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One nights worth of punishment 1 of ? M/F F/F Bond NC Blackmail.
THIS STORY HAS STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT. IT IS NOT MEANT TO BE READ BY ANY
ONE UNDER THE AGE OF 18. GET OUT OF HERE IF YOU ARE UNDER THIS AGE, ARE
OFFENDED BY STORIES WITH A SEXUAL THEME OR IF IT IS ILLEGAL TO READ SUCH
STORIES IN YOUR STATE OF RESIDENCE.
IT IS A FANTASY. RAPE BLACKMAIL AND ASSAULT ARE SERIOUS CRIMES FOR
WHICH YOU WILL BE LOCKED UP FOR A LONG TIME IF YOU TRY THEM IN REAL LIFE.
THIS STORY IN NO WAY CONDONES SUCH ACTIONS EXCEPT AS A FANTASY. IF YOU ARE
UNSURE OF WHAT THIS MEANS OR HOW TO TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN FANTASY AND
REALITY THEN PLEASE GO SOME WHERE ELSE PREFERABLY YOUR NEAREST SHRINK AND
HAVE YOURSELF SECTIONED AS A DANGER TO YOURSELF AND SOCIETY UNDER THE
MENTAL HEALTH ACT.
FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO ARE SANE PLEASE ENJOY.
One Nights Worth of Punishment Thegyn. M/F MM/F F/F NC Blackmail B&D
Chapter 1
Christine Crisp was an attractive but no overly stunning Legal Secretary
who worked for the MD. of the Megaland Industrial Corporation. Tall at
5ft 11ins she possessed an enviable figure for her age (38) her long
slender legs being her best asset in her opinion. A natural Redhead her
shoulder length hair framed a pretty face with a smallish mouth and pert
nose. Her grey eyes were wide set and almost almond shaped. She was
fairly conservative by nature and dressed in businesslike clothing and was
not prone to showing off her figure which despite having two teenaged
daughters (16 & 19) was firm and trim 34b 26 34. She had always been one
of those lucky people to whom a slender figure came naturally without too
much effort although to be fair she cycled whenever she could and came into
work by bike everyday along the easy almost flat route from her home in the
exclusive suburb of Hattanleigh Park. As she typed on that fateful day she
had mused on the the growing pains of the two her almost cushy uneventful
life and on her husband who was a respected member of the police Corruption
and Anti-Vice Unit........ ......then her world had dropped apart.
"Mrs Crisp would you come into my office please?" had heralded the
nightmare that I now found herself trapped in. She had gone into her
employers office expecting to discuss some work related topic but too her
surprise she saw that he was in the company of Lavinia Smythe the head of
the Personnel Department. After being invited to be seated James Du Pont
the owner of Megaland Industries came straight to the point. "Christine we
are here to discuss your future with this company especially in the light
of the revelations that have come across my desk today."
"Revelations.....what do you mean revelations" she stammered wondering why
Lavinia was in the office. She had never liked the woman especially since
she had her nipples jokingly tweaked when Lavinia had gotten a little drunk
at one of the works Christmas parties and cornered Christine in the ladies
room. "These revelations" said DuPont tossing a sheaf of glossy photos and
a video tape across the table. Christine shuddered visibly as she saw what
the photos were. Pictures of her and a one night stand she had had almost
five years ago. On the spur of the moment, 11 months after her husband had
been incommunicado on 18mth undercover assignment leaving her alone with
the two girls, she had fallen to a smooth talking Canadian after going to
another of companies many Cocktail Parties. "Where did you get these she
gasped Give them to me" she said making a grab for them. "Not so fast
Christine" snapped Dupont as Lavinia walked up and gathered up the photos.
"I am sure your husband, or even better, his boss would be delighted to see
these or better still Jimmy Vine the solicitor who often crusades against
the Corruption & Vice Unit. His motto appears to be those in power always
have something to hide!!" "No gasped Christine You wouldn't dare Arthur
would demolish you" Christine said desperately clutching at anything in
this nightmare. "No sweetie pie Arthur would not want these pictures even
mentioned. One breath of these in court and it would be the end of his
career. The wife of the Knight in shining armour in a passionate love
tryst with a known criminal," said DuPont as he slowly lit his Cheroot.
