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The Partnership
by Abadone (meabad1one@gmail.com)

***

I had everything in order and ready for the interview. 
I knew this job was mine, just this one last interview 
to prove myself. (MMF, reluc, oral, anal, size)

***

The Partnership

OK I have my shortest dress on with my highest heels,  
just paid out got a top stylist  $400 hair do. I know 
I look a million dollars as the short conservative 
pinstriped charcoal grey skirt fitted perfect showing 
off my curves well with a white blouse just tight 
enough to accentuate my boobs but no strained buttons, 
along with a tailored charcoal jacket to complete the 
suit, it's the one with the little cherub motif on the 
label that I loved, it shows all my best assets off 
nicely while still being a conservative outfit. 

I want this damn Partnership position so dressing to 
show my womanly assets off can only help, but I have 
to say that I have earned this position and I will not 
allow these male chauvinists white racist bastards get 
what I have worked hard for over these past two years. 
"This job is mine." I said to myself in the mirror as 
I checked out my winning smile and blew myself a kiss.

Yes my nerves were getting to me,  and my thoughts 
were more than a bit jangled, ok I have spent the last 
two weeks meticulously putting my portfolio together 
and I know it must out-shine all the others as my 
reputation as a winner in the legal market is up in 
the top league, I know it is. So why am I worrying 
about it? I know I am sure to get it, plus I am not 
going to let these spoiled Harvard white boys beat me 
to what I deserve.

13:50

OK one last check. All my data is in the portfolio, 
check. References from my top clients, check. Hair 
perfect, check. Lipstick shining, check. Boobs up 
right and tight, check. Booty firm and pouting, check. 
Stockings straight, no ladders, check.  Shoes with 
high gloss shine, check.  No knicker line showing, 
check. No bra seems showing, check. Ass ring 
twitching, check. 

13:55

OK time to take the walk, god these nerves will get 
the better of me; I have already passed with the 
board's approval so it was just this one last 
interview with Mr. Jackson and he was so elusive and 
rarely seen, but his was the last say on who would sit 
on the Partners board. Dam my hands are sweating.

13:58

I left the bathroom and walked the long corridor 
feeling my left heel pulling on the carpet I knew I 
should have worn the my flats, but the high heels did 
give my legs that extra length and gave my calves a 
lovely shape so any advantage has to be a plus. 
Stopping to do one last straighten of the skirt I took 
a deep breath and knocked on the door then  with 
sweaty palms gripped the cold brass handle entered Mr. 
Jackson's reception to be greeted by and elderly lady 
in her mid to late 50's who was very well kept, she 
greeted me with a warm smile. "Hello, you will be Miss 
Roberts I would assume?" Her voice was soft, warm and 
welcoming setting some of my nerves at ease.

"Yes." I replied, offering my hand "I am here to see 
Mr. Jackson for a 2.00pm appointment." My heart was 
fluttering again as she ignored the offered hand 
leaving me hanging.

Casually she gestured to a deep red leather couch. 
"Please take a seat and wait a moment while I inform 
Mr. Jackson you are here."

I went to take a seat and found I was too nervous, so 
I just stood there holding tight to my portfolio as 
she stood straightening her clothes and entered what I 
presumed to be Mr. Roberts's room giving me a smile as 
she passed. I smiled back but her eyes cast past me in 
an instant. My nerves were starting to jingle so I 
closed my eyes to refocus on a positive outcome. 

She was gone what seemed a long time leaving me to 
spend the time looking around the room. This was a 
modern building but this was like a step into the last 
century with heavy law books in deep oaks bookcases, 
it even had that musty smell of old books, it reminded 
me of the countless heavy hours spent researching in 
libraries.

Finally she emerged walking past me to take her coat 
from its stand and told me "Miss Roberts, once the 
buzzer sounds you may enter, sorry I have to dash off 
on an errand and it will quite possibly take me the 
rest of the day. I wish you the best of luck with your 
interview."   I smiled back and thanked her as she 
left me alone and that's when the age of the room 
started to creep in and the silent waiting started to 
hang I must have wiped my sweating hands a dozen or 
more time on my hips to try and calm myself.

