Everybody Love's Raymond's Wife

Chapter 9

Debra looked into the darkness, thinking back to the humiliation of the flight back from Nevada. After she had been forced to follow the first jerk into the bathroom on the plane she was forced to stay there while one after another a total of five more men entered and used her. She was already on her knees when the second jerk had entered the cramped room causing more than a little difficulty for him as he tried to squeeze into the cramped cabin.

She bumped her head on the lip of the sink, as she tried to move out of his way. Her legs cramped up, as she knelt giving him head. She was then forced to sit on the sink while he rammed his cock into her cunt, her arm had slipped from the side of the sink and fallen into the sink. She had found herself holding onto the top of the cabin while trying to keep her balance as he ravaged her mercilessly. He had pulled the thin sundress from her shoulders so he could grope her chest as he defiled her. When he finished he forced her to clean their fluids from his cock with her tongue. As she cleaned him of the juices there had been a distinctive knock at the door. They asshole had opened the door while she was knelt down with his dick in her mouth. It had been the first jerk who told him to have her stay in for more entertainment when they finished.

The second jerk did just exactly that telling her not to leave the room tell he came back to get her. When he finally left she felt abused and used her head throbbing, wrist sprained and legs cramping. The good new had been the next two men who'd entered the restroom had come in ready to fuck so at least she hadn't had to kneel down and blow them. The fifth and final asshole had made her turn around before he entered the cramped compartment and taken her in the ass roughly. He had pulled her roughly to him with by her breast as he viciously and vigorously emptied his seed into her bowels. When the fifth bastard finally left her abused and dripping semen from both her ass and cunt she collapsed to the floor of the lavatory prison she had been confined to for over and hour now. Although she had no way of knowing it the news of her activity had now spread throughout the planes forward compartment and all eyes had focused on the bathroom door curious to see just how many men would enter while she was still in the room.

Her first assailant was next to enter the room and he immediately reached past her and into the corner of the tight compartment pulling down the small video camera that Debra had never noticed. He told her to clean up and get back to her seat before he left her alone with her thoughts. She had left the lavatory with her head down and never noticed the eyes passengers fixed on her, as she returned to her seat in shame. She had thankfully been allowed to fall asleep when she returned to her seat and slept for the rest of the flight.

When they left the airport she had been seated in the back of a white panel van as one of her tormentors had her watch a movie off a laptop computer. She had closed her eyes and turned her head when she saw the first image on the screen. But her tormentors had made their demands clear she was to open her eyes and watch the sickening scenes played out on the screen before her. She hesitantly followed their orders and focused on the screen in front of her. She watched clip after clip of her activities for the week. She found the scenes being played before her sickening and was even more troubled by images of her behavior she had no recollection of having done. Like the clip of one man after another pulling their dicks from her cunt or ass and shooting there seed onto her face and into her open mouth as she looked on glossy eyed. She was once again in tears, head in her hands by the time they had placed the leather hood over her face. She was then lead from the van into a building of some kind she could hear music in the distance and voices from all around but when a door was closed silence had fallen over the room she was in.

Finally she felt a hand on the hood and then it was removed. She was in and office of some type with her two tormentors.

"Look Bitch we're at the club O.K. now the owner he is going to come in here and explain something's about the club to you. You had better answer every question right or else those videos you saw will be seen by your whole damn family you got me Bitch?" he asked.

"Yea. Yea I understand ok" she answered in a defeated voice.

"Good! You do everything you're told to in the next seventy two hours and you get to go home and put this part of your life behind you." He said with a chuckle.

She turned her head to the sounds of the door opening. In walked an older gray haired man who looked distinguished and very much in charge of all things around him. He walked in front of her and looked her over from head to toe.

"Okay Debra is it. Your Master here tells me you're here on your own free will as his willing slave. Is that right?" He asked sternly.

"Um Yes that sounds about right." She said.

"What?" the man asked back in an insulted tone.

"I said yes. Yes that's right." She said defensively afraid she had already made a mistake.

"Oh I see." He said now quite upset "Well slave I don't know how your Master has trained you but if you're going to be in my dungeon you will always address any man as Master. You understand that Slave." He said grabbing her chin harshly.

"Oh yes, yes Master I understand Master." She said trying her best to get in his graces.

"Good that's better. Now show your new Master your talents and blow me while I explain how things work in my dungeon slave." He said taking a seat in a large leather chair as he looked into her eyes.

Debra quickly lowered her gaze not able to look him in the eyes. She dropped to her knees and moved to his crotch. As she unbuttoned his trousers and unzipped his fly he began to speak.

"I have 4 types of people here in my dungeon they are Slaves, Masters, Contractors, and employees. You will be a slave here if you so desire. Your Master has asked that I take you under my care for the next three days I have agreed to do so with the understanding you will perform as I expect of my slaves." He said as she began to bob her head up and down on his cock trying her best to please him fearing what not satisfying him might mean.

