1 comments/ 132104 views/ 32 favorites A Contractor's Unpaid Invoice By: wilcox010 Warning: this story contains nonconsensual themes. * My name is James Francis and the following story is true and one that I have found to be continually on my mind sense that fateful early summer day. I am 42 years old, married to my beautiful wife Jane who is a flight attendant, two college age children, own a very nice house, two fancy cars and have a great job. I am 5'8" tall, full head of hair, a slim build and am totally straight. I am a salesman for a medium sized national company, but my travel is fairly limited so I can work from home on occasion. This particular Thursday, I had made all of my sales calls from home by 11:00 AM and had finished an inspection of the renovations that were recently completed on our home. I had some difficult discussions; well you can call them arguments, with the general contractor. In the end, I refused to pay his full price as some of the work was shoddy and some of the work had to be re-done several times. Ultimately, we did not part on good terms and I could never recommend his work to any of my friends. That was unfortunate because Peter, the general contractor, was a close friend of ours as we had had him in our home for barbeques on several occasions. That day, I had been surfing the internet from my home office computer and was looking at several of my favorite porn sites that I visit when Jane is out of town as she was this particular day on a trip that had taken her to the Far East for two weeks. Our two sons were on summer vacation and were staying with Jane's parents in Texas. So, I had the run of the house and thought that I deserved some alone time. As I was reading a story from a non-consent/reluctance website, I became quite aroused and quickly slid out of my gym shorts and jock strap. I began to stroke my cock as I read the story about a wife who falls prey to contractors and how they made her their sex slave while her husband was out of town. I stripped off my tee shirt and slowly pumped my cock bringing myself to the brink of an orgasm. I decided that it was too early in the day to have an orgasm when I had the rest of the day and evening to myself. It was sunny outside so I decided to take in some rays in my new black thong bathing suit so that I could maximize exposure to the sun. I then spread sun tan oil over the parts of my body that I could reach and slipped on my Raybans. It was not a particularly hot day, but a day in which I could get a good start on my summer tan. I opened a bottle of corona, sliced a lime and went to our secluded patio just outside our family room. I had a good book and started reading while lying on my stomach. I just could not get into the book as I kept remembering the way the construction crew ravaged the slutty housewife, making her beg for cock and satisfying their every need. I was pretty turned on, my cock was hard again and I felt like taking advantage of the privacy. I went back into the house, found my secret stash of sex toys and because I was so horny, selected an eight inch black butt plug that I had purchased at one of those adult novelty stores one weekend when Jane was away. I slid my thong down to my knees, lubed the black plug, bent over the sink and then slowly twisted the plug into place. I pulled up my thong to hold the plug firmly in my ass, went to the kitchen, opened my second corona and headed back out to the patio. As I finished my corona, I felt sleep creeping in so I quietly dozed off with my last conscious thought of the wife with a cock in her ass, pussy and mouth. Suddenly, I was awakened by pressure on my asshole as I was slowly brought to my senses from the sexual and beer induced nap. The pressure on my ass intensified and as I turned to see what was causing the pressure I discovered that it was the contractor, Peter along with four of his employees and he was forcing the plug deeper into my ass with the ball of his foot. I struggled against the pressure from Peter's foot as my arms and legs were grabbed roughly by the men and they were forced into a spread eagle position face down on my sun mat. As Peter was continued to force the plug in and out of my ass with his foot, he told the men to pick up the cum slut and lay her across the teak wood end table. As I was held in place by the rough hands of the workers, I felt rope being wrapped around my waist securing me to the table. When I was completely secured to the table, I felt rope being tied to my elbows and my arms were drawn backwards and the rope was then tied to my knees. In that position I was strapped down on the table with my ass completely exposed, my black butt plug in and thong still in place, legs and arms tied together with my waist secured to the table. Peter then informed me that he intended to extract payment from me for the remaining amount still owed under the contract. I yelled and cursed at him saying that there was no way I was going to submit to his brutal tactics and that he should just leave before any further laws were broken by him and his thugs. He said, "James, I will give you one more chance to make the payment or I will make your life miserable." I once again yelled at Peter and even spit at him to show my steadfast refusal to comply with his demands. With that, he ordered Miguel to take the butt plug out of my ass and put it in the cum slut's mouth. I felt my thong being grasped by Miguel's strong hands and it was ripped off of me in one quick motion. Miguel took the flat end of the butt plug and pulled it from my ass with an audible plop. Miguel moved around in front of me, put the plug to my lips and demanded that I open my mouth. I shook my head from side to side and refused to open my mouth, which would have allowed him to force plug, covered in my anal juices, down my throat. Right then I felt the sting of a belt swung by Jose across my bare and exposed ass. My ass was on fire, but it continued