u/CD_Damsel_Penelope

The story I am about to tell you is a continuation of my last two series "Getting Caught Being Naughty" and "Stuck in the Spider's Net" in which I describe my journey from being caught crossdressing by a group of people, being forced to satisfy their depraved sexual needs and finally become a sex worker for them, from doing online stuff and escorting to working in a brothel and in the end doing tricks on the street too. As this series will connect directly to these two series I suggest you read them first before starting this one.

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When I returned home from working in Toni's brothel for a week and then having to walk home a few miles from there on my high heels and being dressed like a cheap hooker, I was just glad to have survived all of it in one piece. There have been several times during the last week I wasn't sure I would get back to my apartment ever again or even be killed somehow.

 

The feeling of being thankful overwhelmed me so far that tears were streaming down my cheeks and I silently cried kneeling on the floor right next to the entrance. Even though Ali and his friends had taken over every aspect of my life and forced me to do unspeakable things in my own apartment, which wasn’t even mine anymore, I somewhat had a sense of safety within my home. I was under the illusion that I could at least control a few things within these walls, compared to being completely controlled by someone else at Toni's.

 

I saw Mo was fast asleep in our bed and didn't wake up when I came home, so I tried to stay quiet and get out of my filthy clothes first. Thank god they didn't lock my shoes in place because I needed to get rid of them as soon as possible. My feet hurt beyond believe from walking in these impossibly high heels for miles.

 

After peeling off the rest of my sticky clothing I went to the bathroom to finally get cleaned. My body was sore in many places, so I had to be careful. Every move hurt but feeling the water run down my body let me loose some of the tension in my muscles. I spent a lot of time on the shower to get rid of all the dirt and all the things I had to live through in the past week.

 

While in the shower, the memories of the past few days kept flashing before my eyes. Even though I was practically a sex worker and e-girl before, the life in the brothel was completely different and fucked up my mind with a lasting effect. In the basement I saw the abyss, I saw hell on earth and knew I had to make sure to never have to go back there again. My only option was to do everything I could to avoid being sent there ever again and be one of those poor creatures that had to serve Toni and his perverted clientele.

 

After finishing in the bathroom I put on panties and a shirt and slipped into the bed next to Mo. I was so tired that I fell asleep immediately.

 

In the morning, I was woken up by Mo who was spooning me in bed and pressing his hard dick into my still slippery sissy pussy. He must have done that while I was still sleeping. He grabbed my hip from behind and pushed himself into me with one slow motion forward. I could feel his hot breath in my ear while he started to get into a steady rhythm. I didn't move a bit and pretended I was still sleeping. It didn't take him very long to shoot his load into me. I guess he must have missed fucking me on a regular basis.

 

Trying to hold in his sperm, I got up shortly after he left the room to clean myself and brush my teeth. I asked him to remove my chastity cage to clean underneath but he just said no. Then he ordered me to fix him some breakfast and start with my household duties.

 

"You're lucky because we decided to let you rest today and tomorrow to allow your body to heal. This gives you the opportunity to clean the whole apartment thoroughly. It got a bit dirty while you were away"

 

He made it sound like I was on vacation, but I knew better than to argue with him. Everything is better than working for Toni with the constant threat of getting sent to the basement indefinitely.

 

To be continued…….

When I wanted to cross the bridge, I saw a police car following me. It drove right next to me and stopped. An officer stepped out of the car and walked towards me. My heart was pounding heavily because I didn’t want to get in trouble with the police dressed en femme.

 

He was a tall man in his forties with a moustache. He was checking my ID and asked me what I was doing here alone at this time of day. I told the cop that i was just on my way home from a party and he immediately smiled at that remark.

 

"I bet you were partying all night, like you just did with those two guys in the parking lot, right? I hope you're aware that this was solicitation and that solicitation is not allowed in the zone you were in before. I will have to arrest you for that."

 

He caught me completely off guard so I said, "please Sir, I didn't know that. Are you sure we cannot work out something else? I can't go to jail"

 

He just laughed, while his partner now approached us and said,

 

"What's the matter here. Is this bitch causing problems?"

 

"We will see about that."

 

In a swift motion the cop threw me to the ground, pressed me down with his knee in my back and my right hand twisted back painfully, which made me cry out loud. Then his partner put handcuffs on my wrists and they stood me up. This violence wasn't necessary at all but I think it gave them some enjoyment to do that. Standing in front of the two men they turned me around and pressed my body into the rail on the side of the bridge looking down onto the water.

 

I felt the hand of one guy touching me between my legs. He soon found my cage and immediately started to squeeze my balls which hurt a lot

 

"Haha now it all makes sense. We found ourselves a tranny whore and she’s afraid that a jail experience might not turn out in a favourable way. Let's see what she would be willing to give us for not arresting her."

