This is part 3 of the Detroit's Finest series and I would strongly suggest reading the first two before beginning. I have a few other ideas for the stories continuation so stay tuned. And, if you enjoy the stor, then I would encourage you to check out some of my other works, including Iron Order, which is also ongoing.
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Kira grabbed Jenn by her hair and unceremoniously dragged her from the living room into the adjoining bedroom, throwing her down onto the mattress in the middle of the room. She landed on her front and quickly rolled over onto her back, before sitting up and carefully looking around.
The bedroom was much like how she remembered it, spartan, run down, dirty. The mattress had a black sheet covering it, but it was quite obvious that it had been soiled numerous times and never washed. Jenn looked up at Kira and, doing her best to keep the fear from her voice, demanded to be released.
"You'll never get away with this," promised Jenn. "I'm not some street hooker, I'm a police officer. Do you actually think you can pimp me out, that not one of the men who watched that sick video of yours is going to call the police and report you?"
"Ha, we'll see," smirked Kira as she walked out of the room momentarily to retrieve her bag as well as Jenn's discarded clothing. "Maybe it gets reported, your cop buddies come save you, and I go to jail. Or maybe you have so many customers that I'm rich and you don't walk right for a week!" laughed Kira as she loosened the straps of the strapon and shimmied out of the harness.
Letting the fake cock fall to the floor at her feet, Kira picked up Jenn's panties and slipped them on before admiring herself in a full length mirror leaning up against one of the walls.
Jenn didn't have to wait long to find out her fate. No more than ten minutes passed before the front door opened and the sound of two men talking to one another could be heard. Jenn knew Kira was right when those first two men entered the bedroom and practically salivated as they ran their eyes over her body, they had no interest in helping her.
"It's five hundred a piece boys, do what you want with her but as soon as you cum your time is done, understood?"
They paid without a second's hesitation.
The first guy stepped up, he was a bit younger than Jenn but looked normal, like someone Jenn would've dated if she were single. As soon as he started unbuckling his belt Jenn pleaded for him to stop.
"You don't want to do this, I'm a cop, you need to get me out of here or you and your friend are going to spend the rest of your natural lives in jail!"
But the guy simply ignored her, pulled his stiffening dick from his pants, and approached Jenn who was still kneeling on the mattress, naked, cuffed, and helpless.
"Suck it," he demanded as he grabbed her by the back of her hair and presented her with his now fully erect dick.
"Fuck you," Jenn protested and then sputtered as he pushed his cock past her lips and into her warm mouth. Jenn gagged as he pushed his seven inch cock right to the back of her throat and held it there for a few seconds before pulling it out.
"Now suck it, just like you did with that girl's strap."
Jenn had no choice and so she did what she had to and leaned forward, taking the man's dick in her mouth. As his dick slid back and forth across her tongue, Jenn hoped that soon maybe her police colleagues or someone would arrive to rescue her. They didn't.
Jenn must've knelt there and sucked that guy's dick for ten minutes. And as those first ten minutes ticked by, a few more guys walked into the house, each one staring lustily and stroking their own stiffening cocks as Jenn sucked dick in front of all of them.
Soon the man started to take over, pushing his dick in and out of her mouth faster and faster. Jenn felt the man tense up and she tried to pull away but he grabbed her hair and kept her from moving as he groaned loudly and then erupted in her mouth, shooting streams of hot cum down the back of her throat. Jenn swallowed about half of his load to keep from choking, before the guy pulled out and shot the other half all over her face.
All of the other men let out a raucous cheer as the young man stepped away. Jenn knelt there in shock as cum dribbled down her face onto her chin before falling to the mattress between her legs.
The man's friend stepped up and took off all his clothes. He looked like an overweight, sweaty loser with a small cock no more than four inches long. He didn't say anything as he walked up to Jenn and pushed her down onto her back before kneeling between her legs.
"No, get off me you fat fuck," yelled Jenn as the man fell on top of her.
Jenn struggled as the slob shifted his weight and tried to push his cock inside her. But it was no use, she was handcuffed and though short, he was at least two hundred and fifty pounds. Despite being awkward and obviously inexperienced, the man eventually found her slit and buried his smaller cock inside her.
Jenn lay frozen, not making a sound as the man grunted loudly and fucked her for less than a minute before he abruptly pulled out, shuttered, and came all over her stomach. The other men laughed and the embarrassed overweight guy got off her, grabbed his clothes, and promptly left the bedroom.
