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Orgasm Club - Officer Orgasm #1

‘Blackmailed for Pleasure’

by Omega Prime

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(D/s, Exhib, W/s, semi-cons - MFf/F)

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The black limousine sped swiftly thru the dark night, deftly weaving in and around slower moving vehicles as it proceeded inexorably towards its destination. The luxurious interior was opulent to a fault; plush white velvet upholstery, cell phone, miniature color television and even a small bar. All this lavishness was lost on the sole passenger of the limousine, however, for two main reasons. First, Alexandra Jameson had other things on her mind, like ‘How did I ever get myself into this big of a mess?’. The second reason was a direct result of the first; Alexandra was blindfolded.

‘This is what happens when you try to help somebody out. You get yourself screwed!’ Alex thought bitterly to herself. She’d been set up, but good! It had all started out so innocently. When she learned her Uncle Matt had been stricken with a chronic illness, Alexandra wanted to do whatever she could to ease his pain and suffering. When the doctors refused to give him sufficient medication to stop the pain, Alex just had to step in to help out. She’d used her position as an officer of the Bellwood Police Department to get marijuana for her uncle to use, strictly for medicinal purposes. But she had gotten caught, on videotape no less. This wasn’t California. Alex had been looking at some serious hard time if Internal Affairs found out about her illicit activities. Jail was tough enough on anyone; it could be hell on earth for an ex-cop. And so she’d been forced to agree to the outrageous demands of her blackmailers.

They had certainly been clear enough on what they wanted from her. Not money, which was just as well since her policeman’s salary barely paid enough to put food on the table. No, what they were interested in was sex. Kinky sex at that. Well, she’d been pretty wild herself when she was younger. At twenty-five, Alexandra very much doubted they’d be able to do much to her that she hadn’t already at least tried out on her own. In return, she would be given the opportunity to earn back the incriminating videotapes. One tape per session. To earn them, Alexandra would have to engage in a variety of submissive acts. Nothing was off limits, although she’d been assured there would be no unprotected sex. That was one condition Alex intended to hold them to. She’d seen the ravages of AIDs first hand and had absolutely no intention of ending up like that.

Her current predicament had started earlier in the evening, after she got home from the station. Alex had received a phone call from her blackmailers. Tonight was to be her first chance to earn one of the tapes. The anonymous voice hadn’t provided her with a great deal of information on what was going to happen. When Alex had asked if she should wear anything special, the neutral voice told her not to bother. Alex could guess what that meant. Whatever she wore, she wouldn’t have it on for long. She’d been told that a limousine would pick her up in front of her apartment at precisely 7:30 PM. Once she got into the back seat, Alex was told she would find a blindfold. She was to put the blindfold on and not try to engage the driver in any conversation during the drive.

That one had been easy enough to comply with. The limousine was already waiting for her when she left her building, the passenger door gaping open, even though she arrived a few minutes early. She never saw the chauffeur, one way glass cut off her view of the driver’s seat. The limo had continued to idle until Alexandra had put on the blindfold, a black leather strapped mask with white fur covering the eye-holes. Once she’d donned the mask and slipped into a world of darkness, she felt the vehicle get underway, sealing her fate as it sped swiftly thru the crisp fall air.

After a while, Alexandra felt the vehicle slow, turn and then the ride got noticeably rougher, even in the sleek sedan. She guessed they’d turned off on a back road of some kind. They must be nearing their destination. Confirming her guess, the car soon came to a gentle stop. The engine was switched off and Alex waited tensely for whatever would happen next. She wondered if she could take her blindfold off now, but left it on just in case. Alex guessed if her blackmailers had wanted her to take it off when she arrived, they would have mentioned it.

She heard the car door swing open and felt a cool breeze softly caress her face. It felt good. The mask had gotten hot during the short drive and Alexandra was sweating lightly. A soft hand grasped Alex’s elbow and steered her out through the car door to stand outside of the limousine.

"No talking, if you please, Miss Jameson." a low pitched feminine voice informed Alexandra. "We’ll lead you to where you need to go this evening. Please leave your blindfold on until we arrive at our destination. We value our privacy here. We ask you to respect that, just as we will respect our bargain with you."

With that, Alexandra was carefully steered up some steps into a building of some kind. After a slow walk down a long hallway, Alexandra was abruptly halted and she felt the floor begin to move up silently. They were in an elevator of some kind. Alex frowned to herself. This wasn’t the cheap fly-by-night kind of operation that she had been expecting. She had guessed they were taking her to someone’s home, but who ever heard of an elevator in a house? Alex wondered just what it was that she had stumbled into.

The elevator came to a halt a short time later and Alex was prodded into motion once more. The floor on this level was not carpeted, Alexandra’s sneakers made slapping sounds as they proceeded down the hall. Several turns later, Alexandra was halted one last time, before she was silently ushered into a room.

Alex felt clumsy fingers fumbling with the snap on her mask and she took a deep breath. Now she would finally find out just who it was she was dealing with. All her previous contact with her blackmailers had been by phone. Even the videotape they gave her as proof had been left on her doorstep. After spending so much time blindfolded, the light in the room was blinding at first. As her eyes slowly adjusted, Alexandra had to fight to keep her jaw from dropping in amazement. Whatever she had been expecting, this wasn’t it.

She was standing in what appeared for all practical purposes to be the waiting room in some doctor’s office, complete with plastic chairs, receptionist window and three month old magazines decorating a nearby rack. She had this sudden nightmare that she’d just been paraded blindfolded through an office building, but quickly realized that no one would build an office building down the rough road they’d taken on the way in.

Turning to her side, she got a look at her escort for the first time. The girl was about Alex’s height, 5’4" and young, barely eighteen if Alex had to guess. She had short, curly blond hair and a pixish face. Her only garments were a thin yellow tube top which barely concealed her apple-shaped breasts and an outrageously short mini-skirt which came down to just below her rear. ‘She’d better not drop anything in that getup’ Alex thought sourly to herself. She was careful not to voice her sentiments out loud however. She guessed she’d be wearing far less before this night was over.

"Just check in with the receptionist, Miss Jameson." the young blond told Alexandra. "She’ll take care of your processing from there." Turning to leave, the young girl swiftly gripped and then released Alexandra’s arm. "Good luck!" she whispered softly. Alexandra was denied the opportunity to question her further though, as she left right afterwards. Alex noted dryly that the door locked automatically behind her. This might look like a waiting room, but she needed to keep in mind that it was something far different. Just what she wasn’t sure what yet.

Not knowing what else to do, Alex threaded her way across the waiting room and stopped before the receptionist’s window. A young brunette, probably twenty-two or twenty-three, sat dressed in what appeared to be a nurse’s uniform, chewing gum and reading a recent fashion magazine. Alex shook her head. Whoever these people were, they didn’t miss a trick. They had the whole doctor’s office routine down pat, even to the point of the bored receptionist. She cleared her throat softly. "I’m Alexandra Jameson. I think you’re expecting me."

The brunette looked up at Alex, still appearing to be bored silly. "Just a second hon, let me check." Pulling out a clipboard, she scanned it for a few seconds. "Okay, here you are Miss Jameson. I see you had an 8:30 appointment with us." the girl continued. "You’re a little early." she accused Alexandra.

Alexandra was flabbergasted. It wasn’t as if she’d had any control on when she arrived, but she bit back the sharp retort she wanted to make and told the girl; "I’m sorry. I didn’t know. I left my watch at home. The traffic this evening must have been light." she apologized sweetly.

The brunette, whose name-tag read "Alicia", gave her a piercing look, but left it alone. "I see this is your first time with us, Miss Jameson. I’m going to need you to fill out this medical history." she said handing Alex a clipboard and pen. "It will give you something to do while you’re waiting for the doctor."

Alex took the clipboard from the girl without further comment and padded over to one of the red plastic chairs where she sat down to fill out the questionnaire. The form seemed to be a standard medical form, asking about her medical history, any diseases she may have had, medication she was currently taking and so forth. The first several pages were pretty standard, but the last page had several questions on it that were very personal and reminded Alex sharply of why she was here in the first place.

