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Object of Affection

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CHAPTER 12
Joey's hand was on her bare buttocks as the elevator descended,
sliding her abbreviated skirt almost up to her waist. "I've always
wanted to grope a supermodel," he said happily.
"Please, Joey," she muttered, as she tried vainly to tug the skirt
back down over her exposed buttocks. "Not out here - please." She
looked fearfully up at the ceiling of the elevator. "They might...
they might even have security cameras or something."
Albie gave a short bark of laughter. "Man, wouldn't that be
something? They'd sure have some great footage from last night!"
She felt her face growing hot. She closed her eyes and clenched her
fists and just stood there, dumbly enduring Joey's fondling as they
descended.
There was no one else in the basement carpark. Thank God for that,
she thought, hurrying to the car ahead of them and pulling down hard
on her skirt to try to keep some semblance of modesty. "Hey, Suzie,"
Joey called from behind her, "if you keep doing that you're gonna
tear it right off."
Little bastard, she thought bitterly. She quickly unlocked the car
and jumped inside, grunting as her tender buttocks hit the seat.
Then she reached over grudgingly to unlock the passenger doors. Now I
suppose you're going to parade me around in some Sunday evening
convenience store while I buy stuff for your supper, she thought
despairingly. She looked down and tugged hopelessly at her reshaped
neckline. My God - I won't even be able to bend over without falling
out of my clothes!
Joey slid into the front passenger seat and smiled at her. "My turn
to feel up the bitch driver," he said, reaching for her thigh.
Oh God, she thought. She gritted her teeth as they pulled out of the
carpark. Thank God it's getting dark. "Where's the nearest
convenience store?" she asked dully.
Joey laughed softly. His hand was already up under her skirt. "Don't
worry, Suzie - I'll show you how to get there."
* * * * *
She sat there, staring out of the car window in growing
horror. "That's... that's not a grocery store!" she said at last.
"Nah," said Joey. "It's a B & D store. Best one in town."
My God, she thought, staring at him, you're unbelievable. All the
lowest, filthiest, most perverted places - you know them all!
"God," said Albie. "How'dja find out about this place?"
"My uncle runs it. Uncle Jake. He's a great guy." Joey picked up her
handbag and handed it to her. "C'mon, Suzie - time to go in."
"But it's... it's restricted!" she protested. "Eighteen plus."
Suddenly she felt her hopes starting to rise. "You boys can't go in
there!"
"I know we can't go in there, Suzie." Joey looked at her for a
moment. "But you can."
* * * * *
"Excuse me." She went unwillingly over to the middle-aged man
standing near one of the lurid fixtures. "Is your name Jake?"
"So who's asking?" The man turned around suspiciously, and then
suddenly he took in her skimpy clothes. "Well hi, honey," he said,
leering at her. "No, it ain't. But I'd be real happy to help you
myself."
She flushed. "Th...thanks all the same," she muttered, turning
quickly aside, "but I need to find Jake."
"He's over there, lady." The man's tone was regretful. "Behind the
counter."
She hurried over to the counter, trying to ignore the stares from the
other customers in the store and trying yet again to tug her hemline
further down her legs. "Mister Jake?" she asked hesitantly.
"Yep. That's me." The large gray-haired man behind the counter slowly
ran his eyes all over her body. "What can I do for you, pretty lady?"
She flushed even more deeply under his scrutiny and tugged at her
skirt once more. "I've... I've got a message from your nephew, Joey
Wilson. He's outside and he'd like to see you."
"Young Joey?" The man's face lit up. "Sure. Tell him I'll be right
out."
She hurried back outside, feeling all the customers' stares on her as
she left the store. Then she gritted her teeth and practically ran
back across the sidewalk to the car. "My God," she said, trembling,
as she got quickly back into the driver's seat, "how could you make
me go into a place like that? And dressed like this, for God's sake."
"Well," said Joey impatiently, "did you give him the...? Oh hi, Uncle
Jake. How's business?"
She sat watching them uneasily as they stood talking together on the
sidewalk. Once or twice Jake turned around and looked at her. Oh God,
she thought fearfully, what am I in for now?
They both moved slowly back towards the car, still talking. "There's
only one way I can do it, kid," Jake was saying. "I'll get busted for
sure if I try and bring you in through the front door. I'll have to
close the place up for a while and take you all round the back."
* * * * *
Jake was staring at her openly as they walked up the back alley. "Not
bad - not bad at all," he muttered. "She sure ain't wearing a bra - I
can see that. She's damn near bouncing right out of her top." He
looked at Joey. "She wearing any underwear at all, kid?"
Joey shrugged. "See for yourself, Uncle Jake. Suzie, lift up the
front of your skirt and show him."
"Oh my God!" They were almost at the back entrance by now. She
stopped, trembling, and looked imploringly at the older
man. "M...Mister Jake, could we please go inside first? Then I'll...
I'll show you. Oh God - please!"
Joey looked immediately across at Albie. "That count as a no, buddy?"
Albie's smile was hard. "Yep. Sure does."
"So wadda we make her do?"
Albie shrugged. "You're the one she said no to, kid. It's your call."
Joey's smile broadened. He held out his hand. "Gimme your skirt,
Suzie."
"My God - Joey!" She looked back incredulously over her shoulder at
the mouth of the alley. "For God's sake, this is DOWNTOWN!..."
He just looked at her. "Well, waddaya know," he said. "Another no."
He shook his head resignedly, and took her handbag out of her
unresisting hand. "So now you can gimme the top as well." Then he
paused. "And if you still keep saying no we'll take them anyway.
