0 comments/ 24323 views/ 0 favorites Captive: Deb's Story By: Grmln Chapter 1 Musky, that was the only way Deb could describe the smell. The sound had been deadened, this she knew, but the dreary walls had a wet look, sort of. Was it water wet or was it slimy wet, her eyes couldn’t discern the truth. The ceiling had some plastic looking bubble-like look. With her hands tied tightly behind her back and to the hard wooden chair she found herself sitting in, the only way she could find out would be to rub her cheek to the wall. At this time that was out of the question! The smack of their hands was way too vivid in her memory as was the pain that she still felt. It felt as it heat was rising from her cheeks even still after what she approximated as 3 to 4 hours. They’d used her, both of them actually, and their friends had used her too. Considering what had happened during the past two days, she was no longer sure what she was or what she wanted. She certainly hadn’t expected this, not in a million years, but here she was, secretly loving every minute of her confinement. The only question that she had now was of what would become of her. She was pretty sure it was Saturday now and she knew she must find a way out soon but she was so tired now……As she began to doze, her mind wandered, thinking back over the past 2 days. Chapter 2 Deb had gone to lunch alone Friday, one of the few times she ever did that, usually she and Tilly took lunch together but today Tilly was out for some unknown reason, she hadn’t even phoned to tell Deb that she wouldn’t be at work.. It was just as well, Deb had been meaning to go to a specialty shop just down the street from the restaurant they frequented, a shop she really didn’t think she could take Tilly into. The Little Shop of Leather had recently opened to a tremendous amount of controversy. Like the title implied, the shop was far from being the normal clothing store. Its target customer would be a more risqué` sort. Some would even say they were part of an underground society, that in itself piqued Deb’s interest. As she opened the door, Deb heard a loud groan coming from somewhere inside the shop. It might have been just the air conditioning but she didn’t think so. Gritting her teeth, she stepped through the door and into what seemed like a whole new land. A land of leather and……chains. The aroma of leather was overpowering as she stepped deeper in the shop. Leather teddy’s covered the wall to her right. As she investigated them she found that one could choose of many differing models, much like car models. Some were very basic while others were much more lavish, including some that were crotch-less or had openings for the wearer’s nipples she expected. Surprisingly there were numerous colors, Deb had only though of leather as being black or brown, but there were red, white, pink and probably any color she would want. Turning to her left, Deb found a beautiful display of very sheer panties, the first things she had found that weren’t leather. Running her hand across a black pair of panties, Deb’s thought turned to Him. He’d taken her the night before; taken her like she’d never been before. Touching her softly at first, she’d felt like she was in heaven, but His touch had become rough soon, so rough she had become afraid. Chapter 3 The hand covered her mouth so quickly she didn’t even react. Her feet didn’t seem to be touching the ground while she was quickly pulled down a set of stairs. Deb’s mind finally caught up with the action and she tried to scream but to no avail as the hand was clamped tight on her mouth. Feeling hands grabbing hold of her legs, she gave up the little struggling she had been putting up. Her thoughts about Him disappeared as the anxiety of her kidnapping took complete control of her. Blackness enveloped her, what seemed like hours were most probably minutes. She remembered little of the event, her mind was groggy. Had she been drugged? Or had her mind just shut down, trying to defend her from what most probably would be her most terrifying ordeal? Tied up like a pretzel was her next thought. She could feel the ropes cutting into her wrists, her shoulders ached, and the chair she was seated on was rough, almost raw. Raw, that was the word; she was sitting in the nude, splinters digging into her thighs every time she moved on the chair. Her legs were also tied, bound at the ankle though she could feel something cold between her ankles. Where were her clothes? Who had done this to her? Why? Why would someone do this to her? She had no enemies, at least no one she could imagine doing something this hideous. Her eyes were becoming used to the lack of light, in front of her was a rope hanging from the ceiling. No, it was a pulley of some sort. Deb considered this; the thoughts that came to mind were far from pleasant. Creaking slowly open, the door slowly stood ajar. Deb could see only a pair of legs on the staircase at first, then a belt buckle, a shirt and finally a head. A grotesque mask covered the face, in one hand a cage of some sort, in the other a short whip. A second body appeared behind the first, a smaller figure, a woman in a pair of jeans. As she descended the stairs, Deb could see she had no shirt, no bra. Her breasts were heavy, from her vantage point Deb could see what seemed to be large, very large nipples protruding. As she reached the bottom step, Deb saw she too had a mask on. In her right hand was silver pitcher in her left something that resembled a tube of some sort. Her