Author Topic: Retribution  (Read 8116 times)

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Retribution
« on: November 14, 2015, 01:23:21 PM »
Warning!    You must be 18 or over to read these stories of rape and non consensual sex. If you do not like such stories, please turn back. I don't promote rape or non-consent sex. This is only a story, fiction, if you do not understand the difference between reality and fantasy, read no more. Rape is a heinous crime and the penalty is many years in prison. Anyone who commits rape are despised everywhere. But fantasies are all right so long as no one is hurt.

MM/Non-con/bondage/watersports

Steve had to act fast. The Ponzi scheme was collapsing.  He could shake most of his investors, but the Falco brothers, Eddy and Gino, were a different story.  His best bet was to cut and run.  He left his wall street office to head to a nearby deli for a bite to eat before shutting everything down.  Walking down the street in his yuppie business suit, he looked the picture of success.  Little did he know that was being followed.

As he neared an alley two burly men intercepted him and forced him into its darkened shadows.  “We have a message for you,” they remarked as a black car pulled up and Steve was forced into the trunk before the car sped away.  In a dank and dismal room with concrete walls and dirt floor Steve was wrestled to the ground by the two men.  His efforts to fight back was futile against their strength.  He was punched in the stomach and face repeatedly before one of the men straddled his face and pinned his arms to the ground with his feet.  The other man began tying rope around his wrists as Steve pleaded with them to let him go.

His suit jacket was ripped from him and tossed away from them as they hoisted the struggling Steve to his feet. He was backed to a nearby wall where his hands were stretched wide above his head and fastened securely to some metal brackets.

“Our employer wants you to know what happens to little fagots that rip them off,” The bald man growled into Steve's ear while he held his hand firmly over his mouth.  The other male began taking Steve's shoes and socks off.

“Please, let me alone..let me go!” Steve screamed through the hand over his mouth.   His tie was used to gag his mouth as the men began undoing his shirt and vest.  One reached down to his crotch and squeezed Steve's cock and balls roughly, causing him to squeal in pain.  Reaching into his pocket one of the assailants produced a pair of shears and held it against Steve's face.  “Keep fighting and I will use this on your face,” He scolded as she began slicing the trendy vest in half while the other man was loosening the belt of his pants.  Ripping the shirt apart to expose his chest and stomach, the man then began slicing the sleeves of the white shirt as Steve continued to struggle helplessly.  The shirt soon lay in crumpled mess at his side.  Steve was again punched in the stomach by one man while the other cruelly twisted his nipples.  “Let's get his pants off!” one snorted.  Both men began unzipping and tugging at Steve's slacks until he was left in only a pair of white brief underwear.

“What do we have here?” The men teased as they probed his cock and balls through the underwear, squeezing it to make Steve dance in pain as they mockingly laughed.  Pulling his head back by a chunk of hair the man with the scissors threatened him again if he did not stop screaming.  He then took the shears to Steve's underwear, easily slicing them apart, leaving Steve completely naked before his captors.

Again, one of the men squeezed Steve's cock and balls painfully in his hand and began to apply agonizing pressure to them.  At the same time another began putting metal clamps on each of Steve's tender nipples.  The man at his cock bent down. Releasing his grip he then began to tap Steve's balls with his open hand, making Steve groan with pain.  Both men began taking turns stroking Steve's cock teasingly while pulling at the clamps on his nipples and watching him dance in agony before moving on to other means of torment.

One of the men grabbed Steve's leather belt and began whipping his bare ass while the other took a whipping crop and began hitting his stomach, groin, and bare legs, even raking the strings across Steve's balls occasionally. There was no where for Steve to move to escape their assault on his body until it glowed with red streaks; each movement making his cock and balls dance lewdly.   After what seemed like an agonizing eternity the men stopped only to hang more clamps on each ball. The metal clamps biting into the sensitive flesh above his balls caused Steve to yell even more.  As one man would hold his cock upward, the other would pull the clamps on his balls, stretching them painfully.  In a concert of ball stretching and cock stroking they listened to Steve's pathetic groans. They then took the crop to his dick, striking it repeatedly. “Looks like he is getting hard,” one of them teased as his cock began to involuntarily grow.

“We are going to untie you now, and you are going to drop to your knees and suck each of our cocks dry, is that clear?” one of the men growled into his ear.  Steve shook his violently no, and the men slapped his face roughly.  “Fine, then you can hang here till you change your mind,” they remarked and walked off leaving Steve bound with the agonizing weights straining at his balls.

An hour later they returned.  Grabbing Steve's cock they took turn masturbating him until he shot thick globs of cum onto the floor.  The action caused his balls to ache unbearably and they again repeated their demand for him to suck both of their cocks for his release.  His bounds undone, Steve collapsed in defeat to his knees only to be greeted by their two fat cocks pressing against his mouth.

Bending Steve over a wooden table, while he sucked one of the men, the other shoved his cock up his ass and begin to fuck him roughly.  When both men were ready to cum, they pulled out and shot their wads all over Steve's face.   As a final insult, they forced Steve to sit in a wooden chair and masturbate his own cock while both men pissed all over him.

“You have 24 hours to get our client's money to them, or we will grab you again, and next time you won't get off so easy,” The two men growled as the dressed and left Steve sitting there soaked in cum and piss.




Bennetfox
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Re: Retribution
« Reply #1 on: November 17, 2015, 06:36:20 PM »
Good Stuff! Will there be more?

Offline Lyconthrop69
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Re: Retribution
« Reply #2 on: February 22, 2017, 10:37:05 AM »
Nice story

Offline Angie73

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Re: Retribution
« Reply #3 on: May 15, 2017, 06:12:38 AM »
Love the happy ending
Your face would look better between my legs.