Having his way (Part 1 of 3)

Will a powerful man have his way or will an angry woman have her way?

Having his way (Part 1 of 3)
Will a powerful man have his way or will an angry woman have her way?
By TNT

Notice: this story includes rape; all participants are over 18 years old.

Background:

Mark Robert Heston (Rob) and I were high school classmates and we were on the same athletics team. We were both long distance runners and cross-country bike racers.

We both went to the same community college and then to the same university, lived together, and earned Bachelor of Science degrees. Rob is a Civil Engineer; I am a Psychology Analyst.
And along the way we got married. My maiden name was Laura Leigh Samuels and now I am Mrs. Robert Heston. Although we are broke, Rob and I have a great marriage. It is centered on the joy of our loving sex life.

Rob works for a construction company designing massive steel trusses and other components for bridges, cranes, and derricks. That’s his day job, but he has formed a new R&D company to develop equipment for manufacturing carbon graphene, fiber, conductors and wiring to replace copper. His fledging company called “Rainbow Company” is owned by Rob, but James, a Black technician, Willa, a Japanese technician, and Susa, a Mexican technician each have some Rainbow stock too. All three technicians are undergrads in college, own stock in Rainbow, and are very talented and motivated.

Rob has some patents granted and many more pending on graphene and carbon fiber conductors that can carry far more electricity and operate efficiently through a greater range of temperature, stress, and fatigue endurance than copper. However, their business has no income and every effort to raise investment capital has been futile because they have NTR (No Track Record), or is NIH (Not Invented Here), or TLTM it will require Too Long and Too Much money to develop code specifications that allow carbon to replace copper and aluminum wiring.

I work for a small subsidiary of Marrmann, Inc a $150 Billion conglomerate.. Our company creates advertising and does test marketing. At least twice a week I ride my bicycle 3.3 miles to work and the rest of the time I work from home. My team has been working on a plan to test market new recreational products featuring a bicycle designed for two riders.

Developments:

This morning, I am riding my bicycle and have my saddle bags loaded with my last version of posters for our sales presentation and the clothes I will wear to be the main presenter to a car dealership investment group. In my rearview mirrors, I noticed a Mercedes Benz that has stayed behind me although several cars have accelerated around the Mercedes Benz and me.

I turned into the parking lot and locked my bicycle and started to pick up the saddle bags when the driver of the Mercedes Benz walked up, and said, “I am Dewhite Marrman, please let me carry these for you.”
Inside the building I responded, “I am Laura Heston and thank you Mr. Marrmann” as I took my saddle bags from him. Mr. Marrmann replied, “You are welcome and I am looking forward to your presentation this morning.”

At the presentation, after everyone was introduced, our team presented a plan to advertise and test market a new secret development of a bicycle designed for two riders. I made the main presentation of the duration and achievement milestones along with the budget requirements. Then I fielded questions about dealerships and test marketing locations.

The presentation started at 10 AM and lasted until 11:30 AM when my boss took checks from all the car dealership investors and invited them to lunch. However, Mr. Marrmann took my arm and said, “Laura, you made an excellent presentation and I was surprised that you seemed so familiar with a new bicycle for two riders that you have never seen or ridden, how did you do that?”

I replied, “Well I was selling an advertising, actually co-advertising, and test marketing plan not bicycles. That comes later after test marketing and manufacturing requirements are determined subject to sales projections.”

Lunch at Big Boss’s club:

Mr. Marrmann asked, will you please come to lunch with me so we can discuss what features you believe would be needed for upscale marketing a $60,000 to $100,000 bicycle? “Dale Bottoms, the product innovator will be having lunch with me and I would like to have you join us.”

Mr. Marrmann drove us to an expensive club and we were seated in a private room. Mr. Marrmann ordered appetizers and a fine wine. Soon Mr. Bottoms joined us and Mr. Marrmann introduced him to me and continued, “Dale you should have been there, she convinced Mercedes Benz, Alfa Romero, Cadillac, Rolls Royce and other high-end car dealerships to pay millions upfront for co-advertising and test marketing.”

