[Fiction] Working Off A Debt

[yournaughtydaddy]

Love this story! Please keep it up :-) When can we expect the next installment?

[Shadowice]

Very nice story I cant wait to see how it turns out!

[selfbondageslave]

a great story .keeep updating

[InFiniEtQ]

Chapter 7: Breaking Ground

The staff member had already begun walking away, quickly moving through the halls. Rachel glanced at Karen. Karen smiled at her and then gestured towards the door. “Well you’d better get moving or you’re going to get quite a dreadful shock,” Karen laughed. Rachel rushed to the door and after the staff member.

“You should be quicker in listening to staff, or you’ll quickly find yourself in serious trouble,” the staff member said as Rachel finally caught up with her.

“I’m sorry,” said Rachel trying to sound sorrier than she felt. She knew that the staff member had done that on purpose, that they all did that on purpose. Rachel bet they would love it if she ever did get too far away. She still wasn’t entirely sure what would happen, but she knew she wouldn’t like it.

They continued walking through hallway after hallway after hallway. They passed windows, but the windows were never to the outdoors; on the other side there were always rooms, and people. Rachel tried to figure out what was in them, but they moved so fast she could almost never see anything before they already passed by. Occasionally she would catch a glimpse of a man, or a woman. Once she thought she saw a woman strapped to a table, another she thought she saw several men standing over a woman. She was never sure though.

Rachel’s legs started to ache from the brisk pace. She was still recovering from all she had been through today. From the previous task, to her bath, she had experienced things today she could never have imagined. She tried to keep her thoughts away from the upcoming task. It was sure to be unpleasant and she wasn’t sure if she’d be strong enough to take any more.

Abruptly the staff member stopped at a door. Her face molding into a smile. “Here we are dearie, now remember to do what you’re told,” she said in a syrupy sweet voice. “Now, since we staff members care about our employees very much I’m going to give you a bit of advice.” Rachel looked up at the staff member surprised. None of the others had really told her anything. “Touch yourself,” the staff member said, continuing to smile. She gestured towards the door prompting Rachel to enter. Rachel walked through the doorway and stopped just inside the room. What could the staff member have possibly meant? The door closed loudly behind her.

She glanced around the room. It was another pure white room. And there was another hole on the other side of the room. Rachel’s breath quickened. She was going to have to do the first task again! Except… except it wasn’t quite right. There was something different this time. The wall around the hole wasn’t flat. It was indented. It reminded Rachel of the kind of cheap plastic chairs that were sort of molded for a person’s behind. In fact that’s exactly what it looked like. It was molded for someone’s butt, and in the center, close to the top, was the hole.

Rachel knew what it was meant for now. Looking around the room she noticed an LCD Display next to the door she had just come through. Lit up on the display was simply “MOVE INTO POSITION 10” Though the words were very vague, Rachel knew what it must mean. On the floor next to this hole were pads, similar to the pads in front of the hole for task 1, but much longer.

Rachel moved to the hole and got onto her hands and knees. She knew this could be leading to only one thing. This was what Karen had meant when she said she was trying to prepare her last night. Remembering the pain she had felt last night only made her feel more nervous. She was shaking, unable to keep herself still.

Slowly, she backed up onto the pads until her butt was firmly placed over the hole and into the indentation in the wall. She could still read the LCD Display. The text had changed. It now read “DO NOT MOVE.” “AH!” Rachel screamed. Some kind of cold spray had come on and was spraying her butt, specifically her asshole. Involuntarily Rachel leaned forward trying to move away. Immediately she felt a sharp pain course through her skull like someone had hit her with an iron directly on her head.

Unable to stand the pain Rachel pushed her butt backwards back into the indentation, again lining up with the hole. The pain stopped as quickly as it had started and she almost collapsed. But she knew she couldn’t fall over. Doing so would bring on another wave of pain, another wave she was sure she wouldn’t be able to cope with.

The spray stopped, leaving Rachel soaked with something thick and very gooey. It must be lube she thought to herself. At least it won’t hurt as much. And with that thought, she felt it. Something had come through the hole and slowly pushed up against her anus. It was a penis she figured. It must be, it certainly felt very different than her limited contact with dildos and vibrators. Yesterday when a penis had come through the hole, it had been soft and small. This one was not. She could feel it, entirely stiff up against her.

Slowly the pressure began to build, the man was pushing forwards. Rachel could feel it, the tip starting to widen the opening to her asshole. It was like the butt plug had been, except this felt different. It was probably about as wide as the plug, but she knew it would be so much longer. After just a few more seconds the tip was inside her.

