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Everybody Love's Raymond's Wife
(Chapter's 6-10)
Warning:
This story is fiction, and should be treated as such. The following
story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains
descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex
stories upset you, DO NOT read any further. If it is illegal in your
location, DO NOT read it.
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of a review or posted to a free-access, noncommercial archive sites.
Disclaimer: All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to anyone,
either alive or dead, is purely coincidental.
'Everybody Loves Raymond' is syndicated and (C) to King World Studios
West Inc. Usage of the characters here is in no way reflective of the
real show or the actors in it, and in now way intended to undermine
their values.
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Notmystory@kc.rr.com
(Note to readers after doing some research on-line I have narrowed
down that in the Second season the Debra character is supposed to be
somewhere between 33-35 years of age so I am basing this story in that
time frame FYI.)
Chapter 6
Debra Barone approached the monster in front of her ready to strike.
She had been pushed to brink by these men and the deplorable acts she
had been forced to perform. She felt the dried semen crack on her face
as her brow wrinkled staring at the man.
Lou watched as Debra approached him, the drugs he had given her
earlier should have worn off by now and he hoped to force her to
perform for him willing adding to her humiliation. She looked like
hell her make-up smeared, hair a mess, the skimpy top and skirt she
wore both disheveled and thrown on. He could see the tell-tale signs
of her ordeal in the dried fluids on her face and chest. His eyes had
locked there gaze on her erect nipples poking through the thin top.
The first blow took him totally by surprise as Debra knocked him in
the side of the jaw hard enough she hurt her hand in the process. He
recovered quickly and was able to block the knee to the groan that
followed. She landed several punches to his torso before he'd grabbed
her arms with the help of his two accomplices who had jumped from the
SUV.
Debra found her self pushed into the backseat of the Ford Expedition
by her blackmailers. She had begun to scream for help she screamed
"Rape!!!" and "Someone Call the POLICE!" before the door was closed
and a hand was clamped around her mouth roughly. Two of the
blackmailers had climbed in the backseat with her as the third started
the vehicle and began to drive away from the scene.
One of the blackmailers held her to his chest one arm restraining hers
while the other covered her mouth. The second man had begun to tie her
arms together before pulling out a large roll of duct tape from the
back of the vehicle. He pulled several strips of tape free and then
stuffing something in her mouth tapped it in place.
Debra found herself hogtied in the backseat of the speeding SUV in
mere minutes. Furious at how she was being treated she continued to
struggle in her bonds, that's when she heard the men begin to speak to
one another.
"Well what are we going to do with her now she's still fighting us?"
one said.
"We stick to the plan. Just go to the parlor she'll make the call or
else." another said coolly.
Debra's mind raced what where they talking about? What parlor? Make
what call? She started to try to unravel their conversation now no
longer struggling in her bonds. She would not be forced to do another
thing no matter what. She would fight, she would stop this before
anything else happened she promised herself. She lay on the two men's
laps steadying her resolve when she felt a hand move under the thin
skirt.
"So how long will her clit stay like this?" One of the men said
pushing her engorged lips together as some of her fluids squeshed free
of her body.
"Well I don't know to tell you the truth one dose last about 24 hours
I gave her a triple dose and the last time I checked she was still
stiff as a board." Someone answered.
She felt a hand push her top down as he grabbed a handful of her
breast and squeezed.
"What about these honkers how big you think they are?" her groper
asked.
"We'll lets just say those 34B bra's she had won't do the job anymore
I don't think. We bought a 36DD for tonight but once the swelling goes
down we figured they'll just be 36D's. 'Course I'm thinking of giving
the bitch a couple more shot's if she gives us anymore trouble. Make
her fun bags explode from the swelling know what I mean?" Lou said to
the laugh's of the other men.
Debra sat horrified by what she heard, how could anyone be so
heartless. She had been changed physically for life. The emotional
scares would never heal nor would she be able to enjoy sex the same
way again. She felt like she had been killed and was now just a shell
of her former self.
The man fingering her cunt continued to probe in and out of her
womanhood asking yet another horrifying question of the other men.
"So how many guy's did you say she'd been with this week." he asked
sinking a second finger into her.
"Well the four of us multiple times then 13 guys the first night. Then
what is was seven more Tuesday but those guys used her what two, three
times each. Then the eight basketball players and the coach." He said
before being interrupted.
"Hey that thirteen year old never really fucked her." Someone chimed
in.
"So the kid suffered a little premature ejaculation but he did it
trying to stick it in her so we'll give it to her. Okay and then these
four guys from that website. So what is that like 36 guys fucking her
god knows how many times. I mean that's not counting the 47 guys she
did that first weekend we put her to work. So we've got her taped with
over like eighty guys I'm sure her family would like to see." Lou said
with a laugh.
Debra cried tears mixing with the cum on her face as the men talked
about her as though she wasn't even there. Then she felt the man whose
lap her ass was on unzip his pants.
"Help me get her up all this talk is making me horny." He said trying
to pull her up onto his cock.
"You're fucking depraved!" his friend replied pushing her up onto his
partners cock.
Debra couldn't believe she was again being raped by these monsters.
The pain of this intrusion was lessened because her groan had no
feeling left to it. The dull sensation was now almost second nature to
her. The bastard grabbed her enlarged breast and tried to use them to
bounce her up and down on his cock. He complimented her on still
having a nice tight cunt after all her lovers as he plowed through her
grunts of pain.
She'd closed her eyes and tried to forget what was happening to her as
he pleasured himself inside her. Finally she felt him release his seed
inside her sore vagina as he grunted his labored compliments to her
for the fine lay she was.
She sat on the bastards lap his softening cock still impaled inside
her for the rest of the ride. It took another ten minutes before they
stopped in the alley and opening the door someone pulled her from the
man's lap and tossed her over their shoulder. She was carried into the
backdoor of a building sperm running down the back of her leg.
She was dropped in the dentist like chair as the men began to disperse
into the building. The leader of the little group stayed behind and
producing a knife cut her bonds free of her arms and legs. He told her
to clean up as he pointed to a small room off to the side of the room
she was in. She found a shower, sink and toilet inside the sealed room
and no way to escape she took the time to clean herself up as best she
could. She found her clothes missing when she exited the shower and
finally left the room wearing only a towel.
As soon as she entered the main room she was grabbed by two of the men
and tossed back in the chair. She was quickly bound to the chair arms,
legs, and her neck secured to the cold chair as her towel was ripped
from her body. Her first sound of protest landed a slap to her face
causing her to sit silently as she was bound to the chair.
The leader of the little group then wheeled up next to her face and
sternly looking in her eyes he began to speak.
"Look Debra this is what your going to do. I'm going to put you on the
phone and your going to tell your husband that they botched your hair
or what ever bullshit you want and that they are giving you three more
days to make up for it okay?" Lou told her.
"NO! Fuck you I'm not doing another thing for you I'll see you in hell
before I do anything" she told him defiantly as he pulled a tray up to
the chair.
"Hey Ripper I think were ready for you now." He said as he pulled the
paper towel from the tray exposing the needles underneath it.
Debra felt her legs still tied to the chair pulled apart as a burly
looking tattooed freak entered the room. He pulled up a stool of his
own smiling down at the now spread and bound young woman.
"Where do you want me to start?" he asked as he rubbed his hands
together.
"We'll start by piercing her belly button then both her breast. I
think well have you do her cunt you know the clit a couple of rings in
both of her lips. Then if she still acting spunky well do he nose both
nostrils and tongue. Do her lip eyebrow and what ever else you want.
Then you can take your payment from her. By the way has your hepatitis
gotten any better." Lou asked
"Fuck you all!" Debra yelled before she was again slapped.
"Maybe I should have had you start with her tongue." Lou said as
Ripper rubbed an alchol pad over her belly button.
She stared defiantly as Ripper brought a large gauge needle to her
stomach.
"You can stop this anytime Debra by making the phone call. So what
will it be?" Lou asked her holding up his hand.
