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Caught Purple Handed NSFW (Dr. Bellwright & Rosesseduction)

RosesSeduction

Planetoid
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Mar 27, 2024
This story contains potential triggers. Noncon, drug abuse, visuals etc. Be warned.


Did you hear the joke about the two lesbians smuggling drugs across the border? They got fucked...

Not funny? Depends who you ask!!


Neither Anna, nor Rose had dressed for the occasion. Then again, they didn't really have an orange jumpsuite in their closet. The two of them looked at one another, Rose her mascara had been ruined from the tears rolling down them. Anna however, seemed more frightened than upset. Like... like she knew something.

"Sir, I am telling you... there is NO WAY those pills are ours!" Rose had pleaded, begged and whimpered. At one point she'd torn her leggings falling to the ground and dragging her knees across the sand as repeated herself over and over again. But there was no denying the facts. Both of their suitcases were filled with these purple pills. However hard she denied it, that fact stood like a brick house.

But there had to be a misunderstanding, after all, not even a week ago, the two lovers had laid out in the sun speaking about the horrors in their home-country. Lately these pills had been popping up, or rumors of them. Women and girls going to the police, stating they were raped. But video footage showed those exact women eagerly grinding... following men home... and sometimes outright sucking cock in an alleyway. Very. Very consensually!
At first, it had been a weird trend. But when more and more women made their way into police-stations with the same stories... finally there had been a break through after weeks. When one security camera had caught a guy dropping a small purple pill into a girl's drink. At first the girl had denied the man's advances. But later that evening, she could be seen in one of the VIP booths getting railed!

An unbelievable horror for any woman! The two lesbians holding hands, watching the sunset, agreeing that they hated men even more because of this. Men had to ruin everything, right?

At least the two of them were still holding hands. Rose would have collapsed if it wasn't for Anna being around. Even though Rose was the outspoken, she was emotionally unstable. She'd rather be killed than watch her lover go to prison. And given the male guard's look... that possibility didn't even sound that unlikely.
 
"This is a shitshow," Blake said. The man in his early thirties was standing next to the one-way mirror as he and his partner Andrea observed the couple that was detained by the border police and now was transferred to them. She slowly sipped the coffee from the paper cup, but if the woman was honest with herself, the coffee no longer worked; they were interrogating the shitheads just like this for two days now. Somebody on the other side of the border was smuggling small amounts of the newly created drug, and Blake had a pretty clear idea; most of the people they've captured had no fucking idea what they were doing. This was a Sisyphean labour. He was a cop; he had to go in, interrogate the fuckers, further down her sleep-depraved neurosis, go back, file the report, and then discover that there were probably twenty more people in a fucking queue.

"Nah." Andrea, who was standing next to Blake, said she slowly shook her head and then pressed her finger against the mirror. "That one. That one knows what's up." The second cop pointed at one of the girls, the girl who was stressed but not in shock. "I don't know why, but I am sure that she knows something," the woman in uniform said.

"Bad cop and the worst cop?" Blake asked with a smile. He was not sure if he agreed with his partner, but the day was long, and he did not mind having some fun, even if at the expense of the jailed.

"Something like it." Andrea nodded. "I think she loves her." She paused for a moment. "…partner, lover. Let's start with giving the partner a rough treatment." Andrea turned her head slowly towards Blake, smiling with a little more viciousness than she would usually.

For a moment there, Blake felt a little uncomfortable. Andrea's own sister was a victim of the Purple Menace, and seeing her smile gave him a rather conflicting set of feelings, between wanting to help his partner but also keeping her out of trouble. "I'll switch the cameras off."




Soon the door into the interrogation room opened, and two cops joined Anna and Rose. They walked slowly towards the table to which the two women were handcuffed and slowly sat on their metal chairs opposite them, letting the silence fill the room. They waited for one of the girls to start speaking before Andrea harshly interrupted her.

"Silence." The woman said and looked at Anna, the girl she suspected to be the smuggler. She smiled at her and switched her attention to her girlfriend, Rose. "You." Andrea said and lifted on her chair enough to fish the handcuff key from her pocket. She unshackled Rose and pointed towards the wall, "Stand the fuck up, and walk there." Andrea said and stood up herself, leaving Blake with Anna.

When Andrea felt a moment of hesitation, she reached towards Rose's hair, her fingers knotted in her hair at the base of her skull, wrenching her upright, making the chair under the girl fall on the concrete floor. "Remove your shoes and walk to the wall. Hands on the wall." Andrea said, pushing the girl.

"Don't do anything stupid, darling." Blake said, sensing that Anna tensed, "You are already in deep shit."
 
