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Pussy Patrol Ch. 02

By: bigdaddysmooth



Writer's Note: This is a sequel to an earlier story (Pussy Patrol) I wrote and features the main female characters from that story. It also intertwines another story of mine (Slutty Bridesmaids Prequel) and features the main male character from that story and picks up after the events in that story. You do not need to read those stories to follow this chapter, but please feel free to read them before (or after) you read this. Thank you for your time. 

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Officer Jackson led the accused man, Marcus Black, towards the dark, shut in room. As a fellow African American man, he felt anger boiling inside him. The crimes this man was charged with committing just further perpetuated the black criminal stereotypes: A brutal assault on a white man resulting in a hospital stay, multiple wounds and a broken hand; kidnapping the white man's Asian girlfriend; stealing his car; and raping the girlfriend repeatedly and viciously. It was a slam dunk case. Multiple eyewitnesses. Both the attacked man and woman had given sworn statements. The attacker didn't even deny it or put up a fight when he was caught. It was a good thing too, because Marcus Black was no small man. His muscular arms barely reached around his back to be cuffed. And Officer Jackson definitely kept his hand on his gun just in case Marcus made any drastic moves.

Finally they arrived in interrogation room A. As the officer led Marcus into the room, he unlocked the cuffs and ordered him to sit down. He then re-cuffed his hands behind his back around the backstop of the chair. As he double checked the cuffs he offered the culprit some advice, "You should just confess now. Otherwise, god help you..."

"Oh yea, why is that." Marcus replied in a calm, cool voice.

"Because they got pussy patrol coming for you and they always get the confession." The Officer replied back.

"Pussy Patrol?" asked Marcus. But there was no need for a response from the officer as the interrogation doors swung open and in walked two sexy as hell Latin women. Marcus sized up the two like they were pieces of meat. They were about the same height and they both had on killer high heels and extremely tight, revealing clothing. One was full figured, while the other was thin. And both had curves in all the right places. 

The full figured one ordered the officer to leave the room as the thin one grabbed a chair and pulled it up right next to Marcus. 

She sat down and crossed her legs. She introduced herself as "Anny" and her partner as "Tania". Her leg swayed as she teased him with her sexy patent leather nude platform pumps. Marcus looked her up and down again. She was dressed seductively and lightly in a body fitting white tank top that showed off her perky B cup sized tits, toned arms, and thin waist. Her straight black hair ran just above her shoulders contrasting the white of her top and her tanned skin. A pink mini-skirt clung to her hips and ass, barely concealing her nude thigh high stockings with the seam running down the back. 

Meanwhile her partner paced around him, her spiked high heels clacking on the hard floor with each step. Marcus looked back and gave her a once over. She was dressed in a tight short sleeve black blouse with the top three buttons left open to reveal her ample cleavage. A tight green skirt barely contained her thick ass, but didn't conceal the tops of her black thigh high stockings, which blended in perfectly with her ridiculously high patent leather pumps. Marcus looked long enough and then turned his attention back to her partner, Anny.

Tania suddenly stopped pacing behind Marcus and leaned in to whisper in his left ear. Her breathe was hot, her accent thick. "OK Mr. Black. This is how it's going to work. You can just confess now and save everyone time and pain." She paused and waited for a response. She didn't get one. "Fine you want to play tough. Well Anny and I like tough guys. Especially tough guys who like to rape and assault innocent young women."

"I didn't do anything." Marcus calmly answered.

Anny let out a laugh, "We were hoping you would say that. Because that's where we come in. We're..."

"Pussy Patrol" Marcus sarcastically fired back. "I don't get it."

Tania shot back immediately, "Oh you'll get it soon enough. You ever jerk off too much? It hurts doesn't it? Well that's nothing compared to what we'll do to you. We use your own weapon against you. The same thing that you think makes you tough. That makes you a man. We punish you with it. And when we are done with you, you will confess. You will beg for us to stop. And if we feel like it...we will make you beg for your life."

Again showing no emotion, Marcus simply fired back. "OK. A bit dramatic. But OK."

Tania slammed her hand on the cold metal desk as she stared intensely at him. "Why did you do it? Did you see a white guy with a pretty Asian girl and get jealous? Do you have a thing for Asian women?"

