MY HUSBANDS WHORES REVENGE
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She awoke cold and alone her head throbbing, her eyes ached to open and as her head cleared she began to become aware of her surroundings. She knew she was naked on a cold flat surface and he hands and feet were numb, since she couldn’t move she thought probably tied too. Her breasts were pressed flat from her own weight and she tried to turn her head but what ever they had done to her, she was still too groggy to focus. The room echoed like a metal garage and dim lights provided more shadows than light. The last thing she remembered was trying to get in her car, when was that? she thought, then a noise behind her and a painful crash on her head. She coughed trying hard to breathe but she was bent over a table, yes it was a table she was on her feet on the floor her face on the surface and her hands and legs spread out. Not good at all. She quickly gathered her thoughts and concentrated, she didn’t hear any noises except the humming of the fluorescent bulbs and what might have been a space heater humming in the corner of the room. She coughed again, intentionally trying maybe to get attention and some answers.
She heard the sliding of a metal chair on concrete and the tread of footsteps. Male, she thought heavy by the sound of it. The footsteps approached from behind her, 10-11 -12 steps, she counted. A form moved into her view, her left eye found it hard to focus, probably swollen, since the pain now started to move into her attention.
“Hello Bitch”
She still couldn’t see him so she tried to move her head, but it hurt too much so she rested instead. She could smell cologne, nothing expensive, she noted.
“I will forgo formalities.” He paced now into view, “if you provide the account number and passwords we will kill you quickly and relatively painlessly. If not” his voice trailed off. She knew as long as she kept quiet they couldn’t kill her 3.5 million dollars isn’t a sum to simply be lost for these hoods. He grabbed her by her long blond hair and yanked her head so she could see him. Pain shot through her neck reviving her putting her on defense, she sneered and spit. Fuck you!
The man slammed her head down on the table. She winced, it hurt, but pain made her alive, she didn’t care.
Fuck me? Fuck me bitch? Maybe you didn’t notice your ass and pussy have been keeping me happy all night!”
“No’ she said calmly, “I didn’t notice.” She heard a growl and a hand smashed down the center of her back almost knocking the wind out of her. She coughed hard and inhaled sharply. She heard him stomp off back behind her. “Well he’s no pro just a thug. If I can piss him off I can stay in control. She tried to wiggle her fingers testing the ties on the table legs. One thing is for sure. He knows how to tie a knot. Circulation was at least returning to her fingers and the pins and needle pain seemed to go on forever.
The sound of a car pulling up from outside the building then an overhead garage door vibrated the table, a cool breeze rushed across her, goose pimples raised over her bare body, daylight streamed over her.
Two doors slammed shut and the garage door closed again. The daylight disappeared and the dimness returned.
“The slut saying anything yet?” A different voice from her host, meaner, accented like a gutter dweller but in a fancy suit and car.
“No nothing she just woke up” said her host.
“Jeez Sid look at that ass, you been fucking that haven’t you?” She knew that voice now it was Nicky. Nicky was the crime boss that she screwed the money out of, well not literally screwed she didn’t even charge that much for her company but it was from his organization. Nicky was in the cocaine business, he was a dealer that supplied most of the city, when he found out that a payment shipment had been heisted by a hooker and a few friends he sent his soldiers everywhere. Now two hookers were dead and he had one, the leader, he hoped strapped across the table. A heavy smack landed on her ass getting her attention, it at least warmed that part of her body.
“Nice ass slut. Too bad no one but my boys is going to be seeing it anymore.” Nicky knelt down to look in her eyes. She tried to glare at him but the left one hurt too much.
“I get extra to be tied down and if you want we can talk about a group rate.” Nicky smiled, but sat right in front of her, his smile slowly disappeared, its then she saw her death. “I know you were only trying to grab the cash and split. Maybe you wanted to take your friends and make a better life, off the streets, maybe take your k**s, mother, I don’t know. But you made me look like a fool to my friends. They’re thinking if I can get jacked by some stupid sluts then how can I keep a business? Ain’t that right fellas, I can’t be made to look like a fool and not do anything about it.” A click noise in his hand startled her. He raised a shining metal blade. Cold and long and tapered he traced the tip of the blade over her face. “Help yourself guys, business is open” Gruff laughter from three voices behind her made her heart sink.
