Payback is a bitch (Open for one female. PM me if interested)

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(Open for one female. PM me if interested)

Marcus Grayson sat outside the big house of attorney Jack Daniels. Marcus had circled around the house for the last hour. Now he just sat there with the 32 caliber revolver in his hand. He took a deep breath as memories of the past two years haunted him. Two years in jail for a crime he hadn't committed. Two years behind bars because he had trusted his attorney.

He did not know that Jack Daniels was a racist bastard that thought Marcus was guilty of rape of a white woman. Now he knew that Daniels had set him up. Made him plead guilty for lessened punishment. Instead he got two years of humiliation and pain. The scar on Marcus throat was something to have him remember his promise of revenge against the lawyer.

He had taken his time to find out what he thought would hurt the lawyer. The thing was that Marcus did not care anymore what happened to him after he got his revenge. He was 25 years old but had no future. His girlfriend had left him.

Now he had the chance. It was friday night and he knew Daniels wouldn't be missed until monday morning. He knew that Daniels had been remarried while Marcus was incarcerated. A young wife by all accounts. Jack Daniels was in his fourties but his wife was in her early to mid twenties.

Marcus would enjoy taking the wife in front of the lawyer. With that thought he exited the old chevy and walked over to the front door of the house. He held the revolver behind his back and rang the door bell.

After only a moment the door was opened. Marcus stared Jack straight in his eyes. It took some seconds before the lawyer recognised him and that gave Marcus enough time to push inside and aiming the gun at Jacks face.

"Recognise me asshole?" He ask as he quite enjoy the terrifying expression on his enemies face.

"Who is it darling?" Marcus hear the voice and immediately point the gun at Jack's wife.

"Just some payback." He say with a cruel grin.

 

[landiek]

Chayla was standing in the kitchen debating on dinner plans when Jack got home. She was trying hard to keep secret the romantic dinner she had planned for their proposal anniversary. Her faded denim skirt was barely hiding the white thong glued to her slit and the Hooters t-shirt was slightly ragged holding back her full globes of flesh called tits.

Yet Chayla had been working really hard to surprise Jack as she counted down the eighteen days until their first wedding anniversary. She was taking belly dancing lessons from the local college and had went to the trouble to make a "I Dream of Jeanie" harem costume to make her impending treat more authentic.

Since it was Friday Chayla decided that maybe some take-out would be better or some fast talking could convince Jack to take her to that ritzy Italian place on LinQuist and Fifth. Then a ringing song echoed in the kitchen making her curious and strolling into the front room.

Chayla could see Jack standing near the door and he appeared very stiff as she could see a tuff of hair just beyond Jack's greying hair.

"Who is it darling?" Chayla asked thinking she might have to make drinks and was about to turn to the wet bar when a strange voice filled her ears.

"Just some payback."

Automatically she turned to face the voice and saw only the dark end of a gun. Panic was zapping all her nerves as the tumbler dropped to the floor and shattered. Her mind floating on flight as she darted her caramel eyes to the nearest telephone. Then he eyes went to Jack, wanting to ask why.. fearing that the gun would expload and take her only security.

"Please... don't hurt us." Chayla whimpered

 

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Marcus was surprised that Jack had landed such a wife. Surprised and pleased. It seemed he would not have to suffer much to continue with his plan. He looked back at Jack put the gun was still pointed at his wife. With a smirk he pushed the older man further in and closed the front door behind him.

He ignored the womans plea to not hurt them as his eyes was fixed at Jack.

"I think you remember me bastard." He spat out as his hatred took over for a moment. He back handed the man in the face and watched in pleasure as he staggered back.

"I am so sorry!." Jack cried out as he felt his swollen lip.

"I bet you are. You will be more sorry when i am done." Marcus growled and looked over at the woman.

"What is your name? and are you cooking dinner?" He grin slightly. "Cook some food. I think we need it." He say as he push Jack toward the kitchen.

He still have the gun pointed at her while he take up a pair of hand cuffs from his leather jacket pocket. He sit Jack down in a chair at the dinner table and lock his hands behind his back over the chair. Pleased that Jack can't move he turn his attention to her again.

"Make enough food for three." He say with a calmer voice.

 

[landiek]

Chayla watched as this man came into the front room. The gun looking alive as it weavered in the hand of the man talking to Jack, inside Chayla was trembling as her body swayed near the wall.

"I think you remember me bastard."

Chayla jumped as Jack's face cracked and swelled. She was becoming more afraid with each gasp of air that filled her chest.

"I am so sorry!." Jack cried out.

"I bet you are. You will be more sorry when i am done." Marcus growled.

