Badge Of Lust
by Unknown
(BW-210)


CHAPTER ONE 

Toni pushed open the door to the Vice Squad and went through, stopping to 
look around at the mess and disorder in the long, low, narrow room with ill 
concealed distaste. 

She didn't really want to come here. It was both a blessing and a curse that 
brand new young policewomen had the opportunity for rapid advancement in 
Vice. 

She would get to avoid the boring radio patrols that spent too much time 
breaking up domestic disputes, breaking up drunken brawls, and writing 
tickets to surly motorists, and would jump immediately to plain clothes. 

Male cops spent years applying unsuccessfully for plain clothes work. 

On the other hand, the reason why she was allowed to bypass the boring, but 
time worn radio patrol initiation, was also the reason why Vice was no happy 
appointment for police women. Instead of wearing an ugly uniform she would 
get to wear cheap, revealing clothing and act like a whore on the street, 
posing as a prostitute to catch Johns. 

It was, she knew, dirty work. Standing around in skin tight pants, or mini 
skirts with your tits hanging out, and marching up and down on the sidewalk 
in stiletto heels for hours was nothing to be proud of. Nor was it pleasant 
work listening to the obscene proposals from passing men, and offering 
herself to them for money. 

Still, a couple of years and she would be a detective rather than just a 
plain clothes cop. That was years before most men could even think of 
applying. It would be unpleasant at Vice, but she could handle it. It wasn't 
like she was some innocent virgin. 

Girls who grew up in New York weren't very innocent by the time they reached 
her age, and those who grew up in the Bronx even less so. She doubted the 
Johns would use any language she hadn't heard often enough from the guys 
she'd hung with. "Yeah?" 

She turned her attention to a fat little guy with a receding hairline who 
was standing in front of her. She was five feet eight, which wasn't all that 
tall, but he was shorter. He was chewing on half a cigar and his face looked 
like it hadn't been shaved in a couple of days. 

Being in Vice, the fact that he looked like a disreputable scumbag didn't 
necessarily mean he was. She looked past the open shirt and gold chains, 
down to his belt. Sure enough, he had a badge stuck into it and a holster on 
the side. 

"I'm Antonia Torelli. I just been assigned here." 

"Yeah? Go see Lieutenant Becker. He's the big nigger in the corner by the 
cage." He pointed towards a big black guy with a completely shaved head. 
Toni nodded and moved past him, carrying her papers. 

"Hey, kiss my ass, fuck face," Becker snapped at a blonde Aryan looking guy 
sitting on a desk. 

"You Lieutenant Becker?" Toni asked, interrupting. 

He turned and glared at her. The Aryan guy turned and gave her the once over 
as well. "Why?" 

"I'm Antonia Torelli. I just been assigned here." 

He scanned her up and down and held out his hand. She shoved the file into 
his hands but he tossed it on the desk without looking at it. 

"Cute. Real cute. Turn around." 

"Huh?" 

"Turn the fuck around." She glared and turned around, then back. "Nice ass. 
You'll be real popular." She glared harder, not wanting to start out at her 
job by telling her boss to get fucked. "Carla!" 

"What?" 

"Get your ass over here." 

A tall black woman in her mid-thirties came over from another desk, scowling 
impatiently. 

"What the fuck you want, baldy?" 

"Watch your mouth, bitch!" he growled. His tone and expression changed 
abruptly. "Got a new whore for you. Get her dressed nice so the Johns come 
arunnin'." 

Carla turned her glare on Toni. 

"Where you from?" 

"The Bronx." 

"No, you dumbass, what division?" 

"She's a fuckin' rookie, straight outa the academy," Becker said. 

"Awwww Shhheeiiitt," Carla sighed, shaking her head. 

Toni was not feeling very loved at the moment. 

"Well, come on then, cherry. We'll find you somethin' nice ta wear," Carla 
sighed, nodding her head as she moved towards a narrow door in the far wall. 
Toni followed, glaring at her back. 

She followed her into a room not much more than six by eight. It was crowded 
with a chest and table and racks of clothes along the wall. 

"Git yer' clothes off, sweetie." 

Carla sat on the table watching as Toni peeled out of her jeans, shirt, and 
jacket. When she was standing in panties and bra, Carla made a sign at the 
bra. 

"You ain't gonna be wearin' that, baby. We'll find a nice tight push up bra 
to shove your tits out at the world an' git the Johns all horny." 

Resigned, Toni stripped off the bra, then stood there in just her panties, 
shuffling self-consciously from foot to foot as Carla searched through the 
drawers and came out with some colorful looking clothing. 

She tossed her a black leather bra and a pair of black leather pants. 

"These should fit you. Anyways, give em' a try. You got a nice body there, 
white girl. I could go for you myself." 

Toni glared at her suspiciously as Carla grinned, then she bent and slipped 
on the bra. It was too loose. She was a thirty four C and it looked to be 
made for someone with Carla's big tits. 

Carla took it back and handed her an identical bra. It slipped under her 
tits and pulled tightly against them, mashing them together and squeezing 
them against her chest. 

"That looks good," Carla said. 

"I can hardly fuckin' breath," Toni complained. 

"That's the way it's supposed to look." 

"Half my tits are hanging out!" Toni protested. 

"Can't catch fish without bait, baby," Carla snickered. 

"Shit." 

She pulled on the pants. Carla got behind her and added her hands as they 
tugged and yanked on the things until they were finally closed. They were 
more than skin tight. Toni thought that every vein and goose bump would be 
visible in the things. They squeezed her crotch incredibly tight, and cupped 
her ass cheeks in a sweaty grip. 

"Nice," Carla said. "You got a nice round ass. Make sure you point it at the 
road a lot and all the Johns will come like bears after honey, wantin' to 
stick their dicks up your asshole." 

"Fuck you," Toni glared. Carla didn't take offense, laughing instead. 

"Honey, you got trouble with language, you better find another job." 

"I ain't got no trouble with language, okay." 

"Fine wit' me. Now listen, you know the codes for sex acts?" 

"Yeah, yeah. I know all that." 

"Okay, just remember, you can't offer them anything for money. They have to 
do the offering." 

"I know." 

Carla stripped then. She wore no underwear and despite her annoyance, Toni 
had to admire the trim, muscular black woman's physique. Carla had a 
voluptuous figure to go with her height, big round breasts with giant 
nipples, a big round ass, and a tiny waist. 

"Like it?" Carla snickered, bending forward and spreading her legs, giving 
Toni a good shot of her pink fleshed snatch. 

Toni flushed and turned away as Carla cackled and drew on a tiny mini-skirt. 
She slipped a little black G-string on beneath it, then pulled on a lacy 
white bra and a translucent pink top. 

"How do I look?" she asked. 

"You look like a whore." 

"Good." 

She looked critically at Toni, then her hand came up to Toni's hair, 
flicking at it as she tsked. "What are you.. " 

"We got to do somethin' with your hair." 

"What's wrong with it?" 

"It looks to tough. Let's try an' part it in the middle. You got a young 
face. Let's try and make you look innocent." 

Toni snorted in disgust. "I ain't been innocent for almost ten years." 

"Yeah, well, let's try an' look like it anyways." 

She took out a brush and carefully parted Toni's black hair in the middle, 
twisting it a little to leave some short bangs over her forehead. 

"Nice ... nice," she breathed. She stood back then and admired her work. 

"Great. You look like an innocent little virgin. With that face and that 
ass, the guys will come running. Just remember, you're, let's say ... 
seventeen. You can pass for that. Guys like em' young." 

"Right." 

"Too bad you wasn't a blonde. You got light enough skin. Why don't you dye 
your hair?" 

"Why don't you?" 

Carla cackled again, her big breasts shaking and bouncing in her lacy bra. 

"Ain't got the skin for it, baby. Well, we can git a long blonde wig for 
you. That'll really draw em' around. You'll rack up lots of arrests and get 
your little white ass up to robbery or somethin', away from us degenerates 
down here in Vice. 

"That sounds good to me," Toni grumbled. 

"Now let's get out there before they start makin' jokes bout' us being dykes 
or somethin'. " She started to move to the door, then stopped and turned to 
Toni again. 

"You better be prepared for some smart ass remarks. These guys ain't exactly 
the most polite in the world. Just tell em' to fuck off if they bug you." 

"Hey, where to I put my gun?" 

Carla grabbed a little black purse off a shelf and shoved it into her arms. 

"My gun ain't gonna fit in that," Toni said dubiously. 

"Why not? Ahh, shit, don't tell me you only gots your service revolver." 
Toni nodded. 

"That thing ain't good for shit." She pulled out a wicked little thirty two 
automatic from her purse and showed it to Toni. 

"This is small, has fourteen shots and with the hollow point bullets gives a 
kick like a mule." 

"I thought hollow points were illegal." 

"Fuck that. You want to get your ass shot off by some wacko just cause some 
pencil pushin' asshole downtown is afraid of you hurtin' em' too much?" She 
shoved the thirty-two into Toni's purse. 

"I got another in my desk. Make sure you buy one tomorrow." 

"Uh, okay, thanks." 

Thanks nuthin'. You gonna be with me I want you to watch my back. I ain't no 
fuckin' baby sitter neither." 

"I don't need no baby sitter," Toni glowered. She followed Carla out into 
the main squad room as a chorus of hoots and cat-calls greeted them. "Hey, 
Carla. Fifty for a blow job," the little fat guy offered. "Fuck you, 
asshole." 

"How bout you sweet cheeks?" The aryan guy taunted, slurping wetly. 

"Hey, kiss my ass," She glared. 

"Okay!" several cops offered at once. 

"Shut the fuck up!" Becker snarled at them all. He turned to the two women 
then and nodded his head, lips pursed. 

"Okay, Torelli, you go out with Carla tonight. Jenkin, Schultz, Morgan, and 
Washington will be your dates." He pointed at the blonde aryan guy, who was 
Jenkin, it seemed, the little fat guy with his hairy chest showing, and two 
new guys that had just wandered up, Washington, a thin black guy, and 
Morgan, who was a six foot five monster in a crew cut and football jersey. 

"You watch what Carla says and does. She's a real pro." 

"Yeah, from experience, I bet," Schultz snickered. 

"Eat shit, Kraut," Carla scowled. 

The six of them drove down to forty-second street in a van and an unmarked 
car. Carla and Toni took up positions on a likely corner while the guys 
spread out around them. 

"Just remember," Carla said, "you never, under any circumstance, get in the 
fuckin' car with em'. I don't give a shit how helpless or innocent they 
look. Better to blow the bust than get in there, understand?" 

"Yeah, sure." 

It didn't take long for their first customer to roll to a halt. Carla 
sauntered forward, her ass wiggling. Toni trailed obediently behind. Carla 
leaned forward, letting her tits hang down for the John to see as he peered 
out of his Cadillac. 

"Hey, baby. How you doin'?" she asked. 

"How much for a fuck?" 

"Why, I dunno, baby, what you lookin' for?" Carla said, rolling her tongue 
around. 

"I just want to fuck you. What's the standard rate?" 

"I ain't MacDonalds, baby. Make me an offer." 

"Fifty bucks." 

"Okay. That'll do it." 

Morgan and Washington screeched to a halt in the sedan, blocking the man's 
car. They jerked his door open and dragged him off as Carla backed away, 
pulling Toni with her. Five minutes later the tow truck had taken the car 
away, while the guy had been driven off by a black and white. 

"That was sure easy," Toni said. 

"It usually is sweetie, but you can never tell. Some of these guys are 
wackos and got guns an' knifes. You got to assume they all are, just 
incase." 

The next car slid up only ten minutes later. Again, Carla led Toni up beside 
it and leaned forward. 

"Hey, there, big guy," she grinned at a big, blunt looking guy inside. 

"I'm lookin' for something special," he said. 

"Yeah? Well, we aim to please," Carla smiled wider. 

"I want to see you an' the white girl together." 

"What, me an' her? What you want us to be doin'?" 

"I want to see you to do a lezzie number, suck each other's cunt." 

"An for why wold we do that, my man?" 

"I'll give you a hundred bucks." 

"Uh, uh. Not if you gonna fuck us after." 

"I only want to fuck her. I'll pay a hundred and fifty then." 

"Okay, sounds good. I love suckin' little white girls anyway." 

Okay was the signal word and Schultz and Jenkin were already moving in. Toni 
and Carla backed away as they wrestled the guy out of his car and threw him 
over the hood. 

"Some fun, huh?" Carla grinned. 

"Yeah, sure." 

Not all the Johns showed up right away. They had to walk up and down for 
long stretches of time as the night wore on. Toni's feet got tired in the 
tall stiletto heels she was wearing and she wound up walking in little 
mincing steps, it wasn't too long before she realized that any walking at 
all in the super tight pants was going to have an effect on her pussy. 

Toni wasn't a whore or anything, but the leather pants were squeezing around 
her cunt like a fist, and as she walked, her thighs sent the rubbed the 
leather and her cotton panties back and forth against her squashed cunt 
mound, producing a warm tingling at first, then gradually a hot burning 
lust. 

The hotter her pussy got, the more she started to really get into her act, 
sauntering, wagging her ass at the cars, coming onto the Johns when they 
stopped. She knew that she was being recorded, and that the guys could hear, 
but she somehow didn't care. 

"Hey honey," the rich looking man said as he leaned over to scan her. 

"Hey there, my man," She grinned, leaning way over so he could see most of 
her bulging tits. 

"You working?" he asked. 

"What would you like baby, a little suck? I suck like a vacuum, baby." 

"Yeah? I'll five you forty." 

"Forty? For forty you just get a normal suck," she taunted, "for sixty I'll 
deep throat ya." 

"No shit? You deep throat?" 

"Ooooh yeahhh. I just love to take big boners down my throat," she purred, 
licking her lips. 

"Okay. sure. Sixty bucks." 

"Don't you want to fuck me after?" She pouted. 

"How much?' 

"Well, I dunno, do you wanna really pound it to me. That takes a lot out of 
me you know on account of me being multi-orgasmic." 

"Multi-orgasmic?" 

"Oh shit, yeah. I come like a fuckin' maniac, over and over again. I can 
hardly work for an hour afterwards." 

"I'll give you a hundred to fuck you too." 

"Okay man." 

Her pussy was steaming as she slid her tongue along her lips and gave him a 
cat-like look, then Carla grabbed her arm and pulled her back as the guys 
showed up and dragged him out of the car. 

"What the fuck you doin', girl?" Carla growled, shaking her. "All you needed 
was the forty. You should have given the key word then." 

"I wanted to see how high I could get his price." 

"What the fuck for?" 

"A girl likes to be valued, Carla." She snickered, prancing away. 

"Dumb white whore" Carla shook her head and sighed. 

Toni's cunt was burning so feverishly now that she was sweating all over. 
Her hair was getting damp and her body was sticking to her leather clothes. 
She was charged and needed somewhere to let off steam. 

"Hey, Carla. I gotta go to the can." 

"We only been here a couple a' hours." 

"I gotta go." 

Carla grumbled under her voice, then pointed at a restaurant across the 
street. 

"I'll be back in a few minutes." 

"Yeah, well, see that you do." 

Toni hurried across the street and went into the restaurant, making her way 
to the back. There was a narrow hallway there that led to the rest rooms. As 
she was going down it a man came out of the men's room and eyed her 
appreciatively. 

"Well, hi there, honey." 

"Hi, yourself," Toni grinned, still feeling hot and cocky. 

"You must be new round here." 

"uh, huh." 

"You got a hot body there." 

"It's feelin' real hot, right now," she growled, grinning up at him. 

"That so? Maybe I got somethin' that can cool it down a mite." He leaned 
forward, his arms around her as he trapped her against the wall. She looked 
into his face only inches away, and was seized with an almost overpowering 
urge to grab him and rape him right there. She'd never felt this hot before 
in her life. 

Then his arms slid around her and pulled her to him. His lips came down on 
hers and his tongue darted into her mouth. She returned the grip 
passionately, not protesting at all when his hands slid onto her rounded ass 
cheeks and squeezed them tightly. 

She groaned, flickering her tongue against his as his right hand slid down 
onto her breasts and started rubbing the skin above the little bra. 

Then Carl grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and tossed him against the 
far wall. 

"Get the fuck outa here," she glared, her hand halfway out of her fist, the 
gun visible. The guy gulped, then backed off, staggering down the hall and 
out into the restaurant proper. Carla turned to glare at Toni, who was 
leaning back against the wall, panting heavily. 

She grabbed her by the arm and shoved her forward into the ladies room. It 
was empty and Carla pushed her against a wall, glaring angrily. 

"What the fuck is the matter with you?" 

"Nothing," Toni replied, sulkily. 

"You dumb cunt. You that turned on by this? You are, ain't you. Were you 
gonna just let that guy fuck you right there in the hallway or what?" 

"I wasn't gonna let him fuck me," 

"Yeah, sure. You so hot you burnin' up. I seen girls get off like that 
before on the hooker thing." 

Toni pushed herself away from the wall but Carla shoved her back against the 
hard tiles. 

"I'm not ... " 

"Bullsheeeit." 

Carla suddenly jammed her hand in between Toni's thighs and squeezed her 
cunt hard. Toni gasped and tried to wriggle away, but Carla was a lot bigger 
and stronger. She repeatedly squeezed, kneaded, and rubbed at Toni's crotch 
as she kept her forced back against the wall. 

She grabbed Toni's wrists and forced them together against the wall above 
the younger woman's head, holding them in place with just one of her big 
hands as she continued to squeeze her leather clad cunt. 

After thirty seconds Toni no longer fought her. She slumped back against the 
wall as her cunt began to burn like a bonfire. Carla squeezed harder, her 
hand sliding right in between Toni's slim thighs to cup her pubic mound from 
underneath and push upwards hard. 

"Uuuuuuuuhhhhhhh!" Toni sighed. 

"Yeah, you ain't hot," Carla snorted. Her strong fingers continued to knead 
the hot flesh of Toni's cunt through the leather pants and after long 
moments, Toni's pelvis began to helplessly hump back out at her. 

"Oh Jesus ... Jesus ... Jesus, Uhhh ... Uhhhnnnggh!" Her eyes rolled upward 
and her ass started rubbing and grinding against the tiles as she humped 
down at Carla's hand. 

Her vision flared red as a wave of carnal ecstasy ran up and down her spine. 
Her mouth opened in a soundless scream that turned into a series of squeaks, 
then short, sharp grunts that sounded like animal bark. 

"Ungh! Ung! Ung! Ung! Ung! Ung! Ung! Ung! Ung!" she gasped, her back arching 
as she jammed her crotch down onto Carla's hand. 

She came furiously, her head rolling against the wall, her body slapping 
heavily as she ground herself against Carla's manipulative fingers. 

Finally it was over and, gasping and moaning, she slid to the ground as 
Carla stepped back and let her go. 

"You okay now? Can we get back to work without you rapin' the Johns?" 

Toni hugged herself tightly, mortified now at her behaviour and at the stern 
faced older woman's easy and arrogant manipulation of her body. Unable to 
speak, she meekly followed the tall black woman back out onto the streets. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Toni WaStoo stunned with herself for the rest of the shift to do much of 
anything, including talk. She couldn't believe that she had been ready, 
despite her denials to Carla, to fuck that guy right there. She'd been that 
hot. 

What had come over her? She wasn't any virgin, but holy Jesus Christ! She'd 
fucked maybe six guys since she'd lost her cherry as a teenager, and none of 
them had been one night stands. Now she was ready to fuck some stranger in a 
restaurant. 

And then there was Carla. Toni could hardly even look at her the rest of the 
shift. She was too mortified by what the older woman had done to her. Okay, 
so maybe the tall black woman had forced her, but shit, she had cum! There 
was no way she could deny that, not to herself, and not to Carla. 

She reddened just to think about it. Would Carla tell the others? What a 
humilation that would be. Thank God their microphones had been turned off! 

Her talks with potential Johns after the washroom incident had been meek and 
deferential, not at all like the cocky whore she'd played at before. 
Surprisingly, she'd been very successful. The men apparently thought her 
meekness was a sign of a novice and were eager to be among the first 
clients. 

Thankfully, Carla seemed to have almost forgotten the incident. She didn't 
act differently, or talk about it. At least, not on the street. When they 
got back to the squad room though, it was a different thing. As soon as they 
were alone in the little room she shoved Toni against the table and glared 
angrily at her. 

"You want to tell me now what the fuck you were playing at?" 

"Nothing," Toni gulped, reddening. 

"Are you some nympho, or somethin'?" 

"No!" 

"I can't have you out there by yourself if I can't trust you to remember 
that you're just pretendin' to be a whore." 

"I wasn't going to ... " 

"Yeah, yeah, that's why you came like a fucking cannon in my hand." 

Toni flushed even deeper as Carla's frown eased and her lips tugged upwards 
into a grin. 

"You sure do looks good when you're cummin'." 

"I ... I wasn't ... " 

"Uh, huh. Get those pants off afor they stick to you." 

