Undercover at The Divine Drop

A long time ago, some reader commented on one of my works that she wished, just once, there could be a "believable" free-use story. To that reader, I say, 'Screw you. Challenge accepted.' But this isn't it. I mean, it started that way, but then I just said, 'fuck it' and kept writing. I'll write your story one day. Cheers!

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"Violet, we know you worked with Antoine Li for over a decade. We also have you dead-to-rights on local distribution. Come on. Give Li up. We don't want you, we want him. Tell us where this year's Divine Drop is and we'll let you go." Detective Tina Sampson glanced over to her partner, Angel Lovely. For over three years, the two TFA agents had been investigating Li's tangled web of global drug trafficking. They were now on the heels of breaking up his operation for good.

"I told you," said Violet Brey. "I could tell you where it is, but no one will ever believe you belong there. You'll get killed, if anything."

A few months back into their investigation, Sampson and Lovely discovered the existence of something known as 'The Divine Drop,' a three-day-weekend event held in a different location annually, often remote and hard to find. It is where all of Antoine Li's yearly arrangements are made. His current and prospective dealers come from all across the globe to attend, partying it up while also attending to their business, determining which dealers get what pieces of the pie. The investigation revealed one interesting fact about The Diving Drop and Antoine's global dealers, specifically. They are all female. And all are attractive and capable, just like Violet Brey, who controlled half the supply of cocaine in the East Villages.

"You let us worry about whether we can survive or not," said Angel, circling Violet on the opposite side of Tina.

Violet scoffed and responded with a thick, sarcastic tone, "No one would believe you belong at The Drop, because you don't carry yourself like one of us." Then she sighed, "And you would never make the sacrifices necessary to become one of Antoine's chosen dealers. That's so clearly why you would never even be invited in the first place."

"What exactly do you sacrifice?" asked Tina.

Violet pushed away from the table, as far as the ankle cuffs allowed her to go. She paused for a moment before finally responding, "Your dignity."

**

Agent Mark Braun threw a folder on his desk, shaking his head. "I'm sorry, girls. I'm not comfortable signing off on this."

Tina stepped forward, touching Mark on his shoulder. Had she not known the old man all her life, she would have left the intimate touch at the door, but Mark was a dear friend to her father. The two were partners on the force together, after all, and it was Mark who eventually ensured Tina got transferred to work under him. When thinking back to her childhood, Tina remembers Mark sharing many Sunday dinners in the Sampson household. She tried to calm the old man now, "I get it, Mark. You think this is demeaning. Beneath us. But we're talking about an operation that spans the globe. We suspect Li controls almost 40 percent of the entire drug trade on this planet."

"Jesus," spat Mark, incredulously.

"And there's no way better to get him. The Divine Drop will reveal every dealer and insider in the hierarchy of Li's operation. We intend to bring in the boys at the end of the event, arresting everyone at the resort. We're working with INTERPOL on this."

"And this resort. We know so little about it," sighed Mark.

"Well, it's an island off the coast of Cuba. Satellites don't show much, and there's probably good reason. Why else would they choose such a location to host the drop?" Angel was pragmatic. Stuff like this was an expected risk and she said as much. "You can't expect us to abandon this entire investigation when we're so close!"

"But do you really want to do THAT?" What Mark Braun was referring to when saying "that" was the tidbit of information Violet added, after revealing when and where the event would be, which was less than three weeks away on a remote island. There was one resort on this island called "La Tropica del Paradiso," which sounded like a cheesy, tourist destination. Upon further investigation, the girls discovered this place served only the elite of the underworld. Black market merchants, human traffickers, drug manufacturers, you get the picture. But it was the extra tidbit of information that was the breaking point to Mark. In fact, he had to watch the video of Violet's interview with Tina and Angel several times over, he was so hard pressed to believe it.

**

Violet smiled during the recorded interview, turning her neck side to side slowly, stretching it out. "All of us. Every one of us. We must submit to being freely used during the Divine Drop."

"What do you mean? Freely used?" Angel stared down Violet in an attempt to maintain control of the interview.

"It's exactly how it sounds. Sexually. If any man -- and I mean, any man -- demands sex from you, in any way, you must allow it. Refuse and they'd know you aren't one of us. They'd kill you."

