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DEBTSRVC.001 This section sets the stage. I had 5 other sections
nearing completion.
Warning: This story is fiction. It has no relationship to the real
world and exists only in my
imagination. If you are offended by ADULT stories which include sex
between heterosexual
adults, discipline, bondage and infidelity, DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER.
If you are of an
age (minor) in whatever location of the world that prohibits your
reading XXX rated stories,
DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER.
Feel free to archive, repost, and add chapters to the story. It is
intended to be open ended and
broad enough to include almost anything you'd like to write. Please
use the file name formate of
DEBTSRVC._## where the blank is filled with the first letter of your
last name and the number
is the number of parts you've added, starting with 01.
As the originator of the series, I will use 3 numbers. Yes it's corny
but I would like to keep each
author's contributions readily identifiable from the file name.
DEBT SERVICE
Chapter 1
Nearly everyone in the small town had seen the black van with the
it's driver. The van
was owned by an older wealthy farmer who lived about ten miles out of
town. The van came to
town about twice a week. The driver, a middle age man who'd worked
and lived on the farm for
as long as anyone could remember, would stop at the supermarket. He'd
buy a few groceries
loading them into the front seat of the van. Then he'd drive across
town to a car wash where the
van was cleaned inside and out. While it was being cleaned he went to
the bowling alley where
the van would be delivered to the parking garage. There it was always
parked in the same
reserved spot next to the door. After a bowling a line or two, the
van would drive back to the
farm, going through the adjoining hotel parking lot and out of town.
The farmer was occasionally seen in town usually at the Bank or
Credit Union. He was a
middle aged, medium sized man, balding with a small paunch developing.
He'd been living at
the farm for 5 years now. The farm itself had been totally rebuilt
with a new house, mansion
actually, barn and other buildings. His hired help consisted of half
a dozen very muscular, quiet
men of various races who did the farm chores and three house maids
seemingly run by a tall
stern looking woman. Everyone at the farm had come from someplace
else. No locals were
employed. The "farm" people were often in town shopping, eating at
the fast food spots or
having a drink at the local taverns. They were friendly and generous,
buying their share of the
drinks and tipping well. They neither asked for nor accepted dates.
They talked about their
work in the most general way always saying how much they enjoyed their
jobs. If someone
pressed one of them for a date or got too pushy about the farm there
was usually a bad fight with
the questioner needing medical help.
The farmer kept pretty much to himself. When he came into town
he rode in the van and
usually went around to the Bank and the Credit Union. The tellers had
let everyone know that
he was an extremely wealthy man. When the Bank President and the
Credit Union CEO were
asked about his financial dealings by the police they both referred
the Chief to the farmer.
Several weeks later the Chief was seen driving a large new car and the
town raised the police
salaries. Strangely, there was no tax increase. The only reporter
who tried to check into this left
a nice suicide note next to his body and a large insurance annuity for
his wife and son.
But I digress.
Many times Laurie Johnson had driven down this, the main street
of her home town.
Now, as she looked past the front seats from the back of the van or
out through the large dark
window in it's side, things looked so normal and peaceful. The women
with their kids doing the
grocery shopping in the bright daylight. Kids playing in the yards.
There was Carol James crossing the street with a glance at the
black van Laurie was
riding in. Carol had sort of arranged this van ride for her. As the
van reached the outskirts of
town she saw her best friend, Kim Miller, pushing a stroller and
carrying her three year old into
Kim's nice suburban home.
If only they knew.
Some of the women did. A few shivered but most grinned at their
memories of their van
trips.
Laurie's van ride had really started about a month ago after her
husband had been laid off.
In the best of times, jobs weren't easy to come by in their town but
the recession had wiped out
their savings. Small bills were going unpaid and, that month, they
would have had to cut back to
the necessities to make the house payment leaving next to nothing for
food, clothing and gas for
the car.
They'd seen what had happened to their friends who'd already lost
their homes. Some
were crowded in living with parents. Some lived with friends but now
all the "extra room" in
town and was taken up. The last family that had lost their home had
to leave town. Word had
come back that they were still living out of their car in California.
One of the kids had been and
innocent bystander, killed by a stray bullet from a gang dispute. The
husband had been mugged.
There just had to be some way to prevent that from happening to
her family.
There were no more part time jobs. She and her best friend Kim
already had part time
jobs but they were only for three afternoons each week for 6 hours.
Laurie worked at the hotel as a desk clerk and Kim was a
secretary at the "BEST", real
estate office. Just two weeks ago a salesman had offered Laurie $100
for a quick piece and Kim
was chased regularly by her boss. Both of them knew what had happened
to women who'd had
the jobs before them. They had given in to the temptation and
pressure. The previous desk clerk
had been caught by the police and publicly branded a prostitute. Her
marriage ended in divorce
and she left town. Kim's predecessor had been betrayed by the boss.
He had told his friends that
she'd given in. Her life was made miserable by other men requesting
the same and threats of
telling her parents about it if she didn't put out. It only took two
month's for her to quit and leave
town. No other jobs were open for her.
