Det Sergeant Susan Miller was in a lot of trouble. Her assignment
was to infiltrate a child pornography ring, and take them down.

"Stupid, stupid STOOpid!" she thought to herself for the 100th time.

The Captain had not approved an undercover strategy, back up, etc. The
Purple Dinosaurs were, smart, experienced evil Mother Fuckers and a
mistake could prove costly. But Susan had been in tight spots before,
faced down truly wicked men and won. She figured she could handle
this--and mayb look good in front of the boss who hated her.

On an impulse she had gone to a bar they frequented dressed like a cheap
slut. Susan had on a thigh high black leather mini and a purple tank top
that showed off her sexy belly button. She figured they'd be more likely
to let something slip, and she could learn something useful. Tonight was
supposed to be light information gathering only--no real contact. Too
bad it didn't work out that way. Too bad.

Susan wasn't really good at talking to men. You can't blame her really.
After all she was a lesbian. Oh she knew they were attracted to her
body, but she didn't understand them, what turned them on. Or off.

 "You want a drink darling? Can I get you anything?"

 "I don't need anything from you, just leave me alone." she said in a
distracted manner as she tried to concentrate on two of the porn dealers
conversation. If she had really been paying attention she might have
recognized the man talking to her.

 She might have been smart enough to watch her mouth. Pete Matuski was
wanted for 2 counts of murder and the brutal rape of his own 14 yr old
daughter. He had kept the poor girl as a fuck toy for two months. Raping
her over 100 times. He decided to make some money off his stuck up,
smart mouthed, sexy daughter. He had a friend into kiddie porn, and was
introduced to the Purple Dinosaurs.

Pete pimped his daughter to them. By day, she was filmed, and fucked by
them. At night she was fucked and fondled by him. She was the star of 14
hardcore, filthy kiddie porn movies. Every couple of days his daughter
was raped and beaten into making a new one.

The only reason he had almost been caught was that one of her teachers
was into kiddie porn himself and enjoyed the movie very much until he
got a good look at her face. He recognized his student and knew she had
not been in school for over 2 months. He anonomusly called the police.
Pete had murdered the two policewomen when they came to investigate the
complaint. Snapped their necks like chicken bones.

 Susan should have recognized Pete. His face was plastered all over the
precinct's most wanted list. He had been hidinging out with the Purple
Dinosaurs. Pete could not believe another sexy, stuck up, bitch was
mouthing off to him. At least his daughter had been pure, a virgin. This
slut looked like she had been rode hard and fucked away wet.

 Pete got up and was about to leave when Susan's Cell phone began to
ring in the purse on the floor. She bent at the waist and slowly dug it
out leaving that firm round juicy ass wagging from side to side.

"Holy shit she's taunting me! That little bitch is trying to drive me
crazy, " Pete snarled to himself and decided to teach the slut a lesson.
He signaled to the bartender to lock the door. The bartnder escorted the
6 or 7 people he did not know outside, flipped the closed sign around,
turned off the exterior lights and locked the door. There left only
about 12 people in the bar all were Purple Dinosaurs or their women.
When Susan got off the phone she noticed that something was odd. Several
of the gang members were walking towards her, and the door was closed.
The big guy who had been hitting on her was in the lead and had a cruel,
deranged look on his face. He walked right up to her, grabbed the back
of her head and locked it in place. Then he looked her right in the eye
and began spitting on her face. Over and over again until she was coverd
in it.

"Wait...stop, ew that's gross!"

The whole bar was laughing at her. Sick demented people were laughing at
her shame. But the worst thing was the air of impending, evil--of sexual
tension about to be sated.
 

"Clean the little slut off and strip her. I want to fuck her, heh we ALL
do. Pete said to one of the gang sluts.

All the guys began chuckling, as they imagined just how they would rape
Susan. She was fucking...lucious. A tall, tight honey blonde who worked
out a lot. Susan was 29 and had high barbell shaped 36 D breasts. Her
sweet firm ass was just the cherry on top for the guys, it sealed her
fate.
 
 A small redhead walked up to Susan and began kissing her. Sucking and
caressing and slowly licking her entire, spit covered face. Despite the
situation Susan felt herself get aroused. The little tramp was a good
kisser and obviously a submissive twat--just the kind of woman she loved
to fuck.

