Defiled Young Police Officer

By: The Cryptkeeper

   WARNING: Please do not read this work if subjects containing
rape and violence offend you.

   Officer Michelle Baker had only recently graduated from the
police Academy and finished field training, and already moved to
undercover duty in the narcotics unit.  Sergeant Laura Fields
resented the young Officer Baker's beauty and instant success.
Michelle had what Laura desired - a thin, petite figure, fair,
smooth skin, blue eyes, shiny brown hair, and most of all Jack's
attention!

   Besides her physical attributes, Michelle possessed a bubbly
personality that illuminated the gloomiest room with a contagious
smile and perfect teeth.  Even Captain Anderson noticed Michelle
and talked about her moving up in the ranks quickly when it had
taken Laura 12 years of hard work to earn her position.  The
ambitious 23-year-old Michelle threatened to soon outrank the
32-year-old Laura, who approached middle age feeling insecure and
bitter.  Michelle had everything going for her, Laura thought.

   Sergeant Laura Fields secretly nurtured a strong jealousy
toward the lovely, young police officer, which she successfully
concealed beneath her business-like, professional facade.  When
Jack - Laura's ex-fiancé - had noticed Michelle it stoked Laura's
animosity more.  Laura had dated Jack for three years and their
relationship seemed headed toward matrimony until Michelle
innocently caught Jack's eye at a recent squad party.  The
relationship between Laura and Jack started deteriorating after
that evening, and Laura mistakenly believed Michelle caused their
troubles.

   Laura accidentally met the City's biggest drug dealer, Reggie
Johnson, one evening when off duty slamming down screwdrivers at
a local bar. Reggie had long been suspected of dealing drugs and
possibly trafficking young females.  Unfortunately, the police
never gathered enough evidence to charge Reggie for any of his
undertakings.  Reggie operated skillfully, making sure to always
cover his tracks.

   "You're not such a bad guy," Laura slurred after finishing
another drink with Reggie.

   "You ain't so bad yourself" Reggie replied.

   "Another round for me and my big, black friend here," Laura
barked to the bartender.  She turned to Reggie and continued,
"You just need to be on the lookout for her.  You can do me a big
favor by taking care of that female rookie for me.  The little
bitch needs a lesson."

   "What's this rookie of yours look like?" Reggie questioned.
Laura had sparked his interest.

   "She's just your type - I heard you have a preference for
young, white girls - about twenty-three or twenty-four years old,
petite, five foot six inches tall, 120 pounds, light complexion,
with brown hair, blue eyes, and perfect curves in all the right
places - a real doll.  Here, I think I might have a photo of
her," Laura said as she pulled out her iPhone and thumbed through
the pictures she had taken at the squadron Christmas Party last
year.

   "Wow, is she married?" Reggie asked when Laura showed him the
picture with Michelle in it.

   "Yea, the little bitch has been married for about two years
from what I understand.  But her husband is enlisted in the Army
and is deployed in Afghanistan until next year.

   "What's in this for me?" Reggie asked.

   "What do you mean, `what's in this for you?'?  I'm keeping you
out of jail; isn't that enough?  Let's just say that if you
scratch my back, I'll scratch yours.  You keep Officer Baker
distracted and throw me some small fish now and then, and I'll
help you stay out of trouble.  Besides, maybe you will be lucky -
although I highly doubt it with that stuck-up, little bitch - and
get in her pants," Laura responded with a chuckle.

   Laura had planted her seeds of hate and planned to harvest
them soon.

   Michelle missed her husband, Jeff, and worried about him
terribly.  The narcotics unit would keep her busy and help keep
her mind off Jeff's long deployment to Afghanistan, she thought.
But behind her self-confident exterior, Michelle felt a little
insecure about her new assignment to undercover work.  Her entire
future - as well as the safety of her informant, Lateasha Green -
depended on how she performed.  She could not mess this up.

   Lateasha brought Michelle to a nasty bar in the worst part of
town to meet Reggie Johnson, who they suspected of racketeering
and having ties with organized crime.

   "Hi Reggie, baby,” Lateasha said as she hugged and kissed the
huge black guy who came over to their table.

   Before her work as a cop, Michelle had very little contact
with black people.  She felt particularly uncomfortable around
black men.  Reggie looked like he spent all his time at the gym
and made her even more nervous. He must have been at least six
foot four and 250 pounds of solid muscle, she thought.

   "Reggie, this is my good friend Michelle," Lateasha said.
“Michelle was hoping you might be able to hook her up with some
good stuff.”

   Reggie greeted Michelle with a great big smile, revealing a
number of gold teeth in his mouth.  "Hi Michelle, nice to make
your acquaintance." Reggie scooted in to their booth right up
against Michelle.  "It looks like you are the minority here,"
Reggie said to her.

   Michelle, already uncomfortable with Reggie up against her,
glanced around noting everyone else in this place was black as
well.

   "I'd notice a pretty thing like you before.  Where you from?"
Reggie inquired pretending not to know Michelle's identity.

   "I just moved here from Baltimore," Michelle answered.

   "Never been there," Reggie said.  "So what kind of `stuff' are
you looking for?"

   "My drug of preference is coke, but depending on what you've
got, I'm always open to new things," Michelle responded coyly.

   "You realize I don't personally deal in illegal drugs," Reggie
claimed with a wink.  "Of course, I may be able to set you up
with people who do. But I need to know you better first," Reggie
continued.  "How's about you and me have dinner tonight?"

   "I'd love to under different circumstances," Michelle replied
holding up her left hand and flashing her wedding band.  "But
unfortunately, I'm married."

   Reggie started sliding out from their booth.  "That's too bad,
honey. Unfortunately, I'm afraid I can't help you then," he said
beginning to leave.

   Michelle couldn't let this opportunity pass.  If she gained
Reggie's confidence, he might reveal his suppliers to her and she
could make a huge bust.

   "I guess I could have dinner with you since my husband is our
of town for the week," Michelle blurted.

   "Great," Reggie replied with a big smile that flashed his gold
teeth. We'll have dinner at Bella Donna's.  I'll have my guy pick
you up at 6:00 pm then.

