Ashley Pays a Price

"Johnny, Johnny, Johnny. You made a promise, pal. You made a promise, and now it's time to deliver."

The man talking to John was big, very big indeed. Although he was nicely dressed in a two piece silk suit, it was obvious that he would be far more comfortable dressed in leather and scuffling in an ally someplace in the inner city. The two other men with him, looked far less reputable. Ashley couldn't imagine ever meeting people like these and yet here they were standing inside her home. Her husband had let them in as soon as he saw who they were. He knew who these animals were and that made her very frightened.

"Look John, last week you gave me a sob story about how you couldn't pay me the vigorish. You said you'd take care of me this week. Well, here we are again, Johnny, and more bullshit from you. I don't like it, pal.

"Did I force you to borrow the $250 thousand? No. Did I ask you if 5% vig per week was okay? Of course I did. Did you agree to everything. Hell yes!

"John, what the fuck is going on? You owe me a payment of $25 thousand this week, but you give me nothing, nothing mother fucker, and I want to tell you I'm really mad, more than you can believe."

John and Ashley were just ready to go out for a happy night on the town. It was their fourteenth anniversary and they wanted to have a good time. They decided to dress tonight and they looked like an upscale Ken and Barbie.

John was wearing the understated elegance of Saville Road, and Ashley wore the magic of Stella McCartney. Even though she was in her early thirties, she could get away with wearing such young looking clothes because she looked much younger than her actual age. She almost weighed the same as she did at eighteen, and she had the same shape except that her breasts were a little fuller, and her butt a little rounder. The years were good to John as well. The couple looked like something from the cover of a fashion magazine.

"John, things are different now because you lied to me. Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you or anything. Not today, no, not today asshole. But it's time for you to understand that you fucked up."

Ashley was afraid. She had never seen men like these before and didn't know what to do. She wanted to run from their flame, but she also wanted to stay and see what would happen next. She really had no choice, though. She was here and she knew she could not get away from these horrible people.

A really ugly man stepped forward and hit John very, very hard, and he collapsed to the floor holding his stomach, moaning softly to himself. He couldn't breath at first, and he would feel a lot worse later on.

"Look Johnny, I know you plan on making your marker. No big deal, really, but you've made me look bad, and I got to go back to the office and explain your shit to the big guy. You understand, don't you? I got to show the boss that I'm in charge and that you're really going to happen next time."

Ashley knew that John had borrowed $250 thousand to remodel the restaurant. Well, he was a little extended at the bank, but that was not a problem. The cash flow from the restaurant would certainly cover the debt in very little time. John said that expenses were high just now on account of the remodeling, and sales were low because they had to close the place while the work was being done. It had something to do with construction delays and permits. She didn't know all the details.

"Here's what we're gonna do, pal. I know you'll get things up to date in the next three or four days, maybe sooner, right? Of course. So we're just gonna take some collateral to make sure everything happens like you said.

"Since your wife is all ready to go, we'll just take her along with us. And, don't bother getting up, John, we can find our own way out." The big man started to laugh as one of his colleagues grabbed the young wife and pulling her roughly away from her now prostrate husband.

John raised his head from the floor and looked at the men in stunned disbelief. They were taking his wife? He saw it happening and yet, he couldn't do anything to stop them.

"Here's something to think about when you're getting my money together." As he spoke, his left hand reached down and grabbed the hem of Ashley's dress. Both her arms were being held behind her back, so her struggles were useless as her dress was slowly pulled up over her stocking tops and then over her garter belt. Ashley was wearing really sexy panties that she knew would make John hot later in the evening. She couldn't believe that these three ugly men were looking at them now and that she could do nothing to hide herself from their lustful eyes.

"You're wife's got some damn nice legs. John. Damn nice, and her pussy isn't that bad either."

He started moving his hand up and down the white expanse between the top of her stocking and the start of her tiny panties. She tried to move away from his wandering hand, but only succeeded in pressing her ass into the pelvis of the man who held her. He held her so tightly that her struggles resulted in nothing more than her ass moving slowly from side to side. She could feel the hardness start to form behind her and knew that the man holding her was getting a hard on. She stopped moving and hoped that his arousal would stop as well. It didn't, and his dick only got bigger as he pressed it into the crack between her ass cheeks. Even though it was still in his pants, Ashley realized that it was the biggest dick she had ever felt, and it seemed to be getting bigger as she struggled to get away.

"John, we're not telling you to wait until you pay up. Hell, no. You could run to a safe and give us the money right now and all would be forgiven. Since you don't look like you plan on doing that, here's what might be happening to the little lady while you screw around and don't pay us."

