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Second Place

Part 15

                               Second Place Chapter 15

Tears rolled down Terri's face as she sat in the back of the unmarked
police car.  She was alone--the officer who had busted her, and his
partner, were outside the car speaking with a gang of teenagers.  She
watched as the two cops spoke to the group of kids, even as a fresh
stream of obscene graffiti dried on the wall behind them.  

It had begun as an average night for Terri.  Carrie had come over to
Danielle's place, and the two of them had sat down to contemplate new
ways to humiliate the blonde slut, all the while passing Terri back and
forth to each other under the table.  

The two friends had made small talk.  Danielle bragged about the deal
she'd closed today, and how instrumental Terri's tits and ass had been
in making the sale.  Then she asked Carrie about Steven, Terri's
ex-husband (and the young redhead's present husband, by virtue of
having stolen him from Terri.)  Carrie had gone on and on about how
wonderful life was with Steven, taking care to explicitly describe
their sex life, and making sure to thank Danielle over and over for
having "introduced" her to Steven.  All the while, Terri had sobbed
miserably, her tears falling on the thighs of whichever woman she was
serving at the moment, as her tormentors recounted the times they'd
come into Terri and Steven's home, and fucked him in his sleep while
she was made to watch.  

"Well..Steven's a great guy.  It's terrific to see that he finally got
himself a real woman," Danielle had said.  This was met by a little
snort of disgust from under the table, which Danielle had immediately
pounced on.  "Is there a problem down there, Terri." She spoke very
distinctly, leaning under the table and cruelly twisting the slave's
nipple.

"YEOWWWWW!  No, ma'am."

"That's good to hear.  Carrie just made love to her husband, and she's
been gracious enough to come over here and allow you to lick his cum
out of her.  I'd hope you'd be grateful."

"Y-yes, ma'am."

"All the same, I think this needs to be punished."

Finally they had come up with a task for Terri.  She'd been made to
dress up in one of her sluttiest outfits, a black leather mini plus a
red tube top which barely contained her fake 36-DDD boobs.  Then she'd
been painted up with rouge and bright red lipstick.  No eye makeup--the
blonde was still prone to launching into crying jags in the middle of
whatever humiliating treatment she was being subject to.  "You need to
stop pretending you don't like being a whore," Danielle had taunted her
cruelly on several occasions.

After dressing her, the two women had driven to the east end of town, a
very shabby neighborhood which was well known for drugs, prostitution
and other assorted crime.  Here, Terri had been pushed out of the car,
and told to "not come back until you earn $600!"  She'd been frightened
beyond belief.  Danielle had pimped Terri before--in fact, she had made
quite a racket out of it, and the buxom blonde typically spent four
nights a week fucking and sucking the clientele which her boss sent her
to.  But up until now, she'd been used as a call-girl, and not as a
streetwalker.

She'd reluctantly solicited three men for blowjobs--the men were all so
scuzzy that Terri hadn't had the stomach to offer anything else.  Then,
finally, a decent looking guy had come along.  Terri had named her
price of $300.

"What do I get for $300?" the guy had asked.

Terri had named off every sex act she could think of, and before she
knew it the man, a plainclothes police officer, had had her in
handcuffs.  She had been arrested for solicitation.

Looking up, she saw that the boys were all being shooed away by the two
policemen, with the exception of one, who was being escorted over to
the police car.  As Terri watched, the kid emptied his pockets onto the
hood of the car, then was patted down in a search which produced a
switchblade knife and a small, clear pouch filled with some form of
drug.  Terri listened as the policeman explained to the young man what
his rights were, just as he had done for Terri herself a short eternity
ago, ignoring Terri's desperate, slutty offers to "settle this some
other way".  

The door opened.  "Go on, you know the way, Juan," one of the officers
directed the young man into the back of the squad car.  Terri
surreptitiously scooted her ass to the far side of the car.

