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Paying a Debt

By: Minxly



Georgio Costa had lived in Britain most of his life since he moved with his parents when he was a small child. Georgio was thirty-five years, five feet four inches tall and was of quite stocky build. He was unmarried. All of Georgio's relationships had been short-term due to his violent tendencies. His current girlfriend was thirty-two year old Carol Marshall. Carol was five feet six inches tall, had long very dark hair and by her own admission wanted to lose some weight.

Georgio had started a poker night with a colleague from work, Liam Waller. The poker night was usually light hearted, Carol and Liam's wife Paula talked and served drinks as the two men played cards.

Liam and Paula had been married for six years and had no desire to have children. Liam was an attractive guy at six feet two inches tall, medium build with short fair hair. Paula was five feet five inches tall with dark hair cut in a bob style and she was very slim.

The poker nights had become very serious over a period of months and the stakes gradually became higher and higher. Georgio had always had a weakness for gambling and although he had won a lot of games and money in the early weeks he had started to lose heavily. Georgio had actually started to gamble with money that wasn't his.

One particular Friday evening the pot had grown to a couple of thousand pounds. Liam had just raised the stake by another thousand pounds. The perspiration on Georgio's forhead was evident. He didn't have the money to match the bet or even to see Liam's cards. Despite this Georgio was confident his hand would win. Georgio asked if he could owe money and see Liam's hand but Liam wasn't interested and wanted to see the money. Georgio asked if a night with his girlfriend would cover the bet. The relationship between Georgio and Carol had been strained even before the evening this was now taking it to breaking point. 

Georgio and Carol exchanged heated words. Neither Liam nor his wife had dismissed the idea out of hand. In fact Liam asked if he won the hand would the night include his wife and himself? Georgio said it would. Carol couldn't believe Georgio was being so cavalier. Carol made a decision that if he had so little regard for her then she would do the same to him. Liam and Paula were an attractive couple and Carol thought why shouldn't she have some fun if Georgio lost. Liam was insistent that the night would be with him, his wife and Georgio watching. Georgio agreed not even thinking about the consequences if he were to lose. The terms of the bet were confirmed and agreed. All that went through Georgio's mind was the thought of winning and using the money to pay off his debts.

The cards were laid down – Georgio's two pair was was beaten by Liam's straight flush. Georgio banged his fist down on the table and leant back in his chair. Initially the room fell quiet and you could have heard a pin drop before Georgio spoke in a reluctant tone. He agreed to the bet and was now forced to watch.

Liam and Paula moved to sit either side of Carol on the sofa. Liam and Paula began to gently touch and feel Carol. She responded and fully intended to enjoy herself. Carol didn't class herself as bisexual but she had previously had one woman to woman experience. When Paula moved to kiss Carol she was not discouraged and the two women happily exchanged a long lingering kiss. As the ladies kissed Liam stood up and removed his shirt. The women stopped kissing and looked up at Liam who had a fairly smooth chest with a flat stomach and strong shoulders. He took off his trousers, which revealed his hairy legs. He then slid down his blue briefs and stood naked in front of the women. Paula looked at Carol who was ogling her naked husband. Liam's balls were shaven smooth but his pubic hair was thick. His cock was fully erect and must have been about nine inches long. Paula told Carol Liam's cock was ten inches in length as if she was reading her mind. She invited her to suck him.

Georgio squirmed in his chair and felt self-concious with what was happening. He had also never called into question before the five-inch length of his own erect penis.

Carol eagerly leant forward and ran her fingers along the length of Liam's shaft. As she did this she gently guided his foreskin back to expose the tip of his penis. She licked the head of his cock with her tongue before expertly licking Liam's frenulum, which gave him very erotic sensations. Carol then took Liam's shaft deeply into her mouth. The length of cock that Carol took into her mouth impressed Paula. Liam's ten-inch cock also had a thick circumference. Carol happily and easily took a good seven to eight inches of his cock into her mouth and down her throat. Paula could see Carol's Saliva glistenening on her husband's shaft as Carol teased him by just sucking his tip before taking almost the full length of his cock. Liam was moaning loudly with ecstasy as he felt something that he had never felt before in that Carol took the majority of his cock. Carol gently played with and squeezed Liam's balls.

Paula stood up and smiled, as she knew her man was receiving enormous pleasure. Paula pulled her jumper up over her head. As she did this her large breasts wobbled. Paula unclipped and took off her purple bra. Her large breasts swung free, her nipples were swollen and dark in colour. She unfastened and removed her skirt. Thick pubic hair was evident before she even took off her purple knickers. Paula slid off the garment and stood naked at the side of her husband. Carol continued to suck on Liam's throbbing erection but her eyes gazed at Paula. Paula had an attractive body and although she had large breasts they did not sag. Carol could see the mass dark triangle of Paula's pubic mound. 

As Carol sucked an exhilarated Liam she felt a warm trickle of pre-cum run down the back of her throat. She stopped sucking him and licked the few droplets of pre-cum that oozed from his penis tip. 

Paula asked Carol to stand up, which she did. Paula unfastened Carol's blouse. Paula took the blouse off Carol. She quickly unhooked Carol's bra and threw the garment to the floor. Carol's breasts were every bit as large as Paula's were. Carol had milky white skin and her large nipples were prominent and almost red in colour against the whiteness of her skin. Paula stripped Carol below the waist except for her white knickers. 

Carol sat back on the sofa and Liam sat beside her. Liam leant across to lick and suck Carol's nipples. Carol used a free hand to reach out and take hold of Liam's throbbing cock. Paula began to feel Carol's legs. Paula then began to rub Carol's pussy through the skimpy material of her underwear. As Paula played she could feel Carol's knickers becoming moist. The pubic hair became evident through the ever-increasing wetness of Carol's white briefs. Paula slowly pulled off Carol's now sodden knickers. Carol's pubic hair was also very thick but it was very dark in colour and prominent because of her pale white skin. 

Paula now kneeling in front of Carol ran her fingers through her pubic mound. She could feel the wetness at the opening of her pussy lips. She seductively slid one finger into her mouth and tasted Carol's juices for the first time. Paula leant forward and gently slid her tongue into Carol's wetness. Carol felt a shiver run down her spine in expection, her body tensed and then relaxed as Paula began to work her tongue deeper into Carol's wet pussy. Carol moaned loudly and squirmed in her position on the sofa. Carol's body tingled and her face flushed as Liam worked his tongue on her breasts and nipples and Paula used her tongue on Carol's pussy. Carol had a firm grip of Liam's cock and was masturbating him hard and fast. Carol tried to stop herself but her juices flowed easily as Paula gently worked and teased her clit. Carol was writhing with pleasure on the sofa although her movement was restricted. 

Paula continued to lick and probe Carol's pussy. Carol was moaning louder than before and she became breathless. Liam leant back and used his hands to caress and fondle her breasts. Carol was flushed and the redness at the top of her neck could be clearly seen. Carol was losing herself in the heat of the situation and felt her body again tense and then violently spasm as she reached her first screaming orgasm. Carol was still vigourously masturbating Liam and pushing back his foreskin back as far as possible before pulling it forward. Paula happily tasted Carol's juices that flowed easily now. Paula brought Carol to a second and a third moaning and gasping orgasm. Paula happily gulped down the steady stream of Carol's juices. Carol released her firm grip on Liam's cock.

Carol took some time to gather her breath and compose herself. Carol and Paula were both glistening with sweat because of the exertion. Paula guided her fingers to push Carol's hair where it had fallen across her face. The two women changed places and Carol ran her hands all over Paula's body. She cupped and gently squeezed Paula's breasts before running her fingers across her erect nipples. Paula opened her legs as Carol began to feel and kiss them. Paula had become so turned on that some of her pussy juices were already visibly oozing from her wetness and down her inner thighs. As Carol licked and savoured the initial stream of pussy juices Paula felt her heart racing and her body tingling. Paula let out a prolongued moan as Carol worked her tongue into Paula's pussy. Carol ran her fingers through Paula's dense pubic mound before guiding her hands to squeeze and fondle Paula's ample breasts. Carol used her tongue to tease and work Paula's clit. Paula writhed as if in a sexual frenzy. The volume of Paula's moaning continually grew louder and her body jolted and shuddered as Carol brought her to a mindblowing orgasm. 

Liam took great pleasure in watching his wife bringing another woman to climax and another women taking his wife to orgasmic heights. As Liam watched the two women he gently stroked the length of his erect cock. The bulbous head of his cock head had now become dark purple in colour. He stood up and Carol moved to sit by Paula on the sofa. Carol and Paula were both breathing heavily and feeling exhilaration of what they had experienced together.

As Liam stood in front of the two women his cocked seemed to throb uncontrollably. Paula invited Carol to experience the pleasure of her husband fucking her. Carol didn't need asking twice. 

Carol feeling a little light headed remained on the sofa as Liam knelt over her. He kissed Carol tasting his wife's juices on her lips. Carol could feel Liam's hard cock pushing against her leg. She felt his cock slide along her inner thigh which was wet with pussy juice and sweat. Carol opened her legs and felt Liam's cock tip penetrate her pussy lips. About seven inches of his cock initially slid easily into her dripping pussy. Liam wrapped his arms around Carol and with a great show of strength he stood up, taking her up with him and she impaled on the full length of his cock. Carol's screaming pierced the house. After the initial shock and the aching in her pussy she wrapped her legs around Liam and they started to rock gently. Liam's cock pushed deeply into Carol's pussy. Liam seemed to be doing all the work but they were both covered in a shroud of sexual ecstasy. They continued to rock. Carol was moaning with short gasped breaths and felt such intense emotion and a pleasurable sensation that tears welled in her eyes. Carol had lost count the number of times Paula and now Liam had brought her to orgasm.

Liam moved forward and gently lay Carol back so that she was seated on the sofa. Liam withdrew his cock, which dripped with Carol's pussy juices. Liam knelt over Carol and started to masturbate himself. Within a few seconds his cum literally sprayed out over Carol's face, neck, breasts and stomach. Carol allowed herself to lick Liam's cum from where it had splashed onto her lips. She rolled the spunk over her tongue and around her mouth before swallowing it. Carol gasped her breath as Liam continued to pump out his spunk, which was equally as thick as the initial spurt. Paula smiled and began to rub Liam's spunk over Carol's upper body. Liam's torrent of cum gently started to subside. Carol couldn't believe how much cum had splashed over her body. Liam had always been a heavy cummer. As Paula rubbed the spunk over Carol's body she took hold of Paula's hand and licked Liam's spunk from her fingers. Paula leaned across Carol and took Liam's still fully erect cock into her mouth and ensured she sucked him dry.  

Carol eventually washed and dressed. Liam and Paula also dressed. Carol and Georgio left seperately. Not surprisingly that was the end of their relationship but not the end of the story. Liam, Paula and Carol met up a number of times after that initial sexual threesome. 

A few weeks after the events of this night Georgio was arrested and charged with embezzlement from the company who he worked for. The judge decided to make an example and Georgio served time in gaol.

In the months and years that followed Liam and Paula moved to America where they ran a successful business for more than twenty-five years. Carol married a businessman three years after the events of that night. She now lives in Edinburgh with her husband. She has three grown up children and two grandchildren.

Paying a Debt



Katie was in a hurry. It was a warm, sunny day and her 2007 Honda was speeding along the back roads of town towards the address she had been given. The windows were rolled down and the wind felt nice blowing against her body. As usual for a beautiful spring day, Katie wore a pair of extra short jean shorts, a sleeveless white top with spaghetti strings and a sports bra. At 20, she had an athletic body that needed to be shown off along with her 34D's and long dirty blonde hair.

She wasn't quite sure where she was going, but she knew she had to hurry. Normally she would be doing homework or hanging out with her college friends, but her friend Emily had called that she was in trouble and needed help. Katie and Emily had been best friends back in high school, but had drifted apart a bit in the last couple of years. They had been there for each other through thick and thin in high school, so Katie wasn't about to let her old friend down now. 

Emily was always the wild one. A bit of a tomboy she was a few inches shorter than Katie's five foot ten inches and her chest was a bit smaller as well. They both played soccer and basketball in high school with Emily excelling in soccer while Katie was the better basketball player due to her height. They ran with the popular crowd, although Katie seemed to get more guys with her big boobs and blonde hair.

Katie knew that Emily had been working a few odd jobs but was not finding much success with any of them. Katie on the other hand was doing fairly well using student loans to get her own small apartment while she neared an associate degree at the local Community College. They still got together occasionally, but it had been almost a year since they had seen each other or talked.

As she neared the address in an older, industrial part of town, Katie couldn't help but wonder what Emily had gotten herself into this time. Emily had always experimented a bit with drugs and occasionally ran with a rougher crowd. But she was a good friend, and underneath her wild side was a loving girl. So whatever Emily had gotten herself into, Katie was there for her.

She found the address that Emily had directed her to and pulled into the small parking lot along the side in the shadow of the three story building. Hopping out she went down a half dozen steps to the door in the directions and knocked. Moments later the door opened and there stood Emily. The two old BFFs hugged eagerly then stepped back to take each other in.

Katie noted that Emily looked relatively good although she was a bit thinner than she had been the last time they were together. Her jet black hair was done up in a pixie cut and she was dressed in slightly dingy jeans and a t-shirt. While Emily still looked good, it was apparent looking at her face that recent stress and issues were weighing upon her.

Looking around the room, Katie noted that they were alone in an old, empty storage area. The dust indicated that the space hadn't been used in a while. There was a desk and chair and a few boxes, but not much else. The fluorescent lights were functional but still provided a somewhat dim environment.

"God it's good to see you again Emily."

"Thank you so much for coming on such short notice," Emily responded. "Has everything been going well with you?"

"Yes. School is going well and I have a good lead on a job once I finish my degree next month. Nothing exciting on the relationship front, just some casual dating due to the demands of college. But enough about me. You sounded so frantic on the phone. What kind of trouble are you in?"

Emily gave a deep sigh. "Money. It's a bit of a story. Drugs and gambling; and my bad decisions."

"Well I'm here for you," Katie replied. "So why don't you fill me in. I'm not sure how much help I can be with monetary issues as my loans just barely take care of my monthly expenses. But if I can do anything else, consider it done."

"I knew I could count on you Katie!" 

"My problems started out with my experimenting with various drugs with the help of my dealer Mikey," Emily continued. "Nothing excessive so it's not like I'm addicted to anything. But probably a bit too much fun. At first it was minimal and not an issue. Then it got a bit out of hand. I couldn't afford what I wanted, but Mikey helped me out. Before I knew it, I was into him for quite a bit of money."

"How much do you owe?" Katie inquired. 

"Well it's not that simple as there's more to the story. Actually let me actually demonstrate to you part of the story while I go over the background. Come over here so I can explain things a bit better and faster."

Katie followed Emily across to the center of the room to where a stack of boxes lay beside a line of metal poles that supported the ceiling. Emily continued, "This will help you understand the picture as we go. Just stand with your back to this pole for a second while I prepare what I need to show you."

Katie was a bit confused at what she had to show her instead of just telling her what was going on, but she was all for whatever would speed up the story.

Emily continued, "Mikey started hounding me for the money and I just couldn't pay him. So he offered me an option to try to get even with a high stakes poker game he was hosting at his place with a few friends. He fronted me some cash and since my dad had taught me how to play, I thought I had a good chance to win my way back to even or better."

Emily was now standing behind Katie and said, "Put your hands behind your back for a second."

Katie responded, "So I assume the poker game didn't go well?" as she, without thinking, complied with Emily's request.

"Well I was ahead for most of the night, but I went all in with three aces thinking my luck had finally changed. It hadn't and my debt was suddenly twice what it was at the beginning of the night." 

As Emily finished the sentence she also clicked a pair of handcuffs quickly onto Katie's wrists trapping her arms behind her and around one of the two inch steel pole that supported the ceiling.

"Emily, what the hell!" shouted the stunned blonde at her friend standing behind her.

"Don't worry, this is just part of the story," replied Emily. "It will all make sense in a few minutes and then I will let you out and we can get on with the solution I think you can help me with."

"Alright, but I am not thrilled with the handcuff surprise. This better be a damn good story," joked Katie, who would have been much more concerned if she could have seen the subtle grin that appeared on Emily's face when the handcuffs clicked into place. 

"Oh trust me, the story gets much more intense," Emily responded. "So by the end of the poker game, I was down almost thirty grand to Mikey. He gave me a week to pay. I went to my parents, but they were furious over my debt and basically kicked me out the front door." 

As Emily talked, she took two leather ankle cuffs out of a box and started putting them on Katie's ankles.

Emily continued, "So I went to a few other friends . . ."

Katie interrupted, "What are you doing down there?"

As Emily buckled the first cuff into place and started on the other leg, "Just part of the story. Stop your worrying. You were always the worrywart even back in high school."

"It just seems odd, that's all," answered Katie.

But Emily was losing interest in the story as her mind wandered back to high school and their BFF relationship. As she buckled the second cuff into place she admired how they looked at the end of those long, shapely legs, barely covered by Katie's mini shorts. 

"Tell me Katie, now that we are thinking back to high school. Most high school girls experiment sexually with their female friends, even if they are basically straight. I mean they at least kiss a girl once or twice. Why didn't we ever do anything sexually with one another?"

"Emily, really? You know I am 100% heterosexual and not the least bit interested in lesbian sex. It grosses me out to think about sex with another girl. We discussed that often enough so that it shouldn't be in question to you"

"Despite my best efforts that is true. All those sleepovers we had, you would just kill me with your sexy t-shirt and g-string that you slept in. Yet my best romantic advances were thwarted by you every time," Emily responded as she started locking a two foot spreader bar to the leather cuffs on Katie's ankles. "Whether it was just a hug or a more serious innuendo, you would just push me away and leave me frustrated."

"I always thought you were joking around, like we did about everything in high school. And I really don't want that bar attached to my ankles," Katie continued as if she had a choice in the matter.

Katie was now extremely uncomfortable. Not only was she incapacitated in a strange building; nobody knew she was here except for Emily who was currently reminiscing about high school fantasies of girl-girl sex.

"No," Emily continued. "You were my BFF and I wanted you badly. And you just ignored my needs. At least we could have kissed and had some light petting," as Emily, still standing behind Katie, reached around and lightly squeezed Katie's amble breasts as she breathed warmly on her neck.

Katie desperately stammered, "Emily, enough of this talk of high school. You are in trouble and I am here to help you out. Please get back to your story so you can get me out of these bonds!"

"Right you are," Emily said while giggling quietly. She began putting a leather collar around Katie's neck and continued with her story. "Well, to skip ahead for brevity sake, after a week I went back to see Mikey with the admission that I didn't have his money and had no real way to get it any time soon. He was not too happy, but did give me one last out."

As the collar was locked in place with a small padlock, Emily attached a leash to the collar and continued with the story. 

"Mikey explained to me that he had a friend who sometimes dealt in the white slavery market, which was quite lucrative. He could easily get his money back by selling me to his friend. But because he liked me, he offered me the chance to find another girl for him to sell. She would have to be young and pretty of course."

The picture got all too clear to Katie at this point. "Emily, that is just crazy talk! That can't be a serious way out of your debt."

"Mikey told me he would provide a secluded location where I would have to deliver the girl," Emily stated as she hopped up on a chair to fasten the leash to the ceiling beam atop the pole, which pretty much immobilized Katie's head and neck in place tightly against the support pole. "I just needed to get her to the location and tie her up naked so Mikey could come pick her up."

Katie finally realized the gravity of the trouble she was in. She had to act fast to convince Emily that there was another option. But as she started to talk, Katie felt a thick piece of foam being shoved roughly into her mouth. Emily continued to force the foam between her lips and followed it up with a large rubber ball gag that just served to force the foam further into her mouth. By the time the gag was strapped into place, Katie's tongue was shoved onto the bottom of her mouth and the best she could do was make a pathetic muffled groan or whining sound.

"Well Katie, of course I immediately thought of you." I have wanted to play with that gorgeous body since the ninth grade. But it had become obvious that I was never going to get as much as a kiss from you. And now that you are a big successful college girl and I am a struggling nobody, you can't even give me the time of day anymore. So this plan at least will give me the chance to have your gorgeous body one time before you are sold off the some guy overseas. Something tells me we both deserve what is about to happen."

At this point Katie was clear that she was about to be raped and then sold off into captivity for who knows what purpose. She was tightly bound and could barely move let alone escape. Her only chance was to talk some sense into Emily, but with the gag in her mouth she couldn't make anything near an intelligent sound. She couldn't believe how stupid she had been getting into this situation. Her only option was to stand there fastened to that pole as she watched Emily retrieve a pair of scissors and approach her bound body.

"How I have dreamed of having those luscious tits of yours," Emily drooled as she reached out and once again fondled Katie's breasts, this time much harder. 

Katie let out a muffled yelp as her tits were squeezed by Emily's clenched fist.

"Now you did catch the part where Mikey wanted the girl tied up naked, didn't you?" Emily gave an evil grin and grabbed the front of Katie's spaghetti string top pulling the front apart and sending the tiny buttons flying onto the floor. The strings were quickly cut and the top discarded onto the floor. "My how that sports bra does little to hide your beautiful D cups," exclaimed Emily as the scissors dropped to the front of the bra and started cutting their way up between Katie's breasts. It was just a matter of seconds before the last snip sent the sports bra to the ground alongside the remnants of her shirt.

As Katie's boobs sprung out into view, the cool air hit her nipples and served to bring them to attention as Emily leered on. Katie couldn't believe this was happening, but try as she might she had no idea how to stop the violation that was occurring as she stood tightly bound in this strange place.

"Looks like those nipples are happy to see me," Emily commented as she reached out and grabbed Katie's left breast and squeezed it as hard as she could, digging her nails deeply into the flesh and unleashing years of frustration upon Katie's poor boob. With her other hand she lifted Katie's right breast gently to her lips and sucked the nipple deeply into her mouth. "God how that tastes as wonderful as I always imagined it would!" 

For several more minutes Emily relished her time with the boobs of her dreams; fondling, squeezing, massaging and licking every bit of the soft and fleshy 34Ds. Katie for her part could just stand and take whatever Emily felt like doing. Tears were forming in her eyes, but Emily didn't notice, nor would she have cared.

"Well I did say naked, didn't I," laughed Emily. She bent down and quickly removed and discarded Katie's sandals before picking up the scissors once again. She looked up to see the fear in Katie's eyes, then lowered the scissors to her right hip and started cutting the denim from the waist band down. She then repeated the step on her left hip, and within a short minute the jean shorts were lying on the floor with the rest of Katie's clothing. 

Standing in just a g-string, Katie felt a rush of desperation and with renewed vigor pulled hard against her bonds. Her entire body jerked forward and she shrieked as loudly as she could, but with her head held tightly against the pole, her hands cuffed behind the pole, and her feet awkwardly fastened to the spreader bar, the effort did little but to amuse Emily as she prepared for her next step.

Emily reached down and rubbed her captive's crotch through the thin layer of her tiny underwear. "To think of how many nights I saw you go to bed in these little pieces of thread and dreamed of taking them off of you. Well finally, the time has come." With that she grabbed a handful of material at the front of the underwear and pulled. 

Katie felt the strings stretch as Emily pulled and slowly heard the material give way. Now standing completely naked before her former best friend, Katie was panicking about what to do . But what could she do. She just stood there as Emily's hand dropped back to her pussy and began rubbing, this time without any fabric to protect her sex. She felt Emily insert one finger into her, then adding a second. Her pussy was dry and trying to fight off this invasion. But before she knew it, she felt things begin to get moist down there. Katie could not believe her pussy was betraying her by reacting in this way to the penetration. As she got even wetter, Emily inserted a third and then a fourth finger. Realizing where this was going, Katie begged Emily with her eyes to please stop.

Emily looked briefly at those begging eyes, then smiled and leaned forward to begin licking Katie's nipples. This quickly served to make her pussy even wetter and allowed Emily to slide her thumb and the rest of her hand into Katie's pussy. How she had dreamed of doing this to a girl, but before today had never had the chance. Emily was in pure heaven as she molested the defenseless body of her long time fantasy.

Katie was helpless to stop the assault and could only stand and take the violent stimulation. She again began to panic as her body began responding to the assault and the feelings down below started to grow beyond her control. The last thing she wanted was to have an orgasm at the hands of her assailant, but it was now becoming clear that her resistance was not going to stop her body's response. Katie had never been fisted before, and the fullness and stimulation it provided her pussy was too much for her body to resist.

Emily could tell that Katie was losing control and this excited Emily to no end. With her tongue teasing Katie's nipples and her left hand buried in Katie's pussy, Emily began pleasuring herself with her right hand. With the excitement of finally having Katie as both her plaything and her victim, the brunette took little time to come to a climax herself. Both girls experienced crashing orgasms at almost the identical time. Emily collapsed onto the floor at the end of the session, lost in the euphoria of the moment. 

Meanwhile Katie stood trapped and horrified that she had just been molested by another woman and that her body had betrayed her with its reaction. She had always been repulsed by the idea of lesbian sex. Not that she cared about what others did with each other, but she wanted absolutely no part of it. How could she have orgasmed like she did by the touch of another woman, particularly while bound against her will. Katie's mind was awash with confusing thoughts at that moment.

After a minute, Emily returned to her senses and looked at the time. "Oh my precious Katie, how I would love to spend more time with you; make love to your luscious body, and have you worship my pussy with your sexy little tongue. But alas, time is running out and I have to get you ready for Mikey to pick up. We have one last preparation to make." With that Emily picked up a long piece of rope and tied it around Katie's waist with one end hanging down behind her. She then reached into the box and pulled out a large butt plug.

Katie took one look at the device and swore to herself that she would not allow this further violation of her body. She had a virgin asshole and it was going to stay that way. She clenched the muscles of her ass as tightly as she could. This wasn't happening. No way.

Emily took a moment to caress the tight ass of her young victim before starting to insert the plug into her asshole. Try as she might, the plug wasn't going into Katie however. "Come come Katie. I don't know why Mikey wants this thing up your ass, but I am following his direction to a tee. So open up."

Katie just stood there giving Emily as evil a look as she could muster and clenched her ass that much tighter.

"Oh Katie, you haven't yet learned that you just can't resist me at this point? Very well, we will do it this my way," she replied with a glimmer in her eye. She kneeled down and gave Katie's pussy a soft kiss.

Feeling Emily's mouth on her mound gave Katie a start and she pulled away from the repulsive feeling. But being bound as she was with her legs apart, that was only an inch or two and before she knew it she felt Emily's tongue invade her already abused pussy. Her body was once again being accosted and there was nothing she could do to stop it.




Paying a Debt



Emily relished Katie's pussy; both the aromatic smell of her arousal and the wonderful taste of her womanhood. She licked her pussy deep, tickled her clit, and nibbled all around the opening. Emily could sense Katie's arousal rising again as she worshiped her pussy with her mouth. This day just kept getting better and better for Emily as Katie's juices flowed onto her face.

Katie just wanted to cry as she felt another climax coming. She tried as she could to resist it, but waves of ecstasy were overcoming her as Emily stimulated her body. Katie lost complete control as this latest violation took over her body. This orgasm was somehow stronger than the first and she finally accepted the pleasure she felt. 

As Katie relaxed and took in the ecstasy, Emily sensed that the time was right and shoved the butt plug into her ass with one swift, sudden push. 

