Use Her Nightstick

The hand went away. Something longer and harder than any of the cocks that had fucked her ass tonight came up between her legs. **** Lois onto her toes against the wall. None of the boys said or did anything. Lois didn't even dare to look back.

If I get out of this, Lois thought, trembling with fear and excitement, ass stuffed full of hashish, bottle jammed up inside her pussy, the hard wooden baton sitting right in between. Officer Fuckstick here is going to be the focus of a seething expose on police corruption.

But that was a mighty big if.

"You smell like a whore," the police woman said, leaning in close. Her free hand slipped up inside the reporters shirt, squeezing her breasts. The fist holding the nightstick was pressed into the reporter's tight butt.

"How much do they pay you to come in your cunt? Is it enough to get you high on all the cheap shit they peddle? I've seen a thousand cunts just like you, burning out their holes and brain cells one hit at a time."

The nightstick began to move back and forth, rubbing Lois Lane's pussy through her pants.

"Bet you like that, don't you slut? Yeah, I'll bet you're the kind that likes it rough. Maybe I should just toss you in the back of my squad car and see how far I can shove my little toy up your ass. Bet you'd love to show these gangbangers what you look like with a real piece up inside you."

She wanted a response, and that was the one thing Lois wouldn't, couldn't give her. Just the tiniest excuse, the slightest bit of lip, and the reporter was certain that Officer Stanley would do exactly what she threatened to do—and then she'd find the **** stashed in the reporter's colon, and it would all be over.

But if she said nothing...how long would this go on for? The nightstick was rubbing faster and harder, and Lois was afraid it would hit the bottom of the bottle with an audible clink.

Lois determined right then and there that whatever happened, she wasn't going to jail, or into Officer Stanley's squad car. No matter how illegal it might be, she had to get out of this in one piece. She'd already suffered too much tonight to end up getting **** by some butch lesbian corrupt cop with a fetish for prostitutes.

So she waited, playing for time, not giving Officer Stanley any excuse to escalate...and preparing herself to do the unthinkable if it did.