Carla turned her back and began to strip. Despite her embarrassment Toni had 
no recourse but to peel out of her own clothes. The problem of course, was 
that the pants were just too tight. She managed to get the catch undone, but 
wriggling them down over her hips was just too much, especially since she 
was so tired. 

Carla snorted and came over to her. She was naked herself and she grabbed at 
Toni's pants, tugging down. 

"Sheeeit!" she growled. 

She moved behind Toni, her big round breasts pushing into the bare skin of 
Toni's back as she tugged at the pants. Toni was excruciatingly embarrassed, 
but could hardly protest. Then Carla shoved her back against the low table 
and grabbed the waistband, pulling with all her considerable strength. 

She jerked the pants down over Toni's hips, then tugged, jerked, and yanked 
them down her thighs. Toni lost her balance, and half fell onto the table as 
Carla ripped the skintight pants down off her, lifting her knees and feet 
off the floor as she finally tore them free. 

They ripped loose and Toni's legs fell back to the floor on either side of 
where Carla stood. Her panties had been torn off as well, with the force of 
the pull, and she was now naked as she stared up at the tall, black woman 
glaring down at her. 

Both women stared at each other for a long moment, Toni anxious, 
embarrassed, scared, Carla scowling, chest heaving, eyes dark and hot. Then 
Carla pulled back. Toni sighed, partly in relief, but also in some strange 
way, in regret. 

"Been a long night," Carla said, her voice unsteady. She pulled on her jeans 
as Toni fished her panties out of the leather pants and slipped them on. She 
pulled on her own pants, then her bra and shirt, racing to get fully 
clothed. 

She didn't know what was going on inside her. She was feeling hot lust, and 
it was for Carla. She'd never in her life had any kind of desire for a 
woman, and had no idea why she was feeling it now. 

Their next shift went normally. She found herself turned on again, but since 
she was wearing a miniskirt, there was nothing squeezing her cunt and she 
managed to control herself. 

Carla seemed to forget about that first night and the two became friends of 
sorts, though Toni was uneasy around the tall black woman, partly because of 
what Carla had seen and done, and partly because she still felt a strange 
kind of arousal around her. 

That first day, she'd gone home after work and masturbated several times to 
images of herself and Carla in a lesbian embrace. She didn't even know what 
lesbians did in bed, except cunt licking of course, and the idea of that was 
disgusting, perverted, repulsive, and ... oddly compelling in its own lewd, 
obscene way. 

The fantasies started to fade after a couple of days, and by the end of a 
week she could not imagine actually licking another woman's crotch, nor even 
kissing her. 

It was standard procedure to go out for a few drinks with the guys after 
work, and that included Carla. However, as the days passed Toni began to 
lose some of the embarrassment and uneasiness she felt around the black 
woman. 

After all, they were the only two women in the squad and it was only natural 
for them to stick together to some extent. So when Carla offered her a ride 
home after a drinking bout she didn't think too long before saying yes. 

She didn't live far and it would save a ride on the subway. Not many New 
Yorkers had cars, unless they lived in the suburbs. Neither of them did. 

Toni slumped in the seat, feeling okay as they moved slowly through the 
traffic. Just one more day to go and it would be her weekend. 

She hadn't thought about it until they arrived at her building, and there 
happened to be an empty space right out front, but then it only seemed 
natural to invite Carla up for a drink. She hadn't thought Carla would 
accept. She'd been polite, and friendly, but nothing more since the first 
night they'd met. 

However, Carla nodded and agreed with a shrug. That was when the tingling 
started in Toni's belly. They didn't talk much as they moved upwards in the 
elevator. She lived on the fourteenth floor and the ride in the old elevator 
was uncomfortably long. 

Then she hurried out as the doors opened on her floor. The hall was narrow 
and musty as she moved to her door and unlocked it. She pushed in and Carla 
followed, showing no sign of anything aside from a little curiosity. 

"Nice place," she said, looking around at the little apartment. 

"Thanks. I put a lot of work into it." 

"Nice bedroom." The open door of the bedroom was right next to the bathroom 
and you had to pass both to get into the living room. 

"Uh, thanks." 

"I live in a bachelor apartment." 

"Oh yeah? Well, this place is pretty cheap, really." 

"Yeah, you got lucky." 

"Coffee or something else?" 

"Got a beer?" 

"Sure." 

Toni found herself fumbling with the bottle opener, her stomach clenching 
anxiously as she opened it and then opened another for herself. She cursed 
herself silently, clenching her jaw as she lifted the two bottles and took 
them into the combination living room, dining room. 

The only place to sit down in the little living room was a love seat and 
that was where Carla was sitting as she leafed through some magazines on 
Toni's coffee table. Toni sat next to her, handing her the beer. Carla took 
it with an absent minded thanks. 

They chatted idly about work and the job for about half an hour. Toni was 
too hyper to really concentrate on what Carla was saying at first, but the 
woman's nonchalant, casual air gradually began to calm her as she realized 
that, whatever she might be feeling, Carla was not. 

Carla was sitting on her right, and both of them were sitting forward on the 
couch. Toni's stomach had just about returned to normal when Carla casually 
reached across with a finger and slid it under Toni's bangs, sliding them 
back out of her eyes. 

If she'd been hooked up to a blood pressure monitor the thing would have 
shot through the roof. She could hear her heart pounding as he pulse shot 
up. She sat back against the back of the couch, looking down at her hands, 
which were anxiously clasped together in her lap. 

Then Carla reached forward again, this time her hand gently shoving Toni's 
thick dark hair back over her forehead. She didn't say anything. Toni was 
talking at the moment about an instructor at the academy. Her voice went up 
several pitches but she doggedly continued, pretending an ease and 
non-chalance she did not feel. 

Then as she looked up she realized that Carla's face was much closer to hers 
as the woman leaned across towards her. Toni stammered, losing her train of 
thought, her head pulling back as Carla's moved forward. 

Then Carla's lips pressed softly against hers. She didn't react at all, but 
she felt a bolt of searing fire burn into her system at the touch of Carla's 
lips. Carla pulled back, staring into Toni's white face with a quirky smile. 

Then she leaned forward again, their lips joining, the kiss long, deep, 
passionate, but again, one sided. Toni was sweating, her hands fidgeting in 
her lap, her heart thumping in her chest. 

Carla pulled her lips back as Toni stared into her eyes, mesmerized. She 
trembled weakly as Carla brought her hand up and caressed her cheek. Then 
the hand slid down onto the side of her neck, then over her shoulder, then 
down onto her left breast, cupping it gently, then squeezing it. 

Carla brought both her hands to the buttons down the front of Toni's shirt, 
undoing them one by one until she got to the one just above the waistband of 
Toni's pants. She pulled the shirt apart, revealing Toni's lacy pink bra. 

Though she had already seen her naked body a number of times, Toni still 
blushed as Carla popped the catch at the center of her bra and pulled the 
cups apart. Her breasts were hot and swollen, her nipples pointing out 
stiffly. 

Carla's right hand slid in and onto her left breast, caressing it gently, 
sliding under the rounded orb, rubbing the underside as she cupped it. Toni 
stared down at the hand on her breast as if spellbound. 

Then Carla tilted her head up, her hand under her chin. Again she pressed 
her lips against Toni's, her tongue sliding into Toni's mouth as she leaned 
further into her. She kissed a soft trail down along the nape of Toni's 
neck, then further, her face dropping to the younger woman's chest. 

She pulled the shirt further apart, then slid her tongue onto Toni's left 
nipple. Toni gasped, her body jolted by the contact, her breathing getting 
more and more heavy and ragged. Carla's left arm slid around her shoulder as 
her tongue lapped at one nipple, then the other. 

She closed her lips around the left nipple and sucked gently as Toni moaned 
weakly above her, arching her back involuntarily. 

Carla pulled back then, her lips sliding back onto Toni's as her hand slid 
up and down Toni's smooth, white belly. She deftly popped the catch of 
Toni's pants, then slid inside, her fingers moving into her panties and over 
her hot, tangled mass of curly cunt hair, down between her sweating thighs. 

"Ohhh!" Toni gasped as she felt the woman's hand slide over her bare cunt. 
She was gasping for breath, on the verge of hyper-ventilating as her body 
was racked by tremors of lust and anxiety. 

"Relax," Carla whispered, her lips nuzzling at her throat. Her fingers slid 
up and down the narrow cleft between Toni's pubic lips, searching for and 
finding the hard little clitty. Toni's back arched again as Carla's fingers 
ground together around her little bud and drove her to a convulsive orgasm. 

She jerked hard against the other woman's body, her head smashing back 
against the seat back as she groaned low and long. She stiffened, then 
relaxed, then stiffened again, her body arching hard as her cunt ground down 
against Carla's fingers. 

Her head reeled as the orgasmic ecstasy washed over her and left her a 
panting mass of quivering flesh and exposed nerve endings. She felt, rather 
than saw Carla pull her shirt out of her pants and shove it back over her 
shoulders. Then the black woman tugged her pants and panties down her legs, 
pulling them off and leaving her naked. 

Again her skin began to flush as the black woman began to idly stroke her 
exposed flesh. Still fully clothed, Carla looked down at Toni's naked body, 
her eyes shifting back and forth. 

Toni had slumped down on the couch, and with her legs spread far, Carla had 
no difficulty palming her sweating, drooling cunt mound, rubbing it as she 
leaned over and kissed Toni with numerous little pecks. 

She turned her and then pushed her down on her back on the couch, spreading 
her legs as she knelt between them. She pried Toni's moist cunt lips apart 
and gazed into the soft pink flesh inside. 

Then her tongue drove into the hot cleft, sliding up and down its tight 
length, lapping at her fuck-hole, slurping out the copious wet fuck-honey 
from her burning cunt box. She ran her tongue all around the pulpy cunt 
mound, slurping along the outside of the lips, then running it up and down 
the inside. 

She saved her clitty for last however, then held her cunt lips apart as she 
began to lap and suck at the exposed little bud. Toni yelped and whined, her 
hips bucking upwards as she came again, She mewled in anxious delirium as 
bolt after bolt of gut wrenching sensations of raw, carnal energy slashed 
into her cunt. 

Gasping and panting, her head swirling and her chest still heaving tiredly, 
she let herself be led into the bedroom by the tall black woman and laid out 
on the bed. Unprotesting, she had watched through slitted eyes as Carla had 
smilingly unclipped her handcuffs from her belt, then locked her wrists 
together above her around one of the bars of her headboard. 

Her body burning feverishly, she had lain there, panting heavily as Carla 
started to really work on her fuck-hole, twirling her tongue in her tight 
tunnel, grinding her teeth and lips over the raw little clitty, fucking her 
fingers up and down her cunt-tube. 

She came again, and then again, her ass bouncing and shaking through blast 
waves of orgasmic pleasure as Carla lapped steadily at her fuck entrance. 

"Ohhhhh! OHHHH! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" she grunted, her ass bouncing 
on the bed as Carla covered her cunt slit with her mouth and sucked 
furiously. The handcuffs rattled against her headboard as her hands pulled 
convulsively at them, trying to tear free. 

Carla knelt between her splayed thighs, calmly sucking down more of her fuck 
juice as Toni slowly emerged from the orgasmic storm. 

Toni's head rested on her arms as she looked down between the rounded orbs 
of her swollen breasts at the top of Carla's head. She watched that long 
pink tongue slurping at her cunt box until her vision blurred and her eyes 
weakly closed. 

Then Carla was kneeling, pulling her shirt off, undoing her bra. Toni's eyes 
fixed on her huge fat brown tits as Carla peeled out of her pants. Then her 
eyes shifted to the black woman's dark pubic hair and the slit within. 

Carla crawled forward up her body until her head was directly over Toni's, 
then she settled atop her, her hips coming down against Toni's thighs like a 
man in the missionary position. 

Again, their mouths joined together, their tongues sliding sensuously over 
each other like sinewy snakes. Toni groaned in delight, astonished at the 
feeling of Carla's big firm round tits pressed down against her own. She 
could feel the hard black nipples digging into her sensitive tit meat as her 
own nipples scraped along Carla's brown flesh. 

As their mouths joined together and their tongues slithered and rolled back 
and forth between each other's oral cavities, Toni tasted, for the first 
time every, the sweetness of girl juice, her own. 

Throughout, they had not spoken to each other, now, as Toni opened her mouth 
to speak, Carla quieted her with another kiss. 

"Ca ... Ca ... Carla ... " 

"Shhhhhhh." She kissed Toni, her weight like that of a man's atop her. Their 
soft, fleshy breasts rolled and squashed together as they kissed. Carla 
began grinding her hips against Toni's thighs, as though she had a cock to 
fuck her with. 

Toni's hands pulled fitfully at the cuffs binding them above her, wanting to 
hug the other woman, to caress her flesh. Carla's hands slid through Toni's 
black hair, then over her face as the kiss went on and on. She kneaded the 
soft white tit flesh and rubbed against her pussy. 

Then she pulled up, crawling up, straddling the slender, panting white body. 
She grasped the headboard in her hands as her knees came down on either side 
of Toni's head, her crotch directly over the slender young face. 

Toni stared up into the gaping crotch above her, her head filled with the 
musky scent of the black woman's hot, steaming snatch. Then it came down 
lower and lower until the drooling cunt cleft was right against her mouth. 
She had never licked a woman before, but knew how it felt now from the other 
side. 

Tentatively, her tongue rose upwards to flick along the edges of Carla's 
slit. She probed harder then, pushing the tip of her pink tongue in between 
the tight cunt lips above, sliding it up along the narrow cleft towards the 
clitoris. 

Carla's juices dripped into her mouth as she drove her tongue deep between 
the taut cunt lips and slurped it upwards along her slit. She flicked it 
across Carla's clit, then began alternately blowing a stream of hot air 
upwards and sucking furiously. 

Her head was pulsing, throbbing in blinding sexual passion, gripped by the 
sensuous carnality of their forbidden act, the perversity of what she was 
doing, of what they were doing. What shock those who knew her would feel, 
could they only see. What a lewd excited arousal many of them would 
experience. 

Carla grunted high, high above her as Toni managed to get her lips around 
the bobbing, jerking little clitty and suck hard. Carla began swivelling her 
hips, mashing her buttocks and cunt mound down on Toni's face. She jammed 
her crotch hole against the girl's narrow chin, then rode upwards over her 
mouth and nose and forehead before sliding back. 

She rubbed her cunt mound up and down Toni's face with growing excitement, 
humping faster and faster as she felt an orgasm rushing forward to embrace 
her. She squeezed her own titties, her fingers sinking deep into the dark 
brown flesh as she bounced atop Toni's face. 

Below her, Toni could only push her tongue out to catch what she could as 
Carla rubbed back and forth with desperate fury, coating her entire face 
with her cunt milk. Carla sighed in pleasure, twisting her fat tit meat as 
she ground her cunt down onto Toni's face. Her cunt juice flowed down onto 
the upturned white face as she jammed herself down again and again. 

Then she had rolled off and her mouth joined against Toni's, their lips 
locked together as their bodies rolled and squeezed and jerked against one 
another. Carla slid her lips onto Toni's right nipple and sucked it up into 
her mouth, then bit down hard. Toni squealed in pain and shock, bucking her 
hips upward. 

Carla straddled her belly, her soft brown ass flesh rubbing against Toni's 
stomach as her hands kneaded the girl's round white breasts. She leaned 
over, her own fat mammaries dropping down beneath her chest as she pressed 
them against Toni's face. 

She seized her own tit and squeezed it, then pushed the hard nipple at 
Toni's mouth. 

"Suck it," she panted. "Suck it!" 

Toni closed her lips around the hard black nipple, sucking it and a big 
chunk of brown tit meat into her mouth. Her lips pulled inward as she 
sucked, then her teeth began to grind and chew on the hard, swollen nipple, 
making Carla groan and wince. 

Carla was grinding her puffy, fur covered cunt mound up and down against 
Toni's soft, concave belly, but now she pulled her tit out of the smaller 
woman's mouth and slid backwards to kneel between Toni's splayed thighs. 

She twisted Toni a little onto her side, then slid her own right leg under 
Toni's left leg. Their legs spread like two pairs of scissors, their 
crotches slid into each other and their puffy cunt mounds squashed together. 

Carla's big hands were clutching Toni's hips, then slid around her, one on 
her back, the other on her belly as she pushed her own cunt hard into Toni's 
fuck entrance. She began to grind her pussy against Toni's as the black 
haired girl groaned and gasped and wriggled against her. 

Carla held her around her waist as she jammed her fuck pad against Toni's, 
rubbing their wet, drooling cunt clefts back and forth against each other. 
Toni" was helpless to do anything but grit her teeth and try and pull Carla 
in with her legs. Powerful sensations of animalistic lust rippled up and 
down her spine as she felt her own soft fuck pad grinding and mashing 
against Carla's. 

She whimpered in dazed confusion, her system overawed by the blasting 
explosions of sexual pleasure searing through her body. Her hot, swollen 
breasts screamed in bliss as Carla's hand slid up her belly and began to 
knead and squeeze the tender meat. 

"Gonna fuck you!" Carla panted. "Gonna fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck your white 
cunt! Uhhhhh! UHhhhhhhh! YEeeaaah! Ooohhhh! Take it! Take it! Yeahhh!" 

She twisted and ground her crotch against Toni's, delighting in the harsh 
massage the other woman's cunt mound gave her clitty and cunt slit. 

She reached down and pried Toni's cunt apart with her big fingers, causing 
the slighter woman to gasp and quiver in pain and sexual heat, then, holding 
the lips apart with her big fingers, she pulled her own dark flesh apart, 
revealing her pink gash. 

She twisted herself around slightly, then carefully brought the two open 
cunt mouths together, pink flesh against pink flesh, hot, seeping, oily cunt 
meat pressed silkily against itself as she pressed her groin firmly down and 
ground her meat into Toni. 

"OOoohhhhh Noooooooo! OOOoohhh! Fuuuuuuuuck!" Toni groaned, her body shaking 
and trembling as fire ripped up and down her frame. Carla's slick cunt meat 
crushed her own and their clitties flicked back and forth against each 
other, sending a flash of fire into their bellies each time they made 
contact. 

Carla was grunting and panting herself. Her jaw was slack and her eyes 
narrow slits. Sweat dripped off her forehead as she ground steadily at 
Toni's cunt meat. Her big hands were locked onto the smaller woman's body, 
her right squeezing Toni's ass flesh, her left folded around Toni's left 
tit, mashing and twisting it mercilessly. 

Then Toni came, bucking and writhing, her legs flailing, her body arching as 
her hands pulled furiously against the handcuffs. She grunted repeatedly, 
her mouth open in a near soundless scream of glee as ecstasy rippled along 
her nervous system. 

Carla twisted the shaking woman onto her side, shoving her left leg high 
into the air as she smashed her cunt against Toni's. She folded Toni's 
upright leg against her own chest, squashing her fat black titties around it 
as she repeatedly slapped and bounced her cunt against Toni's. 

Then she followed her into the fold of the all-encompassing orgasmic storm, 
her lips pulled back in a snarl as she grit her teeth and hissed in 
pleasure, her body quivering as she gasped and panted and air blew out 
through her clenched teeth with the sound of a steam pipe. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Toni and Carla had spoken little after their dual orgasm. Carla had looked 
at her watch almost casually, then climbed off Toni's prone body and gotten 
dressed. Then she'd removed her handcuffs from around Toni's slim wrists, 
blown her a kiss, and left. 

Toni was left to gather together her scattered wits, then try and figure out 
what had happened. She felt no love for Carla. Her feelings towards the 
tall, powerful woman were more akin to respect tinged with admiration for 
her abilities as a cop. Yet quite aside from her emotions there was her 
body's definate attraction towards her. 

The raw sensuousness of the woman had an electrical affect on Toni that 
she'd never experienced before around any man, let alone any woman. The way 
she'd fallen to pieces and allowed herself to be used, without really 
responding or even taking part, was something that was totally unfamiliar to 
her. 

She always played a very active part in lovemaking. To lie there, 
handcuffed, and play a passive, submissive role was outside her nature. Yet 
something had definitely aroused her about it, about being cuffed and fucked 
... FUCKED by the powerfully built woman. 

Carla had found and touched a submissive side of her that she'd never even 
realized was there, and it scared her a little. She'd been a tough girl all 
her life, and wasn't ready to give up her independence and freedom in 
anything, especially not lovemaking. 

Still, as she lay on the bed afterwards, her arms and legs parted widely and 
she spread herself out on the oversized mattress as though bound to the four 
corners, and the thought brought a shiver to her body, a tingling to her 
loins, and a sizzling heat to her mind. 

* * * * * 

Nor was Carla about to forget. 

Next day, as they changed together in the little room, her arms had gone 
around Toni's belly as she'd been bending over, and Toni had felt Carla's 
crotch pushing against her round buttocks. Carla pumped her crotch into 
Toni's ass several times. 

