Gangsta Boogie - JARVIS, DT
by seezinhai

seezinhai@yahoo

I am a detective, sixteen years on the force. I work in the mean streets of the mean city. I take no shorts and I give my all to maintain order...and Law when possible.



Another day another body,

I was knee deep in a homicide involving the local street gang on the eastside. One of em' had set an entire family on fire inside of their corner grocery store. The reponding officer was on foot patrol, and is now in serious condition at the Green Cross Emergency Room.

It was hot news here in the big city. I was given carte blanche to handle biz. Lieutenant Dozier knew who got things done. Normally I worked the western half of our precinct. But the head detective over at the '7" was knee deep in his own shit, so...

Me and my partner, Mitchell descended upon the address of our lead suspect, 'Loco' Chavez. A two-time loser with a 'jacket' the size of a phone book. We bursted in guns drawn only to find his girlfriend or as she put it 'wife'. tending to their child.

"What the fuck, yo! Who the fuck do you think you are, La Luchero, motherfuckers!"

Mitchell checked the rest of the apartment as I attended to little miss bravada!

I first instructed her to put the baby in the crib or wherever out of the way. The crying infant, could sense the pending drama for his mama.

"Hold on, Ay...fuckers think you're hot shit with your fuckin' wallet bling..."

Once the baby was tucked away to safety, I slammed two fingers into her babbling mouth while my thumb pressed into her chin. She shrieked loudly as I had clamped onto her jawbone. With my other hand, I reach around and clutched a fleshload of her genitalia. In one motion I slammed her onto the floor.

It was at this point I notice the fine carpeting and overall grandeur of the cheap apartment.

"Little bitches like you got it so good, huh? Go around fucking with big-time gangsters, huh?"

She looked on but could only gurgle out unintelligibly. She coughed as her saliva fell back into her throat.

"Plush carpets...fancy earrings... whatta life!

Mitchell returned with an 'all clear' and brought in her sister who was in the bedroom.
He proceeded to stake out the hallway and entrance from the hall window.I interrogated each sister briefly before I planned the next move. The younger sister was fifteen, young but old enough to be involved. The other sister knew plenty but she was now trying to act shy, or dumb. Now it was time for Jarvis, DT to get down to business...

"Both of you are members of the Eastside Bombers. As far as I'm concerned you're both murder suspects and accessories in the shooting of a cop. Do as I order and you might get out of this in one piece."

I pointed my gun at them both.

"Little sis, strip down now. Take off everything, including your earrings."

Hannah, the little sister, began to cry.

"Strip down now, to your naked ass!"

As Hannah began to disrobe I forced the older one to talk. After shoving my gun into her mouth she admitted that another gang member helped her 'husband' run out of town. I decided we would pay that person a visit.

Once Hannah stood fully naked I gave her the once over...peering into her mouth, and ears...into her squatted pussy and up and into her bent over ass hole. Hannah trembled alot with each position, I especially enjoyed looking into her mouth and ass. Not that I would ever break the law by engaging in sex acts with a minor.

"Ok, little sister, you're fifteen, which means you're old enough to babysit. I'm gonna take big wifey here to find Loco."

I instructed the weeping Hannah to sit naked and babysit. I would return shortly and if she had left or if she wasn't naked I would .beat her ass'.

I shoved the dumb and now silent girlfriend, Esther, into the trunk of our car. You didn't think she was riding shotgun, did ya?

Mitchell and I used Esther as a decoy to open the door. We quickly apprehended the two people inside the small house. One was Lisa Cardona, the suspect who may have aided ' 'Loco', the other was his mother. Picture that.

"No way, stupid, you bring the puercas to our door!"

Before Lisa could say another word, I slammed her against the wall. Her hands were cuffed behind her back. I clutched her mouth at the jaw, smooshing her face, bully-style.

"Shutup or I will kill you, Cop killer!"

While Mitchell kept watch on the other two, I took Lisa to the hallway and flung her ass over the banister. Before she slid all the way down, I held her ankles...