mind began to race as thoughts of what might be flashed rapidly through her thoughts. Deb felt the man fumbling with the ropes around her wrists, actually loosening the grip some. That should have been a good thing, but in the next instant she was on the floor, being dragged by her shoulders, her hands still tied behind her back. The woman seemed inordinately strong as she lifted each of Deb’s legs into the stirrups that hung from the pulley. At the same time she felt the man place a noose around her neck and tighten it, nearly cutting off her air supply. Her fear had reached new heights by now and she had the sinking feeling it would get much worse before it got any better. Chapter 4 Deb’s beliefs were justified. Not that she saw what they did next, rather she felt it. Her legs were pulled straight up, Deb’s back was barely on the floor now, and the noose had tightened even more as her legs got higher in the air. To make it worse, the woman had placed a short rod-like piece of metal between her legs after she had unhooked something that allowed her legs to spread, the ends clasped around Deb’s knees, spreading her wide open. She’d never been so humiliated in her life, even worse, she felt herself becoming wet, she couldn’t help it but she was getting turned on! The gag that had been put in mouth as soon as she was pulled down the stairs was ripped from her mouth now. She screamed immediately but she only heard a dull sound, not a scream at all. Looking up, Deb realized that the bubble-like ceiling was sound proof, as were what she had thought were wet walls. Both the man and woman snickered, the gag had been kept in her mouth not to keep her from screaming but because they were evil people. Deb realized this within seconds of her attempted scream and now her fear was increased ten-fold. “Don’t you like your new home Deb?” said the man. Deb wasn’t sure how to respond. Should she tell him how evil she thought of him or should she try to be good, hoping for a quick release if she behaved. After a few seconds of thought she decided it really didn’t matter, they were here to please themselves not her and they would probably expect her to be a surly bitch. “Yeah, I love it you fucking prick!” flew out of Deb’s mouth. “Oh my! A truly worthless piece of ass being so insolent!” said the man. With that he slapped the back of Deb’s thigh with an open hand. “Ahhhhhh,” was all that came from Deb’s mouth before the woman slapped the same spot again and again. Chapter 5 She handed the pitcher to the man and stepped between Deb’s wide open legs. The tube-structure was still in her hand and Deb was afraid of where it would be inserted, she was sure that was the woman’s intent now and sure enough Deb felt the tube slowly entering her tight anus. “Don’t fight this little one, it will only hurt for a short time, then you’ll thank me for the pleasure you’ll feel” said the woman. With that the woman forced the tube deep into Deb. “Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,” was all Deb could muster as the tube slid deeper and deeper into her tight little hole. She’d never done such degrading things nor had she ever thought someone else would do this to her. Looking at the woman between her legs, Deb watched in bewilderment as the woman attached what looked like a funnel to the end of the tube. “Now the fun begins,” said the woman. “Go give her a taste.” With that the man straddled Deb’s head and slowly tilted the pitcher above her head. A white liquid splashed across her face and Deb soon realized it was milk. She considered it momentarily, and wondered what it meant. Unfortunately she didn’t have to wait long. Chapter 6 “Looks as if I over-estimated the amount of milk your little ass could hold.” Suddenly Deb’s scream stopped, replaced by a low groan. “It’s very pleasurable isn’t it Deb,” said the woman. “Oh Gawdddddddddddddd,” was the only response from the captive. “T, give her more pleasure,” said D. With that, the woman referred to as only T took her pants and panties off, straddling Deb’s head. Deb tried to think about what the “T” might mean instead of obsessing over the predicament she found herself in but it was short lived as the next thing she heard was, “Go ahead, let her taste how sweet you are.” T kneeled, straddling her captive, and lowered her wetness to Deb’s mouth. Deb had never had sex with a woman but the feelings she was having broke Deb’s inhibitions and she greedily began tasting T’s love. Grinding down hard, T had an immediate orgasm, her juices flowing on to Deb’s face. She screamed wildly as Deb’s tongue continued lapping at her hard pink clit and then sliding between her labia, sinking deep inside her moist pussy. T came again, tears streaming down her face as the pleasure overtook her. D watched intently as the two women carried on like mad dogs. Their captive was doing well, even better than he had expected. He broke his gaze and returned to his job, making sure the captive’s ass was stretched wide enough to accommodate his pleasures, and the pleasures of others. Chapter 7 “Why don’t you go ahead and give it a turn,” said T, looking at the hunger in D’s eyes. “But first, bring it here, let me have a taste and quickly came over to where T was riding Deb’s face. “Mmmmmmmmmmmm, so sweet,” said D. His cock had grown hard in his pants. He quickly pulled his jeans down, freeing his tool from its constraints. T stood, taking away the sweetness from Deb’s mouth, and kneeled in from of D’s cock. Licking across the head, T looked into