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The New Management Pt 04

The New Management Pt 04

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She climbed out the car with her phone and the cash and slammed the door. She waited for him to step out and ask her to get back in the car, but instead the car started, and he pulled out and drove off revving angrily as he accelerated away.

Shit she thought, she was in some suburban street dressed like a complete whore with Β£6K in cash, it was close to midnight, and she could not go to any hotel dressed like this, she was virtually naked. She suddenly heard loud voices, she stepped into the tiny front garden of the nearest house hiding behind a small bush as a group of men obviously heading back from the pub walked past her.

She knew she could not keep this up, who knows what other danger she would be in if caught, she scrolled through her phone discounting number after number as even close girlfriends had no idea of just how depraved she was and in her current state they would ask questions.

She dialled John's mobile, but it was going to answerphone repeatedly, he was clearly fuming and needed the space to understand her point of view and come round.

She was near the end of her stored numbers when she realised, she could use the Taxi driver she had been dropped off by, she had already sucked him off and he had seen everything, so she ironically felt safer.

She dialled the number, after several rings the cabbie's number was answered.

"I am about to go off duty so unless your local I am afraid I can't help you" he said.

"Oh, er you dropped me off earlier tonight at the industrial estate, I forgot my cash." She replied not wanting to remind him in detail of what had happened.

His tone changed to one of excitement, Louise inwardly cringed. "Oh, it's my special little slut is it, well I am not taking you all the way home this time of night as I am just about to knock off and enjoy a few beers, but you are welcome to kip round mine, but you know what I will want." He laughed.

He was clearly trying his luck, but little did he know Lousie was out of options and John was not even answering her calls. Fuck it Louise realised she had no options, she looked around and spotted the street name. "Fine, I am at the corner of Broomhill Road, do you know where that is?"

"Course I do, I'm a cabby not an uber idiot." He laughed; I will be there in 10 mins. With that the phone went dead and Louise wondered what she had gotten herself into now. She was also worried about taking so much money with her to this cabby, she fished a hundred pounds out of the envelope and then looked for a hiding place, after a short search she found a large stone at the back of the bush and stuffed the envelope under it.

Several cars passed along the street and after what seemed like an age the tired cabbies people carrier pulled up on the corner, she noted the same leering face from earlier scanning the street for her. She stepped out from the garden and quickly crossed the road the cabby, she opened the door and climbed in.

"Fucking hell, you look even hotter than before." The cabby stated as she climbed in flashing a glimpse of her pussy as she sat down.

Lousie did not want to encourage him but was at least now off the street.

"Right back to mine then, heh and stop pulling your skirt down, remember I have already seen it." With that he pulled out and Louise noted he failed to turn off the internal light, as she caught him glancing in the mirror as he ogled her body.

Louise watched as they drove through the streets hoping the cabby lived in a decent area, but increasingly disappointed as they headed into a notoriously run down area on the outskirts of the city. A tired council estate loomed into view, old pebble dash terraced houses built in the post war era of the fifties which no doubt once were someone pride and joy, but now looking faded and broken. Occupied mostly by families involved in criminality and living off benefits with a few tradesmen's vans doted around with old BMW's and rusting estate cars.

Gardens with missing gates and old sofas and other rubbish piled in their once pristine lawns filled the street, they reached the end of a street, and the cabby pulled up behind a dented white van.

Louise was wondering if she should have stayed hidden in the garden and risked getting help from one of her girlfriends this whole area looked dodgy. The cabby noted her expression as they pulled up and spoke.

"Sorry your ladyship this is not quite up to your standard, oh I almost forgot your dressed like a whore, so you should fit in fine." He laughed at her uncomfortable predicament.

He turned off the minivan and stepped out of the vehicle, before sliding back her door, "come on, not got all night and I have been thinking about that pussy all night, you prick tease."

Despite herself Louise felt her nipples harden both with the sudden flow of cold night air over them and knowing this filthy man was going to fuck her. Her recent relationship worries now out of her head as she wondered what was going to happen to her as the cabby ushered her down the broken concrete path to his house, barely believing his luck at the stunning blonde in front of him.

