****** The Awakening by FoxBayou ******
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The Awakening


Part One

Author: "FoxBayou" -c 1994

THE STALK: The Nevada sun at noon was as high as it ever would be but the
temperature had a long way to go before it peaked... At least ten more degrees
would be added in the next two hours, before it started back down. Debbie wiped
her face with the back of her hand again but the sweat reappeared immediately.
She wished they could live closer to Las Vegas where her husband Ted worked,
but living costs were too high. They had agreed to live in the next county in
the small farm town of Cripple Mountain until things improved. Lifting another
bag out of the cart, she placed it on the back seat of her car. Loading
groceries was not her favorite thing to do on a hot summer's day but the
cupboards were empty and Ted would be home soon expecting his normal Friday
special dinner with the usual special dessert.

Debbie smiled when she thought how she always wound up as the dessert. With
only two months of married life behind her she still felt like a bride, a very
naive one however. Ted was the first and only man she had every loved or had
been intimate with. Virgins were very rare in these days, especially at the age
of twenty-two but Debbie was proud of her long and sometimes difficult wait to
give herself to the right man.. Even more unusual was a virgin having the
perfect physique that the good Lord had bestowed on her. At five foot ten and
130 pounds with her long blond hair in a pony tail, Debbie drew stares where
ever she walked.

Dressed today in a white sports halter bra and tight LEVI fringed shorts, she
drew even more stares than usual. With the temperature over one hundred degrees
and climbing, she really did not care who stared or who made lewd comments
behind her back. She just wanted to be comfortable. However, she knew she had
to change before Ted got home. He did not like her to go out in public dressed
this way, even if he was along. Debbie did not really know if he was being
protective or overly jealous. Nearby, unnoticed by Debbie, were two sets of
eyes watching from a distance. Eyes that would have given her cold chills had
she known.

One set of eyes belonged to County Sheriff Albert S. Smith. Big Al as he was
known, sat in his patrol unit across the street from the grocery store where
Debbie was loading her car.. His nickname came from his huge frame; six foot
seven and almost three hundred pounds, but not one ounce of fat. Big Al liked
to keep in shape and looked ten years younger than his forty-one years. Having
worked his way up from a greenhorn deputy twenty years ago his knowledge of and
his power over the people of the small county was tremendous. Some said his re-
election every two years was a fixed vote but they who said so were very
careful just when and to whom they said it. Everyone in the county knew there
was an unseen element that controlled everything that occurred here. The rumor
was that anyone who asked too many questions seemed to disappear and never be
heard from again.

Big Al felt a stirring in his loins as he watched Debbie bend over to pick up
the bags of groceries. With his high powered binoculars he could see the
smooth, well-tanned curve of the cheek of her ass as it peaked out of the mini
shorts she wore. Damn, he thought, that's the best little cunt this county has
offered up for years. Dropping his view down to the rear of her car he careful
copied down the license plate number. By checking computer records later he
could come up the address and name. He suddenly jerked up as he noticed the
license plate had last years red tag instead of this years blue tag.

"Hot Damn," he shouted out loud, "expired plates!"

An evil smile came to his rugged face as he started his unit and put it in
gear. Best I get acquainted with the lovely young thing right now he thought,
as his huge member grew even harder.

The second set of eyes belonged to Superior court justice Harry J. Mauser who
was stopped at the traffic light in front of the grocery store. Judge Mauser
noticed both Debbie loading packages and Big Al across the street with his
binoculars.

The judge knew just what was going through Big Al's mind. It was the same thing
that was going through his mind. A great body with minimal clothing to hide the
attributes, just asking to be watched. He wondered just who she was but knew he
would find this out at the next "meeting" with the Sheriff.

That meeting was scheduled for the upcoming weekend. It had been a month since
their last meeting and he was beginning to have lapses in his concentration
while on the bench. One day, while thinking about the new rituals, he had
adjourned a trial in progress and retired to his chambers where he quickly
relieved himself into a condom. Watching Debbie he thought how different she
was from the normal females used by the "members" and wished he had time to
relieve himself again. A loud honking brought him out of his sensual thoughts
and he quickly accelerated through the intersection.

Debbie, having loaded all the groceries, got into her car and swore softly as
the hot seat scorched the back of her legs.

Being raised by very kind parents in a loving family relationship, Debbie's
strongest swear word was "Darn" and even that brought a blush to her face. She
was still shocked when Ted used some of the four letter words he knew,
especially when they were making love. Debbie didn't want to admit to him that
she didn't even know what some of them meant.

She could not understand how this wonderful man she loved so dearly could talk
that way yet is so sweet to her. Maybe someday she'll find out more about life
than what she had learned while being raised in a sterile cocoon.

She started up her car, pulled out of the parking lot and headed for her house
which was about ten minutes away across the bleak desert landscape. The air
conditioner took forever to get cold but it was better than letting the hot
desert air blow on her. She set the radio on her favorite station, turned it up
high and set back in her seat. Smiling, he thought how good life was and how
things would go with Ted tonight.

Her thoughts were shattered when she heard the wail of a siren and saw the red
and blue lights in her rear view mirror.

Her first thought was to look down at the speedometer to see if she was over
the limit. It showed she was way below the local limit. Hoping the police unit
wanted just to pass she pulled over and slowed down. The unit behind also
slowed and she could see the officer motioning her to pull over and stop.
Having no choice Debbie pulled over and carefully stopped on the edge of the
highway out of the traffic lane. Still wondering what she had done, she opened
her purse and started to get out her driver's license.

Big Al slowly got out of his unit and while adjusting his large cowboy style
hat walked up to the driver's window of the car. He also had to reach into his
pants pocket and adjust the hard-on that was producing a large bulge in his
crotch.

Looking down into the driver's window he could see Debbie fumbling with her
purse. Tapping on the glass brought her quickly around to look at him directly.
A slightly shocked look appeared on her face as she lowered the window. Big Al
quickly took in the sight of the mini jeans stretched to their limit with her
long tanned legs and a little something else exposed. He almost forgot what to
say but quickly said, "May I see your drivers license Miss?"

"What did I do wrong officer?" Debbie asked as she handed her license to Big
Al.

"Well Miss, your vehicle license is expired. You have last years tag on."

"I'm sorry sir, we've just move in last month and we bought the car from a
local man. I was going to get them renewed but just haven't had time."

Big Al put on one of his most pleasant smiles and softly said, "I know how that
can happen Miss, but the law is the law and I'll have to cite you for the
violation."

Glancing down at the license she had given him he smiled even more. "Miss you
also have an out of state license and I`m sorry to say it's also expired."

Debbie dropped her head and just wanted to cry. How could she have forgotten
the plates and the changing over of her California drivers license.

"I guess this is going to cost me plenty isn't it?"

Big Al was still smiling but inwardly thinking to himself just how much it
might cost this pretty little cunt before he is through.

"Yes Miss it will cost you. We may be a little county but we have big bills to
pay."

"Well please just write them out," said Debbie, " I do have to get going and
start dinner."

"Well," replied Big Al, "There is a real problem here. You see you can't drive
away on my highway without a license and your license is no good. "That means
someone will have to come and drive you home."

"You can't mean that," pleaded Debbie. "I must get home with these groceries
and soon. I don't know anyone to call.

We just moved here and haven't made friends yet. Please give me the tickets and
let me go. I promise to get every thing cleared up on Monday." "Sorry, the law
is the law Miss." Big Al reached down and opened her door. "Please step out now
Miss."

Debbie picked up her purse, slid her legs out to the ground and stood up. Big
Al was only inches away from her he and softly swore under his breath because
the sports bra was so tight that he could not get a good look down the slot
between those large breasts. Maybe things would work out later he mussed.

"What am I going to do?" she asked.

"Well Miss, you can ride back to town with me and we will try to work things
out at the station."

"I'll put your groceries in the back seat of my unit."

"Does this mean I am under arrest?"

"Are you going to put me in handcuffs?"

The thought of having her in handcuffs sent a quiver through Big Al's body and
he had to catch his breath for a moment.

"Of course not young lady. I just don't want to leave you here at the side of
the road in all this heat. Please get in my unit while I get your groceries."

Having no other choice Debbie walked over to the sheriff's unit and got in the
front passenger's seat.

The Air conditioner had been left on and it did feel nice to get out of the
blazing sun. Never having been in a police unit Debbie was fascinated by all
the radio and radar equipment. However the large vertical mounted shotgun that
touched her left knee made her cringe. She watched as the sheriff picked up her
groceries and began to place them in the back seat of the unit. Maybe this will
be over with in a few hours she thought. It will be some story to tell Ted when
he gets home.

Big Al still had a large bulge in his crotch and hoped she wouldn't notice it,
at least for now. He gathered the groceries and walked back to the unit. While
placing them on the back seat he noticed a tiny plastic bag stuck in the crack
between the seats. Pulling it out he was astounded to find ten small pellets
that he knew to be crack cocaine. He immediately realized where it came from.
Last night he had arrested Washington Williams on a charge of dealing. He bet
that Williams wasn't searched carefully enough and had placed this envelope
between the seats while handcuffed.

Big Al cursed himself but knew that the five pellets found in Williams shirt
pocket were enough to send him up for ten years. Nevada didn't fool around with
"crack-heads" and long jail sentences were mandatory. Suddenly Big Al stopped
loading the bags of groceries and took a deep breath.

What if the beautiful young cunt in the front seat was like Washington
Williams, under arrest for the felony of trying to sell drugs. Instead of
riding in the front seat she instead would have those lovely long arms behind
her in tight handcuffs. Regulations would require him to do a cursory search of
her clothing before putting her in the back.

Couldn't take a chance on her having a weapon hidden some where in that skimpy
outfit. There were no female officers outside of Las Vegas and Cindy, the night
dispatcher, wouldn't be in the office until 4:00 p.m. The though of running his
hands over her body brought his breathing again almost to a standstill.

Big Al quickly placed the envelope on the top of the last grocery bag and as he
was placing it back on the seat he purposely let the bag fall over and spill
its contents onto the roadway.

"Damn," he said loudly. Debbie looked around and saw what had happened and got
out of the front seat to help.

"I'm sure sorry Miss," he said, "clumsy of me to do that."

"Hope nothing broke."

"I'm sure it will be O.K..." said Debbie as she squatted down to pick up the
various items.

Suddenly Big Al grabbed her hand and pulled it away from the pile of groceries
on the ground. "What is that Miss?" he shouted! Debbie froze at the sound of
his voice and looked down at a strange object the sheriff was pointing at with
his finger.

She could see a tiny glassine envelope with some type of substance formed into
pellets.

"I don't know what that is," she said, "it is not mine."

"It came out of your groceries Miss and that looks like crack cocaine," said
Big Al as he picked up the envelope and opened it.

Shaking out the pellets into his cupped hand he held them up to Debbie's face
and said, "Now you are really in trouble young lady, this is a felony in the
State of Nevada."

Debbie started to back away from his hand holding the pellets and stammered, "I
don't know what you are talking about, I never saw those things, I don't do
drugs, I never have, stop accusing me of that."

Big Al placed the pellets back into the envelope and placed it in his pocket.
"No more being Mr. Nice Guy Miss, turn around and place both hands on the top
of my unit and do it now.

THE ARREST: Instead, Debbie raised both her hands as if to fend off this
horrible situation and started to mumble something. Big Al grabbed her shoulder
and spun her around and pushed her roughly against the side of his unit
knocking the wind out of Debbie for a few seconds.

"Place both hands behind your neck and interlock your fingers, DO IT NOW!" he
shouted.

Debbie, her head spinning and having difficulty breathing, complied with his
order. Big Al placed his body against hers and pressed hard preventing any
movement. His erection was full now and he didn't care if she felt it. The
smell of her perfume and the feel of that beautiful ass pressed against his
hard cock sent more shocks throughout his body.

"Please don't, you're hurting me," cried Debbie as she tried to move and
release the pressure of the huge body pressing her against the door of the
unit.

"I can't breathe, please get off me."

Big Al placed his cheek against hers and whispered into Debbie's ear, "If you
do as you are told I'll let you breathe.

Now stop fighting me and cooperate!" he ordered.

Debbie knew the monster of a man could crush her if he chose to do so. She
stopped fighting and tried to be still. She heard a snap and felt cold steel
encircling her left wrist. Big Al grabbed the short chain between the handcuffs
and brought Debbie's left arm in a wide arc down to her waist and then reached
up with his free hand and did the same with her right arm. When both hands were
together behind her back he snapped the remaining cuff on her right wrist. He
then took his handcuff key and pressed in the safety locks to prevent the cuffs
from any further closing. Accomplishing this he remained pressed against her
body and continued to enjoy the feeling of power over another human being.

Big Al always enjoyed that feeling but normally it was with drunks, dirtbag
criminals and other scum he had to arrest.

During the rare times he arrested a good looking female, the feeling was
intensified, even if it was some prostitute whom he really didn't really want
to touch without gloves on. This time however, the feeling was the most
piercing he had ever felt. Pressed against Debbie he thought he might cum any
minute without even touching himself.

"Please sir," cried Debbie, "you have me cuffed, get off me please, please."

Big Al stepped back and took some deep breaths to calm his nerves. He could
look down on her and see tears beginning to run down from those dark blue eyes.

"Stop that blubbering, I'm sure this isn't your first time Miss, just go along
with the program and we both will feel better."

"I've never been arrested for anything, ever," sobbed Debbie as her tears
dropped on the roof of his unit. "Please believe me, you are making a mistake,
I don't know where that stuff came from."

"Never heard that excuse before," laughed Big Al. "Now stand still I have to
search you for weapons for my safety and yours."

"What could I have on me?" asked Debbie. "There is no place to hide a gun or
knife."

"Just following procedure Miss, please stand still. I once found PCP packets
under a ladies back strap, can't be too careful."

Still standing behind her he patted down the back of the sports bra and ran his
finger under the wide cross strap.

The feel of her smooth tanned skin was unbelievable. He than took both of his
hands and reached deep into both back pockets of her cut-off jeans taking his
time to feel the softness of the muscles beneath, all the while knowing nothing
could possibly have been hidden within. The front pockets were checked next,
again without hurrying. Reaching to the bottom of the right pocket he was sure
he had felt the beginning of her bush, a bush he hoped was the same color as
her golden hair.

"You don't have to do this, please, I have nothing to hide, I couldn't hide
anything in these clothes," cried Debbie.

"Please, please stop touching me."

"Only one more place to check Miss," said Big Al humming as he moved both hands
up from her waist to the bottom of her sports bra.

His mind was reeling with pleasurable sensations, but his training also
demanded that he not go too far too fast. There will be other times he mused.
Slipping both of his thumbs under the elastic at the bottom of both bra cups he
pushed the bottom band out away from Debbie's body freeing both breasts
slightly. His thumbs were almost touching the bottom of those perfectly shaped
mounds but not quite.

Not being able to see from his stance behind, he said, "Shake your chest to
dislodge anything that might be hidden in there. DO IT NOW!"

Debbie felt humiliated but did the best she could to shake her upper torso
while the sheriff had her bra pulled a few inches out in front. Nothing of
course came out and Big Al released his thumbs, allowing the band to snap back
with a loud pop. It didn't go back exactly in place but instead pinched the
bottom of both breasts allowing some creamy white skin to bulge out the bottom
of her bra on both sides. It hurt but Debbie didn't want his hands there again
so she remained quiet and continued to sob with her head resting on the roof of
the unit.

Opening the door of his unit, Big Al commanded Debbie to get into the back seat
of his unit. Debbie had never tried to get into a car with her hands pinned
behind here and struggled to find the correct position to start. Big Al put his
hand on the top of her head to prevent it from hitting the door jam and guided
her into the back of his unit. As with most police units, the back seat was
separated from the front by a heavy steel mesh screen. The original upholstered
seat had been replaced with a solid plastic bench.

Debbie felt trapped and panic began to build up within her and she was afraid
she might throw up at any minute.

Taking deep breaths she fought the urge and tried to find a comfortable
position to sit. With both hands behind her in cuffs, it was impossible to sit
up so she turned sideways and leaned forward across her groceries. Big Al got
in and called his dispatcher, Sergeant Earl Short, on the radio. He informed
Earl that he was heading to the city jail with one female felony prisoner and
gave him the starting mileage from his odometer as required with all transports
of females.

He also asked Earl to please have the local junk yard send out a tow truck to
pick up her vehicle and store it for prints.

On the way back to town Debbie kept her eyes closed and sobbed quietly and
thought of how this day had turned into holy terror. What will Ted say?.. What
can she do to prove the drugs were not hers?.. Would she be sent to jail and
loose Ted? What more would happen to humiliated her? What must she do to be
free again? All these thoughts just increased the tears that flowed from the
now red lined blue eyes that once sparkled. Debbie felt the unit stop and heard
a loud clanking as a gate was opened slowly. The unit drove into a dark tunnel
and the heavy gate closed behind.

THE INCARCERATION: Big Al got out, opened the rear door of the unit and said,
"Careful getting out Miss, don't want no bruises or cuts on those pretty legs."

His manner gave Debbie the chills as she struggled to get out of the low back
seat without the use of her arms. Big Al reached down and grabbed one arm and
pulled her up to her feet. The touch of this man made Debbie feel soiled. They
walked though a series of heavy steel doors and into a small room. She was told
to sit down on a hard metal bench and be quiet by an officer who was addressed
as Sergeant by Big Al. Her purse and groceries were brought in and placed on
the table next to her. The Sergeant turned on a computer terminal and walked
over to Debbie and in a very bored manner read her rights as to having an
attorney present and other required rights such as one phone call and the fact
she didn't have to say anything at this time. Debbie shook her head that she
understood her rights and asked that the cuffs be removed as they were hurting
her wrists.

Big Al nodded OK and said, "She's not a fighter, go ahead and remove them. You
going to be good Miss, right?"

Debbie again nodded without speaking. The Sergeant removed the cuffs and Debbie
felt the blood rushing back into her hands.

Rubbing her wrists she quietly asked, "I have to use the restroom, where is
it?"

Big Al looked up and said, "Well the only one prisoners can use is in the cell.
Go down that hallway on your left and stop at any open cell. Don't worry, no
one is in custody but you."