Impatience started to creep into my thoughts as to 
what could possibly be wrong, I thought as my stomach 
was starting to growl, I had skipped lunch being too 
nervous to eat and now all this waiting around I don't 
know how much more my nerves could take was possibly 
not the best of ideas thinking back. I steadied myself 
as I wanted this job and yes it was about the money 
its 185K pa now but if I get this position it is 750K 
pa plus Partnership bonuses and perks. I just wanted 
this as I had worked what seemed like all my life for 
this, a lowly girl working hard to come up from the 
wrong side of the tracks, I deserved it, no I have 
earned it, I reassured myself.

14:35

The shocking sound of the buzzer jolted me out of my 
revere and with one final check I brushed the non-
existent creases out of my skirt and entered Mr. 
Jackson's room.

Wow this was very odd, it was a very large room but it 
was almost empty, it had no windows just oak panelling 
with one couch off to the side and several very large 
TV's around the walls showing the company logo. My 
main focus was Mr. Jackson sat at an empty desk that 
was a very low solid oak desk, that low in fact I 
could see below his knees, I had to look again that it 
was in fact a desk and not a table. Mr. Jackson did 
not even look up from a letter he was reading as I 
approached him. 

I stood waiting patiently until he finally glanced up 
from his letter and put his hand up. "Please would you 
stand in the triangle until I give you permission to 
approach?" 

I looked down at the plush red carpet and turning I 
eyed myself in the almost wall size mirror; god I 
looked good; as I stepped backwards into the black 
triangle that was embedded in the carpet. This was odd 
and again my nerves jumped back up on edge as I turned 
back to face him. I was what, now a good ten foot away 
from him.

Looking around I could see no other seating just one 
couch with a small table and one other door that I 
guessed would lead to his real office, but what the 
striking feature that got to me was the height of the 
ceiling with its large array of embedded lights. 

I waited again and then he waved me over. "Hello Miss 
Robbers, please I am sorry for all this delay, just 
things do come up at the wrong times."

I smiled at him and said it was fine and that I 
understand that he has a very important job.

He pointed at my portfolio. "Is that your résumé?" 

"Yes it is my portfolio, my past three years work with 
references from clients. Sir" I almost curtsied. 

He reached out over his large desk. "Please may I 
read?"

"Yes, yes you can." I felt a bit girlish stammering 
and shaking as walked over to hand him my portfolio."

He took it then gestured waving the back of his hand 
saying "Please can you stand back in the triangle?"

I did not reply I just walked back and stood in the 
triangle again. This was so strange I thought but 
turned to face him smiling.

"Thank you Miss Roberts, I hope you don't mind if I 
spend a little time reading this?" I was not sure how 
to read him but it may have been a slight smile he 
gave me.

"No, please feel free to read as that's what it's for. 
Sir" I smiled back at him.

I stood as he slowly read it and for fuck sake the guy 
was reading every word on every page. I was now 
beginning to think I made the wrong choice in these 
extra high heels as my feet were killing me." 

I took this time to get a good look at him, if he was 
to stand up I guess he would be about five foot, five, 
he was round with it and the suit he was wearing did 
not flatter his figure. He was portly should I say to 
be polite and looked about fifty, his skin was pale 
white and his jowls hung down. I watched him looking 
diligently at my portfolio through them half rimmed 
glasses and he did look the part of an aged man who 
had worked hard to get where he was. 

There was no 'bling' nothing to denote the value he 
must be worth, he looked what he was just an old grey 
balding man of books, but if I was him I would flaunt 
it and lord it over everyone I met. But that was me. 
Visions of me with bling on my ears and huge gold 
rings walking around a huge ballroom made me smile.

Still he was reading when the visions faded and my 
legs were really starting to ache and my feet were 
sore as hell, I did my best to try and stand still and 
not to fidget around.

