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THE CRIME SCENE
By Sandra Lyden
2/17/08
“10-42, are you in call?”
I picked up the mic. “10-42 check,” I responded.
“We’ve got a suspicious character at 1100 Water Street. Can you check it out?”
“It’s not far from me.”
“Proceed with caution, you’re alone and we don’t need to lose you.”
“Copy. I’ll call for back up if I need it.”
“10-4.”
I put the mic up and made a U-turn at the next red light. I had my lights on only as I approached the infiltrated scene.
Headquarters was right, I was alone tonight. My partner had called off with the flu as with almost half the force. Just what we needed in this crime filled city.
I parked the car and turned off all the lights. I got out checked my gear and proceeded towards the warehouse with extra caution.
I sucked my body close to the wall of the warehouse and drew my gun. I held it up ready for use aiming towards the sky. As I made my way to the warehouse entrance I stopped now and then to listen.
I heard only my breath…and heart beat…
A small crash came from my right and I spun aiming my gun. I gasped for air my heart jump starting to racing. I waited. The shadows hid me for now.
A moment later I was again creeping towards the warehouse entrance. I now stood at the door frame. The door was open a jar.
I took a deep breath and slowly let it out. I slowly pushed the door open with the gun gripped between both hands. I peeked around the corner of the very dimly lit mammoth room.
I listened.
My own breath again.
I held it.
Silence.
I breathed.
A noise from within the building. Something falling.
I held my breath again and waited.
Then nothing.
I breathed in deeply and out slowly. Not to make much noise.
I stepped into the building and walked through the room. I looked left and right as I walked. Gun still held between my two hands.
I gasped for air as he crushed my windpipe further.
“K,” I gasped.
He cuffed my wrists behind my back with my own handcuffs threw a hood over my head and secured it around my throat. He shoved a ball into my mouth and tied it behind my head.
He proceeded to yank me along with him back out of the warehouse. A moment later I heard a vehicle door open. I was pushed in onto my stomach where my ankles and knees were bound together and then hooked to my wrists. A hop tie.
I made my way towards the warehouse office where I saw a small light coming from under the door.
I breathed heavily as my heart began to race in my chest again.
I stepped up to the door and waited. I kicked the door open in one try aiming my gun into an empty room.
I sighed as I lowered the gun.
Suddenly I was in a choke hold with my own baton. Someone crushed me at the windpipe with it.
I gasped for air.
“Drop the gun cunt.”
My hands opened immediately and it fell to the floor with a clunk.
“We’re alone so crying out for help is pointless cunt.”
“What do you want?” I croaked.
“You cunt.”
“Why?”
“To be my sex slave.”
I groaned.
SMACK!
“Mm!”
He slapped my ass.
“We’re going to have loads of fun cunt.”
The door closed and we were on our way soon after.
My shoulders began to cramp and my arms and hands to fall asleep. A Charlie horse threatened my thighs.
The van came to a permanent stop sometime forever to my knowledge later. The side door opened and my hog tie was released. He untied my ankles and knees grabbed me by the elbow ropes and pulled me along with him.
I tripped up a step and he pulled me back on my feet.
“Mm!”
“Sorry, stair,” he mocked.
We moved further I hesitating at each step as I was lead blindly through a building.
“More stairs cunt.”
I stumbled down them as he continued to hold to my elbows.
He pulled me to a stop suddenly and shoved me down into a chair.
He grabbed me at the jaw and held. “You’re nowhere near any help cunt. I’m going to remove the gag, so no calling out. Understand?”
I did. I nodded.
He removed the ball.
“I can’t feel my hands,” I stated softly.
He laughed.
“I fail to see what’s so funny.”
“My cunt has guts. This proves to be a challenge.”
“I’m a trained officer of the law, why wouldn’t I?”
He removed his hand from my jaw.
SMACK!
My head jerked to the right after he struck my left cheek.
“I will persuade you to be my sex slave cunt. I have never failed yet.”
“Where are your prior victims then?”
“Sold into slavery. I wish to keep you as my own.”
“What if I don’t wish it? I’ll be missed.”
“I’ve done research cunt. You won’t be missed by anyone.”
“The force will.”
“Not. I’ve taken special care to help you disappear. You need to remember, I am a professional in this. That’s enough!”
