Lea stared at the sergeant, open-mouthed, as she heard the door of the patrol car, which had been parked right behind them, open and then quietly slam shut.
Sergeant Shocker rummaged in her purse. "I only have a few dollars left on me, but you can have them, all the money!" Lea was shaking all over.
"Keep quiet and nothing will happen to you, Mrs. Hagström! We don't need your money." With these words, he took a tissue from her purse and forced it into her mouth. Tears began to stream from Lea's eyes. She found the whole thing less and less appealing!
Meanwhile, Officer Buff had stepped to the side door and opened it. Then he grabbed her arms from behind. The two also put tape over her mouth before dragging her out of her car.
The author of this story has read and accepted the rules for posting stories. They guarantee that the following story depicts none of the themes listed in the Forbidden Content section of the rules.
The following story is a work of fiction meant for entertainment purposes only. It depicts nonconsensual sexual acts between adults. It is in no way meant to be understood as an endorsement of nonconsensual sex in real life. Any similarities of the characters in the story to real people are purely coincidental.
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- This story ist part of the Used and Abused Tournament
- It competes against Tears in the rain in the R16-7
- Theme: Out of the frying pan and into the fire
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Code 10-40 used and abused
Preliminary remark: Any resemblance to people active in this forum is neither unintentional nor coincidental. Everything happens for a reason.
It all began on a warm autumn afternoon. Lia had driven to Atlanta to celebrate her 40th birthday with her friend Lucia at a strip club that was also open during the day.
The two had visited the bar together several times before, and this time, Lea was looking forward to a few relaxing hours. The bar wasn't a typical strip club, where mostly men were out to stuff dollar bills into the skimpy G-strings of the ladies there, so the girls could first show off their skills on the pool dance poles and then later sit down with them for a drink or two before perhaps retiring to one of the private rooms upstairs. Nope. This bar was also suitable for women. Well-built and likeable male strippers provided entertainment. And, if you wanted, more enjoyment later, which Lea and Lucia also took advantage of from time to time. And the bar's guests knew how to behave. Joe, the club's owner, and his two muscle-bound bouncers made sure of that.
But this time, things were different. A group of men from New York, apparently members of a bowling club, were visiting Atlanta and had decided to invade the club early in the afternoon. It wasn't long before, after several strong drinks, they began harassing the barmaids. And shortly thereafter, the female guests of the strip club, whom they apparently also mistook for club employees.
Lea and Lucia weren't spared by the group either. While the two were sitting at the bar as usual, watching the strippers' performances and sipping their cocktails, they were suddenly surrounded by a handful of men who tried to invite them for more cocktails. They politely declined, as the men's true intentions were too obvious. But the men didn't give up so easily. Apparently, the outfits of the two women had led them to believe that they, too, were part of the club's staff. Lea, for example, had worn a short, tight black skirt with a white blouse that offered a good view of her cleavage, underneath which black stockings, apparently attached to lace-trimmed garter belts, were visible.
When the two continued to stubbornly refuse to accept drinks from the now quite drunk men, this in turn led to the men becoming abusive and harassing the two women with obscene gestures and comments. One of them even reached up Lia's skirt and tried to push his fingers between her legs!
Normally, this wouldn't have been a problem, as Joe would have restored order in time and immediately removed the men from the bar. But this afternoon, of all days, Joe had a dentist’s appointment due to excruciating toothache, and one of the bouncers had also called to announce that he would be arriving a little late for work as an exception, as he had to drive his niece to an urgent appointment at school.
But before the argument escalated, both Joe and his bouncer returned and quickly restored order by putting the rowdy people out into the fresh air. Nevertheless, Lia and Lucia had lost their desire for a boozy afternoon at the bar, and so they left the club earlier than planned. After a warm hug and assurances that they would make up for the afternoon as soon as possible, Lia got into her car to drive home.
Lea lived in Woodmere, a town north of Atlanta. Her babysitter, Vela, who was happy to look after her 8-year-old twin daughters, Claire and Chloevee, was waiting there for her return.
