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The Game of Debts: The First Room (Fiction)

Ella felt the haze of the chloroform leave as she woke up in a foreign room. The walls were blank, and the single, steel clad door was missing a knob. In front of her stood a table with some clothing, neatly folded next to a large, pink dildo, standing tall with its suction cup etched to the metal of the table. Behind the table, etched into the wall, was a giant screen showing her in unflattering high definition as she woke up and crawled to her feet. In the right corner of the screen she could read the lines:

[Viewers: 10 348
Current debt: 5 000 000]

As she fought the fog clouding her mind, a voice echoed through the room.

“ALL DEBTS MUST BE PAID.”

She jumped at the loud, robotic voice, seemingly coming from all around her.

“W-what do you mean?” she asked hoarsely.

“THE FOLLY OF GREED CAN’T BE AVOIDED. ALL DEBTS MUST BE PAID.”

As the voice disappears, new lines of text appeared on the screen below the other two:
[Donations: 0
Current objectives:
Put on the clothes. Reward - 1 000$
Put in the tail. Reward - 4000$]

“What debt?!” she yelled out loud, but as she waited for an answer, moments from the last few months started to make a bit more sense. How her father had seemed distressed, almost jumpy. How the high quality of her familys’ lives had been unchanged even as her father entered his second year of unemployment. Why her dad never came home last night, before the doors were suddenly kicked open and masked men rushed in, zip ties and bags in hand as they threw her, her sister and mother to the floor and put some chloroformed fabric against her whimpering, struggling faces.

What had daddy put them in?

Even as more pieces of the puzzle started to click in her mind, her eyes wandered towards the table and the folded clothing on top of it. As she made her way over and went through them, it was abundantly clear what the purpose of the clothes were.

The white, thin shirt looked barely large enough for her to squeeze her breasts through, even if she left quite a few buttons open, and the striped skirt would not even cover the lower end of her buttocks. With the long, white stockings and matching sneakers, she would look like a skanky school girl as if taken from the fantasies of a pimple-addled hentai-addict.

And then it was the tail… her cheeks turned red as she followed the brown fur with her fingers until she touched the clear, metallic plug at its end. The design made it clear how it was supposed to be used, and her blush turned darker as she imagined putting… that… in her…

“Please,” she whispered. “Just let me go.”

“ALL DEBTS MUST BE PAID.” The booming voice made her squeal, and as she watched the viewers break the 11 000 mark, she realized there’s no room for negotiation.

She was completely trapped, 5 000 000 in debt and only one way of getting out.

Trapped in a haze, she lifted the shirt and folded it out in front of her. Knowing that there’s no escape, no hope of getting out with any type of negotiation outside of whatever she can offer with her young body, she gave in to the inevitable.

Trembling, mind almost numb, she started to peel off the upper part of the pajamas she wore as the abduction took place. Her face turned red as the pale skin of her breasts and shoulders exposed itself to the streaming camera. She hurried to cover her plump, nosy breasts with the blouse. It was a close to futile venture, as the fabric was just barely wide enough to fit her twins while pushing them close together in a kind of cleavage that would be unfitting for even the skimpiest Halloween-outfit.

The skirt stood next in turn. She avoided looking at the screen as the trousers fell to the floor, panties in tow as she quickly put her legs through the opening, unwittingly bending forward with her bare butt towards the camera as she pulled the skirt in place, face burning as she realized the view she just must have offered.

A bell rang as 1000 was reduced from the debt. At the same time, the number of viewers spiked just a tad, going to 13000 as she stood awkwardly in her skanky new outfit. A more quiet sound like that of an old cash register followed as a green “+500” appeared on the screen, raising the donation category by the same amount.

“Such a cute little slut. Can’t wait for her to show us how dirty and desperate she is!”
The comment appeared underneath the donation and disappeared a few seconds later.

Cha-Ching!

Another donation of 500 rolled through the screen, along with another comment:
“What a whore! Making me so hard to imagine her getting raped in every hole. Covered in cum, crying and squirming as a fat cock enters her ass!”

Her eyes grew wide watching the deranged comments, but soon it slowed down as if they’re all waiting for something. She also noticed how the donations didn't seem to affect her debt as it was still hovering at 4 999 000$.

