Message-ID: <20147eli$9902220624@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "Ashley Jacobs" Subject: Ashleys Bad Blind Date!!!!!! (more chapters added) Rape, abuse, s&m Bondage! Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19990221171106.6058.qmail@hotmail.com> Ashley's Bad Blind Date!!!!!!! This story is ® copywriten 1999 Disclaimer, this is intended for mature adults only. While this story unlike my past two are is total fiction it has remnants of actual things done to me and were just as forced on me but in different times and places not all at once in this story that I hope will be my next big hit. I got a lot of great feedback from 'Ashley's Torments' and 'Ashley at the Movies'. These are both in the process of getting continued as we speak (or type). Anyway on with the show. (oh please give me your thoughts at ashleyjacobs20@hotmail.com PART #1 It was a late Tuesday afternoon, I had been sitting at home reading this free adult singles mag I found in the supermarket rack. I only took it out of curiosity. I am happily married, have been for the last 5 years. I am 23 now. I guess just a little bit bored. I mean, I have these fantasies. They have never been more then fantasies but well they have been taking more and more time in my thoughts. Then I stumbled on this add in the back section of the mag. It read simply, " Come meet your darkest desires! Find the difference in you that you seek." "We can meet or just be phone friends at first whatever you like." Call 555-1454 and ask for Patrick. I couldn't believe that I was actually thinking. I was actually considering ..... calling this add. Before I knew it I had the phone in my hand and I was dialing. A guy answered and I didn't say anything. He continued saying " hello, hello." I just didn't say a word, then out of know where I said, "hello.... !!!" He sounded like he got very excited. Quickly he said, "Are you calling from my add?" I said, "uh ... well ...yes." We got to know each other and spoke a bunch or other times, on a different days. He was all ways very nice and all but I was married! I had no intention on meeting him. I was just sort of passing time and I had a curiosity about it all. So I thought what the heck. Days passed and I hadn't talked to Patrick at all. It was a Monday night. I was bored and thought what the hell and I'll called him. He was different this time. Very stern, very demanding in his speech. He said to me that tonight we should meet. I laughed and said "Uh um no I don't think so hon. It was nice talking to you .... But ...," He cut me off. "555-2212, at 5235 Locust Lane." He had just rattled off, my phone number and my address! I almost died! He said, "Ashley, you will do as I tell you, or your husband will hear that you and I have been together for 3 years behind his back." I said, " uh .. ah ah that's not my number." He said, "Then you have nothing to worry about . Do you? Good bye." With that he hung up on me. I freaked!!! I called him right back, " Um ... ok ok what do you want." He said, "Simply to meet you, my dear Ashley." Reluctantly I said, "fine ... Just please don't tell my husband." He didn't respond but ordered, "You are to wear a short skirt, your shortest, and a pretty blouse. High heels and nude colored hose... bra is your option but I am sure you will." And then laughingly he demanded, "Come to the Town-Ace Bar, on Surplus Ave. TONIGHT! at 8 got it." "Yes...." I squeaked. "Good! See you there" "click"....... I looked at the time... I ran upstairs shaking. But I managed to find an outfit, I had, that best fit his choices. I dressed as quickly as I could and left the house without leaving a note. I got to the bar breathless and ran in. It was a dive of a place. Not my type of place at all. I looked around and then saw someone that was smiling at me. I thought it can't him! He was sitting with 2 other guys. Then he motioned to me to come over. I was in shock. Still thinking it wasn't him, I walked up expecting to be asked "Would you like a drink" or something. But he said "Hello Ashley!" I said very meekly "...yes!" He said "Good choices" looking over my clothes. "We're soo happy you decided to come. This is Peter and Mike. There going to be joining us over there at that booth. Walk over there now and sit down between them." I didn't know what to do. Right now I wanted the chance to talk to Patrick, alone. To try to talk him out of telling my husband anything so I did it. They all followed me to the booth. Patrick sat across from us, watching me between these two large older men. (Actually they were all older, Patrick included.) Patrick demanded, "How long did you arrange to be out tonight Ashley?" I stammered "....a few hours." He said, "That's ok for now." I started saying, "Please Patrick I love my husband and ....." He cut me off. "Shut up bitch." I didn't say a word. He said in a clam voice, "Peter does the bitch have panties on?" I gasped as this guy, I didn't even know at all just shoved his