As the man pushed forwards she could feel her butt began to lift away from the wall. She knew she couldn’t let it leave the wall without pain from the collar, so she would have to push back. But pushing back would be pushing the penis further into herself, driving it deeper. Left with no option, she began to push back.

The tip had been the hard part, now the rest of it was quickly sliding into her, aided significantly by the lube. In a moment it was deeper than the butt plug had been. She had felt full with the butt plug, now she felt something much more.

As it continued to bore deeper and deeper into her, the pain came down on her in waves. Karen’s actions undoubtedly helped Rachel, but it was insufficient. It seemed to go on forever and ever going deeper and deeper. She wasn’t sure how she would remain pushed up against the wall. Then the staff member’s voice came back to her “Touch yourself,” the staff member had said.

At this point she had nothing to lose by trying, and with the pain she was willing to try anything. She eased her shoulders onto the floor moving one of her arms in between her legs. Rachel began to run slow circles, gently stimulating her clit. As she began this motion, the penis within her finally stopped, at least six inches into her.

She tried to block the pain out, she concentrated on her hand’s motions. She felt aroused, the pain dulling as hormones pumped through her. Rachel could feel the object within her slowly withdrawing. It continued until only the tip remained, and then back into her. Now moving faster, the pain was back. But it was less, her arousal was having a strange effect. What had been just pain was now more. As she was anally penetrated she felt a new pleasure. Pleasure blossomed from the motions of her hand and was enhanced by the penis once again buried within her.

She began penetrating her vagina with her hands; she used at first one finger, and then two. She moved it faster and faster, matching pace with the man’s penis as the movements also increased in pace. It pushed into her with such force she had to brace herself against the ground, pushing herself backwards onto the wall and deepening the penetration.

Resting hers shoulders fully on the ground Rachel began to use her other hand to massage her own breasts. It felt good for them to be touched, for them to be pinched. She couldn’t believe this was happening. She was being fucked in the ass and she was enjoying it. The pain was still there, but it was drowned in a sea of pleasure. Each thrust pushing deep inside her and sending more pleasure racing through her.

The man’s thrusts reached a crescendo and suddenly stopped. She could feel his penis jerking around within her and he came inside her. She couldn’t believe what had just happened. And even more surprising, Rachel found herself wanting more. After all, she hadn’t came yet. She understood now what Karen had meant, how the guys didn’t care about the girl’s pleasure.

She continued touching herself, closing her eyes trying to shut out what instructions the LCD display was sure to have on it. The penis slid out of her. Having become soft and shrinking, it retreated into the hole it came from as its owner stepped away from the wall. Rachel moved her second hand and placed her index finger in her now empty asshole hoping to finish herself.

The door swung open. “My my, aren’t you enthusiastic,” the staff member said smiling at Rachel’s compromising position. Rachel tried to cover herself, hide what she was doing, but she knew it was too late. “You must come now,” reminded the staff member as she turned around and walked into the hallway.

Rachel stood up feeling deeply embarrassed, but also disappointed. She had been so close to reaching her own orgasm. She couldn’t believe she’d continued even after she could stop, but she couldn’t believe she’d been forced to stop.

“Shit!” Rachel cried as she doubled over. During the task the pleasure had protected her, softened the pain. Now she was hit by the full measure of what she’d done. She’d let a very large object enter her in a hole not designed to accommodate such an object and her body was exacting its price on her now.

For once, a staff member actually stopped. “Get up, it’s a long walk and if I have to carry you, you will certainly regret it,” the staff member warned. Rachel slowly picked herself back up, the pain strong but dull and bearable. She started to walk awkwardly following the staff member as she began to lead Rachel back to her living quarters.

If the walk there had been long the walk back was a cosmic age. Every step brought a pang of pain; still, she moved as fast as she could, not wanting to fall behind. By the time they reached her room Rachel had started to begun wondering how bad things could possibly get if the staff member did carry her. Yet she had made it on her own two feet. She moved into the room and the door closed behind her.

As soon as the door closed, Rachel hit the floor. She needed a moment to recover. Just a moment and then she knew what she had to do. She had to bring back the pleasure. Not only would it once again help mask her pain, but it would satisfy a need her last task had awoken. Pushing herself up, she moved over to the couch and grabbed the nearby remote. It was time to find out exactly what was on TV, her other hand resting between her legs, prepared.

Author's Note: Once again I appreciate constructive criticism. If anyone finds any technical (such as a spelling mistake) or creative errors (plot hole) please let me know and I will do my best to address them in any way I can.

