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Orgasm Club - Officer Orgasm  #1c
‘Blackmailed for Pleasure’
by MadMack7
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(D/s, Bond, Tick, semi- cons - mf/F)
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	Dr. Samuels approached the hopelessly pinioned blonde once again.  “Miss
Jameson, or I suppose to be more formal it really should be Officer Jameson,
but I find it hard to stand on etiquette when you’re like this.”  A long
pause.  “Off duty, I mean of course.”
	‘Like hell he did!’ Alex thought.  He meant when she was bare-ass naked,
trussed up like a thanksgiving turkey and panting with desire.  “Just let me
loose and give me one of those fucking tapes!  I’ve certainly earned it
tonight, putting up with you three perverts!  I just want to get dressed and
go home.”  she told him angrily.  Dr. Belanger had removed the probe from
Alex and was now busy removing the sensors from her body.  Alex waiting
expectantly for them to loosen her bonds as well.
	“I’m sorry Alexandra, I’m afraid you misunderstand.  We’re not done yet
tonight.  There’s still one more test you’ve got to complete before we’re
through.” Dr. Samuels continued.
	Alex just stared at the man in undisguised horror.
	“It won’t take long, I promise.  I must inform you, however, for this last
part you’re going to have to be gagged.  It just wouldn’t do to have your
screams of pleasure disrupting the entire neighborhood.  We always try to
obey the local noise ordinances.  I’m sure you understand officer.” the
doctor informed Alex condescendingly.
	“Fuck y..mphhh!!”  Alex managed to get only half the explicative out before
a gag was unceremoniously shoved into her mouth and quickly tied off behind
her head.  She had to settle for a hateful glare at the bastard instead.
	“Oh come now, it hasn’t been all bad, has it?” he asked with a slow grin,
stroking her exposed vulva and giving her still taunt clit a quick tickle as
he asked the question.  Alex’s pussy spasmed in pleasure and she couldn’t
prevent her hips from straining towards his hand.  “No, off course it
hasn’t.” he answered his own question, ignoring the sounds of protest coming
from beneath Alex’s gag.
	The sound of the door opening distracted Alex, but she couldn’t quite see
who entered due to the angle of the room, even through the mirror.  She
could, however, hear Dr. Samuels conversing with the newcomers, whoever they
were.  “Our patient, whom I understand you know, has recently undergone a
trial to test her responses.  I believe you’ll find she’s been adequately
warmed up.  These printouts we’ve provided you describe her weak spots in
detail.”
	Someone she knew!!  Alex wanted to curl up and die.  But she couldn’t, bound
as she was.  She just had to sit here and offer up her pussy to whomever
these bastards had produced.  Being gagged as she was, she couldn’t even
plead with her captors for mercy.  Alex felt her gut clench in dread.
	“Remember our deal!” a scratchy male voice demanded.
	Alex knew that voice.  She just couldn’t place from where.
	“Of course we remember.”  Dr. Samuels smoothly reassured him.  “For every
climax you manage to extract from Officer Jameson within the time limits,
we’ll reward you with one thousand dollars cash.  Of course, if she somehow
manages to resist you two, she gets an extra reward.  Are these terms
acceptable?”
	“Betcha ass they are!” a new voice, female this time, chimed in.  “I gots no
love for dis honky pig!  If a making the bitch bust a nut will piss her off,
I’m all over that shit.  Just you have the G’s in hand when she’s swimming in
her own juices!”
	‘Oh shit!!’  That was one voice Alex definitely recognized.  ‘Mo’ was her
street handle.  Alex knew the girl’s real name, the one on her rap sheet, was
Mowina Washington.  A street-tough gang-banger at nineteen, Mo had grown up
fast in the hard world of the inner city projects.  The girl had a police
record as long as her arm.  Alex knew, she had busted the girl herself for
everything from prostitution to running crack.  Of course, she was back out
on the streets almost as fast as she was arrested, thanks to the reform
approach within the criminal justice system.