"What is your name? and are you cooking dinner?"

"Chayla..... no I wasn't." She stammered softly as her eyes became wide and her heart was racing faster making her swollen breasts bounce as she took a haggered breathe.

"Cook some food. I think we need it." He says.

Chayla moved into the kitchen quickly not wanting to incite more violence as the pair came right behind her. Quickly she opened the fridge withdrawing steaks and salad makings.

"Make enough food for three." He say with a calmer voice.

With unbeleiveable speed she was breading them to fix over the George Foreman grill, and glancing at her dinner chart to keep from letting Jack undo his current diet. Chayla used tongs to place the three steaks on the grill then opened the second freezer taking out a package of corn on the cob, putting them in a metal strainer over boiling water and placing a lid over them to be steamed to perfection.

While that was cooking she grabbed a large bowl and dumped the salad into it and started to toss the greens with tongs and rapidly set the table for three, Hoping that she was not being too slow and aggravating the gunman while she placed plates, glasses, and silverware on the mahogany table.

 

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Marcus let his eyes follow every move she did now that he didn't need to worry about Jack. He lay the gun on the table where he could reach it easily, only to pick it up as she was placing plates on the table. He gave her a thin smile and took of his jacket and hanged it over a chair. He sat down opposite from Jack.

"My name is Marcus." He said to Chayla. He didn't point the gun at her now but he know the fact that he held it would be threatening.

"I am sorry that you are brought into this but it can't be helped." He kept his eyes on her as he spoke to her. The swell of her breasts did not go unnoticed and he felt a tinge of excitement.

He looked back to Jack and smirked. "Good for you to land such a beautiful wife when i was rotting in jail." He point the gun at Jacks head and see the older man flinch.

"You piece of shit don't deserve such a price. And she deserve a real man."

Marcus sit and wait patiently for her to get the food ready and when she lay up the steaks on their plates Marcus nod at Jack.

"You need to feed him. He can't eat when he can't use his arms."

 

[landiek]

"My name is Marcus." He said to Chayla.

Chayla wasn't sure why he was talking to her almost kindly as she brought a pitcher of water to the table. It didn't change the fact that she was as nervous as a cat when he moved or something clicked in the kitchen.

"I am sorry that you are brought into this but it can't be helped."

Chayla was about to ask why not when the timer dinged and she turned back to bring dinner to the table.

"Good for you to land such a beautiful wife when i was rotting in jail."

Chayla froze when she heard him say jail . One of her greatest fears were coming true.. someone had blamed her Jack for their misdeeds and now wanted to kill him. Tears welled in her eyes as that might include killing her too.

She returned to the table carrying a large platter with corn surrounding a pile of breaded steaks and she balanced a large bowl of salad in the crook of her left arm before she took a few moments and sat down in her regular seat.

"You need to feed him. He can't eat when he can't use his arms."

Chayla looked and noticed his arms pulled back and then looked at Marcus "Why are you doing this to us?"

 

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Marcus considered her question as he took a bite of the steak. Why was he doing this. It was because of several reasons. Payback and getting a feel of justice was two of them. It was just to bad that she would be in the middle of it all. The time in jail had his morals changing though and he did not feel as guilty as he would before.

"As i said. It is payback for your sorry excuse of husband." Marcus look Jack in his eyes as he say that and is met by a scared look. Marcus just smile coldly as he take another bite.

"You better eat while it's hot." He say to Chayla and watches her and Jack eat. She's stuffing food in Jack's mouth.

Marcus eat with very good appetite until his plate is clean from corn and steak. He rub his stomach with a content expression on his face as he wait patiently for Chayla and Jack to finish the dinner. With a smile he take up the gun and point it at Jack.

"Now that we have eaten we will get to the important part." He look at Jack with a sarcastic smile.

"Are Chayla shaved i wonder?" He look over at her, still with his gun pointed at Jack. "Wait, don't tell me. Show me." Marcus just sit there as if the conversation was a common one.

"Strip for us or i put a bullet in your husband." He quietly order Chayla.

 

[landiek]

"As i said. It is payback for your sorry excuse of husband." Marcus looked Jack in his eyes as he say that .

Chayla looked down at Jack's plate cutting his steak into small bite size hunks. Her mind whirling as Marcus' words cut through her heart and what she believes in about her husband. Chayla's hands wobble as she feeds Jack bites of meat and salad. foregoing the corn and taking tiny bites from her own plate.

"You better eat while it's hot." He say to Chayla.

Chayla wanted to lash out at Marcus but bit her tongue as she shoveled food into Jack's mouth, barely feeding herself. She finally ate her salad not being able to force the meat down her throat.

