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Debt Collection

Debt Collection

by girlfred
19 min read
4.17 (62500 views)
adultfiction

All characters are over 18.

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I was trembling as my mother and I sat behind my father in court. The police had picked me up at college and escorted the hour long drive back to my hometown to attend court. I had no idea what was going on, but I was scared.

There were new laws put into place in the last few years, and I feared what fate my dad might face. I didn't know what he was being charged with, only that he had pleaded guilty, and this was just a formality to learn what punishment he would face. I hadn't even known that anything was the matter. My parents hadn't said a thing to me at all.

"You're total debt exceeds the amounts allowed by law and you have failed to pay. It looks like arrangements have been made for the immediate payment in order for Mr. Lowery to keep his residence. I've placed a garnishment on your paycheck at your current employer, in which the defendant has signed a contract that he is not allowed to resign for the next three years. Is the candidate in court today?" the judge asked.

"Yes, your honor," my father's lawyer replied.

"Bailiffs, please Kate Lowery into custody. Court is adjourned," the judge declared with the bang of the gavel.

"What?!" I shrieked. "Mom, what's going on?"

My mother refused to look at me, and when the bailiffs approached me, she turned from me and walked away. I tried to follow, but hands took me by the shoulder and my arms were forced behind my back and cuffed.

"I don't understand. What is going on?" I cried out as I was hauled away.

"If you keep that up, we'll gag you."

"Someone tell me what is going on?" I cried.

The bailiff behind me sighed and pulled me to a stop while the other bailiff pulled something off his belt. It was a ball gag. It was forced into my mouth and fastened behind my head. I was sobbing now. I turned my head to look at my parents before they pulled me through the door where the judge had already left and I saw my parents hugging. They never even looked in my direction. I was pulled through the door.

The hallway was deserted and into an elevator. When it opened, there were a couple of cops already inside. We entered and the bailiffs pushed the button for the ground floor.

"Another one, huh?" One cop asked.

"Yup. And they didn't even tell her."

"Of course they didn't," he replied back, almost sounded as if he was disgusted.

The doors opened, and I walked down the hallway and through a set of double doors going outside. A white county van sat outside, with a deputy waiting with the doors open. My hands were released long enough to cuff them in front and then I was the van inside and the deputy buckled me in.

"She's the only one you got today?" The bailiff asked the deputy.

"Yup. It's been a slow week."

The door slammed shut and I could no longer hear their conversation. I sat, freaked out. This could not be happening. I had no idea how my dad walked free when he plead guilty for something and I ended up in this van.

The driver's door opened, and the deputy climbed inside and turned the engine over. He looked at me through the rear-view mirror. Then he turned up the music to drown out my sobs and started driving. We were driving for less than ten minutes before we reached a huge non descriptive building. The deputy drove around the building to the back. There was an awning with doors underneath. He parked there and got out.

The slide door opened, and he unbuckled me and pulled me out of the van. Two more deputies opened the door, and I was handed off. The deputy who drove me handed over a clipboard for a signature. He took the top copy, handed it over and walked away. Then I was inside. It was like a prison. Everything I've seen on tv. They had to use badges to walk through metal doors and lead me through two sets of doors before being led to a counter. A paper was handed to the lady at the desk.

I stood there as she typed away while looking at the paper. I was shaking, though my sobs had stopped. Just tears ran down my face. She stamped something on the paper and got up to make a copy before handing it to the deputies.

"You're all set, Carl," she said as she smiled at him as if I was standing here.

"Thanks, Betty."

The doors buzzed, and we walked inside a single door that lead down a stark white deserted hallway. It had the white painted brick look, and it emanated cold even though it was hot outside. I was starting to get goosebumps and my shaking could have been shivering. We approached a door that said medical and went in.

It was just like any other exam room I'd been in to get a pap. There was a table with stirrups and a counter with swaps and stuff in clear vases. There was a stool with wheels. The rest was barren. No posters or anything. I startled a bit when I felt fingers on my head. They were undoing the gag, and I felt relief when the gag popped out of my mouth. My jaw was sore.

"Take your clothes off and put them on the counter," the one named Carl said. I stared at him in shock. "We will do it for you, but it will be better for you if you did it."

