The office was half empty. Boxes were still laying around, waiting to be unpacked.
Tina opened the door and a potential client entered the room. It was a surprisingly attractive woman in her late 20's who was dressed with style. Tina could tell that the woman had money, and lots of it. The potential client didn't look like someone who needed a private investigator.
"Did you have trouble finding this place?" Tina asked.
"I used my phone app," Astrid replied.
"Of course. Please, have a seat."
Tina sat down behind her desk in the small office, and Astrid sat down in the guest seat, wasting no time and getting right to business.
"I have a job offer for you. I've done some research and I've heard you're good at this sort of thing."
Tina smiled, "You'd be my first client. This is a new business of mine, as you can see. Things aren't exactly settled in around here."
"It's your detective experience I want. I've heard about your reputation from my cousin who works in the DA's office. Why did you leave your old job, anyway? You must have been making good money."
"I spent a year in the homicide division. I'll leave it at that."
"You must have seen some ugly things," Astrid said. "This city can be a very nasty place sometimes."
Tina nodded. "You're right."
"Do you know who I am?"
"Should I?"
"My father was the biggest real estate developer in the state. He passed away a few months ago."
"I'm very sorry to hear that."
"Don't be," Astrid replied, coldly raising her eyebrow. "He left most of his assets to me. I inherited a big fortune."
Tina leaned back in her chair. She realized that Astrid was trouble. She realized that Astrid was someone who cared more about social status and wealth than anything else. Those kinds of people tend to be ruthless in their own unassuming way.
"It sounds like everything is going well for you. What brings you to my little office?"
Astrid paused for a moment. "Can you promise me that none of this will ever leave this room."
"Everything you say to me will be confidential. A big part of my job is discretion."
"What are your specialties?" Astrid replied. "What are you good at?"
"I have more experience using high-tech surveillance equipment than any other private investigator in the city. I can assure you of that. I'm also experienced in shadowing people. In other words, I can get you the information you want, and I won't get caught."
"What about undercover stuff? Are you still up for that?"
Tina nodded, not liking where the conversation was headed. "If the price is right, I can go undercover. It's got to be something legal though."
"I want to hire you. I like your background and I'd rather deal with a woman."
"Understood. What's the job?" Tina asked.
Astrid took a deep breath. "I'm being blackmailed."
There was tension in the air. Tina knew the client was in trouble, but she didn't know how much. There was a hint of fear in Astrid's eyes. Tina could sense when people were scared based on her years in law enforcement.
"Do you know the person who's doing it?" Tina asked. "Or is that something you want me to uncover?"
"I know the person. Intimately."
"Then why don't you go to the police? They'll conduct a proper investigation and this person will be sent to prison."
"I wish it was that easy," Astrid said, before turning away for a moment. "Look, this guy has information on me and he's threatening to make it public. My reputation would be totally ruined."
"What kind of information are we talking about?"
"I'd rather not say."
"It's important that you tell me. All of this will remain confidential."
Astrid rolled her eyes. "I've done some escorting work. Not the trashy kind, like on a street corner. But the high-end kind. I've done it for rich clients. Don't tell me you've never had the same fantasy?"
"I can't say that I have," Tina replied, trying not to judge. "So who's the person blackmailing you? I'm assuming it's a client who discovered your big inheritance."
Astrid paused and searched for courage. "His name is Redmond. He runs a private club which caters to certain needs that powerful people have."
"Needs, such as?"
"Do you enjoy good sex, Ms. Boyde?"
"Just answer the question."
"It's a bondage club," Astrid replied. "Redmond has the most beautiful women working there. They specialize in domination, or submission, or whatever people need to get-off. Anyway, I used to go there a lot and Redmond offered me a job. It was fun until Redmond found out about my rich father."
"And your inheritance too."
Astrid nodded. "He saw my picture in the local news, that I had inherited a small fortune. He started making innuendos about how awful it would be if everyone knew my secret. I laughed at first. Then he began making threats. I stopped going to his club. That's when he sent me a package in the mail. It was a video of me having sex at someone's home. Some asshole had recorded me."
"This happens more often than you think," Tina replied. "I've dealt with a few of these cases as a vice detective. Trust me, you're better off going to the cops. Most often, the perpetrator gets arrested, and the information is never released."
"You don't understand. If I go to the police, then his thugs are going to put videos of me all over the internet."
"Then what do you want me to do?"
"Redmond is involved with some sketchy people," Astrid stated. "You know, drug stuff. Stolen stuff."
"Is he a big player in the crime scene?"
"As far as I know, he is."
"How come I've never heard of him or this club?" Tina asked.
"The police don't know everything."
"What exactly do you want from me?"
"Find evidence that could put Redmond in prison for a long time. I could use it as leverage, you know, so he can't blackmail me anymore."