"AAIIIIYYYYYOOOOO, the fuck, no! NOoooooo! Ok!OK! Aiii, no, I do whaatever, ayy!!

"You damn right you will, when I bring you back up you better behave or I will fuckin' toss you back over, get it", I grunted out, as I made certain to not drop her,yet.

I pulled up the now crying, Lisa, and quickly ordered her to disrobe. She paused briefly before we both looked over the banister of their third floor apartment. At that point, the tough banger chick began to take off her shirt and sweatpants. I noticed several gang tats on her as she stood in her underwear.

"Hey, bitch, I said strip! That means everything..."

At this point she cried even harder, which made me laugh. I hated to show any emotion whether anger or excitement, while on the job, but, this gang girl breaking down was hilarious.

Lisa had managed to remove her athletic tank top and her sweatpants. She kicked off each shoe and peeled away her socks. Then she slipped her large loop earrings into her sweatpants pocket. I ordered her to toss everything over the banister.

Lisa stood uncomfortably as one of her neighbors exited next door. She attempted to stop stripping and cover herself.

It was a short chubby man, latino I supposed, dressed in construction attire.

"Hey you keep going, suspect!...and you Mr. Neighbor go back inside until we're done."

Lisa began to remove her bra revealing plump brown breast which fell only slightly after their exposure.

"C'mon, take off that diaper, now.", I said calmly.

Finally she handed over her panties and I threw them over the banister.. I had her assume the position. Lisa leaned in far with hands high and spread against the wall, legs wide, feet far apart. I gave her a complete and harsh body search. I shoved my finger down her throat and up her asshole. I grabbed each tit as if it were a cheap pear in the produce aisle. I even stooped under her and peered into her big pussy. Of course I placed my fist as far up her cunt as possible. The gangbangin' latina next drew each foot back at the knee and wiggled her toes. I have to say, this was a pretty bitch for a lowlife. I checked her hair which was long and black. I almost broke her neck as I whipped her back to palm her scalp.
I searched for signs of drug use and then I decided to take pictures of her naked. She tried to protest crying out that this was all illegal.

"Lisa Sanches, you have a lot of nerve. You were involved in the torture and death of an entire family. In addition to the shooting of a fucking officer of the law."

To reinforce that I would have my way, I slapped her several times across her ass. Her thick and juicy latina butt bobbled under my rough hand. These were not playful tags rather they were sharp blows. I then pulled out my rubber whip stick and warned that there would be more.

"OK,OK, whatever you say, officer!", the little tough chick yelped.

I pulled out my Department digital camera and began to click away.. I got full body shots as she stood, nude and in the assumed position.

" Now bend over and spread your butt, tough bomber. Open yourself up wide."

She begrudgingly bent over, with her feet still apart. Lisa grabbed her cheeks as if she had done it many times previous, just not under these circumstances. I took four pictures of her in this stance. The last two were taken with the zoom, so that all you could see was her pretty rectum, her long slice of pussy and the stretched meat of her pelvic region.

Next, I stood to one side and took full shots of her still spreading herself. She cried a new set of tears as the camera absorbed all of her from this view. Her tits hung, her frightened and embarassed face. At this point, Mitchell came outside and informed me of the death of the officer, who's suspect we were in search of.

I was so upset that I kicked her in her spread asshole as hard as I could.

She fell to the floor screaming in pain. I didn't give a shit, their was an officer who wouldn't get to see his family ever again. I pulled her by her hair back to her feet, as Mitchell went back to the others.

" The wall, put your back and ass against it now."

She complied sniffling as she struggled to regain her composure. I took pictures of her facing forward. Some full body, others at the waist. A few of only her face and a couple of her feet, on of which had a small version of her gang's logo on the top near her pinky toe.

Before I could contain myself, I stamped her foot hard. This sent her crashing to the floor screaming anew. As she struggled to her feet again, she was now sweet on the foot I had stepped on. She now stood one foot flat to the floor, the other she limped in place on.

I wasn't through though, I ordered her to stand feet wide apart. Lisa had the gape of a wounded dog on the freeway.

