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 Welcome Home Pr4esentImma ScaredI was thrilled as I left the offices of
Oakley and Oakely Inc.I really hadn't exepected to get the job, even tho
they had flown me in, and put me me up in a four star hotel for the the
thrid interview.How many times I had I gotten to this stage with other
companies, only to be told, in so many words that I was far to young for
such a position?  Or that they hadn't realized that Andre was a woman, and
while they didn't have many problems, some of their clients might?But
Oakley and Oakley was what was known in the "industry" as a "progressive
company".  Founded by two young brothers, who just happened to be gay,
Oakeley and Oakley sought out those that other companies passed by because
of age (too little or too much), gender, race or sexual orientation.  "You
won't believe how much talent gets passed by out there", "Smokey" Oakely
said as he led me to the spacious office I would soon occupy.  "But thanks
to them, we've got the best here, and you're going to be a vaulable
addition to out staff."I knew Smokey was sincere, because my starting
salary with the company was $10,000 more than the orginal salary offred in
the trade journal ads, abd $5,000 more than what I had asked.  Plus
benifts, plus a generous relocation allowance.It was my hope, that I could
have find a nice furnished apartment before I flew back "home" on Monday,
and I could be back in Metropolis at least two weeks before I was to start
work with Oakely and Oakley.When I mentioned this to Smokey, he said "Well,
I'll tell you, Jim and I just got a nice little place in Bucktown.  It's a
seedy-looking neighborhood, but it's becoming gentified, if you know what I
mean.""Right now, the apartments and homes there are dirt cheap.  The place
I've got would cost three times as much at least in other parts of town. 
So you may want to try there."It sounded like a good idea to me, so when I
got back to the hotel, I got a newspaper and began to go thru the Housing
Ads.  The ads, sorted by neighborhood, proved that Smokey was right, at
least as far as pricing went.  Housing was much cheaper in Bucktown.  And
one ad in particular leaped out right at me:For Rent: Recently rehabbed 6
room plus baths, and garage space, wall to wall carpets, some furnishing
avaiable if renter desires.  Very private.  $600 per month.  Utitilities
included.  Call 555-5000 and ask for Mr.  Mordeth Baalzemon.It sounded
perfect.  Six rooms meant that I could have a "office" at home, and my own
little library if I wanted.  Glancing at the other ads, it was clearly the
best deal.But the contact name sent shivers thru me.  About six years ago,
I had seen a program on TV about serial rapists.  One of them in particular
has stuck in mind and had been giving me recurring nightmares.  Karden
Baalzed had been his name.  Karden Baalzed's name indicated that he was a
follower of the Dark Lord of Klanta, Shaitan Baal.  The Dark God of Lust,
Death, Cruelty and Pain.He was a huge man, with a shaved head, and
according to the program, an abnormally large and poweful penis.  It was
his penis that has caused his victims the most damage.  One woman died from
the way he had rammed it down her throat, chocking her to death.I remember
he was totally unrepentant, and he had told his interviewer, " It is too
bad that broad died.  But was what she was made for.  Every female is made
to be fucked by any and every man whp lays eyes on her.  Every woman should
be fucked hard, and brutally, on a regular basis.  At the very least every
man, if he is a real man, should rape at least one woman before he
dies."The host of the show went on to say how that there was a growing
movement of men who believed the same, shaved their heads to show their
support for Karden, became members of the Brotherhood of Baal, and pledged
themselves to defend and support any man tried and convicted of rape.  In
the last six years, more and more men had shaved their heads, most simply
as a matter of fashion, but a significant number, the majority of millions,
also changed their name to some form of the Dark Lord's as well.  And some
states had a slim majority of its High Officals, Judges, Sherrifs, and City
Guards who had joined the movement.  The movement had been sucessful in
repealing rape laws in 5 of the 18 Provinces, and severely weakening the
laws in 8 others.  And the rape statistics showed that a woman was being
raped somewhere in the Union every 69 seconds.So as I looked at the contact
name for the apartment.  I hesitated.  Instinct said to forget this one, to
look for something else.  But I reasoned that however frightful the Dark
Lord was, however evil His teachings, his followers were, in spite of the
statistics, law abiding, many actually upstanding contributors to the local
community where they lived.  I convinced myself that to not look into the
apartment because of a name, would be giving into bigotry and paranoia.If
only only I had not listened to that "reason", and ignored that fear of
being a bigot!!!  If only I had listened to my
