Honeymoon Hell
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Honeymoon hell
I was always warning my22 year old blonde wife Mel about her driving, she was just so careless, and drove too fast.Well this time she?d really gone and done it, she?d gone right into the side of a police car, and if that wasn?t bad enough, we were in a foreign land, they?d probably through the book at her.
We were in Turkey on our honeymoon, we?d got married only the day before.It had all been one mad rush, straight from the reception we?d dashed straight to the airport, just a quick change of clothes and we were on the plane.
Their faces filled with rage the two Turkish police officers made their way to our car. Seeing my wife who?s a large breasted 5 foot 10inch woman on a slim frame, their eyes seem to light up.One was in his late 30?s, and the larger of the pair, and the other was in his early 20?s.
Latter we?d find out the older of the two was called Osman, and the younger Ahmet, but at this time to us they were just mealy a pair of very angry policemen.
Seeing were foreigners, Osman demanded to see our passports.In broken English he said, ?You British, not married, Yes?.
?No Sir, we just got married yesterday, my wife?s wedding dress is still in her case? I replied.
Smiling at each other, myself and Mel were at their mercy, little did we know what price we?d have to pay.
? You?ve committed a very bed crime, six months in the women?s Jail? sighed Osman.
?It?s a very bad place, Lots of the female prisoners as lesbians, and the male guards they do terrible things to western women like yourself? added Ahmet.
By now both myself and Mel were desperate, the thought of my wife going to Jail wasso bad I just couldn?t comprehend it.
?Please, please there must be some other way, we have money? I cried.
?We?ll go back to our station, you need to be interrogated further? announced Osman.
The pair of us sitting in the back of the police car with Osman at the wheel, Ahmet driving out hired car behind, we were soon at the station.It was a small stone built building, run down in appearance nothing like the police stations we were use to back in England.
Unceremoniously we were both manhandled into the building the door firmly locked behind us.
?You will be both stripped searched? grinned Ahmet.
?Stripped searched, what ever for, my wife has only crashed a car? I gasped in amazement.
?You seem to forget, you are in a foreign country, if we wish we could detain you here indefinitely.Now take off your clothes? bellowed Osman.
Shamefaced myself and Mel began to remove our clothes, it was humiliating enough for my wife to be seen naked by these two men, but if anything it was even worse for me.As a boy I?d suffered countless humiliation in the sports changing rooms at school, smaller than anyone else I?d ever seen, I was dreading this moment.
?Very nice, but I didn?t know we had two ladies present? laughed Ahmet pointing to my cock which hung limply between my legs, measuring less than 1 inchin length.
?Oh my, are all English men as small as you? added Osman smirking.
To ashamed to even look at Mel, all I could reply was ?No Sir?.
?Leave him alone he?s just average? cried Mel, standing there naked her large 38D bust on full display for the men to see.
?Take out you cock lets show her what real men look like Ahmet? grinned Osman.
I could hardly bring myself to look as both men, undid their trousers, and released their cocks.Osman?s dick although not fully stiff was a good 7 inches, and very fat, where as Ahmet who was fully hard must have been between 8 and 9 inches though not as fat as his older colleague.
?How can you be so big? gasped Mel, who?d only ever slept with me.?You told me you were average, these men are huge, did you lie to me? she added with a frown looking at me straight in the eye.
?I?m so sorry, you were happy with my dick until you seen this pair? I replied.
?I think we should punish him for impersonating as a man, don?t you? announced Osman.
?Yes he?s clearly not a real man, perhaps we should make him wear this as part of his punishment? roared Ahmet, holding up my wife?s wedding dress which he?d just removed from Mel?s case.
?Good what else did you wear underneath that? added Osman, speaking to my wife.
?This corset, these stockings, oh and these panties? replied Mel.
?Oh my god, why did you have to tell them that? I shirked.
?Because you lied, and because your not a real man? barked Mel.
I could hardly believe what was happening, these two Turkish policemen were going to feminize me, and my wife of just one day was helping them.
