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Authors name: Cheryl (cjr34@home.com)
Story title : Charlie's Angles
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Charlie's Angles (M+/F, nc, drugs, v, TV-parody)
By Cheryl (cjr34@home.com)
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My name is Cheryl Honey and I'm the youngest
lieutenant in the history of the LA police
department. I graduated from the academy with the
highest grades of my class and soon raised through
the ranks. Last year I passed the lieutenant's
examination with the highest marks again and now
here I was in charge of my own division.
Now of course I had heard the remarks that I slept
my way to the top based solely on my looks. Perhaps
I should explain more of myself to you. I am 25
now, blonde hair, blue eyes, 5-ft 6-in tall and
pack all of 130 lbs onto a well-developed frame. My
measurements are 36c-22-36, the proverbial
hourglass figure. I also have a quick wit and I am
very friendly and quick to laugh at a good joke. I
let the remarks about float above me and tended not
to let little things like that bother me.
Early in my career I had been assigned the obvious
duties given to most new good looking recruits. I'd
been assigned the hooker details entrapping
motorists into thinking I was a prostitute working
the streets. Time and time again I was responsible
for the arrest and conviction of hundreds of lonely
men who fell for my act and wardrobe.
The captain called me into in to the office last
week and put forth a new plan in which he wanted to
me to head up. Success could mean another promotion
for me and anyone working for me on this project.
As he laid it out, I could see this would be no
ordinary project.
My first stop after meeting the captain was to go
to the police academy and do some scouting around.
I would need at least three volunteers to join the
team and I couldn't use anyone who had ever worked
the streets as a cop before, so I began my search
there. I spotted three young ladies all in the 18
to 21 age bracket that looked like prime material.
I made arrangements for them to meet me in my
office after graduation, which was to happen in
just a few days.
When they all showed up downtown on the appointed
day I got a chance to see them in street clothes up
close and personal. All three were definitely what
any man would call lookers. Suzi, Jill and Lisa
would be perfect in my mind but it was an
assignment they had to agree to first, so I made my
pitch and laid out the assignment.
"There is a local club called, Babes-R-Us, a
gentlemen's club meaning it features strippers.
Lately there have been rumors of heavy drug dealing
coming from it as well as prostitution. The owner
is Johnny 'TNT' Carlino who has ties we believe to
the mob. Rumors also say he may be involved in loan
sharking, numbers, bookmaking and trafficking in
human slaves out of Mexico.
"There have also been reports lately that he may
have ordered the hits on several of his competitors
in the nightclub and drug business to increase his
profits. Our job ladies, if you accept it, is to
infiltrate his club at its base level and work our
way into his confidence so we can bust him for
everything we can.
"I need three ladies who can go to work as
strippers in his club. Now before you get the wrong
idea, you will not have to work as prostitutes or
druggies, just as strippers while performing see
what you can learn. On top of your base pay of
course there will be a special 'hazardous duty pay'
each week this takes. Call it a working bonus of
about a thousand dollars a week extra. On top of
that, all money you make working in the clubs is
yours to keep."
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I watched the three pretty well built young
recruits and could see the numbers floating around
in their minds. One by one I could see them agree
to the idea. When they finally all did agree, I
made arrangements for them to work out with a dance
instructor about some routines for dancing in the
club. I also opened up an account at several
clothing stores for them to purchase the types of
outfits they would be required to work in and play
in.
After two weeks they were ready and all reported to
my office in their hot new outfits. All the guys in
the precinct just stared at the 'hookers' reporting
to me. That's what they looked like in everyone's
mind but mine. I looked at them and remembered when
I could stop traffic dressing like they did that
day. You want to talk about short skirts and clingy
tops that hid nothing and enhanced everything! Even
their walk had taken on a new passion of it's own,
thanks to the efforts of the dance instructor.
I laid out the final details of the plan, told them
not to contact us, that we would contact them and
sent them on their way to audition. Everything
hinged on them getting hired I had stressed to them
and they assured me that they would do whatever it
took to get hired. The following events are part of
their log so read on.
Everyday one of them would go to the club alone and
ask for a job. Suzi was first and she was led to
the manager's office in back. He looked her up and
down and said that to be a stripper in his club he
had to see the goods before letting her on stage,
to make sure she had no tattoos or scars he said.
Suzi seductively began to remove her clothing for
him and when she was nude he stood up and moved
near her.
"You know we do lap dances here as well where while
we don't encourage touching by the customers, it is
allowed if not blatant. I'm going to sit down here
and you do a sexy lap dance for me."
As Suzi went thru her routine and moved closer and
closer his hands were roaming up and down her legs.