She pulled Susan's top off and undid her mini skirt. As usual she was
not wearing a bra, and had on G-String panties, which the Redhead
eagerly removed.

That snapped the lesbian Policewoman out of her lusty haze. It was about
to happen again. A man was about to rape her AGAIN. A cock (Ok several)
cocks was about to split her ass, fuck her pussy and cum in her mouth.
Filthy men were about to hurt her, she knew they'd enjoy it.

"Please don't dothis. I am sorry, IamSO sorry. You don't undrstand--I'm
a Lesbian. This is wrong. "

If she had known men better (especially these kind of men) she would
have kept that fact to herself. Every man (and two of the three women)
were excited by the idea of raping a Lesbian.

She was completely naked now and cowering against the bar. Pete pulled
her to him with a vicious snarl and dragged her kicking and screaming to
the pool table.

"I'mgonna break you now. I'm gonna beat your smart little faggot
ass--and I'm gong to enjoy it. I swear to god once I start I'm gonna
beat you bloody. Do you believe me bitch? Good. Listen carefully. If you
want to avoid that you better accept that you are our cheap little
whore. Everyone in this room is going to fuck you as many times as we
possibly can.

 We. Own. You.

Slutty little Lesbian. Thinking you are too good for my cock? Well I'm
gonna change you tonight. Tonight you're gonna beg for cock. Yer gonna
beg for my cock right now. DO IT!!" Pete roared six inches from her
face.

His breathing was heavy and she could tell she was an inch away from
getting hit by this large man. Suddenly she got chills as she recognized
who he was.

My god he had already killed two police women. This man was very
dangerous.

"Please sir...I want to live. I'll do it. I'll do anything you say, just
don't hurt me. Um...may I please have your cock?" Pete pushed her back
on the pool table and mounted her quickly. Another gang member grabbed
her head and positioned it over the side. She felt both cocks slide into
her at once. It was very painful. Pete had a big, thick dick--and she
was still mostly dry. From fear, and from the very idea of a man fucking
her.

He fucked her open in two brutal strokes and began a vicious pounding
rhythm in her cunt. Quick fuck, slow fuck, hard fuck, Grrrind. Repeat,
repeat, repeat.

The guy at her mouth was only average dick-length inside but the way her
neck lolled over the side of the pool table was very dangerous. She
could not breathe correctly as he held her on her back with her neck
lower than the edge and drilled his dick deep down her throat. Luckily
Susan had some prior experience with being raped by a cruel man. She did
not panic, just concentrated on breathing thorough her nose and not
letting him bend her neck too far down.

Suddenly he humped his body on her face and sat on her face, resting all
his weight on her.

"Suck it slut. Suck my assmeat good. "
Susan could barely breathe as she stuck her tongue into him. She ws
struggling with all her might to stop him from killing her.

Pete had been fucking her hard for a good 5 minutes when he seemed to be
jealous of the pain and fear the other man was causing her. "Ok whore
I'm ready to have your ass now. This is gonna sting a little bit--so I
want you to ask for it."

The room laughed at his little joke and laughed even harder when Susan's
ass muffled voice said," Please sir will you fuck my tight little ass?
I'm a good slut, I need it. "

Pete savagely pulled those firm ass cheeks apart and ripped into her. He
wanted to hurt this slut, to show off for his friends. They were
cheering him on as he raped her ass hard.
Wet sloshing noises could soon be heard, a thick paste of ass blood,
dick cream, and brownbutt butter churned inside Susan. His balls made a
slapping sound on her sweaty body.

Susan's struggles became more desperate as she fel her neck tire, she
could not hold the man on her face anymore and was getting scared. She
took a chance and recaptured his dick in her mouth and began to slurp it
hard. Sucking and licking and coughing and kissing for all she was
worth. She had to get him off so he could, well GET OFF. It was working,
perhaps too well as the guy felt he was about to cum he went nuts.
Squeezing his thighs around her hard as he drilled his cock deep into
her throat. For about 20 seconds she could not breathe, but continued to
work her mouth on him.

Pete was slowly tearing something in her ass, she felt it give way and
began to cry.

