HI this the first part of my first story I haven't had chance to run a decent spell check yet as I write on a low powered android tablet . The punctuation isn't great as I get my ideas down as fast as I can and then tidy things up later but I wanted to get some feed back before I continue so please let me know what you think.  My personal taste is toward the extreme therfore so is what I, write so far  I've included maledom,nc,blackmail,mental cruelty( lots),humiliation,violance, mature,fat,women pissing herself,woman pissed on, there are references to some things that aren't part  of the story codes just to set the scene as to what a bad man Fuller is. Now I've set the scene the following chapters will include rape, anal, oral, punishment ,torture, breath play, brutality, and lots more of what's gone before hope you enjoy, I'll post a tidied up version plus more chapters later. 
If you have any ideas to improve what I've already written (I am already on spelling, punctuation and grammer) or for things you'd like to happen in the following chapters, tell me I'll try to oblige. Also if you have any ideas for new stories you'd like me to have a go at please let me know, the more vile, sick and disgusting the better, it's only fantasy and there should be no holds barred with pretend, I think.


THE DEBT SOLUTIONS SPECIALIST

CHAPTER ONE

It was a shabby looking one bed flat at the top of a 60's tower block. It was the sort of place where everyone turned a blind eye to everyone elses business, the sort of place where you could throw a body of the top floor and everyone would walk round it trying to pretend they hadn't seen it, in an area like this reporting anything even discussing it with others could lead to a trip to hospital, or the morgue, people here kept themselves to themselves and their mouths shut, always, no exceptions!

A short heavey set man who appeared to be in his early 30's stood in the middle of the living room on the once brilliantly coloured but now dirty and thread bare 1970's carpet. He wore an expensive suit which clashed with his piercings and the gaudy silver rings on his fingers, there was a stern yet calm expression on his face which belied the excitement building inside him.
He was looking at a woman sat on a tatty worn brown vinyl sofa, the only seating in the room.
She appeared to be in her mid to late 40's, if you were being polite you'd say she was chubby but at a size 18 to 20 and only 5'1" tall fat would be more accurate, however you wanted to describe her she was obviously no stranger to a bag of chips followed by a bar or five of chocolate.The woman, Sally, by name wore a pair of cheap black leggings and a worn looking white cotton blouse, which although old, had obviously been bought from an upmarket shop in better times, it didn't fit very well anymore and the buttons gaped open where it pulled to tight around her flabby belly and soft pale tits revealing the gore of her off white bra, her shoulder length straight brown hair was pulled back in the uniform council estate ponytail.
She was reading a piece of A4 paper, even though she held it in both hands her trembling was making it shake so much that she could barely make out the words, words she would rather not have been reading in the first place, she looked up from the piece of paper.
"Well?", the man asked her quietly. From the moment she had started reading she had gradually become more and more pale, quite a trick considering she quite obviously barely ever went outside in the sun, the question knocked another 2 shades of colour from her plain, chubby, worry worn face.
"I...I....the things.......you.....you.......some......but not.......you can't really mean all of it!??" she tripped and stumbled over her words, not knowing what to say, shocked and horrified by what she had read, she knew she would have to do some unpleasent things for his help but what he wanted was not just unpleasant but sick and evil.
" I mean every last word of it" he said in his calm even voice," and probably a lot more I'll make up as we go along, it's your choice, but if it's a yes it's a yes to everything there's no picking and choosing, it is an all or nothing deal. If you don't want to take me up on my offer that's fine by me I'll just pass your debt back to Mr kace and he can deal with your inability to pay in his usuall way if you'd prefer".
"I....I.....I....." she tried to speak but just broke down into quiet sobbing. What was there to say.
The girl who had lived in the flat below her, the one who had put her in contact with Kace, Who had owed less than half of what she did and had two small children to look after, had ended up being one of those bodies that everyone walked round at the bottom of the tower block. She'd led there for 2 days before a passing police car spotted her, no-one gets involved round here, ever.