She felt the first one move behind her his cock already stiff, she was dry and her pussy tugged preventing him entry. She heard him spit then a large calloused hand smacked her bare pussy. Fat fingers spread the spit and dug into her trying to spread her lips open. “Let me in bitch” he growled and she felt herself lube and moisten. In the past she had been treated rougher, her body, used to this treatment, responded. The fat fumbling fingers were replaced by a solid thick cock. With her legs spread she had no way to shift to adjust, she groaned as he thrust his cock into her. He pumped her and smacked her ass repeatedly, grunting and fucking mumbling obscenities under his breath.
After what seemed like an eternity he stopped suddenly and walked to the side of the table, his cock covered in her juices red and angry from the furious fucking. She lay eye level with it as he began to jack off. As he beat his cock towards her face she felt herself being entered again this time it was a much longer cock and strong hands gripped her hips as she felt him slam into her shaking the table with every thrust. The fat fingered thug was beating off and laughing as he came spewing his cum all over her face and hair. Hot trails of his jiz dripped down her face and onto the table. He grabbed a handful of her hair and smeared it matting her blond hair with his cum. She heard them all laughing as she was getting banged from behind when the long dick thug pulled out and without missing a stroke drove his cock into her ass. She let out a yelp which she quickly regretted and bit her lip. The room roared with laughter as she felt him drive deeper into her. She controlled her breathing and forced herself to relax. She was getting ****d but she was still alive. She had had rough sex with clients before but she had no control now so she summed up her courage. “I’m going to deduct this from the money I stole. I don’t fuck for free assholes.” The long dick stopped mid stroke.
“What the fuck! Fucking bitch! Fucking whore cunt! Think you’re funny” Blows started raining down on her as she now regretted her bravado. Then there was a scuffle behind her and she felt something cold and metal get jammed deep into her abused cunt. No mistaking it, it was the barrel of a gun. “Here bitch laugh now, fuck my gun, said Sid, “I’ll blow your pussy out your dick sucking mouth. Wanna make jokes, what do you think of that?”
“Finally found a dick big enough.”
She heard the hammer cock back. CUT IT OUT! We need the bitch alive to tell us where she hid the money. Sid was now in her face waving the .357 at her, he shoved it in her mouth. Her juices mixed with the taste of the gun barrel were forced into her mouth, he fucked her face with the gun growling and cursing her. “I SAID CUT IT OUT ASSHOLE” Nicky came from nowhere and punched Sid across the jaw knocking him to the floor. Sid instinctively raised his pistol at Nicky then relaxed and the pistol pointed towards the floor. “Oh good got them fighting amongst themselves” she thought “I have to use this.”
“That fat fuck Sid promised me he’d let me go if I gave him the money and sucked his cock”, she said, her voice muffled as her tongue was swollen from the gun barrel.
Nicky looked at Sid’s snarling face. “Lying cunt” he pointed the .357 at her head when there was a loud explosion and Sid’s head burst open at the back. He crumpled to the floor in a heap. Nicky stood there a 9mm pistol in his outstretched arm. “I said leave the bitch alone.”
The room still echoed from the shot but it was deathly quiet. Sid laid dead his eyes rolled back and bulging. “I’ve had enough of this shit.” Nicky snarled. “You’ll answer me now or end up like him.”
She gulped, gasped for air in panic. She peed in terror. Nicky laughed as pissed streamed down her leg and puddled on the floor. “You’re not even worth fucking now” timid laughter from the other goons broke the eerie silence.
In the distance a vehicle approached its engine revving full throttle Nicky and his thugs looked now at the garage door as it suddenly with an explosion flew off its track flying into the garage. A large SUV smashed its way in through the door colliding with the parked car. The car jumped and struck the goon with the fat fingers pinning him to the wall he cried out as the SUV continued to push the car crushing him. A young man popped out from the sun roof of the SUV an M-4 carbine in his hands he fired quickly hitting the long dicked mobster three times spraying blood and bits of flesh knocking him like a rag doll into a stack of boxes.
Nicky raised his 9mm but before he could level his gun two shots from the SUV caught him in his thigh and fat stomach. Nicky hurled back crashing against the wall his gun sliding across the floor.
Hurried sounds of a door slamming and running feet reached her side. “Damn are you alright? Are you OK? Talk to me.” She felt her bonds being cut and the instant the pressure was released she collapsed in the arms of her rescuer. She cried but only for a second. As the feeling returned to her feet and hands she stood up. Her body still naked was bruised and beaten, her hair matted in cum and blood. She staggered almost falling then caught herself on the table. Finally her eyes focused on Nicky. He was white a sheet. blood seeped through his fingers. He was breathing fast, panting wincing in pain. She reached down and picked up Sid’s revolver. Slowly she walked over to Nicky. “Bitch”, he groaned, “fucking bitch!” She raised the gun. “Where’s the money?” she asked her rescuer. “In the SUV” he answered still amazed she was alive.
