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Originally Posted by Ambush-predator

I searched and found an excellent story, "The Long Legs of the Law" by Doghead_2000, but it doesn't seem to form part of any site or forum. I was able to print it off but not copy and paste.

It was a typical warm summers evening around the area of London's Albert Docks, with the heat of the day's sun still radiating from the roads and buildings adding to the warm evening breeze. Katie and Susan were patrolling the area on foot, checking that the various offices and warehouses were safe and securely locked up for the night, and generally keeping their eyes out for anything out of the usual.

They were patrolling as a pair, in line with the Metropolitan Police's policy about not allowing female officers to patrol alone after dark for their own safety. Both were wearing the usual modern day uniforms for women police officers consisting of a battledress style tunic top with trousers and an equipment belt, the days of women officers wearing skirts were long gone, except for use with their dress uniforms on formal occasions. They had started their duty at eight this evening, and it was now nearly half past ten. Except for a break later back at the police station they would be on patrol until six-tomorrow morning.

Sergeant Susan Walker was aged twenty-nine and had been a policewoman since she left the Police College at Hendon seven years previously. It had taken her six years to prove herself and gain the three chevron stripes that now embellished the sleeves of her tunic jacket. To get ahead so quickly, she had had to forgo the usual social life of a young woman, putting her job before boyfriends, socialising and marriage. She lived alone in her own house and her life revolved completely around her chosen profession.

Constable Katie (Katherine) Bell was aged twenty-three and had only left the police college a year ago. This was her first posting at a station, and the first time that she had lived away from home in London. She shared a flat with two other young policewomen at one of the forces police houses for un-married officers. Before joining the police she had lived with her parents in their large house in Warwickshire. She was the product of an upper-class family, a convent education and finishing school, and a graduate from Cambridge University. She had owned her own horse and had been a regular competitor at Gymkhanas and Horse-shows. She surprised all her family when she had announced that she was going to give up her social position to join the police force.

The patrol so far had gone without incident, being a Tuesday night the streets were pretty quiet with very few people around, so the girls had chatted as they had walked along while they carried out their duties. Later things might liven up a bit, when the pubs in the area start closing and chucking their customers out. Even their radios had been quiet this evening, only sounding off when the station checked on them, once in every hour.

They were walking down a narrow road with lock-up garages and storage units on each side of the road when they heard some noises coming from down one of the narrow side alleyways. The whole area was badly lit, with some very weak old-fashioned streetlights, their illumination hardly making any inroads into the alleyway. However there was the reflection of some light further down towards the back of the alleyway from some other source.

The two policewomen cautiously started to make their way down the alley to investigate. They didn't call anything in to the station on the radio, because if it turned out to be nothing, it would make them look silly, something the male officers would not let them forget for months. However as they moved down the alleyway, both girls held onto their radio sets ready to call in if necessary.

As they neared the end of the alleyway, where it branched out in a couple of different directions, they heard a strange intermittent hissing sound. They turned the corner in the direction of the sound, one hand on their radios and one hand on the truncheons in their belts.

They came across the large wall at the back of a warehouse. Two boys, not much older than sixteen were using cans of various colour spray paints to paint mural graffiti all across the face of the brickwork. The two girls relaxed a bit and let go of their truncheons and radios, these two young lads posed no real threat to the girls with their police training.

They walked over closer to the boys before making their presence known to them. Susan spoke out, and asked the boys what they thought they were doing. The lads spun round and dropped the cans that they were holding on the ground at her words. They stared at the two officers with guilty looks on their faces, but kept quiet. Susan started to lecture them about vandalism, damage to property, being out this late at night on their own and anything else she could think of. Although the boys were breaking the law, their actions were so common-place that it was not worth the trouble of arresting them, besides due to their ages, they would probably be let off with a caution back at the station anyway. Susan was satisfied to send the boys off home with a flea in their ears.

The girls were so engrossed with laying the law down for the boys, that they failed to notice movements in the shadows behind them in the alley slowly getting closer and closer.

Suddenly the girls both found themselves sprawled out on the ground with a number of bodies on their backs. Nine youths, aged between fifteen and eighteen had leapt out of the shadows and onto their backs, knocking them to the ground. The girls taken completely by surprise, had the wind knocked out of them, their hands had been seized so that they could not reach the radios to call for assistance.