Laurie Johnson and Kim Miller were very nice looking women who'd
lived all their lives
in the same town. They'd married their High School sweethearts right
out of High School. Both
had kids within a year of each other and their husbands, while not
friends, got along. Neither
woman was prudish about sex and, until the money problems, their sex
life had been great for
them and their husbands. All options and sex play games had been
considered. The husbands
asked for and got everything they wanted. It was the same with the
girls. The limits were
discussed and agreed upon. Violence other than an aggressive fuck and
the more extreme
perversions of water sports and degradation of the sex partner were
off limits by mutual consent.
Mild bondage and discipline were part of their sex play.
Favorite games were the
"Burglar Rapist", "Naughty School Boy & Teacher", and "Slave".
Spanking, rope and light
whips were just part of the fun.
Kim and Laurie had discussed swapping husbands but neither one
really wanted to share
their sex romps. They were too personal and private a part of their
marriages.
Back in High School Kim and Laurie had made love to each other
occasionally until
they'd met their partners. Technically they were virgins when they
married but they were orally
and anally very good. They enjoyed talking together about their sex
lives and the things they had
done together and with their husbands. Each knew she could trust the
other with her secrets and
her life.
It was it was early on a Friday evening. Laurie and Kim were at
Laurie's house. The kids
were playing on the rug as the women discussed their money problems.
"Kim, I've just got to do something. We can't lose the house.
I'll die first!"
"Laurie, I know how you feel. There must be a way. Did you know
that Carol James'
husband, Bob just bought a new car?"
"No. Just two weeks ago Carol was trying to borrow money. How
on earth did they get
the money? Bob still doesn't have a job and I don't think Carols
working any place."
"Well, she owes us a favor. Maybe she can help us?"
"Let's give her a call!"
Laurie quickly dialed Carol's number. Just maybe there was a way
out of their problem.
"Hi Carol. It's Laurie. I'm sorry to bother you but It's real
important. Kim and I have got
to talk to you. Can we come over?"
"Just Kim and I and the kids. The guys are still out playing
cards. Oh, that's right your
old man is there too. OK. We should be over in about 15 minutes."
It only took a few minutes to pick up the kids and load them into
their car seats. The
drive was only about 10 blocks so they arrived almost exactly at the
15 minute mark.
Carol met them at the door. "What's the matter? You sounded so
strange over the
phone."
"Hi. The kids are asleep so let me put them down. Kim and I are
desperate. We need
your help if you can help us."
The kids were put on the bed in the master bedroom and the girls
gathered around the
kitchen table with cups of coffee.
"Carol, we know you had the same money problems we've got. You
seem to have
recovered and we need you're advice. We're both about ready to lose
our homes. Please help
us."
"Look. You guys don't know what you're asking. I can't tell you
much but I'll help as
much as I can. Just how bad is the situation?"
Laurie and Kim burst out talking at the same time and had to be
hushed by Carol. After
she'd listened to their stories she sat quietly obviously deep in
thought.
"Wait here," she said as she stood and moved into the living
room. They heard her dial
the phone and mumble over the phone. When she came back into the
kitchen her face was set
and grim.
"Well there is a way you can get some help. But just how bad do
you want that help?"
"We'll do almost anything. We really need help" both women said
after a brief
hesitation.
Carol went to a drawer and pulled out a pad of paper and a small
notebook. Handing a
sheet to each girl she told them to answer yes or no to the questions
she was going to ask. Then,
in a very serious tone of voice she said, "Be very sure that you would
be willing to do these
things to get out of your financial trouble."
The first question was, "Would you kill?".
Kim and Laurie sat there motionless in shock. "You've got to be
kidding?"
"Just write down your answer to the questions just as they're
asked."
The questions went on for half an hour. They ranged over all
types of sexual behavior,
physical characteristics and types of questionable or criminal acts.
After the long period of questions, Carol told them that she
would forward the
information to some people she knew. They would be contacted for an
interview. Both woman
left numb and tired from the experience.
That night they both had strange, wild dreams about sex games.
Three days later, Laurie got an envelope in the mail. It had no
return address. Inside was
an appointment card listing only as address, date and time.
What next?
DEBT SERVICE
Chapter 2
Laurie
Laurie entered the doctor's office and stopped at the Nurse's
desk. The nurse had the top
of her blouse opened a little lower than Laurie expected for a nurse.
She had a fine looking pair
of light chocolate colored breasts. Her slim dark hands patted her
ebony hair. Her full lips and
sparkling brown eyes smiled at the nervous woman standing before her.
The name tag riding on
the tightly packed white blouse read, "Nancy".
"I'm here for my insurance physical," Laurie said.
Nancy looked her over, told her to fill out the questionnaire on
the clipboard and then go
into examining room number 8. Laurie quickly filled out the standard
medical questionnaire and
went into room number 8. Except for the three hooks on the back of
the door and the examining
table with stirrups, the room was empty.
"Laurie." The gentle male voice seemed to fill the room.
"Please stand in the middle of
the room. Thank you. You're a very pretty girl who's having a lot of
trouble right now. We can
help you. I would like to help you but I must be sure it's what you
want. Do you want to
continue?"
"Who are you?"
"If we come to an understanding you'll find out. Do you want to
continue?"
"Ah, yes I guess so."
"This interview, audition, if you prefer is being video taped.
We can stop anytime you
want and you will receive $50 and the video tape for your trouble. If
you complete the audition
you will receive $200 dollars and an appointment for a second audition
in two days. Is that
agreeable?"
"Yes."
