The Fall of a Breakfast Host

by itscalledhazing

story tags: bukkake, newsreader, non consentual, blowjob, anal,
punishment, japanese, humiliation, non-con, noncon

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A newsreader reaps what she sows and its all caught on TV.

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"Good morning, and welcome to The Breakfast Show. I'm Bill Trunch..."

"...and I'm Susanna Read. Good morning, to all you early risers. We are
live here in sleepy Manchester, and we will be with you as you wake up
right through to ten this morning. We'll have news, sports, and the
latest views and opinions from around Britain and the rest of the
world."

Susanna beamed at the camera. It was the last day before she moved to a
rival company and the announcement would be all over the papers the
next day. At the moment, no one at the studio knew she was about to
leave.

Up until a couple of months ago, she had only been known for flirting
with the various famous men she interviewed. But her popularity soared
when she took part on a primetime dance show. Even though her dancing
was awful, the small dresses, wiggling hips, and sultry looks had
increased her army of followers. All in all, it had led her to the
final of the competition. 

Although she had lost that Susanna had never been more sought after. A
week later she was approached by channel 69 and offered a lucrative
contract to front their new breakfast show. Before she could move she
still had one more show to present. 

She smiled as the camera still lingered on her. Despite being in her
mid forties she was a stunning woman. The hours of dance practice had
toned and sculpted her already sexy body. She was once again wearing a
figure-hugging black dress, the colour contrasting beautifully with her
bronze skin. The dress cut off just above the knees, and as she looked
into the camera, she slowly unfolded her legs before crossing them back
over, giving a brief, teasing glimpse up her skirt. It was what the
cameraman was waiting for; a classic Susanna-Read move and the male
viewers loved her for it. 

"Before all that, here are today's newspaper front pages."

***

"Have camera two zoom in on the headline and hold," Mick barked his
command, which was instantly obeyed. "Get camera four ready for a shot
of 'The Mail.'"

Standing in the production room as the head director of the morning
show, Mick prowled back and forth, keeping an eye of the dozen screens
in front of him. During his twenty-one years with the company he had
worked his way up from a runner to a camera operator to an assistant
director and for the last five years he had full control. He was proud
of the team he had assembled, and now everything ran like a well oiled
machine. He had no intention of relinquishing control anytime soon. 

"Switch to camera four, and keep Bill's face and paper in
sight...good." Without taking his eyes from the bank of monitors he
asked, "Where's my croissant, Will?"

A squeak came from the doorway followed by a flow of apologetic words. 

"F-fuck! S-sorry, Sir..." Will stammered, he was one of many unpaid
interns working for the company and at that moment he was watching his
idol Susanna on the screen when he should have been offering the crew
food and drink.

"I don't want to hear any excuses, lad, just get it done." Mick said
dismissively before directing his attention to one of the shows
researchers. "Emma, the last I heard, we had all of the equipment, but
the guys who worked it weren't here yet. You got an update for me?"

With a quick glance at her phone, Emma shook her head. "Sorry Sir. I
got in contact with the museum, but all they said was that the two guys
were meant to be here and no one else is qualified to use the
equipment." 

The 'equipment' in question was a collection of torture devices from a
newly-opened museum in London. In a brain storming session earlier in
the week, Emma had suggested that it would be better to have a
practical demonstration with the two presenters at the studio rather
than send a reporter out to the museum. Not only would it eat up time,
but there was a good chance it could go viral. Having millions of
people watch it on social media was the Holy Grail for broadcasters and
it was what the station bosses yearned for.

However whilst the rack, finger clamps, nail pullers, and pillory had
appeared yesterday, the two experts who were meant to arrive this
morning to showcase the items were nowhere to be seen and there was no
way of contacting them.

"Look, Emma," Mick said, shaking his head, "this is your baby. You're
in control of it so get something done." He watched as she stood and
ran from the officer, phone in hand frantically punching in another
number. Ignoring her Mick fixed his gaze once more on the screens in
front of him and settled down to watch the show.

It was now two hours into the show and everything was going smoothly
except for the absence of the two experts. The clock was ticking
towards eight when Will approached Mick and tapped him on the shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Sir, but you are wanted in the head news office." 

"What? Why?" Mick asked then realised the boy would have no idea,
waving Will away he made his way to the doorway grabbing a doughnut
from the box that lay by the door and stuffed it in his mouth.

"Sam you know what to do, I'll be ba— Urgh!" The half chewed dough
flew from Mick's mouth landing on the back of a junior researcher's
head. "What the fuck is that, Jordan?"

There on a computer screen was a well dressed Japanese woman standing
behind a desk. A man stood to her left wanking and on her right a man
was climaxing on her pretty face. 

Mick was only five meters from the door, but he was frozen, his
attention was firmly on the screen in the corner of the office. He
could see Jordan Henworthy trying to close the browser page whilst at
the same time cover the screen from everyone in the office.

"It's nothing, Sir...just...just nothing," Jordan mumbled.

Mick was now stood behind his colleague, his mouth open in shock while
he took in the video that was still playing on the screen. Trying to
hide his anger, he said, "You best have a fucking good explanation."

"It's my brother-in-law, Sir. He sent me this link in an email and
well, usually, the videos are funny. You remember the video we showed
last week of that baby giraffe learning to walk? That came from him
and...well I was expecting the same. But I got this instead." Jordan
spoke quickly trying to get all his excuses out and at the same time
avoiding the death stare from his boss.

"Japanese newsreader gets bukkake," Mick read out the title slowly.

