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"Debt Without Honor"
Part 1 of 2
Alecia D <AleciaD@altavista.com>

My story contains descriptions of sexual activity, bondage,
sadism, humiliation, domination, forced sex acts and all
the usual things that make stories like this interesting.
If you can be offended by a story of this sort, you should
stop reading now. If stories like this are illegal where
you are or you are under the age of 21, it would be best to
move along to something else.

For those of you who are still here, this is a complete
story from a series. If you want to be notified when
subsequent episodes are posted, just send me a note at
AleciaD@altavista.com.

The story is my copyright and should not be placed on any
commercial web site without my specific permission. It may
be downloaded and archived elsewhere as long as it is
unchanged and all author and copyright information remains
in tact.


Episode 1 - Ashley Pays a Price

--

"Johnny, Johnny, Johnny. You made a promise, pal. You made
a promise, and now it's time to deliver."

The man talking to John was big, very big indeed. Although
he was nicely dressed in a two piece silk suit, it was
obvious that he would be far more comfortable dressed in
leather and scuffling in an ally someplace in the inner
city. The two other men with him, looked far less
reputable. Ashley couldn't imagine ever meeting people like
these and yet here they were standing inside her home. Her
husband had let them in as soon as he saw who they were. He
knew who these animals were and that made her very
frightened.

"Look John, last week you gave me a sob story about how you
couldn't pay me the vigorish. You said you'd take care of
me this week. Well, here we are again, Johnny, and more
bullshit from you. I don't like it, pal.

"Did I force you to borrow the $250 thousand? No. Did I ask
you if 5% vig per week was okay? Yes. Did you agree to
everything. Hell yes!

"John, what the fuck is going on? You owe me a payment of
$25 thousand this week, but you give me nothing, nothing
mother fucker, and I want to tell you I'm really mad, more
than you can believe."

John and Ashley were just ready to go out for a happy night
on the town. It was their fourteenth anniversary and they
wanted to have a good time. They decided to dress tonight
and they looked like an upscale Ken and Barbie.

John was wearing the understated elegance of Saville Road,
and Ashley wore the magic of Stella McCartney. Even though
she was in her early thirties, she could get away with
wearing such young looking clothes because she looked much
younger than her actual age. She almost weighed the same as
she did at eighteen, and she had the same shape except that
her breasts were a little fuller, and her butt a little
rounder. The years were good to John as well. The couple
looked like something from the cover of a fashion magazine.

"John, things are different now because you lied to me.
Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you or anything. Not
today, no, not today asshole. But it's time for you to
understand that you fucked up."

Ashley was afraid. She had never seen men like these before
and didn't know what to do. She wanted to run from their
flame, but she also wanted to stay and see what would
happen next. She really had no choice, though.  She was
here and she knew she could not get away from these
horrible people.

A really ugly man stepped forward and hit John very, very
hard, and he collapsed to the floor holding his stomach,
moaning softly to himself. He couldn't breath at first, and
he would feel a lot worse later on.

"Look Johnny, I know you plan on making your marker. No big
deal, really, but you've made me look bad, and I got to go
back to the office and explain your shit to the big guy.
You understand, don't you? I got to show the boss that I'm
in charge and that you're really going to happen next
time."

Ashley knew that John had borrowed $250 thousand to remodel
the restaurant. Well, he was a little extended at the bank,
but that was not a problem. The cash flow from the
restaurant would certainly cover the debt in very little
time. John said that expenses were high just now on account
of the remodeling, and sales were low because they had to
close the place while the work was being done. It had
something to do with construction delays and permits. She
didn't know all the details.

"Here's what we're gonna do, pal. I know you'll get things
up to date in the next three or four days, maybe sooner,
right? Of course. So we're just gonna take some collateral
to make sure everything happens like you said.

"Since your wife is all ready to go, we'll just take her
along with us. And, don't bother getting up, John, we can
find our own way out." The big man started to laugh as one
of his colleagues grabbed the young wife and pulling her
roughly away from her now prostrate husband.

