Poker Wife

Chapter 12: Lisa Gets Anxious Over Terri's Disappearance

Ron led Lisa from the room, out to the limo and threw her into the back, still gagged, bound and naked. He left, but returned just minutes later with a hood, and placed the hood over her head, so that she couldn't see where he was taking her. He then got in, and drove her back to her house. He took her into the house, pulling on her leash, as he led her across the yard. Once inside of the house, he pushed her down onto the couch, still bound and gagged. He reached down, grabbing her legs, and spread them wide apart, before thrusting his swelling prick into her. After dumping a load of cum into her, he got up, dressed and left, leaving her still bound and gagged, and with the hood still blinding her, so that she didn't even know where she was.

As the day drug on, she had slipped off of the couch, and was now lying on the floor. Unable to hold her bladder off any longer, she wet herself. Brian returned home late, having been forced to work until after seven o'clock. As he walked into the dark house, he heard a muffled cry. Turning on the living room lights, he found her curled up, hooded, bound, and gagged, lying on the floor, not far from her own excrement.

As Brian pulled his wife to her feet, he pulled the hood off of her face, and removed her gag. He stood behind her, and began to untie her hands, when he noticed the 'D' that had been burnt deep into her ass by the sizzling branding iron. As he began to question his wife about what had happened to her, she just stood there silently, her eyes trying to adjust to the lights, while she tried to get her mouth to move, after having been gagged for over twelve hours. Seeing his wife's enlarged, puffy lips, now cracked and bleeding, having gotten overly dry and brittle, he rushed into the kitchen, and returned with a glass of water. Parched and close to dehydrated, Lisa slowly began to sip the water, not able to take too much at a time.

Finally able to speak, she told told him of what she had seen and heard after the poker game this morning. Ron's cheating, their plan to ensnare and blackmail Terri, as they had Lisa. Determined to make sure that neither sister could live a normal life again.

Lisa and Brian sat there for the rest of the evening, trying to figure out how to help Terri and themselves, but were unable to find a solution. So Ron cheated, so that they would have a tape of Terri begging for, and having sex with a dog. Even with this knowledge, it was already too late. They had their tape against Terri now, and already had plenty against both Brian and Lisa.

Lisa spent the next two weeks thinking of Terri. Not hearing from her sister, Danielle or anyone else of that group, for that matter. Lisa spent each day afraid that the phone that she had been given would ring, or that Brian would return with some piece of bad news, like before. Relieved, as each day passed without anyone calling on her, to further her degradation. Yet deeply troubled not having heard from her sister, and still not knowing of Terri's fate.

As the end of the second week passed, Brian was sent out of town on business again. They had changed all of their locks, on all the doors, before he left, unsure anymore, who now had a key to their house. She began to finally feel comfortable at home again, but still didn't allow Brian to touch her.

Then, just two days after Brian had left on his business trip, she received a call on her cell phone. She answered the phone saying, "Hello." There was no response, and after waiting for a little bit, she said, "Hello." again. As there was still no reply, she was ready to hang up, when she heard a cry, a long, muffled cry. The cry of a woman gagged. She had heard the muffled cry, it had a rhythm to it.

"It must be Terri." she thought, and from the rhythm of her cries, she must be getting raped by someone, or something, but she was unsure of which. She then asked, "Terri is that you?" Still there was no answer, just the continued muffled crying. "Terri, are you alright?" she asked, but still no response, just the continued crying of someone coming over the phone, in a rhythm that she recognized as that of a woman being fucked against her will, something she herself had become very familiar with herself, unfortunately. The crying then increased, both in intensity as well as volume, just before the phone went dead.

She sat there shocked, looking at the now silent phone. What were they doing to Terri? Why had they called her? She just had to know, and called to speak to Brian, but she could never catch him in his hotel room. She waited until the next day and tried again, but still no luck. Where could he be, and why wasn't he returning her calls. Worried about her sister, and not knowing where else to turn, she called to speak to Mr. Kelly. Having gotten no answer from Ron or Carl's house, and Mike's number had been disconnected.

She was put on hold, and left there holding on, until the line was dropped on four tries. She saw no other alternative, so she decided to go see him in person. She had to know what was happening to Terri.

...

