Policewomans’ Peril

Policewomans’ Peril

A young policewoman is abducted and raped by criminals. , The white Fairlane pulled up at the gate of a warehouse block on the outskirts of the industrial district. An armed thug unlocked the gate and opened it to let the car though. The car moved up to the large, plain warehouse where another man opened the roller door so it could move inside.

The Fairlane came to a stop and a tall, dark haired man wearing a black suit got out. An older, stockier man was there to meet him, flanked by two more thugs.

He was the Mafia crime boss Salvatori Dolmio, who owned the warehouse, and used it as a base of operations for many of his criminal enterprises.

“What the fuck happened out there Baroudi? We didn’t do all that planning for a fuckin’ blood bath.”

“I’ll tell you what fuckin’ happened!” came the agitated voice of another man walking toward them, he was also wearing a black suit and had a goatee “…Mr Cool here flips out and starts blowing peoples heads off!, next thing the cops show up and everything turns to shit!”

Baroudi casually lit up a cigarette. “I told the manager not to trigger the alarm. He triggered the alarm, I shot him in the head.”

“Bullshit, I didn’t hear no fuckin’ alarm” said the other man.

“It was a silent alarm Dipshit, I saw him trigger it.”

“Then what happened?” asked Salvatore, “…Tell me you got the fuckin’ diamonds.”

“I got the fuckin’ diamonds.” said Baroudi, he tossed a black velvet bag to Salvatori “…Then all of a sudden the cops were there, and we had to shoot our way out, Liam got tagged.”

“Shit, tell me he’s dead, I don’t want him singin’ for the cops.”

“Took a couple to the chest, lots of blood, pretty sure he’s dead.”

“And you two made damn sure you didn’t bring any heat back here didn’t you.”

“What do we look like amateurs?” said the goateed man “…Its cool boss.”

Salvatori opened the bag in inspected the diamonds,
“Well then, our little operation didn’t go exactly as planned, but it looks like it turned out Okay in the end, and we have one less mouth to share the pie with. Well done fellas.”

“I’ll be expecting a bigger slice of that pie now. Like fifty percent bigger, since I had to have a shoot out with the cops.” said Baroudi as he took another puff of his cigarette.

Salvatori hesitated a bit but opened his palms in a gesture of acceptance. He knew Boroudi’s reputation as a cold, calculating psycho, “Sure Baroudi, I’ll take care of it.”

Baroudi took another long puff of his cigarette then stamped it into the concrete floor. “There is one other thing boss.”

He grabbed his keys and moved around to the back of his Fairlane. “In all the excitement I was able to grab a hostage in case I needed one.”

“A hostage?” said Salvatori, Baroudi opened the boot and they peered in. The other men were surprised to see the unmistakable dark blue police uniform, and the face of a young woman, her blue eyes wide with fear as she looked at the men.

There was silver tape over her mouth and her hands were cuffed behind her back with her own handcuffs. she had her gun and radio removed and appeared to be uninjured.

The goateed man, Harris, laughed excitedly. “God Damn, Baroudi, you snatched a woman copper, how the hell did you manage that?”

“Just seized the opportunity.” said Baroudi as he pulled his captive out of the boot. The woman was short and petite, and in her mid-twenties. Baroudi stood a couple of feet taller than her and had no trouble lifting her to her feet.

She was quite pretty with short blonde hair and a baby face, and a decent pair of pert breasts pressing against the fabric of her police shirt. There were muffled cries under her taped gag, her eyes were filled with fear. She tried to struggle but Baroudi had no trouble holding her still.

“You bring a copper back to my base?!” said Salvatore “You better be planning on killing her!”

“Don’t worry about that boss, I’ll kill her when I’m ready.” Baroudis’ hand moved up to her chest and he started squeezing her tits, “But I had a pretty tense day, and she can help me work out some of that tension. Have you got a honeymoon suite for me and my new girlfriend.”

The men around him cheered their approval, the sight of a captured young police-woman had drawn the attention of several of the thugs working in the large warehouse.

Salvatori cracked a cruel smile and said, “There’s a demountable over at the back with a bed in it, go have some fun, you earned it.”

Harris chimed in “This a private party Baroudi? or can we all join in?”

“You can wait ‘till I’m done with her.” said Baroudi as he made his way toward the back of the warehouse with his captive police-woman, the other thugs were
Cheering an making lewd commends as they went.

*****

The demountable was a small basic room, with an old single bed in the middle of it, and a few basic pieces of furniture. Baroudi flipped the light switch and the neon tube blinked before filling the room with light.

Baroudi threw the police-woman onto the bed and began removing his jacket.

