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Dirt XXX: The Vault
Over the next few weeks a routine began to form, Lucy returning to her magazine and the running of it, Conagher checking in on occasion during the day but never making his presence felt at her business felt until he arrived to pick her up each evening.Each night they spent their passion on each other and lay weak yet satisfied in each others arms, sharing Lucy's days and how the magazine was gaining readers as she continued to use the juiciest "scoops" to lift the numbers. It became obvious to Conagher that Lucy knew how to run a magazine and manage a large number of people, that the diverse personalities she encountered didn't deter her from her goals, only amuse her and increase her determination to succeed.
The only real surprise she expressed was how Tina not only seemed to have decided to drop her vendetta on Lucy and actually became an excellent reporter once again, bringing several key stories in each week.Time passed swiftly, the events of the day turning into the memories of the months, until finally it seemed that Conagher suspicions of Tina were wrong and that they all had returned to a life without the daily struggle for survival.
Lucy's talk began to turn towards the social event of the season, an awards and recognition event that would honor the most successful magazines and editors, and as her name was added to the list Conagher found Lucy excited and choosing an erotic dress to wear at the event.The night of the event Conagher accompanied her, knowing the jealous eyes of the men were upon him as he walked in with Lucy at his arm, and that the glares from the women were proof of their jealousy of how good she looked in the revealing black outfit. The looks continued through out the evening, but neither Con or Lucy let it ruin the good mood, enjoying the meal, drinks and each other as the award ceremony began.
"I'm going to powder my nose lover, I may take a few minutes longer than normal.... have to take the edge of, if you know what I mean?"
Lucy kissed Con on the lips and winked, then swayed away from him and towards the one of many bathrooms surrounding the ballroom, the sway of her firm buttocks under the silk dress making Conagher hard and looking forward to taking her home later.... neither of them realized as Lucy looked over her shoulder and smiled that it would be the last time they saw each other for many days to come...
"Congratulations Lucy"
The voice of Tina reached Lucy as she stepped from the stall and straightened her skirt.
"I was worried for a second or two when I came in, the sounds I heard and all."
Her voice was pleasant but that's where it ended, her eyes and face showing the amusement she felt at catching the editor in chief masturbating and in a vulnerable position.
"It's a good thing I borrowed the attendants key and locked the door, isn't it?"
Amusement that spread to her voice and turned Lucy's head too late, her eyes widening at the rag in Tina's hand before it was clamped over her mouth and nose.
"A short nap, so I can get you ready for our party"
The words reached Lucy's ear and fading consciousness as the ether laden fumes burned her throat and lungs, and spread fear in her belly as Tina laughed and promised.
"This time I'm going to take my time"
"Wake up Princess"
Tina's voice broke into the fog Lucy mind and body drifted in and she moaned, opening her eyes to see the white of the counter top, her words muffled as she felt hands roaming her body.
"How do they taste Lucy, your panties, I mean?"
Tina taunted Lucy and brought a hand down on her bare ass, laughing as the handcuffed woman tried to lift herself and found it impossible without her hands, the ether wearing slowly off.
"I was always curious after I fucked you the last time Lucy, why you lied to Conagher that is, you came like a slut...it was running down your thighs, and yet I heard that you told him you didn't get off."
Standing between Lucy’s legs Tina gripped the immense head of the strap on she wore, guiding it up and into her sex to drive it deep into her body.
"But don't worry, we'll straighten that little detail out before we're done, won't we? Right now I thought I'd have a little chat with you and some fun, then I'll take you back to my special place, OK?"
Grinning Tina gripped Lucy’s long black hair in her hands, pulling her head and breasts off the cool marble top, and making Lucy’s eyes focus on the mirror and the reflection of the woman behind her raping her.
"Did Conagher ever tell you the story between he and I Lucy? No, I didn't think he would, you see Conagher was sent out to kill you and recover the data, but when he balked they sent me out as well."
Laughing at the fear in Lucy’s eyes Tina thrust the strap-on viciously in and out of her sex, moving a hand from her hair to cup the weight of a full breast, then tweak the nipple of it.
"But I'm not going to kill you, not while you do what I want, because we can have so much fun together and you're smart enough not to ruin it, aren't you Lucy?"
Tina took her time tormenting Lucy, the faux cock pumping in and out of her slick sex, her hands pinching, groping and prodding her ripe body as she taunted her with her words and promises.
"You've got nice, firm tits honey, it's going to be fun seeing how much abuse they'll take, don't you think?"
She slapped Lucy’s breasts and pounded home the words with her dildoe.
"Your cunt is getting wetter, makes me think you've got a slut soul inside that hookers body, just begging to be let out, hmmm?"
Yanking Lucy's now wild hairdo she met her victims eyes in the mirror and laughed at the blushing cheeks and humiliated eyes.
"I can SMELL your arousal SLUT, and feel your juices flowing between us, you're a bigger whore than I ever dreamed, aren't you?"
Pulling the well lube shaft out of Lucy's cunt Tina placed and drove it into her ass, the screams muted as her body jerked and bucked under the new assault, Tina's own laugh of pleasure mixing with it as she drove the massive didloe deep into her ass.
"Too bad we don't have the time to finish this bitch, but later, I promise you!"
One hand in her hair, the other once again holding the drug soaked rag Tina held it over Lucy's mouth and nose, smiling wickedly as she watching her captive slowly succumb to the fumes.
"I'll make it up to you, I promise!"
