Undercover Cop - Captured

"Lie back and relax," he said with that unpleasant smile.

"Yes, sir."

Angelica complied, she needed the time to get the stiffness out of her joints and to regain some strength. As long as Lorenzo was not going to tie her back up she believed she still had a chance. If he decided to tie her up regardless she would have no option, but to fight right then. For now she decided that playing docile was the best solution.

Lorenzo put the knife on the side by the edge of the bed; it would not disturb them, but remain within reach. Well, it did disturb the detective in a certain way.

"Pull your legs up," he said in a calm neutral voice, "we need to get you ready first,"

Silently Angelica obeyed.

"Knees by your shoulders," the thug instructed.

Once she assumed the position he put a pillow beneath her hips and proceeded to add lubricant to her anus. The detective anticipated the next move, so she was not surprised when the plug entered her ass.

"Oof," she quietly grunted nevertheless.

"You like having your ass filled, don't you, bitch?"

There we go again.

"Yes, sir. I love being ass fucked."

"That's why I brought this toy. I wanna fuck your pussy, but don't want the other hole to remain empty."

As he talked he slowly pumped up the plug.

"Do you want it bigger?"

Angelica did not, but expected that it might not be the safest answer.

"Yes, sir. Please, pump it up larger."

"As you wish, slut. This toy can grow pretty thick."

The detective could feel her ass being stretched beyond the level of comfort. Finally Lorenzo stopped, put the pump aside and removed the pillow.

"Sit back up."

Angelica obeyed and grunted louder when changing the position. The plug was huge and impossible to ignore; at the same time the sensation was not exactly horrible either. She was now sitting on the edge of the bed, her feet on the floor. Lorenzo was standing in front of her, his hulking figure looked menacingly. Angelica repressed a shiver, she could not let herself be intimidated by the thug, otherwise she would lose before an actual fight even started.

The detective did not recognise the purpose of the other toy, Lorenzo quickly showed her. He grabbed her left breast and squeezed it softly, he then pressed an empty plastic tube onto the nipple and turned on the device. Angelica felt her nipple being sucked into the tube; the feeling was weird, but not unpleasant. Lorenzo kept the device in place for a moment, then unplugged the pump, the tube remained in place, sucked onto the breast; he then did the same thing to the other nipple. The pressure caused the blood to flow into the nipples making them erect and sensitive.

"Do you like it, slut?" Lorenzo asked with the smile.

"Y-yes, sir. It's... new."

"I'll teach you a lot of new things. Let's leave them like that for a moment, it's time for you to finally suck my cock. But first I want to hear you beg. Properly."

Angelica realised that the half-hearted efforts that had worked for the other thugs would not suffice with Lorenzo; she needed to step up her acting. Ironically, having her face covered in cum helped; she looked like a cumslut to begin with.

"Please, sir. I'm so horny, my mouth and pussy still needs a real cock to fuck me good. I beg you, sir, please let me taste it. My mouth is hungry for your beautiful cock and my wet pussy needs to be stretched. I'll be a good slut, just fuck me with your huge cock."

In other circumstances Angelica would have burst out laughing at such a monologue, but right now she did not find the situation humorous.

"I'm impressed, my little slut. You really are hungry for cock. You deserve to get mine. Get down on your knees and take it out by yourself."

Angelica got down from the bed and kneeled on the floor in front of Lorenzo. It was even harder not to be intimidated by him in her current position. She was certain that he rejoiced in this display of dominance. She reached out for the zipper of the thugs pants. Judging from the size of Lorenzo's muscles, unquestionably grown on steroids, and his perverted need to subjugate and humiliate women, the detective expected to find a tiny dicklet which would have problems getting hard. When she pulled down his pants and underwear her eyes went wide with astonishment. Not only Lorenzo's cock could challenge those of Jerome and Tyrone, the testicles beneath it were clearly larger.

"I see that you like it," the thug said with that creepy smile. This time he was also clearly amused.

