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I went back to work the next week. It was pretty slow. I might have answered 3 real police calls the entire week. No one was calling for sex. That seemed to have come to a complete stop. I had sent a text to Dontay telling him that I was done but he seemed to have blocked my number after the party. I hadn't heard from him all week and that was a bit odd. I didn't go by his place because I knew I'd be too weak to say no. I was abstaining but the need to be treated like a bitch was overwhelming.
After being gangbanged all night at that party, I decided to lay off the cock for a while. Without Dontay pimping me out, I thought I was able to keep my lust in check. On my last night to work, I decided to run radar on the highway. I sat in the median, blacked out. After midnight, nothing was moving. I fell asleep in the patrol car.
I don't remember what the dream was about. I just remember the metallic rapping sound on the window that my head was resting on. I opened my eyes. At first, I had no idea where I was. I began to focus and saw the empty highway in front of me. The clock displayed 2:00 am. Oh yeah...I fell asleep on duty. I'll add that to my never ending list of sins. I looked over to the window to see what that rapping sound was. I found myself staring into a gun barrel.
The word terrified didn't really have a significant meaning for me until that moment. There was no way I'd unholster before he'd get a round off.
"Outta the car motherfucker!"
I stepped out with my hands up. I kept them mid-ways in case this guy gave me an opportunity. Then I caught movement to my side. Another gunman was behind the car. Both of them were wearing masks, the biker kind with skull faces on them.
The second man came up behind me and took my radio from its holster and threw it into my car. He did the same with my pistol. Then he grabbed a set of cuffs from my belt and cuffed my hands behind my back.
The guy in front of me hit me in the side of the jaw with his pistol, "On your knees faggot cop!"
I dropped to my knees and the second guy put a ball gag on me. My mind eased up a bit as I told myself they weren't going to kill me if they were going to all this trouble to restrain me. At least not right away. The big guy in front of me pushed me onto my side and then my stomach. I felt him tying my feet together before tying them to my cuffed hands. I was hog-tied. Then they picked me up and threw me into the back seat of my patrol car.
At least one person got in my car and started driving. I was trying my best to pay attention to everything but the only thing I could see was my hard plastic backseat and the back of my cage. After about 5 minutes (or longer-every minute seemed like an hour) we pulled onto what felt like a gravel road. The car came to a stop. Someone opened the back door and pulled me out by the bend in my knees. I tried to keep my face from hitting the door jam and the gravel but that just didn't work. I hit both.
A third man approached me with a stick and I braced for what I thought would be a beating. Instead, he inserted the stick between my hands and my body. Two of them used it to haul me off the ground and carry me like I was a bucket. It was very fucking painful. My arms felt like they were stretching beyond their limits. They were supporting not only my weight but the added gear that I was still wearing (minus the shit I needed at the moment).
They carried me into what appeared to be a poorly lit warehouse. I saw 5 or 6 guys standing around. All of them were wearing the same kind of masks. I was being carried to a plastic sling. My abductors set me on the ground. I rested the side of my face on the cold, wet, dirty concrete floor. My arms appreciated the break. I saw one of the men pull out a knife and walk toward me. I tensed up and started yelling through my ball gag. I tried to move but then all of the men held me in place. Just when I expected to feel the first penetration of the blade, I didn't. He cut a slit on my uniform pants and my boxer briefs right down the crack of my ass. I didn't need to be a rocket scientist to figure out what they were about to do to me. With one guy sticking a gun to my head, someone untied my feet from my hands. I noticed the guy with the gun had his finger on the trigger so I didn't move a muscle. They uncuffed me and put me on my back in the sling. They took the second set of cuffs from my duty belt and cuffed each hand to the chains of the sling. Then my legs were spread and tied the chains on the other end.
"Now this punk bitch is ready for us."
I was gagged, cuffed and tied to a sex sling while still in uniform. They didn't even take off my duty belt. My legs were spread exposing the slit cut into my pants for access to my hole. It didn't take long for my abductors to start freeing their dicks from their pants. I counted 6 black dicks.
The first rapist walked up to my exposed hole while spitting on his dick. He spit on my hole and then shoved his big black dick up in it. I yelled in pain through my ball gag. My ass felt like it was on fire. They were all laughing at my muffled screams.
