Dominic Wan, our raped-by-old-women prone lil scout, is about to embark on a new phase in life. Will life as an office boy be easier for this innocent teenager? Will he get to pass the next three months without incidents? OR……Will he get himself (or someone get him) into some Deeeeeeep trouble??
Get ready your tissue for your tears (and for anything else that need to be shot out from your body), and plastic bags as well if you need to puke, to watch the trials and tribulations of Dominic Wan in the Episode 3 of…………“I was RAPED!!”
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Episode 3 - Cornetto!
“You want to try some of my peanuts?” said a sexy voice that came from behind me.
I was surprised and quickly turned round. My eyes apprehended a nice, pleasant looking lady standing at the doorway, smiling at me. She was about mid-forties, short and had quite a fair bit of fats round her waist.
“Er…..I’m Dominic. I was sent by Ms Dorothy Li to ……” I attempted to explain.
“Oh! Hi! I’m Laodicea Gold. Ms Li has told me about you. Don’t you worry, I only do conveyancing in this firm, and hence I’ll just need you to help me to arrange some papers. You’ll be fine……You sure you don’t want some…. Pea…..nuts?” said the Mrs. Gold warmly while extending her right hand to shake mine.
As I stuck out my hand to shake Mrs. Gold’s hand, she noticed that I was still rain-soaked, as I had earlier been caught in the heavy downpour. “My dear boy! You’re very…………WET!” She stopped abruptly, and seemed to be examining me from head to toe, for ages. And, what seemed like 3 to 4 minutes of eternity, later, she continued, “Now, go to my bathroom and take out those clothing of yours and dry them. You’ll find a bath robe in there. I don’t want you to catch a cold.”
“But, Mrs. Gold….” I tried to reject the offer
“Uh uh! …..I insist!” Mrs. Gold told me firmly.
I marched into the attached bathroom grudgingly. As I closed the door and switched on the lights, I was instantly blinded by a sudden flash of golden coloured light. When the pupils of eyes had finally got used to the bright reflections all around, I strained them further to find my way around. “Wow!” I exclaimed, and presently, I could have felt what Ali Baba had felt when he entered the cave full of treasure. In the bathroom I could find GOLD TAPS, GOLD BASIN, GOLD SHOWER SET, GOLDEN TOILET BOWL SEAT, GOLD WALL HANGER, and even mirror with GOLD frame! Lee FamiLEE & Partners must be making a pile!
After staying stunned for about 5 minutes from the glaring opulence, I took off all my wet clothes, including my well soaked underwear and changed into the bath robe that was found hung on the wall. It seemed like the robe belonged to Mrs. Gold; the robe could only cover up to half of my thigh.
When I got out of the bathroom, Mrs. Gold was already stacking up piles of G.D.B. (Ghettoes Development Board) sales and resale agreements on a foldable table next to her big mahogany writing desk. When she saw me, she gave me instruction on how she wanted me to group all these paperwork. She left me alone to work while she left the room to attend a meeting.
By 10:30 a.m., I had completed my task. I leaned back and thought of taking a rest, but I had forgotten that I was actually sitting on a stool! I fell off and landed with a thud on the carpeted floor, while the bath robe flipped back, showing the naked lower half of me. Just then, the door opened. Mrs. Gold came in.
“Wow! Surprise, surprise! It is tea time and you’d started without me!” She beamed.
“Mrs. Gold, I can explain. I …….” I tried to stand up…….
“BAM!” Something hit my head and I fell back flat to the floor again, flinging the bath robe further apart, showing more clearly my penis and all.
“Call me Laodicea or …..Lao for short!” snapped Mrs. Gold. (Dear readers: Déjà vu ? hehehehehehehe!!)
“Please Mrs. Lao Gold! I’d just fallen off the stool. And I wasn’t having any tea….I promise! I was …….” Before I knocked off this time, I vaguely saw Mrs. Gold threw a big law book at me, striking me exactly between my eyes. She was literally throwing the books at me for having a teatime that I had not had! And boy, with such accuracy too!
