Debase The Police

In the midday heat, shimmering off the blacktop, Rob could see another police cruiser arriving. It was just too easy, honestly. There was no sport in this game.

It was a good thing the rewards were so good, though...

"Mmm, more cuties to capture and brainwash." Rob sat atop the hood of one of the police cars, with a woman in each arm, one on her knees before him, and one behind, as it was meant to be. "Do you think it will be a oner or a twofer, Lana?"

"I do not know, Master." Lana sat on the windshield of the car behind him, massaging the back and sides of his head with her bare breasts. After everything that had happened to her, she had been stripped down to just her boots. "All I know is that they are sluts and all sluts must serve you."

"Well said, Lana." Rob cheered to a mute reply from his first police drone. He turned to the woman he held in his right arm, jostling her slightly. "And what do you think, Officer Cupcake?" He asked with a smile.

"That they deserved to be enslaved and fucked, Master." Caitlyn Kiramman replied, the bright and inquisitive girl too turned into a monotonous, green-eyed **** by Rob's raygun. "Policewoman are a bunch of arrogant bitches that need a man like you to teach them they are nothing more than pieces of mindless fuck-meat."

"Oh, what a smart little Cupcake you are..." Rob said to her in a patronizing manner and tone. Not that Caitlyn cared. She only cared about obeying Master and sexual pleasure, the latter of which she received when Rob pulled the lithe beauty close and kissed her.

But that act was more to trigger the woman in Rob's left arm, Caitlyn's partner and girlfriend.

"Thank you for using my girlfriend, Master." She droned while Rob and Caitlyn made out. "I am a lesbian cuck-queen. I love it when my slutty girlfriend has her hot, lezzy pussy fucked by a big, sexy cock. It turns me on and makes me want to suck and fuck cock, too..."

The woman, droning and denigrating herself and her lover, was buff with pink hair, but it wasn't Zarya, no! She was Vi! Her and Caitlyn hailing both from League of Legends and the screamingly popular _Arcane _animated series. Rob loved many things, but high up there was turning lesbian couples into ****, bisexual whores for his amusement, and Vi and Cait were perfect for that.

https://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/DominikDraw/715864/Officer-VI

They were perfect for this scenario too, Rob thought idly, with both having sexy police-themed skins in their home game. A natural fit! He was surprised he didn't think they would show up to begin with. Regardless, they were the first to answer Lana's call and the ones to inspire him on his first course of action after zonking them with the raygun. He used his powers to get rid of their practical yet flattering police uniforms for something more revealing, more sexy, and way, way more slutty. He even gave Caitlyn her original police skin. She just looked so cute in her fishnets and that tiny skirt.

https://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/DominikDraw/429983/Officer-Caitlyn---Bondage

"Yes, Master, Vi is right..." Caitlyn gasped after breaking the kiss. "Even a raging dyke like me cannot resist such a stud like you. You are so sexy and powerful, we have **** but to obey."

"We are happy as your lesbian, police-slut, fuck-toys." Vi echoed in chorus with her girlfriend. "Please allow our unused holes to service your cock."

Tempting as that was, Rob already had a naughty girl swallowing his knob. "Maybe later, Vi. Right now, I like you two as arm candy. Besides, the show is about to start..."

The police cruiser came to a screeching halt, two more beautiful bombshells stepping out from it - one blonde and one brunette. They only had to take a mere glance at the perverted tableau Rob created before their faces were stricken with confusion, horror, fear, and anger.

"Just what in the world is going on here...? Hey wait! What are you do - AAAAGH!!! Oooooooh..."

"Lana? Cait? Vi? Jill? Claire? What the hell have you done to them you per - GUUUUGH!!! Aaaaaaa-mmhm~"

The two cops were quickly neutralized, however, beams of green fired off from the raygun, hitting them square in the forehead and scrambling their brains, as had happened with Lana, with Caitlyn and Vi, and with Rob's other acquisitions.

"Targets successfully brainwashed and awaiting your instructions, Master."

Because the shooter wasn't Rob. While he was busy playing with Caitlyn, Vi, and the third woman currently sucking his cock, he had handed the raygun to the second pair of policewoman that arrived to answer Lana's call.

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As with Vi and Caitlyn, Rob should have seen it coming, they were just too perfect a fit for this scenario - Jill Valentine and Claire Redfield of Resident Evil. Two highly capable special operatives now turned into playthings for their new master, marching about in lewd outfits without a care in the world.

With mechanical precision and coldness, Jill holstered Rob's raygun and bowed, the two of the taking position on Rob's flank as a guard of sort. Though, it wasn't entirely necessary now. Rob had a feeling that the eight beauties he had wandered into his trap would be all he was getting here and now.