James Kelly had gone for over a year without being able to get an erection. He had been impotent ever since the night his wife had caught him with Terri. Danielle had chased him around the house with a knife that night. When she finally got him cornered, she had placed the blade of the knife right on his prick. She rubbed the blade across his cock, and told him what she was going to do to him for cheating on her. She told him that she would cut off his cock and stuff it down his throat, explaining how much she would enjoy it, and that she'd do nothing to help him, as she left him to bleed to death, once removing his cheating prick. He was crying, scared that she would really do it.

She had always been the dominate partner in their relationship. He could take charge of a project, manage an office of over 300 people, and wrap up a ten million dollar business deal, but when it came to Danielle, he had always been a push over, and she had dominated him. He couldn't stand up to her, always having done as she asked.

She had cut his dick that evening, but it wasn't really serious, just nicking the skin to prove a point, but it had been enough to make him lose his sex drive. They hadn't made love since, as his dick hadn't even twitched until that night with Lisa.

That night, as he watched the young wife, bent over the table, being taken against her will, by stranger after stranger, he felt something that he hadn't felt in a long time. Knowing that she was there, and allowing these strangers to fuck her in front of him, just because she believed that's what he wanted, gave him a sense of power over her, which made him hard. Knowing that he could control her, the way he was being controlled by Danielle, his prick had gotten erect that night, as he watched her taken by the men at the restaurant and his cock stayed that way, as he watched her ravaged by the black teens in the alley. He stayed erect right up until Danielle had touched it the next morning. The minute that she touched it, he felt it begin to go limp, and was barely able to orgasm in her mouth, before shriveling up from her touch.

As his attention was drawn to the knock on his door, he snapped out of his day dream, and looked up. His secretary, an elderly woman in her sixties, was standing in the door way.

"Yes Alice" he said in his commanding voice.

"There's a young women here to see you. It's Brian Brennan's wife sir."

As he sat there shocked, Alice came into his office. He knew he couldn't see her and said, "Tell her I'm in a meeting."

"I did sir. She says it's an emergency, and she has to see you."

Knowing that he couldn't stop his desires, if he saw her again, and not wanting to tempt fate, he said, "I don't care, and I don't have time for this. Get her out of here Alice."

As the older women turned, and began to close the door, Lisa tried to bolt past her into Mr. Kelly's office. Alice grabbed her and tried to hold her back as she closed her boss's door.

"Oh Please Master. I have to talk to you! Just give me a minute." Lisa cried, struggling to get past his secretary. Hearing her hopeless voice calling him Master, and seeing the pleading in her eyes, he knew that he had to see her.

"Alice"

"I'm sorry sir, I told her to have a seat. I..."

"That's okay Alice let her in and close the door please. Hold all of my calls." He calmly said, having made up his mind.

As Lisa sat down on the couch in his office, James' dick twitched. Here she was, and he had total control over her. His feeling of power and manliness welled up inside of him. His dominance over the young lady unquestioned.

As the door closed, Lisa began, "Master, I have to know what happened to Terri. I got a call and no one was there, but in the background, I could here a muffled cry. I just have to know if she's OK and what Danielle has done to her." and then she began to cry.

James sat back in his chair, unsure of how to answer her question. Deciding that no answer would sound better than the truth, he told her, "Danielle chartered a jet, and flew down to Mexico with Terri, Ron, Mike and Carl. The next day she called, and had me send Brian there on a business trip, to join them. I haven't seen or heard from any of them since they left."

Lisa sat there stunned, not sure what else to say, or ask. Looking at the girl, and the blank stare on her face he prodded her on. "Any other questions slave?"

Now having some time to ponder his answer, she asked, "What are they doing in Mexico?"

James smiled broadly and said, "Well I am afraid that my wife doesn't keep me in the loop on the specifics, but I do know that Brian insisted on joining them, and had wanted to go all along. It took Danielle an extra day, before she agreed to let him join their little party."

Lisa was stunned by this news. Why would Brian have insisted on going with them? Did he feel the need to protect Terri? Did he know something he hadn't told her?

Mr. Kelly could no longer resist. He stood up from his desk, a tent in his pants and walked over to the door, turning the knob and locking the door. Lisa, hearing the click of the lock, suddenly began to think that this might not have been such a good idea. As he approached his prey, he saw the fear in her eyes, and knew that it was well placed.

He stood over her and said, "Slave, I want to see you naked." Lisa sat there looking up at him, not making a move. "Now Slave! Take your clothes off."

