Tothshore's Trial

"Any problem securing her?"

"Bit of scratching... and she bit me before I could get the gag in... fucking bitch,"

The mask chuckled, "don't worry, she'll pay for that,"

"Be a hell of a lot easier if we could drug 'em or rough 'em up a bit first,"

"Quit complaining, she barely scratched you, besides it's not our place to question orders from the top,"

The body bag started to flail,

"Get her in the boot, our parts done,"

The two burly men lifted the body bag, dropped it into the boot of the waiting car and shut the lid. The first kidnapper signalled to the driver that the hostage was secure and unharmed, the engine started and the driver left without a backwards glance.

Inside the car, two men in expensive suits visibly relaxed.

"Hard parts over now, just need to deliver her and get ready for disposal," his companion snorted.

"Who did they decide on anyway?"

"Daughter of a minor family... Tothshore I think they're called,"

"Doesn't sound Italian,"

His companion laughed, "It's not, they're British lawyers, slowly ingratiated themselves with the five families over the years,"

"I've no sympathy for people getting involved in business they don't belong in... fucking idiots, anyway money paid?"

"In full,"

"Excellent,"

The rest of the journey passed in silence save for the occasional muffled yell or bang from the back of the car. After half an hour of agonisingly slow cross city traffic the car pulled into the most exclusive hotel in town. Despite the increased security across the whole city no-one challenged the two men on the way in, security knew to let this particular car through. The two men pulled into a parking space at the back of the hotel, removed the body bag and dumped it into a waiting laundry trolley. Stuffing several layers of linen on top sufficiently disguised the bag. The noise didn't matter; no one would be in their way. Precisely two minutes later they arrived in a grand reception room on the top floor of the hotel. Five men and a woman dressed in the finest suits money could buy, all sat round an ornate table, turned to greet them.

"Good evening," growled the man at the head of the table. He was middle aged, the first patches of grey starting to show around his temples although his jet black hair was still going strong over the rest of his head. Despite the gruelling past few months, he looked alert and excited, his eyes blazing.

"Mr Fangio, Ladies and Gentlemen, may I congratulate you on once again confirming you are the primary power in this city,"

The room nodded but their eyes were glued to the laundry trolley.

"I present your entertainment for the evening, Ms Tothshore, daughter of Brandon Tothshore,"

With a flourish he reached inside the trolley and grabbed the body bag. In one swift movement it was unzipped and out fell a woman,

"We will be back in the morning," with that the two gentlemen turned their back on the group and shut the door, leaving Ms Tothshore to her fate.

"The fuck do you want with me?" growled Tothshore, despite her precarious position her tone of voice and stance still made her a formidable woman,

"SHUT UP!" the punch to her stomach made her double over, the air forced from her lungs. The man closest to her dragged her by the hair towards Fangio at the head of the table,

"You have been quite the thorn in our side Tothshore, snooping around our little parties, alerting the authorities where we are, what we are doing, and with whom," Fangio barely spoke above a whisper but the whole room was entranced, his charisma was palpable, the power undeniable,

"I admit I was impressed that you managed to get that spy into our last little party, if she was a little more patient you might not be in this mess, but calling you from a backroom? Really! She must have been inexperienced! Did you not arrange a meeting with her afterwards?".

"What did you do to her?" the panting of Tothshore somewhat spoiled the effect of her desperate attempt to project some power,

"Well when we found her we were most annoyed, gave her a bit of a beating I'm afraid, she was begging us to let her live, so we did, on the condition that she satisfied certain urges we've had over the past month or so," two glaring eyes and a defiant stare greeted this latest comment from Fangio,

"Oh you don't believe me?" he clapped twice and a door at the back of the room opened to reveal a naked woman with dulled eyes standing to attention,

"Do you recognize your friend? Tina isn't it? I wouldn't really know, we don't talk much, come here Tina,"

Tothshore was visibly shaken. It was definitely Tina, although in the month she had been missing some serious changes had been wrought on her. The slender legs leading up to the wide hips were unchanged but instead of the small perky tits always hidden away under a thick sweater the new Tina had monstrous tits. They had been surgically enhanced, each one almost the size of her head and instead of the self-confident swagger Tina always had, she now shuffled up to Fangio, cowering under the shame of her inevitable fate.