He opened the front door its paint peeling as Louise stepped inside and he turned on the light her expectations where confirmed, a tiny kitchen on their right then led into a tatty living room. Old takeaway containers littered the work top and empty beer, and soft drink cans lay everywhere, there was a stale smell throughout the house. He pushed Louise into the living room and indicated for her to sit on an ageing sofa facing a large tv, old papers and a few tattered porn magazines lay on its arms. She tentatively sat down as she heard the fridge open, and he made various noises as he collected some drinks.

He reappeared in the door a small tray in his arms which he placed on the small side table next to the sofa. The tray had a six pack of beer on it, two-pint glasses and a half full bottle of whisky and a large bag of plain crisps. The cabby slumped into the sofa next to Louise and spoke.

"Make yourself useful, pour us a beer and a chaser."

"I am ok thanks." She replied as she began to pour the cabby a beer.

"No, No, you drink with me love, I insist." She detected a hint of menace in his tone.

Fuck it she thought if I am going to screw this slob I may as well have a drink to take the edge off it, she poured herself a beer and drank it quickly.

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"Good girl and a chaser."

Louise lifted the whiskey bottle to her lips and took a heavy swig, the fiery liquid burning as it hit the back of her throat. The cabby laughed as she gasped at the effect of the strong spirit, he pushed the bottle back towards her, she tipped it back once more and took another look drink. The whisky hit her again, but this time she felt its effect almost immediately she was getting drunk quickly and feeling slightly sleepy after the adventures of the night.

As she sunk back into the sofa the cabby leaned into her his breath at least now smelt of whisky and not stale cigarettes. He was looking at her body, like an animal, now with its prey back in its lair and deciding what to do first with it. The alcohol was really kicking in now, she had barely eaten anything today and she found him pulling her legs apart to look at her pussy as her short skirt slipped further up her thighs. He began to grope her his hands roaming all over her body, she woke from her sleep state as he pinched her nipples, tearing at her fishnet top.

His face mashed into hers as he began to kiss her, as he pushed his tongue into her and fingered her wet folds, despite herself she found herself become aroused at allowing herself to be touched by this depraved man. She met his tongue with hers and felt his stubble graze her face as he kissed her roughly. His fingers continued to thrust up into her soaking cunt, all sleepiness now gone as he aroused her.

He broke the kiss and stood up, as she watched he spoke.

"Kneel on the sofa cunt."

His crude words further arousing her as she sat up turned and knelt on the worn sofa, she spread her legs and pushed her ass up into the air for him. she watched over her shoulder as the cabby held his phone up and took several shots of her, she pushed her ass higher for him, surprised at her reaction he spoke again.

"You really are a dirty whore, I should use Johnny with you, but fuck it, i want to send you home to your husband full of cum for him to enjoy!"

Louise said nothing, but she pushed her hand between her legs and spread her lips showing her pink wetness to the dirty cabby. He could hold off no longer and taking a last series of pictures, pushed his stained tracksuit bottoms down.

A thick and gnarled cock with a slight curve sprang free, already heavily swollen and rock hard, a thick dark vein running up one side, Louise now slippery and eager.

He shuffled forward and pushed the purple head into her entrance, a brief resistance and a grunt from the cabby and long moan from Louise as he entered her. The length sliding inside her turning her on, coupled with the absolute depravity of what was happening. She was allowing this fat old dirty man to fuck her in his is shitty run down house and she was loving it, she moaned harder as he held her hips and began to rhythmically fuck her, sawing in and out of her hole. A white cream from her cunt forming along the length of his shaft as he pushed into her and then slipped back right to her entrance before thrusting back in.

Whether it was the whiskey or his own stamina, he managed to fuck her for what seemed like an age, she came on his cock and he called her disgusting names, telling her what a whore she was and how he was going to share her with his other cabby mates. His words only turning her on even more, she wondered if John saw her now what he would think, would he still love her, would it turn him or or would he be disgusted.

As if reading her mind the cabby spoke. "What's your husbands mobile number slut?"

"Why?"

"Don't fucking ask me why, just give it to me."

