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                        Everybody Loves Raymond's Wife Part 2
                                   By Not My Story


As she turned into the motel's parking lot, she tried to come up with a game
plan to deal with her blackmailers. She realized they had plans for
her again and she couldn't let what happened last time happen again.

Six weeks ago Debra had received a letter informing her she had won a one
week spa getaway to an exclusive resort in upstate New York. According to
the letter, her husband Ray had entered her name into the drawing by
purchasing a raffle ticket for a local charity. She was excited, but skeptical,
because it sounded too good to be true. When Ray came home she asked him
about it, and sure enough he still had the raffle ticket stub in his wallet.

Debra knew there had to be a catch, and after calling the number on the letter
her suspicions were confirmed. Yes she was entitled to a five day all expense
paid stay at the exclusive resort, but the offer was only good Monday thru
Friday, and the offer was only good when there was an available opening in
the next ninety days. After further discussion with the young lady on the
phone, Debra found out that there was only one week with an opening, six
weeks from now.

Although she wanted to go very badly she couldn't convince Ray to
watch the kids while she was gone. She tried to seduce him into doing
it, but had no luck. She tried to tell him how she would come back and
be all made up for him after a week at a spa, he still wouldn't bite. The next
day when she checked the mail, she found out that Ray had received an
invitation to play golf at one of Florida's finest courses, and she saw her
chance. As soon as he got home she again tried to talk him into letting her go
on her little vacation, but again he whined and cried about having to be alone
with the kids, how he had to work. That's when she let him see his invitation
to the golf course dropping it in his lap. Immediately she saw his mouth
water at the thought of playing golf on the exclusive greens.

"To bad I can't spare you either, I mean I need your help around here with the
kids and everything." she said smugly, as his eyes shot open at her words.

"No, no this is different Debra. This is, well, its work. It's my job to take this
trip." he began

"Sorry Ray you're just to valuable around here to go off on some golfing trip.
The kids need their father here." she told him, rewording all the excuses that
he had used on her, to deny her trip.

"No, no the kids will be fine. I mean they hardly see me now." he started to
say, before realizing his mistake

"You Idiot!" she shot back at him, and gave him her most hateful glare

"I.... I mean.." he began to babble

"What?  What do you mean Ray? If you can't see the irony, I'm sorry, but
what's good for the goose is good for the gander Ray!" she yelled.

"Look I didn't mean you couldn't go. I meant, you know, the kids would miss
their mother. Yea that's it." he said, as he tried to salvage his situation.

"NO! No that's not what you meant. YOU MEANT YOU COULDN'T LET
YOUR SLAVE GO! That's what you meant Ray. I mean if I had a week of
relaxation and pampering at that beauty spa and resort, where I could enjoy
myself and take a break, then you might have to do some work around here.
You might have to cook your children a dinner, or maybe have to check their
homework! OH my god you're an ....." she trailed off angrily, as her husband
cowered under her verbal onslaught.
  
"No, no I never meant you couldn't go, I mean I want you to go. It might be
fun to have the kids here alone with me." he said reluctantly.

"So you're saying that you'd watch the kids while I was gone Ray?" she asked
in a less hostile voice.

"Yes. I'm looking forward to it." he said aloud, and then he added under his
breath, "I might live a little longer."

Glaring at him she said, "Well I guess we could spare you for a few days,
while you play a little golf."

It was settled, Ray was set to go golfing the week after she got back from the
resort. Then she got the call last Thursday, it was a voice that she recognized,
and almost hung-up on. It was her blackmailer, telling her to be at the same
motel as before, Sunday night at 7:00. She tried to explain to him that she
couldn't, but he told her to be there. Mustering her courage she said, "No, I
can't" and hung up the phone.

An hour later there was a knock on the front door, when she answered it she
discovered that no one was there, but did find a package on the steps.
Entering the house she examined the package, the only label on it said "Open
Immediately" locking the front door and placing the chain over it, she went
to the kitchen and did the same to that door. She then took the package
upstairs to her bedroom and opened it.

