Baned -

Banked.

Author: Ready1

Chapter One.

It was a cold November night in Sweden. My friend Frank and I were going out for a few beers and some laughs. Well in line to this club called 'Banked' we came across an old acquaintance from my father's job.

-"Josh!" I shouted to the back of the line, trying to get his attention. -"Josh, you black asshole! Meet us inside for a few beers!" I got a quiet nod of recognition.

The three of us always enjoyed each other's company, despite the age difference. Josh was 40+ something and me and Frank were both 25.

Finally, we reach the door man after standing in line for about thirty minutes. Frank pays the entrance fee, and we enter a new line for the wardrobe and to be able to hand in our jackets. Feeling the warmth of being indoors Frank strikes me lightly with his elbow and asks quietly:

-"Recognize that girl?" Frank nods towards the blonde sweatshirt-wearing girl handling the jackets in the wardrobe.

-"It's Heidi Cohen. The daughter of Peter and Maria." Frank explains with a very serious sounding voice.

-"So?" I turn to him.

-"The fucking ambulance chasing lawyer family who landed my uncle in jail last year!"

Now I got it. Frank had told me how his uncle - who actually was an ambulance driver, was involved in a little boy's death because of some roadblocks and the following detour he had to drive as a result of them. The Cohen law firm was hired to drag Frank's uncle to court and landed him a 5 months prison sentence and a forced resignation from the hospital.

And before us stood the Cohen couple's 22-year-old daughter. I told Frank to hand me his jacket and go ahead in to find a clear table and order in some beers. I didn't want the night to be ruined now that we were psyched to finally have a guys night out. I was hoping that this would cool out the burning darkness in Frank's eyes. Just to get the girl out of his sight. Frank agrees and heads in towards the pub area to scout for a clear table. I remain in the line with both our jackets when it's finally my turn.

-"50 kronor." Heidi demands without looking up when she's operating the register. I do a quick evaluation of her curvy body and she sure is hiding something special under that sweatshirt with a big 'Banked'-logo on her chest. She's packing at least a pair of DD under there! I drift off...

-"Hey! Idiot! It says 'Banked'! Do I have to spell it out for you when you ogle me, you mouth breather." Heidi sure is looking me in the eye now.

-"Here." I hand her the money and our jackets and heads toward the table were Frank waits with two cold lagers.

-"Fucking bitch, that one" She noticed when I undressed her in my mind. I giggled to Frank.

-"Yeah, you never were a very quick thinker." Frank smiled. "She's got great body though. Don't know what I would do to them F-cup tits if I got my hands on her in a dark alley" Frank glanced at me, maybe to see how I reacted to the increased darkness that came back in his look. I didn't notice...

-"F?" I smiled at Frank.

-"Yup. Dated one of her girlfriends when Heidi was nineteen. My date noticed of her 36F when they went bra shopping and gave me the regular "does-the-size-matter-bullshit".

-"Fucking F-cups! That's big for a fat chick!" I was in a mild chock after Frank's revelation.

-"Yup. And Heidi sure isn't fat. When they are fat, there is something with the number... It's bigger I think. I never understood. F-cups on that frame is yummy!" Frank leaned over the table to catch a glimpse of her, but he couldn't see her behind the dancing couples on the dance floor. The cover band onstage was playing their third Bryan Adams-cover in a row and about twenty drunks on the dance floor were enjoying the show.

Entering the room was instead Josh who still had his long black coat on. His size and charisma dominated the room when he maneuvered to the bar and then across the dance floor to join us with a bottle of Scotch. Josh was a well-grown guy with a background as a career criminal. He had been involved as muscle in the local mafia but was trying to get straight with the law since two years back. My father had hired him in his tiling company and since the first time we met had Josh showed me a calming respect and the relationship from me and Frank's side was more filled with a fascination of Josh's character and the life that he had experienced.

-"Fucking wardrobe girl" Josh mumbled when he reached our table. "She was giving me lip about handing in my coat. I NEVER take of my coat!!! Especially when I'm packing four guns I just bought." Josh smiled at us. "Nice to see you kids. Glad you waved me in for a drink. I've had a long day."

-"We were actually talking about that wardrobe girl." I nodded to Josh. "She's the daughter of the lawyers who fucked up Pedro's job at the hospital and threw him in jail."

-"You don't say?" Josh enjoys a mouthful of scotch.

-"Yeah, but we were talking about her tits." Frank smiled.

