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Subject: {ASSM} Blackmailed Beauty -II (m/f, i/r, n/c)
Date: Sat, 13 Jan 2001 19:10:02 -0500
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                Blackmailed Beauty - II (m/f, i/r, n/c)
                                   By
                              Black Demon


                _______________________________________
                          Standard Disclaimer!
          This is a fictional story intended for Adults only!
                _______________________________________

                    ************        ***********
   Note:  The story below is a story in itself.  However, it is also a
                          direct continuation
          of the earlier story entitled: Na ve Newlywed - III
                     ************        ***********

    It was such a pleasant surprise that young Debbie Tillman just could
not believe her good fortune.  With the wedding coming up in a couple of
months and her teaching job not to begin till September, she had been
pondering just what kind of summer job she could find to keep her busy
and to bring in some income.  Her visit to the posh shoe store where her
sister-in-law worked had led to her getting a job for the summer.

    Engaged to handsome, Randy Fisher, Debbie looked forward to the big
day.  She just wished they were at the same university so they could
spend more time together.  But soon they'd both be getting out of school
and begin their married life together.  Her handsome hunk stood at 5'11"
and weight 180 lbs, but he needed to find time between his studies to
work out and buff up a bit.  With Debbie's long flowing red hair, and
her sexy figure in her trim 5'4" frame, everyone thought they made a
great looking couple.

    Debbie thought back to when they first met.  It had been a chance
meeting when she had gone to visit some of her high school friends that
went to the U.  As the annual State vs. U. football game was at hand, it
was a great excuse to visit her friends.  It was then that she was
introduced to Randy and they couldn't take their eyes off each other.
 From there it was true love for both of them.  Debbie even gave a brief
thought of transferring to the U. but did not want to leave the girls in
the sorority.  Thus, their relationship was one of many phone calls and
visits to one another whenever a school break allowed.

    Being a typical college student, Debbie looked forward to some home
cooking and was happy to get frequent invites over to her Ray and
Wanda's place.  As she and her sister-in-law were about the same age and
had the same interests, they became fast friends.  They'd often spend
the day together and go out shopping.  She was so happy for Wanda and
Ray, especially with Wanda expecting their first baby.  Debbie looked
forward to being an `aunt' for the first time.

    When Wanda had first taken her job at the posh shoe store, it was
fun for her and she had told Debbie all about it.  When Debbie had asked
about her boss, she was filled in on the number of children he had told
Wanda about.  In addition, Wanda had spoken highly of her boss, even
joking to Debbie about his comment that, after fathering four children,
he'd had a vasectomy so he could `quit populating the city', as he'd put
it.   Knowing some about the job from Wanda, Debbie thought it'd be fun
to replace Wanda while she took time off for her pregnancy.

    However, Debbie was a bit concerned over the change in Wanda over
the past couple of months as Wanda's mind seemed preoccupied and
concerned about something.  But Debbie merely dismissed it as due to
Wanda's pregnancy.  Little did she suspect that Wanda's concern was
actually over her own safety.

    Wanda Tillman was desperate yet helpless to intercede on Debbie's
behalf.  She and her husband's younger sister had become very good
friends since they came to know one another.  Somehow she had to find a
way to prevent innocent Debbie from accepting the job offered to her by
the devious, lustful store manager.  She shuddered at the very thought
of her sister-in-law doing the photo shoot for that vile, sinister man.
She knew that Debbie's photo shoot, with her dressed in her white lace
wedding gown, was a mere pretext to disguise her boss's true intent.

    With her boss still holding those incriminating photos over her
head, blackmailing her to have sex with him, Wanda was just counting the
days till she was rid of Davis Wells once and for all.  She felt certain
that he wouldn't continue to exploit her after the baby was born,
although he hadn't seemed to have lost interest in using her body to
sate his lust so far, even though she was now five months pregnant and
her belly was starting to swell.  In fact, the deviant bastard seemed to
take even greater pleasure in fucking her almost on a daily basis,
usually right there in the stock room, while she was in the midst of
waiting on a customer.

    Davis Wells held all the aces, so Wanda had no choice but to submit
to her sadistic boss.  She shivered in disgust to think of how many
times Davis sent her back out into the store to wait on a customer,
revolted and shamed to have the foul aftertaste of his filthy semen in
her mouth.  At times he forced her to bend over doggie style so he could
satisfy his lust, then sent her back out onto the floor without her
panties, with his sperm oozing out of her freshly-fucked cunt or
asshole.

    Wanda learned why Davis enjoyed working in the posh shoe store, how
he had a fetish for beautiful sexy feet.  She felt so humiliated when he
removed her sexy heels and would rub his face into the soles of her
feet, making her cringe as he tongued her soles and toes.  Then she was
forced to wrap her feet around his long thick cock, letting him fuck
between her soft soles till he spurted his mess onto her feet.  She felt
so humiliated being forced to walk about the store and serve the
customers with the squishy mess in her shoes.

    Wanda was utterly disgusted to have to subject herself to such
degradation and humiliation.  The very thought that her innocent young
sister-in-law had just stumbled headlong into the very same trap that
she had fallen into, made her sick to her stomach.  She had no doubt
that her lecherous boss would be just as cruel and selfish in exploiting
Debbie as he had been in exploiting her.  She had considered warning
Debbie, but she just couldn't run the risk that Debbie might tell Ray,
betraying her confidence.  Wanda was sure her loving husband would never
understand or be able to forgive her for allowing herself to be used
time and time again by the selfish, ugly man.  She couldn't forgive
herself, so how could she possibly expect her husband to forgive her.