She knew that she had to obey him, and began to undress. He was relieved that she had done as he had told her, not knowing what he would have actually done if she had refused. He stood there watching her remove her clothes. As she slid her panties down her legs, he held his hand out, gesturing for her to put them in his hand. As she placed her panties in her master's hands, she noticed the small wet spot forming in his pants. Seeing her gaze on his cock, he ordered her to, "Take it out slave."

Lisa began to unbutton his trousers. As she unzipped his pants, he reached out and touched her face, running his finger over her enlarged lips and across her cheeks. As she lowered his pants, and pulled his underwear down, she saw his cock for the first time. After all her experiences with men, she found his cock rather small and lacking thickness. There was also a funny scar across the top of his shaft. As she examined her master's pitiful tool, a smirk came across her face. Seeing her expression, as she looked at his prick, James got angry and yelled, "Slut!" as he slapped her across her face. The blow knocking her off of the couch and onto the floor.

Furious by her reaction, he grabbed her by her hair, and pulled her to her feet. He slapped her again, harder than the first time. As she fell to the floor again, he grabbed the phone from the table next to the couch, and pulled the cord out of the wall. Taking the phone cord, he wrapped it around her neck twice, and then began to pull her to her feet.

As he placed the cord around her neck, Lisa feared for her life, and began to scream, afraid that he would kill her right there, right then. As he tightened his grip on the cord, she tried to get away from him, for which she received a knee to the stomach, knocking the air out of her for her trouble. Falling to the floor from the blow, she felt her life being squeezed out of her body.

James stood over his slave, content to choke the bitch to death. He had never struck a woman before today, however, he had felt humiliated and ashamed when this little slut smirked at him, after seeing his prick. Who the hell did she think she was? He had seen her with... well anyway, who was she to look at him like that?

As he watched her eyes flutter, and her screams weakened, he realized that he had no choice but to release her. Not troubled by her screams, he had gotten his office sound proofed years ago. That allowed him to scold his employees in total privacy, but he had never dreamed of doing anything like this to anyone, except maybe Danielle, his bitch of a wife, who had treated him so badly for so many years.

As he loosened his grip on the cord, she began to suck in the air, trying to refill her deprived lungs. His cock was stiffer now than he could ever remember it being his whole life. He dragged her onto the couch and pulled her ass over the arm. He gazed down to see the 'D' branded into her burnt flesh. After over two weeks, it still looked fresh. She had refused to seek medical attention, even though it may have been infected, because she was so ashamed of it.

Deciding the better of it, he flipped his slave over still holding onto the phone cord. Looking down at her panties, that he still held in his other hand he shoved them into her gasping mouth. Taking his now free hand, he threw one of her legs away from her body, and glared down at her still hairless cunt.

Feeling his power over her again, he stepped up to her and drove his cock deep into her pussy. Basking in his feeling of power, he lifted his head up in victory. As his gaze rose, he saw the picture of his wife Danielle on the wall staring at him. Her eyes piercing through him from the photograph, and he froze. His erection fell, as he stared back at the photo of his evil wife.

Lisa's eyes opened, looking at her attacker, as his now limp cock slipped from her pussy. Unsure of what had happened, but knowing that he had only thrust into her once, and didn't leave his seed.

She looked at her master, unsure as to what to do. He stepped away from her yelling, "Get out! Get out of here!"

Lisa was shocked by this turn of events, as she quickly pulled her blouse and pants back on, not even bothering to take her panties out of her mouth, or untangling the phone cord from her neck. As she hurriedly put on her clothes, he said, "Meet me at Danielle's play house tonight at six, you've got the address bitch."

She grabbed her bra from the floor and pulled the panties out of her mouth, as she unlocked the door, and left his office. The phone cord still dangling from her neck, with red welts now forming where he had choked her with it. She hurried out of the office, trying to stuff her bra and panties into her pocket, not looking up at any of the men or women, as she scurried from the building.

James Kelly sat behind his desk, humiliated and ashamed. Even when she was a thousand miles away, somehow his wife still was able to control him. Thinking back on what had just happened, he vowed to have Lisa, no matter what.

Knowing that he would need help, he called the restaurant that Danielle had made him take Lisa to before. He tried as best as he could to make a special arrangement, like he had gotten before. The man on the other end seemed clueless, and Mr. Kelly was unable to come out and say exactly what he was looking for, to get his date gang raped by the patrons like before. He hung up the phone, never having made a reservation.

