This was adapted to english as tribute the those rich well educated professional pretty women in the high society who are bored of their rich lifestyles looking for adventures more than they bargained for and dared take on a man’s profession thinking they are all our equal able to do everything that we men can do.
SPO1 CLARISSA YU TAN was a bright new addition to the Manila City Police department. The bright-eyed bushy tailed Twenty two year old was fresh out of the camp crame posting duty and enthusiastic about cleaning up the streets of the big city. Her first series of assignments to park patrol on foot and some patrols in the downtown area resulted several arrests of gangbangers and muggers. These criminals much to their dismay often underestimated her. Her favorite group to arrest were the Bahala na Boyz posse. The Boyz, controlling all the turf west of the park for 10 blocks were a medium sized gang on the verge of being a much larger problem. They were currently kept in check by the park, widely acknowledged a free zone, the north edsa and the West Triangle gangs in the south. To the west of the Boyz were a series of smaller gangs Waray, Ilaga and South in origin, with none of the extra national support of the others. The Boyz were solidly into drugs and prostitution with a kind of white slavery as a sideline. The Boyz were wholesalers of whores up all over town due to the train and bus stations being within their turf. Both the train and bus stations supplied a steady stream of vulnerable office women ripe for mashing. CLARISSA hated Jo Jo the pimp and molester, she had been watching him for weeks, unable to catch him in the act of extorting pretty women or selling his whores to squatter gangmen or otherwise abusing them. She had busted several of the girls, many of them underage, selling themselves to the cruising rich guys in cars and she knew she was slowing down the business in this area but really wanted to nail the Jo Jo. She finally got the opportunity to confront the pimp molester when she came upon him harassing a young woman for money just outside the bus station putting his hand around her while squeezing the right breast with his other hand. She walked up to him, noting for the first time that he was tattooed, dark skinned but burly, ugly and rough. Turning away from his prospective victim he said, “Oh look it’s the bitch policewoman! What you want police bitch?” “I want you off my streets Jo Jo,” she replied. “You do huh? Gonna run me off the road with your little nightstick?” “No I am going to use my badge and this night stick if I get the chance.” “That little night stick? I got a nice stick instead, I can use it on you SPO1 Clarissa, matter of fact I would be off the street while I used it… we both get what we want how’s bout a it.” By now the pimp was inches from Clarissa and she could smell his musky odour and see the look of lust in his eyes. At about 190 pounds Jo-Jo menace was all in his eyes, and to hear his whores talk, in his pants. He was dangerous enough to stay on top of a lethal profession and Clarissa knew to be careful with him. Rumor had it that he had once raped a parole officer for trying to send one of his more productive whores back to prison. Clarissa could not imagine what it would be like to have this wiry looking man force her to fuck him. She felt a thrill of revulsion as the vision of his cock leapt unbidden to her mind; his cock thrusting into her as it had so many other helpless women was enough to spark her anger. She brought her nightstick forward into the pimp’s solar plexus eliciting a grunt of surprise and pain from Jo Jo. “You’d better watch your self Jo Jo or I might just break your little stick with my big one.” Jo Jo stepped back and sized up the little pretty chinita officer. He was imagining for a moment her expression as he slid his “nice stick” into her, the resulting lustful smile thrilled and frightened Clarissa and once again brought thoughts of penetration to her mind and heat to her pussy, making her nipples stand out in her uniform. “Well honey, you poked me with yours and I’m still smiling. I bet you’ll smile plenty if I poke you with mine.” Clarissa blushed as thought to herself, how freaky, he’s flirting with me and it’s getting me hot. I need to get control of this or he’s going to be hard to deal with. I hate calling for backup, it’s like I can’t handle the job myself. Clarissa then suspected behind him was car probably of his client by the curb and she looked through the windows for anything to divert the conversation from it’s decidedly sexual bent. She stepped closer to the car, and away from the horny pimp. Meanwhile Jo Jo and expert at the female psychology noted the blush and the indecision. Slut he thought, just like every other slut, wants