Debbie walked down the hallway and found four open cells. The sight of the iron
bars started her to shake and she almost lost control of her bulging bladder.
Looking in the first one she saw a stainless steel commode mounted on the wall
with no seat attached. A roll of toilet paper was sitting on the floor.. Taking
the first few feet of paper and lining the rim of the toilet to make a seat
cover, she looked around and saw nor heard anyone. Quickly unzipping her shorts
and lowering them and then lowering her blue bikini panties, she sat on her
make-shift seat cover. Immediately a long and loud stream of urine began
hitting the water below. What Debbie didn't notice was the large one way
silvered globe in the ceiling of the hallway directly across from her.

Last summer Big Al had asked for and received money from the county commission
to bring the jail up to modern standards. A sizeable amount of these funds went
for security measures. Included in these measures was the installation of video
cameras that could see into each and every portion of the jail and project
their images on four color TV screens in the dispatch office. These cameras
were state of the art color cameras with motor driven telephoto lenses capable
of sweeping any area with great detail. Big Al and his Sergeant had sat down at
the console when Debbie left and turned on the hallway camera. They watched her
make her seat cover.

Sergeant Harris laughed and said. "Guess she doesn't trust my housekeeping.
Hell I cleaned them last week, real good."

Big Al laughed and continued to watch as Debbie looked up and down the hallway
before unzipping her jeans. The vivid blue panties stood out on the screen as
he adjusted the "zoom" control to bring her image in closer stopping only when
her image was filling the screen from her waist to her knees. The blue
disappeared in one quick motion as she squatted on the seat but he swore he
caught a glimpse of a golden patch between her tightly squeezed thighs. The
hidden microphones picked up and amplified the sound of her mighty stream of
urine.

Sgt. Harris laughed again and said, "Hell, I have a horse that doesn't make
that much noise when he pisses.."

"Shut up asshole," yelled Big Al. The sound of her pissing was turning him on.

He watched closely and when Debbie stood to pull up her panties and jeans he
was rewarded with a close up of a triangular golden bush like none other he had
ever seen.

Debbie felt better but did not want to remain in the cell any more than
necessary. She dressed and pressed the button to flush the toilet. Leaving the
cell she looked left and saw nothing but a dead end hallway. Walking back to
the booking room she again had thoughts of just what she would do to get home
and forget this whole mess. Waiting for here still were the Sergeant and Big
Al, both with grins on their faces. Debbie was told to sit down and answer
dozens of questions for the booking report. She answered in a soft voice and
stared at the ground during the entire procedure.

During the questioning a tall middle aged female entered the room dressed in
uniform. A very pretty woman with long black hair and with a figure that might
exceed even Debbie's in dimensions.

Big Al greeted her with a hearty, "Hi Cindy, look what we have for you."

Cindy stopped and stared at Debbie with a faint smile on her perfectly made up
face. She slowly walked over and putting her face within inches of Debbie's
said, "Hi pretty one, I'm Cindy the night dispatcher and jailer and any other
damn thing that needs to be done around here. Cindy moistened her lips with her
tongue and purred, I'll be your company tonight sweetie."

Debbie tried to back away and cried out, "I'm not staying here tonight, I want
my husband to come and get me now. I promise I'll not try to leave the county,
just let me out of here."

Big Al slowly arose and walked over to Debbie and lifted up her chin with his
hand and putting his mouth next to her ear whispered, "You are not going
anywhere until the judge says so and he doesn't hold court again until Monday
morning, two days from now."

Debbie couldn't believe what she was hearing. Two days sitting in this place
without Ted, it was impossible, she must get out and be with Ted.

Cindy told her to get up and come over to the table to be fingerprinted. Debbie
was glad she didn't have one of the men holding her hand while she was printed.
While Cindy pressed her fingers against the card she had a funny feeling that
more than a professional holding of her hand was in progress. Cindy smiled and
lightly ran her fingers across Debbie's hands and commented on how nice and
soft her hands were and how did she keep them that way. When she was finished
the Sergeant and Big Al had left the room and only she and Cindy remained.

Cindy came over and smiled while she took her hand again and said, "Stand up
now and we have to do a search before you can be left in a cell."

Debbie pulled back quickly and said, " I want to call my husband , I don't want
to be searched. Debbie pleaded, I don't want to go into one of those cells
again."

Cindy's tone changed and she said very briskly, "Look sweetie, don't give me a
hard time now. Stand up and march to the first cell without any trouble or I
will drag you there!"

Debbie felt a strong grip on her arm, much more force than she though a woman
could produce. She was led down the hall and pushed into the first cell where
she had left only an hour before. Cindy had brought along a small box
containing some type of supplies and laid them on the nearest bunk.

"O.K. honey, strip down and let me check your clothes for any illegal items you
might have hidden."

Debbie quickly complained, "The sheriff has already searched me. He didn't find
anything. You don't have to do it again."

Cindy smiled and said, "I'm sure the sheriff didn't do a full body search at
the side of the road my dear. Now strip and do it quickly, I have other work to
do.!"

Cindy realizing she couldn't fight this woman reached up on either side of her
sports bra and lifted it up and free from her breasts. She thought she heard a
short grunt from Cindy who was standing behind her. Crossing her arms she
pulled the bra up and over her head handing it to Cindy who examined hit.
Debbie felt cold and exposed as she crossed her arms over her creamy white
breasts in an attempt to cover them. Her ruby red nipples were in full erection
due to the cold air and the even colder eyes of Cindy.

"Don't stop there," Cindy coached, "everything means everything."

Debbie unzipped her jeans, lowered and stepped out of them. Cindy's eyes
widened at the sight of the bright blue bikini panties that barely covered her
pubic mound in front and were nothing but a thong in the rear.

"I like your choice in undies," purred Cindy, "but they have to come off too.."

Debbie hooked her thumbs in the sides and slid the panty down and handed it to
Cindy. Cindy reached out for it but completely missed it as her eyes were on
Debbie's body and not the panty being handed to her. Debbie noticed the
expression on Cindy's face and sat down on the nearest bunk bed and tried to
cover herself.

"Don't sit down yet honey," said Cindy, "we aren't finished."

Debbie watched as Cindy opened the kit she had brought and pulled out a pair of
surgeons' gloves and a tube of petroleum jelly.

Debbie looked up and cried, "You have everything, what more can you search?"

As she pulled the gloves on a wicked smile appeared on Cindy's face and she
bent down and said very softly, "You!"

Debbie jumped to the wall on the bunk and pulled up her knees into a fetal
position.

"No, you can't mean you are going to do that. Only a doctor can do that, I
demand a doctor."

Cindy reached over and grabbed Debbie by her pony tail and jerked her to her
feet. Her strength was that of a man.

"Look my little princess, you have two choices. Either I do it or I'll call Big
Al to do it. He would love to complete the search. Now, which will it be, me or
Big Al.?"

Debbie sobbed and slowly said, "You."

Cindy smiled and said, "Good choice, Big Al has big hands, now lay back and
bring your knees up. Sorry we don't have stirrups."

Debbie did as she was told. She again thought this was a dream but that quickly
faded when she felt the cold petroleum jelly being smeared on and around her
vagina. Next came the probing fingers, at first just one, then two, then who
knows how many. Deep within her cavity pushing, turning, and scraping. At last
it stopped. Debbie started to rise but she was pushed back down on the bunk.

Cindy snapped, "Not so fast, only half way, turn over now."

Debbie couldn't believe what she was hearing. She can't mean that, not there,
please she thought.

"Did you hear me honey?" purred Cindy, " I said turn over and spread your
cheeks for me. NOW!"

Debbie again knew resistance would be futile and might bring worse situations
later. Slowly she rolled over on her stomach and opened her legs wide. Reaching
back with both hands she spread her buttocks and waited for what she knew would
be painful. Cindy gasped when she saw the perfect pink rosebud exposed without
a single hair hiding its beauty. No ugly hemorrhoids or veins breaking the
flawless symmetrical ring with its tiny rays bursting from the center like a
sunset. So small and tight, Cindy wondered if it could ever open up to enough
to allow inspection within its deep tunnel.

Slowly she squeezed the tube of lubricant directly on the prize. Cindy felt
herself dripping down her own leg as she watched the jelly slowly spread out.
She pressed one finger into its center and it opened reluctantly. Cindy had
never felt such tightness before, it must be a virgin asshole. The thought gave
her more chills.

Debbie felt the first finger invade her rectum and involuntarily tried to expel
it. Then a second finger was inserted and the feeling became painful. After a
short wait to allow the sphincter muscle to relax, Cindy pushed a third finger
into Debbie's asshole.

A sharp paid caused Debbie to cry out, "Please that's enough, there is nothing
there, why are you torturing me?"

Cindy slowly removed her fingers and ran her hand over the smooth mounds of
Debbie's ass thinking to herself that this naive woman doesn't really know what
torture is, yet!

Removing the gloves Cindy said, "O.K. get dressed I'm finished with you for
now."

Debbie slowly got to her feet and put her clothes on. Cindy looked up and saw
that the tiny green light next to the camera dome was blinking, indicating the
boys were enjoying the show also. Damn men she thought, would be a better world
without them. Only in private thought would she express such a statement, if
any of the "members" ever heard her say that she might never leave the next
meeting. The thought sent a shiver through her whole body.

Debbie stood and looked Cindy directly in the face and said, "I demand that you
let me make a phone call to my husband and I want to do it now!"

With the speed of a coiled spring, Cindy's right arm struck out and her hand
grabbed Debbie's throat and pushed her against the wall.

"You demand, YOU DEMAND! Let's get something straight little lady. You do not
demand anything. Keep this up and I'll do another cavity search with the
janitors mop head! Do you understand, DO YOU?"

Debbie nodded and gasped for air.

Cindy placed her face just an inch from Debbie's and screamed, "You are the
prisoner and I am the jailer, that's the way it is. You follow my orders and do
so with great pleasure and courtesy. Got that?"

Debbie again nodded as tears ran down her cheeks.

"Now, how do you properly ask for a favor?" asked Cindy, returning to her soft
spoken mood.

With closed eyes Debbie softly said, "May I please use the phone to call my
husband, please?"

Cindy backed away and smiled as she said, "Why of course you may, it's your
right. Follow me."

Debbie was led back to the booking room where a phone was produced from a
drawer.

"You have five minutes and five minutes only," said Cindy, "local calls only
unless you call collect."

Debbie quickly dialed her home and got a wrong number. Shaking badly, she mis-
dialed again.

"You're wasting time honey, better get it right before I cut you off."

Debbie finally dialed correctly and prayed that Ted was home.

After three rings he answered and said, "Where are you honey, I'm worried stiff
about you."

Debbie tried in the remaining minutes to tell him all that had occurred and
that she needed him to come down right away and get her out of this mess. Ted
attempted to ask questions but the time was getting short. Debbie begged him to
hurry just as Cindy pressed down the disconnect and cut him off.

Smiling, Cindy quickly said, "That's your one call for today honey. Hope your
hubby has a lot of money, bail on your charge is fifty thousand dollars."

Debbie could not imagine that amount of money ever being in their grasp. Cindy
took her by the arm and led her back to the first cell. The cell door was
electrically shut with a loud bank of steel against steel and Debbie knew then
that she wasn't going home this day. Lying on the bunk she broke into sobs that
echoed throughout the jail.

Cindy returned to her desk and slipping her middle finger down her uniform
pants and began finishing off the high that the sight of her captive started.
It took just a few seconds until she came.. Smiling and humming she picked up
the days mail and started to process the paperwork piled on her desk.

With no watch or window, it was impossible to tell what time it was when Cindy
pounded on her cell door and told her that Ted was here. Debbie tried to wipe
her face off with the bunk cover and ran her fingers through her hair in an
attempt to look better before facing Ted. She was led out into a new area of
the jail that had a large glass window in front of a desk. She was told to sit
down and pick up a telephone received to converse with her husband who would be
on the other side of the window in a few minutes. Only ten minutes would be
allowed to talk then back to her cell.

After a few minutes she saw Ted being let into the little room on the other
side. The look on his face told her of the horror he felt having to find his
wife inside of a jail. He grabbed the phone on his side and begged her to tell
him what happened. Debbie tried to remain calm and tell her story just as it
happened but occasionally she had to stop and compose herself. Leaving out only
the details of the searches she gave Ted a complete story of how her day went
to hell in just a few minutes. She told him the bail was most likely going to
be fifty-thousand dollars and the judge wouldn't sit on her case until Monday
morning, two days away. At least ten percent of the bail had to be posted in
cash. Debbie hung her head realizing that their little savings account held
less than a thousand dollars.

Ted thought and then said that he could get the money from his father by
Monday. He knew that his father had gone fishing up North at the family cabin
on the lake. He could drive up and be back by Monday with a check and have the
cash when the bank opened. It would mean leaving Debbie alone for two days but
there was no other ways to get her out of jail any sooner. Debbie started to
plead for him to stay near by but she too knew that this was the only way to
become a free person again. They kissed through the glass as Cindy came for her
and led her back to her cell.

When she reached the cell she saw that there was a shapeless blue uniform dress
and a pair of old fashion white cotton panties lay out on her bunk.. Both had
"Cripple Mountain Jail" stenciled on the material.

Cindy grinned and said, "Sorry they aren't your usual style honey, but we do
the best we can for our visitors. Strip down and give me your street clothes
and put on the uniform."

Debbie was so exhausted she didn't argue. She quickly stripped down and handed
her things to Cindy and put on the uniform as requested. Cindy enjoyed getting
another look at that fantastic body and promised herself another tour of it if
things worked out. Debbie lay back and covered herself with the thin sheet and
cried herself to sleep. Her thoughts were with Ted and his long trip to bring
freedom to her.

The loud banging noise woke Debbie from her deep sleep. Cindy was at the cell
door with a tray of food. "Breakfast, come and get it my little one," said
Cindy wearing her usual broad smile.

She handed the tray through the slot in the door and left. Debbie sat down on
her bed and stared at the tray of runny eggs and overcooked bacon. A plastic
fork and knife and a foam coffee cup rounded out her meal. Not sure she could
swallow any food yet, Debbie opted to take care of her personal need's first..
Carefully setting paper strips along the edge of the lidless toilet she raised
her jailhouse dress and dropped the rough cotton panties. Her stomach had had
enough of the stress and she had been bothered by gas all night. A series of
loud farts sounded throughout the jail.

No time to be embarrassed, the soft flow started and Debbie felt she had
emptied every ounce from her bowels. A careful clean-up using wet tissue at the
sink made her feel a little better. She sat down and decided to try the coffee
first.

It was bitter and it took all the sugar packets to get it potable. The runny
eggs may take time but she knew she must eat to gain strength for the upcoming
days. Again the tiny green light was blinking on the ceiling.

"Hot damn," said the Sergeant who had just arrived for his shift. Did you hear
those shots? She might have cracked the pot with that last one. Hey Cindy, If
you pick up the tray later, break out one of the gas masks from the riot locker
before you go back there. It's worse than tear gas."

Cindy cracked a small smile at his corny joke and thought how that beautiful
asshole must hurt this morning. No matter, it will be washed clean and return
to its shape in a day or so. The hope that she could play with it again kept
Cindy humming as she left work and returned home. Must think about the
"meeting" now. It is tonight and "members" don't accept tardiness. Being late
could mean a change from a do'er to a do'ee and that would not make for a nice
night.

Cindy persevered and ate the breakfast in total. She then used the polished
metal mirror to see what she looked like.

She didn't like what she saw but nothing was available to spruce up. After a
while she heard someone coming down the hall.

It was the Sergeant who stopped and leered at her and asked, "Finished honey?
She handed him the tray and asked for her makeup from her purse.

"Can't give you that honey, its evidence, but I'll get you one of the standard
prisoner packs," he said.

The Sergeant returned with a small box that contained toothpaste and a
toothbrush, a small hair brush and some deodorant. Debbie thanked him and
waited until he left before brushing her teeth and putting on the deodorant.

Waiting for what happens next she said on the bunk and stared at her cell door.
After a long period of time she heard heavy footsteps approaching. It was Big
Al.

"Hi Miss, good to see you again, how are they treating you?." Flashing his big
grin, Big Al unlocked the cell door and waved her through into the hall.

"Where am I going?" Debbie asked.

"Got a special surprise for you Miss, replied the sheriff, never happened
before, might never happen again."

Debbie didn't know what to think so she felt silence was the best course for
now. They walked into the main office where deputies were handling various
matters with the public. Debbie felt embarrassed with her jail uniform and
finally asked where they were going.

"Just over to my office," said the big man.

They entered an office off the side of the main lobby and Big Al pointed to a
chair and said, "Sit."

Debbie did as she was told, finally realizing that following orders without
question was always the best course.

"Well Miss I guess you want the good news now, right? "Yes, please tell me, can
I go free now?"

The sheriff sat back in his chair and smiled that grin that Debbie began to
correlate with bad news not good.

"Miss as I said for the first time in my recollection the Judge, His Honor
Judge Mauser, has agreed to hold a hearing in your case today, on a Saturday.
Can you believe it?" Debbie's heart almost stopped. She could be free of this
place and back home today.

"Now don't you get your hopes up too much little lady. His honor is dead set
against `dopers' and doesn't take kindly to those that use or sell crack
cocaine."

"I have never used or sold drugs," pleaded Debbie. "I know the good judge will
do the right think with me."

Big Al smiled and agreed, yes he silently thought, the good judge has the right
plans for you Miss only you might not agree. He stood and said, "Well we have
to be there right away and you can't go in your jail uniform so it's best that
you get back into your own clothes."

Debbie was led back to her cell where her own outfit was laid out on the bunk.
They had been washed and pressed and were very fresh. When Big Al left, she
quickly changed into them, again not noticing the blinking light on the dome.

In the control room, Sergeant Harris reached back and turned off the VCR that
was connected to the jail camera.

"That's a wrap, he yelled, that tape has every shot possible of her for the
last 24 hours. It will be a real center piece at the meeting tonight. Right Big
Al?"

Big Al turned around and said, "Shut up asshole, someone might hear you and you
know what that could do to your health if the `members' found out."

Sergeant Harris did know and quickly took the tape and put it into a locked
drawer.

