Colourful leaves being whipped in the air.

Beautiful girls walking and giggling in pairs.

Young men shouting and laughing in glee.

It might seem wonderful, but what about me?

I am the one who sleeps on these streets.

I have a think blanket but nothing for my feet.

You see me as part of the walls.

The hard concrete.

Please don't kick me, or scream at me abuse.

I am cold, hungry and helpless. I did nothing to you.

I will get through this. Just wait and see.

Have you heard of that thing called Karma? Don't be cruel to me.

I wake up, stirring in a bed that isn't mine. It doesn't take long for me to remember.  I'm so sore.

Why on earth would I allow that to happen? It was fantastic,  that's a given, but it was so wrong. What's wrong with me?

I feel his erection press against my backside.  His arm around my waist tightens. He's awake.

I can't do this.

I scramble across the bed, dragging the thin white linen with me.

I stand at the wall, wide eyed and waiting.  I watch as lucas sits up. His eyes show the worry he's trying to conceal.

"Calm down Cassie. I ain't going to bite you.  Not unless you ask me." he wriggles his eyebrows at me in a cheeky show.

"How can you be joking about this Lucas? This is fucked up and you know it. I need to get to college. This was a total mistake."

I scurry to the door, with my makeshift toga. But he's faster. He blocks my exit with his big strong body. If it came down to it, he could keep me here with a simple flick of his wrist. There's no way I could overpower him.

But he's not trying to intimidate me. His hands clasp together in front of him as if begging.  "Don't say that Cassie. You're just confused baby. Give me another chance. I'll show you tonight how good it can be."

Uh, uh. Not gonna happen.  I need to get out of here fast. I know he can change my mind, and I need to think without him being here with me. Last night proves it.

"No. I'm going to Aarons after college. I already made plans with him."

I watch as his eyes darken,  and panicking I back up. I keep walking until I smack the back of my knees onto the bed. I tumble onto it, and Lucas isn't slow to make his move.

He's quickly on his knees at my open legs. I frantically try to right the sheets around me, try to cover my bare self.  But he isn't having it.

He shoves me onto my back and pushes the sheets up and over my head. I'm naked now from the top of my stomach to my toes, the sheets covering my head, breasts and ribs. My arms wrapped in the sheets too, I struggle to get free.

I yelp at the feel of his hot tongue on my wetness. I stop struggling.  It's futile anyway.  I'm stuck within the linen, I can't find the opening.  He licks the length of my slit again.  Circling my nub with the tip of his tongue.

I moan loudly. I've always wanted to come this way. But not with him. It should be with Aaron.

I feel his teeth graze my most sensitive part and it drives me insane. I imagine it's Aaron.  His blonde head at the opening of my thighs, not Lucas's dark one.

He licks again,  applying more pressure, but keeping a slow pace. Oh my God. I've never felt anything so heavenly.  I moan loudly and try to grab his hair to force him to increase his speed.

I remember my arms are restrained in the sheets. The linen acting as restraints and a blindfold. Fuck. Even that's hot. I grind instead, rubbing my slickness against his mouth. Then I squeeze my thighs around his head, pressing him into me.

He doesn't allow it.

He spreads my legs, and keeps tight grips on my thighs. I can't move.

He licks. Slowly.  Torturing me with his pleasure. One.  Two. Three. Four times.

"I'm gonna eat you so damn hard, he'll taste me on you.  I'm gonna make your orgasm so big, that you'll think of me each time you sit the fuck down. I'm gonna make your tight wet cunt so sore that you'll think about how much you love my dick in you each time you walk."

Then he devours me. His mouth eating my pussy, like it's his last meal. His tongue pushes inside of my hole, in, out, in, out. He has me gushing quickly. His teeth dig into my swollen clit, and I scream as my orgasm comes.

I know it's him. And I think about what he's doing to me as I come. I imagine his face pressing against my come covered pussy, while he licks me clean.

The image is delicious.  I need to get him out of my head.

He doesn't stop his assault on my quivering pussy. He continues, only slightly faster. As if my juices have given him the drug he was craving.  He eats me still. Forcing the climb of my next orgasm.

"Tell me you love how I eat your pussy Cassandra.  Scream it out and I'll let you come quick."

I'm already close, so ignore him. I continue to moan. My attempts to push my pussy against him unsuccessful because of his grip on me.

Shit. He's a clever Bastard.  He slows down. Then speeds up, til I'm close again.  Then he slows down.

"I love the way you eat my pussy!"

He speeds up for me, adding a finger to pump my hole.

"Say my name Cassandra!  Fucking scream it!"

He presses his mouth to my clit and sucks hard, while his finger violently fucks my pussy.

"Lucas! Aaah, fuck. Fuck! LUCAS!!!!"

I come hard. My whole body shaking in a messy heap of satisfaction. 

Jesus Christ. 

Who would of guessed it could be like that.

I let my stepbrother eat my pussy. Twice.

I didn't say no!

I'm going to hell...

A mighty growl escaped him at my plea. A mixture of victory and lust danced in his eyes as he used one hand to grip his mammoth cock.

He brushed the tip of himself against my wetness, swirling my juices over my clit and around my entrance. He plays this game with me long enough to make me ask.

"Please lucas. Please." A whimper leaves me as he applies more pressure to my clit.

He looks down and directs himself to my hole, and watches as our bodies become one.