The voice asked the same questions she'd gone over with Carol.
She already knew what
she felt comfortable with sexually and answered the questions
confidently and rapidly. When
asked about sex with a man other than her husband she said, "Yes, if I
really like the person, but
I reserve the option of saying no."
"Is it a question of race, age or looks?"
"No, it's just that sex is special and I won't do it with a
person I dislike or don't trust to
keep silent. I'd also want some assurance that he's healthy."
"Yes, I agree that we need to know that everyone is healthy.
That would go for you too
Laurie."
"Oh. Yes, that's OK."
"Laurie, are you ready for the physical now?"
"Sure, that's what I came here for."
"Remove your clothes slowly. Turn around after each piece is
removed. You are being
video taped but only to show that everything is being done honestly
and above board. You are
gorgeous and could get work as a model."
"What do I do with the clothes and this clip board?"
"Just hang them on those hooks on the door."
Laurie slowly opened her blouse. Her milky white skin came
slowly into view. Her
smooth bosom came into the open as the blouse was slid off her
shoulders. Her filmy bra
presented the round globes of her breasts to the world.
She folded the blouse over her arm and unbuttoned her skirt. It
dropped to the floor. She
stooped to pick it up. Her silk white panties clutched her buttocks
and cupped her moist cunt.
She walked to the hooks and hung the clothes up. Stepping out of her
shoes she left them next to
the wall. She unhooked the bra and her breasts expanded as they left
their delicate prison. She
hung the bra up and walked back to the center of the room. There she
turned slowly.
"Please put your hands over your head and turn again"
She did. As her arms stretched over her head her breasts rose
and tightened. She turned
slowly. Radiant in all her glory.
Stopping, she removed the lace panties. Another slow turn even
more glorious than the
last. This was the essence of beauty and the glory that is woman.
"Laurie, are you a hot blooded woman or is that beautiful body
just for show."
"What do you mean?"
"Are you really a woman or only a female."
"What?"
"Are you as hot blooded and sexy as you look? Do you enjoy sex?
Can you draw the fire
out of a man?"
"I've never had any complaints from my husband."
"I'm not your husband. Turn me on. Show me the hot sexy woman
inside you. Stroke
your body. Present yourself to me. Get that fire burning inside you
and show me your fire."
Laurie, stroked her body. She massaged her breasts. As his
words encouraged her she
felt her shyness change to a moist fire in her loins. Her cheeks
became hot and she sighed as her
passion built.
"Spread your legs and warm up that hot pussy of yours."
She eased her legs apart. One hand massaged her breasts and one
parted her pussy lips.
The moist flesh was so sensitive. Her clit was swollen. Passion shot
through her with each
stroke. She eased her fingers inside the tight hot portal. She
panted as the heat mounted.
"Up on the table Laurie. Put your legs in the stirrups."
She felt a little silly laying there spread wide open.
"Keep warming up that hot little cunt of yours. Slide your
fingers inside you. Move
those fingers and stroke that love button."
Laurie's shyness left completely as the moisture flowed. She
humped and her fingers
became a blur as they plunged in and out of her tight hole. She slid
one and then two fingers up
her nether hole. Both hands were active moving in her sensitive cunt
and asshole. She heard a
soft voice in her ear. "Put your fingers in your mouth. Suck them.
Taste your sweet juice."
Laurie did it sucking the fingers from both hands the sharp tang
from her ass mingled
with the sweetness from her cunt. It was naughty. It was perverted.
She loved it.
Gentle hands stroked her hair. Opening her eyes she saw a short
middle aged man
standing beside her as she lay there nude and moaning with passion.
"Just relax." The familiar voice said. "I'll help take care of
you."
He held up a medium sized dildo in his left hand. His right hand
had a Swedish massage
unit strapped on it. Moving to the foot of the table he eased the
dildo into her moist cunt. Her
eyes widened as the walls of her cunt stretched to accommodate the
welcome intruder. She
gasped and moaned loudly as it began to vibrate. Her hips began
gently fuck motions. Her
passion flared as the vibrating hand massaged her swollen nipples and
tits. Moving down her
body the hand grasped her clitoris. She tensed and yelled as her
passion reached an almost
immediate climax. She seemed to explode with the orgasm. Her body
went wild. She screamed
and fainted.
When Laurie awoke a voice told her to get dressed. She found two
one hundred dollar
bills in her blouse pocket and a note to contact Carol tomorrow about
the next meeting.
Laurie noticed an itch and a small red spot on her arm. When she
touched it the voice
told her a blood sample had been taken and would be tested right away.
As she left the building she noticed that the whole episode had
lasted less than an hour.
She smiled and her juices flowed as she thought about the NEXT
meeting. She never even
thought about the money she needed. She just thought about the
passion she had experienced.
*************
In the morning she waited as long as she could, then tingling
with anticipation and
suppressed passion, Laurie called Carol.
Carol told her that the insurance company was very pleased with
her interview and
physical. They would be ready to interview her the next evening.
Carol told her that Kim had
already agreed to watch her son and that her husband would be offered
a two day job out of the
area so that she would be available for the second interview.
When Laurie reminded Carol that she had to meet the man before
agreeing to sex, Carol
said, "You already have met him."
When Laurie dropped her son off with Kim she was asked all about
the initial interview.
