Robbed And

Joey pushes me back on the bed easily, he is half my age and his strength is obvious in his tanned muscled arms. “Sit back there you dumb cunt” he laughs; and I realise that he has figured out I am a man dressed as a woman. I don’t know whether I am more ashamed of myself for being unable to protect my wife or being caught dressed as a woman. He yells out, “hey Frank, this other sad old slag is a fucking man dressed up as a sorry looking slut of woman”. I hear Frank clattering around in the other rooms. “I’ll be there in a minute he calls, just keep the cunts quiet while I get the silver and any other shit worth taking” he calls back. He sneers at me “you fucking panty boy homo gutless prick, you should see yourself you silly old fat tranny” and laughs. “At least you wife ain’t as ugly as you, you fag hag.” I just sit there stunned on the bed as he pulls open my wife’s skirt and slides his hand up her thigh.

Now I know this is going go to go from bad to worse as Frank comes back in the room. “Looks like your having fun” he chuckles at Joey as watches him slide his hands over my wife’s thighs and up to her panty crotch. “Now you fucking sorry looking tranny hag, if you behave yourself and tell me where your cash is, I might just be able to stop Joey from raping you wife” he glares at me. “So be fucking quick and don’t stuff me about!” “In her bag there, she has a purse, and my wallet is on the dresser beside the bed” I squeal as I watch the squat, powerful thief molest my wife. Feelings of helplessness again overcome me; I am disgusted with myself for just sitting here watching Kerry squirm under the hands of this thug. Frank empties my wallet and Kerry’s purse of cash and credit cards. “I’ve changed my mind” he laughs, “think I’ll let Joey rape the old lady while just sit here on the bed and enjoy the entertainment”.