Saturday, March 19, 2011

Lucia

Background: Lucia, a new spy hired by a powerful weapons organization, has been sent on a reconnaisance mission to find out what goes on inside an obscure factory owned by their main rival and competitor. Sneaking into a ventilation shaft one night, she was oblivious to the microscopic video cameras tracking her every movement. By releasing smoke into the shaft, the guards quickly forced her out and captured her, bringing her to their leader Zaham for questioning.

1
Zaham: Well well, looks like we found a rat in the airshaft.
Elena: Look sir, I'm not going to hide anything from you. My name is Elena and I was hired by Interpol to find out what you have been doing in this place. All you have to do is let me call them and they will compensate you handsomely in return for me. Please, unbind me.
Zaham: Ah, Elena. That is a lovely name. But I am afraid I cannot let you go just yet, Elena. Now let us see what is behind that mask.


2
Elena: No, wait...
Zaham: Quite a lovely young face. How old are you, Elena?
Elena: I...I'm 24. This is my first year with Interpol. Please, you have to let me go...
Zaham: So your Interpol is so desperate now that it has to hire young women to do their dirty work. Did you just get out of college?
Elena: Yes...please, sir, you have to let me go. I mean no harm, they just sent me here...I just got engaged a month ago.
Zaham: Calm down, Elena, it is going to be alright. Do not be scared, I am not going to kill you.
Elena: Then let...me...go. They're probably already looking for me. Please, I'm sure they'll give you lots of money.
Zaham: Not so fast, Elena. They are consequences to everything. People deserve some punishment for wrongdoings, you are old enough to understand, right?


3
Elena: No, please! I swear I won't tell anybody. Please don't hurt me...
Zaham: I am sorry Elena, but rules are rules. I think the drug is about to take effect right about now. When you wake up, do not be alarmed. It will be over before you know it.
Elena: No! I'm begging you, plea--


4
Zaham: Guards.
(Guards): Yes sir!


5
(A few hours later)
Zaham: Ah, so you have finally woken up.
Elena: ...Uhnn...where...where am I?
Zaham: Begin.
(Guards): Yes sir!
Zaham: This is a pleasure/pain device. It is used to break the will to resist intercourse. Enjoy.




6-8
(Elena's screams fill the room as she is being sexually tortured. Eventually she loses conscience again.)


9
Zaham: Elena.
Elena: Mmm...huh?
Zaham: I am sorry Elena, this is my way of punishing our enemies. I let them know who is the king.
Elena: Ahh! No! Don't...please don't...


10
Elena: Uhnn!
Zaham: Whenever you have sex with your future husband, you will remember me Elena.


11
Zaham: I have fucked many women in my life Elena, but you have a very tight vessel.
Elena: Ahhh!


12
Zaham: Worship my cock, Elena. Show me that you have learned your lesson.
Elena: Mmmph...


13
Zaham: Take it Elena, take it.
Elena: Ahhh! Please, no more!


14
(Few hours later)
Zaham: It has been a full day, Elena. Why has Interpol not tried to find you yet?
Elena: ...
Zaham: You had better hope they come looking for you, Elena.



15
(Hours later)
Zaham: So "Elena", or should I say, Lucia. 
(Cocks pistol)
Lucia: Mmmph!
Zaham: Your little story seemed to have backfired. Did you really think you could fool us forever?
Lucia: Mmmph!
Zaham: Lucia Mariano. How much did they pay you? Was it worth it? Well, guess it was not worth it in the end, huh?
Lucia: MMMPH!
Zaham: Ungag her. I want to hear her beg pitifully for her life.


16
Lucia: Please! Please don't kill me! I lied about Interpol...and I'm sorry. But I didn't lie about my fiance, please I have a brother and sister, and I'm only 24. I don't know any fighting skills, I'm not a real spy...I just needed some extra money and they told me it was going to be easy, just taking pictures and stuff. I don't know anything! Please...oh my God...don't kill me!
Zaham: That was pathetic. I have heard many people beg for their life, Lucia. And yours was one of the worst. Close your eyes, Lucia. I am going to count to 10.



17
Lucia: NO! Oh God no! I...
Zaham: One.
Lucia: I'll do anything...
Zaham: Two.
Lucia: I'll be your slave, master! I...
Zaham: Three.
Lucia: I want to suck your cock...I want to suck it dry.
Zaham: Four.
Lucia: No, please! I'm begging you!
(Guard): Sir, there is someone who urgently wants to talk to you. He says it's about the spy.
Zaham: *Sigh*. (Picks up cell phone) Hello. Yes...I see. How much? No, that is not enough. Fifty grand minimum. Okay, bye.
Lucia: ...Please, master...
Zaham: You are in luck. A client is willing to pay to spend some time with you.
Lucia: What? Oh thank you! Thank you!
Zaham: Guards, get her ready.
(Guards): Yes sir!


18
(An hour later)
Bill: Why hello there pretty! I'm gonna have some good times with you!
Lucia: No! Oh God...


