughed. He stood right next to her by the wall. "Sorry, honey, but we have to report you. It's the rules."

Steve's hands slid up her stomach and then cupped her huge tits, squeezing them through her blouse. His prick grew harder and throbbed against her butt. "Unless you want to be nice to us," he said. "Then maybe we won't call your husband."

"I'll do anything you want," Sherry said. "Anything." She knew they were just after her ass. And there was no way she could stop them from getting it.

"Good," Al said. A wicked smile broke out on his dark, unshaved face. He ran his hands through his short gray hair and then clasped them behind his neck. "Strip for us, honey. Let's see what you got."

Steve stepped away from her. "Come on, bitch. Strip!"

Sherry unclasped her jeans and pushed them down to her thighs. She saw both of the guards staring at her firm rounded ass cheeks. Her black panties were transparent and the silky material clung to her ass. "Promise me you won't tell my husband," she said. "Just promise me."

"Shut up and strip, bitch!" Al said. "Unless you want some help."

"No," Sherry said. "I'll do it." But before she could do anything Steve grabbed her waist and turned her around so that she faced Al. He tore at her white blouse and pulled it wide open. She struggled with Steve, trying to break his grip, but his fingers dug right into her flesh. Al grabbed her huge tits in his hands and mauled them. His fingers dipped under the skimpy black cups and scratched at her firm fleshy mounds.

When they had her down to just her panties and bra they pushed her back to the center of the room. "Get down on your knees where you belong, bitch!"

She hesitated a few seconds too long. Steve clamped both hands down on her shoulders and pushed her to the floor. "Do what we say, honey. Or else."

As she knelt there in front of them both guards unzipped their pants. They took out their hard pricks and waved them in front of her face. She could see the hard veins surging and throbbing, and there were already drops of liquid seeping out of the fleshy tips.

Al sat down on the couch in one corner of the room. He was naked from the waist down and his thick cock stuck straight up in the air. "Get over here and suck it," he said. "Take it in your fucking mouth and blow me!"

Sherry started to get up on her feet.

"Crawl over," Al said.

She got back down on her hands and knees and crawled across the hard wood floor. Her huge tits flopped out of the bra and jiggled in the air as she made her way towards Al. Both men laughed at her and made her feel like a slut. But she had to go through with it.

She knelt in front of his wide open legs and reached for his prick. It throbbed in her hand, and even though she was forced to do it, she felt a thrill run through her body as she grabbed his meat. Her finger flew up and down the long wet shaft, jerking it off. She watched his hairy nuts jump up and down with each stroke.

"Eat my cock, honey," he said. He grabbed her head and shoved it down onto his prick. The hard wet cockmeat split her mouth open and shot deep into her throat. Sherry sucked on it as hard as she could while she pounded the base of his shaft up and down with her tight fist. "Oh, she's good. She's a real cocksucker, this one. Looks like we lucked out again, Steve," he said. He moved his hips up and down, fucking her mouth while he pushed her head hard against his groin.

While her cheeks bulged with hard wet prick, Sherry heard Steve coming up behind her. His hands slid under her black panties and then rolled them down her thighs. The material was taut on her legs as he spread her thighs apart.

"What a nice fucking ass," he said. "Baby, you're going to love this."

Sherry felt his hard thick tip press against her asshole. She shuddered and tried to move away but he grabbed her hips and held her still. His prick slid up and down her crack, getting her all wet. His balls slapped on her firm round skin over and over while he prodded her asshole.

She grunted when he forced the tip of his prick into her hole. It burned and throbbed inside of her tight ass, splitting her apart with each hard wet push. It was thick and hot and hard as a rock. She could feel it surging and growing inside of her tunnel.

Al made her bob her head up and down, sucking on the full length of his prick. He brought her head all the way up so that her lips sucked on the fleshy tip, and then he slammed her face way back down, fucking her as hard as he could. His cock bashed in and out of her lips really fast, making her gag and drool on his cockmeat. "Come on, honey. Lick my fucking prick. Show me what you can do… Ahhhh, suck it, you bitch. Suck it up!"

Sherry swirled her tongue around his cock while she blew him, taking the throbbing meat as far down into her throat as she could. His nuts slapped against her lips while he held her head to his crotch.

She couldn't move at all. All she could do was suck and squirm as the two guards battered away at her holes with their stiff pricks.