Wishing for Free Use Sluts
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Chapter 78: Tony Uses the Sexy Cops as Whores
Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 78: Tony Uses the Sexy Cops as Whores - A young man uses a device to turn his prudish mother into his free-use slut!
Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Mind Control Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Cheating Cuckold Slut Wife Wife Watching Wimp Husband Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Daughter MaleDom Light Bond Spanking Group Sex Harem Orgy Interracial Black Female White Male Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts Public Sex
Tony Carter – Day Seventy-Eight
The engine of my new 66 Shelby GT350 growled which I had parked on the shoulder of I-5, my little sister mewling as she sat impaled on my cock, her pussy full of a fresh load of my cum. The cop who pulled me over, Trooper Lyons, panted from masturbating her pussy while watching Debbie riding my dick.
“Let’s hop out,” I said to Debbie. “Trooper, can you open the door?”
“Yes, sir,” whimpered the State Trooper. She backed up, her pants unzipped, her gun belt on the roof of my new car. I was enjoying driving the classic beauty. The cop was a beautiful woman, her brown hair pulled up into a bun.
She opened the door. My sister rose off my cock and hopped out. Her strawberry-blonde pigtails swayed. She wore her coat that fell around her body. She gasped. It was almost December, and though it wasn’t a cold day, it wasn’t that warm, either. It was maybe 50.
I followed my sister out of the car, my cock bobbing. I had a coat on and nothing else. I glanced back and saw that Bitch had pulled up behind the cop. My sister-slave was following us back from where I got the car.
I hoped the previous owner was having fun getting paid at the bank and picking his teller to own as a sex slave for the rest of his life. I liked doing good deeds like that. Finding women to be used by men. It was a service.
“Eat out my sister,” I said. “That’s how I want to use you, Trooper. Debbie, hop up on the hood.”
“Ooh, yay!” Debbie squealed and darted forward.
Trooper Lyons nodded, licking her lips and following. I trailed behind her, cars whizzing by on I-5. My little sister hopped up on the hood, her small breasts quivering. She spread her legs apart, her shaved cunt dripping with my taboo seed.
That was such a beautiful sight. I was so glad to witness it. I smiled as my cock ached. I just wanted to ram my cock into the trooper’s pussy while she devoured that beautiful creampie I left in Debbie.
“Trooper,” I said, “yank down your pants and panties so I can use your pussy.”
“Yes, sir,” Trooper Lyons moaned, her cheeks flushed.
She shoved her pants and panties down to her mid-thighs before kneeling before my sister. Debbie licked her lips as the trooper leaned forward. Then the female cop started devouring my little sister’s cunt. She squealed in delight, throwing back her head. She trembled as the cop devoured her cunt.
“Oh, oh, oh,” moaned Debbie. “She’s licking me, big brother! She’s licking out all that cum.”
“Yep,” I said and dropped down to my knees behind her. I stroked my hand over her rump, giving her ass a squeeze. “That’s it. Mmm, I love using you, Trooper Lyons. Eat my cum out of my little sister’s cunt. That’s incest your tasting. Sibling love. How is it?”
“Delicious,” she moaned into my little sister’s sloppy snatch.
I grinned from ear to ear and pressed my cock into her pussy lips. I rubbed up and down her twat and thrust into her cunt. I loved how I sank into her pussy. I enjoyed the warmth of her cunt around my cock. It was such a beautiful thing.
Using a strange woman’s pussy was such an amazing thing. To be pulled over by a cop and get to fuck her cunt was such a wonderful thing. Others should have this same thrill. I smiled as an idea popped into my head, but...
For now, I had a pussy to use to completion.
My little sister gasped and moaned, her head tossing from side to side. I grinned at her and drew back my cock. Trooper Lyons moaned, her hot twat gripping my dick. She held me tight as I pulled back and back.
I slammed forward into her cunt. I filled her pussy up to the brim with my big dick. I enjoyed the way her cunt gripped my dick. She felt so good around my rod. It was a wonderful thing to pump away at the cop’s snatch.
“Damn, Trooper,” I groaned. “Love using your pussy!”
“I’m so happy!” she moaned into my sister’s cunt.
Her radio crackled with chatter. I ignored it and fucked her twat. I buried into her snatch with hard strokes. She moaned into her little sister’s snatch. I pounded her with all that I had. Her pussy clamped down on my cock as she licked my cum out of my little sister’s twat.
I pumped away at that delicious pussy, savoring the cop’s cunt around me. My little sister grinned at me. She looked so happy as she was getting devoured by Trooper Lyons. Cars raced past us, witnessing this hot moment.