He stood me up and untied my elbows and wrists. He unbuttoned my jacket and pulled it off my body. He bound my wrists in front of me then he fumbled and raised them above my head.
I suddenly felt my utility belt fall free from me.
“I need you to hold real still cunt.”
Something flat and cold touched the collar of my throat.
“What’s that?”
“A very sharp knife.”
He nicked my throat to demonstrate its sharpness.
I gasped.
“Don’t worry cunt I have plenty of experience.”
With a few motions my shirt was falling off me in pieces.
My pants were to follow as he slit the waistline and let them fall to the floor.
“Kick them off.”
I hesitated and then felt the knife against my chest.
I gasped.
“Do it,” he demanded. He made another small cut.
“No!” I gasped.
I lift my foot out of the pant leg and let the other kick it away.
“You’ll learn to listen cunt.”
SLAP!
“Ow!”
SLAP!
“Oh!”
SLAP!
“Oh God!”
SLAP!
“No!”
“More?”
SLAP!
“No!”
“Keep it up?”
SLAP!
“UH!”
SLAP!
“Ung!”
SLAP!
“Mm!” I tried not to cry.
SLAP!
I bit my lip as I groaned.
SLAP!
I groaned. Tears threatened to if he continued.
SLAP!
SLAP!
SLAP!
His hand then rubbed my painful ass. But I knew he wasn’t done yet.
SMACK!
I jerked as he slapped my ass with his hand that time…
I watched him walk around my front and stop. He put a collar around my throat and fastened it snuggly against my skin. He brought my arms down from the ceiling and pulled me over to a metal stool.
He pushed me down so my knees rested on a platform in front and pushed me to bend over it.
He cuffed me to the piece of equipment at the knee then over my waist to the top and then my elbows and wrists to the front side.
He finally pulled the hood off my head and I blinked.
I looked up at him and he placed the end of a long stick under my chin.
“I think you’ll like this.”
I sighed raggedly.
He walked back behind me.
WHAP!
“Uh!”
WHAP!
“Mm!”
WHAP!
“Ng!”
WHAP!
“Mm!”
WHAP!
“Um!” I gasped for breath as I tried to channel the pain.
WHAP!
“Um!”
WHAP!
“Mm!”
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
I groaned as he struck the arch of my left foot.
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
He struck the right.
“Damn it! I don’t understand why you need to do this,” I cried out suddenly.
“You need to understand—“He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. “Is what is to be expected from a sex slave?”
I cut back a groan from his hair pull.
“You just better pray that I don’t get free and kill you.”
“I knew you were going to be a challenge Misty.”
My heart sank. How did he know my name?
“I’ve done my research cunt.”
SMACK!
“Uh!”
“Gotta love that ass cunt.”
He released the bonds I was in and pulled me up by the collar. I gasped for breath trying to keep my sanity. He pushed me across the floor and I found the strength to push back. But I didn’t expect him to be expecting it.
He snapped up my arms behind my back so quickly my face was kissing the floor.
“That stunt is punishable cunt,” he growled in my ear. He was breathing heavily, too.
“If you let me go I’ll forget the whole thing,” I grunted with his weight on me.
He got off me and yanked me up off the floor. He pulled me quickly over to a giant X along one of the walls.
“Get your feet up on the pegs cunt.”
I climbed my bare feet onto the narrow metal pegs feet rotating out. The arches of my feet dug into the metal pegs.
He cuffed my ankles to the lower part of the X-frame quickly and then my wrists to the upper part of the frame. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back.
“Mm!”
“You will regret that move cunt.”
He let my hair go by throwing it forward. A moment passed…
WHPSH!
“AAH!!”
WHPSH!
“Mm!”
WHPSH!
“Mm!”
WHPSH!
“Um!”
WHPSH!
“Ng!”
The whips tale made contact to my shoulder blades the low back my ass and thighs.
WHPSH!
“Mm!”
WHPSH!
I jerked at the contact.
WHPSH!
I grunted with a jerk.
He knew how to use the torture device.
WHPSH!
“Ung,” I jerked.
WHPSH!
“Ung!”
“Now cunt, for the punishment part.”
He’s warning me? What could it be? The welts from the whip burning and hurting already.
Suddenly he began to pour a liquid down my back. When it touched the whips welts I screamed out in agony. “Oh no!” I cried out. I squirmed in my bonds. Alcohol! He was pouring alcohol over the wounds. “No no no!”
