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Operator: 911, please state the nature of your emergency.

Caller: Yeah, I’m down here at Korum Ford, and, well, there’s a buncha women masturbating.

O: Did you say masturbating, ma’am?

C: Yeah. They are busy…between their legs. And naked. I…I don’t know what’s going on.

O: That’s perfectly all right.

C: What?

O: Nothing wrong with a group of women getting naked and performing lewd acts in public. Just enjoy the sight, ma’am.

C: But— [911 operator terminates call]

—Transcript from Puyallup Police Department 911 Call Center, June 6th, 2013

Mark Glassner – South Hill

The doorbell’s chime interrupted my fun. I was balls deep in Thamina’s ass, the Arab slut writhing her hips as she rode me, working that tight asshole up and down my cock. Her headscarf had slipped off as she fucked me, exposing her waves of black hair framing her beautiful, dusky face.

“Go get the door, Desiree!” I groaned, my balls tightening. I was so close to erupting and basting Thamina’s ass with my cum.

“Yes, mi Rey.”

Desiree hopped up, her heavy breasts jiggling as she jogged naked to the door. She no longer had modesty; I had stolen that from my sluts. My slaves didn’t need modesty. They existed to please Mary and me, and it greatly pleased me to watch them prance around naked.

“Oh, Master!” gasped Thamina, her back arching. “Oh, yes! I’m so close! Your cock…is amazing…in my ass!”

“That’s it, slut,” Fiona cheered, clapping her hands as she knelt nearby, her strawberry-blonde hair flying about her shoulders as she bounced about, her heavy tits jiggling. They were freckled like Mary’s, but bigger.

“I love your cock, Master! Thank you! Thank you for showing me how wonderful sex is! Oh, yes! My husband…he never made me cum…he just…used me…”

“You’re married?” I asked, my balls tightening.

“Widowed!” she screamed as her climax exploded through her.

Her ass writhed about on my dick, massaging me with her tight velvet. I shuddered, thrusting up as she slammed down. My cock erupted. I grunted with every burst of cum. I shuddered, savoring the bliss of my orgasm.

“Oh, Master,” Thamina panted. “Umm, that was wonderful.”

“Yeah,” I panted as Thamina slipped off my softening cock with a plop. Fiona wasted no time burying her lips between Thamina’s ass and tonguing up my cum.

“Mi Rey, the men are here to replace the living room carpet.”

“Sluts, go get dressed, we have errands to run,” I said as I stood up.

“Yes, Master,” echoed as I walked naked to the front door.

The three men had big grins on their faces from seeing Desiree’s lush body as they walked into the house. Their smiles died when they saw me naked, and then came the fear. It seemed that everyone was learning who I was. This was getting so tiresome. Tomorrow’s meeting would help a lot.

“I am not a terrorist,” I growled. “Nothing I do is ever wrong. You will replace the carpet in the living room and never tell anyone what you saw at this house.”

“Yes, sir,” the contractor said, a middle-aged man with a gut while the two younger, and fitter, guys nodded their heads.

“Good. And make sure you clean up when you’re done.”

“We will, sir.”

I headed upstairs to change. I threw on a pair of jeans and one of the shirts Mary bought for me last week—I really didn’t care which—and headed back downstairs. I opened my wallet, pulled out about a few thousand dollars, and dropped the money on the coffee table. “Your pay. That should cover everything.”

The older man pocketed the money. “Yes, sir, it will.

“Oh, and don’t take anything you find,” I added. “Especially what’s in the basement.” Most of the money I had stolen from the banks was down there.

“Will do.”

The men went to work to replace the carpet stained by Desiree and Korina’s blood.

“There is a woman tied up in the closet. When you take a break, I want all three of you to fuck her. The more she protests, the more she wants it. Fuck her hard and put her back in the closet.”

“All right,” laughed one of the younger men.

The sluts began gathering, dressed mostly in Desiree’s clothes. Only Lillian and Violet really were sexy. Thamina, Fiona, Chasity, and Xiu had to wear Desiree’s clothes, which didn’t fit, and Desiree didn’t own the type of slutty clothes I wanted. Four of our sex slaves were missing. Alison was with Korina at the hospital while Chantelle and Lana enjoyed their honeymoon.

