I stumble to my feet behind Sophie. As she leads me through the bullpen I notice how different everything is in the day. It almost seems like a normal police precinct with phones ringing, officers chatting around coffee, and radios chirping.
Sophie leads me to a familiar room; the Chief's office.
"Kelly has decided to take the position. Kelly, this is Chief Howard Ready. You met last night of course." Sophie's smile has a cruel edge.
In the light of the day and without the complete terror from the previous night, I look over the Chief. He's a large man with biceps showing through his collar shirt. He has a friendly smile on his handsome dark face.
"How wonderful!" He says and gestures for Sophie to close the door. The door latches and all the noise from the precinct goes quiet. His smile gets a bit more mischievous.
"Take off your clothes, whore, I wanna see what we're paying for." He says it firmly, and the switch in his character is so swift it's alarming. I swallow, my mouth feels dry, but I do as I'm told.
Chief Ready looks over my body with precision.
"Only a few bruises on you, we weren't too rough at all, were we?" His voice has a mocking lilt and I shake my head. His large hands are poking and prodding me, he pinches my nipples and smiles at the bruises.
"Now Sophie thinks we shouldn't be too quick to break you. She's usually right about these things, so I'll leave your cunt and ass for now." As he speaks he moves his hand to my pussy and puts his fingers in. I whimper as he fingers me, still wet from Sophie's exploration earlier. He pushes me over the desk and spreads my ass cheeks. It feels as if he is inspecting me like a prize hog. He fingers my ass and I cry out. I feel a smack across my ass, and another, and another. He slaps my ass until it feels like it's on fire. It's painful but my body reacts differently; tingling and shivering.
"But your sweet little mouth..." Chief Ready moves around the desk so my face is at eye level with his crotch.
He sticks a finger in my mouth, then another and another. He moves them back and forth, fucking my mouth. I can feel spit sliding down my face. I don't have a chance to suck or lick, all I can do is take it. The room is quiet except for the sounds of me gagging and coughing around the Chief's hand.
Finally, he removes his hand and I hear the familiar sound of a belt unbuckling. Trembling, I watch as his large dick springs free of his pants. As he slides it into my mouth his hand moves to my throat. Not squeezing, just pressing. He shoves his cock in suddenly, making me take it; I'm struggling. He rubs my throat, but it's not just my throat anymore. It's my throat and his dick. I'm a hole, a vessel for his cock.
"Make no mistake, this will be a challenging position." The Chief continues talking, slowly moving his cock in and out of my mouth.
"There's a few rules to know. First, we own you. That means every officer in this precinct can fuck you. Of course, the more senior of us will get to use you more often. We will be as rough with you as we like and You. Will. Take. It. "