	“Damn fucking right!  What I couldn’t do with that kind of bread!”  the
scratchy voice enthused.  He had moved forward enough for Alex to make him
out his face through the mirror.  Thomas Stevens!!  She’d busted him too.  On
vandalism, DWI and similar charges.  A sixteen year old high-school punk who
thought he was a real hard case, that was Tommy.  A black leather jacket,
dirty tee-shirt, faded jeans and unkempt black hair completed the picture of
a high school delinquent.  Unlike Mowina, Thomas didn’t even have the
disadvantage of growing up on the streets.  He had been raised in the suburbs
by a good family.  Tom was living proof that rotten apples could fall from
good trees.
	Mowina moved forward as well to stand next to her partner in the upcoming
debauchery.  The young black girl was dressed provocatively as always, in a
screaming red miniskirt and white tube top.  Her jet black hair was done up
in beads and corn-rows, tacky gold jewelry adorning her wrists and neck.  The
wicked glint in Mowina’s eyes did nothing for Alex’s piece of mind.
	Alex was in shock.  The blackmailers had sworn to her that these sessions
would be discrete.  But she knew these people!  Word of her humiliation was
bound to be all over the streets in no time flat, ruining both her life and
her career at the same time.  Just as effectively as if they’d turned the
damning tapes over to Internal Affairs.  This wasn’t right!  She shouted in
anger at her captors through the gag, but the words came out as
incomprehensible growls.
	As if reading her mind, Dr. Samuels spoke up soothingly.  “As much as I’m
sure it concerns you Alexandra, you can count on complete discretion from Mr.
Stevens and Ms. Washington.”  Alex stared at him angrily, her blue eyes
clearly conveying her disbelief.  “Our club uses them from time to time for
small tasks like this one.  They’re well aware of the penalties for loose
lips.”  It was the nervous expressions on the faces of the two delinquents
rather than the doctor’s words that convinced Alex.  However much these two
punks might have it in for her, they were more scared of these people.  Her
reputation was probably safe, at least from petty malice on their part.  She
still didn’t know who these people were, but they must wield consider
influence to keep these two toughs in line.
	Moving around to where she could see him, Dr. Samuels spoke to Alex.
 “First, let me explain the rules of our little game.  For the next
half-hour, these two ruffians will have unlimited access to your body.  The
only two rules are no pain and no marks.  As you heard, they will be amply
rewarded for each climax they manage to extract from you.  To give you some
incentive to resist their ministrations, I’m authorized to give you a second
videotape for tonight’s session if you somehow win this little game.  Now in
order to make this completely fair, we need to even the odds a little.  Dr.
Belanger, if you please.” he requested politely.
	“Eeeeiiiiiiaaaa!!”  Alex’s scream was clearly audible, even through the gag.
 The redheaded bitch had just dumped a large glass of freezing ice water
directly on her exposed pussy.  Alex’s blue eyes blazed like fire as she
glared at both doctors.
	“I’m sorry we had to do that Miss Jameson.” Dr. Samuels told Alex calmly.
 “You were just too close to the edge.  The contest wouldn’t have been any
challenge.  I believe you’ll find that your desire has receded somewhat.”
	Although Alex still felt like she’d been hit in the gut with an icy fist,
she realized the doctor was right.  Her nipples had gone soft and the icy
bath had forced her clit to retreat under its hood.  Her heart was hammering
like mad, but that was more from the shock of the ice bath than from
unquenched desire.  She began to think she had a good chance at beating these
SOBs at their own perverted little game.  After all, hadn’t she resisted the
real experts for almost two hours, even with their fancy computer.  Surely
she could control herself with a couple of crude youngsters she didn’t even
like.
	Each of the two delinquents were eagerly scanning the printouts the doctor
had supplied them with.  Frankly, it was a surprise to Alex that either of
these two could even read.  She wondered idly if the club had supplied
pictures rather than words.  The whimsical thought brought a brief grin to
her face.
	“You remember the plan homeboy.” Mowina snapped at her co-conspirator.  “You
follow my lead, got it?”  Thomas gave her a surly look, but mumbled something
that obviously intended to imply consent.  Clearly, the older street-tough
girl was going to be the dominant one of this pair.
	They moved closer to Alex, taking stations around the helpless blonde.  Tom
stood just behind her while Mowina stood waiting between Alex’s helplessly
parted thighs.  Alex had never felt so exposed in all her life.