There's three of us. And then we'll walk you back out to the main
street without them."
"Oh GOD!" She looked beseechingly at the older man once more. But
there was no sign of pity in Jake's face. He was staring at her,
breathing faster and licking his lips in anticipation.
"Oh God," she said again. She reached up with trembling fingers and
began slowly and reluctantly undoing the two buttons that remained on
her blouse. "People are going to see me," she said in despair,
looking back over her shoulder again. "Oh my God!"
"Hey, Suzie." Albie's voice came from behind her. "Joey and me are
doing you a favor again. We're standing together and blocking the
view from the street. You grateful for that?"
God, she thought bitterly, the things I have to be grateful
for! "Yes, Mr. May," she muttered, "I'm very grateful. Thank you
for... for blocking the view from the street." You little bastard!
She slid the top off her shoulders and handed it numbly to Joey,
holding one trembling arm across her bare breasts as she did so.
"You don't sound real grateful," said Joey as he took the
blouse. "How about we just step apart again?"
"No! Oh God - please!" She cowered behind them, both arms across her
breasts, and peered fearfully over their shoulders. "Please... please
stay just like that. Oh thank you, thank you, thank you for standing
there..."
"Well you better get that skirt off damn fast, Suzie," said Albie
impatiently. "Or we'll just step right out of the way."
"Oh God!" She fumbled hastily with the fasteners, then slid the skirt
quickly down her legs and stepped out of it. "Please, Mr Jake," she
said imploringly as she handed it to Joey, "can't we go inside now?"
She crouched down in despair behind both boys, with one arm still
across her breasts and her other hand pressed hard over her exposed
pubis. "Oh God, you can see I'm not wearing any underwear, can't you?
Oh God - please, Mr Jake. Please can we go inside now?"
"Well, yeah." Suddenly Jake sounded almost sorry for her. "Sure looks
like you're not wearing any." He glanced quickly around at the
surrounding buildings. "I guess we better take you inside before
someone..."
"Nah," said Joey. "You can't see her when she's like that, Uncle
Jake. Suzie, stand up straight and put your hands on your head. Then
do a real slow turn so Uncle Jake can see for sure."
"Oh God, Joey - PLEASE!..."
"Count of three, Suzie. Then you're on your own. One...... two......"
"OK, kids." Jake's voice was firm. "Let's get her inside. I don't
want someone calling the cops. In this business I can't afford it."
She just put her head down and ran, hands still clamped across her
breasts and pubis. As Jake locked the door behind them she slumped to
the floor, trembling all over. "Oh God," she sobbed, "I can't keep
DOING this! I'm going to get arrested, I'm going to get put in
jail..."
"God," said Jake, "she sure does what you kids tell her. I've never
seen anything like it!"
"Yeah." Albie's tone was brutal. "She's my do-anything bitch. Aren't
you, Suzie?"
"Oh God. Yes, Mr. May. But please, please, please don't keep making
me..."
"Show Jake what a good bitch you are. C'mon - get up on all fours and
waggle your ass for him. Like you did for me last night."
"Oh my God." She choked back her sobs and struggled up onto her hands
and knees. "I'm a good doggie," she said hopelessly, wagging her hips
slowly back and forth. "Oh God - I'm a good doggie."
"Bark for him, Suzie. And then sit up and beg. And let's see you
panting and looking real happy."
Her face flamed. She got up onto her knees and held up her hands in
front of her like two paws. "Woof, woof," she said dully. Oh God, you
little bastard!
"Wow!" said Jake. He was looking down at her groin. "A shaved pussy!
God, that looks nice." He walked slowly round her as she knelt there,
running his eyes all over her naked body. Then he stiffened. "My
God," he said suddenly, "look at her ass! How the hell did she get
all those stripes and bruises?"
"We paddled her," said Albie shortly. "Teach her to do what she's
told."
Jake looked at Albie incredulously. "God," he said again. "And you
kids think I got things to teach YOU?"
"Sure you have." Albie waved his arm around the store. "You got all
this neat stuff. And we haven't got a clue what to do with any of it."
"Yeah. Right." Jake just stood there looking at him, slowly shaking
his head in disbelief. "Listen, kid," he said at last, "how the hell
did you...?" Then he stopped. "Aw, forget it - that's your business,
I guess." He suddenly turned aside and headed off down one of the
aisles. "I got something for you. Your first accessory. And this
one's gonna be on the house."
"I told you to look happy, Suzie." Albie was looking down at her
again. "And stick out your tongue and pant."
"Here you go, kid." Jake was back, carrying a wide studded dog collar
with a long thin chain. "Just the thing for a cute do-anything bitch
like her. You want a demo?"
"Sure," said Albie. "It's good to learn new stuff."
"OK." Jake leaned down and buckled the collar around her neck,
lifting her hair up out of the way as he did so. "It's top quality -
nice and wide, with a velvet lining, so it won't mark her up. Now,"
he went on, "you can lead her around, just like with a regular collar
and lead..." He tugged at the chain. "C'mon, girlie, let's go walkies
like a good doggie..." And he led her around on all fours for a while
in front of them.
"God," said Joey, "look at her tits, willya? Look at the way they
wobble around when she's crawling."
She just hung her head, with her hair hanging down all around her
face, and struggled around dumbly behind Jake on her hands and knees.
Oh God, she thought despairingly, what am I now? For God's sake, what
am I now...?"
