Pluto VII

[Belinda35]

Fiona Cole

Fiona wasn't very happy to go along with that man, but it was the best thing to do. No blood had been spilled so far, and she wanted to avoid that in any possible way. Also she knew she had to see this "boss", because this was no ordinary held up. And she kept her face with her decision. So she walked the way the thug directed, but tried to look still confident and self-aware as ever, and she was good at this, although she felt different in the moment.

 

[Cherubian]

Michaela tried once more with a feeble "Boss, I am not so sure this..." but her reprimanding stare told her that all arguind was in vain. The black woman's mind was set, and she was not about to change that, so in resignation she shrugged "Very well, then." already wondering where to find a new employer, as she honestly doubted the lowlifes sprawled on the ground around her would make good hostages. But an order had been an order.

So she just watched as Fiona and jack trudged off, and then lightly kicked the thug lieing next to her. "Hey, get up you lowlifes. Time to move, we are already attracting a crowd." she shot a quick glance at the stranger leaning against the lamppost over there. To her left was an entrance into what appeared to be an abandoned and run down residence, and as the first thugs started to stir under moans of pain, she commanded "In there, all of you, now!".

 

[Belinda35]

Fiona Cole

Fiona knew the area well enough to tell her position correctly, but they didn't walk very far. She wondered who this bodd would be and what he wanted from her. He probably wasn't the same that send the killers before - this thugs didn't try to kill her, and they wanted her alive. And they didn't look like well trained handymen. They were a bunch of little crooks, hired for some dirtywork. She knew she would not honour Jack by asking him anything, even if he would tell at all. She just ignored him and went into the door, being alert of anything.

 

[Talon]

Jack and The Boss

Jack led Fiona through the door to The Boss's office, a rundown looking building tucked in amongst the shops and apartment buildings. The door led to a small room, a large metal door directly opposite the front door flanked on either side by security cameras with what appeared to be some sort of scanner devices set underneath them. As Jack closed the front door behind them the two scanners whizzed into action, emitting long red beams of light that passed over both Fiona and Jack as they stood, starting from their feet and passing over their bodies vertically until they hit the ceiling. The beams cut off once the scan was finished, the metal door unlocking with an audible click. Jack stepped forward and held the door open for Fiona, moving in behind her and swinging the door shut behind him.

The metal door led to a long hallway, well decorated in the fashion Fiona was used to seeing in the upper levels of the station. Down at the end of the hall was a large door flanked by two equally large men dressed in dark suits, their eyes concealed by tinted glasses despite their interior post. Jack motioned to the door at the end of the hall and kept his silence as they moved towards it, the man to the left of the door nodding approvingly as they approached. The man to the right leaned over to open the door, holding it for Jack and Fiona as they entered.

The strong smell of synthetic tobacco hit Fiona as she entered the room. The Boss's office was dark, the walls and floor a dark midnight blue, the only light in the room provided by dim lamps positioned in the corners of the room. The Boss was seated behind a large dark wooden desk, a fat brown cigar in his mouth the source of the smell and smoky haze. The Boss appeared to be an older man, perhaps in his early fifties, dressed in a well made dark grey suit. He had a muscular frame but was thick in the waist in testament to his success. Similar to the ancient cultures, only the rich on the station could afford the luxuries that would lead to being overweight. His head was shaved bald, oiled slightly to gleam in the low light, and his dark eyes stared at her from beneath a thick brow.

The Boss took a deep puff of the cigar, taking the time to flick the ashes into an ornate silver ashtray on the desk before addressing Fiona. "Ahhh...I've been expecting you. I trust my men were not too rough?" His eyes wandered her frame lewdly, making no effort to mask his appraising looks and even lingering on her well rounded chest.

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The Thugs

The men groaned as they stood, shuffling their way across the street and into the rundown building Michaela had indicated. The one with the broken nose shuffled into a corner and leaned against the wall, holding his shirt to his face in an attempt to staunch the flow of blood leaking from his nostrils. The first two she had laid out moved to an opposite corner, watching her as they settled back to lean against the wall. The fourth, the third one she had kicked in the chin as she broke the others nose, was standing in the center of the room brazenly, eyeing Michaela up and down. The two men leaning against the wall chuckled as they watched their buddy sizing her up.

