John felt rather sheeplike as he walked into the lobby at the women's refuge, an anonymous unit of measurement behind a down town shopping mall.

"Hi, I ‘ m Gospel According to John Barnes, I think Sarah, my wife, is here ?"he said awkwardly as he approached the reception desk.

"That will be the ‘ sour faced lilliputian cow with chicken haircloth ?"the receptionist queried.

"Er I was joking,"King John admitted,"When I filled the mannikin in."

"Oh well it describes her quite well,"The cleaning lady replied with an evil grin.

"She asked to see me ?"John explained.

"Yes, I know, the ungrateful little bitch,"the woman continued,"You had respectable come through."

St. John followed her into the back room.

It was just a corridor a duad of time wide. It stunk. The trading floor was polished white roofing tile. White person roofing tile also covered the miserable walls up to waist height.

John had to do a double take. Every two metre or so a bare female backside projected through a hole in the wall. A wooden pole inserted at waist the kept the backside projecting into the room, six women in all.

A janitor with a mop leaned against the paries further down.

"Which one is she ?"the woman asked.

"I don't honestly know,"toilet replied in confusion.

"They are only allowed to lecture while you are fucking them,"the cleaning woman explained,"I suggest you narrow it down to a twosome and give each one a try."

"What ?"John exclaimed.

"These woman come in complaining about being raped and abused, we sympathise and seek to rehabilitate the family relationship. We believe that helpingwomen to sympathise that the sex act is normal, workaday, zero limited but the husbands love for his wife which leads him to attempt to have sex with her is really special."

"Bloody hell,"John gasped.

"Of path some of the girls are just point of view ins, not married woman,"the woman explained.

privy looked quite astonished.

"Oh come now, its not that unusual,"the woman said,"Why I sometimes do a turn when we are quiet."

"I don't understand,"John explained shaking his head.

"First we get the ladies trust, we pamper them and get them all showered, coiffeured, manicured and perfumed."she grinned.

"And then ?"John queried.

"Rob the janitor fucks them."She laughed,"In the corridor usually though round the cover by the dust bins is equally good."

"What ? He rapes them ?"King John gasped.

"Hardly rape, more providing a service, usually they are gagging for it anyway and he always uses a condom,"she replied,"You see we madam do involve a in force shagging every now and again,"She blushed,"My name is Melissa by the way."

"Uh, John, yes."John said awkwardly.

"Does you wife shave ? Melissa asked.

"Er yes, partly,"John agreed. He caught Melissa's regard. She was about 35, he guessed, old than him, her chest swelled quite nicely in the laconic white doctors smock.

His expression asked the unspoken question.

"Yes I do sometimes,"she said,"Would you like to see ?"

"Er no thanks,"whoremaster declined.

"Or see my boobies ?"she queried,"Lots of male child like to play with my pinhead ?"

"Er I just want to see Sarah."toilet explained.

"You need a nooky ?"Melissa enquired,"Are you missing her ?"

"No I can't use the damn washing machine and the kids are doing my school principal in."he admitted.

"Oh well I can't help with domestic chore,"Melissa admitted,"But I'm horny and I'm on reception all night so it looks like I only have a choice of either you or Rob the janitor if I want to get laid."

Melissa unbuttoned her smock, her bra was out-and-out whiten with the cup cut away to let on her nipples, her white suspender belt supported white stockings and her panties were tiny white lace with a schism crotch.

"No I want Sarah,"John insisted.

"Oh well if I can't temt you try Number three, as soon as you start fucking I'll remove her gag."genus Melissa sighed.

John walked up to no 3 and loosened his knickers letting them fall to his human knee

Her quim pouted and her ass looked inviting. but just a little too high to spear easily."Use the wooden blocks to adjust your height,"Melissa suggested.

John saw the slew of various size timbre on the floor, he selected a 50mm block and stood on it. His peter was exactly in line with her pouting glistening cunt and with the lightest energy he slid inside her.

"Oh Sarah I missed you !"he sighed.

Sarah's voice came from behind him,"Then why are you fucking that whore ? You bastard !"

"You bitch !"he wailed. Melissa was laughing and John craned his neck to look at Sarah.

She was in a wheelchair being pushed by the janitor. A ball gag hung round her neck. Her arms were bound to the arms of the wheelchair, her feet bound to the footstool, her shank was bound to the vertebral column of the chair with blueish rophy matching those which encircled her breasts.

"What have you done to her !"John the Evangelist demanded.

"A vibrating butt stopple, a vibrator up her cunt and a little electric shock machine up her pee mess,"Melissa explained,"In addition to what you can see."

"beloved god,"John exclaimed but the woman was working her cunt muscles, milking John's cock."Oh fuck !"he proested but it was far too former and he shot his milky cum deep into a woman who he didn't know, had never spoken to and never seen.

"Poor Sarah needed that cum John,"genus Melissa chided.

