The Celebrity Hypnotist Chapter 17

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The following work of fiction contains scenes of male/female sex, female/female sex, oral sex, use of sexual toys, slight aspects of male and female domination and, best of all, sex between various good looking celebrities.

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Skip this next segment if you are familiar with this series, if not I would suggest you read on.

The Celebrity Hypnotist is a Celebrity working for a massive Organization that deals in Celebrity Sex. His specialty is the hypnosis of female celebrities, placing them into various sexually themed situations and taping the results for sale to The Organization's Clients.

Over recent times the existence of the Celebrity Hypnotist came into the public eye when a Police Officer was killed while researching him. His old friend, Donovan Prescott, investigated further and brought The CH to Trial, eventually winning the case and putting Matt LeBlanc away in a Psychiatric Institute.

It was revealed that this was all a ploy by the real CH to back out of the public spotlight, and he went back to hypnotizing Celebrities, after making a point of slowly corrupting Donovan Prescott, the man who had almost put him in jail.

Unfortunately for The CH, the Head of The Organization and his rival - Kevin Spacey and Lisa Kudrow respectively - have joined forces following the complex political intrigues running through The Organization that have seen The CH raise to a point of almost total control.

But for now, all that The CH cares about is his latest conquest, themed around the concept of Cops and Criminals.

Note that the style of this particular chapter differs greatly from the usual style for this series. If you get confused, bare with me, it'll all make sense by the end!

Celebrity Hypnotist Chapter 17.

Donovan had a spring in his step this morning, he had just successfully argued a motion to have evidence suppressed in a case he would have had a great deal of trouble winning otherwise.

He had been making great progress at the Office recently, impressing everybody with his hard work and ability to sniff out loopholes and obscure precedents.

Just last week, in fact, he had discovered a case-note nearly fifty years old that had helped them successfully argue against the children of a mob widow from being taken away.

He had had second thoughts about the Firm taking the case, but McKenzie had taken him aside and given him assurances that the widow had been totally in the dark about her husband's mob activities, and was it fair that she should be named an unfit mother and have her children taken away because of something her dead husband had done.

And of course, like always whenever he had a case presented to him he found morally ambiguous, his talks with Alex buried his doubts and set him on fire to fight the injustice being perpetrated. This extra drive had seen him earn the nickname of Mule around the office, given his huge workload and stubborn refusal to give up until he'd found what he was looking for.

"Having a good day, Donovan?" asked a voice, interrupting him from his reverie.

"Stu?" he asked with a smile, shaking the hand and patting the shoulder of a Lawyer acquaintance he had made recently.

He had a lot of those now, acquaintances, something he hadn't had time to think of. He didn't eat with friends anymore, he did lunch, and instead of chatting on the phone while sitting on the couch in slacks and an old sweater while eating cold pizza he found himself on conference calls with several other acquaintances whilst Joan, his secretary, organized sushi.

Not that there was anything wrong with any of that, he was just too busy at the moment to have much spare time for friends or relationships or... dating?

"Heard you got Judge Calthers today," Stu laughed, thumping Donovan's shoulder,"Deja fucking vu, huh!"

"Yeah, happily the result was in my favor again!" laughed Donovan, returning the thump.

Six months ago he would have stifled a laugh at seeing two grown men in expensive suits thumping shoulders and letting out fake laughs while talking about their day, but now here he was in the middle of it all and it seemed so.... natural.

"I understand you had some good luck on the Chalmer's case?" asked Donovan, dredging up the appropriate information in his head, tidbits about his various acquaintances and the cases they were working on.

"Yeah, the Prosecution's main witness turned out to be a heroin addict with a history of...."

He trailed off as he saw Donovan's eyes wander, then light up as he saw someone else.

"Excuse me," Donovan excused himself,"There's an old client over there...."

He started forward, arm raised up to greet Rosa Sanchez - whose adopted baby he had prevented from returning to her addict mother, who wanted her for the extra benefits it would give her - but Stu grabbed his arm and pulled him back against the wall.

"What the hell?" Donovan snapped, shocked at the rough treatment,"I'll be back in a mi...."

"You haven't heard, have you?" sighed Stu, pulling Donovan around the corner and down the corridor away from Rosa.

"Heard what? Stu, I wanted to ask her how Kimberly is....."

"Kimberly is going back to her mother," Stu replied, making Donovan shake his head for a second as he tried to grasp that concept.

"What?"

"That old precedent you brought up last week over the mob widow case," Stu explained, the hesitated,"Man! that was good work by the way." "Stu," snapped Donovan.

"Sorry, sorry," Stu apologized,"Well the precedent has proved popular, a lot of Lawyers are picking up on it, including Gina Hollis' Lawyer, she's filed an appeal to the case you won for Rosa that Kimberly's birth mother has the inalienable right to be given her child if she can prove she's moved past her past crimes."

"What the fuck? That stuck up bitch again? She's like a dog with a bone," stammered Donovan in disbelief,"I... I have to talk to Rosa!"

"Believe me, she doesn't want to see you," replied Stu sternly,"Because of you, she's going to lose Kimberly."

Andrea Thompson sat down and sighed, looking up at the two men in their suits and wondering, not for the first time, why she'd agreed to this meeting.

They were hiding in plain sight, sitting outside a pizza store of all places, enjoying the sun breaking through the usual gloom and gray of New York's sky.

"Detective Thompson," said Special Agent Smythe of The Federal Bureau Of Investigation,"You are aware of why we asked to meet you here." "And you are aware," continued Special Agent Henricks,"That this meeting is off the record?"

"You didn't tell anyone the purpose of your meeting here?" added Smythe.

"Yes, yes, no," answered Andrea,"We're here to discuss me working undercover for you, I know this meeting is off the record and I didn't even tell anyone I was coming here. As far as they're concerned I'm on a lunch break and that's it."

"Good," noted Smythe emotionlessly,"The success of this case relies entirely on your silence, that can't be stressed enough."

"You can't tell anyone," added Henricks,"Not your friends, your sisters, your brothers, your mothers, uncles, cousins or nieces. Nobody can know you're working for us, we'll organize the time off from your Precient with a fake medical condition, you'll have to go deep, deep undercover."

"Smythe, Henricks," muttered Andrea, leaning forward,"I have an hour for lunch and I've wasted most of it all ready, would you just get to the point all ready."

The two Agents exchanged glances, then one of them reached into his briefcase and pulled out a folder, dropping it onto the table in front of Andrea. She opened it, turned it past the first page warning that the information inside was classified, and was immediately taken by the breathtaking beauty of the woman pictured in the black and white photograph on top of a thick folder of information.

"Who is she?" asked Andrea.

"Thandie Newton," replied Smythe,"Don't let the innocent look fool you, she's a real piece of work, grown rich off of the blood and sweat of others. She's been a thief, a fence, a forger, blackmailer, kidnapper, hacker and, most importantly to us, a slaver."

"Slaver?" asked Andrea, raising an eyebrow.

"She's into domination," Henricks chimed in,"Men, women, it doesn't matter to her, she gets off on dominating people, breaking them to her will and then selling them to less than savory individuals for a very large sum. She's been responsible for at least fifty disappearances we're aware of, and we suspect she could have been responsible for almost three hundred more."

"Shit," whispered Andrea,"She looks so...."

"Sweet?" asked Smythe,"That's part of what makes her so dangerous, she's constantly being underestimated."

"I'm not sure I understand how this involves me," Andrea said at last.

"Ms. Newton is very careful about her sexual affairs, it has taken us several years just to discover the Club she frequents when in New York, and quite frankly we're at a loss on how to proceed from there," started Smythe, and Henricks continued on.

"Her thing is groups, she enjoys forming relationships with other dominants and their submissives and dominating the group, picking out choice targets amongst the submissives and adding them to her list of people to sell on the market."

"And...?" asked Andrea, seeing where this was going and not liking it a bit.

"We need somebody to go undercover, make contact with her and get concrete evidence of her connections to the Slavery Market. Once we get her, we're pretty sure we'll be able to make serious inroads into the market."

"And where exactly do I fit into this neat little plan?" muttered Andrea, knowing the answer but unable to believe they actually had the gall to ask this of her.

"We want you to infiltrate the Club and present yourself as a target to her," Smythe said, at least having the good grace to blush slightly,"You uh... fit the profile we....."

"You want me to whore myself out to The FBI so that you can capture a criminal," grunted Andrea, then began to stand up,"No thank you gentlemen, I joined the force to fight criminals, not fuck them."

"Maria Gonzalez," Henricks interrupted, tossing a folder onto the red and white checkered table, followed by another and another and another and another,"Suzy Atkinson, Marlene Thomas, Irene Jameson, all young girls lured into the scene with the promise of easy money and good times, all the children of parents desperate to find them, all missing, all taken by Ms. Newton."

"She'll strike again, Detective Thompson," added Smythe, although his voice wasn't as smooth and patronizing as Henricks' was

"And again and again," continued Henricks,"Because nobody will be able to stop her, and she'll grow rich off of the blood and tears of somebody's daughter... you have children, don't you Detective Thompson? Andrea?"

She glared at him, then scooped up her coat under one arm and started to move away, stopped by Henricks' rough grip on her forearm. "When you're ready to put a predator away, Andrea, give us a call."

She pulled her arm away and stormed off as Henricks turned and stared at Smythe.

Stepping out of the shower later that night, Andrea stopped to stare at herself in the mirror. Standing side-on, she looked herself up and down, eyes trailing over firm breasts showing only slight sag, a smooth belly that - although not toned and muscular as it had been in her days at the academy - showed no fat or saggy skin. A thin, faded white line was the only mark of the C-Section the Doctors had had to perform when complications had arisen in the birth of her daughter eight years ago.

She tutted as she looked down at her crotch, where her dark pubic hair had grown thicker than she'd ever intended to allow it to. She didn't know why it suddenly bothered her now, it wasn't like there was anybody who ever saw her naked anymore except for herself.

"My legs aren't bad," she murmured, sliding her hands over her thighs. She had to keep in shape, being a NYPD Detective involved both extremes of physical activity, from chasing suspects down crowded streets, vaulting obstacles and then physically holding down potentially lethal, desperate men to the other extreme of sitting on her ass doing copious amounts of paperwork to explain why she hadn't violated the rights of the a criminal - who had just shot dead 4 High School kids, ran down a little old lady trying to escape and then pulled a knife when chased into a blind alleyway - by twisting his arm behind his back and slamming him into the ground.

Turning around, she pressed her hands against her hips and cocked them slightly, unconsciously pushing out her ass and smiling. She still had a nice curve to her ass she had to admit, and all that working out had kept the sag out of her posterior as well.

"I'd probably look good in leather too," she muttered, then rolled her eyes as she realized what she'd just said. That was all it took, and despite her minds own protests she knew that she'd all ready made her decision. The Agents has done their homework and they knew how she ticked, before she'd never been aware of Thandie Newton and her life had gone on as normal. But now Andrea knew Newton existed, and if she did nothing, then she would feel as guilty as Thandie probably wouldn't over all the crimes she would commit in the future.

"Smythe?" she asked immediately as he picked up the phone,"I want to lay a few ground rules." "Huh I... Andrea? OH! Uhhh, yeah, go ahead." "I'll testify but I won't wear a wire unless it's absolutely necessary and I WON'T allow video surveillance!" she snapped, as if he'd already tried to push it onto her,"You guys back off and let me do my thing and I'll get you your Slaver, and that's the only way I'll do it!"

There was silence for a moment, and then finally he answered,"We're desperate to catch this bitch, Andrea, whatever you want, you got."

She moved down the street carefully, clearly uncomfortable with something, not that anybody moving past her would comment. She was decked out in a two sizes too tight Police Uniform that clearly showed off her breasts and her ass, the handcuffs on her pants banging a staccato against her hip.

But what was really uncomfortable for her was the black thong pulled up between her asscheeks, and she had to constantly fight at the urge to reach back and attempt to pull the material clear.

It had been a week since she'd agreed to go deeper undercover than she ever had before. That week had been taken up with learning everything she could about first, Thandie Newton, and second, the contact she would be meeting tonight.

The only way to get into The Club (the name of The Club that Thandie frequented when in New York) was by invitation, and the only person that The FBI had been able to link to The Club was the contact she would be meeting tonight.

The Police Uniform had been Henricks' idea, he considered himself somewhat of an expert on Newton's mind-set - as well as that of the contact - and insisted that neither would be able to resist the challenge of seducing and dominating a Police Officer.

Approaching the little club - Submission - she forced herself into character, something she'd learnt to do in her years as an Undercover Detective, and shifted to a more confident, dominating walk, slowly moving her hips at an angle, working her thighs together and rotating her shoulders at a slight angle to give her an almost cat-like appearance which was already turning heads from the people walking around her.

She trailed her hand along the rail before turning and moving down the stairs to the underground entrance to the club. A large man stood by the door, and he visibly stiffened when he saw her uniform and badge. Then his gaze took in the tightness of her clothes and ran up to the confident, almost bitchy look on her face and he allowed a smile. She wasn't here for a bust, she was here to have a good time.

"Cover charge?" she asked brusquely, moving right up into his face.

"Not for New York's Finest," chuckled the Bouncer, and stepped back from her, swinging the door open at the same time, allowing both smoke and loud music to emerge.

She stepped past him and he stepped back forward, closing the door behind him and waiting for the next customer.

Andrea moved into the room, sighing as she felt the smoke clogging her nostrils and mouth with it's foul odor all ready..... foul and yet also familiar and tantalizing.

She'd smoked in her youth and eventually put the addiction behind her, leaving her a throaty voice that men found sexy but she found raspy and sometimes irritating.

She cast her gaze around the club, hiding her shock at the sight of a number of women (mainly leather-clad) actively making out, some showing an indecent amount of flesh. The number of women outnumbered men almost 4 to 1, and every male she saw was clearly in the submissive role to the dominant female.

She tried her best to look without looking like she was looking, and did such a good job that she didn't see the contact until she turned and bumped into her.

"Hello baby," whispered Gina Gershon into Andrea's ear, before lightly running her tongue over the shocked cop's ear,"Looking for me?"

Fifteen minutes later, Smythe turned about and shook his head as he watched Henricks' trying desperately to keep the cheese from sliding off of his slice of pizza.

"She's leaving.... with Gershon."

Henricks' eyes widened and he shoved the pizza into his mouth, roughly swallowing it down without chewing as he leaped out of his chair moved to the window where Smythe was sitting.

"Dammit," he grunted, slamming a fist against his chest to get the lump of food down his throat,"She did it!"

"Yeah, but it's just the first step... you think she'll punk out when it comes to having to fuck her?"

"No, no way," smiled Henricks,"We researched this bitch, man, she has an overly developed social conscience, she'll take it as far as she can to catch the criminal, even if it means performing demeaning acts."

"Nothing quite as demeaning as forced homosexuality," replies Smythe smoothly.

"You kidding," whispered Henricks', peering out the dirty window two floors up as Gina strode dominantly down the street, clutching Andrea's hand and leading her dominantly towards her private apartment,"You saw the mean bitch look in her eye and that boys hair-cut, no way she isn't a dyke anyway."

"Yeah well...." started Smythe,"I mean, it takes a lot to do what she's doing, I mean would you do it with another guy if it mean you could capture some sicko evil freak."

