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.

 

That’s 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. "That’s 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....