The Pros They were pros. Dan, Pete, and Mike had just completed a job in South America. The private group they worked for had hired them to put a drug lord in a compromising position. They did just that. Canadian passports were provided with first class tickets to Quebec. The Jeep was parked exactly as briefed with instructions locked in trunk. It took six hours to drive to the house. The last hour they traveled on a two lane dirt road. The house was one mile north of the U. S. border. Actually, it was an old Canadian Customs Station. The bar and kitchen were well stocked. Dan found the transmitter and checked in with control. They all changed into the khaki pants and shirts provided. With all business complete, they settled in for the two to three weeks wait for the new passports to be delivered. Drinks all around, they toasted another successful mission. The first few days they drank and explored the area. The old station was comfortable. Lots of room. It even had three holding cells with manual locks on the outside of the doors. After five days, boredom set in. Only one vehicle had passed and didn't even slow down. They told war stories and fuck storied. Control had provided some X-rated video but that just made them hornier. Mike and Pete sat by the road late that Friday afternoon when up the road came a late model T-Bird moved at good speed. The driver must have seen the two men in khaki cloths and mistaken them for border guards. The driver, a young lady, said "I'm Canadian. My girlfriends are coming home with me for Spring Break." Pete approached the car and asked, "You have anything to declare, Lady." "No Sir, we don't." said the driver. "I've never seen the post manned. Is something wrong, Sir?" Pete looked back at Mike and winked. "Well, drug smugglers have been using this way into Canada. Would you open the trunk, please." He could see the girls were very nervous. The driver opened the door and walked to the trunk. Her hands were shaking as she opened the trunk. Mike knew they had something going. "Please take your bags out." he said. "We're really in a hurry. We're late and my folks will worry. Can we please just go, Sir." She was really scared now. Pete jumped in, "I'm sorry but we have a job to do. Just take the bags out and open them. Then you can be on your way." The young lady didn't move so Pete took the three bags out of the trunk. Mike approached the passenger door. "Out of the car, ladies." The two passengers got out and walked over to the driver. Pete opened the first bag and took his time looking thru the contents. He even checked the bra size, 36C. Could have fit any of the college girls. "Who's bag is this? he asked. "Mine" said the driver. Mike joined in. He opened the second bag as he asked, "Who's bag is this?" The girls were silent. Mike was enjoying the feel of the bra and panties. He opened a small zippered case in the bag and there it was. Three small bags of grass and about three grams of white powder. "Well...well. What have we hear. Inside ladies. Let's go. NOW. Pete, move the car into the lot." As Mike walked the now terrified girls into the building, Pete drove their car around back out of sight of the road. He went in the back door into the kitchen and found Dan just opening a beer. "Hey buddy. Guess what we got." He preceded to tell Dan what was happening. Pete had the girls in the old inspection office. He was sitting behind the desk trying to look important. The three young ladies sat close together on a wooden bench against the far wall. All of them had tears running down their beautiful faces. "Let me at my desk, Pete." said Dan. "Yes sir, Captain." "Okay, men. Somebody tell me what the hell is going on." said Dan. Pete answered. "Well sir. We found three bags of marijuana and one bag of a white powder the I believe to be cocaine." Dan looked at the drugs on the desk as he sat down behind it. "Who's shit is this?" Silence. "Stand-up when I talk to you, God damit." The three college girls jumped to their feet. "Get over here in front of my desk. Take your identification out and put them on my desk then step back. Is that clear?" Dan shouted at them. "Yes sir." they chorused. They each placed IDs on the desk and stepped back. Dan picked up the Canadian passport first. "Lynn Rankin?" The driver answered, "Yes sir." Her