a hard fucking, she needs to be put in her place. He stepped up to his supposed client’s car, placing one hand on the roof and blocking Clarissa’s view of the vehicle while placing the other hand on her shoulder and pulling her near. He whispered loudly, “You wanna ride with me baby? That can be arranged. you getting a ride… or getting ridden.” His hip pressed against hers and the thrill of anger was followed by a mental image of the pimp mounting her from behind and riding her pussy. The anger vanished in a flash and was replaced with the thrill of fear and sexual excitement. Heat filled her pussy and her nipples hardened painfully under her police uniform. “Oh no! She thought, if I don’t do something soon he’s gonna fuck me right in his car… ooohhh I hate him.” As she looked into the car in desperation her sight fell onto a shiny object on the seat, a drug paraphernalia! Clarissa looked over at the pimp and said, “Looks like the party is over and you might not have a ride for me or on me Mr. Nice Stick.” The pimp looked at the obviously horny officer and then grunted in surprise again as she stuck her cuffs on the hand he was using to hold her shoulder. Jo-Jo shoved her against the car and grabbed her hot pussy with his uncuffed hand. “Right bitch that pussy is mine like the peso in my pocket,” her slacks were soft thin like spandex stretched in the mould of her buns/crotch and were no protection against his surprisingly strong and distressingly long fingers. He spread her nether lips and rubbed her hot little nub right through her slacks. “That hot little clit of yours gonna get some good stretching right now.” Clarissa grunted in surprise as the powerful hand massaged her all to willing cunt. “Nasty bastard stop that… Ooooohh, uuuuggghhh, ooh…” she moaned softly as her pussy, squeezed and rubbed by the slender pimp spasmed while sending a message to her body. “Time to Fuck.” getting wet in the process…..educated or high profile pretty ladies, is your clit stiffening? 09272760339
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Clarissa shocked at the pimp’s aggression had a flash of rage but also red-faced with humiliation. Her right hand held the cuff to his left wrist while his right hand was molesting her. She then struck the pimp across his throat with her nightstick, which she had in her left hand. This combined with a well- placed foot behind his right leg drove him to the ground. The stunned Pimp lay on the ground for a moment, one moment to long. She quickly pounced on him and in a smooth motion rolled him onto his belly and cuffed his hands. She lay on top of him for a moment and then whispered in his ear. “How do you like being the one who’s getting fucked for once? You’re pretty easy you know.” She looked at him, then called for a radio car to haul him off. During the wait for the radio car she sat on his back, with his face on the concrete one leg to either side. Jo-Jo used this opportunity to continue to grab at her pussy seeking to humiliate and excite her, in which he was quite successful. Anyone observing the pretty officer would have been able to tell she was deliberately leaving her pussy in range of Jo-Jo’s cuffed hands and thrusting fingers that made her subconsciously gyrating forward backward a little bit. Jo-Jo, partially enraged at this arrest but also intrigued by the horny cop’s wet crotch played it cool. He thought to himself, “You wait bitch, you fucked with me and now I am gonna fuck with you, but good! That pussy is MINE!” Clarissa watched them load Jo Jo into the radio car smiling with a mixture of pride and lust. The bastard even blew her a kiss as the radio car took him away. She declined to share with the transporting officer or her Sergeant that the pimp had been molesting her. She booked him for drug paraphernalia. A couple of days in jail should suit him just fine. As her shift closed out she returned to the station, still horny and angry with the pimps fondling of her cunt milking the juice out of her. The desk sergeant Salvador, called out to her. Hey I got some news on your buddy Jo Jo. Really she asked? Is he enjoying his cell? Well… no not really we had to cut him loose, it appears while you and he were rolling around the drug paraphernalia disappeared. ‘Shit!’ She thought, ‘I thought I could at least get him off the street tonight.’ She went to her locker, showered and headed out of the station. Clarissa was incredibly horny after her run in with Jo-Jo and needed to calm down. As luck would have it she had an alumni reunion party that night and donned a sexy attire. On her way back from the party she passed thru a depressed area where a teenage squatter thug bully full of piercings named Miguelito was looking forward to seeing her again to inflict a little pain on her.
