Patriot
Girl
(Star
Treatment)
B
D
Phillips
March 12th 1968, Hollywood
California.
8pm , outside a small run down building
several miles east of mainstream Hollywood, there most of the well known
motion pictures are turned out, stood a single police
officer.
The officer...an African American male,
one of only 3 that were ever allowed to join the precinct, stares aimlessly
at the front entrance, when a hand touches his shoulder.
Startled at first, he smiles when he lays
eyes upon a colorfully clad woman in her early 20's. "You must be that Patriot
Girl I been hearing about?" he commented, giving her a wink. "I'm sure glad
my friend Audrey Rodgers was able to contact you like she
said."
Patriot Girl felt a little uneasy at his
response...did he know her Identity?
Audrey put her feelings aside for the moment,
if he did know...she was sure she could trust him with it. Audrey Rodgers
was good friends with his oldest daughter Ellen. That is until she was found
dead in an alleyway.
She was a nurse in a local hospital, when
she disappeared after a late night shift. 24 hrs later, her broken body was
found by sanitation workers laying by some trashcans. She was completely
nude with bruises all over her body. She had obviously been raped, and the
autopsy revealed some sort of strangulation as the cause of
death.
"You're Robert?" Patriot Girl said introducing
herself.
"At your service," He responds, taking her
gloved hand in his for a handshake.
"What do you have here Robert?" She
inquires.
Robert's facial expression changes drastically,
as he limps closer to the building. As Audrey Rodgers, she knew how he got
that limp. In Vietnam he was injured severely, almost losing his leg, when
a grenade exploded near him after he rushed an enemy position that saved
a whole squad of infantry soldiers .
When he returned to the states, the Mayor,
whose son was one of the soldiers, overlooked his racial views and gave Robert
a position on the force. A year
later, The Mayor, upon Robert's request allowed 2 other African Americans
to join up.
"This Asshole...name of Harry Bilkins, runs
a 2bit Whackateria." Robert began.
"Whackateria?" Audrey almost laughed at
his rude description.
"Hell...you know what I mean!" Robert
responds.
"A place where he makes and distributes
Porn films, to over 50 of his sleazy theaters all over the state. Most
of the movies are very violent and degrading to women. I been waiting to
bust this pig for a year now...but I can't find any evidence that these women
are being forced to perform."
"What do you want me to do?" Audrey
asked.
Robert smiled. "I hear you got a way of
getting to the truth."
This time Audrey smiled. "I'll see what
I can turn up Robert?"
"I'll meet you here in the morning...say...
10am ?"
Robert nods his approval then limps slowly
over to his car.
After the disabled officer drives off, Audrey
goes around to the rear of the building. Finding a window unlocked, she quietly
opens it. The window is very small, but her small, thin, but muscular form
has no problem maneuvering to gain entrance to a small
bathroom.
Audrey has to hold her nose to avoid gasping
at the foul smell coming from the filthy toilet that she is sure has not
ever been cleaned. Without her trusty star spangled shield, she listens to
the door a moment, then ventures out into what looks like a
hallway.
Sneaking quietly down the hall, her blood
runs cold, as she peaks inside a small room that she can only surmise is
an office. A huge, fat man about 400 pounds, is masturbating to a movie showing
on a white portable projector screen. All around the office is reel
after reel of film canisters.
Audrey feels sick to her stomach, as she
views the woman in the film. Naked, with her hands and feet tied, the woman,
wearing only a nurse's hat, struggles to keep her balance while standing
on top of a block of ice.
"You sick Bastard!" Audrey cursed, walking
into the room.
"What th...?" The startled fat man uttered,
trying to conceal his erection, by scooting in closer to his desk, while
the movie continues behind him. The fat man shudders in fear, as the uninvited
heroine advances towards him, in not so good of a mood.
Audrey can tell by his reaction, that he
knows who she is.
"W...W...Why Miss....ah...Patriot Girl,"
He stuttered.
"What can I D...Do
for...y...you?"
Patriot Girl licks over a stack of film
canisters, then grabs the fat man by his shirt collar, almost yanking him
up despite his huge bulk. "I want the address and the name of the PERVERTS
that made that film you were whacking off to when I came in!" She
demanded.
"I Don't K...K...Know!" He stammered. "It
comes from some people I deal with anonymously!"He explained. "They call
me and I send someone to make a deal...That's the truth...I swear!" he said,
frightened so much he began to piss his pants.
"Where do these meeting usually take place?"
She inquired.
"The dock...in east Hollywood!" The fat
man responds.
Patriot Girl lets go of his collar and backs
away slightly.
"You better be telling me the truth Harry!"
She warned.
"Or, I will be back...and I won't be so
damn gentle!" She yelled, kicking the projector, that slams against the wall
and catches fire. "I think you better find yourself another line of work!"
she almost laughs, as the fire spreads.
Moments later, Patriot Girl is nowhere in
sight.
As the fire begins to engulf the entire
office, Harry waddles out of the building, as the sound of fire trucks ring
out in the night air. "Bitch!" he mumbles to himself, as he walks over to
a payphone.
"It's me," He said, when he received an
answer at the other end.
"I got a proposition for you!"
