SIDE Grace under fire

Day77

Grace was happy that she had been hired by this little town police ****. They didn't pay as well as some of the places she had sent resumes to but she could tell from the moment that she crossed the town line that it would be a good fit for her. She had been born in Texas and raised Catholic. She had one brother and two sisters and two fantastic parents. In Texas, most people understood that being Hispanic didn't mean that you were Mexican. Here she had already had two people try to talk to her in Spanish in three days. Her ancestors lived in Texas when it was still part of Mexico. Her Spanish was worse than theirs.

From her first day on the job, she had been buddied up with Julie Owens. The cop was a good ten years older than Grace and as butch as could be. Grace didn't have a problem with that. She was straight as an arrow but had no problem with anyone that wasn't like her. As one of the few Hispanics in a very white town, she was already learning what it felt like to stick out so she understood Officer Owens prickly demeanor. Grace knew that in this town cops usually worked alone, there weren't enough to partner up all the time. But Julie would be there to make sure that she learned the ropes and met most of the town characters and troublemakers before having to face them alone.

Grace's first week had gone smoothly she was living out of a motel room for the time being while she looked for a place to rent or even buy. A little after noon on her first day off someone knocked on her door. It was Julie Owens, she was in uniform but wasn't yet on duty.

"Hey there rookie," Owens said as Grace opened the door. "Mind if I come in for a minute?"

Grace let her in and sat in a chair by the door while Julie sat on the edge of the bed by Grace.

"So, to what do I owe the pleasure?" Grace asked wondering why Julie was there.

Julie smiled widely as Grace said 'pleasure', "I just had an hour or so to kill before going on duty and wanted to see how you were doing." Julie said.

"I'm just trying to get myself motivated," Grace said, "I still haven't gotten my first paycheck and am looking at two hundred thousand dollar houses. Who needs three bedrooms?"

Julie reached out and placed a hand on Grace's arm saying, "Families with children. Do you want to be a part of a big family Grace?"

Grace looked at the hand dubiously, "I already have a big family, in Texas. But I get your point."

Grace felt the tiniest twitch in her loins as she felt the warmth of Julie's hand. The room felt warmer and the air smelled sweeter since Julie had come over. Maybe it was just the scent of some local fauna Grace was unfamiliar with.

"I've got to get changed, do you mind?" Grace said walking back toward the bathroom and makeshift clothes rack where she had hung up as many of her things as would fit.

"No go ahead, don't let me slow you down," Julie said. She didn't seem eager to talk but she also didn't seem eager to leave.

Grace walked into the bathroom to break her line of sight with Owens. She stripped down to her bra and panties and began looking through the several tops she had brought into the bathroom with her. She had left the door open to talk but Julie was quiet.

To break the silence Grace began talking, "This really is a lovely town. You were lucky to grow up here. Low crime, nice weather, friendly people. It's a great place to raise a family."

Julie answered back, "And a great place to be a police officer. You don't get shot at or harassed. Not much in the way of **** or ****."

Grace bent over and picked up the jeans she had just dropped. Then she began working them on, they were very tight. Julie went on but she seemed distracted. "So many pretty people too... it's a real meat market out there if you don't mind fooling around with someone that's married."

Grace felt a harder twinge in her belly now. She was repulsed by the idea of fooling around with a married man but still, she felt herself getting wet as Julie talked. She looked back over her shoulder about where Julie was and gave a disapproving look. It was then that she noticed a mirror on the open bathroom door. In the reflection, she could see the mirror by the sink that was open to the rest of the motel room. Grace suddenly realized that Julie had been able to watch her change between the reflection of the two mirrors. She swiftly pulled on a top and walked back out into the room.

Grace was angry that Julie had been watching her change but didn't want to admit it. Instead, she decided to be mad at Officer Owens implying that she would fool around with married men.

"I would never get between a man and his wife," Grace said as she walked up to Julie who was now standing at the end of the bed.

Julie smiled and said, "I was thinking more about getting between a woman and her husband actually." She was six inches taller than Grace but Grace didn't care she got right up a few inches from Julie and said, "Either way it's wrong and I would never do it."

Julie bent over and whispered in Grace's ear, "You would do anything for pleasure, you would fuck any man or woman. Your just a cheap dirty whore, and right now you desperately want me to fuck you."

Grace began to tremble. She had never considered having sex with a woman before but suddenly she felt her panties get damp. She wanted Julie to throw her on the bed and ravage her. Julie reached down and stroked Grace's face and then lifted her chin and leaned in to kiss her.

Just then there was a loud knock at the door. "GRACE! It's the agent! Are you ready to find your new home?"

Julie let out a loud sign, Grace wondered why Julie wasn't showing her how a woman could make her feel. She really wanted Julie to kiss her, lick her all over, and fuck her at that moment. But Julie let go of her chin and let Grace's chin drop. Julie walked to the door and opened it.

