He grabs you

With swift movement into the alley, he wraps a strong arm around your upper chest, trapping your arms, and presses you, face first, to the wall. You whine - you're terrified, your face hurts a bit from being ground into the rough texture of the wall, and you can no longer see the other pair.

A meaty hand hikes your skirt up and dives into your panties. He pauses at how thoroughly soaked you are. "So **** turns you on, does it?" he mutters angrily. "You were just standing here, I'll bet you enjoyed the show. You weren't even planning on reporting it, were you?" He jams two fingers into your soaking pussy, and your hips flinch away at the rough treatment. "Well cunts like you deserve what you get," he mutters darkly, and after a brief movement behind you - to release his throbbing cock, you realize - he bends you down at the waist and starts fucking you hard, your face grinding into the wall with every thrust and your lower arms flailing uselessly as he tightens his hold. Only quiet grunts escape him as he punishes you.

Even as the ecstasy of being ****, of being a helpless piece of meat, washes through you, there's a low level, sincere sense of fear - the cop is angry at his own weakness and taking it out on you. He holds you too tightly, nails digging in, and his quiet grunting gives you no clue as to his state of mind.

"Fuck yeah, copper, **** that bitch's pussy. She's a regular peeping tom, I can hear how wet she is." The other man crows with delight, then slaps his victim somewhere on her body. "See that, bitch? That's a real woman right there, knows her place is a cumdump."

You can hear the woman sob quietly as the original **** lets out a final, deeply satisfied groan. You hear him pull out of her with a squelch, and her quiet weeping is uncontrollable. "What a great cunt you are, m'dear," he says genially. "But where are my manners?" There's a rustle of movement.

You realize that the wet slurching sound of the cop's cock in your cunt have gained a weird echo. It's only when the woman mewls weakly,"Please, don't, I don't want to come," that you realize that the man is forcing an orgasm on the woman - and you really, really want to see this happen, if only to add it to your personal spankbank later.

You start to struggle a bit, and the cop stops. He releases your arms and steps away from you. You straighten hesitantly, and give him a nervous glance. There's darkness in his eyes as your eyes are helplessly drawn to the woman.

She's seated in the man's lap, her knees spread wide by his knees. The way she's twisting her torso fruitlessly tells you that the man likely is holding both her wrists behind her back. His free hand is rubbing her clit furiously. "C'mon, rapemeat," he murmurs as though to a lover,"Come for me."

Suddenly the cop slaps your face, and you refocus on him. He sneers at you. "You're one of those women who can't help themselves, aren't you?" He slaps your face again, then slams your back against the wall and places one hand firmly on your cheek, forcing you to watch the other couple. "Fine, bitch. Watch your fellow woman in agony." With his other arm he hikes your leg up and open, and slams into you brutally again. "Pity just watching isn't a crime," he mutters in your ear,"Or I'd drag you to jail, see what the butchdikes and guards do to you and your cunt."

You're terrified but feeling that tightening pool of tension that signals an orgasm. Your eyes are fixed on the resignation in the woman's eyes as she relaxes her body in preparation for the inevitable. The cop's warm breath pants against your neck.

"That's right, rapemeat," the man has an absolutely wicked smile on his face as he glances at both you and the woman. "Come like the cockgreedy whore that you are."

Almost like it was scripted, both you and the woman come simultaneously, she with tears running her mascara down her face, you with a sudden lurch of your limbs to grab onto the cop however they can.

Repulsed, he drops you on your ass, and you whimper as your cunt clenches around empty air.