The young police-woman curled up on the bed, filled with fear and dread. Her name was Ashley Cohen, daughter of a Police Officer, who followed her father into the Academy, and had earned a reputation as a dedicated cop.

She liked the feeling of being in control of the situation, despite her small stature. But now this was a situation where she had absolutely no control, this psycho had killed her partner and kidnapped her. Now he was going to rape her.

With her hands cuffed behind her back, and surrounded by criminals, she loathed how vulnerable she felt.

Baroudi, with his jacket and pants removed, moved onto the bed. He effortlessly pulled Ashley up onto her back on the bed and looked into her scared teary eyes. He pulled the silver tape off her mouth. “You’ll just excite the other guys if you scream. You’re a pretty one aren’t you Ashley.” He had read her name off her badge.

“Don’t do this please, leave me alone.” cried Ashley.

“That’s not gunna happen.” said Baroudi and he planted a big kiss on her lips, taking Ashley by surprise as his tongue lashed her mouth. She tried to resist this violation, and thought about biting down on his tongue, but didn’t, she knew it would only bring violent retribution apon her.

Finally the lusty French kiss ended and Ashley sobbed as he licked her cheek. Suddenly Baroudis’ hands were busy at her chest undoing the buttons of her police uniform.

With her shirt open, he grabbed at her white bra, pulling hard. Ashley cried out as she felt the sting as her bra was ripped away from her body leaving her pale breasts exposed.

“Nice tits for a little girly.” said Baroudi. His large hands groped and squeezed them with wild lust. Ashley just cried as her tits were manhandled. Baroudi kissed her again as her played with them.

Baroudi eventually drew himself away from her tits and moved down the bed. “Let’s see what you got for us down here.”

His hand worked at her belt and then her zipper, he pulled off her boots, and then pulled at her dark blue police issue pants. Ashley cried out for him to stop, she tried to kick her legs and struggle as he pulled the pants down, making it harder for him.

But he got them off, leaving her shapely legs and white panties exposed. He pinned down her legs stopping her from kicking. “Don’t struggle bitch!, do you want me to tie you up?”

Ashley stopped struggling, it wouldn’t do her any good anyway, she felt so vulnerable, and being tied up would make it even worse.

Baroudi rubbed his fingers along the soft fabic of her panties. Once again Ashley cried and sobbed, his strong fingers rubbed along her vagina, she couldn’t stand him touching her there.

The rubbing got harder and rougher and despite her fear and shame, she could feel her crotch tingling and getting moist.

Then Baroudi pulled her panties down. Ashleys could feel her heart pumping like mad. Now her pussy was exposed to this Madman, she wanted desperately to be anywhere but here. “Hoo, clean shaven! I like it.” said Baroudi.

Ashley felt ashamed, she started shaving her pubic hair a year ago because her boyfriend liked it, and continued to do it even after they broke up months ago. She had not had sex with anyone for over three months, perhaps that was why her vagina was responding to this stimulation.

She could feel those fingers rubbing on her pussy lips and felt the sensation of her getting wetter. Without warning a finger pushed past her pussy lips, penetrating her. “Aaaagh ow, stop it,….NO!” she cried.

The finger wiggled around inside her, it felt really big. Baroudi just smiled and pushed the finger back and forth inside her in a fucking motion.

“Shit, your pussy feels tight around my finger.” He pulled his finger out of her and examined it, “…Your getting’ a little wet too slut. You’re giving me a raging hard-on.”

Baroudi got off her and stood up, he pulled his cock out of his briefs. Ashleys’ eyes widened in horror, it was a big erect cock, he looked like one of those hung porn stars. Baroudi held it in front of him proudly.

“like what you see Ash? It keeps the ladies happy.”

Ashley could just look at him and plead, “Don’t rape me….please!”

“Oh I’m gunna rape you good!”

Baroudi moved back onto the bed, he grabbed Ashleys’ legs and spread them wide apart. He positioned his big dick onto her bald crotch.

Ashley cried and pleaded, her heart felt like it was going to jump out of its chest. Baroudi just sat there for a moment rubbing his cock agaist her pussy lips, savouring her terror at what was about to happen.

When he was ready he got hold of his cock and pushed it into her slit. She was tight. Once the fat head forced its way past the opening he gave a thrust, and the whole large member pushed its way into the depths of the squeezing oriface.

Ashley screamed out in pain, it felt like a baseball bat had been forced into her. Her pussy was stretched obscenely around the invading cock.

It was worse when the cock began to move, pulling back several inches and then pushing forward again. The fat cock-head rubbed up and down the stretched vaginal wall, deep inside her.