Michael and his co-workers had a pretty sweet operationgoing before Ms. Wilson showed up. They were able toforge timesheets, sales records, skim a little off thetop every once in while, but then the company hired Ms.Peggy Wilson. Ms. Wilson started by “cleaning house” asshe called it. Four of Michael’s friends were firedwithin her first week. Michael suffered a formalcounseling and cut in pay for lack of productivity. Ms.Wilson required daily morning meetings and criticized themen in the office about everything, including theirappearance.
Ms. Wilson was tall, about five feet ten inches withshort, blond hair. It seemed to Michael and his buddiesthat she always looked perfect. She never had a hair outof place and just lightly made up. She always wornwomen’s business suits to work with the skirts just abovethe knee and Michael noticed she rarely buttoned thejacket.
Michael and his co-workers, all men, decided that wasprobably because of her big tits. Sometimes during hermandatory morning chastising, Michael would fantasizeabout sucking those big tits. Michael hoped that in thenear future that would be a reality. Ms. Wilson was areal bitch with an attitude about men, but Michael andhis buddies were about to change all that.
Ms. Peggy Wilson entered her office, smug as usual withcontempt for her subordinates in the company. When shetook the job, the first thing Ms. Wilson resented was the“old boys” club that appeared to run rampant when shearrived. Ms. Wilson fired four immediately and planned tohire some women. She decided it would not be long beforeshe could clear out the entire nest of them and replacethem with some quality employees. Peggy Wilson went intoher private restroom adjacent to her office to checkherself before the morning meeting just as she did everymorning. She took great pleasure in humiliating the menat this meeting.
At 43, Ms. Wilson kept herself in great shape, workingout in the gym. Externally her clothing was always veryconservative and business oriented. However, Ms. Wilsonalways tried to wear undergarments that made her feelsexy and feminine. Today, she wore a black thong andblack demi-cup bra that pushed her 40 C tits up and out.She always checked herself in the mirror to make sure noone could tell about her secret underclothing. Ms Wilsoncould feel the men that worked for her staring at herbreasts, especially that worm Michael so she always madesure her outward appearance was conservative.
After checking her appearance Ms. Wilson returned to herdesk to begin the days work. She always started with heremail and as she scan the sender Ms. Wilson saw an emailhighlighted as a priority from Michael. Ms. Wilson wasamused, the subordinates, especially the men at Michael’slevel never communicating with her directly. Ms. Wilsondecided to read his email first. Surprised, it simplysaid, “Open the attachment and acknowledge viewingattachment. Once acknowledgement received, will sendadditional message.”
Curious, Ms. Wilson clicked on the attachment and openedit. Ms. Wilson slumped into her seat shocked at what shehad opened. There on her computer were pictures of Ms.Wilson, five of them. One was a full frontal nudity shotof her lying on a bed disheveled obviously fresh from asexual encounter. The second photo was similar but withher on her stomach.
The remaining three photos troubled Ms. Wilson the most.They depicted her in various sexual acts. One showed Ms.Wilson with her lips wrapped around a faceless man’s cockand his hands squeezing her breasts. The next picture wasof her being clearly fucked from behind. But the thirdpicture was the most disturbing to Ms. Wilson. In it, shewas triple impaled, a partner in her mouth, another inher cunt, and the third in her ass. Ms. Wilson wasexceptionally upset because the pictures revealed herthorough enjoyment of her predicament.
As Ms. Wilson sat staring at the pictures of herself indisbelief. She tried to remember where, when, or how thepictures came about. She looked closely at the picturestrying to remember. Ms. Wilson recalled a party at theend of her senior year, there were lots of jocks thereand she had gotten a little wild. A little smile ranacross her lips when she remembered the strip tease shepreformed, but that faded quickly as the reality of thepictures confronted her.
“How could that asshole Michael have gotten pictures fromthat,” she wondered.
As Ms. Wilson was still examining the pictures with thefamiliar “beep” of incoming mail diverted her attention.It was a second message from Michael and Ms. Wilsonquickly opened it. Ms. Wilson read the message over andover again in disbelief. This second message containedMichael’s demands that were basically blackmail. Ms.Wilson knew that Michael was a sleaze when she read thedemands. Michael’s note contained the following demands:
“You will expose your pussy and tits to me in your officetonight at 6 pm for at least fifteen minutes. As I amonly a voyeur, you will not be molested in any way, Iwill just look then leave. If you do not meet my demands,your pictures will be transmitted over the company’sintranet system to all employees.”
