Conquests And Pleasures – Chapter 4: Elisha’s Traffic Stop
By: Doctor Doom
Celeb: Elisha Cuthbert
Codes: MF, MMF, nc, rape, oral, anal, bond, humil, spank, viol, bukkake, nc/cons?
Disclaimer: It goes without saying, but this story never actually took place. No celebrities were harmed in the writing of this story. Do not even think about trying this at home, lest you wish to be jailed or killed. Seriously, don’t try this at home, it’s meant for entertainment purposes only.
Author’s Note: This story takes place before the events of chapter two, which featured
If I had known the consequences of my actions leading up to this meeting with the master of my order, would I have still gone through with all of my plans? Would I have still sought to make some of my most perverted fantasies pleasant realities? Well, looking back, I’d most certainly say yes. For the last month I had been flitting about the globe bending the latest lineup of Victoria’s Secret Angels to my will. Unfortunately, someone had begun to take notice of my actions. And that someone was the master himself.
So there I stood in his office waiting to see whatever punishment he had in store for me. Despite his age and somewhat frail appearance, he still had an air of authority about him that could humble even the greatest of men. He sat at his desk, looking through my organizational files, giving a smirk in some instances and a scowl in others. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he finally looked up at me with his cold blue eyes.
“Daniel Willard, you have quite the record,” he said with a tone of indignation.
I had no response. What response could I give that wouldn’t offend the old man?
“You’ve done some fine things for our organization, setting up deals, ridding us of certain enemies. You’ve always done what has been asked of you, and in most cases done it very well.”
It seemed for a moment that I was almost in the clear.
“But you’ve been doing some other things well too, haven’t you. You’ve never seen a piece of ass you could say no to.. And you’ve gone to great lengths to arrange for some very special meetings with some individuals. Such lengths have usually come at the cost of the organization’s funds and resources.”
There it was, the turn for the worst in the conversation.
“Now, I don’t really care if you want to spend your time chasing women. Hell, I don’t even care if you want to use our organization’s money to do it. It’s probably cheaper than some of the things other members of our order throw money at, and we have enough to last us from here to three eternities. But you had to get your hands on her, didn’t you?”
He was referring of course to Adriana, one of the new faces for a certain lingerie company. I had taken great care to secure a special meeting with her, and then proceeded to pop the cherry and twist the mind of one of the world’s most desirable virgins. I had systematically arranged meetings with several of her co-workers prior to meeting Adriana Lima, and if I had stopped with them, everything would’ve been fine. But Adriana had been my crown jewel, the one woman I absolutely had to have, and that single-minded obsession of sorts had led to dire consequences for yours truly. I didn’t know it, but the old man in his younger days had had cravings similar to my own, and still kept his eye on various women of the world with whom he might like to one day meet. Adriana had been one such young lady. In fact, she was the young lady, the only one, and the last one he ever really wanted before he died.
And of course, now that I had ruined her to no end, his plans for her were over. Someone had to pay. And unfortunately, that someone was me. I had just returned the Angel back to the real world when I was confronted by several members of my order and delivered to the master’s inner chambers.
“I could have you killed. No one would ever miss you. The organization is all you have. I could see to it that you suffer the most horrible things imaginable until you beg for death.”
I certainly didn’t like where this conversation was going.
“But that would be a waste of your talents. As much as I hate to say it, the good really does outweigh the bad with you.”
I couldn’t help it and let out a sigh of relief.
“But that doesn’t mean you’re not going to be punished. Far from it, actually. I’ve decided to really hit you where it hurts. Take away some of your free time and use your rather unique talents for the benefit of our organization.” He looked down at my file once again and continued, “It seems you have some special arrangements for a trip up to Calgary and a meeting with a pretty young actress.”
He saw the look of disappointment on my face. I had planned on having a great deal of fun with Elisha Cuthbert.
“Don’t worry, you’ll still have a chance to do to her as you like, but you’re going to have to share. We have members of our order up there who could use a little reward for all their hard work. And you’re going to make it happen. Is that understood?”
“Yes, master,” I said humbly.
