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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Abby's Profession (M+/F, FF, nc, v) By Mercyslayer (mercyslayer@yahoo.com) *** Abby hated the night shift. She worked hard to become a police officer and because she was just a rookie, generally worked nights. Abby felt good about being a police officer. After her divorce, she fretted she would not find a career. At 38, Abby was no longer a young woman. She had always kept herself in shape and her 5 foot 11 inch frame supported Abby's 150 pounds well. Without the poorly fitting police uniform, Abby looked like a model with small, 36B breast that were tipped with small pink areolas and eraser sized nipples. Her waist was very thin, only 22 inches and then Abby's hips were very narrow at only 32 inches. Abby was proud of her body and maintained herself in outstanding shape through weight lifting and running. At the Police Academy, she finished well ahead of all the other women in any physical contest and this was a source of pride. Although Abby was just a rookie, because of her maturity and excellence in all aspects of the Academy, she frequently rode the night shift alone. The night shift was safe; the most boring chore for Abby was cruising through the rich neighborhoods and checking on the fat cats vacant homes. Nothing ever happened, and as Abby turned down another street to check on the Miller's home, she yawned and slowed the police cruiser. As she rounded the corner, Abby thought she saw a light go off in the Miller's home. The Miller's were important townspeople, with Mr. Miller a superior judge. They specifically requested the police department check their home while they were on vacation. Abby checked her log and saw that the Miller's were not due to return for another two weeks. Abby thought perhaps it was an automatic timer, but she could not recall seeing a light on before. Abby slowly turned into the long driveway up to the Miller's home. Protocol would be to park on the street and walk up, but it was very cold and Abby decided it was probably just a light timer. She would just check the doors to make sure they were locked, then leave. As Abby exited her police cruiser, she did not notice the shadows looking through the window. Abby inserted her club into the metal ring on her belt, thought about checking in, then decided this chore would only take a few minutes and started up the steps to the large front door. Abby reached the door and attempted to turn the knob, it was locked. Abby jingled the knob and turned again, still locked. Satisfied, Abby walked around to the rear of the house to try the back door. Abby slowly turned the knob and opened the back door. Abby pulled her club out and cautiously entered the kitchen. Nothing appeared amiss. Her radio beckoned for a check-in. A routine call when the dispatcher could not hail the police officer in the cruiser. Abby jerked the radio from her belt and announced everything was fine. Abby decided not to bother anyone else with checking the house. There did not appear to be anyone inside and she replaced her club as she entered the living room. Abby heard a noise at her back, but before she could react, everything went black. Abby felt the stinging on her cheeks and realized someone was slapping her. She opened her eyes and before her stood four large men with stockings over their heads. Abby could not speak due to wads of cloth stuffed into her mouth and secured with tape. Abby reached for her gun and found her entire belt was missing. Abby realized she was in trouble. "I think the bitch is awake," the largest man stated. Abby focused her eyes and tried to determine her situation. Her hands were secured behind her back with her own handcuffs and her belt with Abby's mace, gun, club, and radio was gone. In front of her were four men, the one who spoke to her she heard someone call Eddie. "Ned, go inside and pull the cruiser around back, Bart you set up the lap top while Bill gets the digital camera," Eddie ordered. Abby looked frantically around as the men responded to the commands of their leader. Eddie knelt down in front of Abby and spoke. "Well, you cop bitch, this is better than we hoped. We thought the Miller's would be here and planned to sell that bastard's teenage daughter, but you'll do just as good, maybe even bring a higher price." Abby did not understand what Eddie meant, but saw her gun pointed directly at her head. Bart had returned and went behind Abby and removed the handcuffs. Abby slowly got to her feet watching Eddie with her gun every minute. Eddie continued to point the gun at Abby's forehead. "Now cop bitch, strip that uniform off," Eddie ordered. Abby just glared at him unable to speak through the gag. This was a mistake as Bart struck her hard across the face with the back of his hand. Abby did not move, and Bart hit her twice more bringing a trickle of blood to Abby's mouth. "This is your last chance, either strip off that uniform or I'll let Bart here beat the shit out of you then strip you anyway," Eddie informed her. Abby realized he was right and began to unbutton the dark blue blouse. She cursed to herself because she always wore very sexy underwear beneath her police uniform. Abby felt more feminine wearing the