"What I expect of my slaves is simple complete submission and obedience. You will simply do everything asked of you instantly and without hesitation. I have an understanding with your master that I am free to do anything with you I please what I need to know is if you agree to that or not, for though you may be a slave I am afraid slavery is illegal in this fine country and I being a law abiding citizen uphold the law. So tell me slave do you agree to do anything you are told to do for the next seventy two hours of your own free will or not?" he asked as he pulled her head by her hair.

"Yes Master. Whatever you wish." She said passively wincing from the pain of having her hair pulled.

"Excellent stand and bend over the desk Slave." He said. As she stood he pulled the dress up and off her body before allowing her to bend over the desk.

He began slapping his dick on her ass while he directed her "Master" to open the desk drawer and fill out the contract in it. While he began filling out information on the paper the gray haired man slid his cock into her sex from behind.

"I see your Master makes sure you are used regularly." he said as his dick slid into her recently fucked cunt. "Good you will adjust to your stay here well then. Now back to what I expect of slaves here in my dungeon. Slaves have no say here, they are at the complete and total control of all Masters. Slaves like you are identified by a black leather collar all my slaves wear. I have several contractors in my club they wear red collars, and are women here alone of there own free choice and can accept to be with any Master they choose a luxury slaves are not given. They only have to perform the tasks they are willing to, giving me a portion of what ever gratuities they receive from a Master. There are then my employees who see to the needs of my visiting Masters they wear silver collars and take care of food, drink and security here in the club they are not required to do anything except their job. I tell you all this incase you are interested in returning to my little club." He said as he continued a steady pace of sawing into her sex.

"Finally there are Masters they are fellow slave owners or just men who enjoy the company of submissive women and can afford my will shall we call it a membership fee. What I have here is a very exclusive group of people some of the most elite men in the city visit my dungeon and sample my offerings. They expect complete obedience from slaves. Do you understand what I have told you Slave?" he asked still moving in and out of her.

"Yes. Oooh Yes master." She answered as she grunted from his thrust. She was completely humiliated having to behave this way for a complete stranger.

"Good sign the contract acknowledging your acceptance to be my slave." He said maintaining his pace inside her.

She arched her back as she leaned up to sign the paper presented to her as this new master continued to thrust into her from behind.

As soon as she signed the paper her new master pushed a button on the desk and spoke out commandingly. "Come and get her she's ready." He finished speaking and hit the button again, as he pulled his cock free of her sex. His cock fell onto her ass as it jetted a steam of semen on her bare back while she lay across the desk.

He stepped away from her as two hooded men wearing silver collars entered the room. The first man pulled Debra's head up from the desk by her hair as the second man place a thin black leather collar around her neck locking it in place with a small padlock. She was then lifted from the desk and led from the room a man holding each arm.

Gianni had done quite a bit of work for the older gentlemen and never been to sure as to why he was doing it till now. After having worked on different projects for the very particular older gentlemen for over two years now he finally got some insight into what he was after. Mr. Fass in addition to being wealthy was into Dominance over women.

Gianni was one of over two dozen contractors who had built small devices or beautifully crafted wooden boxes and beams. Nothing he had been asked to build or craft had made much sense to him he had never seen what his different pieces of work had been used for and separated as they wore he had no idea what all the different projects had been put together to make. He had been to Mr. Fass's house over twenty times and never had a clue as to the man's power over women. But now he sat in awe.

He had been called a week ago by Mr. Fass's assistant she had invited him to Mr. Fass's restaurant for a dinner to discuss a large project Mr. Fass had to offer him. Gianni had arrived Friday evening just as he had been directed the building was a beautiful older brick early 1900's with no markings on the out side distinguishing it a business of any type. Two men stood out side and as he pulled up in front one of the men stepped out in the street. He told Gianni he would be happy to park the truck for him and that Mr. Fass was expecting him inside.

Valet parking he thought damn this must be nice. He entered into the building led by the second man. They were greeted by the most beautiful women Gianni had ever seen in person she was exquisite in every way. As the beauty greeted him she asked that he follow her to Mr. Fass's table. She led him through a small dimly lit dining room having maybe thirty tables about half full of people. Men, women enjoying meals at candle lit tables just as one would expect to find at such an exclusive place. She led him into a private dining room overlooking the main room where Mr. Fass was already seated enjoying a glass of wine. Thanking the lovely women Gianni and Mr. Fass sat alone in the decadent room.

Mr. Fass struck up a conversion with him, mostly small talk about work, sports and women. He made note that Gianni was still a single man. Asked about his relationships and what not just enough to make him feel very uncomfortable with the whole thing and then he moved on to other subjects like the food and décor of the restaurant.

When they had finished the meal Mr. Fass told him he would like to show him the project he had called him about. Standing up from the table he lead Gianni back out to the main dining room floor and then down a hallway and into a hidden door on the side at the end of the hallway. The two men descended a small staircase entering another small undescript hallway. They entered another door hidden in the wall. It led to yet another hallway with several doors down the left side of the wall. At the end a single guard stood in front of the only door at the end of the hallway. This is the door the two men went to.

As they entered Gianni was struck by the incredible craftsmanship of the woodworking around the room the sculpted ceiling the molded beams. Then he saw the oak stocks in the corner the wooden X hanging from the other corner complete with padded leather cuffs. That's when Gianni spoke up.

