Hot in the City <<closed for Powerdog>>

Her body was paralysed. His hand on her throat, a little too tight for comfort instantly immobilied her, but she had no intention of capitulating.

"You lost Creed!! Yes I was aroused, I 'll admit that, but I DID NOT CUM!!"

She had convinced herself that so long as she denied it, she was home free.

Of course, logically, she knew damn well that Creed had not intention whatsoever of letting her off the hook, but her damned pride insisted that she fight to the end.

She kept repeating, over and over "I did not cum, I did not cum" and after 45 minutes of this, and pushing the pen away, culminating with her spitting him Creed's face, even she began to believe her own lies, that she had not actually cum.
 
PLC looked down at her pissed now. To say he was just pissed was an understatement. He was on the verge of rage with her! and when she spit on him, that sent him over the edge!

He yelled, "You want to break your deal! FINE! GO AHEAD, you stupid bitch!" He got up and said, "Rock. Come one. She wants to put her fate into her own hands. Fine. Our deals are off then slut! You want to breack your arrangement with me by not following through! Then I am going to break mine with you! Good luck in prison bitch!!!"

He and Rock left the apartment together. After they were halfway to the limo, Rock whispered, to her, "What the fuck are you doing?!?! She is your meal ticket boss... Force her to fucking sign it..."

PLC said, "Shut the fuck up. Let's go. I know what the fuck I am doing here." They reached the car, where Rock took the driver seat and PLC took the back seat. They are in the parking lot across the way so they began driving down the lot. As they reached the exit, Rock hit the breaks!

Creed barked, "What the fuck did you do that f......" He looked out the window and saw Eva standing there in just a robe pulled tight to her naked body and holding a pistol in her hand...
 
Eva's elation at PLC departure was tempered and then totally deflated as she thought of the ramifications. Shit!!! He would hang her out to dry! Goddamnit! She had fucked that judge for nothing!!!

She flung on a robe and tied it, then grabbed her back up weapon, not really thinking it through. Reacting to the situation, rather than making a strategic decision. She fled the apartment, and ran into the parking lot searching out the limo. No sign, and then she saw, they were in the Lexus, and Rock was driving.

They were coming straight for her, and she took up her stance, and stedied her weapon with a double handed aim, focussed on Rock's nose.

The cool, light breeze caused her thigh length, pink silk robe to deliniate the curves of her body, and she froze, choked. This was the point at which she should discharge her gun. She had them at almost point blank range, but she wasnt firing. Several minutes of total standoff passed, and in with a mixture of self disgust, impotent fury and sheer frustration, she flung the gun at the windscreen, cracking it, burst into tears, and ran off into the night, as fast as her legs would carry her!
 
For a few minutes, PLC thought his life was over. He was about to beg her for forgiveness as he figure he had pushed her too far! He slowly let his mind stop him as she stood there for what felt like an eternity trying to pull that trigger. He knew that Rock would have been shot first and with any luck it would have given him time to escape.

But he studied her and began to realize she could not pull the trigger. A grin began to slowly creep back onto his face as he watched her trembling. He could see she was losing the battle to be a cold blooded killer. She would never be able to be a killer like him and that is why he would always be better than her.

He then jerked as she lashed out and chunked the gun at him, hitting his car and sending it flailing over the car and onto the concrete behind him. He realized it was a miracle that weapon didn't go off and kill someone. If he were to die ... it would be an accident rather than intentionally...

He watched her turn and run half naked and barefoot out into the night. PLC looked at Rock and said, "Wait here." He slid out the back of the car, turned and walked back to her gun picking it up before returning to the car.

He looked at him and said, "Now, you saw where she went?"

"Yes, down that way boss." Rock said.

"Then go find her." PLC said as they drove out of the parking garage and then down in the direction that she had run too. For nearly 10 minutes, he could not find her and she had run away from her apartment. It was only when he glanced down an alleyway is when PLC said, "STOP!"

The two men spotted her, surrounded by 6 men, all common street thugs. She was desperately trying to hold onto to her robe and was on the precipace of a gang rape. He said, "Pull over."

The two men got out of the car and pulled out their pistols and then walked down into the alley! PLC levelled his weapon at the closest man while Rock aimed for the other. PLC said, "Well what have we got here!"

This immediately drew the attention of all the men in the group plus Eva. She seemed relieved to see him... which was an interesting site to behold. One of the men said, "This ain't no concern of yours old man!" The kid seemed barely 16 years old and it was surprising to PLC that Eva would let herself get into this situation.

