0 comments/ 72922 views/ 2 favorites Pro Bono Ch. 1 By: Bob Peale Author's Note: This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author. This story may be freely distributed with this notice attached, as long as no charge is made for it and it isn't changed in any way. If it is archived or displayed, it is done so with the understanding that the author will have unrestricted access to the archive or posting. Please address all feedback, inquiries, marriage proposals, etc. to the author at mischief1@bigfoot.com. Disclaimer: This story is a work fiction. None of the characters or events herein are based on real people, either living or dead. It was produced for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or if reading stories of a sexual nature upsets you, do not read any further! By reading further, you certify that you have accessed/requested access to this material willfully, and that you are an adult 21 years of age or older. You also certify that you are NOT a city, county, state, or federal law enforcement officer, official of the United States Postal Service, acting in the capacity of a representative of a telecommunications firm, and that, to your knowledge, this material does not offend the standards in your area, nor is it in violation of any of local, state, or federal law. No animals were harmed in the manufacture of this product. ******* Tony Linn wasn't the type of lawyer Angela Benton normally would have had representing her. Ivy league undergraduate, top ten law school grad, a prestigious federal clerkship and a $300 an a hour billing rate with one of the most influential law firms in the state, Tony was the kind of attorney Angela read about OTHER people having. Lucky for her, Tony had a drug problem, one that had migrated quickly from recreational to habitual. At the risk of losing his license and facing criminal charges, he had accepted a community service sentence that made him accessible to the Angela Bentons of the world. Angela was one of those people who never seemed to catch a break. With features too soft, too ill defined, to ever truly be considered pretty, she was nonetheless attractive. Standing 5'9" in bare feet (and 6' in her trademark 3" spiked heels) she was taller than a good many people. By no means svelte, she was a solid 160 pounds, but she was well put together. A 38E bra size commanded the attention of all but a blind person, especially given her penchant for going braless and pouring herself into size 12 tops instead of a more realistic 16. Add to that an overzealous dye job that turned her brown curls almost white, a small, pouty mouth with enough red lipstick to cover a barn, and translucent hazel eyes, and you end up with a woman who consistently turned heads, though not always for the right reasons. She made her living through an odd assortment of unrelated odd jobs, the type that every thriving economy needs in order to keep moving. In the last nine months she'd been a waitress, a bartender, a receptionist, and a "nail technician"; most recently, she'd been employed as a sales clerk in a major department store downtown. That is, until she'd been arrested at one of the stores in the suburbs on the suspicion of shoplifting. She hadn't been able to make bail and spent almost two weeks in jail before her case came to trial. Tony was her court appointed attorney, and made no secret that he thought this type of work was beneath him. Lucky for her he didn't have to expend a lot of effort. The arrest had been made based on a sketchy eyewitness description. The item in question, a particular brand of makeup, was something Angela had proof she was allergic to. But the final nail in the prosecution's coffin came when a woman showed up before the same judge one day, also platinum blonde (the similarity ended there), caught red handed shoplifting the same makeup from another store, with a history of prior convictions. The judge dismissed the case against Angela, and in a rare move of compassion offered to allow the defense to request monetary damages. The prosecution countered almost immediately with an offer of $25,000. After a quick conference right there in the courtroom, Tony accepted the settlement on Angela's behalf. Stunned, the judge closed the case and informed Tony that he wanted to see him and his client in his chambers immediately. In chambers, Angela perched herself on one of the visitor's chairs pensively. She'd never been in a judge's office before, but it felt vaguely like the principal's office, a place she was very familiar with, and had no fond memories of. She looked over at Tony, who lounged casually, unconcerned; his short cut wavy brown hair perfectly in place, his blue eyes calm, almost bored. He yawned offhandedly and she marveled, for the umpteenth time, at how white and straight his teeth were, how