His fingertips dug into the soft flesh of my hips as he so, so slowly sunk his huge length into my wetness. Inch by thick inch he slowly and gently filled me.

He tortures me with it. He's far too slow, it's torturous. Almost painful. I feel every single part of him as he stretches me.

Then grabbing both of my thighs he moves us to the bed, our bodies still joined from where his dick is buried inside of me.

I've never been to this level of pleasure before, never even visited. And it's so wrong. So so bad of us. But he's stirring things inside of me that I've never even dreamt of.

It's so wrong. I have a boyfriend.  And worse, lucas is my stepbrother. We shouldn't be doing this.

Should I stop this now?

He slowly pulls his length out of me, leaving only his tip inside of my oasis. It still feels like so much.

My thoughts fly away. His muscled body towers over me. He's leant over me, has me caged.

His body's actions make me feel vulnerable.  But his eyes make me feel powerful. The combination overwhelms me. I don't know what to do, what to say or where to go.

He lowers his head, and I watch as his tongue snakes over my breast. He sucks in a nipple and his teeth gently graze it forcing me to moan out loud again.

"Tell me what you want Cassie. Tell me what will make you explode."

He whispers it into my ear, before trailing his tongue around the edge. Shivers tremble down my spine in pleasure, but I'm at a loss for words.

How am I supposed to tell him what I want when I don't know myself.

He slams his monster into me, the force sending me up the bed. I scream. Arching my back, my hands shoot up and grip onto his strong broad shoulders. My nails digging in.

He likes it, I watch as he moans and quivers. His excitement excites me. I drag my nails down his back to see his reaction.  He shivers again.  And with a deep growl, his eyes darken and he begins to really fuck me.

He wraps one arm around the top of my shoulders to keep me in place,  stop me from sliding up the bed with each powerful thrust. He grabs my left hip with his other hand and holds me tight as he pounds into me repeatedly.

I can't handle it. Soon enough I can feel it building. I wrap my legs around his waist and squeeze my eyes shut as my orgasm closes in. But lucas has other ideas.

He turns me onto my side, and I almost cry at the movement.  I was so close. He moves my leg that's touching the mattress to my chest.

"Keep that leg there Cassie. I fucking mean it!"

"Ok." I'm still panting, willing my heart to slow.

Then he pulls my other leg to his own chest. My muscles burn like this, but I'm so open, I guess he can get really deep in this position.

He slams into me yet again, and he pounds into me quickly. Hard, deep, fast thrusts force my orgasm quicker.

He must feel me tighten around him, because suddenly he slows his pace. "Don't you dare fucking come Cassie. Not yet. I need to make your orgasm the best fucking release you'll ever have. I need to make you scream."

I continue to moan at his slow powerful thrusts. This position must be some kind of magic. Or is it him?

His hand suddenly slaps against my arse leaving a burning sting, "Do you understand Cassie? Don't fucking come"

"Yes Luke. Yes. I won't come."

He begins to speed up his pace again. The feeling builds quickly,  and I know I won't be able to hold it. Only this time he tightens one hand around my leg against his chest, ensuring I can't move.

His other hand moves to where his dick is beating my wet sensitive pussy, and he starts to circle my clit in rough fast circles.

The building sensation twists and changes, turns into something alien. It quickly gets so powerful that I start clawing the sheets. Animalistic sounds coming from my throat as I slam my head back and forth.

Lucas growls louder, his thrusts becoming frantic. He bends my knee over his shoulder and leans his body weight onto me.

I'm screaming now, unable to contain it. What the fuck is he doing to me? His thumb presses harder onto my clit and I try to wriggle away. It's too much for me. It's too intense.

He slides his hand into my sweat covered hair and gets a tight grip before slamming his mouth down onto mine in a brutal kiss. He steals my moans. Captures my screams in his own mouth.

Oh my God. I'm getting close now. It can't build much more.  It just can't,  I'm already at the edge. Why can't I fall?

He changes tactic again.  This time, moving me onto my front.  I'm resting on my forearms and knees. He doesn't give me time to get comfortable but pushes my head to the bed and begins to screw my hole like his favourite toy. His fingers already on my clit.

He uses his other hand to squeeze and pinch my nipple.  I'm at the edge again and I bite into the cushion I rest my head on to stifle my moans.

"Fuck yeah! That's it Cassie. You can do it baby. You're gonna squirt all over this damn bed for me, like the naughty girl you are."

I can't muffle my screams anymore.  They're loud and echo off the walls. What the fuck kind of orgasm is this?! I can't reply. I can't even think. My whole being has been sucked into some kind of extreme insanity.

And my body writhes under his grip, like I'm trying to escape.

He pounds harder, circles my oversensitive clit faster. He releases my nipple and brings his hand to my throat. Squeezing tightly he lifts my head from the bed, he arches my back and puts his mouth to the side of my neck.

He sucks and kisses me there. But continues to slam into my core with an almost painful strength.

And fucking jesus Christ, I build even further.

"Come on Cassie. Be a bad fucking girl! Be my dirty, dirty slut.  Come for me."

His words tip me over the edge. My body tightens so much it hurts. But he continues to pump into my tightened core, brushing my g spot each time. Something bursts within me, and suddenly I'm flying. My body shatters into a million tiny peices, and I come, huge and gushing. 

My come squirting across the bed beneath me. My body collapses. Exhausted from the pleasure he's given.

But he's not finished.