"Put your hands on top of your head, Lisa Sanches"

As she stood before me; she trembled and closed her eyes, tears leaking through her closed eyelids. I reached back and kicked her square in her vagina. She fell even harder this time. Lisa breathed rapidly as she was on her hands and knees. I proceeded to whip her mercilessly with my whipstick. After several blows about her ass and hanging titties, her girlish whimpers and cries turned to brutish grunts and barks.

"Where is Alberto "Loco" Chavez? Who else was part of the robbery at the grocery store? You are going to answer every damn question I have, do you understand?"

"Yeeaaahhsseheeheheh,ohhhaa, I...", she coughed and wheezed out her response.

Ten minutes later, I had everything.

I pulled her by her hair back into the apartment. She was still seated and her bare ass slid harshly against the wooden floor of the hall and her apartment. I had her stand against a wall leaning, legs spread, arms high. That other bitch, Esther, Loco's girl, was terrified at the sight of her broken down homegirl. The mother of Loco must have been harboring him until just before we got there. This meant her ass was mine as well.

"Both of you take off your clothes. Walk to the banister at the hall, here, and toss it all over. The mother complained, sighting that we didn't have a warrant. I didn't have any patience for it.

I smacked her so hard across her mouth she fell and knocked over Esther as well. Esther was already crying heavily and was down to her underwear at the time.

"You heard me toss it over the banister, now."

This time their was no such protest from the mother, Loise Chavez. She was only forty-three, per her identification. She was not legal as her permit to live here had expired several years previous.

She pulled off her blouse, pants and house-slippers, along with her underwear and followed Esther naked to the banister, which was in full view from where Mitchell was standing. Their large brown rumps bounced with each step toward the hallway. By the time Loise had returned to the apartment she was in full blown tears along with Esther.

"Stop. Face me. Hands on your heads. Spread your legs out. Open your mouth wide."
Loise was a very attractive mother and I planned to treat her like shit. This was of course on behalf of her son, whom she should have raised better. In my opinion, parenting; is what keeps kids from joining gangs.

"Aaaaaahhhh", Loise shrieked, as I placed my now filthy fingers into her mouth. I stretched her mouth outward with my hands, just short of ripping her cheeks and made her stick out her tongue so long she began to slobber.

"Your son is a cop killer, Loise. How does that make you feel,huh? You gave birth to a cop killer."

I grabbed at her tits which were larger than both of the younger chicas. I dug my fingers into each and she screamed I clutched her jaw with my left and snatched at her pussy with my right. I flung her to the wall where Lisa stood and told her to assume the same position.

Esther began to pee where she stood, knowing her turn was next.

"No, no, no, no please, Officer, I promise...to...stop...I promi...sssss.", her shortened and panicked speech was broken up by her sobbing.

She stood barefoot in her own puddle of piss. I made her open her mouth. Her breath smelled of breakfast and her nose began to run. She reached her arm from atop her head to wipe away the snot. I smacked her across her face for that.

"Get over their with your bangin' buddies"

I searched all three once more, and enjoyed shoving my thumb up their butts, particularly the mother's. I took pictures of them standing, spread foot to foot, against the wall. Something for the boys down at the precinct.

" Bend over at your waist. Reach back and grab your ass. Show me you pussyhole and asshole, now. Cough continually until I say otherwise! "

All three were now fully submissive and did so immediately. I got plenty of shots of all three, from the side, up the ass, facial, feet, tits.

" All of you get on your hands and knees. Knees and hands shoulder width apart."

Mitchell began to laugh under his breath as I began to whip all three with my whipstick.
The stick slapped with thunderous force but did not leave a mark. I would marry the genius that came up with it, if he were a chick.

They moaned and grunted, sounding like savage beasts as I stood behind each and slapped them right up their ass crack and twat crease. Loise toppled over clutching her legs tightly.

"No more please, sir, no more", she cried out.

I whipped her until she got back into position. I slapped their breasts and the soles of their feet. I slapped their thighs and armpits.