Katie jumped and reclenched her ass, but it was too late. The butt plug was firmly planted and filling her ass. The sudden pain put a sudden end to her orgasm and she was brought quickly back to her senses.

Emily quickly grabbed a huge vibrator that Mikey had supplied and brought it to Katie's pussy. There was no resistance to the vibrator as her opening was already sopping wet from the previous violations. Emily took the extra rope from the waist tie and looped it between Katie's legs to hold the butt plug and vibrator firmly in place. She fed the rope back through the waist tie at Katie's stomach and looped it back through her legs to reinforce the crotch rope that held the devices inside Katie. She then tied the rope securely at Katie's back, and with that her package was ready to pay her debt to her drug dealer.

"Well Katie, I must say I have enjoyed this afternoon immensely. Thank you so much for helping me out of my problems. Mikey said he would take care of your car and apartment and notifying your family that you are leaving town for a bit. I guess he has some experience in these matters. I wish we could do this again, but alas I think you are on to bigger adventures. Mikey will be here soon to take care of you. Bye-bye sweetie and think of me often." And with that Emily gave Katie a quick kiss on the cheek, grabbed her purse, and waved as she walked out the door.

Katie stood there naked and alone. She again checked her bonds for any weakness, but there were none. The butt plug and vibrator weren't going anywhere either. Visions of what horrors may lie ahead danced through her head and all she could do was stand attached to that damn pole, and cry; awaiting her fate.



Paying a Debt Ch. 02



Katie felt very alone. Emily had left only ten minutes or so earlier, but being firmly bound to that pole with her legs spread vulnerably apart, it didn't take long for her to realize that if Mikey didn't show up she might die stuck in this vacant basement. Quite the conundrum, having to hope that her captor would show up to take her away.

She stood there and thought back to how all this could have happened. She was a typical middle class college student. She had a typical high school experience, playing sports, getting good grades, and just a bit of partying. Emily was such a good friend for so many years; but still she shouldn't have trusted her in this isolated place. How stupid she was to voluntarily put her hands behind her back so they could be cuffed so easily. Once the handcuffs were in place, she was screwed. And here she stood.

And just how could she explain her response to the situation? She was a virgin until her senior year of high school and had only slept with two guys since then. She just wasn't overtly sexual at this point in her life and her longest relationship had lasted a mere five months. Her primary concerns in life were her education and her career. Yet, she had just succumbed to two earth shattering orgasms during Emily's assault, despite the fact that she didn't even have an interest in women. Katie was horrified and confused over her body's perverse response.

As Katie thought through her situation, she realized that the vibrator and butt plug Emily had so cruelly inserted before leaving were beginning to have a toll on her. Fortunately, the vibrator was running on a low setting, but Katie could feel her pussy moistening again. The butt plug was so big that it also exerted pressure that was far too stimulating for Katie to ignore. Once again, despite Katie's best efforts, a climax was rising between her legs. And although Katie moaned and tried to prevent it, her body betrayed her as it began to twist and grind against the crotch rope that held the vibrator in place. Katie moaned as loud as her gag would allow, and her body once again shuddered as the orgasm overcame her.

Meanwhile, just down the block Mikey was sitting in his limo with his top bodyguard Ivan watching Katie's gyrations on the camera feed from inside the building. Neither Emily nor Katie had any idea the cameras were there, but there was no way Mikey was going to risk his human payday without keeping an eye on her. And he had thoroughly enjoyed the show the two of them had put on for him. He needed to break down Katie to ensure there were no problems when he sold her to his white slaver friend. While they would complete her training, they preferred delivery of a broken and docile female. So a bit longer in solitary bondage was in store for Katie. 

Another hour passed and Katie was still stuck. She had come up with a plan to get free, but she needed Mikey to rescue her before she could implement her idea. She doubted that anyone would happen across her isolated location before Mikey arrived, so her best bet would be to somehow convince Mikey to untie her and then negotiate a better deal with him. As she ran different ideas through her head on how exactly to pull that off, her pussy began to tingle again. The vibrator was still buzzing on its low speed but was once again making Katie squirm. Oh God, not again! was all Katie could think.

Mikey also noticed Katie's increasing arousal and decided that now was the time to make his entrance. He and Ivan exited the limo and made their way down the steps to the room that held his prey.

Katie heard the door knob turn and looked to see two men enter the room. The first man appeared to be in his late 20s, six foot two and about 220 pounds. He had short dark hair, well dressed, with an air of authority about him. The second man was bigger and a bit older, probably mid 30s. He had a buzz cut and appeared to be from Eastern Europe. He was also well dressed in a casual suit that did little to hide his muscular body. 

She assumed one of these men was Mikey and was praying he would remove the vibrator before she lost control of the orgasm welling up inside her. It was awful enough to have them walk in with her bound naked as she was. She dreaded the thought of the added humiliation of climaxing before these strangers. The younger, smaller man walked toward her and while her gag prevented her from speaking, her eyes were begging him to help her. 

"My name is Mikey, and back there is Ivan, my associate and bodyguard. And you must be Katie I presume," he stated with a sly smile. "My, oh my, you are everything Emily said you would be."

Katie could just whine and squirm, again begging with her eyes to be relieved before another orgasm could rock her body.

Mikey sensed exactly what was happening. "It looks like I caught you in the middle of a moment of fun," he said while cocking his head and looking down between her legs. "I would be a rude host if I didn't help you out with your problem."

With that Mikey reached out and caressed Katie's body as he pressed his own body against hers. Lightly he ran his fingers from under her arms, down her sides to her hips, then to just above her pussy. He then lightly ran his fingers back up her stomach until he reached her breasts. Gently massaging her breasts he commented, "My God, these are majestic. Your boobs are even finer than I expected." With that he lowered his mouth to her left nipple and subtly flicked and nibbled the nipple and areola. 

Katie gasped and was once again thrown into a panic. No, no, no, she screamed into her gag as she felt herself losing control despite her best efforts. She felt him shift his mouth to her right breast and his left hand slid softly down her body to caress her clit. Within seconds, the combination of Mikey's touch and the vibrator's stimulation set her off once again. Her entire body convulsed and shuddered under the force of another unreal orgasm. It was bad enough cumming in front of these men, but to have such a forceful orgasm was that much more humiliating. This just can't be happening! she thought to herself.

"Ivan, take those devices out of Katie's poor holes, unhook her from the pole, and remove her gag so she can talk to us for a bit," Mikey ordered, as he took satisfaction watching as Katie's crashing orgasm subsided. That was just one step in the training process he had planned for her. While she was going to be fun to play with and break, he was actually in a hurry to sell her and get his money.

Ivan cut the crotch rope with a knife and the vibrator slipped immediately from the sopping wet pussy of the captive. The oversized butt plug did not come out as easily and Ivan had to reach down, pull Katie's ass cheeks apart, and grab the edge of the plug to pull it out with a bit of a pop. How I love my job, Ivan thought to himself as he groped the beautiful blonde's firm ass. It was all he could do to refrain from molesting her sexy body further. He undid the handcuffs momentarily, but recuffed their prisoner's hands behind her back once again, just without the pole in between. Ivan untied the leash from the top of the pole and lastly removed the ball gag and foam that filled Katie's mouth. 

Mikey had taken a seat behind the lone desk in the room and once Katie was untied, beckoned, "Ivan, please bring our lovely guest over so we can get to know one another." He had picked up Katie's purse and was rifling through the contents. He pulled out her wallet and found her driver's license.

Katie was relieved to get some feeling back into her mouth and jaw and was quickly deciding just how to implement her plan to convince Mikey to let her go. She had been through her plan in her head, but now she had to actually pull it off. She stumbled behind Ivan as he pulled her over to the desk using her leash. It was an ugly waddle seeing that her feet were still cuffed to the spreader bar, but she made it without falling. 

"Katie Campbell," Mikey stated looking at the ID. "Five foot ten, 139 pounds. And very well distributed pounds if I might add. So Miss Campbell, welcome to my lair."

"Thank you, sir," Katie responded confidently, trying to hide her fear. "But there has obviously been a terrible mistake. I am not the sort of person who should be in a predicament like this."

"But Emily said you were a huge slut that would love this attention," Mikey lied wondering where Katie was taking the conversation.

"Not at all," Katie shot back. "I am not sexually active and this whole situation is just wrong. It is Emily's fault and she is the one that should be here, not me."

"Well it appears that you are the one that is here, not Emily," Mikey stated. "And I believe that this came off exactly how Emily had envisioned it. Did she enjoy the fruits of your lovely body like she said she might?" Mikey asked, despite knowing the answer after watching the entire event with the camera feed.

Katie replied, "Yes, she did do some things that were very wrong. I am not a lesbian and she should never have had the chance to touch me. But I have a proposition for you that will make up for the way she treated me."

Mikey raised his eyebrows in curiosity and asked, "And your proposition is?" 

"Let me leave here and contact Emily. I will lure her in and capture her. That will give me a chance to exact my revenge on her and you'll still have a girl for whatever purpose you have in mind."

"But won't that just leave me where I am now, with one girl?" Mikey inquired. "And what would keep you from just going to the police with your story?"

"Well for starters, I really want revenge on Emily for getting me into this situation," Katie continued, gaining confidence as she began to lay out the scenario she had come up with while bound to the pole. "As far as the police, I will sign a contract with you that you can backdate to last week that states I hired you for a sexual kidnapping fantasy. If I did go to the police, that contract would make me look like a fool. Finally, I can come up with a little money from my family, maybe three to four thousand dollars, to sweeten the pot. It's a win-win situation with me going free and you with a girl plus some extra cash. So what do you think?"

Mikey pondered the offer for a moment and smiled. "I like it. You are a smart girl. I need smart people around me. Interested in a long-term position helping me?"

"Let's get the contract in place first and get Emily back in here. Then we can definitely talk about a job," Katie lied thinking how awful it would be to work for a man like Mikey. But she was going to say and do whatever it took for now to get out of here. "It's actually exhilarating to deal with a true businessman and reach such an excellent compromise!" Katie was ecstatic at how this was going just as she had envisioned, and that she was going to get revenge on that bitch Emily.

"Well, Miss Campbell, I am confident that we are going to have a wonderful time working together in the near future. Please satisfy my curiosity though. Emily had mentioned that she couldn't wait to get a hold of your sexy body. But you stated you are not a lesbian. How did that go?"

Once again the feeling of humiliation came over Katie as Emily's assault was brought up. Trying to save a bit of dignity she said, "Not too well for Emily. She did her best to get me to cooperate, but with my feelings against girl-girl sex, my body just didn't respond, which left her frustrated as well. I was so dry it was hard for her to even get the vibrator into me. The vibrator gave me the only sexual feelings that I had all day. I am pleased to say that her sexual attack was a total failure."

Mikey inquired further, "So you didn't have an orgasm or even get a wet cunt from Emily's attentions?"

"No, not at all," Katie continued to lie, not knowing that Mikey had watched the entire escapade via camera.

"So Emily wasn't able to bring you off while molesting your body with her mouth and hands?" he continued.

"No, really," Katie stammered, beginning to worry about the line of questioning Mikey was pursuing.

Mikey reached across and grabbed Katie's leash and pulled her neck down toward the desk. He smashed her big boobs down against the wood while her feet remained planted on the ground in front of the desk. He grabbed a handful of hair to pull her eyes up toward his and he bent down putting his face mere inches from hers and yelled, "And you're saying that after one shattering orgasm, Emily didn't eat your fucking cunt until you turned into a blithering idiot with such a strong second orgasm that she was able to shove that oversized butt plug up your virgin ass?"

Katie's eyes widen and she started to cry. How did he know what happened? What was happening to her plan? Everything was in place, but his sudden anger at catching her in a lie did not fit into the plan. She tried to backtrack, "Well, maybe there was a bit more to the story, but it is just so embarrassing. Please let's just get back to the contract so I can lure Emily for you. I'm sorry I lied. Really sorry."

"Miss Campbell, you are very, very stupid. There will be no contract. You will not be traded for Emily. A few thousand dollars is chicken feed compared to what I will get for your perfect body, huge tits, and chaste appearance on the open market. You are mine and you need to accept that."

"No, please," Katie pleaded.

Mikey responded sternly, "It's 'no please Sir.' From now on, you will address me as Sir."

"Yes sir. Please sir. We can work this out sir," Katie pleaded desperately.

"Ivan, gag her again. I've heard enough of this babble." Mikey added, "And when you're done show her how we punish slaves here."

"Gladly sir," Ivan responded, knowing what was expected from him.

Katie began to plead her case one last time, but the foam was once again shoved into her mouth, followed immediately by the ball gag. 

Mikey continued angrily, "Don't you ever lie to me or disobey me again. This punishment will just give you an idea of what you can expect when you misbehave."

Actually Mikey was thinking that the punishment she was about to receive was a planned part of today's conditioning. But her lying about her tryst with Emily gave him a convenient excuse to use for the events that were about to happen. There was never a chance that he would let this gorgeous piece of meat go.

Katie realized that her chance for escape had passed. She had just gone from total relief and euphoria at working her way out of a mess, to being right back in an even worse mess. She could hear Ivan behind her messing with his belt and knew things were not going to be pleasant. Moments later she felt the first sting of leather smacking her ass. Her right butt cheek burned with sudden fire as Katie received the first spanking of her life. Her left cheek joined her right one seconds later with another lash of the belt. Over and over the belt fell on her backside with the full force of Ivan's strength. Two minutes later, 20 blows had befallen her butt and the back of her thighs. 

Katie sobbed and looked pleadingly at Mikey who just sat in front of her while Ivan delivered the punishment to her backside. Her backside burned with pain, but she was hopeful that the 20 smacks with Ivan's belt would end the torment. Panic overtook her as she distinctly heard Ivan unzip his pants. Her eyes grew big as saucers as she tried to look behind her to see what was about to happen. She had a terrible feeling that she was about to be raped, but in her bound state she couldn't really see what Ivan was up to. 

Mikey laughed out loud at Katie's reaction and informed her, "You should really enjoy this part of the punishment. Ivan may not have the longest dick, average at best, but it has an amazing girth," as he used the fingers of both hands to demonstrate the diameter of his bodyguard's penis. 

After removing his pants, Ivan reached down to finger Katie's pussy. She had dried out a bit through her failed negotiations and the spanking, but her juices started flowing quickly as his fingers stimulated the blonde's sex pot. Ivan really appreciated Mikey letting him have first crack at fucking this latest prey. He knew that it was Mikey's way of rewarding him for his loyal service, and it was one more reason why he loved his job.

Katie for her part tried valiantly once again to keep her pussy from getting excited to prevent this latest violation. But once again she felt her juices begin to flow freely. She was pinned down bending over the desk, her legs still locked apart to allow full access to her body. She could feel her pussy stretching abnormally as the monster behind her started to slide his cock into her. She wanted to scream aloud as she knew it wouldn't fit, but the gag prevented her scream from exiting her mouth. Furthermore, her pussy abandoned her cause by anxiously stretching over the huge cock and squeezing it tightly as it began slowly working its way in an out of her. 

Katie was aghast. The monster cock was filling her pussy, stimulating every inch of the inside of her pussy including her clitoris. This couldn't be happening again. Her body was betraying her by reacting to this latest invasion. Her pussy was tightening and her breathing was getting shorter. She fought the feeling, but once again an orgasm was threatening to overtake her. She swore to resist however, and managed to fight off her orgasm for quite a while.

Ivan for his part was fully enjoying the experience. His strokes were getting faster and harder. He looked at Mikey and commented, "Damn good fuck. I love me a nice tight pussy." His stomach began ramming into her red ass with each violent stroke of his cock. The way her pussy tightened around his dick he knew he could come at any time. But he also knew he was supposed to wait until she had her orgasm, as that was a key part of her slave training. Ivan bided his time ramming the juicy cunt in front of him while he sensed Katie's control begin to wane. 

Finally Katie's resolve broke. Both Mikey and Ivan laughed as Katie's body once again exploded in orgasm. The waves of pleasure shot through her body, bringing great joy and amusement to her two attackers.

Katie collapsed completely spent on the desk. Her pussy had once again erupted in an amazing orgasm, with every fiber of her body thrilled in the feeling. Her emotions were split between the embarrassment of another earth shattering orgasm at the hands of her tormentors and the exhilaration of another orgasm. She realized that she had come more today than in the last several months, which was just so wrong. 

But she also suddenly realized that Ivan was having an orgasm of his own, but his dick was still buried deep within her pussy. Katie's body lurched forward on the desk in a desperate attempt to dislodge the penis before it could deliver Ivan's seed into her, but to no avail. Now she could add potential pregnancy to the list of problems she had, although at this point that was probably one of her lesser problems. 

Ivan was in heaven. Taking a beauty like this had made his month. And knowing she would be around for a little while got his hopes up for future fun, but that would have to wait. Right now the boss had ordered her prepared for moving as they didn't want to remain at this location any longer for security reasons. Ivan pulled out of Katie and quickly got dressed. Ivan removed the spreader bar from Katie's legs and fastened the two ankle cuffs together. He then took a rope and tied her elbows together tightly to enhance the immobility of her arms. Finally he tied her handcuffs to the ankle cuffs pulling her into a perfect hogtie. 

Katie had momentarily given up. Her body was exhausted from the day's assault. This last orgasm had taken its toll on her body and she was totally spent. She just laid there and let Ivan bind her body into a hogtie. She cringed when she felt Ivan reinserting the butt plug into her ass, but she didn't fight it this time. She had learned that she couldn't prevent much of anything at this point. Ivan did take his share of liberties with her body as he retied her, giving particular attention to her soft tits. But again there wasn't anything she could do, so she just accepted the mauling meekly. 




Paying a Debt Ch. 02



As Katie rested on the floor in her hogtie, Mikey and Ivan began making arrangements for her move. Handing Ivan keys he pulled from Katie's purse Mikey instructed, "Give these keys to Carl and have him get her car to the chop shop. Get her apartment and personal information to Nathan. He'll know what to do."

"Yes sir," Ivan responded. He placed a couple of quick calls then went outside. 

Mikey strolled over to where Katie was tied and rolled her onto her side with his foot so he could admire her body one more time. He knelt down beside her. "You are going to bring me a nice chunk of change honey. Emily really came through for me and I owe her big time for that." Mikey took a minute to fondle her boobs one more time. "Damn these are great. We are going to have so much fun. I can't wait til we get out of here so I can have my turn," he added with a huge grin and evil look in his eye.

Ivan reentered the room and stated, "The guys are here and the truck is ready."

Ivan walked over, picked up Katie who was still in a hogtie, and carried her to the wooden crate that was waiting, laying her into the box on her side. To fully immobilize her, he tied her leash to an eyelet on one side of the box, then used another rope to attach her handcuffs to an eyelet on the adjoining side of the box. "Don't bother trying to make any noise in there," Ivan said. "Not only will the gag muffle you quite well, but the box is insulated for sound. Have a nice trip." With that he nailed the top of the box on effectively sealing Katie in darkness for her trip to their next location. 

While Katie lay in the darkness, she rehashed what had just happened. She had gone from bound and in trouble, to being in complete control with her offer to Mikey. Then because her pride wouldn't let her be truthful about her humiliating reaction to Emily assault, she had returned to bound and in trouble. She wanted to kick herself for blowing her chance at completing the negotiation by losing Mikey's trust with her lies. Now that Mikey had initiated disposing of her car and belongings and creating a plausible reason for her disappearance, all hope of negotiating a release was lost. Her only remaining option as she saw it was escape. She tested her bonds, but the hogtie was secure and the two points of attachment to the box effectively limited all her movement. All Katie could do was to relive her abuse and wonder what future the truck was carrying her to.

Ivan drove the truck back with its precious cargo while Mikey drove the limo home. He called his prospective buyer and relayed the story about who he had and how she had landed in his possession. They were fascinated by the circumstances of the story and made Mikey an outstanding offer that he immediately accepted. This day kept getting better and better, and he owed it all to Emily. 

* * *

Ivan arrived back their base of operation, which was an big brick house across town, with his precious cargo intact. The house was perfect for their purposes due to the solitude provided by the run down neighborhood, along with the privacy provided by the thick brick walls. Half the houses and businesses were vacant in the area. Plus nobody in the neighborhood cared about what their neighbors did. There was plenty of crime and vice on the streets in the area to keep the police busy, so they had more urgent matters to attend to and left the quiet house alone. There was also a detached garage on the property to keep the limo and cars out of site when necessary.

Mikey was in a hurry to get back as well. He realized that the next step in Katie's training was for him to have some fun with his pretty captive. While the process was primarily business, he more than appreciated the pleasure that would be involved with his work.

After getting the good news about what the buyers were willing to pay for Katie, Mikey also needed to call Emily. He was fortunate to get a hold of her and explained the good news that his buyers were paying significantly more for Katie than he expected. As he considered himself a good businessman, he owed Emily a great deal and felt he should share some of the extra profits with her. They arranged to meet outside a local bar late that night for the exchange.

* * *

Emily was thrilled that her fortunes had turned so nicely. First, she finally had the opportunity to enjoy her old friend Katie and her juicy little pussy. At the same time she settled a huge debt with Mikey. And now she was going to get a windfall from turning over her hot little friend, which Mikey estimated at about ten grand. His accountant was going to come up with the exact amount she was due and she was to pick up the cash a little after midnight. Emily just lay back thinking about finally being rich and what she would spend the money on. She also thought back through her assault of Katie. Between the thrill of those two thoughts, she slipped one hand down between her legs and let the other caress her breasts. It didn't take long for the feeling in her pussy to crest in ecstasy. Emily drifted off to sleep with nothing but pleasant thoughts in her mind.

* * *

When the crate opened, it took a minute for Katie's eyes to adapt to the light. It had been a dark, bumpy ride to wherever she now resided. It seemed like they were still in town, but it took the truck quite a while to haul her to this destination. The ride over gave her time to still her emotions and focus once again on escaping. But now was not the time for escape. Ivan had removed her from her crate, but she was still locked in a tight hogtie lying on a bed in what looked to be a basement room with a concrete floor, minimal furniture and no windows.

When Mikey entered the room, Katie looked over and felt dread at the look on his face. She knew what he wanted, but didn't see any way out at this point. She steeled herself at accepting another rape at his hands if it would help her in the long run. She had to gain his confidence if she was going to escape his clutches in the future. And for all she knew she might enjoy it in some dark way. Her body had betrayed her so many times already today that she had no reason to think it wouldn't betray her at Mikey's hands as well.

"Well, from the look on your face I see you realize what time it is," started Mikey. "The question is whether we will do it the easy way or the hard way. You know the hard way comes with punishment, while the easy way comes with reward. We'll see soon enough which you choose." As he reached to begin untying her he hoped she was broken enough to cooperate. This would mean she would be ready to be moved to his slaver friend sooner rather than later. The slavers could determine how much further training was needed based on who she would ultimately be sold to and how she would be used.

Mikey undid the rope holding Katie's arms and legs in a hogtie. "Feel better?"

Katie nodded as the pain began to subside.

He then unhooked her legs from each other and removed the handcuffs. He left the ankle cuffs and collar in place for now. Finally he removed the ball gag and stuffing from her mouth.

"Thank you sir," Katie responded carefully as she rubbed her arms and flexed her jaw, finally getting good blood circulation through them again. "That feels much better sir." 

"You may also remove the butt plug if you would like," Mikey laughed.

Katie rose up on her knees and pulled her cheeks apart with her left hand as her right hand removed the large object. She had actually grown used to it, but its removal still felt wonderful. "Thank you for your kindness sir," Katie said as she continued to kiss up to her captor hoping for better treatment and a chance at escape.

"It seems you understand your situation and are ready to make the best of it," Mikey continued. "So tell me honey, do you masturbate?"

"Occasionally sir."

"Well then, let's see how you do it," Mikey ordered as he sat in a chair across from the bed.

Katie cringed at that order. She had prepared herself to have sex with this man, but to have to put on a personal show just made it that much more embarrassing. But after thinking twice about his request, she realized she had no choice. "Yes sir." Still kneeling on the bed Katie brought her left hand up to her chest and began to fondle and tickle her breasts. She let her right hand slide down her body and began to lightly caress her inner thighs.

Her pussy quickly began to moisten as her humiliation grew. Why does my body keep betraying me, Katie thought loudly to herself as her juices began flowing even before she had inserted fingers into herself. Her reactions continued to confuse her, so she just moved on with the show and started fingering her clit, first with one finger, then with two. The fingers of her left hand began to concentrate on her nipples, teasing and tweaking them. It didn't take long for a nice soft orgasm to overcome her. Finally she was able to at least control herself a bit, not wanting to lose control with the powerful orgasms she had experienced earlier. 

"Nice performance," Mikey stated as he clapped his hands, which served to embarrass Katie that much more. "Now it's my turn. Crawl over here and suck my dick. And make it good. You understand the consequences if I feel any teeth."

Katie thought of the consequences and guessed that Ivan or one of Mikey's other men was probably outside the door. So now was not the time to try anything rash. She had prepared herself for this, so she crawled off the bed and over to where Mikey sat. She removed his shoes and socks, then reached up and undid his belt and top button before slowly lowering the zipper of his pants. She sensually reached up and grabbed the sides of his pants and lowered both his pants and boxers down and off his legs.

Mikey removed his shirt as Katie stared at his cock. He chuckled to himself at the look on her face as she took it in. "So what do you think? Are you going to suck it or just admire it all night?"

"It is a very nice cock sir, and I will gladly suck it as you have requested," Katie forced herself to say. Actually she was a bit thankful. While his dick was bigger than she was used to, it was nothing like the tool Ivan had rammed into her womanhood. I can handle this, she thought confidently to herself.

She began to run her tongue up and down Mikey's shaft, then took it into her mouth. She worked it with her tongue and felt it growing harder in her mouth. At that point she had a terrifying thought. While she had sucked dicks before, she had not done the act very often, and she had never had a man come in her mouth. She had assumed that if she had to suck cock tonight, it would be a precursor to sex. Now she wasn't so sure. So she was extremely relieved when Mikey pulled her head up and lifted her up onto his lap. He fondled her tits and squeezed them firmly as he brought his lips to hers. She really didn't want to kiss him, but passionately kissed him back despite her repulsion.

Mikey was extremely pleased at Katie's complete cooperation. Yes, this was going extremely well. So he just relaxed and committed to enjoying his young companion. Her body was soft and amazing and he was enjoying every inch of it.

As Katie thought to herself how she hated what was happening, she suddenly realized that she had unconsciously started grinding her pussy against Mikey's dick. What in the hell am I doing initiating any contact? Katie thought as her pussy started tingling. Despite her being upset at her actions, she just kept rubbing against his manhood. It just felt too good to stop. She rubbed harder and faster and began to lose control of her body. 

Mikey grabbed Katie's ass and lifted her up onto his dick. As he slid into her she let out a loud gasp and hugged him tightly as they continued to kiss. She rocked up and down on his dick and the accompanying stimulation to her pussy caused her to lose all control. Her entire body spasmed as she endured an intense orgasm. 

Mikey got up with Katie still impaled on his dick and carried her back to the bed. He hadn't ejaculated yet and he loved the taste of 20 year old pussy, so he was going to indulge himself on Katie's juicy cunt before he polluted it with his semen.

As Mikey lay Katie on the bed she thought to herself that this had once again gone too far. Dammit, I am losing control again, she thought. I have to get back in control even though I have to give in to him to some extent. 