Inside the package was a video tape and a letter. She opened the letter and
read it. All the letter said was to "Watch the tape, NOW! And be sure to
catch the end."  She loaded the tape in the machine, her hands shaking so bad
that she almost couldn't get the tape into the machine, and pressed play.

The image on the screen looked old, and it took her several minutes to
recognize the place on the tape. It was one of the Frat houses from her
college. She remembered going to a party there years ago with her old
boyfriend Nick. God had she got drunk at that party. She had drunk
several Martini's and smoked a joint with Nick. He'd had to take her back to
her apartment, after she had passed out that night. The video showed a
person walking through a crowd at a Fraternity party, asking several of the
guys if the wanted in on the train. Debra recognized several of the students
on the tape, and most of the people that the person on the tape had invited for
this train.

She tried to remember the night of that party, as the tape played on, but only
drew a blank. She had really been wasted. Finally the person entered a door,
and walked down several steps, as the camera followed him. Entering a large
room in the basement, the camera showed the scene of a mattress in the
center of the room, surrounded by a group of students. That's when the
person being filmed spoke up.

"Hey quiet down everybody quiet down. Okay for this month's entertainment
we have Nick to thank." he said, pointing, as the camera followed his finger
to Debra's Nick. "He's brought us a young junior from our school who we've
all seen around the halls, and know we are going to see a little more of  her." 
he stated, as the camera panned over to a door. As it opened, a large football
player carried a much younger, and unconscious, Debra to the bed. 

"Debra here is a hoping to be a therapist someday, and I suggest that we all
get a little treatment from her now." he said, as someone was removing her
blouse, off of her unconscious body.

She sat there in disbelief, as she watched the video continue. It started with
Nick climbing on top of her now completely naked body, and ramming his
cock as hard as he could into her precious mound. The camera work was
shaky to say the least, but she watched, unable to move as the video
continued. Nick was followed by the guy who had done all the talking, but
he wasn't the last. 

She watched in shocked horror, as one after another her fellow students
raped her on the old stained mattress on the floor. She saw several of her
classmates from the eleven year old video on the tape. People with whom
she had been in study groups and classes with, even after this night. 'How
could they?' she wondered, and how could she have not known. Mercifully,
the group finished with her, but not before 17 different men had used her
body for there gratification. The scene finally faded to black, as someone
called out "Let's get this slut cleaned up."

Thinking it was over, Debra stood to remove the awful tape from the
machine. As she stepped up to the VCR, another scene appeared on the
screen. It was a video of her having a drink at a bar with a man at least twice
her age. She was wearing her red dress, the one that drove Ray nuts. This
was clearly a tape of her activities from over a month ago. The scene then cut
to one of her in a hotel room with the old man. She heard him ask if $200
was enough to which she replied "Oh yes!" 

The couple then began to kiss, as the old man groped her body. Debra
watched in shock, as she proceeded to pleasure the old man to his disgusting
grunts of pleasure. She watched the scene through her tears. It had just been
a horrible nightmare, until she saw the actual images on the screen, her foggy
memory was now confirmed to be factual. The senior citizen finished his
time with her and leaving two one hundred dollar bills on the night stand. He
left the nude Mrs. Barone still gasping on the bed.

As the picture again faded to black the phone rang.

Hitting the eject button on the VCR, she walked to the side of the bed and
picked up the phone but said nothing.

After several seconds of silence Marie Barone spoke, "Hello. Hello is
anybody there?" she asked

"Yes Marie I'm sorry I'm here, uh, is there something that I can, I mean what
can I do for you?" Debra said.

"Oh Hello Dear, did I wake you? Frank and I just got worried about you. We
where bringing over some of my things for next week when I'll be watching
the children, and all of the doors where locked, but your car was still there."
Marie said.

Normally, she would have been furious that Ray was going to use his mother
to do something that he had told her that he would do, but after just watching
the video, she could care less. That's when the call waiting beeped in.

"Uh, yeah Marie, I was just taking a nap, sorry I missed you. Look the other
line just beeped can I call you back." Debra said

"Sure dear, we were just worried about you, but we should have known you
were just sle...." Debra clicked the phone over in the middle of another of
Marie's cheap shots.

