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Detective's Blues - Chapter 3
By Joeshmoe547
Wednesday, June 30, 2001
I lost track of time while I was trapped in the trunk. At
first I could heard the sounds of traffic and the tooting
of horns to indicate that we where still in the city.
Gradually our speed picked up and the city noises faded
behind us. In all the years that I had been a practicing
private detective, this was by far the weirdest caper I had
ever been involved in. I'd been trapped in Janet
Washington's curvy body, and now I was locked in the trunk
of my employee's car. James had discovered that Janet had
been leaking confidential information to someone on the
outside, but what he didn't know was that me, not Janet,
was now inside of this curvy female body. I could only
guess what he had in store for 'Janet'.
It was hot and stuffy inside the trunk, and I had a hard
time breathing. Just when I thought that I might suffocate,
the car finally came to a stop and the lid was opened. I
blinked and rubbed my eyes, unused to the bright sunshine
after being locked in the dark. Two sets of arms reached in
and pulled me out. I looked them over as they allowed my
eyes to become accustomed to the light. They were both
built like professional boxers, with muscles on their
muscles. They towered over my slight female form, and I
knew that fighting my way out was out of the question.
I looked up at their faces and I had to rub my eyes again.
Was I seeing double? I removed my hands from my eyes but I
still saw two of James. Except for their clothes, the two
men were carbon copies of one another. The one on the left
wore a dark suit, while the one on the right wore a light
colored suit. Had the heat baked my brain?
The James on the right laughed and said, "No, you're not
seeing things, this is my twin brother Jim, from
Cincinnati. I told him things were going nuts around here,
and he came back home to help out."
Before I could collect my thoughts, they grabbed my arms,
and hustled me inside of the abandoned building that they
had parked in front of. We entered what looked like an old
garage, with junk, an old dirty mattress and car parts
strewn about the place. Jim switched on the lights while
James walked me toward the center of the room where a chain
with a hook at the end hung down from the ceiling.
"Why are you doing this?" I asked with panic in my voice,
"What do you want?"
"I'll ask the questions here! Now shut up and take off that
dress, you traitorous little bitch!" James ordered.
I hesitated for a moment, so with a snarl he grabbed the
neckline and yanked, causing buttons to pop off in all
directions. I meekly removed what remained of my dress. He
pulled a pair of handcuffs from his pocket and cuffed my
hands in front of me. My hands were pulled above my head
and hung on the hook. He stood back to take a look at his
handy work.
There I was, my arms secured above me, dressed only in my
scandalous feminine lingerie. I stood on my tiptoes in my
high heels as the two men looked me over. I was already
shaken by my ride in the trunk, and now being at the mercy
of these two angry black males only frightened me more. I
could only guess what they had in store for me. I only knew
that I was being made to suffer for the sins committed by
Janet.
"I know that you lied to me, and I don't like it," said
James as he proceeded to unbuckle his belt and pull it off.
"I'm going to give you a chance to come clean, but if you
lie to me again you are going to be sorry."
"But I didn't lie to you, James!" I cried. I didn't know
what else to say.
"What?!? Do you think I'm stupid? That was a lie, and now
you're gonna get it!" he shouted. He pulled his arm back
and swung his belt at me, cracking me across the buttocks.
I screamed as I felt the searing pain, and tears sprang to
my eyes. James sneered at the tears running down my face,
and swung his arm again. Again the belt cracked across my
butt, and I pleaded with him to stop.
He stepped closer and said, "I'll take it easy on you if
you tell me what I want." He pinched my nipples and twisted
them, causing electric shocks that seemed to go straight to
my vagina. "Doesn't that feel good, baby?" he whispered.
"There's only two things I want to know. Where is Herndon,
and what has he done with Bill Richmond? You can do that
for me, can't you?" He continued to roll my nipples between
his fingers, and I had a hard time getting my answer out.
The combination of pleasure and pain made it hard to think.
It was clear to me that I would have to speak from Janet's
point of view. Not only would they probably not believe me
if I told them I was Bill Richmond, but more than likely
they would spank my ass more for telling them such an
outlandish tale. "I spent the night at Richmond's house," I
gasped. "He was gone when I woke up."
"I think you're lying again, Janet."
He lifted his arm to deliver another blow, but I stopped
him when I quickly replied, "He left a note on my desk at
work! He got to the office ahead of me, and I don't know
where he went after that!" I didn't bother to tell him that
it was actually Janet who had left that note.
He stood there for a moment and thought about what I had
told him, and I guess he believed me because he switched
subjects. "What about Herndon?" he asked.
