Emily gets it, hard and fast.

He had started slow, but it was clear to Emily that this officer wasn't going to play nice. He was speeding up every time he plunged his cock into her, and his verbal barrage never ended. "I bet you fuck your teachers, too," the cop said. "How many guys have you been with? You're, what, seventeen, eighteen? I bet you've had dozens, you fucking bitch. You give it out like candy on Halloween."

"I've only been with eight guys," Emily protested. It was hard to form words with him inside her, but she wasn't just going to let him slander her like this, no matter how hot it was.

"Shut the fuck up," the cop said. Apparently those were his favorite words. He slapped her cheek, hard, and she squealed again. "You'll get worse if you mouth off at me again, you dirty fucken bitch."

"I didn't--" Emily said. She was interrupted when he grabbed her, hard, by the neck and shoved a thumb in her ass.

"Shut the fuck up," he growled, digging his thumb in deep as he pounded her. "Do you want me to put my fist up your ass?"

"N-no," Emily stammered. Even she didn't know if that was alright to say. She groaned, loving the way his thumb and his cock felt inside her, almost pressed up against each other in her asshole and her pussy. No one had ever treated her like this, and no one had ever gotten her so turned on. This was so fucking wrong.

"Then don't fucking talk unless I tell you to," he said. He pulled out his thumb and reached over her, still fucking her in time, placing his thumb next to her lips. She stared down at it, knowing exactly where it had been. "Suck my thumb clean of your dirty ass, bitch, and thank me for it."

"Yes, sir," Emily said, shutting her eyes as she opened wide to take the thumb into her mouth. She licked it clean as she was told and hated herself a little for loving it so much. "Thank you, sir."