It was a cool gray, November afternoon. I was walkingdown the quiet, suburban street I lived on, on the way toGloria's house. It was fairly windy, a gust whipped up and Ihad to reach down to hold my skirt. I suppose my modestywasn't really in jeopardy but the skirt was considerablyshorter than what I was accustomed to wearing. Gloria had asked me to assist her with a party she wasthrowing for Dave's boss. He had just started a new job shereally wanted to impress him. Part of his newresponsibilities included entertaining customers. She wasgoing to hire several college girls to serve food and drinksbut she suggested that maybe I would want to help and inreturn she would forget the $65.00 I had borrowed earlierthat month. I readily agreed, the party sounded like fun.Gloria thought about renting maids uniforms for us butdecided against it, she then asked us to all wear matchingskirts and blouses. She had called me earlier in the week and told me thatmine was almost ready, I had gone over to her place to trythe skirt on. I was uncomfortable with how short it was butshe laughed it off, reminding me that I was about 20 yearsbehind the times. I didn't want to appear too prudish, Ididn't know any of these people and wouldn't be the onlyone dressed like this, besides it was no worse than what manyother women were wearing these days; so I agreed to wear it.I had to admit the outfit didn't look too bad on me, a redand black checked skirt, white blouse, red scarf, black highheels and suntan panty hose. It may have looked all rightbut it wasn't designed to protect me from the November gustsI shivered and hurried along the sidewalk. Gloria met me at the door, she laughed and asked me if itwas going to snow. We stood on the porch and discussed theovercast weather for a moment, until she noticed meshivering. We stepped inside to begin preparations for theevening. Gloria was busy on the phone so I did most of thestraightening up, setting up the buffet, etc. About 5:00, apretty young girl came to the door wearing the same outfit Iwas in. We introduced each other; Paula was to help meserve. She seemed nice, pert, maybe a little impertinent butfriendly enough and I had to admit in that outfit with herfigure, she looked smashing. She told me she was a 19 yearold student at a nearby JC. I said goodbye to Pete andChris, Gloria's kids, 16 and 14 respectively. They weregoing to their own party that night, so they wouldn't bedisturbed by ours. They were actually the reason for myfriendship with Gloria; Chris was my daughter Karen's bestfriend. And Pete was Karen's boyfriend. He had alwaysscared me, I thought he might be too "mature" for her, butwhat could I do? Gloria came down about 7:30. Dave had just gotten homeand the guests had just started arriving. Mostly couples,mid twenties to early forties, they were quite well dressed.There were about 25 people in all, including Paula and I. Iwas introduced to most of the guests and was flattered by theinterest all took in me although a little uncomfortable. Thewomen were less friendly, maybe even condescending. It seemsthat Gloria had mentioned something about me to most of them.I was involved in putting away the guests' coats and servingdrinks. At one point I walked by the kitchen and heardGloria on the phone. Something caught my attention and Ifroze, listening to the conversation......"36 years old,married, 3 kids, 5'6", 120lbs, green eyes, brown hair, has noidea what's going on. This bitch has never even thoughtabout anyone other than her husband." At that the party on the other end must have saidsomething, for Gloria was silent. I was dumbfounded, shecouldn't be talking about me?? About this time she looked up and noticed me standingthere. She looked startled but recovered well, "what are youdoing? Dammit Joan this is personal I'd appreciate itif"........I turned and went back into the living room; theincident seemed strange but I really didn't think it wasimportant, I could confront her later. I didn't think shereally had been talking about me. I went into the living room, it was quite large, with afireplace in the center. They had used furniture to divideit into two "rooms"; a family room and a more formal livingroom. I went to the buffet table set up in the ajoiningdining room and started helping Paula serve. Occasionallyone of us would carry around a tray of drinks. I began tofeel slightly uncomfortable, out of place. There was an airof excitement in the room but whenever I got near enough to agroup to hear or join in the conversation it seemed to die;sudden pauses, pregnant silences etc. This happened severaltimes and I was wondering what was going on. Paula seemed tofit right in though. When she brought around a tray I sawher laughing with the main group. One of the men put hisarm around in a manner that suggested they had not just met.Several of them including Paula looked over in my directionas if appraising me, then Paula returned and offered torelieve me for a while. This went on until about 9:30. Dave came over and took my arm, "there's someone I wantyou to meet". He introduced me to Craig, his boss, and Phil,Gloria's brother. Both men seemed seriously interested in mylife, my family, job etc. and were really probing me fordetails. This seemed strange too but a welcome relief fromthe alienation I had been feeling up to this point. I took aglass of wine and began to loosen up. About half an hour later Gloria gathered all the guestsback into the living room, saying "it's time folks".Everyone seemed quite excited at this and I wondered, "whatin the world".........I was on my 2nd glass of wine, (I neverdrink), and slightly lightheaded. Phil gently took it out ofmy hands, took my arm firmly and guided me to the