Female Detective Zero, Part 2 (Complete)

Chapter Two: The Nightmare Returns.
After dealing with Shinpachi, Detective Zero decided to take a break. The past few days had been utterly exhausting for her, both physically and mentally. She went to a hot spring resort for a vacation. When she returned to her office, an unsigned envelope lay on her desk, without a postmark or stamp. "Huh, what's this?" she wondered
, opening it curiously. Inside was a photograph of a woman's genitals, next to a note printed with "I know what you have done." Detective Zero felt a wave of horror. These were nude photos taken of her during Shinpachi's abuse. She remembered that after dealing with Shinpachi, she had retrieved all the nude photos and videos of her abuse and locked them in a safe at home. Why was all this happening again?
"Who is behind this? And who has these things?" A chill ran through her, but then she felt a wetness in her genitals, remembering the pleasure she had felt during Shinpachi's abuse.
"Why am I feeling that excitement again? Am I really being trained by Shinpachi to be a masochistic sex slave?"
She quickly checked the envelope for any clues, but still couldn't find anything. After a whole day of suspicion in the office, Detective Zero came up empty-handed. Dragging her exhausted body and mind home, she opened the mailbox and found yet another letter. She immediately went home and examined it carefully.
There was a photo of her performing oral sex, another photo of someone ejaculating in her mouth, and a note:
"I know you desire someone raping you."
Detective Zero knew that the enemy she was facing was terrifying, and this enemy was right beside her, yet she didn't know who it was. The more Detective Zero thought about it, the more terrified she became. For the first time, she felt like she would be manipulated by her enemy. She really didn't know what to do. She decided to put the problem out of her mind, get a good night's sleep, and deal with it tomorrow.
But her plan didn't go as planned. The moment her head hit the pillow, the phone rang. Detective Zero picked it up, and a voice with a voice changer came through: "Detective Zero, do you like your nude photos?"
Detective Zero calmly replied, "Just say what you want, don't beat around the bush."
"Good! You're quick and to the point. There's a bag at your door. Go pick it up, turn on all the lights, open the windows, stand by the window, and change into the clothes on it. Wait for my call after you're done. Don't try anything funny; I know exactly what you're up to."
Detective Zero went to the door and saw a paper bag. She picked it up, opened it, and found a black dress, red underwear, red stockings, a red bra, and a mobile phone. Following the instructions, Detective Zero turned on the lights, went to the window, and drew back the curtains. She first took off her shirt, revealing a white bra. At this moment, Detective Zero noticed a reflection from the building across the street. She knew someone was watching her striptease through binoculars, but she had no choice but to continue.
She pulled down her pants, leaving her only in her underwear. Detective Zero sighed, then completely removed her clothes and stood naked in front of the window, letting the voyeur feast her eyes on her body. She changed into the clothes in the bag; the clothes looked custom-made. The black panties were just a thong, barely covering her thick pubic hair in the front; and in the back, they passed between her labia and anus, completely exposing her figure. The friction from the vulva had already caused her to slowly ooze vaginal fluid. The black low-cut dress perfectly accentuated her figure.
After Detective Zero changed her clothes, her phone rang again. She answered it, and the voice from the flashlight said,
"Very good, very cooperative. Come down in a bit. There's an instruction sheet in your car. Follow the instructions. If you really want to catch me, then do as I say. If I find that you don't obey me, I will disappear immediately, and your identity will be exposed immediately, hahaha!"
Detective Zero knew that there was no point in saying more, so she hung up the phone and went to the parking lot. When she got to her car, there was an envelope tucked under the windshield. She opened it and found a map showing her how to get there. Detective Zero followed the map and headed north, leaving the city and driving towards an upscale villa area.
Detective Zero kept replaying the entire incident in her mind. Who was behind it all? Why did they know so much about her? This person must be the mole. While handling Shinpachi's case, she found the photos and videos Shinpachi had hidden. But when it came to her colleagues, Detective Zero meticulously reviewed their images. Who could it be? As
she pondered this, the phone rang again: "Detective Zero, you're almost there. Please leave your weapon in the car when you arrive. I'm a little scared."
Detective Zero replied, "Okay."
At this moment, Detective Zero had already driven into a detached villa. Several cars were already parked in the parking lot. She touched the hood of one of the cars and found it was still hot.
Then a hollow voice came from inside: "Detective Zero, your weapon is in the car, right?"
Detective Zero replied, "Yes!"
"Good! Move forward."
Detective Zero walked past the metal detector.
"Good, you're cooperating. Put the weapon in the car."
Detective Zero thought that if she didn't retrieve and destroy the photos, negatives, and videotapes, this nightmare would likely repeat itself. She decided to comply with the threatening man's instructions first, and then extricate herself after subduing him. However, she feared she might lose more than she gained, falling back into the cycle of sex slavery.
While Detective Zero was still thinking, the voice came again: "Detective Zero, please go to the stairs, blindfold yourself, and slowly walk up the stairs."
Detective Zero had no time to think; she could only follow the instructions. She slowly walked up the stairs, and just as she was about to reach the top, suddenly a pair of strong hands twisted her hands behind her back and handcuffed them. Before she could struggle, her hands were no longer free.
"You difficult woman, if I don't tie you up properly first, I'm afraid I'll become the next Shinpachi. I also know that you, you slut, to hide your true identity, you didn't hesitate to kill those who knew you to silence them. You just wait and see what it's like to be fucked, and I guarantee it won't just be one dick inside you. Just wait and enjoy it."
Detective Zero broke out in a cold sweat. How could she escape? She was blind, her hands were cuffed, and although she had been captured before, the only time she had been raped was when Shinpachi caught her. But that time was the time she had the most orgasms in her sexual experience. It seemed that this time it wasn't just one person raping her, but gang rape. Detective Zero's mind started racing.
Detective Zero felt a dog collar being put around her neck, and she was being pulled forward. She felt she was walking into a smoke-filled room. She sensed many people in the room, but there was no conversation, only a few women's moans.
As she wondered what was going on, her blindfold was pulled off, and she found herself standing in the center of a circular stage. Upon seeing the scene below, Detective Zero gasped.
Chapter Three: The Flesh Feast .
When Detective Zero's blindfold was pulled off, she saw nearly six masked men sitting below the stage. These men were all naked, and two of them had two women kneeling in front of them, sucking their penises. Although they were wearing masks, the lewdness in their eyes was palpable.
Just then, a voice rang out, "The next bidder is Detective Zero from the Special Investigations Unit. Women like her are extremely dangerous, but the more you do with them, the more exhilarating it is. When you're with her, don't unlock the handcuffs or let her put her hands in front of her."
Before the words were even finished, a hand ripped her dress apart, revealing her red underwear. He continued to tear off Detective Zero's clothes, leaving her only in her bra and panties, exuding a powerful, independent aura. This prompted the other four bidders to simultaneously bid for Detective Zero. The bidding continued until the highest bid was reached, at which point a lottery was held to decide the winner. During the bidding process, Detective Zero's underwear was ripped off piece by piece, until, by the time the buyer was chosen, she was completely naked.
Detective Zero was forcibly brought before the buyer. Like the two she had seen before, she was forced to kneel and open her mouth, slowly taking the ugly penis into her mouth. The auction was still ongoing, and the women entering were all famous. She glanced at the two who had entered earlier: one was a popular student singer, deceiving the world with her innocent image; the other was the second generation of a political family, not only beautiful but also highly educated. Rumor had it that she was preparing to come out to pick up her father's son, Nanbangguo. Both of them were opening their mouths, trying their best to please their master.