15:13

Finally he broke the hanging silence. "Your portfolio 
is very concise Miss Roberts; I am quite impressed 
with your work."

I smiled back, "Why thank you Mr. Jackson."

His tone then changed. "I warn you though, you do have 
stiff competition. Mr. Philips has a strong case for 
this position as also Mr. Baldwin is looking very 
confident."

Philips the long streak of ass-kissing cat piss a man 
who would not know how to start to look at law case if 
it had pictures with it. Then Baldwin the most 
womanising chauvinistic prat in the company, if it 
wore a skirt he would case it, oh and them god awful 
cheesy chat up lines of his, the thought of him makes 
my flesh crawl.

Still I was polite with my answer thinking diplomacy 
would be my best option. "Yes Mr. Jackson they are 
both highly thought of."

He was silent for a while then leaning back on his 
plush chair he steepled his fingers. "So the question 
is what could you bring to the company that these two 
fine gentlemen could not?"

I had been expecting this question, so I rolled off 
some of the clients I had worked with and emphasised 
how it was a woman's touch that had got things moving 
where a masculine approach might have been too 
forceful and could have possibly lost the cases, I 
even gave him examples, I started to feel pride in 
myself and my work and puffed my chest out as my 
confidence started to come back to me. 

He smiled at my reply but it was only with half of his 
mouth. "So you think that bringing a woman's assets to 
the boardroom and this would improve our marketing 
ability?" 

Again I was ready for this kind of angle so with 
confidence I told him that I was the perfect choice to 
bring a fresh outlook with my high ability to 
empathize with our clients' needs.

His voice was a little stern but seemed a little 
lighter than before, "Yes Miss Roberts you do have the 
possibility to give the board some of your better 
assets by the look of what I have seen so far." 

So he liked my portfolio, I gave a slight curtsy" Why 
thank you for the compliments Mr. Jackson."

His eyebrows knotted as he looked over his glasses at 
me. "But can you take on a big job?"

I felt confident I could take any job on. "Yes I think 
I like to believe I could take anything that was put 
in front of me."

He leaned forward looking me up and down. "I 
personally don't think you have what it takes to 
handle a large job or multiple clients at once. I 
don't think you could really handle a hard job Miss 
Roberts." He emphasized the word 'really' as he looked 
over his glasses at me.

I felt a bit put out by this, first he was happy with 
what I have been doing and now he was telling me I was 
not good enough for a heavy workload. "I believe I can 
handle any job you care to give me." I could feel my 
anger fuelling my words so tried to not let it affect 
my voice, but still I wanted to sound confident. "Give 
me something that you think I cannot handle then I 
will show you what this woman can do and I am sure you 
will be more than satisfied with the outcome." There 
it was out in the open so go on old man challenge me I 
shouted inwardly as I straightened up with shoulders 
back looking him hard in the face.

"Ok. Miss Roberts you know that this position means a 
lot of responsibly and the ability to take each 
challenge as it comes along and that being at the top 
there is nowhere to run to for help or advice no 
matter how bad things are, it all ends up in your 
lap."

My reply was a little quick and smug I must admit but 
I am proud of my skills. "I believe a woman's 
intuition has proved successful for me so far in my 
career and I have enough assets to draw on in my past 
to show I have enough experience to tackle any hard 
job put before me." I flicked my hair back as I raised 
my head higher.

He then leaned back rocking slightly. "You also know 
this position comes with perks, large salary with 
substantial bonuses?"

 The thought of spending all that cash does make me 
smile. "Yes Mr. Jackson." 'Bling' I thought to myself.

"You also do realise that you may get jobs you do not 
like to do and could possibly go against your own 
principles. Would you still be willing to take them on 
and give them your best efforts?"

What principles I thought, I have dragged myself up 
from the gutter to be here and now so who gives a shit 
about principles. I did not say that out loud but did 
tell him. "I am fine with it if it is to benefit the 
company." Remembering diplomacy is always the best 
option.