Later that night, Patriot Girl checks
out the area Harry said exchanges were made. There were three possible places,
a production could have been made without causing too much suspicion...all
abandoned warehouses.
The first two produced nothing, but seeing
some movement in the last warehouse at the now midnight hour, peaked her
curiosity. She did not want to involve James Ridgemont of the new anti terrorist
agency she works for yet until she got some sort of tangible proof of criminal
activity. All she had now was a suspicion to work on. Even the woman in the
movie Harry was viewing could have been acting?"
Afteral...this was Hollywood and girls would
play any part to get their foot in the door, that would eventfully lead to
their big Hollywood break. Even allowing themselves to be filmed in movies
that Harry put out.
In the shadows of a vacant movie lot
warehouse, bright blue eyes scan the gloom of the poorly lit area for any
sign of motion. In the distance she can see the lights of a distant ship
as it makes its way to some unknown destination.
From many miles away, a gentle ocean
breeze brings with it the stench of rotting fish and salt to her nostrils.
With her heightened sense of smell, a gift that comes with being the offspring
of the great Captain America , makes the smell almost overwhelming.
Cautiously, Patriot Girl enters the warehouse.
Her senses on full alert, she quietly walks through the huge building, now
containing just old crates and boxes. For many long moments, only the slight
buzzing of the overhead lighting, can be picked up. Then, the same heightened
senses that affected her smell, alerted her hearing to sudden movement all
around her.
Vibrations in the air galvanize Audrey into
action. Twisting at the hips one foot flies up from the ground as she spins
around. Her outstretched foot slams into the chest of an onrushing man. There
is a sharp thud of solid impact as his feet fly out from under him and he
lands heavily on his back with a soft groan of pain.
Another man swings at her with a long narrow
object in his hand. Her arm flashes up to accept the blow while her other
hand jabs at his face, a gloved finger poking deep into his left eye. With
a howl of pain the thug drops the object and covers his face with his hands.
Audrey has no time to deal him a finishing blow as yet another man makes
a flying tackle at her.
Spinning away, she avoids the goon who slams
empty-handed into a solid wall. Before he can get his feet under him her
foot lashes out and connects soundly against his jaw. The man slumps back
down already forgotten by the whirling dervish in Red, White & Blue,
as Patriot Girl slams her fist into the stomach of the goon holding his eye.
As he doubles up in agony another fist connects
with his jaw snapping back his head. The man crumbles at her feet. For a
brief instant, Audrey checks on her opponents. The man with cracked ribs
is still on the ground rolling to and fro, moaning to himself. The other
two lay still, most likely unconscious.
But before she can be sure of their condition
two more men rush at her from out of the darkness. As Audrey readies herself
for their attack she hears a soft 'phut' from the darkness and spots the
small canister sailing her way, dark green smoke pouring from one end. Instantly
one hand finds her utility belt, fingers slipping into a small pouch with
familiarity.
Ducking low she avoids a round house swing
from one goon as the other circles around her to the left. Her hand flies
up to her face as she spins away from her attackers amidst the choking fumes
of the smoke rapidly filling the area.
When her hand moves away a small device
is left behind covering her nose and mouth. Taking a two step run Patriot
Girl springs into the air, curling her body into a tight ball as she summersaults
over a goon, landing on her feet behind him.
Spinning around one arm wraps around his
neck as her other hand tugs the mask off of his face. With a startled cry
he inhales the fumes and begins to choke as Patriot Girl turns away, eyes
sweeping from right to left in search of the other man. A hand comes at her
from out of the smoke. She tries to spin away from the blow but is a second
too slow. The fist smashes into her cheek with a sharp sting that rocks her
head. Before she can set herself for the next attack another blow slams into
her diaphragm knocking the air from her lungs. Dropping to her knees, Audrey
prepares to roll away when again a hand grasps her face.
Her hands fly up to knock the hand away.
Too late, she realizes that he has a tight grip on her own mask and as his
hand is knocked aside her mask goes with it. Her lungs already emptied from
the blow to her diaphragm Patriot Girl is unable to prevent herself from
sucking down a large mouthful of the noxious fumes. It burns her throat as
it enters her lungs.
Choking she tries to crawl away as her vision
blurs and her arms feel heavy. Rolling onto her back she fumbles at her belt,
numb fingers digging into another pouch as the world around her fades away
to black...
Audrey's first sensation as she slowly regains
consciousness is a dull throb in her cheek where she had been struck and
a numbness around her wrists and ankles. As her eyes slowly flutter open
her next sensation is that of a cold chill over her entire body.
Her eyes focus and she sees her naked breasts,
confirming what she already knew. She had been stripped.
Slowly raising her head she looks to her
left and right, examining the coarse ropes wrapped tightly around her wrists,
the other end of the ropes disappearing into the darkness overhead.
She bites off a moan of pain from the weight
of her body pulling at her shoulder joints. Glancing down, she sees that
her legs are held wide apart by two more ropes, and also a good foot off
the floor.
A chortling laugh brings her head up. Dressed
in an outrageous purple suit, with long tails, white shirt, and a green tie,
the purple garbed figure steps into the light before her. Red lips stretch
into a wide grin against pure white skin.