Henricks turned to look at Smythe, and they stared at each other for several uncomfortable moments before they went back to watching Gina lead Andrea down the street.

Gina turned the light on and stepped in, still clutching to Andrea's hand. She released her at last, shutting the door behind Andrea and pressing back against it.

She rested her ass against her hands, leaning back against the door in a reclining, relaxed pose, grinning mischievously up at the nervous Police Officer.

"I knew you were a cherry," chuckled Gina,"Sure you strode in all confidence and bluster with your handcuffs and police uniform and bitchy face... but the moment we left the club you were like putty in my hands!"

Andrea stared at Gina, who stared directly back with no guile or pretense, searching for contempt of sarcasm, and found none. Gina was beautiful, her sexy face only accentuated by the slight upturn of her nose, which gave her a deceptively cute, mischievous appearance, accentuated even more by the very slight protrusion of her upper teeth. Had they been a little more evident they would have detracted from her beauty, but they were exactly the right size to give her mouth a sultry, breathless look that just screamed sex appeal.

Her light brown hair was cut short and spilt carelessly down around her shoulders, but it was her eyes that were her main feature, the bright expressive orbs capable of captivating and capturing anyone who looked too deeply into them.

Still, as much nicer as it would be to be hand-nursed through this unsavory process, she needed to present a character interesting enough to get an invitation into The Club, from which she could set a trap to capture Thandie.

She stormed forward, subconsciously enjoying the widening of Gina's eyes at the unexpected movement.

Andrea pressed her smooth, pink lips against Gina's full, red ones, sliding her hand around the other woman's waist, trapping her hands behind her before pulling back.

To keep from losing her balance, Gina was forced to wrap an arm around Andrea's neck, and the moment she did Andrea stepped forward, taking Gina's legs out from under her, swinging her around and walking her back across the room towards the kitchen bench, grabbing her ass firmly through the impossibly short, black leather skirt the other woman was wearing.

Gina's eyes had been wide in surprise, then half closed in pleasure before taking on a cunning look. As Andrea moved closer to the bench, Gina used her familiarity with the apartment to anchor her legs and drop her body back and to the side in the dead-weight, using Andrea's momentum to drop them both back onto the leather couch to the side.

They landed on their sides and, with a quick movement, Gina rolled herself on top of Andrea, straddling the police officer and staring down at her with an incredibly sexy crooked grin.

The hot brunette arched her back and slid her hands through her hair, her untidy hair spilling over her hands and around her face before she slapped her hands down firmly on Andrea's large breasts, then ripped the too tight police shirt open to expose her bra.

"A bra...." sighed Gina, shaking her head with a rueful grin before unclasping it and releasing Andrea's breasts.

This was the moment of truth, no going back now. Although she had intellectually accepted the things she would be forced to do in order to capture Thandie, this was actually happening now, she was going to have sex with another woman.

A beautiful, sexy woman who was unbuckling Andrea's belt and sliding it off with relish, unzipping her fly and pulling her pants down over her hips.

"Nice thong," chuckled Gina as Andrea unconsciously lifted her ass and allowed her pants to be pulled down past her knees,"Let's get rid of that, shall we?"

She gripped the thong firmly with one hand and pulled with the other, tearing the thin material of the thong into pieces easily, exposing the now far more trimmed pubic hair of the sexy Police Officer.

"Oh naughty girl, you dye your hair, don't you," chuckled Gina as she noted the black pubic hair over Andrea's fur-lined slit, she leaned down until her face was inches from Andrea's own,"Maybe I should spank you for that?"

"Try it and I'll beat you senseless," hissed Andrea, surprising Gina into flinching back before she allowed her crooked smile to return once again.

"You're just full of surprises, aren't you," she chuckled, lightly running a finger in a small circle around Andrea's breast, pressing the tip of one finger against the cop's stiff, erect nipple, which protruded out from her breast over half an inch.

"Let's get something straight," breathed Andrea, trying to stay in character and ignore the position she was in, the feel of Gina on top of her, Gina's finger on her breast and the light friction as the contact slowly, slightly ground her hips against one of Andrea's long, sexy thighs,"I'm not some submissive little bitch that you can just fuck and throw away, you're only hear to make me cum, understand!"

Gina's eyes widened yet again in surprise, then narrowed angrily before a cruel little smile crossed her lips.

"You are something different, aren't you," she laughed,"Fine, I'll be your bitch, I'll service you.... but only if you stick around to see my surprise afterwards, 'kay?"

Andrea stared up at her firmly, then allowed a little smile to cross her face before nodding slightly,"Whatever it takes to get you to put that tongue to it's proper use is fine by me."

She felt a little thrill run throughout her body at hearing herself say those words, she felt so naughty and debauched, more like one of the skel's and degenerates she had to deal with every day as an Officer.

Gina knelt between Andrea's legs as the hot Police Officer parted them, feeling a vulnerability and anticipation she hadn't felt since she'd first spread her legs for a man, over two decades ago now.

"Sexy," whispered Gina, her hand reaching down, one finger gently stroking Andrea's swollen clitoris. She pressed down against the erect nub of the other woman's clit firmly, fiddling with the hot love button and sending wild, uncontrollable jolts of pleasure throughout Andrea's entire nervous system.

As she worked at Andrea's clit she moved her other hand between Andrea's legs and cupped her cunt-mound, squeezing it firmly and extracting a startled squeal of delight from Andrea before she pulled her hand away and pressed the tip of one finger at the top of the blonde's slit, just beneath her clit, then worked it up and down in a light brushing motion, each subsequent sweep working deeper and deeper into Andrea's snatch until she had her entire finger buried inside of her pussy, stirring and shifting her quickly collecting cunt-juices as she watched Andrea's tight ass-cheeks shift and contract as her hips involuntarily jerked and jumped in response to the higher and higher levels of arousal working it's way through her system.

The hot brunette kept this up for several minutes, working her fingers faster and faster until she was furiously rubbing Andrea's clit and slamming three fingers deeply into the other woman's cunt.

For the moment all thoughts of Thandie Newton and Slavers and The FBI had departed Andrea's mind as her hips bucked wildly off of the couch and she felt the wet heat of her own juices running down between her clenched ass-cheeks to the leather couch below.

Gina's fingers were a blur as they slammed in and out of Andrea's gushing, pounding hips. Her ass worked higher and higher, knees lifting up high on either side of Gina's body as she planted her feet firmly to allow her to slam her cunt against Gina Gershon's fucking, stroking, sliding fingers.

"OH! OH! OH! OH!" cried Andrea, tossing her head from side to side as her sexual arousal overcame her better thinking, her orgasm exploding, juices gushing up around Gina's frigging fingers as she came and came hard,"OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOOHOHOHOHOHOHOhohohohohohooooooo o..oooo ....ooooo.....ooooooo.........oooo...o..o...o...oh ....ahhhhh!"

Gina, no stranger to dealing with other woman's orgasms, allowed Andrea to come down from her orgasm, keeping her fingers planted firmly inside of the Detective's pussy, slowly wriggling her fingers about inside of her.

As Andrea finally calmed somewhat, her mind a dazed mix of conflicting emotions and sexual pleasure, Gina stared down at her with affection and lust, then allowed her crooked smirk to widen before she gripped Andrea by the back of her hips and pulled them up. Andrea squawked in surprise as her legs and ass were lifted up off of the couch, forcing her back hard on her shoulders as Gina kept a hard grip on her thighs and quickly lowered her mouth to Andrea's still dripping pussy.

She pressed her face against Andrea's pussy and used her still glistening fingers to spread Andrea's cunt open and slowly work her tongue deep inside of her.

Despite her own still lingering reservations, Andrea couldn't help but moan as she felt another woman's tongue press inside of her. She'd been eaten out before, of course, but only ever by men who, for all their good intentions and practice, could never have the natural talent that another woman was capable of.

Gina knew exactly which buttons to push and which areas to tease, and when, and she did it so naturally and with such skill that Andrea found herself once again lifting her ass up off of the couch, pressing her crotch against Gina's mouth as the brunette lapped and plunged her tongue in and out of the Detective's pussy.

Grabbing her breasts with her hands, Andrea began to slowly knead and massage them as Gina tongued and lapped at her pussy, sending overwhelmingingly erotic sensations of pleasure throughout her entire body, from the tips of her toes to the top of her head.

Gina's thumb continued to rub roughly against Andrea's clit, causing her hips to involuntarily jump and twist about beneath the brunettes juice-glistening face, lurching up and down as she rapidly approached a second orgasm.

"Cum again," Gina whispered, looking up at Andrea's flushed face, as her fingers replaced her tongue inside of the Detective's pussy,"Do it, cum for me! CUM!"

Her fingers slammed in and out of Andrea's cunt in a blur, driving the sexy blond wild with pleasure. She tossed her head back over the arm-rest of the couch and slammed her crotch up hard against Gina's talented fingers.

Something Andrea had always enjoyed about sex was the aching fatigue she always felt in her hips afterwards. For some reason it just seemed to increase her pleasure, leaving her lying panting hard with a smooth, relaxing tingle running through her flesh. It usually took a good, hard fucking from a man to get like that, but in less than five minutes with she had already cum once, was well on her way to another orgasm and best of all, she already felt that dull ache in her hips and crotch that just accentuated and increased her own pleasure.

Her hands clutched her breasts roughly, squeezing hard, loving the feel of her protruding nipples pressing against her palms. Her back arched and her hips slammed up into Gina's face as the brunette slid her tongue back into the other woman's cunt. She felt Gina's tongue push fully into her and let out a long, low moan of pleasure, her hands releasing her tits and grasping the back of Gina's head, pushing her firmly into her crotch as she rolled her hips up and across, grinding her cunt against the other woman's face.

Gina grinned, her face firm against Andrea's pussy, then plunged her tongue deep into the blonde's cunt, turning her tongue into a funnel through which she sucked up her pussy juices. After drinking her full, she began scooping her tongue up and down between Andrea's fur-lined slit, roughly running her tongue over Andrea's clit and making her gasp and cry out and moan.

"OH! OH YES!" she cried out, losing control,"OH FUCK YES! EAT ME! EAT ME OUT!"

Gina was more than willing, pressing her lips and teeth and chin firmly against the blonde's pussy, using every trick she knew to raise Andrea to higher and higher levels of sexual arousal.

She brought the other woman to the edge with fast, flicking runs of the tip of her tongue over Andrea's clit and then, with practiced ease she pushed her over with one last slow lick up between Andrea's tight pussy-lips.

"OHHHH! OH! UHHHHH!" gasped Andrea, her body shuddering as her second orgasm hit her, this time a slow, shaking orgasm that made her entire body quiver, her legs shaking.

Gina grinned up at her, then went back to slowly running her tongue up and down between Andrea's tight snatch, scooping up the flowing juices and swallowing them hungrily down until Andrea finally began to come down from her orgasm.

Finally she caught her breath and relaxed her body until she was more or less back to normal, although that sexy tingle in her hips remained and her cheeks were tingling with blood.

Gina moved up beside her, the back of the couch between her and Andrea, and slowly ran one finger lovingly up the blonde's flank, sending a shiver of pleasure through her stomach. She lightly circled Andrea's breast and playfully flicked the protruding nipple before lowering her mouth to the other woman's ear and nibbling lightly at it.

"So lover," she asked,"Are you ready for your surprise?"

"Surprise," grunted Smythe, tossing the freshly delivered pizza onto Henricks lap.

"Shhh," muttered Henricks, headphones on and a small dish in his hand, directed towards Gina's nearby apartment.

They had agreed not to use a wire-tap or video surveillance so as not to put Andrea at jeopardy, but thanks to a Judge's Court Order they were able to direct an eavesdropping device towards Gina's apartment. This would have made for some erotic listening, but due to legal requirements they had to stop listening in after more than 20 seconds without hearing anything relevant to their case, then wait a set amount of time before being able to listen in again.

So they had gotten a stop-start ear in on Andrea and Gina's sex, which just proved to be frustrating rather than erotic. Now however, Gina was promising Andrea a surprise and it was time to listen in for real.

"What do you want?" Gina asked Andrea, still lying beside her, the cop getting a little nervous by her proximity now that their sexual encounter had ended.

"What?" asked Andrea.

"You came to that little club for a reason, it's not a place for first timers.... and you were looking for someone in particular, me, so why? What do you want?"

It was do or die time now for Andrea, the sacrifice she had just made would be all for nothing if Gina turned down her next request. "The Club," she replied, the upper case clearly evident,"I want in."

"Ooooh," giggled Gina, pinching Andrea's nipple roughly and making her let out a little squeal of shock,"Want to play with the big boys, huh?"

"I'm more interested in the girls, actually," Andrea replied smoothly.

"Don't get me wrong, darling," whispered Gina,"But not just anyone can get into The Club, you need an invite from a member first......"

"And you are a member, aren't you?" asked Andrea.

"Yeah I am," replied Gina with that crooked grin that Andrea was starting to love,"But as fun as this little encounter was, there are two more things you need before you can get into The Club."

"And what are they?" asked Andrea, hiding her irritation at the games Gina was playing.

"The first one," chuckled Gina,"Is your surprise."

She slid over Andrea's body and stood up beside her, stretching languidly like a cat before she moved away to a doorway leading further into her apartment. She opened the door as Andrea sat up to look over the back of the couch, finding herself staring at a man glaring at her with undisguised lust.

A completely naked man.

"Surprise," laughed Gina.

"What surprise?" asked Henricks.

"Times up," muttered Smythe irritably.

"What surprise?" asked Henricks again, just as irritated, wanting like hell to have video surveillance running,"This could be relevant."

"Don't throw away the case," warned Smythe,"Our time is up!" Henricks cursed lightly, then pulled the earphones away.

"Surprise?" asked Andrea, tearing her gaze away from the man's crotch to stare at Gina's smirking face,"I thought you were.... I mean...."

"A dyke?" asked Gina with a grin,"No baby, I'm just someone who likes fucking, I don't care if it's cock or cunt, whatever gets me off gets me off."

"What do you want me to....?"

"You want into The Club," Gina explained,"There's something you have to understand first."

"And what's that?" asked Andrea, trying to keep from looking at the man's clearly erect cock again.

"You'll see," giggled Gina, stepping beside the man and reaching down to lightly stroke his prick,"Now get over here and make him cum." "What?"

"You heard me," said Gina,"You want into The Club, get over here and make him cum!"

Henricks' put the earphones on again and listened intently for twenty seconds, then cursed and pulled them off again.

"What?" asked Smythe.

"Nothing," replied Henricks,"I didn't hear anything."

She couldn't believe she was doing this, getting down onto her knees in front of a naked man, hoping to get him off in order to please a woman who could help her get into a sex club where she would attempt to seduce another woman in order to put her in jail.

It was all crazy, the mad plot from a bad porn-movie, but she kept telling herself it was necessary.

- It's no different from those cops who take drugs in order to infiltrate the drug scene - she thought to herself as she tentatively reached out and encircled his cock with her hand - Or Donnie Brasco, Donnie Brasco became best friends with mobsters, beat up innocent men and cut up murdered mob bosses and THAT was a lot worse than what I'm doing. -

She turned to look over at Gina, whose eyes were sparkling with mischief as she watched Andrea began to slowly stroke her hand up and down the man's shaft. Turning to look at him, she noticed he was staring straight down at her, his eyes betraying no emotion as he watched her jack him off.

