Reece Braxton had earned a reputation for getting the job done.  He'd done "business" with George Alston before, with impressive results, so the CEO had no qualms at all about making Reece Braxton his first choice again -- his only choice, really.  Alston was in dire straits, his back was against the wall and he could not afford to pussy foot around, and Reece picked up on the desperation in the old man's voice as he confided the details of his dilemma.

Tom Brand was Ace High Amalgamated's top salesman, and most of the company's clients were Tom's.  Another company, Grayton Enterprises, had recently tried to hire Tom away, and the offer was too sweet for the young salesman to turn down.  And even worse, it was too sweet an offer for Alston to match.  Alston advised that he thought quite highly of the young man but was naturally upset that he was planning on leaving the firm, feeling that 'Loyalty' should have been the deciding factor.

As George Alston continued on with his story, Reece began to understand the severity of the problem.  Apparently, the rival company was banking on not only grabbing a competitor's top salesman, but grabbing a majority of Ace High clients as well.  It would basically force Alston out of business, and at 64, George Alston considered himself too old to pick up and start over.  As far as he was concerned, he'd paid his dues, built his company from the ground up, and he was determined not to go down without a fight, and vowed it would be no holds barred.

According to Alston, Tom Brand was a decent, hardworking, family-oriented man who was simply cashing in on a golden opportunity that anyone in his position would do.  Tom was young, married and looking to start a family, and the salary and perks offered by the CEO at Grayton Enterprises would ensure the conscientious young salesman a high degree of status & prosperity that Ace High Amalgamated just couldn't match.  Tom Brand had already given his two-week notice, so the clock was ticking.

Reece pressed Alston for exactly what he wanted done, and Alston explained that he didn't really want to hurt anyone, but he wasn't just going to stand by and allow his top salesman to cross over to the opposition. Alston advised that he needed to somehow discredit Tom Brand, muddy up the waters and create a situation that would either cause Grayton Enterprises to rescind its offer.  Reece could see the fury building up in the old man as Alston cussed "Damn, teach him all that he knows and treat him like a son!  And now he wants to leave and take all the customers with him!"

Alston wanted to prevent Tom Brand from accepting it, or at least create enough of a scandal to make Tom's clients think twice about moving their accounts to Grayton Enterprises.  In any case, Alston was confident Reece would come up with a surefire plan.  He knew Reece would resort to murder if necessary, but knew too that Reece was too cunning and resourceful to resort to having to resort to that extreme.  Whatever the plan, it would serve the best interests of Ace High.

Reece assured Alston he was 'on it' and they immediately settled on a hefty price that Reece had established as the old man was certainly in no position to haggle.  In addition, Reece asked for some upfront money and wanted a copy of Tom Brand's personnel folder.  With that, Reece would be off and running on the case.  Meanwhile, he got the address of the young salesman from the employer so he could start immediately.

Two days later, Reece staked out the young salesman, following him to familiarize himself with Tom Brand's routine and to observe any illegal, suspicious or indiscreet behavior.  Nothing!  But when Reece finally caught his first glimpse of Tom Brand's beautiful young wife, he crossed off any suspicions the young man might be involved in an extramarital affair.  And even more, Reece immediately widened the scope of his efforts to accomplish his objective.

Tom's young wife, Holly, was gorgeous and stylishly dressed.  Just the way he liked them -  skirt, blouse and 3-inch heels!  At the young age of 26, 5'4" and 115 lbs., Reece swallowed and licked at his lips in seeing the lovely beauty with sleek sexy white legs.  Suddenly, his motivation wasn't just about dollars and cents but his new game plan was to include the beautiful Mrs. Brand as a just reward for not taking the easy way out and killing the son-of-a-bitch.

Reece came up with an inspired plan and George Alston was all for it when he advised the old man of his devious plan.  Reece then detected the unmistakable sound of excitement in the Alston's voice at the mention of the pretty Mrs. Holly Brand, that Reece wanted the innocent young wife as a 'bonus' for services rendered.  Briefed by old man Alston, Reece learned enough on the finer points of the business to ensure that he could effectively pull off pretending to be a prospective client.  In addition, he had Alston arrange for Tom Brand to meet with him to discuss the deal.

Alston would convince Tom Brand that Reece was flying in from out of town for the meeting and that Tom could expect to land a huge account.  One last blockbuster commission before moving on the Grayton Enterprises.  The eager and unsuspecting young salesman was certainly good at sales but had no clue just how cut-throat the business world was.  He had no idea the whole thing was a setup.

Tom Brand arrived at the Royal Palms Hotel to meet his prospective client and his wife at the scheduled dinner appointment.   His boss had purposely neglected to inform him that the client he was to meet was black, a large and intimidating man of 6'4 and weighing 265 lbs.  Shocked in meeting the muscular black man, Tom was even more surprised when he was introduced to Connie - his very attractive and petite 'wife' - a beautiful and sexy white gal.

Although a bit old fashion, Tom was careful not to express his disapproval that the black man was married to a white woman.  He quickly composed himself, and the introductions went smoothly.  However, Reece picked up on the negative vibes and smiled to himself as he conjured up the image of the young punk's revulsion in seeing his own gorgeous wife with her trim legs draped over Reece's shoulders and his impressive black cock crammed into her tight little cunt.  'Buddy boy …………………..ya gonna wish ya weren't born after I's git through with ya …………………..oops, I's mean when I's git through with that purty little wife of yers!' Reece chuckled to himself.

Wine flowed freely during dinner.  Tom wanted very much to impress Reece Braxton and matched the much larger man drink for drink.  Reece wondered if Tom would double cross Alston and try to sway him to sign on with Grayton Enterprises rather than Ace High.  But apparently Tom Brand was not the unscrupulous type.  However, Reece was resolved to test the young punk again a bit later, using Connie as the bait the next time around.

Tom was already noticeably tipsy by the time a phone call for Reece interrupted the scheduled agenda.  The phone call, of course, was just a ploy and set up in advance with a buddy of his.  Reece explained to Tom that an unexpected but urgent business matter had just come up and he'd have to rush off to take care of it.  Reece added that he'd sign whatever papers necessary to open an account with Ace High as soon as he returned.  Meanwhile, Tom could wait there and keep Connie entertained in his absence.