Dark green hair and deep-set of brooding
eyes glare at her. Audrey recognized the costume he wore...It was an exact
copy of the Joker's costume used in the Batman series of the time that Caesar
Romero had used when he played the part.
Audrey wondered if it was the same costume,
and this goon stole it from the Batman set, or if it was made for him...obviously
this was some obsessed fan of the show.
He produces an evil grin. "Welcome Patriot
Girl!"
"It was nice of you to volunteer for our
next Movie!"
"The Joker bones a super Slut!" He gestures
in the air.
"Catchy Title...isn't it!" he
laughs
"I'm warning you!" The bound girl spits
back at the costumed goon.
"You go through with
this.....
"Yes...?" The costumed look alike responds
to her threat.
"I'll kill you!" She continued, with a look
that sends chills through him, despite the fact that her present form of
bondage keeps totally helpless and his to control. However, he is very aware
of her reputation...and knows she is very capable of carrying out of her
threat given the opportunity
"OOOOOOHH!" Five men around him
snicker.
Shaking off his uneasiness, the garishly
dressed man assumes his controlling manner. He steps closer to her his clown-like
face inches from hers, reaching out to take her bared 36C Tits into his purple
gloved hands.
Patriot girl struggle in protest against
her restraints.
"Get your hands off me you son of a bitch!"
She cursed, disgusted by his foul touch. Encouraged by her reaction...he
steps up his molestation, his hands snaking out to clutch her butt cheeks,
pulling her close to him.
"Yeah baby!" he said, letting her feel his
hard cock through his pants, as he rubs against her inner thighs in a mock
rape scenario.
"I'm gonna be spending a lot of time between
THESE thighs!" He gloated.
He chuckles slightly, letting Audrey go,
slapping her several times on her bare ass, before retreating to a position
right in front of her. With his hands on his hips, he takes a few seconds
to look over this naked female that was his to command
"Robert." He called out.
"Warm this bitch up...will ya!"
Patriot girl watches Joker fades into
the shadow of the dimly lit room. As he backs away, she wonders what he
meant, when she hears a sharp, whistling sound in the air, a millisecond
later a whip cracks across her Tits.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" she howls at the
top of her lungs in pain.
Getting the effect he wanted, Robert lashes
her Tits again.
Five more follow those.
"Get a close up on those Tits!" Joker directed
one of the cameramen, feeling his cock swell seeing her unrestrained breasts
shake wildly to and fro, upon impact every time Robert wallops them.
Her eyes close tightly as she screams out
in pain. She can hear the perverted cat calls of the men, as they taunt her.
"She got some nice big ones!" one man yelled out.
"Not like that tiny-Tittied college Cunt
we boned last week!"
"Don't cry Sweat Tits!" a man added.
'I'll kiss em and make the ...all
better!"
"Shake those Things Baby!" yet another man
hollered out.
Finally the lashing stops and she sags weakly
in her bonds, her body drenched in sweat.
Movement brings her mind back to reality.
Thats when she saw the lights shining
all about the room, directed at a queen sized bed. All around the bed were
movie cameras positioned in all different angles. Obviously, they planned
to make a porno movie
And she was going to be the
star.
"Get her down from there boys!" Joker
directed
Weaken from the beating she took, Audrey
is not strong enough to fight off the many hands that grab for her and drag
her over to the brightly lit bed. As she gets nearer, she notices 4 leather
cuffs attached to strong steel chains that are bolted to the 4 corners of
the bed's metal frame.
Forced onto the center of the bed, men attach
the cuffs to her wrists and ankles. Audrey can hear the humming of electric
motors, as her legs are spread wide, and her arms are drawn up tightly to
the upper corners of the bed.
In seconds the daring young heroine
is helplessly spread-eagled. Nude from the waist down, the Joker stands before
her stroking his hardening cock. "I'll kill you for this you animal," Audrey
whispers hoarsely.
Laughing, the Joker moves around to the
foot of the bed. She can feel a cold draft against her exposed pussy.
Unconsciously she tries to draw her legs together... but her legs are securely
held wide apart by the chains.
"Oh, Patty baby...this is going to feel
soooooo good!" She hears the Joker laugh, as he crawls onto the bed and in
between her naked thighs. Audrey gives a cry of shock as she feels
his hard cock suddenly thrust deep into her pussy with a single thrust.
Her head falls back resting against the
bed, eyes squeezed tightly shut as the Joker took her. In the silence of
the warehouse she can hear the wet sounds of his cock slapping against her
pussy, pumping in & out of her, as he brutally rapes
her.
Closing her eyes Audrey tries to accept
the rape. Relaxing her body, she tries to pretend that the hard organ pistoning
rapidly in and out of her tight virginal passage is one of normal sexual
passion, and not a savage, animal-like violation of her womanhood.
But a painful pinch to her left tit brings
a gasp of shock from her lips. "Pay attention heroine...you're cheating your
fans!" Joker laughs, punctuating his words with a savage twisting of her
nipple, before increasing the savagery of his thrusts in & out of her
pussy.
Tears of pain & humiliation sting her
eyes, but she refuses cry out, enduring the horror of the reality she faces,
bound helplessly, while the Joker's hard cock pounds unendingly between her
outstretched legs.
