The Message

It'd been almost a month since Alex's last adventure with me, and I missed him -- a lot! I was just leaving work when my private phone rang.

"Hello, Officer Lockwood. How are you today?"

My heart fluttered to hear his voice. "I'm fine Sir, but I miss you. Are you here in the area?"

"Do you have any time off soon, Officer Lockwood?" he asked.

"What lovely timing," I thought. "I'm off this weekend and next," I answered, my heart speeding up.

"I can't make it this weekend but next weekend will do for what I have in mind," he related. "Are you up for an adventure? I want you for 12 hours, so can that be arranged?"

My inner slut started jumping for joy, shrieking, "Twelve whole hours!" I tried to keep my voice calm, but also enthusiastic, "Yes! That should work, Sir!"

"OK, then I have some instructions for you. Follow them exactly, or you'll be punished!"

I quickly grabbed my notepad and a pencil, in case these got complicated. "Ready, Sir."

"I want you to go into Tucson and stand on the corner of James and 12th Street. Under the street light it's very secluded. Be there at 8 PM on the 27th of this month. It should be dark by then."

"Eight PM, Saturday the 27th and the corner of James and 12th -- I know that area, Sir." I confirmed.

"I want you to wear something sexy, slutty. No panties or bra, I want you to feel vulnerable. I'll pick you up there. You'd better be standing under the light, showing your wares." At that point I heard a click, since he'd hung up.

I had a pretty good idea of what he meant by 'showing my wares' so I realized I'd have to do some shopping. Thinking about it on my way home, I took a detour into the shopping mall. After wandering around, I found a shop catering to young adults. I was somewhat surprised at some of the clothes, because they seemed so revealing. I was mostly finding short skirts and thin tops.

A young saleswoman asked, "Do you need some help, Officer?" Since I was coming right from work, I was still in my uniform, and hoped that wouldn't sidetrack her.

Thinking fast, I answered, "Yes, I could use some help. I'm going to a Halloween party and wanted to win a prize for best costume. My colleagues always see me like this, and I want to shake them up. I want to look like a hooker at the party." I laughed, hoping she'd see the humor in the abrupt about face I was trying to present.

With a big smile she giggled, getting into the spirit of the request. She beckoned, saying, "All right. I'm sure we can find something fun. Please follow me." She headed to the rear of the store. For a first stop, she held up a short black leather skirt that would reach to about mid-thigh on me, after finding one in my size. Next she held up a scandalous tight, black transparent button up blouse, which I imagine I blushed at, visualizing wearing it. Lastly, she dug into some drawers and pulled out a black garter belt and black stockings. In a fitting room, I left on my bra and panties, and tried on the rest of the outfit. When I showed the saleswoman, of course she said it all looked great on me -- I imagine her commission was at stake. But she mentioned, "The short skirt reveals the garter straps and that really puts the costume over the top!" She giggled again. "You'll win for sure, and maybe get something extra before the night is over!" And she gave a subtle wink that I almost missed, but that made me blush even more deeply.

The days dragged by slowly. Finally it was time for me to go to meet Alex. I showered carefully and cleansed both of my fuck holes thoroughly -- it never hurts to be prepared. I drove into town and parked the car in a casino parking lot, since gamblers are known to sometimes gamble all night, and such places have a lot of patrolling security, since they want repeat business. Feeling very self-conscious about my revealing outfit, since I wasn't wearing a bra or panties, I carried an open newspaper with which I could cover my chest as I pretended to read it. I flagged down a taxi to take me to the corner Alex had specified. Luckily the day was quite overcast, and darkening fast.

I arrived at the corner at about 7:50 PM, got out of the cab and watched it drive away. I was very nervous standing there out in the open. I'd folded the newspaper away so I could better display my wares, as demanded. I must've looked like a hooker but there was no one in the area, thank goodness. I was feeling very alone dressed like that but I waited and waited, getting more and more nervous. It wasn't until 8:30 PM that I saw a car parked about half a block away turn its lights on and start to drive in my direction. I was really worried that some stranger had noticed me, and I was about to be propositioned. Sure enough, the car stopped and the window rolled down.

From inside the car, I heard a rough voice ask, "Hey bitch, how much do you charge?"

I was humiliated and felt like scampering away, but then the dome light came on and it was Alex driving the car. I almost fainted with relief, and was thrilled to see him. Before I could ask what he had in mind, so I could dream up what I'd charge a client, he jumped right ahead in our game.

