Nightmare for Nicole
(m/f,
i/r, n/c)
by
Black
Demon
New
York's Star Millennium Hotel
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Standard
Disclaimer:
This
story is fictional and intended for adults only!
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Two
years earlier, things seemed to be on top of the world for Paul
and Nicole Lexcombe, with Paul starting his own consulting firm
while Nicole was a rising star at International Concepts LLC as
a corporate attorney. Married
for fourteen years at that point, living in the beautiful home
they had purchased in the suburbs some five years earlier, they
were just skyrocketing upwards in both their community and
society. But then
everything had come to a stand still and began a bit of a
downward spiral when Paul suffered a heart condition and minor
stroke that required surgery to strengthen up an artery. With the heart
specialist advising that Paul should avoid stress and to ease up
some on his new start up company, it meant that Nicole had to
assume the position of being the breadwinner from then on until
her husband could get back to a point where he could resume all
his activities. Having
survived the big financial crisis of 2008 through 2011, this
setback had naturally put them on edge as it was natural for
them to wonder how they would survive if they had to just resort
to having only Nicole's income each month.
As
an international business based in London, Nicole's job as a
corporate attorney was to assist in the placement of
graduates/interns/trainees within the company throughout the
world. In keeping
up with the various hiring practices and the differences in
business practices abroad, one area of Nicole's job was that of
assuring the company conducted its business in accordance with
that country's guidelines.
As a corporate attorney and having the title of Assistant
Vice-President, to make the step upwards from here one was
expected to spend at least eighteen months to two years abroad
to gain some actual experience internationally before returning
to the home office in London to take on bigger projects in order
to be considered for a full Vice President slot. Just prior to her
husband's heart ailment, Nicole had been offered a position in
Stockholm, one that she was about to accept but had decided to
forgo in order to provide whatever care Paul would be needing. Nicole was thought
highly of in her job, being very visible to all, especially as
she was an attractive blond standing at 5'8" tall with a
36-28-36 bod.
Mrs.
Nicole Lexcombe
Now
offered another position abroad, this time in New York, it was
to be quite a decision to make as passing up the chance a second
time might mean that it'd be the last offer she'd ever get with
the company. She
had gone to New York six months earlier, spending just a week
when the gal recruiting interns transferred over to the Los
Angeles office as her husband had gotten a job there. Although Paul could
operate his consulting business from abroad, the problem was
that he needed to be remain in England for the free medical
care, with such being quite costly if he relocated to New York. Nicole was hesitant in
taking the job in New York as she was still worried about Paul,
but her husband told her that he'd be fine and that she should
go for her career's sake, pointing out that with the housekeeper
that they had recently hired would make things be quite
manageable. Paul
pointed out that they had been apart for long periods a couple
times in their marriage and everything had worked out just fine,
like when he had served in the military and when she had gone
away to law school.
So
the plan was for Nicole to take the New York job, with the
thought of her coming back from time to time if the job
permitted her to get away for a week or so at a time, but if not
then the eighteen months or so would still be manageable,
especially with the upgrades in telecommunications. One good aspect of
taking the New York job was that the company would be providing
her with free lodging at one of the nicer hotels in which it
regularly used to house the new interns and potential recruits
interviewing for a job. For
Nicole, the company would be providing her very nice comfortable
lodging in a suite with the Star Millennium Hotel, one much
nicer than the smaller rooms provided to the interns or
recruits. Besides
the Star Millennium, there were two other hotels used by the
company to house the interns/recruits, with hotel rooms to be
assigned at her discretion and of course availability of rooms
at any given time. The
relocation was not too difficult as Paul would remaining at home
and a moving company was to transport any personal belongings
that she wished to take to New York with her, at her company's
expense. So
basically all Nicole had to do was to put things in one corner
of the house and the moving company was to come and box
everything up, then transport them to her in New York City. With everything being
flown over via an air freight company, Nicole took just two
suitcases with her on the flight over as the rest of her
belongings was to be delivered in a week's time.
As
with any large international company hiring a dozen or more
interns at any one time, there was to be expected a turnover
ratio, with some unable to cope with a stressful job or that
some new employees just came to find that they didn't enjoy
working for whatever the reason.
Some even found another job, quitting their internship in
just over a week or so, but the company just hoped to retain a
larger ratio from the next recruiting class. Unbeknownst to Nicole
nor any other employee at International Concepts, a number of
the interns who had quit their jobs had not done so on their own
volition but had been abducted and some had gone missing
entirely, disappearing without a trace. No one had really
studied or put together a trend of those interns quitting the
company since there was a new group every six weeks, but had
human resources conducted such a study, it have found that a
majority of those quitting were young female recruits
............................young and very attractive female
recruits!
Once
on the job in New York, Nicole decided to look a bit into the
recent loss of interns as the ratio seemed a bit a higher than
prior years. One
name in particular caught her attention, that of Ms. Michelle
Nesser, an intern that Nicole herself had interviewed and
recommended for the job when she was here six months earlier. In fact, Nicole
thought that young Michelle was the best of the entire
recruiting class for that month, thus it really was of interest
to finding out why her assessment had gone wrong as the young
woman had remained in the internship for just three weeks before
abruptly quitting for a 'better offer'. Looking for the 'exit
interview' sheet, Nicole found there had been no such interview
as human resources had noted that such interview was not done
due to the intern's sudden departure. As there was no
indication as to where the intern had gone to work for her new
job, Nicole decided to call the cell phone number that had been
listed on the intern's application, hoping to talk to her in
order to find out the reason(s) for her departure. But after dialing the
cell number, a recording came on saying that the number being
called was no longer in service.
Looking
further
as to Ms. Nesser's application for the job, it did list her
emergency contact being her parents back in Phoenix, Arizona. Dialing the parents'
home number in Phoenix, Nicole had to explain who she was and
why she was calling, there person on the other end seemed to be
rather guarded in talking to her.
Nicole was puzzled when Mr. Nesser asked of her "You
don't know, do you?" Nicole
then replied "Know? Know
what?" It was then
that Mr. Nesser advised "Michelle went missing several weeks
after leaving her internship with your firm to supposedly go to
work for another company up in Albany! She kept in contact by
text messages and email, the last saying that she was enjoying
her job with a company called Absolute Albany and that she was
staying in a motel till she could find an apartment to rent! But then there was no
further contact from her and no answer to her phone nor reply to
any emails! We
reported her missing but the police in Albany came back that the
company in Albany had never even heard of Michelle and there was
no trace of her at all! We
even hired a detective agency to look for her but they came back
with nothing new. 'My,
God ......................what happened to her?' Nicole wondered
after hanging up the phone.
Looking
at the photo attached to the application, the young blond beauty
was indicated to be 108 lbs. and was 5'3" tall. 'God, her parents must
be devastated on the disappearance of their daughter! Mr. Nesser had
indicated that he and Michelle's long-time boyfriend had flown
out to Albany, passed out flyers for two weeks, but it seemed as
if Michelle had just vanished in thin air! They had even gone to
where Michelle had stayed at the Star Millennium Hotel where she
had earlier stayed but staff indicated that she had checked out
weeks earlier and that the current occupant was another intern
from International Concepts and had been in that same room for
the past couple of weeks. Where
she had gone to stay after the Star Millennium was a puzzle to
everyone as no motel charges ever showed up in her charge cards
that she used. It
puzzled Nicole even more on Michelle's sudden departure as her
father had indicated that the reason she took the internship
with International Concepts was that it was an international
firm and changes were good in her going abroad to a foreign
country to work, getting to move around at the company's
expense, something that she had always dreamed of since high
school.
Ms.
Michelle Nesser
Little
did Nicole nor Michelle's parents know that the missing Michelle
Nesser was in fact living abroad at that moment, only it was not
as how she had hoped and dreamed of, the truth being quite far
from it in fact. The
beautiful Ms. Michelle Nesser had been kidnapped and was now
very far away, having been drugged and transported by private
jet to far away Nigeria, where she worked for her new employer. In Nigeria, housed
underground beneath the military compound of the Nigerian Army,
in return for her accommodations and remaining alive Michelle's
current job was that of providing sex to any Nigerian Army
officer sent on down to be entertained by her. it had been the
Commandant of the Army who had been showed her pictured by the
man from America, from a place called New York, and the military
honcho decided that using the equivalent of 50,000 American
dollars from the military's budget would be well worth it in
order to bolster the morale of the under paid military officers. Young Michelle was
introduced into her new profession by none other than the big
black Commandant himself, a vile conniving old bastard who just
hated Americans, and thus just loved the pleasure he derived
from inflicting pain and agony from raping the young innocent
beauty from America .................................especially
the piercing screams emitted that night when he went and took
her precious virginity! For
Commandant Abdul, the agonizing screams from the beautiful
American bitch and upon observing the blood on his raping cock
....................nothing else could be any better!
Rashad
Jonese,
assistant manager for the Star Millennium Hotel, had gotten his
start in the hotel business from when he was fifteen years of
age running errands for an international hotel chain in
Ethiopia. Moving up
to a kitchen helper, then becoming a desk clerk, Rashad had
worked his way all the way up in the hotel business and he had
learned how to please the many types of guests frequenting the
hotel. He got to
recognize quickly that one was an important guest by the
entourage accompanying that guest, learned quickly as to what
pleased that particular guest, and what he could do to make that
guest's visit an extra special one. And that was how he
had come to meet Colonel Abdul Mustad of the Nigerian Army when
he had come to coordinate a military exercise with the Ethiopian
military, with Rashad getting a nice big tip each day for
supplying the colonel with different female companionship each
evening of his stay. Given
a contact number by the colonel himself, Rashad was told "Here
is my card, my good man! If
you do come across something very special ................if you
know what I mean .............I can make it worth your while, my
friend!" That had
been years earlier and now that high ranking officer was
Commandant Mustad of the Nigerian Army, the head of its Special
Forces Group. An
hour after sending the general an email with an attached
photograph of the lovely Ms. Michelle Nesser, Rashad answered
the phone to hear the operator advise "Please hold! I have Commandant
Mustad of Nigeria on the line!
I'll connect you!"
The
deal had been worked out very quickly over the telephone, with
the excited general offering to pay 50,000 American dollars for
the lovely blond beauty along with arranging the beauty's
transport out of the country.
With the offer being a fair one for the trouble he'd have
to go through, Rashad the deal was sealed and all he needed to
do was to abduct the innocent young beauty and get her to an
airport just outside of New York, one that handled small private
jets. Going through
his lists of anticipated expenses, knowing he'd have to grease
some palms on his side to erase all traces of the young beauty
having disappeared out of the hotel and not leaving on her own
accord, Rashad figured ten grand would do the trick, thus
leaving him with a forty grand net profit in delivering the
unsuspecting beauty into the hands of the lusty Nigerian
general. Rashad
wondered if the innocent Ms. Nesser was still a virgin, shivered
with a bit a apprehension at the thought of it as such innocence
existed it would be destroyed by the 250 lb. brutal black
bastard. But Rashad
did wish that he could see the contrast of bodies, that of her
ivory white body and that of the coal black one of the general
smothering her with his ......................busting her
precious cherry with his big black cock!
Although
the innocent Ms. Nesser had put the double locks and chain on
the hotel room door, access could be had into the room as the
entire rear of the closet opened up entirely to allow Rashad a
secret entrance. Chloroform
over the mouth and nose over the startled beauty soon rendered
her unconscious as she struggled upon the bed. Two Ethiopian buddies
of his were to box up her undergarments, dresses, and nice heels
that the beauty owned. The
delivery of the beauty and boxed clothing were made to the
airport, with her lying in a coffin while having a mask and
small oxygen canister to give her air. With the general
having furnished the needed paperwork to transport the body of
an important deceased Nigerian back to his country, getting
through customs was a cinch and thus Ms. Michelle Nesser got her
wish fulfilled in getting to travel abroad. With only one
refueling stop necessary, just some fifteen hours later two
Nigerian women were dressing the unconscious beauty in some sexy
undergarments and into one of her black dresses and black heels. Once she awoke, the
American would discover what hell on earth would be like at the hands of the vile
Commandant Mustad and his lusty men.
Now
six months after getting that nice windfall, Rashad got a call
from a nervous sounding Tomas at the front desk, the fellow
who's palm he had greased when he had convincingly advised the
police investigating the missing Ms. Nesser that she had turned
in her hotel room key saying that she was taking a job
elsewhere. Listening
to Tomas, Rashad learned that the woman from International
Concepts up in Suite 1505 had just inquired about the missing
beauty. And Tomas
seemed a bit shaken as he advised "I think she knows that the
intern went missing from the kind of questions that she asked
..................like if the police inquired here after
quitting her internship and was leaving the hotel!" At this point, Rashad
figured that he had better get all the info he could on this
inquisitive bitch up in 1505, as she was apparently a higher up
from the company that housed quite a bit of their interns at the
hotel. 'Can't have
her give us a negative report and stop the flow interns into our
hotel rooms that were normally reserved each month by the
company, as that would certainly be a disaster for my sideline
business! Shit! Shit Shit! Gotta put a stop to
that snooping English bitch!' he fumed. Getting on the
internet and pulling up the website for International Concepts
LLC, the corporate directory had her picture in it and advised
that she was a corporate attorney for the company with the title
of Assistant Vice-President.
Reading that, Rashad cussed "Oh, fuck! That's all I need is
for her to find out that there's a relationship to the hotel and
those interns who left abruptly!
Christ! Now
what the fuck do I do?"
