Descension into submission

My wife: Susanne, myself, my best friend: DeMarco, and his wife: Angela were sitting in a restaurant called: ‘The Vine’, celebrating Marco and Angela’s 5th year wedding anniversary. They had a 2yr old son (Cody), and Angela was a sous-chef at the very restaurant we were eating at. The food was delicious, as the chef kept coming out to the table to make sure everything was to our liking? I watched Marco and Angela kiss a thousand times that night, realizing just how much in LOVE they were, and just how much my wife and I were lacking! Things hadn’t been good between us in a while (even before my run-in with Adeem). We seemed to be 2 gliding ships in the night going in opposite directions, destined to either breeze right by each other (unseen) in the water!

I watched everyone sitting around engaged in conversation, while I sat quietly to myself, contemplating my ordeal with Adeem. Nobody knew what I was going through. How could I confide in them? What would they think and/or say about my character afterwards? None of them would be able to understand how I let it get this far out of hand! They would all wonder WHY I didn’t make a formal complaint to get this guy off the streets before he hurt someone else…?

“Excuse me…” I said, getting up from the table, needing a smoke!

I needed to step away, feeling claustrophobic while sitting at the table! I walked outside onto the terrace, looking down at the Center City streets below as traffic (transit busses and cars) drove by on the first floor level beneath us. I pulled out a cigarette and lit it, taking in that all so import first puff, filling my lungs with smoke!

“Hey buddy, you alright…?” asked DeMarco, walking up behind me, slapping his large hand heavily on my back and shoulder, supportively. “You seemed…distant in there. Did you and Susanne have a big fight or something?”

“No…no, nothing like that…” I admitted, pausing myself from going any further, looking back into his hazel eyes and realizing I couldn’t possible tell him the truth as to what really happened, he would never believe it! HOW could a cop with a gun and a badge and a license to USE it ever get raped by someone…? I’d be laughed right off The Force!

“…I’ve just, uh…well…looking at you and Angela in there…seeing you both look so happy and in love…just kind of made me realize Susanna and I haven’t been that way in a while…” I admitted, feeling comfortable enough to say that much. “…we don’t argue or anything, but the LOVE seems like its stalled a bit! We definitely don’t make love as much as we used to!”

“Nobody does, buddy…” chuckled Marco, leaning on the rails on his elbows, holding his glass of wine in his hands. “…it’s virtually impossible to keep up that kind of stamina indefinitely, you’d never be able to get anything else done!” he joked. “All couples go through a decline in sex, especially after a new baby’s been introduced! Its nothing to worry about. You’re just settling into marriage. Everyone goes through it, even Angie and me!” he assured, nudging me with his elbow (affectionately).

“Was that ALL that was bothering you…?” he asked, curiously.

‘It was ONE thing…’ –I thought to myself. Answering: “Yeah.” to him specifically, unable to go into the REAL issues troubling me.

“Okay…” said Marco, not pressuring me for the truth, but standing beside me (supportively) if I needed him. “…just remember, I’m here for you if you ever want to talk about anything important!” he insured.

“Thanks man.” I said (needing him now more than ever, but too afraid to speak honestly), as we looked out over the railing and watched the city go by beneath us!

It was a little less than a week before I got the next call from Adeem. I was on patrol, talking to my wife over the phone about picking up some ingredients she needed for a casserole she was making for dinner. I was in the middle of talking to her when Adeem’s number popped up on my cell! “I’m sorry honey, but I have an emergency call I have to take!” I told her. “I’ll call you later when I’m done!” I promised, before clicking over. “Yes?” I asked, hearing HIS voice (which sent chills up my spine)!

‘Much better.” he said, ominously! ‘Can you talk?’ he asked, then continued before I could respond. ‘I assume you get off again around 6pm?’ he guessed correctly. ‘I’m gonna text you an address, be there by 6:30, and have yur cop uniform on, don’t wear it and see what happens!’ he concluded, hanging up in my ear. A moment later I got a text message. An address (just like he said), nothing more, nothing less. I had no idea what this place was or where it was located? But at 6:30 sharp I was there in full uniform.

Turns out it was an apartment address. The neighborhood was predominately African American, and it seemed like everyone was outside on this day, all staring at my cruiser as I pulled up in front of the complex and got out (in complete uniform), donning my baton (gun on my hip) as I closed and locked the car door and headed inside to find the address in my phone.

