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February 22, 2017, 01:11:31 AM

Offline Britney Stevens

Britney checked her hair in the mirror.

Her cute shoulder-length blonde hair had been pulled back into a bun. Her shapely figure was poured into a cute striped mini-skirt with heels, with her full, round breasts strained against the thin fabric of a white button-down blouse.  She swiveled her hips left and right to check her figure, and was pleased with what she saw.

It had been a long time since she had dressed so professionally. Gone was the ponytail and the short, pleated cheerleader skirt she typically wore. Today she was testifying in the trial of notorious mob boss Mario Dino, a brutal criminal whose thugs had sown fear across the city for years. Her investigations had led to the arrest of five of his henchmen, and today was the sentencing phase of the trial. She was the prosecutions key witness.

Britney grabbed her handbag, smoothed her short skirt, and stepped into the Courthouse hallway. Members of the press were lining up for the verdict, and in a few minutes all of these cameras would be on her. Britney smiled at the thought. This was the chance she'd always wanted. Finally her dream of becoming a 'true journalist' was coming true. She would be on television, and her body of work would get the attention it deserved!

"Stevens... Miss Britney Stevens" The bailiff called into the hallway. Swallowing hard, Britney clenched her fists and stepped forward with a smile. It was showtime -- all eyes would be on her!


Meanwhile, across the city Mob Boss Mario Dino was cursing up a firestorm. 

The trial had not gone as planned.  The evidence presented by the perky blonde in the short skirt was too much for his high-paid lawyers to overcome.  All the men in the jury couldn't stop looking at the shapely ass of the state's star witness. When she turned to face them, they just nodded their heads and smiled back.

Her meddling had led to the arrest of five of his best men. He couldn't risk losing them to prison for twenty years. More importantly, Dino was fighting dissension in the ranks.  Some were questioning his ability to lead. It was time for him to show strength - and send a brutal message to bring them back in line. Even if the girl had to pay the price.

Angrily, he picked up the phone. "Bruno. This is Dino. I've got a job for you."


February 22, 2017, 04:15:35 AM
Reply #1

Offline vile8r

Yay! Britney: Cheerleader Reporter is BACK! Our favorite sexy blonde journalist is getting herself into another bad situation, apparently she didn't learn her lesson the LAST time! I eagerly await for more!

February 24, 2017, 12:33:37 AM
Reply #2

Offline Britney Stevens

Bruno Salazar scowled as Britney was escorted into the courtroom.

This was the moment everyone had been waiting for. All eyes were one the toned curves of the athletic 20-year old cheerleader who had brought down Mario Dino's top enforcers.  Every man in the room couldn't help but watch the narrow waist and the form-fitting short skirt of the pretty co-ed as she took her seat beside the defense.  A lock of her long blond hair slipped out of her bun, and fell down onto her face in a most attractive way. Reporters snapped her photo as she brushed it away, smiling momentarily at the cameras.

"Stuck up bitch", Bruno muttered to the tall, muscular black man beside him. Victor nodded angrily. The trial had not gone well for either of them, and now he and three of his accomplices were facing twenty years in federal prison - all because of the testimony of a meddling college co-ed. Bruno stared at her full, high breasts and smooth thighs. "Lock her alone in a cell with the five of us -- and then we'll see justice!"

The judge hammered his gavel and the crowd grew silent. His eyes smiled as he turned to the pretty blonde just a few feet away from him. Her lawyer roes "The prosecution calls Britney Stevens to the stand."


Britney felt everyone's eyes on her - and she loved it.

She was used to working a crowd as a cheerleader: winking at the crowd, smiling at a cute boy in front row. She knew what it took to keep everyone's attention on her. This was not that different. She made eye contact with each male juror, flirting just a little as she made her statement. She was pleased to see them all smile back.

" citizen of this city should be forced to live in fear. That's why I set up cameras outside the shops being threatened by Bruno Salazar and his men. Who knew it would capture them in the act...?"

As always, Britney felt the eyes of all the men on her shapely figure. She smiled to herself. If only they knew the expensive lace lingerie she had bought the previous day at the mall, and was wearing underneath her outfit. The daring cut of the brassiere and high-cut thong panties made her feel adventurous and grown-up. She owned the room.

