                   TONYA'S PROBATION VIOLATION

     My job is usually beyond boring, it's downright brutally
dull.  See, I am a parole officer, have been for nearly ten years
now.  I may have at one time gotten into this field to see if I
could straighten out some wayward souls.  Help them put their
lives back together, or something like that.  However, I've grown
to understand that the people I deal with, by and large won't be
helped, all I will do is watch them waste their time on the
outside until they get popped for some other crime and end up
right back in jail again.  My job is mostly a lot of paperwork,
phone calls and meetings with scum bags who would rather kill me
than do an honest day's work.
     Before I turn this into a completely boring lecture of how
pitiful my job is, I guess I should get to my original point. 
You see, my job is almost always boring.  Things began to change
a  year ago, culminating in a rather unforgettable event a few
weeks ago.  You see, last year, I was assigned a rather famous,
or rather infamous case.  I was the assigned parole officer for
former skating star turned national bad girl Tonya Harding.  My
first thought was to try and trade the case for another, having
had a rather nightmarish time with the press a few years back
when I was assigned to former child star Dana Plato's case. 
However, I decided that I was better prepared for the media this
time.  Besides, I had always had a bit of a crush on Tony anyway.
     I was a bit surprised when I first met Ms. Harding.  She was
very polite and well mannered, not at all the bitch queen the
media had made her out to be.  Aside from the obvious media
attention, her case was quite simple.  She was to serve three
hundred hours of community service over the next nine months,
reporting to me once a month to update me on her progress.  Very
simple for anyone who was willing to put in the time.  I have to
admit I was a bit nervous as I asked her for her autograph at the
end of our initial meeting.  Perhaps it was my sheepish manner
signaling weakness, or perhaps it was just her true colors
shining through, but my request was met with such open disdain
and resentment that I was taken aback.
     "Fuck that."  she said, getting up to leave.  "Just because
you're my fucking PO, doesn't mean I have to give you anything. 
I'm a God Damned star now, I can sell my autograph for a hundred
bucks if I want to.  You just keep track of my fucking community
service hours and we'll get along fine.  Maybe when I'm done I'll
sell you an autograph at a discount.  If you don't fuck up my
hours or piss me off in the mean time."  With that, she was out
the door in a huff.  I watched out the window as she pushed
rudely through the sea of reporters, rushing out to her truck.  
     "Well,"  I muttered to myself.  "So much for good first
impressions."  When push came to shove, the selfish prima donna
that she had been trained to be really did come out.  Well, I
shouldn't have expected her to be any different than all the
other hoods I had to deal with.  Too bad for her that she had to
be such a bitch though because I had a really great, easy
assignment all lined up for her.  That little outburst of hers
cost her that one.  I immediately assigned it to someone else. 
Luckily for me, that first day's attitude trip was just the first
of Tonya's mistakes.
     The months rolled by, and the press slowly faded away, until
one day in early fall, Tonya walked, unbothered up the walk to my
office.  She had made a habit of cutting our visits as short as
she felt she could get away with.  With each passing month, her
answers to my routine question grew increasingly bitter.  She was
upholding her probation requirements and doing her public service
hours at an acceptable rate.  It seemed as if her only form of
rebellion was to insult me at every opportunity.  I smiled as I
always did, when someone got nasty with me, knowing, as usual,
that I would have the last laugh.  You see, on her fourth visit,
(of nine)  Tonya had made a rather serious blunder.  When I tried
to politely point it out to her, she had stood up and shouted at
me.  "Shut up, you incompetent old lard ass."  She spun around
and bolted out the door.  If that was how she wanted it, who was
I to argue.
     Finally, Tonya's last appointment came.  She had scheduled
her final meeting with me on the last day allowed by her
probation.  If her community service hours were not completed by
that night at midnight, she would be forced to serve jail time. 
Of course, Tonya had finished her hours a month earlier and was
only waiting until the last minute to add some drama and get some
press.  In the time I had seen her, her star had faded and she
was no longer in so much demand.  I chuckled a bit thinking back
on her refusal to give me an autograph.
     At three minutes to one, I saw her pull up in her truck. 
the publicity stunt had worked to some degree.  There were a
handful of reporters covering Tonya's last probation meeting. 