He doesn't slow, but speeds up. Abusing my body like his personal doll. His strength alone holding me up.

He bites onto my ear, his almighty thrusts, beastly.

"Cassandra..."  My name roared from his mouth pushes another orgasm from me. Our releases collide together, creating a huge explosion.

I'm already drifting when I hear lucas speak.

"And tomorrow Cassie.  Tomorrow,  I'll show you something real  special."

Fishnet stockings. Leather and lace.

Nobody can say no. 

Look at that body. Look at that face.

With a lick of her lips and a raise of her brow,

She will have you on your knees without you knowing how.

She will make you beg before she touches your skin.

But you're about to awaken the beast from within.

She wants your screams and she wants your blush.

She'll make you crawl but make sure you rush.

Does she seem crazy, for her need to see you in chains?

It's your decision but she'll need you restrained.

She'll let you look but you can't touch.

She wants you to crave her. Need her so much.

The feel of her tongue drives you insane,

And you realise you still don't know her name.

You'll obey her orders. Let her tempt and tease.

You can use your mouth, down on your knees.

You call her Mistress, never honey or babe.

One night with her and you'll never be the same.

Dante James is the man everybody should go to when there's a sexual kink you just can't work through.

My name is Jewel Clarkson and I'm an officer of the law. My job is one where I can rarely hand over control. But with him, I can.

With Dante James I don't need to be in control of anything. He will take over. He will have control over my body, my juices, my soul. Even my mind.

When I'm with him, I belong to him. I am his.

I call him master. He calls me a number of names. But I know to answer to any. I know to follow his orders and as I look up from my position on my knees, I see him.

I see his oily muscled body. The only material on his flesh are the tight leather trousers that hang low on his hips.

His smoky grey eyes meet mine before he speaks.

"X marks the spot Jewel. Come to me."

"Yes master."

He crouches low to the ground and uses one long finger to beckon me.

I crawl to him. Slowly, and sensually. I'm already naked and as I make my way to him my juices run.

He will have me. And he will have me any way he wishes.

I finally reach him and lean back on my heels, awaiting my next order like the good slut I am.

"Now that you've reached the X, you're going to give me a show worth watching aren't you Jewel?"

"Yes Master, I am."

X is a toy. It is a dildo attached to a pole that will thrust, jerk and vibrate once the switch is clicked.

The pole can be extended, shortened and turned. Last time he had me restrained on the cold ground and flattened the pole so that the toy could penetrate me with no movement on my side.

I came a lot.

This time he wants to challenge me. I can see it in his eyes. He wants to push me to places I haven't been. He wants to see the mental fight between my mind and my body.

"Stand up. And keep your feet either side of the pole. Don't move."

"Yes master."

I'm fast, and once I have taken the position, I stand still with my hands behind my head. My elbows pointing outward.

He pulls the pole so that the toy is resting at my hole. I'm wet enough that we don't need lube, but he still spreads the liquid onto the silicone penis.

"You are a good slut aren't you Jewel?" He asks before standing up and looking me square in the eyes.

"Yes master."

My core tightens with the anticipation. It's these moments I need. I crave this. And Dante James will give me whatever I need. However I need it.

"Keep your hands behind your back and spread your arse cheeks. Hold them like that until I tell you otherwise."

"Yes master."

And as soon as I have done this, he clicks the switch on the toy.

It shoots up into me and twists within the vibrations. It's rough, fast, violent. It's what I need today.

My spreading my cheeks like this, makes things feel different. It almost feels like my arse is being used to.

The toy pounds me quick and it doesn't take long for my first orgasm to hit me.

It blows me away and I struggle to keep my position. My hands want to pull away and my legs want to give my pussy the freedom it craves.

My master takes a step closer. His eyes are dark and intense. He does nothing but click the switch again to speed the toy up.

And then he straightens, unzips his trousers and shows me his huge beast.

"You want to suck him, don't you slut?!"

"Yes master." I cry out. "Yes I do."

I come again and my moans become louder, faster.

"Well I'm not going to come to you. Bend over and make your mouth reach me."

I bend slowly as another orgasm pushes at me. And I'm bent at a ninety degree angle with my hands still spreading my arse cheeks and I have to stretch my torso out.

But I can reach. Almost.

I snake my tongue out and land a touch on the tip of his monster when he grabs my hair in a tight grip and arches my neck back.

"Did I tell you to begin, whore?"

"No master." I cry out, my orgasm has just blown and the toy is even deeper this way.

"What do you say?"

"I'm sorry master."

"What are you sorry for?"

"Trying to taste your big dick without your permission Master."

"Good girl. Now beg me to taste my dick."

It feels as though my body is too excited and I try hard not to writhe and let the sensations attack me.

"Please master. Please let me taste your big thick dick. Please let me suck on your cock until you tire of me."

And then he pounds to the back of my throat. He fucks my mouth just as hard as the toy fucking my pussy.

I gag on the beast in my throat and my eyes run.

He tells me how much I love it. How much more I want.

And it's as I'm coming for maybe the eighth time that he tells me this is only my warm up.

PART 2

He pulls his beast from my throat and I gasp for breath as I come yet again. I can't handle anymore, but I know he's not finished with me yet.

He drags the tall bench over to me and pushes it against my lower stomach.

He bends me down over it and snaps my wrists into the cuffs attached.

My tits hang over the edge and my arms are spread out wide as I'm bent over.

