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Every Day Life

Chapter 2

EVERY DAY LIFE

By Mad Dog

Foreword

This story is set in a future where women have lost all rights and are
considered possessions of men. It is fictional and contains scenes of
nonconsensual rape and torture. It is not meant to condone the actions
described and is fantasy only. The story is meant for the entertainment of
adults only and should not be read by minors.

The story may be copied and distributed at will.

Chapter 2

Vince was pissed off. His regular secretary was away getting her cunt and
asshole surgically tightened. She also needed to get her accumulation of
scars regenerated. Vince liked a tight cunt and asshole but really hated
that it took three weeks for the surgery and healing to take place. Every
replacement cunt they sent him from the secretary pool had been worth less
than shit.

The latest cunt had just made another typing error and was standing
trembling in front of him. She was 5' 4" tall with wavy mousy brown hair to
her shoulders. A sheer white blouse did nothing to hide her large tits,
which were covered with welts. Slender legs came out from an ultra short
black skirt. Her measurements were 38-23-35. Tears streamed from her eyes as
she spoke, "Please Sir, I'm sorry! Please don't whip my tits again! I can't
take any more pain! Please! Forgive me!" She looked at the huge man in
terror. He was 6' 10" tall and incredibly muscular. His hair was jet black
and cut short. At 36 he was the youngest manager in the firm.

Vince took a bamboo cane from under his desk, "Ok, we'll do your ass then."
The secretary's eyes went to the floor, "Yes, sir. Thank you, sir." She
muttered quietly. "Get undressed!" snapped Vince. While the secretary
removed her clothing, Vince pushed a button and a board on the end of his
desk separated from one edge to create a six-inch opening in the desk.

Pointing to the desk, he ordered, "Lie face down." The secretary laid one
her stomach on the desk. Vince grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her
head over the edge of the desk until her tits fell through the opening.
Vince pushed another button and the end board edged back toward the rest of
the desk. As it moved, it started to crush the secretary's beaten tits. The
woman started to scream and struggle as her tits suffered from the pressure.
Her struggles quickly subsided as her thrashing tugged on her now firmly
gripped tits, increasing the pain.

Vince pulled shackles up from the desk and chained the woman's legs apart as
the shackles were attached to each corner of the large desk. He then lined
the cane up with the firm ass. "We'll do twenty strokes and you'll count
each one or we'll start again." He said firmly. The secretary's head turned
around as far as it could, "NO! I CAN'T TAKE TWENTY WITH A CANE! YOU'LL KILL
ME!" Vince shrugged, "Twenty five then." "NOOOO!" she screamed. "We're up to
thirty. Do you want to complain more?" The secretary shook her head, "NO!"

Vince raised the cane and gave the muscular ass a short but firm stroke. The
secretary's head snapped up as she howled, "OOOOWWWW!" She tried to stop
from writhing more as any movement caused the pain in her crushed tits to
worsen.

Vince smiled, "You didn't count so that one didn't count." Before she had a
chance to protest, Vince slashed the cane across her full ass again.
"AARRRGGGHHH ONE!" the secretary screamed. Stroke after stroke struck the
beautiful woman's ass, slowly turning it into a mass of ugly welts, some
oozing drops of blood. Each stroke raised a louder scream but she managed to
punctuate each howl with the count of the brutal beating.

After twenty stokes across her ass, Vince sought fresh ground and hit the
inside of one of the spread legs, just below her crotch. The resulting
scream pierced the air but still the suffering victim kept up the horrible
count. Vince rained five strokes on the inside of each leg, as the secretary
couldn't control her thrashing. Each jerk caused additional pain as her
trapped tits stretched with each movement.

As the thirtieth stoke slashed her thigh, her head dropped and she sobbed
uncontrollably. Vince stood in front of her, and pulled his cock from her
pants. She lifted her head weekly and looked at it in terror. It was only
semi-erect but it already stood eleven inches long and was incredibly thick.
He had fucked her brutally several times already and her cunt and ass ached
from the abuse.

He held the huge ball of a cock-head near her lips and she opened her mouth
as wide as she could, fearing more punishment if she wasn't immediately
compliant. Vince pushed the tip of the massive organ past her teeth but didn
't even give her a chance to start sucking on it. Instead he grabbed a
handful of hair with each hand and drove his cock directly down the
restrained secretary's throat.

The secretary's eyes bulged as she gagged loudly and Vince set up a steady
pounding in and out of her throat. Occasionally, he would pull his cock out
enough for the woman to desperately gasp some air into her deprived lungs.
After a few minutes that seemed like an eternity to the secretary, Vince
pulled his now fully erect cock from the woman's mouth as she coughed
violently and saliva drooled out of her mouth. It took several seconds for
her coughing to die down as her throat ached from the bruising of the
vicious throat fuck.

While the secretary tried to recover, Vince walked to the side of the desk
where her feet were secured to the corners and climbed up between the
outstretched legs. He grasped a horribly discolored ass cheek with each hand
and pulled them apart exposing the secretary's asshole as she winced from
the abuse of the whipped flesh. "OOWW! Please don't fuck my ass again! You
bruised it so much before! Please, let me rest! Please, I can't take any
more! GAAAWWWD NOOO AAAAHHH!" she screamed as Vince leaned forward, pressing
the huge cock against her tiny sphincter. Slowly the tiny whole widened
under the pressure until it finally relented and the huge head popped into
the overstretched asshole.

"AAARRRGHH .TOO BIG. NNNGGHH .RIPPING MEEE .OWWW .MERCY PLEASE .AYYIIEEE!"
Vince's victim begged as relentlessly he pushed the huge organ into her ass.
He leaned all the way forward laying his full weight on the woman, forcing
his cock fully into her butt causing her cries to reach a new heights. He
started a deep stroked fucking of the secretary's ass. Each outward stoke
caused deep grunts as she felt as if she was being pulled inside out and
each inward thrust raised a new scream as the searing pain of her ass being
incredibly split renewed.

Vince's rhythm changed to short violent strokes as his body stiffened and he
shot a massive load of semen into the abused hole. He rested his weight on
the exhausted woman for a few seconds as she struggled to breathe.
Eventually, he rolled off her and she gasped as the limp cock popped out of
her aching butt.

Vince walked in front of her and she lifted her head to gaze at his now limp
cock. It was streaked with shit and glistened with come. Weeping, she
started licking the foul mixture off the monster cock, gagging occasionally
from the awful taste. When he was satisfied she had thoroughly cleaned his
cock, Vince unshackled the secretary and pressed the button to release her
crushed tits. She cried out in pain as blood rushed back into her tits.

As she gained some composure, she stood from the desk, her legs wobbly from
exhaustion. Her hands covered her welted and discolored tits. Slowly, she
pulled on her skimpy clothes.

Vince sat at his desk and spoke without looking up, "That's it for today but
tell that cunt that supervises the secretarial pool to send somebody
competent up next time or we'll have a meeting in the corporate punishment
room she won't forget." The secretary nodded her tear-streamed face and left
the office.

Vince signed a couple of more documents before heading to the parking
garage. He thought to himself that the evening had better go well. He really
wanted that promotion. Well he had done everything he could. The premium
maid and catering service had cost a fortune but he looked at it as an
investment.



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