PROFESSIONAL JOB

 

On a warm May evening, an attractive woman in her thirties stood by the road leading from Trzcianka to Czarnków. She wore an elegant gray jacket and a short gray skirt. Her deep tan at this time of year suggested she was a frequent visitor to the tanning salon. Even in her four-inch heels, she wasn't tall. The wind ruffled her long, curly, mahogany-dyed hair. The setting sun shone directly in her face. Squinting her large, brown eyes, she waved vigorously, trying to flag down a car.

Beautiful women usually don't have to wait long for someone to pick them up. And so it was this time, but if only she'd known who would stop and what would happen next... But let's not get ahead of ourselves...

"Look at this hot chick!" Jarek, the bald, powerfully built driver of a black BMW, was the first to spot her.

"Let's take her!" "Andrzej, the tall, fat, bearded man sitting next to him, shouted. "Pull over to the side. We're going to have some fun!"

The car stopped on the shoulder right in front of Anita. Andrzej rolled down the window and asked politely,

"Where are you going?

" "To Dębe, just outside Czarnków.

" "That's good, because we're heading in that direction," the fat man smiled and got out of the car.

"Come back." He opened the rear door with its almost completely black, opaque glass for her.

The woman leaned forward to get in. She noticed two men sitting in the backseat and hesitated. Andrzej firmly pushed her inside, slammed the door shut, and jumped into his seat. The BMW immediately sped off with a screech of tires. Anita surveyed her travel companions. The boy sitting next to her was about two meters tall and had long hair, while the other man was half a head shorter and had a severe gap in his jaw. They looked at her with a look that terrified her. The enormous Roman licked his lips lasciviously, gazing at her shapely, bare legs.

"Stop!" she said in a loud, decisive voice. "I want to get out!

" "Do you not like our company?" the driver turned to her for a moment. "We can't stop. We're in a hurry," he smiled maliciously.

"Stop immediately!" she cried, terrified.

"And what if you don't?

" "I'll call the police!" She reached into her purse for her cell phone.

"You're not calling anywhere, doll!" Roman snatched the purse from her and grinned.

At that moment, Anita realized with horror that they had turned onto a forest road. She began to scream, but the men ignored her. The car stopped after the first bend.

Roman brutally pushed her out of the car. He and Andrzej began undressing Anita, laughing like madmen. The woman fought desperately, but she stood no chance against the tall men. They stripped her of her jacket and skirt. The fat man pushed her onto the hood of the BMW. The gap-toothed Witek and Roman, standing on either side of the car, grabbed her arms, stretching her out across the body. The woman screamed horribly, kicking her legs in panic.

Jarek approached her from the front. Ignoring the kicks, he ripped off her black, lace panties with a single yank.

"Oh, so nicely shaved!" he commented on the sight of her pubes. "I like those!"

The men cackled gleefully. He unbuttoned his pants and, grabbing her ankles, said calmly with a slight smile,

"I saw you first, so I'll start the fun.

" "Nooooooooooooo!" "Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Anita screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Shut her up, she's distracting me!" the driver turned to his colleagues holding the girl down.

Witek pulled a large, dirty tissue from his pocket and unceremoniously shoved it into the woman's mouth. Her scream turned into a gurgle. She tried to spit it out, but to no avail. Jarek spread his victim's legs. He entered her with one powerful thrust. He raped Anita with savage passion, gripping her thighs. The woman writhed beneath him like a squid, a grimace of fear, humiliation, and helplessness on her tear-stained face. She was utterly helpless, at the mercy of her tormentors.

Andrzej approached the hood of the car. He observed everything from a very close distance with almost childlike curiosity. Then he ripped off the girl's bra and kneaded her breasts.

"Beautiful balloons! Too bad my mom doesn't have those!"

Jarek finished quickly. The fat man took his place. He raped the girl at a slow pace. He paused every few moments and gazed intently into her face, like a researcher conducting an experiment. Anita's resistance weakened. When it was Roman's turn, she froze and stopped crying. Then, unexpectedly, she began moving her hips in rhythm with the long-haired man's thrusts. When Witek replaced him, the woman smiled at him and looked at him flirtatiously. The men were surprised by her behavior. Andrzej removed the scarf from her mouth, wanting to see if she would scream again. Anita moaned with pleasure, as if she weren't being raped, but having sex with her beloved.

"Look! I think she liked it!" Andrzej commented.

When Witek had satisfied his lust, the men released her and moved away from the hood of the car. The girl put on a skirt and jacket over her bare body. Her ripped panties and bra were useless. Jarek turned to her and said,

"Listen, bitch!" Don't ever get the urge to go to the police. The dogs won't believe you anyway.

