Partners
Chapter 1-Day One
"Honey, I'm home." Robert walked into his huge suburban home after
returning from an extended business trip. He was the founder, and chief
executive, at a large financial company.
"Honey, it's me." He looked around quizzically. His wife stayed home
with their three daughters, and her car was still in the drive, he couldn't
figure out where she'd be.
Robert walked into the kitchen and opened the oven. There wasn't
anything cooking.
"Susan, Jamie, Melissa?" He called out into the empty house. Even the
dog wasn't there to greet him. "Are you girls around?" Robert walked into the
den and tossed his jacket over the chair.
"Girls? Anybody home?" Robert walked back into the family room. He
thought maybe they were at the neighbors, or around the block? Robert looked
out into the backyard. There was a high privacy fence on either side of the
yard, forest buffeted the back of the property. There wasn't anybody in the
pool.
SportsCenter was on, and if the girls weren't around, he could catch it
on the big TV.
As he picked up the remote from the end table he noticed the videotape on
his footstool. His heart stopped as he picked it up. There was a note on the
tape:
WATCH THIS BUDDY!
He couldn't breathe as he inserted the tape into the VCR. The screen
was filled with snow for a few minutes, and then a face appeared on the screen.
A face he thought he'd never see again. It was his ex-partner Rod. Rod was his
ex-partner because he was supposed to be dead. Robert had arranged it, he
thought he'd...
"Hello Robert old Buddy. Guess you're surprised to see me? I would be
too if I were you. After all, isn't that what you'd paid those fellows to do,
to kill me? Hey, they almost succeeded." The camera zoomed in on his neck.
There was a grotesque scar across the skin.
"Next time, you want to hire somebody who makes sure. After all, I was
always the resilient one, remember?" The camera zoomed out as he lifted his
T-Shirt. "I guess I have you to thank for this too!" There was another huge
scar across his belly.
"They tried Robert, they really did, left me for dead in a ditch and all.
In a way, I'm thankful to you. Had your boys not done such a poor job in trying
to off me, I wouldn't have met my friends here." The camera spun around and
showed a room full of bikers, huge, hairy, tattooed, wild looking bikers. They
all stood around in some old warehouse.
"These fellows are going to help me make it all up to you Buddy. Sorry
about the poor production quality of the tape, we're going to have too much fun
to worry about the quality of the editing till later. Maybe we'll send you a
finished copy at the end. You're family will be stars by then, and we'll all be
happy?" Robert's breath stopped and he went pale, he nearly passed out.
"Oh, that's right, I haven't told you the good part yet. I have your
lovely wife and daughters with me." The camera panned out and took in the rest
of the warehouse. Robert could see his naked wife, and his daughters, but he
didn't want to believe what he saw.
The camera moved in on the tear stained face of his wife. She was
beautiful, at 37 she kept herself in great shape. She was 5'7" tall and had
been a teenage beauty queen. She'd retained the looks of a beauty even after
she'd given birth to their 3 daughters. She swam miles in the pool to keep her
figure svelte and toned. A rope dug into her mouth acting as a gag. Robert
could see the drool running down her cheeks. Her forearms were tied down to the
arms of the chair. Her feet were spread and tied to either leg of the chair.
The camera zoomed in to show a close up of her pussy. She sat in a pool of
liquid.
Rod leaned down into the lens, blocking out the image of Roberts wife as
he talked into the camera.
"Your wife had a little accident, oops. Viper was a little careless
with the knife." The camera focused in on his wife's hips, and then up to her
breasts. There were thin red cuts on her skin where the knife had been used to
cut off her clothes. Rod took center stage on the screen and began talking
again.
"I'll be more careful with your daughters." The camera moved to a table
on which all three girls laid. Each was hogtied. Their wrists were pulled
behind their backs and their ankles were tied to their wrists. The each girl's
knees were lifted up off the table slightly, and their chest's were arched up
due to the tie job. They were gagged with pieces of cloth. The three could
have passed for triplets had it not been for their size difference. They were
all blond like their mother. Susan, the oldest, her breasts had grown ample.
Not excessively large, but nothing to complain about. Jamie and Melissa would
probably develop similarly as they filled out. Each of the girls had the same
facial features, there were no inherent flaws. Susan was already the lust
object of all her classmates, and older college boys alike. Jamie and Melissa
were already learning the ropes of how to use boys to get what they wanted. The
three girls looked like young Barbie dolls, perfect copies of their mother.
