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Authors name: MercySlayer (mercyslayer@yahoo.com)
Story title : Boss's Revenge
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BOSS'S REVENGE (M-hispanics+/F-caucasion, rp, bond)
BY: MERCYSLAYER (mercyslayer@yahoo.com)
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Carol straightened her skirt and took one more look in
the mirror. She detested being stuck in this horrible
country, but she was trying to work her way up to anchor,
and this was the place to find the news stories. Her boss
at the network sent her here to find the leader of the
rebel forces, interview him, and bring the videotape back
as an exclusive.
If she did that, he promised her a weekend night anchor
on the news. It was only the late news, but still it was
a shot. That was all he would give her after she refused
to have sex with him. Carol had worked hard to be a
journalist, and she was not going to stoop to using her
looks to attain her dreams.
Carol knew she had the "looks." Blond, blue-eyes, she had
a near-perfect body. At 28, she was 5 feet, 8 inches
tall, with 38D breast, a 22-inch waist, and 34-inch hips.
She worked out daily in the gym to keep that shape. Her
blond hair was shoulder length and she worn it pulled
back in a loose ponytail. She had to admit she used that
body to get doors open, wearing tight skirts, a button or
two discreetly left open to show her ample cleavage. It
brought her unwelcome sexual advances, but had also
gotten her a job as a cub reporter with the local
network.
She had no time for boyfriends; her last one thought she
was a prude because she refused to have oral sex. Carol
thought it was a discussing concept; making love was hard
enough and she always wanted to shower afterwards. He
could not tolerate her lack of desire for sexual
adventure, so he broke up with her. Just as well, Carol
had no time for boys as she worked to become a network
anchor. Then there was her boss; Carol still cringed when
she thought about his hand sliding up her skirt. Carol
thought nothing of him asking her for a meeting, but
before she could react, he shoved his hand up her skirt
to the "V" in her panties.
Carol quickly jumped up and vehemently protested. The
boss countered that Carol was inviting him to have sex
with her, dressing in short skirts, leaving her tits to
be seen. Carol realized her boss just presented an
opportunity. She began accusing him of sexual harassment,
assault, rape anything she could think of to bring about
fear.
It had worked, her boss promised her this assignment for
her silence. Now as she gazed in the mirror, Carol felt
no guilt about how she got here. She hated South
American, it was hot and dirty. She started wearing
cotton bras and thongs because of the heat. Wearing
cotton was cooler and she did not have to shower as much.
Carol hated the cotton bras, they provided little support
and under the light-colored shirts she could see her
nipples and even the darkness of her large areola.
The only advantage that Carol could find in the heat was
her large nipples rarely became erect and embarrassing to
her. That was her only flaw she thought; that her nipples
were almost an inch long when erect and her areolas were
dark, and as large as the lid of a can. Carol felt her
breasts were deformed except for their size. That she was
thankful for. In the mirror she now admired how those
breast filled out her yellow shirt.
She just left two buttons undone showing only a bit of
cleavage. Her yellow cotton skirt was just above the knee
and with her dark pumps she felt she looked very
professional. The white thong was a bit uncomfortable
riding upward, but Carol knew it was the coolest way to
go. She rushed downstairs to meet her cameraman and the
contact.
Carol met the cameraman, James, as planned in front of
the hotel. He was a little older than Carol and
experienced in these types of situations. He had
cautioned her to dress conservatively and signed when she
approached. Just as she reached James, her contact, Juan
arrived in a beat-up old Mercedes. Juan ordered both
inside and sped off out of town.
Carol questioned Juan about their destination and he
explained that she was to interview the leader of the
rebels who were trying to overthrow the government. Juan
explained that this was an excellent opportunity because,
Carlos, the leader, had never been photographed or
interviewed. Carol smiled and looked excitedly at James
as the car continued down a narrowing dirt road.