The thug in the center of the room was the tallest and largest of the four thugs, a tower of bulging muscle undeterred from checking her out despite the ease in which she had just laid him out. He didn't appear to be all that intelligent, he was just hired muscle after all, and he let out a low whistle as his wandering gaze stopped on her mountainous chest. A hand was at his crotch, rubbing it slowly. "Goddamn girl...I ain't never seen a pair of tits like those!" The other men laughed and slapped their thighs, egging him on. "Tell her Snake!" The large man in the center of the room looked over to his comrades with a smile and a nod before returning his gaze to her chest. "All the bitches call me Snake..." He emphasized his name by cupping his crotch and thrusting his hips out at her. The motion drew attention to the bulge forming down the left side of his pant leg. "Care to find out why, girlie?" Stupid as he might be, Snake definitely had balls.

 

[Cherubian]

Michaela followed after the parade of the four thugs had entered the - shed? shack? former storage room? She could not tell. All she knew was that the room was mostly empty. As her four hostages started to disperse all over the room she herself moved to the opposite wall, where a few emty crates were left, and quickly hopped up and turned, sitting on one and facing them, the gun now casually held in her hand. She leaned a bit forward, with her elbows on her knees and her hands dangling between them and checked out the tall one just as that one checked out her. She could almost feel his gaze, as it rested on her chest, and was poignantly reminded of her predicament - that she would need some male company rather soon. Well, if everything else failed, she could just order one of the thugs... She had to grin at that wicked thought, and shake her head.

It was then that Snake spoke to her, and she looked up, back at him, grinning, while she still stayed in her hunched position. "How can you know that my tits are so great when you haven't even really seen them, just some cloth covering them up. Maybe I stuffed a few old socks into my bra, just like big Snake over there did in his crotch? Or was it not a sock but a soy wiener?"

 

[Talon]

The Thugs

The two thugs leaning together against the wall laughed as Michaela teased Snake and the smile on the larger man's face turned into a smug grin. "I've seen plenty of tits in my day girlie...the way those things move...I ain't never seen socks that jiggle like that.' The two thugs in the back, eyes enthusiastically joining Snake's in assessment of her goods, nodded in silent agreement. Snake's hands moved to his belt, slowly undoing the buckle. "As for me...ain't no soy here, just one hundred percent man beef." The crude thug had finished with the belt and was unbuttoning his pants, slowly pulling down the zipper. "But why take my word? Why don't we play a little game...a little show and tell. I'll show you mine, you show me yours. Since I'm such a gentlemen and all, I'll even go first."

The words subtle and tact were apparently not a part of Snake's vocabulary. The thug wasted no time, reaching his hand down into his open zipper before she even had a chance to accept his offer. He grabbed at the base of his bulge, his second hand pulling the left side of his pants open to help facilitate the movement, pulling his manhood out of its confinement. It flopped out into the air and he let it hang freely between his thighs, his hands moving to his hips in a confidant pose. It wasn't incredibly thick in its current half flaccid state but it was impossibly long, hanging almost halfway down his thighs and slowly swinging like a pendulum. Perhaps Snake was an accurate nickname after all.

The large thug stood there, hands on his hips, proudly baring his sex with that same smug grin. "Feel free to get a closer inspection girlie, it don't bite. You want to make sure it ain't a sock and all."

 

[Belinda35]

Fiona Cole

Fiona studied the man, he was somehow a parody of the rich, genious but somehow wretched villian of a comic book. But there was no doubt that he had power, some influence and was dangeous.

"Yo haven't chosed your men to well." she said, speaking in the cold, cutting voice that had helped her in many situations.
"But after all the trouble of getting me here, what is your game? You could have called me up in my office as well."

 

[Talon]

Jack and The Boss

The Boss took and long puff from his cigar before answering her. "Well...I'm afraid station security does not generally approve of my business and they monitor all of the phone lines. The type of business proposal I have for you is best discussed in private, where I can be sure we are not being monitored." He leaned back, the chair squeaking lightly in protest. "You are a rare sort of woman Ms. Cole...exotic...desirable." He paused to take another pull off the cigar. "One thing you will learn about me Ms. Cole is that I am very straightforward, and with that in mind, I'm going to tell you why I've brought you here."

"I know you are a woman of many comforts...a good job...a home in the upper levels. But there is always more. I'm in the business of pleasure. I don't do the pleasing myself...I just facilitate it. People contact me when they need it, and I do everything in my power to get it for them. Recently I have had many requests that I have been unable to fill." Pause. Puff. " I'm sure you've noticed that the color of your skin is quite unique here on the station, and I have several clients that desire it for their pleasure. That's where you come in."

The Boss leaned forward at this point, tapping the cigar into the ashtray again. "Now...this can be achieved by one of two means. You can voluntarily help me fulfill these requests, a situation in which you would be my business partner and stand to make a considerable amount of money. Or, barring your cooperation, you will simply have to perform these actions to avoid an untimely death." Fiona could hear Jack move up behind her, the barrel of his pistol pressed against her back.