He pushed her panties aside and covered her pussy with his hand and started rubbing it with a persistent up and down motion. She couldn't believe that at the most frightening moment of her life, she was getting aroused.

She could feel the heat build up in her pussy that was now being lubricated by her love juices. She felt his finger press on her slit and then force it's way deep inside her. His finger seemed to be as big as the average mans dick. She felt like she was being fucked and couldn't do anything to stop the torment. She also found that she couldn't do anything to stop herself from being turned on by this intrusion on her dignity. Her pussy lips embraced the finger that was violating her and the wetness caused by her juices betrayed her, making it easy for the intruder to slide in and out of her cunt.

The man kept up the vigorous in and out motion until she started making some sounds that only John had heard before. She could feel the man behind her rubbing his dick up and down inside the crack of her ass in time with the finger that was torturing her pussy. And, when the third man stepped next to her and started massaging her breasts, she had an orgasm unlike anything she had ever felt before. In the front of her mind there was nothing but pleasure. Somewhere in the back, she watched everything that happened with a sense of disbelief. How could she get turned on by what these horrible people were doing to her? How could she have an orgasm against her will?

The giant kicked John in the stomach again, and then watched him writhe in pain as he tried regain his breath. At the same time, one of the other men grabbed Ashley by the arm and started moving her toward the door. She struggled for a second until she realized that her strength was nothing compared to the monster who now held her. He didn't even notice that she was struggling and so she gave up trying to get away. Instead, she opened her mouth to scream, but before she could make a sound, a beefy hand covered her mouth and most of her face.

"Look bitch, make one fucking sound and I'm gonna hurt you real bad. Do you understand?"

Ashley realized that this man had total control over her every movement. If she didn't do what he said, she was sure that he would hurt her. She knew she could end up laying on the floor like her husband, or maybe something even worse would happen to her. She stopped struggling and stopped trying to make a sound.

The tormentor in charge looked at her in the grasp of his henchman and said, "We're gonna go outside and get in the car that's waiting for us. You're not going to make a sound or else Ralph will apply some real force. Do you understand, bitch?" She was still afraid to make a sound so she just nodded her head, "Yes". With that, the four of them left John where he remained laying on the ground.

Two of the men sat in the front seat while Ashley sat in the middle of the back seat between the leader and the man that grabbed her when they took her from her home. They pushed the skirt of her dress up revealing every thing from the waist down. Her panties were quickly pushed aside and the leader continued on with the hand job that had embarrassed her so much just a few minutes ago. Once again she was unable to stop from being turned on by his rough treatment and started to make sounds of passion and lust.

The second man unzipped her dress and pulled it roughly off her shoulders and down her arms. Her black strapless bra was clearly visible making it easy for him to pull both of her tits free from the tiny undergarment. He squeezed them and pulled on the nipples in a way that almost made her scream, not from pleasure, but from the pain that he seemed to be trying to inflict on her. She didn't understand how she could be having another orgasm and still be in such pain, and yet she was cumming once again. She screamed out this time as waves of lust rolled over her body like the relentless Pacific Ocean surf in the winter time.

The black car pulled into the underground parking lot and stopped next to the basement elevator. There she found out that the man in charge of her kidnapping was called Renford by the rest of the gang. The three other men all seemed to give him respect and a lot of distance.

When Renford stepped out of the car, he reached back and roughly pulled Ashley out after him. She found herself being moved toward the elevator with her dress up around her waist and her tits revealed for all to see. She wanted to stop and hide herself so these horrible people could not look at her nudity, but Renford moved her along so fast she could just barely maintain her balance. She could hear the comments from Renford's three goons as they talked vulgarly about her exposed condition.

"Look bitch, I didn't want you here, It's your husband's fault and now we are stuck with you for as long as it takes for him to come up with the money. We expect you to behave and do exactly what you're told. If you don't, you're going to be punished severely. Do you understand what I'm saying here?"

Ashley had never seen a more frightening look on any person's face before that minute. Yes, she understood what he said, and she knew that he meant ever word of it. She knew she could do nothing except what he told her and she didn't want to think about the consequences of not obeying every single word.

The elevator stopped and opened directly into the Penthouse Suite where Ashley was shoved into a room that opened off the main entry hallway. When she looked around, she found herself in a well appointed bedroom. The room was beautiful with the main feature being a king size four poster bed with a canopy that draped down in a way that seemed to add some excitement and mystery to the whole room. The bed had some hidden secrets that she would only find out about later.