to absorb the brutal punishment doled out by Jose and his beaded, four inch wide belt. On what I thought was the fifteenth lash, I opened my mouth to scream, which is when Miguel forced the eight inch black butt plug over my lips and into my throat. Thankfully, Peter instructed Jose to stop the assault on my ass for now. I could barely breathe as the plug almost completely blocked my air passage way with its circumference and length. While Peter was standing over me, he said that it was a mistake to not agree to pay him and today was a down payment on what was due to him and his company. Peter then looked at Michael and asked him, mouth or ass? Michael said, "Come again?" Peter told them all that James here is going to be our little cum slut from now on and Michael, as you are the newest member of my team, you get first choice as to getting a blow job from this cheap slut or fucking the slut's ass. So, which will it be? Michael appeared to be taken aback by the idea of having sex with a man, so he chose a blow job. Before they started in on me, Peter told Juan to go out to his truck and get the camera and video recorder as he wanted to record everything we are going to make this slut do to please us today. When Juan returned, Peter handed him a corona that he had taken from my refrigerator just as he had done for Miguel, Jose, Michael and himself. I noticed that there was a sixth corona sitting on the patio in front of me and I soon found out what the purpose of that beer was. With his camera in hand, Peter instructed me to push the butt plug half way out of my mouth. I refused to do anything that he demanded and I was quickly reminded of my predicament when I felt the sting of Jose's belt once again across my aching ass. I quickly complied with Peter's demand, pushed the plug about half-way out of my mouth and held it there as Peter took several pictures of the plug extending from my mouth. Peter then told Michael to take the plug from the slut's mouth and set it on the ground in front of her. There was that word again, her. I wondered what he meant by that as he knew I was not gay or feminine at all. Peter took the remaining corona bottle and held it to my mouth instructed me to take a big swig, but I was not to swallow, but to rinse the inside of my mouth so that Michael's cock would not be soiled by the juices from a cum slut's ass. When I completed this task, Peter instructed me to let the beer flow back into the bottle. Peter then took the bottle and without lubrication or preparation, forced the long neck into my ass that had been stretched by the eight inch black butt plug. I could feel the pressure of the corona top as it massaged my prostate and the cold contents of the bottle emptying into my bowels. At this point, I felt a strange sensation start to creep into my body as the bottle stimulated my prostate and the constant humiliation had started to cause my cock to harden. The whole group began to laugh and call me a slut as the beer leaked down the neck of the bottle into my bowels. With the bottle still securely plugging my ass, Peter instructed Michael to drop his pants and give this slut what he wants and needs. James may not know it now, but after we are done with the cum slut today, she will be our cock slave to be used when ever and however we chose to use her. As Michael unzipped his pants, the men gathered around to watch him assault my mouth. Michael stepped out of his pants and boxers; I was face to cock for the first time in my life. As Michael leaned toward me, the tip of his cock rested against my lips, but I refused to allow him to put his semi-erect cock in my mouth. Right then, I felt Jose's belt wield its terrible pain as he lashed my ass again. I yelped at the pain which gave Michael immediate access to my mouth and he successfully sunk his cock all the way in as I felt his pubic hairs against my nose. Peter leaned in and told me that I had better not bite Michael's cock while I was sucking him. I tried my best to force the cock out of my mouth with my tongue, but Michael kept the pressure up and I could feel his cock beginning to harden completely as he fucked it in out of my throat. After about 5 minutes, I felt Michael's cock harden even more; he forced his cock all the way to the back of my throat and erupted sending hot jism into my stomach for the first time in my life. As Michael slowly pulled his cock from my mouth, he patted me on the head and told me I was a pretty good first time cock sucker. Peter told Michael to put his cock back up to my mouth and he ordered me to lick the last remnants of his come from the tip of his cock. As I did this, I heard the familiar click of the digital camera as I swirled my tongue around Michael's now semi-erect cock. For some strange reason, having the cock in my mouth and being further degraded by the moment being captured in digital form, I felt my cock getting harder by the moment. I tried to think of baseball or anything to suppress the feeling, but to no avail. When Peter was satisfied that I had completed my task to take all of Michael's cum, he told Miguel to take the bottle from my ass because as it was Juan's turn to choose between my mouth and ass. Juan chose my ass as he did not want to be sloppy seconds in the cum slut's mouth. Looking down at my exposed ass, Juan blurted out that the cum slut is turned on and reached down and squeezed the head of my hardening cock. Peter then said, "See I told you guys that she was a cum slut and that we would have no problems in having the slut satisfy our needs and demands." I then felt Juan behind me and as I heard his zipper being lowered, I closed my eyes for the expected pain from the first cock to penetrate my ass. In one swift motion, Juan buried his already hard cock completely to the hilt into my ass. His cock was not as long as my butt plug, but it was at least the same girth as I felt my ass being stretched with every thrust Juan made. As I was