Ms. Wilson was furious. She picked up the phone to callsecurity, but out of the corner of her eye caught aglimpse of her pictures. Ms. Wilson slowly placed thephone back in the receiver and tried to think of a wayout of this blackmail. She rationalized that no one wouldcare, but knew that her boss would fire her and hercareer would be ruined without a reference. It made Ms.Wilson angrier that Michael was the author of theblackmail. After reviewing all her options and realizingthere were done, Ms. Wilson thought about what Michaelwas asking.
“He just wants to look, that slimeball,” she thought, “Ican always have him fired afterwards by someone aboveme.”
Ms. Wilson reluctantly composed a return message thatsimply said, “Agreed.”
Michael excitedly read the response. It was now almost 10in the morning and that was plenty of time to put hisplan into action. Michael quickly typed a new emailmessage and sent it out. Michael then left the office tomake the arrangements for his victim and returned just alittle before six. On his return, as he had planned, theoffice building was almost empty. Ms. Wilson’s door wasclosed as he stood in front of it waiting for 6 o’clock.In his hand he carried the original photos.
At the stroke of 6 Michael, without knocking entered Ms.Wilson’s office and partially shut the door. Ms. Wilsonlooked up from her desk and heaved a deep sigh. Sheadmonished Michael about not knocking and Michaelintimated that she was not in a position to give orders.Ms. Wilson asked if he had the photos and Michael showedher the envelope. Ms. Wilson stood up, hand out, anddemanded the photos. Michael countered that when Ms.Wilson met her side of the bargain then she would begiven the photos. Ms. Wilson huffed and walked to thefront of the desk.
“Where do you want to do this,” she demanded. Michaelcautioned her about the tone of her voice. Ms. Wilsoncountered that she was only required to let him look, not“be nice to him.” Michael conceded and directed her toremain at the front of the desk. Ms. Wilson stooddefiantly with her hand on her hips waiting for Michael’sinstruction.
“Tits first,” was all Michael said. Without emotion Ms.Wilson opened her jacket and unbuttoned her blouse.
“There,” she retorted. Michael reminded her that the dealwas to see her tits and ordered her to remove the bra.Ms. Wilson did not give him the satisfaction of seeingher naked from the waist up and slip her arms out of thecoat one at a time to remove the bra. Michael whistledwhen he sat her huge tits. That looked like two melons,full with pink areolas and tiny nubs for nipples.
“Now what,” Ms. Wilson demanded. Michael pointed to herskirt and Ms. Wilson pulled the skirt up high enough tograb the waistband of her pantyhose and thong. She bentover to yank them down to her knees. This was whatMichael was waiting for and he screamed “Now!”
Ms. Wilson jerked her head up just as the other four mendescended on her. Michael’s co-workers had crept backinto the building and were waiting just outside the doorfor Michael’s signal. They bounced on Ms. Wilson who fellover trying to escape with her pantyhose and thongsaround her knees. Quickly and before she thought toscream, George wrapped adhesive tape around Ms. Wilson’smouth while Danny tied her hands together. Scott and Johncontrolled her kicking feet, rapidly wrapping their ropearound her ankles.
Once they got Ms. Wilson tied and gagged, the five stoodover her. They could see the anger in Ms. Wilson’sreddened face as she lay on the floor, blouse opened,tits free with her pantyhose and thongs around her knees.She looked up at her attackers and fought the bonds to noavail. Ms. Wilson tried to demand her release but it cameout as muffled garbage.
“We have to work fast,” Michael reminded the others. Theyset about their tasks as Michael brought the side chairto the center of the office. George and Danny knelt overMs. Wilson and could not resist chiding her about who wasthe boss now. They grabbed her under her arms and stoodher up. Once standing, Scott and John each produced a boxcutter. Ms. Wilson was now afraid and shut her eyestightly as they approached her. Scott and John laughedand sliced her clothes and removing them until she stoodbefore them completely naked. She felt a hand on her assand tried to move away.