 Embarrassment warred with outrage, each striving to dominate her emotions.
 Something of the conflict must have shown in Alex’s eyes.  The black girl
smiled cheekily at her.
	“Your rep is safe with us, girl.  Tommy and I ain’t no snitches.  Don’t do
to cross these dudes no how.  They is serious players.  Dis stays between us.
 You gots nothing to fret about on that score.  Yo pussy, on the other hand,
dats all mine.” Mowina promised Alex direly.  “Don’t you even be thinking of
holding out on us.  I done this before, tho Tommy boy is a virgin at this
sort of thang.  I gots to admit tho, you gots yourself a real hard body
hidden under your cops uniform.  You should dress like dis more often.  That
right, Tommy-boy?”
	“You got it in one momma.” Tom replied with an evil leer.  The young punk
was staring directly at Alex’s exposed pussy through the mirror.  Alex felt
like some bug pinned in a display case.  “She’s a real stone fox!  Too bad
she’s also a cop.  Maybe I can convince she’d be better off running with me!”
	“Dream on white boy!” Mowina sneered.  “Just you do your thing and I’ll do
mine. Okay momma,” Mowina said to the helpless blonde officer, “We is on the
clock, so nuff of this farting around.  First, we gots to relax you.  You all
tense, ready to fight us.  Can’t have dat.  Ready Tommy-boy?”
	“Yup.” the greasy youth replied eagerly.
	“Good!”  Mowina regarded Alex with a wide smile.  “You sitting there all
hoity-toity, like yo shit don’t stink.  Well, I gots a little trick ta bring
ya down to our level.  We use it to initiate kids in our gang.  If its good
nuff for blood, it won’t hurt you none.”
	Alex wondered what on earth the girl was talking about.  She tensed,
expecting Mo to go for her groin or an assault on her breasts from the
lurking Tommy.  Thank god they’d said no pain.  Alex didn’t like to think
what these two hoodlums might have thought up with no restrictions.  When
Mowina’s assault finally came, it was to a totally unexpected way.  Staring
hard into Alex’s defiant face, the young girl ran one long green fingernail
slowly down the wrinkled sole of Alex’s elevated right foot.
	“Yo ticklish girl?” Mowina taunted wickedly.  Alex gave a frantic squeal
into her gag, her leg jerked hard against the restraints.  “Yes? No?”  One
tormenting digit soon turned into two; then four wicked talons were tickling
Alex’s hopelessly exposed soles without a trace of mercy.  Alex sputtered
angry protests into her gag, but her muffled cries soon broke down into
giggles, then finally into outright laughter.  Mowina was tickling Alex like
mad on both widespread feet now, tormenting the bound blond all the way from
her sensitive arches to her cringing toes.  Alex’s strong thighs frantically
struggled against their bonds, but she was too well secured.  Nothing was
going to save her sensitive soles.
	An even shriller shriek from Alex announced that Tommy had joined Mowina in
this terrible torture, goosing Alex’s sides and moving up to torment her
outrageously tender ribs.  The two hoodlums showed the bound officer no
mercy, seeming to find all her vulnerable spots with ridiculous ease.  Her
sensitive kneecaps, the nape of her neck, her hard tan belly, her horribly
ticklish armpits; nothing was safe from these two little fiends.  
	“Why Officer ‘J’, I do believe you really is ticklish.” the black girl
tormented the tightly bound blond, casually raking her nails up and down the
soles of Alex’s feet.
	“You really think so?” Tommy teased just as mercilessly, digging hard into
the sensitive hollows of Alex’s underarms.
	Alex could only howl in helpless laughter in reply.  She had to suck air
frantically through her nostrils just to be able to breathe.  Alex fought her
bonds with every ounce of strength she possessed in her toned body, but
couldn’t escape the ruthless duo.  She was soon drenched with sweat, little
rivulets pouring down her bound torso as she sought fitfully to escape.
 Tears of ticklish laughter leaked from her eyes.  Alex had heard about
tickle torture before, but never, never, not even in her worst nightmares had
she expected this!  Control, composure, stoicism...  These thoughts were long
forgotten.  Alex screeched muffled pleas for mercy through her gag, in
between peals of hysterical laughter.  There was respite, no breaks.  It just
went on and on.
