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Chapter 41

It was Nick's idea.

When he saw lynn the night of her deflowering, he was knocked over by her
sexuality.  He complimented Aaron on his work.  she secreted sex.  He had to
have her.  And he said so to Aaron.

"Dream on, buddy boy.  she's a little young for me, but I would give anything to
train and own Judy."

"Lotsa luck, Aaron.  Looks like we both have dreams that we can't bring to
life."

"Oh, I don't know."  Nick and Aaron turned to find David.  "Oh, I don't know. I
couldn't help overhearing your conversation.  I've been thinking for several
days how I might acquire sue.  The only person standing in the way of all our
dreams is the Captain.  If we could get him out of the picture, anything is
possible."

"And how do we, as you say, 'get him out of the picture'?" asked Aaron.  "I'm
not willing to go to jail for life for any slut."

"So, let's put our minds together," suggested David.  "We have to find some way
to blackmail him.  And since he controls the police force, and probably has
something on every officer and most public officials, it has to be something
that involves someone clearly innocent, something that even he cannot talk his
way out of."

Nick nodded to himself.  He knew that his dad, the Mayor, would be no help.  The
Captain knew of his dad's weakness for pussy.  In fact, his dad had told him
that Ron had set up sue to entertain his cock during Tuesday's council meeting. 

The three guys tossed around a few other ideas, and eventually agreed to keep in
touch, that something might come up.  They traded email addresses and spoke no
more of their desires for the rest of the deflowering party.  Nick couldn't keep
his eyes off of lynn, David was drawn like a magnet to sue's delicious body, and
Aaron kept imagining Judy with her back striped with his whip marks.

It was the next day that Nick got the inspiration, and he shared it with Aaron
and David via email.  They agreed and David had the perfect location, a house on
the edge of town, vacant for over a month, and at an asking price of $1 million,
nary a nibble.  It was still furnished; the owners had only a few days to pack
up when the opportunity to move to England for double his current salary could
not be resisted.

Aaron sent out the invitations for Friday night.  It made perfect sense.

And they all came.  Literally a Who's Who of the bondage scene from the entire
corner of the state.  Aaron was well known for his parties.  Masters and
Mistresses, and the most delicious collection of sluts imaginable.  Many had
been trained by Aaron, and it showed.  But many other less capable trainers were
also invited.  It was important that many witnesses were present.

Ron and Judy arrived with sue and lynn.  All eyes turned to stare and comment,
so impressive were the slut sisters.  lynn saw Aaron within minutes.  her lips
were already parted, since Judy had locked her jaw in the open position.  she
stuck her pierced tongue to the edge of her lips in a manner meant to raise
Aaron's blood pressure.  As she stood there, waiting for Judy to move forward,
her pussy juices began to trickle down her thighs.

sue walked in with an equally erotic stride and posture.  her eyes scanned the
crowd, looking for familiar faces.  she saw David standing off to the side.  He
smiled and made a kissing motion with his lips.  her heart leaped and her clit
began to swell.  she shyly cocked her head and noticed stephanie and Derek out
of the corner of her eye.

Derek was sitting in one of the overstuffed chairs, talking to another master
next to him.  steph was kneeling between the two masters, back straight, wrists
behind her back, pulled painfully up and chained to the back of her collar.  her
breath-taking tits were clearly on display, the nipple rings glowing in the
subdued light. steph was clearly the most beautiful slut at the party

Both sisters were naked, except for 6-inch heels.  their hips swayed from side
to side as they took short, precise steps.  they were led by a leash, attached
to very similar silver collars.  their make-up was exotic, with purplish eye
shadow, dripping red lipstick, matching red fingernail and toenail polish.

Nick arrived with his slut and attracted little attention.  she was gagged and
looked scared to death.  He had tied blue and yellow scarves around her ankles
and wrists, blue and yellow being the college colors.  she looked like a
cheerleader and walked like a cheerleader.  she was clearly new to the bondage
scene; no piercings, no swing to her ass as she walked; in fact, she wobbled
unattractively on her high heels.  her ass was a bright red, evidence of a
recent paddling.

The party progressed, the sluts being felt up and down, examined like animals. 
Compliments were exchanged, and even a few trades were made. All sluts were
available for anyone's use.  No request was turned down. 

The highlight of the night was a raffle, ostensibly to pay for the evening's
expenses.  There were three virgin sluts in attendance, and their respective
Masters, all arranged ahead of time by Aaron, agreed that three raffle winners
would pop the three cherries. 

The three virgins were tied to large X-frames, Nick's slut on the far right. 
All three were gagged.  No one wanted to hear their pleadings.  The first virgin
was given to the first raffle winner, a man not from the area.  He took his time
and played with her clit and pussy lips until she sobbed with need.  A video was
made of each slut, as they lost their virginity, and presented to the raffle
winner, to do with as he wished. 

The second slut also lost her virginity to the cheers of the crowd.

Aaron reached inside the leather pouch and pulled out the third winner.  "Master
Ron," he announced loudly, and Captain Ron stood to the round of applause.  It
was a set up, but only Aaron, David, and Nick knew.