livingroom. The chairs and couches had been rearranged in a semicircle in front of the fireplace. In the center a long lowcoffee table had been placed. The guests were seated orstanding around the table. Phil guided me to the front, Iwas confused but held his arm. Gloria stood in front of thetable facing everyone. "This is something I have been looking forward to for awhile. Joan has been interested in Indian rights for sometime. She doesn't know it but tonight she is going to helpcollect money for the cause". There was a general outbreak oflaughter at that. I decided that I would prefer to bestanding in the back and started to move but found my armssuddenly grabbed. I froze. "Bring her up here", Gloriacommanded. Paula and Jan (a friend of mine from Garden Club)each took one arm and pulled me up on the coffee table, Iresisted but not too hard, not knowing what was coming. Iwas turned so that I faced the group, my arms still held, andmy hair wrapped around Paula's hand, she forced my head so Ihad to face the group. Gloria smiled at me and told me to relax, "this won't betoo bad we're just going to auction off some clothing". Theroom erupted with laughter. I was numb, too shocked toscream. Gloria stood next to the table "what do I hear forher scarf?"; some one offered $1.00, another $2.00, thebidding went up to $5.00. At that time Gloria accepted thebid, and reached for me, ripping the scarf from around myneck. I screamed, a hand was clamped around my face. Thescarf was forced into my mouth filling it completely and withmy arms held I couldn't get it out. People started to sitdown, they all appeared to know what was going to happen."Next up, her blouse". There was some cursory bidding,Gloria backed up close to the table, I saw the opportunityand tried to kick her. That was a mistake. Phil and Craiggrabbed both legs. They each took hold of an ankle. Inaddition they rubbed their hands up and down my thighs and upunder my skirt, much to the amusement of the other guests. Iwas sobbing in my humiliation but there was no escape. After a little more bidding my blouse was removed. Philwon the bidding and took it off himself. They bent me over alittle so that his face was level with mine. He reached outand ripped my blouse down the front, he jerked my arms out, Itried to cover up but Jan twisted my arm until I gagged. Irelaxed and they straightened me back up. I was held there,up on the table with just my bra on. I went blank for amoment, the only other man who had ever seen me like this wasTom......... I never in my worst dreams imagined this couldever happen. Paula fingered a gold chain I was wearing. Ithad a diamond pendant. Tom had given it to me for our 12thwedding anniversary. It was sold for $5.00. It was rippedoff my neck, the chain breaking at the clasp, and ripping myneck. Gloria told Paula to hold up my ring finger so mywedding band could be examined, "she won't be needing thattonight". It went for a few dollars. I was still kind of inshock, I was sobbing but was still unbelieving. These thingsreally don't happen. Again Gloria stepped up. She reachedout and snapped the strap on my bra. "What do I hear forthis fine Maiden Form Brassiere?".... The other guests alllaughed at her sarcasm, they talked among themselves but mostof the attention was riveted on me. The bidding went on. Mybra was sold for $20.00. Gloria didn't make any move toremove it though, I was shaking like a leaf, what next?"Whoever correctly guesses what size this item of clothing isshall have the privilege of removing it, however an incorrectguess costs $5.00". She reached back and looked at the tagand laughed, "not bad, who's your plastic surgeon?". I wasturned and poked by several guys "so they could have afightin' chance of guessing right". Several people triedguessing, on the third guess Steve's wife Marie said 36D, andGloria smiled...."we have a winner". Marie "graciouslyallowed" Steve to remove the bra. He took his time. Hepoked, rubbed and fondled me to the delight of the crowd forabout five minutes. I had lost control by then, sobbinghysterically. Finally He removed it, and his hands. I had noticed earlier that several people had broughtcamera's with them, now it appeared that everyone had. I wasturned and twisted to pose for these people, my hairpractically ripped out of my head to force me to look intothe cameras. Paula reached down, still holding one arm andripped my skirt up to my waist, flashbulbs popped. Theydidn't bother with the formality of auctioning my skirt, itdisappeared in a frenzy. I passed out. When I awoke I was spreadeagled on my back on the coffeetable, feet tied, each to a leg, arms held back over my headby Paula and Jan, and was surrounded by the guests, Gloriawas slapping my face. When I opened my eyes she smiled"she's ready now" Craig was standing at my feet. His wiferitualistically unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them down.She caressed his penis but it was throbbing, he didn't needmuch help. When he entered me it was rough. I screamed intothe gag and everyone broke into hysterical laughter. Craigeven stopped and smiled, but not for long. He hadintercourse with me more roughly than I ever imaginedpossible. Each stroke seemed to burn itself into my insides.I looked up once into his eyes and saw a terrible fury there.When he was done He pulled out and stood up, He moved to thehead of the table and stood over me his penis dripping intomy face. He put one foot on the table next to my face andmotioned Paula and Jan to pose on either side of him like achampion race car driver being congratulated after a victorywhile his wife took several snapshots. They also each put aleg up on the table, their nyloned legs flanking him asMarion took the shots. I