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Subject: {ASSM} Everybody Loves Raymond's Wife p. 3 (M+/F, Blackmail, Coer)
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Warning:
This story is fiction, and should be treated as such. The following story is
for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit
sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, DO NOT read
any further. If it is illegal in your location, DO NOT read it.
This is a copyrighted work. Copyright by Not My Story. Reposting or any other
use of it is strictly prohibited without the express, written permission of
the author, except that it may be posted as part of a review or posted to a
free-access, noncommercial archive sites.
Disclaimer: All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to anyone, either
alive or dead, is purely coincidental.
'Everybody Loves Raymond' is syndicated and (C) to King World Studios West Inc.
Usage of the characters here is in no way reflective of the real show or the
actors in it, and in no way is intended to undermine their values.
Please! Send me your comments!
notmystory@kc.rr.com
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Everybody Loves Raymond's Wife
Part 3
By Not My Story
(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.)
Debra looked down to find her hands shaking from fear and nervousness. Glancing
down at her hands, her eyes focused on the glittering wedding ring on her
finger. Her heart sank, what had she done. The first time that she had met
these men, she had committed herself to buying the pictures back, or facing
the consequences. She had vowed not to allow them to do anything else that
might threaten her marriage. But the events of her second encounter had
happened so quickly, that she hadn't had a chance to stand up to them. Then,
after that second encounter, she didn't know what to do, they had already made
her do so many awful things, that she had no idea how to stop them now. Even
in her worst nightmares, she had never imagined that she would be a thousand
miles away from home and being prostituted out by a group of men, whom she
didn't even know one of their names.
The yellow toothed jerk in front of her had been talking the whole time that
she had dazed off into her troubles. She had only caught the fact that his
name was Dan. He had moved closer to her on the leather couch, and caught her
attention, as he pulled his cock free from his pants. She stared at his rather
average penis, as she tried to weigh her options. She knew that she was only
digging herself a deeper hole with every moment that she allowed these men to
hold control over her.
She was a married woman, and wore the pants in her family. How had she allowed
three strangers to make her travel a thousand miles from home, to pimp her out
to strangers? She knew the answer, and she knew what she had to do. She loved
her husband, and she loved her family. She was 35 years old, and those pictures
had been taken over a decade ago. Ray was many things, but for all of his
faults, he was also one of the most understanding men that she had ever met.
She knew it would be tough, but if she just explained it to Ray, she knew that
he would eventually forgive her. Sure it would be tough, he would be hurt, but
he loved her, and she loved him. They had been through hard times before in
their relationship, and they could make it through this. Debra knew the worst
part would be her in-laws, Marie's cheap shots and innuendos, Frank's crude
jokes, and of course Robert's moronic slips of the tongue. That would be the
toughest part of facing up to her actions, but she had no choice.
As Dan the jerk reached out and grabbed her breast, she slapped his hand away,
now determined to end her ordeal.
"Don't touch me you creep!" she shouted at him, as she stood and pulled away
from him.
"I'm no hooker, I'm a married women, and the mother of three!" she yelled,
looking at his shocked expression "I have been kidnaped and raped, I need the
police! Help! Help me someone!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. It was
barely audible over the thumping of the music, but the jerk almost zipped up
his prick trying to scramble out of the room. She headed for the door herself
screaming "Rape!" and "Help!"
Debra opened the door and found herself greeted by two of her blackmailers.
Without saying a word, one of the men grabbed her arm, and pulled it behind
her back painfully. She screamed out in pain and fear, and quickly found her
mouth stuffed with a gag. She was pushed down onto the couch, as the
blackmailer who was holding her arm, reached out and grabbed a hold of her
free arm. It too was pulled painfully behind her back. The feel of the steel
cuffs, locking first on one wrist, then the other, made her heart stop, she
was then twisted around to face the men, as the speakers in the room where
turned off.
"Well Mrs. Barone I was afraid you would be difficult, and I see that I was
correct. I had hoped that being an intelligent women you would have figured
out that we would make you do what we wanted, one way or the other. Obviously
we would have liked to have had you do it without the drugs, but one way or
the other, you'll do as we want. Maybe you'll have it figured out by Wednesday,
if not, we have plenty of this to last as long as we need to." The bastard
said, as he pulled a needle from his jacket pocket.
The other thug held her still, as her arm was swabbed and then stuck. The drugs
began to flow through her body, as she panicked, hoping for someone to bust
through the door to save her at any moment. Her fears mounted, as the thug
told her that they had turned down a bachelor party that was looking for a
girl to gang bang for their party. They didn't want put her through too much
too fast, but what the hell, it's only eight guys, and with her drugged they
might as well. Her eyes grew wide with fear, she begged them through the gag
to please let her go, but her muffled words meant nothing to them, as they
waited for the drug to take hold of her.
Wednesday morning she awoke with a start. Someone was lying on top of her,
ramming his cock into her raw vagina, as hard as humanly possible. The hazy
memories of the last two days now clouding her mind. She was weak and tired,
as she squirmed under the assault of the young man. He was young, maybe 18,
white, clean cut, and to Debra, his cock was as large as a baseball bat, his
prick felt so huge inside her. The most that she could mutter was moans of
pain, as he worked his tool into her over and over again. Her head fell from
one side to the other, heavy and clouded. She fought to remember what had
happened in the last two days.
