Deep Cover Cop

cumnchat

Literotica Guru
Joined
May 24, 2013
Posts
5,111
Ray Davison 29 year old vice squad cop stared at his reflection in the mirror above the green marble top of the vanity unit in his apartment, only he didn't see Ray Davison he saw Ricky Devine, 29, assassin, murderer and rapist. He had been Ricky Devine for three and a half years now in deep cover trying to collect enough evidence to put Toni Torterenni behind bars for the rest of his life.

He had begun as an enforcer for Torterenni and through becoming as ruthless as the other gangsters he had moved up through the ranks and was now one of Toni's trusted 'soldiers'. He'd been forced to abandon his principles and executed other mobsters in order to get noticed he had also had to 'discipline' girls who wouldn't cooperate with Toni's ideas of how his women should behave. Over time a major part of him had become Ricky Devine, passionless, ruthless, cruel. Deep down inside him though was a spark of the decent human being he had once been, recently he had been having difficulty preventing that spark from bursting into flame.
His thoughts were interrupted by his cell phone ringing,

"Devine" he snapped

Toni's voice came through sounding all friendly,

"Ricky, how do you fancy being a chauffeur for the day? My latest squeeze wants to go shopping and I've only got you free today and I know I can trust you with her, you won't be tempted to go behind my back will you?"

Although the tone was friendly the veiled threat was there,'Keep your hands to yourself'.

"Sure Toni whatever you say, she'll be safe with me, pick her up at your place? What time?"

Ricky dressed smartly and made sure his Glock 17 handgun was fully loaded before he put the shoulder holster on. He sat outside Toni's apartment waiting for Toni's girlfriend. When she appeared his heart beat faster and an icy hand gripped his heart. As she approached he quickly put on his wraparound sunglasses and kept his face averted, not wanting to look at her, the memories were too painful.
 
Looking in the mirror, she almost didn’t recognize herself. Oh, the face was the same but there seemed to be something missing from her eyes.

“Baby, you look pretty enough to fuck!” Toni Torterenni walked up behind her and stood, his hand resting on her ass. She knew he meant it. She smiled at him and turned to kiss the man. He was not really bad looking and she kissed him as his hands gripped her ass cheeks through the slacks that she wore.

“You certainly know how to sweet talk a woman,” she teased him.

“Sindy, I always wanna fuck you.”

The man’s hands were large and he was fairly strong as he crushed her against him, his groin against her and his bulge poked her abdomen. His kisses were hard, almost smothering and she could tell what Toni was hoping for.

“Now, Toni, honey, you promised me that I could go shopping. I was hoping to pick up a little something that might please you tonight.” She smiled at him and the man grinned as he ground his bulge against her.

“As long as it is easy enough for me to take off of you.”

“Sure thing, honey. Oh, I need a key so I can get back in.”

“No key needed.” He pulled out his phone and called down to the front desk.

“My woman is on her way down in a bit. Name is Sindy Markham. Give her access to my apartment.”

Winking at her, he hung up and then quickly placed another call.

“Ricky, how do you fancy being a chauffeur for the day? My latest squeeze wants to go shopping and I've only got you free today and I know I can trust you with her, you won't be tempted to go behind my back will you?"

After talking to this “Ricky”, Toni hung up and gave another squeeze of her ass. “See, I take care of my woman. When you go downstairs, just stop at the concierge and he will add your thumbprint to my apartment security. And Ricky will be waiting outside for you. He’ll drive you wherever you want to shop. Black hair and mustache and a bit scruffy. Don’t worry, he’s okay.”

Reaching into his pocket, Toni pulled out a wad of bill and handed them to her. “Have fun,” he told her, “and make me happy.”

Quickly stuffing the money in her purse, Sindy headed down to the concierge desk and left her thumbprint, asking the man if it just was to let her in to the room. Laughing, the man assured her that that was all.

Of course, she knew that was a lie and that a background check would also be run on her. She knew what they would find. One arrest for prostitution 2 years earlier. She had been broke and out of money and had decided to try just this once to earn a bit of money. Her luck was that her first customer had been an undercover cop, so police were not high on her list. At least, that was her story.

After accidentally bumping into Toni, plus a couple of dates, the man had her spend the night.

Toni loved sex, and she had thought last night that she would never get any sleep. The thought crossed her mind that maybe he was taking pills to stay hard for so long. But finally he had worn out and she got a bit of rest.

Stepping out of the apartment building, she looked around for Ricky. A man answering Toni’s description of him was sitting on a bench out front and he quickly slipped on his shades as she headed towards him.

“You Ricky?” The guy nodded. “I’m Sindy Markham. Toni said that you would drive me where I need to go.”


*****


Simone Mathews - real name

Sindy Markham - cover name

https://hairstylegirl.net/wp-conten...deas/platinum-blonde-hair-color-idea-2016.jpg
 
The knot in his stomach tightened as Simone walked towards him. All sorts of thoughts were shooting through his head, firstly what the hell was she doing here shacked up with Toni Torterenni? Was she still with the PD? If so she could be undercover herself or worse, she was a rogue cop. The last time he had seen Simone was when he left her sprawled naked on the bed in her apartment three and a half years ago. His boss had told him to tell no one he was going deep cover, for his own safety, so he hadn't mentioned it to Simone his girlfriend and colleague at the training school

Out of the corner of his eye he saw her heading his way, she hadn't changed much still the same long blonde hair trim figure and that killer ass.

'You Ricky?'

He nodded, not trusting himself to speak.

'I’m Sindy Markham. Toni said that you would drive me where I need to go.'

Ricky kept the conversation to a minimum, Sindy, as she was calling herself now had given no indication that she recognised him but that was probably a good thing right outside Toni's apartment, even in the car wasn't safe as it had a recorder hidden somewhere inside.

Ricky opened the car door for her and let her get in by herself unable to trust himself not to to have a feel of her luscious curvy butt.

"Where to Sindy? By the way I'm Ricky Devine, it's my job to take care of you while you're out so don't be surprised to find me waiting outside the ladies room when you have to go."
 
She had recognized Ray despite the sunglasses that he had quickly slipped on. Damn! This life did not agree with him. She looked at him with no recognition - their lives depended upon that. This life was taking a toll on him. Despite how he had left her, she really didn’t wish him harm. He nodded and led her to his car, opening the door for her.

Where to Sindy? By the way I'm Ricky Devine, it's my job to take care of you while you're out so don't be surprised to find me waiting outside the ladies room when you have to go.

Still, she kept her cool, went along with not knowing him. “Wonderful. I can hardly wait.” Her tone was flat and bored, as if she had just killed a bug with her shoe.

Looking out the car window, she waited for him to get in the car. Once he got in she spoke.

“Know where Rococo is? On Fourth and Lexington? Also I want to go to Midnight Pleasures. It’s just two doors down. I’ll walk there. Pearl and Lace. It’s at 17th and Parker. Do you think you can remember those?”

Wouldn’t hurt to sound a bit snotty to him, just in case someone was listening in. She pretended to ignore him, keeping her eyes glued out the window. She was so aware of him. Could hear his breathing, clearing his voice. Damn, this job was killing him. He had that hardened look in his appearance. He had put his sunglasses on too quick to get a look at his eyes though.

And she had to make herself look sexy for Toni tonight so the man could fuck her six ways to Sunday. Damn, work sure was a bitch.
 