He walks behind me and strokes his hand over my arse before pulling it bag and landing me a sharp stinging slap.

"Aah!"

"Beg me for more slut. Everytime I touch you, no matter what, you want more."

"Yes master," I cry out.

He slips his hand around to my creaming pussy and within seconds the vibrating clit clamp is attached to me and pulsing strong sensations shoot through my whole body.

I come just as he let's out a number of vicious spanks upon me.

"Aww yes! Please spank me more master!"

"You want more slut? Ok, you asked for it!"

He spanks me over and over again, each lash worse than the last. I come over and over again. I really don't want more. I don't think I can take it.

"Tell me how good it is before you ask for more!"

"Oh my God master. I love the way you use my body. Aaaahhhh. You make me come so much. Nobody could ever make me come like you. Aaaahhhh. Fuck! I'll never get enough. More. Ahhhh, more. Fuck, please give me more."

I feel him pushing at my back hole. I'm tight there and have only been used once.

He uses his fingers to prepare me. He pushes two in and makes a scissors motion causing me to stretch. I explode again before his dick is even near me.

"Do you want me to fuck your arse, slut?"

"Yes master. I want you to pound into my arse with your massive cock. Please, please fück my arse. I beg you."

"Will you scream for me? Are you going to come over and over again?"

"Yes master. Yes!" I cry out, orgasms beat at me repeatedly.

Before my master pushes into my arse, he strokes down my spread legs and clicks the switch on the huge toy.

Beast mode has been enabled. The toy pounds into me and twists with a ferocity.

I cry out, I shout. I scream.

I come.

The clit vibrator and toy is too much to handle and then I feel my master slam into me with his own massive monster.

He fills me up. Stretching me with his own meat.

He has no Mercy on me.

He pounds into me, over and over again. My captured body his to use however he sees fit.

If the bench wasn't here I'd of collapsed a long time ago.

He slaps one hand against my hip so that he can fuck me harder and his other grasps into my hair and yanks my head back.

"Does the filthy slut enjoy being used like this?" He growls into my ear.

"Yes master. Oh, I love it master."

I can barely get my words out.

I'm sure I have no come left.

He uses me like this for what feels like hours. He has the toy fucking my cunt, the clamp stimulating my clit and his own massive monster takes ownership of my arse.

He owns me. Not only my body. But with each thrust, each word uttered from his godlike lips, he takes another peice of my soul.

His thrusts get rougher and my ragdoll body is abused just that stretch more.

He's pushed me past my limit. By far.

With a deep growl He suddenly pulls himself from my arse and circles round to allow his spunk to spray against my open moaning mouth.

My lower face is covered, as well as my heavy aching tits. His hot milk sticks and runs against my skin like a beast marking his territory.

Another orgasm bursts from me as he moves to switch off the angry toy. He lowers the pole and quickly releases my hands from the cuffs.

It's as he moves the bench that my body falls.

He catches me.

Always will.

And it's as my limp used body is slumped against his that he whispers to me.

"You did so good today Jewel. I'm so proud of you." He sweeps the sweat covered strand of hair from my face.

"And next month, as a reward for your fantastic behaviour, I'll have a friend join me."

I'd been forcibly shoved into the car and was currently trying to find a position that didn't make the vibrations shoot up me so strong, when a man wearing a leather jacket and beanie hat walked toward the car.

“What's up Kez? You got yourself some trouble?” He peered into the car and stared at me as if I was a strange creature.

My heart rate flew and I waited for her response.

“No Michael. I haven't got trouble. Just driving this little one home. She went through my things and got herself stuck.” she chuckles.

He smiles. An almost sinister stretch of the mouth. “Aww. She's so sweet. All precious and young.” he reaches a hand toward me and leans further into the car, when he's yanked back and away from me.

“Piss off Mike. You can't have her.”

He stumbles away from her easily. The conversation already forgotten.

The officer smiles at me and leans into the car herself before clicking down on the side of the device holding me captive and it drops away from my hands.

Then she slips into her seat and slams the door. Her golden hair glowing from the street lights.

“Ella. I need you to lean forward and place your hands on the headrest in front of you.” she doesn't give me a reason. She doesn't have to.

I obey.

“Ahhhh.” I moan out straight away. My clit is pressed against the toy this way and I get sensitive super fast.

“Oh Ella. I know, I'm sorry. I know it's hard. But I know you can do this. Don't come. OK?”

“Yes Ma'am.” I get my breathing under control and calm myself. That helps, if only a little.

She puts the keys in the ignition.

“Good girl.” the praise makes me feel good. Warm, and excited. But it also makes me nervous. I can hear the smirk in her voice.

She turns the keys. The engine roars to life and the seats beneath me feel like they're vibrating.

“Ooh. Ahh no. Please ma'am.”

“You can do it sugar. Hold off for me. There's a good girl.”

And she speeds away.

We finally pull up in the dark parking complex and she shuts off the engine. I can finally breathe.

My pounding heart resounds through my body and as soon as she opens the door for me, I throw myself from the car.

Air!

I suck it into my aching Lungs and she allows me a few seconds to catch my breath before speaking.

“You did so good Ella. Now I need to frisk you before we go in to Ethans. OK?”

I know she has no need to frisk me. But with the vibrations still buzzing against my sensitive swollen bud, I don't even think to argue.

I step toward her and she knows. I will do as she asks.

“Hands flat on the bonnet.”