concentrating on not allowing Juan to split me in half, I felt a cock being pushed against my lips and without even thinking, I accepted Jose's fully hardened cock. Jose and Juan settled into a rhythmic fucking motion so that whenever Juan's cock buried in my ass, Jose's cock buried down my throat almost causing me gag. After what seemed like an hour, I felt Jose's hands on my head and Juan's hands on my ass when each of their cocks erupted sending hot cum deep inside my bowels and as well as joining Michael's cum in my stomach. Before Juan and Jose removed their cocks, I heard the clicking of Peter's camera once again as he took close ups of the cock in my mouth and the cock in my ass. To get a better shot of the cock in my ass, Peter told Jose to turn the slut's head towards the camera and make him look back towards Juan. In this position, Peter was able to get a picture of the cock in my mouth as well as the cock inserted into my ass. After Peter was satisfied that he had adequately documented my first anal fuck, he told Jose to untie my arms and knees. He warned me to not attempt to escape or I would feel the wrath of Jose's belt once more. As my arms swung free I was able to shake them to get blood flowing back into my hands and the feeling was returning. Peter then instructed Jose to man the video recorder and to make sure that he gets plenty of shots of the slut's face and mouth as he begs me to fuck his ass. With that, Peter stepped out of his clothes and I immediately see his fully erect cock which looks to be at least nine inches in length. But, what was more concerning was that the girth was about the size of the barrel portion of the corona bottle. To my utter shock and dismay, I saw a corona bottle being handed to Peter and it was then slammed into my ass. I felt the cold liquid drain from the bottle filling up my anal passage and emptying deep into my bowels. Peter forced the bottle deeper into my ass and he asked me if I was ready for him to fuck me. I shook my head no and struggled to close my ass cheeks around the bottle. Peter said that I have a cure for that and ordered Miguel to lie under the table and to take the slut's cock into his mouth. By this time, with the stimulation of the bottle against my prostrate, the beer that I had consumed and now the feeling of a warm mouth around my hardening cock I struggled to keep from moaning out loud. Peter began to twist and turn the bottle in my ass as he slowly fucked it in and out of my ass. Peter kept telling me to just enjoy it because he knew that deep down I was a cock slut and that I should just accept the fact that I needed cock and I wanted to be their cum slut. Miguel's actions on my cock were driving me crazy and I begged him to stop, but Peter told Miguel to squeeze the slut's balls as he was sucking me even as Peter continued to force the bottle almost all the way into my ass. All that stimulation was having a terrible effect on my determination to not give in to these men, but without even understanding how or why, I let out an audible moan, which Peter heard. Peter then said now you are feeling it and you know what I need from my slut. Tell me what you want slut, tell me what you want me to do to you, tell me you are a slut, that you want cock and we will give it to you. He forced me to take my hands and reach behind to spread my ass checks for him. When I don't comply immediately, I feel a harsh slap across my ass cheeks. Spread your ass checks you cum slut and do it now. I complied with his instructions and was just about to cum when he told Miguel to stop sucking the slut's puny cock. I could not believe that I was on the edge of an orgasm, but now there was no relief for me. I begged Peter to let me cum, but Peter told me that cum sluts have to satisfy their masters before they are allowed to cum. Once again he ordered me to tell him that I was a cum slut and needed cock. Finally, I succumbed to all of the physical and mental stimulation, the constant humiliation, the pain in my ass and I begged for Peter to fuck me. Peter said that was not the correct way to beg for anything and I felt the sting of several hard slaps to my already aching ass. I quickly said, "Master please put your hot cock into my ass pussy and fuck me like the slut I am. Please, Master I need your cum deep inside me." Peter then pulled the bottle out of my ass, replaced it with his nine inch rock hard cock and began to brutally fuck my ass. As he was fucking me, I begged him to fuck me deeper and to please let me feel his hot jism in my ass. At that point, Miguel forced my lips apart and started fucking my mouth with a cock about the size of Juan's. It was not long before Miguel was readying to cum. Peter told him to shoot his cum all over the cock slut's face and make sure that Juan gets some good shots of the cum on her face. Miguel's cock erupts shooting his hot jism all over my nose, lips, chin and on my eyelids. I can hear the digital camera clicking away as Peter instructed me to lick the cum off of my face. Of course, Juan captured my every tongue lick with that damned camera. About that time, I felt Peter intensify his assault on my ass as he grabbed my hips and forced his cock deeper than any previous thrust. I then felt his cock erupt deep in my ass and his hairy balls lying next to mine. With all of those stimulations, my cock erupted and my jism splattered down onto the concrete patio. From this point on, I kind of blacked out, but I feel confident in the realization that I probably was forced to suck all five cocks as well as take all five cocks in my ass at least two times. It was almost 7:00 PM when I came around and Peter was the only one of my tormentors that remained. I was no longer tied to the table, but I was still draped over it and Peter was sitting in a chair right in front of me. He then said to me, "James you are now my cum slut and you will do as I demand for as long as it takes for you to pay your debt in full. You