"Get in here, bitch!" he demanded.

His tone of voice and words excited me, so I got in eagerly. This was not the car he usually drove so somehow that added to the thrill of our adventure.

"Bitch, I'm in a rope play mood, so how much will that cost me?" he asked. Off the top of my head I had no idea, so I just mentioned a figure and he agreed. He drove us through town to a seedy motel on the outskirts and we parked. He got out and I followed him feeling self conscious again, because since I wasn't wearing a bra under that tight transparent shirt my breasts were on full display if anyone looked out to see us walking by. And that's not to mention my garter straps peeking out under my short skirt, holding up those gauzy stockings. But I was playing the role of a hooker, so I tried to act nonchalant, like I did this all the time. He already had a room key, and we went into number 22 in the back area of the motel.

He sat on the bed as I closed the door behind us and locked it.

"Come here, bitch," he ordered.

I moved to him and my breasts were just at the level of his face. He took his sweet time, unbuttoning my blouse's buttons. Once my nipples were uncovered, he sucked on them, sending a strong message to my pussy. I gasped as he mauled at my tits, my nipples hardening and I couldn't stop myself from moaning loudly. He held my hands behind me in a pseudo-restraint, and sucked, licked and enjoyed my breasts and nipples thoroughly.

He worked on me for quite a while and had me squirming and very excited. Letting go of me briefly, he went to a brief case by the bed and pulled out a pile of rope. I said that bondage was extra, at which he laughed and said, "Just add it to my tab." At his command, I undressed down to the garter belt and stockings.

He tied my wrists behind me then my elbows. This forced my tits to push out further forward, very much now on display. He then flipped me over on the bed, face down, and tied my ankles and knees. It thrilled me since I was becoming more and more helpless, wondering what he had in mind. Then he ran rope between my elbow ropes and ankles, drawing my feet up to my butt. I was now tied into a tight package and couldn't move much. I was getting very excited being this helpless with a person I trusted. Moving my head towards the edge of the bed, he unzipped his pants, his big black penis sprang out and in moments he forced it into my mouth.

I started to suck and lick his penis as he talked dirty to me as if I was a cheap whore that he'd purchased. Knowing that I crave humiliation almost as much as I crave sex, he was very creative in his name calling. Meanwhile, he was rock hard and using me and I loved it all. He forced his cock down my throat, gagging me. He was close, so he kept me like this for a few more seconds until he exploded in my mouth and I swallowed his warm sperm enjoying the mortification of being his fuck toy. He pulled out and I slumped there, partially exhausted and panting.

He cleaned his penis off by rubbing it in my hair -- this was so embarrassing that I just loved it and craved even more. He started to take pictures and videos.

"Officer Lockwood, did you come here of your own free will to be used like a whore in a seedy motel?"

"Yes Sir, I did," I answered, still gasping.

"And this is the fifth time you've been used by me of your own free will?"

"Yes Sir. This is the fifth time," I confirmed, my breathing a little more under control now, and the smell of semen heavy in the air.

"Do you like being helpless and used sexually by me?" he asked, very candidly.

"Oooooo! Yes! Very much, Sir!" I replied, looking straight into the video lens.

He had enough video of me helpless with his cum on my face and hair. I knew I was playing with fire if this all came out, but I was his white whore and I loved and craved it.

Next he untied me and I was positioned on the bed sitting with my back to the head board. "OK, I'm paying you well for all this fun, bitch, so stretch your arms out horizontally toward each side of that headboard, and keep them there," he ordered. As I obeyed, he tied my wrists to the metal headboard near its corners, and my elbows were also tied to the metal frame. He then spread my legs wide and roped them tight to the frame of the bed. I was totally exposed and helpless -- not going anywhere for a while. Going to his briefcase, he pulled out a remotely controlled vibrator that he pushed into my pussy. It was egg shaped with a tail that extended out into the open. Grinning at me, he took out his phone and entered some code and the vibrator came to life. He was able to change the amplitude and period of the vibrations inside me and it was making me quite wet. His facial expression was almost like that of a kid on Christmas with a new toy.

"Just one more thing to add," he said. "Well, a few, that is."

He had medical tape and sealed the egg in me so I couldn't push it out. This idea added to my excitement. Then he used rope around my neck to secure me to the bed further. "I advise you not to struggle, whore. That rope might get tighter." With that, he quickly put a ball gag in my mouth, securing it behind my head and left the room without saying another word.

