Screwed MF Non- Consensual Rape
By David Lavenham
I could not believe it, the drug had worked, and they were all unconscious. I left them in the conference room while I locked the office door from the inside, it was after hours, but I wanted to make sure I was not disturbed. As the key turned in the lock I punched the air. ‘Yesss’, I hissed. I had done it. The hard part was over.
I looked at my watch,
I had planned this for months; I knew exactly what I had to do. Nothing was on paper; everything was in my head, the timings, the names, the account numbers, and the passwords. Everything.
I checked on my sleeping colleagues. Most of them were slumped forwards in their seats; a couple had fallen off their chairs and were lying on the floor or across the laps of their colleagues. The screen was still lit with the second slide of my presentation. “What the restructure means to you’. I knew that would guarantee a 100% turn out. I did a quick headcount to make sure, 23 sleeping executives, who where about to have their lives turned upside down. I knew most of them very well, after all I worked with many of them for 10 years before I was promoted to regional VP and was put in charge of the office.
My dick began to swell as I looked along the rows of sleeping faces. Kirsty was in the front row, wearing her trademark figure hugging top, her seemingly permanently erect nipples straining against the tight white material even as she slept. Karen had fallen to the floor, her skirt riding up her long legs exposing her golden tanned thighs, her long blond hair flowing over her face. Right next to where I was standing Amy was sitting with her head rolled back, her Adam’s apple straining against the skin of her long neck. Behind her back the guys often called her the ‘tit-less wonder’. She had small breasts, just huge nipples really, but she made the most of what she had with lots of low cut tops and never wearing a bra. Today she was wearing a blue shirt, the top three buttons undone. My dick was straining against my trousers, trying to rip its way through the material, desperate to make contact with some of this longed for, but until now unavailable flesh.
I reached down and put my hand on the side of Amy’s neck, feeling her warm soft skin under my fingers. Slowly I ran my hand down her neck and under the material of her shirt, gently exploring her soft skin until my fingers touched and erect nipple. I could feel her chest rise and fall as I rolled her hot erect nipple in my fingers, my other hand rubbing my dick through my trousers. How many years had I dreamt about what she would feel like, trying to conjure up the sensation of her nipples under my hand as I watched her in the office.
I knelt next to her and unbuttoned her shirt, parting it slowly to expose her tits. They were very dark, much darker than I had imagined, and hard to the touch. Was she responding to my touch, even in her unconscious state? I leant forward and took her nipple in my mouth, rolling it under my tongue. My hand rested on her knee and, parting her nylon covered legs slightly I ran my hand up her thigh, closing my eyes to concentrate on the sensation as my fingers felt the warmth of her pussy. I rubbed her through her pantyhose as my tongue played with her nipple.
I was overtaken by desire, my fingers and tongue working frantically on the long forbidden fruit of my colleague’s body. I moved her chair around so she was sitting with her legs open, her pussy only inches from my face. My passion for her hit new heights as I saw her naked pussy beneath the nylon. Grabbing the crotch of her pantyhose in each hand I ripped the thin material and buried my head in her warm wet pussy. She tasted fantastic. I wasn’t put off by the lack of response as I licked at her sleeping woman hood.
My cock was so stiff it was hurting. I unzipped my fly and began to pump at my aching dick as I licked Amy, probing her pussy with my tongue.
A cell phone ringing snapped me out of my stupor.
‘Shit’, I whispered, looking at my watch.
It was
‘Shit, shit, shit’, I cursed myself. It was the one thing I had promised myself I wouldn’t do. I had wasted time, going off the plan. I had left time for this, but that was for later, first I needed to complete the main business.
I jumped up and, with my dick still poking out from the front of my trousers I ran back into the office.
I had to concentrate now and forget the pleasures waiting in the conference room. I logged onto the first PC and went onto the internet. The process was straightforward. I had used my privileges to monitor internet traffic in the office, collecting banking details, card numbers and passwords, the most important ones being for our payroll and accounts payable administration systems.
First the big transfers, then onto the smaller, individual robberies.
Payroll was easy; I had picked this evening
carefully. At
Next I logged onto accounts payable. I had to move money in $100,000 batches as there was a limit on individual transfers, but within a few minutes I had millions of dollars flowing into my account.
Finally I made a few special transfers from my colleague’s private bank accounts; $100,000 from Kurt’s savings account, draining the proceeds of his house sale; $75,000 from Steve’s pension fund; and so on. I smiled as I made one transaction, with the taste of her pussy still on my lips I transferred $25,000 from Amy’s account to mine.
I looked at my watch again.
I called up the programme I had created at home and hit ‘run’. I watched the screen scroll numbers as the card payments were made into my account. Each of the credit card numbers I had collected robbed until the credit limit ran dry.
Pushing my male staff and less attractive female colleagues roughly to one side I dragged my prey to the back of the conference room.
When I had finished there were six of the most attractive women I had had the pleasure of working with laying in front of me.
I smiled down on their sleeping forms, stroking my dick.
Karen was first. I ripped her shirt open to expose the black lacy bra enclosing her pert firm tits. I rubbed her through the black lace before yanking her bra off and licking her soft tits for a few moments before pulling her skirt down, then her matching lace panties. I stood up and looked down on her semi – naked body. She was magnificent, tall, blonde, tanned with Nordic good looks. She was obviously happy sunbathing topless and, judging by the tiny white area surrounding her trimmed pussy hair, spent a lot of time in a thong.
