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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Charlie's Angles (M+/F, nc, drugs, v, TV-parody) By Cheryl (cjr34@home.com) *** My name is Cheryl Honey and I'm the youngest lieutenant in the history of the LA police department. I graduated from the academy with the highest grades of my class and soon raised through the ranks. Last year I passed the lieutenant's examination with the highest marks again and now here I was in charge of my own division. Now of course I had heard the remarks that I slept my way to the top based solely on my looks. Perhaps I should explain more of myself to you. I am 25 now, blonde hair, blue eyes, 5-ft 6-in tall and pack all of 130 lbs onto a well-developed frame. My measurements are 36c-22-36, the proverbial hourglass figure. I also have a quick wit and I am very friendly and quick to laugh at a good joke. I let the remarks about float above me and tended not to let little things like that bother me. Early in my career I had been assigned the obvious duties given to most new good looking recruits. I'd been assigned the hooker details entrapping motorists into thinking I was a prostitute working the streets. Time and time again I was responsible for the arrest and conviction of hundreds of lonely men who fell for my act and wardrobe. The captain called me into in to the office last week and put forth a new plan in which he wanted to me to head up. Success could mean another promotion for me and anyone working for me on this project. As he laid it out, I could see this would be no ordinary project. My first stop after meeting the captain was to go to the police academy and do some scouting around. I would need at least three volunteers to join the team and I couldn't use anyone who had ever worked the streets as a cop before, so I began my search there. I spotted three young ladies all in the 18 to 21 age bracket that looked like prime material. I made arrangements for them to meet me in my office after graduation, which was to happen in just a few days. When they all showed up downtown on the appointed day I got a chance to see them in street clothes up close and personal. All three were definitely what any man would call lookers. Suzi, Jill and Lisa would be perfect in my mind but it was an assignment they had to agree to first, so I made my pitch and laid out the assignment. "There is a local club called, Babes-R-Us, a gentlemen's club meaning it features strippers. Lately there have been rumors of heavy drug dealing coming from it as well as prostitution. The owner is Johnny 'TNT' Carlino who has ties we believe to the mob. Rumors also say he may be involved in loan sharking, numbers, bookmaking and trafficking in human slaves out of Mexico. "There have also been reports lately that he may have ordered the hits on several of his competitors in the nightclub and drug business to increase his profits. Our job ladies, if you accept it, is to infiltrate his club at its base level and work our way into his confidence so we can bust him for everything we can. "I need three ladies who can go to work as strippers in his club. Now before you get the wrong idea, you will not have to work as prostitutes or druggies, just as strippers while performing see what you can learn. On top of your base pay of course there will be a special 'hazardous duty pay' each week this takes. Call it a working bonus of about a thousand dollars a week extra. On top of that, all money you make working in the clubs is yours to keep." ======= I watched the three pretty well built young recruits and could see the numbers floating around in their minds. One by one I could see them agree to the idea. When they finally all did agree, I made arrangements for them to work out with a dance instructor about some routines for dancing in the club. I also opened up an account at several clothing stores for them to purchase the types of outfits they would be required to work in and play in. After two weeks they were ready and all reported to my office in their hot new outfits. All the guys in the precinct just stared at the 'hookers' reporting to me. That's what they looked like in everyone's mind but mine. I looked at them and remembered when I could stop traffic dressing like they did that day. You want to talk about short skirts and clingy tops that hid nothing and enhanced everything! Even their walk had taken on a new passion of it's own, thanks to the efforts of the dance instructor. I laid out the final details of the plan, told them not to contact us, that we would contact them and sent them on their way to audition. Everything hinged on them getting hired I had stressed to them and they assured me that they would do whatever it took to get hired. The following events are part of their log so read on. Everyday one of them would go to the club alone and ask for a job. Suzi was first and she was led to the manager's office in back. He looked her up and down and said that to be a stripper in his club he had to see the goods before letting her on stage, to make sure she had no tattoos or scars he said. Suzi seductively began to remove her clothing for him and when she was nude he stood up and moved near her. "You know we do lap dances here as well where while we don't encourage touching by the customers, it is allowed if not blatant. I'm going to sit down here and you do a sexy lap dance for me." As Suzi went thru her routine and moved closer and closer his hands were roaming up and down her legs. She moved closer straddling his lap now with her legs on the outside of his. His hands moved to the inside of her legs and then went up brushing at first then being more obvious he began to rub her pussy lips and fingered her clit before