He enjoys his new .

Without a choice, slowly Max crawled nearer to the man. She moved her head to his dirty leather boots. Her tongue darted out and with a disgusting expression on her pretty face and tears in her eyes she began to lick it over the black fabric.

When the man saw her obeying his command he could not hold laughter. Really, this little Whore was now his personal ****. He could let her do anything. Unbelievable!

He looked around, but like the most nights before there was nothing around here that would interrupt his job. Sure, it was a good thing that his shift at this place was quiet, but sometimes he had found it was too quiet. Here and now he was very pleased with this condition.

"Stop it, bitch!" He ordered smiling. Max was chocking when she stopped licking the dirt from his boots.

Her body was obeying the orders but her mind would resist. She had to concentrate her mind not to retch on the feet of her new master. Max hoped that she had a chance to take **** on this man for all of the things he would make her do. But for the moment she must please him, not wanting to risk any punishment. She feared the thoughts of this man who was a pervert, maybe a sadist. After a second look around, the cop ordered Max to follow him behind a concrete wall. This and some other debris would protect them from any possible sight. He knew that it was an offense to leave his place, but he thought ? `Who cares?´

"Ok, Bitch. Now strip. - And make it a little bit interesting. I know you can do it. Show me your tits, cunt and ass. Make me hot. And if you want to cry, do it. I like it when my whore is crying." With slow, lascivious moves Max began to dance and pulled her shirt up. The cold night-air had hardened her nipples and her skin showed goose-bumps. She saw the man staring at her and licking his lips. This sight made her sick and so, supported by his orders her body let her tears flow again. It was so offensive to obey such a pervert and to see that her un hide able feelings of disgust delight him.

Max removed her shoes, and then slowly opened her leather pants and stepped out of them. When she was now only in her slip she saw him open his pants and free his cock. He stroked it while she removed her slip and socks. Now completely naked and shivering in the cold air the man ordered her to take variant poses. Max must spread her legs and bent over, turn around and move her hands over her thrilling body, presenting her firm tits and tight holes. He ordered her to come closer and to hold her Hands over her head.

Now he began to fondle her slim body, painfully squeezing her tits and pinching hard her sensitive nipples. When she twisted from the pain of his grip he ordered her to stand still. With tearful eyes Max saw that he really enjoyed her pain and the power he had about her.

His laughter sounds of pure sadism. He explored her tight cunt, spread her nether lips and pinched her nice round clit with his fingernail. Max winced and could not prevent her body twisting against the pain.

"Nice little cunt, whore. Seems that you are at least a clean girl. And your bush is nice trimmed." He grabbed the small band of pubic hair and pulled at it. It hurt, but Max had the hair trimmed short enough that he could not pull it out.

Frustrated by this realization he rammed his middle finger hard into her dry vagina.

"Hey, - whore. It feels real nice and tight. Wow! Could it be that you are not a slut? What a shame. Tell me, - how many boys have you fucked yet?" he asked, sure she couldn't lie and it would humiliate her more while he moved his finger hard in her hole.

"I seldom have sex. I think only with five or six men."

He leered, then pulled out his finger and sucked smiling at it like a kid on a candy bar. Max shivered, - but not only from the cold air.

"Ok, little sugar-cunt. Turn around. Now I will see your nice little ass!" he commanded. When Max turned around he placed his hands on her firm buttock and kneaded then softer than she had feared. His thumbs spread her Asscheeks.

"Bend down, bitch! I want to see your pooper. And spread your legs"

When Max had done it he let out a little whistle. He ran his fingers over her puckered little opening. "God, what a nice little pooper you have. I think if you had slept with so few boys you would also not allow them to stick their pricks into it, right?"

With new tears in her eyes she answered: "No, I don't like anything in my butt."

"So, so! I think this must then really hurt you!" Suddenly he tried to drive two fingers with all his might into her virgin anus. Max cried out loud of pain but he ordered her to be quiet. He relished how she squirmed when he moved his fingers in her butt.

"Nice to see that we have something in common. You have a tight, sensitive asshole and I like to stuff little poopers very hard. We will have much fun." He pulled out his fingers with verve and Max collapsed on her knees. The Cop turned her around, grabbed her hair and pulled her face to his. Smiling he licked the tears from her cheeks. "Tasty!" he grinned.

"You are a good Bitch. Now kneel down. I want you to give me the best blowjob you can offer. You will suck me gently, and as deep as possible. You will not bite and use your tongue a lot, - lick my balls down to my asshole and you will swallow all what I give you, - understand?"

"Yes." Max whispered unwillingly.

"Beg me to let you begin."

Max felt the strong wish to punch him with all her might into the face, - or better, his nuts. But silently she said : "Please, let me suck your cock."

"Oh, oh, that could you do better. Ask me gently and call me Master!" he ordered.

"Please my Master, let me suck your wonderful big cock." Max said with a devote voice.

"Yes, that"s better, my new little sex-pet. I will grant you your wish." he answered in pure arrogance.

Max knelt down in the dirt, feeling the rough hard ground under her bare skin, but could not refuse. He smiled when he saw the pain in her face. Now Max softly began to stroke his penis with her small hand, before she moved her head into his crotch. She smelled a disgusting stench, - he was not the cleanest one, but then she began tentatively to lick his not-so-enormous cock.

It tasted horrible, but she had ****. Her soft lips kissed his prick and her tongue licked his shaft and he enjoyed the wonderful feeling that her busy mouth gave him.

He closed his eyes and sank back against the concrete wall. He moaned with pleasure while Max was fighting against her nausea about her situation, and the foul stench and taste of this guy's fuck meat, which would make her vomit.

Unnoticed from both of them the big watchdog had come nearer. After his master had spotted that this female was different and gave him signal that now all was all right, he was sedated and sensed around for any danger. - There was nothing.

But he had smelled a pleasing scent from the female before and now it was much stronger, also like the smell of his master. Because he sensed no danger he moved around and came to the place where his master and the female where. One time she send him repulsive signs of this hateful cats, but at the other hand she smelled very exciting.

While the hard debris under her legs hat hurt her too much Max now cowered on tiptoes before her Master, his swelling cock deep in her throat. He had grabbed her hair and pulled her head deep in his crotch when Max felt a new frightening sensation. Only concentrating to bear the unintentional sex-act she had not perceived that the gigantic dog-beast had come closer and now stands behind her. She jerked in shock when she felt first some hot breath at her butt, before the ugly beast suddenly sled his long, hot tongue between her legs. With low voice he growled "Bitch?"

Unable to say anything she gagged on the cop's cock. He opened his eyes and saw what was going on.

"Rokko!" he shouted in amazement.