The police officer grabbed Emily by her handcuffs and hauled her off of the hood of his car, throwing her onto the pavement again.
“You got your spit all over it,” he grumbled, wiping it up with a handkerchief that he produced as if from nowhere. “Goddammit, what the hell.” He sounded like he was talking about a stain on a shirt, not the saliva of the civilian he just fucked silly on the hood of his car.
Emily stared at the three loads’ worth of cum oozing out of her and onto the pavement. It hurt, her bare skin against the rough gravel, but she was still tingling from getting fucked and getting tasered so she didn’t mind so much. Slowly, though, she was coming back to herself, and that meant being reminded about how distasteful this asshole of a police officer was. He just kept complaining about her even as he was busy ignoring her.
When he was done cleaning the hood he grabbed her neck again and pulled her to her shaky feet.
“So you’ll let me go now, right,” Emily said. “I let you fuck me, now you have to let me go.” She had even had some fun with it. Two guys in the same day and a beaten public indecency charge? That was quite the day. Sure, she would have to deal with her mother, but that wasn’t anywhere near as bad as a conviction on her record.
“Not yet,” the cop said with an evil grin. “You said I could do whatever I want to you. You never said for how long. I’m still not done with you.”
He opened up the door to the back of the cruiser and threw her inside before he slammed the door shut again.
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