 "Oh that's it baby, that's it you slut. Yer mouth is so wet, here it
cums, wait for it! ARRGH, drink me bitch, drink it all down.It's good
for you."

Susan had been without air for about 45 seconds when he finally got off
her. He slapped hands with his buddies, and one of the gang sluts asked
if she could lick him clean. He graciously agreed.

One down, 11 to go.

While the rest of the gang laughed and decided who got her mouth next,
Pete kept right on ripping her ass apart. Every thrust was a fresh blast
of pain. He began thrusting harder faster, and her breath grunted out of
her in time to his fucks.

"Mine, mine, mine. How do you like it? How does daddy's little dyke like
his big dick up her ass?" He said as he slowly spewed thick, warm, wet
fluid inside of her.

Pete pulled out of her with a noisy popping plop sound. His dick was a
clumpy reddish brown color, and he walked to her face and mounted her
the same way the other man had. Then he began cruelly pinching and
twisting her nipples, mauling her tit flesh until she screamed all over
his dirty dick.

"Wash me good, I want that little wet tongue to suck all this shit off
of me. Get me hard again slut, I think I can go again. Somebody suck my
cum out of this cunt's pussy and ass. I want it fresh." The sexy Redhead
pushed the others out of her way and began to lovingly munch the older,
Lesbian's pussy. Susan could not help herself. She wrapped her legs
around her lover, and humped her hard. Pete fucked her mouth good and
slowly his dick got hard again as he predicted. He looked down at Susan
and pure lust overcame him.

She was getting her clitty nibbled now, and had grabbed both of the
eadheads ears and a fistful of hair. She planned to get off herself, she
fucked that beautiful young face buried between her thighs and it was
too much. She felt a small fire begin to build and bubble up from deep
inside her when suddenly... Pete scooped Susan up, and sat her in his
lap. He made her settle on his cock  and then stood up. Susan was
surprised, and felt his long thick cock go even deeper into her. She was
so close, she could not stop. Even though it was a man, even though it
was rape she clutched herself to his hard sweaty male body and humped
down on his beefy man-cock. Kissing him, sucking his tongue wildly.

That's how the police found her when they kicked in the door. One of the
patrons had called in a tip when the bar suddenly closed leaving a lone
woman inside with a gang of hard men. He just couldn't live with himself
if he did nothing.

Officer Susan Miller had done it again. The Lesbian Police woman had
just singlehandedly taken down a Kiddie Porn ring.

Captain Carl Jablonski was having a very good, and a very bad day. Good
because every member of the Purple Dinosaurs had been arrested and would
likely be convicted. Their rape of Miller had allowed him to get search
warrants, for each of them and they found dozens of kiddie porn tapes,
addresses of victims, and their portable film equipment.

He should be happy, but he wasn't. Susan Fucking Miller was getting the
credit. Again. How one inept, and morally corrupt cop could be so lucky
was beyond him. He was glad they raped her. He wished they had gotten
there a couple of hours later. The lesbian bitch deserved it after what
she had done. Instead she was likely to get another promotion.

It all started two years ago. Susan's life had changed when she met John
Pressman The Lesbian Rapist. The asshole had confessed to raping 23
Lesbians. He had taunted the police on national tv. Pressman had just
gotten off on a technicality. The Dept was obsessed with catching him.
Captain Jablonski needed a real Lesbian to go undercover and set him up.
He was authorized to give someone a significant pay raise, and promotion
to Detective Sergeant if they could bring Pressman in.

Problem was he only had one Lesbian in his Dept--Susan Miller. She was a
pathetic Cop, the butt of many jokes. Her fellow officers called her
Deputy Dike, right to her face. Many felt she was a glorified Meter
Maid. She'd been on traffic Patrol for almost 8 years--it was he only
thing she was good at. Still, Susan had always dreamed of more for
herself. She wanted to make a difference. To be a real cop--a DETECTIVE.
So she jumped at the chance.