frilly things. Tonight she wore a demi-cup black bra and matching black thong. After Abby removed her boots and pants, Eddie stopped her. Abby's face was crimsoned as she stood before the men clad only in her bra and panties. Her hands were jerked behind her back and secured with her own handcuffs again. The one called Bill and Ned returned to the room. "Let's get started with the pictures first," Eddie casually commented. With that, Bart pushed Abby onto the floor in a sitting position. Bart came around front and kicked Abby's legs apart. Abby felt her thong separating her vaginal lips as her legs were pushed further apart. Next Bart yanked Abby's bra down below her breasts causing them to stick out further. Positioned like they wanted her, Bill stepped in front and started snapping pictures with the digital camera. Abby tried to make out Bill's features, but the stocking blurred any clear identifying marks. Abby could tell that Bill and Eddie were white while Ned and Bart were very large black men. "That's enough," Eddie commanded, "let's get the cop bitch strapped down, make the cunt and ass shots, and send them." Bart and Ned grabbed Abby by the arms and walked her into the dining room to the end of the dining room table. Abby noticed it was a very large table able to seat at least twelve people. Abby was pushed to the table so that the edge pushed into her thighs. She heard the click of a knife and felt the blade slice through her bra straps and then her bra was gone. Bart turned her around facing him and took Abby's nipples in each of his forefingers and thumbs and began to squeeze. Abby winced in pain as Bart increased the pressure until her nipples were numb. Then Bart suddenly released them and Abby cried into her gag as the pain returned more intense as the blood rushed back into them. Abby looked down and her nipples were now swollen and erect, pointing straight out. Ned came over to her and Abby noticed her badge in his hand. He commented that the badge would be a good addition to the photos and proceeded to drive the pin into Abby's left breast. Abby tried to jerk away as she saw her police badge impaled into the soft flesh of her breast, a tiny stream of blood flowing from where the metal pin was driven to the base of the badge. Tears filled Abby's eyes as Bart jerked her thong down to her knees and kicked her legs apart as wide as the thin material would allow. Bill returned with the camera and clicked off several shots then ordered Abby turned around. Bart twisted Abby around and pushed her down onto the table. Abby felt her thong being replaced and her legs pulled wide again. Abby tried to struggle free when she felt the rope securing her ankles to each of the legs of the table. It was no use, Abby's was now at their mercy as she felt the thin strip of material covering her cunt and ass pulled to one side and secured with some type of tape. Although she could not see behind her, she hear Bill clicking away again with the camera. At the other end of the table, Abby could see a laptop computer. Bart took the disk from camera and loaded the pictures onto the computer. Abby strained to see the sight and pulled hard against her bonds when she read, "Slaves for Sale." "We only have about an hour, hurry and put those pictures out there so we can get some perspective buyers," Eddie instructed Bart, "Now I'll see if we can get this cop bitch wet." With those words, Abby felt the knife again, this time slicing through her thong. Abby felt the cool air on her now exposed cunt and ass. "Look here, this cop bitch is shaved." Because of working out and swimming, Abby always kept her cunt shaved completely, now it served as a source of pleasure for her rapist. Abby jumped when she felt the finger inside her cunt lips. Eddie commented on her dryness then moved his finger up and down looking for Abby's clit. Abby tried to concentrate on anything else except the touch of Eddie's finger on her clit. "There it is, now let's see if this cop will get wet for me," Eddie announced as he found Abby's clit, wet his finger and began to slowly massage the flaccid nub. Abby struggled against her bonds and Eddie's touch as she felt her clit responding to his gentle massage. Tears filled her eyes again as she heard Eddie's announcement that "cop bitches" were no different from other "bitches" as Abby's body betrayed her and the juices flowed out of her cunt. Eddie now worked Abby's own fluid up and down her cunt pulling at her cunt lips and pinching her clit to increase the flow. She felt his wet finger at her anal opening and screamed into her gag as she felt Eddie's digit pushed in to the first knuckle. Abby had not even considered that her asshole might be raped also. She and her ex-husband tried anal intercourse one time and the pain was too much for her so Abby never tried again. Abby tried to buck her hips when she felt her anal ring tighten around the second knuckle. Then just as quickly as Eddie inserted it, he removed his finger and started on Abby's clit again. Abby moaned in disgust when Eddie interpreted as her becoming aroused. "She's more than ready," Eddie shouted, "this cop bitch is so wet she's dripping onto the floor and look how swollen her cunt lips got." Abby tried to shut the comments out but it was