Humiliated beyond words I was forced to stand there as Mel helped me dress into her clothes.Making matters worse the lacy garment strangely began to turn me on, my cock growing to its full 4 inches for all to see.
?Your actually enjoying this aren?t you, your not a man at all?, roared Mel aggressively.
?I?m sorry I don?t know what?s come over me, I feel so ashamed? I whispered as the dress was slipped onto me covering my embarrassment.
?Lock him in this cell?, cried Osman, as Ahmet took me roughly by the arm and bundled me into the nearest cell.Trapped within the confines of the stone walls and iron bars I was totally helpless, less than a few feet away stood Mel, naked, and vulnerable.
My mind was in a whirl, as Mel willingly lay down on a wooden benchjust a few feet from the bars of my cell.I couldn?t believe my eyes my wife was actually offering herself on a plate to the two men, how could this be.I felt so confused, angry, and yet turned on at the same time.Osman and Ahmet, were both so manly, their cock?s so much bigger than mine, I?d never felt so inferior in all of my life.
Biting my lip, I watched as Mel opened her legs and allowed Osman into her pussy, whilst Ahmet eased his big cock into her mouth.?Oh my god, what are you doing to her? I cried much to the men?s amusement.
I know I should have been furious, and so jealous, but I wasn?t, the sight of my lovely wife being used like a whore by these two well hung men was turning me on like never before.Aroused, out of my mind, I lifted up the wedding dress, rummaging through the many layers of lacy petticoats, I began to play with my rock hard little dick.
?Look he?s playing with his little thing? laughed Ahmet.
Turning to my direction Mel had a look of pure disgust on her face.There I was dressed in her bridal gown, corset and stockings, wanking my brains out as she was being used by two big Turkish men.
Removing his cock from Mel?s mouth Ahmet made his way towards my cell, almost instinctively I knew what he wanted me to do.Falling to my knees, I opened my mouth, as he positioned his cock between the bars.
?Bitch?, was his only utterance as I began to perform oral upon him.What a picture I must have made, dressed as a sissy, sucking on his big Turkish cock, as my wife lay feet away being fucked by his mate.
Somehow being dressed in such a manner, seemed to make me feel really submissive, actually I began to feel that I wasn?t a real man at all.Judging by the size of my little cock, next to Osman and Ahmet, I don?t suppose I was.
By now Mel seemed to be really enjoying herself, the noises she was making were so unlike her normal self.Suddenly I realized that this was the first time she?d had sex since we?d wed, Osman not me was consummating our marriage.
Suddenly both men began grunting very loudly, Osman was about to pump his seed into Mel?s tight gash, as Ahmet was about to do the same to me mouth.Like a pair of common whores myself and my wife, were about to receive the cum of our Turkish friends.
My face covered in cum, my throat coated in Turkish spunk, I began to cum myself.Wanking like a man possessed I shot my load into the many layers of the lacy petticoats.
No sooner than my eyes opened was I met by the sight of Osman?s still erect juice covered cock.?clean me? he ordered.
Opening my mouth I invited his big fat penis inside.Licking and cleaning I was soon performing oral on his dick as well, like Ahmet before I sucked him off, as his younger colleague fucked my now slut wife.
For the next few hours it continued in the same way, Ahmet and Osman used me and my wife as their cum receptacles, husband and wife ?cum sluts? for their Turkish masters.
For the whole of my honeymoon I was kept prisoner in that cell.Mel was in fact released, allowed to proceed to our awaiting villa just a few miles away.By the time she eventually came to fetch me at the end of our stay, she could hardly walk properly, fucked virtually non stop by Osman and Ahmet, her once tight pussy had been ruined forever.
Returning home, Mel told me that she?d lost all respect for me, she no longer saw me as a real man anymore.As a result she insisted that I be feminised at all times when we were alone at home together.In effect I became her male maid, and 8 months latter when she gave birth to her twin boys which she name Osman and Ahmet I became her nanny as well.
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