For God’s sake, what business was it of these people how often she played with herself? Or what her favorite sexual fantasies were? Or how often she reached orgasm and her favorite techniques? Alex debated briefly on the wisdom of leaving these provocative questions blank. She had no desire to share such intimate details of her life with people who were after all blackmailing her. On the other hand, she didn’t want to provoke them unnecessarily either. In the end she compromised, and filled out ‘not applicable’ in the space provided. ‘Let’s see them make something out of that!’ she thought to herself with a grin.

"I’m done." Alexandra told the receptionist when she brought the survey back up to the window. "What would you like me to do next?" This saccharine sweetness was wildly out of character for Alexandra, but she thought there was a chance it would throw these people off guard. And who knew, maybe it was expected here.

The gum-cracking brunette looked up from scanning Alex’s form, giving her a sharp glance. There were clearly limits on just how much sass would be tolerated, the brunette’s icy glare seemed to convey to Alexandra. She returned to studying the completed survey, blinking slowly a few times as she scanned the last page. She frowned and looked up again at Alexandra. "Hon, we can’t help you if you won’t cooperate."

"I’m here, aren’t I?" Alex responded with a touch of frustration. "I mean, its not like I have a lot of choice about any of this. Let’s just get on with it."

Alicia’s brow furrowed for a minute, but pulled out a file and studied it carefully. Her expression cleared up after a moment, but the gaze she turned on Alexandra was distinctly chillier, if that was possible. "I’m sorry, Miss Jameson." she told Alexandra.

She definitely didn’t sound sorry, Alexandra thought.

"I was under the mistaken impression that you were one of our volunteers, but I see from your file that your presence is strictly under duress. That’s one group policy I don’t particularly agree with, but I suppose it’s not your fault. We’re turning good submissives away, what do we need to coerce people for?" Alicia asked rhetorically. "Don’t worry, I won’t hold your status against you." Alicia promised Alex insincerely. "Well, I suppose these preliminaries are going to be wasted on you, but you never know. You really should try to relax. You might find that you get into it after all. Stranger things have happened." Alicia coaxed helpfully.

Alexandra just stared back at her woodenly. The thin brunette shook her head, but let the subject drop. She’d clearly made her one attempt to appeal to Alex’s better nature and struck out. Alex had no desire to ‘get into it’. She was here for one purpose and one purpose only; to get those videotapes. She might not have a choice about going along with whatever perverse games her blackmailers had in mind for her, but she didn’t have to enjoy it. They should be happy she was playing along as much as she was.

The brunette nurse handed Alex something thru the receptionist window and Alexandra took it from her automatically. Unfolding it, she saw it was one of those thin white examination robes they always had people wear at the hospital or doctor’s office. Alex looked back at the nurse, pretty sure what was coming next. She wasn’t wrong.

"Please remove your clothing and put on this gown Miss Jameson." the girl smirked at Alex.

"Where...Where do I go to change?’ Alex asked hesitantly, already afraid she knew the answer.

"You can change right here in the waiting room. Go ahead, I won’t mind. In fact, I insist." she challenged Alex. The brunette had a distinct gleam in her brown eyes as she regarded Alex, obviously waiting for the squawking to begin.

Alex surprised the nurse by not protesting. She just began to strip out of her clothing casually, just as if she undressed in waiting rooms with people watching every day. Alex had taken her blackmailers at their word and dressed for comfort this evening. A light blouse, faded denims and sneakers were her attire tonight. As she finished unbuttoning the pearl buttons on her light green blouse, it fell open to expose her muscular midriff and tiny navel. Alex couldn’t help but notice the brunette continuing to stare at her. Well, let her look Alex thought defiantly. She had nothing to be ashamed of. At twenty-five, Alexandra was in the peak of condition. She had a real hard body which she spent hours keeping in shape at the police gymnasium. She even still had the residue of the light tan she picked up last summer at the beach.

Removing the blouse and carefully folding it on the chair, Alex deftly reached behind her back to unhook the white nylon bra she wore. Alex knew she didn’t have a whole lot in the chest department, barely needing a ‘B’ cup, even at her age. Even her nipples were tiny pink nubs, Alex thought critically to herself as her bra soon joined her blouse on the plastic seat. Oh well, no one was perfect. Standing topless in faded jeans, Alex glanced over once at Alicia for direction, who simply nodded for her to continue.

Taking a seat, Alex rapidly stripped off her sneakers and white shorty socks, setting them carefully on the floor under the chair. Reaching down for the snap on her faded blue jeans, Alex popped it quickly open and wriggled out of the tight jeans until they had formed a soft blue pool around her ankles. Stepping out of her jeans, now dressed in only sheer white panties, Alex stood back up. The brunette nurse persisted in staring intently. Alex had a wild impulse to turn around and shake her rear at the girl. Alex knew her tight heart-shaped butt and trim muscular thighs were her best features, but still there were limits. Alex hadn’t fooled around with other girls since high school, but she was pretty sure she remembered that look. The brunette’s interest was obvious and it made her a little uncomfortable. Of course, that was probably the whole idea.

Alex had just reached down to pick up the dressing gown, when a ‘tsking’ from the receptionist’s area stopped her cold. "You’re not finished yet. Every last stitch." she was told firmly.

"But, at my doctors..." Alex began before being harshly cut off by the nurse.

"As you so clearly pointed out earlier hon, you’re not at the doctor’s now. Lose the linen!" the brunette ordered Alex snidely. Payback for her earlier refusal to play along with this bitch was clearly going to be hell.

With a quiet sigh, Alex obeyed and the thin panties soon fell around her bare ankles, exposing a plump pubic mound adorned by a fleecy cloud of soft golden curls. Stepping out, she faced the brunette nurse defiantly, her chest thrown forward, fists bunched on her hips, daring the girl to say anything. She be damned if she’d let this twit of girl make her cringe.

The seconds slowly ticked by. Alex standing naked and defiant, the brunette just staring at her nonchalantly. Finally Alicia spoke up. "You know, you are allowed to put on the gown. That’s what its there for. Unless of course, you like standing bare-assed in front of me. Maybe you want me to help?" she suggested with a wicked grin.

Alexandra felt her face flame bright red to the tips of her ears. Well, she had asked for that one. She picked up the gown and donned the thin garment quickly before the mischievous nurse could follow through on her offer to help. While she had felt confident just a few moments before, the nurse’s wicked teasing had reminded Alex she was butt naked and vulnerable. She was glad to have even the uncertain protection of the thin gown now.

But something seemed to be wrong with this gown. Alex searched the garment frantically, desperate not to have to ask the nurse for help, but she couldn’t find the tie that held the gown closed. Checking the tag also revealed that this particular gown opened in front rather than the normal rear view. The gown also seemed about two sizes too small. The end result was that the gown left about two inches of Alex’s skin exposed, from her soft throat all the way down past her navel to her golden pubes, even when she clutched the garment together as tightly as she could. She looked up to find the brunette receptionist grinning at her from ear to ear.

"You got it right hon. Only don’t bother to hold that thing closed. It doesn’t hide your curlies anyhow." she wickedly informed Alex. "It’s made that way."

‘That figured!’ Alex thought to herself in chagrin. Somehow the gaping gown made her feel more naked than if she were in her birthday suit. Releasing her grip on the lapels made it even worse, the thin garment gaping open to expose the sides of her small breasts. She’d bet her nipples would peak out whenever she moved.

"I believe the doctor is ready to see you now." Alicia gleefully informed Alex.

The oak door slowly swung open, revealing Alicia’s desk and the typical paraphernalia you’d expect to find in a doctor’s office. The young brunette stood by the open door, and Alex realized for the first time the girl towered over her. ‘She must be almost six feet tall.’ Alex thought in amazement. For all the girl’s cheap makeup and gum-cracking demeanor, she had fine bone structure and the figure and grace of a model. Alex wondered whether the girl was playing a role of her own or whether she really was as unsophisticated as she seemed.