"Gonna fuck you baby, fuck you with a big black nigger cock!" she hissed, 
her mouth sucking at the nape of her white neck. Then she let go and backed 
away, pulling on her mini-skirt as Toni staggered across to the wall and 
looked back with wide eyes. 

Carla winked at her, then pulled a bra on and began to position her big 
mounds of brown tit meat inside the cups. Naked, Toni swallowed nervously, 
and turned to don a slinky, skin tight sheath dress. It was bright blue, and 
hugged her curves like a second skin. 

She wore no bra under it and her breasts were two firm, round mounds 
pressing against the fabric, her nipples twin bumps on the smooth blue 
hillocks. 

Carla slid a long haired blonde wig over Toni's head and positioned it 
carefully. It was all the nervous young rookie could do to hold still with 
Carla's big tits so close to her face. She'd decided yesterday was an 
abberation and was not going to be repeated. 

"Now, ain't you a doll!" Carla grinned, standing back to admire her 
handiwork. 

"Yeah, that'll bring em' on in crowds. Take a look." 

Toni looked at the mirror on the wall and was surprised. She'd never thought 
about dyeing her hair before but blonde looked quite good on her, and 
natural with her fair skin. 

"You look delicious," Carla grinned. "I could take a nice bite out of you 
myself, girl." 

Toni turned around, backing away from the other woman but Carla only walked 
past her to the door and out into the squad room. Her senses jangling, Toni 
followed. 

* * * * * 

A white Ferrari pulled up alongside them and a man leaned over to peer out 
the window. Carla moved forward but he waved her back, motioning towards 
Toni. Toni stepped forward, smiling coquet-tishly as she bent forward. 

"You're one cute little girly," he said, his eyes sliding up and down her 
body. "I'd like to fuck you in the asshole." 

"Zat so?" Toni mused. 

"Yeah. I bet you got a nice tight asshole. Turn around and let me see your 
ass." 

Growling under her breath, Toni straightened then turned to show him her 
ass. 

"Nice. Bend over a little. Yeahhhh, real nice." 

She turned around again, smile afixed to her face. 

"I got a ten incher, baby. Think you can take that up your asshole?" 

"I dunno. Why should I?" she asked. 

"Why? Cause you're a whore. I bet you dream about getting fucked up the ass 
by big fat cocks all j the time.". 

"Not really." 

"No? I bet I can split you wide open, bitch." 

"That doesn't sound very nice to me. Why should I let you?" 

"Why not?" 

"Listen, pal, this is all real nice, but I got things j to do." 

"How much you want?" 

"For what?" 

"For getting fucked in the asshole, you stupid whore!" 

"What you offering?" 

"I'm offering to ream out your tail pipe." 

Offer me money, you shit eating cock sucker, she snarled to herself. She'd 
put the cuffs around this moron herself if he'd just offer her some money. 

"Tell you what, slut. I'll give you five dollars to fuck your asshole. How's 
that. That's about what you're worth, isn't it. Five bucks and I get to fuck 
your asshole for, say five hours. Okay?" 

"That sounds okay to me, queer boy." 

"What? Who the fuck you calling queer, you fuckin' whore!" 

"Eat shit and die!" 

"I'll fucking show you who's gonna eat shit and die, bitch!" Washington and 
Jenkin were closing in on his door as he pulled a gun from beside his seat 
and pointed it at her forehead. She had barely enough time to realize that 
he was about to shoot her before Carla's gun barked several times beside her 
and the guy was thrown backwards against his door, the gun dropping out of 
his hand. 

Washington opened the door and the guy tumbled out onto the street as Shultz 
and Morgan raced over from the alley. Carla let her arm fall as she coolly 
watched the others drag the man out onto the street. Toni stood rooted to 
the sidewalk, still seeing the round gun barrel pointed at her face. 

"Fuckin' freaks," Carla sniffed. 

She turned and eyed Toni, then put her hand on her shoulder and shook her 
lightly. 

"You okay?" 

"Uh, yeah," Toni gulped, feeling weak. 

"Gotta watch out for these assholes. Knew this guy was a jerkoff the way he 
was talking." 

"He was ... he was gonna kill me!" 

"Maybe, maybe he just got off on scaring whores. Too late to ask now." 

"Jesus!" 

"Don't worry about it. Part of the job bein' a whore. That's why you always 
keep your hand near your purse." 

Sirens began to sound and soon blue and whites filled the area with their 
red white and yellow flashing lights. Lieutenant Becker arrived and the rest 
of the shift was taken up with interviews and reports. 

Carla was late getting out because of her longer interview with the shooting 
team. The rest of them waited at the bar, drinking a lot more than usual 
because they were all a little shaken by the sudden and dramatic turn of 
events. 

By the time Carla arrived Toni had already had a double and three singles 
and was starting to feel a little easier about her narrow brush with death. 
They laughed and joked about things, since that was the way cops dealt with 
death. 

To Toni's surprise, even Lieutenant Becker showed up after a while. By then 
everyone had gone except for her, Carla, and Shultz. Becker congratulated 
her on her "coolness", as if he didn't know she was frozen to the ground at 
the time and couldn't have moved an inch. 

Shultz left, after losing an arm wrestling match with the Lieutenant. Toni 
had had more than too much to drink, trying to forget the sight of that big 
gun pointed at her, and Carla drove her home. She was vaguely expecting some 
kind of sex, but to her surprise, all Carla did was strip her and put her to 
bed. 

Next day she was feeling miserable. She had a huge headache for one thing, 
and now that she was sober, she was remembering how close she'd come to 
getting her head shot off. She felt very awkward around Carla too. She'd 
never liked being indebted to people, even close friends, and here she was 
more indebted to Carla than she'd ever been to anyone in her life. 

So after work that night, when Carla invited her back to her house for a 
drink, she couldn't turn her down, even though her guts clenched a little at 
the thought of sex with her. She knew she wouldn't be able to refuse, not 
with what she owed her. 

Carla's apartment might have been a bachelor, but it was bigger than Toni's 
even so. A huge square room in an old building, with narrow windows that 
went all the way up to the ten foot high roof. Carla had a big double bed 
under a pair of those windows, off beyond her living room set. 

They sat on the couch talking for about fifteen minutes. Toni was more than 
a little uptight, waiting for the black woman to come on to her. She wasn't 
prepared though, when Carla stood up, put down her drink, and held her hand 
out towards Toni. 

"Come and dance with me." 

"Huh?" 

"Dance. Let's dance. I love this song." 

"Uh, okay." 

She took Carla's hand, her small one almost disappearing into the big 
woman's paw. Carla hauled her up and pulled her against herself. The song 
was a slow one and Carla's arm slid around her waist as she took the male 
position and began to lead Toni around the room. 

They danced for about five minutes, Toni getting more and more anxious as 
their bodies ground and pressed together. Then suddenly, Carla pushed her 
back against the wall. She stared down into Toni's eyes, then slowly slipped 
her cuffs out of her belt and clipped them around Toni's right wrist. 

Toni looked down at her wrists, numbly watching as Carla locked "the 
handcuffs around her other wrist. She didn't protest, said nothing, mutely 
following as Carla slowly pulled her a few feet along the wall. She raised 
Toni's hands high, forcing the shorter woman up onto her toes briefly as she 
slipped the chain of the handcuffs over a hook protruding from the wall. 

Toni was able to drop back onto her heels, but only just barely. Her back 
was ramrod straight as the handcuffs pulled painfully at her wrists. She 
stared into Carla's eyes still, her body trembling slightly as the big woman 
eyed her up and down. 

Eyes locked on hers, Carla moved her hands to the buttons on Toni's shirt, 
then undid them one by one. She undid the belt around Toni's waist, then 
unsnapped, unzipped and pulled down her jeans. She pulled open Toni's bra, 
holding her shirt and bra apart as she gazed down at the nubile young body. 

Then she slid her hand onto Toni's belly. She placed it flat, then slowly 
began circling her hand around Toni's belly and upper abdomen. Her other 
hand slid up between Toni's breasts and onto her upper chest, slowly 
caressing her breastbone. 

Her right foot came down onto Toni's pants, bunched up around her ankles, 
and clawed it out from under her. Toni lifted her legs passively. 

Her mind was awhirl with mixed emotions. She was afraid of this tall, 
voluptuous woman and her dominant lust and assertive personality, 
uncomfortable even in her presence, self-conscious in her own nudity and in 
her bound position, and yet, deeply attracted, not to Carla, so much as to 
the eroticism of her own submission to her. 

She wished there were a mirror so she could see herself, knowing how erotic 
she must appear with her hands bound above her like this. 

Carla's hand slid down her abdomen and into her panties, moving through her 
pussy hair to cup her pubic mound firmly. She began rubbing at her pussy as 
she bent forward and began nibbling at Toni's throat and the side of her 
face. 

Things were quiet, neither speaking. Toni bent her head aside, away from 
Carla's licking tongue and suckling mouth. She gave a start as she felt 
Carla's fingers sliding around her left nipple. Her nipples were hard and 
swollen with a lust that was growing greater with each passing minute. 

Carla's thumb and forefinger gripped the hard little nipple gently but 
firmly, then began to twist it from side to side as her tongue lapped at the 
side of Toni's throat. 

Her other hand was still buried in Toni's panties, Toni groaned as she felt 
one of the rubbing, grinding little fingers twist and push its way up into 
her hot, wet cunt-hole, sliding deep into her body. 

A second joined it, then a third went thrusting up into Toni's fiery cunt 
opening as Carla thumbed her clitty. Toni's legs had opened involuntarily, 
even though it put more weight on her already aching wrists and arms. She 
had to raise herself onto her toes as her legs widened further. 

She panted loudly, her body sweating, her skin burning with prickly heat. 
Carla reached down and gripped the thin elastic around her waist, then tore 
it, ripping her panties off and leaving Toni completely nude. 

She gave a low cry, then shuddered as Carla quickly dropped to her knees, 
her hands gripping the undersides of Toni's thighs, forcing them wider, 
actually lifting them off the floor so the bulk of Toni's weight hung on her 
wrists. She pushed her face into Toni's crotch, her tongue pushing between 
her cunt lips and sliding up and down her moist cleft. 

"Uhhhhhhhnnnnnn ... ," Toni moaned, her head back against the wall as she 
stared up at the roof through slitted eyes. 

"C ... C ... Caaarrrrllaaaaaa...!" 

Carla used her forearms now to hold Toni's thighs up, using her fingers to 
pry open her cunt lips like the blossoms of a flower, holding them wide 
apart as she gazed into the sopping pink cunt meat. Toni groaned again as 
Carla's mouth moved directly against her little cunt opening, locking 
against it. 

Carla blew out a powerful burst of air, then sucked hard, her lips pulling 
at Toni's cunt meat. Her tongue pushed out then and slid into the little 
hole, slipping back and forth inside the front of Toni's fuck-tunnel. 

She moved her tongue higher as she concentrated on Toni's hard little clit. 
She folded her lips around it and sucked hard as her tongue whipped back and 
forth across it. 

Toni's head tossed and jerked as her body twitched spastically. Her high, 
round titties ached, feeling like overfull balloons ready to burst. Toni's 
cunt was afire, sending hard, ripping jolts of heat up into her belly and 
chest. 

She came, her body shaking violently against the wall, her head bouncing 
against the wall, then her chin grinding against her chest as air puffed out 
between her clenched teeth. 

"Oh fuck! FUuuuuuuuucckkkk ... ," she gulped. "Oh! OH! OH FUCK! 

UUUUUUUNNNGGGHHHHHH ... ," she groaned, her body flaring with heat, her cunt 
sizzling like a live wire. 

Carla lapped steadily at her flowing fuck-honey, drinking it down with 
greedy lust as her tongue slithered up and down the girl's cunt slit. 

Then Carla stood in front of her and Toni gazed up numbly to see her smug 
face grinning down at her. 

"Little bitch!" she hissed. Quickly, she stripped out of her own clothes as 
Toni stared up dazedly. Then her mouth covered Toni's again, smothering all 
words as her tongue pushed into Toni's mouth and her arms encircled her 
slight waist, drawing their bodies tight together. 

Toni moaned as the woman's fat hard breasts rubbed back and forth against 
her own. Carla's right leg slid between Toni's legs, her thigh pushing 
against Toni's crotch as she ground against her. Her hands cupped Toni's 
hair and ass flesh, their bodies firmly locked together from lips to crotch. 

She rubbed her thigh hard against Toni's cunt as her tongue roved all around 
the inside of her mouth. A single finger slid up into her anus, probing 
deeply. 

Toni whimpered and jerked helplessly against her as her cunt began to steam 
again. Her breasts glowed with heat as Carla began rubbing her chest from 
side to side, slapping her big titties against Toni's smaller ones. 

Then without warning, Carla pulled aside. Toni's dulled eyes opened and 
blinked dazedly up to see a new face staring down at her, a black face, a 
round face, a man's face. It was Lieutenant Becker, all six-foot-four of 
him, his bald head shining as he moved against her. 

He was naked, and her breath caught at first at the sight of the rippling 
muscles on his body, and the huge erection between his legs. His barrel 
chest pushed against her breasts then, crushing them back against her ribs 
as he seized her hair and pulled her face against him. His lips crushed hers 
and his big red tongue filled her mouth. 

She felt his hard-on pressed up between their bodies momentarily, felt its 
hardness and thickness and length as it pressed against her. Then Carla took 
it in her hands and pointed it at Toni's slit. Toni felt its blunt nose 
pushing against her cunt opening. She groaned into his mouth, her body 
wanting, needing penetration, despite her horrified humiliation at the 
Lieutenant's presence. 

She felt his fat cockhead force her cunt lips in and back as it slowly 
pushed into her body. Her cunt burned anew with the pain-of his thick, 
powerful penetration. Her opening was stretched wider and wider as his fat 
fuck-tube forced its way inward. 

She shivered in her cuffs, his mouth still locked onto hers as it mashed 
around against her and his tongue jabbed and darted and slithered all over 
her oral cavity. Then his cock sank deep into her pelvic tunnel and she let 
out a long, agonizing groan. 

His cock stretched her fuck-tunnel wide as it drove up into her. The 
cockhead ploughed deep into her belly, finally mashing up against her cervix 
as the Lieutenant's-balls pushed up against her buttocks. He jammed her leg 
wide as he threw his hips forward, smashing his cock against the end of her 
fuck-box. 

"Like that, don't cha'?" he gritted, his mouth momentarily tearing loose 
from hers. "Like that? Eh? Eh? EHHH?" He punctuated each growl with a hard 
thrust, smashing her back against the wall as his cock hammered against her 
cervix. 

His hands slid around her, cupping her ass. His fingers were like fat, hard 
sausages as they kneaded her ass meat, then slid between her legs, pulling 
her legs wider as he began to rut into her. 

Toni's mouth opened and closed as she panted and moaned in aching sexual 
bliss. Her eyes blinked rapidly, her vision blurring and clearing, then 
blurring again. She saw Carla, standing ofT to her right, her hand rubbing 
at her own cunt as she watched with excited eyes. 

"Fuck her, Jessie! Fuck her! Rip her! Pump that pussy!" Carla groaned, 
lingering her clitty. 

Becker's powerfully muscled body was hammering the slender young woman 
against the wall with savage force, jarring her dazed mind with the force of 
his ruthless blows. His cock was rodding back and forth in her cunny with 
short, sharp strokes. 

His mouth roamed her face, chewing, sucking, kissing, licking. He swung his 
hips harder, his cock sawing against her clit with long, savage strokes. He 
was much taller than her and his cock was grinding against her clitty with 
cruel force. 

She came again, came right in his hands, came around his pistoning 
fuck-pole. 

"OH! OH! OH! OH GOD! OH GOD! OOOOOoooohhhhh!" she gasped. "Oh no! Ohhhh! 
Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" 

She grunted furiously as Becker slammed his cock up into her crotch-hole. 
Her legs jerked and twitched as her buttocks slapped back against the wall. 

Her body was rocked by blast after blast of high intensity sexual ecstasy. 
She arched her back, pushing her ass out from the wall, trying to impale 
herself on his fat fucking cock-pole. It continued to pound into her twat as 
their lips locked tightly and their tongues smashed together. 

"Wait! Wait, Jessie!" Carla cried, trying to pull him loose. 

"Fuck off woman!" he snarled, shoving her back hard. He reached down and 
gripped Toni's legs below the knees then lifted them up, shoving them back 
against the wall on either side of her. Her knees made a loud thump as they 
hit the wall beside her. 

Then he started to really pump, his hips swinging in wide arcs, his cock 
ripping in and out of her, his cockhead pounding against her cervix as he 
tore into her body with crazed lust. 

Toni screamed, her body shaking and convulsing as she left one orgasm only 
to be trapped by another. She felt utterly impaled on his giant fuck-tube as 
he pistoned it in her belly. Her cunt was wide open, utterly exposed as his 
prick pounded in and out. 

She could hardly breath. Her head shook furiously as Becker continued his 
brutal thrusting. Then she came again, her body once more spasming and 
shaking and convulsing as her cunt exploded in delirious waves of ecstasy. 
Never in her life had she been used like this, FUCKED like this. 

Nothing else described what he was doing to her. He was FUCKING her! His 
hips smashed into her thighs with bruising force as he rutted into her. His 
own breathing was now coming in harsh, strangled gasps as he jammed every 
inch of fuck-meat inside her squeezing, sucking box and then came. 

Toni's eyes widened in shock as she felt a torrent of steaming, bubbling 
semen gushing up into her belly. She grit her teeth, but then tore her lips 
wide to scream as her body flopped and jerked and shuddered through another 
violent orgasmic fit. 

His fat cock continued to pound into her fuck-pit, now spraying little drops 
of cum out around it each time it thrust into her bubbling slit. Her fuck 
honey mixed with his jism and formed a thick, bubbling stew inside her 
belly, making her insides churn and roil. 

He staggered back, letting her legs fall. Carla moved in and lifted her off 
the hook, cushioning her fall to the floor. She unsnapped the cuffs from 
around Toni's red wrists, then pulled her arms behind her back and snapped 
them shut again as the panting, gasping white woman lay on her belly. 

One hand under her arm, the other grasping a fistful of black hair, Connie 
forced the whining girl across to a chair and held her on her knees as she 
sat down. She spread her legs wide, reaching for Toni's hair, pulling her 
forward until her face was against her throbbing cunt. 

"Suck me, white girl!" she hissed. "Suck my pussy! Suck it hard!" 

Toni groaned, but needed little encouragement. She was in a high pitched, 
feverish state of excitement, her entire body trembling and shaking as she 
pushed her tongue into Carla's dark cunt opening. 

Becker knelt behind her and she felt his hands stroking and massaging her 
rounded buttocks. He jerked her legs apart and began to rub at her cunt 
mound. Then she felt his cockhead press against her once again. She 
whimpered in anxious delight and Carla laughed cruelly. 

"You think he's done with one cum , baby. I seen Jessie come five or six 
times and still keep it up." 

Then his hard cockhead popped into her hole and he thrust hard, burying the 
entire length of his massive fat meat inside her fuck-pit. She yelped and 
groaned but Carla tore at her hair, forcing her face back into her pussy. 

The black woman slouched in the chair, her legs up over the arms as she held 
both hands in Toni's hair and forced her into her crotch. Toni's tongue 
lapped desperately at the drooling cunt-pit, driving her tongue in between 
the two black pussy lips to the pink flesh beneath. 

Toni's body began to jerk back and forth as Becker . fucked hard. He seized 
her hips and began to pound his cock into her pulpy cunt opening with even 
more speed and power than he had before. 

She had a hard time keeping her tongue in place and the impatient Carla 
pulled harder on her hair, her big hands coming down on top of Toni's soft 
black hair and mashing her face into her steamy cunt opening. 

Toni licked hard, pushing her tongue as deep as it would go, straining to 
push it further as she wriggled it around inside Carla's fuck tunnel. She 
slipped it up her cleft and flicked it across her clitty, trying to get her 
lips closed around the hard little bud. 

Becker's hips were slamming against her ass cheeks, making them bounce and 
jerk. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air as he drilled 
her slit with hard, full thrusts. 

Carla let go with one hand, sliding it up her body, mashing it against her 
brown tit meat, twisting and squeezing it as she groaned and arched her 
back. She slid her hand up into her hair as she rode Toni's face into a 
rocking, shaking, convulsive orgasmic storm. 

"Uuuuuuhghhhhh! Ooohhhhh! Yeeeaah-hhhhhh! Suck! Suck! Suck! Ung! Ung! Ung! 
Ungh! Uuuuuhhnnnnnggghhh!" 

She slouched deeper on the chair, her legs coming around Toni, drawing her 
in tighter as she mashed the small white face into her spasming black 
crotch. 

She gave a long groan as her orgasm tailed off. She let her legs come wide 
again and lay there draped over the chair, her hands stroking Toni's hair as 
Becker began to fuck into her with total abandon. 