"Just to make sure we're clear...your fucked either way, one way you profit, one way you suffer. I leave the choice in your hands."

 

[Belinda35]

Fiona Cole

Fionas face dropped this time, and she was speechless quite a while. This had been the last she expected, and it sounded to ridiculous to be true.
"You...can't be serious. You try to.... shock and confuse me." she collected herself.
"Now talk some sense. What is the real reason you want me here?"

 

[Cherubian]

He would not even let her reply before he reached into his pants and brought out his rather impressive prick, and so she just watched quietly and amusedly. When he finally hung there in his extraordinary length she had to nod and give a grimmace of approval. "Yes, I can see now why they call you Snake. That definitely does not look like a sock to me. Maybe you could pull one over it to keep it warm when it's cold outside." She looked around as four pairs of eyes were now centered on her, and with a smirk remarked "And now everyone expects me to keep up my part of a deal I did not even have the opportunity to decline?"

She was about to tell then that they could stick that idea some place dark and hairy, even if all of them took out their pricks, but then she hesitated. Some part of her, some dark and tisted part to be sure, wanted for them to drool over her tits, to stare at them in admiration, to make her feel hot and sexy and wanted, even if they were only four lowly thugs. Her increasing hormonal instability might also have a part in that. And the dark side won.

She pulled herself upright and carefully placed the pistol right next to her, barrel pointing at them. If they were thinking she posed less of a danger now they were mistaken, it would take her only a fraction of a second to pick up the weapon and fire a precise shot at any target in the room, but she hoped it would not come to that. "Well, I guess fair is only fair. But the NEXT time either you wait until I accept the deal, or it IS void." As she said that, she let her jacket drop behind her, and her shoulder holster after it. Smiling confidently at them her deft fingers quickly unbuttoned her blouse and slid it off as well, placing it on the growing pile of clothing, leaving only her plain white bra between their eyes and what those eyes would want to see. But it was already fully evident that those breasts were real, and magnificient.

Observing the first reactions to her unexpected move one arm clutched over her chest, keeping the bra cups in place and her mammaries covered, as her other hand reached behind, undid the clasp and slid first one halter and then the other off her shoulders. Now she was only one arm drop away from being completely topless, and with a grin surveying the four thugs she asked "Ready for the big show, boys?"

 

[Talon]

Jack and The Boss

The Boss and Jack both laughed at her reaction. The Boss settled back into his chair again. "Ms. Cole...I'm afraid I am deadly serious." Jack pressed the gun into her back forcefully and The Boss reiterated his last statement. "And I do mean deadly serious." The Boss let his eyes pass over her again. "And I will need to have a personal preview of your abilities. I can't exactly present you to my clients without being sure your top quality. The decision as to how this will take place is still yours...and I'm waiting for your answer."

The Thugs

The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Even the man with the broken nose had turned around and begun staring out from behind his handful of shirt. The two men on the opposite wall stared with wide eyes and slack jaws. Even Snake, only a few moments before bursting with hubris and pride, had unconsciously let his jaw go slack, his exposed dick twitching with arousal and anticipation. Snake could only nod dumbly, watching her eagerly. How easy it had been for her to reduce this room full of men into slobbering fools with the simple removal of her clothing. She could ask anything at this point and likely receive it in return for dropping that damnable garment that still constructed their view.

Snake reached down, seizing his limp meat in a large fist and slowly pumping it as he watched, the rod slowly and gradually stiffening, and the other men all had a hand to their own crotch. Snake had an almost pleading look on his face as his eyes were locked on her chest, waiting for the big reveal.

 

[Cherubian]

Michaela had to chuckle at their silent fascination, as noone got out even a single word, just staring at her and rubbing their crotches. That fascination made her feel good, almost high and drunken from the feeling of power it gave her, and so she finally spoke "Well, I take this as a yes..."

Time seemed to stand still as ever so slowly her arm dropped. The cups of her bra clung to the two mounds of flesh just a short bit longer before they as well, one after the other, peeled off and dropped into her lap, allowing the glorious flesh to finally hang free and in the open. Weighty and proud hung the two massive globes at her chest, way more than a handful each, and in the midst of them two dark and thick nipples, in the center of a pair of large aureolae stood out almost as if to greet them, or tease them, depending on the point of view.

Michaela continued to smile "So, do you think that was a fair deal guys? And what's up next once you have jacked off?"