She moved closer straddling his lap now with her
legs on the outside of his. His hands moved to the
inside of her legs and then went up brushing at
first then being more obvious he began to rub her
pussy lips and fingered her clit before his fingers
entered her now wet and hot pussy. She was humping
his hand now as she neared climax and he rubbed
harder and faster till she suddenly stiffened and
then fell onto his lap as she orgasmed.
He took his fingers out of her sopping cunt and
played with her tits, spreading her sexy aroma all
over them. He then took his fingers and stuck them
into her mouth where she hungrily swallowed and
tongued clean his fingers. As she wobbly stood up,
he smacked her ass and said, "Report for work
tomorrow."
The next day it was Lisa's turn and she now had an
idea of what to expect from the manager. As she
entered the club, she saw Suzi on stage grinding
her naked body in front of the 60 men and watched
her for a minute hoping that she too would look
that good dancing in front of strangers totally
nude like Suzi was doing.
She was led to the manager's office and went the
whole routine again like Suzi had completely down
to the lap dance. When she thought her interview
was over, he said, "You know we have a private club
downstairs for special VIP's where the money is
tremendous. You look like you could do very well
down there. Interested?"
She knew she had to say yes and did so.
He said, "Well the VIP's require a little bit more
special attention. Since you're already naked, come
over here and suck my dick." Knowing she had to do
this, she approached him and fell to her knees in
front of him and unzipped his pants and pulled out
his cock.
As she began her labor of love on his cock with her
mouth she wondered why Suzi hadn't told her about
this part of the interview. She worked her hot
mouth on his stiff cock, proving herself by
swallowing all 8 inches of his stiff dick. Her hot
mouth soon had him spurting his hot cum deep into
her throat and she again proved herself by
swallowing all of his hot load and looking like she
loved it, which she did. As she stood up, he
smacked her naked ass and said, "Report for work
tomorrow."
Jill was the last of the three to go in for an
interview. She had been told what to expect and
knew she could handle it as well as the others had
handled their interviews. She dressed extra sexy
wanting to make a good impression on the manager.
When she entered the club she noticed Lisa on one
stage fingering her-self for the guests and Suzy
had wrapped herself on another stage with what
appeared to be tons of cellophane while the guys
shot squirts of beer and other drinks on her. Both
appeared to be enjoying themselves.
In the managers office Jill was given the same
routine the others had gone through complete with
the blowjob. As she too stood up thinking the
interview was over, Jill was told to sit down for a
minute while the manager got on the phone. He got
off the phone and said, "Besides stage work,
sitting with customers and working the private club
downstairs, there were special parties hosted at
private homes that I think you'd be perfect for."
Knowing she had to get the job, she told him that
she was interested in all aspects of the club.
The door to the office opened and two of the larger
bouncers on the clubs employ entered and eyed the
naked body of Jill. The manager explained that at
these private parties, often the guests liked to
see a live sex act and if she wanted the job she
would have to be fucked by the likes of these men.
Now both of these men were large African-American's
about 6 foot five inches tall each. As they began
to disrobe, Jill remembered her fantasy's she had
had for the longest time of serving black men and
here before her she was about to live out her
fantasy.
The two men made no overtures at foreplay, treating
her more like a slut, which she loved inside her
soul. One grabbed her hair and forced his monster
ten-inch cock deep into her open and willing mouth.
The other man moved around behind her and being
used to this sort of action, plopped his semi-hard
cock into her still wet and hot and open pussy.
With his free hand he roughly groped her firm tits
and played with them as if they had no feeling the
pain he was inflicting upon her body.
They worked her back and forth for about fifteen
minutes, switching positions at times giving her
different sensations all the time. They brought her
to three orgasms before the manager indicated it
was time. As if on signal the two giants grunted
harder and plowed harder and faster and came as
one, flooding her mouth and pussy with all the man
juice they had stored up. (Man-juice?) She lay
there heaving for a bit and then stood up and the
manager smacked her ass and told her to report for
work the next day.
My report. I have been in contact with the girls
several times in the last three weeks they have
worked at the club. They have performed many sex
acts in the private club downstairs often together
doing lesbian performances. At the times crowd
members have been invited to join in the fun and
fuck one, two or all three of them at the same
time. Drugs were quite common among the girls and
used freely in the dressing rooms but so far, no
outright selling of drugs, no prostitution, or any
other illegal activities had been seen by the
three.
I get the feeling something is going on I don't
understand cause all three have said in order to
make a good appearance they need to supply drugs to
the other dancers who had been sharing with them. I
also found out the girls were volunteering more and
more often for the private club and private shows
as if they may be-coming intoxicated with what they
were doing. Were they becoming hooked on the drugs
and sex? I decided to find out for myself.
I knew I was older than most of the girls working
this club but I had to find out what was going on
with them. I spent a week in a health club trying
to tone up the slight problem area's I had let go
with shining a desk for a living. Still, when I put
on some of my older party outfits, I looked
presentable I thought and applied for a job in the
club.
