Undercover Trouble (Closed)

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~Faith Devigal~

8 1/2 months undercover She had finally found her way through this slime pit of abuse sexual slavery and other vile demented atrocities against people for the sinister pleasures of a few Faith had found herself within the interest of the select few that held the power in this operation. She had no idea that she was no longer in the same city nor what was truly now to happen...


//Commander Pierce//

GRAVES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *Roared the deep baritone voice od the precints Commanding Officer. AGAIN he had gotten reports of Detective Graves Using only part truths to aquire information and contacts from other officers adn precints on Detective Devigall. He knew that Graves was worried about faith he too was worried about his near adopted daughter. He had been partnered with ehr father YEARS ago and knew how irate Jack had gotten over Faith entering the Academy but then when she graduated top in her class he would never shut up about that either. His death was felt hart by the wholeof the force but they never saw Faith shed a tear... Nope he knew she was too tough for that and the cases she managed to manuver herself into being inline to take at times worried him as he told her father he would look after her, but this was business and while they were all concerned abotuher being missing so long there were other crimes to deal with and Graves had better learn that Quick*
 
Graves winced again as he heard the Commander's voice. He stood up, both hands on the desk. A reluctant slope came to his shoulders as he walked towards the Commander's office.

Graves knew exactly what he'd hear in that office. Another rant about backlogs, paperwork piling up, and using police time to go after a personal case.

All of it was true.

Graves didn't give a shit.

The good news, after this ass chewing would be that his shift is almost over. Somewhere out there was a shitty bar with a drink waiting for him.

Maybe he could call a few old friends and see if they heard anything.

It was a long shot, but longer shots have paid off.

"Yes, sir," He closed the door behind him. It felt like he was sealing them in together. They were in some sort of tomb.

Graves sat down with his hands folded over his knees and gave a hard stare across the Commander's desk.

****

"They're expecting you," Johnny turned on the lights and watched the harsh flourescent light up the small room they were keeping the girl.


"Shit," He cursed the moment he saw her. Her clothes were torn, her make up was running all over the place and she looked completely weathered.

Johnny was skinny, barely a hundred pounds soaking wet. His hair was dark and coarse running wild atop his head. He wore all denim that looked worn and comfortable on him.

"We got some work to do if you're going to dance tonight," Johnny knelt down and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look first to the left and then the right.

"Well, you're cute. Fuckable. That's good. We can work with that."

He pointed to the shower directly behind her, "We'll start with the basics. Strip and shower. Get all that fucking make-up off."
 
The commander sat there.

We should NOT be having to have this talk again Detective... We will find faith but while you obsess there are other people out there dying and getting hurt by possibly the same slime that Faith was investigating... Do you get my point.