I ignored the hard and dirty looks I got from people whom were already skeptical when it came to police authority, walking inside and searching the halls for ‘16-A’ on the first floor. I knocked on the door, then heard him say ‘come in’, as I twisted the doorknob and walked in, finding HIM (6' 2", 230lbs w/a thick dark-skin muscular build) sitting on the living room sofa naked (on a towel), his strong muscular legs spread wide (for me), and his cock completely hard at 9 and 1/2 thick black inches!

I stared, dumbfounded!

“Don’t just stand there you dumb bitch, close the fuckin’ door and assume the position!” he ordered, snapping me out of my daze! I closed the door and crossed over to him. The apartment was scarcely furnished, with pink carpeting and children’s toys scattered about the place. It was an apartment obviously belonging to someone. Someone with kids! Was it his? Was he married, in a relationship with a woman? I had no idea WHO Adeem Harrison was or what he did for a living? There was no record of him in any police data! No social media accounts. Nothing.

I immediately dropped to my knees in front of him, staring at his big (menacing) cock up close! He looked back down at me, daring me to refuse him service! “Go on bitch, it ain’t gonna suck itself!” he scoffed, reaching up to pull my head down on his dick! I immediately open my mouth, giving him safe passage inside, closing my lips around his cock shaft as I started to bob my head and suck! Adeem turned up the volume on the flat screen behind me that he’d been watching when I arrived, as some white girl was getting fucked by some black guy! I found myself mimicking another porn actress getting fucked in a video, no longer finding it ironic, as I now believed he purposefully picked these videos to degrade me even more!

I sucked his cock to the best of MY ability, going as deeply as I could comfortably, gagging myself before pulling back to try, try, again. But this wasn’t good enough for Adeem, as he grabbed me by the head and started to roughly force my head down further on his shaft! I could feel his cock bumping into the back of my mouth as he added more FORCE to get it down the back of my throat, breaking through my throat muscles to lodge his big stiff cock down my windpipe, cutting off my oxygen and burying my face in his coarse black pubes!

I felt my body LURCH a few times trying to repel the unnatural invader cutting off my air supply! But Adeem held me down deep, using both hands on the back of my head so I couldn’t pull back, causing me to choke and gag profusely as thick gobs of spit and phlegm foamed up about the base of his rod, saturating his groin in slobber! He let me go a moment later, only after it looked like I might pass out from a lack of air!

I popped up off his cock, breathing in as much AIR as my lungs could hold! I’d wasn’t even fully recovered (still dizzy from the lack of oxygen) when he grabbed my head again and FORCED it back down on his cock, making me swallow it all over again, holding it firmly in the back of my throat!

I choked, gagged, and vomited up more phlegm before he finally let me go, allowing me to pop-up and breathe! I noticed a huge wet spot on the towel underneath him, soaking up most of my drool and spit (keeping the couch from being saturated)! He slapped my face across the face a few times back and forth (bringing me back to reality), then pulled me back down on his cock! I was delirious by now, already feeling punch drunk from no breathable air! I wasn’t really allowed to suck his cock, so much as he mostly just kept it lodged deeply in my throat, holding position, literally training me how to deep throat him properly! With my face buried in his spit-slimed pubes, he held me down as my body jerked and lurched, trying to revolt! But he held me down for a long time, making me feel extremely dizzy and lightheaded! When he finally allowed me to come up, he had to help me un-impale myself, as he pulled me up off his cock! I was barely responsive, on the verge of fainting, when he slapped me across the face a few more times to revive me!

“Yur doin’ good…” he complimented (much to my surprise)! “…not turn around…” he ordered, unsympathetically (once competency returned to my eyes)! “…stay on all fours!” he demanded, as I turned around to face the door, looking up at the tv screen (on the wall) of the white chick getting butt-fucked up the ass in all fours (like a dog) by her big black dick costar!

I felt Adeem grab the waist of my uniform, then physically YANK my pants down off my hips, exposing nothing but my bare ass! Using some of the slobber I’d left drooling off his cock and balls, he smeared it all over my asshole as lube, then aligned his cock to my shitter and rammed himself into me full length with one stroke!

“URRHHHGGG…!!!” I yelled aloud, while the bitch in the movie panted happily, as if she were enjoying it! Adeem gripped my waist, pulling me back onto his cock, giving me no room to move as his hotrod lay nearly 10 inches deep in my smarting colon!