hand up my skirt and felt around a while. Satisfied he answered, with his hand still under my dress, "Yea panties, panty hose over them." I was mortified... "Ashley," Patrick ordered, "you are going to allow both these two fine gentleman to roll down your hose and remove them. Do you understand that?" I said " ....please .. I .. uh .. please!" He said "Shut up!!!!!!" I was soo scared. I could just looked down, as I felt both sets of hands pulling up my skirt so as to allow them to get at my hose. They rolled it off and handed my now removed hose to Patrick. He looked at then, sniffed them, and said, shaking his head, "Very nice! Are you scarred Ashley? You should be!" They all laughed. I felt soo cold just sitting without my hose! "Now guys let's really make the bitch feel at home.. TAKE OFF her panties. Oh and this time, don't be so gentle about it. This time um..... cut them off!" I could only sit there stunned, cringing... as Peter removed a small knife from his belt. I tried to jumped up, but he just grabbed my arm and demanded, "You just sit still there bitch." He cut my panties away easily and handed them to Patrick as well. Then Mike and Peter each took a knee and held spread them wide open. I felt Patrick put his pointie toed boot right up into my crotch. He pushed it in slightly. "Your doing well little cunt." He said "Now take this phone and call your husband. We want you to arrange to be available to us until say .. tomorrow, tomorrow morning... let's say. A few hours tonight .. well that just won't be enough for us now. We're sorry." I begged," I ... uh .. can't do that. What can I possibly say to him to justify me not coming home tonight?" He said, "That's unfortunate! I don't know your life yet honey. But maybe I can help you there. ...Why not let me talk to him??" Then he began to push his boot hard into my cunt, hurting me more and More as the toe went further up almost into my vagina. Shaking I took the phone and called Paul. I lied! I told him I was at my mothers. (She lives 3 hours away.) I told Paul, an old neighbor of ours who practically raised me was very sick and I was needed .. Helping there. Paul was so understanding. I felt awful. Then do to my nervousness I stupidly repeated something he said to me. Something I shouldn't of. I said, "Oh no! not till Thursday .. that long!" then I said " Well...ok .." and then trapped, I hung up the phone. Patrick smiled at me, "What that about Thursday baby?" I freaked, " ... ah ah. ...'' Patrick demanded, "Don't lie to me bitch! I know you don't have to make any excuses to stay with us till Thursday. So hubby must be going away huh??????" "Oh how sweet it is to be us today! You can just stay with us, till Thursday .. then well ... Think of it, our own little slave slut if you will!!!!! And no one will know different. Now your going to get up and walk to our car, with us, very peacefully like or else. You got that." What could I do? I just nodded and moved to get up. I walked out the door, with them behind me, and out to their car. I got into the back seat as demanded, with two other men. They sat on either side of me. Patrick drove us off into the night. We drove for about 20 minutes when Patrick, at a stop light, turned around and demanded, "Ashley take off all your clothes! But keep the heels on for now!!!!! Sexier that way!" Both men just sat there and stared at me. Then, when I didn't move, the man on my right side Peter, reached over and slapped my face. Patrick, from the front seat, said, "Well come on bitch! DO IT!" So I slowly began to remove my skirt, down my legs and off my feet. I un-did the buttons to my blouse, removed it and handed all of um to them. Then I could just sat there, between two strangers, NUDE FROM THE WAIST. (My panties had been removed back in the bar.) They said "Well? Nice.. The bra too baby." I undid that as well and handed it over, immediately I tried to cover up with my hands, but Patrick looked back and said, "Hands at your sides .... NOW! Let the boys enjoy the view.." I just sat there kinda shivering and scared and so .. so .. so embarrassed! We finally arrived in front of a house in the suburbs and stopped in the street. It was about 11 pm at night. It was cold and dark. No one was out. I didn't like the idea of being there, naked and knowing soon I was going to be forced to get outside this way. Patrick turned around and said, "Ok. Honey we're home.. Lets go inside." They all just laughed at me. It was so cold that night. It was February here in Philadelphia and I was taken out and forced to stand outside on the street stark naked except for my heels. That made me just feel all the more naked. I felt NUDE!!!!!!!!!! I was slowly it seemed, ushered up the steps and into the house. There I was thrown on the floor. Patrick called out, turning on the lights, "Max were home!" Shocked I hear a dog bark and run nails coming down the hall into the room. Max was a large black lab and he came in charging. Patrick said, "Just