He stated to rock in his chair. "So you think you can 
handle any hard job I can give you and that you would 
not baulk away from it no matter how you disliked it 
or how much it went against your principles?"

I was confident but I had a feeling he was trying to 
catch me out. "No one can be 100% sure that they can 
do everything and get it right, but I know for sure I 
would not back away from it and would give it my best 
shot and if it is to benefit the company then all has 
to be for the good, right!" The last was a statement 
not a question.

He slightly cocked his head to one side saying. "But 
not everything that will be asked of you will be for 
the company, sometimes it will be just for me. Would 
you still have the same determination and resolve Miss 
Roberts?"

I thought for a moment, is this him saying if he gives 
me the job I will have to vote for him if the board 
were to vote different? I thought of the cash, at the 
end of the day it was a hell of a lot of money and if 
this guy was to give me that position I think I could 
afford to vote in his favour until I became 
established enough in the position to have my own say, 
so yes I thought. "Yes I think I could do you proud if 
you were to give me a job to do."

He smiled then, yea another pawn on the board for him 
to play with, I thought.

"OK, you say you don't mind doing a job for me and 
even if it was to go against your principles no matter 
how hard it was?" He head cocked slightly to the other 
side as he looked over his half rimmed glasses.

He seemed a little smug with himself with a slight 
gleam to his eyes. But I don't mind feeding his ego as 
long as it fills my bank account. "Yes" My reply was 
simple.

Again he asked "You mentioned you were up for a 
challenge right now, a hard challenge?"

Standing up straight I felt good as it seemed I might 
be in for getting this position after all. "Yes I 
believe I am ready for a new challenge."

He then leaned forward to rest his chins on his hands 
to look at me over his fingers. "You mentioned you had 
good assets?"

"Yes" I replied quite confidently puffing my chest out 
with pride.

He was silent for a while as he looked me up and down 
weighing me up. "Ok then Miss Roberts please remove 
your clothes and show me your best assets." He said it 
so nonchalantly you could have knocked me down with a 
feather. This was it? This is what it comes down too, 
the old casting couch after all this hard work. Well 
he can go and fuck himself I would never lower my 
skills to that level, I was better than that I have 
proved it time and time again. I have a right mind to 
report him for, for. 

He must have seen the look on my face change as he 
broke my chain of thought with "If you are not 
comfortable with this or feel able to rise to the 
challenge you are free to leave." 

It was then that it hit me, that deep inset resolve 
that has got me through the worst parts or my career,  
he was just one old fat guy after a fuck, I could eat 
him alive, this is something that Philips and Baldwin 
could not do for Mr. 'old perv' Jackson at the end of 
the day. So with a few minutes work and after a hot 
bath I would be a rich woman. I stole my reservations 
and stashed my self-esteem, OK I could do this.

I straightened myself up standing tall, I slipped my 
Jacket from my shoulders and let it hit the floor in a 
heap then looked at him as he sat back again with a 
quivering smile filling his fat jowly face.  I then 
slowly unbuttoned my blouse taking my time with each 
button. OK if he wanted this, I wanted him that hot he 
would cum in seconds and it would be over with. I 
turned my back to him looking at myself in the mirror 
and him behind his desk letching at me as I slowly 
removed my blouse first exposing one shoulder to him 
and then the other finally letting it slide down my 
arms to fall to the floor. 

Unclipping my skirt and lowering my zip I pushed it 
over my hips with a wiggle then down to the floor 
bending deep showing him what I thought was my best 
asset, my ass. I reached behind myself and stroked my 
ass feeling the soft silk of my yellow knickers under 
my fingers. Fuck I wanted to get this old fart that 
horny the cunt has a heart attack for putting me 
through this. I glanced into the full mirror to see 
him taking in the shape of my ass.

I turned around giving him a full frontal as I gyrated 
and stroked my hands over my body. "You like what you 
see Mr. Jackson?"

He reply was gruff and to the point. "I was wondering 
when you would stop all your strip joint shit and get 
the fuck naked."

