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The photographer was clicking away, taking picture after picture of the newlywed couple and their guests. Lisa was smiling for the camera, smiling with happiness that she was married, but also smiling to hide the unhappiness of what had happened earlier. Then the photographer suggested a picture with the bride and all the men. All the men attending the wedding started to crowd around the couple. Mark made sure that he stood behind Lisa, and the rest of the guys from the gangbang made sure they were close enough to shield Lisa’s ass from view from the other men, who included her father, uncles, and cousins. Mark reached forward and started stroking Lisa’s ass. Lisa felt this new attack on her and couldn’t believe how blatant Mark was being. Soon Mark's hand was joined by several more; the hands ran all over her ass and lower back. It didn’t last long before the photographer said he wanted a different group, so the hands moved away, and soon Lisa was standing alone again. However, she knew that Mark's abuse of her was not over.

The pictures continued, and Mark and the guys weren’t needed anymore, so they went inside. Lisa started to enjoy herself, having pictures taken, talking to friends and family, and kissing her husband (hoping he couldn’t taste cum). She got so lost in the moment that she almost forgot about the plugs and pants stuffed inside her and the cum still drying and soaking through her bra and dress.

It was only when Lisa and her new husband stood outside the wedding breakfast room to welcome all their guests that she saw Mark and the guys again. They had all ensured they were going to be the last people to congratulate the couple and then enter the room. Lisa smiled and welcomed everyone, thanked them for coming, made small talk, and hugged and kissed every guest. Again, Mark had organized the guys so he could be alone with Lisa. Lisa had been greeting everyone first, and then the guests would move on to her husband. Mark got all the guys to go in front of him. The first guy gave Lisa a smile, letting her know he had been fucking her earlier. She shuddered as she hugged him and kissed his cheek. He moved onto her husband, and Lisa thought this wouldn't be so bad. She was wrong; the first guy kept her husband talking for long enough for the second guy to grope her tits through her dress as he moved in for a hug, and as he kissed her cheek, he called her a "slut." Lisa looked mortified; she panicked that her husband or someone else would have heard or seen what had happened. But nothing was said. The second guy moved on and again kept her husband occupied as the next guy moved on to Lisa. He moved straight in for a hug and wasted no time grabbing her ass and squeezing it tight while also calling her “a dirty fuck slut." Lisa had to endure this abuse from every single guy as they “congratulated” her on getting married. The guys rubbed her pussy through her dress, grabbed her tits and her ass, one guy made her rub his cock through his trousers, and another spat down her cleavage. The last four guys were all crowded around her husband and were talking to him and congratulating him, which also put a barrier between him and Lisa.

This was when Mark stepped up to her. He moved in for a hug and whispered to her.

“For the rest of the day, you will help us get your husband *****; we want him so ***** that you need our help to carry him up to your room. After that, we will have some more fun. ok, my little fuck slave?"

Mark pulled back and looked Lisa in the eye, and with a tear in her eye, she nodded. Mark moved in for a kiss on her cheek, and this time he said

“Prove you agree by squatting down and licking my balls.”.

Lisa was shocked as she looked down to see Mark pulling his cock and balls out of his trousers. She was so shocked that her parents might see that she quickly dropped and ran her tongue over the balls. The sound of her dress crumpling to the floor made her husband turn and ask if she was okay. Mark quickly covered his cock as Lisa stood up and said she had dropped an ear ring and was picking it up. By the time she had lied, Mark had put his cock away and moved on to her husband to chat.

Lisa was still in shock at what had just happened. All the guys had groped her so openly right next to her husband, and Mark had made her promise to get her husband ***** so they could all use her again on her wedding night. But worse of all, she was made to lick Mark's balls within arms reach of her new husband.

The rest of the meal went without any abusive problems for Lisa. She once again got lost in the magic of her wedding day. Eating her food, talking with her new husband on one side of her and her father on the other.

However, there were several waiters who arrived at her husband's side with glasses of scotch, brandy, and rum, all bought for him by anonymous guests. These, combined with the champagne that was given to the couple very quickly, had an effect on her husband. Lisa was asked several times by her husband if she minded him drinking so much. Lisa reluctantly said it was fine and he should be enjoying today as much as she was.

After the meal, everyone was moved out into the foyer to wait for the room to be set up for the DJ and the party that was to follow. Lisa did her best to make sure she was with anyone but the guys who would grope at her. Every so often, she walked past one of them, or they walked past her, and they would stroke her ass or across her front. To anyone else looking at it, it looked like it was two people who were just moving past each other, but Lisa knew that the guys were doing it on purpose.