his fingers entered her now wet and hot pussy. She was humping his hand now as she neared climax and he rubbed harder and faster till she suddenly stiffened and then fell onto his lap as she orgasmed. He took his fingers out of her sopping cunt and played with her tits, spreading her sexy aroma all over them. He then took his fingers and stuck them into her mouth where she hungrily swallowed and tongued clean his fingers. As she wobbly stood up, he smacked her ass and said, "Report for work tomorrow." The next day it was Lisa's turn and she now had an idea of what to expect from the manager. As she entered the club, she saw Suzi on stage grinding her naked body in front of the 60 men and watched her for a minute hoping that she too would look that good dancing in front of strangers totally nude like Suzi was doing. She was led to the manager's office and went the whole routine again like Suzi had completely down to the lap dance. When she thought her interview was over, he said, "You know we have a private club downstairs for special VIP's where the money is tremendous. You look like you could do very well down there. Interested?" She knew she had to say yes and did so. He said, "Well the VIP's require a little bit more special attention. Since you're already naked, come over here and suck my dick." Knowing she had to do this, she approached him and fell to her knees in front of him and unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. As she began her labor of love on his cock with her mouth she wondered why Suzi hadn't told her about this part of the interview. She worked her hot mouth on his stiff cock, proving herself by swallowing all 8 inches of his stiff dick. Her hot mouth soon had him spurting his hot cum deep into her throat and she again proved herself by swallowing all of his hot load and looking like she loved it, which she did. As she stood up, he smacked her naked ass and said, "Report for work tomorrow." Jill was the last of the three to go in for an interview. She had been told what to expect and knew she could handle it as well as the others had handled their interviews. She dressed extra sexy wanting to make a good impression on the manager. When she entered the club she noticed Lisa on one stage fingering her-self for the guests and Suzy had wrapped herself on another stage with what appeared to be tons of cellophane while the guys shot squirts of beer and other drinks on her. Both appeared to be enjoying themselves. In the managers office Jill was given the same routine the others had gone through complete with the blowjob. As she too stood up thinking the interview was over, Jill was told to sit down for a minute while the manager got on the phone. He got off the phone and said, "Besides stage work, sitting with customers and working the private club downstairs, there were special parties hosted at private homes that I think you'd be perfect for." Knowing she had to get the job, she told him that she was interested in all aspects of the club. The door to the office opened and two of the larger bouncers on the clubs employ entered and eyed the naked body of Jill. The manager explained that at these private parties, often the guests liked to see a live sex act and if she wanted the job she would have to be fucked by the likes of these men. Now both of these men were large African-American's about 6 foot five inches tall each. As they began to disrobe, Jill remembered her fantasy's she had had for the longest time of serving black men and here before her she was about to live out her fantasy. The two men made no overtures at foreplay, treating her more like a slut, which she loved inside her soul. One grabbed her hair and forced his monster ten-inch cock deep into her open and willing mouth. The other man moved around behind her and being used to this sort of action, plopped his semi-hard cock into her still wet and hot and open pussy. With his free hand he roughly groped her firm tits and played with them as if they had no feeling the pain he was inflicting upon her body. They worked her back and forth for about fifteen minutes, switching positions at times giving her different sensations all the time. They brought her to three orgasms before the manager indicated it was time. As if on signal the two giants grunted harder and plowed harder and faster and came as one, flooding her mouth and pussy with all the man juice they had stored up. (Man-juice?) She lay there heaving for a bit and then stood up and the manager smacked her ass and told her to report for work the next day. My report. I have been in contact with the girls several times in the last three weeks they have worked at the club. They have performed many sex acts in the private club downstairs often together doing lesbian performances. At the times crowd members have been invited to join in the fun and fuck one, two or all three of them at the same time. Drugs were quite common among the girls and used freely in the dressing rooms but so far, no outright selling of drugs, no prostitution, or any other illegal activities had been seen by the three. I get the feeling something is going on I don't understand cause all three have said in order to make a good appearance they need to supply drugs to the other dancers who had been sharing with them. I also found out the girls were volunteering more and more often for the private club and private shows as if they may be-coming intoxicated with what they were doing. Were they becoming hooked on the drugs and sex? I decided to find out for myself. I knew I was older than most of the girls working this club but I had to find out what was going on with them. I spent a week in a health club trying to tone up the slight problem area's I had let go with