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Default The cops by mad gerald.

THE COPS BY MAD GERALD. For clairecocked - ENJOY

The contents of this story is of sexual nature and does involve blackmail, and non-consensual sex.

ANYONE WHO MAY BE OFFENDED BY THIS STUFF PLEASE DO NOT READ. YOU WERE WARNED OK!

All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to anyone either alive or dead is purely coincidental.

This story is intended for ADULTS only.

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FANTASY IS FANTASY! RAPE IS REAL AND HURTS PEOPLE AND DESTROYS LIVES KEEP THAT STRAIGHT IN YOUR HEAD!!

The North of England a Police Station . .

Mel was given the Skipton estate to patrol on her own. Manning shortages
the sarge had said she didn't want to do it.

"Oh Sarge why me?"

"Because it's your turn Mel"

"Look it would be better if the one of the other guys did it"

"What's the matter scared?"

"NO! I just don't want to go, one of you should do it yeah!"

"Well it's your turn so shut it and get out there yeah!"

Mel was plump, big 38DD tits, blonde streaky hair, 5'6" tall, She had a
good reason not to go she remembered last week. Her run in with Joey Sykes
and his gang outside the 'Paki shop' as they called it. She had warned them
off terrorizing poor Mr and Mrs Amal. She had stood her ground in front of
six or seven of his gang. All of them between 14 and 18. They stood in a
loose semi circle hurling abuse in front of her.

"What's it got to do with you fat sow!"

"Yeah! fuck off you fat sow!"

"Pigs out, pigs out! pigs out! PIGS TIT'S OUT!"

That was it she lost her temper and drew her night stick.

"Right GET OUT OF HERE YOU LOOSERS!" she yelled

"Or what? you gonna show us how you fuck yourself with that?"

She grabbed her radio "Station, Station, STATION AMAL SHOP OFFICER IN NEED OF ASSISTANCE! require backup immeadiate!"

They started to back off, Joey pointed at her viciously.

"You show your fuckin' face here again bitch! We'll fuck every hole you
got! every hole!"

then he ran off, she recalled one of them had a radio scanner. He had
grinned and and fiddled with it as she had called for assistance.

She mentioned it the Sarge later but he just shrugged. All she could
remember was Joey's viciously snarling face as he stabbed at her face with his finger.

They left the briefing room she chased after Paul one of the other coppers.

"Paul, Paul swap duties with us will you?"

"No c'mon Mel I know it's shit but we all have to do it"

"Go on please!"

"Fuckin' hell No for the last time, I got enough shit last time, and you
didn't do any of that stuff you said"

"I'M sorry paul, I will this time I promise"

"Unlucky! I fall for it once not twice!"

He walked off she grimaced and then went off to get her equipment and
helmet

Forty minutes later the police rapid response vehicle dropped her off on
Prince street and drove off. She looked about straightened her helmet and
pulled down her jacket. She did a radio check to make sure and set off. Her

dock martin shoes slapping against the wet pavement as she strode through
the estate. It was all quiet, 10pm.

Two of Joey's gang watched as her sturdy black stocking clad legs pass on
the other side of the hedge. Mac watched as steve checked the readings on
the scanner, he smiled. "Got it, she ain't getting no bloody backup
tonight" they both grinned.

WPC Slate turned into dean avenue and headed toward the blocks of flats.
gutted houses were on either side of her. Wrecked gardens, shattered
hedges. She felt watched. She looked about the dark streets. Behind her
she thought she saw figures.

She turned, but saw nothing, she shook her head and carried on.
She crossed the street to the road that went behind the Amal's shop.
She heard milk bottles rattle, startled she looked about. In a deserted
doorway across the street she could just make out three lads watching
her.

They grinned at her. She turned back, there were two more across
in another doorway. She kept going. As she entered the road behind
the shop she heard a noise and glanced over her shoulder. Coming
across the street behind her were about ten youths.

She grabbed her hand Mic. "Station? . . Station?" nothing she tried
again, the same just static. She could feel panic rising. She turned and
hurried away down the narrow road. Ahead of her she could just see
more lads coming toward her from the other end. Between her and
them was an alley.