One man sniggered loudly whilst others in the room knowing what the
title meant tried to hide their smirks, but most of the crew looked on
in confusion and all the while the video continued to play.

"Close it before you get a call from IT you idiot, and I'll talk to you
when I get back." With that said the last thing Mick saw as he left the
office was a fat Japanese man forcing his limp dick in between the
female newsreader's mouth, whilst another man was wrapping her damp
black hair around his cock, using it to wank himself off. Shaking his
head in disbelief, Mick left the office and made his way to the lift to
go up to the forty-fourth floor.

With his mind distracted by the obscene video the journey to his boss's
door went far quicker than usual. He was contemplating whether he
should sack the fool or laugh the incident off when he knocked on his
boss's door before making his way in.

"You wanted to see me, Karl?" Mick was only one of a few people who
were allowed to call Karl Weathers by his first name. They had known
each other for over twenty years. When they had first met, Mick was
fresh faced intern in the industry, and Karl was a camera man and over
the years, they had become close friends.

"Yeah," Karl said, waving him toward his desk. "Cheers for coming so
quickly mate. I know you're pretty busy keeping everyone focused.
Fridays always were a fucking nightmare!"

Mick chuckled. "Tell me about it! Are you still coming out tonight? Got
a fresh bunch of interns to break in. If I even have to pay for a
drink, someone is going to get fired." He laughed loudly, failing to
notice Karl wasn't joining in. "And after last year, if I don't have a
girl offering me her arse, I'll be disappointed!"

"Um... yes. Well that is kind of what I needed to talk to you about."
Karl said after Mick had finished laughing. Standing up, Karl briefly
looked out of his window.

The sun was barely breaking through the night and usually Karl would
have still been asleep at home and Mick was wondering what could have
brought his old friend here. Suddenly he became more nervous.

Standing in front of the large mirror behind Karl's desk Mick looked at
himself for the first time that day. He was forty three years old and
he looked older. The once luscious head of hair was now receding and
there were more grey hairs than brown, yet whilst his hair faded his
stomach grew. His once eager brown eyes were now saddled with large
bags and even his skin had turned an unhealthy white colour from being
in a dark room in front of screens all day. In short he didn't look
good and he awkwardly tried to smarten himself up before Karl turned
back around.

"As you know we were trying to get Susanna on a new deal. Well we
failed. This is her last day with us." Karl said still looking outside.

"What! Fuck no! There's no way... it's not possible. She knows she
would be nothing without us. We made her a star... I don't believe
you."

Karl groaned in response before continuing, "Not only is she leaving
today but she has made a complaint about the team."

Mick watched as his boss picked up the fax from his desk and handed it
over to him. It was from Susanna's lawyers, quickly he skimmed through
the letter and then with his knuckles turning white he read it again
slower.

"What it basically says is that she felt that she was working in a
threatening environment." Karl said loudly, "'Sexist and ageist
comments were commonplace' and she mentions you allowed and encouraged
the comments."

Karl walked to his friend and pulled the sheet from Mick's clenched
fist before pointing at a highlighted passage before speaking again
"But worse of all she has made an allegation of sexual harassment
against you." Karl stopped and silence filled the room.

"Listen Mick, We have known each other for long enough for me to know
that any allegation against you is bullshit but with the #metoo
movement bigger than ever and not to mention the fact that some of the
celebrities we've hired turning out to be sexual predators its not
going to look good if she makes any allegation public and we've been
found to ignore it. You have to understand that I have to take action
for the good of the channel." As he spoke Karl stood up and made his
way to the water cooler.

"Now having talked with my seniors I have convinced them not to sack
you, instead they have agreed to suspend your team with full pay until
the investigation has run its course." Karl still speaking pushed the
water cup into his friend's hands.

Mick's eyes had glazed over as he closed his eyes. All he could see was
the word 'harassment' 'sexist' and 'misogynistic' flash in bright neon
lights in his mind. He felt sick. 

"I... I've got a show to finish." He finally managed to mumble. 

"Mick, listen to me when I sat this. You are ordered to go and tell
your staff they are all suspended. We have a backup crew coming to
relieve you in thirty minutes by which point you will be leaving. Look
mate, we'll meet up this evening together and talk about what you
should do next." Karl talked slowly and deliberately wanting to make
sure that Mick took in what he was saying.

"Thirty minutes?" Mick asked ignoring and without waiting for an answer
he slowly got to his feet and stumbled out of the office towards the
lift.

As soon as the lift doors shut Mick let his rage take over. Clenching
his fist he punched the metal wall. The pain coursed through his hand
but he didn't feel it. Again and again he punched the wall until his
knuckles were glistening with blood. He would have screamed but his dry
throat refused him so he slumped to the floor and moaned.

His whole career was collapsing, he had never spoken anything that
could be considered sexist or abusive to Susanna in fact he rarely
spoke to her now that he was director. He thought about all the other
people who had been accused, what had once been flourishing careers
ground to a halt and it was inevitable that this was now going to
happen to him.

What he didn't understand was why now, why had this all come out when
Susanna was leaving rather than during the dozen years she had been on
the show. He searched his mind for a reason and the only thing he could
think of was that it was her way of sticking a middle finger up at the
show. Maybe she had been told by her new bosses to torpedo her old
show. What would be better for a brand new show than to open with a
story highlighting sexual harassment in a rival breakfast show?