    Still, she had to do something to try to avert the certain disaster
that would befall Debbie the night of the agreed-upon photo shoot.  If
she couldn't warn Debbie, perhaps she could convince Davis to change his
mind about exploiting her sister-in-law.  But how?  If Wanda knew one
thing for certain, it was that Davis Wells had no conscience at all.  In
fact, he seemed to enjoy humiliating and degrading her, taunting her as
he used her body to sate his lust.

    Wanda realized that somehow she would have to seduce her boss into
losing interest in Debbie, make him think she was in love with him,
wanting him all to herself.  Just the very thought of seducing this
vile, ugly man made her nauseous.  She was realistic enough to know that
being five months pregnant, Debbie's firm young body and incredible good
looks would make it difficult indeed to seduce him, to make him fall in
love with her and lose interest in the prospect of defiling young,
innocent Debbie.  Still, she had to attempt to sway Davis from his plan
to ravage and defile the young bride-to-be.  With the evil Davis Wells
having fucked her so many times already, Wanda knew it would be
difficult to spice things up enough for her boss to take renewed
interest in her and leave Debbie alone.

    Even so, Wanda knew she had to try and save innocent Debbie.  She
started taking extra care with her clothes, had her hair and make-up
done to look sexier for her boss.  She bought tighter, shorter and
sexier outfits to wear for Davis, adding an extra spritz of perfume just
for him.  She even made it a point to wear her sexiest high heels each
day to entice him.  But at five months pregnant, her feet tended to
swell and ache in the 3-inch heels.  She made her mind up and take the
initiative, even begging him to fuck her.

    Wanda was relieved to see her plan working as Davis began to want
more and more sexual activity from her.  It seemed that now her tummy
was beginning to get bigger and bigger each day.  It made her feel more
and more unattractive the way she was ballooning up, praying she could
still manage to keep Davis interested in her and off of Debbie's
beautiful body.

    Shuddering in humiliation, Wanda thought back to the other day when
Jim had showed up at the store and Davis had called her into the
office.  Upon entering the office, she observed the cameras set up and
knew she would be in for an ordeal.  Tears came to her eyes as she
remembered how she had been forced to strip and sit on her boss' lap,
then pictures were taken of his large black hands cupping her swollen
breasts followed by the large hands rubbing her belly.

    Wanda knew these were more incriminating photos of her, photos she
could never let Randy see.  But she did not know that Davis especially
wanted photos of him rubbing the swollen white belly that would produce
his next offspring.  Davis had wanted to humiliate her, making her pose
for the camera with his large hands cupping her swollen belly, the
length of his cock clearly visible to the camera as it stood straight up
with his cockhead nuzzled between her the lips of her slit.  As Davis
had smiled for the camera, he could help but be amazed `Can't believe
this dumb fucking broad bit that line about me having a vasectomy!
Baby, that's my fucking kid you got swelling up your belly!'

   With Davis now fucking her every day, sometimes two and three times a
day, Wanda believed that her plan to save Debbie was working.  Her feet
were aching, her breasts were aching, her cunt and asshole were aching
but Wanda convinced herself it was all worth it.  She desperately wanted
to spare her beloved sister-in-law from the nightmare of being drugged,
raped and blackmailed like she had been.  But she felt so filthy and
dirty that she just could not let her husband touch her in bed, not
wanting to soil himself in her filthy body.

    Wanda wasn't sure if Ray could ever forgive her for willingly having
sex with this nasty man, should he ever find out.  She wasn't sure she
could ever forgive herself either but she kept reminding herself she was
only doing this to save Ray's sister.  She thought that perhaps it was
true what they said about `The end justifying the means'.

    What the naive mother-to-be failed to realize, however, was that her
opportunistic and cunning boss had never lost sight of his objective of
nailing Debbie Tillman.  Davis enjoyed fucking the new, sexier Wanda
Tillman, but even as he fucked her he was fantasizing about nailing the
young, naive redhead.  He had not been fooled for a second by Wanda's
attempts to seduce him, taking full advantage of her and of the
opportunity.  He let the naive bitch go right on thinking she was
seducing him into losing interest in her beautiful sister-in-law,
laughing to himself at how gullible she was.

    "Oh, Davis!  I changed my mind about wanting to take off from work.
I won't be able to stand being away from you.  I'm sure Debbie will
understand and can find another summer job!" Wanda lied.  She would make
the ultimate sacrifice of her body to save innocent young Debbie.

    "You're not telling me that just to save little Debbie, are you?"
Davis quizzed, pushing Wanda forward onto the desk as he began to take
her doggie style.  He knew that Wanda was making the ultimate sacrifice,
knew how repulsed she was in having to submit to him.  "Well, just maybe
it'll all work out.  Jim's trying to expand his business and needs
someone to work as his assistant and also do some modeling.  That way he
won't need to pay outrageous prices to hire a model.  I'm sure Debbie
would be perfect and Jim would jump at the chance to hire her.

    Wanda was happy that she had been convincing enough in her lies.
Now she had saved Debbie from falling into Davis' evil clutches and with
the photographer being a fag, there was nothing further to worry about.
Once the summer was over and Debbie had gone to her teaching job, Wanda
felt her ordeal would be over as she'd be giving birth and Davis would
probably go on to seducing another young girl.

    The next day, Wanda contacted Debbie and she came down to the store
to meet Jim and hear out the offer of the new job proposal.  Wanda was
so relieved that all went well as she watched Debbie eagerly sign the
separate modeling contract that may give Debbie additional money if any
ad or photo produced brought in subsidies.  Debbie regular hourly wages
would be slightly higher than that of the posh shoe store and she was so
excited at the prospect of the chance of doing a bit of modeling.

