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The following story is fiction is intended as ADULT material. This story has been submitted to an adult group on the Internet. If the story is found in any other location, it is not the responsibility of the author. All characters in the story are fictitious; any similarity to persons living or dead is coincidental. The author does not condone or endorse any of the activities detailed in this story, many of which are dangerous and or illegal.
Unexpected Discoveries
Chapter 3 Reformation Group
Several days after his meeting with Kassi and Lena, Jack and his team had gathered a significant amount of information about Saul Neuberg. Not only did Axis Corp pay for the best database information accounts, they also utilized some of the best hackers available. Sid Johnsen, was the son of one of Jack's old Army company commanders, a part time grad student, and more importantly, a genius hacker. Sid was proving to be a daring and creative hacker, who had the exact personality type required of an Axis Corp's tech support employee. Sid, in his early 20's, was an average sized, sort of skinny kid that took the "punk" look to every extreme. He had a 10 inch spiked green Mohawk, was covered in tattoos, and dressed in skinny jeans, ragged shirts, boots, and army coats. Sid was one of Jack's first hires when he opened the Chicago office. So far, he was working out much better than Jack had expected. Sid was hot linked in with Axis's main tech support, and had so far, been impressing the Axis team with his hacking skills.
Sid ran all of Saul's identifiers and personal information through every database he could find, even tapping several illegal sources. Jack sat at his desk, with his laptop, and scrolled through page after page of detailed information about Saul. School records, business records, bank accounts, credit card bills, etc…
They learned that almost two months ago, Saul had become involved with a mysterious BDSM group, called the Reformation Group. Jack and his surveillance teams had followed Saul, as he drove to the warehouse located in the West Side ghetto neighborhood.
They had also learned that over the last 3 years, Saul had been skimming money from some of his more wealthy clients. No amount large enough from any one client to draw attention, but enough to create a sizeable balance in some offshore accounts. Approximately two months ago Saul had done something totally unexpected. He began transferring the stolen money back to the clients he had taken it from.
Earlier in the week, they learned that the warehouse and the construction site where Kassi and Lena had followed Saul were owned by Reformation Group (RG). The actual company on the books was a shell construction company, owned by several other shell corporations. Axis's main tech group had finally tracked the ownership to RG.
Axis had very little information about the group. It was listed the in Cayman Islands as a financial institution. RG’s only known business location was the one Kassi and Lena had stumbled across, when following Saul. Sid had worked with Axis's main tech group for several days to hack into RG's website. RG had an intricate web security system that rivaled many of the world's finest financial corporations. Sid, along with Axis's techs, had been working around the clock to gain access.
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Sid rubbed his face, trying to wake up, after working almost around the clock the last few days. It was almost 2:00 a.m., and he had been sitting for hours in front of his laptop, trying hack the website of the Reformation Group. So far all of his efforts had failed. Sure he could have blown his way in, but then everyone would have known about it. It was far trickier to get in without anyone being the wiser. He sipped his cold coffee and started back at it, sucking on his large lower lip ring piercing.
He heard the door open behind him and looked back over his shoulder, as his girlfriend Gwen came in the tech office. Sid had introduced Gwen to Jack not long after he had been hired. Two months ago, Jack asked Sid if Gwen was looking for work, telling him they were going to be upgrading all of the new office's camera systems, and needed another tech. Not only was Gwen pretty good with computers, she had a lot of experience working with cameras. She had been doing side camera work for the last couple of years, in Chicago's underground theater/movie scene; giving her a great mix of computer and camera skills. Jack had hired her on the spot.
Gwen, like Sid, was in her early 20's and also punk, with long blue dreadlocks, numerous tattoos, and some fucking awesome piercings. Gwen had a very petite, lean body, with a beautiful face. The punk look gave her a nice contrast between an innocent and tough girl look. She had small perky tits and an ass to die for. Gwen and Sid had been dating for the last few months. They weren't exclusive, with both fucking around on occasion. Just the other night Gwen set him up with one of her girlfriends, while she hooked up with an old boyfriend that was passing through Chicago.
It was pretty late and Gwen had been hitting the bars. He could smell the booze and cigarettes as she walked over and straddled him. She had a tight olive drab t-shirt on, with a short black skirt, knee length multicolored stockings, and combat boots. She ground down on his crotch and began kissing him. "I am so fucking horny. Make me your little bitch." She whispered between kisses. Gwen loved being treated like a little fucking slut. "I'm such a little whore, you need to use me like a fucking whore." She kept whispering. Her skirt was pulled up, exposing her light green panties that were decorated with hundreds of little black skulls.