Rashad
was not worried about the six former interns that now were under
his control and being housed in the brothel in Uptown, for their
cell phones still worked but being monitored by his madam and
the bitches knew better than to squeal as to the real reason for
their departure from the internship job. What worried Rashad
was that of the corporate bitch inquiring about Amanda Corbett
or that of Deanne Hathway, both of whom were in their twenties
and both blond beauties. The
details in the disappearance of both young women, if compared to
that of Michelle Nesser, would be nearly identical with the
difference being from where their destination being changed. The missing Amanda
Corbett was from the small town of Belford Falls, Idaho and the
search for her was done in New Haven where she was to be
employed with another firm.
As for missing Deanne Hathway, her hometown was that of
John's Landing in Indiana, with the search for her having been
conducted over in the town in New Jersey where she was to work. Both searches would
turn up blank leads with the only comment element being that of
the Star Millennium where they had stayed and International
Concepts being their employer.
With different police jurisdictions involved in each of
the searches of missing women from far away hometowns of
different states, there had been no tie-ins to the missing
three. 'Damn! Fuck'n
shit!' Rashad cussed under his breath as the corporate bitch was
getting too close to uncovering some foul play going on at the
Star and the company's interns.
'I had better keep a close eye on that bitch! When she's out
tomorrow, I'll put a bug in her room and a couple video
transmitters up in the ceiling vents so I can see and hear what
she's up to!' he figured. 'Calm
down ............calm down .............think it out
...............think things out, you asshole!' he chided
himself. 'Fuck'n
shit!' Rashad again cussed under his breath as he felt the noose
being tightened around his neck due to the snooping bitch up in
1505.
Ms.
Amanda Corbett
For
23 year old Amanda Corbett, being blond and beautiful would
serve to be her downfall once she was assigned a room at the
Star Millennium, especially once she caught Rashad's eye. Amanda's parents and
two brothers spent a month in New Haven and backtracking all the
way to New York without any success, not knowing where she had
stayed since losing contact with her after she had departed from
the hotel in New York. Only
text messages and emails had been received back home. It had been a bit
strange in not getting a phone call directly from Amanda but her
parents had merely assumed that she was just too busy to call
and talk due to the new career path she had chosen for herself. But now there was
absolutely no trace whatsoever of her, no such job opening at
the firm in New Haven even existed and they never even heard of
Amanda, and there had been no charges to any motel or hotel
along the way from New York.
A private investigator had been retained and was still on
the case, but he too had come up with zero as the last info on
the missing beauty was that of her stay at the Star Millennium. Like that of missing
Michelle Nesser, Amanda Corbett was off on her trek abroad, only
spending her time in a harem out in the desert of Saudi Arabia. She had been purchased
by a sheik who didn't know what better to do with his money. The sheik had flown on
in himself, taking the blond beauty back with him on his private
jet, with no one from customs even doing a check, especially
after each official had a thick envelope slid over to him
beforehand. Whisked
off to an Arabian desert, several veiled women began dressing
her in the nice
black dress and heels that she owned and accompanied her on the
flight over, only to have all her clothing soon stripped from
her by the lusty sheik. Held
down by several of the sheik's concubines, Amanda could only
scream and cry out in despair when the bastard covered her with
his sweaty body and thrust his fat cock up into her, spearing
right through her hymen and brutally deflowering her.
Ms.
Deanne Hathway
In
regards to missing Deanne Hathway, things turned up blank in the
New Jersey town that she was to have relocated to and the
company had no records of even interviewing the young woman for
any type of job opening. Her
brother and a cousin spent some three weeks trying to track her
down in New Jersey, then backtracked on down to New York City
and the Star Millennium. With
the hotel records showing her departure date being several weeks
before her last message to the family, it became a question as
to where did the young beauty go and who did she go with if she
didn't rent a motel/hotel room on her way to her new job in New
Jersey. Although it
was obvious to the family that foul play was involved since they
knew their precious Deanne would never leave them in such a way,
and there were absolutely no leads to be found. The police in New
Jersey had the phone company do a trace as to where the location
was when her last call/text message was sent to or from her cell
phone. The results
of that was a cell tower in the middle of New York City but then
that would be an impossible task in pinpointing an exact
location, even though the Star Millennium fell within that cell
tower's range. Like
the two other missing former interns, the lovely Ms. Deanne
Hathway had been whisked away unconscious in a jet owned by a
wealthy Ethiopian businessman, one who frequented the Star due
to the special services provided by Rashad, a fellow countryman
whom he had first met in an Ethiopian hotel some years ago. While in the lobby of
the Star, the lovely blond beauty had his head turning to watch
her every movement, something that his friend Rashad had
observed and who then approached him as to whether he might be
interested in making a very special purchase.
Head
always churning in the mind of this Ethiopian businessman,
always wanting to establish a classy brothel in his home
country, the businessman felt that the lovely young beauty would
certainly be a big draw to such a brothel. His thought was that
'A horny Ethiopian would certainly give up a fortune for just a
night alone with such a blond American beauty!' He helped hold her on
down while she was being examined by a doctor he had hired to
examine her, then smiled widely when the doctor announced to him
that "It is intact! Her
hymen is intact ..............................she is still a
virgin!" 'Perfect! Absolutely perfect for
the grand opening of the brothel!' he concluded. Of his fifty thousand
American dollars investment, it turned out quite a profitable
venture for this businessman as he made back 60% on the that
grand opening night, sold to the highest bidder who was willing
to pay well when it was announced that the blond beauty from
America was still a virgin.
Those unable to better the bid paid a nice admission fee
to witness the deflowering of the American beauty, getting to
see her crying and struggling as the fat bastard of some 330 lbs
covering her body and popping her precious cherry. After her deflowering,
each of the witnesses kicked in more money for chance to rape
the blond beauty himself. When
the grand opening finally came to an end, young Deanne Hathway
lay sprawled upon the king-sized mattress with legs and arms
widespread, a thick pinkish goo oozing out of her raped slit
onto the bloody sheet beneath her.
Cum was just everywhere, on her: hair; face; lips;
titties; fingers; short blond curls; thighs; toes; soles; etc. All that mess had been
contributed by each of the hundred and twenty lusty men present
at the grand opening that night.
Before
each missing beauty had gone abducted and whisked out of the
country, the abduction would only be initiated after Rashad had
enough video on the camcorder to make out the beauty's password
on her computer and that of her email. Being sure to retain
both the cellphone and laptop of each kidnapped beauty, Rashad
was able to respond to any message left by texting a reply on
the cell phone or by sending a reply to any incoming emails. Sending out false
information to the parents, telling them that their daughter
would be calling to talk when time permitted later, such would
buy the time lapse needed before all contact went silent some
three weeks later. That
first set of cell phone and laptop belonging to missing Michelle
Nesser was disposed of by Rashad at Pier 36, sinking into the
muddy waters some twenty feet deep. As to the cell phone
and laptops of the other two missing beauties, Rashad had seen
to their disposal in the Star's basement furnace where they were
burnt to a crisp. He
had felt quite confident that the various police investigators
nor private investigators would not concentrate their efforts on
the Star Millennium, especially as different agencies would be
involved and not link up the missing young beauties. But now that corporate
bitch up in 1505 was seemingly trying to trace down the former
interns to interview them as to the reason they each chose to
leave the company, and it appeared she had come up with that
precious link. So
Rashad had to think of a way to neutralize that snooping bitch,
get her to quit nosing around, to have her mind her own business
and just concentrate on her job of bringing in new interns
.................pretty ones and house them at the Star.
Busy
interviewing
potential prospects each day, going over their background checks
done through a private investigatiing agency that had been
approved by corporate, it was Nicole who would give the final
stamp of approval on hiring each of the new interns. The goal was to hire
bright and energetic college graduates that would fit in with
the company's culture and hopefully contribute to its growth and
profitability. Thus
any investment made in hiring a new recruit would be a loss to
the company should that new hire quit suddenly, leaving a spot
to be filled and an additional investment needed to now train
the new hire. So
for Nicole to attempt to research at this point as to why the
former interns had left abruptly while in training over the six
month period before her arrival in New York, she might just be
overloading herself with unnecessary work. Still, it seemed to
Nicole that being able to retain a recruit that looked promising
would be a key to her being successful in this recruiting job. Looking at the
applications of those who had left, including the two she had
contacted on their cells but had not wanted to do an exit
interview with her, Nicole leaned back some after placing them
side by side to scan them in all at once. 'My, God!' she
shuddered, feeling as if she had been thrown into one of those
police dramas where all the victim photographs are all up on a
bulletin board.
Of
the ten that had left before completing the internship, Nicole
took out the lone male applicant that had departed. Now that left nine
others, each one being a young beautiful blonde female in her
early twenties. Nicole
then took out the two that she had contacted but refused the
exit interview and the two that had gone missing weeks after
leaving, that left five other young women that to be contacted
or looked into. Sighing
deeply,
Nicole trembled at the thought that perhaps it wasn't just a
coincidence that two former interns had been reported missing. With just the picture
portion of the application lined up side by side and the bottom
half covered, Nicole went from one end to the other in removing
the sheet covering the bottom of each application. With each unveiling,
Nicole felt her heart thump harder and harder with each showing
that the intern was lodged at ..........the Star Millennium
Hotel! She shook
her head, telling herself that she was just letting her
imagination run away with her, that she had been watching too
many police dramas on television since coming to the states. 'Well, I should look
into the other five since I've gone this far! Perhaps they also got
recruited by the firm with the other two that didn't want to
give the exit interview! Just
maybe .............maybe there's a direct competitor that's
trying to steal away our recruits?
And if that is the case, I had better find out just what
firm that is! Yes
indeed, a competitor could save a lot of time and money from
interviewing potential recruits to hire into an internship, as
it be much cheaper just to steal them away from us!' Nicole
surmised.
Finishing
her meal that had come first, Nicole slid out of her booth and
this time she initiated the smile and nod to the handsome black
man, then got a smile and nod in return. Going back to her
room, Nicole slipped out of the black dress that she had worn
that day for work, she was unaware of a pair of eyes widening
downstairs in the assistant manager's office as the transmittal
from the camera hidden in the ceiling vent was getting a
demented Ethiopian quite horny at the sight of her. 'Holy shit! I didn't know women
still wore those things!' the Ethiopian was thinking as he
viewed her wearing a black garter belt over her panties and her
black hose with clipped to it.
Being from England and a bit old school, it was still the
prim and proper thing for a 'lady' to do and Nicole saw no
reason to change that just because she had come to America for a
year or two. Besides,
she was already accustomed to dressing in this manner and felt
that it'd be harder to having to adapt to making the switch back
when she returned to the company's London headquarters. She found that men
often got turned on seeing a woman wearing reinforced stockings,
indicating that she was very possibly wearing a garter belt
under her skirt, something that her husband Paul certainly got
turned on by. But
Nicole had no intention on turning on or seeking to attract
another man as she was totally in love with her handsome and
caring husband back in London, with her only wish was that he
could regain his health and be there with her.
'Damn,
I just didn't pay any attention to the bitch since she's older
but man .............she's got a fuck'n bod on her! Under nice but rather
conservative clothing that she wore around the hotel, I never
expected anything like this!
Jeezzzz, she's giving me a fuck'n hardon!' Rashad had to
admit to himself. Besides,
his other head between his legs began to pulsate and swell with
excitement so he was just fooling himself if he was to think
otherwise of the mature but very sexy beauty from 'across the
pond'! Rubbing at
the bulge in his pants, Rashad licked his lips as he gazed at
the unsuspecting beauty in the monitor as she sat on the white
sofa in her frilly undergarments and hose. 'Oh, what a nice
contrast of black and white upon the sofa! Now all we need is to
have you spreading to nice long sexy legs for a big black buck,
then to watch all that white cummy goo oozing out of your fuck'n
twat!' he thought. Looking
at the screen an analyzing things, Rashad observed her string
bikini panties were under her garter belt and made note of that
for future reference. He
then saw her reach for the folders that she had brought back to
the room with her and he could see the concerned look on her
face as she scanned through them.
From the concerned and determined look on the bitch's
face, Rashad correctly guessed that those folders were of the
former interns that left abruptly during their training period,
three of which had later been reported as missing by their
families.
The
next day, it was like clockwork as the bitch up in 1505 exited
her room to take the elevator down to the 2nd Floor to go for
dinner at the hotel's restaurant.
Seeing her on the monitor covering the 15th Floor, Rashad
then used his cell phone to make a call from his office down to
the lobby. "Marcus
.......................she's in the elevator going down to the
2nd Floor! Now's
the time to make your move!" Rashad advised the handsome black
stud he had hired for two and a half grand to seduce that tall
blond bitch staying in 1505.
'That bastard promised me that he'd be in her panties
within three nights! Yeah,
fucker ..............you had better come true to your word or
you'll be owing me back the twenty-five hundred and I'm gonna
make ya pay fer yer fucking lobster dinners and all those
drinks!' he cussed under his breath. Switching over to the
monitor covering the 2nd Floor elevators and the entrance to the
hotel's noted restaurant, he saw both elevator doors open at the
same instant, and out exited Marcus Jones from one and the tall
blond bitch from the other.
