The Interest Payment 
By Saladin

Beth was driving home and wondering what to say to Chuck.
They had partied hard when they met and had continued to do
so for the first few months of their marriage but she was
trying to slow down and have a quieter life.  Chuck still
wanted to party and she had noticed that money was missing
from the checking account that he really didn't want to talk
about.  Tonight they would really have to talk about what
was going on.

As Beth turned the corner, she saw was Chuck was already
home and wondered why he had left work early.  Getting
madder as she parked the car, she slammed into the house.
Beth stopped in shock as she reached the family room.

"Don't stop there, come on in and join the party," a voice
said.

Chuck was tied to a chair naked and there were five
strangers in the room with him, four men and a woman.

"Chuck what's going on?"

She then realized that he couldn't answer because of a gag
in his mouth.

"Let me explain," said one of the men.  "Chuck has some bad
habits, like coke, borrowing money for coke, and then not
paying it back.  We were about to take the interest he owes
out of his skin, when you showed up.  Maybe, you would like
to pay the interest for your hubby?"

"You know we don't have any money, that's what I was going
to talk to Chuck about. What kind of interest, any way?"

"Show her." 

One of the other men approached Chuck as he shook his head
and made noises through the gag.  Beth realized that the man
was holding a hammer and she watched in shock as the man
knelt and smashed Chuck's toes.  One of the men kept the
chair from falling over as Chuck jerked and cried out in
pain.

"Don't, please don't," she cried out.  "What do you want
from me?"

"Well as we were looking for money we found your hobby stash
of pictures.  Let's start by seeing all of you in person,
take your clothes off."

As she looked at the leader in shock, he showed her the
bedroom pictures she and Chuck had taken.  As she stood
there in shock, he jerked his head and the man with the
hammer approached Chuck again.

"Do you want her to do whatever we want or do you want to
pay your own debts?  Nod if you want her to take her clothes
off?"

Chuck nodded emphatically, signaling that he wanted her to
take her clothes off.

"We won't hurt you," the leader said.  "Not like we will
hurt him!"

As she stood frozen, the hammer smashed Chuck's foot again
and this time they let the chair fall.

"Stop, stop it, I'll do what you want just stop it," she
cried!

As she reached for the buttons on her blouse, she could feel
the heat of their eyes on her. She had never felt so
conscious of her body: the way her breasts moved as she took
off her bra and the jiggling of her stomach and ass as she
moved.  When she dropped her skirt, the sigh from the men
was like a roaring noise in her ears.  She kept her ass
pointed away from them as she rolled down her pantyhose and
panties.  Finally, she was naked in front of these
strangers; with goosebumps all over her body and wondering
what was next.

"Come over here," the leader said.  As she stood in front of
him, she shivered waiting for his hands to touch her.
Instead, he reached down to an ice chest she hadn't noticed
and pulled out a beer.  She jumped as he touched her breast
with the cold beer, but stood there with her eyes closed as
he explored her body with it.  Beth was aware of how her
nipples had gotten hard from the cold beer and as his hand
went between her legs, she thought about the stubble around
her pussy.

"Someone go grab the spread off the bed; we wouldn't want
any one to get rug burns, would we?"

As she stood there, the woman returned with the spread,
which threw on the floor in front of Chuck.  The other men
watched, as at the leader's nod, Beth walked over to the
spread and knelt on it naked in front of her husband.

"Sit him up and put him in the corner so he can have a good
look at her."

As the leader watched the three men surround her, Beth
realized that the men were all Black.  She had heard stories
but had never been with a Black man and wondered if the
stories were true.

The woman's laughing voice broke into her thoughts, "Those
stories aren't always true about Black men but it is sure is
about these.  Looking at these pictures, while there doesn't
seem to be much you haven't tried, this going to be like
Star Trek for you; these guys are going to go places no one
has never been!"