rugged his jaw and cheeks stood out. He wasn't a tall man, maybe only an inch or two taller than Angela without her heels, but he was broad and muscular looking. Judge Milton Evers entered his chambers in a flurry. Angela shot up out of her chair reflexively, but Tony just looked over and gave a halfhearted wave. Judge Evers glowered. "Mr. Linn, I've had about as much of your insolence as I'm going to take," he roared. "Either show the proper respect or so help me!" Laconically Tony stood up and waited for the judge to take his seat. Angela's head moved from one man to the other as if watching a tennis match, until finally the judge gestured for them to be seated also. Angela resumed her rigid positioning, and Tony slumped back in his chair. "I called you both in here to apologize to Ms. Benton on behalf of the court for your deplorable performance," Judge Evers shot Tony a withering stare. Tony's eyes narrowed, although his body gave no sign that he was at all concerned about the judge's statement. "What are you talking about?" Tony asked cagily. "We won, and we got paid." Judge Evers waved him away. "We both know you did the bare minimum. If she," he pointed at Angela, "was one of your uptown clients, that store would be out of business. You coasted, like you have since you were sentenced, and I am sick of it!" he shouted, slamming his fist on the desk and making them both jump. "I think it's about time someone made you answer for your sloppiness. Stand up!" he commanded. They both rose. His voice softened. "Not you, dear. I was talking to your scumbag lawyer." Angela sat back down, blinking. The profanity seemed out of place in this hallowed room, kind of like hearing your grandfather curse. He directed his attention back to Tony. "You walk around like such a big dick. What do you have to back it up?" Tony shook his head, trying to process what he was hearing. "Excuse me?" "You heard me. Take off that suit! You left her vulnerable," he gestured toward Angela," now let's see how you like it. Tony's smile turned predatory. "I don't know who you THINK you are, Judge Evers, but this isn't some high school gym class where coach is going to teach me a lesson. I'm a fucking professional, and a lawyer no less. I don't have to put up with this shit." Judge Evers matched Tony's smile with a cold one of his own. "Let me help you understand something, son; in this place, I am God. If you walk out of that door before I tell you to, and I contact the court police and tell them a tale, whom do you think they'll believe? I can have you arrested, and then I will have you disbarred." "You wouldn't..." Tony said without much enthusiasm. Judge Evers arched his eyebrows. "Are you willing to take that risk?" When Tony didn't answer, he continued. "Now be a good boy and take your punishment. You'll be better for it," he assured him. Hands trembling, Tony took off his jacket, then his tie and his shirt, and finally his shoes and his pants. Judge Evers leaned back in his chair and looked him over. "Shirt and shorts too, son," he admonished. All the color drained from Tony's face. "But your honor..." he sputtered. "NOW!" the older man barked. A tear welled up in the corner of Tony's eye and spilled down his cheek as he removed his t-shirt and his boxers. When he bent over to remove his socks the judge stopped him. "Leave them on. You look ridiculous; it's becoming on you." Tony looked over at Angela, who was smirking at him in open amusement. His chest was broad, his body nicely defined, and to be honest, Angela had wondered several times during the course of the trial about what the lawyer might look like naked and in bed. He was pretty hot, that was until you got to his cock. Compared to the muscular thighs and the washboard abs his cock was an incredible let down; it was so small it got lost in the dark tangle of his pubic hair. Wasn't it always the ones that flaunted designer clothes and expensive cars that were trying to make up for other inadequacies? "Now, say you're sorry to the lady," the judge chastised. "I'm so sorry," Tony said, his voice quivering. "He doesn't seem so high and mighty now, does he?" Judge Evers asked, winking at Angela. "You know," he said thoughtfully, "I'm still not sure he understands. I have an idea." To Be Continued... Pro Bono Ch. 2 Author's Note: This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author. This story may be freely distributed with this notice attached, as long as no charge is made for it and it isn't changed in any way. If it is archived or displayed, it is done so with the understanding that the author will have unrestricted access to the archive or posting. Please address all feedback, inquiries, marriage proposals, etc. to the author at mischief1@bigfoot.com. Disclaimer: This story is a work fiction. None of the characters or events herein