Ladycop

                                 Chapter 5

     The martini was icy cold, just the way she liked them. Jim
sat across from her and smiled, a funny look on his face?" 
     "What?" she asked. "Why are you smiling?"
     "Just the way you licked your lips, that's all. You attacked
that thing like you were nervous. I hope its not me."
     "It might be," she cooed. "I've been thinking about tonight
ever since you left my office. I guess I'm a little nervous."
     "Nervous how?"
     "Hey, can't a woman have a secret or two?"
     "Sure, but I don't get it. Why would going out with me make
you act nervous?"
     She looked into his eyes and then smiled again. "Okay, let's
cut from the chase, shall we? Until a couple months ago you and
the rest of your pals down in homicide thought of me in somewhat
a different tone. Since that time, I've been abducted, abused,
tortured, raped, humiliated and almost killed. Now all of a
sudden you're interested in dating me. Wouldn't that make you
nervous?"
     "I suppose so, yes, but its not what you think. I just . . .
well, hey let's face it. You're damn beautiful, why the hell
wouldn't I be interested? Jesus, I'm human."
     "Well good for you then. For a while I thought you just
wanted to cash in on what some freak may have created."
     "Meaning?"
     "Meaning that bastard raped me and did some other pretty
awful things. I figure you just might think I don't give a damn
anymore and might be a good piece of ass."
     "No, not quite, young lady. You're being a little
presumptuous. I figured you'd be a good piece of ass the first
time I laid eyes on you. I was just hoping you'd survive so I
could find out."
     "Well, that's honest. At least I know what you did have in
mind. I suppose now you're going to get me high on martini's and
try and seduce me?"
     He laughed then and the way his eyes sparkled made her feel
giddy inside. "Well, I was going to feed you first. Let's say I
was hoping. Deep down my guess was that it hasn't been long
enough. You're probably still in a state of shock from what
happened."
     "I suppose you could be right, Jim, but I'm a cop. I'd like
to think I'm a little above the average woman and can handle what
happened. The guy inflicted pain and liked to torture women, I
look at it as part of the job. He raped me. I wish he hadn't but
I wasn't a virgin. I'm not in a state of trauma if that's what
you're thinking."
     "All right, I'll take your word for it then. I'm rather glad
to see you're handling it so well."
     "I'm handling it well enough now. It wasn't that easy the
first week or so."
     "Understood, Sinclair, understood. I'll quit trying to be a
caretaker and let it rest then. Now, let me get you another
martini."
     "Wouldn't you rather make it with a woman who wasn't out on
her feet. A few more of these and I'll be like a corpse."
     "Well . . . yeah," he sputtered. "I didn't expect to hear
that out of you. You've got a lot of spunk, girl. You have any
suggestions?"
     "We could eat, you're not getting off so easy. Then we could
go to your place or something?"

     She sat close to him during the ride across town. Somehow,
without even so much as a kiss, he had worked his arm around her
shoulders and his free hand was resting on one full breast. She
was thrilled that it didn't bother her to have a man touching her
again. While his fingers danced across the fabric raising her
nipple until she thought she would go nuts, her fingers were
doing the same to his cock. She could feel it steadily growing
within his pant leg until she was sure he must be overly
uncomfortable. "Look, Karla, if we're going to get anyplace
tonight we better stop this right away. I've nearly ran off the
road twice now."
     "Okay, I'll stop, but only because we need to talk first. I
have a request."
     "Which is?"
     "Look, Jim, I hope you don't get me wrong. I'm no goody two
shoes. I figured you know that from the conversation we just had
back there. I've discovered a few quirks and kinks that comes
with the merchandise."
     "Meaning what?" he asked.
     "Meaning that Menzmer changed me. He found some of my flaws
and made me realize who and what I am. Look, there was a couple
times when that maniac was working me over that I . . . well,
that I almost enjoyed what he was doing to me."
     "Oh, shit!" he uttered.
     "No, don't say that. Its not that bad." she replied. "I've
always had a deep down desire inside of me about certain things
and the other night I found out why. I enjoyed being tied up and
pretending it was someone else."
     "I see," he said. "So what are you trying to say?"
     "I'm trying to say I pretended it was you and I'd like you
to tie me up again. I'm trying to say that I've got some deep
down perversion about bondage and pain and its out in the open
now. I'm saying I want you to use me and make me scream with
pleasure and get me hot and turned on and all that stuff."

     He grew silent for a while and she was suddenly scared that
she might have finished it for them before it even started.
Finally he pulled to the curb and looked into her eyes. "I wish
we could have talked a long time ago about this but then, how was
we to know. Are you really sure you want something like that
again?"
     "Yes. I'm sure. Does it offend you?"