"I think we should take the gags out and hear them sing. They had such
beautiful voices. Remember when we all used to sing Christmas carols around
your living room?" He pulled the gags out of girls' mouths one by one. They
were on the table next to each other. As he removed the gags each girl began
screaming. Rod allowed it for a minute, then smacked the oldest girl with an
open hand.
"Be quiet my darlings, it's going to be a long night, and you want to
save those pretty voices till you really need it."
Rod walked where the girls could be seen on the table behind him and
Robert's wife could be seen over his other shoulder.
"Let's get down to business Robert. I'm not even going to go into how
mean it was of you to try and kill me." Robert saw the man step back, he held a
large knife in his hand and reached down to Susan, Robert's oldest daughter.
Her head spun wildly when she felt the cold metal touch her thigh and move up
under her shorts. She began shaking and screaming madly.
"I just want what is-"The man's voice couldn't be heard over the girl's
screams. The one side of her shorts were slit open.
"Sorry Robert, one second." He turned and knelt down in front of the
oldest daughter. He cupped her chin in his hand.
"Susan my dear, if you move around too much, I might just slip and cut
you. I'm sure you wouldn't want that to happen, now would you? And, if you
keep screaming, your dad won't be able to hear my instructions, and I guess he
won't be able to save that pretty body of yours. Understand?" Susan babbled
incoherently as he let go of her chin and walked back in front of the camera.
Rod handed off the knife to Viper, one of the biker gang members. Susan didn't
scream anymore as the other side of her shorts were away cut and then pulled
from her body, leaving her only in her pink panties.
"Sorry for the interruption Robert, let's get back to our talk. Now,
where were we? Oh, that's right. I was telling you about how I'm not even
going to ask one cent for you trying to kill me, I just want what's mine. After
all, it was me who worked 90-100 hrs a week to promote the business while you
went home to your beautiful wife and fucked her brains out." He lifted his
right arm and pointed to Robert's wife naked in the chair behind him. "And you
had that time to produce these lovely girls." He raised his left hand and
pointed to the three beauties hogtied on the table. Susan was now only in her
bra and panties, Jamie had had her shorts removed. Susan's large breasts were
squeezed tight into her bra and bulged against the table.
"Oh, I'll give you your due, it was your idea, and your capital, but it
was my hard work that made for the ultimate success of the company, so all I
want is my half."
Robert's youngest daughter, the 13yr Melissa began screaming behind the
man on the screen.
"Looking at the newspaper Robert, the-"
"Damnit Viper, will you shut her up, I'm trying to discuss business with
their dad right now!" Robert saw the huge tattooed man with the knife move away
from his work, cutting off Susan's panties, and stood in front of Melissa. With
a heavy backhand he slapped her across the face and she went quiet.
"Thanks Viper! Robert, let me continue, looking at the valuation of
your, oops, I mean our company. With the assets, and expected revenues, I
wager, conservatively of course, its worth, oh, let's got with a round number
and say around $110M? Would you agree with me? Well, as partners, I guess that
means my share is about $55M, so, to cut to the point of all this, I want my
share, my half. My deserved share of our company."
"But I can't-"
"Relax Bob, I know you can't come up with that kind of cash right away,
so, I have some entertainment planned to keep your family occupied." The camera
zoomed past the man and focused on Robert's now naked daughters as they lay
hogtied on the table. They didn't scream, but Robert could hear their sobbing.
The camera moved back to Rod. "My, they are a beautiful set. I would
really hate to see anything happen to them, don't you agree?" Screams erupted
in the background. The camera panned over and focused in on Susan's prone body.
There was a woman behind Susan with a hand up between her legs, the woman's
fingers were probing Susan's sex. The woman pulled her fingers out, smiled at
Rod and gave the thumbs down sign.
"Oh Robert, I'm sorry. Your little Susan isn't a virgin. I would love
to take the responsibility, I mean, I'd have loved to claim that I rammed my
cock in her virgin hole, but she did that all on her own, so don't blame us.
Maybe it was in your bed when you and the wife were out of town? Do you think?
Have you been watching the boys she's been dating lately?"