Roaming hands removed their utility belts, taking all the girl's equipment with them, including their radios, handcuffs and truncheons. Old dirty rags were forced into the girl's mouths to stop them shouting out, and then a couple of old Hessian flower sacks, that were lying around in the alley, were placed over their heads to act as makeshift blindfolds.

Young Katie felt hands groping at the waist of her trousers and then they were suddenly dragged down her legs to her ankles. Someone gave the cheeks of her arse a whopping great smack with the flat of their hand, which made her eyes smart inside the Hessian sack. Then she felt her panties and tights also being dragged down her legs to expose her naked arse to her attackers. Again the flat of a hand smacked down, this time on the cheeks of her bare arse, she would have screamed out at the sharp stinging pain in her rear if it wasn't for the dirty rags in her mouth.

Other hands were also removing Susan's trousers and underwear, hands roaming over the naked contours of her butt cheeks and thighs at will, pinching and kneading the shapely tender flesh now exposed. Fingers parted her cheeks and probed her anus, and then delved down below to check out the lips of her pussy between her closed legs.

After the boys had satisfied themselves by having a good look and grope of the women's derrieres, a couple of old forty-five gallon oil drums were rolled over from a rubbish area near a skip. String and nylon packing case bands were also produced from amongst the alley debris. The two police officers were carried over to the barrels, and each of them was laid backwards over a barrel with her back arched over its curved side. The girl's trousers and tights were completely removed from their legs, and then their wrists and ankles were secured using the string and the nylon bands. The latter had been passed under the barrel at each end so that the string around their limbs could be attached.

When the boys were finished the women were naked from the waist down and spread-eagled backwards over the barrels with their legs and arms spread out wide. The boys surrounded young Katie and one of the older boys undid her tunic coat and opened it up wide. He next took hold of her uniform shirt and ripped it open so that some of the buttons tore off, again he opened the material wide and let it drop down along her sides. Underneath she was wearing a lacy black bra that only just covered her generously proportioned breasts, which were straining the material even more due to the way her back was being arched.

The boy took hold of the material at her cleavage and gave a sudden powerful upward yank, the bra's flimsy material immediately gave up the effort of resisting him and came away in his hand. Then he stood back so that all the boys could feast their eyes on the girl's charms. Some of the younger boys were completely goggle-eyed at the sight before them, as they had never seen a naked female before, except in the case of some who had seen the pictures in elicit adult magazines.

Yet here in front of them was a real naked defenceless woman, her head covered, but her large breasts exposed with the round pointed nipples pointing upwards. Flat smooth skin covered her rib cage and stomach, which led down to a small trimmed tuft of curly blond hair just above the junction of her legs. Her long shapely legs themselves spread out in front of them. In the valley created by her parted upper thighs were the pink fleshy lips of her trimmed pussy.

While the younger boys stared at the girls usually hidden charms, moving as close as possiable and reaching out tentatively with their fingers to touch a woman's sex for the first time, the older lad moved over to the barrel where Susan had been bound. Again he undid the tunic and shirt of the woman. However the sergeant's bra was a plainer white affair, one of those trainer bras that had the thick band of material that ran around the body underneath the cups. He had to reach behind her back and unhook the clasps before he could pull it away from her body by tearing the shoulder straps. The extra effort was worth it though, as her breasts were even larger than the first girls, big round solid mounds of female flesh, with massive swollen nipples at their centres. Although older, the woman's body was firm and athletic. Between her legs she had a thick mound of curly dark brown hair that continued down between her legs and around the lips of her pussy.

The younger boys came over to the older woman to get a good look at her naked charms as well. While prodding her body with their fingers and getting themselves a good feel, the boys started laughing and making crude jokes about the women's bodies, making comparisons between them and stating what they wanted to do with them. None of the boys were able to disguise the growing bulges appearing inside their trousers, even the youngest of them.

The oldest lad, a young West Indian who had just turned eighteen, was the first to drop his trousers to his knees. He had chosen Katie as his first victim. Standing between her legs, he dropped his pants and then lowered his underpants down to his thighs. The younger members of the gang watched with fascination as the youth's big black cock sprang out into his hand, erect, hard and ready for action. He shuffled forward and guided the head of his cock towards the blond girls pussy.

