Side note:
I used to be a fan of the NCIS series. I was also inspired by the writer Liclovely and his story The Turnaround, one of my favourite erotic stories. And the work of Coxville stories by theofficialpit.
I hope you enjoy this story! If not, I don't care because I enjoyed writing this story!
Special Agent Caitlin Todd, a former Secret Service agent called Kate in her team, has been tasked with contacting forensic scientist Abigail Sciuto, aka Abby, for a particular case.
Kate sighs as she turns the ignition off for her car, parking it outside Abby's house. Kate exits her car and takes a moment to admire Abby's home, this being the first time she has seen it. It's a double-story house, which surprises Kate, wondering how the forensic scientist can afford such a mansion-like home.
Kate almost expected to find Abby's address leading her to a cemetery, knowing the scientist's bedding as a coffin. But Kate knows there is more to Abby than her Gothic lifestyle.
Kate admires Abby for her knowledge and skill in forensic analysis. But lately, Kate has been worried about her friend. Abby seems more distracted than usual. Her workload hasn't suffered, but Kate is still suspicious.
She suspects a new man is in Abby's love life, although when Kate questions her, Abby keeps quiet. However, Kate did notice a big smirk on Abby's face, enjoying keeping the secret.
Kate had tried to contact Abby on her phone, but it had gone straight to voicemail. Causing Kate to visit Abby's home. She walks up to the front door and rings the doorbell.
Instead of a regular door chime for the doorbell, a mechanical spooky laugh echoes throughout Abby's door. Kate chuckles at Abby's doorbell, but there is no answer.
Kate rings the doorbell again, but there is no answer. Kate tries the door and is surprised to find the front door unlocked. She instinctively takes out her sidearm from her belt holster.
Kate has seen enough crime scenes to know that an unlocked front door could be dangerous. Kate slowly enters the house; music echoes within the household.
"That's Android Lust. One of Abby's favourite bands." Kate thought to herself.
Even though the music emanates from upstairs, Kate checks every room on the ground level.
There are no lights on. Having no flashlight, she uses the torch on her phone to see. Kate finds no sign of Abby downstairs.
Kate slowly ascends the staircase, taking each step at a time. The music of Android Lust gets louder as Kate follows the noise to a specific room. It is the only room with a light emanating from a partially open door. Kate lowers her sidearm and switches off the torch on her phone before peeking inside.
Kate's eyes widened in a cartoon fashion, and her jaw dropped at what she saw. Abby is strapped to a queen-sized bed naked; she is breathing heavily, with her chest rising and falling rapidly. Her C-cup-sized breasts shifted up and down, nipples erect and pointing to the ceiling.
Leather cuffs bind Abby's wrists and ankles. The wrist and ankle cuffs are soft padded velvet with a metal buckle. The cuffs had an O-ring clasp that is attached to straps. These long black straps are tied to the corner posts of the king-size bed.
Abby is lying face up; her head is facing the door. If she hadn't worn a black blindfold, Abby would have seen Kate peeking through the partially open door. This blindfold is made of black vegan leather with red trim, light padding, and soft satin liner lining and is fitted with an elastic head strap.
Abby lifts her head a little, making Kate back up a step, afraid of being seen. Abby's long, flowing black hair is tied in braids. She turns her from side to side, looking for something or someone. It turns out the latter as a figure comes close to the bed.
The only light inside is the two lamps on either side of the bed, on top of two small cupboards. Hence why the room is so dark, almost black. Kate could not see this figure before, but as he moves closer to Abby, Kate chokes back a gasp, recognising the man.
The figure is Gerald, Dr Mallard's assistant in autopsy. At first, Kate didn't recognise the man without any clothes on. Kate can make out Gerald in the dark room because of what he is holding: a thin candle with red wax.
But what has Kate's attention more so is Gerald's lower body. For there, pointing upward, bobbing up and down, is Gerald's massive twelve-inch thick black cock.
"Good God! How big is that thing!?" Kate thought, staring at the black anaconda.
"That dick belongs on a horse."
Kate is mesmerised and almost intimidated by the size of Gerald's shaft. She is taking note of not just the length but the thickness as well. She notices the dark colour of the black cock is almost glistening in the candlelight. Kate doesn't know that the glistening is from Abby's saliva from servicing Gerald's shaft earlier. She also notices Gerald's large testicles, also shining from Abby's oral work. Kate swallows at the very size of them.
Gerald has a big smile, watching Abby lying almost helpless on the bed. Every step he takes makes Abby incline her head toward the sound of his footsteps, trying to locate Gerald.