The smiles, one nodding to the other, Rashad knew that
Marcus was initiating the first move to see if she would mind
some company while dining this evening. Seeing the bitch
smiling and nodding, Rashad himself now smiled as it appeared
the plan for seducing the uppity bitch was making some progress. Watching the monitor,
Rashad watched intently and cussed at the tall blond on the
screen 'You bitch ...................gonna git the fuck'n goods
on you soon enough! Oh,
that hubby of yers will surely have a coronary should he see a
video of you gitting nailed by a big black stud! Damn, yer a real tall
one .....................gotta admit yer damn pretty too
......................nice long sexy white legs
.......................ought to feel real good having those sexy
white legs wrapped around my black ass! Hmmm, but hubby likes
seeing ya with garter belt and stocking clipped to them and all,
so's I's gonna have Marcus slice of those string bikini panties
and and fuck ya jist like that ........................that'll
sure give hubby a fuck'n thrill!
If'n ya don't want hubby seeing ya with a black buck
..................ya can start by convincing me
......................on yer fuck'n knees with my big black cock
in yer mouth, bitch!'
Before
now, Rashad had only looked upon the bitch in 1505 as
responsible for the noose that might soon be tightening around
his neck and bring him to an end.
But now after having set out a plan of action to
neutralize the snooping bitch, and with Marcus appearing to have
gotten to first base with him sliding into a booth next to her,
Rashad began to take her in for the rather sexy mature prim and
proper beauty that she really was.
Having stared at her long sexy legs as she entered
wearing 3" heels, Rashad began wondering what it'd feel like to
have those long flawless beauties wrapped around his ass as he
proceeded to fuck the hell out of her. Another pleasurable
image crossing his mind was to have her legs pushed up at the
back of her knees, her toes pointed and pressing down upon his
back with her hips arching up into his face as he ate out her
golden snatch. Once
again, Rashad began to picture the tall beautiful bitch
trembling as she stood before him as she debated whether to
comply with his demand at the threat of sending incriminating
photos of her adultery with a handsome young black
....................picturing the tears forming in her baby blue
eyes as she slowly bent her knees to kneel before him
...................seeing the tears flowing down her cheeks as
she reached forward to pull down his zipper! 'Damn, when I get the
bitch to pull my cock outta my pants, that's when I'm gonna grab
that long silky blond hair of her and yank her head back
.........................then I'm gonna rub the sticky underside
of my fuck'n cock all all over that beautiful face of hers and
watch her cringe in disgust!' Rashad promised himself, then
added 'A prim and proper English lass like this surely ain't
ever allowed a cock between those succulent pink lips is my bet! But all that is gonna
change real soon! Bet
she's gonna freak out when I's get her on her fuck'n knees and
make her suck my dick! And
I'm gonna love seeing her puke her guts out when I's pop my load
in her fuck'n mouth!'
In
meeting Marcus Jones at the 2nd Floor elevators, Nicole was
quite impressed with the handsome young man some ten years her
junior, thinking 'Such a gentleman and handsome too!' In chit chatting as
they walked to the entrance of the restaurant, she learned that
the young man was indeed on business in the city for updated
training meetings with his company and that he'd just be there
for another night and be leaving early Saturday morning to get a
flight back home. He
was so polite in asking if she minded him joining her for
dinner, just to chit chat rather than eating separately in
silence, and that it be just a cordial dining together with each
picking up his/her tabs. With
him acknowledging that he could see by the rings on her finger
that she was indeed married, then holding up his left hand and
saying 'See, happily married too!', Nicole was totally disarmed
at that point. As
it didn't appear that the young man was hitting on her, and with
him only there for another night, dining together with him under
those conditions seemed quite harmless. Thus she agreed to
have dinner with him, then repeated the condition that they'd
each pick up his/her respective tabs. With the handsome
black stud keeping an appropriate distance from her in the
booth, Nicole felt reassured that he wouldn't get the wrong
intention and think that he'd have a shot at her after dinner. On that aspect, Nicole
had no intention on ever cheating on her husband
........................even with a handsome young stud, and
especially not with that handsome stud being black!
Following
a nice leisurely dinner while chit chatting about working away
from home, missing their respective spouses, they entered the
elevator together and he pushed #17 before asking what floor was
hers. In the
elevator, when asked if they could have dinner the next night as
it'd be his last before heading back home, Nicole did not
hesitate in accepting provided it being under the same
conditions of this evening's dinner. And when the elevator
stopped at her floor, Nicole smiled at her dinner companion and
waved 'goodbye' to him as the elevator doors began closing. Unbeknownst to Nicole,
as she was opening the door to her hotel room, the elevator that
had gone up to the 17th Floor was now descending back down to
the lobby with her dinner companion still in it. As she closed and
locked her hotel room door, Marcus was in the lobby reassuring
his buddy "Better get the other half ready cause I'm definitely
gonna be in that bitch's panties tomorrow night!" With Marcus following
Rashad to his office to discuss the next night's events, he
patted his buddy on the back and told him to "Relax, my friend! Have you ever seen me
fail once I've set the hook in a bitch like that? Just to reassure you,
we're to meet at the same time tomorrow night by the entrance to
the restaurant!" "Fucker,
you screw up on this one and you pay me back everything
.........................plus the cost of all those fucking
lobsters and drinks you've been ordering! But here's what I want
of you if and when you're successful in getting her into bed!"
Rashad advised before explaining that she wore a garter belt
over her string bikini panties each day - "I'll have a small
scissors under the front center of the bed so you can snip off
that string bikini panties, then fuck her good! And when yer done,
make sure her leaky pussy is in line with the camcorder as I
wanna get a video of cum oozing out of that prim and proper
pussy of hers!"
Getting
out of her dress and into comfortable clothes, Nicole then
opened up the folders that she had taken with her to go over
while having dinner. But
as things had happened, getting to chat with the handsome Marcus
Jones, Nicole had merely put her purse atop of the folders that
she had set down onto the booth next to her. Quickly going over the
contents of the folders, Nicole then scanned the list of interns
who had left after just a short stint in the internship program. She had made contact
with several female interns thus far but none were willing to
spare the time for an exit interview over the phone much less
meeting with her to discuss why they had left the program. Still, two former
interns in the program having disappeared seemingly from the
face of the earth gave her a weird feeling about the
circumstances. Pulling
the sheet on top of the remaining list of interns having
departed, that of a young and pretty Deanne Hathway, Nicole
looked at the time and decided it was still early enough to call
her. The familiar
sound of the recording that the number was no longer in service
gave Nicole the willies, with her heart beginning to pound in
her chest, she muttered "Don't tell me she's another one!" Swallowing deeply,
Nicole decided against calling the emergency number listed on
her application form even though it was several hours earlier in
Indiana. Closing
her eyes, body shuddering nervously, Nicole took a deep breath
in an attempt to calm herself as she wanted to think rationally
and yet hope for the best for this former intern.
Talking
to the first two sets of grieving parents had unnerved her some,
and Nicole just did not want to go through that ordeal once
again should young Deanne Hathway have met a similar fate. Getting on her
computer, she typed in 'Newspapers in John's Landing, Indiana'
and saw the results being John's Landing Tribune and the Indiana
Star. Bringing up
the site to the John's Landing Tribune, Nicole then typed in the
name of Deanne Hathway in the 'search' blank and hit the 'enter'
button. "Oh, my
Goddddddddddd!" Nicole uttered out loudly in seeing the headings
of the paper dated some four months ago, reading "Local girl
missing in her relocation to New Jersey job!" Nicole read on and it
all sounded so similar to the other two former interns that had
gone missing, all totally disappearing about three to four weeks
after leaving the internship program. Seeing where Deanne
Hathway had been lodged at the bottom of the application sheet,
it showed she had been housed right here at the Star Millennium
Hotel. As Nicole
had earlier checked with the desk clerk on Michelle Nesser, her
heart began to pound as she reached on over to retrieve the
folder of Amanda Corbett. Opening
it, her heart nearly stopped upon once again seeing the Star
Millennium Hotel at the bottom of the application. But with each one of
them disappearing some time after leaving the program, Nicole
could only conclude that 'Someone's picking up these young
women, probably scoping them out here at the Star and getting
them to quit and take off somewhere with him!' Nicole could only
wonder 'What happened to them after that three to four week
period from when each of them left the program? She must have been
seduced into joining him, went somewhere with him, then some
kind of foul play must have caused them to disappear like that!'
Nicole
was in quite a dilemma at that point, wondering as to what she
should do next before another young attractive intern with the
company ran into foul play like the others. 'Could it be just a
coincidence? I
guess it is possible but surely not with three going missing
under the basically the same circumstances!' she trembled with
nervousness. Then
Nicole scolded herself, telling herself to 'Take a deep breath! Think things out
rationally! Consider
all the angles! Consider
all the potential consequences if you go running off calling the
police with just circumstantial evidence that only shows some
similarities in the three missing young women!' Nicole then realized
that 'The company's name will definitely be brought up in a
negative light if I go to the police with just my hunch!' 'Should I contact HQ
in London on this? Run
it by them and see what their input is?' Nicole asked herself,
but then concluded that by doing that it'd put a negative light
on her as people in the home office might just think that she
can't make a decision on her own.
'Somebody's preying upon these young women staying at the
Star!' Nicole concluded as she looked at one photo, then set the
two others side by side next to the first one. 'All in their early
twenties and fresh out of college!
All female, very attractive and single
......................and blond!' she surveyed upon gazing at
all three photos sitting side by side to each other.
'Oh,
my Goddddddd! Could
it be? When did I
see that article? Back
in London ......................a year ago, maybe?' Nicole
pondered as she tried to recall the details and as to what the
terminology that had been used for what was described to be very
despicable activities. Closing
her eyes, trying to think back to when she had been quite
shocked in reading the article, Nicole recalled that it had been
termed some kind of 'trade' or had the word 'trade' in it. 'Slave trade?' she
wondered, then typed it in to be searched on the internet. Reading the topics of
each article, Nicole told herself 'No, that's not quite it! But I'm sure its
something pretty similar to that!'
"Haaaaaaa! I
think I've got it ......................that's got to be it
....................white slavery trade!" Typing that phrase
into her search engine, the results popped up on the screen and
Nicole shuddered and concluded 'That's it! That's got to be it! Why else would a
seemingly innocent young woman who's working at a job far away
from home suddenly disappear off the face of the earth like the
three former interns with the company? Each must have been
singled out while staying at the Star, convinced to leave for a
more lucrative job, then they're kidnapped and transported off
to some far away country .......................leaving no trace
at all what-so-ever after leaving this hotel!' Nicole felt certain as
to her findings and conclusions, but as tomorrow was Friday, she
told herself that she should 'Think about it for another couple
of days ................be certain about all the facts before
you go running off to the police .................come up with
even more evidence ...................be absolutely certain you
know what you're doing!'
That
next day being Friday, Nicole decided to see if she could
confirm the check out dates of the other four young women before
her first scheduled interview of a potential recruit to the
internship program. As
the Assistant Manager was manning the desk when she went up,
Nicole was very appreciative of Rashad Jonese's concern when she
inquired about the departure of the remaining four young women. "Is there something of
concern that the hotel should be aware of?" the Ass't Manager
inquired when he began the research that she had requested. "No, it's just that I
think that my company might have a competitor out there that
might be trying to steal away the recruits that we screen
thoroughly and hire! You
know, that would save them a ton on time and money!" Once she obtained the
needed into, Nicole went into the interview room to go over the
info that she had in the folders, then decided to make a call to
the investigative firm used in doing the background checks. Having met the owner
of the firm that first week of her arrival, Nicole asked to
speak with him, asking him what it would cost just to check on
the current whereabouts of the remaining four former interns
that had left while in training, plus the other two that she had
made contact with but refused the exit interview, telling him
that she suspected that a competitor being out there trying to
steal away their new hires.
She had also made certain that no direct contact was to
be made with the young women nor their parents, just to find out
their current status and job.
The bill estimated to be around $3,000 was to be sent to
her directly and not the company, for if it was to put the
company in a bad light she would not forward the billing to the
company for reimbursement.
Nicole had left it at that, eliminating all the other
more dramatic and lurid things her mind had dreamed up earlier,
like that of the white slavery trade.
Nicole
then went about with the scheduled bookings on interviewing new
recruits and seeing if one met the qualifications on being
offered an internship with the company. Things went smoothly
for the first four to be interviewed, but then Nicole got a bit
nervous when the fifth recruit to be interviewed walked in
......................a young attractive blond female! This unnerved Nicole a
bit for all she could think of was 'If I select her for the
internship, will she be the next to forced into the 'white
slavery trade'? Kidnapped
and whisked off to some foreign land ..................forced to
perform sick and perverted sexual acts in accordance to some
deviant male's wishes!' Finally
the interviews were over, leaving Nicole quite exhausted as she
could not help but to wonder as to how she should grade the
fifth applicant. 'Reject
or Accept?' she kept wondering over and over in her mind, making
Nicole sick to her stomach as to making such a decision,
especially as the young attractive blond female had come in at
the top candidate for an internship that day. Calling it a day and
going up to her room, the thought of having dinner with the
handsome young Marcus Jones excited her some, but it was really
just to keep her mind off her recent discovery and turmoil. Last night had been
one where she had dressed rather demurely as she had planned on
dining alone, but as tonight was different, perhaps it being a
female thing that Nicole wanted her hair to look perfect and she
went to the closet to pick out an elegant dress to wear for the
evening.
A
glass of wine for each of them, appetizers followed by a nice
pleasant dinner together, it was then that Rashad came strolling
on by and looking surprised as he stopped to greet them "Oh, my
favorite two guests at the Star has graced us with their
presence here tonight!" First
extending his hand to Nicole, greeting her with a handshake
Rashad advised "It is so nice of you to join us tonight!" And then extending his
hand to Marcus, Rashad exclaimed "My friend, it's been a while
since I have seen you! It
is a pleasure to have you at the Star once again!" Before leaving the
booth, Rashad advised that "I will see that your drinks are
refreshed and they are on me!"
