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[Powerdog16]

"Ms. Mendez... Why... hello? Did you forget me already?" PLC said from his office phone. He said, "I wanted to ... commend you on your exemplary performance of your duty today. You kept two good girls out of prison and I ... appreciate it. But... I have a little favor to ask of you."

He could hear her cussing at him for a few moments and he looked at Rock and pretended to do the jack off motion as she complained. He said, "Yes... sure.. you hate me. You think I am the scum of the earth. You want me dead. Great... got that! Now... Get your fine little white ass down here to my office. I want those files on my girls too... And, allow me to thank you personally..."

Before she could say in a word edgewise... he hung up the phone...

 

[sallythescorpian]

Eva was livid! How dare he ring her home number!! How dare he contact her at all!!! She ground her teeth, the noise audible, as she struggled to keep her temper in check.

She listened to his spiel, while she told him in no uncertain terms to perform something anatomically impossible. She called him every foul name she could think of, while she cursed his utter stupidity in saying what he was over the phone line. What if his phone was tapped???

Before she could tell him what a blight he was on humanity, he hung up! She slammed the phone down and in a rare loss of control, she flung the glass in her hand across the room, screaming with impotent fury. She watched distractedly as the clear Bicardi marked her wall, and she was thankful it had not been red wine.

Breathing deeply, consciously slowing her breathing, she regained control of herself, and prepared to go down to that hovel where PLC was located.

She stripped off, and threw on jeans, and a hoodie, pulling on her reboks onto her bare feet, and then she drove to his office, and although she was concealed by the darkness she put up her hood, to obscure the view of her, should anyone be watching!

 

[Powerdog16]

Rock was waiting for her in the first room when Eva finally arrived. He looked at her and gave a shit eating grin on his face as he looked down at her and said, "Nice outfit."

He watched her come inside and then he said, "You was wearing a gun and a recorder last time. This time, it won't happen. Before you go see my boy... you are going to be patted down. How is it that you told me? Get your hands on the wall, spread your legs and don't move!"

He could see her glaring at him... screaming with her eyes... He knew this was her worst day ever and it was only about ot get worse!

When she didn't comply, he simply shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay. Your loss. I will let PLC know you didn't comply." He turned and headed to the door...

The only thing that stopped him from leaving the room, was a very quiet, almost submissive... 'Wait" leaving her voice...

 

[sallythescorpian]

Eva was angry at the arrogance of PLC, behaving as if he was King, and she a lowly subject! Talk about an ego!!

"Okay. Your loss. I will let PLC know you didn't comply." rock's words rung in her ears, drowning out the noise of her grinding teeth.

He went for the door, and almost before she realised it, she called out "Wait!" rock turned with a big grin on his face, and Eva turned and assumed the position against the wall. She was rigid with tension, suspecting that Rock would be less than professional about this. She was glad that she had worn jeans, thereby avoiding any chance for rock to check up inside her skirt.

Tension radiating off of her, she clenched her teeth and waited. He started at her head running his hands lightly over her neck, across her shoulders, and upper arms, then back under them, fingers probing her armpits. His fingertips grazed the sides of her breasts, but, while they came very close to her nipples, it remained borderline professional. It took everything she had not to react.

He ran his hands down her sides, lightly over her hips and down her outer thighs. Eva began to relax; evidently she had misjudged Rock, and she felt a little foolish thinking he might have wanted to feel her up!!

Then, Rock pulled up the hem of her jeans, running his hands over her bare ankles, checking for an ankle holster. Then he brought his hands quickly up her inner thighs. There was no point in his patting her down, - the jeans were tight and it was clear there was nothing concealed beneath.

Rock slowed as he approached the apex of her thighs, and Eva trembled, dread and anticipation mingling horribly, and she had to remind herself that Rock was the scum of the Earth.

"Move higher, and I swear I'll cut off your balls and make you watch as I liquidize them in a blender, you hear me?"

