The Vicar's Wife (Part One)

Michael spoke up, but I could detect the anger and frustration in his voice.
“Ok. Ok. There was no need to have laboured the point; my wife was hardly going to say she wanted all that intrusive attention. But the fact still remains, I don’t believe what you’ve been doing to my wife was recognised medical treatment.”
“So now you’re the expert on the medical treatments used to treat women's problems?”
“Of course not. But there’s no point in arguing, let’s just get going. The sooner we get to the hospital, the sooner we’ll see the back of you villains.”
“And we have your word as a man of god, that when we get you there, there will be no mention of your wife’s treatment?”
“Yes. You lot don’t deserve to get away with it. And I’m sure my wife is practicing her Christian beliefs, and forgiving those who trespass against her in a more resolute manner than I could ever do. But if she wishes to let this drop, then providing we get underway now, I will abide by her will.”

“Ok lads, looks like everybody’s happy, so let’s get the show on the road. Who’s gonna take the next turn at the wheel?”
“Ok, I’ll miss her next show,” answered Roy, as he got to his feet.
“What do you mean next show? There’s not going to be any more of that disgusting behaviour.”
Roy had ignored Michael’s protest, and was now in the driver’s seat, and within seconds the engine was running, and we were off.
Ian looked at Michael and said.
“Are you saying you want your wife to suffer the pain?”
“Don’t be so stupid, or is it that you think I’m stupid? If you are as you claim medically trained, you must have painkillers of some kind you can give her.”
“I see; you still think you're an expert on the medical treatments used to treat women's problems? Well Mr know-it-all; do you have any idea just how strong the dosage of a normal painkiller needs to be to subdue the vaginal nervous system?”
“Of course not.”

“I bet your good lady has. Ok Shirley, have you ever suffered period pains?”
I felt embarrassed about answering, and I began to blush.
“Come on love, it’s a common enough problem.”
“Yes.”
“Have you ever tried Aspirin or any other normal painkiller?”
“Yes, but they don’t really help.”
“There you are Rev. without me prompting her. I’d have to give her a dangerous dosage, to even dull the pain. It takes very specially developed blockers to do any good at all. And as we don’t carry that kind of drug, using your good lady’s natural pain blocker is obviously the safest and most sensible method. Wouldn’t you agree?”

Michael didn’t reply, he looked up at me, as if to ask my opinion. But by now, maybe prompted by all this talk about my pain, it had returned, and was making me feel very uncomfortable. Ian instantly picked-up on my distress.
“Can’t you see she’s in pain right now? She was due for more treatment ten minutes ago.”
Michael looked bewildered, as he asked.
“Are you ok my dear?”
“It's hurting a little, but if you don’t think these men are behaving properly, then I’m prepared to suffer the pain until we get to the hospital. If it still as bad then, I’ll get the doctors there to examine me.”
“See. My wife doesn’t want you lecherous beasts anywhere near her.”
“You pompous self-indulgent ass! Can’t you see the pain she’s in, but for the sake of your pride, she’s prepared to suffer. And you like the spineless creature you are, are prepared to let her. If you were a real man, you’d ask her outright, which she’d prefer, pain or the minor embarrassment of our treatment.”
Michael again looked my way, and as he did, I felt a sudden twinge of pain. It must have showed on my face.
“Is it getting worse?”

Had I done that deliberately to push Michael into letting these men abuse me again? I knew these arousals were taking the hurt away, even if it was just because every fibre of my body was being stimulated with sexual hormones! And I guess I have to admit, I’d never before experienced pleasure like these men were giving me. But could I be using my minor injury to deceitfully manoeuvre Michael into a corner?
I replied, “A little.”
Ian butted in.
“Be a man, ask her.”
Michael looked first at Ian with a scowl on his face, and then turning to me, looking totally out of his depth.
“Well?”
“I’ll do what ever you want.”
“No dear. Maybe he's right, perhaps I am being selfish, after all you're the only one who knows just how painful it is.”
“I’m sorry Michael, but what they do to me does help.”
“There you are; I thought as much.”
Gibed Ian.