I follow the order easily and I press my palms against the smooth surface of the bonnet, slightly bending down.

I feel her breath on the back of my neck before I feel her touch.

She gently slides her hand against my waist and across my stomach before adding her other hand at the other side of my body.

She strokes upwards and skims the sides of my breasts before stroking downwards again.

Past my waist, past my hips and down the full length of my legs before circling my ankles with her long fingers.

She pulls spreading my legs just past shoulder width before stroking back up again. This time following a path up the inside of my leg.

She takes her time, caressing behind my knee before following up my inner thighs.

The vibrations feel stronger and her touch brings out a need in me.

She completely bypasses my most needy area after stroking the creases at the very top of my thighs and moving on to my arse.

She squeezes my cheeks before placing her mouth at my ear, one hand slides around my front and she presses the buzzing toy harder against my clit.

“What's this Ella? I think you're concealing something here.”

I can't keep the small moan locked inside. And as the gasp of air is released from my lungs she presses harder and slides the tip of her tongue against the curve of my ear.

“It's a toy ma'am. It's your toy.”

“Hmm. A sex toy? Well it doesn't seem as though you have a toy pressing against your pussy. Are you sure?”

She places a hand flat against my back and pushes me against the bonnet of her car.

“Let's see if it is a toy. Shall we?”

Before I can answer, the toy suddenly picks up speed and strength. I moan and try to pull away from my bent over position but her strong hand holds me in place.

“Don't come Ella. But prove to me that this is a sex toy!”

I don't try to prove anything. She does it all herself.

I'm trying hard to hold on to the orgasm that threatens to blow. My body shakes and jerks as she holds my position.

And when her phone rings, the vibrations lower once again. But only slightly. I'm still close to the edge and I struggle not to fall.

She sits on the bonnet next to me and swings one leg over my back, relaxing her hand as she answers her phone.

“Chief. I'm off duty.”

She continues her conversation and at some point turns to me, slides a small remote into my hand and places her hand against my mouth.

“Turn it up.” she mouths with a wink.

I follow the instruction and the vibrations intensify so much that I cry out and turn it back down without permission.

She hangs up the phone and with a hard look says, “You're a bad girl Ella. To Ethans we go.”

She keeps the pressure of the toy to a medium. Occasionally she will switch it high for a few seconds and then lower it.

I nearly drop to the floor each time.

My heart pounds at the thought of what will happen when we're behind closed doors. 

Why does it have to be like this?

I need just a few more words, one more kiss.

I wish I could be far away from now.

But I don't know when and I don't know how. 

I used to have that love that makes your eyes shine.

I was his and he was mine. 

But our time passed and he had to leave.

He flies with angels, and I struggle to breathe.

And as I silently break every night.

I recall our love. I recall our fights.

I wait in the darkness for my time to arrive.

I wonder if anybody even hears my cries.

The loneliness seeps in, like ink onto skin.

I'll never be whole unless I'm with him.

Why does it have to be like this?

I need just a few more words, one more kiss.

CHAPTER 1

I bob my head another four times then feel the thick cum slowly Squirting down my throat. I swallow the juices, before cleaning his dick with my tongue. Smiling, I look up into my sweethearts eyes.

I've been with Aaron for 3 years now. And sex wise, it's been.... okay. Sex just isn't what I always thought it was.

With a lopsided grin, Aaron groans at me. "Aww shit babe. That was fantastic but I just remembered I've got practice to get to."

No fucking way. I'm sick of this as soon as it's my turn again. I haven't come that way yet. Last time Aaron tried to get me to come with his mouth he did it that long his neck started to hurt. And I was kinda... bored.

With my heart plummeting and my chest aching I relied.

"Ok Aaron. Well shall I come round tonight? Or are you busy?"

"Nah, come round Cassie. We'll have something to eat, put a movie on. Then not watch it, eh?"

"Haha. Ok baby."

I slipped my shoes on and grabbed my bag, checking my phone, keys and purse were there.

Getting to the door, I turn around to find Aaron directly behind me. He pushes me onto the door and cradles my cheeks. Putting his lips to mine and stroking his tongue along mine.

Pulling away I whisper "I love you Aaron James"

"I love you too Cassandra Wolfe."

He opens the door and waves me away.

Well then, until tonight.

****

Finally home I kick my shoes off at the bottom of the stairs and slowly make my way up. My body is killing and knowing that the house is empty a hot bath sounds super appealing.

Mum's away at the moment for work and won't be back until the end of next week. My stepdad, Darryl is at work until late. And my stepbrother, Lucas is more than likely with his friends. It is a Saturday after all.

In the bathroom the only sound to be heard is the running water. The steam is already making my skin damp and the smell of sweet vanilla and coconut is all around me.

I quickly strip my clothes off and throw them into the hamper. At my pink lacy panties I pause. I'm sure I just heard something. Turning off the taps, I grab a black fluffy towel and wrap it around my almost naked body, before quietly walking into the hall towards the noise.

I find where the noise is coming from. It's Lucas in his room. He's moaning. Must have a girl round. My reaction from the sound of him getting off is disturbing. With the sound of his sexual groaning in my ears, my panties become damp. Uh oh. I'm mortified, and confused about the way my body just reacted. I turn around to head back to the bathroom when I hear my name.

"Oh fuck Cassie... Oh yeah. Come on Cassandra, just like that. Fuck me."