And lastly, the tail. Elsa wasn’t well versed in the deeper echelons of pornographic culture, but even without a formal, theoretical background, she could still figure out the purpose of the oval shaped metal at the end of the brown fur. She had a little trouble figuring out the “why” of the whole invention, but the “how” and “where” was all too obvious.

It didn’t make the final step easier though

The gross comments from the screen flickered through her head as she picked up the furry, brown tail with trembling hands. The metal plug was cold to her touch and she winced as she used her fingers to measure the diameter of its widest part. How would that ever fit in her bum? The thickest (and only) object she’d ever squeezed through her behind was a pencil, and that had been while intoxicated by a wine bottle, stolen from her parents basement.

This… wasn't a pen, and if it were to fit inside her inexperienced, virgin asshole, it would need some preparation.

With thirteen thousand people watching, she held back the tears as she opened her mouth and put the cold metal between her lips. She watched herself on the screen as she sucked on the anal plug until it was close to body temperature. She then sat down, now unable to hold back the sobs as she spread her legs and moved the plug towards her puckered little hole. She tried to hide as much of her intimates as she could as she slowly spread out the saliva covering the plug over her asshole.

DONG!
[1000$ has been added to your debt as penalty for obstructing the view of your fans.]

The debt went back to an even 5 million and Ella whimpered in frustration. It wasn’t enough to humiliate her by forcing this stupid outfit and tail on her, but she would actually get punished for making a small attempt to keep a tiny shred of dignity?

“Fuck you,” she whispered, but raised her legs to the air and dragged the skirt upward, allowing the cam to catch every bit of her exposed pussy and ass. Whatever the price tag that came with the camera filming her was, it was certainly worth it since every detail of her clean shaven pussy, with her small, pink folds and tiny pearl was clear as day in the stream. And that meant that the glistening moisture that was spreading over her sex as she degraded herself in front of thousands of strangers, was as obvious for them as it was humiliating for Ella.

Cha-Ching!
(+250$)
[Anonymous: Look how wet she is…
She’s actually enjoying this, isn’t she? What a whore…]

Cha-Ching!
Cha-Ching!
Cha-Ching!
…

The donations flowed as water, each one accompanied by a degrading comment. The language made Ella blush, but even through it all, her folds started to pulsate and spread, opening up as a flower in sunlight.

She tried not to look at the screen as she pressed the wet metal against her puckered hole, feeling the sphincter struggle against the ever widening intruder. Her ass cried out in indignated protests of pain, and a tear ran down her cheek as her virgin bum was violated by her own hand.

Oh fuck… she thought, squirming through the bolts of pain as she forced her own ass to open wider and wider, to give room for the stupid, furry tail and completely mark her as a degraded little thing, void of dignity or principles.

“Ahhh!” She breathed as the last bit of metal slipped in place and her sphincter closed around the curvature, jamming it shut with a tight grip around the humiliating anal toy.

DING!
-3000$

The text hovered on the screen as she sat with her legs spread wide and the tail lodged in her inexperienced, puckered little asshole.

[Current debt: 4 996 000
Viewers: 18 000
Donations: 2500]
Cha-Ching!
Cha-Ching!
Cha-Ching!

More donations flowed through the screen, along with a myriad of vulgar and threatening comments. They ordered her to bend over and show her stuffed ass, to stick out her tongue and pant like a dog, to crawl on all fours and wag her tail, to rip off her socks and lick her toes, and dozens of all the more humiliating commands. And with the comments, money flowed. But the donations still didn't seem to affect her debt, as it lay steady just a few thousand below the 5 million mark.

“Current objectives:
Pleasure the toy with your mouth. Hands must be held together behind your back at all times. Reward based on performance: corresponding to 20% of donations offered during a period of ten minutes. Timer starts as your lips touch the toy.”

Cha-Ching!
Cha-Ching!
Cha-Ching!

“Donations: 10 250”

The pink dildo stood upright, latched to the table as the donations ebbed out once more, waiting for her next move. Ella stood frozen, caught in a wave of humiliation, fear, pain from the plug in her virgin bum, and indecisiveness. The rubber dildo wasn’t that much thinner than her arm, and she had never… done anything like this before. She watches herself on the giant screen, saw her cheeks turn dark red at the thought of getting down on her knees and lowering her mouth to the pink, rubber glans. The embarrassment actually hurt, making her almost dizzy. But the enormous number at the top of the screen wouldn’t fade from her consciousness, and she knew no help was coming. This was too intricately set up, too planned for any hope of rescue.