"But lets forget about that aspect for the moment and think about your
future with Megaland.........what were you doing with a Mafioso known for
his hatred of Megaland and who is bankrolled by our chief opposition?"
There was a pregnant pause as James smoke curling from the upturned corner
of his mouth his brows lifted quizzically stared at Christine almost as if
he were awaiting an explanation of the most impressive nature that would
flippantly explain to the satisfaction of all why these damming pictures
were taken and what she had been doing humping a known criminal with a very
public gripe against Megaland. Christine her breath coming in short gasps
and on the verge of tears realised that she was in deep trouble here. She
instinctively knew that this had more than just to do with the fact that
Lawrence allegedly worked for Citex Industrial. "It has nothing to do with
you or Miss Smythe" she retorted. "It was a private thing between me Mr
Carelo and went no further than a single encounter that was deeply
regretted by us both!" She was getting into her stride as the wounded
victim...."In any event these pictures were taken without either of our
knowledge and I have not had anything to do with him since then" said
Christine with greater bravado than she felt. "Christine, Christine, lets
cut the hysterics and get to the nitty gritty here, this....... filth," he
paused to allow the word to sink in, "came across my desk as part of an
investigation as to how some of my confidential documents came to be in the
possession of Citex Industrials" "But Mr DuPont..." "Can it Crisp"
snarledLavinia. "Fortunately we have someone deep inside Citex's
management who came up with your name as a possible candidate with the
obvious conduit of your erstwhile lover Lawrence." "He is not my lover."
stammered Christine desperately trying to come to terms with the appalling
scenario that was being opened before her eyes. "I only had a one night
stand with him you must believe me" she said leaning anxiously toward her
boss. "Christine" mused James "Consider your position here. I can tell
you now that if these pictures get out your position at Megaland will be
over. It will be accepted that you are the leak and that you are nothing
more than a known criminals whore. As it is your continued future will
have to be reappraised. Exactly how depends on you." He paused for
emphasis. Lavinia coldly commented "Your husbands career will be finished
and that of your eldest daughter severely jeopardised. Think of Jackie's
position as the Catholic Churches youth coordinator it would not aid her
little butt that she has what can only be classed as a lying whore for a
mother" Lavinia said almost gleefully. Christine slumped back in her chair
trembling at the thought of wrecking not only her husbands career but also
the life of her darling Jacqueline. She rallied her thoughts and said "I
don't care it will be seen as a flimsy blackmail attempt on me and
Megaland" hoping that the bravado would put the two off whatever they had
in mind. "No not Megaland my dear I will see to that" said James with
emphasis. "Lavinia arrange me a press conference for this afternoon at
two, call the Police Internal Affairs Department and St. Thomas University
to attend as well as the tabloids and.." "No no wait you can't do that
please" shouted Christine "Please lets not jump... "I told you to shut up
once before you traitorous bitch, haven't you said enough already lover
girl" hissed Lavinia her face a mask of fury. "Lavinia, please please,
that is not the way to treat the prime suspect of a industrial espionage
case, she may decide to help the police with their enquiries." Du Pont
sniggered. "Oh silly me, they will obviously want nothing to do with the
wife of their chief whistle blower in the anti corruption unit who has had
so many of their helpful colleagues fired. They will want to play this one
by the book all the evidence out in the open in the glare of the public
eye. I suppose that Arthur will be suspended and as for Jackie who knows
how the Church will react" said James studiously staring at his finger
nails.
