Pluto VII

[Talon]

Jack

Jack groaned again, this time a real groan of pleasure from deep within his throat. The sadistic side of him was a bit disappointed she was no longer choking, but the pleasure the smooth stroke caused more than made up for it. "Holy...damn!" Jack threw his head back and Fiona could feel him begin to throb in her mouth.

 

[Belinda35]

Fiona Cole

Although she had never sucked a man before, she could well imagine what this throbbing meant. She had sucked on his cock so far, and it was really deep in her mouth now, as wide as she got it. But she did not want his cum in his mouth. So she moved her head backwards, trying to slide his cock out again.

 

[Talon]

Jack

Jack eased the pressure on the back of her head and allowed her to come up for air. He wasn't ready to cum yet, far from finished with her, and that last move had caught him by surprise and stimulated all the right spots. He almost shot his load deep into her throat, thankfully she had pulled back. In avoiding his cumshot she had inadvertently prolonged the forced blowjob she was being submitted to.

Jack whistled again. "Hot damn Ms. Cole...thanks for saving me there! You almost pushed me over the edge before things even got good.". He reached behind her, under the ruined sweater and pulled open the clasp of her bra. The same hand slid around to the front and under the left cup of the bra, squeezing her breast. He looked down at her as his fingers clasped the nipple. "Now that you've had your break, let's see what that tounge of yours can do.". His free hand lifted the spit slick shaft to expose his hanging nutsack.

 

[Belinda35]

Fiona Cole

Fiona jerked as he groped her breast, while the boss was still groping her behind. Jacks words alarmed her. Did he expect her that she would lick his balls? That was just to disgusting.

 

[Talon]

Jack

Jack pinched her nipple , twisting it painfully between his fingertips. "The Boss said keep your mouth busy, so one way or another your going to be using it. I thought you'd want a break, but I think you enjoyed the taste of my cock and your already missing it. Don't worry, if you'd rather have it that way, I won't deny you.". He lowered his prick until it once again rested on her lips.

 

[Belinda35]

Fiona Cole

Fiona wanted to say something, but his cock touching her lips cut her off. As she feared that he would enter it again, she pressed down her upper body to the desk, trying to block the way to her breasts. The pain in her nipple was almost intolerable.

 

[Talon]

Jack

Jack let up on her nipple, again cupping and fondling her breast. " Wasn't this much easier for you when you were just cooperating nicely?". He let her press herself down on his hand and pin it to the desk, pressing the flesh into his palm. "So what's it gonna be? Should we see if the other nipple likes being pinched as much as this one did?"

 

[Cherubian]

Michaela

"Hey, I just did not want your buddies to be completely left out. It is my kind streak, can't help it. Hmm, a nice stick you have there to spank me with" she commented as his dick smacked against her buttocks repeatedly.

As his tip gravitated towards her entry point she had enough time to prepare, to relax herself as good as possible, and it helped when the rough thrust came. The entrance to her cervix was still open, and so she winced only briefly as he passed by, the pain this time being a lot more bearable, and then she already felt his balls slapping against her, the whole snake now in her hidey hole.

In accordance with his gyrating her vagina gave his shaft a little squeeze, and she commented, without taking her eyes off the three thugs before her. "Ahh, welcome back. Hey guys, don't waste anything right now. On the off chance your buddy Snake is not as good as he boasts I might need one of you to finish me off. Oh, leaving again?" She could feel him sliding back, preparing for the next thrust.


Sarah Robertson

As Seth turned and got to look at the face that belonged to the voice he suddenly knew where he had heard her before. It was the woman at the reception of the American embassy, although without hearing her voice he might have had difficulties recognizing her. She obviously had changed clothes and tried herself at some makeup, both however with moderate success at best.

