Emma Holmes had been living her new life as a part-time prostitute working in the private brothel which was partly owned by Herr Holzem, the head of security at the art gallery where she continued to do her day job, for a number of weeks. She was enjoying it so much she had asked Herr Holzem if she could work in the brothel more often as there were many times when her boyfriend, Karl, was away from home for work and when she was horny she decided she would rather go and work, getting paid to be used, than stay at home and use one of her toys to get herself off.
Herr Holzem had been happy for her to work as often as she wanted, she was a popular girl and made the brothel plenty of money. He had told her she just needed to coordinate her work times with Frida, one of the managers of the brothel. Frida was the manager who looked after Emma since her first time and Emma really liked her. Whilst on the face of it Frida seemed gentle and caring, wandering around with her big smile and long blonde hair, she was also very much a no-nonsense girl, about the same age as Emma but she seemed so much more savvy, street wise, and robust. Her demeanor could be very stern, and given that she was a lot bigger than Emma, standing at about 5 feet 9 inches, very athletic with broad shoulders and firm D-cup breasts she certainly came across as a woman not to trifle with.
Emma had already established a few regular clients, all of whom paid her very well, especially Herr Heinze, who in the last couple of weeks had insisted on Emma calling him Henry. Henry had been her first client and loved to be given oral pleasure whilst seated in the lounge of the brothel, sipping his favorite scotch whilst people watched his whore do her duty. Additionally ever since she had been working at the brothel Herr Holzem had stopped calling her to his office to service him, presumably as he now had her working he had achieved his aim. So it came as a bit of a shock when Herr Holzem called her and asked her to come to his office during lunch one Monday morning.
Emma was a little intrigued and a little nervous as the time approached. She had worked at the brothel over the weekend and as far as she knew everything had gone well with all her clients, even the guy who had shackled her in the dungeon and spanked her before he fucked her anally, giving her a huge orgasm, he had certainly paid her well. Almost as soon as she had knocked on Herr Holzem’s door he had called her into his office and with a smiling face, offered her a seat.
“Good morning Miss Holmes. I hear you had a very good weekend at the brothel.” Herr Holzem asked. Emma nodded her head, wondering where all this was going. Herr Holzem then asked her if she had enjoyed being shackled and once again Emma nodded her head. Finally, Herr Holzem asked Emma to confirm that her boyfriend was away with work for the week. Emma was shocked but not really surprised that he knew so much, as he seemed to know everything about everybody who worked at the gallery. Again Emma nodded.
“Good!” Herr Holzem exclaimed, sounding very excited. Before telling Emma that he had a special assignment for her. She was first to go to the office of Herr Wreder, one of the directors of the gallery, who Emma had let fuck her on a couple of occasions before, to pleasure him. Following that she was to go home and dress in a short skirt and a zip-up top, comfortable shoes, no bra or panties, and wait for Herr Holzem to collect her. Herr Holzem confirmed that Herr Wreder would be speaking to Emma’s line manager, explaining to him that she was doing a special project for him and wouldn’t be in the gallery for the rest of the week.
Emma felt both excited and nervous but didn’t dare ask what the assignment was, she knew better than to question Herr Holzem. Emma confirmed that she understood and went back to her desk to tidy things away and then made her way to Herr Wreder’s office. Once she has pleasured the dirty old man, which she didn’t mind as he was very nice and generous she went home and changed into a leather mini skirt, zip up top and slip on flat shoes. She grabbed a small jacket to put on in case it got cooler and waited to be collected.
Max Holzem arrived literally five minutes after Emma had finished getting ready and once seated in his car Max Holzem told Emma he was sure she would enjoy this adventure but he also said that he wouldn’t divulge any details to her ahead of time. About fifteen minutes later Max Holzem turned off the main road and drove down a series of small tracks, through a forested area, for about five more minutes before stopping at a very small clearing. At one end of the clearing was a small wooden hut, like a forest meister’s cabin. There were no other cars or people about and now Emma was very intrigued.
