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 Author: Kissytino
Title: Fire and Ice Chapter 3
Summary: Carla gets a surprise of her life, she also get raped!
Keywords: Ff Mff Mf inc anal MC D/s BDSM bond 1st toy spank discipline

   oral exhib voy



   Mature Content Warning Recommended for ages 17+ due to language and
sexual content.  This story contains dirty words, dirty sex and an even
dirtier twist.*

   Normal, what is normal in the 21st century, whether Male or female we
all enjoy fantasies and fantasizing about sex.  As for my writing, when i
write my stories, I have to retrieve them from my memory, deep from within
my brain.  A brain injury in my youth, left my with short term memory.  I
would say I write as I do in my diary blog, factual and non factual
writing, about my life and how I want to live it.  My writing embodies
everything from the spicy to the scandalous, but watch out, my female
characters also has sharp claws.

   Names and details have been changed to protect the privacy of those
involved.  Most of the story is based on my diary, Some of the details have
been changed to protect people's privacy.

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   Chapter 5: The Deal.  (C) Christina Carey

   Eight fucking am, this was rare for me, Not only I am up before noon on
a Sunday, I often don't remember what happened when I have been smoking
weed.  Today was different, was it because I also snorted cocaine, maybe it
was the encounter with Ricky, as I recall, set me up with a threesome that
lasted a weekend.  Dylan, yes, he fucked me pretty well.  I don't see him
in Ricky's apartment, Oh well he must have left while I was asleep.

   There was a guy, is laid on top of me, with his cock inside of me.  And
he's still hard.  It's not Ricky's cock, I know his cock whatever hole it's
in, It's not Dylan, he was a much bigger guy.  He was asleep, Or was he
asleep?

   I can feel it throbbing.  It must be his heart beating.  I raised my
head off the pillow, to look around him.  Sometimes when I wake from a
night of drugs, it takes awhile for my world beyond my soft pillow, to
reveal itself.  I could now see the rest of the room.  Clear plastic sheets
covered the whole of the floor, walls were painted cinder block.  Where the
fuck is I, this is differentially not my place.

   The bed was surrounded by naked bodies, strangers, men, and women, I
have never seen in my life before.  He released his death grip on one of my
breasts.  He reached down between my legs, spread my vagina 's lips, and
started rolling my clit, between his fingers.  As if on cue all the bodies
stood up, formed a cue, then they began to masturbate.  I started to moan
as his fingers twirling my clit between his fingers, was exiting my body to
an orgasm.  My body began to shudder and shake, I orgasmed over his hand.
Then, on cue, someone took his place.  A woman started lapping up my juices
until I was clean.  Again, the cue shuffled, the next in turn was male, he
spread apart my vagina, this time it was a cock inside me.  He began
fucking me, slow, and deliberate strokes that increased in pace, till my
body began to shudder and shake once again.  After I orgasmed on his cock,
he withdrew, allowing my juices to flow from me.  The cue snuffled again. A
female spread my vagina's lips and cleaned me once again.  My body seemed
paralyzed to the bed, all these people excited me watching me in the throes
of orgasm after orgasm.  I could hear people cooeing in my ear, they were
urging me to let my orgasm go.  I felt a tremendous climax take a hold of
my body.  White fluid began to rise, a flood of milky liquid gushed from
me, so much I feared everyone might drown in my juices.

   It was then I woke up, I looked around the room for the people, feeling
my body, for the jizz.  I was wet, it was just a dream.  Ricky was lying
beside me, he was laying on his back, his cock was limp, must have slipped
out of me.  I quietly slid out of the bed, I grabbed a bottle of vodka,
took a long swig, I needed that to straighten my head out.

   I need another shower after my vivid dream.  Ricky was sleeping so
peacefully I didn't want to wake him.  I took a quick shower, paying
particular attention to clean between my legs, washing away the residue of
the night of sex, with Ricky and Dylan.  My skin had soaked up lots of
their jizz application and made my skin dry, so I smothered my body in
moisturizer.