     Instead of answering her question he gunned the car forward
and pulled around the corner into a dark street. Without warning
he slammed the brakes on and slid to a stop. The momentum threw
her forward nearly into the dashboard. While she was trying to
regain her balance, she felt his strong hands take hold of her
wrists. Cold icy steel locked around her wrists as she realized
he had used his cuffs on her. He jumped out of the car and pulled
her across the seat onto the ground. "Jim, what are you doing?"
     "Giving you what you want, baby, just giving you what you
want."
     He shoved her toward the rear of the car. There he opened
the lid and reached inside. Pulling out a short piece of rope he
hurriedly bent her over the edge of the trunk and reached up
under her skirt. She felt her bikini panties being pulled down
her legs. Once removed he wadded them up into a ball and stuffed
them into her mouth. The rope was used to tie around her head and
make sure she didn't spit them out. With her hands cuffed behind
her and the gag in her mouth, he lifted her and dumped her into
the bottom of the trunk. "Enjoy yourself," she heard him chuckle.
     It had happened so fast, she was in a state of shock. She
couldn't believe how quickly he had acted. She had figured she'd
have to do a lot of talking to get him to agree to anything, but
this was nearly insane.
     Every bump in the road jarred her as the car sped along. She
could feel the cold air under her skirt and the thought of being
tied and gagged was making her leak some juice. It was icy cold
near her slit. He made several stops, leaving the vehicle for
long minutes before returning and continuing on. After being
locked in the trunk for nearly an hour, she was relieved to feel
the car stop and then the lid being opened. It was dark, very
dark. He didn't say a word, just lifted her out as lightly as a
feather and dropped her to her feet. Once she was able to stand
upright, she was shocked when he began tearing off her clothing.
Grunting through the gag she tried to protest but it did no good.
     The night air was sharp and chilly as her clothing
disappeared into the open trunk of the car. Standing in the
darkness, completely nude, she felt her nipples jump to full
blossom from the cold air. She was grateful he left her high
heels alone, at least she could walk.
     Slamming the trunk lid down, he began pushing her through
dense trees. It seemed like they walked for a long time until
lights finally came into view ahead of them. Emerging into the
open they were standing in front of a ramshackle old building.
Jim stepped behind her and affixed a mask over her eyes. There
were no eyeholes and she was blind. Then, she heard him knock on
the door.
     Fright stabbed at her as she heard the door opened and a
man's voice demanded to know what they wanted. She was aware of
her nudity and tried to turn away. Jim squeezed her arms and
forced her to stay facing the voice. "I've brought the package 
just as I promised," she heard him say. "Make it good."
     This time she hysterically tried to talk through the gag but
it was no use. She tried to tell him she didn't want this or any
other kind of games but it was no use. Hands reached out and took
her from his grip. Seconds later she was being forced to walk
through a warm, dank smelling hallway. She could tell from the
echo of their footsteps that it was a wooden floor. Minutes
passed until finally she was pulled to a stop.
     Another minute passed, then she was pushed through some very
heavy material that felt like curtains or draped. She couldn't
see a thing but she felt her cuffs being unlocked only to have
her arms raised above her head. Oh, God, she thought to herself.
Just like before, he's going to tie me to an overhead beam or
something. Sure enough, she felt the ropes around her wrists and
then the tension of being pulled up on her tiptoes. She was being
tied like before, her arms feeling like they were being wrenched
out of the sockets. Her feet strained up on her toes to relieve
some of the discomfort. Hands grasped her ankles and pulled her
legs apart. Ropes were tightened around her feet and she was
stretched spreadeagle in midair, unable to talk.
     As soon as the hands finished with her she heard footsteps
walking away. It was deathly silent for a moment until she
thought she heard a cough in the background. The cough seemed to
break the spell and she heard wild cheers and applause. She felt
horrified to realize she was being displayed before what sounded
like a lot of people. She was like an exhibit on display before
an audience and they were all applauding her sudden appearance.
     She was frightened and tried to struggle within her bonds.
Then she heard a woman's voice close to her ear. "Relax, child,
relax. You can't stop it so enjoy. Your male friend said you
wanted to be tied and made to scream."
     Sure enough, she had said those words, but not like this,
with Jim, not with a room full of nuts or perverts. Her body
began to tremble and she felt like she might be going to pass
out. Then she heard a soft buzz like the sound of a dentist's
drill. A finger passed through the slippery slit between her legs
and she gasped through the gag. Then as if by an unspoken command
she felt hands rubbing her breasts and nipples. A powerful
vibrator was applied to her clit and she felt her knees weaken.
It was a most delicious feeling and she couldn't help moaning
deep within her throat.
     Soft lips suddenly surrounded her nipples, gently sucking
them into fullness and exquisite pleasure. She felt her whole
body begin to undulate within her bonds and the audience
applauded once again at her erotic movements. She was suddenly
transformed from a frightened woman into a woman of passion and
wanton desire. The vibrator was attached to a dildo and it was
being used expertly between the lips of her labia. Quite suddenly
she was being driven insane with pleasure. Her mind suddenly
turned to thoughts of Jim and how much she wanted him inside of
her right now. It was magical and it was fantastic and what's
more, no one could tell who she was, she was masked. She
continued moaning louder and louder. It was all she could do with
the gag in her mouth. Hands moved quickly behind her head and the
ropes were untied. She spit the wad of cloth out and sucked in
heavy amounts of air. Her moaning reached out across the room and
dozens of those out in front picked up on her heat and joined in
the moaning with her.
     Next the blindfold was ripped away causing her to squint at
the light. She could see dozens of people, male and female, all
in stages of undress, many beginning to fondle and caress those
sitting next to them. It dawned on her exactly what was taking
place here. She was the main attraction at a sex club and being
used to stimulate the members. Somehow, Jim had turned her over
to a group of these people and they were getting pretty well
heated up at the sight of her. She trembled again and then began
to feel her body responding to the treatment she was receiving.