Before the guests were moved into the main room, Mark moved to Lisa and said, "I've been talking with the six waiters that have just served us all food; they all think you are a hot ass bride. Imagine their surprise when I told them that I own you and that if they want you to suck them all off, all they have to do is ask me. Sure enough, it didn’t take long for them to ask me, and of course I said yes. So there is a staff room down that corridor over there, and inside there are six horny young waiters waiting to have their cocks sucked. Better hurry; I don’t want anyone missing you. Do you?”.

With that said, Mark moved away to talk with other guests. Lisa was once again stunned, but she knew the consequences of disobeying Mark, so she found herself moving slowly towards the corridor. A friend of hers asked if she could talk, but Lisa responded that she had something to see the hotel staff about, something for the evening, and moved on down the corridor.

At the end of the corridor was a staff-only sign on a door. Lisa knocked and heard “come in." She slowly moved inside and was greeted by six guys ranging in age from 18 to 28. Lisa was quick to close the door; she didn’t want any wedding guests to see her going inside. Once the door was closed, there was an awkward silence, and nobody moved. Lisa could tell the guys were unsure if this was going to happen, so she decided if she wanted to get back to her wedding without being missed, she would have to start things off. She slowly dropped to her knees and said, “Who’s first?”.

The guys smiled, unzipped their trousers, and moved towards the kneeling bride in front of them. Their cocks were nothing special; they were average in size. Lisa moved her head forward to take the first cock into her mouth; she was keen to get these guys to cum as soon as possible. The guys were soon crowded around her as she sucked, licked, and deep-chased the first cock. The waiter was horny and not very experienced, so he didn’t last long. Soon he was giving Lisa a mouthful of cum. No sooner had he finished than another guy pushed his cock into her mouth. Other cocks were ****** into her hands while her tits were groped through her dress. The whole time, Lisa was only concentrating on making these guys fast. The guys couldn’t believe this bride was being such a slut, giving them the best blowjobs they ever had.

In less than 10 minutes, Lisa had sucked all six of them off and swallowed their cum. She stood up and didn’t say a word as she moved to the door and left. As she closed the door, she heard the woops and laughter of the waiters. Lisa was again humiliated and wanted to break down in tears, but she couldn't; she needed to stay strong and get back to her guests.

As Lisa joined the guests, everyone was moved into the party room, and the night began. Lisa’s husband was buying more and more drinks. At one point, she saw Mark and a few guys doing shots with her husband. He was so ***** by the time of the first dance that she practically had to hold him up as they moved slowly on the dance floor.

Mark made sure that he put in lots of requests for music with the DJ so as to get as many people on the dance floor as possible. The effect was to get everyone dancing back to back, making so little space that nobody noticed as he and the other guys groped and squeezed at Lisa’s body. The night seemed to go by so slowly for Lisa. Her body was taking a brief break from being touched, and the party was drawing to a close. Several people had already spoken to Lisa about how ***** her husband was. Lisa just smiled and said he’s enjoying himself. Some of her female friends even asked her how she was going to have a “good night” with him like that. Lisa just replied, “The honeymoon will make up for that.”.

The party was soon over, and all that seemed to be left were Mark and the guys and a few other drunken guests. Mark approached Lisa and rather loudly offered to “help” Lisa and her husband get to their room. Lisa reluctantly agreed, and Mark called over two other guys to help with the drunken groom. As the guys carried the groom up the lift and down the corridor to the bridal suite, Lisa was getting more and more nervous. As they arrived in the room, her groom was so out of it he couldn’t even answer Mark's simple question, “Where are you?" Mark then took this to another level; he started to tell Mark that his wife was a slut, a dirty cheating little fuck slut who loves to be used and abused by groups of guys.

Lisa was stunned. Was her husband really that ***** that he wouldn’t remember what he’d just heard? He didn’t respond; he just lay there in his drunken state. Mark asked him if he wanted a wedding day blow job; he didn’t say anything, but he did smile. Mark then slapped Lisa’s ass and told her to “get going.”.

Lisa looked at him and pleaded with him to not make her do this. Mark said, “Are you forgetting your slave now? I own you; I tell you what to do; you will do everything I say and do it without question; if I tell you to suck, you will suck; if I say fuck, you fuck. Besides, don’t you want to make your husband happy?”?