The unwitting salesman had no choice but to agree, reassuring Reece Braxton they'd wait for him there in the hotel lounge and he'd have the paperwork ready for Reece to sign when he returned.  Unbeknownst to Tom Brand, the trap had been sprung and Connie was cleared to proceed full speed ahead with the next phase of the operation.

Connie was a 'high class hooker' and had previous business dealings with Reece Braxton, whether it being paid for by the muscular black buck for a night of shagging or to set up some foolish guy so Reece could put the screws to him.  This was a case for the latter, with her getting a minimum of $500 for the night just to attend the dinner meeting and then another $1,000 if it was left to her to seduce the guy in to bed.  Reece laughed upon recalling having made that call to Connie and talking to her about the upcoming caper and she went right into playing that innocent act that'd be performing on the young fool as Mrs. Connie 'Braxton'.

Tom and Connie passed the time, ordering another glass of wine and exchanged some banter.  Then Mrs. Braxton made a comment to him about the music and how much she loved to dance.  After an awkward pause, Tom blushed as gestured invitingly toward the dance floor, reasoning that there was certainly nothing inappropriate in their simply sharing a dance.

One dance led to two and then a third.  Connie was careful not to come on too strong, as per Reece's instructions, not wanting to arouse the suspicions of the young man.  Reece wanted her to bait the young salesman, but wanted to set it up to ensure that Tom made the first 'pass' and not her.  Even so, Connie made any number of subtle attempts to generate a bit of heat between them, growing increasingly frustrated that Tom Brand was not following suit.

To Connie's way of thinking, this guy must be running pathetically low on testosterone -- or gay!  It never occurred to her that the young man was head over heels in love with his wife.  Although Connie was attractive, sexy and impeccably dressed, Tom Brand wanted nothing to do with the likes of some slutty whore who'd let a black man touch her.  Though she had tried to entice him, the young blonde was simply barking up the wrong tree.

In desperation, Connie decided to change gears by bringing up the topic of Tom's wife.  It was obvious to Reece's conniving accomplice that the alcohol was having the desired effect on her unwitting quarry and she was hoping he was tipsy enough to inadvertently confide that all was not as it should be in Shangri-La.  Perhaps he was not getting enough sex at home or maybe his sex life had grown dull in just doing the wife.  Instead, Tom prattled on and on about how beautiful Holly was, how happily married they were, and about their plans to begin a family.

Connie checked her watch, growing bored and frustrated with the charade, noting that things were moving along much too slowly.  She waved down the waitress and ordered another round of drinks.  Assured that Tom was now quite drunk, Connie decided to move things along, switching gears and proceeding on to plan B.  Connie suggested she was feeling a bit lightheaded from all the booze and asked if he could help her upstairs to her room, adding that Tom could await Reece's return there.  The foolish young man unwittingly complied and helped her to the elevator.

The original plan was for Connie to get Tom drunk to lower his inhibitions, overrule his better judgment enough to get him all hot and bothered to have sex with her.  She was then to lure him up to the room, sneak a phone call to Reece and let him know everything was set up as planned.  Then Reece would burst in and catch them in the act.  It was simple, effective and foolproof; a tried and true blackmail scam -- the badger game!

However, by the time Connie ordered the last round of drinks, it was obvious to her that things were not going according to plan.  Thus, she simply had to move on to plan B.  Reece was both relentless and resourceful, always hedging his bets, making it only $800 instead of the $1,000 if plan B was used.  In the unlikely event she failed to seduce him and had to go to plan B, Connie was to feign illness and slip a drug into his drink just before asking Tom to assist her upstairs to her room.

Her only regret was not having switched to plan B earlier.  It was Connie's own inflated ego that had prevented her from admitting to herself that this guy just wasn't interested in fucking her.  No matter as Connie decided she had wasted enough time trying to seduce Tom Brand, having long since tired of the game.  As far as she was concerned, if she couldn't fuck Tom Brand one way, she'd just fuck him another.

As it happened, Tom was already trying to shake off the effects of the drug by the time they'd reached the elevator.  Although Connie pretended Tom was assisting her to her room, it was actually quite a bit more the other way around.  So far, this evening had not gone at all as planned and it was about to go from bad to worse.  She just barely got the door open and staggered into the room before the young fool passed out.

The next thing Tom remembered was waking up to the sound of Reece Braxton's voice shouting and demanding to know what had happened.  Dazed and disoriented, Tom found himself stark naked on the bed and balls deep in Connie's pussy.  She lay motionless beneath him, passed out cold, her clothes disheveled.  Tom struggled to collect his thoughts as Reece continued to rant and rave in an angry tirade, pulling Tom off his 'wife' in the process, then Tom was bent over in two as the muscular man sent a power-packed fist up into his gut.

Gasping for air, Tom saw the Reece Braxton bending over his wife, trying to revive her before hollering to the woman standing beside him to pick up the phone and call 911.  'Oh, God ………………..what did I do?' Tom asked himself.  "Get an ambulance and call the police!" he heard Reece tell the woman.  Tom noted that the woman was dressed in a gray uniform and white apron, surmising that she must have been the maid.  Little did he suspect that this was another part of the devious plan with Reece paying one of his girls $50 to play the part of the maid.

Just as the woman reached for the phone, Reece told the woman to hold off as Connie began to stir.  Tom listened from his seated position on the floor as Reece told the maid Connie seemed to be coming around so they would hold off on calling in the authorities until he had a chance to hear her side of the story first.  It took several more minutes before Connie seemed coherent enough to a respond to Reece's questions, several panic-filled minutes as Tom was thoroughly confused and embarrassed for being in such a situation.

Eventually, Connie was able to recount her version of the story, confirming that she and Tom had consumed several drinks down in the lounge.  That they had shared some conversation and a few dances, then remembered taking her medication.  She advised that it must have combined with the alcohol and made her dizzy.  She remembered asking Tom to help her upstairs to her room and the next thing she remembered was waking up to find Reece ministering to her.

In following Reece's instructions, Connie was careful to admit her recollection was rather hazy.  She did not adamantly accuse Tom of raping her or declare that the sex act had been nonconsensual.  She just couldn't currently recall any details of what had occurred after she and Tom got to her room.  Reece had gone over the scenario with her earlier and Connie to say that she was unsure just what happened.

