Undercover Whore Ch. 08
No alarm wakes her. Just the sensation of filthiness.
She sighs as she sits up. A look to the clock tells her it's early yet.
She labors to undress, and seeks the embrace of her shower.
Madison sits in the tub, every pellet of water warming her up.
Her arousal spent in the days preceding this one, she finds no pleasure in touching herself. And, the beads of water elicit no response when they hit her delicate regions.
For now, all she wants is the warmth. But, the longer she spends under the water, the colder it becomes.
With some effort, Madison turns off the water and dries herself.
She doesn't even know what to wear, so she gets back into bed naked.
She's comfortable. And, that's enough.
The day passes into evening when she receives a phone call.
"Officer Lane," comes an earnest voice. "This is officer Lee."
"Yes," Madison says after a moment's pause. "What is it?"
"Could we meet up tonight?"
Madison is loathe to leave her bed but asks, "Where?"
Amber's voice grows excited. "I want to see what it's like on the vice team. Can you show me what it's like?"
Madison sighs, "You'll find out in a few days. Can't you wait?"
"I know," comes the fledgling police officer. "But, I'm really excited for this opportunity. I'd like to explore it tonight."
Madison bites her lip, "You know you have to look and act like a hooker, right?"
A guilty silence claims the line.
"Alright," the more experienced officer says. "Meet me at..."
After directions are given, Amber excitedly says, "Thank you, thank you, thank you."
Madison sighs as she arranges her wardrobe.
Her clothes are hidden by a coat. But, her legs run long.
As she gets a cab, she can't help but feel like she's being watched. But, puts it out of mind.
Amber stands on the street corner looking embarrassed in a yellow top and matching miniskirt.
When the cab arrives, Madison motions for her protege to get in.
The inexperienced woman's dress rides up as she gets into the car.
"Where are we going?" Amber asks.
Madison smiles at her, "You'll find out soon.
The Pink Swallow is seedy as ever when they arrive.
"What's this?" Amber asks as she steps a toe into the deep end.
"A brothel."
The words make Amber shake.
"You mean we're going in there?"
Madison nods.
"O-Okay," Amber smiles shyly.
Dom, the big black bouncer, causes the blonde officer to flinch. But, she doesn't turn away.
The inside is plush with velvet and dark.
"Coming at you, Caprice Star."
The DJ plays a contemporary hit and all eyes are trained on the brown haired woman with rather large breasts on the stage.
Amber watches, captivated.
"Rose," comes a friendly voice.
"Daisy," Madison greets her friend.
"Who's this?"
The blonde beauty is oblivious as Madison explains.
"New girl. Just trying to get her used to things."
Daisy looks her up and down, "We'll wait to introduce her to Carl. She seems so innocent."
The undercover officer nods.
"Will you be dancing?"
The question catches Madison off guard.
"I-" she stammers. "I guess."
Inwardly, she kicks herself.
In front of a rookie cop, performing a strip show could end her career.
"Great," Daisy smiles. "You'll be on soon."
A sick cold rush makes her tremble as she takes the rookie to a chair in front of the stage.
In for a penny, in for a pound.
She could still turn back. But, she knows she won't.
Another dancer shows before Madison is cued to get ready.
Amber is fully immersed in the show.
"Next up we have our beautiful Firecrotch Rose."
Madison finds herself less averse to the vulgar nickname. But, she's still not pleased to hear it.
With a moments pause to breathe, the officer of the law struts out in crotch-less fishnet stockings and a black bra.
Her eyes find Amber's immediately, the younger woman's trance unspoiled by the familiar face.
The music is slow and Madison sways for the crowd, her pussy exposed for all the men to see.
Her bra comes off as an afterthought. And, she climbs the stripper pole.
Scanning the room, Madison sees many familiar faces. Men who've seen her play before. But, enjoy it no less now.
Off the pole, she stands before Amber, her sex exposed.
This moment is the make or break moment. Her whoredom known by another cop.