John raised his head from the floor and looked at the men
in stunned disbelief. They were taking his wife? He saw it
happening and yet, he couldn't do anything to stop them.

"Here's something to think about when you're getting my
money together." As he spoke, his left hand reached down
and grabbed the hem of Ashley's dress. Both her arms were
being held behind her back, so her struggles were useless
as her dress was slowly pulled up over her stocking tops
and then over her garter belt. Ashley was wearing really
sexy panties that she knew would make John hot later in the
evening. She couldn't believe that these three ugly men
were looking at them now and that she could do nothing to
hide herself from their lustful eyes.

"You're wife's got some damn nice legs. John. Damn nice,
and her pussy isn't that bad either."

He started moving his hand up and down the white expanse
between the top of her stocking and the start of her tiny
panties. She tried to move away from his wandering hand,
but only succeeded in pressing her ass into the pelvis of
the man who held her. He held her so tightly that her
struggles resulted in nothing more than her ass moving
slowly from side to side. She could feel the hardness start
to form behind her and knew that the man holding her was
getting a hard on. She stopped moving and hoped that his
arousal would stop as well. It didn't, and his dick only
got bigger as he pressed it into the crack between her ass
cheeks. Even though it was still in his pants, Ashley
realized that it was the biggest dick she had ever felt,
and it seemed to be getting bigger as she struggled to get
away.

"John, we're not telling you to wait until you pay up.
Hell, no. You could run to a safe and give us the money
right now and all would be forgiven. Since you don't look
like you plan on doing that, here's what might be happening
to the little lady while you screw around and don't pay
us."

He pushed her panties aside and covered her pussy with his
hand and  started rubbing it with a persistent up and down
motion. She couldn't believe that at the most frightening
moment of her life, she was getting aroused.

She could feel the heat build up in her pussy that was now
being lubricated by her love juices. She felt his finger
press on her slit and then force it's way deep inside her.
His finger seemed to be as big as the average mans dick.
She felt like she was being fucked and couldn't do anything
to stop the torment. She also found that she couldn't do
anything to stop herself from being turned on by this
intrusion on her dignity. Her pussy lips embraced the
finger that was violating her and the wetness caused by her
juices betrayed her, making it easy for the intruder to
slide in and out of her cunt.

The man kept up the vigorous in and out motion until she
started making some sounds that only John had heard before.
She could feel the man behind her rubbing his dick up and
down inside the crack of her ass in time with the finger
that was torturing her pussy. And, when the third man
stepped next to her and started massaging her breasts, she
had an orgasm unlike anything she had ever felt before. In
the front of her mind there was nothing but pleasure.
Somewhere in the back, she watched everything that happened
with a sense of disbelief. How could she get turned on by
what these horrible people were doing to her? How could she
have an orgasm against her will?

The giant kicked John in the stomach again, and then
watched him writhe in pain as he tried regain his breath.
At the same time, one of the other men grabbed Ashley by
the arm and started moving her toward the door. She
struggled for a second until she realized that her strength
was nothing compared to the monster who now held her. He
didn't even notice that she was struggling and so she gave
up trying to get away. Instead, she opened her mouth to
scream, but before she could make a sound, a beefy hand
covered her mouth and most of her face.

"Look bitch, make one fucking sound and I'm gonna hurt you
real bad. Do you understand?"

Ashley realized that this man had total control over her
every movement. If she didn't do what he said, she was sure
that he would hurt her. She knew she could end up laying on
the floor like her husband, or maybe something even worse
would happen to her. She stopped struggling and stopped
trying to make a sound.

The tormentor in charge looked at her in the grasp of his
henchman and said, "We are gonna go outside and get in the
car that's waiting for us. You're not going to make a sound
or else Ralph will apply some real force. Do you
understand, bitch?" She was still afraid to make a sound so
she just nodded her head, "Yes". With that, the four of
them left John where he remained laying on the ground.

