Felicia Chapman (author)

"Why don't you take your break now?" the manager said. It wasn't a question.
Suzi staggered out from behind the counter and went to Dominick's little group. They surrounded her and started walking toward the back hallway where the bathrooms and storage rooms were. I got up and followed, watching the manager. His eyes were following them too. 
The five of them went into a supply room at the end of the hall and I went back to the manager. "What's with her?" I asked, sucking the straw in my drink. "I'm sorry, what?" the manager asked, professional all the way. "She asked me yesterday if I wanted to go back into the stock room with her." I watched his face, a mixture of confusion and anger. "What are you running here?" That was enough. I knew it would be, could tell by his attitude and the way he stood. He motioned for one of the others to watch the register then stormed through the restaurant and down the hall into the stock room where he found my wife on her knees, uniform bunched up around her waist, with one cock up her ass and another in her mouth. She looked up at him with panic but he didn't say anything. He just stood there and let Dominick and his friend finish fucking her, the shame and humiliation washing over her in waves. When they were finished, she stood up and pulled up her pants, pulled down and smoothed her uniform top.
"It looks like there are two more of them," the manager said. "You're not going to ignore the other two, are you?" She started sobbing, her face flushed red. "It looks like you like it up the ass, is that right?" he sneered. "I've heard about ass whores like you. And you come in here stinking the place up, probably having a good laugh at the rest of us, just trying to keep down a decent job. How much are they paying you to fuck you up the ass, you whore?" He was angry now, his face contorted and red, his voice loud. "Come on, fuck them! Go on!" He stormed closer, looming over her. "In fact, here, let's make it nicer." He started tearing at her clothes, pulled off her bra and panties, pushed her to the floor, straddled her backward and pulled her ass cheeks open. "Come on, either one of you, let's go, look at that tight little pink puckered thing there, wouldn't you like to shove your cock up there?" My wife's face was buried in her clothes, she was sobbing out loud, her body shaking, while another of the men knelt behind her and rammed his cock deep into her ass. When he was done, the manager got up and pushed her over with his toe. She rolled onto her back, her legs falling open automatically. He was undoing his belt, unzipping his pants, then he was on her, tilting her hips so his cock went deep into her ass while he fucked her face to face, swearing at her the whole time and spitting in her face until he finally came then got off of her, shook the residual drops of cum onto her face and told us to be out of there in ten minutes of he'd call the police.
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