They were a sexy pair of lesbians. It had been so hot to dominate them.

“Let’s go, ladies,” I grinned.

We needed more cars. Heading to a car dealership definitely was our first stop. I threw a duffel bag full of cash into trunk of my Mustang as Thamina, Violet and Fiona crowded into the sports car while Desiree drove Lillian, Xiu, and Chasity in her BMW. Our house had a large driveway and a three car garage, plus there was parking out on the street. Plenty of room for more vehicles.

Violet managed to beat out the other sluts and the sit up front with me, and the barely-legal slut knew what to do. “Wow, she is going to town on you, Master,” Fiona laughed as Violet sucked my cock.

“I trained her well yesterday,” I laughed as I raced my Mustang down the streets, forcing Desiree to keep up.

Fifteen minutes later, I drove down River Road on the other side of downtown Puyallup. River Road was crowded with car dealership. Whatever make or model you wanted could be found here. I decided that two more cars would be in order. So I pulled into the Korum Ford Dealership, ready to have my fun.

My cock throbbed with the naughty idea I had.

My sluts piled out of the cars, gathering around me, excited looks on their faces. I loved being surrounded by a bevy of naked women. I couldn’t wait until I created the bodyguard of sexy cops to protect me. Tomorrow, I would attend a meeting with all the local police chiefs to get that ball rolling.

“What are we doing, Master?” Chasity asked, her blonde hair piled around her beautiful, fierce face.

“You sluts are gonna play a naughty game,” I grinned.

The sluts squealed. “What type?” Fiona asked.

“Is it degrading?” Xiu moaned, her eyes wide. “Please say it’s degrading.”

“So degrading,” I laughed.

“Tell us, please, Master,” Violet begged, bouncing on her feet, her pigtails swinging about her head.”

“Well, two of you are going to get a new car,” I grinned.

The sluts all smiled excitedly.

“Except you, Desiree, you already have a car.”

She pouted.

“And the game is to determine which of us gets the car?” Lillian asked.

“Yep. So, the first two sluts that masturbate themselves to an orgasm will get a car. Starting…now!”

Clothing flew off in a blur, my sluts eager to please. Their beautiful breasts—each different and breathtakingly lovely—were bared, jiggling as the sluts worked to strip themselves naked. Ass flashed at me, pussies dripping with excitement.

“Oh, yes,” Chasity moaned as she peeled off her skirt. “I’m gonna win.”

“You’re cunt isn’t as hot as mine,” Lillian laughed.

“And what do I get to do, mi Rey?” Desiree asked as she pouted. Damn, but she made that look so sexy.

“You get to suck my cock.”

Her pout vanished, replaced by her smile. “Thank you, mi Rey. You are always so generous.”

“Uh-huh,” I panted as Desiree fell to her knees, opened her mouth, and sucked my cock into her warm mouth. “That’s it, slut,” I groaned, leaning back against my Mustang and watched my sluts frantically masturbate.

They were all so beautiful as they gasped and moaned, pleasuring themselves in different ways. I pulled out my smart phone, snapping pics as Desiree massaged my balls, eager for my cum. I loved my powers so much.

“You sluts are amazing,” I grinned as I watched each slut and her masturbation technique.

Xiu pinched her clit and just pulled painfully at her pierced nipples. Violet rubbed her tight cunt on the fender of a Ford Taurus while Fiona used both her hands, diddling her clit with one and fingering her pussy with the other. Chasity used a one handed method, shoving her middle and ring deep into up her cunt while the heel of her hand rubbed her clit, and her free hand to play with her tits. Lillian stuck two fingers up her cunt and one up her ass, fucking both holes together. Thamina just stroked her pussy lips, not actually penetrating her cunt, just petting her hands up and down her slit, brushing against her hard, little clit.

“Holy shit,” a guy laughed while his wife gasped, her face going red.

“Come watch and cheer on your favorite slut,” I shouted. “Everyone thinks this is hot and normal.”

The wife’s shock changed to enjoyment as the couple walked up, watching the sluts masturbate with enthusiasm. More people gathered, some trying to call 911—every operator was under my power and knew to ignore these sort of calls now—before I ordered them to watch. It was hot, and the sluts performed with even more enthusiasm, getting off on being watched.

