Uninvited Guests (Sweetlust, LuvNLust, ISO)
 

Preamble
This Group Roleplay was first developed, and nearly finished, on another rape fantasy site - and is now re-posted here in its entirety for your reading pleasure - with the remaining portion of the roleplay to be completed here on RB. In addition to myself, the original contributors have all given consent to repost their entries, and they are as follows: Sweetlust, ISO, Savage, CaughtByMoonlight, Avendia, and one other member who has asked to have his name withheld.

Storyline
Three business women decide to retire to a secluded retreat cabin for a relaxing but productive weekend of wine and sundries, and to discuss their company's culture and how to improve morale. Unbeknownst to them, they're being watched by three thugs who plan to take more than there fair share of the booty.

Cast

Name: Tim (roleplayed first by Anonymous (name asked to be withheld), then by ISO)
Age: 29

Height: 6'1"
Hair: Dark and Short
Eyes: Blue

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Scars/Tattoos: Couple of each, some by choice, some due to accidents

Weapons: To Be Determined

History: Tim is college educated man with a mean streak. He loves violence of all kinds. He also loves sex, cars, money and women. Currently unemployed Tim and a couple friends have been on a cross country crime spree fueled by desire to make easy money and have hard rough sex. They've been watching three women and plotting the next move.

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Ana Wellman, 31 (Roleplayed by CaughtByMoonlight)
Corporate Communications VP at TrendWare, a soft-ware company.
5'8", 120, 37-24-36
Dark red hair, cut in a long bob.
Green eyes
Full lips, narrow nose, high forehead

Ana has spent the majority of her young adult life working towards her current position at TrendWare. She is good with words, good at getting her point across, and good at finding a way to turn most bad news into good news, corporate-wise. She is less good at personal relationships, which is the reality behind her leaving a long-term relationship recently. Prior to that she was somewhat sexually adventurous, but keeps that side of herself to herself.

Her hobbies include cooking, tennis, and running; she also took fencing in college and can hit a baseball out of the park, so to speak. (Weaponry hints there. She can improvise and probably will.)

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Godfrey Trevor (roleplayed by Savage)

Age: 32
Weight:245 pounds
Height: 6'2"

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Godfrey (Rey) to his friends has spent the last 16 years of his life bouncing in and out of jail. Always in minor offenses, even though everyone correctly assumes there are more than a few skeletons in the closet. Despite a genius level IQ he never gets anywhere, simly because he loves violence and fighting, and women too much. Often combining his vices to the detriment of all. Only weapon he will use is his body, thinkin anything else cheapens the fun.

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Danielle "Dani" Banacek (roleplayed by Sweetlust)

Age: 34
Status: Divorced, no kids
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 125 lbs
Meas.: 36-26-36

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Description: Chestnut Brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, olive undertones, tans easily
Back story: Dani is the General Counsel for TrendWare Applications. TrendWare is software company that specializes in Information security governance and compliance (info managment, storage, security and compliance).

Dani is outgoing, articulate and at ease in whatever business or social setting she encounters. She likes to 'read' people. She hates 'head games', but gives as good as she gets. Her friendly mannerisms put people at ease and usually enables her to figure out their secrets or their real reasons for their actions. Being able to read body language and eye contact are her best 'weapons'. She has an on-again-off-again boyfriend, but no solid relationship. Despite her appearance, she is no prude, but refuses to allow another man to impose his sexual rules on her (her ex-husband had definite ideas about the sexual and social roles of men and women), as a result she doesn't just jump to a man's needs. She doesn't consider herself overly important, but her parents are well known in the political and social circles in the Wash. DC area.

She loves bike riding, antique hunting, travelling, football (watching it) and spending time with her friends. The only physical fighting she's ever done was with her twin brothers, who constantly tried to bully her. She's not afraid to fight back.

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Nick Steel (roleplayed by LuvNLust)

Age: 45
Weight:260 pounds
Height: 6'4"

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Ex-vice cop turned thug after he got sucked into the world of drug trafficking - found he enjoyed the thrill of the crime far more than the justice, but had to escape before his identity was revealed. Went rogue and for awhile was a biker gang leader, enjoying the occasional bar fight and bustin' heads. He has a pure type A personality who takes no shit from fools and punches first, asking questions later - he trusts noone but his own instincts. Other than women his biggest vice is alcohol, so he can party real hard - but booze nowhere diminishes his performance, only enhances it. Of course being a former cop he has a fetish for control, which can often turn sadistic.

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Monique Caro (roleplayed by Avendia)

Age 30
Height 5' 5"
Eyes green
Hair natural pale blond

Monique is a secretary for Ana and a good friend to both women. She has spent her life mostly bring a workaholic and never really wanted to date. She's had a few unsatisfying encounters but work I'd her true passion. She sounds her spare time at the gym or with friends. Her idea of a vacation is taking her laptop to the pool side and working on some file or another.

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UNINVITED GUESTS... begins

Posted by Anonymous
 

Tim was still shaking from the last crime spree. He ran out of bullets and it nearly cost him his freedom or worse his life. It was Ray or Nick that saved his neck. Now he was outside preparing to head into Paradise to pick up beer and food for his friends. It was the least he could do since one or both helped save his neck last week during a botched hold up.

It was last time they'd pick out a place without making sure there was at-least one woman inside. It was more fun with a woman or two to abuse and rob. When there weren't women to rob, they couldn't have as much fun. It was also Tim's turn to pick a target or targets. "I'll get extra beer this time," Tim shouted as he searched his pockets for his keychain. The key was still inside the car.

"I'll be back as fast as I can," Tim again shouted. "Don't booby trap the door on me," One of his own devices was set on him the last time he went on a beer run in the middle of the day.

