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From Cop To Crack Whore

13.05.2021
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It was safe to say the WPC Barbara Hardy was not a well liked woman. Not by her family (who had all but disowned her), not by her colleagues (who she had managed to either get up the noses of, fall out with or try to get into trouble) and certainly not with the criminal community in Preston. She was good at her job though, very meticulous and officious and liked to not give anyone an inch if she could help it.

She had secured a lot of arrests and were it not for her attitude towards her colleagues she would surely have gained promotion long before now. But she didn’t and over time all the enemies she made came back to haunt her.

Away from work Barbara still thought herself above the law and got herself into a few scrapes that certainly didn’t help her career. Two speeding tickets. Two parking tickets. And on all occasions she thought because she was a cop she could get off them but, while that may have been the case for some, it wasn’t for Barbara, people remembered how she had talked behind their back or gone over their heads and the tickets stuck. Then there was an assault charge that nearly happened after a brawl in a nightclub, it had blown over but some of her colleagues knew of it and the allegations it had racist overtones.

The set up was brilliantly orchestrated and executed. It had taken no little observation of Barbara’s routine and involved quite a few people, all more than willing to help the organiser out. Barbara was walking back from the station after a ten hour shift, she was tired and looking forward to getting back to her house and catching up on some much needed sleep. Two teenage girls came up behind her noisily and she ignored them and it was only her policewoman’s instinct that alerted her to something being wrong milliseconds after one of them had hooked Barbara’s handbag and the two had ducked neatly into a side alley. Without thinking the blonde took off after them, unaware that once she was in the alley a refuse truck parked next to it started up and followed her in before stopping, very neatly blocking the rarely used street, to anyone that enquired it had just broken down.

The alley was flanked with disused buildings and warehouses, bins and bags scattered through it, all of this Barbara briefly registered as she pursued the girls. Just after a slight kink in the alleyway her pursuit came to a shuddering halt as her ankles hit the cord that was tied across the width of the alley. She had next to no time to react, she was going too fast and the trip was too unexpected, she got her hands up to protect herself a little but it was still a hard fall on the wet cobbles and it shook her as she lay face down on the surface. As she lay there trying to come to terms with the fall and what exactly had happened she heard heavy footsteps behind her and before she could react a pair of stiff handcuffs had been attached to her wrists behind her back.

This had all happened in the space of a few short seconds and as she shook of her daze and she realised she was cuffed she began to try and shout. That came to swift end when an orange ball gag was shoved in her mouth and the straps tied behind her back. She looked up and came face to face with her assailant.

She recognised Leroy Daley immediately, she should have she had arrested him twice, once planting evidence to make sure of the arrest. It was about this point that she realised that it had all been an elaborate trap and that she was pretty much helpless at his mercy. Leroy was an imposing figure at the best of time but here, in this deserted alley standing over the kneeling blonde he was especially intimidating. He was a wannabe gangster, black and thought he was smart. He was over six foot tall and well built, even did a bit of bodybuilding and he was flashing a toothy grin at Barbara.

“Save your noises bitch, I can’t hear none, not with that handy gag in there. But I just bet you’re making all kinds of threats and promises, aren’t you? Well you better listen to what I gotta say first bitch.”

He was too cool, too composed and that worried Barbara even more. The big man reached into his back pocket and plucked out a picture that he held under her nose.

“Recognise her copper?”

The picture was gruesome. It was a close up of a young woman with some major trauma to her face, there was bruises, stitches and cuts across the whole left side of her face. It was puffed up and swollen and it looked like she had been in a car wreck. There was something familiar about the face though.

“That, Officer Hardy, is Rosie Martin. You remember? The girl you had a screaming match with in the club a couple of weeks ago? The girl you called a stupid nigger”. The girl you threatened and bullied in front of witnesses, including some of your colleagues. Seems like Rosie was attacked at the club last night. She was glassed with this.”

Here he held up a clear plastic bag containing a shattered glass tumbler.

You were in the club last night. Rosie is willing to identify you as the assailant and best of all your fingerprints are all over this glass. So do I have your attention now, bitch?”

Barbara’s mind was racing, she had been at the club last night by herself, had left by herself and had not seen the girl she had rowed with the time before. Leroy could see the blonde adding it all up in her head.

“Good isn’t it? You will know better than me what’ll happen to you. Best case, you lose your job, your pension and maybe you get a slap on the wrists. But that is pretty heavy Officer, beating and assaulting a black girl you were seen being racist to before? Maybe it’s bad enough you’ll get sent down and imagine how you’d fare inside. A pretty ex-cop in jail? You’d be easy meat girl, easy meat.”