She glared hatefully at him not willing to answer him. Lou lowered his
hand motioning for Ripper to continue. Ripper then lowered the needle
to continue, laid it on her flat stomach as he began to pinch at her
belly button. He then took a metal device of some type and used it to
clamp the skin around her navel together. She grunted in pain as he
clamped down on her navel.
The room was completely silent of all background noise. All Debra
could hear as she watched Ripper work was her own labored breathing.
She watched in a state of distanced shock as he placed the needle in
to some type of device. Holding the handle of the device he brought it
to her navel steadying his aim. The pain of the needle piercing her
skin was instant and severe. The gold hoop he slid in her belly button
was half an inch in diameter and caused her to whimper in pain as
tears ran down her cheek.
"Well Debbie you ready to make that call now Hon? Lou asked.
Debra stared up at him blankly she was in a state of shock how could
this be happening to her she was a member of the PTA a regular church
partioner. She had never been unfaithful to her husband never even
thought about it, not seriously anyway. She had never done anything
like this before not willingly or knowingly anyway. To find out what
had been done to her all those years ago and to now have to suffer
what she had been through. She didn't deserve this she had never done
anything to anyone to deserve what she was suffering, why would any
human being be willing to do this to another she wondered to herself
still trying to deal with the pain.
:Fine go for her cunt next Ripper I want a ring right on the hood."
Loy said not getting a response from Debra.
Ripper motioned for her legs to be spread as he moved his chair and
cart into postion between her now wide spread legs.
Debra grunted and whined more as her legs where pulled further apart
and locked in place. She felt like a wishbone and thought she two
would snap in half as she watched in terror as Ripper took a seat
between her legs. His fingers began to pry into her sex causing her
more discomfort than she was already in. Only having his clamp like
device locked in place over the hood of her clit brought her out of
her trance like state.
"Oh my god stop. Please stop please I'll do anything please just stop
okay stop!" she cried in unbearable pain.
"Okay Deb I'll have him stop if you make that call okay babe?" Lou
asked leaning over her distraught face.
"Yes whatever please just make it stop oh God it hurts so bad please
get it off I'll do anything just please stop it!" she yelled in pain
as Ripper moved the clamp.
Motioning for him to remove it Lou began to explain to Debra what she
had to do as Ripper pulled the clamp from her. She listened to his
demands and knew she couldn't take another three days at the hands of
these brutes. Her first utterance of protest led to Ripper reapplying
the clamp. Again she begged for release and agreed to Lou's terms
before he had Ripper remove the clamp yet again. Soon she had calmed
her voice enough a speaker phone was brought in and dialed after a
threat from Lou about what screwing up would mean to her.
The call went smoothly right till the end when Ray told her how much
he loved her and she lost it. The man next to the phone had hung up
the line before she had finished her first syllable in her call for
help.
True to his word Lou punished her having Ripper pierce her cunt with
another loop as well as sticking a stud through her tongue. He stopped
any further piercing after she swore her cooperation to him.
Finally she was released from the chair promising to do whatever she
was told and not causing her blackmailers any more grief. She was then
handed a red leather mini skirt and lacey black top that pushed her
chest up and apart. She put them on and a pair of red six inch
stilettos to match her suit. She applied the lipstick and mascara
heavily as directed and pulled her hair back into a ponytails on
either side of her head. She followed the men out thankful she had not
been forced to have sex with this Ripper character.
In the alley the group was startled by a bum in the alley. Debra was
disgusted by the mans upkeep appearance and smell. He obviously hadn't
bathed in days perhaps weeks. He was disgusting she cringed as she
looked at him.
He begged Lou for a dollar and she felt petty for him. That's when she
heard Lou offer him "Something even better." Asking the bum when was
the last time he'd gotten laid was. The bum responded it had been so
long he'd lost track. That's when Lou offered Debra to him for five
minutes.
Chapter 7

As a fresh tear streaked down her face Debra Barone dropped to her
knees on the scrap of cardboard the filthy bum had found for her. She
felt worn out and defeated as she cautiously reached out to take this
strangers cock into her mouth. At least it was only for five minutes
she told herself as she swallowed hard trying to keep herself from
vomiting in disgust. The stench of his unwashed crotch flooded her
nose with its pungent odor. She slowly opened her mouth as she brought
her lips to his member. As she slowly moved her mouth across his
putrid cock she decided the only thing worse than the smell was the
taste of his member.
As she moved up and down on his cock slowly, she closed her eyes
hoping to distance herself from what she was doing. The filthy street
person had placed his soiled hands in her hair and was now gently
moving her head up and down on his cock. As her humiliation grew Debra
was sure the time had passed as her jaw got sore from the disgusting
task. She opened her eyes and tried to look around at her blackmailers
for a sign, hoping they would put an end to the terrible humiliation
she was being forced to suffer. Instead she saw two of the men
standing around her with camcorders filming the pathetic act, as the
third handed the bum a condom he pointed him to a makeshift table.
The bum then helped Debra up to her feet and over to the table. With
the bums help she jumped up onto the unstable structure of the table
and watched in shock as the hoodlum pulled her legs wide apart. He
then handed the condom to her and lowered his gaze to his cock
positioned between her legs.
Debra rolled her eyes as she realized what the bum expected of her.
She wanted to tell this vagrant what to do with himself and the
condom, but she knew what a failure to do what was expected of her
would mean, and she couldn't allow that. She had all but forgotten the
pain of the piercings she had suffered earlier as she suffered through
giving this bum a blow job, but now lying on top of the table, her
legs spread obscenely wide the rings in her navel and cunt had begun
to pulse with pain. The stud through her tongue made her mouth feel
full, and in pain.
Gritting her teeth to deal with the pain and humiliation she reached
down between her legs and slowly unraveled the condom over the bums
cock. His cock now sheathed in the condom he slapped it against the
shiny ring at the top of her cunt.
Debra dropped her head back as the intense sensations of the slaps
shot through her body. Finally the filthy bum slid his cock into her
tortured sex. As he thrust in time and time again his hands pulled her
breast free of the leather top that incased them. Debra wanted to
scream out as her body was rocked with the sensations of his
attentions but instead she bit down on her lip, drawing blood under
the pressure.
She heard the bum directed to make sure he shot his load in her face
and his quick response that he would as his tempo increased. He rammed
his tool deep into Debra like a man possessed. He had tugged her
breasts free of the top and began drooling on them in his euphoric
state.
Debra was beside herself as she looked down between her widespread
legs at the homeless bum pummeling his cock into her body. She was
better than this; she had grown up in a sheltered life. She had been
fortunate enough to go to the finest schools. She'd been a
cheerleader, student council president, Queen of the winter dance. How
could all this be happening to her? She had been through so much
already and didn't know how much more she could take.
She was brought out of her thoughts of despair when she felt the
stranger pull his cock from her body. She was quickly shuffled from
the wobbly table and forced back to her knees. Then she felt the first
stream of his disgusting sperm sprayed across her face. It was quickly
followed by a second and then third. He let loose several more shots
as he slapped her face with his wretched cock.
She heard the bum thanking the men for the use of there girl, then
someone helped her to her feet. She tried to wipe the jism from her
eyes as she was led back to the SUV. Once back in the SUV she was
seated in the backseat between two off her blackmailers. Her legs were
spread wide apart as hands moved across her exposed sex.
After several minutes of teasing her with there fingers one of the men
slipped first one cold steel ball and then another deep inside her
cunt. The chill of the intrusion sent a shiver down her spine causing
a low moan to escape her lips. Next another small device was slipped
inside her sex then with the flip of switch this third device began to
buzz to life inside her. It rattled inside her as it pulsated against
the other to metal devices inside her. The sensations rushing through
her body were unlike any other she had ever felt.