The plan was basically to rape another officer in front of him, to get
him so hot, that he got sloppy. Susan selected a female cop she had
secretly been lusting after for over a year. Beth Thomas was a tight,
sexy little thing. She was was also Captain Jablonski's godchild and
Dead Partner's daughter. Susan still got wet when she thought about how
she had raped her. Squeezing her mauling her--raping her pussy and ass
with her fingers. Sucking her tongue, licking that fresh, juicy
pussy--straddling her face, and forcing her to clean Susan's soggy,
dripping cunt.

 Hearing the tiny woman scream, beg for help. The bar was wired for
video and sound. Captain Jablonski saw and heard what Susan did--Beth's
pitiful, frantic pleas. He had to sit there and just let it happen, to
ignore her. He would never forgive himself for betraying Beth. He would
never forgive Susan for raping his little girl. But he had to catch
Pressman, and Beth did agree to do "whatever" it took.

The plan worked, John kidnapped Susan at knifepoint and took her out to
be raped. That's where things went bad.
John had discovered the hidden cameras and micro recorders they planted
in his apt earlier that day. So he took her to his buddy's house
instead.
No one was listening when Susan screamed for help. Nobody came the first
day or the second while Ron and John brutally took her oral, anal, and
vaginal virginities.

You see Susan was a true Lesbian. She had always known she was attracted
to women. No man had ever put his filthy dick inside her.

" Oh you fucking slut, yer so tight, thank you for making it so good for
me. You sexy little whore, I love you! How does that feel? Ugh, Ugh, oh
shit--don't you DARE make me cum this quick, or I'll spank that
beautiful ass, John said as he raped her the first time. Next it was
Ron's turn. He liked to make her kiss him, to humiliate her, to have her
beg like a wild thing in heat for his cock.

"I'm gonna say this one time you Lesbian whore. You think you don't need
men, don't want men, right? Well you are my property now cunt, I own
you. You will treat my cock with respect. Go ahead kiss it, lick it,
worship ME! My god, do you know how much I will hurt you if you don't do
everything I want? Heh, heh-ha," Ron chucled merrily.

" Please, you don't understand I am aPoliceWoman, I am a Lesbian
PoliceWoman--and ...you are under arrest. Both of you take your dicks
out of me and assume the position!"

Apparently the position for the next two days would be two dicks in her
at the same time. Ron and John were good friends, and experienced
rapists. John loved asses, and Ron loved cunts. They both enjoyed Double
Penetration. It was like they were competing to see who could make her
scream the loudest, cry the longest. Over and over, they split her ass
and pussy. Fingers, dicks and tongues explored her every hole. Both men
started cackling at Susan's orders and raped her even harder. On the
afternoon of the second day, Susan came to a realization. Help would
never come, she was utterly alone. If she wanted to be saved she would
have to save herself.

Desperation led to a frenzied courage. Ron was fucking her throat hard,
laughing as he made her gag and choke. John decided to eat her pussy, to
see if he could humiliate her by forcing an orgasm out of her unwilling
snatch. Susan seized the opportunity. She bit down hard on Ron's Dick,
gnawing and chewing it. Meanwhile she locked her legs tight around
John's face. Ron was shrieking in agony, there was no fight in him. She
pushed him off and rolled over on John, pounding him as hard as she
could in the back of the head. As they struggled he knocked her into the
table and one of the many beer bottles that they had been drinking
between rapes rolled into her hand.

Susan reared back and caught John flush in the face and he went down.
She then got to her feet and began kicking Ron as hard as she could, in
the balls, stomach and neck. She kicked him until he stopped moving, and
then she kicked him some more just to be sure.

Deputy Dyke had won.

She called 911 and said in her most professional voice, "This is officer
Susan Miller requesting backup. I've got him, I did it! You better send
a couple of Buses, cuz I kicked their ass!"

That was almost two years ago. The dept had honored her promotion and
raise--what choice did they have? She was a minor celebrity. Diane
Sawyer and 60 minutes each did a feature on the Hero, Lesbian cop who
was brutally sodomized--and singlehandedly brought two serial rapists to
justice. The public ate it up. America loves stories in which pretty
young women get raped. Take Jessica Lynch and Elizabeth Smart. Susan's
rape was much more graphic. Throw in the fact that she was a Lesbian
virgin, and she was all over the news. Her 911 tape was played on local
and national broadcasts. She had a lucrative 3 millon dollar book deal
and a TV movie coming out in 2005.