passport listed her age as twenty-one. She was 5'6" with dirty blonde hair worn in a little pony tail. Her lovely body was packed into tight, designer jeans and a baggy tee-shirt. He next read "Kim Johnson?" from the student ID. The dark haired girl on the left nodded. Eighteen years old with dark, short hair wearing a summer dress and sweater covering her large tits. Dan looked right at the nineteen year old blonde in the jeans mini-skirt and sweater. "Your Sandy Morgan. Ladies your all in serious trouble. Got anything to say?" Before they could answer, he continued. "I thought not. Put them in a holding cell." "Could I call my mom?" asked Lynn. "You'll get you call, young lady. I'll tell you when. Mike..Pete, put them in cell three." "Yes sir." And they led the girls away. After the girls were locked up, the three men met in the living room. Pete cut six lines from the bag of cocaine and Dan brought a six pack. Two lines and a beer for each, they talked the situation over. More beer, more lines, some joints, and an hour later, they had their plan. Two chairs and a coffee table was moved into the office. The girls were left to stew for another hour and then it was time. Kim was the shortest and youngest. She was first. Pete brought her to the office and had her stand in front of the desk. Dan was behind the desk and Mike in a chair. Pete sat in the other chair. Dan looked hard into Kim's eyes. His voice was cold as he said, "Young lady, your in deep shit. Your all going to jail for this. You'll be in your thirties before you hit the streets again." Tears rolled down her cheeks and she sobbed, "Please sir. I don't know anything about that stuff. Really. Please let me go. I..." Dan cut her off. "Bull shit. I got you all. This bust will get me off the chicken shit assignment. You got anymore shit on you? Dump your purse on the desk." Kim silently did as she was told. Dan searched her stuff. After a minute of quite, Mike said "Look Captain. She looks like a pretty straight kid. I'll bet the drugs belong to one of the other girls. Let's give her a break." You could see the hope in Kim's young eyes. Dan. "No way. Their all going down for this." She was crushed. Pete. "Captain, I think Mike might be right. Maybe we could make sure she not holding more drugs and like...maybe teach her a lesson....like about the dangers of drugs." Kim's hope was back. The old good guy/bad guy routine always worked. Dan looked at Kim a little softer. "Is your name Kim?" "Yes sir." Dan picked up the bag of coke. "Kim, have you ever done cocaine?" "Well sir...once a boy I knew had...But I didn't do it. Not ever. Oh please sir!" Dan opened the bag of coke and poured some on the table. "Mike, go to the kitchen and get a strainer and a straw." Mike walked from the room. "Kim, I'm going to teach you a lesson. I'm going to put some coke on this desk and your going to do it. You'll see how bad it feels. That will be your lesson. Do you agree to that?" Kim look a bit confused but hopeful. "Oh, yes sir. I do that. I..." She tried to look innocent but she had done her first coke last week. And a little last night. "I'll do like you ask, sir." Mike returned and Dan strained four large lines on the desk. "Okay Kim. Take the straw and snort a line up each nostril." "Sir? Captain? That a lot more than I saw that boy do. I don't..." Dan cut her off. "I knew it! This is bull shit. I was right to start with." He was shouting at the other guys. Kim quickly picked up the straw and snorted two of the huge lines. "I did it, sir. Just like you said. I'll do it all just like you said." And she did the other two lines. It took about two minutes to hit her. "Ah..can I sit down? I'm a little.. well...Can I sit down?" Pete walked over and said, "Sure kid. Just sit up here on the desk." He walked her to the desk and sat her down. "WOW! I feel that all over. Not like the last time. Can I take off my sweater? It's hot in here. Must be the coke." Kim took her sweater off. Her summer dress was cut low in the back and in front, just showed the top of her very large tits. Pete lit a joint. "Ever smoke dope?" "Sure!" She took the joint and had a couple of hits. Dan had more coke out for her, so she did that. And a bit more of the joint. She was definitely high. And the guys were ready. Dan, Pete, and Mike all smiled. Dan