She ran for it, they began to charge at her. She got there just before them. She ran headlong, her heavy frame pounding
down the unfamiliar path. All she could hear behind was their feet hammering after her. She snatched at her nightstick, pulling
it free.

The alley went around to the right, she fled down it, it opened
up into a concrete forecourt surrounded by derelict garages.
Their doors open or missing. There was no way out, she got to the
middle and slid to a halt panting, turning she grabbed at her handset.
Her big chest heaving in her black uniform jacket the buttons gaping
as she held it to her mouth.

"Station? Station!" nothing.

The gang slid to a stop filling the entrance to the forecourt they laughed.

They moved closer, she backed away.

"Station? STATION!" she heard mimicking her.

She looked about it was Joey stood in one of the garage doorways.

"Huh huh huh huh all . . . all of you go home or you'll be in trouble!"

"What's up Piggie can't you speak to all the other Piggies?"

Someone else stepped into the light it was the kid with the scanner, he
smiled.

"Remember what we said would happen?" Joey taunted.

"Fuck you you little Bastard!" She hefted the nightstick.

"Tut tut language officer"

"Switch that off! switch it off!" She screamed at him.

"What before we've had our fun?"

He turned a strip light on, behind him, in the garage, was
an old mattress. She looked horrified and and swept
back around as the gang surged forward.

She hit one hard in the guts, then bringing it up into anothers face,
one body charged her. She managed to deflect him sideways, she
brought her knee up into the groin of another. She swung her nightstick
back round stricking another as she followed through. A lad lunged at it.
He grabbed her arm throwing his body backwards into hers, twisting
her arm. She screamed in numbing pain as he locked her arm.

One leapt up and grabbed her around the neck, as two others charged
her legs. She screamed toppling backwards. The grip around her throat
was throttling her. He supported her head. She howled and bucked
feircly as they dragged her backwards into the garage.

Her strong thick legs kicking and flailing, her skirt riding up to display
her plump pale thighs at the tops of her stockings. With a mighty
heave they threw her on her back on the matress. She grunted winded
as her nightstick was fell from her fingers. A lad on each arm brutaly
forced them up and wide. Pinning them to the concrete.

Two lads on either side grabbed her legs and wrestled them kicking
and straining as she fought to drag them together. They forced and
pulled slowly winning. She snorted and gurgled her throat pinned
down, As she kicked and fought her right shoe came off, slowly
her legs were forced higher and wider, they stopped unable to
overcome her strong legs. She was winning.

Joey lunged forward and kicked her right in the cunt. Her whole
body went rigid in agony, shaking as she let out a howl of animal
outrage as her legs were wrestled wide, bare thighs showing. Her
uniform skirt hanging down over her groin. She strained and
struggled to no avail they held her down as she battled for breath.

Joey knelt between her legs and lifted her skirt to show her fat
cunt held tightly in her white briefs, her vulva bulging against the
material, he produced a knife. Behind him was a sea of juvernile
faces.

WPC Slater's belly was trapped between her suspender belt
and her knicker elastic, making it bulge out. Her white panties
were stretched taut over her cunt bulging buitifully over her
hairy blonde pubis.

Joey lifted the edge of her gusset and sliced through it with
the knife, revealing her plump twat and blonde triangle, her cunt
lips closed below them her strong wide buttocks shook with
tension.

He grinned "Who's first?!" he moved sideways.

There was a scramble to be there and then a spotty youth was
feverishly stroking her vulva apart as he wrenched open his
jeans and pumped his hard cock in his fist. WPC Slater managed
"NOOOOOOO!" as he pushed the head of his cock against
her cunt mouth and thrust it as deep as he could into her dry
twat.

He vicously pumped and rutted up her squirming cunt as they
jeered and egged him on. Her fat thighs straining and quivering
as they struggled to hold them as his thrusts quickly became
hard deep strokes.

"No don't! DON'T COME IN MEEEEEE!!"

With a groan he shot his load deep in her.

He pulled out another replaced him before her cunt lips closed,
she gasped and choked, struggling as they held her down. He
too vicously raped her. Her legs jerking and straining.

He pounded her hard and then pulled out and shuddering he
came all over her belly, shooting great globs of hot semen all
over her belly and black uniform skirt.

