I can feel his cock against my cunt. He runs the tip up and down my slit, teasing me. "N-no! Brother, stop!" I wiggle my hands, but I can't get out of... the cuffs."You'll take my cock, and like it, my horny baby sister!" That commanding voice again! Something about it weakened my resolve.I whine, trying to think of something. "I-I'll tell your Sargent...!" What? That you like to fuck dogs? Especially a police dog?" He laughs and pushes the head of his rod into my hole. I pant, the fear pounding. "Let's make it my first executive order." Yes, Madam President," he said as he wheeled out of the ballroom, heading for the elevator.Saying her goodbyes to the handful of well-wishers, the newly elected Elizabeth Blackwell headed for the residence upstairs, followed by her Secret Service detail. His name was Roger Quinn. Handsome, black, and still very fit, he had played lacrosse at Syracuse where he attained all-American status. He had also gained the reputation of being an all-American in. Nikky, of course, had a serious disadvantage – well, maybe several. Nikky stood four-feet-eight inches tall, a height about equal to the average fifth grade girl, maybe even on the short side. Nikky also had a fair and very clear complexion, the same as a fifth grade prepubescent girl. She looked exceptionally young, around eleven or twelve. Nikky didn’t have any noticeable curves, and Dave figured she was pretty flat chested or wore a compression bra. She did have long brunette hair, but so. Licking and sucking, nibbling and kissing her sweet, juicy, vagina. I must have made her come 15 or 20 times and I loved it. She chewed and gulped, and swallowed my cock at least 6 times. She learned what I liked, how to control me and made sure I was very satisfied.My point is, well I know it started out as rape but I honestly thought it slowly became love. I guess I was naive enough to believe that if you give a woman enough orgasms she would be happy. I mean how bad could it be if she is.