"No, I like Latin women." Marcus retorted. Then he laughed and shrugged, "I like Asian's too"

"Oh you won't when we're done with you. You may not even like women anymore." Anny shot back.

Tania continued again, "So you beat the shit out of him, huh. Figured that's the only way you could get a girl like that. Am I on the right track?"

Marcus smiled.

"Then what Mr. Black? You see his shiny, expensive car and figured you'd take that too? Go for a little joyride? Take the sexy piece of ass with you and go find a quiet place where you could rape her?" Tania went on with her story.

Then Anny took over. "I bet you think you can do whatever you want? You and your big black dick?" She kneeled down and fondled his crotch through his jeans. Anny then looked up and stared at Marcus directly in the eye. "Last chance to confess."

Marcus smiled again and simply asked, "I want a lawyer?"

"Yea, she's on her way. Until then...we're just gonna talk some more."Anny continued as she unzipped his pants and reached into his pants. She pulled out his massive cock and let it breathe. "Ooohhhh Tania, we got a big, thick one here."

Tania kneeled down next to Anny and cooed. "You know what we always say. The bigger the cock, the more they scream." The two detectives laughed wickedly as they caressed and massaged Marcus' massive black cock. 

Tania looked up and made eye contact with Marcus, "Last chance."Marcus said nothing. Tania continued, "Good, I was hoping you were gonna be a tough guy. Because we're gonna enjoy this." 

Tania looked over at her partner, "Heads or tails?"

Anny smiled back sensing her friends' desire for some black cock. Just because it was their job, and they were dealing with some ruthless bastards, didn't mean they couldn't enjoy it a little. "No, you go first."

Tania barely waited two seconds before shoving Marcus' cock into her drooling mouth. She wasted no time bobbing her head up and down. Loud sucking and slurpring sounds escaped her mouth as her saliva covered the head of his cock and slowly slid down his shaft inch by inch leaving a glistening shine.

The whole time, Anny was giving a play by play in her sexy little Spanish accent. "Oh fuck yea girl. Suck that cock. Work that pretty little mouth." She paused to let her partner continue interrogating, "Mr. Marcus, you are not gonna last long the way my girl is giving head. She gonna suck the cum right out of your poor cock."

Tania was intensely focused as she continued to stuff her mouth full of cock, taking more and more with each bob up and down. She didn't dare take his cock out of her mouth to come up for air. That's what her nose was for. At the same time; her hands were moving up and down in rhythm with her head, jerking his shaft with a vice like grip.

At the same time, Anny was staring directly at Marcus trying to gauge his tolerance. He was silent and still. She took this as him trying his hardest not to cum. She definitely didn't assume it was disinterest because his cock was telling another story. So instead she stood up and leaned in, brushing her tits against his cheek, and whispered into his ear. Her warm breathe and soft voice seductively encouraging him to confess. But Marcus just sat still and motionless. His mind coming up with a plan of defense...or attack.

This fruitless exercise continued on for several minutes as Anny was starting to feel left out of the action. She reached down for Marcus' shaft and placed her hand over Tania's. Tania removed her hand and let her partner do the jerking, but she refused to release his cock from her mouth as a pool of drool now covered his entire shaft down to his balls. 

Anny then told her partner, "Don't make him cum yet...let me have some fun too." 

Finally, Tania popped his cock out of her mouth and took a gasp of air. She looked over at Marcus who stared straight ahead in a meditative state. "You're lucky motherfucker, because I was in a zone. You would have been begging me to stop in a couple of minutes." Tania waited for a response, but got none. So she turned back to her friend and nodded, "Your turn."

Anny jerked his cock furiously, sliming her hand with her partner's saliva. Then she reached over and grabbed the glass of water left for Marcus on the table. Partly to clean his cock, but also partly for effect; she poured it slowly on Marcus' cock, letting him sit in a pool of water that ran off the chair edges. She then whipped her pretty shoulder length black hair to the side, opened wide, and got herself a mouthful of black cock. She started slow, just suctioning the head of his cock and swirling her tongue around the tip. She then dipped down and took him half way down her throat before coming back up for air, leaving a string of her drool from the tip of his cock to her lips. Taking a break, Anny smiled at Marcus all the while jerking his cock up and down. 