Unable to help it I swing my stepbrothers bedroom door open. When the image before me is revealed, I stand there in shock. My brain suddenly refusing to co-operate with my body.

There lies Lucas. Completely naked. His large fist wrapped around his huge thick cock. Oh my god, I've never seen a cock so big. Not even in pictures.

His whole body is covered in sweat. It glistens on his ripped chest, the muscles in his right arm and neck tensing. His other had wrapped in the white sheets.

He looks close now. His jaw tenses and he arches his neck, his moans get louder.

"Aaaahh, Cassie. That's right bounce on my cock. Feel my dick pound in your tight wet-"

Uh oh. He's seen me.

He looks at me. Staring right into my eyes. His chest heaving. His fist slowed, but didn't stop. Watching him simply stroke his huge many inches, I realise to my dismay, I'm wet. I look at my feet and moan at my disturbing body.

"Why not help me Cassandra, just imagining your body beneath mine keeps me hard for so long. Come play with me." The words are whispered into my ear. I didn't realise he'd even moved.

"What? No! What's wrong with you? You're my stepbrother. This is so bad. It's wrong to think of me this way."

He swings the door shut and gently pushes me against it. His forearms either side of my head. He has me caged when he moans his reply.

"Aww fuck Cassandra. That just got me harder. I wanna be bad. I want you to be bad. Be a bad, bad girl Cassie.

Don't pretend you didn't like what you just saw. Your face is flushed, your hair is damp. You moaned. You fucking loved the fact that Big Bad brother is fisting his dick while thinking about you.

Thinking about those perfect tits bouncing in my face while you're tight juicy pussy milks my throbbing dick.

You get me so hard. See?"

With that he closes the distance between us and pushes his massive dick into my already wet pussy.

"No. No lucas. Don't do this. I have a boyfriend. This is so bad."

His hand wraps around my throat so, so gently. "You want this as much as me Cassie. You're pulse is going crazy. I bet if we dropped this towel, I'd find your little pussy soaked. I bet you're so wet. Just for me."

I shake my head as Lucas's fingertips reach the edge of my towel. Slowly sliding his fingers down to my breasts, he grips the inside layer of the towel and asks a question.

"Shall we see?"

A moan escapes from my throat.

And the towel drops to the floor.

With a deep throaty growl Lucas crashes his lips against mine, his tongue exploring every inch of my mouth. He sinks his teeth into my bottom lip and gently tugs before stroking his hands up my waist to my tits.

He caresses my nipples gently at first making them hard until they're almost painful, then pinches them while sucking on my tongue. Oh jesus. I moan.

"Aaah fucking hell Cassie. This would be great for both of us. Please say yes! I could make you scream in pleasure so many ways. So many times."

He leaves a trail of wet kisses down my body, starting from my jaw, behind my ear, down my neck, over my sensitive tits. Sucking a nipple into his mouth and rolling his tongue around it. Then repeating the action with my left nipple. Each time, forcing small moans from me and my back arching off of its own accord.

By the time he's at the line of the thin lace covering my most private area I'm squirming. Nothing ever felt like this with Aaron. But I refuse to say yes.

Lucas's eyes catch mine as his fingers slowly pull the lace down over my arse, and down my legs. The sensation of the cool air on my pussy causing me to get even wetter. I have no idea why I'm allowing this. My body enjoys this so much more than my mind. My juices are running down my thighs.

Lucas now picks me up, wrapping my legs around his waist but keeping me against the wall. Slips his hand between our bodies and slides two fingers against my slit before pulling back and rubbing my clit.

He goes fast, but not fast enough. I'm moaning now. But it feels too good for my embarrassment to show. I begin to grind my centre against his hand in an attempt to force him to go faster, but he forbids it. Grabbing my hip he stills any movement on my side. Then continues his slow assault.

He pushes to fingers into my core and curls them over and over again, keeping his thumb rubbing on my clit in small circles.

Kissing and licking my neck, he whispers to me. "I'm not only going to make you say yes. I'm going to make you beg. First for me to make you come. You'll want my cock so deep inside you, you'll scream for it. Then I'll have you begging for me to stop. Because you've come so much, you just can't handle any more. Then, I'll make you come again and again and again. "

I feel myself tighten around his fingers, my moans much louder. My orgasm so close. And then to my dismay he slowed.

I felt my eyes fill, my heart dropped and my chest contracted. He's going to keep me on the edge unless I say yes.

Without realising what was happening I heard a word whispered from my lips.

"Please."

Her smirk did nothing to ease my panic. I pulled at the device and if anything it only tightened.

"I can't. I'm so sorry, I just got curious and now I can't get it off."

"Aww poor girl. Well jail for you then."

"No!" I shout the word out as fear trickles through my veins. Her face hardens at my yell, and she steps forward her naked breasts almost touching me.

"Do you really think you're in a position to be yelling right now Ella Durley? I think not."

I feel my face heat up as she looks my body up and down. Her next words surprise me.

"I like your top. Can I have it?" It's a plain white t-shirt with a lacy neckline. Why would she want it?

"Sure." I whisper. She skips across the room and returns with a pair of scissors.

"Cool." She says before pulling me towards her with a grip on the shirt, and slides the blade of the scissors against the fabric.

She slices right up my side, just in front of my arm. "Oops." She giggles. "Kinda sliced your bra there. Do you want me to leave it as it is, or take it off?"