"What exactly do you want?" said Christine to James realising that her
position was hopeless. "One ruined life is enough I will do whatever you
want if you undertake to keep those a secret." "Its not as easy as that you
see Christine there are people here who would give their eye teeth to see
you fall and I am afraid that some of them know of the 'Evidence' so I
cannot just let it go on what I want." Du Pont said stretching his hands to
clasp them behind his neck. "Its what are you prepared to offer and to be
blunt I can't think of what you have to buy their silence do you? "I don't
understand Mr Dupont" said Christine "What do you mean by buying their
silence. I have no real heavy money and I am sure that between what I have
and what I can raise from my father we could come to an arrangement of
maybe a few 1,000 but I was thinking more on the lines of increased
performance maybe working under a few more people in addition to yourself
and taking a salary cut?" Christine said hopefully as Lavinia burst out
laughing. "Christine please, the time for games is over! What we are
talking here is the lives and continued security of your family" said James
in an almost friendly tone. "And after all lets not forget it was the
security of the company you were going to put at risk as well!" purred
Lavinia licking her lips as she ran her finger slowly down Christine's jaw
to the apex of her throat. "Don't you think that a life for a life is fair
Christine?" James roared at the ashen faced woman. "Well?" "I er yes but I
don't understand what you want. Taking my life will only get you into
trouble people will find out and you will be charged" she said in what must
have rated as the most stupid statement she as an intelligent woman had
ever made. Gales of laughter greeted it as Christine still suffering from
shock finally burst into tears.After dabbing away his own tears of laughter
James Dupont stood up and walked to Christine spinning her chair around to
face him. She looked at him pale and trembling wondering what on earth he
was going to do. "You stupid fucking cow" he said gently wiping her tears
away before punching her hard in the solar plexus. "We want your miserable
life to do with as we want! You are far to pretty to kill," he whispered
into the ear of the writhing gasping woman. Lavinia stood up and went
behind the seat grabbing Christine's arms pulling her body upright as
Christine her chest heaving fought for her breath. Christine her mouth
opening to fill her lungs for a primeval scream of rage and fear stood no
chance as the blond grabbed her throat in a grip of steel. Lavinia bent
down and said softly too her "Play nicely now, no screaming, or he will
really fuck you up. Do you understand? Christine still fighting for
breath bobbed her head up and down in agreement. "Good" said Lavinia
releasing the chocking spluttering woman. "Shut up and listen don't speak
just listen." "Christine I want you to listen very carefully to what I have
to say" James said as he squatted down so his face was in line with
Christine's "If we are to forget your indiscretions the damage you have
caused to both this company and your family there is a cost involved to
you. Do you agree so far?" Christine closed her eyes and nodded wearily.
"As your husband is not privy to your crimes and you agree that he is not
to be either, the payment for your crimes is in your hands is it not?"
Another nod. "In fact the continued well being of your entire family is
now in our hands based on your cooperation and you are aware of that are
you not?" Another resigned nod accompanied a juddering sob from Christine.
Lavinia bent over and whispered in a sotto voice "So that makes you our
slave does it not. Your life for us to do with what we want yes?" A pause.
"You may answer slave."
"I have no choice do I?" said Christine softly. "Aah but you have,"
laughs James "face the world and its piper or face the music here. The
choice is yours and yours completely." Straightening up he stretched and
walked over to the large picture windows. Gazing out over the large
expanse of park land he said softly..... "So what is it to be your life or
theirs?"
"Theirs" Turning to face the room he snaps out "Theirs? Theirs what?"
"I don't understand. I meant that I want them to continue to live their
lives free from the knowledge of my indiscretion and that I will pay back
for my alleged indiscretions" said Christine somewhat exasperated. She had
not expected Lavinia's reaction to this as the blonde strode forward and
grabbed her by the throat once more. Shaking her from side to side she
shouted "Theirs MASTER!!" "And there is nothing alleged about those." she
said pointing to the by now almost forgotten pictures and video tape.
Before Christine could even react she stepped away and said "Theirs what?"
"Theirs Master" said Christine softly. Louder barked James. "Theirs
Master" she said louder "What are you now?" James said
"Your Slave Master" Christine blurted out, tears once again coursing
down her cheeks.
"Right listen up. From now on you are like a Green Beret. Once they
have done three training jumps, to refuse to jump after that without
question means Court Marshal. For you it means punishment. Do you
understand?"