Laurie told her about the questionnaire and taking her clothes off.
Kim got a little upset when
Laurie finished her account of the events. Laurie just smiled as Kim
became persistent in her
questioning.
"When's your interview?"
"Carol gave me a note saying my interview would be next week.
She told me to go to the
bank tomorrow and I'd be given a personal loan for the house payment.
I guess we've been
accepted for help. I certainly hope we're not getting into something
we can't handle."
At that, Laurie laughed. "I'm very sure we'll be able to handle
things OK."
Laurie kissed her infant son goodbye. Getting into her car she
opened the envelope Carol
had given her and read the directions. She drove to the bowling alley
and went inside. After
having a cup of coffee in the cafeteria there she went into the locker
room. Going behind the
lockers she stepped into an empty closet. When she closed the door a
light came on. Opening
the other door in the closet she saw the side door of a van. sliding
it open she got into the van.
As she entered she heard the now welcome voice. "Welcome Laurie,
I'm glad you
decided to join me. Sorry about all the mystery but I know you don't
want your reputation
ruined. The driver won't be able to see you. He should be here in
about 15 minutes. Relax.
Turn on some music and have a glass of wine or a drink from the bar.
There's ice in the
refrigerator is you'd like some.
The inside of the van was luxurious. There were some strange
looking handles on the
floor, ceiling and the paneled walls. The couch was very comfortable.
Laurie was pretty sure
that it folded down into a bed. The carpet was a deep thick pile.
She removed her shoes. The
carpet seemed to caress her feet. The bar had several chilled bottles
of wines. A small wine
rack held some expensive looking bottles of various red wines. She
turned on the CD player.
The gentle music filled the air. Sipping her wine she leaned back.
This felt so very good.
Setting down her wine she gently dozed off. She awoke when she felt
the van start to move.
She watched the town slide by as the van moved out of town.
Several miles out of town the van turned into a well kept
farmhouse. The long paved
driveway led behind the stately farmhouse. Behind the house was a
large open farmyard with a
large red barn. The house itself was much larger than it had looked
from the front. There was a
huge multi-car garage attached to the house.
The car drove into the garage and the driver departed.
"Laurie, you can get out now." The van door slid open to reveal
the same man she'd seen
at the first interview. He held out his hand and helped her down from
the van. "You're very
beautiful. Would you care to come inside where we can talk in
comfort?"
The house, mansion actually, was furnished with very expensive
looking furniture. The
hardwood floors gleamed. Expensive original paintings hung on the
walls. He led her into an
office. Seating himself behind the large mahogany desk he asked her
to sit in the large
cushioned arm chair beside the desk.
"Laurie, please relax. Surely you realize I mean you no harm.
If I did you're already in
my power. Only two people, you and Carol know you're here. You can
leave anytime you want
until we both agree otherwise. I own most of this town and the land
around it. I like the people
here and I help the good ones when I can and encourage the bad ones to
leave. But help is not
free. I require that people earn it. I enjoy sex both observing and
participating. Your first
interview showed a person with a good body, a hot nature and a desire
to play act. If you agree,
we'll explore that tonight and see if we can trust each other. People
have tried to blackmail me.
They have threatened to cause publicity I don't like. I wasn't always
a farmer and I didn't make
my money farming. You don't ever want to betray me."
"For tonight's audition you will receive the money for the
overdue house payment. It will
appear on your paycheck as a back pay raise over the last three
months. If you agree to further
meetings you will be given work for four days a week. You will
qualify as a full time employee
with medical, life insurance and day care coverage. Your husband will
be rehired at the
department store as a buyer. It would be nice if he'd join us someday
but it's not required. The
job and money for the house payments will continue as long as we
remain friends. If you decide
against further personal meetings the house payments will end but the
jobs will continue as long
as your job performance is satisfactory. I will act in good faith
with you. You may not believe
me but I keep my word and you must do the same. You can't tell
anyone, including Carol or
your husband, about this arrangement. If you decide you'd like to
have him included we must
agree before you talk to him."
"That sounds fair to me. I don't think I want my husband here.
I don't think he'd approve
of this at all."
"One last thing before we talk about today's play, when we're in
this room we can talk
freely. Anything is open to discussion and it will remain here. When
we're in town, if we meet,
we're casual acquaintances."
"For tonight, I've reviewed the answers to the questions and your
response from the first
interview. I've selected some possible games that we might enjoy.
Look them over and have a
glass of wine."
Laurie looked over the folders given to her. She leaned back in
the chair and sipped the
wine as she read the folder labels. They read:
a) Wild West Saloon
b) Thief Caught
c) Blackmailed Into Sex
d) Drive-In Romance
e) Harem Girl
Laurie finished the second glass of wine. The basic outlines in
the folders sketched the
settings with only the barest details to start a sex game. Each one
had simple rules and limits.
Wild West Saloon had the man as either a Gunfighter or Horny
trail hand and the girl as
an experienced whore making a living and competing with another girl
for the business.
Thief Caught permitted either one to be the burglar and gave the
"home owner" a very
free hand with bondage and discipline. It also allowed an option to
have the thief turn the tables
and become the disciplinarian.
Blackmailed Into Sex gave either one the option to be the
blackmailer. It included mild
bondage had no limits on type of sexual activity.
Drive-In Romance set the stage as a high school date both people
inexperienced and the
girl a virgin.