The cabby was still inside her and he was much bigger than her, she knew she needed to be careful.

"I am going to send him a pic, I am sure he would love it since he clearly knows your a whore if you work at the Crimson rooms." As he spoke to her he was still fucking her in a slow motion, teasing her hole.

Louise panted and spoke "07612 445191"

"Good girl now hold still and look back over your shoulder at me."

Louise did as she was told and watched as he snapped her, he then held the image up to her face. There she was kneeling on the sofa, her face clear as she looked back at him, the skirt around her waist her torn stocking clearly visible and his thick cock unprotected halfway inside her pussy stretching her lips around his girth and a clear white froth visible from her arousal.

The cabby continued to fuck her as he played with his phone. "There we go lets see what shall we say, lets keep it simple, JUST ENJOYING YOUR WIFES WET LITTLE CUNT, SHE IS VERY HAPPY."

Louise was close to cumming again as the cabby laughed at his message and hit send, before ploughing back into her, slamming hard and now fucking her as roughly as he could, she felt him, harden swell and then cum. He roared as he emptied his balls into her thick jets of cum filling her pussy and deep inside her cunt as he continued to fuck her throughout his orgasm.

A heavy banging sounded on the front door.

The cabby pulled back irritated. "Who the fuck is that?" He asked to no one in particular, slipping out of her, his erection fading as he grabbed his tracksuit bottoms and pulled them up. As he shuffled to the door, the door gave way, it had just been shoulder barged the cheap latch breaking easily. A large black man fell through the door followed by two others, he grabbed the cabby's shirt and pushed him back through the kitchen into the living room.

"What the fuck have we here?" He asked as Louise struggled to cover herself as the large man spoke, his eyes taking in her state of undress and boring between her legs at her glinting piercing and the obvious trail of cum leaking from her.

"You owe me money and you're payin for high class hookers Gary?"

"I can pay you back soon Tasco, I will have it all by next week." The cabby pleaded.

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"Always next week isn't it you fool, well time has run out for you, so its time the boys give you a little reminder man, you distribute for us, not hold payments." Tasco prodded him in the chest as he spoke, his two men stepped forward in aggressively.

"Please no, take what you want, anything." The pitiful cabby responded.

"Who do you work for? The tall Jamaican spoke to Louise.

"I don't know what you mean." Louise slightly slurred her words.

"Who runs you woman, you're a hooker."

Louise was now fully alert from her relaxed post orgasmic state, these men where dangerous did she say she worked for the club or did she say nothing. "I work for the crimson rooms. I just needed a lift and kind of ended up here."

"Wid dis sorry fool, you can do much better, you come wid us now, we have a little party far better than your little club., Lambert will like you very much"

"I'm ok thanks." Louise replied.

Tasco and his men laughed. "Dis is not a request whore." With that the two men grabbed Louise and she was led out of the house, cum slipping down her thighs and onto her stocking tops.

Louise found herself being led by the two men, they were both tall dark and heavily muscled, she thought she could see the same tattoo motif on each of their necks as they lead her, a palm tree with a star by its side. She had managed to keep her small purse and phone and hoped to make a quick call to John as soon as she could, for whatever their problems she was getting deeper into trouble and needed his help.

She was pushed into the back of large Range Rover outside the house, the two men waiting for Tasco. Louis quickly fished out her phone, and found the screen dead, she pushed the power button but the phone of was dead. As she wondered how she was going to get away the doors opened, and the man climbed in either side of her with Tasco in the driving seat of the expensive vehicle.

Louise listened as the men spoke to each other, but she understood very little, they were speaking in Patois a Jamaican dialect that she could not understand. As they spoke, they freely handled her, her body betrayed her under their attention as each played with her nipples and stoked her thighs, yet they went no further which surprised her and disappointed her. Even now when she had no idea what lay in store for her, her arousal sought satisfaction, the men where strong and powerful, she was incredibly aroused by her vulnerability around them.