Her thoughts went back to Monday in 'her' room, as the pasties were ripped
from her chest, the pain was almost unbearable. Next the glue over her nipples
was rubbed away with a cold alcohol cloth. Another needle was placed in front
of her eyes, and she was mesmerized by the liquid squirting from the tip of
needle. She remembered the description of the drug that she was about to be
shot up with. It was an aphrodisiac that would stimulate all her sexual senses
and arouse her nerve endings, causing her clit to swell up bigger than it ever
had before. She would be stimulated, whether she liked it or not. Next he
showed her a second needle, it contained an inflammatory drug that would cause
swelling of the tissue where it was applied. It was used in Europe, and still
under testing here as a breast enhancement drug. Naturally she'd get a double
dose, and gosh, he was sure sorry that he couldn't tell her about any of the
side effects.
She was then forced to watch, as she was given a shot to either side of her
newly waxed cunt. Then, her head was held down, as shots were injected directly
into the center of each nipple. The pain of the shots was terrible, but the
pain from the medication injected into her was even worse. It was like a fire
was shot directly into her body, and trying to burn its way through her skin.
She was left to whimper, while the group gathered outside the room. Finally
she was uncuffed and ungagged, but her mind was no longer under her control.
She couldn't think of what to say, or how to stop what was happening to her.
As the music was turned on, the room filled with eight black men, all eager
for the white hooker that they had just paid for. One of her blackmailers had
yelled in her ear. "See what happens when you're a bad girl." just before he
left alone with these men.
Debra was introduced to the groom by the group, and soon found herself being
forced to suck his cock. Perhaps forced was a little too strong a word, she
was asked to do so, and although she never said that she would, she never said
no either, as his cock was stuffed into her mouth, to the cheers of the rest
of the group. She was trying to keep from gagging, when he pulled out his prick
out, and gave a round of high fives to the rest of the guys.
He then kissed her pained breasts, before pulling her down onto the couch, and
spreading her legs wide apart, as he jabbed his cock into her. The intrusion
was painful at first, but almost immediately, her body began to lubricate her
swollen pussy lips, as the cock pounded in and out of her cunt. Debra threw
her head from side to side, her mind racing. She had to stop this, she had to.
It wasn't meant to be like this, she didn't do these kinds of things, she had
a family she.... She felt the man pulling out of her, and opened her eyes,
just as he peeled the condom off of his dick, and then after two strong
twitches, a jet of white goo shot out all over her stomach.
She dropped her head back down onto the couch, thankful that it was over.
That's when she saw the naked black leg move across her chest. She looked up,
just as he slapped her chin with his cock, her jaw dropped open to let out
the "ouch" from the slap, just in time to allow him to slide it into her mouth.
She heard the group talking about the action in front of them, and swapping
stories from one another's past, when she heard someone say he didn't need a
BJ. Moments after that comment, she felt another cock at the lips of her cunt.
The swollen sides of her cunt pulsed under the pressure of the cock, as it was
slipped into her. She tried to push the cock in her mouth out, but the man
inside of her took it as an attempt to please him, and drove his prick in even
deeper. She rolled her eyes under the onslaught of the two, hoping that the
nightmare would end soon. Again she got lost in her thoughts, and almost
missed the swapping of the men. By the time she had come to her senses, a new
cock had been forced into her mouth, and another was pulling her legs up, to
penetrate her cunt yet again.
She had managed a few no's in between cocks stuffed into her mouth, but they
had been so faint, and the action so fast, that no one seemed to notice. She
hated it that she couldn't stop it, and it was hell. She felt the tears running
down her cheeks, and prayed to the Lord for mercy, but none came. She serviced
all eight men in the group, and then posed for pictures with several of them.
After the men finally left, one of her blackmailers came back into the room.
He looked down at her and laughed and said, "You should have done what you
were told." before helping her up, and leading her back to her room.
She was allowed to clean, and then dress, well almost. The bra and panties
that she wore could easily be seen through, and the garter belt and stockings
could hardly be called clothing. She was then taken back to the cage, where
she took another stint at dancing, before being returned to the same "Guest
Room" she had just been forced to work in.
It wasn't long before two twenty-something fellows entered the room, and
quickly started to fuck her over. The two seemed to have some sort of
competition trying to see who could make her suffer the most, seeing who
could make her moan the loudest, and pound into her the hardest. The two
where almost immediately replaced in the room by someone else, a single guy.
He was large, probably over three hundred pounds, well over six foot tall and
sported a large beer belly. He said nothing to her, he simply entered the room,
dropped his slacks, and climbed on top of her.
She thought that she would suffocate under this giant of a man lying on top of
her, as he sawed his average sized prick into her. Her throat was dry, and
sore. Her cries of anguish could hardly be heard between the man's grunting,
and the loud thumping music. She felt his rhythm slow down, and then the
twitch of his prick inside of her, as he climaxed into the condom that he was
thankfully wearing. He then collapsed on top of her, panting from his exertions.
She thought for sure that she would pass out, before he finally rolled off of
her, pulling his flaccid cock free of her body. He then stood above her and
smiled, rolling the condom off of his cock, and turned it upside down over her
face, spilling its contents across her tightly closed lips. He left the room,
never having said a word to her.
He was followed by another man, and then another, before she was finally
allowed to clean up. She danced again that night, and again whored her body to
five more men afterwards, before she finally passed out from exhaustion.
Please send comments or suggestions to Notmystory@kc.rr.com
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