Big Al took Debbie down to his unit and placed her in the front seat without
cuffs. He then drove out of the lot and to the North. After a while Debbie
noticed that they were leaving the town limits and she asked, "Where are we
going, I thought the courts were downtown?"

"Well Miss you can't expect His Honor to come to you do you? The judge has
graciously offered to hold your case at his home up in the north hills. Don't
you think you should thank him. It has never happened before and the other side
is staying in jail for two days. What do you want to do?"

Debbie didn't stop to think, "Keep going, I'll thank him in my most gracious
way."

Big Al knew the beautiful woman sitting next to him was much closer to the
truth than she knew. Yes, she would thank his honor and most likely all the
`members' in her most gracious way. Debbie didn't understand why the sheriff
laughed out loud for no reason but for now it didn't matter to her. It should
have.

THE SENTENCE: Debbie was shocked to see the home of Judge Mauser. It was a
mansion, set in the deep woods above Cripple Mountain, overlooking the entire
city. The sheriff stopped before the iron gates and honked. After a short wait
the gates opened and the sheriff drove in and parked. Debbie was walked to the
front door that was opened by a butler when they arrived on the front steps.
Debbie was beginning to a little odd dressed in her short jeans and the halter
top but she had to see the judge and get out of this mess. After being admitted
she and the sheriff wound up in a small study that was fully paneled in a dark
expensive wood. Big Al excused himself and left Debbie standing alone.

She felt very alone and wrapped her arms across her ample breasts and shivered
slightly. A voice behind her suddenly brought her out of her trance.

"Good evening Miss, I am Judge Mauser, welcome to my home."

Judge Mauser was a forty-five year old man who had amassed a fortune since his
graduation from law school. Most of the amassed fortune was not included in his
income tax reports. A striking gray headed man who turned ladies' heads when he
appeared at the many parties held within the counties upper class citizens.

Debbie turned around and saw a very nice looking man in an expensive sports
jacket and holding a snifter of what might be Cognac.

Debbie stumbled for a second and then said, "Hello, I'm very glad to meet you
your honor."

"Please don't stand on formalities in my home, you can call me Harry like my
friends. I hope we can become friends."

Debbie didn't know what to say. She was expecting a stern man who was all law.
The judge indicated to her to sit down and she immediately complied. The judge
walked over to a wet bar and turned and offered Debbie a drink.

Fearing to upset him she accepted something she wasn't sure what it was. The
taste however was delicious and she felt the warn spirits quickly flow through
her body.

After a few minutes the judge walked over to Debbie and stood before her. He
smiled and asked what was the problem.

Debbie expecting a serious court dialog was speechless for a second but
responded, "I have been mistaken for a drug dealer and I just want to go home
to my husband.."

The tears began to flow and the judge put his hands around her face and said,
"Don't cry pretty lady, I'm sure we can work things out. Here, let me get you
some more of your drink." He walked to the bar and filled Debbie's glass with
the same strange tasting liquid. Debbie didn't argue it tasted fine and after
the jail food she needed something to make her feel good.

The judge took Debbie's hand and spoke directly to her, "My dear, you are in
very deep trouble. Your crime could send you to prison for over twenty years.
Do you want to spend the next twenty years without your husband?"

Debbie froze and shook her head no and tried to speak but couldn't.

The judge moved back and then said, "I have the power to send you away or
dismiss you to return home. Do you understand me?"

Debbie again nodded her head but could not speak. In her present state of dress
she felt almost naked before this powerful person. She wished she had insisted
on going home to change first. Judge Mauser again walked up to Debbie and laid
his hand on hers.

"Debbie, I do understand how horrible it would be to spend the next ten or
twenty years in prison. The loneliness, the lesbians, the loss of your husbands
love. Do you really want to spend the time there?"

Debbie cringed and quietly said, "No your honor, I don't. I would do anything
not to go to prison for ten or twenty years."

The judge smiled and knew it had started. It was just a matter of time with the
young naive woman before him. He felt his manhood rise in anticipation of what
will follow. The second drink was followed by a third. Debbie lost count of how
many drinks and couldn't care less since the feeling was so different from her
experiences in jail. She found her self sitting on the sofa with the judge next
to her. He was asking just what she would do to keep herself out of prison.

She heard herself again saying, "Anything."

The judge then arose and repeated, "Anything?"

Debbie nodded her head yes.

"Well there may be a way to solve both our problems. Over ten years ago I lost
my wife and I have never had the desire to have another women since. A man can
only stand so much pressure before he must do something to relieve it. With
that he returned to the couch.

The judge placed his hand on the bare leg of Debbie just below her crotch and
looked into her eyes and said, "Can you help me relieve the pressure within me,
or do you want to go to jail for the next ten years?"

Debbie froze and could hardly breathe. Even though she was very drunk, she knew
what the offer was and what the duties were for her to perform. The immensity
of the proposal caused Debbie to shake within. It was very apparent that an
offer to keep her from a prison sentence would be based on her acceptance of a
superior court judge as her lover.

Debbie sat and hoped she would not scream or run from the room.

The judge walked over and took her glass. Going to the bar he filled it again
and gave it to her. Debbie accepted it with her eyes on the floor. Taking a
long drink she didn't feel anything. Her taste buds had been numbed by all the
alcohol and she had no difficulty in swallowing the drink without stopping. The
glass was removed from her hand and she felt an arm moving around her
shoulders. She smelled a cologne that was unfamiliar. Her eyes remained focused
on the rug while a hand slowly came around her chest and cupped her right
breast. One part of her said fight but the alcohol said don't do it, let it
happen. She felt the hand squeezing her breast and she decided not to fight it.

Judge Mauser knew that he had reached the point of no return with Debbie. The
feel of her breast through her halter was causing him to lose control of his
actions. He slowly put both hands around Debbie and removed the halter bra from
her breasts and lifted it over her head. He gazed languidly at the sight of her
breasts with their protruding nipples, so pointed and large. His first action
was to bend down and take each one in his mouth and suck as hard as he could
until each nipple was fully within his mouth.

Debbie wanted to stop him, no man but Ted had every kissed her there but the
alcohol kept her from responding. She looked down and saw the judge sucking on
one breast and squeezing the other one. It felt both good and horrible at the
same time. When Ken kissed her there she always went wild and now that same
feeling was coming over her now. The judge now moved his hand down to her waist
and began to unbutton her shorts and lower the zipper. It was like a dream
where she could only watch and not react.

The judge quickly moved the zipper down and pulled the jeans down and off
Debbie's legs. His erection grew to maximum when he saw the blue bikini panties
that covered his goal. Quickly hooking his fingers in the waistband he pulled
them down and off with a single jerk. He now stared at the soft blond mound
below. Running his fingers down he inserted them into the warm passage way
below the blond mound. Debbie tried to resist but her body would not respond.
She felt the entry to her most private parts and gave in to the feelings that
assaulted her mind.

"Why am I not fighting this she asked herself?"

"Why does it feel so good?"

The judge found her clit and began stroking it. Now Debbie pleaded for him to
stop but he continued even faster. Then he suddenly stopped. Debbie found
herself totally naked on the couch with the judge removing his clothes. Debbie
could do nothing but watch as the judge removed the last of his clothes. As he
stood before her she could see his massive cock pointing straight up before her
eyes. The judge sat down on the couch and turned Debbie around to face him.

With a hissing voice he said, "Get on your knees bitch, do it now"

Debbie complied and got up on her knees and found she was inches away from his
pulsing penis. Having never seen any other penis than Ted's; Debbie was
mesmerized with the large object before her. The Judges penis was longer and
thicker than Ted's and had a bulbous head that was almost purple in color. The
shaft had veins which stood out in relief and hanging below in his scrotum she
could see two massive knots covered with short wiry black hairs.

"Take my cock in your mouth and suck it bitch," he screamed while pressing it
against her teeth.

>From her husbands swearing while making love, Debbie recognized that men
called it a cock and not a penis. Debbie's hand circled the shaft and held it
tightly a few inches from here eyes. She had only been this close to a man's
penis once before, with Ken, but she hesitated each time and had not gone any
farther. Ken understood it would take time but Debbie knew the judge would not
understand any hesitation at this point. Time stood still as she held the
massive shaft and knew she must perform to prevent her incarceration in the
state prison.

She brought the swollen knob to her mouth and saw the first drops of pre-cum
emerging from the large slit on its head.

Her eyes were riveted on the shiny drops and without knowing why, she extended
her tongue and licked them off. The taste was like nothing she had ever tasted
before. Not sweet, not sour, not salty, just a taste that made her want more.

Debbie then parted her lips and opened her mouth and brought the purple knob
inside. It seemed that no matter how wide she parted her jaws she couldn't get
his shaft inside. Finally it passed in and Debbie could feel it pressing
against the back of her mouth. The drinks had numbed her body and she felt that
it may actually have passed further down her throat. The feeling of his shaft
within her mouth was one of both pleasure and revulsion. Not caring which would
win out Debbie began to suck and pump on his penis. Each stroke brought her
lips almost to the end of his shaft.

Occasionally she would release his penis and drop down to the massive sack of
his scrotum below and take each one carefully into her mouth and gingerly roll
it around in her mouth. The feel of the rough skin of his scrotum and the wiry
hairs in her mouth only inflamed her further.

Once when she was licking his balls the judge raised his knees to his chest and
placed his hand on Debbie's head forcing it down and into the cleft below his
scrotum sack. Debbie's tongue touched his rectum and further pressure left her
with no option but to lick it. She then found herself trying to penetrate the
orifice. The pressure pushing against her head stopped but Debbie continued to
try to penetrate. Pushing with all her powers her tongue sought to open the
tightly closed orifice. Finally failing to do so she returned to the now
pulsing shaft.

The judge knew the time was near and he made sure that he was deep inside
Debbie's mouth. As the feeling peaked and he knew there was no stopping, he
placed both of his hands on the back of Debbie's head to prevent her from
removing his cock from her mouth. He began to moan and felt the rising pressure
in his loins. Debbie felt the hands on her head and knew what was about to
happen within her mouth.

Not caring, she continued to suck the massive penis. He came in a gush. The hot
sperm squirted in and covered both the roof of Debbie's mouth and her throat.
Not a drop was lost. Debbie thought she would not be able to hold all of the
hot liquid but found that she had swallowed each drop and wanted more. Both the
judge and Debbie collapsed on the couch, both breathing heavily. His massive
shaft was now deflated and hanging just a few inches from Debbie's chin.

A thin string of cum hung down from its tip with a large translucent pearl-
shaped globule at its end. Debbie could not stop herself as she stretched out
and carefully transferred the silver string to her finger allowing the ball of
sperm at its end swing back and forth like a pendulum before her eyes. Slowly
bringing it closer and closer to her tongue she captured that last drop.
Deliberately rolling it around her mouth she extracted all of its flavor before
swallowing. After a few minutes the judge stood up and left the room leaving
Debbie alone and naked on the couch.

Debbie slowly got up from the couch and dressed. The taste of the judge's sperm
was still heavy in her mouth.

Surprisingly enough it wasn't that bad in fact she discovered it was a rather
nice taste. She didn't know what to do now.

Had she performed well enough to have her release from the bogus charge? Debbie
now wondered if her actions would keep her from ever being able to face Ted
again. He wouldn't have to know unless she told him. Maybe it would be just a
period in her past that must never surface. She was sure that Ted had some
affairs that he had never told her about but she had always felt that such
things were a man's prerogative. This would be her secret.

She began to think how pleased Ted would be the next time he wanted her to suck
his penis. No not penis, it's a cock.

Debbie realized that she must use the terms all men wanted her to use. She
would have to be very careful when she did it and not indicate that she had any
knowledge of what to do. Debbie's body quivered slightly as she though of
having Ted's cum soon fill her mouth. She now knew that she wanted more,
hopefully it would be Ted's, but she had to have more. The sound of a door
opening brought her back to reality. Big Al walked in and came over to where
Debbie was standing.

"Well how did you and his honor get along Miss?" he whispered into her ear.

Debbie backed away from the huge man and said, "We came to an understanding
regarding my case. I should be released very soon," Debbie said defiantly.

"Well that's just fine Miss but I haven't seen any papers from his honor as yet
so be assured you are still in custody.

Understand?"

Debbie nodded yes and decided to sit down. The last drink she had was just
beginning to hit and she felt dizzy.

Big Al walked around behind the couch where Debbie was sitting and began
stroking her ponytail, "What lovely hair you have I always enjoy blondes."

Please don't do that," she asked, "being your prisoner doesn't mean you can do
what you want with me."

Big Al grinned and thought to himself, how wrong you are pretty lady. "Well
Miss, why don't we watch some TV until the judge returns?"

"Suite yourself sheriff, I just want to get out of here and go home." said
Debby Big Al walked over to the large screen TV and took out a video tape from
his jacket pocket. After loading the tape and pressing the start button he
returned to the couch and sat next to her. Debbie really wasn't in the mood to
watch anything but perhaps it would help time pass more quickly. The screen lit
up with the usual spotted gray background then two people appeared in an indoor
setting. For the first few seconds Debbie thought the scene was familiar then
in horror she jerked straight up and saw herself and the judge on screen,
standing and talking as they had just an hour ago.

Debbie's entire body stiffened as the sound came on and she could hear her
voice and the judge's discussing her case and how it might be resolved.

..."..Don't cry pretty lady, I'm sure we can work things out... Debbie, I do
understand how horrible it would be to spend the next ten or twenty years in
prison... there may be a way to solve your problem..."

The tape continued with Debbie hardly breathing as she watched the judge walk
behind her and put his hand on her breast. Reliving the feel of his touch made
her cringe. It was only when Big Al spoke up that she remembered he was in the
room.

"It do appear that you and his honor did reach an agreement Miss, might not be
what you planned on however."

Debbie didn't respond since her eyes were locked on the large screen as it
repeated the sights and sounds of her and the judge in graphic detail. The
camera was obviously manned as it changed focus and zoomed in and out to
highlight the most important parts. Every word was painfully clear and boomed
out the large stereo speakers. When her bra was removed the camera zoomed in on
her breasts and the protruding nipples. Then down to her golden pubic hair
where the judge's fingers were. Then she saw herself lick the end of his shaft
to get that first drop of cum. The picture was cropped so tightly only the
judges long cock and her mouth were on screen. Lurid scene after scene filled
the screen as Debbie scarcely moved. The final scene where she reached for the
last swinging drop of cum filled the screen in such detail that Debbie felt her
tongue protrude as she almost tasted it again. Suddenly the screen went blank.
Frozen on the couch, Debbie continued to stare at the blank TV screen as Big Al
went over and turned off the VCR. He walked back to the couch and sat very
close to her and said, "Now Miss, we half to get something straight between us.
Get it?"

Debbie felt his large hand drop to her leg and begin to move upward.

"You really wouldn't want a tape like that to fall into the wrong hands would
you?" Someone like your neighbors or your friends back in California or how
about your faithful husband Ted?"

The sound of Ted's name brought Debbie back with a jolt. How could these people
be so vile as to tape her and the judge and threaten her with exposure to all?
She knew she would lose Ted if he ever saw such a tape.

Debbie became very aware of Big Al's hand as it reached the bottom of her
shorts and a finger started to explore beneath the cut off fringe.

"Please don't do that. I know what you are thinking. I can't do it. Not again.
Please."

Big Al stood up and easily lifted Debbie off the couch by her arms, standing
her before him.

"I'm not playing around Miss!" he panted, "You will do as I say and do it
without any hesitation. "DO YOU UNDERSTAND BITCH!"

All powers of resistance faded from Debbie's thoughts. With the huge body of
Big Al towering over her she knew resistance would be futile.

Big Al stepped back and said, "I think it's time for another check for weapons
only this time I want to make sure I check everything."

"You can start by taking off that bra and let me see those beauties, DO IT
NOW!"

Debbie obeyed his command and removed the halter bra. She felt saw his eyes
widen at the sight of her breasts glistening with sweat and the nipples that
were just beginning to peak.

"Now that's better Miss, don't stop now."

The shorts dropped at her feet and Debbie stood with only her bikini panties
protecting her body. She lowered them to the ground and stood still with her
eyes closed. Big Al moved to her and she felt his hands on her breasts then on
her blond mound then one finger was inserted, then two, then three. Big Al was
panting hard as he picked up Debbie and laid her on the couch. She watched as
he took off his uniform and equipment.. When his shorts were removed last she
saw a sight that she couldn't believe. A massive cock to match his massive
body. Its size made even the judges look small in comparison. Standing before
the couch he roughly grabbed Debbie's hair and pulled her up to a sitting
position. "Lets see you repeat what I saw on TV Miss," he demanded.

Debbie took the shaft in her hand and tried to open her mouth enough to take it
in. Only the head would fit no matter how she tried to suck it in. She began to
stoke the monster shaft up and down. Her fingers could not completely encircle
it. Big Al was groaning as she sucked and stroked.

With that he forced her down on the couch and pushed her knees up to her chest
and then spread them wide.. Lowering himself, his massive member began to push
against Debbie's cunt. Without lubrication it began to hurt as it was forced
wider and wider. All at once it entered fully. Debbie screamed as she felt as
if she was speared. Big Al forced his cock to the hilt until their pubic bushes
met and entangled. It only took a few strokes before he spasmed and filled her
subterranean passage with his hot cum. When he pulled out he could see the
milky colored fluid flowing down the crack of her ass.

Thinking what a waste that was he put his finger into her cunt and scooped up a
large amount of the sticky cum.

"Here Miss, I think this is what you are waiting for."

He grabbed her hair and pulled Debbie's head up and thrust his finger under her
nose. Debbie smelled that infectious aroma again as she saw the large finger
covered with cum that just had been in her own cunt. She opened her mouth and
started sucking his finger. As fast as she cleaned off one finger another one
appeared with more of the tasty fluid.

In all her frenzy Debbie still had time to notice that Big Al's cum tasted
different that the judge's. Like nectar but different tasting. God she thought,
what is happening to me, I am acting like a slut and enjoying it. Big Al
finally got up and dressed.

As he left the room he turned around and said, "Well you didn't have any
weapons after all Miss."

