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From: bud english <nyminus@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Attempted Rape of Wife (extreme violence)
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Date: Sun, 23 Nov 2008 20:10:01 -0500
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Story: Attempted Rape of Wife( extreme violence



Me and Lisa had just moved into the new city and I had my job already.
Actually I had been transfered at my request. Lisa took her time and
looked for suitable employment. We both had to work to acheive our
dream. No kids yet but that was in the future. Lisa and I had only been
married two years.



 Lisa met me as I got home from work with the news that she had
landed a job with a telecommunications company as a researcher. I told
her that I was happy that she was. We skipped dinner that night and
went right to our bedroom for sex. As always , sex with Lisa was great.
As a matter of fact everything was. I had forgotten about the old place
and was concentrating of making the best of my new job. Lisa kissed me
and told me that she loved me. I held her and soon we were asleep.



 The days went by and soon Lisa told me the news about the company
party we were going to on Friday night. Later that same day I had to go
to Lisa's work and get her signature on some papers from her. I noticed
that several of her co workers kept comming to the lobby for some
reason or other. I was sure that it was to see the new foxes husband. I
realize that many of the men smirked as they saw me.



 I was only five foot eight and weighted about one seventy. I had
to smile to myself. Lisa told me that night that she had been hit on
several times from men she worked with. She had complained to the
manager but he shrugged it off. It seems the her co workers who were
for the most part tall and went to the gym, had seen me as no threat to
them and moved in. Lisa said that the managers attitude was that if I
didn't like boys being boys that i could take myself elsewhere, "And
then the bastard hit on me just like the others had been doing," she
said.



 I laughed and told her that it would probably be resolved at the
party. Friday came around and Lisa and I were dressed to the nines.

We arrived at the hotel where the party was being held. We went into
the lobby and saw a trio of her co workers going there. One of them
,Harve I think, came over and put his arm around Lisa and made to
escort her in. I motioned with my eyes for lisa to go ahead. Herve put
his arm well around Lisa's waist and went toward the party, " Better
let a real man escort her in...if people see a woman with a man not
much taller than her...well you know what I mean." I didn't know what
he meant but smiled to myself and let the other man with Herve, Bill
Jordan put his arm around my wife's waist and they both leaed into her
and walked her in the party.



 The party seemed well under way and i saw several women sitting
and taliking  to each other. They seemed bored. I figured that
they were the wives of the other men who had gathered around Lisa and
were monololizing her to themselves. Bob Hurley, the manager came and
inserted himself between his workers and my wife, " Now you know that
management gets first crack at her." Lisa pulled herself away and waled
towards me. "Hey." it was hurley that yelled at her and followed her as
she got to me, "You see we have a rule here at these parties that no
wofe is allowed to be with her husband here."



He attempted to to pull Lisa by her arm and she whirled and glared at
him. She looked at me with that look that said, Here we go again."

I had my hand in my pocket and punched a button then I took my hand out
of both pockets. Hurly who was a large man of six and a half feet and
well muscled told me to put them back in my pockets, "You will be a lot
safer." I looked at lisa and indicated that we should leave but Hurley
was having none of it. " You had better not make trouble," I noticed
that we were surronded by the other men. Lisa and i felt like Pygmies
encircled by Zulus.



 About then a hubub broke out at the door and three men walked in.
I should saw an army walked in. These men were twice what any so called
man there was. Hurley turned and started to tell the men to leave but
thought better of it. The large man in uniform with ribbons down to his
belt came and hugged me and lisa. The other two did like wise. The
first man wore colonels eagles on his lapels. The other wore Captains
bars. They hugged us both and the colonel, Brittany Cole looked around
him and said in a booming voice, " I see that I need to explain my
presence here...you see the sarge invited us," he indicated me, "I
guess you could say that I am here to prevent misunderstandings."



 It was obvious that the new arrivals had interrupted the party
and all the guys from my work were angry. It was Hurley that told the
new arrivals that they had better leave before they all got mad and
kicked thier asses. "Look Mister chicken," he said refering to the bird
on his shoulders, " We are perhaps fifteen  men and you are only
three...now who do you think is going to get their asses kicked?" The
Colonel looked at Hurly with extreme pity and shook his head, " We had
this party so we could all fuck Joihn's wife and if you or them don't
like it then get your ass moving." 



 I looked at them with a look of resignation and looked at my sweet wife, " Lisa do you want all these men to fuck you?" 



 " Hell no...I don't want their creepy hands on me." she said evenly.



 "So it looks like they will have to rape you then," I asked her.



 Lisa said tht it pretty much sumed up the situation. I looked at
Hurley and said that if that were the case then Lisa was going to file
sexual harassment charges against the company and thet she wasn't
working there anymore. The two big security men that Hurley had hired
closed and locked the doors. Their black faces were grinning widly as
Hurly had told them that they could fuck the white bitch as soon as
they had. "We don't want you guys to stretch her all out so we won't
get any good tight pussy," Hurly had told them. 