 

[Powerdog16]

The Rock laughed and said, "Okay... okay... I guess you ain't packing anything down there... though I might want to check your breasts again..."

A sharp spin of the detective and a twist of her hand onto his thumb sent him reeling to his knee! It was amazing how a cop could take advantage of weakpoints and the knuckle of a thumb was one of them...

He looked at her, this time at eye level and said, "You made your point, detective. PLC is waiting on you."

He waited for a few minutes before the she turned and headed to meet PLC.

The thug watched her and smiled, "Why... if it isn't my pretty in pink detective... Come in... care for a drink? I have some Bacardi here if you want some..." He got up and walked to her and past her... He poured up two drinks and handed one to her.

After downing his own, he said, "I want to thank you again for your work you did for me. My girls thank you too..."

 

[sallythescorpian]

Eva took the drink from him, wondering if it was coincidental that he had her choice of drink to hand, and she suspected that it was not. Chances were that there was very very little that PLC did, that was not a planned and strategic move.

She sniffed the drink, and held it to the light, checking as best she could to make sure there was nothing untoward in it. It hit her throat like liquid fire, and burned its way down.

She looked up at him, choosing to ignore his earlier jibe "Well, I'm here. What was so gaddamned urgent that you had to call me here at this hour??? And I have no idea what files you could be talking about.

She wasn't a fool, and she wasnt about to fall into the trap of discussing everything. In this technological age, there was no such thing as a private conversation.

 

[Powerdog16]

"Relax... Ms. Mendez! All in due time. Come, have a seat..." PLC turned and walked over to the couch, sitting down, crossing his right leg over his left. He then looked at her and could see her standing in the same position she had been in.

He shifted his head slightly and then said, "What's wrong? Think this place is bugged or something? Ain't got nothing to be worried about." He let his smile fade just a small bit and then said, "I said come here and sit your fine ass down... detective."

He watched her struggle with such a simple demand. It was such a simple request and yet... doing it meant so much in the power struggle...

The problem at this point for her, was that all the cards were in his hand...

 

[sallythescorpian]

Eva would not have had a difficulty in sitting down on the couch, but she did have an issue being told by PLC to do so.

"I'd rather stand, thank you Mr. Creed" she replied frostily. "I don't intend on staying, and I assure you this is not a social call, now, can we cut to the chase - why did you ask me to come here? I cannot envisage any reason we might have for communication" then with a smirk, she added "Unless, of course, you'd like me to read you your rights, although I'm sure, as often as you have been Mirandized, you surely know it by verbatim."

Eva smirked, a little triumphantly at him, pleased to defy him, even in this petty manner, but his insolent pose was grating on her nerves - She wanted nothing more than to turn on her heel, give him her back, and march toward the door, but she sensed that could be a tactical error, and she did not intend to put herself into any position from which she might have difficulty extracting herself, without losing face.

Instead she sipped on her drink and forced a smile at him "Cat got your tongue Mr. Creed? Or are you confused by so many multi-syllabic words?" She bent forward a little, her hands braced on her knees, and spoke softly as though talking to a small child, but her sarcastic undertones belied that misconception "if you tell me which ones are giving you trouble, I'm sure I can dumb it down!"

She was deliberately provoking him and she noted with satisfaction the flash in his eyes, which he quickly concealed, either she had hit a sore spot, or he was really reining in his temper, unused to being spoken back to, especially, she imagined, by a woman. She thought on it for a moment - certainly the women in had most contact with were whores and mules, both of whom would be scared of him, and treat him as a figure of authority, to whom they would always be deferential. Well he was in for a rude awakening if he expected respect from her!!

 

[Powerdog16]

PLC smiled... deliberately and intentionally. It was good that she was getting all this anger out of her. Better for her to use pointed words rather than pointed bullets on him. Despite his nature, he was not entirely a violent man. He hated violence for the most part, but he appreciated the need for violence when it came moving agenda's forward.

