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(Note to readers after doing some research on-line I have narrowed down that
in the Second season the Debra character is supposed to be somewhere between
33-35 years of age so I am basing this story in that time frame FYI.)



                         Everybody Loves Raymond's Wife
                                 By Not My Story
                                    Part 12


Gianni stared into the monitor in a surreal trance like state as he watched
the tears streak down Debra's face. Her mascara had began to run, and her pain
and sorrow was etched in her eyes, as she thrashed her head from side to side
trying to break free of her bonds. Her struggles where of course futile, and
restrained as she was she couldn't even move her ass away from the man now
tattooing it.

He was fascinated by what he was seeing, and in a state of shock, all at the
same time. His cock grew more rigid with every passing moment. He was drawn to
the sight before him, as he gazed on, watching her suffer. She was biting down
hard on the wooden bit that was now in her mouth. The ripples riding across her
ass, as the tiny needle of the tattoo gun continued to inject her with its ink.
He watched as her arms would tense and pull up from her bonds futilely. Her
legs cut into the bar holding the back of her thighs securely in place, and
her back arched, as she fought against the strap holding it in place, trying
to lift herself up off of the table.

The process took almost and hour, but when it was done Debra was more
physically drained than she had been all week long. The injection of the
stimulant in her ass had gone unnoticed by the tortured woman, as it was just
another couple, of the hundreds of needle pricks, that had now assaulted her
rump. She couldn't figure out what was being tattooed on her ass. Her mind had
tried to piece it together, from the movement of the needle, just what was
being written into her skin, but it was an impossible task, only in her
imagination could she come up with thoughts. "Slut" "Whore" and some other foul
words to describe her current activities, or "Put it here" "Well used" or some
other insulting comment. No matter what it was, her life, as it had been, was
over. How could she ever explain the tattoo to Ray? He would leave her for
good, now there was no chance of saving her marriage or family.

The tattoo was finally finished, when the man, seated behind her ass, coated
it lightly with Vaseline, before wheeling away his machine. He was no sooner
gone, than one of the girls who had done her makeup so many times earlier, had
entered and begun to cleanup her now streaked face. As she worked to touch up
Debra's appearance, Gianni was taken and fitted into a leather hood.

Gianni approached Debra, who had been left tied to the table for his pleasure.
She was tied down before him, as he had only imagined could ever be possible.
He was now just moments away from fulfilling one of his darkest fantasies. He
would now take his friends wife, and would use her as savagely as she had ever
been used before. He would give her something to remember. He had to make it
last. While he would have this moment with her to savor forever on film, he
nevertheless wanted to make it last as long as possible.

He had been shown all the devices available for his use, and how they worked,
but he needed none of them. He had already asked about what was acceptable,
and been told there were no rules for this session. He felt only the smallest
tinge of guilt, as he circled her, admiring her bound form. She was beautiful
he thought, as he took note of the glowing letters now inked into her ass.
"FUCK SLAVE" blazed in two inch high letters, in bright red, across her tender
ass. As he stepped in front of the black light, he noticed her tattoo
disappeared, obviously she had been tattooed with some sort of black light ink
he realized, and laughed to himself, knowing that she wouldn't know that.

Slowly, he ran his hand across her body, starting at her neck, and then moving
down her back. Snapping the tight leather strap over her waist, and then her
garters he continued moving down her body. His fingers moved in circles around
her ass, then down the back of her thighs, where he stopped. He pulled his
hand up, removing the metal pin holding the wood brace at the back of her legs.
The wooden bar fell to the ground first, followed seconds later by the clanging
of the metal pin on the floor. Finally the pressure on the back of her thighs
had been released, ushering a great huff of relief from her still gagged mouth.
The sounds that she made echoed around the silent room, as she waited for what
would happen to her next.

The leather strap across her back constricted, and then fell away, as Gianni
undid the restraint from its buckle. The release was again followed by another
relieved huff from the bound woman. Finally he undid the knot in the leather
string holding the wooden bit in her mouth. She opened her mouth, allowing the
bit that had been used to gag her, to fall to the floor below her head. She
gulped in several large gulps of air, before she began a fit of coughing. She
had her eyes closed as she coughed, and was only stopped by the hand moving
over the lines of her face.

He finally moved his hand to her chin and pulled her head up, so that she
looked him in the eyes. As he looked into her eyes, and he revealed the feeling
of control and power over her. She had always been so commanding, demanding,
and always in charge, but now she was his, to do with as he pleased. Gianni
had to admit that he too would jump, when she went into one of her tirades
against Ray and his friends. Gianni had found himself the recipient of her
condescending glare more times than he cared to admit. She had been so high
and mighty, so holier than thou to him so many times. He was going to enjoy
this control, this feeling of complete and total domination over her.

