Blind Violation

Amber shivered as she was led into the room. A million things were going through her head. She wondered how many men were in the room with her and what they were thinking. The blindfold prevented her from seeing anything and there was an uneasy silence. She was nervous. Nervous and afraid. What were they going to do with her? Her mind raced. She thought of what she must look like being led by a leash into a room wearing only a fishnet body suit and a blindfold. She thought about the events of the past few days. But most of all she thought about her boyfriend. After all, she was doing this for him. She swallowed hard and wondered just how she had gotten herself into this mess.

* * * *

Sunday 2:13 pm

Amber sat lounging on her parents sofa in the cool, air conditioned house reading the latest issue of Cosmo. She felt lazy, but it was her first weekend off since starting college and she wanted to relax and enjoy herself before she started getting too busy. She reached over and took a drink of her lemonade as she glanced at the phone. It had been days since she had heard from Kevin and she was starting to get worried.

'He's probably just busy,' she said to herself. 'He'll call soon'.

Just as she was getting into an article about "twenty ways to please your man", the phone rang. Amber jumped up and snatched it up.

"Hello," she said in her usual chipper, friendly voice.

"Hi. It's me."

"Kevin! Where have you been?!! I've been waiting forever for you to call!"

"Sorry babe. Look, I really need to talk to you."

"Why what's wrong?"

"Can you come over?"

"Yeah, I guess so. But..."

"Just come over right away."

The tone in Kevin's voice worried Amber.

"Okay. I'll be right there."

As she hung up the phone, a million thoughts flew through her head. Was he going to break up with her? The two had been going out for three years now, and the thought of losing him almost brought Amber to tears. He had been her only real boyfriend. The only person she had slept with. To lose him now would be devastating. Amber shook her head trying to rid herself of those thoughts as she put on her shoes. With that, she bolted out the door.

Twenty minutes later Amber stood at Kevin's door nervously knocking. As the door swung open, she gasped. Her boyfriend's face was covered in bruises and his arm was in a cast.

"What happened?!" she asked, rushing up to comfort him.

"I think we'd better sit down," he said reaching over to close the door.

Amber bit her lip as she sat on the couch next to her battered boyfriend. Kevin sat there for a while before speaking.

"I'm in a little bit of trouble."

"What kind of trouble?"

"Well, you know how I've been having money problems lately?"

Amber nodded.

"You see, my friends took me to this private casino downtown a little while ago."

"Those jerks? I told you not to hang around them anymore! They're all...."

Kevin raised his hand silencing his girlfriend.

"At first it was great. I started winning lots of money. That's how I bought you that ring."

Amber looked down at the ring Kevin had given her a few weeks before. she swallowed hard.

"But then things started getting worse. I kept losing. I'd bet more and more just trying to break even, but it never happened."

"So how much do you owe them?" Amber asked.

"Twenty one thousand."

Amber's mouth dropped open. She was speechless.

Kevin looked over at her.

When I couldn't pay, they beat the shit out of me. They said I have three days to get the money or I'm dead."

Tears began to well up in Amber's eyes.

"Why don't you go to the police?"

"I can't. They said if I try anything they'll kill me. And even if they don't I'll still go to jail for illegal gambling."

"So what are you going to do?"

Kevin just looked down at the ground.

"Kevin! "

"I think we should run."

"We?"

"Yes! You and I. We can take what little money we have and go to Mexico or something. It's my only chance."

"But I just started school! I can't just quit. And what would I tell my parents? No! There has to be another way. "

Kevin grabbed her by the shoulders and looked her in the eye.

"There is no other way," he said calmly.

Amber began to sob.

"Where is this place?" she said between sniffles.

"It's in the basement below Blackjack's Bar. The owner of the bar runs the casino too. Why?"

Amber shook her head, then got up to go to the bathroom. After she had dried most of her tears, she came back out.

"I'm going to go see how much money I have left in my bank account," she said. "Maybe we can work something out."

"And if we can't?"

"Then...Then I'll go with you."

Kevin stood up and hugged Amber, kissing her on the forehead.

"Do you want me to come with you?" he asked.

Amber shook her head.

"No. You stay here and try to relax."

As soon as Amber left the apartment she rushed home. She knew she had no money in the bank and had no intentions of going there. She was going to Blackjack's.

