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Hellies Holes Pt 03

Hellies Holes Pt 03

by yourslutjane
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Note: Everything in Hellie's stories is pure jerkoff fantasy. In real life, I don't advise giving pussy to cops.

Alone now with the Uber driver and two strange men from the bar, Hellie suddenly found herself filled again three ways. The man who'd just been in her pussy was now up her tight asshole, making her squeal and scream. The original facefucker was fucking her pussy. The Uber driver had produced a pint of cheap vodka and was now pouring the bottle into her mouth, a warm liquid that burned her throat. She swallowed much of it while some dripped down her chin and her jiggling tits.

The Uber driver grinned and tossed the bottle aside, crouching down to kiss her with tongue while the man in her pussy licked the vodka off her skin.

"You want to suck this dick now, bitch?" he said. "You want to suck this dick that was up your ass?"

"I..." Hellie looked around, bouncing a little drunkenly on the two cocks in her ass and pussy.

Suddenly, there were police sirens all around them.

"Are you fucking serious right now?" the man in her ass muttered.

"Fuck, let's go!" The Uber driver was gone immediately, along with his car.

The other two men grunted and slid their cocks out of Hellie.

"Sorry baby," one of them said as they ran off in opposite directions.

Naked and dripping with liquor, Hellie watched as two police cars pulled into the parking lot.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Officer Hamilton emerged from one of the vehicles. "Always it's you, isn't it you fucking slut?"

"I- I'm with Dill!" Hellie gestured to the bar, to the car she'd been bent over.

"Yeah, okay, let's get you in the car and then we'll talk to Dill." Ham wrapped his arms around Hellie and held onto her tits as he brought her into his police car. He called to the other officer. "I'm going to bring her in, go into that bar and see if you can find out who called in about indecent exposure and public fornication."

Officer Ham set Hellie in the front seat of the police car, shut the door and came around into the driver's seat.

He undid his pants, adjusted his seat.

"Suck this dick now, bitch."

Hellie smiled. "Hi Officer Ham."

"Get this fucking cock in your mouth, slut." Hamilton took her hair in hand and guided her head to his cock.

Hellie slurped and hummed and panted on Hamilton's dick as they drove to the police station. There were detours taken, extra corners turned as he prolonged the car ride.

"That's it bitch, that's it," he murmured. "Fuck, yes."

Hellie pressed her head down, fucking the head of his cock with her throat, gagging herself.

Ham groaned. "I love this mouth when it's sucking my dick."

Hellie giggled, still sucking.

When they pulled into the police station lot, Hamilton held Hellie's head and came in her throat.

"That's it, sweetheart," he murmured. "That's it. Good girl."

Hellie wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and smiled.

Hamilton undid her handcuffs and grabbed the back of her neck. "Now listen, sweetheart. You're going to be your very best slut-self in there, you got it? We picked you up tonight, and if you want to get out of it without being arrested, you need to do every single thing I say."

Hellie nodded. "Yes, Officer Ham."

Hamilton sighed. He got out of the car, came around and brought Hellie, still naked, in through the back entrance.

He led her to a holding cell near the lobby of the station. He opened the door and gestured for her to stand against the bars. He made her put her arms up.

"Going to have to put this bitch in here for an hour. All of you, behave yourselves."

Ham handcuffed Hellie's hands above her head, her naked body open to the four men in the holding cell.

"What in the hell?! I'm too drunk for this, I'm too drunk for this," one of the men croaked, immediately reaching down to rub his dick through his pants.

"Fuck is this?" said the biggest man. "Some kind of test?"

"You looking a gift horse in the mouth?" Hamilton reached through the bars and grabbed one of Hellie's breasts. "C'mon Mackey, come see these titties."

"I don't trust you," Mackey said, folding his well-muscled arms.

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"Me neither," said a shorter, heavily tattooed man.

Hamilton sighed. He reached back to grab his nightstick.

"Step those legs apart bitch," he told Hellie.

Hellie did so.

Behind her, Hamilton reached between her legs and rubbed her naked, leaking pussy. He slipped a finger inside and she moaned.

"Oh fuck," said the tattooed guy.

Hellie moved her hips, trying to fuck his fingers.

You're going to be your very best slut-self in there, she remembered the Officer saying.

Slowly, he slid his fingers out. And then something wide pressed surprisingly gently on her pussy lips.

"Oh my god," Hellie murmured.

"You're gonna take my nightstick, right bitch?"

"Yes Officer Ham," Hellie whined.

"Shit," said Mackey, letting out a laugh at the name.

"You fucking asked for it baby," Hamilton whispered in her ear. He pushed the stick into her cunt.

"Aaaaa-ohhhh," Hellie groaned, feeling her pussy stretching around it, deeper and deeper. "Oh my god," she whined as it went just a little bit too deep. "Fuck."

"I should force the rest of it up," he muttered in her ear, making her moan. He began to slide it in and out of her.

"Spread those legs so they can see, bitch," he barked, and Hellie opened her legs further.

"Shit," one of the men grunted.

"She likes it," Ham told them. "She fucking loves it. Look, she's getting wetter just from you fuckers watching."

Hellie closed her eyes and moaned, trying to fuck his nightstick back.

"Did I get too fucked up and I'm still at the strip club?" said the drunk man.

"Mackey's here every other night, he can tell you it's no fucking strip club," said Ham. He slid the stick out of Hellie's pussy and she whined in protest.