   Under normal circumstances, Michelle would never date a black
man even if she wasn't married.  But she dolled herself up for
Reggie by wearing a light blue halter dress extending several
inches above her knees that complimented her already perfect
figure and revealed her slender legs up to her lower thigh.  She
wanted to entice Reggie into trusting her through her looks.

   She wasn't exactly following proper protocol by meeting Reggie
like this. But Michelle, blinded by her ambition, felt safe
meeting him out in public at an upscale restaurant.  A limousine
arrived promptly at 6:00 pm to pick her up.

   After traveling in the limousine for over 30 minutes, Michelle
didn't recognize their location.  She knocked on the separation
window.  When it lowered she questioned the driver, "We're
supposed to be going to Bella Donna's.  This doesn't look like
the way," she said.

   The dark driver, who appeared to be Haitian, replied: "Desole
que je ne parle pas anglais."

   Where was he taking her?  Michelle thought maybe she made a
mistake. Not wanting Reggie to accidentally learn her identity,
she left her gun and badge at home.  She still had her cell phone
and considered calling for help; but that would ruin the whole
operation, blow her cover, and expose Lateasha as an informant.
As a result Lateasha would likely be killed and Michelle's career
as a cop would be over.  Michelle nervously sat back in the seat
and waited to see where this ride would take her.

The limousine arrived at a popular club located in a bad part of
town.

Michelle was brought to a nicely furnished apartment located
above the dancing and revelry.  The quarters must have been very
well insulated because aside from the thumping of bass, the music
was muted.  Although everything appeared normal, something in the
atmosphere of this place Michelle couldn’t quite identify, but
felt at her core, breathed evil, darkness, and despair.

Michelle had to find a way not to blow her cover.  She needed to
put this low-life drug dealer away for all the lives he ruined.
“No thanks.  I never mix business with pleasure,” Michelle
responded to Reggie’s offer to try some coke.

“Something isn’t right about you.  It’s customary to try some
product before purchasing,” Reggie said pretending to be
suspicious.  His eyes wandered over Michelle’s tight little body
as she faced him.  She tried concealing her nervousness, but
Reggie could smell her fear like a predatory animal.

A knock on the door distracted him and provided Michelle with a
welcome interruption.  “Come in,” Reggie yelled.

A bald, burly black man as large as Reggie entered.  Michelle
thought he might be one of the bouncers from the night club
below.

Reggie raised his eyebrows inquisitively and the man nodded
affirmatively back to his boss.

Michelle suddenly found herself between these two huge black men.
 “Sit down,” Reggie barked to her in a commanding tone.  Michelle
hesitantly sat on the big leather sofa behind her. Before
Michelle realized what was happening, Reggie was on top of her
lap holding her wrists down.

“What are you doing?  Let go of me!” Michelle yelled. She could
hardly move beneath Reggie’s weight.

Michelle thought she felt something constrict around her left
bicep, but was too busy struggling with Reggie to notice the
rubber tube the other black man tied around her arm.

After a few moments, Michelle realized the discomfort around her
arm was caused by a tourniquet.  She saw that the other black man
held a syringe filled with a clear liquid.

“I don’t shoot up, man,” Michelle frantically yelled.  She had to
stop them from putting that garbage inside her.  “I just came to
buy some coke.  Get that shit away from me.”

Reggie became excited watching Michelle’s eyes grow large with
fear, anticipating this attractive, white, female cop soon
becoming one of his drug addicted playthings. “I thought you said
you were open to trying new things earlier?” Reggie rhetorically
questioned. “You seem a little tense. LeRoy here is going to give
you something to help you relax.”

Michelle ineffectually squirmed beneath Reggie as the needle
approached her distended veins. “No, let me go.  I’ve got money.
I don’t want to shoot up.  I just want to buy some coke.”

“Hold still or LeRoy’s going to keep poking you with that needle.
 I will sell you some coke after you get high for me and prove
you ain’t no undercover pig,” Reggie said.

Michelle watched the needle finally hit one her veins.

“No, please don’t do this to me,” she pleaded as she watched the
contents of the syringe empty into her virgin veins.  Her eyes
nervously travelled from the needle to Reggie’s face.  She felt
Leroy remove the tourniquet.

Reggie grew hard watching this proud and self-confident
undercover police officer succumb to the debasing effects of his
drugs. She was probably fighting to maintain her senses, he
thought studying the change in Michelle’s eyes as the potent and
very addictive chemical travelled through her vascular system to
pleasure centers in her brain. Her mental clarity likely
disappeared as a drug induced fog set in as suggested by her
dilated pupils.


“Noooooh, what did you give me?” Michelle asked in a distant
voice as she arched her back off the couch and feebly
attempted to pull her wrists from Reggie’s grip before collapsing
beneath him again.

Reggie released Michelle’s wrists and moved his hand up her
skirt.  He rubbed her pussy through her silk panties.

“Oh……no……stop it,” Michelle whispered.  She tried closing her
legs to avoid the stimulation.

“Give me a few hours alone with her,” Reggie said to the other
big black man. “I’m going to break this one in personally.  And
dog, send Lisa up to give me a hand with her,” Reggie added
before Leroy left.

A few minutes later a cute slender brunette about 25-years-old
with big blue eyes, entered wearing small, shiny, black leather
shorts that fit her round butt like her own skin.  A pair of
shiny black leather boots that matched her shorts reached more
than half way up to her knees at the end of her long, smooth,
legs. A sexy, pink midriff displayed her flat abdomen.  Lisa
wondered what type of perversion Reggie wanted her to perform
with him on the way up.  She was a college graduate, former
social worker, and devoted wife herself before Reggie repeatedly
raped her and got her hooked on drugs.  Now Lisa willingly fucked
Reggie and his friends in exchange for more narcotics.

“I want you to meet your new girlfriend, Michelle,” Reggie said
to Lisa with his nauseating smile.  You two are going to become
intimate and know each other really well.  Now get your little
tight, white ass over here, and help me get this bitch’s clothes
off,” Reggie snapped.

Reggie pulled Michelle up into a sitting position momentarily for
Lisa to remove the light blue halter dress she wore.