lay there. Don't move! And don't yell! He might get excited and bite ya. Just let him smell you and get your scent." I was horrified and just lay there scared to death. Peter said, "Oh how Max is enjoy you honey." I said, "WHAT!" End of part 1 Ashley's Bad Blind Date!!!!!!! Part 2 What could I do! I just lay there shivering as this large animal advanced to me, put his nose into my crotch and commenced to sniff. I was frantic. I didn't know what to do. I just froze. I just lay there with this shaggy dog sniffing me all over!! The men sat on the coach and laughed at me, cheering Max on. Finally Patrick said, "Ok on get up on your hands and knees, bitch! You know .. assume the easy entry position .. let old Max have his first shot at you pussy. First of many I might add my dear." "No! No! Please that's awful. I'm a descent woman. I can't do that." I begged. "You say that like there is a choice here, cunt. You don't have a say. Now get up there and spread those boney white legs open wide and allow old Max there entry to that dirty crack. Remember it's not your pussy anymore. IT'S OURS! Learn that and learn it fast." "If we wanna fucking glue that sucker shut, We will! YOU GOT IT!" He reached down and grabbed me by the hair. He positioned me like he wanted me. "Now stay there like a good cunt!" He demanded. Then he took Max by his leash and led his muzzle to my crotch. The dog needed no other encouraging, nothing. He must of sensed the terror and excitement in me! His tongue just shot out like a dart to a target. It filled my hole! I couldn't help but moan as this rough forbidden tongue touched me deep inside my most private of places. Max' long pink member began to slid from it's sheath, and got hard. Patrick oordered, "Time to experience a whole new lever of shame, bitch. You'll come to realize this. It's more for him then you. And also for us to enjoy too. You probably won't feel good from this, THIS TIME." "If anything it will hurt as I understand it, when a dog gets in a pussy there for the first time... It is your first .. ain't it?" "We hear he goes in with such force and momentum that it will burn from just the friction of his movements. So lub up .. if you can! Then when his starts to gets off his dick will knot up to it's full Size. Bout like an orange. That'll join you two .. um .. lovers together for a while." "You'll not be able to pull apart till he is satisfied and done. You won't be able to get him out... No one can. So if he isn't satisfied you'll have a dog in your pussy for life!!" The men all laughed again. I cringed. "By the way, Max usually fucks for like, 20 minutes or so before cuming so you better help him ... and try to enjoy it .. If you can ........" Patrick helped Max get up on top of me. Once there the dog immediately began to hump but he could not seem tofind the damn hole. He poked and poked at me, trying to find the hole ... And then Patrick helped Max push his cock's head into me. Immediately Max sensed .. HE WAS IN .. He began furiously fucking me. OH GOD!! I couldn't believe it!! I was being fucked by a dog!! IT BURNED!1 I could only kneel there, screaming. OH GOD DID IT BURN! They just sat there laughing at me, and encouraging Max. "Go Max, GO!", they cheered, "Fuck that bitches cunt for her.. Yea!! Fuck that twat.. Yea! Make it yours. She's just a filthy bitch." I tried to reach down to extract him but .. "GRRRRR" he snapped and closed his jaw on the back of me neck. I quickly stopped! I could do nothing but try to lubricate to save myself a severe burn! I found my clit and to the amusement of the guys .. worked it frantically! Well, as Patrick had said, the dog fucked me for over 20 minutes. God was I was sore. He had bit my neck and pulled on my hair as he raped me. Then when he finished, he twisted around and pulled me around by that damn knot stuck deep in my vagina. It was soo humiliating being pulled around cunt first! Finally the damn knot loosened and his dick slithered out of me. Max just up and walked to a corner. There he lay down in a ball on the floor. Panting.. I, myself, exhausted had fallen to the floor. They snapped, "Bitch your not even close to done. GET UP!" I couldn't stand, my legs hurt so bad from being in that position, being pulled around, and pushed. Not being able to escape the damn knot." Laughing, they ordered, "Go on over there to your lover and lick his balls clean for him. Remember, a bitch like you always need to clean up your lovers." I didn't move from my collapsed state. Patrick demanded, "You really need to stop hesitating, BITCH" He grabbed my hair and the other two men grabbed my arms. They held me up and Patrick leisurely lit up a cigarette. Patrick let go of my hair and lifted up my left breast by the Nipple. Stiffening the smooth skin he lifted it upward toward my face. He proceeded to bring the lit cigarette closer to the soft white skin under my left breast. "You sure you don't want to reconsider yourself?" he inquired. I shouted, "OK! OK!!!" When I was released I started to walk shakely over to Max. "CRAWL .. CUNT!!" was ordered over my shoulder. Defeated .. I did as ordered and when I got between Max's legs, I licked clean Max's hairy disgusting testicles. "Good little twat. Now as a reward go upstairs and shower bitch! Clean up nice and pretty for us and get our naked ass right back down here. We will have a further use for it very soon!" I went upstairs to get a shower and fell on the floor in the bathroom in a fetal ball and just cried at my predicament. Finally I got under the water and finished my shower. I did feel a little better clean, but I was so scared. 