This is quite a dark story and I had some thoughts about if I should write it or not due to it involving members of organized crime. Unfortunately it is not as unrealistic as I wish it would be, since there have been multiple cases of similar things happening in my country Sweden.
People (including multiple women) with access to the police records have been giving secret police files to criminals, and unfortunately this has helped them commit crimes. My wish is that anyone helping criminals in real life would be sent to prison for a long time, but this is not always the case unfortunately.
With that said, this story is a fantasy and I hope you enjoy it.
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I walked into a diner called Moe’s for lunch, just as I had done many times before. I wasn’t there for the food (which was ok for the price), but rather for a secret entrance located in a restroom that was permanently “Out of order”. I had to be careful so that no one in the Police force suspected what I really was.
You see, about a year ago a man called Avon Barksdale chatted me up at a bar I usually went to with my friends. A night of passion and I was hooked on him, and soon I was deeply in love with him.
Our meeting had however not been a chance meeting. No, on the contrary it had been carefully planned by Avon and his crew. Avon was the unknown leader of one the biggest crime gangs in Capitol city, and had been in need of a contact in the police department that could feed him information. After going through the most attractive young candidates in the police force he started to try to hookup with one. He knew his charm, physical appearance, and very big sexual skills would eventually charm one of the cops.
I guess I should be feeling good that I was one of his choices. As a young girl with a curvy body, hazelnut hair and a cute face I hoped I was one of his first choices, but I guess I’ll never know.
As I said I was in love with him, but I also knew he only saw me as a tool. Not exactly a healthy relationship, but by now I don’t care. Although my name really is Debbie Callahan I was known as Officer Fuckface to his gang.
The diner I visited was a normal diner to everyone in the outside world, but it was also how I was able to have contact with Avon. When no one was looking I walked to the out of order restroom, locked the door and then opened another door with a key. The door led to a corridor that was connected to Avon’s gang headquarters. Avon was no fool, and knew that criminals that flashed their riches tended to be short-lived, so for most people he was just a normal business guy who owned a couple of clubs, shops and so on.
“Hi there Officer Fuckface!” one of his lieutenants said as I approached Avon’s office.
“Hi there Devin. Does he have time for me?” I answered, blushing from the demeaning name.
“He might be able to squeeze you in, he is having a meeting with some of the crew. Go in, and put yourself to your best use.”
I know what they think is my best use, after all it’s in my name, but I don’t care. I have since long accepted my addiction to Avon’s big black cock. As I entered the room Avon was talking with three of his higher ups, probably about some illegal stuff I should arrest them for. Instead I kneel in front of Avon with my head down.
“Got the info I asked for Fuckface?” Avon says.
I give him an USB drive with info about some criminals from another gang. To be honest I don’t want to know what they will use it for, but I doubt it is any legal stuff. Avon tossed the USB drive to one of the guys before standing up and getting his cock out. I know what my job is and what is expected of me, as I open up my black police shirt and push my tits out of my black lacy bra. I used to have D cups, but Avon got me a time at a surgeon, and now they are F cups. The surgeon was good, but it is still very visible how fake they are. Which is part of Avon’s enjoyment as he likes that I made my beautiful tits into a bit of a freak show for him.
“Ghhhggghhufhhhkkkg ghhgglkkhg gghheghhhgllk” is the sound leaving my throat as I gag on his cock.
“Mmmm, that’s good work Fuckface. I bet your cunt is really wet pleasuring my long thick dick isn’t it?”
Avon knows me too well as I embarrassingly feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter. I crave the facefuckings more than Avon I think. Avon continues to use my throat as a masturbation tool and saliva is dripping onto my big fake tits getting them wet.
“I just love your jiggling fake tits, next time you are getting a week off we’ll make sure to get them up a size or two.”
I know better than touching myself, knowing that my pleasure is secondary. Avon’s pace is increasing, indicating he is getting closer. Soon I can feel him tense up as he pulls out and squirts multiple big strands of cum on my tits.
“Desperate to cum Fuckface?” Avon asks as he pulls his pants up.
“Yesss…” I say as I need to get some release.
“Can anyone give the hoe some release by fucking her needy cunt?” Avon then asks his crew.
“I guess I could give Alsancak travesti her a fuck if she pays me ten bucks.”