PLC smiled and then lowered the weapon and fired! A single small caliber shot, straight into his kneecap! He fell like a ton of bricks screaming! Rock and PLC turned and said, "Anyone else want to fuck with me?"

The men all started backing away... dragging their injured comrade! PLC never let the gun lower a second and kept his weapon targetted at the men as he said, "Eva... come here. Now."

He watched her quickly race to him and the two men quickly backed off and returned to the Lexus.
 
Eva was high on an adrenalin rush! The show down with PLC, her wild race into the night, and her altercation in the alley, had all brought her 'fight or flight' instict to the fore, and she had fled, and now she was flushed with endorphins, and a feel good wave of euphoria washed over her, and she began to giggle.

She ran to PLC, like he was her saviour, and in this instance, he was, temporarily, at least. She clung to him, jumping into his arms, her legs around his waist, as she climbed his body, clinging to him. A logical part of her, was telling her she needed to run from him, but the message wasnt getting through!

She returned to the Lexus, noting the large crack down the centre of the windshield, and began to giggle again. After about 5 minutes, her silliness had worn off, and she had returned to normal and her mind was working as it should once more, and she eyed her gun on the floor of the Lexus, and while PLC was talking to Rock, she lunged for it.

Grabbing it, she pointed it at PLC. "Stop the fucking car, right now! Give me your wallet, and let me out!!" She would need cash to get a cab back home, and she could not wanted around like this.
 
PLC turned and looked down the barrell of the gun... again. Only this time, rather than any nervousness, any anger, or any fear, he simply did not care. He turned back to Rock and said, "Take us back to my place. And you could shoot before. No way in hell you can now either."

She levelled that weapon at him, cocking back the hammer as show that she was not fucking around. PLC only laught and said, "Besides, I unloaded it."

The instant she glance down to her chambers to see if they were load, both hands lanced out. The right hand hit her arms, forcing the gun back towards the rear windshield. The left hand was a closed fist and hit her hard in the jaw!

The next moment, she had dropped the gun and he grabbed it flipping it on her. She had begun to scream when she was silenced by the barrell of her service piece being shoved into her mouth!

PLC felt his own adrenaline racing now as he said, "I lied. It is load and I don't have the hindrance of a conscious. I can and will kill you right now, if it suits my purpose!"

He left the gun in her mouth, looked to Rock and said, "Take us somewhere private Rock. She and I have to talk."
 
She had her nerve back, and she was certain that if need be, she could shoot to kill, then PLC's comment about unloading the gun made her look and in that instant she lost her position of power and gave it to PLC who snatched it with both hands. He hit her hard, and grabbed the gun, and in a split second, she had gone from holding her gun, to having it shoved in her mouth.

"I lied. It is load and I don't have the hindrance of a conscious. I can and will kill you right now, if it suits my purpose!"



Whether it was loaded or not didn't bear thinking about. She tried to inch her way backward, and he shoved forward with the gun, grabbing her hair with his other hand and pulling her forward, ramming the gun deep into her mouth, and as they drove toward PLC's place and he kept the gun in her mouth, the phallic symbol of his dominating power over her.
 
As the car pulled into the parking garage, Rock parked it and then walked to Eva's side of the car and opened it, dragging her out of it. PLC slid out and then slid the revolver into his inside pocket. The car and the three of them were were in an empty bottom subfloor of a parking lot. Only three other vehicles were parked there and there was a sliding chain link fence that ran from the floor to ceiling and reinforced with rebar and posts. The gate into the parking lot itself was sliding closed shutting off the only means for her to get out of the area, save whatever was behind the door.

Rock pushed Eva to the back of the car where both men came up on either side. PLC carried the contract with him and then said this, "Since I came to your door, you renigged on your agreement with me, lying about your orgasms. You attempted to shoot me, broke my windshield, caught up in the tenticles of a gang where I had to save your ass, then tried to shoot me again." He looked to Rock, "Did I miss anything?"

He looked distant and then responded, "No boss... I think that was it for now."

PLC said, "So let me change the conditions of this agreement." He picked up the contract, clipboard and pen and put them on the trunk open to her signature. He said, "You will sign this document. You will make a lot of money by orgasming huge orgasms on camera. You will make 8 films for me... 1 is already made... so that leaves you with 7. You will enjoy this, you will then walk away a millionaire and live any kind life you choose after that. However, until that time, you will quit your job, you will sell your little apartment and put your stuff into storage. You will move in with me so I can keep VERY close eyes on you. I will show you and train you on how to make the most of your fetish."