That camera flashed again to the woman, she was between Jamie's legs.
Jamie's head was turned trying to see, she was screaming like a banshee. The
woman flashed the thumbs up sign.
"Oh, good news Robert, Jamie is still a virgin. That's good, 15, no,
what, 14 and 1/2 year old. That's far too young to start having sex, at least
with those horny high school boys."
Robert heard Melissa screaming. The camera focused in on her contorted
face as she tried to twist back and see what was happening between her legs.
The camera moved up slightly and showed the woman groping the young girl. The
woman smiled and flashed another thumbs up.
"Thumbs up Robert, I'm so glad. 13 is much too young to be having sex,
and 2 out of 3, that isn't bad. I suppose that says something good about your
parenting skills? Keeping them away from sex and all?" The camera focused in
on Rod's face. Melissa's babbling could be heard behind him.
"Don't worry, we won't rape your virginal little girls, not yet. Raping
them, isn't in the program till day two or three, so you have time. I'll even
be a good guy and not take Susan till later, even though she has experience
already." He tilted his head to the side. "Then again? Oh, I don't know,
we'll do it impulsively. Too much planning otherwise, that was never my strong
suit, remember?" He smiled, it was contrived, but appeared completely natural.
That's what had made Rod such a force in the business.
"But your wife on the other hand?" The camera moved to the left and the
bound woman on the chair. Her breasts shook as she sobbed.
The camera panned back and took in the crowd of waiting bikers. They
had begun removing their clothes. Robert heard his daughters begin screaming
again. Then he heard three distinct smacks and they went quiet.
"My, my Robert, look at those cocks. Has your wife ever had anything
that big? Don't forget, we used to play racquetball together at the club, so I
know yours isn't that size. Even after a cold shower, shrinkage wouldn't
account for that much size loss.
The camera focused in on one man's huge cock, he wasn't hard yet, and
still it hung like a horses.
"And Robert, Monster isn't even here yet, is he boys?" The crowd of men
roared no.
"Robert, you'll even have to be impressed when Monster shows up. I know
your tastes definitely run to women, but boys will be boys, we're always
comparing ourselves at some level, and Monster's cock, I'm sure you'll even have
to let out a gasp when you see it. Just think what your wife would be letting
out when she sees him?" The camera focused back on Robert's terrified wife.
Tears rolled down her face. Her make up streaked.
"But Robert, as you've seen, the guys, they're not hard yet, and you're
wife, she's going to be too busy on her back to get them ready." Rod walked to
the table where Robert's daughters lay hogtied. His hips came to the level of
their faces.
"My, my, my, the perfect height Robert. I think we've solved our
problem. Have you ever heard of fluffers Robert? Oh, I'm sure you have, those
girls on porno sets who get the guys hard off camera. It looks like we have
three fluffers right here ready and waiting." All three girls blubbered
incoherently, Susan the loudest, she knew what was going to happen.
"Well, let me get this out before I become too aroused to continue.
After all, didn't you used to say that I always thought with my prick?" He
unzipped his pants and let them fall to the floor. His large cock flopped out,
standing erect, jutting from his body. He was standing right before Susan, her
eyes locked on the raging prick, Jamie and Melissa screamed in the background.
"You know, the gang, they were kind enough to vote me first dibs on each
of the girls, so here it goes." He slammed forward into Susan's waiting mouth.
Bound the way she was, there was nothing she could do to escape. Rod moaned in
pleasure as Susan's tight, unwilling, mouth took in his member.
Robert could hear Susan gagging as Rod pulled free from her mouth and
looked back at the camera.
"$55M Robert, I want it, and I want it soon. I don't know, or care how
you get it." He slammed forward into Jamie's mouth. Her face went red as he
was impaled in her throat. Rod moaned, arching his head back, he savored her
young mouth on his virile cock. He pulled out quickly and turned to the camera.
"Almost lost it there Robert. You've got some good young cocksuckers
here." He reached down and took Melissa's head in his hand and turned her face
so she was looking at the camera. Tears streamed down her cheeks, her eyes were
puffy from crying.
"Robert, let me be serious for a second. In time, I, and the gang, we
will grow tired of fucking your little princesses." He squeezed Melissa's jaw
in his fingers, the red marks were visible on her skin when she finally opened
her mouth and screamed. Rod buried his cock in her mouth in an instant. He
slammed forward, cutting all of her oxygen off for a second before he pulled out
and let go of her jaw.
