THE BOX

                           by 

                      Deputy Duffy



Part 2

SNAP!

"What the FUCK?" the actress cried, startled by the sound of the 
Sheriff putting on a thin rubber glove. 

"Oh, Sheriff, thank god, I think there has been some sort of 
mistake," she whined.

"Really?  I think things are proceeding rather nicely," he replied.

"What are you going to do with that stuff?" she hissed.

"The lubricant?  Oh, that's for my glove...so I can search that 
pretty little pussy of yours.  Although, by the looks of it, I 
probably don't need any extra lube," he said, with a laugh.

"I hope you're kidding.  Don't even think...," she began, before 
she was interrupted by the Sheriff's finger being thrust into her 
shaved pussy. 

"Oww, what the....  C'mon, now.  Everyone's watching...." 

"You said you wanted to know what it was like to be sent to prison. 
Well, welcome to prison," he barked, as he slowly moved his finger 
in and out.

"But we were supposed to pretend, like we do in the movies."

"Sorry, I'm not much good at pretending."  

"Please!  This is so humiliating.  I-I think I've seen enough...I 
mean I get the idea."

"We're almost through.  I see you had nothing to hide in there. I 
just need you to spread your knees...put them into the padded 
notches in the table."

She looked back and saw the notches, but they must have been four 
feet apart.

"Geez!  There is no way I can spread my knees that far.  Look, this 
has gone more than far enough."

"I bet you can do it.  Here you go," he said, as he slowly spread 
her legs into the notches, while lightly pressing her shoulders to 
the table.

"Man, why do I have to be spread out like this?"  She knew that her 
aroused pussy must be gaping wide open in this position.

"It's time for the rectal search," he said, blandly.

"No way!  Anything but that."

"Oh, yeah!  Tell me you never took it up the butt," he scoffed, 
as he was enjoying her spread-out view.

"Never!  I have seen some girls who do it that way, and it makes 
the bum hole look gross." 

"Your little hole does look nice and tight."  His finger lightly 
rubbed her anus.

"Please, I'll do anything.  You can even play with my pussy some 
more," she cried.  She had even tried to get up several times, but 
the Sheriff had rebuffed her actions.

"Really now, is all this getting you hot and bothered?" he said, 
with a laugh.  He just loved the bargaining part of the search.  
"If it is, why don't you reach back and play with yourself?"

"Alright, but isn't there somewhere we can go?  I mean, everyone 
is watching," she pleaded.

"C'mon!  You're an actress; it's time to perform."

"But I'm not a porn star, and my legs are starting to hurt."  Her 
finger was lightly rubbing her wet pussy.

"Okay, then make me another offer."  The Sheriff was enjoying the 
moment.

"I don't know."

He started to press harder against her anus.

"Okay...I'll suck your dick, please...." 

"Well, I don't know.  Like you said, you're not a porn star.  You'd 
probably just pretend to give me one, like they do in movies."  He 
ran his hand over her smooth ass.

"No, really I will!  I promise!" 

"And how bout my kid?  Will you go down on him afterward?" 

"Your kid?  That's gross!"

"C'mon, he's 26 now.  He just looks young, my son the deputy.  He 
drove you here, stripped you down, got you into my favorite 
position and all...." 

"Oh, I'm sorry.  That guy....  Well, if I have to, but that's it." 

"So you give good blowjobs?" 

"How do you think I got into movies?" she said, regretting it the 
second it left her collagen-injected lips.

"So that stuff about the casting couch is true?" 

"Yeah, it's either you're an unbelievable actress, or you give 
unbelievable head...."  She shrugged.  She couldn't believe she 
was admitting this stuff.

"Well, I've seen your movies, so I figure you can suck REALLY 
well," he said with a laugh.  She flashed him a dirty look.

"Why don't you tell me about how you got your big break?  It was 
playing that hooker who meets that rich, good-looking guy?" 

"Yes, but please, my legs are killing me, spread like this." 

"Okay, roll over on your back," he said.  He took one last look 
at her backside, as if trying to memorize it.  She was somewhat 
relieved, but it wasn't what she really had in mind.  In fact, the 
whole day so far fell into that category.  She made a promise to 
herself that, when she got home, she would fire her fucking agent, 
who had set this whole thing up.

"Let your feet dangle off the side of the table, and start your 
story," the Sheriff ordered.

Reluctantly she complied.  She figured everyone had seen all she 
had by now anyway, although the small prison sure had a lot of 
office workers in it.

"Okay....  I was in Hollywood for a while, but I just couldn't get 
my foot in the door.  So when my agent told me about the hooker 
part, I went for it, even though I'd heard bad rumors about the 
producer's audition.  But I was desperate, and I figured this 
could be my shot to make it...." 

