BANDI BOSOM: TEEN DETECTIVE

 

                                                                        By

 

                                                                Blacknite13

 

 

 

 

 

“That’s right, the murderer is Nanuk!”  Brandi smiled, “Detective Jones you may take him away.”

“My goodness, Mss Bosom you have done it again.” Said Detective Jones, “How did you solved this baffling crime?”

Jones tried to keep his eyes on the young girl’s face, which was almost impossible. She was wearing a black turtleneck sweater made her amble chest look gigantic. The tight jeans made her ass look astonishing. Brandi had bright green eyes, high cheekbones and full lips that made her a stunning beauty. Her thick black hair was cut into a pageboy that fell to her shoulders. 

“Detective Jones” She sighed, “I realized my last name bosom does bring to me many a joke and the fact my breast size is 39DD and my bottom a perfect 36. But this does not give you the right to leer over my body.”

“Oh my sorry, Miss Bosom. But your sweater and jeans are a might tight.”

            Brandi Bosom shook her head as she looked at the fifty plus detective wearing a trench coat and fedora hat that was so dated. His dark blue pinstriped suit competed his tough detective look.

            “I don’t think I need fashion advise from you. Brandi said, “Back to the case. If you had taken the time to study the knife you would have noticed it was carved from a walrus tusk. If you had studied the culture of the native of the South Pole as I have you would hade be able to identify the craftsmanship. It was obvious it a member of Nanuk’s tribe. Of course since Nanuk was the only native at the hotel. It was a simple matter to find the weapon hidden in his room. As I have told you before my dear Jones, know your crime. Know your murderer. Well, I need to get home and help prepare dinner.”

            Jones fumed as he held in his temper. This was not the first time the bitch had humiliated him by solving the case. To top it off she cut him off at the knees for checking out her tits. But it would be the last time…well not for checking out her big boobs.

            “Oh Miss Bosom,” Jones said, “I am afraid that this will be goodbye.”

            “Oh yes, “Brandi said, “You inherited a fortune or something.”

            “Yes, my uncle past away and left me his manor and a tidy sum. So in a day or two it is off to England.”

            “I guess you would just taking you last look. Maybe I should let you take a picture…NOT!”

            Jones put on his best smile and took off his hat. He bowed his head and studied his wingtip shoes.

            “Pity I will miss your eighteenth birthday. So happy Birthday.”

            “Thank you.”

            The shapely brunette turned and walked out the room really wiggling her ass.

            Jones watched the firm round ass, knowing she was doing just to tease him. He crumbled his hat in hands when he felt his cock stiffen.

            “Until we meet again.”

 

 

            Nancy studied her reflection in the mirror and smiled. The silk white blouse and leather skirt fit her full figure perfectly. It was tight enough to show off her luscious curves but still left something to the imagination. 

            As she slipped on her high heels she wondered if wearing the tight clothes might re-enforce the bimbo images she had. Of course, the name Bosom didn’t help.  With a name like that no one would take her seriously as a detective.

            Brandi fumed about this while she used a white ribbon to hold back her hair. The sexy eighteen-year-old put on some pink lipstick and smiled.

            “Perfect.” Brandi smiled and then she walked out her pink and white room. She trotted down the stairs and looked around the empty room. Her dad and the housekeeper were at the hotel along with her friend Tuck. They were setting up the surprise party. She chuckled to herself. As if they could fool Brandi Bosom, Teen Detective. She shook her head but her eyes fell upon a brightly wrapped box sitting on a side table.

            “A birthday present!” Brandi giggled as she picked up the box. She tore off the paper and lifted the box lid. Red gas sprayed into her face.

            “Oh goodnessss!” She gasped.

            The eighteen-year-old beauty dropped the box and stumbled around, gasping and coughing. She grabbed her spinning head and dropped to the floor. Brandi gave off one last sight before fainting.