More tears slipped down my face as I shakily started to pull my shirt over my head. I folded it as best as I could and set it on the counter. Then I toed my shoes off and slid my jeans down my legs. I fold them and put them on top of my shirt. I stood with my arms over my bra.

"Underwear and socks too," Carl said.

I slipped my socks off first and stuffed them in my shoes before I turned away from them and unclasped my bra. I almost didn't need a bra as I was pretty small chested but I had decided to wear one today as I had a date with a guy I met at a party. I put my bra on my clothes and then took a deep breath before removing my panties and setting them on top and used my hands and arms to cover myself.

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"On the table," Carl said, and a sob shook my chest as I climbed up and sat down.

As soon as I was sitting, Carl and the other deputy took positions on either side of me. I was pushed to lie back and scooted forward until my butt was hanging off the end. They took my legs and put them in the stirrup and they strapped my legs in place.

"We don't strap your hands down unless you make us," Carl said, taking one arm and putting it on the side where a small bar had been and positioned my hand to grab it. The other deputy did the same with my other. "Hold these and don't let go."

I let my gaze go to the ceiling tiles as tears streamed down my face into my loose, dirty blond hair. I felt goosebumps rise all over as the room was cool and I was completely exposed. The deputies stood on either side of the door and we waited. It only took a couple minutes before the door opened and a woman in a white coat walked in.

"Let's get started," she said. I had my vitals taken, and she admonished me about my blood pressure as if I wasn't in a high-stress situation with no idea what was coming. She flashed a light in my eyes and looked into my ears. Then she performed a breast exam.

"Breasts are healthy, though small," she said aloud. I blushed at the comment.

Then she sat on the stool and pushed herself over to sit between legs.

"Carl, will you hand me that tray?" she said as she snap on some gloves.

Carl went to the counter and brought her over a tray. I recognized the speculum, but not anything else.

"Thanks, Carl," she said and then I felt two fingers push inside me and I gripped the bars hard. "She's dry."

Her fingers pulled out, and I heard a bottle squeeze. When her fingers returned, they were slick with lube. They pushed in and coated inside me with lube before pulling out. I heard another squeeze and then I felt the speculum at my entrance. I have always hated this part of being an adult. I hate paps and I hate this damn thing. My chest heaved as I worked to keep calm as it was pushed inside and clicked until I was sure I was fully open.

The exam inside me was quick, and then the speculum returned to the tray. Then she picked something up, coated it in lube, and I felt the slick object at my ass. When I screamed out a protest, her gloved hand came down hard over my pussy and I cried out.

"You don't get to talk in here," she said as the object returned to my ass. A slim point was pushed inside and she slowly worked as it expanded and my ass worked to stretch over it. I was sweating by the time I felt it pop into place, settled in my ass. My asshole was burning.

"You must have been an anal virgin. That took some work. Probably should have started on the small one, but that wouldn't have prepared you for what's next," she said casually as she stripped her gloves off and wrote up her notes. She left me strapped on the table while I tried to breathe through the pressure in my ass.

"Clean bill of health, gentleman. She's all yours after she takes these pills." She handed me a cup with three pills in it and a tiny cup of water. I took them with and winced as I swallowed. Then she was gone.

The deputies helped me down, and I struggled to move, very conscious of my ass. Then I was taken my the forearms and led to another door. We passed a few doors in the hallway before stopping, and the guard scanned his badge and opened the door. Inside was not like the hallway. It was as if I just walked into a fancy restaurant. Naked. There were people sitting around a very long table. Their conversations stopped, and they all looked up at me as I was pushed in.

"She has a clean bill of health. You may not permanently mark her or injure her." The guards let go of me and left the room. The door closed with a foreboding bang.

I stood before these people, naked, scared to death, and I still had no idea what was going on. Then an older man who sat at the head of the table got up from his chair and approached me. He circled around me, his hands touching and squeezing as he looked me over. Then he stood behind me and pulled me to him with hands on my breast as he squeezed them mercilessly as I cried out.