Product features were discussed including Mr. Bottoms emphasizing, “First my two-peddler bike is a physical fitness machine that improves and keeps track of each rider’s health; Second it carries two riders with less air drag and road resistance than a single rider on a bicycle; Third it can have many options that motivate lovers and wannabe lovers to buy this product and improve their health. Why not add a $60,000 bicycle to your garage for 3 or 4 cars worth $800,000? I guarantee the $60,000 bicycle will do more for improving your health and sex life than any of the cars.”

As Mr. Marrmann drove me back to the office he gave me his card and said, “Please give me your contact information and I would like to invite you and your husband to come to lunch this Saturday to learn more about Dale Bottoms’ innovations.” I replied, “I will ask my husband, I think we would like to come.”
Mr. Marrmann said, “Good text me your home address. I will pick you up about 11:30 AM and we will have lunch and then go to Dale Bottoms’ new product development shop.”

At 7:30 AM on Saturday, Rob’s team was in our kitchen making breakfast and giving their show-and-tell reports on Rainbow developments. Rob saw Laura looking at the clock as she said, “before y’all leave, please shorten our last pitch and I will try to help you give it to the right investors to get us funded - big time.”

Rob chortled, “Right, for $280 million I can buy Structurals, Inc and add carbon components that are stronger than steel and lighter than aluminum. Structurals has offices and job shops here and in New York, Chicago, L.A. and Houston. We could make Structurals much more profitable and revolutionize building materials science.”

At 11:30 AM the doorbell rang and Rob said, “I am sorry Laura, I won’t be able to go with you.” I replied, “Okay, at least open the door for Mr. Marrmann and let him know about your Rainbow carbon structural products and carbon wire business.”

Rob introduced the Rainbow team as he told Mr. Marrmann about his carbon structures and conductor developments. Mr. Marrmann was obviously impressed and told Rob that he was interested in reviewing his patents and Rainbow’s business plan. As we left Rob said, “Laura, text me the address and let me know what time you want me to pick you up.”

Mr. Marrmann replied, “No need, Rob, I will bring your beautiful Laura home by 4 or 5.”

At lunch Mr. Marrmann ordered a fine wine and after he tasted it, he said, “Laura, please call me Dewhite.” I ordered a salmon salad and Dewhite had lamb. We chatted and then Dewhite flattered me, “Laura you absolutely captured the car dealers with your presentation, they gladly wrote checks for their dealership licenses to sell Dale Bottom’s Double-Rider bicycles. Now please start storyboarding to make videos that sell Dale’s bicycles.”

Dewhite continued, “Today you will meet Glenna Gormley. For 4 years, Glenna has helped Dale Bottoms develop his Double Rider bikes and optional products. And she is angry because she thought she would be making the sales videos for the dealerships. And Dale lived with Glenna while Dale and his wife were separated.”

I replied, “Maybe after today’s test ride I will have some more suggestions. But I’m thinking about the theme of Deliver Clean Air and be Healthy, Sexy, and Wise.”

We drove to Mr. Bottoms’ Double Rider subsidiary of Marrmann, Inc. Mr. Bottoms greeted us and said, “Welcome Laura and please call me Dale.” We toured past bicycles at various stages of assembly, and past electronics, electromechanical and electrohydraulic test cells.

The NDA

Dewhite asked, “Laura would you like to be our test driver for a 3-mile jaunt today? Please say yes and sign our nondisclosure agreement to keep our secrets.”

I was introduced to Glenna Gormley, a very attractive young woman who said; “Please sign the NDA and I will help get you suited up for your test drive.” Glenna gave me a folder with several illustrations, pictures of two-rider bicycles, a large picture of her in front of Dale on a Double Rider Bicycle, printed information, and a document titled Non-Disclosure Agreement (NDA).

I briefly reviewed the NDA, printed my name and added in fine print: “Conditionally signed subject to revisions and additions by my attorney.” On the line below I signed and dated my signature. Glenna didn’t seem bothered about my addition and she printed her name and signed as “Witness” scanned it and emailed a copy to me and then folded a copy that she put in a long envelope for me.