She didn’t have any choice.

As she fell down on her knees in front of the dildo, the screen split as another camera went online, this one with a view from behind her, showing her back with the tiny skirt resting atop of the furry tail, barely covering any of the soft skin of her little ass.

At the same time, the cam in front zoomed in, giving a clear view of her blushing face as it closed in on the pink dildo on the table.

She remembered the instructions and knit her fingers together behind her back. The pain from the plug in her ass forced a small gasp from her as she lowered her mouth towards the rubber tip. She was not a pornograpic connoisseur in any way, but some things were inescapable as a young girl growing up with a smartphone in hand. Therefore, she had a vague idea of what was expected of her.

She trembled as her lips softly kissed the glans, followed by a lick with her wet tongue. It felt strange, knowing thousands of people were watching her first stumbling attempts in the art of pleasure making, and even more strange considering her silly and humiliating outfit. The rubber surface got wet and slippery as she kept kissing it, following the template set by the few pornos she’d watched.

Some donations ticked in, but nothing spectacular and after a minute she realized she’d have to turn it up a notch.

Her lips closed around the rubbery tip, moving down to fill her mouth. The foreign feeling of having her mouth filled by a dildo made the movement hesitant and she realized she must truly look like a fumbling amateur. Of course, that was exactly what she was.

Not that the viewers seemed to mind.

Cha-Ching!
(+1000)
[Anonymous: Now we’re talking. Fill that whore mouth. I’ll tell you what, if you manage to touch the table with your nose as you throat that cock, I’ll donate 10 000$.]

Ella winced. Touch the table with her nose? She’d barely managed to swallow the tip… that would force her to take it all the way down her… well, throat, just as he’d said. Was that even possible?

She looked at the timer. Seven minutes left before her reward would lock in, and she’d only managed to gather 1700$. 20% of that would barely make a dent in the debt…

Fucking sick bastards…

She pushed deeper, and immediately felt tears forming as the glans closed in on her tonsils. After a few seconds, she was forced to let go of the dildo and catch her breath.

She sobbed, sight bleary from the tears. Through the fog, she saw the seconds tick down the timer. 6:30 minutes left. She had no time to rest, despite the tears and storming shame as she degraded herself for the pleasure of some filthy strangers. All she could hope was that no one she knew would ever see how low she had sunk. Especially not her parents…

Oh god, please mom, forgive me for this.

And with the tail sticking out her ass, her minimal skirt resting against it, exposing every inch of her pale bum, and with the tight blouse pushing her breasts together in a cleavage which left nothing to fantasy, she once more took the pink dildo in her inexperienced little mouth.
***

The Game Master watched the girl struggle with the toy, her face turning red as she through pure willpower made her way down the pink shaft.

She had started the assignment with a weak imitation of a pornstar, and a meek, sensual one at that, licking and kissing the dildo as if it were a lover.
That wasn’t what her viewers were looking for, which they’d luckily made clear almost immediately. Now she was getting closer to where they wanted the newly minted puppygirl to be - pathetic and desperate with her face covered in tears and spit. The only proper look for a bratty little daddy’s girl like her.

The Game Master turned his attention to his other screen, switching the sound to match.

“O-oink! Oink!” The mother of the family was doing her best to adopt her new role as a stupid fuckpig. Her large tits bounced as she straddled the dark, muscled thighs of the masked stranger pumping his cock deep inside her pussy.

“Ah… oink oink oink!” She moaned beneath the plastic pig nose that was fastened to her face with a pink leather strap. An equally pink, curly pigtail was lodged between her full ass-cheeks, wagging up and down as she got plowed by the 10 inch, black cock.

She had been the first of the trio to let go of her pride, crawling and oinking within minutes after the facts had been made clear. Maybe it was the implied threat towards her daughters that had spurred her into quick action, but that hadn’t stopped her from sobbing from shame as she stripped the clothes from her full body, revealing a pair of surgically enhanced tits and a cleanly shaven pussy, along with the fit, but mature, body expected of a trophy wife nearing her middle years.