instincts.*********************Considering how wondeful the apartment
sounded, I was amazed that when I called Mr.  Baalzemon, he said that it
was still unavaiable, and that there was no one he had considered as
renters so far."When would you like to see it?", he asked."Well right away,
if I could see it say in about 2 hours?  I'm new in town, and I'd like to
get a feel for the neighborhood first, " I replied.  I explained how I had
just been hired by Oakley and Oakley, and how I planned to be moved in and
settled well ahead of my actual starting date with them."Fine, fine",
Mordeth Baalzemon said.  I'll be here.  And if you like the apartment, you
can sign the lease today.  My Security Company holds the contract for all
of the Oakley and Oakley properties, so it seems fair enuff to give one of
thier employees the apartment, if you decide you want it." "Well", I told
myself, "See?  you were scared for nothing.  The man has a Security
company, and he sounds nice enough, even if he is one of the Dark
Lord's"********************In just under an hour, I found myself in the
area of Metropolis called Bucktown.  It was as Smokey said "seedy".  But it
was also a neighborhood with a lot of poential.  I could tell from at one
time this was a very "fashonable" area.  There were still a number of
delightful cafe's, restaurants, and antique stores, and "craftman's" shops
sccared among the vacant "For Rent" storefronts to prove that.Newer shops,
too showed that a new class of people, that one referred to as "Yuppies"
were re-investing, giving a second life to the neighborhood.  The Sunbrooks
coffee shops chain, Balaam and Rable Books, and even a Hardywood Star
Restaurant had moved in.  Still the streets were quiet.  No children.  A
few old people sitting on stoops or benches.  And here and there a person
who appeared to be a panhandler, perhaps even homeless.  It didn't seem to
be the kind of neighborhood well patrolled by the City Guards either.  I
wondered if the neighborhood would be safe enough for me.But when arrived
at the address for the apartment that Mordeth Baalzemon gave me, I felt
that I wouldn't have to worry about safety.  The entire first floor of the
block long building was taken up by what appeared to be the offices of his
Security Company.I parked the car across the street from the building., and
sat watching it for a few minutes.There seemed to be a constant stream of
men going in and out.  All dressed in Black uniforms with the symbol of the
Dark one emblazoned on the front of their caps, and over their hearts. 
Many were also wearing Body armour, the color of dried blood.  And the vast
majority had their heads shaved shiny smooth, tho some were heavily
bearded, and a small number had hair that hung down thier backs like a
cloak The sight of them was both terrifying and reassuring.  A small army
of the Dark Lord's servants working only a floor below me.....  I should
have listened to my instincts....********************I entered into the
main office of Baalzemon Security, where Mordeth had said he would prefer
to meet me.  To my surprise, all the employees in sight were male, file
clerks, typists, even the receptionist.  All looked cruel, and hard, and it
seeme every eye turned to look at me as I walked to the receptionist
desk."Five feet, seven inches in height, aproximately 125 pounds, 32b cup,
greens eyes.  Appears to be in mid twenties, hair is of the color called
chesnut, appears to be her natural color.  Manner of dress and body lanuage
indicates female is not only a Child of the Light, but a prude with a tite
pussy,", a voice behind me stated.I blished with embarassment to hear
myself described so, and was ready to turn to turn and verbally, at least,
attack whoever had said that, when the receptionist smiled at me and said,
"You must forgive Uther.  He's a fairly new recruit and likes to show off
his ability to be a good eyewitness.  And you must admit he was
accurate."Well that was true.  Besides, it occured to me that any response
I made might just make the situation, and my embarassment worse.  So I
simply said, "I'm here to see Mr.  Baalzemon.  My name is Dawn Shepherd,
and I believe he is expecting me.""Ahhh, yes, about the apartment.", the
receptionist said.  " Mr.  Baalzemon was called away, but Uther will show
you he apartment, and if you decide you want it, he has been instructed to
go over the paperwork and give you the keys."I almost ran when I turned and
saw Uther.  He was the spitting image of how I remembered Kaden Baalzed to
look, the very image of the man who had raped me in my nitghtmares again
and again over the last six years.  "I am Uther Baalzed", he said, and he
stared hard into my eyes.  I wanted to run more than ever, but I found
myself unable to make myself.  "If you will come with me, I believe you
will find that we have exactly what you need." There was a heavey emphasis
on the word "need" that made me shiver.I heard the men in the room begin to
laugh, and at that moment I knew that my nightmares had been warnings,
prophecy....."You won't so anything stupid like scream or fight will you?