Would she make it?  Would the bad girl of skating have to spend
time in jail?  She was in rare form, shoving her way through the
crowd, looking every bit as bitchy as I had ever seen her.  She
was still trying to play angry over the release of that video
tape of her and Jeff.  I must admit, I had my own personal copy
and had stroked off to it several hundred times, knowing I would
one day have her autograph it for me.  
     I sat back in my chair confidently as Tonya stormed through
the door in her usual hurry.  It was a warm day out and she was
dressed as one would expect her to be on a day when the cameras
would be on her.  She wore a tight pair of Levi's, old, faded and
hugging her wonderfully full hips, a thin white T shirt, which
showed her bra straps at the shoulders and the back.  Her blonde
hair was pulled back tightly just as everyone remembered it from
her skating days.  Just the sight of her on this day made my cock
begin to throb with desire and anticipation.  "Sit down."  I said
to her pleasantly.
     "Cut the crap."  she snorted, plopping down in the chair
across from me.  "Just sign the fucking paper so I can get this
over with."
     "I could do that."  I said calmly.  "But I'd like to ask you
one more time for the small favor of your autograph."  This was
the moment of truth.  All I really wanted was for her to
autograph my tape for me.  If she did, I'd let her go and
overlook the mistake.  Tonya rolled her eyes and sighed heavily. 
"Would you please sign this?"  I asked, sliding the copy of her
video across my desk.
     "What is this crap?"  She yelled at me.  "You fucking
pervert."  She threw the tape at the wall, smashing it.  Tonya
stood quickly, flaming mad.  "You better sign my fucking paper
now before I march outside and tell the press what a pervert you
are."
     "Sit down."  I barked at her, not wanting her to simply bolt
>from  the room as she had done so many times before.  "You listen
to me you bitch."  I said, bringing a look of shock to her pretty
face.  "All I ever tried to do was help you get through this with
no snags. All I ever asked you for a damned autograph, and you
can't even give me that.  Well, that's just fine, because I think
I have something I want even more from you Miss bad girl."
     I pulled her release papers out of my desk along with her
documentation log.  She looked a bit relieved when I uncapped my
pen and help it over the papers.  "All I have to do is sign you
off on these community service hours and you are free to go." 
The pen touched the paper.  I looked up at her, our eyes meeting.
Her grin quickly faded to a look of contempt.
     "Sign them already, I hate being in this place with you." 
She barked.
     I sat up in my chair.  That was the last straw.  "There is a
problem however."  I said.
     "What the fuck...."  she started to protest, but I cut her
off curtly.
     "I tried to tell you a while ago, but you told me, I believe
your exact words were to shut the fuck up and mind my own
business."  My mocking tone seem to enrage her even more, brining
a rather attractive shade of red to her pale skin.  Without a
word, Tonya sat across from me, mouth open.  I handed her my log
book and continued.  "You'll see there that indeed you did
complete the required number of hours, however, you may want to
note the zip code for the Shady Hills Retirement home where fifty
seven of your hours were completed."  Her eyes never left the
pages, but Tonya remained quiet.  "You'll note that your
probation required you to complete all of your hours within this
county.  Shady Hills is in the next county over, therefore, it
does not qualify."
     Tonya looked up from my log book, a confused expression on
her pretty face.  She looked like the proverbial deer in the
headlights.  "But this is just a technicality, surely it can be
overlooked or fixed."  Her tone was weak, she wasn't sure what it
all meant, but I was about to make it very to clear to her.
     "Of course."  I replied.  "When I first brought it up, it
could have been easily corrected.. I could have filed a motion on
your behalf and all would have been well.  The problem is that
you did not want my help.  As I recall, you were pretty much a
bitch about the whole thing and now it's too late to fix it."
     Fear crossed Tonya's face for the first time, then anger
returned.  "It's not my fault you're too fucking incompetent to
do your job.  What do I have to do now, make up the damned hours
somewhere else?"
     I chuckled aloud.  "Oh no, it doesn't mean that.  The time
is past for you to make up for it.  What it means Ms. Harding, is
that you failed to complete your hours.  You know what that
means."  I leaned back and smiled as her angry expression faded
into one of sheer terror.
     "You don't mean."  she stammered.  "T-T-That I have to go to
j-j-jail do you?"
     I mocked her openly now.  "Y-Y-Yes I d-d-do mean you have to
g-g-go to j-j-jail."
     "But you can't do that.  You were supposed to help me."  She
responded, a note of desperation in her voice.