She greeted the real estate agent with a scowl. She was a woman in her late thirties, not unattractive Julie thought as she walked out of the motel room saying, "She's all yours for now. Catch you later Grace."

It was a little after nine and Grace was sitting at the bar of a local dive. She had felt weird ever since she had left to look at houses earlier in the day. She had been so horny the whole time and even found herself checking out the real estate agent. She kept trying to go back to what Julie had whispered in her ear. But it was like a very vivid dream. It had been so important at that moment but as soon as Julie walked out it was lost. She knew Julie said something profoundly important but now it was just an echo of an echo of a dream.

She looked around the place hungrily. Pickings were slim on a Wednesday night and there were more women there than men. Julie had never had a one-night stand before but as she looked from one unappealing man to another she rubbed her thighs together trying to hold in the itch that had been burning through her for hours now, any man would do, maybe even any woman.

She saw two women at the end of the bar. One had very odd hair. It had been dyed green but she was now letting the unnatural color grow out so her brown roots went down several inches. It also looked like she had shaved a part of her head and had had an ear gage that stretched out her ear lope but was now letting herself heal and hair grow back. She was sitting next to a stunning woman in black lycra pants that were so tight you could see everything. She also wore a tight yellow lycra top, with her clothes and silver eyes she looked like a human bumble bee. Grace wondered if she was a queen or a drone.

Those two and a couple of other women had given Grace intent looks that night. The only two men that checked her out were there on dates. A part of Grace found that profoundly disrespectful but a small voice in her head said it didn't matter as long as they fucked her. She shook her head to make the voice go away. Then she saw the two women at the end of the bar get up and head to the women's bathroom together. A minute later Grace decided her makeup might need some touching up so she headed to the bathroom herself.

The two women were in the only stall in the bathroom, they were obviously having sex. Grace's first instinct was to arrest them. But she was off duty and for a half-second wondered if they would let her join them. Grace shook her head again and went to the mirror. Listening to the two, separated by only the thin stall wall next to her made Grace even hornier than she already was. At first, she lingered to listen but as she got hotter she rushed out, it was either that or knock on the stall door and ask to join in.

As Grace walked out into the bar she felt dizzy. She fell back against a wall and began pressing her legs together and wiggling her butt against the wall, she felt like a cat in heat. Her eyes darted around the place and landed on a booth with four young men in it. They looked around college age, a few years younger than Grace to be sure, but not too young. Grace fixed her eyes on them and began sauntering to the booth. The two facing her saw her coming and fell silent. She licked her lips as she reached the end of the table and the other two saw her and also stopped talking.

Grace said, "I'm new in town and was hoping to make some friends. Do any of you want to be my friend?" To her ears, she sounded like whore.

The four young men looked back and forth at each other. Suddenly the one that had noticed Grace first shoved himself into his friend by the wall saying, "Make room for the lady."

They made plenty of room for her but Grace pressed into him when she sat down. She felt like she had to, like there wasn't enough room for her otherwise. She 'accidentally' let her hand rest on his leg, they were so close she had no other choice she told herself, so she left it there.

The four had just sat down and ordered four beers. When the waitress returned a minute later with the beers they ordered five more. Since Grace didn't have one they all offered her some of theirs. By the time the waitress returned the first four beers were drained. Grace hadn't drunk all of it but she had made sure to drink at least a little from each of the men's mugs. Grace found her hand drifting up her neighbor's leg. She felt tingles in her crotch as she felt his hard cock in his pants. As she finished the beer the waitress had brought her she even leaned over to feel the cock of the other man pressed up against the wall on her side of the booth.

After about forty minutes and five rounds, Grace and her neighbor were more than ready to leave. When he suggested that they should go somewhere else the man across from him groaned and said, "no, not yet."

Grace looked around the table and said to her neighbor, "Not just you, let's all get out of here, I have a motel room."

They all looked at her again. The one that had not wanted his friend to go reached for his wallet and said, "I got this covered guys, I'll meet you at the car.

DAY 78

Around 2 am the motel manager knocked on the door and threatened to kick them out because they were making too much noise. The four young men had had their fill of Grace and all left without much trouble. Grace lay in bed and pulled the covers tight to her body.

Grace was a good Catholic girl. She wasn't a virgin but she had never had a one-night stand before. And now she had just debased herself with four men. Grace relived in her mind the moment as she knelt on the cheap bedroom carpet. She remembered as each of the men stood over her while she was kneeling. Each stroking their cocks right in her face. They were like four loaded guns pointed at her and she couldn't wait to make them shoot her. The four had fired their sperm onto her face one after another like a firing squad and Grace had loved every moment of it. She had been such a cheap dirty whore and as her worn-out body drifted to sleep she got wet again just thinking about it. Grace had just learned that she loved being a cheap dirty whore.