"And, when we get tired of sex, well, I guess the only thing that will
be fun anymore is to see blood." He ran his finger over Melissa's cheek, then
moved to his own throat and ran his hand over the scar.
"So, I hope I've made my position clear? I want the money soon. I know
you can't do it by tomorrow, so we'll have our little fun today, and then, in
tomorrow's tape, I'll tell you how to contact me."
"Oh, one more thing, I'm sure you've figured this out already, but don't
go to the cops, and don't think you can find us. You'd better worry more about
getting your hands on the money." From beneath the table he lifted the family's
small dog and pulled out a knife.
"This is a warning to you Robert, and," He looked down at the girls,
their wide, terrified eyes stared up at him in silence. "Girls, don't even
think about biting any of the gentlemen who have so magnanimously donated their
cocks to giving your daddy a show." He slit the throat of the yelping dog.
Blood shot everywhere and the girls started screaming. Blood poured from the
dog's neck before he tossed it off camera. His grin was maniacal. With bloody
hands he touched each of the hogtied girl's foreheads. They tried to recoil
from his touch, but couldn't. A bright red mark was left on their foreheads
from the dog's blood.
"Oh, Robert. Sit back, watch, enjoy." He took a towel Viper had
offered and cleaned his hands of the blood. "I know you wouldn't want to miss
today's show. So, sit back in that expensive chair and enjoy." Behind Rod,
Robert could see his wife being untied from the chair. Four men held her limbs
tight as she thrashed around. They easily carried her to an old mattress thrown
on the floor to the right his daughters. The rope gag was pulled free of her
mouth and she began screaming. The men held her down, one at each ankle pulling
them wide to the floor. Two held her arms above her head.
"Robert, looks like your darling is almost ready." The man turned from
the camera and bent down to talk to the girls on the table one more time.
Robert couldn't hear exactly what he said, but he did see the bloody blade
brought to Jamie's neck. Robert turned up the volume on the TV, but he could
only make out a little over their blubbering.
"You...not....think....I'll...kill.......Understand..." Rod turned back
to the camera after giving his little pep talk to the girls.
"Robert, I think we're about ready for the show." The camera panned out
taking in his whole body. His prick was large and erect.
"As you can see, with the help of your little girls, I'm just about
ready to fuck your wife," he paused dramatically, running his hand through
Melissa's hair, "but I really, I have to feel your little girl's mouth around my
cock once again." He bellied up to Melissa and thrust his cock in her face.
Initially she tried to clamp her jaw shut, then Rod bent down, whispered in her
ear and squeezed shut her nostrils. Closing her eyes, the girl reluctantly
opened her mouth and Rod thrust forward. Robert watched the large cock slide
into her gagging mouth. She tried to recoil, but Rod put his hand behind her
head and pulled her forward over his member.
His partner turned his head to the camera while he was still impaled in
Melissa's mouth.
"It's not much work for her now Robert, I'm already hard and ready to
go, but later, after my guys have all cum once or twice in your wife's pussy,
you're little girls," he ran his hand through Melissa's hair, "later, this'll
be an important job." He pulled out of Melissa's mouth. Saliva trailed over
the head of his cock down over her chin.
Robert cringed as Rod slammed his cock back in Melissa's mouth. Her
face was red. He grasped the back of her head and forced himself completely in
the girl's mouth. Robert didn't know how it was possible. He could see the
bulge in her throat, she looked so small.
He pulled out of Melissa's mouth and turned once again to the camera.
His prick was wet with the salvia of Robert's youngest daughter.
"Now for the real show Buddy. I do hope you enjoy, I know I will." He
fisted his erect cock. "Think about how to get that money, and, oh, I suggest
you watch the whole of the videos we send. I wouldn't want you to miss any of
the good stuff. We might have to mix in some really interesting scenes near the
end to keep you tuned in."
Rod saluted the camera and walked to where Robert's wife was being held
down. Her arms and legs were pinned to the ground by four naked, massive,
tattooed men. As Rod moved closer Roberts wife screamed louder and louder. She
had lain in shocked horror when her girls had been forced to suck his cock.