     "I tried to help you Tonya and all you ever did was treat me
like shit." I said.  "Now it's too late to make up the time.  I
really have no choice but to report you to the court and have you
carted straight to jail to serve your six months."
     That familiar look crossed her face.  The one that everyone
had seen at the Olympics when her lace broke.  It had turned me
on then, but now it made my cock throb in my pants.  Tears welled
in her eyes and her lips curled up, she started to whine like a
child.
     "Please, you can't let me go to jail.  I've worked so hard
and stayed out of trouble.  I did my time, you know I did.  I'm
sorry if I was a bitch to you, it's just that I've been through
so much with the scandal and the media.  Then Jeff released that
tape, my life has been Hell, please you've got to help me.  I
just can't go to jail, I'll do....."
     "Anything?"  I finished her sentence of her. "Will you
really do anything I say?"
     She hesitated a moment, "Yes, I suppose I will."
     "Well, I think I might be able to overlook the problem in
exchange let's say for an autographed copy of your movie.  You
know, to replace the one you broke."
     "All right, first thing tomorrow I'll go buy one and bring
it to you I promise."  A smile came back for just a moment, until
she saw that I was shaking my head slowly."
     "I'm afraid that won't do.  I really just don't trust you
Tonya." I said.
     "Well, can't I just sign the box for the other one, and you
can get a new tape.  I'll give you the money to buy one right
now."  She stood up and reached into her back pocket for her
wallet.
     "I'm afraid that won't do either, but I do know of something
we can do."  I replied.
     "Anything."  she said, that desperate whining coming back.
     I pointed to a video camera I had running at the side of the
office.  I always kept it running for security reasons, but now
had better plans for it.  "We can make our own video to replace
the one you ruined."
     Her tears stopped at once, those beautiful eyes opening wide
as she prepared to make a final charge at my authority.  "Fuck
you.  You can't do that.  No way I'm doing anything like that
with you."
     "You are right of course.  I can't make you do anything with
me.  What I can do is simply pass along this information and let
the courts handle it."  I picked up the phone and hit zero. 
"Hello, security, I think I may need....."
     "No."  Tonya pleaded.  "Wait, we can work this out."
     "Hold on."  I said into the receiver, dropping it away from
my mouth.  "Do we have a deal?"  I whispered to Tonya. "Whatever
I say?"  She nodded, defeated, then began to sob.  "Forget it,
I've got everything under control."  I said, hanging up the
phone.
     I let her cry for a few minutes, knowing that she was so
well rehearsed at tearing up that she would continue the charade
for a while.  Finally, I spoke.  "All right, let's get on with
this.  You want me to overlook the problem with your community
service hours.  I can do that, but in return I want you to make a
video with me.  We're going to do all the things you did with
Jeff in the original video and then some.  You are to do whatever
I tell you.  Is that understood?"
     "But what if....."  she tried to interject.
     "No buts."  I shouted.  "If you want to stay out of jail,
you will be mine for the next hour or so.  If you don't go along
with anything I say, I'll make the call and you will behind bars
within the hour and licking pussy by sundown.  I'm sure a
celebrity like you will be really popular in jail.  Is that
clear?"  She nodded.  "Do we have a deal?"  Looking up at me with
defeat in her eyes, Tonya nodded.
     "Good."  I replied, standing up to retrieve the video
camera.  "We are going to start out like the other tape, you
showing off your hot body.  I sat on the edge of the desk not
three feet from her and began running the video camera.  "Stand
up."  I ordered.  After a moment of hesitation, she stood and
moved the chair back away from herself.  "Why don't you give this
tape a nice into Tonya."  I said.  "Start with you name and what
we are going to do."  She looked a bit puzzled and stood silently
for a long moment.
     I took the camera from my eyes and shut it off.  "I want you
to talk a little about who you are and what we will be doing on
this tape."  I instructed her.
     "But I don't know what we are going to do."  She answered
     "Oh Tonya, stop being so coy, it will only make it worse
later.  You know what I want.  I want you to talk to the camera
like a foul mouthed little whore, to describe in detail what you
will be begging me to do to your body and how much you love every
minute of it."  I put the camera back to my eye.  "Oh and Tonya."
 I added.  "You better make it believable."
     She took a deep breath, wiping tears from her cheeks and
stared into the camera.  "I want you to know I hate you for
this."  She said with the last of her defiance.
     "Let the action begin."  Was my only response.