James sat there contemplating his options for twenty minutes, when it hit him. He pulled out his wallet, and took Scott's business card from it. Scott had given him the card that night in the alley, while Lisa was being raped by the street punks. he dialed the number and waited. When the phone was picked up, it was a machine. "Hello, this is Scott's Custom Productions. Currently we're out doing a shoot out of town, but should be back in 6 to 8 weeks. Leave your message at the beep.

"Damned!" he thought. He now didn't know who to turn to. Danielle had set up everything before now, he had tried to stay totally uninvolved. He popped in the tape from that first night at the play house. As he watched Andy tying Lisa to the table, he saw his opportunity.

It was 4:05 when he asked his secretary to find Andy's parents phone number. He was able to give her the boy's last name, and the street that he should be on. She seemed confused by his request, but knowing better than to question her boss, she quickly found the number for him.

He dialed Andy's parent's house and waited for it to be picked up. Questioning his own decision to bring the boy back into it, but not knowing where to else to turn. Andy answered the phone on the fourth ring sounding winded, "Yea, hello."

James waiting a few seconds replied "Hello Andy. This is James Kelly, perhaps you remember me."

"Look dude, if this is about the videos on e-bay, I stopped selling them when your wife told me to stop. I don't know who's selling the custom videos. I thought that it must have been you guys." Andy stammered out, obviously worried about what Danielle would do to him.

"What? No this is not about the videos. I would like to make you an offer. You showed great promise in how you used Lisa. I would like to see what you could throw together for her again." he told the boy.

"Really dude? That's awesome! I've really missed,... well you know." he replied.

"Yes, I know. How about you be at my wife's place at 6:30 tonight? Could you keep it simple. I know this is a last minute thing." James said to the kid.

"Sure, I got a great idea." Andy replied.

As Lisa walked into her house, cursing herself. Why had she gone to the office? She know new only a little more than she did when she had left. Except now, she had attracted Mr. Kelly's attention again, and had to submit to more abuse. She looked at the time, and knew that she had to get ready. After showering and putting on her make-up she went to the closet to find something to wear. She no longer had the gowns Mr. Kelly had sent her in the past, and had thrown out must of her own more revealing clothing. Not sure what he expected from her, she flipped through the clothes on the hangers.

She then saw it, as she glanced down while looking through her remaining clothes. On the floor, in the back of the closet, she found a dry cleaning bag hanging over a hanger. Curious, she picked it up and took it to the bed. Removing the bag from the hanger, she saw that it was her skirt and top from the first poker game. She knew that Brian must have had it cleaned, and hid it from her. In a fit of rage, she picked up the clothes and threw them in the trash can, thinking that she never wanted to wear that outfit ever again.

She returned to the closet, and spent thirty minutes trying to find something that she thought would satisfy Mr. Kelly, not wanting to anger him. She gave up, as she had thrown away everything that was the least bit sexy. She walked back into the bedroom, and glanced at the time. "Shit! I'm going to be late!" she thought, and knew that she had to hurry up. Not seeing anything else, she grabbed the clothes that she had just thrown away, from the trash, and put them on. Looking at herself in the mirror, before she left, and she was horrified. Her once tight t-shirt was now too small for her enlarged breasts, and were busting out of the low cut top. Even with her pouty lips, and her hair a different color and style, she saw herself as the slut that they had made her into.

She got there three minutes late, and was fearful of what punishment she would face for her tardiness. As she walked to the house, she saw the for sale sign in the front yard of the home.

She knocked on the door, and heard Mr. Kelly tell her to come in. As she entered, she noticed that the house looked empty, as all the furniture was gone. Mr. Kelly was on his cell phone in the kitchen and he hung up the phone just as she walked in.

They spent the next twenty minutes standing in the kitchen, neither one of them speaking. Lisa stood in the center of the kitchen, while Mr. Kelly leaned against the counter, occasionally walking around her, silently looking over her body. He noted that she had lost several pounds since the first video that he had seen of her, but even as thin as she was now, she still looked incredible. Finally, a knock on the front door broke the awkward silence.

"Get the door slave." He finally said.

She was shocked as she opened the door, and saw Andy standing in front of her. She had felt confident, that after that day with Terri and the poker game, that she would never have to be face to face with him again.

Smiling, Andy said "Hello Lisa. It's so good to see you again."

Lisa stood there speechless, not knowing what to say to the punk.

"What's a matter babe, not happy to see me?" he asked, as her walked by her, carrying a large duffle bag, and a couple of folding chairs. Following Andy into the house, was his father and a couple of Andy's cousins. All of the men carried in chairs, and then a large, folding, round, wooden table was rolled in by none other than their neighbor, Dr. Rosenbloom.