As he spoke Barbara had gradually stopped struggling. As a set up it was bloody good, she couldn’t see any obvious holes in it, not if that glass did have her prints on it. And she knew there were plenty of her colleagues that would be only too please to take the case on and make sure it stuck.

“So what do you say Officer? If I take that gag out are you going to be a good little girl and not shout out or scream?”

She knew when she was outflanked and nodded her assent, her mind already thinking of some way out of this situation.

“That’s Bullshit Leroy, and you know it! I didn’t touch the bitch! What do you want?”

Once the gag was out she really struggle to contain her anger but the criminals cocksure smile was unshakeable, he knew that she knew she was in trouble here.

“No. I believe the words you were looking for Officer were, “Please Mister Daley, what can I do for you to help me out of this most unfortunate situation I am in”. Weren’t they Barbara?”

She was so used to being in charge, to having the power in situations, being helpless like this was a new experience for her and she almost cried in frustration. But she kept it together enough to give him a nod and agree.

“OK Leroy, Ok. Let’s be reasonable, release me and we can discuss this and see if we can come to some agreement.”

Leroy smiled but it was humourless and as he stepped right up to Barbara, his crotch right at her face she realised he was not going to be reasoned with. He grabbed her chin in his hand powerfully and snarled at her.

“Listen up bitch! You go two choices and two choices only! You do exactly what I say until I say otherwise or I let you go and make sure the right people get this glass. Understand! Good! Let’s just see that you are willing to play along though. Seeing you like that has got me turned on so I need me some head. Are going to give it?”

Suddenly Barbara got his drift, understood that this blackmail was going to be about power, his power over her and she absolutely hated it. She would far rather it had been about cash or even her giving him and his gang information. But not this .But she knew the position she was in, if he was serious about the evidence (and she had no reason not to believe him) then she knew that plenty of her fellow officers would be more than happy to make the charge stick. She had heard stories of how female officers were treated in jail by their fellow inmates and it was not something she wanted to ever experience.

Leroy had his dick out now. His big, stinking, sweaty dick and he was flapping it about just inches from her face. It was stiffening too, he was loving this, loving the look of disgust and helplessness on the blonde pigs face. It made everything worth the effort, seeing defeat in the cops eyes like that.

“And bitch, you just remember you’re handcuffed back there, I even feel teeth and I’m gonna take great pleasure knocked them all out!”

With no other course of action readily apparent to her Barbara knelt there and reluctantly opened her mouth, Leroy didn’t delay he jammed his thick cock right in and was prodding its tip against the back of her throat immediately. She gagged on it, her eyes went comically wide but her held it there, determined to make this as unpleasant as possible for the bitch.

And it was uncomfortable, both physically and mentally. Physically because he was a big man and was not holding back while fucking her throat, already his heavy, black balls were slapping against her chin with every fast thrust of his hips. Mentally because she was not used to, and hated, not being in control and this situation was the very definition of not being in control, she was little more than a helpless fuck puppet. Her mind raced as she sucked up and down the length of his slick meat, she thought about the set up, was there a way out of it? She wondered what else the bastard would do to her? And….

She was shaken from her thoughts by Leroy plucking his stiff dick from her lips and slapping it against the side of her face.

“Damn it! Pay attention bitch!”

He contemptuously slapped Barbara’s face a few more times with his sticky cock, making her grimace as she felt the trails of his pre cum cling to her cheeks and chin. He grabbed her by her hair and hauled her behind him as he continued.

“Or maybe I’m not enough for you copper, maybe you need more than that! Well I can help you there bitch, I got a few people real keen to help you out!”

He hauled her by the hair into a derelict building just off the alley, it had always been his intended destination with his prize but he had desperately wanted to make her suck him off in the alley, in broad daylight, so to speak. And the policewoman would be wishing she was back out there very soon. He dragged her on her knees down a dingy, grotty corridor and into a musty, dull room with a single source of illumination being a bare light bulb in the centre of the room. Very suddenly Barbara was frightened. That only increased when three figures moved forward from the gloom to reveal themselves.

“Man, we thought you was taking all fucking day out there! We want our piece of this cunt too, you know!”

“Yeah, I know but it was me that arranged all this so you fuckers can just wait a few minutes while I get my kicks with her, Ok? Anyway, she’s here now and I’m assuming you don’t need no introductions?”