He had to admit to allow her to speak to him this was... bothersome to him. She had caught that about him too which only served to annoy him even more. He always tried his best to keep his cool... his demeanor at all times and well... this was just annoying that she spotted his flaw.

He finally nodded to himself and slowly stood up. She had had her fun... now it was time to have his. He never let her eyes leave hers... till he passed her and walked to his office door. He turned and noted she had turned to face him and then he simply opened the door and stood there a moment.

Finally, noting the confusion in her eyes, he said, "I don't have any further use of you. You obviously don't understand the precariousness of your situation." He walked back to the wet bar, poured up another Bacardi's and took a sip of it. He looked at her still planted in the same spot that she had been in a moment earlier.

He turned and said, "Well... what are you waiting for. Get the fuck out of my office. You want to play these little games with me... fine. I don't have time for it." He walked to his desk and sat down. He turned to face the computer to read a report on the latest boxing gambling percentages...

He noted she was still standing perfectly still hands on her hips. Doubt and fear seemed to creep into her entire demeanor. Up to this point, he had not even made a threat. He didn't have too. She knew what he would do when she left that door. He turned and looked at her and decided to take it up a notch.

He stood straight up, walked around the desk and straight at her. He pushed her towards the door and said, "Why are you still in my fucking office! Rock! Come here!"

His bouncer, who had been just hidden in the hallway stepped into the doorway and looked in. He said said, "Yes boss?"

"Escort this detective to the exit. She is of no further use to me." PLC said as he turned and started to head back to his desk.

Rock reached in and grabbed her by the back of the neck and arm and said, "You heard the boss... let's go..." He started to pull her towards the door.

It was with PLC's back turned, his arms folded up on themselves, did he smile. She could see it but the game was his when he heard a meek timid voice slip from her body... "Wait... Please wait..." Not a single threat given to her... and he had won...

 

[sallythescorpian]

"Well... what are you waiting for. Get the fuck out of my office. You want to play these little games with me... fine. I don't have time for it."
"I don't have any further use of you"
"Escort this detective to the exit. She is of no further use to me."

PLC's sharp tones echoed in her ears. She should have controlled her sarcasm, why had she prodded at him, poking for a reaction, and now that she had one, she found herself between a rock and a hard place - or in this particular instance, between Rock the huge thug, and the exit, beyond which she entered the unknown.

She hadn't even realised she spoke aloud, as she was thinking - wait, think this through, the implications of leaving - just wait, give me a minute, please, Wait, please! The last, she had said aloud.

Her mind was whirling - realistically what did he have on her?? - a bogus testimony, and not just a proverbial smoking gun, but the actual smoking gun, complete with her prints. She could counter that with:-

a) the word of a petty crook vis a vis the statement of a respected detective.
b) her prints were on the gun, but then, it was HER gun

Her partner had been shot three times, she had called it in, there would an enquiry as to why she wasnt backing Jack up better - at best she would look incomptetant but while it wouldnt be pretty, it was doable - Or at least it would have been if she had come clean immediately - now she had falsified her statements, she had stolen department records, and she had consorted with a know crook. She mentally counted her offenses off on her fingers.

The benefit of the doubt that she would be so dependant on, was no longer available to her. Her initial panic had totally fucked her. Now, PLC had her over a barrell, and that was assuming he hadn't taped conversations etc, and as cunning as he was, she knew that he had that angle covered. SHIT!! Her available options had closed, one by one, until she was faced with the fact, that PLC silence was critical. She had to play ball, hopefully he would not demand too much of her, and even as she thought it, she knew that he would milk it dry.

If she could have, she would have kicked her own butt. She swallowed hard - PLC had her by the short and curlies, and she had spent the last twenty minutes, insulting, taunting, and provoking him - digging herself into a hole.

Almost choking on the words she turned and looked at PLC "Okay, Mr Creed. I apologise! I was out of line, and I retract what I said, and dispite all evidence to the contary, I am willing to play ball, what do you want of me!"