“What are you doing?  Leave me alone,” Michelle complained while
struggling with Reggie as Lisa quickly tugged the dress up over
her head and then swiftly unfastened her bra.  Reggie laid
Michelle back down on the couch, wearing only her unclasped blue
silk bra loosely resting on top of her firm, round breasts and
her matching lace trim French cut panties.

Lisa looked at the beautiful, young girl lying in only her
underwear. She appeared familiar.  “Where have I seen her
before?” Lisa thought to herself.

“You’re high as a kite bitch, and still gaining altitude,” Reggie
said to the poor girl.

Reggie turned to Lisa, “Get her underwear off, bitch.  I want you
to make her cum till she crawls out of her skin.”

Reggie watched Lisa remove Michelle’s bra revealing beautifully
shaped breasts topped with pale pink areolas that were perfect
circles a little larger than quarters.  Her nipples were not hard
yet.

“What did you give her?” Lisa asked Reggie.

“We shot her up with a hit of Climex,” Reggie snickered.

Lisa raised her eyebrows at Reggie’s response.  It would be easy
to make this girl cum if she was on Climex.  The extremely
addictive drug stimulated pleasure centers in the brain, making
users euphoric and intensifying their sense of touch.  It had the
added bonus of multiplying sexual responses in females.  But one
hit was enough for seasoned users. This girl didn’t have any
track marks on her and didn’t have the haggard appearance of a
long-time drug addict.

Lisa put her thumbs under the waistband of Michelle’s panties and
hesitated for a moment staring up at Michelle’s face.  She
suddenly remembered working with Michelle on a child abuse call
once.  This was Officer Baker!

“Hurry up and get her panties off! I want to see you eating her
pussy and making her cum like you love the bitch,” Reggie
commanded.

Lisa gently began pulling on Michelle’s panties but Michelle’s
fingers instinctively attempted to hold on to the fabric. Lisa
noticed Michelle’s wedding band and wished she didn’t have to do
this to her.  Officer Baker was such a nice, self-confident,
police officer.

“No, please don’t do this to me,” Michelle whimpered.

Lisa remembered how embarrassed and disgusted she had felt the
first few times Reggie’s bisexual girlfriend performed oral sex
on her and forced her to cum.  But she gradually annealed to
having sex with women – just as she had done with having Reggie’s
enormous, black cock in her pussy – eventually enjoying it as
much as with men, and sometimes more because women instinctively
know how to touch each other.

“It’s going to be okay, baby,” Lisa reassured as she carefully
pried Michelle’s fingers from the delicate silk and resumed
sliding Michelle’s panties down her legs, revealing a cleanly
shaven bikini area and a neatly trimmed landing strip.  “I’m not
going to hurt you, but I have to make you cum for Reggie,” Lisa
continued.

With the dose of narcotics Reggie gave Michelle, Lisa didn’t know
how Michelle could possibly understand what she was telling her
or what was about to happen. But Michelle attempted to push Lisa
away while holding her legs tightly together.

Growing impatient with Michelle’s stubbornness, Reggie sat beside
her on the sofa, reached underneath her armpits, and pulled her
up and backwards over his lap, holding Michelle in place and
preventing her arms from moving.

“I’ll get this white bitch to cooperate,” Reggie said.  Go get
that hypodermic needle of Climex on my desk and shoot her up with
some more of it,” Reggie instructed Lisa.

“No more,” Michelle mumbled.

Lisa felt terrible acting as Reggie’s accomplice and doing this
to an innocent and promising young woman like she had once been.
But already beginning to crave another fix herself, Lisa realized
an excruciating withdrawal and a worse punishment from Reggie
waited if she disobeyed. The syringe contained two doses of the
substance and Lisa hoped Reggie wouldn’t make her give it all to
Michelle and possibly overdose her.

Already heavily drugged, by the time Michelle noticed the
tightness around her arm, Lisa had emptied most of the contents
from the syringe into her vein.

“Nooooo,” Michelle whimpered squirming in Reggie’s embrace.

“That’s good.  Now give yourself some,” Reggie told Lisa.

Lisa removed the rubber tube from Michelle’s arm, allowing the
additional injection of Climex to reach her brain.

“Oh,” Michelle gasped in awe as her head fell back against
Reggie’s shoulder and her eyes glazed over in a euphoric stupor.
Reggie felt Michelle relax in his arms while Lisa wrapped the
rubber tube she removed from Michelle around her own arm and
stuck the needle she just used on Michelle into her own distended
vein.

Reggie moved his left hand up to Michelle’s right breast and
lightly caressed her nipple.  Michelle’s silent response
consisted of her areola puckering and her nipple hardening
between Reggie’s fingers – a telltale sign the drug was working.

After administering the drug to herself, Lisa felt better and
returned to Michelle lying supinely in Reggie’s lap with his arms
wrapped around her and a blank look on her face as he gingerly
rolled her hard pink nipples between his black, sausage-like
fingers. Lisa placed her hands on Michelle’s knees and tried
coxing her smooth legs open.

“Talk sweet and dirty to her, bitch.  You better convince me you
like making love to her!” Reggie warned.

“Come on, Michelle, relax and open up for me.  I’m not going to
hurt you.  I just want to see you.” Lisa softly tried explaining
to her. Because of the drugs, Michelle barely understood what
Lisa was saying, but the soothing tone of her voice brought
comfort to Michelle in her distant place.

It took a little effort, but Lisa slowly spread Michelle’s legs
apart. “That’s a good girl.  Look at what a beautiful pussy you
have,” Lisa said as she moved her body between Michelle’s open
legs so she could not close them again, and then gently stretched
Michelle’s labia apart with her thumbs exposing the pink flesh
inside.  Lisa’s tongue delved into Michelle’s slit and then ran
over her clitoris.


“Nooooooh, stop that,” Michelle complained while weakly squirming
in Reggie’s arms trying to move her pelvis away from the unwanted
attention Lisa was giving to her. Michelle briefly thought about
her husband, Jeff, saddened that she allowed herself into this
predicament that destroyed her fidelity to him.  Michelle
momentarily felt guilty before the chemicals in her brain led her
thoughts elsewhere.

