crossing the line a good cop goes bad

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he smiled the woman across him was a real piece of work caught with 10 kilos and she claimed it was all for her own use “Look don’t tell me all of this coke can fit up that little nose. He yells throwing the plastic bag sealed with only a small strip of tape slowly he walked around the table. She had her hands behind her back sitting with her legs astride the chairs back.

“Now tell me who you’re dealer is or I am going to turn of that camera and show you what id do to coke mules” taking the cigarette out of his mouth he extinguished it in his own arm. Taking a scolding hot cup of coffee he placed it on her head and placed the bud in the cup.

The woman glared at him she then began to bite the air as if she thought she could reach him. “Try that again and I may forget I am a cop and treat you like the animal you are” moving for the door he locks the handle and breaks of the key letting the broken key fall to the ground he then turns back.
 
"good luck, asshole" she muttered quietly.

this wasn't the first time she'd been caught, but it was the first time it felt serious.

she knew better than to give away her dealer; if she even avoided a prison sentence, the man would make her life miserable in every possible way...

she glared at the cop as he came back around the room, fighting the urge to punch him somehow.

"i told you. you can't make me talk."
 
His hand moved like greased lightning the sound was like thunder even though he left no mark. “Don’t think you can weasel out of this we have you dead to writes we just need you to smooth out the details”

He sat on the table his groin inches from her face on his left art a picture of a mongoose eating a snake. “Do you think you are tough, I have seen tougher shits break tougher then you” taking the hot coffee he pours it over her head watching it soak her front.
 
as much as she wanted to avoid being weak, the sudden douse of scalding coffee made her scream in pain, feeling the hot liquid soaking into her hair and shirt...she could feel her flesh turning rosy from the burns.

"bastard!!!" she screamed, lunging forward in the chair, scraping it up a few inches closer to him as she fought the cuffs on her wrists.

watching his face, she followed where his eyes were going...her blouse was soaked through, giving him a fine view of her chest.

"how dare you! bastard, let me go! i've told you everything!"
 
He smiles grabbing her shirt he pulls her forward “truth is I already know everything but you’re boss killed my partner, my wife my kid, even my dog so you see I have nothing to loose” at this he shirt tears and she falls on her back.

“Now are you going to tell me what I want to know” he asks as he tears the cord to the camera out of the wall. The red light goes dead as he squats over her prone form on the floor.
 
she eyed him for a moment.

he really meant business.

her mind raced as he loomed over her...
she knew better than to give up her dealer....he'd have her killed...
but if this guy already knew all about him...she could be dead anyway....

even in the intensity of the moment, she could not break her silence.

"i...can't tell you...anything..." she whispered fiercely, but the last syllable carried a hint of fear as she eyed the ripped cord on the floor...

as long as she made it out alive...
 
In one motion he broke the chair in half and pulled her onto the table pinning her hands to the top as he drove a pike into the table and bent it. “You will talk even if I have to break you like a dog”

Smiling he bends the spike over pinning the handcuff chain under it as he straddles her chest he forces her breast to together before tearing her braw “you are nothing but a cun* to me” taking her head he forces her mouth open and places pills in it that he forces her to take with water.
 
a steady string of curses escaped her as she was so brutally manhandled.

realizing her hands were completely pinned above her head, she proceeded to angrily scream and attempt to writhe out of the cuffs, but it was no use...

and her screaming mouth made it that much easier for the pills to go in.

these were obviously not the sort of pills she was used to taking, so she tried fiercely to keep from swallowing...but eventually his force won out, and she let her head fall back, her chest heaving deep breaths. fighting seemed futile, but she still managed to squirm under him in retaliation, hoping for some shot of freedom...

she blushed brightly at her exposure, feeling his hands clasping her breasts together sending pangs of shame through her body...
 
Smiling her assaulted her breasts he found them supple but unyielding the way her arms were. “Talk or I am going to treat you like my last meal” he smiled pulling out some whip crème that would go with the coffee he wanted to degrade to the point of an entree or a tray.
Moving lover on her body he pulled at her pants “You know I might just enjoy this, then you will never get away from me” taking her head he forced his mouth on his then his tongue down her throat.
 
she kicked and squirmed as we went for her pants, trying desperately to keep him from getting to her, but her energy was slowly waning from exhaustion.

again she considered giving him information...it would be so easy...

his kiss was dominating, heavy...he tasted of old coffee and tobacco, and she wanted so much to pull away from him...but instead she was taken, his tongue playing into her throat...drawing a reluctant grunt of acceptance from within her.

maybe...maybe he wouldn't enjoy it...
 
Biting her tongue he drew blood he would not let her sit there and take it she would fight him or enjoy it maybe both. “Yuck even you’re blood is polluted” he spat a mouth full of blood and spit onto her face and chest.

Pulling down his pants and boxer his hot member lay against her cold skin “No one can hear you scream if that’s what you are thinking you lost track of time no one is hear” he moved his hands smearing the blood over her white skin
 
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