Pixie Isobella

Madeleine felt like she was moving in a dream as Sam made her pick up the ‘letter’ he had forced her to write off the desk. ‘Give it to the man in the office upstairs opposite the lift,’ he said. ‘Or if you forget that order, any man upstairs will know where to direct you. They’ll get you started.’

Madeleine had been working at the Peachtree Foundation for at least three weeks before she realised she had been brainwashed. By then, of course, it was too late… ‘The Peachtree Diaries’ was inspired by Bimbo Blackwood’s ‘Feminist Corruption Water’, available on All These Roadworks 💖

The Peachtree Diaries: Chapter 8

[The Peachtree Diaries contains hard non-consent erotica, workplace submission and female degradation. All characters are over 18. Read Chapter 1 here]

‘Heh,’ Sam laughed, making Madeleine furious as he slid a hand down her arm to cup one of her breasts possessively. ‘I had fun fucking the bitch,’ he confirmed, nodding at the other man. ‘She didn’t want me inside her of course but she didn’t get a choice.’

‘That’s why I love working here,’ the other man grinned, his eyes running appreciatively down across her body as his words made Madeleine’s blood boil. Who were these men and how did they think they could get away with this?

‘You mind if I do her against the wall here?’ the man asked, his eyes still resting on Madeleine’s body. ‘I haven’t had a new girl in a while. I’ve been missing it. It’s a whole thrill like nothing else.’

‘Sure,’ Sam grinned and Madeleine flushed at the knowledge that she had to obey. Why had she drunk so much of the water, dammit? She should have realised there was something odd about Peachtree, she thought ruefully — the way that ex-Harrowville employees had been split up and all the other co-workers seemed to be men, or even simply that only younger, prettier Harrowville staff had been retained.

‘You can do her here, as long as I get to watch,’ Sam added. ‘She’s my claim.’ He nodded his head sideways at Madeleine. ‘Get over against the wall, darling. Legs nice and wide. Riley here enjoys using whores like you as much as I do.’

He snickered at Madeleine as she obeyed him, glaring at him impotently, unable to stop herself from walking over to the wall and putting her back to it, stepping her legs humiliatingly wide.

‘I like it,’ the new man sneered as he watched her. ‘The drugs sure have fried her brain, hey? Nothing like a disobedient slut waiting for her punishment.’ He winked at Sam. ‘We’ve got a Harrowville girl in our pod too. She’s responding slowly but I’ve given the order to up the dose so I reckon we’ll get her tomorrow or the next day. You want to come over and we’ll do her together?’

‘Yep!’ Sam grinned at him, before turning back to Madeleine. ‘Sometimes we fuck a new girl together,’ Sam sneered. ‘Each of us just pounding into her until she goes unconscious.’

Madeleine wanted to cry out but she couldn’t as the new man, Riley, stepped across to her, his leering eyes and smirk on his mouth leaving her under no misapprehensions that everything Sam was saying was true.

How is he going to fuck me here? she thought helplessly. In the corridor?

But actually, she realised that this was a corridor that she had never had access to before — Sam had led her through a security door on the way here. She had the sudden uneasy feeling of being in a male inner sanctum, a place where women weren’t allowed. Or where, she reminded herself, where women have to go topless and submit to the men.

That’s what he said level 6 is like, she thought helplessly as the man, Riley, ran his finger tips down from her shoulder to her naked breasts.

‘You’re a shapely whore,’ he remarked, meeting her eyes. ‘Of course, you’ll look even better when your waist thickens with a baby, won’t you?’

No, please, Madeleine thought helplessly, suddenly feeling like a broken record. Riley stepped close to her, so close that she could feel his body heat. He started to stroke her breasts, the smile on his face showing that he understood she didn’t want him touching her and that he simply didn’t care.

‘Congratulations on getting one with such big tits,’ he remarked over his shoulder to Sam. ‘The other girl in our pod. She’s okay, I guess, but her tits are way too small. She’ll need her udders enhanced before she’s truly fuckable. Whereas this beauty…’ he grinned down at Madeleine trying to shrink away from him and not succeeding as his hands groped her breasts, ‘this beauty will be very popular upstairs.’

‘She’s got perfect tits,’ Sam commented from where he was lounging against the wall. ‘I was pretty happy when she was assigned to our pod, but then would you believe, I had to sit there for days, watching those udders bounce around inside her blouse before I could even touch her.’

‘How does she respond if you slap them?’ Riley asked, a wicked light entering his eyes.

‘Dunno,’ Sam grinned, walking across as Madeleine’s heart sank into her stomach. ‘Let’s see, shall we?’

It was too much — there were two of them now, and with her back literally up against the wall, it was like being trapped beneath Sam on the couch all over again. Madeleine couldn’t even pretend to herself that she could get away from their groping hands.

Madeleine tried to prepare for it but the first slap, heavy-handed from Riley, still took her by surprise. No-one had ever slapped her boobs before, and it hurt as the big man’s heavy hand slammed into her breast. She shrieked, instinctively squirming to try to get away but unable — especially given her orders to keep her back against the wall — to evade both the men.

Soon, Sam slapped her other breast, and then it seemed to become a free for all as both the men started to slap her, laughing as they did. She was crying out when the strikes finally slowed, both the men smiling broadly as she gasped in front of them. Disturbingly, either the sensations or simply being treated so brutally had lit a fire down in her cunt. She knew she was wetter than she had even been in the office before when Sam had fucked her.

‘Did you like that, sweetheart?’ Riley asked, his voice mean. He smiled evilly. ‘Tell me you liked me slapping you, darling.’