Her eyes closed, breath ragged she was unaware of the anal plug being
lubricated in front of her. Only the cold greased plug pressed against
her anal bud made her aware of it presence. She licked her lips then
bit down sharply on her already gnawed lower lip as it was pressed
into her sphincter. As the thick plug was inserted further into her it
rubbed against the Ben-Wa balls in her cunt thru the thin membrane
separating them. Her body jerked in response to the strange sensations
cursing through her crotch. The experience was unlike any she had ever
felt before. Although she was disgusted and repulsed by her bodies'
reaction she was none the less being pushed to new sexual peaks as the
multiple sensations.
Debra felt the men pinching her nipples and adding to her condition
and then the first thin metal clamp was snapped in place over her
erect nipple. The second clamp attached the thin gold chain was then
snapped into place over her other nipple. The chain was then pulled
through the leather top she had been forced to wear. The chain was
guided through the ring in her navel and then pulled into her skirt.
Finally it was clasped in place on the ring pierced through the lip of
her cunt. A small round disk was also clasped onto the chain and ring
in her cunt. Next a pair of tight latex panties were pulled up her
legs and she was lifted as the panties were pulled into place. Her top
was pulled up to cover her breast and she now felt the roughness of
the leather on her erect nipples. She opened her eyes as one of the
men took a moist toilet and wiped her face clean.
The SUV then pulled up to the door of a shopping mall. Debra was
helped out of the vehicle as Lou whispered in her ear.
"Where going to go in here to get something to eat. Anger me and we'll
go back to see good ole Ripper back at the parlor. So do you
understand what is expected of you slut." He asked.
Debra shook her head in agreement not wanting him to follow through on
his threat yet still biting on her lip as she tried to come to grips
with the feelings of the devices now attached to and inserted in her
body.
She was taken by her arm and escorted into the mall. She noticed
immediately the stares of the people around her at her whorish
appearance. She felt the butt plug pressing against her panties trying
to escape as she walked across the mall. The buzzing device and the
balls moving around in her cunt had brought her to the brink of a
sexual climax but she fought hard not to give into her carnal
feelings.
Lou watched Debra closely as they walked down the mall together he had
his friends filming her from a distance not wanting to miss a minute
of her humiliation. He took note of her lip biting and shallow breath,
he knew she must be on the verge of climax. She was doing an admirable
job of holding back the flood of her tensions as she walked down the
mall looking down at her feet unable to look anyone in the eye.
Lou reached in his pocket and pressed the button on his keychain
causing the small device clamped on her cunt to begin pulsing in wild
vibrations. The tightly stretched chain sent the vibrations through
her clit, navel and nipples simultaneously. The new sensations hit her
like a load of tidal wave. Her climax was intense and overwhelming;
she let out a load moan of as she stopped in her tracks racked by an
earth shattering climax.
Lou had no idea her reaction would be so boisterous, the attention of
everyone in the mall had suddenly turned to the couple as Debra
continued to throw her head back and pant in the throws of passion.
Her face had turned a bright shade of red as her intense orgasm swept
across her body.
He reached into his pocket again and turned off the device then pulled
sharply on her arm bringing her out of her daze. She looked up first
at Lou then at the crowd of people staring at her in shock. She was
even more humiliated than before and her face already a bright red
from her orgasm turned even bright red from the her humiliation.
She began to cry silently as Lou led her to the food court. Her body
was still racked by the feeling of the devices inside her but she was
no longer in any fear of orgasming again. She sat and ate tears still
streaking down her face. Although she smiled and tried to act pleasant
not wanting to anger Lou. He had started the other device several
times during there dining but had never got the same reaction from her
as she was now to humiliated to climax again.
Lou had pointed out the many men and even the group of young teenage
boys who had followed them staring at Debra. She sat through dinner
humiliated beyond belief. The walk back to the car was equally awkward
to her as she wished for death to take her away from the agonizing
experience.
Next Debra was taken to a Sorority house at a local college Lou
explained to her he had sold her to the sisters for several hours and
she was to do what the girls wanted. He handed her a bag and told her
to get in there.
As Debra nervously walked to the door of the house she looked inside
the bag to see a strap-on dildo and a rubber ball gag along with a
ring gag. She knocked on the door not sure what to expect.
She was lead into the house and then into the large main hall by three
young girls the oldest perhaps a meager 21 or 22 years old. In the
hall three other girls sat waiting for them. Debra sat and listened in
shock as she was told what the girls expected of her. She was to strip
to her panties and lick each girl to orgasm starting with the houses
only black sister.
Chapter 8

As soon as her blackmailer's had left the room all three of the wicked
devices attacking her body sprang to life. Buzzing violently they
attacked her as much mentally as physically. As she tried desperately
to maintain control over her mind and body the girls in the room began
to question her.
They asked her about her college days, then her career, then her
family. They asked her how she felt about motherhood, and about being
a mother. They then asked about her children and the in-laws. Debra
answered every question surprisingly honestly and without much thought
as she fought to keep control of her body. She was then again ordered
to strip leaving only her shoes panties and chain on.
She had already resigned herself to her fate as she fought with the
feelings assaulting her senses. As she removed the few scraps of
clothing that had covered her body she was disgusted by the comments
made by the girls in the room.
Although she thought she had kept her body in good shape after having
the twins the room full of youthful college girls obviously disagreed
as they critiqued Debra's nude form. Several of the comments stuck in
Debra's mind as she fought back tears of humiliation and disgust "The
stretch marks aren't that obvious." one girl said. "He said they
drooped a lot more before he gave her the injections." said another.
"Look at the lines in her face, I mean, my God look at her neck."
someone else crowed. "Her neck hell! Look at her hands she looks like
my mother." Someone else chimed in. "Look at her I'm never going to
have children." Stated one of the other girls. The others seemed to
share this thought with her as they all parroted the comment.
Debra was next forced to place her hands behind her back and get on
her knees. The damned devices buried in her body still vibrating about
madly driving her out of her mind. She felt her juices oozing about
inside the latex panties now chaffing her skin.
She was then ordered to lean forward and kiss the floor while holding
her arms back and above her head. Once in this position she felt the
leather sleeve pulled down over both arms simultaneously. She gulped
in loudly as the strings of the sleeve where tightened and tied in
place.
As the girls began to rub there hands over her body they began to
question her again now about her sex life. At first just about sex
with her husband Ray, and then about her sex life before marriage.
Then the final question she was asked as the last of the girls
finished exploring her body.
"Have you ever been with another woman?" she was asked.
"I, I've kissed another women but no not really." Debra answered with
shame.
"Well you dirty old lady this is "our" girl's night off." A snotty
blond told Debra, waving her arms at the other girls in the room as
she stood up from the couch. "So tonight you're going to get us all
off!" The Blond said slipping the jeans off her broad hips.
As the black girl sat back on the couch and spread her legs a
different girl grabbed Debra by her hair and forced her face into the
sister's crotch.
"Lick me to an orgasm you Lezzy!" screamed the ecstatic woman as she
ground her crotch into Debra's face. At first Debra was disgusted by
this but as she thought of what a failure to comply would mean to her
she opened her mouth and stuck out her newly pierced tongue. She found
the first several minutes of licking the girl's cunt sickening but
slowly got used to the taste of the other girls sex.
The time it took for Debra to lick her to orgasm was twenty of the
longest minutes of her life. When Debra's face was finally pulled from
the girl's crotch her nose and cheeks wore covered in the juices of
the evil woman. She gasped for fresh air but found her face pushed
back into another girl's crotch in seconds. She instantly began the
heinous act of bringing another woman to orgasm with only her tortured
tongue to complete the deed.
She had been so grossed out by the first experience she hadn't noticed
much about the girls sex but as she rolled her tongue over the new
cunt presented to her she made several observations. The clit was out
its lips open to her its juices rolling over her tongue. The recently
shaved bush cutting into her cheeks and tongue with the small stubbles
of hair. She noticed the next cunt she licked was pierced with a small
silver ring. She flipped it with her tongue to the moans of its owner
as she pressed back the revulsion she felt at her actions.