She'd laid with her head raised, eyes wide, mouth gaping watching her daughters
oral rapes, now she screamed as Robert's old partner fell to his knees between
her spread legs. She fought in earnest against the men holding her, the muscles
of her arms and legs bulged as she fought for all she was worth to prevent the
inevitable rape, but still she couldn't move. They held her fast to the old
dirty mattress.
Robert saw his old partner lift his hips and then drive forward into his
wife. Her shrieks cut through the room, even on the tape they were unbearable.
Robert knew she'd been faithful to him, and he might have been the only man
she'd ever slept with, till now.
The tape continued to roll, there were no sounds. The room was silent
minus his wife's screams and the blubbering of his daughters in the background.
The camera panned to catch their horrified faces of his daughters eyes locked on
the rape of their mother.
Rod, Robert's former partner, bellowed out and slammed into his wife,
filling her with his seed. The muscles of his legs and back rippled as he made
his waning thrusts into the pinned woman. He collapsed on her body when he was
spent.
Rod remained laying on her for a few minutes, savoring her tortured body
beneath him. He stood slowly, and walked in front of the camera. He did
nothing to cover his nakedness, his cock was no longer rock hard, but was still
substantially erect. He patted each of Robert's daughters on the head as he
moved past them. Their eyes were glued to his groin, the weapon, that had just
raped their mother. Tears blurred their vision.
"Man she's a good fuck Robert, you were a lucky man." He paused, acting
as though he was trying to catch his breath. "Hard work, I think I'm done for
awhile. I think I'll let my friends begin." He lifted his hand, beckoning them
forward. The rumble began behind the camera.
"Enjoy the show Robert. Make sure you watch it all, I wouldn't want you
to miss a second. And once the tape is over, I suggest you get your ass moving
on my money." He took a step back and rested his hand on Susan's head. She
tried to recoil but couldn't. "Because, soon enough it will be Susan over there
on the mattress, then Jamie" He moved to Jamie and ran his hand through her
hair. "And then, finally, your little darling Melissa." He reached up under
her arched body and grabbed her nipple. "We'll have our fun, but I don't know
if they'll like it that much?"
The camera was jostled and as men moved into the frame.
"It's been fun Robert, but the boys are getting impatient" Rod wiped
away a tear from Melissa's cheek. "I can certainly see why, the girls have work
to do, and I suppose we should let them get started." Rod stopped talking and
immediately the camera was blocked by huge naked men moving to the hogtied
girls. The image cleared as the men formed a line and buried their cocks in the
prone girl's mouths. Robert's wife, still held down by the four men, screamed
as she saw her daughters violated again. The muscles and veins of her neck
bulged as she lifted her head trying to watch the vile display playing out
before her.
One of the men quickly pulled out of Susan's mouth and bolted to where
Robert's wife lay. He viciously pounced on her body and slammed into her. It
took mere seconds before he came deep in her belly.
As soon as the first man was through, another man left the warm confines
of Robert's daughter's mouth and was on his wife. An orderly procession began.
As soon as a void appeared it was filled. Robert watched with horrified
attention as one man after another thrust their rampant cocks into his
daughter's mouths then fell on his wife's body, slamming in her without mercy.
After the first 15 or 20 men had used his wife the men holding her arms
and legs were replaced and they too took their turns.
Robert couldn't believe what he was watching. One after another the men
appeared. When the procession of men grew tired of using his wife on her back,
she was forced over onto her belly. She was made to kneel as the men started
taking her mouth and ass in unison. After awhile they didn't even have to hold
her down. The men, one after another, exploded their cum in her mouth, ass, and
pussy. A few of the men couldn't hold their passions and came in his daughters
mouths.
As the tape wound down less men appeared to take his wife until finally
the procession ceased and she collapsed on the soiled mattress. The camera
began moving, first to his daughters. One by one the camera focused on them.
Their heads hung limp over the edge of the table. Lines of cum hung from their
mouths. The cameraman grabbed each girl by the hair and held up their faces.
Their lips were swollen and stained with cum. The cum pooled in the bottom of
their mouth's and around their tongues. They were too worn, and beaten, to
scream anymore. Their eyes were bloodshot and glassed over.
Down the line the cameraman moved, one by one he lifted their heads.