Posted by The Savage
 

Time between crimes, between excitment, Ray can feel it. Feel it as an itch that grows. More and more intense until I am unable to control. Do something stupid and hurt something. Everyone said that I would be so much more productive if I applied myself. What they ddon't understand is that I do apply myself. Just not to the things they approve of. Explosions, abductions, rapes, everything that makes a life worth living. I barely even raise my head as Tim is leaving. Absorbed in tinkering with a phone I took apart. Breaking and rebuilding it. Slowly, I want to understand everything. Fine with electronic, less so with people. Even though I like to see inside them too. "I am getting bored." My friends know that is a dangerous situation.

Posted by Avendia
 

I arrive at the cabin early. Hating being late for anything. I've never liked being idle so my laptop and files are set up as soon as I arrive. I go through checking all the details making sure the place is set up as it should be. I then pull up everything we need to cover in the order that was discussed before we left the office.

Once everything is ready to go I change into my jogging shorts and head out to run the near by trail. I can't just sit still I need to move.

Posted by Sweetlust
 

Dani cursed herself for the tenth time since she’d left the city, heading for the retreat cabin Ana had booked. She was actually quite happy that Ana had come up with the idea of getting together off-site to develop strategies to handle office conflict. Unrest had been steadily growing over the last six months. The conflict was starting to work its way up through the ranks, and Ana had been tasked with resolving the problem. Dani had been happy to work with Ana and Monique for the weekend. Frankly, she needed to get away, even if it was a ‘working weekend.’ She had decided to resolve a ‘problem’ in her own life at the moment.

She had been packed and ready to leave when Russell Penner, her ‘on again/off again’ boyfriend called demanding that she meet him to explain this month’s break-up. Dani didn’t believe in wasting time or energy if it led nowhere. Her relationship with Russell was going nowhere. Besides, it was no secret that he fucked around on her whenever the opportunity presented itself. He worked in Research and Development at Trendware. To say their relationship was awkward was an understatement. She needed to clear her head and do something constructive. Ana caught her at lunch and the two discussed the problem solving idea at length and plans were made.

Flustered, running late and taking the wrong turn twice, Dani finally arrived at the cabin. Parking her ‘new baby’, an Audi A8 at the side of the cabin, she pulled her overnight bag out. Once inside, she set her bag and purse down to go in search of Ana and Monique.

“I guess they are out getting supplies or whatever. “ She muttered to herself, glad that Ana had made sure to alert the rental office of her arrival and leave a spare key. Dani looked about the premises, quite pleased with the cabin. It was surprisingly large with three separate bedrooms, a huge bathroom, a kitchen and a nice living space with a lovely fireplace. It was just perfect for their task. The other women had settled into their rooms and she proceeded to do the same. After putting away her things, Dani changed into a fitted red sundress that hugged her curves and sandals, pulled her hair into a manageable ponytail and went to place the bottle of wine she’d brought in the refrigerator. Even though the weekend was for working, Dani felt that it would be nice to relax a bit before they got down to business. Dani liked people to relax in order to get them to speak candidly and freely. She was really looking forward to their activities.

Posted by LuvNLust
 

Watching Tim go to the store to get beer will cut down the anxiety I feel right now but I can't let the guys see it. Pulling out an unfinished stogie, I light it up. Taking a nice long drag, the smoke filling my lungs is somehow comforting, along with thoughts of fucking some sweet bitch when our next job is done. I sure hope Tim is paying in cash, God knows we don't need to be traced by the authorities - yeh, I know I'm paranoid but given my former job I had to be.

Going after drug lords you had to be suspicious of everything... *flashback sets in, jolting me into awareness: My partner was totally into his part, the personality, the dress, but especially the attitude - and now he entered the central hideout of the city's biggest crime figure, and he knew the motherfucker was serious this time - how was he going to explain he missed a drop? The boss was never lenient, but all I could do was watch him go through the door with no cash, the lord on the other side... it was only matter of a minute when I heard a loud -BANG-... FUCK! I gritted my teeth... my partner was stupid and got himself killed... he didn't gain their trust... but trust was hard for me too... he needed to follow his gut, that's what kept you alive...*

*Jolt!* I'm back in the room taking another long drag on the stogie to settle my nerves. Looking over at Ray I could see him thinking... I wondered what he's tinkering on now? Taking another long puff, I look out the window...

Posted by Anonymous
 

Tim had vacationed in Paradise Valley as a kid with his family. He had sex for the first time in the Standish Woods recreation area. Not using a cabin as a hideout was a compromise since his family use to own a cabin. The compromise was caused by same concern that drove Tim to make sure he only used cash for gas, food and supplies.

Making his way down the two lane road north of town, Tim wanted to drive thru town and into the woods. The lake and cabins were south of town. Stopping at the first crossroads in the town of Paradise, Tim turned right into a small self service station to check the tires on the car before paying for some gas. He gave the clerk exactly enough cash and coins to purchase five gallons for the car and one gallon for a gas can.

Posted by CaughtByMoonlight
 

Naturally, Ana had a list in her head: some chips and dip, ice, a couple six packs of what she called "diet brown". Paper products. The usual stuff for snacking during a long meeting. Other groceries, including some wine and stuff to toss together dinner and breakfast were in the fridge back at the cabin.

She turned her Lexus into the parking lot of the little market/pizza place, shoved her wallet into the pocket of her jeans and locked the car doors. Probably not necessary out here, she thought, but don't let country habits take over just because... She also noted the small gas station on the other corner of the crossroads. Okay.

The market was empty. It took her less than 10 minutes to make the purchases and return to her car. As she pulled out of the market lot, she found herself humming that Duran Duran tune... what was it? A long time later, the song's title came back to her. "Hungry Like The Wolf".

Posted by The Savage
 

As I twist wires together, a small spark falls onto the table. I smile as it ignites and starts to burn. Eyes half closed, staring at the fire. Watching it lick at the table. Never any threat of really burning anything but I smother it with my hand nonetheless. A sharp second of pain that makes me shudder. Shudder in pleasure. That should keep the monsters at bay for a good hour or so. Though I can already hear them howling in my head.

