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Long clock time no see.

This is a fabricated blackmail and rape chronicle, so if it offends you in any way, stop reading. You were warned. Do n't go bitching at the scuttlebutt later on.

This is a benighted fantasy story. I do n't condone or partake in any of the actions portraited here.

This is for people like me, guys and miss, who likes this kind of harsh clobber with a good story.

*Like my old stories, if I have support enough to pursue this up with to a greater extent chapters, I 'll include more utmost material, and probably some vanilla to keep you guys occupy in the theatrical role. *

For those of you out there, enjoy.

***THIS STORY CONTAINS FICTIONAL Brassica napus, BLACKMAIL, AND VIOLENCE. READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION***

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The Boss

"Sir, she is here,"Brandon, my security guard came to the livelihood room to tell me.

"Good,"I said, putting down my cigar."Tell Edgar to expect in the car. Be certain he put her phone inside the jamming box as I instructed, and celebrate it that way until he brings her vertebral column. No interruption and nonentity inside the menage until I say so, understood ?"

"Of line, Sir. I'll bring her in,"he says and leaves at once. He had a smirk on his face, I had as well. Brandon was as trustworthy as they came, and everytime I was up to something he was the only one I could really depend on. One, because I paid him well enough, two, because sometimes I'd let him have some fun himself. I was overnice like that to those who deserved it.

Alissa walked in, as stunning as I could recollect from all the party I threw for the faculty of my company. Tall, slender, sleek black hair down to her waist, and pelt as white and undefective as the most expensive porcelain. The girl got through the door and I could bask in how afraid, how awkward she felt. I loved that. She walked in and, by the time she got near the enormous leather lounge I had at the living elbow room, I could already hear Brandon leaving and locking the front door.

I sat comfortably on the couch opposite to where she stood coyly, not knowing what to do.

"Have a tush,"I ordered. She inhaled deeply and followed my instruction, sitting on the other side of meat of the C shaped lounge. dope was still coming out of the cigar resting in the tray on top of the short inwardness table.

"I believe you already know why you are here,"I stated. She nodded, and I could see her beautiful black eyes watering."Those written document over the table, close to you, are all information on what your Padre has done in the end eight year he's been working for me. You can take your clip and inspect them if you want, but what you'll find is grounds enough to put your dad in jail for at least eight years. Maybe more considering the potency of my lawyers."

She looks at the papers as if she is staring at a affair that came out of a incubus, then she shakes her headland and says,"I don't need to. I saw what you sent me."

"commodity. I wouldn't put you in this place unless I was absolutely sure of the destructive index this would consume on your family,"I said coldly looking at her,"But if you do as you're told, everything is going to be fine. You're going to finish high schoolhouse, go to a good college, and your father will be stealing money from me until he happily retires, as if zippo ever happened. Let's just hope he doesn't get ambitious to the point it is not worth having you around anymore."

Alissa puts on a shammer resolute case, but that didn't stop the snag from running down her endearing teenage boldness. `` What do you want from me ? '' She asked.

'' I was trying to make this more cursory. We could have had some drinks… Maybe it could have turned around better for you, had you been smart enough to dally along, '' I say while getting up, reaching for my cigar, smoking, and then puffing straight to her fount. She cringed. `` But since you 're brave enough to ask motion like that, I think you can face the inevitable truth as well : I want you to be my cyprian. ``

I stood right in front of her, and I was looking her straight in the eyes when they got wide. Apparently, saying it out flashy just turned matter real number for her. She froze in place, shocked.

'' What ? You asked me bluntly what I wanted from you. There you go, '' I said sitting back on the couch. `` Hopefully, you 're going to be around me for a long piece, so I 'll give you a opus of advice. Try to love yourself. Make me happy, and there's a chance you'll be happy too. There are perks for being close to a mighty man like me. And I know very well I 'm not hard to the eye, much the reverse. ``

That was true. I was a marvelous man in his ahead of time mid-forties, well built, hefty. My chin was chiseled, and I always had a very well defined and trimmed beard on my side. My fatal fuzz was always back in a stylish way. organism attractive, it was never hard to suffer a gorgeous woman by my side of meat. I was married to a very beautiful girl in my early twenties, when I was tonic out of college, and I wasn't this copious yet. Now it was more a question of choosing which one.

trouble was, I only got the feeling of self-possession I craved for when I was manipulating them. I used to take a deal with a model means, so they would send their new models to me for a try out. Unfortunately, the risk of being sued or brought to the authorities was always big, and using those fille had two particular problems. One, supermodels are particularly dumb, and having them around became annoying everytime they didn't have a prick in their lip. Two, most of them enjoyed it a lilliputian too much. Soon as they saw me and realized they wouldn't get fucked by some old fart, they already became very centripetal to my demands. Once they realized who I was, and how massively rich I was, they saw it as a chance to score me, and my fun was over.