This made my feet dig into the metal pegs hurting them to.
“Do you like that cunt?”
I choked raggedly at the pain.
“Maybe next time you’ll be better to think about things before you act on them.”
SMACK!
“Uh!”
He spanked my ass.
He removed me from the bonds of the X-frame by the wall and pulled me down onto my feet. I tried to pull away from him but he held fast to the collar.
“Still have some fight in you?” he growled.
I reached out to try get a hold on him I remembered from training but he caught my wrists and pulled them behind me and kicked me behind the knees to knock me down on them. I gasped for air and winced as they hit the hard floor. He pulled back on my hair.
“That’s enough bitch. You will be under my control.”
“Never,” I muttered.
“We’ll see about that.”
He locked cuffs around my wrists to decrease my fighting efforts. He then pulled my up onto my feet and pulled me to the next item of torture.
I watched as he lift the upper stock shoved my neck into the U shape uncuffed my wrists and shoved them in and closed the upper portion locking it down.
I stood there on sore painful feet from the pegs on the X-frame and the welts still stinging from the alcohol. But at this time I was still the victor.
He pushed my feet apart and put a bar tied to each ankle. My knees wanted to buckle but I locked them into place.
WHAK!
“Oh!!”
WHAK!
“Oh!!”
WHAK!
“Uh!”
WHACK!
“Bastard!”
WHACK!
“I’ll never—“
WHACK!
“Uh! Give in to—“
WHACK!
“You!” I grunted.
WHACK!
My eyes watered but I refused to cry.
WHACK!
“Mm!!” I squeezed my eyes shut. Concentrate elsewhere, I told myself.
His hand rubbed my blistered painful red hot ass. Then he rubbed up and down my cunt.
My eyes flew open. Shocked. No! Not that! I remained quiet. A moan threatened to bubble up. Please stop.
He put a finger into me deep.
A guttural sound escaped my throat.
“You like that cunt?
“Damn it, no!”
SMACK!
“Ung!”
“Perhaps you like that better. It’s getting you wet my dear.”
Is was, I couldn’t deny it. Damn him!
SMACK!
“Uh!”
SMACK!
“Oh God, please stop,” I begged.
SMACK!
“Uh!”
“Why cunt, aren’t you liking this?”
SMACK!
“No!” I called out.
“Fine—“ He tossed the paddle aside and it clattered to the floor. “I have something else in mind anyway.”
I sighed inwardly. I was getting tired. Mentally and physically.
He released the bar from my ankles and my knees buckled to the floor dragging on my neck. I moaned in pain.
“My cunt wearing down?”
I gasped for breath as the stock choked me.
“Get up slave.”
SWAT!
I choked a grunt forcing myself back up on shaky legs.
He removed the stock and pulled my up by the collar.
“Hm, it is late. There’s always tomorrow. You’re nearly in my command.”
“Fuck you,” I rasped.
“Still some spirit left, I like that.”
He bound my wrists in front.
“Still, I could use a good nights rest.”
He drug me over to a pallet that lay on the floor in a corner.
“Time to truss you for the night cunt. On your knees.”
He pushed me down to the mat. It was hard. The cement underneath didn’t help. He bent me on all fours wrists still bound.
Suddenly I felt something at my anal opening. I gasped. He shoved it in…
“Nooooo!” I groaned.
Then it began to expand within me. What the hell! I groaned. It was full. I felt like I had to go to the bathroom. Then he shoved something up my cunt hole and that too expanded. I groaned again—in a different tone yet.
“My cunt likes this?”
“Don’t be absurd!” I growled.
He inflated the butt plug a bit more.
“Damn you!”
“Open wide.”
I hesitated.
SMACK!
“Oh!”
He shoved the bulbous device into my mouth and inflated it until I couldn’t wedge it out. He tied it off in back of my head. My tongue couldn’t even move.
He then put a hood over my head with only nose holes to breath through. I could barely hear anything.
He pushed me over onto my side.
“Mm!”
He unbound my wrists and cuffed them to my thighs. He then began to encase my legs in cling form to the waist. Last he bound my elbows close as they could go behind my back.
“There, that’ll hold you till morning.”
I could barely hear him with the hood over my ears. But I could tell that I was now alone.
It was then that I attempted my escape. Some rope and cling wrap couldn’t hold me—could it?
