Fuck The Police

The side of a California highway in the middle of the afternoon was a strange place and time for an orgy, but for Rob Daily, "strange" was barely a concept anymore.

With his police-sluts all gathered and converted, Rob and his clones quickly descended upon the mindless beauties, quick to use them and try them out, put them through the paces as his newest slaves.

A pair of Robs quickly snatched Lana and bent her over at the waist, spit-roasting the well-used cop. If she wasn't still stuck in her trance, then she would be well and truly fuck-drunk by this point. But Lana took both cocks without a word of complaint, body rocking between the two clones, moaning and slurping like the mindless sex-**** she was.

"Man, honestly, I can't believe it." The Rob getting his cock sucked said, holding a handful of Lana's hair to keep those beautiful lips in place.

"Can't believe what?" The Rob pumping his cock into the bountiful backside of Lana asked his clone.

"That we've been doing this as long as we've had and this is the first black woman in the harem! Think about it - we have plenty of Japanese girls; we have a Pakistani girl, a Thai girl and a Hispanic girl; Chinese and Russian and Swedish. We have demons and aliens and witches and androids. A Hulk and some mutants, plus whatever you want to classify a Gerudo as, and yet, Lana's our first sister."

"And what a fine one she is!" This Rob gave Lana a stiff slap on her jiggly butt, before seizing her wrists and pulling back, sinking his cock even deeper into her pussy. "I'm talking about some Mulatto butt here!" With a laugh and a cheesy smile, the Rob located at Lana's backside began to sing, "Mulatto Butts! Black-and-white butts!"

His counterpart quickly joined in, chanting, "Black-ass mama! White-ass daddy!" The two quickly devolved into a giggling fit, laughing and shaking their heads at their own stupid joke.

"God, we're such dorks..."

"Yeah, but who cares anymore? The girls love our dorky-ass. So we can sing our stupid songs, dance some stupid dances, or do whatever the hell else we want. No fear, just hot bitches, all day!"

The two clones nattered on, Lana completely ignoring them, as she focused entirely on her orders. She was quickly rewarded when both came at the same time, a pincer maneuver drawn in semen. Lana's stomach gurgled in protest at the **** she had suffered today, but she ignored that, too. She was a good officer, and all she did was what her superiors told her to do.

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"I am a slutty, cock-addicted lesbian bitch..." Caitlyn chanted, moaning softly in time to Rob's rhythmic thrusts, grinding her butt against her crotch in animalistic need for more.

"I am a slutty, cock-addicted lesbian bitch..." Vi droned in chorus, mimicking her girlfriend, instinctively squeezing her thighs around her Rob's waist, squeezing them tighter the deeper and harder her drove into her.

Both of the lovers-turned-slaves had a Rob on them, Caitlyn bent over at the waist and taking her from behind. This Rob was enjoying Caitlyn's lithe body, athletic yet slender, running his hands over her hips and slender waist, reaching up to cup her small, perfectly shaped breasts, stroking or pulling on her long, luscious hair.

"I am a slutty, cock-addicted lesbian bitch..."

With her legs around Rob's waist, his cock buried deep into her tight, muscular snatch, Vi had the rest of her body propped up on the hood of her patrol car. Her muscular body was shining in the afternoon sun, covered in a sheen of sweat and cum, making her Amazonian physique even more mouth-watering to Rob, eyes locked on her shredded abs, hands pawing at her thick, dense thighs. Vi's heavy breasts heaved and bounced, the pinkette grunting contently with every deep thrust of Rob's.

"I am a slutty, cock-addicted lesbian bitch..."

Finally, a third Rob sat high atop the hood of the same car Vi was propped onto, cock erect and gigantified, all the better for the two lesbian lovers to have their fill of it. In-between breathy moans and their disparaging chants, the two would take their turn servicing the third cock, Caitlyn cupping one heavy, cum-filled testicle while running her tongue up and done the turgid shaft, savouring the taste and sensation with long, intensive laps, **** to lick every inch of Rob's pulsing, arousing cock. Hours ago, Caitlyn had zero interest in men sexually, and was especially repulsed by anything resembling a penis, but now, she was obsessed with it. Rob's cock was her life. Her everything. She was intimidated by it's size and girth, but she still needed to submit to it and pleasure it. And, if it came to it, her Master's orders would trump whatever trepidation she possessed. Caitlyn Kiramann was a cock-addicted lesbian **** for her Master.

