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Subject: {ASSM} "Best Served Cold"(Norm DePloom)(MF,MM,oral,anal,nc,blackmail)
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Copyright (C) 2004 Norm DePloom.  ALL Rights Reserved
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All the characters and events in this story are
fictional; any resemblance to real people or events is
entirely coincidental.

Best Served Cold

By
Norm DePloom

Marla looked at the documents spread out on the table,
her hands trembled when she picked one of them up.
The sight of the nasty little man on the other side of
the table was not improved by the smirk on his face.
Marla would have been hard pressed at that moment to
say who she was angrier with; the slimy little man
across the table whose intent was obviously blackmail;
or her slimy husband who had been indiscreet enough to
allow these pictures to be taken.  That wasn't fair,
Marla reminded herself.  After all, every great man
seems to have a tragic flaw.  A weakness that, if not
guarded against, will be their downfall.  Marla had no
doubt that James was a great man, but why did his
weakness have to be other men's cocks?  Christ, Marla
thought, it would have been less damaging if he'd been
caught in a room full of underage hookers.  Marla took
a deep breath to calm herself.

"How much?"  Marla asked with a clenched jaw.  The
slimy little man's derisive laughter was even worse
than his superior smirk.

"I don't want your money.  You'd just steal it from
the tax payers anyway."

"What do you want?"

"You, or at least access to your body."  The man
smiled, Marla really looked like she was going to
throw up.  "For one hour between three and four PM
every Friday for the next fourteen weeks you will
allow me complete access to every part of your body."

"No way in hell."

"I'm going to tell you the complete deal, then I will
leave you with these copies of the pictures.  If you
don't show up for our first appointment, five minutes
later these will be delivered to your husbands worst
enemies."  Marla held her head in her hands and
listened to the slimy little man talk.

"If you look at the back of the first photo, you will
find the address of a motel."  The 'slimy little man'
waited until Marla had turned over the picture and
looked at the address.  "Just in case you don't
recognize it, it's a hotel that usually rents by the
hour to the dirtiest, cheapest crack whores in this
city.  I expect you to show up every Friday dressed to
blend in with the other customers.  I expect you to
dress like the sluttiest street whore would dress."
The slimy little man thought Marla might throw up on
the photographs as she listened to his instructions.
"And, since I'm sure the anticipation of getting
fucked by me won't make you all wet and slippery, I'd
suggest you lube yourself up before entering the
room."  Marla's body heaved with a visible gag when
she thought about putting K-Y jelly up her cunt while
she was sitting in a car in the parking lot of a well
known whore's motel.

"We will start tomorrow at three PM."

"I can't make it tomorrow at three, couldn't we start
next Friday?"

"If you are not at that motel, dressed like a whore,
with your cunt, and ass, lubed and ready to fuck at
three PM tomorrow these pictures will be distributed
at three oh five."  The man stood up and walked to the
door.

"I insist you wear a condom."

"You," the man said turning back to face Marla, "don't
insist on a god damn thing.  If you want to make sure
your not impregnated then you better take steps to
take care of it.  But I am going to fuck every part of
your body with nothing between my dick and your holes,
and when I cum inside you I want my sperm crawling
into every nook and cranny of your body."  Marla's
face grew red with anger and humiliation as the man
talked.

"And, not to be too much of a cliche," he added before
opening the door, "the originals and negatives are in
a safe deposit box.  The key is in the possession of a
friend of mine.  If that friend does not hear from me,
in person, every few hours, they will be distributed."

"Why are you doing this?"  Marla asked, genuine tears
rolling down her cheeks.

"Suffice to say that I have ample reason to want
vengeance.  I'm going to use you in every degrading
way my very fertile and very perverted imagination can
devise, and knowing that you have no idea why I'm
doing this only makes the revenge sweeter."  The slimy
little man left the room.  Marla knew she had no
choice, she had to attend the first session.  She
picked up her phone and punched in a number.

"We need to discuss a special project," she said
without preamble or introduction when the phone was
answered.  She hung up the phone, then almost gagged
again when she looked at the pictures of her husband
on his knees with a large cock in his mouth.  Marla
remembered the line from the movie "The Contender"
'The American people can forgive a lot of things, but
one thing they can't forgive is the image of the Vice
President with a mouthful of cock'.  She picked up the
phone and called another number.

