A cop is Felt in the
park
(Sort of a take off on Pacific-Blue)
Part I by "Buffy"
Part II and Part III by “Goro”
All was quiet in the small town of 30,000. Cory McNamara, the first bike
cop in this tiny town, was cycling slowly along her patrol route, and it
was getting dark. She was 24 years old and stood at about five foot five.
Her shoulder length brown hair, which matched her brown eyes, was pulled
back in a ponytail. She wore a tight white collared police t-shirt (with
three buttons at the neck), which accented off her thin waist and full breasts.
Her tight black bicycle shorts showed off her athletic legs and firm ass.
Her belt held two pairs of handcuffs, one of the keys, her holster with gun,
a police radio, and other equipment. She kept another key in her
sock.
As she rounded a corner on her route, she pulled out her radio and activated
it.
“Base this is Cory. Things are pretty slow out here, I think I’ll
head home.”
“Copy that Cory, will you be returning to the
station?”
“No, I think I’ll just bike home. Can you punch out for
me?”
“Sure thing Cory. Out”
Cory turned off her radio, and replaced it on her belt. Why did I let myself
be transferred to this crappy town? she thought
to herself. There hasn’t been a crime worth committing to stop since
I got here a month ago. The most serious threat I’ve had to deal with
is those four kids at the park who are always getting drunk and causing trouble.
But I bet even they won’t be there since I tried to arrest them last
week. It seemed like the three boys wanted to put up a fight, but that girl
told them scatter. I managed to catch HER though. Those boys couldn’t
have been more than 13 or 14 years old. What were they doing with that
17-year-old girl? That reminds me, I better go see if they’re getting
into trouble.
With that, Cory rounded a corner and headed for the park. No point calling
in to the station, this shouldn’t be any trouble. By now it was dark
out, and the streetlights had come on. Cory stopped just before the entrance
to the park. I shouldn’t need this she thought, as she took the clip
out of her gun, and re-holstered it. She then locked her bike to a tree.
As she entered the park, she wished it were better lit. I can barely see
15 feet. She walked slowly towards the old wooden equipment, and it eventually
came into view.
Closest to her was a 6 by 6 foot platform, which was about 3 feet off the
ground. There were two wooden ramps onto it, and a small plastic slide leading
off of it. The slide was a semicircle, about 6 feet long, on a shallow angle.
From this platform, there was a wooden bridge leading to another, larger
platform. This platform was 10 by 10 feet, at least 7 feet off the ground,
with a ladder and a slide. This slide was like the other slide, but longer,
and with a steeper incline. Finally, 4 feet above this platform was another.
A ladder from the lower platform led to this one. All the platforms had safety
railings, and were held up by large wooden pillars. The ground under and
around the equipment was a giant sandbox.
Off to the side was an empty bike rack where it looked like the kids
had stashed their alcohol. Cory
counted several empty bottles and two backpacks.
Once Cory was within 10 of the sand, she could see two of the boys running
around in the sand, looking a more than a little drunk. One was about the
same height as Cory, while the other was about an inch taller. They were
both fairly skinny, almost wiry. Neither looked very strong. The other boy,
who Cory remembered as being short and fairly fat, was nowhere to be seen.
The girl was up on the lowest platform, leaning on the rail. She must be
around the same height as me, maybe taller. Her figure is about the same
as mine too, and her blond hair almost goes down to her waist. No wonder
these boys do what she says. As if on queue, the blond shouted
out.
“Hey boys, look who it is! Officer McNamara!” The boys looked up
at the blond, and then turned towards
Cory.
“Call me Cory, please.” Cory continued walking until she was about
five feet away from the nearest boy. The other boy was about 15 feet away.
“What happened to the other boy? The short, fat
one?” The blond resumed
talking.
“You scared him off last time we met, he ain’t comin back. Glen,
Andrew, why don’t you show her the same warmth she showed me last week
when she arrested me!”
“Now boys, you don’t want to start any trouble,” Cory remarked
confidently. Glen and Andrew didn’t seem to
notice.
“Sure thing Steph” slurred the boy who was furthest from Cory.
“You take the lead Andrew”
Andrew (the closer boy) produced a small hunting knife from behind his back,
and advanced slowly on Cory.
“Using a weapon against a girl?” Cory mocked as she took a defensive
stance. “Well I believe in a fair fight, so I won’t use my gun.”
Andrew hesitated for a moment; he then swung his knife horizontally at
Cory’s excellent chest. She calmly leaned back, and Andrew missed, spinning
himself in full circle. He looked surprised for a moment, but shook it off
and aimed a downward swipe at the base of Cory’s neck. She nimbly rolled
under the attack and came to a stop standing behind him (with her back to
Glen). Andrew spun around, swinging the knife wildly. Cory easily kicked
it out of his hand, and it fell a few feet away in the sand. Andrew made
a move to get it, but Cory delivered a solid kick to his chest, winding him
and knocking him on his back.
“Now for the other one,” Cory remarked. However, while Cory was
fighting with Andrew, Glen had received a long chain from Steph. Just as
Cory turned to face him, he lashed out with it. It pinned Cory’s arms
at her sides, wrapping around her torso, over and under her breasts. Cory
tried to wiggle her arms free, but Cory’s cleavage kept the chains in
place, and Glen kept the 3 feet of chain separating them pulled
tight.
“Using my own breasts against me?” Cory mocked confidently. “You
very well know these babies will keep this chain in
place.”
“Well I can’t help it if you’re a perky-titted bitch,”
Glen sneered, yanking Cory towards him and wrapping his arms around her and
pressing her against him. “What are you gonna do to me now?” Cory
looked him teasingly in the eye and smiled, flashing her pearly white teeth
at him. She then head butted him in the face, causing him to let go of her
and the chain. Cory quickly spun around, unraveling herself from the chain,
and threw it to the side. She then sent him sprawling in the general direction
of Andrew, who was slowly getting up.