While the others watched, he suddenly jerked his hips forward, spearing the girl's cunt with his cock and impaling her sex as far as he could on the end of his young manhood. His face broke out into a smile and he turned to the others and said, "Man, that feels good, real good. She's one real tight white bitch." Then turning his attention back to the girl, he started to pump his cock in and out of her pussy with long slow strokes. While he fucked her cunt, he reached forward and took hold of her breasts with the palms of his big hands and started to knead the mounds of mammary flesh, squeezing hard and massaging them. As he felt the build up of an approaching orgasm in his loins, he started to pump his cock in and out of her body a faster and faster, while at the same time digging his fingers into her breasts and using them as handles to pull himself even deeper into her cunt on each plunging forward stroke.

The friction of his cock on the walls of the girl's virgina was bringing the big West Indian to the point of no return. Suddenly he stiffened and grabbed hold of her hips to hold himself deep inside her, as his cock twitched and deposited his sticky seed inside her cunt. The lads watching the rape cheered as he emptied his sperm sacks inside the bound policewoman's ravaged pussy until he withdrew his deflating cock.

One of the other boy's took his place immediately and plunged his personal meat prong into Katie's cunt and started to fuck her hole. Another one of the older boys dropped his pants between Sergeant Susan's legs, and then he rammed his erect cock up into the older woman's cunt and also started to fuck the police. For years they had been saying, "Fuck the police, or Sod the police." Now finally at last, that's just what they were doing for real, and it was bloody great.

One after the other all the boys fucked one of the policewomen. Some of the youngest ones with their first woman didn't last very long at all, shooting their loads into the girls pussies almost immediately that they had put their cocks up the girls cunts. Still some of the older, more experienced, ones made up for it by raping both of the women, taking their time and savouring the experiences.

When the gang were more or less finished raping the girls cunts, and they were just waiting for the last lad to finish ploughing into Susan, one of the younger boys was playing around with the girl's equipment belt. While he was messing about with one of their pairs of handcuffs he had an idea. He took the cuffs over to one of the older lads and explained. The older lad burst out laughing and slapped the lad on the back.

The older boy approached young Katie with the set of handcuffs; with one hand he grabbed hold of her large right breast and gave it a squeeze. Then he called another lad over to use both hands to squash the base of her breast together, making it as narrow as possiable where it met her chest. Opening one side of the cuffs he placed the two halves around the squeezed and distorted breast and forced the cuffs to close. The top of the breast and nipple were now swelling up like a balloon due to the breasts blood circulation being restricted by the narrow opening of the cuff. The boy then instructed the other breast to be squeezed so that he could apply the other side of the cuffs to that one. When they had finished both breasts were handcuffed and her tits were standing out swollen in front of her body.

The last lad had finished with Susan by this time so the second sets of handcuffs were attached to her even larger breasts. It was a lot harder to squeeze her breasts enough to get the law's metal bracelets to lock together around the base of her breasts, but the results were worth it as her tits stood out in front of her like a couple of soccer balls. After admiring their handiwork for a couple of minutes the gang started to yank on the small chains between the girls tits, painfully stretching their breasts even more. The girl's swollen breasts were slapped around and poked; their nipples were squeezed and twisted. If it wasn't for the dirty rags stuffed into the police officers mouths they would have been screaming their heads off at the agonising pain that the boys were causing them. This treatment went on until some of the gang were ready to once again fuck the girls.

One at a time, starting with Katie, the females were released and turned over to lie on their stomachs on top of the barrels; the string and bands were again used to tie them up as before, but with their arses now in the air. Their tunics and shirts were thrown up over their heads to leave them naked from shoulders to ankles. The young boys wasted no time in surrounding the girls to get a better look at their naked rear ends. They started to probe the girls with their fingers, spreading their cheeks to inspect the small butt holes. Some of the boys took great delight in spanking the girls arses with the palms of their hands, the blows getting harder and harder until the girls arses started to glow bright red.

Again it was the eldest boy who got the party going again, he stepped behind Susan and started to push his index finger into her anus up to the second knuckle. Once it was inside her, he started to wiggle it around and stretch the tight opening of her anus; he spat on his hand and worked the spittle into her hole to help lubricate it while he worked a second finger into the opening beside the first. When he was satisfied he dropped his trousers to release his already erect penis. Guiding the swollen head against her now partially stretched rectum he pushed forward. At first he could not force the massive head of his cock passed the sphincter muscles surrounding the hole, but then it gave and he was able to get the head inside the opening. Her anus was tight, very tight, even though he had opened her up a bit with his fingers.