    Davis and Wanda were behind the counter as they watched the young
bride-to-be sign the contract.  Davis expressed his regret at having
`lost' the chance of having such a beautiful girl working for him, as
his hidden hand patted Wanda's tight ass, causing Wanda's body to
shudder in disgust.

    Wanda breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that she had just saved
Debbie of the agony she was going through at this very moment.  She felt
so proud of herself, knowing the sacrifice she was making, yet it would
save Ray's sister.  But her proud moment was quickly dashed, at Davis'
next announcement "Well, Jim, don't forget what we discussed!  Since
you're stolen my employee away, you're going to do that photo shoot free
and take care of the $200 fee I promised Debbie for the use of her
wedding gown!"

    Wanda realized then that Davis still had every intention of going
ahead with the photo shoot, as he had already made the arrangements with
his gay friend.  Her heart sank, feeling even more used and degraded
than before.  When Jim and Debbie left, she pleaded with Davis not to go
through with his plan but he just reminded her of the blackmail photos.
He told her that she'd be smart to keep her mouth shut and stay out of
it altogether, otherwise Ray would be getting a large envelope in the
mail.

    With the turn of events, Wanda was depressed that her plan had not
worked at all.  All the sacrifices she had made went for naught.  She
knew that Davis was intent on defiling young Debbie, `ruining' her as
she wore her wedding gown.  She pondered what else would be in store for
Debbie once that occurred.

    If Wanda and Debbie had taken care to carefully read the fine print
of the contract, they would have seen the explanation of Debbie's
modeling would be for adult audiences and in particular she would be
`modeling' in adult films.  Debbie would receive $200 for each photo
shoot and be entitled to a percentage of any royalties.

    The night of the photo shoot, Debbie excitedly wanted Wanda to
accompany her to the shoe store.  But Wanda just couldn't bring herself
to witness her sister-in-law being ruthlessly defiled and raped,
especially knowing that Davis was intent on soiling her as she wore her
white lace wedding gown.  Prior to leaving the store that day, Davis had
her in tears, telling her just what was in store for beautiful Debbie
that night.  The bastard even had pulled her hand to his crotch, forcing
her to rub his thick member as he told her how he was going to `ruin'
the beautiful bride that night.

    Wanda feigned nausea that night, blaming it on her pregnancy and
begged off going.  What made it so horrifying was that Debbie had asked
if she could get prepared at Wanda's home, wanting her assistance in
getting the gown on.  At one point, Wanda began crying as she helped
Debbie get dressed, taking Debbie by complete surprise.  The thought of
preparing her beautiful sister-in-law and best of friends for the
lecherous rapist was just too much to bear.  But Wanda lied to cover her
tears, saying it was tears of joy as she saw how radiant Debbie looked
in her wedding gown.

    As it would be difficult for Debbie to drive in her wedding gown,
she had heard Davis tell Debbie that he'd see to it that she got safely
home to her apartment.  In fact her boss was looking straight at her
with that gleam in his eye and the smirk on his face, when he added that
"Jim, the photographer, and I will be handling it the way we did in
escorting Wanda home from her photo shoot!"  When asked if Debbie needed
a ride to the store, she had told them that part was already taken care
of.

    Wanda thought that one of Debbie's girlfriends would be giving her a
ride to the mall, as Debbie had not asked Ray or her.  She didn't want
to ask if she needed a ride, didn't want to be the one to drive her to
the dreadful fate that awaited her.  Wanda closed her eyes and sighed at
what she heard next. "Oh, Wanda, I'm so excited in getting dressed up in
my wedding gown!  I know the groom isn't supposed to see his bride but
this isn't on our wedding day.  I've told you so much about my fiance
Randy and you're finally going to meet him today.  He arranged with his
professors to skip the last two classes today so he could make the drive
up here for his buddy's bachelor party.  He's picking me up here so at
least we'll see each other for a little while!"

    Hearing the doorbell, Wanda opened the door to admit the handsome
Randy Fisher.  As the introductions were made, Randy advised her that he
would be getting his medical degree in June, just before the wedding and
was all set to start his internship at the local hospital.  Both he and
Debbie were all set to begin their lives together.  As he was neatly
dressed in a suit, Randy told her that the group of guys was having the
dinner at a posh restaurant.  They had a late dinner planned as several
guys were driving up from out of town but the party would be an
all-nighter.  But he smiled and laughed, telling her that `after dinner,
then the coat and ties definitely come off' and they'd be at a lakeside
retreat for that night and the next day.

    When Debbie made her appearance from the bedroom, everyone stared at
the radiant beauty.  "Oh, gosh, you're so beautiful, Debbie!  I wish
this was our wedding day!" Randy commented.  The timing was perfect as
the mall was on the way to the where the dinner would be held, with some
time to spare. Randy was filled with pride as he escorted his stunning
bride-to-be out to his car.  At least they could spend some time
together tonight, then they'd spend some time Sunday together when Randy
recovered from partying and before he had to make the long drive back to
medical school.

    From the front steps, Wanda watched as the two lovebirds embraced
for a kiss before Debbie got into the car.  As the car backed out of the
driveway, tears flowed down Wanda's cheeks.  Wanda had not wanted to be
the one to drive Debbie to her `ruin'.  How ironic it was that it would
be her handsome fianc  to be the one to deliver his lovely bride-to-be
right into the hands of the sadistic rapist.  She could only wave
goodbye to the innocent young beauty as she went off to slaughter.

    Davis opened the backdoor of the store to admit the lovely young
bride-to-be.  He was disappointed as he saw that she was being
escorted.  He shook the young man's hand as Debbie made the
introductions.  He was relieved when Debbie added that Randy needed to
head off to his friend's bachelor party.  Seeing how nicely dressed the
young man was, Davis' devious mind was now churning.