With his mind preoccupied trying to figure out exactly what he had done
to annoy the star presenter he soon found himself in the production
room. Looking around the small office he noticed most of the screens
were showing a reporters film of the recent floods. Ignoring them his
eyes were drawn to the two screens that showed the two presenters
sitting down. Bill was busy checking the script and Susanna was having
her makeup redone.

Seeing her bored face ignoring the makeup girl flicked a switch
snapping Mick out of his trance. All pity he felt for himself was
replaced by burning anger, selecting the radio frequency used solely
for the filming crew he held down the intercom button and cleared his
throat before speaking.

"Attention everybody, this is Mike. I have some bad news for you so pay
attention. I have just come back from the boss's office and we are all
suspended pending further investigation. In twenty five minutes we all
have to leave the office. An email has been sent to you all giving you
more information. If you have any other questions I am in the
production room."

Immediately as he stopped talking the entire crew dropped tools and
made their way to him, yelling questions as they did. The two
presenters were still on the sofa. Confusion on their faces as they
found themselves suddenly alone but they were professional and they
remained seated waiting for further instructions.

"Everybody shut up and let Mike talk." The voice carried over the
fourteen men and women who were now crowded into the room.

"Yeah thanks Dan... well to sum it up Susanna is leaving us and as a
going away present she has decided to bend us all over and ram her fist
up our arses. She's made an official complaint saying she was made to
work in a sexist and threatening environment." He laughed quietly
before continuing.

"Now I know there is a lot of anger but I think we need to wait for her
side of the story before jumping to concl... ah fuck this. You know
what! Fuck her and her smug fucking face. Jordan, lets try that bukkake
thing?"

"What!" Dan exclaimed loudly, echoing everyone else's thoughts and then
the room went silent.

Whilst Mick had been out of the room everyone had been gossiping about
what had happened with Jordan and his email. The people who didn't know
what a bukkake was had searched it and now everyone was clued up on
what Jordan had been watching.

"Everybody just look at that bitch." Mick exclaimed and pointed to the
screens where the perfect face of Susanna Read smiled as she pretended
to listen to a sports report.

"Now if I had to guess she was told by her new employers to run a smear
campaign against us so that we lose viewers. So in effect we are all
out of a job and that bitch will be laughing at us earning fucking
millions. So personally I can't think of a better way to send her off
to her new job, her pretty face plastered in cum live for the whole
nation to see!"

The room fell back into another uncomfortable silence. There was
shuffling of feet and nervous coughs but no one was brave enough to
speak until Emma stepped forward and said "I agree." 

Instantly the room descended into hushed conversation which meant Emma
had to speak louder to make her voice heard. "Look guys, just imagine
her face on every newspaper, magazine, news shows, internet and best of
all every single person in the world will see it." Emma took a deep
breath before continuing. "She has ruined us with these allegations.
Think about how many celebrities who are now blacklisted even the few
that were found innocent. Rumours stick and they will follow us where
ever we go. I think it's only fair that in return we destroy her
career... well unless she decides to break into porn!" 

The room broke into laughter clearing any tension that there was. Once
again people started conversations until a young man loudly announced.
"But... but how? She would run away as soon as the first guy whips out
his cock unless we fill a bucket of cum and throw it over her?" 

A cameraman piped up yet his eyes were fixed on the television screen
which was still on a close up of Susanna's face. His cock was painfully
hard.

"Emma, I'm going to assume that those two guys from the museum haven't
turned up." Mick asked. He still hadn't taken his eyes off the screen
which was on a close up of Susanna's face. His cock was painfully hard.

"Nope, no sign of them" She answered.

"Perfect, now I'm going to pretend to be the expert on these torture
things. Jordan I need you to make something believable for me to say on
the teleprompter. Shaun you are going to convince Bill and Susanna to
play along. Cliff, keep those cameras on a wide shot of the sofa and
someone make sure that this door and the studio doors are jammed shut.
Stan you'll be getting the torture devices on set and the rest of you
get your cocks ready. I reckon there are enough of us here to coat this
bitch!"

Straightening out his tie, Mick poured then drank a cup of water before
moving to the door that led to the studio. His mind was racing with the
implications of what he was about to do but it was too late - Bill was
already announcing him onto the set.

"...and now ladies and gentleman, we have had some pretty memorable
things in the studio before but what we are about to see next is
something very special. Please welcome Dr. Michael Rig from the museum
of warfare, and more specifically, their new exhibition on torture!"
Bill finished the introduction, and shook Mick's hand.

"Good morning Bill and Susanna." Mick smiled warmly as he sat across
from the presenting couple. 

Neither Bill nor Susanna had any idea it was Mick they shared the couch
with, he was covered in a long black cloak and over his head there was
now a black executioner's hood. The plan had been for one of the two
experts to be dressed up as an executioner whilst the other spoke but
instead Mick had it on looking sinister despite his cheerful voice.

Bill was quickly scanning through his notes trying to find a suitable
question to ask meanwhile Susanna was performing the fourth leg switch
of the day. Slowly her right leg lifted and fell to the floor then
bending over to have a drink of coffee she pushed her chest together,
increasing her cleavage for the camera before lifting her left leg over
the right and faced Mick.

"Well it's very nice of you to join us this morning. Now I know some
people are ashamed of their bed hair when they wake up but I think you
have taken it a bit too far." Susanna chuckled at her impromptu joke.
It wasn't often she said something that she thought was funny without a
script and she continued to giggle as Bill took over.

The Fall of a Breakfast Host

by itscalledhazing (UID 1298984)

https://www.literotica.com/s/the-fall-of-a-breakfast-host

A newsreader reaps what she sows and its all caught on TV.