As they kissed, Sid ran his hands up her tight stomach and chest, to her pierced nipples. He massaged her breasts and worked her nipples through the thin material of the t-shirt. He pulled on the heavy gage nipple rings, causing her to moan and grind harder down onto his growing cock. They both had lip rings, eyebrow rings, and Gwen had a tongue piercing. She slipped off his lap, moving down under the desk between his legs, unfastened his belt, and began going for his cock. Sid helped her push his pants and underwear down below his knees. "Suck that cock, you dirty slut."
Gwen wasted no time in trying to deep throat Sid's stiffening cock. She was a little tipsy, so she almost gagged the first couple of tries. Sid was a skinny kid, with an above average sized cock, that had several piercing studs that ran along the entire underside of his cock. Gwen began massaging his balls as she took the entire length of his cock in and out of her throat. Saliva began dripping out of her mouth each time she pulled his cock out of her throat. She began concentrating on the head of his cock and stroked the shaft with alternating hands, licking his piss hole, then working his balls and shaft. Sid began pushing her head toward his groin and driving his cock deep down her throat. "That's it. You dirty little cock sucking slut." He said, as he began holding her head down, with his cock wedged deep in her throat. Gwen's eyes began to bulge as she struggled for air. He released her head and she gasped when his cock slid out, followed by a long stream of spit. He drove it in again, pulling her mouth to the base of his cock, holding tightly to her long blue dreads. He held her down even longer, finally letting her get air, just as she began turning blue, like her hair.
It suddenly struck him out of nowhere, the answer; a way to hack into Reformation Group's website. He left Gwen to keep working his cock, and began typing furiously.
Gwen continued working his cock, alternating stroking his shaft with both hands and licking his balls. Sid moaned. Gwen was a fucking dirty cock sucking pro.
Within a couple of minutes, Sid was in Reformation Group's site. He fired off a quick email to Jack Lete, and Axis's main tech group, who had been helping him out, then began taking a look through the website.
He began checking files and stumbled into a list of numbered files, some of which looked like video files. He clicked on a random video file and watched it open on the screen. "Holy fuck, Gwen, you have got to see this shit." Although Sid wasn't sure who he was looking at, it definitely was some serious shit. He picked a random video file that was now beginning to display across the screen.
The high quality video, showed a distinguished, older, slightly chubby, white man, strapped into some sort of heavy duty wooden chair. The chair was seated near what appeared to be some sort of hoist, or engine lift with a boom. The man was naked, and his mouth was gagged, with the chair positioned so that he could watch the woman, who was hanging from the hoist. The long legged woman was suspended by a heavy chain attached to sturdy leather cuffs around her wrists. Her body was stretched just far enough off the ground, that her toes made slight contact with the floor. Her long blond hair trailed down her back and over her shoulders. She was a beautiful woman, somewhere in her mid 50's, with the look of a wealthy, aging trophy wife. Her breasts had been augmented to at least a D, with the slightly visible scars showing at the underside curves of her breasts. Her body was beginning to sag, but overall she was pretty fit.
A large heavily muscled, masked, shirtless man, wearing tight dark pants and work boots, stood near her, holding a nasty looking heavy leather flogger. The masked man turned, looking directly at the camera and said, "Now begins the reckoning." He turned back to the woman and began walking around her body, flicking the flogger out, striking her ass, legs, lower back and stomach.
The man in the chair began struggling against his bonds, and the hanging woman began yelping and screaming, "No! Please no! God no!" She screamed as each blow landed. She began twisting, attempting to avoid the unavoidable. As she tried to pull away from the blows, her body began to slightly swing and spin, while she pushed off with her toes. The slapping blows were random, making her skin and body giggle with each impact.
Gwen pushed up from between Sid's legs, "Hey, let me see too." She slurred. "Mother fucker! What did you find, baby?" She crooned. Gwen pulled her t-shirt up and over her head, baring her perky breasts, and threw it on the floor. She seated herself on Sid's lap, pressing his erection against his stomach, while facing away from him, toward the screen. Gwen wiggled on his lap and began grinding her ass against his erection. Gwen's stood again and pulled her short skirt down past her knees, letting it fall to the floor. She sat back down on his lap, leaving only the thin material of the panties between her pussy and his studded cock. Sid reached around her body and began caressing and massaging her breasts, spending plenty of time on her pierced nipples. Sid looked down at the numerous tattoos that adored Gwen's back and body; she was one hot fucking bitch. She moaned as he reached around and pulled on her piercings and worked her nipples, "Holy fuck, that dude is really fucking her shit up."
The man on the screen had slowly been building up the strength of his blows as they landed across the woman's body. She was now intermittently sobbing and screaming, depending on where the blows landed. Gwen pulled her panties down around her knees and leveraged herself up, then slowly impaled herself on Sid's cock. She felt the friction of his piercings, as they slid into her dripping wet cunt.