"Were you right?" he interrupted.

"Oh, yeah.  There were like 150 girls going for the part, so when 
he called me back to tell me that I had made the top 10, just from 
my reading, I was thrilled.  I went back, and he had the ten 
finalists line up, shoulder-to-shoulder, all dressed like hookers.  
The producer walked back and forth, checking out how we looked in 
our outfits.  Then he stepped back and said he wanted to see our 
tits.

"Just like that?" 

"Yeah.  Three of the girls stormed out, while a couple of the 
girls had their tops off before he even finished.  I figured, what 
the hell."

"You do have a nice rack...and real, too," he said, as he massaged 
her left breast.

"That's what he did.  He went down the line and got him a good 
feel on the seven of us," she mumbled, a little humiliated that 
this hick Sheriff was feeling her up, not even pretending to be 
conducting some sort of search, like when he felt her pussy. 

"That was pretty embarrassing.  Then he said he wanted to see our 
butts, so we slowly took of the rest of our clothes.  He had us 
bend over, and he ran his hand over us.  Some of the girls were 
weeping, and I was doing my best to keep it together.  I guess it 
was good training for today," she said, as she flashed the Sheriff 
a dirty look (which he reacted to by blowing her a kiss).

"Then what?" he said, excitedly, enjoying her story.

"Well, then the pervert said he wanted to examine our pussies, and 
two of the girls left in a huff.  Then the remaining five of us, 
one by one, climbed onto his table and he had his fun, poking and 
prodding our pussies.  Hey, Sheriff, you wouldn't happen to have a 
brother, who is a big time movie producer?" 

"No," the sheriff said, almost embarrassed for a second, as he 
removed his finger from her dripping pussy.  "Go on."

"Well, he said he still couldn't decide, so he was going to let 
his little head decide for him.  He ordered us to our knees.  One 
of the girls slapped him in the face and flounced out.  I figured 
I'd stick around, since my chances were getting better, plus he had a small dick, so it wasn't all that intimating."  She laughed. "Are 
you sure you don't have a brother in Hollywood?"

"Funny!" the Sheriff barked.

"So he gave us all like thirty seconds, and the one that made him 
cum got the part.  The other three, for making it that far, still 
would get small roles in the film, he said.  Well, by the time he 
got to me, each of the other three girls had already had a chance.  
I did my best...gave it everything I had.  I just pretended that 
he was the sexiest guy in the world, each time my turn came around. 
It was on the fourth turn that he finally came in my mouth.  It was 
pretty disgusting, but I managed not to puke, and I got the part." 

"That's some way to get it.  And then what happened on the set?" 

"Well that's the thing.  Once word got out how I got the part, the 
guys on the set used it against me.  First the director let me know 
that he wanted his, and then a couple of the other actors wanted 
head, then some guys on the crew...."

"What's the most guys you blew in one day?" 

"You're kidding, right?"  (But by the look on his face she knew he 
wasn't.

"I don't know, but it was a lot.  I was so young and naive back 
then, only 20 years old.  I do remember this one day, when we were 
having some camera problems.  Well, a couple of the guys talked me 
into doing a little strip number on the set, to keep them occupied. 
They had all seen me nude before, so I started stripping without 
thinking too much about it.  Next thing I knew, they were lined up, 
dicks in their hands, waiting for their blowjobs.  I started going 
down the line, finishing them off pretty quickly, as I had learned 
a few tricks by then.  I remember one time looking down and there 
must a been ten guys in line all jerking on their dicks.  A couple 
of them even blew before I made it to them.  Then they got me a 
stool to sit on, when I complained that my knees were raw.

"Really?  That was sure nice of them," the Sheriff said, wisely.

"Yeah, I lost track of the number of guys after twenty.  I think 
some were even going twice.  I was just covered in cum.  It took 
me three hours in a hot bath to get it all off me, and my jaw hurt 
for three days.  Luckily the movie was a hit, so I never had to go 
through anything like that again.  Now I just suck whom I want, 
when I want."

"And you want to suck my dick, and then my son's dick?" 

"Well, I guess I can make an exception, for one day, if it gets me 
out of this hell-hole." 

"I guess that depends on how good you really are," he said.  "But 
first let me introduce you around the office.  I'm sure they would 
like an autograph or a picture.  We don't get many stars around 
here."

"Alright.  Just give me back my clothes." 

"Nonsense.  I already mailed your stuff back to your mansion, 
remember.  I didn't want anything to happen to it....  Ah, here's 
my son now.  Deputy, would you show our guest around, and then 
bring her to my office?"

Deputy Duffy nodded as he extended his hand to the actress. 

She thought, "Make that, I'm going to KILL my agent, as soon as I 
get out of here!" 



Edited by C. Lakewood