Then she asked me to try on the helmet and brazier that I would wear along with their shorts, shirt, and shoes. Glenna tried to test the brazier and then brought me another brazier. I tried it on, she tested it, and said, “Okay, it will work.”

Glenna explained that there were two types of quick-change seats that could be installed on the stylized seat consoles. One design was for women and the other was for men. Two women can ride, or two men, or a man and a woman, and the woman could be in the rear seat or the front as I would be today.

Glenna noticed my hesitation and explained, “All our test drivers wear the instrumented helmet, chest monitors and special bike shorts without any panties, but the shoes are up to you. Also, it is very important that you drink a Gatorade to assure that you are hydrated, what flavor do you prefer?” I replied, “lemon-lime will be okay.”

I opened and started drinking the Gatorade that Glenna brought me. Glenna had me sit on a padded table as she plugged in the helmet and chest monitor instrumentation and said, “Good your bra and helmet instruments will monitor your temperature, pulse, breath, and skin moisture. If you both pull down the clear face shields, you can talk normally with the rider behind you through your helmet’s microphones and ear buds.”

I asked, “Glenna are you going to be the test rider behind me?” Glenna replied, “No Mr. Marrmann will be riding behind with you. Mr. Bottoms will be your pace setter riding another bike in front of you. Be sure to keep about 2 car lengths of separation as you follow Mr. Bottoms, so windage and slip won’t be factors.”

Years ago, Rob and I had experimented with nearly all the imaginable sex positions and most of the techniques shown on porn sites. And we tried role playing. One time, my role was to be an unsuspecting naïve girl and Rob’s role was to secretly drug me with ketamine so he could have his way with me. It was amazing how my resistance and shy manners disappeared. I gave Rob his way with my nipples, mouth, pussy, and anus. However, the ketamine made me sick and I vomited repeatedly.

The next day Rob and I discussed what happened and agreed that our natural sex was better with plenty of foreplay; and without ketamine, alcohol or any other drug.

Today, my body started reminding me of the ketamine experience that I had with Rob several years ago. I tried to figure out if it was in the wine at lunch or the Gatorade? I began to wonder if Glenna, Dale, or Dewhite or two or all three planned to have their way with me today.

It angered me and I began to plan a way to take advantage of the situation. It’s time for this girl to have her way with these depraved people.

Glenna helped get my helmet and breast monitor bra plugged into the bicycle seat post and then did the same for Dewhite. Dewhite looked at Dale and said, “Dale, are you ready to be our pace setter, and Laura are you ready to be our driver? Okay, with 2 yeses, let’s go!”

My three-mile test:

I was careful to stay about 2 car lengths behind Dale as we alternately peddled at relatively slow and fast speeds. I became more convinced that I had been drugged with ketamine or something similar. I tried to figure out if my bra was stimulating my breasts and nipples or if I was hallucinating.

Then I felt heat between my thighs as my shape-shifting bicycle seat elevated a portion in the middle about the size of a banana. And then it bent towards my navel until the bent portion vibrated against my vulva lips and clit. It reminded me of how Rob would use his tongue, fingers or cock to tease me. I urgently wanted to go home and make love to Rob.

Dewhite was talking so I pulled the face visor shut and he said, “Laura do you like surprises?” I controlled my excited breathing enough to say, “Some surprises are good and some are not so good.”

Dewhite chuckled and said, “Laura you are obviously responding remarkably well to your surprise breast and nipple stimulation. Let me know if you like the pressure, speed and amplitude of the crotch vibrator. I can see you are leaning forward to get more of what the vulva vibrator is giving you. I can make the pressure, speed and amplitude higher or lower.”

AI-adapted stimulation:

“Dewhite, I guessed it was an AI adapted breast and crotch stimulation program responding to my temperature, pulse, breath rate, and moisture sensors.” Dewhite responded, “Yes it is, but I can override the AI program if you tell me what you want more or less of something, anything.”