are going to regret treating me the way you have and for not making full payment to me when I presented you with the correct invoice." With that, he leaned over and forced a video tape into my mouth, walked behind me, jammed my butt plug back into my ass and patted me on my ass. Before he left, he turned and told me to expect him to call me from time to time. If I do not comply with his demands, then all the people from my address book in both my home computer and blackberry will receive very interesting pictures and videos of a cum slut in service to her master. I was finally able to drag myself off of the patio and gingerly step into the shower. As the water hit my blistered ass I yelped in pain as I remembered the lashing that I took from Jose's beaded belt. I was able to find some antiseptic cream that Jane had used on the boy's cuts and scrapes. Initially, the cream burned like hell, but in a few minutes I felt it cool my sore ass. I climbed in to bed and drifted off to sleep wondering why my cock was still throbbing. A Contractor's Unpaid Invoice Ch. 02 Warning: this story contains nonconsensual themes. This is a continuing story about James Francis and his troubles with his contractor. My name is James Francis and I am a 42 year old married man, with a wife (Jane) who is a flight attendant, two college age children and all the trimmings of an upper middle class family. My troubles began when I did not pay the full amount of an invoice charged by my contractor, Peter, and his efforts to make me pay what was due. Last Thursday Peter and his construction crew had paid me a visit and had beaten me, tied me up and raped me repeatedly. During the attack, Peter had taken pictures of what happened and video recorded my reactions to the attack. I had to call in sick on Friday as I was unable to go to work because of the pain inflected by Jose and his belt as well as the rough sex that had been forced upon my mouth and ass. Jane was in the Far East for a two week trip and training session with her airline employer. I lay around the house all weekend allowing my body to heal, but also reliving the events on Thursday and how they affected me. I could not believe that I had been forced to service five men and at some point my body relented. As the attacks on my mouth and ass continued, I began to enjoy the humiliation, stimulation and forced sex at the hands of Peter. I had to get that out of my mine though as I was returning to work and had to have clear thoughts. On Monday, I was able to drag myself out of bed, do my morning processing and gingerly dressed for what was sure to be a long day. As my ass was still very tender from the abuse from Jose's belt, I felt that maybe silk underwear would be a softer fabric to touch the aching skin of my ass. Because Jane and I are basically the same size, I was able to find a nice pair of string black bikini panties to wear. As I pulled them up to cover my ass, I noticed how nice they felt against my skin. I completed dressing in my suit & dress shoes and headed in to the office. I was able to slip into my office without anyone noticing the gingerly way I walked and I gently sat down on my leather chair. My day was going pretty well as I had attended the weekly sales meeting, met with my boss, sat down with a couple of the other sales representatives and had just settled down with my first cup of coffee, when my phone rang. As I answered, a chill went down my spine as Peter said, "Good morning slut. How is that very tight ass of yours and did you think of me all weekend?" I could not believe that he was calling me at the office. I immediately told him that this was my work line and that he had no reason to call me at work. Peter then said, "Slut, I will call you whenever the urge strikes me. And you know what; you will take my call immediately. If you don't, I have some very special pictures and videos of you that I think your wife as well as your employer would be shocked to see." I told Peter that I figured that I had paid my debt in full based on the number of times that he had made me suck and fuck him as well as his crew. Peter quickly told me, "Slut, you are mine for as long as I say you are mine. When I determine that you no longer suit my needs, I will then tell you that your debt has been paid in full." I then told Peter that I can not live that way and that he should just leave me alone. Peter then told me, "Slut, check your phone as I have sent you a text message with an attachment. I believe that you will find it very interesting." I picked up my phone and sure enough, I had a text message. When I clicked on the link, I found Peter's note telling me that I was his and that I should be thankful to have such a good master to take care of a cum slut like I was. I then clicked on the attachment and to my horror it was a picture of me that clearly showed me with a cock in my ass and a cock right in front of me as it was shooting cum all over my face. I went back to my office line and asked Peter what his intentions were with that picture. Peter said, "Slut you are not in a position to question anything I do or say. As my cum slut, you will do whatever I tell you to do whenever I tell you to do it!" For added emphasis, he told me that he was going to forget the whole thing and send out that picture as well as several others to everyone in my phone address book, with the title, "My little cum slut gets what she deserves." I then begged Peter to not do such a thing and that I was sorry for not knowing my place. I told him that I did not want him to send the pictures out and that I would do whatever he said if he agreed to not send them out. Peter then said, "Ok slut, I believe you. Meet me at noon today at Harry's Pub and do not be one second late or you will regret it!" I had been to Harry's only one time. It was not in a very good section of town and was one of those old rundown strip clubs where the not so young strippers went as their