Harem Girl had the girl as a newly abducted slave to be
introduced to her new master.
"Well, Laurie, which do you like? If none of these appeal to you
we can make up one
ourselves."
"Actually, I think the Drive-in Romance would be best. We really
don't know each other
and we could get acquainted. It sort of matches the circumstances."
"I was hoping that you'd like to do that one. The whole idea is
that we're high school
sweethearts. We're engaged but afraid to go all the way before we get
married. You go upstairs
to room 10. Look through the magazines. They'll give you an idea how
people dressed in the
50's. There are some clothes in the closet. You should be able to
find an outfit you like."
"I'll knock on the door in 15 minutes and we'll go on a date."
Laurie went up to the room. The closet was full of blouses,
sweaters and skirts. There
were many pairs of shoes. The clothes drawer had older style bras and
panties.
Laurie picked out a set of clothes and changed into them.
The knock on the door startled her. She opened it.
"Hi, Cindy. Gee you look great. You all ready to go? We're
running a little late. The
movies about to start.
"Ah, Hi Bill," Laurie gulped. "I'm ready. What's the movie?"
"It's The Blob."
They went down the stairs. Going to a large door, he opened it.
The huge dimly lit room
had a big screen on one wall and a car body backed against another
wall. Walking to the car he
opened the door and motioned to Laurie to get in. Laurie got in and
pulled the door shut behind
her. Bill went around to the driver's side and got in. The car
interior was complete in every
respect. The car radio was even playing 50's songs.
They chatted aimlessly about pretend football games and teachers.
Laurie found herself
talking about some of her old teachers. Bill slid closer to her.
Leaning over he opened the glove
compartment of the car. Pulling out a bottle he offered her a drink.
The red liquid was sweet
and she took a large drink. Bill took a sip and put his arm around
her.
Room darkened and the screen lit up. The radio sound changed to
announcements about
the refreshment stand, next weeks movie and then a cartoon came on.
It was one Laurie liked
and she laughed. Bill hugged her tight and his hand massaged her
neck. She took another large
drink as the movie started.
She leaned her head on his shoulder. He tilted her head up and
kissed her tenderly. They
sat there watching the movie and drinking. He took the empty bottle
and slid it under the seat.
Taking her in his arms he kissed her deeply. His hands pulled her
firmly to him and her arms
encircled him. She felt his hand slide down her side, briefly cup her
tit and pull her hip toward
him. His hand slid under her blouse to massage her breast snug in
it's bra. The nipple pushed
against the lace material.
The lights brightened as the radio announced an intermission.
Laurie and Bill looked
into each other's eyes.
"Let's get in the back seat?" Without another word they rapidly
changed seats. She
turned to him and unbuttoned his shirt. She kissed his naked chest.
he pulled her to him and
unbuttoned her blouse. Pulling it off her arms he stroked and
caressed her skin. As he kissed
her neck the lights dimmed. He unsnapped the bra. Pulling it away he
kissed and massaged the
tender breasts.
Her skirt had inched up to her waist exposing the damp lace
panties. His finger found
her pussy and moved the lace aside. She moaned as the fingers entered
the moist hole. He
leaned down and his soft tongue found her hot button. "Fuck me", she
moaned.
He took off his pants and underwear. His large hard dick pointed
at her. She took it in
her hand and tried to pull it into her cunt. "Cindy, we can't do
that. Remember, we agreed."
She moaned and leaned forward to take the hot spear into her
mouth. Licking and
sucking she had his hips pumping it deep into her throat. She took
his nuts in her hand and
gently eased one finger into his asshole.
"Cindy, you're beautiful. I want to bury this dick deep inside
you. Lean over the front
seat."
Quickly she did. She felt him moisten her ass. The hard rubbery
spear pushed against
her tight nether hole. "Oh, yes fuck me. I want that big dick
inside."
Her ass was so very soft. The tight hole kept squeezing his dick
as it eased inside her.
Each time he was squeezed, his cock jerked. He stretched the hole rim
to it's limit. Her asshole
was wide open, his cock buried deep within it. He moved from side to
side stretching her
asshole even more. Slowly he pulled out an inch, then slid it back
in. She relaxed more and he
pushed in deeper. She bent lower, pushing back at him. He held her
hips tightly and drove his
dick all the way into her tight ass.
He reached up and squeezed her tits. His hands slid down her
flat belly and jumped to
her thighs. slowly his hands moved higher. They tickled her cunt
lips and dipped into the wet
slot. Finding her clit he teased it.
Her frantic movements to move the dick deeper made him harder and
stiffer. Her body
shook. She took the dick all the way to the balls over and over. She
buck hard against him. Her
asshole fluttered. Her pussy juices flowed down her thighs as she
exploded in an orgasm.
He fucked her hard now. His cock swelled as it was milked by the
tight sheath. His cock
jerked powerfully. The cum foamed out of it flooding the pussy walls.
The wet slurping sounds
got louder as the juices mingled.
He sighed and relaxed. His cock twitched as it slowly softened.
She pushed back against
him and panted, her head down in exhaustion. He asshole continued to
twitch and the cock
jerked when it did.
He eased his cock out of her ass. The hole rim twitched around
his cock knob. It came
out with a wet pop.
They eased down into the seat and rested in each other's arms.
