Proving Her Worth (closed)

[StFornicate]

"Fuck fuck FUCK!" Tommy McBride cursed as he tore apart his shitty little southside apartment. "Where the fuck did it go?" he muttered, pulling up sofa cushions and rifling through drawers. The nineteen year old guy's place was a mess, normally, and now even more so.

He had come home that night to find his place had been broken into, and ransacked. And now he couldn't find all the cocaine he'd been fronted by Malcolm Gregory, the notorious southside gang ruler. This was not good. Five thousand dollars, gone.

He was so fucked. He started to panic; he wasn't calmed by the abundance of coke that he'd already put up his nose at the party earlier that night, or the several drinks.

There was only one thing he could do. He had to get some help from his big sister. She was a cop now, after all. Surely she could help him out, right? He sent her a text.

"Hey can u come by my place? I need your help. Bad."

 

[elvenjodi]

The only upside to being a cop was that Heather McBride saw was that she looked damn good in her uniform. Other than that, the job stunk.

OK, so she watched too many episodes of Law & Order, Cops and had a few too many stereo types of what a cop does all day from the influences of movies and TV.

Too bad none of that was true.

No, Heather joined the police academy fresh out of high school and to the amazement of her friends and family, she actually passed. But the truth was, she barely squeaked through passing and graduating with the rest of her class and then being assigned to the local police department.

That was a joke in itself. Heather was stuck behind a desk at the front, answering calls and getting coffee for the chief (at least she was until she was told it wasn’t part of her assigned job duties).

Heather would have gone on feeling sorry for herself but as she was scrolling Facebook, a text notification popped up and saw that it was from her little brother, Tommy.

"Hey can u come by my place? I need your help. Bad."

“OK, Off in 15 mins…better not be about $$ again!!”

***

Thirty minutes later and still in uniform, Heather found herself at her brother’s small apartment door and knocked. Of course she had said this better not be about money but of course, she knew it probably was. But oh well, at least her brother understood her.

 

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Tommy was a hot mess by the time his sister Heather got there. Pacing around his destroyed apartment. He quickly ran to the door when he heard the knock, looked through the peephole, and saw his big sister standing there. He threw open the door.

"Oh my God, thank God you are here, I'm in a bad spot, Heather," he said, and went on to explain, in an extremely round-about fashion, how he came to have all that cocaine and how he was totally fucked because it was all gone, stolen.

"Look, I've got two grand from what I already sold but I still need another three. Tell me you can help me out. I swear I will make it up to you!"



Heather

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[elvenjodi]

As she was waiting for the door to open, Heather realized she had forgotten her sidearm in her desk at work...again!

"Shit!" She hissed under her breath and sighed hard. If it wasn't one thing, then it was another.

The door then swung open and Tommy rushed on about needing money..again! Looking into his apartment, Heather saw the mess and sighed hard.

"Fuck Tommy, again?!" Heather exclaimed as she walked into his apartment and he closed the door behind her. Turning to face her little brother, she tossed her purse down, "You told me you were going to quit all that shit with drugs and selling it! I don't even have 3K to give to you again... I might have a little over two thousand but..shit.." she said, "What about mom and dad?" She said, wondering about their parents who had literally threw their children out when they were old enough to live on their own.

 

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"I burned that bridge a while ago..." Tommy muttered, hanging his head. He scratched at his three-day beard, and looked up at his sister in her tight-fitting police uniform.

"Can't you, like, get me into witness protection or something?" he asked suddenly. "You're a cop, you can do that, right?"

He was starting to sound desperate. Fear of what Malcolm would do to him when he was caught was getting to him. "Jesus, they're gonna fucking kill me, Heather!"

 

[elvenjodi]

"OK, OK, calm the fuck down..sheesh!" Heather thought for a moment, "I can't do the witness protection thing Tommy..I mean, I'm a cop but really.." But all she did all day was push paperwork.

"Well...how about if I go and talk to them? I mean, see if they'll take an IOU?! Maybe they'll go for it when they realize a cop is on to them, especially if I'm in uniform. Would they lay off you then?!"

She didn't really know what to do except, like always, try her best to bail her brother out of his usual damn problems with drugs. "I mean, seriously, let me talk to them!"