Dewhite surprisingly continued, “Laura, your excitement and multiple orgasms have made me harder and harder and I am wet with precum. You have to do something to relieve me. Let’s get back to Dale’s shop so you can do something about it. I know you want to be laid and you won’t let me down.”

Whatever Dale might call the lady-stimulating bra, seat shape-shifting, and vibrating options I could attest to their effectiveness. I climaxed in the first mile, two more times in the second mile and by the time we returned to Dale’s shop, I had climaxed three more times.

My bike shorts were so wet and I really wanted to have Rob’s hard cock have its way with me. So I pled that I had to have a shower and get home because my stomach was really upset.

Glenna helped get my helmet off and unplugged my bra. She also brought my backpack with my clothes and took their bra, riding shorts and top. I kicked my backpack out of sight against the support panel under the padded table and went to shower. As I was drying myself Dewhite and Dale came in.

Dewhite said, “Surprise, now we go 3-D!!” They were both completely naked and carried me kicking and loudly protesting to the padded table where Glenna had helped me dress with their magic bra and riding shorts.

I soon learned that their “3-D” meant sticking their fingers, tongues and cocks into me.
I silently thought: You bastards drugged me and now are raping me. Fortunately, my cell phone is hidden in a concealed pouch of my backpack and Rob has it programmed to turn on if it is jolted hard or my voice reaches my shouting level and to automatically call his cell phone and to send his email a recording including the 3 previous minutes and continuing until he turned it off. At least we should get the voice recording of Dewhite and Dale raping me.

Dale was between my legs licking my sex and Dewhite was fondling my nipples. I loudly shouted, “Stop I am married. Stop, please, I am married. You both know I am married. Stop please.” But they didn’t stop and although I protested, they took turns forcing their cocks into my mouth and fingering my vagina.

I loudly demanded that they both roll on condoms as they muscled me down on my back. Use condoms or you can get MRSA STD. They both put on condoms and took turns holding me down and fucking me. Then they rolled me over and both of them fucked me doggy style.

Dale said, “She’s ready for butt lube and our double penetration.” I shouted, “No. Please No. No, I am married, please stop.”

Coping with fear and transference to sexual stimulation:

I was being controlled by two strong men acting like sex maniacs. I realized that I was experiencing psychological coping with fear, humiliation, and anger and subconsciously transferring these emotions to high adrenalin sexual arousal.

Dewhite and Dale were teaming to insistently nuzzle, kiss, and fuck me to continue and intensify the adrenalin rush excitement of my automatic arousal and orgasms.

I remembered another role-playing time when Rob spanked me and I transferred the pain that I experienced into adrenalin driven arousal and intense love making with Rob.

I recalled scientific studies of rape established that a body’s coping and transference are no more an indication of guilt than an adrenaline rush, elevated heart rate, and erected nipples are in response to the same stimulations by her loving partner.

Dale pulled off the condom he had filled and threw it into the trash bin. He fingered lube on my anus and into my rectum and rolled on a new condom. Dale lubed his new condom, added more lube to my anus and tried to force his hard cock past my anal sphincter. I screamed, “Stop it hurts. Please don’t do that.”

But my protests energized Dale’s anal penetration with 1, 2, 3, and he was trying to get 4 fingers into me; and Dewhite’s fingering efforts to stimulate my G-Spot and clit. Dewhite’s fingering and Dale’s effort to fuck my anus and rectum had worked me into a helpless receptacle. Dewhite forced my feet over his shoulders as Dale held me on top of him forcing his cock past my anal sphincter and into my rectum.

Dewhite fucked my sopping wet vagina and Dale fucked my ass with plunges timed to have Dewhite to be mostly in when Dale was mostly out. I silently wondered how long these two men had been working on their double-penetration routine. And if they practiced it with ketamine on some of the attractive women we saw assembling Dale’s bicycles?

They both climaxed again. I sobbed, “I am really sick” and threw up. “Take me home or call Rob to come and get me.” Dewhite said, “Okay Laura but do not forget that the NDA you signed strictly prohibits any disclosure about what happened this afternoon to anyone including your husband.”