Jack shook his head at her unable to eat any more. She could see the sadness in his face knowing that he was unable to protect her from what might happen next. The shame was tearing at his heart but a weakness kept him still.

"Now that we have eaten we will get to the important part."

Chayla stood up and gathered the plates in her hand taking them to the sink before turning back to the table to finish cleaning up.

"Are Chayla shaved i wonder?"

Chayla froze and instantly claimed the deer in the headlight eyes. Her face turned bright red that he was asking such a private question. "Thh that's... I... I "

"Wait, don't tell me. Show me."

Chayla stared at him for a few minutes as his words seemed to be forgotten quickly. How could she show him her body that she showed only to Jack.. and her gynocologist.

"Strip for us or i put a bullet in your husband." He quietly order Chayla.

Tears began to flow down her cheeks as she hooked her denim skirt. Sniffling as she undid the button that held them on her svelte hips and let the waist fall open and slither down her legs. The skirt plopping down on the marble floor, causing the sound to echo in the kitchen that was silent like a tomb. Chayla's heart began pounding faster as the shirt gripped to her full breasts not wanting to be freed of the t-shirt until finally the fabric rolled and was dropped by the skirt on the floor. Her breasts bounced and glimmered with beads of sweat as the gun loomed ever so dangerously in her doe eyes.

"Please.... please don't hurt Jack." All that kept her from being completely naked was the tiny scrap of white that was the thong, but it didn't hide the prefectly bald mound.

 

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Marcus glanced over to Jack as Chayla's skirt and shirt dropped to the floor. He saw the older man flinch slightly and knew that he was helpless.

"Please.... please don't hurt Jack." Chayla pleaded as she stood there only in her white thong.

Marcus took up a second pair of hand cuffs from his jacket that hang over the chair and placed them on the table. He then looked over at her and smiled slightly. She had a great body and he would love to use it as he saw fit.

"You got great tits." He said as he stood up. "Doesn't she Jack?" He didn't expect a reply and did not get any. He walked closer to her with the gun still pointed at her husband.

"A very nice body also. I bet she are a good fuck." He said and heard Jack swallow loudly.

He walked around her, eying her body and ass. Then he looked at Jack with a grin and saw his pained expression. "I bet you wish to see her getting some black in her. I know you like black." He kept teasing Jack.

He reached his free arm around her waist and pulled her back to him. "She smell good to." He say, still with his eyes on Jack. The hand that are around her waist go down her abdomen and continue down between her thighs, inside her thong and cups her mound. "Now i guess it is clear that she are shaved." He say as one of his fingers move up and down the slit of her sex.

 

[landiek]

"You got great tits." He said

Chayla reddened down her neck as her cheeks were burning from the tears staining the trail to her bust.

"Doesn't she Jack?"

Chayla heard Jack's grumble or was that a grumble of lust building in the man that captured them. A knot formed in her throat as Marcus came closer to observe her body.

"A very nice body also. I bet she are a good fuck." He said.

Chayla became deathly afraid as Marcus loomed nearer and heard Jack swallow loudly. Still her body trembled as the faint arousal lingered, was Jack turned on or repulsed at what was going to happen?

"I bet you wish to see her getting some black in her. I know you like black." He kept teasing Jack.

Chayla was appauled by his statement. She would never go to such an extreme, she was raised with strong morals and interbreeding races was not in her morals. Chayla let out a cry when he pulled her to his body, fearing that more then just grabbing her was going to happen.

"She smell good to." He says.

A shiver traveled down her spine as his scent wafted to her nose. A scent of lust mixed with her fears saturated her being. Her stomache flinching as his hand moved into her slit.

"Now i guess it is clear that she are shaved." He say as one of his fingers move up and down the slit of her sex.

"Ahhhhhh." Chayla gasped as the deft fingers plunged to bring her wetness to the surface of her bare mound.

Chayla's back was plastered to Marcus' body, her cunt muscles pulsing to catch the edges of the fingers that play at her dripping opening. The scent of his manliness behind her confusing her nerves.

 

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Marcus grinned as he felt the wetness against the fingers that played with her cunt lips. He kept his eyes on Jack over her shoulder and saw the pain in his eyes. Marcus guessed that the lawyer would not be pleased if a man touched his wife in any way. Now that it was a black guy it must be much worse for him.

"Your wife are wet for me Jack." He say with satisfaction in his voice. He drive two of his fingers inside her and feel the heat pulsating around them. He actually have to take some deep breaths to take it slow and not fuck her right then.

"Get your hands of her you bastard!" He hear Jack angrily say. Marcus point the gun at him again.