 

I had to swallow but finally calmed down a little. The guys put me on the backseat of their patrol car without reporting it over the radio and asked me what i had in mind to avoid getting arrested. That meant there was still a chance for me to not be thrown into jail dressed like I was.

 

They went on to tease me about how gurls like me were treated in jail and that I could look forward to be every man's bitch in there. I was getting very nervous now because I obviously didn't want that to happen to me. To my surprise one of the cops then showed me a picture of myself on OF.

 

"That's you right, bitch? Seems like you’re some kind of porn starlet, but you still work the streets?"

 

I didn't answer and just looked down in sheer embarrassment.

 

"Please Sir. I will do anything if you let me go."

 

"Well. Fucking an OF-whore like you may be fun and I may know just the right place for that."

 

So, we drove off to a place I didn't know where I was to be defiled by two horny policemen. What a fucking nightmare of a day.

 

After a short drive we entered a junk yard. The cops greeted the man standing next to the entrance. They clearly knew the guard so they turned the car around and parked it behind a big pile of scrap metal. They pulled me out of the car but left the cuffs on me. Next, I was pushed down to my knees and had to look up at the two men.

 

One guy stepped up so far that his feet where right and left of my thighs, practically standing above me. He pulled my face into his crotch and told me to take a big breath to inhale his aroma. Then he opened his pants and rubbed his cock and balls against my face. He didn't wait much and stuck his dick into my mouth unceremoniously while he pushed until he hit the back of my throat.

 

After pulling out almost entirely, he pushed back in further then before and started fucking my face slowly at first. With every thrust he picked up pace and fucked me faster. He pushed into my throat furiously now and all I could do was try to keep breathing and stay in balance, kneeling between his legs.

 

At one point he suddenly pulled out, pushed me off and told his partner that it was his turn now. The other guy then repeated what was done to me by the first cop for a few minutes. I could tell that both men were extremely horny and that this was the reason they were so pushy, but at the same time they wanted to enjoy abusing me so they prolonged the experience as much as possible.

 

After the second guy pulled his dick out of my throat I was picked up and had to stand with straight legs, but bent over at the waist and with my arms still cuffed behind my back, lying over the hood of their car. One of the guys then ripped off my panties and pushed his dick into my bussy in one forceful thrust, which made me gasp.

 

Fortunately, my hole was already worn out and lubed pretty good from all the fucking I received that day. The two men took turns in my ass while slapping my ass and back repeatedly. Occasionally one guy would spit into my face and degrade me verbally.

 

To finish abusing my body they turned me a little and spit roasted my standing up. I was turned around from time to time so they could switch my holes between them. I knew this couldn't go on for much longer when I felt them tensing up a little and picking up pace while digging their fingers deep into my flesh.

 

In the end they both shot their loads into my body and then pushed me down to the ground.

 

"That was nice. I needed a fuck like that. You can see she's a pro by how she took the pounding without complaining."

 

The next thing the cop did scared my shitless. He pulled out his gun, ordered me to kneel in front of him, pushed the gun into my mouth and took the safety catch off. It was like some mob executions I knew from movies. I was shaking in panic, convinced I would die here and my body would be disposed of somewhere on the junk yard.

 

I tried to plead and beg for mercy but the policeman just laughed at my face. He shouted that I should shut the fuck up and then pulled the trigger. A shock ran through my body in anticipation of the bullet going through my head, while I closed my eyes but nothing happened.

 

Obviously, the gun wasn't loaded and there was only a click instead of a gun shot, but that was enough for me to lose control over my bladder and I pissed myself in front of these cruel Individuals. They just laughed at me when they realized this and made fun of me. I was now mentally completely broke but thankfully still alive.

 

"We are going to let you get away this time, because you're a damn good fuck, but remember this moment when you think about ratting us out. You are only living because we let you live. Don’t forget that bitch."

 

Next, they took off the handcuffs, tossed me my purse, entered their car and drove off without another word. They just left me kneeling on the dirty ground in the middle of a junk yard.

 

I knew that I had to pick myself up and leave the premises as fast as I could before the guard got any ideas on what to do with me. Fortunately, I was able to just leave the yard without a problem and resumed my way back to my apartment. My left leg was slightly injured from the treatment I received from the cops, so I limped.

 

My clothes were clearly not in order anymore. I had no panties and my legs and heels were wet from pissing myself. After being manhandled and fucked multiple times throughout the whole day, my body and especially my anus hurt a lot. My mind was numb after what sick game the cops played with me a few minutes ago.

 

All in all I was just a wreck mentally and physically. Luckily there were almost no people on the streets at this time anymore. The few times I did actually meet someone on the rest of my way home, they would look at me in disgust, but in my actual state I didn't even care about that anymore. Even though I could only walk slowly being on these heels the whole day, I was able to finish my journey back to my apartment eventually.

 

End of this part of my story.

 

I will continue to write a sequel under an new title soon, if you guys are interested.