Tina shook her head in disbelief. "So you plan on blackmailing the person who's blackmailing you? That's a terrible idea."
"It's the only option I have. I've already made payments to Redmond. I won't tell you how much, but it's a lot. I thought it would make him go away, but he always wants more."
"You're playing with fire, Astrid. This is a very dangerous game. These are obviously bad people. You should go to the police and take your chances. I won't help you with this."
"Trust me," Astrid replied confidently. "You don't know Redmond. The guy is a slime ball, not a murderer. If I threaten him with jail, he'll fold, easy."
"It's rarely that simple. You're dealing with something dangerous here."
"This is the job offer," Astrid said defiantly. "Either take it, or I'll go somewhere else."
"I'm trying to help you. I've dealt with these types of situations before."
"You obviously need the money," Astrid replied staunchly. "If this gets done, I'll pay you $25,000 in cash, and it stays between us. If not, good luck keeping your shitty little business open."
Tina leaned forward, "Astrid, get the fuck out."
The young socialite had a venomous look on her face. Anger was boiling. She was like a spoiled child who had never heard the word 'no' before. She slammed the door when she stormed out of the office.
Part 2 of 3: The BDSM Investigation
Weeks passed. Tina's business slowly picked up. Most cases involved cheating wives or husbands. It wasn't the morally fulfilling work she was doing for the police department, but it paid the bills. Barely.
Tina noticed an unmarked package sitting in front of her office in the early morning. It was a large envelope. She picked it up and took it inside her office, then she opened it and dumped everything onto her desk.
There were surveillance photos of a man. There was also a check with her name on it, signed by Astrid. The check was for the amount of $25,000. There was also a handwritten letter by Astrid.
Tina read the note:
These pictures were taken by another private investigator I hired. He quit the job when he found out who Redmond was. I think you have more balls than every male P.I. in this city combined.
I'm giving you $25,000 right now and another $25,000 when the job is done.
Give me a call,
Astrid
The letter was tossed onto the table and Tina leaned back in her chair to think. The job was beyond stupid, but the money was unbelievable. Astrid was like most rich spoiled brats.
The job was going to be done no matter what, and Astrid would just keep looking for someone who would do it.
Tina recalled the online research she had done on Astrid weeks earlier. Astrid's story checked out: She was a wealthy socialite who inherited nearly a hundred million dollars from her father. Who better to blackmail than a wealthy socialite with a family name to protect?
The private detective looked at the pictures on the table. The pictures were taken with a long-lens camera. Redmond was a large man, husky, strong build. He appeared to be in his early 40's and wore a cheap suit. He had sleazy and shady written all over him.
It wasn't a hard decision anymore. The money was too good. Tina was confident in her skills. If there was dirt, she could find it. Looking at the pictures of Redmond in front of his club, she knew she could find incriminating evidence against him easily.
Tina picked up her phone and called Astrid's number which was on the bottom of the letter. The call was brief and a formal appointment was made.
***
Downtown. Tina visited Astrid's large spacious office. It had a spectacular view overlooking the city. The two women looked at the view as they stood next to each other.
"I can set up my surveillance tomorrow," Tina said. "He won't see me. Then I'll run a check of all the people he's associated with. I still have contacts in the police department. If there's anything illegal, I'll find it."
Astrid turned to the P.I. and smiled. "I knew I went to the right person."
"I still don't like this. It's not too late to back out."
"I need something hard to threaten him with," Astrid said. "Does this whole thing make you nervous?"
Tina looked at the socialite. "Honestly, yes. I don't know how dangerous these people are."
"Redmond is a sleaze. He's not violent. Don't worry about him."
"What about his associates?"
"Look, I'm paying you a lot of money," Astrid firmly replied. "I expect you to do what I ask."
Tina held back a sharp response after Astrid's condescending tone. The former detective wasn't used to having some rich socialite bemoan her.
"The job will get done."
"That's what I want to hear," Astrid nodded.
"Is there anything else I should know about? Anything that could help with this investigation?"
"You're good with undercover work, right?"
"I'm experienced with it, yes."
"Most of his shady dealings are done in the backrooms of his bondage club. There are plenty of his associates wandering around looking to get laid."
Tina brushed it off. "I prefer to stay outside with my camera."
"The guys that Redmond hangs out with usually park in the garage. So you probably won't see most of them."
"Is it tough getting inside?"
Astrid shook her head. "Not unless you have the weekly password. I'll give it to you when I find out what it is. There's also a $200 entrance fee."
"What happens inside?"
"Anything you want."
"Details would help."
"There are several rooms," Astrid replied. "Each room has a bunch of different bondage devices and toys. Fun outfits too, if you know what I mean. I'm sure you have plenty of experience with these types of places since you were in Vice."
"Some," Tina nodded. "I've helped raid brothels where trafficking or coercion were common."