I have one or two more chapters planned out so far (I plan as I go), but as I've mentioned in the past I may incorporate ideas offered if I find them particularly interesting. Please feel free to at least make suggestions, though I can never offer any guarantee on whether or not they will be used. In fact I can't even get my own story lines straight sometimes. I intended for this chapter to contain another event, but this single event ended up being ~1900 words so I thought it best to make the next event another chapter.

Originally Posted by kmacroxs

This is a great story and you are a great writer. The only issue I can see is grammar. Please continue writing.

I appreciate your constructive criticism, but I'm afraid I'm going to need more specific details to address your concerns.
Are there any particular mistake or mistakes you see me making repetitively? If there are please provide a few examples so I can analyze the mistakes and correct them in past/future writings. To help me adequately fix any mistakes you find please help me by quoting one or more examples of the mistake, and providing a short description about what makes that example incorrect English. (Even a name of the error such as "comma splice" or "run on sentence" would be more than enough)

Thank you

[ASR]

Amazing story keep writing

[Dareholic]

Interesting...........

[liefsub70]

Thanks so much for this new chapter. I'm lovin' it!!

[LovePINK]

I'm loving this story! Thank you so much and keep up the good work

[MisterDare]

Come on please continue, I hate being left to hang.

[Slenderman - Doctor]

I read all of this last night whilst in bed. Such a good read! I was a little bit unsure regarding the intro (it seemed a bit fast) but I'm more than fine with it since it only provided as a quick way to get to the main story. And since you've introduced high stakes (the amount of money she has to earn, etc.), the main story can just run and run and run.

Was also worried it may become a little repetitive, but you've kept surprising me so far with the different tasks and rooms. It's reminding me, in one sense, of a BDSM Big Brother. And even though it's clearly all fantasy (ie. this would never happen in our world), it all feels real and naturalistic - so well done on that.

Can't wait to read more

PS: These are your first posts on getDare too... great way to start! I hope you consider giving dares and such elsewhere on the forum. As much as I love the story, it'd be a shame not to use your creativity elsewhere too.

[InFiniEtQ]

Chapter 8: TV Time

As Rachel picked up the remote she felt an odd sensation in her butt. She still felt an aching pain, but this was something else. Then it occurred to her, during the task that felt like ages ago to her, though surely it had been just a few minutes, a man had cum inside her. Now it was going to begin coming out of her. She ran to the bathroom to cleanup. She wasn’t sure what Karen would do if she came back and there was cum all over the couch, but the room was clean before and she was sure Karen wanted to keep it that way.

She washed herself out using one of the many nozzles in the shower. She could feel the water gently caressing her, soothing her. Rachel cleaned up and moved back to the TV. She was ready to find out what was on.

She picked up the remote again and before she’d had a chance to press any buttons the TV came to life. “Welcome… Please wait while we determine your identity,” the TV displayed in white text on a black background. Strange, it wants to figure out my identity? Rachel was somewhat confused. Why would a TV need to know who held the remote? After all a TV is a TV. After a few seconds of thinking the message changed to “Welcome Rachel…” and then faded to a home screen. Rachel recognized the guide. It looked exactly like her home DVR system. It showed that she had no recorded episodes and was not set to record any series currently.

“Well, at least we have quality TV services,” Rachel mused to herself. She decided to see what was on and hopefully find some of that porn Karen had mentioned. Rachel had never done porn before; well, she’d seen it, but she’d never used it to masturbate before. Still, she figured if it was ever worth a try it was worth a try now. She was extremely turned on and she could still feel a painful ache from her previous task.

Rachel pressed the Guide button on the remote expecting to see some familiar channels, or at the very least, some familiar shows. Instead, she was greeted with a long list of unlabeled channel numbers. Each channel started with a “T” followed by a number. Stranger still, the names of the shows running on each channel were not names of shows. They were names of people. “That’s odd…” Rachel muttered as she selected channel T175 at random.

A popup filled the screen, “This channel is unavailable to you at this time, please try again later.” Confused, Rachel selected another channel at random, this time trying T33. Again the same message filled her screen. “This is ridiculous. What’s the point of a TV if we don’t even get any channels?”

She decided to give it one more try. She scrolled all the way to the top of the list to channel T1. “If this doesn’t work, then we really must not get any channels. So much for trying porn I suppose.” Rachel pressed enter on the remote expecting the message to make yet another appearance. Instead the screen came alive with some kind of video. The video was extremely crisp and yet it took several seconds for Rachel to process what she was seeing.

There was a girl, or a young woman rather, about Rachel’s age. She was kneeling in front of a wall. Her head was bobbing up and down, her hands holding something coming from the wall. And with that, Rachel understood. She understood what she was watching, and she understood the channels.