Another replaced him holding her hips as he rutted up her
still tight cunt. He battered up into her with desperate vicous
thrusts, she tried to swear and spluttered as he grabbed her
big tits through her uniform and used them as handle to force
deeper into her.

"YEAH TAKE IT YOU FAT SLAG, SLAGGGG!!"

He bellowed as he dumped what felt like a hot flood against
her cervix. WPC Slater gasped and jolted as rammed deep
into her emptying his sack. He clambered off, sperm spilled
out of her gaping piss flaps, running down the inside of her
bum cheeks.

Her leg came free and she kicked and fought with every ounce
of strength she possesed, she kicked a face. One of them
punched her hard in retaliation as her leg was gripped and
forced back under control. A big black lad climbed between
her shuddering thighs and forced his meat up into her slick
cunt. The thick blunt head forced apart her pussy lips and
dragged them in with it as he took his time forcing it all the
way in.

He settled on top of her and grinned at her tortured anguished
face as he pushed it home. He kissed her face giggling as she
glared at him in hatred. He slid in and out slowly, pumping her
jerking body with long strong strokes.

"You like that you fat cow? big black cock in your pig twat. I
haven't wanked for a week so I could fill your belly up with
my black seed" he goaded her.

"Oh please you dirty bastard!"

She squirmed and kicked bucking violently as she tried to
dislodge him. He laughed and rammed her harder. His
big black arse pumping as he sawed in and out. He
rammed her hard and came, she wailed and arched her
back trying to pull away as he made her take it.

Her face was a picture as he jetted his hot insistant jiz into
her hot tight cunt. Her eyes wide mouth twisted in an awful
sulking grimace as she felt every pulse throb up through her
abdomen.

"Oh you feel that cunt? isn't that nice all that sperm in your
piggy cunt!!"

Outside in the dark WPC Natalie Forshaw was creeping down the alley to the garages.

She had heard Mel's initial cry on the radio and rushed over to help. She
got to the forecourt and peered around the wall. she could see all the gang
gathered in the entrance to a garage. inside was harsh white neon light.
Some of them moved and she saw one of Mel's thighs.

White and wide her black stockings gripping her flesh hard as her leg
muscles strained and flexed. One of the lads had his arm wrapped around it
tight. Some more of them shuffled round. She moved to get a better view.
She bit her lip stifling her gasp as she saw Mel held down. Her fat thighs
wide open. A big black lad was laughing and getting up from between them.
She could see Mels cunt wet and open still gaping from his rape, her cunt
lips dribbling sperm, her blonde snatch matted with more.

Natalie was panting she could feel a wave of excitement flood through her.
her hands went to her radio, then released it to slide down the front of
her uniform and draw up her skirt. She slid her fingers over her thigh to
her own panties to gently caress the mound that bulged there. Quickly she
pushed them down and cupped her wet twat, her digits expertly helping her
pouting vulva apart so she could stroke at her semi erect clit. She could
hear the boys chanting.

"tits out! tits out! get the pigs tits out!"

Two of them were wrenching Mels uniform jacket open, she struggled
frantically squirming as the got it open and ripped her taut white blouse
wide. Her tits were secured in a big white bra. Eager fingers grabbed and
squeezed, pulled and twisted them as Joey fought over and between them to
slice the center of it open. Mel squealed loudly as her big white breasts
spilled out. Two heavy globes crowned by rosy pink teats.

Natalie moaned lowly as she watched them. Sinking her long slender fingers
up to the second knuckle of her syrupy minge. They wobbled and pulled Mel's
fat jugs flicking her nipples. Gripping them they tugged them out like
elastic laughing as she pleaded for them not too. Squealing as they snapped
back. Natalie pressed her shoulder to the wall as she went on tip toe, her
fingers full up inside herself as she began to grind the ball of her thumb
to her clit.

In the garage two lads, one from each side grabbed a nipple each dragging
her tits up hard. Jeoy had some insulation tape in his hands. He feverishly
wrapped it around the base of each of her tits as she squirmed gasping in
pain and disbelief. Her tits were now two fat columns crowned with two
bulging pressurized globes of flesh. WPC Slater began to weep, watching in
disbelief as he then lashed the bases together. Joey climbed on her lower
chest, wrenching open his jeans releasing his semi hard cock.

"Here have some of this you fat bitch!"

