Partners
By
Semiater(semiater@yahoo.com)
Day 12
The tape was at the door before Robert could get the message to Rod
about the money. His heart was in his throat as he put in the tape, he should
have tried to contact Rod, but he'd forgot, he'd been taking care of Lisa and
he'd forgot about everything else. She was still too traumatized to take care
of herself and he'd held her in his arms all night long. She hadn't stopped
sobbing and blubbering about what they'd done to her.
Karen appeared on screen, her face was hopeless, Robert thought there
was a broken look in her eyes.
Rod stepped on screen and grabbed Karen's disheveled hair and tugged.
"Let's do something about this mess Buddy." From off camera somebody
handed Rod a clipper, he turned it on and it started buzzing loud, in only a few
passes Karen's long, beautiful, hair started falling to the floor and she was
quickly shaved bald.
"Ah, that's better." Karen looked inhuman, her eyes were dull and
lifeless, she had hardly even reacted to her hair being chopped off.
"I'm disappointed Buddy, it's not like I'm asking for that much more
cash from you, and after all it is deservedly mine, I built the business as much
as you did. Oh well, if you want to play me like that, I guess that's what
you've got to do, but I don't think you're going to like tonight's show Buddy,
the boys are tired of just fucking and they want some blood, and well, I
couldn't really tell them no, now could I?" Rod smacked Karen hard across the
face, again and again he struck her till the blood was dripping from her nose.
"God that felt good Buddy." Rod swung his fist and landed a shot into
Karen's belly. Robert could hear the hollow thud as the punch landed in her
gut, he could hear Karen gasping for breath. Her arms were pulled back over a
bar that was pressed up under her shoulders, almost like a crucifix, but her
arms weren't outspread, they were bent back over the bar and tied to her ankles
so her knees were off the ground. She was only elevated a couple feet but the
position looked painful.
Rod was grinning maniacally at the camera, his hands were still balled
into fists as Karen struggled to regain her breath behind him.
"God that feels good Buddy, there's nothing like sinking your hand into
soft flesh. God it's incredible, it's got me so turned on right now, hell, lets
do something about it." Robert saw one of his girls pushed from the shadows out
in front of the camera, her hands were tied, and at first he couldn't tell who
it was--Jamie or Susan--they both had similarly beautiful bodies. When the
camera moved in closer Robert saw that it was Jamie. Rod slammed his prick home
in her mouth before she could even get to her knees before him.
There was nothing mutual in the blow job, Rod grabbed for the back of
Jamie's head and forced her to deep throat him. Robert could hear his little
girl gagging as the cock slammed into the back of her throat, it was a brutal
scene. With two hands at the back of her head Rod forced Jamie's mouth up and
down over his cock. Robert could see Jamie's throat bulge as Rod's penis buried
in her gullet, the sound was horrible, Jamie was gagging and her face was red
from lack of air.
Rod arched his hips forward and spewed his load in Jamie's mouth, his
hands squeezed her head tight, forcing her to take his whole prick in her
throat. Rod bellowed out into the warehouse, his animal roar echoing in the
vast space.
The camera zoomed in, catching the cum seeping out of Jamie's lips
because she couldn't swallow it all. Then the camera showed Karen's face, blood
was dripping from her nose, her eyes were vacant and didn't seem to even
register that Rod was raping her little girl.
When Rod let go of Jamie's head she collapsed on the floor, coughing and
spitting up his cum. Rod just smiled at the camera while stroking his slimy
cock.
"God you raised some hot little sluts Buddy. I could fuck your girls
all night long." Rod slapped Karen's breast with an open hand. The pain of the
blow brought Karen too reality and she started to scream, wailing in abject
suffering. Robert could see the marks from where Rod had pierced Karen's
breasts with the skewers so Jamie would stay silent on the streets. Robert
looked in horror at the image of his wife; her hairless head, her scared lips,
her bruised and bloody tits, he couldn't believe that anybody was as evil as
Rod. What was worse was, Rod was a man he'd once considered his friend, at
least till he'd tried to have him killed.
"I'm going to let the boys have some fun with your wife tonight Buddy.
I think I'm going to pass the time fucking Melissa again, that is, if I can get
her away from the fellas. They still like fucking her a lot. I don't think
she's had anything to eat in days, except for sperm, but she's had plenty of
that, so her belly is probably full of gooey cum."
