Getting it in the End
-- by lightswitch  November 2007

[M/F, (F/F, lesbian), T/M (apparent-Transgender/Male),
reluctant/forced, interracial, black female, Hispanic female,
white male, humiliation, domination, rape (female forcibly takes
male), ws, fetish (foot), pregnancy]

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Synopsis: Sultry Latin beauty Maria, has been using her wiles to
ensnare her self-centered, commitment-phobic, self-professed
dominant white boyfriend into marriage  without much success:
He wont marry her, he wont let her get pregnant, he wont let
her get on top  he wont even go down on her, orally!

Maria wants to get it her way. Brad wants to get it his way.

But a seemingly routine traffic stop complicates things, and when
the officer pulls out a nightstick, *someone* is going to get it,
in the end.
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Maria sighed, trying to focus on the road ahead as she
multi-tasked: Keeping the bright-red Miata on the highway as she
stroked her boyfriends stiff, six-inch cock.

He sat in the passenger seat, oblivious and moaning in pleasure.

Maybe now was the time  while he was in such pleasure. If she
could catch him in the build-up to orgasm 

I think we should have a baby, the pretty Mexican suggested,
keeping a steady, pumping rhythm with her fist. Shed had this
conversation before and Brad always changed the topic or shot her
down.  She grimaced, hating the role of supplicant. But she had
no choice: Knowing his personality, she knew there was a good
chance he might bolt if she directly pressed for marriage. But if
she could talk him into having a baby 

The sultry Latina smiled. Once down that slippery slope, marriage
would be inevitable  shed have him!

Her smile faded. The problem was: While he may not run away from
talk of having a baby, outright, he always avoided it.  No matter
how many times she tried to broach the subject, he always
rejected or deflected the idea.

Still, she couldnt just let it go. What choice did she have? She
was already 25  and still single! She came from a poor Mexican
immigrant family and had nothing going for her in life other than
her looks. If she was to break out of the lower socio-economic
class, it would have to be by using her beauty to marry up.

And time was not an ally in this effort!  Every year not married
meant another year of lost youth  of her sole asset being
squandered!

She had really lucked out when shed met Brad! She glanced at her
new boyfriend from the corner of her eye, trying to keep her mind
on the road, as well.  Brad was a good-looking white guy who had
a good job -- that he had obtained through family connections, of
course. True, he was a little older than shed usually go for,
but  still, any woman would consider him a find!  In fact, shed
found a host of upper-middle class white girls already queued up
for him, when shed first discovered him. Flirtatious, conniving
bitches  all jockeying for position to land this tasty meal
ticket!

But here he was.

With her.

Legs stretched out (in the Miata *he* had bought her!), his cock
held prisoner in her pumping, brown fist, as they barreled down
the highway at almost 90 miles per hour.

Luckily, it seems he had a bit of a fetish for submissive women
of color. A role that Maria played like an Oscar winner.

Well  it was mostly luck, she supposed. Maria knew she was no
submissive. If anything, she thrived on being in charge and in
control.  Playing the submissive grated on the very core of her
psyche.

This relationship with Brad had another down-side: He was an
arrogant, self-centered prick who had to have everything his way.
For example, while he loved having her suck him off, anytime and
anywhere, he absolutely refused to go down on *her*, cruelly
joking Why would I put my *mouth* on something that makes my
*dick* throw up?!?

She burned with repressed outrage, at the memories. Basically, he
only cared about his own gratification  which meant that she
rarely saw an orgasm, these days.

Still, it would be worth it if she could maneuver him into
marriage. Shed be on easy street, thereafter. Maybe then shed
be able to throw off her faade and re-establish the dominant
role she was born for.

We talked about that before! Brad complained, bringing her back
to the present as he pressed her distracted fist harder around
his engorged member. You know I dont want to get tied down
right now!

Tied down  Maria stifled an angry retort. Is that how he viewed
formalizing a relationship? As getting tied down?!?  She began
pumping her fist harder, in anger and frustration.  Sure, he
could do that, if he wanted. He *had* money. He *had* a
livelihood. She squeezed hard.

Oh yeah, her boyfriend groaned. Do it, Maria! Finish me off!
Im so close  !

Id like to finish you off, all right! she muttered angrily,
under her breath. Maria had won Brad, beating all of the
conniving blonde debutantes, because she had realized he had a
strong dominant image of himself  and a bit of a repressed
submissive streak. He claimed to be a Dominant, but Maria knew
his will was no match for hers. Men were so strong in the
physical and economic worlds  that is, until a dominant woman
got them by the cock!

Sometimes  they all secretly craved a strong woman to treat them
roughly.

Youre mine! Maria hissed, squeezing even tighter as she
increased the tempo. Say it!

She grinned  while Brad usually insisted on playing the
dominant; shed discovered that she could often make him respond
through some well-timed, nasty dominance on her part.

Besides, she was mad. It felt good to unleash a bit on this
asshole.  Still, she had to be discrete and not overplay her
hand. Cant threaten his macho self-image, she sneered, to
herself.

The pretty Latina pressed her foot down harder on the
accelerator. Shed discovered that speed always seemed to
increase the effects of a good handjob. Still, it was after
midnight and this stretch of highway didnt have many
streetlights  shed have to be careful.

Yes, Brad gasped, grasping the headrest with both hands as his
pelvis began bucking uncontrollably. Yes! Im yours! All yours,
Maria! But youre still not getting a baby!

