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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 8

As soon as her blackmailer's had left the room, all three of the wicked devices
attached to her body sprang to life, buzzing violently, as they attacked her
as much mentally as physically. As she tried desperately to maintain control
over her mind and body, the girls in the room began to question her.

They asked her about her college days, then her career, and her family. They
asked her how she felt about motherhood, and about being a mother. They then
asked about her children and her in-laws. Debra answered every question
surprisingly honestly, and without much thought, as she fought to keep control
over her body. She was then ordered to strip, leaving only her shoes, panties,
and chains on.

She had already resigned herself to her fate, as she fought with the feelings
that were assaulting her senses. As she removed the few scraps of clothing
that had covered her body, she was embarrassed and disgusted by the comments
made by the girls in the room.

Although she thought that she had kept her body in pretty good shape after
having the twins, the room full of youthful college girls obviously disagreed,
as they critiqued her nude form. Several of the comments stuck in her mind, as
she fought back tears of humiliation.

"The stretch marks aren't that obvious." one girl said.

"He said that they drooped a lot more before he gave her the injections." said
another.

"Look at the lines in her face. I mean my God, look at her neck." someone else
crowed.

"Her neck hell! Look at her hands she looks like my mother." someone else
chimed in.

"Look at her, I'm never going to have children!" stated one of the other girls,
and the others seemed to share this thought with her, as they all parroted the
comment.

Debra was forced to place her hands behind her back, and get on her knees. The
damned devices buried in her body were still vibrating about, madly driving
her out of her mind. She felt her juices oozing about inside the latex panties,
now chaffing her skin.

She was then ordered to lean forward, and kiss the floor, while holding her
arms back and above her head. Once in this position, she felt the leather
sleeve pulled down over both of her arms simultaneously. She gulped loudly,
as the strings of the sleeve where tightened and tied in place.

As the girls began to rub there hands over her body, they began to question
her again now about her sex life. At first just about sex with her husband Ray,
but then about her sex life before she got married. The final question she was
asked, as the last of the girls finished exploring her body was, "Have you
ever been with another woman?"

"I, I've kissed another women, but no not really." Debra answered with shame.

"Well you dirty old lady, this is "our" girl's night out." a snotty blond told
her, waving her arms at the other girls in the room, as she stood up from the
couch. "So tonight you're going to get us all off!" slipping the jeans off her
broad hips.

As the black girl sat back on the couch, and spread her legs, another girl
grabbed Debra by her hair, and forced her face into the sister's crotch.

"Lick me to an orgasm you Lezzy!" screamed the ecstatic woman, as she ground
her crotch into Debra's face. At first she was disgusted by this, but as she
thought of what a failure to comply would mean to her, she opened her mouth
and stuck out her newly pierced tongue. She found the first several minutes of
licking the girl's cunt sickening, but then she slowly got used to the taste
of the another woman's pussy juices.

The time it took for Debra to lick her to orgasm, was twenty of the longest
minutes of her life. When her face was finally pulled away from the girl's
crotch, her nose and cheeks wore covered with the juices of the evil woman.
She gasped for fresh air, but found her face pushed back into another girl's
crotch. She instantly began the heinous act of bringing another woman to
orgasm, with only her tortured tongue to complete the deed.

She had been so grossed out by the first experience, that she hadn't even
noticed much about the girl's pussy, but as she rolled her tongue over the new
cunt presented to her, she began making observations. Her clit was out of its
sheath, open to her tongue, as its juices rolled over her tongue. The bare
bush, in need of shaving again, cut into her cheeks and tongue, with the small
stubbles of hair. She noticed that the next cunt that she licked was pierced
with a small silver ring. She flipped it with her tongue, to the moans of its
owner, as she pressed back the revulsion that she felt from her actions.

Time stood still as the tormented Debra was pulled from one girl's crotch to
another. She tried her best to please her tormenters, but found the task
almost overwhelming. The smell and the taste of another women's cunt causing
her to heave in revulsion, as she fought to keep her composure under the
intense sensations pummeling her body and mind.

Deep into licking the fourth girl to a climax, she was brought back to reality
by a viscous swat on her ass. One by one, the other girl's began to spank her,
as she struggled to bring the girl that she was currently licking to an orgasm.
This girl's cunt the hairiest of the bunch, causing Debra's revulsion to grow
with each swipe of her tongue.

Finally, as she drove her tongue deep into the vile girl's cunt, she felt the
girl's release. Her fluids covering her tongue, as the girl screamed her
erotic release.

As Debra was now forced to start to work on her fifth cunt of the evening, she
felt hands removing her panties. She felt like a rag doll, as her legs were
lifted and extended, as the panties were pulled down her legs. She felt so
lost and helpless, as her head was held tightly in another woman's crotch,
while the other girls played with the butt plug still vibrating inside of her
ass.