"Right this way hon." the nurse gestured down a long white corridor filled with closed doors. "It’s the third door on the right. Let’s go. The doctors are expecting you."

Alexandra reluctantly plodded down the hall, her bare feet making soft slapping sounds on the cold linoleum floor, coming to a halt in front of the third door on the right as instructed. She paused to wait for the young brunette to catch up.

"Yoouch!!" Alex yelped out. The brunette had just pinched her ass hard through the thin gown. She swiftly turned her head, blonde curls flying, to glare in accusation at the brunette who was grinning at her perkily.

"I didn’t tell you to wait around all day, did I Miss?" Alicia smirked at Alex. "Just go right on in. You’re expected."

Alex didn’t dare to rub her aching rear since that would cause the damn gown to gape completely open when she entered the room, so she settled for what she hoped was an icy stare at the girl before turning and pushing into the room.

Given what had happened so far, what she saw didn’t really surprise her. The room was relatively small, painted a uniform white, harshly lit with light glaring from overhead fluorescent lights and resembled nothing so much as her gynecologist’s examination room, complete with examination table. One wall was dominated by a large mirror which reflected half the room. The occupant of the table would be treated to a great view of herself in that mirror, Alex noted dryly. She guessed the mirror was also a one-way mirror, similar to what they used in the police station to grill suspects. That would fit the MO of this crowd.

Two people were waiting in the room, looking at her expectantly. Their white lab coats must mean they were the doctors, or mad scientists, or whatever. The man looked about thirty-five, with curly brown hair and handsome in a craggy sort of way. The woman seemed to be in her early thirties, with thick glasses and dark red hair currently tied up in a bun. She looked like the stereotype of an absentminded female scientist, no makeup and an distracted air about her.

The man spoke up. "I’m Doctor Samuels and my colleague is Doctor Belanger." he gestured towards the redhead. "We’re going to be conducting your initial in-processing tonight. Please have a seat on the edge of the table Miss Jameson so we can get started. We’ve got some routine tests we need to do first." he said, patting the table with his hand.

Obediently hopping up, Alex sat in bemusement while the doctors ran her through a standard physical exam, complete with blood pressure check and even a blood test. Unlike her own doctor’s office, Alex noticed that this table was well padded. At least she wouldn’t freeze her butt off on this thing. Alexandra felt herself relaxing as she settled into the familiar routine of the physical examination.

"Well that’s that." the redhead commented to her colleague. The examination apparently over, Alexandra hopped off the table back onto the floor. She wondered if this could really be all there was to it. Somehow, she doubted it. Her fears were confirmed when the man spoke up. "Just a few more tests to complete and you’ll be done for the night."

Alex waited with some trepidation for the hammer to fall. It wasn’t long in coming.

"We’re going to need a urine sample from you Miss Jameson, to run some further tests." the redhead explained to Alexandra. From one of the many shelves, the woman produced a wide-necked glass jar and handed it to Alexandra who stood holding it dumbly for a moment.

Alex felt a sinking feeling grow in the pit of her stomach. She did not like where this was going, not at all. "Where’s your restroom?" she asked hopefully. "So I can give you...give you your sample." Alex finished lamely.

Dr. Samuels confirmed her worst fears, effortlessly assuming the role of a dominant. He gave Alex his demands in a firm, no nonsense voice. "There is no restroom, at least not for you young lady. We want you to pee. We want you to pee right here... right now... into that beaker you’re holding, with all of us watching you do it. I want that glass at least three quarters full and god only help you if you spill any."

Damn them!! Alexandra had always been shy about her bodily functions, even in front of her boyfriends. To be forced to pee for the perverse amusement of three total strangers and god knew how many people behind the mirror was almost more than she could bear. Alex just knew her face was redder than Dr. Belanger’s hair. Did she want the videotapes that badly?

"I understand that in prison, there are no doors on the toilets at all." Alicia remarked conversationally at Dr. Samuels who nodded sagely.

Okay, okay, I get the idea." Alex snapped at the girl. Alex hunkered down in a squat and settled the cold rim of the glass beaker just under her groin.

"Spin around and face the mirror." Dr. Belanger told the hopelessly flustered blonde. "I want you to watch yourself while you’re doing it." she said without an ounce of compassion in her voice.

‘And no doubt giving the perverts behind the mirror a great show!’ Alex thought bitterly to herself. Still, she had no choice. She waddled around as indicated until she faced the mirror. Although she was now turned away from the three people in the room, Alex could see they still had a perfect view of her open-kneed squat reflected in the mirror. She tried to relax, so she could pee, but nothing came out. She really did need to go, but trying to relax her bladder with all these people watching was going to be almost impossible for her.

After Alex had strained for a couple minutes without any progress, she heard Dr. Samuels remark, "Dr. Belanger, why don’t you go over and see if you can help our distressed patient out. Frankly, we’re all getting a little impatient. See what you can do to persuade our young client that this is really for her own good." he declared ominously.

Alex trembled lightly as she saw the redheaded doctor approaching in the mirror. The woman knelt behind the squatting blonde and reached one hand around Alex’s body to press firmly right on her aching bladder, just above the pubic bone. The woman’s cold fingers started a rhythm of pressing and releasing that soon had Alex squirming around with the need to urinate, but still nothing came out.

The woman whispered harshly in the desperate blonde’s ear. "I want you to piss right now you little bitch!" emphasizing her humiliating command with an especially hard dig into Alexandra’s overstressed bladder.

That did it! The dam suddenly broke and Alexandra was suddenly pissing a hard yellow stream into the beaker. She had desperately wanted to avoid peeing at this awful woman’s command, but she hadn’t been given any choice. In the mirror, Alex saw the beaker was almost half full and the stream was still going strong, no doubt aided by Dr. Belanger’s continuing pressure on her aching bladder. By the time Alex finally finished, the beaker was full almost to the brim with her urine. Alex set it down very carefully, terrified of spilling any, given the doctor’s earlier threats.

Alex was sure she would die of humiliation when the nurse handed her some toilet paper to wipe herself with. Alicia took the brimming beaker from Alex without comment, for which Alex was grateful. She didn’t think she could stand further degradation right now.

Alexandria stared at the examination table with some trepidation. ‘Test out her reflexes, huh?’ She could just imagine what that entailed. Alex strongly suspected that before the night was thru, she’d come to regard the embarrassment of peeing for an audience as the least of her embarrassments, given what these perverts undoubtedly had in store for her. If only she hadn’t stolen that pot... But regrets were not going to save her now. It was a little too late for that.

As Alex had noticed earlier, the examination table itself was somewhat unusual, or at least it would be in a real gynecologist’s office. For one thing, there was comfortable leather padding covering the cold steel, even on the arm and leg rests. There was even a contour leather pillow at the head of the table, although Alex suspected that was probably present more to force the victim to witness her own debauching than out of any desire for the patient’s comfort. Padded fur-lined restraints adorned the arm and leg rests and wide leather straps were spaced at various intervals on the table. Once she was strapped in that thing, she wasn’t going anywhere.

With some misgivings, Alex climbed slowly up onto the table, spreading her legs to place her feet into the widespread stirrups, which were really quite comfortable, lined with felt.

"We’re going to strap your ankles into the rests." Alicia informed Alex lightly and proceeded to do just that, cinching the leather restraints tightly to each ankle. A subtle tug of her legs confirmed Alex’s fears. She wasn’t going anywhere until they had finished with her. "Now for the waist." Alex was blithely informed by the nurse cum. dominatrix. Alicia drew a wide fur lined belt and cinched it down tightly, just above Alex’s waist. "You wouldn’t want to embarrass yourself by squirming around all over the place, now would you?" Alicia asked with an evil snicker. Alex stared daggers at the girl. Another wide strap was then fastened in place just below her shoulders followed shortly thereafter by her wrists being bound tightly to the contoured arm rests.

While all this was happening, Dr. Samuels had wheeled a complicated monitor out from the corner of the examination room. Various wires and electrodes trailed from the contraption. "We’re going to hook you up to this monitor Miss Jameson. With it, we’ll keep track of your reactions to various stimuli, strictly for the sake of science. I’m sure you understand."