     With a heavy sigh, Tonya began to speak.  "Hi there, I'm
Tonya Harding, and because of some special circumstances, I am
going to have to make this video with my probation officer.  I'm
going to take off my clothes for him then have sex with him."  I
peeked around the viewfinder and gave Tonya a disapproving
glance.  She apparently got the message and continued.  "Which is
fine with me, because I've been thinking about him since we first
met, wanting to see what he had in his pants.  Oh how I have
wanted to see his cock and put it in my mouth.  I can't wait to
finally get a chance to suck on his big prick, it makes my pussy
wet just thinking about it."
     "Good Tonya." I said.  "Why don't you show off your body a
bit, let's see just how let that hot pussy of yours really is."
     Her T-shirt came off first, up and over her head, exposing
her tight flat stomach and muscular arms.  Her plain white bra
held her small breasts in place tightly.  Tonya ran her hands
over them sexily, squeezing the soft flesh of her tits together
invitingly.  She kicked off her tennis shoes and began to undo
her tight blue jeans.  "This is what you want to see isn't it?" 
She asked as she seductively popped each button her Levi's 
"You're just dying to see what's in my pants aren't you?"
     She turned around and slid her jeans over her full hips and
down her ass.  She wore a pair of plain white cotton panties that
stretched tightly over her big round ass.  Tonya wiggled her hips
seductively as she pulled her pants the rest of the way down and
stepped out of them.  She tossed the balled up jeans over my
head.  Now she stood before me in just her panties and bra,
facing me.  The fronts of her highly muscled thighs looked so
inviting I wanted nothing more than to throw my camera down and
dive between them.   That would have ruined the little show, but
it might have been worth it.
     "Get ready."  she purred.  "You're about to see the rest of
me."  She reached behind her and unhooked her bra, keeping eye
contact with the camera at all times.  Tonya had done this
before.  My mind raced at all of the possible home movies that
someone had stored away somewhere.  With a graceful shrug of her
shoulders the bra slid down her arms, which Tonya carefully
positioned to cover her breasts.  The bra was now around her
wrists, her arms fully extended before her, pushing her covered
tits together to make a nice looking cleavage.  "Wanna see my
tits?"  she purred like a true pro.  
     With a flip of her wrist, the bra flew back over my head. 
Tonya slowly raised her arms directly over her head, making a
show out of revealing her tits to the camera.  They were far from
perfect, rather small with a decided droop to them, but she had
perfect, suckable nipples that stood up proudly.  After letting
me stare at them for a few moments, Tonya took her tits in her
hands and began to squeeze them, pinching her nipples between her
thumbs and forefingers, causing them to be pink and erect in
seconds.  "Are you going to suck my tits later?"  she asked. 
"That turns me on so much, it makes me lose control of myself." 
I made a mental note of that and smiled at the spectacle in the
viewfinder.
     Her hands worked down to the waistband of her white panties
and she hooked her thumbs inside.  With a graceful spin, she was
facing away from me and bent over at the waist as she pulled down
her panties, exposing her round white ass to the camera.  Tonya
had put on a little weight since the other video, but her ass was
still firm, tight from daily skating workouts.  She spread her
legs far enough her to peek back at the camera from between her
thick hard thighs.  Smiling back at me Tonya slapped her ass to
demonstrate how hard it was.  With each smack of her palm,
Tonya's ass quivered only slightly.  The spanking continued until
her ass cheeks were glowing pink for the abuse.  Only then did
she turn back around and give me a good look at her pussy.  Her
full bush of pussy hair had been trimmed short and neat in a
small triangle just above her lips which were visibly moist from
her self stimulation.  Now Tonya was naked in front of me except
for a pair of white socks which she wore bunched around her
ankles.
     "Well," she said, licking her lips.  "What will you have me
do now?"
     I could have spent all night answering that one.

     As Tonya stood naked before me, I could think of a thousand
ways I wanted her to please me, but somehow I knew this would be
my only shot, and decided to make the most of it.  "Play with
yourself."  I said from behind the camera.
     Tonya took a step back and lifted her ass up onto the edge
of my desk.  I moved around in front of her to get a good camera
angel as she spread her thighs apart, giving me a very good look
at the pink folds of her moist pussy.  With both hands, she began
to stroke her thighs up and down, bringing visible goose flesh to
the smooth pale skin.  Her breathing had gotten heavier and now
her nipples were standing at one hundred percent stiffness. 
