Seth, Sujin's live-in boyfriend, had complained that morning (again) "It's a Sunday. You're always working on Sundays. And that old building isn't in a safe part of town."

And she had replied, as she had so many times before, "The rent there is cheap, I'm behind on orders, and you know we need the money." It wasn't entirely true - there were no orders to be had at all, ever since the recession hit and people had cut back on spending on things like custom necklaces. In reality, she was meeting up at the office with her side piece, Lucas. Lucas was a tall, muscular black man who managed the building. Sujin had been attracted to him immediately when they met, and the feeling had been mutual. Lucas was married, but all through last year there had been heavy amounts of flirting between them, with Lucas often coming to Sujin's office to "check up on her" and make sure she was happy with her rental. On the one-year anniversary of her lease, Lucas had brought two bottles of champagne to the office to celebrate with his favorite tenant. An hour later, she'd had both hands and her lips wrapped around his thick 9" cock, and ten minutes after that she was riding it, her eyes squeezed shut with the mix of pain and pleasure, biting her lip and whimpering in an effort not to scream as she pumped up and down.

The affair was purely physical, as Lucas had no intention of leaving his wife since she was quite wealthy. For her part, Sujin was turned on by their size difference - she was a petite five foot nothing Asian woman, 90 pounds soaking wet, with dyed platinum blonde hair cut shoulder length, while Lucas was 6'4 and over 200 pounds of solid muscle with a shaved head. Sujin had never fucked a black man, only white guys like Seth, and she was Lucas' first Asian conquest. Whenever either of them was horny, Sujin would simply drive over to her office and "work".

Like today. Lucas had a family thing with his wife that afternoon, but there was still more than enough time for him to get in a fuck session or two with Sujin.

Sujin ignored Seth's puppy dog eyes as she left their apartment and drove downtown. Seth was a nice enough guy, but painfully average in many ways. She constantly fought the urge to break up with him since rent prices were ludicrously high and she had zero chance of making it on her own. Maybe one day.

***

The ten-story building had been built sometime in the 1920s. The offices were tiny, there was no air conditioning, and the elevator only worked when it felt like it. Still, the rent was cheap and Sujin had scored a sixth floor corner office with a decent view of downtown. There were many other tenants in the building, but on Sundays it was completely deserted. Today was no exception.

Once she was in the office, Sujin went to work applying her makeup - eyeline, eyeshadow, dark red lipstick - all the things Lucas liked to see on her. Seth would've been instantly suspicious if Sujin had left the apartment dolled up like she was going on a date. She stripped nude and slipped into a silk red kimono. Lucas would be in for a very nice surprise today. The kimono was very short, and Sujin adjusted the front open to partially expose her small tits.

Her preparations done, Sujin eyed herself in the floor length mirror, looking for anything out of place and finding nothing. She sent a quick text to Lucas that she was in the office, poured two glasses of wine, and posed herself seductively (she hoped) on the small gray couch in the corner of the office. She decided to play around on her phone while she waited - typically Lucas took less than half an hour to get there.

After only ten minutes, there was a knock. Surprised at Lucas' speed, Sujin called out "It's open!" and resumed her seductive pose on the couch. Her excitement turned to shock then apprehension when a white man who was definitely not Lucas entered the office. Quickly grabbing the front of her kimono to cover herself, Sujin said, "Whoops, I think you got the wrong room! Awkward!" and laughed nervously.

The man, in his 40s, unshaven, heavy set and balding, replied "No, I've got the right office" as he produced a large, wicked-looking knife. "Scream and I'll slash you to pieces before anyone gets here. There's no one around anyway, so let's just make this easy for the both of us." Never taking his eyes off her, the man locked the door behind him.

Fighting hard to keep from bursting into tears, Sujin pointed with a trembling finger and said "There's cash in the drawer over there, take all of it, it's yours".

"Not here for your money", he snarled. He waved the knife at her. "Stand up and get that robe off, let's get a look at you."

Shaking, Sujin stood, slipped the kimono off and let it slide to the floor. Instinctively, she tried to cover herself with her hands and the man snarled "Nuh uh, none of that now. Hands down." Sujin forced her hands to her sides.

The man whistled. "Hot damn, you've got a tight body. Love a nice bare pussy. Twirl around, gimme a look at your ass." Sujin obeyed. The man whistled again. "How old are you? 25?"

"35" replied Sujin.