“Nice ass,” Scott observed, “too bad it has to belong tosuch a bitch.” As he finished his insult Scott ran hishand down between Ms. Wilson’s asscheeks until his indexfinger found her rectum. As Ms. Wilson shook her head“No” Scott shoved his index finger into her asshole. Ms.Wilson jumped and tried to move away without success asDanny still held on to her other arm. They pulled herover to the chair where Michael was waiting.
Michael walked directly in front of where Ms. Wilsonstood and without warning backhanded her on the rightside of her face. Ms. Wilson glared at him as her cheekburned red. Michael reached up and yanked the tape fromher mouth.
“You bastards,” Ms. Wilson yelled, “I’ll have you allfired and thrown in yell.”
“I don’t think so,” replied Michael, “you won’t bearound.”
Ms. Wilson interpreted that as a threat and began to yellfor help. Michael drove his fist into the middle of herstomach and Ms. Wilson doubled over. Doug shoved thetatters of her thong in Ms. Wilson’s mouth and replacedthe tape. As Ms. Wilson tried to catch her breath, herhands were untied and she was bent over the back of thechair. George and Danny each grabbed at wrist and held itto the arms of the chair while Doug tied them.
While Doug tied her wrist, John released her legs, spreadthem and tied each ankle to the leg of the chair. Ms.Wilson was bent like an upside down “L” with her assjutting out and her pussy exposed. Because of the way sherested on the arms of the chair, Ms. Wilson’s big, firmtits hung down with her nipples scraping the cushion ofthe chair.
Ms. Wilson finally regained her breath and tried toprotest her situation through the gagged. The five menall stood behind Ms. Wilson admiring their prize. Ms.Wilson heard their discussion about her “hairy pussy” and“tight asshole” and could not believe she was in such avulnerable situation.
“Now that we got your attention,” Michael began, “we wantyou to beg us to fuck you.”
Ms. Wilson just shouted into the gag.
“We won’t be able to understand you through the gag,”Michael continued, “so when you’re ready to be fuckedjust start shaking your head yes.”
The men laughed, as Ms. Wilson violently shook her head“No.” She heard their belts being removed and beganshaking her ass trying to break free. Ms. Wilson thoughtshe would be raped until she heard the “swoosh” and feltthe belt across her ass and the loud snapping sound thatfollowed. Ms. Wilson jumped as the pain in shot throughher asscheeks.
Michael, who delivered the first blow, let the sting fadebefore Doug swung his belt and it landed just at thecurve of Ms. Wilson’s ass. Ms. Wilson pulled against theropes binding her and yelled her protests into her gag.The men stopped for a moment and Ms. Wilson heard themtalking about the red whelps that formed where the beltsstruck her flesh.
“Are you ready to be fucked?” Michael queried Ms. Wilson.
Ms. Wilson shook her head to indicate her disagreementwith the question and Michael gave a nod that was thesignal to Danny, John, and George to get their licks in.The three alternated in their blows across Ms. Wilson’sass. Ms. Wilson jumped against her ropes with each slapfrom the belts. Bent over the chair in such a fashion,Ms. Wilson knew the skin on her ass was stretched tight.She frantically tried to block out the pain as she feltthe heat growing in her asscheeks with each blow. Michaeland Doug joined in and the intensity of the whippingincreased with the five men taking turns picking a spoton their captive’s ass and striking it with the belt.
After about five minutes, the tears began to flow fromMs. Wilson’s eyes and she fought her bonds more furiouslytrying to find an escape. Finally, Michael struck a blowthat landed across Ms. Wilson’s protruding cunt lips. Ms.Wilson threw her head back and jerked her arms up againstthe ropes and her yell of pain was barely audible aroundthe thong secured in her mouth.
Each in turn brought their belts down hard on Ms.Wilson’s cunt watching with glee as her labia turnedbright red and began to swell. Ms. Wilson thrashedagainst the chair moving it about three inches with eachblow and throwing her head down into the seat. Her facestreak with tears, Ms. Wilson begged through the gag tobe fucked, but none of her abuser could understand her.
As John delivered the final blow to Ms. Wilson’s cuntlips, Michael held up his hand for them to stop.