"I am going to enjoy getting my money's worth out of you. If I had known your father would give you up the first chance he got, I would have filed against him sooner," he whispered in my ear. And that was when I realized exactly what my parents had done. They were letting me pay off my father's debt. I swore I felt my heart break.

The man pushed me toward the head of the table. He spun me until my back was to the table and pushed. I fell backwards. Then he pushed my legs up to my sides and spread me wide open to his gaze.

"They plugged her," he said, delighted. I heard laughing and my face flamed. Hands reached out from all directions. Fingers pinched my nipples until I cried out and hands squeezed my ass cheeks hard.

"Who wants to see her crawl over the table?" People cheered and the man cruelly turned me over and I got to all fours. The table was empty of decorations and there was a clear path to make my way down the table.

I started crawling down the table when the first hand slapped my ass hard. I cried out and tried to sit down.

"You crawl and take it, Kate," the man said from his seat.

I got back up to all fours and continued to crawl. I cried out as each hand spanked my ass and when I got to the other end; they turned me around and I crawled back. My ass was on fire and my knees hurt from the table. When I reached the older man, he was grinning. Then doors on the other side swung open and carts rolled in. People groaned in disappointment. I was pulled off the table as plates were set in front of everyone and glasses of wine were set. Then the people retreated with the carts.

"On your knees," the older man said and pushed me to my knees in front of him. He pulled out his semi erect cock. Then he took a hand, fisted my hair and shoved his cock into my mouth. I screamed as a protest and he slapped my face with his free hand. Then he forced my head to bob up and down on his cock.

"Suck, or we'll find other ways of payment," he warned. I cried as I closed my mouth over his cock. I worked my tongue over the tip and let him push my head down over his length.

I sucked his cock as he ate. He kept his hand fisted in my hair and randomly would push my head down until I gagged on his cock and kept me there until he release me.

"You can't hog her the whole time," someone said. Agreement went up through the group.

He pulled off his cock and shoved away. Hands pulled me up and dishes cleared as I was shoved down on my back on the table. My legs were pushed back toward my head and held in place. Then food was dropped on my breasts and I squealed when food was dropped on my pussy. Then mouths decided on me and ate the food off me. When they ate all the food off me, someone did a best to wipe me clean with a napkin.

I was pulled back until my head hung off the table and a cock was shoved into my mouth. I screamed around his cock when something pinched my nipples hard. More laughter rang out as I cried around the cock fucking my throat. I choked as the cock came in my mouth. When my head was let go, I looked up and found my nipples in clamps and someone video recording between my legs.

The man with his phone out recording me stepped back and let someone else between my legs. A hand came down hard on my pussy. I screamed while people laughed. He slapped my breast, and I screamed again.

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"Someone gag her. I don't want to listen to her scream."

"I do."

My head was yanked back, and someone shoved their cock in my mouth. It was shorter than the last two, but thicker. I struggled as its girth tested the range that my mouth could open. The hands continued to slap my breast, my stomach and my pussy. With each slap, my screams were muffled by the cock fucking my face.

People whistled and laugh as I heard dishes being moved away. People talked excitedly. The cock pulled out of my mouth and he jerked his cock until he came all over my clamped breasts. Rough hands hauled me up and onto all fours on the table. And I saw what had made them laugh and whistle.

A young woman lay naked, legs spread wide, her hands holding her knees to her sides. A hand spanked my ass hard, and I crawled, apprehensive. Hands spanked my ass hard with each hesitation until I crawled to her spread legs. Then my face was pushed down into her pussy.

"You better lick my pussy good, Kate," she laughingly said. I started crying again as the hand at the back of my head smashed my face down. I stuck my tongue out, and started to lick at her clit.

"I think she needs a good caning. She's barely licking me," the woman said.

Resolve flooded my system as I licked her as best I could to avoid a caning. I suckled her clit when she demanded it. I fucked her with my tongue when she demanded it, but when she told me to lick her ass, I hesitated.

I cried out as something thin and hard slapped against my ass, leaving a line of fire. I cried out twice more with two more strikes.

"If you lick my ass, they might stop," she said, though I didn't believe her.