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"So this is a brand new exhibition which details some of the torture
techniques used throughout history." Bill had picked up one of the
clamps and proceeded to tightened it. "And judging from the look of
some of these things I can imagine they were very effective!" 

"Of course they were Bill" Susanna giggled as she pulled the clamps
from her co presenter and knowingly held them at the height of her
nipples. "They wouldn't have been used if they weren't! Though I think,
now days they have a different use!" She raised an eyebrow before
letting out an airy laugh as Bill chuckled and Mick laughed loudly.

<hr pg="2" />"Well I can't say for certain about modern times but only
two hundred years ago these were still being used. Our ancestors were
incredibly inventive when it came to making people talk! We have
recreated some of the devices used and every day there is practical
demonstrations for any visitors brave enough to try." As Mick talked he
stood up and stood by the stretch rack.

"Now Bill if you would like to join me over here and you can leave your
jacket on the couch, we don't want you to be too uncomfortable!"

Bill looked into the camera with a bemused expression on his face, he
clearly wasn't comfortable with what was about to happen but Cliff who
was behind camera one just nodded his head in encouragement. Bill
shared a laugh with Susanna as she helped him take off his jacket. 

Making his way towards Mick, without prompting, he lifted himself on
the table and straightened his arms towards the straps. "I assume this
is the position you want me in?"

"That's brilliant." Mick replied. "Wow, I don't think anyone in the
history of the rack has been so compliant! So if you stay still and I
will strap you in, just let me know if you are in any discomfort."

"Isn't that the whole point?" Bill quipped causing widespread laughter
from the three of them.

Taking hold of Bill's hand Mick wrapped the strap around and tightened
before doing the same with the other hand and feet.

"So in this position obviously you have no where to go and you are at
the mercy of the man in charge of the wheel." Mick spoke slowly and
with each word he gently cranked up the wheel stretching the smiling
Bill.

"Oh my word! Bill, I can see it working!" Susanna remarked as she
joined Mick, both of them looking down on the male presenter.

"I have always wanted to be a couple of inches taller!" Bill joked but
the look he gave Mick made it clear he was not amused.

"I don't remember saying you could talk prisoner! So we'll just leave
you here." Mick smiled as he took Susanna's arm and lead her over to
the middle of the couch where the pillory now stood. The wooden
structure was around a meter and a half high, the two legs were
connected by a forty centre meter plank of wood that could be split in
two. Within the plank of wood were three holes, two for hands and one
in the middle for the head.

"Whilst your colleague thinks about his rudeness, I think we should
demonstrate this contraption. Now this one actually isn't technically a
torture device more a method of pubic humiliation but it is one of the
most well know and popular pieces in the museum so we just had to bring
it along."

Lifting up the top of the pillory Mick motioned for Susanna to get into
position behind the wooden contraption. With a smile of reassurance he
watched as she dropped her head and hands into the semi circles before
speaking again.

"So this is how it works, the criminal has their head and hands
entrapped in the three circles and unable to move. Like so..." He
slowly dropped the top and made sure that Susanna was secured before
locking the latch at the side. Looking up from her position she waved
her hands and smiled for the camera. Meanwhile Mick stood by the side
and began rubbing his swollen cock.

"Well I must say this doesn't seem so bad. Though I'm guessing this is
when the people start to throw rotten tomatoes and vegetables at you,
and you can't do a thing to defend yourself!" Her microphone unleashed
a barrage of static with each word while she tried to pull herself out
of the trap.

"Well I think the kids will really love this but now I think we... wait
what the fuck do you think you're doing!" In the middle of doing a wrap
for the segment she had turned her head to acknowledge Mick when she
saw him standing next to her with his trousers around his ankles, his
stiff cock in his hand.

Kicking his trousers and boxers off he slowly he pumped his shaft
before walking over to her face. Underneath his mask he was in a trance
like state. He stopped with his prick within touching distance from her
face, she looked aghast at his wet tip, her eyes crossing as it drew
closer touching her forehead before pulling away.

At this point her struggles became more frantic, Mick laughed in
response. As he got closer he prodded her left cheek with his head
leaving a bit of pre cum on her then did the same with her right.
Taking her soft brown hair in his right hand he gripped it and forced
her to look up at him.

"Now Susanna, these stocks were meant to be a public humiliation but we
don't have any rotten vegetables here to throw at you so I've had to
improvise." He laughed again. Holding her hair tight he pulled her head
back allowing him to push the tip of his cock against the tightly
pursed bright red lips of Susanna Read.

Behind the camera there was scene of stunned silence. Everyone was
frozen and eyes were transfixed on the scene in front of them. None of
them had actually expected Mick to go ahead with his plan and even
seeing it in front of them it didn't seem real let alone how dirty it
looked.

One of the most famous presenters of breakfast news was helpless, gone
was the superior look that she usually wore and instead it was replaced
with panic as she tried stop the cock in her face pushing past her
lips.

"Fucking hell this is insane!" Dan exclaimed as he stared at what was
happening in front of him. His cock straining against his briefs
wanting to be released and without any prompting he had kicked his
trousers off. Stepping out of them he grabbed a balaclava that the team
had used as a joke prop during a weather segment and hurried to other
side of Susanna. 

Mick noticed that she looked up at Dan with hope, perhaps expecting him
to stop what was happening but quickly her face turned dismay when she
saw another glistening prick in her face. It must have been that moment
of optimism turning to resignation that was enough to send Dan over the
edge.