   I wrapped a towel around my wet hair, walked over to the bed.  Ricky was
still asleep.  I reached over him, took a joint out of my purse and lit it,
I inhaled the smoke deep into my lungs, and I exhaled.  I then gave a deep
sigh, looking up at the ceiling.  It's been so weird since we met.  For the
first time in my life, I'm a truly happy person.  But I say that every
morning I wake up with a guy I'd slept with.  I ran my hand up and down his
hip, tracing the contours, then I placed my hand flat on his stomach,
slowly I slid it down to his groin.  His cock went up a notch, Not yet, I
whisper I raised my hand to his mouth and traced his lips.  He kissed the
palm of my hand, though he was asleep.  I inhaled the last of the joint
deeply into my lungs, as I rosy myself up against his body.  I sat on his
upper chest, circling his neck with my fingers.  I traced the contours of
his lips again.  Though still asleep, he nibbled on my fingers, licking the
little web of flesh between them.  I was like he was manicuring my fingers
with his tongue.  I leaned down, resting my breasts on his warm chest.  I
could feel his deep breaths heaving against mine.  I lifted up his hand and
placed on my breast, my nipples suddenly became erect at his touch.  I
curled my fingers, scratching his skin across his skin searching for his
nipple, then I teased them.

   Then, I felt the palm of his hand on my vagina.  You're awake!  I said
as he squeezed my breast hard.  I slid down his body, stopping when I
reached his cock.  His erection went up a notch, I felt the heat of his
cock up the entire length of

   My ass.  He worked one finger between my vagina lips.  He was greeted by
my gushing vagina, he removed his shiny wet fingers from my vagina, then he
inspected them.

   "You're wet and ready, I see," he said.

   I sucked my wetness of his fingers, as I slid the other side of his
cock. Then, I guided his hand down to his cock, I wrapped his hand around
his own cock.  I interlocked our fingers together, his hot cock was held
firmly in between our hands, then I began to masturbate his cock with his
and my hand.  I lowered my head and kissed the tip of his cock.  I
deliberately kissed each of his fingers in turn.  His cock began to strain
within our grasp.  He tried to separate our clasping hands, from around his
cock.  I held firm, wrapping my other hand around his wrist, trapping his
cock in a hand cocoon.

   I squeezed his cock tighter, while I licked the tip, "There 's no
pre-cum.  How come," I said with a smirky smile.

   "Maybe it's because you have it in a death grip," he said, his face
getting redder by the second.

   I finally released my entangled fingers, his iron-like cock stood
against his own hand.  I wrapped my lips around his purple cock head and
sucked hard.  Then I released from my mouth.

   Ricky, you have pre-cum!  I said before wrapping my lips around his cock
again, his cock jerked with each down stroke.  Then I suddenly released his
cock from my lips.  I lowered myself into his cock.  He squirmed around, I
wiggled on his cock, till it was deep into me.  Once it was all the way
inside my vagina, I started to bounce up and down on his cock.  He was
lying flat on his back, gripping the sheets, between his fingers.  Oh fuck,
Oh fuck, Oh fuck, ?  I screamed while wildly bounced on his cock.  I fucked
his cock faster and faster, I barely noticed, he had a death grip on my
breasts.  His huge cock felt so fucking good inside me.  I could feel my
orgasm looming deep within me, my juices began to flow, short, sudden
quivers of my body, let go warm fluid, down over his cock, then the quivers
got stronger and stronger on each stroke.  Then, my body went into an
uncontrollable shudder, my full orgasm burst, I pounded on his chest, as I
collapsed onto his chest.

   We aren't through, yet bitch.?  He said, taking advantage of my
collapsed state.  He rolled me over, keeping his iron fuck pole inside of
me.  He lifted me by the legs and pulled me further onto his cock.  I
draped my legs over his shoulders, he began to fuck me hard and deep.  He
was in need of his ejaculation, I wasn't going to deny him.  Fuck, fuck,
fuck, I screamed each time his hard shaft plunged deep into me.

   "Work yourself, on my cock bitch," he said, pinning me down by the
shoulders.

   "I 'm cummin, Fuck, I 'm Cumming," I screamed as my body started bucking
with my second orgasm.