"And..." Jake continued, "you see this nice long leather loop on the
end of the chain? Well, the reason it's so long is it gives you extra
control. You can use it..." He paused. "...To bring her to HEEL!" And
as he spoke he leaned back and flicked the end of the leather loop
hard against her left buttock.
"Owwwww!" she yelped, galloping suddenly ahead on all fours. "Oh God!"
"Yaaay!" said Joey enthusiastically. "Way to go, Uncle Jake. Do it
again!"
"Then there's stuff called lunging. Well, anyway, that's what they
call it when you do it with horses. You kinda shorten up the chain
and get a good grip on it with your left hand..." Jake leaned
forward, hefting the leather loop in his other hand. "...And then you
get her crawling..." <whack!> "...round and round you in a circle..."
<whack! whack! whack!> "...real fast!" <Whack! whack! whack! whack!
whack!...>
"Owwwwwwwwww!" she wailed, crawling frantically around him as fast as
she could on the end of the chain. "Owwwww! Owwwww! Owwwww! Owwwww!
Owwwww!..."
"God," said Albie, raising his voice over her wailing, "I never
thought you could do so much with one dog lead!"
"Oh there's more, kid!" Jake was having to raise his voice as well.
He finally stopped hitting her and she collapsed sobbing in a heap on
the floor in front of him. "For little doggie bitches that won't get
up and walk when they're told, you got this extra long chain..." He
leaned down and gripped her around the waist, hoisting her bodily up
off the floor. "Gimme a hand with her," he gasped, "and I'll show
you."
Both boys ran over and grabbed her. "Oh God, please," she wept. "No
more hitting - please! Oh God, my bottom!..."
"Hell," said Jake, pausing with the chain still in his hand, "she
ain't got much stamina, has she?"
"Well," Joey panted as he struggled to hold her up, "like we told
you, we have been kinda paddling her a little bit ourselves."
A little bit! she thought bitterly. My God - you nearly killed
me! "All right," she said hopelessly, "I'll stay up off the floor.
But please don't hit me any more. Please!..."
Jake leaned forward, still breathing heavily. "Now, like I was
saying, you got this extra long chain. And you run it..." He turned
her collar around until the chain was hanging down under her
neck. "...Along underneath her and out between her legs. And then you
pull it up between her ass cheeks - like this!"
"Oh...!" she gasped as he tightened the chain.
"...And then you bring it forward again over her head - you see why
it's so long? - and then every time you pull on it, the chain digs
into her pussy and kinda encourages her to move along. See?"
"Oh!" she gasped again. "Ohhh!... Owwwww!..." She moved forward as
fast as she could. "Owwwww! Please!..."
Jake stopped pulling, and then stood looking down at her for a
moment. "God," he said, licking his lips, "she sure is the sweetest-
looking little bitch!" He looked across at the boys. "I turned sixty
last month, but she's making me as hard as hell. I don't suppose you
kids'd let me..." His voice trailed off uncertainly.
"Fuck her?" said Albie. "Sure. Go ahead - be our guest."
"Honest? That'd be OK?" Jake hesitated again. "Uh, it might take me a
while. You boys wanna fuck her first?"
Joey gave a rather tired smile. "Uncle Jake," he said, "we've been
fucking her non-stop since yesterday afternoon. Fucks, blow jobs,
hand jobs, hosing her face with cum, reaming her up the ass - you
name it, we've done it. She's fucked our little dicks dry."
Jake looked back down at her. "God," he said incredulously, "you're a
hot one, aren't you?" Then he leered. "Like `em young, huh?"
She felt her face beginning to burn. No! she wanted to scream - it's
all been blackmail! Blackmail and rape! And humiliations and beatings
and... Oh my God! She hung her head and tried not to sob.
He rattled her chain. "OK, little doggie," he said, "let's go have
that fuck. Dog fashion, naturally." And then he laughed.
"Suzie." Albie's voice caught her attention and she turned
unwillingly back to look at him. "You're not gonna talk much, are
you, Suzie? While he's fucking you. You're not gonna talk much at
all. Are you?"
She just crouched there, looking up at him and trembling, with Jake's
hand still tight on her dog chain. Oh God, she thought despairingly -
just like last night. And you'll leave me here naked if I open my
mouth, won't you? Oh God! She turned hopelessly aside and let Jake
lead her away.
The little room was dirty. She could feel the grit against her knees
and palms as she crawled across the floor. Jake slackened off the
chain and turned round to look at her. "OK, girlie," he said, "up on
the bed. Stick your face down and your tail up, like a good little
bitch. It's fuck the doggie time!"
Even the mattress smelled bad. She shuddered as she pressed her face
down against the dirty cover. Then she just stayed there dumbly,
bottom raised, listening to him getting undressed behind her. "Get
those knees apart, girlie," he said. "I want a good view of that
sweet little doggie pussy." Then she jumped as his fingers found her
vagina and started fondling her. "You wet for me, baby?" he said
softly. "You wet for me?"
His fingers were skillful. "Ohhhh!..." she gasped. "Uhhhh!..." She
started moving in spite of herself. "Ohhhhhhhh!..."
"Yeah," he said with satisfaction, "you want it all right. Like I
thought - you are one hot little bitch." The bed groaned under his
weight as he climbed up onto it and slid his erection into her
vagina. "Oh God!" he gasped. "Ohhhhh Godddddd!..." Then he gripped
her around the hips and settled down to a slow steady thrusting from
behind her.
My God, she thought hopelessly, look at me! Whoring in the back room
of a sleazy bondage store. She clenched her fists and beat them
against the dirty mattress in utter despair. For God's sake, how much
lower can I...?