"Well, hello Lisa! My you look like you've lost some weight. I think that maybe we should give you a physical tonight." the good doctor said.

Humiliated again by her young neighbor, she closed the door, as the last of the five men entered the house and following them into the main room, where the men began to set up the tables and chairs. While the others were setting up, Andy and Mr. James had walked over to the corner, and were talking. No one was paying any attention to Lisa.

Laughing, as they walked over to her, Andy said, "Lisa honey, how ironic you wore that outfit. I brought one over just like it, but since yours looks its a little smaller than the one that I brought, we'll go with yours. Now honey, we're going to play some poker, just like that night when you did it with Ron, your husband and their buddies. And just like that night, whoever wins gets the remote, and you have to do whatever they say. You got it honey?"

Looking at her master for approval, she said, "Yes." as she saw him nod his head.

The game began, and Mr. Kelly told Lisa to go get the beer, from the back of the truck out front. She had to make three trips, to bring in all of the beer that the men had brought with them, and placed them in the refrigerator, before returning to the game.

"You silly little bitch, you didn't bring us any! Get everyone a beer, including yourself." her master told her.

She did as she was told, going back into the kitchen and bringing back a beer for everyone. Just as she got back into the room, Andy's cousin Heath had won the round.

"OK, so I guess you have to do what I say, huh?" Heath asked her.

"Yes, that's how it works." Lisa responded sarcastically.

"Damn you got a sharp tongue, hope it don't hurt my dick." he replied, getting a laugh from the others at the table. "First let me ask you, do you remember anything from the night Andy had you dress up like a catholic high school girl? Don't forget you have to tell the truth."

"No, not really. The last thing that I remember was getting into the car." she told him honestly.

"Fuck! I wanted to make sure that you'd remember me. Oh well, I guess I'll have to leave a more lasting impression on you tonight. Now suck my dick."

As the game continued, she kneeled down under the table to suck his cock. He wasn't erect when she had pulled his prick out of his pants, so she tried to jerk him off a little first, to get him hard. Not getting what he had asked for he said "Bitch, I didn't ask for a hand job. Now suck my dick."

She was forced to do as he asked, so she placed his limp dick into her mouth, and began to suck on it, now like an old pro. She had her nose in his thick patch of pubic hair, and it smelled terrible. She began to wonder when was the last time that he had bathed. She had sucked pig's dicks that smelled better than this.

As her whole mind was thinking about the horrible smell, she hadn't noticed how Andy's father had reached under her skirt, and had worked his fingers under her panties. She first noticed the intrusion when he slipped his finger into her bald cunt. She didn't stop giving Heath a blow job, even though she was being fingered from behind, and was unaware that Doug had won the next round.

As she continued sucking Heath's cock, she felt something cold near her ass, and as she looked back, she saw Doug with a beer bottle, as he pulled her panties off. He then placed the mouth of the bottle right up to the opening of her hot, wet pussy. As he slid the bottle into her, she moaned from around the smelly dick in her mouth. The bottle neck filled her with its cold sensations as it was worked in and out of her sex.

Heath finally shot his load into her mouth, just as the round ended. Andy's Father had won the hand. He ordered Lisa, who was now wiping her cum covered face, to get them all more beer. The cold bottle of beer was pulled from her cunt and she went to get the men another beer. When she returned, she handed out the beer to the men. Ted, Andy's father, ordered her to chug a bottle of beer. He told her that if she chugged it in just ten seconds, that he would let her rest the remainder of the round. So she picked up her new bottle of beer, and started to open it.

"No not that one dummy, use the one that was in your cunt." he said, handing her the bottle that they had used in her cunt.

Reluctantly, she took the bottle. When Ted told her go, she began to chug the beer down as fast as she could. As the men counted, while she guzzled the beer. She knew at seven, that she was in trouble, having well over half of the beer still in the bottle. She opened her mouth, and let the beer literally pour into her throat, barely gulping as it went straight down into her stomach. Some splashed onto her face, and dripped down her chin, as the men said ten. She had lost. Ted then ordered her to finish it in one swig and she complied. Ted then told her she could try again handing her the new bottle. She tried again this time letting the beer spill out, down her cheeks and onto her chest.

The cold liquid made her nipples harden instantly, as she chugged it down, but it took her twelve seconds. She had probably swallowed two thirds of it, while spilling the rest. She had gotten so close, but...