            The man dressed in black stepped into the room and knelt by the sleeping beauty. He pulled off a knapsack and opened it. He pulled out some red cords and then pulled back her arms. He tied rope around her upper arms and wrists. Her knees and ankles came next. The kidnapper rolled her over and pushed a wad of cloth into her mouth. He then cleft gagged her with a red scarf. He checked his knots and then picked her up. The man slung her over her shoulder and carried her out the back door.

            Brandi moaned and shook her head. She quickly woke up and looked around but could only see darkness. The young beauty tried to move and the cords held her tight. The bound teenager slumped back, realizing she was tied up and had been stuffed into a car trunk. Brandi just lay there in the darkness, trying to think of a way to escape. She looked up when the trunk lip opened. The raven-haired beauty stared up at the man with a black ski mask covering his face.

            “Come on, bitch.” He snapped as he pulled her out the truck.

            “MMMMMPH!” Brandi sobbed and squirmed around in his arms as he carried her onto a private jet. A few minutes later, she found herself lying on the floor watching the creep pilot. The bound beauty sobbed when she felt the plane take off.

            “I am lost.” Brandi thought.

            Hours later, a weary Brandi was taken off the plane and carried to a silver Rolls Royce.  The back door was opened and she was tossed in.

            “UGH!” Brandi grunted as she hit the floor and rolled onto her side. She looked up and gasped.

            Detective Jones sat above her with a lecherous grin. He handed an attaché case to the man who had kidnapped her.

            “Good job.” Jones smiled. “I have booked you a room at the Wilton.”

            “Thanks. Have fun.” The man laughed as he shut the door.

            “Well, my dear,” Jones smiled, “I will make it simple for you. For years you embarrassed and humiliated me while shaking those amazing tits and ass. Needless to say when I inherited the all that money including a secluded manor with high walls. But more important my uncle had a very special room made for his sex slave. It just seemed fate had finally played into my hands.”

            “MPPPPPH!” Brandi sobbed through her gag. She was in the hands of man who planned on keeping her as his sex slave. Since she was now in England and Jones had millions of dollars. It appeared it he may get away with his evil plot.

            Jones was tempted to grab her big tits or tear off her clothes but he wanted her to realize that he could take her any time he wanted. He needed for her to feel helpless and powerless. He sat back and poured himself a drink.

            Brandi tugged and twisted but the ropes held her tight. She could only lie there and watch her captor sip his brandy. The bound beauty knew it was power play. He was showing her who was the master and who was the slave.

            The drive was a short one. Jones climbed out and watched as two servants pulled Brandi out the car. They carried her toward a huge stone manor with ivy-covered walls. She squirmed around and could only see thick fog.  Brandi stared as the traditional butler stepped out the manor, stiffly smiled and nodded.

            “Welcome home, sir.” He said, “I see your young lady arrived unharmed. May I say sir; she is quite beautiful and has a fine body.  An excellent choice.”

            “Why thank you, Billings.’ Jones said, “Have my guests arrived?”

            “No sir, but you will have to hurry if you are going to wash and dress for dinner. I will escort the lady to her new quarters if you would like.”

            “Thank you Billings but I will need you to help me dress. I want to look perfect for my first formal dinner.”

            “Of course, sir. I will be up momentarily.”

            “MMMMMMPH!” Brandi screamed as the two men carried her down a hallway and down a winding staircase. She watched as Billings pulled on a candlestick mounted on the wall and panel slid back. The bound beauty struggled as they carried her into a room with thick stonewalls.

            The room had no windows and only the one door. A large four-poster bed with a red velvet comforter sat in one corner. The center was a big round dais. A large cabinet made of oak with heavy doors almost covered one wall. A black bars enclosed the back of the room.

            Billings walked up to the cage and opened the door. He watched as the two men put the struggling girl in the cage. The butler knelt down, picked up a steel collar with chain bolted to it. He locked the collar around her neck and smiled.