The clothes per se were could be considered quite sexy, a very short skirt of imitated leather, her legs covered in fishnet stockings, high heeled brown shoes and a yellow tank top, although they did not really match well and that they sat so tight only emphasized the fact that the woman was not really built for this sort of clothing, somewhat overweight, her expansive behind stretching the skirt to its limit, her noticeable belly far more prominent under the top than her for her body volume comparatively small breasts. The makeup also was clearly overdone, screaming colors plastered on her face, in almost comical contrast to her glasses she probably could not do without.

Struggling a bit to keep her balance on the obviously new and unusual shoes she continued to look at him with her ecstatic expression, and continued in that slightly shrill voice of hers "Oh ... Seth ... do you recognize me? I am Sarah, from the embassy. We met yesterday. Oh this is such a great coinicidence, I am really happy to see you again. So tell me, what are you up to?"

 

[Belinda35]

Fiona Cole

"hmmpf" Fiona made a disgusted sound. She felt the tipof his cock still at her lips and thought that speaking would look just like a invitation to do her mouth again. But she was in a fix now. If she pressed her body down, she would squeeze her breast right into his hand. If she raised her body, she would give full access to her breasts. So she remained in the position she just held, and tried to pull her sweater over her bra again. As his hand was busy, she might have a chance...

 

[Talon]

Snake

Snake grunted, almost wishing he hadn't boasted so much, and for the first time in his life wishing he had more in the schlong department. Why did he have to run into the one woman who could take him with no issues? He thought by now he would have reduced her to a mewling bitch begging for mercy. Instead she was begging for more. Snake pumped back into her, fucking with all the strength and speed he could manage as he pumped his cock in and out of her like a piston. Snake was desperate, and desperate men take desperate measures. In his quest to prove his penial superiority he had suddenly forgotten what she was capable of and why he probably shouldn't fuck with her. His hands suddenly grabbed the cheeks of her ass and spread them wide, pulling his cock from her he lifted up his hips and positioned the head against her anus. He thrust with all his might. She was gonna feel this one damnit.

Seth

Seth stared at the girl, dumbfounded and speechless. "Uhhhh...What the hell are you doing out here dressed like THAT?". It was an asshole thing to say, but the shock of first being surprised and then seeing her dressed in that manner threw him off. "I mean...don't you know it's dangerous out here? A nice girl like you shouldn't be in a place like this. And most definetly not dressed like that.". He looked at her innocent face, already feeling crappy for what he'd said. "Listen...you know a place to get something to eat around here?". He decided it was time to move on, the bodyguard wasn't comin' back out, prolly wasn't interested either way. He shook his head and mumbled under his breath..."Story of my life man..."

 

[Belinda35]

Fiona Cole

Although it was a silly attempt, she did it nevertheless. She reached out for her sweater, that was ripped from the neckling to the height just below her bra, and tried to arrange it in a way that it would cover her breasts, forcing his hand away from her nibble. It was more a gesture of her pride, of what was still something left, even after the blowjob.

 

[Cherubian]

Michaela

Michaela had just gotten into his rhythm, starting to buck her hips back at this thrusts that filled her up so good. Even her womb by now was welcoming the regular visits of his enormous meat, and all that was left was for him to start working on her tits. A satisfied smile was appearing on her face and she was feeling good until ... well until Snake decided he no longer wanted to have fun.

She simply had not expected this, or she would have reacted sooner. At first it just seemed like he wanted to play with her buttocks, and then suddenly her cunt felt empty and there was this searing, unbearable pain in her ass, making her scream out even louder than when he had first invaded her womb. That was enough.

Immediately she twisted her upper body to face him. What made this more significant was that in accordance with her twist her leg came up and her heel crashed into his jaw, knocking him sideways. Immediately she was up and buried the tip of her foot in his stomach in another vicious kick

"You friggin idiot" she screamed down at him "what the hell do you think you are doing?"


Sarah Robertson

Sarah was clearly taken aback by his rather unexpected reaction. She had daydreamed about this reunion countless times before, and in each instance it went much better. He had been happy to see her, welcomed her with open arms - literally - and just been the perfect gentleman. But now he was so ... distant. Danger, what danger? All she had wanted to do was to see him.