"...but capture them it did. Beating the shop owner nearly to death, taking cash from the register, and setting the building on fire. These men...." Britney pointed right at Bruno, "...are MONSTERS! i recommend the maximum sentence!"

At that moment, Bruno decided. If he or his men EVER got their hands on this over-confident do-gooder, he would make her suffer long and hard, and make sure the world never heard from her again!


February 27, 2017, 01:09:12 AM
Reply #3

Offline Britney Stevens

It was no surprise to the crowd when the judge announced the maximum sentence.

"Twenty years in the federal penitentiary" he intoned, his cold stare falling on the five stoic, muscular men. Only Bruno Salazar met his stern gaze, his lips curled into a hateful snarl. "Without parole." He pounded the gavel. "Court adjourned".

At the sound of the gavel, the bailiff and the sheriff's men ordered the men to stand, their wrists and ankles still shackled, and pushed them roughly out the door.  Bruno glanced back at the shapely blonde Britney in the front row, her blue eyes flashing a victorious smile at the handsome lawyer who had led the prosecution team.

Just then, the police officer escorting him pushed something into his hand. Bruno felt the object, and looked down in surprise. It was a key. He glanced back at the officer, who nodded knowingly. "Route 15 by the cement factory. There will be a car waiting. 8 o'clock tonight." Suddenly, he realized. Dino was getting them free. He had a plan.

Bruno grunted, nodded imperceptibly with a smile to the corrupt officer.


Britney's testimony had been solid, and her innocent good looks was all the jury and the press wanted to talk about. 

Outside the courtroom, the press waited to take her picture, and Britney knew it, so she took an extra minute to check her hair and collect her thoughts. This was it - the big time!  She would finally get recognition for something beyond her high kicks and killer cheerleader routines. She had cracked the biggest story of the year - and beaten the Mob. What's more, the cute lawyer who had been flirting with her during the trial had worked up the nerve to ask her out. She had a date!

"Miss Stevens" Britney turned to the man in a suit and sunglasses next to her. She didn't recognize him, but then she had met so many people in the crowd, This was all happening so fast! "Your legal team has asked that I escort you."

Britney smiled, picking up her designer purse, and following him quickly.  She stepped through the doors of the courtroom, but the Press was at the opposite end of the hall. "I'm sorry, is this the right way?  I think they were asking me to make a statement..." she wondered.  Her guide pulled her quickly through a back stairway. "This way, Miss Stevens."

In less than a minute, they emerged from a door at the back of the courthouse building into a narrow alleyway. A large black sedan was parked, nearly filling the quiet alley. There was no one on the street. Britney was confused, and looked around uncertain, "I'm sorry, I don't think this is the right way--"

Suddenly, a strong arm seized her around her slim waist, pinning her arms behind her back. A thick white cloth covered her face, smothering her open mouth and nose with the sticky-sweet smell of chloroform.

"MMMMM-RRRFFFF!!!!" Britney's eyes went wide as her guide suddenly became her attacker. Her long legs kicked and squirmed, her body squirming desperately against his firm, muscular arms. Her breasts bounced as her upper body twisted and tugged, trying to free her arms pinned tightly against her body. She struggled to find air, but with each breath she inhaled the chemical which only made her more sleepy.

"Sshhhhhh...shhhh... Miss Stevens... too late to fight now... Dino's got a contract on you..." The man was saying with a grin, enjoying the soft curves of her weakening body held firmly against his. His hands groped for a moment her full, perky breasts, massaging them roughly in his large hands. She could no longer fight. The alleyway was spinning, her eyes rolled, and her arms drooped to her side.

The man held her for one final instant, his hot breath against her ear, as she slipped into darkness. His final, mocking words rang ominously in her ear as her eyelids fell shut. " are so fucked!"


February 27, 2017, 03:16:24 AM
Reply #4

Offline vile8r

Yep Britney! Like the man said, " You are SO fucked!"

Great set-up! She'll be all ready for when Bruno and his men arrive!

February 28, 2017, 06:43:03 AM
Reply #5

Offline Britney Stevens

The escape plan had worked perfectly.

Halfway to the federal penitentiary, Bruno Salazar and his men were able to overcome the guard. Using his gun, they took over the prison bus, forced the driver out, and took off southwest of the city.   They drove on the back roads so as not to be seen, watching each corner for the police cars they knew might be following them. There was none.

