1. Policewomen: Trina's Inferno


    Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Death, Extreme, Horror, Male Domination, Murder, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Snuff, Torture, Violence, Voyeurism, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 82.4, Source: sexstories.com

    He was running in the half-marathon, they spoke afterward, exchanged numbers. They’ve texted and kept in touch since, arranging this little date night. It’s been nearly a year since Trina got any sexual attention from someone other than herself. She couldn’t wait to rip off her friend’s clothes, go to her knees and suck and slobber all over his glorious cock. “Mmmm,” she moaned, a little louder than she wanted. “Ulysses,” she whispered his name, right before an orgasm overtook her. Her body tensed up in the shower, she struggled to keep quiet. Richie was outside the bathroom door, his ear pressed against it, listening to his mother. When she cut off the shower, he left the room, careful to leave her bedroom door cracked just enough to afford him a view of her naked body. He’d been doing this for years, perfecting his spying techniques. Lately though, guilt had been catching up to him. He vowed that after tonight, after watching his beautiful mother have sex, he would stop. Deep down he knew that was a lie. After an hour at the shooting range, Trina called her sister, Kelly, who was also a police officer. Trina was often envious of Kelly. She patrolled closer to downtown and was rarely bored. Sitting at a stop light, on her way home, Trina chatted with Kelly. “I’m not telling you any more about him. Sorry,” she smiled. “Please?” Kelly pleaded. “Nope. He’s my little secret friend,” Trina joked. “Fine. At least tell me a little how it goes tonight,” Kelly said. “Sure. If ...
    there’s anything to tell.” “Well from what you’ve said so far, it sounds like it’s a no brainer that you two will go out, and go home for a nice evening of naughty fun,” Kelly said. “Probably!” “Ugh. Whatever. Anyway how is Richie? Still spying on you?” Kelly asked of her nephew. Trina sighed. “I think so. I have my suspicions. Maybe it’s just a phase.” “Seems like more than just a phase. He’s 18. I could see a 14, 15, or even 16 year old doing it for giggles or curiosity, but at 18? I figured he’d focus on leaving for college or moving out,” Kelly reasoned. “Yes, well, maybe,” Trina said, not totally comfortable talking about it. “Have you said anything to him?” “No. Too awkward. I figured I need to spend more time with him. Just not sure when or how yet.” “Yep. Anyway, I better get ready for my shift. Maybe I’ll catch whoever is robbing these sperm banks lately,” Kelly said. “Hah, I forgot about that.” “Yep, all the sperm banks in Miami, wiped clean,” Kelly said. “No pun intended.” Trina chuckled. “I wonder what they are doing with it?” “No idea. But we think it’s a guy and it’s an inside job.” “Weirdos,” Trina sighed. They ended their call, Trina arrived home. She smiled thinking about her evening again. She checked her long caramel colored hair in the mirror, her blue eyes smiling back at her. “It’s going to be a great night.” * Several hours later, Trina backed into her front door, arms around Ulysses, kissing him hungrily. They had a wonderful dinner, opting to skip the movie ...