“Good, then see to it.”
“As you wish sir,” I said and turned for the door.
As I reached the door to leave his chambers, the master called to me, “And Daniel, don’t think this is over. It’s just the beginning. Until I say so, you’re to take orders directly from me. I’ll be in touch.”
I had no idea what he meant, but had a feeling I wasn’t going to like it. I left the mansion and finalized the arrangements for my trip to Calgary. I figured it was best to just continue with things as I had planned up to this point. Certain arrangements were in place that I was confident would still work.
Before leaving the States, I had been given a cell phone that the master was rumored to have the number to. He’d contact me in a day or two to make sure that everything was in order. Having looked at my file, he knew exactly what kind of plan I had in mind. Since there were no objections, I put the plan in motion shortly after touching down in the Great White North.
I had done my homework. I knew where Elisha lived and the routes she took to and from her house. She valued her privacy somewhat, so her house was somewhat removed from the big city. Little did she know, she wasn’t going to be making it home on one particular evening.
Just as I had planned, she came speeding around the curve in the road in her BMW. A normal cop likely wouldn’t have pursued the speeding vehicle, but then again, I wasn’t pretending to be a normal cop. I pulled out onto the road in the patrol car I had acquired, and turned the lights and sirens on.. It took her a moment to realize it was her car I was attempting to pull over before she moved over to the shoulder.
I pulled the patrol car up behind her car and got out. To make the plan seem as realistic as possible, I was wearing a uniform that matched that of the local law enforcement. I walked up to her window, which was already rolled down as I approached.
She tried to turn on the charm and get ready to talk her way out of what she thought was a ticket and gave me a broad smile; “Don’t usually see anyone out on this road..”
“License and registration please,” I said pretending to ignore her.
“Oh really, please,” she said, not really believing I had pulled her over.
“Your license please, ma’am,” I said a little impatiently.
“Okay, okay,” she said, reaching into her purse on the seat beside her and pulling out her license.
I took her license and pretended to look at it, “Thank you Ms. Cuthbert.”
She was starting to become frustrated, “I really don’t know what the big deal is. No one is ever on this road, and I was the only car out here.”
Once again I pretended to ignore her complaints and excuses, “I need your registration please.”
“Oh I can’t believe this. I was only going five over the limit, and no one else is even on the road,” she said, reaching into her glove box. As she was sifting through the glove compartment, a small bag containing white powder fell out onto the floor.
Just as I had planned, she was in a state of disbelief over what just happened. I had gained access to her car the night before and planted the bag there for just this occasion.
My plan was beginning to come together perfectly. “Step out of the car please,” I said in a forceful manner.
“What, no,” she said in a state of shock. “That’s not mine,” she protested as I opened her door and drug her out of the car.
She was wearing a sexy dark blue dress that fit her body and accentuated her curves perfectly, and a pair of heels that showed off her lovely calves. She had had a lunch date with her boyfriend, and she had likely been heading home to change for the evening and go back out on the town with him. My how plans can change in a hurry.
“That’s really not mine,” she said as I forced her down on her knees and placed her hands behind her back, slapping a pair of cuffs around her wrists.
“Ma’am, I’m going to have to search the vehicle. You have the right to remain silent.”
“I want to talk to my lawyer,” she yelled, not believing what was going on.
“Anything you say can be used against you.”
“Fuck you,” she spat.
“I’m sorry ma’am, but you’re not getting out of this with a bribe for sex,” I said with an evil grin.
“Hey, that wasn’t a bribe. I mean fuck you. Someone planted that.”
“Yeah, yeah, save it for the judge,” I said as I walked back to her car and opened the trunk..
“This isn’t fucking happening,” she cried as I walked back over to her carrying several larger bags of cocaine that I had also planted.
“You’re coming with me, miss,” I said as I pulled her up to her feet and walked her over to the patrol car.
“No, I can’t, I mean this isn’t mine. Someone put that there.”
“I know,” I said as I pushed her into the back seat, “And that someone is going to jail.”
I put the planted coke in the trunk of the patrol car and then got in to drive away with Elisha in the back seat crying like a baby.