When the police questioned her she said nothing, just like all of her neighbours even though she had a pretty good idea who killed her freind. Even when the police told her the girls smashed and broken body had been like that before it hit the ground, every bone in her body shattered with a hammer, they said whoever did it must have spent hours to cause that much damage, even then she said nothing, but then she already heard what poor Leanne had been through. The fear of being next overwhelmed her desire to get some justice for the poor young girl, she did nothing after the event as she had done nothing during the event, when for nearly 12 hours the young mothers screams and pleas had filtered up through the floor boards. 
Now it was Sally who couldn't make the payments to the local loan shark and she knew what to expect if she couldn't find a solution. She had been shocked when Kace had cornered her one night on her way back from the local conveniance store and rather than punching her in the throat had in a cheery voice he told her he'd been looking for her and then even more shockingly he said he had a friend who may be prepared to clear her debt for a price. The price was to paid with something other than money, her time, her company and some" exotic extras", although he would not tell her what the extras were he told her his freind would bring a with list if she chose to meet him with she would also have to cancel any plans she may have made between Friday night and Monday morning. It was of course her choice and if she wanted Kace said he was more than happy to come back with her now and have a nice long chat about all the money she owed him.
"Well?", he asked again," me or Kace", he paused for a few seconds before continuing,"I can gaurentee if you take my offer it will without a doubt be the worst weekend of your life, to be honest although you'd recover physically, eventually, you'd probably never get over it mentally, I believe they call it post traumatic stress syndrome", he paused again to let what he had said sink in, Sally continued to sob, not even seeming to notice his words, he knew she'd heard him though.
He waited for a while longer then started to button up his jacket and , " I guess I'll leave you and Kace to sort things out between yourselves then"' he said turning to leave.
"No, please" she called after him in a pleading voice,
"no please what?" he asked, he was still stood with his back to her so she did not see the smile slowly spread across his face,"I'll do it........all of it. "She forced the words out between sobs," and anything else I can think of too?", he asked," yes", she whispered, he chuckled to himself, of course she would, he may leave her broken, covered in welts, bruises and more but at least he'd leave her alive at the end of her ordeal which is more than Kace would have done, it had been a done deal the minute he walked in, "OK then" he said in an off hand way and left the room.

He went back into the hallway and gave Kace the envelope he had been carrying inside his jacket, there you go my friend, I'll give you the rest on Monday, Kace took the envelope he didn't bother to count it, he knew it would all be there, their arrangement was too good for either of them to risk fouling the ground, despite the fact Kace was a very violent man, and he was a VERY violent man, he had no emotional attatchment to violance one way or the other although he had to admit he did find the carrying out of the 'final sanction' sexually arousing and although he was straight it didn't matter which sex the victim was. His only love was money and when certain clients couldn't pay he knew that Fuller would be more than happy to cover their debt, if they agreed to his terms that was. 
Fuller was the opposite, he couldn't care less about money, since his collosal European lottery win (the biggest ever by several tens of millions) he used to vast amounts of cash at his disposal to fullfill his every last desire, and he did have an attatchment to violance. He loved to hurt females, really hurt them, and his dealings with Kace were one of his favourite ways of being able to live out his sadistic fantasies.
'Enjoy your weekend you sick cunt" Kace said,
"and you yours you heartless bastard".
 Although to most people these would be insults both men were rather proud of who and what they were and their ritual parting words made them both chuckle.
As Kace left Fuller returned to the main room bringing his large briefcase with him, "do you know something" he said in a cheery voice "I'm really, really going to enjoy hurting you Sally, I really am". The pale fat middle aged woman who had just managed to stop sobbing and was desperately trying to resign herself to the horror of the next few days, in an attempt to get through it broke down into a low terrified sobbing again.

CHAPTER 2
The sound of the womans sobbing resonated in his ears seeming to travel down his spine like a shiver, around his anus and fill his cock until it felt harder than granite, he noticed that each sob made her flabby body wobble and that her tears were now dripping off her face and on to the anemic flesh of her breasts, granite became diamond hard.
