Visit to Scott's Office

Reader discretion is adviced, this story contain graphic content depicting violence and rape which may not be suitable to all readers. This is a fictional story and do not portray real events or real persons.

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I made way down to the office where my friend Scott worked as an office manager. I had a thin smile on my face as it was going to be the start of a nice week off.

I pulled into the parking garage and looked at my watch. It was a little after 6pm. If we hurry, we could have a few beers, grab some bar food and then...

"Whatever I want," a huge smile crossing my face.

The smile had faded a half-hour later with no sign of Scott. I sighed to myself and pulled out my cellphone. Probably got tied up with something and forgot the time, I thought. Getting out of the car I rang both Scott’s office and cell as I headed towards his office.

His office was located in a secluded corner of the corporate park. He always joked that it was strategically placed to avoid everyone. "Rank hath privilege," he would say and then laugh.

I walked in and as I approached the door and heard moaning and scuffling. I heard a loud ‘CRASH’ as something heavy fell to the floor. I reached out and turned the doorknob to his office. It was locked. 

I knocked on the door and called out, "Scott? Scott, are you okay. Open the door!"

The door clicked open, hurried in and gasped.

I saw Scott’s body face down on the desk. His hands were tied behind his back and a gag of duct tape was around his mouth and head. His shirt was riding high around his waist and pants and underwear had been pulled down. 

I moved forward toward my friend. Scott saw me and frantically shook his head at me. His eyes wide with fright.

I heard the door slam behind me. Before I could turn around and react, a hand was clamped around my mouth and a large, sharp knife was flashed in front of my eyes.

"Looks like I have another bit of fun here," said the intruder with the knife. He looked over at Scott. "You should’ve mentioned you were having company tonight. No matter, he'll take a turn on the desk, too."

Scott started to pull himself off the desk. The intruder pressed the edge of the blade on my neck.

"Now don't do anything stupid," he said to Scott. "I will slice open your friend here. Do you want to see that?" Scott shook his head.

"Good. Now get that sexy body of yours on the desk and don't move."

I wasn’t sure but I thought I saw fresh tears fall out of Scott's eyes as he laid on the desk again. After seeing him comply, the guy turned me around and slapped several pieces of duct tape over my mouth then put the knife against my chin.

"You interrupted me raping your friend. If you were not so handsome, I'd punish you for that. But since you will be on that desk soon, I will let your rudeness slide. "

I was frozen with fear. I had walked in on this guy attacking Scott. Now, I shook my head and tried to pull away from the intruder who only laughed and quickly overpowered me. He bound my hands behind me with a zip-cuff and duct tape and seated me in a chair right in front of the desk. He kissed her neck from behind. Tears formed in the corner of my eyes and trickled slowly down my cheeks .

"You are going to watch me rape your friend. Look anywhere else, and I will kill him. Understand?"

I nodded. Then he kissed my cheek and walked behind Scott. He used his foot to spread his legs again, and thrust into him.

Scott's body lifted off the desk as he rammed into him. Muffled screams came from his mouth with each thrust of his (their) rapist. I closed my eyes and turned away.

"KEEP WATCHING OR I WILL KILL HIM," bellowed the rapist.

I turned my head back and watched every second of Scott's rape. At some point, his body went limp and his eyes blank as the Man brutalized him. It had seemed like hours until the attacker thrust forward, grunted and lay on top of Scott’s back. Scott sobbed into his gag since it was apparent ten that attacker was done with him.

The attacker then removed Scott’s shoes, socks, pants and underwear. Next, he zip-tied his ankles and after adding some duct tape, pushed him off the desk landing on the industrial carpeted floor

Now, he stepped around the desk and over to me. I was grabbed by the arm and pulled out of the chair.

"Your turn now," he said as he dragged me to the desk and slammed me face down across it. The breath left my body.

"Stay still," ordered the attacker as he stepped away from me and grabbed Scott by his neck. He put him in the chair in front of the desk.

"Your turn to watch. That way you can compare notes later."

He put the knife under Scott’s chin. "If you look away, I will kill your friend. Understand?"

Scott nodded, fresh tears of fear rolling down his face. Then, he walked behind me and pulled down my pants.  His hands grabbed and kneaded my asscheeks.

"Nice ass," he said. He gave me a painful slap on the ass and then pulled down my underwear. I moaned as the intruder began to finger my asshole.

"Yes. Gotta get you nice and ready for my cock. Make you hot so you will enjoy this."

The intruder kneeled behind me and put his mouth on my ass. My body jumped as if I had taken a shock from a cattle prod. Warmth spread all over my body. I was getting excited for the guy who had raped my friend and was going to be doing same to me.

"Getting nice and ready, " said their attacker, his finger now making circle in my asshole as he spoke. "Don't fight it. Your friend over there came for me too. Go with the flow. We do this once a month."

Then he began to lick my ass again, inserting a finger inside as he did so. I looked over at Scott who had turned a bright red.

Oh God, I thought, Scott did this and I never knew nor had an idea. As the thought sank in on how horrible that must have been for him, shame and self- loathing filled me.

I was unprepared as our attacker stood and rammed his cock into me. He raped me with hard quick strokes, painfully pushing my thighs into the edge of the desk with each stroke. It did not matter for me. I felt nothing. I lay there across the desk looking at Scott. I was nothing. Inert. Worthless. Just a thing to be used.

The attacker came quickly, filling my ass with his cum. He stripped me of my pants, shoes, socks and underwear and bound my ankles together with zip-ties and tape. He left me sobbing on the desk.

The attacker put his own pants back on and then gathered up what he had taken from Scott and myself – shoes, socks, pants and underwear.

"You are the best I have raped in quite a while,” he said. “And you, too,” he added winking at Scott.  "I'll make sure to send someone to untie you both."

With that he left taking or clothing as trophies of some sort.

Over an hour later, building security showed up to free us. Strange they but didn’t ask for a statement and I was also surprised when one of the security personnel ‘offered’ some clothing. We both declined to go to an emergency room. I couldn’t believe this about Scott and what was troublesome was that he DID IT that way once a month and somehow, someway what happened to me that night was not the worst to come.

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The next month I’m sitting in the parking garage to pick up Scott but I know that it’ll be more than that 😊