    "Randy, let me introduce you to my friend Jim, who's getting his
commercial photography business going.  Since he stole your lovely bride
away from me, he's taking care of whatever I want for the photo shoot
tonight.  I'll tell him to include a couple of you lovebirds.  It'll be
good for him also as those photos could promote his business in
attracting couples getting married.  I'll see that you two get a copy of
the photos at no charge, it's the least I can do!  We'll just take a few
of you two together so Randy can be on his way to the party!" Davis told
the young couple.

    Debbie and Randy were only too happy to do a couple of quick poses,
both wanting to have a commercially done set of photos done at no cost
to them.  They saw Debbie's boss go over off into the corner with the
photographer to explain what he wanted to capture in the shoot.  They
looked into each other's eyes and leaned toward each other for a kiss on
the lips, happy to be together and for the chance of capturing their
obvious love for each other in a professional done setting.

    But the young couple would not have been so happy if they'd
overheard what Davis was telling his photographer friend in the corner
"Get a close-up of them about to kiss, with their lips just touching
each other.  I'm gonna put that photo side-by-side with the photo you'll
take later with those beautiful pink lips just touching my drooling
cockhead!"  Also, he had instructed Jim to get the camcorder going right
away, telling him to set the camcorder farther back as the film would
capture the plot that the bride-to-be was drugged and defiled in a photo
shoot.  Thus, any flashes for still shots would give realism to the
flick.

    As Davis eagerly watched the photo shoot, he watched as one shot was
snapped with the handsome fianc  lifting the bridal veil.  Another was
the close up of the two lovers' lips just touching in a kiss.  All of
this was also being captured by the camcorder that had earlier been set
up on a tripod.  Then he knew he'd have to give Jim a bonus for the pose
he set up next for the beautiful bride-to-be.  Jim had the bride sit on
the chair, telling them the shot would also serve to promote the line of
the beautiful white heels she was wearing.  In doing so, the young man
was to get onto a knee and act as if he was going to draw down the
garter.  Jim was behind the hood of the camera, giving instructions to
the young man as to how high to draw up the wedding gown "Just about it
.........keep looking straight at the camera ........draw the gown up a
little higher .......a little higher!"

    Davis knew that the instructions Jim was giving were done to give
his leering eyes a gander up the beautiful trim legs of the
bride-to-be.  Leaning on the counter as he watched the photo shoot,
Davis felt the bulge in his pants growing.  Seeing the beauty's lovely
legs encased in her sheer white nylons, he reached down to stroke his
aching cock.  Davis laughed and chuckled to himself  "You stupid
fuckhead!  Yeah, raise that wedding gown up some more, sonny!  Show me
the prize that I'm gonna claim once you leave, sonny boy!  Yeah, buddy,
spread your honey's legs for me!  Ohhhhh, those beautiful legs will soon
be wrapped around my black ass!"

    As Randy was about to depart, he gave his lovely fiancee a kiss, who
kidded him about behaving himself at the bachelor's party.  Davis went
over to shake the young man's hand, thanking him for dropping Debbie off
for the photo shoot.  Then Davis added "You're a real lucky man to have
landed such a beautiful gal like Debbie!  Don't worry I'll take `real'
good care of her for you!  I'll personally drive her home!"  As Randy
drove off, Davis gave him a wave `Bye, sucker!  I'll take real good care
of your precious bride-to-be!  Yeah, I'm gonna make her a real woman for
ya tonight!

    With Randy gone, Davis told Debbie to sit and take a short break, as
he got them some cokes for refreshment.  When Davis returned with cokes,
he passed the open cans to Debbie and Jim.  Only Debbie's can of coke
contained the drug that Jim had obtained for him earlier.  This time the
drug wasn't one that would knock her completely out.  The devious Davis
wanted her woozy and helpless but lucid enough to know that he was
fucking her.

    After posing a bit, Debbie tried to get through the shoot but
everything was spinning out of control.  She could hear the photographer
telling her which way to turn, telling her to lift her dress higher and
higher but it all just seemed like a strange, surreal dream.  She heard
Davis and Jim making lewd, suggestive comments, then felt her dress
being lifted.

    Debbie seemed so far away, unable to put a stop to what was
happening to her.   She vaguely remembered being led to a long padded
bench and being seated.  Then she felt someone begin to fondle her,
touching her lewdly under her dress.  She tried to protest, knowing
these kinds of intimate improprieties shouldn't be happening, but she
couldn't collect her thoughts, couldn't make them understand her pleas
to stop.

    The horrid black store manager was touching her intimately, his
hands moving up under her wedding gown.  Flash after flash of the camera
was going off around her as she tried again to collect her thoughts,
begging for them to stop, sobbed as her gown was being pushed up above
her thighs.  "Please ......please ...........no, please .........stop
........please!" she sobbed, feeling her lacy white panties being grasped at
the waistband and being drawn down over her hips.  Flash after flash captured
her panties being drawn down her legs and over her heels.

   "Ohhhhhhhhhhh, Goddddd!" Debbie moaned loudly, throwing her head back
as she suddenly felt her clit being fingered.  "Ohhhhhhhhhh
............ohhhhhhhhhhh .........yesssssss!" she groaned as a wet
slithering tongue touched and teased at her sensitive clit, a pleasure she
had never experienced with her inexperienced fianc .  It felt so wonderful
but it was so wrong!  She need for them to stop but she couldn't find the
strength to push the pleasure giving head away from her.  All she could
do was moan and beg them to stop, but all her incoherent pleas fell on
deaf ears.

