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Subject: {ASSM} THE COP'S WIFE, PART EIGHT (MF, FF, SLUTWIFE, BOND, PIERCING)
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Date: Tue, 25 May 2004 04:11:15 -0400
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 This is part Eight of the Cop's Wife Saga.  Parts One Through Six are 
available by searching the ASS Text Repository (www.asstr-mirror.org) Look in Ted 
E Bears Collection on asstr-mirror.org at 

http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/tedebear/Other_Authors

And look for Rusty Shackleford. 


Or search Google newsgroups (www.google.com) Rustyshac@aol.com for this and 
other stories. 

I post this information so you won't have to send me dozens of e-mail 
requests for reposts of the earlier parts. Those are quite flattering but 
time-consuming. 

I'll repost Part Seven in a minute or so. 

OUR STORY SO FAR: Police officer Tom Barkley had arrested Marcus Dupree on 
the charge of dealing Cocaine, and had testified against him at the trial. 
After Marcus was sent to jail, Tom sold the dealer's coke, and the word of 
this got back to Marcus. Now that he was out of jail, having served his 
time, he was going to extract his revenge on Tom (and get his money back) 
by making the cop's wife  his whore and fuck toy. 


 THE COP'S WIFE,  PART EIGHT

  "Wake up, bitch," Marcus Dupree's rough voice raised Amy from slumber. 
She opened her eyes to see him standing beside the bed, the usual evil 
smile on his black face. She closed her eyes again. Dear God, she thought, 
will this nightmare never end? A sharp slap across her face caused her to 
open her eyes again in shock. The slap had been delivered by Tanya, the 
sadistic blonde who Marcus called his "ho' trainer." "Daddy Marcus said 
wake up, you lazy cunt!" she snarled. 

    Painfully, Amy sat up. She was nude, as always; she was only allowed 
clothes now if Dupree decided. Her entire body was sore and aching from the 
rough gang-bang she had experienced the night before. Her pussy and ass 
felt rubbed raw by the dozen or more big cocks that had been thrust 
repeatedly into her helpless body. Even her mouth was sore from being 
forced to suck off the dozen thugs that Marcus had recruited to use and 
abuse her in front of her husband. 

    Her husband. God, how she hated him now. It had been his stealing from 
Marcus Dupree that had set the wheels of revenge  in motion, a revenge that 
Dupree was taking out on Amy's body by repeatedly raping her, then turning 
her out as his whore. And the worst part of it was that she had come, not 
just to love it, but to need it. She shuddered as she remembered the 
multiple orgasms she had experienced the night before, climax after climax 
forced from her traitorous body as she sweated and groaned and begged for 
more. 

   All her life, Amy had thought of herself as a good girl. She had been a 
virgin when she married Tom. She had always done what her strait-laced 
mother called "her wifely duty" in his bed. She had accepted the fact of 
his small penis, because she had never had anything to compare it to. But 
she had never allowed much beyond straight missionary position sex, in the 
dark. 

  Now, in the space of a few short days, all that had changed. She had been 
fucked by multiple partners, most of them black or Latino. She had sucked 
cock. She had eaten pussy and taken Tanya's big black dildo in her ass and 
cunt. She had even been fucked by a Great Dane as Dupree caught her 
degradation on videotape. And she had come, over and over, like she never 
had in all her years of marriage to Tom. Even now, as the memories of the 
past few days whirled through her mind like a kaleidoscope, she could feel 
herself becoming aroused. She felt the now-familiar dampness between her 
legs, the stiffening of her nipples, and the flush of excitement on her 
skin. 

   "Look at this little slut," Dupree said. "She just woke up and she 
already pantin' for  it." 

    "Good," Tanya said. She reached over and grabbed Amy's wrists. She 
pulled then above her head and fastened them into the padded leather cuffs 
that had been affixed there. Amy moaned in fear and tugged uselessly at the 
cuffs. Tanya stepped back and looked at her watch. "Almost time,' she said. 
 
     "T...time for what? " Amy whispered.  

       `Showtime, Amy-slut," Tanya said. She stepped aside to reveal the 
camera mounted on a tripod by the bed. "You're on live in three minutes." 

        "What do you mean?" Amy said. `What are you going to do?" 

         Dupree ginned and put his arm around Tanya. "Tanya know all about 
this Innernet stuff," he said with pride. "She set us up a site where 
fellas'll pay good money to watch you get fucked. Some of 'em even send 
suggestions for special shows." 

      "Oh, God.." Amy said. "Please...don't...I'll whore for you, you know 
I will, but isn't that enough? Does everyone have to know?" 

      "Not everyone, " Tanya said. She picked up a red ball gag. "Just 
everyone with a credit card and a stiff dick. Your husband was one of our 
first members." 

