Writer's Note: This is a sequel to an earlier story (Pussy Patrol) I wrote and features the main female characters from that story. It also intertwines another story of mine (Slutty Bridesmaids Prequel) and features the main male character from that story and picks up after the events in that story. You do not need to read those stories to follow this chapter, but please feel free to read them before (or after) you read this. Thank you for your time.
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Officer Jackson led the accused man, Marcus Black, towards the dark, shut in room. As a fellow African American man, he felt anger boiling inside him. The crimes this man was charged with committing just further perpetuated the black criminal stereotypes: A brutal assault on a white man resulting in a hospital stay, multiple wounds and a broken hand; kidnapping the white man's Asian girlfriend; stealing his car; and raping the girlfriend repeatedly and viciously. It was a slam dunk case. Multiple eyewitnesses. Both the attacked man and woman had given sworn statements. The attacker didn't even deny it or put up a fight when he was caught. It was a good thing too, because Marcus Black was no small man. His muscular arms barely reached around his back to be cuffed. And Officer Jackson definitely kept his hand on his gun just in case Marcus made any drastic moves.
Finally they arrived in interrogation room A. As the officer led Marcus into the room, he unlocked the cuffs and ordered him to sit down. He then re-cuffed his hands behind his back around the backstop of the chair. As he double checked the cuffs he offered the culprit some advice, "You should just confess now. Otherwise, god help you..."
"Oh yea, why is that." Marcus replied in a calm, cool voice.
"Because they got pussy patrol coming for you and they always get the confession." The Officer replied back.
"Pussy Patrol?" asked Marcus. But there was no need for a response from the officer as the interrogation doors swung open and in walked two sexy as hell Latin women. Marcus sized up the two like they were pieces of meat. They were about the same height and they both had on killer high heels and extremely tight, revealing clothing. One was full figured, while the other was thin. And both had curves in all the right places.
The full figured one ordered the officer to leave the room as the thin one grabbed a chair and pulled it up right next to Marcus.
She sat down and crossed her legs. She introduced herself as "Anny" and her partner as "Tania". Her leg swayed as she teased him with her sexy patent leather nude platform pumps. Marcus looked her up and down again. She was dressed seductively and lightly in a body fitting white tank top that showed off her perky B cup sized tits, toned arms, and thin waist. Her straight black hair ran just above her shoulders contrasting the white of her top and her tanned skin. A pink mini-skirt clung to her hips and ass, barely concealing her nude thigh high stockings with the seam running down the back.
Meanwhile her partner paced around him, her spiked high heels clacking on the hard floor with each step. Marcus looked back and gave her a once over. She was dressed in a tight short sleeve black blouse with the top three buttons left open to reveal her ample cleavage. A tight green skirt barely contained her thick ass, but didn't conceal the tops of her black thigh high stockings, which blended in perfectly with her ridiculously high patent leather pumps. Marcus looked long enough and then turned his attention back to her partner, Anny.
Tania suddenly stopped pacing behind Marcus and leaned in to whisper in his left ear. Her breathe was hot, her accent thick. "OK Mr. Black. This is how it's going to work. You can just confess now and save everyone time and pain." She paused and waited for a response. She didn't get one. "Fine you want to play tough. Well Anny and I like tough guys. Especially tough guys who like to rape and assault innocent young women."
"I didn't do anything." Marcus calmly answered.
Anny let out a laugh, "We were hoping you would say that. Because that's where we come in. We're..."
"Pussy Patrol" Marcus sarcastically fired back. "I don't get it."
Tania shot back immediately, "Oh you'll get it soon enough. You ever jerk off too much? It hurts doesn't it? Well that's nothing compared to what we'll do to you. We use your own weapon against you. The same thing that you think makes you tough. That makes you a man. We punish you with it. And when we are done with you, you will confess. You will beg for us to stop. And if we feel like it...we will make you beg for your life."
Again showing no emotion, Marcus simply fired back. "OK. A bit dramatic. But OK."
Tania slammed her hand on the cold metal desk as she stared intensely at him. "Why did you do it? Did you see a white guy with a pretty Asian girl and get jealous? Do you have a thing for Asian women?"
"No, I like Latin women." Marcus retorted. Then he laughed and shrugged, "I like Asian's too"
"Oh you won't when we're done with you. You may not even like women anymore." Anny shot back.
Tania continued again, "So you beat the shit out of him, huh. Figured that's the only way you could get a girl like that. Am I on the right track?"
Marcus smiled.
"Then what Mr. Black? You see his shiny, expensive car and figured you'd take that too? Go for a little joyride? Take the sexy piece of ass with you and go find a quiet place where you could rape her?" Tania went on with her story.
Then Anny took over. "I bet you think you can do whatever you want? You and your big black dick?" She kneeled down and fondled his crotch through his jeans. Anny then looked up and stared at Marcus directly in the eye. "Last chance to confess."
Marcus smiled again and simply asked, "I want a lawyer?"
"Yea, she's on her way. Until then...we're just gonna talk some more."Anny continued as she unzipped his pants and reached into his pants. She pulled out his massive cock and let it breathe. "Ooohhhh Tania, we got a big, thick one here."
Tania kneeled down next to Anny and cooed. "You know what we always say. The bigger the cock, the more they scream." The two detectives laughed wickedly as they caressed and massaged Marcus' massive black cock.
Tania looked up and made eye contact with Marcus, "Last chance."Marcus said nothing. Tania continued, "Good, I was hoping you were gonna be a tough guy. Because we're gonna enjoy this."