Renford looked at her with a sardonic smile on his face and said, "Ashley, you don't seem to understand that you are going to do just what we tell you or you'll pay a stiff price."

She was afraid and quickly turned in an attempt to leave. Ralph grabbed her and threw her to the floor before she was able to move even one step away. She landed on her side and then rolled over from the strength of the throw. As she did, her dress rode up and revealed her legs and the vee of her panties to the three men who were looking at her with anticipation.

Before she could pull her dress down, one of the men grabbed her and forced her up on her hands and knees. Her dress was pulled up by one of the others until her ass was completely revealed. She felt her panties being slowly pulled down as if her ass was being unveiled at some sort of pervert art show.

"Hell of an ass ya got there, babe." "Sure can't wait to stick my nine incher up that crack, bitch." "I bet she could fuck and suck all of us and still be begging for more."

She wanted to ask them to stop talking about her like that, but before she could, she felt a hand slapping her on here exposed butt,

SLAP!

"This is just a taste of what you will get if you don't do just what I tell you." Renford said this in a very matter of fact way, and yet, Ashley knew he meant every word of it.

SLAP!

She felt the pain of his bare hand battering her unprotected ass. The two slaps left large red marks on her butt cheeks and her ass felt like it was burning from the pain.

SLAP!

"Do you understand what I'm saying, Ashley?"

SLAP!

"Yes!", she screamed out hoping that he would not hit her again.

SLAP!

"When you talk to anyone around here, you say master. Do you understand me?" The giant appeared ready to strike her again. Before he could do it, Ashley blurted out some words she hoped would stop him.

"Yes master, I understand you. Please, don't hit me again, master."

SLAP!

"Look bitch, you don't tell me what to do! Open your fucking mouth again and I will shove my fist down your throat. Do you understand?"

"Yes master", she answered him in a feeble and terrified voice that revealed all her fear and terror.

Ashley never had anyone talk to her like this before. She was afraid. She was more than afraid, she was terrified and excited at the same time. She was on all fours, with her dress pulled up over her ass and her panties pulled down to her knees. The three ugly men were able to look at her red ass and her clearly excited pussy, and there was nothing she could do about it. Worst of all, she knew that this was just the start. Her only hope was that her husband would raise the ransom money soon, and if he didn't, she knew that she would under go some horrible treatment at the hands of these terrible people.

She heard a zipper being pulled down and then Renford told her to get up on her knees. The big man stepped in front of her and displayed his fully erect dick. She realized that he enjoyed making her ass red in some twisted sexual way and that she would have to satisfy his lust or face even more punishment. She decided she had to make an effort to get this degradation over with as quickly as possible. The other three men watched her expectantly as she addressed the cock that was only inches from her face.

Ashley grabbed on to the base of Renford's cock with one hand and she started to rub his balls with the other. She stroked his cock and felt it get even bigger as he forced it into her tiny mouth. She started sucking on his penis as hard as she could while moving her head back and forth. With each thrust, his dick was able to get a little farther into her mouth and she soon felt it touching the back of her throat, but fear kept her from gagging even when it seemed as if the fat prick was pushing down her throat. She kept sucking his cock harder and harder, hoping he would quickly cum and stop her torment.

She moved her other hand back toward Renford's asshole and rubbed around the rim at first and then tried to push a finger inside. Her hope was that this would get him off quickly and so stop the degrading act she was playing out for the men who watched her. She could hear their rude comments as she moved her fingers back toward his balls again. As she did, she squeezed and jacked his prostrate in time with the movement of his dick into her mouth. She could not understand why, but she was giving this evil man the best blow job she ever gave to anyone one and she seemed to be getting aroused as she continued with her efforts to perform this humiliating act.

In less than two minutes, she felt him shoot a big load of sperm into her mouth. She knew that she had to swallow every drop of his spunk before she could expect him to take his dick out of her mouth. He continued his in and out motion causing the last vestiges of his seed to dribble into her mouth. Her furious sucking cleaned out the last milky white drop and she let all of it go down her throat.

Renford pulled his dick out of Ashley's mouth and stopped when it was just in front of her face. He looked at her with an evil grin and said, "Clean it off, bitch, and don't leave a speck of anything on it."

The woman quickly started to lick his dick to clean off any remaining traces of his orgasm. She pushed back the skin of his uncircumcised dick and used her tongue to clean the area under that protective skin. She deep throated him a couple of times and finally felt that she cleaned off every bit of the mess from his orgasm.