      Tears spilled down Amy's face. Her husband had been present at her 
first rape by Dupree and his sadistic friends. He had watched every minute, 
and he had loved it almost as much as she did. Now he was a willing partner 
in her whoredom. "Open wide, Amy-slut," Tanya said. Amy didn't dare 
disobey. Tana could be even more brutal and sadistic than Dupree and she 
knew every way there was to bring agony to the female body.  She opened her 
mouth and Tanya fastened the ball gag securely in place. 

   "You're on, bitch," Dupree said. Amy turned her head to see the red 
light on the camera by the bed had come on. Tanya sat down on the bed, in 
view of the camera, and addressed the unseen audience. "Hi guys," she said 
in a low seductive voice. "Welcome to our first live show with Amy-slut.  
We really appreciate all the e-mails you've been sending us after seeing 
Amy's videos on the site. Today we've decided to use one of your kinkier 
ideas. Watch and enjoy." She turned to Amy with a smile and began running 
her hands sensuously over her bound helpless form. Amy whimpered in fear 
and growing arousal. She knew that Tanya delighted in inflicting pain, so 
she knew what the  pleasure she was experiencing would  soon turn into. But 
she couldn't help the feelings that the blonde's experienced hands were 
bringing to her. She began to squirm as Tanya caressed her big breasts, the 
blonde's  thumbs gently stroking the large nipples. A small moan escaped 
her, muffled by the ball gag. Tanya laughed and bent her head down to lick 
delicately at one nipple, then sucked it gently into her mouth. The nipple 
popped erect, standing up like a small nail under the tender flesh. Tanya 
began nibbling at it, causing it to stiffen even more. The other nipple 
hardened in sympathy, and Tanya moved to that one. She began alternating 
back and forth, teasing Amy's nipples with her lips,  tongue and teeth 
until Amy was writhing and moaning with desire. Tanya looked up and into 
the camera. "Amy's such a horny little cunt," she whispered. She slid a 
hand down Amy's belly and over her pubic mound. Amy groaned aloud as Tanya 
slid a finger into her already dripping pussy. "I think she's ready now," 
Tanya said. She raised her voice. "Jock! Come on in!" Amy saw a tall man 
with long stringy blonde hair enter the room. Dark tattoos snaked up both 
of his arms. Amy thought that Dupree had brought another of his biker 
friends in to fuck her on camera. She didn't care who it was. Tanya had 
aroused her to the point where she craved cock, any cock, to put out the  
fire deep in her belly. Then she saw that Jock was carrying a small leather 
case. He sat down on the bed on the other side of Amy and opened the case 
on the bedspread. Amy looked at the contents and squealed in fear around 
the gag. The case was filled with long wicked looking silver needles. There 
was also a small alcohol burner, and a pair of silver rings. No, she 
thought, oh god no, please...

   "A lot of guys thought you'd look extra slutty with your nipples 
pierced, Amy-slut," Tanya purred. "What do you think?" . Amy frantically 
shook her head no, but Tanya just laughed. "Good thing you don't have 
anything to say about it, then." Jock had set the alcohol burner up on the 
bedside table and lit it. He looked at Amy with a sadistic gleam in his 
eyes as he picked up one of the needles. He held it in the flame, turning 
it slowly. Amy stared at the needle, whimpering in fear, as it slowly 
turned bright red, then white hot in the flame. Oh god, she thought, he's 
not even going to use any anesthetic... She looked up at him pleading with 
her eyes for him to have mercy. His only response was to grasp her right 
breast, squeezing the nipple until it stood out even further. Then, with 
one quick motion,  he shoved the white hot needle all the way through the 
nipple. 

   The pain was more intense that anything Amy had ever felt. She was 
pulling so hard on the cuffs that she felt like she was going to dislocate 
her wrists and  shrieking in agony around the gag, her back arched in pain 
leaving only her feet and head on the bed before she collapsed back, 
sobbing and soaked in her own sweat. She was nearly fainting from the 
agony. As if from very far away, she saw Jock slowly withdraw the needle, 
sending fresh bolts of pain though her sensitive breasts. Quickly, Jock  
picked up one of the silver rings and fixed it in her nipple.  He took a 
cotton swab dipped in alcohol as brushed it lightly over her tortured 
nipple, wrenching another scream from her throat as the liquid burned her. 

   "One down, one to go, bitch," Dupree chuckled. Amy shook her head 
frantically, no no please no.... "I think she want to say somethin'"  
Dupree said. "Take the gag off her." Tanya reached down and unbuckled  the 
ball gag. As soon as she pulled it out, Amy was babbling frantically. 

   "No, please, no more, please, I'll do anything, anything you want..." 
She looked at Jock and licked her lips sexily. "I'll suck you...I'll make 
it good for you, you can come right down my throat...or my pussy, you can 
have my hot pussy...my ass, take my ass, anything I'll do anything, just no 
more please...." The only response was a burst of laughter from the three 
of them. "You fucking whore," Tanya said, "how do you think you're paying 
for these piercings?" 