Indeed Barbara did not need to be introduced to the three criminals now stood around her, looking at her like she was the main course for a tribe of cannibals. The man who had remonstrated with Leroy so vociferously was Jackson Smith, a noted drug dealer in the area who Barbara had arrested twice before. Next to him was Curtis Park, convicted twice for sexual assault, once correctly and once because Barbara was able to give evidence he was in the near vicinity of the crime scene when he hadn’t been. The third figure was Whitney Castle, a local woman who had started out as a teenage prostitute and over the years progressed to a Madam with several girls under her. She had had more than one encounter with Barbara too and never been on the right side of things.

Her four captors had a lot in common, they were all criminals who had been taken down by Barbara through both fair and foul means, they were all implacable individuals with no fear and they were all local black people with an intimate knowledge of the Policewoman’s inherent racist nature. Barbara looked at them all above her, glowering at her and finally realised what a bad situation this was for her.

“Take the cuffs off Leroy, we don’t need them now, not for a pig like her!” instructed Whitney. All the time her eyes on the policewoman’s.

Barbara was glad to be free of the cuffs once they were off but was not dumb enough to say or do anything other than shake her hands to get her circulation going. Whitney, evidently, was taking charge of proceedings.

“Nice to see you where you belong Pig! On your knees before your superiors! Though no doubt you don’t think so. Well we’ll see what you think when we’re done with you, once you’ve taken some black cocks in every hole you’ve got, once you’ve been used as a toilet, once you’ve been covered in cum and once you’ve been shown just what an insignificant piece of shit you really are!”

Now the policewoman knew she was in big trouble and couldn’t imagine how she was going to escape this. As she knelt there stunned all three men got their cocks out and by the looks of them all were more than aroused at taking her like this. Whitney stood back and let her male colleagues surround the cop and slap their dicks on her face, she could wait, her revenge on the bitch would be long and more satisfying than just sticking a cock in her.

Curtis was the worst. He treated women like shit anyway. After trailing his big, black cock across Barbara’s lips a couple of times he plunged it into her mouth and right down her throat. Barbara gagged immediately, her eyes bulging and she tried desperately to get that thing moved so she could breath. She had no success the thug gripped her head by her ears and forced her face onto his crotch, eventually pulling out and starting to face fuck her with a vengeance.

Leroy and Jackson were eager to punish Barbara too but for the moment were content to let Curtis have his turn. The blonde was glugging and choking and trails of saliva were falling from the corners of her mouth messily but her attackers didn’t care. Curtis finally pulled his straining dick from her mouth and used it to slap against her face repeatedly until he grunted and fired a huge load of cum right into her open right eye. He fired again and again coating the right side of her face white and sticky. It stung and she moved to wipe it from her eye but got a slap instead.

“Fucking leave it bitch! Maybe I’ll wash it off with my piss later!”

Jackson insisted on fucking her face next, his long, black cock soon also coating her lips with trails of pre-cum and minutes later the other side of Barbara’s face with a healthy coating of cum. Leroy had been jerking himself off while Jackson fucked her mouth and he came almost simultaneously, spraying his seed in her hair and over her forehead as she knelt there getting blasted by Jackson.

Barbara just knelt there and took it, cringing as she felt the thick, sticky cum run down her face. She knew she was in a no win situation and right then all she could do was let the bastards have their fun with her and wait to see how the situation developed.

With the three men spent for the moment Whitney stepped up before the police woman and gave their cocks time to recover by regaling the blonde with a story. She started by handing Barbara a clipped out newspaper article that she could see (through one blurred eye) was about a policewoman in a neighbouring state being sent to jail for being corrupt, her name was Kelly Park and Barbara was vaguely aware of the case from a few months ago.

“Just to give you a bit of encouragement to do what we tell you bitch, I thought I’d tell you a little story about what happens to you pigs once you’re inside. See this pig, you know her? No matter well I know for a fact the crews didn’t give her any protection inside, no, she was just put into the prison population for fend for herself. Ended up in a cell with one of my girls, hard bitch called Chelsea, you might remember her. Well within a day Chelsea had made this pig her bitch, and I mean her bitch! It was easy, way Chelsea tells it, she just shoved a sharpened toothbrush in her face and suddenly the police bitch was only too happy to do Chelsea’s bidding. Oh and what she makes her do! Man you would have though this pig was tough but inside? No chance, she’s like Chelsea’s slave, washes her, feeds her, dresses her and better than that she’s Chelsea’s little fuck toy too. Chelsea takes that bitch’s holes night after night, and you know she ain’t got any real toys just handles of various implements that she uses and some of those are real nasty, know what I mean? Now, my little cum covered police bitch, I’m not telling you all this to scare you. It’s all true, everyone knows that cops in jail are easy meat. Well that could be you unless you keep doing exactly what we want. Understand?”

