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@BEGIN_FILE_ID.DIZ
 Servicing the Debt
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There was a certain humor to my situation.  Sometimes it seems
when things start to go wrong, everything goes wrong.  As I
watched the repossession company tow my car away I just shook my
head and thought to myself "Well, its official now, I am totally
fucked!".  Three weeks ago my longtime girlfriend announced to me
that she felt our relationship was just "too superficial" and
unceremoniously dumped me.  Two months prior to that I had lost
my job as a graphics artist and even though I had been looking
every day for work, I was still unemployed.  Slowly but surely my
money had run out.  Already I was three months behind in my rent
and now, no car!  Without a car, how in the hell was I going to
find a job.  Without a job, how was I going to get back my car!
Without a car or a job how was I going to find another woman?
Yes, I was fucked big now.  Well, I said to myself with a certain
Scarlett O'hara logic, I will think about that tomorrow.

As I walked up the stairs of the house I boarded in, I prayed
Gina would not see me.  Gina, the owner of the house, had been
prying me for the back rent every day.  If I could just stall a
little while longer, maybe something would come up, I
optimistically thought.  As I walked up the stairs I ran into
Victoria and Samantha, the other two tenants in the house.  As
usual, they politely said hello and coolly went about their
business.  When I first moved in, I imagined all sorts of
erotic possibilities.  One guy living in a big old house with
three attractive women, I thought for sure something sexual
would turn up eventually.  Well, two years had passed since I
moved in and the only erotic incident I had to report was
"accidently" walking in on Gina as she was showering one morning.
Boy was she pissed that day.  I opened the door to my room and
began to drink the last six pack of beer I had in my little
refrigerator.  Drinking may not be the answer, but it sure did
get my mind off of my troubles for a while.  As had become a sad
nightly ritual I dozed off into a drunken stupor.

The next morning I was abruptly awakened to the sound of pounding
on my bedroom door.  "BOB!" Gina yelled "This is Gina, I want to
know what you are going to do about your back rent TODAY!".  I
probably don't have to tell you but her shrieking and pounding
did not particularly soothe the tremendous hangover I was
experiencing.  "Gina,  Just a little more time, I promise." I
feebly answered through the door.  "I am getting very impatient
Bob, I know you lost your job, and your car, so I don't mind
telling you that your prospects for getting my money do not look
very bright!".  Well, I couldn't argue with her there.

I made up a story about a hot job prospect I had that afternoon
which miraculously seemed to temporarily satisfy her.  My hot
prospect was a cashiers job at McDonalds!  All those years in
college and it has come to this, I thought to myself as I wrapped
myself in a towel and walked down the hall to the bathroom.  As I
passed the
staircase I saw Gina, Samantha and Victoria all discussing
something at the bottom of the stairs.  As I passed, as if on
cue, they all gave me a dirty, condescending look.  I was so
ashamed, not by
being seen by them in my towel, we had all seen one another
walking around the house in towels before, but I was ashamed by
the fact that I knew they all were discussing me and my rent
situation.

Although I have enjoyed living here for the past few
years, I had to admit that these three women, beautiful or not,
were pretty cold.  They barely tolerated my existence around the
house, and even though I am fairly attractive, they had shown no
interest in me whatsoever since I moved in.  I was just the
upstairs tenant, who now was behind in the rent.  As I stepped
into the shower I tried to think of ways I might be able to get
out of this hopeless situation.

It was a long shower.  My mind kept drawing up a total blank.
Well, I thought to myself, let me go get ready for my career in
the fast food industry.  When I opened the door to my room my
heart sank.  Everything I owned was gone!  My TV, my
refrigerator, all of my clothes, all gone.  Even my bed was
missing, the room was completely bare!  As I spun around to go
ask Gina what happened I was shocked to find her standing right
behind me.  "GINA! I HAVE BEEN ROBBED!" I screamed hysterically.

"No, you have not been robbed" she said coolly as she casually
whipped out a packet of papers.  She then looked me squarely in
the eyes and began to read the contents of the contract she was
holding.

"In the event that the Lessee, that's you," she said pointing at
my chest "Fails to pay the amount of rent agreed to in the
contract by the 5th day of the month, the Lessor, that's me, has
the right to put up for sale any contents of the Lessees domicile
with the balance of the proceeds from the sale after deduction
for back rent and/or damages going to the Lessee."

I just stood there with my mouth hanging wide open and stared at
her in disbelief.  "In other words I sold all of your stuff to
pay off your debt!" she yelled as an evil grin came across her
face.