But those thoughts quickly left her mind as Mikey lowered his mouth to her pussy. "Just lay back and enjoy babe," Mikey said as he let his tongue dance directly on Katie's clit that was already swollen from the previous orgasm. His licking and sucking drew an immediate reaction from Katie, whose body again tensed up, her back arching violently.

I must keep some control, no, no, oh no, can't let... Katie thought disjointedly as another climax quickly approached. No, must not... "Oh God Noooo," she finally screamed as the orgasm took complete control of her body and mind. Her body screamed at her for satisfaction. "Oh yes, take me, fuck me now," she gasped as she needed satisfaction to a feeling like she had never had in her life. She briefly grimaced to herself What did I just say? but quickly quit thinking logically again as Mikey rose up and mounted her pussy once again.

Mikey was pumping away hard and fast now as Katie hugged him tightly and dug her fingers into his back. Katie just kept repeating "yes" over and over and Mikey could hold out no longer. He exploded deep inside Katie and they finally just lay in each other's arms for several minutes.

Mikey was flabbergasted. He had never seen a captive quite like Katie. For starters, most of the girls he grabbed were drug addicts or otherwise down on their luck, with low self esteem. They usually accepted their fate and were naturally submissive to his demands. More well to do and educated captives like Katie were actually rare as they were trickier to grab and harder to break, but the few he'd had were always more reserved and in control than this wildcat. While he had never seen a girl react quite like Katie, he really liked it. It crossed his mind that he would like to keep her, but business was business and that would not be possible. Besides, he already had a lucrative deal to sell her and she would be out of his life shortly.

Katie for her part just lay there, her senses finally returning. What did I just do? she thought to herself. What is wrong with me? What on earth just happened?

Katie had intended to please Mikey to gain his confidence, but had no intention of a humiliating scene like the one that had just occurred. She needed time to take in what had just happened and to figure out her thoughts. She couldn't lose control like that again. It wasn't smart and she needed all her wits about her if she was going to escape.

Mikey finally spoke, "Wow, that was amazing. I wish I could stay with you all night, but unfortunately work beckons. But as I promised, you definitely earned a reward tonight. To start with, you will sleep laying down in bed, although I will have to keep you tied up. Hopefully you will be relatively comfortable. Tomorrow I will reward you further."

"Thank you sir," Katie replied. "I appreciate your generosity sir."

Mikey needed to keep some pressure on Katie to maintain the edge that was breaking her down. "Let's get you ready for bed. First things first, you need a new toy." 

Mikey handed her a thin rope with six balls attached along its length. The balls progressed in size from small to rather large. Katie looked at the thing with a puzzled look wondering what the hell it was for. "Pardon me for asking sir, but what is this?"

"Anal beads," he replied.

"Anal beads sir?"

"Yep. Just as the name implies, they are going up your ass. I think you'll like them," Mikey calmly explained, trying not to laugh at Katie's naivety. "I suggest starting with the small one and work your way up."

Katie cringed yet again. "Yes sir." She slowly eased the first ball into her ass. Mikey just nodded as she continued to insert the anal beads. She jumped a bit as the last large one entered her rear hole, but despite the discomfort of the beads she had to admit that they were better than the butt plug she had worn most of the day. "All done sir."

Mikey replied with a simple "Wonderful" before handing her a vibrator that was buzzing away at a low setting. "And this will keep your body in its present state while you sleep. Hopefully it won't wake you too many times tonight."

Katie quivered at the thought, but inserted the vibrator into her still sopping pussy. 

Mikey then tied Katie's wrists and ankles to the corner posts of the bed, leaving her in a sensual open position. He stood for a moment to take in the site, then grabbed a leather belt and crotch strap to hold the vibrator and anal beads in place over night. "Sweet dreams Katie. I will see you in the morning."

Katie lay on her back thinking that the bed was fairly comfortable. Her limbs weren't tied too stringently and allowed some movement. And there was no gag. She just thought about the bizarre events of the day. To think that just this morning she had started a normal day that was thrown into chaos by a phone call from an old friend. Since then her body had repeatedly turned on her. It seemed like the more humiliating the situation, the stronger her body's response. It was like she didn't know who she was. She had to figure out both how to control her responses and how to escape the situation. With that she closed her eyes for the night, or at least until the vibrator in her pussy decided to wake her.



Paying a Debt Ch. 03



As Mikey and Ivan sat in their car waiting for the meeting with Emily, Mikey recounted the great sex he had with Katie. He filled Ivan in with the details of how hard Katie had tried to please him and what a slut she had been losing control of her body over and over. They agreed that Katie was progressing nicely and would be ready to be moved to her buyer soon.

Emily felt invigorated after her exciting day and a refreshing nap. She was almost to Irma's Bar and Grill where she was meeting Mikey. "I can't believe my good fortune," she commented to no one in particular as she walked to the bar. The bus had dropped her off a few blocks from her destination and she wasn't feeling particularly safe walking in this neighborhood, even wearing her conservative blouse and blue jeans. But once she collected her share of Katie's selling price, she could afford to take a taxi home. She walked past the bar to the back parking lot as Mikey had instructed and saw his big car already there.

Ivan exited the passenger side door as she approached and let her sit in the front with Mikey, while he got in the back seat.

Emily got in and reached over to hug Mikey. "I've been on cloud nine all day since you called. I can't thank you enough for taking care of me like this."

Mikey smiled and responded, "Nonsense, it is you I should be thanking. I can't believe the price Katie is fetching, and I owe it all to you. And it is the least I can do to give you a finder's fee of $10,000 for her."

"One other question. Since this worked out so well, in addition to the money, is there any way I can have Katie one more time to play with before you sell her?" Emily asked hopefully.

"You know Emily, I think that can be arranged," Mikey confirmed to her elation. He loved the sexual excitement in her eyes as he gave the positive response.

"You wouldn't believe what this money means to me," Emily gushed as she reached out to take a manila envelope from Mikey. "This might be just what I need to finally turn my life around." Emily hugged the envelope close to her chest, then ran her finger across the top to rip it open. She had never seen that much money at one time and she was excited to have a look. But as she opened the envelope it was apparent even in the dark car that the contents were nothing but cut up newspaper. "Mikey, what is this?"

Emily was so intent on the contents of the envelope that she never noticed Ivan reaching over the top of the seat with a leather strap, which he slipped across her neck. He quickly pulled the strap back, which pulled her head tight against the head rest. He tied the length of leather securely behind the headrest locking her in place. Emily wasn't going anywhere. 

"What the hell? Mikey, no. What are you doing?" Emily babbled as she reached up to pull the strap away. But it was pulled taut against her neck and what minimal grip she could get on it did nothing to release its grip on her. "Mikey, what are you doing to me?" she exclaimed desperately.

"Sorry Emily. You know I like you and I really did want to give you the finder's fee, but there isn't much point in it. I left out one important detail of the sale. You see, they offered me three times the money for Katie, but only if the deal included you. They were fascinated with the story about your friendship, your lust for Katie, and the way you sold her out."

"Mikey please. We had a deal," she begged.

Mikey smiled and continued, "Actually the whole plan was to get you to give yourself to us to settle the initial debt, so this was your destiny all along, although you almost escaped it. I can't believe you believed you owed me fifteen grand for the drugs I gave you because the actual value was a fraction of that. Guess you were too high to keep track. Then doubling the debt with the rigged poker game, we thought you would just give yourself up quietly. I was amazed but intrigued by your willingness to actually sell out your friend."

"There has to be another way out of this, please. Please," Emily begged pathetically.

"Emily, I like you. But business is business. You are already sold, so there is no way out at this point. It is a done deal. But look on the bright side, you will get your chance to play with Katie again. Actually, you will have no choice."

Emily cried and grabbed Mikey's arm, but to no avail. There was just the sound of Mikey and Ivan laughing at her helplessness.

"Now Emily, you know me and you know better than to cross me. So open up your mouth like a good girl," Ivan commanded.

Emily did as she was told and Ivan inserted a large piece of foam, just as Emily had done to Katie just a dozen hours before. "What a good girl," Ivan laughed as he followed up the foam with a ball gag. It was a challenge to fasten the strap behind her head with the leather strap holding her so tight against the seat, but Ivan managed to get it buckled.

"Very good. And I know you know how I like my captives. . . Naked," Mikey added with a smile.

Emily looked over at him with watery eyes, but knew better than to cross him at this point. She raised her fingers to her top button and began undoing her blouse one button at a time. She tried to delay the inevitable, but a minute later she was shrugging and pulling her blouse down her arms and dropping it on the floor of the car. She then reached behind her back to undo the clasp of her bra, which was a challenge while her neck was still held so tightly in place by the leather restraint. But she arched her back and her bra soon fell to the floor as well.

Mikey reached over and began massaging her pert C cup boobs. Emily initially started to push his hands off from her body, but a disapproving "Emilyyy" from Mikey was all it took to remind her who was in charge. She slowly just dropped her hands to the button of her jeans as Mikey continued to maul her tits. The zipper came down and before she knew it she was sitting in just a tiny baby blue g-string. 

Mikey slid one hand down and rubbed her pussy through the thin material. "Let's see if I remember how you did this," as he grasped the g-string in the front. Just as Emily had done to Katie, Mikey now pulled on the flimsy material and the g-string softly tore away from her body. As Mikey rubbed her now bare pussy with his middle finger he added, "Now put your hands behind your back so Ivan can finish tying you up for the ride home."

As she put her hands behind the seat, Emily felt rope slide around one wrist, then the other. Her arms were pulled painfully behind her and she was properly immobilized for the drive to her future. She had a pretty good idea of what was in store for her, and what had seemed like a turning point in her life just a few minutes before now looked like one more lousy bump in the road of her life.

***

Mikey entered Katie's room the next morning, still owing her a reward for her performance the night before. Katie's luscious body remained tied spread eagle to the bed.

"I see you've had a nice night," Mikey said, as he noted the wet spot on the bed where the vibrator had been stimulating her pussy.

"Yea, the present you left in me woke me a few times last night," Katie stated bluntly. "But I did get some decent sleep. So thank you for that, sir."

"You are most welcome, my dear," he responded. "And the good news is that your reward continues today. Ivan will be in momentarily to release you, and get you cleaned up. A hot shower and a good breakfast await you."

"Thank you, sir," she responded gratefully. Katie continued to play along with Mikey, still hoping for a chance to get out of her predicament.

Mikey for his part winked at her, and turned to leave the room. It took every bit of his mental fortitude to keep him from ravishing her body once again right then and there. But that wasn't the plan, and business still came before pleasure.

***

Katie had to admit it felt good to be unbound, as she finished her breakfast that Ivan had prepared. She was still naked, but no ropes, cuffs, or collar. And more importantly, no toys invading her pussy or ass.

Mikey entered and commented, "Well you sure look a bit more refreshed." Can you see the benefits of cooperating?"

"Yes, sir," Katie responded quickly. "It is very clear, sir."

"Good. Then, my dear, it is time to get on with the highlight of your reward," Mikey said, offering his hand to the blonde as she rose from her chair.

"Thank you, sir," Katie replied. She followed Mikey as he led her toward the stairs to return to the basement. Mikey placed his arm around her shoulders to guide his captive. Katie flinched as his hand slipped down to caress her breast and nipple, but took a deep breath and continued walking. Just ignore it, ignore it, ignore it, Katie muttered in her mind. She knew she was gaining Mikey's confidence, and she just had to put up with this latest encroachment of her body.

Once downstairs, they turned in the opposite direction from her room. Ivan opened a door, and Mikey directed Katie into the room. The sight she encountered was a total shock.

"Emily!" Katie cried out, her mouth hanging in shock. There before her was her new enemy, just as naked as herself. 

Emily could only groan in response due to a large ring gag that held her mouth open wide. She was bound on all fours upon a wooden platform, her wrists and ankles tied to eye bolts on the platform. Emily's calves were also fastened down to the platform, holding her effectively immobile. Her body was prominently on display with all holes easily accessible. 

"Here is your ultimate reward, Katie," stated Mikey. "This girl needs to be punished for getting you into this mess. So show her what we do to bad girls," he added, knowing that he needed to break Emily down in order to sell her with Katie. Although he wasn't too worried, as he felt confident Emily would break much quicker than Katie. "Would you like to start by whipping her ass?"

A sly smile came over Katie's face as her emotions got the best of her. She was normally an easy going young lady, but after what she had been through for the past day, her anger was boiling over toward her old friend. "I would like that very much, sir."

Mikey handed Katie a leather paddle. While he wanted to see a good spanking, he didn't want Emily marked up if Katie got carried away. He had put away the implements that would leave significant marks on Emily, but was confident that Emily would get a good whipping nonetheless. The leather paddle would carry a good sting that would last for quite a while.

As Katie approached with the paddle, Emily desperately fought her bonds, which accomplished nothing other than to tighten the knots that held her in place. Her begging for mercy came out as pathetic whining due to the gag, as if Katie cared about mercy at this point. Emily desperately tried to come up with an idea to avoid the impending beating. As Katie pulled her arm back with the paddle, Emily attempted in desperation to move her vulnerable ass out of the way of Katie's first blow. The fiery sting on her left butt cheek made it all too clear to Emily that her punishment was inevitable.

"You bitch. How could you do this to me?" Katie yelled as she delivered a second blow to Emily's exposed backside. "You deserve this and more. Damn you," she yelled as she forcefully landed blows three and four. Katie continued to curse her restrained victim as she violently landed blow after blow.

After the twenty-fifth blow, Mikey reached out and stopped Katie. "Nicely done. I think it's time to move on to another instrument."

"Yes, sir," replied an obedient Katie, who was just grateful for the chance to get back at Emily. 

Emily for her part had collapsed into tears from the beating. Her ass burned in a way she had never before felt. Outwardly, tears ran down her face as she whimpered and sobbed. But inside, Emily felt more erotic than scared. Despite the pain, her pussy was juicing, and she was overcome by thoughts of getting her hands on Katie's body again, as Mikey had promised. These sensual thoughts of her torturer overtook the thoughts of her punishment, which made the beating bearable. After all, this was the object of her desire administering the punishment, and they were both very naked and exposed. 

Mikey handed Katie a flogger, which again wouldn't leave any unreasonable marks. "You have created an exquisite crimson ass on Emily. Now let's see what you can do with her tits using this whip."

Katie's eyes got big as she looked at this new implement, and as Mikey's order sank in. "You want me to whip her breasts, sir?" she asked, wondering it that would be too cruel even for Emily.

"Yes," replied Mikey. "Is that a problem?"

"No, sir," Katie replied, as she moved into position to punish her hated enemy's soft breasts.

"Emily, do not bend your arms. I want your body to stay perfectly still for this beating. Is that understood?" Mikey barked at the bound girl.

Emily nodded and blinked her eyes in confirmation, then steeled herself for another beating at the hands of Katie. 

Katie moved alongside Emily, and swung the flogger into her left breast.

"Is that the best you can do?" Mikey complained, clearly unhappy with the lack of power in the blow.

"No, sir. Sorry, sir," Katie replied as she reared back and delivered a much stiffer second blow to the same breast.

Emily shrieked as the blows started falling. After the fifteenth stroke, Mikey directed Katie to her other side to work over her right boob. Emily knew that in a minute, her right boob would sting like a thousand needles and her nipple would be on fire, just as her left one did. But as the flogging went on, Emily kept thinking about her torturer, which made the ordeal far more erotic than if it were being administered by Mikey or Ivan.

When Mikey stopped Katie after the thirtieth blow, Katie's adrenalin was through the roof. "Damn you, Emily. We're still not close to even for what you did to me," she shouted.

Mikey jumped in, "Well I have an idea how you can even the score a bit more." He held out a massive nine inch strap on for Katie's inspection. "Would you like to put this on, and really fuck her over?"

Katie's adrenalin had not waned. "Gladly, sir." It took Katie a minute to figure out how to put the device on, but she soon had it poised at the entrance to Emily's pussy. "Now, sir?"

"Fire away," Mikey replied with a laugh, as he watched Katie push the phallus into Emily's pussy. It was obvious to him that Emily was plenty wet to accept the dildo. It was just as obvious to him that Katie was oblivious to this fact.

Katie pounded the dildo in and out of Emily's cunt as hard and fast as she could. "Take this, bitch. How do you like it when you get raped, bitch?" Katie continued to yell at her victim, as she abused her pussy with everything she had.

Emily on the other hand could have cared less about what Katie was yelling. She could feel a climax building in her cunt as Katie continued to stimulate her from behind. Her breathing became shallow and her entire body began to shake, as she was overcome with ecstasy. Her squeals of joy became louder and louder, as an orgasm overcame her body.

Katie finally realized what was happening, and stopped fucking Emily. "Damn, you. You aren't supposed to enjoy this. Shit!"

Mikey and Ivan were exchanging glances and laughing out loud at the frustrated, would be rapist, Katie. All of a sudden, Emily had gone from being the victim, to being the conqueror, as Katie was duped into making love to Emily.

Mikey interjected, "Perhaps that was not a good punishment for Emily. Let Ivan and I try instead. Slide aside and remove the strap on."

"Yes, sir," Katie stated dejectedly, as she moved across the room to give the guys their shot at Emily.

Emily's mood changed quickly when she saw Mikey and Ivan getting undressed. She dreaded what was coming, but knew there was no point in fighting the inevitable. She just knelt on her hands and knees, thinking about her orgasm at the hands of Katie, and prepping herself for the fucking she was about to receive.

As Katie removed the strap on she was confused by her own juices running down her leg and how moist her pussy felt. She hadn't been aware of it while she was whipping or fucking Emily, but it was apparent now. Must have been the pressure from the dildo when I pummeled Emily's pussy, she thought to herself, ignoring any other explanation.

Katie heard Emily squeal as Ivan entered her pussy with his huge cock. Meanwhile, Mikey stood in front of Emily, fucking her mouth that was still held open by the ring gag. Katie was amazed at the scene in front of her. Mikey and Ivan were totally consumed with abusing Emily, who was squawking away as loud as the gag, and cock in her mouth, would allow.

Then it hit Katie. This was her chance. She looked over at the open door. If she could slide out of the room unnoticed, she could be out of the house and down the block before Mikey or Ivan realized she was gone. After all, they were totally consumed with Emily's body at the moment. 

Katie stealthily crept toward the door, and slipped out of the room. She quickly, but quietly, ran up the stairs, taking two steps at a time. She made it to the top of the stairs, and could still hear Emily's muffled grunts coming from the basement. Elation overcame her as she spied the front door, and made a run for it. Katie didn't care if she was naked . . . she was getting out of the house and running. She reasoned that her nudity would actually attract attention and draw assistance from bystanders or the police. She couldn't wait to have the police haul away Mikey and Ivan for what they did to her. And Emily was going down too. It didn't matter that she was a captive now; she was going to pay for tricking her into captivity and sexual assault.

She reached the door, and fiddled with the dead bolt, finally unlocking the mechanism. As she turned the door knob, she sensed something to her right. Before she realized what was happening, a hand landed on the back of her neck and violently thrust her body against the door. The breath was knocked from her lungs as her body was pressed against the wood of the door. 

"Well what do you know, Nathan," Carl announced, as he held his prey against the door. "Mikey was right. He said this little filly would come up stairs for a good fuckin. And here she is." Carl's long wait in the office by the front door had been well worth the effort.

"No shit, Carl," Nathan replied. "Now we wouldn't want to disappoint her and not give her what she came up for."

In her haste, Katie hadn't noticed the office located near the front door. Now she would pay for her careless gaffe. "No, let me go. You have to let me go. Please, please." Katie begged hopelessly. It became apparent to her that Mikey had expected her to sneak out of the room as they fucked Emily. It was a test for her, and she had failed miserably. And once again, she had gone from the euphoria of being seconds from freedom and revenge, to the horror that her ordeal had taken another turn for the worse. 

Katie had heard the names Carl and Nathan, but she hadn't met them until now. But they were both big men in their 20's, and she was obviously no match for them. She knew her fate was sealed, that her body belonged to them for the immediate future.

Carl kept his left hand on the back of Katie's neck and grabbed her around the chest to drag her into the office where he had been hiding. He threw her onto the desk where she landed on her back like a limp rag.

"No, please. Not again, no more," Katie begged in a futile attempt to escape the situation. But in reality, something in her gave up at that moment. There had been too many ups and downs for her to handle the last couple of days. She just couldn't fight anymore. She saw Nathan stripping down, while Carl stood between her knees, while her legs dangled off the edge of the desk. As he licked his fingers and inserted them into Katie's sex, she realized that her body was going to betray her once again. Katie could feel her pussy warm to his touch, and she immediately began to moisten from his stimulation. I am not a slut, she thought to herself. So why does my body enjoy the abuse, she continued to wonder, without a good answer for herself.




Paying a Debt Ch. 03



Carl slid her to the edge of the desk, where her pussy was fully available to him. As he inserted his cock into her womanhood, he smiled at the audible gasp from Katie. He began sliding his dick in and out of her pussy, slowly, but forcefully. He was going to enjoy this perk of his job, and enjoy driving his captive over the edge. Mikey had told he and Nathan about this crazy chick, and he wanted to see her in action.

Katie had no more to say. She just lie on the desk, and felt the fullness in her pussy. Her g-spot was being stimulated with every thrust of her attacker, and she hated it as much as she loved it. As Nathan climbed on the desk and presented his dick to her mouth, she obediently welcomed it between her lips. She had no fight in her at that point, and she wanted the assault to stop. But at the same time she relished the beautiful cock that her tongue was worshipping. 

Nathan warned Katie, "You damn well better swallow every drop. No spilling, understand?"

Katie's eyes widened in panic with the realization that a man was going to ejaculate in her mouth for the first time in her short life. But with her pussy impaled on Carl's dick and Nathan sitting on her chest, she had little choice in the matter. She would have to accept her fate and do the best she could to swallow. 

As the session progressed, Katie's body began to overwhelm her mind. She could feel an orgasm coming on, and rather than fighting it again, just allowed her body to enjoy the feeling. Katie wasn't even aware that her hands had grabbed Nathan's bare ass, and was helping him thrust his member in and out of her mouth. She loved the feeling of two dicks inside her body. The fact that this assault would horrify her once she returned to her senses didn't matter. For now, she was lost in the ecstasy of the moment. Her orgasm was intense and she relished the feeling.

As the orgasm began to subside, Katie realized that Nathan's breathing was getting deeper and he was about to come. Her mind began to panic, mentally begging him to stop. Yet her hands kept working Nathan's ass, encouraging him to thrust into her mouth, while her mouth and tongue eagerly worked his dick. 

Nathan exploded in Katie's mouth, while yelling, "Oh yea, swallow it all baby."

Katie received a thick load of hot, salty cum in her mouth. She was stunned at the taste, and the surprise cause her to gag, although she was able to swallow most of it. The rest trickled down her chin as her gag reflex forced it out of her mouth.

"I said swallow all of it," yelled Nathan, as he pulled Katie's hair in anger. 

"I'm sorry," Katie gasped, using her fingers to wipe her chin and put the excess come back in her mouth. 

"That's better," Nathan confirmed.

Watching Katie swallow his friend's cum was too much for Carl, who was still pumping away in Katie's pussy. "Oh hell, yes," he grunted, as his cock exploded in her pussy. 

Still sitting on Katie's chest, Nathan turned around enough to high five Carl. Nathan's dick was still erect, despite depositing its load in Katie's mouth. "Want to switch, bro?"

"Hell yea," Carl responded, although his dick no longer stood at attention. "This chick's so wet down here, I really need her to clean her pussy juice off my dick."

Katie cringed as she heard his statement. She had never tasted herself before, and really didn't want to start now. But that was nothing compared to her thoughts after Nathan responded, "Yep, and I am ready to try her other hole down there. I bet it is nice and tight, just waiting for me."

"No, not my asshole!" Katie begged, finally regaining some of her senses. But she knew her begging would have no impact on what was about to occur.

The men switched positions, and Carl ordered, "Clean off my dick, and do a good job of it." His now limp penis was placed at her lips, and Katie obediently took it into her mouth. Using her tongue, she cleaned her juices off the cock, while discovering the distinct sweetness of her pussy.

Meanwhile, Nathan slid his dick into Katie's sopping pussy a few times. Once wet, he slid it out and dropped the tip down to her puckered asshole.

Katie was determined to hold her asshole closed. But when Nathan pushed, her muscles relaxed and let him enter her ass unabated. Once again, Katie's body had let her down, and she felt a combination of pain and pleasure from this latest intrusion. Her body began to tingle as her asshole was fucked by Nathan. She also felt Carl's dick begin to grow in her mouth as he began thrusting his dick in and out of her oral cavity.

Katie was once again becoming lost in her lust. When Nathan reached one hand behind him to play with her tits, the stimulation set her off once again. Without realizing it, Katie had let her hand slide down to rub her clit. "Oh God, yes, yes. Fuck me," she screamed, as another orgasm swept over her. 

Katie's reaction was too much for the men, who both came with Katie. 

Once again, Katie's mouth was filled with hot cum. But this time, she was too busy screaming through her orgasm to swallow much of anything. The sperm ran out of her mouth and down her face. Fortunately for her, Carl and Nathan could care less about her swallowing at that point. They were much more focused on their second orgasm of the morning.

Katie lie on the desk, exhausted from this latest ordeal. Her senses were again returning to her. 
As the men got dressed, she could finally think through her near escape, and, knowing Mikey, how her failure was going to result in an unpleasant day. She also wondered if her continued resistance was smart. Maybe I should just give in to Mikey, she thought to herself. Dammit, no! I am not going to give in to these assholes. I will get away and get even. But even as this hopeful thought process went through her head, in the back of her mind there was a kernel of doubt whether she would ever get her revenge.

Carl grabbed Katie's hand and pulled her up from the desk. "Time to go back to your room. You've been a bad girl, and I'm sure Mikey's got a punishment up his sleeve for you."

"Or down his pants," Nathan chimed in with a laugh.

Katie quietly accompanied the men down stairs. They let her clean up after the assault, then returned her to her room/cell. They retied her spread eagle in bed, but much tighter than she was tied the previous night. A gag was inserted to keep her quiet.

Carl gratefully said, "Thanks for the good time. I was actually worried you weren't going to come upstairs for us. But you came through for our cause," he laughed.

"Yea. I know I'll remember that for a long time," Nathan added, as he pinched Katie's nipple one last time.

As the men exited the room, Katie just closed her eyes and sobbed quietly. "What on earth is next for me?" she asked aimlessly into her gag, not expecting an answer.

***

Several hours had passed and Katie lie quietly, thinking about what was coming. She suspected that her punishment for trying to escape wasn't over. But the suspense of not knowing was as bad, or worse, than the actual punishment would be. Her mind ran over various scenarios. Would she be beaten and whipped? Would she be raped by Mikey, Ivan, or both? Would she be retied in a painful position and left to suffer? Katie was suffocating under a feeling of dread as she ran the possibilities through her mind.

Mikey finally entered the room. Katie looked up, trying to see from his face what was in store. 

He strolled up to the bed, smiling gently. "Have you learned your lesson for trying to escape?"

"Ee, irr," Katie mumbled her agreement through the gag. She did her best to convey her penitence and compliance through the tone of her response, as well as the pleading look in her eyes. She expected him to begin undressing, and she prepared herself for another round with her captor.

"I must say, I was disappointed that you tried to escape after I was magnanimous enough to give you a shot at revenge against Emily. But, obviously not surprised," Mikey stated bluntly. "The good news is that I am not going to punish you any further."