Barbara’s spirit was slowly being broken and she could not see any other way than doing what they wanted. She nodded pathetically, much to Whitney’s amusement.

“Good! Now wipe that cum off your face with your hands and lick it all up, don’t want you near me in a mess like that you skank!”

Barbara was reeling now from this sustained physical and mental onslaught, without arguing with Whitney she put her hands to her cheeks and began to scrape the cum from them and lick it off her fingers. As she did so Curtis seemed to have regained his erection and with a cruel smile on his face he stepped up to her and addressed her.

“So police bitch, guess you think you know all about me don’t you, Know all about my crimes too, eh? So seeing your so smart why don’t you remind us all what I did to my girls when I was done with them, what was my parting gift?”

Barbara looked up at the convicted felon, shaking with anger and fear. In other circumstances she would bust his balls, literally, an image of her jumping up and down on the bastards scrotum passed though her mind that she had to push to one side. In a shaking voice she answered him.

“You fucked their ass and made them suck it clean, you sick fucker!”

He just smiled at her.

“Yeah, that’s right baby. But unlike them you are going to beg me to do it, aren’t you? Come on beg me! BEG ME!”

Barbara scowled again but knew when she was beaten. And with a heavy heart and no sincerity she spoke.

“Please fuck my ass.”

“Louder bitch, we can’t hear you.”

“Please fuck me in the ass. Please do it.”

“And then what bitch, what do you want me to do then?”

“And then make me lick your dick clean. Please fuck my ass and make me suck it clean, please.”

“Well turn your pig ass around and reach back and spread those pig ass cheeks for me bitch!”

Barbara felt physically sick as she did it. As bad as things had been up to this point this was the worst, she looked up with her cum shiny face at the other three, the look of triumph and satisfaction on their faces at her submission was nauseating but she held her position, bent forward, arms reaching back, pulling her bum cheeks apart and she gave a jump as the bastard spat on her extreme lower back and let the spittle slowly slid into her bum crack and towards her anus. Curtis spat again, speeding up the slick trail and just as it reached Barbara’s asshole he jabbed at it with his index finger.

“Hmm, tight as fuck, just how I like them!”

He reached forward and grabbed her hair and pulled it so Barbara had to look at him awkwardly.

“I bet you ain’t even taken it in the ass before copper bitch! That right? Thought so. Well on the bright side bitch, once I’m done splitting you in half with my monster cock, you ain’t gonna worry about feeling any other cock in your ass, it’ll be gaping so much anything else will barely touch it’s sides!”

The two watching guys chuckled at that comment and a brief smile came of Whitney’s lips before Curtis suddenly jammed his large, black cock at it’s target and he rammed it into the policewoman’s areshole. Barbara had been determined not to cry or squeal or let these bastards see they were breaking her in any way at all but when that slick, hard penis slid inexorably inside her it was like it broke a wall down in her and her hard exterior crumbled as he began to ass fuck her. At that point Barbara regretted her bending of the law, her casual racism and treatment of prisoners. She would change she told herself, she would do anything just to be free of this ordeal. Not that that helps her one little bit, Curtis is a real bastard and loves nothing in the world better than taking a woman’s anal cherry against her will, he is getting virtually the full length of his dick inside Barbara’s ass after just a few hard thrusts and the sounds of his balls slapping against her backside echo in that room along with his animalistic grunts and Barbara’s low sobbing.

She has to endue almost 10 minutes of hard ass fucking before he finally lets go and sprays his cum deep in her bowels, but even the relief of that huge weapon being removed from her ass is negated by the sure knowledge of what he will do next. With his shrinking dick an utter mess of his cum and her ass he pulls Barbara’s head around to face him and pops it into her mouth.

“Suck it clean copper, taste your fucking ass!”

She did so weakly, fighting off the urge to wretch with every second the filthy thing was inside her mouth until finally he was satisfied and it was removed leaving her with a taste that she knew she would never forget.

But Barbara’s penance was not over at this, in fact it had barely even begun. As she had been getting the ass fucking of her life Jackson had been carefully sprinkling a long line of white powder the length of his stiff again dick.

By now the normally cool, calm, in control policewoman was a wreck and she was no longer thinking straight at all, she was just doing what they said to get this over and down with as quickly as possible. So when the convicted dealer instructed her to shuffle over to him on her knees and sniff the powder from his dick she did so before the risks inherent to her were clear in her mind. And afterwards not very much was clear in Barbara’s mind whatsoever. Her vision blurred her mind descending into a confused muddle of images and sensations and she lost all track of time, place and people.