It’s T.J. that offers to fuck me. He’s a mean bastard, but by now I am desperate for release and quickly give him 10 dollars, getting humiliated in front of everyone once more.
He makes me pull down the pants to my knees and pull my thong to the side. As they all chat he calmly fucks me, once again using me as a masturbation tool. But I don’t care as I get a big cock in my cunt and an orgasm I am so desperate to get, which I also quickly get with T.J:s big cock.
Selling info like this to criminals is no risk free business, the previous cop that did that was Detective Veronica Sanders. When she was caught and fired she was of no use to Avon. What kept her alive was that she never snitched on Avon.
So instead of ending up dead, Avon got her hooked on drugs and then started to put her in any porn movie he could find. Some of the stuff she did was really extreme underground stuff, but after a while she was too used up even for porn. Last I heard she was selling her holes cheaply on the street to even the most stinking hobo, getting paid peanuts and collecting all the STD:s.
That’s not where I want to end up so I am more careful. Luckily my colleagues are not precisely following the IT guidelines about logging out. With the budget cuts our computers are falling apart,so it’s not unusual that we need to borrow each other’s computers.
Whenever Avon needs information I make sure to use another person’s user and get the information that way. And I make sure to use different users, making it near impossible to use the digital tracks to blame me for anything.
T.J. decides to cum up my cunt, and I am not too worried about that. Avon is making sure I am protected as he doesn’t want any kids to mess with his plans. I get my thong and pants in order before getting up.
“Anything more you need me for?” I ask Avon.
“No, you can go Fuckface. If the info is good you’ll get your reward later.” Avon says, not even bothering to look at me as I get out of the room.
I find my way out to the diner and get back to work with cum drying on my tits and leaking from my cunt. Avon has no problems with me catching criminals and can sometimes even give me information about his competitors.
The only demand he has is that I don’t catch his guys. Of course I don’t know all of his gang members, meaning I sometimes accidentally catch one of his guys. This is not popular, and Avon makes sure I get punished for it.
Depending on how important the one I arrest is, the punishment differs. Some low level thugs might only give a spanking, but higher ups are way worse. Avon knows my biggest fears, and once I had to assist in an arrest of one of his highest ranked guys to not blow my cover, and that really gave me a big, big punishment. Electro torture is something I had confessed to Avon to really hate, as even the idea of it make my body shake of fear.
So of course Avon had my pussy, asshole and tits connected to an electric torture device during a day off. The whole day was used to torture me with short enough breaks to get me ready for the next round. My saving grace that made me leave that room in the end was that I didn’t have much choice in the arrest. Since then I have been a very obedient slut, to not have to do that again.
As my shift ended I went back to the station. Johnny, a fellow white colleague who seemed to have a crush on me, tried once again to ask me out, and once again I crushed his hopes as I rejected his advances with that I didn’t date losers like him.
Instead, I went home waiting for Avon to send me a message on my burner phone he has given me for this purpose. I guess I too am a bit of a loser, waiting for a criminal during my free time, instead of doing something social. Luckily I didn’t have to wait very long for it to vibrate, signaling a message.
“Hi Fuckface. Info turned out good. Get to the normal place for your reward. Bring your two special uniforms.”
The normal place was a bit of a run downed hotel that Avon used for meetings like this. Sometimes I was alone with him, sometimes he brought male friends, or even female company with him to our dates. No matter what I was expected to serve and obey. The advantage of the hotel was that it had an underground parking garage, making the meetings very discreet.
The uniforms he asked for were two different police uniforms. The first one was a normal official uniform, but the size was way too small, not accounting for my increased ass size from training or increased tit size from operation. It meant it always risked breaking in the ass or tits area, especially when I had to do different exotic poses or dance seductively.
The other one was a police uniform you bought in a sex shop, being a mockery of my real uniform with way too short blouse and way too small shorts. The handcuffs included were more often used on me than any criminal. By now the cum stains on it made it look like and feel like Alsancak travestileri it had been used by a whore in a bukkake gangbang.
When I got to the hotel I went to the usual room (room 911, don’t say Avon doesn’t have humor) and as I knocked on the door Avon opened it. When I walked in I saw that I apparently was only having sex with him.