“Don’t gloat, just get on with it. And once you’ve treated her, you leave her alone until she asks you.”
Michael was still propped up, and I was sitting on the bed, still naked. Ian came and sat alongside me, and with his arm around my shoulder, he looked across at Michael.
“The old-man likes giving his orders, doesn’t he?”
I couldn’t side with Ian, so I just ignored his jibe.
“It’s like that is it? Ok, if you’re gonna get all high and mighty; let’s see how you get on without our help.”
I looked at him inquisitively, not knowing what he meant.
“Get on with it, there’s the box of toys, lets see what you can do?”

He expected me to use these sex toys on myself whilst they watched! I sat there petrified, but on looking at Michael, his facial expressions were egging me on, as if he preferred this to having these men doing it to me. But for me, this was ten times more embarrassing. At least while the men were abusing me, I had some kind of excuse that it was out of my control. I reached into the box and picked-up the first thing my fingers landed on, without even looking to see what it was. As my hand came out of the box, I could see I had a bright gold one, maybe just over an inch thick, and about seven or eight inches long. It was hard plastic, with a smooth surface, and a rounded end. I guessed it was supposed to be inserted into my love hole, or pussy as these men called it, to act as a substitute for a penis. Still in a sitting position, I parted my knees, exposing my pussy to the gaze of everyone. Then with my left hand, I used my fingers to open the folds of my pussy, as my right hand lowered this silly thing in between my thighs, and then slowly I moved it towards my hole. As I felt the end of it touch my skin, Ian spoke up.

“Haven’t you forgotten something?”
I stopped, both hands frozen into that humiliating position, while I looked across towards Ian.
“What?”
“Well my dear, its up to you, of course, but before I’d ever try to insert anything into such a lovely tight little pussy like yours, I’d always make sure it was fully aroused, and producing lots of that wonderful juice to lubricate it. Otherwise, it will hurt like hell. Oops, sorry vicar. I meant it will hurt like crazy, and could even tear your delicate pussy lining. And another small thing, you haven’t turned it on yet.”
“Turned it on?”
“The vibrator, its battery powered, and it’s called a vibrator, because when you turn it on it vibrates.”

I lifted this thing I now knew as a vibrator, up from in between my thighs, and looked all around it. Sure enough, on the flat end of it was a little switch. I slid it across, and almost dropped the bloody thing as it suddenly began to vibrate in my hand. I must have looked so silly; I didn’t know what to do with it, or where to put it.
“Ok Shirley, either you’re one hell of an actress, or you’re the most naive girl I’ve ever met.”
At this point he got to his feet, and stood in direct line of sight between me and Michael, preventing either of us seeing each other.
“You don’t like doing this by yourself, do you?”
Ian must have known that just having Michael looking whilst I answered was intimidating, and maybe could be affecting my response. I didn’t use words, but I shook my head to indicate ‘No’.
“Do you want us to arouse you like before?”
I nodded to indicate ‘Yes’, but my lips also mouthed the words silently with a ‘Please’ tagged onto it.

“Ok boys; let’s take this little lady to heaven.”
And as he moved to one side, so Michael and I once again could see each other.
“Oh by the way Shirley, I guess you’d better tell your hubby what your answers were, I don’t want him accusing us of doing anything against your will.”
“I’m sorry Michael; with all of you watching it’s just too embarrassing doing it to myself.”
“Don’t you apologise my dear. If these men were genuine, and those things were necessary, they’d have given you your privacy, and let you ease your own pain.”
“Are you serious? If we’d have done that, by now she’d be in unbearable agony. Its seems almost impossible to believe you two have been married for over six months, your poor little wife doesn’t have the first idea about foreplay.”
Michael looked completely confused, it was obviously the first time he’d heard the word. But I guess I must have looked just as silly, as I had no idea what Ian was talking about either.

“Come on then Shirley, are you ready?”
I looked at Michael, and mouthed the word sorry, then turning to Ian.
“Do you want me to lie back on the bed?”
“That’s what I call a good little girl. You lie back and try to relax. Ok boys, we’ll take it in turns, lets show her what each of these little toys can do for a girl.”
Terry replied first.
“Ok. I’ll start the ball rolling if you like; I’ll show her what the ‘Gold Finger’ can do.”
And with that he picked up the gold vibrator I’d just had in my hand. He turned it back on again, and kind of waved it around in front of my face, like he was holding a light sabre off star wars.