Beth stared as the men took off their clothes; she had been
with more men than she liked to think about, but none of
them had been built like these.  As she looked at them and
they looked at her, their cocks kept getting longer and
harder.  She looked at Chuck but he had his eyes closed.

"Look at me, you bastard!  If I'm going to save your ass,
you better see what I have to do for you!"

The leader said," Missy, make sure he pays attention to the
action."

The woman in the group walked over and placed her shoe on
Chuck's smashed foot until he opened his eyes.  "Pay
attention now, sweetie, we wouldn't want you to miss any of
the action."

As the first man approached, Beth heard the leader
say,"Check in the kitchen for some oil. We want to have a
really good time."

The man in front of her pulled her face to his cock and she
opened her mouth.  He was bigger than she expected and
tasted different from Chuck.  As she stroked and licked him,
she couldn't forget the others watching her.  She heard a
whimper from Chuck as the woman made sure he was looking at
her.  Beth could hear noises from the man in her mouth and
sucked him faster while thinking this might not be so
horrible.

Then with a jerk, her mouth was flooded with his cum, more
than any man had ever shot with her and she wondered if she
would drown before she could swallow it all.  As the man
stepped back, something cold hit her thigh: it was a bottle
of beer and she took a long drink.

Someone else pushed to her back and she saw his huge cock,
dark and shiny with oil approach her.  He just spread her
legs and pushed inside her.  He was much thicker than Chuck
and with every push; he stretched her as he went deeper and
deeper into her body. She looked at his face and was shocked
to see that he was calmly taking his time with her. She had
never a cock that big before and she was surprised to find
that she was getting excited.  He pulled her arms over her
head and bent to play with her nipples as his cock drilled
her to her core.  She realized she was moaning and that her
hips were moving to meet his.  She was so tight around him
that so could feel the head of his cock pulling in and out
of her.  Her eyes were squeezed shut tight and she groaned
softly as her climax hit; but he kept moving in her and it
was soon followed by a series of climaxes.  She became aware
that the man in her was breathing faster and when he jerked
in her with his climax, she could feel his juices splash
inside her.  With every jerk of his body and resulting
splash in her, she cried out.

She whimpered when he left her body and then remembered who
he was and why he had fucked her.  The men laughed at her
blush covering her body when she thought about how she had
cum and noises she had made in front of them.  Then the
third man was there and he pushed her to her knees and took
her from the back.  She was facing Chuck and knew he could
see her face as the man fucked her.  She felt the bounce of
her breasts with each of his thrusts as well as the sound of
his hips hitting hers.  She felt so obscene: her ass in the
air, held by those dark hands, her open mouth panting and
making noises as if the cock in her was pushing the air out
of her from deep inside.  The weight of her breasts pulled
her down and she laid her head down on the floor as that big
cock kept churning inside her, making her climax again and
again.

She knew she had been fucked, with a man she didn't know, in
front of her husband and fuck until she lost control.  She
shivered as the cock left her and appeared in front of her,
big and wet with her juices.  As she took him in her mouth,
the man said, "Don't swallow."  He quickly came and she held
his juice in her mouth until a voice said, "Go kiss your
husband."  Chuck tried to turn his head but pressure on his
foot made him face her and open his mouth for her kiss.  He
gagged as the cum poured from her mouth into his and Beth
watched as they made sure he swallowed it.

That seemed to call for a break and everyone had a beer.
Beth watched as the men stroked their cocks and realized
that her night wasn't over.  Soon they approached again,
this tine two at once, one in her mouth and the other in her
pussy.  It didn't take long for her to be whimpering and
crying out again, as the men used her.  And she was aware
that the woman of the group was giving the leader a blowjob
as he watched the action.

By the time the men were done this time, Beth knew she was
sweaty and sticky from the juices on her body.  But she was
grateful for the break and the cold beer.  As she drank, her
nipples and breasts felt bruised from all the handling and
her pussy felt like it would never close again.