As I entered the club, only Jill was on stage using
a beer bottle to masturbate with for the enjoyment
of the paying customers. I would later find out
Suzy and Lisa were downstairs performing a rough
bondage act for the VIP's who had paid to see them
put through their paces.
I entered the manager's office as directed and was
given the usual treatment my girls had been given,
including the double fucking by the two blacks
which I immensely enjoyed personally. As I stood up
thinking it was over, the manager said to me, "You
know, you're a little older than we usually hire
her. I like to keep them in the 18 to 21-age
bracket. I may be able to use you in other area's
not open to the rest of the girls."
As I wondered what he had in mind, he made a phone
call and got approval from someone higher up I
guess, cause he turned at me with a big smile on
his face. "The boss is looking for a new girl to
host parties at his house and do things for the
extra special guests. He says if you want the job,
he'll interview you tomorrow, if not, I'm afraid I
can't use you." I knew I had to agree so I said yes
and he set up the interview for the next day.
That night I tried to contact my girls but either
they were so stoned and being fucked or working, no
one answered their phones. I went to sleep
wondering what awaited me the next day. I only
wanted to be near my girls to find out what was
going on. Sleep did not come easily that night to
me.
The next day I was led into 'TNT'S' private
residence, a huge mansion situated in the hills far
from his nearest neighbor. I could see right away
why he was called TNT, he was fucking huge, built
like wrestler though. He was easily 6 feet and 8
inches tall and not an ounce of fat on him. He
explained the duties and fees and all the
particulars of the mansion. I agreed to them all,
knowing I now had free run of the mansion and the
clubs he controlled.
A few days later I visited the Babes-R-Us nightclub
and confronted my girls. The impression I got was
they were hooked on the drugs and sex and I may
have lost them to it all. I was determined to get
them back though. So I arranged for them to perform
at the mansion, a place they had never been too.
TNT was pleased with my plans cause he had heard
nothing but good things about the girls in the club
so far. I arranged for the party to be held the
next weekend and promised the boss a show he would
never forget.
When the weekend arrived, I made sure everything
was in place and the girls were presentable meaning
nude and available. I too was nude but for a
different reason. Big shot friends of the boss
arrived, some from Columbia, some from Mexico, even
some from Russia, it seems the boss had ties to
many foreign countries as well. The drugs were free
flowing and the girls were especially willing to
partake of the drugs it seems. All the girls had
been taken at various times upstairs for some
private fun but I knew the best of the party was
yet to come.
I finally told the boss I had to discuss the rest
of plans for the girls, to the girls, and that I
would need them alone in private for about half an
hour to set things up. He agreed and as the men
drank cognac and smoked hundred dollar cigars and
made million dollar deals, I got the girls alone
upstairs.
I told the girls the time was now to remember why
they were here and do their jobs as policewomen.
They seemed to almost have forgotten that aspect of
why they were there in the first place. It seems
the drugs and sex had really done their trick on my
girls. I told the girls if they didn't close to the
guests and learn the secrets we had been sent to
find, I would make they perform an act so sick
before everyone they would wish they had never been
born.
This seemed to shock them a little but not much. I
could hardly recognize the three girls in front of
me, their eyes glazed over and their hands
constantly touching their breasts and rubbing their
pussy's as if they needed more of what they ached
for, which was more drugs and more sex. They were
indeed hooked into the lifestyle and I only hoped I
could save them.
I led my three girls onto a stage that had been
erected in the courtyard of the mansion out back.
The four of us stood there nude in front of about
20 drug lords and criminal masterminds. As I began
my speech I noticed some whispering going on the
crowd of men but had no idea what to make of it. I
was soon to find out.
"Gentlemen, these three lovely ladies will now put
on a show for you the likes you have never seen
before." Before I was able to continue, Jill spoke
up and addressed the crowd.
"She's a narc and she hired us to rat on you guys
and now that we've refused she is going to make us
do something horrible that we don't want to do."
I looked at her with dread in my heart and mind
realizing she had just sold me out and revealed our
true reasons for being with the organization.
Before I could protest or explain, TNT held up his
hand and motioned for all of us to be quiet.
"I have known all of you were members of the police
force since almost day one. You Cheryl Honey
probably don't remember a young boy of 18 you
entrapped one day with your hooker routine, that
boy was my son and he spent 30 days in jail cause
he also had some drugs in his possession when you
arrested him. But I have known your name and face
for a very long time. I took fingerprints of all of
you from glasses and bottles you held and sent them
to my contact in the FBI and found out everything
about all of you. Now shut the fuck up all of you!"
He turned to his group of visitors and we could see
some discussion going on, I presumed it was about
us cause every once in a while they look at us and
make some comments. Finally TNT turned and faced
us.