 

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"Oh fuck no, Heather, if you show up there and tell them you're a cop, they'll fucking kill you!" Tommy said. He started pacing. He sniffed.

"Wait, wait. What if... What if you went in undercover? Can you do that? Find something to bust them for? Send them all to jail and then they can't fuck with me anymore!"

Tommy's face lit up as he turned to his sister. "You can totally do it! They... They're even having a party tomorrow night, and I can get you in if you come with me. There's just one thing..."

Tommy blushed.

"The girls have to show up in lingerie."

 

[elvenjodi]

Heather was excited by the proposal from her brother about going under cover. As he talked, she thought about going undercover would give her a great push in the force and then perhaps, she could finally make a difference!

"The girls have to show up in lingerie." She heard Tommy say.

"Great! I'll--"

Wait.

"Wait. What?! Lingerie?! Are you kidding me?" She saw the expression on her brother's face and suddenly smiled, "I'll do it!" If there was one thing Heather didn't mind and that was showing off her body. "I mean, like you said, I'll go under cover and get the goods on these guys which means I'll bust them. They'll get arrested and they'll leave you alone!"

She jumped up from the couch and hugged her brother, smashing him against her huge chest, "So, can you get me in tomorrow?"

 

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In his inebriated state, with the booze, the weed, and the coke flowing through his system, Tommy's body reacted quite naturally to the feeling of his sister's huge tits being smashed into his chest... by quickly getting a hard-on!

He nodded. "Yeah I can get you in..." he said. "Meet me here at nine?"

*****

It had been a very good month for Malcolm Gregory. All of his various operations and schemes were pulling in damn good money. The sports-betting rings, the protection rackets, and especially the drugs were all doing quite well.

Which meant they'd be celebrating tonight. The bar was all set up, the dancing poles for the girls were installed, music system ready to thump, lights, everything. His closest, most trusted men showed up early in the evening to talk business while their girls got high and started dancing, strutting their hot bodies in their tiny, lacy outfits for them. More of his lower-level minions started showing up a bit after nine, and that's when the party really got thumping...

 

[elvenjodi]

The next night, Heather took extra care to her appearance and made sure she looked good. Dressed in a lacy black bra and matching panties was the skimpiest thing she owned right now because, she sort of forgot to go out earlier tonight and instead, had taken a nap.

As she applied the last of her lip stick, she grabbed a long coat and put it on before heading over to her brother's place. She wanted to help him and would do what she could but she also wanted to go ahead in her job and this would be the only way.

When she arrived at Tommy's apartment at 8:30, she knocked and waited for him to open the door. While she waited, her coat opened up and revealed what she was wearing but she didn't care. She was just too excited to get this night going and proving her worth to the police department.

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[StFornicate]

Tommy had spent his day trying, and failing miserably, to track down whoever had broken into his apartment and ransacked the place and stolen his stash of coke. No luck on that front at all... at least, no one was really willing to tell him anything. He was getting ready for the party when he heard the knock on the door.

Holy shit, is she actually early for once? he wondered as he headed to the door, looked through the peephole, and saw his sister on the other side... In some seriously skimpy lingerie! His dick stiffened once again in his pants as he opened the door for her.

"Hey, I'm almost ready," he said, walking back inside. He wasn't wearing a shirt, showing off his athletically cut upper body. He snatched up a white dress shirt and pulled it on as he faced his sister, her long coat still open, her tits practically falling out, barely contained by the lacy haltertop she was wearing.

"Need a little courage?" he asked his sister with a smirk, holding up a half-full bottle of vodka. He took a pull of it before setting it down on the dresser. "I know I do," he said, gulping it down, and then suddenly he picked up a short straw and snorted a line of coke off the top of the dresser! It was his personal stash, of course, and he didn't have a whole lot left for himself. "Want some?"

 

[elvenjodi]

"Need a little courage?"

Heather just stared at the lines of coke and felt a little conflicted. She had done it before, several times in fact, but had to stop when she joined the academy. It was tempting and well, she did have a small case of butterflies too.

Grabbing the bottle of vodka, she took a quick shot and felt it burn as it went down.

"Oh hell, yeah, I do." She said and took the straw from her brother and repeated what he did, taking a line and feeling it shoot up her nose and burning slightly. "Gotta get into character I guess, right?" She said, feeling a little more relaxed after that drink.