She frowned. His cock was rock-hard in her hand, slick from the
dribbles of precum that oozed down to lubricate the head and
shaft.  He was close now.  A few more forceful strokes and hed
be shooting his load in the air.  Should she press the issue of
babies? Probably not  if she accidentally took him out of the
mood, hed be a major prick for the rest of the evening. Better
to just get him off and look for another opportunity, later.

The pretty Mexican woman seethed in frustration and resentment,
watching the white mans face as she jacked him off.

Hes about to cum, she realized. Right on the edge, now!

Maria was determined to aim the explosion back at Brad  let him
clean the mess from his jacket, instead of her having to clean it
from the upholstery!

A petty bit of revenge, perhaps, but  it was all she had. Shed
tried everything she knew to get him to marry her, including
trying to arrange an accidental pregnancy.  She knew that
Brads hypocritic religious upbringing would force him to marry
her, if he got her pregnant! That would be the perfect lever to
use against him  to control him.

Unfortunately, Brad was scrupulous about avoiding pregnancy,
going so far as to use condoms, even though he also demanded she
also be on the pill.  Maybe some sharp fingernails at an
opportune moment  she pondered.

Blue lights flashed in the rearview mirror.

Oh fuck! Maria swore, putting both hands on the wheel as she
glanced down at the speedometer.

94 miles per hour.

Busted! she whispered. Were in trouble!

Noooooooo! Brad wailed, desperately trying to pull Marias hand
back, to finish. So close!  Im too close to stop now!!!

Maria pulled her hands out of his grasp. Stop it, Brad! she
snapped, braking as she pulled the little car to the side of the
road. Were getting pulled over!  For Gods sake, pull your
pants up and zip up!  We dont want to make things worse than
they already are!

Her flushed and exasperated boyfriend grudgingly began to tuck
his swollen penis back in his pants, while Maria stopped the car.

Let me handle this, she told her blue-balled lover, as she
unfastened several buttons on her blouse. Ive never gotten a
ticket yet. Theres not a man alive who can resist this
cleavage!  A quick glance at Brad, who was now gaping,
spellbound, at her ample dcolletage, gave her all the
affirmation she needed.

She quickly tousled her hair, rolled down her window, and
re-applied her lipstick.

From the corner of her eye, she saw the uniformed midsection of a
State Trooper appear by the drivers side window.

Oh, Im so sorry, officer, she smiled, leaning out the window
to give a satisfying view of the tops of her full, brown breasts.
Was I going a bit too fast? She gave a demure chuckle, dropping
her gaze, submissively. Women and cars  ! she laughed,
apologetically.

She dropped her voice to a more seductive tone.

If theres anything I can do  ? She flashed a dazzling smile.
Anything at all, officer ? Her eyes roamed up, searching for
the troopers name tag.

His uniform was stretched taut across a tight, flat belly.
Nice! Maria thought. Too bad marrying a cop wasnt marrying
up  at least, not enough. They usually had good physiques.

She continued to scan up his body, letting him watch her gaze as
her alluring eyes searched for his name tag to get a personalized
hook into the conversation. The officers toned torso flared out
dramatically to an impressive set of deep-brown tits 

Tits?

Breasts?!?

The tops of two very large deep-brown melons pushed up through
the top of an overly-stretched uniform.

Marias frozen smile faded as her eyes finally settled on the
officers name-tag.

Officer Evelyn Justus.

Marias eyes shot to the troopers face.

Shit! she swore, softly. Weve been pulled over by a chick  a
*female* State Trooper!

Officer Evelyn Justus was a big woman, a little over 511, and
she filled out her uniform well. Her large chest threatened to
burst out of the tightly buttoned, crisp dark blouse that hugged
her body, a bit too snugly. She seemed well-muscled, sporting a
sleek, athletic look and her deep, rich, ebony skin seemed *made*
for the gold-trimmed black uniform she wore.

Do you know how fast you were going? the trooper asked,
dispassionately.

A woman! Maria thought, her heart sinking. Were screwed! 
She tried to gather her wits while Officer Justus routinely
shined her flashlight into the car.

Sir? the black woman asked, a surprised, but stern, note
creeping into her voice, are you  masturbating?

Maria whipped her head around to see Brad, sheepishly holding his
now still-stiff cock in his hand.

Brad, you ass! she exploded. What the fuck are you doing?!?

Her boyfriend grinned apologetically. I couldnt help it, honey!
 When you started baring those gorgeous tits, getting ready to
flirt your way out of a ticket   I was already so close from the
handjob youd been giving me  I just couldnt take it any
longer!

The officer regarded Maria. Handjob? she asked the blushing
Mexican girl. You were driving at excessive speed *and*
masturbating this man?

Maria thought she was going to die. She glowered at her stupid
boyfriend for a few seconds, before slumping down in her seat.
Was it possible for anyone to be that damned ignorant?!?

Well, she thought, in resignation, Thats the end of my
ticketless streak.  It was a good run, while it lasted.

When almost two full minutes went by without anyone saying
anything, she hesitantly looked up at the trooper.

The statuesque black woman had one eyebrow arched and was looking
back and forth  between Brads still-exposed, semi-flaccid cock
and Marias own on-display cleavage.

A glimmer of hope sprung up in the pretty Latina. The woman
seemed  interested! Aroused?!?

No simple flirtation was going to save them, now. But if she was
willing to promise something a little beyond simple flirting 
it would sure beat paying the cost of a ticket for 40 miles over
the speed limit! And it wasnt like shed actually have to go
through with it, unless the trooper marched them back to her
squad car, right then.