'What could be next.' I wondered as I came downstairs rapped in a towel I had found. My hair was still wet. They had no dryer so it was all curly looking. When I got down there only Patrick was waiting. "Hey there sexy.", he said. "You look good wet, and freshly fucked, baby. Very, very hot! Come over here." I walked over. Smiling, he slapped me right in the face. "What's with the towel cunt? Don't you ever hide that gorgeous body of ours .. ever .. Do you understand? You go naked, forever .. If I want you fucking nude in public it will happen do you understand me??" Then he demanded, "Now get on your knees and remove my shoes and socks. Then commence to lick and clean my dirty tired feet. And oh yea say 'yes master I understand' from now on." Defiantly I screamed, "FUCK YOU......" He SHOUTED, "really .. fuck me! huh." He threw me in a chair in the kitchen, pulled some rope from a drawer and began to tie my hands behind my back. He again lit a cigarette and said, "Remember before? Well now your getting it. Really get it!" I begged and pleaded with him not to, but he looked at me and Laughed. Almost calmly he said, "You need to learn your place my little twat." He took the cigarette in his hand and showed it to me. He then blew smoke in my face. I coughed and he laughed. He took my left nipple in his hand and pulled it out towards him. He then said, "HMMMM don't really want to noticeable ruin the merchandise .. just yet, but I do need to do this. Foy your own good, really!" He lifted my defenseless breast upward, giving him full access to the soft underside. He then slowly brought the lit cigarette under and up to my precious mammary bottom. "Oh god please don't burn me there." I begged, hoping.. "OH where would you like to be burned?" he asked. "No where, PLEASE!!", I screamed! He explained, "But you must be burned someplace as punishment my twat, so you will learn! Now you can decide where! You have a choice underside of tit or on top of tit. You really want that precious cleavage ruined?" He smiled! While I pleaded, "Please, PLEASE! I'll do anything you say. Anything!" He explained.. "OH! Never fear .. you will anyway cunt." "You want another chance? Ok," he said, "Get up and dance." I said, "I can't I am tied up." He said, "You see! Your still obstinate. Now bitch, do I do the underside or on top? If you don't chose, then I'll do both!" I just cried as he lifted my breast by my nipple and brought the cigarette closer and closer to my pristine white breast. He inquired, "Well?" "UNDERNEATH!" I cried. "Ready?" he inquired. With that he slowly touched my tender flesh with the lit cigarette. I screamed like I never have before. My breast hurt like it never had before, as he held the cigerate into my tender breast. He put his face to the top of my breast. "Oh smell that skin burn!" he screamed. I nearly got sick at the smell of my own flesh burning. He let go of my breast and he smiled at me. "See cunt, I can and will do whatever I want to that body. Now do you understand me cunt? No one can see it this time under your breast and your cleave is in tact.. FOR NOW!" "But what ever will you tell your hubby .. heheheeheheheh." Just then the door burst open. "Hey dude were back and we brought some friends!" Both of the old guys walked in from before. One of them held a leash and had a large german shepherd with him. Mike said, "You know, since Max seemed so happy, Trevor here also deserved some of that cunt too." Patrick giggled and says, "Oh good! I'd like to see that." Then to my shock a woman walks in and says, "So where is she? " Patrick says, "Oh shit Mike, you brought your girlfriend?" With twinkling eyes, looking at me tied to the chair Lisa said. "Oh she is soo pretty! I like this one." Lisa walked right up to me and kneels to my seated level. She takes her right hand and places it on my breast softly, then grabs it tight with the full force of her hand... I scream as she grabs where I was just tortured. She smiles seeing my reaction and lifts my aching breast up. "Oh very nice Patrick... You didn't wait for me .. I see you punished her for something?" Lisa looks at me and says "Were you a naughty lil girl." I couldn't speak. I just look at her and cried. She slaps me and says, "Cunt you better answer me when I speak to you." -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----