The Defiler and The Slut Cops
Defiler #3
Sophie Sin
Smashwords Edition
Lunatic Ink Publishing
Copyright 2012 Lunatic Ink Publishing (Founded by Kenneth Guthrie)
This story is also known as The Defiler and The Dirty Cops, which is a secondary title for this work.
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Violation
The defiler cursed the laws that the gods had set out for their behavior around humans. He was sitting in a jail cell in the local police station because he had come to his small town to visit a particular housewife that he stopped in on occasionally. He had been walking down the road when a police car pulled up beside him.
He hadn't really been concentrating very well at the time and the cops got him under the spotlight. He probably could have disappeared, but that the defiler, for all his breaking of taboos, was by and large one to follow the rules set out for him.
The result had been that the police had taken him in as a vagrant and dumped him in this cell with a bunch of drunks to find his freedom in the morning.
That had been around about the time that the two policewomen had decided that they would play a few games with him this evening.
They had found a separate cell just down from the others and thrown him inside. He considered just walking out of the cell, but both women had been shockingly attractive.
It had been a dark chocolate, white chocolate mix. The African-American woman had big breasts, which her blue uniform could barely hold in and her hips were wide enough to satisfy a very large number of the defiler’s most sickening fantasies.
Officer White Chocolate, on the other hand, had a surfer like athleticism. When he was pressed up against her, he had felt rock hard abs and real muscle underneath her shirt. He had caught a glimpse of her thighs as he was dumped on the floor. There was definitely a fair amount of muscle there and he wondered how they would feel clenched around his sides with his cock rammed deep into her cunt.
They were sitting outside discussing what they were going to do with him. He been sitting listening in absolute excitement since the moment they slammed the door.
"Look at him sitting there. He has a dirty look on his face."
Officer White Chocolate nodded and glanced at him in the cell.
"There’s a bulge in his pants too," the woman said, pointing to his crotch.
Officer Dark Chocolate got up and came over to the bars. She turned around and rubbed her butt up and down one of the steel bars.
He watched with wide eyes as the lips of her vagina were pushed through the fabric of her pants by the bar that stood between them. He felt a sense of excitement rush into his penis as it hardened painfully, confined to his pants.
Dark Chocolate turned around with a big grin and let White Chocolate have a good look. They laughed and Dark Chocolate went back to the table to sit down. She put her feet up on the table and took another sip of her beer.
"He’s a real pervert. I think he needs the special treatment."
The defiler’s ears perked up. The special treatment sounded like something that he would immensely enjoy.
White Chocolate came over to the bars and pressed one between her breasts. She stuck her tongue out and licked the sides of the steel bar. He watched as she went around the edges, keeping eye contact with him at all times.
She pushed off the bar and walked to the table. Picking up her night stick.
"Ah! I’m too horny. I've got to do it."
Dark Chocolate stood up and put the key in the door. They stepped inside and closed it behind them.
He stood there watching them with their arms crossed, looking down at him.
"Do you want the special treatment?" White Chocolate asked.
The defiler had no idea what the special treatment might be, but he was starting to feel excited and his penis was nearly breaking his pants.
"I'll take whatever you’re giving ladies."
Dark Chocolate strode over and forced him to the floor and tore down his pants.
She spread his ass cheeks and brought her tongue down to his asshole to lick around the edges, cleaning every last inch of it.
There was a sound of a plastic bottle been opened and some liquid been squirted out. He looked back to see White Chocolate lubricating the end of her baton and cried out in surprise.
"I told you it was special," White Chocolate said.
Dark Chocolate held him down. He could have thrown her off, but the rules said that he couldn't show his powers to human beings unless the context allowed. He checked the situation and decided that there was no way he could get away from this mess without breaking the rules.
The baton came down to the mouth of his asshole and she forced it in slowly.
"Do you like that?" Dark Chocolate asked, "That's what a dick feels like going in."
The defiler cried out as his asshole stretched. It wasn’t too painful and the woman, for all her gusto, was being gentle.
Dark Chocolate came around front, and forced his face into her crotch, so he could inhale the scent of her wet pussy through the fabric of her garments.
Officer White Chocolate started to pound him with the baton and he was surprised that it wasn't feeling half bad; her technique was quite good. He started to feel a strange warm feeling in his ass.
He forced his face into Dark Chocolate’s pussy and swirled his tongue around stimulating her clit. She moaned loudly as his efforts took effect.
The warm feeling became a strong gushing flow. He looked down in shock as he felt an orgasm build and flow through his penis to juice his pants. For all his years of sexual depravity he very rarely experienced an ass orgasm.