So she finally replied to him, clearly confused "I ... umm ... err ... no, I do not know a place to eat... I am new ... to this ... neighborhood myself. But ..." she seemed very unsure, almost afraid to ask what she finally decided to ask next. " but aren't you happy to see me?".

 

[Talon]

The Thugs

Snake would answer, if he had the capability. Jaw broken in three places, women everywhere would unknowingly have Michaela to thank for Snake's silence for months to come. Perhaps this little episode would teach Snake a much needed life lesson...yeah, right. Snake groaned, rolling into a ball to attempt to protect himself from further kicks and shield his broken face.

The two from the left corner of the room rubbed their hands together at the presented opportunity. Perhaps now they would finally get their turn. Ole' Broken Nose apparently decided he was better off without, and as soon as Michaela screamed in pain he took his chance. Without so much as bothering to pull on his pants he shot straight for the exit, running as fast as he could. He was out the door by the time she had delivered her second kick.

The two men in the left corner, apparently pissed that their 'friend' would ruin this opportunity of a lifetime for them, lunged for him as he passed, falling over each other in the failed effort of tackling their fleeing friend.

Seth

Seth studied Sarah. He'd never exactly been a 'lady killer' or 'smooth', hell, he had little experience with women other than prostitutes and fellow soldiers. She had dolled herself up to come out and find him and he greeted her with an asschewin' he would have given a subordinate back in the Service. Well, she had startled him, and she did look ridiculous, but somehow that didn't make it right in his mind.

She was everything the bodyguard was not, physically. Or, better yet, the bodyguard was everything _Sarah_ was not. Attractive. Voluptuous. Bad-ass enough to lay out four fully grown men simultaneously. As the thoughts were flowing through his mind he stopped himself suddenly. Whoa. Back up. He didn't even know the chick's name! What the hell was all this "She's better at X, she's more attractive than Y." crap? Damn, he really needed to get laid. And here was a chick he wouldn't even need to put any effort forth with, hand delivered with a bow on top.

Before he had a chance to open his mouth to tell her that he was very glad that she had shown up, the door behind him burst open, carrying with it the tail end of a feminine scream and a few shouted words that he couldn't make out. Seth spun around, watching as one of the thugs, the one with the broken nose to be precise, burst through the open door and hightailed it out into the street, heading roughly in their direction. With no pants to boot.

For some unexplainable reason, perhaps the knowledge that he had been sitting out here like a sucker while the bodyguard had been getting her rocks off, thinking he could be some kind of knight in shining armor if she'd needed a hand, the sight of this man running almost naked and the sound of her scream sent him over the edge. He turned back to Sarah, a look of rage now plastered on his face. "I'll visit you in the embassy tomorrow...now get the hell out of here before you get hurt! NOW!"

The broken nosed man was focused on a single goal, his fight or flight mechanism had been activated and flight was the final answer. He didn't even notice Seth...failed to notice him right up until the point where it was too late. Seth had charged towards the man, taking a diagonal route towards him until their paths intersected. The broken nosed thug tried to stop but it was too late, his momentum carried him forward and into Seth's outstretched arm, face first. The force of the impact was so great that Seth thought it might have dislocated his shoulder and the broken nosed man's feet left the ground, the momentum flinging him backwards in a half flip to land face first on the sidewalk.

"Fuck!" Seth screamed out at no one in particular, shaking his arm to clear the shooting pain running up it. "Fuckin' dirtbag...what the hell did you do to her?" He kicked the man in the ribs to emphasize his anger. "Stay the fuck down you piece of shit...And why don't you have any goddamn pants on?"

 

[LordLuck]

The Boss

However, to Fiona's distress, the Boss was just about to see the end of her proud resistance. Finally taking out his own erection behind her, he started to rub it against her crevice as Jack kept her lips busy. It was an endlesss rubbing and groping, the kind of touching that he loved the most.