Amber blinks as she looks from Madison's pussy to her tits to her face.
Madison collects the bills thrown at her and comes off the stage to be replaced by another.
A little less shamefully dressed, Madison comes to sit beside the golden haired beauty.
Amber's trance has passed and she looks to her superior oddly.
"That's what we do on this assignment?"
Her question is asked in confusion.
Madison has no answer, she just looks at the naive young woman.
Her face shows a complicated expression causing Madison to feel uneasy.
"O- Okay," Amber surprises her whorish commander.
"Wh- What?" Madison manages.
The young officer has a look of resolve.
"I can do it."
Madison thinks she misheard due to the music. But, Amber repeats herself.
"I can do it.
"You can?"
Like her photo in her file, the young woman has a look of pride that belies her innocence.
"Are you sure?" Madison asks not knowing what to say.
"Yes," comes the proud voice. "Let me do it."
Madison deflates as she stands and speaks with Daisy.
When the arrangements are made Madison takes Amber by the hand.
"You don't have to do this," she says, not wanting to set the girl down the terrible path she's on.
Through her pride, the clumsy girl shows some signs of rethinking her plan.
But, she nods her head, "If this is what it takes, I'll do it."
Madison sighs and leads her back stage.
The outfits are erotic all around. But, as they sort through them, Amber smiles.
A pink set with see through fabric covering the belly.
The thing that amber is most fascinated by is the halo and wings accessories.
Madison had never seen it before. But, if she knows any angel, it's the one next to her.
When she's changed, Madison can't help but find the blonde breathtakingly beautiful.
Amber smiles in embarrassment as the other stripper comes down.
"O- Okay!" she says louder than she intended. "Wish me luck."
Madison nods and wishes she had the nerve to stop the naive girl.
But, she doesn't. And, that is why she goes out to watch her protege.
Madison watches as Amber walks out in front of a full crowd of men.
"H-Hello," she says shyly. Her arms covering her stomach.
Hoots and catcalls sound out as Amber tries to sway to the music.
"Take it off!" one man shouts as she spends too much time dancing.
Madison watches her shiver at the man's cry.
Amber's eyes are searching as she looks for Madison.
Their eyes meet and Amber remembers the confidence of her superior when she strutted before all these men.
Her hands tremor as she unhooks her bra.
White flesh is exposed and she tries to block it with her arm.
"Stop hiding!" someone yells and Amber jumps out of her skin, her arms falling away in embarrassment.
Madison feels the young woman's pain. It was her pain when she first exposed herself before strange men.
Amber's motions are mechanical as she tries to dance.
"Panties," a number of voices sound out.
The young stripper looks to her senior for strength.
Madison wants to look supportive. But, she feels terrible about the whole ordeal.
Somehow, Amber found the strength to expose her pussy to a crowd of men she'd never met in a brothel she'd never heard of before that very night.
The crowd roars its approval and all that the young officer wears is a halo and angel wings.
Madison can't help but see an angel being brought to disgrace.
Amber freezes, her nakedness on full display.
People call out for action. But, she remains caught in the headlights until the song ends.
Cash litters the stage. But, Amber shows no notice of it as she looks with misty eyes to Madison.
Madison comes on the stage and escorts Amber to the clothing room.
The young woman is rigid but she holds back the tears.
It takes some time for her to warm up and Madison helps her dress.
Sensing the time to leave, Madison escorts her to the door.
"Wait," Daisy's voice calls out.
The two women turn back and see the other woman with a wad of cash in hand.
She holds it out to Amber.
The blonde, dumbly, accepts the cash. Unable to understand what it means.
Madison knows what it means. But, now she needs to get the traumatized girl somewhere safe.
She knows of nowhere better than her apartment.
When they arrive, Madison can't help but feel exposed to her neighbors as the pair in slutty garb find shelter.
Madison thinks she hear a clicking sound. But, when she looks, she finds nothing.
Behind closed doors, Madison settles her protege on the couch.