spoke. "Kim. How do you feel?" "Fine. I don't feel bad or anything like you said. This is a good lesson. I like this lesson. "Kim?" said Mike. "Yea." "Remember the Captain said we could give you a break if you weren't holding. Your not holding, are you?" "Oh no! All our...the stuff...I mean, I don't have any." "Yea, Kim. But the Captain's going to have to search you before we can give you a break. Okay?" "I guess. Sure. Okay." Mike led her to the office wall, placed her hands high on the wall. "Just keep your hands there. Now move your feet back." Kim was a bit unsteady. "Move your feet apart. That's right Kim. Now don't move. The boss is going to search you." Dan stepped up behind Kim. With both hands, he patted down her arms and then her back. Standing between Kim's spread legs, he reached his arms around her body and started at her neck with his hands. Dan slowly moved his hands down until he reached the top of her large tits. Dan squeezed and kneaded Kim's soft tits thru her dress. Moving down to her waist. When he got to her waist, he removed his hands from her young body. Kneeling behind, face almost touching her ass, he started both his hands up Kim's right leg from her ankle. Passed her knee and the soft flesh of the inside of her thigh. Up to the edge of her panties and beyond. Dan held Kim's firm ass cheeks in his hands. Then between her legs. He could feel the heat of her young pussy. Dan gently stroked her pussy thru the thin panties. Then down her left leg and he was done...for now. "Can I turn around now?" asked Kim. "Sure, kid." said Mike. "Want a hit?" Kim took the joint and smoked. "She clean, boss?" asked Pete. "Not sure. Could have sworn she had something hidden by her tits or her pussy. You check her, Pete." Kim stood with the joint in her hand. "Hey! Wait a minute. I told you I didn't have anything on me and I proved it." "Look, Kim. I got to be sure. You've come this far. Be a shame to go to jail just 'cause I'm not sure." said Dan. "Okay. But can I have a little line first?" Pete stepped up to Kim. "Sure you can, kid. Just as soon as I check you out. Just stand there with your hands over your head and spread your legs. Just got to check your tits and pussy." Kim stood in the middle of the room, hands straight up, legs apart. Pete went right to it. He took those covered tits, one in each hand and played for a while. Then on his knees, he reached under her dress and fondled Kim's asscheeks. His right hand slipped between her spread legs, under her panties, and he stroked one finger between Kim's wet pussy lips. "Hey! Don't do that. Get out of my pussy." "Don't move, Kim. Move and you go to jail." warned Dan. "Okay. But he's not searching me. He's finger fucking me." All three men cracked up laughing. Pete pulled his fingers from her pussy and licked the juice off. Kim even laughed a bit. Pete gave her the lines of coke as promised. Kim snorted it right up. She was really high but she knew what was going on. She just didn't care. "So now what? Do you get to feel my tits and finger my pussy too? Just to be sure. What's your name?" said Kim. She had a sly bit of a smile. Mike. "I'm Mike. That's Pete and the boss is Dan." "Okay. Mike..Pete..Dan. Like to know who's playing with my pussy. Ready Mike?" Kim raised her hands over her head and spread her legs. "Sorry, Kim. But, Dan and Pete are sure your hiding something in your bra. I gotta check. Just take out your tits for me." "I know. I know. I'll go to jail." Kim reached behind and unzipped the dress. That sly smile crept back to her face. As she slipped her arms from the sleeves she said, "Maybe I should do this to music." Her dress dropped to her waist. Kim's large, erect breasts were covered only by her thin, flesh colored bra. "I'll do that." said Mike. "Okay." Mike's fingers found the clasp in front, between her tits. He opened the clasp and freed those beauties. They were large, at least a C cup. Big for a girl her size. Just the beginnings of droop but still very erect. Her nipples were dark and as Mike rolled them between forefinger and thumb, they grew in length. A soft sigh escaped her lips. "Ready for some cola?" asked Dan. "Sure. Okay." said Kim. Her dress hung down so she was bare to the waist. Her large, young tits exposed to the three men. "Can I ask a question?" "Go