are based on real people, either living or dead. It was produced for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or if reading stories of a sexual nature upsets you, do not read any further! By reading further, you certify that you have accessed/requested access to this material willfully, and that you are an adult 21 years of age or older. You also certify that you are NOT a city, county, state, or federal law enforcement officer, official of the United States Postal Service, acting in the capacity of a representative of a telecommunications firm, and that, to your knowledge, this material does not offend the standards in your area, nor is it in violation of any of local, state, or federal law. No animals were harmed in the manufacture of this product. ******* Judge Evers stood up and removed his robe. Methodically, he stripped off his clothes as both of them watched. He looked the way Angela supposed most middle-aged men looked. An even all over tan made his graying hair look silver against his skin. His chest was flat and undefined, his legs a little better off from 30 minutes on the treadmill each day. However, his cock was everything that Tony's wasn't, nice and thick, swinging seductively between his legs. He sat back down and threw one leg over the arm of the chair. Slowly he stroked his cock until the whole 7" swelled out, hard as a rock. "Get over here," he said, pointing at Tony. "Let's see how you like being forced to swallow something you didn't choose." Tony's eyes widened. "Please Your Honor, no," he pleaded. The sound of Tony's voice had an effect on the judge. He rolled his eyes and moaned softly, his cock stiffening. "Please? No? Did Ms. Benton get the chance to say that to you before you accepted that shit deal for her? Get the fuck over here now, asshole," Judge Evers growled. "Or do we add Contempt of Court to your list of transgressions?" Tony's head dropped and he shuffled over, sliding in his stockinged feet. "Lick it you fuck," the judge demanded. Tony got on his knees, placing a hand on each of Judge Evers' thighs, and stuck his tongue out warily. The first taste was bitter and salty, and he recoiled. "Stop being such a punk and lick the fucking thing," Judge Evers snarled. Tony stuck his tongue out again, taking a longer lick. "Mmmmm, that's better. Lick it all. Make it nice and wet you little pussy." Obediently, Tony ran his tongue along the judge's shaft, starting at the base, going up to the head, then back down. After two passes he stopped. "What, you think you're fucking done? I want to feel your tongue over every inch my cock. You stop when I tell you to stop," Judge Evers informed him. Tony looked over at Angela; any attraction she'd had, any possibility of impressing her, was gone. He could see that she pitied him, but he could also see she was aroused. Her nipples looked ready to tear a hole in her too tight blouse. "Come here, my dear," Judge Evers cooed. "Would you like a closer look?" Angela tottered over and the judge reached up, squeezing and fondling her breasts with outright desire. She moaned encouragement. Judge Evers grabbed his cock and slapped Tony's face with it. "Lick!" Tony did as he was told, covering the cock wetly with his tongue. "Honey, why don't you get out of those uncomfortable clothes?" the judge asked Angela. Unlike Tony, Angela didn't need to be told twice. She peeled off her blouse and wiggled out of her skirt and panties so quick the poor man almost got whiplash. In addition to a great set of tits, her waist was straight and her hips round, with a firm and perky ass from the workout it got balancing on 3-inch heels all day. When she bent over to unstrap her shoes, Judge Evers slipped a finger into her now exposed pussy. She groaned appreciatively. Tony looked up, saw those massive tits dangling above him, and felt his cock harden. He reached down and gave it a few hard pumps. "Hey fairy boy, eyes front," the judge demanded. "You're doing a good job; you got me leaking. Stick that magic tongue in my piss slit, clean it out good." Tony scooped out the precum with his tongue, making Judge Evers growl with pleasure. Angela, meanwhile, was balanced on her heels, fucking the judge's fingers (he'd added a second). Without warning he grabbed his cock and pulled it away from Tony. "Guess what you're going to do now boy?" he taunted. Tony looked at him with naked fear. "Ever suck dick?" Tony shook his head. "Well it's time you learned. Next to kissing ass, it's the most important skill you'll learn as a lawyer. Now open your mouth," he ordered. Tony parted his lips. "Wider you little asshole - I'm bigger than that." Tony stretched his mouth as wide as he could. "Good. Cover your teeth with your lips. If you bite me, I promise you'll regret it." He removed his fingers from Angela's pussy, much to her disappointment, and