"Y-yes, sir. It's... amazing."

"Start at the balls."

When Lorenzo issued that command he reached for the knife. He said no more words and made no other gestures, but the message was clear. He wanted to be absolutely certain that there would be no teeth involved. With her heart racing Angelica leaned forward to lick the balls. Fortunately for her Lorenzo's entire crotch was smoothly shaved, balls and cock included. When the detective altered her position the anal plug reminded her of itself. "Fuck, this thing is huge!" she thought. Another though, an involuntary one soon followed: "Actually, it doesn't feel so bad."

Angelica felt neutral about sucking testicles, she did not find the activity particularly attractive, but in the right circumstances it could be a decent part of foreplay. Circumstances were far from right and it felt awkward to perform foreplay after being gangbanged, but the detective had to play her role. When her nose got close to Lorenzo's balls she thanked God for another small favour - the thug was clean. She licked and sucked on the testicles for a while, trying to feign some enthusiasm.

"That's a good little slut," Lorenzo said eventually.

Apparently Angelica's act was good enough.

"Thank you, sir," the detective thought that it might be the right moment to say something like that.

"Show it the respect it deserves."

"Yes, sir."

Angelica would rather cut off his cock with his own knife, but she had to admit that the penis was indeed impressive. She loved sex, she loved cock and she could appreciate a beautiful penis when she saw one. But the fact that the owner was a sociopath took away most of the appeal.

The detective considered herself to be an expert at giving blowjobs, so she knew how to show the appreciation; she still needed to pretend that she craved it. Angelica stuck out her tongue and licked a few circles around the base of the cock's head. She then wrapped her lips tightly around that part, she sucked on the head while licking it at the same time. She tried to focus on the penis itself and not its owner, this way she could pretend it was just a regular blowjob and thus the experience would not be as bad. Angelica stopped the licking and took the cock deeper into her mouth, she grabbed the testicles and fondled them as she bobbed her head back and forth. Lorenzo's breathing got slightly louder, but he remained silent; his hands rested on his sides. Angelica was glad that she was given the freedom, but was also aware that more was expected of her. She had already demonstrated that she was capable of impressive deep throating; without the violence it would not be so bad...

The detective adjusted the position of her head, opened her mouth wide and relaxed her throat. Carefully she began to take the huge penis deeper. Its girth was an even greater issue than its length, Angelica's jaws needed to be open to their limit again. Centimetre by centimetre the penis disappeared inside of the detective's throat. Ultimately she was unable to swallow it whole, but she amazed herself with the achievement nevertheless. Angelica withdrew her head, took a deep breath, then tried again. She deepthroated Lorenzo's huge penis several times; her nose never quite reached his smooth underbelly, but she suspected that if she had been in a better shape she should be able to achieve it. While she was deepthroating she expected that at some point the thug would grab her head and force her onto his cock, but he never did that.

"That's enough, my little slut," Lorenzo interrupted her, "I'm sure you want to feel it in your pussy."

Angelica knew what was expected of her and tried to play the role as best as she could. A small hidden part of her mind actually did want to feel that cock inside. Would it fit whole? Could the thug make her cum again? The detective was slightly afraid of her own thoughts, but at least they helped her to sound more convincing when she said:

"Yes, sir. Please, fuck my pussy with your beautiful cock. My pussy is wet and aching for a good fucking. I beg you, sir."

"How could I refuse such a polite request? You'll love being my dirty little slut. But first let's change the toys."

The detective was genuinely surprised, but then she remembered that Lorenzo had brought one more item.

"Mhm!" she moaned loudly when the thug removed the tube that was sucked onto her nipple; her reaction was the same for the other breast. Her nipples were red and swollen, Lorenzo poked one of them gently and Angelica realised how sensitive they were, she could not hold back another groan. She winced when the thug lifted up the last toy, it was a light chain with a clamp at each end. The detective hissed when the first clamp was locked onto her nipple, Lorenzo was not being rough, but that part of her body was way more sensitive than it usually did. She only moaned softly when the chain was attached to her other nipple.