After about an hour, Juan began to slow as he approached
a small town. Juan explained to Carol that the rebels
occupied the town and that this was Carlos's base
station. Juan drove the Mercedes into the center of town.
Carol looked around and found no one. Her, James, and
Juan all exited the car and stood in front of it looking
at the dust blowing through apparently abandoned
buildings. It was almost noon and very hot.
If almost on cue, several figures appeared, each carrying
different weapons, and began walking toward the trio. At
the front was a man Carol assumed to be Carlos. He was at
least 6 feet tall, long, black hair, and a long growth of
beard present. As he approached, Carol took noted of the
20 to 25 men with him.
All were dirty, long shaggy, thick black hair and mostly
between the ages of 20 and 30. Carlos looked to be about
35. James already began to videotape the group as Carlos
came face to face with Juan. The two exchanged words in
Spanish, then Carlos pulled a gun from his belt and shot
Juan in the head. Carol screamed as James began to run
back toward the car. James was met with a rifle butt to
the head and fell on the ground bleeding from his ear.
The man who struck him pointed his rifle at James's ear
and fired.
Carol was hysterically crying as she realized her
foolishness. She began backing away as Carlos approached
her but there was no way to go as she was surrounded by
his men. Carlos now stood directly in front of her. Carol
knew the look, that look of lust as Carlos drank in her
plump breast, narrow waist, and long legs. He shouted
something in Spanish that Carol did not understand and
all the men held their weapons in the air and cheered.
When Carol looked around she was startled as Carlos
quickly reached out and ripped the buttons from her
blouse exposing her breast straining against the cotton
bra. Carol tried to hold the blouse together and began to
beg and cry as the circle of men closed around her. Her
screams fell on deaf ears as she was grabbed from every
direction and her clothes torn from her body leaving her
standing in only the white cotton thong. Carlos pointed
at her shoes and Carol knew he wanted them off also.
She tried to cover her breast and felt the hot noon air
on her bare ass, the only covering the thin strip of
cotton from the thong. Carlos grabbed her arm and pulled
her to the front of the car and pushed her across it. The
hood, hot from the sun, burned her naked breast. Carol
struggle violently, but her hands were stretched across
the hood and held tightly in place. She felt the hands on
her ass and tried to kick backwards. She stopped suddenly
when she felt the incredible sting in her ass cheek and
the pain that followed. She turned her head back and saw
the riding crop in Carlos's hand and began to beg again.
Carlos ordered her release and Carol turned to face him
not caring about her naked breast. She could see the
desire in all of the men and knew she had to think fast
to avoid the unthinkable. She tried to communicate with
Carlos, but he simply pointed to her thongs indicating
she was to remove them. Carol could not believe him, he
was forcing her to become naked.
When Carol did not comply, Carlos brought the riding crop
down hard on her left tit, striking the nipple and
causing them both to become erect. Carol almost passed
out from the pain, but immediately began to remove her
thong to the cheers and jeers of the men.
Carlos nodded approvingly at the thinly trimmed hair
surrounding Carol's cunt. She had copied the trim from
the girl's in Playboy. Just a thin line of hair above her
cunt lips and the rest shaved bare. It had been cooler in
South American and she now cursed the way it look and
obviously further excited these filthy men that
surrounded her.
Completely naked, Carlos pointed to the hood of the car.
Carol knew what he wanted her to do, but she refused to
help this animal abuse her. The riding crop across her
right nipple weakened her resistance and the immediate
follow-up blow across her abdomen convinced Carol that he
would beat her to death if she didn't comply. Crying,
Carol slowly turned around and leaned over the car.
The men began cheering as two grabbed her arms and pulled
her across the hood until her feet dangled off the other
side and her firm ass jutted skyward. She felt his hands
on her ass again as Carlos pulled the firm mounds apart
exposing her anal ring and the back of her cunt. The
cheering continued as he removed all 12 inches of his
dick from his pants and placed it at the entrance of her
cunt.