Tonya was getting off on putting on such a great show.
     By the time her fingers reached her neatly trimmed bush,
Tonya was panting and writhing around on my desk.  Her pussy
juice was visibly flowing from her slit, as I zoomed in for a
nice close-up of that oh so hot gash.  She slipped the index and
ring fingers of her right hand in between her wet lips and up her
cunt, making a sexy squishing sound as they penetrated her wet
folds.  Her other hand was now traveling over the rest of her
body, exploring her stomach, breasts, thighs and face.  As I
pulled back to get a better shot of her whole body, Tonya began
to suck on her fingers as if they were a cock, making loud
slurping and cooing sounds.  Her climax seemed to be approaching
rapidly.
     I decided to give her a bit of encouragement.  "That's good
Tonya, finger your pussy, I can see how wet it is, I just know
you're getting ready to cum aren't you?"  I asked.
     "Yes!"  she hissed, throwing her head back and jamming a
third finger inside of her.  The other hand was now hard at work
rubbing her clit.  She was falling into a good rhythm now and her
tight stomach muscles began to tremble uncontrollably.  The
thought of letting her cum at that moment was an appealing one,
but  I knew that I would need her at a high sexual pitch if I was
going to proceed with my plans.  When she had taken herself to
the very edge of climax, I shouted "Cut!"  She looked up, but my
command did not register immediately so I yelled again.  "I said
cut, now stop that you bitch."  Reluctantly, Tonya stopped moving
her hands.  "Take your hands away from your cunt."  I said
sternly.  "I don't want you to cum yet."
     "Oh please."  She begged.  "I am so fucking close, I just
have to cum, its been so long."  Her hands returned
uncontrollably to her dripping pussy.
     "No."  I stated more firmly.  "You will do what I say when I
say to do it."  I walked over and picked up the tripod from the
corner of my office.  Tonya watched, her eyes begging me to let
her finish while I set the camera up near the desk looking at
Tonya from a side view.  When I was finished, I motioned for her
to get off of the desk.  She complied and I replaced  her,
sitting on the edge with my feet dangling.  "Kiss me."  I said
when I was comfortably seated.
     Tonya approached me apprehensively and bent her face down to
mine.  Never in a million years could she ever have imagined that
she would be kissing me. I could see in her eyes that she still
was not thrilled by the idea, but she knew that she had no other
choice.  As our lips met, I reached around and pulled her towards
me, my hands touching her back, feeling the muscular build of
this worked class athlete.  Her lips her warm and dry from all
the heavy panting she had been doing while fingering herself, but
they were very soft.  Perfect kissing lips.  I had dreamed of
kissing these lips for so long, and now that I was actually doing
it, I wanted the feeling to go on forever.  At first, she did not
return my kiss, just sort of holding her lips against mine, but
as my hands began to explore her body, down her back, over her
ass and to her strong thighs, I felt her body begin to relax in
my arms.  She wrapped her arms around me and pulled herself in
closer between my legs.  As I snaked my hard around to her inner
thigh, I could feel her love juices flowing down her legs.  Tonya
began to return my kisses, and parted her sweet lips, sending her
tongue in search of mine.     
     Our tongues intertwined and wrestled in our mouths as we
kissed passionately for several minutes.  I explored Tonya's body
with my hands, admiring the feel of her hard body, turning me on
even more.  When we finally broke our kiss to gasp for breath, I
held her at an arm's length from me and gave her the next order. 
"Suck me."  I said, my desires unmistakable.  In a wink, Tonya
was on her knees in front of me, her neck straining to reach my
crotch.  I handed her a pillow for her to kneel on not for her
comfort but so she could properly reach my cock.
     She undid my trousers and I raised up slightly to allow her
to pull them off.  I unbuttoned my shirt while Tonya took off my
shoes and socks.  Her hands felt so warm and soft as she caressed
my feet, moving up my legs slowly, brining her body closer to
mine, her face inching towards my already throbbing prick.  She
looked into my eyes and parted her lips like a shark moving in
for food.  The approving smile on her face told me that she like
what she saw.  I may not be any John Holmes, but I'd seen the
video what she was used to.  I knew my cock was at least two
inches bigger than her ex-husband's.  