            “Now I am going to loosen your ropes. Billings kindly said, “I recommend you rest, my dear. My master has plans that will keep you up late.”

            “MPPPH!” Brandi screamed through her gag as the three men left her alone in the cage. She twisted around saw the chain ran from her collar to a plate on the wall. There was a small cot mounted to the wall like you would see in a prison movie.  An iron frame with chains holding it up. A thin mattress covered the frame. White sheets, a blanket and a pillow were neatly piled on the cot. Brandi slumped onto her back and worked on the ropes. It seemed to take forever but she got free of the ropes. The young captive stood up and then fell back onto the bed. She tugged at the chain and sobbed.

            “I am not going anywhere.’ She whimpered.

            An hour later, Billings came down and with a large tray. He opened the cage door and slid in the tray.

            “I have brought you some hot tea, scones and cucumber sandwiches. There is also a bowl of soapy water and washcloth. My dear”

            Brandi glumly watched her closed the door and walked out. The young captive sighed; Jones was really showing her new role in life. She was nothing more than a slave to be kept chained and caged. The young girl was starved so she ate all the food in minutes. Then she used to washcloth to wash her face and hands. Brandi lay back on the bed and wept.

 

 

            Jones walked into his slave room and smiled at the sight of Brandi Bosom sitting in a cage with a collar around her neck. He rubbed his hands together and walked up to the bars.

            “Ready to have some fun?” Jones asked.

            Brandi looked up and glared at the old man leering over her like she was a piece of meat. She jumped up and put her hands on her hips.

            “Listen up, you, you pervert!” Brandi snapped, “I am Brandi Bosom, Teen Detective! You better let me out this cage and get me back home. Be smart Jones! Turn me loose now or face the consequences! A cop in prison doesn’t fair well.”

            “Wow, I better just let you go.” Jones said, “NOT!”

            “Don’t even think about touching me you disgusting old man.”

            “I am going to more than cop a feel. I plan on fucking you in everything I can think of….I bet you are a virgin. So it is going to all new for you!”

            “YOU! YOU! CREEP!  YOU CREEPY PERVERT!”

            Jones unlocked the cage and stepped in.

            “I gonna take off your collar. You be a good girl now.”

            Jones unlocked her collar and took it off. He waited for her to lunge, which she did. The former detective grabbed her arm and twisted around her back.
            “UW!” Brandi sobbed as she was forced out the cage, “You are hurting me!”

            The beautiful brunette struggled as he forced her over to the dais. She watched in fascination as two steel poles rose out the floor. Brandi fought as he pushed her between the poles and pulled up hands. The eighteen-year-old gasped when steel rings snapped around her wrists.

            Jones grinned and gave her ass a pat. He moved close to her ear as she reached around and grabbed her huge boobs.

            “My uncle designed it himself.” Jones whispered, “The handcuffs are built right into the poles. A slight touch on the button built into the pole and snap!”

            “NOOOOO!” Brandi squealed. “Let me go! Stop playing with my boobs!”

            “Not a chance.” Jones giggled as he kicked her legs apart.

            “AWWWW!” The bound beauty sobbed as her legs were locked to the poles. She was totally at his mercy. She twisted and turned but couldn’t escape the hands fondling her tits.

            Jones moved in front of the struggling captive and slowly unbuttoned her blouse.  He smiled as he uncovered her white lacy bra. He held her blouse open and leered over her the white cups holding two huge large mounds of soft flesh. Jones cupped her breasts and enjoyed the feel of her boobs.

            “YOU PERVERT!” Brandi sobbed as he ran his hands over her breasts.

            “Okay, let’s get you naked.” Jones said as he pulled a knife out his pocket. He clicked it open and began to slice off her blouse.

            “NOOOOOOOOO!” Brandi screamed as her blouse was cut off. She whimpered as her bra fell off her body, freeing her boobs.

            Jones had to stop for a second and stared at the two big round tits. They were creamy white with bright red nipples. The tender mounds didn’t sag an inch.