When he got to Melissa, the youngest, she looked the worst for wear. Men had
fought to use her tight, virginal mouth. Scratches were visible on her neck
where the men's nails held her head over their cocks.
The cameraman walked to where Robert's wife lay. Slowly he moved up her
body with the camera. She lay on her stomach in the spent pools of cum. Her
feet, her calves, the cameraman moved up her body till he was zooming in on her
ass. He grabbed her leg and pulled it wide. She put up no resistance as he
flopped her leg to the side. He focused in on her anus, cum seeped from the
hole. The initial bloody evidence of her first penetration had been erased by
cum.
Robert heard the limp thud as his wife's body was rolled over onto her
back. She didn't protest, she didn't speak or scream. Only the sound of her
coughing and gagging could be heard on the tape.
The camera focused on the confluence of her legs. Her labia were red
and swollen. Cum oozed from her sex.
The camera moved up over her body, to her belly, then her breasts. Her
breasts were red and scratched. Men's hands had groped and squeezed them as she
was fucked. Her nipples were stained with blood. Her whole body rippled when
she coughed.
The camera moved further up, to her face. Her nose was bloodied, Robert
cringed, but it was her mouth that took all his attention. It looked like she
was frothing. Rivers of cum poured from her mouth. Out the sides of her gaping
mouth, down over her cheeks. Each time she coughed more cum spurted up from her
belly, boiling over, bubbling, and then rolling down her cheeks in a disgusting
viscous stream.
There was a scream from behind the camera, then a naked body was carried
past the camera to the mother. Robert couldn't tell at first, but then he
recognized the body as his youngest, Melissa. Her still bound body was carried
by two men. She was set down on her mother. Robert's partner stood over the
girl. She didn't scream, but tried to call out to her unresponsive mother
beneath her.
Rod pulled Melissa's head back by her ponytail. "Help your mommy out
with that cum Melissa, I think she's had too much." The cameraman got down on
the floor beside the mattress. Melissa was reluctant to do what the man said,
but he forced her mouth down over her mother's mouth.
"Lick it all up girl." Melissa had already had the men cum in her
mouth, but this was different. One of the other girls screamed behind the
camera and Melissa looked back. Her eyes shot open, Robert didn't know what was
happening, but his youngest started licking the cum from his wife's face in
earnest, lapping like a cat.
The video continued for another five minutes. Five minutes of Melissa
licking cum from every inch of her mother's body. The cameraman zoomed in
showing the revolting display of the 13 year old sucking the cum from her
mother's body.
Rod got in front of the camera and started talking. In the background
Robert could see Melissa vomiting.
"Well partner, guess that's enough for tonight. Don't worry, we'll keep
your girls safe, and occupied. Go into the office and start working on the
money Buddy. I highly recommend you work fast. You never know when the gang
will lose patience."
The camera moved to his wife, and Melissa on the floor. Robert could
see the muscles of Melissa's back contract as she continued to dry heave trying
to expel all the cum she'd swallowed.
The screen went to snow and the tape stopped. Robert just sat there
staring at the blank screen wanting to cry. He couldn't move.
Robert sat in shock for an hour staring blindly at the snow of the TV
screen. He was tempted to rewind the tape and press play, hoping it had all
been a figment of his imagination. He'd been spending so much time on the road
with work the idea was alluring, but deep down he knew it wouldn't happen. He
knew he had hired the sleazy men to kill his partner. He knew he should have
made more of an effort to know with certainty that they'd done the job and
killed Rod. When the body hadn't been discovered, he'd assumed, or at least
deluded himself, into the belief that animals had taken the body, or perhaps
that nature had reclaimed its own, but he should have known. He should have
made sure. Maybe it had been guilt that had prevented him from finding out for
certain. Guilt cause he knew it had been Rod, Rod Simpson, and not him that
grew the company. Robert, he couldn't deal with that fact still. The company
had been his idea, his money. He'd struggled to keep the company afloat for 5
years before Rod came on board, and Rod had taken his ideas and turned the
company into an industry leader, Rod and not him.
Robert tried to go through his papers, trying to figure out where he
could come up with the cash, but like most companies, his company's wealth, or
value, was on paper, and not very liquid. Before long he'd pulled a bottle from
the cupboard and drank till he was incapacitated. He awoke hung over and barely
made it to the office.
