By GW

The third and concluding segment of an illustrated, catfight\domination story.

WARNING: This story contains full nudity, very, very graphic violence, rape and other perversities. It is most definitely intended for, and should only be read by, mature adults over the age of twenty one.
 

Captain Judy Anderson of the Capital City Vice Squad went undercover to gather evidence against a health spa owner, she knew to be a blackmailer.  The diminutive woman, with surprising temerity, attacked the statuesque policewoman from behind, and with the element of surprise on her side, Mdm Kim gained the upper hand.  Though she fought hard and valiantly, with everything, she had, Judy suffered devastating defeat, for the first time in her life.

Judy rolled over on her belly, and sobbed in defeat.  Kim still wasn't done yet, not by a long sight.  She pulled the bigger woman up on her feet.  Judy was in a horrified daze.  She  docilely let Kim push and shove her around. Nobody else had ever done such a thing to her, in her entire life.

Her head hanging in shame, Judy didn't even have the spirit to resist, when, the vicious dominatrix tied her arms behind her back.  Kim pulled Judy around facing her and patted her cheek.  She grinned at the tears overflowing the older woman's big, blue eyes.

Now that she had rendered the gorgeous policewoman helpless,  Kim started to make sexual advances to her bound prisoner.  Judy was horrified.  She pulled away in alarm, and tried to escape.

Of course, badly beaten, with her arms tied behind her, Judy had little hope of escape.  Kim swiftly caught her from behind.  As Kim wrapped her slim, strong arms around Judy's waist, her sharp little fingers found Judy's sweet, defenseless pussy.  With arrogant possessiveness, she lewdly fingered the Police Captain's delightful treasure.

As soon as Kim's invasive fingers violated her intimacy, Judy's big body stiffened, then quivered and trembled, like a doe caught in bright headlights.  In shock, from her painful and humiliating defeat, Judy couldn't resist.  Kim's skilled fingers reduced her to a quivering bowl of jelly in moments.  The dominatrix was an expert, and poor Judy inevitably succumbed to the girl-rape, though Kim was surprised that her victim's pussy was tight and almost dry.

As she violated her victim, Mdm Kim was not entirely satisfied. "She needs more work!"  The artful Dominatrix decided.  "She's still resisting me!"  When Judy's body collapsed in her arms in reluctant orgasmic release, Kim held on to her, preventing her from falling to the floor.

"You've been bad, Piggy!  I think you need to be punished, some more!"  Kim laughed.  She flung Judy's helpless body over a tiny stool.  Judy perched precariously on her belly, while Kim  retrieved a hairbrush from one of the lockers.  The sight of the hairbrush, terrified Judy.  Surely  this evil witch wasn't going to spank her? Three guesses, Judy!

Kim patted the policewoman's broad, firmly packed behind, for a moment, before she got down to business.  Mdm. Kim had to admit to herself, her well used hairbrush had rarely, perhaps never, had such a fine, tempting target.  Judy's derriere was solid and meaty, yet feminely rounded to perfection, a masterpiece of creamy, velvety smooth flesh.

Kim couldn't wait to turn that creamy velvet to raw meat.  She raised her brush, and brought it down across Judy's behind, with savage force. The sharp bristles pierced her flesh, like a hundred, sharp needles, and Judy screamed in pained shock.

"Ooh, I love to hear stuck piggy's squeal!"   Kim snickered.

Certainly, for a mature, self-reliant, successful, professional woman, to be spanked like an unruly child, by this tiny, child-like girl, was the most mortifying experience of Captain Judith Anderson's life.   And, though Kim might be treating her, with the demeaning contempt accorded a child, she exercised none of the restraint one might, in spanking a child.  Kim was remorseless in her punishment.   Her savagery soon viciously blotched and discolored Judy's pretty bottom.

Yet, as she wriggled and squirmed, desperately  trying to keep her balance on the tiny stool, while Kim savagely spanked her defenseless bottom, Judy began to feel more than the fiery, unendurable pain.

"Oh, Dear God! No!"  Captain Anderson whimpered.  The pain and humiliation were arousing strange new passions, deep within her womanhood, feelings that not even Kim's skilled fingers wriggling inside her, moments before, had succeeded in doing.  "God help me! I'm getting turned on!"  Judy wept with silent horror.  "Oh, Dear God, no!  I'm not one of those sick, little masochists, who like this!  Am I?"

