Making of Kingpin - Copied

[hirarandi]

Looming over me was a blonde bombshell. She was wearing a security officer outfit and had a large, black truncheon in her hand which she was just tucking into her holster. As she did so she extracted her gun and pointed it at me.

In the dingy light it was hard to make out her features, but it was obvious that she was sexy as hell. Despite the trouble I was in I still felt my dick stiffen as I looked up at her.

The most immediate thing that struck me was her huge tits, which jutted out from her body even while contained within her uniform. Her blonde hair was tied in a bob and she had sexy blue eyes. If I'd seen her in a bar then I would have made it my business to get to know her a lot better.

As it was I had no choice but to wait for her to make the next move. It was a novel feeling, being helpless and at the mercy of someone else. But looking up at her strong, sexy body I felt aroused rather than frightened.

I tried to conquer this feeling. I knew I was in serious trouble and would need to use all my brain power to get out of it. I cursed my misfortune. Our gang had been running drugs ops for month without even a whiff of security officer interest. Given the neighbourhood we were operating in they couldn't give a shit. It was just my luck to be caught and the very first time I'd done the deal myself.

As I was considering all this the cop said, "Stay still while I search your vehicle."

A few moments later she shouted, "Looks like someone has been a very naughty boy. This is a hell of a lot of coke you've got here."

I saw her come back into view and watched as she carried my gear and my gun to her patrol car which I now saw had been parked just out of sight behind a large, overgrown bush. I couldn't help but stare at her firm ass as she walked away.-

I knew my only chance now was to bribe the pig. Most of them were corrupt in one way or another so I had a chance. And if I could get into her pants too ...

The thought grabbed hold of me and I imagined myself underneath her strong, supple body as she bounced on my dick and begged for the bad drug dealer to fuck her harder. My dick throbbed in my pants and so I was surprised as I felt her roughly dragging me to my feet and towards her car.

As she did so she told me I was under arrest and started reading me my rights. I knew I didn't have long so as soon as she had bundled me into the back of her car I started my spiel.

"Listen up, bitch." My voice was strong and confident, far more than I felt. I knew my only chance here was to act the big shot and brazen my way out of this. "How much d'you earn as a pig? Cos whatever it is I bet it ain't much. I'm sure I could double it, triple it. Easy. So what do you say? I mean, I gotta great lawyer. He's gonna get me out of all this fine. You know how easy it is for lawyers to run rings around you pigs. But I'd rather not bother with all that hassle. So what do you say? I'll give you a few hundred dollars and you can let me go right now. Not a bad deal, huh?"

It didn't take me long to realise it wasn't gonna fly. The cop was ignoring me. She'd turned the ignition and had driven off before I'd finished speaking. Damn. I sure hoped I was right about my damn lawyer. But that was the least of my problems. If Troy found out about what I'd been up to. Fuck. It wasn't even worth thinking about. Still, I'd been in tight scbangs before, but I'd always found a way out. I was sure this was going to be no different.

It wasn't long until I realised how wrong I was.

The cop only drove for a few minutes before pulling up outside what appeared to be just a normal house. I was confused. Why wasn't she taking me to the cop shop?

But I didn't have much time to think. Before I knew what was happening she had bundled me out the car, unlocked the door to the house and pushed me inside.

With my legs still tied together I fell to the floor, my head banging into it heavily and once again causing me to briefly lose consciousness. When I awoke I was being dragged into what must have been a front room and I felt myself being lifted up into a chair.

As soon as I opened my eyes I felt a chill of fear rush down my back, which had nothing to do with the temperature of the room. It was like my insides had disappeared and I had to gasp for air to stop myself from retching. How could this have happened? It wasn't possible.

Troy was stood in front of me, with a huge shit-eating grin on his face. He was totally butt naked and kneeling in front of him was Dixie. Her mouth was pressed against the foreskin of his huge dick, which jutted out from his body like a spear.

For a moment I couldn't think straight. The shock was just too much. In just a few minutes the world that I had spent years constructing had fallen to pieces. It had been blown up in a matter of seconds. Whatever the reason, whatever the explanation I knew that was in serious danger now.