Posted by Sweetlust
 

Exiting the kitchen with a glass of wine, Dani looked around the living area, her eyes drawn to the fireplace. It gave the room a cozy feeling. She could imagine this place being quite the little ‘love nest’ though Ana mentioned that it was a ‘family-friendly’ recreation area. It was as pretty as she described it, judging by the scenery. It was going to be great to kick back and enjoy the quiet beauty of the area. Sure, work was their priority, but she knew they had all been on edge and this was just the ticket. No phones ringing non-stop, no conspiratorial glances from staff members, no flood of emails marked ‘urgent’, no irate directors, egomaniacal board members or frantic clients. Most importantly, no fucking ‘relationship’ issues—no men! They could get things down with a clear head. She liked both Ana, a woman driven like herself and Monique, a true multi-tasker and one hell of an organizer.

Dani sat in a soft overstuffed armchair, musing on the rest of the weekend, hoping they’d get an opportunity to explore some of the trails and mix it up with the locals. As far as she could tell, the center of town was that market she’d passed on the way in and the gas station on the opposite corner. She smiled, taking a sip of her wine. You had to envy small town life. So quiet and calm. Just as she drained her glass, the quiet was interrupted by the door being opened. Dani sat up instantly, her breath catching in surprise. Surely she had locked the door? Her heart raced until she saw Monique enter.

“Ohhh….god…Monique! You scared the hell out of me! You know me…city girl all the way. I was sure I’d locked the door. Hey, this place is great. I can only assume Ana’s out picking up provisions. So, how was your run?” Dani rabbited on, glad to see a familiar face and happy she turned out to be a friend rather than foe. Placing the empty wine glass on a side table, she rose and went to hug Monique.

Posted by Anonymous
 

Tim was just putting the gas cap back on when he noticed a Lexus pulling into a parking space across the intersection. He was pulling out from the gas pump when he spotted the driver of the Lexus exiting her vehicle. He thought she looked incredible in her jeans. As he waited for some cars to pass in order for him to turn into the same parking lot as the Lexus, Tim decided against going inside the little market/pizza place.

Tim had decided to stalk the Lexus and it's driver. He waited close to ten minutes and watched her walk out of the market with her purchase. Every step she took was observed and when she pulled out of the parking lot, Tim followed in his own car. When she left Paradise, Tim knew then and there that she wasn't a resident of the town. There could only be one reason she was heading where she was heading. As the speed limit on the road increased, Tim slowed down to observe her car. He would drive straight for as long as needed. If she turned off, he'd keep going and come back around at-least five minutes later.

Posted by Avendia
 

"Dani!" Monique hugged her friend tight. The run had relaxed her and now she was ready to have some time with her friends. "the run was lovely. The air here is so much cleaner then the city. And I didn't gag on any nasty smells."

She sat on the couch with Dani just chatting for a few minutes enjoying the calm feeling. No snide remarks about how she was only so high because of who her friends are and the back stabbing the others tried to pull. No messes to clean up for them, no he said she said emails. Just pure work and friends.

"We should go on a hike later. There are some nice trails that even I'm willing to ditch the laptop to check out! We so need this. I hope Ana is back soon." Monique looked around smiling then remembered she was still in her jogging cloths. "Oh I need to shower. Make sure Ana doesn't start dinner without me!" She headed to chosen up. Her showers shorter them some women since she waxed instead of shaving. Her legs under her arms and even her pussy. Just soap and water needed. She was out in no time and entered the main party of three cabin to see Ana was there.

Posted by LuvNLust
 

The stogie is nearing it's end as I take another long drag, the embers smoldering and glowing, the nicotine soothing my nerves once more... and after that puff, I know the memories will start flooding back in - they always fucking do, I can't shut them out. Damn, a drink right now would feel soooo good - ahhh, the feeling of an ice cold beer gushing in, running down my throat, warming my stomach, washing away the pain...

I see Ray wiping out the small fire, smothering it until it's life is gone. Jesus, he didn't even fuckin' flinch - good for him. They always say, no pain no gain - shit, I don't know about that anymore *taking another long drag... flicking the ashes away... flicking, flicking! harder and harder...* No matter how much you try you just can't get rid of all of it... the memories always seem to remain... *another flashback sets in...*

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I see my wife walking into our apartment at 4:00 am, as I've been sitting and staring at the front door for nearly three fucking hours. Beer bottles are strewn everywhere, along with a finished pack of cigarettes. Her hair is messed up and her clothes disheveled - it's not hard to tell what she was doing... even though I knew, I ask anyways "Where the fuck have you been? You said you had to work late and would be home by 10:00!" Brushing her hair and adjusting her clothes, she said nothing, couldn't even look at me, just looked away. I then hold up the cell phone she had left at home, displaying a text message from her boss... the damning evidence...

"Amber, you've been seeing this fucking asshole for six fucking months??? I can't believe it! *throwing the phone against the wall, shattering it everywhere* How could you do this to me! I loved you! More than anything!"....

Posted by CaughtByMoonlight
 

Ana almost drove past the small driveway to the cabin, so hard was she thinking about the importance of this brainstorming session. She'd seen great small companies go down in flames, and that was *not* going to happen at TrendWare.

She parked her Lexus, grabbed her purchases and entered the cabin. When she saw Dani and Monique, she broke into a huge smile. "Oh hurray, now we've got the whole gang together, and looking good. Let's get started in a little bit, eh? But first, let's have a little wine and a toast to the best TrendWare's got, right?"

It was going to be a great weekend!

Posted by Anonymous
 

If Tim discovered that Ana was all alone, he'd strike a.s.a.p. because he already felt an attraction to her body thanks to how she looked when she was walking in the parking lot. Her fine ass was on his mind as he drove straight and saw her turn off in his rearview mirror.