Shrewd Mdm. Kim easily recognized the change in the tone, of her victim's moans and squeals. Kim grinned in delight. "I thought so!"  Kim crowed in silent triumph. "Our big, tough Police Captain is a closet sub!  I bet the overgrown lummox never knew it herself, until now!"

Meanwhile, poor Judy was uselessly praying that the heartless dominatrix wouldn't discover her shameful secret.  As Kim continued the relentless spanking, Judy's cries became deeper, more soulfully passionate.  Satisfied, that the spanking had achieved its purpose, Kim put down the brush.  Then without warning, the heartless dominatrix thrust her hand between Judy's thighs. The unfortunate policewoman squealed in shock, and then sobbed more forlornly, knowing Kim had, indeed, discerned her shameful secret.  Once again, Kim fingered Judy's clitoris.  This time, Judy's body stiffened as though an electric shock had gone through it.   Kim artfully stroked the pulsing organ, as Judy squirmed and wriggled in ever-growing,  humiliating abandonment to her aroused passions.

This time, Judy's orgasm was so intensely violent, that the gyrations of her muscular body tipped over the stool, and she crashed to the floor, still trembling wildly, in the frenzied aftermath of the most intense orgasm she ever experienced.
 

Secretly delighted by Judy's surrender, Kim pretended anger and kicked her for her clumsiness.  Then leaving her victim sobbing hopelessly, she fetched a fine hand rolled Havana cigar from her locker.  She carefully lit it, and took a deep satisfying puff, in celebration of her victory.  Then, she languidly picked up the stool Judy had overturned, and seated herself on it, a few feet from her sobbing victim.

"Crawl over to me on your belly, Piggy!"  Kim commanded, in the harsh, demanding voice, of one used to being obeyed.

Shorn of all pride and self-respect, the haughty police official obediently did Mdm. Kim's bidding. Wriggling painfully on her belly, Judy crawled to Kim's feet.  The mature Police Captain looked up at the youthful dominatrix, with fear and revulsion.  She was still loath to admit it, even to herself, but Judy knew she daren't disobey. Deep within her bosom, was a compulsion to worship and placate her conqueror.  Her heart hammered in despair.

"This can't be happening to me!  I'm not like that!"   Judy thought, sadly, but she knew it was true.  It was her worst nightmare come to life.

Kim thrust her foot in Judy's face. Without even thinking, Judy obediently sucked the small toes, though bitter tears rolled down her beautiful face.  Kim puffed contentedly on her fine Havana cigar.

Once she started, Judy was lost.  When the girl touched her head, the submissive policewoman servilely raised her head between KIm's thighs.  It no longer seemed unnatural, to pay perverse homage to this fierce, young virago who'd subjugated her.   She licked and slobbered with seeming enthusiasm,

"This can't be ME!"  Judy thought, in mortification. " I'm not like that! I'm NOT!"

In time, after her unfortunate captive had brought her to multiple orgasms, with her ever more skillful tongue, Kim finally pushed Judy away.  Though young in years, the youthful dominatrix was expert in her craft.  This was the time to establish her complete, unquestioning dominion over this strong, older woman.  She rose, and went to her locker one more time.  Judy crouched miserably on the floor, still trying to come to terms with what she'd just done, while Kim  strutted back, with one more frightful surprise.

Puffing contentedly on her cigar, Kim showed the device to poor Judy.  It was a set of nipple clamps.  Judy knelt erect in terror, at the sight of them.  She begged pathetically, but Kim laughingly stepped behind her, and reached over her shoulders.  Judy screeched in agony, as Kim fastened the inhuman clamps to the thrusting nipples, of her large, gorgeous bosom.

While Judy was still screaming in pain, Kim pulled aside a curtain in the corner of the room. Behind it was a sturdy frame, with attached harness. Though Kim removed the ropes binding her hands and arms first, Judy didn't even try to resist, as Kim attached straps to her ankles, and hoisted her into the air upside down, to hang like a butchered side of beef, for her pleased inspection.

As Judy  twisted slowly, helplessly, in a circle, suspended upside down by her ankles, Kim told her, she was going to leave her there all night. Judy whimpered out a feeble plea of protest. Mdm. Kim reacted with fierce, savage fury, slashing her little crop into Judy's ravaged pussy. Poor judy shrieked out a heartfelt promise to obey.

