I walked up to him and stood looking at him waiting. Suddenly he smacked me across my face so hard it knocked me onto my back. As I lay there stunned by the pain I heard him say “Do not ever stand in front anyone from now on and do not ever look them in the face bitch or much worse will happen to you”

I slowly rolled over on my hands and knees and started to stand up and a hard kick in my stomach set me sprawling in pain again. “I said do not ever stand in front of anyone ever again bitch” This time I stayed lying on the ground with my stomach throbbing in pain.

“Remove your clothes bitch” I slowly took my clothes off and began to fold them to stick in a pile and another strike hit me on the side of my face. “You will not need any clothes where you are going bitch and will not ever see these rags again” He grabbed them away from and tossed them into the ditch.

“Lay on your stomach bitch” he ordered. I rolled onto my stomach and he came up and stepped onto my scrotum with his boot. The pain was very intense and I yelled loud. This brought another strike on my head. He knelt roughly on my back and yanked my arms behind me and began to tie a steel wire around my wrists. He did it so that it hurt very much and felt like the wire was cutting into my skin. I could suddenly feel a warm liquid running on my back and realized the wire had cut into my skin and it was my blood dripping on my back.

Then he grabbed my hair and yanked my head back and stuffed a large object into my mouth with straps on it and yanked them tight around my head and I felt him fasten them behind my head. It was my first experience with a ball gag. I started to gag from it and he struck me again. “Bitch if you puke you will be eating it and choke for all I care, but it isn’t coming off”

He fastened some things that felt like handcuffs to my ankles and they hurt as they cut into my skin. I realized they were attached to a stick or something that held my legs spread apart. Not too far really but wider than my feet would be normally to walk. Then he yanked a piece of cloth over my head sort of like a bag and it had a draw string and he tied it shut around my neck. This increased the sense of the gag reflex and I was feeling like puking again.

He grabbed my hands and yanked me to my feet. I yelled in pain into my gag as it hurt so much I was sure he had pulled one of my arms out of the socket at my shoulder. Now he fastened some kind of ring about my scrotum and it had some kind of leash or cord hanging from it. And he said “Ok bitch we are going for a walk to the people you have owed money to, time to pay up”.

He shoved me hard and I feel on my face and felt blood start from around my lips. He kicked me savagely in the side and all the air left me and I could hardly breathe.

“GET UP FUCKING WHORE” he shouted and yanked me up. He grabbed the cord attached to my scrotum and began to yank and all but drag me through into the bushes and wooded area beyond. I hurt terribly and I was becoming very scared. We went through a series of thorn bushes of some kind and the thorns were ripping my skin and some of them were breaking off in my legs.

“MOVE BITCH” as he yanked me through them. We went on like this for some time, I would stumble now and then and this would bring curses and another blow to my body. I was beginning to feel weak in the legs and was sure I was going to puke or fall down and he would really beat me badly.

I could hear voices ahead and as we got closer I heard the one yanking me along greet Tony “The Hand”. Tony was what one would call the stereotypical gangster. I had made the mistake of borrowing money from him at a high rate of interest and had failed to be able to pay what was termed the vig. I had paid him back what I borrowed but was struggling to pay the interest rate. He had decided I was not going to pay him back within the terms agreed and offered me a chance to pay it off another way. I had foolishly agreed to his new offer, I knew this now but it was too late.

I was dragged and shoved into an area that seemed close to Tony and I heard several people laughing and making comments about the “fucking bitch”.  “Well my new property arrives” I heard Tony say.

Suddenly I had a hand gripping my throat very hard and could smell the smoke on Tony’s breath as he said to me very close “You have chosen to pay off your debt working as my bitch except one problem, you have a mouth and ass that can serve my clients well as a bitch, but they do not like having a cock hanging about while using you”.

Man, what did he mean by this? I agreed I would have sex with men in repayment of my debt, but what did he mean about not liking my cock hanging in the way?

“We are going to have to fix you up so my clients will find you desirable, so we are going to have to make some changes. A bitch doesn’t have a cock and doesn’t have balls that cum either”

WHAT? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SAYING? I tried to speak but the gag prevented me from doing so. I was starting to shake and I was very, very scared. They were all laughing now and saying things like “The bitch don’t want to give you his cock Tony”

I felt faint and began to collapse and become a little hysterical. A couple of them grabbed me roughly and held me up as Tony continued. “We are going to take you to a doc at a warehouse I own and he is going to remove your cock and take the nuggets out of your sack and stick in a pair of nice steel balls that makes your sack look like you have nuggets the size of fists after we have a ring installed at the base of your sack, then my clients will enjoy using you and you will eventually work your way free and clear of owing me money”

They all laughed in a manner that suggested that I was not ever going to be free again. “NO NO, please” I tried to say, I was pleading into the gag “NO NO NO”. A fist stuck me hard and knocked me to the ground. As I lay there crying and hurting I felt a needle jab me and I began to feel very sleepy.