Chapter 3 - Scooped!
Chrissy peeled off her slightly soiled panties and tossed them carelessly on
the floor. Putting out for the network vice-president had been hard work. An
older man, it had taken him forever to come. She was almost falling asleep by
the time he got around to it. She sighed. The young ones were too fast and the
old ones were too slow.
She stepped into the bathroom and turned on the shower. The shower drowned
out all noise. As a result, Chrissy heard nothing to alarm her.
A short time later, the lovely newsreader stepped out of the hotel shower,
gloriously naked. She towelled herself dry and wrapped a large, pink, fluffy
towel around her delectable bare bod and began to blow dry her flowing silken
hair. Again, over the noise from the dryer, Chrissy could hear nothing alarming.
They took her when she stepped out of the bathroom.
Two members of the Snatch Team grabbed her slim arms, while another jerked
away her pink, fluffy towel. All her goodies, wiggling and jiggling
delightfully, were unveiled. Chrissy opened her mouth to scream. Her soiled
panties were jammed between her parted lips and taped in place. Chrissy was
thrown roughly onto the bed.
Strong hands gripped her by her slim wrists and shapely ankles and
spread-eagled her naked body on the bed. Her dainty ankles were spread wide and
the first rapist eagerly clambered aboard. Her deep blue eyes opened wide and
she screamed into her panties as he crudely penetrated her. He was the first of
many hard, horny rapists...
The woman who was to impersonate her for a few days, to confuse the trail
hopelessly, put on the blond wig and the dark, wrap-around sunglasses. She
sorted through Chrissy's clothes while lovely Chrissy squealed on the bed,
opening her holes to the boys. She paused for a moment to watch Chrissy being
groped and squeezed while she was being pumped. There was no hurry in picking
out what to wear. Chrissy's flight didn't leave until the next morning. Young
Chrissy was in superb physical condition, bucking and twisting violently, but
she was no match for the team of hard, horny rapists who were obviously enjoying
her lithe, squirming body and her sweaty, futile struggles.
They flipped her onto her belly, spread her legs wide and twisted her
perfect feet, pigeon-toed inwards so that she couldn't clench her buttocks.
Chrissy squealed like a boiled pig as the first greased weiner opened her
rectum.
There was no one in the adjoining rooms. Courtesy of a little computer
hacking into the hotel's database, the highly photogenic beauty had been given a
room isolated from the rest, so that the Snatch Team could put her through her
paces without disturbing the other guests. Some of them couldn't wait and were
rubbing their swollen dicks in her pretty, tear-stained face, spraying cum into
her silken blond hair. It was going to be a long, hard, sticky night for the
naked newsreader.
In the small hours of the morning, the Snatch Team were sated. A shiny
hypodermic needle was jabbed into her sweaty, sperm-soaked buttock and lovely
Chrissy was sedated. Her luscious lips were untaped. Saliva soaked panties were
lovingly extracted from her slackly gaping mouth. Her unconscious, cum-sticky
body was folded into a small packing case and taken down to the loading dock of
the hotel. Poor, pulchritudinous Chrissy was whisked to the airport to begin her
long flight to mainland China and Mei Ling's strenuous regime.