shining a desk for a living. Still, when I put on some of my older party outfits, I looked presentable I thought and applied for a job in the club. As I entered the club, only Jill was on stage using a beer bottle to masturbate with for the enjoyment of the paying customers. I would later find out Suzy and Lisa were downstairs performing a rough bondage act for the VIP's who had paid to see them put through their paces. I entered the manager's office as directed and was given the usual treatment my girls had been given, including the double fucking by the two blacks which I immensely enjoyed personally. As I stood up thinking it was over, the manager said to me, "You know, you're a little older than we usually hire her. I like to keep them in the 18 to 21-age bracket. I may be able to use you in other area's not open to the rest of the girls." As I wondered what he had in mind, he made a phone call and got approval from someone higher up I guess, cause he turned at me with a big smile on his face. "The boss is looking for a new girl to host parties at his house and do things for the extra special guests. He says if you want the job, he'll interview you tomorrow, if not, I'm afraid I can't use you." I knew I had to agree so I said yes and he set up the interview for the next day. That night I tried to contact my girls but either they were so stoned and being fucked or working, no one answered their phones. I went to sleep wondering what awaited me the next day. I only wanted to be near my girls to find out what was going on. Sleep did not come easily that night to me. The next day I was led into 'TNT'S' private residence, a huge mansion situated in the hills far from his nearest neighbor. I could see right away why he was called TNT, he was fucking huge, built like wrestler though. He was easily 6 feet and 8 inches tall and not an ounce of fat on him. He explained the duties and fees and all the particulars of the mansion. I agreed to them all, knowing I now had free run of the mansion and the clubs he controlled. A few days later I visited the Babes-R-Us nightclub and confronted my girls. The impression I got was they were hooked on the drugs and sex and I may have lost them to it all. I was determined to get them back though. So I arranged for them to perform at the mansion, a place they had never been too. TNT was pleased with my plans cause he had heard nothing but good things about the girls in the club so far. I arranged for the party to be held the next weekend and promised the boss a show he would never forget. When the weekend arrived, I made sure everything was in place and the girls were presentable meaning nude and available. I too was nude but for a different reason. Big shot friends of the boss arrived, some from Columbia, some from Mexico, even some from Russia, it seems the boss had ties to many foreign countries as well. The drugs were free flowing and the girls were especially willing to partake of the drugs it seems. All the girls had been taken at various times upstairs for some private fun but I knew the best of the party was yet to come. I finally told the boss I had to discuss the rest of plans for the girls, to the girls, and that I would need them alone in private for about half an hour to set things up. He agreed and as the men drank cognac and smoked hundred dollar cigars and made million dollar deals, I got the girls alone upstairs. I told the girls the time was now to remember why they were here and do their jobs as policewomen. They seemed to almost have forgotten that aspect of why they were there in the first place. It seems the drugs and sex had really done their trick on my girls. I told the girls if they didn't close to the guests and learn the secrets we had been sent to find, I would make they perform an act so sick before everyone they would wish they had never been born. This seemed to shock them a little but not much. I could hardly recognize the three girls in front of me, their eyes glazed over and their hands constantly touching their breasts and rubbing their pussy's as if they needed more of what they ached for, which was more drugs and more sex. They were indeed hooked into the lifestyle and I only hoped I could save them. I led my three girls onto a stage that had been erected in the courtyard of the mansion out back. The four of us stood there nude in front of about 20 drug lords and criminal masterminds. As I began my speech I noticed some whispering going on the crowd of men but had no idea what to make of it. I was soon to find out. "Gentlemen, these three lovely ladies will now put on a show for you the likes you have never seen before." Before I was able to continue, Jill spoke up and addressed the crowd. "She's a narc and she hired us to rat on you guys and now that we've refused she is going to make us do something horrible that we don't want to do." I looked at her with dread in my heart and mind realizing she had just sold me out and revealed our true reasons for being with the organization. Before I could protest or explain, TNT held up his hand and motioned for all of us to be quiet. "I have known all of you were members of the police force since almost day one. You Cheryl Honey probably don't remember a young boy of 18 you entrapped one day with your hooker routine, that boy was my son and he spent 30 days in jail cause he also had some drugs in his possession when you arrested him. But I have known your name and face for a very long time. I took fingerprints of all of you from glasses and bottles you held and sent them to my contact in the FBI and found out everything about all of you. Now shut the fuck up all of you!" He turned to his group of visitors and we could see some discussion going on, I presumed it was