Deb’s eyes and saw hunger. “Let me have it. Oh please, let me taste it!” T took his shaft deep in her mouth, tasting the precum that had already cum into her mouth. “No bitch, his cock is mine for now!” said T. She continued stroking and kneading D’s cock and balls as Deb moaned in wanton desire. Eventually T relented, “Let the little cunt have a taste your balls at least.” And with that D lowered his balls above Deb’s mouth, allowing her to lick them slowly, telling her to suck each one separately, and she did as she was told he commented that she had become the little slut he had planned on her being. “On the other hand,” said T, “I think I want you to come up stairs with he D, the chair awaits that big thing, She can wait, I can’t.” With that, T stood quickly and climbed the stairs. D looked at Deb, then looked at T’s full bottom as it disappeared up the stairs, saying, “I think I had better go, she doesn’t like to wait,” and with that, D also ascended the stairs, leaving Deb alone, hot and bothered and no one to take care of her. Chapter 8 After D had left, she laid quietly, her legs numb now. She wasn’t sure how long she could stand having her legs hanging in the air and like they had ESP, D walked back in, lowered her legs and put her back on the chair, and walking back up the stairs without uttering a sound. For the next 30 minutes, Deb racked her mind, trying to think about the 2 voices and whether she could ever remember hearing them in the past. Who could it be? Within a few more minutes Deb had fallen fast asleep, her body craving food but sleep even more. She woke with a start. Someone was forcing something into her mouth. She screamed loudly at first, then she realized that a man was forcing his hardness into her mouth and her instincts took over, her lips parting taking his huge tool into her moist mouth. Her hands were still tied behind her back, stopping her from handling the beautiful cock, but the taste was wonderful. “Please help me pleasure you. Let me get on my hands and knees. You won’t regret it,” said Deb. Like D and T, the man wore a mask that didn’t allow her to see how was reacting, but the reaction was easy to gauge as the man quickly rolled Deb over, untying her hands but rolling her to her back immediately and retrying her hands. Deb carefully got to her knees, placing her palms flat on the floor creating a stable base to hold herself even though her hands were tied together again. Her knees rubbed painfully on the bare concrete but that was of little consequence to Deb as she hungrily opened her mouth, wanting the stranger to fill her mouth. Thick and veiny, those were the words that kept occurring to Deb as his tool drove in and out of her mouth. He’d been practically pulling her hair out as he forced himself deeper and deeper in her wet mouth, a hand on each side of her face, his fingers grabbing her hair. Chapter 9 “May I join in?” was the first clue telling her that there had been someone else watching now. It was the sweet, high pitched voice of a young woman. Although Deb’s mouth was full, she looked left and caught a glimpse of a bare foot. In the next instant, the woman was standing behind the man, her arms encircling him, her hands grabbing hold of his shaft. The woman had begun to feed it to Deb, stroking it slowly as she moved the veiny shaft in and out of Deb’s mouth. The woman alternated between stroking slowly and quickly for nearly a half hour before she finally said, “It’s time,” and began squeezing tightly as she stroked, Deb could feel the blood pressure rise in his cock as he got closer and closer to orgasm. The man nearly collapsed when he came, the woman holding him up now. Deb gagged as his load filled her mouth. She swallowed as quickly as possible, taking more than she ever had imagined one man could ejaculate at one time. “Mmmmmmmmmmm, doesn’t that taste good Deb?” the woman exclaimed with a most serious tone. “Wish I had been on your end when he finally let it go!” “Mmmmmm……,” was all Deb could do to answer, sucking even more strongly now. She thought the woman understood that she was agreeing with her heartily but wondered if the woman was truly serious. The answer was quick to come as the woman kneeled down, taking Deb’s face in her hands and kissed her, her tongue forcing itself into Deb’s mouth, sucking some of the man’s deposit into her own mouth. The man shakily sat on the floor as the two women explored each other’s mouths, his eyes almost hazy now. Deb looked at him once, wondering if he had also been drugged, but of course, if he were it was of his own accord. Deb returned her attention to the sweet lips pressed against hers, kissing the woman as passionately as she had ever kissed any person. “I’m going to please you now,” said the woman standing up. Deb’s eyes locked on to cock between the woman’s legs. She didn’t know how she could have missed it but she had. The woman was wearing a strap-on, a large strap-on at that. It’s size actually both scared and excited her. Her mind raced back to the initial pain the snake had incurred but she also remembered the pleasure it had brought once her body adjusted for the wonderful thickness. Chapter 10 “Here, I’ll help getting her standing M,” said the man. Deb stared at the woman, wondering what the “M” stood for, and why it had taken so long before either had used any kind of name, even if it were only an initial. As she pondered this, the man had come behind Deb, reaching down and pulling her onto her feet. “She is a great cocksucker if