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Rechecking the Accounts

Post#1 » Wed May 13, 2020 11:09 pm

I had finished a commission and I thought I would do a story to share with this community. A secretary is kidnapped and tortured by her boss who turns out to be a crime figure. The story has whipping, electro, gang rape, and snuff. Please let me know what you like and dislike about it.



Tina was heading towards her bathroom. She checked her phone as she neared the door. She had a text from Greg, her supervisor. It’s a work thing so I’ll deal with it tomorrow. I just want to get ready for bed.

Just as she entered the room, she heard something that caused her to turn around.

There was a man in a mask wearing black that she only saw for a second before he swung something at her head. The thing hit her, and she fell to the floor.

Tina started to wake up. As she did so she felt the throbbing in her head. What . . . happened?

Tina slowly opened her eyes and saw that she was somewhere dark. Not my house. Where am I?

Tina then noticed that there were several figures around her. One of them stepped towards her.

“You’re awake, good,” said the large man. “You’re going to answer a couple of questions.”

She recognized the man nearly immediately. “Mr. Punning.” She asked. “What’s going on? Why am I here!?”

“You’re here because you’re a lying thief,” Punning sneered.

“What,” asked Tina shocked. She got to her knees and then started to move into a sitting position. “I’ve never stole anything!!”

“Shut up,” said Punning. He went over to Tina and struck her in the mouth. She fell on to her back.

After a moment, Tina slowly got up. What is going on?

“Fifteen thousand is missing from the accounts,” said Punning. “We know you took it!”

“What . . . no, I didn’t,” said Tina. “I’m just a secretary!”

“You were authorized for those accounts,” said Punning.

“I wasn’t the only one,” said Tina. “There’s Jerry and . . . other people.”

Punning gestured and two men came up to Tina. They grabbed her causing her to cry out. One of the men grabbed her buttoned shit and ripped it open causing her to cry out louder. What are they doing, she wondered suddenly terrified.

“We’re going to find the money even if we have to strip everything off you,” said Punning.

The two men continued to rip off Tina’s business causal outfit. One man pulled off her black skirt as the other one grabbed her white bra. Once the skirt was off it was revealed that her panties were also plain and white. Her bra was ripped off and there was a tearing sound as her panties were pulled apart.

Soon Tina was naked. One of her high heels had come off as she was struggling.

The two men dragged Tina pass Punning and across the room. Tina was trying to get out of their grasp. She stumbled as she attempted stay upright in one shoe.

They stopped near the middle of the room. The men brought Tina’s hands in front of her and one of them took out some rope which they used to tie them.

Tina then noticed a hook hanging from a rope just above her head. The men quickly put her bound wrists onto the hook securing them.

The rope that the hook was attached to was then drawn up towards the ceiling. Tina was pulled off the floor. As she went up her other shoe fell off. Soon she was half a foot off the floor. She could already feel pressure on her arms. She shook in fright and some of her blond hair got into her eyes. She shook it off and her heart raced as she saw Punning coming up to her.

“What are you going to do to me,” Tina asked.

Punning held up a belt he was holding. “You’ll see,” he answered.

Punning swung the belt at her, and it struck her butt. Tina screamed. She shook and waved her legs.

“Where’s the money,” demanded Punning.

“I don’t know,” Tina cried.

Punning swung the belt again. It struck her butt again which caused her to shake. She spun around in the air.

“Where did you hide it,” shouted Punning.

“I didn’t take it,” Tina cried.

Punning swung the belt again and it stuck her breasts. Tina shrieked and swung around.

Punning struck her with the belt several more times. Each time she cried out.

Punning stopped and looked at the woman. She was breathing heavily, and she was already sweating.

“Tell me where the money is,” Punning said.

“I don’t know,” said Tina. “I didn’t steal it. Please!”

Punning swung the belt again. It struck Tina between her legs. Her scream was different than before, louder and more primal. Punning struck her on the breasts and her cry was hoarse. He rapidly struck her a couple more times in anger.

Punning stopped. He looked at Tina. Her head was slumped forward, and she did nothing but swayed slightly.