Max Holzem told Emma to unzip her top and she obeyed him immediately, exposing her large D cup breasts and Max reached across, grasping and squeezing them and pulling on her nipples until they became hard. Then he reclined his seat back a little and said “OK Miss Holmes. Come and suck my cock.” Emma knew she had to obey him, although she really didn’t mind, and she shuffled around in her seat so she could get into a comfortable position to suck Max’s cock, which he had now freed from his clothing and, was already hard.
Emma grasped Max’s cock and lowered her head, taking his cock head into her mouth. Despite Max being much older than her Emma had got to like his cock. It was thick and throbbed in her mouth as she sucked it. She squeezed his shaft hard, making his, already big cock head swell in her mouth. Despite the fact she was enjoying sucking on Max’s cock she couldn’t help wonder what his plan was, as he could have just demanded she suck his cock in his office as he had done many times before.
A few minutes later Emma heard the sound of another car pulling up, close to where they were. “Oh dear Miss Holmes! We have company!” Max said. Emma froze, wondering if the company was planned or unplanned. “You’d better sit up Miss Holmes. I think we may be in trouble.” Max said slowly and quietly. Emma reluctantly lifted her head and her heart almost stopped when her eyes focussed on the unmistakable green and white markings of a German Polizei car and the two uniformed officers getting out of it.
One of the officers walked to each of the front doors of Max’s car. Emma fumbled with her top but in her horrified and panicked state she couldn’t get the zipper fastened before the officer was at the door and was banging on the window, telling Emma to open it. Emma nervously lowered the window with one hand whilst doing her best to cover her bare breasts. “What is going on here?” Demanded the officer. Emma was unable to speak and the officer then demanded she open the door. Emma turned around to look towards Max for some help and guidance but Max was already climbing out of the car and talking to the other officer.
Emma opened the door and the police officer dragged her from the car and once again demanded to know what was going on. Again, Emma was unable to answer and then the officer said “You were sucking his cock! Are you a hooker?”
“No! I’m not!” Emma shrieked.
From the other side of the car she heard Max shout to the officer, “She is! She is a hooker. I picked her up on the street.” Emma went crimson, partly with embarrassment and partly with rage at the sound of Max’s comment.
Before she could say anything to the contrary the police officer grabbed her arm and said “You need to come with us.” He began dragging Emma towards the wooden hut, her naked breasts swaying back and forth, and from the corner of her eye Emma saw the other officer following them, however Max was climbing back into his car. Now Emma was panicking as she realised Max had deserted her. A moment or so later she was inside the wooden hut and had been dumped in a chair next to a small table.
The two police officers leered down at her and told her she was in big trouble we should run you in and charge you with prostitution, we have a good witness, but if you play ball we will let you go with a warning. What do you say?”
Emma wanted to cry. She looked at the officers and said “What do I have to do?”
“Stand up and strip!” Growled one of the officers. Emma slowly stood and removed her top and her skirt, the officers saw she had no panties on and smiled. “You can keep your shoes on.” One of them said to her. As he spoke Emma looked at him and thought there was something about him that she recognised but before she could think about it they were both on her, their big strong hands grabbing her breasts and pulling at her nipples. Get down on your knees”, the same officer growled.
Emma dropped to her knees, the hard floor hurt but she knew any resistance was futile. Both the police officers unzipped their pants and freed their cocks, both were flaccid but looked big, one considerably bigger than the other. “Start sucking you little whore!” Growled one of the police officers. Emma didn’t even look up at them. She gripped both their cocks and began sucking them, beginning with the biggest but alternating between them both. After several minutes, both of them were hard and had grown considerably, the largest of them was about nine inches long and almost as thick as Emma’s wrist, with the smaller one being a little over seven inches but just as thick.
After a few minutes more one of the officers, the one Emma thought she recognised, told her to stand up and bend over the small table, as he spoke it wasn’t as much of a growl as before and there was a hint of familiarity in his voice. Emma obeyed immediately and stood before bending over the table, her buttocks facing the police officers, as it was obvious they were going to fuck her.