"Yes Master." "You will obey without question immediately and I mean
immediately is that clear?"
"Yes Master"
"You will also obey any orders given by Mistress Lavinia and any one
else I care to assign you to is that clear as well?"
"Yes Master"
James walked back into the room taking off his jacket he said "I have
always wanted to see you in the nude strip!"
"Wha...No I er.....Yes Master" Christine said as she began unbuttoning
her jacket and blouse to reveal her pert breasts in a lacy half cup bra.
"Hurry up bitch" said Lavinia "I have longed to see you in the nude ever
since you spurned me at the party. The tits are even better than I
imagined."
Christine was crying freely now her whole body shaking from the wracking
sobs as she unzipped her skirt to an admiring gasp from both James and
Lavinia. She wore lace topped stayup thigh high stockings. She dropped
her skirt and stepped away from it lifting her foot to remove her shoe.
"Leave them on slut. Get the rest off and put your hands behind your
head and spread your legs" rasped James.
As she discarded her bra and panties she saw out of the corner of her
eye that Lavinia was videoing the entire proceedings with a small handycam.
She was stunning James thought. Her small coral tipped breasts jutted
like mini ski slopes from her chest the nipples puckered in fear or
perhaps, you can never tell these things, arousal. The ribs made more
pronounced by her posture framed a flat stomach above the whispiest of red
pubes and wide hips. Her legs slender columns of thigh and calves were
finished of with the finest of ankles.
"Turn" said James delighting in the play of muscles that eventually
revealed a firm pair of buns."Bend over and grab your ankles." Her cunt
almost plum coloured peeked out between her wide spread thighs just below
the brown rose of her anus. Her lips neat and compact protecting the inner
pink folds like the closed halves of a mussel above a prominent hooded
clit.
"Nice very nice," breathed James "Arthur certainly has taste."
She could hear the video camera panning in and out over her helplessly
exposed body.
"OK, now let's get some happy snaps stand up...... legs together hands
at your sides...... look at the camera....... eyes down......... look to
the side." James held an expensive looking zoom camera whose unfeeling eye
probed and stripped her to her soul as it flashed in time to the barked
commands. Legs apart, hands clasped behind her head, both profiles,
looking back over her shoulder, sitting, kneeling, on all fours from all
angles, and laying down with widely spread legs she paraded and performed
for his unending portfolio of 'memories'.
"On your back legs up hold your ankles above your head spread your legs,
wider, you've got no dignity to preserve here. Open yourself out, get your
clit erect, play with yourself get those nipples hard."
Through the haze of degradation she obeyed their commands smiling,
pouting, pretending to cum licking her lips........... until finally she
was ordered back in to hated position of stood legs spread bent over
grabbing her ankles.
"Tell me my dear have you ever fucked anyone other than Lawrence and
your Husband?"
" Yes Master" whispered Christine from her degrading head down position.
"Pray do tell us then" laughed Lavinia.
"I can't" sobbed Christine and then more firmly whilst standing up "I
won't. You cannot make me!"
"Well Lavinia you were right she's as thick as two short planks and will
have to taught to obey" said James almost as if it pained him to witness
the first of what was to be many rather silly rebellions from their new
found toy.
"I do believe that you were told to grab your ankles and I also believe
that neither I nor Mistress Lavinia gave you permission to stand you will
be punished for that......remember our little immediate obedience rule?"
James had by now walked to the side of Christine and pointed silently to
the floor.
Taking a deep breath and with as much scorn on her face as she could
muster Christine bent down ad grabbed her ankles again. Her thudding heart
registered on the pulsing veins of her neck and her breathing became rapid
and shallow. Her terror was palpable and real but in spite of the gut
wrenching fear she had her body was like a live wire tingling awake to the
slightest stimuli, shivering at the thought of the unknown.
"You have a very short memory my dear mused Lavinia as she began softly
caressing her trembling inner thighs prodding them wider apart . "Shuffle
your feet wider slut, we want to see what a wanton little bitch you are."
