Prologue: Betrayal

 

The train ride back to London was a blur. Her thoughts empty and desolate. She was met off the train and driven through the dark streets, staring out the window at the city lights that flashed past.

She thought of Sergeant Kent as they drove. Even after a year away from him she could still see him as clearly as if he were in front of her, could still hear his voice, smell his sweat...

 

He grabbed her chin, pulling her face up, 'Do I look like I'm fucking joking? I tell you to fuck me, you fuck me ... I tell you to take me up your arse, you fucking get it up the arse ...' he let go of her face and slapped her cheek, '... and if I tell you to get some evidence for a friend, guess what you're fucking going to do!'

 

He and his colleagues had made her life a misery with their brutal appetites but she had no power to defend herself and no way of escape. She was just a street kid who had grown into an outlet for Kent's desires. She had done whatever they asked and when that had meant getting close to Gary Marshall - what choice had she had?

 

She leant further over the bar, knowing that the skirt had ridden up to reveal the welts that smothered her buttocks. It was an invitation and one that was quickly accepted. She squirmed exaggeratedly as a hand slid over her bruised buttocks, gently stroking her skin.

'Looks like someone enjoyed you recently,' he said softly into her ear.

She leant her head back against his shoulder, her breath stirring the fine hairs on his cheek as she said, 'We both did.'

His stroking fingers lifted her skirt so that he could look at the welts more closely. 'It must have hurt.'

'It did ...' Mia breathed, circling the stem of her glass between her fingers, '... and I loved it.'

 

What happened next had been enough to attract Marshall's attention and after he had enjoyed her further, in a less public location, she had earned herself an invitation to his house as a gift for his wife on their anniversary.

 

Using the end of the crop, Marshall turned her head to the right and her eyes widened at the sight that greeted her. An attractive blonde was tied to an upright x-shaped frame. She was blindfolded and gagged, her chest heaving as she fought to regain her breath. Her breasts and the front of her thighs were lined with red where the crop had struck. He gave a nod in his wife's direction and Mia slowly crawled over until she was positioned between her widely spread legs. She stared at the swollen pussy before her and breathed heavily as her own passions rose in response to the arousal that she could see before her. She leant forward, her tongue flicking between the labia lips and seeking out the hardened clitoris. The woman jumped, her groan as muffled as her cries had been and tiny quivers ran down her thighs. The woman's reaction had an instant effect on Mia and she immediately started to feast on the pussy before her. The groans grew louder and when he had removed the gag, they became tiny cries. Mia worked even harder at her pussy, determined to make her scream.

 

She had managed to get into his house but the evidence that Kent wanted wasn't there and she had left empty handed. Her only hope was Alex - a street kid like herself, grown into a burglar and thief. She had found it easy enough to break into Marshall's home but it was Mia alone who went to the study - and that was where Marshall found her.

 

He laughed at the fear in her eyes, 'I'd like to make you an offer.'

'What offer?'

'The kind that you will agree to or I call the police right here and now and let them have you.'

'I need more details,' Mia replied, although anything that he offered had to be better than the alternative of returning to Kent empty handed.

'A year, working for me.'

'Working?'

'Do you agree?'

'What would I be doing?'

'Do you agree?' he asked and then flicked his phone open when she didn't respond fast enough.

'Okay ... okay,' she half cried, holding her hands up, 'I'll work for you.'

'For a year ... twelve months is all I want from you and then you will be free to go. Agreed?'

Mia took a deep breath, 'Okay.'

He studied her for a moment before reaching into his pocket and retrieving a roll of money. He lifted a few notes and held them out. 'Go to the station tomorrow and buy a one way ticket to Glenhassen.'

'Where's that?'

'Scotland.'

'But ... I thought I would be working for you.'

He smiled nastily, 'You will be ... you'll be working very hard, trust me.'

 

And she had worked hard. The Movie House was as its name suggested - a place where any desire, any dark dream could be realised and it all happened in front of the cameras. Mia had learned to suffer the pain and to take the pleasures where they could be found as she waited for her contract to end.

And now here she was - entering the study where all this had begun a year ago.

Gary Marshall stood as she was shown into the room. He smiled as he appraised her, 'I've heard good things about you. I'm looking forward to seeing the results.'

She stared back at him, silent and emotionless.

His smile didn't falter, 'Oh, come now, they didn't break you up there, I know they didn't.'

Mia sighed, 'So, what happens now?'

Marshall returned to his desk and sat on the edge, lighting a cigarette. 'I assume this concludes our business?'