And then, finally, there was the Touch. How he liked to call when he started to sodomize his victims. The Boss had taken his engorged, thick manhood, to just touch at Cole's behind entrance, it's tip getting worn enough to get it, his precum lubing it.

 

[Talon]

Jack

Jack watched as The Boss began his rear entry, looking down to Fiona and grasping her chin with his hand and lifting it. "Fine, cover your tits. Its your mouth I'm most interested in." Her brought his dick to the entrance of her mouth yet again for what seemed like the hundredth time. "My dick is dry...open up and make it wet. And remember...not cooperating will make it even worse. I'll let you keep your breasts covered and I will keep my hands off of them if you willingly suck me. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll have to resume my previous...ahem...attentions."

 

[Belinda35]

Fiona Cole

Fiona was just wondering wht to do, when the boss forced himself into her. She had been afraid that he would force her the normal way, but she did not expect that her virgin anus would be ravished. She screamed out in agony, not caring about her breasts or mouth anymore. There was just that incredible pain, and she thought she would be torn apart.

 

[Talon]

Jack

Jack left her mouth free for the moment so they could savor the sound of her screams, instead refocusing his attentions on her breasts. He reached down and pushed her torn sweater back down to expose her bra, pushing both hands down the front of the cups of the undergarment and cupping her breasts in his large hands. His palms rubbed across her nipples as his fingers caressed her flesh.

Jack thrust his hips forward, brushing his cock against her cheek. He pulled back, repositioning himself to line up his erection with her mouth, intending to join The Boss in a dual effort to fill her with cock from both ends.

 

[Belinda35]

Fiona Cole

Fiona kept screaming while the boss worked his cock into her very tight hole and Jack squeezed her breasts. She was still screaming as Jack entered her mouth, choking her scream, turning it into a desperate squeaking.

 

[Cherubian]

Michaela

As Michaela noticed the movement behind her it was already too late. Her instincts had been honed to warn her of any sort of attack, but not so much about someone just trying to get the hell away from her. Instantly her head shot around, and all she could see was the other two thugs heading for the door, ignorant of their true intentions. Mr Broken Nose was already gone for good, and she cursed herself inwardly for her neglectfulness.

So working under the assumption that they were also trying to escape she charged after them, though neither Seth in his pain induced delirium nor the two focused to catch their spoilsport companion were able to appreciate the display of supernatural speed she presented, coming upon them way before they reached the door, just as they were in the business of tripping over each other. Immediately she made use of that opportunity and lunged, coming down crashing on them, each of her knees landing between the shoulder blades of one of them and pinning him to the floor, driving the air out of their lungs on impact. Each of her hands grabbed a bundle of hair, pulled it up synchronously, and with her head lowered between the two painfully pulled up faces she asked in a mock friendliness dripping with vitriol "Oh, are you tired of my company already? What a pity, we could have had such a nice time..." As if to emphasize this, her naked breasts pressed against the back of their heads, although they were currently in too uncomfortable a position to truly enjoy it.


Sarah Robertson

Sarah shrunk back from Seth at his sudden outburst and the way that his features were contorted by ire, and Stammered "But Seth ... what did I ...". She got that far before she could witness the object of her admiration getting violent on that wacky streaker, and the thud with which that guy impacted the sidewalk brought her back to her senses "Oh, yes, sure, I will be waiting for you ... err ... have a nice evening ...".

One of her hands waved feebly to accompany her nervous grin as she carefully backtracked her steps, her eyes still on that scene with a mix of fright and morbid fascination, her feet slowly but surely carrying her to the nearby elevator.

 

[Talon]

Seth

Seth felt bad about having yelled at Sarah, truly...but he couldn't bring himself to care much more than that right now. All kinds of fucked up images danced around in his head of what went down in that room, from sensual to violent, and Ole' Broken Nose here was the only thing around at the moment to take any of the frustration out on.