“Well Steph, is that the best your boys have got?” Cory asked as
she turned slowly to face Steph’s platform. Suddenly, a water balloon
exploded on Cory’s large chest. Except it wasn’t filled with water,
it was filled with chocolate syrup! The balloon left syrup all over the front
of her shirt, on her neck, and a little on her face. Some began to dribble
down her shirt and between her
breasts.
“AAAHHHHHH!!” Cory shrieked.
“You’ll pay for that!” As Cory tried to wipe some of the sticky
brown goop off of herself (which only soaked it in more, making her look
like she was wearing a wet brown t-shirt), she turned to face Andrew and
Glen.
Andrew was now on his feet, and Glen was getting up a few feet behind. Andrew
was obviously encouraged by Cory’s appearance, a fan of chocolate-coated
cleavage. He took a running swing at Cory, while Glen ran over to join the
fight. Cory easily sidestepped Andrew, grabbed his outstretched arm, and
spun him around. She meant to send him crashing into the oncoming Glen, but
Andrew stumbled and fell into Glen’s legs. Glen went flying into the
surprised Cory, his shoulder slamming into her breasts. Cory had the wind
knocked out of her, and landed on her back. Glen landed in a heap on top
of her holding his hurt shins, with his face pressed against her chocolate
covered boobs. Cory, who was the tougher of the two, recovered first. She
kneed Glen in the gut, grabbed his shoulders, and rolled him onto his back.
Straddling him, she pinned his arms with her knees. Unfortunately, Andrew
had recovered from his previous tumble. Just as Cory wound up for a knockout
punch on Glen, Andrew kneeled behind her. He quickly slipped his arms under
hers, and wound his hands up around the back of her
neck.
“What the…. Hey, lemme go!” Cory
demanded.
“Not on your life sweetie,” Andrew answered, as he yanked her backwards
off of Glen. Andrew and Cory were now both sitting on their asses, with Andrew
behind her using a Full Nelson. Both of their legs were in a ‘V’
shape, and Cory could feel Andrew’s erection pressed up against
her.
“Glen, come here I’ve got her!” Cory squirmed, twisted and
pulled, but couldn’t break Andrew’s hold. Glen had gotten up and
was now kneeling in front of Cory’s writhing
body.
“Well well well,
what have we here?” Glen mumbled, placing a hand on Cory’s right
breast. “Time to cop a feel. Or feel a
cop!”
“G-g-get your hands off me!” Cory
stammered.
“Well, the little hottie doesn’t seem
so confident now” Glen whispered as he brought his face closer to
Cory’s. “Hold her still, and watch this.” Glen’s face
was right next to Cory’s, who tried to pull
away.
“Oh no you don’t bitch,” Andrew said.
He used his hands at the base of her neck to pull violently back on her ponytail.
Cory cried out, as her head was pulled back, her back was arched, and her
breasts were thrust out against her wet, chocolaty, and now very tight shirt.
Cory gasped as Glen began manhandling them, rubbing them, bouncing them,
squeezing them, and pulling at them. He began pinching and twisting her nipples,
which he could feel becoming hard through her shirt and bra. He undid the
buttons at the neck of Cory’s shirt, stretched it open and revealed
the top of her breasts. Stretching the neck of the shirt out, he buried his
face into her chest, and began licking up the syrup that had gotten between
her tits. Cory closed her eyes and let out a small moan as he slid his tongue
along her chest, and up the side of her neck. She began to noticeably rub
up against Andrew, who was still holding her from behind. Glen replaced his
hands on Cory’s breasts as he began licking the syrup from her face.
Slowly, first from one cheek, then the other.
A little from her forehead, some more from the tip of her
nose, and a bit from the corner of her small, full lipped mouth.
Andrew’s hold on Cory became more relaxed and less strict, as Cory’s
sensual writhing lulled his senses.
Glen craned his neck, flicked her ear with his tongue, and pressed his hands
harder into her prominent breasts. “Yeah, you like that
don-AAAUUUUGGHHHHH!!!” Glen screamed out in pain as Cory rammed her
head sideways into his, making him bite down on his
tongue.
“Gee, that must have HURT!” she yelled as she rammed her head back
into Andrew’s, crunching his nose. Andrew yelped in pain, and grabbed
his nose, releasing Cory. She quickly kicked the sprawling Glen in the jaw,
and elbowed Andrew in the gut. Both went down, neither got up. She then quickly
handcuffed both of them. “Now,” she said as she slowly got up.
“To deal with ‘Steph’. Hopefully
she didn’t run off…”
Luckily, Steph was still watching from up on the platform. Cory stalked towards
one of the ramps leading up to Steph’s platform. “You’re
mine,” she exclaimed. Cory ran halfway up the ramp, and fell flat on
her face. An almost invisible tripwire had been set up, and Cory hadn’t
seen
it.
“Argh!”
Cory screamed in frustration, as she picked herself up off the ramp, and
ran the rest of the way up. Steph quickly slid under the railing, and ran
to 10 feet in front of the slide. Cory, now on the platform, jumped onto
the slide, landing about halfway down it. When she didn’t keep sliding,
she tried to push herself the rest of the way with her forearms. They became
attached to the slide. “What the… I’m stuck to the
slide!!”
“Gee, look at that!” Steph giggled, as she skipped towards the
helpless Cory. “Looks like you landed right in the middle of the double
sided tape we put on the slide!” The soles of Cory’s feet were
stuck in place near the bottom of the slide. Her legs weren’t, as her
knees were bent, but her ass was stuck too. Her back was also stuck to the
slide, and her forearms were parallel to the sides of her sexy body, stuck
to the tape. Luckily, the tape stopped just below her shoulders, and her
hair was not stuck to it.