"Clear my schedule for tomorrow afternoon, I don't
care what it takes."

Marla looked at her watch, she had three minutes
before she had to knock on the door of room number
204.  She had to suppress another retch when she
thought of the things that slimy little man would be
doing to her.  She squeezed a generous amount of K-Y
jelly onto her finger then, spreading her legs as far
as she could in the car, reached under her short,
tight, Lycra skirt and pushed the cold, slick jell
into herself.  Marla had trouble imagining anything
more humiliating than 'lubing' herself so she could,
in essence, be raped more comfortably.  After
squirting more of the lubricating jell onto her
finger, Marla leaned over and, supporting herself with
her elbow on the passenger side seat, reached back and
lubricated her ass.

Marla had not expected Edison to complete his task in
time to stop this day's humiliation but she had every
confidence she would, within a couple of days, find a
packet on her desk containing all of the original
evidence, and assurances that she would never hear
from this short slimy man again.  Edison was the only
man Marla could trust.  He had supplied her with the
'whore' clothes she was wearing, and the car she was
driving that could not be traced back to her.  It was
Edison who had assured her that there were no hidden
cameras in the motel room and was watching over her
now to make sure no one bothered her as she kept this
humiliating rendezvous.

Marla, deathly afraid that someone would take a
picture of her dressed like a whore and going into a
whore motel, wore a hat and large sunglasses, and kept
her head down as she walked from the car to the motel
room.  Even so, Marla felt exposed.  With every step
the short, tight, Lycra skirt moved higher up her
thighs.  She had to tug continually on the bottom edge
to keep her crotch from being exposed to anyone who
might be watching, and taking pictures.  Going up the
steps was its own form of torture.  Marla knew that
every step exposed her pussy.  Marla felt a little
relief when she stood with her back to the world while
she knocked on the door.  The door opened, Marla
wanted to throw up and run away at the same time.  The
ugly, slimy, little man was already naked.  Marla
gasped as she stepped into the sleazy room of the
whore motel.  Judging from what she saw of it in its
flaccid state, this ugly, slimy, little man had the
largest cock she had ever seen, and she had seen a few
in her life.  A cock of this length and girth was the
last thing Marla expected to see on a man who almost
qualified as a dwarf.

"Impressive, isn't it?"  The slimy little man asked as
he grasped his dick and waved it up and down in her
direction.  Marla found herself wishing she had taken
his advice to 'lube herself' a little more seriously.
Marla also noticed that the slimy little man's dick
was uncut.  Marla hated uncircumcised cocks.  She had,
on one occasion refused to have sex with a man, after
they were already undressed, because she realized that
he was not circumcised.  She turned pale, and
suppressed another retch, when she thought about
having to take that huge, uncircumcised cock into her
mouth.   She heard the door close, the chain being put
on the door, and then the ugly, slimy, little man
spoke.

"Strip, bitch," was all he said.  The man walked over
to the bed, sat on the edge, then leaned back on one
elbow and stroked his growing cock with his other hand
while he watched Marla struggle out of her tight,
revealing whore-clothes.  Marla cursed silently when
the tears began to flow down her cheeks, she had
promised herself that, no matter what happened, she
would not let this vile monster see her cry.

"I love it when women cry," the slimy man said as he
stroked his now completely hard dick, "it always helps
get me hard when the slut I'm about to fuck cries and
begs me not to fuck her."  Marla's body shook with
rage as she finished taking off the clothes she had
worn into the room.

"Come over here," the man demanded as soon as Marla
was naked, "stand right here in front of me."  Marla
moved over to stand in front of her tormentor with,
what she hopped was a defiant look on her face.
"Spread your legs," he ordered as he sat up, bringing
his face within a few inches of Marla's naked crotch.
"Now use your hands and spread yourself open."  More
than anything else, Marla wanted to slap this nasty
little perverted gnome of a man and run from the room.
Instead she did as she was told and, her fingers
trembling with rage and humiliation, pulled herself
open so he could look at her cunt while he stroked the
huge, hard, obscene, uncircumcised cock sticking up
from a thick mat of curly pubic hair in his crotch.