"Fuck! This faggot's pussy is gripping the shit out of my dick!"
Even with the searing pain of being impaled, I started getting hard. Yep. Only a total fucking whore of a cumslut would get hard while being raped.
"Holy shit! Bitch boy is getting wood. He's liking this shit!"
"I knew the bitch would. They said he's a mindless cock whore for black dick."
It wasn't long before my muffled screams became muffled moans and yelps of pleasure. My rapist was holding onto my thighs. He started jackhammering into my pussy. Eventually he threw his head back and roared while he emptied his seed into my wrecked asshole.
As the cum started leaking out of my hole, the next rapist stepped into place. He grabbed the front of my duty belt while sliding his rod in and out of my cum lubed hole. I couldn't help but moan while he fucked me. I had closed my eyes during his pounding. I opened them again after he slapped my face really hard.
"Bitch, you ain't supposed to be liking this shit!"
He slapped me four more times while he fucked me. After a while, he pulled out and brought his hard dick over to my face. Another rapist stepped in between my legs and started stabbing my hole with his dick. With my face still stinging from his slaps, he said, "My nut's going in your eyes, you fucking slut!" I tried to turn my head away but one of the other guys held my head in place and my eyes peeled open. The rapist kept his word and busted in my face and eyes. That stung pretty fucking bad and made it hard to see anything else that was happening.
The men surrounded me while I was getting fucked. They stroked their dicks around my face while all 6 took turns fucking my ass. During the fourth fuck, I came in my pants. The evidence was obvious as it leaked through the polyester.
"Bitch just nutted while you was up in her pussy," they laughed.
"Yeah he's loving my dick. Bitch'll prolly follow me around the rest of his life."
By the time the sixth guy was inside me, three of the others had shot a second load on my face. I could feel the cum on my cheeks and in my hair. I really wanted it in my mouth, but I was still gagged. My dick hadn't gone limp the entire time. Apparently my addiction had gotten so bad that I was actually enjoying being raped.
The sixth guy busted his nut in my ass, but he didn't pull out.
"I like to piss after I nut." Then he pissed in my ass. That was a weird sensation. He pulled out and the piss leaked out of my hole along with an assload (pun intended) of cum. Then they guys stood round me and started hosing me down with their piss. I was drenched.
"I wanna try something."
That wasn't something that I wanted to hear. One of the rapist walked up to my hole and started fingering me. First, one. Then two. Then all five. Then he made a fist. They saw my eyes widen and they started laughing at me. My screams of pain were once again muffled by the gag as the rapist fist fucked me.
I could feel my raging hard dick shoot another load of cum in my pants as the fist of my rapist kept punching my prostate. He kept fisting me after I came which hurt so fucking much.
"I'm almost to my fucking elbo!"
I heard him say that just before I checked out from the pain. Yep. I passed out. That was probably for the best.
I woke up in the gravel lot next to my patrol car. My hands were cuffed in the front and my feet were tied together. My jaw was sore as fuck, but they had taken the gag out. I sheepishly looked around for my abductors. I was alone. The sun was rising. I always kept a hidden handcuff key in the shoelaces of my boot. It definitely came in handy. I freed myself and stood up painfully. I had a black eye and my bottom lip was swollen. My asshole felt like someone had driven a truck through it (and for all I know, they did). Cum was still leaking from it. My hair was all matted up with dry cum as well. I stank of urine.
I sat in my car and saw the keys in the ignition. My gun and radio was on the passenger seat, along with $200 in cash. There was a note that read, "You earned every fucking penny, cumwhore."
I drove to a paved road. It took a few miles to figure out where I was. I called the county dispatch to see if they were looking for me. They weren't. No calls came in while I was...detained. I called the dayshift officer that would be relieving me in half an hour to tell him I was going home since I'd had an accident in my uniform. He was laughing at me when I hung up.
I pulled into my driveway and sat there for a minute. I wasn't myself anymore. My addiction was so powerful that I enjoyed being raped. I wanted to hunt those guys down. Not for justice, but for round two. I thought I could control my lust, but obviously not. There's no way I could keep doing this and not lose my job. Or my life.
To be continued...