"Blonde pigtails, baby blue eyes and the most adorable face you've ever seen," stooping to whisper into Tothshore's ear so only she could hear he added, "you won't believe to filthy things she gets up to," once Tina reached Fangio she immediately bent down onto her knees and opened her mouth,

"We've trained her well Tothshore, she knows not to touch us until commanded, we can keep her like this for hours on end and she'll just wait," with a mighty yell Fangio grabbed Tina by both her pigtails, picked her up by them and spat directly in her face,

"Thank you Master," was the only response as Tina calmly knelt back down.

Tothshore couldn't move, she had regained her breath from the punch and her brain was telling her to get up and run but her body wouldn't move. Somehow she knew it was all pointless, they would catch her and resistance would only make the final punishment worse. This group seemed to thrive on the thrill of beating submission into their victims, if she could submit now, before anything really happened to her, she might just get away lightly.

"Marcus, Lindsey it's your time to shine," Fangio beckoned two of his followers and they rose in unison and stood by his side. Without a moment of hesitation Lindsey dropped her skirt and underwear and started to unbutton her top. Meanwhile Marcus was unzipping the trousers on his expensive suit and revealing an already engorged cock. Tothshore started to back away, sure that they were going to start the abuse on her.

"Oh don't worry these are just two of my junior assistants, they won't be working on you," this statement brought a laugh from the group around the table. Meanwhile Lindsey had slowly backed onto the ornate oak table and was lying on it, her legs in the air. Without any encouragement Tina stood up and knelt over her exposed pussy. Tothshore couldn't believe her eyes. Tina was licking her lips; she was enjoying the anticipation of this. Was she actually aroused? As if to answer her question Marcus walked around behind her and started to rub her pussy,

"Soaking wet," he said with satisfaction lifting his hand so the group could see. Without further ado he grabbed her ponytails and thrust his dick into her. Tina moaned,

"Harder please, faster, fuck your little slut," In reply Lindsey slapped her hard across the face,

"You don't speak unless spoken to," before Tina had a chance to apologize Lindsey grabbed her by the back of the head and forced her head onto her pussy.

"Lick me you dirty fucking whore," Tothshore couldn't process this. Her friend was getting fucked from behind by a junior Mafia member while eating out another woman in front of the most feared man in the city and some of his most trusted aides. Tina meanwhile was groaning in pleasure. Marcus was still pulling on her ponytails and with Lindsey pushing her head down her hair seemed to be almost coming out from the roots. Tothshore saw the look on her face and it was euphoric. The only sounds in the room were the slapping of Marcus' thighs into Tina as he pumped her for all she was worth and the sound of Tina gamely trying to stimulate Lindsey through her groaning and moving. Other members from around the table got up and started to move towards Tina.

"This isn't really enough abuse for Tina," chortled one, "she prefers to really know who's boss," immediately upon reaching her he grabbed her left nipple and started to twist it. Tears sprang into Tina's eyes but as another man approached from her right she tilted her body to allow for easier access to her other nipple. Instead of reaching for the exposed breast he slapped her ass, hard enough that a red hand mark was clearly visible as he moved away. The group was getting excited now, everyone except Fangio and one other man were starting to circle Lindsey, Marcus and Tina. Tothshore could sense that something of a feeding frenzy was about to begin. Every few thrusts Marcus would pull hard on Tina's pigtails, forcing her head back. When this happened Lindsey would release the pressure on the back of Tina's head allowing it up at a right angle and slap her hard on one of her cheeks. As soon as she had done this Tina's head was pushed straight back down onto Lindsey's now obviously moist cunt.

Meanwhile the two other men were still doing their best to put Tina in her place. One continued to slap her ass, which was now red raw while he slid his fingers into Tina's tight asshole. Tothshore could see the look of discomfort on Marcus' face as the man's fingers applied pressure to the top of his cock while he fucked Lindsey, but this only brought a smile to the man's face. The final man moved around to the back of them all and lifted both Tina's legs into the air so she was now completely horizontal. A snort of laughter from Fangio seemed to suggest this was somewhat of a regular game for them. Lindsey ensured that neither of Tina's hands could rest on the table and therefore she was completely at the mercy of the group, held up only by her legs and pigtails. Marcus pulled her back onto his cock, Lindsey pulled her forward again onto her cunt and the two other men pushed and pulled her from side-to-side laughing as Tina tried to continue giving Lindsey head through all the movement.