He dropped his trousers to the floor, with his free hand still holding her
chin, with his other arm. His cock stuck out free an erect, he had always
wanted to do this, he thought, as he pressed his prick to her lips. She took
his cock instantly into her mouth, without even the slightest resistance or
hesitation. She allowed him to stuff his erect dick down her throat, fearful
of offending a master, and having to spend time in the circle. She watched him
gaze contentedly into her eyes, as he stroked his prick in and out of her
mouth. This went on for several minutes, before he pulled his cock from her
mouth, and circled around her body. He slid his saliva slickened cock across
both cheeks of her ass, before he began to force it into her anal passage.

He made sure of his position, by prying the cheeks of her butt apart, before
forcing his cock past her sphincter. She whimpered, as he pressed his cock
into her ass. Her pain from his entry into his tightest, and formerly most
private of orifices, brought him even more pleasure, and his thrusts grew more
forceful, the more pained she sounded. He had soon worked himself into a
fevered pace, as he rammed his cock into her ass. He reached forward and
gripped his hand into her hair, pulling her head back, and ripping some of the
hair from her scalp. Her screams of pain and despair echoed throughout the
chamber, as he held her head up and back, while he rammed his slightly longer
than average, and much thicker than average cock into her already abused ass.

Gianni was living out his fantasy, and it was even better than he had imagined,
as his cum pulsed into her sphincter. He had never been so sexually satisfied
as he was at this moment, as he felt his seed spraying deep into her bowels.
He loved this control over her. This kind of power over a woman, was more than
he had ever dreamed of having in his best fantasies.

He finally pulled out of her ass, and stood back to admire his work. He stared
as her butt, as his semen seeped out of her still stretched hole, and down her
rump. He had just fucked Debra Barone in the ass, and he'd have the tape to
prove it, he thought to himself with glee. He reveled in the moment long
enough he thought, and began to free her from her bonds.

He finally helped her up from the table, and led her back over to the bed.
Standing in front of the bed, he spun her around, and in a quick fluid movement
ripped the corset from her body. The action had taken Debra by surprise, and
she gasped in shock, at the brutality of his actions. He next pushed her down
onto the bed forcefully, and he was on top of her in an instant. He wanted so
badly to tell her who he was, and what he was going to do to her, but kept
silent. He attacked her tits, taking note of the navel ring that she now
sported.

He couldn't help but to think that she looked thinner, and better with the
darker tan. He sucked her nipples deep into his mouth, and nipped them
delicately between his teeth. He played with her tits, while his tongue and
his fingers probed the folds of her cunt. She moaned and squeaked, under his
manipulations, as he continued to explore and enjoy her body. He was struck
with how much better she looked here in the nude, than even what he had
imagined she would look like. Ray was sure one lucky bastard, he thought, only
to then think about what a slut she was, and changed his mind.

His cock had grown rigid again, as he explored her body, and he slid his body
against hers. Soon he was thrusting his cock into her cunt. He stayed on top
of her for several minutes, before grabbing her by the hips, and rolling her
over on top of him. She bounced on top of his body, riding his cock, as he
groped her chest gleefully. As his climax grew closer, his hands found their
way to her neck. He began, at first, a gentle, playful, almost choking of her,
but as he grew more exited, his grip on her neck grew stronger, and soon she
was pulling at his hands, unable to breath. By the time he climaxed inside of
her, she was a very bright red in her face, the blood to her brain trapped by
his choke hold on her neck. He tightened his grip, as he savored every jet of
his seed, filling her cunt. She had all but passed out, when he finally
released his grip on her neck.

Gianni glanced at his watch, he had only spent thirty five minutes with the
slave he had given up so much to be with. He glanced over, seeing the video
camera still recording every moment of his triumph. He grabbed a handful of
tit, and pushed her off of him forcefully, He quickly went to the wall, and
lowered the chains holding the large ornate "X" from the ceiling. He brought
it down to hang an inch off of the floor, and returned to the bed. Taking hold
of a handful of her red hair, he pulled her from the bed. He drug her crying
and scared to the wooden bars. He pushed the poor woman up against the frame,
and strapped the leather belt around her waist.

He looked into her glazed eyes, as he tried to work out a plan in his mind, as
to what to do with her next. He took a hold of her wrist, and pulled it to the
frame, cuffing it into place. He moved on to her other wrist. and chained its
cuff to the frame, while staring at her chest. Standing straight up as she was,
her tits seemed larger and firmer than he had ever imagined that they would
be. He would need some time to prepare himself for his next endeavor with the
young mother, so time was not an issue.