She certainly wasn’t unfamiliar with having her ass stuffed, considering how quickly she’d been able to put the curly tail in place, her sphinx barely protesting as she’d pushed on the plug with her face burning.

She was a gorgeous woman, leagues beyond her pudgy, meek husband. The Game Master imagined that her current situation of having to dress and act as a pig while getting plowed by an unfamiliar man was only slightly less humiliating than feeling her husbands sweaty, bloated belly slap against her brow as he thrust his semi erect cock in her mouth before emptying his balls on her tongue a few minutes later.

However, considering the not so subtly racist remarks on her Facebook-page, the fact that it was a black cock currently drilling her might make it slightly more humiliating.

Especially as a second, equally black cock, suddenly appeared in front of her face, interrupting her shame-colored oinks in order to force itself down her throat without any attention to her desperate gagging or flapping arms as her eyes grew wide and mascara started running.

“Gluck-gluck-gluck-gluck-gluck-gluck-gluck-“

Soon her arms were held hard in place against her back by the one fucking her cunt, as the other flung her face back and forth over his giant, fist-wide pole.

Seeing that the mother’s situation seemed to be going along just fine, the Game Master switched to the other sister.

The eighteen year old girl was currently laying on her back, her legs spread wide and bare feet in the air as she rubbed her shiny, tiny clit with two fingers, her breathing hard of pain and involuntary pleasure as the kitten tail shifted in her tight, virgin ass by the circular motions of her fingers and tiny hip thrusts.

“Meow…” she whispered, eyes half closed but cheeks crimson as signals of shame, pain and pleasure were intermixed in a confusing mesh, making her churn and moan as her glistening pussy opened wide in front of the cameras.

Her pretty feet, with the toenails painted bright yellow, shook as the masturbating fingers brought her closer to orgasm, and the Game Master took the opportunity to pander to the feet lovers among his clients.

[New objective: Clean kitten.
A good kitty is a clean kitty. Use your tongue as it’s meant to be used. Lick and suck on your toes as you pleasure yourself.
-1000$
Bonus: keep all of your five toes in your mouth as you climax.
-2000$]

The Game Master sent out the assignment and watched the blush grow wider as the girl read it. Still, it didn’t take long before she bent her bare leg back and used her free hand to force her bare little foot towards her lips, meeting it with a tentative lick of her tongue.

As the donations started to pick up pace, she turned more brazen and was soon turning her toes wet with her lips, all while managing to look innocently embarrassed. Which certainly wasn’t an act.

The Game Master switched back to the older sister. The twenty year old had made good progress with her deepthroat-training. She was now able to push herself more than halfway down the dildo’s shaft, at the small cost of a few loud gags and some dripping strings of saliva.
The appearance of her face had gone through quite the change in the few minutes he’d had his attention to the other pets. It was no longer the clear, cute face of a bratty daddy’s princess. Now, it was red as wine behind a thick layer of tears, spit and smeared out makeup. Every breath took the form of deep gasps as she gathered strength for another push down the pink cock, hoping to gain yet another inch in her mission to fill her throat and reach the table with her petite little nose. She cried and sobbed through the gasps, but never for longer than it took to fill her lungs, before bending forward yet again, hands locked behind her back, trading air for rubber and gasps for gags.

She was a fighter, the Game Master thought. She’d make an excellent plaything for the rich degenerates making up his clientele. As long as she was properly trained.

With about two minutes left before the timer would run out, the Game Master added another directive to the objective.

***

Ella couldn’t stop the sobs. She couldn’t wipe her face clear of the messy layer of tears and spit gathered the last few minutes. She couldn’t process the enormous amount of humiliation that was burning through her entire person as she pathetically kept pushing the dildo down her throat, hoping and praying that it would be enough. Two other viewers had joined the offer of donating 10 000$ if she succeeded in reaching the table with her nose, and other donations kept coming as she fell deeper and deeper down her pit of shame and turned more and more pathetic. She’d realized that’s what they wanted: to see her struggle, to see her humiliated and broken. To watch her lose all dignity as she turned into a spit covered, crying, wailing toy of theirs.