Mia frowned and then realised that he wasn't talking to her but to someone who had entered the room behind her. Before she could turn, a booted foot kicked the back of her legs and she fell to her knees. An all too familiar hand twisted in her hair and yanked her head back. 'And where the fuck have you been?' Kent spat in her face.

'We discussed this, Sergeant Kent,' Marshall said. 'Don't ask her about the last year because she won't tell you.'

Kent snarled and pushed her head away, making her fall face first to the floor.

'I assume that this show of good faith will keep your nose out of my business?' Marshall asked.

Kent bent to grab Mia's arm and hauled her to her feet. 'For now,' he growled and then turned and marched Mia out of the room.

 

Chapter One: Anguish

 

It was as if the last year had never happened.

Kent took her to some waste ground and threw her over the bonnet of his car. He yanked her trousers down her legs and forced her chest onto the hot metal. She groaned as he drove into her, his nails digging into the flesh of her buttocks. He fucked her harshly and she was too scared to feel even the barest hint of arousal that would have normally helped her to suffer his attentions. When he was done, with his come sliding down the inside of her thighs, he beat her buttocks with his belt. They were glowing red and smothered in welts before the first scream escaped her lips. This was the first indication of the changes that she had undergone in the last year - she was so much stronger. Her fear of Kent kept her from noticing that herself and his fury blinded him to the change in her. She had always been strong and perhaps that was why he had enjoyed her so much - in time he might notice how strong she had really become, although it was doubtful if he actually would. Kent was not interested in her strength - there was little about her that he was interested in. All he cared about was what he could get from her and once he had satisfied his lust and his anger, he had a further use for her before the night was out.

He allowed her to rearrange her clothing while he smoked a cigarette. He watched her silently, his eyes narrowed. 'You will tell me where you have been for the last twelve months,' he suddenly announced, 'I will make you tell me.'

Mia kept her eyes down and didn't respond. She would not tell him where she had been - she was not sure she even believed that it had actually happened. It all seemed like a dream now.

He flicked his cigarette away and waved for her to get back into the car. He didn't check if she did, seeing no need as she knew what would happen if she dared to disobey him.

 

Thirty minutes later and she felt her chest constrict as they drove into a truck stop at the edge of the motorway. Her throat dried as she stared out at the assembled trucks and the fifteen or so truck drivers that clustered in small groups near the rigs. Upon seeing the police car approach, a few of the drivers turned and headed for their trucks while the others clustered into one smaller group. He stopped the car and got out. His appearance drove most of the other drivers away but three remained, watching with interest as Kent dragged Mia out of the car.

'Evening, Sergeant Kent,' one of the truckers said as they approached.

Kent looked from one the driver to the next before he said bluntly, 'What news have you got?' As with most things with Kent, he didn't waste time on pleasantries.

The one who had first spoken slowly crossed his arms, 'Country's in a terrible state ... petrol prices are crippling us ...' A slow smiled creased his face as Kent sighed angrily. It was clear that the three men liked Kent as much as Mia did. If Kent was aware of this, he didn't care.

'You want a down payment on that information then?' He grabbed Mia's arm and threw her to her knees in front of the trucker, 'Twenty minutes - make the most of it.'

'Thirty minutes,' he responded, his fingers playing at his zip.

Kent eyed him carefully, 'Usual down payment - just the mouth?'

He nodded, 'As long as full payment is the usual.'

'Alright, twenty-five minutes then.'

'Fuck sake,' he sighed but bent to grab Mia's arm anyway, hauling her to her feet. She was led behind the trucks and made to stand while the first one leant back against the back and opened his fly. Sighing softly, Mia dropped to her knees and took his half erect cock in his mouth. The other drivers moved to stand either side of her, both of them stroking their cocks to hardness as Mia worked at the first one.

'Fuck me,' the trucker sighed with surprise, 'where the fuck did Kent find you?' She flinched as his fingers found her hair, twisting it through his fingers as she worked at him. She worked hard at his cock - partly to make him come quickly but also because she didn't know how else to pleasure him. If a year at the Movie House had taught her anything, it was how to perform to her best without any second thought. Her fingers found his bollocks and she squeezed gently, making him grunt in surprise as he suddenly bucked his hips and shot his come down her throat. The men on either side laughed as he pulled back and tucked himself away, glaring angrily at her. 'You wanna be fucking thankful that we'll be enjoying you again in a little while ... or I'd make you pay for making me come that quick.'