Angel finally diverted her eyes from Violet to her partner briefly, before coming back to Violet. "Any man? Not just, like... the bosses or whatever?"

Violet's laugh echoed through the room, "See! You don't get it. You'll never survive it." She leaned in, scootching back toward the table a bit. "It doesn't matter if it's Antoine Li himself or the garbage man. If a man wants it, you give it. Mouth, ass, pussy, whatever. No objections! This is the price you pay for being a partner to Antoine Li. You will always be at risk during the Drop."

"At risk?" asked Tina.

Violet whipped her head around to the one asking the question. "Yeah, it's not on a fucking schedule. If they want you while you're eating dinner, in a restaurant, at the table, they can bend you over right there. Any man can do whatever he wants, whenever he wants. It doesn't mean they will. Hell, last year I only got asked once. The year before that, I didn't get picked at all."

"So it's more like a threat?" Angel asked.

Violet laughed even louder. "A threat? No, it's not a threat. Girls get fucked all the time. There are just a lot of women there. We easily outnumber the men seven to one. Remember? Only women serve as partners to Li at this level."

"There are higher levels?"

"There are a few dozen positions just under Li himself," said Violet. "Both men and women serve in those functions. It's the people Li trusts most."

"So it really isn't much of a risk?" asked Angel.

Violet rolled her eyes and sighed, "You can't forget about the men who are in the organization. There are quite a few, after all. But also, everyone working at the resort. If it has a penis, they can ask for your body. You must give it. You can ignore the act or you can enthusiastically join in, but you cannot resist. Not even a flinch."

Tina chuckled, "As if. No woman would agree to that."

"Do you have any idea what I earned last year? It's a lot of money for an annual, three-day sacrifice of dignity. And it's also a test. Antoine knows no law-bringer is going to go undercover at The Divine Drop."

"That's what he thinks," Angel huffed.

Violet Brey dismissed her and continued, "Antoine knows that anyone who makes it through the weekend can be trusted. The weak are weeded out. Now that's all I'm saying about it. You've heard everything and I'm tired of this interview!"

***

Tina and Angel practically had to physically fight Mark to get him to relent on pursuing their undercover course of action. While the two would be at risk of literally getting fucked, they believed it was worth the price of admission. They were convinced they would make it through the weekend with hundreds of convictions in hand. "Besides," Angel had said. "Even if it happens, it won't be like the end of the world. Lots of women are there. We'll dress down a bit. Whatever. But so be it if I get fucked once or twice."

"What if you're fucked in the ass?" Tina scoffed.

"Still worth it."

Tina and Angel arranged to have Violet sponsor them as prospects, a process that wasn't so difficult to pull off. Violet sent the request via an encrypted system and got a response back the following day. "Keep cooperating and you'll make it out unscathed," said Tina to Violet. "But until we're through with this operation, we're keeping you in a cell. No outside communication until this is over."

"Yeah, yeah," said Violet.

The girls flew to Key West, hopping a small carrier from there to the remote island. One man and six other women were also on the plane, filling it to capacity. The man served as the flight attendant, while the other six came just as Tina and Angel supposedly did; for an opportunity to partner with Antoine Li, or to keep their partnership intact. The two agents noted how attractive the other women were. Late twenties and early thirties, but all had firm and lithe bodies. They looked especially flexible to Angel, who figured any one of these girls (or all of them) were doomed for a free-use experience or two.

Angel and Tina dressed more conservatively. With Angel's pronounced hourglass figure, it's difficult to minimize the curves, but she tackled the problem with a pantsuit and vest. It fit more snugly at the hips than she had wanted, but it toned down her curves. Tina had her c-cups tucked away in a rather plain bra, behind a beige blouse. The two knew they needed to look attractive, but they minimized it. They did their best to blend in, while not standing out. Hopefully, the lusts of men would favor other women on the island.

That hope was short-lived for Angel. Just as she stepped off the plane and onto the tarmac, the male flight attendant stepped up to her. "Ma'am, if you would just remove all your clothes while we wait for our luggage, you can bend over right there." The man pointed at a portable wait station, where the luggage would be delivered.