Had Simone, dammit she was Sindy now, had she recognised him? She had given no indication that she had and she was behaving like a real bitch, not like her at all. Still training school had taught them how to deal with surprise meetings like meeting someone you knew, but they hadn't taught them how to deal with a broad you had been shafting for six months.

Ricky knew that all that was said in the car was being recorded and carefully listened to so neither of them could afford to lower their guard even for an instant.

'Know where Rococo is? On Fourth and Lexington? Also I want to go to Midnight Pleasures. It’s just two doors down. I’ll walk there. Pearl and Lace. It’s at 17th and Parker. Do you think you can remember those?'

Oh that's nice he thought, treat me as though i'm an idiot.

"Yeah I know where they are, you're not first of Toni's women I've taken shopping. Haven't seen you around before though, you new?"

It wouldn't hurt to know how long she had been with Toni. If she was just Toni's girlfriend she wouldn't know what a sleaze he was, if however she was undercover she would know him inside out but was she experienced enough to carry it off, not just for her sake but his as well. He made a mental note to contact his handler who he hadn't spoken to for almost a year, his handler should be able to fill him in. Another thought niggled at him, it was possible that she hadn't recognised him and she was a rogue cop, a dirty cop, if so and she recognised him he was a dead man walking. He couldn't declare himself to her, he would have to wait for her to make the first move.

Ricky knew the shops he was taking her to, all high end dress and lingerie shops where high class hookers and escorts shopped, a lot of them probably on Toni's payroll. For some reason he was mad at Sindy because it was obvious she was shopping for stuff that would turn Toni on so he would fuck her.

Just for something to say he said,

"I saw you get the thumb treatment as you came out, you intending to stick around?"
 
Yeah I know where they are, you're not first of Toni's women I've taken shopping. Haven't seen you around before though, you new?

She raised an eyebrow at him, well into her role now. Either he didn’t remember her, in which case that was a deflating prick to her pride as no woman wants to be forgettable. Or, the car was bugged and he was going along with the program. After all, the powers that be knew that he was still alive. They just weren’t sure whether or not he had gone over to ‘the Dark Side’.

It did happen. The money and/or the power had turned the head of more than one cop. And in this town, Toni had both money and power. Though if Ray was driving her around for the day, maybe he didn’t have as much power as they had thought that he had. Ricky, she corrected her thoughts.

“Is it really any of your business? If Toni had wanted you to know he would have told you.” As a matter of fact, she did know that Toni had told him. She had been standing right there and heard Toni’s side of the conversation. Let’s see how he handled that.

I saw you get the thumb treatment as you came out, you intending to stick around?

She didn’t answer. It was a reminder of the part of the job that she hated. Sex with someone that you didn’t want to fuck. And that reminded her of the last time that she had been with Ray. They had fucked until the early morning hours, yet when she woke up around 10 that morning, she had expected to find him still in bed with her. Instead, his side of the bed was stone cold and most of his things were gone. And he was gone too. No one knew anything which told her that he had gone undercover.

Still, it had been hard to forget him. Hard but not impossible. In three and a half years she had dated others but none of them had gotten as close to her as Ray had.

At the briefing her heart had skip a beat when she saw his face on the slide. Ricky. Now he was Ricky. And she was Toni’s girlfuck. Not a pleasant term, but after all, it was a job.

They pulled up and before he could find a spot to park the car she was out and slamming the car door.

“This is fine. Now just be a good little lapdog and wait for me here.” And she was gone before he could stop her or even find a parking space.

She stepped inside Rococo and looked around. Immediately a woman rushed over to help.

“I think that you know what I want. Sexy but not trashy.”

“Oh yes Miss. if you will follow me.”

The woman escorted her into the back showroom and offered her a seat and a glass of champagne. As she watched each model come out wearing peignoirs and negligées in satins and laces and feathers, she smiled to herself at the thought of ‘Ricky’ having to scramble to park the car and find her. Served him right.

She picked out shell pinks and soft peaches and ecru coloring, baby blues and mints and dove greys, hoping to give her a more naive look in Toni’s eyes.
 
Last edited:
In his time undercover when he had been trying to establish himself in Torterenni's organisation he had sometimes had to bite his tongue when someone badmouthed him but no woman had ever treated him like that, treated him like something that she'd stepped in, he didn't like it one little bit even if 'Sindy' had been acting he could tell that she either meant it or she was one heck of an actress, he vowed to himself that if the opportunity ever arose he would get his own back. He left the car in a 'no parking' area and went in search of Sindy. The car would be ok where it was, everyone knew Toni's vehicles and they were never ever booked.

In ROCOCO he saw a salesgirl and asked if she had seen a platinum blonde in white slacks and an attitude,

"Yes Sir, she's having a private showing of lingerie. She'll be about an hour I would think."

"Take me to her babe." He demanded, putting on his scowl.

The girl hesitated until he growled at her, "Now!"

'Ricky' slipped into the showing unnoticed and stood at the back with his arms folded watching the models parade by in scanty and scandalously revealing lingerie. As he watched he couldn't help remembering the lingerie that Simone used to wear for him, teasing him with a wiggle of her fantastic ass or shaking her shoulders and hence her tits, many was the night she would wear three or four different sets of underwear all designed to keep him interested but there was one she would keep until last and when he saw that his eyes would light up in anticipation.

These that 'Sindy' was looking at though were something else and he had a deep pang of jealousy that she'd be wearing them for Toni and not for him. After fifteen minutes he couldn't stand it any longer and left and waited outside for 'Sindy' to reappear.
 
It took a little over an hour for her to settle on several gowns and several sets of bras and matching panties. She was going for a certain look and decided to go for the lost innocence look. There was one outfit that reminded her of something that she used to wear for Ray and she swallowed hard and clenched her teeth, trying to forget. This was harder than she had anticipated.

With her purchases in hand, she slipped on her sunglasses and stepped out in the midday sun. He was waiting outside. ‘Ricky’ looked suitably pissed, as least as far as she could tell from his body language. He had his sunglasses on too and they effectively hid his eyes.

She barely glanced over at him and passed off the bags to him without saying a word as she walked towards Midnight Pleasures. She knew that she was treating him horribly but if he got pissed about it, all the better. She couldn’t afford Toni jealous thinking that she was coming on to the help. After all, she had to watch out for Ray as well as herself. And it wasn’t like he could turn to his contact.

Max Parker has been the contact that Ray went to on this assignment. He had handled everything so when the man had dropped dead of a heart attack several weeks ago, the powers that be started pedaling fast to get someone in that could let Ray know the new name and contact info. All the paperwork that Max had on the case showed that it had been 14 months since he had heard from Ray and only through observation of Toni and his movements had anything of Ray been picked up. There were slides and film of Ricky Devine, stating that it was suspected that he was a lieutenant of Toni’s, but most of the paperwork had been sketchy and incomplete and they had wondered if Max had been trying to cover for an old friend that might have turned bad. It was her place to find out.

She was also getting back at him for three and a half years ago. That was the first time that she had felt like a girlfuck instead of a girlfriend. Ray had known how to make love and they had been very imaginative many evenings. The man was good!

Where as Toni was more of a director, telling her to suck him off, or posing her in position before fucking her so the he could cum in or on her. So far, last night was the first night that she had slept with him but that was her impression of him. Toni seemed to crave sex - probably the reason that he was into trafficking girls into prostitution. It had been hoped that once her looks and body had caught the man’s attention that her created background would make him feel like she would fit in.