19
Bill: I paid good money for you, now be a good girl and squeeze that pussy for me!
Lucia: Ahh!


20
Bill: Hahaha! This is amazing, feel my balls slap against your ass!
Lucia: Oh God no more...


21
Lucia: No! Not in there!
Bill: Shut up bitch, I own you!
Lucia: AHH!


22
Bill: Suck my balls slut, and be good about it. I might let you live a bit longer if you can get my rocks off again.
Lucia: Mmmph...


23
Bill: End of the line, Miss. The boss is coming to whack you.
Lucia: No, please! Don't let him kill me! Take me in, as your slave!
Bill: That's going to cost a lot more money, girl. And I think I've gotten all I wanted out of you.
Lucia: No! Wait!


24
Lucia: I can do better! I...I used to be a gymnast so I'm really flexible. Please, take me in!
Bill: Well...alright. I'll give you a test. If you can orally prove to me you're worth my time and money, I'll buy you out.
Lucia: Oh thank you sir! Thank you!
Bill: Now show me what you can do with your mouth. You got ten minutes.


25
Lucia: Mmmph...
Bill: Is that the best you can do? You think I've never had a blowjob before?


26
Lucia: Gggrhh!
Bill: Oh yeah, that's more like it. Suck it with your throat. Ohhh...OHHH...


Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Soccer (Football)

I was always under the impression that soccer is more *foot*ball than football is football, since in soccer the majority of the team are prohibited from using their hands, and in American football the majority of the team is  allowed, even encouraged to use their hands. So it should actually be called handball, while soccer is called football, except handball is another sport altogether...anyway. This is a rather short project that I did, I kind of like it though since athletic girls are my type. Let me know if you guys want to extent the series.

Background: Tara, the college team's top female soccer star, is in the locker room preparing for her final game of the season. The Cheetahs are on a tear, having gone undefeated through the regular season on their way to the championship game. Ambitious and enthusiastic, Tara was the leading scorer and recognized voice of the team.  She wanted nothing more than to show off her skills to the world, and being her final season, she was more than ready for the big stage. In comes Coach Mark, the head coach of the team and longtime friend and mentor to Tara.

1
Tara: What's up coach? We ready to roll?
Mark: Tara, this is your big moment. Are you ready?
Tara: Yeah, I'm down boss. You know you can count on me. Go Cheetahs!


2
Tara: Coach, shouldn't you get dressed? Kickoff's in fifteen minutes.
Mark: Tara...I've known you ever since you enrolled here. I've watched you grow and mature in a fine young woman. But I need to know if I can trust you.
Tara: ...What do you mean? I've been your favorite player for years now. You know you can trust me.
Mark: Yes. But I need you to perform a simple act to show me that trust one last time.
Tara: Sure, what is it?


3
Mark: I need you to give me a blowjob.
Tara: What?!
Mark: On your knees.
Tara: What...? Are you...this is crazy! Are you drunk?
Mark: No, I mean it. And if you resist, I'm afraid I'm going to have to remove you from the game.
Tara: What? No! You can't do this to me...I'm going to call the police!


4
Mark: Sure, you can go to the cops. Tell your family, tell your friends, hell, tell the world what I said. But you won't be able to prove it. And you'll
miss the biggest opportunity of your life for nothing.
Tara: Wha...why are you doing this to me? I'm the team leader, you can't replace me!
Mark: Oh please, you think I give a damn about who wins this game? I've had the hots for you for four years, Tara. For four years I've had to live a lie, pretend that you're just a friend, just another player. Tara...I have a family, too. I don't want to take away your virginity, although I'm sure you've probably already given it away. You're leaving after this game Tara...and I just want a simple favor.


5
Tara: This is sick, get away from me!
Mark: You really want to assault me, Tara? Assault your head coach moments before the championship game? Think about what you have to lose, think about what you have to give up.
Tara: ...
Mark: You know I'm right, Tara. I'm not a bad person, just a normal red blooded man. Give up, Tara, it will be over before you know it.


6
Tara: ...
Mark: Go ahead and take off your socks and shoes. The quicker you do this, the quicker we can move on.
Tara: You're a sick fuck.


7
Mark: Good. Now...get on your knees. 
Tara: This is so wrong...
Mark: Just close your eyes and it will be okay. Just imagine I'm your boyfriend.
Tara: ...I don't have a boyfriend. Just get it over with.


8
Mark: Close your eyes and open your mouth. There, now think of pleasant moments, think of the beach.
Tara: ...


9
Mark: Suck it, Tara, love my manhood. You see Tara, it's all about trust. You need to show me that I can trust you.


10
Mark: Ohh yeah...swallow it, Tara. Swallow all of my seed, show your undying trust for your coach.
Tara: Mmmph!
Mark: Good girl...good girl...


11
Mark: Good job, Tara. You were more amazing than I had imagined. Now just forget this ever happened and move on.
Tara: ...*sniff*


12
Mark: Stop crying. Clean yourself up and get dressed. You have two minutes.
Tara: *sob*