    Unable to move in her drugged state, she looked up at the grinning
black hulk that began to disrobe before her.  She shuddered as she gazed
upon the throbbing black cock as it was bared before her widened eyes.
She couldn't help but to compare it with Randy's, noticing how much
longer and thicker it was.  She groaned "Ohhhhhhhhh ...........arggggggggghhh
.............it's too biggg!" as felt him upon her, entering her brutally
without any concern for her.  She tried to push him away but he was just
too strong, as more and more of the long thick cudgel was brutally
pushed between her aching thighs.  The continuous flashing of the camera
seemed to be all around her, as the cock inside her seemed to fill her
entire body.  She needed to push him away, pleaded with him to stop but
Davis responded by instead by pumping his cock in and out of her aching
hole.

    "Ahhhhhh, bitch .......your little white boy sure must by tiny!  God,
you're so fucking tight!  It was so nice of that white boy of yours to
hand you over to me.  I almost creamed by pants when he lifted your
wedding gown to show me the prize I'd be getting!  Gonna keep my promise
to him ...............told him I was gonna take good care of ya!" Davis
snickered, thrusting hard again into the sobbing beauty.  "Oh, baby, you're
so fucking tight!  Gonna make ya my fucking whore, bitch!  Your sweet white
ass is gonna make us all some money!  Gonna make you famous with that
contract you signed!  Aww, baby, here comes your first dose of nigger
juice!  Gonna have your belly puffed up like your sister-in-law!"

    Debbie was now lost in her drug-induced haze, her legs spread wide
to accommodate the big black bulk thrusting between her thighs.
Unconsciously, she began thrusting back at her rapist, unwanted
sensations between her thighs causing her body to react.  Suddenly she
was jolted back to reality at the sound of her rapist grunting and then
shuddering as he filled her womb with his seed, as her white nylon legs
crossed around him and pulling him with her white heels.

    Vaguely, Debbie remembered her rapist taunting her, telling her he
was going to fill her womb with his seed and knock her up.  But it
didn't register until she heard and felt his pudgy black body shudder
atop of hers, the long thick cock within her beginning to throb madly,
then the hot burning cum exploded deep inside of her.  Then she was
quickly swept back into her drug-induced haze, only vaguely aware that
her rapist had finally stopped and had staggered back to leave her lying
upon the padded cushions.  She heard a conversation, a few more flashes
of the camera and then lost consciousness.

    Having nailed the beautiful bride-to-be, Davis smiled for the camera
as he climbed off the raped beauty, letting the camera zoom in between
the bride's widespread thighs.  Then the camcorder was being manually
operated by Jim to continue on with the first x-rated film that the
lovely beauty had signed the contract with D/J Productions, Inc.  Jim
was happy to have gone into this business venture with the devious
Davis, surprised to have been approached by Davis in the past week with
the proposal that they'd be equal partners with Davis' putting up all
the funds and Jim putting up his expertise in handling the cameras.

    Jim smiled as he focused in on the camcorder, getting the black
rapist to gently lift up the raped beauty into his arms.  Then he filmed
the unconscious beauty being carried out the back door and into the
van.  Then they were off to Davis' home, where the filming would
continue with the young beauty being carried into the secluded home.
The adult flick would consist of Davis again having his way with the
drugged beauty in her wedding gown, this time on Davis spacious
king-sized bed.  This time, three camcorders would be getting the action
covered from all angles.

    The next morning, once Debbie began to stir, the camcorders began to
roll again.  `What a nightmare!  Dreaming of Davis' big black body on
me, shoving his black cock in me!' Debbie shuddered, truly as if it was
all a dream as she was unable to recall the conversations that had taken
place in that dream.  She tried to move her arms but found that her
wrists were bound securely to the headboard.  She was also unable to
move her legs, as she was bound at the ankles to the bottom bedposts.
In squeezing her legs together, she shuddered as she felt a cold wet
oozing trickling out of her raped slit and down her asscheeks, puddling
onto her wedding gown.

    Sobbing at the shame and humiliation of being raped, Debbie saw the
devious Davis grinning widely at her predicament.  "You .........you raped me
...............you bastard ..............you'll go to jail!" she hissed at
him.  She groaned as Davis, clad only in a robe, sat onto the edge of the bed
next to her.  She shuddered as he began rubbing his hand up her inner thigh.

    "Go ahead and report me, honey!  Tell'em how I tricked you into
letting me into your panties!" Davis laughed.  Unfolding a piece of
paper that he held before her face, he snickered "Recognize this,
honey?  Recognize your signature on this contract?  Should have read the
fine print, little lady!  Just look at the second to last paragraph!" he
advised.  He laughed as the stunned beauty now read and comprehended
what that paragraph contained.  "Yeah, sweetie, you signed a contract to
make $200 plus royalties for each adult flick you star in!  And you sure
were a star for our first flick!"

    "Oh, please ............pleaseeee stopppp ...............ohhhhhhh!"
Debbie sobbed as the exploring hand had made its way up to her bare mound.
The thick finger was rubbing at he sensitive slit, then delved between her
raw slit, rubbing around her well stretched hole.  She was panting for
breath when the finger was finally withdrawn.  She groaned as her
devious rapist held up his finger before her face.  She shuddered at the
thick slimy coat of goo covering the finger, indicating just how much
filth had been deposited into her womb.  Then some relief coursed
through her body, remembering that Wanda had told her this vile man had
a vasectomy so `he could quit populating the city'!  `At least I can't
get pregnant by this vile man' she said to herself.