The ungrateful bastard I thought, I never even did 
this for my boyfriends in the past. So without 
ceremony I unclipped my bra letting my tits bounce 
free and just scooped down my knickers so I was almost 
naked before him. I was about to remove my shoes and 
stockings when he told me to stop. "This is the point 
where you can leave or commit yourself to the job Miss 
Jackson." Commit myself what is there to commit too, I 
wanted this position so this fat perv of a 'get' is 
not going to stop this street-wise black assed nigger 
now, so I took a step and finally managed to get out 
of this accursed triangle.

Naked apart from my shoes and stockings I walked to 
him taking long steps to get around his low desk, 
straightening up I threw my shoulder back and took the 
clip from my hair letting my raven locks bounce around 
my shoulders, smugly I planted my hands on my hips as 
I stopped before him. He did not even reach out to 
touch me just pointed at the floor. Yea, yea I got the 
message I thought, BJ time I would guess. 

I complied and got to my knees, that's when he leaned 
forward roughly  grabbing my head then with thick 
chubby fingers forced opened my mouth and looked 
inside like I was some racehorse or something. He was 
not happy with just pulling my chin down he put his 
fat chubby fingers into my mouth and pulled my mouth 
further open and then with two fingers each side 
pulled my cheeks apart stretching my lips that wide 
they tingled. 

I was confused at this, yes I was a black girl and I 
have big lips and a big mouth to match, this was 
starting to feel a little uncomfortable with him 
forcing my mouth open staring in with those half 
rimmed glasses. Then he spoke "Stick out your tongue 
Miss Roberts. So with him holding my cheeks open I 
stuck out my tongue, soon as I had it out as far as I 
could he started to stroke it with his fingers. 

I was a bit confused. Then he pushed his fingers to 
the back of my throat and started to feel around. I 
did not gag on it as my last boyfriend had loved deep 
throat and I had managed to find a way to suppress the 
urge to gag but it was still a bit of a shock. This 
was maybe just some perv of his to poke around a 
girl's mouth or he was a dentist wannabe, I thought, I 
was even more confused than anything when he let go 
and not just pulled but yanked me forward towards his 
lap by hooking his fingers behind my front teeth.

"OK Miss Roberts you will do, now you can get to work 
on my cock." This was so indignant of him just to 
think I would just do what he asked, I did it all the 
same. I pushed his jacket back and with some effort 
managed to unbutton his pants and then his zip. He was 
fat so there was no sign of his cock, I put my hand in 
and could not get down to it. Must be a really small 
cock he had as I fumbled and found nothing, giving up 
I reached for the sides of his pants and then he did 
finally help me out as he stood up so I could pull 
them down.

That's when I got a real eye full. This guy was a 
freak; he had the fattest cock I have ever seen it 
just hung between his legs looking totally....  
freakish, it did not look long but it was long, it was 
just that fat it looked short. OK this was going to be 
uncomfortable, I thought, but took a breath and 
reached for it with both hands. It was heavy and not 
hard and felt like some kind of huge water balloon. I 
know cock so I started to pull him off feeling it 
slowly fill up and getting even heavier.

"Did I say you could touch me with your hands? Get 
your mouth around it!" He was gruff and looking up at 
him over his fat gut with his dull grey eyes peered 
down at me.

He was starting to rattle me now I knew he was testing 
my resolve and how far he could push me until I quit. 
Well he was in for a surprise as this black girl from 
the wrong side of the tracks does not know the meaning 
of quit to some jumped up fat white guy.

I started to lick his freakish cock, leaning down I 
got my mouth around the tip and tried to take in as 
much as I could, but like I say it was freakishly fat 
and could only get my mouth around half of its purple 
head. I started to tease the large eye with my tongue 
generally circling it inside my mouth. 

Mr. Jackson started to stroke my hair, there goes my 
$400 hair do' I thought, then as his freakish cock 
started to grow in my mouth he just took two hands 
full of my hair and rammed his cock home making me 
jump with a start totally filling my mouth with the 
head of his cock. He pushed it harder a second time 
and I felt my eyes bulge at this huge cock overfilling 
my mouth, yes I did gag at the size of this thing as 
it jarred up against my throat. 

