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Authors name: Mercyslayer (mercyslayer@yahoo.com)
Story title : Abby's Profession
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Abby's Profession (M+/F, FF, nc, v)
By Mercyslayer (mercyslayer@yahoo.com)
***
Abby hated the night shift. She worked hard to become a
police officer and because she was just a rookie,
generally worked nights. Abby felt good about being a
police officer.
After her divorce, she fretted she would not find a
career. At 38, Abby was no longer a young woman. She had
always kept herself in shape and her 5 foot 11 inch frame
supported Abby's 150 pounds well. Without the poorly
fitting police uniform, Abby looked like a model with
small, 36B breast that were tipped with small pink
areolas and eraser sized nipples. Her waist was very
thin, only 22 inches and then Abby's hips were very
narrow at only 32 inches.
Abby was proud of her body and maintained herself in
outstanding shape through weight lifting and running. At
the Police Academy, she finished well ahead of all the
other women in any physical contest and this was a source
of pride. Although Abby was just a rookie, because of her
maturity and excellence in all aspects of the Academy,
she frequently rode the night shift alone.
The night shift was safe; the most boring chore for Abby
was cruising through the rich neighborhoods and checking
on the fat cats vacant homes. Nothing ever happened, and
as Abby turned down another street to check on the
Miller's home, she yawned and slowed the police cruiser.
As she rounded the corner, Abby thought she saw a light
go off in the Miller's home. The Miller's were important
townspeople, with Mr. Miller a superior judge. They
specifically requested the police department check their
home while they were on vacation. Abby checked her log
and saw that the Miller's were not due to return for
another two weeks. Abby thought perhaps it was an
automatic timer, but she could not recall seeing a light
on before. Abby slowly turned into the long driveway up
to the Miller's home.
Protocol would be to park on the street and walk up, but
it was very cold and Abby decided it was probably just a
light timer. She would just check the doors to make sure
they were locked, then leave. As Abby exited her police
cruiser, she did not notice the shadows looking through
the window. Abby inserted her club into the metal ring on
her belt, thought about checking in, then decided this
chore would only take a few minutes and started up the
steps to the large front door.
Abby reached the door and attempted to turn the knob, it
was locked. Abby jingled the knob and turned again, still
locked. Satisfied, Abby walked around to the rear of the
house to try the back door. Abby slowly turned the knob
and opened the back door. Abby pulled her club out and
cautiously entered the kitchen. Nothing appeared amiss.
Her radio beckoned for a check-in. A routine call when
the dispatcher could not hail the police officer in the
cruiser. Abby jerked the radio from her belt and
announced everything was fine. Abby decided not to bother
anyone else with checking the house. There did not appear
to be anyone inside and she replaced her club as she
entered the living room. Abby heard a noise at her back,
but before she could react, everything went black.
Abby felt the stinging on her cheeks and realized someone
was slapping her. She opened her eyes and before her
stood four large men with stockings over their heads.
Abby could not speak due to wads of cloth stuffed into
her mouth and secured with tape. Abby reached for her gun
and found her entire belt was missing. Abby realized she
was in trouble.
"I think the bitch is awake," the largest man stated.
Abby focused her eyes and tried to determine her
situation. Her hands were secured behind her back with
her own handcuffs and her belt with Abby's mace, gun,
club, and radio was gone. In front of her were four men,
the one who spoke to her she heard someone call Eddie.
"Ned, go inside and pull the cruiser around back, Bart
you set up the lap top while Bill gets the digital
camera," Eddie ordered. Abby looked frantically around as
the men responded to the commands of their leader. Eddie
knelt down in front of Abby and spoke.
"Well, you cop bitch, this is better than we hoped. We
thought the Miller's would be here and planned to sell
that bastard's teenage daughter, but you'll do just as
good, maybe even bring a higher price."
Abby did not understand what Eddie meant, but saw her gun
pointed directly at her head. Bart had returned and went
behind Abby and removed the handcuffs. Abby slowly got to
her feet watching Eddie with her gun every minute. Eddie
continued to point the gun at Abby's forehead.
"Now cop bitch, strip that uniform off," Eddie ordered.
Abby just glared at him unable to speak through the gag.
This was a mistake as Bart struck her hard across the
face with the back of his hand. Abby did not move, and
Bart hit her twice more bringing a trickle of blood to
Abby's mouth.
"This is your last chance, either strip off that uniform
or I'll let Bart here beat the shit out of you then strip
you anyway," Eddie informed her. Abby realized he was
right and began to unbutton the dark blue blouse. She
cursed to herself because she always wore very sexy
underwear beneath her police uniform.
Abby felt more feminine wearing the frilly things.
Tonight she wore a demi-cup black bra and matching black
thong. After Abby removed her boots and pants, Eddie
stopped her. Abby's face was crimsoned as she stood
before the men clad only in her bra and panties.