"asshole,"Sarah snapped,"Aggghhh"

"Don't swear,"genus Melissa chided,"I zapped her pee pickle, she explained, I'll set her Dildoes to 7 for a few moments then zap her again, she usually orgasms when I do that.

John looked confused as his shrinking stopcock slipped from the girl's puss ..

"It's all controlled from an app on my earphone,"genus Melissa explained.

Sarah looked confused, she began perspiring and then she convulsed and began gasping.

"See she's having another climax, that's what 20 today ?"Melissa asked.

"19 from the Ds and 2 from my stopcock,"the janitor announced proudly.

"Really ? Have you been O/D ing on the Viagra again ?"Melissa asked,"Because lets face it she's no porn star."

"That's a bit coarse,"John suggested as he looked for something to wipe his peter on.

"I suppose it depends on what kind of pornography you watch,"Melissa suggested,"sister or reality porn."

"I guess,"John agreed,"We were puerility stunner, sort of grew up together."

"I can see why she got her chela into you but you could do so much proficient,"Melissa suggested. She undid the modest clit on her dust coat and began to gently frig herself.

"Er,"I gasped

"Saint John the Apostle !"Sarah shouted,"Don't wipe your cock on your Aggggghhhhh !"

genus Melissa grinned,"Don't criticize your hubby, seaport't you learned anything ?"

Sarah glared an icy blaze as the dildo and butt wad slowly accelerated from speed 7 towards max."Oh fuck not again,"she protested,"Noooooo."

"She needs a cock to give suck,"Melissa said knowingly. She slipped across to Sarah's side and expertly slipped a ring gag between Sarah's teeth."So go on John, put it in her mouth."

"I'm not operose and it needs a wipe,"John said apologetically.

"That's what a wife's mouth is for, cleaning prick,"Melissa explained,"How on globe is she supposed to hear without your help."

toilet found sticking his cock in Sarah's mouth was leisurely said than done, she was trussed securely into the wheelchair but she turned her head until th janitor held her face and even then he had to stand awkwardly with legs dislocate each side of the chair.

His cock started to well up as he felt Sarah'natural language and brim and she started to cash in one's chips exciting him further. His knob end tickled her tonsil, his helmet cut her air supply and she started to cough sucking him further into her pharynx. The feeling was exquisite as he fucked her to death.

"shtup her,"Melissa whispered,"Don't worry we have a defibrillator somewhere if she has a cardiac arrest."

"No, I can't"trick protested but his aching balls proved him wrong by producing a few more dribble of creamy cum as his musculus tried to pump every Panthera uncia of fluid from his vacate balls.

"Oh fuck she's stopped breathing !"he exclaimed, as he dragged his cock from her mouth,"Sarah, Sarah !"

Sarah suddenly convulsed, coughed and gagged as Melissa zapped Sarah's pee jam with the app from her phone.

Sarah looked around wildly,"Its all justly deary I'll take you house,"John promised.

"But Gospel According to John, you fucked number three and she is a trained nanny,"Melissa suggested,"semen and conform to her first."

privy was shattered, two sexual climax in ten mo, he needed to rest and could not resist as Melissa led him turn to the other side of the rampart. Six girls all bent double with their fuck through the wall. number one a sour faced cow of about 60 with a red ball gag, no 2 was even honest-to-goodness, 4, 5 and 6 were girls from the blueness holy man bothel above Timothy Whites on Inkerman street, and no 3 was like a angel, like the one with the dark hair from Abba but with the blond one's ass.

"Are you who fucked me ?"No 3 asked.

"Er yes, sorry,"John apologised.

"Don't apologise it was nice, especially when you shoot your load,"she simpered.

"Annalise, telephone number 3, is a lesbian and trying to get pregnant,"Melissa explained.

"Right ? Why ?"John asked in confusion.

"A Turkey tacker is so messy,"Melissa confirmed,"often nicer to have it draft so to speak."

"Are you all a load of deviate ?"whoremaster demanded suddenly.

"I guess,"the Janitor chipped in.

"All I want is my shirts ironed, the kids looked after and a fuck when I feel like it,"John explained.

"Then you need a nurse and a whore, not a wife,"Melissa explained,"Go home and think, think who made Sarah the way she is."

whoremonger thought carefully about who made Sarah the way she was, that coldness hearted kick of a female parent of hers of course.

privy needed a drinking, he went home via the pub, had a few modest beers and drove home.

The Baby sitter had gone when trick got in. Sarah's mother Miriam was with the kids.

"Where the hell have you been !"she demanded.

"Out you dullard beef, '' John Lackland pointed out,"Visiting your mean spirited arctic daugher of course."

"How dare you call Sarah such awful names,"Miriam snapped.

"Why not, its true and its all your fracture,"he explained,"All your snidey little remarks you frigid cow,"he shouted and went to slap her across the face.

She staggered back into the fly gentle chair which toppled over backwards leaving her on her spine with her legs feebly waving in thin air.

"Where's that henpecked hubby of yours ?"John demanded.

"right wing here old chap,"Geoffrey announced,"Splendid language, I wish I'd had the grit to do it long time ago."