Oh, Alex understood all right. These bastards were going to have their way with her and they were going to monitor her most intimate reactions every minute. She wouldn’t have any secrets left when they were through with her. Of course, she really didn’t have a lot of choice right at this moment. At least not physically. But her mind was her own. She might have to put up with this, but she could remain stoic. Alex made a pledge to herself not to give in to these people. She wouldn’t give them the satisfaction.

While Alex was making her pact with herself, Dr.’s Belanger and Samuels were placing the sensors on Alex’s helpless body. The electrodes were flat metal plates covered with a special glue that allowed them to adhere to Alex’s skin. They placed electrodes on her forehead, ribcage and stomach, under her arms, on the sides of her breasts, on her inner thighs and finally on her pelvis just above her pubic thatch. Dr. Samuels took delight in explaining to Alexandra that the sensors would measure her pulse rate, breathing, sweat production and even muscle contractions, whether voluntary or otherwise. The diabolic machine even had several state-of-the-art zoom cameras which would monitor Alex’s pupil dilation, her nipples and her pelvis. The video output would be fed into an artificial intelligence program which would combine the inputs to determine her sexual reactions to different stimuli.

"And of course we’re not quite finished yet." Alicia whispered wickedly into Alex’s shell-like ear. Alex tried to ignore her.

Dr. Samuels had a thin four inch long rod which he was lubricating with some kind of gel. "This will monitor the moisture within your vagina. The gel is quick drying, so it shouldn’t throw off the readings too much." he explained to Alex. She steeled herself for what was coming next. The probe was cold as it slid smoothly inside her, but at least it didn’t hurt. The goop helped at least that much.

"Alright Miss Jameson, we’re ready to begin now. This test is designed to test your reactions to different methods of sexual stimulation, to determine your likes and dislikes, so to speak. Believe me, this will really make the time you spend with us more enjoyable. You may not believe that right now, but you wouldn’t be the first one to change her mind about our little group. Relax as best you can."

‘Relax!!’ Alex thought sarcastically to herself. ‘That’s easy for him to say. He’s not strapped butt naked to the slab in Frankenstein’s laboratory!’

Dr. Samuels had continued with what was undoubtedly the same pat speech he gave to all his victims in this situation. "You may find that you experience several orgasms while undergoing this test. Don’t be alarmed, that’s not at all unusual. In fact, I dare say we’ve never had a patient who didn’t climax at least once."

‘Well, they’re damned sure going to have one now.’ Alex thought grimly.

Dr. Samuels turned to Alicia. "Nurse, I’d like you to conduct the first part of this procedure. I’ve always found that women are better at warming the patient up." Alex expected the tall brunette to go for either her breasts or groin and was surprised when the girl started off by lightly running her fingers all over Alex’s body. Alicia deftly stroked Alex’s neck, arms, stomach and sides. Although Alex had worked herself up to resist her tormentors, it was hard not to relax to the gentle touches. Alex was surprised by the thin brunette’s light touch. She felt her breathing begin to slow and deepen when the younger girl started lightly stroking her legs from the ankles to the upper thighs. The nurse kept it up for about five minutes, fondling all over Alex’s trussed up body, touching just hard enough to caress, but not soft enough to tickle. Alex felt her pelvic muscles involuntarily shiver whenever Alicia’s teasing nails strayed too close to her blonde pubic thatch, but the brunette never followed up on her teasing exploration. Instead she would reverse course and move her caresses higher up Alex’s torso. Tiny blonde hairs were standing up all over Alex’s body before the brunette was through.

When the nurse finally backed away from the examination table, Alex sighed softly to herself. That had been both better and worse than she had expected. Who would have thought that the uncouth brunette would have such a deft touch? Still, it didn’t bode well for her ability to resist their more intimate advances. She’d just have to try harder.

"Thank you, Nurse Masters." Dr. Samuels congratulated her. "That should do it for the initial warm-up." He paused to look at his colleague for comment, but Dr. Belanger was engrossed in studying the computer screen and didn’t say anything. Dr. Samuels shook his head and continued, "I’ll be conducting the next part of the examination myself. The next stage of our treatment will test the sensitivity of your breasts."

"What little there is to test!" Alicia wise-cracked crudely.

Alex’s face burned. She knew she didn’t have large breasts like that bimbo. There wasn’t any need to rub it in.

Dr. Belanger apparently felt the same way, or at least she rose to Alex’s defense. "Nurse Manning!! This is supposed to be a professional examination, not an opportunity to belittle our patients. If you can’t handle it, let us know! Now! Or maybe you just need some refresher training?" the redheaded physician suggested with an edge to her voice.

"No, no, Please Dr. Belanger!! I forgot myself. I’ll be good! Really!!" Alicia gasped out quickly. The young brunette looked not only chastened, but nervous and maybe even a little scared. Whatever this refresher training involved, Alex hoped she’d never have any part of it.

The redheaded doctor turned back to her computer screen, apparently mollified by the brunette’s apology. Alex was startled back to contemplating her own precarious situation when Dr. Samuels cupped her small breasts firmly in his large hands and began a tender massage. He alternated between dancing his fingers lightly along the slope of her breasts and squeezing them in a gentle rhythm. Not too hard, not too soft... just right. Alex felt her tiny pink nipples begin to involuntarily erect into his massaging palms. Most men made the mistake of ignoring Alex’s breasts because of their small size, so having this kind of attention paid to them was novel in her experiences.

After a few minutes of breast stimulation, Dr. Samuels switched techniques and started lightly tracing the perimeter of each of Alex’s small aureole. "Her nipples are definitely hard now." Dr. Belanger spoke up from her monitor station. Alex knew that. She didn’t need a multi-million dollar computer system to state the obvious. Still, she struggled to remain stoic and not show emotion. Dr. Samuels made it even harder on the helplessly restrained blonde by abandoning her aureole to toy mercilessly with the erect nipple itself.

Dr. Samuels varied the technique he used on Alex’s distressed nipples, undoubtedly to provide more data for his fiendish machine. He’d flick them, tweak them, massage them, tickle them, roll them remorselessly between his thumb and fingers and sometimes he even pinched them. He spent just long enough with one technique to ensure a good reading before moving along to the next. Alex had never, ever, had her nipples played with this long before. They were hard as little pebbles and Alex felt a distinct moistness begin to develop between her widespread thighs. She was surprised, however, that Dr. Belanger didn’t choose to comment on her arousal which was probably glaringly evident to the sophisticated computer.

After what seemed like an eternity, Dr. Samuels finally deserted her aching nipples. Alex thankfully assumed that this part of the ordeal was over. She took a deep breath, determined to take advantage of this respite from stimulation to regain her wits. A light sheen of swear covered her tanned muscles, but Alex still felt in control of her emotions. Okay, she had squirmed around some, but that was only natural. Now she could relax for a few minutes. Stoic! Yes, that was the key.

It was that much more of a shock then, when only a few seconds later, Alex felt Dr. Samuel’s tongue spread a slick, hot circle of saliva around her engorged left aureole. After repeating the devastating circle on her right breast, he began slapping the erect tip wetly back and forth with his tongue. Just as before, he used a variety of different techniques, licking, sucking and even nibbling her hard little cones. When he finally deigned to suck her throbbing little nipple into his hot mouth, Alex felt as if her soul was being slowly drawn out thru her chest.

Alex barely prevented a soft groan. She was sweating noticeably now and her hard little breasts seemed to be straining upwards to reach towards his mouth. Even her unoccupied breast was not given any hiatus. While his teeth were gently nipping one swollen nipple, he’d be teasing the other one with devious fingers to keep both nipples rock-hard and throbbing. ‘It would be a hell of a lot easier to be stoic if he’d just stay away from my darn nipples!’ Alex thought frantically.