As the numbness of the shock started to wear off it began to be replaced by fear. I knew Troy. I knew what he did to people who crossed him. And it wasn't pretty. I could be mean and ruthless. But I was a Saint compared to Troy. Most people had limits, but he didn't. I knew that he'd lost both his parents to gang violence when he was still really young, and it was like that had robbed him of any sense of morality or compassion. And now I was at his mercy.

And then I started to think about how this had happened and as the gears in my head started to crank I started to realise what had happened.

Troy had been watching me this whole time, his face still grinning smugly.

"Yep that's right, Mike." He finally spoke. His voice was deep and authoritative. There was no question who was in charge here. "You've been played by that dumb blonde slut you thought you owned."

I wanted to respond but I couldn't. My mouth was dry and I felt clammy as Troy continued to revel in my discomfort.

"You were right about something though. She is a dumb blonde slut. It's just unfortunate for you that I own her, not you. Always have and always will, ain't that right babe?"

Dixie pulled herself off his cock and nodded, before returning to nuzzle it gently as though it was painful to be separated from it for even a second.

"You really were dumb, Mike. And to think I thought you were clever. How could you ever think that you could compete with THIS?!"

As he said the last word he violently pulled Dixie off the end of his dick and swivelled round so that he was facing me head on.

"I know that yours is a decent size, Mike. But you really thought that a slut that had been banged by me could ever be owned by you?"

I stared open-mouthed as Troy held his giant prick just inches from my face. It was absolutely massive. Bigger than any dick I'd ever seen.

I knew it was big. Having seen it flaccid in the locker room showers hundreds of times I knew that. Plus there were all the stories about it. Every chick he'd ever fucked had raved about it. But I'd always thought that he was a shower, not a grower. And the dumb sluts he'd fucked had been innocent little virgins who would have been impressed by any large unit.

But now I realised Troy wasn't just a shower. He was a grower too. His shaft was so big that even his huge bucket-sized hands could not fully encase his girth. And it must have been at least a foot long too. It made me and my nine incher seem puny by comparison.

"I mean don't get me wrong you had the right idea. Fuck a slut like Dixie hard enough and she'll do anything for you. Including whore herself out to some schmuck that's got ideas above his station."

He was taunting me now, goading me. But I still couldn't tear my eyes away from his dick. Well more accurately his battering ram. It loomed in front of me like a torpedo and all I could do was gawp at it like an innocent college girl who'd never seen a cock before.

I realised that he was right. How could I have been so stupid and deluded as to think I could compete with that? Hell, it was like he wasn't even human. But I couldn't deny the evidence right in front of me.

In horror I saw the tube of hard, thick muscle move towards me. Jamming my mouth shut I tried to move back but there was nowhere to go. I started to grow cross-eyed as it took up more and more of my vision.

And then I noticed the smell. It was that musky, masculine odor that filled locker rooms after a particularly long practice session. But it was so strong and so pure that I began to feel light headed. Next second I felt it poke my chin and I felt a frisson of energy surge through my body.

"My head's up here, Mike." Troy was openly laughing at me as he saw my inability to cope with his physicality. As I looked up I saw a figure that was as close to masculine perfection as it was possible to imagine. From his short, spiky brown hair, to his rugged jaw line and down to his toned, ripped abs Troy was the archetypal alpha male and I felt myself swooning in his presence.

Gone was my cocky arrogance. Gone were my feelings of superiority. Gone was my sense of self worth. It was like I had never been in the gang. Like I'd never fucked all those sluts. Like I'd never been confident or macho.

For a second our eyes locked together. All I could see in his emerald eyes was strength and power and victory. And I knew all that he could see in mine was weakness and submission and defeat.

In that moment I realised my place in the hierarchy of the world. I realised my own inferiority and as I did it was like something irreparably broke inside me. I no longer knew who I was, or rather who I had become and I felt more fear and uncertainty about the future than I had ever felt before in my life.

"And as you can see Mike, I'm not satisfied doing that to just one slut. I can do it to lots of them. And that's even better. Cos then you know that they've got rivals, who are just as eager and willing to spread their legs and have their cunts killed by me."