Time stood still as the tortured Debra was pulled from one girl's
crotch to another. She tried her best to please her tormenters but
found the task almost overwhelming. The smell and the taste of another
women's sex causing Debra to heave in revulsion as she fought to keep
her composure under the intense sensations pummeling her body and
mind.
Deep into licking the fourth girl to climax Debra was brought back to
the reality of her torture as she felt a viscous swat on her ass. One
by one the other girl's began to spank her as she struggled to bring
the girl she was currently licking to an orgasm. This girl's cunt the
hairiest of the bunch causing Debra's revulsion to grow with each
swipe of her tongue.
Finally as she drove her tongue deep into the vile girls cunt she felt
the girl's release. Her fluids covering Debra's tongue as the girl
screamed her erotic release.
As Debra was now forced to start to work on her fifth cunt of the
evening she felt the hands removing her panties. She felt like a rag
doll as her legs were lifted and extended as the panties were pulled
down her legs. She felt so lost and helpless as her head was held
tightly in another woman's crotch while the other girls played with
the butt plug still vibrating in her ass.
They torture of the anal plug being pulled free of her ass and then
pushed back in persisted until she finally forced an orgasm from the
girls cunt she was licking. Mercifully her head was pulled violently
up from the girl's crotch allowing Debra to take in a deep gulp of
fresh air. As she sucked the air into her lungs through her open mouth
the anal plug was pulled from her ass and stuffed in her gaping mouth.
She immediately tasted her own body's excrement on the filthy rubber
device causing her to vomit there and then. As she heaved the last of
her stomach's contents onto the floor next to the couch, she began to
beg for forgiveness.
"I'm sorry. Please I'm so sorry please don't hurt me." She begged
knowing immediately the trouble she was in.
"To late bitch you're going to have to pay for that." Someone told her
menacingly.
"No please no." she cried as her hair was pulled and she was helped to
her feet.
She was led to the other side of the room and bent over the piano
bench as she was forced on her knees once again. The sixth girl sat
next to her and spread her legs as she laid back on the bench. Again
Debra's face was forced into yet another women's crotch. She then felt
the presence at he ass.
She heard the chanting and yells from the other girls as they yelled
their encouragement.
"Yes, fuck that bitch." And "Put that strap-on up her ass."
She then felt the large rubber dick forced into her already ravished
ass. It was brutal and the girl behind her hatefully drove the phallus
deep into her ass. The assault was too much and finally Debra passed
out from the pain.
She awoke to a slap on her face she looked up to see a group of men
standing over her then the blonde girl still sporting the large strap
on dildo.
"The guys wanted to make sure your awake for them MOTHER!" she told
Debra with a scowl.
"What? But I... I... I did what you wanted. Please no more I am so
sore please oh please let me..." Debra cried.
"To bad bitch, I told you it's our girl's night off so that means you
have to service our boyfriends as well." She shouted at Debra as the
men dove in.
Soon Debra found her mouth stuffed with cock and her legs spread wide
apart as one of the other men plowed into her cunt. The assault was
unbearable and relentless as soon as one man finished another took his
place as one by one the men satisfied there lustful desire with her
body.
Mercifully Debra passed out again from exhaustion sometime during the
relentless gangbang.
She awoke hours later tied to a pole in what looked like a barn.
The cum caked on her face cracked on her skin as she opened her eyes
and tried to adjust to the bright light shining in her face.
"Well Mrs. Barone how was the little college party? Did you enjoy
yourself? I bet you did, hell that's another 6 women and 9 guys you've
screwed this week, damn you're on a roll. Well you ready to get
started again more dick's more lick's?" her tormentors voice asked
her.
Debra looked on groggily not sure how to respond but sure she wanted
this nightmare to end. The cold water splashing over her body bringing
her out of the daze, she flipped her head from on side to the other
taking not of the ever present cameras she had become all to accustom
to having film every minute of her humiliation.
"Well you ready for what's next Deb its up to you where we go from
here." He asked again taking her chin into the palm of his hand as he
looked into her frightened eyes.
"No nothing else please!" she cried "I just want to see my kids, my
family please I beg you please." She cried looking into his eyes
pleadingly. She thought she saw sympathy there for a moment a hint of
regret in his eyes as she begged for her release.
"Please oh, please I just want to see my children their only babies.
Please just let me go home I want tell anyone I'll never tell anyone
oh please don't hurt me. My children they need me, my husband. Oh
please? Please let me go." She bawled as she pulled on her chained
arms.
He looked deep into her eyes and listened to her pleas before he
spoke. "You love them don't you? Your family you really love them, the
kids the dope you married? His family? You really love them. Why tell
me why him? Why them?" he asked in the most gentle of voices.
"Ray, yes I love him and the kids so much. I just want to go back to
them please let me go back to my family." She begged.
"Yes but why do you love him. He's a dope; he is nothing to look at.
In college you where so stuck up what made you choose him? Hell I
remember how bitchy you got when that picture of you at Mardi-Gra
ended up in the paper. You acted like you were too good for anyone to
see you. Back then you wouldn't even talk to us geeks and nerds now
you're married to one. Why what did he have that made him so special?"
he asked again.
"I don't know." She said finally "he made me laugh I mean when I met
him a just knew he was a good man and he would be a good father. I
knew he was the man for me." She said hoping she had made some
progress to winning her freedom.
"Really well I don't know what changed but I guess maybe you have
changed over the years." He said a hint of regret in his voice. "I
thought you deserved to be taught a lesson. Maybe you had already had
gotten one. Maybe you didn't deserve this but well it's to late now. I
think you should know if you had only been nicer back then none of
this would have happened." He mumbled as he thought over the current
situation.
"What? What did I do to you? Oh God please I don't know what I did but
I swear I'm sorry. I'm so sorry whatever I did please oh please
forgive me. I am so sorry for anything I have done to you. I mean
really please believe me I am sorry so, so sorry." She pleaded with
him.
"Good, Good that's real good to hear." He said sorrow in his voice.
"Look I guess I'm sorry I've put you through this and..." he began to
say but was cut off by one of her other tormentors.
"What the fuck!" The man said angrily "Get the fuck over here we got
to talk mother fu..." he said pulling the other man away.
Out of her line of sight she heard the hushed and angry conversation
taking place between the three men. She was unable to make out what
was said but it was not a pretty conversation. Finally several minutes
later her primary tormentor returned and pacing in front of her.
"Look regardless of how you or I feel we have traveled down a road and
there is no easy way back I'm afraid. I promise you, you'll be
returned to your family but first there are certain expenses that must
be recuperated and in order to do that you'll have to do things.
Things you won't like but you do them and you'll never see us again I
promise." He said looking of into the darkness.
"Look I am going to give you the chance to choose how to pay for this.
I have three options for you. One, you stay here a day, day and half
and make some movies for my friends. Look I'm not going to lye to you,
you won't like the movies but you'll be back to you family in a couple
of days. Option two you go with my friends to Vegas and work the strip
for them, again I won't lye to you as you know it won't be pretty
there and it might take a while to pay the debt. The third option is
this. You go back to New York with them and work in a private club for
three days. Of course there is a bad side to that as well it's a
bondage club and you'll be expected to work as one of the slaves. It's
up to you what do you choose?" he asked firmly
She saw him look of to the side again and knew he had no choice and
had done what he could to help her. "What about the movie you said a
day or day and half. What would I have to do?" she asked timidly. She
heard a snicker from behind her as she waited for the answer.
"Bestiality, have you heard of it?" he said empathetically. She nodded
fear in her eyes. "They have a small horse, some dogs, a snake, and a
goat I think. But..." he began
"No, No okay the club you said just three days right." She interrupted
him. "Yea three days and your done." He said "it's private I mean
nobody I know will see me?" she asked
"I don't know you know anyone who goes to those kind of places?" he
asked her.
"No, No of course not." She cried.
"Well what are you going to do Debbie?" he asked again.
"The club OK I do this club thing for the three days and then you'll
leave me alone and let me go back to my family?" she said shyly.