"Amber," she says dejectedly. "I don't think you should join this team. It's an ugly business."
The blonde's green eyes stare into Madison's soul and she feels dirty.
It takes some time, but Amber's thoughts had caught up with her experiences.
She breathes deeply and looks down, avoiding Madison's eyes.
"No," she says. "I can do it."
Madison feels terrible and says, "Listen Am-"
She fails to finish her thought as Amber looks back up with resolve.
"Let me do it."
There's nothing more that the redheaded police woman can say and so she nods her head.
"Okay."
Amber doesn't move and she sees no need to kick her out.
Instead, Madison pulls out the futon and lets Amber come to rest in her own time.
Sleep is difficult to reach as Madison replays the experience in her mind.
If Madison acted more like a cop and not a whore, Amber wouldn't have had such a traumatizing experience.
Sleep finds her and, when she wakes up, she finds the young woman gone.
Fear makes her tremble. Amber might be reporting her conduct to the chief. Her stomach is a block of ice.
It takes her some time for her strength to return to her.
When she thinks about it, the end of her career wouldn't be so terrible compared with the experiences she's gone through recently.
Defeated, Madison returns to her bed. Resolving not to do anything today also.
The hours tick by as she does nothing.
As the sun disappears, she hears a pounding on her door.
Madison sighs as she imagines Candy calling for her to comb the streets.
As she opens the door, she is surprised to see an angel.
Amber's eyes meet Madison's before falling away.
A moment passes where neither party knows what to say.
The visitor carries a back that stirs curiosity in the redhead.
"Can I... come in?"
Madison snaps back to reality and steps aside, allowing her guest inside.
They walk to the living room and a silence hangs over them.
Finally, Madison speaks, "Amber, I'm sor-"
She doesn't finish her apology as the blonde beauty blurts out, "I'm sorry."
Madison is stunned for a moment before Amber begins pouring out her feelings.
"I thought I could do it. That I could be like you. But, I froze. I was just so embarrassed to be... there."
She confesses, "I wanted to be on this team. To break up the pimps and dealers. To do good for the community. But, I wasn't as strong as I thought. Not as brave..."
She chokes up and Madison moves close to the woman and embraces her.
"I'm sorry," she repeats herself as though she were the one in the wrong.
The tears last for some time before they are wiped away.
"Please, Officer Lane, give me another chance. I know I won't disappoint you."
Madison feels her own eyes sting for how foolish this girl truly is.
"Okay."
The words indict her as she speaks them.
"If you want to do this, I'll show you how."
Resolve shows in the woman's face and Madison's guilt hits new limits.
"For that," Amber says somewhat proudly, "I have brought some new clothes for us to go out in."
Madison looks curiously at the shear tops and short skirts. The lingerie hiding little.
"Actually, Amber, I have something different in mind for tonight. You're fine as is."
The blonde woman is curious as she follows Madison to a cab.
Directions given, the police officer thinks of Candy and how she guided her through the mess of flesh. Now she does the same.
"An erotic theater," Amber says confused.
"Yep," Madison smiles as they approach the building.
Rather than the main entrance, Madison leads the way to the service entrance.
The guard that scared her the first time around seems somehow milder to her.
But, Amber moves closer to her leader anxiously.
The locker room is no different from how it was last week.
It's all so familiar now.
"Officer Lane," Amber whispers. "What are we doing here?"
Madison looks at her seriously. "It's Madison. I don't need people knowing I'm undercover."
Amber nods apologetically. "I'm sorry, Madison."
Without further fuss, their effects are sealed away and they enter a hall with a musky scent permeating it.
Madison knows what's coming. But, Amber is caught in shock by the wall being plastered with male genitalia and those serving them.
Madison senses Amber's anxiety. But, takes her by the hand.
"Madison, I, uh, I've never..."
She wants so much to want to be anywhere else.
"This is the job," Madison speaks to her own experience. "What do you think it takes to go undercover as a prostitute?"
Amber moistens her dry lips. Her eyes scanning the members and the gratuitous service being rendered unto them.