She was too upset to notice that I wasn’t taking her anywhere near a real jail. I had arranged for an abandoned facility to look like a fake jail, with a few rooms designed specifically for the time I had been planning to spend with Elisha.
The place was cleaned up and decorated enough to make it seem believable to a person who had suddenly been thrust into a very stressful situation. I led the crying actress into a room I had designed to look like an interrogation room, with a small table in the center with two small chairs. The room was not very well lit, with the stereotypical single hot light hanging right above the table.
I uncuffed her hands from behind her back and recuffed them in front of her after sitting her down in the chair facing the door. “You can have a minute to compose yourself before I come back in and start asking you the real questions, Ms. Cuthbert.”
“God this can’t be happening,” she screamed through her tears, “I want to talk to my lawyer.”
I ignored her as I walked toward the door.
“I want my phone call,” she screamed again as I exited the room.
I watched her through the window on the door for a couple of minutes and watched as she somehow got control of her emotions. I reentered the room and had a seat at the table across from her.
“I want my phone call and I want my lawyer,” she said almost without weeping, trying to sound as forceful as she could, given the circumstances.
“We’ll get to that, Elisha, but first you have to answer a few questions for me. If you cooperate, there’s no need for this to be difficult. Okay?”
“Good. Now tell me what you were doing with nearly twenty pounds of cocaine.”
“It wasn’t mine,” she sobbed.
“If it wasn’t yours, then whom does it belong to?”
“I don’t know, someone else.”
“And who might that someone be, Elisha?”
“I don’t know. Please let me call my lawyer.”
“Why, do you have a lawyer who represents high profile drug addicts?”
“I’m not a drug addict. I’ve never done drugs. I’ve never even seen cocaine before,” she cried.
“If you’ve never seen cocaine before, then why did you react so suddenly when it fell out of your glove box?”
“I don’t know. It’s not mine. It’s someone else’s. You have to believe me please,” she pleaded through her tears.
“Elisha, I want to believe you,” I said trying to sound somewhat sympathetic, “but you have to tell me where that cocaine in your car came from.”
“I don’t know. I don’t know. I can explain,” she whined.
“Oh, you can explain.”
“I mean, no, I can’t explain. Please let me call my lawyer.”
I stood up from my chair. “I’m sorry Ms. Cuthbert, I’d like to believe you, but you’re not making any real sense. Your story keeps changing, and I’m afraid you’re not making this easy.”
I reached into my pocket and pulled out a pair of latex gloves. I put the gloves on and walked over beside Elisha. “I’m sorry, but since you’ve chosen to make things hard on yourself, I’m going to have to perform a full cavity search. Please look up at me and open your mouth.”
Surprisingly, she quickly did just as I had asked. I grabbed her chin somewhat forcefully and held it with one hand as I swept the inside of her mouth with the fingers of my free hand.
“Okay, you’re not hiding anything there. Now please stand up and remove your clothes.”
“What, no. I want my lawyer,” she protested.
“Do it,” I yelled..
She jumped up out of the chair and kicked off her heels. With her hands cuffed in front of her, she couldn’t remove her dress, and kind of looked at me in a way that might make me change my mind.
I removed the cuffs from her wrists temporarily, “Okay, now take off the dress,” I yelled impatiently.
She quickly complied and I put the handcuffs back on her. She wasn’t wearing a bra, so she was now standing in front of me, wearing only a lacy dark blue thong that matched her dress.
“Um, isn’t there some kind of rule that says a woman cop has to be present if you’re going to search me like this,” she asked somewhat sheepishly.
“Sorry, we don’t have one available at the moment. Protocol says I can search you given the circumstances. Now please bend over the table and spread your legs.”
“This really isn’t necessary,” she sobbed, “I can explain.”
“Do it, dammit,” I yelled as I grabbed her and spun her around, forcing her down hard on the table.