Sindy walked ahead of Ricky, wondering if he was watching her ass in the pants that fit her perfectly. As if he was her servant she ignored him as she reached the store door and stepped into the cool exterior. She knew that hidden police observers were watching them. She just assumed that somewhere out there Toni’s people were watching them too. Better safe than dead.

*****

“Boy, she really knows how to push this guy’s buttons. He looks like he could cheerfully kill her. She know what she’s doing?”

“They say that she does.” The two detectives filmed the entire thing from a room over the shoe store across the street - proof that she had made preliminary contact with the mark.

*****


Outfit that sparks Simone’s memory

https://www.atwish.com/media/catalo...d024b30355318c4/4/5/4512264446_1030858548.jpg
 
Just as 'Ricky' expected 'Sindy' treated him like a beast of burden, handing him her numerous bags to carry and walking off without a word in the direction of MIDNIGHT PLEASURE. He followed behind admiring the roll and sway of her hips, he wasn't sure but it looked exaggerated as if she was flirting or teasing him, now was she just being a bitch or trying to tell him that she knew who he was and she couldn't say anything? He decided to play it safe and say and do nothing but it didn't stop hm pursing his lips in appreciation of the view, he wasn't the only one, heads were turning to look at the silver haired goddess as she passed.

There was respite when she entered Midnight Pleasure, the air conditioning making it seem cold inside, he idly wondered if the cold air puckered her nipples and breathed deeply trying to shake the image of Simone sitting cowgirl on him with her breasts bobbing and swaying as she rode him, grinding her hot, sweet pussy down on his cock and telling him in no uncertain terms that she wanted it harder, "Fuck me harder Ray, you know how I like it."

'Ricky' hadn't been inside this store before so he didn't know what to expect but he guessed it wasn't the sort of place a guy would take his family shopping. He took a seat just inside the door to wait and out of curiosity he peeked in a couple of the bags 'Sindy' had dumped on him. Again the memories of him and Simone together came flooding back and the jealousy welled up inside him thinking of Toni Torterenni getting his hands on Simone.

He racked his brain trying to hin of some way to discover the reason for Simone to be here under an assumed name. Then he had an idea.

When 'Sindy' finally returned he refused to carry all her parcels,

"I'm not a fucking packhorse I'm carrying the MAX I can, if you know someone who can carry the MAX load possible you had better tell me."

If she had been sent in then Max would know.
 
In Midnight Pleasures, she didn’t find all that much to get. She picked out several Merry Widows and some silk hose and garters. Still, though this only took up a couple of bags, the bill came to over $700.

Something about paying cash for such things was a unique pleasure. Despite the high bill, there was still plenty of money left.

The woman kept glancing towards Ricky as he sat in a chair watching everyone passing by. Those chairs were there just so the husbands and lovers would not interfere in the shopping experience.

“He with you?”

“In a way. He’s my Sherpa for the day.”

“Your what?”

“Never mind.”

She walk over towards him and started to hand them off when suddenly the man put up a fuss.

I'm not a fucking packhorse I'm carrying the MAX I can, if you know someone who can carry the MAX load possible you had better tell me.

She raised an eyebrow watching him throw a fit. But his words held a hidden meaning and she realized that he was in a way looking for confirmation as to why she was here.

So, he did remember her. And perhaps he had not gone rogue. Just what could his excuse be for going incommunicado for so long? Just how best should she pass along a message, and make it understandable was the big question.

“And he throws a little hissy fit. Listen up, Ricky, there is no MAX. MAX is a dead subject. I will tell you when you are through. Now I suggest that you pull up those big girl panties and carry my packages and quit making trouble.”

She neatly shoved the boxes and bags into his hands and turned to walk out into the hot afternoon, slipping on her sunglasses and waiting for Ricky to escort her to the car.

Hopefully he understood her message. Hopefully he wasn’t setting her up to reveal to Toni that she was a cop. All she could do was continue the act and wait for him to drive her to Pearl and Lace.
 
Last edited:
'And he throws a little hissy fit. Listen up, Ricky, there is no MAX. MAX is a dead subject. I will tell you when you are through. Now I suggest that you pull up those big girl panties and carry my packages and quit making trouble.'

So, if he understood her message correctly then Max was either dead or no longer his handler in which case he was on his own, or was he? Had Simone, drat it, he mustn't think of her as Simone, she was Sindy. If he slipped up and called her Simone that would set alarm bells ringing for Toni and Toni would niggle away until he got the truth, if he did that then both he and 'Sindy' were dead meat. Had 'Sindy' been sent in as backup, to get him out or in cop parlance 'Extract' him or were they to work together and get Toni behind bars? He had to find some way to get 'Sindy' on her own where they could speak plainly but Toni kept a tight rein on his women and they were watched continuously.

He grumbled some more just to keep up appearances as she handed him package after package and stepped out into the sunlight and the suffocating heat, she strode off towards the car wiggling her backside, he knew now that was for his benefit and entertainment.

The a/c in the car was a blessed relief as he drove them towards Pearl and Lace, with all the packages filling the trunk, some went on the back seat and 'Sindy' sat up front beside him.

As he drove her proximity to him began to get to him, her perfume wafted through his nostrils and he remembered the scent of her arousal that drove him wild but he couldn't say a word, he did take a small risk though and let his right hand drop onto her thigh and gave it a squeeze, he wasn't sure but were her slacks damp with sweat or something else.

"Here we are Sindy, Pearl and Lace, ready to spend some more of Toni's money?"

He took his shades off and looked across at her his eyes soft and warm to let her know how he felt.
 
Last edited:
Here we are Sindy, Pearl and Lace, ready to spend some more of Toni's money?

His right hand dropped down to her thigh as he gave it a squeeze. Just the touch of him and the years rolled away and it was Ray sitting there beside her. It was Ray touching her. It was Ray that looked at her, his sunglasses off and staring deep into her eyes.

She wanted to look back at him as Simone. Wanted to so badly. But she couldn’t. Over his left shoulder was a figure approaching the car. It was Toni. She couldn’t let Ray get caught looking at her like that.

She slapped him. The sound was loud in the car and he narrowed his eyes at her just as Toni rapped on Ricky’s side window. In a flash Ricky was reaching for his pistol as his head snapped around to see Toni standing in the street, eyebrow raised in silent question. Sindy’s handprint was red on his cheek as he stopped, realizing who was out there.

Ricky rolled down his window. She wondered if he realized just how close they came to being found out.

“Problem, Baby?”

“Yeah! Your lapdog doesn’t like being my Sherpa!” She got out of the car and walked around over to Toni’s side, snuggling up to the man.

“Sherpa? What’s that? Did he try something on you?” She shook her head.

“No. He probably couldn’t get it to half mast, unlike someone that I know.” Toni chuckled and grabbed her butt, giving it a healthy squeeze right in front of Ricky. “A Sherpa is one of those guys in Tibet, you know, when those men are going to climb the mountains. Sherpa do the grunt work, carry supplies and equipment up the mountain. A sorta human pack animal.”

She rubbed her boobs against Toni’s chest, her ass practically right in front of Ricky’s face, both of Toni’s hands squeezing and kneading the fleshy cheeks through her slacks.

“Your little lapdog has done nothing but complain and show disgust for me. And I didn’t like it.”