Tina, somehow, was still managing to fuck Lindsey, she groaned as Tina's insistent tongue continued to work on her clit. Finally, Tothshore saw Lindsey's hips buck upwards towards Tina and with a scream she started to squirt all over Tina's face. Three gushes quickly covered Tina's sweet face, smearing her make-up and blending with the tears forced from the continual abuse to various parts of her body. Almost simultaneously Marcus roared his satisfaction shooting hot cum deep inside Tina, it must have been a huge load as before Marcus' cock had even stopped twitching the cum started to flow out of Tina's pussy and down her legs.

As Marcus pulled his dick out of Tina there was a moment of silence in the room. The men put Tina back on the floor and stood around, admiring the mess Lindsey had made on her face. Lindsey stood up and moved over to Fangio's side while Marcus took Tina's now free mouth and shoved it towards his dick. Tina started to lick and suck the last vestiges and cum out almost lovingly. She tenderly stroked his cock and kissed and licked up and down the shaft. All the while she stared into his eyes, silently thanking him for fucking her. Tothshore could see Lindsey had seductively and discreetly moved over to Fangio, with her hand now moving down to his groin. She too was staring up at the slightly taller man, a look of infatuation on her face. Tothshore inwardly groaned. There had been rumours spreading through most of the criminal families in the city that Fangio was sleeping with Lindsey.

It wasn't hugely surprising, Lindsey was in her mid-twenties', brunette with big natural tits and undeniably beatuiful. They were exposed now, Lindsey having massaged them while Tina was eating her out. While an older man fucking a younger woman wasn't too surprising the fact that Fangio was married to the daughter of the second most powerful man in city made the story a scandal. It was the best chance any of the families had had of removing Fangio from his seat of power in decades. After the events of this week Tothshore couldn't imagine another chance at altering the power structure at the top of the city. Tothshore had even sent Lindsey into a party to ascertain whether Lindsey and the Prime Minister were having an affair. Tina must have found out; all this trouble was caused over Fangio wanting to keep Lindsey a secret from the other families.

"It seems Marcus is getting quite attached to our resident whore," Fangio barked. He was staring menacingly at Marcus, who Tothshore was surprised to see was still with Tina. His hands were now cradling Tina's head as she lovingly sucked on his balls.

"I think he needs reminding of her slutty ways, and her purpose here tonight, three of my senior advisors still haven't had the chance to properly use young Tina," the group laughed as one, all apart from Marcus who shamefacedly pushed Tina away and returned to his seat, eyes downcast.

Fangio was looking at Marcus with more contempt than he had at Tina, while his three remaining aides started to move into position.

Two were already standing by Tina, the first, Horacio was the man who had twisted Tina's nipples and picked her up, he was from a long line of career politicians and was the only one aside from Fangio who looked completely at ease. He was in his mid-fifties but looked good for it with sandy blonde hair and blue eyes. As he took off his shirt Tothshore could see that his body was starting to sag a little but his cock stood straight to attention. Tina couldn't take her eyes off it. The other member, Mark, was in his early thirties and had delighted in spanking Tina and fingering her ass. He seemed excited, Tothshore sensed that being invited tonight was an unexpected treat and he was eager to impress. Mark dressed and looked like an accountant, conservative suit, spectacles and perhaps the single most unremarkable face Tothshore had ever seen. You could forget what he looked like even as you stared at him. Neither of these men were what drew Tothshore's attention. The only person who had remained seated through Tina's first fucking was the man she was most afraid of. Jackson looked and acted like a weasel. He was the head of security for Fangio and Tothshore suspected that it was he who had found and beaten Tina at the party. He was a decorated war hero who had seamlessly transitioned from a life on the front lines to the political scene. His war record had always made him seemingly immune to the contempt he deserved but Tothshore had heard some disturbing rumours about his sex life. As he stood up Tothshore noted for the first time that he was completely naked below the waist. His dick was fully flaccid despite having just watched Lindsey (a beautiful woman if Tothsore had ever seen one) and Tina getting eaten out and fucked respectively. Every other cock in the room was standing proud but Jackson's was completely limp. Despite this Tothshore could see that he had a monster cock. Even limp it must have been six inches long and several inches thick. When hard she guessed it would be up to maybe 12 or 13 inches.