"I'm not sure where he is," I answered truthfully. This was
not what James had wanted to hear. He stepped back and
lifted his belt once again.
"I believe you don't know where Richmond is, but I think
you just lied about Herndon!" stated James. "If I were you,
I'd think before I opened that pretty mouth, because you're
going to get punished for every incorrect answer!" I closed
my eyes as he swung again. The smack of the belt as it hit
my ass was loud, but the yelp, which followed was louder.
Two more blows struck in quick succession, eliciting two
more yelps. "Now tell me, where does he live?"
With tears of pain and frustration streaming down my face,
I again replied, "I don't know where he is!"
Only Janet knew the answers to their questions. James
pulled back his arm and was getting ready to swing again
when his brother spoke up for the first time. "Let me smack
that fine ass too, bro!"
James handed him the belt and Jim took it with a smile on
his handsome face. He approached me and slowly looked me
over. To Jim he said, "You weren't kidding when you said
she was a hottie!"
He softly ran his hands over my body, and pulled my panties
down until they were just under the round globes of my
buttocks. He stroked and squeezed my bare ass as he
whispered in my ear, "You are so fine, baby. You and I are
going to get to know each other real well tonight! Now get
ready for the ass whippin' that you so richly deserve!"
With that said, he stepped back and proceeded to tan my
ass. Blow after blow fell on my defenseless backside. I
frantically moved my hips from side to side in an effort to
dodge, but Jim hit the target regardless. The panties
gradually fell until they were around my ankles as I danced
on the end of the chain. After about ten I lost count of
how many lashes I received.
James finally called a stop, and I hung from the chain, my
ass on fire. "My brother seems to enjoy beating your ass,
Janet. If I were you, I would tell us where he is!" In a
panic, I thought quickly. The address on Janet's driver's
license matched the address in the little black book I'd
discovered in her desk. According to Janet's diary,
Charlie, whoever he was, was connected with Herndon. Even
if he wasn't, they still might stop whipping my ass long
enough to check it out.
"The last time I saw him he was staying at Charlie's place.
The address is in my purse," I gasped desperately. "It's
still in the trunk." I rested while Jim went to look. He
came back with the purse and handed it to his brother.
James emptied it on the floor and immediately pounced on
the Polaroid's.
He thumbed through them, then showed them to his brother.
"See what I told you Jim? This bitch loves to get freaky!
Look, she's even got one of her sucking my dick!" Damn
those photos!
"Here we go! An address book!" He walked over to me, slowly
leafing through the pages. "Which one is it? I don't see
his name."
"Charlie," I gasped, "The Mclean address."
"That figures," said James. "These sons of bitches always
hide in respectable areas where there's no cops." He turned
to his brother and said, "I'm going to go check this out. I
want you to keep Janet occupied while I'm gone," he said
with a wink. His brother grinned and said goodbye as James
walked to the car. Jim then turned his attention back to
me. I noticed he still held the belt in his hand.
"Honey, you have one hot body!" he said, lust written all
over his face. I suppose that seeing me hanging from the
chain dressed in garter belt and stockings, my tiny bikini
panties around my ankles and a shelf bra that seemed to
offer my breasts to him turned him on. He walked closer and
ran his hands over my skin, slowly stroking my curves.
"Sweetie pie," he whispered into my ear, "we can do this
the easy way or the hard way. Easy means you do whatever I
ask, no matter what. Hard means I beat your ass with this
belt until you beg to do what I want. Which will it be?"
I hesitated a moment too long. With an evil grin, he
stepped back and cracked the belt across my ass again. Not
having too many choices, I opted for the easy way. "I'll be
good!" I cried.
His strong hand wiped the tears from my eyes then drifted
down to cup my chin. He lifted my head and looked deep into
my tear filled eyes.
He whispered, "I know you will, baby!" just before his lips
met mine. His tongue dipped between my lips and I hungrily
accepted it. Deep inside, I knew he was right. I wanted,
needed to please this man. I didn't know why, but it just
felt so right to bow to his whims.
He pulled up my panties and lifted the handcuffs from the
hook at the end of the chain. My knees were too weak to
support me, so with his arm around my waist, he helped me
over to the mattress lying in the corner. I gingerly sat
down as Jim pulled a set of keys from his pocket. He
unlocked one cuff, and picked up a chain lying on the
floor. He cuffed me to the chain by my left wrist. The
chain, or maybe I should say leash, was ten or twelve feet
long, secured to an eyebolt sunken into the concrete floor.
