Secretly Seduced: The Interview Series Book One

by White, L. E.

  “I know. You looked too fat in your yearbook picture.”

  “All right, I will,” said Stacy conscious that Mike was the one with the pliers and the will to use them.

  “There’s something else,” said Mike.

  “Yes,” said Stacy.

  “Remember Mark and Faye?”

  “No.”

  “Over thirteen hundred on your SATs and you’re dumb as shit. There’s a lot I can teach you about being aware of what the fuck is going on around you. They arrested you three days ago, stupid.”

  “Now I remember,” said Stacy.

  “But you didn’t pay attention because you’re rich and they’re not. You should know their full name and everything else you can learn about them from the Internet,” said Mike.

  “I was too upset to pay attention to them,” said Stacy in her defense.

  “That’s because you didn’t keep your cool. You let them rattle you. Google the name of people you come in contact with. Half of them will be phonies and the other half will want to fuck you. Wise up and quit being a patsy. If you’re going to survive in my world, you need to be conscious of what’s going on around you.”

  “All right,” said Stacy aware that Mike’s criticism was valid. She’d behaved like an idiot.

  “I owe them a favor. You get to pay it.”

  “What’s that got to do with me?”

  “They helped me with you. Mark wants a day of your time, the Saturday after next,” said Mike.

  “For what,” asked Stacy?

  “Something to do with his dad, just take care of it. He’ll email you the details.”

  Stacy shuddered when she recalled the muscular female security guard who helped arrest her. She was sure she was a lesbian. “And Faye?”

  “She wants you as her date for some lesbo party. Since Portia’s taught you to eat pussy, that shouldn’t be a problem. It’s sometime after the first of the month,” said Mike.

  “Christ,” said Stacy.

  “You should be flattered. They could have asked for a lot of other things but they chose you,” said Mike. “Besides, it’s only a one time thing. They’ll take good care of you. Nothing bad will happen. I promise.”

  “Other than I have to fuck them,” said Stacy.

  “That’s the best part. You’ll get used to it. As my old man used to say, you’re going to become a slut whose legs spread like mayonnaise.”

  “Is that all,” asked Stacy?

  “No, I need proof of your commitment. Blow me,” said Mike.

  “Right here, now?”

  “Proves to me you understand our arrangement,” said Mike.

  “By sucking your cock,” asked Stacy?

  “You need to be taken down a notch so for a start you can drain my tank. Then if you do a good job, you can suck me off,” said Mike.

  Stunned, Stacy had an inkling of what Mike meant but she needed to confirm her suspicion. “Drain your tank, what’s that?”

  “You really are a dumb cunt. I’m going to piss in your mouth and you’re going to swallow every drop,” said Mike.

  “I don’t think I can do that,” said a horrified and disgusted Stacy.

  “You have a choice. You can wrap your lips around my cock and swallow every drop of piss or I can go to work on your other tit with these,” said Mike taking the pliers out of the door pocket. “Either way, you’ll wind up with a tummy full of Cabreeze’s energy drink.”

  “I might get sick,” said Stacy.

  “If you should happen to puke on me or even spill a drop on my slacks, I will take you over to the rail yard and tie you to a post with your mouth propped open. I’ll make the winos piss in your mouth until the sun comes up. I did that once to a girl who was giving me shit. When they finished, she looked like she was eight months pregnant. She had a belly full of the foulest pee on the planet. Now get busy, I need to take a leak.”

  “Move the seat back,” said Stacy terrified that Mike’s threats were real. She could not bear having her other breast in the teeth of Mike’s pliers and the possibility of vagrants peeing in her mouth was too horrible to contemplate.

  “Just to show you what a nice guy I am, I’ll start with a slight tinkle,” said Mike.

  Stacy summoned all her will and discipline to the task as she unzipped Mike’s trousers and fished his cock out the slit of his boxers.

  “I’ve been told the trick is to keep swallowing, don’t allow your mouth to get full because there is always more coming,” said Mike as Stacy formed her lips around his cock head.

  “Ready,” asked Mike.

  Stacy looked up and nodded slightly.