	“Good thing you peed earlier girl, or we be seeing a little fountain anytime
now.” Mowina teased the shattered blond, tracing fiendish circles on Alex’s
frightfully ticklish inner thighs.  “I betcha there ain’t much you wouldn’t
do to gets us to stop right about now, is there?”  Alex just wheezed
helplessly, too weak now to even laugh.  “I said, is there!!”  Mowina
tormented the blonde, digging her nails hard into Alex’s ticklish ribs.
	Apparently the shrill shriek that followed was answer enough to satisfy the
sadistic teenager.  Alex had no idea how long the demonic pair kept it up,
but after a few minutes she became slowly aware of her surroundings once
again.  The horrid tickling had finally ended, although Alex continued to
giggle quietly for a minute or two, even with nobody touching her.  Focusing
on Mowina with difficulty, Alex stared up at her tormentor.
	“Yo gotta be tougher than that blondie!” Mowina teased the destroyed girl.
“To run with our gang, you gots to put up with that for a whole hour!  You
barely lasted ten minutes.  I knew you weren’t so strong!” she bragged.
 “Well, we do seem to have taken the spunk out of ya.  Tho, looks like you
liked it!”
	Alex shook her head back and forth emphatically, but Mowina leaned forward
and tweaked an hard pink nipple.  “Sho you did.  Look, your tiny titties are
all hard and begging.  Let’s just check your hole.”  A slim chocolate finger
slid easily into Alex’s spread folds.  The naughty digit prodded the
sensitive walls of Alex’s pussy, before being slowly withdrawn.  Mowina
presented the glistening digit for Alex’s flushed inspection.  She turned her
head away in shame, but she couldn’t deny the evidence staring her in the
face.  As awful as the experience had been for her, somehow she had been
turned on by it.
	“I bet we could tickle the cum right out of ya.” Mowina thought aloud.  
	Alex stared at the juvenile delinquent in abject terror.  They couldn’t!
 She’d just die!  Even jail would be preferable to that.  She shouted loudly
in protest and frantically shook her head back and forth just in case they
didn’t get the point.
	“Oh, I knows we could, but don’t yo worry yo little ticklish self any.  At
one grand a pop, I ain’t about to do this the hard way.  Tommy!”  she
demanded.  “We’ve fucked around enough.  This bitch won’t be fighting us now,
not when she knows what’ll happen if she does.  You work on her little
titties and I’ll take care of her crack.” the black girl ordered.
	“Why do you get to have all the fun with this babe?” Tommy protested.  “I
bet I could fuck blondie to kingdom come and beyond!” he bragged.
	“She’d barely feel dat tiny white thang!!  Sides, we’re wasting time. Do ya
want to be rich or not?” she demanded crossly, already moving in on Alex’s
hopelessly exposed pussy.  The greasy boy’s fingers moved in on Alex’s
nipples at the same time as Mowina’s began pinching and kneading her swollen
inner lips.
	Tommy must have taken the advice from the computer printout to heart.  He
was caressing Alex’s breasts like no one had before him.  Even the doctor
hadn’t been this good.  First that damn machine, and now Tommy knew all her
secrets.  The kid twisted and pinched her pert nipples, pausing to tickle the
swollen aureole.  Alex tried to rescue her nipples from his devilish touch by
throwing her torso from side to side, but the wide leather straps on her
shoulders and stomach held her still.
	Mowina was wrecking some devastation of her own between Alex’s spread tan
thighs.  She was lightly tracing her brown fingers in circles, around and
around, just inside the swollen entrance to Alex’s vagina, creating an
intense desire for penetration.  It was maddening!  The girl refused to
follow through, just kept circling her inner lips endlessly.  Alex’s
breathing had now become rapid, her eyes were glazed with unfulfilled passion
and pleading with the black girl for fulfillment.  Mowina was female.  She
had to know this constant teasing would drive Alex right out of her mind!