"Hello." she said into the phone, grateful to be off the phone with Marie.

"Have you watched the tape yet?" her blackmailer asked.

"Uh no, not yet." she lied

"Liar." the voice said "Interesting content. I have one here for your mother-
in-law, and another special one here for your brother-in-law, the cop. I
wonder if he would really arrest his brothers wife for prostitution or not?"
 
"No! No please don't!" she cried into the receiver.

"Look you leave me no choice you don't want to work with me, so..." he
left the thought hanging there.

"You can't." she said, "I was unconscious. They should all be charged with
rape anyway." she said, desperate for a way out.

"Maybe so, but the statute of limitations was up four years ago. The only
crime that anyone can be charged for on that tape, is you, for prostitution."
The man informed her. 

She wasn't sure if he was telling the truth about the statute of limitations or
not, but why would he send her a tape, if it could incriminate anyone else of
a crime.

"So what do you want from me?" she asked in desperation.

"I told you. Be at the motel Sunday at 7:00, or else perhaps you'd like the
number for a good criminal and divorce lawyer Mrs. Barone." he told her
coldly.

"I would, but I've already made plans to be out of town, I can't make it then."
she cried, "Please, can't you make it some other time? Please?" she begged.

"No I am afraid not Mrs. Barone, so can I expect you, or shall I make other
plans?" she was asked cruelly.

"Fine I'll be there. Okay, don't do anything with those pictures okay." she
cried

"Good, I'm glad that you're being reasonable Mrs. Barone. I look forward to
your visit Sunday." the blackmailer told her calmly.

"Look you have to give me those pictures back." she started to say, but then 
she heard a click on the line. "I have to get those picture back okay. This is
the last time alright?" she cried, as the phone clicked over to a dial tone

She was standing outside of the hotel room, it was about two minutes until
7:00, and she didn't know if she could go through with this again or not. She
closed her eyes, as almost mechanically she reached into her purse and
pulled out the blindfold. She slipped it over her head, and across her eyes.
Then, taking in a deep breath, she reached out for the door. Her shaking hand
touched the door, and she knocked three times timidly. She was sweating,
both from nervousness, and also from the fact that she was wearing three
shirts, two sweaters, a coat, jeans, and two pair of sweat pants.

Ray had even commented on her layered look, before she left the house an
hour ago. Kissing her goodbye for the week, he had asked if the heater in the
car was broke. She laughed at him, telling him that she thought she was
coming down with something. Thinking nothing of it, he and the children
said their goodbyes, and wished her a good time.

"Good, I'm glad to see that you could make it Mrs. Barone."  A voice told
her, "Are your bags in the car Mrs. Barone?"

"My bag's?" she asked confused 

"Yes for your trip out of town this week. You're still taking the trip." her
blackmailer said.

Unsure if it was a question or not, she decided that she had no choice but to
answer. "Yes." she said as calmly as possible

"Good we'll get them out of your car on our way out. Come on, let's go." he
said removing her blindfold.

Her purse still in her hand, she followed the man down the stairs to the
parking lot. She was shocked to see someone behind the wheel of her car, the
engine running, and another man had just closed the trunk, after removing
her suitcase from it. As she was escorted over to a large SUV, she watched
as her car was pulled into a trailer. Now seated in the SUV, she watched as
the back door of the trailer was closed, and any sign of her car at the motel
was now gone. The two men who had been over at her car, now climbed into
the SUV, and they all drove away.

In an hour, they arrived at the Newark airport, where they hopped a plane to
Reno. The rules had been explained to Debra clearly in the SUV. She was to
do everything that she was told to do without any questions or hesitations, or
else everyone, including her children would be watching Mommy's new
video. 

Debra found herself in Reno at 9:00 local time. The group was picked up by
a fourth man, who drove them to a local club. Debra still wearing all of her
clothes and her coat, and  was sweating like a politician on Election Day. As
she was escorted directly through the club, and into the hotel connected with
it, she saw the girls there dancing on the stage, wearing only paint to the
cheering crowd of men.