Lia was driving on Interstate 75, a road through a mostly wooded and isolated area. And since she was running late, she didn't pay attention to the 65 mph speed limit. After all, what police officer would conduct a speed check at that time of day and in that area?
But she was wrong. In the middle of a lonely patch of woods, a bright flash of light illuminated the driver's cab from a bush to her right. "Damn!" Lia exclaimed, "That's all I need. I'm late anyway!"
And sure enough, after about a minute, a patrol car with flashing lights was parked at the side of the road. A police officer waved a baton with a red light, signaling her to stop there.
"Good evening, Ma'am. Where are you going in such a hurry?"
The somewhat older, gray-haired officer made a rather good-natured impression on Lia, so she answered him quite frankly:
"I'm sorry, Officer, I'm a little late, and my babysitter, who looks after my two daughters, is waiting for me at home. I guess I wasn't paying attention to my speed."
Out of the corner of her eye, Lia noticed a second officer leaving the patrol car and approaching her car.
"Your driver's license and vehicle registration, please!" The first officer politely asked Lea to show him the papers.
Lea rummaged through her completely overflowing purse until she finally found the requested papers.
Meanwhile, the second officer had also reached the two of them.
"Buff, you stay here and look after her while I check her papers!" the first officer ordered his colleague and walked away to the nearby police car, where he got in and disappeared for a while. Meanwhile, his colleague unhooked the flashlight clipped to his belt and shone it into Lia's car. His gaze also slid over Lia's face. He then lowered the flashlight and looked at her black skirt, just below her hips, and her black-stockinged legs.
Lea felt a little uneasy when she noticed this. But at this moment, the first officer returned, holding her papers.
"Miss Hagström? That's not an American name, is it?"
"No, my parents and I are originally from Sweden. We immigrated to the USA about 30 years ago and have lived here ever since."
"From Sweden? So that's where that light-blonde hair comes from. I was wondering!"
"There's something wrong with your car and the papers, Ma'am. Your car matches the description of a car that was reported stolen a few hours ago!"
"But that must be a mistake. This has been my car for many years!"
"That should be easy to determine. Would you please remove the ignition key and give it to me?" As Lea leaned forward and removed the key, he shone the beam of his flashlight first onto the dashboard. And then directly into the neckline of her dress, which revealed more than it concealed. Lea noticed, blushing.
After receiving the key, he reached for the radio unit on his left shoulder. "This is Sergeant Shocker for Dispatch. Officer Buff and I have a code 10-40 (note: that's the police code for a suspicious vehicle). We're going to DMV Field Office 13 and investigating the matter. Over and out." Then he slung the radio back over his shoulder.
What Lea hadn't noticed, however, was that the officer hadn't pressed the button to turn on the radio. And it wouldn't occur to her until many hours later that he hadn't received any acknowledgement of his radio call.
Shocker pulled his colleague Buff aside so Lea couldn't hear what he whispered to him: "A fine woman!" They laughed. "I'll drive her car, and you follow us. To our old place, over there in the hills, okay?"
Then he went back to Lea and leaned into the car window. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Hagström, but something seems wrong. We'll go to the station and try to sort this out there." With these words, he opened the driver's door and indicated to Lea that she should move into the passenger seat.
Lea was completely confused. She'd owned the vehicle for many years, and her driver's license was in good order. She'd never had any problems with it.
"But I have to go home; my babysitter and the little ones are waiting for me!"
"It's okay, Mrs. Hagström, I'm sure this will clear up quickly. And then you can continue driving. Don't worry."
Sergeant Shocker got into the driver's seat and started the car.
After they'd driven about two miles, with fewer cars coming towards them, he turned onto a small side street.
Lea's anxiety grew. Something was definitely wrong!
"Where are we going?" she asked Sergeant Shocker.
"All right, Mrs. Hagström. We're not going to the station, but to a small branch of the licensing authority, which is open all night for cases like this one. With the computers there, we're sure we can resolve this quickly."
They were now driving through a completely deserted area, the patrol car with Officer Buff at the wheel right behind them. Then the car suddenly turned down a small side road and stopped in a clearing.
Lea stared at the sergeant, open-mouthed, as she heard the door of the patrol car, which had been parked right behind them, open and then quietly slam shut.
