Billionaire's Ravished Hotwife Series

Gorgeous Tania has just discovered the delights of being a devoted husband’s hotwife when her treacherous ex-husband pledges her to the BaMa, a ruthless gang of thugs, as collateral for his gambling debts. They don’t care that she’s Tim’s wife now; she belongs to them. After they have their own fun, they’ll sell her to the highest bidder! Can Tania escape before she’s ravished by all of them? ~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~ James wasted no time. He didn’t need to line up, he just plunged inside my wife. There was no easing it in, James just pushed, and Tania took him all the way inside, moaning the entire time. By the time he bottomed out, Tania’s arms and legs were wrapped around him. “Do me hard, James,” she wailed. “Use me, James.” My wife wasn’t at all subtle, she wanted it hard, and she let him know. James was a strong guy, I could see his muscles tense and release all along his back and buttocks as he drove into my wife like a human piston. It was hard to see on his dark skin, but I could just make out a tattoo. It appeared to be the words Never Quit. I didn’t know what to make of it at the time. I’d seen something similar on William. James was holding himself up by his bulging arms, and his hips moved rapidly, plunging into my wife. Tania was doing her part as she pushed herself back at James as fast and hard as she could. I watched her peak without stopping. Her moans grew louder, and she began to beg, “Inside me, James. Finish inside me. Go harder...” I had become too excited watching them. How could they keep going like this? With a howl, James straightened his arms and threw his head back. “Oh yes, deep inside.” He was buried completely in my wife. I watched as he repeatedly contracted, sending his essence deep inside my wife. James collapsed on top of Tania. Both were covered in sweat and breathing rapidly. Tania was smiling, her eyes closed as she caressed his large back. Tania opened her eyes enough to look at me and smile as she said, “You should go back to the house, I’m going to stay here awhile.” I pulled up my pants—I’d already used my underwear to clean up. My wife and I smiled at each other as I opened the door. I met William making his way around the pool, carrying a large military-style assault weapon with a large handgun in a holster on his right hip. “Tania’s in there with James.” “Oh, well he’s up. I guess it’ll be me in there with your wife now.” Nothing shy about William. I heard Tania squeal in delight when William opened the door to the pool house. James just bitched. Sometime before dawn, I heard the shower running, and a few minutes later Tania crawled into bed with me and molded her still warm body to my back. “You know I love you, Tim. I had some incredible sex tonight, but it’s you I love.” She giggled softly before she began to gently snore.

When sexy hotwife Tania is captured by the ruthless BaMa gang, she her lover, Sarah, are thrown into a dank jail cell. Then she’s taken and violently used by Bear, their powerful and grotesque leader. Can her devoted husband’s team of hand-picked mercenaries rescue her in time? Or...now that she’s finally experienced ultimate fulfillment...will she even want to be rescued? ~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~ I sat on my cot after Bear left one day and tried to think about the future. Even if we were able to rescue my wife—and I didn’t see how we could—our lives together would never again be the same. It was as though she had become a different type of being. An animal of sorts, with an animal’s unquenchable need, and only Bear could satisfy her. While she was with Bear, she regretted what she was doing to me, but her regret sounded less sincere by the day. What she was doing had become natural to her, she needed what he had, and he wanted what she had. Still, I couldn’t leave her here. I loved her and cared for her. More importantly, I needed her. I needed to love her, and I knew her life would be short, and ultimately, full of pain if I deserted her. Tania was led past me and out of the barn on one of the days. I couldn’t tell what time it was, much less what day. I could tell night from day by the opening of the squeaking barn door. I knew it was daylight when Tania was led out. She didn’t look at me. It was daytime again when an exhausted-looking Tania was led past me toward her cell. Bear was leading her by a chain attached to her collar. “Stop here,” he ordered. “Tell hubby whatza been doing.” Tania turned her tired eyes toward me. Her eyes were red-rimmed, and her face seemed lined with exhaustion. “Remember my stripper fantasy?” she asked in a raspy voice. “Tania, I love you. Remember, you said you’d always return to me.” It was as though she hadn’t heard as she continued. “I lived my fantasy. I danced naked in front of a room full of men, loud men who wanted to see my body. It excited me that I excited them. It turned me on. What’s the matter with me?” She didn’t wait for an answer, nor I suspect, did she want one. “Then I danced for some of them alone, and I let them touch me, everywhere. I wore my collar.” She looked at Bear for permission to continue. “Then they had me. They all had your wife, one after the other, some finished inside me, some on me.” She seemed even more exhausted than before. “I don’t know how many times I finished with them. I was more than just a slut. I need to sleep now.” As Bear led her away, I felt a deep, dark despair. He’d more than stolen my wife from me. He’d stolen her from herself. It was a foul human crime. We’d both lost so much. Bear was a psychopath or maybe a sociopath, I didn’t know which, but there wasn’t much doubt he was one or the other. But what did that make her husband, a man frozen in fear for his wife while sporting an erection?