*

A FEW HOURS LATER

“Ungh! Uungh! That’s it! That’s it Baby! Yeah! Aaargh!”

Barbara felt like her head was in a fog, her eyelids felt so heavy and her body was rocking up and down. Finally she got some focus just in time to see a young black youth clamber off her naked and hurriedly get dressed. Her limbs felt so weight that it was a real struggle just to turn her head to watch him. Her throat was dry and her brain felt soft but somehow content, though it was like something was burrowing in her brain trying to tell her something, something she needed.

The guy turned to her with a nervous smile and handed her a $20 note. She grasped it uncomprehending, the significance of the payment lost to her for the moment.

“Thanks, my first time with a white girl.”

He existed as Whitney and Jackson entered the room and looked down at the blonde as she struggled to sit up on the bed. She was more and more aware of things now. Like the fact she was naked, the fact there was sticky stuff on her pussy and thighs, like she didn’t recognise this dingy room but she recognised these two. She knew she should be angry at them but it seemed not so important. Still she made an effort to get up but it was a real struggle. Jackson caught her and eased her back onto the bed, sitting.

“Hey take it easy bitch, where you think you’re going? Nowhere, that’s where. Not until my girl Whitney says so anyway.”

He snatched the note from out of Barbara’s hand and handed it to the Madam. Whitney neatly folded it and hooked it inside her bra before addressing the disorientated police woman.

“You got another client Blondie! Treat him good and we keep our little secret and who knows maybe Jackson will let you try a little more of that magic powder of his.”

Although she knew that wasn’t a good thing she had a craving inside her for more of the stuff and that made her acceptance of what she was being made to do to keep her blackmailer’s silence all the easier. She bowed her head in acquiescence as a third figure shambled in, an old black man with grey hair and reeking of smoke. His eyes fairly lit up when he saw the blonde waiting on the bed though and his hand was already at his zip as Whitney and Jackson exited the room. She would earn more money that night and gain the choice of another shot at Jackson’s powder which Barbara was more than happy to accept.

A FEW DAYS LATER

Barbara had not been back to her job, she hadn’t phoned in and nobody had seen or heard from her in that week at work. Her colleagues were not concerned, she was not a well liked woman on the force. Her superiors did notice though and were not happy at all, disciplinary procedures were already being prepared – they were about to be rendered completely obsolete though.

Whitney had given Barbara the option of leaving that night after she had dealt with her requisite fifth client, with her mind in a fog of confusion Barbara had just curled up contentedly on the old, worn bed and drifted into a long dreamless sleep where the traumatic events of the day seemed to slip away from her memory to be further replaced by a gnawing craving.

Seven days later and the blonde had not left the brothel even once. Incredibly her life seemed to revolve around that one, dimly lit, seedy little room and she was quite happy with that. This was where she got that nectar that Jackson kept rewarding her with so this was where she wanted to be. Everything else in her life just seemed so unimportant to her.

She was busy letting a youth fuck her doggy style, with the promise of another helping of powder in return for her fee when the door burst open and in came two cops. It was a raid, operating on the advice of a tip off. Strangely enough neither Whitney not any of her co-conspirators were anywhere near the premises when the cops barged into the brothel. And once they had discovered their colleague no one really gave a fuck. It was not often that you arrested a fellow police officer while in the act of letting someone pay to fuck her while obviously under the influence of illegal drugs.

Her fellow cops were not kind to her, she was as naked as they found her when they marched her from the brothel in handcuffs and then into the station. A lot of people on the force were more than delighted to see the bitch’s career come to such a humiliating end. She was charged and fined, suspended then sacked. She lost everything, her wage, her pension and her career. And really, she didn’t care. It was Whitney that met Barbara as she left the station, knowing her life was destroyed but not seeming to care, she just wanted to see Jackson and whether he had his magic powder. The Madame promised that he did and that if Barbara worked for her she’d never be without a supply.

A FEW WEEKS LATER

The police car turned into ‘Hooker Alley’ and slowed to stare at the sights. Both men enjoyed their little trips down through the city’s red light zone, enjoyed looking at the less fortunate, the desperate and needy. Especially now.

“Look there she is! Pull over.”

Their former colleague was under a lamppost, she was swaying as if she wasn’t quite with it and dressed as trashily as you could imagine. She had high heels, torn fishnets, a black mini skirt with dodgy looking stains and a red bra top that had seen some action alright. She was looking so seedy and disgusting that the cops didn’t bother stopping to goad her, just her condition showed them what they wanted to see.

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