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The police officers looked at each other uncomfortably.
After all, they were standing with obvious erections in front of a nude woman. And not just nude – Alexandria had fingerprinting ink on her tits, ass and pussy, and cum on her face and cleavage, and semen was still dripping out of her anus.
The officers were struggling to think of an explanation for the situation that didn’t involve the obvious fact that they had raped and abused a female prisoner. Their drunk-tank prisoners might not care, and fellow cops might not care, but the woman standing in the doorway – Elody – was obviously rich and influential.
There was a moment, Alexandria sensed, when the cops briefly contemplated grabbing Elody and raping her too. And to Alexandria’s surprise, the thought of Elody being raped made her so immediately aroused that she almost orgasmed on the spot.
But raping Elody wouldn’t shut her up – not if she was rich, and had an important husband. The officers had to accept that they were screwed.
… except that Elody didn’t have the slightest intention of reporting their behaviour. Not if they gave her what she wanted.
“My pet, gentlemen,” said Elody. “That disgusting big-titted animal you have there. I’m afraid she escaped from my house, and she’s doubtless been causing trouble in the neighbourhood, jiggling those gross udders around everywhere, so I’m very glad you’ve caught her.”
“Ah…” said Ramone, uncomfortably. “We arrested her on suspicion of prostitution.”
“She was like this when we found her,” added Boskin, unconvincingly.
“That doesn’t surprise me at all,” said Elody. “She’s always showing her disgusting twat to people and asking them to cum in it. And she is *absolutely* a filthy whore – but I’m afraid not in the literal criminal sense that you’re referring to, officer. She’s simply not intelligent enough to trade her body for money.”
Elody held up a dog collar and a chain leash.
“Now, if you’ll just let me collar my pet, I’ll take her off your hands and we’ll forget all about this,” said Elody.
The officers clearly wanted to let go of Alexandria and escape from the situation before someone suggested reporting them. But Officer Boskin saw a problem.
“Well, ma’am,” he said, “the thing is that we’ve booked her. And we’ve got an entry now for bringing in a streetwalker. And we need to complete that paperwork with a proper release, or else it will look like we’ve… vanished her.”
“You only need paperwork for a *person*, though,” said Elody. “And Titsy here clearly isn’t a *person*. Look at the size of those milk-balloons. She’s obviously some kind of animal. Probably a cow, but she can be a dog if that makes it easier for you.”
The officers looked unconvinced.
“Show them you’re a dog, Titsy,” said Elody. “Get down on your paws and bark.”
Alexandria flushed bright red. She didn’t want to do any such thing. But she realised that Elody was, in a way, trying to help her. And if Elody hadn’t shown up, Alexandria would have been gang-raped by the entire police station.
Unhappily, she got down on all fours. She looked up at Officer Ramone.
“Woof, woof,” she said, and wiggled her butt in what she hoped was an approximation of wagging her tail.
“See?” said Elody.
Rusty, over in the cage, laughed out loud. “Good doggy!” he called. “Good bitch!” And then he added. “But don’t dogs need a licence?”
“He’s right,” said Ramone. “If you had a licence for Ms McMelons here, we could say we made a mistake. We thought it was a person, but it was actually a dog.”
“Well, I don’t,” said Elody. “But don’t you police *issue* licences? How about we get one for Titsy, and then you can complete the paperwork. Just put Titsy in the cage here while we go and handle the paperwork.” She smiled and added, “If there’s some small fine Titsy needs to pay – for being a dog off-lead, for instance – I’m sure it can be paid. A fine like that doesn’t even need paperwork, I’m sure.”
Alexandria was alarmed. There were four men in the cage, including a rapist and a wife-beater, and they’d been drooling over her since the police brought her in.
“No!” she said. “Mistress, please – don’t put me in with them…”
Elody frowned. “Dogs don’t talk, Titsy. Woof for me, or I’ll leave you here for the police to deal with.”
“Woof woof,” said Alexandria, sulkily.
Ramone opened the door of the cage and pointed inside.
Alexandria had no choice but to crawl inside. Ramone locked the door again behind her.
“Have fun, Titsy,” said Elody. “I’ll be back soon with your licence.”
And Elody and the cops left the large room, heading for the front desk of the station.
As soon as they were gone, the men grabbed Alexandria. They had their cocks out. The wife-beater slapped Alexandria across the face, and when she opened her mouth to gasp, he pushed his cock into it.
One of the other men lifted Alexandria’s hips, and a moment later she felt his cock slide into her wet pussy.
Rusty reached under her and grabbed one of her tits and began to squeeze it and pull on it, using his spare hand to pinch her nipple.
And the fourth man was masturbating with his cock pointed at her face.
This was it – the gang-rape Alexandria had feared. Not with cops, but with criminals. Only days ago she had been a rich, powerful executive, and now she was a nude rape-toy for criminals in a police cage.
Part of her – a part that spoke in Elody’s flippant, cruel voice – told her that she deserved this. For having such huge, gross tits. A big-titted cow like her deserved gang-rape.
She could struggle. She could scream. But she could imagine the results. The criminals would only be rougher with her. Her screams might even entertain them and make their cocks harder. And even if she managed to attract someone’s attention, it would only result in Elody abandoning her here. And then the police would be able to gang-rape her too – and after that, anything could happen. She could go to prison – and face this kind of rape every day.
So what other option did she have?