"YOU BITCH! GET MY STUFF BACK NOW!!" I screamed.  She slapped me
hard right across the face and said angrily "Listen Bob, don't
get uppity with me or I will throw you out right now!"  As I
looked down at myself, wearing only a towel, and having no money
or recourse, I tried to control my rage.  "Oh, and by the way,
that towel you
have on belongs to me, remember?" she said as she  ripped the
towel off of me leaving me completely naked.  With a smug look of
total victory she walked back down the stairs, casually throwing
the towel over her left shoulder.  I was completely dumbfounded.
Three months ago I had a girlfriend, a nice car, a good job and
money in the bank.  Today, I was reduced to nothing!  My mind
raced as I tried to think of a way to get her to get my stuff
back.  Hurriedly I ran down the stairs and met her in the
kitchen.  "Please give me a break Gina!  You really can't do this
to me, please!" I begged as I fell to her feet nearly crying.   I
was so desperate the embarrassment of being naked in front of her
did not dissuade me from prostrating myself in front of her.  "Oh
for God's sake take it like a man!  You shouldn't of overextended
yourself!"  This was like some sort of nightmare I could not wake
up from.  My humiliation was not over yet because at that very
moment Samantha and Victoria walked into the kitchen.

What a sight this must have been.  There I was, naked and nearly
hysterical begging at Gina's feet.  As they walked into the room
I vainly tried to cover myself with my hands.  Victoria said
nothing but just started to laugh hysterically.  Samantha, also
trying very hard to speak through her giggles said "Bad news Bob,
you are still $420 short!"  I could not look them in the eyes I
was so humiliated.  "Can you believe it? The salvation army only
gave us 20 cents for each pair of your underwear!" Victoria
replied.  This last comment was too much for them and all three
girls began to scream with laughter.  "Wh-what do you want from
me?" I muttered.  "Well, I tell you what Bob, you have five
minutes to get out!" Gina said pointing at the door.

I was panic stricken.  What in the hell was I going to do, naked
and now, homeless!  Again, humiliating myself further I fell to
my
knees and began to beg again.  As I knelt there pleading with
them
Victoria finally spoke up.  "You know, if we kick him out now you
will never get your money back." she said pointing at Gina.

"You have a good point." Gina replied.  "Ok Bob, we will let you
work off your debt."  Turning to the other two girls she said
"You know, it will kind of be nice to have a house boy."  Barely
being able to restrain themselves from giggling,they both agreed.
So, that was the deal.  I was to be paid 10 dollars a day to
clean, cook and do whatever else they wanted me to do.  Out of
that 10 dollars 3 went to pay for the food they would give me.  I
was not allowed to buy anything until the debt was paid.  That
meant that for the duration of my servitude I was to remain
naked.  Since I had no money,car or clothes I had no alternative
but to agree to their terms.  Gina agreed that if I paid off my
debt they would go retrieve my belongings.  For the next 60 days
I was to be completely at their mercy.

The first week they worked me like a dog.  I cleaned out the
basement and the attic, painted the living room and retiled the
bathroom.  The way their work schedules worked out one of them
was always in the house supervising me.  Victoria was the worst
to work for.  She told me it got her off to see me scrubbing and
cleaning the floors with a toothbrush nude.  Working around these
women in the nude, although completely humiliating and degrading,
also caused me to be in an almost nonstop state of arousal.  They
knew this too and they used this knowledge to torment me further.
At night, as Gina would watch TV, she would have me kneel down in
front of her and give her a slow foot massage for hours on end.
As my fingers caressed the soles of her feet she would
occasionally reach out with her free foot and lightly stroke my
balls with her delicious toes.  My intense erection alerted them
to my life long foot fetish.

Armed with this knowledge Victoria would have me give her a
pedicure every morning as she prepared for work.  Samantha, not
to be outdone, commanded me to lick her boots clean when she got
home from  riding her motorcycle.  It is a wonder I could still
function with all of that blood constantly diverted from my brain
to my cock. The girls also began to get bolder as the weeks drug
on.  As I would
walk by, one of them would reach out and catch me by my balls.
Helpless to stop them they would stroke the shaft of my penis and
flick their tongues over the top of my swollen glands.  Even
though I knew they would not finish me, I had no choice but to
let them continue to taunt and tease my throbbing member.  Gina
always got a big thrill out of bringing my to the edge of orgasm
and then abruptly ordering me to do some odd job.  Laughing at my
humiliating position they would follow me around the house and
continue to stroke and prod me, thus keeping me hard for hours on
end.  Luckily I had at least some time alone to relieve this
constant tension that was filling my testicles.