He then left the room, laughing loudly as he walked down the hallway. Debbie
remained on the couch still naked, still thinking about the tape and what it
could do to her marriage if it got into the wrong hands. She didn't hear the
person coming up behind her and was startled to feel a hand on her shoulder.
Jumping up and spinning around while trying to cover her nakedness she came
face to face with Cindy.

"Please don't cover up for my sake," Cindy purred. "I've seen you before,
remember."

With that she sat down next to Debbie on the couch and cupped her face in both
hands.

"Please get out of here and leave me alone," cried Debbie.

Cindy only smiled and touched Debbie's lips with a finger. "You have some cum
still sticking to your lip, let me get if off for you."

Before Debbie could react, Cindy pulled her face to her own and kissed Debbie
heavily on the lips. Her strength was that of a man and Debbie could not stop
her. She felt Cindy's tongue pushing against her teeth in an attempt to open
her mouth. Debbie locked her jaws and refused to do so. Cindy then spun Debbie
around and grabbed the halter bra off the floor and quickly tied Debbie's hands
behind her.

"Now proud lady you're going to give to me the same as you gave to those male
bastards only slightly different."

As she spoke Cindy ran her lips down from Debbie's lips and down along her neck
and stopping only when she reached one of the large nipples that stood proudly
erect again. Debbie felt here nipple being sucked with more force than even the
judge used. She felt pain as Cindy bit hard on the protruding tip. Switching
over to the other breast Cindy lavished the same attention while Debbie pleaded
with her to stop. Never had a woman touched her as Cindy has during the last
two days.

Cindy raised her head and whispered to Debbie, "Your tits are magnificent, I
want to bite your nipples off and I may still do so if you don't cooperate with
me."

Debbie looked into those dark eyes and believed every word and said in a low
voice, "Please don't hurt me, I'll do everything you want me too."

"That's better," said Cindy. "Now spread your legs while I clean you up from
all that nasty cum."

She bent down between Debbie's legs and using both hands spread the lips of her
cunt exposing the clit that was nestled within. Cindy then began to lick and
suck with such force that Debbie had to bit her lip to keep from crying out.
She could feel Cindy's tongue deep with her private channel. Sometimes her clit
would be licked or taken into Cindy's mouth where she would roll her tongue
around it.

Debbie's legs were high in the air and her knees almost back to her head. Cindy
then lowered her target and starting from the clit began placing kisses lower
and lower down Debbie's slot. Leaving her cunt the kisses approached the
pulsating rosebud that Cindy had remembered so well from yesterday. Debbie felt
her anus being licked and sucked with more and more vigor. Each push of her
tongue came closer to forcing open the tightly puckered muscle. Debbie felt
herself being spun face down and a new attack mounted on her asshole. Finally
Cindy stopped and laid back facing Debbie.

"Now its your turn," she said as she spread her legs reveling a massive dark
forest of pubic hair with long red lips hanging down on each side.

"Since your hands are tied I'll have to spread my lips for you."

She then reached down and did so. Cindy stared at the wet mound of flesh
waiting for her.

Cindy grabbed her hair and pulled her face down in the mass of bristly hair.

"Get going or else you know what will happen."

Debbie at first could smell the strong musky odor of Cindy's slot and hesitated
to put her tongue out but knew there was no choice in the matter. Slowly she
tested the pink fleshy areas with her tongue. A slightly bitter taste, far
different than the cum to which she had become accustomed. The more she licked
the less the taste seemed bitter. She continued tasting until finally there was
no difference than if she was licking plain skin. When she moved up and found
Cindy's clit she did what she knew Cindy wanted her too. Listening to Cindy's
moans, Debbie felt she must be doing something correctly. She felt those strong
hands on the back of her head again as Cindy raised her knees as far up as
possible.

Debbie was being forced downward and knew just what was expected of her.

Her tongue brushed against the large, dark hole that awaited her attentions. No
one would ever call that jagged orifice a pink rosebud, it was almost dark
crimson in color and surrounded by tuffs of curly black hair. It resembled a
sewer drain. Debbie felt a gagging in her throat but quickly restrained it. She
began licking Cindy's asshole in a circular manner adding more and more
pressure until she felt the tensed muscle start to relax and smoother pink skin
appeared in the center as the hole grew in size. Debbie then pushed her tongue
directly in the center of the pink mass, vibrating it as fast as she could.
Cindy let out a deep moan that progressed quickly in volume until it became an
animal like scream.

Her whole body shook in one great orgasm as she pushed Debbie away from her.
Debbie had obviously done well in her first try at pleasing a woman. More
importantly Debbie felt successful in her first attempt at pleasing a woman.
Her own body had almost gone into an orgasm just as it was over. Cindy left the
room.

Left alone again, Debbie dressed and walked over to the wet bar where the
strange liquor that the judge had given her was kept. Looking at the decanter
in which it was kept gave her no clue as to its identity. Picking up a crystal
brandy snifter, Debbie poured herself a large shot and sat down at the bar. How
many more will use her body before she can leave this place she wondered? More
importantly how many more abominations will she discover that please her rather
than disgust her? Is there any act she will not do to please someone or allow
someone to please her? Perhaps not she mused.

Just then Judge Mauser entered the room from a back door. He smiled and walked
over to Debbie and sat beside her at the bar.

"How are they treating you my dear? Have you any wants that have not been taken
care of by my other guests?"

Debbie, starting to feel the effects of the alcohol again, looked up and shook
her head no. She had no doubt that all everything that had happened today was
on tape and probably being enjoyed by all who were at the mansion that day. A
porno star created in one day she thought. Couldn't get any worse. It didn't
matter if there was five minutes of tape or five hours. Either way it could
cost her everything. Better to go along with it. Maybe they will become bored
with her and want a new toy to play with. Maybe.

Judge Mauser had indeed watched all of the action on his private video screen
that had the capability of viewing every room in the house. Many a night he had
thrown parties and had the guests stay over. Retiring to his bed he would spend
hours switching channels from room to room and watching the various perversions
of his guests in bed. Tonight however it was time for the "meeting" and a
special guest was awaiting indoctrination into the group.

"Debbie my dear you look a little sad. I think you need some fun to cheer you
up. Come with me and I'll show you around my little home."

Debbie shrugged her shoulders and realized she had no choice. She followed the
judge along a dark hallway and then down a spiraling flight of stairs. When
they reached the bottom of the stairs the judge opened a heavy door and
motioned her to go on. They entered a large room that was very dark but seemed
to contain a dozen or more persons.

Debbie stopped and started to turn around but the door closed behind her and
she was gently pushed forward to the center of the room. A single spot light
lit up a circle on the floor and Debbie was motioned to stand in its center by
the judge who then disappeared into the darkness, joining the others
surrounding her on all sides. The spotlight made it even more difficult to
distinguish how many persons were around her.

Debbie did not recognize the loud voice that ordered her to stand still and not
move. She felt the crowd moving closer around her and could now make out that
each person was masked. Everyone was bare chested, both men and women.

Only loin clothes covered their bodies. Debbie felt more scared than ever. The
voice again spoke and told her to raise her arms high above her head. When she
did so two tall members of the group approached her and quickly clamped her
wrists in leather cuffs which had been lowered from the ceiling.

THE 'MEETING': A gag was placed over her mouth and tied in back. Someone
unhooked the band on her ponytail and let her golden hair fall fully over her
shoulders. Debbie was now shaking badly when a familiar voice whispered in her
ear; she heard the Judge say, "Relax my dear, these are your new friends and
they will show you new heights of pleasure of which you could never have
dreamed of in your short lifetime. However you must not insult them by refusing
to accept their offerings no matter what. To do so will cause pain and maybe
more. Do you understand what I have told you my dear?"

Debbie tried to speak but the gag prevented even the smallest sound from
emerging so she nodded her head yes and waited. A large man more formally
dressed than the others appeared before her. The judge whispered to her that
this was the high priest and his word was law. Again Debbie nodded.

The high priest spoke, "You have been chosen to be our newest initiate
tonight."

"You will be used by all present in any way they wish and as often as they
wish. You will not speak or try to prevent any member from accomplishing his or
her wishes on or in your body. To do so will bring on pain, more pain than you
have ever experienced in your young life. To begin we must cleanse you both
inside and out."

Turning to the members he gave an order, "Prepare her now."

Debbie's arms were lowered but remained shackled together. Grabbed by both arms
she was led to a chamber near by.

She was warned again about speaking and the gag was removed. Strong hands
removed her clothes. A strong tasting liquid was held to her lips and she was
told to rinse out her mouth and then spit it out. It contained a high
percentage of a disinfectant and burned her gums slightly. The gag was
replaced. Two strong pairs of hands pushed her down on a cold table and a
female member of the group opened what looked like a douche bottle. The bent
tip was placed in her and she felt a flow of an unknown liquid that immediately
spilled out onto the floor. Next the hands stood her up and then bent her face
down over the edge of the table. Debbie sensed what was coming but could only
shake her head. Too many arms held her down. A cold probe was pushed in to her
anus and a flow of warm water began to fill her bowels.

It went on and on until the pain became almost unbearable. Suddenly the probe
was removed. Debbie was lifted up and placed on some sort of chair with an
opening under her. Debbie couldn't hold the water any longer and her sphincter
muscle opened fully letting a deluge of water and shit spray out of her asshole
and into the container.

For a full minute they let her sit with her head down and the remnants of her
bowels still dripping out. Again she was lifted up and over the table and a
second cleansing performed. This time only water came out. One of the members
then hosed her down and wiped off the water on her now cleansed ass with a
towel. They took her back into the main chamber. She heard one of the members
reporting to the high priest that she had been cleansed and that she was now
ready. The high priest spoke again to the members. "It is time now to share
ourselves with this woman. Pass the decanter of life," he ordered. Debbie could
see a large flask being passed to each member. In turn, each of the members
urinated into the flash until all had done so. The priest then poured some of
the mixture into a large goblet that he held high above him and said, "This
contains the body of each of us, united forever."

"A new member will be added to the mixture and be also united forever with us."

"It is time."

Debbie watched as he turned to face her, the goblet in his hand. She knew that
she was going to have to pea into it in front of everyone. She wasn't sure she
could start a stream after her cleansing. When the priest arrived in front of
here he looked into her eyes and said, "You must now mix your body juices with
ours." Debbie spread her legs apart and waited for him to put the goblet
between her legs but he did not move to place it there. Instead he slowly
raised it up to her mouth and said, "Drink the body of all members and let it
mix within your body." Debbie began to pant and sweat, her chin quivered as the
goblet was pressed against her lower lip. She could smell the strong odor and
see the golden liquid start to flow towards her mouth. "Do not let a single
drop of our bodies fall to the ground. That would be an insult to all," he
commanded. Debbie slowly opened her mouth and felt the goblet resting on her
lower lip. The high priest then tipped the goblet higher and the foamy golden
liquid began to fill her mouth. It took all the will power she had not to spit
it out. "Swallow our united bodies, now," commanded the high priest. Debbie
closed her eyes and did so. Again and again the goblet was tipped until she had
filled her stomach with the golden liquid.

"That is good woman."

"Our bodies are mixed and we shall now obtain the new mixture containing of all
of us, united." Debbie watched as another smaller flask with a wide opening was
produced and placed behind her. Two members took her arms while leaning her
over the opening. "Produce now the product of all our bodies mixed as one."

With all the alcohol consumed earlier, Debbie had no trouble starting a stream.
Her only worry was what would happen if was too small to hold all the piss she
was voiding. When she had finished, she was lifted again to her feet. The
filled flask was taken by the high priest to a table where more goblets were
standing. Each in turn was filled and handed to a member. When all were ready
the goblets were held on high and then each member drank. "We are now united as
one, let us begin the celebration."

Debbie watched the ceremony commence from her center stage position. Wondering
what else would happen to her on this night, she noticed a group of men break
from the ranks and approach her.. There were eight of them who took her and let
her back to a room in the rear.. The room was brightly lit. Her eyes hurt for a
second while coming out of the dark chamber. Every wall and the even ceiling
were covered with mirrors. The floor was a wall to wall dark red rug with a
huge bed in the center. One of the men led her to the bed and told her to lie
down. Others quickly surrounded the bed and all removed the loin clothes that
had hit their various manhoods. Debbie looked around her and was totally
mesmerized by the various shapes and sizes of cocks that arose from the group
closing in on her. Some long and thin, some short and thick, but one very long
and very thick cock became the first to approach her face.

Placed against her lips, the huge cock demanded entrance. Debbie felt that
strange wonderful feeling rising up in her as she thought of all the white
sticky cum that is sure to follow. God, eight of them and they're all for me.
Debbie opened her mouth as wide as possible and the cock slid past her lips and
now pressed at the back of her throat. Even with it buried so deeply the giant
cock still left plenty of length outside her mouth for Debbie to try to
encircle with her fingers.

She began to stroke it and with each stroke she felt the desire within her
increasing. Faster and faster she pumped, sucking as hard as she could. The
man's grunts became higher pitched with each passing second. She knew he was
close to cumming. She felt and tasted the early drops of clear fluid as they
leaked out. She wanted to savor all of the taste and not waste a single drop.
When she knew it was time she backed away from him until the head of his cock
was a few inches away from her lips. This way she could watch as the cum
sprayed into her mouth.

Debbie had judged correctly, the small vertical slit on the head of the cock
opened and a series of streams of hot cum shot out and into Debbie's mouth.
With her hand tightly on the shaft she directed the streams to land in various
parts of her mouth. First on the back of her throat, then on the right side
then the left and final on the tip of her tongue where the most sensitive taste
buds resided. Closing her mouth and trapping the hot sperm inside she began to
roll her tongue, letting each and every drop come in contact with her taste
buds.

Not swallowing yet. Letting nothing go to waste. Opening her mouth slightly and
puckering up her lips she gently blew kisses causing bubbles of the sticky
fluid to form on her lips. While her mouth was open the strong odor of male
musk invaded her nasal passages adding to the pleasure. Then licking her lips
she retrieved the bubbles and tasted all of it again.

Finally having absorbed all the flavor possible, it was time to swallow and add
the manly minerals to her system.

Tilting her head back, Debbie opened her mouth wide. But instead of swallowing
she just relaxed her throat and felt the heavy wad of cum start to slowly slide
to the back of her tongue then over and down into her throat. Each heavy drop
attaching to and pulling down the drop behind it until then entire glutinous
mass flowed down her gullet. Debbie then washed off her teeth with her tongue
to remove the last traces and prepare for the next pleasure. Only seven left to
go she thought, how sad.

And seven more did cum but none produced the quantity or quality of the first
one Each load of cum did have its own particular flavor and thickness. This
made it more exciting for Debbie. As the time drew near for each load of cum to
spray into her mouth she wondered is it going to be salty, acidic, thin, or
heavy and sticky. Debbie felt a little sad that the fun had come to an end. How
wrong she was, how very, very wrong she was Debbie could not remember which
occurred first, the sound in her ears of the resounding "crack" or the
excruciating pain of her buttocks. Falling to her knees, it was a few seconds
before she could comprehend what had happened.

Standing over her was the high priest and in his hand was a five inch wide
leather whip that was about three feet long.

Debbie saw him raise it up and again it crashed across her tight ass that had
already turned red from the first blow.

"You little slut," he shouted, "you are not to enjoy what is happening to you."

You are hear to please the members only, not yourself. Get up, NOW!"

Debbie stood up and tried to rub the pain away from the cheeks of her ass.
Tears weld up in her eyes as should stood before the high priest with her head
bowed.

"I am sorry, I couldn't help myself," she sobbed, "I was carried away with
feelings."

"It will not happen again," she pleaded, "I'll do better the next time."

The high priest placed the handle of his whip between Debbie's legs and spread
the pink lips.

"The meeting has come to an end tonight."

"Your punishment will be decided by the council members when we meet later. You
will be contacted and you will follow any orders given you without hesitation.
Do you understand what I have told you and more importantly do you understand
what will befall you if you fail to comply? Yes, I do understand," said Debbie
as she felt the tip of the whip's handle entering her. "I promise not to fail
the members."

"That is good," replied the high priest, "take her away and let her think of
the punishments that await her."

Two female members led her back to the room where she found her clothes and
quickly dressed. She was then led up stairs where she found Big Al and the
judge waiting for her. The judge took her hand and said, "I hope the evening
was to your satisfaction young lady."

Debbie nodded and asked, "Can I go home now, please your honor, I just want to
be in my own house."

The judge smiled at Big Al and softly said, "Why of course you may, I hereby
release you on your own word that you will not leave the county and that you
will report to court whenever summoned."

"Do you agree to these conditions?"

"Oh yes sir, I do sir," Debbie cried out. "Anything you want me to do."

Debbie quickly wished that last statement hadn't come out. She remembered what
happened the last time she said "anything." Big Al then led the way outside and
drove Debbie home. Walking into her house she collapsed on her bed and cried.
Trying to make sense of the last two days was impossible, she just wanted Ted
next to her. The money wasn't important anymore but she had no way of getting
in touch with him. Finally out of sheer exhaustion she fell asleep. Her dreams
were of the punishments that awaited her.

END of PART ONE DEBBIE "The awakening"

Part Two

Author: "FoxBayou" - c 1994

REFLECTIONS: It was early morning the next day when Debbie finally awoke and
began to gather her thoughts.

Lying in her own bed it was almost impossible to realize that the scenes
passing before her eyes were in fact true happenings from yesterday. Debbie
stared at the ceiling and wondered how if ever she could tell her husband Ted
about the `meeting' and what had happened to her. More importantly how to tell
him what had happened to the naive girl that used to be his wife.

Debbie was unable to suppress the images her mind continually brought forth as
each and every incident was replayed over and over. Waiting for her feelings to
be revolted by her past actions she instead found herself trembling as the
sensual thoughts progressed. Debbie began to feel her self tingle as little hot
flashes began to make her quiver and shake. She felt a strong flow of moisture
between her thighs flowing down to the mattress beneath her. Suddenly Debbie
sat up in bed and tried to clear her mind from the haunting images. Dripping
with sweat she hurriedly got out of bed and undressed. Going into her bathroom
she turned on the shower, using cold water only, and stepped into the frigid
flow.

The shock of the cold water brought her back to reality as she laid her head
against the wall of the shower stall and allowed the chilly spray to cover her
body. After a few minutes she reached down and added some hot water until she
could feel the warmth. Twenty minutes passed before she reached over for the
soap and began to lather her body.