Lisa inserted her index finger into Michelle’s slick pussy and
began probing around for her other sensitive area which she knew
from her own anatomy to be somewhere along the anterior wall of
her vagina, while her thumb gently messaged Michelle’s clit.
“You’re getting all wet for me,” Lisa said.  “Do you like that,
Michelle?”

“Oooooooooooooooo, naaaaaaaaaaah, oh, please, no,” Michelle
answered.

Lisa started experiencing a perverse excitement – perhaps caused
by the Climex she just injected – exercising power and control
over this beautiful, young woman’s body, forcing her to
physically respond against her will. Hell wasn’t a bad place if
you were Satan.  A slight shadow of Reggie’s darkness had entered
Lisa and consumed her. She tasted a sliver of his wickedness and
wanted more.

Michelle probably never had sex with another woman before, Lisa
correctly thought. The arrogant, young police officer and wife
likely believed it was immoral for two women to make love with
each other and didn’t approve of  interracial sex either. Lisa
remembered how she felt that way too once. When they finished
with Michelle though, she would welcome a female’s attention to
her pussy as well as Reggie’s huge black cock.

Lisa observed Michelle’s pelvis move once in a coital motion as
her index finger closed in on Michelle’s other love switch.
“You’re saying no, but your pussy is telling me yes,” Lisa said
as she continued her search.  Michelle was trying not to respond
to Lisa. Even through her drug induced haze, Michelle remembered
she was married and knew this was wrong.  She did not want to
orgasm for Lisa.  But Michelle accidentally allowed another quick
coital motion – and then another.

“Oh, yea, that’s it, riiiiiight…… there, huh?” Lisa said feeling
the small spongy knot on Michelle’s vaginal wall.  She
successfully located Michelle’s g-spot and began rubbing it in
earnest with her index finger while her thumb paid equal
attention to Michelle’s clitty.  “Ooooh, yes, I found your secret
spot, didn’t I? You couldn’t hide it from me could you? I’m not a
dumb male who doesn’t know or care how your pussy works.  Now
your cunt belongs to me.  You see how it’s telling me how good
it’s feeling?” Lisa taunted.  “Now be a good girl and cum for
me.”

“Noooooo, ooooh, oooooh, please, I can’t,” Michelle murmured.

Lisa watched the involuntary coital motions of Michelle’s pelvis
slowly grow more frequent and pronounced as Michelle gave in.
“Stop lying to me.  Your cunt is telling me the truth.  You’re
going to cum even if you don’t want to.”   The narcotics caused
Michelle to become so focused on her pussy that she didn’t notice
Reggie toying with her nipples and keeping them hard, nor did she
connect the hard object that seemed to be growing larger and
pushing against her back with Reggie’s erect penis.

“Ooooooh, ooooooooooh, oooooooooooooh, God, noooooooooh, please
don’t let me, ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh!” Michelle
cried.

Reggie felt Michelle grow tense in his arms. Her pussy began
throbbing around Lisa’s index finger and her dilated, blue eyes
became even dreamier than before.

“Oh, I can feel you’re cuming for me now, aren’t you?” Lisa said.
 “You see, I told you that you were going to cum, didn’t I?  It’s
not so bad now is it? Let’s see how long we can keep your climax
going?”

Michelle’s universe narrowed to only her pussy as Lisa continued
stroking her susceptible areas providing access to the core of
her femininity.

Lisa admired Michelle’s beauty.  Not only did Michelle have
perfect curves, she also had a firm, flat tummy and a cute little
belly button like Lisa’s.

Reggie attempted to insert his tongue in Michelle’s mouth during
her climax.

“No,” Michelle said, trying to turn her face away.  Reggie’s hand
left her tit, cruelly grabbed her chin and turned her mouth back
to meet his lips again.

Reggie squeezed Michelle’s cheeks in his hand. “Open bitch,” he
said. Michelle parted her clenched teeth and Reggie’s long tongue
slipped into her mouth as his lips covered hers.  His hand then
returned to Michelle’s tit to resume playing with her erect
nipple.

“You’re doing very well, still cuming for me. You’re so pretty
and you have such a beautiful, little pussy.  I love making you
orgasm like this,” Lisa said.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmppppppppppppppphhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, no mmmpphhh, sto,
mmmpppppph, Michelle attempted to answer with Reggie’s tongue in
her mouth but couldn’t.

Michelle’s orgasm finally subsided, but Reggie still held her
firmly in his big muscular arms, restricting her movement.  With
Lisa between her legs, Michelle could not close them.

“I see you finally stopped cuming,” Lisa said.  “But not for
long. I’m sure I can get another round started for you.”

“No, that’s enough. Stop now.  You’ve done enough to me already,”
Michelle answered.

“Michelle’s pelvis moved slightly once again.

“Oh, did you see that?” Lisa asked.

“No,” Michelle answered.  She tried to stop her body’s reflexes,
but her hips involuntarily moved again like a hay fever
sufferer’s sneezing fit, the allergen, Lisa’s fingers, still
rubbed Michelle’s magic spots, which like Aladin’s lamp, made
Lisa an all powerful genie in control.

“Oh, there you go again.  You see how your hips just moved?  That
means your body wants to cum again soon.  I know you’re trying
not to.  But it’s going to happen anyway.  So why don’t you stop
resisting?”

“Please, let me go.  I’m married and I don’t want this.  I just
wanted to buy some coke” Michelle pleaded.

“I know sweetheart.  But look at how much your pussy likes what
my fingers are doing to it?  Come on, look,” Lisa encouraged.

Michelle dumbly looked down her flat tummy and watched her own
pussy autonomously move in response to Lisa’s fingers.  Lisa’s
thumb manipulated her engorged clitoris in a tight circular
pattern.  Michelle’s vagina glistened from its silky secretions
and the entire area looked very wet.

Michelle tossed her head back, her shiny, brown hair followed
landing on her shoulders, her eyes paused shut for a moment like
she was trying to remember something. “Oh no, not again – please
stop doing this to me,” Michelle whispered. “Oh, ooh,
ooooooooooh, oooooooooooh, noooooooo.”