Removing her coat, she pointed at her breasts, "Is this OK?" she asked as she did a little twirl to show her brother her outfit.

 

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Tommy didn't think she would actually go for the coke, but then she took a shot and dove right in, taking a line right up her nose.

And then she was showing off her lingerie to him a moment later, twirling around in her lacy black outfit. He felt the blood rush to his dick once more, a strange sensation to be sure seeing how his erection was being caused by his busty, sexy sister!

"Yeah it's fucking great," Tommy replied, shaking his head a bit. "C'mon, let's go..."

*****

It was only a couple blocks from Tommy's apartment to the run-down ghetto neighborhood where the gang had its safehouse, so the two of them walked there.

Little did either of them know, but they were being watched the whole way, and Malcolm Gregory was well aware of their impending arrival. Already he had plans for Tommy; the kid owed him money, and needed to be taught a lesson. He was quickly concocting plans for his little big-tittied girlfriend as well...

 

[elvenjodi]

The feeling of the drug gave Heather a nice little buzzing feeling. Her she felt more relaxed and walked with her brother, her arm threaded in his. Both didn't talk as they made their way to the party, which she could hear the music and see the people gathering as soon as the house was in sight.

"Wow, there are a lot of people here tonight." she said, gripping her brother's arm tighter, "This is going to be great Tommy! I am going to be famous on the force after this and no one will bother you again, right?"

Making their way into the house, the music was extremely loud but tolerable. People were dancing, the women were dressed like Heather, except some a little more risque than her. There was drinking and people doing drugs in the open. She had wanted to ask Tommy how the hell he had gotten mixed up with them in the first place.

Leaning over toward his ear, she asked him loud enough for him to hear (hopefully), "How do we play this out?"

 

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Before Tommy could even respond, the music was suddenly shut off.

"Well well, Tommy McBride, you do got some fucking balls showing up here!" came Malcolm's booming, commanding voice from the front of the room. Malcolm made for an intimidating figure, to be sure. Every bit of six and a half feet tall, and a good two-hundred fifty pounds of solid muscle rippled beneath dark African skin, much of which was covered in tattoos. He wore baggy jeans and a white wife beater. His head was shaved, and a scowl played across his face.

Tommy was suddenly grabbed by either arm and pulled away from Heather by two big black thugs, as Malcolm approached.

"Muthafucka owes me some fucking money!" Malcolm declared, before his eyes finally fell on Heather, and then back to Tommy. "You bring yo white trash bitch up in here too? What's the matter wit you?"

And with that, the punch came, clear across Tommy's cheek, knocking him down to the floor with a single blow.

 

[elvenjodi]

Heather suddenly felt all eyes on her and her brother. Before she or Tommy could say anything, Tommy was grabbed and Heather held in a surprised cry as she watched her brother get punched across the face.

She started for him, seeing if perhaps she could get to her brother before another punch was laid onto him but no luck because that's when the man, Malcolm grabbed Heather's arm with his big hand. At this point, Heather forgot all about her defensive training from the Academy and could only scream when Malcolm's hand squeezed her arm hard and yanking her to him. She quick fighting because she felt it him clamp down on her harder in a bruising manner.

"Stop!" Heather said as she looked up at Malcolm who was holding her tight against his body, "Don't hurt him please! He was robbed! He said so! He wouldn't be stupid enough to steal from you!"

 

[StFornicate]

Malcolm glared at her for a moment before watching Tommy get dragged away, deeper into the house, away from the main party. He looked over his shoulder and nodded at the DJ, who fired the music back up, and it was almost like nothing had happened as the party went right back to normal.

"And who the fuck are you to him?" Malcolm demanded, dragging her along by her arm towards the back of the house.

He stopped in a hallway and shoved her against the wall. Suddenly, his forearm was pressed against her throat, even as his body was pressed against her as well, and one of his hands came up to cup a firm, luscious tit, and squeeze aggressively.

"Better start talkin, bitch."

 

[elvenjodi]

"I'm with Tommy!" Heather managed to gasp and at the same time tried to push the bigger man away, "he invited me along!!" She winced when he grabbed her hard. He kneaded at her breast as he considered he answer.