Starting as usual with her large, firm breasts she gently ran her soapy hands
over them all the while noticing how tender they were. Small bruises appeared
on each and her nipples were almost too tender to touch. Shaking her head she
continued to suppress the memories that tried to form in her mind regarding the
source of these many hurts. Dropping her hand between her legs she again felt
tenderness and soreness. The scenes again began to form in her mind and again
Debbie had to fight to keep her thoughts on the present. Stepping out of the
shower she slowly dried herself while starring at herself in the mirror. How
could she ever be the same woman she had been just a few days ago? Looking
deeply into the reflection of her own eyes she knew the answer; she couldn't
be, ever again.

Debbie crossed the room and sat down at her dressing table. Taking a bottle of
skin lotion she slowly rubbed her entire body with the soothing mixture.
Feeling better she opened a drawer and started to put on a pair of red ultra
brief bikini panties like Ted always wanted her to wear. No, she thought, and
quickly substituted a plain white pair. She did not feel sexy or want Ted to
feel that way when he got home. Her mind turned to the thought of Ted, where
was he? He should have been back by now. Maybe it's best he is not back. It
will give me more time to think of how and what I am going to tell him about
the weekend. Debbie dropped her head into her hands and softly began to cry
thinking about what his reactions would be. She suddenly remembered that it was
not over yet and that she had promised to comply with the judge and sheriff
when they informed her of what punishment they had selected for her. The cold
chill that swept over her quickly stopped the tears as her mind probed for the
possible punishment that awaited her. It couldn't be any worse than what had
already happened, she thought. She was wrong, so very wrong.

UNITED: Driving straight through the night Ted arrived back at town about the
same time Debbie was showering. He quickly parked in front of the Court House
and went inside. Going directly to Judge Mauser's courtroom he entered and
asked the court clerk to please tell the judge that he wanted to see him. After
a few minutes he was directed into the judge's chambers. Judge Mauser smiled as
Ted entered and pointed to a chair.. Ted sat down and pulled out an envelope
containing five thousand dollars in hundred dollar bills.

"Here your honor," he said, "I've got the bail money, please let my wife go
home."

Judge Mauser continued to smile and reached over his desk and took the envelope
and said, "Well my young friend you are too late."

"Too late what do you mean?" demanded Ted.

"I mean she isn't here now," the judge replied, "She is at home and most likely
is awaiting your arrival."

Ted looked incredulously at the Judge and stuttered, "Home, but how?"

"Don't worry how young man just be thankful you have her back and you can keep
your bail money."

"It will not be needed."

Judge Mauser stood and motioned for Ted to leave never, never loosing the smile
on his lips. Had Ted known the thoughts behind that smile he would have been
decimated.

Leaving the court house, Ted drove directly home as fast as he could. Arriving
at the condo he rushed in and found Debbie sitting at her dressing table with
tears in her eyes. They rushed together and held each other tightly.

"Thank god you are home!" cried Debbie.

"Honey, how did you get out?"

"The judge would not take the bail money?"

Debbie didn't answer right away, she continued to hold him tight and just feel
his body against hers. Later that day as she said in Ted's lap she told him
that the judge had changed his mind and allowed her to go on her own
recognizance.

She wished she did not have to lie but what could she do. Ted would leave her
if she told the truth. Besides, Ted had said they would leave the town when it
was over and go back to California. The whole matter would soon be forgotten
and she could put it in her past, her shady past.

The weeks went by and life returned to normal for Debbie, at least as normal as
it could with the constant flash-backs that she had of the infamous weekend
past. Ted went to work each day and returned home as usual. Dinner was always
ready and life was good for Debbie except when bedtime came. The first few
weeks she couldn't face making love with Ted. Using the excuse of being so
upset with the jail time, she was able to put him off for a while. Finally she
had to give in and it took all of her will power to place herself back into the
naive woman she once was.

When Ted approached her she had the desire to take his massive cock in her
mouth and suck it dry. Knowing that she could not explain her actions she
instead acted out her past coy little girl routine and ignored the burning
desires within her. She planned to slowly allow him to have his wants fulfilled
one step at a time without finding out that she was more than experienced in
the performance of same. The thought of finally having Ted's cum fill her mouth
was almost more than she could stand; but she suppressed the desire and just
accepted what was.

One afternoon just before Ted got home, Debbie received a phone call. When she
answered, the voice she heard on the other end brought a stiffening to her
entire body. It was Judge Mauser.

"Hello Debbie," he purred, "how have you been my dear?"

Debbie couldn't answer, her voice was frozen.

"Come, come now, you must know who this is don't you? Yes... I do..."I didn't
expect you Judge... I mean I thought... I know," whispered Debbie as she
started to breathe again.

"Surely you didn't think we have forgotten you my dear, did you? "Your
performance was most impressive to the membership and there is a little matter
of the deferred punishment you agreed to, remember?"

Debbie almost fainted, she sat down and took a deep breath before answering.

"Please judge, you all used me in every way possible."

"Can't you let me alone?"

"Every way?" intoned the judge, "My dear you haven't even begun to know the
meaning of being used by the membership. The details of your punishment have
taken many days of deliberations by the high council and only now are we ready
to proceed with the final decision."

Debbie closed her eyes and began to shake so much she almost dropped the phone.

"No you can't mean that. I was never guilty of anything. You forced me to do
those things."

"Forced you?" laughed the judge, "I remember how you couldn't get enough when
you got started. Enough of this young lady, you will listen and do exactly as I
tell you! Tonight you will be visited by two members. They will escort you and
your husband out tonight on a little dinner party in town. Do exactly as they
order you to do or you will face the twenty year sentence in prison of which I
have temporarily suspended."

Debbie knew there was no way she could refuse the judge's order but to bring
Ted into it was more than she could stand.

"Please let me go alone," she cried, "I'll give Ted an excuse that I have to go
somewhere alone. Let him stay out of this, please sir."

The judge laughed and said, "No my dear, your young husband is the guest of
honor and must be there. Now be ready by seven tonight or else!"

He hung up leaving Debbie pleading uselessly over a dead phone line. When Ted
returned home from work he was greeted by Debbie who was dressed in her best
outfit.

"What's the occasion honey?" he asked.

"We've been asked to go out to dinner with some people I met last month,"
Debbie said.

"Get your suit on and I'll explain everything.

Ted thought that was a great idea for Friday night and went in to change.
Debbie remained in the living room thinking on how she could tell Ted what was
going to happen. She needn't have worried, everything was pre-planned.

EXPOSURE: Ken had noticed that Debbie had been drinking when he got home and
had a drink in her hand when he came out of the bedroom dressed in his best
suit. Knowing that she still seemed traumatized from the jailing he didn't make
a point of it and thought she probably needed some relaxation. At seven the
doorbell rang and he opened the door to find a nice looking couple standing
before him.

"Hi, I'm Earl and this is Cindy," said the man as he and his lady entered.

Debbie froze when she saw the sergeant and Cindy entering her living room. She
knew the night of hell was just beginning.

"Come in and sit down," said Ted, "can I get you a drink?"

"Bourbon for me," said the sergeant, "and Cindy here likes sweet things, don't
you Cindy?"

Cindy's only reply was a smile directed straight at Debbie who closed her eyes
and wished the world would end right then and now.

"Two drinks coming up," said Ted as he went into the kitchen.

Cindy walked over to the couch where Debbie was sitting and sat down very close
to her. She was dressed in a tight form clinging dress that was cut very deeply
at the neckline and exposed most of her large breasts.

"How have you been my dear?" she purred, "His honor told me that you thought we
had forgotten you. No chance."

Debbie didn't answer but instead drained her glass in one swallow. Ted entered
with four drinks and handed them out.

Debbie again drained half of the new drink in one gulp. The alcohol was
beginning to hit her. After a while everyone's drink was empty. The sergeant
stood up and offered to fix the next round.

"No problem Sergeant," said Ted, "the bar is in the kitchen."

"Just call me Earl," the sergeant said as he carried the four empty drinks into
the kitchen.

Earl reached into his pocket and pulled out a small vial of pills. He mixed
four drinks and dropped two pills into Ted's drink. Returning to the living
room he made sure Ted received the "loaded" drink.

After ten minutes Ted was blinking and trying to clear his head. He felt very
dizzy and was not able to stand up. When everyone had finished their drinks,
Earl said, "Let's get going to dinner folks."

Ted stood up and felt very dizzy in the head.

"Funny," he said, "I normally can take two drinks."

"No problem old boy," replied Earl, "I'll drive you relax."

They all got into Earl's car and drove into town. Debbie noticed they were in a
part of town that she was not familiar with. Far on the Eastside, it was not
the best of neighborhoods. Earl parked in front of a bar that had blaring
western music pouring from within. Ted started to object but was quickly
overruled by Earl and Cindy. Entering, they were shown to a table in the dark
rear of the bar. Ted was in a stupor by then and just fell into his chair. He
could hear and see what was happening around him but couldn't move from his
chair.

Cindy put her arm around Debbie and whispered into her ear.

"You will follow all instructions just as you did before. Anything that anyone
wants to do with you is O.K. Do you understand?"

Debbie felt her body quiver and she looked over to Ted who was just starring
ahead.

"What did you do to my husband?"

Cindy smiled and said, "Just a little relaxing drink. He's fine and will not be
in the way for a while. Drink up."

Debbie knew she had no choice and drained her first drink in one gulp.

THE BAR: A tall man in western dress came to the table and reached out his hand
to Debbie.

"Lets dance pretty lady," he said while lifting her from her chair.

A stern look from Cindy left no doubt in Debbie's mind that no argument would
be accepted. Arriving on the dance floor Debbie felt herself being pressed
tightly against his body. His hands were around her and resting on her ass.

Debbie couldn't loosen his grip and just tried to follow his steps. She felt
his tongue licking her ear and he whispered strange sounds as they danced.
Debbie looked over at Ted who still just set there and watched with a blank
stare on his face. Debbie didn't know at the time but inside Ted was wanting to
scream about the man who was assaulting his wife but couldn't move.

When the music ended the man pulled Debbie over to a corner of the bar where
other men were standing.

He pushed Debbie into the center of the group and said, "Say hello to my
friends you little slut!"

They all laughed as Debbie tried to push past them but she was unable to break
free from the circle. Debbie felt a pair of arms surrounding her waist from
behind. One of the men in front reached up and pulled down the neckline of
Debbie's sweater exposing her bra.

"My, my pretty lady," he said, "you shouldn't keep a great pair of tits like
that all penned up."

He then unhooked the front clasp and spread the cups apart letting both of her
breasts spill out. Debbie was still pinned from behind and couldn't move. Men
on both sides began to squeeze and compress her tits. They pulled at her
nipples until they became erect. The group was joined by others who took turns
feeling, squeezing and sucking as Debbie was held helpless. Debbie watched her
erect nipples being sucked into the mouths of two men while dozens of eyes
watched and waited for their turn. Still unable to move, Ted could only scream
silently while watching the attack on his wife.

Earl and Cindy laughed and hollered as the crowd grew. One man ran his hands up
under Debbie's skirt and began to fondle her ass. She felt his hands pull the
top of her panty hose down and then a finger exploring down the crack of her
ass. Debbie's feelings of horror began to turn to pangs of pleasure as she felt
herself being violated in front of her husband. She couldn't suppress the moans
that started deep inside of her and started to grow louder and louder. This
only increased the frenzy of the assault by the men around her.

"The bitch loves it!" cried one man. Others pressed forward to wait their turn.

All of a sudden a very tall distinguished man appeared and said one word,
"Enough."

The crowd around Debbie instantly stopped the attack and stepped back. Debbie
fell back against the wall, panting heavily; she knew she had heard that voice
before. Suddenly remembering she was half nude, Debbie quickly hooked the front
catch of her bra and pulled up her sweater to cover herself. She felt Cindy
grab her arm and drag her back to the table.

"Wasn't that fun pretty lady?" Cindy purred.

Debbie could only gasp as she tried to lift her drink with shaking hands.

Earl stood up and said, "I think it's time to leave folks and have some private
fun." He helped Ted to his feet, ignoring his mumbled protests, and the four of
them walked out to the car. Debbie got into the back seat and tried to get Ted
to respond. He was still in a stupor and just stared at her. He mind was
working but he could not speak.

By the time they arrived back at the house he was starting to come around. Earl
helped Ted to walk into the living room and placed him on the couch next to
Cindy. He took out an object from his coat which Debbie could see was a video
cassette. Ted had begun to speak and tried to ask Debbie if she was all right.
Cindy rudely interrupted him and told him to shut up in a loud tone.

"Listen asshole, just be quiet and pay attention," she hissed.

ShowTime: Earl walked over to the TV and placed a cassette in the VCR. Debbie's
heart almost stopped as she wondered if it was the video from the judge's
house! Walking over to Ted, Earl leaned down and whispered, "Ted my good buddy;
you are going to see just how talented your little bride is."

With that he pressed the play button and the screen filled with the scene of
Debbie and the judge discussing her case.

Debbie let out a shrill shriek as she recognized just what tape was playing.
Ted watched in horror as the drama unfolded. From the first rape by the judge,
then the second by the sheriff, and finally the assault by Cindy. Debbie sat
staring into space without a word. Ted couldn't believe what was happening to
his wife on the screen. When it was over, he tried to get up and grab Earl.
Earl easily dodged his efforts and pushed Ted back down on the couch and said,
"Look good buddy, you shouldn't get upset. Debbie here is a real pro now and
you too can get a little of that when we're through."

Earl then walked over a pulled Debbie to her feet and brought her over to Ted.

"Tell your pretty boy husband just what the choices you have in this case," he
shouted.

Debbie, with tears in her eyes, told Ted what the judge had told her.
Cooperation or prison. "Please understand Ted,"

she sobbed, "I didn't have a choice then and I have none now. Turning around
and looking directly at Cindy she softly said, "What ever they want me to do, I
must do. Don't try to interfere, it will mean twenty years in prison for me."

Cindy, watching closely, licked her lips and blew a kiss at Debbie and began to
think of all the things she was going to do to that lovely body. Her thoughts
were interrupted by a knock at the door. Earl walked over and opened the door.

Three large men entered. Debbie recognized them from the bar. Without a word
they walked past everyone and went down the hallway where the bedroom was. Earl
grabbed Ted under the arms and lifted him up on his feet. Ted stood a little
wobbly but stayed erect.

"We are going to have some entertainment now," said Earl as he guided Ted down
the hallway.

Cindy took Debbie's arm and pulled her after them. The four of them entered the
bedroom and saw the three men standing at the foot of the bed. Each was over
six feet tall and about twenty-five years old. Cindy pushed Debbie in front of
her to the middle of the room. Ted was standing next to her more alert now.
Cindy and Earl took chairs nearby.

Earl pointed at Ted and said, "Good buddy you are going to see just how good
your woman has become while you've been gone.

"Boys," he said to the three men, "get ready for the lesson."

The three men began to take off their clothes and toss them on the rug. Debbie
and Ted watched as they pealed off everything. When they dropped their shorts
she held her breath as three of the largest cocks she had every seen came into
view. The three began to slowly stoke their flaccid shafts and stare at Debbie.

Earl then turned to Ted and said, "I think you should get into this little
scene Ted. Your little Debbie is way over dressed, don't you think? Now good
buddy, get up and start undressing your lady and please do it slowly."

Ted, still groggy, turned and looked at Debbie who raised her eyes to his,
nodded slightly and whispered into his ear, "It's O.K. you must do what they
want."

She slowly turned away from him and reaching back, raised her long blond hair
off the back of her neck. With shaking hands Ted began to unbutton the sweaters
three buttons. Debbie then turned back around and Ted, as he had done many
times before, pulled the sweater up out of her skirt and slowly over her head.
Debbie was still smiling and looking only at him as she continued to whisper,
"It's all right, it's all right."

He then reached down and with shaking hands, unzipped her skirt allowing it to
fall to the floor. Next the pantyhose came off as he bent down and freed one
leg at a time. Debbie now stood dressed only in her bra and bikini panties. Ted
seemed frozen and unable to continue.

"It's O.K. honey, do it," pleaded Debbie. Ted fumbled with the front clasp on
her bra and finally unhooked it letting the two cups open and exposing her
massive breasts. Her nipples were already hard and pointed. He squatted and
slowly pulled her panties down. As her golden bush appeared the three men began
stroking faster as they hardened.

Debbie was now standing nude with her eyes closed. Earl stood up and said, "Ted
I want you to place Debbie on the bed, do it now!"

Ted took Debbie's arm and led her to the bed. She sat on the edge and slowly
leaned back still looking only at her husband.

"Now Ted, I want you to spread her legs, wide."

Ted grasped Debbie's ankles and spread them apart until her pink lips were in
full view.

"Don't forget, knees up," Earl chuckled.

Debbie raised both knees without help until her heels rested against the back
of her thighs. Cindy almost drooled on herself as she could see that fantastic
slit with its neighboring rosebud fully exposed.

One of the three men at the foot of the bed walked forward and sat on the edge
of the bed. He began to kneed Debbie's breasts and pull at her nipples. The
second man said on the other side of the bed and reached out and put his
fingers into Debbie's cunt, stroking them in and out. Debbie lay there with her
eyes closed, head back, not looking at the men who were assaulting her. The
third man approached with his cock in full erection. He kneeled on the foot of
the bed and moved up until he was face to face with Debbie. He reached down and
placed his cock between Debbie's legs and pushed deeply into her. Debbie's eyes
opened wide and she let out a scream as his shaft plummeted to the depths.

Ted watched helplessly as the giant shaft stroked in and out of his wife. The
man at Debbie's breasts rose up on his knees and straddled her face. Debbie
stared at the large red head of his cock just inches from her mouth. The
feelings she had almost forgotten started to rise within her. As he lowered his
body to place his cock on her lips, Debbie could not stop herself from opening
her mouth and starting to lick the bulbous head. Her tongue pressed hard
against the vertical slit in his cock and vibrated as she sought to spread it.
He continued to lower himself and the head of his cock passed Debbie's teeth
and slid fully into her mouth, stopping only when it hit the back of her
throat. Debbie tightened her lips around the shaft and began to suck with all
her might. Nothing, even Ted watching, would prevent her from capturing the hot
cum which she knew awaited her.

