Nothing

You bite down hard on your tongue, somehow managing to retain what was left of your tattered dignity in silence as he finally withdraws the last of his cock from your not quite completely battered cunt. Its head pops audibly free and another, much less pleasant shiver runs up your spine as you immediately feel the rush of cold forest air into the void that was so intimately comfortable not seconds prior.

“You know, I’ve fucked a lot of hot pussy,” the cop chuckles to himself, peeling your shorts down to your knees before slapping his hands back onto your ass cheeks. He pulls the insides of your thighs apart with his thumbs for a moment, bawdily exaggerating the twitching gape he had so thoroughly fucked into you before continuing. “This was one of the hardest to pull out of.”

What a fucking compliment.

Before your vagina regained anymore of its previously demure composure, he reaches into you with a rough thumb, crudely scraping at your insides before bringing it back out and placing it uncomfortably close to the tiny, pristine rosebud that is for now your anus.

You involuntarily swallow. So concerned you were with keeping this guy out of your pussy that you hadn’t fully thought through what was about to happen to your asshole. With the kind of damage a cock like his did to your pussy, you’d probably have trouble keeping yourself from—

“Fuck!” you scream out as he presses something large into you, easily piercing your anus. You reflexively pull away but it stays with you, in you, despite your best efforts.

“This will go a lot better for you if you relax.” The cop chastises you from behind. That’s fucking easy for him to say! As he pulls it up and to one side, it takes you a moment to realize that it’s his thumb he’s planted into your tightly gripping sphincter but that doesn’t do much to ease the pain. As he starts to work at stretching your poor virigin asshole to accommodate what’s to come.

“You know kid, you should have told me you were a virgin back here. This is gonna take a bit longer to get you ready for this.” This asshole cop doesn’t need to know your sexual history, no matter how brief it was. You shift your weight back and forth between your legs, trying to take your mind off of the stabbing sensation in your asshole as he reaches down and runs his other thumb through your sex and positions it to push in next to his first one. Fuck. You didn’t know whether you wanted him to stop or get it over with. You just knew you were all nerves right now. You’re going to be sick.

Then he does the nicest thing he possibly could have done in that moment.

“Hey. It’s getting cold out here. Hold this for me.”

Your logical mind draws a blank for a second. Here you are, handcuffed, bent over against a tree, shorts around your ankles, in no position to hold pretty much anything. It isn’t until you feel his cock pushing is way back into your neglected pussy that you start to appreciate his sense of humor.

He isn’t fucking you this time, he isn’t even all the way inside, just plugged in far enough in that you’re clearly both appreciating each other’s company while leaving enough room for him to continue to work on your stubborn asshole with his thumb. While it still hurts, the warm buzz of your vagina helps to ease the pain.

This still puts you in a precarious position, seeing as you could certainly put his cock to much better use right now.