Moments later, with their glasses about empty, the young
waiter appeared with two glasses of wine for them. Unbeknownst to Nicole,
the young waiter had been specifically instructed by the
Assistant Manager of the Star as to which glass of wine was to
be given to the woman in the booth. Rashad had been the
one pouring the two glasses of wine, but an additional item went
into the one to be served to Nicole ......................a
tasteless but very potent aphrodisiac that when consumed by a
female, it would literally having her climbing walls in need of
a good fucking, regardless if her husband was available or not
to take care of her, as the nagging itch between her legs would
insist on being scratched.
Towards the end of dinner and the ordering of dessert,
the waiter appeared with yet another glass of wine that was on
the house as he had been instructed by Rashad.
With
a one glass a night the norm for Nicole, having consumed the
second glass that was laced with a potent aphrodisiac, she was
clenching her thighs tightly together when the dessert was
served. And over
dessert and the fun conversation with her handsome dining
companion, Nicole then began sipping on her third glass of wine
which she had purposely withheld from doing so for the past five
minutes. By the
time dessert was over, coffee being passed by both of them due
to the extra glass of complimentary wine from the restaurant,
Nicole was quite tipsy by the time the separate billing was
delivered to the table. Sliding
out from her side of the booth, Nicole was thankful for the
strong arm around her waist for she would have surely fallen if
not for Marcus' strong arm around her. Breathing heavily upon
entering the elevator, Nicole breathed a sigh of relief in
seeing both 15 and 17 lighting up the buttons on which floors
the elevator was to stop at.
But when the elevator doors closed and the elevator began
its upwards journey, thick lips of her handsome dining partner's
were upon hers. Thick
tongue in her mouth, Nicole then instinctive responded with her
hers playfully dallying with the friendly intruder. Then the unthinkable
then happened for Nicole as they physically embraced one another
as a very intimate kiss took place in the ascending elevator. Never before since
exchanging marital vows with her husband had Nicole thought of
another man, yet now she was now intimately kissing a handsome
young black man some ten years her junior.
Upon
hearing the 'ding' of the elevator announcing the arrival of the
15th Floor destination, Nicole straightened herself up to step
out of the elevator. But
in her tipsy condition, Nicole staggered and sway, making her
quite thankful for the strong arm around her waist to steady her
and prevent her from falling.
"I'm sorry! Thank
you so much! I
guess that last glass of wine really did me in!" Nicole
commented. "No
problem, my fair lady! Marcus
is only too glad to be of assistance to a pretty lady like you!"
her dining companion replied.
As they got to her door, Nicole began fumbling with her
purse to retrieve her cardkey, then allowed Marcus to take it
from her to find it as she was too tipsy to do so. Door opened, Nicole
began to turn to enter her hotel room when she was stopped by
her handsome companion as another intimate kiss ensued. From then Nicole was
unaware of being slowly guided into the room, hotel door closed
shut by her companion, and then thick experienced fingers began
unhooking the clasp at the back of her dress. Some rationality
seemed to come from out of no where as Nicole began to push
against her handsome companion, panting out that "I'm married,
Marcus ........................and so are you! We can't
........................we just can't!" But then his thick
lips were upon hers once again for the commencement of another
very intimate kiss with tongues twirling against one another.
With
her being so tipsy and out of it, her vision was rather hazy and
Nicole did not observe the new objects that had been placed
about the room .............mini camcorders that became
activated upon any type of movement in the room! All angles of the room
would be covered by the four camcorders, all of which were
focused upon the large king-sized bed in the room and to capture
any activity taking place upon it.
While she was wining and dining in the restaurant
downstairs, Rashad had used his passkey to gain entry into the
room and had set up the camcorders to capture the seduction of
the blond bitch by the stud he had hired to get the goods on the
fuck'n bitch. One
added item was the camera set up to send a direct feed
downstairs to Rashad's computer, so he could watch the beauty's
seduction take place right before his eyes. As he had explained to
Marcus, Rashad wanted the handsome hunk to seduce the fuck'n
bitch and every which way possible so he could capture it all on
video .....................eating her cunt out till she orgasms,
then fuck her with her legs up on his shoulders/wrapped around
his waist, doggie style, her riding him, etc. With the so-called
faithful wife who's husband was back in London, she certainly
did not appear to be so faithful anymore, not in the way her
arms were around the handsome young stud in her bedroom as they
kissed intimately once again.
Seeing the smooth ivory skin being reveal as deft hands
got the zipper of her dress down her back, Rashad had his boner
growing as he cheered Marcus on with "Okay, bud
.............................strip down to her undergarments
......................get in bed like I's told you
............................then use the scissors under the edge
of the bed like I's told ya and snip off the strings of her
bikini panties .................................then go down and
eat the bitch out good!"
Dress
unzipped
and bunched at her waist, lacy black bra unhooked and pushed
over her shoulders to now lie upon the carpeting, Nicole flung
her head back as the handsome black stud took a nipple into his
mouth to suckle upon it. Her
arms went up to cradle his head as he now took her other nipple
into his mouth. "Ohhhhh
.........................oh, Marcus ........................oh,
it feels so good ...............but ................we need to
stop ..............before it goes too far! Oh, God
..................we need to stop .....................we're
both married .....................and we're going too far! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhh, my
Godddddddddd! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Nicole mewled out with pleasure as the sucking of her nipples
did not let up and now the handsome stud was clamping teeth down
upon the sensitive bud ............slowly biting down upon it! "Ahhhhh
...................ahhhhh .................ahhhh
..................nnnnnnnnnnnn!" she shivered. Swooning at that
point, Nicole was unaware of the stud working her dress down
over her hips and letting the garment fall to the carpet around
her black heels. Other
nipple being bitten now, her dress in a puddle around her heels,
all Nicole could think about at that instant was 'how nice it
felt to have her sensitive nipples sucked upon once again'. And then the young
stud was using the tip of his tongue to flick upon her sensitive
pinkies, causing her to shiver and swoon with pleasure. Arms going up to
cradle his head, Nicole sucked in her breath as the handsome
young stud captured a sensitive pink nipple between his teeth. And then he was moving
his head over to pay homage to it's twin peak.
Eyes
glued to the monitor as he looked at the live feed coming from
1505, Rashad watched as Marcus held the tall blond beauty by the
arm so she wouldn't fall over with the dress puddled around her
ankles. Then out
came her right foot from from the pile, followed by her left
heel and now the handsome black stud was guiding the prim and
proper English bitch over to the large king-sized bed. 'Ya went and did it,
my man! Jist the
way I's wanted ya to git the bitch on the bed
.............................don't forget the small scissors
under the bed ................................snip those strings
of her bikini panties .....................then bare that pussy
of hers ......................bare that pussy for the cameras
......................then eat that snatch of hers out till she
fuck'n creams in yer mouth!
Okay, now just go with the plan we laid out earlier
.....................get the bitch in the middle of the bed and
and in the right position for the cameras to get it all
...................then go down on her fuck'n snatch! C'mon buddy
.........................do your thing ................make the
bitch scream and juice in yer mouth!' he cheered Marcus on. 'Perfect
..............just perfect!' Rashad panted in seeing the
beauty's long nylon sheathed legs and heels waving up in the air
as Marcus was pushing her legs up at the back of her knees in
preparation to go down on the bitch! From the movement of
the stud's cheeks and lips, it appeared to Rashad that the stud
was blowing his hot breath upon the golden curls and her sex. "What
.........................what are you doing? No ...............no
..............you mustn't do that ...............no, Marcus,
noooooooooooo .......................no! Oh, my God! Oh, my
Godddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd!
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" he heard the bitch stammer out as
Marcus clamped his hot mouth down upon her sex and proceeded to
eat her out.
In
seeing the wild response upon the bed, Rashad could only
conclude that the prim and proper English lass had never before
in her life had a guy going down to eat out her cunt. Rashad was in awe in
seeing the long nylon sheathed legs bent at the knees, the
spikes of her 4" black heels pushing down upon the mattress as
she arched her hips up to feed her snatch to black lover, her
head tossing in disbelief from side-to-side and causing her long
silky blond hair to whip about wildly. Indeed, Rashad's
assumption in observing Mrs. Nicole Lexcombe's wild contortions
upon the bed was quite a correct one as she had never before
experienced such a sex act and she was now coating that flicking
tongue with her sweet honey nectar. "Oh, God
......................oh, God ...................oh, God
......................oh, God ...................oh, God
......................oh, God ...................oh, God
......................oh, God ...................oh, God! Oh, my God
..............................nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
.........................I ................................I'm
there ...............................I'm
thereeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ...............................I'm
cumminggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!"
came the loud shrieking scream as the beautiful English bitch
got her very first mind-shattering orgasm from having her snatch
being eaten out. Suddenly
her long nylon sheathed legs and the rest of her body went
totally limp like that of a rag doll. From between her legs
came the wide smile on the ebony face of her handsome young
lover, with lips and chin glistening from the bitch's sweet
honey. Rashad
chuckled in triumph, think 'Got ya, bitch! Just that fuck'n scene
alone outta have ya thinking twice about snooping any further
about those former interns going missing! Don't think yer gonna
continue, not at the risk of hubby being sent pictures and even
a complete video of you and yer young black lover! Hubby sees that and
there will be no denying that it's you getting eaten! out'
Seeing
Marcus getting up from the bed, Rashad could see that one of the
camcorders was not quite in line to capture the scene properly. Quickly Rashad sent a
text to Marcus' cell phone, feeling relieved that the buzz going
off in the pants around his feet had been heard and that Marcus
was bending over to get the message. 'Cam off to lf not in
line. Move 1 ft
over to lf. Ras'
was the text message that he observed Marcus reading and
understood as he could see the black stud turn to his left and
go to move the mini camcorder over as instructed. That done, Rashad then
tried to mentally communicate his thoughts to the 15th Floor,
wanting to remind Marcus 'Like we discussed earlier! Get closer to one of
the camcorders to capture the scene of you shucking that big
black cock of yours till it's nice and big
.................jutting straight on out! And then get on the
bed and give it to that fuck'n English bitch good and hard
.......................real good and hard! But be sure to on each
camera angle ..................wanna have it all captured on
video ......................getting your black monster slicing
up into her tight little slit!'
As if his thoughts had transmitted, Rashad smiled as he
observed the stud turn to look towards each camcorder while
shucking at his ebony fuckstick, till when his hand released it
.......................it jutted out from his ebony loins some
12" long and stiff as a fuck'n bone!
Rashad
watched
as the English beauty seemed rather out of it at the moment
while her stud lover had her sexy legs and heels up in the air,
being held at the ankles by a large hand, all while her lover's
free hand was guiding his thick cockhead up and down her pink
slit. It was a
moment later, with the pink slit beginning to flower open at the
nudging of the fleshy bonehead pressing up against it did the
prim and proper beauty snap out of her climatic stupor. Rashad watched as the
prone beauty suddenly pushed up onto her elbows so she could see
as to what was taking place, and then it appeared that she took
it all in and came to realize the potential consequences of such
an adulterous mating. "Noooo
............................Marcus, no
............................noooo ....................not
without protection ......................not without a condom! You can't
.........................you can't .....................you'll
get me pregnant! Please
...................please .......................not with out a
condom ..................you'll get me pregnant
..................I can't have your baby!" the frightened beauty
panted out in fear. One
thing Rashad knew would surely not happen was that Marcus wasn't
going to be pulling on out of her and would indeed be popping
his hot seed into the English bitch. If he didn't then
Marcus wouldn't be earning a fuck'n dime for what he had been
hired to do, thus Rashad was quite intrigued as to how the
talented stud planned on playing this out. 'Bitch
................if'n Marcus doesn't get ya knocked up tonight
............................I's gonna be next up in line this
weekend ......................then from there on it'll be at
least a paying 'John' dumping his cum in ya every fuck'n night
from then on!' Rashad swore under his breath.
"I
don't have one! Hadn't
even thought I'd get lucky tonight! You got one here?"
Rashad heard Marcus ask of the desperate and panicked beauty. "No
.................no, I don't have one!" the bitch spat out while
having her arms outstretched towards her young black lover in an
attempt to keep him from penetrating her any further. Rashad laughed aloud
when Marcus came back with "Don't worry ................I'll
pull out in time ................I promise you!" "You promise
........................you promise?" Rashad heard the stupid
bitch repeat as she then let her outreached hand come back down
to rest on her elbows as she continued to watch as her black
lover leaned forward to spear his ebony bone deeper into her
parting slit. "Oh,
Marcus ..............................oh, Marcus
.............................oh, yes
...........................oh, so big .......................so
nice and biggggggggg ............................oh, so good
...........................so gooddddddddddd!" he heard the
English bitch swoon and watched as she threw her head back and
fall back onto the bed, her head hitting the pillow as her black
lover thrust his proud animal into her. Rashad laughed, then
cheered "Fuck her ..................fuck her, stud
......................give it to her good ................pound
the fuck'n bitch! Make
sure you cum in her ...........................gotta git her
worried ........................worried about being 'knocked up'
with a little black bastard!"
"My, Godddd ........................so big
.................so long and big
...........................ohhhh, give it to me
............................screw me .....................screw
me gooddddddddddd!" Rashad heard her desperately pant out.
