Everybody Love's Raymond's Wife

Chapter 13

"Well Debra Barone, if you want me to stop, then you need to answer me honestly, or else I'll keep on whipping your tits." Gianni told her in as deep, and as harsh a voice as he could.

"OK, OK! I will! I promise that I'll... just please stop, OK?" she pleaded with him.

"We'll see slut. You are married right?" he asked.

"What?" SMACK "YES, yes, I'm married! Please STOP!" she cried.

"Why did your husband put you here?" he asked her, hoping to make her lie.

"He likes to make me... " SMACK! "OH GOD! FUCK! OK! PLEASE STOP! OH PLEASE!"

SMACK "HE DIDN'T. HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW. PLEASE DON'T HIT ME AGAIN." SMACK

"You will be punished when you lie to me BITCH!" SMACK! Gianni said, admiring the red streaks that he was leaving cris-crossed across on her tits.

"I won't lie. I won't. I promise. Please don't hurt me. No more." she cried weakly, unable to catch her breath.

"Who brought you here then Slut?" he asked her, holding the whip ready to strike again.

"I don't know. I swear. I don't even know his name, OH PLEASE DON'T HIT ME! I SWEAR I'M TELLING YOU THE TRUTH." she cried, looking up fearfully at his threatening hand.

Gianni saw the fear in her eyes, and heard the terror in her voice. He believed that she was telling the truth. "What? You're going to have to explain it to me. How did some guy, that you don't even know, bring you here? What is this, some freaky thing that you do, or enjoy or something? I mean why are you here Debra Barone?" he asked, careful to try and disguise his voice.

She whimpered and shook several times, trying to gather herself, in order to answer, eyeing his menacing hand, still ready to strike at her tortured chest.

"These men the made me come here. I had no choice, I tried to make them stop, but I have to." she cried.

"Why? Why do you have to?" he asked her.

"Because they, they've made me. They're blackmailing me. I mean at first it was blackmail, now its just... I don't know, kidnaping or something. I mean I don't have a choice anymore." she cried.

"Blackmailing you with what?" he asked, now very intrigued by her answers.

"They had pictures of me, from college. I mean at first that's what it was. But then they got even more pictures of me, newer pictures of me. They drugged me and I..." she paused, "I mean they made me do things that I couldn't let my husband know, because I..." she paused again, trying to regain some composure, as the tears streaked down her cheeks. "I love him, and my family. I screwed up big time, and now I just don't have a choice any more." she babbled, almost incoherently, through her sobs.

"Really? So what have they made you do?" he asked.

"Stuff." she answered, not wanting to elaborate any further on the subject. But the lifting of his hand to swat her again, made her think better of not responding further. "Sexual things. I, I've had to, well prostitute myself, and things like that." she said, hoping to have pleased him with her answer.

"Really? How?" he asked, not satisfied with her weak non-specific response.

"Well first they drugged me, and I don't know how, but they made me pick up these old guys at bars. They taped it all, and told me that they would show my family, if I didn't cooperate with them. Then they made me go out of town, and work in some kind of dance or strip club or something, but I'm not really sure what it was, as they kept drugging me." she said, humiliated by her confession.

"So what else have they made you do?" he asked, enthralled by her tale.

"I mean I don't really know all of it, because of the drugs that they kept giving me. They've shown me videos of me and some guys, but I have trouble actually remembering a lot of what went on." she said, broken and in pain.

"What do you remember?" he pried.

"Well like the first night at the club, they made me do them all. Then some bum in an alley. It was disgusting. Uh, then on the flight back here, they took my into the bathroom, and I had to have sex with like five guys, and then I was brought here. I just don't really know anymore. Its been one long nightmare. It just has. I don't know." she cried.

"So tell me what happened in the airplane." he said, hungry to hear more.

"Uh, well there were two guys who brought me back here. One of them made me follow him into the bathroom on the plane. Then, you know, he raped me, and made me wait for the other guy to come in and rape me. Then they like let some of the other passengers come in and fuck me. I was like dying in there. My ass was getting all busted up on the sink, and they were all rough with me. I mean, I don't think those other guys even knew the guys who kidnaped me, but I don't know for sure." she babbled on, as she relived her nightmare.

Gianni looked down at his now erect cock, and its swelling head. He was troubled by her story, and almost felt bad about what he had done to her, but it didn't stop him from doing what he still wanted to do to her.

He knew he wanted a video of him fucking her, without the hood, so he returned to the closet and got a small black blindfold to cover her eyes. He then walked over to her, and placed it over her eyes. After inspecting it to make sure that she couldn't see him, he pulled his hood off.