Madison spots a penis that looks clean, uncircumcised, and long.
Amber's eyes train on the organ and she limply follows.
Before the dick, Madison looks from it to her junior.
The senior officer feels a misty in her loins as she thinks of what she's doing.
"Here," one hand guides the rookie's hand to the phallus.
"I- I-"
She never finishes her thought as she is burned by the heat of the rod.
Madison gets the angel started, grasping the shaft and watching the foreskin rise over and retract from the man's crown.
When Madison releases, only Amber's remains gently pulling skin back and forth.
She's entranced by the action and Madison finds herself feeling jealous for some reason.
Beside the first, a circumcised penis sticking out of the wall.
Looking around, no one is moving for it and Madison gets a sick thrill as she comes before it.
Her eyes turn to the entranced Amber. What she's done to this angel can never be undone.
But, somehow, that turns the officer of the law on.
The meat before her carries a scent she's grown to know.
Her hand extends to pat the tool. The heat transferring to her.
A shiver runs down her spine as she grips the man.
The man rises to the contact.
She kneels before the cock and strokes it.
She feels like a whore. Perhaps at this point that's all she is.
But, she likes this feeling.
The cock twitches under her hand, Madison feels the man's ejaculation rise.
And, just before he fires off his wad, Madison cups her lips around his cock head.
Rope after rope settles on her tongue.
In her haste, and lust, she failed to notice her pupil looking at her with her mouth on a man's penis.
When she sees herself caught, she thinks on anything that can make her any less as she is.
Instead, she does what men always want her to do. She shows the jizz in her mouth to Amber before swallowing. Her mouth empty on the second showing.
The look on Amber's face is one of revulsion and Madison feels her heart drop.
But, in her disgust, something else stirs within Amber. Keeping her eyes on Madison till the last moment, comes close to the uncircumcised penis and kisses it delicately.
She comes away smiling and waving her hands at her face as her blood boils for her embarrassment.
Madison almost laughs at the display. But, she's achieved what she hoped to achieve.
The corruption of an innocent soul.
The shame and guilt seems intertwined with her arousal. And, she can't help but want to do more.
But, Amber seems done. Her boundaries crossed to their extent.
The cock she abandons catches Madison's eyes in passing. For a penis, it looked pretty to her eyes.
They leaving of the establishment having learned new things about themselves.
Amber has an embarrassed smile that comes and goes as she thinks about it all.
"This," Amber asks, "is what it takes?"
Madison nods and feels guilty.
"Can I sleep over at your place?"
The question surprises Madison.
"Sure."
Amber smiles sweetly as they pick up their cab.
Back to the apartment, Madison prepares a place for Amber to sleep.
"Can I-" the rookie starts. "Can I sleep with you?"
Madison is surprised and stammers, "Y-Yeah."
She hadn't thought about it. She only reacted.
Amber smiles sweetly as they prepare for bed.
The lights go out and Madison lies beneath the covers next to an innocent soul.
"I've never done any of these things before," Amber says
Madison already figured that out.
"I thought it would be easier, more glamorous."
The red haired woman echoes, "Glamorous?"
"Well," Amber continues. "I thought it would be a matter of catching crooks red handed and not all of this undercover... stuff."
Madison wonders if there had been a way to keep her dignity on this assignment. Perhaps she was the naive one.
"Why did you want to sleep in my bed?" she changes the topic.
The blonde beauty looks at her intimately.
"Back home, we had more people than beds. I used to sleep with my sisters. I guess it just makes me feel safe having you right next to me."
Madison sighs, the weight of responsibility hanging onto her.
"You know," Amber says. "I've never kissed a boy before."
Madison's mind turns to the blonde's spontaneous kissing of the unknown man's penis.
Despite herself, Madison feels happy at their shared experience.
"Are you alright?"
Amber is quiet for a while, "Yeah."
Madison can't help but find the girl stronger than herself.
The conversations grow mundane and soon sleep claims them.
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