Nicky coughed blood the spasms made him cry out.
“FUCKING WHORE!”
She raised the pistol to his face. Pulling the hammer back the cylinder turned.
“FUCK YOU!”
The hammer fell.
She heard the sliding of a metal chair on concrete and the tread of footsteps. Male, she thought heavy by the sound of it. The footsteps approached from behind her, 10-11 -12 steps, she counted. A form moved into her view, her left eye found it hard to focus, probably swollen, since the pain now started to move into her attention.
“Hello Bitch”
She still couldn’t see him so she tried to move her head, but it hurt too much so she rested instead. She could smell cologne, nothing expensive, she noted.
“I will forgo formalities.” He paced now into view, “if you provide the account number and passwords we will kill you quickly and relatively painlessly. If not” his voice trailed off. She knew as long as she kept quiet they couldn’t kill her 3.5 million dollars isn’t a sum to simply be lost for these hoods. He grabbed her by her long blond hair and yanked her head so she could see him. Pain shot through her neck reviving her putting her on defense, she sneered and spit. Fuck you!
The man slammed her head down on the table. She winced, it hurt, but pain made her alive, she didn’t care.
Fuck me? Fuck me bitch? Maybe you didn’t notice your ass and pussy have been keeping me happy all night!”
“No’ she said calmly, “I didn’t notice.” She heard a growl and a hand smashed down the center of her back almost knocking the wind out of her. She coughed hard and inhaled sharply. She heard him stomp off back behind her. “Well he’s no pro just a thug. If I can piss him off I can stay in control. She tried to wiggle her fingers testing the ties on the table legs. One thing is for sure. He knows how to tie a knot. Circulation was at least returning to her fingers and the pins and needle pain seemed to go on forever.
The sound of a car pulling up from outside the building then an overhead garage door vibrated the table, a cool breeze rushed across her, goose pimples raised over her bare body, daylight streamed over her.
Two doors slammed shut and the garage door closed again. The daylight disappeared and the dimness returned.
“The slut saying anything yet?” A different voice from her host, meaner, accented like a gutter dweller but in a fancy suit and car.
“No nothing she just woke up” said her host.
“Jeez Sid look at that ass, you been fucking that haven’t you?” She knew that voice now it was Nicky. Nicky was the crime boss that she screwed the money out of, well not literally screwed she didn’t even charge that much for her company but it was from his organization. Nicky was in the cocaine business, he was a dealer that supplied most of the city, when he found out that a payment shipment had been heisted by a hooker and a few friends he sent his soldiers everywhere. Now two hookers were dead and he had one, the leader, he hoped strapped across the table. A heavy smack landed on her ass getting her attention, it at least warmed that part of her body.
“Nice ass slut. Too bad no one but my boys is going to be seeing it anymore.” Nicky knelt down to look in her eyes. She tried to glare at him but the left one hurt too much.
“I get extra to be tied down and if you want we can talk about a group rate.” Nicky smiled, but sat right in front of her, his smile slowly disappeared, its then she saw her death. “I know you were only trying to grab the cash and split. Maybe you wanted to take your friends and make a better life, off the streets, maybe take your k**s, mother, I don’t know. But you made me look like a fool to my friends. They’re thinking if I can get jacked by some stupid sluts then how can I keep a business? Ain’t that right fellas, I can’t be made to look like a fool and not do anything about it.” A click noise in his hand startled her. He raised a shining metal blade. Cold and long and tapered he traced the tip of the blade over her face. “Help yourself guys, business is open” Gruff laughter from three voices behind her made her heart sink.
She felt the first one move behind her his cock already stiff, she was dry and her pussy tugged preventing him entry. She heard him spit then a large calloused hand smacked her bare pussy. Fat fingers spread the spit and dug into her trying to spread her lips open. “Let me in bitch” he growled and she felt herself lube and moisten. In the past she had been treated rougher, her body, used to this treatment, responded. The fat fumbling fingers were replaced by a solid thick cock. With her legs spread she had no way to shift to adjust, she groaned as he thrust his cock into her. He pumped her and smacked her ass repeatedly, grunting and fucking mumbling obscenities under his breath.