Miguel first met her at an arrest scene in which Miguel made sexual catcalls and insulting invectives to her chinese descent when she arrested a couple of snatchers on her beat right at his turf where he extorts money from the street children snatchers. As clarissa ignored his annoying jestings he spat at her face to piss her off more. She slapped him at the site of the arrest, and when she returned to pick up some evidence, he cornered her with other lecherous children and all at the same time hosed her with their penis urine. She was shocked at first but later felt humiliated to be seen in public uniform wet with their smelly urine. She could not do anything as there were many of them not knowing what to do with the filthy jeep striding children beggars. They cock teased her mercilessly and he had called her out again sexually and degradingly imitated chinese jibberish words. Clarissa was fuming from the insults to her chinese background and didn’t wait for him to spit at her face again, stabbed her club to his tummy which made him fall to the ground , lose breath and wince in pain.
She seemed tipsy from the party and when she saw him thought he had learned his lesson but looked forward to putting him in his place again. What she had not taken into consideration was the impact Jo Jo had on her frame of mind. Early in the party frustration took over and she drank 3 long island iced teas. They hit her like a brick and in her intoxicated state Miguel found her easier to overpower. Clarissa was drunk enough to remember immediately her earlier humiliation was punched in the stomach taking the wind out of her. They were in a squatter parking lot; she was mashed then greedily smothered in the lips by his unbrushed nauseating mouth. Since she was half-conscious from the punching pain and drunken stupor, he was really enjoying kissing her and even spat into her mouth. She could not resist but just gave in swallowing his stinky saliva instead. When he began to rub her pussy through her panties both her lips (up and down) started to drool. To her responding body it felt really nice after Jo-Jo’s rougher treatment. A flash through her mind, “Jo-Jo, that bastard!” and the vision of his long black fingers probing and grabbing. She gasped and her pussy flared with heat and sweet juices. Clarissa’s inattention and subsequent moan of pleasure led Miguel to go for broke. He pushed aside her damp panties and fingered her pussy, first gently rubbing her clit and then more insistently thrusting two fingers in and out of her cunt tearing a hole in her uninitiated hymen. He quickly found a sweet spot on the inside wall of her now soaking wet pussy. “Oh no” Clarissa thought. He’s fingering me in the squatter abandoned dirty parking lot! Clarissa knew she was in trouble, She was too drunk to resist and had to allow him to have his way. He took her to his nearby dilapidated shanty full of uncleaned food wrappers etc. Once she arrived there she sobered up a bit and tried to slow things down. Miguel continued to kiss her, biting her lips while rubbing her nipples through the sheer material of her dress. She felt so hot and flashes of Jo-Jo’s lust filled eyes filled her mind and added to her heat. “What happened to my panties?” she asked him as he spread her legs. Miguel laughed, “I think they’re on my floor.” Miguel began rubbing her pussy again leaving her panting, weak and wet. Between his kisses and insistent fingering Miguel brought her off twice before insisting on a blow job. She resisted half-heartedly and after just a few moments she found herself kneeling before him while he sat on a salvaged old thrown away couch. She was gagging on his cock, a thickly veined long tube for well muscled tall teenager that she found hard to swallow. Miguel was not a patient man and soon was soon grabbing her hair and forcing his cock into her throat. As her behavior became more and more subservient Miguel became more aggressive. “Ha, the little bitch is going to be my shit receptacle, what a slut to impregnate like all other decent ladies older than me!!” Clarissa felt the wetness in her pussy spiraling out of control as Miguel fucked her mouth. She got hornier and hornier even as she found herself struggling to breathe around his swollen tool. After about ten minutes of gagging and struggling for breath Miguel established a rhythm, filling her throat with meat, holding her nose into his pubic hairs for a long moment and then pulling out of her throat slowly. Clarissa’s pussy flared with passion at each thrust as she swallowed his meat over and over again. “I can’t believe how slutty I am tonight,” she thought, “His cock tastes incredible. I have to do something soon or he’ll be fucking me silly.” She then began massaging his sack, hoping he would cum and spare her the humiliation of giving up her cunt. “He’s such an arrogant pig, he’d tell everyone in the neighborhood. I could never live down being boned by him.” Miguel then shifted