Teacher's Nightmare,-- Chapter 1 free porn video
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A Teacher is blackmailed into a world of depravity.
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Introduction
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November 4th, 2003.
Melanie Rogers internally struggled with herself. She sat on the blue vinyl chair sobbing. She could not believe the situation that she was in. Worst of all, she was now putting her friends through it too. She wanted to get up and help her friends, but she knew everyone would all be punished, if not killed, had she tried something.
Her close friend and college roommate, Rita, was screaming at the top of her lungs. Melanie felt so sorry that she dragged Rita into this. Rita Hyland was 21 years old. She was just starting her career as a manager for a retail clothing store in downtown Chicago on Michigan Avenue. The young woman shrieked in immense pain as the big black cock plowed into her virgin ass. Rita struggled and battled like a cornered animal. Her adrenaline gave her almost twice her normal strength. It took three large black men to control her.
The frightened young woman was on her knees and bent over. The man on her left held a wad of her hair with his left hand, restraining it. With his right hand, he bent her left arm behind her back. This caused her immense shoulder pain. The man on her right restrained her right arm, and with his other hand, pinned her right foot so she could not kick back.
A third black man was on his knees behind her. He pushed his cock as deep as he could into her asshole. He pressed both of his hands on her hips, locking her in place. She fought relentlessly to break free. The man behind her was forced to dig his nails deep into her hips, almost to the point of breaking skin. Her mouth was wide opened as she yelled on top of her lungs, hoping to get rescued. Her screams and the tightness of her virgin anus drove him into a frenzy.
These black men were giants compared to Rita. Rita Hyland was 5’6″ with a measurement of 35/35/35 and had extremely pale skin. Her lips were naturally bright pink, so she never had to wear lipstick. Her eyes were light grey with a tint of blue. Her small frame shook and quivered in pain. Her screams never ceased. Saliva flowed from her lips and tears poured down her cheeks. Her face shuddered left and right trying to alleviate the pain in her impaled anus.
Her body was being used and abused in ways she never dreamed. It hurt her even more every time he pulled the large cock out. Her body was swathed with sweat. She shuddered in agony and her toes curled in desperation. Though Rita was screaming nonstop, she could still taste the foul sperm she was made to swallow earlier. Her breasts were all red from the abuse the men placed upon them. The black men would call her all kinds of names. They smacked her all over, they told her what they would do to her in the future. The men loved her screams. Especially when she babbled incoherently or begged for mercy.
"Please, she has had enough." Melanie Rogers said.
The man next to Melanie slapped her. Melanie's hair flew wildly as she covered her face.
"Bitch, you don't talk, just watch." The black man threatened.
The man inside of Rita had to use all his will to keep from climaxing. The contractions inside Rita's anus squeezed his cock, causing immense pleasure. He pushed in and out as her anal ring kept a tight grip on his black cock.
"Stop! You are ripping my intestines." Rita pleaded.
The black men just laughed and slapped her multiple times. Rita could not do anything as the man continued to hammer her anus. She screeched in agony. Her anal ring stretched to its limit, bleeding slightly. Her guts felt like it was split on the inside. Inch by inch the black cock tore into her. She could feel the cock jerk and throb inside her intestines. As the cock retreated, she felt her insides being pulled with it.
"God!" Rita shrieked.
Melanie looked to her right and witnessed her other friend being dragged in. Diana was kicking and squealing as she was dragged in by four black men. Diana was on her back and each man held to one of her limbs. The four black men carried her to a dirty mattress on the cement floor. Melanie still in disbelief that her decision making led to this. She wanted to puke. She felt dizzy. She heard nothing but screams of terror and desperation in her ears. She wished she could travel back in time and do it all over.
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Takisha's Problem
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September 20, 2003
"Can you believe this fucking bitch gave me and F!" Takisha said.
"Easy girl, we trying to watch a game here." Lemont responded.
"I don't want to repeat the 12th grade again." Takisha said frustrated.
All the men laughed.
"Dam your sister dumb as shit!" Tyrone said.
The men laughed so hard they almost fell out of their chair.
"Fuck you nigger!" Takisha responded.
"How old are you? 20!? You still can't pass the 12th grade? This your 3rd try? Dam Chicago Public School sucks." Tyrone said.
"Who you call dumb, you dumb nigger." Takisha said.
"Hey. Give some respect, I got my GED." Tyrone responded.
The men roared in laughter.
"Common cuz, give my sis a break." Lemont said.
"No way am I repeating the 12th grade again. My uncle said he could get me a job at the post office, but I need a high school degree. No way am I staying in this ghetto ass neighborhood forever." Takisha said.