"Rub your clit, whore," he ordered as the foreskin
moved on and off the large, helmet shaped head of his
monster cock.  Marla's clitoris had always been her
week spot.  Once someone got a finger on her clitoris,
Marla was helpless.  As soon as she started rubbing
it, Marla's clitoris became engorged with blood and
extended a full half inch past her cunt lips.

"On your knees, the man ordered," Marla stopped
rubbing her clitoris and got down on her knees in
front of the ugly little man with the giant,
uncircumcised cock.

"Continue rubbing your big monster clit while you suck
on your new best friend."  Trying with all her will
power to control the heaving of her stomach contents,
Marla leaned forward and took the head of the ugly
man's vile cock into her mouth while she rubbed her
swollen, sensitive clitoris.

"Just to make sure you'd enjoy this experience," the
slimy little man said as he placed his hands on the
back of Marla's head and pushed her mouth further down
onto his cock, "I fucked a couple of whores yesterday,
and their cunt drippings have been fermenting under my
foreskin all day."  Marla's stomach heaved as the ugly
little man pushed his dick further into her mouth, but
she managed to bring it under control.

"If you barf on me," he warned Marla, "you'll have to
lick every drop of it back up."  Marla tried not to
think of the effluence of the whores' cunts now
contaminating her tongue as the man pushed his cock
into her throat.

"I checked with the whores before I fucked them and
made sure they'd each fucked at least ten johns
without washing themselves."  Marla struggled once
again to get her stomach under control as the dirty,
uncircumcised, cock pushed deeper into her throat.  It
had been years since Marla had choked on a cock while
sucking it.  Even now, it was not the size of the cock
that was causing her to gag, but the knowledge of what
was on it.

"So you're eating the combined jizz of twenty men and
the cunt slime of two whores."  Marla was sure that,
if her throat had not been plugged by the biggest cock
ever forced down her gullet, she would have spewed the
contents of her stomach across the room.  There were
times when Marla wished she did not have such a vivid
imagination.  Despite the rage and humiliation, and
the sick feeling of having a filthy, whore anointed,
uncircumcised cock fucking her throat, Marla could
feel warmth spreading through her body from her
traitorous clitoris.  The man held her captive, her
face impaled on his large cock, her lips pressed
against his kinky pubic hair (which she just knew was
stiff with the same collection of dried bodily fluids
he had bragged about being on his dick), while Marla
struggled to breath.  While one hand continued to work
on her clitoris, Marla, with increasing desperation
pushed against her tormentor with the other.  The
warmth spreading from her clitoris grew hotter until
it felt like her insides were going to melt.  Then, on
the verge of passing out, an orgasm of such intensity
that Marla never would have believed it possible
exploded inside her.  The evil little man released
Marla's head, she fell backward onto the filthy shag
carpet, gasping for air and still frantically rubbing
her clitoris.  Marla hated her body for having an
orgasm in front of this vile, disgusting little man.
She hated the man for forcing her to have the most
intense orgasm of her life against her will.  Mostly,
she hated her weak husband for putting her in a
position where she had to endure this shame and
humiliation to protect him.

"Get up, slut," the slimy little man said grabbing a
handful of her hair, "get on the bed, tits up, with
your knees bent and your legs spread.  You know, your
basic 'fuck me' position."  Marla could feel her face
turning red as she climbed onto the bed and arranged
herself the way the filthy little pervert wanted.  She
could not think of anything more humiliating than
having this man witness her having an orgasm under
these conditions.

The little man with the gigantic cock produced a dildo
that, while smaller than his dick, was large by any
other measure.  With a single thrust, the man forced
the dildo completely inside Marla's cunt.  A
protrusion near the base of the dildo slammed into
Marla's tender, overly sensitive clitoris, causing
pain and pleasure in equal amounts to radiate through
out Marla's body.  Holding the dildo inside Marla,
with the protrusion pushed firmly against her
clitoris, the man twisted the end of the dildo.  With
a loud buzz, the dildo began to vibrate deep inside
Marla's cunt and against her clitoris.  As soon as the
vibrations started, Marla's clitoris rebelled; it hi-
jacked her hips, and started to hump her cunt on the
invading dildo.