“I think she’s ready now, let’s ask her again,” Michaelsaid to the group. He came around to the front of Ms.Wilson, grabbed her hair and pulled her head up so thatshe would have to look at him. “Do you want us all tofuck you,” he demanded.
Defeated, Ms. Wilson slowly nodded her head up and down.Michael informed her that he was going to remove the gag,but that if she screamed, it would be replaced and thebeatings would continue. Michael removed the tape quicklyleaving a red mark across Ms. Wilson’s cheeks where thetape had been and then removed her thong. He was stillholding her head by the hair and she moved her mouth alittle.
“Say it!” Michael demanded, “Say it or they will startagain!”
“All of you can fuck me,” Ms. Wilson mumbled.
“Beg us, and ask nicely,” Michael replied, “and this isyour last chance.”
“Please, don’t beat me anymore, please, all of you fuckme,” Ms. Wilson implored.
Michael dropped her head to the seat cushion and he andhis co-workers removed their pants. Ms. Wilson’s bodyjerked as she sobbed. Michael positioned his hard dick atthe entrance to her cunt, reached around and grabbed hertits. Ms. Wilson’s tried to prepare herself without luckas he drove deep inside her vagina without thought of herdiscomfort or pain. Ms. Wilson grunted as she feltMichael’s balls slapping against her clit as he pumped inand out of her dry cunt.“This bitch is rubbing me raw,” he complained, thenpulled his dick out, spit in his hand and rubbed hismember to make it wet, then slid it easily back into Ms.Wilson’s cunt. “That’s better” as he reached around andagain grabbed Ms Wilson’s tits and began using them asreins to rock in and out of her now wet cunt.
“Please, please, stopppp, stoppp,” Ms. Wilson grunted ateach thrust of Michael cock.
“Shut this bitch up, Doug,” Michael directed.
Doug grabbed Ms. Wilson’s hair and pulled her face out ofthe cushion. Ms. Wilson yelped and shut her mouth tightas she realized what Doug intended. Doug’s dick waspoised at her mouth, just touching her lips. Ms. Wilsontried to move her head away, but Doug held tightly to herhair. Michael pumped harder and watched as Doug tried toforce his rod into Ms. Wilson’s mouth without success.Michael took each of her nipples between his forefingerand thumb and slowly squeezed and squeezed.
“Owwwww,” Ms. Wilson screamed, and was cut off by Doug’sdick and he shoved it past her lips and teeth and lodgedit deep into her throat.
Ms. Wilson pulled air through her nostrils and blew airout the same way as she struggled to breathe. Doug warnedher that if her teeth left a single mark he wouldpersonally beat her tits off. Ms. Wilson’s face wasturning red as her breathing increased. Doug moved hiscock a little backward allowing Ms. Wilson to catch herbreath. He then entwined his fingers in her hair on eachside of her head and started fucking her mouth. He andMichael developed a rhythm, as Michael plunged into Ms.Wilson’s pussy, Doug pulled out of her mouth a little.
“She a great cock-sucker, almost as good as she is a asskisser to the higher ups,” Doug mused, “Get in line!”
Ms. Wilson stopped struggling and simply tried to endurebeing fucked and sodomized at the same time. Danny, John,and George all waited their turns with Danny standingbehind Doug and the other two behind Michael. Michaelincreased his pace and Ms. Wilson felt him tense thenfelt the warmth of his seed spreading across her womb. AsMichael pulled his now limp dick from her cunt, Dougordered Ms. Wilson to get ready and she felt the firstspurts of his cum on the back of her throat.
Ms. Wilson had no choice but to swallow as Doug held herhead tight against him and his cock snaked down herthroat. She could feel Doug’s cock contract and then feelhis cum deposited down her throat. Before Doug finishedcumming, Ms. Wilson felt another dick shoved into her nowwell-lubricated cunt.
“What a whore,” John commented as he fucked in and out ofMs. Wilson’s cunt, “how long do we have her?”
“Till we’re finished,” Michael responded. Doug slowlyremoved his dick from Ms. Wilson’s mouth as a string ofcum hung from her lower lip to the tip of his dick. WhenDoug released her head, Ms. Wilson’s eyes were full oftears and her makeup streaked.