The police officers wasted no time and seconds later Emma felt a cock being rubbed against her pussy, it rubbed up and down her slit several times before it was thrust into her like a spear. “Oooooowww Fuck!” Emma groaned as the officer with his cock up her began to fuck her with hard thrusts. Just as she was coming to terms with the way she was being fucked a hand grabbed her hair and pulled her head up. She saw the officer with the larger cock standing on front of her. He gripped his huge cock and thrust it against Emma’s lips. She knew she had no choice but to let the invader in and opened her mouth, allowing him to push his cock deep into her throat.
The savage spit roasting continued for what seemed an age, with the officers frequently swapping places. The longer it went on the more Emma began to enjoy it. Each time they swapped she was treated to a cock, freshly soaked in her own juice being rammed into her mouth and she enjoyed the initial rough penetration of a cock, especially the larger one, into her pussy. She was soaking, she could feel her juices running down her thighs and a saliva running off her chin, each time a cock was pulled from her.
The officer with the smaller cock was now fucking her hard and he gripped her hips, so hard his fingers dug into her flesh and hurt her. His thrusting got harder and quicker, his hips slamming against her buttocks. Then he thrust deep and she felt his cum spurting into her, splashing her vaginal walls and soaking her pussy. He quickly withdrew and his cock was replaced by the officer’s with the bigger cock. He began to fuck her just as hard and fast as the first officer had. She could feel his cock head bash against her cervix with every thrust and she felt the first rumblings of an orgasm start to rumble through her pussy.
The officer began to thrust his cock deeper, searching for the entrance to Emma’s womb, and her pussy began to tighten around it, her muscles gripping on to the thick shaft, almost pulling it into her. Her pussy burned with arousal, like a furnace, radiating heat throughout her whole body. She knew it was going to happen. Her body now craved for the big cock to release its seed. Her body began to tingle and then shake. The big cock thrust deep and the officer shook with the effort. Emma came hard as the first jet of his cum spurted into her, flooding her womb with his hot cum.
As she came down from her orgasm Emma felt weak. Her legs were trembling and her heart was still beating fast. She wondered if the officers had done with her. If she had done enough to prevent being arrested for prostitution. Unfortunately, for Emma, that was not the case. The officers had only just started, fucking Emma was just their initial assault on her body that day. Emma was dragged off the table and made to sit on the chair. She could still feel her pussy stinging as the two loads of cum flowed from her, pooling around her buttocks. The officers lifted their utility belts, which were laying on the floor, and removed their handcuffs and rubber batons and Emma’s eyes widened as they came close to her.
The officers used their handcuffs to shackle Emma’s arms to two of the chair legs and demanded she clean their sticky cocks with her mouth. Emma opened her mouth and allowed the officers to take turns shoving their cocks into her mouth. After a few minutes of her licking and sucking on the beautifully sticky and juice covered, tasty, cocks they began to harden again. As they hardened the officers began to force their cocks deeper into Emma’s mouth, their cock heads entering her throat making her gag. Emma pulled her head back so she could breath and felt a pain run through her body as one of the officers struck her breast with his rubber baton. “Don’t pull back you fucking whore.” He growled.
After the initial shockwave ran through her body Emma felt a residual tingle in her nipple from the strike. It was a kind of tingle that she liked and before she knew it she had pulled her head back again hoping it would encourage the officer to strike her again. He did! More than once, flicking the tip of his rubber baton across both her nipples. They stung and throbbed sending shivers through her whole body and Emma let out an involuntary groan of pleasure. The officers picked up on he moan and they grabbed a nipple each, twisting and pulling them hard. Emma initially yelped and then let out a loud gasp “Oh Yess! Fuck! Hurt me you bastards. I love it!”
