Screaming. His wife screaming, doubled over the kitchen table, her pants pushed down, with the giant looming behind her. nnThe slapping sounds, the slurps coming from her body's lubrication as it took the rapist's cock deep into her vagina. nnAnd his own whimpering. The goddamn whimpering was what haunted him the most. Over and over again, little plaintive cries for help. They were the testament to his weakness, and ultimately they would be the thing which woke him from this nightmare night after night.nnDavis Stockton woke to the familiar darkness of his bedroom. His skin crawled and his stomach churned as he struggled to free himself of the nightmare. It had been pursuing him for two weeks now, every night since it had happened.nnHe looked to his left, where his wife lay, her own eyes staring wide open at the window. She did that pretty often now. Just lay awake all night long, staring out the window, her eyes silent and her body tensed. A wave of guilt washed over Davis and replaced his own fear. nnHe didn't bother talking to her, comforting her, or encouraging her. He had tried that before and she had rewarded him with a vicious critique of his masculinity. Davis couldn't talk to her after that. She was right and he knew it. He knew that he could have nothing to say until he could somehow prove himself capable of changing what had happened. nnBut he had no idea how.

As Debbi was steering her car down the street past the firehouse, she saw her friends Davie and Tom standing on the apron of the station talking to another guy. When Dave recognized the vehicle and waved to her, Debbi pulled over to the curb. He left the other two men, and when he reached the car he leaned down to say hello and was greeted by a female passenger.nn"Well, hello handsome," cooed the well tanned young woman. Gina was more than tanned. She was chocolate. Gina was addicted to tanning beds. She had a membership in three salons and could reach any one in twenty minutes from any part of the city. She claimed it calmed her. The funny thing was, she always seemed so wired that people wondered when the calm would kick in. In the winter, she stuck out like a sore thumb among all the pink skinned people and looked almost comical.nn"Hello," said Davie to Gina, politely. Then to Debbi he gave a big smile and a hug.nn"What are you doin' in the neighborhood," he asked her. The firehouse was in one of the poorer areas of the city and saw plenty of fires. That's why Davie and Tom asked for this assignment. They liked the action.nn"We were just heading home from a shopping spree and I suggested we swing by. Gina wanted to meet some real men." Debbi was looking for any excuse to see the boys again.

I hadn't seen Dean at work since our encounter until a Monday morning the following week. I was sat at my desk when I saw him coming over. nn"Enjoy the other night?" he asked, winking slyly at me.nn"You know I did," I replied, feeling my face redden.nn"Me and Tyler were wondering if you and Katie would like to come over to the flat on Wednesday, have a few drinks, a bit of fun?" he asked. "Was she okay with you when you got home?"nn"Let's just say I didn't need to go for a shower, her tongue done all the work," I said, checking no-one else could overhear us.nn"Dirty bitch!" he said, smiling. "By that I mean both of you," he said, "Let me know once you've spoken to her."nnThat night I told Katie what Dean had suggested and I wasn't surprised when she said she was absolutely up for it. We had fantastic sex later on as we talked about her being fucked by three men and watching me get my ass reamed by Dean and Tyler. Katie had a massive orgasm as I described how I would love Tyler's cock in my ass again as I licked her pussy and when I came, Katie sat on my face and made me suck my sticky cum from her swollen cunt. nnOn the Wednesday evening Katie spent ages getting herself ready, ensuring her pussy was shaven and her makeup just perfect. She just wore a matching set of white bra and panties under a summer dress and sandals. nn"Easy access," she explained to me, smiling her filthy smile. nnWe were both horny as fuck but resisted having sex before we went to the flat, saving ourselves for the nights events. We arrived at the flat about 8pm and Dean let us in.

3: ElevationnnSweet-faced Angela Briscoe with sensuous lips and a flattering cleavage had become the darling of management at Baldacci, Guy, Reinhardt & Robinson, Attorneys at Law, before her unmasking. It would have been her sensational unmasking but for an amazing substantial cover-up. In Part 3 the final, Angela is promoted to the corporate headquarters of Kingdom Law.nnEighteen months after Angela Briscoe's career in law office support had edged to the brink of facing court appearances in her boss's divorce case and perhaps facing morality charges, everything worked out well. Angela now stood in awe looking up at her new workplace. nnIt was Monday and the previous Wednesday she'd been told she was being transferred to corporate headquarters where she was expected to commence new duties at 9:00 the following Monday. The curt email from Josephine Bruce, director of administration, added if Angela was unable to meet the demand she was free to resign.nn"You bitch," Angela had smiled when reading the message, thinking she'd go as she'd been warned at the time of the merger of the two firms that a summons to HQ was likely. If her duties were boring she could always get up the nose of the head of admin.nnThere had been no farewell. Acting on instructions from above, her ultimate boss and managing partner, David Hall, called Angela into his office at 5:00 and handed her what he called 'a loyalty' bonus for $4000 and kissing her without ardor. He patted Angela's ass and told her to beat it without a word.nn"Beat it?" she asked, somewhat confused, knowing that's what men did.nn"Yes, I am required to advise you officially to clear your desk this evening and then leave without farewells, not even to the other partners. You leave this building, never to return."nn"Very well," Angela said obediently.nn"I was told this was for the common good. You go from here and I am forbidden to even hint of your whereabouts. Your replacement begins here in the morning.