"Hold it," the man ordered, "hold it up against your
clit with both hands."  Marla reached down between his
legs and held the vibrating dildo inside her pussy
while the ugly little man climbed onto the bed.
Placing his hands on the back of Marla's knees, he
pushed her legs further apart and down toward her
shoulders.  Supporting himself with his hands on the
back of Marla's legs, the man rested the tip of his
huge, hard cock against her anus and watched her face.
Marla new she was about to get fucked up the ass with
a cock far bigger than any she'd ever had even in her
cunt.  Marla felt trapped by the man's stare, like an
insect being held by a pin through its body.  What is
he waiting for?  She wondered as her sphincter muscle
twitched against the tip of his cockhead.

When she finally realized  what the slimy pervert was
waiting for, Marla moaned out loud, and tried to will
her body to stop reacting to the vibrator.  She knew
before it happened that, as soon as she started to
cum, this sadistic little creep was going to slam his
baseball-bat cock into her ass.  He waited patiently,
never taking his eyes off Marla's face, and seemed to
know, even before she did, when her orgasm started.
Just as the first wave of pleasure started to crash
over her body, it was obliterated by the pain of the
perverts cock slamming into her ass.  It seemed like
the alternating waves of pain and pleasure would never
stop.  The man would hold himself buried deep inside
Marla's ass for several minutes then pull it almost
all the way out and then slam it back inside her so
hard the bed would bang against the wall.

Marla had no idea how long this ugly little pervert
fucked her ass, nor how many times she came during the
brutal anal sex, or whether or not he left cum inside
her ass.  All she knew was that she was suddenly
empty, the massive cock and the dildo removed
simultaneously, leaving her hips fucking thin air.
The man climbed off the bed and pulled the straight
back chair over and sat on it.

"Fuck yourself, bitch, fuck yourself with your
fingers.  Fuck yourself and make yourself cum."  With
one hand Marla pinched, pulled, and stroked her
clitoris while, with the other hand, she fucked four
fingers in and out of her cunt.  Much to her own
surprise, Marla came quickly and violently, banging
the bed against the wall and moaning loudly.

"Come here, whore," the ugly little man demanded,
grabbing her ankle and pulling her with surprising
strength to the foot of the bed.  Marla climbed off
the bed and knelt where the slimy little man obviously
wanted her, between his outstretched legs.

"Now I want you to clean my cock before I put it in
your cunt.  I want every trace of dried whore slime
and old john jizz removed.  Start with my balls and
pubic hair and work your way up to the tip.  Marla's
stomach rolled and heaved, the man's balls and pubic
hair reeked of old dried sex.  Marla had to swallow
several times to keep the contents of her stomach
down.  Long strings of thick viscous saliva flowed
from Marla's mouth, drooling all the way to the floor,
as she licked the nasty dried remains of old sex from
the crotch of the ugly little pervert who was abusing
her for his vengeful amusement.

"Back on the bed, slut, it's time for me to rip you
open.  I'm going to show you exactly what Madonna
meant when she sang "Like a Virgin". I'm going to give
you a feeling you haven't had since the first time you
let a pimple-faced teenager fuck you in the backseat
of his car in exchange for dinner and a movie.  Marla
crawled back up onto the bed, laid 'tits up', bent her
knees and spread her legs.  There was almost an
eagerness to her assuming the 'fuck me' position.  The
ugly little pervert followed her onto the bed and,
kneeling between her legs, grasped the base of his
cock and rubbed the head up and down her folds of
pussy flesh.  Marla couldn't hide the little jerks of
pleasure that shot through her body every time the
slimy little man's cockhead rubbed over her clitoris.
Marla gasped as the head of this huge cock pushed her
cunt open and slid inside.  The ugly little pervert
was correct, Marla had not felt anything like this
since the first time a hard cock was pushed into her
pussy.  The man thrust his large hard dick deeper and
deeper into Marla's pussy.  With each thrust Marla's
large sensitive clitoris was pulled down and drug
along the top of the cock being forced into her
causing spasms of pleasure to shoot through her body.
After reaching full penetration, the perverted little
man replaced the short thrusts with long powerful
thrusts, fucking the entire length of his cock in and
out of Marla's cunt with a steady rhythm.   Each time
the dick fucked into her cunt, its entire length would
drag across Marla's clitoris.  Each pulse of pleasure
caused by the cock rubbing on the clitoris would end
in a small explosion of pain as the man's pubic bone
slammed into Marla's extremely sensitive clitoris.
These alternating explosions of pleasure and pain
inside Marla's head drove her to orgasm after orgasm.