After what seemed like an eternity he stopped suddenly and walked to the side of the table, his cock covered in her juices red and angry from the furious fucking. She lay eye level with it as he began to jack off. As he beat his cock towards her face she felt herself being entered again this time it was a much longer cock and strong hands gripped her hips as she felt him slam into her shaking the table with every thrust. The fat fingered thug was beating off and laughing as he came spewing his cum all over her face and hair. Hot trails of his jiz dripped down her face and onto the table. He grabbed a handful of her hair and smeared it matting her blond hair with his cum. She heard them all laughing as she was getting banged from behind when the long dick thug pulled out and without missing a stroke drove his cock into her ass. She let out a yelp which she quickly regretted and bit her lip. The room roared with laughter as she felt him drive deeper into her. She controlled her breathing and forced herself to relax. She was getting ****d but she was still alive. She had had rough sex with clients before but she had no control now so she summed up her courage. “I’m going to deduct this from the money I stole. I don’t fuck for free assholes.” The long dick stopped mid stroke.
“What the fuck! Fucking bitch! Fucking whore cunt! Think you’re funny” Blows started raining down on her as she now regretted her bravado. Then there was a scuffle behind her and she felt something cold and metal get jammed deep into her abused cunt. No mistaking it, it was the barrel of a gun. “Here bitch laugh now, fuck my gun, said Sid, “I’ll blow your pussy out your dick sucking mouth. Wanna make jokes, what do you think of that?”
“Finally found a dick big enough.”
She heard the hammer cock back. CUT IT OUT! We need the bitch alive to tell us where she hid the money. Sid was now in her face waving the .357 at her, he shoved it in her mouth. Her juices mixed with the taste of the gun barrel were forced into her mouth, he fucked her face with the gun growling and cursing her. “I SAID CUT IT OUT ASSHOLE” Nicky came from nowhere and punched Sid across the jaw knocking him to the floor. Sid instinctively raised his pistol at Nicky then relaxed and the pistol pointed towards the floor. “Oh good got them fighting amongst themselves” she thought “I have to use this.”
“That fat fuck Sid promised me he’d let me go if I gave him the money and sucked his cock”, she said, her voice muffled as her tongue was swollen from the gun barrel.
Nicky looked at Sid’s snarling face. “Lying cunt” he pointed the .357 at her head when there was a loud explosion and Sid’s head burst open at the back. He crumpled to the floor in a heap. Nicky stood there a 9mm pistol in his outstretched arm. “I said leave the bitch alone.”
The room still echoed from the shot but it was deathly quiet. Sid laid dead his eyes rolled back and bulging. “I’ve had enough of this shit.” Nicky snarled. “You’ll answer me now or end up like him.”
She gulped, gasped for air in panic. She peed in terror. Nicky laughed as pissed streamed down her leg and puddled on the floor. “You’re not even worth fucking now” timid laughter from the other goons broke the eerie silence.
In the distance a vehicle approached its engine revving full throttle Nicky and his thugs looked now at the garage door as it suddenly with an explosion flew off its track flying into the garage. A large SUV smashed its way in through the door colliding with the parked car. The car jumped and struck the goon with the fat fingers pinning him to the wall he cried out as the SUV continued to push the car crushing him. A young man popped out from the sun roof of the SUV an M-4 carbine in his hands he fired quickly hitting the long dicked mobster three times spraying blood and bits of flesh knocking him like a rag doll into a stack of boxes.
Nicky raised his 9mm but before he could level his gun two shots from the SUV caught him in his thigh and fat stomach. Nicky hurled back crashing against the wall his gun sliding across the floor.
Hurried sounds of a door slamming and running feet reached her side. “Damn are you alright? Are you OK? Talk to me.” She felt her bonds being cut and the instant the pressure was released she collapsed in the arms of her rescuer. She cried but only for a second. As the feeling returned to her feet and hands she stood up. Her body still naked was bruised and beaten, her hair matted in cum and blood. She staggered almost falling then caught herself on the table. Finally her eyes focused on Nicky. He was white a sheet. blood seeped through his fingers. He was breathing fast, panting wincing in pain. She reached down and picked up Sid’s revolver. Slowly she walked over to Nicky. “Bitch”, he groaned, “fucking bitch!” She raised the gun. “Where’s the money?” she asked her rescuer. “In the SUV” he answered still amazed she was alive.
Nicky coughed blood the spasms made him cry out.
“FUCKING WHORE!”
She raised the pistol to his face. Pulling the hammer back the cylinder turned.
“FUCK YOU!”
The hammer fell.
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