Jake's voice broke through her despair. "Getting you... getting you
going, aren't I, girlie?" he gasped. "I can see you...
uhhhhhhhhhh! ...clenching those cute little fists of yours." He
reached around under her and shakily squeezed her dangling breasts as
he kept slowly thrusting. "One thing about us old guys...
uhhhhhhhhhh!... uhhhhhhhhhh!... we... we last longer... Oh shit! -
what a sweeeeeet pussy...!"
He was breathing hoarsely now, thudding himself heavily against her
again and again as he labored to come. She groaned as his groin
pounded at her sore buttocks and jammed her eyes shut, trying to hold
back her tears. Her hands found the sides of the mattress and gripped
hard. "Oh God," she whispered brokenly. "Oh God!"
"Oh yeah!" he panted. "Oh yeah!... I can FEEL it!... Uhhhhhhhhhh!...
uhhhhhhhhhh!... uhhhhhhhhh!... uhhhhhhhhhh!... Oh God! It's... it's
coming!... Uhhhhhhhhhh!... uhhhhhhhhhh!..." He started frantically
mashing her breasts with his hands. "Oh Godddd!...
Uuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!..."
She collapsed under his weight with a grunt of distress as he sagged
down onto her. "Oh God," he sighed, his hands still under her body
gripping her breasts, "you sweet... sweet... SWEET little bitch..."
He pushed himself slowly up against her buttocks a few more
times. "Oh God," he sighed again, "how did those lucky little
bastards... ever get hold of you?" Then he gave another long sigh and
slowly levered himself up off her. "OK, girlie," he said
wearily, "that's it. Fun's over. Back to business. Oh God - what a
sweet fuck...!"
She lay there while he dressed, trembling with shame and despair and
self-disgust. She could feel his semen slowly trickling out of her
vagina. Oh God, she thought hopelessly, staring at the wall, I'm
going to do it - I swear I am. As soon as we're back at the apartment
I'm going to slit my throat. Oh God!
"C'mon, girlie." A tug at her chain brought her back to reality. "Get
up. We got shopping to do."
She stumbled numbly behind him as he led her out of the room. "Hey,
kids," he called out, "where are you? I'm finished with this sweet
little bitch of yours. You want a tour of the store now?"
Both boys were standing at one of the fixtures, picking up the items
and turning them over in their hands. Albie turned and grinned at
him. "How'd you go? Fuck her OK?"
"God, yes!" Jake turned back to her and reeled in her chain, making
her stumble against him. He put one arm around her and hugged
her. "God - she is the sweetest little bitch!"
"Yeah," said Albie, "she's got a sweet cunt, all right." He stood
looking at her for a moment. "Suzie, give Jake a nice big kiss. And
thank him for fucking you. You wouldn't want him to think he raped
you or anything, would you?"
She felt her face go scarlet. She blinked sullenly at Albie, then
strained up unwillingly on tiptoe and cradled Jake's face between her
two trembling hands. "Th..thank you for fucking me," she said dully,
and kissed him.
"Hey, Jake." Albie was still talking. "You got internet here?"
"What?..." gasped Jake, coming up for air. "Oh God - you sweet
bitch..."
"Internet," Albie repeated. "You know - World Wide Web."
"Oh - yeah." Jake waved vaguely in the direction of the counter with
one hand as he fondled her bare buttocks with the other. "That PC on
the desk there - I leave it hooked up twenty four seven. For
downloading bondage pics. Sometimes it gives the customers new ideas,
and then they buy more stuff." He gripped her buttocks with both
hands and pressed her groin in against his. "Oh God," he sighed, "if
only I could get hard again..."
As she stood there wincing under Jake's fondling she saw Albie
heading for the computer. Oh God, she thought despairingly, I know
what you're going to do, you little bastard... And then Jake grabbed
her by the face and started kissing her again.
"Yeah," said Albie delightedly from behind the counter. "Got it!" And
as Jake kept kissing her she heard it, faintly but unmistakably from
across the room: Don't stop, Joeeeeeyyyyy! Fuck me - fuck me! - fuck
meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!...
Jake wrenched his mouth away from hers and looked across at
Albie. "What the hell's that?" he asked.
"Aw, nothing much," said Albie casually. "Just a little porno movie I
found on the Web. Not real interesting." He got up and started slowly
back towards them, looking deliberately into her face as he came
closer. "I think my do-anything bitch is just about ready for a tour
of your store. Waddaya say, Suzie?"
Oh God, she thought hopelessly, he really can do it! He really can
find and send that damn video clip from anywhere. Oh my
God! "Y...yes, Mr. May," she faltered aloud, her lip
trembling, "I'd... I'd really like a tour of the store." Oh God help
me!
Jake grudgingly released her, after another quick fondle. "Yeah," he
said reluctantly, "I did say it was time for business, didn't I?" He
gave her bare bottom one last pat, making her wince, and then picked
up her chain. "OK - we start over here. Hey, Joey, why don't you
bring one of those shopping trolleys? Then you can start collecting
any stuff that you like."
He led them down an aisle labeled RESTRAINTS. "All kinds of gear
here," he said. "Wrist cuffs, ankle cuffs, collars, belts, chains,
arm sheaths, spreader bars, hoods, gags... You name it, we stock it."
Albie stared around him, momentarily silenced. "So... so waddaya
recommend?" he said at last.
"Well," Jake said slowly, "depends what you wanna do with her." He
picked up two leather cuffs hanging from a short leather strap. "I
think this'd be a good start. It'll keep her hands out of the way
while we try some other stuff on her."