Very slowly, savouring every tiny bit of movement in that tight sheaf, he pushed himself forwards into her rear passage. Finally his huge black cock was buried up in her arse so far, that his scrotum was resting against her already abused pussy lips below, the head of his cock was pressing deep into the girl's bowels. Slowly he started to pull himself out of her until only his cock's head was still in side her anus. Then he reversed direction and pushed himself back into her. Again and again he moved in and out of her, increasing his speed all the time as the tight passageway adjusted to his massive girth. Then he was fucking her arse with abandon, seeking his sexual release inside her butt.

One of the other boys had also mounted Katie's arse with his own engorged cock, he was pounding into her with all his strength, seeking his own eruption in her tight rectum, riding her bareback like a stallion on a mare. Neither of the girls had ever had anal sex before and both were screaming out silently into their enforced gags at the depraved attack of their most private parts, the pain that they both suffered, especially in the initial impalement of their anuses was excruciating. However all the boy's could hear was the occasional "Umph" from inside the sacks covering the girl's heads, and these sounds only spurred the boys on even more.

Each of the boy's sodomising the girl's arses were immediately replaced as soon as they had shot their cum up inside the females bowels. The younger ones eager to bury their cocks once more into female flesh and savour the delights of their rear entrances this time, all their fears and concerns now vanished after enjoying their first real fuck earlier.

By the time that the last of the boy's had satisfied their sexual urges and deposited their seed inside the police officers to join that of the rest of the gang, it was getting late. The older lads still wanted to leave their mark on the girls before they left though. They picked up the spray paint cans that had been dropped earlier and approached the two girls. Taking great care, and with deliberate strokes, the boys started to paint the girls bodies in a multitude of colours. The girl's backs, legs and buttocks, a canvas for the boys own special form of graffiti art, by the time that they had finished hardly any sign of white naked flesh could be still seen on the girls.

They were about to leave, leaving the girls where they were, bound across the barrels, when the lad who had been playing with their utility belts earlier came up with another idea. The gang burst into laughter at the suggestion and retrieved the two girls truncheons from their belts. One by one the thick ends of the weapons were inserted into the girls arses. Katie was first, the thick truncheon used as a big dildo and pushed into the sticky hole that was her rectum until only the handle and leather wrist strap was sticking out of her rear.

The second weapon was then pushed up into Susan's arse in the same manner. By the time the boy's did turn to walk out of the alley, the two police officers looked like a couple of painted ponies out of a children's book, their little tails sticking up in the air for all to see.

After the gang had departed, the girls were left in the silence of the alleyway. Each of them silently cursing and crying at the way they had been trapped and violently abused. Their bodies were sore and tender from the treatment that they had received. Both knew that their ordeal was not yet over. By now the station would have been alerted to their disappearance, and search parties would have been sent out to find them. They knew that when they were found in this embarrassing predicament, they would be the laughing stock of the force for years to come. Word would travel around the Metropolitan area like wildfire. Every single male officer would be sniggering behind their backs, either about how they were found or about how useless female officers were in general. Although the police would pull out every stop to trace the villains and punish them, it would not prevent all the smutty talk behind their backs.

The girls were lost in their own thoughts for about an hour before they thought they heard footsteps approaching them. Suddenly the two truncheons were pulled out of the girl's rectums with a loud squelching sound. However their bonds were not released. Instead they sensed the approach of someone between their legs. The next thing that they felt was an erect penis being rammed up into each of their cunts as someone else started to rape their defenceless pussies. There was no sound except for heavy breathing, as the invading cocks pounded their cunts. They felt the cocks reach orgasm and explode, but no cum was fired into their wombs to join that of the gangs sperm. The two penises were wearing rubber contraceptives. When the two cocks were withdrawn, the truncheons were again painfully shoved back into their arses, before they heard the footsteps disappear down the alleyway again.

Over the next couple of hours they were approached and either raped or sodomised about four more times in the same way, each time the truncheons were removed and replaced in their arses before who ever the culprits were had walked away. Each time condoms had been used so that no trace of seed was left inside the girl's bodies.

Finally at about five in the morning a woman police officer and her male colleague found them. An ambulance was called and they were released from the barrels. While they were taken to the hospital wrapped in blankets, the detectives started to check the scene and begin their investigations. They couldn't understand why it had took so long to find the girls, because the area had been flooded with officers since midnight when the station lost contact with them. Still some of these narrow alleyways were difficult to spot during the dark.

However, back at the station later, more than a few of the male officers had used the locker room showers before going home to their families. Some of them even had to wash off paint stains from their underpants before they left, for some strange reason.