“Check on her,” ordered Punning.

The rope that Tine was hanging from was lowered and one of the men lifted her face to look at her. “She’s knocked out boss,” said the man.

Worthless . . ., thought Punning. Can’t even take a hit. “Get her down. We’ll try something else.”



Tina started to wake up. She slowly stirred and felt aches all throughout her body. Tina opened her eyes and realized that she was lying on her back. She quickly remembered what happened and tried to sit up but was stopped. She realized that her wrists and ankles were tied down. She then realized that she was lying on a table.

“You’re awake,” said Punning. “Good. We can start soon.”

“Please, Mr. Punning, I didn’t take the money,” said Tina. “Please, you know, I will pay you back anyways. Fifteen thousand. I can get you that. Just give me a few weeks. I can clear out my 401K.”

“You thought I was just some business guy that you can rob and run away,” said Punning coming up to her. “Your boss who runs a home remodeling business.”

Punning came up to where her head was. He put the barrel of a gun down by her face. Tina tensed up as Punning looked down at her.

“What you didn’t know was that the money that was coming in was from drugs, guns, and smuggling stolen stuff,” said Punning. “You’re in deep shit now!”

Tina shook her head. What? This isn’t real!

Punning looked over at a man coming up to them. The man was balding. He put down a car battery on the floor.

“Ready to tell me where the money is,” asked Punning.

“I don’t know where the money is, I swear,” said Tina. Her heart raced as she saw that there were a pair of jumper cables attached to the battery. The cables went up to two clips that the man was holding in gloved hands.

“I guess then we need to recheck the accounts,” said Punning. The balding man clicked the clips together sending out sparks.

“No,” cried Tina.

The man leaned over her. “No, p . . .,” cried Tina. The clips hooked into Tina’s flesh and she let a vicious scream. “Ahhh!”

Her body jerked and spasmed against the ropes. She cried out as her head flew back and her eyes shut.

The man drew back the clips. “Where is the money,” demanded Punning.

“I don’t know,” cried Tina with tears running down her cheeks. “I swear!”

Punning looked at the man who shoved the clips onto Tina.

“Ahhh!” She thrashed around but the ropes held her. She swung around left to right.

After a minute, the man redrew the clips. “Tell me where the money is,” ordered Punning.

“No, wait,” cried Tina. “Please!”

The man shoved the chips into her chest. “Ahh!”

She shook fiercely. She kicked out several times. The ropes dug into her skin.

The man redrew the clips and Punning watched as Tina breathed rapidly. “Where is it,” Punning asked.

Tina tried hard to speak. “Please, I don’t have . . .,”

“Go for the boobs,” ordered Punning. The balding man reached over with the clips.

“No,” cried Tina. “OK, I did it! I stole it! I’m sorry!”

“Where is it,” asked Punning.

Tina looked at him. “I . . . have it in an offshore bank account.”

“What is the account number,” asked Punning.

“I . . .,” began Tina showing a look of uncertainly on her face.

“Now,” ordered Punning.

The balding man shoved the clips into Tina’s breasts. Tina let out an inhuman scream. Her feet shook as her body spasmed.

After a minute, the man pulled the clips away. “What is the account number and what bank is it in,” demanded Punning.

Tina did not respond. She just laid there breathing rapidly.

Punning turned to the other man. “Do it again,” he ordered.

“No, wait,” said Tina. Tears were running down her face in larger amounts and she had to keep herself from crying. “It was . . . First Bank of the Caymans.”

“There is no First Bank,” said Punning. “I’ve done a lot of banking on that island.” He turned to the man with the clips. “Again.”

Tina tried to scream no but it became an unintelligent cry. The clips bite her skin and she let out a high pitched and haggard shriek. She thrashed around with as much energy as she could, and the man push the clips into her to keep them from coming off.

The balding man waited another minute then drew back the clips. “Where is it,” demanded Punning.

Tina did not answer. Her eyes were closed.

“Is she dead,” asked Punning.

The man with the clips leaned over Tina. “No, she just passed out.”