As I collapsed back onto the floor, seeing stars, I could hear swift feet hurried about me. Before I knew it, my bath robe was untied and flipped wide aside, and Mrs. Gold was striding over me, NAKED!! I was not turned on by her figure. The types of figures that I had secretly peeped in the Playboy Magazine (when I was in Sec 2) were anywhere but on this person now striding over me and grinding her super bushy pussy on my chest! Her sagging breasts and the accompanying other physical features gave the exact composite make-up of ……………….Ah Meng the Orangutan!
Ah Meng….sorry! I meant Lao Gold, quickly went into action to coax my little penis to life. Wow! Was she a pro! With just a dozen of ferocious strokes with her hand she had actually commanded my little bro to stand full mast!
“Now, the tea break begins!” the friendly-lawyer-turned-man-eater hissed.
Lao dashed over to a mini fridge, and took a box from it. On her way back toward me, she randomly picked up one of the penis-and-testicles shaped glass containers that were filled with ………..PEANUTS!
A spasm of pain and sexual delights suddenly filled my hard, solid rod! Mrs. Gold was digging up ice cream from the tub and was presently covering my prick with it! Having done that, she poured the peanuts from the cock-shaped glassware all over the ice cream covered cock of mine.
“Bon appetite!” Mrs. Lao Gold congratulated herself as she started to devour me, or rather my hardened dick.
“Mmmmmmm!!!” Lao enthused.
“AAaaaaaaaaaarrrrggggghhhhhh!!!!!” I replied
“Mmmmmmm!!!!” Mrs. Gold slurped away the PEANUT and ice cream in her pervert bliss.
“AAaaaaaaaaaarrrrggggghhhhhh!!!!!” I screamed away, sensing that my bliss was near too!
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“Mmmmmmm!!!” Mrs. Laodicea Gold shut tight her eyes in euphoria.
“AAaaaaaaaaaarrrrggggghhhhhh!!!!!” I shut tight my eyes in euphoria too!
“Mmmmmmm!!!!” Lao Gold could sensed my eventual eruption.
“AAaaaaaaaaaarrrrggggghhhhhh!!!!!” I started to erupt.
As I cum, the MILF gleefully slurped away the ice cream together with my cum. Svenson should consider concocting a new taste like what was on my prick: Spewing Volcano. MILF would certainly love it.
“Mmmm…..chump chump chump ……PEANUTS taste delicious. Mmmmm………. someday, ……… chump chump chump…….all the people of Sillypore will learn to enjoy PEANUTS like me………chump chump chump…… they will know how valuable PEANUTS are!” said Mrs. Gold in between mouthfuls.
“Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiirrrr!!” the phone system rang out.
“Paging Mrs. Gold! Paging Mrs. Gold! Please come to the reception counter. Mr T T Durai is here.” Boomed the receptionist.
Is this the end of the peril of Dominic Wan? After he was sucked dry by
N
irmala
K
aninathan d/o
F
ugganathan, he had to endure such humiliation from Mrs. Lao Gold and her PEANUTS. What had become of morality??!!!!
For the tears, laughter, histeria, lust and ultimate corruption of the next episode of “I was RAPED!!”, stay tune!
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Quote:
Originally Posted by
5931
That mean had to wait till your next book then come just to see your rep market again
!By the way how many part have been out me after finish reading first part see rep up/down forget to follow which have been out!
Dear Bro 5931,
Sorry for this late reply. I think you’ve probably missed episode 2 (which you can find in page 4). And Episode 3’s just came out (here in page 6). Thanks for you support!
Regards,
DOM1
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Originally Posted by
asknot3
alamak…how come lidat….you use my real name you goot meh.
Dear Bro asknot3,
Oops! You mean asknot3 is not your nick, it’s your Real Name???!!!! Sorry.
Lidat how ah? Initially, I thought of using Bro bullwrath to play TTDurai, now I think I’ll have to cast him as TTDurai as well as Muthu liao lah!
Lidat goot boh? LOL!
Hey, just kidding man! As you must have noticed, episode 1 was started on an ad hoc basis with an unplanned-and-write-what-comes-along plot. Episode 2 followed with also quite a kadang kabot theme (with you included….). I think future episodes will follow episode 3’s format, with no casting (I’m also worried about the casted bros and sis coming to zapped me until I’m sent back to the Land of the Dead!)