 

[Powerdog16]

PLC said nothing for a few moments as Rock continued to pull her from the room. He needed her to know she was inches from losing it all. Rock knew exactly what game PLC was playing with her, for he had played it over and over again... damn near perfecting the art. He could get someone over a barrell, let them stew about it, and draw them in more and more everyday...

When she was at the door seal, Rock barked, "Well... come on... what are you waiting on!"

PLC finally said, "STOP." He turned slowly to see her hand on the seal, knuckles white trying desperately to stay in the room. Rock released her shoulders and let her walk back into the room.

He picked up a cigar and slowly lit it. It was all for dramatic effect. He then turned, puffed on it a few times and then said, "So you figure out just what kind of a shitpit you are in yet?" He walked towards her and without thinking twice, back hands her to the floor! HE moved surprisingly fast for someone who was just a thug.

It only took a second for her to jerk back towards him, daggers blasting him! He simply smiled Cheshire cat wide. He said, "Get on your fucking knees and if you say one fucking word... one single fucking word, you can plan on your life as someone's bitch in prison!"

He watched her carefully as she weighed her decision....

 

[sallythescorpian]

Eva clung to the door frame with the same tenacity that she clung to the hope that this would all work out, without the necessity of her having to compromise hereself, personally or professionally. Her knuckles were white, and she thought that this was it, this was the point, at which she was to be pushed across the threshhold, and cross into the part of her life where everything she had, everything she had worked so hard for, was to disintergrate.

Her mind screamed NO!! She was on the brink of begging the fucker for another chance, when she heard that magic word "STOP!"

Relief flooded her, but before she could react beyond that, he backhanded her, driving her across the floor, landing on her ass. Shocked, it took everything in her not to instantly react as her training had taught her, roll on, roll to her feet, retailiate with a roundhouse kick, double him over and hit the underside of his nose, with the heel of her hand, smashing his nose, and possibly driving his splintered nose up into his brain. Instead, she let her tongue creep out of her mouth, and lick the trickle of blood from the cornor of her mouth.

She was seething with suppressed fury, almost vibrating with anger. She hated him with a vengence, and she did not think it was humanly possible, to dislike someone more than she did him, in that instant.

"Get on your fucking knees and if you say one fucking word... one single fucking word, you can plan on your life as someone's bitch in prison!"

She was wrong. It was possible! She ground her teeth, and after a 90 second pause in which she waged an internal battle, she pushed herself to her knees.

 

[Powerdog16]

PLC looked at her. He knew she was a warrior, despite her delicate looking misleading body. He stared at her and said, "This is what you are to me... my servant till I say otherwise. You want me to keep quiet... you are stuck doing the little favors I tell you to do! You got that?"

He read her eyes like a book. She wanted to kill him in an instant. She knew he knew it too... He did not back down in an instant. He had back up. He said, "We are going to start off with a simple task... Something a flash of your badge should handle. On the corner of Mark and 15th, there is a encroaching group of thugs moving into the area, trying to take over our territory. I can't and won't let that happen. I could send my boys out, make a big scene... probably end with a bunch of blood and death. I would hate for you to be up all night writing paperwork on a bunch of low lifes. Which leads me to my alternative solution. YOu will go down there, flash your badge and scare them away. Tell them PLC sent you. Once you are done, you will scurry that fine ass back here and have dinner with me. Scratch that, come back here and show me how much you appreciate having me looking out for your back detective. Oh you know EXACTLY what I mean..."

He walked around the table, opening his cabinet and pulling her badge out and tossing it to her. He said, "Get to it. I am waiting..."

 

[sallythescorpian]

Eva said nothing, biting her tongue, until she was on the verge of drawing blood. She did not want him to see how very irate she was, that too was part of the power battle between them. She smiled, although it did not reach her eyes, and she simply nodded, not trust her voice, and she walked purposfully toward the door, dusting off her jeans as she went.

