her as a final warning.

In his office, Marco agreed with me on what would constitute a great final warning. We spent the next few hours getting prepared for the intervention, and when everything was packed, Marco, myself, and one of the orderlies, Jim, departed for Michelle's house on the far side of town.

Marco parked his black Lexus across the street from the reporter's house. Through the front window, we could see Michelle wandering around in a loose shirt and pajama bottoms, preparing her dinner and watching TV. We waited until she walked upstairs before we made our move.

Years as a small-time thief had given him plenty of time perfecting his lockpicking skills. In under minute, the backdoor of Michelle's house swung open and we were in. Stealthily, we made our way upstairs, where, by the sounds of it, Michelle was brushing her teeth before she went to bed. On my command, we stood in wait outside of the bathroom door.

She didn't even see us coming. Jim knocked her to the ground the moment she exited the bathroom and quickly wrapped a few layers of packing tape around her face, keeping her from yelling for the help that she would so deseperately want.

Michelle quickly overcame her disorientation to see me lording over her male assailants, and I could tell she knew that I intended on hurting her for not listening to our threats. Jim took out a small knife and cut open the front of her shirt. She wore a red lace bra, exactly the type that I loved. It was a shame that Jim tore it to threads so quickly. While Jim disrobed and fondled the reporter's top half, Marco pulled of her pajama bottoms and red lace panties. When she was fully naked, Jim went further with the tape, snaring her arms together behind her back, and wraping a long string of tape around her torso and arms, both above and below her breasts, accentuating their already large size. Once she was ready, the two men carried her to the bedroom and threw her onto the bed.

I walked over to the prey to say a few words before the fun began. "Just remember, this is only because you did not heed our warnings." I nodded to Marco and Jim, and they began to disrobe.

"Mmmmmmffff! Mfffff!" Michelle tested her bonds and kicked her legs, but if there were anything my orderlies were good it, it was binding women well. Marco grabbed the woman's legs and drove his cock into her cunt. She winced in pain, and I started to smile.

As Marco ravaged her as hard as he could, Michelle continued to scream and cry, and I grew increasingly hot. I couldn't take it any longer. We had a bag full of vibrators and dildos that we wanted to use on her, so I took one of the larger dildos and snuck it up my skirt. While Michelle moaned in pain, I started moan in please.

"Ahh.... ahhh... harder! Faster!" I collapsed near the side of the bed, with a clear view of Michelle's tits as they swayed back and forth. In and out, I vigorously fucked myself with the plastic piece. Marco and I came together, with me spilling my love juices over Michelle's floor, and Marco spilling his love juices over her face. Long strands of spunk criss-crossed her face, from her chin, across her taped mouth, and onto her eylid and eyebrows. The woman looked absolutely mortified at what we were doing to her. It was cute.

For the next several hours, Marco and Jim took turns violating her ass and pussy. At the end of the long night, her tits and face with covered in jizm, and her cunt overflowed with it. As a parting present, we took the two largest dildos in our bag and crammed them into her holes, taping her legs together to keep the toys in place. With our hard night's work finally finished, I crawled into bed next to her and started playing with her breasts, as I delivered my truly final warning.

"Michelle Rotsenburg, the events that transpired tonight occurred only because you did not heed our warnings to back off. I will not warn you again. Either drop the story on my company and back away, or I will ensure that every night for the rest of your life will be every bit as bad as this night. Everyone you love or care about will meet the same fate. Ciao, girl, and may we never meet again." I took the knife and cut awar the tape that was binding her arms. We then exited the house.

With that threat taken care of, I returned to my desk and thought about the future of my company. There were still so many tasks to take care of...