Over the next few weeks a routine began to form, Lucy returning to her magazine and the running of it, Conagher checking in on occasion during the day but never making his presence felt at her business felt until he arrived to pick her up each evening.Each night they spent their passion on each other and lay weak yet satisfied in each others arms, sharing Lucy's days and how the magazine was gaining readers as she continued to use the juiciest "scoops" to lift the numbers. It became obvious to Conagher that Lucy knew how to run a magazine and manage a large number of people, that the diverse personalities she encountered didn't deter her from her goals, only amuse her and increase her determination to succeed.
The only real surprise she expressed was how Tina not only seemed to have decided to drop her vendetta on Lucy and actually became an excellent reporter once again, bringing several key stories in each week.Time passed swiftly, the events of the day turning into the memories of the months, until finally it seemed that Conagher suspicions of Tina were wrong and that they all had returned to a life without the daily struggle for survival.
Lucy's talk began to turn towards the social event of the season, an awards and recognition event that would honor the most successful magazines and editors, and as her name was added to the list Conagher found Lucy excited and choosing an erotic dress to wear at the event.The night of the event Conagher accompanied her, knowing the jealous eyes of the men were upon him as he walked in with Lucy at his arm, and that the glares from the women were proof of their jealousy of how good she looked in the revealing black outfit. The looks continued through out the evening, but neither Con or Lucy let it ruin the good mood, enjoying the meal, drinks and each other as the award ceremony began.
"I'm going to powder my nose lover, I may take a few minutes longer than normal.... have to take the edge of, if you know what I mean?"
Lucy kissed Con on the lips and winked, then swayed away from him and towards the one of many bathrooms surrounding the ballroom, the sway of her firm buttocks under the silk dress making Conagher hard and looking forward to taking her home later.... neither of them realized as Lucy looked over her shoulder and smiled that it would be the last time they saw each other for many days to come...
"Congratulations Lucy"
The voice of Tina reached Lucy as she stepped from the stall and straightened her skirt.
"I was worried for a second or two when I came in, the sounds I heard and all."
Her voice was pleasant but that's where it ended, her eyes and face showing the amusement she felt at catching the editor in chief masturbating and in a vulnerable position.
"It's a good thing I borrowed the attendants key and locked the door, isn't it?"
Amusement that spread to her voice and turned Lucy's head too late, her eyes widening at the rag in Tina's hand before it was clamped over her mouth and nose.
"A short nap, so I can get you ready for our party"
The words reached Lucy's ear and fading consciousness as the ether laden fumes burned her throat and lungs, and spread fear in her belly as Tina laughed and promised.
"This time I'm going to take my time"
***
"Wake up Princess"
Tina's voice broke into the fog Lucy mind and body drifted in and she moaned, opening her eyes to see the white of the counter top, her words muffled as she felt hands roaming her body.
"How do they taste Lucy, your panties, I mean?"
Tina taunted Lucy and brought a hand down on her bare ass, laughing as the handcuffed woman tried to lift herself and found it impossible without her hands, the ether wearing slowly off.
"I was always curious after I fucked you the last time Lucy, why you lied to Conagher that is, you came like a slut...it was running down your thighs, and yet I heard that you told him you didn't get off."
Standing between Lucy’s legs Tina gripped the immense head of the strap on she wore, guiding it up and into her sex to drive it deep into her body.
"But don't worry, we'll straighten that little detail out before we're done, won't we? Right now I thought I'd have a little chat with you and some fun, then I'll take you back to my special place, OK?"
Grinning Tina gripped Lucy’s long black hair in her hands, pulling her head and breasts off the cool marble top, and making Lucy’s eyes focus on the mirror and the reflection of the woman behind her raping her.
"Did Conagher ever tell you the story between he and I Lucy? No, I didn't think he would, you see Conagher was sent out to kill you and recover the data, but when he balked they sent me out as well."
Laughing at the fear in Lucy’s eyes Tina thrust the strap-on viciously in and out of her sex, moving a hand from her hair to cup the weight of a full breast, then tweak the nipple of it.
"But I'm not going to kill you, not while you do what I want, because we can have so much fun together and you're smart enough not to ruin it, aren't you Lucy?"
Tina took her time tormenting Lucy, the faux cock pumping in and out of her slick sex, her hands pinching, groping and prodding her ripe body as she taunted her with her words and promises.
"You've got nice, firm tits honey, it's going to be fun seeing how much abuse they'll take, don't you think?"
She slapped Lucy’s breasts and pounded home the words with her dildoe.
"Your cunt is getting wetter, makes me think you've got a slut soul inside that hookers body, just begging to be let out, hmmm?"
Yanking Lucy's now wild hairdo she met her victims eyes in the mirror and laughed at the blushing cheeks and humiliated eyes.
"I can SMELL your arousal SLUT, and feel your juices flowing between us, you're a bigger whore than I ever dreamed, aren't you?"
Pulling the well lube shaft out of Lucy's cunt Tina placed and drove it into her ass, the screams muted as her body jerked and bucked under the new assault, Tina's own laugh of pleasure mixing with it as she drove the massive didloe deep into her ass.
"Too bad we don't have the time to finish this bitch, but later, I promise you!"
One hand in her hair, the other once again holding the drug soaked rag Tina held it over Lucy's mouth and nose, smiling wickedly as she watching her captive slowly succumb to the fumes.
"I'll make it up to you, I promise!"
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