"Yea that's the deal. Then your free." He said as she shook her head.
"You won't see me again Deb but you follow my friends back to the
apple and do as they say and no one well ever bother you again OK?" he
said turning to leave.
"OK lets get you cleaned up bitch and well head back east." Said
someone behind her as the chain holding her wrist was released.
She was allowed to shower before she was taken to the airport. She had
been ordered to keep quiet and not say a word or else.
It was a six hour flight back to New York but it was anything but
uneventful.
Just over an hour into the flight one of the two men traveling with
her got up to use the restroom. He and his partner had been talking to
themselves for most of the flight. They had been seated just two rows
from the back of cabin and Debra had seen him enter the restroom.
After several minutes the other man leaned over and instructed her to
go to the restroom. Debra reminded him it was occupied and he said "I
know now get in there."
She looked into his hate filled eyes and stood up. The thin sundress
she had been given to wear falling just below her hips barely
concealing her lack of underwear. She hesitantly walked the few steps
to the door. As she slowly reached to open the door it opened and she
was pulled into the tight cabin forcefully.
"Blow me" he whispered in her ear. Reluctantly she kneeled in the
cramped cabin and took his already exposed cock into her mouth. He was
already almost fully erect and ready for the deed. She sucked his
growing cock for less than two minutes before he had her stand up and
set on the narrow cabinet of the sink. He struggled to position his
cock between her legs and finally drove in forcefully. She grunted in
pain as he violently took her in the cramped lavatory of the plane he
came quickly lasting less than five minutes before filling her
womanhood with his seed. He pulled free of her sex and wiped his cock
clean on her dress.
"Stay here your not done yet bitch." He whispered in her ear.
He left and stood in the aisle while his partner got up and walked to
the restroom. As his friend went to join the club he noticed their
activity had not gone on unnoticed. He saw the two young men beside
them laughing with one another. He smiled at them knowingly.
Chapter 9

Debra looked into the darkness, thinking back to the humiliation of
the flight back from Nevada. After she had been forced to follow the
first jerk into the bathroom on the plane she was forced to stay there
while one after another a total of five more men entered and used her.
She was already on her knees when the second jerk had entered the
cramped room causing more than a little difficulty for him as he tried
to squeeze into the cramped cabin.
She bumped her head on the lip of the sink, as she tried to move out
of his way. Her legs cramped up, as she knelt giving him head. She was
then forced to sit on the sink while he rammed his cock into her cunt,
her arm had slipped from the side of the sink and fallen into the
sink. She had found herself holding onto the top of the cabin while
trying to keep her balance as he ravaged her mercilessly. He had
pulled the thin sundress from her shoulders so he could grope her
chest as he defiled her. When he finished he forced her to clean their
fluids from his cock with her tongue. As she cleaned him of the juices
there had been a distinctive knock at the door. They asshole had
opened the door while she was knelt down with his dick in her mouth.
It had been the first jerk who told him to have her stay in for more
entertainment when they finished.
The second jerk did just exactly that telling her not to leave the
room tell he came back to get her. When he finally left she felt
abused and used her head throbbing, wrist sprained and legs cramping.
The good new had been the next two men who'd entered the restroom had
come in ready to fuck so at least she hadn't had to kneel down and
blow them. The fifth and final asshole had made her turn around before
he entered the cramped compartment and taken her in the ass roughly.
He had pulled her roughly to him with by her breast as he viciously
and vigorously emptied his seed into her bowels. When the fifth
bastard finally left her abused and dripping semen from both her ass
and cunt she collapsed to the floor of the lavatory prison she had
been confined to for over and hour now. Although she had no way of
knowing it the news of her activity had now spread throughout the
planes forward compartment and all eyes had focused on the bathroom
door curious to see just how many men would enter while she was still
in the room.
Her first assailant was next to enter the room and he immediately
reached past her and into the corner of the tight compartment pulling
down the small video camera that Debra had never noticed. He told her
to clean up and get back to her seat before he left her alone with her
thoughts. She had left the lavatory with her head down and never
noticed the eyes passengers fixed on her, as she returned to her seat
in shame. She had thankfully been allowed to fall asleep when she
returned to her seat and slept for the rest of the flight.
When they left the airport she had been seated in the back of a white
panel van as one of her tormentors had her watch a movie off a laptop
computer. She had closed her eyes and turned her head when she saw the
first image on the screen. But her tormentors had made their demands
clear she was to open her eyes and watch the sickening scenes played
out on the screen before her. She hesitantly followed their orders and
focused on the screen in front of her. She watched clip after clip of
her activities for the week. She found the scenes being played before
her sickening and was even more troubled by images of her behavior she
had no recollection of having done. Like the clip of one man after
another pulling their dicks from her cunt or ass and shooting there
seed onto her face and into her open mouth as she looked on glossy
eyed. She was once again in tears, head in her hands by the time they
had placed the leather hood over her face. She was then lead from the
van into a building of some kind she could hear music in the distance
and voices from all around but when a door was closed silence had
fallen over the room she was in.
Finally she felt a hand on the hood and then it was removed. She was
in and office of some type with her two tormentors.
"Look Bitch we're at the club O.K. now the owner he is going to come
in here and explain something's about the club to you. You had better
answer every question right or else those videos you saw will be seen
by your whole damn family you got me Bitch?" he asked.
"Yea. Yea I understand ok" she answered in a defeated voice.
"Good! You do everything you're told to in the next seventy two hours
and you get to go home and put this part of your life behind you." He
said with a chuckle.
She turned her head to the sounds of the door opening. In walked an
older gray haired man who looked distinguished and very much in charge
of all things around him. He walked in front of her and looked her
over from head to toe.
"Okay Debra is it. Your Master here tells me you're here on your own
free will as his willing slave. Is that right?" He asked sternly.
"Um Yes that sounds about right." She said.
"What?" the man asked back in an insulted tone.
"I said yes. Yes that's right." She said defensively afraid she had
already made a mistake.
"Oh I see." He said now quite upset "Well slave I don't know how your
Master has trained you but if you're going to be in my dungeon you
will always address any man as Master. You understand that Slave." He
said grabbing her chin harshly.
"Oh yes, yes Master I understand Master." She said trying her best to
get in his graces.
"Good that's better. Now show your new Master your talents and blow me
while I explain how things work in my dungeon slave." He said taking a
seat in a large leather chair as he looked into her eyes.
Debra quickly lowered her gaze not able to look him in the eyes. She
dropped to her knees and moved to his crotch. As she unbuttoned his
trousers and unzipped his fly he began to speak.
"I have 4 types of people here in my dungeon they are Slaves, Masters,
Contractors, and employees. You will be a slave here if you so desire.
Your Master has asked that I take you under my care for the next three
days I have agreed to do so with the understanding you will perform as
I expect of my slaves." He said as she began to bob her head up and
down on his cock trying her best to please him fearing what not
satisfying him might mean.
"What I expect of my slaves is simple complete submission and
obedience. You will simply do everything asked of you instantly and
without hesitation. I have an understanding with your master that I am
free to do anything with you I please what I need to know is if you
agree to that or not, for though you may be a slave I am afraid
slavery is illegal in this fine country and I being a law abiding
citizen uphold the law. So tell me slave do you agree to do anything
you are told to do for the next seventy two hours of your own free
will or not?" he asked as he pulled her head by her hair.
"Yes Master. Whatever you wish." She said passively wincing from the
pain of having her hair pulled.
"Excellent stand and bend over the desk Slave." He said. As she stood
he pulled the dress up and off her body before allowing her to bend
over the desk.
He began slapping his dick on her ass while he directed her "Master"
to open the desk drawer and fill out the contract in it. While he
began filling out information on the paper the gray haired man slid
his cock into her sex from behind.