"Yeah," said Joey eagerly, "let's do it! How do you use it, Uncle
Jake?"
"It's real easy. You get her hands round behind her back - c'mon,
kids, you can hold one arm each - and then you put the cuffs on.
Yeah - that's it! And now we turn her collar around, with the chain
at the back, and pull her wrists up..."
"Owwwww!" she gasped. "Not so far up! Oh God - please!..."
"...And clip the strap onto the same D-ring as the chain..." Jake
stepped back, breathing heavily. "And there you go!"
"Oh God - please! Too far up... Hurting me...!"
Jake smiled, and then reached forward to fondle her out-thrust
breasts. "You'll get used to it, girlie. You're gonna be real limber
and fit by the time we've finished with you." He took hold of the
chain again. "And now," he went on, "I'll show you something else you
can do with a nice long chain like this. You run it down her back...
through between her legs... and then pull it up tight between her
pussy lips. Just like... this!"
"Ahhhhh...!" She strained up on tiptoe. "Owwwww! Oh God!..."
"...And then you sling the chain over your shoulder - like this - and
then you tow her along to the next section in the store. See?"
"Ohhhh!..." she gasped, straining at her cuffs and hurrying
frantically behind him on tiptoe. "Oh!... Owww!... Owww!... Oh God -
please!..."
Suddenly he stopped, slackening off the chain. "Ohhhhh," she sighed
gratefully, settling back trembling down onto her heels again. "Oh
God!"
"Yeah," he said thoughtfully, looking back at her, "there's something
else she needs before we go on. Something she needs real bad." He
reached over to the display and picked up a large red ball gag. "Open
your mouth, girlie."
"No," she muttered through gritted teeth, shaking her head from side
to side. "No!"
Jake smiled again. "OK, then," he said, "we'll do it the hard way."
And he wrenched her chain upwards as hard as he could.
"AAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed, leaping back up on
tiptoe with her mouth gaping open from the pain. "Mmmmppppphhhhhh!"
she gasped as Jake jammed the ball gag straight into her open
mouth. "Ummmmmmfffffffffffff!" He quickly dropped the chain and
grabbed her behind the head, forcing the ball further into her mouth
with his other hand.
"C'mon, kids," he panted as he struggled with her, "don't just stand
there! One of you grab the gag straps and do `em up behind her head!"
Between the three of them she was soon subdued. "That was real
stupid, girlie," Jake panted, stepping back to look at her. "You
coulda had a tooth knocked out or something."
"Mmmmmmmmmmmm!" she moaned, shaking her head despairingly from side
to side. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"
"Look at her drooling," said Joey. "It's running all down her chin!"
"Yeah," said Jake. "One of the nice things about a ball gag. Makes
them look like they've got a mouthful of cum or something." He tugged
at her chain again. "C'mon, girlie. Next section." Then he smiled at
Joey. "Things oughta be a little bit quieter from now on."
She hurried desperately behind him on tiptoe, grunting from the tug
of the chain up between her labia. Then she caught a glimpse of the
sign over the next section and almost screamed with horror into her
gag. PUNISHMENT the sign said.
The next hour was almost nothing but pain. First, both boys held her,
with her wrists still cuffed behind her back, while Jake teased her
nipples to erection and then clamped a crushingly spring-loaded clip
onto each one. Then they released her, and laughed while she ran
wildly around with her chain trailing behind her, screaming into her
gag and frantically banging and rubbing her breasts against anything
she could find, trying desperately to dislodge the excruciating
clamps from her tortured nipples.
After they had tired of that they fastened a spreader bar to her
ankles, spreading her legs wide apart. Then Jake and Albie held her
up on her feet while Joey manipulated her almost to the point of
orgasm, and then ran a little metal wheel with needle-sharp points
all over her erect nipples and her labia and her swollen clitoris -
oh God, her clitoris! - and then continued manipulating her and
running the sharp little points over her clitoris again and again
until she came. And the pleasure-pain, pain-pleasure almost drove her
completely insane.
Then when she had recovered, Jake clamped little clips with viciously
serrated teeth onto her labia. And they made her squat awkwardly,
still with the spreader bar on her ankles, and hung heavy weights
from the clips, and beat her bare buttocks with a strap until she
finally managed to straighten her knees and slowly and excruciatingly
hoist the weights up off the floor. And then they set the weights
swinging back and forth on her grotesquely stretched labia, and held
her upright while she shrieked and wailed and howled into her gag. It
was only when Albie became concerned that she might be stretched
permanently out of shape that they finally stopped.
Then Jake held her over a table by her chain, while both boys tried
out a variety of whips and paddles and crops and quirts on her
reddened bottom. "Careful," said Albie at one point. "Don't hit her
where it's gonna show after she gets dressed." And then he started
hitting her buttocks even harder, while she jerked and shrieked and
strained at her cuffs and kicked her legs out frantically behind her.
Finally it was over. She huddled naked and shivering and whimpering
in an old armchair, squeezing her thighs gingerly together around her
tortured groin and slowly massaging her aching nipples and her
cramped shoulders. She could still taste the rubber taste of the ball
gag, and her jaw ached from being stretched open for so long. Oh God,
she thought in dull despair as she tried to find a less painful
position for her punished buttocks, so this is what it's like in
hell. Oh God...!
"That's a lotta stuff you got there, kid." Jake was looking at Joey's
loaded trolley. "You got any idea how much it's all gonna cost?"
"But we let you fuck her, Uncle Jake," Joey protested. "Don't we get
some payback for that?"