"Cum for me, you hot stud," she whispered, and heard Gina bark out a short laugh, which she ignored,"You like that? Huh? You like my hand around your cock?"

She began to pump her hand up and down his cock faster and faster, hoping to beat him off quickly. She'd given plenty of hand-jobs in her youth and knew that the best technique was to start off slow and gentle to get them hot, then pump them so fast your hand practically smoked.

In this case, however, his eyes showed no signs of arousal, losing even the look of lust he had had when he first saw her. She couldn't understand it, she'd never known a straight male she couldn't jack off within a minute, but he showed no signs of losing control.

She was willing to make sacrifices, willing to go to extreme lengths to capture Thandie, but if she could help it she would reduce those lengths as much as possible.

But jacking him off wasn't going to do it, she'd have to take things to the next level.

She jerked him off with fast, quick strokes but it was clear this wasn't going anywhere. So, she swallowed her pride and, a few moments later, swallowed his cock.

"Again?" Smythe asked twenty seconds later.

"Nothing," nodded Henricks,"I'm getting concerned, maybe we should...."

"No, Gershon's a pimp and a thief, not a murderer," replied Smythe,"Let's not jump the gun and blow our case."

She took the head of his prick in first, smelling him through her nostrils as the tip of tongue lapped up and down over his piss-hole, mouth closed around the glans of his penis.

She could tell from the involuntary flexing of his hips and the light hiss that escaped between his teeth that this was having some effect on him, but she knew it wasn't going to be enough and, with only slight hesitation, she gripped his buttocks firmly in hand and pulled herself slowly down the length of his shaft, lips parted wide, running smoothly down over him.

"Niiice!" laughed Gina,"You're a good little cock-sucker aren't you!"

Andrea ignored the taunt and concentrated on getting this stranger off, holding his cock firmly inside of her mouth, working her lips firmly around the base of his shaft, the muscles in the back of her throat working on his cock-head.

She deep-throated him like this for over a minute, then began to lightly pull her mouth back less than an inch before sliding forward again and taking him fully into her again. She started humming lightly, knowing how the vibrations and light movement of the muscles in her throat would stimulate him toward orgasm.

Gina moved up beside the two of them and began to lightly stroke the back of Andrea's head, placing her arm around the man's waist. He turned and, at her initiation, they kissed as Andrea continued to suck on his cock.

"You like that, my little Submissive?" Gina asked him as they broke their kiss,"You like her sucking your dick?"

"Yes," he replied smoothly, smiling,"Very much."

"Are you going to cum?" she asked as Andrea squeezed on his ass-cheeks, pulling his meat fully into her.

"Only if it pleases you, mistress," he replied.

Gina grabbed the back of Andrea's head and pulled slightly, causing Andrea to remove her mouth from around the Submissive's cock.

"Understand yet, lover?" she asked.

"I can't make him cum, can I," Andrea guessed,"Unless you let him."

"Damn right," she replied, then turned to The Submissive,"How good was that blowjob, baby?"

"One of the best I've ever had," he answered.

"Did you want to cum?" she asked him.

"Yes, very much."

"And why didn't you?"

"Because I hadn't received permission."

Gina smiled and looked down at Andrea,"Understand this, my hot little cop, The Club is filled with people like my Submissive and I. We go there to release our sexual inhibitions, but we have relationships there that go beyond our physical beings. Nothing can make him cum unless I instruct him to, and there are men and women there who can order me to do the foulest, most disgusting things.... and I would do it without hesitation. Do you understand?"

"I know," nodded Andrea,"And I want to share in it."

"You might be asked to do certain things you'd never consider doing," Gina continued,"Things that would make you sick, things you might arrest people for doing as a part of your job. If you refuse it won't be held against you, but you'll never be allowed back and I'll be punished as the person who invited you along."

"I'm willing to leave it all behind," Andrea said again,"There are things I want I can't find anywhere, The Club is the only place that I can get it and I am not going to let it slide."

Gina smiled and nodded, then placed her hand under Andrea's upraised chin and lifted slightly, indicating Andrea should stand.

Once the three of them were standing in a little circle, Gina smiled and continued.

"Now you understand the second thing you needed to know, and there's only one more condition you need to meet," Gina whispered in her ear, before nibbling on it again as The Submissive did the same to her other ear.

"What?" gasped Andrea, enjoying the sensations of warmth and closeness standing with the two of them,"What is it?"

"That can wait for a moment," giggled Gina, and then she led Andrea and The Submissive through the door and down the hallway to her bedroom.

"Do you feel like a pervert?" Smythe asked as he pulled his own earphones away, Henricks doing the same.

"Hmmm?" asked Henricks.

"Listening to this... do you feel like a pervert?"

"No way man," the other Agent replied, shaking his head,"We're just listening to the stuff. They're the freaks doing it."

Both nodded, then watched the clock carefully, counting the seconds till they could listen to the 'perverts' again.

Andrea let out a little moan as she felt The Submissive's tongue running over her nipples. She had always been vaguely embarrassed by her nipples, which stuck out close to an inch when erect, leaving no confusion over her arousal.

It made it difficult for her to wear certain types of clothing in certain types of weather, but men had always seemed to love them, and The Submissive was no exception.

Neither was Gina, whose mouth and teeth were suckling and nibbling at the other nipple. Both of their hands were down between Andrea's legs, fingering and squeezing her cunt as they went to work on her firm breasts. The Submissive tugged gently at the nipple on his mouth with his teeth, stretching it before releasing it and letting it flick back hard against her breast.

Gina had removed her own clothing, and despite herself Andrea had felt a twinge in her pussy at the sight of the other woman naked. Her breasts were slightly smaller than Andrea's and sagged very, very slightly from a life-time of going braless. Her small pink nipples were extremely sexy, sticking firmly out with her arousal, practically begging to be suckled on.

Her black pubic hair was shaved in a rectangle over her bald pussy-lips, something Andrea had never had the courage to do. She kept her pubic hair trimmed right down, but she'd never been able to go the extra step and shave her cunt-lips.

Her legs were fantastic, obviously dancers legs, and Andrea longed to run her hands up and down them, to lightly kiss her thighs and moved closer up....

She couldn't believe it, she was turning into a dyke after only one lesbian encounter. Was it possible that all that macho crap bullshit about all women being at least a little homosexual was true?

The Submissive sunk two of his fingers deep into her pussy, rubbing her clit with the base of the palm of his hand, pushing it hard against her, increasing the friction as he suckled and nursed on her breasts.

She lay back with her eyes closed as Gina kissed her way up her neck and slid her tongue into the other woman's mouth. The Submissive responded by kissing down her stomach, working his way between her legs and sliding his tongue deep into her snatch, enjoying the taste of her juices in his mouth. His head bobbed up and down, fucking the sexy Police Detective with his tongue, running it in and out, scooping it up and down between her fur-lined cunt-lips, causing her to moan and groan around Gina's tongue.

He slid two fingers into her pussy and began to work them quickly in and out as his lips moved to her clitoris, pursing around the erect little love button and sucking it in.

Andrea was trying to suck on Gina's tongue, but the pleasure from The Submissive's fingers and tongues kept distracting her, making her moan and cry out for more. He pounded her snatch with his fingers, his teeth chewing lightly at her clitoris, chin pressing against the fingers fucking in and out of her pussy.

He was like a machine, pushing her higher and higher towards orgasm without relenting even slightly. He could feel her pussy quivering and clenching greedily around his fingers, feel her pressing and rolling her hips up against his face, trying to get more of his sopping digits into her.

He pumped her over and over, and the feel of her fingers combined with his tongue and teeth on her clitoris, plus Gina's tongue in her mouth and hand on her breast pushed her over the edge into yet another orgasm.

She cried out lustily, tossing her head from side to side, Gina's mouth breaking contact with hers as her back arched and her ass lifted off of the bed, her entire body rigid with pleasure as she experienced 'The Little Death' again.

Finally she relaxed her body, letting it drop in a dead weight back onto the bed. She lay panting for breath as Gina moved back down to her breasts, kissing first one nipple, then the next. The Submissive slowly scooped his tongue in a broad sweep up between Andrea's cunt-lips and then ran it - and her pussy-juices - up her stomach and the underside of one breast. He kissed one protruding nipple softly, then he and Gina turned to face each other, kissing passionately.

Gina broke the kiss and then turned to smile at Andrea, whispering into her ear,"You like that, lover?"

"Oh.... oh yes," moaned Andrea.

"Then you're going to love this!" laughed Andrea, and nodded to The Submissive to proceed.

He moved down between Andrea's legs, which were spread wide open, her juices slowly trailing down between her ass-cheeks.

He knelt in front of her, gripping his cock in hand and guiding it towards her pussy. He placed the head of his prick firmly against the entrance to her cunt and then looked up at her with a grin, making sure her eyes were locked with his before pressing forward and sinking his cock between her lubricated cunt-slit.

He sunk into her easily, his cock practically being sucked inside of her hungry cunt. Both moaned low and long in the back of their throats, then Andrea reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down against her, kissing him passionately as he sunk balls deep inside of her, her breasts squashing against his chest.

Breaking the kiss, he quickly settled into a long, slow stroking rhythm. He moved his prick in and out of her snatch, rocking his hips back and forth inside of her as she rolled her own in complementary motions. They continued to kiss each other, tongues sliding over each other, lips tasting and nibbling at each other as she wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck as she fucked herself back down onto him.

Her cunt was gripping around his pounding cock, milking him hungrily for more of his fuck-shaft. She couldn't believe how good this felt, how right, and she began to slam her crotch roughly against his own, trying to increase the amazing stimulation she was getting from being fucked by this complete stranger, this man whose name she didn't even know.

He stroked his hand down her body, running the fingertips along her flank until they reached her shoulder. Applying pressure, he signaled that he wanted her to roll over, and she did as she was told, rolling on top of him.

He lay beneath her for a few minutes, kissing her, slowly rolling his hips to let his cock pump into her, enjoying a slow, languid fuck before Gina whispered something into his ear.

He grabbed her hips and held her in place as he pulled his cock free from her pussy with a wet, sluicing noise, then rolled away from beneath her.

"Stay still darling," Gina whispered into Andrea's ear as The Submissive moved behind her and reached between her legs, stroking her pussy and pulling her ass up as Gina applied pressure to her shoulders, pushing her upper body down into the bed.

Once again he guided his cock into her pussy and felt the delicious wet heat of her cunt enveloping his cock. He leaned over her body, reaching beneath her to grab her breasts, squeezing them as he pumped his cock in and out of her pussy with increasing pace. He loved the feel of her pussy sucking on his cock, the delicious sensation of his balls slapping against her clit, which was also sending more and more thrills of pleasure throughout her body too.

He sped up his thrusts, pushing his prick between her pussy-lips as hard and fast as he was able, slapping against her ass over and over, pumping deep into her.

Andrea cried out over and over, loving the feel of his cock pounding into her, feeling herself boiling over towards yet another orgasm, her mind practically lost in the overwhelming pleasure she had received since coming into this apartment.

And yet, despite the increased pace of his fuck-strokes into her and the quickened breathing she could hear coming from him, somehow she knew that he wasn't going to cum.

"OH FUCK!" she cried as a particularly hard thrust of his cock slammed him balls-deep into her, his nuts slamming against her clitoris and pushing her over the edge,"OHhhhhh fah-UCK ME!"

She came again, her cunt gripping down tight on him and sucking hungrily at his prick as he remained buried inside of her, grinding his cock into her as she came hard. Her body felt so exhausted, so fucked out, that if his cock hadn't been buried inside of her, propping her up, she would have collapsed arms and legs akimbo on the bed.

And then The Submissive was pulling out and she was doing just that, collapsing onto the bed with her arms and legs thrown out wide.

"Now darling," Gina instructed The Submissive,"Cum for me, bitch."

He grunted with relief and grabbed his cock in hand a second before blasting several thick, ropy strings of sperm over her tight ass and long sexy legs.

"Good bitch," Gina chuckled, stroking his cheek with her hand and staring down at Andrea's exhausted, panting body, loving the sexy image of her Submissive's cum plastered over the cop's tight ass and toned legs,"Both of you."

She settled down beside Andrea and whispered into her ear, telling her the last thing she needed to get entry into The Club.

Andrea's eyes widened slightly at what Gina said, but then she gathered her wits and put herself back into character.

"Not a problem," she replied smoothly,"Just tell me where and when."

"We've got a problem," Andrea snapped, slumping down into one of the three chairs in the room. She grabbed a cold piece of pizza and gobbled it down hungrily as Smythe and Henricks stared at her expectantly.

She had stormed in half an hour earlier, pushed past them without a word and used the less than hygienic shower for almost 25 minutes. She dressed in her own clothes, which fitted a lot more comfortably than the tight police uniform she'd worn earlier.

"Did you hear the third condition of entry to The Club?" she asked them.

"No," replied Henricks after a moments hesitation,"No we didn't."

Andrea sighed and buried her head in hands.

"I need to bring a partner, a female, with me, to prove I can dominate someone to the extent Gina did with her submissive."

"Ahhh.... oh," Smythe said after a minute of uncomfortable silence,"And if you can't?"

"Then I get no invitation to The Club.... ever."

"You wanted to see me Andrea?" asked Detective Kim Delaney two days later, stepping into the lunch room to get herself a drink of coffee.

"Delaney.... Kim, yeah," Andrea stammered, causing Andrea to raise an eyebrow. After over 10 years as a cop not much surprised her, but she'd never expected to see her usually tough as nails fellow Detective acting so insecure and unsure of herself,"But I'd rather not do it here, can we talk somewhere after work?"

"Sure, what about Murphy's?" asked Kim, trying to put Andrea at ease. Murphy's was a local bar where a lot of cops hung out, one of the few places they could relax together.

"I'd rather go some place without a lot of our co-workers," Andrea said with a slight wince,"There's another bar called Finnegan's a couple of blocks down...."

"I know it," said Kim,"Sure, sometime after work, huh?"

"Yeah, yeah, that'll be good," Andrea replied, moving quickly past Kim and leaving her alone in the lunch-room.

Had it been just Kim's imagination, or had Andrea been blushing?

"Who lit a fire under Thompson's ass?" asked Detective Franz, stepping into the lunch-room a moment later,"She just zoomed right by me like a bat out of hell."

"Who knows," replies Kim, shaking her head,"Say, did that lead on the O'Halloran case work out?"

"Yeah, we got the fruit down in lock-up now, letting him stew in his own juices," muttered Franz, grabbing a coke from the fridge,"You wouldn't believe this guys apartment, wall to wall porn, and not the good stuff either, I'm talking sick shit like leather and....."

Kim let Dennis talk away, only half listening, more concerned with what Andrea's problem could be.

"So here's my problem," Andrea said as the waitress left their table,"And it's a big one."

"I could tell," replied Kim with a smile, and to her relief Andrea returned it,"You certainly haven't been your usual self."

"Now I don't want to step on any toes or overstep any bounds," Andrea said after taking a nervous gulp of her beer,"But I'm in some serious trouble and you are quite literally the only one who can help me out of it."

"What is it?" asked Kim, concerned for her friend.