Debbie's body was struggling to keep up with the pounding in her mouth and deep
in her cunt. She grasped the exposed part of the shaft in her mouth and began
stroking it. Hoping this would speed the delicious fluid from its home in the
massive sack that bounced against her chin with each stroke. While this was
happening the third man, feeling left out, stretched out next to Debbie. He
turned her on her side with the others adjusting their positions. He then
continued to turn her until she was on top of both of the men in her without
losing either one of their cocks. Now the two smooth orbs of her ass were
revealed to the watchers.

Ted just a few feet away watched as the third man spread her cheeks and bent
down and licked her rosebud pressing his tongue in and out in an attempt to
open its hidden passage. He then motioned to Cindy to hand him a tube of hand
lotion that was on the end table nearby. Cindy started to hand it to him but
suddenly stopped and turned to Ted.

"No, I think the guest of honor should have some of the fun, don't you agree?
With that she handed the tube to Ted and said, "Lube your wife's asshole for
the gentleman, Ted. You wouldn't want to have to take that giant cock up her
ass without some lubrication, would you?"

Ted stared wide-eyed at the tube and then back at his beautiful wife's parted
ass. Gasping for breath he looked at Earl shaking his head.

"Please," he pleaded, "I can't do it"

Earl smiled and said, "No problem, good buddy.

We'll just let him do it raw, without lube. Might tear it a little however."

Knowing there was no choice, he squeezed the lotion on his fingers. Taking his
middle finger he placed it on Debbie's asshole and gently pushed until it
entered. When his finger was in as far as possible, Ted withdrew it and then
placed two fingers in and then three, adding more lotion each time. Even with
two cocks in her Debbie could feel her sphincter muscle being stretched by her
husband's fingers. Please give it time to relax she thought to herself, but
could not speak with one cock filling her mouth.

When Ted had fully lubricated her passage he stood back while the third man
placed his cock between Debbie's cheeks.

He attempted to penetrate but missed each time he tried. Cindy watching what
was happening again spoke to Ted, "He needs help Ted, he is missing your wife's
asshole because he can't see. Help him!"

Ted looked mystified until Cindy demanded, "Grab his cock and guide it in."

Never in his life had Ted ever touched another man's cock. His hand slowly
reached out and encircled the man's cock just below the head. He lowered it
slightly until it rested directly on the center of Debbie's asshole. Her
contractions were very fierce and the man's cock bent when it was unable to
penetrate.

Cindy yelled. "Push harder." Ted began to push down harder on the cock's head
and now could see her small opening grow in size and start to surround it.
Finally when the head was past the guarding muscle, the rest of the man's shaft
quickly entered until his balls were pressed against his partners.

Now with three cocks in her and out of synchronization, Debbie's body rocked in
every way possible. It wasn't long before each of the men began to pant and
tighten up. The first to come was the man in her ass. He groaned and rolled off
leaving a trail of cum on the sheets. Ted could see that Debbie's asshole did
not immediately close. It remained enlarged for a few seconds beckoning for
something to fill it again before slowly closing back to normal size.

Next the man fucking Debbie in front came and pulled out leaving only the man
fucking her mouth. He had rolled Debbie over and lifted her head up from the
pillow. He pulled back and removed his cock from her mouth and rested it on her
lower lip. Debbie was still trying to pump the shaft when the first torrent of
cum sprayed deep into her mouth.

One spurt of cum struck her front teeth and was deflected down to her chin.
Debbie felt her entire body tense as the wonderful feelings came back to her.
The taste and smell of his cum instantly brought back memories of outrageous
pleasure.

Out of the corner of her eye she could see her husband staring at the spectacle
before him. Not wanting to spill a single drop she leaned forward and took the
cock back into her mouth while it continued to sputter. Ted watched as his wife
not only accepted the degradation but worked hard to continue it. The slurping
sounds seemed to go on forever. Finally the cum ran out and the man pulled out
his limp cock from Debbie's mouth and rolled off her.

Earl turned to Cindy and said, "I don't believe I've ever seen a triple fuck
enjoyed more than what we just saw. Good buddy you are one lucky man."

Ted could only stare at the nude body of his wife on the bed. Large drops of
cum dripping out of her cunt, her tongue rinsing her lips for any missed drops
of the creamy liquid. Cindy couldn't let this stop now and pushed Ted forward
to the bed.

"I don't want to see any of that cum be wasted. you can see how she wants all
of it. Take your finger and feed it to her."

Ted reached out his hand and using his fingers in a hooked motion scrapped the
cum from her cunt that was leaking down onto the sheets. He brought his fingers
up to Debbie's mouth and inserted each one, one at time. Debbie sucked and
licked them dry each time until none was left. Ted couldn't believe the smile
on her face as she sucked his fingers dry.

He started to get up but Cindy stopped him. "Don't forget all the cum in her
ass! With that Cindy rolled Debbie on her stomach and spreads the cheeks of her
ass. Now dig for it," she spat.

Cindy grabbed each side of Debbie's ass and spread it wide open. Ted reached in
with his finger and came out with a glob of cum which Debbie quickly devoured.
Cindy quickly dropped her face down and stuck her tongue deeply into Debbie's
asshole. "

Yes, yes," cried Debbie as she pushed her ass back against Cindy's face.

Ted sat memorized at the two women as they coupled. He suddenly noticed that
his own cock was rock hard. The sight of his wife being violated was producing
a hard-on like none he had ever before. Reaching down under his belt he had
barely touched his cock when he felt the cum explode all over himself. In his
entire life Ted had never felt an orgasm such as he was having now.

"How could this be happening?" he wondered.

His wife was just raped by three strangers and now is being assaulted by a
strange woman and he just filled his pants with cum while watching. Meanwhile
Debbie had no knowledge of his actions since she and Cindy had both collapsed
on the bed after having mind jarring orgasms.

Suddenly Earl spoke up, "O.K. the fun is just starting."

He walked to the closet and pulled out a long coat that he tossed to Debbie.

"Put that on honey we've got traveling to do!"

Debbie looked at Ted who was standing nearby with his hand down inside his
pants. She could see the look of rapture on his face and noticed the stroking
movements of his hidden fist. Earl took her arm and led her out of the bedroom
and outside with Cindy and Ted following. Earl's van had blacked out windows
all the way around. The interior was heavily padded and even had a wet bar and
refrigerator. Earl and Cindy got into the front and Ted and Debbie the rear.

SKIDROW They drove back to town at a high rate of speed. Nearing the outskirts,
they passed through the skid row section of the city. Earl slowed and began to
look at the surrounding area. Suddenly he stopped the van and got out.

Walking down a dark and narrow alley, Ted could see him approach what appeared
to be an old wino sitting on the ground with his brown paper bag of booze.

Earl spoke with the wino for a minute and then returned to the van.

"Debbie, you have a customer."

Debbie stared wide eyed at Earl then at Ted.

"You can't mean you want me to go to that dirty bum? Please, you can't really
mean that?," Debbie pleaded.

"You bet your sweet ass I mean it, now give me the coat and get out."

"He has already paid for you. Only had thirty-five cents but that's about what
you are worth."

Sliding the van's door open he dragged Debbie out into the alley. Cindy quickly
slid between the front seats and sat down next to Ted. Earl reached up and
yanked the coat off of Debbie's shoulders and down her arms leaving her totally
nude.

Debbie felt the cold air surround her body as she realized just where she was
and what was going to happen to her very shortly. Taking her by the arm, Earl
walked Debbie quickly back into the alley to the wino who had gotten to his
feet.

He had a look of amassment on his face as he saw the tall young blond being led
to him. Her creamy white breasts bouncing slightly as Earl pushed her forward.
He shoved Debbie into the wino's arms and said, "She's all yours for ten
minutes. Anything you want, she'll do. Right little lady?"

Debbie closed her eyes and nodded as she felt the wino's hands began to explore
her body.

Both hands immediately went to her breasts and squeezed hard. His mouth
instantly found one of the peaked nipples.

His teeth bit the still tender nipple and Debbie cried out in pain. Moving his
hand down he inserted his fingers into her cunt that was still wet from her
earlier rape. Stroking in and out with one hand he used the other to grab her
ponytail and pull her face to him. Debbie almost gagged from his foul breath.
He kissed her and forced his tongue between her lips and ran it around inside
her mouth. Debbie thought she would throw up from the horrible rancid taste of
his spittle.

Still holding her golden ponytail he pulled her further down until she was on
her knees among the wet crud of the alley.

"Suck me bitch and do it fast." he hissed as he pressed her face into his
crotch.

Debbie smelled the sickening aroma of stale urine and cheap wine as her nose
was rubbed along his fly. She had no choice but to fumble with his belt and
zipper and lower the filthy pants. Standing boldly from a mat of wiry black
public hair was a long but narrow, limp cock. The head was very dark and
covered by loose skin. Debbie had never seen a foreskin covering on a cock
before. She took it in her hand and began to stroke it. The rarely washed cock
grew and as the skin stretched out an even worse foul odor was emitted from
within the folds of its head.

Closing her eyes and holding her breath, Debbie slid her lips over the head and
down the now bulging shaft. Wanting to get it over as quick as possible she
began to pump and suck as fast as she could. Just as she thought he would cum
he pulled her head down to the ground by her hair and said, "On your hands and
knees doggie style."

Still gripping her ponytail he mounted Debbie from the rear. His narrow cock,
now at its full length, easily entered her moist cunt. Debbie's head was bent
back fully by her hair as he pulled it with each stroke. When the wino was
ready to cum he slipped out of Debbie's cunt and jerked her head back so far
that the back of her head was touching her heels.

Facing straight up with her mouth wide open in pain, Debbie could see him
standing over her as he pointed his cock directly down at her face.

She wanted to say, "It's O.K, I want your cum, you don't have to hurt me."

But she couldn't speak with her head pulled back so far. Hearing a low grunt a
thin stream of sticky cum began to spew forth, peppering Debbie's face and
hair. Her mouth was already wide open from the pain of the position and it
caught received much of the flow. However, the smell from this decrepit street
bum's cum made Debbie quickly forget her surroundings.

The now familiar waves of pleasure took over control of her body as she
devoured each drop. For just a moment the inconceivable situation she was in,
being totally naked in a slime filled alley, sucking the cock of a decrepit bum
while her husband watched, flashed through her mind. The thought quickly passed
as the waves of pleasure again filled her brain. She sucked as hard as she
could and drained every drop of cum from the now flaccid cock. Panting heavily,
the wino pushed Debbie away and fell back against the wall of the alley.

"God damn, That's the best head I have ever had in my life."

Earl, who had watched the entire episode, lifted Debbie to her feet and said to
the wino, "Your ten minutes are up fellow."

Earlier when Ted saw Debbie being led down the alley to the wino he felt his
cock hardening and push strongly against his pants. He scarcely noticed Cindy
moving back from the front seat and sitting close to him. He reached down under
his belt and moved his cock to an upright stance that allowed him to massage
it. When he saw his wife being pushed down to her knees and begin sucking the
wino's cock, he felt a hand reach over and start to lower his zipper. Looking
down he saw that it was Cindy's hand. She reached in and pulled out his cock
which by this time was at its maximum fullness.

"Well stud, seeing your wife sucking a cock is exciting after all, isn't it? I
guess its about time you had some fun too.

"She has had all the fun up to now," with that, she lowered her head and took
his cock into her mouth.

Ted felt her warm, wet tongue licking his shaft and felt the suction begin.
Watching as Debbie began sucking and pumping the wino's cock; Ted felt the
pressure building within him. Then Debbie's ass came into full view and he
could see the wino's cock plunging in and out of her cunt. His balls swinging
back and forth bounced against her golden bush with each stroke. The sight
aroused him to a new peak. Ted put his hand on the back of Cindy's head and
pulled her even closer to him as she increased the suction on his cock.

When he saw his wife bent over backwards and the wino beginning to dribble her
face and hair with cum, Ted climaxed at the exact same time into Cindy's mouth.
What an unbelievable feeling to watch your wife being soaked in cum while you
feed your load into the mouth of a strange woman. Ted continued to spasm long
after the last drop had been swallowed by Cindy. He fell back in his seat and
couldn't even raise his arms. Earl brought Debbie back to the van and handed
back her coat. Cindy moved to the front seat as Debbie sat down next to Ted and
put her head on his chest, noticing that his cock was exposed and very wet.

"I had to do it Ted, I had to," she sobbed.

"Don't worry honey, I understand." Ted said, "I did something I shouldn't have
while you were gone."

"I guess that makes us even." Debbie looked up and saw Cindy smiling and
licking her lips.

She was sure she could guess what had happened. Now, she thought, they had both
of them under their spell. Debbie turned back to her husband and looked
directly into his eyes, "Ted I can't explain what happens to me when I taste a
man's sperm," she began. "My insides go crazy and there is nothing I won't do
to get more."

"I know it must disgust you to see me doing the things I did."

Ted dropped his eyes and didn't speak for a while. When he looked up he said, I
have to admit that I was sickened at first but as things went on I became
aroused. So much that I came in my pants without ever touching myself."

He continued, "Watching you with the wino again gave me the greatest climax I
have ever had. It seems impossible but I wanted him to fuck your brains out and
fill you with his cum."

Debbie sat back and ran her hands over Ted's face. She whispered into his ear,
"I guess we have discovered new stimulants that will be mandatory to fulfill
our bodily needs in the future. I know I can't stop now and it seems you have
also felt sensations that must now be a permanent part of your life. We are
both like addicts, unable to stop, always wanting that `high' again and again."

"Just remember I still love you but your body cannot produce the amount of hot
cum I need. No matter how many men I am with, you will always be number one.
While I'm with them I want to know you are close by and watching me,
experiencing your wildest fantasies."

"I guess we could call this an awakening."

Arriving home, Ted and Debbie got out of Earl's van and went inside. Alone at
last they held each other tightly and both collapsed on the bed without a word.
Each fell asleep immediately and did not stir until late morning when they were
awakened by the phone ringing. Being closest to the phone Debbie reached over
and picked it up.

"Hello," she mumbled into the receiver.

She quickly became awake as she heard Judge Mauser say, "Good morning Debbie,
how are you this fine day?"

Debbie stammered back, "I'm fine your honor."

"You most certainly are fine my dear," said the judge.

"I have a very good report on you from Earl and Cindy."

"They were most impressed by your various performances last evening and those
of your handsome husband also."

Debbie's mind was flooded by a deluge of memories as she became fully awake.
She shivered as she waited for the judge to continue, not knowing what he had
in mind for her this time.

"I did what you wanted me to do, everything and more," said Debbie.

Judge Mauser laughed as he read the report from Earl, "Yes, everything and more
is a good description my dear."

He then lowered his voice into his best judicial tones and said, "It's time we
finished you case. I will hold your hearing this afternoon at two-o'clock in my
chambers. Be there with your husband."

Debbie's heart almost stopped, "Does this mean it will be over and I'm free?"

"I don't discuss cases outside the courtroom," said the judge. "Just be there
on time and Debbie."

"Yes," cried Debbie thinking her freedom was close..."

Dress formally, you know the way I like to see you"

"Yes your honor, I will."

Lowering the phone she turned to Ted who by now was also awake and said, "The
judge wants to see both of us this afternoon. I think finally it's over."

THE HEARING The afternoon heat was again above one-hundred degrees as Ted and
Debbie arrived at the courthouse. Going directly to the judges chambers they
were met by the judge himself.

"I've let my secretary off for a while to keep this meeting confidential," he
said as he pointed at two chairs in front of his desk. The judge sat down
behind his massive oak desk and clasping his hands together and smiled that
smile that brought chills to Debbie. She openly shook as she held Ted's hand.

"Well my two young friends, I've come to a final decision on the matter of your
drug possession."

Debbie spoke up, "I never did drugs, never."

"Hush while I am speaking," the judge sternly said.

"I have decided not to send you to prison but instead put you on parole with a
fine."

"Parole for what," asked Debbie, "and a fine?"

"Yes a fine."

"You will be on parole status for one year. You are not to leave this county
without the courts permission at any time.

Any violation of parole will mean instant prison time."

Debbie dropped her head and tried to absorb the impact of the sentence. Another
year of this she thought, how can I stand it? "Also you will pay a fine of
$10,000.00 to the court, payable within thirty days or it will be a violation
of your parole."

Ted and Debbie both froze when the amount of the fine was mentioned. Ted stood
up and said, "Your honor, we can't pay such a fine, I've just started in my job
and we haven't any savings. The bail money was only borrowed for a short while,
I can't spend it on a fine."

Judge Mauser's gaze never left Debbie as he quietly said, "Well that means a
prison sentence for you my dear, unless..."

"Unless what?" cried Debbie.

Leaning forward the judge reached over and took Debbie's hand. I might be able
to provide you with a means of paying off the fine with some employment during
the next month provided you would be interested."

Debbie quickly said, "What kind of work, yes I would work to pay it off."

The judge stood up and looked at both of them, In fact I could put you both to
work and make it easier to pay off. The work is at night and weekends. Wouldn't
affect your job Ted and Debbie I know is available at any time. You see I am
part owner in a er .a... shall we say a roadhouse, outside of town. Business is
so good I need more help."

"I need a helper for my bartender and a good cocktail waitress, you two will
fit the bill." Handing Ted a business card, the Judge rose and pointed out the
window to the North.

"Be at this address tonight at seven sharp if you want the jobs. Ask for Jim,
the pay is excellent."

"We'll be there for sure," said Ted as they walked out of the judge's office..

Driving home Debbie had a strange feeling that not all was right with the
judges offer.

"Ted," she said softly, "why would he go out of his way to help after all he
has done?"

"I really don't know honey," replied Ted, "but we have no choice."

The words "no choice" caused Debbie to start to shiver again. She remembered
the last time she had heard them spoken.

END OF PART TWO DEBBIE "The awakening"

Part Three

Author: "Bayou" -1994

THE JOB Ted and Debbie arrived on time at the address given them by the Judge.
The building was set back in lush landscaping and hard to see from the road. A
large parking lot in the rear already contained many cars, most of which were
very expensive models. Not knowing what to wear, Debbie had put on a white
blouse and a short black mini-skirt and black high heel shoes. She thought she
looked a cocktail waitress should look. Going in the front entrance they were
met by one of the largest men Debbie had ever seen. Not fat, just muscle. He
was dressed in a tux that made him look even bigger.

