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.
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.
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.
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.
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 ... "
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.