"Remember who have the gun." He calmly say. "No more outbursts please. I will touch your wife in any way i like." He add with a grin.

To demonstrate his point he pushes his fingers in and out of her cunt and then removes them to show Jack that they are glistening with her juices.

"I think she like it to." He say as he hold them over her shoulder to show Jack exactly how wet his wife become because of a strangers touch.

 

[landiek]

"Your wife are wet for me Jack." He say with satisfaction in his voice.

Chayla gasped as her traitorous body gripped at his digits. She began to tremble as her body warmed and her nipples hardened.

"Get your hands of her you bastard!" Jack said angrily.

Chayla wanted to crawl in a hole as her breathing became erratic. She was taking ragged breathes as Marcus played with her clit, drawing out the pearl and sweet creme.

"Remember who have the gun." He calmly say. "No more outbursts please. I will touch your wife in any way i like."

Chayla turned her head unable to look Jack in the face as her cunt gripped the fingers tightly, coating them with sticky goo.

"I think she like it to." He says.

Chayla wanted to die as Marcus leered at Jack, her fears becomig real once more as she began to worry that Marcus overheard them a few days ago when she told Jack she had a fantasy.

 

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Marcus felt her trembling and knew her body was betraying her. It was all part of his plan. The part that he had been most unsure of. He felt his confidence rise as he saw and felt her arousal. He clicked the safety on and put the gun down on the kitchen counter where he had easy access to it.

Then he looked back to Jack and read defeat in him. He smiled softly as he gently drew Chaylas thong down her hip and then legs until it lay on the floor.

"Very good looking wife you got." He smirks as his hands cups her breasts. He feel the hard nipples against the palm of his hands. "Very nice tits and her pussy are sweet and juicy." He add as one of his hands go down once more to her shaved cunt. His fingers spread her cunt lips to give Jack a good sight of her pink secrets. Then he buries two of his hingers in her again and move them in and out fast. Making sure that the clit get some attention as well.

 

[landiek]

Chayla was crying as her thong was taken off, she just knew that his body would throw her on the table and he would rape her and there was nothing that she could do to stop him.

"Very good looking wife you got."

Numbly she stood still as Marcus played with her body. Her nipples getting harder as more moisture gathered between her cunt lips.

"Very nice tits and her pussy are sweet and juicy."

"ohhhhh" Chayla whimpered as her tense clit was touched again. Chayla's knees started shaking as she swayed in his grasp. TO her embarrassment she came on his four fingers

 

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Marcus looked in triumph at Jack as he felt Chaylas cunt spasm and release more juices around his fingers. He withdrew them and smiled to Jack.

"I think your wife just had a small orgasm Jack." He say And put the fingers in his mouth. "It taste good." He say and push her forward a bit. He feel quite excited now and draw his t-shirt over his head.

"I think it is more comfortable if we both are naked." The words are directed at chayla this time. "More comfortable for me at least." He unbuttons his pants and draw them down along with his boxer shorts. His cock are not fully erected. In fully aroused state it are 9 inches long but now it are half of that.

With his eyes on them he bend down and take of his boots, one at a time and then his pants follow. On his throat are a pale scar that goes from one side to the other.

He kicks his clothes to lie against the wall before he picks up the gun. With a smile to Jack and Chayla he walk over to the chair he sat in before and take a seat. He point the gun at Jack again.

"I gave your wife an orgasm and i think it is fair she return the favor. What do you think Jack?" He say with a grin.

"Fuck you!" Come the angry reply.

"Remember my warning." Marcus say and click of the safety of the gun. He look to Chayla. "Come and pleasure me." He point down at his halfly erected cock.

 

[landiek]

"I think your wife just had a small orgasm Jack."

Chayla turned bright red and started sobbing.

"It taste good." He says.

Chayla turned away from Marcus and tried to scoot away from his grasp.

"I think it is more comfortable if we both are naked."

Chayla felt the sting of the implication of his comments. If she bolted for the door she might be able to get some help despite her state of undress.

"More comfortable for me at least."

Chayla looked over at Jack and sobbed harder as she would hear the gun go off if she ran and Jack would be dead. Her heart throbbed with guilt and pain as she could only stand there as Marcus undressed. She couldn't help but notice the odd scar on his neck and felt a bit of responsibility even though she really didn't know the whole story behind this man.

"I gave your wife an orgasm and i think it is fair she return the favor. What do you think Jack?" He say with a grin.

"Fuck you!" Come the angry reply.

"Remember my warning." Marcus says.

"What do you want me to do?" Chayla asked nervously.

"Come and pleasure me."

