Amy: undercover

THREE

She soaped up her body, wincing at the stings coming from her cuts. Her cunt hurt too, just from the pressure of her soapy hand sliding over it. Manuel decided she was soapy enough and turned the water on her. The icy water made her recoil against the wall until he ordered her to turn around so he could do her backside.

"Stand against the wall and spread your legs blondie." he ordered. Amy hesitated momentarily, until he raised his hand threateningly. She hastily did as he ordered, resigning herself to another fucking.

Suddenly he rammed the nozzle of the hose into her cunt. Water gushed up into her. She screamed and tried to bolt away but his hand gripped her hair and held her firmly against the wall as he washed out her cunt with the frigid water. He laughed, enjoying her discomfort as she jerked and shivered against the wall. Water sprayed out of her cunt around the nozzle as he pumped it in and out for several long seconds.

He yanked the hose out of her slit and threw it away then forced her down to her knees. "Suck me off Cop!" he demanded, unzipping his jeans and pulling his dick out.

He yanked on Amy's hair brutally, pulling her face against his cock and pushing the fat head between her lips. He held chunks of her hair in both hands and fucked her mouth the same way as he fucked her cunt the other night.

His cock crammed into her mouth and he refused to allow any hesitation at all, forcing the fuck stick past her tongue and right down her throat. His cock completely filled her airway, blocking off any oxygen from her starving lungs. "I better cum before you run out of air Cop!" he giggled.

She could actually feel his cockhead slide up and down her throat as he raped her mouth cruelly. The world danced around Amy's head as she began to black out. He pulled back then, his cockhead popping out of her throat and into her mouth. She drew in great gasping breaths and almost choked again when wads of gunk shot out of his pisshole and into her mouth.

"Swallow that juice cop!" he gritted. She had no choice as he kept his cock in her mouth until every last drop was licked off it. He picked up the hose and sprayed her mouth.

"We don't want Mr. White to complain now do we?" he asked rhetorically.

She was given some awful smelling stuff to eat for breakfast, and oddly, a brush for her hair. Then she was sent back to the little room.

A few minutes later the blonde man came in and sat down in a ratty looking little chair.

"Come here." he ordered.

She slowly moved over next to him. His hand came around her and cupped her buttocks firmly. His mouth was at chest level and he licked and sucked on one of her breasts for several seconds as his hand kneaded the flesh of her ass cheeks.

He pulled back suddenly.

"All right, get aboard." he ordered. She looked at him hesitantly.

"Come on sweety, you're not stupid. You know what I mean."

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. "Undo my pants." he commanded.

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

"Now put it in and start fucking." he said.

He gripped her hair fiercely and twisted her head sideways.

"And you better be good baby!" 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, herself onto his rigid penis up into her.

"Good girl. Now suck 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 raising and lowering until his cum spurted my cock clean." He 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 spreadeagled. 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.

"This is for your friends back home sweetie." he grinned. "It'l 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.

"What the fuck do you want?" "Water." she croaked.

"What was that sweety?"

"Please! Can 1 have some water!" she begged He laughed and slammed the door again.

More hours passed. She lost track of time. The door opened again.

"Water!" she croaked. "Maybe tomorrow." 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. "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.

"Okay watch this." White said.

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

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

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

"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.

"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 cuntslit. 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.

"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.

"Come here Bitch!"

She jumped up from her mat in the comer 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. "Shit! You sure got her trained." Manuel said, shaking his head.

White looked over at him grinning. "Thats why we get the big bucks." It had only been a couple of weeks since theyd brought the policewoman here, and yet White's "Training" 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 was'nt 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.

Sometimes White would bend her across his lap and cram his hand into her pussy slit. He would work it in and out as she squirmed and shuddered through immense feelings of lust and desire, and then came furiously, rubbing her tits against the leg of the chair as she jerked against his fist.

If they would'nt help her, she would play with her vibrator, buzzing the little head over her clit and plunging the thing down her cunt and asshole as she came furiously.

Soon after she was let out of the back room, she was joined by Julie, and then by Carol, other newly trained slaves. Julie was a slim sixteen year old teenager from New York with hair down to the small of her back who had thought she was flying to France for a modeling assignment.

Carol was a Nurse from Santa Barbara who had won an all expense payed vacation in Europe, or so she'd thought. She was about twenty or so, with large round breasts, and short hair cut in a page boy style. Both were natural blonde's like Amy.

They each had vibrators like hers, and after an initial distrust directed towards what they each believed was competition for their trainer's sex tools, they began to realize the potential of kindred spirits with insatiable sexual appetites.

Within an hour of being introduced to each other, the three were engaged in a wild menage a trois on the floor, vibrators and tongues slamming into pussies as they groaned and moaned in pleasure.

White was now satisfied with their progress, and they were all taken outside and put into the back of a van. They sweated in the heat as the vehicle bounced and groaned over the rough roads that led to what passed for civilization.

The door opened and White motioned the three naked girls out. They blinked in the bright sun as they quickly scooted forward and hopped down from the back of the van.