It took... f o r e v e r ... for the door to finally open and be able to speak to human beings again. The border patrol had just dropped them off, basically giving them the silent treatment. And while Rose had been jammering to the empty walls, she wasn't exactly thrilled to talk to these people as they entered. Undeniable part of both Anna and Rose found the woman incredibly hot. She had that aura, that killer vibe... something Anna had in her as well, but her sweet appearance often made it hard for her to slay the look. Andrea... she lived this look.

Swallowing, Rose was too confused to immediatly follow up on Andrea's orders, rubbing her sore wrists, she semi expected to be let go... after all, they were innocent! But when a hand found it's way into her hair and yanked her upright, all those happy thoughts dissapeared and the cold reality set in. They were still very much guilty, even if they had no clue or intention!

Yelping audiably, Rose showed just how submissive she was as she mumbled quick apologies and kicked off both shoes. Making her way over to the wall and placing both hands on it silently.

Anna was equally shocked, while she hid a dark secret, her love for Rose was genuine. Seeing the small girl being treated like this, the blonde had to force herself to stay strong. Part of her wanted to just tell the thruth and take a bullet for Rose. But the other part knew she'd likely get the death penalty if she told the thruth... standing up, Anna shouted.

"Hey! That's not legal!" And pointed at Andrea before looking at the man next to her. "You're just gonna let that happen?!" She snapped, turning her attention back to Rose. "Get your hands off of her!"
 
Blake looked at Anna with a bland expression. "We are doing this standard routine, the bad cop," Blake said and pointed towards Andrea, who was pushing the girl around, and then he pointed at himself, "And don't-give-a-fuck cop," Blake lied, he had a lot to say about what the purple menace did to people and their families. "You can end it all though, with a confession." The policeman said, though he did not have a chance to watch the reaction, Andrea was handling her charge with a dedication like Blake had not seen in quite a while, and if he was honest with himself, it stirred something within. He stood up when he saw Anna stand and walked towards her.



Andrea pushed the girl toward the grey concrete wall, and then almost pressed her face-first into it, making the young brunette use her hands to push herself against it. "Leg's apart," the policewoman barked, and before the girl could comply she kicked her now bare feet with her leather boot apart, and only then did she release the girl's hair. "Stand like this, don't move," Andrea barked at the next command, her hands landed on the back of the brunette, and she started to pat her down. Strictly speaking, there was no need to do so, she was already searched twice, by the customs and whoever was checking her in the station, but it never hurt to triple-check. "So, you like smuggling drugs and making girls pliable?" Andrea asked when her hands reached the suspect's midriff, and then she glanced back at Anna, the girl she really suspected. "Don't worry dear, your turn will come." The policewoman hissed. "Did anyone check their cavities?" She asked, directing the question to the room.




Blake shrugged, he placed his hand on the blonde's shoulder and sat her down with force. "Sit the fuck down." He told her and then chuckled at Andrea's question. It was pretty clear where this was going, where Andrea was leading this interrogation, his hand gripped tighter around Anna's shoulder when he responded. "There is no record of any cavity search," the policeman and pulled Anna's shoulder, in turn turning the chair. The chair's metal legs filled the room with a screeching sound when they scraped against the floor, leaving her no choice but to have a front-row seat to the view that was unravelling in front of her. Andrea pushed Bella's skirt up, all the fucking way up.
 
There was just nothing she could do. Well, there was... obviously Anna could tell the full thruth and Bella would be out of here. Likewise, Anna would too. Straight to some maximum security cell where she'd be further interrogated, tortured and finally put to death. No way. She silently made the descicion she'd sit in this uncomfortable steel chair and watch as the person she loved the most had to do her part. Anna knew Bella would take this for her, and while she felt guilty, this wasn't quite the end of things.

"Only thing I can confess to is that you're a fucking abusive cop. And your partner over there, is a closeted lesbo. Look at the haircut and way she's groping my girlfriend. Hey!" Anna shouted when the skirt of her girlfriend was flipped all the way. Revealing the creamy ass and thong that lay hidden underneath. "Bet you like that huh?" Anna snarled, knowing her girlfriend had a killer ass!

Bella meanwhile gasped for air, chest pressed to the wall, face turned to the side as her cheek also touched the cold wall. It was much more the stress than the physical ability to breath. Part of her wished Anna would just shut the fuck up. What did she think was gonna happen? They were talking about searching her body, cussing them out wasn't going to help here!

Bella meanwhile tried to turn her head but couldn't. She spread her legs and remained silent when she felt 6 eyes burning on her bum. "I... please officer. There's no need." She whimpered, a tear rolling over her cheek. "These pills were put in our luggage without us knowing. Obviously I know what is... inside me..."

When blamed for this crime, Rose could not belief it. "Why... why do you think I'd want anyone to get raped? I... I hate man. They disgust me. I... I never even... nevermind." Part of Rose could not deny, standing there, officer hotty right behind her. Skirt flipped up, hands prime position to fuck... a cavity search could become a... wet... search.
 
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