ahead," said Dan. "You guys are all going to fuck me, aren't you?" "Yes, we are." "If I do that you won't hurt me, will you? You'll let me go.?" "No," said Dan. "We'll enjoy your body and let you go later." "I've had sex before...only with a couple of guys but not at the same time. I'll do what you want if you promise to let me go. Please!" "No pain, kid. You'll have fun. We'll have fun. Then you can go." "Can I just have a joint instead of more coke? And some water or a soda." Mike handed her a lit joint as Pete got her water. She stood before them and smoked. Drank some water. "What should I do?" "Show us your body." ordered Dan. Kim wiggled her shapely ass and the dress dropped to the floor. She picked it up and tossed on the desk. Then slipped off her panties. "Walk around a little," instructed Mike. Kim walked around the men, her breast bouncing...ass shaking. "Sit on the desk and show us your pussy." Kim sat on the edge of the desk and spread her legs. "Like this?" "Lean back so we can get a better view." Kim leaned back, brought her right hand to her pussy and opened the lips. "Now play with you pussy for us." Kim closed her eyes and stroked her pussy with her fingers. She rubbed around her clit for a while then slid a finger inside. Dan approach her and fingered her slit. Kim moved her hand away as Dan wet his fingers on her wet hole. His finger explored her pussy channel, her wet lips, and her pink clip. He dropped to his knees and licked the soft flesh between her pussy and asshole as he continued to rub her clit and fuck her with his finger. "Like that? he asked her. "Yea, feels really nice," said Kim. She lay back on the desk as Dan licked and stroked her. Pete walked around the desk and removed his pants. "Open your eyes," he said. Kim looked at his erect cock right over her face. "Do you want me to suck it?" she asked. "Yes." Kim reached for Pete's dick and drew it to her lips. She licked the underside of the shaft from balls to head then opened her lips and nibbled on the head. Dan continued to eat her pussy. Finally she opened and took his erection in her mouth, her fingers holding his ball. "You like to suck cock?" Kim didn't answer but allowed him to stroke all the way in and out as she sucked. She pulled the cock from her mouth and asked, "Do you like how I suck you?" "Your very good. Do you enjoy giving head?" he asked. "Yea, I do. It's fun." And she took his back in her mouth. Dan expertly stimulated her pussy with his mouth and fingers as her hips moved to ride his mouth. She was very close to orgasm and Pete fucked her mouth in earnest. He held her head with his hands and drove deep into her throat. Kim gagged but continued to suck as he came in her mouth. She sucked until Pete's last spasm of orgasm then he slipped it from her mouth. "Oh God, Dan. Your making me come." She grabbed Dan's head with both her hands as her ate her to climax. After she came, Dan got up. "Oh God!" she said again. "That was good. I really like this. Isn't someone gonna fuck me?" "Get on your hands and knees on the floor. I'll fuck you as you suck Mike." Kim moved to the floor, her large tits hanging down, her ass pushed up, and her legs spread providing easy access to her hot pussy. Mike knelt before her as Dan knelt between her legs. As she drew Mike into her mouth, Dan placed his cock in her pussy and pushed deep inside. They were hot. She was hot. And they fucked her, pussy and mouth, until all three came. When Dan and Pete withdrew, Kim lay her body on the floor with her ass still pushed up. After a bit, she got up and sat on the couch. "That was wild," she said. "I've never come like that before." "Your a great fuck," said Dan. "And you give great head," added Mike. Pete agreed. "Are you gonna do my friends?" she asked. "Yes we are," answered Dan. "Wanta help?" "Yea, I do now. What should I do?" "You pick who's next." "Take Sandy. She talks about sex all the time." "Okay Kim," said Dan. "Get dressed and we'll put you two alone in a cell alone together. Does she smoke dope?" "Does she! She got all this shit." "Good. Take some with you and get her high. Convince her if she does good, we'll let her go." "Well you really let us go?" "Yes, Kim. We will." "Let's do it guys. She's gone love this." They all dressed and Kim was taken to be alone with Sandy." End Part 1