Lisa reluctantly dropped to her knees at the foot of the bed and started unzipping her husband's trousers. She reached in and pulled out his limp cock. Mark and the two guys laughed at Lisa’s hand, trying to get enough of his cock out so she could start sucking it. She soon had gotten into a rhythm of stroking and licking it to try and get him hard. Every so often, her husband would moan or say "yes, baby” as she licked his cock. As soon as his cock looked even remotely hard, Mark announced, “Time to consummate this marriage.” He then moved behind Lisa and flipped her dress up onto her back. Lisa popped her groom's cock out of her mouth, but before she could say anything, Mark glared at her and told her to “carry on like the slut she is." Everyone laughed when the groom repeated, "Yeah, carry on, don’t stop." Lisa dropped her head back into his lap and continued to try to get him hard. Mark grabbed the plug in Lisa’s pussy and pulled it out; it came out with a pop, and Lisa groaned as it popped out. Mark then reached inside her pussy, found the pants, and pulled them out of her still-dripping hole. He took the pants and put them over Lisa’s head, so she was wearing them over her hair and eyes.

Mark then dropped his trousers and rammed his hard cock into Lisa’s pussyfoot, forcing Lisa into her husband's lap. She soon recovered and managed to carry on sucking his cock while getting pounded by Mark. The guys were all laughing at her, watching the slut in her wedding dress sucking her husband's limp cock while getting fucked from behind by the best man.

Mark was determined that he was going to fuck Lisa until she sucked her husband off. Lisa couldn’t believe that her wedding night was being spent sucking her drunken, passed-out husband's cock while being fucked by the best man. She did her best to keep her husband's cock hard, but it was difficult as Mark was pounding into her so hard. Eventually Lisa felt her husband's cock swelling up, and he started to cough in her mouth. The groom made noises, letting the room know that he was coughing. Mark told Lisa that she was to let his cum fall back out onto his balls and trousers, so he knows that he’s cum when he wakes up in the morning. Lisa allowed his cum to drop from her mouth and down onto her husband's shrinking cock and all over his wedding trousers.

Mark saw this, grabbed Lisa’s head, ****** it down into the cum, and started fucking her harder, faster, and deeper than he had ever fucked her before. Soon he was unloading into her pussy. He spanked her ass several times and told her to leave her ***** face in her husband's cum while the other guys used her slut hole.

Both guys step up one at a time and fuck her pussy. Both slap her ass and shoot a hot load inside her pussy. Mark makes Lisa raise her head; he pulls off the pants and stuffs them back inside her pussy. “Now listen, slut, I’ve left a package on the table over there; it's your wedding present from me. There’s instructions inside that you will follow, do you understand?”

Lisa nodded as a tear rolled down her face. Mark slapped her face and spat at her, landing his spit in her left eye. The other 2 guys approached her; one spat in her face, and the other spat at her tits.


As the hotel door closed, Lisa slumped to the floor and started crying. The first time all day she could let her emotions out, she sobbed and sobbed for at least 30 minutes. Finally, she stood up and moved towards the package.

Lisa opened the large box and glimpsed clothing under a page with instructions written on it. The instructions read:

Here, inside this box are the items you will be using on your honeymoon.

There is a phone that has a camera for you to record all of your activities. It has only 1 number stored, which is mine, so when I text or call you with more instructions, you will follow them.

There is a slutty maids outfit that, if your husband sees it, you can tell him it's for him, but you will get further instructions on how and when to use it.

There are 14 bikinis, each labeled, so you know which one to use on which day of your honeymoon. You will wear each one on the specified day and take pictures to prove you wore it. As the days go on, the bikinis get smaller and more revealing, and you will make up whatever excuse you need to convince your husband that it's okay to wear them.

Inside, there are also 14 glass bottles of clear liquid. Each night as you and your man eat, you are to pour the liquid into his drink; it won't hurt him; just make him feel ***** and pass out, leaving you free to do as you are instructed throughout the night.

I have packed two plugs for your ***** holes. Anytime you wear a dress, you will put it inside your holes and keep it there.

I’m also giving you a “scavenger hunt” style list. Over the next 2 weeks, you must:

ensure you have at least 1 mans cum with each meal, either sprayed straight onto your food or in a glass to be *****.

Get a different man to help apply your sun lotion every day.

You are not permitted to return home with tan lines.

Aside from the instructions I text you, you will get two pictures per day of the cocks that are fucking you.

So slut, there’s your instructions; follow them all; otherwise, you will be punished severely.

After reading the instructions, Lisa went through the box. The bikini marked day 1 was a normal black and white striped bikini.

Lisa thought it was no different from anything you would see at a public pool or beach. As she looked through the others, though, she noticed that each was more and more revealing, until the last one was tiny, thin strings with two tiny triangles to cover her nipples and an even smaller triangle to cover her pussy.