Sid cupped both her ass cheeks and lifted up, getting a great view of her puckered asshole as she began moving up and down on his cock. He reached around with one hand working her pierced clit, and alternated between her breasts with his free hand.
The man in the video was now beginning to land blows up between the woman's legs and across her sensitive nipples. They watched as her breasts were flattened by the force of the blows. The man began switching between more and less sensitive areas, punishing her sex and then back to her breasts. The man strapped to the chair, continued his struggles as the camera captured his intense emotions. Anger, fear, disgust, concern, all played across his face in rapid succession. The flogging was turning into a serious beating.
The man dropped the flogger to the ground and came up close behind the woman. He began caressing her tortured body; running his hands alongt her hips and buttocks, following the contours of her body up to her breasts. She continued to cry as he gently reached up between her legs from behind and stroked her sex. He captured one nipple with the other hand as he began sliding his fingers in and out of her cunt. Gwen began increasing her pace, bouncing more vigorously on Sid's cock, as they watched the woman trying to escape the attentions of the man. She cried in frustration, as she twisted and turned, in futility. The man continued to finger her cunt and work her nipples. He pressed himself against her, whispering something that the video didn't pick up.
The camera panned over to the older man strapped to the chair, zooming in on his growing pink erection. His erection began to extend out from his hairy crotch, standing up and out from his pudgy belly. The camera panned back to the woman, as the masked man continued to work her pussy.
"Look, my dear. Your husband is getting turned on." He said with a sarcastic tone. She cried out as he viciously slapped one of her ass cheeks, while he continued to finger fuck her. "Does your husband like ass play, my dear?" He asked, as he stepped over to a crank attached to the hoist, and lowered her down onto her feet. The masked man roughly kicked her legs apart, and using both hands, spread her ass apart. Changing his mind, the masked man grasped her by the hips, lifted her off the ground, swinging the hoist bar, moving her, so that the seated man would get a better view. Spreading her cheeks again, he suddenly thrust his middle finger deep into her ass. She cried out, and tried again to pull away. The masked man wrapped one of his arms around her, holding her in place, and began slowly driving his finger in and out of her ass, causing her to whimper in humiliation and pain.
By this time Gwen was seriously fucking the shit out of Sid's dick, driving her herself up and down violently. "Oh, fuck!. Fuck!, Fuck!, Fuck," She screamed as she came. Sid's continued to work her pierced clit with one and, while he slapped her ass with the other. Gwen worked the other nipple as the orgasm washed over her. "Mother fucker, that is fucking hot." She exclaimed. Gwen impaled herself on Sid's cock until her orgasm faded. She rested for a moment as they focused on the screen.
The masked man continued to finger fuck the woman's ass, changing angles so that the bound man in the chair would have an unobstructed view. The man struggled with his bonds as the camera again showed his throbbing erection. The masked man whispered again in the woman's ear, as he twisted her around to look at the man's erection. With her now facing the bound man, he continued driving his finger up her ass. The woman was continued sobbing and occasionally whimpering, with each thrust of the man's finger. The masked man stopped and unzipped his pants. A good sized erection sprang out from the pants opening.
He turned the woman back to him. "Spit on my cock baby, or I drive it up your ass dry." She whimpered and continued crying, looking as though she may not have even heard his demand. He quickly spun her back around facing the bound man, and spread her ass, as he began pushing the head of his cock against her puckered asshole. She panicked. "No, please, god no, no." She cried as he began forcefully pushing his cock up her dry ass. She continued crying and pleading for him to stop as he finally wedged his cock in her ass.
The bound man struggled in his bonds as he watched the masked man begin slowly pushing his cock in an out of the woman's ass. "God no! Stop. Stop. Please!" She pleaded and cried as he began picking up his pace, driving his cock more quickly, and deeper in her non-lubricated ass. The masked man abruptly stopped, pulling his cock out of her ass. She sagged into the chains as he stepped away and walked over to the bound man.
"Time for a quick piss, before I finish in your wife's ass. You piece of shit." He stood in front of the bound man, as a stream of piss began arching out of his erection, striking the man squarely on his forehead and face. The woman's sobbing increased, as she watched her husband struggle to keep the urine stream out of his face; he turned to the left and right, hopelessly trying to avoid the soaking. Finally finishing, the masked man walked off screen for a few moments, leaving the bound man sitting in a dripping pool of piss. He returned with two heavy lead weights that were attached to evil looking alligator clips. He positioned the woman sideways, hanging from the chains; so that the bound man would be able see both her front and back, from the side. Holding the weights in one hand, he massaged her nipples with his other until they stood out from her already bruised and battered breasts.