Detective Zero was looking around when suddenly a whip lashed out: "You slut, what are you looking at? Hurry up and serve the boss!" In excruciating pain, Detective Zero had no choice but to forcefully take the penis into her mouth.
Then, three more women entered. Detective Zero only dared to glance at them out of the corner of her eye. One was a television news anchor, always appearing dignified on screen, now standing naked in front of the men; another was a popular actress who had publicly mocked actresses in her filmography, now a prisoner; and the last was the third-generation heiress of a large domestic company, her wealth unimaginable, yet she too had become a plaything for these men like a slave. Detective Zero wondered who had the power to bring all these women here. As
she pondered this, another lash struck. Detective Zero knew her opponent was a formidable person, so she had no choice but to continue performing oral sex. Meanwhile, the women around her began serving the men in various positions. The student singer sat on a man's lap, vigorously swaying her hips, her young breasts bouncing. The politician's daughter was about to receive an enema; she was bound like a dumpling, and men were inserting enema tubes into her anus. The news anchor was tied to a maternity bed, her legs spread wide, with an electric dildo inserted into her vagina and anus, and vaginal fluid dripping from between her legs. A man stood in front of her, and the anchorwoman was sticking out her tongue and trying to lick his penis. The popular actress was tied to a steel pipe, her left leg raised high, her entire vulva exposed, and a man was taking pictures from various angles, using a flash to humiliate her.
After performing oral sex on her for a while, Detective Zero was pushed to the ground, her buttocks raised high. Suddenly, the man behind her inserted his penis into her anus. Detective Zero, who hadn't expected to be violated in the anus, screamed loudly as he forcefully thrust into her. The surrounding women, groaning and screaming under the humiliation, further fueled the men's lust. They began exchanging women, and a orgy began. Detective Zero surprisingly became the most popular target, at one point being violated by three men simultaneously. A large penis was inserted into her vagina, anus, and mouth. Under such humiliation, Detective Zero had completely lost the ability to resist.
The female detective, identified as Detective Zero, sat atop a man's penis, deeply inserted into her vagina. Another man stood behind her, penetrating her already opened anus. The man in front forced her to perform oral sex. This abuse of a woman who appeared intelligent and composed caused the surrounding games to gradually cease. Everyone, regardless of gender, watched this carnal feast of three men and one woman.
The three men relentlessly humiliated Detective Zero, even switching positions. Under such intense pressure, Detective Zero's ability to think gradually faded. She could only instinctively twist her hips, enjoying the sex. After the three men ejaculated on her, different men followed suit. Throughout the night, Detective Zero forgot how many times she had orgasmed, or how many men had ejaculated on her. She only remembered repeatedly responding to others' actions. She even shared a double-headed dildo with a student singer, staging a lesbian show for the audience.
Chapter Four: Awakening.
After repeated rapes, Detective Zero finally fell unconscious. When she awoke, she found her body had been cleaned, and she was naked, straddled the bed, covered only by a thin blanket. Detective
Zero tried to struggle, but the bindings were too tight. She recalled the previous night—a truly horrifying memory. She barely remembered anything except that she had a man's penis in her mouth at the beginning, and the rest of the time she seemed to be swaying her hips to meet his penis, until she passed out after repeated orgasms.
She knew she was trapped in an inescapable trap. Even if she killed the mastermind, her nude photos would still be in someone else's hands, and these would remain her most powerful weapon. She began to understand why famous women willingly became slaves, tools for men's sexual gratification. The more she thought about it, the more horrified she became; she was terrified that she too would become a sex slave. Last time, although she was raped by Shinpachi, she was only Shinpachi's sex slave. But this time, she would become a toy under the crotches of many men.
As Detective Zero was lost in thought, a voice came from the loudspeaker: "Detective Zero, you're awake. How was last night's sexual feast?"
Detective Zero replied, "Just say what you mean, no need to beat around the bush."
"Good, you truly are a heroine. It's only satisfying to have someone like you as a slave."
Detective Zero said, "Since you miss me so much, come and fuck me if you dare, don't hide inside." Detective Zero used a provocative tone to force the mastermind behind the scenes to reveal herself.
"No rush! We'll be spending time together anyway. Once you taste my big cock, you'll know!"
He continued, "You slut! Your nude photos and rape videos, tell me, how are you going to deal with them? Let me calculate! Besides what Shinpachi left behind, there are new photos and videos. Do you want to see how you acted lewdly during a 4P, with a cock in your mouth, asshole, and vagina? Okay, play it."
At this moment, Detective Zero saw herself being raped by three men on the TV. She immediately closed her eyes tightly to avoid watching the scene, but she couldn't cover her ears and heard her own moans. She couldn't help but open her eyes. She saw herself with her mouth open, a penis about to ejaculate, her face covered in semen, while she licked the semen from the corner of her mouth. The close-up then shifted to her genitals, two large penises inserted into her two vaginas, her wet vulva showing extreme arousal. The two penises were seen thrusting in and out alternately.
Although the female detective felt humiliated, her whole body involuntarily heated up. If such a videotape were to leak, she would find it difficult to stand in society. The emptiness in her vulva was unbearable; she longed for her hands to be free so she could masturbate freely.
Unconsciously, she began to moan in sync with the television's sound, her body twisting and turning, her legs rubbing together, hoping to satisfy her burning desire. Slowly, Detective Zero became lost in her sexual fantasies. She imagined herself manipulating two vibrating dildos, one thick and large, inserted into her vagina, and the other segmented, inserted into her anus. She tried to extinguish the burning desire within her.
The door opened, and a hand quietly crept between Detective Zero's legs. She kept her eyes closed, her legs rubbing together to relieve the urge. Suddenly, a hand touched her vagina, and a feeling of satisfaction washed over her. Detective Zero couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh. The hand slowly parted her labia, and Detective Zero snapped back to reality. She saw a short man playing with her genitals with his fingers.
Detective Zero searched her memory, trying to figure out who this man was and why he could manipulate her so easily.
"You're awake, feeling good, aren't you? Want to continue?"
"Who are you? You don't just want to rape me, what else do you want?" Detective Zero pressed for clarification.
"Beautiful lady, don't be so impatient. We have plenty of time. Let's deal with your wet cunt first." With that, he buried his head between Detective Zero's wide-open legs and began sucking on her cunt with his tongue. He first gently licked her labia majora with his tongue, then lightly bit them with his teeth. Just this alone instantly pushed Detective Zero, whose lust had cooled, back into a state of burning desire.
He slowly stimulated her vulva, his tongue then entering her vagina. Waves of orgasm washed over Detective Zero, but he always stopped skillfully just before reaching climax. Detective Zero's legs had already opened automatically, so his hands no longer needed to force them open. His fingers began to gently explore her anus. Her already developed anus didn't resist his fingers at all, and under the double stimulation, Detective Zero's moans grew louder and louder.
Seeing that the time was right, he suddenly stopped caressing Detective Zero. Abruptly stopping from her orgasm, Detective Zero blurted out, "Don't stop, continue."
"Continue what?"
"Continue…" Detective Zero struggled between reason and desire, when suddenly a hand attacked her vulva again, and she almost climaxed.
"Please continue to caress me."
"Where to caress?"
"My vulva."
After being forced to answer different questions, Detective Zero continued to explore her various erogenous zones, his tongue roaming over different parts of her body. Detective Zero had already actively extended her tongue to kiss him deeply, and she automatically spread her legs wide, waiting for him to insert his large penis.