Next morning, Mdm. Kim returned, after a restful night's sleep, restful for her, not for poor Judy.  She was wearing a becoming, riding costume, that emphasized her dominating hauteur.  When Kim let her down, from her humiliating position, the once imperious Police Captain was all too eager to obey her harsh, young mistress.  Devastating physical defeat, rape and the implements of domination had accomplished their purpose.  If that wasn't enough, Kim produced a video tape.

"I record everything that happens in here, Piggy.  I've got everything here, from the start of our little fracas, last night, until I hung you up there to dry.  If you have any second thoughts, about our new relationship, I may distribute a few copies, to the media, the Mayor and the Police Commissioner, and maybe to your subordinates on the force.  I bet some of those macho cops, you order around so arrogantly, would really enjoy it, don't you think?"

Judy hung her head in shame. The thought, of her humiliation becoming public knowledge, terrified Judith Anderson, as nothing in her life, ever had before.

"Please, no, Mistress?  Don't do that.  I'll be good! I'll do anything you say!"  Judy blubbered tearfully, cringing servilely at Kim''s feet.

"I knew you'd be cooperative, Dear Piggy!"  Mdm, Kim crowed. "Now here's what I want you to do!  From now on, you'll inform me of any Police Business that affects me or my affairs!  Do you understand that?"

"Y-yes Mistress!"  Judy mumbled, miserably.  She'd always been so proud of her incorruptibility. Now, she'd be nothing more, than another corrupt cop!

"You will always address me, as: Mistress, or Ma'am or Mdm. Kim!  It's time you learned your place in life, Slavegirl Piggy!"

"Yes Ma'am!"

"You will turn over fifty percent of your salary to me on payday, that's fifty percent before deductions, of course!  You will surrender all your bank accounts to me!"

Judy's heart was heavy at thought of the end of her financial independence.  She'd always been so proud of that, but she nodded.  She knew anything was better than to have her subordinates and acquaintances see the tape of her defeat, degradation and surrender.  She'd be laughed off the Police Force, if she didn't die of shame first.

"Finally, you will personally serve me, two evenings a week, at my discretion.  For instance, tonight I'm giving a little party. You will serve drinks to my guests.  I've obtained a uniform, proper to your new station in life, for you!"   Kim produced a very small box.

Judy opened the box gingerly, and looked inside, with dismay.  The box contained a ridiculous, demeaning parody of a French Maid's Uniform, obviously so scanty that it couldn't conceal, but would only emphasize her nudity. Judy looked at the absurd garments with a lump in her throat,  but when Kim glared at her, Judy whimpered in resignation.

Under Mdm. Kim's disdainful eye, while the tiny dominatrix slapped the riding crop in her hand impatiently against her open palm, Judy obediently donned her new uniform of servitude.  It didn't take long. There was pitifully little to put on, only a pair of gray hose with red garters, impossibly uncomfortable skyscraper heels, a tiny white maid's apron, that didn't quite reach the juncture of her shapely thighs, and a silly looking, maid's cap.

When she was done, Judy stood in humble submission, awaiting Kim's inspection, nervously wringing her hands, mortified beyond belief by her demeaning outfit.  It was worse, incredibly worse, than being outright naked.  Mdm. Kim grinned triumphantly, at the shameful outrage, she had imposed on the haughty Captain Judith.  The policewoman's magnificent body, of such queenly stature and imposing physique, contrasted so deliciously, to her absurd costume and cringing posture.
 

"Now come here!  Before you go off to a busy day of police business, I think that big bottom needs a little more tenderizing!"  Mdm. Kim commanded her new slave girl.

Judy's heart hammered.  She felt a sick queasiness in the pit of her stomach.  Was it fear of the whip in Kim''s hand?  Yes!  It must be that!  Yet, there was a tingling in her loins, that hinted  differently, that hinted at a forbidden, perverse excitement.

"Oh Dear God!"  Was Judy eagerly anticipating the prospect of more pain and humiliation, at the hands of her new Mistress?  Whatever her true feelings might be, Judy knew one thing for sure, she must and would obey!  With a sinking feeling, it hit her.  She now belonged to Mdm. Kim, body and soul!  With a gulp of resignation, the big policewoman submissively draped her splendid body over the tiny dominatrix's lap, accepting her status as slave.

Mdm. Kim raised the riding crop with an air of smug, self-satisfaction. She'd always wanted to own a Police Captain.