He unzipped his fly as he was not in the habbit of wearing underwear his hardened cock flew straight out releasing the pressure on that throbbing member, he noticed his foreskin was dripping with pre-cum. He walked quietly over to the sobbing woman who sat with her elbows on her knees and her face in her hands, he paused for a moment then taking his cock in his hand he gently started to rub his stigola across her exposed forehead drawing snail trails on her skin then up on to her hair line with his filthy man juice, to scared to resist and unable to stop sobbing she did not move as he began her humiliation. He reached down took her firmly by the wrists and moved her arms so that her hands rested palm down on her thighs then taking her flabby chin between the thumb and forefinger of his left hand he said in a menacing voice"look at me"while he gently angled her head up, when her still streaming eyes met his he continued to rub his oozing cock over her face this time rubbing it from side to side across her slightly furry top lip. After he had thoroughly soaked the peach fuzz of her top lip he angled his cock up a little and started to draw his slimey trail around the outside of her nostrils and up and down the greasey sides of her nose then across to her eye sockets allowing her to close one eye at a time as his penis came to them giving her a thick coating of silvery eye shadow on each eyelid. Once both eyelids were covered he slid his cock back to her nostrils but this time rather than rubbing his juice around the edges he pushed the end of his cock against the opening of her left nostril then moving his hand from her chin and cupping the back of her head he pressed his cock as hard as he could against the opening, he knew he could not penetrate this smallest of body oraffices but he would have a fucking good try and he knew that Sally would be in agony feeling like her nose was being torn open her quiet sobbing turned to full on crying as in an all be it mild fashion compared to what was to come her pain began. He looked down at the terrified womans face he liked the way the flesh of her nose was bunched up forcing her eye closed he wished he could piss right now he would love to see her coughing and choking desperately trying to catch her breath as his yellow water sprayed into her nose and down her throat forcing its way into her lungs but with his cock this hard he knew there was no chance, never mind there'd be plenty of time to hose her down inside and out between orgasms over the next couple of days. He let his right hand rest at his side the pressure of his cock against her nasal opening being enough to hold it in place, then without warning he delivered a massive blow to te side of her head with his free hand sending her sprawling to the floor, she led there stunned by the blow and the pressure wave the flat of his palm had shot into her inner ear, he had been very careful not to mark her face when he hit her he would have to think very carefully before he decided how and where to start marking and damaging that beautiful soft white flabby flesh, it was always worth taking his time over as the first wound he inflicted on a woman as it always brought on a massive orgasm.

The force of the blow and the resulting dizziness had stopped Sally's crying and now she led on the floor in silence waiting in fear for what would come next, knowing how she would be feeling Fuller let her lie there for some time not saying a word just watching the terrified woman. After 20 minutes or so had passed he broke the silence and ordered Sally to get on her hands and knees he then took hold of the collar of her blouse and led her over to the sofa about a meter away from it and parrallel to it, he sat down heavily on the sofa and put his legs up on Sally's back crossing his legs so the weight of both legs rested on one heel jammed into the muscles of her back.
"You know" he said in a conversational tone,"I think I've been rather selfish, it's all been me,me,me since I got here, tell me about yourself sweety"
Sally was stunned by the question, she did not know what to say, that was a mistake, Fuller raised his upper leg and smashed his heal into the small of her back sprawling her once more on the floor. "GET THE FUCK UP YOU LAZY FAT CUNT!" he roared at her and then in a calmer voice" start with your earliest memories and keep talking, if I have to prompt you again I wont be so gentle, BEGIN!"
He made Sally talk for hours, most of it bored him but the parts that interested him he made her repeat, over and over again he made her describe the violance and cruelty she had suffered at the hands of the other girls in her grammer school, about the horrific way her husband (her one and only sexual relationship) had died and how unable to cope she had spiraled into anti depressant abuse loosing first her children and then her home finally ending up in this flat drinking a bottle of expensive Brandy a day and getting into debt with Kace.
When she had told her whole story he used the information to taunt her cruely about the hardships she had faced, about the bullying at school that she obviously deserved for being such an ugly fat cunt ( she had apparently always been on the wrong side of chubby even as a child) about the death of her husband and how he was probably happy to die as it meant he could get away from the ugly fat pathetic looser he had married, he pondered about what may have befallen her two daughters at the hands of the pedophiles that seem to run care homes these days and how whatever had befallen them was all her fault, how they must hate her for causing such terrible things to happen to them.
