Message-ID: <22931asstr$951257401@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: "The gyn" Mime-version: 1.0 X-Priority: 3 Content-type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit X-Original-Message-ID: Subject: {ASSM} One Nights Worth of Punishment Thegyn. M/F MM/F F/F NC Blackmail Date: Tue, 22 Feb 2000 17:10:02 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: assm-admin 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? 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