Tania laughed before she turned her attention to Marcus, "You're done. You might as well confess now, because we're enjoying this too much. So go ahead and pretend you don't feel it. But I can practically see the cum bubbling up in your balls...just waiting to explode."

Again, Marcus didn't react. So Tania glanced over at Anny, who took the signal to attack. Anny went back down on Marcus' manhood and angrily gulped down inch by inch until she had her lips practically touching his balls. Marcus winced and twitched. Tania caught the slight movement and she screamed out loud for Anny to hear, "Oh shit. That did it girl. He felt that one."

Those words ignited a fire under Anny as she worked over his cock with her mouth like she was trying to not only suck the cum out of it, but literally suck the balls up through his cock. 

Marcus couldn't take it anymore. He started to moan and breathe heavily. He cried out in agony, turning his head away and closing his eyes. But it didn't work as Anny sucked harder and faster, drooling all over his cock. After a few more agonizing seconds, Marcus screamed out a long agonizing yell, "OH FUCK."

Those words triggered Anny to go into overdrive and she simply refused to stop. She was determined to make him cum with her mouth. At the same time, Tania was screaming into Marcus' ear, "CONFESS. CONFESS NOW...TELL ME YOU RAPED THAT POOR LITTLE INNOCENT GIRL."

Marcus let out another loud roar, "FUCK. WHO ARE YOU? WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME??"

He then started rambling like a crazed lunatic, "YOU ARE SO GOOD. THAT'S SO FUCKING GOOD...NO WAY YOU SUCK COCK THAT GOOD. SSSSOOOO GOOD...FUCK!!! YOU'RE MOUTH IS SO GOOD." Then he let out another loud roar and snapped his head down, closed his eyes and tensed up. "NO. NOO. NNOOO. NNNOOOOOOO." He started to shout. 'I'M NOT GONNA CUM. I'M NOT GONNA CUM." He started to chant this over and over again.

Tania started cracking up. This was a first. She'd seen suspects start to break down after hours of pussy and mouth induced torture, but never from a few minutes of cock sucking. "Damn girl. You're gonna make him pass out." She pulled her partner off of his cock and Marcus began panting and gasping for air like a true torture victim. 

"FUCK YOU." Marcus eeked out in between his labor like deep breathes, "YOU BITCHES. YOU SLIPPED ME SOME DRUGS OR SOME SHIT."

"Ha" Anny laughed out loud, "I don't need no drugs. My mouth is the drug and it's too much for you. See I knew you were just some little bitch acting tough. That's why you have to rape helpless women to get you off."

A few seconds passed as Marcus continued to breathe like he was passing a kidney stone. 

"Confess now!" Anny shouted

Marcus shook his head no, "I want a lawyer".

Anny shrugged her sexy shoulders, "OK. Guess you like to cry like a baby." And she lurched forward to continue her mouth induced torture. But she was stopped by her partner. Tania looked at Anny and winked. "Let me shut this motherfucker up." Anny moved out of the way and Tania pounced on his cock...swallowing it and sucking on it with fierce intensity.

But then something weird happened. Marcus mood swung immediately. He leaned his head back and yelled out, "Oh yes. That's good. Just like that."

Tania took it as a sign that she was doing the job. But then Marcus screamed out, "Oh wow. That's what I needed...Whew...It's like I can feel the cum going back down and vanishing." This made Tania look up in shock. "What motherfucker?"

Marcus screamed out, "No, don't stop. I was so close. The way your friend worked her mouth, I mean, I was so close to exploding. You have no idea. But you're like the opposite. It's incredible. I can almost feel the cum receding."

Tania went flush red in the face with anger, "Oh yea. Let's see if you can handle this." She lunged back down and slobbered on his cock. She sucked, slurped, jerked, and swired her mouth, hands and tongue with all her might. But Marcus just laughed it off, "Fuck. I can feel myself getting soft. Keep doing that. Just like that...Wow, you really suck at this. I mean literally."And as if words were not enough, his cock slowly went soft in Tania's mouth and hands.

"What's the matter? You too scared to even maintain a hard-on. This is a first." Tania said defensively.