"There's none of that in Redmond's club. Trust me, the girls love being there."
"The money must be good."
"The money is great," Astrid replied. "High rollers go there all the time. Plus the sex is worth the while. It's the best part."
Tina shrugged. "I'm sure it is."
"You seem a little skeptical," Astrid noted.
"About what? Bondage sex?"
Astrid nodded. "Not your thing?"
"Somehow it never crossed my mind to be whipped or spanked in the bedroom."
"Maybe you'll change your mind soon. That club might be a real eye-opener for you."
"I like to keep business and pleasure separate," Tina replied.
"If only I had done that. Then I wouldn't be in this shit storm."
"I'll begin the surveillance job tomorrow. Something of this caliber may take several weeks to complete. No guarantees. I'll keep you updated if I find anything interesting. Then we'll decide if we should proceed or not."
"Sounds good."
"Email me tonight if you think of anything which may assist the investigation."
"I'll be sure to do that," Astrid nodded.
The two women cordially shook hands and the investigator left the office with a particular goal in mind.
***
Two weeks had passed. Tina put a short hold on new clients, instead focusing all her attention on Astrid's case. Each day was spent following Redmond to his club and around the city.
Redmond was a typical sleaze. There was no doubt about it. Tina knew the guy was trouble just by looking at him. The guy always had a smirk. He treated people like trash, except for his associates and customers. Worst of all, he treated women like property.
Throughout the surveillance, Tina wasn't able to find any incriminating evidence. Redmond was good. He knew exactly what he was doing. He never associated with any known criminal figures in public. He constantly looked over his shoulder to see if he was being followed.
There was a reason why Redmond's activities weren't known to the police. The man knew how to cover his trails.
***
Tina colored her hair a light shade of blonde. After the shower, it took a moment before her new appearance sank in. She looked completely different with blonde hair.
Next came the makeup. She never wore much makeup. She never needed it and she always preferred the natural look. Tina sat in front of the mirror and applied a heavy amount of eyeshadow and mascara. She used blush to make her cheeks look rosy. Then a strong colored red lipstick.
Afterwards came a sexy black dress which displayed her toned legs and arms. Then a pair of heels with no stockings or pantyhose.
She looked at her reflection. She was a new woman. Changing her appearance was something she had plenty of experience doing when she worked in vice. The police department relied on her numerous times to pose as a prostitute in order to take down some notorious figures. This time, she was doing it purely for Astrid's money.
It was evening when Tina took a cab to the bondage club. Once inside, Tina marveled at everything she saw. She was used to dealing with cheap brothels and dirty massage parlors. Redmond's bondage club was a place of luxury. Everything was fancy. Most of the men wore suits as they flirted with gorgeous women.
There was a bar for drinks. There was light music playing in the background. The place almost had the feel of a nightclub in which rough sex was assured for all of the guests.
She knew how to navigate the club based on Astrid's information.
Men quickly began to approach Tina. She expected it. Each time, she knew exactly how to handle the men, turning them down with sarcastic and witty remarks. She was used to defusing tense situations with persistent men.
She walked around, looking for anything that could be useful to the investigation. She went to the bar and ordered a drink, doing her best to survey the place without being suspicious.
There was a tap on her shoulder from a large security guard.
"Ma'am, I'd like you to come with me," the guard said.
"Did I do something wrong?"
"Just follow me."
Tina followed the man to the backroom. Either she blew her cover, or she did something right, and her investigation was about to go even further.
The security guard led Tina to a private office room before leaving. Redmond was there, sitting behind his desk smoking a cigar. He was a large figure with a cocky demeanor. He was dressed in a cheap suit but with expensive jewelry around his wrists and neck. He leaned comfortably against the chair while he smoked.
There was also another man in the room who just sat silently.
Video feeds were displayed on different monitors. Redmond had been watching everything that was happening in the lobby.
"Do you mind telling me what's going on?" Tina asked Redmond, pretending she didn't know him.
"How come I ain't never seen you here before?" Redmond asked.
"I'm new."
"I don't like having new guests that don't come to me first."
Tina feigned ignorance. "I've already paid the entrance fee."
"But what about paying your respects to the owner? Ever thought of that? Did your mother ever teach you manners?"
"Well, then I apologize if I hurt your feelings," she replied.
"It's alright sweetheart. We all make mistakes."
"Can I go now?"
Redmond took a big smoke of the cigar. "What's the matter? You in a hurry?"
"No."
"Then have a seat."
Tina acted shy and slowly sat down. "What do you want to talk about?"
"Start with your name."
"Tina."
"Tina what?"
"Just call me Tina."
He smiled, "Secretive, are you? That's alright. My name is Redmond, by the way."
"Listen, sir, I didn't mean any disrespect. I heard about this place through a friend and I wanted to come see it for myself."
"And what exactly have you heard about my club?"