Chuckling, he glanced at the two other men with Toni, one on either side just a step behind the man, like deadly bookends. “Sherpa. Hey guys, we have a new title for anyone that has to escort this pretty little thing around. They have to be a Sherpa for the day.”

The men chuckled too as Toni took hold of the back of her head and gripped it tight, tilting her head back so she could look up at the man. “Ow...”

She barely got the word out before the man crushed his mouth to hers, his tongue raping her mouth in an attempt to own her. She could feel the bulge in his pants trying to get free.

The kiss seemed to go on forever, the traffic honking at them as Toni’s men acted as human traffic cones. Ricky was stuck in the car, his view of the action at ass-level.

The kiss finally stopped, but he kept her head tilted back, staring at her and his voice low.

“You treat my men with respect. He may be your Sherpa for the day, but he’s one of my men. Understand?” She tried to nod and finally said a weak “Uh-huh” before he let go. “Alright, men, I’m going shopping with Sindy. Wanna make sure that she has a couple of my favorites too.”

And so, it was Toni and his entourage that entered Pearls and Lace. The place was quickly cleared and the closed sign slipped into the window. She didn’t ask how he knew that they would be at this store. But it did answer her silent query as to whether or not the car was bugged.

Meanwhile, around a dozen or so outfits were placed in a huge dressing room. Toni walked in with her while Ricky and the other two men sat around outside the dressing room.

Every time that she tried on something that he liked, the man would fuck her - up against the wall, bent over the chair, on her knees, cowgirl style, any which way he felt like it. The room was filled with the animalistic sounds and she knew that the men could hear it too.

After an hour and a half of this, and after he had fucked all of her holes too many times, she excused herself to go to the bathroom to clean up while Toni paid the bill for all the outfits. He motioned for Ricky to take the packages.

“She’s a cute cunt. You can take her back to the apartment and unload her and the packages. Stay with her until I get home. She should behave - if not I’ll give her another attitude adjustment.” As Toni and his two henchmen walked away, he shook his head, laughing. “Sherpa. That’s a good one. I like it.”

Eventually Sindy came out of the bathroom. She had applied fresh makeup to hide the fact that she had been crying. The clean up of all his cum had taken a while. She was a bit surprised to find just Ricky sitting there.

The store owner was cleaning up the dressing room, spraying air freshener to try and hide the smell of sex that filled that area of the store. The woman looked at her with a raised eyebrow. For all she knew, the place could be bugged. Hell, the woman could be one of Toni’s.

She gave Ricky an aloof smile. “I’m ready. I’ve got a headache and would like to go back to the apartment.” He held the car door for her as she slipped in.
 
Last edited:
Ricky got the response he least expected when 'Sindy' slapped his face, it stung as she didn't hold back one bit. Before he could say anything except narrow his eyes he heard someone rapping on his window, automatically he reached for his Glock and swivelled his head only to see Toni and two of his goons standing there. Ricky rolled down his window desperately trying to think of a reason why Toni's girlfriend would be slapping his face.

'Problem, Baby?'

'Yeah! Your lapdog doesn’t like being my Sherpa!
'

'Sindy' got out of the car and went round to Toni, snuggling up to him,

'Sherpa? What’s that? Did he try something on you?'

'No. He probably couldn’t get it to half mast, unlike someone that I know. A Sherpa is one of those guys in Tibet, you know, when those men are going to climb the mountains. Sherpa do the grunt work, carry supplies and equipment up the mountain. A sorta human pack animal.
'

Ricky had to hand it to her she was good, damn good. He realised then what a risk he had taken just by touching 'Sindy'. A few more minutes and there would have been no saving either of them. Right now he was trying to control himself as Toni groped 'Sindy's' ass as she rubbed up against him.

Ricky was almost at the point where would cheerfully killed the two goons and Toni to prevent 'Sindy' being groped in the middle of the thoroughfare like a common whore, he controlled his emotions as she calmed the situation further by demeaning him and his manhood to Toni, although Ricky knew and Simone/Sindy knew that he could out perform Toni hands down.

Toni seemed to find 'Sindy's' description of him as a Sherpa amusing but then he raped her mouth with his tongue forcing it down her throat in a savage kiss while jerking her head back by her hair and his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her ass through her slacks. Toni had a birds eye view as her ass was at eye level only inches from his face. When he finally released her he kept hold of her hair and spoke in a quietly menacing voice,

'You treat my men with respect. He may be your Sherpa for the day, but he’s one of my men. Understand? Alright, men, I’m going shopping with Sindy. Wanna make sure that she has a couple of my favorites too.'

They all trooped into the cool of the air conditioned store, while the store was being cleared of bemused customers and closed signs put up Ricky saw Toni take a couple of little blue pills before he disappeared into a large dressing room with 'Sindy'.

What exactly went on in there Ricky didn't know but from the noises and occasional scream it obviously wasn't a sunday school outing for Sindy, among the snatches of conversation that they heard was Toni saying,

"YEAH MAN, GET YER BITCH ASS BENT OVER THAT FUCKIN' CHAIR."

It didn't take too much of an imagination to guess what was going on.

An hour and a half later Toni came out all smiles,

'She’s a cute cunt. You can take her back to the apartment and unload her and the packages. Stay with her until I get home. She should behave - if not I’ll give her another attitude adjustment..' He walked away laughing 'Sherpa. That’s a good one. I like it.'

When 'Sindy' finally came out of the bathroom even the fresh makeup couldn't hide the fact that she'd been crying

Ricky wanted to hold her and comfort her but she was aloof and distant,

'I’m ready. I’ve got a headache and would like to go back to the apartment.'
 
The ride back to Toni’s apartment was strained and quiet. Her ass was sore, her throat hurt, and her snatch had been fucked every way imaginable. Every orafice had been so full of cum that she had thought that she would never get rid of it all. And she knew that she had her fair share of bruises. She kept her face turned away from Ricky, staring out the window.

She had been warned that it would be bad. Still, being told and actually having to live through it were two different things. She knew that Ricky had heard everything that had happened to her - her being taught her place in Toni’s hierarchy - as had the two goons as well as the woman that owned the place.

They reached the apartment building and she sat there waiting for him to open the car door. No words were spoken. And he didn’t attempt to touch her. The first time had been too close for comfort. The door opened and she slid slowly from the car, trying to remain dignified and not cause herself more pain. She prayed that Toni would be too tired to used her tonight, but she wouldn’t bet on it. He probably had an inexhaustible supply of blue pills, and a huge libido.

She knew that the apartment was bugged as well as cameras watching everything. No place to hide. Her thumb on the door unlocked it. Despite his arms full of boxes and bags, Ricky opened the door for her and she brushed past him, heading straight for the bedroom.

A couple of aspirin later, she headed back out to where Ricky sat watching television. The packages were piled beside him on the couch. He seemed surprised to see her but said nothing. She hunted through the bags until she found the outfit that Toni had decreed that she had best be wearing when he got home.

Bag in hand, she headed back into the bedroom and slowly stripped, her body sore. In the mirror she could see plenty of bruises. She had known what things might be like. The bodies of some of Toni’s playthings had been found in the past. The ones still alive were too traumatized to be believed.

And then Ray went in and became Ricky. Apparently Max kept covering for his old friend until the man dropped dead at his desk. To play it safe, a simple paragraph on page 13 was the only announcement of a loyal and trusted officer dying on the job.

