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You are starting to think entirely in contradictions and oxymoronic options. Passively accepting being manhandled and molested certainly isn't manly. Dropping to your knees and willingly sucking a mall cop's cock doesn't seem studly at first glance, but looking at it through Maddie's warped lenses you can see a kind of loopy logic. Taking control of the situation and proving you can slobber down a shaft and not enjoy it is the best proof possible of your masculinity and worth as a master.

You know you'll have to really sell this to make Officer Dredd happy enough to let you go after you take his load. You rub your thicc cheeks against his girth and coo, "Oh please, can I suck it Officer Daddy? It feels sooooo big and thick, I just can't wait to taste it!" You can't believe how slutty and femmey you sound, like something out of a bad porno. It seems to have the desired effect on your intended audience, as he whirls you around and pushes you to your knees with a guttural grunt of approval.

You look up at him with eyes brimming with tears, and hope he mistakes them for tears of happiness as you continue in your cartoonish sing song serenade, "Oh Officer Daddy! Thank you for making my sissy dream cum true! I've never sucked a cock before, and it's like the bestest gift ever! Can I unwrap it?" You blush half expecting him to call your phony as a three dollar bill performance out, but instead he growls even louder and lower in approval. You laugh inwardly at what an easy mark he is. All you have to do is imagine you are one of the sluts you always wet dreamed of and he eats up the splenda sweetness with a spoon.

You unzip his polyester pants and do some method acting as his prick flops free and smacks your upturned face. Your shock is entirely genuine as you squeak, "Holy moley! It's a monster!" His throbbing tool is bigger than your head and so thick you can barely close your fist around it. You stroke it up and down, wondering how he stays upright with so much blood filling his boner. You realize with a mixture of regret and relief that you don't exactly hate this so far.

It's actually kind of fun feeling his prick pulse against your palm and knowing his dick is drooling over you. It's like getting away with something, like pulling a prank on a bully and having them thank you for it. He thinks you are some slutty sissy, but you know you are a straight stud just pretending to get off on stroking his shlong, and the thought of pulling a fast one on him is giving you a naughty thrill. You rub your palm over his spongy cockhead and slide his precum up and down his swollen shaft until you hear him moan. Then, purely to sell your scam, you make a show of licking your sticky hand clean and sucking his leak off your fingers.

"NNGH Enough foreplay, fag! Wrap those pretty lips around my prick before I lose my patience." Dredd growls as he pushes your face against his fuckstick. You suppose you can't tease him forever. His precum didn't taste so bad, so maybe his cock won't be too gross. You steel yourself so that you won't show any signs of disgust and put everything you have in your performance, sucking on thick, bulging vein until you feel his grip lighten, then planting sloppy smacks and lusty licks up his shaft, looking up lovingly the entire time. He pulls his hand away, surrendering control to you as you worship at the altar of his manliness, or pretend to at least.

It's an entirely convincing performance that has Dredd riveted. He seems especially enthralled with how you roll your tongue around the rim of his mushroom head and pucker your lips around his piss slit and suck his pre like you can't get enough of his musky taste. You put a Pacino worthy spin on the show, slowly stretching your plump lips around his prick and softly sucking around his head and shaft while you fondle his weighty balls. You can only make it about a third of the way before you stall out, sputtering and gagging on his girth and pulling off to gasp for air. Firmly committed to your role by this point, you look up and pant, "Can you spit in my mouth Officer Daddy? I need more lube to swallow your snake."

For a second it seems like he might explode all over your face, and you feel a surprising stab of disappointment that your little scam is ending so soon. It can't be because you like sucking off some menacing manly man, it must be because you are having so much fun fooling him that you don't hate every shameful second of this. So when a thick stream of his spit lands on your open tongue, you make a show of swirling it around and slurping it down before cooing, "Thank's for the kiss, Officer Daddy!" not because it felt like a sizzling drop of some of the first real affirmation and an approximation of affection you've ever experienced, but because you want to see the look on his face when you out slut his most sordid expectations. His face flushes and he looks almost bashful, almost cute as you dive back down on his dick, this time getting almost halfway before you glug and gag.

You find a raunchy rythm sliding down in slick spirals as you milk his manhood with the tight suction seal of your lips and the taut, tender tissue of your throat squeezing his shaft hard and hungry. Your tongue trails under his cock, rolling and writhing against his almost bursting veins and feeling out by throbs and moans how to best please your mark. Your own cock almost feels like it's getting sucked by an invisible maw, leaking so lewdly in your panties that you know you've ruined their resale value. You open your mouth one more time for another loving loogie of lube, and Officer Daddy surprises you by bending over and feeding you his tongue instead.

"Fucking MMPH faggot! How SLURP dare KISS you SHLLP kiss MMM me?!" The mall cop crushes your lips with his and pounds your tonsils with his tongue. You moan in his mouth and grind your groin against his leg like a bitch in heat, shocked and stupefied with how strangely similar and deviantly different a man's lips feel sucking yours compared to Maddie's. You tell yourself you are just too good at acting for your own good, that you aren't turned on by kissing a man, just giddy you can trick one into kissing you. You swallow his spit and stifle a giggle thinking of how gay he must look and then he breaks the kiss and you are gasping for air and gulping on his groin until you feel his pubes tickling your nose.

"This NNGH is what GRRR sissy MOAN sluts GROWL get!" Dredd grabs your head with his huge hands and holds it down against his hips as he explodes in your throat. Your eyes roll back in your head as he continues to pump his hips and shoot down your throat. The sheer sordid surreality of your prank 'paying off' sends you spiralling out of control, your cock spurting in your sparkly panties and fireworks exploding inside you has you cum hard and hot and hungry. He lets go of your head just before you black out, and after a short, single breath, you are back on his spraying shaft, bobbing and sucking and slurping up every last delicious drop.

That's when you hear a familiar voice shout, "Busted!" and you turn, shamefaced and sticky to see Maddie standing in the doorway. Before you can explain how this is actually proof of how manly you are, she exclaims,