Fithy dirty cop

[Liplovinman]

Tad pulled out his nightstick, he was going to enjoy this. For too long he had collared this asshole, only to watch him walk on technicalities. One day his shit for brains lawyer would reach the end of his creativity. Maybe if he wanted to be booked, rather than abused with this aluminum bat, the charges would stick. He walked through the doors looking for Vince, a man of no low standing. He was not a member of the mob, but he had enough connections, or enough dirt on the boss that they took care of him at each arraignment.

He walked to the back of the liquor store, heard the familiar phone lines ringing, Vince ran book out of the back - tightly aligned with Jimmy Volio, something Tad took a cut of, so he wouldn't disturb his own well being. He gave a familiar knock on the door - Jimmy answered.

"Hey fuckwad, you don't collect until Thursday. Get your fingers outa my ass or I'll have them chopped off." Jimmy always approached it like a joke, but Tad knew he could be holding a knife to take care of him at any time.

"Loosen up clown, I need to talk to Vince." Tad let his bat fall into view. He was not afraid of a confrontation, he more used to it than not.

"Bringing a bat to collect? I told you pick up was Thursday." Jimmy didn't waste any time allowing his piece to become visible inside his coat. It was unnecessary, Tad wasn't looking for Jimmy's dough.

"Don't avoid the question fat ass. I want Vince, and I want him now." Tad lowered his voice, no sense in waving a flag that he was pissed. There were more in the book than Tad had back up. No need to waste his energy when he wanted nothing from the slime.

"Vince," Jimmy said after a suitable delay, "Your girl is here to see you."

Vince waddled up to the door, agitation plain across his mug. He was easily 280 on a 5'6" frame. Tad reached out to grab his collar to pull his meaty flesh through the door frame when he heard activity behind him. Instinct told him to turn around and assess his own danger. What he saw confounded him. A slip of a girl had her hands in the register, leaning far across the counter to grab at the green bills, stuffing them into her tank top.

"I'm not done with you yet." He pushed him back into the book, closing the door behind him. he walked out, the round little ass of the female burglar wiggling in his vision. He wondered if she was a junkie, or just a lousy thief.

"Put your hands on the counter, NOW! You have the right to remain silent..." Her hands shot into the air, then slammed back onto the counter as the command registered with her. He could see the tremble in her body, the loss of composure. So, not a criminal, to be sure. An opportunist, perhaps, seeing an unattended register? He decided to take his time before he found out.

"Do you know who you're robbing slick?" He brought her right hand around her back and looped it with cuffs. Her left followed and he snapped the cuffs tightly in place. He kept pressure on her back, keeping her center forward and on the glass counter. The only thing in her vision was the register's open drawer and her mistake of attempting anything illegal with it.

He started to pat her down for weapons, soon realizing that there wasn't much that wasn't exposed for him. Her tank was skin tight, he could have counted the bills through her shirt if he wanted. Tad looked at her ass again, he was almost leaning up against it, decided he would put more weight on her and put more pressure as his hips met her ass.

 

[PrincessAmelia]

Rachel was twenty two who had no family she was just trying to get by and she saw a chance to steal money from the bar. She looked like this http://i2.cdnds.net/11/40/618_showbiz_birthdays_10oct_una_healy.jpg. She heard a man behind her shout and she suspected he was a cop when she first saw him so she put her hands down on the counter. She was trembling and was scared of what could happen to her. She knew she wouldn't last in prison. She was regretting her actions but there was no going back now. "No sir." She whispered loud enough for him to hear. She was shaking like a leaf as he took her right hand behind her back and looped it with cuffs then the left. She was so scared. She had never been handcuffed before. He was keeping her center forward and on the glass counter. The glass was cold against her body. She could only see the register and she just wanted a hole to form in the ground and swallow her up.

He patted her down to see if she had weapons. She didn't have a weapon. She had most of her skin on show. She had a tight green tank top on, a short black skirt on and black heels. He was pressed against her and her body was still shaking. "Sir please don't send me to prison I'm not a bad person. I'm sorry please I won't survive prison." She said.

 

[Liplovinman]

"You won't survive the night, the way you are headed." He continued to pat her down, though there was little left to the imagination. He slipped his hands between her and the glass counter, stretching his hands under her breasts, hmmm no bra either, he thought.

As his hands wandered to her hips, he checked her ass, flipping the skirt up. With one hand, he slapped one side then the other. Not bad, if she's a crack junkie. Most lost their looks and elasticity quickly with that junk.

He had his hands pressed to her ass when someone popped out of the bookie's back room. He paid no attention, as his fingers curved under her ass and along the crack.

"What you got hiding in here little prison bitch? You may not survive, but the ladies will love to play with you while you do..."