The office was suddenly alive with sound as speakers boomed out the
words that her two tormentors wanted to hear first hand. Christine's most
intimate conversation ....."What? Are you telling me that she made love to
you and you wanted it?" Christine......... She's the one and only person,
other than Lawrence that is, that has ever touched me besides Arthur."
Christine's wail of agony echoed around the office as Lavinia laughed in
spiteful glee. She could barely keep upright as tears blinded her and her
nose and mouth blubbered freely onto the plush carpet.
"You see my little slave, we know all about you. You can have no
secrets from us, we know your fantasies courtesy of the microphones in the
ladies restroom where you unburdened your tastes to the Jackie Rubenstein.
Your mother figure I think you called her?" said James as he smacked her
hard on each taught arse cheek in quick succession. "We know your friends,
your habits likes and dislikes courtesy of the phone tap, which before you
go shouting off your little mouth is legal where it is in place to coincide
with espionage investigations." Christine's hands flew up to protect her
stinging nates as another two sharp cracks prompted her into disobedience
again.
"That's infraction number 2, that's double the punishment of the first
offence. Down girl" Lavinia chucked as she grabbed a swinging nipple to
pull the almost hysterical woman back down to grab her ankles tugging and
tweaking it painfully.
"No no Lavinia how many times must I tell you do excite the subjects.
It makes them all highly strung. Oh and look how highly strung you've made
her," said James as he ran his finger down the blossoming petals of her
nether lips bringing with it a string of viscous love juice which twisted
like a slender string of tiny pearls before dropping to join her tears on
the carpet below.
"Or is it the memories of a good lesbian fuck that's got you going?
Stand up bitch legs wide hands on your head elbows back!!!" commanded James
"and stop that fucking snivelling" he shouted. "Seeing as you you don't
seem to be inclined to reply to our simple request and seeing as all you
seem to want to do is snivel and blub, I can see no earthly reason why you
should have the power of communication. Lavinia gag her," said James as he
locked the office door with a flourish.
Christine's breath taken to speak was the opening needed for Lavinia to
push a spring loaded brass expanding pear gag into her mouth with a
strangled aauwkmmph James nodded with a smile and she felt another
intrusion as a thick leather collar which forced her chin up high was
swiftly buckled around her neck. A pair of steel handcuffs stitched into
the collar finished her immobilisation.
Christine knew that this was going to hurt that,s why she had been
gagged and restrained. She knew that she was like a coiled spring and that
she was close to hysteria. All her senses were heightened and she tried to
block out the fluttering feelings in her belly that normally came with
pleasure ascribing them to the terror that she felt. She kept her self
under control by thinking of her daughters and husband closing her eyes and
praying that it would soon be over and she would be able to leave.She heard
the movement of James and Lavinia around her and his command to her to get
ready. Her eyes shot open in shock as a tongue of white hot flame tore
through her right breast. She was sure her had nipple had been pierced.
The collar prevented her from looking down as she keened into the gag
trying to twist down to protect her chest area. James yanked her upright
by her hair and she felt another spike of pure agony lance through her left
breast. Lavinia was in front of her leering as she reached out to gently
wipe away the tears which had flowed from this new agony. Collecting them
on her fore finger and slowly licking them off, her tongue darting in and
out of her rosebud lips. Christine jerked away in revulsion as Lavinia
leaned forward and softly kissed he on the forehead.
"Virgin to clips I think," said James as he wrenched her upright again.
"Stand up straight and keep your elbows back or Ill wrench those clips off
and then you will feel what real pain is."
Behind her gag Christine, her face a rictus of pain, howled. Her every
movement sent shock waves through her tits to the very core of her being,
bringing her closer and closer to sensory overload. Her womb seemed to
spasm with each jolt leaving her confused and panting as she struggled to
keep her body still and her emotions under control. Her sight was suddenly
gone as a strip of black silk was tightly knotted around her head the
jerking sending fresh waves of pain through her wildly swinging breasts.
She felt hands at each ankle as restraints for a 36 spreader bar were
buckled in place.