You are useless to me here today cut out early... and Take some down time... thats an order.

~~~~~~~

Faith was still well "Medicated" when the kid arrived looking her over. She tried to stand and walk but her legs betrayed her quickly collapsing to the ground once more. Sitting there for a moment she tried to stand again finding a wall to support her rail thin form. A higher slime on the food chain had ordered the one who had her for so long to release her and find another place for her in their operation or else. So one last drugged out private party and now she was here... where ever here was.
 
Graves could feel the anger boiling over into his neck. It stuck there like some impressive sun burn, only being held by Graves own sense of loyalty to Faith. Having another shouting match with the Commander wouldn't get him anywhere.

He kept saying other girls might get hurt like Faith, but isn't that why they should be finding her now more than ever? She's in soo deep wherever she is must be exactly where a detective needs to be to take this entire operation down.

But then those words hit him.

"That's it Chief," Graves rose from his chair as the idea suddenly dawned on him.

"You are absolutely right as always. Why don't I step out until for the rest of the week, catch myself and I can be back on Monday just as refreshed as ever."

Graves shooed himself out of that office as quickly as he could.

He was going to head over to a strip club known as Jiggles. Highly regarded as the worst strip club in town, Jiggled seeped with the greasy underbelly of this town. One couldn't even drive passed it without their skin crawling over.

It was one of the places Faith started working when she went undercover.

The commander had said it correctly. Faith wasn't the only lost girl out there on the streets. He needed to find Faith, but one of the best ways to do that would be to track some other girl and hope she falls into the cracks of this city as well.

Graves swung by his own place first. He switched out of his cop clothes. It was slack and a shirt, but he always felt that if he wore the same clothes out after work people would still think he's a cop.

New wardrobe.

A button up black shirt with worn jeans. He looked sleazy but rich. That's the look he was going for, dirty and horny with some money to throw around. He needed to attract that kind of girl.

He drove over to Jiggles and made his way inside. The place looked deserted. One lone girl danced on the mainstage as a couple of guys watched from the sides, only partly interested. A crumpled 5 lay on the ground at her feet, despite her eager gyrating against the pole.

Graves ordered a stiff whiskey and found himself a lone table in the corner. Here he watched, his eyes running after different girls walking along the floor, or coming out to dance.

The alcohol burned warm in his belly, and the constant flesh peaked his arousal.

*~*~*~*~*~*

Johnny gritted his teeth when he watcher her try to get up.

"Drugged her too?" He hissed. He'd have to talk with Victor and Jake. He was no girl's little fucking babysitter.

He knocked on the door behind him and someone with a lot of muscle opened it up.

"Yup."

"Go ask BJ to make some wake up juice," Johnny said to the door.

"Sure."

The door closed and then locked from the outside.

Johnny walked passed the lump of whore on the ground and turned on the shower. He put his hand under the water until it felt just warm enough to wake the dead.

Johnny turned around, surprised to see the girl actually had managed to stand, if only on trembling legs. She looked like a young fawn taking her first steps.

"Impressive," He grabbed her arm to hold her steady and guided her into the shower.

"Just try to... wake up, ok?"

He knelt down and grabbed for her tiny skirt, pulling it down along with her panties.

"You got a name or do I just call you whore from here on out?"
 
Mia...

Faith stared at the boy trying intently to focus. Her mind was struggling still deep in a fog.

Who are you? Where's Dane? Gotta tell Dane... Chris hurt her...finally got Abby to tell me... just like Dane thought she would...Jacks gonna kill him...

All names this kid might know and proof that she was still there under that fog somewhere.
 
Johnny eased one leg out of her panties rumpled on the floor, and then the other.

He also took off the high heels she wore, unstrapping them and throwing them off to the side. She wouldn't need any of these things anymore, they would get her a new wardrobe for tonight.

He heard her babbling on, and shook his head.

"I don't know no Dane. Abby's one of the regular girls, but not here. She's in some other town. I haven't seen her in months. You were brought here by..."

Johnny trailed off though. There was no use trying to help her figure it out. She was whacked out on whatever drug they'd given her, her mind just firing random synapses. Dane could be some guy she hooked up with a few weeks ago.

"Mia is a cute enough name. I'm Johnny, Mia. I'm not going to hurt you."

Johnny grabbed at her shirt next, pulling the damp thing up and over her head.

So now she was completely naked in front of him, barely standing in the shower as hot water poured over her.

She looked like a completely different person, much more healthier. Sexy even. He could imagine if she just gave him a pouty look, maybe turned her head he could see this in some Playboy spread.

Yes, he wasn't lying when he called her fuckable.

"Good, now you clean," He put a bar of soap into her hand and stepped away from the shower. He was dripping wet as fuck right now, but he would just take a shower of his own some time today. He usually got fucked up when he had to clean one of the new girls.

There came a knock at the door and a large glass of what looked to be mostly tomato juice was handed to Johnny.

"Oh perfect, thank you."

The door closed and locked again.

"Get cleaned and come out. I got some breakfast for you..."
 
Faith nodded and tried to get cleaned up the fog was already lifting but she knew how to keep playing it off till the time was right.

