Your shoulders slump and you submit to her authority, climbing dejectedly into the back of the car. You know it's not a good sign when you hear her climbing in after you. She closes the door, locking you in with her. She looks at you and smiles, spreading her legs towards you. You swallow nervously, and turn your head away. She can eat you, but she can't make you cheat on your wife. You hear her unzip her pants, a bead of sweat trickling from your forehead. Please just eat me... you pray internally, closing your eyes. Nothing weird... nothing nasty...
"Look here," the officer commands. You keep still, refusing her command. She grips you by your chin, forcing your head to face her. "You don't have to die, you know. Do what I say and you can make it through this. If you don't... I will destroy you, and I don't just mean kill you. You will experience humiliation, debasement, torture.... you will know hell by the time I finally grant you the death you'll be begging for...now look at me."
Your heart thumps in your chest, as you hear the truth in her words, the promise. You open your eyes, meeting hers, which stare back with profound lust and disdain, a faint smirk playing on her lips. She takes one of your hands and guides it down between her thighs. You shudder and close your eyes, recoiling before she can make you touch her, but she gives you a sharp slap across the cheek, and you give in, letting her take control. Tears well up in your eyes. You've never touched a woman other than Dana, never wanted to. Even though you’re being forced, utterly against your will, you feel crippling shame as your hand presses into her crotch.
That shame is temporarily displaced by confusion as you feel something in her pants, something hard, cylindrical, and growing. You frown and glance up at her. She’s biting her lip and smiling, her eyes half closed, and she lets out a moan. Revulsion creeps over you as you realize what it is beneath your fingers. You look back down, and sure enough, you can see the head of her penis pushing out of her shorts. You jerk your hand away with a gasp, and she chuckles.
“Heh heh... what’s wrong, little guy?” She taunts, grabbing your head with one hand and unbuckling her shorts with the other. She lifts her hips for a moment to tug down her pants and panties, revealing a huge dick, with massive, sweaty balls. She pulls your head down closer as you struggle in vain, and rubs her shaft along your cheek with a grunt. “Say ahhh...” she coos, pressing her tip against your lips. You mash your mouth shut, jerking your head from side to side in desperate protest. No way are you letting that filthy thing inside your mouth! The officer just giggles and shoves your head down, splitting your lips apart and jamming her cock down your throat. You gag, eyes wide as it fills your mouth, it’s girth stretching your mouth to its limit. She groans, arching her back and using both hands to bob your head up and down, her meaty member sliding back and forth in your mouth. You let out a choked moan, tears on your cheeks as she violates you, a faint, tart taste in your mouth. Her legs slide up and down beside you in pleasure, and her breath comes hard and heavy. “Oh, yyyyeah... suck it, fucker... god, you got a nice mouth.... mmmmm! You’re my new cock ring for sure!”
She continues for several minutes, ramming your head down on her rod over and over until your entire head aches and throbs. The smelly of her sweaty musk fills your nostrils, her nuts jiggling just beneath you. Finally, her ugly dick starts to pulse, throbbing madly. You cringe as you await the load, the officer gasping and grunting like an animal. With an explosion of salty, creamy cum, she climaxes, filling your cheeks with her sperm. She lets out s growling sigh as she dumps her cum in you, leaving her relaxing penis wedged in your mouth. You are forced to swallow the hot, thick sperm, gulping with great effort. Only then does she let her penis pop free, smirking down at you.
“Hope you enjoyed that, punk, because it won’t be the last time. Now sit tight, and be grateful I won’t be spurting you up anyone’s bum... yet.” She leaves you dazed and frightened and walks around to the drivers seat. You sit quietly while she drives you away to the jail, collecting yourself bit by bit.
“That’s a good boy, so nice and quiet,” she jeers, winking at you from the front seat. You avoid her eyes, feeling sick. You’ve spent a life time being treated like meat, like food, afraid of being devoured at any time, but you’ve never felt this demeaned.
The ride isn’t long, and soon you’re being booked, stripped, and thrown in a cell in nothing but your undies. “What’s the charge, Officer Brown?” The desk cop asks.
“Just pick something,” she answers with a smirk and a wave. She locks you into your cell, giving you a menacing glance over the top of her sunglasses. “I’ll be back to check on you later,” she promises, then leaves you on your own.
You slump onto the hard cot, exhausted and frightened. You honestly hadn’t expected to survive the trip back to jail, so you take a moment to ponder your strategy.
Dana will look for you, if she isn’t already. You just have to survive long enough for her to find you here.