So here she was, preparing herself to face the dragon, all so that eventually she could pass on a name and number to the man. Slowly she stripped, looking at herself in the wall mirrors. Everywhere there were mirrors. The man was a narcissist! He loved to watch himself fuck his ladies. Loved to hear their cries of pain, watch their tears fall. Her body a roadmap of bruises, and a bite mark on her ass. She had definitely learned her lesson, though it had all been to make sure that Toni would never suspect her connection with Ricky. Now if she would get a chance to pass in the name and number of his new contact, then...

She slowly climbed between the sheets to await for Toni. It was so frustrating that within yards of where she lay was the man that haunted her dreams.

Turning over, she couldn’t help but cry.


*****

The outfit

https://www.dhresource.com/0x0s/f2-...tyle-sexy-lingerie-black-ring-transparent.jpg
 
Silence seemed the best policy on the way back to Toni's apartment and not a word passed between them even in the apartment 'Sindy' went straight to the bathroom where 'Ricky' guessed she took some sort of medication and hopefully she was savvy enough to take protection as well, it was odds on that Toni wouldn't.

Just a couple of minutes later she returned and began to look through her purchases avoiding looking at him. Ricky watched her wishing that he could take her in his arms, cuddle her and tell her that everything would be okay but that was impossible and he had to sit and watch as she searched for something in particular. When she found it and held it up the anger boiled inside him, Toni had obviously told her what to wear when he returned, something that would spark him off again on another round of sexual abuse. He bit his lip and said nothing as 'Sindy disappeared back into the bedroom and didn't reappear, she must have been instructed to be waiting in bed for Toni. Through the closed door he could hear her sobbing but he could do nothing, he felt so helpless.

It was late when Toni did eventually turn up, he asked where 'Sindy' was and 'Ricky' jerked his head towards the bedroom door, not trusting himself to speak. Toni made a beeline for the bedroom with a look on his face that Ricky knew well, one of lecherous anticipation. The bedroom door wasn't quite closed and he heard words being spoken then a slap and a cry from 'Sindy'. Toni returned to the lounge and gave Ricky a smile,

"Fuckin' women, you have to be firm with 'em if you want them to do what you tell 'em, well, today is your lucky day Ricky, I don't do this for everyone but you got that piece of ass in there so riled up she wants to be extra loving tonight, I want you to see what I mean."

He called out, "Sindy get your beautiful ass in here now."

The bedroom door slowly opened and 'Sindy' shuffled in, her eyes downcast in shame. Ricky could see blood trickling from her lip but what caught his attention was how she was dressed, if you could call it dressed, leaving very little to the imagination she stood in the middle of the room.

"Don't be shy Sindy, give Sherpa boy here an eyeful of what he's had with him all day."

Ricky was wary and all his senses were on alert, this was so unlike Toni, so was this a test, a trap? Had they somehow given themselves away?

Toni went on, "let's have a twirl Sindy, show him your pussy and your ass."

"Whaddya think Ricky, a great piece of tail ain't she?"

"Sure Toni, a bit on the skinny side for me though." He replied not wanting to give Toni any reason for suspicion.

Toni's demeanor suddenly changed and he snapped,

"OK ya can stop ogling her now and go, you Sindy, back to bed."
 
Toni was in a mood when he returned home. By then she had stopped her crying and was steeling herself for what was to come.

She had always enjoyed sex just a bit rough, and she remembered how sex with Ray had been adventurous and exciting, yet the man had always been a caring lover.

Such could in no way be said about Toni. The man was a sexual sadist. No two ways about it. So when she heard his voice talking to Ricky out in the living room, she tensed up preparing for the worst. The man didn’t disappoint.

“Are you wearing it? Get out of bed and let me see.”

Smiling, she got out of bed to show the outfit to him.

“See, I want to make you happy. I was hoping that you would fuck me all night. You know, show me some loving.”

“You don’t look bad for a hooker.”

“Toni, I’m no hooker.”

He slapped her hard across the face and she cried out, seeing stars and tasting blood.

“Liar! You’ve been arrested for prostitution.” Another slap. “You have a record.”

“I was flat broke. Needing money. The one and only time that I tried it, I had to pick an undercover cop my first time out. So I never did any hooking and I gave up on that.”

“You like to show your body off to other men! Just a cheap whore! A cheap WHORE!”

He turned on his heels and left the room leaving the door open. She could hear him talking to Ricky out there.

Fuckin' women, you have to be firm with 'em if you want them to do what you tell 'em, well, today is your lucky day Ricky, I don't do this for everyone but you got that piece of ass in there so riled up she wants to be extra loving tonight, I want you to see what I mean. Sindy get your beautiful ass in here now.

She was scared. Did he suspect that she and Ricky had a past? Was he waiting to see how they acted together?

Slowly she shuffled in, embarrassed. It was one thing for Ray to hear and be aware of the role that she was having to play. But to openly flaunt things...

”Don't be shy Sindy, give Sherpa boy here an eyeful of what he's had with him all day. let's have a twirl Sindy, show him your pussy and your ass. Whaddya think Ricky, a great piece of tail ain't she?"

"Sure Toni, a bit on the skinny side for me though.”


She didn’t know just what was going on but she knew that something was up. Suddenly his attitude changed and he seemed angry with both Ricky and her.

OK ya can stop ogling her now and go, you Sindy, back to bed.

The rest of the night was hell. He cut the outfit off of her and then proceeded to fuck her ass until she could feel the cum squish around in her bowels before jamming his meat down her throat. The man finally fell asleep while fucking her snatch, his little blue pills finally giving out.

She woke him up as she slipped out of bed, assuring him that she was just heading to the bathroom. By the time she came back out, the man was asleep.

The next morning she woke up to an empty bed. Slowly she got up, her body sore. She went to the bathroom and as she washed her hands, she noted the black eye and cut lip that she now sported and there were bruises all over her legs and arms. Her ass was killing her and her throat was so sore that her voice sounded a bit hoarse.

She didn’t feel sexy, certainly didn’t look sexy at all. She slipped on her bathrobe from home - a silk kimono that felt soft against her skin - and walked out into the living room. Her packages were all there. It was no longer fun spending that money. She could hear voices coming when suddenly Toni’s office door opened. He had obviously had a meeting with them and was all dressed in his suit. Over to the side was a suitcase.

Out came about 5 men - one of them was Ricky. He saw her before she could turn away. His expression didn’t change, but one of the other men gave a chuckle when he saw her black eye.

She started to turn away but the sadist called to her.

“Baby! Come here.” All eyes were on her as she crossed to him, hating her job. Toni grabbed her to him and as he talked he slipped his hand inside her robe to play with her nipple, almost like an afterthought or a nervous habit.

“Me and a couple of the guy gotta be gone for about 2-3 days. But Willy here is gonna stay in town. He will be your Sherpa while I’m gone” He chuckled. “Take you everywhere.” He squeezed her tit and she worked hard to keep her emotions under control.

“Ya gonna miss me?”

“But of course, honey. I’ll miss you terribly.” And then he kissed her hard before heading out, Ricky and three other men in tow.

Willy was a bear of a man with a constant scowl. She glanced over at the man and told him, “I’ll be ready in about two hours. I want to go to Scarpezi for lunch.”