She let out a little yelp as her stomach was pressed up against the edge of the table. I ran a hand over her nice firm bottom, and pulled her thong down off of her ass. I slid my hand around to the front of her and inserted a finger into her nicely trimmed snatch. I felt around her insides for a moment, stretching the her pussy lips out just a little and making it seem like an accident as I quickly rubbed her clit, which had made a surprising and embarrassing appearance on her.
She let out a small gasp at the unexpected stimulation. “Don’t worry, Ms. Cuthbert, it’s perfectly natural.”
“Maybe for you,” she snapped.
I grinned, “Only one more hole to check.”
I placed two fingers at the crack of her ass and quickly rammed them into her rectum. “Oooowwwww,” Elisha gave a quick yelp at the sudden invasion of her anus.
I let my fingers slide in and out of her ass for a few seconds, letting her think that the whole process was taking just a little bit longer than it should, and then pulled out. “I guess you’re clean.”
“You’re goddamn right I’m clean, you son of a bitch,” she turned around in rage. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you just did that to get a free feel.”
“Think what you want,” I said with a smile.
“I think it’s time I finally called my lawyer, you fucking prick,” she was yelled full of anger. Little did she know that I was about to put her in her place.
“Ms. Cuthbert, your conduct is inappropriate. I don’t think you want to add abusive behavior toward a police officer on top of the charges you already face.”
“You already offered that when I was bringing you in. I told you, you aren’t gonna buy your way out of this little predicament with sex.”
“Stop thinking I’m trying to fucking bribe you, you fucking sick pervert. I mean fuck you as in go to hell fuck you. So fuck you,” she screamed and then spit right in my face.
I wiped away her saliva. “Elisha, I tried to be nice,” I said before slapping her so hard across the face that she spun back around toward the table.
“Ooooffff,” she let out a painful grunt as her stomach landed hard across the edge of the table.
I held her down across the table, and started spanking her perfectly shaped bottom. “I told you that you could make this easy on yourself, Ms. Cuthbert. But you had to go and make it difficult.”
“Ouch. Nooooo, stop, you can’t do this. It isn’t right. I want my lawyer, oooooowwwwwww,” she continued to scream as I brought my hand down hard across her bottom over and over again.
I quit spanking her ass, and positioned myself right behind her, grabbing a firm hold of her hips.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing,” she screamed in terror at what she knew was about to happen. “Someone help me. Get him out of here.”
I leaned down on top of her, letting all of my weight pin her to the table, and whispered in her ear, “Elisha, this isn’t a real jail. I know the coke in your car wasn’t yours because I planted it there. And I guess it should go without saying at this point, but I’m not a real cop. This was all a set up so I could get you here.”
“What, no, this isn’t fucking happening,” she screamed as I unzipped my pants and let my cock spring out.
“Noooooooooo,” she screamed and struggled as I lined my cock up between her ass cheeks. “Noooooooo, this fucking isn’t happening, godddddddddd, aaaaaahhhhhhhh, she screamed as I leaned forward with all my weight and let my cock slowly inch its way up her tight anal passage.
Elisha was crying uncontrollably now. I stood there for a few seconds enjoying the tightness of her ass around my cock, watching her bent over the table, hands cuffed in front of her, wondering why this was all happening to her. “Please stop,” she whimpered as I slowly and methodically started sliding my tool in and out of her ass. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, noooooooo,” she screamed as I reached around in front of her and cupped each of her wonderfully bouncy and round breasts..
“How about that, Elisha, you kept telling me to fuck you, and I finally did as you asked,” I grunted as I continued to ream her tight asshole.
“Nooooooooo, stopppppppppppp, pllllllllleasssssssse,” she screamed and begged.
She tried as hard as she could to keep her ass cheeks clenched as tight as possible. Unfortunately for her, all she really ended up accomplishing was increasing the sensations in my throbbing member as I pounded away on her ass.
“This is better than I ever could’ve hoped,” I taunted her as I continued to pound away.
“Agh, ouch, oooowwwww, nooooo, please, fuck, god, no, uhn, uhn, uhn, uuuuuuhhhhhhhhh,” she screamed as I forced her body to betray her mind, as I continued to drive in and out of her anus.