Suddenly, The Joker's tempo increased.
She can feel him shoving his cock into her
with a maddened frenzy and can only hope that it would all soon be over.
But, the horror of her rape continues on and on. Audrey wonders at one point
if the demented clown would ever finish?
But, eventually the Joker can resist no
longer and ejaculates.
Her stomach heaves as she feels the warm
spurt of his cum fill her womb. Choking back the bile that rises up into
her throat, she tries not to shudder at the thought of his sperm making it's
way deeper into her pussy. The phony Joker grinds his hips between her thighs
a bit longer, then pulls his depleted organ from her ravished pussy.
"HOOOO...hooooo.....hoooooooo!" the garbed
figure laughed, as he stood before the cameras still naked to the waist.
"A masterpiece boys...a masterpiece!" he went on in a fair imitation of Caesar
Romero's Joker character.
"I got some good close ups boss." One of
the men running a camera stated.
"Well boys," Joker said after a moment.
"Who's gonna fuck her next!"
With that, the phony Joker walks away, and
sat in a chair to watch the XXX show.
Around her she notices six men advance.
After a momentary argument, the first man
strips naked and crawls in between her legs. The bed creaks, as the man presses
the head of his thick cock against her available pussy.
Audrey squeals involuntarily as he rams
into her. Bitter tears roll from her eyes, not as much from the pain, but
from the helplessness she feels with each thrust of her rapist. Unlike
Joker...the big man rapes her for only about 10 minutes, then ejaculates
uncontrollably, before dismounting the heroine, to make way for a second
much smaller man, who immediately slides his hard cock between her breasts
and starts to Tit fuck her.
"Damn, these fucking Tits are some Prime
grade A Shit!" He comments.
The small man humps her soft flesh for nearly
15 minutes, then painfully grasps at her breasts before pumping cum all over
her. Her rapist squeals with delight as he manages to squirt jism in her
face.
"BASTARD!!" Audrey cursed, yanking violently
against her restraints.
The small man chuckled to himself, as he
dismounts her for another man to take his turn.
"It's about time Pee wee!" A big man, about
300 lbs teased, removing his pants.
"Now you're gonna feel some REAL
meat!"
"Damnnnn!!" another man exclaimed, as the
big man who lived up to his nickname of Mule, pulls down his shorts to expose
his massive cock.
"Whatcha think of it honey?" Mule laughed,
walking in close so she could get a good look at his bulk. "A real one eyed
monster...aint it doll!" he winked, turning sideways, to give the horrified
heroine a look at what awaited her.
Audrey gasped. It was over 15 inches long
and was as big around as a chair leg.
Mule walked very slowly towards her. He
delighted in how the once proud heroine twisted and strained in her restraints,
to avoid being impaled by an erect penis that made the Joker's shaft look
diminutive in comparison.
"Turn her ass over!" Mule
stated.
"NOOOOOO!!!" Audrey screamed, as hands grabbed
for her.
Audrey's inherited strength as the offspring
of her father, advanced her might to 3 times that of a normal woman her age
and size, but the combined force of her captors, plus her weakened condition
after struggling against two previous rapes, left her on the losing side
of the battle for freedom.
Within minutes, she was spread-eagled once
again on the bed.
Only this time, her beautiful, tan, firm,
well rounded Ass was exposed.
Unable to see what was happening, greatly
intensified her fear. Audrey shivered uncontrollably as the bed creaked,
and she felt something hard and Fleshy touch the crack of her
ass.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!!!! She screamed in
horror, as her anus was impaled.
Audrey continued to scream out, as laughter
filled the room. It took her a moment to realize what was going on. Mule
was not the one anally raping her...he couldn't be.
The man with his hard cock in her ass was
causing her far less agony than a man of Mule's girth would inflict. Audrey
was relieved to say the least...but the man's assault still hurt like hell
all the same.
The unseen rapist fucked her ass for almost
15 minutes, then grunted as he exploded in her asshole. Moments later, Audrey
felt him pull out of her...then
she heard Mule's voice. "Now... to tenderize this ass of yours!"
Before his words registered in her brain,
there was a whistling sound behind her. A split second later, something hard
stung her ass cheek.
"Stop it!!!" she screamed out again, as
she realized he was beating her with his belt. Over and over his belt targeted
her shapely buttocks, while she struggled helplessly for Mule's
enjoyment.
After awhile, the beating stopped, but Audrey
was in so much agony, she did not hear the bed creak again. Suddenly, she
felt huge hands touch her sore ass cheeks, and shivered as again a hard cock
poked at her anus.
"Oooooooh. Baby... what an Ass!" a familiar
voice uttered.
"Mule!" Audrey panicked to
herself.
"Oh god....please don't do it Mule!" She
pleaded. "You'll split me in two!"
Mule loved it...he almost shot his load,
as her ass wiggled before him. "Oh my god!...Stop it...Noooooo!!!!" she begged,
as his cock began to push into her anus. Suddenly without warning, Mule pulled
back his cock and thrust it into her pussy.
Audrey was in shock and for moment did
comprehend Mule's change of tactics. Then, as her pussy widened to accommodate
his size, she discovered a new type of pain. "Oh shit...what a tight fucking
cunt you got bitch!" Mule laughed, forcing the first 2 inches of his cock
into her.