In contrast and reflection to her partner - Caitlyn being refined and serious, if naïve; Vi being rough and reckless but streetwise - Vi showed similar worship to the third Rob's cock, but without any hesitation in pleasuring it. Vi dove straight into pleasuring her Master's great, domineering cock, using the entirety of her mouth to accomplish such a task. She would swallow an entire swollen testicle, cupping the ball in her mouth and sucking on it like a jawbreaker, feeling it press against the inside of her cheek while she lathered it with her tongue, before spitting it out with a wet, popping sound, like a suction cup breaking free. Then, craning her neck upward, Vi would bravely begin to engulf the engorged head of Rob's monstrous shaft, like Lana before her, worrying and ramming it down her throat, gagging and drooling the entire time, as head and rod stretched her tender, virgin throat to it's limit. Still, in her empty, mindless trance, Vi did not balk or complain, hardly feeling any pain or discomfort, as she performed her duty as ordered. Vi was a cock-addicted lesbian **** for her Master.

"We are slutty, cock-addicted lesbian bitches..."

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Where there was order and control in Rob's fucking of Lana, Caitlyn, and Vi, there was nothing remotely similar to that with how he dealt with his three RE whores. Four Robs first appeared, then six, then eight, then up to a dozen before shrinking back to six - or more, or less! -, all swarming Jill and Claire and Ada, three women **** into the gangbang of their lives, mouth and pussy and ass and hands and tits and everything else fair game for their Master's desires.

At the moment, Ada had it the easiest, bent over and taken from behind by one of the Robs, body shaking and trembling as she was furiously fucked. Her red dress was stained with sweat, cum dribbling down her slender, toned thighs, Rob constantly discharging his seed into her.

"Mmm... ah.... yes, Master!" Ada gasped, taking shuddering breaths and speaking in long moans, the overwhelming pleasure frying her brain and even affecting her mindless state. "I don't want to be a spy and thief anymore. I don't want to be a bad girl. I want to be a good girl. I - GGGUUUUGHHHH!!" More cum filled her pussy. She could feel how tight her womb was getting, overfilled and backing up. She could fill the hot rivers flowing down her legs, to pool on the asphalt below. It felt good.

"I want to be your good girls, Master. I want to be your horny, obedient police-slut... like the other girls. Make me a slut, Master. Make me a slut, Master... make me a slut...."

Claire and Jill, on the other hand, were the in the eye of the storm, surrounded by all of the active clones, close in on all ends, big, thick cocks everywhere they could see, no escape from them or their purpose. Jill was squatting on the face of one Rob, greedily slurping at her pussy, while she had an iron-hard cock in each hand, stroking the slick, hot shafts with eagerness and efficiency that only came one from her chance. Thick globs of seed streaked along her face and chest, even as she stared with emerald eyes, blinking and unbothered.

Her partner was sitting as well, Claire bouncing up and down on another Rob's cock, her ponytail-bound hair flopping in the air with every motion, and every motion punctuated by loud, lustful cries. More Robs still surrounded her, these ones stroking their own massively, magically altered cocks, alternating in their releases, splashing more and more cum all over Claire's body, carelessly splattering onto Jill, as well. Friends and partners, officers of the law, now little more than cum-soaked sex toys for Rob's amusement.

The one Rob fucking Ada **** his pet into the fray, frog-marching her into the tangle of human bodies, holding her by the back of the head and pushing her forth. First to Jill's chests, and then to Claire's. Without any orders, Ada lapped up the cum that had collected in between the valley of their cleavages.

"See, you already are a good girl, Ada." Rob said to his newest toy. His other selves did something similar, forcing Jill and Claire towards Ada, the three sharing a three-way kiss. "All you have to do is obey and serve your Master."

"Yes, Master... thank you Master..." Ada slurred around the hungry tongues of Jill and Claire. "I love you Master... I love being your slut..."

"We love being your sluts..." Claire and Jill chimed in, the three women chorusing together, "We love being our Master's slaves!"

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But for Rob's newest newest toys - his most shiniest and sparkliest police-dolls, straight out of the box - he had extra special plans for.