I let go of her breasts temporarily and let my hands wander down her smooth stomach to her snatch. I inserted two fingers from each hand up inside of her. Much to her embarrassment, she was already beginning to get wet, as I now began stimulating both of her holes simultaneously.
“Noooooooo, don’t do this, aaaaaaagggghhhhhhhhh, uhn, uhn,” she continued to scream and wail as I forced myself deeper and deeper into her.
She tried to stand up slightly and reached down with her cuffed hands to try to pull my fingers out of her snatch; unwittingly making them dig deeper into her. “Ooooohhhhhh, fuuuuuuccckkkk,” she screamed as she slumped forward again giving in to her second unwanted raging orgasm.
I quit playing with her snatch and once again let my hands return to her wonderful tits, cupping them firmly and quickening my pace now that her second orgasm had caused her to quit clamping down on my tool with her ass quite so hard.
“Ooooohhhhhh, my, godddddddd,” she screamed as I continued to stimulate her body, “Unh uhn, uh, fuuucckkkkkk, noooooo, mooooorrrrre, aagggghhhhhhh.”
Even Adriana hadn’t reacted in quite the same way Elisha’s body was responding now. Her constant screams and wailing were making it difficult for me to hold back my load any longer.
Elisha knew what was coming as I quickened my pace yet again, “Oh god, uhn, no, uhn, ah, not, ah, this, please, ah,” she panted breathlessly.
“I bet we’ll find something next time we search your asshole,” I grunted as I squeezed her tits hard and released my full load up inside of the actress’s tight ass..
“Nooooooooo,” she screamed, “aaaaggghhhhhh, fuck, arrrrrrrgghhhhhhhhh.” Her body shook and spasmed as I let my weight fall down on top of her again, pinning her to the table with my cock buried to the base inside her ass and filling it with a giant load of my seed.
I continued to let her ass milk my cock for a minute longer before Elisha decided to speak up, “Pull out, pull out, please,” she begged as she came down from her orgasm, no longer able to bare the way her body had betrayed her.
Just then, my cell phone rang. I pulled out of Elisha’s ass, leaving her bent across the table, and took the call.
“Daniel, I see you’ve already started things with Ms. Cuthbert,” my master said before I could even properly answer the phone.
“How’d you know,” I said, taken aback slightly that he would know such a thing.
“There’s a GPS in the phone. I can track your location at any time. And since I’ve read your file and know your latest plan, it wasn’t hard to deduce what you’re up to at the moment.”
“Of course you do. Now listen, several order members are on their way to your location now and should be there within the hour. Make sure that nice young lady is ready to greet them when they arrive.”
“Oh, she’s ready,” I grinned.
“I mean see to it that she’s presentable. No one wants to play with your freshly fucked sloppy seconds,” he said and abruptly hung up.
I turned back to Elisha, “Looks like you and me need a shower. Which means I get to make you look nice and presentable.”
“Noooooo,” she whined as I drug her to her feet and led her out of the room to a bathroom down the hall.
I started the shower up and tossed her in before the water could completely warm up.
“Ahhhh,” she screamed as the cold water hit her body.
I took off my clothes and stepped under the water with her a moment later. She tried to stay away from me as much as she could, but I grabbed her around the waist, and leaned in to kiss her neck as the steam rose off her body.
She was obviously disgusted at everything and had a look of despair on her face when she looked down to notice that my cock was once again becoming rock hard and poking her in the leg.
“Oh fuck,” she sobbed and let her head hang down.
“Oh, I guess I forgot to mention it. I practice Tantric methods, so I can go a lot longer and a lot more often than most guys,” I said as I slammed her back up against the shower wall and lifted up one of her legs.
“What, noooooooooo,” she screamed as I rammed my length up inside of her.
“Not again, uuuuunnnnn,” she whimpered as I began pumping her once more, pulling up her other leg so that I held her completely up against the wall as I slid in and out of her warm moist snatch.
“Don’t worry, Elisha, I don’t think the others will last as long as I can.”
“What others, uhnnnnnnn,” she cried.