careers came to an end. As I calculated, it would take me 30 minutes to get there so I thought I had better get some work accomplished before I had to leave at around 11:15 AM. I got caught up in making a couple of my sales calls then I was alarmed to discover that it was now 11:30 AM. I thought to myself, oh my god there is no telling what he will do to me if I am late. I rushed out of the office without evening acknowledging my secretary and bolted for the parking garage. I got in my car and I only had 25 minutes to be in Harry's. I drove like an Indy racecar driver and was most fortunate that the traffic was light for this Monday morning and I was able to park my car right at the front of Harry's. I got out of the car and ran inside to find Peter sitting at a table with three rough looking men that I had never seen before. As I walked up to the table, I heard Peter say to the three men, "Here is my sissy cum slut now. She is right on time, just like I told you guys she would be. Sissy slut, come meet three sub-contractors that you screwed along with me." Then Peter introduced George who was the roofer on our home, Frank whose company provided the new concrete for the foundation to our new family room and Barry who was the paint sub-contractor. I was stunned that Peter was making me meet these men and I said to him, "Peter, why are you doing this to me?" Peter responded, "What did you call me slut?" I quickly replied, "Master, I am sorry, but I did not know I was required to call you Master in public." Peter said that he was going to let it go this time, but never again because I was his slut all the time... Right then, Christy, an older waitress in Harry's, walked up to the table with a round of beers for Peter and his friends. Peter then asked me, "Do you still drink that sissy Sex on the beach shooter, you cum slut?" I said yes Master and Peter told Christy to bring the sissy slut two shooters. While I was waiting on my drinks, Peter told me to call the office and tell them that I would not be coming back today as I was on an important sales call. I called Pamela my secretary and told her exactly as I had been instructed and hung up the phone quickly. Right then, Christy arrived with my sex on the beach shots to which Peter said, "Slut, drink the first one now!" I took the glass from Christy and immediately threw the contents down my throat, and it was very refreshing as my mouth and throat were very dry as I was nervous because I did not know what Peter had in store for me. Peter then told me to take my jacket and tie off as he did not want his slut dressed up like a proper business man. I took my coat off and hung it on the back of a bar stool and then I took off my Hermes tie and put it in the pocket of my coat. Then Peter said, "Slut, take the second shot, put it all in your mouth, but hold it until I tell you to swallow." I took the shot glass, it was bigger than the first one, and sucked its contents into my mouth. I stood before Peter and the three sub-contractors with my mouth full of the shot, but this one had a bitter taste that I did not remember a sex on the beach shot to taste that way. Peter told me, "Tilt your head back slut, and slowly swallow the drink while you imagine holding the mouthful of cum that we are about to give you." I did as instructed and handed the glass back to Christy. Peter then grabbed me by the arm and said lets go back to Harry's private room. Christy, George, Frank and Barry followed us closely across the bar floor to the room at the very back of the bar which was just beyond the one pool table and dance stage. The stage was occupied by a woman in her early 40's with her big tits swaying to some country song that I did not know. The men made catcalls to the woman who flashed a toothy smile back to them. As I was looking at her, Peter jerked my arm and said that sissy sluts should not be looking at women. Frank, following the group, closed the door to the room as he entered. I noticed that there were only a couple of tall bar tables, a small, four legged table with four chairs, a small couch, ottoman and one half moon shaped booth. Peter instructed me to take my clothes off to which I hesitated a little too long and was met with a sharp slap across my face. Stunned, I quickly began unbuttoning my shirt and took it off. Christy took the shirt from me as I kicked off my shoes and took my socks off. Then I started unzipping my pants and suddenly remembered that I had Jane's black string bikini panties on. As I lowered my pants, Peter said, "Hey look at my sissy slut, she is wearing her panties for me today. Slut are those your panties?" I said "No Master, they are Jane's." Peter exclaimed, "A cuckold in waiting I bet. Does Jane know you wear her panties sissy boy?" I said, "Master no she does not and PLEASE DO NOT TELL her!" Right then, I heard the tell tail click of Peter's digital camera as he instructed me to turn around, bend over and look between your legs at me. Snap, another picture for his files documenting my continued submission to his demands and desires. As I looked at him, Peter told Christy to bring that new shot for my sissy slut to drink. Christy handed me the third shot glass and as I felt the contents of the drink flow over my lips, tongue and down my throat, I heard Peter tell his friends, "Boys, my sissy slut will be ready to meet your every demand in just a few minutes. That drink contains a small liquid version of what we have called Spanish Fly for some time. Only that drink is a mixture of a sexual stimulant that horse breeders give their reluctant mares when they have been brought to a breeding farm." I tried to cough the drink back up, but I was not successful and I heard the four men roar in laughter at the thought of me being forced to drink a potion to help stimulate my sexual feelings. I remembered the sour taste of the second shot and suddenly realized that I had been given two doses of the horse stimulant. I