When I attempted to free myself of the cling wrap the plugs in my ass and cunt shifted suddenly increasing my awareness that I needed to cum. I contemplated my position and wondered if I wiggled enough and just right I could achieve an orgasm.
Saliva was building in my mouth and I felt like I was going to choke on it. I forced it out between my cheek and the gag.
I began to move my hips forward and back and side to side to see what I could get…I was getting nothing but more and more horney.
Damn it!
I had drifted off to sleep now and then but choking on saliva always woke me. I want to kill this man. But then another part of me wanted this man to have control over her. After ten years on the force she was ready to have someone take her over. But was this the way?
I shifted again at the hips and felt an orgasm start but never peak.
Damn him!
“Wake up cunt!”
SMACK!
“Mm!!” I jerked awake and drooled saliva before I choked on it.
“Did you sleep well cunt?”
He pulled off the hood and I looked at him with angry eyes.
“Whoa,” he backed off. “If looks could kill.”
He held the knife from the day before.
“Don’t move my cunt. You know how sharp this is.”
He started at the crotch and went down to the feet to split open the cling wrap.
SMACK!
“Mm!” I squeezed my eyes closed for a second.
“Get off at all cunt?”
I jerked my head towards him.
He held up his hands. “Hey, me neither. Today, however, is a different story.”
He jerked me up off the pallet and across the room to two posts that were set into the floor. The plugs every where presenting themselves as I moved.
I moaned in misery.
He set me on my knees spread them and put my ankles into one set of the cuffs set onto the post.
“Mm!” I looked at him.
“Yes, yes.” He released the air from the mouth gag unbuckled it and took it away. “My cunt is full of drool.”
“I have to pee.”
He knelt down and poked at my bladder.
“Ung! No…I’m serious.”
“So you are. Hold on.” He grinned and stepped away. He returned with what looked like a bed pan.
“You’re kidding.”
“Hey you have to go.”
I sighed. I was so embarrassed.
“I have to go number two, too.”
“Ah, yes.”
He released the air from the cunt toy first and pulled it out. I moaned and relieved myself almost immediately. He released the butt plug and pulled it out.
“Uh!” I buckled some.
He waited.
I looked at him.
“Well?”
“Could you turn around at least?” Oh, God, how humiliating!
He sighed.
“All right, I’ll give you that much.” He stood and turned his back to me.
It took a moment before I could get myself to go. Oh the humiliation!
Damn him!
He crossed his arms and sighed. Aggrivated I noticed.
“Are you done cunt?”
“Yes,” I muttered.
He turned and took the pan away and returned with a bucket.
“What’s that?”
“We need to clean you up.”
I sighed.
“If you would’ve let me use the toilet we—“
He poured the water over me.
“AAH!! What the hell?”
It was freezing.
He came back with a second bucket.
“No!” I tried to back away but of course I was cuffed down.
He pulled out a sponge and used it under my crotch and rectum. Then he dumped the bucket over me.
“AAH! Jesus!” I sputtered.
He stepped away and returned. He pushed my head to the floor causing my ass to rise up.
THWAP!
“Uh!”
THWAP!
“Mm!”
THWAP!
“Uh!”
I shivered from the cold water drying off me as he struck my ass, thighs and back.
THWAP!
“Mm!”
THWAP!
“Ung!’
THWAP!
“Um!”
THWAP!
I gasped for air. How long could we keep this up?
THWAP!
I grunted.
THWAP!
I grunted again.
THWAP!
“AAH!!” My head popped up after he struck my cunt with the flogger.
THWAP!
“AAH! No!”
“I’ve got your attention?”
THWAP!
“Uh!” Across the ass cheek. “You’ve always had it.”
THWAP!
“Mm!”
“Really.”
THWAP!
“Damn it, really!”
THWAP!
THWAP!
THWAP!
I groaned at each strike to my ass.
He pulled me back up by the hair and stood in front of me.
“I’ve waited long enough for this.”
He placed nipple clamps on my breasts and strung a rope in the form of a slip knot around my throat.
I groaned for a moment at the nipple clamps. I watched as he undid his pants brought them down and his hard erection popped in front of my face.
I looked up at him.
“You know what I want slave.”
Oh, no, I thought.
He pulled up on the chain that was connected to the nipple clamps.
“AAH!” As it stung.
He shoved his cock into my mouth. I gulped at it. He pulled the chain again and I groaned.