Dane... Burbank... or was it... DC... She shook her head again and finally got cleaned up after stumbling a couple more times and finally trying to walk back out to him.

You should still tell Jack... you know Jack?
 
Johnny handed her the glass of wake up juice, "Jack? Yeah... yeah I can tell Jack."

He thought someone mentioned a Jack. He would just tell BJ once they were all done here. BJ knew everyone, he would know who Jack was.

"You doing better?" He could see her able to stand on her own now.

The make up scrubbed off her face. Her skin was a soft peach. She stood unaware of her own nakedness in front of him. She had a killer body, curves in all the right places.

He was starting to get jealous he wouldn't be invited to her party tonight.

"You understand what you're doing here tonight, right?"

He pointed to the far wall, which had a nice selection of skimpy outfits for her.

"Do you need anything else?"
 
She recognized what it was after two sips. Slowly she started "feeling better". She focused on him and smiled a little.

Yeah... Sure... Why ya lookin so sad sugar?

She walked over to the outfits still sizing him up and reached for a color she suspected he would drop his jaw seeing her in and started getting dressed. Still a little wobbly but beyond that getting better.
 
Johnny couldn't believe she caught his expression. She hadn't even known where she was a few minutes ago. She was coming back now, slowly but surely.

And she was smart too.

"It's the party tonight, I just realized you're going to be tonight's entertainment and I don't get to watch."

He'd seen his fair share of the shows, but still. Mia had something else going on, some sort of natural armor that made her look far more innocent than that body of hers let on.

He watcher her slowly ease into some red satin outfit, hugging her hips. A rush of excitement swam through him.

"You're going to be quite a scene tonight," He nearly moaned as he said that.
 
She turned looking at him smiling slightly.

Johnny... Maybe we can work a deal... I need to find out how Abby and a couple of the others are doing... before I got shipped here... where ever here is I was kinda looking after them... Big sister kinda deal ya know... Could you find out if they are okay for me... Actually where have they sent me this time... I spent so much time around Dane and Garrett for so long I thought that was my final stop so to speak till now.
 
"A deal?" Johnny could have sworn he saw some twinkle in her eye when she said that. She was trying to get to him.

Johnny gave her a long look up and down. He didn't mind that, if she was offering up something worth it, he would help her out.

"I can tell you where you are. We're underneath a strip club called The Clubhouse in Buffalo. I don't know any Dane or Jake, but I can help you track down this Abby girl."

Johnny licked his lips, "What kind of deal we talking about?"
 
Buffalo... interesting...

She walked over to him and slithered a complete circle around him her body staying in some form of contact with his as she smiled and then a fingertip reached to touch his lips she stood before him smiling softly.
 
Johnny grew hard the moment she began to touch her. Her fingernails were like whispers on his skin, lightly trailing along his back. One hip slid against him, teasing in a way that made him shudder from the inside.

"Ahh, that kind of deal," He whispered, her finger still on his lips.

He wanted her now. Desire began as a slow fuel driving him. Johnny looked around the room and saw what he wanted.

He walked over to a chair, dragged it out into the middle of the room and sat down.

"Dance for me," He smiled, his hands rubbing against his thighs, his body already starting to rock back and forth, feeling his stiffening cock strain against his pants.
 
She smirked twirling and slipping into a very sensual belly dancing routine her hips undulating her arms snaking out from her like waves as she danced around the chair her eyes watching him intently. She was sizing him up... deep down she was still very much a cop even though her mind barely remembered that after so long but her skills were still there.
 
Johnny tried his best not to touch her as she writhed in front of him. It was not easy, seeing the natural curve of her hip made his fingers twitch.

An excitement came over him that he had not felt in a long time. It was the dirty fascination that one might get when first coming into a strip club, unsure of what you were doing, watching some girl on stage simply take command of the room. Johnny leaned back in his chair and let this woman fascinate him with her body.

She did so with his complete admiration.

"I want you," He said, his words heavy with lust.

How could anyone not after seeing her like this?

It never even crossed Johnny's mind that half an hour ago this girl could barely stand, but now she had fallen into some trance and was taking him with her. She kept looking back at him, her eyes focusing on his, studying him, searching deeper.

"Come here," He patted his lap, teasing her, spreading his legs open just enough for her to have plenty of room.

"Sit down..."

His cock ached for her.
 
She slinked over to his and sat down her legs crossed as she moved his hand to rest on her thigh as she sat there. She then leaned towards his lips and kissed him softly her tongue dancing over his lips nipping at his lips as she broke the kiss to look at him.

So whats your story on how you ended up in this life and operation?

She seemed genuinely interested as she sat there her arms resting around his neck. Could she "really care" about him. She was unconsciously digging for her case but she appeared to really want to know and seemed to feel safe with him... Clearly something she was not used to feeling as she bit her lip a faintly confused look deep in her eyes.
 
Johnny could feel the hard thrust of this girl's kiss and it sent him flying through the roof. She knew exactly what she was doing. She slowly grinded against him, her hands everywhere, her eyes keeping him drawn to her.