He walked around the hanging X, and pulled the dildos free of her ass and cunt. He stared at the gaping holes left by the huge rubber phallus. He grabbed the large butt plug, that he had pulled out of the closet, and shoved the thick black plug completely into her ass, causing screams of pain from the tortured woman. He then shoved his rigid cock into her now much tighter cunt, feeling the pressure from the thick plug in her ass, pressing up against his dick.

She cried out, begging him to stop, as she screamed in pain. He simply continued stroking his dick in and out of her cunt, watching the weights, that were clipped onto the clamps, that were mercilessly pinching her nipples cruelly, as they swung back and forth. She finally stopped her pleas for him to stop, after working herself into a coughing fit.

He thrust his hips back and forth into her, making her rock even more back and forth on the frame. Finally, his cock erupted inside of her for a third time today. He loved it. He swung the X upright, and walked up to her face. The sudden movement had caused the weights to now drag her breasts down obscenely, as they swayed back and forth from the weighted chains hanging from her nipples. He looked at her pained face for several minutes, before glancing at his watch. He then kissed her passionately on the lips. She tried to pull away from his kiss, but after a tug on the chain, attached to her nipple, she turned her head back to his, and accepted his kiss. He continued kissing her for over five minutes, exploring her mouth with his tongue. After finally breaking his lip lock on her, he walked out of the room, never taking his eyes of her.

She was freed from the "X", but not before the two men, who had filmed the session, had used her ass for their own pleasure. She was then taken to back to room 0, to be cleaned up and prepared for her next cycle.

One of his men, who had filmed Gianni's session, went to find Mr. Fass, to fill him in on the information obtained by Gianni's interrogation.

Mr. Fass looked on with concern and fear, as Mrs. Baron was strapped down on table three, with a line of Masters already lining up to use her. If the information that she had told Gianni was true, it could represent a serious problem for him and his little club. He had already sent his agent out to gather information on Mrs. Barone's activities, and to find her Master's whereabouts'.

Mr. Fass's men had found Debra's 'Master' at a downtown bar, with another man. The two had gotten quite drunk, and where bragging to the other patrons about their recent adventures with this married slut, and what they had forced her to do. Mr. Fass's agents had taken the men outside, and after a little unfriendly questioning, they discovered the entire story behind Mrs. Barone's ordeal. Feeling that they had gathered all of the pertinent information from the two men, they disposed of them in the alley right behind the bar, making it look like a robbery. It was well known that you didn't play games at the dungeon. The need for absolute privacy was a necessity for its high profile clients of political and business leaders.

Any one who would resort to blackmailing a woman, a married woman with children, couldn't be trusted to not do the same against one of the other club members. These men had lied in order to make a few dollars off of the poor woman, and so their greed had led to their untimely deaths.

Mr. Fass hung up the phone after hearing the report from his men. This couldn't be worse, she could ruin his little business venture. She had been telling the truth, which in and of itself was not necessarily all that bad. In fact, Mr. Fass had used such tactics himself in his younger days, before he had started his club. But never with such a high profile woman. After all, her husband was a columnist, who could bring down unbearable press coverage on his operation, if she ever told anyone. But that too could have been dealt with, however in addition to her husband, she also had a cop for a brother-in-law. His men had warned him of how tight knit the family was, and of just what type of a boy scout this Robert was.

He regretted the need to hurt people, especially good and innocent people, but bigger concerns had to be addressed. He worried about leaving Debra's children motherless, and the father widowed, but he had limited choices considering.

He made a call to friends in Vegas, to tie up any lose ends in their neck of the woods, and then checked to see where Mrs. Barone was now. She was half way through a private session with a valued Master, one that he couldn't afford offending. Taking note, it was her fourth such engagement since Gianni had finished with her.

It was now early Saturday morning and he knew word of the trouble had already spread around his dungeon, by the quickly diminishing number of clients on the floor. He ordered the circle prepared for when Debra was finished with her session, and then sat back, waiting for the time to deal with the last of the loose ends.

When Debra was finished with her latest abuser, she was drug out, kicking and fighting, to the circle. She immediately began protesting what was happening, insisting that she hadn't disobeyed a master. She was placed in the stocks, her ass thrust high into the air. She screamed out her innocence to anyone who would listen, begging not to be punished. Her protests grew even more desperate when she saw the three wolf-like dogs being led up to the circle.

The dogs were walked around in circles around her three times. She watched the beasts with fear and trepidation. Her father had owned a large Doberman when she was a child, and she had watched the savage animal attack and maul one of the neighbors smaller more docile dogs and killed it. She had been frightened of large dogs ever since. Ray had always wanted a dog of his own, for the children, but she wouldn't allow it. She never told Ray her reasons for feeling that way, as simply saying no was enough.