---

Two of the men sat in the front seat while Ashley sat in
the middle of the back seat between the leader and the man
that grabbed her when they took her from her home. They
pushed the skirt of her dress up revealing every thing from
the waist down. Her panties were quickly pushed aside and
the leader continued on with the hand job that had
embarrassed her so much just a few minutes ago. Once again
she was unable to stop from being turned on by his rough
treatment and started to make sounds of passion and lust.

The second man unzipped her dress and pulled it roughly off
her shoulders and down her arms. Her black strapless bra
was clearly visible making it easy for him to pull both of
her tits free from the tiny undergarment. He squeezed them
and pulled on the nipples in a way that almost made her
scream, not from pleasure, but from the pain that he seemed
to be trying to inflict on her. She didn't understand how
she could be having another orgasm and still be in such
pain, and yet she was cumming once again. She screamed out
this time as waves of lust rolled over her body like the
relentless Pacific Ocean surf in the winter time.

The black car pulled into the underground parking lot and
stopped next to the basement elevator. There she found out
that the man in charge of her kidnapping was called Renford
by the rest of the gang. The three other men all seemed to
give him respect and a lot of distance.

When Renford step out of the car, he reached back and
roughly pulled Ashley out after him. She found herself
being moved toward the elevator with her dress up around
her waist and her tits revealed for all to see. She wanted
to stop and hide herself so these horrible people could not
look at her nudity, but Renford moved her along so fast she
could just barely maintain her balance. She could hear the
comments from Renford's three goons as they talked vulgarly
about her exposed condition.

"Look bitch, I didn't want you here, It's your husband's
fault and now we are stuck with you for as long as it takes
for him to come up with the money. We expect you to behave
and do exactly what you're told. If you don't you are going
to be punished severely. Do you understand what I'm saying
here?"

Ashley had never seen a more frightening look on any
person's face before that minute. Yes, she understood what
he said, and she knew that he meant ever word of it. She
knew she could do nothing except what he told her and she
didn't want to think about the consequences of not obeying
every single word.

The elevator stopped and opened directly into the Penthouse
Suite where Ashley was shoved into a room that opened off
the main entry hallway. When she looked around, she found
herself in a well appointed bedroom. The room was beautiful
with the main feature being a king size four poster bed
with a canopy that draped down in a way that seemed to add
some excitement and mystery to the whole room. The bed had
some hidden secrets that she would only find out about
later.

Renford looked at her with a sardonic smile on his face and
said, "Ashley, you don't seem to understand that you are
going to do just what we tell you or you'll pay a stiff
price."

She was afraid and quickly turned in an attempt to leave.
Ralph grabbed her and threw her to the floor before she was
able to move even one step away. She landed on her side and
then rolled over from the strength of the throw. As she
did, her dress rode up and revealed her legs and the vee of
her panties to the three men who were looking at her with
anticipation.

Before she could pull her dress down, one of the men
grabbed her and forced her up on her hands and knees. Her
dress was pulled up by one of the others until her ass was
completely revealed. She felt her panties being slowly
pulled down as if her ass was being unveiled at some sort
of pervert art show.

"Hell of an ass ya got there, babe." "Sure can't wait to
stick my nine incher up that crack, bitch." "I bet she
could fuck and suck all of us and still be begging for
more."

She wanted to ask them to stop talking about her like that,
but before she could, she felt a hand slapping her on here
exposed butt,

SLAP!

"This is just a taste of what you will get if you don't do
just what I tell you to do." Renford said this in a very
matter of fact way, and yet, Ashley knew he meant every
word of it.

SLAP!

She felt the pain of his bare hand battering her
unprotected ass. The two slaps left large red marks on her
butt cheeks and her ass felt like it was burning from the
pain.

SLAP!

"Do you understand what I'm saying, Ashley?"

SLAP!

"Yes!", she screamed out hoping that he would not hit her
again.

SLAP!

"When you talk to anyone around here, you say master. Do
you understand me?" The giant appeared ready to strike her
again. Before he could do it, Ashley blurted out so words
she hoped would stop him.

"Yes master, I understand you. Please, don't hit me again,
master."

SLAP!

"Look bitch, you don't tell me what to do! Open your
fucking mouth again and I will shove my fist down your
throat. Do you understand?"

