****** Obeying the Law by little miss blair ******
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Obeying the Law


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Obeying the Law

As Kate Diamond approached her apartment she noticed a white envelope taped to
her door. Once inside, kicking off her shoes, she settled on the couch to read
the note addressed to her.

"Dear Kate," it started. "We're your neighbors from next door, Matt and Bonnie
Nichols. We've really never met you, other than to say hello in the hall, but
after nine months of living next door to you we would like to meet you."

Kate lay the letter aside for a moment to make herself a drink. Settling back
on the couch she continued reading.

"This Friday we are having a party and would very much like you to attend. Most
of the people attending will be friends from Matt's place of work as well as my
office. They are all nice people and I think you would enjoy meeting them.
Also, if you attend, you won't be at home to complain about any loud noise. Ha
Ha. Just kidding. Hope to see you Friday night. Regards, Bonnie."

Kate finished her drink, pulled her pistol from her shoulder holster and placed
it in a desk drawer with her badge, She moved on down the hall to her bathroom
for a long awaited soak and bath.

As the hot water filled the tub she undressed, pausing in front of the mirror
to assess her body. Not bad for a thirty-year-old, she thought to herself.
Cupping her firm, voluptuous breast, she watched as her nipples responded to
her touch. She knew they ached for soft lips, something she hadn't indulged in
for sometime.

The tub was half full when she remembered to add her favorite bath oils, the
expensive kind she had become accustomed to. She slipped into the tub, the hot
water so soothing to her tired body, the aroma of bath oils pleasing to her
sense of smell. This was her one hour of pleasure, the removal from her body
the stink of the city.

She thought about the note from her neighbors. Maybe she should attend the
party, she thought. She had to admit she wasn't the friendliest neighbor. In
fact she didn't know anyone in the entire apartment building.

And for some reason thoughts of her sex life, or the lack of, suddenly came to
mind. My life used to be full of sexual encounters, she mused. But her
conscious effort two years ago to throw herself whole-heartily into her job
meant sacrificing her social life. Her goal had been reached when she was
promoted to detective. She had now accomplished what she set out to do and she
had the gold badge to prove it.

Maybe it was time to jump start my social life again, she pondered as she
lazily stretching in the hot, oily water. She made a mental note to try to make
the party.

She awoke to a cold chill, the first time she had ever fallen asleep in the
tub. The water was freezing, forcing her to scramble to dry herself quickly.
Running to her bed shivering she crawled under the heavy comforter. The warmth
soon came, putting her into a deep, sound sleep.

Friday, the day of the party, Kate's day was brutal. Two separate homicides,
both assigned to her and her aging partner. After their on site investigation
and personally supervising the forensic crews, she and her partner finally
checked out at 9:30 pm.

Kate had completely forgotten the party, reminded of it only when she stepped
out of the elevator on her floor. She went directly to her apartment, deciding
she was just to tired to go next door. She hesitated before opening her door.

"What the hell," she murmured to herself.

She walked down the hall and rang her neighbor's doorbell. She could hear the
party from the hallway, thankful it wasn't loud enough to cause a disturbance.

Bonnie answered the door. "Kate, come in. God, I'm glad you showed up. I
thought maybe you turned us down or had other things to do."

"I'm sorry I'm so late," Kate apologized. "I just now got off work. I know it's
already ten o'clock but I could use a drink if there's any left."

"Well I'm just glad you came," Bonnie gushed. "As you can see everyone is in
high spirits. I would try to introduce you to everyone but I don't think I
could get there attention. The bar is in the corner and that's Matt bartending.
Have him make you a good, stiff drink and just mix with everyone. I'm so glad
you showed up. Now maybe we can do more than just nod to one another when we
pass in the hall."

"I appreciate your hospitality," Kate said as she moved towards the bar.

I should have changed clothes before I came, Kate thought to herself as she
looked around the room. I probably have blood on me somewhere.

"Matt, my name is Kate, your next door neighbor. Your wife said you were one
mean ass bartender. Can I get a Bourbon on the rocks?"

"You sure can," Matt beamed. "I'm sure glad you showed up. Bonnie was beginning
to think she might have offended you in some way and it was worrying her to
death."

"No, just busy at work. Thanks for inviting me. I'll talk to you later when
you're not so busy. I know you have to keep everyone's glass filled."