"The sex. The money."
Redmond smiled, "You interested in those things?"
"Maybe."
"Glad to hear it. Because I'm interested in you. There was something about you that caught my eye. I don't know what it is. There's something... threatening about you."
"So you like women who are a bit threatening?" Tina asked suggestively with an eyebrow raised.
"I like rough sex and danger. So yeah, sweetheart, I like women who are threatening."
Tina pretended to be nervous. "Am I in trouble?"
"Just the opposite, sweetheart. Today is your lucky day. How would you like to become one of my girls?"
"I might be open to talking business."
He smiled, "There's something mysterious about you that really turns me on. What kind of experience do you have?"
"I've stripped. I've done parties. I've entertained guests. I'm assuming you know what I mean by that."
He grinned and nodded. "You a top or bottom?"
"I can do both," Tina replied. "If the price is right, I can do anything."
"I like where this is going."
"So do I. What kind of deal can you offer me? When can I begin?"
He smiled, "Whoa sweetheart, let's take things one step at a time. We're just getting to know each other."
"You've got clients, and I can perform. What else is there to know?"
"Plenty of things. We have a strict screening process here."
She put her hands on her hips. "Like what? You want my social security number and job resume? How about a few recommendation letters too?"
"You're a cute chick," he snickered. "Funny. I like that. But no. You won't be needing any of those things."
"Then what do you want?"
"I need to make sure you ain't a cop. And I need to make sure you can perform. Luckily, that can be done with a single test."
Tina tried to give him a tough look which showed that she was annoyed with his antics. Deep down, she was nervous. She knew what Redmond wanted.
"What test is that?" she asked.
"Come around my desk and I'll show you."
"Quit playing games," Tina replied.
"This is the screening process. We'll talk business if you can pass."
Tina tried to appear confident as she walked to where Redmond was sitting.
"What do you want?" she huffed.
Redmond looked her straight in the eyes with an expressionless face. He was expecting her to take the lead. When she didn't, Redmond reached down to unzip his pants, freeing his semi-hard penis. It was long and fat, and it hung downwards.
"I don't do this for free," she said.
"Too bad. This is the initiation."
"Then I'm leaving."
"Are you a fucking cop?" he asked coldly.
"I'm a working woman here for business."
He gestured to his cock. "The business is right here."
Tina hesitated while she looked at Redmond's growing cock. She reluctantly dropped down to her knees and immediately grabbed the cock with both hands. The cock made her fingers look skinny in comparison. She stroked it fast. Then she bent down to take the cock inside of her mouth. She sucked as fast as she could. The faster she sucked and bobbed her head, the more he moaned.
"Oh fuck," he groaned. "You're one hot bitch."
She ignored the compliment and continued the oral techniques she had learned from spending time with countless female prostitutes. It wasn't long until she felt Redmond's impending orgasm. She knew she had no choice but to swallow. And she did. She jerked his cock and swallowed every shot of cum.
When it was over, she stood up and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
"Damn bitch," he groaned. "You're the real deal. There ain't no way a cop could suck cock like that."
"Believe me now? Or should we use a lie detector and truth serum?"
He put his wet cock back inside his pants. "You passed the test. Now let me show you something."
Redmond stood up and finished fixing his pants. He led Tina out of the office and down the hall. They walked up a flight of stairs and there was a hall filled with different rooms.
"What's this?" she asked.
"This is where the real action happens. I could use a bitch like you for some of my clients. Yeah, you'll be a big hit with the fellas."
"What kind of money are we talking?"
"Depends," he replied. "If we've got a party going on, you'll get a thousand bucks minimum, straight from my pocket. Clients pay extra money on top of that. We've got plenty of people coming here with deep pockets. With a mouth like yours, you should be rolling in dough."
"Deep pockets huh? That's exactly what I want. I'm not interested in working regular johns. I'm here to make real money."
He slowly nodded. "Yeah, alright. We may have something coming up soon. There's a party with some friends of mine. Deep pockets. They love having fun. They always enjoy sampling the new products."
"I'll be there."
"Sure. Alright. First I'll need to get one of my girls to train you on how everything works. You know, the etiquette. That's very important around here. I run a respectable joint."
"I can see that," she replied. "The sooner I learn the ropes, the better. I want to be ready for that party as soon as possible."
He smiled, "Damn bitch, I like your attitude. Either you love to fuck, or you're flat broke."
"I'm just trying to make a living like everyone else."
"Nothing wrong with that."
They exchanged contact information. Tina gave him an email account which was specifically created for the undercover operation. Before she was allowed to leave, Redmond was insistent upon receiving another oral encounter.
Part 3 of 3: Becoming the Bondage Woman
Grace was a tall statuesque woman. She was dressed in a leather corset and leather boots. Her hair was tied in a ponytail. She had just finished a private session with a client.