Steph stood beside base of the slide, and gleamed at the motionless Cory.
“Well aren’t we helpless? Yes we are! Yes we are!” As Steph
continued talking, Cory worked on getting one of her feet loose. Wow, now
I REALLY understand why those boys do what she says, even when she’s
telling them to pick a fight with a cop.
Not only is she tall, trim, and blond with a cute face; she’s
a ditz! She talks like one, acts like one, and dresses like one! That black
skirt she’s wearing could not be shorter OR tighter. And that low-cut
yellow tank top could NOT show more of her breasts, which look like they
might be bigger than mine!
“Well officer, I’ve neutralized you all by myself, no thanks to
those morons Andrew and Glen. Speaking of whom, I’ll be
needing the key to their handcuffs…” Steph quickly undid
Cory’s belt, took it, and started looking through it.
“Ah-ha! Here it is!” Steph put the key
down the front of her shirt, pulled Cory’s gun from its holster, and
tossed the belt away. “Now officer, I’m going to go help Andrew
and Glen, so you stay right there. Got it?”
“Sure thing Steph,” Cory answered, her foot now
free. “Oh by the way, that gun’s not
loaded.”
“What?” Steph asked dumbly, staring blankly at the gun. Cory suddenly
kicked out with the freed foot, and the gun flew into the dark of night.
She then kicked Steph square in the stomach, doubling her
over.
“You heard me,” Cory answered, ripping her right arm off of the
tape. “YOOOWWWW!” she cried. As Steph slowly recovered, Cory slowly
freed herself from the tape. Cory jumped off of
the slide, just as Steph started running. “Gotcha now Steph,” Cory
murmured, as she dove at Steph's legs. Cory’s arms wrapped around
Steph’s knees, who came crashing to the ground
on her side. Cory quickly rolled her onto her back, and straddled her chest.
“What’s the matter Steph,” Cory asked, as she grabbed
Steph’s wrists and forced them onto the ground on either side of her
head. “No smart-ass remarks?” Steph tried to buck Cory off of her,
but Cory’s weight on her chest was too much. “Well officer, it
seems you have me pinned,” Steph whispered, staring seductively. “The
question is, what are you going to do with
me?”
“Oh gimme a break,” Cory answered, shifting her weigh to pin
Steph’s arms with her knees. “I don’t go in for that kinda
stuff.”
“Well that’s too bad,” Steph whispered. “That kinda
stuff’s pretty fun. But now it looks like you’re in a bit of
trouble.”
“Oh yeah? How’s th-oooooooofff!” Using Cory’s weight
on her arms as leverage, Steph brought her legs up and kicked Cory in the
back. Cory somersaulted over Steph and landed hard on her back. Cory got
up quickly, but somehow Steph was quicker. She elbowed Cory in the gut doubling
her over.
“Ooooooff” gasped Cory. Steph then grabbed a handful of Cory’s
hair, and brought a knee up into Cory’s face.
“Unnnngghhhh…” Holding onto Cory’s hair, Steph used her
free hand to twist one of Cory’s wrists severely behind her
back.
“Not so tough now, are we bitch!?” Steph mocked, as she pushed
Cory HARD into one of the pillars holding up the higher platform. Steph quickly
grabbed the back of Cory’s shirt and pulled it over her head, jerseying
her. She gave Cory a quick punch to the stomach, and another to the small
of the back. Half conscious, Cory stumbled backwards a few feet away from
the pillar.
“Do it!” yelled Steph.” Suddenly, the short, fat boy who Cory
thought was missing appeared on the highest platform with a rope in his hand.
The rope ran around the railing of the highest platform, down to a lasso
that was buried under the sand. Cory was standing in the middle of the lasso,
trying to free herself from her shirt. Maybe wearing these tight shirts
wasn’t such a good idea…
The boy jumped, and the lasso tightened around Cory’s ankles. Her legs
were pulled out from under here, and she fell onto her back. She was quickly
lifted upside-down into the air. When the boy hit the ground, Cory’s
head was dangling two feet above
it.
“Well isn’t that a delicious sight,” exclaimed Steph, as she
grabbed the surprised Cory’s shirt, and yanked it off.
“Yummy,” Steph continued, examining Cory’s
muscular stomach and white (with splotches of chocolate) silk bra, which
was filled out nicely. Meanwhile, the fat boy had tied the rope to
one of the pillars, and was now ogling Cory’s helpless
body.
“Let me down from here, or you’ll be sorry!” Cory
threatened.
“Paul,” Steph said, ignoring Cory and addressing the fat boy.
“Here’s the key to Glen and Andrew’s handcuffs. Give me the
tape, help me with officer McShirtless here, then go free your friends.”
Steph pulled the key out of the front of her shirt, which she exchanged for
the roll of duct tape. Paul looked happy to oblige. He gave the helpless
Cory a punch to the gut, and she grabbed her stomach in pain. He quickly
grabbed her wrists, and wrapped his arms tightly around her, forcing her
wrists together behind her
back.
“Unhand me!” Cory demanded, unable to break free of the upside-down
bear hug.
“Fat chance officer McSexToy,” Paul answered,
while Steph walked around behind Cory. “Once you’re completely
helpless, I’m gonna have a little fun with you.” Steph began tightly
binding Cory’s wrists behind her back with the duct tape. “Alright
Paul, go uncuff Glen and Andrew, I can handle our dangling ditz from
here.”
“You’re not gonna get away with this, my
friends will-mmmmph, mmm-mmm-mmmmph!!” Cory’s
complaints were muffled as Steph applied a strip of tape over her mouth.