I pulled off my pants and knelt between her legs, spreading them apart and feasting on the sight of the soft pink gash between her legs. She looked dry so, spitting on my fingers I massaged her pussy a little, slipping a couple of digits into her tight little hole. Then I rested her legs on my shoulders and pressed my dick against the opening of her pussy.
Gradually I pushed myself into her, my dick easing itself into her hot dry little hole. Her breath seemed to quicken slightly as I began to pump into her, watching her tits sway up and down as I pushed my dick deeper and deeper into her hole. I fucked her for a few minutes before moving on.
Katrina had the most magnificent tits of any woman I had ever seen. They were straining against her grey jumper as she lay on the floor. With no time for niceties I ripped open her jumper and unfastened her bra, letting the voluminous flesh free. I ran my hands over her tits, tracing my fingers around her huge nipples. I had no interest in fucking her pussy; it was a tit fuck I dreamt of.
I sat on her stomach and grabbed the sides of her huge breasts, burying my dick in her hot flesh, thrusting it between the folds of her skin, watching the tip of my dick emerge just below her chin. I enjoyed the tit fuck, but it was less rewarding than I had imagined so I climbed off and moved on to Lucy.
Lucy was an enigma. Outwardly very quiet, shy even, I sensed she was more adventurous than she let it be known. My only clue to this was that she had a tongue piercing, as sure sign that sex, particularly oral sex was high on her agenda outside the office.
Kneeling beside her I pulled up her jumper and bra, revealing her breasts. Unsurprisingly they were pierced with little gold rings. She was wearing tight black leggings and, as I eased them down I was greeted with the sight of a little dragon tattooed where one would expect to find her pubic hair. Pulling off her leggings I opened her legs, whistling quietly at the amazing sight before me. Lucy had big brown pussy lips, which was a good thing given the number of piercings. Each of her labia was pierced several times. She had studs and rings scattered across her pussy, a little gold chain connecting the outermost labial piercings. The hood of her clit was also pierced with a little gold ring with a gold dolphin dangling from it. I ran my fingers over her soft moist slit, pulling gently at the chain and stretching the lips of her pussy as far as I dare. Kneeling between her legs I rubbed my dick over her pussy, smearing her sweet juice over its tip. But that was not what I wanted from her. I moved up and sat on her chest, just below her neck. Lifting her head I slipped my dick into her warm mouth.
Boy did that feel good, her teeth applying slight pressure, the sensation of the stud in her tongue against the base of my cock. I eased my dick in and out, fucking her mouth. She gagged a little in her sleep as I pushed it right too the back of her throat, but I just kept forcing it further and further, enjoying the soft warmth of her mouth around my cock. Fuck that was good. I could have come there and then, but I still had three more women to fuck.
Emma was a gym fanatic, and it showed. Her body was a work of art, muscular but still feminine. I pulled her cloths off, savouring the sight of her naked body. I traced my fingers down her torso, feeling the swell of her breasts under my light touch, the firm muscles of her flat stomach and onto the neatly trimmed mound. I pushed her legs apart and admired her pussy, a soft pink gash in the white valley of her thighs. Lifting her legs onto my shoulders I pushed my dick into her amazingly wet pussy, smiling to myself as, at last, I got the opportunity to fuck this beauty. She was hot, and I felt my balls tighten as my dick prepared to fill her with my seed.
I pulled out of her, I wanted to save myself.
I did not want to fuck Kirsty; I just ripped open her top and tweaked those amazing nipples, stiff and brown under my fingers. I pulled up her skirt and pulled her white cotton panties down, touching her pussy gently for a few moments before moving my attention to Amy once more.
I played with her little tits some more before turning her over onto her front, exposing her fantastic little ass. Standing behind her I lifted her up and draped her face down over a table.
This was it. The thing I had dreamed about more than anything else.
In the office Amy’s desk was just outside my office window. Every day I watched her as she stood, sat and bent over in front of me. I could think of only one thing. Fucking that little ass of hers.
I wet the end of my dick and, holding her butt open with my hand I pushed my cock against the little bud at the entrance to her butt.
I had to push pretty hard, but eventually my dick worked its way into her tight back passage and I began to fuck her. As I pushed myself further and further into her rectum I looked over the five unconscious women at my feet. What a fantastic evening this had been. It took only a few moments of fucking Amy’s tight ass before I began to feel my seed rise. I thrust hard into her for one last time before my hot seed began to pump into her body.
8.55. Perfect timing.
I wiped my dick on Amy’s shirt and got dressed.
Back at my PC I checked the transfers were complete.
$3.2 Million just sitting there waiting to be spent.
Only two things left to do and I could make my escape, a rich man.
First to hide the money, simple really, I just had to trigger a series of transfers to blind funds and trusts that would take years to trace.
Another website, another password and it was done.
I looked around the office one last time before heading for the car park, needlessly locking the door behind me.
This was it, the last step of the plan.
I opened the trunk and flicked the black switch.
2.00 … 1.59 … 1.58 … 1.57 … 1.56
I was two blocks away when I heard the bomb go off.
I looked back briefly in time to see the front of the building collapse, engulfed in a ball of flame.
I smiled to myself. By the time the FBI figured out what had happened I would be far away, starting a new life as a rich man.
By David Lavenham
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