So, Bro asknot3, I apologise again. (I think I’m making it a habit….poke you once, then say sorry ha, sorry ha……poke you again……again say sorry ha, sorry ha…..poke you for the third time….again say….heheheheheh!)
Cheers!
Regards,
DOM1
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Originally Posted by
DNAT
later he sue you for infringement of personal privacy without consent .. no joke
Dear Bro DNAT,
Wa! Wu yia bo??!!! Lidat I may also kana terok terok from that Durain liao lah?! How about Mrs Gold and her peanuts??? I’m a damn scared liao leh!
How ah? Anybody in Sam’s place ever kana sued before? Please tell.
Thanks!
Regards,
DOM1
Episode 4’s Trailer
“Paging Mrs. Gold! Paging Mrs. Gold! Please come to the reception counter. Mr T T Durai is here.”
Is there
SOMETHING
between Mrs. Gold and Thambi Durai? What will happen to our scout-turned-office-boy teenage hero?
On
25th July
, get ready your tissue for your tears (and for anything else that need to be shot out from your body), and plastic bags as well if you need to puke, for the
4th episode
of the trials and tribulations of Dominic Wan in…………
“I was RAPED!!”
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Gerard Ee
so Bro DOM1, how u manage to change from +11 to +90 & bk to +20??? no one got such pwr except u hor??? how to zap 70pts huh???? U & boss like relative is it????
Brudder,
Me and Boss are not relative lah! For super BIG rep point movement, you ain’t see nothing yet! I’d one guy who was shot from +18 to -99 then back to 36, then up somemore to 360, ……..eventually rise to 6870! and rep power of 17!
heheheheh….I’m not bluffing.
DOM1
Episode 4 - The Real Juice.
“Paging Mrs. Gold! Paging Mrs. Gold! Please come to the reception counter. Mr T T Durian is here.”
“Quick! Go into the bathroom and change!” Mrs. Gold commanded me.
Remnants of cum-soiled-peanut were falling off from my prick onto the floor as I dragged myself to the washroom, forming a trail of unsightly debris. When I was inside the bathroom, I could hardly recognize myself. The reflection on the gold reamed mirror showed an image of a sixteen year old boy with no discernable trace of innocence. Ravaged by two rapes within half a year, anybody would be in this pathetic state too, especially when the crime were committed by two ugly old hags.
My cock was still partially covered with ice cream, peanuts and layers of my own semen, when I took some toilet paper to wipe away all this mess of smudginess. Just then, muffled conversation vaguely filtered into the bathroom. I was still half covered by the presently well-crumpled bathrobe, when, with my curiosity throwing all my woes to the back of my mind, I put my ears to the door of the bathroom and listened, instead of getting changed.
“Oh! Darling! Can you give me just one more minute!” shouted Mrs. Gold, which was followed by the sound of her frantic housekeeping.
A few minutes later, I hear Mrs. Gold opening the door. I could not help but opening the toilet door a little to peep and investigate what was going on outside. To my surprise, the first thing that caught my sight was the amalgamation of a flabby, although clothed, body and that of an Indian man; Mrs. Gold was kissing her guest avidly.
“Mmmmmmmmm….Darling……Darling…..can you just stop for a …….mmmmmm…..while?” begged the Indian guy.
“Yes?” replied Mrs. Gold in a trance like manner.
“What kept you so long? And,….what’s this….hmmmm….Have you been eating ice-cream, hmmmmm…strawberry ice cream, …..peanuts…….and………..hmmmmm………what’s that fishy taste….sushi??” said that guy.
“Well, I was just having a little tea break. Now, tell me, what has been keeping you so busy lately” Mrs. Gold calmly deflected the question to other subject.
“As you know, Dr Park Peh Sen and I are currently working very hard with the National Kleptomaniac Foundation that he has founded. It is not easy to get funding from the peasants. I’m really working my butt off but the results are not encouraging. I’m trying very hard to convince him to include sicknesses which are more easily understood and thereby a wider appeal for donation.” Mr. Durian explained.
“Oh! That Fug Peasant! He’s quite a good peasant fugger, isn’t he? Of course, he’s never as scheming as both you and I. We are a match made in Heaven. But, atlas, we are not meant to be married to each other……….and it’s all because of your MOTHER!” Mrs. Gold got agitated as she neared the end of her sentence.