He watched her back up a bit more and found herself backing into Rock. Rock grabbed the back of her neck and pushed her forward and then PLC continued. He said, "if you had signed it when you had the chance, I would not be adding these additional constraints on you but now... I simply cannot trust you."

She started to speak and he slapped her face! He said, "SHUT UP! You will speak when I tell you to!"

He watched her slowly look at him and remain silent. He said, "Because this is what is going to happen if you don't. I am going to forge your signature and I am going to kidnap force you to live as my slave for the next 8 films. I will keep all the money for myself and then when I am done with you, I am going to turn the gun you used to murder your partner Jack with over to the authorities with you naked and tied up with a bow to the front desk. You will spend the rest of your porn star life in a women's prison. Imagine that... a porn star cop in prison with the very collegues who you put in there!"

He said, "Rock... let her go." He pushed her towards the contract and stepped back a bit. PLC said, "So, what is it going to be? I can work with either way... but you ... somehow I think you can only handle one."
 
Eva felt tears burning her eyes as she realised just how bad her situation had gotten. How had she fucked up so badly? Only a couple of weeks ago, she was on a blazing career trail, with hopes of making lieutenant in a few years, now she was facing a choice between voluntary porn star and involuntary porn star, the involuntary option ending up infinitely worse than the alternative. But could she do it, could she willingly sign up to be a porn star?

She thought of all the friends, family, former colleagues who might see it, the humilliation she would not doubt suffer, ending up little better than the hookers she busted. Finally, she made her decision.

"I'll sign your contract. What choice do I have? But I have conditions. Firstly, any movie shot wont be available in the US - Europe and the Far East only, secondly an alias appears not my own name, I need the anonymity, thirdly, I want plastic surgery before hand, I need to change up my appearance, and I'll change it again after and finally, payment after each moving, starting now, into a numbered account in the Caymens. Are we agreed??"

Her heart beat hard, while she waited, tredipation warring with anticipation at the thought of what his "training" might consist of!
 
PLC walked towards her and to her surprise, slapped her upside the back of the head! He said, "Still trying to dictate terms to me are you!?!?! You don't get it. But tell you what... here is what I will do for you." He looked at the contract and then started writing, "Forget not selling to the US... that is where the money is. That is not going to happen. However, I will give you an alias, you can change your appearance as you see fit so long as you enhance those tits as well." He reached down and tore open her robe to expose her breasts... He said, "As far as your money... you will get payment sent to wherever you want it to go. However... you do not get a dime till the film is complete. So any expenses you accure between now and then I will pay for and it will be deducted from your take."

Rock walked over and leaned in and whispered something to PLC. It looked like it was rather important as his face changed slightly. Rock glanced back at her and then finished what he was saying then stepped away.

PLC looked at her and said, "There is something else." He walked up behind her, fully opened her robe revealing her naked body and then slid his hands from her legs to her inner thighs and then up her body to her breasts, shoulders, and neck and head... He let one hand clench her neck slightly as the other traced down her face. He said, "I told you that you had to quit the force. You can't quit it... at least not at the moment. You are going to be my eyes and ears on what is going on downtown in my area. I need to know when things are about to go down, when and where the threats are so I can keep my other parts of my business in tact."

He watched her turn to look at him, realizing what he was asking her to do. He said, "I won't make this go too long... just for a while till I can get out of the business I am in and land fully into the movie making business..."
 
Eve'a head throbbed from the slap she had received. She focussed her attention on PLC, still determined to negotiate the best possible outcome from this maelstrom of disaster.

She hadn't expected him to agree to limiting the market, but if she could change herself sufficiently, hopefully no one would recognise her. She would take a sabbatical from her job, rather than quitting in total, and when it was over, she would move across country, and join a new force, or perhaps a sherriff's department somewhere, and begin life afresh. She concentrated on everything he was saying, analysing every nuance.


"By and large, I don't have an issue with those terms, but I dont like the sound of that last part." She quoted him, managing to keep her tone from being mocking:

However... you do not get a dime till the film is complete. So any expenses you accure between now and then I will pay for and it will be deducted from your take."