“Open wide,” Danny said as he stroked his tool andpointed it toward Ms. Wilson’s mouth. Resolved she had nochoice, Ms. Wilson opened her mouth and took his dickwithout resistance.
“I want to get some of those big jugs,” and with thatJohn reached around and pulled on Ms. Wilson’s tits. Ms.Wilson cried out at the pain, as her tits were sore fromMichael’s attention.
For over an hour the men took turns fucking Ms. Wilsonand forcing her to suck their dicks. Her pubic hair wasmatted with their cum and her pussy juices. There werebeads of sweat on Ms. Wilson’s back and legs as Georgefinished with her cunt for the second time. When notbeing forced to suck on of her attacker’s dicks, Ms.Wilson’s head just hung down, supported by the cushion.Occasionally Ms. Wilson grunted or cried a little andthis was boring Michael.
“I want her to resist, to scream, to make this worth thetime,” Michael said with anger. Michael pushed George outof the way, took his hand and scooped up some of thefluid coming from Ms. Wilson’s cunt. Ms. Wilson raisedher head slightly as she felt her ass cheeks pulledapart. Her head was completely off the cushion whenMichael pressed his now hard again cock against herpuckered hole.
“Nooooo, not there, please not there,” Ms. Wilson begged.But Michael just laughed and slowly pushed his cockagainst her asshole.
Ms. Wilson was beside herself as the pain built in herass from the pressure. She continued to beg as Michael’sdick finally pushed past her anal ring and worked it’sway into her colon.
“Goddddd, you’re killing me,” Ms. Wilson wailed, “take itout, take it out, fuck my cunt, my pussy, let me suckyou, pleassssssssssssse take it out.”
“What a dirty whore, begging to be fucked,” Michaellaughed and pushed the remaining inch of his cock intoMs. Wilson’s asshole.
Once deep inside Ms. Wilson’s ass, Michael stopped andwaited while the woman continued to scream in pain.Finally, her screams subsided to heaving sobs and Ms.Wilson dropped her head to the cushion. Ms. Wilson triedto concentrate on pushing the intrusion from her ass orat least to relax the muscles in her ass. Michael waiteduntil he felt Ms. Wilson relaxed, the pull back until thehead of his dick was almost completely out, then plungedback in until his balls slapped up against Ms. Wilson.
“I’ve waited a long time to make this bitch paid,”Michael said matter-of-factly as he slowly fucked in andout of Ms. Wilson’s ass, “you guys get the stuff, when Iget this bitch’s ass stretched out.”
Ms. Wilson grunted with each thrust and tried to remainstill to reduce the pain. She raised her head to try insee what “stuff” the others were getting. She could hearmovement, but nothing else. The pain in her ass eased abit and she felt the cock growing.
Ms. Wilson knew that Michael would shoot his seed intoher soon. Michael increased the pace, using long strokesto fuck her as he felt himself about to cum again.Michael yelled and released his seed deep into Ms.Wilson’s colon. Ms. Wilson began crying again as thewarmth of her attackers cum spread through her ass. Herhumiliation was complete when Michael removed his cock,complained about the “stains” and wiped the shit from hisdick with her skirt.
The others now hurried to finish their work. Michaelordered Ms. Wilson to be gagged again. Ms. Wilson triedto avoid the gag, but she was no match for the men andthe thong was easily secured in her mouth. Ms. Wilson’seyes were wide with fear when she saw the propane torchin Doug’s hand as he lit it. John held a block of woodand wire in his hand. He heated the wire until it was redthen placed the block of wood under Ms. Wilson’s nippleand with ease sent the hot wire through the center. Ms.Wilson fought her bonds as the stars of pain shot throughher head.
John quickly placed a gold loop through the nipple,flicked it with his finger and began reheating the wireto pierce the other nipple. Ms. Wilson’s protest becamelouder and louder through the gag as she watched inhorror as John effortlessly pierced the other nipple andinserted an identical gold loop. It was now George’s turnas Doug moved behind Ms. Wilson.
Ms. Wilson was unsure of what was happening until shefelt the block of wood at her cunt, then the pain in herclit as George pierced it. Once the hole was done, athird, but smaller, gold ring was placed in Ms. Wilson’sclit. Ms. Wilson passed out as the wire burned the holein her clit.