placed them, still wet, behind Tony's head, guiding him toward his cock. As his cock head pushed in, Tony's lips stretched tight. "Breathe through your nose. I don't want you passing out," Judge Evers coaxed, resting his cock on Tony's tongue. He waited for Tony to settle into a rhythm before pushing further in. Tony swallowed involuntarily and the judge bucked. "Oh shit boy, you're a natural! Now relax that throat; I'm coming in." He pumped a few times, wedging his cock in Tony's throat, slowly fucking his head. He drew his cock almost all the way out, then pushed Tony's head down until his face was buried in the judge's silvery pubes. The sound of Angela's moaning caught the judge's attention, and he turned to see her spread out on his desk. The handle of his gavel was in her pussy, her hands on the head, pumping it in and out. Her back was arched and her legs spread in a wide "v", the swollen brown tips of her nipples standing straight out. The combination of that sight and Tony's mouth pushed him over and he felt the first shot of cum tear out of him. He held Tony down on his cock with both hands, emptying himself down his throat. Tony retched loudly, gagging as the torrent of cum settled in his stomach. He sighed loudly as Tony swallowed every drop he offered. When he'd stopped spurting he slowly raised Tony's head and looked into his eyes; he was broken. This final humiliation had made him his bitch. "Stand up," he commanded. Tony did, shoulders stooped. "Go over to that girl and show her how sorry you are. Help her cum, you little prick - use your tongue on her!" he slapped Tony's ass to get him in motion. Tony skidded across the marble floor, struggling to keep his balance and not end up sprawled across it. He put a hand over Angela's and removed the gavel. She fought him until he was able to work his tongue in her warm wet hole. "Oh yeah lawyer man, that's it! Lick me!" she moaned, humping his face, so far past the point of inhibition they could have been on a table in a restaurant and she wouldn't have cared. Judge Evers stood up and walked over to them, surveying the scene. "Use your fucking teeth, you pussy - she better cum. Act like your license depends on it," he prodded. Tony complied, nibbling on her labia, licking her clit roughly. In a flash, Judge Evers picked up the gavel, still wet with Angela's juice, and pushed the handle into Tony's asshole. Tony's head slapped against the desk. "Oh God! Please no!" he begged As the judge cruelly pumped the gnarled wood handle in and out of Tony's asshole, Tony's body shook with revulsion and humiliation. The judge increased his speed, increased the pounding, until the head of the gavel hit his crack. To Be Continued... Pro Bono Ch. 3 Author's Note: This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author. This story may be freely distributed with this notice attached, as long as no charge is made for it and it isn't changed in any way. If it is archived or displayed, it is done so with the understanding that the author will have unrestricted access to the archive or posting. Please address all feedback, inquiries, marriage proposals, etc. to the author at mischief1@bigfoot.com. Disclaimer: This story is a work fiction. None of the characters or events herein are based on real people, either living or dead. It was produced for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or if reading stories of a sexual nature upsets you, do not read any further! By reading further, you certify that you have accessed/requested access to this material willfully, and that you are an adult 21 years of age or older. You also certify that you are NOT a city, county, state, or federal law enforcement officer, official of the United States Postal Service, acting in the capacity of a representative of a telecommunications firm, and that, to your knowledge, this material does not offend the standards in your area, nor is it in violation of any of local, state, or federal law. No animals were harmed in the manufacture of this product. ******* "Make her fucking cum," he roared. Tony began to lick and bite and nibble between Angela's legs again. She was dying now; this was too much. As Tony's tongue snaked between her pussy lips, his nose brushed her clit. She pressed her pussy harder against his face, pinched her nipples so hard it hurt, causing her ass to pound enthusiastically against the desk. The judge pumped the gavel in and out of Tony's ass faster, urging him to pick up his pace by the action. He twisted the gavel and Tony bit down hard on Angela's clit. Poor Angela saw sparks, bucked hard against Tony's mouth, and opened her mouth in a silent scream as she flooded Tony's mouth and covered his face with warm sticky pussy juice. Her body moved in wavelike motions as she came, grasping at his tongue and squeezing