It's her police sergeant and he's not happy

“Williams! Are you alright?”

“Shit!” you hiss. You fumble with your pants and just barely manage to pull them up in time before the blonde policewoman’s partner bangs on the fogged glass of your car door once more.

“That’s it, I’m opening the door!” the voice announces and you’re suddenly exposed to the merciless, frigid grasp of the air outside the car. It’s an atmosphere you think fits just fine with the staring face of an angry, older gentleman with salt-and-pepper hair and stormy-gray eyes.

“Rebecca, what the hell is going on in here?” the man is wearing a similar police coat to the blonde officer. His eyes focus on his partner before they divert to you. You raise your eyebrows at the policeman and try to make yourself seem as innocent and small as possible. From the way he narrows his eyes suspiciously and rests a hand on his holstered pistol, you don’t think it works.

“Sergeant Connelly, I told you I would handle this,” Officer Williams – Rebecca – says, her voice taking on the professional tone she’d first used with you. She brushes her hair back, seemingly trying to hide the fact that she’d ditched the bun to suck your cock.

“Yeah, it looks like you handled something, alright,” Connelly grounds out bitterly. “What happened? You get your hands on pretty boy over here and everything you learned in the academy goes out the window? Christ, what the hell were you thinking?”

“I was thinking I was going to give this man a big ticket, but that was before I saw the outline of His cock. From then on I knew I just had to see it! It was so… big, bigger and more majestic than any I’ve ever seen. You really ought to take a look at it if my Lord ever affords you the opportunity,” the blonde’s eyes widen with every declaration she makes to her police supervisor, with the sergeant looking progressively more horrified and enraged.

Whatever you were expecting to happen when the hot policewoman’s apparent partner opened the door to your car, this is not it.

“L-look sir, I really can exp-”

“Shut up, punk,” Sergeant Connelly draws his pistol. “I don’t know what kind of designer **** you’ve exposed my officer to, but you won’t get the chance to hurt anyone else. I’m taking you in!”

“No, you can’t!” Rebecca throws herself on top of of you, placing her clothed bubble butt against your groin. The sight is highly erotic and causes your cock to begin to harden once more.

“Kid, get the hell out of the way!” the sergeant yells, snow whirling around him as if mimicking his anger.

“No! David Greene is the host of the Divine Cock. He is the Prophet of my Lord and God and I am His devoted servant. If you lay one hand on Him for performing His sacred duties then I will have **** to bring you up on charges for violating His religious freedom and my own!”

Sergeant Connelly blinks his cold gray eyes at the two of you, seemingly at an impasse.

“Christ, Rebecca, why didn’t you just say you were a cock worshiper?” the man shakes his head and deftly slides his pistol back into its holster. “You made me look like a complete asshole. I could lose my job over this!”

“Wait, what?” you express your astonishment out loud. You can’t believe the police Sergeant just seriously called his subordinate a cock worshiper as if she were a devotee of some religion and he'd just discriminated against her on that basis.

“It’s okay, you didn’t know, Bob,” Rebecca sighs. She looks back at you for a moment, blue eyes full of need and devotion. No one has ever looked at you this way before. You’re confused as hell, but that hasn’t diminished the fact that you like the way the beautiful woman is looking at you. It makes you feel wanted. Needed. Powerful.

You’ve felt such things before on your numerous conquests, but those had always been hollow. Shallow. Nothing that had been about anything more than satisfying a primal urge. This… this is something more.

Feeling a little bold, you snake a hand between your groin and Rebecca’s ass and squeeze her through the fabric of her uniform pants. She smiles warmly and beams at you, as if you have given her a particularly thoughtful gift.

“Thanks for being so understanding, kid,” Bob says. He gives her a wry grin. “Why don’t you take the day off and come in tomorrow?”

“That sounds nice,” Rebecca says. “If my Lord is okay with it, that is.”

She looks at you again, expectantly, and suddenly all the attention is back on you.

You gulp.

“Uh… sure?” you answer, still entirely confused by what is going on around you. Either the blonde officer was seriously convinced that your dick was a divine entity or this was a prank so elaborate and outrageous that only truly insane individuals would have carried out to this extent. Your cock is still fresh with the sensation of Rebecca's plump lips wrapped around it.

“Well, then it’s settled. I’ll radio in and tell dispatch that I’ve let you take the rest of the day off and I’ll finish out our shift,” Bob says. “Do you want me to drive you back to the station so you can pick up your car?”

Rebecca just rolls her eyes at her boss and gestures toward you with her right hand.

“Right, um, Mr. Cock Prophet, sir,” the man addresses you with a grimace. “Is it okay if Rebecca comes with me to pick up her car?”

“Uh, why are you leaving that up to me?” you think aloud. “Isn’t that her decision?”

“No, my Lord. The actions of this humble servant must never waver from serving the needs of the Divine Cock. How can I do that if I leave you without your permission?” she declares passionately, as if this is part of her fundamental understanding of the world.

“Yeah, what she said,” Bob says noncommittally, grumbling something under his breath about being dealt a grave injustice by not having his own cock worshiper.

You look into Rebecca’s gorgeous azure eyes.

“W-what do you think?” you stammer. You curse inwardly. Normally you’re not nervous at all around women, but the way things have been going have left your understanding of reality shaken at the very least. You wonder if this is one of those events people talk about that changes the course of a person’s life forever. Somehow you doubt they had envisioned something like this.

“It’s up to you, my Lord, but I’d much rather stay with you. That way I can protect you and serve whatever Divine commandment you have for me,” she licks her lips and presses her ass further into your cock.