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Subject: {ASSM} Second Place Part 15 (nc, humil, blackmail)
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Tears rolled down Terri's face as she sat in the back of the unmarked police
car. She was alone--the officer who had busted her, and his partner, were
outside the car speaking with a gang of teenagers. She watched as the two
cops spoke to the group of kids, even as a fresh stream of obscene graffiti
dried on the wall behind them.
It had begun as an average night for Terri. Carrie had come over to
Danielle's place, and the two of them had sat down to contemplate new ways
to humiliate the blonde slut, all the while passing Terri back and forth to
each other under the table.
The two friends had made small talk. Danielle bragged about the deal she'd
closed today, and how instrumental Terri's tits and ass had been in making
the sale. Then she asked Carrie about Steven, Terri's ex-husband (and the
young redhead's present husband, by virtue of having stolen him from Terri.)
Carrie had gone on and on about how wonderful life was with Steven, taking
care to explicitly describe their sex life, and making sure to thank
Danielle over and over for having "introduced" her to Steven. All the
while, Terri had sobbed miserably, her tears falling on the thighs of
whichever woman she was serving at the moment, as her tormentors recounted
the times they'd come into Terri and Steven's home, and fucked him in his
sleep while she was made to watch.
"Well..Steven's a great guy. It's terrific to see that he finally got
himself a real woman," Danielle had said. This was met by a little snort of
disgust from under the table, which Danielle had immediately pounced on.
"Is there a problem down there, Terri." She spoke very distinctly, leaning
under the table and cruelly twisting the slave's nipple.
"YEOWWWWW! No, ma'am."
"That's good to hear. Carrie just made love to her husband, and she's been
gracious enough to come over here and allow you to lick his cum out of her.
I'd hope you'd be grateful."
"Y-yes, ma'am."
"All the same, I think this needs to be punished."
Finally they had come up with a task for Terri. She'd been made to dress up
in one of her sluttiest outfits, a black leather mini plus a red tube top
which barely contained her fake 36-DDD boobs. Then she'd been painted up
with rouge and bright red lipstick. No eye makeup--the blonde was still
prone to launching into crying jags in the middle of whatever humiliating
treatment she was being subject to. "You need to stop pretending you don't
like being a whore," Danielle had taunted her cruelly on several occasions.
After dressing her, the two women had driven to the east end of town, a very
shabby neighborhood which was well known for drugs, prostitution and other
assorted crime. Here, Terri had been pushed out of the car, and told to
"not come back until you earn $600!" She'd been frightened beyond belief.
Danielle had pimped Terri before--in fact, she had made quite a racket out
of it, and the buxom blonde typically spent four nights a week fucking and
sucking the clientele which her boss sent her to. But up until now, she'd
been used as a call-girl, and not as a streetwalker.
She'd reluctantly solicited three men for blowjobs--the men were all so
scuzzy that Terri hadn't had the stomach to offer anything else. Then,
finally, a decent looking guy had come along. Terri had named her price of
$300.
"What do I get for $300?" the guy had asked.
Terri had named off every sex act she could think of, and before she knew it
the man, a plainclothes police officer, had had her in handcuffs. She had
been arrested for solicitation.
Looking up, she saw that the boys were all being shooed away by the two
policemen, with the exception of one, who was being escorted over to the
police car. As Terri watched, the kid emptied his pockets onto the hood of
the car, then was patted down in a search which produced a switchblade knife
and a small, clear pouch filled with some form of drug. Terri listened as
the policeman explained to the young man what his rights were, just as he
had done for Terri herself a short eternity ago, ignoring Terri's desperate,
slutty offers to "settle this some other way".
The door opened. "Go on, you know the way, Juan," one of the officers
directed the young man into the back of the squad car. Terri
surreptitiously scooted her ass to the far side of the car.
"Yo, puerco, at least you got me some companionship this time. It's almost
worth it--"
"Shut up and get in, Juan," the officer ordered, grabbing the top of Juan's
head and shoving him into the car. He landed right in Terri's lap, and
stayed there until she scooted away. Then, Juan stared at the blonde's
impressive cleavage while making obscene gestures with his tongue.
"Yo, man, I take back everything I said about you puercos! I need to get
arrested by you guys more often!!!" the young man patted Terri's thigh.
"HEY!" Terri yelled. "He's....touching me! Get him away from me!"
"A whore that doesn't want to be touched," the police officer remarked.
"That's a new one."
"Actually," said the second officer, "they make a cute couple, dontcha
think?"
"Yeah," his partner scowled, "and they'll probably both be out of jail and
back on the streets in time for her to give him a 1 a.m. special."
"I am NOT A WHORE!!!!" Terri protested again.
Along the way to the station, the cops stopped for donuts, leaving a
terrified Terri in the police cruiser with Juan, who immediately began
fondling her tits.
"STOP IT!!!" Terri pushed his hands away, but he was very persistent.
"Hey, I'm just trying to be friendly, no?" Despite Terri's best efforts to
resist, Juan managed to pop one of her huge breasts out of her tupe top,
taking Terri's hand at the same time and guiding it down to his stiffening
cock. She pulled away, turning her body toward the door of the cruiser and
away from Juan.
"Hey, what the fuck? You gonna get me all excited then turn away? FUCK
NO!" Juan grabbed Terri by the shoulders and tried to turn her back around.
"I'm....I didn't do anything to get you excited! I just want you to LEAVE
ME ALONE!!"
The gang member groped at Terri's bosom again; this time she turned around
and slapped him full across the face. Juan looked stunned for a second,
then with surprising speed punched the blonde in the stomach.
"You're gonna be sorry you hit me, bitch!" Juan stated defiantly, still a
bit humilated at having been slapped, as Terri gagged and gasped for breath.