Ashley thought she was done, but soon realized her work had just begun. As soon his Renford stepped away, Ralphie moved forward with his dick already out of his pants, standing up in a beckoning way, and ready to be buried in her mouth. He wasted no time jamming his cock into her face and pumping away in a rapid fury. Ralph grabbed her hair and pushed her face against his body. His dick was buried in her throat and she started to gag. Her moaning sounds seem to excite Ralph and as she struggled to get away, he came mightily in her mouth with an explosion of male juices. Ashley swallowed everything he had, and then started cleaning off his cock as she had done for Renford. While she was working on Ralphie, she heard him say, "Billy, you're next and is this shit good. Feels like a fucking vacuum cleaner. Man, you're gonna love this bitch."

Billy almost pushed Ralphie out of the way as he quickly stuck his fully erect penis into Ashley's mouth. Her jaw was sore from sucking on the first two cocks, but she knew better than to slow down now. She gave Billy the same workout she gave the other two and it seemed that his watching helping things along as he came in her mouth less than 30 seconds after she started sucking him off. His load was just as big as either one of the others and he made her clean him off and suck him dry using nothing but her mouth and tongue.

"Did you like that bitch?" said Renford as he laughed at her still kneeling on the ground.

"Yes, master." She really didn't want this to continue, but was afraid of what might happen if she said anything he didn't want to hear.

"You want us to do it again don't you, Ashley?"

"Yes, master." She hoped he wasn't serious and was quite relived when he told her to get up. He pointed to the bathroom and told her to get ready for a party. She knew that she had to hurry and returned in a few minutes looking almost as nice as when they first saw her. She didn't feel that way, though.

Ashley and her three captors walked from the bedroom, down the hall and there entered a large room where a party was well underway. At first it seemed that they were just five more people coming to join the happy crowd. But when the people noticed Renford and Ashley, there was a heightened sense of awareness as if this was the moment everyone had been expecting. Conversation dropped to a minimum as all eyes turned to the newcomers.

"Renford, this must be Ashley. Nice of you to decide to drop by babe and act as collateral for your husband's loan." The man who was talking was obviously in charge, and when he spoke no one else made a sound. When he joked about Ashley's predicament, everyone laughed along with him as if everything he said was the funniest they had ever heard.

"Yes, Don Reynaldo, this is Ashley." Renford no longer seemed to be the man in charge. Even though he was much larger than Reynaldo, he gave the Don all of his respect.

Don Reynaldo turned to the young woman who was standing next to him. She was very beautiful and couldn't have been more than 18 or 19. It was easy to tell that she had a wonderful body under the clothes that she was wearing because they were tight, skimpy and hid almost nothing from view. And, she had plenty to view. "Taylor, what do you think of Ashley?"

The girl leered at Ashley and seemed to be enjoying Ashley's discomfort.

"She looks real hot Rennie, and I just love that dress she is wearing. Looks like a designer original."

Don Reynaldo faced Ashley once again, and said in a matter of fact way, "Taylor likes your dress, Ashley, so why don't you give it to her?"

Ashley couldn't believe what she just heard and she wasn't taking her dress off in front of all these people. Just before she started to object, Renford grabbed her and threw her to the ground.

"Look bitch, when Don Reynaldo tells you to do something, you do it. He doesn't want to hear any excuses, or have you waste his time. Do you understand?" She said that she did and tried to get up, but he easily pushed her back down and told her to stay there until the Don decided what to do with her.

"Ashley, you have to realize that I'm in charge here and you're nothing. I think you need a small taste of what will happen if you don't start understanding how things work. Get up on your hands and knees."

Before Ashley could make a move, Renford picked her up with one hand and adjusted her in a way that she ended up on her hands and knees. As soon as she was in place, Renford turned to a stand near the wall and removed a long cane from the container. It was about a half inch in diameter and slightly shorter than three feet in length.

She knelt on all fours as she heard the whoosh, whoosh, whoosh sounds Renford made as he swung the cane in the air. She imagined how much it would hurt her ass even though she had some protection from the dress and panties she was wearing. She waited fearfully until she heard Don Reynaldo speak.

"Taylor, why don't you pull our little friend's skirt up so she can get the full impact of the lesson Renford is going to give her?"

As soon as she heard Renaldo speak, Taylor gleefully ran over to where Ashley waited her punishment like a tiny animal before the slaughter. She pulled Ashley's dress up around her waist, revealing her black garter belt, black seamed nylons and tiny black panties. The large crowd of people pushed forward to get a better look at the secrets being uncovered right before their eyes.