It took him just a few minutes to double back and find her car parked outside a cabin. He remembered the area pretty well and found a place to park that wouldn't draw attention to his own car. It was a small dirt parking area near a popular trail for people with and without bicycles.

Before leaving his car behind to scout the cabin out, Tim grabbed some binoculars from a box in the trunk. A few minutes later, Tim was crawling in the brush between the main road and the parked cars by the cabin. The engine on all three cars was still warm to the touch as he used a gloved hand to touch each hood carefully.

Less than a minute later, Tim was back up in the surrounding woods near a unmarked trail using the binoculars to look into the cabin. He couldn't see anyone so he got out his cell to check on his reception. He couldn't get a signal from his current location so he traded the cell for the binoculars.

"Three foxes for the taking!" Tim could now see three healthy looking, casually dressed women through his binoculars. He could tell the guy's that there was one of them for each of them. There were also three cars to steal but he figured the three foxes to fuck would be the best thing about this robbery spree.

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Tim didn't waste time and after confirming that the three women were alone in the cabin, Tim high tailed it back to his car and back through the town to get the guys.

"Forget the beer!" Tim exclaimed as he returned to the house empty handed. "I saw some wine, food and pussy for all of us!" Tim was ready to grab his burglary and rape kit from under his bed. "We head out in twenty minutes!" Tim locked himself in his room. It was time to get in the right state of mind to commit another crime.

Posted by The Savage
 

I look up to see my friend frantic in the doorway. I perk up interested at the second thing that is said. Pussy. I hadn't had any in a while. The last robbery had a fine cashier, and I was bendin the bitch over her counter when we had to go. It didn't end well for her, because I don't like being interrupted. I nearly killed her in frustration. "Oh, and we are going to have fun. If it is a cabin, then they are alone." Mumbled, half to myself as I move, leaving my tinkering unfinished. It almost always is left unfinished. The only thing I can ever finish is sex. Everythig else just trails off, boring and forgotten in seconds.

"I'm ready whenever you are."

Posted by LuvNLust
 

Laying down, with my back on the floor, I was benching one of those old boat anchor TVs that must've weighed more than a hundred pounds - getting myself all pumped up for the job. What a workout as it filled in my pecs, abs, and biceps, all at once - pain just never felt so good. Hearing Tim walk through the door, I eased the TV down and stood up, feeling really ripped and relieved; the beer was finally here! But when he said he abandoned the hooch I was really fuckin' pissed, ready to push my fist right through the damn wall! Every curse word I could think of spewed from my mouth, I was really looking forward to that first drink, quenching my thirst, relaxing my nerves, but now... the expletives continued... I'm surprised I eventually heard Tim chiming in through all my filth, just trying to calm me down... and when I finally did, he talked of women, wine, and expensive cars - and that they were just down the road... it was then my fist went into a different direction: from the wall toward Tim - and as a broad smile came over my face, I fist bumped Tim in gratitude. Awesome! Bitches, booze, Benzes, and Beamers... oh fuck yes, life is good... "Let's fuckin' roll!"

Posted by The Savage
 

His hand was hurting from the fist bump with Nick as he prepared his bag for the rape and robbery scheme. "Three fit looking pussies in cabin!" Tim shouted through his bedroom door as he tossed things into his bag. "Got mine picked out!" he shouted again as he found his ski mask and a knife.

Tim also dropped tape, gloves, scissors, rope and lubricant into his bag. He was unable to locate his gun and left bedroom to search for it. He eventually found it under a bathroom sink before returning to the bedroom to get his bag. "Five minutes and I'll be ready!" Tim stopped in the kitchen to get a knife and a candy bar.

Posted by Sweetlust
 

On my third glass of wine I was feeling more and more relaxed as I talked to Ana and Monique. Spending a little time catching up on how they were doing and a little feminine ‘gossip’ was nice. I didn’t get to do a lot of that and having few women I could actually call ‘friends’ I liked to make the most of my time with them. Ana had purchased some snacks, including some choice fruit and cheese. I was definitely surprised. The little market I’d passed on the way in hardly looked like it carried more than beer, corn nuts and fishing lures.

Despite the light hearted banter, drinking and so forth, ‘work’ slipped in. Ana briefly mentioned some of the issues TrendWare was facing and her take on things. I was impressed with her vision for resolving communication issues and improving the flow of information from management to the lower level employees at TrendWare. I had long understood the need for effective communication as a strategy for organizational success. Monique, ever ready, pulled out her electronic tablet and began tapping away, jotting down notes to research and compile into a flowchart of ideas later.

We talked a little more business then Ana suggested we stop and enjoy the snacks and wine before the afternoon disappeared. Both Monique and I agreed and kicked back to enjoy the rest of the afternoon.

“Ana, this place is really something!” I popped a grape into my mouth and savored its juicy sweetness. “How did you luck up on Paradise? I mean…god…this place really is a little bit of paradise. The weather is perfect. This cabin is my dream getaway and it has a lake for goodness’ sake! Wow…and my ‘ex’ thought I was going to pass this up for spending time with him?” I chuckled. I looked up to see Ana and Monique staring at me in disbelief.

“Oh, come on guys…don’t give me that look! I think everybody knew where that relationship was headed. I’m done this time. Seriously, I mean it. I’m done with ‘relationships’ for now. I just want to concentrate on doing something for me and not having some man muddy up the ‘waters’ of my life. No men! No….nyet..nien!” I let out a belly laugh when the girls just shook their heads. I guess I’d been down this path before with my ‘no men’ decision and both Ana and Monique knew it.

“Think what you will…I mean it. You'll see, I'm going cold turkey on men.” I smiled smoothing out the skirt of my sundress over my shapely legs. Way out here in the middle of nowhere, my resolve should prove to be a snap.

