The pleasant diner party had quickly descended into a pit of insanity and debauchery. Professor Jane felt herself beginning to float back into a world of erotic darkest fears as now her best friend became the demons next victim.
“Oh yessssssss,” the beast gargled in delight Angela’s eyes rolling as she fell under it’s spell. “This one has some very interesting fantasies.”
Angela is tall with an hour glass figure. Her skin is olive with fantastic thighs and 40 inch plus legs. She has long slightly curly dark hair, refined shoulders and neck with perfect domed breasts. Her mouth is wide and friendly with sparkling eyes. Think Sandra Bullock or Mariah Carey. She is very intelligent and hard nosed. In this scene she finds herself in no position to negotiate and the men know that. Through out the scene she is treated roughly and like a slut, with maximum humiliation. She has only one choice to get it over with as easily as possible.
She sat in a fast car crammed between two large suited men, while a third was driving at speed through the evening streets. She asked them what was happening once again like all the women feeling disorientated. But they just ignored her, looking blankly out of the windows.
She was dressed in her black evening gown the one short at the knees, off the shoulder her hair tied up in a bun, showing her long like neck to good effect. She had been at some charity ball when she had been bundled into the car by these men. Now all she could do was wait and see where she ended up.
They pulled in to a grand mansions driveway and she realized where she was. This was the home of the notorious Don Mendez; crime lord and star of her latest award winning expose. She was marched into the main building her high heels scrunching on the gravel drive. The men were firm but professional and Angela was thinking of what a stink she was going to report about all this later. She would give Mendez a piece of her mind, guaranteed.
Once inside the mood changed, she had no time to act in outraged before Don Mendez appeared snapping his fingers.
"Take this bitch, downstairs."
Angela had her hands pulled behind her and a blind fold put on. She protested and argued as she struggled descending the steps. The room she was put in was warm, and she was made to sit, still blindfolded on a bed.
Once she was left alone she removed her blind fold.
She was in a sumptuous room with a large roaring fire. There were no windows, just a large curtain over one wall. Some type of modified cellar maybe. She could hear voices on the other side. It was Don Mendez, he was making a speech! It appeared he was apologizing to someone for the inconvenience and embarrassment he had caused. She heard her name mentioned! Angela got up and ran for the door but it was locked. Around the room was furniture; a regency chair a fantastic four poster bed, but also other strange items like pumps or jacks. Also there was some kind of mechanical equipment hanging from the top of the poster bed.
She crept towards the curtain and his voice became clearer.
"I have brought you here to show you I am dealing with the problem, I know you will appreciate the show, the chief of police has assured me she will cooperate eventually, otherwise things could be made very hard for her family.”
Angela was confused the chief of police, my family? She heard the voice of the chief.
"Her brother as been found with 2 kilos of coke on him this morning, she'll cooperate."
There was a muffled laugh from the group.
Angela’s mouth was open wide in shock. She’d just been talking to the chief this evening. He was her closet alley in her battle with this crime family, wasn’t he?
"Oh my God! They've set me up, the chiefs in Mendez's pay." She thought in horror as the curtain suddenly parted.
In front of her was a huge armored glass wall ,like in a squash court. Behind it sat in a dark room were half lit figures, most appearing to be old men with a few well dressed women sat at their sides. A voice came over a speaker much clearer as the Don spoke direct to her.
"Ahhh miss, I take it you've been listening? Well this is how repay nosey sluts who meddle in our business. You won't enjoy this but least you will have satisfied the people you have offended."
The door opened and two men appeared stripped to leather shorts both wearing bondage masks. The men were big and muscular probably the same hoods from earlier.
"These men will teach you respect".
They moved in on the panicking Angela.
"No get off me, uggh!" She grappled with them her long legs taut as she tried to keep her balance in her high heels. With a gasp and applause from the audience they ripped her black dress down around her slim ankles. Underneath she only wore skimpy panties her firm round tits pointing out hard and proud.
The men held an arm each groping the fine bosoms. One man pulled her arms behind her, his hard cock pressing on her butt through the leather pants, the maneuver making her chest jut out. The other had a jar of KY jelly and roughly began to smear her tits and large dark nipples with the goo.
Through the glass the group watched in delight. Angela in her heels stood taller than both squat muscle men, their large hairy arms holding her upright while hands squeezed and wiped her tits until they were covered. She was pulled down to sit on the chair her arms tied behind her on the back rest.
"Oh god, what you going to do?"
She asked noticing how they only concentrated on her tits; especially the fat nipples which they smeared and flicked with large amounts of gelly. Angela heard the noise of a compressor start up and saw one thug with a fat test tube in his hand. One end had a long pipe running down to the chugging machine, the other open end he pressed onto one of her greased tit ends.
It connected with a "Slock!"
"Ooooooohh," she groaned as the tube air was instantly sucked out tugging her nipple and surrounding tit an inch up the tube. “Ugggh!"
She wriggled to try to loosen it but it was stuck tight mechanically gulping every second or so tugging at her breast.
"Slock!"