They kissed and hugged.
Slowly they dressed.
Gradually they realized the movie was still on but almost over.
They dressed, frequently
caressing each other tenderly.
The movie ended and he escorted Laurie to the room again. "Take
a nice shower and I'll
see you for breakfast."
She went inside and closed the door. Sighing she leaned against
the door. What an
experience. She felt dreamy and wonderful.
Laurie peeled off her clothes tossing them on the floor. She
moved to the bathroom.
Steam curled up from the hot tub full of bubbles. She carefully
steeped into the tub. As she
eased down into the water she felt her muscles relax. She took the
perfumed soap and washed,
luxuriating in the warmth and sensuous odors. Her skin, breasts and
pussy tingled as she washed
them. Her asshole felt tender but as she washed her eyes closed as
she remembered the game.
Pushing her finger into her ass caused her to moan with remembered
passion.
Laurie rose form the tub. After drying with the huge soft towel
she put on the robe
handing on the door and went to the large bed. On the bed was a
modest but sexy nightie. It fit
perfectly. She switched off the lights. She drifted peacefully off
to sleep. Her dreams were of
her younger days before the problems of marriage and kids but the
dreams were also what might
have been if she could have been surrounded by the luxury she'd seen
today. Never in her life
had she felt this great. She wanted much more of this but she also
wanted her family. Smiling
in her sleep she dreamed of the other folders she'd read. I've just
got to try them!
A phone rang, waking her. "Laurie, get dressed it's time for
breakfast."
She dressed and skipped down stairs where "Bill" showed her into
the dining room. An
unseen cook provided everything she wanted. The food was great. They
talked about everything
and nothing.
When the meal was over. Bill reached over and patted her hand.
"Laurie, I want to see
you again, soon. I would like to have you meet a friend of mine next
time. She's a lady we can
trust. Don't worry about anything. I'll take care of the money
problems. Just take good care of
your family and we'll take good care of you. You're very special."
He escorted her to the van. Kissing her, he hugged her tightly,
patted her on the ass and
waved as the van drove out of the garage.
As Laurie rode back to town she thought about everything that had
happened. She had
never been so happy.
The next afternoon, Kim met Laurie in the supermarket.
"Well, what happened?"
"I can't say," was all Laurie said to Kim's repeated questions.
Finally, tiring of Kim's
persistence, she walked away. Looking back, Laurie smiled and winked
at Kim thinking to
herself, "Last night was great, I wonder what's next?"
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Chapter 3
Kim
Kim stood there with her mouth open in wonder Laurie's
footsteps faded away.
"I wonder what happened. She seems so happy. Maybe this guy
will help me. I wonder what he's like? I wonder what he'll want me
to do? At least, whatever it is won't take long and my husband will
never find out about my gambling." These and similar thoughts ran
through her had all day.
That evening the phone rang and Kim heard a husky woman's
voice when she answered it. "Are you still interested in help with
your problem?"
"Yes, I am."
"Ok, take your daughter to the Day Care center. They'll take
care of her until you get back. Go to your Real Estate office. We'll
talk to you there."
"We. What do you mean?"
"Go there within an hour or we won't help you." The phone
went dead. The dial tone startled her.
"We? I'm not going to get into some weird group thing. Well,
I've been promised that $100 for the interview. I've really got to
get some money and there's nothing else, so I've got to take a chance
that "they" will help me." Kim felt much less confident.
She dressed her daughter and dropped her off at the Day Care
center. Arriving at her office with only ten minutes to spare she
hurried into her office. She stopped short and slowly closed the door
behind her. The top of the normally cluttered desk she shared with
the other part time secretary was cleared. The lights were brighter
than normal even with the shade drawn.
"Kim, you've been a naughty girl," the woman's voice said.
"Where are you?" "What's going on here?"
"Why Kim, you're here to try to get us to cover up you're
gambling debts and the loan from us before you're husband finds out
what you've done with the money he trusted you with. The money to
take care of you both and your daughter. The money needed to keep
from losing your home and being thrown out on the street."
"What do you mean? That's not true," Kim screamed.
"Now Kim, you know it's true. We hold your gambling markers
for $10,000 plus the interest which, by the way, is over due. You owe
us that $10,000 dollars. The $1,100 interest, vigorish, is due in ten
days. That personal bank loan has been purchased by us also. If it
is not paid we will take immediate steps to collect our money. The
papers are with us right now to attach your personal possessions and
salary. Your equity in the house would be also taken. Your husband
would be sued for the remaining balance. The law suit or surrender of
his share of the assets will cause the loss of the house. I don't
think he'll be very happy with you. Do you?"
She seemed to shrink as the words rolled on relentlessly. She
slumped into the chair placing her hands over her ears to shut out
those terrible words of doom. Tears streamed down her face.
"We're not sure we should help you. Do you really want us
to?"
Kim looked up hopefully. "Yes! Oh please! Yes! I'll do
anything you want, anything at all!"
"Kim, stand up. Face the door. Head up. Shoulders back.
Don't say a word. You have one asset. Only one. Your body. Do you
want to continue this interview? You can leave right now. You'll get
the $100 promised, and you'll receive our legal papers in the morning
before noon. If we make a bargain you must keep it. There will be no
turning back, we will not allow it. No second chances. Do you want
our help?"