Sergeant Shocker rummaged in her purse. "I only have a few dollars left on me, but you can have them, all the money!" Lea was shaking all over.
"Keep quiet and nothing will happen to you, Mrs. Hagström! We don't need your money." With these words, he took a tissue from her purse and forced it into her mouth. Tears began to stream from Lea's eyes. She found the whole thing less and less appealing!
Meanwhile, Officer Buff had stepped to the side door and opened it. Then he grabbed her arms from behind. The two also put tape over her mouth before dragging her out of her car.
Now the three of them stood in the small clearing. The dusk light was still sufficient to illuminate the scene.
Buff continued to hold her, and Shocker began to unbutton her blouse from top to bottom.
"You should stay calm, Ma'am, it would make everything much easier. If you keep fidgeting like that, I'll rip the buttons off your blouse. And it would be a shame to lose this precious thing!"
Buff pressed her arms back harder, forcing her breasts forward. Lea reluctantly gave up her resistance, which would have been useless anyway, and stood still, her whole body shaking helplessly with fear. Tears flowed from her almost closed eyes, and desperate sobs escaped from her mouth, which was gagged with a handkerchief.
When Shocker had opened the last button of her blouse, he slipped it over her shoulders, let it fall to the floor, stepped behind her, unfastened her bra, and handcuffed her.
Now the two police officers stood in front of Lea and smiled at her. Buff took one of her firm breasts in his hand, played with it a bit, and then bounced it back and forth in his hands.
"Didn't I tell you, it's not bad, is it?" Shocker grinned from ear to ear.
"Yes, you're right. You really have an eye for this kind of thing. She's a real gem. Completely different from the cheap whore we dealt with last time."
Lea shuddered at these words. Apparently, the two were a well-rehearsed team, and this wasn't the first time they'd done this! Then she began to whimper as Buff roughly pinched one of her nipples with two fingers.
"Shall we see what the rest looks like?"
"Good idea!" Shocker replied.
Lea's legs were shaking, and she threatened to slip away from them. But Buff gripped her tighter and pulled her head back by her long blonde hair while Shocker continued to undress her. He slipped her shoes off and carelessly tossed them aside, unbuttoned Lea's skirt, pulled it down, and let his hands slide down her thighs. As he did so, he felt Lea begin to tremble more and more.
Finally, he slowly and provocatively pulled off her small, delicate panties, stood up, and threw them to Buff. "Here, so you have something to chew on!" laughed Shocker.
"They're exactly our size. Blonde, a black garter belt with black lace. It was about time! Now we can finally fuck a woman who keeps her stockings on. I've had enough of this pantyhose shit!"
Shocker stared at her pussy, framed by a narrow strip of light-blonde pubic hair, and rubbed his hand between his legs while Buff sloshed Lea's breasts back and forth a few more times before brutally digging his fingernails into Lea's nipples.
Lea screamed loudly. The pain that shot through her breasts was stabbing and burning. Her scream was strangled in her throat as Buff pressed his huge hand over her taped mouth.
Lea staggered backward a few steps, toward the bushes behind her.
"Don't run away, sweetheart. I'm going to fuck you right now. By your ass!"
Shocker laughed. "That comes later. Remember, the best always comes last!" Buff nodded. "I hope there's no shit in it!"
"Anyway, a little chocolate does make the cream any better!" laughed Shocker.
Lea felt herself pushed toward a small bush. Her legs buckled, so strong was the impact.
Buff kicked her legs completely out from under her, causing her to fall to the ground.
"This spot is really good!" Shocker remarked as she lay spread-eagle on the ground. "Well, she can hardly wait!" he exclaimed, pushing her thighs further apart with his feet so that the two men now had a good view of her naked pussy, still encased in her garter belt.
The two took out a second pair of handcuffs, ripped her arms apart, and cuffed her spread-eagle to the bush.
"Hey, be careful there are no runs in those stockings. It would be a shame to waste those good things!" Shocker laughed, as the two rubbed their hands between their legs, continuing to arouse themselves.
"She seems to like it here, just look at how wide her eyes are opening!" Indeed, Lea's eyes were wide open, staring at the stars slowly appearing in the evening sky.