There was no way her husband was going to allow her to wear that. She sobbed as she realized that she would have to wear it; otherwise, she would be punished and maybe have the video of her hen night *******.

She looked through the rest of the box and moved aside the phone and glass bottles. The two plugs were slightly larger than the ones she currently had inside her. Lisa then came to the maid's outfit. It consisted of a black bra with white frills around the cups. Lisa checked and saw the bra was a size smaller than she normally wears. The pants were a tiny black string with nothing but string to cover her holes. There was also a tiny black apron with white frills all around the edge. Black stockings and black 5-inch heels. There was also a feather duster to complete the maid look.

Lisa couldn’t take it all in; the day had started so well but ended in her sexual degradation, humiliation, and being controlled by her best man.

Lisa packed all the contents of the box into her suitcase and moved to the bathroom to take a shower. She had to peel her bra from her body; it was like peeling glue from her skin. It felt good as the water ran over her body, washing away the cum, spit, and marker pen that had been ****** upon her. She spent an hour in the shower scrubbing and washing the day's torment away.

Lisa finally got into bed at almost 4 a.m.Her husband was fast asleep when he was dropped onto the bed. His cock was still out and covered in his own cum. Lisa started planning what she would tell him in the morning and how she would do everything she was instructed to do on her honeymoon.

Lisa must have fallen asleep because she was awoken by her husband moving around. His head was hurting, and he couldn’t remember a thing. Lisa had to explain that she pulled his trousers down to give him a married blow job, but as she was sucking, he must have fallen asleep. She didn’t realize until he had cum; she was pissed off, so she spat his cum back on his cock. He couldn’t say sorry enough; he begged for forgiveness and promised he would make it up to her, but right now they needed to get a move on to catch the plane.

They caught the plane without a problem. The flight went well; Lisa and her husband slept and watched movies. Once they landed, Lisa felt the phone Mark had given her vibrate. When she could, she looked at it. Mark's text read: The holiday starts today, which means you have two guys to fuck today.

Lisa quickly put the phone away and started thinking about how she would achieve her task.

When they arrived at the hotel, Lisa was still worried when they were led up to their honeymoon suite. The porter showing them around was stealing glances at Lisa every chance he got. When her husband found that the mini bar wasn’t working, he asked the porter to sort it. The porter responded in broken English that he would need to go to reception to sort it. Her husband said he was going to reception to sort it out; would she tip the porter? As soon as her husband had left, Lisa took a deep breath and said, "I don’t have money, but you can have me as a tip, but if you want a fuck, you have to be quick.”.

The porter looked shocked, but soon he was pulling his trousers down. Lisa lay back on the sofa and pulled her dress up. She moved her pants to one side and told him to hurry. The porter fell forward, impaling Lisa with his cock. His cock was bigger than Hubby's, but she was still stretched from the wedding day, so he slid inside her easily enough. Lisa was praying that he would come soon so she didn’t get caught. The porter was fucking her hard and fast; he reached up and grabbed her tits, pulled her top down, and moved her bra so he could lick her nipples. Lisa started begging him to cum for her, cum inside her, and fuck her hard. Suddenly, she remembered she needed a picture of him fucking her. She told him to stop and pass her bag; she then handed him the phone and told him to take a picture of her with his cock inside her pussy. Once the picture was taken, she told him to fuck her again. Seeing this slutty newly married bride lying with her pants pulled to one side, her tits hanging out of her bra, and begging him to fuck her, the porter was soon pulsing inside her pussy. Lisa felt him cum and quickly told him to get off her and get out. The porter was a little shocked, but, as he was told, he left with a glint in his eye that said he would get another go at this slutty wife again before her holiday ended.

Once he left, Lisa went to the toilet to clean up and, at the same time, sent the picture to Mark. She quickly got a response that read: 1 down, 1 to go. Lisa was in too much of a rush to think about that.

It wasn’t long before Hubby returned and started boring Lisa with what the woman at reception had said. What did get her attention was that the maintenance team would be up to fix the fridge within the next hour. Lisa instantly started thinking about how she could get rid of hubby before the maintenance guy arrived, then she could fuck him and please Mark, then she could start to enjoy her honeymoon.