He showed me no care as he just did it again and again 
bringing water to my eyes. It was not fully hard so 
with its softness it just squeezed more into my mouth 
totally filling it. He was relentless as he just kept 
on thrusting his hips and forcing me to take it 
holding my head tight by my hair. Soon I started to 
feel it getting even harder and the hammering into my 
mouth felt more vicious as it started to get rock hard 
and this just made the impact on my throat more 
painful.  

He kept this up for a long time and my jaw being so 
wide open began to ache while my lips stretched around 
this freakishly fat cock started to get really sore 
and tingling, even my hair was hurting as his trusts 
got more and more heated as he pulled me hard onto 
him. I could feel the panic starting to rise making my 
chest tight and I started to show my pain as I grunted 
each time he pushed hard into me. Then he seemed to 
hit another level with his trusts and he was almost 
pulling my hair out by the roots; involuntary I 
started to panic scream around his thrusting cock.

He may have been old an portly guy but he was powerful 
and I was in pure panic mode now as I was even trying 
to push him off me, but he had my hair in a tight grip 
and I could not pull free as his cock had my mouth at 
its mercy. That's when I started to blame myself for 
this as I wanted it and even thought it would be easy 
just to satisfy this fat old man, a lot of if's went 
through my head but were just being fucked back out 
again by this fat cock in my mouth. 

I just dreaded the thought of him cumming as I would 
have no way to control it, it would just fill my 
throat and block my breathing it was really starting 
to panic me. He was merciless as he grunted and 
hammered hard into my face. I tried to get up but he 
just held my head and this position it just opened my 
throat more and I could feel it hammering that bit 
deeper, Christ I thought if he did manage to break 
through to my throat it would surely kill me. I 
finally went past the point of panic and resolved 
myself to except what was coming as I got back to my 
knees, I let him just use my face for his cocks 
satisfaction. 

He went on and on until finally he just threw me off 
him onto the desk. I just gasped for breath as I felt 
him lift me up by the arse and push me across the 
desk. I expected more but he just let me go. I just 
half knelt there with my arse in the air and my head 
on the desk gasping. Finally I checked my jaw out with 
my hands and felt how wet my face was, I did not 
realise I must have been crying but my face was soaked 
with tears. I did my best to compose myself and 
started to move thinking it was somehow over. 

"I was wrong. You seem to be handling this hard job 
well Miss Roberts are you ready for the next part?" 

I was about to reply when I felt his hands pull my 
arse cheeks apart stretching my ring, then he rammed a 
fat finger deep onto me. Yes I screamed at the 
intrusion and yes it hurt like hell, my arse 
involuntary clamped tight on his invading finger. This 
just made it worse so I tried to think of Joshua my 
last boyfriend and how he loved to give it to me in 
the ass and this relaxed me a bit as I thought of him 
and not of this fat probing finger violating my ring. 

He just kept ramming it in and out twisting this way 
and that way trying to plunge it even deeper. Then a 
sharp pain shot through my arse and I screamed as he 
shoved two fingers into me and I tried to move away 
but he just griped my hair pulling me back. "Stay 
still now Miss Roberts I am just making a little room 
for my cock." Then he spat between my arse cheeks and 
I felt it hit and run down to my ring. I knew what was 
coming as he removed his fingers and the thought of 
that freakish fat cock being rammed into my gut just 
freaked me out, animal instinct took over me as I 
started to struggle to get away as I felt the hot soft 
end of his meat touch my ring. 

I was too slow or he was too quick as he just rammed 
it against my ring hard. Yes I screamed and fucking 
screamed loud, it felt like my arse was on fire as he 
forced the head of his cock into me. "NO" I could hear 
myself scream as he thrust again forcing more of that 
freakish cock into me.  My arse was just too small for 
this thing to fit in me but it did not stop him from 
forcing me to take it as he pulled my head back and 
forced it in again. The pain was almost unbearable, my 
arse burnt like never before, my poor ring must be 
stretched to the max as I could feel every vain in his 
cock as he pushed even more into me. 