Tasco switched back to English and spoke "Ha Louise, you meet da boss man now Lambert, he like pretty ladies especially blonde ones like you, now we see if you like to party." As he spoke, they pulled up outside a large block of flats, the building was dark but at least was not as run down as the cabby's area. Louise noticed black heavy gates covering all the entrances and she saw the same palm tree and star motif graffitied on several walls of the building as they pulled into a gated areas behind the building where a range of high-end cars were parked.

Louise found herself in a lift with the men, the men were now joking and happy as they ascended, it appeared they had, had a very good night. The exited the lift and Louise was lead along a short corridor to a grey door, a quick nock and the door opened into a large open plan living area. She suddenly felt very self-conscious and aware of the state of her dress as five large men stopped talking and turned to look at her and the men.

"What have you brought me boys?" A large fat Jamaican man spoke, who seemed to be the leader of the group.

"We have da best night boss." As he spoke, he pulled out several thick rolls off cash and placed them in the low table in front of the man and the group.

"Tasco you and da boys have done well but who is this beautiful lady?" He grinned as he eyed Louise.

"She is da bonus boss, we went to see the fool Gary and found her there, she works for the Albanian crew at their little club." Tasco replied.

Lambert spoke "Let see what we have then, strip for us pretty lady, if you work da club, you know how to dance, let's see what ya got, we are the Sixers we run this area."

The men all sat on the sofa's that ringed the room as Louise found herself among the group, one of them had clearly turned on some music as heavy Jamaican beat filled the room, she watched as the men lit up joints and a thick haze of smoke filled the room as she began to move to the music. Louise slowly stripped peeling her top off, her pierced nipple rings shining as the men clapped at her slow strip, she shimmied out of her skirt, letting it slip down her toned thighs the floor.

The men collectively cheered as they all saw her clit piercing and bare pussy finally fully exposed. Louise could not help but feel aroused as these men hungrily eyed her body, Lambert heaved himself up from his seat, his huge body began to sway to the tune as the men egged him on.

"Yes boss, show the pretty lady the Sixers way." They cried.

Louise was now dancing freely with Lambert, several other men were also standing now and dancing in a circle around the pair, a strange scene as the lithe Blonde and huge Jamaican danced. Louise felt Lamberts hands now running down her body, exploring her shape and pulling her hips to him as she pushed her bottom back and ground into him. She felt a large bulge forming, pressing into her as they danced, she ground herself further against him and the bulge grew still further.

Lambert fumbled at his crotch to release his now hard cock, this slut was hot for him, and he had not had a good blonde for some time. He released his impressive erection as Louise continued to gyrate back into him, he guided his cock to her hole. Holding her hips still for a moment he sank into her, and she gasped at his size, she panted as he pushed deeper into her as he stretched her still swollen pussy.

As the music continued, he began to fuck her, the men now encouraging their boss to fuck her hard, after several minutes of Lambert fucking her, she felt her first orgasm hit her, his cock was like a huge rod of steel filling her and stretching her out. Her own orgasm caused her to grip his cock, and he let out a deep series of grunts as his own release arrived, thick spouts of cum shot into Louise, she felt the heat of his cum splashing inside of her.

He released her and sank back to his seat, a fresh stream of cum already running from her pussy down her inner thighs. "Good tight fresh pussy boys enjoy."

The men now acted like hungry animals as she was passed around, bent over the arms of sofa's made to suck each cock in turn and fucked in every hole. Over the next two hours the seven men took turns with her, using her ass and cunt repeatedly and encouraging her depravity as they filled her, sometimes one of one, sometimes three at a time, she satisfied them all and had never felt so dirty and aroused as they enjoyed her body. What would anyone think a middle-class white woman stripped and fucking a criminal group of what were obviously drug dealers in some dubious estate on the edge of the city.

Over the next few hours several of the men left and several more arrived, it was clear that her presence had been notified to the gang as new men arrived to play with her. She lost count of how many had fucked her, but she had sampled a string of huge cocks, some fat and thick, some curved some long, she had made them all cum.

As the men sated finally finished with her, she was found herself sprawled across a sofa a hot wetness between her legs and sticky trails of drying cum across ger breasts, face and stomach. As she looked up, she saw Lambert approaching her.

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