"Yo, puerco, at least you got me some companionship this time.  It's
almost worth it--"

"Shut up and get in, Juan," the officer ordered, grabbing the top of
Juan's head and shoving him into the car.  He landed right in Terri's
lap, and stayed there until she scooted away.  Then, Juan stared at the
blonde's impressive cleavage while making obscene gestures with his
tongue.

"Yo, man, I take back everything I said about you puercos!  I need to
get arrested by you guys more often!!!" the young man patted Terri's
thigh.

"HEY!" Terri yelled.  "He's....touching me!  Get him away from me!"

"A whore that doesn't want to be touched," the police officer remarked.
 "That's a new one."

"Actually," said the second officer, "they make a cute couple, dontcha
think?"

"Yeah," his partner scowled, "and they'll probably both be out of jail
and back on the streets in time for her to give him a 1 a.m. special."

"I am NOT A WHORE!!!!" Terri protested again.  

Along the way to the station, the cops stopped for donuts, leaving a
terrified Terri in the police cruiser with Juan, who immediately began
fondling her tits.  

"STOP IT!!!" Terri pushed his hands away, but he was very persistent.

"Hey, I'm just trying to be friendly, no?" Despite Terri's best efforts
to resist, Juan managed to pop one of her huge breasts out of her tupe
top, taking Terri's hand at the same time and guiding it down to his
stiffening cock.  She pulled away, turning her body toward the door of
the cruiser and away from Juan.

"Hey, what the fuck?  You gonna get me all excited then turn away? 
FUCK NO!"  Juan grabbed Terri by the shoulders and tried to turn her
back around.  

"I'm....I didn't do anything to get you excited!  I just want you to
LEAVE ME ALONE!!"  

The gang member groped at Terri's bosom again; this time she turned
around and slapped him full across the face.  Juan looked stunned for a
second, then with surprising speed punched the blonde in the stomach.

"You're gonna be sorry you hit me, bitch!" Juan stated defiantly, still
a bit humilated at having been slapped, as Terri gagged and gasped for
breath.  He pulled his pants down, freeing his stiff rod from its
confinement.  "See how excited you got me?  Come here..."  Juan grabbed
a handful of Terri's blonde hair and dragged her down toward his hard
cock.  She turned her head away, and he pulled her head around by her
hair and slapped her.  

Terri knew that she could probably hold her own in a fight with this
guy.  But she knew that if the cops came back out to the car and found
the two of them fighting, there'd be more reports, more charges....more
trouble.  Not only that...but Danielle would undoubtedly find out about
the fight, and the circumstances leading up to it.  Danielle, with her
mandate that Terri was absolutely, under no circumstances, permitted to
refuse sexual favors to anyone, ever...

As Terri parted her lips and let this stranger slip his prick into her
mouth, she bitterly acknowledged that Danielle had succeeded in
tormenting and raping her in yet another way.  Beaten, she closed her
eyes and let Juan fuck her mouth.  She tried to lift her head up
several times to see if the cops were coming back, or to speak--they'd
be back any minute! but Juan wouldn't allow it.  

"Keep going till you get me off, bitch!" Juan insisted.  Terri knew
that she would be in even deeper trouble if the cops came back and
found her giving head to her fellow prisoner.  So she stopped resisting
and let him furiously fuck her mouth, adding as much tongue action as
possible and moaning loudly through her mouthful of man-meat.  By the
time his seed spewed into her mouth and down her throat, she was,
ashamedly, rather wet.  But, having gotten his rocks off, Juan was
already pulling up his pants disinterestedly and moving away from Terri.

The two policemen returned at that point, and Terri embarrassedly
fumbled to get her tube top back on as they climbed in, but they were
too devoted to their first love--donuts--to pay any attention to the
massive display of tit-flesh in the back seat.  

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"In here," the female officer ordered, opening the door of the holding
cell. About a dozen other women were in the cell, mostly prostitutes. 
Reluctantly, Terri entered.  Choosing a bench along the wall, she sat
down.