Detective Zero was also beginning to lose control, moaning loudly, "Please put it in!" Under his repeated provocations, Detective Zero only wanted someone to immediately insert into her vulva.
"Want me to fuck you?"
"Fuck me! Quickly insert it into my vulva." Detective Zero answered impatiently.
"Fuck you! Okay, but first give me a blowjob."
Detective Zero immediately nodded in agreement.
He placed his large penis in front of Detective Zero's face. She eagerly stuck out her tongue and began licking his glans. Her lust was heightened, and she began to give him oral sex. Detective Zero licked carefully, sucking his testicles with great effort.
"Slut! How does it taste?"
"I like giving men oral sex! I want a big penis in my mouth," Detective Zero replied lewdly.
She began to take his penis into her mouth, sucking hard. Her head began to shake violently back and forth, her cheeks hollowing from the force of the sucking. Her captivating eyes were fixed intently on his large penis, her expression so lewd, and her masochistic tendencies were drawn out. She tried her best to please him, hoping he would insert his penis into her vagina as soon as possible.
She felt the penis in her mouth suddenly swell, and a thick, white, fishy-smelling liquid shot into her mouth. She couldn't swallow so much semen at once, and some even dripped from the corners of her mouth. The detective, Zero, now wanted him to penetrate her vagina and completely satisfy her. She immediately took his penis back into her mouth, hoping to make it hard instantly through oral sex. She tried to take his penis into her mouth with both cheeks, her tongue constantly licking the glans and scrotum. His penis gradually swelled, and the detective looked at it with pleasure, constantly telling him with her eyes while sucking: "Fuck me! I'm a woman who needs to be fucked."
He looked at the detective beneath him, recalling when he was following her. She was always dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, exuding an unapproachable aura, a combination of shrewdness and cold beauty. This kind of woman was the first choice for men to rape and humiliate. This was why, when men caught her, they were always eager to strip her naked, ready to humiliate her to their heart's content.
And whenever the man was about to abuse her, it was when he was most vulnerable, which is why Detective Zero often narrowly escaped death. However, over time, Detective Zero's sexual impulses gradually developed into a distorted psychology; she desired a man who could completely dominate her and be stronger than her in every way.
But as the saying goes, "He who walks the dark path too often will eventually encounter a ghost." Last time, she fell into Shinpachi's hands, and Shinpachi was almost completely dominating her. He successfully raped her and awakened her long-hidden masochistic tendencies. However
, Shinpachi made the same mistake as others: he let his guard down and, after raping her, he actually fell asleep in front of her. Detective Zero, relying on professional instinct and her not-yet-completely-lost rationality, killed Shinpachi, thus escaping again. However, Shinpachi had copied all her information to his closest friend, leaving him with all of Detective Zero's weaknesses, which allowed him to successfully capture her, and she became his prey.
He was satisfied with the current progress, but he hadn't forgotten Shinpachi's lesson. He had to maintain his advantage over Detective Zero and constantly remind her that even if she escaped his control, there was another person waiting to humiliate her. In this way, even if he relaxed a little, he wouldn't follow in Shinpachi's footsteps.
"You're licking very seriously. Do you want me to insert my penis into you, you cock-licking policewoman?" He continued to verbally humiliate Detective Zero.
"Ugh!~" Detective Zero, with her mouth stuffed full, could only express her agreement with a nasal sound.
"But if I fuck you, you bitch, you'll kill me. I think I'd better not. Although, as long as I make a move, someone will avenge me, I still want to keep my life to fuck all the beauties in the world. Anyway, I have a bunch of women on my hands. Getting a singer to give me a blowjob is a piece of cake. I don't need a little policewoman like you." He would occasionally bring up her status as Detective Zero to trample on her dignity in order to continue his training plan.
"No! Master, please humiliate this lewd female detective. I swear I will become your most loyal slave." Detective Zero hurriedly pledged her loyalty.
"Hmm! But you, you slut, are really unreliable!"
"I swear, I will definitely be loyal to my master." Detective Zero desperately begged him, hoping he would stop tormenting her. She was truly exhausted. She wanted to stop this cat-and-mouse game. She was beginning to feel defeated. She had no strength to resist. She was prepared to let him humiliate her in any way he wanted, as long as he would insert his penis into her wet and itchy vagina.
Chapter Five: The Raped Female Detective
He knew that Detective Zero was about to completely submit to him. "How should I fuck the female detective? What methods do female detectives like to use to have their penis inserted? Does the arrogant Detective Zero want to be penetrated in a more noble way?" He continued to mock her.
"Anything is fine." She answered softly.
"Say it! Tell me your preferred position, and I'll fuck you."
"From behind," Detective Zero whispered.
"So the infamous Detective Zero likes being fucked like a dog, alright! Let's start our first round in this position!" With that, he untied the ropes binding her limbs.
Detective Zero didn't have time to look at the marks left by the ropes. She impatiently lay on the bed, legs wide open, buttocks raised high, waiting for his penetration in the most lewd position. He stood unhurriedly behind Detective Zero, gently probing her already dripping labia with the head of his penis. He swung his penis and asked, "Slut! You like being fucked like a dog, don't you?"
"Yes. This is the position, I like this position the most," Detective Zero immediately replied.
"I'll fuck you, detective, in this slutty position!" Before he finished speaking, he thrust his penis in hard all the way in.
It had only just begun when the room was filled with the sounds of bodies colliding and the moans of Detective Zero. As his penis thrust in forcefully, Detective Zero let out a satisfied cry, while his penis continued to move in and out of her labia. He pulled her long hair forcefully, forcing Detective Zero's head back, and kissed her face. He licked her face with his tongue, and Detective Zero opened her beautiful mouth, her tongue intertwining with his. He also took the opportunity to slip his hand under Detective Zero's armpit, gently teasing her already hardened nipples with his fingers. This small action brought Detective Zero to a slight orgasm.
He teased every erogenous zone of Detective Zero, arousing her in all her erogenous zones. His thrusts gradually slowed, but became more forceful and deeper. Detective Zero's juices flowed freely from her vagina, trickling down her thighs. He began to grip her breasts tightly, kneading them vigorously. Detective Zero, initially in a doggy-style position, pressed herself lower and lower, her buttocks raised high. Waves of orgasm overwhelmed her, leaving her no choice but to endure his penetration.
Then his fingers began to work on her anus. His middle finger inserted into her contracting anus, the rhythm exactly opposite to his penetration. Detective Zero felt stimulation from both sides simultaneously, and he immediately felt her vagina contract again.
"Caught it again, you slut?" he mocked her.
Unable to answer, Detective Zero could only nod. He didn't let up, instead pulling her up and embracing her, spreading her legs wide so she could see her lewd reflection in the full-length mirror. Her labia were slightly swollen and red from the forceful thrusting. He then pulled his large penis from her vagina and inserted it directly into her anus. The already exhausted Detective Zero cried out at this sudden stimulation, her legs unable to close properly, forced to let his large glans slowly penetrate.
Although Detective Zero's anus had been recently explored, she still lacked experience. The sudden insertion of his large penis overwhelmed her, but he showed no mercy, instead intensifying his humiliation. He lifted her from his waist and then slammed her down, his penis forcefully and deeply penetrating her anus.
"It hurts!" Detective Zero could only groan, powerless to resist. She thought to herself, she was Detective Zero, feared by criminals, yet now she was just meat on a chopping block. Even more shameful was that each penetration brought a different kind of pleasure. Her painful moans slowly turned into soft moans of enjoyment. Her waist no longer needed his thrusting; instead, she lifted her plump buttocks and slammed them down. She began to enjoy the pleasure of anal rape, completely different from the time Shinpachi raped her anus. She was now fully in control.