"Get those panties down, too. We're going let the rubber hit the road, baby?" There was a murmur of expectation from the crowd as Taylor slowly inched the tiny black panties over the round globes that comprised Ashley butt. She tantalized and teased the crowd with the unveiling of Ashley's ass, then the tiny brown bud the was hidden in the crack of her butt was revealed, and finally she let everyone see the poor girl's pussy as the panties slide easily down Ashley's legs where they stopped when they hit the floor.

Ashley's panties held her legs together and made it very difficult for her to maintain her balance. She knew that everyone in the room was looking at her, and she could hear laughing and movement as people tried to get a better view of her humiliation.

Ashley could hear the whoosh, whoosh, whoosh of the cane as Renford sliced it threw the air. He was warming up and she realized that he planned on hitting her very hard, very hard indeed. For a moment she stopped thinking about what the people in the audience could see, and started to worry about the pain that she knew was going to come next.

Renford stood to Ashley's left as the room went silent with anticipation. The giant glanced down at the terrified woman who looked even smaller than she was as she knelt on her hands and knees, and he said, "You have to learn how to behave while you're here. Do you understand, Ashley?"

"Yes."

Whoosh. Smack!

The girl screamed as the force of the cane made a highly visible red stripe across her well proportioned ass. "Ashley, you have to show some respect when I talk to you."

"Yes, sir."

Whoosh. Smack!

She screamed again as another stripe was laid on just above the last one. "Not good enough, Ashley."

The woman was frantic. She had to say the right thing before he hit her again. She was trying to think and cry at the same time. The tears were running down her cheeks and she could do nothing about it. The two blows had numbed her ass at first, but now the heat and pain from the two hits raced up from her ass and attacked every nerve in her body. She felt the agony and pain with almost the same force as she had when the actual blows were struck. It was as if a bolt of electricity jolted every part of her in one blinding flash.

"Yes, MASTER!" She finally remembered the right words to use and hoped that he would now stop and let her hide herself from the eyes of these strangers.

"That's more like it. Just make sure that you call everyone Master or Mistress. If you don't, well, there is plenty more of this."

Whoosh. Smack!

She screamed out at the hardest hit of all. She could not hold back her crying. Crying that was caused by the pain of her punishment, and also by the realization that she was trapped by these people and could do nothing about it.

Renford pulled her roughly to her feet and made her stand in front of Don Reynaldo once again. She was afraid to look at this powerful man and hoped that he was finished punishing her.

"Okay Ashley, back to where we were. Taylor likes your dress and I want you to give it to her, now."

Ashley knew that she would be quickly thrown back on the floor if she didn't do as she was told. She didn't have a choice and slowly moved her hands toward the back of her dress. There was a sound of excitement heard from the crowd as the zipper slowly move down the woman's slender back. Ashley pulled the dress from her sleeves and then struggled to pull the tight skirt up from her hips. The dress proved difficult at first, but them slipped over her ass revealing Ashley standing there with her panties still around he knees.

She pulled the dress over her head, and after a moment she handed the silk garment to Taylor. The young girl threw the dress off to the side and Ashley waited to see what would happen next. It didn't take long for her to find out.

"Gee, Ashley, looks like you panties are already half way off, so why don't you give them to Taylor as well." Reynaldo was smiling at her with a look of interest and expectation.

Everyone watched with amusement as she stepped out of her panties and handed them to the young girl. Taylor had a big smile on her face as she looked at Ashley's pussy that was now on display for all to see.

"We don't have anymore time to waste with this shit, so give Taylor everything you got on and make it fast, understand, Ashley?"

"Yes, master."

Ashley understood even more as she saw Renford give her a fierce look and take a step closer still holding the cane that brought her such exquisite pain only moments before.

She quickly unsnapped her bra and handed the black lacy to Taylor. She undid her suspenders and freed the black nylons from the garter belt she was now removing. She took off her shoes next, and handed these to Taylor as well. She put on an unexpected show as she almost fell over trying to take one of her stockings off. The pink slit at the vee between her legs was clearly visible as she struggled to maintain her balance on one leg as she removed the stocking from the other. She finally handed over every item of clothing she was wearing to Taylor and felt herself turning red as every eye in the room soaked in her complete nakedness.

"I said everything and that means your jewelry, too. Get you ass moving, now."

Ashley took off her ear rings and pearl necklace and handed them to Taylor and then followed these with her watch and several bracelets. She tried to stop then because she had not taken her wedding ring off since the day she was married. She could tell by the look in Don Reynaldo's eyes that she was not finished, so she slowly removed her rings and gave them to the girl.