With a grunt a thick load of Dan's semen landed between her eyes and
quickly trickled down her nose. The first was quickly followed by a
second and a third all of them hitting her face. She watched almost in
slow motion as the first batch came hurtling towards her, quickly she
shut her eyes and recoiled as she felt the thick cum splash against her
forehead.

It was this that broke Susanna's frightened silence, "Ahhh! Fucking
hell! What the fuck are you doing?! Stop this you bastards! Stop this
at once!" Her voice came out in a shrill shriek and not at like the
usual flirty playful tone that she usually adopted.

There was no answer except for a strained grunt from her left, which to
her great misfortune, caused the presenter to turn her face and see
Dan's cock spurt one last load directly into her open mouth.

It all happened so quickly that Susanna didn't have time to spit the
load out before Mick's cock was in her face. Seeing that her perfect
lips were open Mick took the golden opportunity presented to him and
shoved his prick into her mouth. Once again Susanna unable to believe
what was happening made her freeze allowing Mick to thrust in and out
until his pulsating cock erupted.

"Urgh... what the..." Susanna wanted to scream but all that came out
was a gurgle as Mick placed his large hand on the back of her head,
pushing his prick deeper inside. Her tongue was coating his shaft with
warm spit adding to the intense feelings for Mick causing his legs to
twitch involuntary in excitement.

All the fears and worries Mick had from the morning had somehow
transferred into the spunk that was now making its way down his former
colleague's throat.

The surreal situation had numbed Susanna into letting Mick use her
mouth as a cum-dump. The thick salty taste made her gag but with his
thick prick blocking her from spitting out she had little option but to
swallow all of it.

With a final shudder Mick staggered back and watched as Dan jumped in
his place. Grasping Susanna's face he shoved his cock between her lips
and pumped wildly. His cum was already plastered on her face but he
wasn't going to miss out on her mouth.

Mick was now sitting on the couch breathing heavily when he suddenly
laughed. He had an image of Susanna Read waking up for work a smug look
on her face as she thought she had successfully fucked over her old
company. Fast forward to the present with cum trickling down her hair
and face, her perfect world was in pieces and it had only just begun.

Whilst Mick was daydreaming another stiff prick had appeared, this one
was a short stumpy penis and the owner was stroking Susanna's hair
before carefully wrapping it around his shaft. He gently began to
thrust his hips and from the pleasure on his face he was enjoying the
soft silky hair wanking him off. With Dan gripping her face as he
fucked her mouth Susanna could do nothing as she heard the man abusing
her hair grunt and then felt a warm load of spunk coat her ear.

Mick watched as she struggled, he saw her try to wiggle her hands free
but there was no way out. She was stuck fast. 

By now all of the men in the studio were standing bottomless. Their
cocks grasped in their hands, odd bits of clothing over their faces
disguising them for the camera as they waited for their chance to
unleash their cum onto the helpless presenter's face. 

With his prick now soft Dan reluctantly backed away and quickly someone
replaced him refilling Susanna's mouth. Sperm was dripping from her
abused lips and strong smell of the dick currently in her mouth made
her want to gag. 

For the first time since Dan had shot the first load Susanna opened her
eyes. Brown pubes filled her vision and immediately the cock that
invaded her mouth felt bigger. It was when she felt a hand grip her
head and hold her face still that she saw a blinking red light from the
main camera. It then dawned on her that this was all been recorded, her
cum covered face that was getting fucked was on the television sets
around the nation.

Yet if she had looked to her left she would see something more worrying
than that. There was line of at nine men, their faces covered and
swollen pricks out ready for their turn.

The only consolation that she could think of was that someone somewhere
must be putting an end to it, any second now she expected the armed
police to smash down the door, knock the men surrounding her senseless
and release her from this hell.

A smile began to play on her lips as she imaged Mick being tasered in
the groin but that was all forgotten as another man unloaded in her
mouth causing her to splutter. Quickly his cock was whipped away giving
her chance to spit before a man with the largest penis she had ever
seen came into view.

"I see you like the look of my monster! You're going to love it filling
that pretty mouth of yours!" The sneering words cut through Susanna.
She realised she did actually wanted it and unconsciously she licked
her lips before the man thrust forward. Already his two hands gripped
her hair as he roughly pushed inside forcing two thirds of his cock
into her mouth before she started to gag. Her lips were stretched
painfully around his shaft and as she tried to breathe around him she
felt herself drooling but still he continued to push.

She was starting to run out of oxygen when luckily she felt his cock
stiffen and his hands clamp her head. The man's body tensed, he tried
to push more of his shaft down her throat as his climax took control.
His large hands held her in place, pulling her hard against his groin
desperately trying to get the last couple of inches buried. Once again
it left Susanna with no choice but to swallow so she could breathe. She
couldn't believe how much cum this guy was unloading in her mouth as
she gulped down as much as possible.

As soon as she felt his hands let go of her head she pulled herself
away, gagging and spluttering when his prick dropped from her mouth. A
large glob of drool splattered on the floor quickly followed by a wad
of spunk. She moaned as she spat out another load of cum and then she
realised that for the first time in a long time there wasn't a cock in
her mouth. She wanted to say something, anything that may put a stop to
this whole circus but instead a brown curved prick came into view.