Once in her room, she was left alone for the better part of an hour. A quick
check on the phone confirmed that it was not working, and the door had been
locked from the outside, locking her in. She had stripped down to wearing
only a single shirt, and her jeans, as soon as she had finished inspecting the
room. She had taken note of the mirrors above the bed and lining the
adjacent wall. She lay on the bed crying, until the door to her room opened.

One of her blackmailers opened the door and walked in unannounced. He
had said nothing to her since they had boarded the plane back in Newark. He
took a quick look around her room, not even paying attention to her. He
picked up the clothes that she had already taken off, and left on the bed, and
tossed them into the hall through the still open door. He then turned his
attention to her.

"Take off the rest of your clothes." he told her casually, as he stood at the
foot of the bed.

She stared up at him, like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car.
An angry look from him was sufficient to snap her out of her daze, and she
slowly stood up. She looked around the room, as another one of her
blackmailers entered the room carrying her suitcase. She looked at him, then
at the first man, and slowly pulled her blouse up over her head. She held onto
the shirt, as she slowly undid the button on her jeans. Looking back at the
two men, she saw no mercy and knew that none would be forthcoming.
Slowly she wriggled the jeans down her hips. Now holding the jeans and the
shirt in one hand, she reached back and unclasped her bra. After sliding the
bra reluctantly down her arms, she brought it, and her other now removed
clothing to her chest, covering her heaving breasts.

She looked at the two men, as if hoping that this would be enough, but from
the looks on their faces, she knew that it wouldn't. With one hand holding
her clothes to her chest, she used her other hand to slide her panties down
her legs. Once she had stepped out of each leg of her panties, she quickly
brought that hand back up to cover her crotch.

Now that she was totally naked, the man standing at the foot of the bed
extended his hand, obviously asking for her clothes. Slowly, and reluctantly,
she reached out and handed her just removed clothes to the man. He again
tossed them into the hall, as he had her others.

Debra stood in front of the two men, holding one arm over her chest, and the
other hand covering her crotch, as the men looked on calmly. The third
blackmailer then entered the room, and took a seat next to the second. 

That's when the first one spoke. "Give me a blow job Mrs. Barone." he
ordered. 

Looking  fearfully at the other two men, she bent down and began to unzip
his pants. 

"On your knees Mrs. Barone, don't you know how to give a guy a blow job."
he asked sarcastically.

Biting her lip she dropped to her knees. Next she reached out and undid the
man's zipper. Reaching inside of his pants, she pulled his cock free, and not
wanting to see it, she quickly slipped it into her mouth. She was disgusted by
what she was being forced to do, but just tried to think of her children and
Ray, as she bobbed her head up and down on the male organ in her mouth.
After a while her jaw began to ache, as she moved up and down over his
cock.  It seemed like an eternity before he told her to get on the bed, on her
hands and knees. She slowly stood up and climbed onto the bed. As she
positioned herself on the bed as ordered, a fourth man entered the room. It
was the man who had picked them up at the airport. He walked immediately
up to her face, dropped his pants, and presented his semi-erect cock to her.

She looked up at him as if to ask for forgiveness, but knew what was 
required of her. She took his cock into her mouth and began to suck it. After
establishing a rhythm she felt the bed sink, as someone climbed on from
behind her. Turning her head, while still sucking the cock in her mouth, she
tried to see who it was, but was unable to move her head far enough around.
She felt the tip of a cock press up against her cunt's lips, before seeing it's
owners face. It took several painful jabs, before the cock found its mark, but
she could do nothing to help, as she felt her hair grabbed and balled into his
fist. The man in her mouth began to force her deeper down his cock's shaft.

Soon she was rocking back and forth between the two cocks, as the men
pleasured themselves with her body. Next she found herself the center of a
sandwich, as she was pulled over on top of one cock, and another was
pressed into her ass. She cried out in pain, as the duo found their rhythm, but
it didn't stop their violent thrusts into her.