Steph then wrapped tape around Cory’s torso and arms, first above her
breasts, then at her waist. Cory’s bound wrists were pinned against
her ass. Then, Steph wrapped tape around Cory’s thighs, just above the
knees. Once Steph had finished, Paul returned. “Well I uncuffed them,
but I don’t think they’ll be on there feet for a while. This sexy
bitch really laid the smack on them.”
“Well gee,” Steph said, more to herself then to anyone else.
“Those guys will be pretty damned mad when they wake up. And the night
is still young. What say we leave our bound brunette for them as a waking
present? I bet they’ll teach her a lesson she won’t soon
forget.”
“But I wanted to have some fun with her!” Paul
complained.
“Not this time Paul.” Steph said. Glen and Andrew took their lumps.
When they wake up, they’ll get some sugar. Let the good officer down.”
Paul reluctantly untied the rope, and lowered Cory to the ground. Cory kicked
and struggled, but Paul held her in place as Steph took off her socks and
shoes and tossed them towards the bike rack. “Cute toenail polish
officer,” Steph said in a mocking
tone. They then tightly
duct taped her ankles to match the rest of her.
“Alright, drag her over to Glen and Andrew, and lay her across them.”
Steph ordered. Paul grabbed onto Cory’s small feet, and dragged her
through the sand over to the still unconscious boys. With some effort, he
got Cory on top of them “Good,” commented Steph. She kneeled down
next to Cory’s struggling body, and whispered sexily in her ear. “Well
my tightly taped tidbit, I hope this experience, and your upcoming playtime
with Andrew and Glen, will teach you something. Don’t cross me. And
if you ever try to arrest me again; it won’t just be your shirt I take,
it won’t just be chocolate sauce I cover you in, and my boys won’t
just fondle you. You’ll experience a whole new world of humiliation”
Steph stood up, and started walking towards one of the exits. “Let’s
go Paul.”
Steph, followed closely by Paul, picked up Cory’s police belt, replaced
her pistol in the holster and exited the park, with Cory watching them
go.
Part
II
I’ve got to get free, Cory
thought. I can’t still be when these goons wake up, or they’ll
have their way with me. The helpless, half-naked heroine tried to free her
arms, but found she could hardly move them. She then tried to free her legs,
but they were bound fast. If I could break the tape around my thighs and
ankles, I might be able to get up and run. Cory strained her leg muscles,
which became taught with effort. But there was simply too much tape to break.
Blast! This isn’t going to work. Maybe if I could free my wrists, I
could wiggle my arms out from under the tape around my waist and chest…
but the tape around my wrists is too tight, how can I break it? Wait, the
KNIFE!! I kicked it out of Andrew’s hand at the beginning of the fight!
It must be nearby!
Cory looked around franticly, trying to spot it in the dark. Suddenly she
spotted it, not more than 15 feet away. Whew, it that had been a little further
away, I wouldn’t have spotted it. Now, to get over
there…
Cory began to twist and turn her body, and managed to roll off of Glen. She
slowly inched her way towards the knife. Minutes felt like hours, as Cory
started perspiring from her effort. Finally she made it to the knife, and
maneuvered herself around so the knife was behind her. Good thing they
didn’t hog-tie me, or I’d have never made it here. After fumbling
it a few times, she got hold of the knife, and sliced through the tape on
her wrists. YES! she thought to herself, as the
tape separated around her wrists.
Cory then pressed her feet up against her ass, and managed to cut the tape
at her ankles. Got to hurry, those guys could wake up soon! Cory tried to
move her arms from behind her to in front of her under the tape, but it was
too sticky and tight, and kept her arms behind her back. Oh no! I can’t
reach the tape around my stomach with my arms stuck behind my back like this!
And I can’t get my arms in front of me with this tape around my stomach!
Hmmmm, maybe now that my ankles aren’t bound, I can break the tape around
my thighs! Cory bit down on her lip, and tried to separate her legs. She
felt the tape stretch a little, but she got tired before she could break
it. Ok, one more try… Cory tried again. Her
face was flushed with effort, and her body was slick with sweat. Just when
she thought she was out of strength, the tape began to rip. Snap! Cory’s
legs were free, and she propped herself into a sitting position. Forgetting
about Andrew and Glen, Cory started regaining her confidence. Ok, now I just
have to free my arms. But I can’t reach the tape with my knife, and
I barely broke the tape around my thighs, there’s no way I can break
to strips of tape around my arms. Wait, I know!
Awkwardly, Cory managed to stand up, knife in hand. She walked up to one
of the railings for the first platform (the one without the trip wire). Cory
put her back to the railing, and grabbed onto it with her hands. Holding
on to the railing, she pulled herself forward with her legs. After about
a minute, she had managed to stretch the tape enough to move her arms. She
slipped them out from under the tape around her waist, and was then able
to peel the tape around her shoulders
off.
“Yooowwww!!” Cory cried, as the pulled
the tape off of her mouth. Her hair was a mess, she was covered in sand,
and a 17-year-old girl had beaten her and taken her shirt, her belt and her
badge. But she was extremely
pleased at getting free, and had almost all of her (over)confidence back.
She set the knife down
and , and went to check on Andrew and Glen. Both
were lying face down, next to one another. Cory rolled them both onto their
backs so they were a few feet apart. She then kneeled between them, facing
Andrew.
“Let’s just make sure I didn’t knock you out for good,”
Cory muttered to herself. She was about to place
her hands on Andrew’s chest to check for a heartbeat, when his hands
shot out and grabbed her wrists. “Well I don’t think you have to
worry about that sweetheart!”
“But you’re still unconscious!” Cory exclaimed
dumbfounded.