  “Almost immediately, she felt her mouth fill with warm liquid. She swallowed then immediately repeated the act all the while ignoring the stench that filled her nostrils.

  “I’ve been told by piss drinking whores that the smell is worse than the taste,” said Mike concentrating on controlling his flow so as to not overwhelm Stacy. In reality, he had invested a considerable amount of time and effort in bringing her under control. It was psychologically important she succeed.

  I can do this thought Stacy. It may be the most disgusting act I will ever perform as long as I live but somehow I will get through it. Stacy had developed a rhythm, gulping down the contents of her mouth when it was half full.

  To Stacy it seemed like it would never end. Her belly began to feel warm and full. Finally, just when it was becoming difficult, Stacy’s mouth was empty.

  “All gone,” said Mike.

  Stacy looked up at Mike and was surprised to see him smiling at her.

  “Repeat after me, I’m Mike Cabreeze’s piss drinking bitch and I’ll do anything he wants,” said Mike.

  Stacy dutifully repeated the sentence. She was surprised she had succeeded at the task. Mike was proving adept at using fear to motivate her.

  “Give me a kiss, piss mouth,” said Mike.

  Stacy rose up and brought her lips to Mike’s and kissed him passionately while realizing to her dismay, the horrible disgusting act had turned her on.

  “Now, let’s add a few squirts of jism to my piss to make a slut cocktail,” said Mike pushing her head back toward his crotch.

  Chapter 10 Proving Commitment

  Stacy ignored the throbbing pain in her breast and what felt like a gallon of pee sloshing in her belly as she kept her lips tightly formed around Mike’s cock and moved slowly down the shaft. His was the third cock she’d ever sucked and the first two didn’t count.

  The hard part is over thought Stacy surprised she had summoned the will to drink Mike’s urine. He’ll let me go as soon as he climaxes.

  There wasn’t much room between her head and the steering wheel limiting her range of motion. She slipped her tongue underneath the shaft and windshield wiped her tongue across the thin ridge of skin.

  “I see you haven’t forgotten everything I taught you,” said Mike tilting his seat back.

  I can do this thought Stacy. I sucked him off before and I can do it again.

  “Don’t neglect my balls,” said Mike as he titled the seat back. “Remember how to work my nuts.”

  Stacy took one of the large testicles in her mouth and held it with her lips as her tongue roamed over the hairy surface. She pressed the side of her hand underneath his balls drawing a sigh of pleasure from the object of her oral ministrations.

  “Good, sucking cock is like riding a bicycle. Now tell me how much you love sucking my balls,” said Mike.

  “I love having your hairy balls in my mouth, Mike,” said Stacy inhaling his male odor seeking to kick-start her lust. Somewhere in her mind was the thought that inciting her own desire would make sex with Mike easier. There was also the realization that the aromatic mixture of urine and male ball sweat had turned her on. She fought the urge to slip her hand down her jeans to her pussy, afraid it would piss Mike off and her other areola would wind up in the jaws of his pliers.

  “Today, you’re lying, bitch. But before we’re through, you’
ll learn to love it,” said Mike placing his hand on the back of Stacy’s head jamming his cock in her throat forcing Stacy to breathe through her nose as she fought to control her gag reflex. “True love is swallowing your man’s dick and not choking.”

  Portia was right realized Stacy. I was a fool to react the way I did. I have to learn to cooperate and please him. He came close to ripping my nipple off. My boob’s killing me. Mike is a psychopath and he’s become my stalker.

  “That’s right, push my cock head inside your throat then squeeze it. Latina whores can do that from the time they’re ten,” said Mike.

  I’ll do it decided Stacy forcing an inch of Mike’s cock head into her throat opening then swallowing to press the walls of her throat around it. To her surprise, she found she could compress the spongy head.

  “That’s right, cunt. You’re a fast learner,” said Mike between moans. “I bet your Mom and Aunt know how to suck a cock. Big tits weren’t the only thing you inherited.”

  No more mouthing off reasoned Stacy. He’s liable to kill me if I make him mad enough. Drinking his pee and sucking his cock is better than winding up in the Charles River with a bullet in my brain or spending the rest of my life in prison. He’s a policeman. He can do anything he wants to me and get away with it.