Johnny reached down and grabbed her ass, slapping it.

"I'm boss Carmichael's nephew," Johnny said, beaming. He enjoyed throwing his uncle's name around, it seemed to get more girls wet knowing he had connections.

"It wasn't too hard picking up the family business. They pay me to just keep track of the place and clean up the girls that come through here."

One finger trailed up and down her back. He pushed up so she could feel his stiff cock nestled between her thighs, waiting for her, very eager to be played with.
 
Our stepdad offered our... My brothers and my aid to someone he owed a lot of money to... So we were in the business without any real clue as to what or why he had done it. Up until several months ago I was trapped with Danes brother. Once he got killed I started getting bounced all over the place till Jack got me...

Mentioning Jack she seemed to get a little scared.

Then they told him he had to "keep me moving" for whatever reason and one last party there and here I am... Could you maybe help get word to my brother at least that I am okay? I don't know why... I guess its cause you seem so different than the others I want to... trust you.... With your uncle being who he is... I bet you could make them let me stay here... with you.

She wriggled her hips again feeling his manhood firm resting between her thighs she wriggled her hips till he was resting along her womanhood. One leg now draped back against he calves and her other leg pressing softly against his hip as she smiled to him.
 
Johnny listened to her story and felt a twinge of guilt in what happened to her. He'd heard her story before, almost any girl that came in here had some sort of down on their luck tale, but hers seemed so personal.

He felt an immediate urge to protect her.

"I can take care of you, baby," He said, his hands rubbing her thighs up and dow in a slow and deliberate manner.

"You can trust me... you wanna be my girl? I can get you out of this whole mess."

Sure, he could get this girl for his own. How hard would that be? He just needed to talk to his uncle. They'd thrown girls at him before. This time he wanted to keep one for himself.

She would keep him happy and he could keep her safe. It sounded like a fair deal to him. And from the way she was slowly grinding her hips into him, her nearly exposed sex trailing along his straining cock, he could tell she would make him very happy.
 
He was still young she could help him get him a better life or at least make sure that he made out better on deals with the courts for helping her. It would hopefully work and if this boy could keep her from getting shipped around or drugged too much more all the better.

She bit her lip at his rubbing on her thighs and smiled a little as she whimpered out a soft yeah at his offer to be "his girl".

I don't know if they will like it but Yeah... your girl... safe... no more pills no more pain?

Her hips wriggled grinding against him again as she pressed a faint kiss to his cheek laying her head down on his shoulder her hands moving to caress his hands and his still very firm manhood.
 
"No more pills baby," Johnny leaned in and whispered in her ear, his lips coming to trickle along her lower lobe. A sense of euphoria overwhelmed him the moment he could feel her fingers press into his sex. He had turned into a receptor for touch, reacting to every touch.

"No more pain. I'm here to help you."

With that he reached down and unbutton his pants. He had to adjust himself on the chair, pulling his cock out for her to play with. He stroked himself once and then guided her hand over the sensitive head.

It was an average sized cock, but the wide girth and bulbous head made it look bigger than it was. The slit of his cock dripped cum onto her finger.

"You take care of me, and I'll make sure no one else touches you ever again."
 
Fingers moved to circle his manhood a soft whimper feeling the soft skin and hearing his words about protecting her. She moved to better be able to caress him whispering in his ear.

Look out for each other... keep each other safe...

She smiled lifting her head up to look into his eyes. standing she then moved to sit with one leg on either side of him giving his manhood access to her. Moving her hips to feel his manhood caress her and to let him feel her caressing him as well she looked deep into his eyes smiling softly.
 
She moved against him, slow and deliberate. The motion reverberated through to his toes. He had to curl them when he felt his cock slide across her sex. The warm spike of heat, like touching the top of some warming furnace, triggered a response of lust.

Some instinctual thought kicked in at this point, wanting her only for sex. This thought shouted in his head drowning out his own senses that were overwhelming him.

His hands became more forceful on her body, cupping her breasts and searching for her hard nipples to tease. He rolled a thumb over each one.

They were slowly grinding against each other. Her sex slid along the length of him. He could feel the true heat pulsing with need. Within seconds he could feel her pussy dripping down onto his cock.

Every touch seemed intensified.
 
Watching his reactions she moved again so that he could enter her. Whimpering softly her eyes fell closed as she bit her lip feeling his girth as he entered her womanhood. Now another part of her mind awoke... the need for anything tender and loving when it came to sex. For so long now it had been rough or drunk males just abusively taking her this was going to be different. This was pill free... innocent in a way... tender caresses an urgency in the young man as he groped at her breasts but still much more tender and caressing than she had known in a while.

Briefly her mind drifted to her partner Eddie and how they had played around before on a few nearly drunken nights. Her mind quickly went back to the boy there with her as she moved to kiss him tenderly as she began to ride after very slowly lowering herself onto his manhood.
 
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