Closing my eyes, I stuck my tongue out and touched it to her ass. I heard cheering when my face was shoved down and I worked my tongue along the puckered hole and lapped and licked and swirled my tongue over her ass as she moaned and ground her hips on my face. I lapped at her ass as her fingers dipped into her pussy to finger fuck herself. It was hard to scream with my tongue out, but she seemed to like the muffled screams as they vibrated out of my mouth. She screamed as she came.

"Thanks, fellas," she said as they helped her off the table. "Have fun. I got what I came for."

I had let my face rest against the table, my ass still in the air. Hands tugged at my legs and pulled me until I was at the edge of the table.

"This slut is wet!"

I blushed as they laughed. Hands squeezed my ass cheeks, and I groaned. They pulled them apart and released a few times before they forced my legs to spread as far as they could. Then they pulled out the plug. I almost came off the table screaming before hands shoved my face back into the table.

"It wasn't even that big of a plug, Kate."

"Hey wait! I want to fuck her first!"

The rest of the party argued about who would get to be the first to fuck me. When the hands returned to my ass, I figured they settled on an order. Then I felt something sticky applied to my ass. Then another. Four times. I was curious and also nervous about it. When I felt a cock push into my pussy, I screamed. My ass was being shocked. The shocks didn't subside as the cock fucked me hard, not waiting for me to get used to him being inside me. Someone pulled my head up and onto my elbows.

"Please, don't!" I begged as the nipple clamps were removed and pads were put over my nipples in their place. I screamed as the current went through my ass and nipples.

"You ready?"

"Yeah," the man fucking me said. He pulled out and laid on the table, his legs were propped up on chairs, his ass almost off the table. Then, when instructed, I crawled over until I straddle him, my tortured breasts smashed against his chest. Then hands pulled me down until I was fully seated on his cock.

"I hope you're ready, Kate," someone said as someone lined up behind us. I tried to protest, but screamed instead as a lubed cock was pushed roughly in my ass. It felt like liquid fire as he pushed inside me.

"Turn it up, get this bitch dancing."

I sobbed as the current ramped up on my ass and nipples. The man below me pumped his hips up against me. I held onto him for dear life as the cocks worked my ass and pussy. Then a hand slapped my ass hard, and I bucked. They did it again as it got laugher out of those watching and slapped me again. Then the man underneath me grunted as he came inside me.

He pushed me back until I was upright and the man behind me hooked his arms around my legs and hauled me off; the man's softened cock spilling out of my pussy. I screamed as he sat and I was fully seated with his cock inside my ass and the shocks to my ass intensified as I sat on the pads. He held my legs at the knees, keeping me spread wide. My face flamed when I saw several people with their cocks out, stroking themselves as they watched me.

"Hey, someone get the wand."

A man approached with a wand and put it to my clit. When he turned it on, I gasped and tried to wiggle my hips away. He pushed harder, and I cried out. He bumped up the vibrations until my hips were dancing over the wand, both wanting to escape and more.

I was mortified, and I did not want to come. I did not want to enjoy this. My head fell back on a shoulder when fingers pushed inside my pussy and began massaging my g spot. I tried to concentrate on breathing, but all I could hear was my ass slapped against skin and fingers fucking me, sounding wet and squishy.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god," I cried as I came hard. Cheers rang out and someone yelled that they got that on video.

"Kate, you're a squirter! Make her do it again! This time make her look into the camera."

Someone walked behind the man fucking my ass, gathered my hair into his hands and forced my head up and I saw several people with their phones out recording. I was so sensitive from my orgasm I was having a hard time keeping my hips still. I started to cry as my orgasm built again and I groaned hoarsely as I squirted another orgasm all over the man who was finger fucking me. Hands kept my head facing the camera until the camera was put away. The wand stayed on my clit until I came a third time. My ass clenched down hard and I heard the man behind me grunt and felt him come in my ass. I groaned when he pulled out.

"Make that bitch come here."

The man laughed and pushed me off his lap. When I went to stand, someone pushed me back down and so I crawled around the table and over to the man who beckoned me. His cock was hard and waiting for me when I crawled over. He slid out of the chair onto his knees and lined the cock up with my mouth. I opened my mouth and let him shove it down my throat.

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