Next, I grabbed a pair of scissors which were sitting on the kitchen table and cut off all of their long black hair, shrewdly. Their once flowing azteca hair now lay on their fancy carpeting. Each clutched at their heads and felt the craters that replaced it.

I swatted Esther toward the far wall, as she crawled I would tap her reddened cheeks. I allowed her to slump into the corner.

Loise still was on all fours. I proceeded to shove several bags of dope we had from a previous case, into her ass. Loise clinched her ass muscles to no avail.

"Listen, bitch, when I push at your hole you push back, using your shoulders. Do it!"

She squirmed and yelled but each bag found its way up her pooper. As they filled her I had to really apply force with my thumb. Twenty bags in all, went up her butt.

"Mitchell, we'll take her in for distribution"

Before Mitchell and I took these dumb broads in, I had to drain the lizard. I unzipped my pants and grabbed the accomplice by her ear.

"Little Lisa I've got to pee. Before we take you in I need to show you what exactly the next ten years of your life are going to be like."

I grabbed both ears with her facing me and ordered her to drink up. She cried and swallowed . Fucking gangmember looked pathetic slurping up my piss from six inches or so from my dick.

When I finished, I zipped up and reached into my inside breast pocket. I had a really expensive piece of jewelry that was from a case, couple months back. The Lorelo Company, the jeweler who owned it said it was worth about four hundred grand. As far as the ol' DT is concerned it is priceless.

"Ok bitch swallow this, you cop killer", I yelled as I pointed my 'piece' at her again.

Lisa pleaded but in an instant I had slapped the jewelry against her sexy big lips and pressed the barrel against her left tit.

"You are going to swallow this or I will cripple you!!!"

The shivering young beauty of a career criminal, took both her hands and placed the sizable amulet-thing into her mouth. Even in her dazed state she still managed a 'you can't be serious' look at me. This made me shove the gun into her tit crease even firmer.

Finally Lisa attempted to swallow the jewelry. The first three times she immediately gagged it back out. She shook, and sobbed, lines of snot hung from her nose and she began to poot frequently. She would draw the booger-string in and out her nostrils with each breath.

Mitchell tossed me a piece of bread from off of the kitchen table and I ordered her to finish her 'bling sandwich'. It took a few more tries at chewing it, before she just ate the jewelry with the bread in one big strained gulp.

"This one's going in for the theft of the Lorelo jewel...thing. It oughtta be good for ten, too."

Mitchell took and cuffed them both and led them down to the car, naked.. They were copkillers, there'd be no complaints from the cap.

"Esther, stand up, time to go home to baby."

Esther quickly got to her feet and timidly approached me. I cuffed her hands in front of her and led her down the steps with a firm grip on her right buttock. I even allowed her to ride in the backseat this time. Once at we were a block from her apartment, I broke it down for her...

"You had better get straightened up, Esther. I want those tattoos removed and I will check, too. No more gangs or gang tats or gang boyfriends. If I come over there and see you're into the same shit I'll take you in as an accomplice to six murders. There ain't no statute of limitations on the 'big job'. Once every month for the next year I'm going to stop by; stripsearch you, go-over your place with a fine toothed comb and bust anybody I think don't belong their, got it. Now get out of my damn face."

With that, I uncuffed her and sent her out into the street, still butt-booty naked. Esther ran fast holding her breast with both hands. Her dimpled ass switched quickly and her bare feet plopped into a few mud puddles. Their was a sizable amount of people on the streets as it was midday. I kept an eye to make sure the guys only gawked and didn't grab. What a sight, a bald bitch with a body, hopping down the street.

I know some would not approve of my leniency for Esther, but she did aid in our investigation. Sometimes you gotta throw a fish back into the water to make certain you catch the bigger fish. The boys at the '7' were on their way to hook him now. Besides, their was a child at home and a little sister that I bet was still naked and waiting for her at the apartment. Jarvis, DT is not a cruel man. Ok maybe I used to be but old age seems to be making me a softie.