I barely had time to adjust to the impalement when he pulled back and started fucking immediately, uncaring whether or not he was causing me any pain at all! My asshole strained to house him, the weary sphincter muscles flexing valiantly around him, trying (in vain) to squeeze him out, even as he bored through, ramming deep and rough, slapping his pelvic bone into me with every stroke!

“URHH…URHH…URHH…URHH…URHH…” I grunted and groaned as he fucked me, sounding eerily similar to the bitch getting pounded in the video: ‘uh…uh…uh…, uh…ohgod…ohgodyes…yes...yes…dontsop…dontstop…fuckme…fuckme…ohgod…, ohgod…ohgod…OHGODYES!’

Adeem fucked me rough and hard, his big thick dick RIPPING through my manhole and colon like a buzz saw, slaughtering my sphincter muscles as the pathway gave-in to his demanding onslaught, the muscles weakening as his cock won the rights to maul the anal track to his liking again and again!

He fucked me and fucked me, violent and malicious, stabbing that big black log gut deep with every stroke, making me moan like a bitch in heat, plowing through me for 5 full uninterrupted minutes until he finally rammed in one last time and held himself in gut deep!

“ARRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…!!!” he cried out loud, coming HARD as he bucked against me, his steely hard rod jerking and flexing madly as it spit a good 8 or 9 wads of burning hot cum into me, filling me full as I actually felt it pooling largely in my vitals!

Then just as quickly as it all started, it was over, as he yanked his cock back out of me and resumed his seat on the sofa, his softening cock falling limply over his depleted balls!

“You can GO now, Pig-boy!” he said, dismissing me after he climaxed!

I slowly climbed to my wobbly feet, then hoisted my pants back up over my bare ass and headed for the door, feeling my asshole throbbing sorely between my ass cheeks, already starting to lose some of his load into my underwear!

I walked back outside, as everyone who watched me go in, watched me come back out, having expected to me be arresting someone! I walked back to my squad car (the walk of SHAME), trying to look normal, not wanting to give anyone the suspicion that I’d just been fucked in someone’s apartment!

As I walked I happened to glance down and notice I had a hard-on in my pants (how embarrassing)! I managed to make it to my cruiser without incident! I sat inside for a minute, trying to get myself together! That’s when I noticed the front of my uniform shirt was SOAKED in spit and slobber from cock sucking! My throat was raw, my voice was raspy, and my asshole ached severely! I started the car and took off before anyone could knock on my window and question me about why I was there…?...heading home where I could take another searing hot shower to wash off the scent of cum and sex!

Susanne was pissed that I’d forgotten to stop off at the store before coming home that evening!

CHAPTER-4

On the drive home, my mind was consumed with thoughts of Adeem and what’s been happening to me for 3 encounters now! My asshole and throat were sore (as usual from his encounters), but strangely I wasn’t feeling violated like I had in the beginning! In fact, I kind of felt indifferent about it, becoming somewhat complacent, as if THIS was my new reality! That scared me, as I felt I SHOULD feel more enraged by my ordeal! Why wasn’t I incensed?

When I got home my first instinct was to run to the shower, wanting to wash off the stink of sweat and sex before my WIFE could smell the scent of another MAN on me! I untucked my uniform shirt outside, to HIDE any evidence of Adeem’s cum seeping through the seat of my pants! But as soon as I walked in the front door, Susanna yelled out from the kitchen: “Did you get the items I wanted from the supermarket…?”

Oh shit, I’d forgotten!

“uh…” I lingered, as she suddenly appeared in the living room, wiping her hands on a dish towel. “…it slipped my mind, honey…” I said, staring at her like I’d just stepped in dodo. “…I had to go to the bathroom like crazy!” I explained (no exaggeration).

“Oh well…” she responded (angrily), “…looks like we’re only having salad and garlic bread for dinner!” she hissed, before heading back into the kitchen.

I dashed into the bathroom, locking the door behind me as I quickly stripped out of my uniform and sat on the toilet, letting out a series of loud, wet, and grotesque farts…, farting out Adeem’s massive load into the toilet! I could feel the semen dripping and drooling from my aching anus! I flushed, then bent over at the waist to check my asshole out in the mirror (again), reaching back to pull the cheeks apart as I stared at my hole from between my spread legs, looking at its reflection!