On a barren strip of highway 15, forty miles from the city, Bruno pulled the bus onto a spur where a single black sedan was waiting. A black-suited man in sunglasses was leaning against the car, smoking, nodded to them as they arrived. He motioned to them to pull in and move the bus off the road and out of sight. The men grabbed makeshift weapons.

"You with Dino?" he asked the man as he descended  from the bus with his men. Always suspicious, he didn't want to appear ungrateful to his long-time employer.  The man nodded. "There are bags with a change of clothes in the car, directions to a cabin where Dino wants you to hide out for a few days. You follow his instructions, he'll bring you fake IDs. You've been loyal to him -- he rewards loyalty."

"What instructions?" Bruno snarled. He'd been caged up for too long. "What are we supposed to do in a remote cabin for a few days?" The man in black smiled. He crushed out his cigarette, and walked towards the back of the car.

"There's a little - entertainment - in the trunk" He put the key in the trunk and popped it open.

The men gasped.  There in front of them, helpless and bound, was the curvaceous body they had watched for weeks during the trial. Bound painfully with tight ropes around her elbows and wrists, she squirmed uncomfortably, her upper body curved her into an arched position. Several buttons in her white satin top had popped open from her struggles, revealing the firm curves of her young breasts and delicate white lace of a brassiere beneath. Her pencil skirt was torn, hiked up roughly by her captor, revealing smooth hips that twisted softly as she tugged on additional ropes around her toned legs and ankles. She moaned and twisted slowly, each move revealing a glimpse of the expensive lace panties and thigh-high stockings she had worn at the trial just that morning.  A black bag was over her head, her voice was strangely muffled.

"Are you shittin' me?" Victor said, next to Bruno, "No way that's the bitch cheerleader?"

The man in sunglasses simply smiled, grabbed the black bag, and pulled it unceremoniously off the girl's head.  The bright blue eyes of Britney Stevens blinked nervously with the sudden light, slowly adjusting - then widening as she saw the five men standing over her, grinning lasciviously. "Mmm-MMFFF?" she said at first, her voice muffled by several layers of thick packing between her teeth. A large white over-the-mouth gag covered the lower part of her face, knotted tightly behind the back of her neck, so tight that her cheeks were puffed uncomfortably. The men laughed she slowly realized how desperate her situation had become. She recognized them, her eyes resting on the scowling, powerful Bruno. She looked around in fear, testing the tight ropes, screaming in a voice that could barely be heard just a few feet away. "MMMMMMMRRRFFFFFF!!!"

"Boss wants her dealt with" he said to the surprised Bruno, "but take your time. Make her pay for what she did to you and the guys. But he doesn't want her dead - at least not until he gives the word."

Both of the men looked back at the desperate, squirming package. Bruno's men teased and  taunted the helpless girl, running their hands up her exposed thighs, fondling her breasts, lifting her skirt. She screamed and tried to twist away with each touch, but there were too many of them, and soon her cries were pitiful pleas for help.

"Give our thanks to Dino" Bruno grinned. "We're going to enjoy this."


February 28, 2017, 01:27:46 PM
Reply #6

Offline vile8r

Yes yes yes! Playtime is about to begin!

February 28, 2017, 02:40:21 PM
Reply #7

Offline gscmar64

great buildup Britney! love it now are you going to make have them make her report on her abuse by them?

February 28, 2017, 03:46:06 PM
Reply #8

Offline Britney Stevens

Hmmm.... interesting idea gms! You ARE so devious! *smiles*

Stay tuned! 

XOXO Britney

March 01, 2017, 11:30:21 AM
Reply #9

Offline gscmar64

Oh tell me you plan on having them appeal her sentence for getting off lightly to  to a 'harder" experiennce!

March 02, 2017, 10:32:44 AM
Reply #10

Offline vile8r

Mmmmmm can't wait to read about them stripping her naked!

July 22, 2017, 02:08:43 AM
Reply #11

Offline Britney Stevens

Minutes later, the jet black limousine was roaring down the remote mountain highway.

From the outside, the sleek lines of the expensive car inspired smiles from passing motorists. Truck drivers sped past the vehicle, wondering what movie star or millionaire might be heading to their private cabin up in the woods. However, the dark tinted windows hid its passengers from their view, and before long, the traffic thinned as night fell and the limousine headed up the country road.