"I'm helping out The FBI with an undercover case," Andrea told her,"And this conversation can NOT go beyond this table, understand?"

"Hey, you're talking to me here," said Kim with a smile, even as her mind overflowed with possible scenarios,"You've got my word I won't tell a soul."

"We're trying to capture an integral member of a Slavery market, specifically Sexual Slavery, but it's a very complicated case."

"Shit, slavery...." muttered Kim, who hadn't even considered such a possibility,"Who is the sick bastard?"

"She's a sick bitch," replied Andrea, seeing Kim's eyes grow wide,"Yeah, that was my reaction as well."

"A woman.... shit I never would have thought...."

"Wait till you see her," Andrea interupted,"She looks more like a fashion model, and that's what makes it so complicated, she's totally above suspicion, has always kept her hands clean, and has only one exploitable weakness....."

"Which is?" asked Kim to the hanging statement.

"She gets off on dominating strong women, she loves to be the big enchilada and have everyone dance to her tune. She frequents a sexual fetish club called The Club, where she's known to find the strongest, most dominant women and breaks her down into her willing slave before selling her on the market."

"Shit," whistled Kim, unconsciously taking a large swig of her own beer,"She is a sick bitch.... oh shit, Andrea you aren't telling me that you...."

"Two nights ago I made contact with the one woman known to The FBI capable of getting me into The Club and meeting this Slaver," Andrea finished for Kim,"In order to convince her I was worthy of an invitation I had sex with her, then with her submissive male partner."

"Oh my fucking...." whispered Kim after a moments silence that seemed to stretch our for all eternity,"You.... made love with another woman?"

"I got fucked by another woman," corrected Andrea,"And then I let her man fuck me, and it still wasn't enough to get an invitation."

"What? Then what do you.....?" she trailed off as she saw the embarrassed look on Kim's face and came to the right conclusion,"Fuck me!"

She instantly regretted the choice of words, and the wince in Andrea's face told her how ill-chosen they were, but there was no taking them back now.

"I need a female partner, someone I can prove my complete and total dominance over. If I can convince this woman, Gina, that I am capable of that level of control, then she will get me an invitation to The Club, where I hope to capture incriminating evidence of the Slaver's illegal activities."

"And you... you want me to be your submissive?" asked Kim, unable to believe she was having this conversation.

"I... you were the only one I could think of I would be able to do this with, to even approach you with," Andrea stammered,"And if you want to throw that drink in my face and storm out I'll understand, but Kim I'm desperate, I didn't whore myself out for The FBI just to let it all slip away now. I need you!"

"This is... this is all a bit much to take in," Kim muttered, leaning back against her booth and shaking her head,"You've got to understand, I just can't commit to this kind of thing like that, I've got to.... I've got to, ahhhh, it's not that I don't want to help you capture this freak but I.... I mean I've never.... oh fuck I don't know what to say."

"I understand," Andrea said with a smile, stopping herself from reaching out and stroking Kim's cheek,"Just, just let me know okay, I have to meet Gina on Saturday. If I can prove my control, then I get the invitation."

She stood up, leaving money on the table to pay for their drinks and a card with the address of the motel room Henricks and Smythe were using. She hesitated a moment, as if she wanted to say something, then walked away, leaving a confused Kim Delaney behind.

Where she remained for a very long time.

"Shit, she's not coming," muttered Henricks, looking at his watch as it got closer and closer to seven.

"That's a wrap then," agreed Smythe, shaking his head,"DAMMIT WE ALMOST HAD HER!"

"I know, I know," consoled Andrea,"But you can't expect Kim to just nod her head and go along with it, I hardly gave her time to let it all sink in."

Kim and Andrea hadn't spoken after their bar-room meeting, except to discuss case notes or talk with their Chief. No one else seemed to note their stiffness around each other, although most of them were busy with cases and troubles of their own. Franz was a recovering alcoholic whose grown son and second wife had recently passed away within months of each other, both killed by gunmen whilst doing their jobs, leaving him to care for his young child as a single father. Detective Turturro's girl friend had been the victim of an acid attack after being raped, Detective Shroeder was new on the job and trying desperately to prove himself, they hardly had time to notice two women Detectives trying their hardest not to act too uncomfortable around each other.

"Okay, so Gina will be waiting, you don't show up, she figures you chickened out and that's that," Smythe said finally,"It's okay, we just wait a few months and try again with someone else."

"I'm sorry you had to go through what you went through, Andrea," Henricks said after a few moments of silence,"Especially since it was all for nothing."

"I...." started Andrea, and the doorbell rang.

All three of them moved to the door and Henricks peered through the peephole, turning to glance with surprise at Andrea,"Is your friend a pretty brunette?"

"Yeah," said Andrea, moving up to the peephole as Henricks moved away. She looked through and felt an enormous weight lift off of her shoulders,"Yes, it's Kim."

"Kim, is it?" asked Gina, handing her a small glass of white wine,"Pleased to meet you Kim."

Kim didn't reply, and Gina arched an inquisitive eyebrow at Andrea.

"My bitch doesn't have permission to speak," replied Andrea,"When she has, she'll answer your questions."

"You are so fucking cute when you're a bitch!" laughed Gina, grabbing Andrea by the back of the neck and pulling their lips together, kissing the hot blond detective.

"So is Kim here a police officer too?" asked Gina, breaking the kiss and running her tongue lightly over Andrea's lips for a brief moment, promising more to come.

"No," Andrea said with a grin,"She's a Detective, she outranks me."

"AHA!" laughed Gina with glee, clapping her hands together at the delicious irony,"You ARE unique, aren't you!"

"So what about The Club?" asked Andrea,"When do we go?"

"Oh relax," Gina muttered with a derisive swipe of her hand,"We'll get to The Club when I decide you're ready to get to The Club."

"Well what more do you fucking want!" snapped Andrea, making Gina flash her crooked grin again,"I've fulfilled all of your conditions!"

"Well for one thing, The Club doesn't open till midnight, so we have plenty of time to spare," chuckled Gina, sipping at her wine,"For another, I still haven't seen any proof of total dominance over your bitch here. If my Submissive and I can't make her cum without your permission, then I won't only be convinced, I'll be impressed."

Outwardly Kim retained a neutral face, but inwardly she groaned at Gina's words. She'd finally convinced herself to go along and help Andrea because it would serve the greater good, but she had been hoping that her presence alone, along with a little play-acting, would be enough to get them into The Club and a meeting with the Slaver.

But instead it looked like she'd have to take things to the next level, something she'd been intellectually prepared for, but which realistically was very difficult to accept.

"Fine," muttered Andrea,"If you want to waste your time then go ahead and try, but you'll have no more luck with my Submissive than I did with yours."

"We'll see," chuckled Gina,"First things first, let's see you get her worked up into a lather, then we'll have our fun and if she still hasn't cum, you're in."

Andrea just smiled, turning and moving over to Kim, putting a little shake in her ass. She wrapped her arms around Kim's body and lightly nibbled into her ear, silently whispering at the same time,"I'm sorry, if you want to back out I'll understand."

Kim swallowed her pride and responded by turning her face and lightly biting Andrea's lower lip with her own, sucking it in before breaking off and sliding her tongue between her co-worker's lips. Andrea's eyes widened in surprise, then she went along with it, returning her friends kiss as Gina and her Submissive - seated naked on the couch, holding a glass between his legs - watched on.

To Andrea's surprise Kim was taking a much more active participation than expected, actively kissing the blond back and sliding her hands down Andrea's back, reaching beneath the waistband of her pants and cupping her ass-cheeks firmly, squeezing them.

"Oh that's hot," Gina whispered to her Submissive, who nodded his agreement, eyes fixed on the two lesbian cops.

Despite all the intellectual arguments Andrea's mind could present to itself, all her body cared about was the pleasure she was feeling now, as well as the remembrance of what Gina and The Submissive had done for her several days ago.

Her hands slid up under the tight black spandex top Henricks and Smythe had had prepared just in case Kim had shown up, feeling up one of her large breasts, feeling the nipples poking out slightly from her tit-flesh.

She couldn't believe she was doing this with her friend, feeling her up, kissing her, being felt up by her, it was all unbelievable and yet it was all happening, right here in front of two stranger's she'd fucked several days ago.

Remembering the other two, she turned Kim around, placing herself against the door in order to give them a show. Her hands reached down and grabbed the thin, almost transparent material of the wrap-around skirt Kim was wearing and pulled the waist free.

The wrap-around skirt was designed for easy removal, placed on by being wrapped around and around and around the buttocks, the material holding itself together until being pulled apart, letting it fall down around her legs, which remained encased in thigh-length black boots.

"Now that's a tight ass," chuckled Gina into her Submissive's ear.

"Smooth," he agreed,"Light tan, clear skin, they'll love her at The Club."

"You mean you want to pork her," laughed Gina, slapping his shoulder playfully.

"Only if my Mistress allows it," he smiled, lifting his glass in a salute to her.

Andrea slid her fingertips down Kim's side, trailing along beneath her firm ass-cheeks, cupping and squeezing them as she and Kim finally broke their kiss.

"Turn around," Andrea said coolly to her, being careful to keep herself in character as a masterful, dominating bitch,"Lift your arms." Kim stayed in character too, an admirable task considering she was now bottomless in a room with two strangers and her fellow Police Officer, turning about and lowering her eyelashes in what she hoped was an expectant, submissive look.

Andrea grabbed the base of Kim's spandex top and pulled it roughly up, leaving it bunched up just under the brunette's elbows as one hand slid over her shoulder, the other beneath it to cup both her large breasts. "Nice tits," Gina noted.

Andrea nuzzled at Kim's neck and was rewarded with a light moan of pleasure before she stepped away and grabbed a cushion from the nearby chair, pulling it away and tossing it to the ground.

"Down!" she ordered, and Kim instantly lay down on her stomach, her upper body, tits and elbows on the cushion.

"Thank you, mistress," Kim murmured meekly, trying her best to ignore Gina and The Submissive's hungry gaze, the steadily increasing breathing of the other woman as she got more and more turned on by what Andrea was doing to Kim.

Andrea got onto her knees beside Kim and slowly began to work her fingers into her fellow Detective's smooth, warm flesh. She began to softly talk to Kim, supposedly to turn her on but more for the benefit of Gina.

"You like that, huh?" Andrea asked, hating that she was feeling growing arousal herself, hating even more that her arousal was easily apparent thinks to her long, stiff nipples, which even now were poking firmly against the too-tight material of her police uniform.

Her hands ran up and down Kim's shoulders and upper back, then down again lower, fingertips smoothing over the sides of her chest and waist, brushing against the sides of the police officer's firm breasts.

"Like my hands on your body? Huh?" she asked Kim,"I'm just a beat cop on the job, but here I'm the superior, I'm the one in charge, Detective!"

She worked her hands lower and gently, casually stroked her fingers around the underside of Kim's firm buttocks, sliding it up between her crack, barely touching the smooth, shaven pussy lips below.

Kim's hips gave a little jerk and Gina let out a little squeal of excitement at the sight, making her Submissive smile. Andrea felt a warm sense of satisfaction rise up from being able to pleasure her beautiful friend AND get a reaction from the jaded Gina.

Kim tried to control her breathing without much success, not wanting to actually feel any pleasure from this situation but unable to resist the tender touch of Andrea's fingers. The fact that it was her friend and co-worker and she was being watched by strangers just added to the taboo nature of it all.

- Just relax - she whispered feverishly to herself, her ass raising slightly, stiffening in response as she felt Andrea's hands gently kneading her buttocks, - Don't blow this, don't make it all for nothing by losing control. -

Andrea's hands moved with tender, smooth movements over Kim's tight ass and legs, massaging the backs and insides of her thighs until the brunette's legs naturally spread apart on their own.

On the couch, seated on the armrest, Gina stretched forward with great interest, spreading her own legs to either side of the arm-rest, pressing down to apply pressure to her pussy-mound.

Andrea gently stroked the inside of Kim's thighs, just below her pussy until it seemed they must make contact, but then she pulled away and slowly massaged her buttocks again, then gently pressed her knuckles into the small of Kim's back and rolled them back and forth over her spine, making her let out a long, low moan of pleasure.

"OOooooooooohhhh, oh yes, oh thank you Mistress," moaned Kim.

Andrea couldn't help but grin, and neither could she prevent her eyes from constantly straying over Kim's firm ass and her exposed, shaven cunt-lips. She would never have expected her fellow Detective of be the kind of woman to shave down there.... but then again who really knew.

"What do you want?" Andrea whispered into Kim's ear, leaning forward over her body - simultaneously applying more pressure to the small of her back - to press close to her friend,"Tell me what you want."

"I want...." moaned Kim, telling herself it was all an act, all an act and nothing mroe,"I want to feel you on my pussy.... please, I'm burning up!"

As Gina leaned forward, teeth chewing at her lower lip, Andrea ran her hand down her fellow Detective's back, straight down her spine and between her buttocks.

Kim let out a long, gurgling moan of pleasure - which sent a twinge through Andrea's own pussy - as Andrea's fingers made a brief, fleeting contact over her bald cunt-lips.

The blond, Undercover Detective's heart was pounding in her chest and she could feel her skin getting flushed as her hands stroked over Kim's body and then, finally, slid between Kim's ass-crack and cupped her cunt mound, squeezing it firmly.

"Feel good?" she asked in a low, raspy voice that sent shivers of excitement through Kim's body.

"Ye.... oh yea.... yes!" moaned Kim in a barely audible whisper.

"Are you going to cum?" Andrea asked.

"Only if you let me," groaned Kim.

"That's right, bitch," whispered Andrea, feeling a secret thrill at the naughty word,"Only if I let you."

She began to slowly rub her hand up and down Kim's cunt-mound, pressing harder with her two middle fingers, letting them sink slowly into the hot, slick flesh of her cunt.

Kim felt dizzy and weak, but despite this or maybe because of it she felt fantastic. She masturbated, of course, but as was always the case, it was better when someone else's fingers were buried to the knuckles inside your cunt, pumping in and out and making you moan.

And the fact that it was another woman - her co-worker Andrea Thompson to be exact - finger-fucking her just made it all the more erotic and sexy.

As Andrea's middle fingers plunged into Kim's cunt, the thumb and finger of the same hand gripped and squeezed her erect clitoris and rubbed and rolled the hot little button more and more, getting Kim more and more excited.

The hot brunette cop panted and moaned as the pleasure inside her of her built and built to epic proportions. Her legs had spread even wider naturally and she's buried her face into the cushion to stifle the cries and moans coming unbidden from her mouth now.

Andrea was careful to time her movements carefully, and when she sensed Kim was getting near the edge of no return, she deliberately stopped and stood up.

"Hahhhhhh.... huh?" grunted Kim, and turned to look with hurt eyes at Andrea. Seconds later she realized what she was doing, but continued to keep the look, knowing it was what Gina would expect to see.

"You cum when I say, only then," Andrea snapped coldly,"Now get on your back!"

Kim nodded docilely, then turned over and lay on her back, staring up at Andrea nervously as she stripped herself of her uniform until she stood naked before her.

"Spread your legs," she ordered, and Kim did as she was told, the lewd act incredibly erotic for all watching. The brunette felt hugely vulnerable, almost like the first time she'd had sex, and in a way she was losing her virginity again tonight, or at least her innocence.