For
Marcus Jones, this was one gig that he was really enjoying,
lobster every night and getting into the panties of this
beautiful English bitch ....................plus getting
twenty-five hundred bucks on top of that! "Oh, baby
.................ya's got one hot little snapping pussy
......................damn, so fuck'n tight, jist the ways I's
like it! Oh, yeah
sweetie ...................yeah, that's it
.................that's it, wrap those long sexy legs around me
like that ...................oh, yeahhhhhhhhhh
.......................those nylons wrapped around my ass feels
so fuck'n good!" he panted out as he humped at the English
beauty. 'Jesus,
that stuff Rashad gave her has this very prim and proper English
babe climbing the fuck'n walls and just begging for a good
fucking!' Marcus chuckled to himself as he slid his big black
baby-maker right up into the bitch, then ground his short kinky
hairs into her fluffy blond nest, loving to hear her mewl out
"Ohhhhhh, Marcussssssssssssssssssss
..........................oh, yesssssssssssssssss
.............................ohhhhh, sooooooo
goodddddddddddddddd ................................sooooooooooo
gooddddddddddddddddd!" Feeling
the long sexy legs tightening even more around him, he smiled in
knowing that she'd never want him pulling on out at this point. "Ohhhhhhh, Mrs.
Lexcombe .............................ohhhh, sweetie
.........................you're so fuck'n tight
.........................tighter than even some virgins! Ya ain't had it in a
while, that's fer fuck'n sure .....................either that
or hubby's got himself one small little pecker!" Marcus gloated
loudly, mainly for the video recording, as he withdrew his cock
till only the bloated head remained enveloped before sliding
right back down into the withering beauty.
Feeling
her long sexy legs wrapped tightly around his ass, Marcus lifted
his body up some from hers and then observed her arms coming up
as the hot little bitch began thumbing her own nipples. Marcus chuckled as it
was quite obvious the drug that had been slipped into her drink
must have been quite a potent one to have the prim and proper
bitch playing with herself like this, and he slowly fed his
lengthy dong back into her hot snapping pussy. As he skewered back
down into her, Marcus felt her hands grasping first at his
biceps then felt her sharp nails upon his back as she wanted his
big cock to remain in her, not wanting him pulling too far out
of her on his next withdrawal.
With nice slow easy strokes up into the English bitch,
Marcus felt her long nylon sheathed legs tightened their
wrapping grip around his ass as her fingernails dug into his
back, then heard her pant out "Fuck me......................fuck
me .....................................oh, Marcus, fuck
meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Ohhhhh,
yesssssssssss .........................deeper
.............................deeper
...........................oh, God, it's so bigggggggggggg
.......................oh, so biggggggggggggggggg
..................................so fuck'n biggggggggggggggg
....................................so damn gooddddddddddddddd!"
Delirious
from
the potent sexual stimulant, with only the need to satisfy that
nagging itch between her legs on her mind, Nicole squeezed her
legs tighter each time she arched up her hips to get his big
dick deeper into her. Never
before had she ever had a cock so big, long, nor talented up her
horny twat ever before. For
that matter, never before had Nicole ever had another male's
manhood up her pussy other than that of her husband's, to whom
she had surrendered her virginity to on their wedding night some
sixteen years earlier. This
younger man, this handsome black man, sure had a much bigger and
longer cock between his legs than that of her husband. And one thing was for
sure ..........................the black bastard sure knew how
to use the tool he was blessed with! Clutching at her
younger lover who was right in the groove of scratching that
nagging itch between her legs, Nicole panted out "Oh, God,
yesssssssssssssss ........................................oh,
fuck me .....................................fuck me, Marcus
............................fuck me
..................................fuck me gooddddddddddddd!" As the fuck turned
into a wild coupling, Nicole was soaring off into 7th heaven
when suddenly everything came to a dead standstill.
Though
totally
in control of himself at that instant, Marcus purposely played
the beautiful bitch, watching for the reaction to come from the
stunned beauty from his sudden stopping within her. The unbelievable look
on the English beauty's face told it all as she couldn't believe
that he had actually stopped mid-stroke in her tightly gripping
pussy as she panted out to him "Why? Why are you stopping? Please
...........................please ..................don't stop
.......................I'm so close
.............................so close!" Feigning
disappointment in his face and voice, Marcus held himself
perfectly still as he groaned out to her that "Ah, sweetie
........................I gotta keep still
.......................I promised you I'd pull out before
cumming .................................got to get it under
control ............................can't move or I'm gonna pop
off in ya!" Feeling
her nails digging into his back and her leg-tie trying to pull
him deeper into her, Marcus knew that she was needing the fuck
so bad at this point that she'd forego the precaution of having
him pull on out before cumming in her fertile womb. "No
.................no .....................don't stop
...................keep going ..................keep going! Please
......................please keep on fucking meeeeeeee!" came
the desperate panting of the now frantic English woman, just as
Marcus suspected would happen with the potent aphrodisiac that
had been slipped into her drinks.
"Ohhh,
but
sweetie ...................I'm going to cum in you if I do!"
Marcus played on. Feeling
her legs tighten and pull at him once again, she then broke down
totally as she begged him "I don't care
.............................I don't care
.......................cum in me ........................cum in
me ...........................just keep on fucking
meeeeeeeeeee!" At
this stage, Marcus needed to the fuck as much as she did after
having held his throbbing hardon still within her tight confines
for quite some time in order to break her completely. Now with that
accomplished, and to earn the bucks from the job he had been
hired to do, Marcus fully intended on earning that money and to
enjoy the pleasure of spewing his hot potent cum into the
fertile womb of the once faithful English bitch. After all that time in
keeping his cock absolutely still in the withering bitch, Marcus
now went at her with gusto, pumping away at jackhammer speed. Moments later, the
English lady would not be considered a lady at all as she
screamed out "Yes ......................oh,
yesssssssssssssssssss ...................................fuck me
...........................fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Shoot it
......................................shoot it in me
................................shoot your hot cum in
meeeeeeeeeeeee!" Grinning
widely in triumph, Marcus arched his back up as he buried all
12" inch of his fat ebony dong up into the English beauty, then
let the dam burst "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
............................ahhhhhhh
...............................oh,
yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Spurt after spurt of
his hot roe went blasting up into the bitch's fertile womb, and
only time would tell of the consequences of this illicit mating.
Resting
upon and still embedded in the now limp beauty whose legs had
fallen off to the sides of him and her hands rested on his back,
Marcus then remembered the instruction that Rashad had given to
him, that of making sure the camera was at the right angle to
capture him slowing pulling out of her slit in hopes that
there'd be a lot cum oozing out of her well-fucked twat. Lifting up some,
feeling the limp hands on his back fall off to the sides, Marcus
saw the camera would right in line of her twat if he turned to
his left and pulled on out in that direction. First he pushed her
left knee up and planted her foot flat on the mattress, then
Marcus leaned towards his left to slowly begin pulling his
deeply embedded cock out from the still gripping cunny. Just as he had hoped
for, out plopped a fat blob of gooey cum when his cockhead made
its exit before her slit closed up to stop the gooey flow. Wanting more, turning
to the camera with a devious smile on his face, Marcus turned
back to the swoon beauty. Showing
his middle figure to the camera, Marcus then aimed it like a
slow moving missile with the pink slit as its target. Easily scoring a bulls
eye with his pointed finger disappearing complete up to its
knuckle, then the camera captured his hand movements to indicate
that he was working his finger about inside. And when he suddenly
pulled his away, thick streams of cum came out in short spurts
plopping onto the bed sheet in little puddles.
It
was some twenty minutes later that a dozing Nicole was stirred
awake by strong calloused hands of her black lover pushing her
over onto her belly, then felt him pulling her up at her,
adjusting her body till she was on all fours. Nicole heard then felt
his movement behind of her as he shuffled up into position. "Ooooooooooooooooooohhhhhh!"
she swooned as the pleasure giving shaft was once again being
fitted up against her slit and the pulsating head was once again
enveloped by her clenching quim.
"Oh, Goddddddddddd!
Oh, Goddddddddddd
.............................yesssssssssss
...........................oh, Godddddddddd!" Nicole panted out
as the big prick slid some six inches up into her pulsating
snatch. Never
before had Nicole ever been made love too twice in one evening,
and all she could do was to suck in her breath as she sighed
with pleasure as she squeezed her cunny around the thick
pulsating boner that continued to slice deeper up into her. And as her handsome
black lover began humping in and out of her, going into the hilt
as she could feel his short kinky hairs rubbing up around her
butt, Nicole would slide her butt back into each of his trust to
get it fully into her. "You
like that, sweetie? Jist
like the doggies, huh ..............ya like it like this? Ya like me fucking you
like a bitch, huh?" she heard him ask from behind. "Oh, Marcus
..................................yes
...........................yes
................................fuck me
...............................fuck me like the bitch I really
am!" she responded.
"Oh,
my Godddddddddddddddd
......................................ohhhhh,
Goddddddddddddddddddddddddd
...........................................oh,
Jesusssssssssssssssssssssss!" Nicole panted out from the
unbelievable sensations of pleasure derived from being fucked in
such a manner for the very first time. Then large calloused
hands were grasping at her hanging titties and they were then
being used to keep her in place as her black lover buffeted her
from behind, milking her tits at the same time. Faster and faster the
big long dong was frigging in and out of her, with ten full
inches pulled out of her clasping slit each time till just the
bloated helmet remained enveloped within her. "Oh, Godddddd
............................oh, my Godddddddddddddddddddd
.................................................ahhhhhhhhhhh
.............................ahhhhhhhhhhhh
.................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
.................................oooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
she whined, going right over the edge, then collapsing face
forward into the pillow. Face
in the pillow and both shoulders on the mattress, Nicole's mind
now in never-never land, all while her black lover labored
behind of her and about to pop another load of his hot baby
batter up into her fertile womb.
Calloused hands now grasping her trim hips as he handsome
back lover banged away at her, his pelvis bumping up against her
butt each time his 12" boner slammed its way up into her now
very juicy twat, then Nicole's petite body shuddered in its
entirety when the throbbing cock suddenly burst and filled her
womb with hot burning cum.
With
his head resting on the English beauty's back, Marcus held her
kneeling steady on the bed with his cock twitching out the final
remnants of his sticky jizz into her still clasping twat. Glancing over his
shoulder to see that the camera was properly angled, Marcus once
again would need to pull on out while moving to his left side a
bit. With her cunny
filled to the brim, out plopped two huge blobs of cum when he
pulled his dick out of her well-fucked cunt. And the ooze continued
to flow out of her widened cunt till a continuous string of goo
connected her cunny lips to a puddle beneath her. Reaching on up,
putting both hands on her ivory asscheeks with his thumbs near
her twat, Marcus then push with his thick thumbs to spread her
lips wide apart to cause a thick flow of cum to fall upon the
bed. With the
camera getting the desired scenes that he had wanted, Marcus
then eased the fucked up beauty over so she lay on her side. Sliding out of bed, he
then went to the mini-bar and opened it up to find the two
glasses of liqueur that had been put there by Rashad. Taking the two shot
glasses over to the bed, he cradled the delirious beauty in his
left arm and held the shot glass up to her lips. Previously it had been
covered with a red foil in the mini-bar, of which Marcus had
removed as it was merely to indicate which one was laced with a
potent 'roofie', and he fed it to her while telling her "Here,
this sweet liqueur will made you feel nice and warm all over!"
Ten
minutes later, having taken the elevator up to the 15th floor
after having watched the bitch's arm fall limply to the bed
after Marcus held it up for a test, it was apparent that the
potent 'roofie' had done the job it was intended for. Using his master card
key, Rashad entered the English bitch's hotel room and handed
the balance of the money due to Marcus plus a nice bonus for
getting the fantastic footage of cum oozing out of the bitch's
well-fucked twat. As
he began getting out of his clothes, Rashad instructed Marcus as
to what he wanted of him "Get behind of the bitch and get her in
a sitting position! Hold
the back of her head steady for me!" Getting all the
camcorders around the room and placing them nearby for various
angles of the upcoming event, Rashad then began stroking his
growing cock once he got out of his clothing. Boner growing in his
had, Rashad stepped forward with his limp but growing cock
dangling over his pumping fist.
Both he and his cohort gave a laugh as Rashad then pistol
whipped the English bitch with his sticky black cock. Possessing a lengthy
cock that would make any man proud, one just as long as Marcus'
but not quite as thick, he then laid the sticky underside on the
bitch's beautiful face. "Prim
and proper English bitch! Bet ya ain't ever opened those purty
lips for a guy's cock! Ya
just wait and Rashad will teach you how to give head soon! Want ya all wide awake
when I's teach ya how to suck cock
..............................yeah, wanna see the look on your
face then, bitch!" And
then Rashad stiffened and groaned as his cock lurched in his
fist, unleashing an ungodly amount of jizz right into the
bitch's beautiful face.
"Ah,
yeah
................now that's a fuck'n work of art I's jist
created! Damn,
gotta make sure I's git me some good shots of this! Sure wanna see the
look on her fuck'n face when she gits up in the morning!" Rashad
gloated as his boner was now completely drained as he had dumped
his entire load on the English bitch's face. Picking up the camera
that had transmitted the feed to the monitor down to his office,
Rashad looked around as to where he could hide it and be
undetected. After
putting it up in a ceiling vent, he then began to retrieve the
camcorders that he had set up around the room when the bitch had
been down at the restaurant having dinner. With Marcus getting
dressed, Rashad thanked his friend for having completed his
mission in seducing
the prim and proper bitch who was about to unravel his entire
operation that would probably have him ending up in the slammer
if the police got the goods on him. Now with the
incriminating evidence of her stepping out on her husband who
was still recuperating from his heart condition, Rashad felt
that he could breathe comfortably as that would keep the bitch
quiet as to her suspicions on the missing gals who had been
interns with her company. With
camcorders retrieved and having paid Marcus off, they then went
downstairs to the bar as it was time to celebrate the successful
caper with Rashad springing for drinks.