      Glancing downward, she looked at the blond hair of the
woman glued to her breast. She could hear her moaning softly in
her throat as she sucked at her turgid nipple. It was like magic,
it was unbelievable, it was fantastic. Her secret desires erupted
and took over her body. She felt herself losing all self control
and she didn't care. Hundreds of people were looking and watching
as she was being violated in the most delicious way. She looked
down farther to see another woman applying the massive vibrator
to her clit. The jolt as the instrument touched the tip sent a
shock wave roaring into her brain that took her breath away. She
couldn't help it as she gave out a loud screaming moan that sent
the audience into a frenzy. 
     Her head back as the pleasure washed over her again and
again, she could see men on top of women right in the audience
pumping away as if no one were around. It was extremely erotic to
watch as the vibrator and the hot mouth worked on her quivering
body. She could feel copious amounts of her love juice leaking
down onto her thighs and wished she had a man to share it with.
The desire for a hard male cock was enormous within her sexually
aroused body. It was a torture like none she'd ever known before.
It was driving her slowly insane and she was becoming addicted to
it. Massive sexual turn-on while a hundred people watched her
squirm and moan.
     She felt the muscles in her groin and vagina knotting up as
they drew near to climax. Apparently, so did the person working
on her. Her pleasure was quickly cut short and she nearly cried
for want of it to continue. Several hands were on her body and
she felt the ropes being removed. Hurriedly, they dragged her
nude body off the framework and back through the heavy curtains.
Gasping from the quickness of their movements she could only go
along with them. Her arms and legs were held tightly to prevent a
sudden run-a-way women in their little game parlor.
     She was carried to an open doorway and thrown inside. Her
momentum carried her forward into a darkened room where she
stumbled into the edge of something soft. Unable to stop her
forward movement, she screamed as she began falling. She was
extremely grateful when she crashed down to a soft mattress where
she bounced once before becoming still.
     Her breath was coming in jagged gasps as a dim light glowed
to life near her head. She gasped in fright for a second at the
sight of a naked man next to her on the bed. Then she recognized
Jim Devlin, he was smiling down at her. "Having fun yet?" he
asked.
     "You bastard," she muttered at him under her breath. "How
dare you put me through something like this."
     "Come on, Sinclair. You asked for something like this, now
admit it."
     She didn't say anything for several seconds and then turned
to him. "Where did you ever come up with a bunch like this?"
     "Oh, its a long story. I met one of them a couple years ago
while I was working a murder case. One thing led to another and,
well, now I stop in once in a while to watch the fun."
     "You call that fun?"
     "What do you call it, Karla? It sounded to me like you were
having fun."
     "All right, I admit it, I was having some fun out there. My,
God, I didn't realize how hot I could get."
     "Still hot?" he smiled at her.
     "Yes you asshole. Look at me, I'm covered in my own juices."
     "Then I'm glad it wasn't a disappointment.