 

[Belinda35]

Fiona Cole

For the first time of many years Fiona felt close to panic. She wasn't suicidal, but she had her proud, and this proud has grown and filled most of her life. What could she offer? Money? No chance with that here. Informations? Very doubtful. She knew she wasn't bad looking, but...
"I don't understand... There are plenty of much younger women you could have for money... why me? I have a high rank in the embassady... I am not ... sexually... skilled..." She thought what he had said about black women here. She realized she was the only one in the american embassady, and in the african embassady there were nearly only men... their few women were tucked away by jealous husbands like prisoners, and the few african females that had something to say weren't much younger then 60...

 

[Talon]

The Thugs

The previously silent room was filled with a collective groan as the bra finally fell away and one of the men in the back spoke. "I ain't even a tit man...but DAMN!" All four thugs nodded in agreement. Snake seemed to snap out of his trance, his massive prick now fully erect, thickly veined and even longer it hung down heavily as he released it. "I don't know about these boys, but I'd love to show you just how much I like 'em by fuckin' the hell out of you." Snake was ever the charmer, but aware that she could still probably whip the hell out of him, he was waiting for her permission before approaching her. "If you’re up to the challenge, that is."

Jack and The Boss

The Boss smiled as she tried to explain her way out of the situation. "Some men like their women dark...and that is a hard thing to come by these days. Like water in a drought, you’re a very valuable specimen. Not only is your skin dark, but you've got one hell of a body that my clients will pay good money to defile with their pricks." The Boss finally pressed his cigar into the ashtray, extinguishing it. "And don't worry about your skills. You look like a quick learner, and I'll make sure to teach you the basics in this little preview session of ours. I think I speak for my clients when I say I can't wait to see those dark lips of yours wrapped around my white cock, both sets." The formally cordial Boss had dropped the pleasantries, his language shifting from cordial to crude. "Now get those clothes off before I have Jack do it for you. I'm sure he wouldn't mind, but he tends to be a bit rough."

 

[Cherubian]

"Challenge? What challenge? Or do you think there's some unexpected difficulty in letting you stick your schlong into me?" She leaned forward, placing one elbow on her knee and her chin in her palm as she kept looking at them, causing her breasts to now hang freely, and swing slightly in the aftermath of that movement.

Snake really was no big charmer, but that piece of meat between his legs, now in his hardened state, looked really enticing. Damn, it had already been too long, she would have to make sure she'd get her release sooner in the future.

But he was right, there was one chalenge: To make sure none of them tried to run or make a grab for her gun while he was pounding away at her. Well, the gun was not the problem, one of the perks of paying such a huge amount of credits for a weapon, and she also guessed the way they behaved until now that, should she really decide to take him up on the offer the other three would be watching fascinated instead of thinking about an escape. 'Do it then' some part of her screamed, but she was not quite convinced yet.

 

[Belinda35]

Fiona Cole

Now it was getting really serious. "Have you considered my age? Your customers might prefer a younger woman..." She would not give in without a fight, although she realized that her chances weren't to good. She was unarmed, and her although she had trained some self-defence, there were limits to her power... But she would not strip just because some Mr. important just told her so.

 

[Talon]

The Thugs

Snake watched her movements, practically drooling over the swinging of her heavy breasts. "Well I don't know girlie, unless your pussy is as big as your tits, I can imagine it'll be a tight fit." Snake moved his hips slightly to set the heavy point of his sentence bobbing crudely. "Ain't no woman that took me all the way in yet. But it's good that you ain't scared. I'd hate to see you give up without even letting me try." Snake was a first class asshole, and it was lucky for him that he was indeed so well endowed or it was likely no woman would have put up with his bullshit egomaniacal comments.

The other men had also released their erections and were slowly stroking themselves, the man with the broken nose doing so awkwardly while trying to hold the cloth against his face. Of the two in the opposite corner, one was sporting a decent sized erection; the other slightly below average, but neither seemed embarrassed to be exposing themselves in this manner.

Jack and the Boss

"Age matters very little in this equation Ms. Fiona. Because my clients have such a small selection, they can't exactly be picky. Besides, I have girls working here half your age that don't look half as good as you do." The Boss was being honest. He had no reason to flatter her, he fully intended on taking what he wanted by force if she wouldn't give it willingly. "No kids...no husband...no boyfriend to speak of. You said yourself you’re not very experienced. I can only imagine your pussy is still very tight, regardless of age. Half of the clients will probably not even make it to the point of penetration due to excitement...but that’s all the better for you then."

Jack suddenly reached up and seized the collar of her blouse from behind. The Boss spoke. "I'll ask you one last time to reconsider doing this the easy way Ms. Cole. Strip off and let’s have a bit of fun between business partners. I'll even promise to be gentle."