Ron had a hard-on from the moment he arrived at the party.  His eye did not miss
a slut.  He had already ranked the sluts from one to ten, and looked forward to
sampling as many as possible before his cock wore out.  He had already sampled 4
of the top 10.  And a girl new to this life was especially exciting to him and
the third virgin, the college cheerleader, was clearly new.  she moaned and
tried to plead through her gag, and all this did was excite Ron even more. He
dropped his pants, raised his hands like a champion boxer as the crowd cheered
him on, and without further ado, took her virginity.  she screamed into her gag,
and eventually passed out from the combination of fear, pain, and shock.

The crowd gathered around the three raffle winners, slapping them on the back,
as the ex-virgins slumped in their bonds.  No one noticed that the video of
Ron's winning effort was removed from the camera and handed to David, who walked
immediately from the room.

By midnight, every slut had been used many times.  sue and lynn were
particularly popular.  Every opening was sore.  They had had numerous orgasms,
and were completely exhausted.  they were relieved when Ron and Judy rehooked
their leashes and led them from the room.  Ron would have stayed later, but he
had to be on duty in 6 hours; Judy had to be in the office by 8.  And it was
still a 45-minute drive home.


The package arrived on Tuesday, addressed to Captain Ron.  He opened it,
thinking it was another manual of some sort.  It was a video.  And a note,
typed.  "Hope you enjoyed the raffle.  she was only 16.  11th grade.  University
High just happens to have the same colors as the college.  Tough luck."

Ron was first shocked, then angry.  What was going on here?  He popped the video
in the TV, and relived the moment when he took the virginity from slut number
three.  He searched the wrapping paper for more information, and there was none. 
He immediately called in Judy and shared what had happened.  She suggested he
call Aaron and the mayor's son, and see what was going on.

He got Aaron's answering machine, and left a message to call him back.  He
called the mayor, and asked for his son's cell phone number.  "Is there a
problem, Captain?"

"No, I just wanted to ask him about one of his friends."

Ron called the cell phone number and Nick answered.  "Who was that slut you
brought to the party Friday night?"

"she said her name was evelyn. I met her at a party Thursday night, and asked if
she wanted a little excitement on Friday night.  she lives with her mom, who
runs around and makes a fool of herself most nights."

"Does she go to Southwest State?"

"No idea.  Never really asked.  I cuffed her in the back of the van, removed the
cheerleader outfit she was wearing, by my request, and...now that you mention
it, her skirt and bikini top had UHS on them.  I just didn't notice."

"You mean I fucked a minor!  You ass, you idiot!! I'll have your..."

"Please, Captain, I think you should talk to my father about this," and he hung
up on the Captain.

Ron immediately recalled the Mayor, but before he could say a word, the Mayor
spoke.  "A package was delivered to my office this morning, and I just had a
chance to view its contents.  There was also a note.  Captain, you have a
problem."

Over the next half-hour, Ron's emotions went from anger to surprise to concern
and back again to anger.  The Mayor had as much on him as he had on the Mayor. 
But the video, if presented to the news station, as was threatened in the note
to the Mayor, was even more damning.  He could see the headlines now:  POLICE
CAPTAIN ARRESTED FOR HAVING SEX WITH A MINOR.

"Well, what do we do, Captain?"

"I don't know.  What does the blackmailer want?  We have no idea."  And so they
hung up, agreeing to wait until the demand or demands were made.

The demand was attached to the Captain's windshield wiper when he left later in
the day.  He read the demands, put two and two together, and knew that his life
and his reputation were worth far more than theirs.  As long as he was sure that
the video would be destroyed, he would agree.  He called a number, and simply
said, "I accept your terms.  they will be there between 7 and 7:30 tonight."

---

Judy drove in the driveway soon after 6:30.  It had been a long day, but knowing
that two sluts and Ron awaited her made the drudgery of the day bearable.  she
stepped out of the car, in the near darkness of the garage, when a hand snaked
around her throat, a powerful grip, and another placed a rag soaked in some
awful smell over her mouth and nose.  she knew the right moves, and kicked
viciously backward, but connected with nothing.  she tried to yell, "Ron", but
no sound came out.  she felt light-headed, getting weaker by the moment.  she
tried to pivot, use every move she had been taught, but nothing worked.  her
attacker anticipated her every move.  And then everything went black.

Ron had already hogtied, blindfolded, and gagged lynn and sue, and placed them
in the back of the van.  After stripping judy, he did the same to her.  It was
time to go.

The drop off location was several miles out of town, in a rest area along the
interstate.  He pulled into the dimly-lit parking area, opened the van doors,
and one by one carried lynn and sue and laid them each on a picnic table behind
the toilet facilities.  He returned to the van for judy, and when he arrived at
the picnic area, an envelope had been left on the one available table.  He put
the still unconscious judy on the table, picked up the envelope and turned to
walk towards the van.  He paused, tempted to say something into the dark, but
couldn't think of a catchy comeback, so he continued back to the van.

The envelope gave him directions, where he would find the original tape, and a
promise that as long as he didn't seek revenge, that would be the end of it. 
Ron knew he could find a new slut or two or three without much trouble, so he
did indeed plan to drop this sordid affair.  judy had no family, so he could
easily explain to the other officers that she had taken a job elsewhere.  There
was no reason to explain sue's disappearance;  she had been on unpaid leave for
several weeks and was all but forgotten.  And as for lynn, well, that was
someone else's problem.  No one could connect him to lynn. 

Yes, he thought.  Things worked out just fine.


The End



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