Michael was not counting on this luck. With Ms. Wilsonpassed out; it was easy for Danny to remove her from thechair and chain her wrist together and shackle herankles. The men stood back and admire their handiwork.Their bitch of a boss lay unconscious of the floor withcum seeping from her cunt and ass. Her nipples and clithad gold rings in them and she was helplessly shackled.Michael threw water in Ms. Wilson’s face to wake her.
“Stand up,” Michael demanded and Ms. Wilson struggled toher feet, naked. Danny and George placed a long trenchcoat around her.
“What are you going to do with me,” Ms. Wilson asked.
Michael informed Ms. Wilson that they could not allow herto go back to work so they had sold her. Ms. Wilson couldnot believe her ears and tried to ask more questions, butMichael refused to answer. Michael and Doug escorted Ms.Wilson out the back door of the office building toMichael’s car while the other three men cleaned heroffice and returned it to normal.
Michael drove to the pier and he and Doug forced Ms.Wilson out of the car. Ms. Wilson walked in small stepsdue to the shackles on her ankles toward a man standingat the end of the pier. Ms. Wilson could tell he was Araband he seemed to recognize Michael.
“What have you brought me today,” the Arab said as hestripped the trench coat from Ms. Wilson’s shoulder andlet it fall to the ground, “a nice looking white whore.”
Ms. Wilson had no way to cover herself or defend herselfas the Arab ran his fingers over her breast, down herabdomen, and then shoved two into her cum-soaked cunt. Heremoved his fingers and wiped them on her leg, walkedbehind her and separated her ass cheeks shoving twofingers into her asshole. The Arab complained she wasstill too tight.
“You were suppose to loosen up her holes,” the Arab saidto Michael.
Ms. Wilson pleaded to be released and began threateningthe Arab who simply laughed and snapped his fingers. Twomen came out of the shadows and placed a muzzle aroundMs. Wilson’s head effectively silencing her. Next, one ofthe men produced a device like a chastity belt. On thebelt were to enormous rods shaped like penises but fivetimes larger. They stationed one at Ms. Wilson’s cunt,the other at her ass and shoved them both inside her. Ms.Wilson jerked and twisted against the belt and fell tothe ground. The pain in her cunt and ass wasoverwhelming.
“This will open her up enough by the time we get to mycountry,” the Arab observed.
The two men each grabbed an arm and pulled her to asmall cage. Ms. Wilson fought and tried to prevent beingplaced in the cage without success. Within seconds thetwo men slammed the top down and Ms. Wilson found herselfmuzzled, naked and lying in a cage that barely was largeenough to stretch out. Her ass and cunt contracted andrelaxed trying to adjust to being stretched further thanever. In the distance she saw the Arab hand Michael alarge sum of cash. Michael and Doug departed, leaving Ms.Wilson to the Arab.
About two months later Ms. Wilson was the main attractionat a small Arab sheik’s sex show. Each night she isbrought onto the stage and forced to fuck a donkey in thecunt and ass. As first Ms. Wilson refused and fought, butafter being hung by the rings in her tits on twoconsecutive days she learned to cooperate. Ms. Wilson wasnever allowed clothing and she had fucked the donkey somuch, her ass and cunt were always gaping open.Eventually Ms. Wilson’s cunt and ass became so loose thedonkey would not cum so the Sheik sold her to awhorehouse where her cunt and ass are sold for no morethat the equivalent of an American dollar. Ms. Wilson wasnever heard of again.
Ms. Sams entered the office area and immediately startedin on Doug. Michael watched from his cubicle as Ms. Samsthreatened to fire Doug again.
“I don’t know why your predecessor put up with thislacked attitude, but I will not,” Ms. Sams stated,“that’s probably why she quit, but I won’t be so easy toget rid of.”
That night Michael sat at his computer with the likenessof Ms. Sams on his screen. It had been tough to find acollege photo of her, but well worth it as Michael beganthe work of cutting and pasting her image onto the nakedbody of another co-ed being fucked. He just needed tocreate two more pictures, send the email, and contact hisArab friend and Michael and his friends would be rid ofanother new boss.