The officers chuckled between each other and one said “Ok! The whore likes it rough! Let’s give it her rough.” They unshackled Emma from the chair and one of them grabbed her by the hair and dragged her from the chair, slamming her down onto the table, face down. Then they used the handcuffs to shackle her arms together beneath the table so she couldn’t move. Emma heard the two officers move and both stand behind her. Emma took a deep breath, bracing herself for what may happen, however when she felt the first strike of a rubber baton across her buttocks she howled and the air was forced from her body.
The officers continued to give her buttocks a good thrashing with their batons, calling her a filthy whore. Initially Emma begged them to stop but after the first half a dozen strikes it stopped hurting. Instead, every strike sent shock waves of sexual arousal through her. “Oh Fuck yes! Beat me. I’m a whore. Punish me!” Emma shrieked. Emma wondered why she was enjoying this rough treatment. She had never really had rough sex before, let alone been beaten but she was enjoying it and wondered if it may make her orgasm, however little did she know the officers were about to crank up the roughness to another level.
The thrashing of her buttocks stopped and there was silence and no movement for a few seconds, then Emma felt two hands on her buttocks, spreading them apart. She felt something hard pressed against her pussy and then pain as a hard rubber baton was thrust into her love hole. “Oooooooh! Fucking hell! That hurts.” Emma shrieked.
“You asked for it rough you little whore.” Came the reply and one of the officers began to fuck her
hard with his rubber baton, thrusting it deep into her pussy. After a couple of minutes she felt cool liquid being squirted onto her bum hole and then a big finger being pushed in to it, working the lubricant into her.
Emma though she knew what was about to happen and she wanted to make sure it happened. “Ohhhh! Yes! Please! Do it! Fuck my filthy whore ass with your big baton you fucking cunt. I dare you.” She shrieked at the officers. Emma got her wish! Seconds later a rubber baton was forced up her butt hole. The officers fucked her hard, with their baton’s in both holes. The pain and pleasure was like nothing she had ever experienced. Her arousal grew as the fucking became faster, harder and more intense.
Emma wanted more. She urged the officers on. Shrieking obscenities at them. “Fuck me like a whore. Smash my ass and cunt with your big baton’s you bastards!” She screamed over and over again as the officers fucked her holes raw. On and on the fucking went until finally Emma felt her body begin to shake and after a few more minutes a huge orgasm exploded, surging through her body like electricity.
Emma’s orgasm went on for ages and she didn’t even notice the baton’s being pulled from her holes. By the time she had recovered she had been unshackled and was being manhandled, turning her over onto her back. Emma lay there with her eyes closed, breathing hard. She heard a noise, it was the door of the hut, she heard one of the officers saying goodbye to someone. Then she heard footsteps.
Emma opened her eyes and saw Max Holzem standing over her.He was smiling but didn’t speak. The next thing Emma felt was Max thrusting his cock into her well fucked pussy. It stung as soon as he entered her making her squeal with pain. “Shut up you fucking whore!” Max growled as he fucked her hard and fast. Max reached forward and grabbed Emma’s nipples, pinching and pulling on them as he fucked her.
Emma’s body hadn’t really calmed down from her earlier orgasm and she felt it building again. “Oh yes Max. Please hurt me. Hurt me bad.” Emma shrieked. Her pleading spurred Max on. He fucked her hard. The pain and arousal blurred into one within her body and Emma came hard again. As she bucked her way through another orgasm Max shuddered and spurted his cum into her soaking hole. Emma finally went limp. She was spent. Max pulled out of her. He was then gentle, helping her from the table and giving her a wash cloth and towel to clean herself up. He waited until she dressed and escorted her to his car.
As Max dropped Emma off he reminded her that it had been arranged for her to take the rest of the week off work. “You will need time to recover. I hope you will be ready to work at the brothel by the weekend. Frida will miss you if you don’t but it is OK if you are still sore. Maybe Frida should come visit you this week?” Max said to Emma.