Andrea knelt down beside her naked friend and pressed her arms firmly on either side of her waist, leaning over her and staring seductively into her eyes. Kim felt her breath catch in her throat and heard a similar gasp coming from Gina - who was getting more and more excited as she watched - as Andrea fixed her with a hungry, excited and yet somehow concerned and tender look.

Then the blond was moving lower, her hands lightly stroking the sides of Kim's breasts, pushing them together and mashing them firmly against the other.

Bending down, she flicked her tongue over Kim's nipple several times before wrapping her lips around it and gently suckling at it for a few moments before pulling back on the firm flesh, working her mouth up and down on the delicious tit-flesh.

She sucked the nipple and surrounding flesh into her mouth, working over the flesh with her tongue and lips, her hands massaging and kneading the other breast as her teeth lightly bit and chewed on the stiff little pink nipple in her mouth.

She shifted to the other nipple, working over that one too as her hand began to pinch and rub at the glistening, saliva coated flesh of the other nipple.

Gina had begun to unashamedly roll her pussy up and down the firm surface of the couch's armrest, groaning and panting lightly as she watched the blond and brunette lesbian cops going at it. Beside her The Submissive sat with wine-glass in his hand, forgotten, eyes wide and mouth slightly parted as he watched the hot scene before him.

Kim's head had lolled back against the cushion, eyes rolling back in her head as she enjoyed Andrea's ministrations to her breasts, the feel of her tongue, lips, teeth, mouth, fingers and hands on her tits and nipples. After recovering slightly from her near orgasm earlier, she was all ready well on her way towards hitting her peak again.

Sensing this, Andrea broke her mouth and hand-holds on Kim's tits and lightly kissed down her belly before moving her upper body forward, sliding her large, firm breasts against Andrea's stomach. Lifting her chest, she left the tips of her nipples just barely touching Kim's skin.

She slowly worked herself up and down, moaning in pleasure at the delicious, aching sensation of the tips of her nipples sliding over Kim's skin.

While it did send twinges of sensation through Kim's abdomen, it certainly wasn't enough to push her over the edge of orgasm, and she was able to relax slightly as Andrea worked at her own sexual feelings.

Andrea continued to stroke her nipples up and down Kim's flesh for a few minutes, enjoying the sensation, then went back to suckling on one of Kim's tiny pink nipples as her hand played with the other before trailing down her stomach and down between her legs.

Kim moaned happily as Andrea cupped her cunt-mound again, squeezing it firmly as she slid her middle finger deep inside of her once again.

Her palm squeezed and pressed firmly against Kim's pussy as her finger sawed in and out between her tight cunt-lips faster and faster, getting Kim quickly heated up again as Andrea's teeth firmly clenched and squeezed on her nipples.

"ENOUGH!" gasped Gina, slamming her crotch firmly into the armrest and letting out a long, low moan,"OH FUCK! That's enough!"

Andrea felt herself blush furiously as she finally pulled away, realizing she'd been getting far too much into having sex with her fellow Detective.

"Oh fuck that was great!" gasped Gina, standing up and cupping her pussy through the tight leather pants she was wearing,"Oh fuck yes! You two are something else!"

"So... so.... The Club?" asked Andrea, stammering to get her breath back.

Gina giggled, then waggled her finger at Andrea with that same crooked grin,"Not so fast darling, there is one more test for you, one more test of your dominance over your little bitch here."

She turned to The Submissive and nodded, and he stood and moved down into the bedroom, returning with a small timer held in his hand and a grin on his face.

"We'll set it for five minutes," Gina informed Kim and Andrea,"Five minutes in which my Submissive and I will do our best to make Kimmy there cum and cum hard. If we can't..... and that's a BIG if darling, then you've got what it takes to get into The Club."

"We got the bitch!" snapped Henricks, clapping his hands together,"We got her if Delaney can hold out for FIVE fucking minutes!"

"Fuck me," moaned Smythe, dropping his head into his hands,"Five minutes to make or break our careers."

"You're so smooth," Gina whispered into Kim's ear, standing behind her as she trailed her fingers down the side of the brunette's body.

Kim swallowed nervously as Gina's hand slid over her hip and down between her legs, fingers sliding between the lips of her pussy and squeezing around the sides of her clitoris.

A shiver ran up her spine and she heard Gina let out a little laugh. Knowing it was what the raven haired dominant wanted, she let out a little whimper and spread her legs wide, parting her cunt-lips for Gina's fingers.

Andrea watched nervously from the kitchen bench, unable to interfere, unable to even speak. She had been instructed not to say anything or interfere in any way with Gina and The Submissive's attempts to make Kim orgasm over the next five minutes, five minutes which would make or break the case.

Gina's fingers moved and twisted about over Kim's clitoris, twisting and grinding against her love-button as her other hand reached up under Kim's arm and grabbed her breast, squeezing and massaging her tit and pinching at the nipple.

Kim could feel Gina's sweet, hot breath against her neck and ear as she whispered filthy obscenities into her ear, telling her about all the dirty, depraved things she and her Submissive were going to do to her.

Kim moaned and whimpered for real now as Gina's expert fingers worked their magic on her clitoris and nipple. After less than half a minute she was all ready close to cumming, how could she possibly hold out for five!

"You're going to cum for me, dyke," hissed Gina as she heard Kim's moans and whimpers of pleasure rising and rising,"I'm going to make you MY bitch!"

Kim felt a flare-up of fierce anger at being talked to this way, even though it was the way dominants were supposed to be talked to. She wasn't some submissive little bitch who got off on being controlled and told what to do, she was a smart, attractive, talented Detective with a great career ahead of her, not one of the dead-end skels who spent the majority of their lives in holding cells or getting fucked by people equally as sick.

Instantly her need to orgasm faded, and barely biting back a grin she moaned back.

"Only if my mistress commands it."

Gina's eyes widened slightly and her hands pinched down on Kim's clit and nipple for a second, then she pulled away and glared at the sexy detective with a wary eye.

"Touche, you are a good little bitch, aren't you?"

"Whatever my mistress wants me to be, I am," replied Kim, trying to keep defiance and a mocking tone out of her voice.

"We'll see," Gina said with a grin, then took Kim by the hand and led her to the couch cushion on the floor where Andrea had almost brought her off earlier,"Get down!"

Kim did as she was told, lowering her ass to the cushion. Gina pressed one boot against Kim's forehead and pushed against it, forcing her to lie back on the couch.

Gina got down on her knees and reached underneath Kim's body to get a firm grip on her ass. Lowering her head as Kim's legs seemed to spread naturally on their own, Gina kissed back and forth between her inner thighs, getting ever closer to Kim's shaven snatch until finally her lips brushed against Kim's pussy.

Despite herself Kim found herself getting aroused again, saved only by Gina's own self-imposed time constraints. Had she been given unlimited time she would have gently worked Kim up towards an inescapable orgasm, but she didn't and she couldn't.

So instead she went for it all, diving into Kim's snatch and sliding her tongue quickly and expertly over her clitoris before plunging it deep between her cunt-lips. She stabbed her tongue back and forth, joining it with two of her fingers which quickly frigged in and out along with her tongue.

Breaking her mouth from Kim's cunt, she wrapped her lips around her clitoris and began sucking with all she was worth, her sexy, crooked teeth chewing and grinding at the achingly erect love-button, trying desperately to make his woman cum, loving a challenge.

Kim cried out and moaned in pleasure despite her anger and revulsion towards Gina, unable to deny the pleasure of her mouth and tongue. She could feel her orgasm building higher and higher, and less than two minutes had passed of the allotted five.

Andrea, naked and nervous, watched the erotic scene in horrified fascination. Her interest should have been purely professional, the desire to achieve the objective needed to catch a criminal, but instead she could feel her nipples aching and her pussy getting wetter and wetter.

Gina relented at last, just as Kim had felt herself on the brink of cumming. Her clenched teeth opened and her tensed muscles relaxed as Gina pulled away from her cunt, but she had no time to breath as the sexy woman dashed up the length of her body and roughly kissed her, pressing her tongue between Kim's lips and feeding her the taste of her own pussy.

As Kim melted into the undeniably erotic kiss, Gina snapped behind her with her fingers at The Submissive, who quickly moved into position between her legs. Gina was straddled over Kim's stomach, her legs spread wide to either side, her sexy cunt and asshole exposed, her pussy mashing down against Kim's flat stomach.

The Submissive grinned as he grabbed his cock in hand and pressed the head against Kim Delaney's pussy.

Her eyes widened and her mouth opened wide, Gina continuing to waggle her tongue about inside her oral orifice, knowing that she was about to get fucked, something that strangely seemed more horrifying than being forced into a lesbian encounter.

"Oh yes," he moaned, and pushed forward, sinking his shaft deep up inside of her. She let out a low whimper of mixed pleasure and denial around the tongue in her mouth, her legs shamelessly spreading wider as he fully entered her, his balls pressing firmly against her tight ass-cheeks.

With a moan, Gina pressed her arms to either side of Kim's head and pulled herself forward, her cunt sliding warmly, wetly up the Detective's flat stomach. She moaned happily, working her arms back and forth, sliding her pussy up and down Kim's stomach and leaving a trail of her flowing juices.

Her upper arms were pressing her breasts together, and she leaned forward to press them into Kim's face, brushing her nipples over the hot brunettes lips.

As Gina did this, The Submissive had begun to pump his cock in and out of her cunt, sliding his prick into her over and over, his thumb working hard at her clit as he parted her and filled her, parted her and filled her energetically, grabbing the backs of her thighs and pulling them to his side, lifting her ass high to change the angle of his cock's slamming strokes inside of her.

Kim moaned and cried out in pleasure, her mouth unconsciously closing around the firm, pink nipples presented to her mouth and sucking them - and the firm tit-flesh around them - in.

She could feel it coming again, the need to orgasm, to let go to the flood of desires overwhelming her body and just cum.

But she couldn't, couldn't invalidate all of the hard work and sacrifices both she and Andrea had made, and she held on with everything she had, fighting the rising tide of sexual pleasure overwhelming her.

She'd lost control of her hips, at least, all ready, and they were shifting and twisting eagerly to meet the angled thrusts of The Submissive's cock as it pounded into her again and again, his balls slapping against her asshole and sending shockwaves of delicious sexual pleasure that only added to her desire to orgasm.

"Hold on, hold on!" whispered Andrea, trying to ignore the burning, throbbing desire in her own cunt,"Nearly there, just hold on!"

Gina pulled back, her tits bouncing free from Kim's mouth as she leaned back, thrusting her chest forward and pinching her nipples between thumb and forefinger. She ground her cunt up and down over Kim's stomach, the rotations of her hips becoming erratic and unpredictable and she raised towards an orgasm.

Kim's breath was coming in ragged gasps of breath and her hips were just as wild and bucking and Gina's now, the hot brunette Detective slamming her cunt roughly up against The Submissive's cock as he pounded into her again and again.

She couldn't control it anymore, could feel it spilling over the self-imposed barriers she had thrown up over it. All that kept her from cumming now was her will-power, that last small kernel of stubborn resistance that refused to surrender to the likes of Gina and her Submissive, refused to ruin the case.

The Submissive continued to plunge deep into her, fucking hard into her cunt, grinding his thumb and his pelvic bone against her hard clitoris, pounding up into her, balls slapping against her ass, her legs bouncing and twisting at his sides.

Gina bit her lower lip and twisted it with her teeth, then with amazing speed pulled herself up and moved over Kim's face, lowering her cunt and slamming it against the Detective's face.

The hot, wet, juicy cunt suddenly pressed against her face broke the spell of her oncoming orgasm for a brief moment, so startling was the sudden pressure and heat. Kim instinctively opened her mouth to take in a breath and instantly found her tongue, lips and mouth flooded with the taste and smell of Gina Gershon's pussy.

She tried to close her mouth, but the pressure with which Gina was grinding her cunt against her face presented her from getting her mouth fully shut. As a result, her mouth was practically gobbling up Gina's cunt, the other woman's juices pouring into her mouth and down her throat.

But again her treacherous body began to feel the pleasure of the fucking she was getting, and her hips began to slam against The Submissive's driving cock once again as her hands grabbed first at her own tits - squeezing and massaging them, pinching and grinding her nipples - then, as her lewd thoughts overtook her, reached up to grab Gina's firm ass, squeezing the tightly curved globes of flesh and running her tongue roughly up between her tight cunt-lips.

Gina cried out as an orgasm overswept her, grabbing the back of Kim's head and slamming her cunt hard into her face, grinding her sopping, gushing snatch up and down, over and around the sexy brunette's mouth, nose and chin, coating it with her juices.

"HA! AH! AH! YES!" she cried,"YES! I'M CUMMING! CUM! CUM! CUM FOR ME!!!!"

Kim felt a wrenching deep in her belly, likely the result of trying to hold her orgasm off. There was no muscle to tense that prevented an orgasm, and in trying to hold it off she'd been tensing all of her other muscles. Now her abdomen was paying the price, forcibly relaxing the muscles and sending a wave throughout the rest of her body, relaxing all of the tensed muscles as she reached the limits of her endurance.

"YEAH! YEAH! TAKE IT! TAKE IT!" cries The Submissive, slamming with eager abandon deep into her pussy,"FUCKING TAKE IT!"

"CUM! CUM! CUM!" cried Gina, pulling her cunt from Kim's face to let her breath, grinding her clit against the sexy brunette's chin,"Cum baby! Do it! Let go! Let go!"

Kim couldn't fight it any longer, she was sorry but she just couldn't fight it, the case would have to be lost, her body had just gone past the limits of it's physical capability to endure.

"CUM!" cried Gina.

"DO IT!" moaned The Submissive.

"CUM!"

Kim felt it getting closer and closer.

"CUM!"

Unstoppable now, a tidal wave of orgasmic force that would sweep her away.

"CUM!"

Resistance was futile, as the saying went.

"CUM!"

She sucked in a huge gasp of breath.

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!! cried the timer, indicating the five minutes was up.

"You may orgasm now," Andrea snapped, forcing her voice to stay calm, speaking loudly so that everybody heard.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-hhh---hhhaaa---hah---ah-ah-ah-HA-AAAAAAAAH!!!" screamed Kim, panting loudly as she let go and felt pleasure overwhelm all of her senses.

Her hips slammed up wildly, her upper body contorting about and unsettling Gina, who slid back over her tits and found herself back on Kim's stomach.

Gina stared at Kim's flushed, sweating, moaning body with wide, excited eyes. She watched her tits bounce and shake on her chest as she shook and quivered through her orgasm.

"AHH FUCK!" grunted The Submissive.

"You can cum, bitch" muttered Gina, and suddenly her Submissive was pulling out of Kim's cunt - leaving it feeling empty and hungry - and jerking his juice-glistening prick in his hand, making wet smacking noises as he threw back his head and let out a cry of pleasure.

His cum blasted out of his cock, flying in an arc and sizzling into the skin of both Kim and Gina. His sperm ran down Gina's firm ass-cheeks, dripping down onto Kim's already cum-splattered lower abdomen.

"Ahhhh yeah," he moaned lightly, then fell back onto his ass as Gina ran a finger over her ass, scooped up the cum with one finger and shoveled it hungrily into her mouth, lewdly sucking on it.