Eight...? Lana, Caitlyn, Vi, Jill, Claire, the blonde, and the brunette that just got zapped and...? Oh right! He almost forget about the Chinese beauty on her knees servicing his fat cock, stoic face and green eyes already covered in his own spunk. It seems that, when they answered Lana's call, Jill and Claire were hauling in a perp. Which was the universe's way of inserting Ada Wong into Rob's lurid fantasy, the spy and notorious double-crosser now instilled with actual loyalty and a zeal for her new purpose.

"You've been doing a wonderful job there, Ada." Rob cheered on his ****, splashing more cum across her face and hair.

"Yes... thank you Master..." Like Lana, Rob did not give her a sexy police uniform, but instead put her in her iconic red evening dress. Tight and daring and low cut and absolutely perfect. Though, she was probably going to need a matching uniforms like her sisters-in-arms soon enough. "I am so happy I can be of service to you. I am eager to become a slutty police-bitch like Jill and Claire. I will serve as a submissive whore for you, Master."

With a warm smile, Rob ruffled Ada's head, then motioned for her to back off. "Now... let's inspect our newest additions..."

While they were not as perfectly fitting to his growing crew of police fucktoys as Vi and Caitlyn, or Jill and Claire, they matched the theme well enough that no one would surely complain. Besides the fact, as Rob drew closer to the two dazed damsels, he realized just how big a jackpot he had hit.

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The brunette was Lara Croft, Tomb Raider. The beautiful British archeaologist and adventurer had been stripped of her will and dignity, her fit, athletic, sensual body now dressed in a tight shirt and leather miniskirt at Rob's desire. There wasn't much in the head of the brilliant academic anymore, though, as she was left a drooling, green-eyed, empty-headed drone, but Rob was going to fix that in short order.

The blonde however - no insult to Miss Lara Croft, a world-class showstopper of a beauty if there ever was one - but the blonde was the real prize: Samus Aran. Bounty hunter turned cop turned mindless ****, Rob had of coursed dressed her voluptuous form in her iconic Zero-Suit, the bright blue bodysuit that turned her into an internet-wide sex symbol almost overnight. And it certainly flattered her killer figure here; once more, Rob was flabbergasted by the sheer size and mass of her breasts, gigantic, melon-sized fuck-pillows that sagged and heaved and bounced beneath the space-age fabric with the slightest of movement.

Lana and the others were certainly a win for Rob and his harem, to be sure, but Samus was something even further than that. Already, Rob was concocting various erotic scenarios and roles he could place her into: make the fierce bounty hunter into another Stepford wife to join Brigitte in the kitchen and bedroom. Turn the strong, assured warrior into a giggly, busty bimbo. Or hell, just turn her into an exceptionally horny slut, constantly in heat and craving his touch. Make her his bodyguard, a Playboy bunny, a maid... anything and everything! The perverted possibilities were endless with Samus Aran...

But, before that, Rob had some work to do.

"At attention, sluts!" He bellowed out, with both Lara and Samus responding by snapping to attention and saluting, mindless bodies and minds working on autopilot. "You've wasted your lives working as police officers - greedy, arrogant bullies and bitches - but from this point on, Officer Croft and Officer Aran, you'll be doing something useful in your god forsaken lives. From this day forward, you will join the others here as my personal sluts and sex slaves. You will love and worship me as your one and only Master. What do you two have to say to that?"

"Thank you for the honour of serving you, Master." Lara intoned first, cool, refined British accent tinging her monotonous voice. "I will serve and obey to the best of my ability. I will be a good, obedient slut for you, sir."

"Thank you for giving my life purpose, Master." Samus agreed in droning chorus. "I was just some stupid bitch before I met you. Now, my whorish body will be put to work fulfilling your perverted desires. My fat ass and gigantic tits are at your disposal, Master."

"I am happy to hear you are so eager, ladies." Rob grinned, making small motions to Claire and Jill. "But, before I can put you to work, I have to inspect your bodies for weapons and contraband. Officers Valentine and Redfield." At his order, the other two droned policewoman snapped to attention. "Give a thorough inspection of our two newest recruits. Check all the usual places and remember, use both your mouths and your hands. Don't miss anything."

"Yes, Master. We will rigorously inspect their bodies." Claire said, marching forward, a wind-up solider set on it's path.

"Mouth, tits, and pussy. These are the areas for contraband and weapons." Jill listed, trailing behind her partner. "We will examine and inspect these critical areas."