I sat there staring at the cheap wall paper and listening to the room heater. I prayed he'd not left me completely. I could visualize the morning news: 'Cleaning lady finds woman police officer in cheap motel room, naked and tied up' -- they'd have a field day with that.

He was gone for what felt like a long while and I was scared but excited. Well, I couldn't help but be excited -- the toy inside me was still vibrating away, and it was still altering its intensities and its intervals! It would have been teasingly maddening, but then it did something just perfectly, and I shrieked my orgasm into the very muffling gag. I couldn't move my legs much, but I could bounce my heels on the top of the bed as my toes curled due to my wonderful climax.

He returned and untied me from the bed. I saw the two pairs of handcuffs in his hands. "Kneel on the bed, whore," he demanded. Still a little dazed, I obeyed. He put half of a handcuff on each of my ankles then pulled my hands between my legs and secured my wrists in each cuff.

My head was on the bed and my ass in the air. I was still gagged, but he pulled out the toy. It was obvious to me that he had another use in mind for my pussy.

He took his clothes off and I soon felt his penis run along my pussy lips. That sensation made me moan as best I could mumble around the gag. His hands grabbed my hips and he started to slowly press into me. His cock always makes me feel stretched and I just love the fact I'm being used for his pleasure. It kept moving slowly inward and deeper, taking my breath away as my eyes probably bulged in reaction to that glorious penetration.

His cock touched my cervix and I came, screaming in to the ball gag! But that was just the beginning. He picked up speed, driving hard into me. I was truly helpless as he fucked me like this, using me as his cock sleeve. I loved it! "Yes! Oh my god! More! More!" I thought. And he did fuck me more... how long, I have no idea. I was too busy riding waves of pleasure.

I snapped out of my reverie as I felt my pussy becoming empty. He was also busy removing the handcuffs from my wrists and ankles. "Get up on your hands and knees now, slut!" he growled. His tone of voice galvanized me into action and in seconds I was in position, quivering in anticipation as I presented him with my ass. He made me wait as he undid the ball gag. My sore jaw gratefully moved to alleviate the stiffness it had experienced from clenching my teeth on the gag's solid ball.

His hands grasped my pussy lips and pulled my private area wide open. Maybe he was inspecting the area, enjoying the view. I was wondering about that when he suddenly rammed his amazingly massive cock into my wet, slippery pussy. "Oh my god, Sir! Yes! Ahhh, yes!" I groaned -- not too loudly, though -- I feared there might be people in nearby rooms.

As his cock stretched, filled and reamed my pussy, I didn't think it could get any better. But moments later, he grabbed the hair on the back of my head into his large fist. Pulling my head up as he fucked me, I felt more controlled than ever. His stiff cock skewering me, with his heavy balls slapping my pussy with each deep thrust, my tits dangling under my torso, swaying each time his pelvis hit my butt, and being used doggy style by this powerful man was the sort of submission I often daydreamed about. And now it was reality!

He must've enjoyed his complete control and my sheer submission because in a short period of time, I heard that growl of his again. Seconds later I felt his cock twitch and vibrate in my depths as he spewed out his load of semen. It felt like hot oil as it flooded into my womb. It was like he'd lit a little furnace there, and I couldn't stop myself from cumming. My inner muscles gripped and massaged that lovely cock, sort of sucking out even more of his seed. When he'd caught his breath, he stated, "Damn! You're a good fuck!" He pulled my torso upright, still impaled on his cock, and turned my head enough to kiss me.

We took a breather at that point, having some cool drinks and some snacks. But then he got onto the bed, face up, and said, "You know I'm not done with you yet, slut. Get over here and use your mouth. Make me nice and stiff again." I didn't need to be told twice -- I wanted to lick and suck on that big black cock, and I wanted to do a good job on it. I wasn't sure how rough to be, though, so I started with kissing his cock, licking it, and pumping it slowly while I took the head in my mouth to suckle.

"Mmm... that's good, baby. I feel it coming back to life. You can suck and pump harder now, and don't neglect my big black balls!" I sucked his dick, I pumped it harder while I licked his balls in their sack. I even sucked one ball at a time into my mouth, savored its taste and stretched it until it popped out of my lips. I was having a great time, playing with Alex's male equipment, and seeing it up close. Gradually it became a fully erect shaft with a swollen head of purple-brown.