Just when Alex was sure she couldn’t take even a minute more without expressing some outward signs of her emotions, he finally relented. Alex stayed tense for a minute or so, wary of another trick, but he really did seem to be finished. Alex heaved a deep sigh of relief. His incessant toying with her vulnerable nipples had definitely struck an erotic chord deep within her and she was just as glad for it to stop. While Dr. Belanger and her perverted machine might know the truth of just how deeply this had affected her, she hadn’t put on a show for the unseen watchers. Outwardly, she was calm as a summer’s day. Alright, maybe a hot summer’s day, but a summer’s day nevertheless.

The two doctors of perversion were now conferring quietly over by the monitor. Too quietly for Alex to make out what they were saying. Probably just as well. A quick glance over at Nurse Alicia was no help. The uncouth brunette just winked saucily at her. Uneasy at whatever the girl was implying, Alex turned away hurriedly.

The next few minutes passed without incident, giving Alex ample opportunity to regain her self-control. Finally, finished with whatever they had been discussing, Dr. Samuels again approached the bound policewoman. "Miss Jameson, for the last phase of our test, Dr. Belanger has persuaded me that she is more qualified to administer the stimulation. Frankly, I’ll admit that I don’t completely agree with her assessment. However, in the interests of professional courtesy, I’m allowing her to proceed. I’m sure you understand." he told Alex conspiratorially.

Alex understood nothing of the sort, but she had little choice in the matter. Alex admitted to herself that the domineering redhead both scared and intimidated her. She could expect little mercy from that one. By now, Dr. Belanger had moved to stand between her parted thighs. She was holding a control device of some kind. Alex found out just what kind when the doctor pressed a button and the table underneath her back gave a lurch and her head and shoulders started slowly move upwards, until she was raised up almost to a sitting position.

Another button pressed, gears whined and Alex’s thighs began to move even farther apart, stretching her legs wide open until even the tendons on her inner thighs were clearly pronounced. This obscene position parted Alex’s outer lips, helplessly exposing her inner treasures to whatever perverse plans the doctor had in store for her. Her lush blonde pubes were no help at all. The pale wisps concealed nothing and served only to accentuate her exposure.

Like Alicia had done, Dr. Belanger started out slowly, building up the sensations gradually. Unpainted nails slowly traced a delicate path from Alex’s knees down the extended tendons of her sensitive inner thighs, stopping just short of her widespread groin. The redheaded doctor repeated this maneuver several times and each time Alex tensed, expecting this to be the time when the woman followed through with her tease. And each time she was denied. Alex’s hard thigh muscles were clenched with tension and she couldn’t help quivering a little whenever the teasing fingers got too close to her center.

Alex willed herself not to react to the tempting caresses. Although the doctor’s touch was skillfully applied, she was being used by these people. A specimen on a laboratory table. She couldn’t do what she’d like and arrest the whole damn lot of them, not while they had those videotapes. But she could deny them any vicarious pleasures of her own reactions.

The doctor’s teasing fingers eventually left her sensitive inner thighs to tug and twirl wisps of Alex’s pale blonde pubes on her plump mound. "You just let me now when you’re ready for more." the redhead told her, staring hard into Alex’s wide blue eyes. Alex felt her taunt stomach muscles tremble in anticipation. She was ready now. She just hoped to be able to hide the depth of her true reactions from the unseen audience. If only the goddamn machine wouldn’t give her away!

The doctor’s sidelong glance back at the monitor dashed that hope. This woman was going to play her like a piano, judging the sweetness of each note by the reactions of her treacherous body. She felt her hard stomach muscles ripple involuntarily when Dr. Belanger’s fingers drifted down towards her helplessly exposed vagina. The doctor traced a slow circle of fiendish pleasure around Alex’s engorged outer lips, making Alex long to thrust herself on the probe buried deep within her moist folds. Alex desperately wanted to move, either to escape the wickedly teasing touches or force some satisfaction from her tormentor, but couldn’t because of her position. She just had to sit there and take it, however the redhead decided to dish it out.

The brunette nurse didn’t make if any easier on the distressed blond, whispering softly in her ear, "I bet your little clit is hard as a rock. You can’t wait til the doc gives it the business, huh?" Alex tried to ignore the chit of a girl, but images of her oh-so-sensitive clitoris being manipulated by clever fingers sent chills down the her spine.

Alex gave off a sudden, sharp gasp! Dr. Belanger had noticed her distraction and chosen that moment to run a long finger deep into Alex’s moist pussy, right alongside the damnable probe. The redhead withdrew the digit slowly, staring deep into Alex’s eyes. The doctor had a slight smile on her face, the first sign of any real emotion from the woman. Dr. Belanger held the incriminating finger up high in the air, so both Alex and the unseen watchers could get a good long look. "I believe, Officer Jameson, that in your line of work this is referred to as evidence!" The doctors finger gleamed wetly with Alex’s juices. Alex just shut her eyes in shame and turned away from the doctor’s knowing stare.

A sharp spasm of pleasure had Alex’s eyes wide open a second later. The doctor was now tickling the sensitive strip of skin between her vagina and anus. This woman was a monster!! Alex gritted her teeth and tried to clamp down on her overwrought nerve endings. She’d sworn she wasn’t going to react to these fiends! Of course, that promise had been a lot easier to keep when somebody wasn’t tickling her inner labia like that bitch was now!

"Are we taking the fifth, officer?" the redheaded doctor prodded Alex mercilessly, emphasizing her taunt by playing with the soft folds of skin high in her pussy, moving them from side to side so that the hood of her clitoris moved and stimulated the sensitive bud beneath. Alex bit down on a moan, struggling desperately against the sensations that threatened to overwhelm her swollen flesh. She’d always been outrageously sensitive on her small clitoris. A few rubs the right way on her swollen little clit and she was off to the races. If the doctor figured that out, Alex was a goner. Her only hope was to distract the woman, and soon!

"Ha..Have you forgotten about the exam!!...examination already?" Alex managed to gasp out. At least she hadn’t given in to the urge to moan, although she probably would have been more coherent if the bitch hadn’t been teasing her urethra when she was trying to talk.

The redhead’s fingers stilled and she frowned in annoyance. It appeared the good doctor had indeed forgotten about the original intent of their perverted examination. When she resumed her ministrations once more between Alex’s split thighs, it was at a much more deliberate pace, although she was no less thorough. Alex gave a mental shout of triumph! Although the doctor’s teasing forays into her helplessly exposed pussy were still sending shivers of pleasure up and down her body, she had broken out of the rapid spiral she had been in which could have only had one conclusion; orgasm. Now, with the doctor trying different approaches and examining her monitors for Alex’s reactions, thus providing a slight respite in the pleasure, she had some chance to retain her dignity and avoid cumming all over this woman’s fingers.

Even at the more deliberate pace, the next ten minutes were extremely difficult for Alex as she struggled to maintain her composure while depraved fingers probed mercilessly within her vulva. Her breathing became rapid, her small chest heaving in and out swiftly. Rivulets of sweat ran freely down her torso, her tan body gleaming in the harsh light or the examination room. While the doctor had apparently abandoned her attempts for the moment to force a humiliating orgasm from Alex’s reluctant body, just resisting the various tweaks, pokes and probes the woman inflicted on her took every ounce of Alex’s willpower.

Alex came close to breaking down when Dr. Belanger slid her middle finger into Alex’s vagina and rubbed her nail maddeningly right on Alex’s G-spot. The ripping cascade of pleasure this triggered was enough to finally force a low moan from Alex. If the redhead had kept it up even five seconds longer, Alex would have been squirting all over her hand. Fortunately for the distressed blonde, the doctor withdrew her infernal talon just in time.

As the doctor was once more consulting her computer readout, Alex tried to steel herself for what was coming next. And it wouldn’t be her, she vowed silently! The redhead had used techniques galore everywhere else in her pussy, but had carefully avoided the sensitive clitoris. Alex knew it would take everything she had to avoid cumming when the doctor worked her wiles on that hard little nub. Alex’s tiny clit was now standing up proudly, just peeking out of it’s hood, not realizing the danger it’s mistress was now in.

Alicia chose that moment to resume her teasing of the helpless blond. "Your little man-in-a-boat is just begging for it. Don’t think I can’t tell." she teased Alex mercilessly. "Is it true that a stiff clit has no conscience?" she asked. "I’ll bet your going to find out any minute now!"