tried to cover up, Jan grabbed anarm and I was jerked back into a helpless position. AfterCraig, the other men began taking turns on me. They blankedinto one another I was only semi-aware when one was done andanother started. Again I blacked out. I was thinking about Tom and Karenmy 14 year old, (and Pete's girlfriend). I imagined myselfwith them on the beach during our last vacation. I was warmand comfortable. In my dream I was warm and comfortable, Ithought I saw my son coming towards me with a cold coke. Hethreatened to pour it on me. I awoke with a start to look up into Steve's face as herubbed a cold bottle of beer against my crotch. Things werequieter, the lights had been turned off in this end of theroom, there were several candles lit. I was no longer gaggednor held down. Steve helped untie my ankles and his wifeMarie gently guided me to a couch. I noticed that most ofthe guests were gone, there were several couples sitting atthe other end of the room talking with Gloria and Dave butthey paid us no attention. Marie helped me gather my shoes,panty hose, bra and what was left of my blouse. My pantieswere nowhere to be found. I put on my panty hose and withMarie's help my shoes and skirt. Steve was still holding myblouse and bra. Gloria noticed something and walked down toour end of the room. "Steve let me help you with that stuff,It's not fit for Joan to wear anymore so let's just chuckit". With that Steve frowned but handed her the clothing andshe tossed it into the fireplace where it disappearred in atemporary resurgence of the dying fire. Marie and Steve both looked a little sympathetic, theysat on the couch on either side of me. They were both quitegentle, and after the last hours I clung to that. The roomwas warm but I was still shaking uncontrollably. Steve heldme to stop my shaking. For the first time I could remember Istopped sobbing. I didn't resist when Steve cupped onebreast. He was gentle and I felt a little safer being held.Marie spoke up. "I saved your wedding ring for you, want itback? Of course, .... listen though Steve has a fantasyabout this, would you be willing to help him live it? It's alot easier than what you've already been through tonight". Inodded agreement silently. I knew I had no choice and I wasmore comfortable here than I would have been if Glorianoticed me again. And they were so kind, I wanted topreserve that desparately. Steve reached for my hand and held it while Marie slippedthe ring on my ring finger. Steve unzipped his pants andmotioned for me to pull his member out. I hesitated but whenMarie started to move I reached for it. I took it out, Itwas hard almost immediately. Marie guided me to the floor infront of Steve where I knelt. She pushed my Face down intohis crotch and I understood I was to take it in my mouth. Igagged but did it. After a few moments she pulled my headback and told me that if I wanted to I could just use my handbut I would have to let him come in my face. Dumbly Icooperated. I was in a kind of shock. Everytime I tried touse my right hand she stopped me, I was to only use my left.When he came he spurted in my face and on my hand which wentup to protect my eyes. He came a lot, it was warm and feltsmooth against my skin. Flashbulbs popped. I looked left and there were Paulaand Gloria both recording this moment for posterity. Metopless, on my knees, Steve's cock in my face and cumdripping off my face and hand (later I was to learn that itwas dripping off my ring, that was the object of theexercise). When Steve finished cumming, Marie wiped his cockoff with my other hand and replaced it in his pants. Theyboth got up as if I wasn't even there and joined the othergroup. I heard a long burst of hysterical laughter. Gloriaspoke up as they left. "Get on your feet and bring us somewine, and see if anyone wants any dessert." I complied, itdidn't seem like there was anything else to do at the time. It was about 2:00 AM by then. I served dessert and alittle wine to the remaining guests. I was directed to againremove my skirt and kneel on the floor under the lamp wherethey could all see me, until I was needed. I complied. Itried not to look into anyones' eyes, I was sobbing again butafraid of making too much noise. At one point Gloria got upand threw my skirt into the fire, she also grabbed the armthat I was using to cover my breasts and jerked away. "Don'tyou dare cover up". After that they mostly ignored me in theconversation but would occasionally give me a look of disgustto insure I was aware of my condition. For awhile I knelt there, leaning back fully exposing mybreasts to avoid Gloria's wrath. I was thinking back throughmy entire relationship with Gloria and Dave. I had neverseen anything remotely comparing to their treatment of metonight. I had felt that Gloria was occasionallyunnecessarily snippish with me, even rude, but she had alwaysseemed to be a fairly reliable friend. I had confided in herabout marital problems etc. and she in me. Her crueltyshocked me as did her blatant enjoyment of my subjugation. Ithought about Jan. She had always been a good friend. Shewas what men call a doll, small, excellent figure, prettyface, dark complexion, attracted men like flies but seemed toignore them. Tonight she was acting extremely provocative, enjoyingegging the men on, and directing their energies towards me.She also enjoyed my subjugation. I never even imagined thatshe could act like this. About 3:30 Paula got up to leave and Gloria told me tohelp her with her coat. Standing there in the hallway Paulasmiled and cruelly told me that "I have really enjoyed theevening, haven't you?" She laughed and told me that she hadmade a deal with Gloria, and I was the deal. I would behearing from her later