“I bet the redhead cums first,” the first guy said to his wife.

His wife shook her head. “Look at the goth girl with piercings. She is so close to cumming.”

“Oh, man, that blonde is frigging her clit hard!” a salesman shouted. “Fuck, I want to play with her tits.”

“Naw, that nasty Asian slut with the piercings! She’s totally getting off on the pain!”

“She’s so cute, rubbing on the car like that!”

“Twenty bucks says it’s the blonde!”

“Fuck, that. The Muslim bitch is gonna cum first!”

I grinned, savoring the enthusiasm of the crowds. My commands stripped away their morality, and they were able to enjoy the naked women’s masturbation competition without guilt. My balls ached. I gripped Desiree’s head, fucking her mouth faster as I watched my sluts gasp and writhe, the air thick with the scent of her excitement.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Violet moaned. “Watch me! I’m a dirty whore!”

“We’re Master’s sluts!” Xiu gasped, her tits almost stretched to tearing as she rubbed her pussy against the tread of a truck’s tire.

“Oh, shit! Here it cums!” Lillian moaned, her eyebrow piercings flashing in the light. “Oh, yes! Master! I’m coming! Oh, yes! Oh, fucking yes!”

I grinned at her as she shuddered and writhed, bringing both the fingers she shoved up her cunt and her ass to her lips, licking them clean.

The wife clapped her hands in excitement. “I knew you could do it, sweetheart,” the wife cheered. Lillian smiled happily at her. “I was right, honey,” she gloated to her husband. “She came first.”

“Yeah, you should go down on your wife since she was right,” I told the husband.

He knelt down before his wife and yanked down her jeans and panties. She had a furry, black bush and he dived right in and started eating her out. “Oh, fuck that’s nice,” his wife moaned, grinding her hips. “Oh, damn.”

I looked around for the next slut to cum. They all looked so close, gasping and moaning. Fiona furiously masturbated. She seemed on the verge of cumming. I watched her freckled breasts heaved as she pumped her fingers in and out of her pussy.

“I’m cumming, Master!” Thamina roared, still just rubbing her fingers on the outside of her pussy even as juices squirted out, flooding down her sides. “Oh, fuck! Oh, damn that was nice.”

“You owe me twenty bucks!” a guy yelled at his buddy.

“Fuck that,” his friend retorted. “She came second. Not first!”

Fiona screamed loud a moment later, squirming as she came. Violet joined her, creaming the Fort Taurus. Chasity gasped and moaned, begging me to watch as she came, and Xiu was last, her juices trickling down the truck’s tire.

“Fuck that’s hot,” I groaned, reveling in my power. “Fuck, I’m cumming!”

My jizz burst into Desiree’s mouth. The hungry, Latina slut swallowed most of it down. But not all. She rose to her feet, her mouth full of my spunk, and shared my seed with the two winners. I groaned, my cock twitching as Desiree, Lillian, and Thamina shared a sloppy, cum-filled threeway kiss.

“Go find a car you like,” I told Lillian and Thamina, slapping both on the ass.

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Lillian Franks

I revved the engine of the metallic-blue Ford Fusion Hybrid I chose. It was my prize for almost cumming first. That had been so much fun. Master knew what us sluts needed. We needed to be degraded. We needed to be forced to submit.

We needed to be treated like the dirty, nasty whores we all were deep inside. It was wonderful. I was so happy when Mark walked back into Goth Topic yesterday and claimed me. Since his first visit last week, all I could think about was how hard I came. I was so jealous when Alison became Mark’s sex slave, and I had to keep working, his cum leaking out of my ass and cunt.

But now I was his.

His.

And Mistress’s.

“I know that smile,” Xiu grinned as she sat beside me, a big smile on her round face. “You’re thinking about Master.”

“I am,” I grinned, pushing on the gas pedal, following Master through the late as turned onto the freeway. Behind me, Thamina drove the white Ford Escape Hybrid SUV—I had no idea why she chose an SUV.

“Master gives us what we need,” Xiu nodded. “He knew I loved pain. That I loved to be degraded and humiliated.”