In front of the full-length mirror, she saw herself completely immersed in the pleasure of anal rape. Her vulva, where her legs were crossed, was already overflowing with lustful fluids from the arousal. Her vulva was swollen and red from his thrusts, and her anus was being penetrated by a thick, hard penis. Detective Zero knew there would be cameras filming her wanton behavior behind the mirror, which only fueled her desire. She could only sway her hips, her beautiful long hair fluttering, and her full, erect breasts bouncing with each movement. Detective Zero felt more than
just pleasure emanating from her rectum; it was a power that dominated her entire being. She only wanted to enjoy his penis penetrating her anus, to be verbally humiliated, to be forced to answer her shameful questions. She had completely surrendered.
He pinched her nipples from behind, hard as rocks, and twisted them forcefully. A sharp pain shot through her chest, combined with waves of pleasure from her anus. Detective Zero cried out, "I'm coming! I can't take it anymore!" Driven by intense lust, Detective Zero actually squirted, a large amount of vaginal fluid flowing from her vagina, soaking the entire sheet. She was nearly unconscious, her body limp. But he still didn't ejaculate. He then pulled Detective Zero to the bedside, preparing to penetrate her vagina again.
"I can't, I really can't," Detective Zero pleaded.
"I can't! Slaves have no right to say no, but seeing how lewd you are, I'll let you off the hook today. But you still have to give me a blowjob so I can ejaculate."
"Yes, Master!" Detective Zero dragged her tired body to her knees, her hands gripping the still erect penis. She performed oral sex again, but this time the penis she took in was the one that had just been pulled from her vagina and anus. The wet penis was covered in her own vaginal fluid and the smell of her anus. She couldn't help but close her eyes. This feeling of humiliation only made her sexual desire rise even higher. Her originally tired body suddenly found strength, and she sucked hard on the large penis, even managing to take it into her throat. Her hands also kept stimulating his testicles.
As she performed with fervor, he grew increasingly excited, feeling his penis rapidly swell. The female detective, Zero, also felt the penis throbbing in her mouth, and she tightened her cheeks, sucking harder. Finally, he ejaculated his thick semen into Zero's mouth. A large, fishy stream of semen shot into her mouth and onto her face. She collapsed to the ground, speechless, only able to slowly savor the sex.
She didn't bother wiping the semen from her face; exhausted, she slowly fell asleep, muttering incomprehensible words.
Chapter Six: Disciplining
the Zero Female Detective Lost in Orgasm. She slowly awoke, finding herself naked on the bed. The semen on her face had already congealed, and combined with the sweat from the entire act, her fastidious nature made her feel uneasy. However, the smell conveyed a masochistic pleasure, allowing her to accept the reality.
"You're awake."
"Yes!" Zero nodded.
"Great, go take a shower!"
The eager Detective Zero immediately nodded in agreement. Just as she was about to get up, she looked up and saw two huge photographs in front of her. One showed her with an ejaculating penis in her mouth, white semen seeping from the corner of her lips; her expression was one of satisfaction and lewdness. The other showed her sitting on him with her legs spread, her pubic hair thick but unable to conceal her swollen labia, and glistening vaginal fluid clearly visible between her pink labia. A penis was inserted into her anus, and she was struggling to move her body, her large breasts bouncing up and down; her expression was that of someone about to reach orgasm.
These two photographs seemed to be telling her—you can't escape. Detective Zero understood his meaning immediately. He was warning her not to try to escape him under any circumstances. If she showed any disloyalty, these photographs would immediately fall into someone else's hands, and her fate would be even more tragic than it was now.
Upon seeing the photos, Detective Zero was overwhelmed with sorrow. Once a legendary figure feared throughout the underworld, she had become a slave to a criminal. Even more tragically, she didn't know the name of her master; all she knew was that she had gone mad for that penis.
Realizing this, Detective Zero immediately knelt down. Seeing her expression and actions, a smile crept onto his lips. He knew what these two photos meant for her. He casually picked up a dog leash, put it around her neck, and gently led her to the bathroom. Detective Zero understood his meaning; she obediently lay down and followed him to the bathroom.
Once there, he first tied the leash to the wall. Detective Zero lay obediently on the floor, and he picked up the showerhead and began to wash her body. He washed her slowly from head to toe, as if bathing a pet, of course not missing her genitals and anus. The moment he lightly touched her sensitive area, Detective Zero's entire body trembled as if electrocuted. He could feel her body reacting; a warm, wet flow slowly seeped from her vulva.
He calmly bathed her, during which she tried to grab his penis and perform oral sex, but he skillfully avoided her each time. As they washed, Detective Zero grew increasingly agitated. Her libido rose higher and higher with his hands constantly roaming over her body, but she remained unsatisfied. She hoped to find satisfaction through masturbation, but whenever her hand touched her sensitive area, he would immediately brush it away. Without his command, she dared not touch it. She also hoped to numb herself with oral sex, but he refused. Her vision grew increasingly blurry; she desperately wanted something large and thick to be inserted into her wet vulva.
After finally getting a shower, he took out a rope and began to bind her. He wrapped the rope around her full breasts; although her breasts were deformed, they were now more erect, and her nipples were even more pointed. He then wrapped the rope around her slender waist, tied a T-knot, and looped it around her crotch. He deliberately tied three knots, two close together, tightly fastening them into her vulva, and the third knot placed in the hollow of her anus. He pulled the rope tighter, causing the three knots to rub against her sensitive areas.
The female detective, Zero, obediently allowed him to bind her. The thick rope dug into her delicate skin, giving her a different kind of pleasure. She couldn't help but start shaking her hips and moving her legs, allowing the rope to rub against her vulva and anus.
Seeing the female detective so wanton, he was even more pleased. Shinpachi had given him such a wonderful gift! This was far more satisfying than toying with those pretentious female celebrities or wealthy women. With those celebrities, all you had to do was shove your penis into their vaginas and you were done. One time, one round of pleasure, and that was it—nothing to fear, no effort required. But with the female detective, number zero, it was fraught with danger. The key was to make her utterly helpless, to make her completely submit, by fully exploiting human weaknesses.
He succeeded; it was Shinpachi's failure that made him successful!
He triumphantly pulled the female detective back to the classroom, her legs rubbing against the rope as she crawled along, nearly bringing her to orgasm. In just a few dozen meters, her juices had soaked the rope.
Once back in the room, he placed her on a chair, spread her legs wide, and tied her knees together to the armrests, her legs almost at a 140-degree angle.
The female detective, identified as Detective Zero, had very thick pubic hair, shaped like an inverted triangle. Her labia were usually covered, but once aroused, they swelled, revealing her pink vulva. The pubic hair extended all the way to her anus, with short strands near her vulva. Her vulva, already opened, had a very lewd shape.
He silently watched Detective Zero, bound to the chair, her figure accentuated by the ropes, only making her more alluring. He simply watched her. After a moment of silence, Detective Zero, unable to bear the quiet, spoke: "Fuck me, Master, please insert your big cock into my wanton cunt."
Faced with this plea, he remained unmoved. He simply untied Detective Zero's legs from the armrests, and she slowly savored the feeling of his hands touching her skin, slightly easing her desire.