The hole was definitely irritated and swollen from misuse, but nothing like the pouty lipped orifice I first saw after that first encounter! I couldn’t resist reaching up from between my legs to touch my asshole, rubbing my middle-finger curiously over the sensitive ring…then slowly pushed a digit inside, watching it disappear in my ass up to the second knuckle!

I was amazed at how my asshole responded, sucking the digit rather than repelling it like I expected! I eased the finger in and out, then pulled it free as another fat creamy droplet of Adeem’s sperm formed at the opening, oozing out from my innards! I stood up, wondering just ‘how much’ cum he shot into me…?...when I suddenly looked down and noticed my cock starting to swell (inappropriately) in front of me!

‘Ohshit!’ I thought to myself, as I quickly jumped in the shower to clean up! The hot water had a knack of cleansing me, making me feel less-dirty (mentally), giving me a fresh start, a new lease!

I got out of the shower, dried off, then added more ointment to my sore hole. Checking my underwear, I noticed a large wet stain in the ass and decided to wash them out by hand, sticking them at the very bottom of the hamper for laundry day. Then I went to the bedroom and got dressed in casual clothes before heading to the kitchen to have dinner with my wife. Susanne laid out a tossed-salad, garlic bread, and buttered noodles since I didn’t get to the store to buy the ingredients for her casserole. I could tell she was pissed. We spoke very little (if at all) during dinner, I recall her saying something about how ‘trying’ her day had gone what with the baby, running small errands, and paying bills. I have to admit I really wasn’t paying much attention, as I was more concerned about the spontaneous erections and inappropriate boners I was getting during and after my encounters with Adeem! I surmised that they MUST be from a lack of daily sex with my wife? In the first 2yrs of our marriage we had sex continuously, daily, several times a day sometimes! But once she became pregnant the sex plummeted! I was lucky to get it once every 2weeks or so, leaving me with a lot of self-exploration to satisfy myself! That HAD to be the reasoning for my spontaneous erections? There was just NO WAY I could be enjoying this shit!

Two days later I was on patrol, still thinking about Adeem and how my life suddenly started spinning out of control, feeling as though I was no longer IN control over what happens to me; feeling inadequate as a cop AND as a husband, doing whatever I felt I had to do to simply protect my family from having to do what I did to satisfy this madman! I can’t look my wife in the face without feeling guilty about what was happening, wishing I could be upfront and honest with her, but HOW does a man tell his woman that he’s being ‘punked’ by another man…?...how do I tell her I’m getting fucked more than SHE is? I feel like such a fraud, like every other cop on the Force is higher ranked than me, simply because I’m sure none of them would ever allow themselves to be put in this sort of situation!

I’m still thinking of Adeem when I suddenly get a phone call from HIM! I quickly look around for someplace to park, but can’t at the moment, so I decide to answer the phone anyway! “Yes?” I say simply, knowing the car’s cameras are ON at all times! ‘Same place same time, bitch! Uniform ON!’ was all he said before hanging up in my ear! 6:30. I could only assume he meant the same day? I wanted desperately to call him back to verify, but decided against it, knowing it might piss him off! I would just go straight there after work and HOPE he meant the same day! I looked at the time and noticed that was about 5hrs away. What would he do to me this time? How would he humiliate me again? He’d already done the worst he could possible DO to me, he took my manhood, my dignity, my self-respect, and my virginity…turning me into HIS whore…!...using my orifices for his please, depositing his LOADS into my body (mouth & ass), turning me into his personal cumdump! How much MORE of this could I possibly take?

At 6:30 I once again found myself parking in front of his apartment building. As I get out of my police cruiser, I notice everyone staring at me again, wondering WHY was I in their neighborhood for the second time in 3 days…? I couldn’t help wonder if any of them were aware of WHO Adeem was and WHY I was really there…? Did any if them KNOW Adeem personally? Were they familiar with his habits? Did they know about how he turned straight men into his personal whores?

I rush inside quickly, hoping to get this over with fast! I passed a couple of black guys on the way in, ducking me head down shamefully to avoid eye-contact, not wanting them to see what HE saw in me, hoping they wouldn’t discover I was a black man’s bitch and try to fuck me also!

I got to apartment 16-A and knocked on the door, relieved when I heard his deep harsh baritone voice say: ‘Come in, bitch!’