From off stage Robert heard movement, then he saw the backs of a couple
bikers move out in front of the camera. One of the bikers wheeled out a small
cart with him, Robert could see the copper clips of jumper cables dangling from
the edge of the cart, on top was a large car battery.
One of the bikers turned and smiled at the camera, he was toothless and
covered with tattoos, he had them on his forehead, and up and down his neck, his
arms were covered in colored in, his eyes were wide and glared at the screen.
Taking hold of the jumper cables he brought the two ends together and a blue
spark arched between.
Karen started screaming as the psychopath turned and closed the teeth on
her breasts, her body spasmed as the current ran through her chest. Bloody
trails ran down her skin as the sharp points of the jumper cable teeth tore into
her breasts. The strong springs of the clips buried the points deep in Karen's
flesh. The mad biker howled in approval as Karen's body jerked and bucked in
her bonds. Spittle shot from her mouth and flew at the camera, Robert thought
he'd be sick.
Karen's screams were shrill and inhuman. Robert didn't know how she'd
stayed conscious through the ordeal, when the biker finally pulled the jumper
cables from her breasts deep red gashes were left in her skin. Sweat poured off
Karen's body, dripping into the open wounds. Her skin shone in the bright
light.
The insane biker looked like he would blow, the veins in his neck looked
like they'd pop and his hands trembled with excitement. Robert could see the
biker's dick was hard in his pants but the man himself seemed not to notice, the
thrill of the torture was all that he needed.
Karen hadn't stopped screaming since the teeth had been closed on her
breasts. Blood trailed down over her chest and belly, her once perfect tits
looked like horrible surgical mistakes. The frame to which she was attached
creaked as she tried to break free, trying to get away from the crazy biker that
moved inexorably forward toward her. The man closed the brutally sharp teeth on
her labia. Karen's whole body convulsed with the shocks; her hips, her thighs,
every muscle in her body came to life at once.
Robert felt a sharp pain in his head and he thought he was dying. Drool
ran down Karen's cheek as the electricity surged through her body. Only when
her head went limp, and she passed out, did the sadistic biker unhook the jumper
cables from her pussy lips. The camera zoomed in to show the deep cuts the
sharp teeth had inflicted in her sensitive flesh.
One of the other bikers snapped an ammonia capsule beneath Karen's nose
to revive her. She came to blubbering, saliva ran down her chin and fell in a
gleaming line over her ravaged breasts. The cameraman moved up and down Karen's
tortured body. She looked like a horror show prop.
Before Robert could even get sick at the sight the bikers started
removing Karen from the frame. When she was free they carried her to a long
table and threw her down on the wood, with her back down on the surface. Using
steel wire the men spread her legs wide and tied her to the table, spreading her
thighs and exposing her tortured pussy. Karen was incoherent, the pain of the
jumper cables had done her in, but that hadn't seemed to quell the bloodlust of
the bikers. From the shadows one of the bikers came on camera holding an
aluminum baseball bat.
Karen's head lifted from the hard wood for an instant as the biker forced
the wide head of the bat into her pussy. Robert was numb as the silver aluminum
inched forward into his wife's cunt. The silver bat was soon streaked with red
as it pushed deeper and deeper into Karen's body.
The biker started screaming in joy as the bat hit as deep in Karen's body
as it would go. He started fucking her with the bat, slamming the end
repeatedly into her cervix. He was shrieking like a little kid at Christmas as
he rammed the bat deep into Karen's pussy.
The tape thankfully came to a stop before it could show more horrors.
Robert barely made it to the kitchen in time to vomit in the sink. His head
felt like it was going to explode and he collapsed on the floor, dry heaving,
unable to get the horrible images from his mind.
Day 13
Robert woke with a start when he heard the pounding at the front door.
His heart stopped in his chest when he saw the cops standing there.
"Hello, Mr. Miller."
"Yyyy-eess." Robert could barely stutter out a response.
"We're sorry to inform, but we've found your wife's body, and," he
hesitated, unable to get out the ghastly words, "I'm sorry to tell you, but
she's dead." Robert collapsed to his knees without the hint of drama, he
sincerely couldn't believe that it was true, in spite of what Rod had put him
through, in spite of what he'd seen on the tape.