"What's to prevent you from deducting so much so called "expenses" that I'm left with nothing, and I'm stuck in this deal forever??? I propose that we agree a fixed contribution to your expenses, in fact, if I am to be your spy in the department, any payment you would normally give to crooked cops" she swallowed hard, realising that that particular tag was now attached to her. She took a deep breath before continuing, "should more that compensate for any incidentals and out of pocked expenses you incur, thereby entitling me to the full fee. Bearing in mind that you are going to do very nicely out of this! Your a crook, PLC, a career criminal, but you're also a business man, you should be able to appreciate a good business deal when you see one!!"

She looked at him, wondering if he would accept, or come back with a counter offer. She thought her offer was pretty reasonable.
 
PLC smiled as he said, "So, you want me to exchange your fees you collect initially for your services as my ears on the inside?"

He turned and walked away a moment and thought about this. He ran his hand across his chin and then turned and said, "Then if this is going to work, you will have to keep your apartment to keep IA off your back, though you won't stay there any. You will have to forego your physical alterations to your body though. We don't want IA demanding how this is being paid for. We can hide your identity with a mask over your face though so that won't be an issue... unless you have some kind of physical marking to get rid of... for which I happen to know you don't as much time as I have spent with your body."

He walked back to her, putting his hand on her neck and tightening down firmly. He said, "You realize as well, you will be at my beck and call now. You will do what I say and when, so long as you are under my contract. You are going to be my personal cumslut..."

He looked at her and said, "Do we have a deal?"
 
She didn't like what he said, or how he phrased it, but she was astute enough to realise he had a point. IA would be all over her like white on rice if she suddenly changed her lifestyle. Hopefully the betrayal of her department would be short lived, and she was not going to dwell on her future life a porn star.

At least he had agreed her face would be covered, at least no one would recognise her, she had no identifyable marks on her body, and she might get a couple of henna tats so that they would be there for the movies, but would wear off within a year.

Weighing it all up, she realised that, while it wasn't her optimun choice for the future, it could be a whole lot worse. Alway practical enough to know how to make the best of things, she turned and stuck out her hand, "Okay PLC, we have a deal!"
 
PLC looked at her hand and then back to her and said, "Sign the fucking contract."

He turned her to the document on the trunk of the car. He watched her sell her soul to the devil. He then looked at Rock after she was done and handed him the paperwork. Once the contract was safely inside the briefcase and Rock was back, PLC looked at her and with a single fluid motion backhanded her across the face, sending her flailing to the floor. He then pulled out the gun and pushed it to her stunned temple.

He pulled the hammer back and then pressed the trigger!

A audible click hit but no shell went off! He could see the terror and confusion in her eyes! He pulled the hammer back on more time. He said, "If you ever pull a gun on me or Rock again. If you ever give me reason to doubt you, there won't be enough money on this planet to save your pathetic excuse of a life! I swear to god I will kill you... Do I make myself fucking clear?"

She looked at him and nodded... a huge mix of feelings on her face! Rock walked to the trunk, opened it and pull out a bag with rope. He turned Eva to her stomach on the cold concrete. He quickly bound her arms and elbows, forcing her breasts to be pushed out as he did. Rock then pulled her up to a squatting position, pressing her back to the rear bumper of the Lexus.

Rock and PLC both pulled out their cocks, hand pumping them. PLC said, "Part of your punishment for pulling the gun on us... is well... you can figure it out. Suck these cocks whore..."
 
"If you ever pull a gun on me or Rock again. If you ever give me reason to doubt you, there won't be enough money on this planet to save your pathetic excuse of a life! I swear to god I will kill you... Do I make myself fucking clear?"

PLC's words scared her: He scared her: There was a voilence, a disregard for human life that was intrinsically a part of his character, and she knew with out a shodow of a doubt that he would follow through on his threat.

She didn't want to how him her fear, but she was unable to put on a strong front before him, at that moment, and she cowered away from him. Menatally she was chastising herself, any show of fear would be counter-productive when dealing with him.

He and Rock approached her, their hard dicks out, and he spoke again.

"Part of your punishment for pulling the gun on us... is well... you can figure it out. Suck these cocks whore..."

She bristled at the appellation, but then went to work, as she knew she must, and put truth to his words, and began sucking each of their cocks alternately, using her hand on the other, before switching again.
 
Between PLC and Rock, you have two cocks within 10 inches of each other. Though Rock was physically a bigger and stronger man, his cock was an inch shorter than PLC's. They watched her struggle to suck in as hard as she could with both men hard and ready to fuck!