'Well, I for one am grateful that you're getting fucking premature,' the second trucker laughed, earning a glare from the first. He laughed again as he slipped his cock between Mia's lips, 'Oh, calm down Jock, I'm only fucking with ya.'

'Yeah, well fuck the slut instead,' he grumbled.

Sniggering, he held Mia's head as he slid back and forth.

'Make him come quick too,' the third announced loudly, 'then I can get my share of the price.'

Mia did little to pleasure the second man who seemed content to fuck her mouth as if it were her pussy. His come soon joined the first trucker's and as the twenty-five minutes neared their end a third lot filled her stomach.

'Cheers, Jock,' the second trucker said and slapped him on the shoulder, 'We owe you one.'

Jock nodded, 'Yep, you do.' He hauled Mia to her feet and then she and Jock returned to Kent while the other drivers wandered off. It was then than Mia realised that she had only been meant as a payment to Jock - there was no point arguing though and Kent was just as likely to punish her for giving her services away.

Kent lit himself a cigarette as Jock approached and then offered him the packet. Thanking him, Jock took the cigarette and a light, blowing smoke into the air as he leant back against his rig.

'So, what you got for me?'

Jock puffed another lungful of smoke into the night air before he replied, 'He's squeaky clean.'

'That's it?' Kent demanded, 'You fuck my whore's mouth and then what - you're trying to fuck me too?'

Jock laughed but there was nervousness in his eyes, 'Nah, mate, seriously ... I tried everything ... spoke to anyone who would talk to me. I'm telling ya, there's nothing on him.'

'Yeah, who'd you talk to then?' Kent snarled.

'My missus ... her brother is a solicitor and she asked him for me. This guy is known for being above ... what was that fucking word she used? ... reproach?'

'Do you even know what that means?'

Jock shrugged, 'All I know is that this guy has no vices. He drinks, sure, but not to excess. He don't smoke and has a lovely wife who goes everywhere with him. Apparently he doesn't even have a mistress.'

'So, his only pleasure is fucking up the reputations of honest, hard-working coppers like me?' Kent growled, 'Fuck that, I'll find a way in.'

Jock flicked the cigarette away and eyed Mia carefully before saying, 'So, I can ..?'

Kent followed his line of vision and snorted, 'Yeah? In your fucking dreams!'

'Ah, come on, I got the information you wanted.'

'You gave me squat,' Kent responded angrily and moved to turn away but stopped and turned back to Jock, 'You said your brother-in-law is a solicitor?'

'Yeah.'

'So, how does he know about Judge Robert Perfect?'

'He's up at the courthouse most days, that's where he's based.'

'Can he get near the judge's chambers?'

Jock shrugged, 'Maybe.'

Kent grabbed Mia and pushed her towards Jock, 'Find out!'

Smiling, Jock pushed Mia against the side of the truck, nodding eagerly, 'You bet.'

'You fucking better.' Kent stated as he watched Jock fumbling to undo Mia's trousers. 'Take your fucking trousers off,' he ordered her. Jock unfastened his own trousers as he watched Mia strip, his breath quickening as her smooth thighs and shaved pussy were revealed. When she was naked from the waist down, he kicked her feet apart and forced himself between her thighs. He guided his cock forwards and then drove upwards, piercing her and lifting her feet off the floor. Her gasp was hidden beneath his grunt of satisfaction as he started to thrust into her. Mia's body quickly responded to his invading cock. Kent's earlier fucking had left her aroused and the taste of the three men on her tongue had only made it worse. He lifted her feet off the floor with each thrust, his strength was intoxicating and she felt her head swim as her arousal crested. Groaning, she leant her head back against the truck and closed her eyes. His fingers gripped her buttocks, nails digging into her flesh and she gasped at the sudden sting. Jock moved slightly, his shirt dropping between them and Mia cried out as the material rubbed against her clitoris. His nails dug in harder as his own climax neared and then suddenly Mia cried out, pushing her shoulders against the truck behind her to thrust her hips forward as her climax ripped through her.

'What the fuck?'

She heard Jock's surprised anger through the haze of her orgasm and gasped as he was suddenly gone from inside her. Weakened by her climax, she slipped to her knees as Jock stepped back, cursing angrily. She slowly lifted her head to see Jock swiping at a puddle of wetness that covered the bottom of his shirt and his thighs. As she did she felt her climactic juices soaking her pussy and inner thighs.

'What the fuck was that?' Jock demanded as he pulled his trousers up. 'Fucking filthy slut!' His hand swiped down, catching her cheek and knocking her to the ground.

