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Belkin's President Apologizes For Faked Reviews
remove office writes "After I wrote about how Belkin's Amazon.com sales rep Mike Bayard had been paying for fake reviews of his company's products using Mechanical Turk, hundreds of readers across the Web expressed their outrage. As a result of the online outcry, Belkin's president Mark Reynoso has issued a statement apologizing and saying that 'this is an isolated incident' and that 'Belkin does not participate in, nor does it endorse, unethical practices like this.' Amazon moved swiftly to remove several reviews on Belkin products it believed were fraudulent. But now fresh evidence of astroturfing has surfaced, by the same Belkin executive."
Because they suck huge ass.
In other news, niggers.
"Ok, Cowboy, you do her first. Remember the plan," she heard the
still- unnamed leader speak. Kathleen felt the bag being removed from
over her body, and she was pulled around on the car seat until her
legs extended far out into the middle of the car and her back was
against the backrest of the huge seat. She struggled, but could not
loosen the handcuffs or move the blindfold. Suddenly she felt the
nightshirt ripped from her body. She screamed through the gag, but the
man only chuckled. He looked down at her nearly prone, naked form.
Long, slender legs led to a pair of wide, but not too wide,
hips.
Her femininity was covered by a fine patch of curly brown
hair. A trim waist and tummy led to what was perhaps Kathleen's
proudest asset. Her large breasts seemed almost out of place on her
otherwise petite frame. She had been embarrassed when they first
started sprouting while she was just in sixth grade. Through junior
and senior high, they continued to grow, until now she went through
life with a 37D bra size. They were perfectly conical, with large
pronounced areoles and thick, prominent nipples. They heaved with fear
now, the nipples erecting in the cool air, not through any sexual
excitement that Kathleen felt. Her slim neck and long brown hair framed
an attractive, though not extremely beautiful face. Around the gag her
lips compressed.
The man named Cowboy quickly dropped his slacks. Kathleen felt
him reach between her legs and probe her vagina, feeling the dry
fingers invade her most private areas. He wormed two fingers around
and around, trying to stir her up. She squirmed at his touch, trying
to move away, but found it impossible as one other man held her
tightly by the shoulders. The next thing she felt was a large, erect
cock poking at the entrance to her vagina.
She tried to clamp her leg together, but could not. She felt a
pair of hands grab each ankle and slip some sort of smooth, cool rope
around them and tie them apart to opposite ends of the car's interior
width. The cock at her slit pushed itself it slowly, and Kathleen was
aghast to find herself becoming stimulated at this situation. Slowly,
then faster, the cock began to pick up speed, thrusting in and out,
not roughly, but with greater force than she had ever encouraged with
her husband. HER HUSBAND!! Suddenly Kathleen froze.
What would CmdrTaco be able to do about this? He was 10,000
miles away.
How could he help? She groaned inwardly. She endured several
more minutes of the thick male member invading her channel. Then,
though the haze, she heard the leader speak once again.
"OK, enough already. Finish it off!" he said gruffly. Abruptly
Kathleen felt the pounding stop and the penis was withdrawn. She was
puzzled.
Seconds ticked by. She though she could hear a light slapping
noise a few inches away, and was completely at a loss. Then it
happened.
SPLAT... SPLAT... SPLAT... SPLAT... SPLAT... SPLAT.
Kathleen was horrified to feel the wet splashing on her face
and cheeks. She could taste the wet saltiness on her upper lip. "HE
CAME ON MY FACE!" she thought, shuddering at it. The white streams of
Erik's ejaculate slowly dripped from her, dropping slowly and wetly
onto the upper slopes of her breasts.
Kathleen had never, ever, allowed any man to do that. On
occasion, she would perform oral sex for CmdrTaco, and at his
insistence, allow him to ejaculate in her mouth, but always had a
tissue ready to spit the semen into. She thought it distasteful and
disgusting. And now, a complete stranger had raped her and ejaculated
all over her face. She could feel herself blush and redden at the
thought. She felt, rather than saw, the flashes of light and noise
that indicated a camera going off. "OH GOD, They've taken my picture!"
she thought, horrified.
She had no time for grief, though, as another hard penis was
attacking her, and again Kathle
TOLERATE
Learn to spell, cumstain.
Tell me why astroturfing is unethical.
Is it a lazy approach to advertising? Yes, it's lazy. But I'm not fully convinced it's unethical.
You had them run a WHOLE NEW LINE to your house... and you never even tried changing the phone cable?
You, sir, are an asshole.
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