“That would be nice.” Emma replied. When Emma got into her apartment she went to the bathroom, and stripped off her clothes. She examined herself in the long mirror, turning around slowly. Her breasts were swollen and red and there were red welts on her buttocks. Her anus and pussy stung and throbbed. She drew herself a warm bath with lots of soapy bubbles. Lay in it thinking what a whore she was and found herself hoping Frida would come and visit her.
To be continued………
Herr Holzem had been happy for her to work as often as she wanted, she was a popular girl and made the brothel plenty of money. He had told her she just needed to coordinate her work times with Frida, one of the managers of the brothel. Frida was the manager who looked after Emma since her first time and Emma really liked her. Whilst on the face of it Frida seemed gentle and caring, wandering around with her big smile and long blonde hair, she was also very much a no-nonsense girl, about the same age as Emma but she seemed so much more savvy, street wise, and robust. Her demeanor could be very stern, and given that she was a lot bigger than Emma, standing at about 5 feet 9 inches, very athletic with broad shoulders and firm D-cup breasts she certainly came across as a woman not to trifle with.
Emma had already established a few regular clients, all of whom paid her very well, especially Herr Heinze, who in the last couple of weeks had insisted on Emma calling him Henry. Henry had been her first client and loved to be given oral pleasure whilst seated in the lounge of the brothel, sipping his favorite scotch whilst people watched his whore do her duty. Additionally ever since she had been working at the brothel Herr Holzem had stopped calling her to his office to service him, presumably as he now had her working he had achieved his aim. So it came as a bit of a shock when Herr Holzem called her and asked her to come to his office during lunch one Monday morning.
Emma was a little intrigued and a little nervous as the time approached. She had worked at the brothel over the weekend and as far as she knew everything had gone well with all her clients, even the guy who had shackled her in the dungeon and spanked her before he fucked her anally, giving her a huge orgasm, he had certainly paid her well. Almost as soon as she had knocked on Herr Holzem’s door he had called her into his office and with a smiling face, offered her a seat.
“Good morning Miss Holmes. I hear you had a very good weekend at the brothel.” Herr Holzem asked. Emma nodded her head, wondering where all this was going. Herr Holzem then asked her if she had enjoyed being shackled and once again Emma nodded her head. Finally, Herr Holzem asked Emma to confirm that her boyfriend was away with work for the week. Emma was shocked but not really surprised that he knew so much, as he seemed to know everything about everybody who worked at the gallery. Again Emma nodded.
“Good!” Herr Holzem exclaimed, sounding very excited. Before telling Emma that he had a special assignment for her. She was first to go to the office of Herr Wreder, one of the directors of the gallery, who Emma had let fuck her on a couple of occasions before, to pleasure him. Following that she was to go home and dress in a short skirt and a zip-up top, comfortable shoes, no bra or panties, and wait for Herr Holzem to collect her. Herr Holzem confirmed that Herr Wreder would be speaking to Emma’s line manager, explaining to him that she was doing a special project for him and wouldn’t be in the gallery for the rest of the week.
Emma felt both excited and nervous but didn’t dare ask what the assignment was, she knew better than to question Herr Holzem. Emma confirmed that she understood and went back to her desk to tidy things away and then made her way to Herr Wreder’s office. Once she has pleasured the dirty old man, which she didn’t mind as he was very nice and generous she went home and changed into a leather mini skirt, zip up top and slip on flat shoes. She grabbed a small jacket to put on in case it got cooler and waited to be collected.
Max Holzem arrived literally five minutes after Emma had finished getting ready and once seated in his car Max Holzem told Emma he was sure she would enjoy this adventure but he also said that he wouldn’t divulge any details to her ahead of time. About fifteen minutes later Max Holzem turned off the main road and drove down a series of small tracks, through a forested area, for about five more minutes before stopping at a very small clearing. At one end of the clearing was a small wooden hut, like a forest meister’s cabin. There were no other cars or people about and now Emma was very intrigued.