 

[PrincessAmelia]

Her nipples were hard from the cold glass. She felt his hands stretch under her boobs. She was glad he didn't move his hands higher to her erect nipples. She had never been in trouble with the police and didn't know if what he was doing was right.

He flipped her skirt up and when he slap her ass it startled her. She let out a moan. She didn't know how she managed to stay still but she did. His slaps were hard and if he carried on slapping her ass would of been red.

His hands were pressed up against her ass. She heard a door open. She wondered if anyone was watching what was happening. She hoped not she was embarrassed. She felt his fingers under her ass and along the crack. "There's nothing in there. Please let me go I'm sorry I'll do anything." She whimpered.

 

[Liplovinman]

"Way too quick with the promises, you haven't been in much trouble, have you?". It was rhetorical, but he waited for an answer anyway. His fingers were prodding her holes from the back, not sexual enough that he couldn't claim a legal search, but deep enough that the intent was hard to miss.

"You'd have to pay with more than promises to get away with stealing from the mob's sports bookie.". He felt her sphinter tense - he allowed a thought of what that mightr have felt like around his ever hardening cock. "Wow, that is one tight ass you have there little thief. I wonder if the Don of the family has anymore use for you than a holding cell upstate?"

He gripped her under her skirt once more and felt a hint of moisture. Hard to tell. Either she pissed herself or something was exciting her.

 

[PrincessAmelia]

"No I've never been in trouble with the law." She said as his fingers prodded her holes from the back. She felt uncomfortable and scared. She didn't know what to say when he said she's have to pay with more then promises so she stayed quiet. She listened to him talk about how tight her ass was. "Please don't take me to the Don." She said. She was that scared she pissed herself a little. She was so embarrassed firstly because she tried to steal money and got caught and secondly because she peed herself. She knew about the Don and was scared of what the Don would do if she was brought to him.

 

[Liplovinman]

"I'd be a fool not to let you try to make some arrangement." He flipped her over and tad saw the twinge as pressure hit her elbows and wrists, the cuffs biting in.

He surveyed her body, definitely no junkie, no tracks, she looked clean for a crook, but looks could be deceiving. He'd almost lost his member when he'd trusted a little whore a bit more than she was worth.

Her nipples were erect, could be any number of things causing it. He enjoyed keeping her off balance, and his hand crawled up her stomache and played roughly with the hard little bullets while he talked.

"Nice to see you are enjoying being frisked." He could see the bills below her tank and reached under her shirt to pull them out one at a time. Careful to allow her to feel his rough hand over each inch of her smooth flesh.

"Hmmm, that wet little pussy must be enjoying a little rough treatment." he could tell it piss now, even though he smelled it, there was more pleasure in assuming her excitement.

He gripped her rough and hard across her pink slit, holding her tight as he looked down at her.

"If I wanted to take you, bitch, I'd do it without a thought. But I think we should take you up stairs. I know that there is someone up there that would love to talk to you about why you wanted their money."

 

[PrincessAmelia]

He turned her round. Her hands were a little sore from the cuffs. The metal was cutting into her wrists. She knew he probably thought she was crook but that wasn't her. She was a good girl who just lived a rough life. She had saw an opportunity to make her life better by steal the money to give herself a good life. She knew he was looking at her erect nipples and she was frustrated because she was embarrassed by him knowing her nipples were hard. He roughly played with her nipples. She felt his rough hands on her smooth flesh as he removed the bills from her top.

She stayed quiet when he was saying her pussy was enjoying the rough treatment. She was embarrassed by him thinking she was wet when she actually had peed herself. She was blushing she felt so embarrassed.

She gasped when he started to run his hand across her clit. His touch was getting her a little wet. She wished she wasn't getting wet but it was her bodies natural animalistic instincts.

"Please don't take me upstairs. This isn't me. I don't normally do things like this. I've never been in trouble with police my whole life." She said. She felt so scared. She felt like her life was going to end because of this mistake she felt so stupid for trying to steal money from the till.

 

[Liplovinman]

Tad wasn't about to soften, even if she wasn't acting, he enjoyed the control. He found the handle of the night stick and began to move it lengthwise between her legs. His eyes stayed on her, looking for those tell tale signs of pleasure or pain. It really didn't matter which, he knew, just that he was causing them.

"Oh you'd look good fileted on that walnut table upstairs, I don't know why you wouldn't want to go upstairs." He leaned in closer to her face, cigarettes and whiskey on his breath, it was sour and offensive - it made his snitches nervous. "What makes you think I'm going to treat you any better than they will?"

He pulled the nightstick up under his nose and made a show of sniffing the length, his tongue lolling to the side.