"Jackson has different tastes from the rest of the room," Fangio said, noting that Tothshore had seen Jackson's limp and flaccid cock. "What do you know about him?". Tothshore only stared at him in silence. "Nothing? Really? I suppose the war hero bit made him a difficult target? Well Jackson is my favourite guest to one of these orgies... you see Jackson is gay." Jackson looked thunderstruck, he clearly had thought Fangio was going to revel that!

"He however has struggled to come to terms with this. In order to try and will himself straight he's slept with more women than most of his old battalion put together!" Fangio laughed at the sight of his most feared lieutenant squirm after this outburst, "he hasn't had the pleasure of using Tina yet, but between us I think he secretly hopes she will be the one to turn him onto women once and for all, let's see if Tina is up to the task,"

It was strange to see Jackson, a man who inspired outright terror in his enemies, meekly shuffling towards Tina, the lowest of the low. She was already back on her knees her mouth wide open, waiting for the signal to begin. When Jackson was just out of arms-reach of Tina Fangio called,

"Now!" and Tina sprang forward. Her hands grabbed one of Jackson's ass cheeks each as his whole cock disappeared down her throat in one swift movement. Almost before she had taken the last of his length Tina drew his cock back out, spat on it and started to rub his dick with both hands. His dick started to harden under her touch, mechanically reacting to the stimulation if nothing else. Tothshore could see that Tina was gently rubbing the underside of his bell-end with her thumb on each up stroke. This continued for several minutes with no noticeable growth in Jackson's dick before Horacio shoved him aside.

"My turn," this time Tina was faced with a dick so erect it seemed fit to burst. A thick glob of pre-cum had formed on the tip of his dick and Tina greedily licked this up in a clockwise motion before once again swallowing his cock whole. A moan of satisfaction from Horacio showed that this time Tina had hit the mark. She allowed just a fraction of Horacio's dick out of her mouth so her tongue had room to squeeze out and start to lick his balls. Horacio kept groaning, his breathing becoming shorter and sharper until with a grunt he pushed Tina away, bodily picked her up and threw her face down onto the table. He barely had time to jam his cock inside her before his knees buckled slightly and Tina received her second load inside her.

"Horacio never could last long," commented Fangio dryly,

"Who gives a fuck how long I last, I'm not trying to please or impress that bitch," Horacio moved back to his seat, smirking at Marcus,

"That is a hell of a cunt to unload in though, eh Marcus?" a grunt was the only reply he got.

Jackson meanwhile had moved around behind Tina. With Horacio and Marcus' cum still warm inside of her he was pumping away. Whether it was the cum now covering his cock or Tina's pussy really was magic his dick was growing fast and Tina was moaning loudly.

"Is this your favourite dick so far Tina?" asked Fangio,

"Yes Master," Fangio laughed almost maniacally. Tothshore could see what he found so funny. Tina was built to please. Whatever they had done to her made her crave sex and live to please her masters. In all this room the one person she enjoyed fucking more than any other was the gay guy who didn't enjoy fucking her. The absurdity and paradox of the whole thing was funny, if also mad.

"Finger her ass," commanded Jackson pointing to Mark. In response Mark hopped onto the table, slid himself under Tina and, reaching over her back, stuck three fingers inside her asshole. As he pushed further down Tothshore could see he started to make small rapid movements inside Tina and judging by the now fully erect dick inside Tina's pussy, Jackson was enjoying the sensation. Clearly he could feel the fingers pushing down onto his cock and it was driving him over the edge. Mark however was focusing on Tina's tits. He was letting Tina tit wank him, with only some spittle as lube. He closed his eyes,

"You know we have her take very good care of herself Tothshore," Fangio called, "the skin in-between her tit's is like velvet, I might enjoy fucking her tits more than her pussy you know," Tothshore didn't think there was any debate in Mark's mind. He preferred the tit treatment. He was bucking his hips trying to make heavier and heavier contact with Tina and Jackson had now grabbed his wrist to make sure he didn't neglect his duties in Tina's rear. After a particularly strong thrust Jackson's dick slipped out of Tina's pussy. Seeing this Mark pushed Tina aside and grabbed Jackson's dick to steer it back insider her. Jackson gasped and immediately started to cum. Five or six jets of hot cum sprayed over Tina's pussy and ass cheeks, dripping down onto the floor. Horacio and Fangio burst out laughing,