“Looks can be deceiving officer,” retorted Glen, who pulled her
bra back and snapped it. “Now, where were we before you rudely knocked
us out? Oh yes, we were having some fun with you!” While the still surprised
Cory struggled to get her wrists free, Glen undid her bra strap. He then
slid the bra down her arms, exposing her perfect breasts and pert nipples.
Glen wrapped his arms around Cory’s chest, over her arms. His hands
came to a rest on her breasts, but he kept his head well back of Cory’s.
“Ah yes, here’s the good stuff!” said Glen as he squeezed
Cory’s breasts. The cold
air on her exposed flesh and Glen’s fondling caused her nipples to
stiffen. Glen noticed and started
to pinch and roll them between his thumb and
forefinger. Cory gasped, but
trailed off into a squeak as Glen, gave an extra hard squeeze to her firm
tits. "Stop, I don’t want this!" ordered
Cory.
“Well we do sweet heart!” replied
Andrew. “Let’s put
her over that bike rack.”
Andrew handed control of Cory’s wrists over to Glen who held
them in a tight bear
hug,
then picked up Cory’s handcuffs that were lying next to
them. Glen twisted Cory’s
wrists up and behind her back, forcing her breasts to thrust out in front
of them. “Let’s
go,” he said as he walked her a few steps over to the bike
rack. The horizontal bar of the
bike rack was just slightly higher than Cory’s belly
button. Glen stepped in between
Cory’s bare feet and leaned forward, pushing her up against the rack,
and then forcefully raised Cory’s wrists, forcing her to bend over the
cold metal bar. Both of their
legs were in a ‘V’ shape, with Cory’s legs spread outside
of Glen’s, and Cory could now feel Glen’s erection pressed up against
the crack of her ass through her shorts.
From this position Cory was stuck.
Her toes dangled just inches above the
ground. With Glen leaning against
her, she couldn’t get any leverage, and with her legs sandwiched between
Glen’s and the vertical bars of the bike rack, she couldn’t even
kick back at her assailant. Andrew
walked up in front of her and before the stunned Cory could react, he grabbed
her wrists and hand cuffed them in front of her, around the lower horizontal
bar of the bike rack, securing her in a
position
bent over the bar. He
then kneeled closer to her spread ankles, and used the rest of the tape to
secure them to the vertical bars, immobilizing
her.
Cory found her voice and said, “You guys better think about what you
are doing. I'm an officer of
the law. I demand to be released IMMEDIATELY!" in a tone that sounded more
confident than she actually felt.
“You are going to be in BIG trouble if you don’t let me
go right now.”
“You’re already in big trouble, bitch,” said Andrew, and slapped
Cory hard across the cheek. Cory
let out a gasp of surprise at the stinging slap. “Gee, that must have
hurt,” Andrew said mockingly as Glen laughed– using Cory’s
own words from earlier in the night.
Andrew stood up in front of her and unzipped his pants, revealing
a huge erection. Cory looked
up at Andrew in surprise. Cory
had never seen a penis that big before.
Now she knew why Steph was hanging out with this
kid. It had never occurred to
Cory that Steph’s playmates would take their sparing to this
level. Andrew took a step forward
causing his dick to sway back and forth in front of Cory’s
face. She could see the blue
tracery of veins around the skin.
He put his dick up against Cory’s ripe full lips, but she kept
her mouth closed and turned away.
“What is the matter officer sweet
tits? Don’t you want
to suck his dick?” Glen
said as he pressed his erection against her
ass. Andrew reached down and
pulled off Cory’s hair tie, allowing her long brown hair to fall down
around her shoulders. Then he
grabbed Cory’s hair, and turned her head back to face his
crotch. He pressed his cockhead
against her lips again, and said, "Open your fucking mouth and eat my dick,
slut!"
Cory shook her head, keeping her lips tightly shut, as Andrew shook her head
by the hair again, pressing his prick harder against her closed mouth. "I
said, suck it, you tramp!" He reached down and slapped Cory across the cheek
again. Cory’s eyes started
to water even more, but she kept her lips
closed. “Okay, fine,
have it your way,” Andrew said as he turned
around and started to walk around the bike rack.
Thank god, they are giving up on that idea, Cory thought to
herself.
How am I going to get out of this?
She looked around and spotted her shoes and socks just a few feet
away. If she could get to the
sock that had her key in it she could free
herself. Andrew arrived at the
other side of the bike rack behind her.
"If you won’t suck dick, then maybe we’ll try this side,”
Andrew said. Glen stepped aside
as Andrew reached around Cory’s waist and unbuttoned her shorts and
slowly started to pull them
down.
"Oh, no. No. No!" Cory said, squirming back against
the bike rack away from him with renewed
intensity. But the handcuffs
and tape held her in place. Cory
felt her shorts slide down over hips, exposing her rear and she gave a squeak
of surprise.
"Stop!” Cory
ordered. But Andrew continued
to slowly pull down her shorts.
“Don’t do
this,”
Cory whimpered, sounding less confident
now. “Please don’t
do this, not like this. I don’t
want it this way . . ." she pleaded.
A tear ran down her cheek and hit the ground in front of
her. “No underwear
huh?,”
said Glen. “What
a slut,” he continued.
"Oh, yeah, baby," Andrew said in reply.
Now you’re going to get what I know you came here
for. Time seemed frozen for Cory
in those next few moments. It
seemed an eternity as the material slid down her naked ass. She could feel
herself being
“No! Please don’t do
this!..Not like this…” Cory replied.
but before she could say anything else Andrew entered
her. Cory felt the thick, engorged
head of his dick part her lips, and then he shoved, and it was in her. A
hiss of breath escaped her lips as Cory gasped at the violation as she felt
him pressing against the very back of her on that first
thrust. Then Andrew grabbed her
hair and pulled back slightly.
"Stop.