"So you're the new girl," Grace said.
"That's me," Tina replied.
The two women exchanged pleasantries and shared their history. Grace explained her past as a high-end escort. Tina gave a concocted story about how she was a stripper in various cities.
Grace gave a brief tour of the bondage rooms. The rooms were nice. They were fancy, classy, and well lit. There were sex toys and devices which Tina had no clue about.
"Have you ever fucked a man in the ass?" Grace asked bluntly, with a smile.
Tina smiled back. "No, I haven't."
"Shame. Have you ever fucked a woman in the ass?"
"I don't have a cock."
Grace opened a drawer and picked up a strap-on dildo.
"Now you do."
"Is that what the clients here want?" Tina asked.
Grace nodded. "You'd be surprised how many rich guys want to get pegged by beautiful women."
"Pegged?"
"Fucked in the ass."
"Oh, well I look forward to obliging those requests," Tina said with a slight grin.
Grace smiled, "It's really easy. Just lube it up and give it a go. Work your way in gently. Then have fun. Would you like me to give you a demonstration?"
"I can figure it out, thanks."
"That's too bad. You have a lovely body."
"Thanks," Tina replied. "What else do the gentlemen here want? I definitely wouldn't mind sticking some of those larger dildos up their asses. Or maybe even giving them a few smacks with a paddle."
"Depends on the guy," Grace said suggestively. "Sometimes you'll see a guy who's obviously a rich and powerful man, but he wants to get fucked in the ass or slapped around. Sometimes you'll see a guy who's unassuming but he just wants to treat a woman like absolute shit."
"Is that hard to deal with?"
"It's part of the job. You adapt to everything. Give the clients what they pay for."
Tina slightly nodded. "Do you like working here? You can be honest with me. I won't tell anyone."
"Honestly, I'd do this for free. On your first day, you'll find out why. But enough about me. You still have plenty to learn."
Tina was dumbstruck that any respectable woman would provide those services for free. Grace winked, then continued with the tour.
***
The next day. Tina was in Astrid's downtown office. It had been a while since they last saw each other. Both of them were dressed in business casual outfits while they had coffee.
"There's a big event this weekend," Tina explained. "I'll be at the bondage club along with Redmond's inner circle and other associates. I'll try to identify his crew, then later I'll conduct further investigations on them. It shouldn't be long before I get the dirt you need. Maybe several weeks. Maybe a few months."
"That's exactly what I was hoping to hear. I knew I hired the right lady."
"You get what you pay for."
"Speaking of which, you've managed to earn Redmond's trust. He usually doesn't trust many people."
"I have my ways," Tina replied.
"Did he initiate you?" Astrid suggestively asked.
"That's not important."
"But I want to know. Did you suck him off?"
Tina gave a faint shrug. "Yes."
"Did you like it?"
"I didn't come here to talk about that. Let's stick to business."
Astrid smiled, "Fine. Thank you for personally coming here and giving me an update. I really appreciate it. When this is all over, you'll get your money. Who knows, maybe I'll hire you again someday."
"You should keep your nose clean after this. You're beautiful, rich, and you have everything going your way."
"Thanks for the advice," Astrid sarcastically replied.
"Is there anything else I should know about? What should I expect at the bondage club?"
"It depends on who you're paired with. I'm sure you'll have fun. I did."
"You sound like you miss going there."
"Not really," Astrid replied. "I've already found another bondage club to indulge my pleasures."
"Try to stay out of trouble. Let me know if you have any useful information which could help me later."
"Leaving already?"
Tina nodded. "Yes, unless there's anything else you want to discuss?"
"You know, you've never asked me about the video that Redmond is using to blackmail me with. Aren't you a little curious?"
"Why would I be curious? I already know what sex looks like."
"Not like this. Care to have a look?" Astrid asked.
"Sure."
Astrid walked over to the large flat screen television in her office and prepared to play a video. The video started. It was a hidden camera placed in a bedroom. Astrid was completely naked on screen. A large middle-aged man came on screen and Astrid got down on her knees and performed oral sex.
The rest of the video showed Astrid being bound and gagged on the bed, then being ravished in a rough manner.
Tina's eyes were transfixed on the screen. She had never seen sex done so roughly.
"Exciting, isn't it?" Astrid whispered in the investigator's ear.
"Do you actually enjoy that?"
"It's not for everyone. But yeah, I love it once and a while. It's something to indulge in."
Tina's eyes remained glued to the screen. "It looks disgusting."
"Well, if you find yourself in that position at the party, just think of all the money you'll be making later. Focus on the money. Maybe it'll help ease the pain."
A sinking feeling grew in Tina's stomach. It made her sick thinking she might actually be in the same position as Astrid in the video-- bound, gagged, and ravished.
She immediately left the office without saying a word, wondering if she was making the biggest mistake of her life.