"Look a Mr. Fass I don't think you have the right idea about me." He began.

"Please, please have a seat. I know I have the right idea about you." He said as he hit a button on his desk causing the wall behind him to slide out of the way revealing a large glass window revealing the massive room beyond.

Debra Barone had been taken from the office and led out down a hallway past a guard and into another door down the hall from the office. Inside the room she had been allowed to shower and douche then she was led to the adjoining room where she was examined by a doctor and her blood was drawn. She had been given a pelvic exam in addition to a standard physical shockingly her blood was immediately given to one of the several men there and carried away. The exam took just over an hour and she was then taken back to the room she had showered in she was given another makeover the third this week.

Her makeup was expertly applied but in a classy high class manner helping to bring out the beauty in her face and making her look her best. She was then asked to try on several different outfits some leather, some lace, some silk, and even one made of chains and wire. Each incredibly revealing each made to display her body. Each one was then fitted to her body perfectly and each taken in our out as needed. Finally a padded leather cuffs about a half inch thick where placed on her wrist and ankles and then stitched in place. Ensuring they would have to be cut off.

After having a few more outfits fitted for her the phone had rang and someone said "Ok she's clean get her dressed and out on the floor." And with that she was dressed and given the one over making sure she was ready.

"OK it's simple we work in three hour shifts here OK?" said her makeup artist "It goes like this you go at and work a table for an hour, then work the floor for two. As a slave if you get taken back to your room you can stay there for they remainder of your two hours if the Master you're servicing finished with you early. If they take more than the two hours they'll be charged accordingly. At the end of each three hour shift you return her to room 0 to get freshened up if you're late you will be punished severely in the circle unless you were detained by a master. Your room has a timer you'll be working off of it is in a three hour cycle it will buzz five minutes before the end of each cycle. Pay attention to the clock I mean it or you'll be sorry. After every six cycles you get one off. Remember when your working any of the tables to keep quiet if you're a screamer I would keep my mouth shout, bite you lip or something otherwise they'll really give it to you." She continued as she led the now barely dressed but beautiful Debra Barone out to the door.

"What ever you do just remember you can refuse no one from this point forward you have no say. You do everything you're told by anyone and do it fast without sayin a word or else you'll spend the rest of your time in the circle. Refusing a Master or disobedience any anyway is the worst offense you can commit here. So do as you're told. OK?" she asked.

"Yes." Debra answered although she had a hundred questions she wanted to ask and was still unsure of several of the things the woman had told her.

"Good, just make sure from this moment on you always answer everyone as Master just to be safe OK." She said helping Debra up a small platform.

Debra quickly learned what the table where. A total of six small platforms made up the tables slaves alternated from one table to the next. Table one was a modified saw horse like device with a slave tied across it leaving her exposed for anal or vaginal entry from behind and with there head dangling from the front allowing the slave to pleasure a master orally. The table was incredibly uncomfortable and one of the most hated by the slaves.

The second table was a modified stock allowing access to a slave's ass and mouth but the pressure was not squarely on the slaves back as it was on the horse. Table three was a hanging X frame slave would be strapped to and hung from. When a Master wished to sample a slave the frame was rotated to allow access to her mouth or ass otherwise the slave simply hung there on display. The fourth table was a swing which hung from braces in the ceiling high above slaves had the legs and arms cuffed to four hanging chains while the slave hung face down with leather going across their stomach for support. Table five was another swing allowing a Master to fuck a slave while standing there looking them in the face. A slave's knees placed in stirrups and pulled up while there arms where sleeved behind there back and that sat in a swing knee's pulled apart allowing access to the slaves sex. Table six was just like table just like table four but the slave hung face up.

Debra was first made to work table one. Being a new slave to the club she was quickly sampled by almost every Master there. As one by one they came and used her. At points both her mouth and cunt stuffed full of cock. She thought her thirty-something back would break as she was abused while attached to the wickedly constructed device. When her hour had ended she was led back to room 0 and quickly cleaned up and put into a new outfit a small silver tag was clipped on her collar it had the Number 37 etched on both sides. Her arms were then bound to a chain that was placed around her waist and she was led out to the floor.

Only now did she notice the glass like cabinets around the room maybe twenty total the middle of the large room contained a dozen and a half tables some with a man or group of men sitting at them most empty. The cabinets where also mostly empty but Debra noticed several women wearing black collars just like hers standing chained in several of the cabinets. Each girl in the cabinets dressed similar to Debra wearing strict corset's cut just below the women's breast pulled tight holding in the women's stomachs and making there breast jut out from there body. Garter belts and thigh high stockings seemed to be part of the uniform as well. Each women where long black stiletto heels making the confinement in the glass cabinets even more uncomfortable.

Debra was only in her cabinet a few minutes before she was pulled out and taken by a Master. He simply walked up to her and opened the door of her cabinet he said "You will please me" and then turned and walked away.

"Debra looked around confused then following him said "Yes master" she followed him to an ornate door with the number 37 sculpted on it. She followed him into the room unsure just what to expect but sure she would hate whatever was to come.