Her hands were jerked behind her back and secured with
her own handcuffs again. The one called Bill and Ned
returned to the room.
"Let's get started with the pictures first," Eddie
casually commented.
With that, Bart pushed Abby onto the floor in a sitting
position. Bart came around front and kicked Abby's legs
apart. Abby felt her thong separating her vaginal lips as
her legs were pushed further apart. Next Bart yanked
Abby's bra down below her breasts causing them to stick
out further. Positioned like they wanted her, Bill
stepped in front and started snapping pictures with the
digital camera. Abby tried to make out Bill's features,
but the stocking blurred any clear identifying marks.
Abby could tell that Bill and Eddie were white while Ned
and Bart were very large black men.
"That's enough," Eddie commanded, "let's get the cop
bitch strapped down, make the cunt and ass shots, and
send them."
Bart and Ned grabbed Abby by the arms and walked her into
the dining room to the end of the dining room table. Abby
noticed it was a very large table able to seat at least
twelve people. Abby was pushed to the table so that the
edge pushed into her thighs. She heard the click of a
knife and felt the blade slice through her bra straps and
then her bra was gone.
Bart turned her around facing him and took Abby's nipples
in each of his forefingers and thumbs and began to
squeeze. Abby winced in pain as Bart increased the
pressure until her nipples were numb. Then Bart suddenly
released them and Abby cried into her gag as the pain
returned more intense as the blood rushed back into them.
Abby looked down and her nipples were now swollen and
erect, pointing straight out. Ned came over to her and
Abby noticed her badge in his hand. He commented that the
badge would be a good addition to the photos and
proceeded to drive the pin into Abby's left breast. Abby
tried to jerk away as she saw her police badge impaled
into the soft flesh of her breast, a tiny stream of blood
flowing from where the metal pin was driven to the base
of the badge.
Tears filled Abby's eyes as Bart jerked her thong down to
her knees and kicked her legs apart as wide as the thin
material would allow.
Bill returned with the camera and clicked off several
shots then ordered Abby turned around. Bart twisted Abby
around and pushed her down onto the table. Abby felt her
thong being replaced and her legs pulled wide again. Abby
tried to struggle free when she felt the rope securing
her ankles to each of the legs of the table. It was no
use, Abby's was now at their mercy as she felt the thin
strip of material covering her cunt and ass pulled to one
side and secured with some type of tape. Although she
could not see behind her, she hear Bill clicking away
again with the camera.
At the other end of the table, Abby could see a laptop
computer. Bart took the disk from camera and loaded the
pictures onto the computer. Abby strained to see the
sight and pulled hard against her bonds when she read,
"Slaves for Sale."
"We only have about an hour, hurry and put those pictures
out there so we can get some perspective buyers," Eddie
instructed Bart, "Now I'll see if we can get this cop
bitch wet."
With those words, Abby felt the knife again, this time
slicing through her thong. Abby felt the cool air on her
now exposed cunt and ass.
"Look here, this cop bitch is shaved."
Because of working out and swimming, Abby always kept her
cunt shaved completely, now it served as a source of
pleasure for her rapist.
Abby jumped when she felt the finger inside her cunt
lips. Eddie commented on her dryness then moved his
finger up and down looking for Abby's clit. Abby tried to
concentrate on anything else except the touch of Eddie's
finger on her clit.
"There it is, now let's see if this cop will get wet for
me," Eddie announced as he found Abby's clit, wet his
finger and began to slowly massage the flaccid nub.
Abby struggled against her bonds and Eddie's touch as she
felt her clit responding to his gentle massage. Tears
filled her eyes again as she heard Eddie's announcement
that "cop bitches" were no different from other "bitches"
as Abby's body betrayed her and the juices flowed out of
her cunt. Eddie now worked Abby's own fluid up and down
her cunt pulling at her cunt lips and pinching her clit
to increase the flow. She felt his wet finger at her anal
opening and screamed into her gag as she felt Eddie's
digit pushed in to the first knuckle.
Abby had not even considered that her asshole might be
raped also. She and her ex-husband tried anal intercourse
one time and the pain was too much for her so Abby never
tried again. Abby tried to buck her hips when she felt
her anal ring tighten around the second knuckle. Then
just as quickly as Eddie inserted it, he removed his
finger and started on Abby's clit again. Abby moaned in
disgust when Eddie interpreted as her becoming aroused.
"She's more than ready," Eddie shouted, "this cop bitch
is so wet she's dripping onto the floor and look how
swollen her cunt lips got."
Abby tried to shut the comments out but it was
impossible. She heard Eddie's zipper and braced herself.