            “My word, you do have a bosom, Miss Bosom.” Jones murmured, “Let’s have a taste of this melons.”

            “NOOOO!” Brandi squealed as he grabbed her boobs and fondled them. No one had ever seen her big tits let alone touch them like this. She sucked in her breath when he clamped his mouth over nipple and began to suck.

            “MMMMMM!” Jones sighed as he chewed on the boob while mashing the soft flesh around. He grunted as sucked on a mouthful of tit.

            “OH PLEASE STOP!” Brandi wept her breasts were attacked. She gasped as her tits began to swell and throb. The bound beauty tugged at the steel rings holding her as her body began to get hot.

            Jones sucked and played with the tits for almost an hour. He had dreamed about this for years. Brandi’s tits were as tasty as he had imagined.

            “Thank God.” Brandi panted when he stopped sucking on her tits, “Oh no please!”

            Brandi could only watch as he cut off her skirt with one quick slice. She stood there in her black panties, stockings and heels. The bound beauty sobbed as the knife move toward her panties.

            Jones slowly cut off her panties and let them drop down between her spread legs. He looked down at the neatly trimmed black curls and the cupped her crotch.

            “OH NOOOOO!” Brandi moaned as the fingers stroked her pussy, “Please don’t!”

            “Your body is amazing.” Jones moaned, “I know this sound trite but your body so needs to be fucked and fucked often.”

            “No, please.” Brandi moaned as the fingers made her pussy hot and moist, “I beg you…OHHHH”

            The bound beauty gasped when her slipped his fingers inside her. She wanted to squeeze her legs together but the rings kept them apart. Brandi sucked in her breath when a shiver ran through her body.

            “Well, well, “ Jones smiled, “Someone is liking my fingers. You are going to love my cock. You know I could fuck you now but call me a romantic but I think your first time should be in a bed. Don’t move.”

            Jones stopped his attacks on the bound beauty and walked over to the cabinet. He touched a button on the side.

            Brandi watched as the doors slid up, slowly revealing ropes, chains, leather and metal shackles, dozens of gags, sex toys, whips, crops and nipples clamps all beautifully mount on red cloth.

            “OH MY GOD NO!” Brandi screamed as she stared at all the bondage and sex toys, “You can’t!”

            “Let’s see.” Jones smiled, “What is the best bondage for a virgin.  Shackles? Chains? No, I think I will go with tradition and use rope.”

            Jones picked some white rope and walked back to his struggling captive. He wrapped the rope twice around her waist and two more times around her above her breasts. He unlocked on hand and yanked it behind her back.

            “Pleeeasee!” Brandi sobbed as she felt the rope binding her arm to the rope tied around her waist. She could stop him from binding both her arms behind her back. She twisted around as he crossed her boobs with more rope.

            Jones stepped back and admired his handiwork. He tugged and checked his knots. Once satisfied that she was securely bound. He unlocked her legs and forced her over to the bed.

            “NO! NO! NO!” Brandi sobbed as she was thrown onto the bed. She scrambled back onto the bed, tugging and pulling at her bonds but they held tight. The bound beauty wept as she watched her captor pull off his shirt and pants. The young detective realized that she was about to get raped and there was nothing she could do stop it. Brandi screamed as he climbed onto the bed.

            “You may as well lie back and enjoy it.” Jones laughed as he forced her back on the bed and fell across her soft body.

            “STOOOOOOOOPPPPPP!” Brandi screamed as his hands began to fondle her tits while his tongue ran over her tits. She screamed again when his knee spread her legs.

            “Coming in, sweetheart!” Jones panted as he shoved his cock deep into her tight pussy, breaking her cherry with one stroke.

            “AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!” Brandi wailed as she lost her virginity to he captor. It felt like a huge log was jammed between her legs. The bound beauty could feel every inch of the cock. She scream long and loud as the huge cock began to pump in and out. Brandi sobbed from the pain but was shocked and surprised how quickly it was replaced with pleasure.