    Getting up from the bed, Davis leered at the frightened young
beauty.  His grin widened from cheek to cheek as he observed her look of
horror when he undid the sash to his robe.  Her beautiful light green
eyes were filled with terror as she stared at his growing black shaft.
Grasping the base of his cock, he slowly shucked it up and down, letting
it grow in size as he edged forward closer to the innocent beauty.
"Honey, this time you're gonna feel all of me in ya!"

    "Oh, God ...............no ............please .........no!  Please
.........please don't rape me again......oh, please, noooooo!" Debbie sobbed
as she watched him shed his robe. She gasped loudly as gazed down again to
see the long black cock full erect, a cock that was so much longer and
thinker than Randy's.  "Nooooooooooo ...................God
...................noooooooooooooo!  Oh, Goddddddd .......you'll hurt me
........please ............please don't!" she panted in fear.

    "No ........no ..........get off ..........oh, please
.........nooooooooooooo!" Debbie screamed as Davis got onto the bed with
her, pushing her gown up further then leaned forward onto her, dipping his
cockhead into her raw slit.  "Oh ....oh........oh .........oh ........oh,
Goddddddd!" she chanted as her rapist began to pump his thick shaft deeper
and deeper into her.   "Ohhhh, pleaseeeee ...........stop ........stop!"
she moaned from the stretching pain deep within her body.

    Unable to stop the vicious rape, Debbie clenched her eyes tightly
shut, trying to block out what was happening to her.  `Oh, God!  Please
..........please don't let me feel anything ..............don't let me
respond in any way!' she prayed to herself, wanting to be true to Randy,
at least in mind.  She could not help the fact that this vile man was
forcing himself onto her body but at least she would not enjoy it in any
way.

    Debbie tried desperately to put her mind far away but the unwanted
warmth and sensations kept building between her thighs.  She felt a hot
itch burning deep inside of her loins, getting hotter and hotter with
each second.  Unconsciously, she arched up a bit and her juicing slit
rode up higher onto the raping cock, causing a shivering sensation to
shoot throughout her body.  The unwanted sensation seemed to quench the
fire between her burning thighs.  Desperately wanting to put out the
fire completely, she began to hunch up and down against the plunging
shaft.

    Now oblivious to anything about her, other than the thick cock
plunging deep into the core of her being, Debbie was unaware of the
bindings being undone at the ankles.  On film, it was all captured as
her legs and heels encircled her rapist's pumping black ass.  Then the
film captured her arms, once released, encircle the thick neck of her
black rapist as she hugged him to her.

    "Ohhhhhh ........Godddddd .......................ahhhhhhhhhhhhh
..............it's .........soooooooo bigggggg!" Debbie screamed, gasping
for air as the thick black prong plunged in and out of her tight slit.
"Oh, yes, yesssssssssss ...........hump me ........shag me
...............oh, yessssss ...........yesssssss!  Ohhhh, fuckkkkk me
........rape me ..........rape me hard ............split me wide open
............yesssss!"  Oh, Goddddd ............ahhhh .........I'm cuminggg
.......yessssssssssss!" she screamed, clasping her ugly black rapist tightly
with her trim arms and legs.

    Never had young Debbie ever reached such a climax, making her
lovemaking with her fianc  seem like mere petting.  It was truly a
mind-shattering orgasm that shook her body in uncontrolled spasms.  Just
as she was about to come back down to earth, the hot explosion deep in
her womb sent her over the edge, with blackness setting in as she fell
into unconsciousness.

    An hour later, the filming resumed, this time with the bridal gown
strewn onto the floor.  It was certainly going to be a real hot x-rated
flick, showing the young bride being stripped of her bridal gown by her
black tormentor.  It was truly a sight that would have the male audience
jerking off in their seats, as the screen had the young beauty clad only
in her sheer white stocking, heels, white gloves, and her bridal veil.
The film would show the petite white bride being fucked senseless by the
big bruising black cock would have the male audience come back for a
rerun.

    Debbie was being fucked out of her mind, her only thoughts were to
quench the relentless itch between her legs.  When Davis purposely
stopped and began to pull out of her, about to leave her high and dry,
she clutched desperately at him.  "Ohhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhh, noooooooooo
.............don't stop .........don'tttt pull it out ......ohhhhhhh
.........make me cum!  Shoot it in me ...........let me have your cum
.............cum ..........cum in me ...........shoot your cum in me!  Oh,
Godddddd .........yesssss ........oohhhhhh ...............yesssssssssssssss
...........ahhhhhhhhhhh .........its so hotttttttt!" she groaned, clasping
her rapist tightly to her.

    When Davis finally pulled his shrinking cock out of the raped
beauty, he looked down at the innocent bride-to-be lying sprawled upon
the soiled bed.  "Oh, baby, what a fuck!  Think your little white boy
can make you cum like that?  You ain't even gonna feel your little white
boy's weenie!" he laughed out loud.  He laughed as his comments sent the
raped beauty into sobs as she curled up protectively into the fetal
position.  "Ah, bitch, you're lucky I got `snipped'!  With all that cum
I dumped in ya, it'd surely would've knocked ya up!" he purposely lied,
wondering if this bimbo would fall for that lie, just as her gullible
sister-in-law had done.

    Finally being driven home to her apartment, Debbie struggled up the
stairs, the pain between her thighs hurting so badly.  At last she was
in the safety of her apartment.  Quickly she washed the filth from her
soiled body, then stayed under the hot shower to cleanse herself from
the sweaty pig that raped her so viciously.  She sniffled and sobbed,
ashamed and humiliated at the way she had responded to the brutal
assault.  `Why?  Why did I have to respond in such a shameful way?' she
sobbed.