Once she was at home, she reapplied her makeup and slipped into a cute little skirt. She fixed up her tangled blonde hair and put on a pair of shoes that at least made her seem a little bit taller than her actual five foot two height. She was going to plead for her boyfriend's life and she did not want to seem like a little girl.

As Amber got off the bus, a wave of nervous tension swept over her. At first she considered turning back, but realized that this was the only option. She made her way down the street until she came to her destination.

Blackjack's was a decent enough looking place with a large neon sign over the front door. Amber swallowed hard and walked in. The place was almost empty, with the exception of a few lone patrons sitting around small tables watching a half naked woman dance on a stage in the middle of the club. Amber was disgusted and tried to avert her eyes as she made her way over to the bar.

"Can I help you?" the bartender said as he eyed up her firm young body.

Amber shivered with repulsion but chose not to comment on his leering.

"I need to speak with the owner."

"You must be the new dancer," he said rubbing his chin. "Not bad. He's right through there."

Amber looked over to a doorway at the back of the bar. With one final glance at the grinning bartender, she made her way over.

The doorway opened into a small hallway with a door at the end. Amber walked up and knocked.

"Come in," a voice shouted from within.

Amber turned the handle and opened the door. She entered a small office, closing the door behind her. At a desk in front of her sat a man browsing through pictures as he sat reclining in a large chair.

"What can I do for you?" he said without looking up.

Amber sat down.

"I'm sorry to bother you but...I...You see my..."

"Spit it out honey. I haven't got all day. Are you here for the job?"

Amber looked at the man and a hatred burned inside her. He was average size with black hair and a goatee. He looked to be of Hispanic descent and was about 35 years old.

"No, I'm not here for the job. You see my boyfriend...Well he owes you a lot of money and I just came to beg you not to hurt him. I'm sure we can get it if you just give us more time."

The man dropped the pictures on the desk and started to laugh.

"That little shit? He's your boyfriend?"

Amber nodded.

"I'm Jack." he said extending his arm.

"Amber," she said sheepishly as she shook his hand.

"Stand up Amber." he said.

She did as she was told. Jack also got up and walked over to her. He was looking her up and down, making her feel very uncomfortable. Then he reached down and lifted up her skirt. Amber wanted to stop him but she was paralyzed with fear.

"Hmmm, not bad. You could use a tit job though."

Jack sat back on the desk.

"I'll tell you what. You can work here until your boyfriend's debt is paid off."

"W...Work here?"

"Yeah. Dancing. Stripping. Whatever the fuck you want to call it."

"But I can't do that! What if my parents find out? And I'm only 18! There has to be some other way!"

Jack sighed to himself.

"Well," he said. "There might be another way."

"Anything!" Amber pleaded.

A sinister smirk crossed the man's face.

"I get to have you to myself for one night."

Amber's heart dropped.

"You mean..."

"Yes. I get to fuck you. And I have to tell you it won't be the boring teenage sex that you're probably used to either."

Amber felt the tears coming.

"What exactly will I have to do?"

Jack smiled.

"Anything goes."

Amber shivered with disgust. How could she actually be considering this?

"And if I don't want to do this?" she asked.

"Then you had better get me my twenty one grand or you can start looking for a new boyfriend."

That was it. It was the only way.

"Well?" Jack asked, smugly. "What's it going to be?"

"Y...Yes. I'll do it."

"Good!" he exclaimed. "Now let me get a closer look at the merchandise."

Amber shrunk back in seat.

"What? Right now?" she asked

"Relax. I just want to get a better look at you."

He walked around the desk and reached into a drawer, bringing out a polaroid camera.

"The main event will be on Tuesday."

"What are you doing with that?" Amber asked.

Jack pointed to camera at her and snapped a picture.

"Try not to look so happy." he said sarcastically. "Take those clothes off."

Amber was about to protest, but quickly decided against it. Blushing a bright red, she pulled her shirt off and dropped it to the floor. She then unsnapped her bra and let it fall as well.

"Yeah, I was right about the boob job." Jack said as he took another picture.

A few seconds later Amber's skirt was on the floor as well and she was standing there naked in front of a strange man taking pictures.

"Hop up on the desk," Jack suggested.

Amber climbed up onto the desk."

