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Ashley's Bad Blind Date!!!!!!!

                                                                      
This story is ® copywriten 1999


Disclaimer, this is intended for mature adults only. While this story 
unlike my past two are is total fiction it has remnants of 
actual things done to me and were just as forced on me but in different 
times and places not all at once in this story that I hope 
will be my next big hit. I got a lot of great feedback from 'Ashley's 
Torments' and 'Ashley at the Movies'. These are both in 
the process of getting continued as we speak (or type). Anyway on with 
the show. (oh please give me your thoughts at 
ashleyjacobs20@hotmail.com

PART #1

        It was a late Tuesday afternoon, I had been sitting at home 
reading this free adult singles mag I found in the supermarket 
rack. I only took it out of curiosity. I am happily married, have been 
for the last 5 years. I am 23 now. I guess just a little bit 
bored. I mean, I have these fantasies. They have never been more then 
fantasies but well they have been taking more and 
more time in my thoughts. Then I stumbled on this add in the back 
section of the mag. It read simply, " Come meet your 
darkest desires! Find the difference in you that you seek." "We can meet 
or just be phone friends at first whatever you like." 
Call 555-1454 and ask for Patrick. I couldn't believe that I was 
actually thinking. I was actually considering ..... calling this 
add. Before I knew it I had the phone in my hand and I was dialing. A 
guy answered and I didn't say anything. He continued 
saying " hello, hello." I just didn't say a word, then out of know where 
I said, "hello.... !!!" He sounded like he got very 
excited. Quickly he said, "Are you calling from my add?" I said, "uh ... 
well ...yes." We got to know each other and spoke a 
bunch or other times, on a different days. He was all ways very nice and 
all but I was married! I had no intention on meeting 
him. I was just sort of passing time and I had a curiosity about it all. 
So I thought what the heck. Days passed and I hadn't 
talked to Patrick at all. It was a Monday night. I was bored and thought 
what the hell and I'll called him. He was different this 
time. Very stern, very demanding in his speech. He said to me that 
tonight we should meet. I laughed and said "Uh um no I 
don't think so hon. It was nice talking to you .... But ...," He cut me 
off. "555-2212, at 5235 Locust Lane." He had just rattled 
off, my phone number and my address! I almost died! He said, "Ashley, 
you will do as I tell you, or your husband will hear 
that you and I have been together for 3 years behind his back." I said, 
" uh .. ah ah that's not my number." He said, "Then you 
have nothing to worry about . Do you? Good bye." With that he hung up on 
me. I freaked!!! I called him right back, " Um ... ok 
ok what do you want." He said, "Simply to meet you, my dear Ashley." 
Reluctantly I said, "fine ... Just please don't tell my 
husband." He didn't respond but ordered, "You are to wear a short skirt, 
your shortest, and a pretty blouse. High heels and 
nude colored hose... bra is your option but I am sure you will." And 
then laughingly he demanded, "Come to the Town-Ace 
Bar, on Surplus Ave. TONIGHT! at 8 got it." "Yes...." I squeaked. "Good! 
See you there" "click"....... I looked at the time... I 
ran upstairs shaking. But I managed to find an outfit, I had, that best 
fit his choices. I dressed as quickly as I could and left the 
house without leaving a note. I got to the bar breathless and ran in. It 
was a dive of a place. Not my type of place at all. I 
looked around and then saw someone that was smiling at me. I thought it 
can't him! He was sitting with 2 other guys. Then he 
motioned to me to come over. I was in shock. Still thinking it wasn't 
him, I walked up expecting to be asked "Would you like 
a drink" or something. But he said "Hello Ashley!" I said very meekly 
"...yes!" He said "Good choices" looking over my 
clothes. "We're soo happy you decided to come. This is Peter and Mike. 
There going to be joining us over there at that booth. 
Walk over there now and sit down between them." I didn't know what to 
do. Right now I wanted the chance to talk to Patrick, 
alone. To try to talk him out of telling my husband anything so I did 
it. They all followed me to the booth. Patrick sat across 
from us, watching me between these two large older men. (Actually they 
were all older, Patrick included.) Patrick 
demanded, "How long did you arrange to be out tonight Ashley?" I 
stammered "....a few hours." He said, "That's ok for now." 
I started saying, "Please Patrick I love my husband and ....." He cut me 
off. "Shut up bitch." I didn't say a word. He said in a 
clam voice, "Peter does the bitch have panties on?" I gasped as this 
guy, I didn't even know at all just shoved his hand up my 
skirt and felt around a while. Satisfied he answered, with his hand 
still under my dress, "Yea panties, panty hose over them." 