"You have an hour," Ham told them again.

Tattoo man stood, approached Hellie cautiously. He touched her face, traced her jaw with his fingers.

Hellie smiled at him.

He touched her mouth, slow taps on her lips before he slid his finger in. Hellie moaned and sucked.

"Ooh that's it," he murmured. "That's it."

Soon Mackey was standing next to him as they took turns fingerfucking her mouth, making her suck their fingers. Mackey slid his fingers into her throat.

"Fuck I wish that was my dick," he said. "Hamilton, can't you uncuff her?"

Hamilton sat just feet away at his desk, looking at his phone. "Nope," he said.

"Can I fuck your pussy baby? I wanna fuck your pussy," Mackey purred.

"Mmmm yes," Hellie moaned.

Mackey took his cock out, rubbed it on her legs and thighs, trailing his precum over her body. Tattoo guy followed suit.

The drunk man didn't get up but had taken his cock out to jerk off. The fourth man stood tentatively behind Tattoo Guy and Mackey until they made room for him to join.

"Let me feel those tits," the fourth guy said, reaching for Hellie's breasts.

Hellie giggled as the men all took turns sucking her tits, licking them, motor-boating them. They grabbed them hard, squeezed her tits together, trying to suck both nipples into their mouths. They bit and chewed them, sucked hard at the meat of them, leaving hickeys and other marks all over her breasts, leaving her nipples purply red and raw from being bitten, sucked, pinched. They shook them and slapped them, enjoying how they bounced and jiggled.

Mackey sucked two of his fingers and slid them easily into Hellie's wet pussy, and she moaned loudly.

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"I can't fucking believe this." The drunk man rubbed his cock sleepily.

Mackey fucked her first, picking her up under her thighs and wrapping her legs around his waist as his cock pushed effortlessly inside her. Hellie cried out as he fucked her steadily, the other men murmuring words of appreciation. He came in her deep, groaning as he filled her pussy with cum,

The men took turns fucking her pussy, taking out their hard cocks, holding onto her naked ass and thighs as they pushed inside of her raw. One after another they came inside her, with Mackey and the fourth man coming back to do it again.

"Gimme that wet sticky pussy," said the fourth man as he fucked her a second time. "I feel this pussy, it's grabbing this dick, it's saying 'come back dick.'" Hellie giggled and then moaned as he pushed all the way inside her.

"I tell people all the time, oh, you don't understand the kind of freak I am," he panted. "And this little CUMquat." He squeezed Hellie's tit. "Is just primed for this!"

When he'd cum inside her and finished fucking, he bent down and ate her pussy until Hellie came, the other men watching in rapt silence.

After every man had cum, Officer Dill appeared. Hellie blinked, somehow both surprised and affirmed in seeing that he'd orchestrated this. He grinned at her and pointed to two cameras in the corners of the cell, on which he'd been watching the whole thing.

He opened the cell door.

"Okay now, you're all free to go. I hope you enjoyed your stay tonight, please leave us a good review." Officer Dill waved them off.

The men looked at each other and then filed out, the fourth man jiggling Hellie's tit one last time. Mackey was heard agreeing to give the drunk man a ride home as they walked out the door.

After they left, Dill looked at Hellie.

"We're trying something new," he explained.

He reached up and undid Hellie's cuffs. She brought her wrists down, bruised and rubbed reddish purple. Her arms and shoulders were sore from behind force-held up, and she rubbed her wrists and arms, shaking them out.

Dill watched, eyeing her wrists and the marks on her breasts and neck. "C'mon slut, let's go home."

He shook hands with Ham as he led Hellie, naked, back out to his car.

Once they got back to Dill's house, Dill ran a bath for her. He washed her gently and carefully.

"I'm proud of you bitch," he murmured. "You were a damn good fucking slut today."

"Thank you sir," Hellie murmured, closing her eyes in pleasure as he soaped her tender breasts. She hummed happily as he ran a warm washcloth up and down her thighs.

"My rapedoll takes dick better than any other hole ever could. How does it feel?" he whispered, holding the washcloth on her pussy.

"Mmmmm," Hellie moaned. "It feels so good."

"Is that hole sore baby?"

"Oooohh yes," she whimpered.

"Good. Is that what you wanted tonight, bitch?" He began to rub her clit, gently, under water with the washcloth.

"Oh god," she murmured.

"You want me to take you back there some night baby?"

"Yes sir," she murmured. "Mmmm please."

"What is it bitch?"

Hellie moaned. "I want someone to watch, I want someone to watch you rape me."

Dill reached down to rub Hellie's slit and she made a high noise.

"Yeah?" he murmured. "You want them to watch and hope they can go next?"

Hellie moaned again. "God, fuck. Yes."

"Good thing I made some videos for people to see," he whispered. "Now we can share your cunt with the world."

"Fuck!"

Dill put the washcloth aside and fingered Hellie's pussy in the tub, asking her if it hurt, listening to her moan in pleasure that it did, and telling her that was good.

After she came, he wrapped her up in a warm, fluffy towel, and brought her to his bed. He rubbed soothing balm on her wrists, on her nipples, and she hummed happily, her eyelids heavy now.

"Go to sleep baby," Dill murmured. "If I need to wake you up, I'll just put my cock in your throat." He spooned up behind her in the bed.

Hellie moaned, closing her eyes and pressing her ass back against his dick. He slid his cock between her ass cheeks like his own personal cockpillow, and they both fell fast asleep.

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