Chapter Thirteen

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     The car they are driving in pulls up to a nondescript building and stops.  Frank gets out and "helps" Jennifer out as well, basically yanking her out.  "Hey what's the rush," she says with an attitude as the car pulls away immediately.  "Great, how are we getting back and where are we anyway?" She asks.  She knows she better watch it with Frank but continues to push anyway.  She knows that Simeon told her to listen to Frank but something doesn't feel right to her.  "That mouth of yours is going to get you into some real trouble some day," Frank says venomously.  "As a matter of fact today might be the day," he mumbles mostly to himself because she doesn't catch what her says. 
     They walk to a door with no address or sign saying what the building is and Frank knocks loudly.  The door is opened almost immediately and a huge guy opens the door.  "The boss is down the hall to the left,"  the guy says and Frank hurries her along.  As she is whisked by she sees empty rooms with shackles and beds and other foreign contraptions and just as she is about to ask where they are, they abruptly stop in front of a door which Frank pushes open.  There is a man seated behind a large mahogany desk that seems out of place here.  The office is decorated as well.  There are documents ranging from board of health inspectors and other government entities.  Jennifer also sees photos of the man seated in front of her with the mayor and governor and one with Frank as well.  A sinking feeling starts to churn in her stomach.  "Here she is, Tony, just as I promised," Frank says to the man.  "Well, well," Tony looks at her, "consider your gambling debt paid if she is as good as she looks."  Jennifer turns to flee and runs right into the big guy who answered the door.  Her grips her arms in his massive hands  as Tony approaches.  "Greg take her to my favorite room, would you?"  Tony says. 
     Fear ignites in Jennifer's heart as the man just tosses her over his shoulder and takes her back down the hall.  He stops at one room and unceremoniously tosses her onto a bed in the center of the room.  Tony and Frank following close behind enter as well and Greg shuts the door and locks it on his way out.  Jennifer lunges to get past Tony but he catches her by her shirt and pushes her back on the bed.  "Sit down," Tony says harshly.  "Get up again and things will turn ugly,"  he tells her.  "Frank here owes me considerable debt betting on some games and horses so you are his payback to me."  Jennifer's face twists in anger, "Fuck you and this sick creep."  Tony moves with astonishing speed and has her pinned to the wall face first.  "No, it's more like we will be fucking you, sugar."  His warm breath against her cheek makes her want to vomit as she hears Frank snicker behind them.  Tony's hands reach under the short plaid skirt and begin to fondle her ass cheeks.  She tries to struggle and push away from the wall but Tony is too strong.  His fingers slide into the folds of her pussy lips even though she tries to clench her thighs together.  "You brought me a feisty one, Frank."  Frank just laughs, "I told you, you would like this one Tony."  Tony spins her around and pins her arms to the wall with his left hand.  He moves his right hand over her breasts and rips the tiny shirt from her.  Jennifer spits in his face, the only way she can fight back at the moment.  Tony is displeased to say the least and looks to Frank, "Really feisty," he laughs before driving his fist into her stomach and knocking the wind from her.  "Make sure she doesn't move," Tony says to Frank.  Jennifer gasps and couldn't move if she tried.  She is so focused on catching her breath she doesn't even see what Tony is doing.  She just hears Frank laughing as he says, "You're in trouble now girl, Tony is bringing out his fuck bench."  She manages to look up as Tony has pushed some big piece of furniture to the middle of the room.  "Bring her over here," Tony says to Frank.  Frank grabs her by her hair on the back of her head and Tony says, "Hold her still."  Tony produces a handgun  and Jennifer's eyes widen in fear.  She is paralyzed in fear as Tony rips the skirt from her body and points the gun at her once again.  "Guess I have your attention now, don't I sweetheart," Tony says menacingly.  "Now get on that bench," he yells. 
      Jennifer looks at the bench defeatedly and trudges over to it.  She looks back over her shoulder to confirm this nightmare is happening and sees Tony motioning with the gun to get on the bench.  "I hate you, Simeon," she mumbles to herself.  She looks back to the bench and sees there are places for her knees and elbows.  It's a crude looking piece of furniture with straps for both legs and arms and one for... No way she shakes her head as she sees the strap to hold her head down.  "Frank, help this stupid bitch onto that bench, now!" Tony yells obviously a man used to getting his way.  Jennifer attempts to push Frank away but he is too strong and she is an emotional wreck.  He shoves her onto it and binds her legs first so she cannot kick him and then he binds both her arms to either side of the contraption.  Lastly he straps in her head to the padded harness ignoring her screams. 
     Jennifer cannot see what is going on. Her only view is of the filthy ground. Cannot hear the sound of Tony's belt buckle or his pants coming off.  There is no warning when his cock is buried into her exposed pussy.  Tony goes in hard and deep with his eight inch cock.  She gasps as he begins to furiously pound her.  Her screams quickly turn to low moans from being fucked so harshly.  Frank thoroughly enjoying himself wants some of the action and pulls his engorged cock from his pants and shoves it into her moaning mouth.  Her moaning is muffled now as Tony continues his domination and Franks laughter is all she can hear.  She fears she is in danger of blacking out and who knows what these creeps would do to her then so she holds on as best she can to both her consciousness and her sanity.  She is in an almost trance like state when she hears yelling in the hallway and then the door gets kicked in. "What the hell are you doing here," Tony yells angrily.  But that is the last thing she hears before she loses consciousness thinking, "I knew he would come, I knew Mark would rescue me..."

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