in the week, and if I valued my familyI would cooperate. She pulled my necklace out of her pocketand told me she would get it fixed. Maybe I could borrow itsometime....with that she stepped out the door and I was leftalone in the hallway. Dave came out and guided me to thebasement, he pointed to a pile of blankets and said Gloriawould be down in the morning. I heard that door shut and thelock click into place. Alone in the dark, I sobbed myselfthrough the night but didn't sleep. I relived the experiencecountless times. Was it real? Why? Why? Why? How could Iface the people I knew. How could I face Gloria and Dave,and the others I knew I might see again? About 12 hours later The door opened and the bright lightcaused me to squint in pain. Gloria came down carrying someclothing which she dumped at my feet. "Get up!! Joan I'mnot going to waste time with unnecessary threats. Suffice tosay that I have affidavits from everyone who was here lastnight that you got drunk and made a fool of yourself. Youmade passes at every man and when they were done you werebegging for more. I have pictures that would ruin yourmarriage for ever. And finally if you don't want me toinclude Karen in our next Soiree, you will do as you aretold. I do require you to sign two papers and then I amgoing to let you go. I know you won't be stupid enough tofight this but just in case." I looked at the papers. One said something to the effectthat I had agreed to "sell my body" for $65.00. I agreed toserve as the entertainment at an "adult" party with theunderstanding that providing sexual favors would be part ofthe deal. She had me write my age, name, and measurements onthe form in my own handwriting. She also had me write that Iwould gladly perform fellatio and have intercourse withwhosoever desired at this party. And that I understood thatalthough such an agreement was illegal it would suffice toprove the voluntariness of any sexual activety. I managed tomaintain my composure and although I shook, I wrote what shewanted. After I had written what she had originally ordered,she smiled and said let's improve this, "write that you aremarried and you know Tom your husband would die if he knewwhat you had done, so you asked your husband to leave youalone for the weekend." Finally she had me write a note toTom on the back of the contract. "Tom I decided to see whatthe rest of the world was like. I enjoyed what the 11 guysat that party did to me. Ask Gloria for some snapshots." Icomplied. Gloria told me she was sure that she would neverhave to use this paper. The other form was a model release which covered theentire night. It specifically mentioned that the photos werenude, I had posed voluntarily and that I assigned to Gloriathe rights to do what she desired with them includingpublication. The total helplessness of the situation got tome. I broke into tears. "Joan if you don't sign this inabout 3 seconds you will lose the chance and I will have toprotect myself in a less genteel fashion". I wasn't surewhat she meant but decided that I had nothing to lose bysigning the forms. I did and she left. Strangely she lookedat me with almost friendliness in her eyes and said gently,"Joan things have changed, but you're going to be all right.If you continue to do what you're told, we will take care ofyou." As she climbed the stairs out of the basement she leftthe basement door open and opened the back door of her home.I was looking directly outside. I stepped out of the light and dressed. She had chosenthe clothes to humiliate me. There was no bra or panties,the sweater was her daughters, and about 3 sizes too small.The shoes were mine, the pantyhose mine (it had been washed)but the skirt was again Chris'. In addition to being tootight it was so short I was afraid to walk, if I took toolong a step I felt I would be exposing myself to the world.But I did put it on and stepped out the door to freedom. Walking down the street to my home I reflected on theevening. And Gloria's cryptic final remarks, she couldn'tthink she could do this to me again? I looked down at what Iwas wearing and realized that she might be able to do whatshe wanted. That was a chilling thought. I knew I couldnever go to the police. There was a real possibility thateven if they believed my story, that Gloria could indeed ruinmy life and my families'. I passed by a moving van, peoplewere just moving into the home. Three guys stood on thesteps. I heard a loud whistle, and another. Realizing theywere for me I smiled involuntarily but stepped up my pace.I felt embarrassed but flattered. I looked up into theNovember sky. It was the deepest blue and the brightestsunlight that I had seen in a long time................ I had spent the rest of that weekend in a daze. Saturdayafternoon when I got home, I immediately took off the clothesGloria had sent me away in, and threw them into the garbagein the garage. I tried to sleep. Although I had not sleptin a day and a half, I was still to upset. I wandered aroundthe house, but couldn't seem to sit down. About 6:30 I ransome water for a bath. As I lay there I began to relax.When I moved I realized how sore I was. I think it was thanthat the shock wore off and the full import of what hadhappened hit me. I had been raped, not just raped but gang-raped. Not by strangers in some alley, but by friends, andneighbors, less than two blocks from my home. Not knowingwhere to turn, or what to do I moved from the tub to my bedand eventually drifted off to sleep. When I woke up Sunday I was still in kind of a funk. Itwas a cold clear day and I forced myself to clean up aroundthe house, etc. in preparation for my families return fromTom's parents. I thought about friday night. That was thefirst time I had had