I do say myself.” “It did look awfully hot R-man,” commented M. “I am counting on her pussy to be just as hot or hotter!” With that said, M took R-man’s position but with a lot more aggressiveness. Forcing Deb to bend over, M slid her tool between Deb’s legs, rubbing the strap against Deb’s lips roughly. At the same time R-man had taken his place in front of Deb, telling her he was ready to be serviced again and that he expected even better this time. The strap-on’s roughness felt like heaven, as did R-man’s limp cock did in her mouth, but she had no way to convey her pleasure as R-man was determined to become hard again in record time. Deb felt the head of the strap-on spreading her labia just before she heard, “Here it comes little one.” The pain was immense as M forced the wideness between Deb’s lips. Deb nearly collapsed, nearly passed out as the thickness drove deep inside her. M had no regard for her in the least, at least those were the thoughts that were flashing through Deb’s mind at the time, though the thoughts were short-lived as Deb’s slit became intensely wet and wanting within minutes. Working rhythmically, Deb started pushing back against the “cock” as R-man came nearly out of her mouth, and vice versa. R-man’s tool sunk to the deepest recesses just as the strap-on’s head nearly came out of Deb’s anus, this process repeating itself over and over and over….. Chapter 11 As he exploded into her mouth for the second time, an orgasm rocked Deb’s insides. M kept riding in and out of her, the full length and width of her “cock” had driven Deb to the brink of the most spiritual feeling she had ever had. “Feel good Deb?” said M. “I sure hope so since you’ve been taking this for the longest time I have ever seen anyone take something this big.” M pulled out, simultaneously spanking the captive’s bottom with a “WHAP”. Deb had wanted to tell M how beautiful the feelings had been but R-man was still in her mouth, a mixture of his deposit and her own sweat now trickling out the sides of her mouth. But now, with what seemed to be all her might, M had begun to spank Deb’s bare bottom with a vengeance. R-man came out of Deb’s mouth as she screamed in pain. Her bottom was being beaten red and M was laughing with each slap. Tears ran down her face as her M continued, “You like it too much you little tramp, I think you need a bit of discipline,” roared M. “R-man, go get the paddle, she needs more than I can give with just my bare hand.” R-man immediately ran up the stairs and with a minute had returned with a wooden paddle. Shivering in fear, Deb stared at the paddle in M’s hand, unwilling to believe that the woman would actually beat her for liking her treatment too much. Unfortunately, Deb had misunderstood the reason for M’s anger which in reality was that both Deb and R-man had had mind-blowing orgasms while she had not. M wanted to feel the way they had felt, and more, thus, the paddle. M had always been turned on by the power to inflict pain on another person, inflicting pain on a man was even better but this would have to suffice. “Put her in the prime position, just the thought of it is …….,” M stopped the sentence there, her hand rubbing hard between her legs. R-man placed Deb on her hands and knees, then helped to lower her head to the concrete floor, her bottom high in the air now. Captive: Deb's Story Pt. 02 Chapter 14 Tilly stood at the door in a long coat, the wind had been whipping ferociously and she was glad to have the protection even if her face was a bright crimson. Whether Deb remembered her being part of the, shall they say initiation, Tilly had had second and third thoughts since. One thing she had been hoping since Saturday was that the drugs they had fed Deb truly had left her with little or no memory of the assault. How would she be able to explain her knowledge, the actions of the woman and the men as well as her own depravity. She finally pressed the doorbell hoping she was doing the right thing. When Deb opened the door in a bathrobe Tilly smiled inwardly, remembering the weekend, a warmth immediately growing between her legs. Deb looked so inviting, again. Stepping through the door, Tilly hugged Deb close, taking in her fragrance and feeling the gorgeous hips that Deb possessed. Once inside, Tilly looked at Deb with a feigned quizzical look. “You look like, well, Deb, you look like…you look like shit Deb!, said Tilly. “In fact if I didn’t know any better I’d say you had a rough weekend, sexually I mean,” she said laughing heartily. “Well…..I….I think I did Tilly,” replied Deb with almost a scared tone in her voice. “In fact I believe….no….,” Deb broke down now. “What happened Deb,” Tilly inquired in a sorrowful voice. Her defenses were down now that she realized that she and her friends had gone overboard. “Tell me, maybe I can help.” Deb began the story of her captivity and abuse, tears flowing down her cheeks at first, her resolve hardening as she got further and further in her story. “After he took the snake out of me, the woman named “T” sucked his cock and then let me lick his huge balls but then they left because she wanted him all for herself, I think she was afraid he wanted me more than he wanted her.” Deb’s cheeks had become flush at this immodest suggestion and Tilly thought back to the scene, wondering just how much truth there was to her statement. It could have been true knew Tilly, she remembered thinking that maybe David would rather have their new little toy instead of her and that was her true reason