            “GOD ALL MIGHTY!” Jones grunted, “You are tight! Your pussy is crushing my cock and I am loving it!”

            “AWWWW!” Brandi squealed as the big cock pounded her pussy over and over. She had never felt anything like this. Her body felt like it was on fire and pussy was not soaking wet. She gritted her teeth and gasped the bastard made her come.

            Jones fucked her with all her had while fondling and sucking her tits with the same lust. He ran his tongue up to her throat and began to gnaw on it.

            “OOOOOO!” Brandi sobbed as her throat was sucked and bitten. Her tits felt like hard rocks of aching flesh while her pussy seemed to sending waves of sexual heat through her whole body.  The bound beauty screamed as she came again.

            Jones arched up and as he thrust deep into her pussy, making his captive squeal in delight. He smiled and clamped his mouth over her lips.

            “MMMPHHHHHHHH!” Brandi moaned as she was forced to kiss her captor. The bound teen realized that she was pushing against her rapist. She had to force herself stop but her lust was making her head spin. Brandi screamed again another orgasm hit her. She lost control and began to buck against the cock, trying to increase her pleasure.

            “There you go!’ Jones smirked, “I knew you were a slut at heart. Waltzing around in those tight outfits, shaking your tits around.  I knew it! Best part is. You’ll shaking those titties for me now!”

            “UGH! NO!” Brandi wailed, “I! UGH! NO! I AWWWWWW!”

            Brandi came again and before she realized her legs were wrapped around his hips. She thrust against her captor lost in her lust filled passion.

            “OH I AM COMING!” Jones screamed as he emptied his cock into her tight pussy.

            “AIIIIIIIII!” Brandi shrieked as the cum made her body exploded. She strained every muscle as the orgasm ran through body. Then she slumped after it past. The bound beauty panted and sobbed. She just lay there after he pulled out.

            Jones lay by her hot sweaty body, stroking and kissing it. He never had a fuck this good. He looked down and saw his cock stiffen. He rolled back on to her and pushed his cock in.

            “OH GOD NOOOOOOO!” She sobbed as the big cock filled her pussy again. She gasped as it began to pump in and out. In seconds her all ready hot body began to respond.  The bound beauty endured two rapes before Jones pulled her off the bed and over to the dais. She watched the two poles slide back down into floor and a second later a padded bench came out the floor. Brandi sobbed as she stared at the straps on the base and mounted on the top.

            “Like it?” Jones said, “Why don’t you try it out.”

            “Noooo!” Brandi cried as she wall pushed over the bench and her legs forced apart.

            Jones wrapped the straps around her ankles and pulled them tight. He stood up and took off the ropes binding her. The ex-cop held her down as he pulled a thick leather strap across the top of the bench, strapping her down to the top.

            “Jones!’ Brandi panted, “Please just let me go.”

            Brandi kept pleading as Jones when to the cabinet and took out some chain shackles, some kind of gag, a larger vibrator and small leather lash. She screamed as he came back and quickly locked her hands behind her back. The bound teen looked back when she heard a whirling sound. Brandi watched a chain with a hook drop down from the ceiling.

            Jones grabbed chain and slipped her the shackles onto the hook. He pressed a button with the sole of his shoe. The captor watched the chain lift her arms up.

            “AUGHHHH!” Brandi grunted as her hands were lifted up which forced her chest down onto the bench, which lifted her ass up a little higher. “OH GOD PLEASE!”

            Jones ran a hand over the firm round ass as he worked the vibrator into her pussy. He slowly worked it around while he kissed her ass.

            “OOOHHHHH!” Brandi moaned as a small orgasm swept over her. She licked her lips and sighed.

            Jones left the toy buzzing away in her pussy and moved in front his bound beauty. He held a gag with a plastic ring in front of her face and jiggles it.