After enjoying the tasty treat, she smiled up at Andrea, ignoring the flushed and hoarsely panting Kim for the moment as she recovered from her orgasm, and nodded her head.

"Okay, you two have definately got what it takes, tonight, we go to The Club."

"YESSSSSssssss!" hissed Smythe as Henricks' leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes in silent thanks,"We're in! We have got the bitch cold!"

"Almost," said Henricks after a moments silence,"First we have to fit Andrea and Kim with a wire, then we've got to get Thandie's admission on tape... then we have her."

An hour later Andrea and Kim stood naked facing each other, both too ashamed to look the other in the eye.

Having made the excuse of needing to shower and change before going to The Club, they'd left a bemused Gina and her Submissive behind and headed back to the apartment Henricks and Smythe were using.

Andrea's original conditions had been no wires unless it was absolutely necessary, but now it was and both of them needed to be fitted with small transmitting devices running on a very specific frequency under a (currently) unbreakable encryption which only Henricks and Smythe currently had the key to.

Given the nature of this particular operation, the transmitters had to be fitted extremely carefully. They would be wearing skin tight clothing and would likely be out of that extremely quickly, their total nudity rendering the usual 'wired' wire-tap totally useless.

So they were using the new transmitters, they had to fit them extremely carefully and remove them once they removed their clothes, fitting them somewhere within range of Thandie.

"This is so freaking embarrassing," grumbled Kim,"I'll go first." She turned around and, with a sigh, bent over and clutched her ass-cheeks, pulling them open to reveal her pink, shaven cunt and tiny asshole.

Andrea chided herself for her perversion as she felt her pussy twinge at the sight of her friend bent over and spread apart. She got onto her knees behind Kim and carefully placed the small transmitter just to the side of her asshole, a small adhesive on it's back holding it in place to her skin after a moments applied pressure.

Kim stood up, releasing her buttocks and allowing her ass-cheeks to squeeze together naturally, totally hiding the transmitter from view. The natural sweat of her own body would quickly wear the adhesive out, but given the tightness of her location, as well as the tight clothing they would soon be wearing, that wouldn't be a problem.

"At least it's not Henricks or Smythe," joked Andrea weakly as she stood up and turned around, bending over and spreading her own ass apart.

"Yeah," muttered Kim, then forced more enthusiasm into her voice as she considered THAT undesirable prospect,"Yeah!"

She knelt down behind Andrea and closed her eyes for a second to get control of herself, fighting the hungry dryness that overcame her mouth once she caught sight of Andrea's pussy. The light hairs covering her cunt-lips were glistening and a few stray drops of her pussy-juices were running down to her inner thighs, but Kim did her best to ignore that, even though she could feel her own vaginal juices flowing.

She pressed the transmitter into place and stepped back, resisting an insane urge to slap Andrea on the ass to let her know she was done. "Okay," she said, and Andrea straightened back up, pressing her hands into the small of her back and stretching.

She moved over to the small table set next to the dingy bath-tub, picking up the large yellow and pink spray-cans left there by The FBI Agents.

"I still can't believe we're doing this," she said, shaking up the yellow can.

"After the night we've had, nothing seems strange to me," lied Kim, who found this very strange indeed.

"Lift your arms," instructed Andrea, and once Kim had she began spraying the contents of the yellow can all over her tits, coating them in the yellow 'spandex in a can', the very height of tackiness in both of their opinions.

"Turn," Andrea told her, and she spun about, getting the 'candex' over her back and shoulders,"Now hold still."

As Kim stood in place, Andrea carefully sprayed the candex around her upper arms and then touched up her back, sides and chest, eyes glued to Kim's erect little nipples.

Once done she ran a hair-dryer over it, speeding up the already fast drying process before Kim returned the favor, spraying the pink candex over Andrea.

Finally the two Police Detectives stood bottomless together in the bathroom, their large breasts covered in bright yellow and pink spandex which hid nothing from the imagination.

They both blushed slightly as they stared a little too longly, then turned and grabbed the tight little pink and yellow shorts they would be wearing to The Club. Kim wore the pink pants and Andrea the yellow, clashing with their tops and - even more tacky than the shirts themselves - color co-ordinating with each other.

Both took turns checking out the other's ass to see if the transmitter's showed, and once confident they didn't they pulled on thigh-length black boots and lifted their large blue trench-coats off of the towel-rack and put them on, wrapping the belts around to hide their near nudity.

Stepping into the main room of the apartment, they looked just like they did on any other cold New York night. No one would ever suspect that they were anything more than a couple of good looking career-women making their way down the streets of the greatest City in The World. "Are you two ready?" asked Henricks,"This is our best, only chance to get this bitch. The batteries in those transmitters run out after 7 hours, less three since you won't reach The Club till midnight.... that gives you...."

"Four hours," Andrea noted briskly.

"The NYPD can handle simple arithmetic," added Kim smoothly, falling easily into a routine with Andrea, like they would when interviewing a suspect.

"Yeah," agreed Andrea, then after a pause added,"But only simple." Henricks and Smythe exchanged surprised glances, then grinned uncharacteristically, allowing little laughs to escape their usually emotionless mouths.

Kim and Andrea grinned at each other, suddenly more relaxed following a fall-back to their usual routine. They would need that kind of trust and camaraderie over the next few hours.

Because soon it would be time to go to The Club.

"Well don't you two scrub up well!" chuckled Gina, meeting them on a street corner two and a half hours later,"Ready for a good time?"

Gina was wearing a similar blue over-coat to theirs, but hers was open to reveal a man's business suit underneath, form fitting and very sexy.

It wasn't until they were right up close to her that their cop eyes revealed her 'suit' was actually painted onto her body.

"You look ready for business," noted Andrea, making a point of running her eyes up and down Gina's sexy body,"So let's go."

"So fucking eager!" chuckled Gina, showing that crooked grin of hers again,"Come on then, The Club awaits!"

"....Club awaits!"

"Perfect sound," noted Henricks, despite the muffled noise and background sounds,"We've got her, we've got her!"

Smythe just remained quiet, not wanting to jinx it.

Henricks sat in the back of a non-descript, tan-brown van, Smythe doing the driving, keeping within the utmost limit of the transmitters range.

They would keep as far from Andrea and Kim as they could without losing the signal, and once they reached their location they would pull back a safe distance to keep from fucking things up for Andrea and Kim, but they would always be close enough to come running when they had all the info they needed - with a significant police presence behind them.

It took them less than 15 minutes to reach The Club, which looked like nothing more than an empty Warehouse.

"Is this a fucking joke?" asked Andrea angrily.

"All will be revealed!" laughed Gina, and led them past the chain-link fence to the large double doors - painted in chipped blue - which were sealed shut with a large chain and padlock.

Gina didn't hesitate, didn't stop, just moved right up to the doors and pushed one of the hinges firmly with her fingers. The door swung open from the hinge side, both double doors moving as one to open up into the still deserted warehouse.

The three of them moved into the warehouse and the door swung shut behind them. Their footsteps echoed throughout the vast, empty space as they moved to the foreman's office in the eastern corner. Gina took them wordlessly inside and closed the door behind her, then flashed her crooked grin as she picked up the phone and dialed a 4 digit number.

To Amanda and Kim's shock, the office shook and began to move, and before their startled eyes the entire room they stood in began lowering into the ground.

"What the fuck...." gasped Amanda.

"The Club has a very wealthy owner," chuckled Gina,"And some even wealthier clients.... James Bond shit like this is only a phone-call away."

"Shit!" muttered Henricks,"How the hell are we supposed to get down there! The Club's underground!"

"Relax," muttered Smythe,"We've got an insider, remember, an insider who can get us in."

"This place isn't for bondage freaks who get off on whipping each other and being tied up," Gina explained as they lowered down beneath the surface of the warehouse,"It's not for ball-gags and super-dildos and pain-cradles and electro-shocks. This place is for submissives and dominants, not sadists and masochists, a place where people can get each other off without fear of identification or breaking society's taboos. The people who frequent The Club are jaded and sensation-seekers, and anything new, anything off the beaten path, anything taboo or exciting for their jaded little minds is craved for."

She turned to flash that crooked grin of hers again,"And you two are going to fit in just fine, I've got a friend whose going to just love you!"

The office came to a halt and the back-wall lifted to show a concrete room with a simple steel door set into it. On either side of the door were two massively built men dressed in expensive suits and designer sunglasses.

"Miss Gershon," the one of the left said respectfully, slightly inclining his huge head,"We have company today?"

"By my invitation, Sammy," replied Gina, flashing her trademark grin,"When are you ever going to join us inside?"

"Not with my heart, Miss Gershon," Sammy said with the slightest hint of a smile,"Have a good time."

His silent companion opened the steel door for them and Gina waltzed through, followed by Andrea and Kim, who tried their best not to look nervous when passing between the two massive men.

The door closed behind them and they found themselves in a large reception area, a tall, incredibly beautiful woman standing behind the counter. She was of Supermodel quality and totally naked except for red, white and blue tassles dangling from her nipples, which were the only part of her covered.

"You look good, Chantelle, very patriotic" Gina said with a grin, lightly brushing her lips against the girls. She removed her coat and handed it over, motioning impatiently for Kim and Andrea to follow suit.

The two Detectives hesitated only a second before removing their trench-coats, standing revealed in their tight, tight shorts and 'candex' shirts.

"Delicious," chuckled Gina as Chantelle took their coats, but despite their near-nudity they felt no embarrassment, given that Chantelle was showing everything but her nipples and Gina was totally naked beneath her body-paint.

Chantelle took their coats through into a back room, returning less than a minute later without them and pressing a button beneath the counter.

Doors set into the wall beyond the counter made a clicking noise and Gina led them through. On the other side they found themselves at the head of a large spiral staircase leading into a massive, marble floored room.

Huge tapestries adorned the walls, depicting orgies and banquets throughout the ages. What was obviously a hugely expensive, massive Persian Rug was set into the center of the room, surrounded on three sides by large, plush seating and blocked on the fourth by a large pool.

Close to 35 women and 7 men were in various states of undress as they roamed about the room, lolled on the seats or dangled their feet in the pool. Most were dressed in togas and seemed to be having an old style Roman Orgy, others were paired up in further corners of the room, doing their own thing.

"Is that the Gov...." started Kim, but a quick glare thrown her way by Andrea shut her up.

"Forget them," laughed Gina, hands on the side of the stairwell, looking out over the expanse of the room,"Look over there."

They followed her gaze and found themselves staring at the stairwell's mirror, leading up to yet another door, and the woman moving through it.

Both Andrea and Kim had seen her before, in a photo, but the picture didn't do her justice. She moved smoothly through the doors with the ease and grace of a Queen, her head held high and wide eyes sparkling with amusement.

She was dressed in a skin-tight black dress, a flowing black train moving behind her. Her bronzed, chocolate skin seemed to gleam in the light. Her full, passionate lips were lightly parted in a smile, showing her clear white teeth. Her nose had the slightly broadened shape of her heritage, which somehow accentuated her beauty, giving her a unique, different appeal. Her smooth black hair was draped straight to either side of her beautiful face and her dark eyes zeroed straight in on Gina and the two sexy women behind her.

One plucked eyebrow lifted smoothly at Gina, who nodded with a smirk before turning to Andrea and Kim.

"With me, it's time to have some fun," she said.

They moved down the stairwell and across the floor, ignoring the other members of The Club, eyes locked firmly on the woman waiting for them.

Each step up the next stair-well seemed to send a chill, a twinge, a thrill throughout Andrea's body. Part of it was the sense of being close to her objective, but a small part of her was remembering how good sex with Gina had been, and another part was telling her that Thandie Newton was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen.

They reached the top and Thandie smiled brilliantly for them, filling Andrea with a sense of irrational pleasure. Even though she was a Slaver, a kidnapper, a thief and a black-mailer, she looked like an angel.

"New toys, Gina?" she asked, taking the other woman's hand in her own, lifting it high.

"Very interesting ones," said Gina, spinning around to show Thandie her sexy body,"The blond is Andrea, a beat cop for the NYPD and the dominant for Kim here, a Police Detective and wonderfully obedient submissive."

"Cops, eh!" laughed Thandie, waggling her eyebrows for a beaming Gina,"Oh I like that!"

She moved forward, stepping around and circling both the Detectives, eyeing them appraisingly, like possession.

- She is a Slaver - Andrea reminded herself as she felt Thandie's gaze burning up and down her barely clothed body.

"So this one dominates her Police Superior, does she?" asked Thandie, running one finger up Andrea's ass-crack, coming dangerously close to the transmitter,"And to such an extent she can resist Gina's expert manipulations?"

She moved over to Gina and wrapped an arm around the other woman's neck, pulling her close and kissing her passionately. They broke off, tongues leaving each other's mouths before Thandie clapped her hands and moved back towards the door.

"Come with me, Andrea, we shall see how powerful that will of yours really is!"

Andrea turned to stare at Kim, not expecting to be separated like this, but she couldn't afford to hesitate or break character.

"Be good," she told Kim, and then unable to resist herself she stepped forward and wrapped an arm around her fellow Detective's neck - just as Thandie had done seconds ago to Gina - and passionately kissed her.

To her surprise Kim strongly returned the kiss, and then Andrea was moving forward through the door after Thandie.

The beautiful criminal walked quickly - without looking back to see if Andrea followed - down a long hallway, punching in a 4 digit combination at the door at the far end.

The door opened and she stepped through, followed seconds later by Andrea. Knowing this might be her last chance, the Detective reached behind her, sliding her hand under the waist of her tight shorts and between her crack. She grabbed the transmitter and pulled it out, dropping it into a giant pot-plant near the door.

- If they can hear me through my ass-cheeks and that material, they can hear it through some dirt, - she thought to herself with a grin, knowing she was safe now.

The room was large and luxuriously furnished, almost like a smaller version of the main hall they had been in earlier. Instead of tapestries, however, expensive works of art adorned the walls, lewd and obscene acts painted by famous artists, most of whom had taken the money gladly but not deigned to sign their work.

The furthermost wall was taken up with a massive t.v screen, on which screened scenes from the main room as well as what looked to be several of the rooms they had passed coming down the hall.

"Is that a man in a gorilla cos...." started Andrea, but was broken of by Thandie moving up beside her and kissing her, pulling her close and turning her head at an angle to Andrea's.

The blond responded instantly, instinctively, tongue running against the beautiful woman's own, their hands roaming over each other's bodies.

Breaking the kiss, Thandie stepped back and smiled, then reached to her side and unclasped the hidden hook, unwrapping the top of the black dress and letting it drop to the ground.

She stood before Andrea, topless, her plump, good sized breasts sitting high in her chest. Her large nipples seemed to sit almost separate from her tits, dark brown and begging to be sucked.

Andrea licked her lips hungrily before even realizing she was doing it, and her mouth got even dryer as she watched Thandie unwrap the short black skirt, letting it drop to the ground with the train, leaving her naked.

Unlike Andrea - who had trimmed her pubic hair - or Kim - who had shaven her cunt-lips and left a thing rectangle of pubic hair - Thandie's pussy hair wasn't shaven and it wasn't hair, only a light coating of dark pubic hair ran over her soft vaginal flesh, as if she had shaved herself bald and then allowed a few days of re-growth.