Lisa and hubby moved out onto the balcony and took in the amazing sea view. They held each other and kissed like the happy newlyweds that they are. Lisa managed to convince her husband to go down the beach and find out if there’s any bars, restaurants, or water sports vendors while she takes a shower and unpacks their cases. Hubby hates unpacking and so happily agreed. Lisa managed to keep him there with small talk until the door knocked and the maintenance team arrived. Lisa opened the door to see not one but two guys standing there in gray overalls. One was black, and the other was Hispanic. They greeted Lisa and said they were there to fix the mini fridge; one was the maintenance guy and the other was in training. Did she mind if they both came in? Lisa allowed them both in and hurried hubby out. She hadn’t thought about what would happen if there were two of them, but she needed to complete her task. The guys moved to the fridge and started working. They both found Lisa attractive but were too professional to stare at her; it didn’t stop them from exchanging glances at each other about the hot wife. Lisa went into the bathroom and stripped down to her underwear. When the guys had finished, they asked Lisa to sign their work ticket. Lisa came out of the bathroom dressed in nothing but a black lace bra and pants. The guys were stunned, even more so when the hot wife said she knew the perfect way to thank them for such a great job.


Lisa dropped to her knees and started rubbing their crotches; it didn’t take long for their cocks to get hard. The guys quickly dropped their overalls to reveal a 7-inch fat Hispanic cock and the biggest longest black cock Lisa had ever seen; it must have been at least 12 inches long. Lisa started stroking their cocks. She leaned forward and started sucking each cock in turn. Both men were getting harder and bolder. They started holding her head as she sucked their cocks, forcing their cocks deeper into her mouth and down her throat. While one was getting sucked, the other was being stroked. Lisa was soon drooling from how much her mouth was getting fucked. Her neck and tits were glistening with her spit. The black guy took his cock from her mouth, covered in saliva, and started smacking it on her tits. He reached behind her and unsnapped her bra; soon, her tits were free for the guys to grope. They took one each and played with her nipples, squeezed her tit flesh, and smacked them with their cocks. Lisa continued to drool all over her tits, with no bra in the way to collect the spit, which now ran down between her tits and over her toned stomach towards her pants. As the Hispanic guy was fucking Lisa’s face, the black guy pushed his cock between her tits, and using her own spit, he started fucking her tits. Every so often, the friction would make her tits dry out, so he grabbed her head and told her to spit in her cleavage. He added his spit to hers and continued fucking her tits.

Soon, the guys stood Lisa up and threw her onto the bed. She was placed with her legs hanging over one end of the bed. The black guy straddled her chest; he spat several times on her tits before sliding his cock between her soft tits again. The other guy pulled her black lace pants off and lifted her legs up onto his shoulders. He then rubbed her now-soaking pussy a few times before pushing his cock balls deep into her dripping pussy. Lisa was being pounded in her pussy and on her chest. She stuck her tongue out and was licking the tip of the black cock fucking her chest. The black guy looked down at her face, her mouth open, taking as much of his cock as she could as he fucked her tits. He asked her if she'd always been such a slut?. Lisa replied with the easiest answer she could think of: "Yes," she said. Then she thought about Mark; she needed pictures; she could reach her bag and get the phone out; she handed it to the guys and asked them to take pictures of them using her. The guys happily agreed and started taking picture after picture of their cocks inside her pussy, between her tits, and in her mouth. One picture had her face clearly showing, with a cock resting on each eye.

After the pictures, Lisa told the guys they needed to hurry up and finish before her husband came back. The guys didn’t need to tell me twice; this time they swapped places. The Hispanic took her tits, and after spitting on them several times, he started fucking them hard and fast like they were pussies. The black guy started easing his huge cock into her pussy. Even with all the fucking and stretching it had had over the last 2 days, this guy was still too big for her. She complained and asked that they swap back; the guys just laughed at her and said, “Shut the fuck up, slut, and enjoy it." With that, the black guy thrust deep into her pussy, making Lisa scream out. As she opened her mouth to scream, the other guy spat in her mouth and then stuffed her own pants in her mouth to keep her quiet. The guys then built up a steady rhythm of fucking her pussy and tits. The guy between her tits was the first to cum; he stopped fucking her tits and stroked himself off until he shot spurt after spurt over her face, neck, and tits. Lisa was blinded in her left eye and could taste cum seeping through her pants onto her tongue. The black guy kept going—harder, deeper, faster—and he kept drilling his cock into her until he was ready to cum. He pulled out of her pussy and moved to her face; he too stroked his cock over her face until he added to the cum coating her face. He aimed for her right eye, sealing that shut just like the left. 

Lisa couldn’t see, but she heard the sound of several phones taking pictures of her. She felt her phone be thrown onto the bed next to her, and still she heard pictures being taken for their own personal collection.

As the guys left, they said, "Thanks; we will fake your signature for the fridge work; see you around.”.

Lisa heard the door close, and she reached up and cleared her eyes. She found her phone and sent the picture of the two cocks resting on her eyes to Mark.