“The ones who’ll be here in just a little while to fuck you. Of course, I don’t know how many there’ll be,” I grunted as I continued to pound her furiously up against the wall.
“Plllllllleeeeaaaasse, no moooooorrrreee, arrrggghhhhhh,” she screamed.
“Scream all you like. I don’t mind, in fact I rather enjoy it. Not sure what the others are gonna think though.”
Elisha decided to take me up on the offer to scream to her heart’s content, “This, uhhhh, isn’t, aahhhh, fucking happening, oooooohhhhhhhhh, aghghghghghgh,” she screamed as I let loose another huge load, this time up her snatch.
I pulled out of her and let Elisha fall to the shower floor, letting the last of my jism splurt out onto her pretty face. She was a complete mess, drowning in a river of her own tears, and could barely speak after the amounts of absurd screaming she had done over the past hour.
I quickly cleaned myself up, and then pulled her back to her feet. She couldn’t stand the way I touched her as I soaped up her body and cleaned her up.
I got out of the shower and dried off, then pulled her out and dragged her down to the mock holding cells I had set up for her.
She offered almost no resistance as I put her back up against a set of steel bars to one of the cells. I uncuffed one hand and secured one of her wrists to the bars behind her. I then secured her other wrist so she was now secured to the bars, arms spread wide and ready for anyone who walked through the door to have their way with her.
I reached into my pocket and pulled out a ballgag and fastened into her mouth, “Sorry, baby, but like I said, I’m not sure if the others will be all that in to screamers.”
“Mmmmmppp,” she whimpered as I secured the gag in place.
Finally, I picked up a mugshot board that I had arranged for her, and hung it around her neck. She looked down at what it said, and hung her head in humiliation at what it read: GIRL NEXT DOOR BITCH SLUT.
Even defeated and terrified as she was, Elisha Cuthbert bound the way she was, was truly a sight to behold. I took a moment to admire her beautiful body, and then began massaging her breasts with one hand, while starting to explore the rest of her amazing body with the other. I knelt down to stroke her leg. She simply hung her head, knowing there was no escape. I started to lean toward her snatch, wondering what she might taste like.
Before I could find out, my associates arrived and walked through the door.
“That’s enough, Willard, you’ve had your fun,” the apparent leader of the eight men walking through the door said. “It’s our turn now.”
I stepped aside and let them do what they would. The leader of the group approached the bound actress and proceeded to do what I had just come so close to doing. I looked on in a bit of disappointment, as he didn’t even take the time to admire Elisha’s lovely form. It seemed like such a waste to have to let these under appreciative nitwits enjoy what I had planned so hard for.
“Mmmm, mmmmm,” Elisha tried to scream from behind her gag, and wiggled her hips trying to escape the unwanted munching from my associate.
After a moment, he stood up and looked at me. “I guess she’s not that into this.”
“You think,” I said sarcastically.
“Let me borrow your nightstick,” he said looking at the weapon tucked into my patrol belt.
“Whatever,” I said as I took it out and handed it to him.
“Now,” he said as he approached her again, “Let’s try again shall we.”
“Mmmmppppphhhhhh,” Elisha screamed as my associate slowly started to shove the nightstick up into her snatch.
He ran the stick in and out of her snatch for several minutes. The whole time Elisha just let her head hang forward in despair. When he finally pulled the stick out of her completely and dropped it to the floor, Elisha gave a light whimper of relief.
The leader looked at two of his companions as he unbuckled his pants, “Get her legs, and spread them wide. I think it’s time to really find out what this little lady is like.”
The two men complied, walking to the other side of the bars behind Elisha and each one reaching through to pick up a leg. They pried her legs open, so it looked like she was doing the splits, and stretched her snatch wide open for the leader to insert himself.
Elisha shook her head furiously as he entered her, “Mmmmmmmm,” she cried through the gag.
“Oh yes, that’s it,” the leader grunted as he took a hold of her legs and fucked Elisha Cuthbert up against the bars.
The back of her head was constantly banging up against the bars behind her, and she was practically unconscious by the time he finished and blew his load less than a minute later. Elisha didn’t react vocally, but her body did spasm slightly as he let his load flow up into her.