"Hey, dad, why don't we give her one more shot at it?" Andy said, pulling out a half pint of Jack Daniels.

"Here, give this a try." Ted said, handing her the bottle, "I'll tell you what if you chug this bottle, you can have the next two rounds off, what do you guys say?"

All the men around the table chimed in that they would agree to those terms. Lisa looked at the bottle, other than an occasional beer, the most she had ever drunk, was a few glasses of wine.

"Okay." she said, opening the bottle.

As Ted said go, she took her first swig, thinking that she might be able to win this time. The hot liquid burned her throat, as it went down. She almost puked, gagging on the liquid, she pulled the bottle away from her mouth. Having sucked down about half the bottle, she tried to calm herself, preparing for her next swig. "Six, Seven, Eight." She brought the bottle to her lips and chugged. The last Drop empting from the bottle as the men said eleven.

"I'm sorry Lisa honey, you lose again. Now take off that wet top." Ted told her.

Lisa began to cry, having worked so hard, only to lose again. She pulled the clinging T-shirt free from her body, while Ted stood and dropped his pants, before sitting back down.

"Come over here sweetie, and sit on ol' Ted's lap, Honey." he ordered her.

As she walked over to him, the men could tell that the alcohol was already having an effect on the small women. As she began to sit down on his lap, he helped her down the rest of the way, guiding her wet cunt over his semi-erect cock. As his dick slipped past her cunt sphincter, the men heard a moan slip from her mouth. He then began to bounce her up and down on his cock, as she continued moaning, as she got more and more aroused from the ride.

It took two more hands for Ted to shoot his load into her. The winner of each hand made her chug another beer, while she continued to ride Ted's cock.

As Ted finished with her, she was thrown up onto the table. The men began to drop their pants, so that they were ready to use her. Lisa, now too drunk to be coherent of her situation, serviced each man as he presented her his cock. For the first round of let's fuck Lisa over, most of them came in her mouth, and for the rest of the night, they mainly thrust their pricks into her ass or cunt. The men, including the doctor, had quickly helped her out of all of her clothes.

As the doctor finished using her, Andy said, "Try this dad." as he lay down on the table, and placed Lisa on top of him, pulling her cunt onto his dick. He then bent her over him and said, "Come on dad, work it into her ass!"

Not needing much encouragement Ted thrust his dick into her butt. Lisa, in a state of drunken awareness, looked down to see Andy fucking her from below. Then, looking over her shoulder, she saw the boy's father plugging her ass from behind. The sick prevision of the situation caused her to begin sobbing again. As the father and son duo finished up, leaving their spunk inside of the helpless woman, they were quickly replaced by Andy's cousins.

As Doug pulled her over, onto his cock, he reached up and placed a clothes pin on her right nipple. The pain seared through her abused, sensitive nipple, and throughout her entire breast, she cried out in pain. As she began to scream in pain, Heath reached up, grabbed a handful of her hair, as he thrust his dick into her ass. While she was being penetrated in both her lower fuck holes by the cousins, Ted and Andy began to apply more clothes pins to her body. The small pinching from each one, was more than she could handle. As the two men continued to place the clothes pins onto her body, Lisa tried to remove some of them, needing to ease the pain. As she reached for the second one, Ted grabbed her arm, and placed a metal handcuff on it. Then grabbing her other arm, he pulled them both behind her back, cuffing them together.

She was now unable to remove any of the clothes pins, and was soon covered with them. They had made circles around her breasts, using the pins. Then they began applying them to her belly, and even on her arms. As she begged for them to stop, the men laughed and mocked her. At one point, Andy even placed a clothes pin on her lips, pinning them closed for a moment, at least.

As the night dragged on for Lisa, all of the men had enjoyed using her body for there pleasure, many times each. All the men that is, except for Mr. Kelly, who sat there content to just watch, while his pet was used by the entire group. He watched her get fucked in every conceivable manner by the men. They used her any way that they felt like, not showing any concern for her comfort or enjoyment.

As the men finished with her, they left her lying on the floor, doubled over in pain, and she eventually passed out from a combination of the pain, exhaustion, and alcohol. The five men then gathered their things, and began to leave. Andy stopping to talk with Mr. Kelly before he left.

As James walked back into the room that Lisa was in, he saw her on the floor covered with semen. The evening of seeing her defiled and used had left him hard and horny. He walked over to her, dropped his pants, and gently pushed her over onto her back, her hands still cuffed behind her.