"Fuck off... Fuck no you bastards" Susanna pleaded. Luckily for her she
kept her eyes to the floor because if she had looked up she would have
got another face full of cum. The man in front of her was frantically
wanking then roared as his swollen cock spewed three large globs of
spunk onto her hair. The offending person had wanted to shove himself
into her mouth but he couldn't control his excitement and ended up
coating her once immaculate hair.

With her wet hair now sticking to her face another man pushed his cock
into her conquered mouth. Ten minutes had passed since Mick had locked
her into place, her jaw was incredibly sore, her mascara was running
down her eyes mixing with the cum that was already there and her bright
red lipstick was now smeared on her chin as well as on several men's
pricks. Still there was no sign of it stopping and the cameras
continued to roll.

***

Meanwhile, upstairs Karl Weathers was in a foul mood. First he had to
effectively sack his oldest friend but now his morning was turning into
a nightmare. The television screen in his room was showing live
pictures of one of the most in-demand presenters getting face raped and
it was all happening in the very building he controlled. When Susanna
Read had uttered the first swear word Karl had been notified and then
seconds later all of his phones rang, emails flew in and his secretary
began to knock frantically on the door.

Initially he was unable to believe the preposterous story and even when
he turned on the television and stood watching as a prick splattered
cum all over Susanna's face he was still unable to believe it was real.
It was when his receptionist threw open the door and screamed his name
that he finally knew this wasn't a nightmare. 

Ignoring the panicking woman he rushed from the office through the
corridors and down the stairs. Pulling his mobile phone out he ignored
all the missed calls and tried to connect to Mick. By the time he had
reached the answer message Karl was outside the production room.
Banging on the door he got no answer and trying the handle he found it
locked. 

"Let me in. Mick, open this fucking door at once!" Karl screamed,
banging loudly on the locked studio door but like all studios the door
was sound proofed and his demands went unheard. With a yell he ran into
the door with his shoulder hoping it would give way.

***

"Ahhh... gahhh..." Susanna gagged as another long cock forced its way
into her mouth. Once again her head was gripped tightly between two
strong hands. The man was now balls deep in, the tip of his prick was
now invading her throat. He ignored her muffled protests and began to
thrust in and out, groaning loudly.

"Fuck your mouth feels great... Fuck yeah! You like being a cum-dump
don't you. You fucking dirty slut." The man grunted through gritted
teeth.

"Hurry the fuck up mate. I can't hold it much longer." One of the
younger guys called out in the queue.

Mick took that moment to pull out his phone, ignoring the call from
Karl he selected the camera option and zoomed in on Susanna's face. He
waited patiently until he heard a loud roar from the man who had been
reaming her mouth. The man grunting loudly, pulled out before his prick
erupted. Mick smiled as he took some pictures of the famous woman's cum
drenched face. The fresh load of cum joined the numerous others on her
face. It trickled from her nose to her bottom lip and chin before
dropping to the floor.

Selecting a couple of the pictures he uploaded them to the official
news channels twitter feed. As Mick scrolled through the pictures he
felt his cock responding again. It had been years since he had been
able to cum twice in a single session but seeing two men wanking
furiously over Susanna's slumped face he knew he had to cum again.

Striding over to the pillory, he sidestepped one of the crew trying to
force his prick into Susanna's closed mouth. Standing behind Susanna he
appreciated her tight body, even though she was in her forties she
looked fantastic and because she was bent to get into the contraption
her arse was jutting out attracting his gaze.

Reaching out with a hand he gripped her exposed thigh and immediately
felt Susanna tense. 

Despite have half a dozen different male semen over her face the
feeling of Mick's hand worried her.

"Hey don't..." She began, her head whipping up as she tried to look
behind her but with her head firmly trapped all she achieved was to
give one of the men the opportunity to push his cock into her mouth
muting any protests.

Unperturbed by her complaint Mick grasped the zip on the back of the
dress and pulled it down. When the zip reached to bottom the dress
split and dropped off her shoulders and onto the floor. The pale yellow
panties that she had teased the viewers with throughout the show were
now on full display along with a matching bra.

It was all too much for the two men in front of her. The younger man
who currently had his prick buried in her mouth he released a torrent
of spunk. The older man meanwhile continued to jerk himself and with
his free hand he tenderly reached over to touch her bare back before
blasting her face with fresh cum causing Susanna to flinch from the
force.

Mick chuckled at Susanna's reaction as he stood behind her. His hands
cupped her pert arse gently squeezing the soft skin. Licking his lips
he ran his hands up her back to the bra strap and deftly he unclipped
it letting it hang loose. Circling his hands around her he gripped each
cup and ripped them apart causing the bra to snap apart finally
allowing the viewing nation to look at her pretty breasts. Before
Susanna could protest two more men took the opportunity and gripped her
tits quickly targeting her nipples.

Stroking her smooth back he was just enjoying the power he had over
her. It didn't take him long for his hands to make their way back to
her firm arse. Circling around the firm cheeks he kneaded them feeling
the muscle give way to his firm grip. Unable to resist the urge any
longer he spanked her hard.

It was impossible for Susanna to wrench her head up in anger as a young
man was holding her head in place whilst he thrust his cock into her
mouth. She would have shouted loudly, not even her boyfriend spanked
her but all that came out was a loud gurgle.  

Laughing Mick spanked her other cheek creating a matching red hand
print. He repeated this time and time again until her arse turned a
deep shade of red. With a look of satisfaction on his face Mick moved
his hand to her crotch and rubbed.

The Fall of a Breakfast Host

by itscalledhazing (UID 1298984)

https://www.literotica.com/s/the-fall-of-a-breakfast-host

A newsreader reaps what she sows and its all caught on TV.

