I stumble to my feet behind Sophie. As she leads me through the bullpen I notice how different everything is in the day. It almost seems like a normal police precinct with phones ringing, officers chatting around coffee, and radios chirping.
Sophie leads me to a familiar room; the Chief's office.
"Kelly has decided to take the position. Kelly, this is Chief Howard Ready. You met last night of course." Sophie's smile has a cruel edge.
In the light of the day and without the complete terror from the previous night, I look over the Chief. He's a large man with biceps showing through his collar shirt. He has a friendly smile on his handsome dark face.
"How wonderful!" He says and gestures for Sophie to close the door. The door latches and all the noise from the precinct goes quiet. His smile gets a bit more mischievous.
"Take off your clothes, whore, I wanna see what we're paying for." He says it firmly, and the switch in his character is so swift it's alarming. I swallow, my mouth feels dry, but I do as I'm told.
Chief Ready looks over my body with precision.
"Only a few bruises on you, we weren't too rough at all, were we?" His voice has a mocking lilt and I shake my head. His large hands are poking and prodding me, he pinches my nipples and smiles at the bruises.
"Now Sophie thinks we shouldn't be too quick to break you. She's usually right about these things, so I'll leave your cunt and ass for now." As he speaks he moves his hand to my pussy and puts his fingers in. I whimper as he fingers me, still wet from Sophie's exploration earlier. He pushes me over the desk and spreads my ass cheeks. It feels as if he is inspecting me like a prize hog. He fingers my ass and I cry out. I feel a smack across my ass, and another, and another. He slaps my ass until it feels like it's on fire. It's painful but my body reacts differently; tingling and shivering.
"But your sweet little mouth..." Chief Ready moves around the desk so my face is at eye level with his crotch.
He sticks a finger in my mouth, then another and another. He moves them back and forth, fucking my mouth. I can feel spit sliding down my face. I don't have a chance to suck or lick, all I can do is take it. The room is quiet except for the sounds of me gagging and coughing around the Chief's hand.
Finally, he removes his hand and I hear the familiar sound of a belt unbuckling. Trembling, I watch as his large dick springs free of his pants. As he slides it into my mouth his hand moves to my throat. Not squeezing, just pressing. He shoves his cock in suddenly, making me take it; I'm struggling. He rubs my throat, but it's not just my throat anymore. It's my throat and his dick. I'm a hole, a vessel for his cock.
"Make no mistake, this will be a challenging position." The Chief continues talking, slowly moving his cock in and out of my mouth.
"There's a few rules to know. First, we own you. That means every officer in this precinct can fuck you. Of course, the more senior of us will get to use you more often. We will be as rough with you as we like and You. Will. Take. It. "
He pulls hard on my hair and savagely starts to fuck my mouth. Tears run out of my eyes and I try to relax, try to imagine my mouth as a pussy. I wish I didn't still have a slight gag reflex, the noise it makes as it comes out of my throat make me flinch.
"We'll be watching you as well, bitch. Regular visits from the officers. Clean yourself between your sessions. At the precinct we want easy access; dresses or skirts. You can wear panties unless otherwise instructed, some of the guys will wanna rip them off. If we order you to do something, you're going to fucking do it. We will punish you if you disobey. I won't hesitate to tie you to a park bench and have every hobo fuck all of your holes. If you're lucky you will only be covered in cum and piss by the end of it."
He looks down at me as if waiting for a response, as if I can say anything while he hammers at my throat. My response is simple - glug, glug, glug. My eyes look at him begging and it seems to excite him as his thrusts become shorter and erratic. They are building to a frantic pace and he explodes deep in my throat. He holds me there, chin against his balls, cum sliding down my throat. I wait for him to release me but he doesn't and I'm choking, choking on cum and cock. I can't breathe! His cock is completely blocking off my airway and I start to struggle. Finally, he pulls out of my mouth and I gasp as I spit out cum all over his desk.
Sophie grabs my head from behind and shoves my face into the mess of cum and spit, my cheek hitting the wood with a loud thunk. She holds it there.
"Stick your tongue out, pet."
My tongue darts out and Sophie drags my face across the desk into the Chief's cum.
"Lap it up, bitch." I do as she says and start to lick the cum. "Oh, she looks like a little puppy!" Sophie exclaims, sounding excited. The Chief chuckles at his lieutenant. As if she's made a sweet little joke and isn't cruelly squashing my face and dragging my tongue across the desk.