Max Holzem told Emma to unzip her top and she obeyed him immediately, exposing her large D cup breasts and Max reached across, grasping and squeezing them and pulling on her nipples until they became hard. Then he reclined his seat back a little and said “OK Miss Holmes. Come and suck my cock.” Emma knew she had to obey him, although she really didn’t mind, and she shuffled around in her seat so she could get into a comfortable position to suck Max’s cock, which he had now freed from his clothing and, was already hard.
Emma grasped Max’s cock and lowered her head, taking his cock head into her mouth. Despite Max being much older than her Emma had got to like his cock. It was thick and throbbed in her mouth as she sucked it. She squeezed his shaft hard, making his, already big cock head swell in her mouth. Despite the fact she was enjoying sucking on Max’s cock she couldn’t help wonder what his plan was, as he could have just demanded she suck his cock in his office as he had done many times before.
A few minutes later Emma heard the sound of another car pulling up, close to where they were. “Oh dear Miss Holmes! We have company!” Max said. Emma froze, wondering if the company was planned or unplanned. “You’d better sit up Miss Holmes. I think we may be in trouble.” Max said slowly and quietly. Emma reluctantly lifted her head and her heart almost stopped when her eyes focussed on the unmistakable green and white markings of a German Polizei car and the two uniformed officers getting out of it.
One of the officers walked to each of the front doors of Max’s car. Emma fumbled with her top but in her horrified and panicked state she couldn’t get the zipper fastened before the officer was at the door and was banging on the window, telling Emma to open it. Emma nervously lowered the window with one hand whilst doing her best to cover her bare breasts. “What is going on here?” Demanded the officer. Emma was unable to speak and the officer then demanded she open the door. Emma turned around to look towards Max for some help and guidance but Max was already climbing out of the car and talking to the other officer.
Emma opened the door and the police officer dragged her from the car and once again demanded to know what was going on. Again, Emma was unable to answer and then the officer said “You were sucking his cock! Are you a hooker?”
“No! I’m not!” Emma shrieked.
From the other side of the car she heard Max shout to the officer, “She is! She is a hooker. I picked her up on the street.” Emma went crimson, partly with embarrassment and partly with rage at the sound of Max’s comment.
Before she could say anything to the contrary the police officer grabbed her arm and said “You need to come with us.” He began dragging Emma towards the wooden hut, her naked breasts swaying back and forth, and from the corner of her eye Emma saw the other officer following them, however Max was climbing back into his car. Now Emma was panicking as she realised Max had deserted her. A moment or so later she was inside the wooden hut and had been dumped in a chair next to a small table.
The two police officers leered down at her and told her she was in big trouble we should run you in and charge you with prostitution, we have a good witness, but if you play ball we will let you go with a warning. What do you say?”
Emma wanted to cry. She looked at the officers and said “What do I have to do?”
“Stand up and strip!” Growled one of the officers. Emma slowly stood and removed her top and her skirt, the officers saw she had no panties on and smiled. “You can keep your shoes on.” One of them said to her. As he spoke Emma looked at him and thought there was something about him that she recognised but before she could think about it they were both on her, their big strong hands grabbing her breasts and pulling at her nipples. Get down on your knees”, the same officer growled.
Emma dropped to her knees, the hard floor hurt but she knew any resistance was futile. Both the police officers unzipped their pants and freed their cocks, both were flaccid but looked big, one considerably bigger than the other. “Start sucking you little whore!” Growled one of the police officers. Emma didn’t even look up at them. She gripped both their cocks and began sucking them, beginning with the biggest but alternating between them both. After several minutes, both of them were hard and had grown considerably, the largest of them was about nine inches long and almost as thick as Emma’s wrist, with the smaller one being a little over seven inches but just as thick.
After a few minutes more one of the officers, the one Emma thought she recognised, told her to stand up and bend over the small table, as he spoke it wasn’t as much of a growl as before and there was a hint of familiarity in his voice. Emma obeyed immediately and stood before bending over the table, her buttocks facing the police officers, as it was obvious they were going to fuck her.