Debra had fixed her attentions on the dogs, scared to death being bound and helpless, as she was in front of them. She hadn't paid attention to the other man who had approached her from behind, until she felt the cold tube pressed into her ass.

A large tube of compressed meat was pressed firmly into her ass, pushing in past the semen pooled inside of her sphincter. The cool meat was sank in almost four inches into her bowels and was left there. A second tube of meat was then slid deep into her cunt, with six inches inside of her cunt, and another six inches sticking out. The cool tubes making the semen that had been deposited in her orifices chill to the touch of the tubes.

Debra watched scared stiff, as tears ran down her cheeks, but unable to make a sound, she was so afraid of the dogs. Her heart stopped, as one of the dogs was released from his collar, and allowed to move freely. It took the animal only seconds to disappear behind her.

Her throat was in knots, as the beast took its first bite of the meat which was stuffed into her cunt. The tubes had been designed to shred away when the dogs bit into them, leaving small chunks of meat inside of her body. The dog, hungry as it was, began licking up the scraps of food with its tongue. The rough coarse sandpaper like tongue began lapping the food from her most private of places after cleaning the scraps that had fallen to the floor.

Once the first dog had buried his snout into her cunt, the second dog was released, and he immediately went to her ass, and began chewing on the meat lodged there. With only a small growl from the first dog, the second dog began lapping up the meat from inside of her ass. Debra was in shock as she felt the wicked beast now eating from the orifices of her body. Her eyes still fixed on the dog in front of her, who was now pulling at the leash holding him anxious to eat himself.

Debra trembled, as the two animals began licking the food from within the most sacred parts of her body, terrified by the ordeal. She had now closed her eyes, scared to look directly at the animal at her face, as she fought to deal with the mixture of fear and pleasure sweeping over her. Then she felt another cold tube of meat pressed to her lips.

"Open up, and take this into your mouth. Then bite down softly on it, and make sure that you keep your mouth open slave." she was told, as the meat was slid into her mouth. As soon as she had done as ordered, the third dog was released from his leash.

The dog approached Debra's face, and bit down on the tube of meat protruding from her lips. He touched the lips of his snout to hers. He too began lapping the meat from the cavity that her open mouth made. She lay there bound to the stakes, with dogs lapping meat from her ass, cunt and open mouth, as she trembled with fear. The beast at her cunt now had his nose pressing against the portals of her pussy, and his tongue three to four inches inside of her cunt, his coarse tongue rubbing the walls. The sensations were overwhelming, and Debra was in a living hell. She wanted to die, as she felt the tongue rubbing against the sensitive walls of her cunt, driving lusty shocks through her nervous system and up to her brain.

She heard the comments being made and opened her eyes to see the gathering of spectators to watch her defilement. She heard someone say that she made a good doggie dish, and someone else commented on how she was a true animal lover. She closed her eyes again, as a growing embarrassment filled her with despair, as she trembled with fear.

She would open her eyes every few seconds, as the warm breath of the dog eating from her mouth exhaled into her face. His breath made her want to vomit, as bad as her predicament was, she felt it was getting worse, as her body began to react to the animal's attentions. The raw meat in her mouth was foul tasting on her tongue, and her tongue had been lightly bitten once by the dog, when she tried to use it to shovel the meat into the animal's mouth. But the dogs now licking the contents from her cunt and ass, had begun licking her to the verge of orgasm.

She felt her mind drifting, as her attention would grow fixed on the rubbing tongues inside her body. She tried to focus, to stop herself from feeling this way, but found that she couldn't pull her mind from the haze of pleasure sweeping through her body, no matter how disgusted she was by what was being done to her. She fought to regain her composure, but she couldn't get a handle on her feelings, as the sand paper like tongues licked deep inside of her body, looking for every last scrap of food.

The dog eating her cunt out had finally decided that he would find no more food there, and began licking the oozing sex juices from her skin. Just minutes later, the dog eating from her ass had finished as well. The two dogs callused tongues had driven her to the edge of an orgasm, before they had finished. She was repulsed by the feelings surging through her, and groaned from the animals unnatural touches on her most sensitive of spots.

She grimaced in shame, as she looked into the animal's eyes, as he buried his tongue into her mouth. The strange raw meat was disgusting to taste, and now she was sharing her mouth with the dog. She felt lower than dirt.