Carol refused to turn and look as she felt the pressure
against her vaginal opening. She braced herself as Carlos
slowly worked his massive tool into her cunt. He cursed
her dryness, but continued to drive himself inch by inch
into her cunt. Carol began to scream as she felt the
walls of her cunt stretch further than she had ever felt.
She thought he must be tearing her inside as she tried to
force herself to relax.
Finally she felt his pubic hair against her ass and his
balls at the top of her cunt. Carol exhaled loudly as she
realized he was buried all the way inside her. Carlos
could feel the tip of his rod banging against her cervix.
He began to slide out slowly enjoying Carol's scream of
pain from the dryness. Carol began to pray that she would
lubricate before this monster did permanent damage.
The rebel leader could go slow no more and to the cheers
of his men began pounding Carol without mercy. He reached
around and grad her tits pinching Carol's sore nipples
between his thumb and forefinger as he slammed away. With
each thrust he tightened his grip on her nipples and
Carol grunted and whimper in unison. She finally felt him
tense, and then felt his warm seed spreading throughout
her cunt. It's over she thought, but Carlos did not move.
He left his dick inside her while he stood her up and
turned her toward the men.
Now Carol was completely humiliated. She was naked, with
this man's dick shoved into her cunt and her breast
jutting outward. Carlos forced her to walk around the
circle of men with his dick lodged in her cunt. Each step
caused him to rub the insides of her already raw vagina.
As she came to each man, Carlos stopped her and said
something in Spanish. To Carol's horror, the man laughed,
took one of her breast and began to suck the nipple very
hard. Carol tried to back away, but was sandwiched
between Carlos's dick and the man's mouth on her breast.
Carlos spoke to the man next to the one sucking her
breast, and he began ravaging the other breast. Carol was
beside herself as the two men hungrily sucked her nipples
pulling her dark areolas into their mouths. Carlos yelled
again and Carol gained some relief as they spit her
nipples out. She looked down and saw they were as hard as
they could be sticking out from her body like two large
erasers. Carlos forced her to side step with his dick
still buried in her to the next two men and the abuse of
her tits was repeated.
As he worked Carol around the circle, her nipples began
to bleed from the sucking and biting and Carol was
beginning to feel a warmness down her legs from a trickle
of blood running down the insides of her thighs. Carol
could feel that his dick had grown to full size again and
Carlos had undoubtedly rubbed her cunt raw. Carlos then
walked her back to the hood of the car and forced her
over it again.
Carol could not take another fucking from his massive
cock and began to fight with all her strength. It was
fruitless as the crowd of men quickly held her down and
pulled her legs further apart. Carol was surprised when
she felt his dick leave her cunt. Carol thought maybe her
crying and pleading had finally got through to this
heathen. But that thought was dashed when she felt that
massive head against her tight anus.
She wailed and tried to thrash about, but could only move
inches as she felt her asshole give way to the pressure
and surround his hard cock. Carol had never felt such
pain and fear overcame her and she tried to relax, to
release the tightness in her ass as the intrusion
continued deep into her bowels.
She wailed and wailed as each inch plunged deeper
spreading her ass wider and wider until she felt him
stopped. Carol's breathing was rapid and ragged and she
began to wail again as Carlos pulled his dick almost all
the way out, then plunged in to the hilt again.
With his men cheering him on, Carlos began to pump in and
out of Carol's ass dragging his cock almost all the way
out before driving it back in. He cursed the tightness
and knew his dick would be rubbed raw, but he would make
this white bitch pay. Carol just laid on the hood
whimpering while her ass was ravaged. She felt Carlos
tense and then felt the flood of cum filling her bowels.
Carlos pulled his dick from her ass with a audible "pop"
and it was followed with blood mixed with semen.