his position, pulling the little police officer onto the couch so she was squatting over his face with her mouth still on his cock. This position forced her to spread her legs. He then began thrusting his fat fingers into her sopping wet pussy over and over again. “Guh… Guh… Oooh!” She tried to protest but the throat fuck prevented anything but obedience. Miguel then licked at her clit while searching again for her hot spot with his fingers. Clarissa gave a soft moan of desperation as his fat finger rubbed her G- spot, tapping it as he sucked and licked her clit. She felt her legs spreading wider and her hips thrusting downwards to allow Miguel full access to her box. She closed her eyes and was shocked to find herself envisioning Jo-Jo’s long black fingers spearing her cunt while his big lips massager her swollen clit. This vision, in concert with Miguel’s cock thrusting into her throat and his demanding fingers and tongue sent her over the edge into an another orgasm. “That’s it, my little Puta! Come with your Daddy’s cock in your mouth!” She yelped around the fat dick in her mouth as the pleasure spread from her hot twat through her body, leaving her nipples hard and tingling. She was lost in a haze of lust and when he turned her over on the couch and demanded that she spread her legs for him so he could mount her she could not even resist. Moments later his demanding mouth found her cock bruised lips while her pussy enjoyed his fat brusque cock. Miguel rammed himself into her, eliciting a short yelp and a then a soft low moan. He filled her pussy up so well she could hardly stand it. “You like my sausage Clarissa?” Miguel asked as he pushed himself a little deeper into her already stretched box. She groaned in response as he began thrusting in and out of her rending whatever was left of her once intact hymen. He whispered in her ear as he fucked her. “Your such a hot little slut Clarissa. You like my big cock? Are you my slut?” Clarissa felt a rush of anger at him. Bastard! She thought I’m not some whore, like those other tramps he fucks. He began sucking and biting her nipples; the pleasure was so intense she closed her eyes, “big mistake” she thought as Jo-Jo once again flashed before her eyes. A vision of him mounting her pussy, thrusting into it while he licked her nipples brought her right to the edge of another orgasm. She thrust her hips up to meet his cock as her pussy clamped down on Miguel’s throbbing dick. Miguel sensing he was going to push her over the edge again stopped. He withdrew his cock to the head and said, “I asked you a question. SLUT!” then he thrust his fat stalk into her quivering pussy as if to punctuate his statement. Clarissa gave a scream of pleasure and began to buck her hips against his dick trying to attain her climax. Miguel grabbed her by the hair and roughly pulled her lips to his while pulling his cock out again. “Kiss me slut, kiss your fuck daddy.” She looked into his eyes, eyes filled with lust and distain. “Nnnuhh, nunnuh… nooo…” she moaned. “Don’t make me… Don’t keep taking it out like that. I’m so close.” Miguel sank his cockhead back into the mouth of her pussy. “Then kiss me and tell me whose slut you are.” She felt his fat cock head in her and tried to buck her pussy upwards on to the hot meat inspite of feeling the strain in her hips just to get the cockhead touching her pussy lips. In desperation she kissed him deeply hoping he would be satisfied with her need for him. Anger flashed in his eyes at her defiance. “Ok slut we do it my favorite way!” He thrust his meat into her cunt, she moaned gratefully, and then he stopped. “You need to know whose boss here and Miguel will show you.” With that he began a slow rocking motion punctuating each downward movement with a hard slap on her tit. She gave a short scream, first of pleasure then pain. “Slap!” Clarissa cried out. “Fucking Bastard! Oh shit! Ouch!” Then thrust. “Oh yeah.” “Slap!” “Owwwha…” Then thrust. “Oh yes so good.” “Slap!” “Ouch! Stop it!” She covered her breast protectively unable to stop Miguel’s torture of her without giving up the pleasure of his cock. “Whose slut are you bitch? Do you love the cock?” He pulled her left hand away from her tit, she covered it with her right and gave her a resounding smack on the uncovered right breast while thrusting as hard as he could. “OH FUUUCK IT!” Clarissa screamed dazed with the fire in her titty and the heat in her pussy. She covered both breasts, resisting his attempt to punish her. A sharp slap across the face accompanied the next deep fuck thrust. The sharp blow, more humiliating than painful, stunned Clarissa as did the huge orgasm she felt coming from her sopping wet cunt. She could feel her will slipping away with each punishing slap and thrust. Another thrust and another slap brought her first ever encounter with Jo-Jo back into her mind. It was so vivid she gasped, Jo-Jo was slapping one of his whores in an alley, holding her cum covered