My once life of being a reasonably happy and contented marriage is now destroyed all because of a few moments self indulgent pleasure. This afternoon I sat at the bottom of our stairs literally sobbing my heart out listening to a man who I inadvertently introduced into our life shagging my wife stupid in our bed, her cry's of pain and pleasure are breaking my heat. It all started a few weeks ago when the usual routine of my wife going out mid morning with a couple of friends shopping in the city, they usually caught the train in making a day of it returning around six. As usual I'd been asked to do a few jobs around the house while she was out, after which I could relax watching my favourite porn, usually a sissy married man being subjected to unbelievable humiliation by being made to watch his wife being fucked senseless by her lover. It had become such a turn on I became addicted, and each week in my wife's absence I would put on her sexy undies and masterbate myself to exhaustion watching video after video. This particular Saturday was no different except she was annoyed I'd not fixed the leaking shower head in our en-suit during the week after several attempts I'd only made it worse to which she called me a "useless small prick", I was determined to put it right so call a local plumber to come and fix it for me without her knowledge. He turned up as arranged just after eleven, showed him the problem to which he exclaimed no problem mate but I could murder a cup of tea. Big strapping lad of which I couldn't help thinking I wouldn't like to mess with him. He fixed the leaking shower head, drank his tea and was out in less than thirty minutes, the eighty pounds charge come as a bit of a shock but anything to please my wife. After he had gone I tried the shower, selected a few of my wife undies and settled down to enjoy my porn. It was a hot day and with the window open I could feel a gentle breeze caressing my body, god it felt so good, suddenly I had the urge to drive to a nearby woods where I could strip off my outer everyday clothes and enjoy the sun and breeze caressing my sexy undies clad body. The woods were very dense and I believed safe as I had been there many time before but never dressed in my wife sexy undies. I found my small secluded grassy area, stripped off my outer clothes and proceeded to caress my body, I'd never known my penis so hard, I leaned back against a fallen tree and with the sun in my eyes slowly masturbated, I was in heaven, such was the intensity of my orgasm I almost fainted with the pleasure that was reducing my body to a limp weak state of collapse. Totally oblivious to the rustle of the nearby bushes and the clicking of a phone camera, so overcome with my moment of pleasure I never heard him step out until he grabbed my hair, I froze with terror trying to escape but his strength held me there, with the sun in my eyes I couldn't even see him. Please, please let me go, please I beg you, he spoke for the first time with words that increased my fear and terror, "I've often thought I'd like a sissy slave to serve my every sexual need, now I've got one" Please let me go I begged, tears running down the sides of my cheeks, I was now in pain as he held me down arched across the tree that had given me so much pleasure just a few minutes ago, as he uttered the words " does your wife know you are out hear in her undies" no no I cried please let me go i'll do anything for you, please, please. But as I'm begging, my fear increased ten fold as he started to pull down the panties revealing my now very limp and pathetic small penis, while still holding down with one hand he squeezed my penis and balls with the other, the pain was excruciating, by now I'm sobbing uncontrollable, he rolled me over on the tree and started using my spent sperm to lubricate my arse, through my cry's of pain and sobbing my begging became incoherent, my mind and heart racing I thought I am going to die. Then came the inevitable I could feel his fingers push inside preparing my body to be raped, then it happened he pushed his penis into me slowly, more and more and more, I couldn't get my breath with the pain, he then stopped an said "now turn your head so I can get some pictures of your face while being fucked by your new master", I turned my face to the side with the sun still in my swollen and tearful eye's, click click click, " I bet your wife would love to see these, don't you think so" he then carried on screwing me with all the vigour of an animal, eventually he came in me, Please let me go now, please. "I'll just wipe my cock on these knickers of your wife's and you can go home to her" With that he pulled out of me and let go of his hold, I was in so much pain and totally drained of strength I just lay there across the tree sobbing. I never heard him go but the whole ordeal must have lasted well over an hour. Realising it is now four I started to panic in an effort to get home and cleaned up before my wife returns. The trauma of that afternoon lasted for days, the minute I was on my own I would burst into tears, thinking, Christ, what have I done, who was he and what is he going to do with the photos he took, is he going to carry out his threat and get in touch, but then if I never go near those woods again how will he ever find me. As the days turned to weeks I became more relaxed in the knowledge it was all over. Then one Saturday morning about eleven the doorbell rang, annoyed with the distraction I rushed to the door to get rid of them as soon as possible. I open the door to the plumber, in my surprise I said oh hello nice to see you, "yes" he said "nice to see you too I thought you would like me to