It took a good five minutes before the cops could console Robert enough
to tell him the rest of their message.
"Sir, I'm very sorry about your wife, but we've also found your
daughters," the cop looked at his notepad, "your daughters Jamie and Melissa,
they are at the hospital, if you would get dressed we could take you there
immediately."
Robert was dressed and in the back seat of the cruiser within 5 minutes,
his mind was racing, he didn't know what was going to happen next...
-----
Weeks had passed since the cops had appeared at his door, everything
about Robert's formerly tame world had changed in the time since.
With a hard tug on the chains in his hands Robert pulled Carol's nipples
taut, the gold rings strained her dark buds. She moaned out load and drove
forward with her hips, slamming the whole length of the strap on dildo she wore
into Lisa's pussy. Robert groaned as Lisa's lips closed tight on his cock, his
hold on the chains tightened as he used them like reins, forcing Carol to fuck
Lisa harder and harder, driving the strap on dildo deep into her pussy.
Just as Robert was about to cum he let go of the reins, the signal for
Carol and Lisa to get into position. With tits pressed against one another
Robert stroked his cock and spewed on the girls' faces. The two girls licked
every drop of sperm from each other, then started kissing, their tongues
exploring deep into the other's mouth. Then they started cleaning Robert's limp
prick till it glistened with their saliva.
"Thank you master for letting us drink your cum." The two fell to their
hands and knees, breasts dangling, the sparkle of gold in their nipples gleaming
in the light.
-----
Month's passed, Robert had almost stopped thinking about Susan, Jamie,
and his wife. Lisa and Carol served his every need, he'd never cum so many
times in his life. His balls constantly ached, and his girl's were always at
the ready to suck him dry. He'd even started taking Viagra so he'd never have
problems getting it up. Carol and Lisa had done wonders for business, at first
he was wary of using them with his clients, but now, he loved seeing his girls
being used by other men, or women, and it had definitely helped the bottom line.
Robert didn't even pay any special attention to the box he got in the
mail, not until he opened it and found the video cassette inside did his body go
numb. It felt like all the blood drained from his arms, his face was flush and
he thought he'd be sick. When he looked at the return address of the package
all it said was "Costa Rica".
The familiar face of Rod appeared on screen, he was holding a huge
margarita glass in his hand.
"Hey Buddy, I guess I've earned this." Rod spread his hands in an
expansive gesture, the camera panned out and showed him on a beach, under a
large thatched umbrella. Robert saw Jamie kneeling at Rod's side, a huge black
leather collar was around her neck, shimmering gold rings flashed in the sun
from her nipples. "I suppose this is my reward for all my hard work at the
company. It sure was good doing business with you. I hope you're treating my
Carol well, I'm sure you've already figured out that she gives great head after
you whip her, especially her tits." Rod took off his sunglasses and looked into
the camera.
"I like how you passed her off as your little Jamie when they found her,
"Rod tapped the real Jamie on the head, "I guess that means my slave here
doesn't exist at all anymore." Rod finished the last of the margarita in his
glass, then filled it again from the pitcher on the table next to him. He ran
his hand through Jamie's hair, then tugged hard on her nipple ring, making her
yelp out loud.
"I like what you've done with your basement Buddy. Those cages and the
cells, it must have cost you a pretty penny, and all the whips and other
'toys'." Robert swallowed hard, he didn't know how Rod knew about what he'd done
in the basement, he hadn't told anybody.
"Carol was so cute balled up in the corner of her cage. I like how you
keep her chained. I was tempted to get in there and fuck her, but she's yours
now, you're all paid up and I didn't want to violate another person's property.
I did need to check up on you though, to see what you'd done to the place, I
wanted to make sure you weren't going to try and fuck with me anymore. I give
you credit, we're even now, you've got the company--speaking of which,
congratulations, I heard you got a major contract that puts the company on the
fast track-and I've had my fun, and a got a good little slave. Doing some
calculations I figure your business deal almost covers what you paid out to me,
hell of a job Buddy. Really, I didn't think you had it in you." Rod slid his
hand down over Jamie's back, she squealed and rocked forward as he thrust his
finger in her sex.
