The gig is up

Bill fed Tyler more poppers and chuckled as the rubbered man moaned louder. He rubbed his hands over the mans muscles and imagined doing a lot more to him - but he would need some privacy for that. He looked up at Frank as the assistant walked back in with Tyler's wallet.

"Think you'd better look at this, Bill."

"Why, what's up?"

Frank didn't say any more, just handed over Tyler's wallet. Bill pulled out a credit card and handed it over, still not quite sure why Frank was making a fuss. He then saw that there was another, smaller wallet behind the one containing the money. Bill flipped it open to reveal Tyler's badge and police ID.

"Oh my, Officer Tyler. Well, well, who would have thought that fucker from down at the gym was into this stuff."

Bill pocketed the ID and had a thought. While he was thinking, he fed Tyler more poppers. With a nod, he turned back to Frank.

"Frank, take the maximum you can off his card without the need for his PIN. I'm good for the rest of it, but I think I'll be convincing him to pay for this and much more. Oh, and I need a couple more items."

Bill told Frank when he wanted and headed off. Bill heard the ringing of the till and smiled at the rubbered man. "Oh, Officer Tyler, I'm going to have SO much fun with you."

Frank came back a few minutes later with the items Bill had asked for. Bill took one of them - a large ribbed butt plug - ripped off it's packaging and started to lube it up. When he was satisfied, he turned Tyler around, undid the ass zip and then started to push the plug inside Tyler. Tyler was so relaxed by the amount of poppers he had breathed in, that the plug went in easily and it was soon secured in place. Bill zipped him up again, then padlocked the zip shut. "He's gonna feel that once he comes down from his high." He chuckled at the thought of the copper that had given him such trouble with a huge plug in his ass.