Kate found a seat in a corner of the room where she could watch the party and
sip her drink privately. That didn't last long. Within a few minutes a young
woman approached her.

"Hi, my name is Sarah. I don't think I know you. You must be from Matt's
office."

"No, I'm the next door neighbor," Kate said.

"How about you?" Kate asked. "You must work with Bonnie?"

"Yes, we work in the same office. How about you? Where do you work?"

"I'm a police detective," Kate said proudly.

"Your kidding," Sarah's mouth fell agape. "I've never met a police detective,
let alone a female detective. I thought... It sounds silly but... don't all
female policemen have butch haircuts and muscle bound? Your nothing like that
at all. In fact your... well kind of like the detectives on TV.. beautiful. And
young too. How do you manage around all of those men?"

"Thanks for the young part. I don't feel so young today, Kate laughed. "As far
as the men I hold my own."

Just then Matt came by and handed Kate another drink.

"You have to catch up," Matt ordered good-naturedly.

Kate turned back to Sarah. "Are you married Sarah, Is your husband here?"

"No, divorced two years ago. I'm only twenty four and already a divorcee.
Marriage didn't last long. He was a real asshole."

"You're a pretty girl," Kate complimented her. "I wouldn't worry about it. I'm
sure you'll meet someone else. You have all the time in the world."

"I've been seeing a guy for about a month but nothing serious," Sarah confided.
"He's not here tonight. Too bad. He might have gotten lucky... you know, drinks
do that to me sometime. How about you?" Sarah asked. "Married?"

"No, but I'm horny...just like you."

Sarah giggled. "I didn't mean for you to think I was loose or anything. I was
sort of joking."

"Well I'm not joking," Kate spoke quietly. "It's been awhile for me. Maybe
you'd like to come next door with me?"

"What?" Sarah mumbled.

"I asked if you'd like to spend the night with me," Kate repeated. "If we're
both horny maybe we can do something about it together."

"Your kidding aren't you?" Sarah whispered. "I was only kidding about...you
know, the insinuation I made about policewomen being.... you know."

"No, I'm not kidding," Kate's voice showing impatience.

"I guess I'm...well, I am flattered. But I'm just your basic heterosexual girl.
Sorry."

"I'm sorry too," Kate said seductively. "I thought you might have been horny
enough to try something new. Variety is the spice they say but sometimes you
can't get beyond those inhibitions. Too bad. I hope I didn't offend you by
asking."

"Oh no, I'm not offended," Sarah said quietly. "And really I don't have any
prejudices. Live and let live, you know, but... you sort of caught me by
surprise."

Kate sat straight up in her chair, her large breast straining the buttons on
her blouse. Sarah's glance at her breast weren't lost on Kate.

"Well, I guess it's another night of masturbating," Kate said nonchalantly.

She watched for Sarah's reaction to her statement while crossing her legs to
give Sarah a quick glimpse of her creamy thighs, The slight gasp, the quickness
of breath, that's what Kate was looking for. She wasn't disappointed.

"Listen Sarah, I've had a long day. I think I'm going to excuse myself and call
it a day. I'd appreciate it if you would give my regards to Bonnie. Tell her I
appreciated her hospitality."

"And by the way," Kate said as she pulled a note book from her jacket, "Here's
my home phone number if you ever want to give me a call."

With that said, Kate slipped through the crowded room and out into the hall.
She was already anticipating the call.

The following week, Wednesday night, Kate arrived home from work to a blinking
red light on her answering machine.

"Kate, this is Sarah. You remember we met at Bonnie's party? Well I wasn't
doing anything tonight and thought I'd give you a call. If you want to call me
back I'll be at home. My number is 555-1232. See ya."

Kate mixed herself a drink. She had to think about this. Three or four years
ago her social skills and method of seduction was instinctive. Now, when a
beautiful young piece of ass was being served up to her she had to think about
how to handle it.

She didn't think long. She knew she was too horny not to take advantage of the
situation and decided to wing it, let lust play its hand. Already the ache in
her cunt was dictating to her what to do.

She picked up the phone and returned Sarah's call.

"Hello."

"Sarah, this is Kate. How are you doing? I was surprised to hear from you."

