Humiliated Muscle Cop Stripper

Humiliated Muscle Cop Stripper part 2

    When the letter arrived under his door, Jack knew it was no good. He almost immediately began to sweat and when he opened it, the photo caught his attention right off.  There he was, clear as day, his face red and shiny with sweat.  His legs held up in the air spread out and someone holding his erect, small cock. And that... that thing being pushed up his ass hole. He felt himself flush hot with shame yet again. It had been almost a month, and that party came to mind everyday. He would remember all of those women,  the humiliation of being used and how, despite it all,  he had cum all over himself. When these thoughts arose, he got so angry and so frustrated and he found the only way to rid himself of his embarrassment was to jack off -- angrily thinking about how it all happened. He tried not to think about the dildo, even the word was humiliating, but time and again, he would feel his fingers exploring his tight hole and find himself thinking about that ice being pushed into him. His begging and pleading... And always he came explosively. Last week he had actually shoved an ice cube into his hole. It was so shameful but had made him cum like an exploding volcano.

     So here was a photo, proof of his humiliation, and a letter. It was an invitation that read:     "Dear Officer Anton.  Your mistresses are having a party this Saturday night at 8 p.m. We expect you to be there in uniform and ready to entertain. This party is a "magic mushroom" party. We are all certain, that you will be very surprised and pleased at what we have in store for you. As you see from the photo, Jack, refusing us is not an option. You will be there. Don't bother to bring your big dildo as that ruse is over.         Signed, Doris  et,al.

      Jack was furious. How dare she stoop to this. Still, he had over the past month been hoping, somehow, to get his revenge on the women. He would show up, all right. He would concoct something to teach them a lesson.

     Saturday night arrived and so did Jack in his "Officer Anton" get-up. This time, when he rang the bell, Carol answered the door. She ushered him into a side bedroom and quickly closed the door. Carol looked him up and down with derision. He certainly did look the part of a tough Italian cop. Six feet tall, obviously very muscular and dark. The dark, brooding eyes, the cleft in his chin. He reminded her of that actor who was the new Superman -- Henry Cavil or some such. Too bad his cock was such a disappointment. Oh well, she thought, that wouldn't be a problem.

     "Drop your pants, Officer Anton". I've been instructed to get you prepared."

     "Prepared?" Jack stammered. "What do you mean, prepared?" He had not foreseen this.

     "Just drop your pants -- I have to have a look at that little dick of yours. Actually, here... have a drink first. I made this especially for you to help you get in the mood. Hope you like vodka."

     Jack didn't drink, ever. He was much too concerned about his body, the gym, the workouts. But anticipating this party was very nerve racking. He took the cocktail and chugged it down quickly.

     "Good boy. Now drop your pants. I hope you're wearing that sheer black thong again. The girls thought that was a hoot."

     Jack felt himself flushing red as he pulled his pants down. He left his "police" belt on. He wasn't about to lose the billy club. This was essential to his plan.

     Carol sat in front of him, took out some oil and started oiling up his legs. She turned him around and slathered oil on his glutes. "Impressive" she said "Nice, hard muscle ass -- smooth, too. I like that."

Carol continued to oil him. Suddenly, Jack felt her finger probing his rectum. "Hey!" he yelped. "Don't do that!" He clenched his muscle ass tight.

     "Oh Jack... It's not like I haven't seen that ass of yours wide open before."

     Jack flushed all over, hot with shame and humiliation.  Again, he felt the shameful twitch of excitement. Luckily, Carol ceased and turned him back around. Now she held a cord.

     "I'm just going to oil up your cock and get you nice and erect for the girls. This cord will help you stay nice and hard." Carol was stroking his cock with oil and Jack, despite himself, could feel himself beginning to engorge. Once he was erect she tied the cord around his balls and his cock. A little tight, Jack thought. Much to his embarrassment, she took out a measuring tape. "Hmmmm.... just 4 inches erect. What a pity, Officer. Ha ha!  Okay, pull up your trousers and let's get out there. You have a show to put on."

     When "Officer Anton" entered the living room, he was greeted with hoots and whistling by nearly 15 women of all ages. There was even an elderly woman with white hair. Somebody quickly turned on some thumping sleazy music and the women started clapping. Jack began to writhe around this way and that. He wasn't much of a dancer, but he could see the lust and hunger in their eyes. His cock strained in his thong and he kept feeling for his billy club. First he took off his shirt, slowly, and flung it to the ground. The women cheered as he knew they would. He had been working out diligintly and his hairy pecs were hard and defined. His back and broad shoulders tapered down to his small waist. He noticed the lights dim a bit and then a bit more.  One of the women came up from behind him and wrapped her arms around his chest. She pinched a nipple and Jack accidentally moaned a little. The woman pushed him forward in front of a lady on the couch. She reached up and felt his hard crotch. His cock was, by now, throbbing. Again... something in that drink. It had to be!