I used the trooper’s cunt. I fucked her pussy hard and fast. Her twat clamped down on my dick. I savored the silky snatch massaging the crown of my cock. I loved how she massaged me. It was such a beautiful thing to bury into her cunt again and again.
“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned. “That’s so good. Yes, yes, that’s amazing. Just keep fucking me! Oh, oh, keep pounding my cunt!”
I pounded her cunt with hard strokes. I fucked into her pussy again and again, loving every last second of that twat around my dick. It was magnificent. She gripped my dick with her wonderful snatch. I groaned, fucking into her cunt with all that I had.
I pounded her twat with such force. Such passion. She squeezed down on me. It was so amazing to fuck into her twat with all that I had. She gripped my cock with her hot flesh. I buried into her pussy with so much force.
“Big brother!” Debbie whimpered.
“Yes, yes, I’m licking her clean, sir,” whimpered Trooper Lyons. “I’m licking up every drop of your
cum and her cream! I’ll make her cum, sir! Oh, oh, keep using my pussy! Your cock is amazing!” “Yep!” Debbie grinned at me. “It’s the best!”
I smiled at my little sister and fucked the trooper’s cunt. My balls tightened with the need to cum in her snatch. I hammered her hard and fast, enjoying every inch of that pussy around my dick. It was just such a great treat. I fucked her deep and hard.
I churned up her cunt with hard strokes. I fucked her with all that I had. I loved the feel of her twat around my dick. I pounded her snatch with all that I had. She gasped and moaned as I buried into her twat with force.
“Damn, damn, damn!” the trooper gasped. “Oh, that’s so good! Use my pussy! I’m going to cum!”
“Me, too!” squealed Debbie. “Lick my clit, Trooper! Ooh, ooh, that’s it! You’re such a good cop! Oh, feast on me!”
The cop moaned. She made my little sister shiver. I loved it as I fucked that tight cunt. My balls tightened with my thrill of cumming in another strange woman’s snatch. I would use the cop’s cunt to completion.
Debbie gasped, throwing back her head. Her pigtails swayed. She must be close to cumming. I loved the pleasure in her eyes. It was so hot to watch her looking so happy. She whimpered, her head tossing back and forth with her delight.
“That’s it!” moaned Debbie. “Such a good cop!”
“Yes,” the trooper purred as she drowned in my little sister’s cunt cream.
I smiled, watching Debbie toss her head as she enjoyed her orgasm. I fucked the cop’s cunt. Her pussy clamped down on my rod. The silky massage was so good. I loved fucking into her. I pounded her with all that I had.
“Yes, yes, yes, sir!” the cop gasped, her pussy going wild. “Use me fully!”
“I will,” I groaned, fucking her spasming cunt.
She rippled around my dick. She felt so spectacular. I loved every second of pounding her twat. It was a beautiful thing to fuck her twat. I savored the way her snatch suckled at my dick. The pressure burst at the tip of my rod.
“Fuck!” I roared.
I came.
I filled Trooper Lyons’s spasming snatch with my spunk. I flooded her as she milked me. She moaned into my little sister’s snatch. Debbie gasped out in delight, her head tossing back and forth. She trembled, her nipples so hard.
“Oh, oh, oh,” she gasped. “Lick up my cream and milk my big brother’s dick!”
“She is!” I grunted.
The cop’s pussy suckled at my dick. It was so amazing to have her doing that. I loved it. I pumped her cunt full of my spunk. It was just a wild. I flooded her with every drop of jizz that I had. She milked me dry.
“Damn,” I panted at that last blast of rapture shooting through me. I fired a final spurt of cum into her snatch. “Damn, that was good.”
Her radio crackled again as she panted, nuzzling into my little sister’s snatch. Debbie shivered and closed her coat. I was feeling the chill, too. I pulled out of the cop, panting. Her pussy dripped with cum, matting her trimmed, brown bush.
“Stand up and strip naked, Trooper Lyons,” I said. “I want to see every bit of you.”
“Yes, sir,” she moaned and rose to her feet.
She took off her jacket and unbuttoned her blouse. Debbie hopped off the hood and grinned, her coat fully shut. The cop placed her gear on the hood. She had to remove her boots to take off her pants. She removed her socks, too. She stripped off her pants and panties.
Last, her sports bra came off.
She had a nice pair of round tits. She was in good shape. Not muscular, but had an athletic tone. A jogger. She stood there, nipples hard, her skin prickling from the cold air. She shivered but held a parade rest stance with a smile on her face.