sex with anyone other than my husband.I was ashamed to admit it but the worst part was thehumiliation. The sex with the men had been degrading but.............. When Tom and the kids got there I tried toact cheerful and welcome them back. Karen immediately statedthat she was going to run over to see Pete. I lost control.I yelled at her, told her that she was not going anywhere.Everyone stared at me, Karen looked shocked but said nothing.Tom took me aside and asked me if I was allright. I saidyes, there was nothing wrong. He went over to Karen and toldher to wait until after dinner to leave. While she was goneI was scared silly. What would she find out over there? Idid not know at the time if Pete or Chris knew what hadhappened to me, it was so crazy I did not know what to think. The next few days went slowly. Tom repeatedly asked mewhat was wrong but I could not tell him. He could neverunderstand. I know I was acting strangely but could not helpmyself. We tried to make love several times. Each time Tomwould try to approach me I kept thinking about that Fridaynight. The one time we did make love I remember comparinghis lovemaking to Craig's brutal intercourse. I didn't enjoyTom that night at all. It was so cold so dispassionate, Ithink Tom finally got the message. 10 days later, about 7:00one night I came down stairs and heard people talking in theliving room. "What happened last weekend, she hasn't beenthe same since?" There was an edge on Tom's voice when hespoke. "She seemed all right Friday night when she left".That was Dave speaking, Gloria spoke up. "Steve and MarieDaniels left with her, they were going to drop her off sinceit was pretty late. I talked to Marie last week and shedidn't mention anything". "Why don't we all get togetherSaturday? Maybe she's just depressed and a little gettogether will cheer her up." Tom agreed that that might be agood idea. Gloria mentioned that she would try and invite afew other people and would talk to Tom later in the week toset it up. I realized that if someone saw me standing herethey would notice that I had been eavesdropping. I went ondown into the living room. Gloria and Dave were there withTom. Gloria smiled warmly and mentioned that since shehadn't heard from me in a while they thought they would stopby. I mumbled hello, and sat next to Tom. We sat and talkedfor about 45 minutes. Everything seemed so, so...normal.After they left I wondered if that night had really happened.I wanted to forget and they acted as if nothing had changed. I tried to talk Tom out of going but he was adament.Saturday morning came and I saw that I had no choice. Ipretended to be sick, and that was not far from the truth butthe kids were eager to leave and Tom seemed intent ondragging me there. I put on some jeans and a blouse andwe left to walk over there. As we walked down the street Itook stock of my family. Tom was 36, a fairly successfulattorney and his practice was just beginning to come into itsown. After some hard years it looked like he was in theprocess of becoming one of the most prominent localattorneys. He was 5'10", 175 lbs and stayed in great shape.I was extremely proud of him. When I married him I hadmisgivings. He was a wonderful person, extremely dependableand I knew he could take care of me but he was a little tostaid, to damn dependable. I realized as I looked at himthat I had made the right choice. I cared for him deeplyand he was a wonderful husband and father. I looked at Karenmy 14 year old. She was a sophmore in high school, wellbehaved and normally easy to handle. Many of my friendsenvied me because Karen and I seemed to have so few problems.Her figure had been developing faster than I wanted to seethough, I worried about her. She went out with Pete,Gloria's 16 year old and I felt that he was to wild for her.Scott my 12 year old was skinny as a beanpole, a littleawkward but he was moving out of the awkward stage and I wasquite proud of him. Linda our youngest was 11, she was alittle monster, I loved her dearly though, she was myfavorite. Tom accused me of spoiling her. All in all I wasextremely proud of my family. I looked up and saw that we had almost reached Gloria'shouse. I was a little nervous but Tom had told me that wecould leave after a little if I still didn't feel better. Ifhe only knew!!! Dave met us at the door. Behind him stoodMona who had been Karen and Scott's 5th grade teacher. Iheard voices in the living room and I saw Phil, Gloria'sbrother and a young women I didn't know. While Daveintroduced me to Phil and his date (Denise) Mona took Tom offto the side and they appeared to be engaged in an earnestdiscussion. The kids disappeared upstairs. I realized thatI was the only woman not wearing a skirt or a dress. Gloriacame out of the kitchen, welcomed us and asked if Mona orI could give her a hand in the kitchen for a moment. Monagrabbed my hand and almost dragged me into the kitchen. Oncethere she placed her hand over my mouth while Gloria pickedup a cup of some bright red sauce and splashed it on my whiteblouse. Gloria spoke loudly, "I'm terribly sorry". She wenton for a moment while Mona relaxed her grip but kept a handon my arm and quietly said. "Co-operate with me Joan andtoday will be fairly easy for you." Before I could answerMona pulled me out of the kitchen, I tried to lookembarrassed, not scared. I knew somehow that that was howthey wanted me to act while Gloria announced how clumsy shewas. Mona offered to take me home to change clothes, whileGloria continued to act sympathetic and apologize. The showwas clearly for Tom's benefit. I understood from thepressure of Mona's fingers that I was to accept her offer. Idid. She drove me the 2 blocks to my home silently. I askedher what was