*****

Sindy’s kimono robe

https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/1899/1331/products/product-image-389880386_large.jpg?v=1571712237
 
'Ricky' was angry when he left 'Sindy' and Toni together, he had a pretty good idea that she was going to have a rough night especially with the mood Toni was in, it was as plain as a pikestaff that the exhibition he had made 'Sindy' give him was just to humiliate her, it wasn't so much a humiliation as demonstrating that Toni held the power but 'Sindy' was a big girl and could handle it. Secretly he had enjoyed seeing her practically naked like that, it brought all the memories crowding back, how Simone used to tease him in different outfits until he could stand it no longer and he'd grab her and they'd fall into bed laughing and giggling and then fuck like rabbits although he doubted that she had appreciated his remark that she was too skinny. He hadn't meant it but it had satisfied Toni that that he wouldn't be coming on to her.

Next morning he reported to Toni as usual to get the day's itinerary along with three other hired hands. They got their instructions then when Toni said that he was going away for two or three days his heart jumped with joy as he wouldn't be taking Sindy with him and Ricky was to stay behind as well but the downside was that Willy would be her 'Sherpa' so it seemed that opportunity was lost.

The five of them filed out of Toni's office just as 'Sindy' came out of the bedroom, 'Sindy' turned away to hide her black eye but Ricky watched stony faced as one of the goons chuckled. Toni barked.

'Baby! Come here.

They all watched as 'Sindy' crossed to him and stood beside him. Toni slipped his hand inside her robe to play with her nipple as he spoke.

'Me and a couple of the guys gotta be gone for about 2-3 days. But Willy here is gonna stay in town. He will be your Sherpa while I’m gone. He'll take you everywhere.'

He squeezed her tit but she just smiled.

'Ya gonna miss me?'

'But of course, honey. I’ll miss you terribly.'

She clearly wouldn't but what else could she say, Ricky admired her self control as she was humiliated again, to a lesser degree but being groped in front of these men couldn't have been pleasant.

Ricky followed Toni down to the limousine carrying Toni's suitcase. When he had stowed it in the trunk he began to walk away to get on with his day's work but Toni called him back,

"We might need some extra firepower Ricky so go get your stuff and meet at the airport in an hour and don't be late."

This blew a hole through all the plans Ricky had been making in his head to get 'Sindy' alone to talk about what they had to do.

Without a flicker of emotion he replied,

"Sure thing boss, pistol or automatic?"

"BOTH"
 
Wearing dark sunglasses, she sat at a sidewalk table waiting for her food. After the past couple of days, she decided that she needed some comfort food.

The waitress had hesitated a bit when she saw Simone’s cut lip and sunglasses plus the big hulking form of Willy lurking nearby had not helped.

She smiled wanly at the woman.

“I’m all right. Was just in a car accident but this will all go away in 2-3 days.” She gave a little chuckle and said, “I just don’t know where my head is sometimes.”

The waitress was sympathetic and clucked over her and and her Sherpa seemed satisfied that she was going to behave. Willy took a seat beside her and ordered a plate of lasagna while Sindy opted for the chicken and mushroom tortellini ala vodka.

She tried small talk with the hulk, but Willy either just grunted or ignored her altogether. She eventually gave up and waited for her meal.

*****

In the kitchen, Carla placed the order and then quietly slipped into the office and closed the door. Picking up the phone, she dialed and waited for the voice at the other end.

“She looks bad but she says she’s fine. Apparently both targets are out of town for 2-3 days. She doesn’t know where.”

She listened to the voice on the other end and then hung up. From the looks of the woman, she would much rather work as a waitress than go through what Detective Mathews was having to do.

Stepping out of the office, the kitchen manager looked at her and nodded and she asked him, “is table 56 up yet?” The manager shook his head but understood and mentally made note to stop at that table on his rounds.

*****

“I love the food here. Have you ever eaten here?”

Grunt, which she took for no.

“Well, you are in for a treat.”

The goon sat there watching everyone that sneezed, coughed or even scratched his nose. It was as if he expected her to be dramatically secretive and slip someone a note. ”BE AT DOCK 49 AT MIDNIGHT!”. What a goon, yet she didn’t doubt that the man could snap the back of anyone that he wanted to.

The food was excellent, and from the way that Willy wolfed his lasagna down, he enjoyed the meal. The kitchen manager came out and she could see him stopping at various tables where the diners were finishing to speak with them. The Incredible Hulk saw him too, and tensed up as the man got closer.

“Down, boy. It’s just the manager asking people if they liked their meal. It’s a personal touch. If you liked it, just say yes. If you didn’t then you can tell him what you didn’t like.”

Sure enough, the man stopped at their table.

“Good day, ma’am. Sir. My name is Danny Davison and I am the kitchen manager. I want to thank you for eating here at Scarpezi’s and I hope that your meal was enjoyable.”

She immediately recognized the cue. Davison was Ricky/Ray’s real last name. “Oh, yes, the Chicken ala Vodka is my favorite.”

“Excellent! We like our patrons to be happy. Your dish is our most popular.

“I’m not happy.”

They both turned and looked at Willy, a bit surprised. Davison recovered first.

“I’m so sorry, sir. What was the problem?”

“Not enough food on the plate. Still hungry.”

“I see. It must be because you had the lunch portion. The dinner portion is almost double what you had. If you will try us again, just ask for the dinner portion. No charge on your return visit. We want you full and happy. If you will let me know your name I will make sure that if I am not here that you will be taken care of.”

Davison pulled out a pad and pen and waited for Willy to speak. The big man paused for a moment, but the draw of free food seemed to be too much.

“William Scenza.” Davison scribbled it down and then held out his hand to shake. Willy didn’t move and the Kitchen Manager smiled and withdrew his hand, unperturbed by the action.

“And let me send you some tiramisu, my treat. A thank you, Mr. Scenza, for trying Scarpezi. We hope to see you again. Please, enjoy your day.”

*****

Later that day, Paul headed out, his shift for the day over. He walked out the back and down the alley, taking a circuitous way until he reached the alley of the building across the street. Entering the back entrance, he climbed the stairs to the third floor and knocked quietly the code on the door. He heard a bolt pulled back and he slipped in. One man sat staring through the curtains of the window, movie camera nearby on a tripod. The other guy stood at the door, throwing the bolts back home.

“She looks really beat up but she says she’s okay. Did you find out where they went?”

“Yeah, we picked them up on our radar. Torterenni and 3 plus our man. She understand that they are making her his contact?”

“Yeah. Woman is a professional. You see her bodyguard? Gave his name as William Scenza. Man is a human vacuum cleaner. Scarfed down that food like he had never been fed.”

“Got it! We’ll run him.”
 
Toni must be in a hurry thought Ricky as he packed a few things for his trip, it had come out of the blue and as yet he had no idea where they were headed but he could rely on Toni to fill in the details, all he had to was get to JFK on time. As he sat in the back of the yellow cab to the airport he reflected on Simone and what she was going through being Toni's cumdump and punch bag.

'God she must have some guts, going through all that for little pay and no recognition, much the same as me.' he thought.

He got to the airport with five minutes to spare but Toni still wasn't happy,

"You took your fuckin' time Ricky, I said to be as quick as you can,"

Dutifully Ricky said "Yes boss, sorry boss." then under his breath "Fuckin' asshole."

They had time for a drink at one of the numerous bars before the announcement came for their flight. Ricky was surprised as it was only around an hour's flying time to Washington so whatever they were going to be doing was urgent and quite possibly dangerous if Toni had brought him along as extra fire power.

Toni kept them all in the dark until they gathered out by the pool at the hotel, out of earshot of anyone.

