Cross Contamination Pt. 09 - Sex Stories

Cross Contamination Pt. 09

... officer her name, but she still couldn't bear the idea of her real name being on any official paperwork. Maybe if she used a nickname, she could get out of this without anything official on the books.

"Gigi," said Gina, wincing a little as it came out. She hated the nickname, and she hadn't heard it for years, much less used it, but it was the only one that leaped to mind.

"Well, Gigi," said the officer with mock politeness, "If you would be so kind as to remove your lovely dress, I need to search you for contraband."

...

Almost a dozen senior officers crowded the small observation room on the other side of the one-way mirror, watching with gleeful anticipation as Officer Baker demanded once again that the newly detained prisoner remove her skimpy dress.

The Chief himself couldn't take his eyes off the spectacle as Baker barked another order at the cringing blonde woman, causing her to reach hesitantly down to the bottom hem of her slutty dress.

"Holy shit!" whispered one of his lieutenants with a wide smile, "I can't believe we have Gina Harlowe stripping in the station."

The chief clapped him on the back, returning his smile. He could barely believe it either. Gina must be insane if she thought she could waltz in here anonymously. She might not know any of the police by name, but she was enough of a ball buster in court that half of the police in the city knew to groan when they had to take the stand in one of her trials. The station was already abuzz ...

... with the hilarious information that she had walked in wearing a hooker dress and covered in jizz. Victor Cross was some sort of miracle worker.

The assembled officers held their breath as uncharacteristically bashful Gina Harlowe was finally pushed by Officer Baker to lift the bottom of her dress, revealing the wide, graceful swell of her hips and a tanned, totally smooth and shaved pussy. The crowd let out a hushed gasp of admiration as the dress climbed further, exposing Gina's impressively flat tummy and big luscious tits, crowned by nipples that were rigid enough to clearly reveal that the harsh treatment from Officer Baker was a shameful turn-on for the little slut. And it was unmistakable even after several hours: every inch of Gina Harlowe's tanned curvy body had been covered in cum. Victor Cross had marked his territory.

"I can't believe this!" guffawed the talkative lieutenant. "Isn't this bitch married? Isn't she a mother? I mean, she's a goddamn lawyer for God's sake!"

"Was," said the Chief with relish, his piggy little eyes focused on Gina's soft, bouncy body. "Was a lawyer. Now she's whatever Victor wants her to be. Right now Victor wants her to be a scared little hooker spending her first night in the drunk tank. And Victor Cross always gets what he wants."

...

Gina shuddered as the smooth, latex-covered hands of the female officer glided over her sticky body. The light touch reminded her that she was naked and the officer was clothed, in complete ...