"Now you're ready, my little slut. Get back on the bed, lay back and spread your long legs wide," the man commanded and Angelica obeyed.

The inside of the detective's pussy was still soaked with the cumshots of other thugs, so obviously Lorenzo did not want to lick it, but he was thoughtful enough to add some lubricant. His cock was wet enough from Angelica's saliva. It was difficult for the detective to fully relax with the large plug inside of her ass and the tight clamps on her nipples, but she was not going to get any more ready. Lorenzo had watched her get fucked by the huge cocks of other thugs; he had even seen her climax. With the additional lubrication it was obvious to him that she was as prepared as she would ever be. He got between her legs, aimed his cock at her sloppy pussy and slid it in with one smooth but careful motion.

"Mhmm!" the detective moaned loudly. No acting was necessary, genuine pleasure could be heard in her voice. Lorenzo pushed his entire cock into Angelica's stretched pussy, then looked into her eyes. The lust he saw there must have been satisfactory for him, because the creepy smile appeared on his face. Then he began to fuck her.

The thug's thrusts were hard and deep, initially his pace was slow, as if he was savouring his domination over Angelica, but eventually he began to increase the tempo. For the detective the entire sensation was greatly intensified by the huge plug stretching her ass and the clamps squeezing her sensitive nipples; this was indeed the kind of fucking she had never experienced before. Angelica abandoned all acting, her loud moans and cries were genuine. At one point Lorenzo grabbed the detective's ankles and placed them on his shoulders; the new position pushed the plug deeper into her ass. He took hold of her hips for support and began to fuck her even faster; his thrusts remained deep and hard. Angelica continued to issue a variety of ecstatic noises, her tormented body found new depths of stamina to welcome the new awkward pleasure.

Several loud minutes later the detective reached her second orgasm that day, this one was even more intense. She issued a loud high-pitched cry, clenched her fists on the bedsheets and her vaginal and anal muscles around the two intrusions inside of her orifices. Her entire body trembled violently, she cried out until she ran out of breath. Lorenzo never slowed down the fucking, the creepy smile on his face turned into an evil grin. He thought that he had fully subjugated a once proud woman, a cop at that; and he was not done with her yet.

Angelica's climax eventually subsided and she quieted down; she felt exhausted, but at least her mind had somewhat cleared. Her aching body had no choice but to accept the violent thrusts. Lorenzo needed two more minutes to reach his own orgasm; he was not as vocal as the detective, but he grunted audibly. He held her hips firmly, but his motions became hectic. Angelica could feel as torrents of cum were being shot into her ravaged pussy. Finally he finished.

"That was good, my little slut, wasn't it?" Lorenzo said in a different tone. He had a satisfied smile on his face, unlike the previous creepy one.

"Yes, sir. Thank you," Angelica replied.

She noticed that the thug was not listening to her answer too closely, which was a good sign. Lorenzo pulled out his cock, slowly got from between the detective's legs and stood up. Angelica knew that this was her best chance to strike. She pulled one knee to her chest then outstretched it with all the might she could muster, aiming at the man's crotch. Her heel hit the still erect cock. Lorenzo grunted in pain, but the detective did not give him any time to recover. She rapidly sat up and grabbed the knife which was lying on the side of the bed. She thrusted it into the thug's thigh and pulled out immediately. Angelica stood up from the bed and while doing so she drove her knee into Lorenzo's crotch. She then hit his larynx with the hilt of the knife; collapsing him to the ground afterwards was easy. The detective used the nearby ropes to tie the thug up. While doing so she glanced at his wound, the blood was dark and not flowing out too rapidly; she had not cut an artery, so he was not going to die from blood loss anytime soon.