As soon as she left his office, his building, she clenched her fists until her forearms ached, and her knuckles were white. She got to her car, and sat behind the wheel. She screamed with fury, then she started the engine, and peeled out of there, driving home at double the speed limit, screeching to a halt and then went into her condo.

She went into her second bedroom which she had fitted out like a gym, and she spent the next forty minutes working out her impotent fury by kicking her punch back repeatedly, until both her hand and feet ached. Glancing at her watch, it was almost 4 am, and she needed to be up for work in a while. As wound as she was, she needed some sleep, and surprisingly she went out like a light, when her head hit the pillow.

Six fifteen the alarm beebed annoyingly next to her, and she resisted the urge to throw it against the wall. She showered quickly and dressed for work, a charchol grey pinstriped trouser suit, with a black shirt underneath, and quickly eating a banana, she left for work, swinging by the cornor of Mark and 15th, where she watched the rival gang work the intersection.

She got out her car, checked her weapon, and reholstered it, and approached the first guy. She flashed her badge "you are under arres............." she didn't even get to finish the statement, the young guy, who could not have been much more that 16 took off up the street, with a loud and distinctive whistle, causing the others to scatter, and a car to peel away from the footpath. She watched while they disappeared.

Returning to her car, she drove to work, and spent the morning with IA, answering over and over the same queries. She was on suspension until they completed their enquiry. That afternoon she went to the church, and then the cemetary as Jack was laid beneath the clay. There were a few distant relatives, and the remaineder of the crowd were colleagues and friends, some of whom eyed her sympathetically, others with suspicion. It was a tough day,and she would be glad to put it behind her.

She was enroute home when she remembered PLC invite, or rather order, to have dinner with him. She simply refused to contemplate anything beyond that, and with a sigh, she swung her car around and drove to his office, still in t he formality of her suit.

 

[Powerdog16]

PLC's day had not gone as well as Eva's had. He learned quickly that she had gone out and scattered the rivals... only to learn that they had come back after she left with additional people. In addition, a few stray rounds were thrown across the intersection, one of who hit one of his working girls. Ironically, the girls name was Eva as well and she had been on of his top workers, bringing in nearly double the rest of them did.

PLC spent half the afternoon sitting at the hospital with Rock and a few others waiting on her to come out of surgery. The man was loyal to his workers and particularly those who brought in the real dough to him. So when the doctor came out and whispered something in his ear, it was no surprise when PLC yanked the clipboard from his hand and chunked it down the hallway in rage!

On his way back to the office, he got a phonecall from his wife, saying, "Hey baby... how are you doing?"

"I'm good darlin. Just hanging with the boys." He glanced back at the solemness of the limo. Everyone in the place had loved being around Eva... the callgirl Eva and now... she was gone. Dead. Shot... because a detective had not done her job properly...

That evening he sat at his desk staring at the Cowboys playing the Redskins on his plasma, not really into his game when he got word that Mendex had arrived. He did nothing as she came up to his place...

 

[sallythescorpian]

Eva endured another of Rock's body searches before she was allowed into see Creed. She had her gun taken, "for safekeeping" and she noted that Rock was a lot more subdued that normal. She was pretty subdued herself. Jack was freshly laid in the ground, and she was responsible, not because she had shot him, but because, somehow, she had not had his six as she should have. That knowledge, more so that anything else was crushing.

She got the go ahead, and she entered his office. He was sitting at his desk, watching a football game, and she walked across the room, and sat dejectedly opposite him.

 

[Powerdog16]

"Eva Simpson." PLC said calmly... quietly. "She came to work for me 2 years ago. She became an instant moneymaker for me. The men loved her. She owned a Porshe, a penthouse on Carter Hill and it was all paid up in full. She was walking into to talk to me about a few clients... when a stray bullet hit her in the chest, severed her aorta and she bled out in the ER. Nothing the doctors could do."