"I'm not doing anything. That's all you...whatever you're doing, just don't let your friend suck my cock." Marcus begged

Anny and Tania switched places and Anny furiously worked her mouth over Marcus' soft cock. And in no time, he was rock hard again. If it was possible, Marcus cock was even harder than before as Anny worked her magic.

Marcus cried again like a little bitch, "Oh fuck. You are so good. Please don't stop. Just let me cum. Please..."

Infuriated, Tania pushed her partner aside and put all her energy into sucking Marcus' hard cock. But once again, it slowly went soft in her mouth and hands.

"FUCK" Marcus bellowed. "That's some real torture shit you two are pulling. You (he nodded towards Anny) get me all hard and shit and just when I'm about to cum you (he nods toward Tania, still trying her damndest to keep him hard) take over and make me lose my motherfucking hard on. That's some cold ass shit. I bet you two got this thing down to a science...just keep doing this shit back and forth until the poor motherfucker loses his damn mind. It's like good cop / bad cop...or good cocksucker / bad cocksucker."

Tania jumped up and got in Marcus' face. She was yelling at him with extreme rage and temper, "Bad cocksucker. BAD COCKSUCKER? I've made guys cum just by touching their cock with my lips. I've taken on as many as ten men and made them all cry cumming and screaming. I am a fucking good cocksucker."

Anny had to restrain her friend and restore order, "Tania, don't let him get to you. He's clearly just messing with you. We're clearly underestimating this suspect."

Tania took a deep breath and calmed down. "You're right Anny. I lost my head there for a second. Let's see just how smart this motherfucker is." She cursed as she stormed out of the interrogation room, her expensive heels angrily clacking against the floor on her way out.

Seconds later, she returned with a large brown paper bag. "Let's see how cool you are now." She barked as she put the bag over his head, blinding him.

Marcus couldn't see, but his hearing senses heightened in its absence. She could hear the button's on Tania's blouse being ripped open. He then heard the faint sound of a zipper being unzipped and the sound of one set of heels stepping up and down. He figured that was Anny taking off her skirt and he guessed they both had removed their clothes. He then felt a pair of soft perky breasts rubbing against his cock. He guessed they belonged to Anny. That was followed by a larger set of breasts rubbing against his cock and figured they belonged to the more robust cleavage of Tania's. Then four sets of hands fondled, massaged, jerked, and straight out manhandled his cock. That went on for a good minute, and then the first set of lips hit his cockhead.

"Oh my god. Fuck Anny...that's some good shit. They should call you superhead." Marcus screamed through the paper bag as his cock grew to full attention again.

Then a new set of lips touched his cock, and he immediately went soft again. "Seriously Tania. I don't know how you do that. That's a real skill there...to be able to be a bad cocksucker. I mean, I thought any blowjob would be good. But damn."

The lips around his cock switched again and Marcus went crazy, "FUCK. NOT AGAIN ANNY. PLEASE DON'T STOP. JUST LET ME CUM. PLEASE. I'LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT. I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE."

Then two sets of lips attacked his cock. They each kissed and glided up and down each side of his cock in unison. "Oh, that's fucked up. It's like my dick is confused. Fuck. It's like half my dick is hard and the other is soft. Like one nut wants to bust and the other wants to shrivel up."

Then both lips jumped off his cock and just one set of lips returned. Marcus immediately knew it was Tania's. "Oh fuck Tania. Just stop it. Please. You win. You fucking win. I can't take this anymore. I can't take it anymore. Please just kill me. No more. No mas. No mas. I confess. I CONFESS..."

Tania stood up and threw the paper bag off of Marcus' head. It took him a second to adjust to the light as she screamed at him, "How the fuck did you know who was sucking your cock? It's impossible. I'm a good cocksucker." She stood back in confusion and mumbled to herself over and over again "I know I'm a good cocksucker. I'm a good cocksucker." She looked over at Anny, "I am, right?"

Anny went over to console her friend and partner, "Hey don't pay attention to him. He's playing a game...besides, it doesn't matter anymore. We got him. He just confessed."

They prepared for the formal confession as Anny quickly got dressed. Tania was still in a state of bewilderment and just stood there. She was almost in as bad a shape as Marcus, who was a sweaty mess. He yelled out to Anny, "Water. Please...some water." 