Not missing a beat (thanks to a ton of mental preparation), Angel replied, "Of course." She was horrified on the inside, but didn't let it show for a second as she briskly undressed while making her way to the station. She bent over, leaning against the portable shelving. The attendant followed behind, pulling out his long, stiff rod. He inserted it promptly into her pussy, finding his way inside easily. As mortified as she was, Angel was equally wet. Everyone from the plane was now watching her get fucked, including Tina, while a ground control assistant was pulling luggage from the rear of the plane and placing it onto a strolling rack. No one made any mention of the vulgar act as the attendant pounded Angel with great enthusiasm. "It shouldn't be but a couple minutes before we have everyone's luggage," he said, addressing the others and not allowing his announcement to interrupt his rhythm. "Cars will be waiting for you outside the terminal to drive you to the resort. If you don't have cash to tip the drivers, they accept blowjobs."

The girls all nodded their heads and made vocal affirmations while Tina cursed herself for not bringing any cash. They were told everything was free at the resort, which was likely true, but tipping the cab driver was perhaps outside of that. She wondered if Angel thought to bring any money. Tina also couldn't help but wonder why Angel had been picked to be fucked already. Unlucky, she thought, until she saw Angel clearly experiencing an orgasm. The attendant seemed to hit her spots just right.

It didn't last long, but the climax caught Angel off guard significantly. She felt so vulnerable as her body quivered in reaction to the explosive sensation, with everyone watched so intently, albeit quietly. They all knew she had an orgasm and somehow that made Angel feel cheap and slutty. After the man shoved off of her, Angel quickly got dressed and was one of the first to recover her bags. "Come on, Tina. We'll share a ride."

Tina asked about having cash right away, but knew by Angel's worried look, she didn't have any either. Tina also knew the only way to be fair to her partner was to suck the cab driver off herself. After all, Angel just got the first fucking of the day. Tina leaned in, whispering, "You did great. I, uh... I know..."

Angel interrupted, whispering back, "Yeah, it was -- it was fine. We do what we have to do. But, could you..."

"Yeah, I know. I got the cab driver."

Angel nodded, thanking her partner silently. While taking the road along the shore of the ocean toward the resort, Angel reflected on her free-use experience. She really hoped that would be the one and only time she had to do it. She hated the fact she was used like she was nothing but a sex object. She hated it more that he made her cum so hard. Was it him or the experience? She didn't know.

**

The driver smiled wide when Tina offered her mouth as a tip. Angel chose to give her partner some privacy, looking away. She only turned back to witness the action when she heard the driver cry out during ejaculation. Tina had a lot to contend with, but managed to take most of it down. Angel wondered if she would ever be able to swallow so much cum at one time. She never cared for the taste and texture of it. Too much of it made her gag.

Tina had barely finished swallowing the load from the young man when a concierge came running out to greet them. "Ladies!" he cried out. "You are running late. Go to the Lava Club immediately. You'll be having lunch with Roberto and Marianne. They will assign you to your rooms and itinerary.

"Of course," said Tina, with a speck of cum dribbling off the left side her lips. "And the Lava Club is where exactly?"

The concierge pointed west toward a brick path. The girls could see it leading to other buildings that made up the resort. The hotel, two restaurants, a club, and a few other buildings, all tied together in a spaghetti of brick paths, nestled in concrete and landscaping. Tina thought it was quite unique. "I'll just take your luggage and have them delivered to your rooms."

Angel and Tina allowed the man to take their luggage, which he promptly dropped to his side. "Wait one more moment, please." He then excitedly pointed to Angel. "Are you the woman I heard Stu talking about? The flight attendant. He said he fucked the most delectable thing."

Angel nodded, no hesitation. "Yes, that's right."

"Yeah, okay. I need to see your breasts. Stu insisted they were real."

Angel glanced to her partner for advice, but quickly caught herself and began unbuttoning her blouse immediately. A moment later, she had her breasts pulled out, revealing them entirely to the concierge. He rushed over and grabbed the left one, bringing it to his mouth, sucking hard. Several seconds later, he pulled away and said, "Yeah, Stu said I would love these." Then he went back to sucking them again. Angel played it cool, but was simmering quietly. Getting accosted twice in such a short time frame concerned her and she wished to express that to Tina somehow. The man moved back to her other nipple. Angel found herself getting damp all over again. Finally, he pulled away. "Okay, you two better get going."

Angel didn't bother covering herself, rushing away as fast as she could, without giving away how uncomfortable she was. Tina kept up with the pace. "You okay, girl?"

