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White Slave Cop
Dean King

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Amy was supposed to be working undercover. But that wasn't supposed to put her under the covers with a handsome, suspected white slaver. When she lost control and gave in to her own lust, however, she found herself tricked, trapped, and then spirited away to a training centre where pretty young girls were abused, broken, trained and sold. Then it was on to auction and shipment overseas, to the harem of a cruel Arab Sheik who hated Americans.

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"e;Come on sweetie, you're not stupid. You know what I mean."e;

He patted his lap.

She moved over him and he pulled her down so she was straddling his lap facing him. His hands cupped her buttocks again, and his mouth returned to her breasts, sucking one and then the other.

"e;Undo my pants,"e; he commanded.

Listlessly, she moved her hands down and unsnapped the top of his pants and unzipped it.

"e;Now pull my pants down,"e; he said.

She fought to pull them down, and had to get up before he would move his ass up a little and let her jerk them loos. She sat down again on his naked thighs, waiting.

"e;Now put it in and start fucking,” he said.

He gripped her hair fiercely and twisted her head sideways.

"e;And you better be good baby!"e; he scowled.

Amy sat up and grabbed his cock, placing it at the entrance to her sore pussy slit. He glared at her until she finally sank down onto it, enveloping the fat white prick in her hot pink cunthole.

She began fucking him, raising and lowering herself onto his rigid penis until his cum spurted up into her.

"e;Good girl. Now suck my cock clean,” he directed.

She tiredly bent her head and licked it off until it shone with spit. He pulled his pants up, then and dragged her out of the room.

He pulled her out of the little shack to the front where the black man was waiting. There was a video camera mounted on a tripod near the door. There were also four stakes buried in the earth.

They made her lie back on the sand and then tied her wrists and ankles down to the stakes so she was spread-eagled. The blonde man sprayed some water on her from a squirt gun so her skin shone in the sunlight, then he played with the camera and began filming her.

"e;This is for your friends back home sweetie,” he grinned. "e;It'll show em what happens to lady cops who stick their noses in where they don't belong.”

Amy peered at the camera. It was positioned between her legs so it was staring right up her body. The thought of her friends seeing the tape made her ill. She wondered how she would ever face them again, even if she did somehow manage to get out of here.

They didn't leave her there long. The sheiks liked their toys as white as they came, and they didn't want her getting even a slight tan.

She woke up in the dark. She was in the same room again, on the bed. Her mouth and throat felt dry as a bone. The air was dry as well, and hotter than anything she'd ever felt before.

She lay there for several long hours, her throat almost aching with the need for water. She felt sick and woozy, and weak. In spite of her weariness, she got out of bed and crawled around the darkened room searching for water, or any kind of liquid.

In desperation, she pounded at the door. After several minutes the door was flung open, knocking her back onto her shoulders on the bare floor. A figure stood there, shadowed by the light coming from the next room.

"e;What the fuck do you want?"e;

"e;Water,” she croaked.

"e;What was that sweetie?"e;

"e;Please! Can I have some water!"e; she begged

He laughed and slammed the door again.

More hours passed. She lost track of time.

The door opened again.

"e;Water!"e; she croaked.

"e;Maybe tomorrow."e;

The door closed again.

Finally the door opened again. The lights in the room went on. She tried to get out of bed only to fall on the floor. She cried in misery.

The three men came into the room staring down at the weeping girl. "e;I think we can start now,” one said.

White brought a bucket of water into the room and set it on the floor. Amy saw it and lunged forward, only to be shoved back by the black man. He grabbed her by the hair and forced her onto her knees.

"e;Okay watch this,” White said.

"e;Do you want some water Amy?"e; he asked.

She nodded her head frantically, staring fixedly at the bucket.

"e;If you want some water, you have to do what we tell you. Do you understand Amy?"e; he asked.

She nodded again, her eyes never leaving the bucket. White skinned off his pants and stuck his cock into the water, splashing some on his balls and groin.

"e;Suck this Amy. Suck this and you'll get water,” he told her.

She felt the wetness against her lips and opened them greedily. Her mouth closed around the cock, sucking desperately at the moisture. Her yearning tongue slid all over the cock and rotted up around his balls and groin. Her mouth was so dry; it had the effect of drying off his cock.

