Police error
Authors — Cmеpmо and Kat
Katya was walking down the street. An ordinary day in an ordinary small German town. Katya had been living in peaceful Germany for many years. Of course, nothing terrible could happen to her.
And then a police car braked right next to her. Two big guys in uniform. Broad shoulders, muscular arms, pumped-up bodies.
— That's her!
Katya is thrown against a wall, her arms are twisted, handcuffs are snapped on. The woman is in shock, her mind can't comprehend that this is happening in reality... And yet, in her secret female fantasies, this had happened many times, though she was ashamed of her dreams.
— She needs to be searched!
Rough male hands
grope all over her body, every hidden corner. Katya is absolutely powerless, her hands are in cuffs. All she can do is surrender to the mercy of these hands.— What did I do?
— You don't know? How many husbands have you sent to the next world? All of Interpol is on high alert. And she's just walking around here!
— It's a mistake! — — Katya whispers into the wall.
The policeman searches her body. Suddenly squeezes her breasts.
Then Katya felt a treacherous arousal begin to rise inside her, her throat tightening from it.
— How dare you?
— Shut up, bitch! If you open your mouth, we'll make you do all those little tricks your husbands loved you for!
— But I'm not the one you think...
The policeman grabs Katya from behind by the hair, pulls her towards him. Tears her blouse by the collar. Buttons scatter onto the sidewalk. A huge paw mercilessly squeezes her defenselessly bare breast. And Katya, against her own will, becomes wet down below.
"What is happening to me! — she thought. — They're humiliating me, and I'm getting wet like the worst slut!"
A harsh shout:
— Spread your legs wider!
Katya spreads her legs as wide as she can, and immediately feels a male hand sliding along the inside of her thighs, going under her panties, penetrating her vagina.
— You know a whore shouldn't wear panties, to always be available?
With one motion he rips the panties and tosses them aside.
— I'm not...
— You don't get it, slut! Shut your mouth. Open it to suck me off. Understood? Answer!
— Understood...
"It's better if I do everything they demand and maybe they'll let me go alive."
The huge brute presses Katya into the wall. Hardly. Bones crack. And a palm grabs her now completely defenseless crotch again. Without tenderness, without sentiment.
— It hurts!
— Endure it, bitch. Let's get her to the station, we'll show her there how someone like her should please men.
At the station, Katya was thrown onto a chair. The policemen went behind the desk, started looking at something on the screen. One of them ordered Katya:
— Spread your legs, slut. Tuck your skirt up. Maybe we'll identify you by your cunt.
Both laughed coarsely.
— But how? My hands are bound!
— No, she's getting on my nerves! I'm gonna shut her mouth anyway!
The policeman is near Katya. Takes out a black baton and pokes it in her face. To avoid losing her teeth, Katya has to open her mouth. The baton is very wide in diameter, and Katya had to open her mouth very wide, however, despite Katya's effort, it barely squeezed between her teeth.
— Suck the baton! Practice for now. Heh-heh-heh.
— And do what you were told.
Katya squirmed humiliatedly on the chair, trying to get out of her skirt. And she also had to suck the hard baton.
— Why does a bitch need a skirt? — came from behind the computer. — Take it off completely!
The policeman lifted Katya by the hair and yanked the skirt. The torn fabric ended up in his paw, and Katya was left in just a blouse, also torn.
She was thrown back onto the chair. She hurriedly, obsequiously, spread her thighs. That wasn't enough for the policeman. He placed the handle of the baton on the table. And Katya had to humiliatingly lean forward a little herself to take the end of the baton into her mouth. In this position, she awaited her further fate.
And the worst part was that the woman felt with shame the treacherous wetness in her lower abdomen.
— Looks like her.
— Or maybe not her?
A spark of hope ignited in Katya that it might still be okay and they would let her go. She didn't need apologies for her humiliation, she didn't need compensation for her torn clothes, just to be let go.
— Well, are you going to confess?
Katya shook her head, trying not to let the baton fall from her mouth.
— Don't want to do it the nice way? — the policeman squinted. — We'll do it the bad way.
One of the policemen approached, grabbed Katya and threw her onto the table. Katya sighed with relief when the baton fell to the floor. Now she was lying face down in some papers. Her ass and pussy were completely defenseless before the man standing behind. Despite the shame and fear, a sweet tremor ran through Katya's body from the awareness of her complete submission to another's strength. The policeman leaned on top, pressing down the submissive body. The handcuffs binding her hands dug into her ass.
The policeman rasped in her ear:
— Alright, hold on, slut. We'll conduct the interrogation using other methods.
Katya couldn't even move under the heavy muscular body when a huge cock entered her. She had never had such a huge cock inside her. The woman realized with horror that it would tear her in two right now. But the thick cock continued to screw relentlessly into her tormented and submissive body.