Takisha sat there with an angry demeanor as the men returned to watching the game. She had to find a way to get her teacher to change the test grade. Her brother Lemont turned and looked at her.
"You tried talking to your teacher? Maybe get a tutor or something?" Tyrone said.
"Our school don't even have heat, let alone tutors." Takisha said.
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Takisha Johnson looked at her brother, her cousin, and their friends. Three of the five men had been in and out of prison since the forever, all of them were in the same gang. Though she was not part of their gang, she had been a witness to most of their crimes. She even helped cover some of them up. Takisha was one of two siblings still living with her mom. Her father left the home years ago. Her mom worked at a hospital in downtown Chicago as a nurse. Mom worked long hours at the hospital to feed the family and never had the time to raise Takisha properly.
The family lived near 63rd and king street, one of the most dangerous neighborhoods in the Chicago south side. Most crimes went unsolved because the Chicago PD just was not motivated to resolve the case. When the Chicago PD was interested, they were hindered by the resident’s refusal to testify or give witness. Any resident that engaged with the police were usually silenced by the gangs. The Johnson family had lived in this brown rundown bungalow for more than 30 years.
Takisha's brother and cousin had risen in the ranks as the older gang members were either sent to prison or were killed. Tyrone, her cousin, was now the leader of the gang. The gang dominated the area between 64th street and King Drive. When he took over the gang, their business was just drug dealing, arms dealing to the other gangs, or organize shoplifting. Last year he was approached by an alderman of for a task. Kidnap his businessman’s daughter and teach the family a lesson. This task was the beginning for Tyrone and his crew in a new and very profitable ventures.
Even though Tyrone was a high school dropout, he was no dummy. Once out of prison, he immediately got his GED (General Educational Development). The gang was almost in ruins due to the loss of leadership to the prison system. Tyrone worked hard to rebuild the gang to its former glory. He spent time making allies with the underground powerbrokers of Chicago. He was able to make allies with various alderman's, and even with many police detectives and officers. He did not want to suffer the same fate as the previous gang leaders. He wanted to put people in place so that they can thwart any investigation against his gang. He allotted 25% of the gang’s profits as payout to the corrupted officials and cops. Those he could not corrupt, he either blackmailed or made them disappear.
This was all easy to do in the poor black neighborhoods, but not the white areas. Being a smart strategist, he just had his gang stay away from the white neighborhoods altogether. This strategy worked perfectly as the gang was able to run their criminal enterprise without any major problems. The gang avoided committing crimes, especially violent crimes in the white neighborhoods, it was bad for business.
It did not mean they did not have customers in the white communities. To the contrary. The rich white communities loved the gang’s services. They provided quality cocaine at fair price with one-to-two-hour notice. The gang had multiple streams of revenue, but cocaine was their biggest money makers. The commodity and stock traders would buy their cocaine in bulk, especially the floor traders. During the slow market sessions, they would make their sales and distribution inside the various trading exchange bathrooms. The traders did not care about cost, so the gang could easily make $10,000 to $20,000 a day, if not more. What Tyrone liked about the business model was that it was low risk, much safer than dealing on the street corner.
The gang also had a large clientele from law firms. Customers came in the form of lawyers and paralegals. Many lawyers snorted the cocaine in the courtroom bathrooms before going to trial. All the nearby colleges also provided a large customer base of rich white kids addicted to partying and cocaine. Neighborhoods that were the most profitable for the gang were North Shore, Evanston, Gold Coast, Lincoln Park, and Near River North. The gang's least profitable group were real estate agents, profit was nice, but nothing to brag about.
The gang’s second most profitable business was gun running. It would primarily consist of driving down to Indiana. Have straw buyers purchase the guns or ammunition. Those young men would then hand over the goods to the gang for either a fee or cocaine. They would do this at the gun stores, pawn shops, or at private gun shows. The gang would then sell these guns and ammunition to various gangs in Chicago.
Tyrone wanted other avenues of revenue for the gangs that provided better risk to reward ratios. By luck, Tyrone accidentally came across a new revenue stream, when the Chicago alderman offered the gang their first blackmailing job. Tyrone was hesitant at first, but after some research and watching some crime shows, he was confident his gang could pull it off. Since they were still learning the trade, they only wanted the best and brightest in the gang to participate.
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Takisha stared at Tyrone and signaled him to come over. Tyrone got up and got next to Takisha.
"I need to talk to you in private." Takisha said.
"Oh, come on, the game is getting good!" Tyrone said.
"You owe me, let's go now!" Takisha said.