     Tonya licked her lips and let out a low moan as her hands
worked up my thighs until one of them was wrapped around my balls
and the other encircled the base of my cock.   At the last
minute, she looked into my eyes and said.  "One thing, I don't
take cum in my mouth."  Before I could respond, Tonya slipped the
swollen head of my cock between her warm lips and into her hot,
wet mouth.  It was like being in an oven.  The inside of her
mouth was actually hot, like I had never felt before.  She
effortlessly slid my rod to the back of her throat, pausing
slightly, then taking the last few inches.  Her lips pressed
tightly around the base of my dick and she beat a rhythm against
the head with her very talented tongue.  I could have cum in ten
seconds had I not held back.  She was really quite a talented
little cock sucker and I let her know it in no uncertain terms.
     "Oh Tonya, you suck cock so well.  You are a prick hungry
little slut aren't you?"  She moaned against my prick in
response, turning her beautiful eyes upward and nodding.  
     Sliding me out of her mouth, she said to me.  "Yes, I love a
good hard cock in my mouth, especially a nice big fat one like
this."  With that, Tonya returned to her cocksucking, slowly
swallowing me to the root, then letting all by my head slip out
between her soft wet lips.  The sight of my cock buried in
Tonya's mouth was too much.  There was no way I was going to be
able to hold out much longer, so I just sat back and let myself
enjoy the wondrous feelings that her mouth was giving me.
     Tonya began to squeeze my balls with one hand while jerking
my rod with the other, following her lip strokes with her tight
hand motions.  This was just too much and I began to moan in
anticipation of great release.  "Remember,"  she whispered up to
me, taking her mouth away and jerking my cock faster in her fist.
"I don't take cum in my mouth."
     I reached down and grabbed Tonya by the back of the head,
forcing her mouth back around my now throbbing prick.  "You do
now bitch."  I hissed.  "Don't forget who runs the show here,
you'll take it in your mouth and love it."  She didn't struggle
too much as I shoved my cock back into her hot mouth.  All she
did was just increase the incredible friction on my shaft.  I
could feel my balls begin to tremble in Tonya's palm, she gave
them a final squeeze, sending me over the edge.  I could feel my
cum shooting up from my balls out into Tonya's mouth.  I could
hear little noises as she tried not to gag on all the semen I was
pumping into her mouth.  "Don't you swallow."  I grunted, not
wanting to miss the chance to see all my cum on her face.  For
someone who says she doesn't take cum in her mouth, Tonya had
little trouble sucking every last drop of fuck fluid from my
throbbing dick.
     She held her lips tightly around my cock, keeping as much
cum in her mouth as possible without swallowing it, but there was
just too much.  It eventually began to leak out around the sides
of her mouth and down her chin, dripping onto her tits and
running down her body.  Tonya seemed to sense how sexy this would
look and turned her body slightly to the camera so that it could
be caught on tape.  When the last shudders of my climax died, I
guided her head away from my softening prick.  Tonya was careful
to tilt her head back slightly so as not to spill any of my cum
>from  her mouth.  I complemented her on her talents.  "That's very
good Tonya.  Don't you spill a drop of it.  you're such a good
cock sucker, I just wanted the camera to see how much you made me
cum.  Show the camera all that sticky hot cum on your body and in
your mouth."
     She turned more towards the camera now and rubbed the thick
white goo into her tits bringing her cum covered fingers to her
cheeks and rubbing it in there as well.  Then she opened her
mouth a bit, showing how full it was with my love juices. 
Swishing it around with her tongue for a moment, Tonya glanced
sideways at me then closed her lips and jealously swallowed my
seed.  After it was all down her gullet, Tonya licked her lips
and gave a satisfied "Ahhh."  As if to say that I was good to the
last drop.  Then she licked each of her fingers clean right there
in front of me.  
     The sight of her erotic acts had my cock well on the road to
recovery for the rest of our adventure when Tonya stood and
reached across my desk for her clothes.  "What do you think
you're doing?"  I asked, her body pressed against mine as she
leaned over me.
     Turning her head back to face me, she replied matter of
factly.  "I'm getting my clothes so I can get the fuck out of
here.  I got you off, and even pretended to like it.  That's as
much as I'm willing to do."  
     "I'm afraid that wasn't our deal."  I said, using my arms to
pin her across my lap.  She struggled and was strong, but I had
the advantage of a good angle to hold her down.  "I am not
through with you yet."  I added.