-"Well, that sounds nice." Josh had a troubled look and turned at me. "Well, little guy. I have been involved in a massive screwup tonight involving a few of my friends from the old days." Josh sipped a new mouthful from his Scotch. "Without giving away all the details I can say that me and two other guys will go to jail for a very long time."

-"What the fuck do you mean?!" I slammed my empty beer glass at the table.

-"I mean that I have let you and your father down and screwed up big time." Josh had a vulnerable look in his eyes. "I'm very sorry and I'm going for a piss now" The vulnerability flashed through Josh's eyes I millisecond and was completely gone when he headed towards the toilet.

-"OK." Me and Frank felt deaf-and-dumb when we waited for Josh to return from the toilet.

Seven minutes later he returns with a sneaky smile on his face. "I have plan for a reversed going-away present from me to you." Josh smiled at both of us.

He sat down and explained the plan. He slipped a loaded gun to Frank and an empty one plus a pair of handcuffs under the table to me. We held the equipment under the table when we watched Josh get up and head towards the live band playing on the other side of the dance floor.

Frank left his seat and headed towards the bar at the same time as I went for the club entrance and Heidi Cohen. I heard behind me as Josh according to the plan climbed the stage and took the mic from the band's lead singer. The same moment as I grab Heidi's hair from behind and forces her into the staff toilet just five steps away. I lock the door before Heidi understands what has happened.

-"What the fuck are you doing?!" Heidi shouts at me when I grab after her wrists and press her chest towards the wall. I secure her hands behind her back with the handcuffs and turn her around. At the same time echoes two shots from the pub and the band stop playing. I hear Josh's voice from the speaker system:

-"Everybody gets the fuck out now!!!" Josh has a strict but very clear voice.

I give Heidi a deep look in the eyes as she tries to figure out my agenda. I grab her sweatshirt by the waistband and yank it over her face blinding her as the panic outside the toilet door reaches its climax. I sit back on the lid of the toilet and enjoy the sight of her flat stomach and the top under her yanked-up sweatshirt which hugs the underside of her majestic breasts.

-"You keep yourself in good shape I see." I make conversation with myself when another shot is fired outside, and the fleeing crowd seems to have almost exited the club now. I enjoy how her blonde hair flows from her improvised headwear and down to her shoulders.

-"Any minute now". I tell Heidi as silence fills the space outside our safe toilet.

One minute later I hear that the heavy outer door closes, and someone locks it. A gentle knock on the toilet door and I unlock it. It's Frank who greets me and our hooded hostage:

-"Welcome to 'Banked'! Tonight we have a very special show." Frank smiles and reaches behind Heidi's neck to let her sweatshirt fall to normal position and to reveal his face. Heidi met his gaze with tear-filled eyes:

-"Who are you and what do you want with me?" she whimpers.

-"Enough of this!" I said "Let's get this party started!" I grabbed Heidi just above the elbow and pushed her into the pub where Josh stood and filled a pint of lager from the taps.

He drilled his eyes into Heidi and met her whimpering with:

-"Hello wardrobe girl! You were very eager to see me without my coat. Well tonight you're gonna see sides of me that I haven't showed anyone in many years." Josh gulped from his lager.

-"Who the fuck are you?!" Heidi cried.

-"Let's just say that we don't like you or your parents view on the law, and we are going to establish our own juridical system tonight." Frank smiled and reached for a kitchen knife that was placed on the pub counter. "Can you please tell us your bra size, Heidi? We almost had an argument before about the size of them jugs of yours."

-"So this is about my parents and not me?" Heidi chooses to ignore the remarks about her body.

-"You can justify your parents' actions however you want, Banked." Frank stretched out her sweatshirt and read from the club logo on her chest. "You're gonna suck our dicks anyway." Frank started a cut in her sweatshirt from the waistband and up to her belly button. Heidi's big blue eyes were fixated at the sharp knife that easily rips through her work outfit. Frank handed the knife to Josh who stood by and enjoyed Frank's show with his lager in a firm grip. Frank grab ahold of the sweatshirt, one hand at each side of the slit he made and rips it open in one fast, rough motion. Heidi stumbles a few steps but regains her balance and look up at three horny and hateful men that are evaluating her body from top to toe. But seems to focus a lot on her chest region.