    After a long exhausted sleep, Debbie awoke to the ringing of the
phone, feeling so happy to hear Randy's voice again.  She wished he were
there at that very moment so he could comfort her.  Ashamed at what had
happened to her, she felt that she had actually betrayed his love in the
way she had responded to the rape.  Although she had cleansed herself of
her rapist's scum, she wanted Randy to feel clean again, wanted to feel
his love flowing through her body instead of the awful reminder of her
rape.  Hanging up the phone, she anxiously dressed and brushed her hair
to await Randy's arrival.

    Randy stepped on the gas, hurrying so he could be with his beautiful
fiancee as soon as possible.  He was so horny after that bachelor's
party, especially the way that beautiful stripper had teased all of the
guys.  Many of his buddies had been tempted to sample the charms of the
beautiful tease in the spare room but he refrained from giving in to the
temptation.  He had not wanted to betray his beautiful fiancee and he
continued thinking of her the entire night.

    Arriving at Debbie's apartment, as the door opened Debbie flew into
his arms and they kissed passionately.  The two lovebirds eagerly made
their way into the bedroom, fondling each other as they fell entwined
onto the soft bed.  Randy was surprised at how passionate Debbie was for
normally it took him quite awhile to break down her defenses.  Eagerly,
he pushed up her blouse and bra and teased her twin nipples with his wet
tongue, then began to ease down her shorts and panties.

    Desperately, Debbie wanted to feel her lover deep within her,
wanting him to cleanse her body of the filth that soiled her.  When
Randy began to tear open the foil packet, she put her hand on his
"Honey, we'll be getting married soon!  I ......I want to feel the `real'
you in me!"  That was the only encouragement that Randy needed to do
away with the normal safety precaution, happy that this would be the
very first time he made love to her without a condom.

    Ten minutes later, Debbie lay stunned on her bed with Randy's heavy
body upon her.  The taunting that she had endured from the devious Davis
began to play back in her mind "Think your little white boy can make you
cum like that?  You ain't even gonna feel your little white boy's
weenie!"

    Closing her eyes, realization struck that what he had taunted her
had become so true!  So stretched from her rape, she had barely felt
Randy penetrate her.  Without the desensitizing rubber condom, Randy
could not endure the exquisite pleasure he felt at his first lovemaking
without the condom.  It had been but a few strokes before Randy's body
convulsed in spasms as he unleashed his cum.

    Feeling the leaking wetness between her thighs, Debbie reached down
to feel the warm fluid.  Raising her fingers up, she was astonished to
how thin and watery Randy's cum was, so different from the thick gooey
spunk that had been deposited by her rapist.  The feel of it was so
different from the gooey mush that she had douched out of her flooded
womb.

    Once Randy awoke, he was still physically exhausted and unable to
get it up again, even with Debbie stroking him to revive his limp
prick.  Disappointedly, Debbie watched him get into his clothes, telling
her he had to get on the move or it'd be dark before he got back to
medical school.  When Randy was gone, she sat worriedly sat about,
hearing what Davis had said about showing up on time for her job on
Monday.

    That night, Debbie tossed and turned in her bed, unable to sleep as
she continuously rubbed her thighs together.  Reaching down, her fingers
crept into the waistband of her thin panties.  She shivered and moaned
as her finger slid between her slick slit, touching her sensitive clit.
She told herself to make believe it was Randy touching her but all that
came to mind was the long black cock slicing deeply into her.  Moments
later she was arching up in an orgasm while pretending it was Davis
touching her again.

    Throughout the weekend, Wanda was worried about Debbie, fearing the
worst.  She felt so guilty for not having warned her of Davis' evil
intent.  She just could not bring herself to make the phone call to
Debbie's apartment.  On Sunday, she had Ray call his sister to invite
her over for a cookout.  When Ray told her that Debbie wasn't feeling
well, Wanda sighed, knowing that Debbie had suffered the same fate as
she.  Wanda vowed to keep Davis away from Debbie in the future and
resolved to herself that she would perform any deed he wanted, no matter
how gross it was.

    Over the next few weeks, Wanda acted the part of a wanton slut,
begging Davis to `stick' it to her and defile her in any way he
desired.  She sucked and fucked her deviant boss in anyway to drain him
and keep him away from Debbie.  Each day she left the store feeling she
had saved innocent Debbie another ordeal.  Little did she know Davis'
endurance and continuous hardon, for once she left the store, Davis was
on his way to pay a visit to D/J Productions.

    As the wedding was just days away, Debbie couldn't help but reflect
on the past two months.  She felt so guilty in having to submit to the
whims of her blackmailer, whenever he showed up at the photo studio,
which was nearly daily.  She couldn't understand why she always
responded the way she did to her blackmailer, reacting in a way that she
never did with Randy.  And when her blackmailer did not show, she would
masturbate at night to put out that burning itch.  Since that initial
rape, she sought as much loving as she could entice from Randy whenever
they were together, searching for that elusive orgasm that only Davis
could bring out of her.

    On Saturday, Debbie was in her wedding gown and about to put on her
bridal veil.  Naturally, Debbie could not refuse the services of D/J
Productions from handling the wedding photos and videos.  Jim had
announced that he wanted to videotape the bride alone in the room as she
put on her bridal veil and then make her exit from her parents home and
into the limousine.  For this special occasion, Jim's assistant was none
other than Davis.  While alone in the room, with Jim videotaping
everything, Davis gave the bride a kiss and enjoyed feeling her shudder
in disgust as his thick tongue delved between her pink lips.

    Debbie cringed and shivered, panting as the kiss was finally
broken.  Then she shuddered as Davis tongued her earlobe and whispered
"Today we're shooting flick #3!  Guess who's the `star' of this film!"
Then stepping back, pulling out a videotape and, for the purpose of the
film, Davis spoke loudly "Bitch!  Cooperate or your hubby will be
getting a copy of this hot little flick!  Think he'll believe you were
raped the way you moaned and fucked me?  On the way back from the
reception, when you get in the limo, drop these two pills in his drink!
Do it, or else, bitch!"