"On your hands and knees."

Again Amber did as she was told. She could hear the clicking of the camera as she closed her eyes tightly, trying to ignore the humiliation she was enduring.

"Let me see your asshole."

"Fucking pervert," Amber thought to herself as she reached back and pulled her asscheeks apart, exposing her most private area.

"Hmm, nice." jack said quietly as he continued taking pictures.

"Okay," he said after a few more snapshots. "You'll do."

He dropped the camera on the desk and scribbled down and address on a piece of paper.

"Be here Tuesday at 7 pm. And don't be late."

Amber nodded and began to get dressed.

* * * *

Amber was in tears as she made her way back to the bus stop. How was she going to explain this to Kevin? He had to understand. It was the only way. Or maybe she could just lie and tell him that Jack let him off the hook.

Amber scolded herself for being so dumb. Kevin would never believe that a man that had been threatening to kill him would just let him go without paying! All she knew was that she couldn't tell him the truth. Things would never be the same if he found out.

She wiped away the tears as she climbed onto the bus.

* * * *

"Really??" Kevin exclaimed, absolutely astounded at what his girlfriend had just told him.

"Yeah, he said you can have until the end of the month."

"How did you do it?"

"I just cried a lot. I guess he has a soft spot after all."

Amber cringed as she lied. She just hoped the ploy would work long enough so she could figure something else out.

"I can't believe it! You're the best! "

Kevin threw his arms around his girlfriend and started to squeeze her tightly.

"Oh,'" she said. "It was nothing."

* * * *

Tuesday 6:52 pm

Amber surveyed the situation. The house was large and appeared to be well kept. She noticed there were a few cars in the driveway and wondered if there were more people in there. A nervous fear crept up through her body as she made her way to the door. As she reached out to press the door bell she felt as if she would vomit. She rang the bell and waited patiently. Soon the door opened and Jack stood there smiling.

"Hey there cutie. Nice to see you."

Amber managed a half hearted smile, but deep down inside she wished she was anywhere but there.

"This way," Jack said, motioning her to come inside. "We might as well get right to it."

Amber followed him nervously through the house into a small bathroom.

"What are we going to do in here?" she asked, getting a bit concerned.

"You are going to get ready."

"Get ready?"

Jack pointed to a small makeup kit on the counter beside the sink and a black plastic bag sitting on the toilet.

"Make it quick. When you're done, just knock and I'll come get you."

Amber nodded, although she was a bit confused. Jack walked out, closing the door behind him. right away Amber grabbed the bag, both eager and afraid to view its' contents. She then pulled out what appeared to be a piece of mesh clothing of some kind. Amber held it up and examined it.

"Oh my god!" she whispered to herself.

It was a body suit made of fishnet material, and it was completely see -through! Amber began to blush and she hadn't even put it on yet. She also predicted that Jack didn't want her to wear anything under it either as he didn't supply anything. There was however, another item in the bag. Amber reached in a pulled it out, grimacing with disgust. It was a blue, studded collar attached to a leather leash. She had hoped that Jack would just want some straight sex, but now she was convinced that he had other ideas.

Resigning herself to her fate, Amber began to put on the body suit. It was tight and felt weird being stretched over her whole body. She also discovered that, to her surprise, it was completely crotchless! There was an opening that stretched from her pussy all the way past her ass. She had never felt so dirty in her entire life.

"I'm such a whore!" she scolded herself as she tied her hair back in a pony tail. She then began to apply the makeup that Jack had provided.

When she was done she looked at herself in the mirror. She had to admit that she looked sexy, for being dressed so slutty. She began to wonder if Kevin would like to see her dressed like this.

Amber then looked down at the collar and leash. Reluctantly, she picked it up and fastened it around her neck. She took one deep breath and knocked on the door.

Jack opened the door and grinned from ear to ear.

"Perfect," he said. "Now here. Put this on."

He handed her a blindfold.

Amber was confused.

"You never said anything about this!" she protested.

"Just put it on," the man replied firmly.

Amber stretched the elastic over her head and put the blindfold snugly into place.

"Good girl. Now put your hands behind your back."

Again Amber did as she was told. She heard a jingling sound and then felt the feeling of cold steel being clamped around her wrists. He had just handcuffed her!