Alex desperately tried to shut the girl out. If the doctor took her clit by surprise because the brunette distracted her, she’d never recover her wits fast enough to prevent a climax. Through blurry eyes, she saw the redhead move into position once more. Alex bit down on her tongue and blinked frantically when the first bolt of sensation tore through her as Dr. Belanger ran a slick finger every so lightly over the exposed kernel. Alex desperately ran through a long division problem, thought about world hunger, anything to distract her from the jolts of pleasure emanating from her throbbing clit.

"Tell me officer, do you like it better back and forth? Or maybe up and down? Or perhaps in little circles?" the redhead wickedly teased Alex, suiting action to words as she tormented Alex’s stone-hard clit. The redhead was obviously determined not to let
Alex go without at least one shattering climax. Alex was just as determined not to cum, not on this cold woman’s fingers. She stayed determined until a quick rub against the stem of her erect little nub destroyed her willpower once again.

Alex was unable to prevent her crotch from thrusting up towards the doctor’s fingers. "Youuu bitchhh!!" she hissed softly at the redhead, her head thrashing, frizzy blonde curls flying from side to side. A tiny pinch of her hard clit was the doctors only reply, forcing yet another sharp gasp from the helpless blonde. The doctor continued her clit-tease until Alex was climbing the walls with lust. Just when it seemed that Alex had come too far and was about to fall hopelessly into the dizzying abyss of orgasm, the redhead stopped and stepped back. Even a light breeze over her exposed clit would have triggered a climax at that point, but no further touches were forthcoming.

Dr. Samuels approached the hopelessly pinioned blonde once again. "Miss Jameson, or I suppose to be more formal it really should be Officer Jameson, but I find it hard to stand on etiquette when you’re like this." A long pause. "Off duty, I mean of course."

‘Like hell he did!’ Alex thought. He meant when she was bare-ass naked, trussed up like a thanksgiving turkey and panting with desire. "Just let me loose and give me one of those fucking tapes! I’ve certainly earned it tonight, putting up with you three perverts! I just want to get dressed and go home." she told him angrily. Dr. Belanger had removed the probe from Alex and was now busy removing the sensors from her body. Alex waiting expectantly for them to loosen her bonds as well.

"I’m sorry Alexandra, I’m afraid you misunderstand. We’re not done yet tonight. There’s still one more test you’ve got to complete before we’re through." Dr. Samuels continued.

Alex just stared at the man in undisguised horror.

"It won’t take long, I promise. I must inform you, however, for this last part you’re going to have to be gagged. It just wouldn’t do to have your screams of pleasure disrupting the entire neighborhood. We always try to obey the local noise ordinances. I’m sure you understand officer." the doctor informed Alex condescendingly.

"Fuck y..mphhh!!" Alex managed to get only half the explicative out before a gag was unceremoniously shoved into her mouth and quickly tied off behind her head. She had to settle for a hateful glare at the bastard instead.

"Oh come now, it hasn’t been all bad, has it?" he asked with a slow grin, stroking her exposed vulva and giving her still taunt clit a quick tickle as he asked the question. Alex’s pussy spasmed in pleasure and she couldn’t prevent her hips from straining towards his hand. "No, off course it hasn’t." he answered his own question, ignoring the sounds of protest coming from beneath Alex’s gag.

The sound of the door opening distracted Alex, but she couldn’t quite see who entered due to the angle of the room, even through the mirror. She could, however, hear Dr. Samuels conversing with the newcomers, whoever they were. "Our patient, whom I understand you know, has recently undergone a trial to test her responses. I believe you’ll find she’s been adequately warmed up. These printouts we’ve provided you describe her weak spots in detail."

Someone she knew!! Alex wanted to curl up and die. But she couldn’t, bound as she was. She just had to sit here and offer up her pussy to whomever these bastards had produced. Being gagged as she was, she couldn’t even plead with her captors for mercy. Alex felt her gut clench in dread.

"Remember our deal!" a scratchy male voice demanded.

Alex knew that voice. She just couldn’t place from where.

"Of course we remember." Dr. Samuels smoothly reassured him. "For every climax you manage to extract from Officer Jameson within the time limits, we’ll reward you with one thousand dollars cash. Of course, if she somehow manages to resist you two, she gets an extra reward. Are these terms acceptable?"

"Betcha ass they are!" a new voice, female this time, chimed in. "I gots no love for dis honky pig! If a making the bitch bust a nut will piss her off, I’m all over that shit. Just you have the G’s in hand when she’s swimming in her own juices!"

‘Oh shit!!’ That was one voice Alex definitely recognized. ‘Mo’ was her street handle. Alex knew the girl’s real name, the one on her rap sheet, was Mowina Washington. A street-tough gang-banger at nineteen, Mo had grown up fast in the hard world of the inner city projects. The girl had a police record as long as her arm. Alex knew, she had busted the girl herself for everything from prostitution to running crack. Of course, she was back out on the streets almost as fast as she was arrested, thanks to the reform approach within the criminal justice system.

"Damn fucking right! What I couldn’t do with that kind of bread!" the scratchy voice enthused. He had moved forward enough for Alex to make him out his face through the mirror. Thomas Stevens!! She’d busted him too. On vandalism, DWI and similar charges. A sixteen year old high-school punk who thought he was a real hard case, that was Tommy. A black leather jacket, dirty tee-shirt, faded jeans and unkempt black hair completed the picture of a high school delinquent. Unlike Mowina, Thomas didn’t even have the disadvantage of growing up on the streets. He had been raised in the suburbs by a good family. Tom was living proof that rotten apples could fall from good trees.

Mowina moved forward as well to stand next to her partner in the upcoming debauchery. The young black girl was dressed provocatively as always, in a screaming red miniskirt and white tube top. Her jet black hair was done up in beads and corn-rows, tacky gold jewelry adorning her wrists and neck. The wicked glint in Mowina’s eyes did nothing for Alex’s piece of mind.

Alex was in shock. The blackmailers had sworn to her that these sessions would be discrete. But she knew these people! Word of her humiliation was bound to be all over the streets in no time flat, ruining both her life and her career at the same time. Just as effectively as if they’d turned the damning tapes over to Internal Affairs. This wasn’t right! She shouted in anger at her captors through the gag, but the words came out as incomprehensible growls.

As if reading her mind, Dr. Samuels spoke up soothingly. "As much as I’m sure it concerns you Alexandra, you can count on complete discretion from Mr. Stevens and Ms. Washington." Alex stared at him angrily, her blue eyes clearly conveying her disbelief. "Our club uses them from time to time for small tasks like this one. They’re well aware of the penalties for loose lips." It was the nervous expressions on the faces of the two delinquents rather than the doctor’s words that convinced Alex. However much these two punks might have it in for her, they were more scared of these people. Her reputation was probably safe, at least from petty malice on their part. She still didn’t know who these people were, but they must wield consider influence to keep these two toughs in line.

Moving around to where she could see him, Dr. Samuels spoke to Alex. "First, let me explain the rules of our little game. For the next half-hour, these two ruffians will have unlimited access to your body. The only two rules are no pain and no marks. As you heard, they will be amply rewarded for each climax they manage to extract from you. To give you some incentive to resist their ministrations, I’m authorized to give you a second videotape for tonight’s session if you somehow win this little game. Now in order to make this completely fair, we need to even the odds a little. Dr. Belanger, if you please." he requested politely.

"Eeeeiiiiiiaaaa!!" Alex’s scream was clearly audible, even through the gag. The redheaded bitch had just dumped a large glass of freezing ice water directly on her exposed pussy. Alex’s blue eyes blazed like fire as she glared at both doctors.

"I’m sorry we had to do that Miss Jameson." Dr. Samuels told Alex calmly. "You were just too close to the edge. The contest wouldn’t have been any challenge. I believe you’ll find that your desire has receded somewhat."