   He just growled, and squeezed my breasts, tighter, and continued to fuck
me though I was bucking, my orgasm burst, he still continued to fuck my
orgasm.  His cock was pumping into like a piston, in, and out, deep, and
deeper inside me.  Cum for me, cum!  I begged him, he did 't say a word, he
just kept fucking me, as hard as he could.  Then, his cock suddenly started
to pump its seed into me, his cock was still pumping it 's hot jizz into me
when my body had its third orgasm.  My legs slipped off his shoulders, as
he rolled off me, his cock making a slurping sound as it left my ravaged
vagina.

   He lay on his back, cock wilting, eyes closed, "You fell asleep, Ricky?"
I said turning towards him.

   "Nope, just wondering how long, my cock needs to rest."

   I grabbed a hold of his leg, pulled his leg over me, so he straggled me.
I took his expended member in my hands, though it was limp, it's veins
stood out like a road map, waiting to be explored.

   It was then my phone rang, Dennis's name displayed on the screen. 
Dennis is my boss, and though it's Saturday my job is 24/7.

   "Hey Dennis, what's the emergency?" I asked, knowing he was after sex.
He hired me as a 34/7 escort.  I get well paid for this service, so I
cannot say no to him.  To be honest, no one says no to Dennis.

   "I have to go, Ricky, work calls."

   "What's so important, it can't wait till Monday, Carla."

   It's always an emergency if he calls me in on a Saturday.  I said,
pulling a tank top over my head.

   "You're not going to work dressed like that.  That tank top doesn't hide
anything, I mean your nipples show through, and so short.  It barely covers
your breasts."

   "Don't be so protective Ricky, I said, pulling up my shorts." I leaned
over him and kissed him goodbye.

   I arrived at the museum, Judy was at the reception desk.  "Hey Judy, how
come you're working on a Saturday?"

   "I often work Saturday's Carla, you never hear on Saturdays.  Why are
you here."

   "Dennis asked me to come in.  I assumed he was sexually frustrated."

   "He's in the conference room, with some guy's from the UK."

   "Oh, there's something going on." Or he's planning a gangbang.  I had
better go see her, I said, walking towards the conference room.

   "Carla, be safe in there, OK."

   I walked across the hardwood floor, towards the conference room.  My
heels click on the wooden floor, the gallery was a quiet place, I knew my
clicking heels, would not go unnoticed.  The expectation, of what was
behind that oak door, raised my body heat.  Sat around a large oak desk,
were four men dressed in suits.  I knew only Dennis personally, the other
three, were all men in great standing, within Christie's.  Christie's work
with and have stakes in some of the world's greatest galleries and museums.
Stephen and I are part of their international acquisitions team.

   "Hello, Carla." A man's voice burst the silence.  The sound of my name
on his lips, of this man of great standing within Christie's, sent my body
into a mini orgasm.  I clutched my legs together, hoping to hold back my
orgasm a while longer.  A smile was all I could muster.

   "Hi." Finally, came out from between my lips.

   Dennis was walking back to the table, carrying five glasses, and a
bottle of what looked like expensive champagne.  Dennis popped the cork on
the champagne and filled each glass in turn.  He then handed them out, each
intern.  As on cue, they all stood, holding their glasses.  All eyes turned
to the man standing at the head of the table.

   "Here's to Gloria Matherson, a girl who started it all, she had the
vision, to bring this gallery into the partnership with Christie's, twenty
years ago.  Wherever you are, thank you."

   I know that name, then my eyes pan to a painting of her, on the wall. 
They all raised their glasses and drank every last drop, in one swallow.  I
followed suit, they placed their empty glasses on the table.

   "And now with that out of the way, to business everyone, Dennis!"

   "Carla about this tablet, you were assigned to assess for us!" Dennis
asked with a firm tone of voice.

   "Yes, sir.  I was unable to complete my assignment.  The place was full
of cops.  I actually saw Mr.  Jefferson, lying face up in the pool, they
were fishing him out when I arrived."

   "Did you search for the tablet.?"

   "Oh yeah, I was able to scam my way into the house, I borrowed a jacket
the forensic team left lying around."

   "Well were you able to ascertain if the table was there."