Susan still wanted to be a cop, at least until the money came in. She
had waited, wanted it for so long. She figured she'd give it everything
she had for 3 years. If she made Capt she'd stay on the force. If not,
oh well, she'd be a multi millionaire anyway.

Captain Jablonski had planned to betray Susan--he never would have
honored the deal on his own. After the way she raped Beth he did not
care if the sick slut crawled in a hole and died. If word ever got out
about his orders to let Susan be raped--killed if necessary, so he could
get irrefutable evidence on tape...Let's just say his career would be
over, he would be publicly disgraced, and likely headed to jail himself.
No, all that he could hope for was to put Susan in increasingly
dangerous situations, with inadequate backup, and hope for the best
(Worst?)

Her fellow cops hated her more than ever. Beth was very popular and when
word spread what Susan had done nobody wanted to partner with her. Add
in the fact that she had gotten a huge promotion, was in charge of cops
with more experience and better records--and that she would be very rich
soon...

People were jealous.

Ronald Sloptvik had suffered serious cranial injuries and liver damage.
Susan had beat him so hard for so long he would likely never recover.
His spleen had to be removed, he was a twitchy, shakey mess now.

John Pressman was different. Even before he was convicted he began
fanatically working out. John was obsessed with the idea of being raped
himself. He would do anything to avoid it.

His trial had not gone as well as the DA would have liked. It was mostly
circumstantial. After all the police had recorded the wrong apt. None of
the cops on site had seen Susan's rape.

It was her word against his. Worse the tape from the bar showed Susan
brutally raping Beth, and apparently going willingly with John. The look
of disgust, almost hatred on their faces was something to see. It was
decided that a jury verdict was too risky. The idea that The Lesbian
Rapist might get off scott free--again was unacceptable. So they made a
plea bargain. He plead guilty to Aggravated sexual assault in the third
degree.

The DA's office made a sentencing recommendation of 5 years. John also
agreed to get sexual counseling, anger management, and conflict
resolution therapy.

Then the unthinkable happened. Less than 2 years into his sentence the
Govenor backed a bill to allow Chemical Castration of Serial Sex
offenders. It was voluntary, but if the psychiatrists agreed, it could
mean an early release. This would save the state millions of dollars in
prison costs anually --while still protecting the public. That money was
used to provide healthcare for all minors who could not afford it.

John Pressman volunteered to be injected with Depo Provera on a weekly
basis, to lower his testosterone. After six months of shots and several
breakthroughs in therapy, the doctors believed it was safe to let him
go.

This was not the first time John had been to jail. The woman who started
it all was named Susan too. She was the first Lesbian woman he had
fucked. She lied to him, pretended to like him, so he would do her work
for her. When he found out, something snapped inside him. He raped the
virgin whore good. She called the police on him and he was arrested.
That was 7 years ago. John had gone back every year since he got out and
raped her again. Just when she thought she was recovering he'd find her,
rape her, and break her. He did her mother, sister, and best friend too.

She was lke a hobby to him Every year he'd find a fresh way to hurt her.
Last time she just gave up when she saw him. She did not struggle, or
scream. He just told her to get in his car, and drove her out to his
cabin in the woods. He kept her for 3 days.

Over and over Ron and John raped her Lesbian ass. John videotaped hours
of her being fucked, sucked, fisted, cummed on and pissed in.

That last night he made her a deal.

"If you don't make me look for you next year I promise I'll only keep
you for 1 day. I will not hurt you, and I won't rape your mother and
sister. Do you agree?"

"...Ok, I'll be good."

John got hard just thinking about little Susie. It had been almost 3
years since he fucked his woman. She likely thought he was dead, that it
was over. She probably had rebuilt her life, and was moving on. The next
time he raped her would devestate her. He couldn't wait. The Depo
Provera had affected him, at first it made it almost impossible to get
hard. But John was developing a resistance to it's affect. It did
nothing to stop his mind, his desire to rape. It also gave him the
perfect alibi. How could HE rape anybody? He had been castrated. He was
gonna need a good alibi, because he had a new hobby. Officer Susan
Miller was about to become his sex slave. He would not just break her.
He planned to take her Lesbianism away, to make her desire men. To
desire him. He would break her and never let her go.