He then spread her legs wide apart and tied a bamboo pole to them. A thick, long black vibrating dildo was strapped to the center of the pole. He adjusted the chair back, causing Detective Zero's head to droop. Her long hair fell from the chair back, her breasts stood erect due to the rope binding, and her vulva was clearly visible due to the chair's adjustment and her wide-open legs.
A large dildo, fixed between her knees, was poised to be used. Detective Zero understood what he wanted her to do, but she awaited his command, fully aware of her situation.
He turned on the vibrating dildo: "Move your knees! Do it to yourself."
Detective Zero slowly moved her knees, trying to insert the dildo into her wet vulva, but she couldn't get it right after several attempts.
He then grabbed Detective Zero's knee, rubbing his penis against her labia. She began to insert the vibrating dildo into her vagina, letting out comforting moans. She slowly moved her knee, the black vibrating dildo causing her labia to flip in and out. He knelt in front of her face and began licking her cheek, and Detective Zero automatically extended her tongue for a kiss.
His hands also ravaged her breasts, squeezing her nipples hard, leaving red marks on her flawless white breasts.
Detective Zero moaned with each of his movements, a mixture of pain and pleasure, and she continued to move her knee, allowing the black dildo to thrust in and out. Under multiple stimulations, Detective Zero suddenly shuddered; she had an orgasm. But he paid no heed to her orgasm. Looking at her ass up in the air, her juices seeping from beside the black dildo, he hatched a plan. He forcefully inserted the dildo to the base of her vagina, adding an anal dildo as well, and turned it to its maximum. Detective
Zero immediately sprang up. Both her orifices were being stimulated simultaneously, and she murmured repeatedly, "No more, I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore!"
He walked up to her and said, "Suck it!"
Detective Zero obediently opened her lips and began licking the glans. This was the third time Detective Zero had performed oral sex on him. She frantically shook her head and sucked hard, hoping to reduce the itching from her genitals.
However, her lust was constantly being sublimated; she only knew how to pursue that pleasure, only how to please the man before her.
She held it in her mouth for a while before he finally pulled out, satisfied. He removed two vibrating dildos and untied the ropes. He forced Detective Zero to press against the full-length mirror, her hands braced against the surface. He slowly inserted his penis into her anus.
He raped her, who was completely exhausted. She could only moan in her sleep with his movements, but he still forcefully violated her deepest parts again and again, the impact coming from the depths of her rectum. Detective Zero's moans changed; they were no longer soft cries. With each thrust, her cries grew louder, and her hands could no longer support her on the mirror. She arched her back, only able to support herself on the ground with her hands.
She wanted to lie down, but he grabbed her waist tightly, forcing her buttocks against his penis. At this moment, Detective Zero drooled from the corner of her mouth. He continued to thrust, and after a rapid series of movements, he ejaculated all his semen into her rectum.
The female detective, Zero, lay there, completely dazed, her legs limp and wide open. White semen flowed from her anus, her wet vulva contrasting sharply with her black pubic hair, glistening with semen and sweat. He was satisfied with this session of discipline; he thought it would end here for today.
Chapter Seven: Returning
Home. Having been imprisoned for five days, Zero had spent almost all of her time being violated by him, except for sleeping and eating. Even her meals were eaten while she was leashed, crawling on the ground, bit by bit. An electric dildo was inserted into both her vulva and anus.
For five days, she was practically naked, except for being forced to wear some clothes to facilitate his taking various nude photos. By the fourth day, she had given in to his demands; she could pose in any position for him to take all sorts of nude photos.
Driving home, Detective Zero felt as if she had been transported to another world. When he told her she could go home, she was at a loss for words. She was a formidable female detective, now a sex slave to a thief.
By the second day of her captivity, she had forgotten what home was; the thought of returning had vanished. All she knew was that as long as she fawned over him, she would receive a penis as a reward. In the last few days, she felt that life was only about this.
Back home, seeing the electric vibrator on the vanity, she sighed. She thought that this thing could no longer truly satisfy her; only his further humiliation could bring her a true orgasm. She recalled the pleasure derived from humiliation when he bound her tightly with ropes and humiliated her with words and his penis, satisfying her desire to be dominated by a man.
She took off her clothes and stood naked in front of the full-length mirror. Looking at her naked body, she couldn't help but begin to masturbate, anticipating his next act of humiliation. Her fingers roamed incessantly over her body.
The female detective, identified as Detective Zero, sat down in front of the mirror, her legs spread wide, revealing a pink vulva through thick pubic hair. She parted her labia with her fingers and began to thrust them in and out of her vagina. The movements gradually quickened, and her moans grew louder.
Suddenly, her whole body convulsed. "I came!" she cried out. She slowly stood up, recovering from her orgasm. She looked at the wet stains on the floor, knowing they were her own vaginal fluids. This feeling was vastly different from the humiliation she had experienced.
She stared at the phone, hoping he would call, summon her, make her kneel before him, tie her up with ropes, and then insert his penis into her vagina.
While Detective Zero was still lost in her sexual fantasies, the phone rang. Thinking it was her master calling, she immediately answered. The receiver said, "Where have you been? I haven't been able to find you for four days. Come to Yotsumitachi immediately, it's an emergency!" The voice on the other end was the head of the Special Investigations Division.
Upon receiving the call, Detective Zero's lust immediately subsided. This head of the division had been her secret lover; they always made love in the office. He was a middle-aged man with a wife and children. Being a secret lover gave her a thrill, so she always had affairs with him in his office, actively seducing him. He always deliberately flattered her, afraid she would ignore him, while she only used him as a tool to release her lust and satisfy her criminal pleasure.
Looking back now, Detective Zero felt he could no longer satisfy her. She had found more exciting sexual relationships, and she was ready to break things off with him.
Detective Zero opened her wardrobe, thinking about what to wear. She decided to go braless, wearing a tight white sweater that revealed her figure completely. Her firm breasts didn't need a bra; the shape of her nipples was faintly visible beneath the fabric.
She put on a thong, the thin strings clinging tightly to her labia and anus, but the small thong couldn't conceal her thick pubic hair. She hoped the friction of the strings would allow her to masturbate without constant hand contact. She then put on black stockings and a short skirt eight inches above the knee, so that her entire buttocks were almost completely exposed when she bent over. Even
Detective Zero herself felt that this outfit made her look like a prostitute, but it provided endless space for her sexual fantasies.
As soon as she entered the meeting room, almost everyone's eyes lit up, especially the section chief. He was about to stand up to greet her when he realized his crotch was bulging. He tried to cover it up, but standing up or sitting down didn't feel right, leaving him extremely embarrassed.
Detective Zero smiled and said, "Let's begin!"
No one in the meeting room paid attention to the day's topic; their minds were filled with fantasies about Detective Zero. Even the section chief, as the chair, had no interest in continuing the meeting, thinking only about how to subtly keep her there. The meeting could only proceed hastily.
At this moment, Detective Zero suddenly walked to the section chief's side and whispered, "Section Chief, see you in the office later!"
The section chief was overjoyed, wishing his subordinates would shut up immediately. When the meeting was over, he impatiently announced its adjournment, saying they would continue the discussion at the next meeting.
Detective Zero sat by the door, not in a hurry to stand up. Everyone who passed her stared at her with burning eyes, hoping to catch a glimpse of her breasts through the gap in her collar. Their gazes seemed to want to tear her clothes apart, to see through her skirt. Under these intense stares, Detective Zero felt her vulva becoming slightly wet. This voyeurism gave her a perverse pleasure, and she couldn't help but sigh. Her sexual orientation was becoming increasingly perverse.