        "No," was all Amy could say, "no..please..." Jock picked up another 
needle and roughly grabbed her other breast. He toyed with her for a 
moment, barely pricking her skin with the hot needle, then pulling away as 
she begged for mercy. Then he shoved the needle through her nipple. 

    This time, the pain was so intense Amy did faint. Thank you, god, was 
her last coherent thought as darkness claimed her. 

   When she awoke, the first thing she was aware of was the exquisite 
sensation of a large cock filling her pussy. Her hips  were moving and she 
heard her own voice coming in animal grunts of lust. She opened her eyes. 
Jock was fucking her. He had stripped naked, and Amy saw the rings in his 
own nipples as well as the tattoos that covered his chest and shoulders. He 
was fucking her, hard and fast, his cock slamming her pussy like a 
battering ram. Even though she had been unconscious, her traitorous body 
had responded for her. She felt the pleasure washing over her, the 
masochistic pleasure she had come to crave. The pain in her nipples was 
still there, but it only seemed to intensify the lustful burning in her 
pussy. Amy's wrists were still bound, but she wrapped her legs around 
Jock's slim hips and began fucking him back more vigorously, her bare feet 
pounding his naked back to urge him on. .

     "You like that huh, cunt?" he grated down at her. 

    "Oh God, yesss," she groaned. "I love it...fuck me...fuck me 
harder....make me pay..." There was still some part of her that writhed 
with shame at the sluttish way she acted when she was being taken hard, but 
she couldn't help herself. She had been broken to the cock, and the more 
rough fucking she got the more she wanted, and she wanted it rougher and 
nastier. She gyrated her hips up in circles against him, gasping as the 
movement rubbed his cock against different places inside her. She raised 
her head and licked delicately at Jock's nipples, taking the ring between 
her teeth and pulling gently. A spasm of joy ran through her as she heard 
his groan of pleasure.  Just as she wanted, he began pounding her even 
harder, and she threw her head back onto the pillow and screamed out her 
orgasm as her body began convulsing. She had never dreamed climaxes like 
this were possible when she had only been with Tom. She wallowed in hot 
spasms of lust, groaning and screaming as he seemed to tear the climax from 
deep in her belly. Jock gave her no quarter, but continued to pound her 
relentlessly. Amy felt the pressure of another body on the mattress and 
turned her head. Tanya was there, that ever-present evil smile on her face. 
She reached over and began flicking the ring in Amy's left nipple, back and 
forth. The motion sent jolts of pain through her still-tender nipple, pain 
that weirdly turned to pleasure, deep in her belly. Amy felt herself rising 
to another orgasm when Tanya hooked a finger inside the ring. `How about 
it, Amy-slut?" she said in a loud stage whisper. "You want it. You know you 
do. Admit it." She gave the ring a slight tug, and Amy let out another 
masochistic groan. "Oh, God," she said. "Please...it hurts..." 
   
   "But you like it when it hurts, Amy-slut," Tanya insisted. " I taught 
you that. All you have to do now is...ask for it." 

    Amy closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. If Tanya pulled the nipple 
ring, it would be agony. She knew it. But she wanted it. God, she thought, 
what kind of a sick slut am I, who wants to be hurt...  She opened her eyes 
and looked at the blonde whore. "Do it..." she hissed. "Hurt me...hurt 
me...HURT ME YOU BITCHAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
The scream erupted from her throat as Tanya pulled up sharply on the ring 
through Amy's nipple.  The pain was enormous, all consuming,  and Amy 
exploded in orgasm. She felt as if her tits were being torn off. Tanya 
pulled again, almost but not quite hard enough to tear the sensitive flesh.  
Amy screamed louder and came again, even harder this time. Her pussy 
tightened spasmodically around Jock's huge hardness inside her. The 
tattooed sadist groaned as he too began climaxing. He pulled out of Amy's 
cunt and levered himself up over her tortured body, positioning himself 
over her aching breasts. She could feel Tanya's hand slide between her wide 
spread legs. The blonde immediately located Amy's clit and began 
stimulating it with experienced fingers. Jock grunted  and stroked his cock 
as he spurted jet after jet over Amy's tits and neck and face.  Amy stuck 
out her tongue, trying to reach his cock. He rubbed it over her tongue and 
she came again, gushing all over Tanya's fingers  as she tasted his hot 
jism. Finally, Jock gave one last shuddering groan and slid off of Amy's 
body. He was done. Amy lay there, panting with the exertion of her orgasms. 
She turned her face to the camera. She imagined all of those men out there, 
her husband among them, jerking off to her image. Incredibly, the thought 
caused her to experience another wave of arousal. She licked her lips 
sexily, searching for the last few drops of cum that she could reach. "I 
hope you liked it," she said, her voice hoarse. "I did. I fucking loved it. 
Thanks for the suggestion." 

"Til next time, boys,' Tanya said. 

"Cut," Dupree said. The red light on the camera went off. 

to be continued ....

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