The police officers wasted no time and seconds later Emma felt a cock being rubbed against her pussy, it rubbed up and down her slit several times before it was thrust into her like a spear. “Oooooowww Fuck!” Emma groaned as the officer with his cock up her began to fuck her with hard thrusts. Just as she was coming to terms with the way she was being fucked a hand grabbed her hair and pulled her head up. She saw the officer with the larger cock standing on front of her. He gripped his huge cock and thrust it against Emma’s lips. She knew she had no choice but to let the invader in and opened her mouth, allowing him to push his cock deep into her throat.
The savage spit roasting continued for what seemed an age, with the officers frequently swapping places. The longer it went on the more Emma began to enjoy it. Each time they swapped she was treated to a cock, freshly soaked in her own juice being rammed into her mouth and she enjoyed the initial rough penetration of a cock, especially the larger one, into her pussy. She was soaking, she could feel her juices running down her thighs and a saliva running off her chin, each time a cock was pulled from her.
The officer with the smaller cock was now fucking her hard and he gripped her hips, so hard his fingers dug into her flesh and hurt her. His thrusting got harder and quicker, his hips slamming against her buttocks. Then he thrust deep and she felt his cum spurting into her, splashing her vaginal walls and soaking her pussy. He quickly withdrew and his cock was replaced by the officer’s with the bigger cock. He began to fuck her just as hard and fast as the first officer had. She could feel his cock head bash against her cervix with every thrust and she felt the first rumblings of an orgasm start to rumble through her pussy.
The officer began to thrust his cock deeper, searching for the entrance to Emma’s womb, and her pussy began to tighten around it, her muscles gripping on to the thick shaft, almost pulling it into her. Her pussy burned with arousal, like a furnace, radiating heat throughout her whole body. She knew it was going to happen. Her body now craved for the big cock to release its seed. Her body began to tingle and then shake. The big cock thrust deep and the officer shook with the effort. Emma came hard as the first jet of his cum spurted into her, flooding her womb with his hot cum.
As she came down from her orgasm Emma felt weak. Her legs were trembling and her heart was still beating fast. She wondered if the officers had done with her. If she had done enough to prevent being arrested for prostitution. Unfortunately, for Emma, that was not the case. The officers had only just started, fucking Emma was just their initial assault on her body that day. Emma was dragged off the table and made to sit on the chair. She could still feel her pussy stinging as the two loads of cum flowed from her, pooling around her buttocks. The officers lifted their utility belts, which were laying on the floor, and removed their handcuffs and rubber batons and Emma’s eyes widened as they came close to her.
The officers used their handcuffs to shackle Emma’s arms to two of the chair legs and demanded she clean their sticky cocks with her mouth. Emma opened her mouth and allowed the officers to take turns shoving their cocks into her mouth. After a few minutes of her licking and sucking on the beautifully sticky and juice covered, tasty, cocks they began to harden again. As they hardened the officers began to force their cocks deeper into Emma’s mouth, their cock heads entering her throat making her gag. Emma pulled her head back so she could breath and felt a pain run through her body as one of the officers struck her breast with his rubber baton. “Don’t pull back you fucking whore.” He growled.
After the initial shockwave ran through her body Emma felt a residual tingle in her nipple from the strike. It was a kind of tingle that she liked and before she knew it she had pulled her head back again hoping it would encourage the officer to strike her again. He did! More than once, flicking the tip of his rubber baton across both her nipples. They stung and throbbed sending shivers through her whole body and Emma let out an involuntary groan of pleasure. The officers picked up on he moan and they grabbed a nipple each, twisting and pulling them hard. Emma initially yelped and then let out a loud gasp “Oh Yess! Fuck! Hurt me you bastards. I love it!”
The officers chuckled between each other and one said “Ok! The whore likes it rough! Let’s give it her rough.” They unshackled Emma from the chair and one of them grabbed her by the hair and dragged her from the chair, slamming her down onto the table, face down. Then they used the handcuffs to shackle her arms together beneath the table so she couldn’t move. Emma heard the two officers move and both stand behind her. Emma took a deep breath, bracing herself for what may happen, however when she felt the first strike of a rubber baton across her buttocks she howled and the air was forced from her body.
