The Job Is On The Streets Ch. 02

I plopped out the rag from her mouth, and she gasped for air; but I didn't give her much time to speak or scream as I forced my cock inside her warm, wet mouth. She gagged immediately, as I hit the back of her throat straight away, and she gurgled back on it.

"I thought you liked big cocks, you dress like you love them." I laughed gently as I rocked my hips, sliding my cock in and out of her mouth. She tried to growl, but just like with the gag it wasn't going to get through my thick cock in her mouth.

"You're going to give me everything; mind, body, and soul on top of everything your boy is doing with the MDP, and hell if they have anything on the Grit Set I'll take that too." I said raping Atisha's wet, moist mouth.

She was humming, or perhaps moaning around my cock as I violated her throat. My hands now both free, I used them to grope both her massive tits through the vest.

"If you withhold anything from me, I will find out and I'll throw your boy to the Grit Set or any other rivals that are gunning for his blood." I said, I wanted to frighten her even more; to make her do more for me in fear of losing her son.

"Anything about the MDP - drugs, guns, cars; any of it, and you'll go to prison as you hear about your boy being butchered in the newspapers." I told her.

She grumbled something, but I wasn't paying attention. I moved my hands to the shoulder straps of her vest, and pulled them off her shoulders. The vest naturally with the straps off, slowly slid down on it's own accord exposing her massive breasts and surprisingly her erect nipples. She was aroused, maybe all she ever wanted was a guy to dominate her, take some of the control from her and make her submissive for once.

She wanted to speak, she began to fight against the handcuffs on her wrist but did not hit me with her free hand. I pulled my cock free from her mouth, to hear her out.

"You bastard! You better keep your side of the deal, I'm doing this for my son." She wept as she managed to speak.

"Oh I'll keep my end of the deal, your boy won't go to prison as long as we both keep a leash on him, and you help me turn in his crew, and if you do everything then I will keep my end of the deal." I said rubbing my cock-head against her wet lips.

For some unknown reason, even with her shackled to the chair, and with a rapist's cock at her lips she still licked my cock-head, with her wet, warm tongue.

"You like getting raped don't you? It ain't a surprise when you're a mommy to a fucking gang banger is it." I laughed, rubbing my thick mushroom head along her lips.

"Fuck you, I ain't got a choice in this do I? It's just a filthy pig's cock in my mouth, you ain't the first to do this to me arsehole." Atisha growled back to me, still licking my shaft.

"Yeah, right bitch. Don't pretend that you ain't enjoying this, you're like a bitch in heat." I laughed down at her.

She growled once more, and arched her back as she let her head go back slightly, as if like an animal purring.

"Just fuck me, you bastard." She purred at me.

I had hit a nerve in her, I must have hit a fantasy of hers as she was no longer truly resisting me; she was relishing in a withdrawn fantasy of hers. I smiled, and with the key to my handcuffs, I moved to only remove the handcuffs shackling her ankle to the chair so I could get to her other two holes.

"Come on then, pig. Get your big, white cock inside me then. It's what you want, you raping bastard!" She purred me on.

I unlocked the handcuff around her ankle, and released it from the chair leg. Without waiting for any motivation I grabbed hold of her thick legs, and spread them wide before moving my hands up her strong, womanly legs to her waist. My fingers found, home and slid inside the waistband of her blue jeggings, and gripping them I began to roll them down her thick, wide hips. There was no turning back now, I had already raped her with my cock in her mouth, even if she was no longer seeing it as that; but it was the fact that I had kidnapped her. There was no going back down, I was a bent, corrupt Cop. Pure and simple.

I began to roll them down, and reached her knees now seeing her wearing a pair of womanly, black silk panties, they were in her size. Even with such sexy jeggings on, she had opted for simply black silk knickers tonight.

"I didn't know fucking pigs, had big, hard cocks like you. Fucking Feds, I never knew you had something like that down there." Atisha grunted as her jeggings came down.

Here in the UK, the gangsters and street gangs called the Police here Feds, in reference to the FBI or what people called FBI agents; the Feds. It was so fucking stupid, and I know Americans will not understand it but it's mainly spoken and used as a term for Police in London. I now had the jeggings passed her knees, and at her ankles. She had one black, leather ankle boots. I unzipped each one and let them drop to the floor, before shoving them aside.

"Just hurry up, Fed. Fuck me already." She gasped as I slid the jeggings fully off her legs, and I threw them aside, now just seeing her warm, sexy, shining brown legs.