Reece pretended to console Connie as he shifted his interrogation in the direction of the flustered and confused young salesman as he panted for breath while holding his gut.  Reece had purposely hit him in the solar plexus, not wanting to leave any bruises on the punk's face that would have the guy's pretty wife inquiring as to what happened.  Upon seeing Reece approach him, sneering as the upset man grasped the front of his shirt, Tom could only proclaim that he had no recollection of raping Connie, pleading that he loved his wife and would never cheat on her.

But with Tom obviously intoxicated from the numerous drinks, mind totally blank as to what had occurred, he could only listen as Reece Braxton accused him of having seized the opportunity to take advantage of an unconscious Connie, hoping to rape her with no one any the wiser.  Tom was accused of trying to pull off the perfect crime, except for one stupid and fatal mistake, that of being so drunk that he inadvertently dozed off after fucking his passed out victim, getting caught with the proverbial hand in the cookie jar.

Tom had to admit to himself that he had consumed quite a bit of alcohol that night.  He could not deny the fact that Connie had told him she was feeling lightheaded and that he had helped her to her room and into bed.  But he certainly did not remember raping her.  It was all too ludicrous to contemplate.  Even so, Reece's story certainly sounded quite credible.  With drunken binges sometimes cause blackouts, perhaps that's why he couldn't recall what had happened that night.

When caught, Tom had been in bed stark naked.  "So why hadn't Connie bothered to undress as well, if she had been a willing participant?" Tom heard the irate Reece Braxton ask.  "And why hadn't she insisted on you wearing a condom, if she had been a willing participant?  She's always afraid of getting pregnant?" Reece demanded to know.

According to Reece, Connie knew there was a box of condoms packed in the suitcase, and condoms were Connie's method of birth control, that she would have insisted on the use of a condom if she were a willing participant.  Connie's version of the story, along with the flow of semen oozing out of her cunt, the maid having seen and overheard enough to corroborate Reece's accusations, Tom's contention that he hadn't raped Connie was indefensible.

With a well-aimed kick, like punting a football, Reece made contact and the foolish young man keeled over while grabbing his balls and protecting them from further injury.  With darkness about to set in as he was about to pass out from the pain, Tom heard Reece's ominous threat "I's ain't done with ya yet, punk!  Ya's gonna pay fer raping Connie ………………….yer gonna pay big time!  I's know where's to find ya!"

An hour later, Tom awoke from his blackout state, cringing in defeat as he nursed his aching balls.  He realized that his career and marriage, as well as being confined in jail, hinged in the balance of whether or not Reece Braxton had his wife press charges.  'God, I can't recall what happened after leaving the restaurant!   Now I'm being accused of raping Braxton's wife!  I couldn't have forced myself on her ……………….all I remember was going to escort her back up to her room!  Oh jeez, with Reece finding us like that ……………..Connie's obviously going to claim I raped her ………………to keep Reece from divorcing her!' he concluded.

Early the next morning, George Alston called his star salesman into his office and closed the door.  "Tom ………………….what happened last night?  I just got off the phone with an irate Reece Braxton …………………….he's claiming that he had to take care of an emergency and when he got back to the hotel, he caught you in bed with his wife!  And is wife is claiming that you must have drugged and raped her!"  George gritted his teeth in order to keep from laughing as Tom Brand turned pale as he collapsed sobbing in the nearby chair.

As the young man tried to stammer out his side of the story, George Alston advised "Reece says he took his wife to the emergency room to be examined ……………to gather evidence & DNA …………………documenting everything ………………giving the police his wife's name but that she was too shaken to give a statement as yet!  Appears her recollection of what had transpired is rather vague at this point!  But Braxton says its obviously rape as his wife is afraid of getting pregnant, making sure he uses a condom each time ………………and a box of condoms was right in the nightstand …………….so he's claiming you must have drugged her!"

Then Alston added "Tom, I interceded on your behalf as I am very appreciative of your years of service and achievement with the company!  With Braxton, money talks ………….its just a matter of finding what's on his mind and coming up with the right figure!"  Alston advised Tom that he believed in him and would stand by him.  Also that he'd meet with Braxton and see if a civil settlement could be reached with them on the condition that all criminal charges be dropped, that the company would put up the settlement money.

Of course, fair was fair, as Mr. Alston advised that he'd be able to finagle the up front settlement money only if Tom remained with the company and agreeing to pay it back over the next ten years.  The decision was quite easy for Tom as he realized that his future was all but destroyed if charges were brought, thus advising Mr. Alston that he definitely would stay on with the company and decline the job offer at Grayton.

Tom realized his career with Grayton Enterprises would never come to pass if he was convicted of rape or even if he ended up going to trial for rape.  So he readily signed the letter of declination that Alston had taken the liberty to draft on Tom's behalf to be mailed to the CEO at Grayton.  He was so thankful for Mr. Alston's concern for him and felt that he really owed him his future and by right it was the least he could do in giving the man assurance that he'd stay and repay his debt.

Little did Tom Brand know that there had been no emergency room visit, nor any calling of the police to make a report.  With Reece and Connie having left him sprawled out on the hotel room floor, they had met with George Alston at his office and celebrated with a drink as they relayed all the details to the chuckling old man.  It would be Alston's job in the morning to convince the unsuspecting fool as to the emergency room visit for the gathering of evidence and the initial police involvement.

With Alston eagerly working the scam from one end, Reece worked it from the other for a little enjoyment in this caper.  Reece was setting up to collect on his 'bonus', paying a visit to Tom Brand's pretty wife.  Old man Alston suddenly got so caught up into the young man's fall from grace that Reece suspected that the old coot had a thing for the beautiful and innocent Mrs. Holly Brand himself.  Indeed, George Alston had admired the lovely Holly Brand from afar, always being the pleasant and gracious boss of her husband's employer.

Being a widower, George Alston had no avenue for sexual release.  Though he fancied his employee's beautiful young wife, it was her innocence and purity that most intrigued him.  His thought of her in his dreams at night but he had no intention of ever reveal his secret lust, keeping everything as mere harmless fantasy.  Now, upon hearing of Reece Braxton's intention of claiming a 'bonus' for his services, George knew better that to try and dissuade the big man from taking his eye off the lovely beauty.

'Hell, can't says that I blame him!  If I could pull it off myself, I'd even be tempted on going out to get a chance between her sexy legs!' George Alston thought.  Smiling, a devilish plan began to formulate in his mind.  Now that it was a sure thing in keeping Tom Brand with the company, George felt that a bit more agony was due to the young man, justice for the anguish at the worry over losing his best salesman and all those accounts.