	Oh, Mowina knew all right.  She was just biding her time, waiting for the
right moment.  When Alex’s drenched inner labia were gaping of their own
accord and her hips had begun to involuntarily tick up toward Mowina’s hand,
Mowina knew it was finally time.  She gave Alex what she craved so badly,
sliding a cone of three fingers deep into Alex, penetrating all the way to
her cervix.  The girl’s fingers felt like a short, fat little cock as they
slid in and out of Alex.
	Alex was shaking her head from side to side as if in denial of the turbulent
pleasures these two hoodlums were triggering deep within her loins.  Her
internal organs felt like they were tied in knots.  Alex could feel that
delicious tension that always preceded orgasm beginning to build.  She was
crying again, but this time she wept tears of desire.  She was so, so close.
 Alex knew her time limit was almost up and she was terrified.  Not that she
would win.  She was terrified that the clock would run out before she could
attain her orgasm.  She had been kept on the edge for too long now.  She just
wanted to cum.  Badly!!  Oh, so badly!  Alex’s lower belly and pelvis ached
with frustration.  She desperately wished she wasn’t gagged, so she could
plead with her tormentors for her climax.
	Mowina didn’t need to hear Alex pleading.  She knew how close the white girl
was to busting her nut.  Alex’s flushed breasts and neck and the random
twitching of her muscles told Mowina better than any words ever could how
frustrated and desperate the blond girl truly was.  Still, she couldn’t
resist the urge to drive this blond bitch just a little further up the wall.
	“Hold her tummy down low and pull up.”  Mowina ordered Tommy sharply.  Alex
moaned, low with need, into her gag.  Tommy’s grip on her trembling belly had
the effect of pulling back the hood from Alex’s clitoris, exposing the tiny
straining organ to Mowina’s wonderfully clever fingers.  While her other hand
continued to piston a trio of fingers slowly in and out of Alex’s soaking
vagina, Mowina reached out with her index finger and slowly circled Alex’s
straining clitoris, almost, but not quite touching the needy little nugget.
 Alex held her breath in tense anticipation, her tight ass squirming around
uncontrollably on the edge of the table, but her bonds wouldn’t allow her
enough movement to force Mowina’s teasing digit into the direct contact she
desperately craved for her clit.
	“Yo need something blondie?” the teenager ruthlessly teased the bound
officer.  
	Alex moaned desperately, all thoughts of the unseen watchers now gone.  Her
arousal was almost painful in its intensity.  Then a jolt of intense pleasure
tore through her like a lightning bolt.  Mowina’s finger had just grazed her
clitoris in an impossibly light touch.  Alex thought her world was about to
explode.  If only Mowina would repeat that touch.  Just once and Alex would
be cumming all over the place.  But she didn’t, returning instead to the
agonizing teasing which was driving Alex absolutely nuts.  
	“You’d do bout anything to get your nut right now, wouldn’t yo Officer ‘J’?”
Mowina taunted the distraught blonde.  “Would ya do it with Tommy and me
right in the police station?  Would ya do that for one little cum?” she
teased, brushing the entrance to Alex’s urethra and sending another bolt of
pleasure racing through the frustrated blonde.
	At this point, Alex would agree to do the local football team on the fifty
yard in front of a cheering stadium for an orgasm.  Her pussy spasmed at the
image the teenager’s words created in her head.  Feeling the black girl’s
fingers skate ever so much closer to her hard clitoris, Alex closed her eyes
in embarrassment and nodded in shame.  She would do that and more for just
one climax.  She prayed there was still enough time left.  She didn’t think
she could stand it if they stopped and left her stranded like this.
	Mowina must have had at least a little mercy in her dark soul, because the
next sensation Alex felt was a rhythmic flicking of a softly padded fingertip
right against the hyper-sensitive head of Alex’s aching clitoris.  Alex felt
her pelvis muscles clench hard in pre-orgasmic tension, and her little clit
tried to retreat beneath the safety of its hood. Tommy’s firm grip on her
upper pelvis prevented that, forcing her clitoris to stand up and meet its
tormentors even as an orgasm tore through her gut.  Alex’s body spasmed in
its bonds and she screamed in ecstasy in her gag.  The throbbing waves of
pleasure were unbelievably intense as they ripped through her body.  Alex was
positive she’d never cum this hard in her life.  Her climax seemed to last
forever, total satisfaction after an eternity of teasing.