"I see your Master makes sure you are used regularly." he said as his
dick slid into her recently fucked cunt. "Good you will adjust to your
stay here well then. Now back to what I expect of slaves here in my
dungeon. Slaves have no say here, they are at the complete and total
control of all Masters. Slaves like you are identified by a black
leather collar all my slaves wear. I have several contractors in my
club they wear red collars, and are women here alone of there own free
choice and can accept to be with any Master they choose a luxury
slaves are not given. They only have to perform the tasks they are
willing to, giving me a portion of what ever gratuities they receive
from a Master. There are then my employees who see to the needs of my
visiting Masters they wear silver collars and take care of food, drink
and security here in the club they are not required to do anything
except their job. I tell you all this incase you are interested in
returning to my little club." He said as he continued a steady pace of
sawing into her sex.
"Finally there are Masters they are fellow slave owners or just men
who enjoy the company of submissive women and can afford my will shall
we call it a membership fee. What I have here is a very exclusive
group of people some of the most elite men in the city visit my
dungeon and sample my offerings. They expect complete obedience from
slaves. Do you understand what I have told you Slave?" he asked still
moving in and out of her.
"Yes. Oooh Yes master." She answered as she grunted from his thrust.
She was completely humiliated having to behave this way for a complete
stranger.
"Good sign the contract acknowledging your acceptance to be my slave."
He said maintaining his pace inside her.
She arched her back as she leaned up to sign the paper presented to
her as this new master continued to thrust into her from behind.
As soon as she signed the paper her new master pushed a button on the
desk and spoke out commandingly. "Come and get her she's ready." He
finished speaking and hit the button again, as he pulled his cock free
of her sex. His cock fell onto her ass as it jetted a steam of semen
on her bare back while she lay across the desk.
He stepped away from her as two hooded men wearing silver collars
entered the room. The first man pulled Debra's head up from the desk
by her hair as the second man place a thin black leather collar around
her neck locking it in place with a small padlock. She was then lifted
from the desk and led from the room a man holding each arm.
Gianni had done quite a bit of work for the older gentlemen and never
been to sure as to why he was doing it till now. After having worked
on different projects for the very particular older gentlemen for over
two years now he finally got some insight into what he was after. Mr.
Fass in addition to being wealthy was into Dominance over women.
Gianni was one of over two dozen contractors who had built small
devices or beautifully crafted wooden boxes and beams. Nothing he had
been asked to build or craft had made much sense to him he had never
seen what his different pieces of work had been used for and separated
as they wore he had no idea what all the different projects had been
put together to make. He had been to Mr. Fass's house over twenty
times and never had a clue as to the man's power over women. But now
he sat in awe.
He had been called a week ago by Mr. Fass's assistant she had invited
him to Mr. Fass's restaurant for a dinner to discuss a large project
Mr. Fass had to offer him. Gianni had arrived Friday evening just as
he had been directed the building was a beautiful older brick early
1900's with no markings on the out side distinguishing it a business
of any type. Two men stood out side and as he pulled up in front one
of the men stepped out in the street. He told Gianni he would be happy
to park the truck for him and that Mr. Fass was expecting him inside.
Valet parking he thought damn this must be nice. He entered into the
building led by the second man. They were greeted by the most
beautiful women Gianni had ever seen in person she was exquisite in
every way. As the beauty greeted him she asked that he follow her to
Mr. Fass's table. She led him through a small dimly lit dining room
having maybe thirty tables about half full of people. Men, women
enjoying meals at candle lit tables just as one would expect to find
at such an exclusive place. She led him into a private dining room
overlooking the main room where Mr. Fass was already seated enjoying a
glass of wine. Thanking the lovely women Gianni and Mr. Fass sat alone
in the decadent room.
Mr. Fass struck up a conversion with him, mostly small talk about
work, sports and women. He made note that Gianni was still a single
man. Asked about his relationships and what not just enough to make
him feel very uncomfortable with the whole thing and then he moved on
to other subjects like the food and d�cor of the restaurant.
When they had finished the meal Mr. Fass told him he would like to
show him the project he had called him about. Standing up from the
table he lead Gianni back out to the main dining room floor and then
down a hallway and into a hidden door on the side at the end of the
hallway. The two men descended a small staircase entering another
small undescript hallway. They entered another door hidden in the
wall. It led to yet another hallway with several doors down the left
side of the wall. At the end a single guard stood in front of the only
door at the end of the hallway. This is the door the two men went to.
As they entered Gianni was struck by the incredible craftsmanship of
the woodworking around the room the sculpted ceiling the molded beams.
Then he saw the oak stocks in the corner the wooden X hanging from the
other corner complete with padded leather cuffs. That's when Gianni
spoke up.
"Look a Mr. Fass I don't think you have the right idea about me." He
began.
"Please, please have a seat. I know I have the right idea about you."
He said as he hit a button on his desk causing the wall behind him to
slide out of the way revealing a large glass window revealing the
massive room beyond.
Debra Barone had been taken from the office and led out down a hallway
past a guard and into another door down the hall from the office.
Inside the room she had been allowed to shower and douche then she was
led to the adjoining room where she was examined by a doctor and her
blood was drawn. She had been given a pelvic exam in addition to a
standard physical shockingly her blood was immediately given to one of
the several men there and carried away. The exam took just over an
hour and she was then taken back to the room she had showered in she
was given another makeover the third this week.
Her makeup was expertly applied but in a classy high class manner
helping to bring out the beauty in her face and making her look her
best. She was then asked to try on several different outfits some
leather, some lace, some silk, and even one made of chains and wire.
Each incredibly revealing each made to display her body. Each one was
then fitted to her body perfectly and each taken in our out as needed.
Finally a padded leather cuffs about a half inch thick where placed on
her wrist and ankles and then stitched in place. Ensuring they would
have to be cut off.
After having a few more outfits fitted for her the phone had rang and
someone said "Ok she's clean get her dressed and out on the floor."
And with that she was dressed and given the one over making sure she
was ready.
"OK it's simple we work in three hour shifts here OK?" said her makeup
artist "It goes like this you go at and work a table for an hour, then
work the floor for two. As a slave if you get taken back to your room
you can stay there for they remainder of your two hours if the Master
you're servicing finished with you early. If they take more than the
two hours they'll be charged accordingly. At the end of each three
hour shift you return her to room 0 to get freshened up if you're late
you will be punished severely in the circle unless you were detained
by a master. Your room has a timer you'll be working off of it is in a
three hour cycle it will buzz five minutes before the end of each
cycle. Pay attention to the clock I mean it or you'll be sorry. After
every six cycles you get one off. Remember when your working any of
the tables to keep quiet if you're a screamer I would keep my mouth
shout, bite you lip or something otherwise they'll really give it to
you." She continued as she led the now barely dressed but beautiful
Debra Barone out to the door.
"What ever you do just remember you can refuse no one from this point
forward you have no say. You do everything you're told by anyone and
do it fast without sayin a word or else you'll spend the rest of your
time in the circle. Refusing a Master or disobedience any anyway is
the worst offense you can commit here. So do as you're told. OK?" she
asked.
"Yes." Debra answered although she had a hundred questions she wanted
to ask and was still unsure of several of the things the woman had
told her.
"Good, just make sure from this moment on you always answer everyone
as Master just to be safe OK." She said helping Debra up a small
platform.
Debra quickly learned what the table where. A total of six small
platforms made up the tables slaves alternated from one table to the
next. Table one was a modified saw horse like device with a slave tied
across it leaving her exposed for anal or vaginal entry from behind
and with there head dangling from the front allowing the slave to
pleasure a master orally. The table was incredibly uncomfortable and
one of the most hated by the slaves.
The second table was a modified stock allowing access to a slave's ass
and mouth but the pressure was not squarely on the slaves back as it
was on the horse. Table three was a hanging X frame slave would be
strapped to and hung from. When a Master wished to sample a slave the
frame was rotated to allow access to her mouth or ass otherwise the
slave simply hung there on display. The fourth table was a swing which
hung from braces in the ceiling high above slaves had the legs and
arms cuffed to four hanging chains while the slave hung face down with
leather going across their stomach for support. Table five was another
swing allowing a Master to fuck a slave while standing there looking
them in the face. A slave's knees placed in stirrups and pulled up
while there arms where sleeved behind there back and that sat in a
swing knee's pulled apart allowing access to the slaves sex. Table six
was just like table just like table four but the slave hung face up.