Angelica left the tied Lorenzo on the floor and in a few quick steps reached his phone; as she had suspected it was blocked. Fortunately it had full bars and one can always dial the emergency numbers. When the operator answer she said in an agitated voice:

"This is detective Angelica Cox, badge number 80085. Connect me with captain Richard Dicks. It's an emergency."

"Right away, detective."

...

"Captain Dicks."

"Cox speaking."

"Why are you calling this number?"

"I'll explain later. Send the squad right away."

She then proceeded to describe the location where the gang was committing their big crime.

"Call me back in five minutes on this number," she added at the end.

"Affirmative," the captain wasted no time.

The detective hung up the phone. First she needed to find out where she was... no, first she needed to take off these damn toys. Only now she realised she had fought Lorenzo with a huge butt-plug up her ass. The thought made her laugh almost hysterically, but soon she managed to pull herself together. Angelica took the clamps off her nipples, she hissed as she did so; they caused even more pain when being taken off. She then deflated the plug and carefully pulled it out, she threw it on the floor. The detective sneaked a glance at Lorenzo, it did not seem that he was going to either escape or die, she could leave him there while she learnt about her location; she held the phone firmly in her palm the whole time. Semen was still oozing out of her orifices, some of it even began to dry up, but there was no time to clean it; hygiene would have to wait. The doors were locked, but the key was in the lock; behind them was a small corridor. Angelica's assumption was correct, she had been in a garage. She went across the hall into a large room and glanced outside through the window. She knew the neighbourhood and quickly found the name of the street in her memory. She returned to the garage to attend to Lorenzo's wound.

Personally the detective would not mind if the thug bled to death, but she was too professional to act in such a manner. An impromptu patch should keep him alive until the arrival of the paramedic. Lorenzo was returning to senses, so in order to maintain quiet she gagged him, with the same ball-gag she had worn earlier. How she needed clothes. Her own were nowhere to be found, so she began to search the house. Before she found anything the phone rang, it was Dicks. In a few words Angelica described her location and general condition, the captain asked only one unnecessary question at the end.

"Everything okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," the detective tried to sound calm, but her voice betrayed that she was not as fine as she wanted to appear.

"We'll talk about it later, when all else is settled," she added.

"Of course. A car and an ambulance will be there right away."

"Thanks."

Angelica hung up the phone and commenced the search. She was unable to find her own clothes, but came upon something else. At a closer inspection it turned out to be some kind of kinky outfit - leather leotard, fishnet pantyhose and knee-high leather boots. "You must be kidding me," the detective thought. It was still better than welcoming the paramedics and cops naked; Angelica sighed and put the outfit on. Dressing up in such clothes on her filthy skin might not have been the most comfortable activity, but nothing that day was about comfort, both physically and mentally. Still the detective gained some confidence when she covered her nudity, even though the outfit was provocative to say the least. The boots were slightly too large, but overall everything fit decently, even if it was not the most optimal choice in her current state. It seemed that Lorenzo knew a dominatrix who was as big as Angelica; he would not be seeing her anytime soon.

The detective managed only to wash her face when the cavalry arrived. When the cops first saw her they wanted to crack a sexual joke, but upon closer inspection they changed their minds. All policemen were good at reading people and these two quickly realised that this situation should not be made fun of, nor mentioned later during the precinct gossip. A closer inspection of the garage confirmed their suspicions. The paramedics made sure that Lorenzo would not die and took both of them to hospital; the ambulance was escorted by the squad car.

EPILOGUE

Angelica emerged from the entire operation victorious and mostly unharmed. Some bruises and abrasions, but most importantly no venereal diseases nor pregnancy. She claimed that the mental scars would mend just as quickly. Equally important was the fact that the operation was a huge success, Tony and his gang were caught red-handed, as well as their partners in crime; a large gun-trafficking ring was liquidated. Angelica received a medal, a significant financial bonus and two weeks of holiday; she accepted all of them enthusiastically. In a fortnight she would be ready to continue her fight against crime.