Although Alex still felt like she’d been hit in the gut with an icy fist, she realized the doctor was right. Her nipples had gone soft and the icy bath had forced her clit to retreat under its hood. Her heart was hammering like mad, but that was more from the shock of the ice bath than from unquenched desire. She began to think she had a good chance at beating these SOBs at their own perverted little game. After all, hadn’t she resisted the real experts for almost two hours, even with their fancy computer. Surely she could control herself with a couple of crude youngsters she didn’t even like.

Each of the two delinquents were eagerly scanning the printouts the doctor had supplied them with. Frankly, it was a surprise to Alex that either of these two could even read. She wondered idly if the club had supplied pictures rather than words. The whimsical thought brought a brief grin to her face.

"You remember the plan homeboy." Mowina snapped at her co-conspirator. "You follow my lead, got it?" Thomas gave her a surly look, but mumbled something that obviously intended to imply consent. Clearly, the older street-tough girl was going to be the dominant one of this pair.

They moved closer to Alex, taking stations around the helpless blonde. Tom stood just behind her while Mowina stood waiting between Alex’s helplessly parted thighs. Alex had never felt so exposed in all her life. Embarrassment warred with outrage, each striving to dominate her emotions. Something of the conflict must have shown in Alex’s eyes. The black girl smiled cheekily at her.

"Your rep is safe with us, girl. Tommy and I ain’t no snitches. Don’t do to cross these dudes no how. They is serious players. Dis stays between us. You gots nothing to fret about on that score. Yo pussy, on the other hand, dats all mine." Mowina promised Alex direly. "Don’t you even be thinking of holding out on us. I done this before, tho Tommy boy is a virgin at this sort of thang. I gots to admit tho, you gots yourself a real hard body hidden under your cops uniform. You should dress like dis more often. That right, Tommy-boy?"

"You got it in one momma." Tom replied with an evil leer. The young punk was staring directly at Alex’s exposed pussy through the mirror. Alex felt like some bug pinned in a display case. "She’s a real stone fox! Too bad she’s also a cop. Maybe I can convince she’d be better off running with me!"

"Dream on white boy!" Mowina sneered. "Just you do your thing and I’ll do mine. Okay momma," Mowina said to the helpless blonde officer, "We is on the clock, so nuff of this farting around. First, we gots to relax you. You all tense, ready to fight us. Can’t have dat. Ready Tommy-boy?"

"Yup." the greasy youth replied eagerly.

"Good!" Mowina regarded Alex with a wide smile. "You sitting there all hoity-toity, like yo shit don’t stink. Well, I gots a little trick ta bring ya down to our level. We use it to initiate kids in our gang. If its good nuff for blood, it won’t hurt you none."

Alex wondered what on earth the girl was talking about. She tensed, expecting Mo to go for her groin or an assault on her breasts from the lurking Tommy. Thank god they’d said no pain. Alex didn’t like to think what these two hoodlums might have thought up with no restrictions. When Mowina’s assault finally came, it was to a totally unexpected way. Staring hard into Alex’s defiant face, the young girl ran one long green fingernail slowly down the wrinkled sole of Alex’s elevated right foot.

"Yo ticklish girl?" Mowina taunted wickedly. Alex gave a frantic squeal into her gag, her leg jerked hard against the restraints. "Yes? No?" One tormenting digit soon turned into two; then four wicked talons were tickling Alex’s hopelessly exposed soles without a trace of mercy. Alex sputtered angry protests into her gag, but her muffled cries soon broke down into giggles, then finally into outright laughter. Mowina was tickling Alex like mad on both widespread feet now, tormenting the bound blond all the way from her sensitive arches to her cringing toes. Alex’s strong thighs frantically struggled against their bonds, but she was too well secured. Nothing was going to save her sensitive soles.

An even shriller shriek from Alex announced that Tommy had joined Mowina in this terrible torture, goosing Alex’s sides and moving up to torment her outrageously tender ribs. The two hoodlums showed the bound officer no mercy, seeming to find all her vulnerable spots with ridiculous ease. Her sensitive kneecaps, the nape of her neck, her hard tan belly, her horribly ticklish armpits; nothing was safe from these two little fiends.

"Why Officer ‘J’, I do believe you really is ticklish." the black girl tormented the tightly bound blond, casually raking her nails up and down the soles of Alex’s feet.

"You really think so?" Tommy teased just as mercilessly, digging hard into the sensitive hollows of Alex’s underarms.

Alex could only howl in helpless laughter in reply. She had to suck air frantically through her nostrils just to be able to breathe. Alex fought her bonds with every ounce of strength she possessed in her toned body, but couldn’t escape the ruthless duo. She was soon drenched with sweat, little rivulets pouring down her bound torso as she sought fitfully to escape. Tears of ticklish laughter leaked from her eyes. Alex had heard about tickle torture before, but never, never, not even in her worst nightmares had she expected this! Control, composure, stoicism... These thoughts were long forgotten. Alex screeched muffled pleas for mercy through her gag, in between peals of hysterical laughter. There was respite, no breaks. It just went on and on.

"Good thing you peed earlier girl, or we be seeing a little fountain anytime now." Mowina teased the shattered blond, tracing fiendish circles on Alex’s frightfully ticklish inner thighs. "I betcha there ain’t much you wouldn’t do to gets us to stop right about now, is there?" Alex just wheezed helplessly, too weak now to even laugh. "I said, is there!!" Mowina tormented the blonde, digging her nails hard into Alex’s ticklish ribs.

Apparently the shrill shriek that followed was answer enough to satisfy the sadistic teenager. Alex had no idea how long the demonic pair kept it up, but after a few minutes she became slowly aware of her surroundings once again. The horrid tickling had finally ended, although Alex continued to giggle quietly for a minute or two, even with nobody touching her. Focusing on Mowina with difficulty, Alex stared up at her tormentor.

"Yo gotta be tougher than that blondie!" Mowina teased the destroyed girl. "To run with our gang, you gots to put up with that for a whole hour! You barely lasted ten minutes. I knew you weren’t so strong!" she bragged. "Well, we do seem to have taken the spunk out of ya. Tho, looks like you liked it!"

Alex shook her head back and forth emphatically, but Mowina leaned forward and tweaked an hard pink nipple. "Sho you did. Look, your tiny titties are all hard and begging. Let’s just check your hole." A slim chocolate finger slid easily into Alex’s spread folds. The naughty digit prodded the sensitive walls of Alex’s pussy, before being slowly withdrawn. Mowina presented the glistening digit for Alex’s flushed inspection. She turned her head away in shame, but she couldn’t deny the evidence staring her in the face. As awful as the experience had been for her, somehow she had been turned on by it.

"I bet we could tickle the cum right out of ya." Mowina thought aloud.

Alex stared at the juvenile delinquent in abject terror. They couldn’t! She’d just die! Even jail would be preferable to that. She shouted loudly in protest and frantically shook her head back and forth just in case they didn’t get the point.

"Oh, I knows we could, but don’t yo worry yo little ticklish self any. At one grand a pop, I ain’t about to do this the hard way. Tommy!" she demanded. "We’ve fucked around enough. This bitch won’t be fighting us now, not when she knows what’ll happen if she does. You work on her little titties and I’ll take care of her crack." the black girl ordered.

"Why do you get to have all the fun with this babe?" Tommy protested. "I bet I could fuck blondie to kingdom come and beyond!" he bragged.

"She’d barely feel dat tiny white thang!! Sides, we’re wasting time. Do ya want to be rich or not?" she demanded crossly, already moving in on Alex’s hopelessly exposed pussy. The greasy boy’s fingers moved in on Alex’s nipples at the same time as Mowina’s began pinching and kneading her swollen inner lips.

Tommy must have taken the advice from the computer printout to heart. He was caressing Alex’s breasts like no one had before him. Even the doctor hadn’t been this good. First that damn machine, and now Tommy knew all her secrets. The kid twisted and pinched her pert nipples, pausing to tickle the swollen aureole. Alex tried to rescue her nipples from his devilish touch by throwing her torso from side to side, but the wide leather straps on her shoulders and stomach held her still.