Naked and beaming with a smile, Thandie stepped up to Andrea, who still couldn't find her voice or the ability to move, and kissed her lightly on the lips.

"I like that," Thandie said with a smile,"I leave you breathless, do I?"

Andrea just stared wide-eyed at her as she lowered herself to a knee, almost in a mocking parody of a man proposing to a prospective wife.

She lifted Andrea's leg up by the thigh, pulling off first one thigh length boot and then the other. Next her hands grabbed the edges of Andrea's tight, tight shorts and slowly rolled them down over her hips, down past her knees to her ankles, where Andrea lifted first one foot - then the other - to shake the material off. As her second foot lifted, Thandie took it in her hand and slowly kissed her way up the blond woman's smooth, sexy leg, her tongue trailing along the milky white flesh of first one thigh, then the other.

Andrea let out a low little whimper of surprise at how quickly Thandie was turning her on. In less than a minute, with little more than a deft handling of her tongue, Andrea could feel her pussy juicing up and the muscles of her inner thighs loosening as the beautiful, angelic Thandie Newton got onto all fours and began kissing and licking, nibbling and teasing Andrea's inner thighs.

Her hands slid around the back of Andrea's thighs, moving smoothly over her flesh, cupping her firm buttocks and squeezing them, her nails digging into her flesh just hard enough to increase the friction and the pleasure the cop was feeling.

"Gina tells me you're a tough cookie," whispered Thandie,"That you're a real Dominant, but I'm Queen Bitch around these parts darling... so hail to the chief."

With that she quickly flicked the tip of her tongue ever so slightly along the groove of flesh between Andrea's cunt-lips, making her let out a loud gasp of astonishment at the amazing feeling.

Thandie gripped onto Andrea's buttocks for leverage and then began to run her tongue in smooth, up and down strokes over the connecting flesh between the cop's thighs and her cunt. It was an incredible tease and got Andrea panting, but it was deliberately not enough to get her off. Thandie was in fact mocking her, letting her know that she was in charge, that Andrea would only get off when SHE decided to let her get off.

Andrea moaned and slid her hands down to the back of Thandie's head, telling herself it was all to get the hot criminal into a false sense of security. She tried to hold the other woman's mouth in place while she rolled her hips, but Thandie was an expert and always kept her mouth just out of reach of Andrea's pussy.

"Come on.... come on!" hissed Andrea,"I need it!"

Thandie lowered her head, causing Andrea's hands to slap against her pussy, and pulled back to grin up at her lesbian lover.

"Beg for it," she whispered to Andrea, her quiet words penetrating the lust-addled fog in the cop's mind,"Say please!"

"Please..... please!" cried Andrea between clenched teeth,"Do it!" "Do what?" asked Thandie, playing innocent.

"Tongue-fuck me!" growled Andrea, not caring that Henricks and Smythe were listening in,"Use your tongue, your teeth, your mouth to make me cum PLEASE! I'M BEGGING YOU!"

Thandie grinned impishly, then suddenly her face was back between Andrea's legs, her tongue running in a long, slow dragging motion up between the blond Detective's slit.

"New York's tastiest," chuckled Thandie, pulling her mouth away with a grin, then went back to work. Her tongue worked wonders between Andrea's fur-lined slit, sliding between her pussy-lips and scooping up the sexy juices collecting between her legs.

Andrea cupped her breasts, which felt naked and exposed despite the 'candex' covering them. She squeezed and kneaded her tits with her hands, pinching her erect nipples and tugging at them with her fingers as Thandie's expert tongue did things to her pussy that even Gina Gershon could only have dreamed of.

Thandie's hands stroked Andrea's ass cheeks, moving higher and higher until they moved around to her flat belly and worked their way further up, joining Andrea's hands on her own breasts. She squeezed them tightly, working her fingers into the soft flesh, massaging them roughly as Andrea continued to work at her nipples, flicking and twisting the ends with the tips of her fingers.

Her head lolled back on it's side and her eyes were closed, her sexy mouth parted to let out the occasional whine and grunt of pleasure at the excruciatingly delicious sensations Thandie was working up in her cunt.

She arched her back and rolled her hips in figure eights, working her venus mound across the beautiful criminal's face as she felt her pleasure grow and grow towards the inevitable orgasm. She let out a low moan of guttural passion, humping herself against Thandie's face, her rounded buttocks clenching and tightening as she let out a series of moans and whimpers and grunts and gasps.

"AH! AH! AH! AH! AHHH! AHHHH! AHHHHHH! AHHHHHHH-YEEAHHHESSSSS!!" she cried loudly, slamming her cunt into Thandie's probing, twisting tongue and cumming. Her body quivered and shook, jerking and quivering with erotic delight as her orgasm blasted throughout her body.

Her cunt mashed and pressed firmly against Thandie's greedy mouth, which was gobbling and slurping up all of Andrea's copious cunt-cream. Her hands had moved back down around to Andrea's ass and she was using them to anchor herself in place.

As Andrea's orgasm wound down, her hip movements slowed and her breathing became deeper, sucking in air after her ragged gasping and moans for more, more, more.

Thandie's tongue remained buried deep into her hot, sodden snatch, getting the last of the sexy blonde's juices that she was able to. Once down, she pulled free and stood up, standing eye to eye with the exhausted, flushed and happy cop.

They kiss roughly, Thandie's tongue squirming between Andrea's lips and giving her a good taste of her own pussy. Andrea, for her part, eagerly sucked on Thandie's proffered tongue, getting off on the lewd act of eating her own cunt-cream from another woman's tongue.

She loved the feel of Thandie's breasts against her own, the warmth of her skin without the roughness of a man's tough, hairy skin, the sensitive touch only a woman knew how to give to another woman. Their arms slid around each other, hugging each other close as they kissed, breasts crushing together, skin sliding and rubbing over each other.

Thandie's slid her hands through Andrea's short hair, liking the silky smooth feel of it, wishing it was longer - she would have to see to it Andrea did that once she was her bitch - so she could softly stroke or caress it.

Their bodies began to grind together, rubbing over each other with increasing need as their kiss intensified, losing the slow, laid-back attitude it had originally had as they both felt their need rising, the second time for Andrea.

Andrea's hands reached between them and cupped Thandie's breasts, enjoying the feel of her large nipples against her skin, hearing the light gasp Thandie made, breaking their kiss and rolling her head back to enjoy the feel of the blond cop playing with her nipples.

Taking a more active stand, Andrea lowered one mouth to Thandie's breasts and sucked the large nipple in. Her tongue ran quickly up and down, flicking over the tip and making Thandie moan and bite at her lower lip.

As one hand cupped Thandie's free breast, the other dipped down between the criminal's legs and squeezed her cunt-mound repeatedly, the palm pressing firmly into the erect clitoris as her fingers worked their way between the other woman's pussy-lips.

Thandie returned the favor, her own hand diving between Andrea's legs and squeezing her cunt roughly, feeling the left-over juices squish and run between her fingers. Soon they were soaking, and the hot, sexy criminal slid her finger up between Andrea's cunt-lips and began pumping it in and out as Andrea did the same to her.

They stood face to flushed face, their eyes locked together in lust as they both began to breath faster, both their bodies beginning to involuntarily jerk and move and shake as each other's talented fingers went to work.

Both grunted and cried out and moaned for more, becoming more and more aroused as they grew closer and closer towards orgasm. Finally it was too much for Andrea and with a cry she came again, her hand releasing Thandie's pussy and flying between her own legs, clutching the criminal's palm there as she ground and slammed her crotch firmly against Thandie's hand, working out yet another orgasm.

Thandie chuckled weakly as Andrea settled down from her second orgasm, wiping one glistening hand over her forehead in mock exhaustion.

"Nearly had me there, cop," she laughed,"Didn't think anyone could take me that close to cumming without going themselves... Gina was right, you are something special."

She twisted around and moved away as Andrea slumped down into a nearby chair, sinking into it's luxurious lengths. To her shock she found it wasn't a real chair at all, but some kind of expensive, well shaped bean-bag which collapsed around her as she landed in it.

Too exhausted to work her way out of it, Andrea just sat there and watched Thandie's tight ass as she bent over by a small, expensive looking wooden cupboard - barely three feet high - and removed a long, wobbly purple dildo. Holding it in the middle and grinning down at it, Thandie turned and stood to show it to Andrea.

"It's.... two dildos?" asked Andrea, noting that both ends of the lengthy phallus bore shaped cock-heads.

"No my darling bitch," chuckled Thandie affectionately,"It's a double headed dildo, doubled for OUR pleasure."

The sexy criminal moved up to the bean-bag Andrea found herself caught in and offered a hand, pulling her out of it with a grunt and lightly kissing her again before raising the dildo up, wobbling it about playfully before walking backwards from the blond cop, motioning with her finger that she should follow.

She settled herself down on the expensive rug, sitting on her ass and spreading her legs wide. Without needed to be told, Andrea did the same, spreading her legs and pressing her feet against Thandie's. Both women giggled as they wiggled their toes together and against each other, before Thandie slapped the dildo down between them.

She grabbed her end and rubbed it up and down against her slit, then slowly, deliberately worked it up between her cunt, groaning and whining in pleasure as she fed inch after inch of the purple, rubber cock into her pussy.

Andrea watched, wide-eyed, as more and more of Thandie's end of the dildo was buried up into her snatch. Thandie's eyes were rolling back in their sockets, mouth parting and sucking in air as her upper arms squeezed her tits together and her hips pushed forward to get as much of the fake cock into her as she was able.

"Oh yesss!" moaned Thandie happily, staring down at the thick rubber cock splitting her cunt open. She grabbed the other end and pointed it towards Andrea's spread pussy, it's destination clear, waiting only for Andrea to make the right move.

Reaching down, she tentatively took the rubber cock in hand, wrapping her fingers around it and - after a quick look into Thandie's flushed, excited face - scooted her ass forward and pressed the cock-head against her own cunt.

She felt it pressing against her, and despite the fact her legs were spread wide and her cunt was unresisting, the tension and pressure of the dildo pressing against her slit felt impossible. There was no way that was ever going to fit into her, she thought, and.... and it was sliding into her, parting the walls of her pussy before it and tunneling into her with delicious, unrelenting pleasure.

"AH! OHHHHhhhhh!!!!" she cried, her hips rolling up to get more of the fake cock into her.

The dildo began to bend as it pressed in deeper, so Thandie gripped it firmly, letting it push in further and straighten out, working it deeper into both of their cunts, which eagerly swallowed it all up.

Both hot women let out moans of pleasure, pulling themselves closer on the tether that was the double dildo. Finally they reached their limits, the dildo sunk as far into each of them as it was capable of getting, their legs now draped over each other, forming a rough rectangle.

And then Thandie was moving, bending the center of the dildo as she carefully moved herself into position over Andrea, who lay back accommodatingly to keep Thandie's end of the dildo from ripping her insides open.

Soon Thandie was pressed against Andrea like a male lover, their stomachs together, a cock buried in Andrea's cunt. The difference here was her lover had a set of tits as well and their was a cock stuffed up her cunt as well, bent in a U that connected both of them together.

They ground and moved their bodies against each other, not quite able to kiss but still able to work their tongues over the other as their breasts pushed and squashed together. This continued for a few minutes, turning both women on a great deal, but it couldn't last, the dildos in their cunts were unable to move more than a little without beginning to hurt, and so Thandie reached down between them and slowly, teasingly slid Andrea's end slickly out of her pussy, revealing inch after inch of the glistening rubber, listening to Andrea's moans of pleasure as it pulled out of her.

Once totally out, Thandie stood up and gripped the dangling half of the dildo with one hand, waggling it lewdly up and down and pretending to masturbate with, much to both their amusement.

"Okay, turn around," Thandie instructed, then deliberately put on an oafish, stupid look,"I'ms a man wots gonna fuck you with dis here big dick of mine!"

Andrea giggled, but did as she was told, lying on her stomach and spreading her legs, lifting her ass slightly to give Thandie better access to her cunt.

Thandie got down onto her knees behind the blond and grabbed the rubber cock in hand, pressing it against Andrea's cunt and once again sinking it deep between her legs.

Andrea arched her back, lifting her upper body by pressing her arms into the rug, letting out an animalistic cry of passion as the dildo plunged deep into her again. She pushed her ass back to get more of the cock into her, which in turn pressed Thandie's end of the dildo deeper inside of her.

"Give me your arms," Thandie ordered, and Andrea didn't hesitate even slightly, throwing her arms behind her and putting her dangerously of balance. Her trust was well-founded, however, as Thandie grabbed her by the wrists and held up her, working the dildo smoothly in and out betweeen Andrea's clasping cunt-lips. She pulled Andrea's upper body back, increasing the penetration of the rubber cock into the other woman's cunt, rocking her back and forth and allowing the dildo to work it's way in and out of her own pussy as well.

Andrea was building towards yet another orgasm, but that faded slightly when the door to the room opened and two more women entered. She relaxed when she realized who it was, Kim and Gina had joined them.

Gina's body-paint was gone, only a faded remnant left on her ankles (her feet had never been painted, shoes her only concession to clothing) and was she was completely naked.... except for something strange on her face.

With a gasp she realized what it was, Gina's face was covered in cum, the obvious result of a facial.

Before her eyes, Gina turned to the equally naked Kim and barked an order at her, and Kim responded obediently, slowly, erotically licking the cum from Gina's face.

Once her tongue bath was finished, Kim fed Gina the cum in her mouth with a slow, languid kiss and they turned to watch Thandie fucking Andrea, pumping in and out of her cunt.

"Seems your Dominant is getting dominated," laughed Gina, patting Kim lightly on the ass,"Nobody beats Thandie."

Kim responded by stepping forward and kneeling down beside Andrea's head. She kissed her co-worker passionately, making sure she had her attention before whispering in her air.

"I had to leave my wire in the other room," she whispered,"Have you still got yours?"

"It's set up," replied Andrea quietly, then kissed Kim again, this time both of them lingering, tongues working back and forth over the other.

"Eat out your submissive," Thandie ordered presumptuously, as if she'd all ready conquered Andrea's will,"You have my permission."

"Here Kim!" grunted Andrea as the dildo slammed into her cunt once again,"Give me your cunt."

Moments later she was staring down at Kim's shaven cunt-lips, the brunette Detective's legs spread lewdly, her venus-mound lifted high to give Andrea better access to her cunt.

Gina watched with flushed excitement, her chest rising and falling rapidly, tits heaving as she got increasingly excited by the sight of the three hot women before her.

She felt a presence behind her, and seconds later a cock was nestling between the tight crack of her ass.

"Back for more, my little Submissive?" she asked, flashing her infamous crooked grin.

"Whatever my Mistress wishes," he replied, and she could sense he was smiling.

"Your Mistress wishes to be fucked, and fucked hard," Gina replied with a grin. Seconds later a hand ran over her belly and between her legs, parting her thighs and bending her over, taking his cock in hand and - without ceremony - stroking his cock deep into Gina Gershon's sexy little cunt.

Soon the room was filled with the sounds of muffled moans, slurping, grunts of pleasure, the slapping noise of flesh on flesh and the heavy breathing of five people getting more and more aroused.

Kim's hands slid down over her breasts, her flat stomach to the back of Andrea's head, caressing her fingers through the blonde's hair and holding her in place as she worked her hips up and down into her fellow Detective's face.