He started to piss over her trapped tits, his amber hot spray gysering
against the turgid orbs.

"OH GOD you filthy bastard!!" she swore and spat spluttering as his piss
hammered off her shocked face. She coughed and gurgled as his forcefull
piss shot into her mouth and nose. The last spurts went in her eyes, he
quickly wanked his hardening cock battering it off her nipples. He shoved
it between her dripping bound tits and began fucking them hard. Beneath him
she struggled and twisted, cursing, still spitting out his urine,
desperately trying to pull her face away.

"URGHHH Noooo you dirty little git URGHHHHH!!"

Mel complained as the others egged him on.

"FUCK 'EM! FUCK 'EM FUCK 'EM!"

He hammered her cleavage brutally, slam fucking her bound helpless jugs,
until with a shuddering gasp he rammed his cock all the way through her
thick cleavage. the ruddy head of his prick jutting out before her
horrified gaze. It pulsed and expanded, then spurted a huge gush of thick
semen all over her grimacing face. They all laughed cheering as he finished
and climbed off.

Natalie's strong athletic legs were trembling with tension as her orgasm
built. She watched Mel cough and spit shaking her face trying to be rid of
the streaks of semen that stuck her eyelids shut.
Another lad got between Mels fat legs. He was really skinny and eager, he
was quickly fucking her with all his might. He grabbed her tightly strapped
tits and began tugging with his teeth at her nipples making her squeal and
buck as he bit one and then the other as he pumped them to his face.
He groaned, stiffened and came as Mel bucked and howled beneath him.

He climbed of and another got on slamming his cock up into her sodden twat.
Natalie's fingers ground deeply inside her cunt her belly tightening in
excruciating pleasure. She heard a noise behind her and froze in shock. She
went to turn her head and suddenly there was a knife under her chin.
She stood trembling the blade nicking her skin.

"Stay still unless you want to join your friend pig" a thick rough voice
whispered behind her.

Natalie was desperate for a way out her eyes darting about wide with fear.

"Shall i shout them, call them over, I dare say you can't outrun them ?" He
whispered menacingly.

She shook her head gently 'no'

"Giving her a real good fucking arn't they, I recon they'll fuck the shit
out of her, do you?"

She shuddered at his words unable to take her eyes from Mel's jerking,
straining and flexing legs. The bare buttocks between them pumping
ferociously.

"Keep your fingers in your twat bitch, pull your skirt up over your ass
with the other hand" he insisted.

"NO. You just fuck off right now you dirty bastard, or your nicked, you
understand?"

Natalie reasserted herself, hoping against hope. The knife pressed harder
to her skin.

"Tut tut, It's easy, you hard faced cunt, either my one cock up your stuck
up pomp-ass asshole, or more cocks than you can count, perhaps with your
throat cut. It's up to you"

She swallowed "Not in my ass? look fuck my cunt yeah? it's nice an' wet and
then you can just go ok?"

He chuckled, "ass or I get to watch them fill everyone of your holes an
then take my pick, it's up to you darlin'"

Natalie watched another mounting Mel's pinned down frame. She thought
desperately.

"But I need a shit" she tried.

"Good" he breathed.

"No really I do, please don't do this" she pleaded an edge of panic in her
voice. she saw before her Mel's legs were being held out wide while the
other was viciously battering her twat as she wailed and begged.

She put her hand back and lifted her skirt. "Good little bitch" he
breathed.

Natalie shut her eyes feeling him tug her pants the rest of the way down
off her ass.

"Keep fingering your pussy copper, make it nice and wet" he pushed her
against the wall of the garage. Natalie turned her head unable to take her
eyes from the garage. Mel's legs were being held wide still. A lad was
laid on the floor before her crutch. He was forcing all his fingers into
her gooey snatch. She was pleading and sobbing as he forced the heel of his
hand into her over stretched cunt.

She heard the man behind her spit and then felt him force his wet fingers
up between her bum cheeks and rub the thick saliva over her anus. Natalie
winced and lent over more.

"Please I'm really wet, wet and tight. Do my pussy instead, Ill make it
good for you"

"You do as your told bitch, it would be real easy to get their attention"
he hissed.

She felt his finger press to her asshole and slowly force in, he twisted it
slowly. . .

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