The two of them went out the sliding door and into the balcony. The weather was cool, with a light breeze. Takisha closed the sliding door and the two started arguing. Two years earlier, Tyrone was charged for the alleged rape and murder of a girl on the south side of Chicago. The case was dropped due to lack of DNA evidence and Takisha providing witness that Tyrone was with her that night, far away from the scene of the murder. Takisha always believed that she was the reason Tyrone never got convicted. But the truth is one of the aldermen had the police chief contaminate some of the evidence and made it inconclusive.
"What do you want me to do?" Tyrone said.
"I want you to blackmail the teacher into passing me. I cannot do another year of this high school shit. I am turning 21 soon. My uncle is in the post office and can get me a good paying job there." Takisha said.
Takisha Johnson was desperate. She needed the high school diploma to get her dream job. The position her uncle promised her paid 70,000 a year, which was beyond her wildest dreams.
"You try talking to your teacher? She not losing anything by giving you an A or some shit." Tyrone said.
"I have, but the bitch won't listen. She keeps talking about honesty and some dumb hard work shit." Takisha said.
The two stood there argued back and forth for a short while.
"Are you sure you want me to do this." Tyrone said.
"Yes, and hurry!" Takisha said.
Tyrone stood there silently. Thoughts went through his head.
"Okay I'll do it. Give me the week or two to plan things out. The brothers and I will convince this teacher to pass you. But we are even after this." Tyrone said.
Tyrone in Takisha went back in and continue to watch the game with the rest of the men.
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Tyrone In Charge
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September 26, 2003
Tyrone was not going to risk jail or destroy the gang for Takisha. But maybe he could kill two birds with one stone. He spent a week thinking things over and designing multiple plans. He went over the details many times, at various angles, making sure there were no flaws. Tyrone made a few phone calls to his contacts while devising his strategy.
A week later, Tyrone went and got his gang together. They met in one of the member’s house. Most of the gang members that gathered were young bloods. The older ones were already in jail or dead. He also favored new members over the old ones anyway because they were more eager to prove themselves. Which was perfect type for the job. The gang's reputation in Chicago was that of drug dealing and gun running. Blackmailing was not something that they were known for, but it was about to change. The young men were all piled up in the living room. Tyrone pulled the TV stand closer to where the members were sitting.
"Listen up, I want you guys to watch this video. Then I will explain what our job is." Tyrone said.
The gang looked bored and restless. Tyrone inserted a blank silver disk into the DVD-Player. He then pressed the play button and sat down on the sofa. The other seven men watched. Every man in the room had a criminal record. From shoplifting to drug possession, to assault, to larceny. The black men were heavily tattooed and had various scars from fighting. The men ranged from lean to muscular, from 5'9" to 6'6".
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The TV screen flickered. A loud female scream came from the television speakers, then choking sounds.
Blood started to flow to the men's penises. The female screams caused excitement to stir throughout their bodies. Tyrone looked at the men and knew they were getting all worked up. He knew that he had chosen the right group. The video now showed a young white girl fighting for her life. She was surrounded by a gang of black men. The girl was a mess. It looked like she had been used for a while. Her mascara was running down her face from all the crying. She was fully naked. It appeared that the video took place in an abandoned warehouse.
The white girl appeared to be in her early twenties. She was not restrained in any way because she had already been broken. One of the black men walked up to her grabbed her by her hair. He placed the head of his cock in her mouth and with one hard shove he pushed it all the way down her throat. He dragged her head back and forth. The men that were watching the television could not control it, their cocks hardened.
When the man pulled out, he did so at a slow pace. When he pushed in, it was at a rapid pace. He fucked her mouth and throat. It took a lot of self-control for the men had to not reach into their pants and stroke themselves. The man in the video with one push, made it so deep that his balls rested on her chin.
Later, the girl would be laying on top of a man with his penis inside her vagina. There was also a man behind her with a cock in her anus. Her screams were joined by the wet smacking sound of flesh on flesh. Her body drenched with sweat. The poor girl shrieked as the cock forced its way into her battered vagina, pressing against the cock that was inside her torn anus. She hammered her fists against the cement floor an attempt to alleviate the pain from the double penetration.
Her head whipped back and forth. Agonizing pain exploded across her slender white body. Loud animal grunts flowed from the men. The little white girl cried as the black men ravaged her. Tyrone walked to the television and press the pause key on the DVD-Player.
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"What do you guys think of this video?" Tyrone asked.
"Nigger, you brought us over here just to watch porn. We could have done that at our crib." Stefon said.
"I don't know what you trying nigga, but I'm too shy to jack off in front of other people." Devin said.