I was mortified... "Ashley," Patrick ordered, "you are going to allow 
both these two fine gentleman to roll down your hose 
and remove them. Do you understand that?" I said " ....please .. I .. uh 
.. please!" He said "Shut up!!!!!!" I was soo scared. I 
could just looked down, as I felt both sets of hands pulling up my skirt 
so as to allow them to get at my hose. They rolled it 
off and handed my now removed hose to Patrick. He looked at then, 
sniffed them, and said, shaking his head, "Very nice! Are 
you scarred Ashley? You should be!" They all laughed. I felt soo cold 
just sitting without my hose! "Now guys let's really 
make the bitch feel at home.. TAKE OFF her panties. Oh and this time, 
don't be so gentle about it. This time um..... cut them 
off!" I could only sit there stunned, cringing... as Peter removed a 
small knife from his belt. I tried to jumped up, but he just 
grabbed my arm and demanded, "You just sit still there bitch." He cut my 
panties away easily and handed them to Patrick as 
well. Then Mike and Peter each took a knee and held spread them wide 
open. I felt Patrick put his pointie toed boot right up 
into my crotch. He pushed it in slightly. "Your doing well little cunt." 
He said "Now take this phone and call your husband. 
We want you to arrange to be available to us until say .. tomorrow, 
tomorrow morning... let's say. A few hours tonight .. well 
that just won't be enough for us now. We're sorry." I begged," I ... uh 
.. can't do that. What can I possibly say to him to justify 
me not coming home tonight?" He said, "That's unfortunate! I don't know 
your life yet honey. But maybe I can help you there. 
...Why not let me talk to him??" Then he began to push his boot hard 
into my cunt, hurting me more and More as the toe went 
further up almost into my vagina. Shaking I took the phone and called 
Paul. I lied! I told him I was at my mothers. (She lives 3 
hours away.) I told Paul, an old neighbor of ours who practically raised 
me was very sick and I was needed .. Helping there. 
Paul was so understanding. I felt awful. Then do to my nervousness I 
stupidly repeated something he said to me. Something I 
shouldn't of. I said, "Oh no! not till Thursday .. that long!" then I 
said " Well...ok .." and then trapped, I hung up the phone. 
Patrick smiled at me, "What that about Thursday baby?" I freaked, " ... 
ah ah. ...'' Patrick demanded, "Don't lie to me bitch! I 
know you don't have to make any excuses to stay with us till Thursday. 
So hubby must be going away huh??????" "Oh how 
sweet it is to be us today! You can just stay with us, till Thursday .. 
then well ... Think of it, our own little slave slut if you 
will!!!!! And no one will know different. Now your going to get up and 
walk to our car, with us, very peacefully like or else. 
You got that." What could I do? I just nodded and moved to get up. I 
walked out the door, with them behind me, and out to 
their car. I got into the back seat as demanded, with two other men. 
They sat on either side of me. Patrick drove us off into the 
night. We drove for about 20 minutes when Patrick, at a stop light, 
turned around and demanded, "Ashley take off all your 
clothes! But keep the heels on for now!!!!! Sexier that way!" Both men 
just sat there and stared at me. Then, when I didn't 
move, the man on my right side Peter, reached over and slapped my face. 
Patrick, from the front seat, said, "Well come on 
bitch! DO IT!" So I slowly began to remove my skirt, down my legs and 
off my feet. I un-did the buttons to my blouse, 
removed it and handed all of um to them. Then I could just sat there, 
between two strangers, NUDE FROM THE WAIST. 
(My panties had been removed back in the bar.) They said "Well? Nice.. 
The bra too baby." I undid that as well and handed 
it over, immediately I tried to cover up with my hands, but Patrick 
looked back and said, "Hands at your sides .... NOW! Let 
the boys enjoy the view.." I just sat there kinda shivering and scared 
and so .. so .. so embarrassed! We finally arrived in 
front of a house in the suburbs and stopped in the street. It was about 
11 pm at night. It was cold and dark. No one was out. I 
didn't like the idea of being there, naked and knowing soon I was going 
to be forced to get outside this way. Patrick turned 
around and said, "Ok. Honey we're home.. Lets go inside." They all just 
laughed at me. It was so cold that night. It was 
February here in Philadelphia and I was taken out and forced to stand 
outside on the street stark naked except for my heels. 
That made me just feel all the more naked. I felt NUDE!!!!!!!!!! I was 
slowly it seemed, ushered up the steps and into the 
house. There I was thrown on the floor. Patrick called out, turning on 
the lights, "Max were home!" Shocked I hear a dog bark 
and run nails coming down the hall into the room. Max was a large black 
lab and he came in charging. Patrick said, "Just lay 
there. Don't move! And don't yell! He might get excited and bite ya. 