"Unnnh...Unnnnh....Unnnnnnh!!" Audrey
screams out ever louder, as inch by inch, Mule drives more and more of his
cock into her. Her pussy is like a vise on his shaft, but Mule drives on,
encouraged by his victim's agony.
Finally, after 20 minutes, Mule's determination
pays off.
"MMMMMMM!!" Mule moans, as the last 2 inches
of his huge cock slides forward. "Thats right ...take it all
Patriot...SLUT!!" Mule exclaims, commencing to give the demoralized young
heroine the fucking of her life.
For another 5 minutes, mule fucks her savagely,
then unable hold back any longer, he ceases up and finally explodes; pumping
what seems like gallons of warm jism inside her womb. Mule unceremoniously
pulls out of her cum drenched pussy with a wet sounding pop, and then slaps
her ass, as he retreats.
"Thanks for the FUCK heroine!" Mule teases,
as yet another henchman drops his shorts to free his erection. After Mule's
brutal rape, Audrey is barely aware as the new henchman shoves his erect
cock up her ass, and begins to fuck her.
After awhile Audrey begins to fade in and
out of consciousness. At one point, she feels herself being turned back over
onto her back. She was too groggy at the time to determine is she had been
retied or not? It didn't really matter at this point. Even if she was
unbound...in her weakened state, she could not put up any kind of
fight.
Audrey looked up at the henchman that was
currently raping her, and noticed that it was the same little man that had
tit fucked her earlier. In her delirious state, she could not help but laugh
at the distorted faces the man was making as he tried to out rape the other
henchmen.
Moments later, with the man still steadily
thrusting between her thighs,
she passes out....
When Audrey awakens, she finds herself in
the middle of the warehouse.
Her mind is still a bit hazy, but the coldness
of the floor beneath her lets her know what she could have guessed. She was
still naked. However, now her wrists and ankles are bound together in a hogtied
position. It is obvious to her that she is bound that way, awaiting the next
phase of her torture.
The young heroine turns her head slowly
to notice her costume balled up along with her utility belt and weapons on
a nearby table. A single thought enters her mind. Get over to the table and
retrieve the utility knife in her belt. If she can just sever the ropes binding
her...she might find a way to escape.
"UNNNNNNHHH!!!" The battered heroine grunted,
her shapely breasts jiggling, as she moved like a worm on the floor, her
whole body screaming in agony from the abuse her rapists perpetrated on her
earlier, to get to possible freedom.
Unfortunately...she did not get
far.
A strange feeling swept over her and she
realized she was being watched.
"OOOOOOOOhhh....HOOOOO...HOOOO!" came
a familiar chuckle.
Audrey felt a sickening feeling in her stomach,
as she heard the Joker's laugh, then felt hands grabbing at her tits and
slapping her ass, as the yanked her up by the arms to face the costumed villain.
She felt metal touch her tits, then tried
to get away from the Jokers hands, as his Joy buzzers in his gloves shocked
her boobs, sending a low current jolt through her bare nipples. The Joker
kept up his torture until she went limp in the two henchmen's
arms.
Then he chuckled and retreated
.
"Bring Miss Patriot Tits over
here," The Joker ordered.
Audrey could barely walk the short distance
to her next torment, but resisted with all her remaining strength when she
saw what awaited her next. "NOOOOO....Please!!!" she pleaded, despite herself,
when two men moved out of the way and the sight of a hangman's noose entered
her field of vision.
With very little fanfare, several henchmen
slipped the noose around the young heroine's soft neck, and the other end
of the rope was pulled tight. When the henchmen, moved away, Audrey was forced
to stand on her tiptoes to avoid choking. With her hands tied behind her
back and her ankles bound together, only her neck kept her
upright.
The Joker stepped back, and rubbed his chin
with his hand.
"Something's missing?" he
puzzled.
Joker suddenly snapped his
fingers.
"I know what it is!"
Moments later, Joker produced a set
of nipple clamps. Holding them up Audrey is horrified to see what looked
like very heavy lead weights attached to them. "Now, hold still my dear,"
Joker warned.
"You might end up hanging yourself prematurely.
"
Audrey winced and whimpered silently as
the teeth of the first clamp bit into the tender flesh of her left nipple.
"Very nice!" Joker remarked, slowly dropping the weighted Chain connected
to the clamp, giving the weight a tap with his finger, before repeating the
process with the right nipple.
Again Joker steps back to admire his
work.
"Got that film loaded?" He asked a man messing
with the camera.
The man gives him a thumps-up signal.
"Whenever you're ready boss!" he
commented.
Joker grins, then suddenly reaches for Audrey's
Nipple clamps and spins them like tassels on her chest. When he suddenly
releases them Audrey almost loses her footing in reaction to the pain she
feels when the weights jerk savagely on her tits.
"Bastard!" Audrey retorted, angered by Joker's
smug grin.
The Joker grins almost as wide as his painted
on smile.
"Start the film," He said
quietly.
Joker walks in close
again.
"It'll be interesting to see how long it
will take for you to hang yourself?" He Mused.
