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"Don't think about any of that now, Mr. Jones. You need to focus on how to come while my two hands are pulling your anal cavity into the size of a melon. I see Mazutis has already sucked you hard. Put a lot of enthusiasm into whacking yourself off, and it shouldn't take long.
"Before we finish, Mr. Jones, I want to tell you what I tell all our clients: Customer satisfaction is of supreme importance to the management and employees of No Big Deal. If you should ever need the services of enthusiastic, professional little people again, we hope you will call on us."
- COMMENTS
Anonymous5 months agoHalf a story and totally unrealistic. Can't suspend my belief enough to make this enjoyable. At 6'4", assuming around 220 lbs, all he has to do is sit on her once. While she has one hand up his ass, wrap his arm around her neck and snap it. Easy Peasy.
Needs someone to discuss the aftermath. The only redeeming quality of this story is that it is devoid of most of the editing errors that occur so frequently on this site.
Anonymousover 1 year agoBesides going to the DA, I would of fired everyone in the office. Doesn't matter if they were involved or not. Gone, all of them. Conspiracy is something that can not be tolerated.
Anonymousabout 3 years agoHey great story author but couldn't you just make it a little less cruel come on man seriously I know I suck for saying this but can't u make a happy ending this is just sad but it's a nice story and have a happy and wonderful life mate
Anonymousalmost 5 years agoWhile reading No Big Deal; I couldn't help but think of what I would do for revenge. Isn't that one of many reasons to write stories like this. I was shocked and able to empathize with Mr. Jones. I became immersed in the story; that doesn't happen very often anymore. You had my mind and apparently other minds going 100 miles an hour. All these self righteous critics! I thought the story well thought out and delivered. Just like TV, fiction books, etc; There is literary license. I read for enjoyment and have read the previous comments. If I am not enjoying a story, I stop and find another story that will hopefully stimulate my mind and feelings. Maybe all these critics of No Big Deal should do likewise. Thanks for writing one of my all time favorite stories.
ScorpioJJabout 5 years agoWhen he tortures and kills all involved. Legal action is not enough.
Anonymousalmost 6 years agoMarshal Jones seethed with anger at the humiliation of the video. "Paybacks a bitch, Karma is her stripper name". The first thing Mr. Jones did was sit down and make a list. Then refined the list until he had 5 possible names.
It was time to go hunting.
First the wife. She had asked for a divorce and received 50% of everything. Everyone on the outside looking in agreed that it looked like an amicable agreement.
2 months after the divorce, She was found beaten to a bloody pulp, with fingers, arms and legs broken. After spending 3 months in the hospital, then 2 in rehab she was able to call her friends,,,,,,"he knows, and he's got my copy of the video." Mr. Jones had her branded with a snake right between her tits.
For the next 3 years, each woman was attacked, beaten to a bloody pulp and also branded with a snake between their boobs. Once their husbands and boyfriends found the tattoo's they started asking questions and didn't like the answers.
The police were finally called and had the records of "No Big Deal" subpoenaed. Discovering that Mr. Jone's signature had been forged by fingerprints on the documents the entire "No Big Deal" company was shut down with Senior Management doing 7 to 15 for felony assaults.
Valkie was the last one. With facial software recognition approaching 80% accuracy, and then narrowed down by height it wasn't long until she was found and captured.
The bag man dropped Valkie in the middle of the abandoned warehouse. Slowly she came to only to discover that her ankles were chained 8" or so apart, then chained to her waist, then shackled to her wrists using rivets roughly 6" apart, which in turn was connected to the shackle around her neck. On the back side a similar arrangement of chain and wire rope existed except with welded hand holds.
"Where am I? Why am I chained-?" OH SHIT!
"Ah. You DO remember me. Just as well as I remember you, Ms. Valkie. I'm so glad you're awake now. Just as you jumped on my chest and flipped me around to get my attention, let me get your attention."
Valkie turned to run but was only picked up one handed like a suitcase and slammed into the concrete cinder block wall breaking her face, and a few bones.
At this time, the author of the this short second chapter will draw the black drapes to a close on the rest of this story. Because,,, in the end each of them got what they deserved and what they didn't deserve.
Anonymousabout 6 years agoAnd locks them all in a conference room.
He had a gun, and lots of ammo. Alas, there are no survivors.