Debra was first made to work table one. Being a new slave to the club
she was quickly sampled by almost every Master there. As one by one
they came and used her. At points both her mouth and cunt stuffed full
of cock. She thought her thirty-something back would break as she was
abused while attached to the wickedly constructed device. When her
hour had ended she was led back to room 0 and quickly cleaned up and
put into a new outfit a small silver tag was clipped on her collar it
had the Number 37 etched on both sides. Her arms were then bound to a
chain that was placed around her waist and she was led out to the
floor.
Only now did she notice the glass like cabinets around the room maybe
twenty total the middle of the large room contained a dozen and a half
tables some with a man or group of men sitting at them most empty. The
cabinets where also mostly empty but Debra noticed several women
wearing black collars just like hers standing chained in several of
the cabinets. Each girl in the cabinets dressed similar to Debra
wearing strict corset's cut just below the women's breast pulled tight
holding in the women's stomachs and making there breast jut out from
there body. Garter belts and thigh high stockings seemed to be part of
the uniform as well. Each women where long black stiletto heels making
the confinement in the glass cabinets even more uncomfortable.
Debra was only in her cabinet a few minutes before she was pulled out
and taken by a Master. He simply walked up to her and opened the door
of her cabinet he said "You will please me" and then turned and walked
away.
"Debra looked around confused then following him said "Yes master" she
followed him to an ornate door with the number 37 sculpted on it. She
followed him into the room unsure just what to expect but sure she
would hate whatever was to come.
Chapter 10

Room 37, she hated that room. She had gone back to it over a dozen
times with well over a dozen men. The first had been bad enough, he
had taken her back there and then chained her into the most bizarre
position, before ravaging her, and then changing her into an even more
uncomfortable position, and using a massive dildo on her ass.
Thankfully he had lubricated her, and had been at least mildly gentle,
while forcing the massive rubber phallus into her bowels.
He then placed a blindfold over her eyes, and gagged her. Next he
chained her cuffed ankles to her waist and did the same to her wrists,
attaching them behind her, to her bent back ankles. It was beyond any
doubt, the most painful 25 minutes of her life to that point.Then came
the water, first just a single drop, it struck her in the middle of
the scalp, by no mends painfull at least no yet, but then another and
anohter. The tiny droplets of water felt like daggers to her skull,
she felt like she couldn't get a breath in her lungs, and would
suffocate at any moment.
Then, just when she thought that nothing could be worse than the
torture she was currently undergoing, it got worse. It was sudden and
painful, but it was worse the second time, and the pain increased
again and again, as something needle sharp, it seemed, darted the
center of her nipple, then bounced back. It pierced her nipple, then a
second later another drop of water would pound back into her skull. It
was hell, unlike any that can be put into words.
But it was just the beginning, not the end. He then raped her again,
making sure that she stayed in position, so that the water, and needle
like device continued to do the worst things to her. He then left her
for what seemed like an eternity, with his seed flowing across her
face, as he had finally shot his second orgasm over her chin, and up
her face. She had been left there, with the torture continuing until
the very end of her first three hour cycle.
Finally, a strong young man, wearing a silver collar, removed the
blindfold from her tearing eyes. She was relieved to see the total
stranger. He then removed the gag from her mouth, allowing her to take
her first real breath in over an hour. He had already removed the
source of the water and the needle, and was now undoing her wrists
from her ankles. He then freed her ankles from her hips, and at last
she was able to stretch out her limbs. He immediately helped her up
from the bed. She noted the clock on the wall had ticked down to just
two minutes. On her feet again, she started to fall immediately, her
muscles felt like jelly. Her savior caught her, as she collapsed into
his arms. He merely scooped her up into his strong arms, and carried
her from the room and back to room 0.
She was cleaned thoroughly again, showered, douched, given an enema,
and then again made to look her best. It was a cycle that would go on
for the next three days of her life. She was dressed in another sexy
leather outfit, and sent back to the floor to work the next table.
Table two had not been as bad, only three men had used her, and
unbeknownst to Debra, one had been an employee. She had no way of
knowing it was now the early morning hours of Friday morning, one of
the traditionally slower times for the dungeon. She spent the two
hours in her glass cabinet, undisturbed but it was torture standing
there. As she had to stand in the tight enclosure on the high heels of
her shoes, trying desperately not to lose her balance, and fighting
off her need to sleep.
She spent her next cycle on table 3, with only a single master using
her, as she was left hanging on the X for almost her entire hour. But
then, with only five minutes left of her time, three of the men
wearing silver collars approached the X, and took turns using her,
with each man forcing her to suck his cock to erection, before raping
her cunt. They made comments, as they defiled her, telling her that
this was the best perk of the job.
She was finally freed of the X, and returned to room 0, to get ready
for the floor again. Thankfully she was given some coffee, and half a
bagel to eat, before she was forced back into her glass cabinet.
She stayed there for over an hour, before she noticed someone new
enter the dungeon. She watched as he circled the room, inspecting the
slaves in the cabinets. Debra had noticed that only three girls now
stood in the cabinets, each looking as uncomfortable as her. The new
master had quickly looked over the other three slaves in the cabinets,
and then moved his inspection onto the poor slaves now working the
tables. No contractors were currently working the floor, but then
Debra hadn't seen anyone on this shift in the cabinet, except this
master, and the employees who worked feverishly to clean the room and
tables, back to its immaculate status.
The new Master came back to her cabinet, and simply opened the door,
then walked to door 37. His torture was mild, compared to that of her
first master, but still being hung upside down from the ceiling, your
arms strapped behind your back in a sleeve, while a man paddles your
ass and breasts was no picnic either. She thought that she would pass
out from the ordeal, until he finally lowered her far enough to allow
him to rape her in the ass. When he finished, he made a comment about
the lower quality of the slaves in the dungeon these days, and then
left her there, his semen filling her bowels for the remainder of her
time in the cycle.
She hung there, her head forced over to the side, observing the clock
on the wall, counting down the minutes. She took the time to observe
the room, much like the main hall, it too was beautiful, with wood
doors and trim, elegant rugs on the tile floor that her face was now
forced into it. She took note of the many ropes, chains, whips,
clamps, cuffs, spreader bars and other various bondage gear, neatly
hung in the closet that had been left open. Inside the closet was also
a smaller set of stocks and saw horses. With six minutes left, an
employee came in and lowered her to the floor, before untying her legs
from the chains. She was further humiliated by him groping her
breasts, before he freed her arms from the sleeve. He smiled as he
pinched her left nipple, and said "Good, at least your's are natural."
and helped her to her feet.
She was again led to room 0 be cleaned up and put back on the floor.
Her time at table four was again a painful experience, but she was
witness to the horrors of the circle, as she hung there, waiting for
what was to come next. A slave, who Debra had seen earlier in one of
the cabinets, was led to the circle, where she was chained to chains
from the ceiling, a chunk of wood was forced in her mouth, as she
cried out pitifully. She was next whipped by a master, for what seemed
like forever, and then by an employee. The whips leaving whelp's
across her back, she was sweating and crying under the assault.
Debra was released and taken back to the room, after having only been
used twice on table four. After her cleanup, she was placed back in
her cabinet, where she observed the slave still being whipped. A
speaker in the top of her cabinet, then announced that she had
received the 100 swats the Master who she had refused an order given
to her, and that she would now be punished by the grand master. Debra
watched in horror, as a large box was rolled onto the stage, the box
was opened then spun around the room for all to see. Inside the box
was thousands of small needles lining the walls. The box was then
wheeled around the still suspended slave. Then to Debra's horror, the
box was closed on the suspended women, the look of pain on the slave's
face spoke of her unbelievable torture.