"I give the cunt 30 minutes!" Robert chimed
in.
"Shit... that bitch will last a hell of
a lot longer than that!" Mule retorted. "If she can survive the fucking I
gave her...she can survive anything!" he said, causing the room to
erupt in laughter.
"We'll see won't we?" Joker responds. "We'll
see!"
"Come on gentlemen!" He replied, turning
to leave.
"We'll dispose of her dead carcass later
!"
After the room clears out, Audrey tests
the ropes binding her wrists. Her only hope is That there is some amount
of slack that can manipulated. Her thoughts went to her father. From the
tales she heard, he died in battle.
She was never afraid to die for her country
like he did...but, to die in such a humiliating fashion like this. Raped
and beaten...possible tossed away like garbage, never to be heard of again,
like she never existed at all.
For that alone...she will fight to
survive.
As Audrey uses her iron will to stave
of suffocation by hanging, inside a room on the other side of the warehouse,
Robert and the Joker, now out of costume, have a private conversation.
"The men are uneasy Drake, "Robert conveys.
"They want their cut from the job, so they
can cut out!"
"It that so," Drake responds.
"You think they'd be satisfied with the
prime young Pussy I let em have!"
Robert shrugged.
"You can't spend Pussy." He
stated.
"Especially since you're about take that
away from them soon as well."
Drake is silent a moment. "You know we gotta
get the money from Big Harry first!"
"You can get the money right now!" A familiar
voice spoke out.
"Hey...Big Harry!" Drake greeted, getting
up to shake his hand, before taking a black briefcase from his hand. "I almost
feel I should pay you!" Drake laughed. "You set us up with the best porn
star we ever had!"
"Definitely the best piece of Ass!" Robert
added
"$500.000 in cash!" Big Harry announced.
"It's all there!" Big Harry said, wheezing heavily as he sat down in a chair
close by the other two men.
"Is the bitch dead yet?" he
asked.
"Well...not yet!" Drake replied. "But, certainly
soon."
"Good!" Big Harry wheezed.
"I want to watch this one die...in
person."
Meanwhile, 30 minutes later our heroine
continues her fight for life.
She has managed over the last half hour
to increase the slack in her ropes, but still not enough to gain her freedom.
Her toes are raw from contact with the concrete, and her neck is rubbed raw
from the noose around her neck.
Almost as a desperate habit she scans the
room for a sign of a rescuer. She knows no one will come...but, it is the
last ray of hope she now has. She knows her strength is almost gone and the
end is near for her young life.
Audrey curses her arrogance. If she had
took her suspicions to the police, she would be at home now, enjoying a long
bubble bath. Oh, how she longed to soak in a tub and wash away the filth
of her rapists.
Lost in her thoughts, she shivers as a cold
hand cups her left tit. Instantly, out of reflex, she whips her head to the
left. As theirs eyes meet, she recognizes the fat jowled face of her
interloper.
"Big Harry," she panicked, as his fat digits
squeezed her bare tit. Harry grinned at her with yellow stained teeth.
"I came to watch your pretty Tittied ass die Bitch!" He stated.
"I think we can rid ourselves of these things!"
He announces, grabbing the nipple clamps on her breasts, one in each hand.
"AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!" the helpless heroine
screamed at the top of her lungs, as he rips the clamps unceremoniously from
her nipples.
"Now, I got me a good view of these star
spangled Tits of yours!" He laughed, feeling his cock stiffen, watching her
breasts jiggle from side to side as she tries to shake off the pain he caused
her, while at the same time prevent strangling herself in the noose around
her neck.
Audrey turns away, as he licks each nipple
in turn, then tries to resist, as he wraps a blindfold around her head. Sightless
now, Audrey can hear him walk away and sit down in a chair. She hears the
sound of wheezing, then that of a zipper.
A feeling of utter disgust fills her being,
as she realizes that he is masturbating.
After a few minutes, she can hear Harry
groaning uncontrollably. In the quiet of the warehouse, she can hear his
hand slapping against flab as he stokes his cock. She can't help but hope
the son-of -a-bitch dies of a heart attack while he is pounding his own
pud.
Suddenly, she hears him cry out after several
loud cracking sounds, and then she waits in silence, before a cold hand touches
her arm. "Relax Patriot Girl!" a familiar voice consoled, as she feels her
ropes being cut away from her wrists. A second later, the noose around her
neck drops down against her right breast, and her blindfold is
removed.
"R...Robert," She whispered hoarsely, after
her eyes focus.
"Easy girl!" Robert advises, when she falls
into his arms after he cuts away the ropes around her ankles. "Lets get you
somewhere where you can collect yourself!" he said, picking her up in his
arms to limp over to a crate across the room.
Gently he sets her down, and steadies
her.
"Here!" he said, handing her some water.
Audrey made a disapproving face when she
takes a big swig out of the paper cup.
"Sorry!" Robert expressed. "I found this
by the other crate...one of your attackers must have left
it?"
"At least it'll soothe your
throat."
Audrey hesitates a second, and then gulps
down all of the water.
"Thanks," She expressed,
quietly.
Turning her head, she notices Big Harry
lying on the floor with blood pouring from his head.