I opened the door and went in, closing it behind me, finding HIM sitting on the sofa in the same spot as before, his 9.5” black cock standing thickly between his parted legs! It looked so big and ominous that I couldn’t help trembling, knowing it would soon be invading my body again, ravaging my insides!

“On yur knees you stupid cunt…” he said harshly, as I immediately fell to my knees (as ordered)! “…always on yur knees when in front of me!” he demanded! “Now CRAWL to me and worship my big dick! Show me all you’ve learned so far! Take my fuckin’ dick in yur cunt mouth! Swallow it all the way down, don’t make me force it down, cuz you know I would!”

“Yes sir!” I said as I crawled my way over to him, my eyes focusing on the big cock in front of me! It seemed to get bigger the closer I got to it, as if laughing at me, daring me to challenge it! I opened my mouth and gently suckled his dickhead, feeling it fill my oral cavity completely (like a fat plum)! Then I pressed downward, taking more than a few inches in my mouth, stretching my lips around the shaft, feeling the fat head bump into the start of my throat! I tried pushing down on it, to take it in my throat like I knew he wanted, but I kept gagging and retreating, trying again and again! Eventually he got tired of waiting and placed his huge hand on the back of my head and FORCED me to go deeper! I felt his cock boring into my throat, ripping its way by my neck muscles and plummeting into my esophagus! He held me on his cock for a few seconds, making me take it! I could feel his cock flexing hard in my throat, liking some living creature burrowing into my chest! When he released my head, I pulled back, breathing in some much needed air and suckling the plum-like cockhead like a piece of fruit!

He repeated this again and again, making me go as deeply as I could on my own, then FORCING me to go further, fucking his way into my throat! Eventually I started taking him into my throat myself, swallowing his cock to the root, smashing my own face into his scratchy and spit-soaked pubes!

“Not bad, bitch…” he complimented, making me beam inside for some reason! Then he pushed me off his cock as I fell back on my heels, staring at the big spit-wet prick that had been lodged in my throat for the past 20mins (feeling as if it were a part of me)! “…now yur gonna really be a pig-boy…!” he joked, staring at me sinisterly!

I watched as he got up from the sofa, then turned around and climbed back up onto the cushions with his back to me! I felt confused! HOW was I expected to suck his cock in this position? I just couldn’t imagine him fucking me or sucking his big dick in with his back to me! What was he thinking?

“Grab my ass, bitch…” he said, looking back at me from over his shoulder! “…pull the cheeks apart…” he ordered, as I did what I’m told, totally confused about what he expected me to DO with his ass…? Surely he didn’t expect me to fuck him? -I wondered! “…now get yur TONGUE in there…eat me asshole! Be a PIG about it!” he commanded, as I stared at the hole staring back at me!

I’d never eaten anyone’s asshole before, not even my wife’s! Sure I’d eaten her pussy, and according to her I was pretty good at it, but this was different! I pulled his big meaty brown cheeks apart and gawked at the asshole nestled in-between, surrounded by a tuft of tight curly anal hair! I leaned in, extending my tongue, then swiped it over his asshole, finding it refreshingly clean to the taste! I lick tentatively, disgusted to have to degrade myself further to please this man! I lick little circles around the hole, without actually having to lick the surface…but that’s when he reached back and grabbed the back of my head, pulling me further into his ass, burying my face in his mounds! “I said EAT my ass bitch, don’t just play with it! EAT IT! Lick it! Get yur tongue up IN there! Yur straight, yur supposed to know how to eat ass!” he ordered, smothering me between his cheeks! I opened my mouth to try to breathe, licking over his shit-hole, washing my oral taster over his shitter, painting it wet with saliva as his ass cheeks closed in around the sides of my embedded face!

“Yeah bitch, work that asshole! Tongue fuck it! Push it inside!” he demanded, as I worked hard to do as he said, pushing my tongue into his ring, feeling his anal muscles tighten around my tongue tip!