Posted by LuvNLust
 

With just 5 minutes until show time, Nick went through his bag to make sure everything was in place - knife... check, rope... check, duct tape... check, pliers... clothes pins... gag... other implements of torture... check. And yes, the last and most important check: his gun. Opening the revolver he saw all chambers filled with bullets, giving a sigh of relief. Nick certainly enjoyed the rape, pillage and plunder but he wasn't a killer - no, the gun was there in case something unexpected happened - and never having worked before with Tim and Ray, he wasn't going to just leave things to chance.

Poking out from the side of the bag was his reliable flask of Southern Comfort, cast in the kind of solid metal which was his better known name in the crime world. Opening it up he took one very long guzzel, draining all 12 ounces of the devil juice down his throat, giving him his nerves of... Steel.

Zipping up the bag with hardened resolve, he gave Tim the thumbs up...

Posted by The Savage
 

I don't know why he gave me time to prepare. He's seen me work. No accessories, no gimmicks no toys, nothing. I don't believe in them. Besides, I want to be able to feel everything I do to the slut. It is a simple principle. So while the others pack, I merely stare with dead eyes. Eyes that would find their mirror in any shark. Countin' the seconds using my breath. I imagine what they will look like, Tim knows what I like. If there is a group I know I need to hold back, at least slightly. They complain when they are too limp. A cruel smile crosses my lips, not my fault I haven't found one durable enough yet.

Posted by CaughtByMoonlight
 

It's so quiet. Ana is a city-girl, through and through. So the absence of traffic sounds, far-off sirens, the hum of urban life is missing for her here. She realizes she missed some part of the conversation, and snaps back from her own mind.

"Listen, my dears. There's quiet out there. Let's see if we can restore some of that to the office. For now, though, I want another glass of wine. Anyone else?"

She took Monique's and Dani's glasses into the kitchen area and splashed wine into them. A quarter-glass this time. The time was slipping by and in awhile the day's efforts would catch up. Ana blinked at herself. The quiet was seeping in under the door, in a way, like fog.

Who knew the quiet could be so disquieting?

Posted by Avendia
 

Monique accepted the glass of wine with a smile. She sipped slowly already feeling light headed and a bit sleepy. The day had been long and she was ready to just relax. Monique leaned her head back listening to her friends talk and laugh. She had always been the background type. Shy and reserved she never drew attention to herself but was always ready to help her friends.

Their voices became more of a buzz as she relaxed more. She could take one night to let lose couldn't she? Then back to hard work and her normal OCD self.

Posted by Anonymous
 

Tim paced around the house eating his candy bar. He was ready to drive back out to the cabin to have fun with some women. "Let's go!" Tim left the candy bar wrapper on a table and picked up his bag after adding the knife to it. The sound of feet hitting the ground, doors opening and closing signaled the start of adventure that would have a happy ending for the guys. The ending of the adventure for the women, would be to be determined. The guys had started talking about finding some full time sex slaves and almost kept some women from a recent laundry mat robbery.

"I think these women will be better than the laundry mat bitches!" Tim had high expectations after seeing the three cars out front at the cabin. He kept it nice and easy driving through the small town of Paradise. A little music provided a small distraction in the car. It was also starting to get dark and that was perfect for Tim as he retraced his steps to locate the cabin. "Let's take care of the cars first," Tim used their car to block the one lane driveway and got out to open the trunk to get each bag out. "That's the one I saw in town earlier," Tim spoke and pointed at the car that led him to cabin earlier in the day.

Posted by The Savage
 

Take care of the cars. That would be my job I suppose. Even with ours blocked in things could go badly. Desperate enough they could simply ram it out of the way. If they wanted to risk injury. And given what we will be doing I imagine they will be willin' to do that. Though the idea of a half nude woman, gasping in panic, sitting in a car seat bouncing as tons of metal rams into other tons of metal is... appealing. No, no one escapes. Or even attempts it. Quietly I pop the hood of each car and remove a vital piece. Starting them is now impossible, Flinging each one in a random direction as far as I could. My head bobs up and down at Tim, "they are not going anywhere. Let's have some fun." Idly brushing some oil from my hands, though I want them slightly dirty when I manhandle the sluts. Their description sounded high class. And getting them dirty would probably disgust them. One more benefit.

Posted by LuvNLust
 

"This is it man - the fuckin' moment of truth, and a night to long remember... for these bitches, huh?" Tim was smiling along with me. Looking over at Ray I could see he was prepping the cars, so without wasting more time I grabbed the pliers from my bag and headed over to the side of the house. Looking around, up and down, I finally found it: the telephone wire leading into the home. With one quick snip, the land-line was cut; but that was the half of it. Reaching into my bag I pulled out the blocking device, kissed it for luck, flicked it on and placed it carefully on a window sill. No fucking cell phone calls or GPS tracking will be going in or out of this place. I remembered how useful it was during drug raids - the poor bastards were never able to get re-enforcements.

Having to look, curiosity finally got the best of me, so I peered through the window to quickly eyeball the cunts in the house. Sweet lord, we fucking hit the jackpot. God damn! Just look at these fuckin' women! And in all flavors too - a blonde, a redhead, and a brunette - all busty and curvy, just the way I fuckin' like em... and that brunette, hmmmm, something very familiar about her.

Just then I heard Ray pop open the car hood next to me - fuck he's fast. Reaching in, he grabbed a starter piece, pulled it out... and then he flung it out into the woods! Shit! Are you fuckin' kidding me? This is a brand new Audi A8! She's worth more than $80K on the street! These bitches sported flashy cars but they might have carried light. Looking around, we had more than a quarter-million worth of booty around the house - way much more than the piece of shit we came here in. Ray paid no mind to me and went off toward the final car. Fuck, always thinking with his... Looking toward the woods, I ran out to peer around the trees and bushes... where was it? Combing through the brush I finally found the piece - there she was! Snatching it I tossed it in my bag... running back to the car, I then removed the plates so the car couldn't be traced. This car was my ticket to freedom, and would finally pay off my debt... Running around to each vehicle I removed their plates as well, just in case.