Noooo" Cory squealed, but trailed off into a squeak as Andrew rammed
his cock into her again. Cory
grunted as he pulled back for another thrust, and said, "Stop, I don’t
want this!" Andrew continued, and Cory felt him reaching around to grab her
breasts to steady himself. Before
now, Cory never even suspected that penises existed which were too big to
fit in her vagina. But there was no question that there just wasn’t
any more room for him inside her.
"My God! Its....
Its.... too big... can't....
UUUUGHH!!!!" Cory hissed and moaned as Andrew burrowed
his way deeper inside her. With a final, brutal push, he shoved his penis
all the way in, stretching her poor vagina so wide that she was sure it would
tear, and sending a shock down her legs into the tips of her
toes. She could feel it as the
penis slid inside her, and the hips of her rapist pressing up against her
bare rear. For several minutes, Andrew rode Cory in shear ecstasy as he felt
her vagina squeeze and stroke his penis as the humbled officer tried to escape
the inevitable. Cory's heart sank in her chest as she felt her attacker begin
pumping his hips back and forth. "NNOOOO! Not...
Not inside!" she hissed as she tried to push him off with a deep thrust of
her hips. This only excited Andrew more and the boy sank his head back as
the climax built. His panting built in volume which caused Cory to rock faster,
knowing what was to come.
Cory squealed and begged, “Please
don’t. I’m not on the
pill. You’ll get me
pregnant.” But Andrew ignored her
pleas. He rammed in and out of
her like a piston, shoving his prick into her as far as it would go, then
pulling almost all the way back out before ramming in again. Cory heard him
grunting behind her as he took his pleasure, and even felt her body warming
unexpectedly to the penetration. Totally unaware she was establishing a
rhythm. Cory continued to deny
her feelings even as they began to surge through her body. She felt that
he was forcing these things to happen and that she had no
choice. Cory could feel
herself getting wetter as he fucked her, until she
wasn't thinking of anything, just
reacting. Her pussy was on
fire. His cock was driving her
rapidly towards a climax. It
was so big and hard and it wouldn't let up.
Forcing her....forcing
her.....pressing, probing...... “OOOOOHHHHHH.....
my
GGGGOOOODDD........!!!" Her climax
hit her like an express train. Her body tensed and jerked against her
bonds. Every fiber of her being
was focused on her cunt. Andrew
hung on to her tits as she bucked and jumped in her
bonds. He felt his cock squeezed
by her pussy. Cory felt him tighten
his grip on her tits.
“Don’t cum inside me.
PLEASE don’t cum inside me.
Pull OUT!” pleaded Cory.
Andrew smiled and squeezed her tits
harder. She heard him groan and
felt him give a final, mighty thrust into her
cunt. With a massive sigh of
relief, the boy pushed his hips in as hard as he could,
discharging his jism deep inside her. Cory responded
with an animalistic scream that was more from shock than from sexual ecstasy.
"How dare YOU!, OHHHH!" she screamed as a second
orgasm hit her. The boy paid
no attention as he slowly continued pumping and making grunting noises as
he kept his prick buried in her as deep as she could take
it. Inside her Cory could feel
the hot jet of semen splashing against her
womb.
Finally he released her tits from his vice like grip
and
withdrew from her, and
let another stream of jism splash on the top of the crack in her
ass. He then gave her butt another
swat and stepped back, putting his wet member back into his pants. Cory just
lay there, stunned, trying to take stock of what had just happened to
her. She took a deep breath and
exhaled, enjoying her body’s relief at not being stretched by that huge
shaft anymore. How could a kid
so young have a dick so big? She thought.
She could feel his cum dribbling out of her cunt and down the side
of her spread legs. Cory breathed
heavily, glad that it was over.
That’s when she heard Andrew say, "She’s all yours,
Glen."
Part III
In a panic, Cory tried to straightened up from being
bent over the bike rack. In her
shock and outrage over what Andrew had been doing to her, she’d forgotten
that Glen was still standing behind her watching the whole
thing. Cory tried to wriggle
away, but Glen pressed her hips back down onto the bike
rack. He then grabbed her ass
hard with both hands and began massaging her buttocks like he was playing
with two big balloons. Her butt
soared up, then around then from side to side as she tried to shake her molester
off in vain. His hands slid over
her bare cheeks, down her bare thighs, around the front of her legs to tease
her clitoris and back around to her ass. As he groped her, Cory could feel
him undoing his fly behind her. The
young boy unzipped his pants and pulled out his hardened erection. His size
was not as threatening as Andrew’s, but he did what he could to get
it harder by stroking it with one hand.
All she could do was sway and shift her hips about and wriggle around
desperately. Grabbing her by the hips with one hand, the boy brought his
erection closer, stroking it with his other hand as he moved it into position.
"OH MY GOD! NOOO!" screamed Cory as she felt the
rounded head of a new penis touch her bare lips. Her hips went wild and Glen
had to shift his hips with hers to keep up.
Matching her twists, he finally
found his target and pushed his penis inside.
"AAAAAGHHGG!!!" Cory screamed. The penis was not
as painful as the previous one, but the thought of someone penetrating her
against her will again sent her into a flurry of desperate
panic.
"Oh, no. No. No!" Cory said,
squirming.
"Heeelp! RAPE!"
Cory screamed at the top of her lungs for the first
time. But if the neighbors could
hear anything from the park, they had learned by now to do their best to
ignore all noises from the park after dark.
"Oh, yeah, baby," Glen said in reply, and spanked each of her ass cheeks.
Without another word to her, Glen shoved his prick deep into her wet hole,
and began to fuck her. Andrew
spotted Cory’s shoes that Steph had discarded
earlier. He pulled her socks
out of them and walked around to Cory’s head at the front of the bike
rack.