Reece initially laid out the plan of delivering an ultimatum to the young punk ………………that what's good for the goose is good for the gander!  It was not just one bedding a guy's wife in exchange for the other's, it would be the rape of one's wife in exchange for the same to the other.  Reece was caught by surprise at old man Alston's desire to participate as he excitedly exclaimed "Let me!  Let me do it!  Damn, I want to see Tom's face when I tell him that you're demanding that he set his pretty wife to be raped by the likes of you!"

Aware of the charges and the overwhelming circumstantial evidence against him, Tom knew that he faced the very likely prospect of losing his career if he was convicted and sent to prison.  'Oh, God ………………..Holly!  Do I dare tell her what I'm being accused of?  What will she think of me?  Will she ……………could she ever forgive me?  Will she leave me?' he wondered.  Their dreams of a future together, starting a
family …………..that happy-ever-after would be no more.

Dreams dashed, not to mention the shame and public humiliation if this case ever went to trial, Tom came to the conclusion that his beautiful wife would leave him and file for divorce.  Anxiously meeting with Mr. Alston upon his return in meeting with Mr. Braxton, Tom's heart sank in seeing the disturbed face of his boss.  With Mr. Alston shaking his head, Tom was ready to cry at the thought of soon being arrested for 'rape'.

"They …………………they wouldn't settle out of court?" Tom stammered.  "Its not they …………………the wife doesn't want to go to the police nor the publicity!  But Braxton is calling all the shots here ………………….and his wife will do whatever he wants!" Mr. Alston advised.  "He ………………..he didn't throw out any figure?" Tom asked in resignation.  It was then that George Alston decided to play his trump card in replying "Well, I brought up the maximum amount of $50,000 and I thought that figure would do the trick!"

"$50,000?  And ……………….and that figure wouldn't do it?" Tom sighed in defeat.  "It's a no go, Tom?  What he wants is unattainable ………………..totally out of the question!  Just unthinkable!" his boss replied.  Turn his back to the young man, George Alston had to hide the grin on his face.  As his young employee paused, George could hear the gears in Tom Brand's mind grinding away as he finally comprehended that fact that there was in fact another figure mentioned.

"There ………….there was another figure mentioned?  What is it?  I'll meet it …………….no matter how high the price is ………………..just to get myself out of this mess!" came the plea from Tom Brand.  Turning back to face his employee with a stern face, George advised "Appears Braxton hired a P.I. to check you out over the last two days, Tom!  Full surveillance, photos of you ………………your home ……………your pretty wife, Holly!"

"Tom, there was another figure mentioned …………………the 50 grand plus an additional figure that totally unattainable!" George advised.  With Tom Brand now begging to hear that figure, saying that no matter what it was that he'd give it to Reece Braxton to put and end to the mess, it was time for the coup-de-grace.  George Alston then sank the stake into the young man's heart by advising "When I met with him, he tossed over to me a picture the PI took of Holly!  The figure that Braxton's demanding is Holly's sexy figure!"

Seeing Tom Brand's jaw drop, George then added "Tom ………………the guy's a real bastard …………….believes in an eye-for-an-eye, tooth-for-tooth!  You had his wife ……………….he wants yours!"  Pausing for a bit, shaking his head, George then continued "It gets worst, Tom ………………….Braxton feels he's somehow responsible in leaving his wife alone to be raped by you ……………………he wants payback in the same fashion!"

Seeing that Tom was not comprehending what was just said, George clarified it with "Tom ……………….he wants you to set it up ………………where he can rape and 'ruin' your Holly!"  With Tom Brand collapsing into the nearby chair, crying like a baby, George went over to pat him on the shoulder, slipping a piece of paper into his hand, saying "That's Braxton's private cell number!  I don't want to be playing any part other than making the $50,000 available, Tom!  The money's yours to do with as you see fit to dispose of the matter ……………………the rest is all up to you!"

The next day, George Alston picked up the phone to hear Reece Braxton's voice say "Guess who called me an hour ago and came by to drop off 50 G's plus the key to his house?"  George felt his cock beginning to rise as Reece told him "It's to be set for the following night when Tom Brand would be out of town on a business trip!  But with the key in my hand already ……………………whadda think of the young punk watching me bone that purty little wife of his!"

Showering in the master bath, Holly Brand stepped aside from the overhead shower to soap her body.  She was rather concerned with her husband Tom due to his rather unusual frazzled state of mind.  Tom had been looking forward to making the move to the new company and getting a hefty pay increase that promised great things for the future.  Then, just yesterday, Tom had come home all flustered and advised her that he had decided against making the move and would be staying with Mr. Alston's company.

Though the promise of more money and a far better future lay with the new company, Holly only wanted what would make her husband happy in his work.  If Tom wanted to stay with the company he was with, Holly would be supportive in his decision.  She only wished that Tom would tell her what was really bothering him for she had never before seeing him in such a nervous state.

Tom was the man of Holly's life, the only man she had ever loved, both emotionally and physically ……………….surrendering her virginity to him on their wedding night three years ago.  Many a man had expressed an interest but no other man could captivate her as the handsome Tom Brand.  Holly was truly in love with her husband ………………..but would that still be true if she learned that her 'loving husband' had given Reece Braxton the key to their home ………………so he could rape and defile her!

With the shower on in the master bath, Holly was oblivious to the noise and commotion going on outside in the master bedroom.  Her husband Tom had just been knocked out by a solid punch on the jaw by the big muscular Reece Braxton.  The unconscious Tom Brand had his pants and jocks pulled down to his feet and was being securely tied to the chair in the master bedroom, where he'd have a ringside seat to events soon to unfold on their marital bed.  As her husband sat unconscious in the chair, the intruder was opening the blinds a bit, just enough to for the excited George Alston to witness and film the unfolding events taking place in the Brand's master bedroom.

Getting out of the shower, Holly dried herself with the fluffy towel, then stepped into a pair of lacy white panties and slipped on her nightie.  Hearing a sound and some movement in the bedroom, she assumed that Tom had turned off the sports report and was coming to bed with her.  She hoped that Tom's nervousness would not stop him from wanting to make love to her tonight, for according to her calculations, it was the perfect time of the month for putting her in the family way.