-"Holy shit girl! You sure got a stunning body." Frank pulls the ripped sweatshirt over her shoulders and slide it as far down as her handcuffed wrists allows behind her back. She now stands in front of us with a white top that are as thin as it is tight, and her tight jeans really enhances her hourglass shaped body. Her flat stomach and proud body posture also suggests that she does work out of some kind, like I noticed in the toilet before:

-"I think I take back my bet about DD-cups." I said to Frank when we all were stunned by the hostage's curvy body. Even Josh seemed taken by the amazing proportions of which her upper body consisted of.

-"Please! Don't hurt me. My parents have money" Heidi noticed the lining of our growing erections our pants. "Aowwhh"

Frank grabbed both her nipples through her top with his thumbs and index fingers and squeezed hard:

-"We don't really care about your parents' dirty money, when we have their treasure right here" Frank realized how cheesy his comment seemed and let go of her nipples. He stuck his right index finger through the fragile fabric of the thin blouse just above the upper slope of her breasts and put both his hands in the hole. He ripped the whole top to little shreds in two quick motions, leaving Heidi's breasts only covered by her white bra. Heidi was breathing heavy and her big breasts heaved on display for the pleasure of our hungry eyes. Josh brought me a new lager and began his second as we enjoyed Frank's slow strip show of the young lawyer's daughter.

-"Now I got your attention, Bigtits?" Frank began to lightly caress, and fondle Heidi's bra displayed breasts when he talked to her. A few times he slid his thumbs down the cleavage and worked his hands around the breast flesh. The size of Heidi's mounds was a lot more than a handful and Frank has big hands.

-"We are going to really get to know each other tonight, Heidi."

-"But someone will come for me!? You fired guns in a crowded dance club! The police will come for me!" Heidi was making conversation with some regained hope in her eyes while she endured Frank's breast fondling.

-"What kind of employee are you?" Frank got back to manipulating Heidi's soft nipples between his fingers. "Ever thought about the name of the club, 'Banked'? Well, if you weren't a stupid big titted blonde you would know that it was built as a 19th Century Bank. Them are meter thick brick walls" Frank nodded to a mirror on his left were he could see himself kneading Heidi's bra covered nipples. "And that is a few inches thick cast-iron, that door" He nodded at the exit. "So the police will probably come, but that only means that we will have to fuck you to the sound of sirens. Cause they are not comin' in here unless we open the door for them." Frank grinned, looking Heidi deep in her newly tear-filled eyes. "Let's get to tonight's main entertainment" Frank let go of her nipples and dug his hands down her in bra and roughly pulled out both her heavy jiggling mouthwatering breasts, left them hanging over her collapsed bra cups.

I heard a choking sound from Josh behind me when Heidi's eye-pleasing jugs got exposed in front of us. The erect nipples Frank had been stimulating through the bra fabric pointed out from her chest and perfectly formed areolas.

-"Careful with the lager there, Josh" I smiled and stepped behind Heidi and searched for a marking on the bra, while Frank went over to the bar to get the kitchen knife again. Impressed I looked at Frank:

-"You sure know your way around big tits, Frank. It is F-cups" I grabbed Heidi in a firm grip just above her elbows and held her steady as she had her eyes fixated at Frank and the knife.

-"What are you gonna do to me?" Heidi's voice quivered.

-"I'm not gonna do much." Frank held the knife in a horizontal angle with the edge towards himself. He playfully slid it under Heidi's left breast, like if he was weighing it. "It's your turn to get useful. Down on your knees, Blondie!" I let go of my grip and Heidi actually did what she was told and with an unsteady balance because of her fixated hands, got down on her knees on the dance floor. Her eyes still fixated on the blade in Frank's hand. It was kind of sexy seeing her humiliated and trying to get down with a subtle move instead of losing her balance and feeding our horny eyes with her quivering tits.

-"Time for a good deed, Heidi." Frank unzipped his fly and pulled out his big semi-erect cock. He slapped Heidi's face gently with his flesh spear a few times. He grabbed her hair at the back of the neck and turned her head up, while she tried to wriggle away from his grip.

-"Open wide, bitch!" Frank held the knife to her throat and gave her a dark threatening gaze. Heidi inexpertly leaned forward and shaped her puffy lips around his meaty cock tip and started to move according to how Frank's grip in her hair suggested. Never breaking eye contact, the busty lawyer's daughter continued the cock pleasing sucking on my friend's big meat stick. After a few cautious lip strokes, Frank got a bit rougher and pressed his cock all the way inside Heidi's mouth. Her eyes widened as her nose was buried in my friend's pubic hairs and she started to gag. Frank pulled out his dick as our plaything was gasping for air. But only a few seconds for her to regain her breath:

-"You suck like a real pro." Frank mocked her "Let's get on it again" Once again he adjusted her head to fit his now rock-hard cock in her mouth. I grabbed a beer from the bar fridge and sat down on a barstool next to Josh who with a fascinated look followed Frank's continuing humiliation of the unwilling, buxom blonde.