  He seems to know so much about me and my family. He may know more than I do about certain things.

  “Work my piss hole with the tip of your tongue. If nothing else, I’ll teach you to be one hell of a cock sucker,” said Mike his hand resting on the back of Stacy’s head.

  Just as Stacy’s lust was building and her head was getting into sucking Mike’s penis, there was a loud tapping on the tinted window of the car.

  Startled, Stacy started to rise up but Mike’s hand held her in place.

  “Keep sucking, Stacy. I got it,” said Mike

  “Lt. Cabreeze, what brings you on campus,” said a male voice from outside the car.

  “Hello Sergeant Ebbers, I just stopped by to sample the oral skills of one of your coeds,” said Mike.

  “And, how is the student performing,” asked Sergeant Roger Ebbers of the Harvard Campus Police? Harvard’s location in the urban center of Cambridge required a large force of campus security. Stacy’s dorm was located right off a busy city street.

  “What she lacks in experience, she makes up for in raw talent and enthusiasm. I had to reason with her before she decided to cooperate,” said Mike holding up the pliers as he used Stacy’s hair to raise her head to face the campus policeman.

  “I can see she needed persuading,” said Roger observing Stacy’s split lip and bruised face.

  “Not to worry, she’s into the rough stuff. It takes a few smacks to get her excited,” said Mike.

  “From the smell, you must have been doing a little piss training,” said the Sergeant.

  “Yes, Stacy tell the Sergeant how much you loved draining my tank,” said Mike.

  Fearful of displeasing Mike, Stacy looked up and at the campus cop and smiled. “It was delicious. I love swallowing Mike’s hot piss.”

  “She’s well trained. I’ve seen her around. She’s a real fox,” said Roger.

  “I’m willing to share with a brother officer of the law. Get in,” said Mike.

  “This is a wonderful example of cross jurisdictional cooperation. I’ve watched her swish her tail around campus in tight low-slung jeans with those big boobs leading the way. She looked like she was begging for it,” said Roger getting in on the passenger side. His hand reached forward to slip under Stacy’s shirt capturing her uninjured breast. His fingers squeezed and twisted her nipple as he conversed with Mike. “I’ve been dying to check these out. They’re fucking huge.”

  My God he’s going to fuck me too realized Stacy horrified at the casual way Mike had offered her to the Sergeant.

  “Always willing to help out a fellow crime fighter,” said Mike. “Stacy, have you met Sergeant Ebbers?”

  “No, but I’ve seen him on campus,” said Stacy between swiping her tongue across Mike’s cock.

  “Show respect to an officer of the law. Turn around and greet the Sergeant properly,” said Mike taking hold of Stacy’s hair to lift her off his manhood.

  Stacy pushed herself upright then turned to face the young campus policeman she’d often seen standing in the entranceway to her dorm. No words were spoken as he put his arms around her and they kissed. His tongue entered her mouth as his hand continued to work her nipple. Helpless and afraid to do anything other than to cooperate Stacy returned his kiss slipping her tongue into the Sergeant’s mouth.

  “There’s nothing warmer than a slut’s mouth after sucking a brother officer’s dick,” said the Sergeant once the kiss ended. “Even if it is a little homo.”

  “Seeing at how it was my cock she’d been sucking, I’d say you may have gender preference issues, Sergeant,” said Mike.

  “Shit, I like it all,” said the Sergeant before he kissed Stacy again. “There are some fine looking young boys on campus who are queer for a man in uniform. They practically beg me to let them suck my cock. There’s a real cutie over in Bascomb Hall who pays me two hundred dollars ever time I fuck him in the ass. He’s from Caracas. His daddy is an oil billionaire,” said the Sergeant.

  “Police base pay is never enough. Without special detail income, none of us would get by,” said Mike.

  “He’s been begging me to set up a threesome. If you ever feel the inclination to walk the dark side of the street, give me a call and I’ll set something up.”

  “I just might do that sometime. Stacy’s bi. She and her roommate have been eating each other’s cunt all afternoon. Stacy loves pussy and cock. Right, Stacy?” said Mike.