Inside, the desperate torture of Britney Stevens had begun.  The five men had dragged the bound and gagged cheerleader reporter unceremoniously from the trunk of the car, and carried her, kicking and squirming, into the passenger section of the stretch limousine, then slammed the door shut.

The space was large, large enough for five men, and the slim curvy girl screamed into her gag as two of Bruno’s men fondled her, their hands groping her breasts, and pulling her tight skirt high on her hips. As the car started up, Britney tried to pull away, her wide blue eyes pleading desperately for mercy. She felt the hum of the engine as the car picked up speed, carrying her away from any possible rescue.

Saliva soaked the thick cloth between her teeth, but the tightly-wrapped gag prevented everything but a pitiful muffled grunt with each unwelcome touch of their hands. They laughed as she flinched, their hands tearing the thin fabric of her top, exposing the high-cut French panties she suddenly regretted wearing that morning. The ropes were tight, her wrists and elbows red and sore. She couldn’t move.

All of the men looked to Bruno. They were hungry for fresh meat, but knew where to take their orders. They held Britney, so her eyes were forced to look at him as he leaned forward. His eyes undressed her, and her blood ran cold as she felt what he imagined doing to her.

“So you were going to put us away behind bars, eh, you little blonde snit?” His face was just inches from hers, “You were going to make up pay?” He laughed, his hand holding up her chin, forcing her to look at him. “Well, it’s your turn to pay – unless you do exactly what we say. Got it?”

Britney looked from the left to the right. The burly, muscular men on either side of her couldn’t take their eyes off her full, firm breasts, and the long legs and expensive thigh-high stockings. She twisted her sore, bound wrists. There was no escape. She nodded.

“Good. Take off her gag.” One of the men grabbed the tight cloth covering her lips and pulled it down. While he held her, the other pulled the two thick rags that had been forced into her mouth. She gasped as the ache in her jaw was released, licking her soft, pouting lips which had grown numb.

“P-please, don’t hurt me. You’ll get in more trouble with the police. You’ll---“

Bruno didn’t wait for her to finish. He grabbed her by her long, blonde hair, and pushed her down onto the floor of the limousine in front of him, on her knees. “Shut up, bitch” Menacingly, he whispered into her ear. “There’s only one way you survive this trip. You do everything I say.”

Britney looked up helplessly, confused. What did he want?  Bruno nodded to his men, who smiled with understanding. They began unzipping their pants. “You better make us happy, cheerleader – or you’re dead when we arrive!”


July 22, 2017, 10:13:06 AM
Reply #12

Offline vile8r

You've made me so happy continuing this story, Britney! Glad to see you back.

Now her real ordeal begins.

July 22, 2017, 06:31:41 PM
Reply #13

Offline gscmar64

As if she doesn't know what they want ! great continuations Britney

July 24, 2017, 12:18:59 AM
Reply #14

Offline Britney Stevens

Britney couldn’t believe what they were suggesting.

She curled her lips in disgust as Bruno un-zipped his orange jumpsuit and pulled free an enormous erection. He stroked it roughly, and Britney gasped as it grew larger, stiffening and massive. She tried to squirm free, but he pulled her face close to his crotch.  She could smell his sweat, and felt the eyes of the other convicts on her exposed buttocks. They laughed as she cried out, “No, please, I can’t—Ugh”

Without laughing, Bruno pulled a short shiv from his pocket, and held the blade against her throat. His other hand held her long hair in his fist. Britney squealed in pain and fear, her eyes suddenly trained on his. They were cold and menacing “You start sucking me, you fuckin’ blonde cocktease, or the police will find you in a hundred pieces by the side of the road!”.

Britney whimpered, sobbing, her senses assaulted by the musty, sweaty smell of Bruno’s crotch. Here was the man only hours ago she had hoped would pay the price for his crimes – and she was his helpless prisoner. The ropes were tight around her wrists. She felt the blade tighten against her skin, and she knew she had no choice – slowly she parted her lips, opened her mouth to his member.

Bruno smiled and pushed his hardening penis between her lips, then pushed deeper inside. Instantly, he felt the surge of pleasure as Britney worked his skin with her tongue, sucking and licking desperately, feeling his growing form slide in and out of her mouth. “That’s it, you stupid cheerleader bitch!  Use that mouth for the one thing it’s good for! Ha ha ha!”