The man shook his head and grinned. "Damn girl, you don't look it at all. All right, I'm gonna get my clothes off now. You scream, I cut you. You try to run, I cut you. Got it?"

Sujin nodded and the man stripped nude, pausing only for the briefest of moments to set the knife down, well out of Sujin's reach. He was disgustingly hairy all over - chest, shoulders, and back. Surprisingly, his pubic hair was trimmed short. His cock was large and thick, not as large as Lucas', but imposing all the same, and it was already rock hard. He grinned when he noticed the bottle of baby oil on the shelf and applied it liberally to his cock, winking at her. "It'll make things go smoother, don't you think?"

The man pointed the knife at the couch. "Bend over the arm of the couch, and put your wrists behind your back. Do it quick now." Sujin did as he asked, and the tears began flowing down her cheeks. The man produced leather handcuffs and snapped them around her wrists. "Now I can put down the knife. See, all I want is sex. Let it happen and we both walk away, got it?" Sujin nodded silently.

The man pulled the floor mirror over, positioning it so that Sujin could see herself and the man behind her. He smirked. "Might as well give you a view, too, huh?"

Sujin saw the man apply more baby oil to his cock, then felt him dribbling it over her ass, feeling it flow between her cheeks. She tried not to think about was coming.

The man said, "OK, we're about to start. I want you to keep your eyes open and focused on that mirror, and no screaming unless you want to get hurt bad. Got it?" Sujin nodded.

When she felt the cockhead press at her anus, she jerked away instinctively, earned a slap to the back of her head. The pressure built and built, until finally the mushroom head punched through into her rectum, quickly followed by the rest of the cock. Sujin uttered "Hnnnnnngh!" but managed managed to stifle a scream despite the pain.

The man gripped Sujin's hips and slid his cock up to the hilt, moaning as he did. "Ooooh baby, so tight". He established a slow, steady rhythm, grunting "ungh ungh ungh" with each deep stroke. And with each deep stroke, Sujin couldn't help but grunt in pain along with him.

The man's pace began speeding up, and the sound of his hips slapping against Sujin's ass began to fill the office along with their grunts. The man began muttering obscenities. "Yeah, you like this, you fucking whore? Love having your ass filled with cock? Yeah? Bet you do, slut. All sluts do." His grunts became animalistic, and he pulled his cock almost all the way out before slamming it all the way in again. Over and over and over.

Sujin saw him reach over, pick something up. Her kimono's sash. Realization dawned on Sujin, and she screamed, a scream quickly cut short as he looped the sash around her neck twice and pulled it as tight as he could. All the while, he kept up the anal rape, changing to quick, short strokes as he strangled her.

"Yeah, baby" he muttered. "Let it happen. It'll be okay, just let go."

Sujin's lungs were burning. She could see her horrified face in the mirror. Her mouth was wide open in a futile attempt for air. Her eyes were bulging, and a gray haze seemed to be creeping in at the corners of her vision. Through it all, she could see her sweat-soaked rapist behind her, his eyes also fixed on the mirror, his forearm veins bulging with the effort of killing her, pulling the sash tighter and tighter.

Sujin's tongue suddenly forced its way out of her mouth, and her petite little body began thrashing in a final desperate attempt to escape. She could feel her arms and legs go numb and refuse to obey her. There was a gray haze over everything now. Every fiber in her body quivered violently, and she felt an icy black void opening up beneath her, a void she fell into screaming as her life left her.

***

The man felt Sujin's rectum clamp down on his cock, and a week's worth of cum flooded Sujin's ass as her body went into its death throes. The man groaned "Fucking whore, fucking whore" over and over as he ejaculated. Sujin's empty eyes gazed into the mirror, uncaring as the man clamped his beefy hands on her head and twisted violently. Sujin's neck snapped, and her already dead body spasmed one final time.

He couldn't help but talk to the dead woman as he pulled out and began putting his clothes back on. "Liked you the first time I saw you at the store. Would've gotten at your earlier, but that nigger kept coming over and ruining my plans."

The man paused to admire the scene, taking in the view of Sujin's nude body bend over the couch, hands still cuffed behind her back, the kimono's sash still looped tight around her broken neck. Her face remained frozen in horror, eyes bulging and tongue protruding grotesquely from her wide open mouth.

"What a sexy pose. Think I'm gonna leave you like that." The man chuckled to himself and left the office, humming contentedly to himself.