Everybody Love's Raymond's Wife

Chapter 19

Debra was taken back to the room she had awoke in. She had spent four and a half hours servicing her father and then the other 6 men. She was grateful to be allowed to take a long hot shower spending 45 minutes cleaning herself before stepping out of the steamy stall. She wiped the steamed mirror down and gazed at her new body.

Her focus was of course drawn to her now greatly enhanced chest. She wondered just what size bra she would need, for her newly enhanced mammaries. At first she had convinced herself that she could just tell Ray that she had lost some weight, thus making her breasts look larger. But as she stared at her naked body, she didn't know how she could have ever thought that that would work.

Her tits had gone from her normal, natural 34-B's to at least 36-D's, and, even if Ray wasn't that observant, she knew that he would have to notice a difference that big. She gazed at her reflection in the mirror. her breasts had not only been enlarged, but the swelling had made them perkier too, and the small sagging that she had seen in them before, was now gone, as they stood out firm and proud from her body.

She finally looked at the rest of her body in more detail. She had obliviously lost a considerable amount of weight in the week long ordeal. The constant sex plus the lack of rest, had caused her to drop at least 15 pounds, and her stomach had flattened out, looking more like she had in college. She noted her tanned skin hid whatever marks that she expected to find on her body, however, she noted that some minor bruising had occurred between her thighs, and that the lips of her cunt now splayed out from her pussy like puffy pedals of a large flower. Her wet slit was peeking out of the center of her thickened lips. She looked closer, happy to find no signs of the piercings that she had removed from her body earlier.

The hickies and swat marks where all but gone, blending in with her now darkly tanned skin. She was troubled by the absence of any tan lines, wondering just how Ray would react to seeing her the way that she looked now. She couldn't believe the major changes that she saw in her own body. In addition to her stomach, she felt that her legs looked trimmer and more fit, than when she left. At least she had told him that she was going of to a health spa for a week of rest and relaxation. After giving herself a thorough inspection, she had to admit that she did indeed look better than she had when she left.

She was amazed that after all that she had been through, that she looked so good. She had sort suspected that she look haggard, due to the lack of sleep, and would have had more tell-tale marks on her body, from her abuse. She inspected her ass, and other than feeling like her sphincter was still gaping open, like her cunt was, she couldn't find any real physical signs of her recent activities. She looked for her tattoo, but somehow it too wasn't visible. She knew for a fact that she had been tattooed, and wondered why anyone would bother to spend that long working on her ass, and not use any ink.

She noted that her hair looked redder than she had ever colored it herself, and to her surprise, the skin on her face and chest looked smoother and softer than she remembered it having been when she left. Maybe all the jokes about sperm being a good skin lotion had some truth to them, she thought. She took some time and combed her hair, using some of that time to think about what she had done, and accepted her fate.

She felt as clean and made-up as she could, before she left the implied safety of the bathroom, before going into the bedroom. She found all of her suitcases and clothes sitting on the bed. She was elated to see her own clothes, and felt some hope of finally returning home to some since of normalcy, to see her children and Ray. She looked through her bags, trying to see if anything was missing, but to her surprise, everything seemed to be in order. She pulled out some clothes to wear home, choosing some sweat pants, and a long sleeve sweat shirt. She dug out a bra, and was shocked to find that it fit her perfectly.

She took it off and looked at the tag, and it was a 34-B. She looked it over and was sure that it looked identical to the bra's that she had brought along with her, but it was definitely wasn't a 34B. She noted that the stitching was over the top, and realized that someone had removed the original tag, and stitched in a new one. Well, she thought that she could still try to convince Ray that it was all just his imagination, remembering that she had fought with him once when he had suggested that she get a breast augmentation surgery, and hopefully he would still be too scared to bring up the subject. She finished dressing, happy that she looked almost normal, her new larger breasts not obvious under the baggy clothes that she wore.

