A policeman

"What is going on here?" The voice startles you and you whip your head around. You realize, looking at this 30-something policeman with a slight gut and thinning brown hair, that the woman might see justice for her ****, even as you secretly mourn that you won't see the devastation on her face after her **** comes in her.

Or the cop might fall prey to his baser instincts per your Rules. After all, you're unoccupied, wearing a miniskirt, and are all the way in the alley, and there's a **** in progress.

The **** grins toothily. "What's it look like, moron? You want a turn with this one?" He gestures sharply with his chin at you, and you freeze. "Or how about that one? She's been watching for a while and I'll bet she's just dying for some cock in her pussy."

Your heart is pounding as terror overtakes you. Suddenly all those play rapes that your ex and you enjoyed felt so much more desirable and safe. What if the cop is that 1 in 300 million men? He's armed and very, very protected by the law.

You risk a glance at the cop, who has conflict written all over his face. He's frowning, glancing at you, and glancing at the man - who grabs both the woman's wrists in one hand and grabs her face roughly with the other, covering her mouth. The man moans in a low voice. "Fuck this cunt is juicy." He turns her head toward the cop. "See that, sweetheart? Maybe he's here to help you...or to help me." Her eyes go wide as she realizes that not only is there a cop just standing there doing nothing, You're there too.

You inhale sharply at the desperation in her eyes even they roll backwards in her skull at a particularly pleasurable pump. Is that what you'd look like? You dart a glance at the policeman's crotch -yep, he's turned on by what he's seeing.

The ball's in his court. Does he arrest the man, decide to fuck you, or does he abandon you for the woman?