"You should thank me Buddy for taking care of Karen. I saw you took
Lisa as your bride after the requisite mourning period. Hell, you wouldn't have
even known she loved you if it wasn't for me. Oh well. I don't know how you
explained it to the cops, but you must have done one hell of a job. I suppose
they're out looking for some unknown kidnappers and rapists now. Oh, while
we're at it, take a look in that envelope I put in the package." Robert opened
the thick white envelope, inside there were $100 bills, Robert didn't count
them, but there looked to be at least $10,000 worth. "I took the liberty of
selling that little bitch Susan, that's your share of her earnings so far. I'll
get the money to you at regular intervals. There's quite a bit in there now,
but I'm sure it'll decrease with time, she won't be as popular a whore the more
she's fucked and used up. I included some footage at the end of the tape for
you, it was her first day on the job. You should have seen the lines they had
to use her. They just strapped her on her back, legs spread, and gave each guy
5 minutes with her. The guys were lined up around the corner Buddy. Man she
was a mess at the end of the night, her pussy was so swollen they had to ice it
down a few times so the boys could get their dicks in their." Rod took another
drink from the margarita. "I understand she's still pretty popular, after all,
she's a hot white chick and the boys like to take their frustrations out on her,
I hear they like to whip the hell out of her, till her tits are striped and
bleeding." Rod grabbed Jamie by the hair and pulled her head into his lap. She
wormed his prick out of his shorts without having to be told.
"Well Buddy, I've got to be off, I need to enjoy this beach life," Rod
let out a guttural roar as Jamie swallowed the length of his cock. "She's
getting me ready to fuck her again, I'd let you watch, but she doesn't much like
the camera anymore." Rod roared out in laughter. "She's still got a tight
little pussy though, I never would have guessed it, but man that little snatch
feels so great squeezing my prick when I fuck her." Rod's eyes rolled back in
his head as he gripped Jamie by the neck. He had a hard time getting out the
words as Jamie sucked his cock. "It sure was nice doing business with you
Buddy, even if it did take you a while to catch on. I'd apologize about your
wife, but I think you're enjoying Lisa even more. I am sorry that Melissa isn't
doing so well, I guess the trauma was just too much for her. If you ever want
to sell her, well, I've got a buyer, and I'm sure we could make her disappear
without a whole lot of questions." Rod waved at the camera and the screen went
blue. Robert felt the lump in his throat, then an image popped back on the
screen.
Robert saw a dirty looking hallway and lines of men waiting outside a
door. Rod walked into the closed room without even knocking, inside Robert saw
Susan lying on her back, her arms were pulled up over her head and her legs were
spread impossibly wide and tied to the corners of the mattress. A large piece
of wadded cloth filled her mouth, though she continued to scream desperately
into the gag in spite of it.
"Hello Suzy, how do you like you're new office?" Rod sat on the edge of
the bed and ran his hand over Susan's shaved pussy. "There's a whole line of
guy's waiting to use you so I'll keep it short. I just wanted you to have a
chance to say Hi to your daddy one last time." Rod twisted his finger deep in
Susan's cunt, making her squeal in pain. "Your daddy paid me off, but since you
were such a little bitch I thought I owed it to him to get you out of his hair,
and I decided to sell you and ship him your profits. So, from now on you're
going to fuck 20-30 guys a day for the rest of your life." Susan twisted her
head violently side to side as Robert reached for the cloth gag in her mouth and
tugged it free. Saliva trailed from the cotton to her lips as she screamed and
tried fruitlessly to pull free of the ropes that held her to the bed.
"Say goodbye to daddy Suzy, and get ready for some big old pricks in
that pussy of yours."
The camera cut off for an instant, then flashed to life again, this time
there was a man on Susan, his hips were slamming down into her snatch. The bed
was rocking, the springs creaked and sounded like they were going to snap as the
man fucked Susan hard.
Robert watched the tape till it finally shut off. At least 30 men had
fucked Susan while the tape was still running. When the screen finally went
blank Robert got up and turned off the TV and started downstairs. He wasn't
sure who to whip first, Lisa or Carol but he could feel his hands trembling with
anticipation. He didn't know how long he could wait before he fucked one of
them...
The End
Thanks for reading. Sorry it's taken me so long to finish off the story. I
always appreciate comments. Thanks...Semiater (semiater@yahoo.com)