As she put the last of her clothes back into the suitcase, the door to the bedroom opened, and in walked Mr. Bradley. He sat on the bed, and looked her over.

"Well Deb you have lived up to your end of the deal, and have already closed a huge deal for me. I am allowing you to return home, as we agreed, but I must warn you not to forget your obligations to me. You must show up at the gym no later than twenty minutes after you have dropped the twins off at school. I know that you won't disappoint me, my pet, and I'm sure that I know that I don't have to tell you what your failure to do as you have promised would mean to you and your family." he said, as serious as a heart attack.

She looked at him, and saw the total lack of feeling in his eyes, as he gazed at her, like she was his newest possession. She took a moment to think of a response that would please him.

"Yea I know. I want to, uh, help you, uh, to repay you, for all of your help in, um, getting me out of trouble. I mean, I really owe you a lot, and will do whatever I can to repay you, for all of your help." she stammered, trying to think of things to please him. She stared into his eyes, hoping to see some sense of how he took her response. He stared back at her with a real poker face, not allowing any emotion to be seen.

"I have found out that Ray will be home when you get there, I guess your friends had promised him some sort of golf trip out of town, but have been permanently indisposed, and unable to finish the preparations for his trip. I don't know if you knew this or not, but they had planned to show Ray all of your greatest videos and photos, when he made it to Florida. I have of course made sure that Ray won't have to see your abhorrent sluttish behavior. But you'll have to deal with him this week I am afraid." he told her coldly.

Debra listened to this new information, shocked to hear of her former captors plans, and thankful that he had put a stop to them, but worried about having to explain things to Ray so soon. She looked down at the ground, as she began to contemplate all that he had just told her. She knew that he had done her a great favor, no matter what he required of her in return. She then thanked him for not letting Ray see those filthy videos and photos. With just a few more words, reminding her of what was he expected of her, he sent her home.

Debra drove up in front of her house, thankful to be home again, a place where she had many times during the past week thought that she would never see again. She sat there in the car, trying to calm herself down, before going in.

When she finally went in, it was as though she had never left. Marie was in the kitchen preparing dinner, Frank was in the living room with the kids, watching television, and Ray and Robert hadn't made it home from the ball game yet.

She took her bags up stairs, as Marie made one of her usually rude remarks, and Frank grunted his acknowledgment of her returning home. She came down and spent an hour with the kids, just happy to see them. At the end of the hour she had enough of Marie, however, and retreated to her bedroom, just before Ray and Robert got home.

Ray came upstairs to tell her that dinner was ready, but she had almost had a nervous breakdown by that point, and told him that she was just going to lie down and rest. She claimed it had been a long and exhausting day, and that she just wanted to rest. At first she was relieved that Ray had commented on her appearance, and in missing her, but then her disappointment turned to anger and hurt. She had been gone for a week and endured so much to protect her family and marriage but Ray hadnít even missed her.

Ray came to bed just after ten and after unsuccessfully trying to nudge her awake he began moving his hands over her body. She responded as she had in the past by slapping his intrusive hand away and rolling over. Ray knew his odds of coaxing sex from her once she had achieved this level of rest was almost non-existent and so he lay down accepting his fate he would wait another day to have sex with his wife.

Debra had awaken when Ray entered the room but instead of acknowledging his presence she played possum pretending to be in a deep sleep. She felt his hands wonder over her body and she froze, if she had sex would he know her cunt was still engorged and the lips of her cunt still puffed out from the copious amounts of sex as well as the drugs she had been injected with. She panicked and pushed his hand away rolling over away from him. She held her breath hoping he would leave her alone. She lay and waited thankfully he to rolled over and was quickly asleep.

She lay there thinking over the events of the past week and what the future held for her. She was home in her bed laying with her husband a place she had thought she would never see again just a day ago. She was thankful for all Mr. Bradley had done for her she knew he had saved her life. She had no doubt that had she refused his offer Robert would be called to the seen of a homicide finding her as the victim, But how much would it cost her was yet to be seen. She fell off to sleep sometime in the wee hours of the morning. She awoke to the kids jumping on the bed Ray had already left for work.