Katie's expression showed a bit of hope at this statement. She tried to show Mikey her gratitude by the look in her eyes. 

"But I am going to take advantage of your misstep to give someone a deserving reward," Mikey continued. "Emily, would you please come in."

As a naked Emily appeared at the door, Katie went into a panic. "Uh-uh, uh-uh," she exclaimed over and over, as she adamantly shook her head from side to side. She tore at the ropes that held her arms and legs tight, convulsing her body to loosen the ropes. Both the pleading and fighting were futile, as Mikey moved to leave the room, and Emily sauntered toward the bed.

Mikey added as he was leaving the room, "Emily was the perfect slave as she accepted her punishment earlier. Perfect slaves are rewarded. Katie, you must understand that, and learn to accept your fate. So for now, you will be Emily's reward."

Katie continued to fight her bonds, with no success. This couldn't be happening. Emily is a fellow captive. Why is Emily being allowed to take advantage of me? she thought to herself as she ran this sudden twist through her mind. Then it hit her. This was Mikey's ultimate punishment. Mikey was inside her head, and he knew how to manipulate her. He had reduced her to nothing but a sex toy, to be used and abused by her arch enemy.

Emily sat on the edge of the bed and let her fingers wander on Katie's soft skin. Down her outstretched arm, along her side, to her stomach. Her fingers made circles on her stomach before moving slowly up to her breasts. "Oh Katie, our first time was wonderful, but far too short. And this morning was fun, but also frustrating because I couldn't touch your fine body. But now, we have lots of time, and I intend to take in every inch of your body. You're mine and you will love it." Emily licked her lips as her fingers massaged Katie's breasts and nipples.

Katie squirmed in a feeble attempt to escape the probing fingers, but the fight had gone out of her. The ropes held her tight, keeping her in place for Emily's attack. Katie felt her nipples harden in response to the fondling she endured. She tried to deny it, but Katie knew that her body was beginning to respond to this latest sexual advance. As she had recently discovered, her body had no intention of listening to Katie's logic.

Emily smiled at the eyes of her unwilling lover. Those eyes were begging her to stop. But instead, she leaned down and kissed Katie, running her lips and tongue along Katie's lips that were wrapped tightly around the ball gag. Emily continued kissing her victim, working her way down her neck and to her boobs, until she sucked one of Katie's nipples into her mouth. Emily sensed a change in Katie's breathing as she deftly worked the nipple with lips, tongue and teeth. Emily slid over to stimulate the other nipple in the same manner, while starting to slide a hand down Katie's body.

Damn, why does this feel so good, Katie though to herself, disgusted with her reaction. She then panicked when she felt Emily's hand start to slide toward her pussy. She reacted with a lurch to pull away from Emily's clutches, but the action was pointless as Katie felt two fingers begin to stroke the outside of her pussy. Her already damp pussy rapidly began to drip juices as the fingers slid inside her pussy to manipulate her clit. 

Emily could feel the wetness between Katie's legs, and she knew her old friend was about to come for her. She doubled her efforts with her tongue on Katie's tits, and slid a third finger into her pussy. Katie's body clearly indicated the success of Emily's handiwork. Emily lifted her head and looked up into her lover's eyes as an orgasm rolled through her body. 

Katie screamed into her gag as the involuntary orgasm hit its peak. She shook her head in denial and disgust, knowing that she couldn't control her reaction, and that it probably wouldn't be her last orgasm at Emily's hands that night.

Emily smiled broadly as she watched Katie's orgasm subside. "My turn now, baby," she said as she swung her left leg over Katie's body to straddle her midsection. Emily briefly played with Katie's tits, before reaching behind her head to undo the strap holding the gag in place.

Katie pleaded, "Uh-uh, uh-uh," knowing full well what was coming her way. But she felt the gag loosen, and Emily pulled it out of her mouth. "Please, Emily, don't do this. Please."

"Sorry, babe. There is a first for everything, and this is your time to eat pussy," Emily countered. "Besides, you owe me after the orgasm I just gave you," she added, as she bent over to quickly kiss and lick Katie's now free mouth.

Katie was in a panic, but knew there was nothing she could do. She swore to keep her mouth shut, but subconsciously doubted her ability to even do that. She was beginning to realize her inability to avoid her apparent new role as a sex toy. 

Emily slid forward on her captive, taking aim at her sexy mouth. Her pussy was already wet, and just got wetter as she started to grind it into the mouth and nose of Katie, who valiantly attempted to keep her mouth squeezed shut. The longer Emily ground her pussy into Katie's face, the more juices flowed from her, coating Katie's face and running down her neck.

Katie's senses were being overwhelmed by the pungent, musky smell of Emily's womanhood being rubbed into her mouth and nose. Katie had never had a pussy so close to her face, and was repulsed by what was happening. But yet, she continued to take deep breaths, taking in the aroma of the juices running down her face. Katie cursed to herself as she vowed to keep her mouth clenched. But she could feel her body reacting to the sensuality of the aroma. Dammit, she thought to herself. What is happening to me?

"Come on. Get that tongue in there. Be my good little dyke and lick my cunt. Now!" Emily commanded, growing impatient. Emily reached back and grabbed hold of one of Katie's nipples, squeezing and twisting it with significant force. "Lick me or I'll twist this tit right off."

Katie squealed in pain, but did not give in. 

Emily, thinking of another idea to break her victim, tried to smother Katie with her pussy and thighs. "If you want to breathe again, you'll get to work with your mouth and tongue."

While breathing was difficult, Katie was still able to get enough air in to hold her ground. "Never," she voiced her defiance, albeit a defiance muffled by Emily's pussy.

Emily's frustration grew, as did her desire to come at the expense of Katie's tongue. "Ok, let's try something else. You are going to take care of me, if it takes all night." Emily turned around, but placed her pussy back onto Katie's face. This position gave her access to Katie's pussy, both manually and orally. "I know what my little dyke slut needs as incentive to make me happy."

Katie cringed as Emily's fingers started dancing on her clit once again. She felt her attacker's breath on her pussy, followed by the soft licking of her tongue. The excitement began to explode in her body as she pleaded, "No, you can't do that to me. Please stop it." Katie continued to focus on resistance, but unconsciously she left her mouth slightly open after her verbal plea. Emily's juices seeped into her mouth, while the aroma continued to overwhelm her senses. Katie's tongue slipped out slightly, just tasting what was presented to it. Katie tried to convince herself that it tasted awful, but in reality her tongue began lapping out for more. Katie uttered one last pathetic, "Please stop," but it was obvious that it held little true meaning.

Emily was in heaven, feeling Katie's tongue delve deeper into her pussy. Emily adjusted slightly, guiding the tongue toward her clit. Emily became lost in the sensation, but managed to continue working Katie's pussy in their glorious sixty-nine. She could feel her long-awaited orgasm coming on. The thought of having Katie's tongue buried in a pussy, her pussy, for the very first time, was too much to handle. An intense orgasm overtook Emily's body. As soon as it started to subside, a second climax began building. Emily's body was immersed in a rush of pleasure and all she could do was scream in ecstasy from the multiple orgasms. 

As the gush of juices from Emily's pussy flowed over Katie's mouth and face, Katie's body reacted to Emily's stimulation. Yet another orgasm wracked Katie's pussy. She too let out a quiet scream as the climax drew out what little energy she had left.

***

Mikey and Ivan sat back and enjoyed the show on the video monitor. They watched as the two girls collapsed, still in their sixty-nine position. 

"Yep, this worked out perfectly," Mikey gloated. "Katie is coming along just as I had hoped. Go put Emily in a loose hogtie, and let them cuddle together for the night. Leave Katie tied as she is, but reinsert her gag."

"Yes, sir," Ivan replied, as he headed in to prepare the girls for their night together. 

"I just love it when a plan comes together," Mikey said to himself, as he smiled at the scene on the monitor. "Yep, just love it."



Paying a Debt Ch. 04



Katie awoke early the next morning. Her arms ached from being tied above her head for so long. She yearned to get up and stretch out her stiff body. Even her jaw ached from the gag that had resided in her mouth for so long. She looked down at a still sleeping Emily, tied in a hogtie, but still cuddled against her midsection. Katie's eyes watered as she thought back to the assault she had endured at Emily's hands the night before. She shuddered at the memory of the intense orgasms she had also endured at her attacker's hands, and mouth. Katie wondered if she was becoming a lesbian, or if she had always been a lesbian but didn't realize it. However, her body had also betrayed her when accosted by men, so maybe she was bisexual.

Katie tried to clear her mind of her sexual confusion, and return her focus to getting out of this insane situation. The more she thought, the more she was convinced that the talk of slavery in this day and age was ridiculous. It was all too possible that this was nothing but a sex crime, and that she might be killed when Mikey and his cohorts grew tired of her. She needed to remain focused on escaping their clutches as soon as possible. To do that, Katie knew she had to be smarter than she had been in her earlier attempts. 

Emily began to stir, awakening after a good night's sleep. She remained cuddled against her lover, and regretted the fact that her hands were tied so she couldn't caress the body that lie next to her. She did greet the morning by kissing and licking Katie's side, moving up to the side of her breasts. Her efforts to kiss her nipples were unsuccessful as her bound body couldn't quite pull that off. 

"Mmmphh," Katie grunted angrily at the sensation of Emily's mouth on her body.

"Good morning, love," Emily responded, ignoring Katie's outburst. "God I wish I wasn't tied so we could have another round of fun like last night."

Katie remained trapped in her position. She rolled her eyes in disgust, but knew it was pointless to attempt anything more at this point. 

Before long, Ivan entered the room. "Good morning, ladies," he cheerfully said. "Time to get you freshened up. You have another big day ahead of you."

Ivan quickly released Emily's bonds, and moved to untie Katie's feet.

Emily immediately moved her hand to Katie's pussy and gave it a good morning caress. 

Katie responded with an angry expletive, that was still muffled by the gag. As soon as Ivan released her first foot, Katie violently kneed Emily in the side, knocking her, and her encroaching hand, off the bed.

Emily giggled at the reaction, and stood back to watch Ivan finish untying her friend. 

"Thank you, sir," Katie finally uttered, once the gag was removed. She then looked back to Emily and angrily shouted, "And you, keep the fuck away from me!"

Ivan handed the girls terry cloth robes to wear. 

Emily winked and blew a kiss at Katie as she slipped into the robe and sauntered toward the door.

Katie was enormously grateful to have something to wear after being naked for so long. She kept her distance from Emily as they left the room, and was looking forward to getting cleaned up. She still felt Emily's juices that had dried on her face from the night before, and she wanted desperately to wash away the reminder of the ordeal.

Ivan for his part just smiled as he observed Katie's attitude toward Emily. While she had lashed verbally out at her former friend, he also saw the way Katie looked at Emily. Ivan knew that Katie was no longer fully in control of her feelings or actions, which was exactly what Mikey was striving for. Everything was going according to plan as he led the two captives to the bathroom to clean up before breakfast.

***

"So what do you think is going to happen next?" Emily asked Katie. She was shocked that they had been allowed to keep their robes on after breakfast, and they weren't bound in any way. It was actually a bit boring just sitting on the bed, locked in the basement room.

"Maybe they are getting bored with us and will let us go," Katie replied, equally as grateful for a bit of freedom and dignity. Katie sat in the chair, well away from Emily. She wondered why their torture had been on hiatus for most of the day. "This change in the way they are treating us has to be a good sign."

"So do you want to fool around?" asked Emily.

"God, no," exclaimed Katie. "You just don't get it? Really?"

"I'll lick your pussy again. You loved it last night," Emily continued, ignoring Katie's stern rebuff of her advances.

"Just stay away from me. Got it?" Katie responded. "I don't want you touching me ever again. And if we get out of here, I never want to see you again." Katie cringed a bit at the tingle between her legs, and she didn't let on to Emily that she was responding physically to the mere thought of Emily's tongue on her pussy."

Emily moped a bit as she curled up on the bed. She wasn't nearly as hopeful as Katie that they would escape Mikey's clutches, so she held out hope that the two of them would have more time together. "Look, I'm sorry. I know I screwed up. It's the story of my life the last couple of years."

Katie rolled her eyes. "No shit. Why did you have to drag me down with you? Look at me. Look at what has happened to me the last few days," Katie said with disgust. "I have a life. Or at least had one."

"I know, and again I'm sorry," Emily dejectedly continued. "I know you'll never be able to forgive me for getting you into this mess. I guess you have never been out of my mind, and when all my problems collapsed down on me, I just thought of you. And here we are."

"Just drop it. If you're really sorry and want to make it up to me, get me out of here," Katie countered. 

"You don't know Mikey like I do," Emily replied. "Once he sets his mind to something, he follows through. If he says he is selling us to someone, he's doing it. He isn't going to make a mistake and let us escape."

"Shit," Katie muttered, completely disgusted. She figured Emily was right though, as she had witnessed first-hand. Maybe he was going to sell them, which was a scary thought.

***

Katie's fears were confirmed much quicker than she expected as minutes later the door to the room opened, and Mikey entered followed by Ivan and three strangers.

Mikey turned to the tall woman dressed in black leather, from her jacket down to her boots. "Mistress Natasha, I'd like you to meet Emily and Katie, your new property."

Emily lie still on the bed, her eyes showing the fear she felt.

Katie remained seated, her mind trying to comprehend yet another sudden, though not totally unexpected, change in fortune. She studied the new visitor and analyzed the situation in her head. Had she really been sold? The idea of this woman buying her was surreal. Natasha, at just over six foot, was an imposing figure, actually a bit scary to Katie. She had a lean, fit body with large breasts. She was a beautiful woman, apparently in her late 30s, with long black hair. Trying to make a good first impression, Katie meekly said, "It is a pleasure to meet you."

Mistress Natasha scornfully bellowed, "This is the way you present yourselves to your new owner? How dare you remain seated when I enter the room." Looking down at Katie, she added, "And how dare you address me without showing proper respect. You will refer to me as Mistress, is that understood?" 

Emily and Katie responded in unison, "Yes, Mistress," as they rose from their respective seats in fear.

"Stand by the bed, now," Natasha ordered. "You will do as you are told immediately, without question. Understood?"

"Yes, mistress," the two girls answered.

"This is Olivia and this is Cesar," Natasha said, introducing her two associates. " Olivia will be assisting with much of your training. Cesar will assist when necessary. You will address them as Mistress and Master, and treat them with the same respect as you would me. I assume that is clear."

"Yes, mistress," Katie and Emily once again added in unison.

Katie tried to absorb what was developing. She studied Olivia and Cesar. Olivia was younger than Natasha, but similar in stature. Her long blonde hair stood out against the black leather she wore. Cesar appeared to be in his late 20s and was extremely muscular. He wore jeans and a leather jacket with no sleeves, which showed his strong arms. Katie did not have a plan of action, nor did she have a good feeling about where this was heading.

Emily, for her part, stood stunned at the new developments. She felt like she had fallen into a BDSM web site, with three leather clad torturers ready to devour her. She knew Mikey, and she had a good idea what he would do. Now, she had been thrown into limbo, with no idea what was coming next. The uneasy feeling in her stomach told her that there would be rougher days ahead.

"Let me see exactly what I bought," Natasha commented, walking up to Katie. "Lose the robe, slave."

Katie did as she was instructed, once again embarrassed to be naked before strangers.

Natasha ran her hands through Katie's hair, then put her fingers on each cheek to force Katie's mouth open. She inspected her mouth, and nodded at the straight teeth that braces had perfected just a few years prior. The Mistress next inspected Katie's breasts, kneading, lifting, and weighing them. "Nice and soft, with a nice D cup," she pleasantly commented. Natasha's hands scrutinized the rest of Katie's body, focusing on her arms and legs, then working her way up to her ass. "I like a strong, fit slave. Very nice."

Katie felt like a steer being judged at the stock show as her new owner inspected her body. She was suddenly shocked as Natasha, without notice, slipped a finger into her pussy. Katie's reflexes caused her to jump back slightly at the unexpected invasion. 

"Did I say you could move?" Natasha yelled at Katie, jamming a second finger into her pussy, and lifting her body up onto her toes. "You will do as I say, and only what I say. And you will not pull away like that again."

"Yes, Mistress. Sorry, Mistress," Katie responded in a panic.

"We will begin your first lesson. Down on your knees. You will kiss my boots and clean them thoroughly with your tongue. Do you understand, slave?"

Katie's mouth dropped open slightly at this order, but she immediately pulled herself together and replied "Yes, Mistress" as she dropped to her knees. She leaned forward and began to kiss the shiny black leather of her new owner's boots. 

Natasha turned to Emily and said, "Strip. Do you think you can do better than your pathetic little friend here?"

"Yes, Mistress," Emily replied, dropping her robe quickly.

Natasha repeated the inspection process on the second prisoner. She was not quite as happy with the smaller girl, but she would still make a fine slave, once fully trained.

Katie completed the cleaning/licking of the first boot, and moved on to the other foot as Natasha began the inspection of Emily's pussy. 

"Not quite as tight as your little friend. Are you the little slut of the bunch?" Natasha queried.

Emily, not knowing quite how to answer the question, managed a feeble, "Maybe, Mistress."

Natasha laughed at the timid answer, then looked down at Katie who was completing the licking of her second boot. "Are you done?"

"Yes, Mistress," Katie answered.

"Did you do the bottom of the boots? You don't expect your mistress to walk around with the bottom of her boots dirty, do you?" Natasha added, with an evil smirk.

Katie's eyes widened at this new thought, but she managed a quick, "No, Mistress." 

As if licking this woman's boots wasn't bad enough, now the sole of her right boot was presented to Katie. As she licked, she could feel the dirt and grit from the floor sticking to her tongue. Licking the top of the boots had been degrading. Licking the bottom was degrading and worse. Katie fought back the tears as she cleaned the dirt from her Mistress's boots, and swallowed much of the filth she licked off.

"Now I expect I will see better behavior from you from now on?" Natasha inquired, as Katie finished up her cleaning job.

"Yes, Mistress."

"Mikey, as you can guess, they have passed inspection," Natasha stated, pleased with her new merchandise. "You have earned every cent I am paying for this pair."

"I knew you'd be pleased," Mikey said smiling.

"Cesar, go get the transport supplies. We will be leaving shortly. Olivia, help him," Natasha ordered. "We have a long trip back home, and I want to make sure my new slaves are comfortable for the flight."

"Yes, Mistress," they responded to their superior.

Long trip? Flight? Katie thought to herself, suddenly realizing that she would no longer be near her home. "Where are you taking us?" she blurted out, not thinking before opening her mouth.

"Did you learn nothing from your punishment?" Natasha asked in amazement. "You will only speak when spoken to, and with the proper reverence to your superiors."

"Sorry, Mistress," Katie begged for forgiveness. "It won't happen again, Mistress."

"Olivia, wait," Natasha ordered. "Cesar can get the gear on his own. Take off your pants so our lovely slave can work her tongue some more. She apparently hasn't learned her place yet." 

Olivia replied, "Yes, Mistress Natasha," as she removed her leather pants and reclined on the bed. "Come to me slave. Your punishment will be my pleasure."

Katie again began to cry. Why can't I keep my mouth shut like Emily, she thought to herself as she realized she was about to lick the second pussy of her life. Why am I so stupid?

As Katie's nude body crawled up between the spread legs of the blonde mistress, she debated whether to open her mouth to speak or just start the wretched burden before her. She decided to play it safe and just get to the task at hand, lowering her mouth to Olivia's pussy. She was shocked at the pungent odor of the pussy, and how it differed from Emily's the day before. 

"Get in there and use your tongue. If you fail to bring me off quick enough, there will be further punishment," Olivia threatened. 

Katie cringed at the threat, and dove in with all she had, trying to avoid any further punishment. This humiliation was bad enough. Olivia's juices began flowing freely into Katie's mouth and down her chin, as her tongue worked its magic on the mistress. 

"This cunt's tongue has some real potential," Olivia said to Natasha, as her pussy began to tingle. "You will have to try her out yourself, Mistress."

"That will come soon enough," Natasha responded, enjoying the sight of her newest slave kneeling between her blonde servant's legs. 

Katie worked her tongue deep into Olivia's pussy. She sucked on her clit and worked her tongue into every crevice. She had to make her cum quickly because she didn't want to know what would happen if she failed to do so. She felt a reaction when she nibbled lightly with her teeth, so she kept that up, alternating with tonguing the clit. 

Olivia's breathing deepened, and she was soon in the throes of orgasm. She grabbed the back of Katie's head and forced her face deep into her pussy, effectively smothering Katie as the ecstasy rushed through her body. She kept Katie's face buried in her pussy for the better part of a minute until her orgasm had subsided.

Finally releasing Katie's head, Olivia added, "You have done well slave. Now get up and rejoin your friend. We have lost time and need to get you ready for transport."

"Yes, Mistress," Katie replied as she gasped to catch her breath. Katie meekly slithered back to Emily's side, learning her lesson for now, and relived that her punishment was over. Katie wiped her face, as her mind returned to the dread she felt about being taken far away, particularly since she didn't know where they were headed or if it would even still be in the country. Her chances of escape seemed to be dwindling with each passing day.

Emily stood quietly next to Katie. She was dripping wet after watching the show her would be girlfriend had just performed. While she too was concerned over the uncertainty of the future, Emily's present thoughts were focused more on whether she would be allowed to play with Katie again. Emily hoped to earn more time with Katie at their new home, and intended to continue her good behavior to ensure she got what she wanted.

***

Due to Olivia's preoccupation with disciplining Katie, Ivan had assisted Cesar in bringing in the supplies needed for the girls' trip. 

"All ready, Mistress," Cesar reported to his superior. 

"Very good, Cesar," Natasha responded. "Olivia, get to work with Cesar. I want to be out of here within the hour."

"Yes, Mistress," Olivia replied, as she refastened her pants.

Olivia approached Katie, as Cesar moved toward Emily. They began by dressing their slaves in leather corsets, which were tightly fastened in the back. Both Katie and Emily gasped in surprise at how tight the corsets fit around their midsection. The corsets came just beneath their breasts, thrusting them up and out prominently. Leather collars were then locked around each girl's neck, followed by leather cuffs on each ankle and wrist.

Katie was feeling apprehensive about how she was being prepared, and she could tell Emily felt likewise. But what came next drew an audible gasping whine from both girls. Cesar removed two leather belts, and handed one to Olivia. The belts each included a strap with two large phalluses, that clearly were intended to reside between the girls' legs. Emily took the violation of her pussy and asshole quietly, albeit with a definite cringe, as Cesar inserted both dildos into her ass and cunt at the same time and locked the belt into place. Katie was less willing to accept this latest violation, but could only muster a "Please no, Mistress" as Olivia shoved the phallic devices into her most private cavities. 

"Shut up, slave," Olivia responded, angry at Katie's continued complaining. "Let's gag these two so I don't have to listen to any more whining."

"Gladly," replied Cesar, as he grabbed a fat, six inch, double ended dildo. "Open up, slave. Time to plug that mouth," he told Emily.

"Yes, Master," Emily replied, opening wide. 

Cesar inserted half the dildo into Emily's waiting mouth, then turned her to face Katie. "Your turn, honey," he told Katie.

Katie realized that she and Emily were expected to share this dildo as their gag. Katie reluctantly opened her mouth, and the gag was inserted until her lips met Emily's at the halfway point of the dildo. They don't expect us to stay like this for the entire trip? Katie thought to herself. But her question was quickly answered when their collars were hooked together, followed by a leather strap that tied their heads in a face-to-face position. The two girls stood helplessly, staring each other in the eye with their lips, noses, and foreheads pressed against one another. 

Olivia and Cesar continued the binding process by tying a strap around their midsection, which smashed their boobs intimately together. Their ankle cuffs were then locked together, followed by straps wrapped around their calves, knees, and thighs. Finally, their wrist cuffs were fastened to the back of the other girls corset, leaving them in a loving embrace that would last for the duration of their voyage. 

With their legs tied awkwardly together, Katie and Emily had to fight not to lose their balance and fall over. But Cesar and Olivia resolved that problem by picking them up and placing them into a padded box. The two girls immediately realized that they had minimal range of motion, but there was still one last surprise in store for them. Olivia turned the dial on a remote, and the girls immediately realized that the dildos that were locked in their pussy and asshole were actually vibrators. Both girls squirmed to escape the stimulation, with no success.




Paying a Debt Ch. 04



"Turn them on high," Natasha ordered. "I don't want them getting too comfortable or napping on the trip home."

"Yes, Mistress Natasha," Olivia responded, bumping up the remote two more levels. She laughed as Cesar helped her put the lid on the box, as the girls whined for relief. Olivia did feel sorry for the girls, thinking back to when Mistress Natasha had used similar torture during her own training. But that remorse was not enough to make Olivia ignore Natasha's order. She knew better than to even think about disobeying the Mistress.

"Let's go," Natasha ordered, as they said their goodbyes to Mikey. Ivan assisted with loading the cargo into a van for transport to the private airport on the edge of town. Katie and Emily didn't know it, but they were indeed headed out of the country, where their training could continue without risk of discovery by the authorities.

***

Katie was frozen in fear as she felt the box being loaded onto a vehicle and driven through the streets. The box left no room for movement, as if the bonds would have allowed much anyway. Despite being millimeters from Emily, she could not see her co-captive in the pitch black darkness. It didn't take long for Katie to succumb to the vibrators working their magic in her pussy and ass. She was locked into her bondage, and could only muster a weak squeal as her body tensed under the orgasm's control.

Emily, for her part, remained fairly calm. While worried, she accepted that she had no control over the situation at the moment, and made the best of it. She focused on Katie's soft lips as they touched her own around their mutual gag. Emily relished the luscious breasts of her fellow prisoner as they pressed against her own breasts, their nipples rubbing together ever so slightly. As she felt Katie cumming for the first time, Emily's body responded in kind. Her reaction was due as much to Katie as it was to the vibrators working away within her. She pressed her body against Katie, and enjoyed her first orgasm of the trip.

As the vehicle engine went quiet, Katie and Emily could feel the box being moved. When the sound of an jet engine fired to life, the girls both realized that their journey was indeed just starting, and the vibrators were going to make it a very long, difficult trip.

***

Natasha supervised the transport box being wheeled into its basement destination. Cesar and Olivia removed the top and hoisted the two sweaty, exhausted girls from their confinement. 

"Unbind them and remove the phalluses," Natasha ordered. "Clean them up and put them in their rooms for now. We will continue their training once they have recovered from the trip."

"Yes, Mistress," Cesar and Olivia replied in unison, as they began detaching the girls from one another. 

Olivia turned off the vibrators, to an obvious look of thanks from the girls. They had each surrendered to over a dozen orgasms during their multi-hour voyage. In the seclusion of the crate, their senses had been overwhelmed by the constant vibration. The orgasms had turned from ecstasy in the beginning, to pure hell by the end. The hours of stimulation had severely rattled the girls leaving them disoriented and in shock, which is just what Mistress Natasha had intended.

"Just relax and we will get you taken care of," Olivia instructed her captives, as she removed the straps and locks holding them together. She then removed the corset and belt from a very relieved Emily.

Cesar removed the corset from Katie, followed by her belt and vibrators. This elicited a heartfelt "Thank you, Master" from Katie.

"Come on," commanded Olivia. "We need to get you two cleaned up, fed, and rested. You have a long day ahead of you."