Jake just looked at him. "Listen, kid, I can fuck a cute young
college girl for only a coupla hundred. There's no way she's worth
more than that. And you got about seven or eight hundred bucks worth
of stuff there."
She slowly closed her eyes. Oh God, she thought dully, here I am in
hell, and I don't even make the grade as a whore. And she shivered
again.
Jake was still talking. "OK - seeing you're family I'm gonna be real,
real generous. I'll give you two fifty credit for the fuck. But that
still leaves..." He quickly scanned each item through the cash
register. "...Four eighty six bucks owing. And you're not taking that
stuff outa here till I get it - family or no family!"
"But Uncle Jake..." Joey protested again.
"It's OK, kid." It was Albie's voice. "Our do-anything bitch is gonna
pay for it. Aren't you, Suzie?"
"What...?" She opened her eyes and stared blankly up at him. Then she
slowly rubbed her sore nipples once more. "Oh God..."
"Lemme see." Albie dug into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out a
fistful of crumpled bills. "You've still got..." He counted
them. "...Fifty six bucks in cash. That's not enough. So I guess
you're gonna have to use your credit card to get us outa here. Aren't
you?" He picked up her purse and handed it to her.
Out of here. The words finally penetrated. If I pay I can get out of
here. Out of this hell! She started fumbling in her purse, looking
for her credit card. But she couldn't find it. She searched again,
her hands trembling, but she still couldn't find it. Finally she
dumped the entire contents of the purse into her naked lap and
scrabbled through them. "My credit card," she said desperately. "It's
gone!"
Joey giggled. "You haven't lost stuff again, have you, Suzie? God,
you sure are careless with your things."
She just looked at him. Oh God - you bastard, she thought hopelessly.
You horrible, horrible, horrible little bastard! She glanced quickly
across at Jake and trembled. Oh God, what now? For God's sake - what
now?
Jake looked at his nephew and gave a wry smile. "So you wanna play
that kind of game, do you, kid? OK - I'll play along." Then he turned
at looked down at her. "Looks like you're gonna have to work off the
debt, girlie."
Oh God - I knew it! she thought despairingly. More rape - more
torture! Oh God, it'll take him so long to get his money's worth
he'll keep me here in this hell all night!
"There's only one problem." Suddenly Jake looked quite
wistful. "There's no way I'm gonna be able to get it up again
tonight. Not after that fuck she gave me." He turned away and moved
over to his computer. "But I got another idea. Joey, do me a favor,
willya? Go look down the back of the store and see if you can find an
old cardboard stand with a poster on it - about six foot high. I need
it." And he settled down in front of his computer and started typing.
Joey came back with the poster before he had finished. "That's great,
kid." He got up from the computer and turned the cardboard stand
around so that the blank back was facing out into the store. "Hey,
girlie," he said - "c'mere. C'mere and stand in front of this for a
while."
Oh God, she thought fearfully as she limped painfully over towards
him, what's it going to be now? Some fresh piece of hell, that's for
sure!
He posed her in front of the blank cardboard, with her head thrown
back and one knee forward and her left hand held out in front of
her. "Great," he said. "Perfect! Hold that pose." And he picked up a
black marker and quickly sketched her outline on the surface behind
her. Then he moved her aside and touched up the silhouette until he
was satisfied. "Not bad," he said at last. "Not bad at all. Her tits
and ass look great, even if do I say so myself. Waddaya think, kids?"
"Looks good," said Albie. "But what's it for?"
"I'm not finished yet, kid." Jake went back to his computer. "You'll
see when I'm done." And he started typing again. "Let's see," he
muttered. "About 30 point text oughta do it. Yeah - now we print."
He stuck the sheet of paper up in the top left corner of the poster
and stepped back. "How's that?" he asked.
She stood there in growing horror, reading the large lettering. "Oh
God," she whispered.

TRY AFTER YOU BUY!
Our naked model, Susan, will
test drive your purchases if you
want. Please ask at the counter.
She will:
model your lingerie purchases;
let you try out your clamps and
whips and paddles on her, and tell
you which ones are the most
effective.
ONLY PURCHASES THAT HAVE
BEEN PAID FOR CAN BE
TESTED (BUT EXCHANGES
CAN BE MADE FOR OTHER
GOODS OF SIMILAR VALUE).

"Hey," said Joey, "what a fantastic great idea! Uncle Jake, you're a
genius." He looked at the older man. "Can we stay and watch?"
"Just a sec." Jake was back at the computer. "I just had another
idea." He sat working for a while longer and then took a second sheet
out of the printer. Then he carefully positioned it halfway down the
right side of the poster, just above the silhouette of her buttocks.

BONUS KITS - $80
(With every purchase of $400 or
more)
A pack of mixed condoms, and
Susan to try them out on (in, that
is!). Decide which type of condom
you like best, and then we'll give
you three packs of that type for
free.

"Yeah," he said with satisfaction, stepping back to admire the
poster, "that'll do. That'll do just great." He turned to her and
beckoned. "C'mere, girlie. Let's see how it looks with you posing
naked in front of it."
"No." She started shaking her head, slowly at first and then faster
and faster. "No! Oh God - no!" She felt her knees giving way and she
sank to the floor in front of him. "Oh God," she sobbed in
despair, "I'm not a slut. I'm not a whore! Oh my God, a week ago I
had - oh God! - I had a NORMAL LIFE!" Suddenly she threw herself
forward and clutched him round the ankles. "Oh God, Mr Jake, you
must've had a mother, you must have sisters. Oh God, don't do this to
me! Don't do this to me - pleeeeeeeeeease!"