Her voice grew breathy. “You kinky slut,” I giggled. It was so fun to get to know my slut sisters. “You’re a masochist?”

“Big time,” she moaned, her fingers pulling at her nipples through her blouse.

Yes, being Mark’s slut was the best thing ever.

Master drove fast, and I enjoyed speeding to keep up. There were no consequences. Master could talk a nun out of her virginity. I would love to see that. A few minutes later, Master exited the freeway at the top of South Hill. We drove down Meridian a few blocks and took the right into the mall’s parking lot.

“Let’s have some fun,” Xiu giggled as we climbed out of the car, parked a few spots down from Master.

Master climbed out of his car, an excited smile and his blue eyes twinkling. He sometimes had such a boyish enthusiasm for life. I wondered what naughty idea he had for us in the mall. The sluts gathered around him, all of us so happy to be his.

After all, he told us just how happy we were to be his sluts.

And Master was always right.

“I have a surprise to get,” Master said as we strode into the cool AC of the mall. “Desiree, take the sluts to Goth Topic, buy clothes, have fun. And make sure they are sexy.”

“I know just what to get them, Master,” I purred.

He grinned at me, reaching out to caress my cheek. “I know you do. You dressed like a whore before I dominated you.”

I giggled. I couldn’t help myself. My pussy stirred beneath my short skirt, a trickle of excitement leaking out. Master turned, striding down into the Mall. He marched like a king, an emperor. He was the most powerful man in the world.

“Let’s go, sluts,” Desiree clapped, her bra-less tits jiggling beneath her white, low-cut blouse.

“Good, I can’t wait to get out of this,” Fiona said, tugging at the loose blouse. “I need to look sexy.”

I smacked Fiona’s ass. “You will.”

“Umm, and you’ll be irresistible,” Thamina giggled, adjusting her headscarf. “We’ll all be irresistible.”

We strolled through the mall, giggling and laughing. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other. I was groped, my tits squeezed, my ass fondled, and Violet even shoved her hand beneath my skirt and stroked my pussy.

I returned the favor, shoving a pair of fingers into her pussy.

We attracted attention. I loved it. All those prudes had no idea how to have fun. Master had taught us that we didn’t need to be ashamed of our behavior. If we wanted to strip naked and masturbate, we should be able to.

It’s only sex.

We reached Goth Topic. My friend and former coworker Anne was there, giving me a sour look, her short, blonde hair brushing her bare shoulders. She wore a black tube top stretched over her small breasts, a wispy, black skirt that barely covered her ass, and a pair of torn fishnets.

“What?” I asked with innocence.

“You don’t show up for shift this morning, then you waltz in like it was nothing. It’s been a mess.”

“I’m Mark’s now,” I smiled. “His slut.”

“That guy with the redhead.” A fond smile crossed Anne’s lips. She had learned the joys at eating pussy at Mistress’s hands.

“Yep. Now I need to get these sluts dressed better.” I reached over and grabbed Fiona’s blouse, pulling it over her head to bare her naked, freckled tits. Her nipples were hard. She was excited.

“Lillian,” Anne gasped, looking out at the streams of people passing by. “You can’t…”

“Sure we can,” Xiu giggled, pulling off her her own top, exposing those large tits and her pierced nipples. “We’re Master’s sluts. We can do anything.”

“Oh, my god, Lillian,” Anne groaned.

“Relax,” I laughed, grabbing Xiu’s big tits. “Umm, aren’t these delicious. She loves it when you pull on them.”

“I really do,” Xiu moaned.

Violet was next, dropping her blouse and baring those tiny tits of hers. She was scrumptious, her brown hair in pigtails. Thamina joined in on the fun, sliding off her blouse to expose her dusky tits while keeping her headscarf modestly on.

Anne shook her head. “You can’t do this in the middle of the store.”

“Oh, have fun with us,” I giggled, reaching out to tug down her tube top to expose her pink nipple.

“Lillian!” she blushed.

“Don’t be shy. You had a lot of fun at the club last week. You weren’t shy when Diane and that sexy flight attendant had their hands on you.”

Anne jerked her top back up. “I don’t want to call security.”