Behind Andrea, Thandie continue to pump the dildo in and out of Andreas stretched cunt-lips, sinking into her over and over, pushing the other end of the dildo in and out of her own pussy as well.

Gina's tits were bouncing up and down as The Submissive roughly fucked her from behind, his balls slapping against her clitoris and sending steadily increasing thrills of pleasure throughout her body. She and Kim had all ready sucked him off earlier on, getting him to blow his load all over Gina's face, but he recovered quickly and was all ready more than able to give Gina what she needed.

Kim pressed Andrea's face firmly against her snatch, grinding herself against her, her eyes unable to look away from the erotic image of Andrea's mouth pressed hard against her slit, working quickly her tongue buried deep inside of her slit, most of her face drenched in the other woman's juices.

"Cum for me, bitch!" gasped Thandie, getting off herself on the delicious feel of the dildo working it's way into both their cunts,"You have my permission, cum!"

Andrea had been on the verge anyway, and hated herself for not being able to hold on out of spite. It was too much for her though, and the dam burst, another massive orgasm ripping it's way throughout her body.

Her entire body tensed and her teeth clenched down firmly on Kim's clitoris - which she'd just taken in her mouth - also sending Kim overboard into her own orgasm. She ground her flooding cunt into Andrea's face as the blonde's body bucked silently through it's own orgasm, slamming the dildo back into Thandie's cunt and driving her close to, but not quite over, the edge of an orgasm.

Standing by the door, Gina was crying out and moaning, making small little whimpers between panting breaths as The Submissive's steady increasing fuck-strokes pushed her over the edge as well.

"Hah! Uh! OH! HA! AHHH! YEAH!" she cried, slamming her ass back against his hips,"Fucking me! You're! UH! FUCKING ME! OH SHHHHHHaaaaahhhh!!"

Her cunt wrapped in a death-grip around his cock, milking it hungrily for his seed as her head arched back and she hissed between her teeth, opening her mouth wide finally to let out a long, low, guttural moan.

Thandie pulled the now soaked, glistening double-dildo from Andrea's cunt with a wet, sucking noise, letting the blond cop collapse onto her chest, her head resting on Kim's cunt. With the last of her strength, Andrea was able to crawl up next to her fellow Detective, slowly kissing her, giving her a taste of her own pussy juices.

The Submissive pulled out of Gina's pussy and let her collapse, exhausted, into one of the chair/bean-bags. He stretched his arms high over his head, arching his back before noticing Thandie's expectant, questioning look.

"Whatever my Mistress's Mistress wants," he said with a grin, and she beckoned him over with a smile and waggle of her finger.

They kissed, her hands clenching his buttocks and squeezing them roughly before they turned to look over the exhausted - but still making out - Andrea Thompson and Kim Delaney.

"Gina outdid herself with these two cops, they're fantastic," Thandie said with a smile,"They'll fetch an excellent price on the market when we put them up for auction."

They kissed again, and as they settled down onto the couch, Andrea made a pretense of nibbling at Kim's ear.

"Hear that?" she asked,"We've got her! We've got the bitch!" Kim smiled and nodded, and then - strictly so as not to arouse suspicion, they both told themselves - they went back to making out.

"...up for auction."

"That's our cue!" snapped Henricks, pulling off his earphones,"Let's roll!"

Thandie draped herself on the couch, ass hanging over the edge of the cushion, legs spread wide, her tight cunt exposed. The Submissive held himself in place at the entrance of her cunt and then, with a nod from her, slid forward and fully penetrated Thandie Newton's tight cunt with one stroke.

She let out a long groan of pleasure, accentuated by his sharp intake of breath at the pleasure of it all. He remained buried balls deep inside of her for a few moments, then began to stroke in and out of her hot pussy, her snatch sucking and gripping at his prick with each pull back.

"Tight... so fucking tight!" he moaned, pumping her faster and faster, spurred on by her gasps of pleasure and cries for more. Her tits bounced on her chest as he fucked her, her elbows at her side to anchor her in place. Soon her arms began to stray outwards though, her body lowering on the couch until her entire back lay on the cushion and he was holding her legs up with his arms, lifting her ass at an angle as he slammed into her over and over again.

"Uh! Uh! Uh! UH! UHuhUH! UH! UHHHH! YES! YES!" she cried, their flesh slapping together with wet, smacking noises, echoing throughout the room, coming faster and faster. His balls slapped against her asshole over and over, his shaft plunging fully into her again and again, his pelvic bone grinding against her clitoris and driving her wild with pleasure.

She could feel herself getting closer and closer to an orgasm, but she didn't want to just yet. Her competitive nature meant she had to dominate everyone in the room, and she wanted to make The Submissive cum first.

"Cum UH! for me, uh! bitch!" she grunted,"You UH! have my UH! UH! permission."

"Fuck you," he muttered,"You cum. Bitch."

"WHA....?" she started, eyes wide in shock, then an overwhelming urge overcame her and she orgasmed.

"UH! UHHHHH! UHHHHHHHHHHHHH! UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" she screamed, wracking her head from side to side as her cunt clenched down roughly around his cock and held him buried fully inside of her as her juices rushed out around the sides of her cock-stuffed cunt.

"Hah! Uh! Uhhhhh..... uh! Ahhh, uh!" she panted, finally recovering as he pulled out of her cunt with a wet, slurping noise.

"What did you call me!" she snapped at him, feeling disorientated and dizzy, flushed from her recent orgasm.

"My bitch," he replied smoothly, and suddenly I was smiling wickedly,"You're all my bitches."

"WHAT!" snapped Thandie angrily,"Do you know who I am?!"

"My bitch," I replied,"Cum, bitch."

Her eyes widened as her legs jerked up and her hips contorted, cumming yet again without any visible stimulation.

"All of you, cum," I ordered the room, sending the shocked Kim and Andrea on the floor into orgasmic shock. Gina had been storming across the room in anger, but she stopped to grab her crotch and let out a startled moan before dropping to her knees.

"Bitches," I chuckled.

"You.... you're under arrest," gasped Andrea, staggering to her feet.

"Cum," I replied simply, and she dropped to one knee, supporting her weight on one arm as her body shivered and shook in unwanted pleasure.

"F.... F.B.... F.B.I...." moaned Kim, lying in the fetal position, hands between her legs.

"Yes," I chuckled,"The F.B.I should be here about.... now." Henricks and Smythe stepped through the door and took in the scene before them with wide eyes, then looked up at me and grinned. "Excellent work," Henricks said with a grin,"You really did it, all four are on their way to becoming sex slaves."

"Wh... what!" cried Andrea,"You...."

"We're not F.B.I, no," laughed Henricks,"We're Slavers, and you two were just the icing on the cake... we wanted Thandie and Gina to sell and you got them for us."

"Nooo," moaned Thandie and Gina, both trying to get up but dropping to the floor at my order to cum.

"But she said.... auction," grunted Andrea.

"She was play-acting," I explained,"It's her fetish, she likes to play with the new girls in The Club and give them a scare. But this scare, is for real."

With that I ordered them up, and had them march in line before myself and Henricks, through the now deserted Club, past the now empty doors and into the back of the van, where they were sedated and taken away to their new lives.

While I went home to enjoy my newly, greatly enhanced bank account.

"The end!" I smiled as the screen faded to black.

"Excellent, excellent," clapped Kevin Spacey - The Head - appreciatively,"You've done it again, my man, another best seller!"

"It was a little different," I replied smoothly,"I might have come across as a bit of chauvinist.... but yeah, I liked it, it was fun."

"Fun," he chuckled, shaking his head,"The man fucks hot celebrities for a living and all you can say is it's fun!"

I smiled and waved my arm slightly, a man's way of saying he had nothing to say but couldn't just leave it at that.

"I better head home," I sighed, getting up from my seat and stretching with a grunt.

"I hear that," Kevin said with commiseration, and it took me a second to realize he was talking about my stiff back. I just arched an eyebrow and waved goodbye, getting older was not one of my favorite subjects.

I left the office and Kevin shook his head as he put the film of my latest little adventure away. Entitled Cops and Criminals and featuring Thandie Newton, Gina Gershon, Amanda Thompson and Kim Delaney playing characters who shared their names, it was different enough to appeal to those who actually cared about the theme of the little projects I made for The Organization, rather than the hardcore Celebrity fucking.

"It's good," Kevin said out loud,"Fuck that, it's fucking great! He's still number one."

"Yeah, and he knows it," replied Lisa Kudrow, who had waited for me to leave before entering the Office from the little secret sub-room Kevin had had added on,"And that is what is making him so dangerous."

"I know, I know!" snapped Kevin, then shook his head angrily,"I know."

She handed him another tape, and he stared at it for several moments before sliding it into the VCR and pushing play.

What appeared on screen was himself, greeting a fellow Celebrity who had a film canister and a tape under his arm.

"That's him," Kevin muttered,"I told you, that's just who I thought he was and it's him, even HE can't hypnotize a video camera."

"No, but he can hypnotize us," replied Lisa,"We could be seeing what he wants us to see, irregardless of what is actually on the screen." "So....?"

"So we take it to a third party, someone with no connection to The Organization, and show them the tape. If they see someone different, then we'll finally know for sure."

"The identity of The Celebrity Hypnotist," whispered Kevin, finishing the sentence that Lisa Kudrow had begun,"And then... and then we'll see what we see."

Gina Hollis stared through the crack of her partly opened door at Donovan, the hope in her black-ringed eyes instantly shifting to an irritated apathy.

"Fuck off," she grunted, and started to close the door, but he slid his foot between it and the door-jamb, holding it open.

"Fuck off," she repeated,"Or I'll call the police...."

"Go ahead," he replied,"I can see your fucking crack pipe from here, when the police show up they'll see the same thing."

Gina turned around to look over her shoulder, and the distraction was all Donovan needed to get the door open and step inside.

"GET OUT!" she screamed at him, but he slammed the door behind him and just moved further into the room, picking up the blackened crack pipe with disgust.

"I see you've traded in heroin for crack, moving down in the world are we?"

"You ain't got no warrant!" she spat at him,"You can't use that as evidence!"

"I'm not interested in evidence," he replied, not bothering to hide his disgust at the sight of the bedraggled hag before him. She was younger than him and had once had a bright career in the fashion industry, both as a designer and a model,"I'm here to talk about Kimberly."

"She's my baby!" snapped Gina angrily.

"She's a little, sniveling bitch," corrected Donovan,"A squawling, annoying chain around your neck."

"Wha... what?" asked Gina.

"Your words, Gina, used by you and heard by wire-taps, and I know it's the way you really feel."

"Whaddya want?" mumbled Gina, running an interested, side-long gaze up and down Donovan's body. She let her dirty, faded pink pullover fall over one shoulder and pursed her lips.

"Oh fuck no!" grunted Donovan in disgust,"You think I want to fuck YOU! You disgust me!"

Her eyes narrowed angrily, but she could sense he did want to offer her something, so she repeated herself.

"Whaddya want?"

"You want Kimberly because of the extra benefits you can get from the government, that's all there is to it, no love, no maternal instinct, just money."

"That's what you say," snorted Gina,"What if I say different?"

"What if I give you ten thousand dollars," Donovan returned simply, and reached into his pocket to pull out the large bundle of money, slapping it down onto the table.

"Te... ten thous.... what?"

"Money, Kimberly, enough to keep you in crack long enough for you to turn the rest of your brain into jello if you want, I just don't fucking care anymore."

Her eyes narrowed with animalistic cunning as she alternated between looking at the money and at Donovan.

"What do I gotta do for you?"

"Go to Rosa's lawyer and offer to sign a contract giving over all your parental rights over Kimberly forever, it'll take him about half an hour to get it done, then you leave their lives forever."

"Nothing doing," she replied with a grin, enjoying the look of shock on his face,"I might be a crack-addict... hell I might even be a crack-whore when the need takes me, but I'm not as stupid as you think, Mr. Big-Shot Lawyer."

"What do you want then?" he asked, feeling physically sick just being in her apartment.

"If'n I get Kimberly," Gina explained,"The Man gives me a cheque every month, and all I got to do is keep the little bitch alive. But if I take your money, all I gets is on a big bender and lose the money somehow, eat it or throw it to the pigeons or get it stolen or something."

"So what then?" he asked.

"What I want," she cackled, eyes wild with delight,"Is for you to go to my dealer - I'll give you the name and address - and explain to him that every month you'll give him - in cash - the amount necessary to cover my bills for the month."

"You.... you want me to pay for your habit!" he gaped incredulously. "Either you do or Kimberly does," laughed Gina,"So you make your fucking decision now or I will call the police, and I can guarantee my crack pipe will be gone by the time they get here."

"You sick fucking bitch!" he snapped at her.

"A sick bitch with a sponsor," laughed Gina, scrabbling a name and address on a crumpled piece of paper,"Now get bitch, and go get me my fucking shit!"

He glared at her angrily, then reached his decision and turned to go, reaching for the money as he did so.

"Uh-uh!" she laughed, slapping her hand over the money,"I'll be keeping that, us crack addicts got bills to pay too!"

Three hours later Donovan settled down behind his desk and buried his head in his hands. The Office was deserted so late at night, but he hadn't had the strength to go home.

"This is my home now, anyway," he muttered to himself,"Donovan Prescott, Ace Defense Lawyer and sponsor to evil crack whores."

He barked out a bitter little laugh, sitting in the darkness of his plush office, all alone, wondering how he'd ever let things get out of control like this.

End Celebrity Hypnotist Chapter 17.

Compliments, Criticisms and Requests to :

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For those interested, below is a list of those Celebrities which have featured in over the last seventeen chapters, followed by a listing of those who will feature in the next (and final) three chapters.

Demi Moore Kim Basinger
Teri Hatcher Michelle Pfieffer
Gillian Anderson Nicole Kidman
Daphne Zuniga Drew Barrymore
Lisa Kudrow Uma Thurman
Courteney Cox Alicia Silverstone
Lauren Holly Heather Locklear
Jennifer Aniston Jennifer Love Hewitt
Helen Hunt Debbe Dunning
Faith Ford Patricia Richardson
Mary Hart Sarah Michelle Gellar
Tea Leoni Neve Campbell
Carmen Elektra Jenny McCarthy
Jenna Elfman Julia Roberts
Cindy Crawford Isabella Rosselinni
The Spice Girls Tyra Banks
Sandra Bullock Cameron Diaz
Catherine Zeta Jones Claudia Schiffer
Gwyneth Paltrow Charlize Theron
Angelina Jolie Deborah Kara Unger
Elizabeth Hurley Lucy Lawless
Renee O'Connor Natalie Imbruglia
Toni Braxton Shania Twain
Jennifer Lopez Erika Eleniak
Yasmine Bleeth Nicole Eggert
Andrea Thompson Kim Delaney
Gina Gershon Thandie Newton
CH 18 - Bond Girls - Famke Janssen, Michelle Yeoh and Sophie Marceau
CH 19 - Maturity - Renee Russo & Sharon Stone
Ch 20 - Dirty Old Man - Anna Kournikova, Britney Spears, Brandy, Melissa
Joan Hart, Katie Holmes, Michelle Williams, Christina Ricci, Mena Suvari,
Alyson Hannigan & Laura Prepon.