I could feel his asshole flexing on my tongue, milking it, as I pushed in deeper to try and please him! I held his ass open, wedging my face inside, really painting his ass crack wet, using my tongue as a paint brush! But just as I thought I was doing a good job, he pushed me away, telling me to: “lie on the floor”! I immediately get down on my stomach, when he yelled: “no you stupid bitch, on yur BACK!” I flip over onto my back, as he stood above me, facing my feet as he straddled my body! I’m still confused when I suddenly notice him squatting down over my face! I am in shock as I watch his big muscular buttock lower towards me, sitting squarely on my face, instantly cutting off my air supply! I open my mouth to suck in as much air as possible, then start licking his shit-hole again! As I lay there with him squatting over me, I feel him reach down at my waist and started to undo my pants! I feel him slip my uniform pants and underwear down off my hips, then pull them off at my feet! I have ONE foot still caught around the ankle! Adeem then lifted my legs into the air, doubling me into a ‘U’ shape, then tucked my feet under his armpits! I look up to see my pants dangling off my right foot, the gun still in its hoister, only inches from my face, but it never occurred to me to use it!

“ah…there’s MY pussy…” he swooned, grabbing and kneading at my butt cheeks, pulling them apart roughly to get a good look at my asshole (his cunt, his pussy, his cumdump)! I could feel the cool air of the air conditioner on my asshole, cooling it off! Then I notice him reaching for my nightstick! Believing he would HIT me with it, I recoiled, trying to squirm from under him! But he smacked my ass hard (SLAP), telling me not to move! I could feel the sting of the slap on my right butt cheeks, then he slapped me again on the left side, warning me to: “Stay where you are, pussy-boy!”

Bringing up phlegm from his throat, he leaned in over my ass and spit down on my exposed hole, massaging it in with his fingers, ramming his digit into my asshole to massage the sphincter muscles! Then I felt something fatter than his fingers kiss against my hole! I was confused as to what it could be? He’s never used anything other than his fingers or his cock on me before, but this apparatus didn’t feel warm like a cock, it was cold, impersonal, and as stiff as a stick! As he started pushing it into me, I realized it was my baton…!...the nightstick I often used to capture suspects and bring them to their knees! He was turning my own weapon against me, shoving it up my ass, using it to claim me further!

“urrhh…” I grunted into his ass, feeling the baton rip through my ass muscles, tearing pass my fighting sphincters! The pain was incredible! I didn’t like the feeling! He pushed it in me deeper, wanting to see it buried in my ass! But there was no flexibility in the baton, it was essentially a stick, meant to cause pain not pleasure! The hard piece of wood pushed deeper into my rectum, jamming into my vitals, causing me to groan out painfully!

I BEG him to stop! Telling him it hurts too much, and that I felt as if I might pass out! He was oblivious to my pleas, or just doesn’t care! Nevertheless I felt him starting to fuck me with it, sliding it in and out of my clinging anus, the mostly DRY baton pulling my anal ring and innards out with it, causing me to groan like a wounded dog!

He repeated this over and over, jamming the baton into me, letting me know MY feelings, MY desires, were secondary if considered at all? After about 10mins of assault, he pulled the baton out of me and lifted his ass off my face! He scurried to kneel down in front of me (between my legs) and roughly shoved his big hard cock in me without adding anymore spit, ramming into me gut deep, making me squirm uncomfortably in front of him as my sore asshole BURNED from his impalement!

Grabbing hold of the backs of my ankles, he fucked me harder than he’d ever done before, plowing threw me senselessly, my already worn and bruised sphincter muscles allowing him to bitch-fuck me brutally as hard as he wanted with little resistance! I couldn’t help but lift my head and look down at his thick cock barreling through my spread ass, banging his pelvic bone into me like a brick wall, driving his entire cock 9 and 1/2 inches through my aching rectum as he built up a fast and unearthy momentum! I dropped my head back down and stared up at him, marveling at his prowess, his manliness, his ability to TAKE what he wanted with no regard for others! I couldn’t believe this was happening to me still! I was an officer of the law, I should have been able to put a stop to it a long time ago!

Adeem held me by the ankles as he fucked, but then moved his hands down to the backs of my knees, pinning them to my chest to double me over, leaving my asshole more vulnerable to his attacks! He pounded me roughly, using every inch of his manhood to drill into me, leaving no wall untouched, battering through whatever barriers I had left inside, claiming my intestinal track as his own!

Leaning in overtop me, I could feel his sweat dripping down into me, coating me a layers of his natural juices! I stare up at him as he stared back down at me, our eyes locked together as he fucked me relentless, slamming his muscular body into me much harder, letting me know exactly what my PLACE in this situation was! I was there to be fucked, nothing else, no love, no kind words, no caring incentives! HE was the cock, and I was his pussy-boy bottom to fuck his cum into whenever he saw fit!