She feed and washed the children happy Frank and Marie hadnít shown up yet. When she showered herself she dressed as baggy as possible and found the phone ringing as she ran out of the bathroom. Marie had picked up already and Debra heard the voice on the other end asking to speak to lady of the house. As Marie began to say ìOh I guess that would be me.î Debra interrupted her from her receiver.

ìThatís Okay Marie I got it.î Debra chimed in annoyed by Marie. ìOh sorry Dear I didnít realize you had bothered to get up yet.î Marie said. ìYes Marie Iím up and Iíve got this thank you.î Debra said tempted to give her a piece of her mind. She simply replied ìThanksî she waited and finally said ìMay I help you?î still not having heard Marie set the phone down.

ìYes maim my name is Bradley and I am calling on behalf of the Good will store.î He began to say Debra recognized the voice and knew she needed to get Marie of the line. ìMarie I said Iíve got this.î She said sternly. The click of the other phone was quick and she answered Mr. Bradley ìYes how may we help.î She said hoping Marie had really hung up the phone. ìWell weíre calling today to see if you have any old clothes BRAS on LINGERIE you would like to get rid of or need exchanged I will have a truck there in half an hour and you could pick up the others on Wednesday.î He said still talking as though he was from the Good will.

Debra had understood what he meant and happily accepted his offer to modify her remaining clothes to perpetuate her lie. ìYes that would be greatly appreciated.î She answered.

ìAnd I show you are donating some time on Wednesday can we still expect to see you at that time?î he asked the real question obvious.

ìYes Iíll be there as promised.î She said before the line went dead.

Debra quickly gathered her remaining bras and lingerie that now did not fit and stuffed them in an old knitting bag she had never used. She then stuffed two sweaters she had bought Ray but the dope had never bothered to wear on top covering up what else was in the bag.

Debra descended the stairs to find Frank watching the television as the Kids ran around playing. Marie was in the kitchen inspecting what Debra had feed them for breakfast.

ìOh the Kidís had cereal huh. You know Ray came over and had sausage and eggs. You know itís important for a working man to have a full stomach before starting there day.î Marie said in her normal demeaning manner.

Debra simply nodded afraid that if she verbalized a response it would get out of hand. She hurriedly made a picnic Lunch for her and the kids before announcing they where going to the park for the day.

She met the man from Good Will at the back door and gratefully gave him the bag of clothes.

Debra loaded the kids and left in a hurry as Marie tried to coax Frank into getting up so they could join them. At the park Debra sat and enjoyed watching her children play.

She tried to look on the bright side thinking she should count her blessings instead of horror she had endured. But as she sat watching the kids she looked up to see a young man looking in her direction. Her mind began to race.

Was he looking at her? Did he recognize her from somewhere? Did she remember him from the club? Had she fucked him earlier in the week? Wait was he even looking at her?

She tried to take her mind of it deciding her hadnít really been looking at her. As she sat out the food for there picnic she noticed a police officer walking by she noted him staring in her direction and again her mind raced with questions. Did he? Had she? Was he? Then he began walking towards them as they ate there launch. She was about to jump out of her skin when he walked right by them steal staring of into the distance.

Her paranoia grew as the day went on and she wondered if she recognized this man or that one. She tried not to think about it but found it hard to put the worries from her mind.

She finally decided to take the kids to the movies hoping that a dark theater watching a childrenís movie might make her feel more comfortable.

The movie ended and she had found a little rest in the theater. A cat call outside the complex had worried her till she saw the two teenagers embrace just in front of her.

She returned home that night and the guilt of putting Ray off began to weigh on her mind. She had screwed hundreds of time in the previous week denying no one her pleasures. But now at home she hadnít even let her husband touch her. She resolved then to make love to Ray that night and to make it special in order to redeem herself for their marriage.