Feeling her cuffed wrists being pushed into her back, Lisa began to awaken. Looking up, she saw Mr. Kelly, nude from the waist down, standing over her. As he dropped to his knees over her, she could see his erection. Grabbing her hair, he pulled her face up and into his crouch. Knowing what she had to do, she began to suck his dick.

She was lying in a very uncomfortable position, the handcuffs cutting into her wrists and back. She coughed, unable to clear her throat, with his dick inside of her mouth and James felt her teeth scrap his dick. Angry, and fearing that she might bite him, he pulled back, and away from her. As he pulled away, he slapped her hard across her face. Blood began to trickle down her busted open lip and he began to feel his power returning.

Looking at the bleeding girl in front of him, he grabbed her ankles, pushing them back towards her head, and over it. He saw her still puckered anus winking at him, and lined his cock up with it. He took one hand, and slapped her across her tits. The effect was two fold, first it knocked some of the clothes pins off of her breasts, and then it made her scream in pain, as an added bonus.

With his prick now lined up with her nether eye, he thrust into her, once again grabbing her ankles and forcing them both as far apart, and back over her head as he could. Her crying was an immense turn on to him, as he hammered into her butt. He developed a rapid tempo, as he quickly thrust his cock into her ass, and just as quickly yanked it out, but he was unable to keep it up for long, and emptied his jism into her, after only a minute.

As he got up, he looked down at her and smiled. He had done it. There she lay before him, used, abused and tortured, all for his amusement. He felt great, as if he were truly a man again, and he was happy.

As he dressed and prepared to leave, she had slipped back into unconsciousness again. He reached down, and undid the cuffs on her hands before leaving. Taking one last look at his pet, covered in cum, and still with the clothes pins scattered all over her body. He knew he would have her again.

Lisa awoke the next morning a killer head ache. Her body aching, and especially the parts still being pinched by the clothes pins. As she started to pull herself up, she noticed the man sitting in the folding chair in front of her.

She looked at the man wearing the golden blazer, and saw the grin on his face. It was Kevin Jenkins, and she knew that the latest chapter, in her nightmare of a life, was not yet over.

As she began to pull herself up Lisa heard Mr. Jenkins begin to giggle. "Don't get up on my behalf you can service me from down there." She looked up defiantly "I don't think so you old pervert!" she said. "I think you should reconsider if you want your clothes and car keys back bitch."

Lisa looked around not seeing her clothes or purse anywhere in the room. "You son of a bitch! You wore our friend I go shopping with your wife, why would you throw that all away?" Snickering at her he replied "I am not throwing anything away. As I see it we'll just be adding to our friendship. Now, take my dick out and blow me."

Lisa once again resigned, crawled over to him and pulled his member from his trousers and began to blow him. "Good job neighbor." He said as his erection grew under her attentions. Taking both hands he grabbed her head by the hair and began to force her mouth deeper down on his cock gagging her on it roughly.

Now fully erect he pushed her back down on the ground and kicked her legs far apart. He dropped his trousers and then he too dropped to his knees. As he slid his dick deep into her cunt he leaned over her body and began kissing her passionately. As he invaded her mouth with his tongue Lisa put forth no resistance feeling him pounding his cock into her while his hands moved across here sensitive breast.

He made love to her as he would his own wife. Lisa laid thankful for the change in attitude from her assailant. As she felt him gently bite her lower lip she felt his seed empty into her.

As he lifted up he pulled his pants back up and refastened his trousers. Next extending his hand he helped Lisa up from the floor he then guided her over to a small closet under the steps. "Get in," he ordered. "What? No I did as you said let me go." I will but I am showing the house in two minutes so hide in there and be quiet until I'm done."

Doing as she was told she stepped into the small dark closet and waited. While standing in the closet she began quietly removing the clothes pins from her body. She could hear the foot steps moving up and down the stairs and the creeks in the floor as the people walked through the house.

She heard the footsteps stop out side the door and she listened. "I'll see you later Baby." "I think you'll love the house Mrs. Williams I'll get the paper work over to you this afternoon."

After a few moments she heard the rattle as the knob on the door was turned. Grateful she would finally be free to go home she stood smiling as the door was opened. There in front of her was Mr. Jenkins and a short wiry black man presumably Mr. Williams.