Eddie slowly worked the tip of his dick between her cunt
lips, rubbing it up and down across her clit. She
resigned herself to being raped and waited. Eddie did not
disappoint her and slammed his hard cock deep into Abby's
cunt. She was stunned momentarily with the size of
Eddie's penis. Abby had not been fucked by anyone since
her divorce three years ago and as her cunt walls
stretched to accommodate Eddie's nine inches she was glad
she lubricated so much.
Abby felt Eddie's weight on her back as his pubic hair
scratched her ass. He worked his hands underneath her
chest and grabbed both of her breasts pulling her upward
and bending her back toward her ass. Bowed in this
abnormal position, Abby fought to breath as Eddie worked
himself in and out of her cunt. Abby felt Eddie tense at
the same time he squeezed her globes tightly.
Abby felt Eddie's warm fluid spread throughout her cunt
as he pumped two or three more times then dropped her
onto the table and pulled his dick from her cunt. Abby
struck her forehead on the table and was momentarily
stunned. She heard Eddie tell the others they could fuck
her now, but he wanted Abby's ass first.
Abby endured the grunting and pounding of the other three
men as she laid across the dining room table, legs spread
wide, hands cuffed behind her back. She worried about the
web site and wondered what her fate would be. She didn't
not care that she was being fucked. Eddie's cock was by
far the largest, so the others were not uncomfortable.
She felt no pleasure only disgust as her cunt made
squishing noises went each stroke.
Finally, Ned, the last rapist have her removed his cock
and shot his sperm all over Abby's ass. Abby shook her
head from side to side and wailed tears at her
degradation at the hands of these rapists.
Abby continued to bounce her ass on the table and try to
get away after Ned was done. She stopped suddenly when
she felt the stinging blow on Eddie's hand across her
asscheeks. Eddie ordered her to remain still reminding
her he could still kill her. Eddie then informed everyone
that he was going to open Abby's ass for their
perspective customers. Abby pleaded through her gag as
she felt Eddie's hand smear the juices and cum from her
pussy into her ass.
She screamed in pain as he again worked first one finger,
then a second into her rectum. Eddie opened and closed
his two fingers in all directions stretching Abby's
asshole for his cock.
Satisfied it would not rub him raw, Eddie placed the tip
at Abby's anal opening. Abby tried to rise up and pounded
her hands into her back. "Look the cop bitch likes it up
the ass," he observed as he slowly worked his nine inches
into Abby's essentially virgin ass.
Abby began to pound her head on the table making a large
racket; she bucked her hips trying to dislodge Eddie's
cock from her ass. But inch-by-inch, Eddie pushed harder
until all nine inches settled into Abby's asshole her
anal ring stretched tight around the base of his dick.
Abby froze, not moving as the pain coursed from her ass
through her body. As Eddie pulled back, Abby felt her ass
was on fire. Eddie pulled his dick completely out of her
ass and before her hole could close completely, slammed
his cock back home. Abby renewed her struggles and Eddie
grabbed her short, black hair and yanked her head back
until Abby thought her neck would snap. Eddie ordered her
to be still and he began to saw in and out of her ass.
With her head pulled so far back, Abby's chest was off
the table. This afforded Bart easy access to her tits. As
Eddie worked Abby's asshole, Bart sucked Abby's tits and
bit her nipples bringing blood. Abby cried, yelled into
her nothingness, her pleads to be released unheard as her
body was ravaged.
Eddie pulled her head back further as Abby felt his cock
grow in her ass and his sperm bathe her intestines. Again
Eddie dropped Abby's head onto the table and pulled his
cock from her ass. Abby could feel Eddie's sperm trickle
out of her rectum and run down to mix with the sperm
leaking from her cunt.
Abby's ass was about to be fuck again by Ned when there
was a quiet knock on the door.
"Our first customer," Eddie announced. Ned turned his
attention back to Abby and shoved his cock into her now
well-lubricated ass as Bill opened the door. Abby
strained her hear around to see what appeared to be a
well-dressed businessman and woman entered the home.
The man appeared to be in his fifties and the woman about
forty. Both were richly dressed and as the man talked
with Eddie, the woman watched Ned ass-fucking Abby. Abby
looked at her pleadingly with her eyes, but she could see
the woman's respirations visibly increase. It was obvious
to Abby that the woman was getting off on watching Abby
ass-fucked.
"Daryl," the woman cooed, "I'll got to have that, pay the
man then fuck me."
The man named Daryl continued his discussion with Eddie
as the woman continued to watch Ned fucking Abby. Abby
turned her head away as the woman pushed her hand down
the front of her skirt and began masturbating. Ned tensed
and Abby felt the second load of sperm in her ass. Ned
quickly pulled out and the woman stood behind Abby making
comments about her cunt and ass like Abby was not a
person.