going on, for a moment I was outraged but whenshe offered to take me back and allow Gloria to tell Tom whatI had really done 2 weeks earlier I became a little scared(terrified) and went along with her. She pulled up into mydriveway, I got out and begain walking towards the back door.She stopped me. "When you enter a home alone you will usethe back door, when you are with someone else, you willensure that they at least use the front". I looked at her to ask what in the world but thoughtbetter of it. She went up the stairs and straight into mybedroom. I watched her as she went through my closet. Shewas tall about 5'8", blonde hair, blue eyes, single and about31 or 32 years old. She had a good body and as I rememberedshe had always liked to flaunt it. She was wearing a longblack skirt, but it was slit to mid thigh. I had seen whenwe had walked into Gloria's home that Tom had noticed her. Ihad felt a tinge of jealousy. After going through my closet for a moment she turned tome and told me to get out all my skirts, pumps or heels, tanor flesh covered panty hose, and sweaters. She would choosewhat I was to wear. I complied with her demand. As I bentdown to get out my shoes I bumped into her. She grabbed myhair and slapped my twice across the face. She didn't hit mehard but I was shocked. Tears rolled down my face. "Hurryup, if we don't get back in a few minutes Gloria will begetting out the picture album she created for you last weekand showing Tom and your kids what a good show you put on."After I had lain everything out she picked out 2 pair ofshoes, plain black pumps and plain white ones, several pairof panty hose and a sweater. She made me try on severalskirts. Finally she made me put on the black pumps, pantyhose, a knee length black skirt and a red turtle neck. Sheput several skirts, the white pumps and some panty hose intoa shopping bag. As she turned to go almost as anafterthought she told me to show her what kind of sweatersKaren had. She picked out a sweater that I had given Karenfor her birthday, a beautiful white angora sweater. Sheplaced that in her shopping bag and we left. When we got back they were all sitting down to dinner.Gloria sat Tom down at one table and Mona quickly grabbed theempty seat to his right. I felt Phil's hand guide me to aseat at the other table. I looked over at Tom, he smiled atme and started to say something. Right about then Monaplaced her hand on his arm and he turned to talk to her. Isat down between Phil and Denise. I wasn't very hungry. Ipicked at my food. Phil tried to make small talk and so didDenise. About halfway through the dinner I felt Phil's handon my leg. He started at the knee and slid his hand betweenmy skirt and leg. While smiling at my daughter and askingher about a party she had gone to with Pete he fondled mythigh up to my panties. We both acted as if nothing washappening. Denise looked at him and in a very sotto voice,told him to "leave her alone,......for now" they both laughedat that and after that they pretty much ignored me. After dinner Gloria grabbed me and guided me into thekitchen. I could hear Tom talking to Phil and Mona justoutside the door. She told me that Dave had something toshow me. He came up from the basement and motioned for me tofollow him down. I went down behind him, upstairs I couldhear the voices of the others. He took me to the cornerwhere I had spent the night 2 weeks earlier. There was ablanket covering one wall. He removed it, underneath therewere dozens of pictures. They were all of me, in the variousstages of undress that I had been forced to parade around inthat night. In the center there was a large color photo ofme, topless, on my knees, with my left hand around an erectpenis, no more than 3 inches from my face. Cum was drippingoff my face and hand. My wedding ring could be clearly seenunderneath. It looked as if I was smiling. Next to that onethere was a shot of me wearing panties, pantyhose, blackheels, and nothing else. I was kneeling in the living roomwhile 6 or 7 people sat on the couches ignoring me. "Joan ifyou will cooperate today we won't show these pictures to Tom.If at any time you cause any trouble though, he will get thesame tour that you received." Numbly I turned away. Istarted to cry. "If he sees something is wrong, we will haveto assume you are not cooperating. I will leave you alonehere for a few moments but we will be expecting youupstairs." He smiled at me, and reached down and raised myskirt. He looked at my legs for a moment, as if to show methat he had that power. He dropped my skirt and left thebasement without speaking again. After several minutes Iturned and walked up the stairs. I numbly reached for the door handle, I was going tojust leave, nothing could be worse than staying. Gloria wasstanding right outside the door. She smiled and told me thatshe thought I might try and leave, but it would be easier ifI stayed. If I left she and Mona would have to show Tom whata "slut he had married." After she and Mona finished talkingto Tom I could never go home again. If I continued tocooperate I would only suffer momentary embarrassment. I wasrepulsed at what she considered "momentary embarrassment" butknew that I had no choice. We went inside. Most everyonewas in the living room. Tom was there with Mona. He lookedup at me. "How are you feeling?" "Better I lied". Gloriatold Tom that she wanted to show me her new crafts room. Helaughed and told me to have fun. Gloria guided me up thestairs. We went up into what had been the attic. It hadbeen remodeled for her to use for her hobbies. (I was soonto learn that I was a hobby). Once there Denise soon joinedus. Phil was right behind her. "Shall we get started?"Gloria asked sarcastically. Phil grabbed my