“Oh yes, yes, yes, that’s it girl, cum for me again.  Uh huh,
yea, just like that,” Lisa replied to Michelle’s reluctant moans
of pleasure.

Her second wave of multiple orgasms again made Michelle hyper
focus on her pussy and she barely noticed Reggie releasing her
from his grasp and lying her all the way back on the sofa.

“That’s it, you just lie back and let Lisa do the work for a
while,” Reggie soothingly cooed to Michelle as he leaned over her
for a moment and stared into her blue eyes.  Even though Michelle
looked up at Reggie her eyes appeared vacant like her mind was
elsewhere.

Reggie walked over to his desk enjoying the moans of female
passion now filling the room and retrieved his mini hd video
camera.  He wanted to record this special occasion and perhaps
have a little something to keep Officer Baker in line. He
captured some great quality footage – good enough for
professional porn perhaps – the duration of Michelle’s climax.
When Michelle’s waning enthusiasm signaled the end of her second
wave of orgasms, Reggie put his camera away before she regained
enough of her senses to notice him recording her, and began
undressing.

“Please stop doing this to me, Lisa,” Michelle complained.  Lisa
looked into Michelle’s eye’s and could tell even though they were
still dilated, that Michelle had finished her second intense
series of orgasms and regained some composure.

“You heard her,” Reggie commented from across the room. “Give
Michelle a little break from lesbian lovemaking for a while.”

Lisa looked at Reggie’s nude, muscular, body for a moment and
smiled. Michelle hadn’t seen Reggie undressed yet and had no
inkling what awaited.

“Okay,” Lisa answered removing her fingers from Michelle’s soaked
slit.  Michelle felt relieved.  She thought the worst of her
ordeal finally ended without her blowing her cover; and now all
she needed to do was wait for her incredible high to wear off.
But Lisa leaned over Michelle and pinned down her shoulders.
Michelle suddenly felt herself jerked by her feet down the couch
and then lifted by her hips.  Her bottom landed on the armrest at
the end of the sofa, her feet dangling from it.  Someone pried
her legs open again.  Michelle’s eyes broke contact with Lisa’s,
glanced towards her feet, and enlarged into saucers of
trepidation.

“Oh my God – get away from me!” Michelle cried. Between her open
legs Reggie stood with the largest human penis Michelle had ever
seen pointing towards her. It looked like a giant eel coming out
from his body.  Was it real or was she having a bad hallucination
from the drugs Reggie had given her?  Michelle looked back up at
Lisa with pools of water in her eyes.

“Don’t let him put that in me.  It’s too big,” Michelle begged.

“It’s going to be all right.  It will only hurt for a little
while and then your pussy will adjust to it and it will start
feeling really good,” Lisa calmly answered.

“No, I’m married.  Why are you doing this to me?” Michelle wept,
flailing her legs uselessly with Reggie safely between them.
Reggie secured Michelle in this vulnerable position by firmly
holding her hips with his meaty hands.  She futilely squirmed
beneath the two accomplices unable to alter her prone stance.

Reggie paused to study the white female he prepared to claim.
Michelle took good care of herself and possessed a nice athletic
build.  She had just the perfect amount of definition in her
muscles to appear lean while still maintaining feminine form in
the right places.  High cheek bones, slightly hollow cheeks, full
lips, and a thin, narrow nose rounded at the end and turned
modestly upward achieved similar beauty in her face.  Everywhere
he looked on her body, Michelle’s skin appeared smooth and
unblemished. She displayed excellent Caucasian features. The most
beautiful part of her body, however, waited between her legs.  A
meticulously manicured landing strip adorned Michelle’s
practically uncirculated pussy like an exclamation mark claiming
here lies paradise!  Her landing strip led the way to a clitoris
that had not fully recovered from Lisa’s manipulations and still
appeared somewhat excited.  Like her clitoris, fullness in
Michelle’s labia also displayed evidence of arousal.

By comparing female genitalia Reggie had discovered no two women
possessed identical anatomy.  With the palm of his hand on
Michelle’s mound, Reggie used his thumb and index finger to
separate both her outer and inner lips, pausing a few moments to
examine more of her clitoris and to fully appreciate her unique
anatomy. No other man, including her husband, had ever peered
into Michelle’s private pink identity as Reggie now did.

Even under the influence of the drugs, Michelle felt humiliated
and embarrassed by her complete exposure to Reggie.  He was
looking at her most intimate area like it belonged to him. She
ignored an unwelcome sensation of pleasure caused by Reggie’s
finger as he experimentally pulled back her hood and delicately
rubbed her uncovered clitoris.

Reggie could tell that Michelle’s body enjoyed being masturbated
this way even though she tried to hide it because he watched the
glands in her pussy secrete more lubrication.

“Stop doing that to me,” Michelle protested. Jeff didn’t even
touch her this intimately.

“Reggie’s figuring out what you like,” Lisa replied, running her
hands up Michelle’s firm breasts and toying with her nipples
similarly to the way Reggie had done earlier.

Reggie ignored Michelle’s objections. This white bitch police
officer held no authority over him.  He played with her
unshielded clit even more – causing a return of its fully
engorged state and making Michelle writhe – a sweet payback for
all the black brothers and sisters her race had unjustly
incarcerated.  White men had broken countless black families with
their unfair laws.  So it seemed fitting to take revenge with
white men’s women.  Without a badge and gun, she was just as weak
and vulnerable as any other white girl.


“Oh yea, I think she likes that, Reggie,” Lisa said.

Michelle’s frustration and guilt increased.  She tried ignoring
the sensations but could not stop her body from responding.

Reggie loved manipulating the body of a haughty white woman like
Michelle against her will. He knew females had many more nerves
in their genitals than men, making them far more susceptible to
sexual stimulation than they acted.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah,” Michelle quietly began moaning. y She wanted to
end the pleasant sensations Reggie caused stroking her clit this
way. “Oh, not there, oooh, no, oooooooooooooooooooooooooh, you
bastard.”

With Michelle nicely aroused again, Reggie maneuvered his large
cock toward her very wet slit. She noticed pressure at her
entrance and looked toward him.