Maybe we could come to some kind of  arrangement, the pretty
Mexican girl suggested, batting her eyelashes coyly.  It was all
or nothing, now. She reached over and grabbed a surprised Brads
cock, which began stiffening immediately.

Hes not bad, really, Maria lied, with the proper guidance.

Maria saw the tip of the troopers tongue appear at the corner of
her full, thick lips, and slowly run along the lower edge of her
upper lip.  The black womans eyes seemed to linger on Marias
breasts almost as much as on Brads cock.

So thats how it is, Maria thought. A bit bi, are we?

The pretty Mexican girl ran her other hand across her own, full
breasts. Im not bad, myself, she whispered.  I mean  if
youre into that sort of thing. She found herself wondering what
it would be like, making the attractive black woman go down on
her.

No such luck, she thought. This chick is obviously a Domme and
since she has the power, here, shed be expecting *us* to serve.

Brad was looking at his girlfriend with wide, disbelieving eyes,
his cock straining in her hand. She ignored him.

Time seemed to stand still as the three regarded each other.

Finally, Officer Justus broke the silence.

Turn around, she ordered, and take the exit for Route 64,
North. Right off the highway is a little motel, on the left.  get
a room, park out front. Leave the door open, and wait for me.

The trooper turned and went back to her squad car.

Maria slumped in her seat, exhaling in relief. That had been
close!  That ticket probably would have cost between $200 and
$300. Probably more, if the trooper had decided to be bitchy
about Brads lack of self-control.

Brad was looking at her with unabashed worship, gently stroking
his stiff cock.

God! he whispered. I cant believe that! We get pulled over
for speeding and we walk away with an invitation to a mnage a
trios!

Maria. he said, in adoration, You are *amazing*!

The pretty Mexican smiled weakly. Offering to share your man with
other women wasnt a high-probability tactic for getting him to
propose, she knew, even if she had no intention of following
through on the rendezvous. But sometimes  a girls gotta do what
a girls gotta do!

She put the car in gear and began driving off.

As they neared the next exit, Brad began getting anxious. Slow
down! he urged. We have to take this exit so we can turn around
and meet the policewoman!

Maria looked at him in disbelief. Are you fucking retarded?!?
she yelled at him. Shes obviously a Dominant! You think Im
actually going to willingly go back to lick some black womans
pussy and watch her fuck my man?!?

She gritted her teeth as she drove.

Hell no! she spat. Were going home! Let her wait  the stupid
cunt!

Brad was crestfallen, but defiant. But we have to go! he
whined. She knows your license number!  If we dont show, shell
hunt us down and it will be even worse!

Maria paused and felt her resolve weaken. The pathetic white
horn-dog had a point  the trooper *did* have their license
number  *her* license number!

Cmon, baby! Brad urged, sidling closer. You know youre the
only woman for me! I may have to fuck her, but I wont enjoy it.
Itll just be to get you out of this jam! Ill be thinking of you
the whole time, I swear!

Maria wanted to slap the lying bastard. Men! she swore to
herself, They will fucking say *anything* for a chance to get
laid.

Still, it was looking as if they didnt have much choice, after
all.  Shed have to spin this as best she could.

You promise? she asked, trying to make her lower lip quiver.
You promise youll still love only me?  She hated playing the
vulnerable submissive, but working the L word in would be a
coup!

Brad oozed charm, but fell for her trap. You know I will, baby!
he murmured. Besides, you know how those police types are 
shes probably one of those pushy feminists! And you know that
*I* like to be the one in control!  Before you know it, Ill have
her going down on you!

So you wont have to, she thought, bitterly. Still, it was
true.  Brad styled himself a Dominant. Although, he didnt seem
to realize that it was Marias submissive act that really called
the shots, when they were together.

Maybe it would be enough to get through it with their dignity
intact.

Nodding with reluctance, Maria took the next exit and got back on
the highway, heading in the direction from which theyd just
come.

* * * * * *

The motel turned out to be a Super 8 and was easy to find. The
woman at the desk, a pleasant Pakistani woman, had not asked
questions, providing them with a key to a room right out front.

Maria re-parked their car directly in front of their assigned
motel room. They unlocked it and entered, making sure to leave
the door open, as instructed.

The room itself was small, dwarfed by two full-sized beds against
the left-hand wall.

The sound of a closing door startled them.

Whirling around, they saw the statuesque black woman, still in
her police uniform, standing inside the doorway, regarding them.

She must have been waiting in the parking lot.

Took you long enough, Officer Justus noted.

Im sorry, Maria began, we almost missed the exit to turn
around at and 

Shut up, the black woman told her.

The pretty Latina snapped her jaw shut, seething in indignation.
This isnt starting well, she thought.

The trooper regarded them for a few moments.  Finally, she spoke.

Strip, she ordered. Both of you.

Maria and Brad exchanged glances. Brad shrugged and eagerly began
pulling his clothes off.

Maria reluctantly followed suite.

Soon, they stood naked before the silent State Trooper. Maria
could see her reflection in the full-length wall mirror, and was
not displeased. She may have been a little thick-bodied, but
large, full tits and a curvaceous, generous backside gave her a
figure she knew would set any man  and many women  salivating!

Brad wasnt bad, either, she had to admit. His pale, white body
wasnt fat or thin  all in all, it was pretty good for a guy who
had to be in at least his 40s. She considered herself lucky that
he wasnt outright repulsive.