***

Katie looked in disgust at her room. It looked more like a cell than a room, nothing more than four cement walls with a wood door. The lone piece of furniture was a cot, to which she was handcuffed. It was not a comfortable cot, but other than her hands bound above her head, she was free to find a reasonably pleasant position. 

Best of all, her pussy and asshole were free from violation. The trip here had been hell, with those contraptions stimulating her constantly, robbing her of her sanity. The stimulation went from euphoria, to total hell, then back to euphoria. The yo-yo effect was pure evil, and her intimate bondage with Emily made the situation that much worse. 

Her determination to escape had waned a bit as well. She felt afraid and alone. While she hated Emily for getting her into this, Katie wished her fellow prisoner was in the room with her, just to break the solitude that hung over her. The silence of the room was deafening, and Katie closed her eyes, hoping that sleep would take her away from this living nightmare.

***

Emily lay in a similar room, also with her hands cuffed to the bed. She thought of the path she had followed to be ensnared in this trap. She reminisced about the partying, alcohol, drugs, and general debauchery that had consumed her life since high school. It had all been fun, albeit a bit challenging. But now it had caught up with her. This was God's way of telling her she had been bad, and she deserved everything she was getting. So she accepted her fate and would make the best of it. 

"But why is Katie here?" Emily wondered aloud. Katie had been a good student and was making all the right decisions in her life. No, Katie must deserve it too, Emily convinced herself, helping to console her conscience for dragging her friend into this mess. "Of course," she said, talking to herself again. "Katie must have done something to deserve what she is getting. It must be God's will." A smile grew on Emily's face as she rationalized that it must be Katie's own fault for being here. Emily drawing her in was nothing but fate, and Katie deserved everything that had occurred, including Emily's sexual assaults. 

Emily felt much better at that moment. The guilt of Katie's dilemma had been lifted from Emily's conscience by a deity that Emily hadn't actually worshipped for years. Furthermore, Emily felt free to continue enjoying the fruits of her girlfriend's body, if she were to get another chance that is. After all, Katie's abuse was meant to be by a much higher power than herself. Emily smiled and closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep while dreaming of Katie's sensuous body.

***

"Up and at em," yelled Olivia, as she undid Katie's handcuffs. "Time to start your training and preparation in earnest."

"Yes, Mistress," Katie replied, feeling refreshed after her nap. "Mistress, can you tell me what I am being trained for?" she inquired hoping for any information that might help her down the line.

"You'll find out when the time is right, slave," Olivia replied gruffly. "Until then, just do as you are told, when you are told to do it. Understand?"

"Yes, Mistress. Can you at least tell me where we are?" Katie inquired, pushing her luck just a bit.

"Far from home, slave," Olivia replied without detail. "You need to learn to be a bit more quiet like your friend. Now move." 

Olivia gave Katie a slap on the ass and a firm push in the back, guiding Katie out the door into a corridor. Katie noted that there appeared to be several rooms similar to hers along what the corridor that appeared to be in the basement of a large house. The room they entered was much larger and contained a variety of scary looking furniture and other contraptions. On the walls hung a multitude of whips, dildos, sex toys, and other items about which Katie was clueless as to their name or use. Although Katie had never seen a dungeon, she had a pretty good idea that this is what a dungeon would look like. The things that Katie saw in that room left a sinking feeling in her stomach.

"Over there," Olivia ordered, pushing her toward two wooden chairs. One of the chairs already held a bound Emily, who sat obediently quiet, her wrist and ankle cuffs attached to the arms and legs of the chair. Her collar was fastened to the back of the chair with a strap tied around her chest, just below her boobs, holding her firmly in place. 

Katie whined pathetically at the sight and wrestled weakly against her captor, but an undeterred Olivia soon had Katie tied just like Emily. However, Olivia didn't stop there. She added a ball gag to keep Katie quiet, then proceeded to wrap rope tightly around the base of Katie's big boobs. The tighter she wrapped, the louder Katie squealed into her gag. Soon Katie's boobs were thrust outward, looking like two deformed balloons that were quickly turning blue.

Emily knew what was coming and opened her mouth for the ball gag as Olivia moved to her from Katie. Within minutes, Emily's boobs were deformed just like her friends.

Mistress Olivia smiled as she patiently waited for the slaves' breasts to grow purple and sensitive. She began to flick the nipples with her fingers, garnering gasps from her victims as their now extra sensitive nipples were subjected to stinging stimulation. Olivia next leaned forward, licking and sucking each breast until she was staring at four erect, throbbing teats. 

"Just what I was looking for," Olivia gloated as she grabbed what looked like two metal rods, attached at one end, with a screw at the other end. She slipped the first one over Emily's right breast and began to tighten the screw. The rods squeezed together just behind Emily's areola, forcing the areola and nipple to thrust out, and eliciting a loud screech through Emily's gag as the already sensitive breast was further assaulted. Olivia repeated the procedure on her left breast and moved on to Katie.

Katie made quite a fuss after watching the painful application applied to Emily, but her efforts were for naught as Olivia calmly applied the vice-like contraptions to Katie's breasts. 

Pleased at the site of the four tortured breasts before her, Olivia explained the situation further for the benefit of the captives. "You see, slaves not only need to behave properly, they need to have an appropriate appearance. Step one of transforming your appearance is to pierce those little nipples of yours. And of course binding those tits as I have will give you a much more exciting level of pain than you would have experienced with a simple piercing." 

Emily closed her eyes with a grimace at what was coming next. 

Katie was not nearly as complacent, voicing her discontent into the gag as she watched the mistress approach with a long needle that appeared to be thicker than needed for the task. Olivia placed the tip against the side of Katie's nipple and pushed steadily. The sharp needle pierced the skin and exited the other side of the nipple, driving Katie over the edge in pain. A second needle repeated the process in Katie's other nipple as Katie cried from the pain. Katie sat defenseless as Olivia spun the needles with her thumb and index finger, amused by her captive's squirming and obvious pain. As the needles were removed, nipple rings took their place, creating a constant reminder of Katie's slave status.

Emily cried lightly as Olivia approached her with the needles, but was determined not to make a scene like her friend had. Emily was determined to win over her captors, hoping for better treatment and benefits. The pain of the needles did elicit a few moans, but Emily gritted her teeth and she soon wore a pair of shiny rings in her nipples as well. 

As Olivia left the room, Katie and Emily looked at one another. Their breasts purple and bloated with blood making their newly pierced nipples ache unmercifully. 

Moments later Olivia reentered the room with Natasha and Cesar, along with a blonde girl, who Katie and Emily had not seen before. Natasha led the naked girl by a leash with her hands cuffed behind her back. The group stopped in front of the two girls, and the blonde immediately kneeled and bowed her head.

"Very nice job, Olivia," Natasha praised. "Unbind their breasts and let's get on with the festivities."

Katie and Emily sighed heavily with relief as Olivia and Cesar removed the rope and clamps from their tender breasts, and the circulation returned. 

"Now you can see how convenient these nipple rings can be," Natasha chortled, attaching a chain with small weights to each of the four nipple rings. 

Katie and Emily grimaced as the pain shot through their newly pierced nipples, despite the minimal amount of weight actually on each chain.

"For our next act, which of you two lovelies would like to volunteer to be fucked by Cesar," Natasha questioned. "After all, he is overdue for some entertainment."

Emily and Katie looked at each other, and Emily grunted an affirmation combined with a head nod.

Katie released a sigh of relief, wondering why Emily would agree so easily to being raped. But she wasn't going to question her good fortune as she watched Emily released from her binds and moved to another piece of furniture that roughly resembled an antique gynecological exam chair.

"Remove her gag so she can express her satisfaction to Cesar," Natasha ordered, as Emily was strapped into the new chair, this time with her legs spread widely leaving her pussy open and vulnerable. 

"Thank you, Mistress Natasha," Emily uttered when the gag was removed.

"Cara, get over there and prepare our slave for Master Cesar's cock," Natasha ordered.

The blonde girl rose and quickly approached the bound Emily, kneeling between her legs. Her tongue got to work and began stimulating Emily's pussy. 

Emily moaned softly as her pussy began to moisten in response to the girl's tongue.

"As for you," Natasha snapped at Katie. "How dare you let your friend volunteer for a fucking while you sit quietly? That behavior is not acceptable, and you will be appropriately punished. While Cesar gives that slave a nice fucking, you will receive a not so nice fucking. Hook her up over there," Natasha pointed at yet another chair. 

Katie's eyes grew wide and she felt pangs of anguish as she looked where Natasha pointed. There sat a hard wooden chair with two dildos sticking out of an opening in the chair seat. Once again her good fortune had turned to bite her in the ass, literally. Katie was untied and led over to the new apparatus. 

"Have a seat, and do it right. You know what goes where," Natasha ordered harshly, smiling at Katie's panicked appearance.

Katie looked for a way out and her eyes begged Natasha for a reprieve, but there was none. She reluctantly lowered herself onto the phallic devices, shuddering as her asshole and pussy were simultaneously invaded. While she moved as slowly as she could, it was not long before she was completely impaled on the two devices.

"Strap her down tightly," Natasha ordered Olivia.

Emily, on the other hand, was thoroughly enjoying her ordeal. Cesar had replaced Cara between her legs, and his dick slipped easily into her now dripping cunt. Cesar proceeded to pump in and out of Emily's pussy in a smooth, loving motion.

"Oh God, yes," Emily gasped. "Thank you, Master. Please fuck your slave, Master"

Cesar had ordered Cara to continue attending to Emily. Cara moved up and kissed Emily passionately, then slipped down to caress and lick her newly pierced nipples. 

Emily quickly approached an orgasm as the dual attention she was receiving overwhelmed her senses.

Katie looked over at Emily and felt a strange emotion come over her. Katie actually felt a bit jealous at seeing Emily enjoying sex with Cesar, while this new apparent slave girl Cara was stimulating her body.

That feeling quickly went by the wayside when she heard Mistress Natasha say "turn it on." Katie felt movement beneath the chair. The dildo in her pussy began to vibrate while the dildo in her asshole actually began to slowly exit her ass. But just as Katie's got her hopes up that her ass would be spared, she realized it was slowly going back into her ass. As the chair revved up, Katie realized that her asshole was being fucked by a piston motion of the rear dildo, and the speed and force of that fucking was increasing exponentially. Before long, Katie's ass was being painfully pounded by one dildo, while the other vibrator was delivering a contrasting feeling of pleasure to her pussy. The conundrum was not lost on Katie, as it was truly torture to be exposed to the pain of the ass fucking while being brought to orgasm by the vibrator. Katie succumbed to the orgasm and cried into her gag, as her body writhed in the confusion of pain and pleasure.

Meanwhile, Emily was out of breath as a second orgasm that had racked her body began to subside. Cesar and Cara had worked her over well, and Emily was in heaven from the attention. Cesar ejaculated deep into Emily's pussy, and removed his cock from inside her. It glistened with a combination of sperm and cunt juices. 

"Clean up her pussy," Cesar ordered Cara, who immediately returned to her spot kneeling between Emily's legs, and began sucking out Cesar's sperm. 

"And you slave, clean me off," Cesar commanded. Emily, who despite being disgusted by the idea, opened her mouth willingly to accept her master's dick. 

Emily licked and sucked off the putrid, sticky mixture covering the dick, and obediently swallowed every drop. "Thank you, Master," she lied, still trying to gain the favor of her captors.

"Enough of this fun." Natasha commanded. "Return them to their rooms and let them rest up for another round later."

Olivia and Cesar untied the captives and removed the cuffs and nipple weights, leaving only the collars in place. 

Upon their return to their respective rooms, Katie and Emily could reflect on their situation. Katie rubbed her sore nipples and tried to comprehend why every decision she made seemed to backfire on her. Katie decided to focus more on avoiding the torture that seemed to be following her.

Meanwhile, Emily smiled to herself, gloating a bit that she was succeeding in her effort to get on Mistress Natasha's good side. She felt confident that this was going to be a big advantage to her in the near future. She closed her eyes to rest for a bit, knowing that another round was waiting just around the corner.

***

Natasha sat enjoying a dry, full bodied Pinot Grigio with her servants. They had an hour to kill before resuming the training session. 

"How do you feel the new slaves are doing, Mistress Natasha?" asked Olivia.

Natasha thought for a moment, then responded, "Emily is pathetic, and will be a breeze to break. Katie is more complex. There is much more going on in her head, but I think we have made a good start. Katie will take some extra effort though."

"Do you plan to continue to include Cara in their training, Mistress?" inquired Cesar, who had an interest in the petite 5'3" blonde. Cara's B cup breasts and soft blonde hair made her a goddess in his eyes, and he had enjoyed training her for the past several weeks since Mistress Natasha had obtained her from their West Coast source.

"Yes. Her obedience is a good model for the new girls, particularly Katie," Natasha replied. "Plus it is a good test to ensure she is fully trained and ready to be moved to Xanadu. Don't worry Cesar, I will let you enjoy her fruits again before we move her," Natasha added, winking at Cesar. "Now hand me that bottle. One more glass of wine, and it will be time to take Katie's ego down one more peg."

The three toasted, "To Katie and Emily!"



Paying a Debt Ch. 05



"Get up, slave," Olivia yelled at Katie, as she burst through the previously locked door.

"Yes, Mistress," Katie replied. She was certainly not ready for another round of training at the hands of her captors, or owners, or whatever they were. Her nipples still stung from the fresh piercings that adorned her previously unblemished D cup breasts. Her asshole still ached from the rough fucking it had received at the end of a robotic dildo, while her pussy had been brought to orgasm against her will once again. Basically, Katie was mentally and physically drained. But the beautiful prisoner knew she had no choice, so she rose from her cot and walked her naked body to where Mistress Olivia waited. 

Emily, on the other hand, bounced out of bed when she heard Cesar opening her door. "Is it time to go, Master?" she inquired of her visitor, before he could even speak.

"Yes, slave," Cesar responded, amused at her eagerness. "Time for more fun."

"I am ready, Master," Emily said as she followed him into the hallway. She saw Katie entering the playroom ahead of her, and hurried to catch up.

Natasha and Cara were waiting for the two girls when they entered the room, Cara as naked as the other slave girls. 

"Welcome my little slaves," Natasha said as they entered the room. "Time for the next step in your new lives. Come over here and lie face down on these massage tables."

Katie didn't think they were getting massages, but saw no choice other than to do as she was told. Katie got up on one table while Emily climbed up on the other. They were quickly strapped down by Olivia and Cesar, with their feet attached to the corners of the table and their arms pulled down and tied to the table legs.

"Come here, slave," Olivia commanded Cara, pointing to a spot in front of the tables.

Katie had a feeling of dread with her ass exposed and vulnerable in her current position. However, her sense of concern was misplaced as she would soon realize.

"Turn around," Olivia ordered Cara, who was now standing where the two bound girls could see her. Olivia reached up and brushed Cara's hair aside, revealing a fancy script tattoo of the word 'Slave' embedded across the back of her neck.

"The next step in your transformation, to publish your new title on your body for everyone to see," Natasha informed the girls.

Emily closed her eyes and sighed lightly, accepting this as just one more part of her fate.

Katie wasn't nearly as accepting. She opened her mouth to complain and plead for a reprieve, but no words came out. After all, what could she say? Nothing she could say would stop her body from receiving its first tattoo, and she would probably just be punished for opening her mouth. The permanence of a tattoo brought a particular significance to Katie, as she felt herself fall further into the abyss of her situation.

"Do Katie's first," Natasha ordered Cesar, who was preparing the equipment.

"Gladly, Mistress," Cesar replied. 

Soon Katie felt a sharp pain, like a knife being drug across the back of her neck. The physical pain was nothing compared to the mental anguish of being permanently labeled as a slave. Katie's mental state sunk to a new low as she lay helplessly bound under the tattoo gun.

"All done," Cesar remarked as he finished up Katie's tattoo. "Your turn sweet cheeks," he said to Emily, smacking her ass as he turned to start her tattoo.

Emily fought back the tears as she felt Cesar begin his work. She had managed to accept her predicament, but the tattoo was a tangible symbol of her new status. The permanence of being marked like this was actually more humiliating, and less enjoyable, than the sex that had been repeatedly forced upon her.

Olivia released Katie from her bondage as Cesar began working on Emily's tattoo. "Over there," Olivia ordered Katie, pointing at where Cara kneeled. 

Katie got the point. "Yes, Mistress," she obediently chanted, moving to where Cara knelt, and taking her place alongside the fellow slave. Katie looked at Cara, at the virtually expressionless demeanor she maintained while being totally obedient without question. Katie looked at Emily, who lie motionless on the table as her body was defaced at Mistress Natasha's whim. Katie looked down at her newly pierced nipples, and felt the dull pain on the back of her neck where she had just been officially branded a slave. 

My God, Katie thought, we really are nothing but chattel, to be toyed with and abused as the Mistress saw fit. Will I ever be free again, or am I trapped here forever? She was afraid to answer her own question honestly.

Olivia untied Emily once her tattoo had been completed, while Cesar cleaned up the tattoo equipment.

"On with the festivities," Natasha goaded her captives. "Who is volunteering to get fucked this time?"

Katie, not wanting to make the same mistake as earlier, quickly piped up, "I volunteer, Mistress." Katie hoped that she would only have to deal with Cesar and not Cara as well. But her primary goal was to direct the harsher punishment to Emily for once. A simple fucking by Cesar seemed like a minor inconvenience compared to the other tortures that were lurking in the playroom, even if it included Cara's attention as well.

"Very well, tie her to the fucking chair," Natasha ordered Olivia.

Katie looked tentatively at the device, which was the same one Emily had been strapped to earlier. The sturdy, oversized wooden chair resembled a wooden recliner with two solid wood foot rests acting as stirrups to each side. The chair would hold her firmly with her legs spread wide, offering perfect access to her exposed pussy and ass. 

Katie stepped up to the chair and reclined back into it, her body in an almost horizontal position. Olivia strapped her ankles far apart in the makeshift stirrups. Rather than strapping her arms onto the arms of the chair, they were attached to the corners of the chair back above her head. "Thank you, Mistress," she offered, attempting to make the best of a bad situation and appease her captor.

"Very well," Natasha began. "I will leave the slaves with you Olivia."

"As you wish, Mistress," Olivia responded.

"Come Cesar, I will assist you with cleaning and stowing the tattoo equipment," Natasha instructed. 

Olivia grabbed an massive strap on dildo and handed it to Emily. "Emily, I assume you can handle this task since Cesar is preoccupied," Olivia said, smiling at the evil twist they had sprung on Katie.

Emily grinned widely as she slipped her legs into the strap on. "I will do a good job for you, Mistress. Thank you."

Katie for her part was so overwhelmed by the events of the day, she didn't initially realize what was happening. She was so set on having sex with Cesar, that his leaving and Emily being handed a strap on were too unreal to be occurring. But as the situation evolved and Emily approached with the huge phallus, Katie finally realized that she had been duped once again. She had hit her breaking point.

"Mistress Olivia, no!" Katie screamed. "No. Damn it, no. You can't do this to me. Let me go. Get that bitch away from me with that thing. Damn it, listen to me." Katie twisted violently, pulling at her bonds and shaking the chair. But the chair was solid and held Katie firmly in her reclining position.

Katie's loud rant displeased Olivia, who commanded, "Cara, get up on her and silence that foul mouth of hers with your charms."

"Yes, Mistress," Cara responded without question. She rose and climbed up onto the back of the reclining chair, straddling Katie's chest. She briefly ran her hands lightly over Katie's breasts before edging up Katie's reclined body toward her face.

"God damn it, get off of me," Katie continued her irate ranting. "Get your filthy pussy off of me. I'm warning you. Emily, keep the hell away from me. Fucking assholes, let me go!!"

Cara slid forward until her pussy landed on Katie's mouth, muffling her rants. She pressed her now wet pussy down onto Katie's mouth, while she squeezed her thighs together holding her victim's head still, forcing her juices onto Katie's mouth.

Katie continued to curse and plead, but she realized that the muffled sounds exiting her mouth into Cara's pussy were completely unintelligible. As she gasped for air through her nose, Cara's sweet scent was drawn in seductively by Katie. Suddenly distracted by the sensuous odor, Katie became further distracted when she felt Emily's fingers sliding lightly into her pussy, followed soon thereafter by Emily's tongue tickling the edges of her lips.

Emily was in heaven, once again having sex with the girl of her dreams. She was determined to make the most of every second she had access to Katie's body, not knowing how often she would get this chance.

Katie's struggling quickly subsided, and she began pushing her hips forward to receive Emily's advances. My God, they have turned me into a sexual deviant, Katie thought to herself as, unable to control herself, she responded to the violation by opening her mouth and welcoming Cara's pussy with her tongue. Who have I become? Her inner conflict about her sexuality drifted away as she became engrossed with the sexual activity being thrust upon her body. 

Emily kneaded Katie's ass while she worked her tongue's magic on her pussy and clit. She could feel an orgasm building in Katie as her muscles tensed and her back arched. Emily slipped a finger just into Katie's asshole, which was all it took to set her off.

Katie screeched into Cara's pussy as she felt her pussy contract. The warmth and excitement overtook her body as an orgasm ripped through her. A minute later, Katie lie still and exhausted, although her mouth continued to welcome Cara's pussy that was thrust onto her face. 

"Get on with your assignment, slave," Olivia commanded Emily, obviously perturbed that the strap on fucking had not commenced quickly enough.

"Yes, Mistress," Emily responded, standing up and shifting the tip of the oversized dildo to the opening of Katie's now sopping wet pussy.

"May I come now, Mistress?" inquired Cara, who was now grinding her cunt on Katie's face.

"Yes, of course," Olivia answered. "You are entitled to a reward for doing such a fine job of pacifying this crazy slut."

"Thank you, Mistress," Cara gasped as she ground a bit harder, bringing herself off at Katie's expense. Cara's juices flowed freely into Katie's mouth.

When done, Cara slid down Katie's body, once again stopping briefly to feel her soft D cups. Satisfied that her job was done, Cara returned to kneel on the floor, content to watch the remainder of the festivities from the subservient position.

Emily began to push the dildo into Katie. The tip popped through the opening, followed little by little by the shaft of the three inch diameter monster. Emily leaned forward and caressed Katie's stomach and breasts as she eased into her lover.

Katie cringed at the pain of the huge dildo stretching her pussy wider than it had ever before stretched. She looked up into Emily's face and saw the loving way she was looking down at her. Katie closed her eyes, but couldn't get the vision of Emily out of her head. The pain in her loins was offset by the sexual electricity she felt. Her head exploded with the two extremes, pain from the dildo's size and ecstasy from the stimulation she felt.

Emily could insert most, but not all, of the twelve inch dildo into her friend. Once it seemed to hit its limit, Emily began to slowly slide the phallus in and out of the now accepting pussy. It amazed Emily how the cunt lips seemed to embrace the phallus.

Katie didn't bother fighting the feeling she was getting from this most recent rape of her body. She accepted her fate and tried to deal with the combination of pain and pleasure. After a few minutes, the pain subsided and the pleasure increased. Another climax was approaching and she moved her body to maximize the stimulation. As her body exploded in orgasm, it occurred to Katie that she wanted this to happen, and her mind was conflicted over whether it was even really rape anymore. 

"Fuck me, Emily. Please keep fucking me," Katie uttered, embarrassed that she had succumbed to Emily, but desperate for more stimulation.

Olivia watched, pleased with the way Katie was succumbing to the treatment plan designed to break her down. It was apparent that Katie was losing her sense of independence and free will. A prime goal of the training was to increase the captive's acceptance of what they were forced to do. Katie's reaction indicated an increased level of acceptance of an act that she, in her previous state of mind, would have abhorred. 

"That's enough, slave," Olivia barked at Emily.

"Is it my turn to sit on her face, Mistress Olivia?" Emily sensuously asked her trainer, assuming the obvious next step for her bound toy.

"Why would you think any of this is about you?" Olivia snapped back. "Your chore is complete. Get your ass on the floor by Cara and get that dildo off."

Emily slinked away from Katie, removed the strap on, and knelt by Cara. She felt deprived and frustrated at this turn of events.

"What exactly was that performance you put on?" Olivia asked Katie as she approached the bound, exhausted blonde. "You are fortunate that I allowed your friend to pleasure you after the outburst you provided earlier. You should have been whipped within an inch of your life for that."

"I am sorry, Mistress Olivia," Katie begged for forgiveness.

"Well, you shall suffer tonight as your penance," Olivia said as she removed the wrist and ankle cuffs to release Katie. "Your punishment will commence in one hour."

"Yes, Mistress," Katie replied, knowing she had screwed up again. "Damn it," she cursed to herself under her breath so no one would hear.

"And for you, you worthless slave," Olivia continued, now looking at Emily. "How dare you ask for pleasure as a reward for performing a simple task like fucking a fellow slave."

Emily looked at Olivia with a stunned stare. "But Mistress Olivia, I just thought . . ."

"Thought?" interrupted Olivia. "You are to do as you are told, not what you think. I am beginning to believe that you have been obedient in order to manipulate me. Is that true?"

"No, Mistress," Emily stuttered. "Or, well, maybe to please you so you would reward me, like you rewarded Cara."

"Cara's job was to smother your little slut lover with her pussy to keep her quiet," Olivia said. "Of course the result would be an orgasm. Your task was totally different, and I am most displeased that you attempted to manipulate me for personal gain. You will also be punished in one hour."

"Cara, come here," Olivia ordered. She placed various items in two bags and handed them to Cara. "Take them to your room and prepare them for their punishment. This bag is for Katie, and this one for Emily. Go!"

The three slave girls exited the play room and returned to Cara's cell, which closely resembled the other rooms. Cara knew what was expected of her, and she understood the importance of not doing anything different.

"The two of you may kneel on the floor," Cara commanded, while she took a seat on the cot. "You will learn what is expected here. Everybody does."

"So you've learned?" asked Katie.

"Of course. I don't want to experience what lies ahead for you. It is easier to obey, and pointless to resist," explained Cara. "The quicker you learn and accept that, the sooner your lives will get a little easier."

Emily just knelt quietly, feeling demoralized by the latest turn of events. 

Katie was not so docile, wanting to know more about this place. After all, information is power. "How did you end up here?" she asked Cara.

"Bad decisions. You want the whole story?" Cara responded.

"Yes," said Katie.

"I was a typical Midwestern girl. I loved the theater and wanted to have a glamorous career in acting. So, despite my parents objections, I moved to Los Angeles after high school to find my fortune. They were pissed about it and refused to pay for anything. Well Cali is expensive and it didn't take long to burn through my limited savings. Lots of interviews landed me one small part in a commercial, that didn't pay much."

"Sounds like a typical story," Katie commiserated.

"Yea," Cara continued. "Well I was getting desperate and decided to lower my standards. I thought it had worked out when I landed a part in a B horror movie. I had to go topless, but it would pay the bills for a little while. Plus it was an actual movie role. We wrapped up shooting and most of the cast and crew left, but the director needed one more scene from me. The next day I went in and he shot a bondage scene where I was assaulted by a serial killer. Once I was tied up, they stripped me naked, and the scene went way further than what I had agreed to."

"Wow, that sucks," Katie said, as Cara paused to shed a tear. "So what happened to put you here?"

"Stupid me, I exploded at the director once the scene was done," Cara explained. "I threatened to call the cops and ruin him. My contract was clear that there would be no nudity or sexual contact. I should have waited to threaten him until after I was untied. He knew I had limited contact with my family and was alone in LA, so nobody would miss me right away. He never untied me. Just sent me here."