"Please," begged Jenn who now counted at least five other men waiting their turn, "Please, let me go, just let me go, I'm engaged."
"Sure baby, I'll let you go," said a guy hidden at the back of the pack.
But Jenn's hopes of salvation were quickly dashed as he pushed his way through the group holding a handcuff key in his hand. "Oh no," she thought as she immediately recognized the man as Trevor, a petty criminal who had always given her the creeps
"Hello officer," Trevor smiled as he observed the recognition on Jenn's face. Trevor was a skinny, white trash, drug addict who Jenn had arrested a half dozen times. He had always made lewd comments about her looks when being taken to jail and even threatened to rape her once before, should he ever find her alone on the street. He was skinny and dirty, wearing a pair of track pants and a stained white tank top.
"Trevor, stop," ordered Jenn as he walked up to the mattress.
"Turn around," he replied, holding up the handcuff key in his hand, "And lay on your stomach."
Jenn was naturally suspicious, and defiantly refused to do as she was told. So he grabbed her by the hair and roughly forced her down onto her stomach.
Trevor straddled the back of Jenn's thighs and rested his hand on her mid back. He leaned forward until he was laying on top of her and quietly whispered in her ear, "You're in no position to be giving orders this time bitch. I'm going to take your cuffs off but that doesn't mean I'm not going to fuck you!"
It became apparent to Jenn that Trevor was intent on not only having his way with her, but obviously wanted to dominate her in the process, likely due to all the times she had emasculated him in the past.
Trevor used the key and released the first handcuff and Jenn didn't move. He then did the same to the second and Jenn instantly twisted underneath him, attempting to better her position, which she did.
Now on her back Jenn reached up and tried to push Trevor off of her but he was quick and grabbed her arms, pinning them down with surprising strength. Jenn planted her feet, bridged, and tried to buck and roll Trevor off to the side, but she couldn't get him off. She twistee and pulled her hands free and managed to land a couple blows, but from her back they didn't seem to faze the skinny drug addict at all. Trevor, now growing frustrated at his inability to control Jenn, finally punched her hard in the stomach twice, knocking the wind from her.
The rest of the men objected to the unnecessary violence, calling Trevor a pussy, but none of them interfered. He then forcefully rolled her back onto her front as she struggled to catch her breath.
Jenn continued wheezing on the mattress while Trevor stood, stripping off his track pants and tank top in seconds. Now naked, Trevor stroked his thick, hard, and slightly bent seven and a half inch cock. Jenn tried to crawl away but Trevor quickly straddled her again, grabbed her left arm, and twisted it behind her back. Jenn grunted as Trevor pressed his weight down on her back and grabbed her hard by the hair with his other hand.
"Stop," groaned Jenn as her hair was pulled back and she felt Trevor's disgusting cock slide between the crack of her ass, "Get the fuck off of me!"
But Trevor ignored her, pressed the head of his dick against the upturned entrance to her pussy and, keeping her pinned to the mattress, roughly pushed the first few inches inside her, causing Jenn to cry out in pain.
"Fuckkkk," groaned Jenn who could do nothing as Trevor slowly pushed more and more of his dick inside her.
"Damn this bitch is tight," called out Trevor to his captive audience as Jenn finally felt his hips push all the way up against her ass. Trevor kept Jenn pressed flat on her stomach, his legs pinning her own, as he pulled most of the way out slowly, before slamming his bent veiny cock back inside her.
Jenn groaned loudly as she was taken from behind. Trevor started steadily fucking her, slowly at first, and then faster as her body unwillingly started to respond and lubricate, allowing his dick to slide in and out more freely.
"Ow, stop, please Trevor, you're hurting me," begged Jenn.
"Never. I told you I was going to fuck you bitch, and that's what I'm going to do. You're not so tough now are you?!?" mocked Trevor as he took her.
Releasing all his pent up rage, Trevor pressed Jenn down hard into the mattress and fucked her hard for a couple minutes before he has to stop to catch his breath. He waited a moment and then, with his dick still buried inside her, Trevor pushed his legs between Jenn's and spread them apart. He sat up, grabbed her hips hard and pulled her ass back and up off the mattress with him.
Jenn moaned pitifully as he pulled his dick nearly all the way out of her pussy before ploughing back into her as hard as he could.
"Ugghh, fuck," cried Jenn as she clawed at the soiled black sheets.