"I'm fine," Sarah answered. "Just thought I'd give you a call. My boyfriend's
out of town and I was sitting here doing nothing."

"Well, why don't you come on over and have a drink with me and watch a little
television," Kate said in her most soothing tone. "How about it."

"Okay, I guess I could drop by for a little while," Sarah said hesitantly.
"Should I bring anything?"

"No, got everything we need to mix up a couple of drinks. Come on over. Okay?"

"Okay, I'll be there in about 30 minutes. See ya then."

Kate hung up the phone. She mad a quick look around the room making sure the
apartment was presentable. She decided her police-look was to her advantage but
quickly removed her blouse so she could shed her bra. She could feel her large
breast fill her silk blouse as they swayed, unencumbered, her nipples already
growing hard in anticipation. More important, however, were her panties. Ohhh
God, it felt so good, that warm, wet feeling between her legs.

When Sarah arrived Kate was on her third drink. She poured Sarah a stiff shot
of Gin hoping the tonic would camouflage its strength.

Kate directed Sarah to a seat in the living room while positioning herself
opposite her. A table lamp, directed on Kate's body, conveniently caused her
large aureoles to show through her blouse.

"How was your day?" Kate asked.

"My boss is out of town," Sarah said, "so I'm pretty much coasting this week.
How about you?"

"Long day," Kate said with a groan. "On my feet all day and I'm pretty tired.
These high heels kill my feet after a ten hour day."

"Why are you still wearing them?" Sarah asked.

"I normally would have removed them but, after your phone call, I decided to
wait," Kate said.

Sarah looked puzzled. "I don't understand," she said. "What do I have to do
with your removing your shoes."

"Well, I decided to leave them on so you could remove them for me," Kate said
in a low voice. "I thought you'd like removing them and, maybe, if the aroma
was to your liking, you might rub my feet for me."

Kate sipped her drink, waiting to see if she had dangled the right bait. There
was a long silence. Long enough for Kate to think she might have made a
mistake.

"Are you asking me to rub your feet?" Sarah whispered.

"Ordering you," Kate said huskily.

She watched as Sarah fidgeted in her seat. "Your going to rub my feet before
you lick my cunt Sarah. That's why you're here."

"My God, you're so vulgar," Sarah said indignantly. "I came here because I want
to be your friend. And you're talking to me so... you're terrible."

"I don't need another friend Sarah," Kate said impatiently. "I need my feet
rubbed and my pussy serviced. You're the just the slut I need at the moment.
You are a slut aren't you Sarah?'

Sarah's body visibly shuddered. She had never been called a slut before. But
today, today all she could think of was Kate, the policewoman with the... God
her tits are so... I want to suck her, lick her...

Kate watched as Sarah slid off her chair to her knees and crawled to her feet.
She ever so slowly removed one of Kate's high heels, bringing the shoe up to
her nose and breathing in deeply. Kate watched the shudder ripple through the
young girl's body.

Sarah began rubbing her feet as Kate lay her head back on the couch and
relaxed. Just like the two birds with one stone, Kate thought to herself. A
foot rub and a pussy lick. It doesn't get any better than this, she thought.

After twenty minutes of Sarah's foot worship Kate slowly sank down on the
couch, the move causing her skirt to ride up above her crotch. She slowly
spread her legs exposing her soaking panties, so sexually stretched up between
her slit.

This was the moment of truth. Sarah's eyes were riveted on Kate's large mound,
the juices oozing from her slit like a luscious fruit.

Kate whispered seductively. "This is what you want isn't it Sarah? Lick my
thighs above my stocking tops."

Sarah, purring like a kitten as she caressed Kate's knee with her cheeks,
slowly began licking the hot flesh, worshipping the creamy thighs she had
fantasized about all week.

"That's it Sarah," she said as she felt the warm lips and tongue licking just
inches from her weeping cunt.

"How does it smell, slut?" Kate asked. "Does it smell sweet, tangy?"

All Sarah could do was moan.

"Taste it bitch, go ahead and taste it. Lick me you fine little slut."

No pretence now. Kate spread her thighs wide giving Sarah ample access to lick
her into oblivion. Kate felt the tongue. She heard the slurp. It had been soooo
long. She reached for Sarah's hair, guiding that sweet little mouth to her
clit. She raised her ass from the couch as Sarah tried to lick the sweaty spot
in the crevice of her ass.