     The lights dimmed some more and then suddenly he felt someone grab him by his wrists. Before he could react. Another woman had tied a cord around both of his wrists. Jack struggled but it was too late. His hands were tied behind his back. Someone shoved him down onto the couch. The women pounced on him. Jack could feel hands all over his body.  They quickly undid his pants and pulled them down to his ankles. He still had his belt on but it was no use:  he couldn't reach the billy club! God... he was caught again! Jack could feel the panic coming up into his chest. Yet his cock was throbbing even as the women groped him.

    "Okay, ladies -- looks like Officer Anton is in yet another tricky situation?  Poor Officer Anton. Well, what do you think girls? Should we bring in Joey?"

     "Joey! Joey! Joey!" they all began to chant in unison. "Joey! Joey!..."

Jack heard the creak of a door and he looked around apprehensively. There, just entering the room was a lanky young guy of about 20 years old. Skinny and white as chalk. He was wearing only his underwear, tighty whities, but it was obvious from the bulge that the kid was huge. The memory of the ice dildo flitted through his mind and Jack felt a surge of panic. Surely they weren't thinking of this? No, no, no, no.. "Oh nooooo...." the officer groaned " Oh god no!"

    "No Officer Anton?  Really?  You don't want Joey to fuck you? Cause he could and I can only imagine how THAT would play out!" It was Doris again. The contempt in her voice ever so evident. "But no, Officer Anton, we couldn't do that to you. Not this time anyway. Go ahead, Joey, show this tiny dick cop what you got!"

     Joey reached into his drawers and pulled out his cock. It was like a thick 12 inch snake. How could such a young skinny punk have something that huge? Jack looked at the cock with disgust and envy. So they brought him here just to compare his huge cock and to humiliate Jack as much as possible.  Jack expected the woman to all start groping and cooing over Joey and his schlong but no... all eyes were on him.

     "So, Carol tells me she measured you erect and you are only 4 inches. Is that right Carol?"

     "Yep, Doris. Four inches from the base to the tip. And just one and a half inches around. So sad."

     Doris smirked. "It must be tough to be so macho and muscular and yet have this tiny, tiny cock. I bet it would be nice to have a big, thick one to go with that bodybuilder physique of yours. Wouldn't you agee?"

"Yes..." Jack whispered. He looked down at his still hard dick in the see through thong. It occured to him how silly he looked. As though he were wearing a woman's panties. All the woman were staring at him as well as he laid there, splayed upon the couch, his pants around his ankles.

    "Come here, Joey." Joey walked up closer to Jack, stroking his giant cock. "Anna? Would you help Joey out please? Just like we talked about." Anna was a curvaceous brunette that Jack had noticed earlier. She wore a dress that was cut very low across her voluptuos breasts. She knelt down in front of Joey.

    "C'mon, Joey... put that beautiful meat between my breasts."  Anna pulled out her breasts and Joey began to titty fuck her.

    "Okay, Joey... that's enough" said Doris. "Anna give Officer Anton his treat".

    "Wait... what?" exclaimed the startled stripper. His eyes went to Anna's magnificent breasts. They were wet with pre-cum.

     "Lick it up, Officer."

     "Nooooo... no, no, no, no!"  Officer Anton shook his head back and forth in an attempt to avoid Anna's breasts. Suddenly, Carol grabbed him by the hair. She plugged his nose as Anna rubbed her tits around his mouth. "Open up, officer. Licky, Licky"

     The officer resisted, bucking and writhing wildly. He was straight, damn it! He just couldn't eat another guys jism. He couldn't and he wouldn't.

     Suddenly Doris approached him. In her hands, she held his billy club. "Somebody get me the lube."  She started to grease up the black club. Jack went wild with panic. "Look, Officer... either you lick her breasts good and clean, or you get this up your rectum. Now which is it?"

Jack put his face between her breasts. He closed his eyes and began licking up the salty fluid.  Suddenly he heard murmurs and little gasps. He looked around to see the women all studying his now exposed cock.  What is going on, he thought.

     Carol brought out the measuring tape. "Well looky there, Officer... You're 5 and a half inches now. AND 2 inches around."

     Jack looked down at his cock and the measuring tape. "Wait... what was in that drink anyway?"

     "The drink? That was just vodka and some Viagra to get you going. But this drink..." She motioned to Joey's cock "Well this is the magic mushroom!"

      Anna bent over Joey's cock and started sucking him. Quickly she turned towards Jack and before he knew it, she was kissing him. Shoving her tongue in his mouth. He could taste the salty pre-cum. He nearly gagged. "Swallow it" whispered Anna "You won't be sorry."