The torture of the anal plug being pulled free of her ass, and then pushed
back in, persisted until she finally forced an orgasm from the girl's cunt
that she was licking. Mercifully, her head was pulled violently up from the
girl's crotch, allowing her to take in a deep gulp of fresh air. As she sucked
the air into her lungs through her open mouth, the anal plug was pulled from
her ass, and then stuffed into her gaping mouth.

She immediately tasted her own body's excrement on the filthy rubber device,
causing her to vomit right then and there. As she heaved the last of her
stomach's contents onto the floor, next to the couch, she began to beg for
forgiveness.

"I'm sorry. Please I'm so sorry. Please don't hurt me." she begged, knowing
immediately the trouble that she was in.

"Too late bitch, you're going to have to pay for that." someone told her
menacingly.

"No, please no." she cried, as her hair was pulled, and she was helped to her
feet.
 
She was led to the other side of the room, and bent over the piano bench, as
she was forced onto her knees once again. The sixth girl sat next to her, and
spread her legs wide apart, as she laid back on the bench. Again Debra's face
was forced into yet another women's crotch. She then felt the presence at her
anus.

She heard the chanting and yells from the other girls, as they yelled their
encouragement.

"Yes, fuck that bitch!" And "Put that strap-on up her ass!" 

She then felt the large rubber dick forced into her already ravished ass. It
was brutal, and the girl behind her hatefully drove the phallus deep into her
butt. The assault was too much, and she finally passed out from the pain.

She awoke to a slap on her face, she looked up to see a group of men standing
over her, then the blonde girl, still sporting the large strap on dildo.

"The guys wanted to make sure your awake for them, MOM!" she told Debra, with
a scowl.

"What? But I... I .... I did what you wanted. Please no more, I'm so sore.
Please, oh please let me.." Debra cried.

"Too bad bitch, I told you it's our girl's night out, so that means you have
to service all of our boyfriends as well." she shouted at Debra, as the men
dove in.

Soon Debra found her mouth stuffed with a cock, and her legs spread wide apart
as one of the other men plowed into her cunt. The assault was unbearable and
relentless, as soon as one man finished, another took his place, as one by one
the men satisfied their lustful desires with her body.
 
Mercifully, she passed out again from exhaustion sometime during the relentless
gang bang. She awoke hours later tied to a pole, in what looked like a barn.

The cum caked on her face cracked on her skin as she opened her eyes, and
tried to adjust her eyes to the bright light shining in her face.

"Well Mrs. Barone, how was the little college party? Did you enjoy yourself?
I'll bet that you did! Hell that's another 6 women and 9 guys that you've
screwed this week. Damn, you're on a roll. Well are you ready to get started
again? Do you want more dick's and more lick's?" her tormentor asked.

Debra looked on groggily, not really sure how to respond, but sure that she
wanted this nightmare to end. The cold water splashing over her body brought
her out of the daze. She flipped her head from one side to the other, taking
in the ever present cameras that she had become all to accustomed to having
film every minute of her degradation and humiliation.

"Well, are you ready for what's next Deb, its up to you where we go from here."
he asked her again, taking her chin into the palm of his hand, as he looked
into her frightened eyes.

"No, nothing else please!" she cried, "I just want to see my kids and my
family. Please, I beg you." she cried looking into his eyes pleadingly. She
thought that she saw sympathy there for a moment, a hint of regret in his eyes,
as she begged for her release.

"Please oh, please. I just want to see my children, their only babies. Please
just let me go home. I won't tell anyone. I'll never tell anyone. Oh please
don't hurt me. My children they need me, and my husband. Oh please? Please let
me go." she bawled, as she pulled on her chained arms.

He looked deep into her eyes, and listened to her pleas before he spoke. "You
love them, don't you? Your family, you really love them, the kids, the dope
that you married? His family? You really love them. Why tell me? Why him? Why
them?" he asked, in the most gentle of voices.

"Ray, yes I love him and the kids so much. I just want to go back to them.
Please let me go back to my family." she begged.

"Yes, but why do you love him. He's a dope, he's nothing to look at. In college
you where so stuck up, what made you choose him? Hell I remember how bitchy
you got when that picture of you at Mardi-Gra ended up in the paper. You acted
like you were too good for anyone to see you. Back then you wouldn't even talk
to us geeks and nerds, and now you're married to one. Why? What did he have
that made him so special?" he asked again.

"I don't know." she finally said, "He made me laugh. I mean when I met him, I
just knew that he was a good man, and he would be a good father. I knew he was
the man for me." she added, hoping that she had made some progress towards
winning her freedom.

"Really, well I don't know what changed, but I guess maybe you have changed
over the years." he said, a hint of regret in his voice, "I thought you
deserved to be taught a lesson. Maybe you had already had gotten one. Maybe
you didn't deserve this, but well, it's too late now. I think you should know
that if you had only been nicer back then, none of this would have happened."
he mumbled, as he thought over the current situation.
 
