Joe makes her an offer.

Joe allowed Cecile to masturbate for about fifteen minutes – she managed to climax six times in that time – before making his move. He removed the bullets from the gun and left in next to Cecilia. On her other side, he laid her cuffs. He then sat in front of her with his dick out, standing fully attention. When she hit another orgasm, he called to her.

“That will be enough.”

The policewoman immediately stopped. She was sweaty and flushed from stimulation and her stockings were glittering in the light, from the pussy juices they were covered in.

“Remove your blindfold.”

She did so and looked straight into Joe’s eyes. Joe noticed that one of the woman’s hands returned to her breast and started fondling it slowly, while fingers of the other returned to her pussy and started moving slowly.

“Now listen carefully Cecilia, because you will have to make a very important choice know. On your right, you will find your gun.

You can take it aim at me and arrest me.” Her eyes wondered to the gun but made no move to reach for it.

“On your left side are your handcuffs, you can cuff yourself and seal your fate as a ****.”

She looked at Joe, while her hands quickened their movements.

“And why would I want that.”

“If you arrest me, you will close a cell of **** organization, rescue few girls receive a medal and… return to your lonely home, where you live with nothing but fantasies of the world I am offering to you. You are how old? 42? In last fifteen years, how many times you had such a good fuck? Or was it only your hand that kept you a company? I’ve seen your laptop – it’s filled with porn of submissive women – older submissive women.” Her hand tweaked her nipple and she moaned “Stories, pictures, movies… gathered for years.

You don’t want to catch me. You want me to catch you. That’s why you came here without a backup. That’s why you came in wearing clothes in which I could easily sell you. That’s why you left an unsecured laptop on the back of your car, for me to find.

Of course, I could be wrong. If that is so, then just pick up the gun.”

“…I you think that then why not just stun me and drop into a box and sell?” She moaned out but still didn’t reach for the pistol. Her hands were too busy playing with herself.

Joe laughed.

“Make no mistake. I’m a butcher and you are a sow. Old, slutty sow who realized that soon it will be too late to collect her meat, that her picking time is long behind her. I could process you and sell you… but the price would be rather low… on the other hand, if you showed full cooperation, an eagerness in your new occupation as a flesh meat – then I could fetch some more money for you. Because in the end, you are nothing more than a merchandise to be sold with maximum income.”

Cecilia shook, as she climaxed at a description of how the Joe sees the situation. She was panting heavily saliva dripping on her breasts as she looked at the handcuffs. Her nipples were so hard that she could probably cut the glass with them, her sweaty body flushed red rocked back and forth as her hands continued to caress her breasts and finger fuck her pussy.

Joe smirked – the woman practically trained herself to be a slutty ****. And now she was his for the taking.