panties in one hand and making her admit she was his bitch. Now Miguel was doing the same to her! Another thrust and she felt the sharp slap followed by a voice she did not recognize. It was high pitched, whining and pleading, “Oh fuck it’s so good! I’m your slut! I’M YOUR SLUT!! Please fuck my pussy! I love it! PLEEEEZE!!” Miguel began banging at her cunt driving her orgasm higher and higher then suddenly stopped leering at her with a wicked grin. Clarissa bucked hard up and down so as just to continue feeling the imminent orgasm again welling up in her. Her hips waist and torso is tiring out in pain from the prostaglandin in her veins produced by the strain but still continued for the pleasure mixed with shame, she realized she was begging the rough kid for his dick while announcing she was his slut. “That’s it bitch, you’re my slut now!” Miguel then turned her over and fucked her pussy from behind stopping again a little later so she was the one once fucking him by bucking up her butt behind her just to impale herself to his unwashed filthy spear. He occasionally spanked hard at her wobbly butt, then grabbed an pinched her nipples very hard while reaming circularly her cunt like a dog. She felt humiliated and horny; his cock was so good! She came again and again answering his demands. “You my ho?” “Oh yes, YES! I am your whore! Fuck your whore!” Then he said, “I’m ready bitch, time for your dessert.” He spun her limp form around and thrust his wet slippery tool back into her mouth. She sucked and licked it knowing he would come soon and end her humiliation. She wasn’t shocked when he held her head forcing her to take his load in her mouth. “Swallow your daddy’s load bitch, drink it down.” A quick slap at her titty combined with a well-timed thrust insured that she took the cum in her mouth and throat. Salty thick & viscous she found that the taste was unpleasant at first but the feeling of humiliation and degradation aroused her more for the smelly ejaculation. Another flash of Jo-Jo’s leering gaze and she wonder what his come tasted like. This thought revolting though it was gave her another sharp climax leaving her to weak to move. She swallowed weakly, licking the cock in her mouth clean. “Finally she thought, “It’s over… I just never have to see him again. I can’t believe I gave this pig my pussy.” But Miguel had other ideas. He pushed her onto her back and grabbed her ankles. “Oh my God it’s still hard!” He pushed his slick cock back into her welcoming cunt. “I can’t believe it’s still wet, I am such a slut” A few stroke later he placed her legs behind her head and pushed the fat cock-head up against her tight pink anus. “No way! That’s disgusting. Stop it!” she yelled. Clarissa saw stars for a moment from the slap to her cheek and then gave a shrill scream, “It’s to big!! Ooh stop! It hurts! Stop it, OOOOOHHHHFFFFF!” Clarissa felt his cock head pressing against her tight inner ring while his fingers pinched her clit then pulled at it sporadically. She could not stop her hips from bucking upwards with each pinch and pull. Suddenly her anus surrendered to the fat organ, she felt him slide deep into her ass. The sense of pain changed slowly over then next few minutes to one of incredible fullness. While Miguel waited for her tightly stretched ass to adjust to his member he ruthlessly fingered her excited twat, rubbing urgently at her swollen clitoris then poking at the small urinary hole just below the clit. Soon he sensed she was ready to be ass fucked as her juice just overflowed out of her pussy. Over the next hour and a half the other slum dwellers were heard again the sounds of Clarissa but this time alternately screaming in pain or begging her fuck daddy to, “Just leave it there! Oh my god, it’s in my ass! Stop! PLEEEZE daddy, PLEEZE!!” She completely lost control when he flipped her over on to her hands and knees and mounted her ass from behind, her anus was well stretched by this point and she spent the next half hour screaming for him to fuck her harder and eventually begging for his cum. He repeatedly fucked her ass, pussy, mouth and inserted his different rough fingers to her pissing hole throughout the next three hours. When it was almost dawn when he let her go but took her wallet with all her money in it. She was not fully dressed when she hailed a cab for a ride home. Upon arriving at her apartment building she discovered she just realized then she had no money, and the dark skinned tattooed lady-hustler taxi driver who looked like an ex-convict fresh out of prison was oggling at the backseat at her one nipple not sufficiently covered by her dress as she put in on in hastily just to get away harriedly. His dick was hardening as he expertly picked up the scent of a woman whose cunt was oozing nectar and noticed her exposed white milky legs, face and hair wet with what seemed like gleaming sweat but was actually mixed with cum……
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