"Well thanks for your business I am sure you and the Misses will be most happy with the house. Now here's the bitch I told you about before your wife got here. Remember to have her back by Two." Mr. Jenkins said as he grabbed her by her hair and stuffed a rag in her mouth before applying a layer of duct tape to hold it in.

Not even given a chance to protest Lisa stood there gagged as Mr. Jenkins grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her back. Holding her wrist together in on hand he began to wrap the duct tape around her wrist with the other.

Now gagged and bound Lisa was led out to the garage still nude she was forced to climb in the trunk of the old Ford as the trunk was closed on her. She then heard the car start and begin to move. It traveled for over twenty minutes her guess was most of it had been on the highway the old car to noisy for her to hear anything from outside. The car finally stopped she heard a door open and then silence.

She laid in the back of the old Ford for what seemed like hours but was actually only about ten minutes. As she heard the key hit the trunk and turn she looked up wondering what would come next.

The light hit her eyes just as she saw the large black man throw the blanket over her nude body. She felt him lift her up and toss her over his shoulder as he began to carry her up several steps and open a door. As he carried her into a building of some sort she heard the familiar Ding of an elevator and then the sound of the closing doors. The sensation of the elevator climbing the building was exaggerated lying on the mans shoulder as she was. Lisa felt sick and was afraid she would vomit into the rag stuffed in her mouth.

As the ding indicated she was carried from the elevator and into another doorway the thug carrying her accidentally banging her head into the side of the doorway. She was thrown down onto a mattress but still wrapped in the blanket. Her fear now at its worst she began to try to get up from the bed. Seeing the women struggle someone pushed her back down forcefully.

Lisa began to hear the voices and laughter of many men just before she felt the blanket being pulled from her body. Looking up she saw she was surrounded by a dozen or more large and naked black men. She tried to protest and fight them off as they began to grope and grab at her still cum stained body. Her struggles proved fruitless as the men outnumbered her restrained as she was.

Finally as she looked at her attackers helplessly bound at the hands of her black assailants she knew her fate was sealed. As the skinny Blackman she had seen back at the house climbed on the mattress and between her legs she gritted her teeth not willing to accept what she was about to happen to her yet again.

As Jerome prepared to mount the white bitch he told the men gathered around him. "Now this is how you throw a party I hope you other mother fuckers are paying attention to how this shit is done!" with that he drove his cock into her spread legs as she closed her eyes. She felt him enter her and the hands still running over her body.

He was smaller than most of the men she had been forced to fuck, but it didn't make her feel any better. He hadn't taken long maybe three minutes before he shot his stream into her, but he was quickly replaced by another then another.

The experience lasted for hours she was fucked in her ass and cunt, sometimes in tandem when they could manage it. It was a disorganized little party not planned at all she knew it was not meant to have happened. Mr. Kelly would not have allowed this. Would he?

When the men had finished with her they sat around still pinching and groping her exposed body as they drank and smoked their weed. She heard them talk about how much money they could make with a little whore like her on the street and the possibilities of just how to use her. Lisa trembled as they discussed what they would make her do if they "owned her".

Finally the Time had come and she was once again covered and returned to the trunk of the car before being returned to the house. Once she was carried inside she felt her hands freed while she was still wrapped in the blanket. By the time she had worked her way out from under the blanket she found herself laying nude on the kitchen floor in Danielle's play house.

She found her clothes on the kitchen counter along with her purse and keys. She removed the rag from her mouth and began to dress she thankfully drank water from the kitchen faucet thankful to be free again. As she left the house to go out to her car she noticed the sold sign now on the for sale sign in the yard.

She returned home and showered and cleaned herself douching herself twice hoping to clean herself from the events of the last twenty-four hours. As she lay in her bed trying to forget what she had been put through not wanting to think of what horrible disease she might have been exposed to from her black assailants she drifted off into a light sleep.

She was startled as she heard the ringing she quickly woke and began looking for the source of the noise. She found it in her purse it was the cell phone Mr. Kelly had given her. She answered it, Mr. Kelly then instructed her to go to the local sex shop and pick up a list of items he gave her, and he told her to use the credit card he had given her. He then told her to go to a tattoo parlor at 3 p.m. tomorrow an tell them she was there for Danielle's appointment she was next told to go to the apartment he had already given her a key to and wait for him there.

After repeating his instructions back to him she hung up the phone. Lisa was terrified at what laid ahead for her the items he wanted her to pick up. The clothing he ask her to buy. She had to wonder what he would do to her, what he had planned and just how bad it could get.