Meeting up with the guys again I gave Tim a present, the registrations from each car. "Hey, looks like we know who these bitches are." I smiled with a big grin.

Posted by Anonymous
 

Tim had considered asking Ray to just disconnect the battery to the Lexus as he watched a part from the car being tossed into the woods. "Never mind," Tim told himself as he walked closer to the cabin structure while Ray disabled the third and final car.

The cabin looked aged yet still in fine shape. The stone walkway from the parking area was just like the one from the cabin he visited earlier in his life. A look at the windows, walls, roof and door brought back fond memories for Tim. As he unzipped his bag, he observed Nick setting a device on a window sill and flashed a thumbs up in the direction of Nick before slipping on his ski mask, which wasn't the traditional black. Tim had decided on a brown one today.

Tim's next move was to check that his gun had bullets and to slip the gun into the back of his belt for easy access. He was then met by Nick who handed him some small slips of paper. "Thanks," Tim began to flip through the registration papers as he approached Ray. "The car owners are Ana, Dani and Monique!" Tim then shoved the documents into his bag. "I'll secure the back door and meet you inside the cabin in Fifty seconds!" Tim split to get to the backdoor, leaving the front for Ray and Nick to defeat.

Tim minded not to walk near windows and crouched down when needed on his way to the backdoor. He paused once to admire the women in a inner room of the cabin. They looked like they were enjoying themselves and just kicking back. "Can't wait to spoil their vacation," Tim thought as he slipped on some gloves and prepared to pick lock on the backdoor. It wasn't locked so Tim just turned the handle and held onto it for twenty seconds. He was nervous about being the first to enter the cabin uninvited.

Posted by The Savage
 

Plans, everyone seems to want to plan this out. Synchronize watches next, I imagine. This isnt something that can be planned. It is a run up and have fun with the bitches thing. Plans don't work in this situation. But I just nod and wait. 50 seconds, seems overly exact. I just took three long, deep breaths and walked to the front door. I don't imagine it is locked. After all, this is a nice safe, secluded area in the middle of the day. Or at least enough day that the sun is still shining. Nothing bad happens when the sun is out, I think with a smile. Before slammin' my foot, backed by my entire weight, into the door, I hear the wood ripping from the hinges, nearky knockin the door into the cabin. It sways wildly as I burst in, screaming.

Posted by CaughtByMoonlight
 

At first, Ana was shocked into stillness by the commotion at the front door. Screaming, crashing... what on earth?

Seeing the hulking guy behind the intrusion, her fight-or-flight kicked in beyond belief. "Dani, Monique... quick, get out of here, get into the kitchen. Call 911! Get going, get going!"

She tried to find something that she could hurl at the creep and maybe injure him.

But there was nothing. So she crouched into a smaller silhouette and hope she could spring into him and hurt him somehow.

Posted by Anonymous
 

Tim heard wood splintering, screaming and voices as he carefully and smoothly slipped into the cabin from the rear door. After taking several steps in, Tim was in the kitchen and securing his backpack on his person after pulling out his gun to prepare for any escape attempts by the women. He would secure the door after making sure nobody made it past him and out the back door.

Posted by Avendia
 

Monique screamed in fright as the large man busted in the door. Her wine clouded brain couldn't grasp what was happening. She shook thinking it must be some horrible dream at first. She backed up stumbling over her own feet. She never could hold her liquor and now it made her clumsy. Monique bumped into the wall and fumbled for her cell phone but when she held it up the signal was gone. That didn't make sense. It had worked just fine earlier. Sliding down the wall Monique stayed on the floor hoping to go unnoticed. Maybe he just wanted money and would leave her be if she was quiet. Her purse was on the couch after all.

Posted by LuvNLust
 

I counted the seconds under my breath... 1001, 1002, 1003... and according to plan, Ray would kick in the door at 1050... quickly I reached into my back pocket to grab my eye mask, securing it on... 1010, 1011, 1012... I hated wearing ski masks, too fuckin' confining, like wearing a rubber... I like my skin out in the open air, able to feel everything, being reckless, nothing to block the enjoyment, the fun... 1020, 1021, 1022... there was plenty of time... I next pulled the gun out of my waist and unlocked it... 1028, 1029, 1030... I then saw Ray go for it - slamming his foot right into the front door! What the fuck! Is he fuckin' crazy? Unprepared and going against plan was how partners got themselves and others killed... and I went against my instincts on this one, well fucking never again... Well no time to think now cause it's showtime! And the adrenaline is rushing into my veins...

Gun aimed straight ahead, heart thumping, I ran forward through the front door. Looking ahead I saw Tim did just as planned - he was through the back door with the kitchen secured - fuck he's good. I could hear the screams of the slut in there with him. "Tim! Bring her out here into the living room!" At the same time Ray was securing some bitch that ran into a wall - and she was plastered too, hmmmm. That's two down, and one to go... I then looked around while opening up all my senses for the final one... trying to listen for breathing, just one little breath... shit, I could smell her fear, good and strong... like she was tempting me to find her... "come out, come out, wherever you are you little bitch"... where the fuck is she?... then I saw a stirring behind a small silhoette...

Posted by Sweetlust
 

The initial sound of the door cracking, splintering then being forced open was surreal. It was almost like watching a movie, but the hideous realization set in—this was not some movie, this was a home invasion. I could hear the yelling of male voices…Ana screaming at us and the sounds of confusion. I rose from the sofa in one fluid movement despite the drinking I’d done. Turning this way and that, I blindly raced to the kitchen with Monique at my heels. I heard a light bump against the wall, not realizing she’d fallen, just as I wrenched the kitchen door open I gasped in fright. The kitchen did not prove to be a safe haven.

I came face to face with my worst nightmare; a gun with the business end pointed straight at my face.
A tousled haired man gave me an evil grin as he signaled me to exit the kitchen and return to the living room.