I tried to get away from this huge freakish cock but 
he had me impaled onto it and pulling me back by my 
hair trying to get even more into me. All I could hear 
was my own screaming as I griped the end of the desk 
and took what he was giving me. Then he started to 
hammer into me, he was ripping my poor arse apart I 
just knew it as I have never felt this much pain in my 
life, he forced it deep into my gut and then I felt 
him slap hard against my arse as he finally got it all 
in. That's when it really started as he pumped it deep 
into me hard and fast. Shit I was screaming my head 
off I could now feel hot tears rolling down my face as 
I tried to get away.

My throat was getting sore now and all I could do was 
sob into the desk as he viciously rammed my arse. That 
was not enough for him he pulled my head back hard by 
my hair and started to slap the cheeks of my ass not 
gently but with violence and hard. I opened my eyes to 
see myself in the mirror, I was like a rag doll being 
jerked around and he was looking down at my arse 
watching his white cock slam into my black ass smiling 
as his hand came down on my butt cheek time and again. 
I could feel myself shaking and my head was light with 
all this hyperventilating I was doing and then add the 
pain of this freakish cock slamming into me and him 
slapping my arse I don't think I could take any more 
as my eyesight was starting to dim and I could see 
lights dancing before my eyes, I was sure I was going 
to pass out any second so I tried to hold out thinking 
he must finish soon.

That's when relief hit me as he pulled out, I just 
kneeled there thankful it was over ,then I felt him 
push his thumbs into my ass and pull it wide open, I 
heard him and felt him spit into my ring. He then 
turned me over so I could see his white pallid 
sweating face. No I said but I had little fight left 
in me as he held my legs open and started to push that 
freakish cock at my poor pussy. I was wet but still it 
took several thrusts to get his fat head into my 
pussy. Yes I screamed loud at this intrusion feeling 
like a virgin all over again as I felt my pussy forced 
open to take him into me. Then all too soon he was 
hammering it in, fuck this hurt like hell-fire as I 
felt my pussy slowly rip open and except this fat 
freakish cock. 

He did not seem to even care as he just rammed it in 
harder as I cried shaking my head 'NO!' Then he was 
all the way in and I was sure it was going to come out 
of my mouth if not it was surly going to rip me in 
half as I felt his balls slap against my abused ring. 
He was literally hammering me into the desk with all 
his weight behind his fat cock as he gripped my tits 
and crushed them in his hands. I did not think I could 
scream any more but I did as he started to slap my 
tits sending shock-waves of pain through me. I looked 
around as there must be something I could use to stop 
him or someone out there to help me' but no there was 
nothing but the sound of my screams and his heavy 
grunting all in time with the wet sound of his fat 
freakish meat slamming into me. 

Again I my eyes started to dim as this world of pain 
started to float away from me, I felt as if I was 
floating above myself and watching him fuck me and 
slap me about the face and tits and spit into my face, 
then I realised I was there and what I was seeing was 
me from different angles in each and every TV screen 
around the room, then screens started to change as 
faces from the board members started to appear. This 
just made my head swim even more as I watched the 
lights and faces dance before my eyes. 

Then it hit me like a tidal wave I orgasmed but like 
never before this shook my body from the core of my 
pussy to the tips of my fingers and toes and it did 
not stop, just wave after wave cascaded over me. Even 
the pain had changed like a switch going on, it was 
all just pleasure wave after wave of pleasure, even 
him slapping me just sent fresh sensation passing 
through me. Then when he gripped my tits real hard and 
started to grunt at me as he exploded deep inside me. 
'NO' I felt myself scream as he filled me with shot 
after shot of burning hot cum deep into my gut. That's 
when the lights went out and the faces faded, last I 
remember was his weight coming off me.