Beth asked to go to the bathroom and the woman followed and
watched as she peed and wiped herself in another of this
string of humiliations.  She asked if she could take a quick
shower and was conscious of the woman watching her and
examining her naked body as she washed and dried herself.
Back in the family room, someone had turned the spread over
so the cleaner side was up and turned on some lights.  There
was an arena atmosphere that Beth didn't understand until
she heard a soft sound.  It was Missy taking off her
clothes!   Beth looked around but quickly realized no one
was going to save her.

Missy was wearing a teddy under her street clothes and for
the first time, Beth really looked at her.  Missy wasn't
that big but she had a hard edge about her that scared Beth
in a way the men didn't.  While she knew what to expect from
men, she had never been with a woman and had no idea of what
to expect.

"Make her play with herself," Missy said in a rough voice.

As Beth started touching herself, she aware of how sore and
bruised her body was.  Her nipples were tender from the men
playing with them and keeping them hard for so long. And her
pussy had never felt so open and used, the lips were so
sensitive it was as if all of the nerve endings had been
brought to the surface.  She felt naked in a way she hadn't
before: at least while they were fucking her there was
someone else there.  Now, she was the center of attention
and in the back of her mind was Missy and what would she
want. Her thoughts kept her from cuming: she couldn't stop
thinking about the people watching her, including Chuck who
had never seen her play with herself before.

Then Missy came to her still wearing the teddy and started
to kiss her.  Beth wanted to keep her mouth closed to the
probing tongue but a pinch of her sore nipple convinced her
to open her mouth.  The kiss was softer and more patient
than a man's was and as Missy pushed her, she lay down in
front of the men.  She kept her eyes closed as the woman's
mouth and hands explored her body and she was very aware of
where she was being touched.  Her nipples were as hard as
they had ever been when Missy finished with them. Beth just
lay there as the woman moved slowly down her body.  When
warm breath passed over her sore pussy, she sighed.  And as
the soft tongue began to probe and play with her, her eyes
opened wide then quickly closed again.  This time, rather
than rushing toward her, her climax seemed to slowly fill
her body and when it released, she screamed and jerked.  The
woman had no pity and kept her cuming for what seemed like
hours. Even after she stopped, Beth's body jerked with the
intensity of the after shocks.

As she came back to her senses, she realized that Missy was
now wearing some sort of sex toy.  Not as big as the men who
had taken her that day, but bigger than Chuck.  Beth could
feel her heart beating as Missy approached her.  She was so
wet and open that the toy just sank into her and Missy
started to fuck her with it.  It was a more demanding fuck
than the men because the woman know where and how to use the
toy in her.  And the toy felt different than a man, less
yielding, and less personal.  She let Missy raise her legs
over her shoulders as she probed inside her and then the toy
was gone.  It reappeared at her ass and she shook her head
as the slick, wet plastic toy pushed at her smallest
opening.  She blew out her breath and tried to relax as the
head of the toy entered her.  She was conscious of the men
watching the woman fuck her ass as she played with her clit
and to her surprise, she felt herself start to cum again.
It was a different release than before, more mental than
physical, but a release just the same.  This time as she lay
there afterwards, she felt used in a different way.  She had
just been used because some one could - not because they
wanted her or because of the pleasure she could give but
just because they could.  And finally her anger at Chuck
began to grow.

As the men prepared to go, she had to suck each one off
again.  By now, all of her openings were sore, if not
stretched.

She looked at the leader as the other men got dressed and
asked, "Did that pay the interest for a while?"

"For at least a week," he replied. 

She nodded, feeling her anger deep inside her.  

"Missy, can I buy that toy from you," Beth asked?

With a look at the leader, Missy nodded.  

"And one more thing, before you all go, would you tie Chuck
to the coffee table?  

The men tied Chuck as Missy showed Beth how to wear the toy.
And as they left the house the leader looked back to see
Chuck's head shaking no as Missy approached his ass wearing
the toy.

"Well, I don't think collections will be a problem here next
week," he said with a laugh that covered Chuck's moan.
 
    