Toni's face lay against her belly, her eyes dazed and glassy as Becker slid 
his hands around her slim waist and began to jerk her back to meet his 
terrible thrusts. His cock pounded into the little twat-slit with furious 
speed. 

"Ngah.. ngah ... ngah ... ngah ... ngah ... ," Toni groaned, her voice 
wavering and quivering as her body was jerked and hammered by the big man 
behind her. 

"Ngah Ngah Ngah Ngah Ngah Ngah Ngah Ngah ... ," she gargled. Her cheek 
bounced and rubbed against Carla's abdomen as Becker rode her like a madman. 
More cum shot into her box, blasting her into another gut wrenching orgasm 
as her body shook violently. 

Still he fucked, his cock churning her guts to a frothing pulp. Again, she 
came, and then again, and then yet again, her body ripping through a ' 
series of searing orgasmic seizures as the big black man continued to screw 
her. 

Then a final blast of milky jism shot into her cunt, spewing up into her 
womb as Becker gave a few final hard, deep thrusts and stopped, his tool 
buried inside her belly as he leaned forward over her, panting heavily. 

"What a cunt!" he gasped. "Better'n mine?" 

"She's tighter'n you, bitch, but she ain't got your talent." 

"Fuckin' right, she ain't, but she kin' learn." 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

The odd thing Was, they didn't treat her any different at work the next day. 
Becker was distantly official while Carla was as brusquely efficient and 
joking as before. Toni's cunt was sore, not real sore, but enough to remind 
her all day and all evening about the terrible, erotic, lewd, baffling 
events of that night. 

She's spent the night at Carla's, too weak and frazzled to go home alone. 
She'd slept in Carla's big bed, in between her and Becker. Her hands had 
remained cuffed behind her back the entire night, and she hadn't wanted it 
any other way. She'd enjoyed the eroticism of having her hands bound behind 
her. 

In the morning, she'd wakened to find Becker pumping into Carla's pussy, 
sending the mattress bouncing and jerking up and down. It had only been a 
quicky and he'd rolled off soon after. Carla had pulled her down between her 
legs to finish the job and she'd sucked out Becker's semen and then licked 
Carla to a moaning orgasm. 

Her hands still cuffed behind her, she'd been led into the bathroom by Carla 
and taken into the shower. The two of them had stood under the shower as 
Carla soaped herself up and then soaped up Toni. 

Then, standing beside her in the big shower stall, Carla had slid her soapy 
hand down between Toni's thighs and began to jerk her off. The situation was 
so intensely arousing, and the feel of the woman's soapy hand against her 
wet, soapy cunt so slippery and delicious that Toni had cum in her hand in 
less than a minute. 

Seemingly satisfied, Carla had finished soaping her off then positioned her 
under the water to wash off. She'd led her out of the shower, dripping wet, 
then used a fluffy towel to dry her off. Toni had sat passively on a chair 
then as Carla used a blow dryer to dry her hair, brushing it so thick curly 
bangs covered her forehead. 

Only then had she taken the cuffs off Toni's wrists. After so many hours 
confined, it felt strange to Toni to have her hands free again. She hadn't 
needed them for much since Carla dressed her herself. 

Once at the station though, she was all business. Nobody could have guessed 
the odd relationship between them. Certainly Toni couldn't figure it out. 
This wasn't the way a good Italian Catholic girl was supposed to act, not 
even one who had spent her teen years as a torn boy. 

She sleepwalked through her job, not needing any great mental ability to 
attract men to her shapely body, pretty face, and flowing blonde hair. She'd 
almost become used to the insults and obscenities, as well as the cat-calls 
from passersby, and mostly ignored them. 

As the night turned to morning and they neared the end of their shift, 
Toni's belly started fluttering, wondering what was going to happen, if 
anything, that night. 

They went back to the station and spent an hour or so working through the 
paperwork, then Carla flung an arm around her shoulders as they were headed 
for the door. 

"C'mon. I'll drive you home." It wasn't a request and they both knew it. 
Toni trembled a little but let the bigger woman lead her down the stairs and 
around into the parking lot. 

She sat there in the passenger seat, bolt upright, staring straight ahead, 
her body rigid. Carla drove casually, turning to eye her now and then with a 
grin. Toni felt like she was prey in some strange hunt, and didn't know 
which way to jump. 

On the one hand she was ashamed of what she'd allowed to happen, both with 
Carla and with the Lieutenant. She was disgusted, repulsed, felt indignant 
that they had used her as they did, and feared they would do it again. 

On the other hand, wild fantasies filled her head, fantasies involving 
chains and whips, of her hanging from her wrists, being fucked hard, her 
body writhing against Carla's, sucking her nipples and clitty. She didn't 
know where these fantasies came from, but they were almost overpowering in 
their strength. 

Even now, as anxious and apprehensive as she was, even though she was almost 
panicky with worry, her pussy was hot, steaming hot, and wet. She didn't 
know what to do, where to turn to. 

They stopped at a light and Carla reached over suddenly, her hand sliding 
behind Toni's head, puling her over as she mashed her lips against Toni's, 
pushing her tongue inside Toni's mouth. 

She pulled back just as suddenly and Toni jerked back, slamming against the 
door. She looked at Carla with wide eyes as the black woman stepped on the 
gas and shifted gears, starting forward. She hugged herself, now visibly 
trembling. 

Only with great effort did she still her shaking. Ten minutes later they 
were in Carla's apartment loft. Carla turned all the lights on and the place 
became quite bright. 

Toni stood uncertainly as Carla went to the kitchenette and got herself a 
drink. She didn't talk as she poured. Then she came back to stand near Toni. 

"Strip." 

"Wh ... what?" 

"Strip. I wanna see that pretty round ass o' yours." 

Toni gulped, then, blushing furiously, she undid her shirt, dropped her 
pants, and stood there in just her underwear. 

"The rest, girl." 

She slowly undid her bra and removed it, then slipped her panties down and 
stepped out of them. 

"Nice. Real nice. She walked around the uneasy girl, her eyes gleaming. Then 
she opened a cupboard and pulled out some rope. 

"Wha ... what's that for?" 

"Just you stand there, baby. Here, put your arms behind your back," she 
reached out and pulled them tighter together. 

"There. Hold your arms with your opposite hands." 

She placed Toni's right hand against her upper left arm and her left hand 
against her upper right arm. Toni trembled slightly as she felt the rope 
slide around her left wrist. Carla cinched it tight, then wrapped it 'around 
her right arm several times. 

She pulled the rope across to Toni's right wrist and tied it tightly against 
her left arm. For good measure, she wound the rope several times around 
Toni's lower arms, binding them together as they crossed her back. 

She pulled the rope then from around her right elbow, around her body under 
her breasts, then slid it around her left elbow, before bringing the rope 
back around front again over her breasts to her right elbow once more. 
Trapped between the two ropes were Toni's round breasts. 

Both were pinched tightly from above and below, right near the chest, and so 
both were pumped out like mushrooms, though oval shaped mushrooms. 

Then Carla brought the rope from her right elbow, over her right shoulder 
and down tightly against the right side of her right breast to tie around 
her right thigh high up near her crotch. She then slid the rope around her 
left thigh and tied it, before bringing it back up the front of Toni's body, 
tightly along the left side of her left breast, and over her left shoulder. 

From there, the rope slid around the back of her neck, then came down over 
her right shoulder, pinching hard against the left side of her right breast, 
going down around the rope joining her thighs together, then back up her 
body along the right side of her left breast and over her shoulder once 
more. 

Now her breasts were squeezed tightly from four directions. The ropes were 
no more than a couple of inches apart and pinched her tit meat very tightly, 
forcing it to ooze out in a taut ball of flesh. 

"You look delicious," Carla growled. She leaned over and licked her face, 
her tongue sliding up from her jaw, over her cheek, almost to her eye. Toni 
managed a tentative smile. 

"Kneel." 

It was difficult for Toni with her thighs bound so tightly, but she managed 
to lower herself to her knees in front of the black woman. Carla smirked 
down at her, then stripped off her short skirt. Underneath she was naked, 
save for her garter belt and stockings. 

She didn't remove her shirt or jacket, and kept on her high heels. She 
stepped directly in front of Toni and looked down at the girl, so tightly 
bound, her chest rising and falling quickly, despite the tight ropes 
encircling it. 

"Suck my pussy, white girl." 

She gripped Toni's head and pulled it forward as she pushed her crotch 
against her. She rubbed Toni's face over her cunt several times, then let 
up, allowing Toni to begin exploring her cleft with her tongue. 

Toni had to tilt her head back as she pushed up into Carla's crotch. She 
slipped her tongue along the dark slit, her nose tickled by Carla's thick 
cunt hair. She probed between the soft, pulpy cunt lips, sliding her tongue 
up and down Carla's slit. 

She tasted Carla's steamy juices, knowing her own were bubbling steadily, 
her body aroused to a fever pitch by her own bondage. Carla slid her fingers 
through her hair but did not force her face against her crotch again, at 
least not yet. 

Toni worked her tongue down to the lower edge of the slit, which was far in 
under Carla, between her thighs. Her nose ground against the top of the slit 
and Carla's frizzy black cunt hair as she searched for her fuck-tunnel and 
then pushed her tongue into it, slurping out more thick girl-honey. 

Carla sighed in pleasure, resting her hands more firmly on top of Toni's 
head as she spread her legs wider. Toni was starting to get good at pussy 
licking and as her tongue probed deep into Carla's fuck-pit, she felt the 
quivering and tightening that signalled an impending orgasm. 

She slid her tongue out of the hole and up onto Carla's clitty, wriggling it 
hard against the little nub as Carla began to grunt and buck against her. 
Carla's fingers tightened on her head as she pushed her crotch into Toni's 
mouth. Toni rubbed her lips hard against the clitty as Carla came, panting 
for air as the woman jammed her face into her crotch. 

Then Carla calmed down. She moved away, but was back in moments, carrying a 
chair. She set it down in front of Toni and sat down, spreading her legs 
around the younger woman as she sat back with a smug, contented smile. 

"Let's see some good tongue work, babe." 

Toni swallowed and bent forward, sliding her tongue into Carla's cunt slit 
once again. She concentrated on her clitty, whipping her tongue across it 
and mouthing it with her lips, squeezing as she sucked. 

In short order Carla had cum again, then a third time. She slouched in the 
chair, her legs high and wide, her hands behind her head as she purred in 
contentment. Her feet came down on Toni's back as she rubbed her ass from 
side to side on the edge of the chair, grunting as she approached a fourth 
orgasm. 

Just as she began her cum, Becker unlocked the door and came in. 

"Oh Yeahhhh! OOooohhhhhh! Lick it! Lick it! Tongue that clitty! Uhhhhh! 
Uhhhhh! Ooh Babbbbyyyy! UuuuOOOOooooo!" 

Becker watched with interest, casually slipping off his jacket and shirt, 
then shucking his shoes and pants. As Carla slowy groaned her way back from 
her cum he walked over beside her. 

"How many's that, babe?" 

"Uhh? Oohh, Jessie. That was ... four, baby." 

"Four? You're getting good work out of her, ain't ya?" 

"You know it, honey." She reached up and slid her hand around his 
semi-flaccid black cock, fisting it and pumping lightly as Becker looked 
down at the bound and bent over white girl. 

"You tied her legs together, bitch! How'm I supposed ta fuck her?" 

"Fuck that pretty face o' hers, Jessie. She's got such a soft little pink 
tongue." 

"I'll have ta' try it, then. Teach her how to deep throat a nigger." 

"You do that, baby. I'm gonna get some toys." 

She got up and sauntered across the room as Jessie sat in the chair. 

"I ... I thought your name was Duke?" Toni gulped, staring into the piss 
hole of his big cock, now hard as steel after Carla's handling. 

"Thas' my street name, baby. Come and suck this meat o' mine." 

She bent over and slipped her lips around the head of his cock, forming a 
tight circle as she slowly took it into her oral cavity. Her lips slid down 
until the cockhead banged against the back of her mouth, then she slid up 
again. 

She bobbed her head up and down, her tired tongue working rapidly against 
his cockhead as he watched. Her mouth slid faster as his cock shaft became 
coated with slippery spit and her lips began to make a wet sucking sound. 

Suddenly his big hands enclosed her head, almost covering it completely as 
he jammed her up and down rapidly on his cock. She felt a splashing wetness 
spit against the end of her mouth, then another, then another. Her mouth 
rapidly filled with jism and she swallowed several times before his orgasm 
passed and he sat back with a sigh of relief. 

"Nice job," he grunted. Then he stood up and moved behind her. His hand slid 
along her shoulders, then up to her hair, then closed around a thick chunk. 
He jerked her head back suddenly, making her yelp in pain. He forced her 
head far back so her back arched and she was looking up at the roof behind 
her. 

Then he stepped right up behind her, his cock held in one hand, the head 
inches from her mouth. He slid it against her lips, then pushed it inside 
and began to slowly pump it into her oral cavity. 

She closed her lips around it as his hands slid against the sides of her 
head and held tightly, forcing her head to stay back as he pumped his cock 
into her mouth. It was an awkward position for Toni, with her head 
practically upside down, but there wasn't much she could do but suck as he 
wanted. 

She sucked and tried to reach the underside of his cock, which was now 
sliding against the upper roof of her mouth. She had to slide her tongue 
around the thick bulk of his cock to get at the underside. 

Then he pumped harder, using longer strokes. She would have told him to ease 
off if she could have gotten a word out. At least, a few days ago she would 
have told a lover to ease off. Now the deliberate using of her, just USING 
her, excited her tremendously. 

Until his cock rammed against the entrance of her throat and popped past it, 
sliding down her gullet. She choked and struggled wildly as her air was cut 
off and her throat ached and tickled. But Jessie held her easily and 
continued to force his fat, fuck-wand down her throat pipe. 

"Just swallow it. Pretend it's a chunk of meat, baby," Carla said. 

"It is," Jessie chuckled. Carla laughed too. She sat on the chair again and 
slid her hand onto Toni's right tit, rubbing and stroking the taut mammary 
as Jessie slid his big black girl-fucker up and down inside the girl's 
throat. 

Toni felt the big log of a cock as it pumped inside her throat. Her throat 
was too narrow but Jessie's cock made it bulge outward, forcing it wider as 
it moved up and down. On the downward strokes, his cockhead pushed almost 
into her chest while his balls pressed against her nose., She was already 
dizzy from her awkward, upside down position and lack of air was making her 
even more so. Then Jessie pulled his cock out, the cockhead popping free of 
her throat like a cork coming out of a bottle. Toni gasped desperately for 
air, her ragged breathing loud in the otherwise silent room. 

Then Jessie pushed his cock inward again. Toni whimpered for a second, 
before her voice, like her breath, was cut off by the bloated intruder which 
slid down her throat. His cock began to pump up and down steadily, like a 
piston in its shaft. His hands held tightly against Toni's head, keeping her 
back. 

Toni was little more than a receptacle for his cockshaft as it pumped up and 
down in her throat. Then she heard a click, followed by a buzzing sound. She 
didn't know what it was and didn't particularly care. 

Until Carla pressed the vibrator against her clitty. 

She jerked in shock at the sudden pressure and vibration. The vibrator 
purred and throbbed and buzzed against her clitty, sending it rattling back 
and forth in her cuntslit. She moaned around the cock plunging inside her 
throat, the sound barely audible above the steady slurping of his cock in 
her wet mouth. 

Carla twisted the vibrator against her clitty, turning it from side to side, 
grinding it against the little bud. Toni's hips began to pump unsteadily, 
her motions restricted by Jessie's hold on her head and the tightness of the 
bonds holding her. 

Her breasts throbbed hotly, the nipples exquisitely hard and ultra 
sensitive. As though she saw or sensed this, Carla's other hand slid up over 
the rounded meat, stroking the flesh, rasping across her hard, pebbly 
nipples. She kept the vibrator positioned against her clit as she bent and 
began to suck on Toni's right nipple. 

Toni ground her crotch down against the vibrator as her juices flooded out 
between her cunt lips. She tongued desperately on the cockshaft as it slid 
back and forth between her throat and lips, unable to suck without any air. 

Carla's fingers massaged her hot, swollen breasts, thumbing her nipples to 
pin-point hardness. Toni's body was trembling and shaking as she neared an 
explosive orgasmic release. 

Then Carla pulled the vibrator back from Toni's cunt. A moment later Toni 
felt something hard and wet placed there instead, and second after that she 
jerked violently, trying to pull away from the ice cube Carla had pushed 
against her clit. 

Carla and Jessie both laughed, holding her in place. Jessie let his cockhead 
pop free of her cunt and air whooshed into Toni's lungs as she breathed 
deeply. 

"Ca ... Ca ... "Carla!" she panted. "Doesn't that feeeel goooooood?" Unable 
to pull her crotch away from the dripping cube, her cunt had gone ice cold. 
The sharp biting ache of the coldness bit into her cunt and especially her 
clitty. 

Relenting slightly, Carla slid the cube away from her cunt, bringing it up 
and placing it against Toni's right nipple instead. 

"Oooooooooooooo ... ," Toni moaned. "Caaaaarrrllaaaaaa!" 

"Like that, baby?" 

"Cooooollldddd!" 

"But you're so hot, baby." 

Toni's nipple stung with cold as Carla shifted it onto the other one. Jessie 
shoved his cock back into her throat as Carla rolled the ice cube around her 
nipple, then slid her lips against the other one and began to suckle like a 
baby. 

Jessie resumed his steady pumping for a second, then rutted furiously for 
long seconds as he grunted excitedly. Toni felt spurt after spurt of cum 
shoot out the end of his prick knob and gurgle down her throat. 

Carla continued to suck her nipple as her right hand slid between her thighs 
and gently stroked her clitty. Her right hand alternated between her tit and 
her cunt, fondling her clit, then coasting up her taut belly to knead her 
tit meat, then gliding back down her belly to dip between her legs again. 

Although Jessie had cum, he continued to pump his cock in her throat. Carla 
pulled back, dropping the ice cube, and Toni heard the click and buzz of the 
vibrator again as she turned it on. A second later she felt its rounded nose 
pressing into her slit just under her clitty, squeezing her clit hard. 

At first her clitty was too numb from the ice to feel it, then it began to 
rapidly twitch and shake to the vibrator's rhythm. Her body was still bowed 
tightly back as Jessie slid his cock up and down her throat tube, but her 
hips began to shake and her ass humped back and forth as the vibrator sent 
shivers up and down her spine. 

Her furry cunt mound was soaking wet with sweat and seeping fuck juice. Her 
cunt crackled with energy, sending burning jolts of electrical power ripping 
into her belly and tearing along her nervous system. She let her mouth gape 
wide as Jessie fucked his cock right down into the open hole. Her eyes 
rolled back and her body began to tremble with power. 

Then, almost too late, Carla pulled the vibrator back and slid another cube 
of ice up against her clit. She actually pushed the cube right into Toni's 
burning cunt tunnel, forcing it in despite her tightly clenched thighs. 
Quickly, Carla puled two more cubes out of a little bowl on the floor, 
holding one against Toni's clit and the other against her right nipple. 

Toni continued to hump out, but the violence diminished and the humping 
began hesitant, as though desperately searching to regain the glittering 
orgasmic prize which had suddenly escaped her. She moaned loudly, the sound 
heard even around Jessie's plunging cock. 

Then Jessie came again, sending more sperm sluicing down the girl's throat. 
He groaned and then bit off a curse of pleasure as he tried to catch his 
breath. 

Between her legs, Toni's cunt burned with cold instead of heat. Water 
trickled steadily down her thighs from the rapidly melting cubes. Carla held 
them remorselessly against her until she was certain she had been well and 
truly yanked back from the brink. 

Only then did she pull the cubes away from her nipple and clit, and fish 
inside her tight cunt opening to flick the remains of the other cube out of 
her cunt tunnel. She tongued Toni's nipples, slurping at the wetness the ice 
cube had left behind, then the vibrator clicked on and pushed against the 
girl's clitty again. 

And still Jessie sent his rock hard prick sliding deep into the young 
woman's gullet. 

Toni's frazzled nerves had her trembling violently now. Her body was covered 
with sweat, glistening against the bright overhead lights. Her thick black 
hair was plastered against her head as she twitched and jerked helplessly, 
her nervous system almost as dazed as her mind. 

Carla slid the vibrator up her body and onto her right nipple, circling it 
slowly around the hard little pink nub before slithering across her chest 
and circling her other nipple. Then it was back down her belly and in 
between her pulpy cunt lips. 

Toni's overheated body was red. Her chest heaved whenever Jessie let his 
prick slide out of her throat. Her sodden crotch smelled of a desperate 
yearning heat. Her breasts were as hard as rocks, the meat bulging against 
the thin coating of skin. 

Her face was ashen as her body quivered and trembled weakly. She shivered as 
though freezing, her nervous system confused, her senses dazed. 