“Nice, nice,” I said. “I want you to put this out on the radio. ‘This is how Tony wants to use female cops who make traffic stops. If the person the female cop pulled over for any non-dangerous traffic stops—like speeding, but not excessive speeding, or tail light being out, that sort of thing—and the person is polite, then the female cop will offer to let them fuck her or for her to go down on them if the person is a woman.’”
Trooper Lyons picked up her radio and keyed it up, saying, “Attention dispatch and all troopers on the band, this is an important message from Tony on how he wants to use female cops. Please, pass this on to all shifts and all agencies. Are you ready to copy his message?”
“Ready to copy,” a woman said.
She repeated my words.
I grinned at this. It was so hot. Then another idea popped into my head.
“Next,” Trooper Lyons said after I passed on my next set of instructions, “‘Tony says, when a male cop pulls over a female driver, or there is a female passenger, he may fuck her when the traffic stop is finished if he finds they’re hot. In fact, a male cop can fuck any woman they pull over, no matter the seriousness of the traffic offense, even if they arrest the subject.’ Did you copy?”
“10-4,” the dispatcher said.
I smiled. “Now, Trooper Lyons, I think I want a police escort from now on. You’re my cop-slave. You’ll use your lights to escort me to Demon Tats on South Tacoma Way. I need to get you pierced and adorned.”
“Yes, sir,” she said. “Should I dress?”
“Boots and your jacket,” I said. “I like my slaves naked, but ... Your gun belt, too. You are a cop.”
She nodded, looking eager. I was glad to have a new sex slave.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Clarissa Breckenridge
I yawned. It was Saturday, which meant the bank was closing in an hour. Then I could go home. I was new, so I had to work the Saturday shift. It was as long as a normal shift. There was only one shift of tellers and not two.
“Next,” I said.
An older gentleman with a tanned face and wearing a sweater vest came up to me. He was tall and looked good. It was clear he dyed his hair, but that was fine. He had the looks for it. He flashed me a smile.
“How can I help you, sir?” I asked.
“I’m Philip Mason,” he said, “and I am being used by Tony.”
Those words sent a tingle through me. Tony. I didn’t know that name, but I knew there was a man out there who could use anyone. I felt it in my very soul. “How can I help? Am I being used, too?”
“Yes, you are,” he said.
My pussy nearly melted in my panties. It took all my professionalism not to squeal like a slut. I said evenly, “And how does he want to use me?”
“First, you have to give me a cashier’s check for $189,000,” he said.
“Just need to see some ID so I can get this down correctly,” I said. “Oh, and to talk to my manager. I’ll need authorization.” I turned and shouted. “Hey, Jim, we’re being used by him. I need authorization for a $189,000 cashier’s check to this gentleman.”
“We’re being used?” The smile on my boss’s face was stunning. He rushed over, his mustache quivering on his upper lip. “Well, let me just give it. Let’s pull this out of the bank’s operating fund, of course.”
“Yep,” I said and was already typing away. Then a password prompt came up. Jim swiped his ID and typed in his numbers. “Okay, and ... it’s printing.”
In the background, the check printer hummed away. I turned around and picked it up. I handed it to Mr. Mason with a smile. He stared at it, nodding. He then slipped that into his pocket. He looked me up and down before nodding.
“There is a second thing, yes?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he said. “Tony wants you to be my willing and loving sex slave for the rest of your life.”
I shuddered at being used this way. It was magnificent.
“You will do whatever I want without complaint and enjoy everything we do,” he continued. “That’s how Tony wants to use us.”
I squealed in delight. I was just so happy to be used like this. “Well, um, I guess I have to quit.” “Yeah,” he said. “You’re my sex slave now. I can use you.”
“Here?” I asked. “In the bank?”
His eyes widened as if he hadn’t considered that. Then he nodded with such vigor.
“It was great working with you, Clarissa,” my now former manager said. “You are going to make such a great sex slave for Mr. Mason.”
“I know,” I squealed, my entire body trembling with delight. “Ooh, this is going to be so much fun, sir. Or should I call you Master?”
“I like, sir,” my new owner said.
I smiled at him, my bleached-blonde hair flowing behind me. I shuddered, so glad I wore a skirt today. It went to my knees, a bronze hue that went with my doe-skin, knee-high boots. I stepped out and pulled off the sweater I wore, tossing it down.
I was being used, so I could do what I wanted in public. “Sir, how do you want to use me?”
“I want to fuck your pussy!” he said, so excited. “Keep getting naked. This is amazing.”
I smiled at him and pulled off the silk chemise I wore beneath the sweater. Now he was staring at my nice, round tits held in my lacy bra. I had a date tonight. I suppose I was breaking up with my boyfriend. I mean, I had an owner now.