Just as she opened the door and stepped out into the master bedroom, a large hand came from behind to clamp securely over her mouth, stifling her scream for help.  Holly's loud gasp was muffled as a shiver of fright coursed through her entire body.  Then Holly observed Tom tied and gagged in the chair next to the bed.  She trembled upon seeing a large shiny knife being displayed before her eyes as awful situation began to sink in.  She then looked down at the hand holding the menacing knife ……………….a large black hand.

Having a vial of smelling salt waved under his nose had brought Tom back to his senses just as the shower was shut off, signaling the fact that Holly would soon be coming out of the bathroom.  Finding himself securely bound to the chair and gagged, Tom heard the familiar voice of Reece Braxton behind him, taunting "Ya don't think ya can jist make believe nothing ever happened by flying off on a business trip, huh, punk?  Ya's went and raped my wife, ya bastard ………………….and I's come back to find ya with yer fuck'n cock up in her!  Payback's a bitch, ain't it?  Well, ya's now in fer the show of yer life, punk!"

Tom had not wanted to be a witness to Holly's rape and defilement, wanting to be away from it all as if nothing ever happened.  He had literally given away the key to his home and to his beautiful young wife just to save his own ass.  He had wanted to be far away when it happened, hoping that somehow it would ease the guilt, pretend that nothing ever happened as he believed Holly would be to ashamed to ever tell him that a rape had taken place.  But now he was being afforded a ringside seat and would be a witness to his beautiful wife's rape and defilement.

Shuddering with fear, unable to get out of the grasp of her assailant, Holly then realized that she was the total mercy of this strange man.  "Want ya to keep real quiet now, sweetie!  Ya scream and try to get away, that punk over there will have his little pecker sliced off!  Would ya like to see his little weenie sliced up, bitch?  Huh?" she was asked.  Tears pouring from her eyes, Holly shook her head 'no' and the hand clamped over her mouth was removed.  With the knife plunged into the nearby wall, the large black hand returned to trace its way down her throat and slip into the opening of her nightie.

Never before had any man other than Tom touched her in such an intimate manner, causing Holly to sob as she was fondled by the black intruder, her breast being handled like a piece of fruit.  "Please …………..…..please ………………….…..please stop!  Please …………………..please!  Please ……………………I beg you ………….please stop!" Holly sobbed.  With the arm around her waist moving up, Holly could only stand there helplessly as one hand fondled her bare breast while the other now cupped its twin through the sheer nightie.

"I ain't gonna hurt ya, sweetie …………………..!  I's gonna make ya feel good, sweetie!  Real good!  I's gonna shows ya a real good time!" Reece chuckled.  Top of her nightie untied, Reece revealed her beautiful breasts, cupping and fondling them as her husband stared at the action.  As the beauty sobbed and quivered from the thumbing of her budding nipples, Reece bent down to lick her earlobe.  Then he whispered "Look at hubby!  He's gitting all turned on watching me play with yer purty titties!"

Eyes filled with tears, Holly blinked her eyes rapidly, then gasped upon seeing her husband's penis throbbing and rising with excitement.  'Oh, God ……………..Tom ……………….how could you?' she wanted to yell out.  Then she closed her eyes once again, biting her bottom lip and shivering from the unwanted pleasure coursing through her petite body.  As one of the fondling hands left her breast and traveled over her flat belly, Holly quivered as the man's fingers sought to delve beneath the waistband of her panties.

"Ohhhhhhhh …………………ooooooooooo ………………………ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" Holly moaned as exploring fingers coursed over her soft golden fleece, then the man's thick middle finger was tracing her sex slit.  "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh …………………..oh, pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" she cried out.  Gritting her teeth as the thick finger pushed into her slit, Holly sobbed and wanted to call out to her husband to save her from this sex-crazed intruder.  But in looking over at her bound husband, he was obviously unable to be of help, plus he was obviously enjoying her predicament as evidenced by his hardon.

Tom eyes widened in seeing his beautiful wife shudder, then his cock got rock solid upon hearing her moan "Ooooooooooooooohhhhh …………………………………..oh ………………………………….ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"  From the way in which Holly was moaning, along with the movement under her lacy white panties, Tom correctly surmised that Reece Braxton had his finger in her and giving Holly a good finger-fucking.  "Ahhhhhhh ……………………ahhh ……………………..ohhhhhhhhhhh!" came Holly's loud moan as her petite body began to quiver uncontrollably, making it quite evident that she had orgasmed.

Panting as she regained her senses, Holly blushed a beet red as she realized that Tom had just witnessed her quivering in orgasm as a result of being fingered by this black intruder.  Weak at the knees as the intruder held her close to him, Holly felt him now tugging at her panties and pulling them down over her trim hips.  Panties sliding down her trim legs to puddle at her feet, she trembled at being bared before her husband.

Suddenly the man was moving up behind her, his bared chest on her back, pushing his manhood at the top of the 'V' between her legs.  Looking down, the sight was too much too comprehend, for now it appeared that she had a penis ……………………a four inch black penis jutting out from between her legs.  Then the awful man was jogging it in and out, indicating just what would soon be fucking in and out of her sex.  Tom saw the anguish on his wife horrified face as Reece taunted her with "We's gonna make some sweet music together, sweetie!"

Tom Brand tried desperately to will his cock down but the sight of what was happening to his beautiful and innocent young wife had him at full staff.  Wanting to play the distraught and caring husband to his assaulted young wife, Tom knew that he was not making the impression he wanted, not with his excited cock standing straight up in the air.  Seeing the shocked expression on Holly's face, Tom could only turn away in shame as his boner betrayed the feelings he hoped to display in such a horrific situation.

"Oh, God ……………………..oh, God …………………………why did I give him the key today ……………………..telling him that tomorrow would be the best night as I would be out of town?  I …………………….I should have know better!  Oh, God ……………….oh, my God ……………………………..he wants me to watch Holly being raped ………………………defiled by  the hideous bastard!" Tom realized.  'Oh, Holly ……………………………..Holly …………………..…………….I'm so sorry ………….I'm so sorry!' Tom wanted to say through his gag, closing his eyes in total defeat.
 