‘I liked it,’ Madeleine replied, her voice tremulous as she cried, furious that they could force her to say she liked something she hadn’t even chosen to do.

I didn’t like it, she thought rebelliously and it was true, as far as it went — but her body had also liked it, very much indeed.

‘I bet you did,’ he smirked. ‘Sluts like you always get horny when a man shows you who’s boss. Don’t worry,’ he grinned, ‘if they don’t think you’re learning fast enough, upstairs, they’ll smack your tits to punish you. You’ll learn fast enough then.’

You can’t beat people to make them obey, Madeleine thought angrily but ruefully, she realised that was an idealised position. Of course they could. I’m going to go home tonight, she thought rebelliously, and I’m going to break this stupid mind control. I have to.

‘Put your hands on my dick while I play with your udders,’ Riley ordered her as he loosened his belt and his trousers dropped down around his ankles. ‘Stroke me. Get me hard.’

Madeleine obeyed, still weirded out at not being able to disobey any of the men here. Riley’s cock was hot and stiffening quickly as she touched him. She shivered as she felt his eager precum running down across her fingers. The big man was half-leaning against her, one arm on the wall, the hand holding her by her hair. His other hand was still groping her breasts, squeezing hard enough to make her gasp with pain before releasing to start touching her with milking motions on her nipple.

He spoke over his shoulder to Sam, ignoring her even as he groped her.

‘I’ve got enough credits from upstairs that we can keep the girl in my pod for the whole afternoon when I finally judge she’s ready,’ Riley said. ‘I’ll bring some viagra and we’ll take turns with her. What do you say?’

‘I’m in,’ Sam smirked. ‘I’ll bring Ryder too, if you don’t mind? He’s missed out a few times recently. And the young guy, Adrian — we’ll get him in and he can have a go at her after she passes out. He likes that.’

‘Sure thing,’ Riley grinned easily. Madeleine moaned, horrified, trying desperately to fight the iron control that seemed to have clamped itself into her brain. Riley looked down at her, seeming to realise all over again that she was a person and not just an inanimate object that he was fondling.

‘They’ll keep fucking you after you pass out upstairs as well, love,’ he said cheerfully. ‘You’ll wake up with a different man inside you to when you fell unconscious. And you won’t ever know how many dumped their load inside you while you were out.’

‘And then one day she’ll wake up with a baby inside her as well,’ Sam smiled, his eyes flickering across Madeleine’s half-naked body.

‘Ah, she’ll be pretty brainless by then,’ Riley chuckled. ‘You haven’t seen the new drugs they’re pumping into them up there, mate.’ He grinned broadly. ‘It only takes a few weeks now, for some of the girls, and then they’re on their knees, begging for some man to stick his cock into them.’

He leered down at Madeleine.

‘That’ll be you, darling,’ he sneered. ‘You’ll beg and beg and beg, because you’re desperate to get that big stiff dick into you, and you won’t ever even know why the men are laughing at you.’

‘Ridiculous whores,’ Sam smirked, winking at the other man.

‘Damn straight,’ Riley laughed, then he groaned suddenly as Madeleine’s hands closed tighter around his erection. ‘Get up there, love,’ he ordered her, dropping his hands to her hips and using his strength to hoist her physically up the wall.

He pushed his bulk against her and she flinched as she felt his stiff erection pushing against her abdomen. He shoved her higher again — he really was strong — and she started to moan helplessly, feeling vulnerable with her legs hanging in the air.

‘Wrap your legs around me, darling,’ Riley smiled down at her. ‘I’m going to use you right here against this wall, so make yourself nice and available.’

Madeleine wrapped her legs around him, her muscles screeching at her with the effort. She knew his erection was down beneath her now, directed at her cunt like a promise, and she whimpered up at him, begging him her eyes, hating the pathetic sound in her voice.

‘Fuck,’ the man groaned, and Madeleine knew her unspoken pleas had been pointless.

This man enjoyed forcing women — he had already said as much to Sam in front of her. That’s why he worked here. She whimpered softly as she felt him fumbling around, holding her firmly by her hips and directing his erection with his own hips towards her entrance. She had a long moment of hope that maybe he wouldn’t fuck her after all and then she felt his hard thickness sliding up against her groin.

He lowered her down onto him, and Madeleine cried out in shock as she felt his thick head — surely thicker than Sam’s had been — pushing straight into her.

‘That’s it, darling,’ he grunted. ‘Get down on there!’

He pulled her physically downwards as he spoke and Madeleine screamed out aloud in a mixture of shock and horrifying pleasure as he thrust into her in one long thrust, filling her. Oh gods, it ached — she was so sensitive after Sam brutalising her earlier and her entrance was screaming at her for letting him stretch her open again. But it felt good as well — her cunt was oddly needy and she groaned in utter, desperate need as Riley pumped his hips upwards, stabbing into her.

‘Fuck,’ he groaned. ‘Damn straight, this is the life.’ He laughed out loud, before winking at her as if everything was a huge joke. ‘You hate me now, darling, but you’ll be begging me for this dick in a few months,’ he promised. ‘You’ll even keep begging when I make it hurt.’

He started to ram himself into her, using his leverage against her to pound his hips into her groin again and again while she moaned and cried out. She wanted to argue that it was fear or shock or hatred making her moan but it simply wasn’t true. Even more than Sam’s cock, this man felt good inside her, and her body wanted more, especially after the long session of them first fondling and then slapping her breasts.

Riley was so rough, forcing her to take him again and again, that Madeleine thought she might even pass out when thankfully she heard him cumming inside her.

Chapter 9 of The Peachtree Diaries is here!

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