'That's it baby," Kate groaned. "Lick my ass. Tongue me girl, that's it."

As Kate pulled Sarah's mouth back to her pussy she could feel the unavoidable
tingling, the sensation that warned her of the impending orgasm. She felt the
sudden surge through her body, the pulsating, the loss of body control. Her
body began writhing, her gaping cunt about to serve up two years of stored
nectar.

"Arrrrrrggggggggggggggggggg!" Kate squealed as her orgasm shot through her
tortured slit. "Commmmmmmmmmmmmmmminnnggggg," she screamed, all the while
clutching on to Sarah's hair, holding the little slut's mouth shamelessly to
her cunt. As wave after wave swept over her she felt each gush of cum,
seemingly enough to fill Sarah's slutty mouth.

As her orgasm waned she relaxed her hold on Sarah's hair. It didn't matter.
Sarah's fervor, her new found penchant for pussy, caused her to shamelessly
clean Kate's swollen crotch, her tongue reaching every crevice and fold.

Kate lay back on the couch totally willing to let the worship of her cunt to
continue, waiting for the next burst of pure pleasure to wash over her..

After Kate's fourth orgasm Sarah asked if she could go to the bathroom.

"Raise your hand to go to the bathroom," Kate said sarcastically. Sarah's
slowly raised her hand.

Jesus, this girl is taking everything I say literally, Kate thought. "Yes, go
to the bathroom," Kate ordered, "but leave your panties on. You understand?'

"No, I don't understand," Sarah replied.

" Don't pull your panties down when you piss, " Kate explained. "Piss through
your panties, Understand?"

Sarah was silent for a moment. Kate stood up and grabbed the young girl's hand.
"Come on...Jesus, it's not that hard to understand."

She led Sarah into the bathroom.

"Now pull your skirt up and sit down. Leave your panties where they are."

Sarah followed Kate's instructions. After several minutes nothing happened.

"What's the problem?" Kate asked impatiently. "I thought you had to piss."

"I don't know if I can while you're in here watching me," Sarah said, her lower
lip trembling. "And I've never peed my panties before either."

Kate reached down between Sarah's legs sticking two fingers in the water in the
bowl. She intentionally brushed her elbow against Sarah's panty soaked pussy.
Sarah began to moan. Kate pulled her fingers out of the bowl, bringing them to
Sarah's lips. Sarah, without any hesitation, sucked the wet fingers into her
mouth. Sarah's moan grew louder.

"Piss you goddamn slut," Kate hissed. "Piss now."

"Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Sarah wailed as her bladder released a rush of
warm piss into her panties, filtering into the bowl.

Kate watched as Sarah's body trembled to an orgasm, her cum mixing with her
piss soaked panties. She shuddered several times, finally slumping forward in
relief.

"It's time for you to go home now Sarah," Kate suggested strongly. She took
Sarah by the arm and led her through the apartment to the door. She knew
Sarah's mind was in total chaos. Sending her out into the public wearing those
piss and cum soaked panties would bode well in her quest of Sarah's total
submission.

Sarah hesitated at the door. "Can I clean myself before I go?" she feebly
requested.

"No, go on home and maybe I'll call you Friday. Do you want me to call you
Friday, Sarah? Because if you're not sure I won't ever contact you at all."

"No, no, I'm sure. Please call me. You will call me won't you?" she pleaded in
a trembling voice. "Pleaseeeee?"

"Yes, I'll call you, Kate assured her. "Now go on home.

She left Sarah standing in the hallway as she closed the door.

On Friday, Kate's day off, she returned from grocery shopping in mid-afternoon.
She originally had planned to call Sarah at home Friday night. Feeling horny
and mischievous, she decided to call her at work.

When the receptionist told her that Sarah wasn't at her desk Kate asked her to
page her. In just a few moments Sarah came on the phone.

"Sarah, this is Kate. Are you busy?"

"No, but I'm at Bonnie's desk. Could you hold on while I go back to my office?"

"No, stay where you're at. Is Bonnie there?"

"Yes, Sarah said. "That's why I would like to take this at my own desk."

Kate ignored her request. "Is Bonnie looking sexy today Sarah?"

