Collected by Djian
update sep. 30 2007
Another story from "notmystory" Kelly's Conversion
Poker Wife Parts 23
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
6any further. If it is illegal in your location, DO NOT read it.
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Poker Wife
By Not My Story
As she began to pull herself up Lisa heard Mr. Jenkins begin to giggle. "Don't get up on my behalf you can service me from down there." She looked up defiantly "I don't think so you old pervert!" she said. "I think you should reconsider if you want your clothes and car keys back bitch."
Lisa looked around not seeing her clothes or purse anywhere in the room. "You son of a bitch! You wore our friend I go shopping with your wife, why would you throw that all away?" Snickering at her he replied "I am not throwing anything away. As I see it we'll just be adding to our friendship. Now, take my dick out and blow me."
Lisa once again resigned, crawled over to him and pulled his member from his trousers and began to blow him. "Good job neighbor." He said as his erection grew under her attentions. Taking both hands he grabbed her head by the hair and began to force her mouth deeper down on his cock gagging her on it roughly.
Now fully erect he pushed her back down on the ground and kicked her legs far apart. He dropped his trousers and then he too dropped to his knees. As he slid his dick deep into her cunt he leaned over her body and began kissing her passionately. As he invaded her mouth with his tongue Lisa put forth no resistance feeling him pounding his cock into her while his hands moved across here sensitive breast.
He made love to her as he would his own wife. Lisa laid thankful for the change in attitude from her assailant. As she felt him gently bite her lower lip she felt his seed empty into her.
As he lifted up he pulled his pants back up and refastened his trousers. Next extending his hand he helped Lisa up from the floor he then guided her over to a small closet under the steps. "Get in," he ordered. "What? No I did as you said let me go." I will but I am showing the house in two minutes so hide in there and be quiet until I'm done."
Doing as she was told she stepped into the small dark closet and waited. While standing in the closet she began quietly removing the clothes pins from her body. She could hear the foot steps moving up and down the stairs and the creeks in the floor as the people walked through the house.
She heard the footsteps stop out side the door and she listened. "I'll see you later Baby." "I think you'll love the house Mrs. Williams I'll get the paper work over to you this afternoon."
After a few moments she heard the rattle as the knob on the door was turned. Grateful she would finally be free to go home she stood smiling as the door was opened. There in front of her was Mr. Jenkins and a short wiry black man presumably Mr. Williams.
"Well thanks for your business I am sure you and the Misses will be most happy with the house. Now here's the bitch I told you about before your wife got here. Remember to have her back by Two." Mr. Jenkins said as he grabbed her by her hair and stuffed a rag in her mouth before applying a layer of duct tape to hold it in.
Not even given a chance to protest Lisa stood there gagged as Mr. Jenkins grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her back. Holding her wrist together in on hand he began to wrap the duct tape around her wrist with the other.
Now gagged and bound Lisa was led out to the garage still nude she was forced to climb in the trunk of the old Ford as the trunk was closed on her. She then heard the car start and begin to move. It traveled for over twenty minutes her guess was most of it had been on the highway the old car to noisy for her to hear anything from outside. The car finally stopped she heard a door open and then silence.
She laid in the back of the old Ford for what seemed like hours but was actually only about ten minutes. As she heard the key hit the trunk and turn she looked up wondering what would come next.
The light hit her eyes just as she saw the large black man throw the blanket over her nude body. She felt him lift her up and toss her over his shoulder as he began to carry her up several steps and open a door. As he carried her into a building of some sort she heard the familiar Ding of an elevator and then the sound of the closing doors. The sensation of the elevator climbing the building was exaggerated lying on the mans shoulder as she was. Lisa felt sick and was afraid she would vomit into the rag stuffed in her mouth.
As the ding indicated she was carried from the elevator and into another doorway the thug carrying her accidentally banging her head into the side of the doorway. She was thrown down onto a mattress but still wrapped in the blanket. Her fear now at its worst she began to try to get up from the bed. Seeing the women struggle someone pushed her back down forcefully.
Lisa began to hear the voices and laughter of many men just before she felt the blanket being pulled from her body. Looking up she saw she was surrounded by a dozen or more large and naked black men. She tried to protest and fight them off as they began to grope and grab at her still cum stained body. Her struggles proved fruitless as the men outnumbered her restrained as she was.
Finally as she looked at her attackers helplessly bound at the hands of her black assailants she knew her fate was sealed. As the skinny Blackman she had seen back at the house climbed on the mattress and between her legs she gritted her teeth not willing to accept what she was about to happen to her yet again.
As Jerome prepared to mount the white bitch he told the men gathered around him. "Now this is how you throw a party I hope you other mother fuckers are paying attention to how this shit is done!" with that he drove his cock into her spread legs as she closed her eyes. She felt him enter her and the hands still running over her body.
He was smaller than most of the men she had been forced to fuck, but it didn't make her feel any better. He hadn't taken long maybe three minutes before he shot his stream into her, but he was quickly replaced by another then another.
The experience lasted for hours she was fucked in her ass and cunt, sometimes in tandem when they could manage it. It was a disorganized little party not planned at all she knew it was not meant to have happened. Mr. Kelly would not have allowed this. Would he?