            “Now I can put this in you mouth.” Jones smiled, “Force you to suck me off or you can be a smart little slave and just open you mouth.”

            Brandi’s body was already squirming from the sex toy tormenting her pussy. She could barely move. The bound beauty wearily nodded her head.

            “A nod is not enough.” He said, “You will have to tell what you are going to do.”

            “I am going to give you a blowjob.” Brandi muttered, “I’ll suck your cock. Really I will.”

            Jones moved into her face and rubbed his cock over her lips. He did this a few times until she opened her mouth and let the cock slide in.

            “MMMPH!” Brandi sobbed as she wrapped her lips around the cock and pushed it all the way in. She sniffed back her tears and began to suck. The bound beauty sucked and licked the shaft with loud slurps. Brand gave off a muffled squeal as an orgasm hit her. She arched up but didn’t stop working on the cock.

            “Yes, yes, “ Jones sighed, “I knew you would be a natural cocksucker.”

            The captor watched the bound beauty pump the cock deep into her mouth with low slurps and grunts. He could feel her tongue licking around the cock, increasing his pleasure.

            Brandi sucking became more and more passionate as her body was filled with heated lust. Her whole body was throbbing and aching with heated lust. She clamped her lips around the cock and gave it a long hard suck. Brandi sighed as cum filled her mouth.  The bound beauty happily gulped down the seed and then went back to her blowjob. She was rewarded with another mouth full.

            Jones pulled out his cock and moved behind his captive. He ran his hands over her ass and the shoved his cock all the way into her tight butt hole.

            “AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!” Brandi screamed as her cherry ass was fucked for the first time. She frantically pulled and twisted as the huge pole began to pound in and out her young body. Brandi wailed in a mixture of pain and pleasure as the leather lass whipped across her ass.

            “Nothing like a good whipping and ass fucking to show a slave her place!” Jones laughed as he continued to whip her butt with the leather lash.

            “OH GAWDDDDDD!” Brandi wailed, “PLEEEEEEESE STOPPPPPPPP!”

            The ex-cop fucked her ass with long hard strokes while he brought the lash down on her ass for what seemed hours but then he switched to her tits.

            The bound beauty twisted around as the lash continued to punish her body while the cock and vibrator gave her pleasure. Brandi screamed as another orgasm hit her body. It felt like a bomb had gone off in her body. Brandi’s head spun and spun from the multiple orgasms. The young detective screamed over and over. As she lost control of her body, the teen wondered if this really was just the start of her servitude.

 

 

            Brandi carefully rolled out the bed and crept into the bathroom. She took a long hot shower. She towel off and dried her hear. The young beauty pulled on some white ruffled panties. A black garter belt came next. She pulled the black stocking up her long leg and snapped onto the belt. The other stocking and a black bra followed. White fluffy petticoats were pulled on. She picked up the classic French maid uniform, studied it and then shimmy into it. The young beauty tugged it over her amble bosom and onto her shoulders. Brandi smoothed it down and adjusted the front trying to keep her tits from spilling out which was almost impossible. A white lacy apron was tied around her waist.

            Brandi pinned her hair up into a tight bun but left two curls dangling down. She put on the heavy eye make and puckered her lips. The young beauty carefully applied the red lipstick. Brandi sprayed on perfume on her breasts, behind her ears and crotch. The maid slipped on a pair of six-inch heels and trotted out.

            The new maid went down to the kitchen and took the breakfast tray from the cook. She walked past Billings and ignored the swat on her ass.  Brandi made her way back to her master’s bedroom and walked it. She stood by the bed and watched him sleep.

            “Good Morning, master!’ She chirped.

            Jones sat up and grinned at his upstairs maid. He threw back his covers and lay back.

            “A quick pick me up before my morning coffee.” Jones sighed.

            “Yes, master.” Brandi smiled as he put the tray on his side table. She climbed onto the bed, took his cock out his pajamas and began to rub it. She sighed and then lowered her mouth.