“This will keep her quiet,” Andrew said and grabbed her under her
chin in his left hand, lifting her face up to meet his
gaze. Then he squeezed his thumb
and fingers, forcing her jaw open.
With his right hand he stuffed her sock deep into her mouth, gagging
her. He then pulled one of her
shoelaces free from the shoe and tied it around her mouth and behind her
head, securing the sock in her mouth.
The gagged Cory looked up at Andrew and Andrew slapped her across
the cheek again.
Cory couldn’t believe what was happening to
her. Stripped naked and then
fucked by two teen-aged kids. How
could it get any worse she
thought.
Then suddenly Glen pulled out of her dripping wet
pussy. She looked up to see what
was going on.
“Dammed it Andrew, this bitch is so loose now I can’t feel
anything,” said Glen.
“Try her ass,” replied Andrew.
Cory’s eyes bulged open.
She shook her head as Glen put his hands on her sticky ass cheeks,
and spread them apart. Glen began to shove the head of his cock into her
asshole. The pain was immediate – Cory felt that tight opening being
stretched out to accommodate the meat, and it was like a wave of heat flashing
over her body. She flinched, and tried to squirm away, but the handcuffs
and tape held fast. She tried
to cry out, to beg him not to fuck her that way, but the sock gag made it
impossible. Cory could only moan
as Glen’s shaft opened her ass and slid into
it.
Cory seemed to
feel every excruciating inch as it penetrated her slowly at
first. The previous discomfort of Andrew’s wide cock in her cunt was
nothing compared to this. Cory
was seeing stars in front of her eyes, both from the difficulty of breathing
through the gag and from the pain in her
ass. Glen watched as his dick
slowly disappeared up inside her ass. The crinkly looking, brown and pink
colored skin of her asshole, tightly wrapped his dick with
it's warmth, as he sank it further into her. As
Glen got the head of his dick about one inch inside her, he stopped, and
slowly started to pull it back out.
Cory hoped that he had changed his mind about violating her in this
way. Then he
thrusted forward, burying his dick all the way in her
ass. Cory screamed into
her sock gag at the violation.
Again and again Glen rammed into her ass while listening to Cory’s
muffled screams. Cory winced as the he rammed it deep into her, and for the
first time Cory felt his balls slapping against her cunt. He was hilted in
her. “They are going to
fuck me all night long!” Cory
thought. And as she was thinking
this, she felt Glen’s dick begin to quiver and shake. Deep inside her,
Cory knew he was blasting loose a volley of sperm. But he was too far into
her for her to really even to feel it.
He just quivered and shook for
a moment, while Cory helplessly wondered what they would do to her
next. Cory moaned at the unpleasant
feeling as Glen yanked it out of her, but Cory was just glad it was
over.
Glen stepped back slightly, and spanked her ass
again. “Well you aren’t
a very good cop,.. but
you are a great fuck!” he teased her and spanked the other
cheek. “You want to try
out her ass?” Glen said to Andrew who was now leaning against the bike
rack on the side of
Cory’s tussled brown hair with a small video camera in
his hand.
“Oh, I don’t know,” said Andrew.
“Did Glen loosen your ass
up enough for this?” and he held his growing erection up to Cory’s
face. Cory
furrowed
her eyebrows, looked up at Andrew, and let out an involuntary
little sob at the thought of taking Andrew’s monster cock in her now
sore ass. Tears ran down her
cheeks. Not tears of pain, but
tears of sadness and humiliation as she slowly shook her head
“no”.
“Well I’ll give you a choice then,
slut. Either you can act like
a nice little whore, and suck my dick, or I can fuck you in the ass.
And when I’m done, we’ll
see if our little video doesn’t make it onto the
internet. How does that
sound?”
Cory let out a little sob.
“So do you want to suck it?” Glen
asked. Cory just lowered her
head. “Guess you’ll
be taking it in the ass then.”
Cory’s head shot up as she tried to speak through her sock still
in her mouth. “Going to
make like a human vacuum then, huh?
Okay.” Glen released
Cory’s gag and removed the
sock.
“Wait,… please,” stuttered
Cory. “You’ve already
had me. Can’t you just let
me go?”
“Sure, after you do what I want you to
do.” She knew what he wanted
and was determined not to give in.
She clamped her lips together.
Andrew sighed and got a stern, angry look on his face. With his left hand
he took hold of her hair and pulled her as upright as her bonds would allow.
This presented her breasts to him. Which he immediately
began to spank. First one then the other.
SMACK! WHACK! SLAP! SPANK! Blow after blow fell on her magnificent
breasts.
Cory screamed and shrieked in agony. But Andrew ignored her and brutally
kept on smacking her tits. SWAT! SPANK! SPANK! SMACK!
SWAT!
When the spank count reached around thirty or so, Andrew saw that Cory, with
tears of humiliation filling her beautiful brown
eyes, had opened her mouth, not in a scream this
time, but in a silent oval.
"Apologize for being a bad girl, Andrew said.
“I-I'm sorry for being a bad girl, I promise to be good and obey,"
Cory’s cried as she spoke.
Andrew let her settle back into her bonds but he kept her head up
with a firm grip on her hair. He
then took hold of his erect cock and once more presented it to her
mouth. Rubbing the head of his
dick on the tip of her nose "Beg for it," he
said. Cory gasped as she felt
Glen moving back into position behind her, and whimpered out,
"What?”
"My friend ‘borrowed’ a few of his granddad’s Viagra
pills. We can do this all night
if you want. Now one of us is
going to fuck you in the ass while you suck one of our
dicks. If you want this dick
in your mouth and not your ass, you have to beg for
it. Otherwise you’re going
want a pacifier to suck on while I use your ass," Andrew said, indicating
his cock by poking her lightly in the eye with
it.