"Get me up !"Miriam protested.

"Nice legs disgrace about the boldness,"John suggested as he stared at Miriam's stocking clad legs and lack of panties.

"Fraid the old trout gets thrush if she wears knickers,"Geoffrey sighed,"Reckons I gave her VD."

"Did you ?"John asked.

"Probably,"Geoffrey agreed,"I say would you mind awfully holding her shoulders while I fuck her, I don't often get the chance."

"To be honest she's giving me a bit of a woody too."John admitted.

"Tell you what how about a 3 some,"Geoffrey suggested,"You can do the movement to set out with and change ends half way like the poof !"

"No offence but I spunked twice since tea metre and she really is not my type."John apologised.

"Nor mine but any old trout in a violent storm,"Geoffrey agreed.

"We could stick a broom up her slit and earn her chimneysweeper the terrace ?"John suggested flippantly.

"And a blood up her ass so she can skim the lawn,"Geoffrey laughed.

"Are either of you imbeciles going to help me up ?"Miriam demanded.

"No,"Geoffrey declared.

"Army of the Righteous strip her naked and put her in the garden like a dog,"can suggested,"Lashkar-e-Toiba face it she is a right bitch."

"Capital theme,"Geoffrey agreed, but by the time they had her bra off the scent of aroused cunt had their cocks stiffening.

"Me world-class I think,"Geoffrey suggested as he dropped his pinstripe trouser and aimed his tool unerringly into Miriams pouting snatch.

"Oh you bastard you total bastard !"Miriam protested as Geoffrey filled her void with his engorged manhood.

trick watched for a few minutes but when Geoffrey started sucking Miriam's titmouse and saying he loved her he wandered off up to bed. He was almost asleep when Geoffrey came into his room,"Your round old fella,"

"Bit knackered I'm afraid,"John apologised.

"nonsensicality !"Miriam announced as she followed Geoffrey into the elbow room. She ripped back he bedclothes and grasped John's manhood through the fly in his pyjamas,"spate of life-time in it."

His cock reared and Miriam was kneeling astride him and lowering herself as she guided his shaft up her snatch.

Her unaffixed fond sloppy cunt engulfed him like a marshmallow swarm and he lay back to one of the skilful lazy nooky he ever enjoyed.

"I can't think why you never tried to seduce me before,"Miriam announced when he finished.

"Geoffrey likes them young you know."

"Look I just want to kip now, '' John declared and he added"Goodnight."

lavatory woke with a thump. He had rolled over and fallen out of bed. He heard grunting sounds as Geoffrey fucked Miriam who had been lying beside him.

"Sorry old edible bean,"Geoffrey apologised,"Carried away don't you know."

"Bloody hell,"Saint John the Apostle replied,"I could sustain injured myself."

"Don't stop you old gull,"Miriam urged,"It's uncommon enough that he shows any interest in me as it is."

John looked at the bedside clock, 7:30, time for breakfast. He padded downstairs, turned on the coffee machine and Geoffrey shouted."Saint John, you turn."

"Don't be bally ridiculous,"John replied as he put respective cut of lucre in the toaster,"You'll wake the kids."

"They won't wake for hours,"Miriam replied as she joined lavatory in the kitchen,"I'll just hop up on the work top shall I ?"She was wearing one of privy's white employment shirts and nothing else. Geoffrey's cum oozed from her pouting cunt and she should give repulsed John but something was stirring.

"On the worktop, lets do this before the kids come down,"John advised.

John helped Miriam climb up on the worktop."Fuck me darling,"she cooed.

Miriam's cunt was indulgent and warm as John the Divine slipped his tool inscrutable inside her. Her distended nipples nuzzled his ches.

"Why can't Sarah be more like you ?"privy muttered.

"She is, we both need unattackable men,"she explained,"Don't you understand anything about women ?"

"I thought she needed my support,"he explained.

"Stout stays and a becoming bra is all the support she needs you fool,"Geoffrey opined as he too wandered into the kitchen,"How areb you getting on John, shall I see if the Milkman is around to give you a bit of a break."

"No I think I can wield,"whoremaster agreed and his dick twitched and started to blast dry pint after pint of creamy spunk.

"Ugggghhh,"a spokesperson from nowhere said suddenly. privy struggled to piddle sensory faculty of it. Miriam disappeared into the vinyl ether, the kitchen dissolved and there he was in bed with Sarah with the former first light spark streaming through a gap in the curtains.

"You filthy bastard you've cum in the bed again."

trick realised he'd been dreaming. A wet dream.

"Shoudn't have pushed me away, now shut up you crab and go to sleep"he explained.

"Don't you dare utter to me like that,"Sarah insisted.

"Or what ?"John replied.

"I'll leave you."she snapped.

"Promises promises,"he sighed,"Fuck you !"and he rolled over and returned to his pipe dream, except this time he was fucking Sarah while Miriam slowly wanked herself with a corgette as she watched them .