“Close your eyes my little one.”
I closed my eyes, and I felt him take hold of my right hand. He turned my palm uppermost, and stroked the vibrating toy across my palm. My body shook! All he’d done was to stroke my palm, and I’d suddenly gone hot all over and my tummy began to pound. He whispered into my ear so softly; with his lips almost touching my ear.
“Good girl.”
His hot breath on my ear was in-itself exciting, but hearing his words of encouragement just amplified the excitement.
He slowly moved the vibrator from my palm, over my wrist, up the inside of my arm. As I felt the sensations getting ever nearer my body, or to be more precise, approaching my breasts, my nipples began to tingle. His words were still falling on my ear, soft and gentle carried on his hot breath. But it wasn’t what he was saying that fuelled my desire; it was the occasional touch of his lips on my earlobe. Each touch sending such a vibrant pulse through my body, and each pulse exploded like a firework in the sky. But these explosions were deep inside my pussy, causing a spasm like thrust, as it pulsed open.

This heavenly trance was broken, not suddenly, but like someone had walked in on a dream, with a gradual reality creeping in and bringing me down to earth.
“Ok Terry, I think you’ve had your turn.”
At first I couldn’t understand what was happening, but as I heard Terry answer, my true situation came flooding back, and I realised it had been Ian who’d been talking.
“Ohh come on. I’ve hardly even touched her yet.”
“That’s as maybe, but look at her. Her cunt is pouting like Marilyn Munro’s lips on a photo shoot. Another minute and she’ll be squirting cum in all directions.”
Now there was a battle going on, not just the battle of words between Ian and Terry, but knowing the reality of my situation, my arousal had just deflated, like someone sticking a knife into a tyre. But as terry was determined to carry on with his stimulation, he’d now run the length of my arms, encircled my breast, and was caressing my right nipple with his ‘Gold Finger’ vibrator. And if my arousal was that tyre deflating through a knife hole, Terry was pumping air back in at such a rate, he was beginning to win.

“So lets all work on her at the same time.”
I think that was about the last of their conversation I was conscious of, and all of the rest of this arousal I can only describe from watching the subsequent video. Terry had continued with his ‘Gold finger’, but Ian had selected some kind of double probe. It had one large and one small part, both made of soft latex, and when turned on, the large one bent and moved in a gyratory motion, but the smaller one just vibrated. Ian used the vibrating part to first rub along my slit, but then he concentrated his stimulation at the very head of it, just below my bush. I now know this is my clitoris, but at the time, all I knew was this vibration was driving me crazy; I could hardly sense anything else anyone was doing to me. But after about thirty seconds or so, Ian turned his device, and allowed the gyrating probe to roam my now dripping wet slit. On about the second gyration, it just slipped into my pussy hole, and still gyrating, he drove it in deep. Looking at the video, it was almost like my pussy had opened up and grabbed it as it was passing, sucking it into some kind of trap. Then I began to sense the vibrations; coming from my bottom! The smaller of the probes had been pushed in, and was making its presence known.

But I hear you ask, what about the other man? Well Jamie had opted for a very life-like looking penis, well life like apart from its size that is. This was a good ten inches long, and so fat he was having difficulty working it in and out of my mouth. So they took me to heaven as they'd promised, and yes, Ian was almost right, once they all dived in using their selected toys on all parts of my body, within a minute or so I was writhing about, squirting my cum in all directions. They then sat to one side to wait for my re-entry back to earth’s reality. Gradually I came to my senses, and like before, the first feeling was one of absolute elation, such a high was better than anything I'd experienced before. But then on seeing my poor Michael’s face, the guilt hit me. But this time, I can't remember feeling angry, I rather felt grateful to these men in a weird way.

Michael was first to speak.
“Are you finished now?”
I got up and went to where he was laid, his stretcher propped up so he’d been able to witness the whole thing, I knelt at his side, put my hand on his cheek.
“Oh Michael, I’m so sorry. Please forgive me.”
“Don’t say any more. The sooner this is all over the better.”
I kissed his lips, but as my lips left his, he angrily snapped.
“Enough. We don’t want that kind of behaviour in front of these animals.”
“Sorry. I just...”
“Enough.”
I got to my feet feeling very dejected, knowing I’d upset Michael, I turned and walked back to the bed, picked up my skirt, stepped into it, and began to pull it up.

