Mary cursed, another god damn noise disturbance call, why couldn't people just keep their music at a reasonable level? It was new years eve and Sgt. Mary Costillo, and her new partner Sylvia were patrolling San Diego's streets. This was the 5th noise complaint they had responded to and it was only 1 am. They had been given the worst shift of the night because Mary had talked back to her captain a couple days prior.
This particular house was set back far from the road with dense hedges growing at least 6 feet tall on both sides of the red brick driveway. The house was in a nicer part of town and it wasn't surprising that a call had been made because they could feel the music from the end of the drive way. Mary sighed probably some rich kid was throwing a party with his parents out of town. This would be strictly routine, they would show up scare the shit out of the poor kids and hand out a couple tickets and be on their way.
This would be good practice for her new partner, Sylvia was fresh from the academy and could use some easy work to take the lead on. As they had made their way up to the door they noticed that it was only half shut. Smiling Mary pushed open the door and stepped into the house, she loved it when the kids made it easy for her. As they wondered around they noticed signs of a party but no people, there were large amounts of empty beer bottles and red plastic cups scattered about the floor and set carelessly on to anything that had a fat surface.
Following the music to a door that seemed to lead downstairs Sylvia opened it and started down the stairs. Marie followed giving her subordinate the lead, as the music grew louder. The stairs led to a small hallway with two doors, the music was so loud that Mary could barely hear herself think. They opened the door on the right and finding only a simple laundry room moved on the the other. Without hesitation Sylvia opened the door and strode into the room, only to be stopped in her tracks by the scene before her.
A large room lit sporadically by a flashing strobe light was filled with about 15 people in various states of undress. The music was so loud and the strobe light to erratic for them to make out what they were doing but no one had seemed to notice them yet. Feeling around for a light switch Sylvia was rewarded with a satisfying click as the lights came on in a flash. Everyone turned towards the door and froze at the sight of the two police officers. Finally able to see clearly the two women were even more surprised at what these people were doing.
They were all mostly naked with probably 10 guys and five women all performing some kind of sex act on each other. A group of 3 men closest to the door was crowded around a single woman, one had her speared from behind while the other two were standing in front of her their rock hard cocks poised before her face. Mary and Sylvia stood there staring mouths hanging open as the people stared back, no one moved for a moment before Mary found her voice and said in her most authoritative voice, "What in the hell is going on here, who's the owner of this house?"
After another moment the man who still had his prick stuffed in the lady closes to the two officers removed himself and stood up taking a coupe steps towards the intruders, his 9 inch prick sticking proudly from his crotch. "I'm the owner, what is the problem ladies?" He said as he eyed them, his gaze swept up and down their bodies in a way that made Mary's skin crawl. She was used to men eyeing her with her 5 foot 5 inch 125 pound athletic figure, full d cup breasts and an ass that popped out enough to make men drool. Sylvia was no worse, she was taller, probably around 6 foot with short blond hair and a fit body that was a testament to the academies ability to get it's recruits in shape.
Still kind of dumbfounded Mary asked the man for some identification, and he complied quickly saying it was up stairs and rushing past the two women. As they waited for him to return Mary couldn't help but notice how all the men and some of the women were staring lustily at them. The nakedness of the people made her uncomfortable, not to mention that not a single one had moved to put any clothing back on. When the owner returned they had to move a couple steps further into the room to let him by. In his hands was a big clear dildo that had to be at least 2 feet long and almost as thick as Mary's forearm.
"Listen, I've just got to ask you something ," he said with a huge grin plastered on his face, "I've heard that all women cops and sluts, is that true?" The two cops glanced at each other, had he just said that? This guy must not care about getting arrested if not beaten Mary thought to herself as she snapped, "Alright buddy thats enough your going to come with us, the rest of you can leave NOW!" And she whipped out her handcuffs. In that instant the man slammed the door shut and turned the lights off sending the room into complete darkness for a second before the strobe light, which had been on the whole time resumed regulating the room to sporadic flashes of light.
Completely surprised Mary hesitated and was struck on the side of the head with something hard and rubbery causing stars to explode in her vision. She brought her hands up to shield her face and tried to push her way through to where she thought the door was. Another blow crashed down on the back of her head and she fell forward loosing her cuffs in the process. Sylvia cried out somewhere to her right as she tried to clear the fog in her head, panic clawed it's way into her heart. As she crawled on hands and knees hands clawed at her clothing and belt from every direction, and she had to stop to defend her gun.
When she reached back to try and pry it loose she found it missing and she knew that something bad was going to happen. More and more hands covered Mary and her wrists were wrenched behind her back only to be secured by what must have been her own handcuffs. The lights came back on and Mary could finally see again, she was hoisted up by several men and carried to the center of the room. She saw the owner standing by the light switch her gun in one hand and the giant dildo in the other. Sylvia similarly cuffed was brought over and dropped in a heap next to Mary, she looked at Mary with fear in her eyes.
The man walked over and gun in hand leered at the two women, "You never answered my question, are you sluts?" "No!" spat Mary hatred giving her voice power. He laughed, "Oh I'm not so sure, why would you been taking your cloths off in front of all these people if you weren't sluts?" Confused Mary, could only glare at her captor willing him death. "Oh I'm so sorry you can't take your cloths of with those cuffs on, how silly of me!" He joked and two people came up behind them and started removing the cuffs.
"Now don't get any ideas, we have both your guns and i have no problem taking one more cop off the street." He said pointing the weapon menacingly at them. He was right, there wasn't much they could do with this many people surrounding them, so Mary just stood there wondering what exactly this would turn into. "Now, take those cloths off you little sluts." He ordered. "Fuck no!" Was all Mary could come up with, there was no way she would take her cloths off.
Laughter rippled around them and Mary knew that there wasn't really much she could do if they wanted her cloths off. "O.K. so your kind of dumb, thats alright, how about one, we beat the shit out of you and then take your cloths off, or two you take your cloths off on your own." He replied still grinning from ear to ear. A couple of the burlier guys took several menacing steps towards the pair and Mary was compelled to remove her belt. Maybe she could stall, some one would be checking in with them soon from the station.
"Thats better, keep those cloths coming off." The man said encouragingly. Mary tried to remove each article as slowly as possible, though she was only stalling the inevitable. When her shoes, socks, and jacket were off the man stopped her and pointed at Sylvia who hadn't moved, "Looks like your friend needs a little help, why don't you start with her and finish off when your done." He said. When she hesitated he slapped her across the face with the dildo and pointed the gun at her, "and pick up the god damn pace you whore." He swore.
Mary touched her face where the dildo had connected but she moved over to Sylvia and started undoing her shirt. Sylvia stiffened but didn't resist, as her cloths were removed one by one. As her breasts were reveled a whimper escaped her lips but it was covered up by the cheers of the onlookers, who seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the show. Mary's face turned bright red at some of the things being said about their bodies, but she continued remembering how quickly the man had hit her.
Finally Sylvia stood naked trying to cover herself as Mary began finishing her own cloths off. Now both women were naked and the comments had become even more dirty. "Wow I'd sure like to fuck those tits." Someone said, while another commented on how they were both shaven. "Thats very good you are both beautiful, but I'm just not convinced that your sluts yet, Sergeant you will lick your friends ass hole. That should certainly prove that your a slut." He said waving the gun in their faces. Everyone cheered shouting encouragement, but Mary was not going to put her mouth anywhere near an ass hole and she said so.