'Alright, alright,' Kent sighed but made no move to protect Mia as Jock used her hair to drag her back to her knees.

He backhanded her across the same cheek and then rounded on Kent, 'D'ya see what that filthy slut just fucking did?'

Kent waved dismissively, 'Just find out if your brother-in-law can get someone into the Judge's chambers.'

Jock waved at the bulge at the front of his trousers, 'And what the fuck am I supposed to do with this?'

Kent shrugged, 'I fulfilled my end of the deal.' He stepped round him and grabbed Mia, 'Go find another fucking whore to finish you off.' He waved at her to grab her clothes and then turned and walked away, she followed, grimacing as stones bit into her naked feet.

 

As they neared Kent's car Mia began to shiver with fear - she knew that what had just happened would not go unpunished.

'Stand there,' he ordered, pointing to the back of the car.

Mia did as she was told, waiting for him as he moved to the bushes by the side of the car. He returned a few moments later with a smooth branch that he bent between his hands, testing the resistance of the thin switch. She eyed him nervously as he opened the boot and removed a set of plastic handcuffs. Taking her clothes from her, he tossed them into the boot and then slipped the plastic cuffs over her wrists. Once they had been tightened painfully, he turned her round and made her bend at the waist to rest her hands on the floor of the boot. He ran his hand over her smooth buttocks and the fading welts and bruises. He stroked her flesh, studying the marks. 'I want to know where you have been for the past year.'

Mia's eyes widened, 'Sir, I can't tell you.' She had expected him to punish her for embarrassing him in front of Jock but now she realised that he had been considering this since taking her from Marshall's study.

'You will tell me.'

She cried out as the switch sliced her buttocks, drawing beads of blood to the surface. The wood fell nine more times across her flesh before he asked again.

'Master, please ...' she whispered, '... I cannot tell you.'

Ten more blows and he moved to change position. The next blows would be delivered back-handed and they both knew that would increase the power ... and the pain.

'Please, sir ...' Mia whispered, '... I have been sworn to secrecy.'

The switch landed again and again ... too many blows to count. Eventually, her buttocks smeared with blood, Mia fell to her knees.

'I don't like secrets,' Kent told her as he tossed the switch aside and lifted her up, pushing her back over so that she was bent again. She cried out as his fingers smeared the blood between her buttocks, making her tremble as she knew what was to happen next. She tried not to tense but it was impossible not to as his cock forced its way into her arse. She tossed her head, sobbing as she was painfully filled. He fucked her harshly, grunting as he tortured her further with his thrusts.

'I will find out where you have been,' he told her, 'I promise you that.'

He continued to fuck her and slowly his hand moved round to slide fingers over her labia lips. Mia gasped in surprise as he pleasured her, groaning as her arousal grew. A warning flickered in the back of her mind but the feel of his fingers was too good to make her think about anything else but the climax that grew in her loins. Suddenly he climaxed deep inside her and then quickly withdrew, leaving her gasping and sobbing with unspent lust. He spun her round and pushed her back until she was sitting in the boot space. Forcing her legs apart, he slid his fingers into her pussy and teased her innermost sweet-spot. She closed her eyes, despite her uncomfortable position, her pleasure quickly mounted. He drove her to the edge of climax and then stopped, staring into her eyes as they opened.

'Where have you been?'

Tears rolled down her cheeks as she shook her head, lips trembling, 'I can't tell you ... I'm sorry.'

Suddenly his fingers were gone from inside her and she cried out, her thighs quivering. 'Then I shall find out my own way.' He pushed her back and then slammed the boot shut.

 

She sobbed quietly as Kent drove them away from the truck stop. They had been driving for perhaps twenty minutes before they came to a halt. Kent opened the boot and hauled her out, dropping her to the ground and making her lie on her front so that he could release her hands. Mia slowly lifted her head and managed to make out the shapes of a deserted supermarket car park.

'Take this,' he growled and dropped a mobile phone beside her, 'I'll ring you when I want you.' Her clothes were then dumped next to her and he drove off without saying another word. She dressed quickly, sobbing softly with pain and unspent desire. When she was dressed she looked around and saw, on the other side of the car park, a small area of bushes and trees. She stumbled towards it and hid herself amongst the foliage. Leaning back against a gnarled tree truck, she slipped her trousers and pants down to her knees and slipped her fingers into her soaking pussy. She climaxed quickly, sobbing loudly and falling to her knees.