As he continued to talk he swaggered across the room to the cop who was still standing by the door watching the scene unfold.

"And for a guy like me there ain't no chick who can keep up with me, though this one certainly puts in a good effort. Don't you, Roxy?"

Roxy nodded just as eagerly as Dixie had a few moments earlier, evidently eager to impress Troy.

That name rang a bell and suddenly I realised who this busty blonde cop was, she'd been a teacher at our college but had looked so different out of uniform and with her blonde hair flowing down to her shoulders.

Troy turned back to face me. "You recognise Roxy don't you Mike? Yeah, that's right," he nodded as he recognised my understanding, "She was a teacher at our college. But as you can see she was actually an undercover cop investigating our gang. Well until I fucked her brains out and sent her back to work as my own personal undercover agent."

My jaw had slackened again. Troy had managed to fuck an older, experienced undercover cop so hard that she'd been turned into his loyal bitch. How was that possible? Doing it to Dixie was one thing, but getting Roxy under his spell too?

As I took in the latest shock of the evening it only reinforced my appreciation for Troy's superiority. He really was the alpha jock stud that he made himself out to be. I had been so used to seeing guys swagger about as if they were the toughest, meanest dudes around only to crumble once put under real pressure that I thought that's what Troy had been doing.

I thought he was a dumb, sex-craved moron who didn't have a clue what was going on as long as he was able to stick his dick into his latest slut. But how wrong I had been. He had set this whole thing up. He had been playing me the whole time, pulling the strings and constructing a trap around me which I had blundered straight into.

"Anyway, that's enough talking. It's probably easier if I show you what a proper alpha does to take ownership of his sluts. I'd advise you to enjoy the action because you aren't gonna be seeing sexy chicks like this while you rot in jail."

Troy's last sentence struck home with me like a dagger to my heart. I knew he was right. With the amount of coke on me I was going to be locked away for a very, very long time.

What irony. Having thought I was too clever to ever get caught and sent down, I was now looking at a long stretch inside courtesy of one of those dumb jocks I had felt so superior to.

It was only now, when I was helpless to do anything about it, that I realised what a fool I'd been. Not so much in underestimating Troy, that had turned out to be stupid but there was no way that I could have known the truth about him, not really.

No. I had been a deluded fool in thinking that I could play this game and win. This life ended in one of two ways, in a prison or in a morgue. I had thought that special rules applied to me, like I am sure many others had before me and many others would in future. But there was nothing special about me. As it turned out I was just another dumb jock who thought he could beat the system.

I was jolted out of my self-pity though by the sounds coming from across the room. When I looked across I saw that Troy had sat himself down on the other sofa, his legs spread wide like a King on his throne.

Dixie was leaning across him and their lips were connected in a passionate kiss. One of Troy's hands had reached round and had firmly grabbed hold of her tight, sexy rump. And as I watched he started to insert a finger into her puckered ass. She moaned as he did so and her mouth slipped away from his, releasing ropes of saliva which dripped down onto her heaving chest. But seconds later Dixie had pushed herself forwards again and their lips reconnected in a renewed clinch.

In between his legs Roxy was kneeling, as though at the altar of a god. She had stripped out of her uniform so it was only now that I could appreciate how sexy she was. Her whole body was just so toned and tight. I knew from earlier that she was physically strong but she was like some muscled girls who just look manly and butch. Her muscles fit perfectly to her frame, emphasising her feminine attributes.

She was a bit taller than Dixie and her ass stuck out more prominently. As I looked at the curves on her booty I could not help to become aroused. I'd seen a lot of asses in my time but nothing had entranced me like the one Roxy was showing off. It looked so firm and tight, but at the same time curved out from her body, giving you something to grab onto while you fucked her. 

Roxy was sticking her ass up in the air and I could see underneath her pink clit. It was glistening and as I watched I saw a drop of her sweet nectar fall to the floor. If there was one thing I knew it was how a slut looked when she was desperate to be fucked. And boy was Roxy desperate. I knew from the way she was attacking Troy's dick that she hadn't seen any action for a while.