"Listen, don't hurt Tommy OK? I swear he was robbed! Look! We'll get you your money!" She had wanted to tell him she was a cop but didn't want them to hurt her brother anymore fearing they would do so if they did know about her.

Thankfully the coke she did earlier didn't make the pain as painful as it should have been.

 

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"I've heard that story too damn many times," Malcolm growled, "from too many people who dippin into what they supposed be sellin." He let go of her tit and watched as she sniffed a bit, a tell-tale sign that she, too, had enjoyed some of that exact same product.

He scowled at her once more. "That's good coke ain't it?" he said with a smirk. He stepped back and looked her up and down, appreciating her more now that he was taking the time to drink her body in with his greedy eyes. Blood rushed to fill his loins as he eyefucked her.

And then, just as quickly as he had softened, he was back on top of her, slamming her into the wall by her throat!

"Where's my money bitch?"

 

[elvenjodi]

This time Heather let out a scream of frustration and pushed at Malcolm with more force than before, "fuck you asshole! I'm not your bitch! I'm a fucking cop and you have 5 minutes to let me and Tommy go before the other cops show up!!"

Had that been a mistake to blurt that out because Heather didn't have backup, hell, she never told anyone on the force what she would be doing tonight! But Malcolm didn't know that, so he had to let them go...right?

"I said let us the fuck go!" She brought up her knee into his groin...hard!!!

 

[StFornicate]

Malcolm grunted and doubled over in pain, his whole body in momentary agony as he looked up at the busty, lingerie-clad white girl who claimed to be a cop and just kneed him in the balls.

And then he started laughing as he stood up straight.

"Ain't no cops around here, you dumb little cunt," he growled. He would know, after all. He had eyes all over the hood. And that's when the back of his hand flew up and viciously caught her across her face.

A moment later, he had a grip in her hair and was practically dragging her down the hallway...

"Let me show you what's gonna happen to Tommy if you don't play nice..."

 

[elvenjodi]

The hit came hard and Heather cried out as she was slammed against the wall. She could feel the pain on the side of her and some copper taste in her mouth from the cut of the inside of her mouth against her teeth.

She recovered somewhat but was still caught off guard when he grabbed her by the hair and she had to shuffle to keep from falling as he dragged her through the halls.

In the background, the music from the party continued to blast through the house.

Heather tried to fight back but only succeeded in getting her head bashed against the wall as they continued to walk some where.

 

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Malcolm pushed open a door, revealing a darkened staircase going to the basement. He continued to drag her along, down the stairs now, and wasn't gentle as he threw her down the last few steps.

There was a single light on in the basement, and it was shining on Tommy. He was tied to a chair, moaning and bloody already. A pair of thugs stood off to the sides, their faces obscured by bandanas.

Malcolm grabbed Heather and pulled her to her feet. Strong fingers found a grip on her face, forcing her to look at her brother.

"If he can't get me my money, maybe you can..." he said to her.

One of the thugs brandished a thick leather belt and whipped it across the back of Tommy's shoulders...

 

[elvenjodi]

Having no choice but to watch as her brother was whipped with the belt, Heather cried out and tried to struggle with the man who was holding her. Another lash at Tommy's back and Heather screamed, "OK! OK! STOP! Please--just stop!!!"

Surprisingly, the whipping stopped and Heather stopped struggling also. "What do you want? We don't have the money, I swear, but, if you need something else..anything! I can get it for you!"

In all truths, she didn't realize what she was promising or who her brother got her invovled in, "Just don't hurt him anymore!"

 

[StFornicate]

"Now we're talking," Malcolm replied, and the thugs snickered. "Now, I seriously doubt you can get us anything we really need. But I'm sure we can find a way for you to work off this debt," he said, leering at her lingerie-clad body for a moment.

"But first things first," he said, pulling a big fat rolled-up joint from his pocket. "You tried to tell me you're a cop. You seem too dumb to be a cop, but I got to know for sure."

He lit up the joint and took a puff, got it smoking. It smelled strong, and in truth was laced with crack cocaine. Malcolm had a strong tolerance for the stuff.

As he handed her the joint, he was pulling out his phone, and pointing it at her, clearly recording her...