The officers continued to give her buttocks a good thrashing with their batons, calling her a filthy whore. Initially Emma begged them to stop but after the first half a dozen strikes it stopped hurting. Instead, every strike sent shock waves of sexual arousal through her. “Oh Fuck yes! Beat me. I’m a whore. Punish me!” Emma shrieked. Emma wondered why she was enjoying this rough treatment. She had never really had rough sex before, let alone been beaten but she was enjoying it and wondered if it may make her orgasm, however little did she know the officers were about to crank up the roughness to another level.
The thrashing of her buttocks stopped and there was silence and no movement for a few seconds, then Emma felt two hands on her buttocks, spreading them apart. She felt something hard pressed against her pussy and then pain as a hard rubber baton was thrust into her love hole. “Oooooooh! Fucking hell! That hurts.” Emma shrieked.
“You asked for it rough you little whore.” Came the reply and one of the officers began to fuck her
hard with his rubber baton, thrusting it deep into her pussy. After a couple of minutes she felt cool liquid being squirted onto her bum hole and then a big finger being pushed in to it, working the lubricant into her.
Emma though she knew what was about to happen and she wanted to make sure it happened. “Ohhhh! Yes! Please! Do it! Fuck my filthy whore ass with your big baton you fucking cunt. I dare you.” She shrieked at the officers. Emma got her wish! Seconds later a rubber baton was forced up her butt hole. The officers fucked her hard, with their baton’s in both holes. The pain and pleasure was like nothing she had ever experienced. Her arousal grew as the fucking became faster, harder and more intense.
Emma wanted more. She urged the officers on. Shrieking obscenities at them. “Fuck me like a whore. Smash my ass and cunt with your big baton’s you bastards!” She screamed over and over again as the officers fucked her holes raw. On and on the fucking went until finally Emma felt her body begin to shake and after a few more minutes a huge orgasm exploded, surging through her body like electricity.
Emma’s orgasm went on for ages and she didn’t even notice the baton’s being pulled from her holes. By the time she had recovered she had been unshackled and was being manhandled, turning her over onto her back. Emma lay there with her eyes closed, breathing hard. She heard a noise, it was the door of the hut, she heard one of the officers saying goodbye to someone. Then she heard footsteps.
Emma opened her eyes and saw Max Holzem standing over her.He was smiling but didn’t speak. The next thing Emma felt was Max thrusting his cock into her well fucked pussy. It stung as soon as he entered her making her squeal with pain. “Shut up you fucking whore!” Max growled as he fucked her hard and fast. Max reached forward and grabbed Emma’s nipples, pinching and pulling on them as he fucked her.
Emma’s body hadn’t really calmed down from her earlier orgasm and she felt it building again. “Oh yes Max. Please hurt me. Hurt me bad.” Emma shrieked. Her pleading spurred Max on. He fucked her hard. The pain and arousal blurred into one within her body and Emma came hard again. As she bucked her way through another orgasm Max shuddered and spurted his cum into her soaking hole. Emma finally went limp. She was spent. Max pulled out of her. He was then gentle, helping her from the table and giving her a wash cloth and towel to clean herself up. He waited until she dressed and escorted her to his car.
As Max dropped Emma off he reminded her that it had been arranged for her to take the rest of the week off work. “You will need time to recover. I hope you will be ready to work at the brothel by the weekend. Frida will miss you if you don’t but it is OK if you are still sore. Maybe Frida should come visit you this week?” Max said to Emma.
“That would be nice.” Emma replied. When Emma got into her apartment she went to the bathroom, and stripped off her clothes. She examined herself in the long mirror, turning around slowly. Her breasts were swollen and red and there were red welts on her buttocks. Her anus and pussy stung and throbbed. She drew herself a warm bath with lots of soapy bubbles. Lay in it thinking what a whore she was and found herself hoping Frida would come and visit her.
To be continued………