I watched as Jim removed his jacket and retrieved two cold
beers from a cooler I hadn't noticed before. Beside the
cooler lay a boom box, and he turned it on. Soft music
echoed through the empty building. I gratefully accepted
the beer when he offered it to me and took a long pull. He
sat beside me and popped the top of his can. As he drank
his beer, I studied him closely. He and James were truly
identical twins. He was an almost perfect copy of his
brother. The same handsome, masculine face, the same
sculpted muscular body.
After he'd wet his whistle, he turned his attention towards
me. "Come sit closer, girl," he said softly, a sly smile on
his face. I hesitated, uneasy of the idea of getting too
close to this dominating male. I'm not sure what frightened
me the more, what he might do to me if I disobeyed, or what
my weak, traitorous female body might demand of me if I did
move closer as he wanted. But before I could resolve this
inner struggle, Jim looped his brawny arm around my waist
and pulled me tight against him.
At first he was content to just sit there, his warm hand
stroking the bare skin of my back as he finished his beer.
After being stuffed in a trunk, tied up and spanked with a
belt, sitting on the dirty mattress with Jim as he gently
caressed my skin was heaven. Utterly exhausted by what I
had been put through, I surrendered to his tender mercies
and rested my weary head on his strong shoulder.
I shivered as his hand stroked my back, and a soft moan
escaped my lips when he began to massage my shoulders and
neck. "I'm sorry we had to get so rough with you honey", he
murmured. "But James needed the information that you were
withholding."
I mumbled an unintelligible reply and sighed deeply as he
continued to work my stress tightened muscles. I was putty
in his hands, and deep inside I knew that I would do
anything that he asked me.
He tossed the empty can to the side, and turned his full
attention to me. He rested his free hand on my thigh as his
lips began to cover my face with soft kisses. The hand on
my thigh roamed upwards, over my flat belly to my breasts.
His strong hands pinched and pulled at my sensitive
nipples, evoking a low moan from deep inside of me. His
lips moved down to my neck, raising goose bumps as they
danced across my skin. I shivered as he nibbled on my
earlobe, and I realized just how much my body wanted to
make love to this man. My mind may have once inhabited a
male body, but the needs of the female one I now inhabited
overrode any misgivings of my male psyche. My free hand
stroked the hard thigh pressed tight against mine.
"You're so beautiful, baby," he whispered into my ear. "I
knew from the moment I saw you that I had to have you." I
drank in his compliments, my mind swirling from the
sensations running through my borrowed body. I shouldn't
have been enjoying this, but his touch, his masculine
scent, and the sweet words he spoke into my ear were like
gasoline on a fire. I turned my head to face him and our
lips met, his tongue invading my mouth. We slowly kissed,
nibbling at each other's lips as he held me tight. He was
taking it slow and working me into lather. I moved my hand
to his inner thigh and felt his penis, which was running
down his pants leg. I softly stroked its outline as it
inflated.
"You want it, don't you, baby," he whispered in my ear.
"You want me to make love to you."
"No," I lied.
He smiled, and kissed me again. "Unbutton my shirt," he
demanded. I complied, pulling the shirttails from his pants
and undoing the buttons one by one. I couldn't resist
sliding my hand inside of his open shirt and running it
over his bare chest. He rose to his feet and turned towards
me. "On your knees!" he commanded.
I knelt on the cold concrete floor, and looked up at him.
"Take off my pants!" he said.
I quickly obeyed, unsnapping the button and pulling the
zipper down. For a man who was trapped inside of a woman's
body, I found I was entirely too eager to remove Jim's
pants. I pulled them down around his ankles and looked up.
He wasn't wearing any underwear, and he stood naked before
me, the statue of David carved from ebony. He was indeed
James' identical twin, his penis every bit as large and
impressive as his brother's was.
Stepping out of his pants, I noticed his socks were still
on his feet. I pulled them down his ankles and off when he
lifted his foot. I looked up from his feet, past his erect
penis and into his handsome face.
He said to me, "I know you want me just as badly as I want
you. But I want you to prove it. I want you to kiss my
feet."
I knew that he wasn't asking. It was an order. As I bent at
the waist and brought my lips to his feet, I tried to
convince myself I was doing it to avoid another spanking.
But deep inside, I knew that I craved this man's penis and
nothing I could do would change the way things were. I
slowly kissed his feet, admitting to his dominance.
"That's enough, honey," he whispered, and I lifted my head.