"Mmmm, yes, you could say that," Sarah said.

Kate could tell Sarah was extremely nervous. She didn't want Bonnie to know she
was talking to Bonnie's next door neighbor. She didn't want anyone to know she
had a sexual relationship with another woman!

"Bonnie has a nice set of tits doesn't she?" Kate continued. "Wouldn't you like
to lean over and cup one of them in your hand?"

"Yes, I guess," Sarah said.

"Yes, they're nice or yes you would like to feel her up?"

"Both, Sarah whispered. "This is really uncomfortable. Can I call you back?"

"Are you standing next to Bonnie's desk talking on her phone?" Kate asked.

"Yes I am."

"I want to talk to you right where you're at," Kate emphasized. "Don't hang up
on me because I won't call you back. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand."

"Is Bonnie wearing a short dress? Can you see any part of her thighs?"

"Yesss," Sarah answered. Kate could here the excitement in her voice.

"You'd like to kneel down in front of her and stick your face up between those
creamy thighs wouldn't you? Smell her pussy?"

"Yesss," Sarah's answer was barely audible.

"Are you wearing a bra Sarah?" Kate asked.

"No I'm not."

"Good. I want you to unbutton the first two buttons of your blouse, slide your
hand in and caress your nipples until they're nice and hard.'

"Please, no," Sarah begged.

"Do it immediately Sarah." Kate could hear Sarah's heavy breathing. She waited
a few moments, the breathing growing heavier.

"Sarah, what the hell are you doing?" Kate heard Bonnie's voice in the
background.

Kate smiled to herself. She knew this was going to be a fun afternoon. She
adjusted herself on the couch making her wet cunt accessible to her own skilled
fingers.

Kate was aware she could well be causing irreparable harm to Sarah's reputation
and employment, not to mention a fragile psyche. It didn't matter. Her own lust
was driving her to throw caution to the wind.

"Is your pussy wet Sarah?" Kate whispered in the phone. "Can you feel your cunt
juices flowing?"

"Yessss," Sarah answered. "God yessss."

"Sarah, for god's sakes, are you crazy?" Bonnie's raised voice was shrieking.
"Your going to get both of us in trouble."

"Sarah, tell Bonnie to shut up and lock her office door." .......(Silence)..."

"TELL HER."

"Bonnie, please... I'm sorry. Would you just lock the door. Pleaseeee?"

"Why don't you stop what you're doing?" Bonnie pleaded. "It's disgusting. What
the hell has got into you?"

"Please, just lock the door," Sarah begged.

"Did she lock it?" Kate asked.

"Yes," Sarah said.

"Take your tit out of your blouse," Kate ordered. "Show Bonnie your tit. Raise
the nipple to your lips and lick it. Suck on your nipple. Show her what a slut
you are."

"Oh goddd, I'm sooooo.... I'm so sorry Bonnie," Sarah said shamefully as she
cupped her firm, large breast, pulling it from her blouse in plain view and
raising the hard nipple to her lips.

Bonnie was stunned. She couldn't believe her friend was acting in this obscene
manner. She didn't want to watch... she couldn't help herself. Bonnie felt odd,
as if her own clit were pulsating. She choked back a moan as she watched Sarah
expose herself, stroking and masturbating in front of her. And she appears to
be doing it for my benefit!

Bonnie could smell... what was it? It was the odor of female sex permeating the
room, and it smelled so enticing. She froze when Sarah began screaming.

"I'm going to commmmmmmmme," Sarah shrieked. "Commmmmmiiiiiinnnnnnngggggggg."

Bonnie watched as her best friend, leaning against her desk, shuddered through
an orgasm. She eyed the cum juice running down Sarah's thigh and had this
irrational urge to smell it, taste it.

Kate, listening on the phone, heard Sarah scream out her orgasm. With three
fingers buried in the gash of her own large mound, she groaned shamelessly as
her pussy exploded, the thick sticky flow puddling between her legs staining
her couch. She quickly hung up the phone.

On the other end, Bonnie, getting her bearing, took the phone out of Sarah's
hand. "Hello, hello, who's this on the phone? Hello."

"Who was that on the phone Sarah?" Bonny demanded. "Who were you talking too?"

"I don't know," Sarah lied. "I have to go. I have to get out of here."