could feel my face begin to redden and I felt my cock begin to stir as the potion began working its magic on me. Peter then instructed Christy to take my panties off. As she knelt in front of me, Peter told her to take the worthless slut's cock into your mouth and give her a nice wake up blow job. As my panties were slid down over my ass and to my ankles, Christy's mouth engulfed my rock hard cock. I could feel the back of her throat each time her nose touched the pubic hair above the base of my cock. My cock is not huge, but it is longer than an average cock and my wife Jane has never ever complained about its size. But, Peter continued to degrade me and tell Christy to suck her miserable puny cock. I could feel Christy's hands on my ass pulling me into her as she fucked me with her mouth. Peter then said to me, "Slut, play with your nipples like any cum slut would. Take them between your thumb and index fingers of your hands, twist and pull on them." As I did this, I felt my body begin to get warm all over as the stimulation from Christy's mouth and from the potion I had been made to swallow. As I drew closer to an orgasm, Christy began pulling the cheeks of my ass apart as she continued her assault on my cock. Christy found the pouty lips of my asshole and she began to slowly insert a finger inside me. At first her finger was slow to move in and out of my ass, but as the pressure from her mouth on my cock intensified, I found myself pushing back against her finger forcing it deeper into my ass. I heard Peter tell his friends, "See I told you she was a good slut. Watch as Christy puts a second finger up her ass." And just as Peter predicted, I felt a second finger being pushed into my ass by Christy. I began to moan and sway as her oral stimulation and the assault in my ass by her fingers was drawing me closer to orgasm. I started talking to Christy and told her to take it deeper as I am almost there, when Peter chimed in, "Yes suck the slut's puny cock, make her cum in that old mouth of yours, but make sure to catch all of the cum as I have plans for it!" I felt my balls tightening and then my cock exploded into Christy's mouth with gobs and gobs of pent up cum escaping from my balls. When it was apparent that Christy had sucked me completely dry, Peter told Christy to hold the cum in her mouth until he got the cum slut ready for his first payment of the day. "Slut, get down on your knees and bend over that ottoman." As I did this, Peter told Christy to get down between the slut's ass cheeks and spit her miserable cum on the entrance to the ass pussy. I felt the warm sensation of Christy's mouth against my ass and then felt my cum being spit against my ass. I could feel the cum dripping down against my ball sack and leaking to the floor. Peter said to me, 'Slut, look over your shoulder at me." As I did this, I saw that George was now right behind me with his pants around his ankles. He was stroking his cock and gawking at my cum slimed ass as he moved in closer behind me. Peter told me to grab my ass cheeks and spread them for George's cock. I could not control myself and did as I was instructed. As I was looking back at George, I saw the familiar flash from Peter's camera as well as the menacing look on George's face as his cock was standing at attention at a full 9 inches in length and what looked like three inches in girth. I felt the head of the cock at the entrance to my ass and felt my sphincter muscles try to resist the initial penetration efforts of the cock. As I pulled my ass cheeks wider, George was able to force the head of his cock past the entrance to my ass pussy as Peter called it and I felt my ass being stretched by his girth. In one final thrust, George was able to force his cock all the way into me as I felt his ball slap against mine. I felt my cock begin to stir again and my mind was swimming with thoughts of pleasure as the effects of the potion began anew to stir my desires. As George's cock continued its assault into my ass, I heard Peter say to Christy, "Get out of those clothes and make the cum slut suck your pussy in return for your blow job. Make sure you give her a full mouth on kiss to let her taste the cum that still is in your mouth." I watched as Christy dropped her shorts and saw that she had on large granny style white cotton panties. I could see that the crotch of the panties was stained with moisture from her cunt and I could smell her musky scent as her hairy pussy drew nearer to my face. Before making me suck her pussy, Christy leaned down to kiss me, I felt her tongue in my mouth and I could taste small traces of my cum on her tongue. When Peter was satisfied that I had taken all of my remaining cum from Christy's mouth, he ordered her to make the cum slut suck her old pussy. Christy grabbed the back of my head and pulled my mouth up to meet her dripping pussy lips. I could feel the hairs from her pubic mound as she ground her pussy into my face. Her pussy had a very musky aroma, which seemed to cause me to become even more turned on as my cock was pressed against the ottoman from the force of George's thrusts into my ass. I worked my tongue up and down the full length of Christy's over flowing cunt lips. As the force from George's thrusts worked his cock deeper into my ass, my tongue and lips were forced deeper into Christy's cunt. She began to hump her pussy mound against my lips and nose. I felt her pussy hair against my face and I could tell that she was nearing an orgasm, so I sped up my tongue action against her clit in rhythm with George's fucking action into my ass. Christy grabbed my ears and almost yanking them off, pulled my face hard into her pussy as she began to spray me with ejaculated pussy juice as she screamed from her orgasm. Seeing her reaction, George grabbed me by my hips and he started rocking his body roughly into me. While George fucked me, Peter yelled encouragement to me. "Slut, fuck George's cock and take it deeper