***
The bondage club looked much different at night. It was lively and exotic. As a former Vice detective, Tina was amazed that law enforcement had never heard of this place before.
She changed her clothes in the private back room alongside the other women. She wore a sexy tight fitting corset. Black boots to match. Her hair was tied in a ponytail. Her biggest fear was that a criminal she had previously arrested would recognize her, but Tina's heavy make-up and colored hair took care of that.
There was a bar and lounge area where a group of well-dressed men were relaxing with drinks. Scantily clad women were everywhere, flirting as much as possible.
Tina surveyed the rooms. The men surveyed her back. It was slightly uncomfortable having her body being gawked at, but she had experienced that feeling several times before during past undercover assignments.
She immediately recognized a few low-level figures who had been known to law enforcement in the past. They were now Tina's leads in the investigation.
A man tapped Tina's shoulder from behind. She turned to see a thin male in his early 30's, with a fairly meek appearance. She wondered how someone like that could be involved with such bad people.
"Are you new here, miss?" the man asked with a high-pitched voice.
"It's my first official day."
"I'm Steve."
"Tina."
"Pleasure to meet you."
"Likewise," she nodded. "What can I do for you, Steve?"
"I think you know. Upstairs, in the room?"
Tina gave a sexy nod. "Are you a top or bottom? Let me guess, you strike me as a bottom."
"Sometimes," he nodded back.
"And tonight?"
He looked around to make sure no one heard. "I want to be a bottom tonight. Yours."
"Follow me."
Tina led the man up the stairs to the bondage room she was assigned. She did her best to act cool. She remembered everything Grace had taught her. It was a nerve-wracking feeling. She had never done anything so sexually deviant before, and it scared her, and excited her at the same time.
She closed the door once they got inside. They made small talk to relax.
"Shall we get to business now?" she asked, trying to sound sexy.
"Yes, please."
"Pull down your pants and underwear. Bend over the table."
Steve nervously unbuckled his belt and let his pants fall to the floor, along with his underwear. His penis was small and flaccid. Tina wondered how the man could ever please a woman with that thing. He turned around and bent over.
She opened the drawer and wore the strap-on. She took no pity on the man since he was involved with criminals, so she used the giant 9 inch dildo. She showed some mercy by applying plenty of lube on it.
"Reach back and spread yourself," she said.
He obliged.
Tina positioned herself behind him and pressed the tip of the sex toy against the man's anus. She gave a little push and entered his body. It amused her that Steve whimpered like a little girl. She slowly pushed deeper and deeper.
"Fuck, how big is that thing?" he gasped.
"Keep your mouth shut until I address you. Is that clear?"
"Yes mistress."
It made her pussy wet being called a 'mistress.' It was a newfound feeling of sexual power over a man. It was especially arousing knowing that she was pegging a criminal associate.
While the dildo was half-way inside, she bent down and put her lips against his ear.
"So, do you work for Redmond?" she asked, pushing deeper.
"Yes," he whimpered.
"What do you do for him? I'm curious?"
She pushed a little deeper.
"I... I can't tell you that."
"Come on, Steve, I'm curious. I love bad boys."
"It's a secret," he moaned.
She pushed deeper. "This thing is 9 inches. I can do this all night long."
"Alright, alright, alright! Just don't hurt me."
"Do you move products for Redmond?"
She pushed harder, allowing most of the dildo to be shoved inside of his delicate ass.
"Ahh!!! Alright! Yes!"
"Bad boy! I think you need to be punished. Don't you agree?"
"Yes ma'am! Please punish me! I've been very bad!"
Tina gave a hard push which shoved the entire 9 inch dildo up the man's ass. He cried and whimpered. She began to fuck him with a few thrusts. Just as she was beginning to have fun, the man reached down to jerk off, and he grunted loudly while shooting several massive strands of cum onto the floor.
When it was done, he laid face down onto the table, breathing heavily.
"What a sensitive prostate you have," she teased. "That's too bad. I was starting to have fun."
She yanked the dildo out of his ass, leaving a gaping hole. Then she gave his bottom a soft pat.
"Put some ice on that," she said.
***
Tina returned to the party. Her eyes scanned the room. She noticed a few more criminals who were known to law enforcement. Her photographic memory hadn't let her down.
Before she could get a full survey of the room, Redmond approached her, accompanied by another large burly man. Tina instantly recognized the man as the person who had sex with Astrid on the video.
"You're doing one hell of a job," Redmond told her. "Not bad for your first time. All the guys here want to fuck you, in case you haven't noticed."
"I've noticed."
"I'd like you to meet Cutter," he said, gesturing to his friend. "He's been asking about you all night. He loves breaking in the new girls."
Tina shook the man's hand. "Pleasure to meet you."
"You too, lady," Cutter grinned.