"Spread wide" cooed James kicking at her ankles to allow Lavinia to clip
the bar into place.
"Tool yourself up" said James lashing upwards to catch each upturned
breast causing it to jiggle with renewed pain and vigour. Her sound was
blocked as generously padded earphones giving a gentle hiss of white sound
were placed on her head. Just as soon as it began the restraining was
over. She was left in a void. No outside stimuli except her own pain.
Nothing. No sound bar her panting sobs wrenched from her tortured chest.
No movement bar her own trembling breasts and her taut spread legs spasming
from the agony of tightly stretched tendons. Nothing For an
age............ The silence of the lambs she thought hysterically laughing
to herself......................... A pain filled eon of time in which she
cursed the night of pleasure that had brought her here, cursed her husband
for not being there when she needed him the most and most of all cursed her
two tormentors with a passion known only to the falsely condemned.
Softly almost imperceptibly she heard her own voice intruding into her
thoughts describing in graphic detail to Jackie an almost forgotten affair
of a love struck pupil with her PT teacher who was to punish her for
bunking off classes. She could not see James as he lashed the lust crazed
Lavinia's arse as she bobbed up and down on his huge 8 cock, she could not
hear the whirr of the cam corder or sense the flash of the camera as her
injustice was faithfully recorded to the sound of her explaining the
passion she felt when Miss Jones licked and pinched her nipples, how she
had been brought to climax by the small perfectly made dildo that had
preserved her virginity, and how the punishment that she had been sent for
brought pleasure to her beyond all belief as she was dildoed and smacked at
the same time.
She was not aware of the couple restraining their own climaxes or of
Lavinia 'tooling up' with a monstrous 10 long 3 diameter strap on dildo.
All she was aware of was the sounds of her own voice which was now
interspersed with the sound of her passion during the night with Lawrence.
She stood immobile. She heard. And she wept.
Suddenly she was manoeuvred unresistingly in short pain filled jerks, in
her darkness feeling something hard and unyielding against her pubis and in
an instant the blinding flash of light as her blindfold and earphones were
ripped off obviously by Lavinia who she sensed stood behind her. James was
sat behind his desk over which was now bent.
"Welcome back slave. My aren't we a perverted little fuck? All prim
and proper at work but back at the ranch a right little adulterous lesbian,
who steals company documents for her lover. One must really teach you a
lasting lesson!" said James.
"What do you think we should do with our little fuck slave James?" asked
Lavinia coyly running her finger through the juice slicked portals of
Christine's obviously aroused now gaping blood engorged fanny. She teased
the slick juices with her fingers until Christine's entire cunt was
glistening, the purple outer lips throbbing as her small pink inner lips
blossomed outwards in desire.
Christine felt her head hauled back until she was staring directly into
James cold blue eyes. She heard him almost in a dream say "Fuck her."
The searing agony of the hard dildo drove her up hard against the desk
her back trying to arch against the burning pain radiating from her vagina.
It felt as if a telegraph pole had been forced into her as she rose on tip
toes to try and escape the relentless thrust of Lavinia's pleasure prod.
Her eyes screwed shut against the white hot pain that lanced through her
body. Her jangling nipples were like pleasure nubs now compared to to the
hard out 1 inch in 3 inch pounding she was now receiving from the huge
dildo wedged into her pain laden cunt.
"Open your eyes bitch" grated James tugging on the clover clamps on her
breasts "I want to look into your mind and see when Lavinia reaches the
centre of your soul."
Christine's eyes flew open in terror as her breasts exploded into pure
pain the nipples being pulled to almost twice their length and her boobs
the shape of cherry topped cupcakes. Her cervix sensitive at the best of
times now added its screaming protest to the cacophony of impulses reaching
her brain.
"Oh God she's tight" grunted Lavinia as she strove to force the last few
inches of the dildo into the shrieking redheads vagina. Despite the gag
Christine's muted screams were clear and only served to drive the panting
Lavinia onto new heights. The dildo had by now compressed Christine's
cervix hard into her womb and it was obvious that without the desk to keep
her upright she would have collapsed under this relentless onslaught.