She was giving Troy a rabid, frenzied blowjob. The type that only a really desperate bitch could, one who had been starved for weeks and was now being confronted by a feast. But even then it was still a struggle for her. She was bobbing up and down on his prick as though her life depended on it but had so far only managed to get about a third of it into her throat.

While that might not sound impressive given the length, and more importantly the girth, she was dealing with it was not an insignificant achievement. At the same time both her hands were at work, alternately stroking the base of Troy's shaft and massaging his huge balls. I had only just realised how massive they were, like two plums beneath his big bazooka.

But Troy evidently wasn't as impressed as I had been at Roxy's efforts. I saw him bring his other hand down and grab hold of her head. In one powerful move he shoved her face down onto his pole before dragging it back up and repeating the movement. In unison he started to thrust his hips, so that his dick slammed further down her throat just as her head was rocked forward by his powerful arms.

A few minutes earlier I had seen Roxy as a strong, powerful cop able to take down any criminal. And here she was now. On her knees with her mouth being used as a cheap fuck hole by a monster dick. She was squealing now, like the pig she was, though it was pretty hard for her to do anything else. But she wasn't resisting Troy. He had her under his control with just his huge fuck stick and one of his hands. That was all he needed. All while he had another hot slut wrapped around his mouth. He wasn't even looking at Roxy and yet he had made her submit to him and was using her to fulfil his needs without a care in the world about how that made her feel.

I could see she was struggling to breathe now as Troy buried himself deeper and deeper inside her. There was no let up to his pace, if anything it was accelerating. Her saliva was now pouring out her mouth as she slobbered over his dick. All that did was make it look darker and even more imposing, while the slickness was helping it slide further and further down her throat.

Her cheeks were pushed out and going red from the exertion that she was being put through and her whole body was jiggling from the head down as the rapid, jerky motion swept through her whole body. She was now dangling on the end of Troy's huge pole, and her mouth had opened wider than I thought was physically possible. I could see that Troy had now managed to get more than two thirds of his meat stick down Roxy's throat and with a gasp of surprised I could see her throat bulging obscenely each time his cock pistoned into her waiting mouth.

I noticed out of my peripheral vision that Dixie had slipped off Troy now and was watching with a mixture of awe and jealousy as she witnessed his total domination of this hot, blonde cop. She now looked totally unrecognisable as she flailed around helplessly. Troy was now using both hands as he continued to brutally face fuck her.

Roxy was now retching and gagging as she failed to cope with the assault.

"That's it, bitch. Missed this, haven't you? You've been desperate to get fucked for weeks by a real man. Well don't worry cos we've got all night."

As he spoke these words Troy stood up, dragging Roxy with him. He was able to manoeuvre her easily, having turned her into his fuck doll. Her head contorted further as he bent her over on his back while continuing to pile drive his dick down her defenceless throat. Eventually her head reached the floor and Troy thrust even more violently until eventually his balls were resting on her chin.

"Ugh. Knew you could take it all you, cock hungry pig."

He just held his spear in that position for what seemed like an eternity. His huge hulking frame leered over Roxy and I saw that her eyes had gone blank, unable to process what this beast of a man was doing to her. I wondered if he was going to suffocate her to death with his huge dick. And I instinctively knew that if he did he wouldn't care, as long as he was satisfied.

I knew in that moment that I was the amateur and he was the professional. What I had done to Dixie seemed like what a nerd would do while losing his virginity when compared to what Troy was doing to Roxy.

It was brutal. It was inhumane. It was grotesque. And it made my dick throb harder than it ever had before, even while I had been fucking Dixie. I couldn't help but be in awe of Troy and envy his power. He was showing me exactly how he had bent these sluts to his will. It hadn't been through manipulation or trickery or cleverness. It had been through brute power. And boy was it effective. There was no doubt that he owned these pair of cunts so thoroughly that they would sell their own grandmothers to please him.

Eventually Troy let out a grunt and he must have cum because Roxy started retching and struggling between him even more. And then a few seconds later his thick seed started to seep out of the sides of her mouth and dribbled down her nose. Troy had clearly filled her up completely with his load and now she was overflowing.