Nearing
10 a.m. that next morning, with sunlight lighting up the room
since the drapes had not been drawn, Nicole began to stir awake. Right eye opening a
bit to see that she was in her hotel room but her left eye
wouldn't open as it seemingly had been glued shut. Feeling a foreign
substance at the corner of her eye, Nicole reached up with her
left hand and used her middle finger to scrape away what seem to
be a flaky object. Bringing
her hand over to her right side so she could view what had she
had scraped off from the corner of her left eye, Nicole then
used her thumb to rub at the layer of white stuff on her middle
finger. Through her
right eye, she watched in puzzlement as small white dust-like
flakes began to fall towards where her right arm lay on the bed. Puzzled as to what the
white flakes were, Nicole could only surmise that she must have
been pouring some cream into a cup full of coffee when she
somehow got some onto her face as she had indeed been a bit
tipsy that night. Lifting
her head and turning to look about, Nicole discovered that her
handsome black lover had apparently made his departure while she
was dead asleep, causing her disappointment as she sighed 'I
didn't get to say goodbye before he left!' Using her left hand
once again, she put her finger atop her forehead as there
appeared to be a substance that had dried and congealed upon her
skin. 'Oh, Goddddd
..................what is that stuff?' Nicole wondered as small
white flakes rained down upon her from rubbing her fingers
together.
Sliding
out of bed, Nicole made her way to the bathroom on very shaky
legs, making her recall as to 'What a fucking he gave me last
night!' At the
doorway, steadying herself with a hand on the door frame, Nicole
then noticed how her pubic curls were stiff and matted down from
the dried juices from their frenzied lovemaking. Touching her matted
curls, she then noted that the flakes falling to the carpeting
was very similar to what she had observed while lying in bed and
rubbing her fingers of the stuff scraped from her face. 'Oh, God
................he wouldn't have?
Why would he have done that? He didn't seem that
nuts ...............not the type of guy who enjoyed degrading a
woman by ejaculating all over her face while she's asleep!'
Nicole shuddered, feeling a bit disgusted if he had in fact gone
and done that to her. Stepping
forward to the wash basin and looking into the mirror above the
sink with her good eye, Nicole saw her reflection and gasped
aloud 'Oh, my God .........................he did do it before
he left! He went
and ejaculated off all over my face while I was fast asleep!' Turning on the faucet,
cupping her hands to fill it with warm water, she then proceeded
to wash her face clean of all the dried semen covering her face.
Having
dried her face with a bath towel, Nicole was a bit upset at what
Marcus had done to her before departing, feeling quite degraded. But she had to admit
that 'He sure was some stud in bed last night! No denying that! I guess I ought to
forgive him for giving me a messy facial .................I
guess I just never figured him for having any sexual fetishes
........................but maybe that's what turns him on! After all, those
orgasms that he fucked me to was just so unreal and fantastic!' Then she thought
'Maybe he hasn't checked out yet?
Maybe he's still packing up? If so, at least I can
go up and give him a goodby kiss for being such a fantastic
lover!' Going to
the phone, she dialed the operator and asked to be connected to
Mr. Jones on he 17th Floor.
Puzzled at the response she got with the desk clerk
asking if she knew what room he was in, Nicole responded with
"I'm not sure as to the exact room number but the room should be
under Mr. Marcus Jones on the 17th Floor!" Nicole
listened and was puzzled upon hearing the desk clerk come back
with "I'm sorry, ma'am but there's no Marcus Jones registered
here at the hotel! There
are several other rooms with the last name Jones but none are on
the 17th Floor!" At
that point, Nicole merely concluded that Marcus must have just
recently checked out of he hotel and the hotel's computer was
still catching up as to the change in status of guests checking
out that morning.
Taking
a hot shower, knowing she must reek of raw sex after that
fantastic night, Nicole figured that she had better wash her
hair also after having detected some white splotches with
patches of her hair seemingly glued together when she had
earlier looked at herself in the mirror. But in the shower
while soaping down and washing her matted curls, Nicole realized
that soap and water would be of no use to wash herself clean
where it counted the most, also realizing that a douche might be
useless at this point in time, not after so many hours having
passed since her handsome black lover had first ejaculated is
hot creamy seed up into her.
Still, she had to attempt give that precaution a try as
it would be foolish of her not to, thus she decided to go the
drugstore a couple of blocks to the north once she got dressed. 'Yes, that's the first
priority for me today and once I get back I'll again go over all
that have been uncovered on those missing ex-interns!' she
decided while using her fingers to get some clean water up into
her rather slimy slit, then she trembled with guilt thinking
'How could I have let it go that far? I've violated the
marital vows that I swore would never be broken to Paul
............................but now I've become an adulteress! And to be seduced by a
handsome black man, letting him have sex with me
..........................unprotected sex! What if I get
pregnant? Pregnant
with a black baby ......................how shameful
......................so disgraceful!'
Once
having showered, rushing down to the nearest drug store for some
potent douche, Nicole spent the rest of her Saturday going over
the files and trying to decide as to what should be done to
prevent any further losses of beautiful and bright interns to
what seemed like some white slavery operation. Late Sunday morning
after having tossed about all evening, she picked up the
telephone and asked the operator to connect her to the nearest
police station. Once
connected to the desk sergeant, Nicole inquired if any
detectives were on duty over the weekend as she wanted to come
down and make a report on what she believed to be some criminal
activities going on within her company. Learning that there
were two detectives on duty over the weekend and that she was
more than welcome to come in and talk to one of them, Nicole got
the address and said that she'd take a taxi right over. Hanging up, Nicole
then proceeded to obtain a nice business like outfit to go to
the police station as she'd be representing her company
officially in making the report that contained nothing solid to
go on other than circumstantial evidence. Breathing a sigh of
relief, thankful that she could make the report on a Sunday and
not have to do it during business hours, she then began
undressing to get into a nice business attire - totally unaware
that eyes and ears had just learned of what her plans were.
Having
watched
the bitch on his monitor and hearing her call that was made to
the police station, Rashad knew that he had to make his move
right away and prevent his nice profitable operation from having
its cover blown. Although
it was only circumstantial evidence, the overwhelming
circumstances of the three former interns that had gone missing
from different parts of the country would certainly arouse the
suspicions of the trained and experienced detectives, especially
with all three having worked for the same company as interns
before they disappeared. Telling
his assistant that he wasn't feeling well and would be going
home for the day, Rashad got the envelope from his desk drawer
then exited his office. But
instead of heading out of the hotel, Rashad made his way
directly to the elevators and pushed the button for the 15th
Floor. Making a
beeline from the lobby of the 15th floor to the bitch's hotel
suite he pressed the buzzer as well as knocked upon the door. "Who it is?" came the
feminine voice from inside the unit. Rashad identified
himself, adding in that "I have looked further into the former
interns from your company and have uncovered some very
discerning factors that seem to connect them all after leaving
your company!" Hearing
the door chain being removed and door being unlocked, Rashad
smiled as his boner gave a twitch of excitement.
Invited
into her hotel room, door closing and automatically locking
behind them, Rashad proceeded over to the sofa in the living
room area. Turning
to face the nicely dressed beauty in her business like outfit,
black stockings and heels, Rashad felt the head between his legs
pulsating and swelling in anticipation of what was to come. When the English bitch
inquired as to what information he had come up with and saying
"I was just about to go to the police station and ask for them
to looking into this!", Rashad held up the brown envelope in his
hand, then advised "Actually, I came to try and discourage you
from doing so! Just
think of the bad publicity this can bring to both your company
and this hotel! Maybe
you should wait till you have something more than what the call
'circumstantial evidence'!"
With her shaking her head 'no' and saying that she just
had to go to the police just in case her hunch was correct, thus
protecting one or more future young interns, Rashad then held
out the envelope in his hand and advised "Well, why don't you
look at these! Perhaps
they will persuade you from going to the police that might bring
bad publicity! Take
a look at what I have and you may then change your mind as you
do have something very personal at stake if you do go to the
police!"
Opening
the clasp on the back of the envelope, Nicole saw the bottom of
what appeared to be large photographs contained in the envelope,
then pulled them on out. Looking at the top photograph, then the
second and the one below, Nicole uttered out loudly "Oh, my God! Oh, my Goddddddddd! Where
.......................where ................how
...........................how did you get these?" The top photograph was
that of her kissing her handsome black lover in the elevator,
with the second showing her naked in bed with her younger lover,
the third with her arms around her lover's neck and with her
nylon sheathed legs wrapped around his black ass while they made
love together. Nicole
then felt a shiver of fear course down her spine upon looking up
at the leering assistant hotel manger who had just handed her
quite incriminating evidence of her one night of indiscretion
and adultery. Swallowing
deeply, Nicole panted "What ......................what do you
want for these .......................these photographs?" Heart thumping in her
chest, she then heard the dreaded "If'n ya don't want that hubby
of yers getting a copy in the mail, ya'll fergit about going to
the fuck'n cops and making that fuck'n report! Ya go to the cops and
yer fuck'n hubby will git these by express delivery in a couple
of days! And I's
heard that yer trusting hubby has a heart condition, so's I's
jist wonder how his weak heart will hold up seeing his wife
getting fucked by a big black buck!"
Seeing
the shock register on the stunned beauty's face, Rashad then
sneered at the trembling bitch "So's should I go downstairs and
git that other set of photos packaged up in an express envelope
to send to your husband? Or
are you going to keep quiet about all this and not go making a
report to the cops?" Seeing
her shaking her head 'no', Rashad then had her clarify "Do you
want me to send these to your hubby?" He smiled in seeing
the tears in her eyes as she shook her head 'no'. "You going to keep yer
mouth shut and not go to the cops!" he inquired. Seeing her hesitate a
few seconds, obviously trying to think of her options and
finding none, she then nodded 'yes' that she would going to keep
quiet about her findings and not go to the police. Seeing that they were
now on the same page, Rashad advised "Now that we both are in
total agreement as to what should or should not be done, let's
seal the deal between us ...........................making sure
there's no changing of yer fuck'n mind!" Seeing her eyes widen,
Rashad sneered out "Git on yer fuck'n knees and say a prayer,
bitch!" He then saw
her blinking back the tears as she slowly bent her knees and
knelt upon the carpet, then got the surprise of his life as her
arms lifted and she clasped her hands together to beg of him
"Please .................please don't send those horrid pictures
to my husband! It'll
..................it'll kill him!
Please ................I beg of you!"
Rashad
couldn't
fuck'n believe it as the dumb bitch was actual on her knees
begging and holding her clenched hands together as if she was
actually praying to him. Reaching
forward and grasping her wrists in his hands, he then stepped
forward and pulled her hands to the front of his pants, telling
her "You gotta be fuck'n dumb, bitch! Only time a guy wants
a broad to get down on her fuck'n knees
........................is fer her to unzip his pants and pull
his fuck'n cock out! Got
that, bitch? Now,
I'm gonna count to five and ya had better git my zipper down by
then or hubby's gonna git a set of the pics early this week! ONE --- TWO ---THREE
---FOU..! Atta way,
sweetie ..............now reach yer hand on in to see the
surprise Rashad's got fer ya!"
Seconds later, with hands hips Rashad sucked in his
breath at the feel of the bitch's warm hand his pulsating dick
as she worked on getting it out of his pants. He chuckled in seeing
that the prim and proper bitch had her eyes closed shut and head
turned to the side as she forced herself the task demanded of
her. As the dumb
bitch merely held onto his pulsating dick once she got it out of
the opening, Rashad growled "Stroke it, bitch! Pump it! Gimme a good hand
job!" 'Damn, this
fuck'n bitch can't even stand to see herself shucking cock!' he
chuckled to himself, then added to his thoughts 'Jist ya wait,
sweetie ......................yer gonna git yerself a real tasty
treat soon!'
Cringing
with disgust as she handled her blackmailer's filthy manhood,
Nicole told herself that she had to do it in order to please the
bastard as she just could not have him sending a copy of the
incriminating photos to her husband. Fingers of her right
hand closed around the thick fleshy bone as she began pumping
it, her left hand open and on the pants of the bastard's right
thigh, Nicole shuddered as she heard him from above ordering her
to "Use that other hand of yers to reach in and fondle my nuts,
bitch!" Swallowing
deeply with eyes still closed shut, she then moved her left hand
towards the opening of his pants.
Once her fingers touched the open zipper, Nicole forced
herself to reach into the bastard's pants in search of his vile
testicles to perform the dreaded task being demanded of her. Gritting her teeth in
disgust, a shiver shook her body as her fingertips made contact
with the wrinkled skin of the sac containing the bastard's
testicles. Sticky
flesh in the palm of her hand, Nicole shuddered as she forced
herself to close her manicured fingers around the bastard's
'balls' and then proceeded to roll the walnut sized testicles in
the palm of her hand. "Ahhh,
yeah .....................oh, that's it, sweetie
...........................ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" she heard the groan
of pleasure from above.
Minutes
later,
with his balls being fondled and the shucking having sped up to
a faster pace now, Rashad smiled in seeing that the bitch was
now determined to 'get things over with'. Chuckling to himself
in seeing the cringing beauty shucking at him while still having
her head turned away with eyes tightly closed shut, he sucked in
his breath while wondering 'Will she be able to keep it down
when I's cum in her fuck'n mouth?