Plus, you have no proof. I'm warning you—if you tell anyone about this, we'll find you, and then—" he ran his index finger along his neck.

"Why would I go to the police?" She smiled sweetly and licked her lips seductively. "I liked it, boys! I like it rough and rough.

" "What do you say, slut?!" Andrzej exclaimed in surprise, while the others stared at Anita like a magpie in the face.

"It's so exciting when guys treat me like a bitch and fuck me as hard as they can." She looked seductively at Andrzej and smoothed her hair. "I always have several orgasms then."

The men were speechless. Anita approached the fat man, swaying her hips seductively. Suddenly, she grabbed his penis and said,

"Maybe we could do this again, but under normal circumstances? I have a big house in Dębe. I'm divorced and live alone. We could have some real fun!

" "You're playing hardball, babe!" "Jarek, excited, looked at the girl and swallowed unconsciously.

"Sounds tempting," Andrzej said, looking at the bare flesh between the lapels of her jacket, which was only buttoned up two times. "I'm in! What about you?"

*****

Immediately after Anita entered the house, the men settled into the armchairs and couch in the living room.

"Do you have any good porn?" Roman asked.

"Unfortunately not.

" "I have some good porn in the car," Jarek said. "I'll bring it right away. Gang bang sex.

" "Would you like something stronger before we start the fun?" she suggested with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Sure."

While she was preparing their drinks in the next room, the aroused men watched the action intently and commented cheerfully, though not overly on the subject.

"Look, bitch! We're about to take you!" Jarek shouted, pointing to the screen, where a woman was being pleasured from behind while she orally caressed a man kneeling before her.

"I have no doubt, gentlemen!" she replied with a laugh.

After a moment, she brought four glasses into the living room and placed them on the table, leaning forward.

"I'd prefer straight vodka," Andrzej grimaced slightly, his friends not taking their eyes off her exaggerated buttocks.

"These are very good drinks." Anita straightened and stood in a provocative pose. "Try them. You'll like them.

" "Okay. Let's have the drinks," Jarek muttered.

"Gentlemen, I'll go to the bathroom now. I'll freshen up a bit and then I'll be at your disposal. Exclusively and completely!

" "Okay, just hurry up!"

When she returned to the living room a few minutes later, all the men were sound asleep, snoring loudly.

*****

Jarek was the first to wake up. Dawn had just broken. He was lying on the grass in an unfamiliar forest. He was completely naked. His friends lay nearby, also naked as nature intended. He felt a sharp pain between his legs. He touched his groin and screamed shrilly, waking his friends:

"Fuck! I have no guts! Someone castrated me!"

A few seconds later, it turned out that all the men had been stripped of their family jewels. Mutilated, naked, and frozen, they wandered through the forest for a long time before finding a road and a sign: "Poznań 14."

When a few days later, armed and furious, they pulled up to a large house in Dębe, they saw a sign in front of it: "For sale." They got out of a black BMW they had found the day before. It had been abandoned on a rarely used forest road, with the keys in the ignition.

Four Dobermans leaped up to the fence, barking furiously. As Jarek tried to open the gate, two tall men emerged from the house. One of them shouted,

"Gentlemen, who are you talking to? The owner has moved out. The house – as you can see – is for sale. Are you interested in buying?

" "Don't lie, you bastard!" Andrzej growled. "We'll check for that bitch ourselves!"

He tried to force the gate open. The two men quickly drew their pistols and aimed them at the visitors.

"I advise you not! Or we'll shoot! Back! Immediately!"

Andrzej backed away, terrified.

"Who are you?!" Jarek asked furiously.

"The 'Pewność' Security Agency." Now get out!

*****

The court case, in which Anita Wagner sued four men for rape, and they in turn sued the woman for permanent bodily harm, outraged the public for a long time. It was widely commented on in the press, radio, and television, becoming a favorite topic of conversation for many people. No wonder – it was an unprecedented trial. Never before had a woman raped by several men had the nerve to lure her tormentors home, trick them into sleeping with a powerful horse sedative, and then castrate them.

Ultimately, the court delivered a Solomonian verdict. Mrs. Wagner was acquitted of the charge of permanent bodily harm because she had acted under severe shock from the brutal rape. The men were also not convicted, because, in the judge's opinion, they had already been punished severely enough and would certainly not repeat their act. This statement elicited laughter in the courtroom, as everyone knew perfectly well what body part the rapists had been stripped of.

All the newspapers reporting on the case highlighted a certain amusing episode. At one point, a court expert stated that the castration had been performed very professionally.

"No wonder," said Anita Wagner with an innocent smile. "I'm a veterinarian, after all."

"Good job, girl!" a female voice said from the back of the courtroom. "That was a truly professional job!"

People burst into loud, uncontrollable laughter.