"You won the first round you Lesbian bitch. Round two is MINE."

 John knew he could not do it alone. The only man he trusted to help him
Rape Susan was his buddy Ron.The fucking cunt cop had hurt him bad, and
he was still in prison anyway.

He gave it some thought and realized there might be one other person he
could trust. Someone who hated Susan as much as he did. Heh, maybe more.

Detective Beth Thomas was a good cop. Tough,loyal, smart. Susan Miller
had ruined her life. It wasn't just the fact that she viciously raped
her. No, the fucking lesbo slut had to go on tv and BRAG about it. All
her cop friends knew that she had been raped by another woman. Oh they
smiled, sympathized even, but there was a look in the guys eyes that
made her feel cheap. Like maybe they fantasized about her naked and
screaming and begging like a helpless bitch. Shit who was she kidding,
they did not have to IMAGINE, they SAW and heard her do it on video.
Somehow copies of her rape tape had disappeared from the evidence room
and was being sold to other policemen. It did not stop there.
Prosecutors, Public Defenders, Judges could obtain a copy for $50. A
copy of Susan ramming her fingers in Beth's tight little ass and fresh
young pussy. Beth purchased a copy herself, so she would know what
everyone was looking at. Her peers could see her crying, blubbering for
help while Susan humped her disgusting Lesbian Twat on her face.

Beth thought she would die when she busted a drug dealer, and was
interrogating him.

"I loved your movie chica, you don't need to fuck no punta, or suck on
her fat tetas. I'll give you my dick to suck on instead, I'll fuck you
better than that bitch ever did."

Most cops were nice, at least to her face. But Beth could not help
wondering,

"Has he seen me, has he seen my pussy?"

It was too much, she couldn't take it. Her husband couldn't either. Some
asshole sent him a copy, and he never looked at her the same way again.
six months later he moved out. She would never forgive Susan Miller for
ruining her life.

"I wish that Bitch could pay for what she did. Instead she's gets a two
grade promotion and is gonna be a millionaire! It's just not right," she
thought to herself as hot bitter tears burned her eyes and trickled down
her cheeks.

She never saw John come up behind her in the parking lot. But she felt
the knife sticking in her back.

"Hi slut, we meet again. You are one of those two lesbo cops who set me
up. I think it's time for you to pay up. Now drive."

 John took her to a seedy motel room, led her inside, and locked the
door.

"Mmm let me get a look at you sweetheart. Aww aren't you just precious.
I gotta have you. Strip Bitch! I want your Dyke pussy." Beth was in a
panic. The Lesbian Rapist thought she was a Lesbian! "Mr Pressman
Please, God, Please. I'm not a Lesbian, I swear!!"

"Stupid cunt, who do you think your fooling? I was there! I saw you suck
her pussy, I smelled your whore cream when you came all over her face.
It's been two years since I fucked a nasty lesbo slut like yourself.
I'll want a favor from you when we're done. But first things first. I
want your lips wrapped around my dick. I plan to enjoy you slut. Fuck
now, talk later," John said as he smacked Beth hard to the ground.

He grabbed her shirt and ripped it off, shaking her from side to side.
She was dazed from the slap and the situation. She did not put up much
of a fight. Finally she was naked. John made her crawl to his cock and
said,

"Make it good for me, drink me dry Lesbo."

This was The Lesbian Rapist. Beth had no thoughts of fighting this man,
of pissing him off. She was just going to have to be raped again.
Generally Beth was a submissive woman. She was no SLAVE, but she usually
did whatever her male lover told her to do. She grabbed John's cock and
began licking and slurping it.

"Oh well if I have to be raped again, at least it's not by my female
partner. "

This was still horribly wrong, but it was not a betrayal, unnatural.

John enjoyed fucking Beth's face but...something was wrong. She did not
feel right. The Depo Provera shot he took 3 days ago made it hard to
get, well HARD. But it was more than that. He had always assumed that
Beth was a Lesbian. Sure Susan had raped her, but she was still a
Lesbian slut. But the way she was slurping his cock down was unsettling.
She was good at it, experienced. There was no revulsion, none of the
hesitation that he loved. Could it be?