Or will she puke her fuck'n guts out?' "Okay, bitch
........................time to git yerself a taste of the
chocolate popsicle I's got fer ya!" he demanded of her. Seeing the bitch's
eyes open widely in horror as she gasped at what was being
demanded of her, Rashad was not surprised at all when she
blurted out "No ...............no, please
.....................please don't make me do that! Please
.................please ...............I've never
........................I've never done such a filthy thing like
that!" Reaching out
with his left hand to cup the back of her head, he then used his
right hand to pull her hand from out of his pants, then pried
open her clenched fingers off his pulsating cock. With both hands now at
the back of her head and pulling the reluctant bitch towards
him, Rashad laughed as his bloated cockhead brushed up against
her cheek just as it was about to touch her beautiful pink lips. "Fuck'n bitch
..............open those lips of yers or hubby gits them fuck'n
pictures! ONE
......................TWO
..............................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,
yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh! That's
it bitch ...........................now such it good!" he
groaned while his body shivered with pleasure.
With
both her hands pushing at the bastard's hips, trying desperately
to prevent him from pushing his filthy black 'thing' deep into
her mouth and down into her throat, Nicole shuddered in disgust
at the perverted sex act being forced upon her. Mouth watering from
the foreign object pumping in her mouth, Nicole could not
believe that she was performing such a despicable act, that of
taking a man's filthy 'thing' into her mouth
..................worst it was a black man's foul tasting penis! 'My God
...........................it tastes so bad
.......................so foul!
When was the last time he washed down there?' Nicole
shuddered as the saliva began to thicken in her mouth, making it
quite obvious that the bastard's foul thing was now leaking in
her mouth, and now there was not much more room to take in any
more fluid. And as
if it was not enough for her at this point, the strong hands at
the back of her head and thick fingers entwined in her hair was
turning her head a bit to the side, then she heard the bastard
laughed out "Say cheese fer the camera, sweetie! Maybe I'll add in a
shot of this fer hubby if'n ya don't keep yer side of the
bargain!" Blinking
back the tears in seeing a mini camcorder recording all this,
one that the bastard had put there when she was preoccupied with
the contents of the envelope, Nicole felt sick to her stomach as
the bastard blackmailing her was now literally fucking her face. It was so hideous and
such a vile sex act she was forced to perform that Nicole was
ready to throw up all over the place ..................if she
could only push the bastard back some to get the big black
cudgel plugging her mouth!
The
look of absolute disgust on the prim and proper beauty's face
made it all that much sweeter for Rashad as he fucked his
throbbing bone in and out of her reluctant lips. He felt her hands
trying to push him back to get his cock out of her mouth but his
grip on the back of her head kept the bitch right in place as
she began to sputter and gag on his long dong. Tightening the grip of
his entwined fingers in her long silky hair, Rashad then yanked
her head back some, made her look up at him as he sneered "Look
up at me, bitch! Yer
gonna be sucking a lot of cock from here on
......................so ya's gotta learn how to please a 'John'
......................and guys jist love having a beautiful
bitch on her knees and sucking his cock! And it makes a 'John'
feel reals good when that bitch looks up at him
...............................especially when
.........................when he cums in her mouth
............................arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
...............................ahhhhhhhhhh,
yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
....................................yeahhhhhhhhhhh
.....................ahhhhhh, Godddddddddddddddd
......................ohhhhhhhhh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
.....................................eat it
................................eat it all, bitchhhhhhhh!" Looking down at the
struggling bitch as she tried to pull away from spurting cock,
Rashad laughed as his goo filled her mouth to the brim, causing
her cheeks to bloat out as she was reluctant to swallow his
slimy cum.
Eyes
wide with fear as she looked up at her vile tormentor, Nicole
pleaded with her terrified eyes for him to 'Please pull your
filthy penis out of your mouth so I can breathe and spit out
this filthy muck!' But
upon seeing the bastard merely laugh at her plight, Nicole
shuddered as she was forced to swallow the filth or drown in it
as she could not dispose of the slimy goo that continued to
ejaculate in her mouth. Once,
twice and then a third time she swallowed the bastard's slimy
filth, shuddering each time that she did so. At last the entwined
fingers in her hair loosened their grip and then the foul cock
was slowly being pulled from out of her mouth. Finally able to to
breathe in some fresh air, but in doing so that caused her
stomach to turn and rebel against the slimy filth that now
formed a hot lake in her belly.
About to throw up, Nicole scrambled up to her feet with
one hand over her mouth and the other on her belly as she made a
run to the bathroom before she lost it all. In the bathroom, she
knelt on down once again as she quickly lifted up the toilet
seat. Head bent
over the rim of the toilet, she barfed
"Aracccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
.................................araccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
...................................argggghhhhhkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!" Finally done puking,
she then reached on up to pull the handle to flush the toilet. Rinsing her mouth and
putting water on her face, Nicole then heard her tormentor from
the other room call out "Hurry up, bitch ................git yer
fuck'n ass back in here! Ya
ain't done yet ....................not by a long shot!"
Finally
composed
enough to force herself to step out of the bathroom and back
into the living room area, Nicole observed her blackmailer now
slouched down in the sofa, the front of his pants still unzipped
and his now long flaccid penis dangling out of the opening. "Okay, sweetie
...............................start undressing fer me
.............................gimme a nice slow striptease!" she
was told. First she
took off her jacket and hung it upon the edge of a chair, then
began undoing the buttons of her long sleeve blouse. Blouse removed and
draped over her jacket on the chair, only her lacy black bra
covered her titties. Undoing
the button of her skirt, unzipping it, Nicole let it fall to the
floor around her black heels.
Looking on up towards her tormentor, heart thumping in
fear as she swallowed deeply, she then was told "Now slide yer
purty fingers down into that tiny black panties of yers
...............play with yerself .................git it all wet
and juicy fer me!" Forcing
herself to comply, fingers sliding down into her panties, Nicole
closed her eyes in shame as she inserted the tip of her middle
finger into slit. After
a few minutes of playing with herself and being ordered to
continue undressing for the bastard, she slipped off her right
heel and kicked it aside, then did the same with her left heel. Leaning back against
the nearby table, Nicole then undid a garter holding up the
stocking on her right leg, then proceeded on rolling her hose on
down. "C'mon,
sweetie .................everything ....................every
little stitch of it ...................every last bit
........................cause I's jist love a beautiful white
bitch git all naked fer me!" she was advised.
Now
totally naked following the removal of her hose, garter belt and
panties, Nicole closed her eyes as she lay upon the bed in
compliance with the demands made of her ..............that being
with "Git up on the bed .......................bring yer knees
up and spread'em .........................then start playing
with yerself again!" Middle
finger of her right hand sliding in and out of her snatch,
Nicole brought her left hand up to touch and stimulate her right
nipple. Through
slitted eyes, she saw her tormentor approaching the bed while
pulling off his shirt and then unbuckling his belt. 'Oh, Paul
.............please forgive me!
I have to do this to protect you from receiving those
horrid pictures! I
violated our marital vows to one another and must now pay for
it! Pay for it by
letting this black bastard have sex with me ................even
after I took his filthy penis into my mouth and let him do his
'thing' in me!' she shuddered in revulsion as the mattress sank
from the added weight coming onto it. Hand pulled away from
her snatch, her fingers were once again being molded around the
growing piece of fleshy bone.
Instinctively shucking at it, Nicole felt it grow and
swell in her closed fist, then heard the order for her to "Guide
it in fer me, bitch!" Pulling
it forward it'll it touch her sex, a large hand then wrapped
around her closed fist and she was forced to rub the thick
bloated cockhead up and down her sensitive slit. Hand pulled off the
bastard's manhood, Nicole then gasped "Ohhhhh,
Goddddddddddddddddddddddd!" as the bastard pushed ahead to spear
himself into her, burying five thick inches of the thick fleshy
bone up into her.
Strong
arms were hooked under the back of her knees and pushing her
legs further on back, then the black bastard shoved forward to
bury another five inches up into her. Suddenly Nicole felt
the bastard's large calloused hands being wrapped around the
back of her ankles, her legs then being pushed on far over her
head till her toes were touching the mattress, her body now
folded and bent in two. Unable
to move, not even her arms for her shoulders were pinned to the
mattress by her knees, and the bastard's big black cock began to
piston in and out of her cunny like one would see an oil well
going at it for a gusher. In
and out, in and out, but Nicole was unable to do anything about
it but to cringe in shame as her blackmailer used her body for
his pleasure. She
prayed that this humiliation would soon come to a quick end, but
prayer after prayer went unanswered as the bastard seemed quite
content to keep on fucking her at this steady pace, and it
seemed that he was well in control of himself to keep it from
ever ending. Realizing
that this was all being captured on a video, Nicole could only
imagine her husband's reaction if this ever got sent to him, how
this would definitely bring her marriage to an abrupt end and
maybe an end to his life.
The
constant friction of the pumping cock was now getting to her, as
evidenced by her cunny instinctively responding by squeezing at
the thick intruder, and Nicole began trying to arch up each time
the thick cock plunged down into her now very squishy cunt. It was a very
different kind of oil now bubbling out of this well, that of a
slick juicy oil being emitted by this well-fucked cunny. Nicole gritted her
teeth as tried to show no emotion, clenching and unclenching her
fists, trying desperately to stop her cunny from squeezing upon
the bastard's pleasure giving cock. Sobs then wracked her
petite body, for instead of ceasing the clenching of her cunny
around the thick shaft, it began squeezing even harder and
faster upon it. "Ohhhh,
STOP ......................STOP ........................STOP
ITTTTTTTTTTTT!" she whined out, not at her black fucker but at
her traitorous cunny that failed to obey her wishes. But upon hearing her
whining, her blackmailer apparently assumed it was meant for him
and thus began humping her hard and faster, bringing Nicole that
much closer to the edge. And
then her whines and pleas were indeed meant for her fucker as
she panted out loudly "FUCK ME ........................FUCK ME
........................OH, GODDDDDDDDDDDD
.....................................DAMN YOU
.........................FUCK ME ........................FUCK ME
HARDER, YOU FUCK'N BLACK BASTARDDDDDDDDDDDD!"
Hearing
the British bitch now begging for him to give her a good
fucking, Rashad knew he had finally broken the prim and proper
wife, that she was all his for the taking at this point. Pushing down hard at
the back of her ankles to keep her pinned to the bed, Rashad
raised up his ass slowly till just his bloated cockhead remained
enveloped in her clenching quim, then he commenced to banging
her real good and hard at jackhammer speed. "Squish
.................squish ................squish
.................squish ................squish
.................squish ................squish
.................squish
................squish.................squish
................squish!" was all that sounded in the room as the
black plunger pumped in and out of her juicing pussy. On and on he fucked
the bitch, felt her pussy trying its best to snap at his boner,
then heard through gritted teeth as she whined "Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
..............................nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
...........................aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" Rashad just laughed
upon hearing her whining, that she was having a fuck'n orgasm as
he fucked her under threat of blackmail, and he proceeded to
hammer at her as he too was now gritting his teeth to keep
himself in check and not pop his load prematurely. With her arms pinned
at the shoulders, hands struggling to reach out, Rashad the
sharp pain of fingernails digging into both thighs as she
shuddered in her wild orgasm.
Thrusting down, keeping his cock buried to the short
hairs, Rashad groaned out as he spurted out his baby batter into
her fertile womb.
Nearly
two hours later, left arm slung over her eyes to blot everything
out, Nicole sobbed silently as her entire world had been turned
upside down. For
the past thirty minutes, her arm had been there to shut
everything out of her mind, doing it as the black bastard
crawled up onto her body once again to fit his bloated cockhead
up to her sex a second time.
She had tried to endure having intercourse with the black
bastard once again, tried so desperately to show no emotion nor
any reaction to being sexed.
Holding back the sobs and trying to blink away the tears,
Nicole felt so utterly defeated at having her will broken so
easily, succumbing shortly after the bastard had begun stroking
that long thick cock in and out of her clenching cunny. Wrapping her trim legs
around the bastard's wide hips, locking her ankles together to
pull him in deeper into her, she had then begun arching up each
time the thrust forward deep into her. Worst of all, although
gritting her teeth tightly as she was determined not to utter
out a sound, she broke down when the bastard stop his fucking
with his cock buried half way and he demanded of her "Tell what
ya want, bitch! Tell
me or I's gonna pull my cock right outta ya!" "Damn you
....................damn you!
Do it .....................do it to me
.......................fuck me .......................fuck me
hard .........................fuck me with your big black cock!" Another
mind-shattering orgasm, cunny filled to the brim once again,
Nicole then passed out in exhaustion with the black bastard atop
of her.
Thinking
that the bastard surely wouldn't be able to get it up any more,
Nicole watched as he popped a little blue pill into his mouth,
then no more that fifteen minutes later she saw the rock solid
evidence of how potent the effects could be. Startled by the
ringing of the telephone, she looked over at the time and saw
that it was already 8 p.m., shuddered in dismay as that was when
her husband said that he'd call her. With her blackmailer
going to the phone, Nicole pleaded "No .................no
................don't answer it ....................it's my
husband!" Her heart
sank as the bastard picked up the cordless phone, then sighed in
relief as he did not speak into the phone but handed it to her. Heart racing as she
tried to compose herself and conduct a normal conversation with
her husband, Nicole trembled as the bastard was pushing her over
onto the bed, moving and arranging her body till she was on all
fours. Gritting her
teeth, unable to scramble away as strong hands were grasping her
hips to keep her in place, then she felt that familiar fat
fleshy bulb once again rubbing up and down her slit. It was so hideous to
have sex in such a manner, all while trying to converse in a
natural matter with her husband on the phone, one to culminate
with the black bastard ejaculating in her just when she told her
husband "I love you!"