There was an uneasy silence, broken only by the sound of her hopeless
sobbing against Jake's feet. Then she slowly became aware of Albie
clicking and tapping at the computer keyboard behind the counter. He
started singing some homemade tune under his breath. "Six years..."
he crooned softly. "Maybe seven... With a big fat dyke... And a piss
bucket in the corner..." He paused. "There!" he said with
satisfaction. "One email - ready to go."
"No!" she screamed. "Oh God - noooooooooo!" She leapt frantically to
her feet and rushed over to the poster. "Oh God, Mr. May, I'm doing
it," she gabbled, looking desperately at him over her shoulder as she
held herself in position. "I'm posing in front of the poster, I'm
doing what I'm told, I'm not saying no! Oh God, Mr. May -
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"
Jake stood looking incredulously back and forth between the two of
them. "God!" he said at last. "Kid, you gotta tell me - you just
gotta tell me! What the fuck are you holding over this bitch, for
God's sake?"
"Enough," said Albie grimly, staring steadily at her. "Enough so
she's always gonna do what I tell her. Aren't you, Suzie?"
She just stood there, holding the pose with tears streaming down her
cheeks. "Yes, Mr. May," she whispered in utter despair. "Oh God -
yes!"
"You gonna open up now, Uncle Jake?" It was Joey's eager voice. "I
wanna see them all doing it to her."
Oh God, you little bastard, she thought hopelessly. If it hadn't been
for you I wouldn't even be here at all! Oh God, I...
"I dunno." Jake's reluctant voice broke through her thoughts. "Those
guys weren't real happy when I shut up shop early. I don't think a
lot of them are gonna come back if I open up again now." He let out a
regretful sigh. "Looks like we might have to do this some other
night." Then he looked sharply at Albie. "But don't go thinking you
can welch on this deal, kid!"
She felt a sudden surge of hope. I'll have time to pay the debt! she
thought with a desperate rush of relief. I won't have to come here at
all! "M...Mister Jake," she said, her voice trembling, "I can find my
credit card by tomorrow. Or get another one! I'll pay you right after
school tomorrow - I swear I will!"
"Do what you like, Suzie." Albie sounded suddenly indifferent. "But
you're gonna come back here one way or the other. This idea's too
good to miss out on. Specially if Jake pays me a percentage."
"Hey - no, problem, kid." Jake suddenly started smiling. "How does
ten percent sound?"
"Oh nooooo!" She sank to the floor again in utter despair. "Oh God -
nooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
"On the gross?"
"Hey, that doesn't leave me a lot of profit margin. How about seven
and a half?"
She lay there huddled in a trembling naked ball on the floor,
listening to them negotiating over her head. Oh God, she thought,
shivering in hopeless despair, I'm being sold into slavery. For God's
sake, this is the twenty first century! Oh God, oh God, oh
GODDDDDDD!!...
"Come along, Suzie." She jumped as Albie's sneaker poked at her bare
buttock. "Time to go. Jake doesn't need you back here till next
Wednesday."
She stood there dumbly putting her clothes back on as Joey handed
them to her. Then she walked listlessly over to the armchair and
picked up the contents of her purse. "Oh God," she said again as she
stumbled towards the door.
"Hey, Uncle Jake." Joey turned back and looked over his
shoulder. "What if the cops come in here and see that sign?"
"Don't worry, kid - I can smell a cop a mile away. I'll have that
poster turned around before they're even in the door." Jake turned it
swiftly around to display a lurid picture of a woman in latex and
chains. "See?"
She sat in the car, still trembling, and looked hopelessly across at
Albie. "Mr. May, you... you're not really going to make me come back
here and do that. Are you, Mr. May? For God's sake!"
"What's the problem, Suzie?" Joey's voice came from the back
seat. "It's all gonna be safe sex. Didn't you hear what Uncle Jake
said? They're all gonna use condoms!"
"Yeah," said Albie. "And another thing, Suzie. I'm starting to get
real pissed off with all your whining. Specially in front of other
people. From now on when I tell you to do something you just fucking
do it. You got that?"
She just closed her eyes. "Yes, Mr. May," she said hopelessly. "Oh
God!"
"And now," he went on, "we're all gonna go to a pizza place on the
way home. I'm starving. And you're gonna come in with us in those
clothes. And you're not gonna fucking whine about it. Got it?"
There's no pity, she thought despairingly. There's no pity - and
there's no hope. Oh God!
She was crying again as she reached forward and started the car.
* * * * *
"God," said Joey as Albie locked the apartment door behind
them, "that pizza tasted great. Just great. That was real nice of
you, Suzie. Real generous."
"They called me a slut," she said dully. "I heard them - they were
standing behind us. They said, `Look at that slut. Look how she's
dressed in front of those two young boys.' " Her lip trembled. "Oh
God, why did you make me go in there dressed like this? Oh God - why?"
"Awww," said Joey, stroking her face in mock sympathy, "did the nasty
peoples say nasty things about your clothes? Daddy can fix that for
you - Daddy can take off the bad clothes and throw them away." He
unbuttoned her top and slid it down her arms. Then he unfastened her
skirt and pulled it down to her knees and left it there. "And
Daddy'll take off his bad clothes and get naked too. `Cause Daddy's
just about ready..." He paused, and sneered at her. "... For another
FUCK!"
"God, kid," said Albie, as he stood watching Joey's erection come
bobbing free, "you got more stamina than me. I'm not even halfway
hard again yet."