I couldn’t be doing things with another man. That would be just wrong. I was Mr. Mason’s now.
“Mmm, Sir,” I cooed as I freed my tits. “Don’t I have gorgeous tits?”
“Yes,” he groaned, staring at my breasts as I freed them. I smiled at him, feeling so wicked right now. My entire body burned as I dropped the bra.
The bank tellers were helping the next customers. The loan officer spoke with a young couple. No one cared I was stripping naked before my master so he could fuck me at the bank. I unzipped my skirt and let it fall. I had a lacy thong. I felt so sexy.
I turned around and bent over, thrusting my rump at my new owner. He groaned as I shoved off the thong. It slid out of my butt-crack and peeled away from the wet, shaved folds of my pussy. I groaned as I worked the cloth down and down my knees and over my boots. I left those on.
They were such cute boots.
I gripped the table that had deposit slips and pens. Some people still liked to fill those out these days instead of using the ATMs or just having us fill out a deposit slip on our computer. I smiled, wiggling my hips, pussy cream dripping down my thighs.
He moved in behind me, unzipping his pants. I trembled, so ready for my new owner to fuck me.
“Pound me, Sir,” I groaned.
“Yes,” he said and nuzzled his cock into my shaved pussy lips. He thrust into me.
I gasped. This was the cock I would be enjoying for the rest of my life. Well, the rest of his life. He had easily thirty years on me. I shuddered, savoring that wonderful shaft sinking to the hilt in me. He looked like he had money.
Maybe I could be a trophy slave and inherit it all. I would be such a loving and supportive slut. I would suck his cock and cook his dinner and take it up the ass with a smile on my face because ... His cock felt amazing in me.
I was being used, and that was wonderful.
“I’m your slut, Sir!” I moaned. “You can do anything to me. I’ll take care of you for the rest of our lives.”
“Yes,” he groaned. “Damn, Clarissa, that’s hot!”
I smiled from ear to ear as he groaned. He pumped away at my cunt. I loved his cock thrusting in and out of my snatch. It was just a wonderful delight to have him thrusting away at my snatch. I squeezed my cunt down on him.
“Oh, oh, oh,” he groaned, burying into my snatch. “Oh, Clarissa! You’re my slave! I own this pussy!”
“You do, Sir!” I gasped. “You own it!”
Mr. Mason fucked me with such passion. It was the best sex of my life. I trembled, my boobs bouncing. I smiled at the old lady filling out her deposit slip while my owner fucked me hard from behind. The old lady gave me a polite nod.
I moaned like a whore. I didn’t hold back how amazing this felt. It was just a wonderful experience. He buried into me again and again. My pussy melted around him. I loved every last second of this thick shaft pounding me.
My orgasm swelled in me. I rose and rose toward that moment when I would cum on his thick shaft. I groaned, tossing my head. My pussy melted around him. He grunted, enjoying my cunt so much.
He plowed to the hilt in me and gasped, “Clarissa!”
He erupted.
The moment his cum flooded my pussy, I squealed out, “Sir!”
I came with him.
My pussy spasmed in delight around his jizz pumping into me. I had never had sex without a condom. It was so amazing to feel his seed flooding me. I wanted to be bred by my owner. That would be so hot.
“Yes, yes, Sir!” I gasped. “Use my pussy! Tony gave me to you!”
He groaned and spurted more and more of his cum into me. I trembled, so happy to have all that jizz pooling in my cunt. I shuddered, milking his cock. My snatch writhed around him while the ecstasy drowned my mind.
“Oh, damn, Clarissa,” he panted, his cock twitching in me. He had finished. “Oh, that’s good.”
“So good, Sir,” I groaned as he spurted into me. “Mmm, do you think I should have a collar and a leash?”
“Er, I don’t know,” he said.
“And clothes?” I asked. “I mean, sexy things for me to wear around you. And when we go out. Things that show everyone that I’m owned by you. Plus some hot lingerie for me to wear when you want to use me.”
“Well...” he said.
“Let’s get that check cashed, Sir, and get to some stores,” I said, turning around. “We need things if I’m going to be your sex slave. Makeup. Perfumes. Paddles to spank my naughty ass. You know, all that stuff.”
“I guess so,” he panted. “Let’s get over to my bank and get this deposited into my account.”
“Yes, Sir,” I cooed, so eager to spend all my Master’s money to make our lives together hotter. “Ooh, and jewelry. You want to have your slave bedecked in jewels as you fuck her hard!”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Trooper Cassie Birchwood
The new orders were out on the radio. I shivered. Tony wanted to use us all. That was so happy.