"He's dead!" Robert said, answering her
silent inquiry.
"The others?" Audrey
inquires.
"They're at the café down the street!"
Robert answered.
"But they'll be back...can you walk?"
Audrey nods. Another inheritance from her
father's genes...is quick recuperation. In the brief moment she sat on the
crate and conversed with Robert, a surge of energy coursed through her
veins.
Suddenly, her senses tingled, and pushed
Robert to the ground just as a knife plunged down where he was standing.
Acting on pure adrenalin, the still naked heroine, grabs the hand with the
knife and tosses the man it belongs to across the room with a judo throw.
Audrey has no time to comprehend what happened,
before another man attacks. Seconds later, he is sliding down a wall with
blood dripping out of his mouth after she knocks out 3 teeth with a foot
to the side of his jaw.
Another man draws a bead on her with his
gun, but Robert trips him up and smashes his face with several well placed
punches, before Audrey was able to pick up on his presence, saving her life
for a 2nd time in less than 5 minutes.
Audrey gave him a look of gratitude, then
noticed two men run away. The small thin man She did not recognize by his
face, but knew who it was all the same. "Joker," she whispered silently
Audrey started to pursue them, when a big
man suddenly blocked her path. Unable to stop, she bounced off his barrel
chest and bumped head on the floor. Disorientated, she heard a struggle,
a moment later, she heard Robert moaning in the distance.
Audrey tried to rise, but a fist slammed
into her face.
Taking the full brunt of the blow she laid
there stunned as unseen hands rolled her over and tied her hands behind her
back. She felt her ankle being bound, and then she heard some movement around
her, before being rolled over onto her back.
"Mule?" She flustered, as her vision
cleared.
Turning her head, she saw Robert 3 feet
away bound identical to her.
"Hi ya sweet Tits!" Mule responds, kneeling
down to poke at her right breast with his hand gun.
"Alright...you got her ass!" Drake
yelled.
"Good going Mule!" Robert praised, carrying
the black briefcase that Big Harry delivered the money in. "Drake," He said.
"We gotta give ole Mule here a bigger cut of this money. "He certainly earned
his pay today.
"I certainly did!" Mule expressed, raising
his gun before firing 3 rounds into Robert's chest.
"Oh god...no!" Drake pleaded, as 3 more
bullets into his own chest.
Drake and Robert convulsed for a few seconds,
then died in their own blood.
Mule loaded another click in the gun and
fired two rounds into the chests of the other men lying about the room. Grinning
at Audrey, he aims his gun at Robert a moment, then pulls back the gun. "No...Not
like that!" he commented.
"He gonna get a little TREAT before he meets
his maker!" Mule grinned.
"And you're gonna give it to him Patriot
Cunt!"
"Let's see what we got to work with here?"
Mule laughed, unzipping Robert's pants, before he yanks them down past his
knees. "Let's see what kinda weapon you're a packin fella?" He chuckles,
pulling down Robert's boxer shorts to reveal his semi erect
cock.
"I think he LIKES you honey!" Mule
laughed.
Mule walked over quickly and grabbed Audrey
by the hair, dragging her over to Roberts exposed manhood. "Suck his Cock!"
Mule yelled, pushing her face down on Roberts penis.
"Now Bitch!" Mule yelled, pressing his gun
to Roberts head.
"Or I blow this son-of-a-bitches brains
out,"
"Alright...alright!" Audrey concedes,
struggling against the ropes that bind her wrists.
"Get to sucking heroine!" Mule said relaxing,
his aim.
"And you...You better unload in her mouth
in 5 minutes, or I swear!" he cursed at Robert.
"I'll shoot your FUCKING Nuts
off!!"
Audrey tugged at her ropes one last time,
hoping that they would somehow, just magically drop off, a she could roll
to her feet at shut Mule's filthy perverted mouth with her fists. once and
for all.
But, there was no magic, and she had no
choice but to obey Mule's commands.
At least for now...
Slowly she began to take Roberts penis in
her mouth, immediately Robert shivered.
'Oooooh," Robert moaned unconsciously, as
Audrey began to suck energetically on his cock. Robert felt like a heal for
feeling aroused, but the truth be known he hadn't had a woman take him into
his mouth since he had that hooker in new Orleans during a police convention.
Audrey was surprised and a little upset,
when his penis begin to harden in her mouth so quickly. But, despite her
thoughts, the fact remained...even if she hated him, she could not let an
innocent man die if she could do anything at all to prevent or delay it.
"Two minutes," Mule said looking at his
watch.
"OOOOOOOOOOHHH.....Gooooooodddd!!" Roberts
groaned out loud, as Audrey intensifies her efforts, racing now against the
clock to satisfy Robert orally. With her mouth full of cock, Audrey shifts
her eyes to Mule. "Better hurry whore!" Mule warned, tapping his watch, as
their eyes meet.
"You got 30 seconds!"
She had no doubt in her mind that Mule would
make good on his threat if she couldn't make him
ejaculate.
"Come on Robert!" she said to herself, bobbing
up and down on his cock, like a woman possessed. "Do it...do it...do it!!"
she anguished, feeling his penis swell up and throb in her mouth.
She knew he was just about to orgasm. The
problem was... would he do it in time?