     His mouth was suddenly covering hers and she felt his hand
as it trailed a finger through the slippery slit of her vagina.
As his finger hit her clit she couldn't help gasping from the
pleasure of it. She was quickly growing delirious as his mouth
and hands covered her body. She reached down and grasped his
cock. It was long and hard as rock. She began pumping it in time
to his sucking mouth. She was growing much too hot to wait for
his foreplay. Pulling on his cock, she rolled onto her back and
spread her legs for him. "Now, Jim, damnit, do it now. Put that
monster in me and show me what you're made of."

     He slid up between her open legs and she luxuriated in the
feeling of his naked body as she guided his cockhead to the
entrance of her smoldering pussy. The head of his cock
momentarily rubbed her course pubic hair, nearly driving her
wild. She felt his weight shift as he lowered his hips against
her. The next feeling was one of heavenly bliss, the feeling of a
hard male sliding slowly between the lips of her pussy. Her labia
opened for him as he lowered himself into her, driving the
magnificent shaft deep like a spear. She felt the air in her
lungs rush through her throat, emitting a loud, sensuous moan as
it emerged from her lips. She was in an ecstatic void with
massive bolts of raw sensation washing over and through her body,
and all of it centered between her spread legs.
     Time stood still for them as he began the ancient ritual of
driving his hard organ in and out of her steamy tunnel, every
thrust sending overwhelming sensation into the very center of her
brain and body. Her breathing quickened and became labored as she
arched her back to the cadence of his rhythmic movement downward,
meeting him thrust for thrust. His panting breath tore at her ear
as he pumped harder and faster into her with every stroke. She
felt the first tell tale signs of orgasm building within her and
moaned in his ear to hit her harder. Like a piledriver he slammed
downward again and again, hammering into her with wild, screaming
abandon. The sweat bathed them and ran off onto the bed clothes
and still they thrashed and flailed at each other. 
     As if of their own volition her legs closed in around his
hot body, squeezing him like a huge python and pulling him even
tighter against her. She was now riding upward with his every
withdrawal, her clit sliding and rubbing the hardness of his
shaft until she knew she was going to scream. She felt the magic
of the moment as the hidden trigger slipped and fell to push her
over the top and down the other side like a runaway
rollercoaster. Her first climax was one of the most gigantic she
had ever experienced. It hit her like a massive hammer, her
muscles knotting and bunching as it washed over and through her
body. The scream she emitted must have been heard clear out to
the audience. On and on, over and over she screamed as each wave
hit her and tore away at her nerve centers.
     Her hips thrust upward nearly throwing him off like a wild
bronco. Climax after climax stabbed into her as Jim tightened his
grip and held on for dear life. The greatness of her orgasm was
more than he could resist and he too thundered over the top to
ride the thunderbolt with her. She had never experienced such
massive thrusts as he hit her with, over and over with his rock
hard cock, deep to the bottom of her vagina, countless times did
it hit her membrane and every time she climaxed with it.
     Sobbing and screaming, unable to move any longer, she slowly
eased her frantic gyrations until she lay still. Her panting
breath came in great gulps of air as she tried to focus her eyes
and found she was unable to see him clearly. Sweat burned her
eyes and ran off her in rivulets and all she could do was lay and
cherish the feelings she had encountered.
     It was over. Jim lay on top of her, his breath also labored
and panting. She could still feel his cock pulsating inside of
her but it was beginning to shrink already. Wantonly, she
couldn't help feeling a little disappointed at the thought of his
magnificent cock getting soft. How long before he'd be ready to
go again. She laughed softly at her own thoughts and just lay
still savoring the moment. "What's so funny?" he gasped.
     "Nothing, I feel so magnificent right now, that's all."  
     "So do I. Jesus, you're like a tiger when you get turned
on."
     "You seem to have hit on the right combination, at least for
tonight anyway."
     "In other words, you're not always like this?"
     "Not hardly. I couldn't take it like this too often. I feel
like I've been hit with a truck."
     "Yeah, me too. Come on, I happen to know they have a large
hot spa in the place. You'll feel like a million bucks before you
know it."

     Two hours later, they could hear the crowd above them as
they lay back in the giant hot swimming pool, luxuriating from
their recent bout at lovemaking. "There must have been a lot of
revelry tonight from the sound of things up there," he said.     
     "Sounds like. I don't see how they could keep going so
long."
     "Oh, this is nothing. I've heard them go all night."
     "You come out here that often?" she asked.
     "Not that often, but yes, I like to drop in occasionally."
     "You sound like a real deviate, Devlin." she chided at him.
     "I probably am. Didn't you ever hear how cops are the
kinkiest of all. It's all them handcuffs and tough stuff," he
laughed.
     She thought about it for a minute and then had to agree he
was probably right. She had heard where most law people at one
time or another had ideas along this line. "I guess you're
right," she said finally, "I just found out during the past few
days how I feel. You really got me hooked tonight."
     "Don't let it go to your head."
     