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"Fuck me! You're wet, you dirty bitch." Mick announced loudly to the
room causing a raucous cheer to erupt making his smile even wider.
Hooking his fingers around her panties he pulled them down and lifted
her feet out of them. Holding them up to his nose he inhaled deeply to
the amusement of his audience then in a moment of deviancy he leant
over and shoved them against Susanna's nose. Again everyone laughed
until they were grabbed from his hand by Emma.

Emma soon found herself surrounded by the others wanting to see if Mick
was telling the truth about how wet she was. 

Mick however had something in front of him that was far more important.
Crouching behind her he pulled his hood above his mouth allowing his
tongue the freedom to slowly lick the entire length of her pussy from
clit to her arsehole.

"Aww God!" Susanna cried out. The man who did have his shaft in her
mouth had been too busy watching Mick to notice that Susanna had let it
drop out. His moment of neglect was seized by another man who took
advantage and gripping her hair he pushed his prick inside her warm
mouth.

For Susanna it was the first time that morning that the cock in her
mouth wasn't the thing she was concentrating on. The feeling of being
used had made her wet, though she was usually the dominant one in any
relationship the helplessness of her situation was a turn on and her
pussy was finally getting the attention she craved. The soothing warm
tongue that attacked her clit was sending electric sensations
throughout her body.

<hr pg="3" />Mick too, was enjoying himself, her cunt was already wet
and with his skilled tongue he was enticing more juice to flow. It
didn't take long for him to become addicted to the taste of celebrity
pussy. Delving further inside, he found that his tongue couldn't stay
still. One moment he was toying with her clit and the next he was
lapping at her soaked pussy lips before teasing her arsehole.

Sometimes having a demanding ex-girlfriend did actually have benefits
Mick mused, thanks to her he knew his way around pussy. 

Susanna was the definitely enjoying it, despite the world watching and
a cock balls deep in her throat, could feel herself coming closer to
orgasm. 

Mick felt her tense and he knew what was going to happen, his thumb,
wet from her juices, moved up to her arsehole and began to push inside.


Susanna let out a guttural groan then grunted as she felt it sink
inside her. It was at that moment with her mouth full of cock, her cunt
being teased by an eager tongue and her arse stretched around Mick's
thick thumb that she couldn't hold her climax any longer.

Her legs started to wobble and it was only Mick's hand under her
stomach that kept her from going limp. She let out a whimper as her
pussy soaked Mick's face. 

Keeping his tongue on her pussy he lapped up the tangy taste, savouring
the moment that he made the mighty Susanna Read cum and it was all on
live television.

Eventually he gave her pussy one last kiss before getting to his feet.
Gripping his cock he moved forward eager to get into her damp pussy.
However before he could feel her heat surround his prick he was pushed
out the way by Emma.

Susanna's panties had been ripped from Emma's hand and so she keen to
see what her boss was doing she moved to watch him. Emma had always
thought that Susanna was incredible, the prim presenter was someone
that she had always looked up to and hearing that her idol was the
reason she was to be unemployed had devastated her. Of course Susanna
had been in numerous fantasies for Emma and having had a quick
tantalising smell of her heroes soaked panties wasn't enough she wanted
the real thing. So when she saw Mick stand she took her chance.

Crawling under the breakfast presenter Emma leant back her eyes briefly
caught Mick's and they shared a lustful smile. Stretching out her
tongue she slowly pushed it into the wet cunt. The smell of Susanna's
sex filled her nostrils encouraging her to lick harder. Her tongue was
smaller than Mick's but smoother and less aggressive causing Susanna to
moan around the prick filling her mouth.

Looking at the lesbian scene in front of him Mick could feel his prick
pulsate. He needed to cum and with Emma's mouth lapping at his intended
target he decided to move a bit further up. Shuffling forward he felt
his balls slap Emma's head as he aimed his cock towards Susanna's pink
arsehole. It had only been recently violated by his thumb and he could
see the muscle gaping slightly but his prick was going to stretch it to
a different level.

Emma made no protest when she felt her boss's balls resting on her
head, she had the perfect view of his cock and she gasped when she saw
what his intention was. She watched as Mick spat a gob of spit onto
Susanna's arse and then using his cock he smeared his spit around the
presenter's arse.

Susanna's response was immediate. Thrusting her hips forward she caused
the cock that was threatening her arsehole to fall away but
unfortunately it also meant Emma's tongue was left hand hanging in mid
air. 

It was Emma who took control. Gripping the stars hips she held Susanna
in place and taking the prick in her mouth she sucked on it sloppily
giving him the lubrication to violate the tight arsehole.

Mick groaned in satisfaction, the willing mouth was amazing on his
angry cock. Spitting on his fingers he pushed one into Susanna's arse
quickly followed by another and wiggled them. The indignant groan from
Susanna was ignored as Mick spat again allowing his two thick fingers
to move more easily inside the tight hole.

"I think she's ready for you now." Emma grinned at her boss before
taking his swollen balls in her mouth slurping noisily as she did. 

Mick laughter turned into a sharp breath as his colleague attacked his
balls. With his prick as lubed up as he was going to get it, Mick once
again pressed the head against the pink arsehole in front of him. This
time with Emma holding Susanna in place Mick pushed forward feeling her
tight muscle slowly give way.

"Fucking hell this bitch is tight!" Mick cursed drowning out the
squeals made by Susanna. Her arsehole was taut around his tip and was
unwilling to widen anymore but Mick wasn't going to stop. Spitting
again he smeared the salvia around and then pushed hard until finally
he managed to get the head of his cock engulfed in her arse.

