Chapter 6

"... and that's the latest on the bank scandal. Good evening," said Velvet, putting the papers down in front of her on the desk. She heaved a huge sigh of relief as the red light on the camera winked off, indicating she was no longer on the air.

"Great stuff!" cried Tony, coming over to pump her hand. He bent over and kissed her then. "Great stuff. We're going to get awards all over the place for that story. God, breaking a major banking scandal before even the newspapers got it! Wow!"

Velvet felt all of Tony's elation and more. She had proven herself. The pair of them had gotten the story, but she was the one who had ferreted out the real source of the information. The cashier's information had been accurate in every detail. Indictments against the bank president were pending as a result of their expose.

Her hands trembled with the excitement as she leaned back in the chair. The hot lights caused part of the perspiration on her face; the rest was from nervous strain of presenting the story.

"We showed them, didn't we, Tony?" she asked.

"We're a team, Velvet. We'll be able to go out and really dig into what's happening out there. Camera crews and everything. Live action stuff. There's not going to be anything or anyone to stop us. We'll be another Huntley-Brinkley team. We'll be..." Tony was cut off by the entrance of the station manager.

Velvet felt herself tensing. She hardly expected to hear words of praise from Williamson. Their success had shot down his ideas of getting rid of them.

"Hi, Mr. Williamson," said Tony brightly. "We college kids sure came through for you this time, didn't we? Bet this series had the highest news rating in the history of this town!"

"Not bad," the man grudgingly replied. "Could be better. You need more practice at this kind of reporting."

"Not bad? Hell, man, it was great."

"You have something else to do, don't you, Sims?" the station manager said in a cold voice. Tony quickly left after casting a puzzled look at Velvet.

"What is it?" the woman asked suspiciously. "You want something, don't you?"

"That report was okay, but it ruined a friend of mine. The banker has been most helpful in financing for this station."

"And personally?" asked Velvet nastily. "Does he give you some of the money he steals from the bank - as a personal loan?"

"Listen, cunt, you can be fired, just like that!" Williamson snapped his fingers under her nose. "You do one okay story and you think you own this place. It doesn't work that way. You have to do more than just wiggle your ass and flaunt your tits and spread for any man who comes along. This is a competitive business."

Velvet watched the man turning red in the face. He was getting worked up over this and she realized he was angry that she and Tony had gotten the story.

"Does that mean you won't blackmail me anymore? That I don't have to put out for you whenever you get horny?"

Velvet recoiled, thinking the man was going to hit her. His clenched fist relaxed a little and he smiled. The smile was more menacing than if he had tried to hit her. Williamson squinted against the harsh light and grinned broadly.

"Come on up to my office."

"I'm busy."

"You'll be very unbusy if you don't because you won't have a job. This is a... staff meeting." He chuckled at his own humor. Velvet shuddered and wondered if she should call him on it. She knew damned good and well what sort of "staff" he was talking about. It'd be just the two of them - and his cock running into her cunt.

She might be able to bluff him. And then again, maybe he didn't bluff. She'd be out of a job. The bills had been piling up on her and she was wondering how she'd ever be able to pay them all. Losing the job now meant having to go begging to her parents. She hadn't done that all through school; she wasn't going to start now.

Velvet steeled herself against what the man would do and dutifully followed him to his office. He closed the door behind her. The woman cringed, feeling as if she had just entered an execution chamber.

"You college types think you're so high and mighty. Let me tell you something, you ignorant bitch, you aren't. Those guys like me who've had to work and work hard to get where we are know the ropes. You're a newcomer around here and have a lot to learn."

"Mr. Williamson, you're being unfair about this." Velvet stopped when she saw nothing but lust in the man's eyes. Nothing else was on his mind right now but his own rampaging sexual desires. The way his crotch lumped up and twitched told the girl everything she needed to know.

"I'll show you the ropes. And you'll love it, cunt. You'll love it because a man will be showing you how to do it."

She almost panicked and fought him off, then remembered how badly off she was financially. With the hiring crunch in the television industry, she had been lucky to get this job. She wouldn't be so lucky in finding another if she walked out now. Williamson was a powerful man in the field and would have her blacklisted with every station in the state.

Velvet shut her eyes and tried to imagine the hands pawing at her lush tits were Ben's or Tony's. The roughness made it almost impossible for her to believe it was one of her other lovers. Williamson's meaty hands crushed down powerfully on her, brutalizing her tits. She sobbed and caught her breath as he began unbuttoning her blouse to get in to her naked, creamy white boobs.

"Please, you don't have to do this. You're just..."

"Silence, cunt," he snapped. "I know what I want. And I know what you want. You want this!"

He flashed out his prick. This sight of it made Velvet fearful of what he might do to her if she tried to run. It wouldn't be a grudging fuck then, it would turn into rape. And she wouldn't have a ghost of a chance of making it stick. The man could ruin her entire career with a single bad word. She had to go along with him, as much as she hated the idea.

"Why don't you suck on it, bitch? From what the cameramen say, you're damn good at giving head."

His hands laced through her raven-black hair and forced her to her knees. With her lips just inches away from the tip of his quivering prick, she had no other choice but to pop that glans into her mouth and suck.

"God, yes, that's the way I like it. They were right. You give one hell of a good blowjob."

She closed her blue eyes and tried to imagine that this was Tony's prick she was orally ministering to. The sound of Williamson's voice made that hard, but she was good at fantasizing. She had to do it to keep from going out of her mind with rage.

Her tongue looped around the tip of his prick, teasing and tormenting as it went. The agile tip of her darting pink oral digit found the tiny triangular flap of skin under the cleft head. This was the most sensitive portion of his cock. She teased and toyed with it until he was jumping from foot to foot with excitement.

A tiny, bitter drop of preseminal fluid beaded at the head of his cock. Her tongue swirled it away. She made a wry face around the thick plug of cock in her mouth but kept sucking. Her cheeks went concave under the suction she exerted. The dark-haired beauty hoped that she could get the man to come quickly. That would free her of the need to be in his presence and cool down his berserk desires to fuck her.

It didn't work out that way, though. She sucked hard and used her tongue all over the end of his cock the best she could. Kissing and licking down the side of the shaft to his balls got the man to moan constantly with pleasure. It also convinced him that his prick would be better off stuffed somewhere else.

"On your hands and knees, bitch. I'm going to fuck you like a bitch in heat."

"Wh-what?" she stammered, surprised at the turn of events. The musky tang of the man's prick still lingered on her lips. She licked it off and looked up at him in wonder.

He grabbed her shoulders and spun her around so fast she lost her balance. The girl dropped to hands and knees, just the position the man wanted her in.

Before Velvet could protest, she felt his hands lifting her skirt and his body moving in behind her. He skinned off her panties and pulled them down around her knees, effectively preventing her from crawling away.

And then all strength raced from her body. The heavy end of his male bludgeon smashed into her cunt lips from behind. She felt the thick shaft plunging down between her asscheeks, caressing the puffy labia and then surging all the way into her dry pussy.

"God, dry humping. Get that cunt of yours working, bitch. Get it nice and wet and slick for me to fuck you like an animal in rut!"

Velvet recovered some of her strength after the quick, hot entry all the way up her pussy and tried to escape. Strong hands gripped her waist and held her firmly in position. She felt the man's hairy upper thighs rubbing against her tender buttocks. There was no escaping now.