He pulled his pants down, freeing his stiff rod from its confinement.
"See how excited you got me? Come here..." Juan grabbed a handful of
Terri's blonde hair and dragged her down toward his hard cock. She turned
her head away, and he pulled her head around by her hair and slapped her.
Terri knew that she could probably hold her own in a fight with this guy.
But she knew that if the cops came back out to the car and found the two of
them fighting, there'd be more reports, more charges....more trouble. Not
only that...but Danielle would undoubtedly find out about the fight, and the
circumstances leading up to it. Danielle, with her mandate that Terri was
absolutely, under no circumstances, permitted to refuse sexual favors to
anyone, ever...
As Terri parted her lips and let this stranger slip his prick into her
mouth, she bitterly acknowledged that Danielle had succeeded in tormenting
and raping her in yet another way. Beaten, she closed her eyes and let Juan
fuck her mouth. She tried to lift her head up several times to see if the
cops were coming back, or to speak--they'd be back any minute! but Juan
wouldn't allow it.
"Keep going till you get me off, bitch!" Juan insisted. Terri knew that she
would be in even deeper trouble if the cops came back and found her giving
head to her fellow prisoner. So she stopped resisting and let him furiously
fuck her mouth, adding as much tongue action as possible and moaning loudly
through her mouthful of man-meat. By the time his seed spewed into her
mouth and down her throat, she was, ashamedly, rather wet. But, having
gotten his rocks off, Juan was already pulling up his pants disinterestedly
and moving away from Terri.
The two policemen returned at that point, and Terri embarrassedly fumbled to
get her tube top back on as they climbed in, but they were too devoted to
their first love--donuts--to pay any attention to the massive display of
tit-flesh in the back seat.
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"In here," the female officer ordered, opening the door of the holding cell.
About a dozen other women were in the cell, mostly prostitutes.
Reluctantly, Terri entered. Choosing a bench along the wall, she sat down.
"Hey, that's my seat," a voice growled. It belonged to a tall brunette
amazon, who appeared to be half black, half hispanic. She also appeared to
be "in charge" of the cell, as everyone pointedly looked the other way.
"Sorry," Terri mumbled. Getting up, she moved to the far corner of the cell
and sat down on another bench.
"That's my seat too," the amazon warned. Terri stood against the wall
instead. "That's my wall," she was inevitably told. "And it doesn't need
your silicone ass to hold it up."
"Well, then where am I supposed--"
Terri was cut off abruptly, as the amazon crossed the distance with
surprising speed, delivering a resounding SMACK across the blonde's face.
Then she picked Terri up by the neck with one hand and slammed her into the
wall.
"YOU are not 'supposed' to do ANYTHING unless I TELL you to! This is MY
home! Do people come into YOUR home and do as they please?"
Terri thought about her current living arrangement with Danielle, and
couldn't help herself. She laughed, a bitter ironic laugh.
"MY HOUSE...MY RULES!!!!" Amazon bellowed, releasing Terri, who fell to the
floor and collapsed. "HEY!!!!! You're STILL in my SEAT!!!! April, get her
up." The girl to whom she spoke now, April, was a skinny, plain-faced
brunette who'd been standing on the other end of the cell the whole time,
and was a 17-year old runaway turned streetwalker. Like Amazon, she was
clad in blue County Jail coveralls, and had obviously been here for awhile.
Judging by the way she now hurried to obey, crouching down and huddling next
to Terri, she had obviously been shown who was in charge in this jail cell,
just as the cell's newest occupant was now being shown.
"Get up. Hey. Come on. Up." In a whisper, she added, "You have to." So
with April's help, Terri shakily got up, clinging to the younger girl for
support.
"GET your hands off her," Amazon demanded now. "First you help yourself to
my seat, now you think you can help yourself to my BITCH?" Clumsily,
feeling very dizzy all of a sudden, Terri let go of April. She stood
momentarily, then felt the floor begin to spin and grabbed the other girl
again on her way down, succeeding in dumping the two of them onto the hard
stone floor.
"What the FUCK are you doing to my BITCH??"
"S-s-sorry...." Terri stammered.
"SORRY my ASS!!! You had better apologize NOW!"
Terri mumbled an apology to April.
"What kind of weak ass apology is THAT?" Amazon thundered incredulously. To
April, "Are you going to accept that weak ass apology?" April, already
dutifully unbuttoning her prison coveralls, shook her head NO. Terri was
still on her hands and knees when the teen runaway shed her outfit. As
April lay on her back and spread her legs for Terri, she gasped as her back
made contact with the very cold floor.
Terri knelt before April and slowly lowered her head into the younger girl's
crotch, pulling her panties to the side and gingerly licking her clit.
April rolled her head from side to side and moaned as the blonde bimbo's
tongue quickly found its mark. Up and down April's slit Terri licked,
sending electric shivers through the little convict's petite body. At the
corner of her senses, Terri also felt her own skirt being lifted, followed
by the amazon's probing fingers in her ass. Determined to block her
tormenter out, she continued eating April out, as she'd done for dozens of
other women throughout the tenure of her ownership by Danielle.
April concentrated on the sensations being caused by Terri's tongue. She
knew what was in store for the newcomer, and desperately wanted the blonde's
tongue to get her off before it began. By alternately shifting her ass
around and pulling Terri by the hair to guide her, April was able to direct
her cuntlicker to all the right spots and was rewarded by a delicious
orgasm.
Then Amazon shifted her position slightly behind Terri. Knowing what was
next, April grabbed Terri's blonde head and forced the girl's head into her
crotch, smothering Terri's screams as the amazon sank her entire fist into
the slut's ass...
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