Anny fixed her skirt and took a quick look in the window before heading out, "Let's see if your lawyer is here yet." This meant Tania was now left alone with Marcus; still naked except for her garters, thigh high stockings, and heels. 

Marcus looked up at her, "I was just lying the whole time. You're not a bad cocksucker. You're really good actually. Phenomenal even."

"I knew it." Tania screamed excited and reassured.

"I was just trying to get you off your game, hoping you two would turn on each other. It was the only play I had."

"So I was about to make you cum? I knew it. I fucking knew it."

"Well, I'm able to control it when it's just dick sucking. But I'm so glad you didn't work your pussy muscles. Because if you fuck like you suck...I would have lost it."

"Is that right?" Tania smiled. "You shouldn't have told me that Marcus." As she seductively made her way over to Marcus' still handcuffed to the chair. "Because now I'm gonna make you pay for making me doubt myself." Tania leaned in and ran her tongue up his neck until she was breathing down his ear. "I'm gonna fucking ride your cock so hard; you will regret you ever tried to play games with me."


Pussy Patrol Ch. 02



And with that threat lingering in the air, Tania bent over and sucked and slurped on his cock with renewed energy and passion. In no time, Marcus was hard again and breathing heavily. His body tense.

As soon as Marcus was at full attention, Tania stopped sucking and stood up. She slowly opened her legs wide and stepped one leg over Marcus' until her pussy was hovering over his helpless cock. She reached down and grabbed a firm hold of his shaft and lowered herself onto his yearning cock. Her pussy was always wet, so it entered without the slightest bit of resistance. His cock was long and thick and she teased every second of the motion as each inch disappeared inside of her. When he was all the way in, Marcus and Tania both let out a long passionate sigh. 

"Oh fuck. You're pussy feels so good." Marcus cried. "Please don't torture me anymore. Just let me cum."

"Oh, I'm gonna punish your dick with my pussy until you cum screaming." And with that Tania raised herself up as his dick slowly escaped her soaking wet pussy, inch by inch, leaving a trail of white pussy juices on his cock. She continued until just the cockhead was inside her. Then with extreme force, she slammed her body down on his cock with all her might. Marcus gasped and his head snapped back violently. With her heels dug in to the floor, she worked up her pace and slammed her body into Marcus' harder and harder. The force of her thighs slapping against his sent echoes throughout the poorly ventilated room. She squeezed her pussy muscles on his cock as Marcus helplessly cursed and moaned in lustful delight. Tania felt all the power as she continued to ride his cock with an intense fury. But she was also starting to feel the burn too. His cock was massive and powerful after all. But she was determined not to stop, even if she felt the slightest twinge of orgasm flushing through her body. She blocked out those thoughts and held in those orgasmic feelings, by closing her eyes and concentrating only on the motion of bouncing up and down on his cock.

In between pants and cries of "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum". Marcus managed out a few whispered words. "Tania...I have one more confession"

With her eyes still closed and her nerve steady and determined, she whispered back in between her pants and moans of sexual passion. "Oh yea, you gonna confess about raping more little girls?"

"No...." Then Marcus whispered something so soft and indecipherable, Tania couldn't make it out. He repeated it again, but she still couldn't hear.

So she lunged her body forward while still pouncing on his soon to explode cock. She rested her face next to his and placed her ear next to his mouth, "Tell me. Tell me everything."

Loud and clear, Marcus voice returned. "I'm gonna make you cum."

Tania burst out in laughter, "Oh yea, how are you gonna do that?"

Marcus wasn't laughing, "You know my handcuffs?"

"Yes?"

"I picked them." His hands sprang out from behind his back as he showed the uncuffed wrists to Tania. She was so caught off guard, she didn't react. She just had that shocked, dazed, and confused expression as Marcus wrapped his arms around Tania's waist and simultaneously picked her up and stood up. He kicked the chair out from underneath his legs as he stood up straight, with each hand cupping one of Tania's asscheeks and his cock still buried deep inside her. He positioned himself with a good base, knees partially bent, and maneuvered his hands under each stocking covered thigh to get a better grip of Tania in his arms.

"I told you I was innocent. You should have listened to me." Marcus snapped.

