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DangerousDanielle
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- Joined
- Jul 23, 2016
- Location
- Carmel, Ca
The editor called Brenda to his office. If the 25 yr old blonde reporter disliked anything, it was the sound of the editor calling her name......
"Brenda," he called out...."one of our sources sent us a lead on those missing girls, the first lead we got in weeks---hell, even the cops don't know about this one!....here's the contact number of the snitch...."
He swatted her on her tight ass....."get moving....."
It was far from the first time the editor swatted her.....maybe it was simply the male machismo that came with being a male editor on the biggest newspaper chain on the west coast, maybe it was just because he was a sexist asshole...
Brenda wolfed down some luke warm coffee and a stale sandwhich, then called the number. Whoever the guy was, he didn't tell her or where he was calling from. He did say however that if she followed a certain dirt road off the main highway she would have one hell of a lead on her missing girls story.
Brenda climbed into the car and followed the directions the unknown voice gave her, once taking the wrong road. If whoever it was didin't want to be found, this was a good way to stay hidden....
It was dusk before her headlights came to a derelict, deserted looking building. She turned off the car, grabbed a flashlight from the glove compartment and creeped over to the grayish building. Around the back she found a door and slowly opened it......it was pitch black inside, only a small room about 10 ft square with some kind of tunnel with a ladder....Brenda peered down the tunnel....there was a light down there with some sounds....
She climbed down the tunnel and came into a long room....what she saw made her let out a gasp....
All the missing girls and more, at least a dozen were all there!
they were all naked, trapped in some kind of metal and leather frame, stuck in a crouching position. Their tits were encased in leather straps with machinery attached, globes attached to the end of their tits with hoses attached to some kind of machine in front of every frame.....the girls were all moaning, some struggling, some far too weak...Brenda stared as the girl's tits were being mechanically sucked.....clear rubber tubes were in their vaginas and asses......
"What the fuck???," Brenda said aloud......some of the girls suddenly stared at her, fear in their eyes.....Brenda found out why when she suddenly felt something behind her......
"Brenda," he called out...."one of our sources sent us a lead on those missing girls, the first lead we got in weeks---hell, even the cops don't know about this one!....here's the contact number of the snitch...."
He swatted her on her tight ass....."get moving....."
It was far from the first time the editor swatted her.....maybe it was simply the male machismo that came with being a male editor on the biggest newspaper chain on the west coast, maybe it was just because he was a sexist asshole...
Brenda wolfed down some luke warm coffee and a stale sandwhich, then called the number. Whoever the guy was, he didn't tell her or where he was calling from. He did say however that if she followed a certain dirt road off the main highway she would have one hell of a lead on her missing girls story.
Brenda climbed into the car and followed the directions the unknown voice gave her, once taking the wrong road. If whoever it was didin't want to be found, this was a good way to stay hidden....
It was dusk before her headlights came to a derelict, deserted looking building. She turned off the car, grabbed a flashlight from the glove compartment and creeped over to the grayish building. Around the back she found a door and slowly opened it......it was pitch black inside, only a small room about 10 ft square with some kind of tunnel with a ladder....Brenda peered down the tunnel....there was a light down there with some sounds....
She climbed down the tunnel and came into a long room....what she saw made her let out a gasp....
All the missing girls and more, at least a dozen were all there!
they were all naked, trapped in some kind of metal and leather frame, stuck in a crouching position. Their tits were encased in leather straps with machinery attached, globes attached to the end of their tits with hoses attached to some kind of machine in front of every frame.....the girls were all moaning, some struggling, some far too weak...Brenda stared as the girl's tits were being mechanically sucked.....clear rubber tubes were in their vaginas and asses......
"What the fuck???," Brenda said aloud......some of the girls suddenly stared at her, fear in their eyes.....Brenda found out why when she suddenly felt something behind her......