return these" in his hand was my wife's knickers from that fateful Saturday, I just froze with shock, where in gods name did you get those, "You gave them to me to wipe my cock, remember" Oh dear god it was you was it, he stepped into the hall and walked past me. You have no right to be here, please go immediately, my heart was ponding, I will call the police if you don't go. He turned and said "Remember what I told you, you are my sex slave now and you will do as I tell you, remember I have a photographic record of your willingness a few weeks ago so don't make threats or the consequences would be unimaginable. I gather your wife is out shopping so we have plenty of time to indulge in a bit of fun. Now be a good boy and run up stairs and call me when you are dressed and lubed up, understand" before I could protest a huge right hand slapped my face while his left hand grabbed my hair and pulled me over backward over the armchair, his right hand then grabbed my crutch and squeezed with such strength I cries out in pain. "Now if we don't want the neighbours to get suspicious I suggest you do as I tell you and there will be no need for anymore pain" as he squeezed again. My worst nightmare had come to haunt me, where will it end, I slowly climbed the stairs feeling totally drained and depressed, what will he do to me this time in the comfort of my own bed. I dressed as he instructed and called him, he came into the room and stripped off naked, "Now get me nice and hard you sissy" with that he pulled my head to his cock, this is the first time I had seen it, it was half as big again as mine, he quickly got hard as I sucked and gagged several times as he pushed into me, suddenly he push me back on the bed and roughly turned me over, god he's going to fuck me again, the onslaught was excruciating, squeezing my little dick and balls with one hand and my nipples with the other. He fucked me three time that day, twice more in the week, this routine lasted a couple of weeks, and then one Saturday the wife announced she was not going shopping, god, what now, how can I stop him, I made an excuse to pop out in the hope I could catch him before he got to our house, I frantically drove up and down looking for his van, it was now past noon so I decided to return home. My heart just died when I saw his van on my drive, oh god no please no I kept saying to myself over and over. My hands were trembling as I opened the front door, only to be greeted with laughter coming from the kitchen. As I entered my wife greeted me with you lying useless little prick, I thought you had fixed the shower head yourself, little useless prick, the plumber got up, came to me and put his arm round me saying don't be so hard on the little man he did it for you, that would be a first the useless little prick. I was in total shock, you put the kettle on and I'll show Richard the bathroom shower as now I know the truth there's a couple of other jobs I want him to look at. With that they both disappeared up stairs, as I sat in the kitchen still in shock I could hear them talking with occasional fits of laughter, what were they talking about, I was in a state of turmoil, They came down, he drank his tea and parted with the words leave that with me and I'll come back to you very soon. What was that all about I asked my wife, lets say I'm going to have a real man do the jobs round here, now get out of my way you useless little prick. About four in the afternoon I got a text message from as I now know Richard," meet me in the woods half an hour and be dressed" The wife was on the phone so I sneaked up stairs stole a few item of her undies and left saying won't be long. I parked up and strolled into the woods for the first time since I was raped there, as I arrived at the secluded spot he came out of the bushes naked, " suck this you sissy and make me real hard, I'm going to preten it's that sexy wife I'm fucking" he made me strip and dress in her undies, bent me over the tree and fuck me harder than ever before, constantly repeating my wife Vicky's name. I could hardly stand, he left me there with the words next time I come round make yourself scarce, I would like to spent some time with Vicky. There I was in the middle of a wood, in pain, half naked and another mans sperm running down my legs, I began to cry, soon I was in uncontrollable sobbing, totally broken when I heard the bushed rustle thinking he had come back, but it was two old men, obvious heard my crying and came to look, if I thought they had come to help I was wrong, Quickly, one held me down while the other fucked, they changed round and the first guy had me again. A couple of days went past when I arrived home one evening only to find the plumbers van on our drive, I raced into the house to find them both sitting in the lounge very close together, he smiled and said hi but my wife looked flustered and ill at ease. So, what brings you here again, my wife exploded, for Christ's sake I told you I wanted a few jobs doing round the house, there's no tea so go down the chippy and take your time as I need to talk business with Richard. I reluctantly left the house thinking no she wouldn't not my wife, on returning his van had gone. We eat tea and not a word was said. The following evening I made an effort to get home early paranoid at the thought that Richard would try it on with my wife. It's at this point where my story started, he is now fucking me twice a week and my wife three or four times. It now turns out the two old men didn't find me by accident as a few weeks later I was persuaded to go into the woods with them after they showed me the infamous pair of panties. Brian (Useless little prick)