I don't know why I go with that choice. Perhaps it's because I can feel the bra slipping down my chest already, or perhaps it's because some kind of excitement bubbles inside of me like an overheated pot of water. But for whatever reason, I tell her to remove it.

I stand there wearing only my leggings, my hands still restrained when she leaves the room. She returns with a denim top that ties at the sides.

After slipping it over my head she laces up the sides and beckons me to follow her to her own room. She questions me whilst getting dressed.

"Did you like the magazines? " My face must be bright red. I burn with embarrassment but nod my head. I see there's no point in lying. It is what it is.

"Ok. I'm going to get dressed now and I won't be able to keep an eye on you properly. Face the TV, crossed legged and put your hands on your head."

I do exactly what she orders. I must be on my best behaviour. I don't think I can be sent to prison for what I've done but I know she'll be able to put me in a cell for the night.

Holding this position some how excites me, and before I know it my juices are spreading. My nipples have hardened and feel even more sensitive. They rub against the rough denim of the top leant to me.

My pussy aches as I keep my legs spread in the crossed position, and I squirm rubbing against my own foot to try and ease it.

"Stay the fuck still Ella! Or I swear to God himself I will tie you down." I stop. Is it bad that the thought of her tying me up only excites me further.

I don't understand this.

I'm completely straight. A one man gal. How am I even turned on?

"Right I have to take a phone call Ella." She says from behind me. "I want you to keep your position but if you wish, you can click the red button on the remote for the TV to come on. That's it. What's your friends name?"

"Yes ma'am. Ethan, is my friends name. Thank you. Miss." I have to address her this way. She's a police officer and I feel strange to not address her respectfully.

The door shuts and as soon as I hear it, I reach for the remote. I need to take my mind off things. I click the red button then chuck it out of the way before placing my hands back on my head.

The sound reaches my ears before anything shows on the screen. It's a female's loud moaning. Oh no. Please don't be porn. I'm not allowed to move again.

Then the pornographic film reveals itself. It's a teacher with two female students. She orders the students to do things to one another, and if they don't obey fast enough she whips their backsides with her cane. One girl is then laid upon her desk while her school friend licks her pussy.

When she doesn't speed up at her teachers command, the teacher uses a dildo to force her speed. She rams the toy into the girls pussy over and over again. Fucking her over the desk whilst screaming at her to lick faster.

My hips are continuously moving as if I'm the girl in the film. I can't help it. A small moan escapes me and as soon as it does, I turn around to try and concentrate on something different.

She stands there watching me.

She never left the room.

"Turn back around and watch it Ella. I didn't tell you to move." Her voice is deeper. More sexual than before, and I obey her straight away.

I've never been this excited. And whenever I have got excited, I've sorted it. I've never had to hold back and the fact that I've been ordered to keep a certain position and not move is killing me.

I continue to watch. Now the girls use a huge double ended dildo and ride each end. Their mistress telling them to go faster, occasionally rubbing their clits or squeezing their nipples. When one comes, squirting her juices against her friends body she's forced to speed up while she licks her come off of the girl.

My body begins to move again and moans leave me. This is torment. I feel her hands come from behind. She keeps her hands on top of the denim, rubbing my tits.

"Are you being a bad girl Ella?" I push my breasts against her hands. The rough denim stimulating my swollen nipples.

"Ahh. Yes officer, I'm being a bad girl." She strokes her hand down my stomach and slips it into my leggings. I go to look what she's doing when she yanks my hair forcing my head back up.

"Tut, tut, tut. No bad girl. I told you to watch the TV. Don't look anywhere else." I watch again. There's somebody else starring in the film now.

A male student.

He stands with his back against the wall completely naked and a girl is ordered to ride his dick by pushing her back against him.

She must keep standing while she fucks him. I feel the toy as the officer slips it into my cotton panties, and then she turns it on before going back to my nipples.

Again above the top.

The vibrations are light, but I already feel like coming. Her teeth nibble at my neck as I watch the girl pounding her arse against the male student.

Her legs spread wide allow the other female student to get between her legs and suck on her clit.

"Ahh." I'm about to come when she releases my tits and removes herself from the bed.

"Come on then. Let's take you to Ethans."

I struggle to stand with the light vibrations running against me, and Once I'm up I try to get my still restrained hands into my leggings.

"No!" She snaps. "Leave that there for the ride. We're going to be having some fun."

She throws all of the items from the bed into the cardboard box and walks through the door, Before turning back to me. "Oh, and don't you dare fucking come. Save it!"

I'm over here visiting my friend, Ethan, and after taking a stroll around the village I seem to have become lost.

I keep taking the shortcut through the woods, only to come out at the pub once again.

I'm walking in circles.

I begin to panic at the thought of being completely lost in an area I don't know.

I don't know who I can trust and who I should stay away from. My phone has no battery, and it's beginning to get dark.

My heart pounds as I make my way to the loud bar.

Fear runs through me at the loud shouts and a crash.

There's drunken men in there. And as an attractive 18 year old girl, I'm worried I'll gain unwanted attention.

I'm not big headed but I know I'm not ugly. My big brown eyes and long thick chocolate brown hair make me look like a real life Belle.

As I near the door, it bursts open and a huge bearded man comes flying out. His feet get twisted and he falls to the floor right beside where I stand.

The police officer still gripping the back of the big man's head, snarls in his ear.

"Now stay the fuck out Jeremy! You've had too much and the locals have had it with you. Go home!"