“W-what do you want? If…if it’s money….just take our purses and go! We..w-wont say anything…p-promise! Please…please…just d-don’t hurt us!” ever the negotiator, I masked my fear. I hoped that by offering them money they would leave us with our lives and bodies intact.

The guy yelled at me to ‘shut up’ and shoved me with his free hand back into the living room but kept his gun trained on me.
Stumbling as I moved backwards, the scene in the living room was chaos. There were two other men in the living room, yelling and threatening the others. One had poor Monique pinned to the sofa and the other was dragging Ana to the center of the room. I was pushed down onto the sofa next to Monique. She was whimpering and Ana was struggling with the big brute that tossed her beside us as if she were nothing more than a ragdoll.

We huddled together as the men eyed us, taking up positions in the room yet keeping us herded together. I prayed that they wouldn’t separate us.

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Tim knew he was met by Dani or Monique because Nick had found the car registration papers. After an exchange of words, Tim found that she had a nice backside on her while he ushered her from the kitchen back towards the main room.

As things came together like a well thought out raid, Tim took his backpack off and set it on the floor. "Keep your guns on them, I've got to get something," Tim put his gun into an unsecured pocket on the side of his pack in order to retrieve the registration papers. "Hello, Ana, Dani and Monique!" he spoke with his back to the women before turning around. "Welcome to Paradise!" he laughed and tossed the papers at the sofa.

"I know you because I saw you in town earlier," he looked at Ana and picked up his gun. "Isn't she hot guys?" he turned to look at Ray and Nick. "Your sweet ass led me straight here. I was gonna steal your car until I saw two more cars and your two hot friends!" Tim looked at the third woman whose shorts revealed her legs while her tank top revealed her arms.

"How about you introduce my buddies to Dani and Monique?" Nick stood in front of Ana and aimed his gun at her. He finally noticed her front was just as impressive as her rear. He preferred blue jeans but she made black look sexy and what guy doesn't like a babe in a sweater.

Posted by CaughtByMoonlight
 

Ana swallowed hard, looking at the weapon. But she really could not just roll over like a puppy. Never in a million years. So...

"Dani, Monique... introductions are apparently in order. These are the asshole thugs who've broken in, and who will no doubt in short order be done away with. Asshole thugs, you know my friend's names already. Now take the money and the cars and fuck off."

Looking at these three hard-cases, she was pretty sure talking back might have been a mistake. On the other hand, however, it's best in any type of verbal negotiation to open with your firmest stand. So she did. No fear.

Posted by The Savage
 

I just shook my head at the chaos I inspired. Some screaming, some shouting, all what I wanted. Who needs order? This is a state of nature thing. Take what you want. My lips curl in respect as one of them actually talks back even with a gun trained on her. Hope that spirit is still there when I give a run at her. Smirking, because this is why I don't use weapons. It traps you, because is he really going to shoot her? Of course not, and now that is known to everyone. Might as well toss that thing into the woods. Ignoring the theater going on, I don't care to be introduced. Instead I reach down and grab Monique. Hauling her to her feet. "There is no need for introductions. I jist want to rape this bitch." My hand closes around her breast, squeezing and twisting it. Hard enough to get a gasp of pain. "That's nothing, it will get so much worse."

Posted by Avendia
 

The big one that busted in the front door grabbed Monique. Twisting and crushing her breast in his hand. She gasped the pain bringing tears to her eyes. Monique lashed out raking her nails over his face drawing blood. Even with the wine clouding her mind she knew he meant her no good. Her knee came up to smash into his balls and cock. There was no way she was going to let these animals use her. Especially not this one.

Posted by The Savage
 

She claws at me, raking down my face. And all I can think is good. I had hoped these weren't the weepy types. Unable to defend themselves with more than tears. Pleading even as they are bent over and taken. Laughing I grab your wrist and bend it back. Going further and further. If I wanted to, I could break it. But I just let you arch and go with the pain. "Now, that's not being nice to a guest. I mean a real host would offer, well anything we wanted." Ripping at your top, tearing it a little bit.

Posted by LuvNLust
 

After Ana's "Fuck Off", Nick knew he had to make a quick move to bring the situation under control, before the whole thing descended into chaos. Whipping out his gun, he aimed it straight to the ceiling... "BANG!" The ladies were startled, staring right at Nick. "SHUT... THE... FUCK... UP...!!!" There, that got their attention. Instant crowd control. Nick smiled to himself, watching the ladies now shake in fear. From his left, he then saw Ray grab Monique pulling her into a struggle... Nick smiled even more, thinking to himself: "atta boy Ray, and according to plan... have fun you lucky son of a bitch..." And Monique was making it all worthwhile for Ray...

Nick eyeballed the two women on the couch, the brunette in particular... there was something oddly familiar about her, and it really bugged him. Shaking his head, he put the funny feeling aside. He pulled his other hand out from behind his back, revealing the purses he grabbed after coming through the door "It's time to get to know our 2 remaining bitches, don't you think Tim?" He tossed one to Tim, keeping one for himself "Let's see which slut is lucky enough to be with me." Reaching inside the purse, he fished around, pushing aside all sorts of stuff... lipstick, eyeliner, tampons... "No wonder you can't ever find any shit in these things." Then he felt it, a wallet - taking it out he flipped it open - there was the driver's license - perfect. With an evil grin, Nick pulled it out - the picture was of the brunette, now very nervous and shaking in front of him... Nick read the information out loud: "Danielle Banacek, 5'6", 125 pounds... date of birth: April 18th, 1979..." Nick thought a moment "Ahhhh, 34 years old..." his mind drifted, like he was trying find something he'd long forgotten... and it was from about 12 years ago...