Grinning at me, Alex commanded, "Now spit and drool on it until it's all wet and slippery. Then straddle me, and squat down and work it into your ass." Gulping nervously with my eyes wide open in surprise, I spat and drooled, spat and drooled, and smeared the resulting sliminess all over the head and shaft. At the same time, I worked two fingers of my free hand into my butt hole, trying to dilate it and get it ready. Then, straddling him, I held his cock with one hand with my other fingers still holding my anal ring partially open. I guided that amazing cock head until it touched my fingers, spreading them apart as much as I could and poking the cock head sort of between them. Then I lowered my hips, groaning loudly as I attempted to get my little puckered hole to open and swallow that smooth dome at the top of his cock.

It took some doing on my part, shifting my hips as I lowered and raised them, seeking the best angle to get that cock head wedged into my hole. Alex smiled as he watched, his hands pillowed behind his head, not moving a muscle, and obviously enjoying seeing this naked white woman trying to impale herself on his manhood. A sound sort of like a 'yelp' escaped unbidden from my lips as the head of his cock finally made it through my anal ring! Now all I had to do was sink down toward the bed, aware of that rigid shaft penetrating my rectum and feeling like it was a hot poker heading into my guts! It was mortifying and lewd, performing this act as Alex watched, and needless to say, very, very arousing for me!

When my butt cheeks touched his pubic hair, Alex spoke. "Now ride up and down on my cock, slut. Use your ass to make me cum. Pump me off with your ass." To be honest, I wasn't sure I could do it. But Alex told me to do it, so I was definitely going to try. Planting my feet on either side of his hips I lifted myself and felt his cock sliding out, vacating my rear tunnel.

"Oooops, dammit! I went too high," I chided myself mentally as his cock popped out of me. Reaching down I blindly aimed and poked it experimentally, feeling for its head to touch my butt hole. "Ohhhh," I groaned out loud as that hot poker of his started invading my guts again. But I planted myself all the way down, and then started moving my pelvis up and down with smaller strokes, so he stayed in. Since his cock now filled almost all of my rectum, it gave my body more of a chance to accommodate to the stretch. This in turn permitted me to move faster with my up and down motion, jacking him off.

I thought I'd found my rhythm when Alex demanded, "Turn around, whore. I want a better view of my cock in your ass." Mentally groaning, I sank deep and slowly pivoted on his dick, turning my body until I faced his feet. Once I was in position, I started pumping up and down fast again, and leaned a little away from his face, to give him an even better view.

After a few minutes, he praised me, saying, "A very nice view, but now I want you to face me again, because I want to see your tits bobbing up and down. They'll help inspire me to unload inside you." I didn't have to groan this time. With his cock buried deep in my ass, I easily turned to face him and started pumping him hard. I also started rhythmically contracting and relaxing my inner ass muscles in a milking action, and was rewarded with a happy groan from his lips, and a twinkle in his eyes. After five or ten more minutes, Alex pressed his hands against the top of the bed and arched his pelvis up, penetrating me maximally as his cock started a wonderful ejaculation! I felt his twitching and the warmth of his cum spreading inward. It was heavenly! And so was the smile Alex gave me for getting his rocks off like this!

Afterward, we showered together, and had a great time soaping every little bit of each other, making sure we were thoroughly clean. Actually, I suspect Alex just liked having yet another excuse to see and touch all of my body. I know for sure that was my reason -- both feeling his hands all over my body, and having the pleasure to have mine all over his body, too.

By mutual agreement, we decided it was time for bed. Alex put me on my side, and got behind me to spoon with me. He probably wanted me to feel safe and secure. After all, I'm almost certain that's why he inserted his cock into my pussy. I still felt him joined with me as I fell asleep.

When I woke up, I found myself face down on the bed, with him on top of me, fucking my pussy with his morning erection. "Mmmmm... this is a wonderful way to wake up, Sir," I told him. This was especially true because my arms were stretched above my head and my wrists were handcuffed together. In response, he brushed my hair off the back of my neck and kissed me there deeply. That kiss on my nape sent tingling sensations through out my body, and especially to my pussy as he pummeled it. I'd woken up horny, and his manly scent in my nostrils just exacerbated that. Soon, his fucking tipped me over into a full-blown orgasm! As I moaned and writhed on the bed, I'm sure my pussy was gripping his dick hard. I shivered in a series of post-orgasmic aftershocks for several minutes as he humped me fast and deep.