"I'm cummming....I'm Cumming!! Roberts moaned,
pumping his hips to meet her halfway.
"YES...YES....YESSSSSSSSSS!!!!" he groaned,
filling Audrey's mouth with goblets of sperm. Involuntarily, she pulled away
coughing violently, spitting out warm cum, some of which had caused her to
choke.
Mule laughed, then took her by the hair
and tossed her onto her back before pulling off his pants, to reveal his
hard cock. "You got my dick hard as a rock watching you blow your buddy there!"
He said, tossing aside his pants before stripping off his
shirt.
"I never did get to suck on these Tits!"
He expressed, crawling on top of her taking her left Tit into his mouth,
sucking hardily as his huge hand squeezes at her other breast. Audrey offers
very little resistance as he switches up and sucks on her right
Tit.
Somewhere in the middle of his molestation,
she felt him untie the ropes on her ankles. Before she could react, he was
in between her legs. Audrey panicked and tried to buck him off. But, he easily
pinned her with his weight.
All her struggles did was to further excite
him.
"I'm gonna Fuck you one last time!" He cursed,
guiding his cock towards her Virginal opening.
"Then I'm gonna kill your lover boy, and
sell your ass to any 2bit hood, that will give me $20 to bang you!"
With that announcement, Mule thrust hard
into her. With just two initial thrusts, he was all the way inside her pussy
and was raping her as hard as he could. "Your Pussy aint so tight now is
it!" He panted.
Mule raped her hard for what seemed like
an hour, then finally ceased up and pumped her full of his semen for a second
time in hours.
"Damn!" Mule groaned, drenched in
sweat.
"Two great Fucks in one day!"
"I may just have to do this a few more times
be....?" He started to say, as a gunshot rang out. With blood dripping from
the back of his head, Mule collapses dead on top of her with his semi erect
penis still lodged in her pussy.
"Unnnnhhhh!!!" Audrey grunted, straining
her leg muscles in feverish attempt to dislodge the now deadweight pinning
her to the cold concrete floor of the warehouse. It was bad enough to be
raped by him when he was alive...but, to have his huge manhood, wedged deep
in her virgina after he is stone cold dead...gives her the
CREEPS!
Appearing in her view just over Mule's shoulder
Robert stands there with a smoking gun. Audrey deduced that Mule must have
left it by him in his haste, when he decided to rape her. Although, she is
perplexed by his escape...surely his ropes were as tight as her's
were?
"Could you PLEASE get this asshole off me!!"
She stammered, unable to do the task herself
Robert silently nodded, and grabbed mule
under the arms.
Robert grunted, to lift Mule's bulk, but
with a final jerk succeeded in his efforts. Audrey grossed out, as Mule's
cock made a wet sounding pop, when it was pulled from her cum filled pussy.
With a heavy thud...Robert dropped Mule's dead naked body on the concrete
floor. No longer pinned by her former rapist, Audrey hesitated a moment to
collect herself, then rolled
quickly to her feet.
For a moment, she wavered weak and unstable
on her feet, as she looked around at the dead bodies all around her. She
thought of how Mule killed them all. In a way, he got revenge for her by
doing that. Then she thought of how Robert killed Big Harry...and
Mule.
She almost hated him for doing that.
She now had no one to punish for her
ordeal.
And she sorely needed to
PUNISH!
She eyed Mule out the corner of her eye,
and her blood boiled!
Suddenly she started to kick at Mule's dead
form, over and over again. Harder and harder, until the sound of breaking
ribs fill the silent chamber of the warehouse, but she still was not
satisfied...she kicks even harder.
Eventually her adrenaline-fuelled anger
is depleted, and she drops to her knees exhausted.
Her savage tirade of pretend vengeance is
over.
"Unfair," Robert heard her whisper in her
delirium.
Soaked in sweat, Audrey remains on her knees
in her exhausted state for several long seconds, then slowly rises to her
feet. As she walks slowly towards Roberts her attitude does a 180 turn around.
"Untie me please!" She said, almost cheerfully
turning her back to him to get to her ropes.
15 minutes later, Robert stands fully
dressed in another part of the warehouse, holding a water hose above his
head, while Audrey tries to wash herself under the small stream of water
flowing from it. "That's good!" Audrey finally stated, as she walks away
to grab an old rag they found lying around to dry off with.
"Patriot Girl," Robert began, as she started
to put on her costume, that they found in the area of the building that Drake
used as an office. "About that business with the...?" He said, as Audrey
suddenly interrupted him.
"Robert," She replied. "Stop the
pretense!"
"I'm Audrey Rodgers...and you know it!"
There is a long silence between them, as
she continues to dress.
"Now," She began, walking over to face
him.
"About the Blowjob...you enjoyed it...So
what?"
"You saved my life 3 times...you earned
it!"
There is another short silence, and then
Audrey forced a smile.
"Just keep my
secret...okay?"
Robert nods silently. "You think these pricks
are the ones who killed my Ellen?" he asked.
Audrey shook her head. "I don't know Robert,"
she looking in the direction where Mule and the other men lie dead. "One
thing is for sure though," She said with a mixed look of
emotions.
"They won't kill anyone else....