     The brawny stripper swallowed and shut his eyes. This was just as humilating as last time if not more so. How had it come to this?  Then he heard the murmuring and gasps again.

    "Look stripper boy... your cock. It's nearly 7 inches!"

    Jack looked down and to his amazement, his cock had grown. It WAS 7 inches and much thicker. He felt the cord even tighter now. His tool was throbbing the head an angry purple color. He'd never seen the veins so distended.

    "It's Joey's magic mushroom Officer Anton. Do you want a 9 incher? How about 10 or 11 inches to go with your huge muscle body?"

    "Oh my Lord!" Jack cried "How is this possible?"

    "It's his cock, Jack. It's his cum... Little Joey here will make a man of you yet!  But this time, you're going to have to get it directly from our little Joey" Doris said gleefully. She gave Joey a little push. He held his fat cock head just inches from the muscular strippers handsome face. Jack looked for Anna.

    "Couldn't you just have Anna do it again? P-p- please"  Jack looked from the fat cock head to the women and back again. "Please?"

    "Suck it, Officer. You can do it. Go ahead you'll be 10 inches and thick as a sausage soon enough. All you have to do is suck Joey's cock."

    The kid waggled his huge meat back and forth. "C'mon, stud... suck my cock. You'll see. You'll have something big and macho between your legs to match your bod."

    Jack looked down at his cock. It was indeed much bigger. The women were busy oiling it up and he was throbbing madly.  Joey inched closer. His cock was just inches from Jack's mouth. He felt his lips part. He closed his eyes.

    Joey grabbed the stripper stud's chin and pulled the back of his head onto his cock. The officer felt his policeman's cap shifting as Joey fucked his face. Though his eyes were closed he noticed flashes of light. They were photographing him again!  He opened his eyes just as Joey pulled out of his mouth. The skinny punk rested his huge meat across Jack's forehead a the women frantically photographed him. But Jack swallowed. He swallowed and he looked down. His cock was throbbing, straining against the cord.  One of the woman unleashed him and his cock flew back against his abs. It was 8 inches at least! Dark purple and fat and shiny with oil.

   "Do you want more, Officer? Do you want to be a big and thick as our Joey here?"

   "Y-y-y-yes..." Jack stammered. "I do. I want  a huge cock!" He closed his eyes and opened his mouth again in anticipation.  But this time Joey didn't move. Jack opened his eyes.

   "Ask for it, muscle man..."  Joey said.

    "C'mon, Joey..." The officer whispered.

    "Beg me for my cock."

     Jack strained his head over towards Joey. He opened his mouth and extended his tongue. He was a mere one inch away from the cock. "C'mon, Joey.  Give me some more." He stretched his neck as far as he was able, sticking his tongue out in desperation.

    "Tell me you want me to cum in your mouth. Beg me."

    "Joey..." Jack could feel the sweat dripping down his face. His cock throbbing. His mouth watering. He stared desperately at Joey's schlong.

    "C'mon, Officer. C'mon tough guy. Beg me."

     "Oh, man.... Joey. Just give me some more. Just let me lick the tip of it."

     "You gotta get all of it, Officer. You gotta ask me to cum in your mouth. Say it. Beg me!"

    So he did. He begged the skinny punk to cum. He begged him to fuck his mouth. All the while the woman were toying with his throbbing tool. Fingering his tight anus. Jack found himself writhing at their touch. Arching his back, his hole inviting them to probe. He felt first one then two fingers and it was as if his muscle ass couldn't get enough. And when Joey put it in and out of his mouth, Jack begged  "deeper.... deeper".  And little did they know that he wanted them to fuck his hole deeper and harder. He didn't care as they used his muscle body and took photos. He bucked and writhed as the woman jerked his throbbing cock and finger fucked his hot tight hole. He didn't care that Joey was gagging him. His cock was a thick ten inches when Joey spewed his cum into Officer Anton's mouth. When he looked down he saw that the girls had managed to slip his billy club into his ass. They were jerking his big purple tool furiously. And when he couldn't hold it any longer, when he felt the cum surging up into his cock, he plunged himself down onto the big back billy club and shot his load far into the air. It landed all over his chest and his face and his shoulders. He groaned so loud he was like a lion.  The women applauded. They applauded and then began to snicker. And then to laugh.

    His ecstacy dimming, the stripper opened his eyes to see them all looking at his still throbbing cock.  It was shrinking.  He felt hot tears welling up as his cock continued to shrink and shrink and shrink until he was once again the macho stud stipper with the four inch dick.

   "No! No, no, no..." he cried. Wild now, he searched the room for Joey but he was nowhere to be seen. And the women continued to photograph Officer Anton, the bodybuilder stripper; his thong around his knees, covered in cum, and his dick shriveled to it's usual puny size.