Finally, one of the men who had been seated, walked up to her face, and
presented his cock to her for a blow job. She found it torturous, but slowly
began to suck on his cock, as now all three of her holes were filled with
dicks. After a few moments, the man in her ass pulled free, and moved
around to her face, as the man whom she had been sucking moved out of the
way. She now found a cock, fresh from fucking her ass, presented to her to
suck. Disgusted, she turned her head away from the slimy tool, but a pinch of
her nipple, and a slap on her ass, was all that it took to get her full attention,
reminding her of why she had to do it, even if she didn't want to.

Closing her eyes and frowning, she held her mouth open, as the cock was
slipped inside of her mouth. She tried to avoid letting the cock touch her
mouth or tongue, but another pinch of her nipple, and gruff orders to suck it,
put and end to her disobedience, as she lowered her lips to the cock's shaft,
and began to suck the cock as directed. Again she felt a prick being pressed
into her ass, as she rode the cock in her cunt, and soon found all three of
her holes stuffed, and being fucked mercilessly.

She couldn't begin to describe the taste of the cock in her mouth, but when it
shot its spunk deep into her gullet, she thought that she would vomit. But
even as she struggled to hold down her bile, she found herself flipped over,
with the entire length of a cock shaft still buried inside of her ass. Flipped
over now, she was laying on her back, with one dick buried in her ass, as the
man who had been fucking her cunt climbed up to her face. He took a
handful of her hair and forced his member into her mouth. It took only
seconds before he emptied his semen into her mouth, and moved off of the
bed. The forth man then climbed between her legs, and promptly stuck his
dry cock into her now well stretched cunt. She quickly found herself again
being pounded in both her nether holes, as she began to huff and whimper.
The man on top then began sucking and chewing on her nipples violently, as
he rammed his sizeable cock into her cunt.

Both men finally erupted. The man in her ass was first, and even as he
finished cuming inside of her ass, he kept stroking his prick in and out of her
butt, until the man inside of  her cunt came. Then they left her alone, without
saying another word. She just laid there and cried for the next several hours.

Monday morning found her lying naked, with cum dried on her thighs from
the night before. It had been bad enough that these things had happened to
her while she was drugged or unconscious, but to have to suffer through
them while still having all of her senses was even worse. She dragged herself
from the bed, unsure of the time, and showered with scalding hot water for
an hour, attempting to remove all traces of her blackmailers sex juices.
Wearing a towel, she examined her suitcase, only to find it empty. She then
waited for the men to come and get her.

It didn't take long before they came to get her, and get her they did. Again
she was used by the quartet of men, before she was allowed to eat, then get
cleaned up, and finally given some clothes. The outfit was rather bland, and
not unlike something that she would normally wear. The men then took her
to a salon nearby, where she was given a manicure, a pedicure, had her hair
done, and, much to her discomfort, her body waxed. They waxed her legs,
her underarms, her lip and chin, as well as pulling out what hair was left in
her crotch. The make-up applied to her face was put on thick, and left little
doubt as to what the men's plans for her were. She was taken back to her
room were she was stripped, then pasties were glued over her nipples. The
swathe of cloth that she was given as a skirt, barely covered her ass cheeks
and now hairless pussy.

She was then led to a steel cage, about three foot wide. As she was locked
inside of it, one of the men told her, "Be sure you dance well out there babe,
your not exactly the youngest they've seen, so you need to do an even better
job than those young chics!"

Within minutes Debra found her cage descending through the ceiling into the
club below. Seeing other girls in similar cages gyrating to the music, she
took their lead and began to move to the music. She could feel her virtually
naked tits swaying and jiggling on her chest, and the way that she was
positioned, with the bottom of her cage just above the head of the men
looking up at her, she knew that they were all looking up between her legs,
and her naked, hairless pussy. She danced for an hour to the cheers of the
men around her, and when her cage was finally raised from the floor, she felt
relief flood through her body.

She was released from the cage and taken to room with soft lights and
loud music. Someone told her to work her client well, and to make sure that
he wears a rubber, before she was left alone.

Her solitude was broken, when a man that she recognized from the club
where she had been forced to dance, virtually naked, entered the room, a
strip of three condoms in his hand. Debra bit her lip, as the tall smiling jerk
rubbed the palms of his hand together, while a smile showed his yellow teeth
to her.