After hours of verbal cruelty he could feel the shaking that racked her body through the heel of his foot, the combination of the lactic acid building up in her muscles causing not only the shaking but agonising burning and cramps and the mournful sobbing that she could not control as he assaulted her memories of everyone she had ever loved or who she thought had loved her. He finished up his cruel destruction of what little spirit she had left with an extended explanation of how she deserved what he was going to do to her ordering her to not only agree with him but to say it herself in her own words. Finaly he made her read again, this time out loud, the list of what she must do to earn the money that would save her from Kace.
When she finished he gave her a hard shove with his foot rolling her on to her side, "thankyou very much for an absolutely charming evening " he said cheerfully, " I have had a wonderful time". He told her to sleep where she was ,he would sleep on the sofa and not to bother setting an alarm as he was looking forward to waking her in a few hours when the "real fun' would begin, then reaching down he held a piece of cloth with an acrid smelling liquid on it over her mouth and nose her head started to spin then blackness.

	CHAPTER 3
He walked back into the room, she was still asleep on the floor, the pre cum he had covered her face with a few hours before had dried and become flakey, making her look as if she had some horrible skin condition, that would never do. He unzipped his fly again and took out his semi hard cock taking it with the fingers of both hands he aimed at her head ready to wash away his dried on filth from her although plain and not very attractive, somehow sweetly vunerable face. Again he imagined her coughing and choking as his piss splashed over her mouh and nose, he felt his cock start to harden in his hand, no not yet he'd save that plessure for later, besides which it was too long after his last orgasm for him to do something that horny and his cock to stay soft enough for him to be able to keep pissing. 
He started to piss into the palm of her upturned hand moving up to the elbow of the outstretched right arm and back again to her hand then covering her fingers and thumb one by one. He looked at the dark yellow liquid splashing over her pale flabby little arm and stubby little fingers, the jet of piss narrowed and became faster as his cock hardened slightly at the sight, it wasn't enough to stop the flow and it would mean he could piss for longer, "bonus" he thought with a smile.
At that point Sarah woke with a start "MOVE ONE FUCKING INCH YOU STINKING FUCKING SLAG AND I'LL SPEND THE NEXT TWENTY MINUTES STAMPING ON YOUR PEDO'S FUCK TOY PRODUCING CUNT! ", he was quite pleased with the way he slipped the dig about her daughters potential peril in there. Sarah did as she was told but started to cry again, a hopeless wail of despair punctuated by deep sobs, how the hell was he  supposed to keep his cok soft enough to piss when she sounded so damned sexy?!
When he'd finished he ordered her to stand up he walked over to her, in her stocking feet 
the top of her head came level with his chin he looked down at the disheveled ,distraught, emotional wreck of a woman and slowly dried the tip of his cock on her blouse just below her breast. He gently eased his now fully hard cock into his trousers after spending a few seconds settling his erection into a comfortable position he told her he had put money on the gas and electric meters and that he had been through her wardrobe and had laid out the clothes he wished her to wear on her bed, before she was to dress herself she was to go to the bathroom where she would find an array of cleaning and grooming products she was to bathe and use them. Fuller took hold of the elasticated waist band of her leggings and granny pants with his left hand and pulled them towards him ,both were cheap and the thin elastic had plenty of give he put his other hand inside her panties pushing the back of his hand against the material so he did not come in contact with her ample flesh he let the vast bush of her pubic hair slip between his fingers allowing the few inch long curly strands to wrap around his fingers he leant forward so his mouth was right next to her ear, he closed his fingers and slowly but firmly started to pull his hand upwards he could feel a sort of crackling as the roots of her hair were ripped from Sally's chubby pubic mound two or three at a time, she was making a delightfully timid little whimpering sound punctuated by repeated sharp intakes of breath.
He whispered softly but menacingly in her ear " three things I really object to women having....... rights, opinions and body hair, the first I have removed from you, the second I doubt anyone has even been the slightest bit interested in, I certainly am not, and I expect you to deal with the third, get it sorted I expect your entire body to be soft and smooth when you return", to emphisise his point with a swift jerk he tugged out the remaing attatched hairs then taking his hand completely out of her clothing he oppened his fingers and let the fist full of her black pubes to float to the floor.
