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The camera captured a green string emerging from the bushes, hidden behind my wife's thighs. No, it wasn't a string; it looked like some kind of cord. The man reached for my wife's thighs with the hand opposite the one holding the camera, forcing her legs apart. However, she resisted, refusing to open them. Then there was a loud smacking sound. The man had slapped her thighs with all his might. Perhaps startled, my wife relaxed her thighs and opened them at the man's command, exposing her deep, dark region to the camera.
A green cord protruded from my wife's private parts and was attached to a string around her waist. The man then grabbed the green cord and slowly pulled it toward him. There was a faint sound of the car moving inside, along with the sound of machinery gradually beginning to ring out. The green cord slowly emerged from my wife's private parts. Then a round, egg-shaped object appeared. At the same time, the mechanical noise grew louder, and a clear, mucus-covered object, clearly a vibrator, appeared on screen.
The man pulled the vibrator out about halfway and pushed it back into my wife with his finger. His lower body was visible on the screen, and her thighs were motionless, as if nothing had happened. What kind of expression was she making? I had the illusion that my wife was appearing in an adult video.
The screen then zoomed out, revealing a full view of my wife. The man, who had been filming her from next to her, had moved to the front and was now sitting next to her again. He was filming her from the side. She was sitting next to him, facing slightly toward the man, leaning against the seat and the window. The man's hand appeared in front of the camera, holding a green square object. It was a square object with only an ON/OFF switch. I could guess what it was. The man turned the switch off. At the same time, the mechanical noise that had been ringing faintly inside the car disappeared.
Then, as if the car had stopped, the man said, "I'm getting out," and opened the car door, filming my wife with the camera as he got out. Filming my wife meant he was getting out facing backwards. And since she was getting out, the door was open. This meant my wife's naked body was visible from outside.
The landscape behind my wife was filled with green trees. Was it a park or somewhere else? Then the man got out, and a young man, presumably from the driver's seat, got into the back seat where my wife was riding alone. What was he going to do? I stared at the screen, trying to suppress my pounding heart.
The man pushed aside the coat that was hanging from my wife's body, touched her private parts, and began to untie the strings that were binding her hands behind her back. Then both of her arms were free. The man handed her the coat, and she put it on. Then the young man got out, holding her hand. My wife's face, reflected on the screen, looked like she was about to burst into tears. The young man's face was completely captured on screen.
He looked a little stiff, perhaps nervous about taking out a woman completely naked in just his coat. He didn't seem used to this kind of thing. But the sight of my wife being manipulated by this man made me feel like my heart was being torn apart. Among the men wearing short-sleeved shirts, the woman was the only one wearing a coat. Was she wearing shoes?
I looked down and saw they were slippers. It was as if she was just wearing hotel slippers. The young man walked in front, my wife following behind. There was no sign of anyone nearby. That said, this was just my impression from watching the video. There might actually be someone a little further away. The young man, worried about them, also looked around nervously as he walked.
Their pace gradually slowed, and it felt more like they were just taking a stroll than heading in any particular direction. Then a man's voice was heard. "Ma'am, stop right there." The wife and the young man stopped. The young man walked off to the side so he wouldn't be visible on screen.
He must have been near the man filming. The wife was seen in the shade of a small tree, looking down. "Well, Ma'am, it's hot walking around in a coat at this time of year. Besides, you're just going to stand out, right? Take it off then," the man, presumably filming, could be heard saying. The young man replied, as if nodding in agreement. "It's embarrassing for us to walk around with a woman wearing a coat when it's this hot." The wife on the screen showed no reaction. "I know that's why your wife acts like that," the other man spoke. He didn't say much and had a low presence. "Switch it on," the man filming said, and the vibrator switch appeared on the screen and flipped to ON.
He was about two or three meters away from the camera. Of course, no sound could be heard. It must have come off due to the vibrations from walking. Just as I was thinking this, the man spoke. "Now, Mrs., you decide whether you want to take it off yourself or have us take your coat and walk around this park completely naked."
My wife gradually began to bend over, dropping to her knees and putting her hands on her knees. Then she stood up again, becoming more aware of her surroundings. After making sure no one was around, she began to unbutton her coat. She unbuttoned the top five buttons, starting from the top. Gaps gradually opened up where the buttons had been undone, revealing her skin.
Once she'd finished unbuttoning all the buttons, she began to slide the coat down from her shoulders. The swell of her breasts became visible through the gradually growing gaps, revealing patches of her body that had changed color, and her entire chest was captured on screen. Once her bush was visible, she began to remove the coat from her left arm. Once she'd finished, she took the coat off her right shoulder and used it to cover herself. By "covered," I meant only the part of her body facing the camera. From behind, she was completely exposed.
A young man approached my wife, who seemed confused and unsure of what to do, and forcibly took the coat from her. Perhaps because my wife was embarrassed that her naked body would be exposed if she continued to hold on to her coat, she barely moved her hands, and the young man easily took the coat away from her. She then hid her breasts with her arms. Her breasts were covered, but her lower body was completely visible.
Perhaps out of sheer embarrassment, my wife began to turn to the side, and the camera moved to get a shot of her from the front. Not knowing what to do, my wife just stood there. She knew she was in an embarrassing position, but there was nothing she could do about it; she was a woman in an extremely vulnerable position. The camera then showed the park behind my wife and zoomed out to show her bush. The screen made a point of saying that she was a woman who should be exposing herself in such a place.
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