"Yeah," said Joey as he peeled off his shirt. "Well I've been getting
hard ever since she started crawling round in front of me, with her
bald cunt sticking out under her ass. And that's just the way I wanna
fuck her now - crawling!" He turned to her. "C'mon, Suzie," he said
impatiently - "finish getting naked. I'm not gonna do every fucking
thing for you, for God's sake."
"Oh God." She pulled her arms out of her top and stepped out of her
skirt. Then she came over and got down on her hands and knees in
front of him, still trembling. "Oh God," she said again, and hung her
head.
Joey knelt down behind her. "Get your knees apart," he said
roughly. "How am I supposed to stick my dick up your cunt when you're
like that?" He grabbed her by the hips and slowly pushed his erect
penis up into her vagina. "Oh God," he gasped, "for an old bitch you
sure have got a nice cunt!" He gave a couple of experimental thrusts
and then stopped. "OK, doggie bitch," he said, "now we're gonna have
a crawling fuck. Every time I do THIS!... uuuuuuuhhhh! ...you're
gonna crawl one step forward. And you're gonna say `woof, woof!' Got
it, doggie bitch?"
"Yes, Joey." Oh God!
"OK," he panted, "then here we go... Uuuuuuuhhh!..."
She crawled forward, wincing from the impact against her sore
buttocks. "Woof, woof," she said obediently. Oh God!
"Uuuuuuuhhhh!..."
"Woof, woof."
"Uuuuuuuhhhh!..."
"Woof, woof."
"Uuuuuuuhhhh!..."
"Woof, woof." Oh God!
She had crawled all the way across the living room and in through the
door of the master bedroom before his breathing finally started to
speed up. "Oh God!" he gasped. "Oh yeah!... Oh God!... I'm fucking
coming!... Uuuuuuuhhhh!.... Uuuuuuuhhhh!.... Uuuuuuuhhhh!....
Uuuuuuuhhhh!.... Oh fuck!... Oh Goddddddd!... Oh
fuuuuuuuuuucccccccccckkkkkkkkkk!!..."
They were lying together in a heap on the floor, with Joey still
panting hoarsely, when Albie came in. Now he was naked as well. He
closed the door behind him. "There we are, Suzie," he said. "Just the
three of us." Then he held up the heavy bag from Jake's shop. "And
all this great stuff. Isn't that cosy?"
"Oh God," gasped Joey. "Just... just gimme a minute, buddy." He
squeezed one of her breasts and then ran his hand shakily down over
her hip. "Oh God - how many fucks does that make since yesterday?
I've lost count..."
Albie emptied the bag out noisily onto the bed. "Yeah," he
said. "Well now I wanna get hard again too. And maybe some of this
stuff'll do the trick." He looked down at the two of them on the
floor. "C'mon, kid," he said impatiently, "get your dick out of her
cunt for a change. I want her up here on the bed."
"Ohhhhhh fuck..." Joey rolled wearily away from her and lay on his
back on the floor. "Oh God," he said tiredly, "I've never fitted so
many fucks into just one weekend. This is fucking great!..."
Great for who? she thought bitterly. Not for me, that's for sure! She
struggled up shakily onto her hands and knees. His semen was starting
to trickle down her thighs.
Albie stood watching her as she dragged herself to her feet. "Suzie,"
he said suddenly, "you looked good walking around out there without
any underwear. You looked real, real good."
She stood there blinking sullenly at him. Oh yes, she thought
bitterly, it was wonderful fun. I'm so glad you enjoyed it!
"In fact," Albie continued, "you looked so good that that's the way I
want you from now on. No underwear. No underwear when you're home, no
underwear when you're out shopping, no underwear at school." He
reached out and fondled one of her breasts. "So I can feel you up at
school whenever I want. Or maybe even fuck you in the storeroom if I
feel like it."
She just looked at him. Then she felt the tears starting. "Mr. May...
Mr. May, I can't! Oh for God's sake, I can't do that. Everyone...
everyone'll notice, for God's sake!" She sank down in despair onto
the edge of the bed and put her head in her hands. "Oh my God - I
just CAN'T!..."
"Awww, shucks." Joey was sitting up on the floor now, looking at
her. "Real modest, are we? Don't want our boobs bouncing up and down
the hallways, do we?" He looked across at Albie. "How about we let
her buy back her bra, buddy?"
Albie looked puzzled. "Waddaya mean, kid? Pay us for it or something?
That's not what I want. I wanna feel her up any time I like."
"Nah," said Joey, "I don't mean money." He struggled up off the
floor, and waved his hand at the bondage equipment scattered all over
the bed. "We got all this great stuff, right? So we make her pay a
price for wearing a bra." He bent down and picked up a nipple clamp,
and then reached over and grabbed one of her breasts. "And the price
is..." He attached the clamp to her nipple and began to slowly screw
it tight.
"Ohhhh!..." she gasped.
"...For each tit that she's got inside a bra cup she's gotta wear one
of these - all day." And he kept slowly tightening the little screw.
"Oh God!" Her hands flapped frantically near her breast, wanting
desperately to remove the clamp but fearing what they might do to
her. "Oh God - take it off, take it off, take it offff!..."
Then he smiled at her and held up two different clamps, wicked-
looking little devices with small serrated teeth. "And if you wanna
wear panties, Suzie, then you gotta wear two of THESE on your cunt
lips..."
"What the hell's going on here?" The deep male voice from the doorway
suddenly made them all turn around in alarm.
"Dad!" gasped Albie in horror. "Oh my God!"
   
 

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