Nearing the end -- this is the fifth chapter of the six-part story. Go ahead if you want to just jump into the scene, but if you haven't already, I would encourage you to read the first four chapters to see how our victims ended up where they are. Your feedback and comments are welcomed. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
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The HD feed of holding cell one was capturing the frantic actions of Escobar and his prized victim. As soon as Cammy and Ryan left with the State Lieutenant, the man known as the 'Gunrunner' dragged the defenseless ATF agent into the jail cell. After slapping both sides of her face with thundering smacks, he slammed Jessica hard against the metal bars and pressed the police baton across her throat.
"You are mine, Miss Koch. Am I not a man of my word?"
Dazed, the blonde agent felt the sleeves of her jacket being tugged down her arms. In a series of lightning-like moves, Escobar first pinned Jessica's right wrist to the hard steel bar to handcuff them together, then followed up with a forceful but measured punch to her stomach. As she doubled over and gasped for air, Escobar took a hold of her right ankle and cuffed it to the jail bar as well.
"Much better. How many times have you had the pleasure of placing handcuffs on me, Miss Koch?"
Not waiting for a response, the excited Mexican forcefully savoured Jessica's sweet lips and tongue with his own. Like a child in a candy store, Escobar just couldn't decide where to focus his attention on. He ran his hand through her soft blonde strands, relished her smooth, perfect skin, and inhaled her lovely scent with no further impediment.
"I have a confession, I have imaginations of your tetas, from Day Uno. Now... reveal your titties to me, Miss Koch."
"Go fuck yourself, Escobar."
He smiled at the insult -- then slapped her hard, sending Jessica's head back and smacking into the metal bar. His hand closed in on her throat, squeezing slowly.
"You will undress your top for Escobar now. Otherwise I will remove it myself, during which you will be severely injured."
Still dazed but with murder in her eyes, Jessica tugged at the undersized tank-top. With one wrist handcuffed to the metal bar, she struggled at completing her task. The Mexican ogled at her, as the thin cotton material rested on top of her bare, heaving breasts.
"Stop there, Miss Koch." Instinctively she raised her arm to cover herself, but Escobar promptly slapped it down.
"You have nothing to hide." He leered. With both hands, he eagerly squeezed and worked on her ample tits. "Yes, my... lovely Federale. You are, deli-cious, perfect, over my... imagination." He panted, between more kisses.
Jessica was about to scream when his aggressive fingertips honed in on her sensitive nipples. As if reading her mind, a hand flew up and covered her mouth. The next thing she knew, Escobar had spun her around and pressed her face against the cold metal bars.
"Oh, but I am being very gentle with you, my dear." He whispered in a raspy tone, ignoring her muffled cry as he released her from the harsh nipple twist. "Now, please refrain from crying out, or I will be forced to show you pain. Yes?"
The ATF agent nodded in pain, then watched helplessly as her former prisoner tore off the button on her trousers. With a roar, he destroyed the pants' zipper and impatiently pulled her pants down. He chuckled at the cuffs binding Jessica's ankle, and decided to leave the ruined khakis there.
"Beautiful. Just... magnífico." Escobar sighed, as he admired Jessica's bare, jutting ass and her smooth, tall legs. What began as gentle caress of those parts quickly escalated into greedy grabbing of her fine buttocks.
"You will pay for this, Escobar. You will be a hunted man for the rest of--"
"Silence!" He ordered, punctuated by a stinging slap across her cheeks. "Now open your legs for me, my dear. Further!"
With both hands, he easily spread apart her ass cheeks and was immediately mesmerized by the sight of her puckered asshole. His thumbs crawled closer in until her muscles instinctively tightened up to ward off the invasion. Fascinated, Escobar teased the agent with his digits until his thumb wormed its way inside.
"Ahh! You bastard! Mmmppphhh..."
"Naughty agent. You must mind your manners before Escobar." He shook his head, as if speaking to a child. With one hand cupping her mouth, the arms-dealer took careful aim and smacked down hard on her exposed bottom. Her cry of agony only encouraged Escobar to continue the loud and humiliating spanking.
"Your... what is the word... yes, your squeals, they are most sexy, my dear." He added, finally pausing to rest his palm on her hot, glowing butt cheeks. "Now, will you be a good Federale? Very well. Turn around, and allow me to examine your pussy."
Degraded and defeated, the Jessica tip-toed on the cool concrete floor until she faced her ex-prisoner. He applied more handcuffs on her left side until she stood naked, spread out in a giant 'X' and bound to the jail metal bars. Satisfied with her immobility, Escobar slid his hand over her crotch, relishing the sensation of her blonde curls on his palm.
"Spread yourself." He demanded. It was a symbolic gesture, since her legs were already forced apart. Soon, his fingers gained access to her puffy pussy lips. Not entirely surprised by the slick wetness present, Escobar explored her cunt with patience. Before long, two of his fingers were buried deep, right up to the knuckles.
"Delicious, wouldn't you agree?" Escobar complimented, passing his slippery digits from his mouth to Jessica's lips. She parted them reluctantly, and was made to suckle on his fingers. While he happily repeated his visit to her pussy, Escobar returned his attention to Jessica's firm breasts.
He toyed with them, lifting and caressing her mounds. In due time, he lowered his mouth to them and teased her pink nubs with his tongue. The son-of-a-bitch was taking his time, Jessica realized helplessly. She gasped sharply when his hand returned to work on her cunt, until he could feel her juices flowing and subtle, but growing desire, to meet his intruder fingers.
"D-damn you, Escobar."
"This is desirable, yes? I believe you are ready for Escobar." He smiled, tearing off his orange prisoner jumpsuit. The dark tattoos and intense scars over his rippling muscles were a definite source of intimidation for the ATF agent, but her eyes were glued to his full erection, with its raging mushroom head pointed straight at her...
"Do not be concerned, Miss Koch. That perra, the slut... police deputy, was very helpful to give me some... immediate relief. I will not be hurried with you."
He took a step forward, taking his cock and sliding the head slowly along the wet crease of her cunt. The arms-dealer grinned triumphantly when a long moan escaped from the bound agent. Jessica's moan abruptly transformed into a shriek of pleasure when her former prisoner drove deep into her, taking care to slide along her hardened clit.