She realized the thing that really turned her on the most about
letting Brad fuck her was his exotic paleness. She loved the
contrast, as he pressed his pallid body against her own,
much-darker skin. Maybe it was worth giving up her preferred
dominant role, she rationalized.

Not really, a small voice in her head responded. Id really
prefer to enjoy that pale skin while *Im* on top, doing the
fucking.

The trooper watched the two, impassively. In the dim light of the
small motel room, Maria could see that the black woman was really
quite attractive. She had deep-brown skin  much darker than
Marias. Her shoulder-length black hair was wavy and well-kempt.
The pretty Mexican also noted how the troopers uniform seemed to
strain at the chest and hips.

With a start, she realized she was beginning to moisten. Did she
have a bit of a bi-streak, too.

You, Trooper Justus said, pointing to her, sit in the chair.

Maria did as she was told, sitting her nicely-rounded, bare brown
ass down on the scratchy fabric of the motel chair facing the
beds.  The black woman came up from behind and the pretty Mexican
felt something cold and hard clamp around her wrists. An
experimental tug with her arms told her all she needed to know.

Handcuffs! she realized, with a start. The black bitch has
handcuffed me to the chair!  A cold flash of anxiety shot
through the Hispanic girl. She hated being bound  especially by
people she didnt know or trust.

Hey! Maria protested. No one said anything about handcuffs!

The trooper gave her a mirthless smile as she began stripping off
her uniform.

Im going to fuck your boyfriend, she whispered, leaning close
and dropping her blouse to the floor, before unclasping her bra.

I have to make sure you watch  and that thats all you do.

The half-naked black woman straightened up.

Ive never had a white boy, before, the trooper confessed, in a
louder voice. She held her nightstick up in front of Maria,
almost as if displaying it. The baton was about 12 long, quite
thick, and glistened in the dim light as if it had been oiled.

With her back to Brad, but facing the handcuffed Latina so she
could see, the trooper slowly, deliberately, slid the thick,
black nightstick down the front of her own trousers.

Maria blinked in confusion and growing apprehension.

What was *that* all about?!? Did she intend to rub herself
against the secreted nightstick as she played with Brad and
Maria? What was going on?

Trooper Justus continued, as if nothing out of the ordinary had
happened.

And he seems like such a perverted, little shit! she said. I
think Ill have some fun with him before I steal him from you.

Maria scowled. Steal him from me? Had she been joking? Why was
the policewoman being such a competitive bitch?!?

Trooper Justus walked over to stand near the foot of the bed.

Take off my boots, she ordered Brad.

Unused to being ordered about by women, the white man looked
confused and reluctant, but slowly sank to his knees,
nonetheless.

His gaze immediately fell on the obscene bulge in the troopers
trousers.

What ?!? he asked stupidly, staring wide-eyed at the thick,
rod-shaped bulge in the black womans pants. His panicked gaze
went back and forth between the half-clothed officers large,
bared tits and the huge bulge about six inches from his face.

What  what *are* you? he stuttered. Are you a dude or a
chick?!?

I said *take off my boots*! the trooper said, cuffing the
confused white man harshly on the side of the head.

Slowly, not taking his eyes from the bulge, Brad pulled Trooper
Justus thigh-high boots from her feet.

Ah, the black woman sighed, stretching her freed toes. Thats
better!  She frowned at Brad. Get on your back! she barked.

Without thinking, the white man rushed to comply.

Not like that! the trooper snarled. Get your head over here,
near the foot of the bed! Brad repositioned himself so his head
was between the black womans feet, as she sat on the bed.  From
here, he had a good view of the mysterious, massive bulge in her
pants.

Which obviously unnerved him.

Trooper Justus ignored him and smiled at Maria.

Its so easy to seduce and dominate a white boy, she told the
handcuffed Mexican girl.  Slowly, deliberately, the black woman
placed her sweaty, recently-freed feet on the white mans
upturned face.

Ah! she sighed. Thats so much better. She pressed her feet
down harder on Brad, rubbing them against his reluctant face. 
The reclining white man stiffened, but made no move to escape or
push the troopers feet away.

Well, the half-naked black woman smiled, will you look at
that!  Seems as if your boyfriend thinks my sweaty feet are as
exciting as your fat, dumpy tits!

Sure enough, Maria could see that Brad had developed a raging
hard-on.

She felt humiliated.

Brad, you stupid fuck! Maria swore at the reclining man. How
can you be hard with her dank, smelly feet pressed against your
face?!?  The trooper had probably been walking around in those
tight, leather boots all day, Maria thought. Her feet must be
*reeking*, by now!  Was he so horny that even the stink of the
troopers feet couldnt sidetrack him?

Or was it possible that he was actually getting off on this
perverted submission?

Some Dominant! Maria snorted.

Never breaking eye contact with Maria, Trooper Justus raised one
foot and slowly began tracing a path across Brads lips with her
toe. She kept the other one firmly planted over his upper face,
her heel against his top of his head and his upper forehead while
her toes covered his nose.

Shes fucking with me! Maria realized. She doesnt give a damn
about my stupid boyfriend  she wants to humiliate and dominate
*me*!  Rage boiled inside her. She found it humiliating to play
the submissive with Brad, when shed much rather have just topped
his ass and have done with it.  But shed be damned if she was
going to let some black traffic cop humiliate her like this!

Do you like my feet, Brad? the black woman purred, gazing
deeply into Marias eyes. Do you think my feet are pretty?