I swear this woman is a wimp, thought Punning. “Move her and get her ready. Tell the boys it’s time for fun.”

Punning turned and walked away as the other man began to untied Tina.



Tina started to wake up. Her whole body felt swore. It took her a moment to remember what happened. As she did, she woke up in fright. Tina looked around in fear.

Tina was in a dark room. She realized that she was lying on her stomach on an old mattress. Where am I? Is it over!?

“Hey, she is awake,” said a man behind her. “Let’s get it going!”

“Yeah,” said another man in excitement.

Tina looked behind her. She saw a man coming towards her. He was naked.

Tina cried out. No. No. She tried to get to her feet to run away but she was so sore that she could not stand. She started to crawl.

“Oh no no,” said the man she saw. He grabbed her leg and pulled her towards him. “The boss said that we can have a party and you’re the entertainment.”

The man spun Tina around and got on top of her. She saw a second naked man coming next to them and there was a third one to.

“Wait,” cried Tina. “I’ll confess! Tell Punning I’ll tell him where I hid the money! Tell him! Please! I’ll tell him!!!”

“Don’t really care about that,” said the man on her. He pulled her legs apart and forced his penis into her.

Tina cried out and struck at the man, but he grabbed one of her arms and forced it down. The second man grabbed her other arm. They held her down as the man began to thrust into her.

No, thought Tina. This isn’t happening! None of this is happening! I told him what he wanted to hear! What can I do to make it stop!?

The man thrust powerfully into Tina. Oh yeah, this one’s nice to look at, thought the man. Oh yeah this is great!

The man pushed roughly into her. He grabbed her breast hard causing her to cry out. He then grabbed one of her legs and held it as he continued to thrust. After almost a minute he sped up. He clenched his muscles as he felt his climax coming.

Tina cried out and struggled as she realized what was happening. The men held on and kept her pinned to the floor. She cried out repeatedly. “No! No! If you do this, then I won’t tell where . . .”

The man cried out suddenly as he came. Tina felt his semen shoot into her. She stopped struggling and an expression of shock came over her.

The man soon pulled out of her. I’ve been raped, thought Tina numbly.

The second man grabbed her head and pulled it towards him. In a second Tina realized what he was doing as his penis came towards her face.

“No,” Tina just managed to cry before the second man forced it into her mouth.

“Bite and you’ll pay for it,” said the man as he began to work her head over his manhood. “Believe me.”

The man forced her head back and forth over his penis. I have never done this before, thought Tina almost as she was watching the whole thing happen.

Several minutes later, the man clenched his jaw as he felt himself begin to climax. He was rougher with Tina, pulling at her hair. He then stopped and held her on to his penis.

The man came. Tina coughed as she felt the semen entered her mouth. After a moment she began to sallow it.

The man waited for a minute then redrew himself from Tina. He backed away and leaned against a wall.
Tina looked up and saw the third man and two more by him. No, thought Tina. She wanted to cry out, but she was so tired.

The men came over to her as she tensed her body in dread.



The three seemed to move as one. One man was beneath Tina. He rubbed her breasts as he thrust into her.
Another man was behind her with his manhood in her butt. Like oral sex this was her first time with anal. The pain was bad and didn’t stop. She wanted to scream but the rod of the last man was in her mouth. It was a little larger than the others and he thrust it in and out of her.

The trio roughly used her as the first two leaned against a wall and watched.

Tears ran down Tina’s face. She wanted to beg them to stop but she did not have any energy. She could only take their assaults and pray that they would end soon.

The man behind her gripped her butt cheeks, digging his nails in. Tina could only cry out weakly. So tight, he thought. He felt the orgasm coming. He started to increase his thrusting but stopped and waited for the wave of pleasure to come.

The man cried out as he pumped into Tina’s backside. He gripped her hips and thrust into her a few times. He came and nearly fell forward.

The man beneath her grabbed her arms and sped up his thrusting. Tina closed her eyes as she steeled herself for what she realized was coming.