Marla was lost to everything except the rhythmic
pulses of pleasure and pain driving her deeper and
deeper into a state of orgasmic obsession.  She lost
all concept of time and place.  She even forgot that
the large, hard cock giving her this pleasure belonged
to a slimy perverted little man who was bent on
revenge for some slight Marla could no longer
remember.  Marla heard herself screaming in mindless
pleasure, then she felt the huge invading cock pulse
and twitch inside her body as the slimy little pervert
of a man drenched the walls of her cunt with his cum.

"My cum is inside you," he crowed with victory over
the woman his cock was still buried inside.  "My sperm
is invading your body, my jizz is branding the walls
of your cunt with my ownership."  Marla began to weep
as she remembered where she was, and who was fucking
her.  The ugly little gnome pulled his huge cock from
Marla's well fucked pussy and wiped it clean on her
stomach and pubic hair.

"Now get dressed," he ordered, then sat, still naked,
and watched the sobbing woman pull on her 'whore
clothes'.

"One more thing," he said as soon as she was dressed.
Grasping her arm he pulled her into the bathroom.
"Down on your knees, cunt," he ordered, pulling her
down to her knees in front of the toilet with
surprising strength for a small man.  "Bend over," he
said as he grasped the back of her neck and forced her
head, face first, down over the toilet.  Marla felt
warm liquid hit the back of her head and stream down
the sides of her face to drip from her wet hair into
the toilet bowl.  As soon as she realized that the
disgusting little man was pissing on her, Marla began
to heave, throwing up what little she had in her
stomach to mix with the mans pee in the toile bowl.
"That's all for today," the man announced as soon as
he was finished peeing on his victim.  Pulling her to
her feet, the man pushed Marla through the motel room
and out the door.  "Next week I'll make you drink it,"
he said with a sadistic laugh as he closed the door.

Marla, her hair still dripping urine was beyond
noticing that her Lycra skirt had been hiked up almost
her waist, exposing her crotch for all the world to
see.  Marla hurried down the stairs as fast as she
could, and ran across the parking lot to her car.
Pulling the keys from her purse, Marla stumbled and
fell down onto her hands and knees beside the car
door.  She heaved and retched over and over again even
though there was nothing left in her stomach to throw
up.  She did not know, nor did she care that her just
fucked ass and cunt were on display for anyone who
walked by to see.  As the muscle cramping spasms
subsided in her abdomen, Marla climbed to her feet and
tried to get control of her trembling body so she
could unlock the door and get into the car.  Once in
the car, Marla drove from the parking lot, almost
hitting two other cars.  In the car on the other side
of the parking lot, Edison put down the camera he had
been using to take pictures of Marla's exposed cunt
and ass.  Smiling, he got out of his car and went up
to room 204.

Marla's husband looked at the pictures of his wife.
Edison had, as usual done an excellent job.  The close
up of her cunt and ass, taken while she was dry
heaving beside the car were excellent, he could even
see a tiny rivulet of Edward's cum oozing from his
wife's cunt.

"Did you get the tape?"

"Yes, it's right here."

"Well, put it in."  Marla's husband was already taking
his cock from his trousers in anticipation of seeing
his wife humiliated by Edward.  Edison put the tape in
the machine then sat down next to his employer.
Marla's husband stopped stroking his cock and, after
freeing Edison's from the confines of his pants, began
to stroke his.  Edison, crossing arms with his
employer stroked his employers cock while they both
watched his employer's wife being abused by the 'slimy
little man' with the huge cock.

"Maybe this will finally teach that fucking bitch I'm
married to what her place is in this world."  Marla's
husband said.  "She should know by now that I don't
want to be anything more than a member of the city
council.  Her and her silly ideas that I should get
into national politics."  Edison knelt in front of his
employers and took his employer's cock into his mouth.
"After we get all fourteen tapes," he continued, as
his employee sucked on his cock, "we will invite
Edward over for dinner, I'm sure Marla would love to
see him again.  We'll show all fourteen episodes of
'Marla the Whore', then we'll have Edward and Marla
re-enact our favorite scenes for us."  Edison felt his
employers cock twitch and explode in his mouth at the
thought of seeing Edward abuse his wife 'in living
color'.

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