Jessie pulled his cock out of her mouth at last, rubbing it's slick, 
slippery, cum covered head across her face before letting go of her head. 
She wavered, then toppled back onto her back. Jessie and Carla twisted her 
around onto her belly, then lifted her back onto her knees, bending her over 
the chair. 

A quick slash with a knife and the rope joining her thighs together parted. 
Jessie knelt behind her, his big hands gripping her thighs and ripping them 
wide, wide apart. Carla knelt beside her, sliding the vibrator up and down 
between the white woman's cunt lips. 

Then Jessie's big boner, still rock hard, pushed against her cunt, the 
bulging head forcing the lips wide as it pushed into her. 

Toni was muttering and mumbling in dazed delirium, her eyes unseeing, her 
chest heaving. Jessie let the cockhead slide into her and halted as he felt 
her cunt lips close around his shaft. 

"Want this, bitch girl? Want my cock?" 

Carla bent over her, slapping Toni's face lightly. 

"Hey, baby. Want Jessie to fuck you?" 

"Fuuuuuuccckkk," Toni moaned. 

"Beg for it." 

"Uhhmmm" 

"Beg for it, bitch. Beg for him to fuck you." 

"P ... p ... pleeeeeeaassee." 

"Please? Please what?" 

"PI ... pleeeaaasssse." 

"Please what? What you want girl?" 

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" ' 

"Beg for it!" Carla twisted her hair making Toni cry out in pain. "Beg for 
it ... " 

"Pleaaaaaasse! PI ... pleasse fuck meeeeee!" 

"Not loud enough." 

"Please FUCK meeeee!" 

"Louder!" 

"PLEASE FUCK ME!! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! PLEEEEAAASE!!!" 

"Fuck her, Jessie! Tear that pussy open!" 

Jessie thrust hard, his long, thick cock plunging into the very bottom of 
Toni's sucking, sopping cunt box. Toni screamed and jammed her ass back 
against his thighs. He tore his cock back, then thrust forward again, his 
hands like steel digging into her flanks as he pounded his cock into her. 

Toni began to shake harder and harder, writhing against the chair, her mouth 
open, lips drawn back in a horrible snarl as her body was racked by 
convulsions. 

Her head pulsed and throbbed, then exploded. She felt like her skull was 
going to blast apart as a concussive blast of orgasmic power ripped into 
her. 

Her body bathed in the fire of ectatic release. She howled and shrieked, her 
skin sizzling as blast after blast tore through her crotch. Her breasts, 
crushed against the seat of the chair, radiated heat and bliss as she mashed 
them against the rough material. They were both mini orgasms, sending 
rippling fire through her chest. 

Between her legs, her crotch was a blast furnace, shooting out flames like a 
rocket engine as she came again and again, a series of ecstatic orgasmic 
explosions tearing through her feverish body. She shook so violently that 
only his cock buried deep within her fiery fuck-box kept Jessie from being 
thrown off. 

He rode her like a bucking bronco, his cock stabbing deep into her slot each 
time the berserk woman slammed her ass back against him. 

Scalding fire raced along her body as cums slashed through her. She grit her 
teeth, her eyes closed as one after another thundered through her cunt like 
subway cars through a tunnel. 

"Oh God! OH GOD! OH OHHHH NOOOOOOOOOO!" she screamed, as yet another orgasm 
tore through her. It set her to shaking, trembling and jerking, lashing her 
head from side to side and jamming her ass back on Jessie's hard pumping 
prong. 

She flopped dead, but for twitching, twitching which grew rapidly into 
shaking and trembling and then she bit her lip. 

"Noooooo!" she moaned. "Oh NOoooo! Ohhh! OHHHH! OOHHHH! 

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHAHGGGHAAGGHGHHAAHGHHH!" Her high pitched screams tore 
through the room as she bucked and bounced up and down on her knees, her 
head smashing repeatedly into the seat of the chair. 

Then she slumped exhaustedly as Jessie regained his stroke and began to 
thrust into her again. Her body quivered and shook and tears trickled out of 
her eyes as she whimpered in confusion and fear. 

Then she gagged and shook and shrieked again as jagged bolts of power tore 
through her chest and belly and crotch, sending her into another howling 
maelstrom of explosive sexual release. 

This one was so prolonged, so protracted, that she blacked out from lack of 
oxygen, and her body slowly, gradually began to go still. Seconds later, 
Jessie plunged his fuck tool into the core of her sucking furnace and gushed 
out a long stream of cum juice. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Not all her work was to be a hooker decoy. After all, there were worse 
scumbags out there than guys looking to buy a pretty young girl. This 
evening when she got to work, Lieutenant Becker told her she and Carla were 
supposed to play his whores. He was going to play a pimp and make a drug 
deal. 

The guy they were after was super cautious. He was a big time dealer and a 
real mean bastard who'd killed several people the cops knew about. They 
couldn't prove a thing though so were trying to catch him on dealing 
instead. 

Becker's name was Duke, his street name that is. Toni and Carla played his 
whores as he visited a noted drug dealer, trying to make a deal for several 
kilos of Cocaine. 

The dealer's name was Rodrigues, and Becker was convinced he could gain his 
confidence where other undercover cops had failed. He and Carla were 
committed to getting Rodrigues, while Toni was just along for the ride. 

They dressed her in a sweet, sleek green sheath dress to accompany them to 
the meet. Carla was wearing leather pants and a leather vest, with nothing 
underneath. Jessie, or Duke, wore jeans, t-shirt, and a leather jacket with 
a wide brimmed leather hat. 

He sauntered into Rodrigues's place with one of them on either arm. First 
they had to be searched. Carla endured the extra close searching with a 
sneer while Toni tried to ignore the grinning man who cupped her pussy and 
squeezed her breasts. 

Then they were inside Rodrigues's plush penthouse apartment. Rodrigues was a 
slimy looking Columbian guy wearing a thousand dollar silk suit with lots of 
gold chains, a walking cliche. 

He and his three bodyguards were the only people in the penthouse besides 
the cops. 

Toni was briefly distracted by the huge floor to ceiling windows and the 
great view of the city outside, then turned her attention back to Jessie and 
Rodrigues. 

They were already sitting at a table across from one another. Carla leaned 
over Jessie's right shoulder and Toni moved over to his left. 

"I never heared uf ju afore, man." Rodrigues was saying suspiciously. 

"I just got in from L.A." 

"Yeah? Wha du fuckh ju doink here now?" 

"Heat got too big out west. Thought I'd try my luck here. Have money will 
travel, you know." 

"Dhese jour beetches?" 

"Yeah, my two favourites, Carla and Toni." 

"De nigger's got big teats." 

"Thanks man." Carla grinned sweetly. 

"Ju," he turned to Toni, "Ju got a mouth should be wrapped aroun' my cock." 

Toni shrugged. 

He turned back to Jessie. 

"Tell ju what man, I make dis deal for ju, ju do sometink for me." 

"What you want, man?" 

"I want dis beetch here." He pointed to Toni. 

"Okay, man. You do the deal and I give her to you at cost." 

Rodrigues's eyes slid up and down Toni's body hungrily, then settled on her 
face. Toni shivered a little under that evil gaze. 

"Ju sure jour not a cop, man?" 

"I ain't no fuckin' cop." Jessie sniffed. 

"Well, I dunno, man. I gots to be sure, ju know." 

He stood up and walked around the table towards them, pausing in front of 
Carla. He looked down at her vest, then his hands came down to cup her full 
tits. He unbuttoned the vest and pulled it open, eyeing her giant fat tit 
melons, then stood back, holding the vest open so his boys could see. 

They whistled and made appreciative comments while Carla stood there and 
smiled. Then he let go of the vest and moved around her to stand in front of 
Toni. She shifted uneasily, backing up a little. Rodrigues laughed, his hand 
shooting out and snagging her by the hair. 

He jerked her forward into his arms, his lips crushing hers as he stuffed 
his tongue into her mouth and kissed her deeply. Then he pulled her around, 
still by the hair, to face Jessie. 

"Tell ju what, man, I tink I sample de merchandise first. I take dis beetch 
an' give her a good fucking ride, den we deal." 

"Hey man, I charge for that shit." Jessie protested. 

"So take fifty bucks off de price, man." Rodrigues sneered. The other 
Colombians laughed and Jessie shrugged and held up his hands in surrender, a 
smile on his face. 

"Just don't mark the bitch up. She fetches top dollar." He turned and glared 
at Toni. "You do what he wants. Hear bitch?" 

She nodded, her mind in a daze as Rodrigues took her, still by the hair, and 
led her across the room to one of the bedrooms. 

He dragged her inside and threw her on the bed, slamming the door behind 
him. His face broke into a leer as he moved forward. He dropped on the bed 
beside her, his hand sliding up and down her body, moving up beneath her 
skirt to squeeze her pussy. 

Toni wasn't sure what the fuck to do, and her thinking processes weren't 
getting any better as his hand squeezed and mashed her cunt mound. He pulled 
the hem of her dress right up above her hips, then slid it up her body, 
jerking the dress off her entirely. 

He slid his tongue over her left nipple, then drew the nipple into his mouth 
and began to suck hard. His hand slipped into her panties, a finger piercing 
her cunt lips and sliding into her wet cunt. Toni moaned, her head twisting 
as she felt waves of heat burn into her cunt-box. 

"Hot leetle beetch, ain't ju?" he cackled. 

His finger pumped steadily in and out of her fuck entrance, sliding over her 
rapidly moistening cunt lips as he held her hair and looked down into her 
face. Her eyes began to flutter as her hips started grinding her ass into 
the mattress. She gasped in pleasure as her cunt began to burn with a 
steadily growing flame of desire. 

"A fuckeeng natural, ain't ju?" he sneered. His lips crushed down against 
Toni's, his tongue pushing into her mouth as he rolled atop her straining 
body. She groaned in misery, knowing she shouldn't let him touch her but 
inundated with desperate sexual yearnings as his fingers manipulated her 
tense body. 

He lay upon her, one hand down between her legs rubbing her into growing 
erotic convulsions, the other squeezing and fondling her right tit as he 
started to suck and chew on her left. He sucked her nipple into his mouth 
once more, holding it carefully between his lips as he positioned his teeth 
around it. 

Then his teeth closed on the hard little pink bud, clicking shut with a hard 
grinding movement that sent pain rippling into her chest. A moment later he 
began to grind his teeth from side to side on her burning nipple as he 
sucked fiercely. 

He jerked his pants down, bringing out his raging hard boner, then 
positioned it at the entrance to her suddenly vacant cunt cleft. He thrust 
into her, jamming his cock down her seeping fuck-tunnel with a cruel lunge 
that made her cry out in pain and joy. 

His cock buried itself inside her moist depths as his body came fully down 
on hers. Their hot flesh slid together as he ground his loins into her. His 
cock stirred around in her hot honey pit, churning her hot bubbling juices 
as she mewled in delight. 

He began to hump into her, his cock sliding back and forth as his hand 
roughly grasped her hair and twisted her head far back.. She cried out in 
shock, then gasped in unrelenting sexual abandon as her cunt began to flare 
into a gigantic sexual explosion. 

His teeth clamped shut against her throat, gripping her like a wolf, biting 
tighter and tighter as he threw his hips into her, stabbing his cock into 
the very center of her heaving belly. 

She couldn't breath, couldn't think. Her body erupted in sizzling hot sexual 
fire that ripped up and down her limbs and set her brain afire with its 
overpowering lust. She writhed desperately, her body caught in his powerful 
grip, jerking, twisting, shuddering. 

Still his teeth bit down on her throat, clamping down like a bestial 
predator as he jammed his cock into the quivering woman's drooling, spasming 
fuck-pit. He stabbed her again and again, like a raving lunatic 
disembowelling his victim. 

Each time his powerful, steel-hard prick rammed up into her twat Toni jerked 
and grunted, then, just as his steaming cum blasted up into her, wad after 
wad pumping into her twitching frame, her eyes rolled back in her head and 
she passed out. 

* * * * * 

Rodrigues had given Jessie ideas. Why should he bust Rodrigues for some 
dope. The man was a scumbag, but there were bigger scumbags around, and now, 
for the first time ever, they had a chance of planting someone in 
Rodrigues's organization. 

He and Carla discussed it that evening. They were at Carla's apartment. Toni 
was there, recovered from her trauma that day. Her hands were bound with 
rope behind her back as she lay across Jessie's lap. Her naked, softly 
rounded ass looked even more beautiful in the low lighting as Jessie 
absently slid his fingers over it. 

"It's perfect, I tell yah!" he exclaimed. "They'll never suspect her, not in 
a million years." 

"Not of being a cop, not the way she acts when someone gets their hands on 
her pussy, but they might think she's an informant and then they'll cut her 
fuckin' throat." 

"We won't give them a chance." 

"How the fuck we gonna stop it? We can't plant a bug on the little whore. 
She's gonna be stripped naked almost as soon as he takes her." 

"We'll plant a bug in the room somehow." 

"An how we gonna explain this to the boss? Not to mention the D.A.. Shit! 
You try an' tell him that she infiltrated his organization by fuckin' 
Rodrigues and all the others. You know they' gonna gang bang the bitch." 

"Nobody ever wrote a law against fuckin'." 

"It'll probably get her busted off the force." 

"I doubt it. I think if we can pull off a big bust the brass will ignore 
what she did." 

"The fuckin' defence ain't gonna! Can you imagine what the trial will be 
like?" She scrunched up her face. "Now then Officer Torelli, when you first 
saw Mister Big, were you sucking off Rodrigues, or was he fuckin' you in the 
asshole at the time?" 

"It'll probably never get to trial. If we get enough evidence, Rodrigues and 
the others will plead to a lesser charge." 

"And miss a chance to embarrass the department like that? Can't you imagine 
what the tabloids would make of her?" She glanced at Toni, who was starting 
to jerk her ass up and down as Jessie's fingers pumped into her slit. 

"You're just upset you won't have that long pink tongue of hers up your 
pussy for a couple of days." 

"Fuck you, King Kong!" 

"Uhhhhhhhhhhnnnggghhhh!" Toni groaned, humping furiously against Jessie's 
hand, her ass bouncing up and down as she panted and groaned and wriggled in 
Jessie's lap. 

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" 

"Lookit the bitch! She could be a gold mine for us!" Jessie laughed. "We can 
put her all kinds of places and nobody will think she's a cop." He thrust 
two fingers into the girl's twitching body and she grunted in pleasure. 

Carla pulled the moaning girl off Jessie's lap and stood her up as she 
caressed her slack jawed face. She laughed down at her, like someone with a 
particularly amusing pet. She took a long rope and tied it around the girl's 
waist, tugging it so tightly closed that Toni gasped in pain. 

Keeping the rope as tight as she could, she slowly circled the girl, 
wrapping loop after loop around her waist, slowly climbing higher, covering 
every inch of the ivory skin. She looped the rope upwards under Toni's 
breasts, pulling each one up long enough for the rope to pass tightly 
beneath it until both rounded orbs were thrusting up like she wore a push-up 
bra. 

Then she slipped the next loops around Toni's upper chest, still pulling as 
tight as her considerable muscles could get them, covering Toni from her 
shoulders down to the tops of her breasts. 

With her entire upper body covered by the ropes, expect for her twin 
mammaries, which bulged out hard, squeezed from top and bottom, Carla tied 
off the rope and stood back to admire her handiwork. 

Toni stood there swaying slightly, her breathing loud as she gasped for air 
in little pants, her chest and belly squeezed too tightly to breath 
properly. Her arms had completely disappeared beneath the wrapping rope but 
she wouldn't have resisted anything Carla wanted to do, anyway. 

Toni had discovered an infatuation with submissive sex, an eroticism she'd 
never before imagined. 

She gloried in her tight bondage as Jessie and Carla circled her like to 
predatory animals. She gasped as a hand thrust in between her legs, 
squeezing her pussy from behind. 

"We oughto take her down to forty-second street and leave her on the 
sidewalk like that," Carla snickered. 

"She'd be real popular," Jessie agreed. Carla slid her hands along Toni's 
taut, bulging tit meat while Jessie slid his hand up and down the girl's ass 
crack. 

"What you say, bitch? Think you'll make a good pro?" Carla snickered. "How 
much you think Rodrigues will make off that skinny little white ass o yours: 

"It don't matter, so long as we get it free," Jessie grunted. He slid his 
hand through her hair, then took a chunk and drew her forward and down on 
her knees, bending her over a coffee table as he knelt in front of her face. 

His cock pointed at her face as she opened wide, and he felt the softness of 
her lips squeezing his thick meat as he slid the length of his bulging 
cock-pole into her mouth and straight down her throat. 

He let go of her hair, his hand sliding over her head and shoulders as he 
slowly pumped his pecker down her throat. Toni lay there submissively, doing 
what she could with her tongue as his cockhead plumbed the depths of her 
throat. 

She gave a muffled grunt of pain as Carla slapped her on the ass. 

"Little Hoooooor!" Carla snapped, slapping her hand down again. The sound of 
her hand striking Toni's soft ass cheek echoed around the room as the girl's 
lower body jerked sharply. 

A red palm print appeared amidst the perfect whiteness, slowly fading. Carla 
lashed out again, another red hand print appearing on Toni's buttocks as 
Jessie fucked his cock steadily up and down her throat. 

Carla took up a steady spanking, her hand slashing down across the sweet, 
cupcake ass cheeks as Toni jerked and shuddered in pain. Soon her white ass 
was a dark, angry red, glowing with heat as Carla changed hands and started 
slapping down with renewed vigour. 

Then Carla stopped, her breathing sounding heavy in the room as she 
staggered across the room. 

"Ream her, Carla," Jessie grunted, his head back as he pumped steadily into 
the pretty mouth before him. Toni knew that Jessie had got her dildo or 
vibrator and her pulse shot up forty points. 

Then she felt the pressure of the hard rubber cock against her cunt. It 
didn't take much pressure, for despite her tightness, her cunt was swimming 
in fuck-honey. Carla's black dildo thrust deep into the white girl's 
cunt-box until her crinkly black pussy hair mashed against Toni's sweating 
cunt mound. 

Jessie watched her with mounting excitement. 

Carla's hot, voluptuous black body was glistening with sweat as she wore the 
huge, strap-on dildo between her legs. She squatted behind Toni and forced 
the entire length of the giant fuck-toy deep into Toni's body. 

She started humping her hips in and out, skewering the girl even as Jessie 
reamed out her throat with his own, natural fuck-toy. 

Toni lay helplessly across the table, the edge digging into her hips as 
Carla rammed into her from behind. Her throat ached as Jessie jerked his 
meaty prong back and forth inside the narrow chute. Her cunt steamed around 
Carla's hard, rutting dildo and she spread her legs further to increase the 
force of the rubber cockhead as it rammed into her cervix. 

Carla's hands gripped Toni's hips as she rocked her hips back and forth with 
cruel force. She forced the entire length of rubber cock into the tightly 
clasping cunt slit, then tore it free again, hammering her thighs into the 
smaller woman's ass cheeks. 

She tore the dildo free and re-centered it on the small puckered anal 
opening, then pressed forward, slowly working the thick rubber prick into 
Toni's asshole. 

Toni wasn't in any position to complain or resist, her mouth stuffed with 
cock and her arms bound tightly against her. She wriggled as hot pain 
stabbed her asshole and Carla's dildo drove deeper and deeper. 

She felt a hot blasting surge of excitement. To be fucked in the ass! Fucked 
right up her asshole! She'd never thought much about it before. She'd never 
been sodomized, but now she burned with deep, frenzied heat as she felt 
Carla force the dildo into her anus. 

Carla's hands came up onto Toni's shoulders and jerked the hapless girl back 
against her, impaling her on the gleaming length of rubber fuck-tube. Jessie 
slid his hands around Toni's head, holding it up and back as he started to 
pump faster. 

Toni was carried aloft on a numbing wave of pleasure and pain, soaring 
through a blistering fury of sexual tumult as her body was hammered from 
either end. Carla was ramming the dildo down her cunt-pipe with terrible 
violence while Jessie was twisting her head back so far she thought he meant 
to rip it off. 

Then thick wads of gunk shot into her mouth and down her throat as Jessie's 
pumping prong spat out his semen. She drank it almost instinctively, her 
mind dazed and unwieldy, her thoughts confused by a steamy cloud of sex-heat 
as she revelled in her own subjugation. 

Her pinched, taut tit mounds were crushed beneath her, against the table, 
and the violent movements of those fucking her was making her body grind 
back and forth over them, mashing and squeezing the hot tit meat painfully 
tight. 

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Jessie groaned, his cock still hard as he pumped into 
her throat. He pulled out suddenly, his cockhead tearing free of her throat 
with a barely audible pop. He held his cock in one hand, just inches from 
her panting face, squeezing it repeatedly as he held her head back, his hand 
tearing at her hair. 