Please, "Cory panted. "Let me AAaaahhh..." she trailed
off as she felt Glen re-insert his penis into her sore
rear.
"Let you what?"
"Let me suck it."
"You’ll have to do better than that to earn
it."
"Please, "Cory squeezed out, wincing as Glen thrust into her again, causing
her toes to curl. "Let me suck your
dick."
He slapped her on the cheek with the erect length of it. "Come on, whore!
Beg for it!"
Her tear filled eyes watched his cock as it moved towards her. It looked
huge. Suddenly Glen shifted his
angle, stretching her ass in painful new
way. Frustrated, and in pain
from the reaming her ass was getting, Cory screamed out, "GOD DAMN IT, LET
ME SUCK YOUR COCK! PUT IT IN MY MOU . . ." It was past her teeth before Cory
could finish the last word. Slowly,
Cory opened her mouth wider to accommodate his size. Andrew’s penis
went deep inside. Cory’s lips stretched around his manhood.
She wasn't sure if he'd fit.
Her teeth scrapped against his flesh. She didn't know what to do with her
tongue. She kept it flat against the floor of her mouth, but when he pushed
his cock in further and touched the back of her
throat, her tongue automatically came up and pressed
itself against him. She discovered that his dick had a tangy taste which
made her salivate and swallow. When she did her mouth,
which was now full of his cock, compressed around him, squeezing
him. Andrew was in heaven.
He left his cock fully in her
mouth for awhile so she could get used to it.
He also wanted to admire the
sight of his prick inside the mouth of the beaten police
officer. After a few more moments
he pulled back with his hips. Cory thought he was through. However, when
his cockhead reached her teeth he pushed himself back in again.
He set up a rhythm of moving
his cock in and out of her mouth.
Cory nearly choked at first on her own spit as she tried to keep up.
In time though she began to get the rhythm and all went smoothly.
She realized that in order to
keep from choking she would have to swallow her spit as it formed. This was
best accomplished when he was withdrawing his dick.
She made a sucking motion when
he pulled back and swallowed just before he pushed back in.
Her mouth made more saliva when
he pushed back in. Thus the cycle
kept repeating itself. Andrew
was delighted for Cory had taught herself how to
suck him off. He fucked her face for a long while. Cory’s jaw began
to ache from the stretching it was getting.
She was thoroughly humiliated
and just wished it would end soon.
All too soon to suit him Andrew felt a stirring in his balls and knew
that it wouldn't be long. He quickened his pace. Cory struggled to keep up.
Her efforts only inflamed his lust more. He groaned and gave a hard thrust
and pressed her face hard into his crotch. Then with a cry of animal passion
he came into her mouth. Cory
nearly gagged as his stream of jiz flooded her mouth and throat.
For a while, she was forced to
swallow his hot sticky cum, in huge
gulps. Finally, he pulled his
schlong free, dripping with Cory’s
saliva. As he pulled his penis
back, he let it spray the rest of its discharge into her
face. The
cum slowly poured over her bangs, lips and
cheeks. When he did, her mind
immediately snapped back to the abuse of her
ass. Cory winced as Glen again
rammed it deep into her butt. After
a few moments Andrew’s stream of cum stopped and his cock began to
deflate. Cory moaned in pleasure
and pain and raised her mouth forward to Andrew’s penis, looking for
anything to distract her from the abuse of her
ass. Andrew reinserted his dick
in her mouth and let her clean it.
Just then Cory winced as Glen gave a final, powerful thrust deep into
her bowels, and blew his load. Cory
continued to move her tongue around, trying to clean the last of his sperm
from her mouth as well. Finally
Andrew and Glen both pulled out and stepped back. They looked down at
Cory. Her naked body glistening
with sweat from her exertions and covered with cum, her head hung in defeat
and shame. She looked magnificent.
The boys smiled and high-fived above
her. Andrew patted her
on the head and said nice work slut.
Glen spanked Cory’s ass one last time, hard enough to leave a
red hand print on her butt cheek.
Then he took a black magic marker out of his back pack and wrote in
bold letters, “I AM A WHORE” on her
ass. And the two boys turned
to leave the park.
“Wait, you can’t just leave me here,” said Cory.
The boys stopped and then turned around.
“If you try and report this everyone will know that you were
beaten by a couple of kids.”
“I know.” Cory said.
“Tell you what. We’ll
let you go. But from now on you
better leave us alone or you know how it will
end.”
“Okay,” sobbed Cory.
“I won’t tell anybody.
Just please don’t leave me here.”
Andrew walked around and unfastened her handcuffs using her spare key from
her other sock and Glen undid the tape off her
ankles. Cory stood up and massaged
her sore wrists for a second before bending down to pull up her
shorts.
“No, no, no officer,” Glen scolded and pushed her backwards onto
the sand. Cory tried to step
back but stumbled on the shorts that were now around her ankles, and fell
flat on her back. Then before
the humbled officer could respond, Glen yanked her shorts off her
feet. “I think we’ll
keep these as a souvenir,” he chuckled and placed her shorts in his
backpack.
Cory looked up at the two boys who had beaten her with tears in her
eyes. She could feel the rough
sand against her still tender vagina and
rear. “Please don’t
make me walk home naked,” she
begged.
“Okay. Here,” Andrew
tossed Cory her shoes, with the laces removed from both of
them. “Have a nice
night. And I’d hurry if
I were you. People in this
neighborhood wake up early, and you’ve got
a long walk ahead of you.”
Cory lowered her head, and put on her shoes, and then started past the boys
towards the park exit. Since
she no longer had the key to her bike lock she’d have to get her spare
from home. As she walked past
them Andrew spanked her ass again and the boys laughed.
Keep laughing she thought to herself.
I’ll be back.
The End