She was watching Task 1. The names in the guide were the names of women like her, doing the tasks they were given or they had chosen. This meant not only were the employees always on camera, everyone in the whole building could watch any time they wanted! Rachel’s face flushed with red, her hands flew to cover herself. She hadn’t seen any channels that weren’t tasks, but she couldn’t shake the embarrassment. Everything she’d done so far, every second of giving a blowjob, of being stimulated, of dick forced into her ass, had all been recorded, had all been watched. And she knew it didn’t end here. Rachel was certain that FemProduct Co. exported the video. After all they did everything for money, surely they would sell the videos too.

Filled with suspicion, she closed her legs and drew her clothes around her so as to hide herself as best as possible. She looked around the room, looked over the flat ceiling, the counter, and the walls. Rachel didn’t see any cameras. She hadn’t really seen any cameras in the other rooms either, but she hadn’t been checking really. She just assumed what she had done was in privacy, but know she knew that wasn’t the case.

Relaxing a little she turned her attention back to the TV. She was still very horny despite it all and she had a theory about the channels she couldn’t access. To confirm her suspicions Rachel brought up the guide again and selected channel T3. Again Rachel could see a girl in a white room. She was pressed up against a wall. Like the other this girl was on her hands and knees, but unlike the other, she was backed up against the wall. Her face was creased with pain and pleasure. She was using one of her hands to roughly massage one of her breasts, the other holding her up just barely. From the vantage point of the camera Rachel could see that there was a gap between the girl’s asshole and the hole in the wall. And in this gap Rachel could see a man’s penis moving quickly in and out.

Rachel watched mesmerized. She had just been through this, and now she was watching others endure what she had just survived. She wondered if she was watching that girl’s first time, fifth time, or even fiftieth time. There was no way to know. She was rocking back and forth as the penis went deep inside her. Rachel could see the man was close. At the last second he pulled back and arched himself up, As he came it squirted all over the girl’s bottom and some of it went up onto her backside. Rachel was surprised, as that hadn’t happened to her she hadn’t expected it. As the girl tried in vain to clean up, Rachel snapped back to reality.

She pressed the guide button again, back to testing her theory. She moved one channel down and pressed enter. Once again she saw the familiar message that this channel wasn’t yet available. Rachel was certain she understood now. It would only show her channels of tasks she had already done herself. She bet when she did more tasks she would be able to see more channels.

With that confirmed, she had another thought. Her DVR at home could record and show listings for series. After a few seconds of searching she found a series option. A few agonizing seconds later as she worked to type her full name in with the remote a listing appeared. She could see the tasks in order. Dozens of tasks were in the listing. Except, strangely there were no tasks scheduled for tomorrow, and the day after showed only a single entry labeled “Social.”

Rachel used the remote to select the “Social” entry. While her name wasn’t in the title like the others, a long list of names were in the description, hers included. She wasn’t sure what that meant, but she knew at least one new thing. She had no task tomorrow.

Satisfied that she had figured out all the TV had to offer, Rachel knew it was time to do what she’d wanted to do since she started the TV. It was time to get release at least one more time today. She spread her legs apart, still wary about cameras, but convinced the room at least was safe. After a few seconds of thought Rachel decided it would simply be easier without clothes. She removed her clothing in two swift movements. She placed the clothing beneath her, to provide a nicer feeling on her bare bottom and to absorb any fluids she would soon be producing.

She knew she only had three channels, but she had a wide screen TV so she figured she’d take advantage of it. After a few moments of fruitless button pressing on the remote, she discovered the feature she was looking for. A few more button presses and she could see all three channels T1, T2 and T3 on a single screen. Even though the screen was split into thirds all three were still very visible.

On T1 Rachel could see a girl moving her head forwards and backwards very quickly. She could tell the girl’s tongue was very busy. Clearly she had experience. On the second channel another girl was playing with her nipples. Her breasts fully exposed to a group of guys who were pushing down hard on the button controlling the vibrator within her. They stimulated her as she stimulated herself. On the third channel a girl was vigorously stroking the outside of her vagina as a cock was slamming into her ass.

Rachel watched all of them at once, taking in the sight as well as the mixed sounds of all three. She remembered when each of those things had been done to her, one of which only half an hour ago. She felt the feelings she had felt then wash over her again as they washed over the women on the screen.

She spread her legs as wide as she could and reached down feeling her already dripping wet slit. With one hand she began to penetrate her vagina; with the other hand she began to massage her clit. She wanted to close her eyes, but she couldn’t. She was glued to the screen, to the three women each in the throes of pleasure.