Then a fat dollop of cum spat out and struck her forehead. A second thick 
wad of jism shot out and hit her nose, then a third and fourth and firth 
struck her cheeks and lips and eyelids. More and more cum sprayed into her 
face until he squeezed out the last stray drops and then wiped his cock in 
her hair. 

Behind her, Carla continued to pummel her ass with her own hips and thighs, 
reaming out her asshole with the thick dildo. Toni's ass cheeks bounced up 
and down as Carla's body repeatedly crashed into them. 

She gripped Toni's hair as Jessie let go, pulling hard, making Toni squeal 
in pain as she jerked her body up off the table and back against herself. 
Her right hand mashed Toni's tits as her left pulled her head far back. 

She closed her lips around the side of Toni's throat and, began to suck 
furiously. Her hips pumped steadily, pounding the dildo up Toni's asshole as 
she bent the girl backwards. 

Toni did not resist. She needed no urging to jam her ass back against 
Carla's rubber prick. She loved the hard, desperate force of the lunging 
prong as it rode back and forth in her shitter. 

Then Carla's hand abandoned her tits and slid down between her widely parted 
legs, squeezing her fuck-mound. She rubbed furiously at Toni's cunt, her 
fingers sawing over the outraged little clitty as she rammed her dildo up 
into Toni's asshole. 

Toni screamed and came, her body ramming back against Carla's savage lunging 
thrusts, her anus ripped and reamed by the furiously pistoning instrument 
inside it. 

"Rip that asshole, Carla!" Jessie yelled. He leaned forward, his big hands 
grabbing Toni's swollen breasts and crushing them, mashing them against her 
chest as he pushed her upper body back against Carla. 

Toni shuddered, her head falling forward, then back, then forward, nodding 
like a horse, her eyes glazed and jaw slack. Carla threw a last hard thrust 
up into the tight little anus, then shoved the girl forward onto the table 
again and tore the thick dildo out of her rectum. 

"I think I just solved our problems," she panted. 

"I know how we can get a bug on the slut that Rodrigues won't even notice 
and sure won't take off." 

* * * * * 

Toni was completely enveloped in the huge cape. It covered her form 
completely and shrouded her from chin to ankles. Jessie and Carla had just 
finished loading up on cocaine, and now, just as they'd promised Rodrigues, 
were delivering his new plaything. 

Rodrigues looked hungrily at Toni, despite her covered body. Jessie stood 
behind her, smirking as he held her out to the man. Rodrigues was grinning 
in satisfaction as he pulled her forward. He ripped the cloak open and 
gasped, standing back in shock. 

Toni's body was fully uncovered, her soft young flesh glowed with luscious 
sexual appeal. Yet though she was unclothed, still she was not naked, not 
completely. 

She bore a gold colored metal collar around her throat. Similar gold metal 
encased her wrists and ankles. A gold covered belt fit snugly around her 
waist. Thin gold chains hung from either side of the collar, dropping down 
the sides of her arms to fasten to the bracelets around her wrists. 

Those bracelets were also attached with small chains to the sides of the 
golden metal belt around her waist. Her anklets were also bound, with 
chains, to that belt, and were also held together by a foot long chain. 

Twin chains, both thin and fine, dropped from the center of her collar, came 
up under and around her breasts, and fastened together again to her collar. 

"I thought you might like it if I wrapped her up, man," Jessie smiled. He 
held his hand out to Rodrigues, who's eyes were too tightly glued to Toni's 
body to notice. His breathing was suddenly coming in harsh strangled gasps 
as he stared at her. 

Finally, he tore his eyes off her long enough to see the key in Jessie's 
hand. 

"This is her key, man. You own her now." 

Rodrigues noticed the little keyholes then in her collar, belt, and 
bracelets. 

"Hooooolly fuckkeeng sheeet!" he gasped. 

His men, standing behind him, were ogling Toni with similar open mouthed 
stares. Hard bulges were visible at all their crotches. 

"Who needs a fuckeeng key, maaan," he growled, tossing the key over his 
shoulder and across the room. His hand slid around behind Toni's neck and 
jerked her forward, then his other hand slid up and down her body. 

"We'll see you later," Jessie said, he and Carla backing out. None of the 
men paid them much attention. All their attention was on Toni. 

Toni shuddered a little as she heard the door close behind her. She was both 
frightened and aroused by the men's hard, hungry stares, and by her own 
bound nudity, she swallowed nervously, her breasts rising and falling on her 
chest as her breath came faster. 

Rodrigues's hand slid down her belly and in between her legs, cupping her 
cunt-mound. He gasped in shock, only now noticing that her pussy hair had 
been completely shaved off. He stared down at her crack, then palmed the 
sweet little meat, rubbing it softly, his eyes on her chains and manacles. 
Behind him he could hear the other men's harsh breathing and their muttered 
curses. 

"Thees ees what all women should look like," he breathed. He turned to the 
others, standing to one side, jerking Toni's head back to throw out her 
chest. 

"Thees ees how all women should look!" he yelled. 

They yelled in agreement. "Put dem all een chains!" There were more yells of 
agreement as the aroused men stared at the lush young girl. "What should we 
do with thees beetch?" 

"Fuck her!" His men screamed. "Fuck her to death!" one of them snarled. 
"Yeah!" Rodrigues hissed. Toni shuddered in apprehension and excitement. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

Jessie had pushed the seat almost all the way back as he sat there watching. 
He sat back against the seat back, grinning as Carla straddled him and 
worked her crotch up and down over his rigid fuck pole. His hands cupped her 
buttocks, digging into the soft brown meat as she humped and ground herself 
against him. 

The radio was playing in the car, but it wasn't any tune that would ever 
make it onto the top forty, as popular as it was. 

The station playing was the collar around Toni's throat, where a tiny 
transceiver was hidden, and the unsteady tune was one of panting, moaning, 
and weeping as the girl was fucked over and over again by Rodrigues and his 
men. 

Carla had taken the first watch, and had sat through the worst of it as Toni 
was gang banged for the first several hours. By the time Jessie showed up 
for his shift she was ready to run in and join the frantic couplings in the 
apartment above. 

She rutted desperately against Jessie, plunging her cunt down around his 
steely prong as she listened to Toni cumming yet again, the dull, cracking 
sounds of someone fucking into her easily audible over the tinny speaker. 

* * * * * 

Toni was on the bed, perched precariously on her shoulders as Manuel stood 
beside the bed holding her legs just beneath the knees. His cock was half 
buried in her tight asshole and as he pushed down, the rest of it slid out 
of sight until his balls rested against the underside of her buttocks. 

He held still, his cock stuffed fully inside the beautiful young girl's 
tight anus, sighing in pleasure at the heat as her asshole squeezed around 
his prick. 

Jose squatted m front of her on the bed, mashing her titties against his 
cock. 

Toni was exhausted, and had lost track of how many times she'd been fucked 
since Jessie and Carla had left. At first she'd tried to suppress her 
arousal, but the orgasmic power had grown too great and she'd cum furiously, 
unable to even keep quiet, to prevent them from hearing her. 

She'd cum a number of times, too many to recall as cock after cock was 
pushed into her. Rodrigues had half a dozen bodyguards in the apartment and 
all had taken her at least twice, some three times. In addition, he had many 
visitors, few of which declined to partake in the sexual marathon she was 
experiencing. 

She'd cum at least twenty times so far, and was rapidly approaching another. 
The mattress squeaked beneath her as Manuel's muscular arms pulled her up 
and down in time to his thrusts. She moaned like a mindless whore, which, in 
a far corner of her mind, she realized she'd become. 

Manuel let go of her legs briefly, and for a moment her entire weight was on 
her head and shoulders. Then his arms pushed down between her legs and 
seized her about the waist, his big hands almost completely encircling her 
tiny waist as he hauled her crotch up against him. 

Her legs dropped to either side, spreading wide as he jammed her against him 
with powerful jerks, plunging his cock down into her asshole with 
irresistible force. His balls slapped against her ass cheeks as he pistoned 
his long fuck-wand up and down in her tight anal tunnel. 

Jose continued to mash her titties around his cock, grunting with pleasure 
as his cum approached. Then he shot off, sending a long sticky stream of 
juice splashing out against Toni's chest and titties. He flopped back with a 
sigh of pleasure and Jesus took his place. 

Jesus wasn't content to fuck sloppy, cum covered tits though. He and Manuel 
dragged the girl off the bed, then, with each standing on one side of her, 
holding a leg apiece, they easily held her in mid-air, upside down. 

Manuel pushed his cock back down into the girl's gaping asshole while Jesus 
drove his down between the bald, puffy little cunt lips, forcing her crack 
further and further apart as he buried his boner to the hilt inside her 
quivering body. 

Toni blinked in confusion as her body was bounced up and down. She groaned 
dazedly as the blood rushed to her head and made her even more dizzy than 
she already was. She could no longer think straight, aware only that she was 
being fucked hard, that her naked body was being fondled and pawed by the 
big men, aware that her crotch, that her groin was doubly pierced, her belly 
stuffed. 

She grunted deliriously as she continued bouncing up and down, the men 
standing almost still as they jerked her up and down over their cocks. The 
twin prongs slid back and forth inside her lower belly, pumping and churning 
her guts to a frothing jelly as she squeezed and sucked their peckers. 

Jesus came first and poured cum down into her already brimming fuck slit. He 
eased back, letting go of her right leg. Manuel lowered her to the ground, 
letting her weight come down on her head and shoulders again as he knelt 
behind her. 

Toni's legs collapsed as Manuel let them go. Her feet thumped to the ground 
beside her head. Manuel's rough hands were squeezed tightly around her tiny 
waist as he continued to cram his fuck-staff into her anal hole. Toni's body 
was folded up and crushed against the floor as the big man continued to rut 
into her ass. 

Finally he spilled his seed. Toni felt it gurgling down the drain of her 
asshole, down into her bowels and belly. He shoved her away and staggered to 
his feet. Toni lay crumbled at his feet as he yawned and moved away. 

She lay there for long minutes before finally dragging herself to the bed 
and easing her tired body down. She fell asleep almost instantly. 

* * * * * 

Voices woke her. She blinked around in confusion, not sure where she was at 
first. Then she remembered, her eyes scanning her naked body with some 
distaste, mixed with considerable excitement. She felt like some medieval 
slave girl with all these chains on. 

She got out of bed slowly, wincing as her raw ass and thighs made contact 
with the bed. Her wrist cuffs were still loosely bound to the belt around 
her waist, but she could, if she kept one hand tight against the belt, move 
the other about a foot. She moved around the room, peering at anything that 
looked interesting, opening drawers to check inside. 

She opened the closet and found a bunch of expensive suits, but nothing much 
else. She finally dropped to her knees and looked under the bed. There was a 
heavy suitcase there. She reached in with her one hand and pulled it out. It 
wasn't locked. 

She flipped it open and stared in amazement. It was packed to the brim with 
money. There were hundreds of thousands of dollars there. 

"I found a suitcase with about half a million dollars in it. It's dark red 
with white stripes." She only hoped someone was listening and the stupid 
collar hadn't been broken by all the fucking and rough handling she'd 
undergone. 

Then the thought of them listening to her getting gang banged, to her 
shrieking in pleasure as she came, caused her skin to flush red. She hoped 
they never played the tapes in court. 

She moved towards the door and put her ear against it, trying to hear the 
voices more clearly. She could hear them, she realized, but they were mostly 
speaking in Spanish, which she didn't understand at all. 

* * * * * 

Jessie understood Spanish very well. He'd turned the speaker up as high as 
it would go as he tried to make out what the men were saying. 

"What're they sayin'?" 

"Shut the fuck up," he snarled. 

"Fuck you, man." 

"There's gonna be a big shipment coming in tonight." 

"How big?" 

"Somethin' like five hundred kilos." 

"Nice." 

"At JFK, on a flight from Egypt, in with some ceramics." 

"Nice if it's true." 

"Shut up! They're arguing ... Rodrigues is in trouble. He lost some dope in 
a DEA raid last week and this other guy is pissed." 

"Who's the other guy?" 

"Someone named Muguel." 

Toni hurtled back into the bed as she heard the voices approach the door. 
The door opened and she looked up sleepily as Rodrigues came in. He grabbed 
her by the arm and hauled her out of bed, pulling her out the door and into 
the living room. 

Besides his men, a tall, reedy looking black man stood there, flanked by two 
other men. Rodrigues was speaking very quickly to him, a desperate smile on 
his face as he showed Toni. 

Toni blinked up at the tall men uncertainly, worried about what was going on 
and more than a little embarrassed about being naked amidst all these fully 
dressed men. 

The tall black man slowly began to smile, though faintly, as Rodrigues 
informed him that Toni was the daughter of an Italian mobster who had double 
crossed him and that she had been kidnapped as punishment to the impudent 
man. 

The black man said something to one of the other men behind him and all 
three laughed. Toni pondered his words for a moment. They definitely weren't 
Spanish. They sounded like French. 

One of Rodrigues's men went to the corner and picked up the robe she'd been 
wrapped in when she'd come in. Another searched around for the key to her 
manacles. In moments Toni was enfolded in the robe and was on her way out 
the door with the three black men. 

* * * * * 

Jessie punched the steering wheel in annoyance. "God Damn Haitians!" He 
snarled. "I don't suppose you speak trench?" 

"Are you kiddin'?" 

"We gotta find some asshole speaks french, fast." 

"Where? Wait. I know. That little asswipe Johnny Lebeau." 

"How long it take you to fetch him?" 

"If he's at the Stakes it won't take more'n half an hour." 

"Go. Call me an' see where I am. I don't know where these fuckers are goin' 
with her." 

"Shouldn't we spring her now?" 

"No way. I wanna find out more about these bastards." 

* * * * * 

Toni had no idea what was going on. She had little choice though, but to go 
along with the three men as they led her down to the basement garage and out 
to a waiting limousine. 

She got in the back with the tall man while the other two got in the front. 
The limo started off, wheeling around the garage and going out through the 
open doorway. They headed south towards the highway as she looked out the 
tinted window, carefully not looking behind her. 

The black man stroked her hair and caused her to turn back to face him. He 
parted her cloak, eyeing her naked body with considerable interest. His 
fingers continued idly stroking through her hair and across her cheeks. 

His eyes were very cold, ice cold. They chilled her, raising goose bumps on 
her flesh. She knew this man was a cold blooded killer who would cut her 
throat without a second thought. 

He turned away from her and they drove onto the freeway. Toni tried to keep 
track of where they were but found it hard to keep her head turned away from 
the dangerous man behind her. It wasn't as Though she could do 'anything 
about it if he decided to kill her, but she just didn't want her back to 
him. 

They turned off the freeway and Toni realized they were in Chesterton, one 
of the city's wealthier suburbs. The streets were wide and few of the houses 
could be seen for the tall hedges and walls. They turned into a short drive 
and stopped before a tall steel gate. 

It opened and they drove down a long winding drive, past weeping willows and 
oaks, to pull up in front of an old Georgian style manor house. The four of 
them got out and went into the house, where she was handed off to a middle 
aged, plump black woman. 

The woman eyed her disapprovingly, then hauled her down a long narrow 
hallway and past the kitchens to a big, cold, stone room near the back of 
the house. 

There were few furnishings in the room, just a few thick, heavy work tables, 
some metal shelves with cleaning products, and a pair of washers and dryers. 
There was also a big double sink. 

The woman pulled a big steel tub out of the corner and then took a hose from 
the wall land turned on the water. She started filling the tub as Toni stood 
by uneasily, still with little idea what was going on. She'd heard the men 
speaking, and heard the tall man talk to this old woman but she had no idea 
what the words had been. 

The woman came over and took off her cloak. Her eyes widened as she saw the 
manacles and chains on Toni, and she said something Toni couldn't 
understand. She roughly hauled Toni over to the tub and made her stand in 
it, then pushed her down into the water. 

The water was cold and Toni shivered, trying to avoid putting her pussy into 
it. The woman was very strong though and jammed Toni full down into the tub 
until she was sitting cross legged in the foot deep water. 

The woman poured a pail of more cold water of Toni's head, making her yell 
as the water froze her. 

She tried to pull away but the woman shoved her back again. She made a 
splash in the cold water and then sat there sullenly. 

The woman began washing her hair, using some hard smelly soap as she 
lathered up Toni's thick short black hair. She ran her rough hands all 
through her soapy hair, then moved them down over her face. Toni snapped her 
eyes shut as the woman's soapy hands rubbed roughly across her face. 

The woman was thorough, poking her fat fingers into Toni's ears and then 
rubbing hard behind them and down under her chin and around her throat. She 
soaped up and scrubbed her upper back and shoulders and chest, then with a 
mutter, reached down and snapped the chain binding her wrists to her belt 
off and raised her hands high above her. 

She started scrubbing under Toni's arms and down along her sides, her hands 
so rough she needed no washcloth. Toni winced and yelped several times as 
her hair was pulled or her body manhandled too roughly. The woman's hands 
were like sandpaper as they vigorously rasped away at Toni's sensitive 
breasts. 

There was a kind of handle on the back of Toni's collar and the woman used 
it to pull her to her feet. Toni's feet scrabbled for purchase in the tub as 
she was dragged to her feet forcefully, the collar digging into her throat 
and jaw. 

Then she stood there, blinded, as the woman scrubbed harshly at her lower 
chest, her belly and then between her legs. Toni bit her tongue as the 
woman's harsh hands rubbed furiously at her pussy mound and up along her ass 
crack. 

Not content to wash her outside, the woman's pudgy fingers stabbed right up 
into Toni's slit, first rubbing up and down along the slit, then driving 
right up into her cunt tunnel. Toni could do nothing to resist her with her 
eyes full of soap. 

The woman's fingers pushed high into her cunt-tunnel and pumped in and out, 
then pulled back and sliced up into her asshole, again pumping in and out. 
Toni winced as the woman's fat fingers forced her asshole wide. 

Then she was shoved down into the tub again, her lower body immersed in the 
now soapy water. She brought her hands up to her face, trying to rub off the 
soap, then yelped as her ankle was grabbed and she was abruptly jerked 
underwater. 

She felt harsh hands scraping and rubbing at her foot as the woman held her 
ankle firmly high in the air. The water was only a foot or two deep but with 
her ankle high in the air Toni was left with her head underwater. 

The woman cleaned her foot, then moved downward along ankle to her calf and 
then down to her knee. She let go of Toni's ankle then and the girl jerked 
her head and upper body out of the water, sputtering and coughing. 

But her other ankle was yanked up, sliding her face and upper body back into 
the soapy water. She held her breath as the woman completed cleaning her 
other foot and leg, then dropped it. Again she slid up out of the water, 
coughing, trying to rub the soapy water out of her stinging eyes. 

The woman grabbed her by the collar again, pulling her out of the water and 
standing her up. She yanked her out of the tub and over against one of the 
heavy work table, then bent her across it, kneeing her legs apart. The woman 
picked up a long thin wire covered with bristles. 

It looked like a pipe cleaner, but the woman had other ideas for its use. 
She picked up a bottle of soapy substance and squeezed out a thick dollop of 
white stuff onto the brush, then shoved Toni face down into the table again 
and pushed the thing against her pussy. 

Toni gasped and tried to jerk away, but the woman's heavy hand just pressed 
down on her back and she couldn't twist away. The harsh bristled pipe 
cleaner shoved into her cunt, scratching painfully at her soft pink cunt 
skin. 

Toni bit off a cry of pain as the pipe cleaner pushed way up inside her 
belly. The woman let go of it briefly, cuffing Toni on the side of the head 
as she cursed. Then she fastened the chain to her wristlets again, binding 
her wrists against the belt. 

She grabbed the handle of the pipe cleaner and began to pump it in Toni's 
cunt tunnel. Toni yowled in pain as the thing began to scratch back and 
forth inside her cunt. The soapy stuff turned to a stewy, bubbling jelly 
inside her that stung like antiseptic. 

The woman continued pumping the thing up and down her fuck-tunnel for long 
seconds, ignoring Toni's cries of pain and easily controlling the wriggling, 
thrashing girl. 

She pulled the thing out at last and Toni groaned in relief. There was a 
brief pause, then she felt it pushed against her asshole. She renewed her 
cursing and thrashing, trying to pull away as the bristled brush pushed way 
up inside her asshole and began to claw away at her insides. 

Her feet kept trying to kick back at the woman but she kept slipping on the 
slick, soapy floor. The woman cuffed her again, then jammed the bristly 
brush so far up into Toni's belly that she felt a sudden sharp stab of pain 
in the pit of her gut. She cried out in pain, as the thing stabbed into her 
again, then again, finally pulling back out of her asshole with a wet 
scraping sound. 

Toni lay there gasping. She heard the hose coming on again but didn't think 
much on it until the harsh stream of water started to hit her pussy. Again 
she tried to jerk away but the woman held onto her collar, easily keeping 
her pinned against the table as she forced the hard stream of water right 
against her slit. 