"Yes master", she answered him in a feeble and terrified
voice that revealed all her fear and terror.

Ashley never had anyone talk to her like this before. She
was afraid. She was more than afraid, she was terrified and
excited at the same time. She was on all fours, with her
dress pulled up over her ass and her panties pulled down to
her knees. The three ugly men were able to look at her red
ass and her clearly excited pussy, and there was nothing
she could do about it. Worst of all, she knew that this was
just the start. Her only hope was that her husband would
raise the ransom money soon, and if he didn't, she knew
that she would under go some horrible treatment at the
hands of these terrible people.

She heard a zipper being pulled down and then Renford told
her to get up on her knees. The big man stepped in front of
her and displayed his fully erect dick. She realized that
he enjoyed making her ass red in some twisted sexual way
and that she would have to satisfy his lust or face even
more punishment. She decided she had to make an effort to
get this degradation over with as quickly as possible. The
other three men watched her expectantly as she addressed
the cock that was only inches from her face.

Ashley grabbed on to the base of Renford's cock with one
hand and she started to rub his balls with the other. She
stroked his cock and felt it get even bigger as he forced
it into her tiny mouth. She started sucking on his penis as
hard as she could while moving her head back and forth.
With each thrust, his dick was able to get a little farther
into her mouth and she soon felt it touching the back of
her throat, but fear kept her from gagging even when it
seemed as if the fat prick was pushing down her throat. She
kept sucking his cock harder and harder, hoping he would
quickly cum and stop her torment.

She moved her other hand back toward Renford's asshole and
rubbed around the rim at first and then tried to push a
finger inside. Her hope was that this would get him off
quickly and so stop the degrading act she was playing out
for the men who watched her. She could hear their rude
comments as she moved her fingers back toward his balls
again. As she did, she squeezed and jacked his prostrate in
time with the movement of his dick into her mouth. She
could not understand why, but she was giving this evil man
the best blow job she ever gave to anyone one and she
seemed to be getting aroused as she continued with her
efforts to perform this humiliating act.

In less than two minutes, she felt him shoot a big load of
sperm into her mouth. She knew that she had to swallow
every drop of his spunk before she could expect him to take
his dick out of her mouth. He continued his in and out
motion causing the last vestiges of his seed to dribble
into her mouth. Her furious sucking cleaned out the last
milky white drop and she let all of it go down her throat.

Renford pulled his dick out of Ashley's mouth and stopped
when it was just in front of her face. He looked at her
with an evil grin and said, "Clean it off, bitch, and don't
leave a speck of anything on it."

The woman quickly started to lick his dick to clean off any
remaining traces of his orgasm. She pushed back the skin of
his uncircumcised dick and used her tongue to clean the
area under that protective skin. She deep throated him a
couple of times and finally felt that she cleaned off every
bit of the mess from his orgasm.

Ashley thought she was done, but soon realized her work had
just begun. As soon his Renford stepped away, Ralphie moved
forward with his dick already out of his pants, standing up
in a beckoning way, and ready to be buried in her mouth. He
wasted no time jamming his cock into her face and pumping
away in a rapid fury. Ralph grabbed her hair and pushed her
face against his body. His dick was buried in her throat
and she started to gag. Her moaning sounds seem to excite
Ralph and as she struggled to get away, he came mightily in
her mouth with an explosion of male juices.  Ashley
swallowed everything he had, and then started cleaning off
his cock as she had done for Renford. While she was working
on Ralphie, she heard him say, "Billy, you're next and is
this shit good. Feels like a fucking vacuum cleaner. Man,
you're gonna love this bitch."

Billy almost pushed Ralphie out of the way as he quickly
stuck his fully erect penis into Ashley's mouth. Her jaw
was sore from sucking on the first two cocks, but she knew
better than to slow down now. She gave Billy the same
workout she gave the other two and it seemed that his
watching helping things along as he came in her mouth less
than 30 seconds after she started sucking him off. His load
was just as big as either one of the others and he made her
clean him off and suck him dry using nothing but her mouth
and tongue.