"I'll leave you two alone," Redmond said. "Enjoy yourselves."
Redmond returned to the party, and Tina was left awkwardly with the large man.
"The boss has been telling me a lot of good things about you," Cutter grunted.
"I'm sure he has. Look, I don't mean to be rude, but I'm sure there are plenty of other ladies here who would be better suited for your needs."
"What's the matter? I ain't good enough for you?"
"I'm not feeling well," Tina replied.
"I got a pocket full of cash and a giant cock in my pants. Ain't that gonna make you feel better?"
"You're a real class act."
"This is a whore house. What do you expect, lady?"
"How about a man with some sense of decency?"
He grabbed her by the arm. "Get the fuck upstairs, lady."
Tina reluctantly obliged the man and led him upstairs to her assigned room. All she could think about was how Cutter ravished Astrid sexually and secretly recorded it so that Astrid could be blackmailed. Tina wondered how a beautiful and wealthy young woman could ever agree to have sex with a scumbag like Cutter.
Once they reached the room, Tina closed the door. She was seriously considering striking him unconscious and making her escape.
"Feel like being a bottom tonight?" Tina asked.
Cutter unleashed a powerful laugh. "You some sort of comedian? I ain't no fucking bottom."
"Then what do you prefer?"
"How bout you take off that sexy corset. I've been waiting all night to see those tits."
Tina rolled her eyes. She briefly thought about grabbing a sex toy and bashing the large man over the head with it. But the odds of putting him out were slim. Cutter's head looked like it was made of stone. The only realistic option was to do what he wanted. No one would ever know besides Cutter and Redmond.
She untied the corset and worked to remove it. It wasn't hard. Before long, the corset was open and she removed it from her body. She stood completely naked before the man, wearing only a pair of leather black boots.
"Not bad," he nodded. "Those tits are a little small, but I like the overall package."
"What now?"
"Come here baby."
Tina reluctantly approached the man. He took a step forward and they were face to face. He reached in his pocket and grabbed two pairs of cuffs. Tina briefly wondered if Cutter knew she was a former detective, and the thought terrified her.
"What are you going to do with those?" she asked, hiding her fear.
"What do you think? We're going to have some fun tonight, you sexy slut."
Cutter grabbed each of her wrists and cuffed them. He led her to the side of the room and cuffed both of her hands to the wall. She simply allowed it. In all her years on the police force, she had never been in a tense sexual situation like the one she faced with Cutter.
His massive hands roamed and fondled her body. Tina closed her eyes. The man's hands were large and strong. Nothing was gentle about it. Both of her breasts were groped hard, and her delicate small nipples were pinched to the point where they badly hurt, but she didn't make a sound. Cutter's hands moved down her body and grabbed both of her toned ass cheeks. Then his hands rubbed between her legs and pussy.
"We're going to have some fun tonight," he said.
The hands stopped touching her and he moved away. Tina was facing the wall, cuffed, so she couldn't see what Cutter was doing.
Suddenly, a powerful pain ripped through her bottom end. She had just been struck by a flog. It caught her completely by surprise. It made her scream.
"What the fuck are you doing?!" she yelled.
"You're in a bondage club, lady. Redmond told me what a slut you are. So you should be used to this."
Another hit from the flog came. Then other. The flogging came in an intense series of blows which made Tina's ass burn with pain. She made groaning sounds, but she didn't want to give Cutter the pleasure of hearing her scream any further. After ten more hard flogs, the strikes ended.
Cutter got down on his knees and buried his face between Tina's ass and pussy. His mouth opened wide and he slobbered everywhere.
"You taste good," he said during a brief break. "They don't make pussy like this anymore."
Cutter's mouth continued sucking and slobbering. It felt surprisingly good to Tina. It was a much needed relief from the painful flogging. She arched her back slightly and pushed her rear towards his face, giving him better access. Surprisingly, Cutter began to lick Tina's asshole, which was something she had never felt before.
"That feels nice," she admitted in a moment of weakness.
Cutter stopped. "This rimjob ain't for your pleasure, lady. It's for mine."
He stuck his tongue inside and then pulled out, giving several more licks around the ring of Tina's asshole. Then he stopped and walked away.
Tina wondered what other surprises were in store for her. But then she remembered the video of Cutter with Astrid. Whatever Cutter was planning, it wasn't going to be very nice.
A cold object was suddenly pressed against her anus. It felt like a small lubricated dildo, and it was forcefully shoved inside of her ass. She clenched her teeth as the sex toy was pushed in her rectum.
"Like that?" he asked with a sadistic tone.
"You're a real fucking jerk."
"I'm paying good money for this. I'll act however I want."
Cutter stood behind Tina and adjusted her hips. He used his strong hands to place Tina's hips exactly in the right spot. The sex toy was still hanging out of Tina's asshole.