The woman brought the nozzle of the hose closer and closer to her cunt slit 
until it was actually touching. Then she jammed it in between Toni's cunt 
lips and forced it several inches deep into her fuck-tunnel. 

Water sluiced up into Toni's belly and fountained out between her cunt lips 
as the woman washed the soap out of her cunt with the freezing water. That 
done, she pulled the nozzle out and pushed it into Toni's asshole, shoving 
it several inches deep again. 

Toni felt like her inside were tearing apart as the water blasted against 
her bowels. She scrabbled helplessly against the table, trying to escape the 
pain and freezing as the water poured into and out of her asshole. 

Finally the woman let her up, pulling the hose out of her asshole and 
spraying the water into her face instead. She widened the spray and poured 
water all over Toni's head and shoulders, then down onto her chest and back 
and finally turned it directly on her buttocks, her legs and feet. 

When she felt Toni was sufficiently washed off she turned off the hose with 
a grunt and grabbed the bedraggled girl by the arm, hauling her across the 
room towards the door. She stopped and lifted up a towel from a rack, then 
began to dry Toni's hair and body. 

Toni stood there shivering in the cold, her teeth chattering as the woman 
dried off some of the water and then hauled her, still damp, out of the room 
and down the hall again. 

She paused and took out a small brush, then rapidly ran it through Toni's 
damp hair, brushing it out more or less straight. Then she jerked the girl 
forward into another room and pushed her down onto a cot. 

She left, locking the door behind her. Toni found herself alone in a small 
windowless room with the cot the only furnishing. She hugged her still 
shivering body and drew the sheets up around herself, trying to get warm. 

She lay there for hours before a short fat man came and got her. He eyed her 
naked body lustfully as he hauled her out of the cot, pawing her with big 
fat hands as he giggled and snickered. He squeezed her breasts and ran his 
hands down between her legs, rubbing at her pussy. 

Then he dragged her out of the room and down the hallway. They came to a 
wider, carpeted hall, then turned through a wide doorway and into a 
sumptuously furnished living room of sorts. 

There was a grand piano set against one wall, an enormous fireplace against 
another. All the furniture was antique French provincial. 

The tall black man stood before the window, looking out. His back was to 
them as the fat man said something. He replied and the fat man backed out of 
the room, closing the door behind him. 

The tall man turned around, eyeing Toni with his cold eyes. He was wearing 
black pants and a white shirt. He padded closer to her, stopping when he was 
only a foot away, his eyes looked her up and down as his tongue moved around 
inside his mouth. 

He gripped her upper arm and twisted her around, staring at her behind. His 
hands moved over her bracelets and collar and chains, studying them. Then he 
unsnapped the chain binding her wrists to the belt and pulled her wrists 
behind her back. 

Toni yelped and squirmed as he jerked her wrists way up behind her back, 
snapping a very short chain to them and binding them to the back of her 
collar. It was a painful and very uncomfortable position, but he seemed not 
to care. 

He twisted her about again so she was facing him. She gasped and whined a 
little, her head pulled back, her back arched as she tried to ease the 
strain on her arms. He studied her for long moments, then turned away, going 
over by one of the tables. 

He began leisurely unbuttoning his shirt, removing it and folding it across 
the table. He unlaced his shoes and took them off, slipping off his socks 
and putting them into the shoes. Finally, he undid his belt, and pulled his 
pants down and off, neatly folding them over the table as well. 

Now naked, he walked back towards Toni, who eyed him anxiously. He smiled 
thinly as he approached, then suddenly punched her in the belly. She gasped 
and doubled over, collapsing to her knees. He stood before her, his legs 
spread wide, his cock, semi-flaccid, pointing down at her face. 

His hand gripped he hair and she yelped again, wondering why it was that men 
liked to pull girls' hair so much. He tilted her head further back then it 
had been and her mouth opened automatically. He took his cock and placed it 
in her mouth, his cockhead on her tongue. 

* * * * * 

Jessie glared at the silent speaker, cursing methodically. 

"Maybe we should go in," Carla suggested. 

"Fuck that. I told you I heard water before it conked out. The thing must 
have got wet. It'll work again when the circuits dry out." 

"She could be dead by then." 

"Just shut the fuck up." 

"Hey, man, can I go then?" Johnny Lebeau whined. 

"You shut up too, asshole!" Jessie snarled. "We'll fuckin' wait until the 
thing dries out and we can hear what's goin' on." 

* * * * * 

Toni tried not to gag as the black man's cock thrust deep into her throat 
again. His pecker wasn't nearly as thick as some of those she'd swallowed, 
but it was far longer. The cockhead pushed right down her throat and out 
into her chest cavity each time he thrust forward. 

He spent long minutes face-fucking her, without cumming even once. Finally, 
after she'd nearly passed out from lack of air several times, he pulled the 
thing out of her throat and stepped back. Her head fell forward, nearly 
pulling her arms out of their sockets. She gasped in pain and jerked her 
head back. 

He stood over her, sneering down as he eyed her, then his arm flashed 
forward and he slapped her hard across the face, knocking her to the floor. 

He snarled something in French, then reached down and grabbed a chunk of her 
hair, dragging her to her feet. He half dragged, half carried her across the 
floor and slammed her belly down onto a large table. 

He jerked her legs apart as he moved in behind her, then she felt his cock 
thrust deep into her fuck-slit. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

Jessie Smiled as he put down the radio. "Well, how about that?" 

"Five hundred kilos. That's a big fuckin' bust for us. Gonna get a citation 
for that." 

"Fuckin' A right. I just wish we could see Rodrigues's face when he finds 
out." 

"We might hear something in there now that the bug is fixed." 

"Yeah, but she's by herself now. All we can hear is her fuckin' breathing." 

"I don't like the sound of that. She sounds hurt." 

"Ahhh, they probably gang banged her again an' her pussy's sore. She'll get 
over it." 

They could still hear Toni's laboured breathing through the tinny speaker. 
She had come back on the air only a half hour or so ago and her breathing 
was all they'd heard since then. She'd been inside for most of the day 
before the speaker had started working once more and neither knew what had 
befallen her. 

Both were happy about the raid that had just taken place at JFK though. Five 
hundred kilos of coke was a lot of dough to someone, and they'd busted a 
dozen guys besides. Both were irritated that they had had to let others do 
the bust, but neither wanted to inform other cops about their particular 
undercover operation. 

Inside the mansion, Toni slowly came awake. Every inch of her body ached, 
and her head was throbbing like a migraine was about to blast its way out 
through her forehead. 

She groaned loudly, rolling over onto her back as she slowly opened her 
eyes. She had no trouble remembering where she was this time. She shuddered, 
remembering the tall black man's cold eyes and savage behaviour. 

He'd played with her like a small cruel boy with an insect. She'd been taken 
many times over the past few days, and often by men who were totally 
inconsiderate about her feelings, but this was the first time she'd been 
done by a man who truly wanted to hurt her, who revelled in causing her 
misery, pain, and discomfort. 

He'd stabbed his long cock into her cunt with so much force her thighs ached 
terribly from being slammed against the side of the table. Her cervix ached 
even more from being cruelly hammered by his cockhead. Her breasts ached 
even worse. He had taken great delight in gripping them tightly and then 
twisting them as far around as he could make them go, seeming to enjoy her 
screams. 

Every few minutes he'd slapped or punched her, pulled her hair, pinched her 
soft flesh, and dug his fingers into her in ways designed to inflict pain. 
She had no idea what Rodrigues had said to him but he clearly wanted to hurt 
her. She was beginning to think that he knew she was a cop. 

She lay there for another hour or so before the fat man showed up and took 
her out. As before, he pawed at her body as he took her through the house. 
She winced from time to time since her body had bruises in most of the 
places he was pawing. 

He delivered her to a luxurious bedroom, where the tall black man, who's 
name she still didn't know, waited. The man sat on the bed, wearing only a 
robe. The fat men left and the tall thin man stood up and came over to her. 
She trembled anxiously and this seemed to amuse him. 

He checked her wrists, which were still bound behind her back, then led her 
over to the bed. She cooperated, not wanting to be hurt, hoping all he 
wanted was to fuck her. He pushed her onto the bed onto her knees, then 
quickly pushed her face down into the mattress. 

He pulled her thighs apart as he knelt behind her, his hands sliding up and 
down over her pubic mound, enjoying the softness of her hairless little cunt 
opening. His hands caressed her buttocks, digging deep into the flesh at 
times as he squeezed and kneaded the silky skin. 

He held his cock in one hand, then pushed the cockhead up against her soft 
little fuck slit. 

Toni felt the-cockhead touch her flesh, felt her cunt lips squeezed aside, 
pushed in, as the long prick began to push inside her. Her cunt opened and 
he slid the long, gleaming length of his fuck-pole down her silky pink tube. 

It hit bottom and he rested there momentarily, his groin pressed against 
her, then he started to buck against her, humping in short little stabs that 
made his cock piston inside her lower belly. His hands held her ass cheeks 
lightly as he humped effortlessly. 

For long minutes his prong churned inside her abdomen, the man in no hurry 
and making little effort, using the springs beneath him to help his stroke 
as his groin slapped repeatedly into the lovely rounded buttocks of the girl 
before him. 

Toni began to sigh in pleasure, the continuous sawing of his cock across her 
clit lulling her into a pleasant stupor. Her position was uncomfortable, but 
not very, and she began to enjoy his soft fucking. Her groin began to buzz 
with energy and her body warmed as her mind floated. 

He started to fuck harder, gradually increasing the length of his strokes 
until he was drawing the entire length out of her. He watched it emerge from 
her belly like the proverbial sword of King Arthur, inch after inch after 
inch sliding up into the light. 

As the darker purplish skin of his cockhead began to emerge from between her 
fuck-lips, he halted, then sheathed his sword, sliding it effortlessly back 
into her silken depths where it was squeezed and sucked by her twitching 
cunt-pit. 

His thighs were now slapping loudly against her upturned buttocks as he 
rutted into her excitedly. The girl was moaning and sighing, which made him 
feel powerful and arrogant. He fucked harder, twisting his cock around 
inside her, fucking from different angles. 

He fucked still harder, having to slow down the speed of his strokes now to 
build up power, but each thrust was a savage, brutal lunge that sent his 
cock driving into the bottom of her fuck-hole in a single powerful motion, a 
motion that made his groin smack into her crotch and buttocks with a crack 
of noise that drove her face hard into the mattress and that jerked her ass 
upwards as she grunted or gasped in response. 

He stabbed her repeatedly, smashing into her ass with painful force, 
skewering her tight little pink slit with his. tool, hammering her forward 
on the bed. Several times her legs were knocked out from under her and he 
had to grip her waist and forcefully jerk her back to her knees. 

She was whimpering and mumbling, but he couldn't understand the words, nor 
did he care what they were. He fucked harder, ramming his cock and hips 
forward as fast as he possibly could, grunting loudly with each thrust, with 
the effort involved. His noise matched hers, creating a stereophonic 
symphony of carnal chanting. 

Toni's mind bounced and jerked along with her body, confused, delighted, 
anxiously awaiting each new stroke only to be washed by bliss as the long 
pole thrust into her body. The pain was a negligible thing next to the 
pleasure, the burning in her loins, the quivering in her belly. 

Her chains jangled against her as her body was pummeled by his. Her hands 
jerked feebly behind her, unable to move, unable to do as she instinctively 
wished to. Her breasts were partially squeezed against the mattress but she 
wanted more, wanted his hands on them, wanted teeth, lips on them, wanted to 
mash them into the bed. 

Her heat blossomed into an orgasmic fire. She shook violently, her head 
rolling beneath her, her body trembling and jerking, her cunt spasming and 
twitching around his pumping fuck-pole. She grunted and mewled in ecstasy, 
her cunt boiling over with heat, spilling it upward into her belly. 

There was, in the midst of her cum, a knock at the door, and voices, but she 
ignored everything outside of her own body's pleasure, soaring and gliding 
through an orgasmic flood of pleasure. 

Muguel glared at the intruder, barking out a command in a single word. The 
man halted, obediently falling silent. Muguel reached down and grabbed the 
slut by the hair, jerking her up and back against him. She was quivering and 
shaking, her eyes closed, her mouth slack. 

He drew out the long length of his bulging prong, then thrust up into her 
hard. 

"UNGHHH!" she gasped, her head falling back as her eyes jerked open. 

He drew out his cock slowly once more, her head slowly rolling forward, then 
once more thrust up hard into her tight pink sheath. 

"UNGHHH!" she cried, her head bouncing back against his chest again. Again 
he slowly drew back his cock, again thrusting high into her hole. 

"UNGHHH!" she grunted, her back arching again as her head fell back against 
him. His cock bulged and burned. He drew back and thrust high again, forcing 
another gasp from the girl, then again, and again, each time making her cry 
out, jerking her upper body back against him. 

He came then, his sperm jetting up into her belly, bubbling and rushing and 
spewing into her womb as his arms slid around her belly and crushed her ass 
back against him. His cum shot up into her with terrific force, drawing 
another cry of dazed pleasure from her numbed mind. 

Then he let her go. She collapsed forward onto her face and he drew his 
glistening prick out from her slit and stood up. 

"What is it that you interrupt me?" he demanded. 

"It is the Egyptian shipment. The police were there. The arrested everyone 
but Bachhir and took the shipment." 

Muguel cursed and slammed his fist into the wall, smashing a great hole in 
the plaster. 

"How did they know?" he gritted. Then his eyes narrowed as he turned to eye 
the half conscious girl. 

"That asshole Rodrigues. He must have a spy in his group." 

"What should we do?" 

"We kill him, him and his people." 

"What about the drugs? We were to deliver them toCaruthers, Fernandez, and 
Washington tonight." 

"We will take five hundred kilos from the emergency storage site. You go 
yourself. Make sure there are no mistakes. And send Levesque to take out 
that scum, Rodrigues." 

"Yes, sir." 

* * * * * 

Carla and Jessie smiled evilly as Lebeau translated. 

"Emergency storage site?" 

"Where?" 

"They didn't say," Lebeau shrugged. "It must be that guy who rushed in a few 
minutes ago. Look! There he is now!" 

"We follow him?" 

"You fuckin' bet." 

"What about Toni?" 

"She'll be alright." 

"What if he takes her somewhere else while we're gone?" 

"Shit! Alright then, you stay here. I'll go. Lebeau, you stay with her." 

"Hey, man. I got work to do." 

"You want to try doin' it without your teeth?" 

"I'll stay here-man." 

"I'll have to get a chopper to follow him. He's bound to be watching for a 
tail." Jessie jumped out and ran over to the other car as the Haitian guy 
got into a Caddy and drove off. 

* * * * * 

Muguel roamed back and forth, cursing Rodrigues, the police, and himself. He 
shouldn't have simply sent his people to kill the pig. He should have gone 
after him himself, and torn his quivering heart right out of his body. 

He growled and cursed, getting angrier and angrier. Then he heard a noise 
and turned sharply, seeing the girl roll over as she moaned quietly. His 
eyes narrowed and he hissed a curse. She might not be anything to Rodrigues 
but she was the only connection he had to the pig. 

He strode to the bed, reaching over and grabbing her by the hair, jerking 
her up onto her knees as she cried out in pain. He cuffed her repeatedly, 
slapping her face one way, then the other. Then his hand shot down between 
her legs, gripping her cunt tightly. He squeezed harder and harder as she 
writhed and screamed and tried to pull away. 

His other hand gripped her throat, squeezing as he held her in place. She 
choked as both his hands squeezed harder and harder, making her eyes bulge. 
Then he threw her back against the bed. She coughed and gasped for breath as 
he knelt behind her, unchaining her wrists and spreadeagling her on her 
belly. 

He chained her wrists and ankles to the four corners of the bed, cursing all 
the while, cursing at the whole world in general, including the stinking 
Italian scumbags who had run him out of the city years earlier. 

He scowled down at her as he knelt between her legs. His hands reached 
forward and gripped her buttocks, digging into the flesh, clawing at her, 
pinching cruelly. 

He let his heavy weight come down fully atop her, growling in pleasure as 
she grunted in pain. His hands roamed across her delicate frame, squeezing, 
pinching, twisting, causing pain everywhere. 

He raised himself slightly, then brought his hard cockhead against her 
asshole. With no preliminaries, he sank it into her hole, then thrust as 
hard as he could. He nearly broke his cock in half but he managed to force 
the entire length into her in one single thrust. 

Her scream of pain was music to his ears as he began to violently rape her 
asshole. His cock tore into her with a vengeance, heedless of the pain it 
caused them both. Every sob torn from her lips raised his excitement. 

His cock pistoned in her asshole, his hips slamming again and again into her 
buttocks, smashing her down into the mattress as he rode her with savage 
fury. He reamed her asshole with all his might, his cock thrusting again and 
again into her very bowels as he hammered his body down against her. 

She sobbed and wept and yelled and moaned under him, her body quivering and 
jerking and shaking under the brutal sodomy. His long pole of flesh 
continued to spear down into her rectum with unrelenting fury, until finally 
a hot steamy gush of liquid shot out the end and hissed down into her guts. 

At once he hauled himself off her, unchaining her and hauling her out of the 
room. "Qanto! Qanto!" he yelled. The fat little man came running. "Yes, 
master?" 

"Where is my sacrificial knife?" 

"In the safe, master. You will kill her, yes?" 

"It has been too long since I drank hot blood." 

"Yes, Master. May I assist?" He looked hungrily at the naked, dazed girl. 

"Save your cock, Qanto. I have already defiled her. All that needs be done 
now is to add the sacred symbols and tear out her heart." 

"I will fetch your knife, master." 

Muguel dragged her downstairs and into his Voodoo temple, throwing her to 
the floor and chaining her spreadeagled in the midst of a pentagram. 

He began to smear his face with the special preparation, drawing special 
symbols on his forehead and cheeks. He likewise painted his chest, then 
knelt over the prone girl and began to smear the sacrificial signs on her 
belly, her chest, and her forehead. 

"Qanto! Hurry up, curse you!" 

He glared down at her, in his mind's eye seeing her cut open, her beating 
chest in his hands. 

"Qanto!" 

He strode to the door and flung it open, then stepped back with a curse. 
Qanto was not there, but instead a tall black woman stood in the doorway. 

"Nice paint job, asshole," she said. 

He grabbed a dagger off one of the tables and then was thrown backwards as a 
bullet slammed into his forehead and out the other side. 

Toni looked up as Carla picked her way distastefully over his body. 

"Ca ... Carla?" she moaned. 

"Had a nice time, did we? You sure had enough fuckin' orgasms." 

"uhhhhh ... ," she groaned. 

"Yeah, right. You want to stay here or would you like to come home with us?" 

* * * * * 

As things turned out, there was little need for Toni to testify at any 
trials. Jessie let Muguel's men cut Rodrigues and his people into little 
pieces, then the police ambushed them on their way out. 

As for the drugs, over a thousand kilos was found in a crypt at an old 
cemetery. Jessie got a commendation. Toni and Carla got promotions. It all 
took some creative writing of course, but with the principals dead, nobody 
inquired too closely into their stories. 

* * * * * 

Toni's "undercover" job had worked so well that Jessie was eager to try it 
again. His target was a major drug dealer named Sanchez. The problem was 
that Sanchez had a steady live-in girlfriend who probably wouldn't take 
kindly to him taking on a slave girl. 

Jessie found a solution to the problem by having the girlfriend arrested on 
trumped up charges. Carmen Mendez was a sleek, thin beauty from Puerto Rico 
and looked more than a little out of place in the prison cell in her silk 
dress. 

They put her in an old cell in an area of the station that had been 
abandoned, then they sent Toni in as a cell mate. For the occasion Toni was 
dressed as a hooker, wearing a tiny, black, clinging lycra miniskirt. 

Carmen had mostly ignored her after she'd been tossed in, turning up her 
nose in disdain at her outfit and her cheap accent. Jessie had dressed up in 
his old uniform for his part in the drama, and hung around the cell, eying 
Carmen and making crude remarks about her. 

"I hear all you PRs can deep throat. That true, baby?" he cackled. Carmen 
glaired at him and said nothing. 

"Tell me babe, how old were you when your father popped your cherry, or was 
it your brother. You PRs always lose it to one or the other before you're 
twelve." 

"Hey, fuck ju, man." 

"Fuck you, baby. I'd like to fuck you. I bet you got a really hot little 
cunt, don't ya?" 

"You never gonna know, nigger." 

"Who you callin' names, you slimy little greaser!" he scowled. 

"Ju just wait till my boyfriend comes here!" she snapped. 

"Jour boyfriend?" He pantomimed, imitating her accent. "Ju gots de 
boyfriend. Ees he jour fader. Or do you even know who your father is?" 

"Can't be anyone worse than you," Toni sniffed. 

"Who the fuck asked you, white girl? You keep your fuckin' mouth shut!" 

"Big tough man," Carmen sneered. 