 They all walked over to the three Army men and tried to look
menacingly at them. The three men broke out in howls of laughter. Lisa
had pulled a recorder mout of her purse and held it up for Hurley to
see, " I guess this will prove the sexual harassment. One of the wives,
a fat sloppy woman came at Lisa and tried to grab the recorder away
from her. She feel to the floor screaming as Lida kicked her foot into
her fat midsection. John was filiming the entire thing. The next thing
that happened was that Hurley and several other men...well they were
male at least, made a grab at Lisa and I swung into action. Hurley had
my wife by the wrist and was trying to wrestel the recorder awal. 



 Without loosing focus with the camera, I stepped toward Hurley
and stiffened my free arm. I swung it and caught Hurley directly under
the chi, His head snapped back and I could tell that i had broken his
neck but had not killed him. He fell to the floor and flopped like a
wrung neck chicken. I saw that several of the others, especially the
large black security guys had turned to the three Army men. The three
men looked at each other as if to ask who had the pleasure of this
dance. 



 Dance they did. The three decided that the honor would go to the
smallest one of them. Samuel came alive with a whirling dervi9sh o0f
kicks and punches to the two before they knew what was going on they
were dying with scared look on their confused shocked faces. Their eyes
were round and wide open as they realized that the tiger that they had
pulled the tail on was a wild one and not the tame little tabby cat.
One ot the company men made the mistake of trying a knife attack on the
Colonel. In no time the Colonel had reversed the blade upon the neck of
the weilder and blood spurted out of a deep gash that went from ear to
mear. 



 The guy's wife, who was mostly drunk came at the Colonel with a
tble fork and he simply turned it around and let her impail herself in
the eye with the utinsel. She screamed and ran around in circles
screaming in pain. She would live but in her thrashing around she
ripped the stuck eye out of her head and now a bloody socket stared at
everyone. 

I threw the camera to the Colonel, telling him tah he played too
rough.""Well John I guess we don't know any other way to play, " He
laughed and started recording the slaughter. 



 Three of the wives lay prone at my wife's feet as she broke the
neck with a bear hug of another drunken wife. This time it was Herves.
Herve came at her screaming and I met him with my stiffened fingers in
his larynx. He grabbed his throat and started coughing for breath. I
didn't kill him. I just made it hard for him to breethe. I looked at
the bodies laying around us. The guys from the company were huddled,
shaking and whimpering on the floor. I counted four wives sobbing like
little children with them. The others were all laying on the floor ,
either dead of dying. Herve was coughing and turning blue in the face.



 The colonel took the recorder and the camera and panned the
camera around at the bodies. He took a cell phone and called 911. Then
he made another call to the nearby Army base. He and the other two
checked each other to see if they had gotten their uniforms dirty or
messed up." Hey John...it looks like that iraqi patrol that had the
nerve to try and take you. I guess it was alright then...they were the
enemy." John looked and said that it seemed to him that this group was
the enemy'



 " I mean tryng to rape my wife on camera too." I said. I went to
lisa and held her shaking body. She was a helluva fighter, thanks to
mthe training that my friends had put her through. One of the army guys
unlocked the door just as a batallion of blue dressed policemen
arrived. We all assumed non threatning positions and the policemen
looked at the slaughter with horror. "Ok...ok...", one cop with
leutenant bars on said..."Who is responsible for all this.



 He and his men were handcuffing all of us when a booming voice
said. "Just a fucking minute." It was General Conners of homeland
security. The head policeman knew him and went white from fear of this
legendary character. After a time it was all sorted out. The police
looked at us as if we were superman and the devil all at the same time.
We produced the take and the recording. The police wanted the tapes but
General Connors took them in the interest of homeland security. They
woiuld be returned to the owner as soon as they were felt to have no
security significance except to establish that we were acting in self
defense.



 Lisa looked at me and whispered that it had happened again. The
General told her that she should not feel that she didanything wrong
except to denend herself. He told the policemen there that it had
happened in Pittsburg a few months ago. Lisa was working in a company=t
that was suddenly bought out by unscrupoulus black men. They had tried
to rape Lisa after work one day as John came by to pick her up. What
happened were three dead and two black men that would be hooked up to
tubes for the rest of their short lives. The surviving company men
listened with fearful eyes. They looked at John as if he were a devil.



 Actually he was. He had been trained to kill for survival. He
extended that right to his wife and killed or maimed seven men with out
breaking a sweat. Three secretaries who were being raped at the same
time it was tried on Lisa testified that John had no choice but to
defend himself and his wife. They also testified that they called to
them for help as the blacks were raping them. The out come of this
latest slaughter was hat the main company had to pay out millions to
Lisa and John for the missdeeds of their employees. The two started up
a telecommunications company them selves and hired all formen service
combat veterand and women.







 I know that this story sounds bloody but it is in response to
Literiticas well established practice of publishing only wimp husband
and slut wives stories. We all know that that is not the case. men are
ready to fuight and kill for their wives and the genre of writers at
Litterotica that write these wimp stories are becomming a part of the
oast thanks to writers like myself and Patrica52, Papoatoad, Winterfrog
and DGHear to name a few. Write Laurel at literotica an =d complain
about the putrid stories that it publishes. Thank you Nyminus




















      


      
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