The other men around him watched hungrily, their eyes on Britney’s short skirt and thin lace panties, and firm, large breasts that jiggled as she bobbed her head up and down in Bruno’s crotch.  Two of them couln’t wait, and took advantage of her vulnerable position to rip her blouse down, popping her breasts free from her brassiere. He fondled and groped her breasts roughly as she sucked Bruno more intensely.

“Glll-ggghhh!” She protested as she felt the rough hands squeezing her breasts, saliva mixed with pre-cum against her lips and dripping to the limousine floor. She could barely breath, but Bruno held her face firmly against his crotch, bobbing her up and down, moaning appreciatively as her tongue danced over his sensitive foreskin. “Oh, no you don’t – you’re not done ‘til I come! Unnnh.!”

A second convict pulled down her panties, leaving her legs barely covered by the short, torn skirt and lace thigh-high stockings. The men laughed as she squirmed at their touch, the wriggling of her hips only exciting the men more. “Hey guys,” One of his men laughed, spanking her hard on one buttock, leaving a red mark “The gates to paradise are wide open! Let’s take her for a ride!”

Britney felt Bruno’s erection stiffening, growing hard, and sucked harder to match, dancing her tongue over him, bobbing her head faster and faster to bring him to orgasm. Bruno groaned, “Yeah, you bitch, that’s it, suck harder, oh, yeah..unnngh…oh, yeah!!!” Restrained no more by months in prison, Bruno’s cum exploded in her mouth, slipping off her lips, surging like a fire hose of warm thick mucus. She almost gagged, but swallowed quickly, still sucking until his grip loosened on her hair.

“She’s good, guys! Mmm..yeah!” He threw the helpless Brittany unceremoniously backwards onto the floor of the limousine, where she lay, clothes torn, tightly bound, breasts and shapely thighs exposed.  Bruno zipped up and smiled. “She’s all yours, boys! It’s a two-hour drive!”


September 24, 2017, 11:34:27 PM
Reply #15

Offline Britney Stevens

He almost felt sorry for the bitch.

The Driver in the black suit and sunglasses smiled as he listened to Britney’s screams and muffled squeals echoed over the limousine intercom. He couldn’t see what was happening, but enjoyed imagining what it must be like in the cabin just a few feet behind him.

“Mnnnn-NNNGHH! Gllggghhnnnh…nnngghh….NNNH!!!” she screamed. He heard the cheerleader’s soft voice pleading for mercy, as her lips were forced again and again around a mammoth erection and forced to suck for her life. There was no video, but the Driver smiled to himself, imagining what it must be like for that stuck-up snob to be punished by the very thugs she had hoped to send to prison. 

It wasn’t the first time that Mario Dino had used his car to punish a witness, but none had ever been as fit, toned, and shapely as Britney Stevens.  He licked his lips, imagining what he would do to the girl if he were given the chance. Dino didn’t allow girls to live very long if they testified against him – so he hoped his boss would allow him to use his ‘special skills’ to punish the cheerleader reporter.

“GLLL-NNNFF….nnGGLLH!” He turned up the volume on the intercom, and put his foot on the gas.  They would be at the cabin shortly – if their shapely captive survived the ride…


Behind the dark tinted glass, Brittany’s head bobbed up and down.

She could barely breathe. Her soft pink lips danced helplessly up and down another convict’s mammoth erection, saliva mixed with cum, nearly suffocating as she sucked and licked to save her life. 

Her face was covered in cum, thick mucus sticking in her long blond hair that fell over her face as she slid her mouth desperately up and down. Was this the fourth – or the fifth? – she had lost count as the miles had dragged on, and the horny men pawed her, fondled her, and pumped her mouth full of their filthy manhood again, and again, and again. Tears mixed with perspiration as she grunted and licked.

Unable to resist the allure of her naked thighs, two of the men had finished their beers. One of them pressed Britney’s lips against his erection, with the other grabbed her hips with rough hands and pushed himself between her buttocks, grinning with satisfaction as she squealed like a pig.

“NNNNN—GGGLLLGGHHH!” Her pitiful voice screamed as she felt the thick rod of flesh pushed deep into inside her unprepared anus. She struggled and tried to pull free, but his hands held firm, laughing as the girl squirmed and bounced, gagging and sputtering desperately, trapped between two muscular men, unable to pull free, even as the first came inside her mouth. The men roared their approval!