 

[PrincessAmelia]

She felt the night stick been rubbed between her lengthwise. She was fidgetting a little it wasn't big movements most of her movements weren't noticeable. The stick was causing her discomfort but also pleasure. She bite her lip hard keeping a moan in she looked at him. "Well I just don't want to go upstairs they'd hurt me." She said in a quiet voice. She could smell the cigarettes and whiskey on his breath. "Well there's only one of you so it won't be as bad as what they'd do to me upstairs. Please I'll let you do what you want to me just don't take me upstairs." She said her body shaked a little scared. She saw him run the nightstick under his nose and it made her feel uncomfortable and embarrassed. She knew that a few people could be observing what was happening.

 

[Liplovinman]

Tad watched her eyes, reading her as he would a stoolie. Her eyes darted back and forth, was someone else watching? He really didn't care at the moment, it was not as though he was fucking her on the counter, yet. Her eyes were the key, where they looked, where they did not. She looked him in the eyes as she pleaded not to be taken upstairs, but averted them when he sniffed the baton.

"Oh, so you'd fuck me rather then get fucked up by them?" He hadn't liked the idea of doing her when she was a strung out junkie. Now he could see she was not only not high, but definitely in the wrong place, wrong time. And her pussy smelled of urine and musk. A part of her was enjoying the attention and she was diligently fighting against herself. That might make for an interesting experience in his book.

"Smells like you like me," he licked the night stick in response, "You could get me to like you too. But I don't wanna be showing anyone the ropes. Whadya got to offer?"

His hands moved under her skirt again and pushed her panties to the side.

 

[PrincessAmelia]

"Yes sir I'd rather you fuck me then be taken upstairs and be fucked by them." She said looking at him her body had stopped shaking. She was starting to feel a little less scared of him. She stayed silent when he said she smelt like she liked him. She saw him lick the night stick. She looked at the floor embarrassed and she was blushing. She took a deep breath in deciding to be a bit more confident talking to him because she didn't want to seem completely scared of him. "Do you want me to get you to like me? I don't need you to show me the ropes. You can have me. All of me." She said as he moved his hand under her skirt and he pushed her panties to the side.

 

[TheNastyVirgin]

He started to finger her gently feeling the wetness oozing out of her tender clit.
" Maybe I do you a favor, and then you thank me for doing you the favor of not letting you up there with those big boys,eh?" The mans stomach let out a semi-loud chuckle. The woman understood her cue and she dropped to her knees.
" that's right and if you don't give it a good suck, you can bet on your life that your ass is going to jail tonight."
She proceeded to unbuckle his belt and unzip his fly. She reached her hand into the slit in the front of his boxer briefs and pulled his thick member out. She could barely fit her fingers around it. The officer noticed her eyes open wide with surprise.

 

[PrincessAmelia]

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[Liplovinman]

Tad pulled back from the little whore.

"You think you can fool me? I've played the same games, long before your ass was born." He eyed her up and down. She looked good, too good he thought, for this area, for this time of night and to be alone.... if she was alone.

"Who you got waiting for you slut? You hoping to stall me til they get in here?"
He pulled her up and away from the counter, stepping behind her he moved her out the door.

"What kinda bullshit you playin?" He took her to her knees on the sidewalk outside the door. The money from the register had been stashed in his pocket now, evidence he thought, unless he needed booze or cigarettes on the way.

"Where's your ride?"He squatted down beside her, pulling the hair out of her eyes. He needed to know if she was telling him the truth.

 

[PrincessAmelia]

She was confused by the way he pulled away from her. He was no excusing her for trying to fool him and she had no idea what he meant. She was a bit scared by the way he was acting and she was worried he'd send her to prison. "No one sir ,I'm not waiting for anyone." She said as he pulled her up and away from the counter and he moved her out of the door to the sidewalk outside the bar. He took her onto her knees "I'm not playin anything please believe I'm not playin I promise." She said tears in her eyes. Her hair was on her face. Tears started to drip down her cheeks she was scared. He pulled her hair out of her face and she looked into his eyes with her watery eyes. "I don't have a ride. I don't know many people." She said. She was telling him the truth. She didn't have family and she only had a few friends.

 

[Liplovinman]

No one to miss her then either. Tad thought about this, it would be easier to send her into the arms of the gang upstairs, but now that he saw her cry, he wondered what she would look like crying as she choked on his length. She was cleaner than most, definitely out of her element. She was far too talkative for someone street wise, you just didn't give the information up so easily. And to think he had wondered if she was playing with him until her pimp, Boyfriend or whomever, arrived vanished.

"Well I sure as hell ain't gonna be your sugar daddy! You need someone to take care of you? Is that it? You want someone to feel sorry for your scrawny ass and rescue you? " He laughed a little too loud. "You got the wrong guy tits!"