"Good evening sir," he said as he smiled and picked up two menus. "A table for
two?"

"No," replied Ted, "we here to see someone named Jim."

"Judge Mauser sent us," said Debbie The smile on the host's face turned to a
leer as he ran his eyes up and down Debbie's body.

"So you're the two the judge told me about. Employees are supposed to come in
the back door."

"We didn't know," said Debbie, "can you take us to Jim?"

"Follow me," he said and walked through a side door that led to a large office
in the rear.

Entering the office they saw a middle aged man talking to a young and very
pretty woman who was dressed in an evening gown. It was obvious that she had
been crying. She turned and hid her face as they entered.

"Boss, these are the two that the judge sent over to work," said the host as he
left the room and closed the door.

Jim stood up and waved his arm at the woman who wiped her face and hurried out
a side door.

"Well, well, the judge said I would be impressed with you," he said as he
stared at Debbie. Did the judge fill you in on your `duties' sweetheart?"

Debbie nodded and said, "Ted is supposed to help your bartender and I'm going
to wait cocktails."

With that Jim roared and laughed out loud. Catching his breath he smiled at
Debbie and said, "The judge is always so funny when he is off the bench. I
guess that's one way of putting it."

"O.K. you," pointing at Ted, "go through that door and find my bartender and
he'll show you what to do. You sweetheart, will stay while I explain your
duties."

Ted was not sure he should leave Debbie alone but knew they needed the work and
the money. He kissed her on the cheek and went out of the room. The big man set
staring at Debbie without speaking for awhile. Debbie became nervous and stood
there rubbing her arms to get rid of the goose pimples that had formed.

"So the judge didn't fill you in on the working rules here?" Jim said as he
motioned for Debbie to come closer. Turn around and let me see your other
half."

Debbie turned around slowly and asked, "Is this outfit suitable for working."

"Honey, none of my girls wear street clothes on duty, the customers don't like
it and what they don't like doesn't put money into my pocket or your pocket."

As he said this stood up and came over to the front of his desk and poked his
finger in the small pocket on Debbie's blouse just above her left breast. "No
sweetheart, my girls wear only nice things around customers at least while they
wear things. I like to see changes every hour, nice changes."

Debbie didn't know what to think as she stammered, "I didn't bring any thing
else with me, the judge didn't say what to wear."

Jim put his hand on her shoulder and said, "Don't worry sweetheart, I'll have
Joy show you our wardrobe. V All sizes and styles. I'll let you pick the first
one, I can't wait to see more of you than what shows now."

THE RULES Jim suddenly stopped being so friendly and sat on the edge of his
desk. His voice changed to a deep command sounding voice.

"Now the rules. Rules are to be obeyed at all times. Failure to do so will
bring swift punishment."

"Punishment," thought Debbie, what does he mean? Jim continued, "As stated, you
will wear what is given to you and change at least every hour unless you are
with the same customer. You will not pick customers, they will be assigned by
my host. Big, little, old or young you will treat them all the same."

Debbie started to say something but thought better of it.

"All negations will be handled by the host or bartender so you do not handle
cash at any time. The standard split is 40% for you 60% for the house until you
exceed ten tricks at which time it becomes 50-50. If you can do fifteen tricks
in a night, that one is 100% yours as a bonus, same goes for number twenty."

Debbie now knew what her job was going to be tonight, a whore in a house of
prostitution.

Jim continued, "Prices are set by the house, there is no bargaining. Nothing
the customer wants is refused as long as it doesn't involve pain or blood. Some
of the jerks with lots of money get a little kinky at times but it all washes
off, if you know what I mean."

"If they don't want to wear a rubber, they don't have to. You do what the
customer has paid for or suffer the consequences. One-half hour maximum per
trick unless they pay double."

The smile returned to his face as he continued, "Most of the rooms have video
cameras which are watched by `special' customers in back rooms. They are the
types who enjoy watching better than fucking, you get ten-percent of any video
sales. At two hundreds bucks a copy that can add up."

"Always know where the camera is hidden and for god's sake keep that hair away
from your mouth when you are doing a blow job. Pay is in cash nightly, no taxes
taken out. Oh, and when you not busy, I really can't imagine that happening,
you will work cocktails and you can keep all the tips."

Jim approached Debbie and looking directly into her eyes said, "Do you
understand all that I have told you?"

Debbie had not blinked or taken a breath since she heard the word "punishment."
Her mind was understanding every word as Jim spat them out. She should have
known that the Judge had other than benevolent thoughts for her well being.

"DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" he repeated.

After what she had been through, Debbie knew her only answer could be in the
affirmative. "Yes," she whispered. At least she didn't have to hide it from
Ted, he'll be the first to know and since their conversation last night he will
probably look forward to her plight. Jim pressed a button on his desk and the
pretty woman who had been crying earlier came back into the room.

Gesturing to the woman he said, "Debbie meet Joy, she'll be your instructor for
the first few hours. Joy, get her an outfit that will show off some of the
great body that's hidden and bring her back to me."

JOB TRAINING Joy took Debbie's hand and led her out of the room and down a
hall. They entered a room that was filled with fancy clothes and lingerie.

"You're pretty tall but I know we have something for you," said Joy She sorted
through a rack until she found a strapless black silk dress.

"Try this on for size," she said.

Debbie held it up and saw that nothing would fit under the clinging
material.."I don't have a body suit to wear under this. It's too tight for what
I'm wearing now."

"Don't worry honey," said Joy, "it doesn't need anything under it and anyway it
saves time getting out of it. Just a pair of pantyhose is all you need."

Debbie slipped out of her clothes and slipped on the thin dress. It was so thin
and light weight that it felt like she had nothing on. No shoulder straps but
they were not needed as Debbie's more than ample breasts held the dress up. Her
nipples protruded very prominently even in the warm room. A slit on the side
came up to her waist exposing all of her hip and most of the cheek of her ass.
Joy stood back and gave a low whistle..

"They will be standing in line for you tonight. It may be a new record for you,
my best was twenty-one but I was so sore the next day I couldn't screw at all.
Had to rely on blow-jobs and "Greek" to get by."

"Greek?," asked Debbie, not understanding the comment.

"You know Ass fucking, back door stuff. By the way, what was the best night
ever for you?"

Debbie said quietly, "this is my first time."

Joy's eyes widened in disbelief as her mouth fell open.

"You mean you've never turned a trick before?"

"Never," replied Debbie. Joy put her hands on Debbie's shoulder and looked
directly at into her eyes and said. "You have to understand one thing. You and
I and the others are here first to make Jim money, secondly to please some rich
customer or friend of Jim's. Our wants mean nothing to him. Take the money at
the end of the night and try to forget the slimly things that happened to your
body at least until the next night when it happens all over again."

Debbie nodded her head slowly as she realized her fate.

Joy opened the door and said, "I'm sure Jim has given you the rules and you had
better believe that he means every word. Any thing the customer wants, the
customer gets."

Debbie nodded and let out a big sigh. Joy pulled her along and said, "Jim wants
to see you before you go on the floor."

They entered Jim's office and he stood up and exclaimed, "What a pair of tits!"

"I knew they were under there all the time. Come over here sweetheart."

Debbie stepped over to him and he roughly grabbed both of her tits and
squeezed.

"I wish I didn't have all this book work to do now but maybe I'll see you
later. Before you go let me see the working machinery before it's worn out."

Debbie looked at Jim unsure of his wants and then at Joy who just dropped her
eyes and said, "He wants to see your pussy."

Debbie took the slot of the dress and moved it to the front exposing her golden
bush. "I can't see any thing that way, sit back on my desk."

Debbie moved back and sat on the edge of his desk. Lifting her knees up high,
she spread her legs and fully exposed herself to him.

Jim's eyes widened and he hollered, "Hot damn, I WILL finish up early tonight.
Now get out of here and start earning both of us some money.

As Debbie and Joy left the office, Joy whispered, "He'll want you for sure now
and I'm sorry to say he is one of the kinky ones. Don't think about what he
does to you just remember he's the boss and you are paid to do anything."

Joy led Debbie down the hall and into a small room which was richly furnished
as a bedroom. The lights were soft and the ceiling and two walls were covered
with mirrors. One wall had a complete wet bar with rows of the finest liquors
and wines. A door led to a bathroom complete with bidet, shower and a hot tub
big enough for two. "Not bad is it?" asked Joy as she showed Debbie around.
"This room has two cameras, one behind the one way mirror and another in that
little pin-hole over there."

"You'll get used to being on camera," she said, "You'll be too busy to care and
besides the extra money is great."

"What if someone I know sees the video," gasped Debbie.

"Well they probably will come over some night and want to partake of your
charms," said Joy. "More regulars, more money." Debbie shuttered to think some
of the towns leading citizens would probably have copies very soon and spend
time watching her as they masturbated in their living rooms.

Joy sat down on the edge of the bed and motioned for Debbie to sit next to her.
"We've only got a two hours before starting so I'll fill you in as much as
possible on what to do. When the client pays the host he will enter the
requests into the computer. It will print out a small card which is inserted
into an envelope and is given to you. You will lead the client to this room and
open the envelope and find out what he has paid for. Always keep a smile, no
matter what is printed out. Always address your client as sir or madam "What!"
interrupted Debbie, "Do you mean women come here."

"Of course," said Joy, "they are some of the best tippers but also some of the
most kinky. I've got one thirty-five year old housewife with four kids who got
so kinky that Jim had to draw the line. She always asks for me and even seems
to be able to teach me new tricks, which isn't easy."

Debbie walked over to the bar and poured a drink for herself. Joy motioned for
one also. They sat for a minute just sipping the drinks. Joy finally spoke,
"O.K. more, when you understand the contract with the client you find out if
they want you to undress them or you first or what ever. Offer a condom but
most will refuse. If they want "half&half" find out which is first."

"What is "half&half?, asked Debbie.

Joy smiled at the innocent statement and said, "That's the most common request
Debbie. They want half the time spent on a blow-job and half straight fucking.
Some like you to suck them hard first and cum in your pussy and others want to
fuck themselves hard and wind up cumming in your mouth. Either way your hope is
that you can make them cum as soon as possible and not have to spend the entire
thirty minutes with them. That way you can fit more clients into the evening.
Don't forget, here at Jim's it's considered insulting to spit anything out,
just swallow and smile."

The drink was starting to smooth Debbie's nerves and she noticed that her hands
were not shaking as badly as before.

Looking around the room she began to imagine the various men she would service
and the fantasies she would fulfill for them.

Joy continued to babble on, "After each trick you take a quick shower, douche,
use mouthwash for sure, put on a new gown and get back to the floor. Jim
doesn't want you to spend more than ten minutes away after the client leaves."
Joy put her arm around Debbie and explained some of the things to do that would
help her during the long night ahead.

"As I said, not everyone is straight sex. The kinky ones might want thirty
minutes of all `Greek'. If you haven't had a lot of experience with a cock up
your ass you may have trouble. In that drawer over there you'll find some
dildoes and some ass plugs. Lube one up before you start and keep it in for an
hour. That way your sphincter muscle will be more relaxed and don't forget to
put plenty of K.Y. jelly up inside when you remove the plug."

Debbie walked over and opened the drawer Joy had indicated. Inside was an
unbelievable collections of sex toys. She picked up one that had a large
bulbous head and necked down to a much smaller diameter in the middle.

Joy shook her head and said, "that plug will not do, it only stretches your
asshole while it is being inserted. You need to take one of them and use it to
keep it stretched out. Don't worry about your cunt, I've never seen a cock too
large to fit a normal cunt."

"Regardless of all the boasting men do."

Debbie dropped the plug and picked up a dildo that was about the thickness of
the largest cock she had ever seen.

Taking a tube of jelly she coated it with a heavy layer of lubrication.
Starring down at the glistening shaft she turned to Joy and said, "I'm not sure
I can take this up my ass."

Joy stood up and took the dildo out of Debbie's hand. She kissed her on the
cheek and whispered, "Let me help. I'm sure sometime tonight we'll be doing a
three-some act so we might as well get to know each other's body."

Debbie stepped back and said, "you mean you and I will have sex?"

Joy laughed, "Yes, sex or what ever their dirty little minds come up with.
Here, lie down on your tummy and I'll be very careful."

Debbie rolled over on her stomach and felt Joy sliding the thin gown up to her
waist. "You can help," Joy said, "By spreading your cheeks for me."

Reaching back, Debbie grasped the two mounds of her ass and spread them apart.
Joy eyed the pink rosebud as it appeared and felt that Debbie was telling the
truth about her lack of experience. It looked so virginal that it was even hard
to believe that every day a full load of crap passed through it. Using one
finger, then two, Joy massaged the opening until she felt a relaxation of the
muscle. She then placed the slippery dildo in the center and began to push,
slowly but steadily. Debbie let out a gasp as the head of the dildo began to
clear the outside ring of her asshole. The process took only a few minutes,
then the start of the shaft was inside. >From then on it was no problem for Joy
to insert the full eight inches inside. The dildo had a safety ring to prevent
all of it slipping inside. Debbie was breathing in short pants and asked if
that was all.

"All in Debbie," said Joy, " How does it feel?"

"It hurts, but it's also wonderful," cried Debbie.

Joy took time to run her hand up and down Debbie's cunt and run her fingers
through her soft golden bush. Joy was jealous of women with soft silky bushes,
hers was like a black Brillo pad.

Debbie turned over and put her hand out to Joy saying, "Do I get a chance to
see what I have in store for me also?"

Joy smiled and lifted her dress up and placed her knees on both sides of
Debbie's head. Debbie instinctively stuck her tongue out as Joy lowered her
self on Debbie's face. The moisture had already been flowing and many drops
fell into Debbie's open mouth almost immediately. Debbie licked from one hole
to the other. For a long time no words were spoken, just moans of pleasure as
the two women ground against each other..

Suddenly Joy stopped and said, "My god it's almost time to open."

She quickly got off Debbie's face and straightened her dress. "Good luck honey,
I'll see you later. Loved your tongue."

Debbie remained on the bed, looking at her self in the ceiling mirror. Her face
was covered with Joy's juices and her tongue hurt from all the licking she had
done. She knew she had to clean up and get ready. As she stood up she
remembered the dildo stuck up her ass. Using the wall mirror and bending over
she could see the end ring. Reaching back she took the ring and began to pull.
The dildo came out easily and when its head cleared she saw that her asshole
remained completely open for a few seconds and then slowly closed like a flower
at night. Well she thought, I guess I'll be able to take some up there if
necessary. The thought of a strange man's cock up her ass gave her a
pleasurable feeling which surprised her but pleased her also.

Having cleaned up and taken another drink, Debbie heard a knock at the door. It
was Joy who motioned for her to come along. They walked down the hall and into
the main bar. A dozen or so well dressed men and a few women were at the tables
around the room. The lighting was very low and it was difficult to see. Debbie
saw four other women in gowns who where serving cocktails. They smiled and
waved as she passed.

Joy said, "I'll introduce you later to the others."

She pointed at the host who said at the cashiers table. "He will be the man to
see and don't worry, you'll do fine.

Pointing to a bar stool she said, "Sit, that's yours for the night."

FIRST DATE Debbie had not noticed Ted behind the bar. He came up and looked a
little shocked at her outfit.

"What happened to your skirt and blouse? Where did you get that gown?, he
asked.

Debbie had almost forgotten Ted and for a moment she didn't know what or how
much to tell him. Well she finally thought, I guess I had better tell it all
and get it over with. Taking a deep breath she said, "Ted, my job here is not
as a waitress. I am a hostess for the customers... no... I have to please
them... no... for God's sake Ted I am going to work as a whore each night until
we pay off my fine.

Ted heard the words and saw the tears in Debbie's eyes swell up. He knew by now
that anything she told him was sure to pass. He knew also that he had just felt
his cock spring into its hard self. The bitter-sweet pleasures were going to
happen in front of him and he couldn't help looking forward to his wife being
used by strangers. Maybe he would get to watch some of the action.

The bartender suddenly yelled at Ted, "Get me some more ice from the back."

Ted didn't reply to Debbie as he quickly went into the back room. Debbie sat
and thought to herself that she was glad it was out quickly and no further time
had to be spent on feelings. Feelings were not a part of her job tonight.

The bartender introduced himself as Charlie and asked if Debbie wanted a drink.
She asked for gin on the rocks.

Before the drink arrived she felt a presence behind her and the odor of a
strong cologne. Turning around on her bar stool she came face to face with a
very short, older man. He was dressed in a very expensive dark pin-striped
suit.

"Hello young lady," he said. "I'm told you are new here." `Is that correct?"

Debbie tried to smile and replied, "yes, I am new."

The man took Debbie's hand and motioned that he would like her to join him at a
nearby table. Debbie hesitated until she saw the bartender frown at her and nod
his head yes. She got off the stool and said at the table in the corner with
the man. The bartender had one of the other girls bring over Debbie's drink..

"Well now young lady, it seems I may have the honor of being first to `know'
you."

"Isn't that right?"

It was obvious what he meant and Debbie remembered Jim's warning of treating
all of them the same, young or old.

With a big sigh she accepted the fact that all of her future clients were not
going to be hard-bodied young studs like the men from the western bar.

She cleared her mind and turned to the man next to and said. "I am glad it will
be with such a nice gentleman such as you."

She leaned over and kissed him on his cheek leaving a large smear of lipstick.
On the other side of the bar Ted had returned with the ice and watched the two
out of the corner of his eye. That man's old enough to be my grandfather he
thought as he washed glasses. Debbie felt the man's arm around her shoulder and
his hand come to rest on her breast.

He gently began to twist and pinch the now hardened nipple through the thin
material of her gown. Debbie continued to smile as she sipped her drink.