I grimaced as the pain increased, but I never complained nor asked him to stop! He fucked me brutally, practically raping me much like he did during that first encounter! I noticed his eyes starting to gaze, as a sort of euphoria covered his face, then I knew he was getting close to blowing his load! It was amazing that I could read the signs now, as he picked up speed and his thrusting cock became steely-hard like iron!

“Arrrhhh FUCK….” he groaned, ramming his entire cock into me, holding himself deeply in my colon! I could feel his cock pulse, then surge…as a ton of hot cum suddenly poured into my sore vitals like the breaking of a dam, drenching my innards in a heavy tidal wave of sperm! “…ARRHHHHHHHHHHH…” he shouted aloud, as I counted about 8 or 9 pulses, knowing he was filling me up deeply! “…take my cum, bitch! URRHH! I’m breedin’ that cunt! Take yur Master’s load in yur Pig-pussy!”

I watched him buck and bolt overtop me until his orgasm finally subsided! He kept his cock IN me for a while, not pulling out as fast as he normally did, enjoying the feel of my throbbing cunt wrapped tightly around his softening pud!

When he finally pulled out of me, I could feel his cock slip from my badly battered hole, causing me to lose a few droplets of his seed that escaped my anal ring before I could lock onto it! This was one of the hardest fucks, and I was fearful that my asshole might not be able to recover fully?

Not caring what I was feeling, Adeem lowered my legs to the floor, then climbed up over top of me and dropped his big dick onto my chin! “Clean my dick, bitch…” he ordered coldly, looking down at me! “…clean it for ‘daddy’!” he said, as I opened my mouth and took him in! I never broke eye contact, staring straight up at him as he leaned in overtop me and fed me his cock, forcing the entire semi-hard phallus between my lips, making me suck off everything left behind by my innards!

“Clean my balls, too, bitch!” he ordered, pulling his dick from my throat, then lifting his prick up out of the way as he shoved his low hanging sac into my open mouth! “Be careful…” he warned, “…their real sensitive right now!” he reminded, as I polished his sac with my spit and tongue!

After he was finished using me, he grabbed himself a pair of shorts off the floor nearby and put them on…!...then grabbed my baton (the weapon he used against me) and opened the front door and literally THREW it out into the hallway, yelling for me to: “Get the fuck out!”

I was stunned (speechless)! Had I pissed him off somehow? I got up to get dressed when he then barked: “No bitch, get dressed in the fuckin’ hallway! NOW!” I hobbled my way towards the door, feeling totally dejected and disrespected! Hadn’t I done everything he asked of me? I was practically in tears (my feelings hurt, my emotions in disarray) when he SLAMMED the door in my face, locking it from inside!

I was mortified, standing in the hall of a strange building with my pants around my ankle, possibility of someone (anyone) walking around the corner to find me half naked! I leaned back against the opposite wall and untangled my clothes from my underwear, then got dressed as quickly as possible! I grabbed my baton off the floor, finally getting a good look at it to notice from the wet marks that about 6 to 7 inches had been physically forced into my ass! I sheathed my baton in its holder, then pulled myself together as I tucked my clothes and headed for the exit!

Outside I could see even MORE people gathered around watching me! There were about 3 or 4 black guys standing around my cruiser talking to each other, eyeballing me (hard) as I stepped out of the apt. building!

“Sup cop?” one said (standing 6’2”, 200+lbs}!

“Wussup PIG…?” said another (6’3”, easily 300lbs of strong muscle)!

“What’r you doin’ in OUR neck of the woods, white-boy…?” asked the last one (5’11”, 165lbs or so), as I walked by, my head hung low, trying to avoid eye-contact!

“Look guys, I not here for any touble…!” was all I said, before briskly walking around my cruiser and climbing into the driver’s seat and tearing out of there like a bat from hell!

I watched in my rearview mirror as they watched me flee, my tail tucked between my legs like a broken mutt!

This story was written by Eugene Marvin, aka NPhillydogg, AND Antonio Fernandez! It was heavily inspired by real-life events that happened to him personally.

If you liked this story, please write me at [email protected] with your comments, questions, and suggestions. You can contact Antonio directly at [email protected] with any questions you have about his story and depiction.