Both men are equally brutal and hard on her throat, shoving thier dicks deep into her body each a little thick and deeper than the last. For nearly 15 minutes they force her to remain open mouthed, tongue lapping, lip sucking! PLC looks down at her and say, "I want you keeping his and my cum in your mouth. Taste it, treasure it! That cum is your next 8 years.."

As PLC finishes speaking... he explodes into her mouth!!! Rock quickly grabs her head, cranks through her mouth a few times and explodes as well!!!
 
"I want you keeping his and my cum in your mouth. Taste it, treasure it! That cum is your next 8 years.."

Eva wanted to spit in his grinning face, but she dare not do so. She sucked them, alternating between the two men.

With a grunt, Rock shot his load into Eva's mouth, almost choking her with the force of his spurts. Seconds later, PLC followed suit, and Eva's cheeks bulged with the fluids contained in her mouth.

She kneeled there, her mouth full to the brim with thier combined spunk, cum trickling down from the corners of her mouth, and dripping onto her breast.

She wanted to spit it all out, preferably into thier smug faces, but she didn't, she sat there with the salty, bitter taste of thier male fluids permeating her taste buds.

Suddenly the last part of PLC's statement penetrated her foggy brain. " That cum is your next 8 years" Eight years??????? Eight FUCKING years????? He could not be serious. The shock, and the desire to correct PLC made her stand quickly and swallow the bitter contents of her mouth, so that she could tackle PLC on the issue.

"We spoke of 8 movies. Seven more!! The last movie took one night!! I see no reason whatsoever, why the remaining films cant be completed within a matter of weeks!! Three months at the outside!! There is NO way, no fucking way whatsoever, that YOU are taking control of the next eight years of my life, asshole!!" Eva's temper was up now, and her eyes were shooting sparks at him now. Her eyes flicked to the weapon as she contemplated the possibility of diving for it, and getting it before he could, subconsciouly measuring distances, looking for cover, but she discarded that idea, determining that her chances for success were improbable.
 
"Oh you think?" PLC said with a laugh, "Clearly you didn't read the contract very well. The first movie was an amateur movie made on the cuff. You have 6 months of highly intensive training which I will personally supervise. Only after I have given my person stamp of approval will you be able to step on set to produce another film."

He watched her react with shock and rage! She was more pissed than he had ever seen her in her life. He then added more fuel to the fire. He said, "And what does that 6 months consist of? Remember the judge? He as well as a select few others are going to make your body adjust to extreme challenges of the movies that we are going to make."

He saw her glance to the gun and then walked over, picking it up and slipping it back into his inside breast pocket. He turned back to her and then said, "Now as far as movies go... well... we have prep, at least a 2 month shoot, plus effects and what not. No darling... I am expecting at least 9 months per movie from conception to finish. You are going to be with us a long LONG time..."

He looked into her eyes and said, "You got a problem with it? You can always void your contract... and take your chances elsewhere..."

He watched her intensely. Most of the numbers he was throwing out there was bullshit and they both knew it but when she signed on that dotted line, she never even once considered a time line. She left herself potentially a indefinite slave to him until such a time when the 8th film is made. He smiled at her and watched to see what she would do next...
 
Eva could not believe her ears!!! He had tricked her! That nasty fucking lowlife had pulled one over on her!! She shouldnt have been surprised, but she was.

Her heart sank as PLC detailed the time it would take to make the movies, and listening to it, she had at best sold the next six years of her life, or at worst, he could just stall on the last movie, and she would be his slave forever!! Stockholm syndrom would certainly have set in by then, and she would be stuck with him until she was too old for his purposes, then she would be cast aside.

It was a fate worse than death!! Almost! She though of Jack, buried beneath the clay, and she revised her opinion. It was going to be rough, but she could endure it. She WOULD endure it!!

One part of his tirade stuck in her head.

"Remember the judge? He as well as a select few others are going to make your body adjust to extreme challenges of the movies that we are going to make"

What would she end up like?? Her traitorous body loved the abuse, and she feared her mind's ability to resist for prolonged periods, but she had no option, as difficult as it would be to survive PLC, it was still infinitely preferable to her survival chances, should she end up in prision, surrounded by the people she put there.
 