   "There was no table to be found.  I even managed to find an open safe,
before the forensic team.  It was empty, except for this." I handed Dennis
a piece of paper; It was a receipt of the valuation of a tablet.

   Dennis studied the receipt for a few minutes, then passed around the
piece of paper.  The receipt wasn't the only thing I took from the safe,
The tablet was there too.  I wasn't going to give them the tablet for half
of 10% finder's fee.  Not after Stephen leaving me to face the cops.  I had
a real hard job hiding it from the cops.  Then I was roughed up by two
cops. I played along, with one cop sexual harassment, so he wouldn't search
the cemetery.  I had hidden the tablet, just yards away.  I went back to
retrieve the tablet, a couple of days later.  I made a deal with a dodgy
art dealer.  I knew of him through, the many art auction sites I trolled.
That's part of my job at the gallery, finally bearing fruit.

   "This valuation comes from someone, I know very well.  He knows his
stuff when it comes to antiquity valuations." A guy at the far end of the
table said, placing the receipt on the desk.

   "Well, Miss, someone contacted Dennis, trying to sell him the tablet
yesterday evening.  He said his client wanted to sell it animosity.  Price
was one million bucks over the five million quoted on this receipt."

   "Would you mind waiting outside Carla, we have some discussing to do,"
Dennis said.

   "You will find me at the reception desk, use the intercom, that's if you
need me," I said as I opened the conference room door.

   "Hey Judy, mind if I keep you company for a while."

   " Yeah, sure thing, what happened in there, I expected you would be in
there a while longer."

   I sat down on the office chair next to Judy, "They asked me to leave,"

   "Why, what's going on Carla?"

   "Well, OK, I hope you're ready for this Judy.  You have heard about the
tablet."

   "The tablet that's worth a couple of million bucks?''

   "Yep, though, is worth over five million bucks," I told Judy the whole
story, how I went to find out if he had the tablet, or not.  That he had
been murdered.  I sneaked into the mansion and stole the tablet from the
safe.  That I let two cops fuck me so they wouldn't find where I hid it.  I
also told her that Stephen left me to face the flying bullets as I escaped.
OK, so I exaggerated the flying bullets, and me having to escape.  I walked
out through the gate.  I bribed a cop, taking a snap of his limp cock, and
posting it on the net.

   "That was some story, Carla, are the cops after you?"

   "Nope, I convinced them I was there as a hooker, I ran when I saw the
cops," I have to keep some secrets.

   The elevator door opened, It was Stephen.  "What the fuck!" I said,
reaching for my purse, that was on Judy's desk.  I took a gun from my purse
and pointed it at Stephen.

   "You fucking bastard.  I'm gonna shoot you for leaving me in the lurch.
There were cops, with guns.  I could have been killed, because of you.  I
asked you to come for me.  You never showed.  I hope the girl you were
screwing, was worth getting shot over, was worth it Stephen.  You see I am
going to kill you."

   "Carla, calm down, I was on a job, I knew you would find a way out."

   I click off the safety on my gun, and cocked it, reading it to fire.  It
stopped him in mid-sentence, he stepped back a couple of steps.  I was
fuming, I took aim at his head, put my finger on the trigger.

   "Carla, Carla, don't do it, it's not worth it.  He's not worth going to
jail for.  Carla please, you're scaring me.  Put the gun down."

   "Judy's right, Carla, put the gun down, I can explain everything,"
Stephen said, holding his arms out from his body.

   "Too late Stephen!" I said, pulling the trigger.  The bullet flew past
Stephen's head, hitting a metal plaque on the wall.

   "Shit Carla, you could have killed him," Judy said, peeking out from
under her desk.

   "I knew you would shoot me, Carla!"

   "How do you know I didn't just miss?"

   "I know how good a shot you are Carla."

   I stepped two steps closer to Stephen.  "I can't miss now Stephen," I
said my gun inches from his head.

   "What are you doing Carla, put that gun down." Dennis's voice echoed in
the reception.

   Click-click.  I pulled the hammer back.  "Say one more word, scumbag.  I
am fucking dare you."