impossible. She heard Eddie's zipper and braced herself. Eddie slowly worked the tip of his dick between her cunt lips, rubbing it up and down across her clit. She resigned herself to being raped and waited. Eddie did not disappoint her and slammed his hard cock deep into Abby's cunt. She was stunned momentarily with the size of Eddie's penis. Abby had not been fucked by anyone since her divorce three years ago and as her cunt walls stretched to accommodate Eddie's nine inches she was glad she lubricated so much. Abby felt Eddie's weight on her back as his pubic hair scratched her ass. He worked his hands underneath her chest and grabbed both of her breasts pulling her upward and bending her back toward her ass. Bowed in this abnormal position, Abby fought to breath as Eddie worked himself in and out of her cunt. Abby felt Eddie tense at the same time he squeezed her globes tightly. Abby felt Eddie's warm fluid spread throughout her cunt as he pumped two or three more times then dropped her onto the table and pulled his dick from her cunt. Abby struck her forehead on the table and was momentarily stunned. She heard Eddie tell the others they could fuck her now, but he wanted Abby's ass first. Abby endured the grunting and pounding of the other three men as she laid across the dining room table, legs spread wide, hands cuffed behind her back. She worried about the web site and wondered what her fate would be. She didn't not care that she was being fucked. Eddie's cock was by far the largest, so the others were not uncomfortable. She felt no pleasure only disgust as her cunt made squishing noises went each stroke. Finally, Ned, the last rapist have her removed his cock and shot his sperm all over Abby's ass. Abby shook her head from side to side and wailed tears at her degradation at the hands of these rapists. Abby continued to bounce her ass on the table and try to get away after Ned was done. She stopped suddenly when she felt the stinging blow on Eddie's hand across her asscheeks. Eddie ordered her to remain still reminding her he could still kill her. Eddie then informed everyone that he was going to open Abby's ass for their perspective customers. Abby pleaded through her gag as she felt Eddie's hand smear the juices and cum from her pussy into her ass. She screamed in pain as he again worked first one finger, then a second into her rectum. Eddie opened and closed his two fingers in all directions stretching Abby's asshole for his cock. Satisfied it would not rub him raw, Eddie placed the tip at Abby's anal opening. Abby tried to rise up and pounded her hands into her back. "Look the cop bitch likes it up the ass," he observed as he slowly worked his nine inches into Abby's essentially virgin ass. Abby began to pound her head on the table making a large racket; she bucked her hips trying to dislodge Eddie's cock from her ass. But inch-by-inch, Eddie pushed harder until all nine inches settled into Abby's asshole her anal ring stretched tight around the base of his dick. Abby froze, not moving as the pain coursed from her ass through her body. As Eddie pulled back, Abby felt her ass was on fire. Eddie pulled his dick completely out of her ass and before her hole could close completely, slammed his cock back home. Abby renewed her struggles and Eddie grabbed her short, black hair and yanked her head back until Abby thought her neck would snap. Eddie ordered her to be still and he began to saw in and out of her ass. With her head pulled so far back, Abby's chest was off the table. This afforded Bart easy access to her tits. As Eddie worked Abby's asshole, Bart sucked Abby's tits and bit her nipples bringing blood. Abby cried, yelled into her nothingness, her pleads to be released unheard as her body was ravaged. Eddie pulled her head back further as Abby felt his cock grow in her ass and his sperm bathe her intestines. Again Eddie dropped Abby's head onto the table and pulled his cock from her ass. Abby could feel Eddie's sperm trickle out of her rectum and run down to mix with the sperm leaking from her cunt. Abby's ass was about to be fuck again by Ned when there was a quiet knock on the door. "Our first customer," Eddie announced. Ned turned his attention back to Abby and shoved his cock into her now well-lubricated ass as Bill opened the door. Abby strained her hear around to see what appeared to be a well-dressed businessman and woman entered the home. The man appeared to be in his fifties and the woman about forty. Both were richly dressed and as the man talked with Eddie, the woman watched Ned ass-fucking Abby. Abby looked at her pleadingly with her eyes, but she could see the woman's respirations visibly increase. It was obvious to Abby that the woman was getting off on watching Abby ass-fucked. "Daryl," the woman cooed, "I'll got to have that, pay the man then fuck me." The man named Daryl continued his discussion with Eddie as the woman continued to watch Ned fucking Abby. Abby turned her head away as the woman pushed her hand down the front of her skirt and began masturbating. Ned tensed and Abby felt the second load of sperm in her ass. Ned quickly pulled out and the woman stood behind Abby making comments about her cunt and ass like Abby was not a person. The man called Daryl came to the