about us cause every once in a while they look at us and make some comments. Finally TNT turned and faced us. "I know that all of you have no family to speak of, and your where-abouts have been privy only to Cheryl Honey and her captain and he has since been 'eliminated' by our members. I therefore see no reason for us to allow you to live any longer, none of you." With real fear we all knew he was right. The girls hadn't been to their real homes or apartments in over a month. They were orphans or had families far removed from their social lives. I had never married nor had a serious boyfriend to interfere with my professional life. They could kill us and no one would know. "On second thought, I have just been given a suggestion. You have a choice now it seems. You can either be killed right now, or I can sell you as slaves to some of the gentlemen here. Which do you choose?" Like a drowning person thrown a lifeline we all quickly agreed to the latter of being sold. None of us wanted to die. We agreed. "Suzy, I have just sold you the oriental gentlemen where you will service his commando's in the jungle fighting the federale's searching for his crops. Most of his men haven't had a woman in over a year. His armies number in the thousands and you may think you will live long, but I think not unless you are able to handle hundreds of men at a time for many days on end. Be gone." With that I watched Suzy being led away by three large oriental bodyguards to be bound for the jungles of the Far East. I never saw her again. "Lisa, I have just sold you the Nigerian gentlemen here to be put to work servicing the armies in the African jungle where the aids virus is quite high and life expectancy not great. You will be highly prized as a young lovely blonde in a land of blacks and should expect three or four years of constant servitude to men or whatever the natives decide to have pleasure with you. Be gone." With that I watched Lisa being led away by two huge dark skinned guards to the African nations, never to be seen or heard of again. "Jill, my sweet, you were my favorite fuck. I will miss you. You never disappointed me and were willing to do anything I told you but alas never more. I have just sold you to the Russians where you will be taken to the hidden slave camps in Siberia. The guards there have control of the miners who slave in the mountains of Siberia. They are extremely ruthless and most Russian slave girls don't last more than a year there before committing suicide. I am told they are extremely sadistic and highly imaginative for creating new games of sex and torture. You should enjoy the first week there the most, but after that I'm afraid you too will look for an easy way out. Be gone." With that I watched sweet Jill being led away to the cold northernmost reaches of the Russian Empire. I would never see her again. "Cheryl Honey my dear, last but not least, I have thought long and hard about you. I am not going to sell you into slavery for sexual purposes. I am going to sell to the former doctor of the death camps of the Nazi's who now lives in high in the mountains of Bolivia under a new name. You will not enjoy your stay there, believe you me. Be gone." I too was now led away to a place I had no idea and to things I couldn't even wonder about. This addendum provided by the Cheryl Honey's replacement at police headquarters. This material is second hand in nature but I am assured it is quite accurate. Suzy, Lisa and Jill all lived for at least a year before my contacts lost track of them. They may have been sold again or could be dead, in any case they are gone and all records of them at the academy and here at police headquarters have been erased, like they never existed. Cheryl Honey was indeed taken to Bolivia where the mad doctor experimented with body replacement treatments. His dream was to be able to transplant young healthy organs and body parts onto the aging Nazi inhabitants of his little world. He practiced on Cheryl Honey. He first removed her hands at the wrists and attached them to an 89-year-old ex-compatriot and it seemed to work. Of course Cheryl having no hands had no way to feed or clean or bathe herself and her captor tended to all her needs. He was not above using her body sexually but he preferred to insert insanely large and disgusting things into her pussy and ass. Next he removed her feet from the ankles down and attached them to the legs of a diabetic who had lost his feet due to his illness. This too seemed to take. Cheryl was now able to get around by crawling on her elbows and knees only. That wouldn't last long. One of his partner's daughters had lost both her legs to gangrene when she accidentally fell into a field shredder and the rusty blades had sliced her open to the bone. Cheryl's legs were both amputated at the hip and now all she could do was lay there and at times roll over to lick her food up off the bed or floor. Her arms were removed from the shoulders for another experiment and Cheryl lived as a torso only another year while one by one her organs were removed to be used in the other aging patients of the doctor. The reason I am privy to all this extra information is because I was one of the men passed over for lieutenant during the exams that gave rise to Cheryl's promotion. I deserved that promotion and just because I didn't have tits or look like a playboy model, I was passed over. I wanted revenge and now I have it. I also have her job. Oh one more thing, I am the one who told my uncle 'TNT' about the police infiltrating his operation. He gave me a million dollars to say thanks. This report is now closed. Signed Charles Townsend and that was the case of Charlie's Angels. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection