1. The Office Junior - Part 14


    Date: 10/9/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Bi-sexual, Erotica, Male/Teen Female, Masturbation, Romance, Author: mistermonster, Rating: 86, Source: sexstories.com

    that Becky was currently enjoying the delights of someone else. But this was a decision I had made. I was looking forward to cuddling up to Becky later on though. I pressed the button on the intercom and said hello. "Hello, I have an urgent package for Mr Michael Davidson. I need a signature." It wasn't the most surprising thing to have a delivery this late. Often work documents are sent to me outside of office hours when forwarded on by folk at the office. "I'll come down now....gimme a couple of minutes." I went back to my room and put on my dressing gown. Emma's room was quiet when I walked back through. I opened the apartment door and walked down to the main front door. I could see the courier standing behind it with a small envelope. Probably new urgent organograms for the upcoming project. I opened up the door. It didn't hurt at first. There was just an explosion of colour and the feeling that the world tilted and at strange angle. I remember putting my hand up to the side of my head and feeling a warm sticky substance cascading down my cheek. When I hit the ground my shoulder took the main force of the impact. I felt the sharp sting of my collar bone snapping and that woke me from the initial shock that had given me the sweet numbing effect. Pain surged through my body. I can remember seeing a boot, a light coloured work boot arcing towards my face. When it connected I felt my nose explode under its force. I could taste blood in my mouth. Tears streamed out of my ...
    eyes. Suddenly I couldn't breathe. It must have been the heavy force that thumped up against my upper belly. I made an attempt at curling up but only succeeded in getting my arms and hands over my face. I opened my eyes and in my confused state laughed at how strange my fingers looked. They were all at strange angles. It looked like I was trying to do one of those crazy American gang hand signals....they hurt though....like really hurt. My last image was of a familiar face. Contorted in fury and hate. He stood above me with 2 other faces standing next to him. Those faces were of strangers. One of the faces spoke. "C'mon mate - let's go. We did him." The guy had a strange accent. Almost European. His face disappeared as did the other one. The familiar face stayed though. What was his name? Barry? His face swam closer to me. I felt his spit hit me as he spoke. "Not so tough now are you you fucken pussy. I hope her cunt was worth it you piece of shit." As he spat those last words I saw the underside of his boot hover above my face. I thought to myself, 'Huh - they must be new shoes as the tread is still relatively unworn'. The tread got closer....fast. And then black.No more pain. Just a slow fall into a nice comfortable pillow of darkness. My hands no longer hurt. My nose stopped throbbing. I no longer needed to gasp for breath. I just slept. I had no idea how long I slept. But I don't remember Becky coming into my room. My alarm will go off soon and I'll wake up. I'll wake up. ...
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