Cuddling with his other four cop-sluts, Rob watched with intense fascination at the show his other four put on. Claire and Jill stood nose-to-nose with Lara and Samus, respectively, all four women unblinking and unflinching, all four wearing the same empty expression and bright green eyes. Then, with little warning, Rob's two Resident Ero-sluts struck, French kissing their two charges with mechanical efficiency. Slobbery moans rang off the pair's lips, and Rob could see the outline of Claire and Jill's tongues pressing against the cheeks of Lara and Samus, swishing about in order to fully complete their "inspection". All four kept their eyes perfectly wide open the entire time, giving the show an erotically eerie energy.

After the mouth, next body part on the agenda were the breasts. Claire cradled Lara closely, resting her head upon the neck of the spellbound archeologist, handing running up the taut tummy and sculpted abs of Miss Croft, past the midriff of the shirt, and onto the sizeable D-cups of the legendary Tomb Raider. Once more, Claire was entirely clinical in her work, but Lara happily gasped and moaned and gyrated with each and every ministration her partner delivered.

Jill took a different tack, slightly bending down in front of Samus, using her hands to frame the monstrous mammaries of the blonde, squishing them together as to hold them in place. Then, mouth wide open, Jill descended upon one of the propped-up boobs and began to suck on it like a starving child in search of her mother's milk. Samus's body tightened, going stiff, as she sighed happily during Jill's thorough suck job. When Jill pulled away for a moment, Rob could see Samus' fat nipple protruding against the material of the Zero-Suit. Jill saw it too, clearly, as when she went in for a second look, her front teeth gently clamped around the erect nipple, softly chewing on it before pulling back, tugging the sensitive bit of tissue. Samus' soft sighs turned into cries of passion, thighs clenching tightly from Jill's ****.

With her tits clear of any wrongdoing, Claire's hands drifted the opposite direction, down Lara's body and over the waistband of her incredibly tight skirt. It didn't take long for Claire to evoke more reactions, Lara licking her lips and swaying her thighs in sensual manner before moaning deeply. Claire continued her precise, professional efforts, rubbing and fingering Lara's sopping ****-cunt, signaling her completion by withdrawing her hand and licking her fingers clean of any residual pussy juice.

Now Jill fell to her knees, using her hands and fingers to stretch the space-age material of the Zero-Suit as tight as possible. Samus's entire vagina began to show, pressed against the tight suit, her engorged clit and puffy lips and everything in between. Satisfied with the visibility achieved, Jill gave the clothed pussy a long, deep lick, Samus making a throaty noise of pleasure the entire time the tongue was in contact with her crotch. Just to be thorough, Jill licked it in the exact same way twice more, long and slow, Samus flinching and writhing in delight. Then, doing her best to keep Samus' slick cunt spread against her suit and similarly spreading her lips open, Jill's wriggling tongue darted out, drawing circles around the outline of the vaginal lips. Samus yowled like a cat in heat, unable to maintain her drone-like composure, as she collapsed onto her back. Arching upward, she thrust her crotch into Jill's face, begging her fellow **** to dig further into her wet, hot pleasure hole.

But this wasn't about pleasure. Jill's orders were to inspect and examine, and she clearly felt she had done her duty. One more lap of the sheathed pussy and Jill pulled back. Both her and Claire turned to face Rob and saluted. "Inspection complete, Master." Jill said, her own saliva still smeared about her lips. "Both of these sluts are free of contraband and weapons and are fit for your use."

Rob groaned once again, cumming in Ada's mouth for the umpteenth time, the Chinese girl sucking him off the entire time Claire and Jill molested his new recruits. He held Vi and Caitlyn close to him, too, kissing them or forcing them to make-out or just generally cuddling with the two. And yet, despite all the perverted shenanigans he had engaged in this afternoon, he was still willing for more.

After all, Samus Aran was on the ground, humping the air in vain right in front of him. He couldn't just ignore that, could he?

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Rob's one police-slut turns into a whole police harem! It was fun and relatively easy fitting which characters I wanted to play the parts of the police officers. At first I thought have Jill and Claire and Ada was too much, but I think this is the perfect amount.

But I'm not here just to talk about that. We are fast approaching 1000 Likes (thank you to everyone) and while it might not seem like much, I do want to do something for that milestone. So I am asking you what I should do for a 1000 Likes special. Another poll? Another suggestions thread? A special one-off chapter? I do have an idea for a suggestion thread, but I want to hear from everyone first if they have any good ideas. Not another Q&A Thread, though. The first one was too recent and sort of bombed. That will come at a different time.

Also, I have recently been contributing to a thread on Cantraps' "Black Ink". If you like lesbians, vampires, superheroes and lesbian vampire superheroes, do check it out. It's a fun time!

Start of the thread in question
https://chyoa.com/chapter/Mary-Jane-Watson.1249610

Start of my contributions to said thread
https://chyoa.com/chapter/The-Deadly-Neighbourhood-Spider-Vamps.1495599