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"Are you a beer or liquor man Mr. Banacek?" Being at a large social gathering of top DC elites, Nick had to be sure as he reached into the fridge. The two men decided to leave the party outside and go into the home's kitchen to talk in private. All Nick knew was this guy was part of the never-ending "War on Drugs".
"I'll take a beer Nick. What I like is that no matter how many I drink, I never get sick... Oh and you can call me Tom."
"Very good... Tom, glad we could finally meet up" Nick popped open his beer and took a long guzzle. Being pragmatic he didn't want to waste time "Don't mean to be rude Tom, but did you want to discuss something with me?"
Tom took the hint "Nick you were always a man on a mission, and always will be... I wanted to let you know that the DEA got intel indicating a top crime thug is arriving right here in DC in a couple days. We've got the address and given your credentials in the drug world, we think you and your partner are a perfect fit for the mission. Here's the folder..." Tom slapped it down on the counter.
Nick thumbed through it... at about half way, he eyeballed a young 20 something girl passing through the kitchen, dressed bra-less in a tight t-shirt and in shorts which barely covered her ass. Nick thought she looked so nice and tight... hmmmm.... then she spoke "Hey Dad, I'm going hit the sack early tonight - gotta get up early for the group bike ride." Nick went back to finishing up the folder. Tom replied "Sure sweetie... sleep well. I'll see you when you get back."
Being a quick read, Nick was finished and closed it up "Tom, I'll keep this brief: yes, I'll take the assignment, and I'm sure my partner will too... we'll get the fucking bastard for you, but we will need cash." Tom quickly came back "NO.. NO.. Not necessary... just send your partner in first to meet the guy, and you'll go afterwards." Nick thought about it hard, he was a loyal cop and had long wanted to bring quick swift justice onto the SOB. He finally replied "We'll do it Tom... we'll get him." The two men then briefly nodded confirmation to each other and separated. Nick went off and polished off the rest of his beer...

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Two days later: Nick is staring in disbelief as he hears his partner get shot because he had no money with him. With his instincts turned way up, Nick high tails it out of there without getting caught or shot at. Only later does he realize that Banacek had set them up for a fall.

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Recognition finally dawned on Nick's face, his eyes widened as he stared right at Dani "You're the daughter of that fuckin' spook that got my partner killed, and nearly got me killed." His blood was boiling with anger... Nick wanted to kill her... but as Dani kept shaking, Nick looked at her differently... she was now starting to look hot to him... fuck, even her tits were jiggling with fear, the nipples hardened against her sundress. Nick started licking his lips... "Damn, look at ya, you sure have grown up into one nice piece of hot ass bitch - bet you're a great fuck too." Nick started moving toward Dani "And I bet you're old man would fuckin' freak out if he knew what was happening right now..." he laughed really hard. "Well, you know what pretty little thing? Let's surprise the motherfucker later with some pictures... I'd sure love to see the look on his face seein' his daughter was repeatedly fucked." Smiling even more, Nick didn't even hesitate... he suddenly came toward Dani and grabbed her.

Posted by Sweetlust
 

Moments ago we were watching the man who appeared to be the ‘ring leader’ circling us, smirking at Ana’s show of bravado. I have to admit, it was a gutsy move, but now things had been reduced to utter chaos with the firing of a gun. Monique was futilely struggling with the big brute that had her dangling like a toy, his hands mauling her. The other two kept Ana and me at bay with the threat of being shot. Eyes were trained on the big guy wielding the gun that had been fired, I sat ramrod straight in an attempt to stop the trembling of my body. The ‘fight or flight’ instinct was strong, but I knew neither was going to get any of us very far right now. One man, perhaps I could defend myself against, but three--I wasn’t going to set myself up for failure. My tactic in most situations was to assess the situation, determine my opponent's weakness and play into it. These guys left no doubt in my mind that they weren’t amateurs. No…they knew what they were doing. They would have handled it carefully.

‘Big man’ pulled our purses out and tossed one to the ‘ring leader’, the other he kept for himself. As he rummaged through our purses, my heart raced with fear. It was not unfounded either, these guys would have our names, addresses, keys and credit cards. I calmed my breathing as he chuckled at the contents of my purse. My anxiety didn’t die down, however, as he pulled out my wallet. Hearing my name sent chills racing down my spine. The name ‘Banacek’ wasn’t common and my father made sure he kept the name to the forefront of the political scene. Thomas Banacek had definite plans for his political career and staying in the media was part of that plan. The look of recognition was evidence enough that this criminal made the connection.

He looked at me with a renewed sense of purpose. A few minutes ago we were little more than random pussy for these guys to fuck over. Now, this bastard saw an opportunity for exacting a little revenge, too. He acted as if he’d personally met me on a previous occasion. I’d never met this asshole in my life and right now I was wishing we’d stayed in the city. If he knew my father, then he knew my family had money. Maybe he might be willing to negotiate with the prospect of a nice fat bankroll in his future. As the thought germinated in my mind, he stepped forward grasping my wrist, a look of pure lust on his face. I felt myself being drawn forward and gasped at his ‘plans’ for me.

“Look…wait! NO! Wait! Please….please...you have to listen to me! Yes…I’m Tom Banacek’s daughter! If…if you know anything about my family, you know money is no object. Name your price…just name it and I’ll see to it you guys get every penny—I swear it--if you just let us go…unharmed!

I’d spent years avoiding using my parents’ money and family name to make my way through life. I spent just as many years distancing myself from the Banacek reputation. I wanted no part of it, or the sleazy manner by which they achieved their goals. I was my own person. I refused to beg my family for anything. Yet the lives of my friends was on the line—I would crawl to them to save Ana and Monique. My slender fingers plucked at the iron grip around my wrist as he pulled me close.

“I don’t know how you know my father, but I promise, if you let us go, then you...all of you will walk away from all ‘this’ very rich men. Cars…the best…women…more than you’d ever want in a lifetime, and money. Just let us go and I can get you whatever you want. Please…please…my father will do whatever you say for our safe return.!” I pleaded with him, hoping he bought every word. Every man had a price and it was a gamble I was willing to take. Our lives were at stake.