The dog in front of her face finally finished eating the food from her mouth, and now it began licking the dried cum from her face and chin. She hadn't seen the dog who had eaten from her ass pulled away from her. She had all but passed out from exhaustion, when she felt an animal behind her, climb onto her back.

It was only a moment before the massive doggy dick began pressing against the opening of her cunt. The dog at her face was pulled away and leashed, as the dog behind her began thrusting into her cunt with vigor.

She briefly screamed "NO" several times, but quickly gave up, under the jackhammer-like pounding that the dog was delivering to her pussy. She had trouble just breathing, as the animal pistoned in and out of her at a rapid pace, much faster than any man had ever fucked her. The pain of the assault quickly subsided to a dull ache, as time passed. She was swept away in sorrow, under the assault of the animal, as she kneeled there in a daze, thinking gratefully that the animal had bottomed out, though not realizing that he was simply working his knot into her.

The ache of his assault had slowly turned to pleasure, and she now feared that she would succumb to the beasts pounding, with a mind numbing orgasm, right in front of all the people looking on. She heard the gathered crowd now insulting her, calling her a dog slut, and a bitch in heat. They laughed and joked about how much she was obviously enjoying the good fucking that she was receiving.

She knew that the worst part was that it was true, that she was enjoying the fucking that the dog was giving her. She was ashamed at the lustful way that she was responding to the dog's powerful, rapid thrusts into her cunt. The dog ravaging her had found a spot that she never even knew existed. It seemed to know just where and how to rub her clit, to get her body to respond, and the harder that she fought to stop her reactions, the greater they became. She was ashamed of herself, as she heaved heavy breaths, and moans of pleasure escaped her mouth, from the relentless pounding she was getting. She shuddered under the animal, as she felt wave after wave of pleasure rack her body, as the dog kept up its fast pace. The spectators in the room had not missed her reactions either, and continued to heckle her, as she tried desperately to regain control over her mind and body.

The jackhammer pace of his cock had taken her back to the edge of yet another orgasm. She rolled her eyes back, knowing that she was on the verge of a massive orgasm, but desperately didn't want to have one, while she was being taken by an animal, and especially not in front of all these people. She did everything that she could think of, to hold off her climax.

He continued his jackhammer pounding of her cunt, until finally his knot forced its way past her stubborn cunt lips. When his knot slipped into her cunt, after painfully stretching her pussy's sphincter, Debra thought that she would die. She felt sure that she had been split in two by the savage beast now assaulting her. He pumped his doggie dick into her three, maybe four more times, securing his position inside of her, and tying himself into her, before suddenly becoming still, as he let loose his seed inside of her.

He had now begun jetting stream after stream of watery sperm inside of her cunt. The release of his semen had been the last straw, and she slipped past the brink, moaning loudly, as a massive orgasm swept over her.

"Oh GOD!" she screamed in a husky voice, as the sickening warmth spread throughout her loins. She was disgusted by her own actions, she refused to admit that she had received any enjoyment from this simple physical experience, but her body betrayed her mental disgust with her situation. But even as her mind screamed for it to be over, her body had responded in the most intimate of ways.

The room erupted into laughter and cheers, as she tossed her head back in orgasmic bliss. She was disgusted by the cheers and jeers of the men now critiquing her every move. She hated herself, for allowing this animal to bring her to a new physical high, a pleasure so intense, that she had never experienced anything like it before in her life, with any of the hundreds of male partners she had mated with.

She realized minutes later that the dog's movements had stopped completely. Although he had tried unsuccessfully to pull out of her, his knot was now too big to be pulled out of her, which drew raucous laughter from the assembled crowd. As he stood over her, his knot stuck inside of her cunt, all she could do was to kneel there, blushing heavily.

After what seemed like an eternity, he finally tried to pull free again, but the bulge of his knot was still too big to be pulled out of her body. Twenty minutes passed, before he was finally able to pull his now shriveled cock, and still sizeable knot, free of her still sucking, massaging cunt. As a further embarrassment, it came out with a loud, sucking POP. As his cock pulled free of her cunt, she screamed out a painful, mournful wail of agony, as the knot was still quite large.

Mr. Fass watched sadly, as the next dog was led up to her back side. It was truly a shame, when he first learned that her master wouldn't be back for her, he had hoped to keep her here, as one of his own slaves. But not now, with her well known columnist husband, and her brother the cop, he didn't need that kind of grief. What a waste of a good woman, and a chance at some very good profits.

As the second dog mounted her, while she sobbed in humiliation, Mr. Fass was informed that he had an urgent call from one of his founding members. He stood up and walked back to his office, listening to Debra's hoarse cries of pleasure.