for forcing him to go upstairs and please her on their own. “Maybe that is true Deb, maybe it was just that she wanted some privacy, who knows. The important thing is that you are alright. You are alright aren’t you?” “I think so…..I hope so…but, ummmmm…” “Tilly, before they went upstairs she…she…OhGod Tilly, she ..she…” “What did she do to you Deb?” screamed Tilly. “Did she hurt you?” “Oh no….no..it was nothing like that, you see she…she took her pants and panties off and made me…..Tilly,” cried Deb “I licked her, and then there….there was another woman….she was……evil. She beat me, she beat me and told me I liked it too much!” Deb was sobbing now, her chest heaving with every breath. “I told her I would be her…her slave if she wouldn’t beat me. But it wasn’t true. I…I…OhGod Tilly…..” Chapter 15 Tilly stared at Deb for at least 5 seconds before she cautiously asked, “Did you…..like it?” The question would tell her more about Deb than all the time the two of them had spent with each other, that is, it would tell her more about Deb’s sexual interests and it might tell her just how far she could go. “I…I think I did,” Deb said quietly, almost hesitantly. The reality was that she had loved it, she’d been hoping for just such a situation as long as she could remember. Now that it had happened, Deb knew she had to have more but….. “I don’t want to sound like a…..a…you know, but….Oh Tilly, I haven’t felt like that ever!” Deb finally admitted. “Feeling like that doesn’t make you a slut Deb, it only says that you are in touch with your sensual feelings and that you need more than you’ve been receiving.” “Are you sure? I don’t think James would feel the way you do. In fact, I’m sure he’d drop me in a second if he even suspected I had been….you know…been with another woman or had been used by…..Tilly, they used me for their pleasure, and I became such a whore! They could have done anything to me and I think I would have enjoyed it no matter what!” “As for James, don’t be so sure Deb, how do you know he hasn’t done the same with another man?! And as for how you reacted, to tell the truth I would have reacted in the same way, but I don’t think I would be calling myself a slut, just very satisfied.” She smiled down at Deb who had slumped into the recliner next to the fireplace in the living room. “Don’t be ridiculous Tilly, there isn’t a chance in hell he has….oh that’s silly. James is what they call a man’s man and ain’t no way he sucks some guys cock or lets his little butt get…..” “Stranger things have happened Deb,” exclaimed Tilly, all the while thinking about what had gone on upstairs at the Leather shop. Reaching down and cupping Deb’s chin in her hand, Tilly decided this was it. They had reached moment of truth. She leaned down and slowly kissed the moist plump lips of her friend, a friend she had fantasized about often in the past. After the initial two or three seconds of shock, Deb responded by pulling Tilly’s face closer and allowing her lips to part letting Tilly’s moist tongue to explore her mouth. A quiet moan slipped from the ex-captive, signaling to Tilly that if she wished, she could take the little slut for her own and after considering it for a only a few seconds, Tilly had decided. “Take the robe off you little cunt!” quietly demanded the Madame, Tilly’s personality had nearly disappeared in only those few seconds. After hearing the command, Deb realized just who she was talking to; Miss T from the weekend! Chapter 16 Dropping the robe, Deb stood still, almost as if she were being inspected by the Madame. Her eyes were moist with tears as she worried that she might have made her love unhappy during the past weekend, she felt that it might be the most important relationship she had yet to be part of. For the past 4 years she had considered Tilly as only a friend but the previous spring brought a new feeling, ones of desire and lust. The lust had begun on the day Deb saw her friend nude, truly by accident, and now she felt like a schoolgirl, following her love like a puppy. She just couldn’t bare it if she were rejected, even more so because it was…..dare she say…Tilly or should she always refer to her as Madame? It was getting almost too wet, if that were possible. The Madame slid her finger between her slave’s sex, the wetness was unimaginable. Her new slave girl was as hot as she had ever met. “ Are you always this horny, you little wench? Or is it that you can’t wait to please me?” Deb stared at the ground, embarrassed that she couldn’t control herself. “It is because of you Ma’am,” she exclaimed, almost crying now. “I want to please you in anyway you command me to.” The Madame considered this for a moment, then commanded Deb to drop to her knees and clean the Madame’s feet, with her tongue! The slave girl obeyed immediately, first slipping the shoe from her Madame’s foot and swiftly covering the foot with laps from her tongue. Chapter 17 A knock at the door startled both women, but not so much that they didn’t have the presence of mind to straighten themselves out prior to Deb answering the door. A young man stood motionless in front of Deb as she asked, “May I help you?” “I believe she’s waiting on me,” said the stranger. Deb looked back to her Madame, her heart sinking at the thought of not being the one the Madame wanted to please her. “It’s alright Deb, show the young man in, he’s here to be of service.” Deb looked back into the dark brown eyes of the man, thinking she had seen a glint in his eye and wondering just what kind of