He dipped it in the bucket again and pushed the now hardened organ at her. He repeated the process a dozen times, then let the black and then Manuel do it. Finally White cupped a double handful of water before her and let her mouth sink into them as she desperately sucked up the liquid.

Before they left, he dumped the bucket of water on the desiccated girl, soaking her. She flopped around trying to lick it off the floor before it dribbled through the cracks and disappeared. The door slammed shut again, and the light went off.

She licked as much water from the floor and her body as she could, even wringing her hair into her mouth. It all amounted to a tiny amount though, and she was far from being sated. The day wore on in the stifling room. Amy's mouth was as bone dry as before and getting worse. Her lips were cracked from dryness, and her head was dazed and her body shivered.

She crawled around on the floor sniffing around to see if she'd somehow missed some of the water. She was half delirious from dehydration.

The door opened again, and the lights came on. The same routine as before occurred. This time she didn't need any instructions as she pushed her mouth up into their crotches and sucked ravenously at the wetness. Again, they dumped the bucket on her so all she got was dribbles.

The next time they came, they made her perform tricks for them, promising her a handful of water for each trick. She rolled over and sat, and did a somersault on command as they laughed. Each time she would crawl up to one of the men and slurp greedily out of his palm.

"e;Get down on your hands and knees,” White ordered.

She moved quickly to obey. When she didn't move fast enough they didn't give her any water.

One of the men knelt behind her and pushed his erection into her pussy. He fucked her hard and fast for several minutes. At first she didn't move, but the man with the water told her to push her ass backward to meet each stroke, so she started doing that. A warm feeling came up from her crotch, making her feel good. When the man finished she was given a palm full of water. She slurped away happily.

It was nearly a full day later that they returned. They didn't want to give her too much water.

She was starved for liquids again and crawled forward quickly as soon as they came in.

"e;Hands and knees,” one of the men called immediately.

She was already on her hands and knees, but she knew what he meant and positioned herself with her legs apart and her ass raised high. A man got behind her and pushed his thing inside her cunthole. He gasped and grunted as he fucked into her tight little cleft. Amy sighed happily, liking the feeling and knowing she would soon be given water.

The next thing they wanted was for her to lie on the bed and play with her crotchhole. They gave her a buzzing rubber thing, a vibrator, she remembered. Anyway, she buzzed it around her slit and her little bump. Her cunt felt happy at the buzzing.

Soon she started instinctively humping her crotch toward the vibrator as she ran it over her clit. She gasped as a burst of pleasure ran through her body. Then she was given another handful of water.

"e;Come here, bitch!"e;

She jumped up from her mat in the corner and raced across the room on her knees to kneel in front of the man. He pushed his chair away from the table and patted his pants. She eagerly undid the pants and pulled his cock out.

Her mouth devoured the meaty dick, deep throating him with ease as she worked her tongue and lips up and down the sensitive flesh.

"e;Shit! You sure got her trained,” Manuel said, shaking his head.

White looked over at him grinning. "e;That&s why we get the big bucks."e;

It had only been a couple of weeks since they&d brought the policewoman here, and yet White's "e;Training"e; had turned the rebellious woman into a mindless little slave. She could jump and fetch better than any dog. It only took the flick of a finger to bring her scurrying over to spread her lips or legs around a mans cock.

Manuel brought his hand down on her head as he drove his cock upward into her mouth and sprayed her with his cum.

Amy sucked the jism down with satisfaction. She loved taking the gooey stuff into her body. She didn't care if it was her mouth, her cunt, or her asshole. She was only happy when she was fucking or being fucked now. After they had left her that last time, they'd thrown the vibrator in with her. She had played with the thing, seeking the pleasure she had gotten the first time.

She had plunged the thing in and out of her cunt, repeatedly bringing herself off. She had worn out the batteries in a few hours.

Now fucking was the only thing on her mind. Thoughts of the NYPD were far far away. Each time one of the men threw her to the floor and drove their hard cocks down her crotch hole she groaned in delight. Each time they took her kneeling; ramming their dicks into her cunt or asshole she mewled and purred against them, ramming her ass back to meet each stroke.

The three of them took her repeatedly, in every imaginable position and combination. She never complained. She never complained or protested about anything anymore. Whenever one of them wasn&t fucking her she would crawl around the room waving her ass at them like a bitch dog in heat, trying to entice them to screw her.

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