Only one. She could relax, and enjoy it. After all, her cunt was wet, and the man who was fucking it had a pleasurably large cock. The dick in her mouth didn’t taste too bad. And although Rusty was doing his best to deliberately hurt her breast, Alexandria was starting to confuse the humiliation and torture of her tits with sexual arousal.
So she let it happen. She sucked obediently, and bucked against the other man’s cock, and when she felt the man who was facefucking her grunt and stop thrusting, she knew he was cumming, and she orgasmed as his cum flooded her mouth.
A moment later the man behind her was cumming too, and then the masturbating man reached his own climax, and hot cum spattered her cheeks and hair.
Then they all rotated, and Rusty was shoving his cock into her pussy, and she was sucking the masturbator’s dick clean, and the man who had been in her mouth was wiping himself clean on her tits, and the man who had been in her cunt was grabbing her other breasts and starting to slap it.
Alexandria came again, and again, and the men were just finishing this second rotation when Elody and the police returned. The men in her mouth and pussy just managed to cum before they had to drop her back on the ground.
The police and Elody paid no attention to the men’s dripping, exposed cocks, or the cum leaking from Alexandria’s twat or smeared across her tits and face. Boskin opened the door and Alexandria gratefully crawled out, without saying a word.
“Good Titsy,” said Elody. She reached down and wrapped the leather dog collar around Alexandria’s neck, holding the end of the chain leash in her hand. “You’re all licensed now.”
“Just one more thing to do,” said Boskin. He reached down, grabbed one of Alexandria’s breasts, and pressed a thing like a gun up against it.
“Ow!” squealed Alexandria as the gun did something incredibly painful to her tit.
“Just a microchip,” said Boskin. “So your vet will be able to ID you and access your records.”
“Part of proper dog licensing, Titsy,” said Elody. “We can have your records amended to show you’re actually a cow later, I imagine. Come along, Titsy.”
Elody tugged on the leash, and Alexandria was obliged to crawl on all fours out of the police garage ,still completely nude.
Elody turned out to be parked in a nearby alleyway. Elody led her on all fours into the alleyway, until they were out of sight of the police station.
“Stand, Titsy,” said Elody.
Alexandria gratefully got to her feet.
Elody looked her up and down.
“You look disgusting, Titsy,” she said. She wrinkled her nose. “Ew. You’re all covered in cum.”
Then she leaned in close, and extended her tongue. Alexandria held still, shivering, as Elody licked a gob of rapist cum off her cheek. Elody held it on her tongue for a second, savouring it, and then kissed Alexandria on the lips, transferring the cum from her tongue into Alexandria’s mouth.
When the kiss was over, Elody said, “You taste disgusting too.”
Alexandria said nothing, not daring to anger her mistress.
Elody looked her up and down. Her eyes focused on Alexandria’s groin.
Slowly, Elody sank to her knees between Alexandria’s legs. She reached up and parted Alexandria’s pussy lips with her fingers, and then leaned in and licked Alexandria’s cunt, lapping up a tongueful of sperm on each lick.
“Ew,” she said, between licks. “Your cunt is so gross, Titsy.”
She kept licking.
Alexandria felt an orgasm coming.
“Mistress,” she warned. “I think I’m going to…”
“Dogs don’t speak, Titsy,” said Elody, then resumed licking.
“Woof,” said Alexandria – and then she felt her whole body shaking with a powerful orgasm, and with shame she felt her pussy squirt onto Elody’s face.
Elody recoiled. “Oh, gross, Titsy, you just *pissed* on me. You disgusting cow.”
“I’m sorry, mistress,” said Alexandria. “I mean, woof.”
“For heaven’s sake, Titsy, you’re not *really* a dog, you’re a cow, remember?” spat Elody.
“Mooo,” said Alexandria, blushing. She couldn’t believe she was naked and covered with cum in a public alleyway, mooing like a cow, when someone could walk by at any second and see her.
“You’d better not piss on me again until I’m done, Titsy,” said Elody. And then she leant in and continued licking – and she kept going until she had licked every drop of cum out of Alexandria’s pussy.
By a force of extreme will, Alexandria managed to not cum again, although her whole body was shaking with need and lust by the time Elody was done.
“Remind me to beat your cunt for pissing on me when we get home,” said Elody. “If you forget, I shall be twice as vicious.”
“Yes, mistress,” said Alexandria.
Elody had been given Alexandria’s clothes – such as they were – by the police, and now she used Alexandria’s maid outfit to dry her face. Then she handed the clothes to Alexandria.
“Get dressed, Titsy,” she said. “I can hardly drive you around town with your huge dirty udders flying around everywhere.”
Alexandria did as she was told. And then she got into the passenger seat of Elody’s car – still wearing the collar and leash.
But when Elody pulled out of the alleyway, Alexandria soon realised that they were not heading for Cameron’s mansion.
“Mistress?” she dared to ask. “Where are we going?”
“To the government shopfront,” said Elody. “You told them your name was Titsy McMelons. Do you want to face a charge of lying to the police? We’re going to have to get your name legally changed, Titsy.”
She made a face. “Ew, I’ve still got the taste of your cunt in my mouth, you disgusting cow. I can’t believe you tricked me into licking your disgusting fuckhole. You’re such a gross little lesbian slut, Titsy.”
“I’m sorry, mistress,” said Alexandria, eyes downcast.
“So you should be,” said Elody. And she drove on, towards Alexandria’s new name.
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