He reached over and took a 2 litre bottle of spring water he had put on the window sill and handed it to her she looked at it supiciously, he gave a knowing little smile opened it and took a large swig, when he again offered the bottle she took it and drank it greedily, why wouldn't he drink the water, he wanted them both to do plenty of pissing today so he was more than happy to have the dioretic laced water." Off you go" he ordered take the water with you, I'm sure you're feeling very dehydrated.
Whilst Sally was in the shower he checked the preperations he had made whilst she had slept, there were several more bottles of water placed around the room each one had been opened and a tasteless mixture of mineral salts had been added although he was more than happy for Sally to be weak and confused from lack of food he didn't want her to loose conciousness from dehydration, especiallly likely considering the large dose of diorhetic she was consuming at the moment, the water mix would keep her awake and aware through her ordeal and provide plenty of fluid for her to piss out.
Fuller switched on his laptop and checked the connection to the minature WiFi cameras he had hidden throughout her flat, then switching to the internet he checked the the feed to the router he had hidden under the floor boards everything was working perfectly, not only would he have a video record of his weekends entertainment he would be able to spy on Sally for weeks if not months to come. Opening his briefcase he checked he had brought the things he wanted from his playroom at home, stroking some of the items affectionately. He took the pot of capsuels from his case tipping them all into his mouth he swilled them down with some water from one of the bottles, although they all contained the same drug they would release it at different times however ensuring that for the next day or so no matter how many times he shot his load his penis would return to its fully erect, rock hard state within a few minutes, he wanted to make the most of his time with the fat middle aged bitch in the bathroom.

Sally has seen the note pinned to the mirror as soon as she had entered the bathroom, the note refered to Sally as 'it' in its instructions, the obvious connection with the film silence of the lambs made her even more scared , if that was possible, of what was to come. She had read and followed the instructions to the letter she was clean moisturised and her body was completely free from hair, the hair on her head was loose and no longer tied back like 'some chav slag", she was now wearing a little make up, she had been very careful not to put too much on as the Fuller had warned her in the note that he did not like too much make up and he would 'scrape away any excess with a piece of broken glass' if she over did it. She had been suprised when she had seen the clothes Fuller had chosen for her although she did not own any sexey underwear she had suspected he may have brought something with him for her to wear, instead he had laid out a cheap black polyester blouse with a print in pastel colours that was a strange mix of Paisley and chinese design. The blouse was loose fiiting ,even on her flabby rotundness and not at all attractive, she had bought it from the local Oxfam for a cleaning job she had only held for a week loosing it when her lack of experience at manual work and the unsuitability of her flabby unfit body to the requirements of the task had caused her employer to let her go, the young upper class university student who had empolyed her suggested she should try something she may be more suited to as she escorted her to the door, maybe someone could pay you to shovel pasties into your mouth all day long, I bet your really good at that at least she laughed cruelly as she had pushed Sarah the last step out of the door slamming it behind her, Sarah had cried every step of the long walk home. There was also another pair of the cheap black primark leggings, a white cotton bra which although in good condition was a little to small for her big blubbery tits now, a pair of white cotton granny knickers and a pair of cheap black plastic high heel shoes. Sally put on the bra and knickers and the leggings dropped the shoes on the floor and slipped her podgy feet into them, when she picked up the blouse to put it on she found the final item she was expected to wear hidden undernearh it, a collar, it was not an ornate sex shop toy but a plain black real leather dog collar purchased from a pet shop, as it was not designed for humans to wear it was very uncomfortable she assumed that was the idea and knew whether it was or not complaining about it would probably not be the most sensible or least painful idea she had ever had, before Sally went back to face her tormentor she needed another pee, that was the fourth since he sent her in there, under the circumstances it possibly not so suprising that she seemed to be pissing herself with fear!
When Sally walked back into the room Fuller had connected his lap top to her TV and was watching a movie, although it only depicted two people having normal hetrosexual sex what she saw on the tv made her want to wretch, for the one and only time in her life she was glad she no longer had any contact with her young daughters, suffice it to say Fullers interests went a lot further than 'older women' such as herself. Seeing the look of disgusted horror on her face he smiled and said " sexy little thing isn't she" , Sally knew she would be expected to respond and knew better than to disapoint the evil bastard sat on her sofa, "yes" she whispered, "yes what" Fuller asked her, again Sally knew what was expected of her " yes she is a very sexy little girl " she knew she probably should have said more but her revulsion at the images showing on her TV froze her brain, luckily Fuller seemed to find her response sufficient.
