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When i wake up Kissy is still there. I am sitting on the carpet. My back is against a wall. Kissy has her foot on one of my testicles. When i look up at her, she puts her weight on my testicle. I pass out. When i wake up she is slapping my face. I look up at her again just as she steps on my second testicle. I beg her to release me. She pushes her pussy into my face while her foot is still on my nut. I kiss and suck for all i am worth. Kissy has an orgasm that causes her to shake. She lifts her foot from my testicle and i almost faint again. 'This has been fun, i will be back for more.' I cannot move. I sit there and cry from pain. Shill pulls me to my feet and helps me dress. I walk home, because Yevette has taken over my car. I sleep in the guest room while Yevette has a "john" in my bed. I am out of commission for a week. Yevette has spent the money that i had in the bank. Yevette has arranged for a mortgage on my house. I must make payments somehow. I ask Shill to release me so that i can make a living.
She agrees. I will work for her on firday and tuesday only. I call Tom and Dan. We start up our extortion racket again, only this time we use adult single females in sensitive positions. We bug their houses until we find out their secrets. Then we extort them to pose naked and film them while Dan or Tom rapes them. Jb and er eventually join us. Each of our victims pays only fifty dollars per week, but the number of victims is growing. Soon i am making payments and the mortgage company leaves me alone. I no longer use our joint account for my secret money. I put some in there for Yevette, but most of it goes in a different bank under my name only. When i can i buy tuesday from Shill so that i work for her only on friday nite. I always need saturday to recover. Just when i think my life is back in shape, Barry buys me from Shill. He brings a sharp knife and a cutting board. Shill and her daughters hold me down in the bathtub while Ronda makes me hard. Barry puts the board under my penis and cuts it in half the long way. I bleed terribly.
I am released and allowed to hold myself so that i don't bleed to death. Barry sticks his knife into my left testicle for good measure. I beg him to release me. Barry pulls the knife out of my testicle and tells me to stick out my tongue and close my eyes. I feel Barry grab my tongue. I feel the knife go into the bottom of my tongue and out thru the top. Barry slowly pulls the knife forward so that my tongue is split. Finally Barry sticks the knife into my nose and pulls it up making a wicked cut thru my nose. I am standing in the tub holding my penis and tongue. I cannot talk. Shill washes the blood off me and has Mitzi drive me to the hospital. My clothes are put under me so that i don't get her car stained. Mitzi drops me off at the emergency entrance and drives away. I stagger into the hospital and collapse. I am in the hospital for a week. The pain is bad, but i am drugged. During the week, i write a letter to Shill. I quit working for her. I write another letter to Yevette telling her that our marriage was never consumated and she can either stay with me and be my wife or else i will have the marriage anulled. On my last day in the hospital, i wake up to see Shill and her daughters looking down at me. Shill has her hand under my gown. She is pinching my penis. Tears of pain are streaming down my face. (Please don't rupture my stitches.) Shill releases my penis and grabs my testicles. I am in extreem pain. Just then a nurse comes in and asks the girls to leave. When she sees the blood on my penis and the look on my face, she calls security.
They escape, but i am not bothered again. Dan and Tom take me home. Yevette is there. Yevette wants to remain my wife. I ask Dan and Tom to remain while we talk. Yevette wants to remain my wife, but she also wants to work for her mother. (As long as you keep your work out of my house. Yevette, i love you, i think we could be happy together as man and wife) we agree to try it for a time. Shill ruptured my stitches, so i cannot make love for a while longer. At least Yevette and i sleep together in the same bed. We work on increasing the base of our extortion racket. getting new girls is relatively easy. Keeping them paying when they decide to quit is much more difficult. There are a number of things that we try. We kidnap them, torture them till they break, and then force them to increase their payments to sixty plus a one time fee of five hundred.
We also plant bugs in all their homes so that we can listen for problems. With one special problem girl, we even bugged all her purses. We divide up the listening and listen to more than one at a time. The units are portable so that we can take them with us wherever we go. The tortures we use include (1)shots of extreemly painful but non toxic chemicals into their breasts, buttocks, tongue, etc. (2)rods forced into their rectums until they have painful elimination for weeks. (3) rods forced into their uteruses causeing possible sterilization and extreem pain. The rods can be plugged into an electrical socket and used for shock or heating. So far, every girl is paying and noone is working on a mutiny.
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On january sixth we start blackmailing Kitti Hawk. Six months later she refuses to pay so we tortured her. three months later Tom, Dan, ER, JB, and myself are all killed in an auto accident. The accident is not what killed us. Kitti killed us.
Alone at Last Irma Bradley and her friend and companion Helen Murzac stood at the entrance to the modest hotel they had occupied with their tour group for the last several days. They were waving farewell to the others of the group with whom they had been touring the Soviet Union for the past two weeks. The time was 1983, the place a town not far from Kiev in the Ukraine. Irma and Helen had long looked forward to this tour of the communist empire, and now it was coming to a conclusion. This was to be their last stop, but Irma, ever the adventurer, had persuaded Helen to arrange with her that the two of them might remain for two extra days after the group left; a time, Irma had insisted, would allow them to taste a bit of the country without the supervision of the tour guide and enable them to taste the 'real' Soviet nation - also a time to do a bit of prowling and shopping of the type that would make them the envy of others when they returned to their homes in the USA.
As the bus carrying their former companions pulled away, Irma turned to her friend. "Now it's just the two us for two days. We get our chance to pick up the things we want to bring home - and not from the shops the guides steer us to! And we can roam around by ourselves, talk to whom we wish, and in two days we go home with an experience that wasn't on the official list!"
Helen smiled back. To be sure, Helen was a bit less adventuresome than Irma. She liked to poke around in strange places and pick up interesting bits of artwork or artifacts, but she was a bit more conventional than Irma. Helen would prefer to do her shopping in stores or museum shops, while Irma loved to hunt up street merchants, always looking for a bargain or something that couldn't be found in the conventional places.
Both women were single, fairly independent, and educated. Irma was thirty eight, a real estate salesperson accustomed to negotiations and completely at home with the bargaining process. She liked people and had no fear of anyone she might meet. From long experience she understood posturing and the processes of deception people often used; yet she inherently liked people and felt she could deal with such strategies. Irma, a schoolteacher, was a bit more of a conformist in her habits. She could be open and friendly with her students, yet she had a private side that she seldom revealed. She liked her privacy, enjoyed watching others get into adventures she would prefer to avoid, as she might watch that activity in her students, yet enjoyed intellectual exploration of the cultures and varied people she encountered.
Irma wasted no time. "Remember that man on the street corner who asked us about changing dollars? He offered an awfully good rate - twice what the banks would give!" "The one our guide said to ignore? Because it was illegal?"