“Listen Officer Fuckface, you are in for a long night and day here. Since you have been a good slut cop I will reward you tonight and it’s just gonna be you and me doing romantic shit. But tomorrow, you and Doctor Cunt will serve me and some friends for a little gangbang to keep the gang together.”
My heart melted knowing I had Avon for myself tonight. As for tomorrow, I had no problems with a gangbang as it was my day off (which Avon of course knew since he had my work schedule). Getting fucked by multiple black men wasn’t exactly the worst way to spend a Saturday.
Doctor Cunt was another one of Avon’s bitches. As the name said she was a doctor, and Avon used her for patching up his gang members without the police needing to know about all the details. Just like me she was in love with Avon, and just like me Avon used her like a tool.
“Now I want you in your small police uniform, and then give me a dance that will make my strip club bitches green of envy.”
Avon sure knows what gets my juices flowing and I quickly got into the bathroom. There I changed my clothing to my old police uniform, having problems closing the tight pants or having the tops buttons fly away. As I returned Avon was sitting in one of the chairs in the hotel room. I seductively walked forward to him, and started to dance for him. Bending down with my ass towards him I then did his favorite dance trick of twerking quickly.
Avon apparently liked it a lot as he gave my ass a couple of hard spanks on my ass, his way of showing a bitch he liked what they were doing.
“Now give some squats and really stretch those pants.”
On two occasions my pants have ripped as I have done squats, and each time I fixed it the pants got weaker. Soon I will need to get a pair of new ones, although I think Avon likes that they get more and more easy to break.
As I did my squats the first eight went fine, but as I am doing number nine a loud ripping sound could be heard as my pants break. I could feel the air on my ass as I got up to standing position, and as I turned around I could see that Avon had a big smile.
“Now, let’s see if we can get a button to fly off. Squeeze your tits for me and really make them pop out.”
Eager to please Avon I did as he said, trying to get my tits to push out against the stretched top. Despite my best tries I however couldn’t succeed with it, and Avon looked disappointed.
“Might get it to work when your tits are bigger. In a month you’ll take some time off for personal reasons and I’ll get you that tit operation, you got it?”
“Yes Avon.”
“Now get her and I’ll give you something that will make you earn your name Fuckface.”
I crawl to Avon fishing out his big cock. I have by now trained myself to swallow all of it in most positions. Of course, most of the time I am not in control as Avon or his subordinates use my mouth as a tool to get off, earning me my name Fuckface. Tonight however Avon lets me worship his cock without doing much, and by the sounds he makes I do a good job.
As always when I am in this kind of situation I can’t help myself getting turned on. Before Avon I was kind of a good girl, but by now I become a wet mess whenever I see a black cock. If it wasn’t for Doctor Cunt I would think something was really wrong with me, but when a highly educated intelligent woman acts the same way, I guess it is a deeply rooted biological reaction.
Avon, getting closer to orgasm lifts my head away. Drool is all over my face and police uniform by now, as I have gagged and puked saliva all over myself. I have learnt the hard way to not eat anything big before a date with Avon, as this is usually the way things go.
My black god rises up and pulls me by the hair. I crawl on all four to the bed. Like a dog I jump up. Knowing that this first fuck will be fast and brutal i brace myself for the assault. Sure enough, I can feel his hands where my pants have ripped. And with a loud sound he rips them up more, probably destroying them for good.
Under my pants I have a small black thong, just what Avon likes me to wear. He tears them to pieces, knowing I buy lots of them since they tend to have a short life span when I meet Avon. I move my ass from side to side and slap my own ass, inviting him to fuck me hard.
With a swift movement he is in me. I am once again reminded why I allow myself to be treated like this, as it is a feeling close to nirvana when I feel the dull force of the black cock stretching me.
“Who do you belong to?”
“You Avon!”
“And what do you pray to?”
“Your black cock Avon!”
Avon knows I used to be a good Catholic girl growing up, and likes to make me debase my former Travesti alsancak religion. He knows that I would gladly commit any sin of the christian church just for this feeling. As I shudder from the first orgasm I have no regrets about what I do for getting fucked by Avon.
Avon, being a man of flesh and blood, can not keep this up for long, especially after my oral praying to my savior earlier. A couple minutes into the fuck I feel him tense up, and soon after that he fills me with his cum. He lets me get a couple of more strokes in me, driving out another orgasm from me before withdrawing from my soaked cunt.