Buff lifted one of his legs and rubbed the sole of his shoe against one of Lea's breasts.
"Hey, be careful, you're making them dirty! I might want to bite into that!" Shocker snapped at his colleague.
"Don't worry, she's got another one!" he replied, increasing the pressure on her breast. Lea screamed again.
"Shall we get down to business?" Shocker seemed eager to pounce on his victim.
"Hmm, looks like she wants to keep her shop closed!" Buff replied, looking at Lea's now tightly pressed legs.
"Honey, what is that?" Buff pushed a foot hard between her legs, which then jerked open.
Buff stood between her thighs and pushed them even further apart with his feet.
"You know, she's the blondest bitch we've ever seen in all our years!" was his only comment as he looked at what was now open before him.
Buff knelt between Lea's legs and directed the dimmed beam of his flashlight at Lea's pussy.
"My God, they're just as blond as her hair. Maybe we should bring some of it back for the boys so they'll actually believe us!"
Buff struggled tore out a few tufts of Lea's pubic hair and held them out to Shocker, who stuffed them into one of his trouser pockets. "One more trophy!" he thought.
"You get to go first again!" Buff shouted to the superior officer.
"No way, you're my guest today. You might never get the chance to go first again. And that's with stockings and a garter belt!"
Her malicious laughter made Lea shudder. Yes, it had become clear to her by now what the two of them wanted from her. And apparently, they were indeed a well-rehearsed team, as she gathered from their exchange.
Lea wondered how many women had been kidnapped and abused in this way. And she wondered how many of them had later turned up alive. A certainly legitimate question...
Shocker held his flashlight closer to her pussy, while Buff began poking around in it with a broken stick lying on the ground next to him.
"Tighten her up for me!" he demanded. Shocker then grabbed Lea with the ankles, pulled her legs back over her torso, and simultaneously straddled her face to grip her legs more firmly.
Meanwhile, Buff spread Lea's skirt between her legs so as not to dirty his uniform unnecessarily and lowered his pants. Then he knelt down and poked around in her pussy a little more with the stick. "Still completely dry! And I don't feel like tearing my cock open on a dry pussy."
Lea felt Buff run slimy spit down onto her pussy and rub it in.
"That should do it!" Buff bent further down, placed his cock against Lea's pussy, and penetrated her without hesitation.
Lea screamed. Even though the spit had made her pussy a little wetter, the first thrust was more than painful.
Lea sobbed and howled, trying to wriggle away from Buff. But he didn't give her a chance. Quite the opposite. With each thrust, he penetrated her deeper and harder, while Shocker simultaneously pulled her legs back, allowing Buff to thrust as deeply into Lea as possible.
Lea thought her legs were being ripped apart as Buff's cock simultaneously tortured her pussy and penetrated her uterus.
"Come on, shake your hot ass a little!" Buff demanded Lea, as she moaned and sobbed in pain, struggling against Shocker's grip on her legs as Buff thrust deeper and faster into her.
Shocker's ass, sitting directly on her face, nearly took her breath away, and strangled sounds escaped her still-gagged mouth.
"I said, wiggle your ass!" Buff yelled at her as he dug his fingernails into her buttocks.
"There you go, that's the way it is," was his only comment as Lea moved her ass a little to escape the brutal pain.
Buff continued to abuse her ass with his fingers until she felt blood running down her ass. This obviously turned Buff on so much that he pushed his cock harder and harder into her abused hole until he finally unloaded his load into her saliva-soaked cunt.
Buff lay heavily on top of Lea for a few seconds before pulling out of her. He wiped his cock and then his blood-soaked fingers with her panties lying next to her, pulled up his pants, and turned to Shocker.
"Thanks, my friend. Now it's your turn!"
Shocker also opened his pants and kneaded on Lea's stomach, rubbing and kneading her breasts.
"Your tits are truly first-class!" he whispered hoarsely into Lea's ear.
"You've got tits!" Buff laughed as he watched his friend. "Well, no wonder, with all the peas your wife carries around. Maybe you should cut off our blonde's udders and stick them on your wife, then you'll always have something handy!"
