Paying protection

Someone grabbed Charlotte’s pigtails and twisted them in his hand, making her look up.

“Where’s my money, whore?”

Charlotte went doe eyed. A policeman towered over her.

“You are new, huh? Here’s how it works. I’m Vice Squad Joe. This is my park. You want to sell your pussy in my park, you pay me a grand a week. Do you have a grand?”

Charlotte shook her head. The cop yanked it back up.

“Then you owe me five grand tomorrow night, you dumb whore. Open wide.”

Charlotte was bewildered. The cop kicked her in the side.

“Open wide, I said.”

Charlotte opened her mouth. The cop pulled her up by her pigtails with one hand, unzipping himself with the other. He took his thick cock and **** it past Charlotte’s lips. He then grabbed a pigtail in each hand and rammed his cock into her throat.

“I love facefucking dumb whores like you.”

Joe wound a pigtail in each fist, pulling painfully on Charlotte’s scalp, and made true on his words. There was no escape from the relentless **** on her face. She teared up, breathing desperately through her nose, as every thrust cut off her air. Joe pounded into her face, stretching her jaw and filling her throat with his shaft.

“Here’s a free deposit on me, whore,” he roared, shooting his load into her mouth. Charlotte looked up tearfully at the officer of the law as she swallowed his spunk.

He spat on the ground, looking down at her.

“You owe me five thousand tomorrow, you dumb slut. You better pay, or the precinct’s going to take five thousand worth of fucking out of your body. The boys like to play rough. Last whore who didn’t pay, we used her funbags as a dart board.”

He grabbed Charlotte’s blouse and pulled it off her.

“Free marketing tip, whore. You gotta show your goods to sell them.”

Charlotte stood up after the cop walked away. Her boobs hung free. Other than the tiny red tartan skirt, she was practically naked in a bad part of town in the middle of the night, with pimps and druggies and worse all around. What was she going to do?