Humiliated and feeling so degraded as she was lifted up off the ground, now basically sitting atop the thick cock wedged between her legs, as the man walked to toward her bound husband.  Holly felt the streams of tears flowing over her cheeks as the man held her firmly in his grasp.  Now just feet away from the chair in which Tom was bound, looking down at her husband's stiff prong, Holly realized that she had never seen it in such an aroused state.  Looking at Tom's eyes, seeing him turn away in embarrassment, Holly got her first glimpse of the pathetic man she had married.

"Stroke me, sweetie!  Give hubby a show!" Holly heard the man whisper in her ear.  As she reached down to touch the protruding black cock, Holly saw her husband lift his head up a bit upon seeing the movement of her hand.  Then she saw Tom's hardon flare at the cockhead, throbbing madly as if ready to explode.  'You're pathetic!' she wanted to yell out at her husband as he was obviously getting more and more excited at the prospect of seeing her fingers wrapped round the thick black cock.

'My God …………………..it's so biggggggg!' Holly realized as her trim fingers could not fully encircle the man's thick cock.  Pumping slowly at first, seeing her husband's eyes widen, Holly that began to speed up the wanking.  Though forced to perform this humiliating task, Holly secretly wished that her assailant would give her 'sick' husband a hot wake-up call …………………….shooting his filthy scum right at and on him.

"Ready fer the show to begin, sonny boy?" Reece chuckled as he slipped his hardon out from between Tom Brand's beautiful blonde wife, setting her down on her feet and turning her to face him.  As the petite beauty shook with fear, Reece then forcibly forced her down onto her knees.  Smiling as the beauty's eyes widened as she got a good close-up view of his throbbing hardon, Reece then stepped forward to push his cockhead into her face.

Turning her swiftly to the side, Holly was just in time to avoid having the vile intruder from pushing himself up against her lips.  Instead, the fleshy bone bumped up against her cheek and slid up to her ear.  With her kneeling helplessly before this evil man, there was no doubt as to the disgusting act that her assailant was wanting of her.  "Oh, please ……………oh, please …………..please don't make me ………………it's so filthy …………….………….pleaseeeeeee!" Holly sobbed.

Fingers entwined tightly in her hair, Holly shuddered as her head was being forcibly turned to face the man's groin.  Shutting her eyes and clenching her teeth, Holly shuddered as the fleshy cockhead brushed up against her pink lips.  What was being demanded of her was something that Holly refused to do for her husband, feeling that it just too degrading and demeaning for any woman to perform on a man.

"Aieeeeeee …………………….mmmmmmmmphhhffffffffffffffffffffff!" came Holly's muffled scream from the pain associated with the sudden tug of her hair.  Forced to open wide to accommodate the monstrosity, Holly's jaw began to hurt as the thickness of the man was just unbelievable.  Eyes bulging as the bloated cockhead pushed against the back of her mouth, seeking to force its way down her throat.  Looking ahead at the short kinky hair of the man's crotch, Holly realized in horror that another six inches of the man still protruded from beyond her lips.

With the tightly gripping fingers entwined tightly in her hair, Holly's head was pulled forward as her black assailant leaned into her, forcing the bulblike cockhead down into her gagging throat.  As more and more of the thick rubbery flesh was pushed into herm out and down her throat, Holly cringed as the tip of her nose was soon being pressed into the man's short kinky hair.  Though she tried to push the man back with her hands on his hip, she could not prevent the vile assault of her mouth.  Lightheaded, unable to breathe, Holly could only think 'He's going to kill me ………………………..what an awful way to die!'

Tom Brand could not believe his eyes as Reece had his footlong dong all the way down Holly's throat.  When the man's cockhead was rubbing up against Holly's soft pink lips, Tom had thought that there was no way possible for his wife to take such a monstrosity down into her mouth.  'It enormous ………………..Holly will never be able to put her lips around that thing!' he had incorrectly thought.  Then the impossible happened right before his very eyes as the big black cock slowly began to disappear.

Bound securely to the chair, Tom could not peel his eyes away from the exciting scene of his beautiful wife being forced by Reece Braxton to service him with her mouth.  The sight before him was equal to if not more exciting that the thought of having Holly suck him off, something that he had longed for.  As inch after of inch of Reece's long black cock slowly disappeared between Holly's lips, Tom could not the raging hardon that he was now sporting.

"Ohhhh …………ohhhh ……………..oh, yeah, sweetie!  That's it ……..that's the way!  Tongue me, babe!" Bubba groaned.  Looking over at her husband he gloated "Oh, yer purty little wife is a fantastic cocksucker!  I swear ………she better than a fucking pro!  She just loves the taste of nigger cock!  Going to feed her for ya soon!  Gonna feed her my nigga juice!  She's gonna get her first taste of a 'real' man!”  Grasping her head tightly, Bubba leaned forward to feed her more and more of his lengthy black cock.

“Oh, baby ……………………………oh, baby …………………………..oh, sweet lips ……………………….damn ………………………..ahhhhhhhhhh!  Ahhhhhhhhhhh ………………….ahhhhhhhhh ………………oh, that’s it …………..…….suck it ……………………deep throat me …………………..ah, yeaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh ……………yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh …………….eat it …………………….eat it sweetie …………………………….arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Reece groaned loudly as his cock blew its cork.   Pulling back some, getting his cock out of her contracting throat but keeping it in her mouth, Reece then let his entire wad cut loose.  Hands holding her firmly in place, preventing her from pulling away, he then proceeded to give her a good taste of his jizz.  Ass quivering, balls contracting, his cock lurched again and again.

Unable to pull her head away, Holly was horrified as her mouth was suddenly filled to the brim with the black intruder's filth.  Cheeks bloated, lips sealed around the thick fleshy bone, Holly realized that was either swallowing or choking to death as more and more of hot slimy roe continued to spurt into her mouth.  Quivering as the slimy goo slid down her throat to make its way to settle in her belly, Holly was then startled by the hot splashes on her left arm and thigh.

With no where for the man's filth to go but down her throat, the hot wet splashes upon her body meant only one thing …………………….that her 'sick' husband had gotten so excited that he had shot his rocks off in watching her suck and choke upon the filthy black penis.  Opening her eyes and glancing towards Tom, Holly observed his cock lurch and spurt out a stream of jizz that landed upon her knee.  'You sick bastard!' she wanted to yell out around the thick cock in her mouth.