The woman doing task 2 was the first to go. Much to the pleasure of the men controlling this woman’s pleasure, she arched her back and moaned loudly as she came. A flood of liquids coated the vibrator strapped to her and she sagged backwards clearly exhausted.

Then the woman from the third task was done. She came as the man inside her came. Rachel felt a pang of jealousy, but it was quickly gone. The woman collapsed forwards, the cock sliding out of her, one last squirt of cum landing squarely on her back. Finally the woman in task 1 began a swallowing motion as her mouth filled with cum, her task complete.

Rachel watched all this and could contain it no longer. When she started she had been penetrating herself with only her middle finger. Now she was using two fingers and she was pushing them in as far as they would go as fast as she could. Her hands drenched in her own fluids. For yet another time that day, Rachel came, immediately soaking her clothes. She reveled in the pleasure, and the experience of what she’d just done. Satisfied, she let her head roll back, and let her arms fall back to her sides.

As the horniness drained from her, so did her energy. The weight of everything she’d done that day started to come crashing down on her. She’d exposed herself to men, women, and countless others. She’d been forced to use a dildo in a shower, she’d had her ass violated, and now she’d just masturbated to other girls doing the same stuff. She felt a soreness in her entire body. She had pushed muscles she’d never really used before much further than ever before. The pain she’d felt in her butt had come back with a vengeance. She felt exhaustion crashing over her.

Rachel’s vision began to become black around the edges. She knew she was about to pass out. Frantically she tried to move, tried to stave off the darkness, but it was too late. Her last thought was of what Karen would think of her and do to her when Karen found her like this. She was still naked and covered in her own juices. With that thought, Rachel lost consciousness completely.

Author's Note:

Originally Posted by Doctor

I read all of this last night whilst in bed. Such a good read! I was a little bit unsure regarding the intro (it seemed a bit fast) but I'm more than fine with it since it only provided as a quick way to get to the main story. And since you've introduced high stakes (the amount of money she has to earn, etc.), the main story can just run and run and run.

Was also worried it may become a little repetitive, but you've kept surprising me so far with the different tasks and rooms. It's reminding me, in one sense, of a BDSM Big Brother. And even though it's clearly all fantasy (ie. this would never happen in our world), it all feels real and naturalistic - so well done on that.

Can't wait to read more

PS: These are your first posts on getDare too... great way to start! I hope you consider giving dares and such elsewhere on the forum. As much as I love the story, it'd be a shame not to use your creativity elsewhere too.

Hmm you're right. My intro, in respect to my other chapters, is extremely tiny. Especially considering my last chapter was a full 2,000 words. To be honest I was unsure what sort of response I would get. I didn't want to bore people who would otherwise like the story, so I made it very fast.

As for the story running on and on, I honestly expect I've put a bit too high of a bar there for myself. I won't complete the entirety of Rachel's stay in real time as it were. Especially since two days of "real time" have passed and I'm 13,146 words in. Still as long as I have ideas I will make chapters and I fully intend to tie the story off when I run out. I won't leave it unfinished.

As for the realism, I'm trying to go for a fair degree of it. A sort of semi-futuristic society with significantly looser ethics/rules. The big brother feel may or may not continue. Unless I'm mistaken this chapter probably enhances that feeling though. I'm not sure what theme this story will ultimately fall under. Right now I select tasks and events that seem to work together, or follow at least semi-logically. Any detectable theme is probably the result of my own biases causing me to lean a particular direction. Still we'll see as time goes on.

To address your final note, I've read this site for quite a while and I always felt I could write my own story if I wished. I finally got the motivation to try it . As for giving dares, I'm not as sure about that. Haha, I'll consider it.

[kmacroxs]

Originally Posted by InFiniEtQ

I appreciate your constructive criticism, but I'm afraid I'm going to need more specific details to address your concerns.
Are there any particular mistake or mistakes you see me making repetitively? If there are please provide a few examples so I can analyze the mistakes and correct them in past/future writings. To help me adequately fix any mistakes you find please help me by quoting one or more examples of the mistake, and providing a short description about what makes that example incorrect English. (Even a name of the error such as "comma splice" or "run on sentence" would be more than enough)

Thank you

It's mostly punctuation and a bit of spelling. It doesn't draw away from the story really. You seem to have gotten better with fixing most of it by yourself. If you'd like an editor, I'd be perfectly willing to be your editor. Also, I've seen professional writers with some errors in their books so nobody's perfect. The errors are few and far between. The only reason I noticed them is because I've kinda trained myself to do so.

[Dareholic]

Nice chapter, please continue.

[MisterDare]

This is a great story.

[TheMan321]

i cant wait for the next one