“Then don’t.” I grabbed her neck, pulling her close, and kissed her succulent lips. She froze in shock as my tongue wiggled into her mouth. My other hand shot beneath her wispy skirt to stroke her pussy through her fishnets and panties.

A seeping, wet warmth covered my fingers as she moaned. She always was a hot slut. She just needed some help getting over society’s prudishness. What was so wrong about a group of naked women fondling and kissing each other?

Nothing.

“Lillian!” she gasped as I fell to my knees, tearing her fishnets apart to get at her pussy. I pushed her panties to the side, my tongue sliding through her tangy lips, my tongue wiggling in deep. She gasped, humping her hips. “You’re gonna get me fired!”

“Just relax,” Violet purred, pressing up against Anne, nibbling at her neck. She was such a doll. “Have fun with us.”

“Isn’t this getting out of hand?” Desiree asked.

“Master said to have fun,” I moaned between Anne’s sweet thighs.

“He did say that,” Desiree considered. “So I guess we have to obey.”

“That’s my slut,” I laughed and nibbled harder on Anne’s pussy.

“I bet I would be hot in this,” Chasity giggled, grabbing a dress of the shelf.

“Mi Rey would love to see your gorgeous body in that,” Desiree agreed.

Anne shuddered as I licked her twat, her hot flesh sliding across my face as I molested her. Violet’s hands pushed down Anne’s tube top, exposing those small breasts again. The slut leaned down, licking at Anne’s tits, nibbling and biting, savoring every moment.

“Oh, wow, Lillian. You’ve become such a wild slut,” groaned Anne. “I thought you were bad before.”

“Master showed me how a slut really should act,” I answered.

“He’s the best,” Violet moaned. “He taught me to love his cock. I was a lesbian before he popped my cherry in the elevator.”

Master was such a stud.

I found Anne’s clit, nibbling and sucking. Her juices flowed, pouring into my mouth and down my chin. I loved it. Anne convulsed, letting out a low gasp. She was close. I attacked her clit, sucking and nipping with my teeth.

I wanted her to explode, to cream my lips.

I wanted to drink down her juices.

“Yes!” she moaned, bucking hard. “Oh, Lillian, yes! Oh, fuck! I’m cumming in the middle of the store.”

I could hear the gasps of shock from customers walking in. Guys cheered and laughed. Cell phones were recording us. I loved it, my pussy flooding my thighs. Let everyone see Master’s sluts having a fun time.

“Damn, Lillian!” Anne groaned. “Oh, fuck, I can’t believe we just did that.”

I pulled my head away. “It’s your turn,” I giggled, standing up and pulling up my skirt. “I’m so wet.”

Violet pushed Anne down, guiding the blonde’s lips to my pussy. The guys watching cheered in delight as Anne’s lips buried into my pussy. I shuddered in delight, closing my eyes and savoring the attention as Anne’s lips slid through my pussy.

Such wonderful delights. Such treats. I loved it. I was so happy. This is what I needed. To be wild and free. I smeared my pussy on her face, staring out at the horny guys, and a few girls, jiggling my tits at them.

Violet joined me, pressing her budding tits against mine, our tongue swapping as we kissed. The guys loved that. I drank in their attention. Anne’s tongue wormed deep into my pussy, fucking me like a mini-cock.

She stirred my passions. My body shuddered.

I came on her lips.

“What is going on?” an authoritative voice boomed. A radio squawked.

I blinked. Mall security pushed through the crowd.

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Agent Noel Heinrich – Tacoma, WA

I leaned back in the uncomfortable computer chair, a pair of headphones pinching my ears as I listened to the tap on the Puyallup Police Department’s communication center. The Judge had signed the warrants, and the phone company set up the tap.

These days, you didn’t actually have to put a physical bug to tap a line. You just needed the phone company to punch in a command on their computers and you could listen to any landlines. It was rather boring listening to the 911 calls. So far, nothing that screamed Mark Glassner.

I groaned, pulling them away, adjusting my sandy-blonde hair and rubbing my blue eyes. No one told you just how boring investigations were. I was already on my fifth cop of coffee, my bladder growing full, and my mouth had the disgusting, acid aftertaste.

“911, what is the nature of the emergency,” a female operator said.