Totally disgusted with her 'loving' husband, Holly swallowed once and then again, then decided upon teaching Tom a lesson as she began bobbing her head up and down upon the still spurting cock.  As the hands on her hair eased up, Holly pulled back some, letting her astonished husband see her flicking her pointed tongue rapidly upon the oozing pisshole.  Leaning forward on her own, she engulfed the throbbing cock into her mouth, giving the man a blowjob that could certainly match that of a professional hooker.

With the dwindling cock becoming limp and flaccid in her shucking hands, Holly watched the last pearly drop from at the tip.  Just as it was about of all, Holly's pointed tongue swiftly darted out to capture the thick fluid.  Turning to look at her bug-eyed husband, she then withdrew her tongue back into her mouth and licked her lips as if savoring the taste of manly jizz.  She saw Tom swallow in response to her lurid actions.

Then reality set back in, snapping Holly out of her stupor, causing her stomach to turn in revulsion.  She then realized just what a despicable act she had just committed with her husband looking on, making believe she was enjoying being humiliated and debased just to spite him.  Looking at the limp tube of black flesh that now hung down before her, Holly instinctively pumped at it but it was now totally useless …………temporarily anyway.  Realized what she had just done, sucking a man to completion for the very first time, Holly clutched her stomach as it lurched and threatened to spew out its gooey contents.

With Reece Braxton assisting Holly up onto the bed, Tom Brand watched as his wife meekly obeyed, then saw her trim slender legs being spread wide apart by the lusting man.  'Oh, God ………………..I gave the bastard the housekey ………………..so he could come in and rape Holly!  But it was to be tomorrow night ……………….not right now …………………….where I'm to witness everything!' he thought.  He could not believe that Holly had sucked the man off in the way she did, for never before would she even put his lips on him.  But there was no denying what he had just observed.

"Oh, Goddddddddddddd …………………………..oh, my Godddddddddddddddddddd!" Holly screamed out as her fingers desperately clutched at the thick bedspread.  Knees drawn up with feet planted on the bed, she arched up, pushing her sex into the open mouth of the lusting man.  "Ooooooooooooooooooooo ………………………….ohhhh ……………………………ahhhhhhhhhhhhieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" she screamed, hands leaving the bed to clamp down on the back of the man's head.

Eyes wide open, Tom Brand watched as Holly placed her feet on Reece Braxton's broad black shoulders while she rubbed her cunt all over his face.  'My God ……………….he's eating her out ………………….and she loving it all!  Damn ……………….she's cumming in his mouth!' he assessed from her wild abandoned actions. 'She's loving it ………………………..the bitch is really loving it!' he concluded.  'Rape her ……………………rape the fucking little bitch!' Tom wanted to yell out in encouragement in seeing the big man stand up beside the bed and begin to stroke his hardening cock.

Lying upon the bed, seeing the intruder shucking at his manhood as it began to revive, Holly was in absolute fear of what it would do ………………….or could do to her!  The size of the man's monstrosity threatened to tear her apart, split her in two ……….and worst of all impregnate her with his little black bastard.  “Please ………………please ……………..……..please don’t rape me ……………..I beg you!  Please …………………………please don't rape me ………………..you'll get me pregnant!” Holly sobbed

"Please ……….………………pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ……….………….please don't rape me!  Please ………………..pleaseeeeeeee ……………………..I’m not on the pill ….………………….please, you’ll  get me pregnant ………….………….pleaseeeeeeee, I'd don't want your baby!" Holly sobbed.  Seeing the cock rise back up to its previous state, fear set in as Holly stammered "Please ……………………..you're too big …………you're too biggggggggggggggggg ………………….for me!"

For the observing Tom Brand, he too was sporting another boner, having revived far quicker than ever before after having shot his wad.  Hearing his wife's pleas as well as seeing what her concern was all about, Tom himself could not imagine how in the world would Reece Braxton ever be able to fit that monstrosity between his legs up into Holly's petite body.  'No way!  There no way Holly will ever take that!' he thought.  But his own cock betrayed him and told the real story, for he was excited beyond belief at the prospect of seeing his lovely wife being skewered by the enormous prong.

Legs forced wide apart against her will, Holly heard her would-be rapist advise "Spread'em wide so's I can grease it up sweetie!  Or I's gonna rip ya apart!"  Realizing that she would indeed to   Worried that she would be hurt badly by the size of it, Terri swallowed as she rubbed the tip into her now slick gash, trying to get it lubricated as much as possible with her slick juices.  Gritting her teeth, trying not to give her rapist the pleasure of seeing her respond, Holly however could not stop her cunt muscles from instinctively responding.  Cunt muscles clenching and unclenching as the thick cock greased itself in her gash, her juices flowed to add to the cause.

Large hands at the back of her thighs, legs up high in the air, Holly trembled with fear at the inevitable neared.  "Ohhhhhhhhhh ……………..owwwwwww …………………….please …………………please stop ……………you’re too big …………………………it won't fittttttttttttt!" she sobbed out in pain.  Feeling her legs pushed back further, Holly knew there would be no mercy for her, that her rapist was intent on doing the dirty deed.  "Owwww ……………………owwww …………….it hurts ………………………..it hurtssssssssss!" she sobbed as the black rapist speared her, forcing his oversized cock several inches into her.

From his vantage point, Tom watched as Reece Braxton began to jog his fuck stick in Holly's petite body, obviously causing her great pain as she sobbed and pleaded for him to stop.  Amazed, Tom could not believe what he was seeing, watching as the big black cock began to slowly disappear up into his wife's petite body.  'My God, the size of his balls ………………..they're like walnuts!' he thought, imagining how much jizz were stored up in there.  It was certainly a high price he was paying, having given the housekey to the likes of Reece Braxton ………………….worst yet if the bastard got Holly knocked up.

Five minutes later, though it seemed like an hour had gone by, Reece Braxton had finally shoved the entire length of his manhood up into the sobbing young wife.  Then Reece was sliding the length of his boner out till just the cockhead remained embedded, then let her have it by slicing it back in deeply.  Faster and faster, he fucked in now well-lubricated cock in and out of the raped beauty.  "Ohhhhhhhh, baby …………………so soft and tender ………………..…….damn, yer one hell of a fuck!" he moaned.