The entire time Tania was frozen. She watched as Marcus lifted her body up by her thighs with his strong hands and glided her pussy up and down on his unyielding cock. She was already close to cumming before and this motion was sending her dangerously over the top. Her body tensed as Marcus used her own body to guide his dick in and out of her, feeling every inch and width of his cock. Gravity did the rest as the momentum picked up faster and faster, her body slamming into his harder and harder. The thrusts were so forceful she could barely hang on, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck to prevent from falling. Her head snapped back with each thunderous thrust and her eyes rolled to the back of her head until her eyes were a ghost like white. Her mouth was open with screams, moans, cries, and curses escaping. She repeated "fuck me" over and over again in English and Spanish. She had given up resisting.

Marcus was relentless. Focused. Robotic. He fucked hard and fast. Hitting the same motion and spot with unbelievable precision. His face was expressionless. Only the faint sound of him breathing in and out escaped his airways. He was in complete control.

Tania screamed out "I'm gonna cum. Oh my god...I'm gonna cum". Her grip tightened. Her legs stretched out making her body form an L shape in Marcus arms. Her body tensed and flexed up as the orgasm to end all orgasms shot through her body. A loud, screeching "Oohhhh" erupted at the same moment her swollen pussy came on Marcus powerful cock. Her body went into a seismic seizure as she came for what felt like minutes. Then she flung her upper body forward and collapsed into Marcus muscular frame, panting and gasping for air. Her cum oozed out and streaks of her pussy juices flowed down Marcus shaft, balls, and legs. 

Calmly, Marcus shuffled over to the nearby table and rested Tania's limp body back first on the cold, hard steel. He slid his cock out of her dripping wet pussy and popped the head out causing Tania to flinch. Still as cool as a cucumber, Marcus made his way over to the only door in the room. He opened it and peered out, while grabbing for the door handle on the opposite side of the door. He spotted Anny as she turned the corner down the long hallway leading to the interrogation room. They made eye contact as Anny froze in place, glass of water in one hand, tape recorder in the other. Marcus smirked as he snapped the handle right off the door and shut the door. It was an automatic lock door, so when Anny rushed over, there was no way to open it. Her partner was trapped inside with the suspect and he was no longer subdued. This was a bad situation. Anny pounded on the door and even tried to kick it down. But it was an old, solid metal door and without a door handle, there was no way it was going to open except from the inside. She shouted for help and screamed for someone to get that door open. She then ran into a nearby room that was recording a live video feed from the camera inside the interrogation room. She gasped as she saw her partner lying still and spread eagle on the table. The audio was on and she could hear every word Marcus was saying. And he was talking directly to her.

"I told you I was innocent. You refused me a lawyer. So this is on you."

Her eyes opened wide as she watched Marcus make his way to Tania's lifeless body and picked up her legs, placing them on his broad shoulders. He slid his body into the open space between her legs and pointed his dick at her unprotected pussy. It was still soaking wet and he felt no resistance as he slid his cock all the way in balls deep. Tania whimpered and her body flinched again as she felt the impact of his cock inside her. Marcus stood there for a moment, caressing her stocking covered legs with his hands, enjoying the moment.

"You know why I picked you Tania instead of your partner. For three reasons. One...I'm guessing you're Puerto Rican. Am I right?"

Tania didn't respond, so Marcus slam fucked into her with a few deep thrusts. "Answer me?"

"Yes. YES...." Was all Tania could get out.

"I knew it. I love me some Puerto Rican pussy." He stopped fucking her as Tania moaned for help. Marcus continued on, "Second, I love a women in stockings and Louboutins. They really do make those calves pop. Like I'm gonna make this pussy pop." And with that, he resumed his jackhammer thrusts. Each driving force was earth shattering as he grabbed hold of her legs and used them to slam in and out of her. 