He pressed the tip of his erection against Tina's wet pussy. Then he gave a hard push and penetrated her hole. He grabbed Tina by the shoulders and pushed himself all the way inside with a forceful movement, making her gasp out loud.
Tina had never felt so full in her life. There was a sex toy in her ass. And Cutter's huge cock was buried deep inside of her pussy.
"Don't worry lady," he said. "This is going to be short and sweet."
He instantly began to pound Tina's pussy in a way she had never felt before. She cried and screamed. It hurt. It was painful. But it also assaulted her sexual senses for the better. It was like a guilty pleasure, no matter how much it hurt. The pounding was hard and fast. It was the exact same thing Astrid must have felt.
His hands reached down and grabbed both of Tina's breasts. Her breasts were being tightly squeezed and her nipples were being pinched hard.
Tina's breasts, pussy, and ass were all being ravished by the large powerful thug. For that moment in time, she simply let go. She screamed and cried. She let him have his way without raising any objections. It felt too good to complain.
His hand moved down and he began to painfully pinch her swollen clitoris. She screamed out loud from the pain and pleasure.
It was becoming too much. Her screams became louder. Her back arched and her body tensed. She came. Fluids rushed from her hot pussy down her leg and onto the floor.
Cutter continued fucking her. He wasn't done yet. Even as Tina rested her arms against the wall and became unresponsive, Cutter continued his assault on her vagina with his giant cock.
"On your knees lady," he grunted. "Face me. I'm about to shoot a big one."
Tina got down on her knees and did her best to face him. Her wrists were still cuffed to the wall, making it hard to turn her body. She knew what was coming her way, but she didn't care. After the orgasm she felt, it was worth it.
Cutter stroked his cock furiously and shot several hot loads of cum onto Tina's face. After a few short seconds, her face was coated with warm sperm. It disgusted her, but there wasn't any choice. He continued stroking and shooting his sperm until there was nothing left and Tina looked like a complete mess.
"You look much prettier now," he joked.
He shoved his cock in her mouth and she orally cleaned him. Sucking his dick hard to devour all the cum. When it was finished, he pulled his pants back up and he used a small key to unlock the cuffs.
Tina remained sitting on the floor, naked, right on top of her orgasmic fluids. The dildo was still in her ass, but at that point, she didn't care anymore. Her bottom had already become used to feeling stretched.
Cutter looked in the mirror and fixed his hair and adjusted his shirt. The guy was a real cold blooded asshole, Tina thought.
He reached inside of his pocket and threw a wad of cash at her while she was still sitting on the floor. He reached in his other pocket and threw some coins at her too.
"You've earned every penny," he smiled.
When he left the room, Tina continued sitting on the floor. The orgasmic sensation lingered in her body. Whatever happened, it felt great. It felt amazing. She wiped the cum from her face and put it in her mouth. It tasted good.
Epilogue:
Several months later. Tina was dressed in a sharp suit while she was in Astrid's office. There were several large envelopes on the desk.
"This is everything you need," Tina explained. "There are surveillance photographs of Redmond's associates committing very illegal activities. And there's evidence linking those activities back to Redmond. If this ever goes to the police, Redmond will do a lengthy prison sentence."
Astrid nodded. "I'll have my lawyers show this to Redmond."
"I'm sure he'll stop blackmailing you after this. You have more leverage than he does."
"Thanks to you."
"If you don't mind me asking, how much money have you paid him so far?"
Astrid thought for a moment. "Close to a hundred thousand."
"Well, he won't be bothering you anymore."
"Speaking of which, here's the rest of the money I owe you."
Astrid reached inside of her desk and handed Tina an envelope.
"Thank you," Tina replied.
"Look inside. There's something extra."
Tina looked inside the envelope. Beside the check was a small note which contained a phone number along with an address.
"What's this?" Tina asked.
"Remember I told you that I've found another bondage club? Well, that's the address. Call them, tell them you're a friend of mine. I'll pick up your tab from now on. Consider it a nice bonus."
"I can't."
"Why?"
Tina shook her head. "It's not for me."
"Don't be shy," Astrid replied. "I used to be the same way. Now I embrace it. Please, just take it. You never know when you'll be in the mood for a good spanking."
Tina closed the envelope. "Thank you."
"Who knows?" Astrid smiled. "Maybe we'll run into each other at the bondage club. Maybe we can take our relationship to another level. I still have friends at Redmond's club and I know what you did. Cutter told everyone. He's bragged about your three holes. You were fucked. Roughly. And you liked it."
It was mortifying for the private detective.
Tina took a walk downtown to clear her mind. She went to the local city park and sat down on a bench. She looked inside the envelope again. The note was tempting, but she crumpled it up and prepared to toss it in the trash.
Before it left her hand, she changed her mind. She unwrinkled the note and looked at it again. Then she put it inside of her pocket.