"I know that all of you have no family to speak of,
and your where-abouts have been privy only to
Cheryl Honey and her captain and he has since been
'eliminated' by our members. I therefore see no
reason for us to allow you to live any longer, none
of you."
With real fear we all knew he was right. The girls
hadn't been to their real homes or apartments in
over a month. They were orphans or had families far
removed from their social lives. I had never
married nor had a serious boyfriend to interfere
with my professional life. They could kill us and
no one would know.
"On second thought, I have just been given a
suggestion. You have a choice now it seems. You can
either be killed right now, or I can sell you as
slaves to some of the gentlemen here. Which do you
choose?"
Like a drowning person thrown a lifeline we all
quickly agreed to the latter of being sold. None of
us wanted to die. We agreed.
"Suzy, I have just sold you the oriental gentlemen
where you will service his commando's in the jungle
fighting the federale's searching for his crops.
Most of his men haven't had a woman in over a year.
His armies number in the thousands and you may
think you will live long, but I think not unless
you are able to handle hundreds of men at a time
for many days on end. Be gone." With that I watched
Suzy being led away by three large oriental
bodyguards to be bound for the jungles of the Far
East. I never saw her again.
"Lisa, I have just sold you the Nigerian gentlemen
here to be put to work servicing the armies in the
African jungle where the aids virus is quite high
and life expectancy not great. You will be highly
prized as a young lovely blonde in a land of blacks
and should expect three or four years of constant
servitude to men or whatever the natives decide to
have pleasure with you. Be gone." With that I
watched Lisa being led away by two huge dark
skinned guards to the African nations, never to be
seen or heard of again.
"Jill, my sweet, you were my favorite fuck. I will
miss you. You never disappointed me and were
willing to do anything I told you but alas never
more. I have just sold you to the Russians where
you will be taken to the hidden slave camps in
Siberia. The guards there have control of the
miners who slave in the mountains of Siberia. They
are extremely ruthless and most Russian slave girls
don't last more than a year there before committing
suicide. I am told they are extremely sadistic and
highly imaginative for creating new games of sex
and torture. You should enjoy the first week there
the most, but after that I'm afraid you too will
look for an easy way out. Be gone."
With that I watched sweet Jill being led away to
the cold northernmost reaches of the Russian
Empire. I would never see her again.
"Cheryl Honey my dear, last but not least, I have
thought long and hard about you. I am not going to
sell you into slavery for sexual purposes. I am
going to sell to the former doctor of the death
camps of the Nazi's who now lives in high in the
mountains of Bolivia under a new name. You will not
enjoy your stay there, believe you me. Be gone." I
too was now led away to a place I had no idea and
to things I couldn't even wonder about.
This addendum provided by the Cheryl Honey's
replacement at police headquarters. This material
is second hand in nature but I am assured it is
quite accurate.
Suzy, Lisa and Jill all lived for at least a year
before my contacts lost track of them. They may
have been sold again or could be dead, in any case
they are gone and all records of them at the
academy and here at police headquarters have been
erased, like they never existed. Cheryl Honey was
indeed taken to Bolivia where the mad doctor
experimented with body replacement treatments. His
dream was to be able to transplant young healthy
organs and body parts onto the aging Nazi
inhabitants of his little world. He practiced on
Cheryl Honey.
He first removed her hands at the wrists and
attached them to an 89-year-old ex-compatriot and
it seemed to work. Of course Cheryl having no hands
had no way to feed or clean or bathe herself and
her captor tended to all her needs. He was not
above using her body sexually but he preferred to
insert insanely large and disgusting things into
her pussy and ass.
Next he removed her feet from the ankles down and
attached them to the legs of a diabetic who had
lost his feet due to his illness. This too seemed
to take. Cheryl was now able to get around by
crawling on her elbows and knees only. That
wouldn't last long.
One of his partner's daughters had lost both her
legs to gangrene when she accidentally fell into a
field shredder and the rusty blades had sliced her
open to the bone. Cheryl's legs were both amputated
at the hip and now all she could do was lay there
and at times roll over to lick her food up off the
bed or floor. Her arms were removed from the
shoulders for another experiment and Cheryl lived
as a torso only another year while one by one her
organs were removed to be used in the other aging
patients of the doctor.
The reason I am privy to all this extra information
is because I was one of the men passed over for
lieutenant during the exams that gave rise to
Cheryl's promotion. I deserved that promotion and
just because I didn't have tits or look like a
playboy model, I was passed over. I wanted revenge
and now I have it. I also have her job. Oh one more
thing, I am the one who told my uncle 'TNT' about
the police infiltrating his operation. He gave me a
million dollars to say thanks. This report is now
closed.
Signed Charles Townsend and that was the case of
Charlie's Angels.
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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. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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