He reached down to twist a nipple when he said it, causing her to yelp. Tad looked over the lot, no movement, not much traffic at all. Those that were coming were already in, any straggler, like the girl, were in the wrong place.

"So willing to do anything eh? Whadya say you suck my fatty while we think about what you can do to repay my generousity?"

 

[PrincessAmelia]

He twisted her nipples and she moaned out in a little pain."No sir I don't want anyone feeling sorry for me. I don't need anyone to look after me I'm a grown woman who has to fend for herself. I don't want to rely on anyone." She said looking around the street no one was there. "Yes sir anything." She said her hands going to his trousers. She got his cock out and started to suck.

 

[Liplovinman]

He was impressed with how quickly she went to work, that she was not disturbed by the public place he had put her on her knees, or that the cement was hard and likely to cut her knees. Perhaps that sort of badge would make her think twice about her behavior. Personally, he hoped she wasn't done stealing, she had a wet and warm mouth that seemed adept at it's task.

"Don't think that one blowjob will get you off slut. It'll take a hell of a lot more than a good sucking to make up for what you pulled in there." He moaned involuntarily as she cupped his balls, pulling them out of his zippered pants.

 

[PrincessAmelia]

She was stroking his balls. She knew this wouldn't get her off but she wanted him to relax a little and tell her how to get off. She was bobbing up and down sucking hard. She looked up at him with eager eyes. She was eager to please him and make him happy so he'd let her get away with what she did. She was massaging his balls softly as she took him fully in her mouth and sucked hard.

 

[Liplovinman]

Tad was enjoying the servicing she was giving his prick. She moved easily with long fluid movements, his shaft was responding to her attentions.

"Well, at least I don't have to teach how to say thank you - do you thank all the cops this way?" He let out an involuntary shudder as she licked the skin under the head while sucking. Her fingers were masterfully massaging his sacks and bringing him to a boil

"Damn, you could teach my girlfriend how to do this....." There was a wash of warmth spreading through him now, her head moved faster, her hand manipulating his shaft and balls while her mouth worked feverishly at the head. She must want him to cum, he thought, but it won't be that easy.

 

[PrincessAmelia]

When he said "Well, at least I don't have to teach how to say thank you - do you thank all the cops this way?" she shook her head she had never been involved with any cops. She had never been in trouble. She watched him shudder as her tongue was licking. It made her want to laugh because she was making this man who she thought was not easy to please shiver. She knew she had a long way to go before he let her off scott free.

She was a little shocked to here he had a girlfriend she couldn't imagine him having a girlfriend. She thought he would of been a free man and a player. She looked up at him as she took him deeper into her mouth. Her hands were still massaging his balls but she was being a bit rougher.

 

[Liplovinman]

Tad watched her work, and pulled out of her mouth as she was working harder, trying to get him to cum. He wouldn't have minded, really, cumming in her mouth there, but someone would also see them together. She didn't have to know that he had no girlfriend. What she had to know is that he was in control, and that meant when and where he was to cum, it wasn't up to her.

"So little cumdrop, what is your name, or should I just call you my little guzzler, you will be drinking soon, but not too soon." He watched her eyes again. Would she try to lie to him, she must know that he would check her out. DL, address, history - anything he could pull up on her.

He took a few deep breaths, willing his hardon to soften and watching as the fluid that had been held in his dick dripped to the floor. He lifted her up by the elbow, she could tell him her story in the back of his squad. Much more private than the entry to Jimmy's casino - despite the seedy convenience storefront.

 

[PrincessAmelia]

"My name is Rachel Smith sir." She said. She was being completely truthful with him with everything he asked her. She knew if she lied he'd find out and probably track her down and put her away so she decided to be honest. She was an honest good person. She had just made a stupid decision. She saw his cock soften. He lifted her off of her knees by her elbow. She followed him to the back of his squad. She looked at him wondering what else he wanted to know about her.

 

[Liplovinman]

Tad looked at the girl, Smith, really? He'd buy the Rachel, but Smith? He was about to call her on her fabrication - then asked her point blank.

"You have a car here tits?" It wasn't a generous nickname, but he had other things to call her if she lied to him. He surveyed the parking lot, wondering if she had walked. Easy enough to run her plates if there was a vehicle here.

She hadn't said anything as he put her in the back of his squad, the doors were locked tight, so she could think about taking a dash, but she'd smash her mug against the window before she ever got an inch out of the locked doors.

He looked at her, expecting an answer, prodding at her from the front seat cage that separated the front from the back with his club.

"I'd be happy to use this up your ass if you want, if that will loosen your tongue..."