Lea shuddered at Buff's words. They wouldn't be put off cutting off her breasts. Even if it was just a souvenir...
Then Shocker let go of her breasts, but only to push his hard cock between her lips. His brutal grip on her cheeks left her no choice but to open her mouth, and the guy had already shoved his cock deep into her mouth.
Lea gagged. For one thing, the cock was much too big for her. Although she loved giving her husband a good blowjob, this one was too big even for her. Besides, she was disgusted by the smell and taste emanating from it.
Luckily for Lea, this procedure didn't take too long. Because Shocker obviously hadn't planned on cumming in her mouth. He had chosen a different hole for that!
Shocker also knelt between her thighs and penetrated her without hesitation, digging his fingers into her breasts and pulling them upwards as hard as he could.
"Damn it, if those aren't the best pair of tits I've ever held!"
Lea screamed into the gag in pain. Her breasts felt as if they were about to be ripped from her body at any moment, while Shocker's cock seemed to split her abdomen in half.
Eventually, the pain subsided, and Lea felt blood trickling down her breasts, while an indefinable, sticky mass oozed from between her legs.
"Look at her, staring at the stars! I wonder if she's a fortune teller who sees her future in them. What do you think?" Shocker whispered to his friend.
"Well, I wonder if she's seeing what she's expecting now?" With these words, Buff grabbed Lea's ankles and, with a powerful jerk, turned her onto her stomach.
A croak escaped Lea's gagged mouth as the action nearly dislocated her arms, still handcuffed to the bushes.
"I want two handfuls of that hot ass!" Buff shouted as he dug both hands in, pinching and twisting her buttocks with his fingers, while ripping her buttocks apart.
"I'll be damned if that ass doesn't make me sharper than my razor!"
Buff stood up and untied Lea's handcuffs.
"Let's get her on her feet!"
The two each grabbed one of Lea's arms and then dragged her off the ground into a sitting position.
Lea lifted her head weakly for a brief moment until a shouted command filled her ears.
"Come on, stand up, you pig!" The two pulled and tugged Lea to her feet, which were shaking with weakness. She stumbled, dangling in their arms, her feet dragging on the ground as they dragged her to a tree trunk and leaned her there.
Lea leaned limply against the tree trunk, like a rag doll, completely exhausted and helpless. The two police officers obviously didn't like it at all.
"Damn pig, stand up straight!" The two slapped her face with the backs of their hands, pushing her harder against the tree trunk, its hard bark digging into her back.
"That's better!" Shocker sneered, laughing in her face, while Buff reached for the handcuffs again to cuff her wrists and ankles together, so that she was now bent over in front of the tree trunk.
"That's better. Look at those tits. Don't they hang down like cows' udders?" Buff scolded. "Milk them!" he demanded of Shocker, who didn't need to be told twice. With a firm grip, he grabbed Lea's breasts with both hands and tugged and pulled at them, just like a farmer would milk his best cow.
Meanwhile, Buff had picked up Lea's skirt from the floor and was using it to wipe her bottom, which was clinging to leaves and stones. "I don't want to get my uniform unnecessarily dirty!" he explained to his friend.
Shocker stood in front of Lea, who was bent over, wrapped his arms behind her back, grabbed her breasts again, and slowly pushed her toward Buff. Buff rubbed his now-hard cock against her pussy, from which juice (and whatever else) was dripping. With his fingers, he rubbed this mixture onto Lea's asshole, which flinched in shock at the touch.
Lea had hoped that the two police officers would be satisfied with the rape of her pussy and would stop. But apparently, that wasn't the case. On the contrary. Now they wanted to violate her previously untouched ass as well.
Lea wanted to sink into the ground with shame and fear. She hadn't even allowed her husband to touch her there, let alone have sex with her there. And now the two beasts threatened to take her there too.
Suddenly, Lea screamed in pain into the gag again. Buff, apparently to rehydrate his cock, had once again, without warning, rammed it all the way into her pussy, which was still wet and open from the previous rapes. He thrust brutally a few times before withdrawing his cock. But only to place it at her asshole. With each hand, he also grabbed a thick strand of her blonde hair, wrapped it around his fingers, and then rammed his cock deep into her ass.