I started to come around to the feeling of someone 
still fucking my pussy and shouting, 'This dirty black 
bitch is coming around'. I opened my eyes just to see 
a large set of balls hanging over me and I screamed 
just to have the scream gagged in my throat as the 
balls owners just slammed his cock into my mouth and 
without any ceremony as he forced it deep into me 
fucking my throat in long deep thrusts. 

I lost consciousness again to the sound of deep 
laughter only to be woken by slaps to my face and as I 
started to come to my senses I felt searing pain in my 
arse again as someone was fucking it hard and deep and 
then the burning sensation hit me as I felt them cum 
deep in me and I screamed with each shot of burning 
cum that filled me. I looked up as a shadow fell 
across me, it was Mr. Philips holding his erect cock, 
it was another large long fat cock, but at least this 
looked in normal proportions I thought. 

I knew what he was going to do and felt helpless as I 
could not even try to avoid it feeling so weak. So I 
just lay there with my mouth open as he pushed it into 
me and deep down my throat in one easy long movement 
until his balls rested hard against my nose.  Now my 
sight was blocked as all I could see were these two 
great hairy balls being pushed hard onto my face as he 
rammed my throat. I felt the guy who was fucking my 
arse remove himself only to be replaced by another who 
dove deep into my pussy with one hard slam it felt 
huge inside me as the searing pain shot through me 
again and by the size of it, it could only have been 
Mr. Jackson. I just screamed again or tried too but it 
was blocked by this cock ramming into my mouth.

There was nothing I could do as I felt them taking it 
in turns to slap my tits, I felt so weak and helpless 
I did not even have the energy to move my arms. I was 
completely at the mercy of these two cocks and there 
was nothing I could do but cry deep inside. Once again 
my body betrayed me as waves of pleasure swept over me 
and the comforting darkness enveloped me again.

I lost count of how many times I woke just to find I 
was being pounded in my ass or cunt or having my 
throat filled with cock and cum while I was cramped up 
or stretched out in different positions. I just 
remember the pain and the waves of pleasure as I was 
fucked raw time and time again. I just welcomed the 
blackness that would envelope me and sometimes I would 
be in that much pain I would pray for it to come and 
take me away from it all. But finally the warm 
comforting darkness won and I remembered no more.

The next thing I knew I was coming around in a 
hospital, it took me a while to orient myself but as 
soon as I moved I knew why I was here. I was dreading 
lifting the blankets, I hurt like hell all over, the 
lower half of my body was like fire and as I attempted 
to move my tits screamed at me and my throat felt like 
I had eaten red hot irons. So laying there I slowly 
took in my surroundings and that was when I noticed 
the brown envelope on the small table next to me. It 
had my name on it, at first I thought it was just my 
belongings sealed up but it was a bit slim for that so 
with a little trepidation I reached out to 
investigate. Inside was a disc entitled Miss Roberts 
interview, along with it was a headed letter that 
simply read.

Dear Miss V Roberts.

Pertaining to your interview the 21st August 2011 for 
the Company Partner position, we would like to inform 
you that you were unsuccessful at this time. Should 
another opening arise then please do feel free to re-
apply.

Best regards 

Mr. F. U. Jackson.

Company Partner, Director.

I swore to myself for being such a foolish black stuck 
up bitch trying to get into a rich white man's world 
as too them I was just black meat to be fucked with. I 
stared at the disc with fear and loathing as I knew 
what would be on it, the evil lecherous fat bastard 
had recorded it all. I would never be able to go back 
now and face the shame of it all and that's when the 
floodgates opened and the tears started to flow and 
how the nurse later found me.

3 Months later...

I smiled to myself as I looked down between my legs at 
the positive blue line on the pregnancy test and 
thought of the paternity case and all that lovely 
cash. Revenge is sweet and this one was about to be 
served extremely cold.

END

Author's Note: Your feedback is always more than 
welcome, so do please visit my ASSR Author Page with 
your creative criticism or just to read my other 
stories. /~Abadone/

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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