She started to get worried, but she knew there was nothing she could do about it now. She felt a firm pull on the leash as Jack lead her through the house.

* * * * *

Amber tried to listen, to get a bearing on her surroundings but there was only silence. She could hear a small amount of noise but that was it.

"Get down on your knees." a voice commanded.

Amber did as she was told, dropping down awkwardly to the floor. She then heard the "click" of a camera. At first she thought it was Jack taking the pictures, but he was still holding the leash. There had to be another person in the room! Immediately, Amber felt sick to her stomach and she hoped that, if there was a another person, that he would be content on just watching.

"Open your mouth."

Reluctantly, she opened her mouth. She had never felt so vulnerable in her entire life.

"Wider."

She stretched her mouth as wide as she could. Suddenly she winced as something touched her face. it was hard, but yet soft. She knew that it was a dick. She could feel it being rubbed all over her soft skin, before being dragged across her lips. It then entered her mouth.

"Click."

Amber felt a hand on the back of her head, guiding her face forward to swallow up the dick. She opened wide and felt it bump against the back of her throat. She gagged and tried to pull back but the hand held her in place. Then, to her relief, it withdrew. It was pulled from her mouth and slapped gently on her face. The cock was wet with saliva and made a loud sound as it struck her in the cheek and lips.

"Click".

Every time the camera clicked, Amber shuddered at the fact that there would be pictures documenting her humiliating ordeal. The dick was then pushed back into her mouth. it went in halfway and then withdrew. In and out it went, sliding through her wet lips. The penis in her mouth was quite a bit larger than Kevin's so she was having a hard time with it. The man would fuck her face repeatedly, before pulling out and slapping her with it again and again.

All the while, the camera continued its constant clicking. Then the man stopped, with his cock in Amber's mouth.

"Suck it." the voice said.

Amber began bobbing her head back and forth, sliding her lips up and down the shaft. Suddenly she felt a had on her ass. She stopped only for an instant, before continuing blowing the unknown cock in her mouth. It was confirmed. There were at least two of them.

The hand groped at her flesh, before sliding between her legs from behind. She could feel two meaty fingers working their way into her pussy as she was forced to continue pleasuring the dick in her mouth. She was a little more relieved when the hand left her pussy, until she felt a wet finger poking at her exposed butt hole. Amber groaned, uncomfortably and tried to shift away, but it was too hard with her hands cuffed behind her back. She sat there passively as one man fucked her face and another violated her in a way that even her boyfriend of three years had not experienced.

Reflexively, she tightened up her asshole, making it a lot more difficult for the stranger behind her. The unknown man didn't seem to mind, however, as he just pushed his finger in up to the knuckle in her virgin ass. Amber felt extremely violated and tried to concentrate on sucking the cock in front of her, to take her mind off the finger sawing back and forth in her ass.

Soon the finger was removed, to her relief. That was, until she heard a the sound of a zipper. Soon she had two dicks poking at her face. The new man, grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face towards him. This guy had more hair and Amber could feel it on her face as he worked his dick down her throat. She could make out a faint smell of sweat, not unlike the way Kevin smelled whenever he came back from the gym.

The man pulled his cock free, only to allow his friend another shot at Amber's sweet little mouth. Soon Amber was being pulled back and forth sucking each cock in turn. Then as she was pulled back to the first man, she opened her mouth to receive his dick. Instead she found her lips pressed against something large and soft. It only took her a second to realize that she was sucking on the man's balls. She ran her tongue over them and sucked them into her mouth, just like she did with Kevin's, all the while the clicking of the camera continued from somewhere in the room.

After about another five minutes of cock sucking and ball licking, Amber felt her head being pulled backwards. She was a little relieved since her mouth was starting to get kind of sore. There was a rough yank on the collar and she was lead across the carpeted floor. As she came to rest on her knees at some unknown location, the man behind her pushed her head forward. With her hands cuffed behind her, she was totally at the mercy of her unknown lovers.

Her mouth touched hair and skin. She could smell that same sweaty smell mixed with a faint odor of soap. As she tried to adjust herself he noticed flesh on either side of her face. She opened her mouth a little and stuck her tongue out, guessing that was what she was supposed to do. Her tongue skimmed along the skin surface before coming to a small, wrinkled hole.