"Don't you want to get out of here though?" Katie asked. "You haven't really given up, have you"?

"At first, sure," explained Cara. "I tried to resist. Even tried to escape once. But you'll learn that there is no escape, no options. You obey Mistress Natasha, and you survive. You disobey Mistress Natasha, and you suffer. The only way out is when Mistress sends you away. There were others here when I arrived, and they are gone now. I don't know where to, but I get the feeling it is worse than here."

"There has to be some way out," Katie said hopefully.

"Not a chance," Cara responded. "We are now the property of Mistress Natasha, and she will do as she wishes with us. Total servitude is the best option, trust me."

"You know she's right," Emily finally chimed in. "Haven't you seen how she looks at us? We're just toys to her."

"And it's better to be a good toy and let her play nice with you, than to be a bad toy and subject yourself to her wrath," Cara advised. "Speaking of wrath, we better get you two ready so I don't end up with the same treatment you two are about to receive. Who wants to go first?"

Katie and Emily looked at each other, then shrugged.

"My choice then," Cara said, taking control. "Emily has less to put on, so we'll start with her."

"That sounds like a plus," Emily said hopefully.

"Not necessarily," Cara responded. "Come here." 

Cara removed ankle and wrist cuffs from the bag and began to strap them onto Emily's extremities.

"Well this is nothing new," commented Emily, getting used to the cuffs over the past several days.

"Means you will probably be bound to something in the play room if these are going on," Cara explained. "That could be bad or good."

Cara next removed a collar from the bag.

"Used to the collar, too," replied Emily smugly.

"This one may be a little different," Cara replied, holding up a collar that was at least five inches tall. "It's a posture collar, which you will understand momentarily."

When Cara fastened the collar around her neck, Emily was forced to keep her chin up high, limiting her head's range of motion significantly.

"Shit," swore Emily, as she felt the collar force her head up.

"Quite effective," laughed Cara. "And this will make it that much worse. Open wide."

"Uuughh," Emily grunted, as Cara inserted a ring gag into her mouth and fastened the strap behind her head.

"And for the coup de grace," Cara continued. "You are not going to like this. It will put an end to your ability to see or hear."




Paying a Debt Ch. 05



Emily got a worried look on her face when she saw Cara pull a leather hood out of the bag. The look quickly disappeared as the hood was pulled down over Emily's head and eyes, and fastened to rings on the collar. The hood covered the bridge of her nose, and left her nostrils and mouth free.

"The hood is padded, so she can't see a thing and can hear very little," Cara explained to Katie, who just stood with her hand over her mouth in shock at the site before her. "She won't be able to understand anything said to her. Being in it for any length of time can drive a person over the edge."

Emily felt the hood with her hands, but knew better than to try to remove it. She just whined as she stood there blindly. She groped around blindly for a minute before finding the cot and having a seat.

"Your turn," Cara said cheerily, turning to Katie with tiny hand cuffs in her hands.

"What are those for?" asked a confused Katie.

"Turn around and I'll show you," Cara responded, placing the cuffs around Katie's thumbs, effectively locking her hands together behind her back. Cara then pulled a leather corset out of the bag, and strapped it as tightly as she could around Katie's midsection.

"Not so tight," Katie begged.

"Like I have a choice," Cara snapped back. "You know what will happen if I don't prepare you properly. Trust me, everything you two are getting tonight, I have had the privilege to wear at some point in the past month."

Katie's breasts were thrust up and out over the top of the corset. Katie fought to breathe as Cara finished strapping her into the garment.

"Now for the armbinder," Cara said. 

Katie glared at the odd looking leather glove that Cara held before her. She soon realized its purpose as Cara slipped it over her bound hands and pulled it up her arms. "Ouch, my arms don't go like that," Katie snapped as she felt her elbows being pulled together in the leather device.

"They do, and they will," Cara stated. "You will get used to it." Cara continued to strap the armbinder tightly around her arms. 

"Don't you have any compassion?" Katie complained to Cara, grimacing at the pain she felt in her arms and shoulders.

"No room for compassion," Cara responded dryly. "Just doing my duty. And getting a little tired of your complaining. So I guess the ball gag is next for you."

Katie released a little whine. She knew Cara was just doing what she had to do, but that realization didn't make it easier to accept. The ball slid into her mouth, and Katie verbal resistance came to an end as the strap was buckled.

"Butt plug time," Cara laughed, as Katie closed her eyes in response. "Relax your muscles. It will make it easier on you. Besides, it isn't even a big one. Now bend over."

Katie bent forward, and the plug eased into her anal cavity inch by inch.

"Now a belt to hold it in," Cara explained as she attached a belt to the bottom of the corset and ran it through Katie's legs, attaching the belt to the front of the corset. Katie could feel that the belt was crotchless, leaving open access to her pussy. She had a feeling that was going to be a bad thing later on.

Cara caressed Katie's breasts while she admired her work. "You look ready to go. Sit with your friend while we wait for the Mistress."

Emily jumped when she felt someone sit on the cot with her. She instinctively turned her head in the direction the thin mattress had moved, despite not being able to see or hear who was beside her.

Katie looked at Emily and rolled her eyes at the pathetic site of the sensory deprived girl. But she looked down at herself and realized her plight was almost as pathetic. At least Emily's arms were still free, while her own were aching more by the minute. All there was to do now was wait to see what was coming.

***

"Mia, I really think something serious happened to her," pressed Dana, trying desperately to get her friend to believe her.

"Come on," replied Mia. "You have told me before that Emily was in constant trouble hanging with the wrong friends and experimenting with drugs. Why don't you believe that your sister left town to get away from her troubles?" 

"She just wouldn't have left without telling her little sister," Dana insisted. "We were close and I know that something bad happened. She had come to our parents asking for money to get her out of trouble, but they adamantly refused. I know it had something to do with her drug issues."

"Tell me what you know, and I will try to find out something," Mia relented. Mia was street smart and had contacts that might be able to help find out if something had happened to her friend's sister. Mia had gone through her share of troubles, but at 19 was finally going to graduate from high school. 

Though she stood only five foot one inch, Mia was tough as nails and could beat up any girl, and many of the guys, in their high school. Mia had the stereotypical Latino appearance; long dark hair, tan skin, a sexy body with full D cup breasts and a full butt. Often times people underestimated her diminutive appearance, and she was willing to use that to her advantage. Her minor criminal record had resulted in her being behind in school, and was highlighted with an assault charge at her old high school where she had beat up a cheerleader and left her stripped topless in the cafeteria. But she had her act together and things were looking up.

"Thanks so much, Mia," Dana gushed. "I knew I could count on you. All I know is that Emily had a dealer named Mikey that she dealt with a lot, and she owed him some money. She would meet him over on the west side."

"No guarantees, but I'll see what my contacts can find out," Mia said. "If there is any information available on your sister, I will get the low down on it. I'll let you know if I have any luck."

***

The door opened and Olivia entered Cara's room. "It's time for your punishment," she said to the girls sitting on the cot. "Cara, help them to the play room."

"Yes, Mistress," Cara responded. 

Katie rose to her feet, but Emily's hood prevented her from knowing that Olivia had entered the room. Cara grabbed Emily's arms and pulled her to her feet. Emily looked around, confused over what was happening, but followed Cara as she was led out of the room and down the corridor.

"Kneel there," Olivia barked at Katie.

"Yes, Mistress," Katie responded, as she knelt to the side, watching as Olivia dragged her sensory deprived co-captive across the room.

"This slut was so anxious to get herself off," Olivia sneered. "So her punishment will include absolutely no sexual pleasure."

Olivia helped Emily onto a stool, and fastened two chains attached to the corners of a large, wooden frame to Emily's wrist cuffs. She then chained each foot to the side of the frame, leaving Emily hanging spreadeagled in midair. Emily's discomfort was apparent as she squirmed to alleviate the pain as her arms were forced to absorb most of her weight. 

"Let's give poor Emily a little more support," Olivia scowled as she slid a pole with a dildo attached to the top, under Emily's body. She adjusted the height so the dildo slid up and into Emily's pussy, violating the girl but providing a bit of support for the hanging girl's body.

Katie noticed that the pole holding the dildo was attached by wires to some sort of device. Olivia took two other wires that were also hooked to the device, and fastened them to Emily's nipples.

"Poor little Emily can't hear me," Olivia stated, "but for the edification of her fellow slave, once this machine is flipped on, it will give Emily random electric shocks to her nipples and pussy."

Olivia's evil grin sent shivers up Katie's spine as the site of her wired up friend sank in. 

"Cara, you will add an occasional whip strike to this strung up piece of meat," Olivia ordered. "Make them sting, but don't break the skin. And whip all over her body, not all in one place. I don't want her to know where the next sensation of pain is coming from."

"Yes, Mistress," Cara proclaimed, grabbing a single tail whip.

Olivia threw a switch, and the first electric shock shot into Emily. While the voltage was not high enough to cause any permanent damage, the machine was designed to deliver quite the painful jolt.

Emily wasn't sure what hit her. A painful shock tore into her left boob. What the hell was that? she thought to herself. The hood kept her from seeing or hearing what was going on. All she knew is that she was hanging painfully with something, probably a dildo, supporting her by the pussy. Something had been attached to each of her tits. And now her nipple had received some sort of painful shock. As she completed the thought, another shock hit her, this time in her pussy. 

Katie winced as she saw Emily's body writhe in her chains, a shriek giving away that the electric shock device was working. She cringed further as she watched Cara take the first swing at the hanging girl with the whip.

Emily was helpless to avoid the assault on her body. The intermittent shocks to her tits and pussy were devastating, while the sharp blows elsewhere on her body left stinging reminders of each strike for several minutes. Emily could only hang there, head held high by her collar, and take the punishment. She really regretted being so stupid for expressing her desire to have sex with Katie.

Mistress Olivia, pleased with the punishment being delivered to Emily, turned to Katie and said, "As for you, for your insubordinate reaction to your duty to be fucked by a fellow slave, you will be cast into a wondrous mixture of sexual servitude and searing pain." Mistress Olivia licked her lips as she decided just where to start with her blonde toy.

Olivia grabbed the armbinder and pulled Katie's arms up and away from her body. She took a chain that hung from the ceiling, and attached it to the end of the glove, pulling Katie's arms painfully into the air and forcing the girl's head down into a strappado position. 

This heightened the pain in Katie's shoulders and drew a whine from the gagged slave. Katie tried to find a more comfortable position in which to stand, but was unsuccessful in reducing the agony in her shoulders.

"And let's see how sensitive those freshly pierced nipples are," continued Olivia. She attached two large metal clamps to Katie's nipples, and attached weights to the chain that connected them. 

Katie winced at the sharp pain that shot into her nipples, as she watched the clamps and weights stretching her large boobs toward the floor. Katie felt a bit like a cow with her udders hanging down ready to be milked.

Olivia removed her pants and said to Katie, "It is now time to prove you can provide sexual services obediently, like a good slave." She removed Katie's gag and sat on a stool before the bent over slave. "You better be good, or else."

"Yes, Mistress," Katie responded. Without hesitation, she pulled her mouth to Olivia's pussy and began eating it with all the gusto she could muster. The message was clear that anything less would have resulted in even worse punishment.

"Now isn't that a much better slave," Olivia teased her trainee, who licked and suckled her mistress's pussy. 

Katie worked at her task for a good ten minutes, all the while hearing Emily's continual squawks at each shock or whip strike that she endured. She shoved her tongue deep into her mistress' pussy. She lightly flicked her tongue on what she hoped was the g-spot. She nibbled the pussy lips lightly, trying to enhance the stimulation. Finally, she could sense Olivia's pussy getting wetter and more sensitive. The soft gasp escaping from Olivia indicated that Katie had done her job.

"Good start, slut slave," Olivia stated curtly at Katie. "Cesar, thank you for joining us. The slut is ready for you."

"And I am ready for her," Cesar responded.

Katie hadn't heard Cesar enter the room, but accepted what was coming next. 

"Cara," Olivia barked. "Come over here and whip this slave's tits while Master Cesar fucks her little cunt raw."

Katie panicked at the idea of her exposed and stretched breasts being whipped, but knew there was nothing she could do. She closed her eyes as she felt Cesar's dick push between her pussy lips from behind, and the first whip sting strike her hanging mammaries. The Mistress had been true to her word. Her pussy juiced from the sensual stimulation of Cesar's in and out motion. But at the same time her body was subjected to painful torture. Not only did her breasts sting from the whipping, but Cesar's taking her from behind resulted in his stomach repeatedly ramming against the butt plug in her asshole.

Olivia inspected Emily as she hung in her bonds. It was apparent that Emily was adapting to the electric shocks, showing less animation at each jolt of electricity. 

"Time to ramp it up a notch, my pretty little slave," Olivia said to herself, knowing that Emily couldn't hear through the padded hood covering her ears and eyes. Olivia picked up a pair of medical forceps and deftly slipped it through the opening of the ring gag. The forceps latched onto the unsuspecting tongue, locking on tightly. Emily cried out, but was defenseless as Olivia pulled her now trapped tongue out of her mouth. She used two thin chains to attach the two loops of the forceps handles to each of Emily's nipple rings, pulling the boobs up while keeping the tongue extended down. Finally, another wire was attached to Emily's exposed tongue, adding that organ into the random electric shock sequence being run on her body.

Emily's mind was a jumble of confusion. Her senses blunted, she now had to struggle just to swallow. While parts of her body had become numb to the shocks, her tongue was extremely sensitive. The experience was getting to her and all she wanted was to be released so she could show her masters that she had learned her lesson, and could be a worthy slave. 

Katie was so caught up in her own torture that she hadn't noticed what was happening with Emily. She could feel an orgasm coming on from the fucking that Cesar was delivering, and tried to put the whipping out of her head to focus on the pleasure building in her loins. 

Cesar sensed the building orgasm, and barked at Cara, "Whip the nipple clamps off her tits."

Katie closed her eyes to focus on her orgasm. As it washed over her body, Cara snapped the whip against the chain holding the clamp on Katie's left nipple. Katie, not understanding how nipple clamps worked, felt a sudden excruciating pain rip through the nipple as the blood rushed back. Cara repeated the action on the chain holding her right nipple. Again the pain shot into Katie's tit. 

Katie's body had no clue how to react to the combination of orgasmic wonder and the searing pain in her nipples. Her legs gave way, shifting all her weight to her bound arms and shoulders that were still pulled awkwardly above her back. The painful shock to her shoulders brought her back to her senses as she fought to get her legs engaged beneath her. Regaining her balance, Katie couldn't help but to cry uncontrollably at the cruel sequence of events. 

Cesar finished inside of Katie. "Clean up this pussy," he ordered Cara. "And don't quit until she comes at least two more times."

"Yes, Master," Cara obediently replied, moving behind Katie and putting her tongue to work.

Cesar ratcheted up the ceiling chain holding Katie's arms, pulling them higher and forcing Katie onto her tippy toes to relieve the pain in her shoulders. 

Katie's sobbing eased as she adapted to the increased pain in her shoulders and the new stress on her feet from Cesar's actions. She accepted that Cara would orally bring her off, and just hoped it would be quick so she could put an end to the current session. Her body couldn't take anymore, and she was willing to do anything to draw it to an end.

Olivia decided to add one final punishment to Emily's ordeal. She grabbed a heavy metal chastity belt and locked it into place on Emily's midsection. Once the shock treatment and bondage ended, Olivia wanted to make sure Emily couldn't give herself pleasure. 

"You will learn to control your sexual urges to those you are ordered to have," Olivia said. Even though Emily couldn't hear the statement, Olivia was certain that her slave understood the lesson all too well.

As Katie came for the second time from Cara's oral skills, Olivia decided that her two charges had experienced enough for the night. "I think these two have learned their lesson," she announced.

"I would agree," Cesar replied. "Shall we get them down?"

"I think so," Olivia said, smiling at their obvious success.

The girls were released from their bonds and returned to their naked state, with the exception of Emily's chastity belt that would remain in place for the immediate future. Exhausted from the physical and mental assault on their bodies, the girls lay drained on the floor.

"Let's help them back to their rooms," Cesar said to Olivia. "I think they need a good long rest before we start in on them again."

***

Olivia backed off on the girls for a couple of days after their intense session. She put salve where the whipping got a bit too intense, and provided relief for their sore joints. She provided the attention they craved as a break from their solitary boredom of being locked in their rooms. While the girls thought she was just being nice to them, Olivia knew that it was part of Natasha's indoctrination plan. 

The extreme boredom of being locked in solitary confinement made the girls relish Olivia's visits. The attention Olivia gave to the girls made the slaves anticipate her visits, and created a need for them to thank their mistress. Emily and Katie were quickly transforming from independent young women to obedient sex slaves. 

***

"Dana, I've got a lead," Mia blurted when her friend answered her cell phone.

"What did you find out?" Dana inquired, excited at the prospect of information about her sister.

"I talked to a friend of a friend about a local thug named Mikey," Mia explained. "He also knew that he was associated with a girl named Emily who owed him some money."

"That must be him," exclaimed Dana.

"That's not all. Another of my friends put me in touch with a lady named Irma who owns a local bar," Mia explained. "She knows a Mikey who deals drugs in the area you mentioned. I told her I was having a party Friday in a vacant house and needed some X for the guests, and that Mikey was a source who was suggested to me by a friend. She said she'd check and get back to me."

"That's great," replied Dana.

"It gets better," continued Mia. "Irma contacted Mikey, and he called me back. I arranged to meet him at the house before the part to make the buy."

"There's a party?" Dana asked, a bit confused.

"You bet there is," answered Mia. "But not the kind this scumbag is expecting. Trust me, I know how to deal with lowlifes like this. Meet me at my place tonight around seven and I'll explain the plan."

"Ok. I really owe you for this. See you tonight," Dana said, hanging up the phone. She was downright giddy at the prospect of finding out what happened to her sister, and couldn't wait to hear Mia's plan.



Paying a Debt Ch. 06



Katie was miserable. Since her last round of torture/ecstasy at the hands of her captors, she had spent almost all of her time locked alone in her room. The solitude was overwhelming. She masturbated several times a day, but it wasn't enough to offset the monotony. Prior to being taken captive, Katie rarely masturbated. Now she could only dream of being sexually abused over and over again.

Katie relished Olivia's infrequent visits. They were the only breaks she received from the loneliness. Olivia would care for Katie and provide food and water. Katie hoped that the Mistress would provide sexual gratification. But that never happened, and she knew better than to ask. 

Emily was also miserable, but in much worse shape. With the chastity belt still in place, she had no way to satisfy the needs that raged within her. She too relied on Mistress Olivia's visits to keep her sane. Emily could just bide her time until the evil belt was removed so she could experience relief. Her pussy was constantly aroused, but there was no way to scratch the itch.

Neither Katie nor Emily realized that the isolation treatment was stripping them of their ability to think rationally. The process was reinforcing their reliance on Olivia and their desire for sexual activity to break the monotonous pattern. The dependence they exhibited was exactly what was expected by Mistress Natasha, and they were becoming mere puppets in their captor's hands. Mistress Natasha had performed this training ritual repeatedly, and her latest two victims had no real chance to avoid the inevitable.

* * *

Mistress Natasha entered the dining room and surveyed the lunch feast that was laid out for her. Cesar and Olivia were already seated, waiting for her. 

"Good afternoon, Mistress," Cesar and Olivia said in unison, standing as their mistress entered the room.

"Please, sit," Natasha scoffed. "Eat well because it is time to get to work again."

"I thought we were going to continue our holding pattern a bit longer," Olivia stated, a bit dismayed at the change of plans.

"I heard from Xanadu," Natasha explained. " Seems demand is outpacing their supply, and they want another girl ASAP. Cara leaves in the morning."

"Are you sure she is ready?" inquired Cesar.

"Yes," Natasha stated bluntly. "Another week would have been safer, but I am confident she is ready. Don't worry, Cesar, you will get to fuck her one more time, as I promised."

"You're too kind, Mistress," Cesar replied.

"I know," Natasha replied with a grin. "Olivia, take care of Emily after lunch so she will be ready for the next round of festivities tonight. It is time to remove her chastity belt and deliver the relief she craves so desperately. She will be forever in your debt."

Olivia just smiled, enjoying her leisurely banquet before returning to the process of training the slave girls.

* * *

Dana just sat on her bed. She held a black and silver handgun, a loan from Mia for Friday night. "Shit, what have I gotten myself into?" she wondered aloud. Sure, she would do anything for her sister, but agreeing to help Mia with her plan may have been more than any sister should agree to. 

Dana looked at the gun again and thought about what Mia had said to convince her to go through with the plan. 'It's just a .22, the smallest gun you can have.' Not much consolation for someone who had never shot a gun before.

'I can handle him myself, but having you there to help just in case will make sure we find out about your sis.' Well she certainly couldn't let Mia go this alone. But Dana had hoped that some of Mia's tougher friends would have been included, not just the two of them.

'No, we can't bring in the police. If Mikey sees the cops, he will shut his mouth and never say a word about your sister.' Dana had to agree with Mia on that argument. The police wouldn't be much help if Mikey weren't talking.

'If you want to see your sister again, this may be your only chance. Do you have a better idea?' That was the clincher that convinced Dana to go along with her friend's idea. No, Dana didn't have any other options. 

So here she was, back in her room with a loaded gun. Her hands shook as she thought of Mia's plan to grab Mikey when he delivered the drugs to the vacant house party. Dana just had to provide support to Mia and zip tie his wrists and ankles. Dana would do the rest and get information about Emily out of the thug.

Dana tucked the gun into a box in the back of her closet and tried to get some sleep. As she tossed and turned, she realized it was going to be a long night.

* * *

Emily's eyes lit up when Mistress Olivia entered her room. She so looked forward to her visits since they were the only break she got from the solitude. 

Olivia grinned as she held up the key for Emily to spy. She could sense the hope in Emily at the sight of a key. That hope turned to elation as Olivia reached for the lock on Emily's chastity belt.

"Oh thank you, Mistress," Emily gushed as the device was removed.

"I trust you have learned your lesson, slave," Olivia lectured her captive. 

"Yes, Mistress," Emily agreed.

"Very good," Olivia continued. "Let's give you a little reward for learning your lesson."

Olivia slipped her middle finger into Emily's quickly moistening slit, and massaged her deprived clitoris. The response was immediate as an orgasm built in Emily. The days of pent up desire exploded in an intense climax.

"That will suffice for the near future, slave," Olivia commanded, once Emily's orgasm had subsided. "I want you to save yourself for tonight's festivities, so no more touching yourself. Now let's get you cleaned up."

"Yes, Mistress," as Emily arose to follow Olivia. She had no intention of disobeying Olivia's most recent order, just glad that the belt had been removed, and her Mistress had seen her worthy to receive a bit of pleasure.

* * *

Katie, Emily and Cara were led into the playroom with their hands cuffed in front of them. Olivia guided the three slaves, while Natasha and Cesar lounged back as spectators. They were led to three dildos that were firmly attached to the floor, pointed hungrily into the air.

"We will begin with a little show," Olivia announced. "The three of you will make love to these dildos, with punishment being given to the last to orgasm. But no faking. The punishment will be far worse if you try to fool us. You may begin."

The three girls quickly squatted onto their respective phallus. Cara expertly ground her pussy onto the device, quickly stimulating her clitoris, using recently acquired expertise. 

Emily was in heaven at the feeling of the dildo inside her. After wearing a chastity belt for several days, Olivia's earlier stimulation had done little to soothe the pent up sexual desire in her loins. The monster between her legs was exactly what Emily craved.

Katie quickly lowered herself onto the dildo and began moving it in and out of her juicing pussy. She shuddered at the sight the three of them were putting on, however. She likened the exhibition to a Tijuana sex show, with three naked whores putting on a show for the crowd. She decided to put aside her disgust and humiliation, and focus on the task at hand. 

However, upon hearing Cara and Emily's breathing and moaning, Katie realized that her momentary lapse in focus had put her behind her competition. While her pussy was moistening rapidly from the stimulation, she was nowhere near coming. Katie panicked and worked the dildo with all her effort, writhing and thrusting for all she was worth. But it was all for naught as Cara and Emily efficiently brought themselves off while Katie bounced away in futility.

By the time Katie's orgasm exploded, Cara and Emily had dismounted and were watching Katie finish up. Katie wanted to kick herself for letting her focus wander at the beginning of the challenge. Once again she brought punishment upon herself.

"Nicely done, slaves," Olivia applauded. "For our loser, we will start with some nipple clamps; extra strong. Please apply them to yourself," Olivia ordered, as she handed the clamps attached by a chain to Katie.

"Yes, Mistress," Katie grimaced, looking at the alligator toothed menaces. She winced in pain as each instrument bit into the soft flesh of her nipples. 

Katie was then bent over a padded beam. Her cuffed wrists attached to a hook in the base of the beam with her feet spread apart and strapped to the base. This position left her efficiently disabled with her pussy and ass fully exposed.

"Cara, Emily, you will administer fifteen blows each to Katie's ass," Olivia ordered, handing wooden paddles to each girl.

"Yes, Mistress," the girls answered in unison as they took their place on either side of the bound Katie. Cara started by delivering a solid blow to Katie's left cheek, followed by a similar strike by Emily to the right cheek.

Katie's shed a tear as her ass cheeks began to burn from the beating, while her nipples ached from the clamps that dug into them. I have got to quit screwing up, Katie thought to herself as she accepted her punishment. Why do I keep doing myself in? Stupid!

"Very good," Olivia said after the thirtieth blow landed on Katie's derriere. A bright crimson red, her ass glowed with the heat of a good spanking. "Now give me the paddles and assume the same position," she commanded the two slaves who remained unbound. They obediently bent over the same padded beam, alongside Katie.

"Let me help with Cara," Cesar volunteered, as he eyed the petite blonde that he coveted.

"Thank you, Cesar," Olivia responded. "It's so nice of you to volunteer to 'work' like that," she added sarcastically. She smiled at Cesar, knowing that he was enamored with the slave. Olivia actually was glad that he had a slave that he particularly enjoyed, and felt for him that she would be leaving in the morning. 

Cesar just smiled back at his coworker as he fastened Cara's legs and cuffed hands to the base of the beam, which left the blonde exposed alongside Katie. Cesar took a minute to maul Cara's B cups while Olivia was binding Emily in the same manner over the bar on the other side of Katie. 

Natasha patiently watched while her two 'employees' prepared the girls for the festivities. Once they were bound in place, she sauntered over behind the three girls to admire their exposed asses that were thrust out enticingly. "Well isn't this just a buffet of pussy and ass," she finally commented.

Natasha grabbed two eight inch strap-on dildos, and handed one to Olivia. "Obviously Cesar does not need one. He can fuck Cara quite well with his own equipment. But you will need this to fuck Emily properly. I will deal with miss Katie"

"Yes, Mistress," Olivia replied, accepting Natasha's decision on who would fuck who. Olivia slipped into her strap-on as Natasha did the same. 

Cesar was already standing in front of Cara, driving his now hard dick into her mouth. Cara eagerly accepted the violation of her mouth, showing her talents as a good sex slave. Cara had learned to accept Cesar's full length into her throat, and took great pride in her abilities as a cock sucker. 

"You two sluts better get these dildos nice and wet," Natasha warned, as she and Olivia moved in front of Katie and Emily. "If they are too dry, they will be that much rougher on your pussies."