 

[Belinda35]

Fiona Cole

His words meant sense, there was no use in resistance. Still, she struggled just by reflex as she felt the thug grabbing the collar of her sweater from behind. She had trained to throw a man down in such a situation in the self-defence training, but she could not now how well prepared and skilfull the criminal would be. Without really thinking, she just tried.
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[Cherubian]

Michaela just raised an eyebrow at these comments, though truth be told he was indeed quite long. He'd probably make it all the way into her cervix if he fully hilted himself into her, and she was not sure she would want that, but it did not have to go that far.

On the other hand she was reluctant to back down now, to give him the satisfaction of having scared her off with that huge erection of his. Not to mention that - well - she could really use a good fuck right now. "We'll see" was all she said, as she pushed herself off the crate and to her feet and slowly strode up to Snake, until she stood less than a yard away from him, looking up at him, her hands at her hips. "So how exactly do you want to do it, big boy?"

 

[Talon]

Jack and The Boss

Jack had not expected such a movement and she initially caught him off guard. He was a mountain of muscle though, and not the kind that just looked good. As The Boss's prime enforcer, he was no stranger to physical confrontation. She was trying to hip toss him, and to counter the move he pulled back and lowered his center of gravity, her movement only knocking him off balance and causing him to release his grip and stumble back a few steps instead of sending him tumbling to the ground. Unfortunately for Jack he failed to miss a table behind him, and he crashed into it, falling backwards over it. The Boss stood suddenly, pulling a black rod from under the desk with him. The rod crackled with electricity as he flicked it to life. A stun rod. The Boss shook his head and Jack started to stand. The Boss frowned as if disappointed in her decision. "Alright Ms. Cole...have it your way. Now we get serious."

The Thugs

Snake let a satisfied grin cross his face. Luckily for Michaela it appeared his ego was satisfied, and he ceased his crude comments to get on with the action. Snake brazenly reached out to cup her breasts. Despite having large hands the marvelous mammaries still dwarfed them. His thumbs dragged over her nipples as his palms caressed the undersides. "Why don't you take off those bottoms and let me hold you up, you can ride me while I'm standing to start." The position should allow her to control the depth and at the same time give him an opportunity to suck on those marvelous breasts.

The men in the back all took a seat to watch the show, still slowly stroking themselves. They all remained silent and compliant, not wanting to miss this opportunity by trying to escape or bothering the big breasted bodyguard.

 

[Belinda35]

Fiona Cole

Now she knew she really was in trouble, and tried to escape to the door.

 

[Talon]

Jack and the Boss

Jack had regained enough balance to throw himself at Fiona, wrapping her up just before she made it to the door in a bear hug. Lifting her up in his arms with a tight grip he spun her around as The Boss started coming around the desk.

 

[Belinda35]

Fiona Cole

Fiona knew she stood no chance now in open fight. She never thought any one would push her so far, but, maybe for the first time in her life, she breathed in deep to scream for help.

 

[Cherubian]

Michaela just stood there completely still, giving no sign of a reaction for now as his hands continued to work her tits. Not completely lifeless, though, her nipples hardened completely and stood up proudly. She did this for two reasons. First, because she simply liked his hands - any hands - on her tits, and was savoring the moment although her expression did not betray that, and second because of the arousal that that led to she could already feel the first traces of moisture forming between her legs. A little bit more of that, and he would slide in much easier.

Finally, Snake was probably already suspecting she had not heard him, she nodded. "Yeah, sounds good for starters." Indeed, he definitely seemed strong enough to effortlessly lift her slender frame. So she stepped out of her shoes and reached for her waist, undid her slim belt and the zipper and let the pants slide to the floor, all the while careful to not withdraw her mammaries from his hands. Now only her panties remaind, and she had to bend slightly forward, pressingher orbs firmly into his palms in the process, as she lifted first one leg and then another to slip out of them and drop them next to her pants. As she stood up again evryone not directly behind Snake could get a good view of her shaved pussy glistening with its first traces of moisture, and she grinned at the three masturbating thugs asking "Enjoying the show so far?" before her attention was back to Snake. "I am all ready for you, let's go at it."

 

[Talon]

Jack and The Boss

Jack's bear hug was squeezing the breath from her lungs, pinning her arms to her sides uselessly. His arms tightened until she thought her ribs might crack, but stopped short of doing any actual damage. The Boss smiled as she prepared to scream, moving closer to her and turning off the stun rod to poke it into her midsection threateningly. "Scream all you want Ms. Cole, this whole complex is soundproofed. Actually I quite enjoy the screams...so please, don't hold back." The Boss's free hand moved to the top of her blouse, thick fingers gripping the inside collar in preparation to rip open the expensive garment.