On the floor, the white man grunted something unintelligible and,
to Marias shock, began kissing the troopers bare, black feet.

Brad! Maria screamed. You fuck! How *could* you?!? But the
supine white man didnt seem to hear and continued kissing the
shapely feet of the black woman perched above him.

Trooper Justus began making smaller circles with her foot, until
she was rubbing her big toe gently along the crease of the white
mans lips. Slowly, she pressed down, parting his lips with her
toe and penetrating his mouth with her foot.

Suck my toes, white boy, she whispered huskily, smiling at
Maria. Lick my feet!

Maria closed her eyes in disgust and shame as she saw Brads pink
tongue snake out and encircle the black womans toes, wriggling
around and between them as the trooper purred in pleasure.  His
pale cock stood rigidly at attention as he worshipped the black
foot pressed against his mouth.

Still smiling at Maria, the black woman pointed her toes and
pushed them into the white mans mouth. Slowly, she began moving
them in and out, fucking Brads mouth with her foot.

For some reason, Maria felt herself getting wet.

Brad has always been such an ass, she realized, Am I getting
aroused by seeing him finally subjugated?

The trooper repositioned Brad so he was lying parallel to the
foot of the bed. From this position, she continued to fuck the
reclining white mans mouth with her left foot and started
stroking his engorged cock with her right.

Wouldnt that be something? she asked Maria, conversationally,
if I was able to make your boyfriend cum, using just my feet? I
guess that would mean he likes my smelly feet better than your
smelly pussy!

The pretty Mexican girl glowered at the taunt and struggled
against the handcuffs.

Hes just a stupid man! Maria snarled. They only think with
their pricks. Use enough friction, and you can get *any* man to
cum  or do anything else!

The black woman seemed to consider, and then smiled, dangerously.
Youre right, she acknowledged. But how about if I make him
cum without ever touching his cock?

The black woman gave Maria a seductive smile. Would that prove
Im the better woman? she challenged.

Maria was taken aback.

What  what are you talking about? she asked, feeling suddenly
defensive.

I mean, lets have a little wager, the policewoman smiled,
coldly, continuing to work the white man over with both dark
feet. If I can make your man cum -- without touching his cock,
just through humiliation -- then that makes *me* the better
woman. If I fail, *youre* the better woman.

Maria glared at the trooper, watching her continued to fuck the
Latinas weak-willed boyfriends mouth and cock with her feet.
Suddenly, she would have done anything to best this arrogant
bitch.

That sounds reasonable, Maria agreed, hesitantly.

Winner gets to piss in the losers mouth, the black woman
added, smiling.

Maria gaped at the trooper, shocked. Wh-what?!? she stammered.

Trooper Justus smiled. You heard me, she said. The winner gets
to piss in the losers mouth -- while white boy, here, watches.

Maria struggled against her bonds, indignantly. No way! she
yelled. Theres no way in hell Id let you  !

So, the black woman interrupted, softly, as she pushed her foot
deeper into Brads mouth, You *do* know youd lose!

Maria stopped, recognizing the trap shed fallen into. This
bitch is one hell of a Domme! the pretty Mexican thought,
ruefully. Shes playing me like a pro!  Maria considered
carefully. Could the black woman really make Brad cum  without
touching his prick?

Maria thought back to all the times Brad had lost his erection,
when shed dallied too long without directly stimulating him.  He
was in his 40s (so he claimed, which meant he might be even
older)  evidently sustaining an erection was no longer a given,
for men at that age. He was OK as long as she applied a constant
friction to him  whether manually, orally, or vaginally.

Maria smiled. If the dominant black woman so much as brushed her
stupid white mans cock, hed go off like a firecracker, she
knew. Maria had brought him right to the edge, back in the car,
and hed been stewing in unreleased frustration ever since. His
balls must be Navy Blue by now!

But without *any* direct stimulation ?

The thought of pissing in the haughty black bitchs mouth as she
knelt before Maria seemed very intoxicating, arousing the pretty
Mexicans dominant streak.

Youre on, bitch! Maria decided. Brad would have heard the
exchange  hed get all macho and resist -- and that would be one
more factor in the pretty Mexicans favor!

The trooper smiled and pushed her foot deep enough down the white
mans throat to gag him. Its a bet, then! she agreed. Time to
show you just how weak men are, when it comes to kink!

She pulled her foot out of the white mans mouth, slick and
coated with Brads saliva.

And how good *I* am! she said.

She reached down and pulled Brad up to his knees, by the hair.

You ready to get fucked, white boy? she asked, leaning down to
look him in the eye.

Brad perked up, subdued, but obviously aroused and impatient. Was
his aching cock going to finally get some actual release, at
last?

Were gonna fuck? he asked, hopefully.

Maria was indignant. Was the policewoman trying to twist a
technicality with the definition of touch? Hey, she shouted,
you said youd make him cum *without* touching his cock! With
*anything*! That means you cant let him fuck you!

The half-naked black woman ignored her and laughed in the hopeful
white mans face. She straightened, but continued to hold him
upright by his hair, as she stood in front of him. Brads eyes
were again fixated on the bulge in her pants.

You? she laughed. Fuck *me*? She looked down on him, with
derision  both literally and figuratively.

Who said *you* were going to get to fuck *me*? she asked,
chuckling as she caressed his cheek. Her eyes never left Marias
face and Brads eyes never left the black womans bulging crotch.