I'd hate to have punish you for being a stupid cunt, " Uther smiled at me
as someone grabbed me from behind, and tied my hands behind my back, a
blindfold was put on."No.  Please." I knew even as I pleaded, that it was
useless.  "Why me?  Why?""Just your bad luck, girl.  We couldn't have
planned this better, you just fallling into out hands like this.  If you'd
been just a "plain-jane" you'd have gotten a nice apartment, and that would
have been the end of it.",I felt huge hands lift up my skirt, and pull down
my panties.  "But its your bad luck that you are very pretty.  You'll make
a perfect welcome home present for my uncle Karden!"The hands began to
fondle my pussy then a thick finger jabbed its way inside, and to my shock
shame and horror, I felt myself getting wet, getting horny!  Another thick,
sausage like finger began working itself into my ass, and I tried to pull
away, but the man behind me me held me firmly in place."Praise Shaitan,
this girl is so tight, I can barely get my finger in her!!!  Are you a
virgin, girl?", Uther asked, as he began pumping his finger into me.  I
nodded, and I heard him grunt in satifaction."A virgin, my brothers, surely
my Uncle will be well pleased with the prize we have found for him!" his
hand left my body, and the other finger lefy my ass.  "Let's get her to his
quarters, and prepare her for his arrival If we are lucky, she'll survive
his assualt, and we will enjoy her as well!"I heard the men laughing as I
uselesly struggled to get away while I was dragged off..."Hell", I heard
someone say, "Small chance of that!!"********************I was taken deep
within the building up and down stairs and finally the blindfold was taken
off.I was in a what appeared to be a bedroom, with a well apointed bathroom
just acroos the hall."You have two choices, and only two.", Uther said. 
"This is the first choice.You can be obedient, quickly doing everything you
are told to do, and you will be raped, but not beaten, whipped, or
tortured. When my Uncle is done with you, if you are still alive, myself,
and any all the men who desire to will satify their lust on you.  When we
are done, when every cock of every man has known the sweetness of your ass,
your mouth, your pussy, should you wish to leave, you will be free to go."I
shuddered wondering, knowing what the second choice would be."Or you could
be resist, you can be disobedient.  You will be beaten into submission, and
raped.  You be whipped till your skin in nothing but a mass of bloody
flesh, and you will be still be repeatedly raped.  But that's not all.  You
will be tortured, and you will be raped yet again and again and again.  And
when we are done, we will take many days to kill you.""I choose to be
obedient", I gasped.  "I'll do whatever you tell me, I swear!"Uther
grinned, "Good.  The Dark Lord might prefer if you were to choose to have
us to use the second way, but most of us really do prefer the first.  Now
strip!"I took off my clothes, as Uther continued to look at me, rubbing his
crotch.  "I really wish you weren't a virgin, so I could take you now!"Just
then the door opened, and Karden the "twin" of Uther came in, with a third
man.  Now that that they, Uther and Karen, were together, I could see the
differences, but they were small.  All three of the men could have been
cast from the same mold, over 6'6, at least 300 pounds, massive, heavily
muscled."Hello pretty pussy", Karden said.  "Seems you get the honor of
being my first female fuck out out of prison.  I'm gonna take six years
worth of horniness out on you.""She's a virgin too, Uncle", Uther laughed,
"So I know there's no chance you'll be able to easy on her, even if you
wanted to!""No way, boy!".  Karden laughed, as he began to remove his
clothing.  "Shit, it aint every day I get to have a virgin.""Sorry I wasn't
here to meet you for the plain old rape I had planned for you", the third
man, who I now knew was Mordeth said.  "I'd have opened you up before
Karden, that's for sure!"I heard a voice say, "We're ready to start taping
now, Captain" and for the first time noticed that a the ceiling and one
wall was a mirror, a one way mirror."I can't believe you're gonna be able
to keep up a running commentary while you raping this sweetmeat, Uncle",
Uther smirked."Maybe not, but I'll give it and her my best shot!," Karden
laughed.  "Get up, little pussy, we need a shower before we get started."I
got up and followed Karden into the bathroom, and we stepped into the
shower.Karden gave me a good washing first, then he handed me a washcloth
and ordered me to wash him.  It took a great effort for me to touch him. 
And then he ordered me to use the washcloth to soap up his soft, flaccid ,
yet obscenely huge cock.  "Be nice to my cock, pretty pussy", Karden
demanded.  " And jes mabbe it might be nice to you!"I grasped his shaft and
began to wash it.  I shuddered as it visibly grew.  Soon it was at its full
12 inches of hefty, vein-twisted cock.  "Stroke it girl!  Feel what's about
to rip into your pussy and tear your soul to shreds!!!"I tried to grasp it,
but it was so thick that I could not get my fingers around it.  It looked
as big around as my fist and as long as my forearm, but the thing that
scared me the most was that it was gnarly like the limb of an oak tree and
felt hard as iron The huge post of flesh felt very, very hot in my hands
and seemed to throb with a life of its own.  Karden rinsed off and toweled
himself dry.  "Does my cock scare you pretty pussy?  Think it might kill
you?  Well , its somewhat possible, and you wouldn't be the first pussy my
ccok done serious damge to!," he roared laughing.  "Hope not tho, aint as
much fun rapin' a dead body!"Karden suddenly reached out and yanked hard me
against his burly body.  "Somethin' tells me I'm gonna enjoy you as much as
I did the first cunt I ever raped.....", he whispered in my ear.  His huge
hands ran up down my body, and to my shock, I found myself responding to
him, pressing harder against him, wanting more of the feeling his huge
hands were giging me." Oh yeah, Babe.  It's gonna you hurt like hell, but
I'm just givin' you and I both know you just getting what you derserve!",
he said as he lifted me up, and carried me, unresisting, out of the
bathroom to the bedroom.Following Karden's instructions I climbed on the
bed, so that I was kneeling,, facing away from him and the bedroom door .