"Right, we've possibly got a war on our hands, some prick of a kid is trying to muscle in, threatening the girls and making them pay him for protection while they're working for me, it's got so bad some of the girls won't go out after a couple were beaten up for moonlighting. Starting tonight you go out in pairs and watch those girls that are working, if anyone so much as looks at them the wrong way you take 'em out, I'm gonna be trying to get a name, once I've got that then you're on Ricky, ya know what I mean?"

Ricky knew only too well, he had been brought along as an assassin.
 
Willy was fairly unobtrusive despite his large bulk. And the few words that he spoke at the restaurant were actually more than the man usually said. For the most part, the man walked in silence, opened and closed car doors and drove without saying a word.

She decided to show him respect and common courtesy, which seemed to surprise him the first couple of times that she thanked him. They seemed to respect each other after that.

Back at the apartment, it was nice being alone. Well, Willy was sitting watching television and there was a houseman cleaning the apartment. But all alone out of the balcony, she sat in the sun pondering over the message that she had been given at the restaurant.

So they had decided to make her his contact. She knew what that meant. She was here for the long haul. That meant no quick in and out with the job. That meant more of being Toni’s girlfuck.

She took things easy and rested, grateful for the break. Anyone that says that they could fuck 24/7 was either a nymphomaniac or crazy. Or perhaps both. Anyway, she was glad that Toni was not around her though she did worry about Ray. The man had been here for over three years. How much more time would he need? Unless it was to find out just who was the man above Toni.

That night she slept alone in Toni’s bed, actually sleeping for the first time since she met the man.
 
'Ricky' was paired with a young thug nicknamed 'Cowboy' because of the Stetson and steel toe-capped cowboy boots he always wore. They were assigned one of the classier hotels that turned a blind eye to the girls activities as sometimes the room they used would be occupied three sometimes four times a night and at £500 a time it was very lucrative.

Ricky had smartened himself up and in his black pants, blue evening shirt and matching bow tie and white dinner jacket with gleaming patent leather shoes he looked like a businessman in town for a convention, just the type the girls targeted at the bar.

Cowboy was outside assessing the people coming and going and keeping Ricky informed on his cell phone. He didn't have long to wait before Cowboy told him, "Couple just arrived in a limo, Puerto Rican guy and broad, nineteen, twenty, pale blue dress, tits on show, she don't look happy."

Ricky glanced in the mirror behind the bar and saw the couple enter, the guy left her and sat where he could see the whole room, the girl looked around and made a beeline to sit on a stool next to him,

"Vodka tonic, please," she ordered and searched in her bag. Here comes the sob story, left her purse at home can't pay, he thought.

When the drink arrived she drank it down in one as it would need to be paid for. He feigned disinterest until he felt a hand on his arm, "Excuse me, I hate to ask you but I've left my purse at home and can't pay for my drink, would you pay for me, I'd be ever so grateful."

As pick up lines went it was one of the oldest in the book but almost 100% effective. Her voice soft and seductive and she stressed the word 'grateful' perfectly leaving no doubt as to how grateful she would be.

Ricky swivelled on his stool to look at her and despite himself he felt himself getting hard, She looked innocent and vulnerable and Ricky guessed she hadn't been doing this very long, he was probably only her third or fourth pick up.

"Sure babe, can't leave a lady in distress can I? Let me get you another, you look as though you need it."

He ordered another round of drinks and moved his stool a little closer so their knees were touching, predictably, her knees opened and he caught a glimpse of panties that matched her dress.

"The name's Ricky, what's your's?" he lifted his glass in a toast. They clinked glasses then Ricky almost dropped his glass.

I'm Cindy."

Immediately he felt guilty, thinking of Sindy back in New York, hopefully she'd be thinking and worrying about him.

"Okay Cindy, what are you doing the rest of the night?"

He was being blunt and pushing it he knew.

"I don't know what to do, you see I have a room booked here tonight but I don't have any money with me to pay for it."

Ricky went in for the kill now,

"You really are a damsel in distress aren't you? Would you be really grateful if I paid for your room?"

"Of course but the room isn't cheap with all the extras."

"How expensive is it then and what are the extras?"

"Five grand, all inclusive package." Cindy opened her legs wider and hitched her dress up so he could see her stocking tops and milky white thighs and the miniscule blue panties.

"Okay, no holds or holes barred then?"

"Nothing barred, whatever you want." Cindy was becoming more confident now sex was the topic of conversation. "Shall we go?"

On the way out he saw her glance at the Puerto Rican guy who looked at his watch.

In the elevator Cindy snuggled into him rubbing her tits against him and stroking his cock through his pants.
 
Last edited:
For the first time in several years, she dreamed of Ray. It was like in the old days, where he would pull her up against his body while he kissed her hard, the bulge in his pants pressing against her. His hands held her ass as he growled in her ear.

“You know what I want. Put it on!” There was an urgency in his voice and her body was excited about it all.

Suddenly she was wearing some sexy number, not the one that he wanted but something that still turned him on. It was a teddy, barely there and consisting of the barest of material that really didn’t cover her nipples and her pussy all that well. Ray reached out a hand and pulled on the thin material that stretched across her stomach. The fabric shifted and her nipples popped out from behind the top half of the material, while the bottom half of the fabric pulled tight between her pussy lips.

Ray latched onto a needy nipple with his lips. She moaned and groaned as she ran her fingers through his hair. His teeth scrapped gently on the swollen areolas as his tongue flicked on the excited tip.

He shifted the material threaded across her nether region. Another groan left her lips and she gripped his hair as he slipped 2 fingers inside her wet tunnel, expertly find that special spot inside that always made her weak-kneed. Over and over he scraped against it until, with a cry she arched her back and came on his hand.

Once again the dream changed and now she wore that outfit that he loved. His eyes lit up in excitement and happily they ended up in the bed but now she was not wearing anything and neither was he. Instead, he was fucking her, lifting her legs so that they rested along his shoulders. Harder and harder, grunting and groaning, until at last he erupted into her with a yell.

Sindy woke up wet, the pretty peignoir that she wore was drenched in sweat and her creamy excitement. And she was worrying about Ricky.
 
Last edited:
Ricky couldn't help himself he was rock hard and it showed, Cindy giggled as she stroked his bulging pants,

"MMMMMM, impressive, I hope you know how to use it." she murmured seductively nibbling on his ear lobe.

Ricky bit his lip to stop himself from groaning and thought about Simone, how she'd do exactly the same thing.

Thankfully they reached the fifth floor without anyone else getting in the elevator, Cindy took his hand and half dragged him to the room.

"You look as though you don't really want to be here, don't worry your girl won't know a thing about tonight, but if you're having second thoughts that's ok but perhaps I can put on a show that'll stiffen your resolve,,,, amongst other things." She giggled again.

She slipped his jacket off and moved in and kissed him, open mouth and warm, wet tongue while she slid his zipper down and wrapped her small hand around it. When she broke the kiss she pulled his cock out and lifted her dress and one elegant stockinged leg went between his and her cool nylons rubbed along his cock.

Ray was fighting a losing battle and he knew it, his heart was telling him he would be cheating on Simone but his body wanted this woman he was with, he wanted to take her roughly, savagely and take out his frustrations on her, it wasn't her fault but she was here, sexy as fuck and willing, so very 5000$ willing.