"Clean yourself up before you leave here," Bonnie gasped as she pushed her
towards the restroom. "My god, do you know you could have got us both fired.
What if someone had walked in here? I never saw you act like that before. What
came over you? Someone on the phone put you up to this didn't they? You going
to tell me who that was on the phone?"

"I can't, Sarah said dejectedly. "I just can't. I don't want to lose you as a
friend."

"Why, was it my husband on the phone? Was that Matt? Tell me goddamn it."

Bonnie grabbed Sarah by the arm.

"Your hurting me," Sarah grimaced in pain. "No it wasn't Matt. It was....
Christ Bonnie you won't think less of me will you?"

"I don't know...no, why would I? Who was it?"

"It was Kate."

"Kate, Kate who?" Bonnie asked puzzled.

"Kate, your next door neighbor Kate. The police detective Kate. I met her at
your party last week."

"You're having an affair with a woman?" Bonnie was stunned. "A woman. And my
neighbor! She's a police detective? I didn't know she was a policewoman. You've
been with her? I mean you've... you know, made it with her?"

'Yes, sort of," Sarah confessed. "I don't know what happened Bonnie. She
just... she seduced me or something. It was like I couldn't help myself."

"Listen Sarah, go home. I'll cover for you. I'll say your sick or something.
I'll call you tonight. Okay. Just get out of here and get some rest."

For the nine months she lived next door to Kate, Bonnie never knew where she
worked. Who the hell would have thought she was a policewoman? Bonnie thought
to herself. She never wore a uniform. Detectives must wear plain clothes, she
thought. She suddenly had a vivid picture in her mind of Kate dressed in a
uniform, a big gun strapped to her waist, her long tanned legs, her large,
heavy breast. Bonnie shuddered, a fantasy formulating in her mind that she
immediately shut out. She didn't like what she was thinking. No, she didn't
like the thought that she might like what she was thinking.

She decided she would have to speak to Kate tonight. Kate would have to
understand she couldn't pull a stunt like she pulled today. It was to dangerous
for Sarah, even Kate, if anybody found out about it. I won't make a judgement
of their activities, Bonnie thought to herself. But better judgement has to be
used.

When Bonnie arrived home from work she run into Kate in the hall.

"Listen," Bonnie said, I have to talk to you about Sarah. Matt's going to a
hockey game with his buddies around seven tonight. Will you be home then?"

"As a matter of fact I have a police problem to discuss with you," Kate said
sternly. I'll be over to your apartment about that time. Make sure you're at
home."

What the hell was that all about, Bonnie wondered. A police problem? And she
acted really mad. What did I do to her?

About six thirty Kate began preparing for her next sexual subject. She wanted
to make this a memorable evening. She stepped into the leather harness that
would hold the twelve inch dildo between her legs. After adjusting the dildo
she slipped into the blue, tight spandex shorts the police issued for use
during training at the police academy. There was no denying the huge bulge
between her legs. Next, a uniform shirt, high heels and a police hat from her
uniform days.

She stood before the mirror as she strapped the heavy belt around her waist,
the magnum pistol hanging at her side. She was a picture of authority and sex,
her long legs so firm and tan, her mammary glands straining the buttons of her
uniform shirt.

It was quarter after seven. Matt should be gone by now, Kate concluded. She
went next door and rang the doorbell. Bonnie answered the door.

"Kate, what's with the uniform... what... what are you doing?" as Kate grabbed
her and threw her to the floor.

"Put your hands behind you bitch. Stop fighting and give me your hands."

Bonnie was scared to death. She did as she was told and put her hands behind,
the knee in her back beginning to hurt. She felt the handcuffs snap into place
around her wrist.

"For god's sake Kate. What did I do?"

She could feel the tears beginning to well up in her eyes.

Kate turned Bonnie over on her back, Bonnie's arms twisted beneath her. Kate
stood over her, straddling Bonnie's body.

Bonnie, looking up between those long tanned legs, her eyes riveting on the
huge bulge in Kate's shorts.

"Oh my god," Bonnie muttered to herself as she felt the sudden surge of nasty
between her legs.

Kate helped Bonnie to her feet and led her over to her own apartment. Once
inside, she threw her on to the couch. This caused Bonnie's skirt to ride high
exposing her crotch.