into your ass. Tell George what you want, Slut." I moaned to George begging him to fuck me harder and to give me his hot cum, but Peter was not satisfied and said, "Turn around cum slut and look directly at George and tell him what you are and what you want him to do you." As I turned around, I looked directly at George and I said, "George, I am a cum slut and please fuck me harder so that you can shoot your hot cum deep inside my ass pussy." That got George going as his tempo immediately got much faster than before and I could hear his balls smacking against my ball sack as he screamed in orgasm. I felt his cock explode deep inside me, which made my cock erupt in orgasm against the leather of the ottoman. I lay perfectly still as I felt the last of George's thrusts into my ass and the last bit of his cum empty into my bowels. Slowly George removed his cock from my ass, but it was then replaced roughly by Frank's hard cock. Frank was not wasting any time as he jammed the full length of his cock to the hilt inside of my ass. I could not tell the difference between his and George's cock, but the method he was using to fuck me was much rougher and purposeful that the way George had fucked me. But, the end result was that the stimulation I was receiving from Frank's fuck caused my cock to once again get hard against the ottoman. Frank began to slap my ass in the same places that Jose's belt had caused such pain only last Thursday, with the only difference being there were no studs on Frank's hands. The force of Frank's blows was twice as hard as those that I remembered from Jose's belt. Without being told by Peter, I began begging Frank to give me his hot cum. I could tell he was getting close as his thrusts had become quicker and deeper. As his cock buried deeper into me, the last slap across my ass causes Frank's cock to erupt inside my canal. Frank's final grunt accompanies his final thrust into my ass as I feel him lay across by hips. I can feel his cock quiver in my ass and then my cock erupts again against the leather of the ottoman as a result of Frank's stimulation against my prostate gland. I feel Frank's cock begin to soften as he pulls it from my ass with an audible plop. My body begins to shake as I feel the effects of the orgasms on my body and brain, which is when I blacked out. I was awakened by a pounding in my mouth and in my ass. I tried to move, but I found my legs and arms bound to the table I was laid across. I could not tell who owned the cocks that were brutally fucking my mouth and ass, but I could hear Peter in the room telling the owner's of the cocks to fuck my cum slut harder. Give her what she wants so badly, which is to have her mouth and ass filled with the cum of masculine men and to make her an even bigger slut for hot cum! Both men began to aggressively fuck their cocks in and out of my holes, when Peter tells them, "Cum on her so that I can get some good cum shots hitting on her ass and across the cum slut's face." I feel their movements quicken when all of a sudden both cocks are removed from my holes and I feel eruptions on my ass and face. And, of course I see flashes from Peter's camera as he documents my continuing slide into depravation as his cum slut. Barry, whose cock had been in my mouth, wiped his cum on my face while George's cock spewed the last bit of cum onto my ass and back. Peter then tells me, "Cum slut stick your tongue out lick that cum off of your face." As I begin to lick the cum, Peter continues to take pictures of my compliance to his demands and my submissive desires. A Contractor's Unpaid Invoice Ch. 02 As I surveyed the room while still draped across and bound to the table, I notice that Peter is working on a computer at a desk just in front of me. Pretty soon Peter turns around and tells me that I should pay attention to the screen so that you can see exactly what you have been up to for the past three hours. I thought to myself, three hours and then the screen lined up a slideshow that depicted me as the fuck toy for an endless line of men brought into the back room at Harry's bar. I noticed that I was forced to fuck Peter while strapped to the table I was now bound to, while I was laying on my back with men holding my feet above my shoulders and for a third time with me laying across the ottoman on my stomach with a black cock down my throat. I was mesmerized by the continuing slide show and I tried to count the number of different men that had used my ass and mouth to serve as a cum deposit, but there were simply too many men or too many loads to count. I then felt my cock beginning to betray me once again as the images continuously flashed across the screen in front of me, which meant I was still feeling the effects of the Spanish fly potion. I looked around the room to find Peter sitting at the booth and noticed that there was a woman with red hair with her face buried in Peter's crotch. I could see him forcing her head up and down on his cock when I was slapped across my ass. I yelped in pain and looked around to see who was now damaging my ass. Peter introduced my new tormentor as Eddie who was pissed off with me because he was responsible for keeping the back room clean for Harry and I had made such a mess of the room. Harry had told Peter that it was Eddie's day off and that he could not pay him to clean up and that Peter would have to pay him. Peter told me that my ass was Eddie's payment and that he was there to collect his fee. I felt Eddie's rough hands spread my ass cheeks and then I saw his hand reach into his trousers and pull out the biggest cock I had ever seen. The head was in the shape of a big black mushroom and I knew there was no way that he was going to be able to get that black monster inside me. Peter saw my look of fear and said, "Don't worry slut because while you were passed out we were able to stuff a huge cucumber up your ass that was coated with an industrial strength lubricant that Eddie's