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Victim of corrupt cops [Newbalogna x HoneyPot]

She was so annoyed and literally hurt by everything going on. She couldn't hold back her anger, "You need a breath mint, tobacco breath.." She muttered though her eyes squinted just as the light shown on her face taking her mugshots was flashed. Though just a few moments later she was pushed into a room. She knew it was an interragation room just by the long mirror, she knew it was fake and there must have been other cops behind it. Tears formed in her eyes once more before she leaned forward and rested her head on the table. Water dripping down the chair and into the floor leaving a puddle.
 
A different cop showed up. She could tell just by his breath. She realized she never did get a good look at his face.
The new cop was balding, and wore glasses.
"Jessica, you're looking at a lot of trouble. Moving drugs like this is a felony in this jurisdiction."
He sat in front of her.
"But if you give us the name of whoever paid you to do this, we'll drop charges. We'll even make you an official confidential informant so his defense attorney can't call you in as a witness."
 
She shook her head, "He did! The one who arrested me, he planted it on me! You guys have cameras in your cars. Why can't you just look over the video?" She asked. She was exhausted, frustrated and just done with it all. "I'm not lying!" She reiterated with an exasperated sigh. "Please, you gotta believe me. I've never done drugs in my life, nor have I ever moved any before." Her head shook, her eyes were red with exhaustion.

"I just want to go home.." She sobbed, her head hanging down.
 
The cop's lips became a thin line on his face.
"You're not the first mule to claim drugs were planted. It's not going to get you any traction out in this county. Judge is in an election year, and you're just the kind of criminal putting away will look good for his campaign. So come clean. This is your last chance."
 
She knew they wouldn't believe her and she sighed, closing her eyes. Why were they doing this to her? Though in a desperate attempt to be set free. She knew of a man who had been selling drugs in their town and maybe she could hook it on him. "It was Joseph... Joseph White.." she looked up to him. "Please.. I'm sorry... Just let me go."
 
The man nodded, and stood up.
"I'll be back in a few minutes."
He left.
He came back, and put a blanket around her, which soaked up the moisture and allowed her to finally feel warm. Warmish.
Maybe the nightmare was finally over?
 
The blanket was wrapped around her, her lips trembling almost turning blue from being so cold and wet inside of the building. She leaned into the blanket, tears streaming down her face for how the night had went and for placing the blame on another Innocent person. She prayed they would give her some new clothes and send her on her way. She prayed this nightmare was over with.
 
The cop stormed back in, in a rage.
"You god damned whore!"
He whipped the blanket off of her.
"The man you named died a month ago in a drug deal gone bad!"
He put his face in hers, and shouted, spittle flying.
"Do you seriously think you can name a dead guy and get off Scott free?"
He slapped her across the face so hard the sound echoed in the small room.
"We're all going to show you what happens if you think you can make fools out of us!"
 
The door slammed open and her eyes grew wide, the blanket was ripped away from her. She leaned back, opening her mouth to once again defend herself though his hand beat her to it. She shrieked as her face flung to the side roughly. The slap making contact hard enough to split her bottom lip. She could taste blood in her mouth.

"What the fuck did you expect me to do you fucking assholes!" She snapped back, "Like I said, your foul tobacco mouthed dipshit planted it on me!" Though she was fully enraged now. "What do you think you can do to me? You can't fucking kill me. Fuck you." She spat in his face, the spit landing directly in the middle of his face, mixed with a bit of her blood.
 
The cop launched at her, his powerful, calloused hands wrapping around her neck, and began to choke her.
His knee ended up between her legs, and began to grind at her still sensitive clit, but it seemed unintentional.
Ash she struggled to breathe, all she could see has the bloody spit dribbling down his pink, creased face.
 
She could see the rage burning in his eyes and she smirked. Though she wasn't ready for when he literally jumped across the table and his hands made contact around her throat. She once more screamed out, struggling against his grasp as her face grew red. She squirmed and kicked her legs, though now not even a sound could escape her mouth. Her hands twisted in the handcuffs, "p-p...ple...please...." She gasped out barely getting any of the word out, feeling his knee grinding against her clit. Her mouth gaped open, fighting for air as her vision began to slowly turn dark.
 
Before she could pass out, the rage in the officer simmered.
He let go of her, and she was allowed to breathe.
But he grabbed her by her hair and yanked her onto the desk, files and things clattering to the floor as her body swept them aside.
Three other cops came into the room, one of them smacking a night stick in the palm of his hand.
 