The man called Daryl came to the front of the table and
requested to see Abby's tits. With that request, Eddie
again pulled Abby back by the hair and Daryl seemed
disappointed. Daryl commented to the woman that the tits
were rather small, but the woman continued to insist she
wanted Abby. Daryl saw the police badge, chuckled and
removed it from Abby's breast putting it in his pocket.
Daryl agreed and Abby watched in horror as he paid Eddie
what look like only 10,000 dollars. Eddie ordered Bart to
release Abby's ankles, but the woman stopped him. She
told Eddie she wanted Abby ass-fucked again while her
husband Daryl, fucked her in the ass. Eddie told Bart to
go ahead and the woman went around to the other end of
the dining room table. She moaned again but there was no
pain, as Bart pushed his cock into her ass.
Abby watched with disgust as the woman raised her skirt
to show no panties and lay across the table like Abby.
Daryl unzipped his pants to reveal an erection that
shocked Abby. Daryl's dick was at least 14 inches long
and 4 inches thick. The woman reached back and spread her
asscheeks and Daryl walked forward, holding his rod in
his hand and pushed it into her ass. Abby watched and
grunted with each of Bart's thrust while the woman across
the table moaned and cooed while her husband's massive
tool pushed in and out of her ass.
The woman then announced she wanted Daryl to come in the
"cop bitch's ass."
Abby's fears escalated quickly as Daryl removed his shit-
stained dick from his wife's ass and moved to stand
behind Bart. Abby just knew the shear size of Daryl's
cock would injure her and renewed her struggles as Bart
pulled his cock from her ass cursing that he wasn't
allowed to finish.
Daryl quickly replaced him and started trying to work his
huge tool into Abby's ass. The woman told Eddie she
wanted to hear Abby scream and Eddie snapped his fingers
at Bill who promptly removed Abby's gag.
"Gooooooddddd you're killing me," Abby yelled, "please
take it out, your hurting me, I'm tearing."
Daryl continued to work his cock an inch at a time into
Abby's ass. The woman laughed and informed Abby she would
soon get used to it. Abby's pleads continued with each
inch.
"No more, I can't take it, take it out of me, you're
splitting me," Abby went on and on, as Daryl showed no
signs of stopping.
Finally all 14 inches were nestled firmly in Abby's ass.
Little cracks appeared in her anal ring where it was
pulled so tightly around Daryl's cock. Abby was covered
in sweat and slumped onto the table, no fight remaining.
She whimpered as Daryl pulled back about six inches and
slammed home again. Abby's entire body quivered from her
sobs as Daryl continued to fuck her ass with his enormous
cock. Abby started to feel something deep inside and she
couldn't believe herself. Tinges of an orgasm were
building from the abuse her ass was taking.
Abby began pleading again, not so much from the pain, but
she did not want to have an orgasm in front of these sick
people. It was not use, Daryl finally had Abby's ass
stretched enough that he was pumping rapidly in and out.
Little stains of blood could be seen on the massive
shaft.
The woman was squeezing Abby's nipples, pinching and
pulling while her husband's speed increased. Abby now
moaned in pleasure, the orgasm building against all
resistance. Finally the orgasm exploded inside Abby and
she heard herself begging to be fucked but could not
believe the words.
"Yes, fuck my ass harder, make me hurt, make me bleed,
I'm yours, I'm you cop bitch, your slut, fuck me," Abby
screamed as her orgasm continued. When Abby felt Daryl
cock grow she started working her hips up and down trying
to get every moment of the best fuck of her life before
he exploded inside her. But Daryl pulled his cock
abruptly from Abby's ass and his wife rushed to take the
blood and shit-stained tool into her mouth drinking his
cum like a pro.
Abby was heartbroken. She begged and pleaded for another
cock in her ass, but was ignored. Eddie untied her ankles
and Daryl snapped a leather collar around Abby's neck
that had a leash attached to it. Daryl gave the leash to
his wife. Abby's handcuffs were replaced with soft
leather restraints and leather restraints were placed
around her ankles with a short chain hobbling her.
The wife pulled the leash and Abby followed, cum leaking
from her cunt and ass as she walked. Abby heard Daryl say
something about branding the "cop bitch" and he brought
out a small object that he heated with a lighter. Abby
jumped as she felt the hot metal touch her inner thigh on
the left and saw the words "Daryl's Slut" burned into her
leg.
It was true; Abby was sold as a slave because deep down
inside she was a slave. As Abby walked barefoot to her
new owners car she saw Ned pulling her cruiser out onto
the street. Abby didn't care, she wanted to ask Daryl or
his wife when she would be fucked again, but dared not
speak without permission. Once inside the car, Abby
realized she had been sold, like a piece of meat more
shockingly, Abby realized she didn't care she finally
found her profession, slave.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form.
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