Cross Contamination Pt. 09 - Sex Stories

Cross Contamination Pt. 09

... a great way for you to smuggle them out of here." He looked Daren in the eye and said "Why don't you wear them?"

Daren wanted to protest, but he knew it would just make Charlie enjoy it more when he was eventually forced to obey. He stepped out of his briefs and replaced them with the light pink panties which had just been rubbed all over Charlie's cock. They fit surprisingly well as they slid up to cover his shameful plastic cage, which made only a small bulge in the thin material.

"They look right on you," said Charlie with a guffaw. "You know what, fourth task. I want you to wear your daughter's underwear to work from now on. Consider it a punishment for losing control of your cock."

Daren boiled with shame and anger as he pulled up his pants and left the office, now hiding two secret shames in his pants.

...

Gina clung desperately to the bars of the drunk tank, trying to see if she could see any prison guards who might take pity on her.

It had been a long unpleasant night in the group holding cell. The other women had immediately sized her up as a whore, like many of them were. Gina had tried to be polite, but the other women had somehow gotten offended, and she had been forced to cringe and apologize. The other women, hardened hookers and drug dealers, had decided that Gina, who was a high-class lawyer and homemaker, was pathetic and beneath them. Being treated with contempt by these types of women, whom she had always judged and pitied, was ...

... humiliating in ways Gina couldn't even begin to describe.

To make matters worse, the holding cell had been uncomfortably warm, and her oozing sweat had kept her semen-smeared body sticky and smelly all night long.

Gina probably looked worse than most of the women in her cell.

She had tried attracting a guard's attention earlier. Asking to call legal representation. She certainly couldn't call Daren. What would her husband think if he saw her in this state, after going to meet with their tormenting sexual bully? The smell alone would paint a picture of the filthy things she had done. She had to call a lawyer she could trust. She knew plenty of lawyers from work, and confidentiality would mean that they wouldn't spread rumors about the situation. The problem was that it was likely to ruin her relationship forever with any lawyer she called.

There was only one logical choice. Xavier. That slimy little weasel's opinion of her probably couldn't sink any lower, and it might actually be an advantage to maneuver him into an attorney-client relationship. It would put restrictions on what he could legally tell people about her.

But It hardly mattered anyway, as the guards had turned a deaf ear to her pleas for a phone call.

Gina slumped against the bars, exhausted and ashamed. Once again, Victor had won. She had tried to humiliate and destroy him, and it was she who ended up defeated. Was Victor really this powerful and connected, or was there something wrong with her?

Gina ...