His penis pointed straight at me. Without thinking, I
leaned forward and kissed the large flanged head, then
looked up again into his face. He pulled me to my feet and
kissed me passionately, sending his tongue deep into my
mouth. I sucked on it as he pushed my panties down until
they fell around my ankles once again. I kicked them off
and looped my arms around his strong neck, holding his head
as I kissed him back.
He grabbed my sore ass in both hands and picked me up, and
I wrapped my legs around his waist. We never stopped
kissing as he laid me down on the mattress. My legs spread
wide like they had a mind of their own. One hand held the
back of his head as I passionately returned his kiss, while
the other reached down and took his large penis in my small
hand. It was hot to the touch and hard as steel. I
positioned it between the lips of my vagina, and he did the
rest, slowly pumping his hips as he worked his way inside
of me. I looked into his eyes as he inched his way in, and
he smiled as I groaned and whimpered beneath him. I could
feel my internal tissues stretching to accommodate his
long, fat penis, and the friction was driving me wild. Soon
it was all the way inside of me, his pubic bone crushing my
clitoris.
Resting his weight on his elbows, he started a grinding
motion, and all I could do was gasp and moan as he thrust
his cock into my pussy. My hands grabbed his ass and my
legs wrapped around his waist as I started to cum. He
pounded me like a machine and I writhed beneath him,
franticly moving my hips in time with his. My orgasms went
off like a string of firecrackers, each one stronger than
the one before.
After what seemed like an eternity of pleasure, Jim started
to grunt, and I could feel his cock twitch deep inside of
me as he sprayed my womb with his semen. His hips slowed
their motion and finally stopped. I basked in the afterglow
of the orgasms he had given me, laying beneath him with his
spent cock still imbedded inside of me. I felt like a cat
after it has just drank a large bowl of cream. My body
seemed to purr, happy and content that it's appetite for
sex had at least momentarily been sated. I caressed his
back and softly kissed his chest, feeling safe and
comforted by his large male form lying on top of mine.
He finally rolled off of me onto his back. I rolled onto my
side facing him and snuggled against him, my head on his
chest. I ran my free hand over his body, caressing his dark
skin. His tight, muscular male body would never have
affected me this way when I was in my male form. Now that I
was a female, I couldn't get enough of it. My thoughts
drifted as I explored his body with my hand. Some how, my
mind had been placed in Janet's body, but her body seemed
to retain movements and mannerisms that where unique to
Janet.
I touched and lightly pinched both of his nipples. My
fingers glided over his washboard stomach, teasing the
trail of hair leading down. I signed my name like her,
walked and talked like her. I dipped my finger in his
navel, then slid my hand lower into his thick patch of
pubic hair. I'd even adopted her submissive personality, as
well as her sex drive, which was geared towards men. My
former predisposition towards women seemed to have been
left in my other body. My hand found its way between his
legs and tickled his balls.
I grasped the base of his penis, still slick with our
combined juices. Jim put a hand on top of my head and
pushed, urging me down towards his crotch. I understood
what he wanted, and curiously, I found that I wanted it as
well. I knelt between his legs so that I was face to face
with his penis. I wondered how Janet was faring in my body.
Was she only attracted to females, as I once was?
I brought his cum coated penis to my lips and I licked it
like an ice cream cone. He groaned as his penis inflated in
my hand. I made sure to clean every drop of semen off of
him, and then I engulfed him in my mouth. I was only able
to take in part of his huge cock, so I jerked the lower
half in time with my bobbing head. His legs jerked and his
stomach convulsed as he got closer and closer to his
climax. I began to stroke and suck faster. My hard work
paid its rich dividend when his cock began to spew into my
eager mouth, coating my tongue with his sperm. I swallowed
every drop. Ron had been breakfast, Lt. Lorton had been
lunch, and now Jim had served up my dinner.
I got up and walked over to the cooler to get myself
another beer. The windows were dark, indicating that the
sun had set. I had lost track of time during this surreal
day. By the time I had returned to the mattress, Jim was
softly snoring. I heard a car pull up outside, and I sat
down on the mattress to wait for James. I hoped he had
found what he had wanted; my ass was sore enough.
He came in with another six-pack of beer and a small bag of
groceries. He saw me sitting on the mattress with my
panties on the floor nearby and grinned. "Did Jim take good
care of you?" he asked.
"Yes," I said, watching as he put the food and beer into
the cooler. He then started to get undressed. He took off
his shirt, pants and boxers, revealing his buff body. As he
walked towards me with a smile and a rising erection.
I thought to myself "It's going to be a long night!"
END OF CHAPTER THREE
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