DAY 80

It was Grace and Officer Owens first time in a police cruiser since the aborted attempt to subdue her. Julie's spawn was still ready to go but she knew that trying anything while on duty was too reckless. Grace seemed different to Julie. The way she walked and talked seemed looser. And the way she kept chewing and snapping her bubble gum was very aggressive. Julie had been with a cop or two like this in the past when she worked in the city. Always ready for action, ready to chase someone down or draw their gun. Also seemingly more than happy to cheat on their wives with any piece of ass that they took a liking to.

Julie watched Grace's eyes as she stared down a man crossing the street in front of them. He wasn't unattractive for a man but he was still just a man. But Grace was undressing him with her eyes. Then dispatch called them back to the station.

Once inside the dispatcher told Julie that the chief wanted to see her. When Julie left the dispatcher turned to Grace.

"Chief says we can't babysit you anymore, here," she handed Grace a set of keys. "Take number seven and patrol Julie's normal area."

Grace took the keys and said, "East of main and out to the highway?"

The dispatcher smiled and said, "You got it, stay safe."

Not long after getting into the car and heading out, Grace got a call. The dispatcher said, "Old lady Winchester says she saw something suspicious, she calls about three times a week. But go out there and humor her."

"Roger," Grace responded and headed out of town.

Ten minutes later she was pulling up to the big house just outside of town. She spotted several cars parked near the front door and parked near them but still a fair distance apart from them. As Grace walked up the steps to the porch she noticed that the front door was ajar. Grace went into danger mode and put her hand on her gun and readied it to remove from her holster.

She pushed the door open slowly and said in a steady voice, "Mrs. Winchester, are you there? I'm Officer Gonzalaz, I'm coming inside the house now." She cautiously entered and looked around. She heard a sound coming from down a hallway and investigated.

As she reached a solid-looking door she heard another noise. When she opened the door she found a set of stairs leading down into the basement. It was a finished basement with concrete floors and wooden walls. Grace thought she heard something else and headed in further. Now she slowly drew her weapon as she felt worried because of the confined space she was in.

She reached a room with three very sturdy, very new-looking doors. She heard a muffled cry of 'help' come from one of them and rushed to it. When she opened the door she saw that the room was fairly large and had several mattresses on the floor. In the corner furthest from the door sat a naked young woman. Grace rushed to her and held out a hand to help her up saying, "You're alright now I've got you. Just follow me and I will get you out of here.

Then Grace heard the sturdy door slam shut and lock. When she turned four more naked women were in the room standing by the now closed and locked door. Three were as young as the one she had just rescued the fourth was older, in her forties.

The oldest said, "Just take your clothes off and make this easy on yourself, indeed you will find it very pleasurable."

Grace reluctantly aimed her gun at the woman and said, "I don't know what is going on here but don't come any closer. Just let me leave with the girl and we will sort this all out later." Grace heard the girl behind her stand up.

The woman said, "You do not understand, we are superior beings, we will perfect you and you will understand, no one wants to leave here." As she said this the girl that Grace had just 'rescued' raised the stun gun she had been sitting on and pressed it into Grace's back.

Grace had been stunned once before in training and understood what the crackling sound of the stun gun meant. She dropped her gun and fell to her knees. In moments the five naked women were stripping her clothes off.

An hour later Grace was laying on a mattress in the room. The last of the five women had just left after having sex with her. All five of them had made her climax, one after another. She had some understanding of what was happening and was trying to fight. She had said 'I obey' once but was still holding on by a thread to her real self.

Then Officer Julie Owens walked through the door. Grace felt a surge of hope. But it crumbled away as she saw the wide smile on Julie's face. Julie began unbuttoning her uniform as she did she said, "They told me that you're quite the fighter. Trust me it is no good. In fact, if you fight too hard you might break and we can't have that." Julie was removing her bra now. Grace looked at her unnaturally large and perky breasts and felt like less of a woman as she looked down at her own little chest bumps.

Julie laughed as she followed Grace's train of thought. "Don't worry dear you can have ones as big as mine if you only give in to your Master. It can reshape your body and make it however you want. Of course, a little thing like you would look odd with big ole bazookas like these." Julie had let her belt drop to the floor and was now sliding down her uniform trousers.

As she pulled off her white panties she said, "I hate these things but the guys at work were noticing that I stopped wearing them." She walked over to Grace and got down on all fours. Nothing was restraining Grace but she no longer had enough control over her body to do much more than move her eyes and talk.

As Julie lowered her mouth to Grace's sex she stopped and looked Grace in the eyes saying, "You can't imagine how hard it was to wait for this. You are such a little hottie. I wanted you the moment I saw your resume picture. And driving around with you for a week... oooh. I would have had you all to myself days ago if it wasn't for that stupid real estate agent. But maybe that worked out for the best, you are ready to be a cheap dirty whore for me now, aren't you?" Julie had talked to the woman that had direct communicated with Grace's new Master before the five left and she had told Owens about that particular night and the memories associated with it.

"Yes, make me your whore," Grace said giving in then. She did want to be Julie's cheap dirty whore. She wanted to be the whore of every Master in the mansion. She was ready to serve the collective as its best and most eager cheap dirty whore.