PLC watched her intensely, studying her mannerisms. On one hand she showed shock... just a bit before it was buried. He expected it. He watched her eyes as they shifted to anger then to regret and defeat. He knew she was making herself accept what her fate had given her. PLC was not a dumb man by any means, nor was he the kind of man to take chances. He had had one of his lawyers ensure there was just enough legality in this contract of hers to obligate her financially as well as physically, but when it was done, she was into this lock stock and barrel.

The pimp looked over at Rock and said, "So now here is what is going to happen to you. You are going to go home in a moment, get some sleep, rest and recuperate. Tomorrow morning, you are going to put in for a week of leave. When you are done, you are going to go back home, load up every toy, ever piece of lingerie, every high heel shoe, and skimpy dress you have. That is your initial wardrobe and I will add to it as I see fit."

He studied her so intensely as he continued, "You will clean out your fridge, your pantry, take out your trash and cleanup your apartment so no one can complain about stink or smell. You will make your arrangements with whomever you have to let them know you are going to be gone for a week. You will bring your empty guns, handcuffs, badge, and police uniforms as well. You will get in your car, drive with your wardrobe back to this parking lot at exactly 2PM. You will come in and park over there." He pointed to a parking spot with a red star painted onto the concrete.

He finally said, "I will meet you here at that time." He reached into his pocket, pulled out her backup piece, opened the chamber and removed every shell into his hand, stuffing them into his pocket. He closed the chamber, double-checked the barrel, and then slid his finger into the trigger cover, spun it around so the handle was towards Eva and handed her the weapon.

Rock walked over to the car, got in the driver seat and turned on the engines. PLC looked at her with a knowing smile and said, "For the record, in the contract, if you every attack me or any of my people in any way in a manner that is not scripted, I have the right to access penalties of up to 33% of your earnings for that movie. Which means... if you don't follow the rules in front of you, you could wind up making that movie for free."

"Get in the car, Eva." He stared at her and finally watched her turn and get into the backseat. PLC smiled and said, "No... the floorboard. When you ride with me, you are training with me." He got into his seat and spread his legs in front of her, giving her full access to his tool. He said, "You know what to do. I want to hear gagging and choking..."
 
"When you ride with me, you are training with me." He got into his seat and spread his legs in front of her, giving her full access to his tool. He said, "You know what to do. I want to hear gagging and choking..."

Eva sat on the floor of the car, angry and humiliated, the focus of her negative emotions sitting opposite her, legs spread, and expecting a blow job.

Impotent fury consumed her, and she realised that she was really in a catch 22. If she vented her anger on him, she would feel much better, but only momentarily, until the penalities sank in, and she would have worsened her situation. Acknowledging to her self, that sometimes discretion is the better part of valor, she bit down her temper, and knelt forward, taking PLC's rigid shaft into her mouth, bobbing on him, and taking him to the back of her throat, and with an effort she swallowed him, taking him to the very root of his cock.

She sucked him off, all the way home, gagging on his cock, and choking on his cum when finally her relieved her aching jaw, and came. She went into her apartment, took out a bottle of Southern Comfort, and poured one glass after another, until she had drained 4/5th of the bottle, and she passed blissfully into oblivion.

The morning dawned much too quickly, and the light hurt Eva's eyes, her head pounded painfully, and her stomach revolted as soon as she stood upright. She just wanted to crawl into a hole and die, but she forced herself to go for a little walk, not her usual five mile run, but a two mile walk, followed by a cool shower, and a plain bagel, and she felt well enough to go to work.

She went straight to her lieutenant, and pleaded for a weeks leave. She was skipping protocol, and she knew it, but she pleaded difficulty coping with Jack's death, and that, coupled with her horrific appearance, swung the decision in her favour.

She returned home, cleared out her apartment, as per PLC's instructions, then she threw a few pairs of high heels into a bag - black patent 4 inch heels, 5" silver sandals and a pair of red 4.5" pumps.

She pulled out her few good items of lingerie. A black lace balcony bra and matching boy shorts, a navy pinstriped corset, with matching brazillian panties, a cream basque, with matching thong, a coffee (with cream piping) coloured basque with brazillian panties, and a selection of other items.

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(OOC oops! got a little carried away!!)

She gathered her stockings, and hold ups, black, nude and fishnet, and threw them into the bag too. She dumped her trash, set her plants into the sink, in the hope they would cling to life until she returned. She set her voice mail to indicate that she had gone away for a while, and she locked up, knowing that as she left, she was shutting the door on her old life, just as she shut it on her apartment, and she drove to meet with PLC.
 