As
if that had not been bad enough to culminate the evening, the
bastard took her one more time before departing so she could get
her beauty rest, Nicole got herself fucked up in the ass for the
very first time ...............sodomized
as she shrieked out in absolute pain! But her sick ordeal
only came and end after the bastard pulled his spent cock out of
her ass ...........................so she could suck it clean
for him! Laying
there upon the bed in exhaustion, body limp and hurting, Nicole
could barely keep her eyes open at that point. Dozing for some twenty
minutes or so, Nicole awoke suddenly as she felt so soiled and
dirty, wanting and needing to shower herself clean. Pulling herself up on
the bed, she shuddered as the stench of raw sex filled the air,
then Nicole recalled the bastard telling her something just
before departing. "You
didn't git to the last photo in the pile, sweetie! Ya gotta take a look
at it ..................see the work of art I's created the
other night! What a
blast that was!" she had been told. Slowly forcing her
aching body to go to the table where the pictures lay, she
pulled out the last one, then sucked in her breath at what she
observed ..................the art work was done by the bastard
when she had passed out the other night ................that of
ejaculating all over her face!
It was him who had done that foul deed to her, the
aftermath was what she had observed the next morning, having to
scrape off all the dried cum from her face and hair. Nicole then came to
realize that it had all been a set up from the start, that the
handsome black named Marcus Jones had been a part of it,
probably paid by the scheming Assistant Manager to get her in a
compromising situation.
With
his loving wife finally transferred back to the London
headquarters after some twenty months in New York City, Paul
Lexcombe was beaming with happiness as he waited in the baggage
claim area of Heathrow International Airport. He strained his neck,
looking for a sign of his beautiful wife, anxious to see her
once again as it had been some ten months since she managed to
get back for a week's vacation.
He remembered how exhausted she had been on that
vacation, thinking that the job in New York was taking its toll
on her, remembering how she seemed to just lay about and rest
after an apparently long flight and time change. Paul hoped that she
wouldn't be so out of it this time, but if so it'd be just a
week or so to regain her stamina and be back to her perky happy
self. Unbeknown to
hubby Paul, it had not been jet lag nor work that had her so
down and depressed that week, there was another reason for her
exhaustion and depression -----------one that he would be
encountering once again after greeting his wife ------------that
being that she had once again just gotten out of the hospital
the day before! His
wife was thankful for the cold weather as the large overcoat
would help hide her body. It
was not an illness or virus that she had come down with in
needing to go to the hospital to spend a night ...............it
was to recuperate after giving birth to a baby each time!
That
first baby had been one with a very dark complexion and short
kinky black hair on its head, one most probably fathered by
Marcus who had seduced her or Rashad who had blackmailed her
shortly thereafter, determined as such as it was nearly nine
months to the date of her blackmail that she gave birth to a
little baby boy ..........a little black baby. As to baby #2, the one
born just a couple days earlier, the father was unknown, to
remain so as it could be any one of the 'Johns' she had been
blackmailed into entertaining after having made that dreadful
pact with Rashad Jonese in order to keep those incriminating
photographs from being sent to Paul. Having 'entertained'
asians, whites, blacks and men from many foreign lands who came
for business or pleasure in New York City - there was no telling
which 'John' had knocked her on up as rarely did one of them
prefer safe sex. From
her prone position in the delivery room, Nicole had gotten a
glimpse of the baby she had given birth to before it was taken
to the nursery before handed over to the adopting parents. Having seen the baby's
complexion and strait black hair, Nicole suspected that the
baby's father was one of the many Asian 'Johns' that she had
serviced, one very plausible due to the hotel being a favorite
to businessmen from the Far East.
Prohibited
from
using any form of birth control or douching out a 'John's'
spunk, it was inevitable that Nicole would get knocked up sooner
or later, and in both cases it was very soon rather than later. Although she had
health coverage from her employer back in London, it would
certainly not be wise to use it as the Home Office had someone
in the HR Department checking the monthly summary sheets
submitted by the medical carrier.
Although it was a socialized medical program where there
was no cost to an individual, both the government and companies
contributed to fund the system, with companies picking their
respective share based on what its employees cost the system. But Nicole found
herself going to regular doctor appointments with her
gynecologist, forced to by Rashad to assure the birth of a
healthy baby, with the prospective adopting parents picking up
the medical tab as part of the cost they were expected to pay. Only after the birth
of the first baby did Nicole come to realize that the bastard
Rashad had collected a huge fee from the parents adopting the
baby, something he had arranged once he learned that she was
pregnant.
Taking
a week off after returning to London, Nicole returned to work at
the firm's headquarters and was delighted to be awarded the
promotion that she had hope would soon be forthcoming. She was proud to be a
full Vice President of the firm after having put in so many
years and all her time in trying her best to do things in the
best interest of the firm.
But deep down there was guilt and remorse for what she
had turned a blind eye to in New York just to protect her own
marriage by doing whatever it took to keep those incriminating
photographs from reaching her husband. With the information
that she herself had uncovered, along with the report on the six
former interns from the investigative firm, there was definitely
a linkage between all nine women as all had been lodged at the
Star Millennium Hotel. She
knew too that Rashad Jonese, the hotel's assistant manager, had
to be a part of the reason those particular young women had been
targeted, especially with all of them being attractive blond
females in their early twenties.
That was the only conclusion that seemed logical, for
Nicole thought 'Why else would he have gone to such lengths to
get me into a compromising situation, then blackmailing me to
drop by research into the former interns in exchange for not
sending those incriminating photos to Paul?'
Fearing
that her husband health would be at risk from the stress such
photos would cause, along with the sure crumbling of their
marriage, Nicole had dropped her research at that point due to
the blackmailing threat to do so.
From when that blackmailing threat had been made to her
up in the hotel suite, while she was down on her knees to 'pray'
with the filthy black cock in her mouth, Nicole had been told
that she was to quit looking into why the former interns had
left the company. Not
only that, but the foul assistant manager of the hotel clearly
laid it out for her "I always have male guests approach me to
arrange some special entertainment for them! I am quite sure that
an elegant English woman would be in much demand to the men
coming here to the Star, especially men from foreign country
like that of my Ethiopia! But
as you must work hard during the weekdays, I shall only send one
man up for you to entertain between Sunday and Thursday
evenings! But for
Friday and Saturday nights, be prepared to spread those long
sexy legs out wide for four to five horny bastards! And you are not to
insist on them wearing any protection for I will be assuring
them that they won't need to bother with such a foolish item!" Nicole had been
further instructed that she was never to double lock her and
that she would from then on go to bed only wearing her panties,
for that would be making it easier for him to slip into her room
and knock off a piece when the work eased up at the front desk. Furthermore, a part of
the blackmail demand of her was that there would be no going on
the pill nor any douching out of a 'John's' slimy seed.
From
her seventh month of each pregnancy, Nicole had gotten a
reprieve of sorts as to not having spread her legs for a 'John'
any longer till the baby came.
But still Nicole was to discover that many a 'John' would
be willing to pay for her taking it in the mouth and/or
unloading his scum right into the face, and with some just happy
to made her spread her ass for him. Each baby adopted out
to parents wanting a baby had Rashad ending up with twenty-five
grand for each adoption with all medical bills taken care of by
the adopting parents. After
baby #1 was born, Nicole was given a week off from spreading her
legs for sex to recuperate fully as had been recommended by the
physician. Although
now back permanently in London, Nicole still felt nervous and
prayed that no one else would look into the reasons why they had
lost those interns and the ones that had left subsequent to
that. Such might
just trigger her blackmailer into thinking that she was behind
it all and then carry through with his threat of sending those
incriminating photos to her husband. As to how other
attractive interns had been seduced or forced into prostitution,
or even worse into the white slavery trade, Nicole did not know
as she had forced herself not to look into any other intern that
left abruptly for fear of the promised retribution. According to the
investigative report that had been delivered by courier some
four weeks after her hiring the firm, something that she had
forgotten all about at the time after having agreed to her
blackmailer's terms, Nicole had read the report. All six of the young
women that she had them check on were found to be indeed working
for the same firm, a firm called Twilight Dreams. But then the
description of the business, per the report, was supposedly
listed as an advertising agency but not a competitor of her
firm, but in fact an escort service that was frequented mainly
by Asians and blacks.
That
first week back, tired and weary from the flight and having
given birth earlier to an 8 lb baby, she was totally drained and
so grateful for Paul not asking her for sex. Up in her hotel suite
after getting out of the hospital, she was about to take her one
suitcase with her for the flight back to London when Rashad
appeared up in her room. Of
course he expected her to reconfirm that she again would not
instigate any investigation into any former intern that left
while at the Star in exchange for his promise not to send those
pictures of her adulteress activities to her husband. And as before, Nicole
had to get down on her knees to seal the deal with the
despicable Ethiopian bastard.
What differed on this occasion from that of the first,
was that she was forced to swallow it all down and kept from
going to the bathroom to wash her mouth out. Escorted on down to
the lobby and put into the taxi by the black bastard himself,
Nicole would not be able to get to the bathroom or a water
fountain to wash the foul taste from her mouth for a good forty
minutes. But now
Nicole felt that she could relax and unwind, try desperately to
put the New York ordeal out of her mind completely, and to
strengthen the loving relationship with her trusting husband. But Nicole would still
feel the guilt, something that would haunt her forever in
knowing that she had violated her marital vows
..................that she had cheated on her husband
...................with a handsome young black man! As for the hundreds of
others that she had been forced to entertain, that she had been
blackmailed into doing, Nicole rationalized that it had been
something that she had to do in order to do to keep her husband
from having a heart attack from the stress it'd cause!
That
second week, though it was not true, Nicole avoided sex by
telling her husband that she was having her period at that time,
but she knew that she would soon have to relent and give in to
his sexual needs. What
Nicole feared the most was that her husband would somehow
discover that she was not the same, that perhaps her vagina had
widened so much from all those other men bigger than him, and
that he would come to realize that she was not longer the prim
and proper ladylike wife that he had seen going off to work in
New York. in
closing her eyes at night, trying to think of what it was like
when she and her husband had sex nearly two years ago, what
would soon replace those images were those of the big black men
who had her climbing the walls and of those times of feeling
like she was on a rocket ship to the moon when a big cock
spurted the hot fuel needed for her to make that trip into outer
space. Only now,
when away from it all, Nicole had come to realize that there was
in fact a few positives in the lives of one working as a
prostitute. One
such case was that of a fifty year old 'John' who had been a
guest at the hotel for business that weekend and had paid for
'entertainment' one night, then had immediately made
reservations through her pimp for that second night as he was so
pleased with the 'entertainment' she had provided him.
That
second night, with that same 'John' being her last customer
scheduled for the evening, Nicole came to learn that this was
the first time in his twenty-five year marriage to step out on
his wife. What got
her was when he confessed that aspect along with the reason
being "That it's been so hard this past year and a half! I've tried so hard to
go without any physical pleasures but I just needed some relief
and took advantage of using this business trip to do so!" Stroking
his throbbing hardon in her hand at the time, Nicole made small
talk and asked as to what's been happening that last year and a
half. She could see him blinking back the tears as he told her
of his wife being diagnosed with some terminal cancer, that
chemotherapy and radiation treatment helped to slow the spread
but that his wife continued on a downward slide. Feeling so bad for
him, Nicole saw to it that he got a thrill of a lifetime that
night. And when he
had gotten up to go, she pulled him back into bed with her,
telling him to spend the entire night with her before he took
his flight back home to his ailing wife. That morning, when he
attempted to give her a big tip for her services, she had
refused and told him "Use it to help your ailing wife! Last night was my gift
to you for taking good care of your loving wife!"
Midway
through
that third week back, Nicole was unable to concentrate and her
hands were trembling some, for all she could think about was get
herself fucked good as she missed having a mind-blowing orgasm. Still hesitant to have
sex with Paul as yet, but that did not stop her wild imagination
and desires, making it all that much more worse for her. Needing to make a two
hour drive out to Dover to take care of some 'rush' documents to
be signed, Nicole faxed a copy of the signed documents back to
corporate headquarters to complete the deal as she could bring
in the originals that next business day. About to make that
drive back home, she observed men getting off work at the
shipyard with a group head across to the nearby pub. Nicole knew that she
was far overdress to enter the likes of a pub located right
across the shipyard, knew that men would immediately think she
was looking to get laid by stepping there
......................but she was indeed in need to get laid! Parking her Jaguar,
she then made a call to her husband, telling him that she had to
work late in Dover and would get herself a hotel room for the
night and head directly into work that next morning. That night till early
morning, Nicole got laid real good, gangbanged in fact by the
group of five muscular men she had seen entering the pub
.....................five big shipbuilding studs
...................five BIG BLACK STUDS from the shipyard to be
exact! Mouth, cunt,
and ass all stuffed with a big black cock at the same time while
she shucked the other two in her fists as Nicole was quite game
to experiencing a black gangbanging! It was a first for
Nicole that night, taking on all five at once for starters,
making that night so fantastic that it would certainly not be
the last as she planned on making more trips down to Dover!
End
of Story.