Anny watched in horror as her friend powerlessly scratched and clawed for help. She was moaning, screaming, and crying in agony and ecstasy. The sheer force of Marcus power fucking sent the table rattling and creaking forward closer and closer to the wall. Then Anny heard a roar that was unlike anything she ever heard before as Tania came again almost falling off the table in the process. Anny had to do something as she ran out of the room looking for help. Security and other fellow officers were standing at the locked door trying to get it open. They were pounding on the door. Trying to kick the door off its hinges. They even fired a couple of shots at the door. Nothing worked. A maintenance worker shouted that the only way was to take the door off and that would take a few minutes. Anny ran back into the video room and saw Marcus helping Tania up onto her shaky legs. He helped carry her over to a hook leading down from the ceiling. It was meant to hang up torture suspects, but Marcus had ideas of his own. He took the handcuffs that were previously locking his wrists together and snapped them around Tania's wrists. He then threw the chain onto the hook and let her body hang there. He stood next to her and let his hands explore her beaten down body. They caressed her amazing boobs, down the spine of her back, to her luscious ass. He turned her body until they faced his and leaned in and gave her a hard, wet kiss. Tania couldn't resist. She didn't even know if she wanted to. He then spun her around, almost causing her to lose her balance in her high heels. Marcus pushed her back forward until it was arched ever so slightly and her sweet ass was sticking out. Once he found the desired angle, he pointed his still rock hard dick at her pussy and was about to go back in for more. 

Then a voice sprang through the intercom that led into the room. He recognized Anny's voice. "Marcus, I have your lawyer. She's here. Please stop."

Marcus pondered this for a moment. It was the word "she" that got to him. He figured he'd play along. "OK. But only she can come in."

He uncuffed Tania and used her body as cover as he walked over to the door and opened it slightly ajar. A beautiful face peered through the opening. Her exotic Asian features capturing Marcus attention. "Come in, but only you and close the door behind you."

The woman squeezed her way in and introduced herself as Winny Ing, public defendant. She closed the door behind her and hugged the wall as she cautiously made her way in. "Mr. Marcus. I am assigned to your case. Please stop this and let me help prove your innocence. This raping of an officer is not helping your case."

Marcus didn't pay any mind to what she was saying. He just eyed her up and down. Angelic face with those alluring eyes framed by shoulder length black hair. An all black business skirt suit encased her thin and tone figure. She wore no blouse underneath, showing off a hint of cleavage. Black satin sheathed her skinny legs and lead to another pair of Louboutins, this one a pair of patent leather sling backs, which finished off the outfit. "Do you have any ID? A business card??"

"No. I'm pretty junior level. They don't give us cards." 

"I'm gonna need to frisk you, just to make sure you're not lying to me." Marcus replied as he placed Tania in the chair that he was handcuffed to just moment ago. She was already unconscious, so there was no need to handcuff her. That also freed up the cuffs in case he needed to use them on Winny. He then made his way over to Winny and patted her down, spending a little extra attention on her good parts. With a sense of doubt in his mind, he decided to act quickly. He snapped the handcuffs around Winny's wrists. He lifted her up in his powerful arms and hoisted her high above his head. The action caught Winny off guard and she flailed and then held on to Marcus to prevent from falling. Her wild body movements caused her skirt to hike up just enough for Marcus to see her sweet uncovered pussy. 

"Hmmm....no panties I see?" Marcus spoke rhetorically. He walked over to the hook and cuffed her to it and let her body hang there. He stood next to her and let his hands explore her body. He found no evidence that she was lying, but his gut told him otherwise. Marcus was now the interrogator as pushed Winny forward until her sexy little ass was poking out. He lifted up her skirt to reveal her garters and thigh high stockings tops. He leaned down and placed his head in between her asscheeks.

"Who are you?" Marcus screamed before slithering his tongue up and down her unsuspecting pussy lips. 

"What are you doing?...No, please stop...stop." Winny gasped as she looked back to see Marcus' face buried between her legs. She screamed as Marcus' tongue licked up and down from her clit to her asshole. His tongue was skillful and her pussy was getting wet against her wishes. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself. She closed her eyes and tried to focus the best she could. She blurted out, "Mr. Marcus...please stop this. I am here to help you. I am your court appointed lawyer. You are only making things worse for yourself."

Marcus paid her no mind as he spread her asscheeks apart and gave one final long lick. He stood up and aimed his cock directly at Winny's pussy. He screamed out and asked again, "Last chance...who are you?"

Winny said in a calm and controlled manner, "I've already told you Mr. Marcus. My name is Winny Ing and I am your court appointed lawyer. Please uncuff me." 