"Oh, Master? Where are you hiding?" Abby calls out in a teasing tone, smiling happily.
Kate is so shocked by calling Gerald's master that she almost drops her gun and phone. There is some sort of master-and-slave sexual dynamic going on here. However, Kate can see Abby's happiness on her face despite being bound to the bed.
Gerald merely grins as he tips the red candle over Abby's nude form. Abby squeals as the hot wax splatters on her body. Gerald aims the drops of hot wax at Abby's chest and stomach. Her body shakes violently as the straps threaten to break from the thrashing. But the straps and cuffs stay strong, keeping Abby in place as more hot wax is poured on her.
Kate becomes very heated around her neck and face. Her nipples become so erect that they are poking into the cup of her bra. Kate has never been this turned on before. Her pussy becomes so wet that it stains her underwear. Kate can feel her vagina juices trickle down her long pants. She kneels, in the hallway, to stem the flow of pussy juice.
Kate sees no danger to herself or the others. She lowers her gun to the floor, gets her phone and turns it off. Kate gets rid of all distractions to watch the scene before her.
Gerald stops dripping hot wax on Abby. He waits a minute or two for the wax to dry and harden on her skin. Gerald runs his fingertips across Abby's body, starting at the feet and working his way upward.
Abby, at first, stiffness from his touch. Expecting more hot wax to fall on her body. Instead, she visibly calms and moans as Gerald plays with her. He traces his fingertips up from the legs to Abby's chest.
Gerald purposefully ignores playing with Abby's erect nipples, which drives her crazy about being ignored. He stands close to the head of the bed, close to Abby's head. Either by smell or maybe from instinct Abby inclines her head towards Gerald's giant cock, bobbing a couple of inches near her face.
He smiles at Abby, blindly reaching out for him. Opening her mouth wide, hinting for Gerald to stuff his big black cock in her mouth. Again, he only teases Abby. Gerald takes hold of his massive cock and uses it to Turkey slap Abby against her lips and cheeks.
Abby coos at Gerald, lightly slapping her, the weight of his thick cock feeling so heavy against her skin. Abby sticks her tongue out, only getting a partial taste of his salty, musky shaft. She runs her tongue up and down the length of that black anaconda.
Kate unbuttons her pants, sliding her right hand inside her pants to play with herself. She uses her other hand to steady herself on the doorframe. Kate bites her lower lip to stifle herself from groaning aloud while slowly inserting two fingers in her hot pussy. Kate doesn't need any lubrication on how wet she is. But when Gerald moves closer towards Abby, it blocks Kate's view of the action. Kate frowns at this setback just as she is close to reaching orgasm. Now Kate can only listen, but that makes it even more erotic.
The sound of Abby sucking and on drives Kate crazy. Abby moans happily as she makes oral love to Gerald's shaft. Slurping away like Abby is devouring a delicious ice cream. She pauses to speak while rubbing her face against the black like a cat wanting to be petted.
"God, this thick black cock. Mmmm-hmmmm, it tastes so good. Better than a CatPow. Sooo salty and manly."
Abby takes a big sniff of Gerald's shaft, shivering from the musky smell. She quickly brings that thick black back into her mouth. Gerald loves Abby's oral work; she has become a true artist at sucking cock.
Her tongue works, swirling around with little room in her mouth, confined by the thick black shaft. Gerald recalls a time when Abby used to struggle, gag and tear up when taking his massive meat down her throat. Gerald leans over and releases the bindings on Abby's wrists.
Almost immediately, Abby uses her hands, sliding her hands up and down Gerald's shaft. Abby works fast from the excitement of getting her hands on Gerald's thick black rod but also from the amount of spit. Saliva drips off Gerald's cock, runs down its length and drips his big black balls.
But Gerald wants more; he grimaces from the strain of holding back from chumming in Abby's mouth. Regretfully, Gerald takes a stepfather back, out of reach from Abby's vacuum-like mouth. Abby groans in frustration.
"Come on, G, don't leave me hanging. I was so close to..."
Abby trails off as she brings her hands down to her wet pussy. Abby moans as she uses her fingertips to pull her pussy lips apart. Abby shows off her honeypot gaping hole to Gerald, literally leaking. Abby's vagina is leaking so much that a big wet stain is starting to form on the bed sheets.
Gerald growls, which makes Abby giggle and happy at that response. He fights the urge to climb up on the bed and spear his cock into her vagina. He resists, though, knowing Abby is only teasing him and not giving what she wants but doing what he wants. Gerald quickly unbinds the straps on Abby's ankles while she motions to remove her black blindfold but stops.
"Can I?" she asks.