He moved to the ankles next, chaining each cuff to the frame as well. After
finishing with the second ankle, his hand moved up her hose covered leg, up
her thigh, and stopping at her crotch. He felt his fluids mixed with hers now
covering his finger and palm. He pulled his hand away, and wiped it in her
hair, as he moved to the closet. He returned to her with two small clamps in
his hand. He reached out and pinched her nipples several times, trying to
stimulate the exposed skin. She whimpered, in response to his torturous touch
regaining her senses after almost being choked to death. He opened the first
metal clamp and moved it up to her breast.

When the clamp closed over her nipple, she let out a blood curdling scream of
pain. He was shocked by the reaction, but it in no way deterred him from
slipping the second clamp onto her other nipple. Her second wail of agony was
even more chilling than the first.

He looked into her now wide open eyes with a feeling of satisfaction, as she
wailed in pain. He returned to the closet and came back with a pair of chains
and weights. He waited until her howls of pain subsided to mere cries and
whimpers, before clipping the first weight onto her left nipple clamp. The
added weight on the device renewed her screams of pain, and caused her to buck
around wildly, in a vain attempt to free herself of the painful device. Again,
he waited until she had calmed down a little bit, before applying the second
weight. He returned to the closet as she screamed in pain.

He found another device of interest, and returned to Debra's side. He rotated
the "X", until she was now upside down on the beams. He hair was now dangling,
as she looked down in immeasurable pain, seeing the chains and weights pulling
her nipples down towards the floor. She felt him rub her cunt, drawing her
attention away from her abused chest. She moaned in despair, as she felt the
massive head of a dildo press into her pussy. She hadn't seen the thirty-six
inch length of the double dong that was now being shoved into her cunt
forcefully. With just over 10 inches of the massive dildo forced into her cunt,
Gianni had bottomed out. He was disappointed with the long length of the dildo
still outside of her body, and began working the rubber phallus back and forth
inside of her.

After ten minutes of working the dildo in and out of her, he had only worked
an additional half inch into her body. He confirmed this failure by retrieving
a small tape measure from his disheveled pants, and measuring his work.
Disappointed with the results of his efforts, he returned to the closet, and
began rummaging through it, leaving over twenty five inches of the dildo
sticking out between her legs.

Debra was initially relieved that he had finally stopped trying to shove more
of the rubber phallus into her pussy, and looked down (up) her body in
amazement, as she saw how much of the rubber dick was sticking up between her
legs.

Her newest tormentor returned from the closet with two thin metal ring like
devices. Gianni pulled up a stool, and sat down next to poor Debra. Reaching
down, he pulled the metal ring open. He pulled it around her already tortured
left tit. He then pressed the sides of the ring closed around the base of her
large grapefruit sized breast, squeezing her tit tightly at its base, and
causing it to balloon out from the half inch wide ring.

Again she screamed out in agony, her voice getting hoarse from her constant
wails. She stared in horror, as he placed the second ring over her other tit.
She was already in excruciating pain, and it was just beginning. The stimulant
that she had been given had already taken affect, and she felt like her heart
was about to explode in her chest. She began whimpering about having a heart
attack, between her screams of pain, but her torturer didn't seem to hear her,
or he didn't care, if he had heard her. She thought she was going to die, as
she watched her breast turn a bright red, then a darker red, and finally to a
purplish color, as the blood was trapped inside of them by the rings.

Gianni then turned his attentions to her crotch, as he grabbed the end of the
flailing flexible dildo, and began to work it into her ass. He shoved inch
after inch of the tool into her tight hole, before he began pistoning both
sides in and out of her body. He had already toned out any screams or
objections that Debra might be yelling, and was now gingerly working it in and
out of each of her holes.

Finally bored with the dildo he again returned to the closet, and found what
he was looking for. He approached he face, and stroking his cock in one hand,
and held the whip in the other.

"What's your name?" he asked in his deepest voice.

Debra hesitated several seconds before saying, "Linda, Linda Parkers... Eh
ville." she replied.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Her heart stood still in her chest from the pain, as he
landed three swats on he swollen chest, with the small paddle like whip.

"Don't you fucking lie to me!" Gianni screamed "I want your real name Bitch!"
he snapped.

"Debra! Debra Whalen, OK!" she screamed in pain.

"NO! It isn't, is it?" he bellowed.

Smack! Smack! came the gratifying sound of the whip making contact with her
naked, bound breasts.

"BARONE! OK, IT'S DEBRA BARONE! PLEASE STOP! I'M DYING! PLEASE!" she screamed,
as he again smacked her breast with the whip.