Two weeks into my servitude, my last vestige of privacy, and thus
my last hope for release was removed.  As I was showering and
jacking off furiously, Gina ripped open the shower curtain.  "Do
that on your own time!" she screamed.  "I am not paying you to
get sperm all over my tub, from now on you will not be allowed to
ever be out of our sight."  From that day on I was forced to
bathe while someone was in the room with me.  Even when I had to
go to the bathroom, I was forced to keep the door open, and if I
was longer than five minutes, one of the girls would come to
investigate.  My degradation was complete!

Nighttime was the worst.  To prevent me from jacking off as they
were sleeping, the girls took turns keeping me in their room for
the night.  I was chained to a cot at the end of the bed and let
out in the morning.  Victoria loved to play with me when I was
tied up and helpless, bringing me just to the edge over and over
and laughing as I begged for her not to stop.  She was a
stunning beauty with perfect breasts and very long beautiful
legs.  As I struggled against my bondage she would do a seductive
little strip tease ending with her rubbing her naked clit up and
down my stomach while dangling her nipples just out of the reach
of my tonuge.  As
my helpless cock smacked against her ass while she straddled my
stomach, she would laugh
maniacally.  I was so horny I thought sometimes I would literally
burst.

  Gina slept with her feet in my helpless lap and purposefully
shifted them up against my defenseless and exposed cock all
night.  Every night I spent in her room she would wear a little
see through teddy and silken pantyhose.  The feel of those silk
encased feet massaging my nipples and tantalizing my balls almost
made me weep with frustration.  Nights with Samantha were equally
alluring.  She would not chain me to the cot but would have me
tied spread-eagled in her bed.  As I lay their completely exposed
she
would drip honey all over my chest, thighs and crotch and slowly
begin to lick it off.  When she finally would finish eating and I
would pathetically beg for her to finish me, she would
seductively yawn and fall asleep with her nose nuzzled in between
my penis and my balls.  By the end of one week  I was about to
lose my mind.

All I can remember from the last few weeks of this torment is
being constantly horny.  Every night one of the girls
would have me slowly eat them to one orgasm after another as I
laid chained in frustrated bondage.  Finally on the last night
Gina said "Bob, tomorrow is your big day, you will have paid off
your debt by then!"  The girls looked at each other
disappointedly, but I was licking my lips in anticipation.  I
still did not know what I would do or where I would go, but at
least I would get my stuff back.  More importantly I would
finally be allowed to cum!  The last four weeks had been complete
hell!  Going all this time without having an orgasm, coupled with
the fact that I was naked all of the time and relentless teased
and tormented most of the day and night, I could think of nothing
but sexual release.

Gina was almost tender with me as she chained me
to the cot.  "Good night Bob" she said gently as she laid the
deepest french kiss on me I had ever received.  My hands
instinctively reached for her but were thwarted by the handcuffs.
As I laid back down in frustration Gina's bedroom door opened and
in walked Samantha and Victoria, completely NAKED!  My already
stiff cock actually became a little stiffer.  Gina thrust her
sopping wet pussy on my waiting mouth and I eagerly began to
flick my tongue rapidly over her clit.  As I enthusiastically
wormed my tongue in and out of her love canal I felt Victoria
mount me.  "MY GOD!" I screamed out as I realized that they were
finally going to allow me to have an orgasm.  Within minutes I
shot load after load of cum up into Victoria.  It felt like I had
released a gallon of spunk when all of a sudden all of the girls
leapt off of me.

"What! What is the matter!" I asked innocently.

"Oh, that's going cost you!" Victoria said mischievously.  "Hmmm,
normally I won't let a guy do that until he has taken me out to a
nice restaurant and we have seen a good Broadway show or
something."

Gina, now understanding Victoria's plan said "You are right.  I
think you have been had.  How much would a date like that cost
normally?"

Samantha, already laughing at the situation said "About 120
dollars for the dinner and 200 for good seats at a decent show."


Gina, interrupting said "Yeah, and normally the guy would buy you
some sort of token of his affection right?"  Victoria nodded in
agreement.  "Well" continued Gina "That would be another 100
dollars easy."


Victoria, now with an evil glint in her eyes said "I guess you
are back in hock with us again!  Lets see 120 for dinner plus 200
for the show and 100 for the gift will be 420 dollars."

Samantha broke in and said "Boy that number seems strangely
familiar.  Hmmm,  $420 at 7 dollars a day will be".

"OH NO!" I screamed as I did the math in my head "NOT ANOTHER 60
DAYS OF THIS!"  My protestations were immediately drowned out by
the sounds of three women simultaneously breaking into an
uncontrolled hysterical laughing fit.



                   THE END



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