"Yes", Kim said with a tremble in her voice. "Yes, she
repeated in a whisper.
"Kim", she heard a man's voice say gently. "Kim!"
"Yes"
"All of your family's problems are not your fault but you
added to the problems by taking money your daughter and husband
needed. You gambled it away when you knew you couldn't afford to take
a chance with it. You lost it. Even then, instead of telling your
husband what had happened, you used more money trying to recover. I
know you enjoy gambling and there's nothing wrong with that as long as
it just affects you. You risked the welfare of others and lied to
those who love and trust you. What would you do to such a person?"
"I don't know."
"We do! Now my friend will continue the interview. You will
answer the questions. This will be on a separate tape. Be careful
about what you say no to. Be very sure it's something you absolutely
will not do. The interview will terminate immediately if we do not
like your answer or it's not given eagerly. Are you very sure you
understand?"
"Yes"
"That tone of voice is not good enough. You must prove to us
that you really want to do the things you ARE willing to do and will
NOT do the things you really won't do. You will also smile. Would
you kill your husband?"
"NEVER"
"Now that's better. I believe you. Luckily for this
interview we don't want you to either."
"Please stand up."
"That's nice. Welcome Kim. We'll start the interview now. I
hope you're comfortable. Would you care for a sip of wine?"
"Just help yourself from the bottle in the desk drawer. I
think it's still chilled properly."
After Kim poured herself a large glass and gulped half of it
down. She heard the woman's voice. "That's nice dear. Now just
relax. I'll ask you to do some things to get an idea of what you're
body is like and how you react to various stimuli. You'll get $100
dollars and this tape if you end the interview before we say we're
finished. If you complete the interview you will receive $500
dollars. If we request, and you agree to further interviews, we will
pay you the fees we agreed upon. WE reserve the right to make and
keep, for our own use, video or audio recordings for our legal
protection if you decide to go back on our agreements. Is that
acceptable with you?"
"Why yes. I have no desire to cheat you and you may keep the
recordings for whatever private use you desire. I really do need the
money very much."
"Why Kim you're doing just great with the interview. Now if
you'd be so kind as to strip so we can see what your body has to
offer. Oh yes please try to show us how sexy you are and what you
consider you're prime abilities."
Kim frowned when she heard that. She thought, "Stripping I
understand and I've done sexy strips often for my husband but what can
they mean by demonstrating what I consider my prime abilities. My
husband says I'm a great cock sucker and we both enjoy cunt and butt
fucking. I guess the best thing to do is just pretend I'm stripping
for Jack and trying to get him to do everything we like.
"Could I have some music? I'm just a little nervous and I
really do want to have a good interview."
"What would you like?"
"She winced as the strains of the stripper came over the
hidden speaker."
"Well my dear. As you're asking professional prices we'd like
to see a real professional and eager approach."
"Of course. I'm the best and I do it all very well."
With that she started swaying in time to the music doffing her
clothes with a touch of daring. Kicking off her shoes. She undid the
blouse flashing just hints of the creamy flesh below while smiling
coyly and with flashing eyes. In her head she was saying, "I'll show
these bastards. I am the best."
With the blouse buttons undone, she unfastened her bra taking
it off without removing the blouse. Her large breasts swayed and
bounced as she moved about the floor. Glimpses of her dark red
nipples were seen and her long black hair swirled about her as she
spun around. Stopping suddenly she put her finger in her mouth and
demonstrated expert skills as a cock sucker.
Unfastening her skirt she let it drop. Bending over to pick
it up she slid her hands over her pear shaped bottom and down her
legs. Closing her eyes she moaned with only partly simulated passion.
Sitting on the desk she spread her legs wide and stroked her pussy
only partly hidden by the bikini panties pulled tight across it. She
slowly removed the panties. Tossing them aside she played with her
pussy lips while fondling her breasts. Her skin started to blush as
the passion built. Her fingers stroked her clit faster and faster
then plunged into her sopping cunt.
Groaning she turned over onto her hands and knees. Laying her
head on the cool desk top she put two fingers into her cunt. Removing
the fingers from her cunt she pushed, first one, then the other into
her shitter. With some groaning she pushed them in deep and first
slowly and then rapidly fucked her butt.
She came with a series of high pitched squeals and cries.
Panting she just knelt there on the desk top.
"Would you mind if we tied you up and tested you're
reactions?"
Startled Kim sat up. A man and woman stood looking at her.
She gasped and almost yelled, "NO!". choking it back she forced a
smile and said, "Why of course not. I enjoy being tied up."
"Now, if you don't want to continue at any time, just yell
your own name very loud. We'll terminate our session and you can go.
OK?"
"Sure"
"Sit on the edge of the desk so I can tie your feet together."
The man tied her feet together then asked to stand on the
floor and bend over. When she did the woman tied her hands to her
ankles.
"I'd like to spank you. Would that be alright with you?" The
man's voice was so polite and sounded so considerate. God how she
hated it. As if she really had a choice. Through clenched teeth she
smiled.
"Why that would be fun. I always enjoy a good spanking."
"Well in that case let's try something special. Would you
please try this gag? We've never used it with anyone before and you
could tell us if it's comfortable."
"I'm not to sure ... Why of course that's fine." The sight
of their frowns reminded her just how much she had to lose if she
didn't go along all the way.