When the men had finished with her they sat around still pinching and groping her exposed body as they drank and smoked their weed. She heard them talk about how much money they could make with a little whore like her on the street and the possibilities of just how to use her. Lisa trembled as they discussed what they would make her do if they "owned her".
Finally the Time had come and she was once again covered and returned to the trunk of the car before being returned to the house. Once she was carried inside she felt her hands freed while she was still wrapped in the blanket. By the time she had worked her way out from under the blanket she found herself laying nude on the kitchen floor in Danielle's play house.
She found her clothes on the kitchen counter along with her purse and keys. She removed the rag from her mouth and began to dress she thankfully drank water from the kitchen faucet thankful to be free again. As she left the house to go out to her car she noticed the sold sign now on the for sale sign in the yard.
She returned home and showered and cleaned herself douching herself twice hoping to clean herself from the events of the last twenty-four hours. As she lay in her bed trying to forget what she had been put through not wanting to think of what horrible disease she might have been exposed to from her black assailants she drifted off into a light sleep.
She was startled as she heard the ringing she quickly woke and began looking for the source of the noise. She found it in her purse it was the cell phone Mr. Kelly had given her. She answered it, Mr. Kelly then instructed her to go to the local sex shop and pick up a list of items he gave her, and he told her to use the credit card he had given her. He then told her to go to a tattoo parlor at 3 p.m. tomorrow an tell them she was there for Danielle's appointment she was next told to go to the apartment he had already given her a key to and wait for him there.
After repeating his instructions back to him she hung up the phone. Lisa was terrified at what laid ahead for her the items he wanted her to pick up. The clothing he ask her to buy. She had to wonder what he would do to her, what he had planned and just how bad it could get.
Chapter 13
Lisa had picked up the items at the sex shop the list included four 18" dildo's a rabbit vibrator, two latex cat suits, a 10" butt plug and she had to blow the clerk before she could leave. She next went to the tattoo parlor as ordered she told the large burly artist she was there for Danielle's appointment. She was drug to the back room and gang raped by over a half dozen biker types for the next hour and a half. When she had serviced the men to there satisfaction she was strapped to the parlors chair and gagged, there her cunt was triple pierced with the rings soldered closed. Her breast where then pierced twice each the studs running through her nipples forming small crosses. Her tongue was given two more studs, and a second ring was placed in the top of her navel to match the one in the bottom of her belly button.
The artist then placed an inking over the crack of her ass never bothering to tell her what it was he had tattooed there. Just when Lisa was sure she couldn't possibly be more disfigured in her experience at the parlor she felt the pinch over her eye. He silently slipped the needle through her brow and followed it immediately by the golden loop.
Lisa hurt in every way possible, she felt more changed physically than she had when her body had been surgically altered. At least then the changes looked more natural they weren't the medal hoops and studs now protruding from every inch of her body. She felt so mutilated and transformed feeling the devilish steel now ordaining her body. She again found herself at the mercy of a strange man as she allowed him to humiliate and mutilate her.
She felt sure she would be released to move onto the apartment and let Mr. Kelly use her even more having now spent three hours in the shop. Finally she heard the massive man tell one his friend "they had to let the bitch get going." As he put it. Relaxing just a little Lisa waited to be freed of her bounds when she heard the razor turn on next to her skull.
They pain caused by the razor was minor compared to the piercing's she had been given, but having the inch long stripe of hair shaved off the side of her head was as humiliating as anything else they had done to her that day.
Finally she was released from her restraints and forced to dress in the latex cat suit before she was sent on her way. She had caught the sight of herself in her mirror as she drove to the next horror awaiting her. She looked like some sort of punk rock groupie slut. With the shaved stripe running down the side of her head, and at some point someone had sprayed a bright pink paint to her hair. She hadn't even noticed it during the torturous three plus hour ordeal.
She arrived at the apartment complex and noticed the police cars and news vans around the front of the building. She slowly drove to the back of the building and tried to enter from the rear. Lisa road the freight elevator to the 5th floor apartment she had been ordered to meet Mr. Kelly at.
Immediately upon exiting the elevator a uniformed police officer recognized her.
"Lisa? Lisa Brennan?" he asked her in a kind voice.
"Yes" she said timidly fearful of what would happen next.
Her nightmare was over, at least the part she had lived to this point. Her sister had escaped from a small farm on the Mexican border where she had been left tied to a pole as a group of dogs had mounted her repeatedly.
The rope that had been used to bind her arms to the pole had been made of hemp and after hours of being left in the pen with her the dogs had chewed through the rope. Terri had finished freeing herself and ran for freedom having been told she would be fucked to death by wild animals. She had used the cover of the desert night to make her escape. She spent the next three days alluding her pursuers before she was finally picked up by a US border patrol.
She had told the patrol her ordeal and what her assailants had done to her sister. The border patrol had brought in the FBI who quickly apprehended Danielle and the boys still wandering the desert searching for Terri. The they turned their investigation to Mr. Kelly by the time Lisa had made it to the apartment the FBI had Mr. Kelly and Andy in custody and had began the long and grueling task of gathering evidence against the gang of blackmailers.
The ordeal went on for over two years, Lisa had left Brian and her life behind but the nightmare she had lived would haunt her for the rest of her years.
Her name now changed and mind now permanently scarred she relived the ordeal in her head every waking moment. Just two years after her attackers had all been sentenced Lisa committed herself unable to move on with her life after her ungodly ordeal
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