service he be performing and on whom. Stepping aside, she allowed the stranger to pass by and into the living room. “OFF…… ALL OF IT! YOU WERE TOLD THAT BEFORE, I WON’T TELL YOU AGAIN!” With that, the young man disrobed as fast as Deb had ever seen anyone shed their clothing and as soon as he was nude, Deb saw the most beautiful tool she’d ever seen in her life! Her quick estimation said that his length was between 7 and 8 inches which was certainly not the longest, but the girth, that was what she marveled at, he had to be 5 inches around! Deb didn’t realize she’d been staring until she heard, “Are you sure it will fit in that slutty mouth?” Blushing, Deb stared at the floor as she begged for forgiveness. The Madame seemed in a rather delighted mood as she gave forgiveness for Deb’ staring and in the next moment she gave permission to try and take the tool in Deb’s hungry mouth. Chapter 18 “Go ahead, I’ve tried, just never been able to take all of it at one time,” said Madame. “I was hoping you’d react this way Deb. I’ve wanted to actually view someone being forced to take his monster,” and as soon as the last syllable was out of her mouth, Deb’s mouth was on the stranger’s cock. Mouth bulging, Deb worked it into her open mouth, she considered the snake again as she thought about the fact that many snakes jaws unhinged in order to take in their prey. She needed that ability right now, there seemed no way for her to take the massiveness of the man. The blow sent Deb into momentary shock, her mouth opening to its limit unvoluntarily, his manhood suddenly filling her throat. After a few seconds of thought, Deb remembered a porn actress names Linda Lovelace and her most famous piece of work DeepThroat. Deb had become this generations DeepThroat although the three of them in the room might be the only ones that new of this new revelation. “Unbelievable,” Madame uttered, shaking her head in amazement. “Girl, I never thought I would see the day…..” Hands gripping Deb’s head by the hair, he drove in and out of her mouth now, his hips bucking wildly. Deb reached around to grab his ass cheeks, pulling him deeper inside her hungry, wet mouth. The Madame watched intently as her slaves provided a show of great appeal. “Squeeze her tits boy”, she commanded and an instant later had her hand down her own pants and began fingering a very hard clit. As her moans intensified, so did the action in front of her. The boy squeezed Deb’s tits hard, fingers moving deftly to her elongated nipples, tugging and squeezing on them as his pecker was engulfed the moist wet mouth of the Madame’s slavegirl. Chapter 19 It’s sheer size made gagging an impossibility but it took Deb only a few seconds to realize that breathing through her nose exclusively was the only way she could keep his wonderful rod in her mouth without fainting. With this in mind, Deb forgot about gagging and concentrated on pleasing not only the man, but her Madame, who’s moans of approval were becoming louder and louder. Deb snuck a look at Madame, surprised to see that the Madame had not only removed her blouse and bra but her slacks and panties as well. Between her legs lay a thick carpet of curly dark hair, her lips protruding as she became more and more aroused. He fucked her mouth until her jaw bone hurt, Madame masturbating over and over, her cries of lust filling the room. “Fuck her beautiful tight ass boy,” she screamed as she rubbed her hard red clit. Deb took it doggy-style did as she was told, his thick cock driving in and out of her tightest hole, her moans louder and louder as she had the first of many anal orgasms. Their Madame finally sat in front of Deb, legs spread wide, her hairy lovehole providing a place for Deb’s hungry mouth. Their love-making intense, the slaves worked to please their Madame with all their hearts. The long drawn out sessions of love-making became nightly events for Deb. At first she enjoyed the group sessions most vehemently but soon found herself longing to have the one on one intimacy of her Madame. She was falling madly in love…with another woman and she couldn’t help herself anymore, she had to have her to herself or was it that she wanted to be in control now. Three long months later Deb had yet to convince her Madame that in a monogamous relationship, Deb would do more than please her, the Madame would be the center of Deb’s life and attention. These attempts were in vain, her Madame continued to enjoy not only Deb’s attention, but the attention of many men as well and women, if Deb’s instincts were correct. Deb’s demeanor began to change during their sex sessions, her mind wandering somewhere far away and her thoughts were moving towards being her own madame. Chapter 20 Deb and Danny had plans to meet for breakfast at the Brass Pickle on Canal Street Saturday after a night of sinful and lustful sex with their Madame. As they chatted, Danny told Deb of a new relationship he had just started, her name was Jennifer and Danny seemed to be smitten, even to the point of talking about leaving the Madame since he doubted, and certainly wouldn’t be asking, if Jennifer was interested in his life of lust. Deb took this in, thinking that even she would be interested in this new….well let’s just say it….this possible new piece of meat. As they left the Pickle Deb told Danny she would love to meet this new person in his life and that she too had considered a change in her lifestyle, maybe they could get together for dinner sometime soon, Deb even offered to cook. A plan had