The gag was made of red rubber and shaped like a very wide but
short cock with balls attached. There was a hole through the center.
Velcro straps were attached to each side of the balls. The woman
grabbed her hair and pulled her head up. Inserting the gag she
fastened the velcro straps. The gag filled her mouth completely and
stretched her jaws. Her tongue could barely move within her mouth but
her throat was clear.
"A good spanking then it shall be." The man held her hair as
the woman walked behind her. She jumped when the felt her stroke and
massage her butt. Tied as she was there wasn't much she could do.
Her hips started to move as her pussy was stroked and she really
strained to pull her hands loose when she felt a finger go up her
butt. The nail scraped her tender anus. The yelp she let out was
only a weak grunt. It was a good gag.
She felt her butt being spanked lightly. Each spank was a
little harder and after a while her butt was red all over. She
started to sweat and groan as the pain mounted. Hands started to
massage her breasts and then her clitoris. The spanking continued.
Measured deliberate spanks so that each one was felt fully. Her pussy
became wetter and wetter. She groaned and sighed through the gag as
the pain and passion mounted. Her hips swayed and rotated trying to
avoid the pain and help the pleasure. Just as she was about to come
the spanking stopped. She groaned. Her legs were hurting from being
bent over and her butt hurt from the spanking.
"Well Kim. You're doing very well but we must check to see
how much pain you are willing to take. This will hurt but it will
only be ten strokes. I think you can stand that. Don't you? Just
shake your head if you agree.
With the greatest reluctance, Kim shook her head up and down.
"Well that is good. You really are a trooper."
The woman went to the desk and removed a paddle from the
drawer. It was two feet long. The paddle area was about 4 inches
wide and twelve inches long. Kim's eyes opened wide in terror when
she saw it. She tried to run but the man held her firmly in place.
Lowering her head she looked behind her. The woman was in position.
Kim's ass weaved frantically as though she could avoid the inevitable.
Her body exploded with the pain as the blow landed right across her
left cheek. She gasped. Her chest heaved with the deep breaths she
was taking to help fight the pain. She'd have screamed if she could.
The second blow hit her left cheek and the pain flared anew. The
third blow was across the ass crack. She sobbed, tears running from
her eyes. The man pulled her head up and unfastened the gag.
Spitting it out she sobbed and cried. She felt her hands being
untied. She staggered when she tried to straighten up. She'd have
fallen if it weren't for the strong hands that grabbed her and half
carried her to the desk.
There she was pushed to her knees. The woman moved around in
front of her sitting on the desk. Raising her skirt and spreading her
legs left Kim no doubt about what she wanted. When she hesitated she
remembered the money she owed. The man holding her from behind just
whispered, "If you'd rather, there are seven more strokes waiting for
you."
Kim practically dove into the pussy open before her. Grabbing
Kim's hair, the woman pulled her face deeper into the wet warm juicy
pussy and licked and sucked like her life depended on it. This was
one of the things she'd missed since Laurie and She were in High
School. She'd forgotten how great pussy had tasted. She also enjoyed
the feeling of having control as she had eaten her friend's pussy.
When she felt the man's hands on her tender ass she redoubled her
efforts. The woman moaned and groaned louder and louder. Suddenly
the legs clamped shut on Kim's head and she felt the pussy grind into
her face as the woman shuddered. Kim continued her expert licking and
sucking as the woman relaxed.
The woman moved away and the man sat before her. Kim needed
no couching. She reached out. Unzipped the trousers and reached
inside for the soft cock that was there. Pulling it out she took it
into her mouth and began licking and sucking it. Fondling the balls
she tasted the fluid that seeped out of the hardening cock. As the
cock got bigger her head started bobbing up and down. Her lips milked
the tool as her tongue ran over the nerve endings at the base of the
knob. She felt it pulse and swell. As the cum exploded into her
mouth she swallowed it all.
"Well. You are an excellent and talented woman. I'm pretty
sure we can come to an agreement. Are you interested in meeting with
us again?"
"Of course I am. I hope we can do this often."
"The interview is over. The camera is off. Let me finish
untying you. After you get dressed we'll talk."
Kim got dressed slowly. Her legs were stiff and her butt was
sore. The worse part was that she felt cheated. They'd had their fun
but she was horny.
Kim stood in front of the desk. The woman was standing beside
her and the man was seated behind the desk.
"You owe us quite a lot of money and you need more to keep
from getting deeper in debt. What did you think of our interview?"
"Well, I guess it was OK. The spanking wasn't too bad but
that paddle hurt like hell."
"Kim. You remember that you still owe us seven strokes from
that paddle. If you agree to meet us again, you will get those
strokes and more if you don't do exactly as we say. We would like to
play bondage and discipline games with you but the most pain would be
the spanking. Unless you disobey. Here's you're $500 dollars. If
you want to pay off your debt with your body put a red ribbon around
the pole of your mail box? If you want to pay cash, be at the bank in
ten days with the interest and first payment on the bank loan.
"I've already decided. I'll pay with my body." As she said
this she couldn't help rubbing her sore butt and smiling.
"I'm sorry but you must signal your answer. You might change
your mind. Remember, once you make the deal you will be forced to
meet the terms."
Kim was already wet just thinking abour her 'payment'.
"I wonder what's next?"