Lara Croft was sandwiched between two Robs, one atop and one beneath, being subject to a vicious act of double-penetration, both her asshole and pussy being reamed simultaneously. She was reduced to nothing more than a moaning, whimpering shell, body rocking and humping between her two identical masters, lost in her thoughtless state.

But it was Samus who got the premium treatment. One Rob to herself, the prime Rob, and he was all over the blonde bombshell of a bounty hunter and her perfectly skintight, absurdly form-fitting suit. Rob also thanked his perverted mind for conjuring this version of the Zero-Suit, because he was certain it wasn't either canon or standard for the bodysuit to have tearaway slits that revealed Samus' blazing hot pussy or freed her gigantic bust.

Like Lara, Samus was helpless to Rob's ****, moaning and drooling as she rode Rob reverse-cowgirl, Rob sitting in the passenger's side seat of his car, bucking hips keeping Samus bouncing and her tits flopping freely. That is, when he wasn't groping them with his big, strong hands, thick fingers squeezing the ample mounds of soft titflesh. Lifting them and weighing them. Tweaking her erect nipples with thumb and forefinger.

"Fucking god damn it, you slut!" Rob grunted, words tense but mood overjoyed. "Not only is your cunt swallowing my entire cock with ease, but you go walking around with this fat tits like it's nothing." They were gigantic, to be sure, maybe not the biggest Rob had seen or held or tasted - because that superlative was a very high bar to match - but Samus and her massive F-cup were certainly top five of the bustiest babes in his harem. Maybe even top three; only Izu and Tifa definitely dwarfing her, if by the merest of distances.

"You wasted your life working as some uptight police bitch, Samus!" Rob catcalled her, slapping her tits and feeling the walls of her vaginal cavity give his girthy cock a loving squeeze. "With this body, you always should have been a hot slut. A glorified fuck-doll. My loving sex-****." He gave her breasts another few slaps, each time feeling his cock being given hot, tender pussy-hugs. "Hmm, you like that, don't you?"

"Y-yu-yessssss...."

"Say it! Say how much you love getting your titties smacked!"

"Yes, Master! I love when you smack my big, bimbo titties!" Samus' voice was high and strained. Like Lara, her brain was fried from the sheer pleasure, but that was okay. She was going to get use to it. "M-my life was a big waste until I met you, M-ma-muh.... MAAAAASTEEER!" Samus came to a screaming orgasm, the first of many to be sure, even if Rob hadn't given her with his cum. She screamed and thrashed, tongue flickering out of her mouth, tits and ass shaking like there in an earthquake, all of the muscles in her back and shoulder growing taut and tight, standing out against the blue of the Zero-Suit.

Samus moaned and huffed, breathless and dry, a helpless human fleshlight trapped on Rob's cock. He did not pause one second, even as her pussy clamped down on him like a vise, so tight it was if their flesh was becoming one. But even that wasn't enough for him to give in. The legendary Samus Aran was his, so he was going to put her through her paces. Make he work for her reward.

It took her maybe five minutes.

"I love it when you smack my big, bimbo titties... I love your huge cock in my hot, needy cunt... I love when you demean me and my profession and my friends... I love being under you control being your slut being yours I love you Master Master Master Master MMMMMMAAAASSTEEEER!!!"

Babbling like a ninny, words rolling off her tongue without heed or care, Rob took Samus to another orgasm, this time pumping his seed into her. In the heat of the moment, Rob wanted to say he put a gallon of cum into her. Not probably, not likely - especially give how none spilled over onto the upholstery of his car; a busty blonde would have to clean that up if it did happen - but... it was another idea to tag for later. If these naughty girls wanted his cum so badly, he could give them all they could handle.

By the time Rob felt finished and satisfied, recalling his copies, he had eight slutty police officers scattered atop the burning hot blacktop, exhausted and filthy with sweat and cum, their skimpy parody uniforms torn to shred or cast aside. Rob looked at the scene like a master painter would look upon his latest work, with appreciation. A soul-filling contentment, pleased with the fact he had done this thing. He had birthed this into the world.

But it was only a start. There was more work to do.

Clapping his hands and barking orders, Rob roused his wrecked rank of officers. "Get up, skanks! I have a meeting with the chief of police and I'm going to need an escort!

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Not particularly feeling this one. I am not the best at writing long, involved sex scenes, and this chapter certainly shows that. But, I'll never get any better if I don't try, so thanks for bearing with me. Only three more chapters before this arc concludes.