“Alright, take her down,” he said turning to me.
I walked over and uncuffed her wrists, catching her before she could completely collapse and fall to the floor.
“Should’ve just let her fall, cause the floor is her next stop anyway. Put her down and back away, Willard.”
I did as I was told unfortunately, and stepped away to let them do what they would.
A second man undressed at this point and straddled her chest. He took the gag out of her mouth, removed the mugshot board from around her neck, and then squeezed her tits together. He started sliding his rod between her beautiful mounds, blowing his load in less than a minute all over her chest, neck, and face.
Elisha still unconscious at this point had no idea what had just happened to her. That didn’t stop my less than appreciative associate from complaining though. “What the fuck, she’s supposed to swallow my cum. Not just let it hit her in the face. Someone open her mouth and hold it open. She’ll drink what’s left.
Another one of the men knelt down and opened the actress’s mouth, and the guy who had just tit fucked her leaned over her face and stuck his cock, which was starting to go limp, into her mouth.
After a few seconds, Elisha awoke, coughing and gagging. Turning her head to the side, she unwittingly spit the cum out that had just been deposited into her mouth.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” the man screamed, apparently too stupid to realize why she would do such a thing.
“That’s it, get her on her knees, and we’ll let her teach her how to be more appreciative of what we have to offer,” the leader said.
The man straddling her chest got off of her and positioned her properly as had been ordered. Next, two men knelt in front of her and entered her snatch, followed by another two who knelt behind her and entered her ass. Two more stood over her and placed their cocks in her mouth. And the last two each grabbed one of her hands, wrapped her fingers around their shafts and forced her to give them hand jobs..
It was quite the sight. I’m not sure who I felt sorry for more, Elisha who had to deal with eight men at once, or the men who couldn’t appreciate the opportunity they were wasting.
As I expected, they were all ready to blow in less than two minutes. They all pulled out of Elisha and let the spunk shoot out all over her body. The beautiful blond collapsed back down onto the floor, most likely completely oblivious to what had just taken place.
“Well, I guess that’s that,” the leader declared. “We’ll have to do this again sometime, Willard,” he said, as he and the others got dressed.
“Yeah, not too soon I hope.”
“I take it you can clean up the mess,” he said looking down at Elisha.
“I’ll handle it.”
“Good,” he said as he and the others left.
I walked into the interrogation room and gathered Elisha’s belongings. I walked back out to the holding cells, and got a blanket to cover her up in before carrying her out to my car.
I drove her back to her place. She was completely unaware of the ride home. Even more surprisingly, she remained totally unconscious as I filled up her bathtub, complete with various oils and extracts I found lying around the bathroom, and cleaned her up. Her ability to stay knocked out was likely due more to the bumps she took on the head from my order members rather than the unwanted sex.
I finally got her cleaned up completely and carried her to her bedroom. I placed her beautiful little naked body down on the bed, propping her head up on a couple of pillows, and secured her wrists to the headboard with a silk scarf.
I waited several hours until she woke up on her own.
“Fuck, no, not again,” she yelled as she came to, noticing her hands were once again tied and I was sitting right in front of her.
“Hello Elisha,” I smiled. “I’m almost done with you, for now at least. But before I go, I think it best to explain things to you. You’re not the first woman I’ve done these sorts of things to, and you won’t be the last. The list would surprise you. Now you’re not going to tell anyone what happened today. If you do, your career is over, I can assure you. Most likely however, no one will believe you anyway. And I promise, neither my associates nor I will ever be affected by such claims. Understand?”
Tears began to well up in her eyes, but she nodded.
“Good. Now I must apologize for the rough manner my associates treated you, but then again, I don’t think you were conscious for most of what they had to offer.”
“They’re not still here are they,” she whined.
“No. It’s just like when we started. Just me and you.”
“Oh,” she said not entirely disappointed.
“I take it you preferred my methods over theirs.”
She looked away, not wanting to admit the unwanted pleasures I had forced upon her. “It’s okay, Elisha. In fact, there’s still a few things I personally have in store for you,” I said as I let a hand reach toward her snatch.