Then Karden knelt behind me, and I could feel the head of his cock,
whichseemed to be as hard and as big around as a brass doorknob, pressing
against my pussy.  He began to rub it against my pussy, sending waves of
pleasure washiong through my body. "Yeah Baby, this is exactly what you
need, " He grabbed me around the waist and yanked me savagely back at the
same time he threw his weight forward.  I screamed in sheer agony as the
massive intruder tore past my cunt lips and on towards the the protective
veil of my maidenhead.  "Oh man, this looks so cute!  Its really pretty how
the lips of her assaulted pussyis wraping themselves around my fuck-pole!."
My face fell into the pillow that only slightly muffled my scream as more
of that gigantic prick was ripping and tearing its way relentlessly into
me. I clenched my fists in pain and and amazement as the torture increased,
as the merciless cock tore ever onwards into me.  It rammed into me even
more brutally as I tried to cry out, to plead for him to stop the
onslaught. I realized that the more I screamed, cried and pleaded, the more
it seemed to arouse and please Karden!!!"Oh shit, this is too fucking
great. She's so sweet, so hot, feels so good!  You guys can't believe how
tightly her pussy is gripping my prick.  I'm practically having to tear
into her.  This has got to be the tightest pussy I've ever fucked my cock
into!" I finally felt the large plum-like head bump something within me
that would not give..They was a great cramping as the red-hot pile driving
slab of meat tried to force its way forward.  Then it seated itself up
against my cervix and Karden pulled back even more on ass and threw himself
even harder into me..  I screamed in terror as I felt the head as the
monstorus cock strain my cervical hole tothe limit.  "Damn, all I got is
only 9 inches of my foot of cock in her,.!" Only nine inches!?!  And it
felt there was a log in me and he was pressing against the back wall of my
insides!He pulled back and and I felt the lips of my pussyr pulling and
dragging at his cock.  Laughing he said, "Man I'm trying to pull out, and
her pussy is trying to pull me back in!!!", He continued to pull out, and
it felt as though he was pulling my pussy innards out as the sucked at and
clung to his cock.  Yet pulling out was getting easier for him, since my
blood lubricanted and coated his pole as he pulled out.It really it felt as
though all of my guts were trailing out after the big man's baton like
penis as he pulled out.  "Now to get it back where it belongs!", he shouted
as he lunged forward again.  his time he plowed back in, and he laughed as
he announced "10 inches this time!".  he continued to pound his fuck-pole
into me, ramming his cock into me, causing it to bash against my womb.  he
plowed into me with short, choppy strokes.  I could feel every bump and
vein on his huge penis as it rammed in and out my pussy, then he began to
fuck me with a furious pace that seemed to get faster and faster and more
painfully brutal.  He grabbed me around the shoulders so that he could fuck
me even harder, pounding into my ripped and battered pussy.  I felt my cunt
walls burn as the pain began to increase tremendously.  I groaned as I felt
the cervical opening begin to dilate as the cockhead smashed against it,
that ravaged, muscular hole was giving in to the abuse.  It seemed every
nerve in my body was being flooded with pain, even as I felt my body begin
to relax as if giving up and surrendering to the massive ram plowing into
its depths.  Karden was gasping for breath as he announced, "Oh man, I can
feel it cumming, I'm gonna cum too fucking soon!  " He was fucking me
harder, faster.  "I gonna blast my hot cum load into the depths of your
sweet, sweet little pussy babe.  Maybe you can have a baby rapist for
me!!!".  He stabbed in one last time, driving in what felt like the full 12
inces, just as semen rushed up his dick shaft.  My eyes bulged as the first
shot of hot dick spray pelted the walls of my bleeding and torn interior.
He lunged and buried another more of himself into me, and then collasped on
top of me.Red hot cum continued to pump out of the ejaculating cock to
drown my pussy tunnel, easing and bathing some of the pain.  The jets began
to slow down and finally he pulled back, out of my poor tender, torn body.
He rolled off the bed and my knees gave out from under me, and I collapsed
down to lay on my belly.  My poor deflowered pussy gushed bloody cream onto
the bedspread."Damn, that was a great "welcome Home Present" !  But I'm
gonna need a minute or two before I get to see what this pretty thing's ass
is like"I screamed in terror, than blacked out.....