Oh no, she murmured, slowly stroking the mysterious bulge in
her pants. Brads eyes were wide with a mix of emotions, his gaze
glued to the black womans uniformed crotch. *You* arent going
to be doing any fucking tonight, white boy. *You* are going to
*get* fucked. *I* am the one who is going to be doing the
fucking!

She casually strolled behind Brad and pushed him forward so that
he fell into a hands-and-knees position, on the floor.

What ? What are you  ? Brad choked, starting to turn around.

Face front, white boy! Trooper Justus barked. Brads head
snapped back and he remained in position, trembling gently on his
hands and knees.

The beautiful black woman stripped off her trousers, retrieving
the hidden nightstick as she dropped her pants.  She leaned over
the kneeling white man, holding the greased nightstick in one
hand, and slowly slid it along his exposed asscrack.

You ever hear of pre-op transsexuals? she whispered in the
trembling white mans ear, loud enough for Maria to hear.

Shaking violently, Brad nodded.

Ever been fucked by one? she purred, continuing to slide the
length of the nightstick up and down his ass.  Brads arms were
shaking so badly that he could no longer support his own weight.
His head came down hard, on the carpet, although his ass remained
in the air.

He shook his head, fearfully.

Well, youre about to! the black woman lied, easing the thick
knob of the greased nightstick against Brads tightly clenched
asshole.  The white mans body went rigid and the black woman
kneeling behind him wedged the other end of the nightstick
against her pubic bone for leverage as she pushed forward.

Ive always wanted to fuck me a white boy, she sighed. Brads
asshole wasnt nearly strong enough to put up an effective
resistance and the big knob of the nightstick immediately began
pushing its way inside him.

Brad gave a gasping cry as the thick rod penetrated him.

Thats it, baby! the policewoman laughed, slowly starting to
stroke into his pale, up-thrust ass. Yeah, you like black cock,
dont you, white boy!?  Thats what all you white boys like  a
nice, thick, black cock fucking you in the ass!

Maria watched in horrified fascination as the beautiful black
woman began raping her boyfriend.

He doesnt know! the pretty Mexican thought. He doesnt
realize shes fucking him with a nightstick! He thinks shes a
transsexual  that shes really fucking him with her cock!

To her surprise, she realized that, although completely
disgusted, she was extremely wet and fully aroused at the
realization.

The black womans gaze fell on Maria, still handcuffed to the
chair, watching.

Hows it feel, Senorita? the cruel black woman mocked, How
does it feel, seeing what a faggot your boyfriend really is? She
licked her lips lasciviously.

Is it making you wet? she sneered.

Maria scowled, seething in indignation and rage.

Hes NOT a faggot! Maria shouted, straining at the her
restraints. Hes not enjoying it! Youre youre *raping* him!

The black woman smiled as she continued to plow the white mans
ass.

Not enjoying it? she laughed, derisively. You really believe
that? You sure dont know much about white men, honey!  The
cruel black woman eyed Maria appraisingly. You really believe he
isnt enjoying getting fucked? Take a look at his pecker.

Reluctantly, Marias eyes fell between Brads legs. There, fully
erect and bobbing with every thrust of the troopers nightstick
into his bowels, she saw the white mans painfully erect cock.

The pretty Mexican gave an involuntary gasp. He was  hard!

He was *hard* while he was getting ass fucked!  Brad believed he
had a black transsexuals cock up his ass and he was  hard!

Marias mind reeled. Was it possible? Could he actually be 
enjoying it?

She felt juices trickle down her leg.

As much as the situation repulsed her, there was something
incredibly arousing about seeing her arrogant white boyfriend,
head down and ass in the air, getting anally raped.

The cruel black woman pulled Brads head back, clutching a
handful of his hair and bending his spine backwards as she rode
him from behind.

Whos your master, white boy? the trooper shouted, pulling
Brads head back cruelly as she continued to slam him from
behind. Who owns your white ass?!?

Tears streamed down Brads face as he was forced up into almost a
kneeling position, his hands no longer touching the floor. You
do, he sobbed. You do, Officer Justus!

Maria watched, transfixed.

What had happened to the posturing, macho jackass she knew? What
had happened to the man who claimed he couldnt cum unless *he*
was on top?!?

The trooper had almost the full length of the greased nightstick
up Brads ass, slamming it home a bit further with each thrust.
She positioned Brad so that he now faced the full-length mirror,
on the wall  forcing him to watch himself getting fucked from
behind, by the apparently transgendered black trooper.

The policewoman slid a practiced arm around Brads pale throat
and tightened her grip into an actual chokehold.  Her full, dark
lips brushed against his ear as she continued to pound his ass
from behind.

Cum for me, she whispered, loud enough for Maria to hear.

With a groan, Brad closed his eyes and immediately climaxed,
shooting jets of semen across the room to splatter the mirror and
wall.

The beautiful black woman smiled and continued to stroke the
nightstick up his ass until he finally stopped squirting.

His trembling body slumped in her arms.

Maria blinked, unable to believe her eyes. He  he came! she
thought, in stunned disbelief.

How could he?!? She had been watching carefully --at no time did
the dominant trooper even come close to touching Brads dick!

She looked up to find the policewoman standing in front of her, a
gloating smile on her dark, beautiful face.

Looks like I win, the black woman smiled. Time to pay up!

Before she knew what was happening, the nude black woman had
jumped up on the chair and pressed her hairy muff into the
Mexican womans lovely face.