And she was giving them what they wanted. Not because she was playing along, but because she was forced to. How would she ever get out of here if she didn’t?

(Time left: 02:00
Donations: 22 000$)
[New objective: Good doggy!
You’ve proven yourself a dedicated little puppy. Good girl! Good girl! Show your appreciation for your trainers by barking between your attempts.
Reward: 100$ for every bark. (Max 300$ will be rewarded per time)
Bonus: Pant loudly with your tongue out between the barks.
100$ per time)

“B-bark like a dog?” Ella whispered through a sore throat. “No p-please, don’t make me…” She sobbed, knowing that it was pointless to argue. It was a voluntary objective after all. She didn’t have to do it…

But when she a few seconds later released the dildo with her lips and gasped for air, she still stuck out her tongue, feeling the spit drip down the cleavage of her blouse as she panted like a subjugated little puppy.

“Woof! Woof! Woof!” She yipped, panted once more for good measure and pressed herself down the wet dildo.

The humiliation was unbearable, but why oh why couldn’t her fucking pussy stop throbbing???

***

“Good girl,” the Game Master said as he watched the puppy take yet another step in the right direction.

He glanced at the screen with the mother and had to turn on the sound as he saw what was about to transpire.

“Oink! Oink! Oink!” The mature, suntanned trophy wife was standing on her knees with her curly tail dangling from her wagging ass, cupping her large plastic tits and croaking like a pig as the two black men jerked their cocks above her.

“Oink! Oink! Oi-“ Her croak was interrupted as two massive projectiles of warm jizz hit her face, turning it sticky white as load after load kept hitting her body. Lips, cheeks, neck and of course her bimbo tits were all drenched in the cum, but she was a whore by nature and knew to keep oinking through it all.

When the last load had hit her, she even voluntarily started cleaning her tits with her tongue, transferring the cum to her mouth without losing a beat.

She didn’t even try to resist when her face was forced to the floor to lick it clean of the drops that had managed to escape her breasts.

At the same time, the younger sister was rubbing a soaking pussy while intently making out with her own, sloppy toes. She stuck her tongue between them, licked and sucked, even spit in them before smearing it out over her cute face, obviously lost in arousal as two fingers went inside her cunt and started fucking it without abandon.

Suddenly, her eyes rolled back as her body started to spasm. She forced the foot, all five toes, in her small mouth as the orgasm shot through her in violent waves, making her squirm and moan through her stuffed lips.

And, as if some familial bond were leading them forward together, the older sister gave out a few final, desperate barks before practically throwing herself over the dildo, ten seconds left in the clock.
She gagged and sobbed and wailed, but inched all the closer to the table until finally… her nose touched the table surface.

She released the pink cock, relief visible even through the ruined face.

“Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof!” She barked and panted with her wet tongue out, skipping on her knees very much like an excited puppy. She might have been doing it to try and score some extra donations at the last second, but it genuinely looked like excitement… which was underscored by the sudden blush, making it seem as if she’d actually just gone deeper in her puppy role than she’d expected.

And with that, all three of them had finished the first room. They had done well, even though the debt had barely been dented. Of course, there would be plenty of opportunities coming, some of them quite more lucrative than these first rooms.

The Game Master watched the mother for a few moments. She had been quite the natural, obviously not unfamiliar with humiliating herself for money. She might already be ready for one of the more lucrative rooms. His hand hovered over the buttons that would determine her next room and hovered over one depicting a large, red cock with a wide knot by the lower end of the shaft. Should he?

***

Walter struggled against the rope as the naked, collared slave girl licked his balls and the other slave girl slowly jerked his cock with infuriatingly slow and soft motions. They’d been doing that all through the first room as he watched his family get humiliated and violated on the giant screens in front of him.

There was no way for him to fight his binds, to get loose, but even so he couldn’t stop trying. A gorgeous woman, dressed in a long dress, sat on a chair aimed towards him. Her legs were resting on the armrests, exposing a perfectly trimmed, glistening pussy that she was stroking softly while looking at him with amused eyes. “What do you think, Walter? Three rooms? Five? How much of my pets’ teasing tongues and hands can you withstand? How long will it take before you are ready to do anything to feel that sweet release? How long until you’re ready to fuck your cute, innocent daughters?”