   "Carla, just think of what you're doing.  Put the gun down, please. 
You're scaring me," Judy said, from behind the reception desk.  Judy
distracted me, enough for Stephen to grab my gun.  Pushing the gun to my
side, he pushed me against the wall.  He pulled down my shorts, in one
swift movement.  I closed my eyes knowing he was going to fuck me.  I heard
the sound of a zipper being undone, I was right, I felt his warm cock,
pushing against my vagina.  He lifted my tank-top over my head, he left it
covering my face.  His hard cock entered my dry vagina, I screamed from the
pain, as it went deeper into me.  He left his cock deep into me, while he
nibbled on my nipples.  The pain matched my dry vagina, filled with his
hard member.  He withdrew his cock, it felt like it was ripping me apart.
My juices began to flow, mainly from him exciting my nipples.  I was
thankful for my lubricated vagina, he thrust his cock back into me, with
such force it lifted me off the ground.  He was pounding me hard with his
cock, in, out, faster, faster.  I was screaming, not with pain anymore,
screaming with pleasure.  Stephen's cock always found my sweet spot.  I
could feel my body respond to his cock pounding me.  My volcanic eruption
was pending.  Slowly at first, my toes curl, then it travels up my body,
till it reached my chest.

   "Cum Carla!" Then I screamed my orgasm burst, very quickly.  I pulled my
tank-top off my head, with one hand, the other hand still had my gun in it.

   "Boom!" I fired my gun, Stephen, looked me in my eyes, then his cock
went limp, and slid out off me.  I slid down the wall landing on my ass. 
Stephen followed me down landing on his face.  Blood began to flow from
Stephen's body.  "I told I would shoot you if you said one more word,
Stephen!" I said standing up, looking down at Stephen, in a pool of blood.

   "What have you done, Carla?  Judy said from behind her desk.  I turned
to look at her, she ducked down behind her desk.

   "I am not gonna shoot you, Judy, come out!" Judy came out from behind
her desk, looked at me, she was shaking so bad, she had to hold onto her
desk.

   "Why did you shoot him, Carla?  Why did you have to kill him?"

   "You stupid girl, there was no need to kill him.  I am going to have to
call the police, Carla," Dennis said poking his head out off his office.  I
turned to face him, he ducked behind the door.  Knocking the rest of the
directors off their feet.

   "You can all come out, I am not going to shoot anyone, else."



   I put my gun back into my purse, It seemed to appease, them all.  They
wandered slowly over to Stephen, who is laying on the floor, in a pool of
blood.  "Don't worry, He's not dead.  I shot him in his leg.  It went
straight through, see," I said pointing to a hole, where the bullet hit the
wood floor.

   "He must have hit his head on the floor when he fell,'' Stephen moved at
that moment.

   "Fuck Carla, that was a bit drastic, even for you," Stephen said.

   "Hey, what did I say, `NOT ANOTHER WORD!" I said reaching into my purse.

   "What are we going to do Carla.  Call the police?"

   "Nope, give me a hand we'll take him to EMS, they will sew him back
together.  Unless you want to bleed out on the floor, Stephen?" Stephen
tried to get himself off the floor.  Only to fall back on his face.

   "Grab his other arm, Judy, help me carry him to his car."

   "Why his car Carla?"

   "He's not going to bleed over my car.  Besides, he has a bigger trunk."

   "Trunk, that's a bit heartless Carla."

   "He'll appreciate, not having to clean his upholstery." We managed to
carry Stephen to his car.  Judy fished his pockets for his keys.  "Carla,
we should pull his pants up," His pants were trailing behind him.

   The drive to EMS, took 15 nail-biting minutes, for Judy.  "Hey Judy, get
a wheelchair.  When she returned with a wheelchair, we sat him in, then we
pushed him through the automatic doors.  I let go of the wheelchair when I
saw the reception desk.  I turned grabbed Judy's arm, dragged her back
through the automatic doors, and back to his car.

   "We can't just leave him there Carla!"

   "Yes, we can Judy.  It's the best way, there will be too many questions.
He'll have to deal with it, just like he left me to deal with two cops
shooting at me."



   (C) Christina Carey My blogs @ http://fiftyshades-ofgray.blogspot.ca/
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