Im going to enjoy this, baby! the trooper whispered, pulling
the handcuffed Mexican girls head back, by her long hair. I
love topping tops!

Marias mouth, pressed firmly against the black womans pussy,
opened involuntarily as her hair was pulled back.

The nude black woman pressed her pungent, aroused pussy even more
firmly against Marias mouth, wedging the poor Mexican girls
lips open with her wet, swollen mound.

No! Maria thought, a flash of fear and revulsion going through
her as she recalled the details of the bet.

But she couldnt evade it. A gush of foul, warm liquid quickly
filled her mouth.  The pressure of the incoming torrent quickly
bulged the lovely Latinas cheeks. She tried to close off her
throat, but the pressure grew too strong. Maria gave a mental cry
of anguish as the hot, vile fluid finally forced its way down her
throat.

She gagged, helplessly swallowing the nasty surge that forced its
way into her mouth and down her gullet.

The black dominatrix pissed down the pretty Mexicans throat for
at least two full minutes, before finally emptying her bladder.
Through tear-filled eyes, Maria could see the look of arousal and
power-lust on the beautiful black womans face, as the cruel
Dominant looked down at her.

As the pressure mercifully subsided, Maria was finally able to
close off her throat during the last few seconds. Her cheeks
bulged under the pressure of the officers final, weakened piss
stream, but the inflow had decreased enough that the lovely
Latina was no longer forced to swallow.

Finally, Trooper Justus gave a long exhalation of satisfaction.

Ah, now that was fun! she sighed, hopping off the chair and
picking up her clothes.

Anytime you two want to get fucked  literally or figuratively 
look me up! she chuckled, dressing quickly.

Laughing, the victorious black woman unlocked Marias handcuffs.

Brad was still on the floor, a puzzled expression on his face as
he looked between his legs, poking at the protruding baton. He
looked at the trooper.

Then at the nightstick.

Then at the trooper again.

Slowly, he reached down and began working out the thick
nightstick that was still firmly wedged deep inside his abused
asshole.

Finally freeing it, he held the nightstick before him, staring at
it in confusion as the policewoman left, laughing as she closed
the door behind her. Keep it, she called, as she closed the
door. Keep it as a memento of me!

The white man continued to look at the oiled baton in confusion.
She was fucking me with this? Brad asked, stupidly. So  so,
she *wasnt* a transsexual?!?

Maria could feel her blood boiling. She sat, rubbing her freed
wrists as she dully considered that it was because of Brad that
she was sitting here,now, with her mouth full of another womans
piss.

She didnt really have a dick, after all? Brad repeated as he
started at the black baton, evidently unable to grasp the fact
that hed been played. She was a woman, after all?!?

Almost blind with resentment and rage, Maria rose from the chair.
Still rubbing her chaffed wrists, she stalked purposefully
towards him, her cheeks still bulging.

Brad looked at her, abashed, remembering the subjugation hed
witnessed.

Oh yeah, he murmured, blushing. Sorry about that, honey!  Man
 must really suck having someone piss down your throat!

He shook his head, with a show of regret, and promptly ignored
her, his attention returning to his own situation.

The lovely Latina snapped.

She grabbed him by the ears and locked her mouth over his, in the
savage parody of a kiss. Locking his head in a vise-like grip,
she spewed the contents of her bulging cheeks into his mouth,
clamping her mouth over his until she was certain hed swallowed
every drop. He struggled wildly, but was unable to escape.

Still holding his head prisoner, she thrust her urine-covered
tongue deep into his mouth, probing deep to make sure she spread
the nasty taste of piss as much as she could.

YOU tell me! she shouted, finally releasing his head. How do
YOU like the taste of piss in your mouth, huh?!?  Before he
could complain or apologize, she exploded into a flurry of
punches and kicks.

You sorry FUCK! she screamed. How COULD you?!?  You CAME!?! 
You CAME while getting FUCKED  in the ASS  by a BLACK CHICK 
who you THOUGHT  had a DICK!  She punctuated each emphasized
word with a series of savage punches.

Brad had curled into a protective fetal position, but the
outraged Mexican woman continued to kick at him mercilessly.

*I* was forced to drink PISS because YOU got off on having a
DICK-GIRL fuck you?!? she screamed. I had to drink PISS!?! She
stopped her rain of blows, momentarily, to grab him by the hair
and force him onto his back, on the floor.

Before he could recover, she straddled his head between her
knees.

You wanna know what its like to be forced to drink another
womans piss?!? she shrieked. She crammed her pussy down hard
against her boyfriends pale face and began forcefully emptying
her bladder.

Brad choked and sputtered, futilely trying to turn his head in
order to avoid drowning.

But Maria kept the white mans head firmly clenched between her
strong, brown thighs and continued to cram her soaked crotch down
cruelly against his mouth.  Using both hands, she thrust her
spewing cunt down hard over his open mouth.

Brad struggled manfully, but finally fell back in surrender, limp
and overpowered. She could hear him gurgle as he drank,
frantically trying not to drown as she continued to piss down his
throat.

After pumping about a quart into him, she finally raised herself
slightly.

Clean me! she ordered. Lick my pussy clean, you stupid fuck!

Thoroughly beaten, Brad did as he was told, slavishly licking her
dripping, urine-drenched snatch.

Soon, simple cleaning turned into more.

Thats it, you sick fuck, she moaned, rubbing herself lustily
on the pinned white mans face. Lick me! Lick every inch of my
piss-soaked cunt!