"You fags are some sick mother fuckers." Micah said.
"Oh, like you don't jack off! Shut the fuck up bitch." Quinton said.
"Listen up, stop playing around." Tyrone said.
Tyrone waited a short while, letting the men laugh and joke at each other.
"These type of video makes a lot of money." Tyrone said.
"Damn bro, did you make this video? We in the porn business now?" Micah said.
"Me and the old crew. You guys are young, so you probably do not recognize some of these guys. But I want you guys to see this video to understand what you are getting into. This is not a job for the faint of heart." Tyrone said.
"Who buys this shit? Can't they just buy porn at an adult bookstore?" Quinton asked.
"No, this is not just porn, this is the real shit. These women aren’t faking it." Tyrone said.
"What you mean this is real?" Micah said.
The men sat there in silence and disbelief. Devin had an extremely uncomfortable look on his face.
"I'm not a pussy or nothing. But should we really be engaging in this kind of stuff. I mean cops do not mess with us because we are just selling drugs in our neighborhoods. But if we take the white man's woman, the police will bring the hammer down on us." Said Devin.
“It is mostly the progressive white men that buy this shit, they have white guilt and shit. They pay big money for these videos.” Tyrone said.
"Dam dog. That is some fucked up shit." Devin said.
“They feel guilty about what they had done to us black folk, slavery and all, so they watch us taking their women as some sort of therapy. White liberals are mentally ill.” Tyron said.
I think Malcom X said some shit about that, don't remember the exact quote." Quinton said.
“It is not just the white liberals. Some of the Chicago alderman’s, and even the mayor is into this shit. Through the politicians, we even have some buyers from the Middle East and South America. They love seeing white women get abused. Their way of getting back at the white men.” Tyron said.
“How much do we make on these videos?” Devin asked.
“That is none of your business. But each of you will be paid $750,000 for this job.” Tyrone said.
“Fuck we going to be rich!" Quinton shouted.
“Damn white people are paying us that much take their women.” Devin said.
“That is fucked up. White people take us as slaves and then they rape their own. White people are crazy.” Quinton laughed.
“Malcom was right all along.” Devin said.
What Tyrone failed to mention was that the gang leaders were going to make a whole lot more. Tyrone himself estimated he would make close to 10 million dollars on this business venture.
“What happened to the girl?” Micah asked.
“I do not really know. One of the aldermen took her into his house as a play toy and we have not heard anything about it since. But that is not our problem. I brought you guys here because we are going to do another video.” Tyrone said.
The thought of having 750k at the age of 19 made Devin smile. None of the men in this poor neighborhood could even imagine making 100k, let alone 750, it seemed like heaven to them.
“This is better than sitting on the corner.” Devin said.
“Hey brother, who was the girl in the video.” Quinton asked.
“She was the daughter of one of the local businessmen. He would not pay the extra fees for the alcohol license to the alderman for his liquor store. He even threatened to take the alderman to court. Here is another scene of with her at her dad's mansion.” Tyrone said.
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Tyrone leaned in and pressed the silver play button. The mansion’s bathroom was exceptionally large. It was 800 square feet with a 69" x 28" Victorian bathtub in the middle. A black man pulled the girl to where the tub was. He then forced her to her knees. The girl struggled and tried to resist but the black men overpowered her. Two men restrained her arms. Another one got behind her pushed his cock into her vagina. He started to piston in and out as the girl screamed in terror.
The white girl felt a hot breath on her neck, her skin slithered with repulson. The violator continued to push and pull. Her body shook as he pounded her waist against the top of the tub. She wept in pain as her clit was crushed against porcelain bathtub. She wailed her daddy's name and mother's name hoping they would rescue her.
The black men were yelling at her. They called her all kinds of names. They called her Cracker Bitch. White Cunt. Cracker Whore. Tramp. They slapped her on her face. They slapped the back of her head. Play slapped her breast. She jerked and squirmed, trying to break free from the black men. The young gang members were watching with fascination. It took all their willpower not to pull out their cocks and stroke themselves.
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Tyrone let the men have a quick break and then showed them another scene.
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This scene took place in a different part of the house, looks like the living room. The video showed the young woman surrounded by a different group of large black men, all heavily tattooed. The one standing behind her was the largest. He placed his hands on her hips, and with one savage thrust, he buried his 12-inch black cock in her tiny asshole.
The poor girl wailed; she swung her fists trying to fight back. She felt humiliated. The large black man jerked her body against him. He impaled her and smacked her buttocks. She shrieked in distress. The more she screamed the harder he got. Her mind was in a dazed. The black men look at her and thought she was nothing but a worthless whore.