“Please don’t…” Before she could finish her sentence Reggie
pushed forward a little causing Michelle to clench her teeth.
“Owe!”  Her eyes nervously darted to Lisa.  The way Lisa and
Reggie had already molested her was horrible enough – but at
least it wasn’t intercourse.   Having another man’s penis inside
her and not her husband’s was much worst in Michelle’s mind –
especially a black drug dealer’s cock. Michelle hoped Lisa might
have some compassion and intervene to stop Reggie from
proceeding, “Don’t let him do this to me,” she cried.

Lisa glanced at Michelle’s pussy.  The head of Reggie’s cock
wasn’t even fully inside her yet.

“I’m married.  I can’t have him inside me,” Michelle continued.

Lisa turned back to Michelle for a moment but didn’t respond.

“Can he at least wear a condom?” Michelle desperately asked Lisa.
 “I can’t have him in me,” she repeated. A latex membrane would
provide a tenuous barrier between their sex organs and protect
her from receiving his ejaculate fluid, Michelle thought.

“Reggie won’t wear condoms,” Lisa finally replied.  “Besides,
it’s much more intimate and feels so much nicer without one as
you will soon find out.”

Lisa turned her gaze back to the penetration about to occur.  She
watched Michelle’s legs spread further apart – in an unsuccessful
attempt to alleviate some of the pain – and her pussy lips
stretch, and then with a little effort, finally engulf Reggie’s
bulbous cock head.  “He’s inside you now,” Lisa gleefully
announced without removing her eyes from the interracial pairing
of male and female genitals.

“Owe, it hurts,” Michelle whaled like a baby. “You’re too big for
me.  Please take it out.”

“Relax.  It’s going to feel good soon,” Lisa assured Michelle.

Michelle didn’t like the pain, but she didn’t want it to feel
good either.  She just wanted this to end and these sick perverts
sent to prison. With each gentle thrust Reggie’s cock travelled a
little further, parting more of the sensitive folds inside her as
it proceeded.  The massive black organ occupied her so tightly
that she visualized it through her vaginal walls as it separated
them.

Lisa watched with amazement as Michelle’s pussy seemed to
regurgitate and then reluctantly swallow more of Reggie’s cock,
traitorously coating it with love juices to assist in its own
violation.

“Lick her clit,” Reggie grunted.

Lisa eagerly slid below Michelle’s belly button to help Reggie
make her cum again.  With Reggie working only half his lengthy
cock into Michelle, Lisa put her mouth over Michelle’s sensitive
nub, gently sucking and then licking it.

Reggie drove a little deeper to distract Michelle each time she
pushed Lisa’s head away from her sex, allowing Lisa to work with
few interruptions from Michelle. As Michelle unwillingly grew
more aroused, she tolerated Lisa’s attentions for longer
intervals and exerted less effort to stop her until finally,
Michelle’s hands almost receptively clutched Lisa’s silky hair.

“Oh,” Michelle gasped as Lisa became more skillful with her clit.
Michelle arched her back and her muscles grew tense, her fingers
twisted into Lisa’s brown hair.

Seeing Michelle approach another orgasm, Reggie announced, “I’m
going all the way in,” as a warning to Lisa.

Michelle hesitated a moment before releasing Lisa’s head from her
grasp.  How could this be happening to her? Michelle thought. She
didn’t want this.

Lisa’s began rubbing Michelle’s clit with her fingers as she slid
back to Michelle’s face to French kiss her.

Michelle accepted Lisa’s tongue briefly before turning her face
away and snapping, “No.”

Lisa’s mouth followed Michelle’s and repeated the attempt with
partial success several times before Michelle finally succumbed
to her primal urge and their mouths locked.

Reggie treated Michelle’s tight pussy to every inch of his
lengthy, rotund cock. Its greater friction and longer strokes
against her g-spot caused Michelle to appreciate the intimacy
with Reggie that Lisa had earlier mentioned.  At some point
Michelle’s pain and discomfort, anger and guilt had vanished and
she had abandoned her thoughts about her husband, Jeff, her
distaste for black men and lesbian sex. It was not a conscious
decision she made, but rather the result of an overwhelming
physical experience forced upon her by an inescapable and
unfortunate situation.

Reggie stopped thrusting.  “Suck my cock,” Reggie told Lisa.

Lisa and Michelle’s tongues left each other’s company, and Lisa
pulled Reggie’s slick cock out of Michelle’s pussy and put the
top third of it in her mouth. “Mmmmmmmm,” Lisa moaned as she
tasted Michelle’s juices on it. Lisa ran her lips along the
thick, black shaft licking every drop of Michelle from it.

“Okay, put me back in your girlfriend,” Reggie said.

Lisa rubbed Reggie’s cock, now slick with her saliva, across
Michelle’s clit a few times, causing coital motions in the
aroused area, before guiding it back into Michelle’s wet cunt.

“Oooooh,” Michelle moaned in response to the return of Reggie’s
pleasure giving cock.  No complaints from her this time about
being married and forced to have sex with another man, or about
Reggie’s cock being too big, and no requests for a condom, Lisa
noted. She observed Michelle’s pussy begin to gracefully ride up
and down Reggie’s black shaft meeting his thrusts. Her cunt fit
snugly around it, some of the pink, inner portions of its lips
appeared slightly each time their genitals moved away from each
other, and then vanished when moving toward each other again.
Lisa curiously looked at Michelle’s pink anus as Reggie’s heavy,
black ball sac slapped against it.  She had a cute, little
asshole that was probably virgin.

Reggie wanted to feel Michelle having another intense orgasm on
his cock again. Nothing was sweeter than forcing a white man’s
wife to cum multiple times by a Nigger – except maybe her leaving
him for another woman, Reggie thought. “Get undressed and come
over here to play with your girlfriend’s clit some more,” he
instructed Lisa.

Lisa quickly undressed, revealing a body almost as youthful as
Michelle’s and just as beautiful.  Reggie was very particular
about his girls, preying on a very narrow selection consisting
exclusively of pretty, young, white women from good, conservative
families.

“Did you miss me playing with your clit?” Lisa asked Michelle as
she resumed doing it.