Maria rode her boyfriends tongue, fucking his face with her
sodden crotch. She didnt give a damn about his pleasure,
anymore. Fuck him! From now on, it was going to all be about HER!

She rode his face to several climaxes before noticing that his
neglected, stiff, white cock was bobbing to and fro, as she
face-fucked him.  He  he was aroused by all of this!

Smiling maliciously, she dismounted his raw face and snatched up
the befouled nightstick.

Is this what you need to get off, you sick fuck? she demanded,
thrusting the besmeared baton in front of his face. Without
waiting for an answer, she pulled his legs over his head,
exposing his now-stretched asshole.

Is this what you need to get excited?!? she yelled, spittle
spraying angrily as she shouted.

She unceremoniously jammed the nightstick deep into Brads ass.

The white man howled in pain, but Maria saw his cock strain with
even greater need.

Hes a fucking submissive, after all! Maria realized. What a
poseur! And all this time, I thought I had to suck up whatever he
dumped on me  !

No more!

Dropping his legs, she straddled his hips and mounted him,
smiling as his eyes bugged out when her weight forced him down
further on the cruelly penetrating nightstick.

No more condoms, she snarled, sucking his unprotected, swollen
cock greedily into her wet, fully-aroused pussy.

No more birth control! she shouted. No more pulling out! No
more Maria on bottom!  No more ASKING and BEGGING -- from now
on, Im TAKING what I want!

She began pumping up and down on top of him, cruelly grinning at
the thought of the thick nightstick wedged deeply up his ass 
the nightstick that would be cruelly fucking him from underneath
as *she* fucked him from above.

Its baby time! she decided.

Cum for me, you sick white fuck! she demanded, savagely
slapping his face, as she raped him. You came for that black
bitch and she didnt even touch your cock! Now, youre damned
well going to cum for me!!!

She balled her slapping hand into a fist. Fill me with cum! she
demanded. Give me a baby!  She punched him in the face. With
his arms pinned by her muscular, brown legs, he was unable to
defend himself.

Youre going to give me everything I want! she shouted,
punching his face, viciously and repeatedly. Youre going to
give me control of *everything*! Your money! Your house! Your
tongue! Your cock!

Your name!

She continued to punch his unprotected face as she fucked him.

EVERYTHING! she shouted, beating him mercilessly.

She squeezed his entrapped cock ruthlessly as she bounced as hard
and fast as she could. The feeling of absolute power made her
pussy throb in mind-numbing ecstasy.

DO IT! she screamed, punching him over and over with both
fists, as she continued to rape him. DO IT NOW!!! CUM INSIDE ME,
YOU WORTHLESS, SUBMISSIVE, WHITE SHIT!

With a cry of abject surrender, Brads body arched, raising Maria
so high her knees lifted from the carpet. She could feel hot
powerful jets of cum shooting deeply inside of her  filling her.

Thats it, white boy! the power-crazed Hispanic woman cried,
riding the spasming man as he bucked and convulsed under her.
Give it to me! Give me every drop you have, you worthless white
fuck!

She wrapped her feet together, behind the small of his back, to
give her better leverage as she repeatedly slammed her crotch
against his, her fevered cunt devouring the entire length of his
convulsing prick with every thrust. He cried out in pain and
pleasure as she clenched her vaginal muscles hard, greedily
milking his cock until it was completely dry.

Reveling at the full and complete dominance shed always desired
and had now finally obtained, she climaxed. Months of pent-up
frustration burst forth, shaking her frame violently as her
orgasm wracked her. Her attractive brown body shuddered violently
as she continued to ride the exhausted, twitching,
near-unconscious white man.

Finally sated, she collapsed on top of Brad, who now lay dazed
and motionless underneath her.  Reflexively, her ravenous cunt
continued to pull greedily at his softening prick, refusing to
let it go, even in victory.

She pulled his head up by the hair, forcing him to look into her
dark, alluring eyes.

Who owns you, white boy?! she demanded, tightening her pussy
viciously on his semi-flaccid, but still entrapped, penis. Whos
in control, from now on?!?

You are, Maria! he whimpered, face grimacing in pain as her
squeezing vagina mauled his helpless, exhausted cock. Ill marry
you! You can have babies! Youll be in control of everything from
now on! Ill do anything you say!

Damn straight! Maria spat. The pretty Mexican slapped him and
then kissed him passionately.

At last!  Theyd be married! Shed have babies, binding him even
more tightly to her! And best of all, *shed* be the Dominant!

She smiled and relaxed her vaginal hold on her new fianc, who
groaned with relief.

She could feel the sloshing fullness of her womb. Deep inside,
she was confident she would soon be pregnant.

You wanted to get it your way, she murmured, keeping him inside
her, as she lay on top of her thoroughly-subdued conquest. I
wanted to get it my way.

She smiled in satisfaction, relishing her victory.

From now on, your only way will be MY way! she purred.

Spotting the discarded nightstick, she reached out and gingerly
picked it up, with two fingers. She wrinkled her nose in
revulsion as she held it away from her.

Disgusting, she thought. And yet, this had been the catalyst
responsible for successfully turning the tables on her
self-centered, poseur of a boyfriend.

I guess I should wash it off and take it with me, she laughed.
This nightstick turned out to be his way. And he certainly got
his way in the end so to speak.

Memories of the black policewoman raping Brads ass started to
arouse her again. She pulled the nightstick out and began sliding
it against her dazed fiancs ass crack, again.

He whimpered, but lay still.

She was going to like being married.