     They were just about to climb out of the tub when they
noticed a small group of club members coming into the room. Karla
would have expected them to be totally naked or something like
that, but this group was still wearing the long black robes she
had first observed on the one that greeted her at the door. She
didn't think anymore about it as she climbed out of the water and
wrapped a towel around her naked midriff.
     She felt Jim next to her and they began heading for the exit
door. The group seemed to somehow step in front of them as they
tried to pass. "Going someplace?" one of them asked.
     "Yeah," Jim answered. "We've just about boiled ourselves
out. Time to get dressed and head home."
     "Sorry," the man answered. "Joseph sent us down after you.
He says to tell you it's time to pay the piper."
     "And just what's that suppose to mean?" Jim asked.
     "Oh, I figure you're smart enough to figure that one out. 
     "You've got to be kidding. That's not part of the deal."
     "The deal as you call it is simple. You've been coming out
here for, how long, a year now? You've enjoyed yourself at our
expense, now its time to pay us back a little. You had fun fuckin
our women, now we need a little something in return. Joseph is in
some trouble, he has to furnish a reluctant couple to another
club, he says to tell you he's sorry but there's not enough time
to come up with one else. So, you're it."
     "You're fuckin with the wrong people, pal. You realize who
you're talkin to?"
     "A couple of cops? You think we didn't go over that already?
Who better suited than you two. You going in and tell your boss
you were abducted by a bunch of sex crazed fanatics? I doubt if
he'd be understanding when we showed him some of the video files
we've made during the past year."
     "You bastards! You've got it all figured out."
     "Of course. Have fun and come visit us anytime."



     Jim spun on his heels but there was no place to run. Several
sets of hands were suddenly on both of them and they were being
led out of the pool area. They both struggled feebly but it was
of no consequence, more a token gesture than anything. They were
had and they both knew it. They were led to a room back of the
pool area. There, the attendents led them separately to different
walls. After removing the towels, iron neck bands were fitted
around their throats and they were left alone as the group exited
the room. 
     It was somewhat diabolical if it weren't for the fact they
were being held prisoner by what used to be considered friends.
Their neck bands were attached to chains which were in turn
attached to the walls. They found they could walk only to a point
where they were just out of reach of each other. This way, each
could stare at the others nudity but could do nothing about it.
Neither realized how this could effect a person until they'd been
in the room for several hours. Then, their imagination began to
take hold.
     The fantastic episode they'd experienced a few hours ago
began to cross their minds, and with it, memories of how each had
nearly gone insane with lust. The lust began to creap back into
their bodies and soon, they were both wishing they could at least
touch one another. Karla didn't have to be a mind reader to tell
Jim was being effected at the sight of her nude body. His cock
began swelling and throbbing and as she watched it grow, she too
began to heat up. Her breasts swelled and the nipples grew hard.
The more she remembered of his lovemaking, the more heated she
became. Soon, Jim stood chained to the wall with a magnificient
hard cock jutting out in front of him and Karla could feel the
wetness of her juices seeping down her inner thighs. "We've got
to get this off our minds," she heard him say.
     "How?" she whispered. "I think they expected this to
happen."
     "Of course they did. That's why they left us like this. I'm
about to go nuts watching you but we've got to stop. Close your
eyes, maybe it'll help."

     She was just about to sit down in the corner when the door
opened and the black robed figure entered their cell. She heard
him chuckle. "I see its working, good."
     "What's working?" Jim grunted.
     "The drug you ingested when you drank the water in the pool
room."
     "What drug?"
     "Something we've been using for quite a while now. Mixture
of spanish fly, yohimbine, and some other stuff from Africa. We
find it works like a charm. You two will be hot for the next day
and a half."
     "Oh, my God," Karla cried. "You can't be serious?"
     "Oh, but I am my dear. Its just starting, wait until it
really gets hold of you. You'll be able to fuck for hours on end,
like a machine, only with intensified feeling. You'll love it."
     "Not chained to a wall like this we won't."
     "Oh, yes, that's why I'm here. Your transportation has
arrived. We'll miss you but I'm sure you're going to enjoy your
visit."
     Several masked men then entered the room. The chains were
unlocked and they were led out of the room. Once outside, black
bags were tied around their heads so they couldn't see anything.
It was simple from there. They were led outside the building and
shoved into some kind of vehicle. Minutes later, securely
fettered and unable to move, they felt the movement of the
vehicle as they were taken away.