Just let him smell you and get your scent." I was horrified 
and just lay there scared to death. Peter said, "Oh how Max is enjoy you 
honey." I said, "WHAT!" End of part 1 Ashley's Bad 
Blind Date!!!!!!! Part 2 What could I do! I just lay there shivering as 
this large animal advanced to me, put his nose into my 
crotch and commenced to sniff. I was frantic. I didn't know what to do. 
I just froze. I just lay there with this shaggy dog 
sniffing me all over!! The men sat on the coach and laughed at me, 
cheering Max on. Finally Patrick said, "Ok on get up on 
your hands and knees, bitch! You know .. assume the easy entry position 
.. let old Max have his first shot at you pussy. First 
of many I might add my dear." "No! No! Please that's awful. I'm a 
descent woman. I can't do that." I begged. "You say that 
like there is a choice here, cunt. You don't have a say. Now get up 
there and spread those boney white legs open wide and 
allow old Max there entry to that dirty crack. Remember it's not your 
pussy anymore. IT'S OURS! Learn that and learn it 
fast." "If we wanna fucking glue that sucker shut, We will! YOU GOT IT!" 
He reached down and grabbed me by the hair. He 
positioned me like he wanted me. "Now stay there like a good cunt!" He 
demanded. Then he took Max by his leash and led 
his muzzle to my crotch. The dog needed no other encouraging, nothing. 
He must of sensed the terror and excitement in me! 
His tongue just shot out like a dart to a target. It filled my hole! I 
couldn't help but moan as this rough forbidden tongue 
touched me deep inside my most private of places. Max' long pink member 
began to slid from it's sheath, and got hard. 
Patrick oordered, "Time to experience a whole new lever of shame, bitch. 
You'll come to realize this. It's more for him then 
you. And also for us to enjoy too. You probably won't feel good from 
this, THIS TIME." "If anything it will hurt as I 
understand it, when a dog gets in a pussy there for the first time... It 
is your first .. ain't it?" "We hear he goes in with such 
force and momentum that it will burn from just the friction of his 
movements. So lub up .. if you can! Then when his starts to 
gets off his dick will knot up to it's full Size. Bout like an orange. 
That'll join you two .. um .. lovers together for a while." 
"You'll not be able to pull apart till he is satisfied and done. You 
won't be able to get him out... No one can. So if he isn't 
satisfied you'll have a dog in your pussy for life!!" The men all 
laughed again. I cringed. "By the way, Max usually fucks for 
like, 20 minutes or so before cuming so you better help him ... and try 
to enjoy it .. If you can ........" Patrick helped Max get 
up on top of me. Once there the dog immediately began to hump but he 
could not seem tofind the damn hole. He poked and 
poked at me, trying to find the hole ... And then Patrick helped Max 
push his cock's head into me. Immediately Max sensed .. 
HE WAS IN .. He began furiously fucking me. OH GOD!! I couldn't believe 
it!! I was being fucked by a dog!! IT BURNED!1 
I could only kneel there, screaming. OH GOD DID IT BURN! They just sat 
there laughing at me, and encouraging Max. "Go 
Max, GO!", they cheered, "Fuck that bitches cunt for her.. Yea!! Fuck 
that twat.. Yea! Make it yours. She's just a filthy bitch." 
I tried to reach down to extract him but .. "GRRRRR" he snapped and 
closed his jaw on the back of me neck. I quickly 
stopped! I could do nothing but try to lubricate to save myself a severe 
burn! I found my clit and to the amusement of the guys 
.. worked it frantically! Well, as Patrick had said, the dog fucked me 
for over 20 minutes. God was I was sore. He had bit my 
neck and pulled on my hair as he raped me. Then when he finished, he 
twisted around and pulled me around by that damn 
knot stuck deep in my vagina. It was soo humiliating being pulled around 
cunt first! Finally the damn knot loosened and his 
dick slithered out of me. Max just up and walked to a corner. There he 
lay down in a ball on the floor. Panting.. I, myself, 
exhausted had fallen to the floor. They snapped, "Bitch your not even 
close to done. GET UP!" I couldn't stand, my legs hurt 
so bad from being in that position, being pulled around, and pushed. Not 
being able to escape the damn knot." Laughing, they 
ordered, "Go on over there to your lover and lick his balls clean for 
him. Remember, a bitch like you always need to clean 
up your lovers." I didn't move from my collapsed state. Patrick 
demanded, "You really need to stop hesitating, BITCH" He 
grabbed my hair and the other two men grabbed my arms. They held me up 
and Patrick leisurely lit up a cigarette. Patrick let 
go of my hair and lifted up my left breast by the Nipple. Stiffening the 
smooth skin he lifted it upward toward my face. He 
proceeded to bring the lit cigarette closer to the soft white skin under 
my left breast. "You sure you don't want to reconsider 
yourself?" he inquired. I shouted, "OK! OK!!!" When I was released I 
started to walk shakely over to Max. "CRAWL .. 
