Emily on her knees for the police officer.

The officer grabbed Emily by her hair and dragged her out of the car. The little tugs at the root of her hair actually felt a little good, and she found little squeaks slipping out from between her lips. She found herself thrown onto the gravel next to the car, with the cop still holding her by the hair. He held her head right up against his uniform khakis.

"See my zipper?" he said.

"Mhm," Emily said. She figured he probably wasn't a big fan of her speaking up too much.

"Pull it down with your teeth."

She used her tongue to get the tag in a more manageable position and then bit down on it, feeling deeply ashamed. Emily knew that this was what this sicko wanted out of her, and she knew that she was going to have to oblige him if she wanted to get out of this with her clean criminal record intact. She just wished that

"There you go," he said as she pulled down his fly. "Perfect." He undid his belt himself, using only one hand. Emily had to wonder if he had ever done something like this before, considering how easily he pulled his belt from the loops. His trousers fell down around his ankles, revealing his boxer-briefs and the hard shaft making a tent out of them. "You like that?" he sneered.

"Yes," Emily muttered.

"Good," he said. "Pull them down with your mouth again."

And again Emily Shah did as she was told, biting down on his waistband and dragging them down past his buttocks so that she could let them fall like his trousers had. It wasn't easy, considering the tight hold he had on her hair, but she did as she was told. "What now?" she asked.

He slapped her. Her mouth fell open. No one slapped her! Her parents hadn't even spanked her as a child, and now this pig thought he could hit her? She wanted to give him a piece of her mind, but instead, she fell silent. She would just have to do her best to get through this and then she would be home free.

The police officer's cock prodded the side of her face. "Shut up," he said. "Suck it."