"Damn it. This is nuts!" whisper-cried Angel. She stuffed her tits back in her bra and adjusted the blouse while keeping up the brisk pace. "I hope that is the last time. For today, at least!"

"Maybe it's because you're big up top?" said Tina. Angel knew her figure drew attention, but she had hoped that the other beautiful women filling the island would provide enough distractions, away from anything she had to offer.

The Lava Club was actually at the far end of the resort, past five or six buildings from the hotel. The resort wasn't necessarily big, but it hosted more than the girls expected. A couple of bars and shops, a sports and recreation center, the club and two restaurants. The moment they stepped through the double doors of the Lava Club, a man rushed up to greet them. "Ah, Angel and Tina, correct? I was phoned ahead. Right this way." The strikingly handsome man led them through a sea of tables, most filled with young, attractive women. It was clear they were meeting their first contacts here, just as Tina and Angel were. "This is Roberto and Marianne," said the host, smiling wide. The two being introduced remained seated, but the girls could tell they didn't need to stand. They possessed the power at the table. Roberto nodded and Marianne didn't even bother looking in their general direction. The host quickly caught Tina by the elbow, gently pulling her to him. "I'm going to need to use your pussy before I go back, so if you don't mind."

Tina was caught off guard by the crass suggestion and almost protested, but then quickly remembered her place. She took a moment to glance around the room, noticing no other girls were being used sexually right now. That didn't make her feel any better. She hiked up her dress anyway, revealing her lace, white panties. "Oh, you should take those off," said the man, who had just finished dropping his trousers and underwear. A monster of a cock swung heavily between his legs and Tina let out a startled scream. The host laughed, saying, "Oh yeah, that catches everyone by surprise the first time they see it. Do you think we'll need lube?"

Tina was nodding fast, eyes wide, unable to move or think beyond that. Her brain was short-circuiting, trying to figure out how she was going to fit this man inside her. While the host fished out a small bottle of lube, Angel sat down in a chair nearby. She probably wouldn't have chosen this chair exactly had she known the man would be turning Tina around, making her face Roberto and Marianne, who were directly across the table. This position put Tina's more intimate bits much closer to Angel than she had expected. Tina moaned as the man angled his hard rod into her now lubricated opening. Angel couldn't help but watch, as the actions were only a foot or so away from her. She was amazed how Tina's body was quickly adapting to this situation, taking it in slow, but deep. He quickly got up to speed, though.

It wasn't even a minute or two later when Angel and the others could easily discern that Tina was experiencing her first orgasm. She tried to disguise it, but her grunts and movements revealed the truth. Her body was quivering from the post-orgasmic bliss when the man picked up the pace even more. Marianne leaned over and said to him, "Please avoid shooting on the table."

"Of course, ma'am," he nodded. "I'll cum inside her. Diego can bring some wipes to help her clean up."

Tina cried out again, climaxing even harder. She felt so cheap and used while being railed in a public setting, unable to stop it from happening. It angered her, while simultaneously getting her off. It was a confusing mix of emotions that she barely had time to process, before the man exploded inside her. This made Tina cum again, crying out with the man. When he finally pulled out, a mess of it plopped out of her and onto the floor. He tapped Tina on her shoulder. "Thank you. I'll just fetch Diego to help you clean up."

Tina struggled to stand upright. Her legs were shaky and her body barely in her control. She lost count how many times she came. Three? Four? Five, maybe? She dared not sit down next to Angel, as she felt an oozing sensation in her crotch, leaking down her inner thighs. Thankfully, an olive-skinned, young man came rushing over with a bucket and rags. "Hello, ma'am. Gregory asked me to take care of this. I'm Diego. Would you mind?" The man pointed to the mess on the floor and Tina side-stepped a bit. "Thank you. I'll just get this up first," he said. As if he practiced this daily, Diego quickly cleaned the soiled area, washing it quickly with a bit of soap and water. He then reached up, grabbing Tina firmly by the ass, pulling her body towards him. He dipped a fresh rag in the soapy mix and held Tina in place with his other hand on her ass. He then began scrubbing away, first her thighs, then in and around her vagina. Tina jumped back in reaction to the sudden and invasive touch, but didn't get far. She was easily controlled by the strong, young man.