Chayla stepped closer as her eyes were stuck on his face as she tried closing he mind from what she was about to do. Tears washing down her face as she knelt down and gulped hard as she touched his cock before she forced herself to go down on him.

 

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Marcus leaned back in the chair and spread his legs so she could kneel between them. The gun was still pointed at Jack when he felt her touch his cock lightly. He took a quick look at her as she took it in her mouth. He almost let a moan escape his lips at the sight of his cock between her lips.

His cock got bigger as he took hold of her hair with his free hand and pushed her down, making her taking it a little deeper in her mouth. He made sure he didn't push her to much to choke her. It was a great feeling as she bobbed up and down and her tongue and teeths felt great at the shaft.

"A good cocksucker." He mumble loud enough for both to hear it. "With that body of yours i am not surprised." He say as he forces her to suck him faster, using his hand in her hair to urge her on.

As he haven't had sex in over two years he feel the orgasm approach fast. Without warning he groan deeply and fill her mouth with his creamy cum. He hold her head down so she can't remove her mouth from him until his climax are finished. He breathed heavily and look down at her. The sight of her still on his cock with cum trailing down the side of her lips had him incredibly horny, despite the fact he had already orgasmed once.

"Swallow and then make me hard again with your hands." He ordered her.

 

[landiek]

"A good cocksucker."

Chayla felt the heat bloom in her cheeks as she heard his remark. Even her attempts not to get into what she was doing was useless. Her mouth knew how to attack the pleasure zones and that was more humiliating .

"With that body of yours i am not surprised." He said.

Chayla felt the tremor in his cock as it slithered past her teeth, slimy wriggling at the back of her throat, She felt his hands grip her tightly and force her mouth to do his bidding as she was trapped bouncing up and down the length.

Jism flowed from the head and as long as he waa holding her down she had no recourse but to swallow gooey splash after splash. Her eyes flashing fear and sexual turn-on as she struggled to remain appauled by the abuse that was befalling her.

"Swallow and then make me hard again with your hands." He ordered her.

As tears streamed down her face she gulped the knot in her throat as well as the last load of jism the squirted on her gums. She pulled her mouth off his cock and slowly put her hands at the sides and started to stroke upwards, praying that the nightmare would be swift

 

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Marcus Smile over at Jack. This punishment was even more exciting than Marcus had thought. The humiliation and defeat on Jacks face was better than Marcus had imagined. And Chayla. She seemed to be both disgusted and scared, but at the same time her body seemed to betray her.

"That feel good." He say to her as his cock grow again in her hands. As he had allready orgasmed it took quite some minutes to get him rock hard again. He also knew that it would take longer for him to climax this time.

"I think i will fuck your wife now." He mumble to Jack as he stand up from the chair. He take Chayla under her arms and help her to her feet and turn her around. He places the gun on the table and take up the hand cuffs he placed there earlier. Twisting Chaylas arms behind her back he locks the cuffs around her wrists.

Then he draw her with him to the table and his hands push her leaning forward over it. Her tits are pressed against the hard material and he step up behind her. Using his knees he parts her legs and his cock teases her slick opening. He rub it up and down her slit.

"Watch how i fuck your wife asshole." He mutter as he with a forceful thrust impale her with his hard cock. To his surprise she are tight even as her pussy still are wet. He stop when his cock are halfway in her and grab her hips and pushes it inside again. He keep on thrusting it inside her and get a little deeper with each thrust.

"Damn, your tight." He mutter.

 

[landiek]

"That feel good." He said

Chayla stared as his cock grew back to the length it held earlier. She felt bile building in the back of her throat as she shuddered realizing that too soon things would be worse.

"I think i will fuck your wife now." He mumble to Jack as he stands up from the chair.

Chayla tried to move away but her capture was too quick as her arm was encircled by his hand. Then she felt the cold metal hold back her hands making her scream. "NOOO PLEASSSSE NOOOOOOO!"

Chayla was helpless now and her body was getting and giving mixed signals to every point in her frame. Her breasts squished to the table and nipples hardening from the pressure

"Watch how i fuck your wife asshole." He muttered.

Jack strained in the binds but could do nothing but watch as Marcus carried out his diabolical plan. His heart throbbing in pain yet somewhere in the back of his mind there was a smidgen of thrill seeing her so helpless.

Chayla instinctively clenched up making her cunt tight and stiff. It didn't deter Marcus much as her oozing quim provided the lubrication that was needed to pursue the carnal lust.

"Damn, your tight." He muttered.

Chayla remained tight as his cock slithered deeper. The pulsing spasms rolling along her spine as she felt him stab for more. Grabbing her hips for leverage and stealing away her inklings of morals