"Hey, that's my seat," a voice growled.  It belonged to a tall brunette
amazon, who appeared to be half black, half hispanic.  She also
appeared to be "in charge" of the cell, as everyone pointedly looked
the other way.  

"Sorry," Terri mumbled.  Getting up, she moved to the far corner of the
cell and sat down on another bench.

"That's my seat too," the amazon warned.  Terri stood against the wall
instead.  "That's my wall," she was inevitably told.  "And it doesn't
need your silicone ass to hold it up."

"Well, then where am I supposed--"

Terri was cut off abruptly, as the amazon crossed the distance with
surprising speed, delivering a resounding SMACK across the blonde's
face.  Then she picked Terri up by the neck with one hand and slammed
her into the wall.  

"YOU are not 'supposed' to do ANYTHING unless I TELL you to!  This is
MY home!  Do people come into YOUR home and do as they please?"  

Terri thought about her current living arrangement with Danielle, and
couldn't help herself.  She laughed, a bitter ironic laugh.  

"MY HOUSE...MY RULES!!!!" Amazon bellowed, releasing Terri, who fell to
the floor and collapsed.  "HEY!!!!! You're STILL in my SEAT!!!!  April,
get her up."  The girl to whom she spoke now, April, was a skinny,
plain-faced brunette who'd been standing on the other end of the cell
the whole time, and was a 17-year old runaway turned streetwalker. 
Like Amazon, she was clad in blue County Jail coveralls, and had
obviously been here for awhile.  Judging by the way she now hurried to
obey, crouching down and huddling next to Terri, she had obviously been
shown who was in charge in this jail cell, just as the cell's newest
occupant was now being shown.  

"Get up.  Hey.  Come on.  Up."  In a whisper, she added, "You have to."
 So with April's help, Terri shakily got up, clinging to the younger
girl for support.

"GET your hands off her," Amazon demanded now.  "First you help
yourself to my seat, now you think you can help yourself to my BITCH?" 
Clumsily, feeling very dizzy all of a sudden, Terri let go of April. 
She stood momentarily, then felt the floor begin to spin and grabbed
the other girl again on her way down, succeeding in dumping the two of
them onto the hard stone floor.

"What the FUCK are you doing to my BITCH??"

"S-s-sorry...." Terri stammered.

"SORRY my ASS!!!  You had better apologize NOW!"

Terri mumbled an apology to April.

"What kind of weak ass apology is THAT?" Amazon thundered
incredulously.  To April, "Are you going to accept that weak ass
apology?"  April, already dutifully unbuttoning her prison coveralls,
shook her head NO.  Terri was still on her hands and knees when the
teen runaway shed her outfit.  As April lay on her back and spread her
legs for Terri, she gasped as her back made contact with the very cold
floor.  

Terri knelt before April and slowly lowered her head into the younger
girl's crotch, pulling her panties to the side and gingerly licking her
clit.  April rolled her head from side to side and moaned as the blonde
bimbo's tongue quickly found its mark.  Up and down April's slit Terri
licked, sending electric shivers through the little convict's petite
body.  At the corner of her senses, Terri also felt her own skirt being
lifted, followed by the amazon's probing fingers in her ass. 
Determined to block her tormenter out, she continued eating April out,
as she'd done for dozens of other women throughout the tenure of her
ownership by Danielle.  

April concentrated on the sensations being caused by Terri's tongue. 
She knew what was in store for the newcomer, and desperately wanted the
blonde's tongue to get her off before it began.  By alternately
shifting her ass around and pulling Terri by the hair to guide her,
April was able to direct her cuntlicker to all the right spots and was
rewarded by a delicious orgasm.

Then Amazon shifted her position slightly behind Terri.  Knowing what
was next, April grabbed Terri's blonde head and forced the girl's head
into her crotch, smothering Terri's screams as the amazon sank her
entire fist into the slut's ass...

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The END



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