Mowina was wrecking some devastation of her own between Alex’s spread tan thighs. She was lightly tracing her brown fingers in circles, around and around, just inside the swollen entrance to Alex’s vagina, creating an intense desire for penetration. It was maddening! The girl refused to follow through, just kept circling her inner lips endlessly. Alex’s breathing had now become rapid, her eyes were glazed with unfulfilled passion and pleading with the black girl for fulfillment. Mowina was female. She had to know this constant teasing would drive Alex right out of her mind!

Oh, Mowina knew all right. She was just biding her time, waiting for the right moment. When Alex’s drenched inner labia were gaping of their own accord and her hips had begun to involuntarily tick up toward Mowina’s hand, Mowina knew it was finally time. She gave Alex what she craved so badly, sliding a cone of three fingers deep into Alex, penetrating all the way to her cervix. The girl’s fingers felt like a short, fat little cock as they slid in and out of Alex.

Alex was shaking her head from side to side as if in denial of the turbulent pleasures these two hoodlums were triggering deep within her loins. Her internal organs felt like they were tied in knots. Alex could feel that delicious tension that always preceded orgasm beginning to build. She was crying again, but this time she wept tears of desire. She was so, so close. Alex knew her time limit was almost up and she was terrified. Not that she would win. She was terrified that the clock would run out before she could attain her orgasm. She had been kept on the edge for too long now. She just wanted to cum. Badly!! Oh, so badly! Alex’s lower belly and pelvis ached with frustration. She desperately wished she wasn’t gagged, so she could plead with her tormentors for her climax.

Mowina didn’t need to hear Alex pleading. She knew how close the white girl was to busting her nut. Alex’s flushed breasts and neck and the random twitching of her muscles told Mowina better than any words ever could how frustrated and desperate the blond girl truly was. Still, she couldn’t resist the urge to drive this blond bitch just a little further up the wall.

"Hold her tummy down low and pull up." Mowina ordered Tommy sharply. Alex moaned, low with need, into her gag. Tommy’s grip on her trembling belly had the effect of pulling back the hood from Alex’s clitoris, exposing the tiny straining organ to Mowina’s wonderfully clever fingers. While her other hand continued to piston a trio of fingers slowly in and out of Alex’s soaking vagina, Mowina reached out with her index finger and slowly circled Alex’s straining clitoris, almost, but not quite touching the needy little nugget. Alex held her breath in tense anticipation, her tight ass squirming around uncontrollably on the edge of the table, but her bonds wouldn’t allow her enough movement to force Mowina’s teasing digit into the direct contact she desperately craved for her clit.

"Yo need something blondie?" the teenager ruthlessly teased the bound officer.

Alex moaned desperately, all thoughts of the unseen watchers now gone. Her arousal was almost painful in its intensity. Then a jolt of intense pleasure tore through her like a lightning bolt. Mowina’s finger had just grazed her clitoris in an impossibly light touch. Alex thought her world was about to explode. If only Mowina would repeat that touch. Just once and Alex would be cumming all over the place. But she didn’t, returning instead to the agonizing teasing which was driving Alex absolutely nuts.

"You’d do bout anything to get your nut right now, wouldn’t yo Officer ‘J’?" Mowina taunted the distraught blonde. "Would ya do it with Tommy and me right in the police station? Would ya do that for one little cum?" she teased, brushing the entrance to Alex’s urethra and sending another bolt of pleasure racing through the frustrated blonde.

At this point, Alex would agree to do the local football team on the fifty yard in front of a cheering stadium for an orgasm. Her pussy spasmed at the image the teenager’s words created in her head. Feeling the black girl’s fingers skate ever so much closer to her hard clitoris, Alex closed her eyes in embarrassment and nodded in shame. She would do that and more for just one climax. She prayed there was still enough time left. She didn’t think she could stand it if they stopped and left her stranded like this.

Mowina must have had at least a little mercy in her dark soul, because the next sensation Alex felt was a rhythmic flicking of a softly padded fingertip right against the hyper-sensitive head of Alex’s aching clitoris. Alex felt her pelvis muscles clench hard in pre-orgasmic tension, and her little clit tried to retreat beneath the safety of its hood. Tommy’s firm grip on her upper pelvis prevented that, forcing her clitoris to stand up and meet its tormentors even as an orgasm tore through her gut. Alex’s body spasmed in its bonds and she screamed in ecstasy in her gag. The throbbing waves of pleasure were unbelievably intense as they ripped through her body. Alex was positive she’d never cum this hard in her life. Her climax seemed to last forever, total satisfaction after an eternity of teasing.

Something was wrong, though. The black girl still hadn’t stopped tickling her helplessly exposed clitoris. The sensation was painful in its intensity. Alex shrieked into her gag, wide eyes begging the teenager to let up. The girl had to know how sensitive your clitoris was right after a climax. This was unbearable!!

Not only did Mowina keep right on tickling her horribly vulnerable clit, she picked up the pace of her fingers in and out of Alex’s pussy. Alex’s pussy was so wet that the black teenager’s fingers made sloshing sounds as they slid in and out of her drenched folds. Suddenly, without warning, Alex felt her belly get hard and she was cumming again. This second orgasm was almost as hard as the first had been. Alex’s hands clenched into white fists and her toes curled as the unbearable pleasure tore through her once more.

And still Mowina kept it up. She varied the technique slightly now, stimulating the sides of Alex’s unbearably sensitive clitoris and using the same rhythm to firmly massage Alex’s G spot within her soaking vagina. Alex was screaming almost hysterically into her gag now. She couldn’t cum again! She just couldn’t!! She’d die! There really was such a thing as too much pleasure, and Alex was there.

Alex felt legs began to tremble yet again and impossibly, she came for the third time. This orgasm was the biggest one yet, painful in its intensity. Mowina’s incessant scratching on her G spot triggered something Alex had never experienced before in her life. She squirted!! Through hazy blue eyes, Alex saw what looked like a small fountain of her orgasmic juices squirt out of her spasming pussy, drenching the black girl’s arm clear to the elbow. It was too much! Alex felt the room begin to spin and darkness settle in. Her last sight before she lost consciousness was of the teenager laughing triumphantly at Alex’s downfall.

When she awoke an unknown period of time later, Alex was still laid out on the examination table, although her bonds had been removed. She struggled up off of the table, clutching at the edge to keep her balance. Her legs felt like they were made of jelly and there was a delicious soreness between her thighs. She shuddered briefly as she remembered the intensity of her last orgasm. She had been forced to squirt uncontrollably while the smirking black teenager laughed. That was an image that was going to haunt her for a very long time.

Only Nurse Alicia was left in the room now. Everyone else had disappeared. Wordlessly, she handed Alex her clothing and stood back while the blonde shakily got dressed. Alex slid her panties up, wincing slightly when the crotch touched her still tender groin.

The thin brunette seemed to be debating something. Finally she spoke up; "If it helps any Alex, you’re not the only one who’s had to go through this." she confided softly. The gum and the harsh attitude had vanished completely. So that had been an act, just as Alex had suspected. Alicia continued her confession. "When I took my turn on the table, that girl made me cum so damn hard I peed myself." Alicia blushed and looked at the tile floor. "She’s good at what she does, you know. That’s why they use her. You didn’t have a chance. So don’t be ashamed of how strongly you reacted. Its hard luck you knew Mo from outside, but even if you didn’t, they’d have used her anyhow. And she’d have made you cum just as hard. Trust me, I know." the tall brunette comforted Alex, squeezing her shoulder in sisterly camaraderie.

Alex weighed the consequences of confiding in one of this bunch. She could really use a friend here, but she couldn’t be sure the girl wasn’t acting again. She chose a middle ground. "Thanks." she offered neutrally and was rewarded with a shy smile from the brunette.

After she was dressed, Alicia handed Alex the videotape which she clutched to her chest. "I’m sorry I have to do this, but it really is for your own good." the Alicia confided, holding up the blindfold which had begun this evening’s adventure. Alex nodded wearily and let the girl secure the blindfold and lead her out to the waiting limousine.