PLC watched from the cameras as her car pulled up and parked in the assigned location. She sat in the driver seat after she killed the engine. Rock opened the steel door to the parking lot while PLC remotely closed the thick steel fence gate that secluded his people from everyone else.

Rock walked out to her with a shit eating grin on his face and said, "You look like shit. Not get much sleep?" After getting a dirty glare from her, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Pity. You ain't getting any tonite either..."

He watched her get out and he said, "Keys. Purse. ID. Leave them. I will take care of it later. PLC is waiting on you."

He watched her obey his words and then reach to the back and pick up the luggage case and said, "Oh... got pretty things in there. Can't wait to see them. Where are your cop uniforms?"

He looked into her eye and could tell she had forgotten them. Rock said, "Ohh... PLC is not going to be happy with you. Go inside... now!"

He watched her turn and head into the corridor, down a long dark featureless corridor with a gradual downward slope which would lead to her new life...
 
Her head thumping still, Eva walked slowly toward the direction where PLC was located. At least Rock was being gentlemanly enough to carry her bags, she thought idly, as though that endeared him any!

She entered the office. Before he could say anything, she said "Look, I know, I look like shit, well, I feel like shit too!! I have done everything you asked, and I have everything I need with the exception of the uniforms. I keep those at the prescient, in my locker. I have my dress uniform in my wardrobe, but I figured you wanted the day to day stuff, rather than the ceremonial stuff. And please be quite, I have the mother of all hangovers!!"

In truth her ceremonial uniform was still at the cleaners, where it had gone after Jack's funeral, she just hadn't collected it yet.

She flopped down in a chair, and waited for his reaction.
 
PLC looked down at her and did something rather unusual. He said, “Then you need to go to sleep. Come with me.” He got up and took her hand, before leading her out of his office, then led her down the corridor to one of a dozen brown doors. He opened one with the number 201 on it.

Inside the room was a rather luxurious bedroom, highlighted in white, black a gray. The queen sized bed was covered in very thick soft pillows and the comforter on the bed was white with black circles overlaying it. A grayscale steel frame with tall corner posts up to the ceiling. A desk with a computer on it, a large 42” LCD bigscreen TV mounted onto the opposite wall, a rolling office chair, a small loveseat, and a full bathroom with a Jacuzzi tub and large walk in shower was clearly a surprise to the detective. Thick soft white carpet filled the room.

PLC said, “This is your room now.” He pointed to her luggage in the corner next to a tall white and black frame aluminum wardrobe.

He then said, “You have the movie channels on the set, you have access to the net on the computer, you have full complement of toiletries, robes, and clothing in the wardrobe in addition to what you brought. Surprised? Well… don’t be. Look…” He pointed to each corner of the bedroom to show a small camera embedded into the walls. He said, “From time to time you may have a spy peaking in on you… but not too often.”

He smiled to her and said, “I will bring you lunch in 4 hours. Get some sleep.” He looked at her and could see suspicion in her eyes. He put a hand on her shoulder, not in a dominating and monsterous way but in a way of her leader. He said, “Listen. I know you don’t like this arrangement, but I promise you one thing. So long as you play by the rules with me, you will be completely safe with me. I won’t let anyone or anything hurt you. You are my most prized possession now and I protect my possessions to the death. Take some refuge in that knowledge. Try out the Jacuzzi. Top of the line for you… See you in a few hours.”

Without another word, he left her alone in the room.
 
Eva stared around the room in total disbelief, it was like an upscale hotel room, not at all the dingy set up she had expected from him.

His sudden change in attitude was disconcerting too, and she was braced for some sudden change, but he showed her to her room, demonstrated the features, and left, insisting she got some rest.

She went into the bathroom, and ran the bath, filling it with hot water, and a little bubble bath, then she climbed in and turned on the jets, making the water errupt into swirling currents massaging her. She settled back against the sides, the jets at her back, massaging her aching muscles, and she closed her eyes.

The jets made the bubble bath far more effective, and she slumped down in the water, covered from toes to ears. Her body relaxed, and her pounding head improved, and she began to feel human again.

After an hour, the water was cooling, the bubbles had gone, and her skin on her hands and feet was all wrinkly. Reluctantly, she got out, wrapped herself in a big fluffy towel, and took down her hair. She dried off, and dressed a little babydoll nightdress, cursing herself that she didn't bring an oversized tee shirt with her to sleep in, and climbed into bed, pulling the covers up to her ears, and she went out like a light.
 
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