The girls took her at her word and salivated on the dildos as they violated their mouths. The process was awkward being bound over the bar, but the mistresses used their victim's hair to pull their faces into a more accessible position.

Katie's mouth was tiring from the large cock invading her mouth and throat. She was not used to long periods of oral sex, having only limited personal experience with the practice. But it wasn't like she could stop, so she made the best of the situation until Natasha decided it was time to pull out of her mouth.

"Time to fuck these bitches," Natasha announced. The three instigators moved behind their victims and began the assault anew, this time on their vulnerable pussies.

Emily grinned broadly as she felt Olivia pierce the lips of her pussy. She was still frustrated from her time in the chastity belt, and this intrusion was more than welcome in her mind. An orgasm quickly built inside her, and she was sure it would be the first of many if the assault went long enough.

Katie, on the other hand, wasn't so sure she was ready to accept the eight inch dildo. She grimaced slightly as she felt the dildo slide into her cunt. It wasn't like she had a choice, but her mind still tried to fight off the intrusion. Maybe the pain from the nipple clamps kept her from succumbing to the fucking, but for once her body was remaining in control. While she felt her pussy moisten as a response to the stimulation, her senses remained under control. An orgasm was, for once, was not instantly and involuntarily elicited from her body. Katie hoped that this was a sign that she was regaining control over herself.

Emily and Cara were each writhing in orgasm, entirely engrossed in the sex being given them. Cesar and Olivia were riding them hard, and the four were having a great time.

Natasha was concerned over the lack of response coming from Katie. She knew Katie would be a tougher slave to break, so it was not totally unexpected. It would just take a bit of extra effort to break her down. So without any announcement, Natasha pulled the dildo completely out of Katie's pussy and thrust back in an inch higher, completely piercing Katie's unprepared asshole with one swift motion.

Katie's concentration on maintaining control of herself took a blow by Natasha's surprise move. Katie squealed as her exposed asshole was violently assaulted. Natasha's in and out thrusting never broke stride, but now it was ripping in and out of her asshole. The pain was intense, and Katie could only think that if she had just accepted the vaginal sex like her co-captives, she would have been spared this assault. Yes, Katie thought, she had done it to herself again.

"Please fuck my pussy, Mistress Natasha," Katie begged in hopes of moving Natasha back to the original plan.

"You didn't seem to be enjoying it," Natasha explained. "So we will do this instead since my slave was not appropriately appreciative of the fucking she was so generously given."

Katie accepted her fate and decided to let her body go. Why fight her body when it just brought about pain? She began to embrace the anal sex and her body responded in kind. "Thank you, Mistress Natasha," she blurted out as a climax built within her body.

Natasha smiled as her slave's actions became more in line with her expectations. Natasha slipped a thumb into Katie's pussy and the sensation took Katie immediately over the edge. Her body tensed and an orgasm ripped through her. Natasha was pleased that this sequence of events had further strengthened Katie's understanding that she was now a sex slave and not an independent woman. Yes, Katie definitely was on her way to becoming Natasha's sex toy.

"Switch with me," Natasha ordered Olivia, who had fucked Emily into submission without incident. 

Olivia slid over and slipped two fingers into Katie's now juicy pussy. The girl responded to the action by secreting her juices down Olivia's hand. "I guess someone is finally ready to be fucked," Olivia laughed, inserting her dildo into Katie's cunt.

Katie responded sensually to her new assailant, all semblance of resistance now gone. Katie was there to be used, and she knew it.

"Do you want it in the pussy or ass, slave?" Natasha asked Emily as she rubbed the dildo, fresh out of Katie's ass, on Emily's private areas.

"Whatever your pleasure, Mistress," Emily responded. Her only remaining objectives were to engage in sex and please her mistresses.

God, this one is just too easy, Natasha thought to herself. She slid the dildo into Emily's asshole in one smooth, slow motion. She felt the girl respond sexually to the insertion, and could tell she would come from the butt fucking without any need for clitoral stimulation. Yes, Emily already belonged to Natasha. Further training would simply serve to entrench her indoctrination to her mistress.

Cesar and Cara meanwhile were finishing up a mutually satisfying session. Cesar was sad to see his little blonde slut go, but would remember her fondly. 

"Enough with the fun," Natasha commanded. "Time to get back to work. Cara needs to be properly identified as my property now that she is leaving us tomorrow."

Cara looked surprised at the news of her leaving. While she didn't want to leave, she didn't dare complain about it and took the news is stride. A lone tear that slid down her cheek was the only indication that she objected to leaving.

"We might as well mark all three slaves while we are at it," Natasha added. "Insert these into the slaves, just to set the mood."

She handed Olivia three butt plugs with what looked like bushy animal tails attached. 

Olivia chuckled, and inserted the butt plugs into each of the still bound girls. This action was intended to confirm that the girls were nothing more than cattle destined for the slaughter.

"Cesar, show the girls the branding iron," Natasha ordered.

Cesar held a long metal rod with a circular stamp at the end. The stamp's design included an ornate MN.

Katie's mouth fell open as it became apparent that they were going to be branded with Mistress Natasha's initials. She closed her eyes, realizing that there was nothing she could do to prevent yet another step into the abyss. They were being mentally and physically transformed into sex slaves, and there was no end in sight.

Cesar turned on a gas burner and slipped the branding iron into the flame. The metal stamp was soon white hot. Cesar stepped behind Cara and pressed the iron into her lower left ass cheek. Cara let out a blood curdling scream as the pain seared into her flesh. She fought to catch her breath, but complained no further, accepting the branding as just another requirement of her servitude.

Katie and Emily stood bound, their tails sticking out of their assholes. Yes they were cattle. No they couldn't avoid the intense pain and humiliation that awaited them in mere minutes. The branding iron was already reheating in the flame, and would soon take aim at one of them.

Cesar picked Emily to go next. The white hot iron came down on her lower cheek, in the same spot as Cara's application minutes before. Emily also screeched in pain, but like Cara, accepted the marking as her Mistress's will.

Katie wracked her brain for a way out, but every scenario she came up with ended badly for her. So she kept her mouth shut and tried to accept the branding like her friends before her. Katie screamed like her friends when the iron met her skin. The tears flowed, both from the intense pain and the idea that she had been marked for life as being owned by Mistress Natasha.

Then it was done. The three slaves had been thoroughly used, fucked and branded. They stood calmly, bent over the beam, waiting for whatever was next. 

Natasha ended the suspense for the girls. "Cesar, untie Cara and get her cleaned up. We need to get her ready for transport."

"Yes, Mistress," Cesar responded as he removed Cara's handcuffs and bindings. He picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, blatantly fondling her ass as he carried his blonde plaything from the playroom.

"Olivia, hang up these other two pieces of meat for the night," Natasha ordered. "Let's make it a long night for them."

"Yes, Mistress," Olivia replied, as Natasha left her alone with Katie and Emily.

Olivia moved to where Katie was bound and untied her feet and hands from the apparatus. She then removed her nipple clamps, sending a torrent of pain through the tender tits.

"Thank you, Mistress," Katie obediently recited, as Olivia moved to untie Emily. 




Paying a Debt Ch. 06



When the two girls were free, Olivia gave them two sets of ankle and wrist cuffs, and two ball gags. "Put these on. You can help each other if need be. Make sure everything is tight. Your tails will stay in place for now."

The girls worked on the cuffs as they were ordered. They did find a moment to inspect each other's MR branding. They were curious exactly how their asses were adorned, and what the source of their burning pain looked like. Once the cuffs and gags were in place, the girls stood silently with their tails hanging down behind them, while Olivia prepared their next ordeal.

Olivia lowered four chains with hooks from the ceiling and summoned Katie. She attached one hook to the metal loops on her wrist cuffs, while another was attached to the loops on her ankle cuffs. Olivia summoned Emily and repeated the process using the other two hooks. Olivia engaged the automated mechanism controlling the hooks and the chains were pulled up toward the ceiling, lifting the girls arms and legs into the air. When fully raised, the girls arms and feet were seven feet off the ground with their bodies hanging freely. The girls stared at the ceiling as they swung back and forth, lightly bumping against each other as they hung. The girls tested their bindings, but there wasn't much they could do other than hang there.

Olivia used a ladder to climb up to the level of the girls. "Now, to keep my hanging meat happy for the night," she added with an evil laugh. She attached suction cups to each of the girls nipples. She flipped a switch and the cups began vibrating, stimulating their sensitive nipples. Katie particularly jumped since her nipples had been clamped for the past two hours and were extra sensitive.

Olivia continued by slipping vibrators into each girl's pussy. She turned them on high and watched the slaves immediately begin to squirm. Between the nipple massagers and the vibrators, it wasn't long before their bodies began their response.

"I will not be strapping the vibrator or butt plug in place tonight," Olivia informed them. "Instead, it will be your responsibility to keep them in place. If either the vibrator or the tail plug are dislodged in the morning, there will be hell to pay. Understood?"

The girls nodded. All they could do was whine as orgasms built under the assault of the vibrations. It was going to be a long night, with little or no sleep as they hung like cattle at the slaughter.

Olivia just laughed and said, "Goodnight girls," as she shut off the lights and closed the door, leaving Katie and Emily to hang in darkness as the first of many orgasms overcame their bodies.

* * *

Dana stood in front of the mirror in her room. Tonight was the night. Mia would be picking her up shortly and they were going to implement Mia's aggressive plan. She had told her parents that she was staying the weekend with a friend, so they would have plenty of time to find out what happened to Emily.

Dana had dressed in black, wearing black jeans and a black tank top. She had Mia's gun tucked into her waistband, hidden by her top. Dana looked a lot like her sister at five foot six, although her black hair was longer hanging just below her shoulders. Her breasts were a bit smaller too. She liked to consider them C's, but they were at best large B cups.

Dana's stomach was feeling queasy from nerves of what she was about to do. She had turned 18 just a few weeks before, and couldn't believe she was going to apprehend a drug dealer and force information about her sister from him. But she had faith in her older friend Mia that they could pull this off. Mia, unlike Dana, had experience in this sort of thing. She was a product of the streets, and knew how to handle herself in the world of gangs. Dana was just along for the ride as she was a good girl who had never been in trouble. Hell, she was still a virgin, kissing only two boys her entire life. Dana had lived a very protected life.

Dana heard the car pull into the driveway and ran downstairs, yelling goodbye to her mother. She ran out and hopped into Mia's car.

"You ready for this?" asked Mia, who was dressed in blue jeans and a black t-shirt.

"Scared shitless, but yes," replied Dana honestly.

"Once this starts, there's no looking back," Mia stated adamantly, making sure she had Dana's support. "The key is to surprise Mikey. Once we get the drop on him, then we can find out about your sister. I doubt he will be too forthcoming about her information, but I have some ideas on how to draw it out of him."

Fifteen minutes later they pulled up to the vacant house, definitely located in the wrong part of town. "Mikey will be here in a half hour with the X," Mia explained. "He thinks the party is here in a couple of hours, so he won't have any concerns that nobody else is here. Take these zip ties and be ready when I tell you. Use two of them on his wrists and one around his ankles, and fasten them tight. I don't want him getting loose."

"Ok," Dana replied, her stomach still doing somersaults. "God, I feel like I'm on TV. This is so exciting."

Mia laughed. "Just stay focused and let's get your sister back."

The house was dark, but a street light out front provided enough light through the main window to operate. The girls chatted about school and life to kill time. Thirty-five minutes later a car drove up and parked next to Mia's car. Two people exited the car and walked toward the house.

"Who is with him?" Mia asked, surprised by the second person.

"Looks like a girl," Dana replied. "It's not Emily."

"Ok, same plan," Mia devised on the fly. "You have extra zip ties. Tie her up too, after you get him."

Mikey entered, followed by his companion. "Mia?"

"Yea, Mikey I assume," Mia answered. "And who's your friend? I thought you were coming alone."

"No big deal," Mikey reassured her. "This is Carrie. She's just along to learn the trade. You have the money we agreed upon?"

"No," Mia replied, stepping out of the shadows with her gun drawn. "There's been a change in plans. Get your hands up, both of you. Dana has a gun at your back as well, so don't try anything." Mia took Mikey's gun from his waist band while keeping her gun trained on Mikey.

"Tie them up, Dana," Mia ordered.

Dana quickly moved behind Mikey and zip tied his hands and feet. She repeated the process with Carrie, his blonde friend. The two drug dealers stood immobilized in the dimly lit house, their hands tied behind their backs while trying to balance with their feet tied together.

"The drugs are out in my car," Mikey said. "Take them and leave." He was mad at himself for being sloppy, but just wanted out of the situation for now. He could deal with these thieves at a later time.

"It's not what you think, Mikey," Mia explained. "You can keep your drugs. And we don't want to hurt you either. We are just looking for some information. You see Dana here is missing her sister Emily. Sound familiar?"

"No," Mikey lied. "Don't know an Emily."

"She owed you money," Mia continued. "Hard to imagine you not remembering someone who owed you money."

"No idea what you are talking about," Mikey continued his story of denial.

Dana's heart was racing as she held the gun on the two captives. She was content to let Mia do the interrogation, confident Mia knew what she was doing.

"What about you honey?" Mia continued, turning to Carrie. "Know anything about Emily?"

"I never heard of her before," Carrie replied, her voice shaking in fear.

"Well I'm not surprised," stated Mia. "Let's see if we can't jog your memories."

Mia tucked her gun in the back of her pants and approached Carrie. "So you know nothing?" Mia asked. "Let's have a little fun and see if your memory improves." Mia's hands slipped down and undid the button to Carrie's jeans.

"What are you doing?" Carrie asked in a panic, as Mia pulled her jeans and panties down to her knees.

"You're a cute little thing," Mia replied. "Just seeing what we have here." Her hands slid up and lifted Carrie's t-shirt and bra up, letting her big boobs spill out and hang in front of her. Mia slid a finger into Carrie's pussy and roughly grabbed one of her nipples, giving it a painful twist. "Sure you don't remember Emily?"

"Oh God, please believe me," Carrie begged. "I don't have any idea who you are talking about." 

Carrie's sobbing convinced Mia that she was telling the truth.

"What about you, Mikey?" Mia turned toward the other captive. "Does your memory need some help?" Mia undid Mikey's pants and pulled his pants and underwear down to his knees. "Not too impressive."

Mikey just glared at Mia, choosing not to say anything.

Mia gave Mikey a shove, and he tumbled backwards onto his bare ass. 

"Carrie, see if you can give Mikey a little help in looking a bit more manly," Mia said to her female captive. "Suck that little thing and let's see what pops up."

"Oh God," Carrie gasped. This was definitely not what she had signed up for, but she saw no choice as she was tightly bound and held at gunpoint. Carrie awkwardly struggled down to her knees and began to lick Mikey's dick.

"What's the point of this?" Mikey snapped at his captors.

"Shut up," Mia yelled. "Unless you're ready to talk about Emily, you don't say anything. Got it?"

Mikey sat quietly, feeling his dick begin to grow from Carrie's talented stimulation. He had planned to have his way with Carrie at some point in the near future, just not tonight and not under duress.

"When he comes, don't you dare spill a drop or swallow it," Mia ordered. "Understand?"

"Mm hmm," Carrie confirmed, her mouth too full to talk.

Dana was amazed by what Mia was doing. She had no clue why she was having them have sex or what the point was, but she trusted her friend. So she sat back quietly, gun in hand, enjoying the show.

Mikey could control himself no longer. He didn't understand how his getting a blow job was going to help Dana find her sister, but at that point he didn't care. He spewed his come into Carrie's mouth. Carrie for her part coughed slightly, but held the jizz in her mouth as she was ordered.

"Good," Mia stated. "Now give your boyfriend a big kiss. Do you know what snowballing is?"

Carrie nodded.

"Do it," Mia snapped, smiling evilly at Mikey as he realized what Carrie had been told to do.

"Bullshit," Mikey said angrily. "No way that is happening." He snapped his mouth shut tightly as Carrie brought her semen loaded mouth up to his. 

"Oh, you're going to take it from her, trust me," Mia said. 

As Mikey kept his mouth tightly shut, Mia reached down between his legs and grabbed his balls in her fist.

A vicious squeeze got Mikey's attention and he knew he was screwed. He kept his mouth closed for a few seconds, but the pain was excruciating and he relented, opening his mouth. Carrie spit his load into his mouth.

"That's better," Mia said triumphantly. "Now swallow like a good boy."

Mikey swallowed the salty solution, He said nothing, but his angry glare spoke volumes.

"Now, does that jog your memory about Emily or do we go on with our fun? Mia asked. "I can just slice your balls off if that will help you remember."

"No, enough, You win," Mikey conceded, looking up at Dana. " Yes I know your sister. She owed me money and was having trouble paying me back. But she doesn't owe me anything anymore, so I have lost track of her."

Dana was crushed that she was so close to finding Emily, but that Mikey didn't know where she was anymore.

Mia was not so easily convinced, however. "Not good enough. What do you know about Emily? You better tell us if you want to keep your balls."

"Listen," Mikey stalled, trying to come up with a plan to save his manhood. "I can take you to the last location where I knew Emily was. She may still be there. If not, someone should know where she is at now. I can at least get you in the door. Then you're on your own."

"That's more like it," Mia stated triumphantly. She knew they were getting close to finding her friend's sister and the success was invigorating.

"Untie us and you can follow us over, Mikey offered. "It's not far from here."

"Nice try, asshole," Mia responded. "Dana, release their feet so they can walk. But keep your gun on them and shoot if they try anything. I'll be driving while Mikey gives directions."

With that the four piled into Mia's car and they headed off. Ten minutes later, they pulled up to a big, old house.

"This is the place," Mikey explained. "Let me do the talking and I'll get you in the front door."

"No tricks," Mia warned. "My gun will be in your back and I won't hesitate shooting you. Dana, keep your gun in Carrie's back and stay close behind me. Bring the extra zip ties, too."

"Ok," Dana responded. Her stomach was once again turning as they got closer to her sister.

"Almost done," Mia whispered to Dana with a wink. "She's either here, or someone here knows where she is. I know it."

Dana just smiled in return, ecstatic that she was about to find Emily.

They approached the door and knocked loudly. 

The peephole in the door was more like a tiny window that slid open. The door remained locked and a male voice inside asked through the hole, "What do you want?"

"It's Mikey. I have some friends here who want to discuss business. I can vouch for them."

"What kind of business?" asked the skeptical voice.

"Just open up and I'll explain it to the boss," Mikey cajoled.

The peep hole slid shut, and a minute later the door slowly creaked open. A large man stood in the doorway, blocking their progress.

Mia pushed Mikey forward and slid the gun from behind his back so the man could see that she was armed. "Let us in, now," she ordered, as the man backed up down the entryway. The door closed behind them.

"Everybody does what I say and nobody gets hurt," Mia announced. "Keep your hands where I can see them. Mikey here says there is a girl named Emily here, and we're going to see her right now. Understand?"

"You can't just barge in here with a gun," the big man said. 

"I can, and I have," Mia responded. "Dana, zip tie his hands behind his back and check him for a gun, then we can find out what he knows about Emily."

"I don't think that's happening, miss," the man stated with a grin. "Your friend seems to be indisposed at the moment."

Mia turned to see that two men had somehow snuck up behind them. One held his hand over Dana's mouth. He had disarmed her and had the black and silver gun pointed at Dana's temple.

"Let he go now or I shoot Mikey," Mia threatened in a panic, as her plan hit its first glitch. 

"Please do," responded the man with a chuckle. "I may shoot him myself for helping you get through our door."

Mia realized that her position had weakened immensely. "Look, we just want some information on her sister Emily and we will leave. We don't want any trouble. Just let Dana go and we can talk."

"A little late for that, honey," the man countered. "You got trouble."

Mia pointed the gun directly toward the man, trying to keep him at bay while she thought of what to do next. She heard Dana shriek behind her. Averting her eyes she saw that the man holding her had removed his hand from her mouth and shoved the barrel of the gun into Dana's mouth. 

Sensing the moment of distraction, the big man reached out and grabbed Mia's gun hand. 

Mia pulled the trigger in desperation, but the bullet lodged harmlessly in the ceiling. She felt the gun ripped from her hand by her powerful adversary. As a last shot she grabbed her knife and rushed toward the man, swinging the blade at his face. But before the knife could find its target, a fist ripped into her midsection, knocking the air from her lungs. Mia dropped the knife and tried to regain her breath. Before she could react again, she felt the steel of handcuffs locking onto her wrists. Mia realized that she had finally bitten off more than she could chew, and she and Dana were in real trouble.

"Nicely done, Ivan," Mikey thanked his loyal employee. "What was the crack about shooting me yourself though?"

Ivan just laughed. "It worked. She gave up on shooting you at that point and moved the gun to where I had access to it."

Turning to Carl and Nathan, Mikey added, "And nicely done as well. Way to sneak up on them."

"No problem, boss," Nathan replied, as he cut the zip ties holding the hands of Mikey and Carrie.

"What are we doing with these two?" Ivan asked.

"Ok, we need to move fast on this one," Mikey replied. "I don't know who they have talked to. The police are also going to look at their disappearance closely seeing it comes on the heels of her sister's disappearance. Ivan, you and Nathan chain these two up in the basement for now. Carl, get their car to the chop shop. I want it in a thousand pieces by morning. Drop Carrie off so she can pick up my car that is still sitting at their supposed party house. I will make a call to see if we can unload them quickly. If not, we will dispose of them more permanently."

Mia didn't like the sound of anything Mikey had said. "Please, you don't have to do this. I'm sorry I screwed up so bad. We really just want to find Emily. We won't go to the police and we'll never bother you again."

Dana chimed in, "Yes, please. We're sorry."

"Shut up bitch," Mikey snapped at Mia. "I think I owe you after tonight. You will be sorry for what you did."

Mia realized the trouble they were in and just prayed that her friends realized her situation, and could somehow save her ass. She had to stall to allow that to happen, but that might not be possible. 

Mia and Dana were led downstairs, their handcuffed hands fastened to hooks in the ceiling. They were left standing alone in the cool basement to consider their fate.

"What's going to happen to us?" Dana asked her friend, as she began to cry.

"I don't know for sure," Mia replied. "But if you know any good prayers, you better start saying them."

* * *

Mikey was in his office, on the telephone. "Listen Natasha, circumstances don't allow our usual accommodations. I can't keep them here past tomorrow. It's just too dangerous. I normally wouldn't ask you to take two raw captives, but I thought since one of them was the sister of Emily, you might make an exception. I don't have too many options at this point."

Mikey listened to the response before ending the conversation. " Yes, that price is very low, but I understand this is an extreme situation. I'll gladly accept your offer and I will see you tomorrow afternoon then."

Mikey hung up and collapsed into his chair. "Quite a night indeed," he said to himself. "Well Dana, looks like you are going to see your sister after all. It just won't be the reunion you had envisioned."

Mikey relaxed and put his feet up on the desk. He pondered the next big question; just how would he extract his revenge on Mia for humiliating him.



Paying a Debt Ch. 07



Olivia flipped on the lights, and laughed at her two remaining trainees. Katie and Emily had clearly had no sleep during the night. Emily was writhing in the throes of an orgasm at that very moment. From the amount of sweat dripping from the two naked, hanging girls, it was apparent that the stimulation Olivia had provided the night before had worked wonders on their bodies.

Katie looked pleadingly at Olivia when she walked in. She had lost count of the orgasms she had experienced overnight. Somehow the vibrators in her pussy and on her nipples, combined with the butt plug tail, combined with the helplessness of being hung like a side of beef, were just too much for her body to handle. Katie was exhausted and needed her Mistress to provide merciful relief. And from the sounds Emily had been making in the dark room all night, Katie was sure Emily needed a break as well.

"Well let's get you two down from there and cleaned up," Olivia announced. "Cara is off to her new home, but we have two new playmates coming tonight. That means you will be restrained for the day while we retrieve them."

Olivia lowered the girls to the ground and removed their cuffs, gags, tails and vibrators. "Move quickly if you want breakfast before we leave."

The girls were definitely hungry and tired, and moved quickly to maximize the time they had to relax before the next ordeal began.

* * *

Olivia and Cesar worked to securely chain up their two slaves. They were looking at a long day of travel to pick up new slaves, and needed to ensure that Katie and Emily would not escape. Even though they were confident that their training had progressed to the point that there was little risk, they would be secured just in case. The girls would be sharing Katie's cell for the day.

Katie and Emily were forced onto the cot facing away from each other on all fours. Their wrists were securely chained to the end of the bed frame. The girls' ankles were shackled together, then chained to the frame of the bed.

"That should keep them secure," Cesar remarked. 

"Yea," replied Olivia. "Let's give them something to keep them busy. I'll be right back."

Olivia left the room, while Cesar rubbed the girls' asses.

Emily moaned softly at the touch. Katie arched her back a bit, but refused to verbally confirm that she enjoyed the attention.

Olivia returned with a pair of dildos and a pair of double ended dildos. "Here, connect our lovely guests with these," Olivia commanded Cesar, handing him the two double ended dildos. 

"Gladly," Cesar responded, as he slid the first end into Katie's moist pussy. "Damn, this one's getting to the point where she's wet all the time."

Katie closed her eyes in shame, knowing that what her Master said was true. 

The other end of the dildo slid into Emily's juicy cunt. "This one is soaking wet," Cesar laughed. "No surprise there."

Emily closed her eyes, not in shame, but in satisfaction as her pussy was once again being pleasantly filled.

"Next," announced Cesar, slipping the second dildo into Emily's asshole. "And for you," he continued, inserting the other end into Katie's ass. "Nicely joined, if I do say so myself."

"Perfect," Olivia said approvingly. "Now, open wide," she ordered Katie, inserting one of the regular dildos into her mouth. "Keep it in there now," she ordered the slave. 

The dildo came complete with balls and a base, so Katie could let the dildo rest on the bed while she kept her mouth firmly over the shaft.

"You too Miss Emily," Olivia commanded, inserting the other identical dildo into Emily's mouth. "We have a camera on you, so make sure you both keep those in your mouth the entire day. If I see you let it slip out, even for a minute, you will be severely punished."

Katie and Emily knew that there was no way those dildos would be slipping out of their mouths with that threat hanging over their heads. And there was no way the dildos would be slipping out of their pussies or assholes. With their rear ends forced so closely together in their bound position, there was more than enough dildo inside each orifice to prevent any end from slipping out.

"Have fun you two." Olivia teased, as she and Cesar left the room. They rushed upstairs, knowing they had a long trek ahead of them, traveling to pick up the new stock.

Katie considered her options as her owners left. She could try to escape while they were picking up the new slaves, although she was securely chained to the bed. If she failed, she was sure that the punishment would be severe. As she wrestled with her options, she felt Emily begin to rock as much as her bonds would allow. Is she really trying to get off again? "Mmmpphhh," Katie grunted, trying to get Emily to stop. But it didn't faze her co-captive, who continued to rock the two dildos in and out of her pussy and asshole.

Emily began to moan as her body reacted to the motion of the two inanimate dicks. She knew Katie didn't like what she was doing, but she couldn't care less. Her mistress wasn't there to please, so her only other concern was to get herself off.

Katie began to get angry at Emily's actions. She wondered why Emily couldn't control herself for one minute. But as she pondered Emily's libido, the friction of Emily's movements started to stimulate Katie's pussy. Oh shit, that feels good, Katie thought to herself as she fought to control herself. But as she fought off the urge to replicate Emily's lack of self control, her body subconsciously began to rock against the two dildos. By the time Katie realized her body was moving, the stimulation had become too strong to stop.