“Yeah, this is Ryan, head of security down at the South Hill Mall. We have a group of women acting lewd in public. Their naked and, well, doing…things to each other.”

I perked up, snapping my fingers at my partner. Peterson sat up, ripping the headphones off his head, disturbing his balding hair. He pulled my headphone’s jack out, and suddenly the phone call I was listening to burst loud over the speakers in the room.

“They’re in the Goth Topic putting on quite the show,” Ryan continued. “My guys tell me there’s at least six girls all…doing things. Sex things…”

This had to be Mark.

“I don’t see what the problem is,” the operator said. “So there’s some girls naked and having sex. Correct?”

“Yeah. In our stores. In public.”

“That’s none of our concern,” the operator continued. “There is nothing wrong with that.”

“What?” Ryan the security guard grunted. I pictured a fat, ruddy face staring stupidly ahead.

“He’s gassed the 911 operators,” I groaned to Peterson. “He’s really gassed the Puyallup Police Department.”

Peterson nodded. “And Mark’s at the South Hill Mall right now. We need to move. Call the Pierce County Sheriff. We’ll need backup. Their SWAT team with full chemical gear.”

“Right,” I agreed, standing up and grabbing my jacket. I pulled out my phone and dialed the Pierce Count Sheriff’s communication department. “Hi, this is Agent Noel Heinrich, FBI. Badge number…”

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Jessica St. Pierre

Freddy’s contact paid off. Just like my cameraman promised, we got our hands on all the Puyallup Police Department’s radio communications for the last few days. I came on a hard drive and cost $500 dollars for the info, but that would be worth it if it paid off and proved the Puyallup Police Department had been compromised by Mark Glassner.

Freddy and I sat in the news van on Shaw Road just outside of Mountain View Terrace. About an hour ago, a silver Mustang and a white BMW tore out of there, speeding fast. I didn’t catch a good look at the driver, but Mark Glassner was supposed to drive a Silver Mustang.

And that was more proof he was there. Last night, I thought I saw him at the office involved shooting, and he seemed quite friendly with the cops. Even the Chief of Police had shown up. I was certain the Puyallup Police Department was under the control of his gas. I would win an Emmy for breaking this story.

I let out a giddy giggle as I went back to listening to the tapes.

Which was so boring. Most of the communications were so routine, though I was getting better at understanding the messages garbled by static. I stretched my back again as Freddy chugged his energy drink, listening to a police scanner.

My cell phone rang. I pulled it out of my purse. It was Sam, my producer back at the KIRO 7 newsroom. “Hi, Sam,” I said.

“Where are you?” he asked.

“South Hill, working this Mark Glassner story,” I answered. “I think I may have a line on where he’s hiding.”

“Really?” The excitement in my producer’s voice was unmistakable.

“Uh-huh. I think I just spotted him exciting Mountain View Terrace.”

“Isn’t that the street the shooting happened at last night?”

“Yep,” I answered. “Listen. I’m really beginning to suspect that Mark has the Puyallup Police under his control. He’s gassed them or something. I spoke to Agent Peterson, the FBI Agent leading the investigation, this morning, and it was so obvious that he believes it to.”

“Did he say anything?”

“Nothing I can report on, but I feel it in my guts.”

Freddy gave me a look.

“Freddy thinks so, too,” I added.

“Well, we just received a tip that Mark Glassner was spotted both yesterday morning and today jogging naked down Shaw Road near where you’re at.” Paper rustled. “A Matilda Cranston spotted him. She claims the police didn’t care, letting Mark jog unmolested.”

“What’s her address. I’ll get an interview.” I let out another excited giggled, I couldn’t help myself. “Sam, this is a huge story.”

“Go hunt it down,” he ordered.

“I will, Sam.”

“Hey, Jessica,” Freddy said. “There’s something go on at the South Hill Mall.”

“What?” I asked.

“There are a few cops chatting on the radio, joking with their dispatch that Mark must be having fun again. I guess a few calls are coming into 911, but no one seems to care.”

“Let’s roll,” I grinned. Interviewing Matilda could wait. Time to gather more proof that the Puyallup Police were controlled by Mark.

To be continued…

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