“Aaaaaaah,” Michelle softly exclaimed, allowing her mouth to fall
open slightly and her eyes to close. Lisa laid on top of Michelle
on the sofa and again began French kissing her.  But this time,
Michelle’s arms embraced Lisa.  Michelle was so aroused from the
combination of drugs, Reggie’s huge cock, and Lisa’s skillful
seduction that she began to feel the urge to reciprocate the
physical pleasure she received from Lisa.  Michelle’s hand slid
down between their two bodies and found Lisa’s pussy.  The two
played with each other’s clits and moaned in each other’s mouths
as they kissed.

Reggie pulled out of Michelle, his cock soaked with her
secretions, and entered Lisa prostrated on top of her from
behind.  He switched back and forth between their two pussies,
introducing each to the other’s love juices with his cock.  As
the two girls made out in front of him, cooing passionately to
each other, Reggie thought about how susceptible even the most
prudish, strong willed women were to the right combination of
drugs and titillation. With so many more nerves than males
running through parts of their feminine anatomy, they were just
unable to resist turning in to cum sluts when stimulated
correctly with their inhibitions removed.  He had not encountered
a woman yet who could avoid succumbing.


“Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooh,” Michelle mewled louder as Reggie
switched back to her cunt from Lisa’s again. Reggie felt her
pussy rhythmically squeezing his cock with strong, consistent
contractions now. Reggie firmly slapped the left cheek of Lisa’s
smooth, solid buttocks with his open palm and groped the muscular
flesh. “Get off your girlfriend for a minute,” he said to Lisa.

Lisa pulled herself from Michelle’s embrace, a difficult parting
for both in the midst of ecstasy.

“Keep playing with her clit.  I want to keep her pussy
contracting around my cock like this until I cum,” Reggie said.

Reggie’s words echoed in Michelle’s brain, bringing her back from
her sexual musings.  She did not want his seed inside her. “No,
please don’t cum in me.  Take it out!” she said.

Lisa already learned how to make Michelle respond the way Reggie
desired and sent her fingers back to work on Michelle’s
vulnerable clitoris.

Michelle sensed another wave of overpowering orgasms approaching
inside her and appealed to Lisa, “No, please don’t make me do
that again.  I don’t want his cum in me.”

“I’ll see if I can get him to take it out before he cums,” Lisa
whispered in Michelle’s ear, but continuing to manipulate her
clitoris.   “You just relax.  It’s almost over.”

“Oh,” Michelle whimpered lying back and allowing that approaching
orgasmic tsunami building inside her from the combination of
Reggie’s cock, Lisa’s fingers toying with her clit, and the
Climex to finally begin crashing on her shore. Her jaw fell
partially open and her breathing became heavier and more rapid. 
Her pelvis began moving again to meet the penis inside it and
soft moans escaped her.  The splash of Reggie’s cock in her pussy
grew louder.

“She’s cuming again for you,” Lisa said to Reggie.

“Yea, I know.  Keep rubbing her clit like that. Her cunt is
squeezing my cock really tight now, and I’m almost ready to cum
in her,” Reggie said.


As Lisa concentrated on Michelle’s clit, she observed how
rapidly, yet perfectly, their two sex organs – Michelle’s
beautiful pink pussy, and Reggie’s gigantic, black cock – worked
together.  Reggie emanated a deep guttural groan and then white,
creamy cum squished out of Michelle’s cunt from the tightly
stretched lips around Reggie’s fat prick.

Michelle’s pussy never received so much cum before.

“Take me out,” Reggie said to Lisa.

Michelle’s pussy was still strongly milking cum from Reggie when
Lisa pulled his cock from it.  With Lisa holding his still firm
penis, Reggie ejaculated a few more times. Lisa aimed the shots
of cum at Michelle’s clit and then slid Reggie’s cock across it
to maintain Michelle’s orgasm a little longer, Michelle’s pussy
moving in response like it wanted the large phallus back in it.

“Look what your pussy made him do?” Lisa said to Michelle.

“He came in me,” Michelle murmured.

Michelle regained her composure and sat up still a little high
from the drugs as Reggie dressed.  He was apparently finished
with her for the evening, and would hopefully have his driver
take her home.  At least she hadn’t blown her cover, Michelle
thought as she stood up to look for her clothes feeling light
headed.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Reggie asked.

“Home,” Michelle replied.

“I thought you said you wanted to buy some drugs from me?”

“I do,” Michelle said. “But I need to go home now.”

“Why?  I thought you said your husband was out of town.”

“He is, but you ended up giving me more than I bargained for.”

“Well if you want some drugs, you’re going to have to stay
tonight with Lisa to prove to me you ain’t some undercover narc
because things just ain’t adding up with you.”

“Please, Reggie.  I’m not that way.”

“You’re going to become that way if you want to do business with
me.  You and Lisa are going to be lovers and keep me entertained.
Now get your tight little ass back over on the couch and get to
work on each other.  I want to see the two of you in a “69” and I
better hear lots of moaning from both of you the rest of the
night. NOW MOVE IT!”

Michelle went over to the couch and sat next to Lisa.  The
thought of having sex with another woman disgusted her again even
though it had been pleasurable 45 minutes ago. “I don’t want to
do this,” Michelle said to Lisa.

“We have to,” Lisa said.  “You will get used to it and like it
eventually,” Lisa added. Michelle didn’t want to get used to it
or like it.  She was happily married to a wonderful man.  But
Reggie already suspected she might be a cop.  She should have
followed proper protocol and none of this would be happening. She
could not risk ruining the investigation and endangering her
informant’s life.

Lisa gently pushed Michelle into a lying position on the sofa as
Michelle contemplated how bad things would be if she bungled this
investigation right now just after starting it.  Lisa got on top
of Michelle, positioning her pussy above Michelle’s mouth.  She
placed her hands between Michelle’s closed thighs.

“Come on, Baby, open up just a little bit for me,” Lisa coaxed.

Michelle allowed Lisa to nudge her thighs open only slightly –
but not enough.

Michelle was trying to fake it and not showing any enthusiasm to
participate. It became obvious to Reggie that she needed another
injection to spice things up for her. Besides, it would be easier
administering it to her now before she sobered up more.  He
quietly approached Michelle with a triple dose to get the sparks
really flying for her this time.