Only after everyone had left did she gracefully stand up from her chair and walk seductively towards the section chief's office, attracting many glances along the way. As soon as she entered his office, she locked the door behind her and leaned against it.
The section chief adjusted his glasses, swallowed hard, and Detective Zero slowly pulled up her skirt, which was already incredibly short. When it reached its highest point, revealing her thong, he immediately rushed over, knelt on the ground, and grabbed her legs, saying, "Be with me! I can leave my wife and children for you, as long as you're with me."
Detective Zero gave a contemptuous smile, kicked him away, and he pounced on her again like a madman. She kicked him hard again and said, "This was a test for you. We're done. From now on, we'll only do business." With that, she left without looking back, leaving the middle-aged man still clutching his stomach.
Leaving the office, Detective Zero felt a pang of emptiness and began to hope that the man who had humiliated her would call her soon, but there was no response.
Helpless, she went home, looking at the phone he had given her before she left, hoping it would ring soon. She couldn't help but rub the phone between her thighs, as if his hands were roaming over her body. She felt only loneliness. Back home, she immediately took off all her clothes, looking at the phone, waiting for him.
Chapter Eight: The Summoning.
For a week, Detective Zero waited for the call every day. She would occasionally drive to the villa where he had violated her, hoping to see him, but he was never there. Her longing for him only grew deeper. Looking at her phone, she murmured to herself, "Could it be that I've really fallen in love with him?" She thought of her past lovers or sexual partners, all elite members of the police force, who had all died young. Slowly, her feelings for men changed, and in the end, only an illicit affair remained within the police force.
Now, she waited for the call. At night, she could only take out her nude photos and watch the videotape of him violating her, watching her being violated, masturbating as she watched. Over the course of several days, Detective Zero was hopelessly consumed by his humiliations. She tried to alleviate her longing by recalling the various ways he had violated her, but her yearning for him gradually took over her heart. Often, she would wake up in the middle of the night to find her pillow soaked with her tears.
One afternoon, her phone, silent for several days, rang. She immediately responded, "Hello! It's me..."
"I've been observing you for several days. It seems you're lonely. Do you need me?" A familiar voice came through the receiver.
"Yes! Master, I miss you so much."
"Hmm! Wait in the car, I'll be right there."
Excited, Detective Zero immediately took off her coat and unbuttoned the top three buttons of her shirt, revealing half of her snow-white breasts through her black bra. She kept looking out the window. Finally, he approached. Upon seeing him, Detective Zero felt a surge of excitement. The thought of a penis soon penetrating her vagina caused her to involuntarily release a stream of vaginal fluid.
He climbed into the car, sat in the front seat, glanced at her, and said casually, "Take off your skirt and panties. A slut like you is best suited to driving naked!"
Detective Zero obediently complied with his order. She moved, took off her short skirt, and then pulled down her black panties, leaving her only in black stockings. The thick black pubic hair between her fair thighs, combined with the stockings, made her look incredibly sexy.
He nodded in satisfaction, signaling her to start driving, while his hands began to move, teasing her erogenous zones. Just then, a red sports car screeched past, and he could tell it was a woman. His heart skipped a beat: "Chase after her!"
Detective Zero, who was enjoying the warmth of his hand, looked at him with a mournful gaze upon hearing this. He, unusually calm, said, "Little slut, don't be sad. You're currently my favorite slave. It just looks like the woman in that sports car is asking for trouble, and you've never played with a woman before. Let's play together!"
Detective Zero felt a sudden surge of heat. She accelerated and chased after the car, even opening the police computer and indicating for him to start operating it.
"Enter Zero Woman's password, then select vehicle search." Detective Zero wanted him to find out the woman's identity first.
"Good girl! This is my good slave. Do you remember her license plate number?"
"P9-888."
"Observant! As expected of a policeman." He said as he entered the license plate number: "Oh! So it's this slut."
"Who?" Detective Zero, focused on the accelerator, asked curiously.
"No rush! Knowing who it is is enough. I'll come back another day, and as a reward, I'll give you a good time right away."
The female detective, Zero, was extremely excited and couldn't wait to stop the car. Seeing a motel by the roadside, she drove in immediately after he nodded in agreement. Ignoring her naked lower body, she obediently lay on the floor, waiting for him to lead her into the room. He was very satisfied with her performance; he thought his strategy of keeping her on tenterhooks for the past few days had worked. She had become a woman chasing after lust, and in his presence, she could only be a harlot and a slave.
"Lie down!"
Zero obediently lay down, presenting her snow-white, round buttocks to him. He saw that her labia were already wet with her juices. He took out a dog leash, fastened it around her neck, and pulled her into the room.
"Stand up! Take off your shirt, slowly, like a prostitute, very lewd, to satisfy me," he continued to command her.
Zero slowly unbuttoned her shirt with her left hand, lifted her right leg, leaned against the chair, and reached for her vulva with her right hand, her fingers beginning to penetrate.
He hadn't expected Detective Zero to be so lewd, and he couldn't help but laugh. Detective Zero slowly unbuttoned all the buttons with her left hand, revealing her black bra. She knew he liked women who dressed conservatively on the outside but provocatively in their underwear. She glanced at his expression, knowing he was very pleased with her performance. She pulled her shirt to the ground, leaving her only in her bra and stockings. She continued to masturbate while undressing, her movements becoming increasingly intense. She began inserting her middle finger into her anus and ripped off her bra. She was now naked before him. She crawled down in front of him, fawning over him.
"Master! My cunt is wet, please humiliate me! I'm a slutty detective, I want Master's big cock inside my ass, I like Master fucking me from behind." Detective Zero automatically swayed her hips, uttering lewd moans.
He stared at the naked Detective Zero, speechless, and prepared to turn and leave. Detective Zero was shocked; she didn't understand why he was ignoring her. She hurriedly grabbed his leg, pleading, "Master! Why won't you talk to me? What did I do wrong? I'll do anything! Please don't ignore me!"
"You slut, I can find anyone. I don't need a whore like you wagging your ass here," he coldly replied.
Detective Zero felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her. She could only stop clinging to him, but he ignored her and kicked her away, only saying, "Call me when you've thought it through." He tossed her a note and turned to leave.
Detective Zero watched the door slam shut, tears streaming down her face. She had always been proud; everyone only dared to secretly admire her, treating her like a goddess. For him, she had willingly fallen into the abyss, groveling like a harlot, only to be met with a heartless kick. She suddenly remembered the section chief she had kicked away, and felt utterly worthless.
Slowly, she calmed down. She realized she still missed him, and she longed for his caresses on her body. Only he could conquer her, and she was determined not to lose him. She began to think about where she had gone wrong. She kept repeating his words: "I can find any slut I want. I don't need a whore like you shaking your ass here."
She started to recall everything from their first meeting that day. At first, things were good. She fulfilled all his requests, and her masturbation even made him smile. But when she acted seductively like a wanton woman, he was dismissive of her performance. She calmed down. He didn't need a slut. He had plenty of singers, actresses, and wealthy women at his disposal. What he wanted was excitement, novelty, and of course, conquest.
Detective Zero clutched the note tightly in her hand. She knew what to do. She slowly put on her clothes, returned to her car, and resolved to do something to satisfy him before contacting him again. She thought of the woman in the sports car. She would offer that woman to him, making her a sacrifice.
She turned on her computer, entered the license plate number, and gasped – it was her! Detective Zero immediately drove back to police headquarters and entered the information center. She completely extracted her information; she already knew her address. Detective Zero then focused on tracking and monitoring her. After a week, she had complete control over her movements. She knew she could make a call.