Jess gasped, breathing in deeply as the black faded away and her vision came back abruptly. She was then stuck in a coughing fit, though another shriek escaped her throat as she was practically ripped out of her seat by her hair. Hey body slammed against the table, her wrists underneath hey body. Rubbed raw from the cuffs, bruised. Though left on her throat was his red hand prints.

"Please help me! He's fucking crazy!" She pleaded with them, though it was short lived as she noticed one had a night stick in his hand and one was the one who arrested her initially. She swallowed, "Please.. Just.. Just let me go. I won't say anything about this.." she whimpered to them.
 
"It's far to late for that," said the arresting officer, as his tobbaco breath wafted over her.
All four of them began to unfasten their belts, as the took position around her, spreading her legs open.
 
She smelled the tobacco and she finally could put a face to the smell. She swallowed and glanced around though her face went white as she saw them unfastening their belts, and unbuttoning their pants. She soon realized the true horror of what she was about to go through. "No.. No.. No!" She yelled, kicking her legs at them, though she shrieked as they managed to grab her legs and pin them down, spreading them open.
 
One of the cops lay on the desk, as he pulled his hardening cock out. The others lifted her bodily, and plopped her ass on top of his belly, her cuffed hands pinned uselessly between them.
As his cock began to probe her spread ass cheeks, another cop wound between her spread legs, pushing his cock against her exposed pussy.
At the other end of the desk, a cop grabbed her hair, turned her head, and began to smear his cock against her face, before angling it to her lips.
And the fourth cop clamnored on top of her, squashing her breasts around his cock, and rubbing them rhythmically.
 
She watched as one laid down in the desk and suddenly she gasped, grunting as her body was pushed down onto him. "Let me go!" She shrieked out, kicking her legs as her arms were now pinned beneath her back and the cops stomach. Her eyes grew wide as she felt his cock push past her cheeks, threatening her puckered hole. Soon enough her legs were forced open as another cock pushed up against her pussy.

She winced at her hair being grabbed and soon a third cock slapped her face. She cried out again, unable to turn her head away as his head pressed against her lips.

Things couldn't get any worse could they? The last and final cop climbed on top of her as he began to titty fuck her. Tears streamed down her face as she realized her whole body was about be be battered by all four cops.
 
The cops yanked her this way and that, as they pressed past all her defenses, forcing their way into her, and jerking her body around.
The kept her legs spread apart, pushing into her pussy and asshole. The one at her head pinched her nose, making her hold her mouth open wide if she hoped to breath at all. And the man on her chest gripped her sensitive breasts like a vice, smashing them around his cock while he plowed into her cleavage.
The stimulation of her nubile body on theirs must have been intense, doubled by her struggles, as they finished quickly, spraying in and on her one after the other.
Panting and flushed, they climbed off (and out from under her), wiping their dripping cocks on her hair, and fastening their pants, and leaving her on the desk, still handcuffed, dripping with cum from every hole, and congealing and smeared on her chest.
But even so, they weren't done with her.
One of the cops eyed her evilly, and brought out his night stick.
But instead of brandishing it, he flipped it around, and she saw the textured grip of the handle flash for a moment in her peripheral vision.
Then, she felt it enter her raw pussy.
 
As they fucked all of her holes, she cried outb around the cock in hey mouth. She was relieved as they all seemed to finish rather quickly in her and left her on the table covered in their cum.

Though upon seeing the baton, her eyes grew wide once more just as the handle was shoved up inside if her pussy and she let out another cry as it stretched her already sore and battered pussy.
 
The cop had a big grin on his face as he thrust the baton in and out of her. the finger grips, plus the textured skin of the handle, made for odd sensations inside of her that made her skin shiver, on top of the writhing of her discomfrt of her sorely used pussy.
He held it by the far and, and when he waggled it, the leverage created shot pain up through her whole body, making her back arch.
"Hey, I got an idea, hold her up."
While the cop kept working the baton, two others lifted the top half of her body up off the desk, contorting her body like she was in a recliner. They did not seem phased by her struggles.
Then, her heart skipped a beat, as the fourth cop appeared to draw a gun on her.
But then, she realized, it was weird looking. It had a flat nose. And a laser pointer, that seemed to be aimed at her chest.
Then there was a loud pop in the enclosed room, and sharp pain in both her breasts.
She looked down, and saw two pins stuck in either of her breasts, with thin wires attaching to the gun.
The cops then dropped her back on the table, scooting away from her quickly.
Before the fire of electricity erupted through her breasts, making her body shake violently, stuck on the spindle of the cops baton in her pussy.
 
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