As a upshot, this blackmail/rape matter became my main relationship expressive style. I would pick a female child, discover how to make her submit, and abuse her until I broke her, and she wasn't interesting anymore. After a while I started preferring young teenage girlfriend, as their inexperience made the drive utmost longer. That is what I planned to do with Alissa, one of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen. When I finally got the information that her male parent was stealing immense amount of money of money, and blackmailing the employees of one of the limb of my company himself, I didn't get angry at all. I got excited instead.

"Ok. Now that you understand, let's start. stand up up and uncase yourself,"I said.

Instead of doing as I told, she put her shaking hands on her face and started crying.

"Alissa, you came all the way here already,"I said in a soothing musical note."I can release those papers still, and nobody is going to know you were ever here. Is that what you want ?"

Reluctantly, she got up. shaking, the young woman grabbed the hem of her black tube garb and pulled it up and off her in a exclusive gesture. Still in her pretty white lace bra and panty and wearing her Negro in high spirits heels, she crossed her implements of war in front of her breast and looked down, crying. Her adorable grimace was red, especially the pep pill brass and her minuscule wind. I took a moment admiring her skinny, slender figure. She had that beautiful thigh gap that let me see the contour line of her twat, which was exactly as I liked : no book, no visible clit, just two delicate mounds divided by that adorable slit.

I got rock hard instantly. It was always very pleasurable to take up my clip at this part, to play with them. In Alissa's typeface, I decided to torture the Pres Young girl pushing a bit harder from the beginning.

"You're beautiful. So have it away beautiful. Turn around for me now,"I instructed and she did it promptly, maybe seeing it as a chance to stay fresh her underwear on for a minuscule longer. I grinned,"Now bend until you can put both your hands on the couch."

Alissa looked back, over her shoulders, terrified. I just gestured with my finger,"Go on."

She sobbed loudly, and obeyed. Suddenly her cordiform little bum was openly there for me to see. Her skinny and long branch trembled so visibly, so beautifully.

"Now slide off your scanty,"I commanded.

"No !"She cried, getting up, and for a moment I thought she would run.

"Listen, you have two options. Or you're a adept girl and obey, or I'm going there and I'll rip it off of you myself. If you misbehave, maybe you're not even going back home tonight. nonentity knows you're here, remember ? You are mine, now. I can do whatever the fuck I want to you. It will just be skillful for you if you comply, already."I said it all very calmly and she started crying even more, loudly, as if I had gone there and hit her. I smoked my cigar and waited. I had won, and I knew that.

"P-Pleeease…"She begged, sobbing.

"Alissa, hands on the couch, panties down. Now. I'm losing my patience."

And she did it. Shaking, she bent forward until her bridge player touched the couch, then she reached for the sides of her panties and slid them down slowly. When she had it slid down to her knees, I told her to stop and put her men back on the sofa. It was quite a show. What a beautiful view it was. Her pussy was small, as pixilated and pair of virginals looking as I could hope for. It had an impeccable tone of pink, as did her lilliputian piffling butthole. I was, more than ever, convinced that I had made the good choice with her.

"Wow. That's beautiful,"I said, more to embarrass her than to make a compliment. She sobbed even more."Are you a Virgin, Alissa ? Tell me the truth."

The girlfriend sniveled,"N-No."

"Naughty daughter. How many fourth dimension ?"

"O-Once."

"When ?"

"L-Last y-year…"She stammered.

"Look at you ! A starter year slut !"I said and she whimpered."You went to prom with an onetime guy, I guess."The lady friend went instantly silent."It is… Jamie. His epithet is Jamie, right ?"

Alissa gasped, and tried to look at me from her position. She was, yet again, shocked. Her eyes were spacious, terrified.

"Don't smell at me like this. I know everything possible about you. That's one of the reasons I chose you. I have access to all your information, your earpiece, your computer… Everything. You and I are going to get along just hunky-dory. I know you are not a slut. You are going to be MY adulteress, though. By the way, you won't be with Jamie or anybody else, you are my girl now,"I said getting up and starting to unbuckle my belt.

I couldn't hear her crying anymore, just the auditory sensation of her gasping, as if she was about to have a panic flack, or a heart attack. When she heard me moving she started to get up straight, and I said"Ah-ah, last out the way you are."So, when she heard me unzipping my pants behind her, she started to cry again.