"Did you like that bitch?" said Renford as he laughed at
her still kneeling on the ground.

"Yes, master." She really didn't want this to continue, but
was afraid of what might happen if she said anything he
didn't want to hear.

"You want us to do it again don't you, Ashley?"

"Yes, master." She hoped he wasn't serious and was quite
relived when he told her to get up. He pointed to the
bathroom and told her to get ready for a party. She knew
that she had to hurry and returned in a few minutes looking
almost as nice as when they first saw her. She didn't feel
that way, though.

---

Ashley and her three captors walked from the bedroom, down
the hall and there entered a large room where a party was
well underway. At first it seemed that they were just five
more people coming to join the happy crowd. But when the
people noticed Renford and Ashley, there was a heightened
sense of awareness as if this was the moment everyone had
been expecting. Conversation dropped to a minimum as all
eyes turned to the newcomers.

"Renford, this must be Ashley. Nice of you to decide to
drop by babe and act as collateral for your husband's
loan." The man who was talking was obviously in charge, and
when he spoke no one else made a sound. When he joked about
Ashley's predicament, everyone laughed along with him as if
everything he said was the funniest they had ever heard.

"Yes, Don Reynaldo, this is Ashley." Renford no longer
seemed to be the man in charge. Even though he was much
larger than Reynaldo, he gave the Don all of his respect.

Don Reynaldo turned to the young woman who was standing
next to him. She was very beautiful and couldn't have been
more than 18 or 19. It was easy to tell that she had a
wonderful body under the clothes that she was wearing
because they were tight, skimpy and hid almost nothing from
view. And, she had plenty to view. "Elena, what do you
think of Ashley?"

The girl leered at Ashley and seemed to be enjoying
Ashley's discomfort.

"She looks real hot Rennie, and I just love that dress she
is wearing. Looks like a designer original."

Don Reynaldo faced Ashley once again, and said in a matter
of fact way, "Elena likes your dress, Ashley, so why don't
you give it to her?"

Ashley couldn't believe what she just heard and she wasn't
taking her dress off in front of all these people. Just
before she started to object, Renford grabbed her and threw
her to the ground.

"Look bitch, when Don Reynaldo tells you to do something,
you do it. He doesn't want to hear any excuses, or have you
waste his time. Do you understand?" She said that she did
and tried to get up, but he easily pushed her back down and
told her to stay there until the Don decided what to do
with her.

"Ashley, you have to realize that I'm in charge here and
you're nothing. I think you need a small taste of what will
happen if you don't start understanding how things work.
Get up on your hands and knees."

Before Ashley could make a move, Renford picked her up with
one hand and adjusted her in a way that she ended up on her
hands and knees. As soon as she was in place, Renford
turned to a stand near the wall and removed a long cane
from the container. It was about a half inch in diameter
and slightly shorter than three feet in length.

She knelt on all fours as she heard the whoosh, whoosh,
whoosh sounds Renford made as he swung the cane in the air.
She imagined how much it would hurt her ass even though she
had some protection from the dress and panties she was
wearing. She waited fearfully until she heard Don Reynaldo
speak.

"Elena, why don't you pull our little friend's skirt up so
she can get the full impact of the lesson Renford is going
to give her?"

As soon as she heard Renaldo speak, Elena gleefully ran
over to where Ashley waited her punishment like a tiny
animal before the slaughter. She pulled Ashley's dress up
around her waist, revealing her black garter belt, black
seamed nylons and tiny black panties. The large crowd of
people pushed forward to get a better look at the secrets
being uncovered right before their eyes.

"Get those panties down, too. We're going let the rubber
hit the road?" There was a murmur of expectation from the
crowd as Elena slowly inched the tiny black panties over
the round globes that comprised Ashley butt. She tantalized
and teased the crowd with the unveiling of Ashley's ass,
then the tiny brown bud the was hidden in the crack of her
butt, and finally she let everyone see the poor girl's
pussy as the panties slide easily down Ashley's legs where
they stopped as they hit the floor.