Her hair flew wildly, and her head wobbled side to side. Her mouth gaped open, and squeals poured out of it. The large black man continued his assault on her bleeding anus as the other men cheered him on. Her eyes were shut tight as she grimaced in extreme pain. The black cock felt like a knife tearing at the walls of her intestines. She was convinced her bowels were being ripped apart.
The other black men circled around her. They had their cocks out and were stroking it patiently waiting their turn. They looked at her with disdain and hatred. In their minds, she was getting what she deserved. What all white women deserved. Her breast sawed back and forth as her body was rocked. The black men cheered each other on. Shouting that every white bitch just wants a black cock. To black men, all white women were whores, and these men were to show them such. The young woman could not stop crying and screaming. When the violent battering would slow down, she would whimper loudly. The black men rotated among themselves, taking turns reaming out her damaged anus. She was in so much pain she urinated on herself multiple times.
The 6'6” black man that was thrashing her anus was in overdrive. His balls ached so much it hurt. He knew he was about to cum. But he wanted to make her pregnant, so that she would always remember him. He pounded her for another minute. The giant black man pulled his cock slowly out of her anus. She howled, her fists tightened, and she swung back at the man. He was not bothered by the punches of her small fists. He left just the head of his cock inside of her. Her asshole stretched tightly around it. He pushed forward violently. She screamed and flailed. Never has she felt such pain. She shrieked again and again. Brutally, her head shook left and right.
The other black men cheered him on, getting even more excited by the scene in front of them. Her body was covered with sweat. Her eyes fluttered as she trembled. He completely withdrew from her anus and pushed his cock directly into her vagina. She begged and pleaded as he fucked her pussy. He pushed and pulled at a frantic pace. He could not take it anymore, he immediately pumped large quantities of cum into her womb. He hoped to get her pregnant. He kept stroking her with his cock as he climaxed. She kept pleading for mercy. He pulled out, got up and walked away. The rest of the men lunged at her like a pack of wild dogs.
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Tyrone could see bulges in all the gang’s pants. He knew they were ready to go. Tyrone proceeded to spend the next hour explaining to the men their roles and the plan. The men sat and listened carefully. They would also joke and laugh at some parts of the plan. The men were so excited that they even had ideas of their own. And Tyrone love some of those ideas. The men discussed which abandoned warehouses they were going to use. What video camcorder equipment they needed. The men also discussed methods to cover up their tracks to avoid police detection and investigation.
Tyrone and Lemont spent the next week going over the plan and fine tuning the details. They got together with the Takisha and got the details of her teacher. Once they got the teachers information, the gang spent four days surveilling her. They would follow her around for a week to see what her schedule was. They wanted to know how often she hung with her friends and who her friends were. They wanted to know where she went out to eat and where she went to shop.
Takisha was instructed to be genuinely nice to her teacher. Takisha played her role perfectly. She would enter the classroom with a big smile. Bringing gifts to her teacher. During class she would act really interested and always raised her hands to try to answer questions. Though the kids always laughed at her because she always got the wrong answer. After class she would make small talk with her teacher and find out details of her teachers’ life. She found out who Melanie's siblings were, who her parents were, who her friends were, and how often she contacted them.
Melanie could not believe the turnaround that she saw in Takisha. Melanie figured she must be doing something right. A week ago, this girl was just always sleeping in class or disturbing the class. Now this student was really trying to pass the class. Melanie felt so proud. The main reason she took this job was because she wanted to help poor inner-city black students. Now she feels that she is making a difference.
She would email her mom and sisters on the change of some of her students. Melanie has taken a real liking to Takisha. She has decided that she would do whatever it took to help this girl pass high school and possibly even go to college. Now, her life has meaning. Melanie is making a difference in the life of students that are forgotten by Society.
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To Be continued…
Excerpt from chapter 2:
The head pulled out of Melanie's throat and then quickly pushed back in. Her arms flailed against his thighs and abdomen. The gang were amazed at the brutality of the face fuck. Tears and mucus were flowing down her cheeks and chin. Her mouth was filled with a thick black cock, stretch to its limits. Her cheeks puffed out as he speared her mouth in different angles. Quinton pulled on her hair even harder as he got more excited.
Saliva flowed from the corners of her stretch mouth. Melanie flicked and pressed her tongue trying to force the invader out. She cried and screamed at what was happening to her. The black cock blocked of all oxygen to her lungs. She was completely choked. Her nostrils flared. Melanie tried yanking her head away. Quinton would not allow it. His hand pressed hard on her head and forced her to keep the cock lodged in her esophagus. -->
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