She nervously dialed the number. It rang for a while before being answered.
"Hello! This is a voicemail message. Please leave your contact information after the beep." A familiar voice came from the other end, but it was a cold one.
"It's me, Detective Zero! Master, I understand where I went wrong. Please give me another chance, and I've prepared the best gift for you." Detective Zero left a message on the answering machine in the gentlest voice, hoping for a response.
She found her policewoman uniform, which she hadn't worn in a long time. She took off all her clothes and stood in front of the full-length mirror, looking at her naked body. She picked up her shirt, buttoned it up, and noticed it felt a little tight at the chest. She put on a skirt and a jacket. Wearing the uniform, she looked dashing and spirited. She wanted to please him with this outfit, and just thinking about it made her vagina unconsciously wet.
She sighed, wondering when he would call. She looked at herself in the mirror again, and the more she looked, the more she felt something was missing. She glanced at herself and thought the skirt was too long. Although going braless looked good, it lacked the allure of a half-finished look.
The detective then took off her clothes again. First, she found a mini-skirt that just covered her buttocks, then black stockings, a white thong, and a black strapless bra. She first put on her bra; the black bra contrasted beautifully with her snow-white skin, creating a bewitching effect. Her white thong couldn't conceal her thick pubic hair or her labia; its main function was to allow the thong to rub against her vulva and anus.
Next, she put on stockings, a shirt, and a skirt. Underneath the white shirt, her black bra was faintly visible, the buttons stretched open by her firm breasts, clearly revealing her cleavage and the bra. The mini-skirt just covered the stockings, but with a slight bend, her lower body was almost completely exposed.
Standing in front of the mirror, she was very satisfied with her current attire. She believed he would like it. She put on her makeup with a spirited air, imagining what kind of woman he hoped she would be. She was putting on makeup for her beloved.
Just as everything seemed to be coming to a close, the phone rang. Her hand trembled slightly as she picked up the receiver: "Hello!"
Chapter Nine called again.
"It's me!" A familiar voice came through the receiver. Detective Zero excitedly gripped her flashlight, as if afraid his voice would disappear.
"Master! Hello, I know I was wrong. Please give me another chance, and I've prepared a big gift for you!" Detective Zero answered in her most pleasant voice.
"Oh! What big gift is it? Tell me!" he replied lazily.
"Master, do you remember that bitch in the sports car the other day? I've found out everything about her. If you're interested in her, I have a perfect plan to catch that bitch and let you play with her as you please."
"Hmm! You're quite perceptive. Alright, drive to the villa, I'll be waiting for you."
"Yes! I'll be there right away." Detective Zero immediately hung up the phone and prepared to drive off.
During the drive, Detective Zero calmed down somewhat. She suddenly felt guilty; as a law enforcement officer, she had become an accomplice driven by lust. This thought slowly crept into her mind. Looking at the manila envelope beside her seat, she wondered whether she should think about the pleasure of his penis ravaging her body. She began to rationalize it for herself: 'That arrogant slut needed someone to expose her mask. Doing this is simply acting on behalf of justice.' She had convinced herself. Dressed in her police uniform, she sped towards her destination.
"We're here!" Detective Zero muttered to herself, thinking about that past week. All the sex she'd had since losing her virginity hadn't been as many as in that week, and she'd never had so many orgasms. She got out of the car, wondering if he would still treat her like dirt. She got out with the documents in her hand and walked to the door. Just as she reached the door, it opened automatically, and a voice said, "Go to the second floor."
Detective Zero stepped through the door, and suddenly, "snap!" the door slammed shut. She jumped, her hand trembling, almost dropping the documents. She quickly regained her composure and continued walking. On the second floor was her familiar room; it was here that she had been raped for a week. The lobby was where she had been gang-raped.
A man stood near the window; it was the man she had been dreaming of. Detective Zero quickened her pace to approach him. He looked at her attire and felt extremely pleased. He had never worked with a uniformed policewoman before; it seemed she already knew how to please him. He said, "Stop! Stand still." He scrutinized her carefully, gesturing for her to bend over. Detective Zero bent down, revealing her long legs and almost completely exposed vulva. He nodded and said, "Alright, begin the briefing on how to get your hands on that slut!"
Detective Zero took out the documents and stood before him to begin her briefing.
"Master! Look, this bitch lives in a high-end residential area, a place teeming with celebrities, politicians, and businessmen. It's not a good place to make a move. But, there's the best news: she used to keep a gigolo, and to avoid being found out, she dismissed all her servants and replaced all her phones with cell phones. But recently, this gigolo hooked up with another woman and abandoned her. She's all alone now. If we kidnap her, no one will know. As for the method of kidnapping..."
Detective Zero explained the plan, which was perfect. Her beautiful and intelligent appearance made his eyes gradually light up. Driven by a sense of criminality, Detective Zero's body grew increasingly hot. As she spoke, she took off her coat, revealing a black bra peeking out from under her white shirt. As she spoke, she bent over, her wet labia pressed between her thong, the white lines contrasting against her pink labia and black pubic hair.
He felt incredibly excited, even more so than when he was with Detective Zero. He stood up, and as soon as he did, his enormous penis stood erect. He called out, "Stop for a moment!"
Upon hearing this, Detective Zero immediately stopped her briefing. She put down the documents in her hands, knelt down automatically, and carefully cupped his penis in her hands, beginning to slowly stroke it, while also licking the glans with her tongue.
Remembering her previous lesson, she focused intently on licking his penis. He saw a beautiful woman in a police uniform obediently kneeling at his feet performing oral sex, and he felt extremely smug. Detective Zero then began to take his entire penis into her mouth, including the testicles. Her movements became increasingly lewd; she sucked relentlessly, even feeling her cheeks begin to ache. He watched her repeatedly move her head back and forth for a while, until she was truly tired, before signaling her to stop.
"Stand up!" He decided to first thoroughly spy on Detective Zero.
He looked at Detective Zero, whose hair was slightly disheveled from the oral sex he had just performed, and her skirt, rolled up from kneeling, revealed white panties; black stockings framing her flawless white thighs; and her shirt unbuttoned, revealing a beautiful cleavage.
He lifted her skirt, his hand gently caressing her buttocks, then suddenly, with a heavy "slap!", he left a five-finger mark on her snow-white buttocks. His slaps continued, from her buttocks to her thighs, until Detective Zero could barely stand. She felt waves of tingling pleasure emanating from her thighs and buttocks, and this pleasure traveled to her brain, stimulating her vulva. She swayed her hips and rubbed her legs together, hoping to alleviate the emptiness emanating from her vulva.
After thoroughly beating Detective Zero, he realized that humiliating a uniformed policewoman was indeed different. He stood behind her, kneading her breasts forcefully through her clothes. His hand slipped inside her collar, and with a push, the buttons flew off. He reached into her bra, digging his nails into her areolas. His sharp nails grazed her delicate nipples, causing Detective Zero to cry out in pain. He then gently played with her already erect nipples with his thumb and forefinger. As Detective Zero slowly forgot the pain and began to enjoy the pleasure of his caresses, he suddenly squeezed her left hand hard, causing her to scream again. His right hand reached between her thighs, grabbing her tiny panties and gently tearing them off. The fabric beneath her vulva was already soaked with her vaginal fluid. Detective Zero suddenly felt a chill from her vulva and shivered. Just the removal of her panties had given her a slight orgasm.
"You slut! You're such a bastard! Let me show you the smell of your own juices!" He'd barely finished speaking when he shoved the soaked cloth against her nose.