I closed my lips around his cock and began to draw it in and out of my mouth.
I heard him hiss in pleasure.
“That’s it cunt.”
I tried to hold a good suction to his large cock as I brought it in and out. Only pausing now and then to swallow extra saliva.
“Don’t stop cunt.”
“Mm.”
“Was that a protest?”
I shook my head as I continued to work his cock with my mouth and tongue.
He suddenly pulled up on the rope around my neck crushing my wind pipe and cutting off air. I tried to keep going but I began to buck from the loss of air. He released a moment later and I gasped for air.
He pulled on the chain.
“Mm!”
He pushed his cock deep into my mouth and out again on his aown. I gagged on it at times and then I didn’t.
“Here it comes cunt. I want you to swallow it all.”
I felt his hot cum shoot to the back of my throat. I began to gag and choke trying to swallow it.
He pulled out.
THWAP!
“Ung!” I choked.
THWAP!
“Mm.” I couldn’t talk.
THWAP!
I groaned.
“Not bad for your first time.”
He pulled up the chain from the nipple clamps again.
“Hold this in your mouth.”
I took it into my mouth.
He untied my wrists from my thighs and bound them behind my back and then the elbows as close as they’d go.
He released my ankles from the cuffs in the floor and pulled me up onto my feet. He walked me over to a horse and stood me at the end.
He took a rope from the ceiling and tied it to my wrist restraints. Then pulled them straight up to the ceiling. I bent over the horse.
He secured my waist to the horse then he bound my knees to the legs and put a spreader bar between my ankles.
I felt awkward. I still held the chain between my teeth.
Suddenly something small and cold was placed on either side of y cunt on my inner thighs and then on either side of my nipples.
Suddenly an electrical charge was pulsating through my body.
My legs began to quiver and I groaned in pain. Forgetting about where the chain in my mouth was attached I yanked up on my on nipples.
“AAH!”
I cried out dropping the chain.
“My cunt dropped her chain.”
I still groaned from the current.
“Turn it off! Turn it off!’
“Turn it up?”
He did.
I squealed harder.
“Noooo!” I squirmed.
He turned it off. He put the chain back into my mouth.
“Don’t drop it,” he warned.
I whimpered unexpectedly.
He turned the current on again very low to start. It wasn’t uncomfortable yet.
SMACK!
“Oh!”
I dropped the chain with the unexpected paddle.
SMACK!
“Ow!”
He stuck the chain in my mouth and turned the current up high.
I dug my teeth into the chain as my legs shuddered. I groaned loudly.
“Don’t drop the chain,” he growled.
SMACK!
“Ow!” I held tight to the chain.
SMACK!
“Uh!” Tears formed. This hurt.
SMACK!
“No,” I started to cry.
SMACK!
I groaned as I cried.
SMACK!
Oh God how many more?
SMACK!
And the current was turned on high. I cried out from the pain. I didn’t know which was worse!
“Oh God! What do you want?” I wailed.
“You know what I want slave.”
SMACK!
“Nooo! Not both please,” I begged.
He cut off the current and I slumped into my bonds.
I gasped for air as my ass burned fire hot in pain.
“This is what you want cunt. All those years on the police force? You having the commanding hand? Now you know it’s time for the shoe to fit on the other foot. Admit it cunt.”
I gasped as I thought about those words. Was he right? Then it hit me, yes, he was right. I wanted someone to dominate me.
“I said—“
SMACK!
“Uh!”
“Am I right cunt?”
“Yes! You’re right.”
He threw the paddle down grabbed my hips and shoved his hard cock straight into my ass.
“AAAH!”
He thrust himself deep in and out his balls slapping my cunt each time he thrust in. As he kept the momentum up I felt my desire to cum build also.
“Please let me cum Master?”
“Not yet cunt.”
As he continued to plow my ass I couldn’t fight off the urge.
“Please may I cum. I can’t—“
“I’ll punish you further.”
I squeezed my eyes shut.
SMACK!
“Um!”
He used the flat of his hand.
SMACK!
“Um!” I whimpered. So near the edge!
SMACK!
“No!”
His finger went to my clit and rubbed as he pounded.
“Oh God! No! Please!”
“Cum cunt!”
“Uh! Uuuuh! Nng!” I came with such ferocity I had forgotten where I was, the pain I was in, what the hell I was doing.
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