arms whileGloria and Denise pulled my sweater off. As soon as my armsslipped through the sleeves Phil grabbed them again. Theyremoved my skirt and slip and then, strangely, Gloria askedPhil and Denise to leave the room." "Joan, don't talk, just and absorb what I have to say.Go ahead, sit down on the bed. Obviously you realizedearlier that you have more to gain by going along with usthan by fighting. What I have in mind for you isn't too bad.You are going to have to learn to cooperate. If you do,your life will go on pretty much as it always has. If not,well, I have some alternate plans. For the rest of today,relax and try to have fun. I promise you will not be hurt." I thought about what she had said. All through my life,from high school, college, and marriage I had been a "goodgirl", a "good wife" and generally had conformed to what a"nice" girl should do. Tom had been my "first". Ifantasized about other men on occasion but had never so muchas expressed the thought. I always dressed modestly. Thenight they raped me I was terrified, humiliated, degraded tothe point of being sick, but when I thought back about it, Istarted to feel warm down around my vagina. I knew, and sheknew that I was going to cooperate. She knew how I felt,degraded but excited. Dave came in the room. Gloria commanded that I kneel onthe floor. I did. Phil and Denise came back in. Denisepicked up a tape measure and proceeded to take mymeasurements. After she measured my bust I was allowed toreplace my bra. She recorded the measurements on a bulletinboard. I noticed that there were blanks there so thesucceeding measurements could be compared to the previousones. Dave looked down the stairs and into the hallway. Hereported that the coast was clear Gloria led me down stairsto the bathroom. I was directed to step on the scale. Westarted back into the attic but Gloria guided me to herbedroom. She pushed my head down into what had been an oldheating grate, but was now slightly open into her livingroom. I saw Tom and Mona on the couch, Mona had her hand onhis arm and it was obvious they were engrossed inconversation. Her skirt had slipped partially off her thigh.He was enjoying her company. It was also obvious that shewas offering him more than a platonic relationship. Before Icould react Gloria guided me back upstairs. I was directedto kneel on the floor again while the others discussed mybody. I learned that they thought it was good, but that Iwould be sent to the "Workout World" to improve it. Duringthe afternoon, I stayed there, not ignored but not harrassedeither. Phil wrote out an exercise schedule and told methat I would be using it soon. Dave and Phil spent most ofthe time downstairs. I could hear the kids in another room but they stayedwell out of the way most of the afternoon. I was terrifiedthat one of them would come in and see me like this. Denisementioned something to Gloria about Tom coming up but Glorialaughed and assured her that Mona was not going to let himout of her sight. Late in the afternoon Denise told me to dress and comeon downstairs. She took me into the bathroom and helpedrearrange my make-up. When I came downstairs Tom had thekids in the living room and they were preparing to leave.Gloria asked me to stay. "Tom you don't mind if Joan staysawhile do you?" He said it was up to me. They both lookedat me, but before I could speak Gloria spoke up, "great,it's settled, Joan promised me she would help me baketonight". With that Tom told me not to stay too late,kissed me, and left with the kids. Gloria brought me into the living room. Mona broughtout the bag of clothing she had taken from my home earlier.Dave and Phil seemed to be arranging some photographiclights and shades around the Christmas tree. Dave hadseveral cameras two on tripods, and one with a strangelooking lens that he was holding in his hand. As soon asthey finished arranging things they looked at me,expectantly, "Well come on, step up here." I came forwardand Dave "posed me" in front of the tree. "Turn slightlysideways, bend forward slightly, now with your right hand,grab a handful of skirt and raise it a little." "Damn itsmile!" I was sobbing by now, Dave roughly wiped my face,and pushed me into the position he wanted. For severalminutes we went on like this. Finally, Gloria who had beenwatching silently suggested theat we were going about thisall wrong. "Strip her!!" she commanded, Denise and Monaproceeded to undress me. They weren't rough, they weren'tgentle, they were just cold and efficient. After I wasundressed Dave lay me down on the floor, on my side andphotographed me in front of the tree. Then he moved me sothat I was on my back, feet towards the camera, legs spread,and my left hand (wedding ring) covering my vagina. I wasmade to pose this way for a while. Eventually I was allowed to put on some clothing, and Iwas photographed for the next couple hours in various stagesof dress and undress. I tried on all the pairs of pantyhose Mona had brought, Dave and Phil selected the shadesthey liked. One skirt, my longest, had been slit to thewaist, another had been hemmed up during the afternoon sothat it was much too short. They tried every combination ofclothing and pose imaginable. No blouse, then no skirt,change shoes, bra on, bra off, panty hose on, panty hoseoff, change skirts, remove skirt etc. I wasn't enjoyingthis at all but I wasn't as scared as I had been originally.I was still scared and maybe a little angry (although myfear overruled my anger) but it wasn't as hard to go alongwith them as it had been in the beginning. I realized whatGloria had done. By making me pose nude at first, I knewthe worst was over and that things had to get better. Itworked. Both Dave and Phil became quite