Detective Zero felt a wave of shame. She was so wanton, reaching orgasm so easily! The smell of her own juices was stimulating her nerves, making it increasingly difficult for her to control herself. She desperately wanted him to penetrate her immediately, whether it was her vagina or anus.
He rolled her skirt up to her waist, then lay sprawled on the bed, leaning against the edge, gesturing for her to sit on top of him. Detective Zero had finally waited for this moment. She carefully obeyed his instructions, fearing a repeat of last time. Standing on the bed, her crotch aligned with his penis, she prepared to sit down, ready to enjoy his massive thrusts.
Detective Zero slowly sat down, her left hand gently grasping the penis, making it erect. She gently swayed her hips, letting the glans lightly touch her wet labia. As the glans began to slowly enter, she couldn't help but let out a long moan, a satisfied and joyful groan.
Her body slid down inch by inch, and the thick, dark penis inch by inch penetrated her body. She felt that fullness; this was what she wanted. Finally, she inserted the entire penis into her vagina, quietly enjoying the fullness. She simply and slowly drew circles with her hips.
He quietly watched Detective Zero's infatuated state. He felt as if he were making love with an intellectual beauty. Although it lacked the pleasure of rape, it had the excitement of making love with a beauty untouched by worldly desires.
The female detective's movements gradually intensified. She no longer merely swayed her hips; she began to lift them, allowing his thick penis to rub against her labia before slamming into her clitoris. She actively enjoyed the pleasure it brought, emitting intermittent moans. She began to knead her breasts, pulling her shirt open and her black bra down to her waist. Her full breasts rose and fell with her body, her hair flying in the wind. Although
passive, he was extremely pleased. She continued to sway her hips. After nearly five minutes, the female detective cried out, "I've come!" and lay back on the bed, her penis still inside her. He slowly sat up and gently pulled his penis out.
He looked at the limp female detective, number zero, lying on the bed, her shirt, bra, and skirt all pulled down to her waist. He then stripped her clothes off piece by piece, leaving only her stockings. Completely exhausted, the female detective allowed him to rummage through her. Looking at the naked female detective, he treated her as if she were his beloved toy. His actions were no longer violent and passionate, but a slow, gentle way of treating a lover.
He draped her legs over his shoulders, buried his head between them, and first parted her pubic hair with his fingers, revealing her labia. He separated her already swollen labia minora and began to gently lick her vulva. His gentle movements sent a shiver through her body. He gently bit her labia.
"Oh...oh...so good, mmm..." The female detective slowly let out a series of ecstatic sounds.
He licked her vulva while inserting his index finger into her anus, gently teasing her erogenous zones. Her moans grew from soft to loud cries: "Oh...so good...I want Master's cock...I want Master to fuck me hard...Don't torture me anymore, I can't take it..."
Unmoved by Detective Zero's request, he instead inserted his left hand into her anus and two fingers of his right hand into her vagina.
"How many fingers are in your vagina?"
"Two!"
"Does it feel good?
" "Very good."
"If it feels good, keep it like this, I don't need to use my penis!"
"No! Please use your penis to insert into this female detective's vagina and anus!"
"Alright! Considering your good behavior today, I'll fuck you properly!"
He picked up Detective Zero, making her wrap her arms around his neck and clasp her legs tightly around his waist; he was going to fuck her standing up. He inserted his thick, dark penis into her anus. Although Detective Zero's anal sex experience had accumulated rapidly, she had never experienced anything like this—a feeling of fullness shooting straight from her rectum to her brain. He felt anal sex with her with unprecedented tightness and warmth. He almost ejaculated, but he immediately held his breath and buried his head between her breasts, licking them with his tongue. After a while, he began to make the female detective, number zero, sway her hips. He would occasionally hold her waist with his hands to control the speed of his thrusts. He also began to wander around the room, making her legs clamp tightly around his waist. The female detective could only moan in response to the movements of his hips. His repeated thrusts completely immersed her in his control.
He held her in that position for a while before finally putting Detective Zero down. He immediately made her lie face down in front of the full-length mirror, and began to pound her anus from behind. Her anus wasn't as tight anymore, so he started thrusting in and out forcefully, occasionally playing with her hard, jewel-like nipples. He relentlessly ravaged her body, changing the position to missionary. He kept moving, and Detective Zero was so overwhelmed that she couldn't even keep up with his waist.
Finally, he was about to ejaculate. He roared, raised his penis to her face, and made her take it in her mouth. Then, he ejaculated all his semen into her mouth.
He let out a satisfied sigh. He had never felt so good before. Looking at Detective Zero, whose mouth was still overflowing with semen, he thought, "This woman is really interesting. I can summon her more often in the future."
The female detective, Zero, didn't have the strength to wipe the semen from her face. She knew that doing so would displease him. She simply lay quietly on the bed, savoring the afterglow of her orgasm, thinking, "This kind of sex is truly wonderful."
In the ending of Chapter Ten,
the female detective Zero gradually became inseparable from him and figured out his habits. She discovered that although he constantly used violence to rape different women, he always hoped to conquer women who were difficult to obtain, and he actually didn't like having sex with promiscuous women. Sometimes, when he got his hands on some socialites, he was initially very excited, but once these women tasted the sweetness and changed for him, he would treat them like trash after a couple more times.
She observed coldly, knowing how to deal with him. When he summoned her, she didn't need to dress too revealingly; she needed to give him the pleasure of conquest, the pleasure of humiliating women, and also keep him feeling fresh. And when he took a fancy to a woman, she could help him at the right time; she wouldn't be jealous because he would rape other women. She gradually became obsessed with raping those seemingly respectable but inherently depraved women—people she had once tried to protect but always loathed. Now, with the opportunity to sleep with these women, her inner unease gradually subsided.
She began providing him with lists for reference and offering suggestions to make his crimes easier. Gradually, he summoned her more and more often, until finally, Detective Zero didn't need to be summoned; she would stay by his side whenever she had free time.
Today, he stood upstairs with Detective Zero, watching another sex party below. She recalled how, a few months ago, she had been the protagonist of this sex party, and today she had become his most favored slave.
Today's main performer is a female director who claims to be a "talented woman." This same director is the same arrogant woman who drives a sports car. The day after her second summons, Detective Zero led him to an ambush, easily capturing her. The two of them thoroughly humiliated her. Under the threat of nude photos and having tasted the sweetness of lust, she became the leading lady of the carnal feast. Although she was just over thirty, her fame and excellent maintenance made her a favorite among clients, who kept raising their prices.
Detective Zero looked at her master with adoring eyes, paying close attention to his gaze, fearing he would abandon her. Although her status was that of a slave, she had fallen in love with him during this period of training, and she was willing to do anything for him. She was well aware that she needed to maintain her identity as Detective Zero and cooperate with him in raping different women. She knew that only by letting him enjoy the thrill of ravaging a female detective, the sense of accomplishment of conquering a strong woman, and ravaging different beauties together, could she possess this man, prevent him from losing interest in her, and ensure his life wouldn't be incomplete without her.
Gradually, the two became inseparable. She frequently provided information, allowing him to experience the pleasures of different famous women and beauties. Today, this female director was her masterpiece, and he allowed her to utilize his resources. Their collaboration led to increasing success for both of them in their respective fields.
The sex party downstairs was in full swing, while the carnivore party upstairs had begun. Detective Zero smiled, sucking his penis and swallowing the thick semen, thinking, "I am truly a happy woman."
(The End)

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