  ”Yes, Mike, I love both,” said Stacy continuing to masturbate Mike as the Sergeant fondled her breast.

  Roger placed his hands on both Stacy’s breast and pinched her nipples. It took all of her self control not to scream when his fingers punished the injured one.

  “Let me formally introduce you two. Stacy Todd, meet Sergeant Roger Ebbers. He keeps you safe in your bed while bad guys prowl the campus looking to rape and murder.”

  “Hello, Sergeant, please to meet you,” said Stacy forcing a smile.

  “You got a great pair, Stacy. I was hoping to get my hands on them before the semester ended,” said Roger as he pulled Stacy’s nipples with a circular motion that she found stimulating.

  “Thank you, enjoy them,” said Stacy before pressing her lips against Roger’s for another deep tongue kiss.

  I’ll become a survivor repeated Stacy to herself as she embraced Roger. I have to be patient until there is a way out of this. If I cooperate and do what Mike says, he won’t have a reason to hurt me.

  “Get naked, Stacy. Show Roger the complete package,” said Mike.

  In the crowded front seat, it was difficult to undress. Roger grabbed the bottom of Stacy’s tee shirt and pulled it over her head.

  “Nasty bruise,” said Roger referring to the purple splotch covering the tip of Stacy’s breast.

  “We had a slight disagreement. It was necessary to bring Stacy around to my way of thinking,” said Mike brandishing his pliers.

  “Common household pliers are a cheap and effective tool to encourage good behavior among the student population,” said Roger. “They’re equally effective on both sexes. Male students inclined by alcohol or drugs to misbehave become quite respectful after you demonstrate that even after imbibing a case of beer, they can still feel the effect of having a testicle crushed.”

  “Over the years I’ve used them to teach potential felons the errors of their ways. Stacy here almost lost one of her gorgeous nipples,” said Mike.

  “That would be a terrible waste. How big,” asked Roger his hand hefting Stacy’s breast?

  “What,” asked Stacy?

  “Bra size,” said Roger.

  “34D,” said Stacy.

  “Real,” asked Roger?

  “Of course they’re real. Don’
t you know how to tell a real tit from a fake?” said Mike fondling the other breast. “Those babies are genuine grown from the cradle tits.”

  “Half the coeds at Harvard got fake boobs. 34D is pretty damn big for real knockers,” said Roger.

  “Her Mom, Doreen, has a big rack. She’s a double D. Doesn’t she, Stacy?” said Mike.

  “Mom’s huge and so is her sister. I take after them,” said Stacy unsnapping her jeans surprised Mike knew about her mother’s boobs and first name.

  “Nature versus nurture,” said Mike.

  “Huh, what does that mean,” asked Roger unzipping his uniform trousers and taking his cock out. He casually began stroking it as he watched Stacy struggle to remove her jeans in the cramped space.

  “Surprised a Harvard man is not familiar with the nature versus nurture controversy. For decades, there has been debate over what is more important in making us what we ultimately become. Is it nature? For example, Stacy’s genes, inherited from her Mom’s family, have given her big tits while other less genetically favored girls have nurtured their boobs by having implants. Get it?” said Mike.

  “I prefer nature,” said Roger running his tongue over Stacy’s boob. “They feel more natural.”

  “Of course, the way the girls today shave their cunt looks unnatural,” said Mike placing his hand on Stacy’s hairless mound. Its wetness surprised and pleased him.

  “That’s an improvement over nature. Eating bald pussy is better than munching a full bush,” said Roger adding his hand to the space between Stacy’s legs. “Don’t like hair in my teeth. Half the male students are shaving their cock. I’ve been thinking about shaving mine. What do you think, Stacy? Do you prefer shaved cocks?”

  “Honestly, I’ve never thought about it,” said Stacy recalling that the two men in her video both had shaved cocks.

  “Maybe, I’ll let Stacy shave my cock and balls the next time we fuck,” said Mike reaching between her legs. “Feel how tight her pussy is, Sergeant.”

  I’m just a piece of meat to them thought Stacy moaning as two sets of fingers explored her sex.

  “She’s tight and wet,” said Roger, his forefinger pressing deep into her vagina. “You fucked her before?”