	Something was wrong, though. The black girl still hadn’t stopped tickling
her helplessly exposed clitoris.  The sensation was painful in its intensity.
 Alex shrieked into her gag, wide eyes begging the teenager to let up.  The
girl had to know how sensitive your clitoris was right after a climax.  This
was unbearable!!
	Not only did Mowina keep right on tickling her horribly vulnerable clit, she
picked up the pace of her fingers in and out of Alex’s pussy. Alex’s pussy
was so wet that the black teenager’s fingers made sloshing sounds as they
slid in and out of her drenched folds.  Suddenly, without warning, Alex felt
her belly get hard and she was cumming again.  This second orgasm was almost
as hard as the first had been.  Alex’s hands clenched into white fists and
her toes curled as the unbearable pleasure tore through her once more.  
	And still Mowina kept it up.  She varied the technique slightly now,
stimulating the sides of Alex’s unbearably sensitive clitoris and using the
same rhythm to firmly massage Alex’s G spot within her soaking vagina.  Alex
was screaming almost hysterically into her gag now.  She couldn’t cum again!
 She just couldn’t!!  She’d die!  There really was such a thing as too much
pleasure, and Alex was there.
	Alex felt legs began to tremble yet again and impossibly, she came for the
third time.  This orgasm was the biggest one yet, painful in its intensity.
 Mowina’s incessant scratching on her G spot triggered something Alex had
never experienced before in her life.  She squirted!!  Through hazy blue
eyes, Alex saw what looked like a small fountain of her orgasmic juices
squirt out of her spasming pussy, drenching the black girl’s arm clear to the
elbow.  It was too much!  Alex felt the room begin to spin and darkness
settle in.  Her last sight before she lost consciousness was of the teenager
laughing triumphantly at Alex’s downfall.

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	When she awoke an unknown period of time later, Alex was still laid out on
the examination table, although her bonds had been removed.  She struggled up
off of the table, clutching at the edge to keep her balance.  Her legs felt
like they were made of jelly and there was a delicious soreness between her
thighs.  She shuddered briefly as she remembered the intensity of her last
orgasm.  She had been forced to squirt uncontrollably while the smirking
black teenager laughed.  That was an image that was going to haunt her for a
very long time.  
	Only Nurse Alicia was left in the room now.  Everyone else had disappeared.
 Wordlessly, she handed Alex her clothing and stood back while the blonde
shakily got dressed.  Alex slid her panties up, wincing slightly when the
crotch touched her still tender groin.
	The thin brunette seemed to be debating something.  Finally she spoke up;
 “If it helps any Alex, you’re not the only one who’s had to go through
this.”  she confided softly.  The gum and the harsh attitude had vanished
completely.  So that had been an act, just as Alex had suspected.  Alicia
continued her confession.  “When I took my turn on the table, that girl made
me cum so damn hard I peed myself.”  Alicia blushed and looked at the tile
floor.  “She’s good at what she does, you know.  That’s why they use her.
 You didn’t have a chance.  So don’t be ashamed of how strongly you reacted.
 Its hard luck you knew Mo from outside, but even if you didn’t, they’d have
used her anyhow.  And she’d have made you cum just as hard.  Trust me, I
know.” the tall brunette comforted Alex, squeezing her shoulder in sisterly
camaraderie.
	Alex weighed the consequences of confiding in one of this bunch.  She could
really use a friend here, but she couldn’t be sure the girl wasn’t acting
again.  She chose a middle ground.  “Thanks.” she offered neutrally and was
rewarded with a shy smile from the brunette.
	After she was dressed, Alicia handed Alex the videotape which she clutched
to her chest. “I’m sorry I have to do this, but it really is for your own
good.” the Alicia confided, holding up the blindfold which had begun this
 evening’s adventure.  Alex nodded wearily and let the girl secure the
blindfold and lead her out to the waiting limousine.
	As the plush car roared off into the night, Alex wondered with equal
measures of fear and anticipation what she’d have to do to earn the next
tape. 

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          Hope you enjoyed the story.                           MadMack7

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