He doesn’t need to tell me what to do next, as I quickly take his cock in my mouth to clean him up from my juices. He then hugs me, and I melt in the rare show of affection from him.
“Clean up in the shower and wear something sexy after you are done. I’ll order some food for us to eat.”
I do as he says, and put on a pink negligee with matching thong afterwards. As I walk out the food has been delivered and Avon surprises with my favorite food, once again showing me that he knows how to treat a lady when he wants.
“Let’s eat, and then I want you again.”
“Yes Avon, thank you for the food and everything else.”
“I take care of you Officer Fuckface, if you take care of my needs.”
Being called my nickname feels good in his presence. I don’t know if I even would understand that it was me he talked to if he said Debbie to me by now. We eat in silence, and after we are done he takes my hand and leads me to the bed.
As I am on my back he kisses all over me, and soon his mouth finds my pussy. Pushing my thong to the side he starts to lick me, and I love the feeling of it. He knows exactly what he is doing, and it doesn’t take long for him to make me cum. As I lay and pants he moved up and while kissing me he inserts his cock into my wet cunt.
The feeling of utter bliss returns as I once again marvel at how he can make me feel. I put my legs around him as I try to push him in further. I look at his face as he gives me more pleasure than anyone else has ever done.
“You own my body and soul, and I’ll do anything for you Avon.” I whisper as he slowly works my body like a master.
Never seeming to get tired he continues to fuck me for a long time, and in the end I am mess of orgasmic bliss. Just when I don’t think it can get better he takes it up a notch.
“Please Avon, bless me with your cum…let me taste my god’s holy seed.” I tell him, knowing the kick he gets being worshiped like that.
He removes his cock, and as I make him get on his back I start to suck his cock. Being a well trained slut I can feel that he is soon to cum. I keep his head in my mouth and a minute later I am filled with my favorite thing to taste. I let it fill my mouth completely, and show my full mouth to Avon before I swallow and show him the empty mouth.
“Mmmmm, Fuckface, you are one of my favorite sluts.”
Knowing Avon fucks a lot of sluts…women I mean…I feel a warmth in my heart knowing I was one of his favourite. Fucked up I guess that I feel like that, knowing that most women would be offended by a comment like that.
“Get over her and I’ll hold you as we sleep.”
Spooning my god and knowing I had done a good job, I was quickly falling asleep. In the middle of the night I was awoken by movement, and I could feel Avon’s hard cock moving on the outside of my cunt. Almost automatically I took my hand and guided it into my wet snatch. Slowly Avon fucked my cunt will holding me close to him, and it didn’t take long for me to cum.
I was then flipped to my stomach as Avon started to fuck me harder and rougher. He placed one hand on my back and pulled my hair at the same time, making me give out a moan of pain and surprise as my head was pulled up and back.
“You like that don’t you slut?” Avon said.
“Yessss…fuuuccckkkkk…yes!” I answered as he increased the pace.
Despite the rough fucking, or perhaps due to the rough fucking, I soon come again and Avon soon filled me up. Still laying on my stomach Avon pulled out and went to sleep, and with cum leaking out of me I joined him.
When I woke up the next time I could see it was in the morning, and I knew what I should do as Avon’s owned bitch. I crawled under the blanket and started to suck on his cock. I could taste the combination of us on his cock. Avon was not giving me any hints on whether he was awake or not. It was not until I decided to start to ride him and crawled out from the blanket that I saw that he was fully awake.
He helped me up and onto his cock, and soon I was giving him a slow sensual fuck as I enjoyed the morning. It however became impossible to maintain the slow speed as I got more and more into it, and soon I was riding him like a wild bull. Avon meanwhile was lazily playing with my tits squeezing, slapping and pinching them.
My orgasm arrived quickly and as I collapsed on him he lifted me up and put me on my back with my head hanging down. Apparently Avon had decided that the romantic part of our time was over as he gave me a rough facefuck. Saliva was covering my face as I slobbered and gagged on it. Avon however knew he could do as he liked with me, and he abused my throat hard before shooting his cum directly down my throat, not even giving me the chance to taste his cum.