    Though all the wedding plans went according to plan, it was a total
blur for Debbie.  She was so worried about what was in store for her and
her loving husband after the reception was over.  She often touched the
glove on her left arm, feeling the two tablets that she had been given
that morning.  She knew she was in no position to rebel and disobey,
fearing that the horrible tapes would be sent to Randy.

    Randy didn't understand why her bosses were taking care of the
wedding photos and video, along with furnishing the limo.  Debbie had
told him that Davis and Jim were partners in the new photo/film company
and that Davis had a friend who owned a limousine company.  Thus, it did
not bring about any questions as to why Davis was the driver of the
limo.

    As the bride and groom got into the limo, surrounded by the many
well-wishers, Wanda grasped her husband's arm tightly.  Her eyes began
tearing as she saw who was chauffeuring the limo.  Her heart sank and
she sobbed, knowing that the bride and groom were in store for Davis'
devious lust.  Ray comforted her, telling her to quit crying as she
shouldn't be so sentimental.

    Jim was in the back of the limo videotaping the bride and groom
kissing and hugging.  Then the groom opened the bottle of champagne that
was on ice for them.  Debbie took the bottle and put it back into the
ice bucket, moving the bucket over to her side.  Then they toasted each
other.  As the glasses were drained, Debbie took her husband's glass and
put it on the console next to her.  She turned a bit so her back
shielded the two pills as she slipped them into his glass, knowing that
Jim was zooming in with the camcorder at that very instant.  She watched
as the tablets quickly dissolved in the bubbling champagne.

    It was only another ten minutes before they pulled up to the front
of the hotel and parked in the stall reserved for limos.  Jim moved
ahead to videotape the bride and groom entering the hotel.  Then Davis
followed with one bag of luggage and a bag of camera equipment, telling
the bellhop his services weren't needed.

    At the check-in desk, the drugs were really kicking in.  Randy could
barely see the line on which to sign and could barely scribble out his
signature.  Getting to the elevator, Randy would have fallen had not his
lovely wife and Davis held him.  He just had to lay down and rest a bit.

    With the groom stretched out unconscious on the bed in his drug
induced state, Debbie pleaded with Davis "Please ..................please
..............not here, not tonight!  Not with my husband here!"  She was
not prepared for the brutal shove that Davis gave her, pushing her across
her unconscious husband.  She gasped loudly as her wedding gown was pushed
up over her hips, then her white lace panties were pulled down to puddle at
her heels.

    Debbie sobbed, ashamed at what the devious blackmailer intended to
do to her in this position.  To be forced to submit to his blackmail was
one thing but this was so humiliating, she bit her bottom lip trying to
will herself to just let him fuck her and get it over.  She felt that
she could endure this humiliation without showing any emotion.

    She gritted her teeth as she felt rough hands on her hips, gasping
as she felt his cockhead moving up and down her buttocks.  "Oh, God!
No! No .........no ....... please, no .................I've never had it
there before!"  Debbie pleaded.  She knew she would not receive any mercy
when Davis replied "Oh, baby, I just knew this beautiful white ass was
cherry!"  "Aiiieeeeeeeeeeeeee.................. nooooo
........nooooooooooooo!" Debbie screeched as the Davis reared back, then
slammed forward with all his might.

    Hours later, Davis finally had sated his lust for the young bride.
He had stripped off her beautiful wedding gown and gave her the best
fuck she'd ever get in her new wedded bliss.  He left the bride wide
spread on the honeymoon bed with only her white bridal veil, gloves and
nylons on.

    With the camcorder off, Davis breathed in exhaustion and told Jim
"The groom's going to know he never got to his beautiful bride if he's
fully dressed like that.  Guess I'd better make it look more
believable!"

    "You take a break, Davis!  You look exhausted!  Still can't see what
you see in that little bitch!  I've been taking so much film of you so
now let me have a shot at what I want!  I've got it turned on and here's
how to focus and do the zoom of me in action!" Jim smiled at his
partner.

    Davis smiled as he looked into the camcorder to focus the zoom as
his gay buddy began to strip the groom of his clothing.  He shuddered as
he watched his friend enjoy himself with the groom, feeling sorry for
the poor groom as Jim went down on him.  A bit later, as Jim drained
Randy's balls, then licked his lips after swallowing the groom's load,
Davis groaned inwardly `Oh, God!  That's fucking gross!  Glad I'm not in
the poor guy's position!', as he watched Jim slide his cock into the
groom's mouth.

    The next morning, Randy awoke with a bad hangover, his head right
next to Debbie's widespread thighs.  His cock ached as never before,
feeling as if it had been chewed raw.  As a favor to Davis, Jim had
purposely chewed the groom's cock so raw that it would be much too sore
for Randy to consummate his marriage to Debbie for at least the next
several days.  He looked down to his aching cock, seeing the teeth marks
as the base of his cock `Wow!  Debbie would never go down on me before,
always telling me to wait till we're married!  God, she must have gone
wild last night!  Feels like she tried to bite my cock off!'

    The taste in his mouth was salty with an awful slimy feel.  `Oh,
God, it must be my own cum I'm tasting!  I must have ate my cum out of
Debbie snatch!' Randy realized as he stared at Debbie's red fleece
matted down in a thick layer of dried cum.  He smacked his lips and bent
forward to spread the soft white thighs further to bury his face between
them. Sticking his tongue out, he began to lap up the thick salty nectar
that oozed from her slick hole.

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