He slowly shifted eyes towards her. Venom filled them as he glared towards her. It was evident this incident was her fault to him. He got up, headed to his desk and opened up a cigar box, before lighting it with his old school lighter. He said, "She was bringing me in at least 4K a week and was only giving me a 20% cut. She was so sweet... an angel really."

He turned, rested his ass on the desk and looked at her. He knew she had no idea where this was going. He puffed on his cigar and decided to give her the missing piece of the puzzle when he said, "She was on the corner of 15th and Mark when it happened. The Red Blades apparently decided to come back with force. They threw a few shots at my boys... only one person was hurt and killed. Sweet little Eva."

He released a large puff of smoke and then said, "Which leaves me with a problem. You were supposed to get rid of them. You failed to do so. Now... I am 4K a week less in profit." He got up and walked to the window and glanced out. He said, "Guess who is going to find a way to make those profits back up?"

 

[sallythescorpian]

Eva listened to all he said, and said nothing. She was sorry to hear that the prostitute had been gunned down, but the hard and cruel fact was that it was an occupational hazard. Of course, in his current frame of mind, Eva could not tell him that.

"I am sorry for your loss" she said quietly, largely ignoring the rest of what he had said, "but I am greiving too. I buried Jack today. We did not always see eye to eye, but he was my partner through thick and thin, and I feel his loss keenly."


She remained silent, and complaitative as she thought about the tough day she had put down, and the pointless loss of the girl. "I will get the gunman, I promise, I will take them down. I will hound the red blades out of existence. I give you my word. ..... but so far as 4 grand a week, you know as well as I that I dont have that sort of money, and I have dedicated my life to crushing, or at the very least, frustrating the drug trade, there is no way in Hell I am going to participate in it. Got that? I will not traffic coke, meth, crack, E, or anything else - Shoot me now and be done with it!" She didnt even look at him. After the day she had had, she was not able to deal with him now.

 

[Powerdog16]

"Oh... who said anything about selling drugs? Not me... I would never suspect a law biding citizen such as yourself would stoop to such activities." PLC turned and looked down at her, "There are ... other ways to raise funds. Oh.. and you will be earning me money now. You have way too much on the line not to. But since you are new to this... I will start you off with 2K ... just for starters... You have inherited her contract now... congratulations."

He said, "Now about dinner." He watched her stand straight up... still reeling from his suggestion. He smiled and said, "Let's go. There is a limo waiting on us." He offered his arm. She was ashen now... and eventually she took it. He took her down the corridor and out to a limo... where they headed into uptown and the high end places to eat...

 

[sallythescorpian]

As soon as they sat into the limo, Eva lunged for the bar and pulled out a miniture JD which she drank neat. She sat back, gobsmacked.

"you can't be serious! You expect me to turn tricks???". A hysterical giggle escaped her lips, "I mean look at me, I'm about as far from a hooker as you can get- I wear sensible clothes, shoes and little makeup!!! I am a highly qualified, highly trained professional, I am not even remotely suitable as a whore!!"

she suppressed a sob, the emotion from the day taking it's toll! "listen, creed- I'm not the working girl you need, trust me! How bout we both just go our seperate ways, and forget this ever happened??". She actually crossed her fingers hopefully as she waited on his reply!

 

[Powerdog16]

PLC said nothing as she made this plea to him. What she did not know is that he had already planned something for her. He said, "Sorry... no deal. And you are exactly what is needed in this industry. You will do just fine and as a matter a fact, you are going to show me just how much of a cock slut you are..."

He reached down to his pants as the road raced under them and whipped out his 7 inch cock. He said, "You are going to turn tricks... if you ever want to stand a change in hell of getting out from the shit fest you are in with Jack."

He stared at her and said, "Get on your knees... in front of me. I want to see those tits and you are going to suck this cock... or... I can stop right now and let you out to face your fate."

He watched her eyes shift towards his cock as he flicked it back and forth a bit and then said, "Oh come one now... face it. I am your lifeboat right now and you will do anything you have to to keep this boat going..."