“Come now! You don’t have to bring in my mother!” Mr. Durian retorted.
“She was always picking on me. She was snapping at my curry being too diluted or too thick, the prata not made to the right thickness, right diameter, and the list went on and on!”
“My mother is not the sole cause! You should look at your racist father! You think I didn’t know what he said behind me? I overheard quite a number of times when he spoke to you in his room before our dates, he was calling me a thief; he was saying quite aloud something like: Ah
N
ey
K
apo
F
und! Ah
N
ey
K
apo Fund!”
“Darling, you’ve got it all wrong! My dad was saying: Ah Ney’s Kind of Fun!”
Just then, Mrs. Gold detected his Indian prince’s eye staring at the mess on the floor. She quickly pulled his arm and led him to sofa set at the far end of the office. “Dear, why not we sit down here and talk. Would you like to have some tea and, perhaps, some………….PEANUT?”
As Mr. Durian sat down, he stared intensely at the eyes of the presently smut-looking mother of two kids. “Are you still into this food fetish thing? Ice cream and peanuts! These things really bring back fond memories indeed.”
Mrs. Gold shut her eyes tight as if she’s having an orgasm soon, just by the mere suggestion of her favourite little pastime. In a moment not too soon, when she snapped out from her little quick fantasy, she snared at his old flame and said, “What do you think?”
“Didn’t Woody help you to reach your winter ecstasy?” asked the Indian man.
“He’d scream frost bite way before my first scoop reached his cock!” Mrs. Gold ridiculed.
“Woody Gold! My best friend indeed! He made me his best man when he married you……”
“Dear, you know I’d no choice! My dad was ……Anyway, you scheming little devil, you’ve got him into the Gahmen and now that he’s such a busy Ministar, you have more chance to meet me. You think I didn’t know your agenda behind this eagerness to help your BEST friend?”
There was silence followed by heavy moaning sound coming from Mrs. Gold. Then, suddenly, Mrs. Gold stopped and said, “No darling! Not today! I’m sort of inconvenience. I’ve got a meeting soon!”
“I want to do you here in the office! I’d always have this fantasy of me doing you here, in Lee’s office!” The Indian man insisted.
“Dear……Dear…..stop it! I say stop it!” Mrs. Laodicea Gold commanded, pushing Mr. Durian off the sofa seat, as she shifted and stood up. “Why not we meet at our usual meeting place tonight?”
Seeing that his advancement had been impeded, Mr. Durian stood up and walked toward the bathroom. I quickly dashed into the bath tub and pulled the shower screen to cover myself. Mrs. Gold was heard asking, “Where are you going?”
“I need to use the toilet!” The Indian man replied.
“But….but……..” Mrs. Gold desperately tried to grab him but it was too late. Mr. Durian had strode into the bathroom, and he immediately exclaimed, “Wow! Look at what we have here! One of these days, I’ll have an attached bathroom to my office like yours. Well…..at least one that comes with a …………….Gold Tap!”
Will Dominic Wan be discovered by this thambi? And if he’s discovered, what will the thambi do to him? For the tears, laughter, hysteria, lust and ultimate corruption of the next episode of “I was RAPED!!”, stay tune!
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Originally Posted by
ricardo
bro dom,
where is your next installment? like a bit late leh.
Dear Bro ricardo,
Here’s the 4th installment. I’ll try my best to stay and finish the whole story, if the circunstances permit, because I may be booted out of this place anytime.
Thanks for your support.
Regards,
DOM1
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Originally Posted by
chongster
I’m sure u wun dio boot liao… cos everyone oso waiting for episode 5
Dear chongster,
Thanks for your support. It’s not about everybody wanting to boot me (OR maybe they really do!! LOL!). It’s about me trying to be a lau hero wanting to stick my nose into some meddlesome thing started by some A*hole (yes, related to the A*star thingy of the Gahmen, you’re right!) going around pretending to be a moderator!
Should be booted out or something, I’ll somehow make a farewell announcement here, if there’s really some followings for my stupid cock tales, that is!
Cheers!
Regards,
DOM1