Carol just laid across the car, sobbing softly while the
cum mixed with blood leak from her cunt and ass. Carlos
threw up his hands at her and made an announcement to the
crowd of men. They rushed Carol who could no longer
fight. She felt fingers in her ass and in her cunt. Her
breast were being bitten, her nipples sucked as the men
fought over who would fuck her first.
Finally Carlos fired his gun in the air and the men all
stopped and looked at him. He gave some orders in Spanish
and two men pulled Carol from the car and dragged her
away.
Carol tried to struggle, as she was thrown on her back on
the ground. She pleaded as the two men tied her hands
above her head and staked them to the ground. Next she
heard four stakes driven into the ground around her head.
Her hair was tied in four shanks and attached to the
stakes, effectively immobilizing her head.
She began to sob uncontrollably as her legs were pulled
over her head at tied into place leaving her cunt and ass
fully exposed. She realized that all three of her holes
were now at the mercy of the men. To further her
humiliation, she knew she had been tied near the latrines
on the outskirts of town. She heard the men coming and
though she knew it was useless, she tried to move away
from the coming assaults.
The first man wanted her mouth and sound threatening as
he forced it open and placed his dick gingerly inside.
Carol thought to bite down, but remember the riding crop
and decided her fate would be much worse. She allowed her
mouth to be used as a cunt and fought not to vomit at the
musty odor. She gagged and had no choice but to swallow
every drop of his cum.
When he finished and was laughing, she felt another dick
enter her ass. This assailant used her breast like
handles, twisting and pulling while he rocked in and out
of her ass. Carol just lay on the ground, grunting with
each thrust, no fight, staring blankly at the sunset. She
did not even notice James, alive, with the camera
rolling.
The next morning as the sun came up Carol was awakened
with cold water in her face. Her arms and legs ached from
the position they had been in all night. Her lips were
cracked and a mixture of dry blood and cum coated her
face. Her asshole was gaping open and a pool of cum had
accumulated on the ground beneath her. Her cunt still had
cum dripping from it and her cunt lips were swollen twice
their size. Her nipples were numb, and still erect,
sticking out now almost two inches. Her dark areolas were
covered in teeth marks. Carol looked up at Carlos and
then saw James, and then Juan.
Carol tried to speak, to questioned what had happened,
but out of the corner of her eye got her answer. There,
standing between her legs pulled over her head was her
boss from the network. In his hand was his erect dick
pointing at her ass. Carol shook her head to remove the
cobwebs and saw the videotape in James's hand just as her
boss drove his dick into her already abused asshole.
Carol screamed and struggled with what little strength
remained.
Her boss just laughed as he latched onto her tits with
both hands pulling her nipples outward. He was shouting
at her as he pounded his meat in and out of her ass.
Carol squeezed her eyes shut trying not to hear. But her
boss reminded her again and again that she was just a
little prick-tease who finally got what she deserved.
When he finished with her ass, Carol's boss had her cunt
and mouth too. As he finished cumming in her mouth, he
stood up and in a final insult, pissed over her breast.
He told her that James had made a videotape of the entire
ordeal and with some clever editing, it should make a
best-selling porno film.
Carol's bonds were cut and she was given a pair of sweat
pants and sweatshirt. Juan drove up in the Mercedes and
shoved her into the back seat driving her back to the
motel. No one seemed to notice as Juan half dragged, half
carried Carol back to her room and threw her across the
bed. She was not sure how long she slept, but when she
awoke, she carefully walked to the shower and washed, and
washed the filth, cum, and blood from her body.
Wrapping herself in a towel, she returned to find a
videotape with a note that instructed her that if she
told anyone what happened, the tape would be released in
the United States. Carol put the tape in the machine and
began to cry softly as she saw herself tied, legs
stretched above her head, a cock in her mouth, one in her
ass and a man with three fingers in her cunt scissoring
in and out.
Her cries turned to sobs when Carol saw that she was
obviously in the mist of a tremendous orgasm at the hands
of this abuse. Her dream as a reporter was over.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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