hatched in her mind, she’d become their madame, they’d begin to please her instead of her pleasing the Madame…… They’d agreed on Friday night, for Deb it was perfect, a weekend night, no one need have to get up early the next morning, she’d been counting the hours. As the spaghetti boiled, Deb mixed the cooked hamburger and heated the red sauce, a quick dinner would provide the needed energy for the night’s activities. Deb swayed still in front of the stove top as the beads worked their magic inside her tight anus, the sensuous feeling traveled to her pussy, her clit had been rock hard for nearly an hour now. Chapter 21 The doorbell rang just as Deb was straining the pasta noodles, she bumped into the corner of the low coffee table as she rushed to answer it, a run in her nylon appeared immediately. Not having time to change she opened the door as she tried to keep her left leg semi-hidden, her nylon had split, exposing her bare thigh. She thought, “I guess she’ll have to live with a madame who sometimes isn’t perfect.” “Hi Deb, this is Jennifer, Jennifer, this is my good friend Deb,” Danny said warmly. He knew referring to Deb as a “friend” was less than honest but he couldn’t just come out and tell her the truth. As the two women clasped hands in an awkward handshake, Danny could swear he saw a spark travel between them. “It’s so nice to finally meet you Jennifer, Danny has done nothing but rave about your beauty and caring attitude.” She was embarrassed but Jennifer responded, “Thank you Deb, he’s told me so much about your special friendship, it’s nice to know that a man and a woman can have that kind of relationship without having to worry about sex.” Deb smiled, then looked at Danny, angry that he would lie about their relationship instead of just not answering. He would need to be taught a lesson, as would she… “What a bore,” thought Deb of the dinner conversation, “the only good thing about it is the wine and the amount the little hottie was drinking.” Deb would rather been getting fucked…..or fucking someone, that was her intentions as well as being the only reason she put up with the whiny little bitch Jennifer. She slowly rocked her hips again, working the toy inside her bottom “How can he stand the little twit,” she considered, “she must be dynamite in bed or why would anyone bother with such a cunt other that she had awesome tits. Deb looked down the scoop neck of Jennifer’s as she poured another glass of wine seeing a beautiful set of C cup breasts. She wanted them…. she wanted them and would have them, no matter what! After clearing most of the dishes from the table the three retired to the living room, Danny and Jennifer sitting on the long leather couch, Deb putting together a tray of coffee and brandy in the kitchen. “Can I help,” Jennifer said loudly, knowing the door to the kitchen was closed and Deb would have trouble hearing her. “No, I’m fine, thanks anyway Jennifer,” replied Deb as she walked into the room, a large silver tray in her hands. Danny stood quickly, trying unsuccessfully to help Deb with the tray. “It’s alright, I can manage.” Deb leaned down to lay the tray on the coffee table in front of the two, her blouse opening wide, presenting her large breasts to the two lovers. “Oh my! I…I…,” Deb flushed, knowing they’d gotten quite a view of her ample bosoms but also feeling hot, anxious to allow the two of them to know the depths of her wanton desire. “I’m sorry….I…this damn blouse!” “It’s not a problem at all,” Jennifer cooed as she reached toward Deb. Within seconds, the blouse was totally open, the buttons being undone by Jennifer’s nimble fingers. “May I?” Jennifer’s hands caressed her like she’d never been before. The smoothness of her hands were in contrast to those of the men she tended spend time with, fingertips barely touching Deb’s hard nipple. Jennifer looked across at Danny, winking slightly before she took the nipple in her mouth. Looking back at him again she watched as he took his manhood out of his pants, stroking it slowly as he watched his girlfriend alternated between each of Deb’s nipples. Deb slowly wriggled out of her panties, giving her new lover access to her wetness, her heart racing now as she considered the pleasure she’d be receiving. As Jennifer’s head disappeared beneath the skirt and between Deb’s legs, Danny stood above Deb straddling her head, then dropped to the floor, his erection bobbing before he guided it into Deb’s hungry mouth. Chapter 22 Jennifer’s mouth found the hard pink clit as she licked up and down Deb’s wet slit. Sucking it into her mouth, Jennifer bit down softly, garbled moaning coming from above as Danny filled Deb’s mouth. Licking up and down Deb’s labia, Jennifer felt a streak of wetness run down her thigh, her own juices had begun to flow as she made love to this beautiful vixen. Looking out from under the skirt, Jennifer eye’s locked on Danny’s cock driving in and out of Deb’s mouth, her fingers dove into her own snatch as she continued staring as Deb gave Danny a blow job to remember. The hardness driving in and out of the pouty lips, the moans of pleasure louder and louder as each became closer to orgasm. Jennifer drove her fingers in deeper, her pussy quivering as she too began to cum. Danny exploded into Deb’s mouth at the same instant she began having the first orgasm. Unable to control it due to her own orgasm, the cock slid from her mouth, cum spewing over Deb’s face and breasts. Grabbing his rod Danny pumped it dry, his moans had become screams as he