"This isn't the best area for a young girl like you sweetheart. What are you doing here?"

The police lady straightened up and looked me straight in the eyes.

With a raised brow she stood, one hand at ther hip, while she waited for my answer.

My voice had got trapped somewhere deep inside of me. She made me nervous. I didn't know if it was the way she stared into me, like looking for my dark secrets or if it were her voice.

But something unsettled me.

"Cat got your tongue? Pussy loves stealing that old tongue. Don't you agree?" She ended the joke with a wink.

Come on Ella! What are you playing at? Speak!

"Sorry Ma'am. Umm, I'm staying with a friend and I seem to have gotten myself lost."

"Ok. What's the address. I'll drive you back. You can't be hanging around here."

Shit!

Shit, shit, shit.

I don't remember the address.

Greengrove, GreenCove or something like that.

"You don't remember the address do you?" She looks pissed and I automatically try to think of an excuse.

"Err,"

"For fucks sake. Cmon, get in the car. I'll sort it out. And for future reference, try and remember where you're staying."

She walks away without looking back to see if I'm following. I run to catch up. And she opens the back of the police car.

My nervousness strikes again. I've never been in the back of a police car. I'm not a criminal. I don't want to get in. I'm a good girl.

"Come on. I haven't got all fucking day."

That was all it took. As somebody in higher power than me, I didn't want to upset or anger her.

I get into the car and she slams the door before slipping into the front. I look at her through the caged window. I suppose that's to protect her from me. Or the supposed criminal.

She removes her hat and long blond hair swishes down her back. She pulls it to one side before getting her mobile and checking her texts.

We sit here for ages as she just messes on her phone. I wonder if she's forgotten about me when she makes me jump.

"What's your name?"

"Ella ma'am."

"Ella what?"

"Ella Durley, miss."

"Ok Ella Durley, here's the deal. I have been on the job for 11 hours straight and somebody was sick on me three hours ago. I need a shower. I'm going to take you to my house while I shower and then we'll find your friends house."

She speaks quickly like there's no way I'll object to anything she says.

"Umm,"

"Oh my god! Can you not answer anything normally. I'm not going to lock you in my basement. I guess you don't need to have much of a brain when you're that gorgeous!"

I'm stunned.

As she starts the engine I don't speak out. I don't tell her I'd rather just go to Ethan's. I just wait and see where we're going.

What's wrong with me?

I don't usually act like this.

There's something about her that makes me do what she wants and before I know it we're pulling up outside a large apartment building.

A thrill runs through me as she pulls me from the car and with a hand on my lower back pushes me forward, towards the door.

Oh no. I don't want to be bad. I can't enjoy being treated like a criminal.

We walk the three flights of stairs in silence. My thoughts keeping my mind busy.

She shoves me through the door after unlocking it and I almost trip over my feet but save myself by grabbing onto her side unit.

"Sorry." She mumbles.

She didn't mean that. She's not sorry at all.

Then she locks the door and walks away, entering another room. It's not long when I hear the shower running.

Well, that was rude.

I don't know what to do with myself and after 5 minutes I begin to explore.

The kitchen and living room are standard. But what surprises me is what I find in her bedroom.

It's a normal room. Decorated in neutral colours. But strewn across the bed is a number of strange devices, a couple of dildos an empty box and a load of magazines.

I tell myself it's normal behaviour to have stepped inside and look closer. Surely curiosity would make me look through the magazines. Maybe touch the strange metal equipment.

As it so happens I did all of that.

I stepped into the room and before I knew it i was sat on the satin bed sheets and my eyes roamed each magazine article.

Each picture took my breath away. It was always a woman taking the dominant role in the pictures.

The victim always tied up was either being pleasured or punished.

This particular article was called Officers new toys. It was a porn shoot in a false questioning room. A young female was in a strange metal restraint holding only her two fingers of each hand.

A female officer and a male officer were trying to get information out of her. The police lady wore a strap on and pounded the girl from the back, having her bent over the table. The large black male officer forced his dick into her mouth.

I'm disappointed to say the pictures and small write up turned me on so much. I'm even more disappointed to say curiosity got the better of me when I found the exact same restraint as the one in the picture.

I slide my fingers into each end to see how it would work. I know I can't get it stuck because I won't touch any other part of it to lock it down.

As I begin to pull them out, something clicks and it captures my fingers in a harsh tight grip.

I pull and pull to find it's not going to loosen.

With my head bowed I make my way to the bathroom to explain the situation.

I knock on the door in an awkward position to get no response.

So I go ahead.

The back of her head is pressed against the tiles as she moans. Her breathing fast, forces her chest to heave. I watch the rise and fall of her tits. Her pink nipples glistening from the stream of water.

One hand at her pussy lips show why she's excited. She pumps two fingers in and out of her hole.

And as I go to step back and leave her she comes. Her moans loud, she opens her eyes and spots me straight away.

She doesn't slow her hand but keeps her pace while holding my eyes captive with her own.

When her breathing calms again, she stops her hand movements. Steps from the shower and walks right up to me, grabs the towel and begins to dry her hair.

My eyes follow the movement of her tits bouncing as she rubs the towel against her hair.

She finally speaks.

"Fuck you doing with my things? I didn't give you permission to go through my belongings. take that off, or I'll be arresting you for theft."

She smirks. Her smile slightly sadistic.

She watches me as I feel the horror fill my face.

What the hell do I do?