tightly. The judge, hard again, shoved Tony aside and plunged his cock into her clutching pussy. Angela's legs scissored around his waist, held him tight, as he pounded into her. Her vision blurred as he fucked her harder - she could feel her pussy walls stretching, straining from his girth. Her breasts heaved as she pulled and slapped at her own nipples. She still had no voice, no ability to make sound, and her body was over sensitized, on fire. The judge braced one hand on the desk and reached down with the other and thumbed her clit, rubbing it as hard and fast as he could as he pumped his cock into her. Her pussy juiced, providing much needed lubrication, as she lay on the desk whimpering. He slapped her clit hard and an explosion ignited. Her legs snapped shut, her pussy clutching him hard, and she overflowed, juice running out of her pussy and pooling on the desk. A low, deep groan bubbled out of her throat as she slumped against the desk, spent. Judge Evers withdrew his cock, still rock hard, and looked over at Tony. He lay sprawled on the floor, the gavel still buried in his ass. "Get over there!" he gestured toward his big leather desk chair. Tony rose shakily to his feet and walked to it gingerly. "Put your hands on its arms and bend your head." Tony felt the gavel yanked out of his abused ass. His legs wobbled, almost buckled, but he managed to stay standing. "Mr. Linn, do you WANT to make me happy?" Judge Evers asked in a soothing, understanding tone. "Yes," Tony mumbled almost incoherently. "Say it like you mean it," the judge said in the same tone, slapping Tony's ass sharply. "Yes," Tony said again, trembling this time. "I asked if you wanted to make me HAPPY, Mr. Linn," Judge Evers demanded, slapping Tony's ass several more times. "Oh God, yes. Please stop!" Tony pleaded. The judge placed his cock head at Tony's asshole. "Do you really want to please me?" "Yes, I do. I really do," Tony assured him. "And what do you think would do that?" he taunted. "Y-your cock in my ass. You want to fuck me," Tony whined. The judge slapped him harder. "Exactly! Beg me to let you please me." "P-p-p-p-please sir, put your cock in my ass…" Judge Evers slapped him mercilessly until Tony's ass was bright red and throbbing." "Are you sure?" he asked pleasantly. "Oh god, please fuck me, please let me bring you pleasure," Tony babbled. "Just don't hit me again, plea...ughhhhhh!" "Well, since you asked so nicely," the judge said smiling, leaning forward until his thick cock head popped in. Tony's head slumped against the seat of the big leather chair and a moan, half pain/half pleasure, erupted out of him. The judge slowly worked all seven inches into his ass. Tony writhed as the swollen cock parted him, his ass gobbling it hungrily. When the judge's pubic hair rubbed his tender ass he winced. Judge Evers pulled all the way out and slammed back in, all the way to the base. Tony groaned. The judge turned to Angela, stirring on the desk. "Help our friend out here honey; make it a little easier for him." Angela slid off the desk and crawled under the two men, her breasts swaying heavy and pendulous as she got between Tony and the chair. She covered Tony's flaccid cock with her mouth, causing him to harden instantly. He moaned loudly as she formed a tight seal with her mouth, sucking hard and making his cock head throb. The attention made him clench his ass cheeks, sending tremors through him all the way to his balls. She tongued his slit as he had done for the judge earlier and he started to shake. The judge grabbed Tony's hips with both hands and pounded into him. Tony's legs slipped from under him but the judge had a firm hold that prevented him from falling. Judge Evers' thrusts got deeper, more urgent, while the suction on Tony's cock head felt almost suffocating, and the sensations from having his piss slit licked and teased made him break out it a sweat. Suddenly the judge roared and Tony felt hot cum coat the inner depths of his ass. Judge Evers' cock slid in even deeper with the extra lube, and Tony's own cock exploded in Angela's mouth. She swallowed him whole, tugging his balls as he came, milking him. When both men finally stopped coming Judge Evers pulled his softening cock out of Tony's ass and Angela got from under them. Sitting in the big leather chair, the judge made Tony clean his cock with his tongue while he sucked on Angela's tits and fingered her until she came again. Later, when they were all dressed, Judge Evers had them retake a seat in front of him. This time, it was Angela who sat casually and Tony who was attentive and on edge. "Just so we're clear," Judge Evers said," this never happened." They both nodded. "And Mr. Linn, just so WE'RE clear, anytime I hear that you aren't carrying your load, you'll swallow mine. Understand?" Tony nodded obediently. The End!