Her eyes wide open, pupils dilating with the never ending pain, her
whole being seemed to centre on her vagina. James began to softly caress
her breasts un-clipping her clovers causing a fresh wave of searing agony
to fire its way through her breasts. This final spark lit the slow fuse of
her orgasm as he tweaked and squeezed her breast meat hard and then softly
stroked and suckled them. "
"All the way my girl" he whispered whether it was to her or Lavinia was
not clear to the pain filled secretary. Christine bucked and screamed in a
violent rebellion as her soft fanny was so brutally taken by Lavinia. The
thought of allowing anyone to rape her was demeaning in itself but, to have
a lesbian like Lavinia rape her was totally humiliating. The thought was
beyond her comprehension. She had by now retreated to the only place she
knew hoping that by reliving the pain of the school mistresses strap and
the soaring orgasm remembered would bring her through this.
With utter abandonment, Lavinia continued her onslaught, twisting and
pounding the dildo in a violent effort at gaining even the smallest
distance into the lithe redhead pushed so cruelly down on the desk. She
braced herself leaning over her victim, to apply her full body mass onto
Christine's slender body. Twisting her hips as all her weight rested on
that soulless unfeeling shaft of pain buried almost to the hilt in her
victims body.
She called callously to her victim "Nothing you can do can stop it! By
the time we are done with you, you are".... thrust.......
"going".......... thrust............ "to"....... thrust.......
"be"........... thrust..............."tamed".................thrust.....
"and".. ...thrust........."broken!"
"We will take you to the limits of everything. You are ours bitch."
Christine feebly tried to buck but the relentless pounding went on "Oh
yesss mmmm yes!!! Struggle my dear. I do so love it when my little fuck
sluts start losing control. You're gonna feel me to the core you cannot
rebuff me now slut, oh God you're tight!" Lavinia intoned to the almost
collapsed Christine.
"That's it all the way my girl show me your pleasure" whispered James as
he began to tweak and twang her nipples just as the hardest thrust rammed
into her tortured womb causing the muscle of her cervix to spasm and start
a long hard orgasm.
The whining call of Lavinia "Eeeeh aaaargh its tooo much I'm
cuming!!!!!!!" penetrated her mind just as the soft caressing whisper of
James' fingers leapt across her breasts.
Then, with that one last surging explosion of sexual energy, Lavinia
thrust upwards deep and hard to the very centre of her cunt and Christine
detonated like a rocket. Lavinia's taunting words, the pounding rape, the
bondage and hopelessness, the already over burdened feelings and
stimulation of her tits and vagina, all these stripped Christine of her
remaining will. Her sinews knotted and her body tensed and bucked in a
soundless wide eyed scream that seemed to last for ever. Her mind sank and
slipped away as she became delirious with sexual overload her convulsive
spasm of her release throwing the blond rapist out of her tightly
convulsing body and backwards onto the soft plush carpet. Her head slumped
to the desk as she passed out. She never felt the soft splash of James
semen into her face as he jetted over and over into her hair and face. She
never heard his roar of laughter at Lavinia's wide legged sprawl or felt
them lift her off the desk like a sack of potatoes laying her on her back
removing the spreader bar after a few more memories were snapped. She
never heard the mobile phone ring and the curt "Yes.....as agreed...... in
your office tomorrow...........better than expected...........OK....... as
soon as possible............it will be our pleasure. Bye bye."
End of Chapter 1 to be continued 1/5???
This is a slightly reworked and corrected repost of my original first
posting. Your comments would be appreciated as would any ideas for future
chapters. Sorry for the long delay in correcting but I was ill.
e-mail thegynn@ross20nospam.demon.co.uk (taking out the no spam)
Thanks for reading this all comments and suggestions will be gratefully
received and flames blissfully ignored.
Should I continue or is this a lot better in my own eyes than what it
really is? I have a few more chapters waiting but await comments and
requests before posting.
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