Vincent – Bruno’s right hand man - had saved himself for the last. He was the largest of them all, and all the men knew it. Nearly twelve inches fully erect, there were very few women who could take all of him inside their mouth, and very few who could live to tell about it.  As Britney grunted and pleaded, cum and saliva dripping from her mouth, Victor smiled at Bruno, and moved into position just in front of her, his black hand gripping her light blonde hair. He glared into her eyes, which were wide and pleading.

“So you wanted us to suffer in prison, you fancy white bitch? You wanted us to get butt-fucked every night for what we did, right?” He grinned as the convict behind her assaulted her, enjoying each pitiful expression of pain as he pushed deeper and deeper inside. “Nnnnhh…p-please, it hurts….” She pleaded, but Victor wasn’t listening. “How does it feel now that its you, bitch?”

Victor pulled her hair back, forced her lips open, and unceremoniously pushed his thickening twelve-inch penis roughly between her gasping lips. “Nnn-GGLLGGHHH!” She flailed, gagged, powerless to stop the punishment that now came at her from front and behind. She twisted, back arched against the tight ropes on her wrists and elbows. Her throat was filled to the back of her throat, her buttocks bounced as the convict behind her began thrust harder – and harder – and harder inside of her.

Bruno smiled and sat back to enjoy the show. This was better than he had ever imagined, and when they reached the cabin, the next phase of her punishment would be even more entertaining.


It was getting dark, and their turn was just ahead on the right. 

The Driver smiled as he listened, knowing that before long they would be at the cabin Dino had prepared for them. The police had no way of tracking them, no way of knowing what had become of their pretty young star witness, Britney Stevens. They’d never go back to prison, and Britney could disappear forever, once they’d had their fun with her again and again.

Then he saw it. He wasn’t sure at first, but it quickly became clear. Behind him, in the twilight, were the unmistakable flashing lights of a police car, asking him to pull over!

September 25, 2017, 12:30:46 PM
Reply #16

Offline gscmar64

God! tell me the police are on the take and plan to take Brittany! oh the possible ways this could go from here! Loving it!

October 04, 2017, 07:28:41 PM
Reply #17

Offline vile8r

Britney likes to disappear on us but when she re-appears, she always makes it worth our while! More great Cheerleader Reporter action!

October 05, 2017, 01:32:23 AM
Reply #18

Offline Britney Stevens

For a moment, the convicts in the back of the limousine panicked.

As the limousine slowed and stopped, several of the men looked back at the flashing lights, their hands reaching for a weapon, their expressions snarling. “It’s the cops! They found us!”

But Bruno was unmoved, his eyes were on the shapely curves of their captive, Britney Stevens. Victor held her blonde hair tightly against his crotch, her eyes wide with fear, lips gaping wide and quivering around his mammoth erection. She could barely breathe. The other convict gripped her soft buttocks with rough hands, looking to Bruno for direction before continuing.

“They can’t see anything,” Bruno laughed, “The glass is tinted, and this cabin is sound-proof.” He handed his shiv to Victor. “Go ahead and fuck the cheerleader bitch. If she screams, slit her throat.” Victor grinned, and held the sharp blade in front of Britney’s pleading eyes. Her body jerked forward painfully, breasts bouncing again as his partner begin thrusting again, now harder than before. 

“You heard the boss, “ Victor smiled, whispering into Britney’s ear, “Keep sucking!”


The driver rolled down the window as the police officer approached.

He had no idea why they were being stopped, but he was taking no chances. He had a pistol with a silencer which he placed casually beneath a newspaper on the seat beside him.  He turned off the intercom, so Britney’s wailing cries for help could not be heard.  He took off his dark glasses and turned with a smile as the officer reached him.

“Good evening officer, something wrong?” He paused, hearing his heart beat.  Could he see through the tinted glass?  Would he hear their helpless captive muffled grunts, or perhaps see the car moving?

“I noticed your right tail light was out. Let me see your license and registration.”



Britney could see the officer through the tinted windows. He was just a few feet away, but it might as well have been a mile, as he appeared oblivious to her desperate peril.

Victor’s enormous penis was stiffening, his erection growing in size inside her mouth. She gasped and gagged as he forced her head up and down the shaft, but the muffled sounds of struggle were barely audible to the officer checking papers outside the window.