Ian spoke.
“You heartless sod. Was there any need to treat her like that? For gods sake man all she did was to kiss you. And it shows how much you care about her; you haven’t even asked her if her pain is any easier.”
“Why don’t you keep your nose out, you’re not worried about her feeling pain. All you animals are interested in is getting some kind of perverted sexual pleasure by abusing her.”
By now I had my bra and blouse back on, and all I needed was my knickers, which Ian had in his pocket. Being as our normal weekend expeditions are nothing like this one, I only bring two spare pairs. As I’d changed into my first spare after getting wet, and then with Ian’s help cum in them, the pair in his pocket was my only clean one. I caught Ian’s eye, and asked.
“Can I have my knickers please?”
He pulled them from his pocket, and handed them to me.
“I can't see why you need to put them on; we’ll be upending you again in a few minutes.”
Michael gave Ian a look of death, but said nothing. Terry held up a latex penis, slightly smaller than the one Jamie had been using on my mouth. In fact, thinking back to when Terry was ramming his real penis into my mouth I’d guess this imitation one wouldn’t be far off being the same size. As he made some vulgar thrusting movements with it, he asked Michael.
“What’s wrong rev? Did you think that was her last show?”

“Please Ian, I’m begging you, can’t you let Michael out of that stretcher until we get to the hospital?”
“I’m sorry love, I explained earlier.”
“I know what you said, but surely, he doesn’t have to be trust down so tightly?”
Terry had unzipped his fly, and now had his erect penis in his hand as he asked.
“If we agreed to release him would you agree to a fuck?”
Michael almost choked as he spat out the words.
“You filthy animal! Shirley my dear, don’t even answer him.”
Ian looked at me, and then putting his arm around my shoulder.
“Come down here a minute.”
He walked me from the bedroom area, along towards the driving area, and stopped just behind the driver’s seat. The other two had followed, closing off the bedroom with Michael still in there. I was standing with my bottom pressed up against the sink unit, with the three men in a semi-circle facing me. Michael was protesting furiously in the bedroom, but it was only noise in the background, and we couldn’t hear what he was saying.

Ian asked.
“Well?”
“No, I couldn’t.”
“Why?”
“You can hear Michael.”
“We don’t want to fuck Michael.”
“Please. You know I’ve let you do those things to me, please don’t ask me to do this?”
“Let us? What are you saying? It wasn’t to ease your pain?”
“Well yes it does, but you know I’m doing it to keep you from using that video.”
“And because you like the feeling it gives you?”
I felt my face get hot as I blushed bright red.
“No.”
“You’re lying.”

Terry butted in.
“Enough of this talking, tell her either she does it willingly, or we’ll fuck her anyway, and then post the video on the net.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“Why not? All we need to do, is to get that cunt of yours pulsing again, and you’ll fuck like a good’n.”
“I I won't let you touch me again.”
“You silly bitch, we can take you back there by force, and once we get you going, you’ll fuck without a struggle. Then we cut the video with one of your earlier performances, to show you giving consent, and bobs your uncle.”

Ian put his hand up to Terry’s mouth, and then said.
“Ok Shirley, we don’t need to go down that road do we?”
“You wouldn’t do that would you?”
“I’m trying to be nice, but you have to help me.”
“What do you mean?”
“You know what terry just said was right?”
“Which part?”
“Once you’re hot, you won't care who is fucking you.”
“Please don’t say that.”
“Why isn’t it true?”
“It makes me sound so, I don’t know, slutty or cheap.”
“Don't be silly, it just means you’re normal. In fact, I’d go as far as to say, what I’ve seen of you so far, you’re special. Now I’ll ask again, do you think you’ll have the will to fight us off.”
I hung my head in shame, and whispered.
“No.”

“So cards on the table. You know we're gonna fuck you either one way or the other?”
I nodded.
“Answer please, the camera is still running.”
I’d forgotten that bloody camera.
“Yes.”
“I’m sorry my dear, but I want you to say the words.”
“Please don’t do this to me.”
“Do what.”
“Humiliate me like this. If you’re going to, you know, just do it. There’s no need to make me feel so dirty.”
“Ok, one question, and if you answer with the words I tell you, then we won't ask you anything else. Can we fuck you? You answer, ‘I give you all my permission to have sexual intercourse with me’. Is that acceptable language for you?”
What he and terry had said was right, I knew that one way or another, all of these men would make love to me, but I just thought maybe I could use the fact they wanted my permission, to get Michael untied.