"Fine." Marcus replied. He then pretended and motioned to reach for the cuffs, but instead he slid his still engorged cock right into her wet pussy and grabbed a hold of her waist. There was a little resistance and Winny definitely felt it as she grimaced. Her natural reaction was to cry out and hold onto anything. But she was helpless. Marcus shuffled around to get the right position again. Knees bent, legs shoulder width apart. He was on his tippy toes as he started working his cock in and out of Winny, slowly picking up the pace. He then shifted into full throttle and slammed into her pussy at full force. Winny let out an ear shattering scream.

"Who are you really?" Marcus barked

Winny pleaded, "I told you. My name is Winny Ing, I am your court..."

Marcus didn't let her finish her sentence as he smacked her ass hard and continued to slam into her pussy. Then he repeated the motion again. And again. And again.

Winny screamed and moaned at the top of her lungs, "Please. No. Don't."

But Marcus was relentless. He was now in perfect rhythm and the back and forth momentum was like a pendulum. 

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Marcus shouted again.

Winny cried out again, "Oh my god...Fuck...You're dick is so big. You're so good." 

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Marcus repeated.

Winny cried even louder, "I can't take it...No more. No more...please. It's too big for my tight Asian pussy."

But this only made Marcus fuck harder and faster. "Tell me now." He roared.

This was too much for Winny. The feeling too intense, "Oh my god...I'm gonna cum...I'M GONNA FUCKING CUM. AAAAHHHHHHH." And as she came onto Marcus' powerful cock, she cried out. "Winny Tang. Pussy Patrol. Anny made me do it..."before she hunched over and collapsed and passed out as her whole body shook and convulsed from the coma inducing orgasm. 

Marcus removed his cock from her soaking pussy and admired the coating of cum on it. He then walked over and placed her lifeless body on her back onto the table. He then screamed out into the air, "Anny, you keep playing games. This is on you."

Meanwhile, Anny stood in the video room watching the live feed. A wicked smile crept onto her face. "He is the one."

Back in the room, Marcus lifted up Winny's sexy stocking covered legs and pointed her heels up towards the ceiling, placing her ankles on his shoulders, heels right next to his ears. He lined up his pussy and was about to dive in for another round of punishment to Winny's pussy... 

Just then, the PA system in the room went off again. It was Anny's voice.

"Marcus stop. We have Amy here."

Marcus tried to remember the name. Then he remembered Amy and her sexy glasses. And his dick twitched at his memory coming back.

Anny continued, "She is admitting that she lied and that the charges made against you are false. She said she wanted you to fuck her and that she was the one who beat up her boyfriend and stole his car. You are innocent and free to go."

Marcus dropped Winny's legs and let them fall down helplessly as they swung off the edge of the table. He then put his pants back on, opened the door, and made his way out like nothing happened. On his way out, he walked past Anny. He barely even looked at her as he vanished around the corner.

Later than night:

Anny stands outside of Marcus' home and rings the doorbell. In a matter of seconds, Marcus opens the door, "Ms. Anny. What are you gonna accuse me of now. Jaywalking?"

Anny was still dressed in her tight white tank top and white skirt, looking stunning. "No Mr. Marcus. I come with a job offer." 

Marcus ears perked up.

Anny continued, "I want you to join Pussy Patrol as our lead male investigator. You have a gift. Tania was our #2 operative. And Winny was the best of our Asian class. And you handled them both with ease. You are the one."

"What, torture and rape people that you believe are guilty?"

"There were no accusations brought against you Marcus. It was a job interview. And you passed."

Marcus stood there and rubbed the thin hair growing on his chin. "That doesn't answer my question. You still torture and rape people to force confessions."

"No, Mr. Marcus. That's not what we do. Say you'll consider it and I'll show you what we really do."

"I'll consider it...as long as I get a shot at the #1 operative in pussy patrol" Marcus smirked.

"I was hoping you'd say that. Because you're job interview isn't over yet. There's one more test." Anny replied as she unzipped and peeled off her skirt, pushed down her tank top, to reveal her sweet smelling pussy and luscious breasts. She then walked into Marcus house as Marcus called out to her, "So what's the last test?"

"Well Mr. Marcus." Anny laughed as she revealed a stopwatch. "It's called Five Minutes"

THE END