He made her sit next to him on the sofa suprisingly he made no attempt to make physical contact with her and even seemed to be avoiding it, he told her to pay attention as to check that she was watching as instructed there would be a pop quiz on it later, so Sally was forced not only to sit in front off but to pay full attention to the perverted acts. The film seemed to go on for hours becoming more and more vile as it went on, once the man had orgasmed the man and the girl were joined by a woman who was if not actually, was certainly old enough to be the childs mother. The acts of depravity she witnessed the adults carrying out on the now sobbing child were beyond description, then when she thought that it could get no worse a naked man with an extremely large erect penis entered the scene, worse still he held a lead in his hand on the other end of which was a fully grown also obviously sexualy aroused male Alsatian dog, Sally started to gag!
Thankfully at that point Fuller decided to stop the playback, "we'll finish watching later" he said " actually I've watched it a dozen times at least already, great film, far better than the shit you get at the cinema" 
He reached over and patted her on her thigh in a friendly manner "be a sweetheart and go and stand in front of the TV facing me" he said, as she walked across the small room he pressed some more keys on his laptop and 80's pop music began to issue from her TV speaker. As Sally turned around he simply said "dance", Sally had no sense of rythym what so ever but knew by now just to do as she was told, she jiggled her short fat body in what she hoped was time to the music, she looked and felt incredibly awkward, despite everything she had been through she still felt embarissed by being made to dance and she could feel herself blushing. Fuller felt that the blushing combined with her idiotic looking dancing quite enchanting, he casualy unzipped his trousers took out his erect penis and started to masterbate, he had no worries about shooting his load to early as he used a numbing cream on his cock in combination with the drugs he had taken earlier to keep it stiff as a board, this meant his penis had become the perfect tool, weapon in fact, for a long session of rape and torture like this, he thought to himself proudly. 
Sally had barely been dancing for less than a minute before she started to puff and pant heavily, he loved how unfit and weak she was, so vunerable and defenceless just thinking the words sent a shudder of excitement through him. He thought that, considering how much she had sufffered all through her life, she off all the women in the world was possibly the least deserving of his sick and cruel attentions, she was a victim, an innocent ..........he felt wonderfully, sadisticly, evily aroused!
It was now nearly two minutes and Sally despite the fact really she was barely moving was exhausted, he was tempted to force her to keep going until she passed out but didn't want her soaked in sweat, yet. "Stop " he ordered, "you look fucking rediculous you silly fat cunt, like a fucking jelly filled weather ballon in an earthquake and your a fucking  ugly piece of shit as well aren't you?", Sally new she was expected to answer and did not want to be prompted again ,"yes" she answered in a small broken voice,
"EVERY FUCKING TIME, WHAT FUCKING YES" this time he literally screamed at her, his face going red and his eyes bulging, she jumped back in shear terror, crashing into the TV bursting into floods of tears from shock and fear. Fuller flew up from the sofa she wrapped her arms around her head instnctivley trying to cover it from the expected blows. he stopped slightly stooped directly in front of her face his nose less than an inch from the arms she covered her face with and roared again making her whole body flinch
"YOUR A STUPID OLD FAT UGLY USELESS CUNT.....WHAT ARE YOU?",
"I...I...I.....I'm a st,st" she started to try and say between sobs, he grabbed her arms pulling them away from her head then pressing his nose hard up against hers with all his might he screamed,"WHAT ARE YOU !!!?",  sobs became wails yet between them she still managed to say"I...I'm a st..st..sob sob I'm a sob stupid fffat ugly sob sob cccunt..I...I...mean a fucking....a fffucking useless sob sob ccunt sob".
"yes you are sweety " he said to her in a horribly sexual sort of voice as he pulled his head back from hers a little then slipped his mouth around to her ear,"and old, you forgot old, your an old, stupid, fat , ugly cunt , that,s what makes you so fucking sexey to me" he whispered and for the first time he made contact with her body with something other than his penis tip as he started to grope her big soft breasts through the fabric of her blouse and bra.
