Emily resists a little too much.

After Emily did as she was told, the officer didn't punish her so much. He got back to fucking her, and he fucked her harder than she had ever been fucked before. His hips clapped against her ass over and over, hard enough to make loud wet slapping sounds from their sweat, and she knew that she would be bruised and sore from it tomorrow. She knew. And she loved it.

"Are your parents ashamed of you?" he asked. It was idle, like he had been wondering about it for a while. Like he hadn't just shoved his thumb up her asshole and forced her to suck on it when he was finished. "Do they know you're like this?"

"I'm not like this," Emily said.

The officer slapped her ass. Not fun, or nice, but hard, and mean. "Shut up," he said. "Normal girls don't whore themselves out to cops. Normal girls don't get fucked on stage at a fucken nerd show, you fucken loser."

Emily's cheeks burned. That wasn't hot. That was just fucking mean. What the fuck was wrong with this guy? "I'm not a loser," she said, her voice faltering every time his cock filled her up. "My- parents- are- proud- of-"

He slapped her across the face again. "They shouldn't be," he said. "They should be ashamed of their whore daughter."

"Hey!" Emily said, sitting up for the first time and trying to turn to look him in the eye. "You don't get to talk to me that--"

Suddenly a taser appeared in his hand, as if from nowhere, and her eyes opened up wide. He pushed it into the back of her neck and she screamed, feeling the jolts of electricity race up and down her spine, feeling him fill her up, feeling his weight pressing against her, and she came. She came thinking about his question, knowing what kind of a whore she was, knowing her family she should be ashamed. He pressed the taser into her spine spitefully.

"You fucken whore," he growled. "Don't you ever talk to me like that."

Emily loved it. She hated that she loved it. She hated that she loved his cock, and his hand on her neck, and the static aftershock giving her goosebumps as she shivered against the roof of his cruiser. Emily hated that he had made her cum, because it meant that he really owned her now.