"You trying to tempt me with your pussy so I won't arrest you slut?" Kate
barked. "You offering me your body to save yourself?"

Bonnie, her heart ready to jump out of her chest, felt helpless, so helpless
her panties began to moisten. She tried to cross her legs.

"Why are you doing this?" Bonnie demanded. "Does this have something to do with
Sarah?"

She watched as Kate slowly remove her gun belt, unbuttoned and zipped down her
shorts. The huge dildo came into view. Bonnie was speechless. It was so large,
hanging heavily from Kate's pussy mound.

"Please don't do this," Bonnie pleaded. "Please don't. Please let me go."

"Don't what Bonnie? Don't fuck you! Say it. I want to hear you say it."

"Please don't... don't fuck me," Bonnie whispered. "Please don't fuck me."

"But you want me to fuck you don't you Bonnie?"

"No, no, I want to go home," Bonnie said tearfully. "I just want to go home."

"Okay," Kate said with disdain. "Why would I want to fuck a crying bitch like
you? Only a real slut would want a cock this size."

Kate bent over and rolled Bonnie on her side removing the cuffs. "There you go
bitch, you're free to go."

Bonnie didn't move, her eyes nervously glancing up at Kate.

Kate, changing her demeanor, spoke in a soft, alluring voice, "No one will know
baby but me and you. Why go home, just try it baby, you know you want too. I
won't tell anyone."

Bonnie reached for the dildo with both hands, amazed that her fingers would not
reach around it. She pulled Kate down to her, her once crossed legs now
spreading submissively.

Kate lowered herself to the soft, waiting body. She knew the taming of a new
slut slave was about to begin.

Bonnie pulled the crotch of her wet panties aside guiding the bulbous head to
her slippery gash. She felt the pain as the cock made penetration, immediately
having a change of mind.

"No, no, it's too big," she cried out. "Noooooo."

But it was too late. Kate plunged a modest four inches inside her, smiling as
she heard Bonnie scream in her ear.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggggggg!" Bonnie screamed as the huge cock expanded her
cunt lips beyond her imagination.

Kate lay quiet, holding her position on her knee's and elbows. She slowly
licked Bonnie's ear, slowly working her tongue over to Bonnie's sexy, pouty
lips. When Bonnie sucked Kate's tongue fully into her mouth, when Bonnie's
moans were interrupted only by breath, Kate slowly continued her slow, deeper
penetration.

At ten inches Bonnie was babbling incoherently. Her hips were thrusting upwards
begging for more. And she got it, the last two inches, and Kate knew at that
moment Bonnie traded her soul for a life dominated by sex.

Bonnie's body was out of control. The huge cock pounding her cunt left her
powerless to think, her whole body driven to reach true ecstasy.

The strange guttural sound emitting from deep in Bonnie's throat was music to
Kate's ears. She knew the orgasm of Bonnie's life was bubbling to the surface.
She increased her rhythm, driving the huge dildo faster and deep.

Bonnie's body began to convulse, the eruption of her orgasm brought a gusher of
cum spewing from her swollen mound. Bonnie's scream of pleasure pierced through
the room, her writhing body immersed in depraved bliss. And she came and came
and came.

Even when the multiple orgasm's waned, Bonnie's body still shuddered with
involuntary spasms, tiny orgasms trying to shut her body down gradually.

She passed out. Kate weaned the huge cock from Bonnie's squishy gash, even
unconscious the swollen lips squeezing to hold it in.

When Bonnie awoke the room was dark, a blanket covered her body. She heard
voices coming from down the hall. She arose from the couch, her body ached, her
panties and legs covered in moist but drying cum. She tiptoed down the hall. As
she approached the door she could see Kate lying on the bed, Sarah's face
buried between her long legs.

Kate, seeing Bonnie at the door, cupped one of her swollen breast and lifting
it as an offering to Bonnie's mouth. Bonnie crossed the room quietly, snuggling
up to Kate's warm body. She rubbed her cheek on the large warm breast in total
submission, finally placing her soft lips around the swollen nipple. She knew
her lot in life, at the moment at least, was to nurse in silence and please the
woman who brought her such exquisite pleasure.


author, little miss blair
littlemissblair@webtv.net

Copyright 2001