With Lisa on top of her and still moderately under the influence
of the previous dose of narcotics, Michelle did not realize what
Reggie was doing at first until he snapped the rubber tube around
her outstretched arm again.

She tried jerking her arm away but Reggie held on to it tightly
and pressed the needle into her vein.

“Owe! What are you doing?” Michelle nervously cried.  “Not again!
Please don’t put that shit in me.  I don’t want to start shooting
up.  I just wanted to buy coke.”  She apprehensively watched
Reggie empty the clear liquid into her vein.  Reggie left the
tourniquet on Michelle’s arm allowing her a few more moments of
rational thought to grasp what was about to happen to her.

“I’ll give you all the coke you want once I know for sure you
ain’t no undercover police officer.  That’s going take a while.
In the mean time I want you and Lisa to get and know each other
better,” Reggie said with a smile that sickened Michelle.  “I’d
say the two of you were off to a descent start earlier, but
things aren’t working out so well now. I want you to help Lisa
make you cum again. This shit, as you call it, is a specially
developed new recipe that will make it easier for you to enjoy
her talents and for the two of you to become more than just
friends.”

Michelle would not let this happen to her again.  She was not
going to be Reggie’s plaything with Lisa and would fight the
effects of the drug this time, she thought as a fire of anger
stoked inside her.

Reggie read contempt in her face.  Her sparkling blue eyes burned
with hatred as she stared back at him.  “Now you be sure to cum a
whole lot for Lisa, and make her cum too. I’ll be watching to
make sure the two of you keep at it throughout the evening,”
Reggie said as he released Michelle’s tourniquet.


Leroy returned to his boss’ apartment upstairs after the club
closed for any last minute instructions from Reggie before
locking up. An audible melody of female passion, a universal
language of wordless pleasure expressed in grunts and groans of
ecstasy filled the air as he entered. Leroy discovered this
audible chorus emanated from two beautiful, white females in a
“69” position on the large sofa.  Leroy recognized Lisa and the
new girl from earlier, Michelle, busily attending to each other’s
cunt.

“Wow, that girl sure didn’t strike me as the lesbian type,” Leroy
commented as he watched the two going at it and noticed
Michelle’s wedding band sparkle.

Due to the heavy doses of Climex Reggie had given Michelle and
Lisa, the two girls remained oblivious to Leroy and Reggie’s
presence, engrossed in pleasuring each other.

“She wasn’t.  But I’m gonna turn her into one,” Reggie replied to
his faithful assistant. “I’m sure her honky husband will
appreciate his wife’s newly acquired Sapphic tendencies and
preference for black cock that we’re giving her when he returns
from his business trip,” he added with a devious grn.

Leroy observed Michelle’s arms tightly wrapped around Lisa’s thin
waist, her hands firmly grasping the bottom of her butt cheeks,
spreading them wider for better access. From on top, Lisa had
Michelle spread wide open at the thighs. Lisa’s fingers held
Michelle’s pussy lips stretched apart exposing her glistening,
pink inside.

“I’ll make you a copy of the videos I’ve got of these two,”
Reggie said to his mesmerized assistant with a chuckle. “They’re
an entertaining couple, aren’t they?”

“Yea,” Leroy said, his eyes still hungrily glued to the two
gorgeous creatures.  “You still got them on Climex?” Leroy asked.

“Yea, I’ve been loading them up with some pretty heavy ammunition
all night long to keep them going like this,” Reggie answered.

“Damn,” Leroy incredulously responded shaking his bald head.  “Do
you think they would ever stop if you kept giving it to them?”
Leroy asked.

The gold crowns in the back of Reggie’s mouth flashed as he
busted out laughing, “My friend, you is as sick and evil as I am.
I like that.  There’s only one way to find out.  But I don’t want
any dead bodies to get rid of and I hate to waste grade “A” white
pussy.  Unfortunately, I think I’m going to have to give them a
little rest soon.”

Reggie let Michelle and Lisa sleep soundly in his comfortable,
king-sized bed.  He briefly lifted the sheet to appreciate their
unclothed bodies. They still held each other.  A large, black,
double dildo that Reggie had given them to use on each other
until they fell asleep now rested by their feet.  Reggie replaced
the sheet and went to his office.

In his office with the door closed for privacy, Reggie quietly
phoned Laura Fields, Michelle’s supervisor at the Police
Department.


Laura wasn’t expecting a call from Reggie Johnson on her cell
phone.

“That rookie of yours spent the night doing some deep undercover
work.  When’s the next time she reports in?” Reggie asked.

“I had know idea she was meeting you.  She obviously didn’t
follow protocol and let anyone else at the department know
either,” Laura responded.  “Her schedule is pretty flexible so it
will be a while before anyone notices if she’s missing.”

“Good – exactly how distracted would you like me to keep her?”

Laura laughed at the question, “How distracted would you like to
keep her?” she replied.

“Very,” Reggie answered.  “She’s resistant, but I started
introducing her to a new profession.  Do you want to continue our
little arrangement and I’ll finish training her or what?”

“You got in her panties already?” Laura asked in amazement.

“Oh you’d be surprised how far into her panties I got in just one
evening.  I have ways of making girls cooperate, even your
finest, as I’m sure you’ve heard rumored.”

Laura hadn’t expected her plan to work this well or this quickly.
It was a pleasant surprise.  Officer Baker’s over-ambition and
carelessness finally did her in, Laura thought.  The little bitch
would get what she deserved now.

“If you want to keep Baker, I know nothing about it,” Laura
coldly responded.  “But you’re going to owe me a BIG favor for
not knowing anything.  What about the informant Baker worked
with, Lateasha Green? Will she be able to connect you with
Baker’s disappearance?”

“Deal – let me know what you want and I keep her white ass. 
Don’t worry about Lateasha; I’ll take care of her too,” Reggie
replied.

A smile formed on Reggie’s face as he hung up the phone.  He sat
quietly in his empty office pondering for a minute how Michelle
would fetch big bucks with the brothers once he finished her
‘orientation’.  He felt himself getting hard and pulled a syringe
from his desk draw.  It was time for Michelle’s next injection.


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