He motioned for the two men at her head to leave her alone. Grudgingly
they did what he wanted but kept their eyes on the lewd display. The
second her mouth was free Susanna said exactly what Mick wanted.

"Get that cock out of my arse, its fucking massive..."

"I'm sorry, I didn't get that. Where is my cock?"

"Ow, it's in my fucking arse! Please take it out... please!"

Several of the crew laughed along with Mick. With another flick of his
hand the two men resumed their positions shutting Susanna up with a
thick cock. Looking down he saw Emma emerge with cream around her
mouth, giving him a devious grin she started to lick at his exposed
shaft and the stretched arsehole. 

The grip on his prick was immense but with Emma sloppily lathering him
and using her fingers to tease Susanna's pussy Mick was slowly able to
force his cock further inside. Pulling out slightly he thrust hard and
finally felt her warm bum come into contact with his groin.

Mick's satisfied groan was answered by another man who unloaded in her
mouth his hips jerking against her face until he staggered back spent.
He watched as another man moved forward and Mick was surprised to see
how eagerly she took his cock and started sucking.

Susanna was hoping that sucking on the smelly cock would help to take
her mind from the huge prick that had invaded her and it did until she
felt Mick pulling out of her tender arse before ramming it back inside.
Even her energetic blowjob did little to distract from feeling her hole
stretch again.

The need to cum was making Mick more aggressive than he would have
been. He pulled out a bit further this time allowing Emma to hungrily
lick his uncovered prick before he slammed it home.

With Emma's help he was finding it a lot easier to violate Susanna's
arse and the sound of his groin slapping against her arse began to echo
across the room. Several people had now moved behind Mick wanting the
best view of the action and the sight they saw didn't disappoint.

Moving his hands to Susanna's hips Mick took a firm grip and began to
increase the pace. Her tunnel was like a warm vice squeezing his cock
as he pulled out and tugging it when he pushed in. He was in heaven and
he was close to cumming.

"Fucking hell! I've finally found something that you are good for!" He
laughed, the mocking words stinging Susanna. The man was now holding
her head still as he used her mouth as he pleased.

Roaring and grunting Mick could feel his toes start to curl, the tight
cavern was almost painful for him as he hammered Susanna's arse but he
finally came when he felt Emma's tongue play with his arsehole. With a
guttural howl his second climax took control of his body. 

"Oh God yes, Fuck me!" His grip on Susanna's hips tightened as he
pushed until he was as deep as possible. Susanna could only groan in
response but all Mick could hear was ringing in his ears and the
sensation of his orgasm.

"Fuck, fucking hell, it's so fucking good!"

It was the most intense climax of his life, the red light from the
camera was seared into his eyesight, his balls were being bathed by a
warm wet tongue and his entire prick was in a tight furnace of a
tunnel. At that point he was in heaven and everything that was going to
happen after would be totally worth it.

The first stream of cum flooded her arse followed by a second, third
and fourth. Each shot was accompanied with a shudder of his cock,
causing her tender arse to tighten hard in response.

Slumped on her back, he didn't have the power to move. It took almost
two minutes after his first shot of cum had fired into her arse and
Emma kissing his face for him to finally move. Lifting his bulk from
her, he slapped her arse then lazily he high fived Dan who was eagerly
waiting to take his place.

"Please, I can't handle anymore." Susanna begged but her words fell on
deaf ears as Emma rimmed her arse enjoying the spunk that oozed out
before Dan pushed her out the way and forced his shorter prick inside
her gaping arsehole.

Pulling Emma to her feet Mick kissed her hard. "You know what? I think
we're made for each other."

Emma laughed in response then kissed him again. 

Together they made their way to the famous breakfast couch and sat
down. His prick now soft rested between his thighs and Emma slowly
stroked his sweaty chest as they both watched Susanna get used.

It took another ten minutes before the door to the studio was smashed
open and police came rushing in. Immediately, all but two of the men
held up their hands in submission. The only two who didn't were too
busy using and abusing Susanna's arse and mouth to realise what was
going on.

Luckily for one of them, he managed to cum inside her incredibly tender
arsehole. The other came too late, the policeman who tackled him
watched in horror as the penis erupted spurting load after load onto
the policeman's helmet. Both men with their cocks now spent were beaten
to the floor with truncheons, but in their post orgasmic bliss neither
of them cared.

The next forty eight hours went by in a blur for Mick:

All the men in the studio except Bill were all taken to prison, and
with the newspapers having a field day they all found themselves in
court a day later. The trial went incredibly quickly, the men were
literally caught with their pants down. All were charged with unlawful
imprisonment and rape and each were sentenced to eight years in jail.

Emma was cleared due to insufficient evidence that she was a willing
participant.

Susanna meanwhile took a payment from her old employers and tried to
retire quietly to the countryside. However her DVD was the best selling
porn DVD on the market, the press wouldn't leave her alone and after
long negotiations with a leading Japanese porn studio she found herself
with a large deposit in the bank and taking several large deposits from
numerous Japanese men whilst she attempted to read the news but that's
another story...

*****

Any comments are appreciated and if there are any editors reading I
would like to hear from you about a couple of stories I have (this one
might have mistakes and that's all my fault as editors are hard to
find!)

Story Tags: bukkake; newsreader; non consentual; blowjob; anal;
punishment; japanese; humiliation; non-con; noncon

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