Ted looked up from washing glasses and even in the darkness of the bar he could
tell what was happening. As he expected his cock grew to its maximum and he was
glad his apron covered his crotch. He next saw the man's hand slip under the
top of her gown and fully grasp her breast. Debbie's eyes closed for a second
but she didn't stop smiling. She had seen Jim come out of the back and watch
her from across the room. She wanted to tell him that he had no worries with
her, everything was going to be just as he wanted. She suddenly remembered that
Jim was going to be a non- paying client later and Joy's warning about his
habits caused a shiver in her body.

"What's the matter young lady?, the man asked. "I felt you shiver just then.."

Debbie turned and laughed and said, "It's nothing, I just like to feel you
doing that."

"I'm glad," he replied as he reached up with the other hand and pulled Debbie
to him and kissed her.

He pressed his tongue against Debbie's lips and deep into her mouth. Debbie
could taste his drink as he moved his tongue over her teeth and mouth. Finally
he stopped and sat back in the booth. Debbie cleared her throat and decided
that it would be best to get this over with. No reason to give out too many
"freebies."

"Well sir, just what do you wish to do with me?" she asked.

The man smiled and said nothing. He released Debbie and stood up. Walking over
to the host he removed his wallet and handed some bills to the host who took
them and typed something on the computer. The whirl of the printer could be
heard for a few seconds. The host took a small paper from the printer and put
it into an envelope. The man took the envelope and returned to the table.

Handing it to Debbie he said, "my wishes for us."

She opened the envelope and read the cryptic computerized printing on the
sheet. It had only one sentence printed: September 12th Half and Half. 30min.
$200.00.

Debbie thought of having the old man's wrinkled cock in her and also having
also to suck it. She wondered if he could even cum at his age. He thoughts were
interrupted by his hand pulling her up from the booth. She walked with him
through the door and back to her room. Arriving inside she asked if he wanted a
drink. A shake of his head told her no. She tried to remember everything Joy
had briefed her on. As they left the bartender told Ted to clean up the table.

Ted took a tray over and picked up the glasses and noticed the envelope that
Debbie had left for him. Ted read the paper inside and with his experience in
the army had no trouble understanding what "Half&Half" meant. His cock hardened
again and he wished he could watch his wife suck off the old man. A shout from
the bartender brought him back to reality.

Debbie took the old man to her room and asked, "Do you want me to undress
first?"

Again he shook his head no.

"O.K. I'll undress you first," she said as she turned to him.

She removed his suit coat and untied his tie, hanging both up carefully. He was
so short his eyes were on the same level as Debbie's nipples. She removed his
shirt, shoes, and pants leaving only his shorts on. To remove these she had to
kneel down if front of him. As she slid them down his skinny legs she came face
to face with his limp cock. As she expected it was wrinkly and small. He sat
back on the bed and waited for her to continue. Debbie simply pulled the gown
over her head and stood there wearing just her pantyhose. She quickly removed
them and allowed the man to take in the sight of her full nakedness.

"Which do you want me to do first?, she whispered, "suck you or fuck you?"

The man's cock began to rise as she approached the bed.

"I want to fuck first so I can cum into your mouth later," he said.

Debbie was glad, even with this old creature she at least wanted the smell and
the taste of cum to set her off. She was surprised to see the little cock had
grown into a near normal size. No giant, but nothing to be ashamed of.

"Do you want a rubber?" she asked.

Again the shake of his head. Debbie then lowered herself on his shaft and began
pumping her body. For a long time there was no sound other than the sound of
their bodies slapping together. Debbie thought maybe she could make him cum now
and get this over with but she could see him holding back when he came too
close.

He suddenly reached up and said, "Stop."

Debbie uncoupled and moved down in the bed so she could reach his now solid
cock with her mouth. After some of the monsters she had sucked earlier this
small one felt strange. She quickly took the entire length in her mouth and
applied suction. Pumping her head as fast as possible it wasn't long before she
tasted the pre-cum. Stopping momentarily to lick it off she went back to
sucking quickly. He began to moan and Debbie felt a single drop of cum hit the
roof of her mouth. Good taste, nothing special she thought. She continued to
suck, waiting for the rest but his cock started to deflate and soon was limp in
her mouth. Debbie felt cheated with all the work she had done but there was
nothing left in him. The old man got up, kissed her and dressed.

Leaving the room he turned and said, "I know you are disappointed but with age
comes less cum."

Laughing at his little joke, he closed the door and Debbie was left alone. For
a minute Debbie thought that she was through but quickly remembered that she
only had only ten minutes to clean up and get back to work. She ran into the
bathroom and turned on the shower. While she was showering she opened up a
douche bottle and flushed herself out.

Drying off she could still taste his cum and stopped to use the mouthwash. Her
next client might not like to kiss her with someone else's cum odor in her
mouth.

She put her black gown on and suddenly remembered that Jim wanted a new gown
every hour. Running down the hall to the wardrobe room she found a red velvet
sheath that fit her tall frame. One of the other girls was changing and they
exchanged smiles but said nothing. Checking the clock she saw she had one
minute left as she entered the room. Jim was watching and he smiled and waved
and left to go back to his office. She had passed the first hurdle and earned
eighty dollars in thirty minutes.

NEXT TRICK As she was returning to her bar stool she passed Ted standing behind
the bar washing glasses. Their eyes met and she puckered up her lips and blew
him a kiss. She wondered if he had a hard-on. She had deliberately left the
envelope on the table for him to see. As she approached the bar she felt her
arm being grabbed from behind. "Hi beautiful, I've been waiting for you to
finish with the old geezer." Debbie turned and saw a tall man in jeans and a
sport shirt holding her arm.

"Let's talk," he said as he leaned her against the wall.

"Fine sir," said Debbie, "how about a drink?"

"Too many already," he said. "I'm ready for you now if you know what I mean..
Tell me what did you do with the old man? Could he get it up? Did you suck him
off?"

Debbie shook her head and repelled, "I don't discuss my clients private
business with others. Have you decided what you would like me to do for you?"

"Ya, you betya," he replied and walked over to the cashier. The man in jeans
laughed out loud as the computer spit out a card which he brought it over to
Debbie. Reading the card she stiffened as she saw: September 12th Greek and
Gold 30 minutes $350.

Debbie knew the Greek would come up sooner or later but what is Gold? She saw
Joy nearby and told the man she needed a second to pass on a message to a
friend. Walking over to Joy she whispered in her ear asking what is gold.

Joy rolled her eyes and whispered back that it meant a "golden shower" and
combined with the "Greek" it meant that he was going to piss up her ass while
fucking her. Debbie reached over and took Joy's drink and drank it down in one
gulp.

"Thanks, I needed that," she said and returned to the waiting man.

As she left the room she made sure Ted saw her place the envelope on a nearby
table. He retrieved it shortly and let out a loud gasp as the truth of her next
client sank in. He told the bartender he needed a break and went to the men's
room.

He sat down on one of the commodes and let his thoughts wander on just what was
happening in the room down the hall. His wife would be taking a large cock up
her ass and then suddenly her bowels would be filled with an enema of hot piss.
Grabbing his cock he masturbated until he came all over his hand. Damn he
wished he could watch.

When Debbie and the second man arrived at her room she started to ask the usual
questions but was interrupted.

"Never mind the small talk, " he said, "strip down and do it quickly."

Debbie unzipped the dress and stepped out of it. The man had already taken off
his clothes and stood there with a cock more like the ones she remembered.

"Do you want a rubber sir," she asked.

"Hell no lady," he shouted, "how can I piss in your ass with some damn rubber
on my dick? Get on the bed and put your ass in the air."

Debbie held out her hands and said, "wait until I get ready."

"Hurry up I can't hold this much longer," he said.

Debbie took one of the tubes of K.Y. Jelly with an applicator tip and quickly
stuck it up her asshole and squeezed a large amount into her rectum. Getting on
her hands and knees on the bed she raised her ass up and waited for the
assault.

The man placed the head of his cock on her asshole and pushed hard in one
motion. Debbie stifled a scream as he entered fully. Thank god Joy had made her
relax it earlier. He started to pump in and out at a high rate. His balls
bounced against her cunt with each stroke. His hands were around her chest and
squeezing her tits. Within a few minutes he began to growl and stopped pumping.

"Get ready you whore," he shouted, " I'm going to fill you with piss." With
that he released his bursting bladder into Debbie's bowels.

At first she felt a warm feeling, then a full feeling, and then a dribbling of
liquid down her thighs. Having voided himself entirely the man reached over to
where Debbie had earlier placed the butt plug on the dresser and picked it up.

Pulling out his cock he quickly shoved the plug in and made sure it was in
tight. Debbie felt like she was going to burst if she didn't relieve the
pressure within her but the butt plug kept her from doing so.

"Please sir I have to go to the bathroom."

"Shut up bitch," he said as he turned her over. "I'm not through with you yet."

He started to stroke his cock and bring it back to full hardness. Pulling her
hair he placed it on her lower lip and began to spray of cum into her mouth and
over her face. As always, the odor and taste of cum made Debbie unaware of
anything else. She forgot about the pressure in her guts and enjoyed the hot
globs as they filled her mouth.

Having finished, the man grabbed her off the bed and took her into the
bathroom. He reached down and pulled out the butt plug with a single jerk.

"Now bitch, you will not let one drop leak out until I say so. If you do I'll
make you clean it up with your tongue Do you understand?"

Debbie clenched her asshole as tight as she could and tried to ignore the
cramps within.

"Yes sir, I do," she said knowing he meant it.

The man stood back and grinned as he watched the beautiful blond standing naked
in front of him. Debbie, grimacing in pain, arms held stiffly at her side,
every muscle in her body tensed as she waited for his command. Debbie felt she
was approaching the limit of her ability to hold the golden liquid but his
threat was fresh in her mind.

When he had seen enough he laughed and said, "Now bitch, shit it all out."

Debbie hastily sat down on the commode and it seemed her whole insides exploded
into the water below. Most all of the stored shit in her system had been
converted to liquid. It was too late to be embarrassed by the man watching her
shit her guts out. He loved every minute of it. Debbie hung her head down to
her knees in shame. Finally she heard him slam the door as he left. It might
take her more than ten minutes to clean her body up this time she thought as
she struggled to her feet and turned on the shower. It may take forever to
clean her mind up, but an additional $140 now in the pot. A shaken Debbie
reappeared on the floor about five minutes late. Ted was beginning to worry and
was relieved to see her walk into the room. She had changed into a white gown
that looked more like a nightgown than an evening dress.

As she walked by Ted she smiled and blew him another kiss. Ted stared at her
curvaceous ass as she walked away.

How his mind reeled thinking on what that ass had gone through in the last half
hour. Maybe she'll tell him all the details later. A sharp command from the
bartender brought him back to reality.

"Wake up and clear those tables."

Charlie the bartender put his arm on Ted's shoulder and said softly, "If I make
enough in tips tonight I think I'll give your wife a try. She is one of the few
that really looks like she'll be worth the money. You agree?"

Ted almost broke the glass he was wiping dry as he squeezed it but held his
temper. It is obvious that he will have put up with many more comments like
that before the fine is paid off.

GUESS WHO Debbie ordered and consumed two quick drinks and as she waited for
her next client. As she spin around on the bar stool and looked over the crowd
she saw Joy and a woman coming toward her. As they neared Debbie could make out
the woman's face in the dim lighting.

"Oh my God, no it can't be," she cried out loud.

There just a few feet away was her next door neighbor Dawn. Dawn the beautiful
mother of the four children who lived and played next door. Joy started to
introduce the two women but noticed that both of them were staring at each
other with shocked looks on their faces.

"Debbie is it really you?" said Dawn put her arms around Debbie and kissed her
on the cheek.

"Hello, Dawn," replied Debbie, "what are you doing in a place like this?"

Dawn smiled and whispered into Debbie's ear, "I might ask you the same question
my young neighbor. With four kids and a boring husband a girl needs a get away
once and a while." She laughed and continued to hug Debbie.

Joy looked on in amazement and said, "Well I'll be damned, I never saw anything
like this before."

"Let's all have a drink," she said as she waved the bartender over.

Debbie remained very silent as Joy and Dawn chatted away. Finally Joy announced
that they had better get going as Jim didn't like too much time wasted. Dawn
walked over to the cashier and returned. Debbie was glad they were leaving but
then her eyes widened as she saw that Dawn had TWO envelopes in her hand.

Handing one to Joy and one to Debbie she said, "I really can't see breaking up
while we are having so much fun."

Debbie opened the envelope and read: September 12th Female/Female
(unrestricted) 30 minutes $300 "Well I warned you, didn't I?" shrugged Joy as
she and Dawn took Debbie by the arms and led her away.

Arriving in the room Dawn's mannerisms immediately changed.

"Now my pretty neighbor lets get very neighborly. I've always wondered what you
looked like without those tight jeans you always wear. Have you wondered the
same about me?"

Not waiting for an answer, Dawn sat down on the bed and pointed at Debbie.

"I want you to strip and show me those hidden assets I've been wondering
about."

Debbie stepped back shaking her head and saying, "No Dawn, I can't do it with
you. I thought you were my friend and neighbor."

A big smile came on Dawn's face as she said, "You're right, I am your friend
and I just want to get friendlier. NOW STRIP!"

"Or would you like me to call Jim in? I'm one of his best customers and I do
think he has ways to change your mind."

With that statement Debbie knew she had no choice but to comply.. Reaching up
she lowered the two thin straps holding up her gown and let it fall to the
floor. Wearing nothing but her high heels she stood in front of her neighbor
and waited for instructions.

"Oh my," Dawn purred, "you're even more beautiful than I had imagined. Now turn
around and bend over, way over and spread your legs."

Debbie did as she was told, exposing herself to Dawn and Joy.

Dawn was almost drooling as she ordered, "Now crawl on your hands and knees
over here and suck my toes."

Debbie dropped to the rug and slowly crawled to the bed. Dawn removed her shoes
and Debbie took each toe in her mouth and sucked them one at a time. Dawn then
stood up and removed her dress. She was left with only bikini panties on.
Slipping out of the panties she held them in front of Debbie's face.

"Smell me neighbor and remember the smell since it will become very familiar to
you in the future."

Pushing the crotch of the panties over Debbie's nose she rubbed the well
scented material over and over her face.

"Open your mouth my friend and taste me. I sorry to have to admit that I have
had these on all day and they are highly `aged'."

Debbie opened her mouth as Dawn poked the stained cotton crotch deep into her
mouth.

"Suck it and chew it, I want you to get all of it off."

Debbie felt all of the moisture in her mouth being soaked up by the material
and was forced to salivate heavily. Between the distinctive odors and the
bitter taste she knew what she what it was but continued to chew and suck.

Dawn suddenly jerked the panties out of Debbie's mouth and laid back on the bed
with her feet in the air and spread widely.

"I've dreamed of this but never thought it would come to pass my darling
neighbor, eat me!"

With that she grabbed Debbie's hair and pulled her face down into her moist
crotch. Debbie's nose was forced into the thick black patch of hair and her
mouth lined up exactly over Dawn's clit. She immediately began to suck on the
wet clit and run her tongue up and down the wet slot. Dawn wanted more and
reached down and spread her lips so Debbie's tongue could reach deeper. Debbie
licked and sucked up and down but did not go past the end of the wet slot. Dawn
could feel the hesitation and pushed down on her head and yelled, "Don't stop
there I want your tongue deep in my asshole."

With the pressure on her head Debbie was forced down and her tongue tasted the
same bitter taste as she had tasted on the panties.

"Push it inside, push harder," cried Dawn as Debbie licked and tried to enter
the puckered orifice.

Rolling her tongue to a point she pushed with all her might and finally
succeeded in entering slightly. All this time Joy remained as a voyeur across
the room. As she watched the action she fingered herself to an organism just as
Dawn and Debbie both reached theirs. They all three were quiet as they panted
and relaxed in the room. Dawn finally sat up and stroked Debbie's hair.

"Lovely neighbor, I am sure you and I will have many morning coffee meetings
from now on. I ordered a video of this and it should be ready soon. We'll have
fun correcting any mistakes when we do it again and again and again."

Debbie said nothing as she lay on the bed between Dawn's legs, what could she
say. As Dawn and Joy left the room Debbie started her shower and tried to think
like the businesswoman she had become. Another $120 added which makes $340
dollars in less than two hours. At that rate the fine will be paid off in just
a few weeks. A few weeks she mused, what will my body be like in a few weeks.

As always she blew a kiss to Ted when she returned to the bar. The night
continued for Debbie with clients every half- hour. Almost all were the
standard "half&half" variety. Some truckers, some businessmen, even a rich
college student who drooled all over himself when he saw Debbie. At two-o'clock
the bar closed and everyone left leaving only the employees to clean up.

Debbie watched as Ted finish cleaning glassware and the bartender was talking
to the host. She was glad the night was over, or so she thought. She watched as
the bartender came over to where she was sitting. He stopped in front of her
and handed her one of the envelopes. Opening it she read: September 13th Blow
Job only, $50.00.

"Let's make it quick lady," he said. "I have to get home to my wife."

"We don't even have to go back to the room for this. We can do it over in the
corner." With that he took her arm and led her over to the other end of the bar
where the lights were off. Unzipping his pants he pulled out his cock which was
already fully erect. Debbie knew that Ted could see enough to know what was
happening but by now she did not care.

It was $20 more for the pot. She knelt and took his cock into her mouth and
started pumping. In just a few minutes he moaned and came quickly. Not a large
amount, just normal thought Debbie. Same taste as dozens of others. No big
thing, just a business deal that was closed. Debbie took a tissue and cleaned
off the cum that had dribbled down her chin and stood up. Returning to the bar
she sat across from Ted as he finished the glassware and smiled as nothing had
happened. It was nothing to her now but she could see the large lump in his
pants and knew he had enjoyed it. They both drove home in silence, neither
wanting to start a conversation.

Later when Ted slid into bed next to Debbie she curled up in a fetal position
and he wrapped his body around hers.

They kissed and looked into each other's eyes. Ted whispered to her, "Tell me
about them... all of them." Debbie felt his cock hardening as she began to
describe each client in detail. Ted with eyes listened to each vivid
description.

Without touching himself he came all over the two of them. Debbie smiled and
proceeded to lick him clean. Much, much later they fell asleep with smiles on
their faces, still wrapped around each other. Before she fell asleep, Debbie
thought to herself, "What a beautiful thing marriage is."

End of Part Three

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