CUNT!!" was ordered over my shoulder. Defeated .. I did as ordered and 
when I got between Max's legs, I licked clean 
Max's hairy disgusting testicles. "Good little twat. Now as a reward go 
upstairs and shower bitch! Clean up nice and pretty 
for us and get our naked ass right back down here. We will have a 
further use for it very soon!" I went upstairs to get a 
shower and fell on the floor in the bathroom in a fetal ball and just 
cried at my predicament. Finally I got under the water and 
finished my shower. I did feel a little better clean, but I was so 
scared. 'What could be next.' I wondered as I came 
downstairs rapped in a towel I had found. My hair was still wet. They 
had no dryer so it was all curly looking. When I got 
down there only Patrick was waiting. "Hey there sexy.", he said. "You 
look good wet, and freshly fucked, baby. Very, very 
hot! Come over here." I walked over. Smiling, he slapped me right in the 
face. "What's with the towel cunt? Don't you ever 
hide that gorgeous body of ours .. ever .. Do you understand? You go 
naked, forever .. If I want you fucking nude in public it 
will happen do you understand me??" Then he demanded, "Now get on your 
knees and remove my shoes and socks. Then 
commence to lick and clean my dirty tired feet. And oh yea say 'yes 
master I understand' from now on." Defiantly I screamed, 
"FUCK YOU......" He SHOUTED, "really .. fuck me! huh." He threw me in a 
chair in the kitchen, pulled some rope from a 
drawer and began to tie my hands behind my back. He again lit a 
cigarette and said, "Remember before? Well now your 
getting it. Really get it!" I begged and pleaded with him not to, but he 
looked at me and Laughed. Almost calmly he said, "You 
need to learn your place my little twat." He took the cigarette in his 
hand and showed it to me. He then blew smoke in my 
face. I coughed and he laughed. He took my left nipple in his hand and 
pulled it out towards him. He then said, "HMMMM 
don't really want to noticeable ruin the merchandise .. just yet, but I 
do need to do this. Foy your own good, really!" He lifted 
my defenseless breast upward, giving him full access to the soft 
underside. He then slowly brought the lit cigarette under and 
up to my precious mammary bottom. "Oh god please don't burn me there." I 
begged, hoping.. "OH where would you like to be 
burned?" he asked. "No where, PLEASE!!", I screamed! He explained, "But 
you must be burned someplace as punishment my 
twat, so you will learn! Now you can decide where! You have a choice 
underside of tit or on top of tit. You really want that 
precious cleavage ruined?" He smiled! While I pleaded, "Please, PLEASE! 
I'll do anything you say. Anything!" He 
explained.. "OH! Never fear .. you will anyway cunt." "You want another 
chance? Ok," he said, "Get up and dance." I said, "I 
can't I am tied up." He said, "You see! Your still obstinate. Now bitch, 
do I do the underside or on top? If you don't chose, 
then I'll do both!" I just cried as he lifted my breast by my nipple and 
brought the cigarette closer and closer to my pristine 
white breast. He inquired, "Well?" "UNDERNEATH!" I cried. "Ready?" he 
inquired. With that he slowly touched my tender 
flesh with the lit cigarette. I screamed like I never have before. My 
breast hurt like it never had before, as he held the cigerate 
into my tender breast. He put his face to the top of my breast. "Oh 
smell that skin burn!" he screamed. I nearly got sick at the 
smell of my own flesh burning. He let go of my breast and he smiled at 
me. "See cunt, I can and will do whatever I want to 
that body. Now do you understand me cunt? No one can see it this time 
under your breast and your cleave is in tact.. FOR 
NOW!" "But what ever will you tell your hubby .. heheheeheheheh." Just 
then the door burst open. "Hey dude were back and 
we brought some friends!" Both of the old guys walked in from before. 
One of them held a leash and had a large german 
shepherd with him. Mike said, "You know, since Max seemed so happy, 
Trevor here also deserved some of that cunt too." 
Patrick giggled and says, "Oh good! I'd like to see that." Then to my 
shock a woman walks in and says, "So where is she? " 
Patrick says, "Oh shit Mike, you brought your girlfriend?" With 
twinkling eyes, looking at me tied to the chair Lisa said. "Oh 
she is soo pretty! I like this one." Lisa walked right up to me and 
kneels to my seated level. She takes her right hand and 
places it on my breast softly, then grabs it tight with the full force 
of her hand... I scream as she grabs where I was just 
tortured. She smiles seeing my reaction and lifts my aching breast up. 
"Oh very nice Patrick... You didn't wait for me .. I see 
you punished her for something?" Lisa looks at me and says "Were you a 
naughty lil girl." I couldn't speak. I just look at her 
and cried. She slaps me and says, "Cunt you better answer me when I 
speak to you."





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