Daddy's Brat 3

Bethany's Rape Having watched the security officer from my hidden place in a nearby field for a week now, I was confident I had his routine down. Restless and thrilled to began my task I was wet with perspiration. Grabbing the "tool bag" given to me by Mistress yesterday I quietly exited my car and headed across the field towards the office building. Pausing behind a tree at the edge of the parking lot, I observed my watch. I still had 8 minutes before the guard would come back around to this side of the building and enter the door directly ahead of me. Leaving the bag behind I brought a smooth wooden rod with me as I ran to the side entrance. After setting the wooden rod in place to fall in between the hinges I ran back to my cover behind the tree. Less than a minute later with my trick tripped I ran to the door this time bringing the bag with me. Opening the door slowly I removed the splintered pieces of wood and continued silently up the stair case to the 12th floor. The door leading to this level had no window, but I had learned the lay out during a visit I had made two days previously. Opening the bag I removed a painted ski mask. Mistress had painted a white face with red around the eyes holes, a large crooked yellow grin and had sewn on a shaggy black haired wig. Donning the mask I carefully entered the hall. Only minimal lighting was on as I ran south down the dark corridor. I stopped at the corner and peered down the west hall. Surprised by a shadow I held my position and tried to make out the figures a few feet ahead of me. Hearing muffled moans as my eyes adjusted I could make out a female figure on her knees sucking a large fat man's cock. The man was wearing a janitor's jumpsuit, but the lady was wearing an expensive looking pant suit. Her long brown hair bouncing as she worked the man to obvious enjoyment. I ran north back the way I had come stopping at the next hall and finding it deserted I ran west determined to make up for the lost time. At the end of the hall I turned south again and proceeded to the far south corridor. Upon entering the south hall I cautiously made my way east careful to stay low and in the shadows. When I came to the correct office I could see the couple still going at it. This time facing away from me the janitor had the lady naked and bent over his cleaning cart. I entered the office and made my way through the large room to the end of the cubicles and turned left following the directions given to me by Mistress. I found myself in front of a glass door leading to a large office with a window overlooking the belt line traffic. I could see Bethany leaned over her desk, her back turned towards me, she seemed to be arranging color panels. Silently and quickly I made my way into the office and crept up behind her. Tossing my bag onto her desk, I grabbed her arm and twisting it behind her with my left, I used my right hand to close her mouth and yank her head hard against my chest, while pushing her body down onto the desk top. She struggled and squealed her dis-approval which I ignored. And with my weight pinning her arm, I reached into my bag and removed a ball gag. I punched her hard in her ribs to encourage her to open her mouth and stuffed the gag into place. She tried to push herself up, but I grabbed her arms and twisted them behind her again causing her chin to smash into the desk top. I watched her sob as blood dripped onto her work, and I hurried to tie her arms together while she was still dis-oriented. Again following Mistress' directions I carried Bethany on my shoulder out of her office and back out through the cubicles. Entering a storage room on the far side I saw a small desk and rows of shelves housing paper, pens, and other office supplies necessary for business. Throwing Bethany to the floor I opened my bag to get my tools and proceeded to secure a harness to the beams above us. Once completed I looked down at her again to see her curiously watching me, her breathing was normal and she wasn't struggling anymore. Flipping her onto her belly I put my knee hard into her back. Her arms already tied "hands to elbow" I stretched her legs back and secured each elbow to her ankles before attaching her to the harness. Lifting her up to waist height I began to use my knife and shred her clothes slowly from her body. Scrapping her skin and cutting her as often as I could. She began to struggle again. She seemed to be upset I was ruining her clothes more than the pain I was inflicting. After a few slaps about her face she settled to a silent whimper. Spinning her around to make her dizzy then stopping with her pussy in front of me I used the pulleys and raised her to shoulder height. Using my knife I began to shave her beautifully trimmed bush, after a few shallow cuts Bethany decided to stay still as I finished my work. Her skin now red and raw as I began to slap her pussy hard. When I got the color I was looking for I bought my mouth to her sweet smelling sex. Using my tongue I found her already dripping, her juices flowing into my mouth and spilling down my chin. I brought her close to orgasm twice but let off before she could nut. After a few more hard slaps to her pussy and ass I worked the harness system bringing her level with my hard cock. I went back to my bag and swapped her ball bag for a steel hole gag and stuffed my rod down her throat. Spinning her I alternated between violently fucking her face and her twat. When it was time for me to cum I held my cock deep in her throat pulling her hair as hard as I could and letting her choke on her own gag reflex until I had emptied balls. Finished with her I dropped her hard to the floor. Gathered my tools and tossed a large black t-shirt with the words "TRASH" and "WHORE" painted in red to the floor in front of her. After leaving her in the storage room, I made my way out of the office and down the south corridor. The janitor and his bitch having moved on I made my way quickly to the stairs. Careful observation of my watch alerted me that I had only 17 minutes to descend the stair and make my way across the lot before the guard would make his way around to this side of the building again. Once inside my car I drove around to the public side to watch Bethany exit the building. I didn't have to wait long before she came scurrying out the door and made a bee-line to her car. I followed her to her house and watched her on the phone through her living room window. She seemed pleased and excited as she spoke on the phone. Aggravated by this result I decided to make a few calls of my own. After about 15 minutes I had secured 12 fellow kinksters to meet me at the Waffle House a few miles away. Two hours later the plan discussed we all piled into BooggieFamous's large van and headed back to Bethany's residence. To be continued....