     She struggled on my lap, kicking her feet, but I was able to
hold her still.  "No way."  she screamed.  "I gave you head,
that's all.  No way, I'm fucking you, no way at all."
     "I think you'll change your mind if you think about it.  How
will that look for your new public image?  How well will you hold
up in jail for nine months?"  I accentuated each question with a
solid slap on her round firm ass.  Each blow seemed to take some
of the fight out of her.  I continued to pose to her the
questions that I knew she did not wish to answer. "Would you
rather I turn you in?  Let you rot in jail a while?  It's all up
to you.  You can cooperate for a while with me or you can get
tossed around and used as a dyke love toy in jail Tonya.  You
tell me which you want."
     Her ass was glowing red now from my spanking, but she had
stopped her thrashing around.  Quiet sobs escaped her mouth as
she softly cried, but as my hand slipped down between her thighs,
I was shocked to find so much of her juices flowing out of her
cunt.  I spanked her again, even harder, making her sob loudly. 
"Shall I keep on spanking your ass slut or are you going to
answer me?  Which do you want Tonya?  Me or jail?"
     "You."  She cried out.  "I want you."
     "You want me to what?"  I asked, smacking her ass again. 
"Tell me."
     "I want your cock.  I want you to fuck me.  Please fuck me."
 Tonya screamed out.
     I stood quickly, knocking the surprised woman from my lap to
the floor.  She looked up, shocked as I stood over her.  "Get
up."  I snapped, pulling her up by her elbow.  I kissed her hard
and fast before spinning her around the other way and shoving her
down onto the desk, ass up.  Her feet barley reached the floor in
this position and she went onto her tip toes as I positioned
myself behind her, my now hard cock rubbing against her wet pussy
lips.  Tonya spread her legs a little wider to accommodate my
body.  I rubbed the head of my prick along her slick opening,
lubing it up for an easier entry.
     As I thrust forward, I could feel Tonya's wet outer lips
open up and welcome me into her hot pussy.  It felt as if they
were actually sucking me deeper inside of her.  Tonya had the
tightest pussy I could ever have imagined.  Even as wet as she
was, it gripped me like a vice as I gently stroked in and out of
her.  My moans of pleasure were matched by her own as our bodies
came together.  "It's been so long."  she groaned.  
     Comfortable now, I began to pick up the pace a bit, lifting
Tonya slightly off the floor with each stroke. I gripped her full
hips now as I fucked her with short hard strokes, loving the way
her sexy ass jiggled slightly as my body slammed against it.  She
was whimpering again very quickly and fucking back against me. 
:Oh God,"  she moaned.  "I need to cum so bad.  Please let me
cum."  She begged.  "Turn me over and fuck me hard."
     This wasn't in my plans, but I decided I would go ahead and
do as she asked.  Slowly, I pulled out of her and stepped back as
Tonya repositioned herself on the edge of the desk, now facing
my, her thighs spread wide, leaning back on her elbows.  She was
a truly beautiful sight as she rubbed her soft pussy invitingly. 
"Come on,"  she whispered.  "Fuck me."
     Once again, I moved in between her strong thighs, my cock in
my hand, guiding its way back into Tonya's tight tunnel.  In this
position it was much easier for me to penetrate deep inside of
her.  Once I was buried to the hilt, she wrapped her legs around
me and locked the ankles behind me.  Her grip was so powerful.  I
knew if she wanted to, she could have ended my little power trip
by squeezing me hard enough to break my back, but at this moment
all Tonya wanted was for me fuck her hard and fast until she
came.
     Remembering her earlier requests, I bent my head down and
took one of her hard nipples between my teeth as I pounded away
at Tonya's pussy.  Sucking and biting away at it like mad was a
bit difficult as her wild movements caused her tits to flop 
about, but it seemed to be bringing her close to orgasm.  I had
already decided that this time I would not stop her from cumming,
so I held her tightly in my arms and continued to stroke away,
matching her rhythm and biting at her nipple.
     Beyond control, Tonya began to talk like the filthy white
trash slut most of America had always thought she was.  "Fuck
me."  she cried.  "Fuck  my tight pussy with that big had prick. 
I love to be fucked.  Make me cum, pound me, nail me, make me
cuuuummmm."  Her squeals were cut off as she bit down hard on my
shoulder, her passion uncontrollable as she came.  I could feel
her strong inner muscles squeeze away at my dick, milking me like
a hand might.  The pain from my shoulder helped keep me from
going over the edge, which was lucky because this wasn't how I
wanted to end it.