“I’ll agree, but there are conditions.”
Terry snapped.
“Fuck her conditions; let’s just get her on that bed.”
Ian came in calmly.
“Steady on there Terry. Let’s hear what she wants.”
“You have to release Michael.”
“No problem there, but we have to fuck you first. Otherwise he’ll be going berserk.”
I couldn’t believe it, he'd agreed instantly. Yes I know he just said they wouldn’t do it before they'd made love to me; but I could understand his reasoning on that. Now what else did I want? I racked my brain; the video, I wanted that back as soon as they’d finished, you know, loving me.
“Ok, but I have your word you will release him once you’ve all, you know?”
“You have it, is that all?”
“No, one more thing, once you’ve all finished, I want the video.”
“And then hubby can go to the police? Don’t be silly. You get the video once we’ve left the hospital, and we know he hasn’t called the police.”

I hadn’t thought that one through, I could see now that there was no way they dare let me have it before Michael had been admitted, and they knew we hadn’t made any complaints.
“So my dear, face the camera, and say the magic words. ‘I give you all my permission to have sexual intercourse with me’.”
“Before I do, promise me I can trust you?”
“You can trust us. We’ll give you the fucking of a lifetime.”
“Please don’t be like that.”
“If you didn’t think you could trust us, you wouldn’t even be considering this. Now let’s hear the magic words.”
“Ok. I’ll let you all have sex with me.”
Terry came in quickly.
“We've already had sex with you, you silly bitch. That’s what all that poking and touching was. What we want now is to fuck the arse off you.”
“Now terry, don’t get her frightened. Come on Shirley, I tried to make it easy, giving you the right words. But being as Terry has such a velvet tongue, and such a mastery of the English language, what is your answer to what he just said?”

Feeling very timid, and my mannerism showing it, I replied.
“I’m sorry, that was what I meant.”
“So to quote Terry, ‘What we want now is to fuck the arse off you’, can we?”
“Yes.”
“There we go lads, a nice consent given straight to camera.”
Jamie spoke, which was very unusual.
“It’s no good.”
Ian turned to him.
“What do you mean?”
“If she goes back on it, or the vicar gets upset, then they could say we frigged the video to make it look like she was agreeing. She has to say the words.”
Ian spoke in a frustrated tone.
“For fucks sake! Look Shirley, we’ll be hear all fucking day at this rate, just say the words, to keep them happy.”
Even I was ready to say anything to get this over with.
“I give you...”
Terry butted in.
“Fuck that! Say my words. You can all fuck the arse off me.”
Ian stepped in.
“There’s no need for that.”
“Well I say there is, who the fuck does she think she is anyway, she’s got a cunt, and like it or not, she fucks like any bitch.”

Ian looked at me, with eyes that almost pleaded.
“Just to keep him happy? Please.”
I plucked up all my courage, and could hardly believe my ears.
“You can all fuck my arse. I mean, oh god. I’ll let you all fuck the arse off me."
Ian looked first at Terry, then Jamie.
"Now are you satisfied?”
Terry answered.
“Too fucking right we are, let’s get her into that bedroom.”
Ian looked at me, do you want us to move your old man down this end while we fuck you?”
“No, he’ll hear what you’re doing; I’ve somehow got to explain to him why I’m letting you. And then it’s up to him if he wants to see me or not.”
“The best idea, is tell him the truth, you’re doing it to save his job. What greater declaration of love can a girl give to a man than to fuck total strangers to save her husbands career?”

I didn’t answer, but I let him usher me with his arm around my shoulder, back into the bedroom compartment which the other two had already opened up. As Michael saw us coming back, he asked.
“Are you alright my dear, they haven’t touched you while they had you out there?”
“I’m alright, and no, they didn’t touch me. But I have something to tell you.”
Ian spoke.
“Are you sure, I’ll tell him for you, if you want.”
“Oh thank you. I’m sorry Michael, but please listen to everything Ian has to say before you judge me too harshly.”