Emily was nearing orgasm, and the feeling of Katie fucking the dildos with her put her over the top. She was in heaven, between the orgasm that had just rocked her body and the thought of fucking her sexy co-captive Katie all day long while they were tied up. Yes, Emily knew this was going to be a good day. 

Katie's thoughts just drifted away and she let her body engulf itself in the sex. Katie knew that she needed to keep her mind on the situation they were in because this might be their last chance to escape. But her mind refused to follow that lead, instead being swallowed up by the bondage and sex. Yes, Katie had slipped one more notch into her new role as a sex slave. Katie's new slave instincts took over and prevented her from attempting any escape. Instead Katie focused on fucking the dildos while keeping the other rubber cock safely in her mouth.

Katie and Emily had both been transformed into good, trustworthy slaves by Natasha and her minions.

* * *

After getting some rest, Mikey and Carrie headed downstairs to confront their recent tormentors. "Mia is more than deserving of payback for what she did last night," Mikey said to Carrie, the anger apparent in his voice.

"You have at it," Carrie responded, humored by her new boss's anger at his adversary. 

Mia and Dana had endured a long night hanging by their cuffed wrists. They half stood, half hung from the ceiling, their joints tired and sore from the hours stuck in this position. They perked up and stood tall as they saw Mikey and Carrie approach.

Mia glared evilly at her two captors. Dana, unlike Mia, showed her fear and begged for mercy. "Oh please let us go," she groveled. "I just want to go home. Pleeease."

"Not happening, sweetheart," Mikey replied matter-of-factly. 

"Aaahh, she's so cute," cooed Carrie, as she brushed her hand along Dana's cheek. "I just love that black hair and those sweet little titties. Can I have her, Mikey?"

"Sure," Mikey replied. His concerns were focused on Mia, not Dana.

"What do you mean can you have me?" squealed Dana, not liking the tone of the conversation.

Carrie's response was to drop her hand down and grab her left boob through her shirt and bra. "You know exactly what I mean."

"Noooo," Dana cried. "Mia, help me!"

"Shut up," Mia snapped. "If you can't stop her, then you'll take whatever she gives you." Mia anger at Dana became apparent. After all, she'd had all night to think of how Dana screwed up by being so easily disarmed and captured. If Dana had done her part, they would be out of there with information on Emily. She blamed Dana for the fact that she was standing there at the mercy of a man who detested her very existence. 

"No, please," begged Dana to Carrie. "I am not like that. I don't like girls. Actually, I've never even been with a boy. Just please let me go."

"Hear that, Mikey," Carrie laughed. "We got us a virgin."

Mikey's eyebrows raised as he heard the surprising news. "Well don't you worry little lady. We won't let that affliction persist," Mikey said. "I am sure we can remedy your virginity as soon as Carrie is done taking your lesbian virginity."

Dana panicked when she realized that she was about to be used sexually by both a girl and a guy. She pulled away from Carrie, but couldn't really go anywhere with her hands bound to the ceiling. 

Carrie easily pulled Dana back against her body, once again playing with her breasts through her shirt. "Let's see what we've got to play with here," she said as she dropped one hand down to undo the button on Dana's black jeans.

The tears started to flow when Dana felt the button on her pants pop open, followed by the zipper sliding down. The looseness of her jeans suddenly made her feel very vulnerable. As she felt the pants slide down over her hips and grab her underwear as it slid down to her legs, Dana's tears turned to audible sobs as she pleadingly shook her head side to side futilely as Carrie removed her pants and shoes, leaving her naked from the waist down.

"Just keep quiet and take it, honey," Carrie ordered. "We are going to do whatever I say, understand?"

Dana nodded as she continued to cry, standing helpless and exposed before this molester. She opened her mouth to scream as Carrie slid a finger into her dry, tight pussy. But no sound came out. Dana was in shock, and was forced to accept the nightmare that was occurring. Nobody had ever touched her there before, and this is not how she envisioned her first time.

Carrie kissed Dana lightly on the lips and neck as she worked the teen's pussy. She felt the juices begin to flow as her finger met less and less resistance. 

"Let's see the rest of you, before you get too excited down there," Carrie commented, removing her finger from her victim. Taking a knife from her pocket, Carrie cut the straps to Dana's tank top. The shirt slid easily down Dana's body, landing on the floor with her jeans. She then took the knife and cut a hole into the front of the left cup of Dana's little black bra. 

Dana gasped as she felt the cool air hit her nipple. Soon, Carrie had repeated the act, exposing her right nipple. Dana wanted to plead with Carrie to stop the assault, but remembered the order to keep quiet. She closed her eyes so she didn't have to watch. But she could feel a tongue tickling her nipples at will.

"God those are tasty," Carrie said passionately. "The hell with this. I want those tits." With that the knife slashed the bra straps, which fell to the floor with the rest of Dana's clothing.

Now standing totally naked, her hands still bound above her head, Dana felt thoroughly humiliated. She was completely exposed to not only her attacker, but Mikey and Mia who were watching the ordeal unfold. "Please, no more," she begged, as Carrie roughly mauled her breasts with her hands and tongue.

"Oh, definitely going to be more," Carrie replied. "Let's take care of that lesbian virginity problem." 

Carrie dropped her hand back down to Dana's cunt and resumed fingering her clit. She was surprised how much wetter Dana had become in the minutes since she had previously touched her pussy. "Why you little slut. You are enjoying this, aren't you?"

Dana shook her head no, but was confused by a warm, tingly feeling growing between her legs. She wasn't a lesbian, so it couldn't be that she was becoming stimulated. It had to be nothing more than her body's defense mechanism to the assault.

"The way you've responded to what I've done so far," Carrie began. "You are going to love what comes next." With that Carrie knelt down and licked her way down Dana's stomach to her exposed pussy. She felt Dana's legs slide apart, allowing Carrie to push her tongue deep into Dana's virgin cunt.

Dana couldn't begin to fathom what she felt between her legs. As a clear heterosexual, she couldn't be enjoying this invasion. But it seemed to feel sooooo good. Dana was perplexed at the conflict, but her body was responding on its own without Dana's permission.

Carrie could feel Dana's body responding, and focused her oral assault on Dana's clit, licking and sucking her little organ. Her clit was becoming engorged from the stimulation Carrie delivered.

Dana didn't know what was happening, but she could feel her body erupting in an orgasm far stronger than any she had given herself in the darkness of her bedroom. As the orgasm subsided, Dana was filled with humiliation for succumbing to her captors in front of them and Mia.

Carrie was thrilled at Dana's response, and ready for her own fun. "Mikey, can I take this one to a bedroom for some more fun?"

"Sure," replied Mikey. "Just get the handcuff key from Ivan. And let him know that we've decided on his reward for last night's work. A virginal slut, just waiting for him to deflower her."

As Carrie ran upstairs to get the key, Dana was filled with despair. "You can't do this to us. It's not right to tie people up and abuse them."

"You don't seem to understand, sweetheart," Mikey responded dryly. "When you and your friend decided to invade my home uninvited, you instantly became my property to do with as I please."

"You can't do that," Dana yelled incredulously. "You can't own a person in this day and age."

"That from the girl who is naked and bound in my basement," Mikey laughed. He turned to Mia and said, "Enough of that. It's your turn."

"Keep away from me," Mia snarled.

"How did I know you were going to be the stubborn one?" Mikey asked, knowing the answer. He picked up a cane and proceeded to whack Mia's backside.

"Ouch" Mia yelled, feeling the sting of the blow through her jeans.

"Get the picture?" Mikey asked. "I can continue if it isn't clear yet. Now, are you ready to be stripped or do I continue to try to convince you?"

Mia just glared at Mikey, but knew she would soon be naked.

"That's better," Mikey gloated. "Start by kicking off your shoes."

Mia reluctantly complied, not wanting to feel the cane on her ass.

Laughing softly, Mikey carefully approached Mia and undid the button and zipper of her jeans and pulled them down over her hips. "There, you should be able to get them off from there."

Once again Mia glared at Mikey, openly wanting to strike out at him. But bound as she was, she was left to wiggle her hips and legs in order to slide the tight jeans down her strong legs. She finished kicking the jeans off using her feet, leaving her standing in her underwear and shirt.

Dana couldn't believe her eyes. Mia had always been so strong and independent. Yet here she was stripping for Mikey. She was shocked at her tough friend's humiliation.

"That's a good girl," Mikey said, pulling out a knife. "Shirt's not coming off with those cuffs, and you aren't going to need it anymore." With that he slipped the blade under the collar of her shirt and ran it down the front. Two quick slits at each shoulder left Mia standing in her bra and g-string, her D breasts barely contained by her bra. 

"Just get it over with, asshole," Mia spouted at her assailant. She had a feeling she was going to be raped, but she didn't like his gloating over the process, and the way he was glorifying her stripping.

Mikey smiled and pressed the blade against her chest. He was enjoying this too much to let her bother him. "We're doing this my way. Get used to it."

Mia continued to give Mikey an evil eye as he toyed with her bra with the knife blade. Finally the blade turned and cut the material between the cups. Mia's big boobs fell out into the open air. Mia let out a combination sigh/growl as she was exposed to Mikey. Two more quick cuts to the straps and Mia stood topless.

The knife trailed down Mia's body to her g-string, and the end was in sight. Mikey cut the tiny sliver of material at Mia's side. The remaining material slid down Mia's other leg to the floor, leaving her naked and vulnerable.

"So now what?" Mia asked, anticipating the answer. "You rape me?"

"That would be too good for you, " Mikey retorted. "A girl like you would like it too much in your cunt. No, I am going to explore that asshole of yours."

Mia's eyes got big. "Fuck you. No way."

"Your response tells me that maybe your big, sexy ass hasn't been tapped before?" Mikey questioned his prisoner.

"Look," started Mia. "I've gone along with your little game. But some things are just off limits. Got it?"

"Honey, it's time you realize that there are no more limits for you," Mikey explained. "I own you and your little friend over there. At least for a couple more hours, until your new owners pick you up. I will do anything I want to do with the two of you."

Mia lost it at Mikey's words. She swung her leg out and around and caught Mikey in the thigh with a powerful leg whip.

Dana was trying to take everything in. Talk of being owned and new owners picking them up seemed unreal. She could hear Carrie coming down the stairs, probably to continue the sexual abuse. Mia, who she totally respected as being invincible, stood naked at Mikey's mercy. She thought it had to be a dream, or nightmare.

Mikey rubbed his leg. "So you want to play rough?" He grabbed the cane and went after Mia's fleshy ass, delivering two sharp blows.

The pain was searing as Mia felt the sting of Mikey's cane. She turned her backside away from him to protect it from a third blow, only to receive a blow across her big tits. She screamed out as the cane cut into her breasts. She knew she was defeated and conceded, "Okay, enough."

"If you've had enough, present me with what I want," Mikey ordered.

Mia turned around and quietly thrust out her ass toward Mikey. She had surrendered, at least for now. 

Mikey smiled broadly. He had his revenge for last night. The actual sexual act that was coming was going to be anticlimactic. Seeing the girl that got the better of him twelve hours prior standing naked, meekly offering him her virgin asshole, was his real redemption.

Mikey removed his pants and stepped behind his victim. "You know, the first time you have anal sex, you should use lots of lube. Too bad it's upstairs and I don't feel like getting it."

Mia cringed, but she expected no less from Mikey. She readied herself for the pain and embarrassment of the upcoming act. She had experienced plenty of strife in her short life, so she calmly accepted her fate.

Carrie unlocked Dana's cuffs as she watched Mikey prepare to butt fuck Mia. "Come on cutie," she said to Dana. "Let's get out of here and have some fun so we don't have to watch that." 

Dana was actually a bit grateful at being removed from the scene, despite knowing that there would be further lesbianism taking place whereever they were headed. It had to be better than watching Mia's degradation. 

Mia thought she was ready, but she wasn't. As Mikey's dick slipped slowly into her asshole, she was overcome with emotions from the events of the day. She had been captured, bound, stripped, and now ass fucked, which had previously been beyond Mia's sexual limits. And later she would be sold, which she was trying to fathom. Between the pain in her butt to the confusion in her brain, Mia began to cry for the first time in years. 

Mikey smiled as he pumped his dick in and out of Mia. His revenge was complete. 




Paying a Debt Ch. 07



Mia closed her eyes, both to stop the tears, and to avoid viewing Mikey's assault. The pain was awful, and the fullness in her virgin ass was equally troubling. Mia wanted to fight back, but realized that it wasn't an option. She had to stand still and accept the treatment. As the thrusting continued, she felt the excitement building between her legs. She gritted her teeth and fought off any thought of succumbing to an orgasm. Mia refused to give Mikey that satisfaction.

Mikey allowed himself to come deep in her ass to put an end to the assault. He had to get her and Dana out of here before anyone came looking for them. He had work to do before Natasha picked up the girls. 

As he pulled his shrinking dick out of Mia's ass, Mikey added, "Now we're even. I'll leave you to think about where you went wrong last night. Your buyer will be here soon."

* * *

In the bedroom, Carrie had stripped down and sat with Dana on the bed. 

"Kiss me," Carrie ordered. "Make me feel good."

Dana sat confused. She had never done anything like this, or even fantasized about it for that matter. But here she was, expected to make love to another woman. She leaned forward and lightly kissed Carrie's lips as instructed. She felt Carrie respond aggressively, feeling a tongue invade her mouth. Dana did the best she could to reciprocate her captor's actions. 

It was apparent to Carrie that she had to direct Dana if she was going to get off. She grabbed Dana's hand and moved it to her breasts. 

Dana massaged Carrie's breasts and tried her best to pleasure Carrie. Dana thought that at some level she was making a connection with her captor. Wanting to take advantage of that connection, she decided to work to strengthen the bond. 

"You like that?," Dana whispered to Carrie sensuously, as she dipped her head down to lick Carrie's left nipple. With a flick of her tongue she could sense a reaction from her partner.

"Yea," Carrie responded. "Feels good." Carrie pushed Dana's hand down lower as her tongue worked its magic on her nipples. Despite Dana's lack of experience, she was doing a credible job at exciting Carrie.

Dana worked Carrie's clit with two fingers, and felt it quickly juicing from her touch. She slipped a third finger in and smiled as Carrie began to moan. While Dana abhorred the fact that she was sitting there naked, making love to another girl for the first time, she had to sell her dedication to Carrie. Mia couldn't help her anymore, so she had to help herself. Carrie was her best option at this point.

As she continued to make love to Carrie, Dana licked her way up Carrie's body to her neck. Once her mouth reached Carrie's ear, she whispered, "Wouldn't you love to be able to do this all the time?"

"Mmm, yea," Carrie replied, her pussy doing the talking at this point, as an orgasm was slowly building within her. 

"So after this, why don't you sneak me out of here," Dana continued. "Then we can meet whenever you want for more fun like this."

"So you want me to get you out of here," Carrie repeated. 

"Yes," Dana answered hopefully.

"You know, I really felt a little bad about an innocent thing like you falling into a situation like this," Carrie commented. "But you know, you're just like all the rich goody-two-shoes I've met. You just think you're so perfect, that life is all about you."

"No," Dana stated. "I'm thinking about us."

"So I smuggle you out of here," Carrie said with disdain. "And then what? Mikey takes it out on me and ships me off with the slavers? Fuck you. You want to throw me under the bus to save your ass?"

"No, no," Dana stammered. "I just meant..."

"I know what you meant," Carrie interrupted. "I was trying to make this as painless as possible, but the hell with it. That's what I get for being nice to a cunt like you. Lay down."

With that, Carrie pushed Dana back onto the bed and handcuffed her hands to the frame.

"I'm sorry," Dana begged. "Please.." 

But it was too late for apologies. Carrie just wanted to get off at that point. What little she cared about Dana was gone. She had actually felt a little sorry for the sweet, innocent little thing who had stumbled into a bad situation while trying to help her sister. But no more. She was just another manipulative bitch, looking out for herself at the expense of Carrie, who had dealt with far too many egocentric people in her life.

"Just get your tongue busy and take care of me," Carrie snapped, as she climbed onto Dana's prone face. "You need to learn it's not all about you. Right now it's all about my pussy, so get to work."

Dana didn't know what hit her. A minute ago she was feeling a connection with her captor and she thought she could use it to her advantage. Now she lay with a pungent, sopping pussy smothering her mouth, barely able to breathe as Carrie pressed her moist cunt across her mouth and nose. Dana let her tongue work her assailant's pussy, deathly afraid of what would happen if she failed in her assignment.

"Get that tongue moving, slut," Carrie goaded her victim, satisfied that Dana had returned to her subservient place in their brief relationship. She liked seeing this spoiled bitch on her back, servicing her pussy. Carrie ground down harder onto Dana's face, relishing the moment.

Dana tried not to gag as Carrie's juices ran into her mouth and down her throat. She struggled to breathe and licked desperately in order to get this awful snatch off her face. Dana's heterosexual preferences had kicked in, and she desperately wanted this girl to leave her alone. 

Carrie cruelly was holding off her orgasm. She was enjoying the assault too much and didn't want to let Dana off the hook by ending it too soon. All sympathy for her victim was gone, and she was enjoying torturing her helpless teen captive.

Dana's efforts finally drew an orgasm from Carrie's vagina. While it marked the end of the assault, it increased the flow of pussy juice into Dana's mouth. Dana cried as the taste of Carrie's cunt was embedded on her lips and tongue. She gagged as she realized how much of the secretions she had swallowed. Despite her best efforts, Dana could not get the taste out of her mouth.

Carrie dressed and prepared to leave Dana alone, chained to the bed. "I'll have Ivan come in and take care of that pesky virginity problem you have. Maybe you can offer to fuck him every day if he will sneak you out." Carrie just laughed as she exited the room.

"No, please," Dana shouted, as Carrie left the room without acknowledging her further. Dana looked down at her virgin pussy, squeezing her naked legs together. She realized that in a matter of minutes, her virginity would be a thing of the past, and she had no control over the matter.

* * *

Mikey was busy preparing for the arrival of the buyers when Carrie strolled up to him. "Did you have a nice time with that little one?" he inquired. 

"Very nice," Carrie replied. "She's a manipulative little thing though."

"Desperation will do that to a girl," Mikey agreed. "Listen, will you do me a favor?"

"Sure," Carrie responded. "What do you need?"

"I put Mia through her paces, but she's a stubborn one," Mikey began. "While the fucking I gave her may not have been the best option to stimulate her, I was still disappointed she didn't break down and come for me."

"Sometimes getting it in the ass won't do it for a girl," Carrie laughed, rolling her eyes at Mikey's comment.

"Well, I'm still happy with the revenge I got," Mikey stated. "But it would be the coup de' grace if I saw her break down and orgasm against her will. Think you can take care of that last piece?"

Carrie looked at Mikey seductively and let her tongue slide from her mouth with a suggestive motion. "What do you think?"

"Great," Mikey said. "Go get started and I'll be out in a minute to watch."

Carrie headed out and saw Mia still hanging by her wrists. "Well, well, girl. I understand you haven't had your fun yet. That's not fair, as everyone else seems to be cumming today."

"I'm fine," Mia snarled. "Just leave me alone."

"No, I don't think so," Mia replied. "I understand the cane does wonders to make you behave, so don't make me use it." With that she kneeled before the bound girl.

Mia glanced briefly at the cane, and thought about her still stinging ass and breasts. She spread her legs slightly, accepting the inevitable oral violation. She had played around with girls before, but never to the extent of having oral sex with a girl. Mia accepted that another of her taboos would be going by the wayside in mere seconds.

"Now that's a good girl," Carrie mocked, as she brought her mouth to the exposed pussy. She delivered a soft kiss and a quick rub with her fingers, and realized that she had her work cut out for her. "You are so dry, sweetheart. Not in the mood?"

"Not in the mood, you could say," Mia scowled. "You're wasting your time. Just get away from me and leave me alone."

"We'll see," Carrie said, confident that her oral skills would break this girl down.

Mia was determined to hate everything about this ordeal in order to prevent an orgasm. She kept her mind blank as her assailant licked her clit while fingering her pussy. She felt a small reaction as Carrie sucked on her clit, but Mia remained unfazed. Carrie used her free hand to tickle Mia's inner thighs, then reached around to tickle and caress her ample butt.

Carrie wasn't sure how much headway she was making with her reluctant Latina toy. She was patient though. She could sense an increase in juices flowing from Mia's pussy, which was a positive sign. When Carrie increased the suction on Mia's clit, she could feel her victim trying to pull away. So that must have hit the spot, Carrie thought to herself, refocusing her clit sucking effort.

Mia was getting worried. She couldn't believe the feeling Carrie's mouth was giving her. Plus the massage being given to her ass felt so sensual. She tried to think negative thoughts about how she was bound and held against her will, but these thoughts could not block out the feeling coming from her loins. 

"Stop it," Mia tried in vain. "It's not working, so give it up."

"Mmmm," Carrie responded. "I just love it when a sexy girl's pussy juices start flowing." Carrie went back to work on Mia, sensing her desperation.

Mia was panicked. She was losing control and was in danger of yet another humiliation at the hands of Mikey and his crew. "Nooo," she cried one last time. But it was too late. Mia was involuntarily pushing her pussy into Carrie's mouth, instead of trying to pull it away. Mia couldn't believe that she had lost the battle to Carrie. The orgasm was building, and all her efforts to hold it off had just served to make it stronger. For the moment, she had become a lesbian slut.

Carrie knew the end was near, and went in for the kill. Sliding four fingers in and out of Mia's cunt, while continuing to lick and suck her clit, she was elated as Mia's body tensed as the orgasm overtook her.

"God, no," Mia begged futilely, as her body betrayed her. Sweat dripped down her body as her legs grew weak. The feeling was immense, as strong as any orgasm she had ever had. When it finished racking her body, Mia was weak and hanging like a limp rag from her cuffs. Mia had been thoroughly defeated.

Carrie laughed as she stood and briefly played with Mia's big tits. "Guess you were in the mood, baby. Guess it's time you realize that you will come any time you are ordered. You are no longer in charge of your body. The sooner you understand that, the better."

Mikey, for his part, stood back and clapped his hands loudly. He had watched his enemy succumb to Carrie's oral assault. "Bravo. How I love to see a strong willed woman reduced to a blubbering slut. You will make a wonderful sex slave."

Mia stood quietly, seething inside. She rejected Mikey's and Carrie's words, because she would never allow anyone else to be in charge of her body. But at the same time, an inkling of doubt crept into the back of Mia's mind. No, this was not a good situation at all.

* * *

Dana lay terrified on the bed. Her virginity was at stake. It was bad enough to have been forced to have sex with a girl, but her virginity was a different matter. Losing that would be so much worse. But as she thought about it, she really wasn't in a position to stop another violation. Dana was coming to the realization that these monsters really did own her.

As the door opened, Dana's eyes widened as she realized that this man was going to be her first. She looked at him and pleaded with her eyes as she shook her head no, but was too scared to actually utter any sounds. Her heart sank as he removed his shirt and reached for his belt buckle. Dana just looked down at her poor little flower, tucked between her legs for the moment. In a matter of minutes, he was going to be there, inside of her.

"So I understand you've been saving yourself just for me," Ivan mocked his prey. "I'll go easy for you, don't worry," he added honestly, trying to relax her a little.

As Ivan removed his pants, Dana panicked even further. "That won't fit in me," she said in dismay at the monster cock presented to her.

"It can, and it will," Ivan insisted. "Might as well have a nice big one for your first time."

While average in length, Ivan's cock was massive in its girth. His cock wasn't like any of the pictures she had seen on the web. She just stared at the mighty battering ram, wondering how she was going to live through that monster pounding her pussy.

"You better get it nice and wet," Ivan warned, as he climbed onto Dana, bringing his cock to her lips. "You'll want it nice and wet before it goes in."

Dana began to lick the cock, taking Ivan at his word that she would prefer it as wet and slimy as she could get it. When she tried to suck on it, the behemoth barely fit into her mouth. She felt Ivan reach back and slip a finger into her pussy, but she was too focused on his dick to care much about what his finger was up to.

"Damn, you are sopping wet down there, you horny little tramp," Ivan declared, as his finger slipped into Dana's already juicy cunt. "And you were pretending not to want it."

Dana finally paid attention to her own body, and was shocked to realize that Ivan was telling the truth. She was soaking wet. That didn't make any sense, though. She didn't want to lose her virginity. Did she? Oh, God, what's happening to me? she thought to herself, as her body continued to react in all the wrong ways to what was happening.

Ivan rammed his cock in and out of Dana's willing mouth. She gagged each time he hit the back of her throat, but he continued for a couple of minutes, enjoying the feeling of her sexy mouth, along with the anticipation of taking her virgin pussy. But time was of an essence, so Ivan pulled out of Dana's mouth. "Time to spread your sexy legs, baby."

Dana shook her head from side to side, pleading with Ivan one last time as he slid down her body. But she knew her pleas were useless. With her hands still chained above her head, she lay before her assailant, helpless and available. She spread her legs as she was ordered.

Ivan pressed the tip of his penis against Dana's tight opening. Her juices were flowing freely, and the tip slid into her opening. Ivan smiled as his victim gasped. He continued the pressure, feeling his dick slide in little by little. The orifice was so tight, just like Ivan dreamed when he first found out he was going to take her sweet little cherry.

Dana wanted to cry as her pussy was stretched to its limit. This rape was not the way she had imagined this moment in her dreams. Yet she felt her pussy react to the fullness that this invading cock provided. In fact, her entire body was reacting to an unexpected rush of pleasure. Dana gave in to the stimulation that Ivan's monster cock provided. The shear girth of the cock placed immense pressure on Dana's clit, and she could tell her body was going to erupt in short order.

Ivan could tell Dana's body wasn't going to hold out for long, but that was not going to deter him from having his full share of fun with this virgin. The way her pussy hugged his cock was divine, and it was going to continue for a while, whether his newly deflowered partner liked it or not.

Dana screamed in delight as her body exploded in orgasm. Her legs squeezed around Ivan's body as she felt a sensation that she had never imagined in her wildest dreams. As her orgasm subsided, she assumed they were done. But that was not the case as her attacker continued moving in and out of her exhausted pussy. As the pace picked up, Dana realized that her pussy wasn't finished. Her juices continued to flow and another orgasm began to build. While milder than her first, this second climax still left her body limp and exhausted. 

As Dana's second orgasm caused her pussy to clamp tightly on his cock, Ivan finally lost control and exploded deep inside his partner. With a loud groan, he collapsed his weight onto Dana. As Ivan withdrew from Dana, his cock was covered in dabs of red, the only remnants of Dana's now lost virginity. "That was amazing little lady," Ivan spoke to his lover. "I really wish you were sticking around for a few days so we could have a repeat performance."

"I, I, oohhh," Dana responded weakly. She wanted to tell him to go to hell for raping her and stealing her virginity. She also wanted to agree with him, yearning for a repeat of the amazing sensation she had just endured. In the end, she said nothing, torn apart inside over what had just occurred.

"But now I have to get you cleaned up and ready for your buyer," Ivan interjected, as he unlocked the cuffs holding Dana in place. "Let's get you ready."

Dana limply succumbed to Ivan's orders. She was scared, confused, and completely lost. Her life had changed completely in the course of 24 hours, and she was dreading what the next 24 hours would hold for her.