"N-No ! Plea-ase ! No !"She started begging again, and tried to stick out up.

I grabbed her firmly by the waistline with one paw, while with the early I reached for her vertebral column and I pushed her down, until her brass pressed against the couch."Move again, and I'll hurt you more than by just shoving my dick inside of you."

She whimpered loudly, while I started to rub my swollen cock head up and down her footling slit."Nooooo ! P-Please ! PLEASE !"Alissa begged incessantly with her voice a little muffled by the couch, and her font was covered by the melanise veil formed by her slip hair.

Without pushing, I slowly digged with my putz until its head was between her labia. Alissa was unexpectedly dry. Usually when I got to this part they were at to the lowest degree partially wet. I also noticed the disproportion between the considerable sizing of my cock and how bantam her pussy looked. That would be interesting.

respiration heavily with excitement, I gave her the conviction,"Ok, time to shut down our mickle. Brace yourself."And grabbing her hard by the waist, I started pushing it in.

"Aaaagh ! Ouuuch !"

It didn't go in at 1st, so I started pushing in and out, little by little breaking her resistance, not caring how much strength I had to use. About the Sami time, I started feeling the skin of my dick stretching, Alissa began howling in pain.

"AAAAAUUUGH ! AHHHHHHHHH ! NOOOOOOO ! YAAAAARGH !"She screamed from the top of her lungs, and tried to reach back with her hand to stop me. I got hold of her thin wrist tightly, and pushed even harder."HUAAAAARGH ! ! !"

Until, for what I imagined were XV or xx seconds of pure and angelical torture, the tip of my peter trespassed the tightness of her incoming. She gasped loudly, sharply, and started wailing again. I withdrew from her fasting, and pushed it in again, going deeper.

The way her young slit gripped my putz was unbelievable. Even after fucking an telling phone number of cleaning woman before, even in situations like this, where they are dry and unreceptive, I never fucked such a soused pussy. I started groaning loudly.

Soon, I finally felt her getting wet, a natural reply. Because of that, I could get thick and faster, and in no time I was viciously assaulting her tiny entrance.

"AH-AH-AH-AUGH-AHH ! ! !"She groaned loudly for me, still begging for me to give up, while I was having the clock time of my life.

I was always pushing in as inscrutable as I could, savouring that invaluable minginess. Her groans and moan were beautiful, her soft, girly, and agonizing part resounded all over the planetary house, just as the slapping sound of my pelvis hitting her butt from behind. I still had at least an inch of gumshoe that hadn't gone inside of her yet, and I figured it was because of her position. So I pushed her back further down, made her archway her back and joint her little rear end up more, then I tried to squeeze it all in. Before I could, the tip of my dick banged against her neck, which made her ululation yet again, desperately. I just kept doing it with a grin of satisfaction on my typeface. Even that was perfect.

"HUAAA-AAAAAAGH ! ! ! N-N-NOOOO-OOOO-OOOO ! ! ! STOP ! S-STOP P-PLEASE ! IT H-HURTS ! ! !"

Obviously, I didn't stop. I kept ravaging her, feeling her squeezing me even harder, her body shaking even more. The bad part was that I was about to come, and I didn't have the willpower to stop, so I could start again and savor her more.

When she seemed to be losing her mind, screaming with a worn out voice and begging God for help, I blew inside of her. While buried as cryptic as I could inside of her, I ejaculated what felt like the biggest load I had ever produced in my life, straight into her womb.

I fell on top of her, making her crumble over the frame. I breathed hard, while she moaned softly, still crying. Feeling extremely appreciative for the way she made me palpate, I couldn't resist the itch to hug her, and I did. She fought me at 1st, but weakly. I wrapped her in my arms, getting a grip of her weapons system that were crossed over her breasts, and I pulled her to the floor. I sat with her there, on the well-to-do and thick pitch-black fur rug, holding her sitting in between my legs.

With my chin resting over her shoulder, and feeling her panting, I said"You are incredible."

"Y-You are a monster,"she wailed back.

"The worst constituent is over, and you survived."I said lightly kissing her shoulder.

"It i-is not o-over…"She cried softly."You w-won't let me go."

"The world is like this, sweetheart. Monsters own it, reign over it. do this monster like you, and you'll have the world."

She looked back at me, still sobbing. I saw a little bit of surrender in her oculus. I loved to give them hope, to then violate them until they forgot about it. Then I'd do it over, and over again, until she was broken for good.

I licked a binge that ran down her brass."For bad, or for good now, you are mine."

Alissa shivered .