 

[sallythescorpian]

"You are going to turn tricks..."

No! No I am not!! her mind screamed. This was NOT happening!!! Eva squeezed her eyes tightly shut, and opened them, but he was still there. Her entire being was recoiling at the thought of what he wanted her to do.

NONONONONONONONONONONONONONO It was a mantra, playing on a loop, and she focussed on it, hoping desperately fo this to not be true. How had it come to this?? More than anything she wanted the car to stop and let her out. She wanted to tell his smarmy face to take his cock and go stick it up his own ass, but she said nothing, knowing that she couldn't and hating that fact.

"Get on your knees... in front of me. I want to see those tits and you are going to suck this cock... or... I can stop right now and let you out to face your fate."

She couldnt do it! Her stomach roiled and heaved at the very thought. She was a professional, and highly qualified woman who had succeeded in a man's world, and she was not about to be reduced to a whore! She searched her options, desperate to find an out, something that she had missed, but there was nothing. Creed had her between a rock and a hard place, and she was helpless - every door available was locked and bolted.

She suddenly became aware that she was clicking her heels, frantic to awaken someplace else, and the absurdity of it all hit her hard,and she began to laugh


"Oh come one now... face it. I am your lifeboat right now and you will do anything you have to to keep this boat going..."

The horrible truth hit her hard; much as she hated it, he was right. She looked from his smarmy face, to his hard cock which he was waggling about, as though to entice her, and she felt tears rush to her eyes.

"Please God NO!! I cant!! Please!! Just let me go, and we both foget this, please?"

She looked for mercy, and found none.

 

[Powerdog16]

"Please God NO!! I cant!! Please!! Just let me go, and we both foget this, please?"

PLC laughed maniacally. He said, "You want me to forget this? You want me to just let you go? Free you from your idiocracy?" He reached up and grabbed her by the neck and barked, "NO WAY IN FUCKING HELL!"

With a hard jerk, he pushed her onto the floor of the limo and barked, "Slave sit on the floor!"

He could see her anger building in her and her struggle to bury it deep. Sooner or later that anger would come out and sooner or later, she would lash out at him. That is when it was going to get REALLY interesting for him. His dick was hard as a rock and ready for a hard sucking! He said, "You have about 15 minutes till we get to the resturant Eva! This cock had better be satisfied by then.... tick tock cunt..."

Rock sat towards the front of the limo, watching PLC taking charge of this bitch of a detective and felt his own cock swelling...

 

[sallythescorpian]

Eva felt her heart sink, as she absorbed the import of his words. This was it, decision time - suck this punk's cock, or wave goodbye to her entire life as she knew it!! There was only one possible option, and it didn't bear thinking about!!

She was on the floor of the Limo, and she closed her eyes. Just imagine he's some guy you clicked with in the bar, forget its him!! Closing her eyes tight, she bent her head, and did the hardest thing she had ever done, she licked his cock head, removing the little bead of precum that had glistened there.

It was no different to any other guy. If he just kept his mouth shut she could pretend this was another guy - ANY other guy!! She lowered her head, engulfing him, and bobbing her head, taking a little more of him, until she had worked almost three quarters of him into her mouth.

She sucked with all she was worth, and ran her tongue all around his sensitive spots, and hoped to God he'd hurry up and cum.

 

[Powerdog16]

He felt her sucking on his cock and it was like living a fantasy out again! Only... she was not doing it the way he liked... at least not yet. He grabbed her hair and jerked on it, forcing her to look up at him, mouth off his dick. He said, "I told you I want to see tits when I get sucked off! Now show me some fucking tits!!!"

He watched her finally concede and open her suit coat, then her blouse, and finally pulled her tits from he bra! He then said, "Now... back to sucking...." He let his eyes examine her hard as she started sucking him expertly!!!

He said, "More... deeper... harder... It takes a while for me to cum slut.... and at that rate... may take me all night.... suck like the whore you are! Come on... more more..."