solicitous, as longas I cooperated they were gentle. About 9:30 Dave told Gloria he was done. Mona piped up,"I have one more idea." I was directed to put on somesuntan panty hose, my black heels, and my daughters Whitesweater, but no skirt. The sweater was quite long andactually partially covered my thighs. Gloria brought me tothe kitchen, bent me over the sink and soaked the sweaterwith water. She brought me dripping into the living room.Mona had collected 3 hair dryers and they began heating thesweater to dry it, while I was still in it. It took about anhour. When they finished they repeated the process. Finallythey did it again. This time before it was totally dry Monasuggested they try some shots. By now the sweater hadshrunk. It was from fitting. It had stretched around mybreasts and was tight on my stomach. It still covered alittle thigh. Dave posed me in front of the tree again. This time hetook several rolls of film of just this outfit. I knelt, Ibent over, I was twisted, and even took one shot lookingstraight at the camera, hands underneath my chest as if Iwas offering my breasts. This shot took awhile to get rightbecause they insisted I smile. It wasn't easy but Gloria'sthreats and the promise that they would keep it up until Igot it right scared me into trying. The resultant grimacewasn't great but Dave said it would do. Finally Gloriasuggested the men pose with me. I knelt in front of them,Dave unzipped his fly and placed my hand around his penis.I began to perform as he wished. When he was done he didnot put his penis back into his pants, he stood next to wewhile I was forced to suck Phil. During this time Gloriatook numerous shots. Finally they were done. I was told to kneel in the corner for a while. Monaasked me about the family photo that we had taken severalweeks earlier. "Tom told me that you are going to sendcards this year with that photo on them". I noddedagreement. Dave looked at Gloria and they both smiled."Bring us some of them!" "When will you pick them up?" Ireplied that they should be ready on Monday. Gloria orderedme to bring them to her immediately after I got them. Thephone rang, Dave answered it. "Everythings fine, she shouldbe finished in a little. Joan, it's Tom." He handed me thephone and I took it. "He sounded a little irritated. It'swell passed midnight hon, when will you be home? I didn'tthink you would stay this long, I wish you would have called,is everything all right?" As he was speaking Phil hadreached over and was absentmindedly fondling my thigh.Denise tried to smother a giggle but failed. I told Tom Iwas all right and would be home soon. He sounded a littlerelieved, I told him not to wait up, He said he would try butin any case to wake him when I got in. I promised and wehung up. I asked Gloria if I could leave. She told me that they weren't done with me yet. Shewanted to get a few more shots of me with my ring fingerwrapped around Dave's penis. I was posed again, and again.Finally they were through. Gloria told me to dress, as Ihad been dressed when I arrived. I did but Mona stopped mewhen I started to put the skirt on. Gloria told me that Iwas through for the weekend but that I had better be backMonday at 1:30 with the family Christmas cards. "Do you hear me?" "Yes, I heard." "Than you better behere." Gloria took me into the kitchen where we were joinedby Mona. "Joan, I have a few instructions for you; firstyou will no longer wear pantsuits or jeans, you will wearskirts and dresses ALWAYS, second you will no longer say noto a man, and third you will use the back door when you areat my home." Do you understand? I nodded. She soundedgentle so I asked her why.....Before The words were out ofmy mouth I was told to "Shut UP!!! In due time you willlearn, for now, just cooperate and you will be allowed tocontinue your way of life. Mona got up to leave. Igathered my skirt in my hand, looked for my slip with nosuccess, found my purse and headed for the door. "Wrongdoor bitch" with that Gloria pointed at the back door. Iwalked out and found Mona waiting out front. She motionedfor me to get into her car. I did. She drove to my house,once in front I started to put my skirt on. She stopped me."Get out of the car." "I'm not dressed." She reached overand pushed me out, I was to scared to fight. Once out ofher car I stood there, she had stopped under a street light,and put my skirt on. I walked into the house. On the kitchen counter was a yellow manila envelope.Joan, read me, it said in large red letters. I opened itand gasped. It contained a blank diary, but also abouttwenty pictures taken two weeks earlier. The photographsformed a chronological record of my gang-rape. There was anote. "Joan use this diary to record what happened to youduring the last two weeks. Be detailed, be specific, recordeverything about your feelings. Bring this with you when youcome over Monday. You may keep the snapshots. So far youare the only one in your family who has seen them. If youcontinue to cooperate, we may be able to keep it this way.Sweet Dreams............. Gloria, Mona, and Denise." I stuffed the photo's back into the manilla envelope andshoved it into a cabinet full of junk that no one everlooked into, and stumbled upstairs sobbing quietly. Tom wassound asleep when I got there. For some reason I looked onhis dresser. There was one of his business cards with somewriting on it, I took it into the bathroom to read. It wasa women's handwriting, it had a phone number, and address,and it was signed Mona...........Not knowing what could comenext, I crawled off to bed. I thought about the day, Tom'spossible relationship with Mona, and Gloria's final orders.I drifted off to sleep. --ÿ

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