     I continued to thrust into her until her spasms subsided,
then I tried to pull away, but Tonya's grip held me tight.  "It's
all right."  she said.  "You can cum in me, I'm on the pill."
     Bending to her and kissing her gently I replied.  "I want
you from behind like before so I can see your sexy ass." 
Nodding, Tonya released me and returned to her original position
on her belly with her ass in the air, standing on her toes, the
muscles on her calves and thighs so pronounced.  I moved in
again, penetrating her in one long slow stroke then pulling back
out.
     Tonya moaned in protest and turned around with a questioning
look in her eyes.  I knew it was now or never so I leaned my
weight forward, pinning her to the desk.  With one hand I took
her by the hand while the other guided my dripping cock along her
slit until it was nestled between her ass cheeks.  A look of
alarm crossed her face and she started to squirm again.  "Hey." 
she cried out.  "No you don't I've never taken it in my ass, I'm
not about to start now."
     I twisted her arm upwards just enough for her to feel it. 
"I told you already, you don't have a choice.  I am going to fuck
you up the ass Tonya, so I suggest you do as I say right now. 
Spread your ass cheeks for me."  I let her arm go and grabbed a
handful of her blonde hair, holding it like a reign.  She
struggled at first, put a quick tug on her hair stopped that
immediately.  Reluctantly, Tonya brought her hands back to her
ass and pulled her cheeks apart, exposing her tight rosebud to
me.
     My cock was well lubed as it rested against Tonya's virgin
asshole.  I whispered to her.  "Beg me."
     With the sneer I had grown to love, she hissed through
clenched teeth.  "Please, fuck my ass, shove it in me."
     Her last word trailed off into a cry as I pushed the head of
my dick in past her resistant sphincter.  It clamped down on my
shaft with just the head in Tonya.  Her face showed signs of a
struggle to relax.  "Just fucking do it."  She panted.  "Put it
all the way in."
     I held onto her hip with my free hand and pushed as hard as
I could, sliding my cock into her very tight back door.  The
resistance seemed to lessen as more and more of my prick went
inside of her until at last my groin rested firmly against
Tonya's ass.  She had stopped crying out and  was now breathing
rapidly, trying to adjust to the feel of me inside her ass.  I
held still for a few moments to let her get used to it, and to
keep myself from shooting off from the intense pleasure of it
all.. 
     At last, Tonya opened her eyes and looked at me.  "Go on." 
she said.  "This is what you wanted now fuck my ass."
     That was all the encouragement I needed and I began to
slowly pull back, feeling Tonya's asshole grip my shaft as I
withdrew.  I got almost out then thrust forward again, this time
picking up speed.  The going was much easier and Tonya had begun
to moan in a more pleasant manner.  There was no way I could hold
out for long no matter what I did, so I just started to slam into
her ass harder and faster.  I was inside of the tightest ass I'd
ever experienced and I was loving ever second of it.  Our bodies
slapped loudly together as I fucked Tonya's ass.  At some point,
one of her hands let go of her ass cheek to work on her pussy.
     When I could feel myself cross the line, and knew I was
going to erupt. I pulled out of Tonya's ass, with a loud pop. 
She was a bit startled at first, but knew what I wanted.  She
dropped to the floor in a flash, her hand never leaving her
pussy.  With her free hand, she grabbed my shaft and stuffed it
into her mouth, drowning out her moans.  She jerked my cock
straight into her mouth as she fingered herself to the brink of
climax.  Just as I felt the first of my sperm racing from my
balls, Tonya took my cock from her mouth to scream out in orgasm
as well. She continued to stroke my cock rapidly, brining the
spray of hot thick cum out of my cock and onto her upturned face.

     This time Tonya held her mouth wide open and lapped away at
the streams of jizz I shot across her face.  All of the penned up
lust I had for this woman came spilling out.  I did not stop
shooting until Tonya's face and hair were coated in white goo. 
When I finally did stop cumming, she kept going for a few moments
before collapsing onto the floor, a sweaty, cum covered,
beautiful mess.
     After Tonya and I dressed, I signed off her probation slip,
thanked her for a wonderful time and said good bye.
     "Maybe when I come back in three months for my check in we
can watch the tape."  She said to me, winking as she walked out
the door.  
     I can hardly wait.

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