"What? What did I do to you? Oh God please, I don't know what I did, but I
swear that I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for whatever I did. Please, oh please,
forgive me. I'm so sorry for anything that I've done to you. I mean really,
please believe me. I'm sorry, so, so sorry." she pleaded with him.

"Good! That's really good to hear." he said, with sorrow in his voice. "Look I
guess I'm sorry that I've put you through this, and ....." he began to say,
but was cut off by one of her other tormentors.

"What the fuck!" the man said angrily, "Get the fuck over here, we've got to
talk mother fucker!" pulling the other man away.

Out of her line of sight, she heard the hushed and angry conversation taking
place between the three men. She was unable to make out what was said, but it
wasn't a pretty conversation. Finally, several minutes later, her primary
tormentor returned and paced in front of her.

"Look regardless of how you or I feel, we have traveled down a bad road, and
there's no easy way back I'm afraid. I promise you, that you'll be returned to
your family, but first there are certain expenses that must be recuperated,
and in order to do that, you'll have to do things. Things that you won't like,
but if you do them, you'll never see us again, I promise." he said, looking off
into the darkness.

"Look, I'm going to give you the chance to choose how to pay for this. I have
three options for you. Option one, you stay here a day, to a day and half, and
make some movies for my friends. Look, I'm not going to lie to you, you won't
like the movies, but you'll be back to your family in a couple of days. Option
two, you go with my friends to Vegas, and work the strip for them. Again I
won't lie to you, as you know it won't be pretty there, and it might take a
while for you to pay the debt off. The third option is this, you go back to
New York with them, and work in a private club for three days. Of course there
is a bad side to that one as well, it's a bondage club, and you'll be expected
to work as one of the slaves. It's up to you, so what do you choose?" he asked
firmly.

She saw him look of to the side again, and knew that he had no choice, and had
done what he could to help her.

"What about the movie? You said a day or day and half. What would I have to
do?" she asked timidly.

She heard a snicker from behind her as she waited for the answer. "Bestiality,
have you heard of it?" he said empathetically. She nodded fear in her eyes.
"They have a small horse, some dogs, a snake, and a goat I think. But..."

"No! Okay, the club you said would just be three days, right?" she interrupted
him.

"Yeah, three days and your done." he replied,

"It's private, so nobody that I know will see me?" she asked.

"I don't know if you know anyone who goes to those kind of places?" he
answered.

"No, of course I don't." she replied. 

"Well what are you going to do Debbie?" he asked again. 

"The club OK. I'll do this club thing for the three days, and then you'll
leave me alone, and let me go back to my family?" she said shyly.

"Yeah, that's the deal. Then your free." he said, as she shook her head. "You
won't see me again Deb. You'll go with my friends back to the Big Apple, and
do as they say, and no one will ever bother you again, OK?" he said, turning
to leave.

"OK, let's get you cleaned up bitch, and then we'll head back east." said
someone behind her, as the chain holding her wrists was released.

She was allowed to shower, before she was taken to the airport. She had been
ordered to keep quiet, and not to say a word, or else. It was a six hour
flight back to New York, but it was anything but uneventful.

Just over an hour into the flight, one of the two men traveling with her got
up to use the restroom. He and his partner had been talking to themselves for
most of the flight. They had been seated just two rows from the back of cabin,
and Debra had seen him enter the restroom. After several minutes, the other
man leaned over and instructed her to go to the restroom. Debra reminded him
that it was occupied, and he said, "I know, now get in there."

She looked into his hate filled eyes, and stood up. The thin sun dress that she
had been given to wear fell to just below her hips, barely concealing her lack
of underwear. She hesitantly walked the few steps to the door. As she slowly
reached to open the door, it opened and she was pulled into the tight cabin
forcefully.

"Blow me." he whispered into her ear. Reluctantly she kneeled in the cramped
compartment, and took his already exposed cock into her mouth. He was already
almost fully erect, and ready for the deed. She sucked on his growing cock for
less than two minutes, before he had her stand up, and sit on the narrow
cabinet of the sink. He struggled to position his cock between her legs, and
finally drove his cock forcefully into her dry cunt. She grunted in pain, as
he violently took her in the cramped lavatory of the plane. He came quickly
lasting less than three minutes before filling her pussy with his seed. He
pulled free of her cunt, and wiped his cock clean on her dress.

"Stay here, your not done yet bitch." he whispered into her ear. 

He left and stood in the aisle, while his partner got up and walked over to
the restroom. As his friend went to enjoy their whore, he noticed that their
activity had not gone unnoticed. He saw the two young men beside him laughing
with another man. He smiled at them knowingly.