"(One way to find out.) Ok slut that's enough, I'm ready to fuck you
now. Go ahead put me in whichever hole you want--Ass, or pussy. It's up
to you.
Beth knew she was goig to get cocked either way, so she quickly stuffed
John inside of her pussy, before he changed his mind and chose for her.
It hurt. John was a big dicked man and she had a dry, tiny cunt. She
tried to just pretend it was her husband, that she was fucking the man
she still loved. Beth began to juice up.
John lost his erection.

No way this was a Lesbian, she had agreed to fuck him too easily. No
outrage, no whining. Plus she was riding his cock too well. In the old
days John could fuck (ok Make Love To) regular women. But now he only
fucked Lesbians. It wasn't just what he DID, it's who he WAS.

He realized now that Susan had raped her hetero sexual partner. Maybe
without the Depo he could have done it, could have finished. As it was
his dick slowly shrivelled until it fell out with a wet plop.

Beth was aroused and confused. Why the fuck was he stopping? She was
dripping wet now, and had to cum.

John told her to sit on the bed. He got on the floor between her legs
and decided to get her off. With his left hand he played with her small
proud tits, gently rubbing, cupping and flicking. With his mouth he
kissed, sucked and nibbled her clit and sloppy, soggy, tight little
pussy. He stuck his right thumb inside her cunt and his forefinger deep
in her slutty ass.

It did not take long for Beth to go into sensory overload. She was
moanng and humping wildly on her rapist. She had never felt like this
before. Part of the problem was she had not had sex in over two years,
since her rape. Her husband had been unable/unwilling to touch her.
After all she HAD volunteered for this assignment. To kiss, fondle, suck
a lusty Lesbian Police officer. They were newlyweds and he had begged
her not to do it.

But Uncle Carl asked for her help, and she wanted to help put the
Lesbian Rapist away. Plus they could use the money she would get as a
Det. She never thought Susan would RAPE her. That she would strip her
naked on camera and fuck her. That her dear Uncle Carl would let that
happen to her.

Her husband never forgave her, and he never fucked her again.

John's Mouth, tongue and fingers, combined with her horny state to
produce a massive orgasm.

"That's it, That's it! Fuuuhk Me. Harder, damnit I said HARDER. Oh
godohgod don't you stop, I neeed it. Hehhehhuff, oh shit...GRoan."

John played her Pussy for several more minutes and made her cum hard
again. It was not as good as fucking her, but he felt good that he could
control the little slut detective.

"Well cunt did you like that, did you have a good time fucking me?
Cumming for your rapist? Are you ready to do me that favor now? I
enjoyed you Beth, really I did. But well, you're just not a Lesbian. We
both know who should be getting raped don't we. Promotions, millionaire,
TV celebrity--and what do we get? I get 2 years in jail, and you lose
your husband, get humiliated in front of your friends, and get brutally
raped TWICE. It's not fair, and I want you to help me make it right.

Beth was silent for a long time, as she thought about what he was
saying. She couldn't help it. She felt a sadistic grin come over her
previously innocent face. Susan deserved to pay for all that she had
done. Beth wanted to help.

"What do you want me to do?"

Epilouge

Susan Miller was scared. Actually she was a blithering, blathering
idiot. He was out, they let HIM go.
John Pressman The Lesbian Rapist was free.

Susan knew she was in danger. Oh god this man had raped her for two
days. He had ripped her insides brutally, savaged her in every way
imaginable. She knew this man hated her. He had been out for 5 days, and
Susan was constantly looking over her shoulder.

She had placed a gun in every room of her Apartment including the
bathroom. She purchased a fancy alarm system/service, door braces, and
high quality dead bolt locks. Even if Pressman somehow got in, she'd
shoot the mother fucker dead.
Heer doorbell rang. She checked the peephole and it was Beth. Susan and
the rest of the dept were still reeling from Beth's announcement that
she was leaving the Force and moving across the country.

She said she needed a fresh start, and there was nothing for her here
now. She had lost her husband and Uncle Carl was dead to her now.

"I wonder what she's doing here? Damn this woman is so sexy, I feel like
raping her again, right now."