"I'll show you who's tough you PR whore!" 

"Yeah, yeah. Jour mama!" 

"Fuck you, bitch." 

"Go fuck jour mama!" she yelled back. 

In mock rage, Jessie unlocked the cell door and stormed in, grabbing her by 
the hair and slapping her in the face. 

"Hey, leave her alone!" Toni yelped, kicking at him. He shoved her back 
against the bars then backhanded Carmen. Toni jumped on his back and he 
whirled around then slammed back into the bars, knocking her off. He twisted 
around and grabbed her by the throat, shoving her head between the bars. 

"Fuckin' whore!" he barked. "Now I gotta shower again!" 

"Second time this year I bet," she hissed. 

"You cunt bitch! Think you're smart, do you?" He drew his truncheon and 
slammed it into the bar beside her head, making her yelp. His face curved 
into an evil grimace and he jabbed the baton into her belly, then slid the 
end under her short skirt, raising it above her hips. 

"Nice lookin' little cunt, ain't yah?" he taunted. He slid the truncheon 
into her panties, through one leg and out the other, then ripped the club 
back, tearing the little string bikini's off. He howled with laughter and 
then jammed the club between her thighs, forcing her legs apart. 

"You still think you're a smart bitch?" he sneered. 

"Hey, fuck off man." Carmen protested. She was sitting in the corner, 
rubbing her cheek and glaring up at them. 

"You shut your fucking mouth, whore!" he snarled at her. Then he slid the 
tip of the truncheon against Toni's shaved pussy and jammed it in. 

She cried out in pain but his fingers tightened around her throat, choking 
it off as he put more weight on the baton and slowly forced it up into her 
cunt slit. 

"I'm gonna tell my fuckin' lawyer about you, man!" Carmen gasped, looking 
scared. 

"You want the same, cunt?" he snarled. 

He shoved inch after inch of thick wood up into the wriggling, shaking 
girl's cunt opening. Her hands were pulling desperately at the hand around 
her throat and her cunt was wide open for his abuse as he started pumping 
the truncheon up and down her cunt tunnel. 

"Like that, slut? Maybe you'd like it up the asshole instead?" he sneered. 

He tore the truncheon out and then tossed her across the cell onto the other 
bunk. He gave Carmen a nasty glare then went out and slammed the cell door 
behind him. 

Carmen looked across at Toni anxiously. 

"Ju okay?" she enquired. 

Toni didn't answer, her chest heaving as she gulped in air. Carmen got up 
and went over to her, sitting down beside her on the bunk. 

"Dat guy is gonna suffer when I tell Marko," she said, jerking Toni's skirt 
down over her naked pussy. 

* * * * * 

Now that she was certain Toni wasn't a cop or informer, the two started 
talking. Toni told her that she'd been forced to be a prostitute by her 
father years back and had never found any other way of making a living. She 
knew from reading her file that Carmen's brother had done the same to her 
when she'd been a teenager. 

When Carmen was released she bailed Toni out too and brought her back to her 
mansion, telling her she could stay for a while until she found someplace 
else. Sanchez wasn't very happy about that but when he heard about the 
episode in the cell he lost any thoughts of her being a plant. 

Like Carmen, he was grateful to her for interrupting Jessie's attack on 
Carmen and since it was a big place he magnanimously agreed to let her stay 
there. 

It didn't take her long to figure out who was who in Sanchez's group and two 
days later she and his number two guy were fucking like bunnies down in the 
garden. She loved acting the slut around him and the other men, wearing 
slinky, sexy outfits, especially around the pool. 

She had had a dozen little bugs the size of quarters taped across her back 
and within a day she had planted them all around the mansion. She also had 
another bug planted in the little bracelet she wore. 

She played her part so well nobody even suspected her when the police hit 
one of Sanchez's shipments and arrested a half dozen of his men. When a 
second shipment was taken out he started checking on his people. 

She still would have been alright, if it hadn't been for Cindy Lou, a 
fourteen year old hooker from Iowa of all places, who was going with one of 
Sanchez's men. When the two had come into the mansion she had recognized 
Toni. 

"Hey! Shit! I know this bitch!" the girl said, glaring at Toni. 

"She's a fuckin' cop, man!" 

"Nahh, she can't be, Carmen sniffed. 

"She is man! She's a fuckin' cop! She helped bust my pimp last month!" 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

Toni tried to back away but a thick male arm suddenly came around from 
behind her and closed tightly around her throat. She struggled briefly, 
slamming her head back. Instead of hitting someone in the face though, her 
head smashed into a barrel-like chest. 

-Her right arm was gripped in a steel-like grip and pulled up behind her 
back. She screamed in pain as the others in the room turned to glare at her. 

Sanchez stalked across the room towards her, stopping a few inches in front 
of her. "You a cop, whore?" 

"No!" 

He brought his arm back and slashed the back of his hand across her face, 
knocking her head aside. "I asked you a question, bitch!" 

"No! I'm not!" 

"Liar!" 

"She couldn' be a cop, Marko," Carmen protested. "I tole ju what happen in 
de jail." 

"She's a cop!" Cindy Lou insisted. 

Marko glared back and forth between them, then his hands gripped the front 
of Toni's dress and jerked sharply, ripping it off her completely. 
Underneath she wore only her panties. He tore those off too and looked her 
over. 

His eyes glanced down at the one thing she still wore, her bracelet. He 
stripped it off her and examined it closely, then tossed it on the floor and 
stomped on it. The thing smashed, revealing little wires and pieces of 
plastic inside. 

He brought his hand back again, slamming it into her face and knocking her 
in the other direction. She shook her head, dazed, lights flickering before 
her eyes. 

"You gonna die, slut!" 

His hand thrust up between her thighs and gripped her cunt mound, squeezing 
it tightly. Toni screamed, writhing in pain as he squeezed tighter and 
tighter, twisting his hand around, jerking and mashing her cunt flesh. 

He ripped his hand back. His fist slammed into her belly and Toni gasped in 
pain, unable to protect herself as the big man behind her kept his arm 
tightly about her throat. 

"You're gonna die, cop! You're gonna die, hard!" 

His hand came up then and cupped her left breast, stroking it as a sneer 
appeared on his face. 

"We're gonna have some fun doin' it, too." He jerked his head at the man 
holding her and she was frog marched across the room and then slammed belly 
down across a short table. His hand seized her hair and mashed her face into 
the rough table top as the gang gathered around the low table, making 
obscene comments. 

She whimpered as she felt hands cupping her ass cheeks, then her legs were 
jerked roughly aside. A few seconds later a cock jammed into her soft cunt 
mouth, thrusting up high into her belly. 

She shrieked in pain as the hard erect boner jammed into her, then began to 
tear back and forth in her belly. She couldn't even see who it was. The big 
man kept mashing her face against the table as she was savagely fucked. 

Her cunt burned in pain as the big rod pummeled her guts, pistoning in and 
out of her warm, soft, dry cunt tunnel. 

"Cop bitch likes it!" 

"Ream her out, Jonesy!" 

"Tear that pussy!" 

"Fuck the bitch, man!" 

"Like that, cop slut?" 

"Yeah, she likes it! She likes it!" 

"Listen to her grunt like a pig!" 

Hard hips smashed into her thighs, slamming her hips against the table 
repeatedly. The table jerked and squeaked from the violence of his sexual 
attack. Her hands clawed at the hard wood, trying desperately to pull away. 

Her fuck tunnel was pounded harder and harder, his cock ripping up and down 
her cunt-box as the man raping her grew closer to orgasm. Then he came, his 
juices spewing down into Toni's belly. He laughed in satisfaction, then 
pulled back as another man moved in. 

Toni gasped, her cunt suddenly barren and cold, her thighs briefly throbbed 
in remembrance as she swallowed and panted in relief. Then she moaned in 
misery as another pair of hands gripped her ass cheeks and a second hard 
cock rammed up her fuck-pipe. 

Again her cunt was rodded by a furiously pumping fuck-pole as her body was 
pounded against the table. She winced as the man holding her hair jerked and 
twisted it viciously, grinding her face into the desk. 

Then her head was twisted back so her chin was on the desk. She blinked her 
eyes and saw a hard erection staring her in the face. It prodded at her lips 
and her head was cuffed cruelly. 

"Suck that cock, cop bitch!" 

"Suck it, whore!" 

The cock pushed hard against her lips and she weakly opened her mouth to 
admit it. At once it rammed deep into her mouth and tore right into her 
throat, slicing past her tongue and thrusting down her throat tube. 

There was a burst of applause as the man's pubic bone smashed into her face 
and his balls bounced off her jaw. Then, holding her hair and head in both 
hands, the man started to rut into her mouth with frenzied strokes, pounding 
his cock back and forth in her throat tube with terrifying violence. 

Behind her, the other man, as though inspired by his friend, fucked her even 
harder, his hips pounding into her buttocks with savage force, smashing her 
against the side of the table so that her bones cracked against the wood 
with a loud and painful report. 

The two men pistoned their cocks inside the helpless captive with eager 
fury, their hands twisting her flesh and hair, smacking and punching at her 
ass flesh, her ears, her back, and her sides. 

Cum spewed down her throat, then the cock tore loose from her throat with an 
agonizing rip. She choked and coughed, then her hair was twisted and another 
cock jammed into her mouth and down her throat. Her entire body was jerking 
and bouncing and shaking as it was pounded and smashed by the two rutting 
males. 

Then the guy behind her poured juice down her fuck hole and ripped out. 
Another man moved into place and buried his cock inside her hole. He fucked 
hard and fast, but for only a few seconds, then pulled loose and re-centered 
his cock against her asshole. 

She could do nothing as he pushed hard, his cock tearing past her sphincter 
and jamming deep into her anus. The cock in her mouth was twisting back and 
forth as the man face-fucking her twisted her head from side to side, 
laughing maniacally. 

The cock up her ass pushed deeper, causing agonizing cramps deep in her 
belly as the man forced it way up into her inner ass. His hands slapped down 
hard on her buttocks, his fingers digging deep into the soft flesh as he 
twisted her meat. 

His cock ripped back, then stabbed forward, burying itself up her anus. She 
would have screamed in agony but her throat was full of rutting cock meat. 

Then cops burst into the room. There were several gunshots, one of which 
made a big mess of Sanchez's face. The two men fucking her tore their cocks 
out quickly and Toni was on her way to the hospital in an ambulance. 

* * * * * 

Toni wasn't hurt or anything, but it had been supposed that any women who'd 
just been gang raped needed to go to hospital and she hadn't been able to 
decline. There was trouble when the brass heard about it and with all the 
claims from the gang that she'd fucked several of them it was almost 
impossible to keep that a secret. 

Fortunately for them, nobody in the department wanted the story to get out 
about how a female cop had fucked a bunch of drug dealers to infiltrate 
them, so the charges against everyone were dropped. That didn't help Sanchez 
of course. 

Still, they had confiscated almost two hundred and fifty kilos of drugs 
during the operation, which helped make the brass a little happier. None of 
them was fired, though Toni was demoted, "for exercising bad judgment and 
conduct unbecoming an officer" 

She wound up back in uniform as a jail guard in the female section of the 
city jail. That meant conducting body searches of female subjects and 
sitting around on her ass. She wasn't happy at all. Fortunately for her she 
still had plenty of excitement each night when she went back to Carla's 
loft. 

She'd moved in with her and spent each night in the chains she'd worn for 
Rodrigues, both women finding them very attractive on her. 

Unfortunately for the two of them Jessie now had to work a lot of overtime 
and was often not around to satisfy the lusts they had for cock-meat. Carla 
didn't mind since she had Toni's tongue to keep her happy, but Toni wanted 
cocks, not rubber cocks either. 

Carla got tired of her complaining one night and decided to solve two birds 
with one stone. She dressed in her hooker gear and went down to forty-second 
street. It was just like old times, almost. The difference this time was 
that Carla had rented a motel room and that they weren't going to bust the 
Johns. 

She put Toni on the big double bed and bound her wrists and ankles to the 
four corners. Then she left, going out onto the street to find some Johns. 
Toni got hotter and hotter as she lay there. She had no real idea what Carla 
was up to, but she loved being tied up like this. 

She strained at her bonds, looking up with wide eyes at her image in the 
overhead mirror. She loved the play muscles along her belly and arms as she 
strained at the bonds, loved the look of her splayed legs and her puffy 
little bald snatch with its narrow dark little cleft. 

Then Carla returned, bringing with her a skinny looking white guy in a 
jacket. The guy's eyes lit up when he saw Toni. 

"Like I told yah, babe. She's a beauty." Carla grinned. 

"Wow." he said. 

"Money first." The guy couldn't take his eyes off Toni as he handed some 
money to Carla. Then Carla waved at Toni and stepped outside. Toni watched 
the guy approach, turning red in embarrassment as his eyes moved over her 
body. 

"So you like to be tied up, huh?" he breathed. 

"Fuck me." she whispered. 

"You bet I'll fuck you, whore!" 

He jerked his pants down and jumped on top of her. His lips moved onto hers 
as his hands squeezed her breasts tightly. Toni moaned, arching her back as 
much as she could in her tightly bound position. 

She was incredibly aroused by the thought that Carla had actually sold her. 
That she was tied up and about to get fucked by some strange guy who had 
bought her. She humped up at him, wanting his cock inside her. 

Then she sighed in delight as she felt his cockhead part her pussy lips and 
jam into her. She moaned in pleasure as his lips suckled at her breasts and 
his cock pounded up and down in her fuck tube. 

In less than two minutes he came inside her. She whined unhappily as he got 
off" arid pulled his pants up. His eyes still locked on her body. He shook 
his head in wonder then went out. Five minutes later, Carla brought another 
guy in. 

This one was big. He had shaggy blonde hair and wore a suit jacket. He 
didn't say a word as he handed money to Carla and moved towards the bed. 
Toni looked up with shining eyes as he took off his pants and climbed atop 
her. 

Seconds, later his cock thrust into her belly and he started to hump 
violently, shaking the bed as he slammed his cock into her repeatedly. Toni 
grunted in pleasure each time his meaty cock pumped forward, her limbs 
straining at her bonds again as she watched herself getting fucked in the 
overhead mirror. 

Then she came, throwing back her head and crying out in glee as her cunt 
spasmed and shook and her body jerked and thrashed on the bed. She felt hot 
sperm gushing up into her belly moments later as her spasming cunt tore the 
jism out of the big guy's cock and drank it down deep. 

He left without saying anything. It was less than five minutes later that 
the next guy came in with Carla. He fucked her hard for almost ten minutes, 
a skinny little Jewish guy from the look of him. He dropped two load in her 
pussy before leaving. 

The next guy sucked her breasts and pumped her cunt with his fingers, then 
sat on her chest and pushed his cock between her lips. She swallowed it 
gladly, taking it deep as he knelt forward and started to face-fuck her. 

He groaned in pleasure as he felt her talented tongue working on his shaft. 
He pumped steadily, his ass bucking forward as he approached his cum. It 
took her only a minute to suck the cum out of him. 

Carla came in alone after he left. She grinned at Toni, then gave her a 
drink of scotch. She took a wad of paper towels and shoved them up Toni's 
cunt, then jerked them out again, soaked in cum. She tore off another wad 
and wiped Toni's crotch, then went out again. 

She came back in ten minutes with another guy. The another, then another, 
then another, then another. 

Toni couldn't remember how many guys had fucked her before the distinguished 
looking old man arrived. He and Carla argued a little, though Toni couldn't 
make out what it was, then the man handed her money and Carla came over to 
the bed and undid the chains spreadeagling her. 

She rebound Toni's wrists behind her back, then pushed her face down on the 
bed with her ass in the air. 

"Fine," the old guy said. 

Carla gave Toni a slap on the ass and then left. The old guy stood there 
gazing at Toni's upturned ass for a full minute before he undid his pants. 
He folded them across a chair, then knelt behind her. 

"Are you really seventeen?" was all he asked. 

Toni started to answer, then grunted in pain as his cock thrust into her 
asshole. He buried it inside her rectum and then pumped steadily for long 
minutes before dropping his juice in her. 

There were more, she had no idea how many. Carla said the next day that 
she'd made almost two thousand dollars though, which was pretty good for an 
evening's work. 

* * * * * 

She had worked at the jail for less than a month when Jessie showed up. He 
was in uniform too, though it was his proper uniform now, with lieutenant's 
bars. He acted as though he didn't know her and demanded to see someone in a 
particular cell. 

Although she knew that cell, one in the back corridor used for isolation, 
was empty, she complied, meekly showing the lieutenant down through the rows 
of cages and into the separate corridor that housed the empty isolation 
cells. 

She stopped at the end and turned around. 

"It's uh, empty, sir." she said. 

"Ain't that a shame," he grinned. "Maybe we should find some slutty little 
white girl to put in there, keep her naked and in manacles, feed her bread 
and water. What you think of that?" 

"That's sounds. ... cruel, sir." she breathed. 

She backed against the bars as he pressed forward, cocking her head far back 
to look up into his face. 

"You being impertinent, officer?" 

"I guess so, sir." 

"I guess we'll have to transfer you out of here, then." he grinned. Her eyes 
lit up. "Where?" she whispered. 

"Vice. Where else would a hot little slut like you go?" 

He grabbed her wrists and quickly handcuffed them above her to one of the 
bars. She stared hotly up at him as his hands squeezed her breasts through 
her uniform shirt, and his mouth nipped at her throat. 

"Dirty little whore," he whispered. 

He unbuttoned her shirt and undid her bra, jerking the shirt wide as his 
lips moved down onto her naked breast. He sucked at her nipple, licking and 
chewing it erect as he fondled her other breast with his hand. 

His other hand slid down into her pants, pushing into her panties. He undid 
her belt and unsnapped her pants, which fell heavily to her feet. He laughed 
down at her as he felt how wet she was, pumping his finger back and forth in 
her cunt-tunnel. 

He jerked her off as she humped against him, grinding her crotch against his 
hand, smashing her ass cheeks back against the bars as he continued to suck 
on her nipples. 

"Oh! Oh! Ohhhhh!" she groaned. 

"Hot, dirty little whore!" 

He thrust two fingers high into her quivering snatch and she started to jerk 
up and down on them, gasping and grunting as she came. His mouth covered 
hers and their tongues slithered together as she came with desperate 
convulsions, her body rattling against the bars as her fuck-honey poured 
down into his hand. 

Then he whipped her around, jamming her face into the bars as he undid his 
zipper and pulled out his thick black cock. He pushed the pointed head 
against her asshole and thrust up into her. 

Toni gave a strangled gasp and arched her back as she felt his hardness stab 
up into her rectum. She was slammed against the bars by his huge body as he 
gripped the bars on either side of her and began to pound his entire body 
into her as he skewered her pretty little asshole. 

Both of them were grunting and groaning as his boner worked up and down in 
her anus. Toni felt her guts cramp from the fullness in her asshole and 
closed her eyes as waves of orgiastic pleasure washed over her. 

Jessie slid one of his hands through the bars and brought it around to her 
cunt, rubbing at her clitty as she shuddered against him. Then he slid his 
baton out and brought his other hand through. He kept pumping his cock 
steadily in her rectum as he positioned the baton against her cunt, and then 
thrust up. 

Toni cried out, the sound bitten off quickly as she threw her head back and 
closed her mouth. She spread her legs, even though that made her hang 
completely from her wrists. Both her feet curved around and slid through the 
bars as she felt the baton drive high into her guts. 

She clamped her splayed legs around the bars as the two thick, long rods 
pumped in and out of her belly with steady motions. She came again, 
trembling and shaking against the bars as her body shook. Seconds later 
another, then another, then another climax ripped through her. 

She whimpered and whined, her body overheating, flashing fire into her 
brain, threatening to blast her completely out of consciousness. 

"Uhhhhhhhhh...." She panted. 

"Fu ... fuc ... fuck. Fuck! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she whispered, her jaw slack, 
her eyes narrow slits. In response Jessie slammed his cock way up into her 
asshole as he twisted the baton in her cunt. She cried out again and blasted 
into another orgasmic seizure, shaking the bars with the force of her 
convulsions. 

Jessie pounded his meat up her rectum as he twisted and corkscrewed the 
baton in her fuck tunnel. His free hand slid around her chest, his forearm 
crushing one breast as his heavy fingers mashed and twisted the other. His 
teeth bit down on the side of her neck as he heaved savagely, burying his 
cock in her rectal tube and blasting a sizzling stream of sperm up into her 
bowels. 

Toni felt it, felt her asshole sucking it up, felt it bubbling up into her 
belly. She groaned weakly, her chest heaving, her senses ready to collapse. 
Another climax shook her, then another, then another. Her head rolled 
loosely, and then her jaw pulled up into a tight grimace. 

She came again, a cataclysmic orgasmic blast tearing through her body. When 
it was over she was unconscious, her body hung from her wrists like she was 
dead. There was, however, a smile of ultimate satiation on her pretty lips. 


THE END