"I'll make you squeal like the pig bitch, soon enough." I growled back at her, moving towards her in the chair.

"Men have tried, pig. Try your fucking best." She said with no smile, but a smirk that held contempt for me personally as a Cop.

I moved in and between her inner thighs to her panties, her tight, large panties pulled tightly up her arse and crotch as it was.

"Big girl, I like your fat arse and tight pussy." I said leaning in between her thighs, as I planted a kiss on the crotch of her big, tight panties.

"Fuck off Fed, this isn't about love and shit. Get on with this." She grunted at me, but I could tell she enjoyed the kiss on her womanly organ.

I grabbed hold of her hips, pulling her to the edge of the seat so her arse was perched on the edge of the chair, and I rolled down her big panties like they were nothing, throwing them aside to the other side of the room. Now I saw the bitch in all her glory, with her wet, puffy pussy lips, gates to her glory. She had a patch of hair above her slit, it was short but thick slightly. I wanted to dive in, and eat out the slut's wet, snatch but she was already wanting me to just go ahead and fuck her.

I positioned my cock-head at her wet, glistening slit and pushed in hard, and quickly - I wasn't here to be gentle with her. I slid in effortlessly as she was so wet, and already wide open probably from other guys fucking her.

"Bastard." She gasped at me, as I rammed into her womb as deep as I could with my cock.

The thrusting made the chair rock, as I fucked her; it was a sheer surprise the chair didn't snap under all of this. My thrusting made my balls slap her arse, as I began to thrust in and out of her snatch. I must have gone on for almost ten minutes, fucking the shit out of Atisha as if she was a sex-punching bag, made for me and my cock.

The chair had moved, during our fucking a few inches towards the television stand. By the ten minute mark, I was already panting, drenched in sweat as I was still banging Atisha into the chair, like dough to a baker.

"Fuck me, just cum already. I'm knackered." Atisha gasped, her face covered in sweat and her breathing ragged.

I was tired myself, but surprised that even I had more stamina than she could muster for me. I was so close to cumming now, luckily for her - I could feel it, my balls were molten balls of fire at that moment.

"Here it comes, you bitch." I grunted as I plopped my cock out of her pussy, and moved towards her face with my hard, erect cock ready to explode. "Not in my face!" She grunted, but I had enough of her voice, and grabbed her silk panties, shoving them into her mouth.

"Yes in your mouth, and on your face Atisha." I said satisfactory, as I moved with my cock to her face, and I began to erratically stroke my cock with my hands aiming it at her face.

Atisha tried in vain to turn her face away, and even thrashing her legs but with her wrist still handcuffed to the chair she was screwed; regardless of just one wrist handcuffed, she never made a move to remove the gag in her mouth. A few more strokes, and my cock erupted in her face, covering her nose, gagged filled mouth, hair, cheeks and neck in my semen. What little left I had inside me, I moved to slide my cock back inside her pussy and deposit what little I had left inside her. I was now depleted, just gasping for air, and aching all over. I unlocked the handcuff shackling her wrist to the chair, she was free now.

"If you want your son to live, and for you to live then you'll keep to this deal. Or I'll tell his rivals in Southall, and he'll die.

"I know the fucking deal, Fed. You're all fucking corrupt and bent, but I'll do as you want, as long as I don't hand over my boy to you; just his crew." Atisha said now pulling her wet, sodden panties that were in her mouth back up her legs into place.

As she dressed, I did the same and took out my phone to take a picture of her as she dressed, almost naked; I also took her phone number from her phone, to put into my contact list on my own. "When I fucking call you, you better act as if Jesus-fucking-Christ is calling and pick it up eagerly or I'm gonna call the Southall lads myself, so you better not make me wait for you to answer me." I told her, handing her back her phone as she was fully dressed now.

"I got it, you bastard." She growled back me, in venom laced words.

I smiled contently to myself; Atisha Williams was mine, I owned her - I would make my career from her, and get a regular fuck whenever I wanted one from her. If she ever thought to break off our little arrangement, then one call to the Southall gangs would put her Ryan in harms way, an ambush would see him gone, and she would be a blubbering mess from it. Her only son dead, would break her heart.

"Good, now get going. I'll call you in the morning, when to meet me and we'll discuss the rules of our deal, and you better have some information for me." I said in a hard tone, as she made her way towards my front door.

"I get it, just call me when you're ready Fed." She said acting like the gangster-mommy she was, and she was soon gone.

I made sure the bitch's number was in my phone, and prepared to make a career out of her and her son, from the misery they caused innocent people.




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