Then, when the box had been locked into place, she heard an
announcement from outside on the floor. "Pour in the salt." Two
employees appeared at the box, holding hoses. They aimed the hoses
into the air, and pulled the triggers. A mist shot from the hoses. The
shots were brief, but showed the fine mist of salt to all in
attendance. Next the men placed the hoses into two holes in the sides
of the box, and then they pulled the triggers. The slaves eyes shot
even wider open in pain, as the salty mist was sprayed all over her
body.
Debra couldn't even begin to imagine the pain that the woman must be
feeling, as she watched in horror as the woman suffered. Then still
shocked by the cruelty that she had observed, she almost vomited, when
she saw the slaves arms go slack, as the chains holding her arms were
lowered. The woman's eyes again grew large from the pain, and then
closed, as she passed out from the torture. The commanding voice of
the grand master then boomed across the speaker in her cabinet.
"You slaves should take note of what any disobedience to a Master here
in my dungeon will get you. I also want you all to know that I will
not show anyone else the mercy that I have shown this slave. She would
have received a more worthy punishment, if she wasn't in such a
weakened condition."
Debra began to cry for the poor girl, as she lay there limp in the
box, then her door was opened.
Debra could hardly think about her own situation, as she was again
tied and raped by another stranger in room 37. She lay there under
this new Master, as he used her. Her thoughts were still on the slave
in the circle. This master had finished rather early, and even freed
her from her bonds, before leaving the room, with an hour and fifteen
minutes left on the timer. She cried herself to sleep, feeling sorrow
for the tortured soul in the circle, and herself.
Her day continued on much the same, as she went from table to table.
The club had got busier as the day went on. For one of her cycles, she
had been taken to the Grand Master's office, gagged and bound to the X
there, while the Master welcomed two new members to the club. Although
neither man had any slaves of their own, they certainly had the money
to buy their way in, both of them desiring the power over women, that
the Master held. Fortunately that shift had been one of her easiest,
she was there as obvious decoration, as she had been dressed in a
ornate decorative corset made of silk and jewels. The worst part had
been when the Master was explaining to the men that he got new slaves
in all the time. He then pointed to her, and told them about her.
"What you see in front of you gentlemen, is a perfect example of what
I am talking about. Mrs. Barone here is a mother of three, and the
wife of a local sports columnist. She was just brought in yesterday by
her Master, who I might add is not her husband." he said with a laugh,
"She is here on her own free will, and like all slaves here, will do
anything, and Gentlemen I do mean anything that you desire. She, like
all of my slaves are pets, tools, creatures for our entertainment. She
has been tested just as thoroughly as you men have been, and is free
of any diseases, just like all my slaves are, so that you can relax,
knowing that my stable is clean. No slave is released to the floor,
until she has been declared disease free." he then continued on with
the benefits of the club, and talking about his stable.
Debra was eventually sent back to the floor, where she was back at
table one, at the request of the newly inducted Masters, both men used
her. In fact, she lost count of the numbers that had plundered her
that shift. She had heard from someone in the line telling someone
else not to worry that they would leave the new slave there, until
everyone in line had used her, even if her time expired. Finally after
an eternity of sucking, and being impaled by stranger's cocks, she was
freed. This time, instead of being taken back and cleaned up, she was
taken to her room, and sodomized viciously by a massive brute. She was
then left covered in semen, on the bed, for the remainder of her
cycle.
She had heard the buzzer at the five minute mark, and returned to room
0. Where she was cleaned and readied for another round on the floor.
Gianni had been overwhelmed by what he saw. Architecturally at first,
then by what was going on in the room, drew his attention away from
the stoic design of the room. Women tied, hanging from the ceiling,
secured in stocks, locked in glass cabinets, and being used by an
assortment of men. Mr. Fass then pointed out some of the projects that
Gianni had worked on for him, allowing him to see their final use.
Gianni had been awed by the sight, and listened intently, as Mr. Fass
explained his little operation to him. He then explained that the
contractor that he had used before, and for many years prior to that,
had recently passed away, and he needed someone to finish several more
rooms, that were still under construction. He went on to explain that
after some extensive background investigations he had chosen Gianni
from a long list. He went on, and then took him to see the rooms in
question. Gianni looked them over, and assured Mr. Fass that he could
handle the job in question. Then Gianni's heart stopped, when Mr. Fass
invited him to spend some time in the club.
The men walked around the room, and finally took a seat where they
were served by several women wearing stockings and smiles. Mr. Fass
explained to Gianni that the way the club worked, what each color
collar meant. They sat and drank, as Mr. Fass filled him in on what
was allowed in the club.
The men sat there for half an hour drinking, talking, and having a
good time, when Mr. Fass invited Gianni to "sample the floor", as he
put it.
Gianni walked around the floor, and ended up at table 5, as it was
labeled. He had been drawn there by the beautiful blonde who was bound
in the swing. He happily waited his turn, and then let loose on the
helpless girl, pounding her rigorously. When he finished, he pulled
his trousers up and walked away feeling great. That's when she caught
his eye. There, swaying back and forth in a swing, while being
ravished by a Master, was a slave who could've been a twin for his
friend Ray's wife. Gianni had to do a double take, to make sure that
it wasn't her. He looked her over from this distance, as another man
stepped up to her face, while she was still being pounded in her cunt.
'No, ' he thought, 'Debra has brown hair, whereas this gal's hair was
more red than brown' and Gianni was sure that Debra's tits weren't
that large. Not to mention the dark tan sported by this slave. Still,
he thought it warranted another look, so he approached more closely,
to have a look at this gal, he had always wanted to nail Debra, and
this look alike would be the next best thing. As he circled the table,
he got a closer look at the slave's face, even with her mouth stuffed
with a cock and her eyes closed, wincing in pain, she was a dead
ringer for Debra Barone. He looked the slave over, top to bottom,
about the same size, same shape mostly, but was Deb's tits weren't
that big, he thought, then he saw his answer.
He looked at the slave's hand, cuffed to the chain, as she rocked back
and forth from the men sawing into her. There on her hand he saw a
ring, a ring he had seen many times before, the ring he had stood and
watched his friend Ray slip on his new bride's finger, at their
wedding, as Gianni stood as one of Ray's groomsmen. Gianni stepped
back in shock. The shock didn't last long, as he quickly moved his way
back to Mr. Fass's table.
He asked Mr. Fass about getting some photo's of some of the slaves.
Mr. Fass explained to him that no cameras were allowed on the floor,
but he occasionally allowed a Master to film or photograph a slave in
one of the private rooms.
Gianni thought quickly, perhaps too quickly, when he spouted out an
offer to Mr. Fass. He would take ten percent off of his bill, if he
was allowed to film and photograph a private session with a particular
slave. The proposition put a huge smile on Mr. Fass's face, "I'll even
have one of my men film it for you! How about that?" Mr. Fass said. He
then asked which slave Gianni would like to spend some time with.
Gianni pointed to Debra, stilling swaying back in forth in the swing
under another man's attentions.
Mr. Fass tilted his head, and asked, "Why that slave? I have many
younger, more beautiful girls that I can offer you." Gianni went on to
explain how she looked so much like an old crush he'd had, giving Mr.
Fass a bogus name that he just made up. "Fine." Mr. Fass replied,
telling Gianni that he would have the slave cleaned up and taken to
her room for him.
Gianni then shocked Mr. Fass again, by asking him if he had a mask or
something that he could wear. Mr. Fass then remembered reading about
the Barones in Gianni's file from the PI he had used to investigate
the contractors he had considered for the job, and the unusual request
began to make sense to the older man. He thought about it, but only
briefly. It meant nothing to him at all if Gianni wanted to fuck his
friend's wife. He assured Gianni that they had a hood that would
conceal his identity. As Gianni got up to prepare, Mr. Fass told him
"I'm sure you'll find Mrs. Barone a more than fulfilling slave my
friend." He saw the look cross Gianni's face at the mention of her
name, and knew that he was right.

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