The man shut his eyes and gripped Tina’s arms tightly. He made a soft grunt as he started to climax. He thrust repeatedly up into her. He shot the last of his semen into her then he groaned again. He laid there as if he was sleeping.

“I was the last to go,” said the man who was shoving his manhood in and out of Tina’s mouth. He then cried out as he shut his eyes and climaxed.

After a few seconds, the man stopped and looked down at Tina. She was limp in his hands. He pulled her off his manhood and looked at her. “The chick’s unconscious,” he said.

“The boss was right, she is a lightweight,” said one of the other men.

“Maybe we were too much for her,” said another man. They began to leave. The man that was holding Tina let her drop to the floor. She laid there as they left the room, unconscious and violated in every sense of the word.



Tina felt a slap in her face. “Wake up,” said Punning. “I want to get started.”

Tina woke up. Her eyes were blinded by the light. After a moment she realized that she was outside.
Her eyes started to adjust. “Take it in,” said Punning. “This is what happens when you steal from me.”

Tina looked around. She was on the pier. She saw old warehouses with boarded up windows a few feet away.

Tina turned to Punning. Several men were by him and a van was parked nearby.

She realized that Punning was holding her up. She tried to run but could not move. She looked down and saw that her feet were incased in cement. Oh my god!

“I thought it was a nice way to do the deed,” said Punning. “You know, old school.”

Tina was a short distance from the edge of the pier. “Help,” cried Tina. “Somebody help me!”

“That won’t help,” said Punning. “This area has been abandoned for years.” He put his hands on her back and gave a mighty shove.

The naked, terrorized woman fell over the edge of the pier and landed in the water.

Punning wiped his hands and turned to his employees. “Let’s go.”



Tina thrashed about as the cement pulled her down. She soon landed on the ocean floor with a thud.

Tina tried to pull her feet out, but they were stuck. She waved her arms around frantically. She wanted to cry out but remembered that she was underwater.

For several minutes Tina frantically tried to get out of the cement. She briefly reached down and struck the hard material encasing her feet. She pulled at one of her ankles.

Tina’s hair waved about as she shook her body trying to free herself. There was then a burning in her chest which caused her terror to increase. She clawed at the water.

Tina tried several times to shoot towards the surface. She could not get the block at her feet to lift off the ocean floor. The burning in her chest grew.

This can’t be happening! I don’t want to die!!! I didn’t even take the money! It’s not fair! It’s not fair! There are so many things that I have to do! Please, I don’t want to die! Please!

Tina thrashed around wildly. She reached out to grab the water. She pulled on her legs. Bubbles escaped from her mouth as she fought to keep from breathing.

She reached for the surface desperately. She tried to move upward repeatedly as she panicked. The burning in her lungs was intense. She grabbed her throat and tried to not to breath.

A minute passed then a second one. She could not stop herself and she let out her breath. She tried to shut her mouth after that, but her body demanded that she breathed in.

Tina coughed as water rushed down her airways. She thrashed about wildly as her mind was overcome with instinct.

Tina’s movements continued for a few moments then got slower. They became slower and slower until they stopped. A couple of bubbles escaped her nose and mouth as her arms floated upward. She swayed slightly from the current. Tina was dead.



Punning arrived in front of his mansion. He got out of the van with his men as a few more approached them.

Two men were pulling another of his employees from the company towards them. The man had his hands bound behind his back.

“What are you doing with Doug,” asked Punning.

“It was him,” answered one of the men holding Doug. “He was the guy who took the money.”

“Oh really,” said Punning. He took out a pistol from his jacket and shot Doug in the head.

Doug fell to the ground dead, his blood splattered over the walkway.

“Clean the mess us,” ordered Punning. He walked off as some of the men looked at the body.

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Re: Rechecking the Accounts

Post#2 » Thu May 14, 2020 6:14 pm

I loved your story. I'm certainly no literary critic, but I thought it was fairly well written. My only 'criticism' would be a little too much rape (for the length of the story), and not enough or serious enough torture. But that's just my personal taste. Overall very good, IMO. And thanks for posting it.
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