The pain that shot through Lea was worse than anything she had ever experienced in her life. Not even the truly grueling birth of her twin daughters had caused such pain!
Lea choked, and her legs threatened to give way, forcing Shocker to release his grip on her breasts and hold her tight around her waist so Buff could continue thrusting into her core.
As Buff tugged harder on her hair, Lea's body was forced from a right angle to a sharp angle, allowing Buff to drive his cock all the way into her.
Lea's body was held upright only by Shocker's strong arms wrapped around her stomach and Buff's cock buried deep in her asshole. And the harder Buff thrust, the deeper the handcuffs that forced her into this bent position cut into her skin, until finally her wrists began to bleed.
Her knuckles cracked as Buff pulled her head back even further by her hair while he mercilessly rammed his cock into her, faster and faster. Until Lea felt the twitching deep inside her. And at the same time, Buff unloaded into her bowels.
When Buff was finished, he didn't immediately release her hair or withdraw his cock. On the contrary, he seemed to particularly enjoy this moment as his cock released its last drops before slowly going limp inside her. Then, finally, he took a step back, Lea slid off Buff's cock, and as Shocker released his grip at the same time, she sank to the ground in a helpless heap of misery.
Lea almost suffocated as her gagged mouth sank into the forest floor. Her head vibrated and her whole body trembled with panic. Her body involuntarily tried to stretch to get better air, but the handcuffs, still digging deep into her wrists, prevented this.
Only when more air gradually flowed into her lungs did Lea relax a little. The choking panic subsided, although the intense pain throughout her body still burned irrevocably into her brain. And then she noticed the laughter of Shocker and Buff.
"From now on, I'll be called Harry, if she doesn't twitch around like a beheaded chicken!" Shocker mocked. "Yes, that's by far the best bitch we've ever fucked. That's probably why she's writhing with joy!" Buff replied, laughing, before bending down to Lea again.
"We don't have all night for you, Mrs. Hagström. We have to get back to work!" His hands grabbed Lea, and she hung heavy and limp in his arms. Her knees buckled again, and Buff jabbed his fingertips into her stomach to keep her upright.
"Come on, you pig, get up!" Buff demanded, while Lea gagged, a hot lump rising from her stomach into her throat. Buff grabbed her head by the hair, pushed it back, and slammed her butt-first into Shocker's cock, which drilled itself straight into her asshole.
Convulsions shot through Lea's gut, and her still-handcuffed arms ripped at her body. And when her body threatened to give way under Shocker's relentless thrusts, Buff's hands and fingers once again dug into her stomach, holding her upright.
Lea's body curved in pain. Shocker's cock, which seemed even bigger and thicker than Buff's already thick cock, pierced her mercilessly. Her hair was almost ripped from her body by one of Buff's hands, while the other hand seemed to dig deeper and deeper into her stomach.
The moment Shocker finally unloaded into her after endless thrusts, nothing could keep her on her feet, and Lea collapsed to the ground again.
"Damn it, she must be a bleeder!" Shocker said as he wiped his red cock on Lea's panties.
"Yeah, you could be right. Just look at the way it's oozing out of every hole!" Buff replied as the two straightened their uniforms.
Once they were done, they removed Lea's handcuffs and wiped the blood off them as well before reattaching them to her gun belt. Then they dragged Lea to their car and dropped her into the driver's seat. Afterward, they threw the blood-stained clothes over her.
"I would advise you to keep your mouth shut and not tell anyone about what happened here. Because no one would believe you anyway, and our vice squad would arrest you for street prostitution and throw you in a cell. You can probably imagine what would happen to you there. And I think your daughters, your husband, and the neighbors wouldn't be too happy to hear that you're a cheap prostitute!"
Shocker let go of her hair, ripped the gag out of her mouth. Then the two got into their patrol car, left Mrs. Hagström used and abused in her car, and drove off. Knowing full well that nothing would happen to them. Even if their victim confided in someone, no one would believe her story.
Yes, Lea had indeed gone from the frying pan into the fire that day.