Cindy knew nothing of the torment that Ricky was going through and she skipped away from him and stood in the middle of the room swaying side to side her hands sliding and caressing her body in invitation. She twirled and stood looking coquettishly over her shoulder at him, slowly she slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders and whispered so softly he barely heard her,

"Be a gent, the zipper please."

As if in a trance Ray pulled the zipper down revealing a shapely toned back and the beginning of her ass crack. He tried to pull the dress down but Cindy chided him,

"Not yet, big boy, I've got more to show you."

She shimmied the dress down, her ass wiggling provocatively and stood with her back to him in just her stockings, panties and heels, with her hands covering her breasts she turned to face him,

"If you like what you see I'll show you my tits and you can get into bed, I've gotta make a phone call first."

Ray felt his resolve melt away and he muttered, dry mouthed.

"Yes I like, Cindy, make your call and you can start earning your money."

Cindy pouted a little at the reminder that she was being paid for this and she dropped her hands, her tits bounced and settled like two pale melons on her chest with dark brown nipples surrounded by light chocolate coloured areolas.

Ray licked his lips, he had to admit she was beautiful but one thing niggled at the back of his mind, five grand for a night with her was very expensive when the going rate rarely went above three. The money didn't bother him as it would go on expenses even if Toni didn't like how he had spent it.

Cindy went into the bathroom to make her call while Ray eavesdropped at the door, he heard only snatches of the conversation but he heard,

'Yeah, that's right I'll be all night,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, You'll get your money,,,,,,,,, three grand,,,,,,,,,,, going rate'

When Cindy came out of the bathroom he was sat up in bed naked, his cock hard and erect.

"About time, let's get on with it." He snapped and Cindy crawled up the bed and took him in her mouth, her eyes fixed on his.

Ray's head snapped back and he groaned his pleasure "OH fuck yess."
 
Last edited:
She got up and stripped off the gown and threw it in the dirty clothes hamper. As she stood in the light of the master bath, the full length mirrors afforded her a view of her nude body. The bruises were healing nicely and she was grateful for the couple of days break from Toni and his violence. With a hand she cupped one of her breast. watching its fullness overfill it. The dark pink nipples sat proudly upon the creamy mound and her hairless mons was once again showing her clit peeking out in excitement.

Turning around, she could just barely make out the bite marks on her ass. Just about the time that her body would not be hurting, the sadist would return. He had said 2-3 days. She was hoping for 3, in a way. But she would also worry about Ray.

She headed back to bed, laying down in the middle of the oversized thing. Her hands began playing with her breast - massaging the pillowy bits of flesh as her fingers twisted and lightly tugged in the nipples, swelling them with desire.

Soon, as if possessed of their own thought, hands slithered down her body, fingers briefly fucking her own navel before traveling lower until she discovered her wet slit. The thing was fairly drenched in desire and her finger easily glided into her wet snatch. Soon one became two, and then three, all banded together to make a small cock. A bit unsatisfactory but better than nothing.

The room was filled with the sound of squelching as she panted and moaned, feeling her body being worked closer and closer to that high that she sought. Oh how she wished that her dream was so true. That it would be Ray that fucked her, instead of Toni that delighted in giving her humiliation and pain. Instead of Toni that would be cramming his cock up her ass and filling it full of his cum. Instead of Toni that would fuck her mouth and bruise the back of her throat as he jammed his meat in and ordered her to swallow every drop. Instead of Toni that would fuck her cunt until her body couldn’t hold any more. His little blue pills made the man a fountain of unlimited cum and she was so thankful for her pills that kept any little babies from happening.

She suddenly shuddered and gave a little cry, her back arching and thrusting her tits to the ceiling as she felt her pussy squeeze those three fingers, coating the digits with her creamy cum.

As she came back down, she caught her breath, goosebumps covering her skin and cooling her off. After wiping her hand on a towel by the bed, she pulled the covers over her nude body and slowly drifted off to sleep, unaware that everything that she did had been watched.

Hundreds of miles away, eyes stared hungrily at his cellphone, watching every little movement. He had zoomed in watching her fingers play with her tits and fuck herself. A smile slowly crossed Toni’s lips.
 
Last edited:
Ray relaxed as Cindy worked on his cock, using tongue and lips along the whole length and cradling his balls in one hand and scratching lightly with her nails on the underside of his scrotum with the other. He was so fired up that was soon cumming but it wasn't huge spouts of jizz but instead the creamy fluid flowed from his tip in rivulets. Cindy's tongue lapped it all up and swallowed.

"MMMMM tastes good Ricky."

"You're VERY good Cindy," he grinned down his body at her and stroked her hair then without warning pushed her head down again so his cock forced its way to the back of her throat.

"HMMPH!' she coughed and spluttered as he lifted her head up and down her nose buried in his pubes on the down stroke. Cindy had her own way of stopping him as she grabbed his balls and squeezed until Ricky stopped. She looked at him sternly and said,

"You didn't have to do that, you only had to ask."

She then got to her feet and stood astride him on the bed and looked down grinning.

"If you get my panties off I'll forgive you and we can start having some real fun."

Ray looked at her in surprise he had never known a bought woman who was so much fun.

"Whatever madam wishes, it'll be my pleasure." He reached up and peeled her panties down, noting that they were wet.

"You really enjoy your work don't you?" he stated conversationally, holding her panties up, draped over one finger.

"I love it, meeting new people and making new friends, nothing like it."

Cindy squatted on his chest her pussy only inches from his face. Surprisingly it wasn't completely bald, just a thin, trimmed landingstrip of soft pubic hair. Ray mentioned it and Cindy laughed,

"Guess I'm an old fashioned girl, do you like it?"

Ray stroked the sparse covering of hair with one finger and used his thumb to gently rub her swollen clit which made Cindy gasp with pleasure,

"Keep doing that please," she moaned and rolled her hips then slid herself back down the bed until his cock was poking at the entrance to her snatch. She lifted herself up an inch or two and held his cock upright as she slid it inside her and then leaned forwards with her hands on Ray's shoulders, she rolled her hips back and forth letting him deeper each time.

"NOW YOU CAN FUCK ME." her eyes glazed over and she was bouncing her tight snatch and hips on his cock. Ray just held her waist to help her keep her balance and let her set the pace.

It was with a start that Ray suddenly felt guilty, he hadn't thought about Simone for the last fifteen minutes.

"STOP I CAN'T DO THIS!" He cried out, pushing Cindy off him.

"What's the matter Ricky, conscience getting to ya?" Cindy looked at him sorrowfully.

"Yeah, something like that." he replied.

"It happens a lot, more than you'd think but there's a cure, imagine that I'm your girl and you're fucking her not me, I won't be offended."

"Who are you, Mother fucking Theresa?" Ray snapped back.

"Ricky, look I can tell you're desperately horny and now so am I. I need to to be fucked just as much as you, I promise you your girl will never know unless you tell
her. When I FUCK I give it one hundred percent, no just going through the motions, I give ALL of my clients a night to remember, reconsider and come back to bed, I was getting so close."

Ray thought about it for a moment and climbed back onto the bed.

"Okay, but I want you on your hands and knees."

Cindy shrugged and got on her hands and knees and waggled her round white ass.

"I had a feeling you might be a back door sorta guy, looks like I was right"

Ray knelt behind her as Cindy held her ass hole open for him and he shafted the dark recesses of her bowels while Cindy howled and moaned her pleasure until morning.
 
Back
Top