“No,” she whispered and turned her head away as I began fingering her.
I had the pretty actress to the point now where she’d react to even my slightest touch. It took less than a minute to get her wet.
“Ah, now I can finally get a real taste of you,” I said as I leaned down and buried my tongue inside her snatch.
“Oh god. I, uh, don’t want to, uhn, but you just feel so, uhm, fucking, ah, goooooood,” she gave in yet again to my stimulations of her body.
“That’s right, let it out Elisha.”
“Fuuuuuccckkkkk,” she moaned as I continued licking her cunt, grinding her moist snatch onto my face and shooting her juices all over me.
I got up for a moment and removed my clothes quickly. I spread her legs open, which she let me do without any real struggle, and stuck my cock up into her.
“That’s right. I knew there was a part of you that enjoyed the early part of our day together.”
She looked at me with tears in her blue eyes, “Noooooooo, uhhhhhnnnn, ahh, yesssssss.”
“Go ahead Elisha, ask me to fuck you. Tell me how much you want me to make you cum.”
“Oh god. Uhhnnn. I can’t believe this, aaaahhhhh. Not again. Um, again, fuuuuuucccckkkk. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, aarrrrggghhhhhh,” she screamed uncontrollably and arched her hips up, driving my member deeper inside of her.
“That’s it, I said as I grabbed her tits, and started massaging them as I slid in and out of her.
“Uhhhhnnnnnn, uhhhhhnnnn, ooooohhhhhhh,” she moaned, “don’t stop, aaahhhhhgggg. Make me, ah, fucking, cuuuuummmmmm, eeerrrrrggghhhh.”
I stopped pumping her for a minute, and stayed up in her, rocking my hips back and forth a little to further stimulate her body beyond belief. I pulled out of her snatch and spread her legs wide, lifting her hips slightly off the bed, and then entered her ass.
“Ohhhhhhhhh,” she screamed as I kept her legs spread, grabbed her tits, and proceeded to thrust in and out of her ass.
“I hate you, ah,” she panted.
“Really,” I asked..
“But I love the way you fuck me, ooohhhhhhhhhh,” she cooed. Elisha was a mixture of emotions. On one hand she had tears running down her face. She had a boyfriend who she had to know she was betraying. This whole situation wasn’t entirely consensual. But like so many women I’ve been with, I had twisted her mind to think one thing, and yet forced her body to feel something entirely different.
“Ooooohhh, fuck me, fuck, don’t, agh, fucking, unghn, stop.”
I did as she asked, fondling her breasts, gently squeezing her nipples, while I continued to pump in and out of her ass. “Yeeeessssss, yes, yes, yes, yeeessssssssss,” she screamed as she ground her ass onto my cock and juices burst from her pussy.
“You want it, Elisha,” I asked her mockingly between thrusts.
“Yes, give it to me, plllllleeeeaaaasssse,” she screamed.
“Then beg. Let me know how much you want me,” I taunted her.
“Fucking fill my ass with it all, aaagggrrrhhhhhh. I want your cuuuummmmm. Ooooooohhhhh. Cum with me, cum with me, noooooowwwwww, oooooohhhhgggg,” she screamed as I gave one final hard thrust into her ass and filled her up just as she had asked.
The whole ordeal was enough to put her back to sleep. She lay on her bed exhausted and in a state of sheer bliss.
It was then that I decided that if I was going to have to share some of my treats with other members of the order, I’d make it a point to get to them first. Otherwise, they’d more than likely just get handled roughly by a bunch of pricks that didn’t know what the hell they were doing. In many cases my methods were criminal. I’ll admit that. But I took pride in the fact that even my most reluctant catches could end up having a rather strangely delightful experience.
I got dressed, and gave the sleeping Elisha a kiss on the cheek. I untied her hands from the bed so she’d be free when she woke up in the morning, and arranged to have her car delivered to her driveway.
As I was driving away from her house, my phone rang. It was the master.
“Daniel,” he said, “I’ve got another job for you. Taylor Swift.”
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