Seth leaned down and grabbed a fistful of the mans shirt, hauling him up. The man could barely stand, swaying and just managing to keep from falling over, but that didn't seem to matter to Seth. "Four of you...one of her...I'll ask one more time you fuck, what happened?" The man spit a fresh wad of blood at Seth in response. Seth's left fist lashed out, a wicked fast left hook that introduced Seth's knuckles to the man's right temple. The thug's knees buckled and he crumbled to the ground limply, twitching a few times as he regained consciousness from the temporary blackout.

Seth was about to pick him up for round two when he heard a crash from the room behind him. He pulled his pistol from its place of concealment in his jacket, sprinting towards the door. He pressed himself up against the wall just outside the door, listening. He heard a feminine voice that he could only assume was the bodyguard. Mentally prepping himself for whatever atrocities might be on display he turned the corner, pistol held in front as he moved through the doorway into the room.

 

[LordLuck]

The Boss

To Cole's ever further despair, Jack had understood exactly what Drake 'The Boss' planned. He started to go even further into her tight hole, feeling her tightness resisting, and after a few strong pushes, to yeld under the pressure of his considerable girth.

"Poor, poor Ms. Cole.", he grunted as he sent another inch of his thick member into her, watching as his skin disappeared at her backside, "Indeed, how have you been not taken from behind for so long it is unimaginable! Are your colleagues at the embassy such girls as not to make a move after your sweet ass?", he said, slapping at her hips for effect.

 

[Belinda35]

Fiona Cole

Fiona wanted to scream of pain, but the dick in her mouth let her only make desperate, gurgling squeaks. The remarks of the boss and his slap didn't help, too. As he kept intruding into her virgin backdoor, she felt like a roast on a spit, and she nearly expected that the two cocks would touch each other in the middele of her body soon. Where was her bodyguard? Did she inform the embassy? They would send help... unless her superiors would be on the list of the customers off the boss! She swirled her arms around, trying to hit anyone of them. Her eyes were closed in pain, so that her efforts where more pathetic.

 

[LordLuck]

The Boss

"You ain't be cooperatin' at all, eh, slut?"

Drake took upon Cole's debily waving arms, and pulled the both of them togheter with both his hands, making her back arch over the table as he penetrated her backside once more, going far and deep into her rectum. Slowly, in order not to damage her... too much, he started to pummel his way into her.

"Jack, be a sweetie and take her sweater. I want to see her breasts jiggling."

 

[Belinda35]

Fiona Cole

It wasn't to surprising that the boss caught her arms. As he pulled them back, the pressure of her anus got even more, and tears of pain begin to trickle down her faced, as he kept going. His dick seemed endless, and she could not believe that he was still going deeper. She felt like if he had done a mile in her body already. She stopped screaming and changed into painful desperate wailing, which was chocked by jacks dick.

 

[Cherubian]

Michaela was about to haul the two thugs she incorrectly treated as runaways to their feet, thinking about how to continue her tirade, when suddenly steps were approaching rapidly from the outside. Damn, that had been quick, she had not expected reinforcements that fast. And to make matters worse her gun was on top of the box on the other side of the room. Better not to waste any time then, and just like that she had shifted into full gear.

Her hands opened, two faces plopping unceremoniously back down, their noses impacting on the cold grey metal of the floor below them causing another growl of pain. By that time however, she was already at the crate, her hand closing around the comforting grip of that deluxe implement of harm, and a moment later her own back was pressed against the same wall the new arrival would come through, her weapon primed at the entry.

First a pistol professionally held by two hands dove into the room, immediately followed by an upper body. It was that guy from the lamp post! But what did he do here? He did not give the impression of belonging to the thugs, and his whole bearing suggested he was in another league entirely, already starting the sweeping movement to scan the room. Half a second longer and she would loose her advantage.

"STOP right there, so I do not have to blow your head off" came her sharp command from his right. Her own sights were focused on him, and she was fully alert. One quick move of his and she would have to shoot and better not miss, else he might be the one getting the good shot off. Right now she was no longer aware, nor did she care, that except for that gun she was wearing absolutely nothing. Better indecent than dead.