“Nnnnggh…nnnnghh….” Britney frantically breathed through her nose as Victor gripped her hair and pressed his member deeper, halfway down her throat. She tried to suck, to please him, to get him off, but he was so big, and the saliva began dripping onto the floor of the limo. He was taking his time, bobbing her head up and down, enjoying each moment of the gorgeous blonde girl’s soft lips licking and sucking him in and out. “Forget about the cops” he grunted quietly, “You’re our plaything now.”

Britney squealed until she felt the sharp blade of the knife pressed against her neck. The inmate raping her from behind was pushing inside her faster now, deeper, each jerk of his hips penetrating her like a pile-driver deep inside her, splitting her in two. “Yeah…Unnnh….” He grunted, “… you scream…unnnh… and you….unnnh… dead!”


“Nice limo” the police officer was saying, glancing momentarily towards the tinted windows.

The Driver watched him nervously, decided to keep the conversation going. “It pays the bills, and you know, I’ve got clients who like their privacy.” He smiled, winking at the officer.

The officer nodded, glanced around, then spoke low "She in the back?"

The Driver paused, uncertain.  The officer noticed his nervousness, and smiled. “I got the word from Dino, to make sure there were no – complications. How’s it going with the Cheerleader?”

He cursed under his breath. This was just like the Boss, to check up on him using his other contacts. This officer was on Mario Dino’s payroll, and he had to give him something to take back.  With a sullen nod, he pushed the button on the back passenger window. “Take a look.”

It slowly rolled down, revealing the shapely, near-naked body of Britney Stevens, sandwiched between two thugs, her blouse torn, tight skirt ripped and bunched around her hips. Her pleading, tear-stained eyes looked up desperately at the policeman as the window opened, her soft pink lips surrounding Victor’s swollen member, saliva and pre-cum dripping to the ground as her head bobbed, nearly choking on his erection. Another muscular convict was groping her full, firm breasts, jerking roughly with his hips deep into the fold between her soft round buttocks, each thrust forcing a muffled squeal from the poor girl’s throat.

“I see it’s going… very well” The officer laughed, his eyes transfixed for a moment, following the curve of her trembling stocking-clad thighs, bound wrists, and bouncing young breasts. She was gorgeous, but it didn’t pay to be an enemy of the Mob. "Let me get the road closed until you guys are at the cabin!"

The Driver nodded. “Thank you officer. I'll text the Boss when we arrive.”  Smiling, he put the limo in gear, and turn right onto the long mountain road.


Britney moaned helplessly as the officer walked away.

It was all she could do, because both of her attackers chose that moment to assault her full force.  The convict thrusting into her from behind suddenly arched his back, gripping her soft buttocks painfully tight as he grunted loudly, his member plunged to the deepest extremity of her anus. 

“Unnnh….yes… you fuckin’….unnnnhh…. bitch!”

Victor also came, the thick burst of semen squirting like a firehouse into her mouth and throat. He thrust inside her mouth again and again, saliva mixing with cum. Britney gagged, struggling to breathe, but the ejaculation seemed to go on and on, pumping between her lips with powerful intensity.

“NNNGGGH….. Suck….it…. all... you cunt!”

When the police car pulled away, and the car started up the mountain road, Victor released her, throwing her weak, spent, nearly naked body into the arms of the other men. Cum and saliva dripped from her pouting lips, blond hair fell over her eyes, her full breasts rose and fell as she breathed, drinking in the air after nearly suffocating on his erection. Bruno laughed at Victor, and nodded to his men, “Looks like no one’s going to save Miss Britney Stevens. She’s all ours for the weekend!”

The men continued to fondle and grope Britney, but she was now too weak to pull away.  She sobbed, helpless as their hands felt her up. Her blouse was torn open, bra removed, skirt ripped to her hip, panties gone. Lacy thigh high stockings accentuated toned, shapely thighs. Bruno pulled more rope from the duffel bag at his feet, and looked at her lustfully.

“We’ll be at the cabin soon,” He laughed, throwing the ropes to Victor. “There she’s really gonna pay.”


October 06, 2017, 12:45:12 AM
Reply #19

Offline vile8r

Very suspenseful! I was hoping to see what would have happened to Britney had the cop seen what was happening to her in the backseat.