Dewhite continued: “Listen Laura, you can become our best model and make videos to sell Dale’s bikes at $60,000 each plus at least $40,000 for the breast and $50,000 for the pussy stimulator options. I think you should get at least 5% bonus of each sale, in addition to your higher salary for coming here to work and directing the advertising and market survey.”

I replied, “Put your offer in writing but now I am sick and have to throw up again.” Dale and Dewhite tried to step back but I heaved vomit on them. They went into the shower room. I got their opened condom packages and their used condoms out of the trash bin and stuffed them deep into a box of face tissues.

I looked in the break room for Pepto Bismol or Alka Selzer or anything to relieve my sickness. When I opened the large refrigerator, I was surprised to see a row of upside-down bottles of every flavor of Gatorade. I looked closer and all these upside-down bottles had a small, discolored spot in the center of the bottom.

Whodunit?

I wondered if, and who, might have punctured these bottles with a syringe and withdrawn some fluid and used another syringe to inject liquid ketamine. And then reseal the bottle with an adhesive or hot melt glue.

For various reasons, I thought it might be Glenna. I recalled that at lunch, Dewhite had said Glenna was angry because she thought she was going to make the advertising and sales videos. Dewhite also said, “Glenna thought Dale was going to divorce his wife and marry her, but Dale has reunited with his wife after their second child was born.”

I wondered if Glenna might have drugged Dale and Dewhite too, and caused them to become enraged sex maniacs?

My rainbow funding plan:

As Dewhite drove me home, I was thinking about how he was going to be glad to invest $400 million for 20% of Rainbow Company which was going to pay $280 million to acquire controlling interest in Structurals, Inc the company Rob works for and use Structurals’ 10-year profitable track record and take them public. Rob would license his carbon fiber and conductor technologies to the newly organized Rainbow Structurals, Inc. and become chairman and CEO.

If, however, Dewhite baulked he could get nice civil and criminal trials for drugging and raping an employee of his subsidiary company. And the same for Dale Bottoms.

Dewhite stopped at the curb in front of my home saying, “Laura, you are good and you are going to earn so much selling Dale’s bicycles with health monitors and sex stimulating options. Everybody with a luxury car needs Dale’s Double-Rider bike.”

I picked up my backpack, opened my door and as I started to get out, I saw my blood on the car seat. I angerly screamed at Dewhite, “You really hurt me today. I was planning to make the Double Rider sales videos until you and Dale raped me. You really hurt me and my blood on your car seat will remind you of how badly you hurt me.”

I ran inside sobbing, “Rob please call Dr. Winshaw, my gynecologist and ask where to meet her to get tested for being drugged and raped this afternoon.” Rob hugged me tightly for a long time and passionately replied, “Laura I am so sorry I didn’t go with you this morning to prevent the rape ordeal that is recorded on your and my cell phones and the email attachment.”

As I was being tested for drugs and rape evidence, I looked at the box of face tissues and recalled the events of this afternoon, I thought it would be very important to get a good law firm to represent Rob and me and:
1) Make the changes needed to Dale and Dewhite’s NDA relieving me from any liability for any disclosures of unlawful or emotionally harmful actions.
2) Serve my revised NDA along with their seamen DNA, ketamine identifications, and my affidavit including the voice recording of Dewhite and Dale raping me.
3) Prepare a civil lawsuit for damages and a criminal complaint for drugging and raping me – but to delay filing pending an unsuitable outcome of the following.
4) Prepare an agreement for Marrmann, Inc to invest $400 million within 30 days for no more than 20% of Rainbow Company. (This will enable Rainbow to pay $280 million to acquire controlling interest in Structurals, Inc, the company Rob works for, and use their 10-year profitable track record to take them public. Rob can license his technology to the newly organized Rainbow Structurals, Inc and become CEO.)

I believe Dewhite Marrmann will gladly have Marrmann Inc make the $400 million investment in Rainbow instead of going to jail.

But I am so afraid Rob won’t be able to love me like he did before I was raped.
End of Part 1.