They were in the rear of some large building. The view of it's surroundings was cut off by a large stone wall. White and Manuel pushed them into a small doorway in the building, and the trio scooted down a narrow hallway that led to the jail where they had all originally been brought.

Amy recognized her own cell and wondered if the man who'd been there then would be around still. Her loins ached at the thought.

She and Carol were put into a cell together, while Julie was placed next to them, in a cell with another blonde, this one even younger than she was. The two contemplated each other's bodies for a minute before moving together and sliding their breasts together in a long hug.

Amy and Carol were engaged in a delightful sixtynine, their faces buried in each other's slits, when two of the jailers came in and pulled them apart. Amy moaned in disappointment as they were separated and taken down the hall to be washed.

They were each thoroughly cleaned just like when she'd been her before, and then taken down to where a group of ten or so other girls waited naked, by a doorway. There were loud noises coming from beyond the doorway, as if a large crowd waited there.

Amy imagined they were men, and her loins began to ache.

One by one the girls were brought through the doorway, and disappeared around a comer. Amy waved goodbye to Carol as she was taken through.

Once around the comer, it became apparent that they were moving toward a very large room indeed. The sounds of dozens and dozens of people talking came much more clearly.

They stopped in front of another man. He held a short hypodermic needle, which he jabbed into Amy's arm. He picked up a thick leather and metal collar and slid it around Ay's neck. It clicked shut with a note of finality. A short leash was attatched to it and the first man pulled her through a thick blue curtain and out into the room.

Amy gasped as she realized she was on a stage. Rows of raised seats surrounded her, each occupied by a man in a white robe, or business suit. They quieted as she was led toward the front of the stage.

There was a man there, wearing a robe. The uniformed man turned her over to him and then left. Amy stood uncertainly beside the man, swallowing nervously, unsure what to do. She was used to her own nakedness by now, yet there were so many men staring at her, she couldn't help feel self conscious and embaressed.

"Stand up straight." the man hissed at her, making her jump in surprise. She straightened instantly, thrusting her big breasts out as her skin reddened.

The man began speaking in a loud voice, in a language she didn't recognize. Several times he pointed at her as he spoke. Whatever was in the needle began working on her, easing her worries and embaressment. Her eyes closed slightly and blinked as a feeling of apathery crept over her.

"Put your arms behind your head and push your chest out more." the man ordered. Amy complied as he began to talk to the crowd again. His hand came down on her left breast and began to squeeze it roughly as he tallied. A number of the men laughed or grinned in -esponse. Several shouted out something in their strange language.

"Turn around and bend forward." the man told her. Amy gulped and did as ordered, feeling less self conscious and slightly excited by all the men watching her nude body.

The man's hand slid over her buttocks, squeezing them, then down onto her pubic mound. His hand squeezed her briefly as he talked, then two fingers slid up into her vagina.

Amy gasped, as a hot burst of sexual excitement surged through her loins. The man's fingers pumped in and out cf her cunt for a minute, making her legs go rubbery. The man pulled his fingers out and held them up to the lights, so the crowd of men could see the girl juices glistening on them.

There were more shouts from the crowd. "Hands and knees." he ordered. Amy immediately dropped to her knees pushing her ass out at the crowd who yelled even more loudly. "On your back and hold your legs apart." he said, and Amy rolled on to her back, her groin toward the crowd, and pulled her feet far apart on the stage. The crowd yelled in response.

A sharp tug on her leash rolled Amy over onto her belly. "On your hands and knees!" the man ordered. She complied instantly, and he began leading her across the stage towards a small raised platform.

On it was a rounded sort of seat, like a saddle. This saddle though, had a long, fat dildo fixed to the center, pointing boldy upward. He jerked her up by the leash and pushed her towards the thing, and Amy fingerly got on, lowering herself with a little squeal of happiness onto the rigid rubber cock. "Fuck the cock!" the man ordered.

She needed little encouragement, placing her small hands in front of her and her feet flat on the floor only inches beneath, she began raising and lowering herself onto the big fuckstick.

The crowd was screaming and yelling with hapiness nad excitement as they watched the exquisite blonde woman ramming her crotch up and down onto the dildo.

The little platform turned slowly around, letting the crowd see her from all angles, from her parted ass cheeks to her gasping, deleriously happy face. The bids increased as they saw how hot and shameless she was on the instrument.

Amy didn't care who watched. Her eyes were fixed on her hands in front of her as she humped up and down, up and down, feeling the fucking tool thrust up into her guts with a mixture of ecstasy and fulfillment.

After a minute the shouting ended, and Amy was taken off the dildo to the back of the stage and brought down a different stairwell.

A tag written in Arabic was tied around her neck and she was placed in a cage. She sat around there for a while before a man came and gave her a needle.

She woke up to find her body lying nude on a table. Her skin felt damp and freshly scrubbed, and her hair was very wet. There was an Arab woman standing nearby fiddling with what looked like a hair dryer.