covered her luscious body with his juices. “Roll over bitch!” came the command from Jennifer. Standing in front of Deb, she’d watched patiently as Danny had relieved himself all over Deb, but now it was her time. She’d put the harness in place as she watched, the “cock” clicking in place just as the orgasms had begun. She would have her piece now! “On your hands and knees cunt! I won’t say it again bitch! You’ll start paying the price!” A whip appeared from nowhere, a sizzling crack and snap, Deb’s tit burned and turned red immediately. Jennifer was in control now. Deb stared ahead, seeing the long, thick thing between Jennifer’s legs, knowing she had been set up, again. Her intention had been to become the madame but…….she rolled onto her hands and knees, quickly lowering her head to the floor, presenting herself to her new Madame. “Oh my, a toy in your tight little bottom. Does that mean something Deb? Shall I replace it with this?” Jennifer had found the toy sunken deep in Deb’s anal cavity. She stroked the “cock” as she looked into the longing eyes of her EX-boyfriend, she’d found herself a much more interesting playmate now. “Danny, go get us some snacks, I’m working up a terrible hunger!” With that Jennifer looked back down to Deb’s smooth backside, her slave girl’s hands spreading her cheeks. Captive: Deb's Story Pt. 02 “Does it please you Ma’am?……………………..” Deb said as she spread herself, a captive again….. Captive: Deb's Story “Please…ohhhh pleassseeee nooooo,” cried Deb as her mind raced. “Please let me please you ma’am….ohhh I can be your….your…..,” Deb’s voice trailed off, dejected. “You wish to be my slave, bitch? Is that what you are trying to say. Maybe I’ll give you a try,” M replied after at least 30 seconds. “In fact, if you do please me well enough, I might let you use the paddle on R-man here.” Shocked, but determined to protect herself, Deb said, “Anything you desire Ma’am,” and she meant it. Chapter 12 M handed the paddle to R-man and quickly sat in front of Deb’s face. With one hand she lifted Deb’s head by the hair while she slid her wetness in place, her juices flowing at the thought of a woman pleasing her. Deb’s mouth nearly attacked M’s wet spot, her tongue sliding in and out. M’s hands guided Deb, leading her up and down her wet slit, then concentrating on M’s hard little hard clit. M spread the top of her slit, allowing Deb’s tongue to work over the hardness even more, the oncoming orgasm was already near. Deb concentrated hard, nibbling on it now, M beginning to grunt the harder she bit, Deb bit hard, M screaming in pain? In pleasure? She didn’t know, what she did know was that M was grinding herself hard against Deb’s face and that had to be good……. It was like a mini fountain, the stream was small but forceful. M’s fingers were enmeshed in Deb’s hair, holding her face in place as the orgasm gushed into Deb’s mouth. “BRAVO,” screamed 2 voices in unison, one male and one female. Deb tried to turn to see but M’s hands held firm, her orgasm continuing. “Let’s have some too,” said the female voice. Through the corner of her eye Deb saw a slender pair of legs standing behind Madame M. The must be the female’s thought Deb. She had been right, the female was there and if Deb were right, her new Madame was pleasing her at the same time Deb was pleasing her Madame. A second stream of juice rushed into Deb’s mouth just as she felt the man’s enormous cock slid deep into her ass stretching her even wider than Mombo had. Her sex shuddered and just before she passed out she thought she heard someone say, “Tilly, Deb is really one hot bitch, I can’t believe you didn’t bring her to us before,”…… Chapter 13 Waking up with a start, Deb looked around her room, wondering how she had gotten back in her own apartment. Hadn’t she been …. Realizing she was totally nude, Deb looked for her clothes, quickly realizing they were strewn across her bedroom floor. Had what she thought occurred actually happened? She was sure it had, how could it not? She had felt all of those emotions and the sexual heat of the people involved, hadn’t she? Rolling out of bed, her feet landing squarely on the floor, Deb felt a sharp pain between the cheeks of her bottom. In fact, she was sore from head to foot and had only a faint remembrance of being hurt in any way. Slowly she spread the cheeks of the ass and carefully ran the tip of her finger against what seemed to be a very swollen hole. Checking her finger now she could see small specks of blood on the tip. She barely remembered 4 people and it could have been more but….what had happened? Standing in front of the full length mirror as she toweled off, Deb first saw the bruises and welts that covered her body. The majority of marks were on her thighs and buttocks but she couldn’t remember being hit in the past few days, leaving her to wonder just what had happened. For the second time, Deb gingerly spread her bottom, checking her tightest little hole, the most tender part of her entire body at the time. Again the tip of her finger had small specks of blood, the bleeding coming from her rectum. A confused look came across her face as the picture of a woman slapping the back of someone’s thighs came to mind. Deb wondered just how this kind of depravity would come to her mind considering she had grown up a good Catholic girl and had even waited until her wedding night to have sex. The sound of the doorbell snapped Deb out of the haze she had fallen into as she obsessed over the two days she couldn’t account for…….