Seeing Reece's hands moving up to now grasp Holly at the back of her trim ankles, Tom observed his petite wife now spread in a wide 'V' as she was getting the fuck of a lifetime.  Then he heard Holly panting "Oooooooo ……………oooooooooo ………..…..ooooooo ……………………ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"  It was now obvious that the slicing cock was giving Holly pleasure, exquisite pleasure though unwanted, further evidenced as Tom observed his wife's toes curling as she soared toward a mind-shattering climax.

'Oh, God ……………………she's climaxing ………………..getting an orgasm on Reece's cock!' Tom realized upon seeing the way Holly was clutching desperately at the bedspread with her long blonde hair whipping from side to side, her hips arching up high off the bed, toes curling as she moaned loudly.  With Holly's petite body in uncontrolled spasms, the quivering of Reece's black asscheeks as the big man buried himself up to his balls, Tom knew that the pent-up jizz was being churned out of the walnut-sized balls and into his wife's fertile womb.  "Ugh ………………..uggg ………………..ahhhhhhhhhh!" came the confirming grunts from his wife's rapist.

An hour later, following Reece dimming the lights a bit, Tom Brand saw that his wife had immediately fallen into an exhausted sleep with a forearm over her eyes.  Her legs remained splayed widely apart following Reece's departure, giving Tom a direct shot of .    of her pouting slit from which oozed the thick seed that threatened to put her in the family way.  Then Tom felt the man's large hand on his shoulder as Reece whispered "Well, Tommy, my boy …………………..I'd say that makes us about even!  Damn, she's sure a sweet little thing!"

Bound securely to the chair, all Tom Brand could do was to sit there and hoped that Holly would get up from her fucked out condition.  At this point, with the departure of Reece Braxton, all Tom could do was sit and watch the man's gooey white cum oozing continuously out of Holly red pouting gash.  It was early the next morning that Holly finally stirred and got out of bed to remove the rope binding him.

Getting into work late that morning, having called in early to say that he had a sales appointment scheduled, Tom had needed the time to console his distraught wife and talk her out of reporting the break-in and rape to the police.  Fearing that his name would trigger the preliminary rape report filed by Connie Braxton, Tom certainly did not want to take any unnecessary chances, plus wanting to avoid having Holly discover the truth of how Reece Braxton managed to get into the house.  Time was also needed for him to rush down to store to pick up a potent douche for his wife, hoping that it was not too late to be of use.

Arriving at the office, he immediately got a call to come to Mr. Alston's office.  Upon entering his boss's office, Tom swallowed in seeing the man's concerned face as he was told to close the door.  He took a seat as Mr. Alston shook his head slowly, then his boss advised "I got a call early this morning from Reece Braxton ……………..then went to his hotel and paid him the fifty grand before he and his wife headed back home!  Tom ………………….I was totally shocked when Braxton told me that …………………that you had already come through with that other 'figure' he was demanding!"

Alston had not been lying about meeting with Reece Braxton that morning, but it was just to deliver the $10,000 in payment of the agreed upon fee for his services.  Seeing his star salesman slouched and looking down into his lap, the old geezer liked the hold he had over the young pup.  Not only did he manage to retain his star salesman and the accounts, but now he was ending up with a $40,000 profit that Tom Brand would be repaying over the next 10 years.

The following year would be quite a trying one for the Brands', starting with Holly having morning sickness six weeks following the rape.  Not having made love to his wife two weeks preceding the rape, nor anytime thereafter, there was absolutely no doubt who was responsible for the baby growing in her belly.  Due to Holly's religious convictions, Tom was unable to convince his wife to have an abortion.  Thus, the only alternative for Holly to carry the baby to term and then have the infant adopted out.

So as not to have anyone suspect anything out of the ordinary, Tom had Holly quit her job once she began showing.  Normal visits back to their hometown were curtailed so that their respective families would not know of Holly's condition.  Several months later, as Holly underwent an ultrasound at the gynecologist's office, more disturbing news hit as it was discovered that his wife was carrying twins.

Nine months following the rape, Tom was in for quite a shock when Holly apparently had formed a natural motherly bond to the babies kicking in her belly.  So strong a bond had been formed between mother and her babies that Tom was at a total loss when Holly advised that there would be no adoption, that they would be keeping the two twin boys and raising them as their own.

With Holly insistent that as no one knew she was pregnant so all they need to do was say that they had adopted the twins.  Feeling trapped for he had been the one responsible for Holly's rape and pregnancy, Tom was at a total loss and felt totally helpless, thus finally giving in to her wishes.  Owing $50K to the company, having watched Reece Braxton rape his wife, and now having to pay dearly …………………….that of bringing up the babies father by the black bastard.

Now with the twins six months of age, Tom was at home feeding the twins and changing their diapers while Holly was out.  With his wife color blind when it came to the twins, it now made no matter how Jim and Tim had been conceived ………………..to his wife anyway.  Looking at the time, it was now six hours since Holly had been gone and Tom was exhausted from the babysitting chores.  He knew that Holly loved him but Tom could not help but wonder just what she was doing at that very moment.

For Holly, her motherly love for the twins would have her protecting them from any type of danger.  With the letter coming in the mail the other day, it just seemed so incomprehensible to both she and Tom.  It was from the man who had violently raped her and fathered the two boys.  The letter advised that the man would be in town and desired some company/entertainment ………………..namely her!  If she didn't show up at his hotel room Saturday morning, he would then file a claim for paternity rights.

Though Tom said 'absolutely not', that it was out of the question, Holly didn't not want to jeopardize the welfare of the boys.  If it meant submitting herself to the rapist once again, it would be a price she'd have to pay in order to protect her boys.  As lovemaking with her husband had come to an absolute standstill following the brutal rape, Holly still had needs and had resorted to touching herself under the covers at night, dreaming of the brutal but fantastic fucking the black rapist had thrown to her.  On Friday night, she had laid in bed dreaming of fitting her lips over man's big black cock once again, then of having her legs held up high in a 'V' as he boned her.

In the bathroom that morning, before leaving for the hotel, Holly picked up the box condoms Tom kept in the medicine cabinet.  Looking at it, she then shrugged and put it back where she got it, not bothering to take any of them with her.  With a pair of lacy black panties and matching bra, Holly then donned a sleek black dress and 3" black heels to meet with her babies' father.  Holly knew that she'd be in for one heck of a fuck session as she departed for the hotel.  She saw the look of concern on Tom's face as she kissed him goodbye while he had Jim in one hand and Tim in the other.
 

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