-"Life is good." I spoke loudly so Heidi as well as my friends heard my statement. "Here I sit with a dear friend, enjoying a fine beer. Before me is another friend holding a knife to a handcuffed girl's throat while he fucks her mouth. I can't think of any place I'd rather be right now" Frank for a second broke the fiendish gaze that kept Heidi's eyes fixated on his, just to give me an evil grin. He picked up the pace, face fucking the busty blonde and it truly was an awesome sight. The stuck-up wardrobe girl, degraded on her knees with her ripped sweatshirt framing her majestic pleasure mounds which Frank had pulled out from her bra and now spilling out over the collapsed bra cups. Tears rolled down Heidi's cheeks onto her breasts. She was in deep shock of what was happening. Frank began to do deep strokes down her throat. Pulling out almost all his dick from her mouth only leaving the tip inside her enveloping lips, then pushing in all the way once again landing her face in the dark bush of pubic hair. Heidi's big tits swayed in the rhythm of the mouth fucking. After a few minutes Heidi's gag reflex reacted again and Frank had to pull out, leaving the tiring busty blonde gasping for air:

-"Fucking asshole!" Heidi cried. Only to once again getting yanked by her hair to her forward leaning cock sucking position. This time Frank didn't show any mercy. He yanked her head roughly, with her lips around his cock. He fed his horniness even more when his downward gaze was met by the lawyer's daughter's helpless face. He threw away the knife and used both his hands to yank the buxom blondes head on his dick. Again, and again and finally after 2 full minutes of rough fast face-fucking frenzy, he let out a growl and with a spastic motion he pressed Heidi's face against his crotch and sprayed his hot load in her mouth. He yanked her back and met her disgusted gaze with his own devilish one. She spat his load on the dance floor and remained on her knees, looking at Frank's satisfied face.

-"Come here, you cocksucker." Frank had a playful tone in his voice as he grabbed a handful of blonde hair and wiped his dick clean from cum and spit. "You sure know how to please your customers here at 'Banked'." Frank stepped behind her and lifted Heidi to feet by the now standardized elbow grip. He turned her around, so she was facing him. "Now I'm going for a nap, but your F-cups still have two more cocks to please so I will let you get to it." As he spoke, he kneaded her breasts together and flicking her nipples with his thumbs.

Frank grabbed her right nipple and dragged her over to me and Josh, who still sat on the barstools and enjoyed the entertaining rape show. "Yup, I go look for a comfy bed and sleep an hour or two. Must be a maintenance room or something like that somewhere in here."

Josh pulled Heidi towards him and planted her on his lap; he started to roughly maul her big wet breasts from behind. He pressed them against her chest, lifting them towards her chin, letting them fall into position again. Every playful, explorative cupping procedure he could think of and Heidi had to endure the manhandling of her sensitive mounds for a few minutes, while I finished my beer. I pulled out my unloaded gun and confronted Heidi, who still sat unwillingly on Josh's lap and endured the big black man's rough tit kneading.

-"Open your mouth! This belongs in your mouth now. Do not let go of it!" I ordered with a stern voice pointing the gun at Heidi's puffy lips. Josh let go of his grasp on the blonde's heavy tits and reached for his lager, while Heidi obeyed my order and wrapped her lips around the gun with a submissive look on her face. "Follow me over here." I said to Heidi, allowing her to get up from Josh's lap and stepping backwards out on the dance floor, steering her with the gun in her mouth. "Ready for round two?" I asked, staring Heidi in her big blue terrified eyes. I didn't get any reaction more than a tear traveling from her left eye down her cheek, joining the flow of drool that the gun in her open mouth caused. "Josh, you bring that table over here." I pointed at the table our entourage started the night at. I put my left hand under Heidi's right exposed breast, cupping it. I fondled the perfectly shaped breast, while the gun remained in her mouth. I slapped the breast hard a few times, watching it jiggle on the terrified woman's chest. Heidi moaned and grimaced from the pain I caused her, but she concentrated on having her lips wrapped around the gun in her mouth.