Ashley's panties held her legs together and made it very
difficult for her to maintain her balance. She knew that
everyone in the room was looking at her, and she could hear
laughing and movement as people tried to get a better view
of her humiliation.

Ashley could here the whoosh, whoosh, whoosh of the cane as
Renford sliced it threw the air. He was warming up and she
realized that he planned on hitting her very hard. For a
moment she stopped thinking about what the people in the
audience could see, and started to worry about the pain
that she knew was going to come next.

Renford stood to Ashley's left as the room went silent with
anticipation. The giant glanced down at the terrified woman
who looked even smaller than she was as she knelt on her
hands and knees, and he said, "You have to learn how to
behave while you're here. Do you understand, Ashley?"

"Yes."

Whoosh. Smack!

The girl screamed as the force of the cane made a highly
visible red stripe across her well proportioned ass.
"Ashley, you have to show some respect when I talk to you."

"Yes, sir."

Whoosh. Smack!

She screamed again as another stripe was laid on just above
the last one. "Not good enough, Ashley."

The woman was frantic. She had to say the right thing
before he hit her again. She was trying to think and cry at
the same time. The tears were running down her cheeks and
she could do nothing about it. The two blows had numbed her
ass at first, but now the heat and pain from the two hits
raced up from her ass and attacked every nerve in her body.
She felt the agony and pain with almost the same force as
she had when the actual blows were struck. It was as if a
bolt of electricity jolted every part of her in one
blinding flash.

"Yes, MASTER!" She finally remembered the right words to
use and hoped that he would now stop and let her hide
herself from the eyes of these strangers.

"That's more like it. Just make sure that you call everyone
Master or Mistress. If you don't, well, there is plenty
more of this."

Whoosh. Smack!

She screamed out at the hardest hit of all. She could not
hold back her crying. Crying that was caused by the pain of
her punishment, and also by the realization that she was
trapped by these people and could do nothing about it.

Renford pulled her roughly to her feet and made her stand
in front of Don Reynaldo once again. She was afraid to look
at this powerful man and hoped that he was finished
punishing her.

"Okay Ashley, back to where we were. Elena likes your
dress and I want you to give it to her, now."

Ashley knew that she would be quickly thrown back on the
floor if she didn't do as she was told. She didn't have a
choice and slowly moved her hands toward the back of her
dress. There was a sound of excitement heard from the crowd
as the zipper slowly move down the woman's slender back.
Ashley pulled the dress from her sleeves and then struggled
to pull the tight skirt up from her hips. The dress proved
difficult at first, but them slipped over her ass revealing
Ashley standing there with her panties still around he
knees.

She pulled the dress over her head, and after a moment she
handed the silk garment to Elena. The young girl threw the
dress off to the side and Ashley waited to see what would
happen next. It didn't take long for her to find out.

"Gee, Ashley, looks like you panties are already half way
off, so why don't you give them to Elena as well."
Reynaldo was smiling at her with a look of interest and
expectation.

Everyone watched with amusement as she stepped out of her
panties and handed them to the young girl. Elena had a big
smile on her face as she looked at Ashley's pussy that was
now on display for all to see.

"We don't have anymore time to waste with this shit, so
give Elena everything you got on and make it fast,
understand, Ashley?"

"Yes, master."

Ashley understood even more as she saw Renford give her a
fierce look and take a step closer still holding the cane
that brought her such exquisite pain only moments before.

She quickly unsnapped her bra and handed the black lacy to
Elena. She undid her suspenders and freed the black nylons
from the garter belt she was now removing. She took off her
shoes next, and handed these to Elena as well. She put on
an unexpected show as she almost fell over trying to take
one of her stockings off. The pink slit at the vee between
her legs was clearly visible as she struggled to maintain
her balance on one leg as she removed the stocking from the
other. She finally handed over every item of clothing she
was wearing to Elena and felt herself turning red as every
eye in the room soaked in her complete nakedness.


End of Part 1

"Debt Without Honor"
Alecia D <AleciaD@altavista.com>



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