garage uses when it works on the chassis's of dump trucks. Sure enough, Eddie's cock buried deeply into my ass with almost no effort on my part to guide him inside my ass pussy. Eddie settled into a very slow and methodical pace as his cock went deeper and deeper inside me. Eddie told me not to worry that the last four inches of his cock were thicker than the first eight, but that Peter tells me that I can take my time in making you take it all. But, he was lying to me as right then I felt his full weight come crashing down on top of me and the full length of his monster cock almost split me in half. He began to roughly fuck my ass and I felt his hands reach up and grab my shoulders while his ball sack swayed against mine with every thrust. I heard Peter call out to say, "Eddie, quit fucking my slut so nicely. She likes it hard and fast, so give it to her!" That sent Eddie into a fucking rage as he pounded me mercilessly and forced my body harder against the table. My arms and legs bound to the table screamed for relief as the force of his thrusts were causing the bindings to dig into my wrists and ankles. Eddie continued to pound my ass and I began to force my ass back to meet his thrusts in the hope that I could relieve the pain in my limbs. Eddie exclaimed, "Peter you are right, the cum slut is fucking me back just like you said she would." With that I heard Eddie's groan as his cock erupted deep inside my ass. Just as quickly, he pulled his cock out of my ass, came around to my head and forced his cock into my mouth. Eddie told me, "Slut lick my cock and clean all of your ass juice from it. I do not want it to smell like you're cum slut ass." As he forced more and more of his cock into my mouth I was nearing the outer extremes on my ability to keep from gagging. Peter then told me, "Slut, don't you dare throw up. Suck that big black monster cock. Let Eddie know that you are my slut and that you crave big cocks." I started moaning and moving my head to meet Eddie's thrusts into my mouth. I could feel his cock getting harder and then without warning, he started shooting his hot cum down my throat. As he was almost through cumming, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and shot the last few drops across my face. Eddie took his cock in his hand and began wiping the remnants of his cum, my ass juice and saliva all over my face. As Eddie completed my humiliation, Peter came to the table and cut away my bindings. He told me to continue lying across the table as he wanted to talk to his slut. Peter pulled a chair up in front of me. Today slut, you have satisfied the invoices for your roofing, painting and concrete contractors. You know that there are several more contractors that you screwed in completing the renovation to yours and Jane's home. You are responsible for making full payment to those companies as well. Or if you don't agree, then I can make Jane arrange for payment of the outstanding invoices. I begged Peter, "Please do not involve Jane in this payment disagreement. I concur that amounts are due, and only disagree with the degree to which you are making me make those payments. I am not a cum slut and neither am feminine. You keep referring to me as a her or she and that is not true." Peter began again with me, "Slut you are mine for as long as I want you. You will pay whatever amounts I deem appropriate to each of the businesses you screwed over. Different businesses will receive different forms of repayment from my cum slut. Or, you can just tell me to go fuck myself and I will make it my life's work to ruin your career and marriage to the sexy Jane. It is your choice, but make it now." I pleaded with Peter, "Please do not make me do anything more. I have done all that you have asked of me, taken I do not know how many cocks up my ass and down my throat. I do not know how much more degradation I can take. You are making me do things I had never imagined a man could do. Please release me." Peter then started in on me again by grabbing me by the hair and almost touching my nose with his, "Slut you just do not get it. You are mine. And you know what, I have evidence that you truly are a slut, love cum and take it better than any woman I have seen. So, when I call you my sissy bitch, I mean you are a woman and you are my cum slut. What is it going to be slut, do I make arrangements for your payment to the other businesses or do I force Jane to make the payments?" I replied, "No Peter, I do not want you to force yourself on Jane and make her take my place. I will do as you demand." Peter responded with a slap across my face and said, "What did you call me slut?" I immediately recognized my mistake and said, "I am sorry Master. I know my place and please accept my apology." To which Peter said, "Slut, if you ever make that mistake again, no matter where we are, I promise you that Jane will suffer terribly. Do you understand?" To which I replied, Yes Master I understand and will not displease you again." Peter then ordered me off of the table and told me that my day was done. Put your wife's panties back on and get the fuck out of Harry's. I asked, "Where are my clothes Master?" Peter replied, "In your car, now leave." I begged him not to make me leave dressed only in Jane's panties, but he just shook his head and pointed to the door of the back room. I grabbed the panties, slipped them on, steeled my courage and headed out the door. To my utter discomfort, it was now 6:00 PM on Friday night and the place was packed. I got several catcalls and whistles as I headed for the front door. As I reached the door, Christy was waiting there for me. She thanked me for such a good cunt lap and handed my car keys to me. She slapped me hard on the ass while I exited the bar. I climbed into my car and did find my clothes all balled up and tied together with a chain and lock. Damn, I was going to have to drive home in only my wife's black string bikini panties..................