Slowly, he began applying the first alligator clamp to her left nipple. She screamed as it was attached and truly went berserk as he released his hold, allowing the nipple to take its full weight. She half sobbed and screamed, desperately trying not to twist or bounce, causing more pain. He applied the other, creating matching anguish in each breast.
He spread her ass cheeks again, and without ceremony thrust his cock in to the hilt. A great shudder went through her body as she wailed and screamed. He held still for a moment before beginning to thrust in and out. She whimpered and moaned as each thrust began causing the weights attached to her nipples to bounce.
Meanwhile, Gwen was already headed toward her second orgasm, as she continued to bounce on Sid's cock. They both were amazed by the raw footage they were seeing. There was no way these were actors, no one could make up the anguish they saw on the humiliated man's face.
Sweat beads covered the woman's body as the masked man continued to pound her ass. He held her hips with both hands as he picked up speed, slamming his full weight into the woman's tortured ass. They could see her stomach clenching as he pulled out and pounded back into her, causing the weights to bounce, distending her nipples as they pulled down.
The masked man almost howled as he began dumping his cum into the beautiful older woman's ass. She sobbed quietly as he finished, leaning against her back as he pulled his still erect cock, out of her ass. He left her hanging from the chains as he walked over to the seated man. "This was all your fault Richard." He said as he wiped his erection under the man's nose, giving him a whiff of his wife's ass juice, mixed with the masked man's cum.
"Fuck yes. Fuck yes!" Said Gwen as she came again.
"Do you like this Richard? I’m going to give you a better taste. If you say anything when I take the gag off, I will castrate you." He said in a deadly cold voice. "Do you understand?" The bound man nodded his head up and down. "Richard, I will castrate you, if you say anything."
The man's eyes remained wide as the masked man loosened the gag, allowing it to slip out of his mouth, and down below his chin. "Hold still, while I get you a little treat." The masked man said coldly. He left the man sitting as he walked to the crank, releasing even more tension on the heavy chain. The sobbing woman wept in relief as her arms were lowered, and she was left standing with the chain looping from her hands to the hoist and boom.
The man stepped off screen again and returned with a wicked looking stun taser gun. He held it up in front of the sobbing woman, activating the switch, causing a crackling arch to flash between the prongs. "Do exactly as I say or I will shove this right up your cunt." With his free hand, the man unhooked the chain from her leather cuffed hands. Firmly grasping her by the joined hands, he pushed her backwards toward her seated husband. "Richard wants a taste of what's in your ass, baby." Her eyes went wide, as she began to struggling against his push, moaning as the weights began to swinging side to side. "No? Please? Please?" She sobbed. He continued to direct her back to her husband, firing the taser again, in a menacing fashion.
"Stand up on the chair." He said, as he helped her put both bare feet up on the chair between her husband’s legs. "Look baby, Richard thinks this is hot. He's got a little woody." The masked man laughed evilly. "Stand on his thighs and put your fucking ass right on his mouth. Richard, open wide; by the way, you better clean that ass out!"
The woman continued to sob as she stepped awkwardly up on her husband’s thighs, squatted down, and placed her ass on his open mouth. The masked man helped steady her by holding on to her bound wrists, as the masked man’s load began dripping out into the bound man’s mouth. Both Sid and Gwen were shocked to see that the man was still sporting a throbbing erection. They heard the man sucking and slurping as the beautiful woman's ass made contact with his open mouth.
The masked man fired the taser again, pushing the crackling arch up under the woman's nose. She moaned and shuddered, clenching her stomach. "Get it all Richard, you fucking shit bird." Unexpectedly, the masked man pulled the woman forward, causing her to half step, half jump down from the chair to the concrete. She screamed as the weights bounced, and she fell to her knees.
The camera panned in, showing small streams of blood running down from the brutally extended nipples. The camera moved up and over, next getting a close up of Richard's cum and shit stained mouth. Tears streamed down his face as he sat silently shaking as the video ended.
Sid couldn't hold off much longer as Gwen kept pounding down on his dick. He stood up pushing her forward over the desk, as he began pile driving his dick into her cunt. Gwen moaned as he pushed her forward and began pushing back into Sid, with each of his thrusts. "Fuck me like your little bitch." She moaned. Sid looked at her irresistible puckered ass and his dick pounding away at her cunt. He spit down on her puckered hole and rubbed it around with his thumb. Gwen went crazy as he began pushing his thumb in and out of her ass in time with his cock.
Sid felt his balls tightening and pulled out, swinging Gwen around. She dropped to her knees and began working his balls as he began dumping streams of cum on her forehead, eyes, and mouth.
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