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men,” he cut her off, “who have long admired the lovely young wife of Jeffery Ryan. They are, of course, quite a bit older than your deceased husband but not yet impotent. I’m sure you are acquainted with each of them: there’s a doctor, two lawyers, a judge, a school administrator, a clergyman, and two business men, eight in all not counting myself.”
    Kathy inched closer placing her hands on his knees, “I beg you, Master Ruben, please, please....I can’t do that...can’t face them.”
    “But you can and will,” he said sternly. “You are to be blindfolded. Whenever one of the men wants you to suck his cock he will guide you to it by the leash. If he wants to fuck your ass, he need only pull down on the leash and you will lower your head to the floor and raise your ass.” Tears began to run down Kathy’s face as she shook her head in despair. “Remember your sister-in-law, remember the rats,” Ruben warned.
    Kathy brushed away the tears and bowed her head, “I...I’ll do what you say,” she said.
    “Of course, you will. Jane is to attend to your make-up. After you have swallowed the cum of a guest, Jane will wipe your face, apply fresh lipstick, and do whatever else needs to be done so that you will look desirable for next man who wants you.” He paused leaning back in his chair imagining the scene. After a moment he sat up again and stared silently at her until she began to tremble. “They will have you, Mrs. Ryan, eight highly placed men in the community. You will take the cum of each one of them either in your mouth or ass.” He closed his eyes for a moment and smiled. “Then, in the coming weeks,” he continued, “these same men will be at the Country Club when you accompany me there. And you, my dear, will not know which of them shoved his cock up your ass or which of them slid his prick between your warm lips.”
    He chuckled as he watched her cheeks redden. “But they will know. From now on whenever you go to the bank, or consult a lawyer, or greet a judge, or shop in a store, or eat in a restaurant it will never be as it was. Perhaps some of them will, with a wink or a whisper, compliment you at the Country Club. Others may prefer to keep you guessing. Since I have not sworn them to secrecy, soon the whole town will know that the pure and faithful wife of Jeffery Ryan has sucked the cocks and given her ass to many of the town’s most prominent citizens.” He leaned toward her, leering, “After that, neither your husband’s reputation nor your own will be worth cat shit in this town!”
    “How can you be so....so...”
    “Despicable,” he interrupted. “It’s easy, Mrs. Ryan, and gives me pleasure.” He sat back again, “Yes, my revenge gives me great pleasure indeed.” He held his hand out toward her. “Kiss it,” he said. Kathy glanced away, then lifted her head and pressed her lips to the back of his hand. “You are learning, my little pet.” Half standing, he unbuckled his belt and pushed both his trousers and shorts down to his ankles. The warm fetid odor washed over her, his fat white cock and heavy testicles dangled in front of her face for a moment before he sat down. Slowly he moved to the edge of the leather chair and drew his knees back, presenting her with the huge pale sweaty expanse of his pimpled ass at the center of which was his black hairy hole. “Do you like what you see, Mrs. Ryan?” he snickered. Kathy said nothing. “Damn you, bitch!” he shouted.
    “Yes,” Kathy said quickly, “yes, I like what I see.”
    “I also want you to recognize me by my scent.” He drew his legs farther back. “Come forward, my pet, and sniff. Bury your nose between my ass cheeks and breathe deeply until I tell you to stop.” Kathy felt her stomach turn and forced back the gorge that had started to rise. “Do it!” Ruben demanded. She pressed her face between his parted ass cheeks until the tip of her nose touched his dark hole. The stench was unbearable. He kept