front of the table and requested to see Abby's tits. With that request, Eddie again pulled Abby back by the hair and Daryl seemed disappointed. Daryl commented to the woman that the tits were rather small, but the woman continued to insist she wanted Abby. Daryl saw the police badge, chuckled and removed it from Abby's breast putting it in his pocket. Daryl agreed and Abby watched in horror as he paid Eddie what look like only 10,000 dollars. Eddie ordered Bart to release Abby's ankles, but the woman stopped him. She told Eddie she wanted Abby ass-fucked again while her husband Daryl, fucked her in the ass. Eddie told Bart to go ahead and the woman went around to the other end of the dining room table. She moaned again but there was no pain, as Bart pushed his cock into her ass. Abby watched with disgust as the woman raised her skirt to show no panties and lay across the table like Abby. Daryl unzipped his pants to reveal an erection that shocked Abby. Daryl's dick was at least 14 inches long and 4 inches thick. The woman reached back and spread her asscheeks and Daryl walked forward, holding his rod in his hand and pushed it into her ass. Abby watched and grunted with each of Bart's thrust while the woman across the table moaned and cooed while her husband's massive tool pushed in and out of her ass. The woman then announced she wanted Daryl to come in the "cop bitch's ass." Abby's fears escalated quickly as Daryl removed his shit- stained dick from his wife's ass and moved to stand behind Bart. Abby just knew the shear size of Daryl's cock would injure her and renewed her struggles as Bart pulled his cock from her ass cursing that he wasn't allowed to finish. Daryl quickly replaced him and started trying to work his huge tool into Abby's ass. The woman told Eddie she wanted to hear Abby scream and Eddie snapped his fingers at Bill who promptly removed Abby's gag. "Gooooooddddd you're killing me," Abby yelled, "please take it out, your hurting me, I'm tearing." Daryl continued to work his cock an inch at a time into Abby's ass. The woman laughed and informed Abby she would soon get used to it. Abby's pleads continued with each inch. "No more, I can't take it, take it out of me, you're splitting me," Abby went on and on, as Daryl showed no signs of stopping. Finally all 14 inches were nestled firmly in Abby's ass. Little cracks appeared in her anal ring where it was pulled so tightly around Daryl's cock. Abby was covered in sweat and slumped onto the table, no fight remaining. She whimpered as Daryl pulled back about six inches and slammed home again. Abby's entire body quivered from her sobs as Daryl continued to fuck her ass with his enormous cock. Abby started to feel something deep inside and she couldn't believe herself. Tinges of an orgasm were building from the abuse her ass was taking. Abby began pleading again, not so much from the pain, but she did not want to have an orgasm in front of these sick people. It was not use, Daryl finally had Abby's ass stretched enough that he was pumping rapidly in and out. Little stains of blood could be seen on the massive shaft. The woman was squeezing Abby's nipples, pinching and pulling while her husband's speed increased. Abby now moaned in pleasure, the orgasm building against all resistance. Finally the orgasm exploded inside Abby and she heard herself begging to be fucked but could not believe the words. "Yes, fuck my ass harder, make me hurt, make me bleed, I'm yours, I'm you cop bitch, your slut, fuck me," Abby screamed as her orgasm continued. When Abby felt Daryl cock grow she started working her hips up and down trying to get every moment of the best fuck of her life before he exploded inside her. But Daryl pulled his cock abruptly from Abby's ass and his wife rushed to take the blood and shit-stained tool into her mouth drinking his cum like a pro. Abby was heartbroken. She begged and pleaded for another cock in her ass, but was ignored. Eddie untied her ankles and Daryl snapped a leather collar around Abby's neck that had a leash attached to it. Daryl gave the leash to his wife. Abby's handcuffs were replaced with soft leather restraints and leather restraints were placed around her ankles with a short chain hobbling her. The wife pulled the leash and Abby followed, cum leaking from her cunt and ass as she walked. Abby heard Daryl say something about branding the "cop bitch" and he brought out a small object that he heated with a lighter. Abby jumped as she felt the hot metal touch her inner thigh on the left and saw the words "Daryl's Slut" burned into her leg. It was true; Abby was sold as a slave because deep down inside she was a slave. As Abby walked barefoot to her new owners car she saw Ned pulling her cruiser out onto the street. Abby didn't care, she wanted to ask Daryl or his wife when she would be fucked again, but dared not speak without permission. Once inside the car, Abby realized she had been sold, like a piece of meat more shockingly, Abby realized she didn't care she finally found her profession, slave. IF YOU ENJOYED THIS STORY AND WANT MORE, GO TO MY WEBSITE http://www.asstr.org/~Kristen/mercy/open.htm PLEASE PROVIDE YOUR COMMENTS AND STORYLINE REQUEST TO mercyslayer@yahoo.com ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 18