The policeman straightened up, slapped Katya on the ass.
— Come on, bitch, show how ready you are to cooperate! Move your hips, slut!
Katya had to move her hips for the policeman, who grunted contentedly each time. She tried as hard as she could, impaling herself on the cock with all her might, so as not to anger the policeman. The cock filled her completely, bringing a sweet mixture of pain and pleasure. When the cock was in her all the way to the balls, Katya's fingers felt the policeman's hard muscular stomach and the coarse hair on his pubis.
Then they flipped her over like a doll. They positioned her so that both her ass and head hung off opposite ends of the table. Katya saw the smiling face of the second policeman above her, and then she was entered from both ends.
— Come on, bitch, move! Your task now — is to show your loyalty to the police by all available means!
Two cocks were fucking her, both in her pussy and in her mouth, and Katya had to moan, writhe, move her hips, pushing her feet against the policeman's shoulders, and suck diligently. The woman felt she had become a tool in the hands of her tormentors. She had no feelings, no emotions, no thoughts left, only the animal lust of a female being fucked by two strong males. From these sensations, Katya was overcome by the strongest orgasm, her whole body shuddered and went limp. And all this with her hands cuffed behind her back. The policemen didn't even think of easing their victim's plight and at least unlocking the handcuffs.
The fucked woman was forbidden to sit in the chair, so as not to soil it. Katya had to settle on the floor, awaiting her further fate.
She didn't have to wait long. The police radio crackled. The policemen tidied themselves up. Then they whispered, looking mockingly at the woman slumped by their feet. One of them roughly lifted Katya and dragged her to a cell.
There he unlocked
the handcuffs. Ordering Katya to raise her hands, he threw the chain over a pipe, and locked them again. Katya's body was stretched taut, her arms up. The woman even felt some relief that she could stretch to her full height and stretch her body, though the new position was very humiliating.
The policeman standing behind grabbed Katya's breast with a huge paw. His other hand roughly squeezed her lower lips. At the same time, the woman was again seized by insane arousal. "What will they come up with this time?"
— We'll be back soon and take care of you again. You can prepare for now. Play with the baton with your muscles, sway, move your ass, do what you want, but you must be ready for us, sweetie. I'm already impatient, I want to try your ass.
To finish, the policeman tore off the remains of Katya's blouse, and she was left completely naked.
The policemen left, and Katya was left alone with herself and her arousal, which was going beyond the limits of possibility...
The policemen returned fairly quickly. And immediately headed for the victim, watching their approach with fear. The first one removed the stool and began to knead her breasts, paying special attention to her nipples. He forced the woman to say how much she liked being a slut, forced her to choose what she preferred more — when her nipples were twisted, squeezed, or pulled far out.
Beside herself, the woman obligingly told the policeman what he wanted to hear. Katya had to confess her submission and desire to start pleasing the two males as soon as possible, like a real whore. Moreover, this desire was genuine.
At the same time, a huge cock was rubbing between Katya's buttocks from behind. And there was no way to stop it. Katya couldn't prevent the one standing behind from lifting her under the knees and raising her up. She was spread wide open, and then impaled on the cock.
— Good bitch! — the policeman rasped. — All wet. Now we can fuck her in the ass too.
Katya was lifted again, like a feather, only the handcuffs on the pipe jingled somewhere above. And then a cock prodded her anus. Katya's body itself, under its own weight, began to lower onto the cock. The policeman only held her hips so she couldn't bring them together.
When the huge male member was completely inside Katya's ass, the second policeman stepped up to her and shoved his cock into her pussy. Again, Katya had two cocks inside her, only this time they filled her lower holes. Then they began to bounce her. The woman couldn't even slow her own forceful descent onto the standing erect cocks. Her arms weakened, and her body flew up and was impaled, submissive only to the desires of the two merciless males.
The policemen came, squeezing Katya between their bodies, almost crushing her in their excess of feeling.
Katya came to some time later. Her body was washed and even dressed in a uniform too big for her.
A policeman leaned over her:
— We are very sorry about what happened, Frau. (Katya perked up happily: "All misunderstandings are behind us!"). We will find those who robbed you.
— Wh... what robbers???
— Oh, Frau, don't worry. You are safe now. We'll take you home now, but we ask you to come, say, in a week to clarify some details.
— What... What details?
The policeman's eyes narrowed. He grabbed the woman by the ass:
— You don't get it, doormat? Come back in a week, please us one more time. Got it?... Okay, let's go quickly.
Quickly didn't work out. They fucked Katya from both ends one more time in the back seat right in front of her house.
Author's e-mail: cmеpmо@qip.ru