Susan would never forget how sweet Beth tasted, how she enjoyed making
the tiny slut scream.

"Hey Beth, come in. I'm...surprised you stopped by."

Beth looked Susan in the eye and said,
"I wanted you to know that I have no hard feelings towards you. I know
you were just doing your job. I told you to do ANYTHING, I accept why
you raped me. I just couldn't leave town without clearing the air with
you.

Susan walked over to her and pulled her into a tight embrace hugging her
close, smelling her hair,and lightly grinding her crotch into Beth.

" Maybe we can have a goodbye drink before I go..."

Susan's mind was reeling. Could she get Beth drunk enough to fuck her?!
She wanted to lick that pussy, to sip her sweet juices again. She jumped
up, went into the kitchen and filled two 12 oz glasses with Grain
Alcohol and a splash of fruit juice. She was about to go in her bedroom
and get some of the sleeping pills her doctor gave her after the rape.
She sensed Beth behind her but did not turn around.

Susan never saw the 120,000 volt stun gun press against the back of her
skull. She fell to te floor, dazed and confused. Her legs wouldn't work.

"Whydyou dothat? What'sgoingon?"

Beth let the coldness seep into her eyes and said, fuck you dyke. You
have to pay!"

Then Beth called John and let him in. She was too out of it to scream.
She tried to crawl away, to somehow reach the gun in the kitchen. The
last thing she saw was John's tongue licking her face.

"It's over Susan, we have you now. You. Are. Mine," he said before
taking the stun gun and zapping her again.

Then all went dark.

Susan was surprised to be waking up. She thought they would just kill
her. She opened her eyes and looked around. She seemed to be in some
kind of cabin deep in the woods. She was naked. She could feel the cum
dripping down her legs and out of her ass. Her hands were manacled to
chains that hung from the ceiling. Video cameras were set up.

"Ah Susan, you're awake. I always wanted to be a Director. You are going
to make me a lot of money. Porno mags, movies, the internet...Imagine
how much people would pay for pictures and film of Jessica Lynch or
Elizabeth Smart? Imagine if there was a new rape movie released on the
internet every month? Think how much wealthy men would pay to fuck them
anytime they want. To fuck YOU. Sometimes I'll pimp your juicy ass for
money, but often I'll just want Fresh Lesbian pussymeat--an eye or an
eye, a slut for a slut. I'll never have to risk prison again. It's gonna
come right to my door. One more thing. I promise you'll never taste
pussy again. That part of your life is done."

Beth walked in the room then and gave John a wet kiss.

"John's gonna let me help train you. I can't wait to try my new 14 inch
strap on dildo. He said I could pierce you too. I'm gonna hold you down
and shove a needle through your nipples, right through your puffy,
sluttty, pink nipples. I'll find a new way to hurt you every day. I
swear to god I will." Beth said as she locked Susan's head in place and
kissed her roughly.

Susan knew it was almost hopeless but she had to try.

"Beth I'm very sorry for what I did to you. But I don't deserve this.
You're a Policewoman too. You have to help me. I'm a LESBIAN
Policewoman. You can't let me be a whore to a bunch of men, you just
can't!"

John and Beth paused at that, then they looked at each other and burst
into hysterical laughter. Susan started crying, then thrashing wildly
hoping somehow to free herself of her chains.

"Get your dildo honey. I call her ass, but you can rip her pussy. We'll
have her trained in no time."

Susan's screams ecohed in the small cabin and rang loud and clear
through the cold winter's night.

End.

Author's Note.

So we come to the end of our intrepid Lesbian's adventures. I was really
pulling for her, hoping she could somehow turn the tables again. Alas it
was not to be. I wrote chapter one over 5 years ago! Hey maybe that
means I'll finally finish Sis Betrayed too.
No lesbians were hurt in the telling of this story. Um because that's
it: It's just a fucking story. I have no pictures, or videotape of
Susan. Yes I do have Pete's daughter's 1st movie, but I will only send
it to people I know. You can find it yourself though. It's called "Raped
14 yr old Little Slut Get's What's Coming to Her." I highly recommend it
if you are into that sort of thing. I of course am not.
There, now I can rest easy.

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