Posted by Vanessa on January 05, 2005 at 01:57:46:
Running Late
By Vanessa Feathertree
It would figure that the boss would keep me late tonight! It is the forth anniversary for the Brotherhood! I rush my work and get it done as quick as possible without costing the company a quarter of a million, then grab my coat and run for the garage. On top of being held over for work, my car decides it doesn't want to start! I get out, slam the door and lock it up. Giving my car a swift kick to the tire I run to the elevator and take it to ground floor. I am surprised that I am able to catch a cab at this hour! I lean into the car to talk to the cabby and find a gorgeous woman sitting behind the wheel! I give her a quick once over noticing she is wearing a thin white cotten tank top, which has become sweat-soaked and judging by the dark ovals near the centers of her large breasts she is not wearing a bra! The tank top is tied into a knot above her firm tummy showing a beautiful set of washboard abs above a pair of very short denim cut-offs (daisy dukes?)! There is a slight shimmer on her long, muscular legs and her tiny feet are tucked into a pair of very sexy five inch heeled white sandals. Looking at her id on the dashboard I notice her name is Lee Ann.
"Hi, Lee Ann! I am running late for a party and was hoping you could get me to dock 47 as quickly as possible?" I smile and give her the pleading puppy dog eyes. Her sexy lips curl into a smile and she winks. I jump into the back seat and before I can even get the door closed she peels away from the curb! I manage to get my seat belt on and catch her dark eyes watching me in the rear view mirror. I simply smile and brace myself as she takes a sharp turn down Jacobs Ave.
In a matter of minutes we are in the warehouse dock district. She takes it slow while we look for dock 47. At the same time we both notice a small group of cars parked in front of a tall warehouse. On its doors is painted a large, white 47. She finds a spot and parks.
"This may take awhile, but I was hoping you could wait here and give me a ride back to my car?" She gives me a quick nod and puts her cab into park. She turns off the meter and turns on her radio. I give her a smile and head to the warehouse.
I give the doorman the password and he lets me in. I am filled with disappointment as I get to the main group. I had already missed the fun! I get there just intime to see the axe drop on the neck of the last sacrifice. Her head hits the concrete floor with a thump and comes to a rest surrounded by its curly red locks. The body shoots upright from the waiste as blood spurts from the stump on her shoulders. Her arms reach for the stump, but don't get very far due to being bound at the elbows behind her back. All her muscles spasm, causing her firm breasts to bounce and her nylon-clad ass to twitch. I admire her choice in hosiery. A pair of black seamless crotch pantyhose with back seams from the toes all the way to the waisteband! Her body loses control as golden fluid sprays down her sexy legs and a brown lump presses against the tight nylon material. Then it falls over and convulses and kicks on the ground. I walk up to the wooden frame holding the other three sacrifices. The first one is a beautiful girl that looks Native American. Her body has a very athletic look to it. I can hear gasps and choking coming from her, then I notice they have her hanging by the neck. Her body is twitching and her long legs are spasming. I cup her bald pubic mound and feel its warmth and moisture through the nude seamless pantyhose she is wearing. I hear dripping and look down. I am standing just at the edge of a puddle of urine and still more drips from her beautiful toes.
The next sacrifice is hanging by her tiny ankles. The head is missing and a sizable pool of blood has built up under her. Droplets fall from the neck stump into a small pool between her bound hands, then run down the long, petite fingers to drip from the tips into the massive pool below. They must have just beheaded her just before I got here! The body is still twitching! I cup a firm, jiggling breast in my hand, then poke at the wet, pantyhose-clad pussy. Even the muscles in her pussy are still contracting! I reach up and feel her tiny, nylon-clad toes. They are tightly curled! I run my fingers down the foot and to the ankle. Then I proceed down her lovely legs, enjoying the silky feel of her pantyhose tightly wrapped around her still warm flesh.
The third sacrifice is hanging from her her wrists. I can hear gurlges and choking coming from her! Her firm breasts are slick with thick crimson. I stick my finger into the deep gash at her throat. I can feel bubbles coming from her windpipe! I run my hand from her neck to her blood-covered breasts. Very firm to the touch! Then I trace under her right breast to the top of her abs and follow the rigged line down the center of her tummy to her smooth, nylon-clad pussy. I then hear the trickle of her golden fluids and look down to see a solid stream from her toes to the puddle on the floor.
I walk over to where the chopping block is. The redhead's body is stil convulsing. On one side of the block lies her pretty head framed by those tight, red curls. On the other side is another beautiful face with dishoveled dark brown hair around it. The pouty lips are agap with a pink tongue slightly poking out. Her beautiful green eyes stare wildly. Blood streams from her open mouth to the pool around her head. A few feet away from the block is a pile of silky dresses and stiletto heeled sandals. These girls must have thought there would be money attending the party. I see the sacrifices' handbags. I dig through them and take the money (what little was there) and their ids. The Native American girl's name was Vanessa, the blond's was Jenny, the brunette's was Samantha, and the redhead's was Megan. All of them attended college here in New York and were probably just looking to get some money to pay for their tuition.
I have a few drinks and get the stories of how the Brotherhood got the four sacrifices and how they reacted when they found out why they were there. Then, disappointed I missed most of it, I grabbed my jacket and left.
I was at least happy to see the taxi still waiting for me! I climbed into the backseat and buckled up. I give a slite smile as I see her look at me in the mirror.
"Didn't get anyone to go home with, huh?" I shook my head and she pulled away from the warehouse. She drove down about six docks and pulled into another empty warehouse. Shifting into park, she climbed over the seat into the back with me!
"Let me make your trip worth it then, hon!" She unbuckled the seatbelt, then my own blet! Unbuttoned and unzipped, she pulls out my cock! I let out a moan as she wraps her thick lips around my member! I reach down and rip the crotch of her daisy dukes. I start to finger her and am pleased to find her wearing a pair of seamless pantyhose! I probe her soft pussy through the silky, tight material. The smell of her perfume fills the cab! I get her positioned with her head on the seat and her pantyhose-clad ass in the air. I slip my cock between her ass cheeks and start to hump her pantyhose. I can feel her pussy moisten as my cock rubs against it. I start to thrust quicker and harder. I can her her head bumping the door, but I don't care! I ride the wave of pleasure as her pantyhosed crotch becomes more and more slick from her own juices! I can hear complaining about her head and neck, but I just ignore it! I get even rougher, slamming her real hard now. With my final thrust I hear a lound snap and squirt my seed between her her silky ass cheeks!
I sit back and let my heart slow down. I look over and see her pantyhose-clad legs give a couple of twitches, her ass still up in the air. I figure she is having her orgasm and give her firm ass a slap. Her ass rocks a little, then stops, still in the air. I lean over and notice her head at an awkward angle from her shoulders, her eyes staring wide. I grab her hips and pull her onto my lap. Her head lulls loosely backwards onto my shoulder. I take a fist full of hair and shake my hand. Her head wobbles with the movement.
I toss her onto the seat next to me. I wipe off my cock on her nylon-clad ankle and pull my pants up. I get into the driver's seat and drive back to dock 47. Lucky for me my "brothers" are still there. I show them that I accidently made a fifth "sacrifice" and tell them how it happened. One of the "brothers" owns a scrap yard and said he'd take the car there and feed it to the shredder. With my mind at ease I have a few more drinks and enjoy the party. Later I am given a ride to my car and they help me to get it started.