I, Candi Ch. 07: Officer Down

He stops just long enough to look up at her, "You like my tongue, Beautiful?" She winces tearfully and merely stares at him. He winks up at her, "I wanna fuck that pussy."

The man who was also sitting across from her moved in over his buddies shoulder to begin nibbling at her left nipple. She tilted her head back until the tugging on her ear brought her back to face the music. She gave in and just let them have their way. She could only pray that Phil or Dale Roanoke would look in on them and come to her rescue.

Nobody showed up. For ten long minutes they played with her until she let trickles of cum escape her pussy. Whimpers of enjoyment were forced upon her. All she could do was whimper a plead to stop and leave her alone.

Suddenly, an alarm began to blare outside the cell causing everyone to retreat to their former sitting arrangements. This gave Candace a chance to find her footing and crawl to her feet. Once the quivering ceased she bolted to the cell door to look out. She smiled brightly as the Officer named Nelson sprinted toward the cell. Opening it he entered and gained their attention, "We have an emergency riot over in "Dansen" a huge bar fight. This requires all of us to attend. I'm leaving all of you with the expectations of your best behavior. I'm going to take the risk and uncuff you all in case this takes awhile. Good behavior and I'll take pity on you and release you all once we get back. Line up backwards."

The drunken men leap up swiftly nudging Candi aside with their chatter keeping Nelson's attention. Candi panicked and tried to run around Nelson to escape only to be caught by the Officer who gave her a stern look. "Just for that you stay cuffed. Blame yourself, Lady!"

She begins bawling as he pushes her back behind the men as he finishes unlocking their cuffs. Before he could gather the cuffs and deafening yell from outside forced Nelson to drop everything including the cuffs and key. Phil had called out, "Drop everything we have to go. There's been a stabbing. Falstaff, "P.D." is meeting us there. Move it!"

Nelson bolted out and slammed the cell door locking it. Within minutes there was total silence save for the four men griping about their wrists being sore. Candi could only cringe against the wall lowering down it in despair.

The man who had eaten her out finds the cuff key still in its hole upon his cuffs and grins, "Now isn't this just beautiful? Four eligible bachelors with their hands free. No supervision. And one still cuffed hot chick. What are we ever to do?"

She begins sobbing heavily and repeating her love for, "Damian." The name made all four men stop and listen. Then, the man who had bitten her ear knelt down beside her as she tried to curl up further. "Damian? Palmer?" Her gaze tilts sideways hoping that his question might have put fear into them. She nods shaking like a leaf, "He's my Husband."

The men all begin chuckling and talking amongst themselves, "God, I hated that Mother Fucker back in the day. Arrogant bastard. Stole two of my girlfriends back then." This made Candi look directly at them and stop her tears to glare at them, "Damian Palmer is the sweetest Man I know. He's NOT some Player!"

This new found attitude made them stare at her without expression. Then, the one who sucked on her nipple shook his head, "Took my Prom date outside and nailed her on the football field while I sat inside thinking she was in the bathroom. I say we get revenge here tonight Fellas."

A round of growling they agree, "Let's fuck his bitch and let him suffer later."

She starts to scream when the man who ate her pussy reached down and gripped her throat while holding her jaw, "Nobody here to hear you, Cunt! I wanna hear you beg for our cocks."

Two others reach down and grip her ankles swiveling her around on the cold concrete floor. Then they improvise and lock one cuff around their wrist and utilize the other cuff to lock around both of her ankles. Then then drug her to the center of the floor and watched her wiggle as the Eater released her jaw to stand up. "Spread those legs and let's get this party started."

As ordered the cuffed men easily yanked her wide as she lay on her back with her own cuffs binding her hands behind her. All she could do is watch as the man unzipped his pants and dropped down between her legs as he stroked his cock to life. Candi's eyes grew grim and dark. Then, she laid back proudly, "Go ahead. Take me! I'm done fighting. All I see and feel is Damian. He's more man than any of you toads."

Her change in demeanor meant nothing as the man knelt over her and inserted his cock into her pussy. For ten minutes he pounded away until the concrete on his knees made him quit. Instead he stood up and straddled her waist to jerk off a torrent of droplets down on to her chest and stomach. She had moaned through every single thrust expressing her devotion to Damian at the top of her lungs. As he finished she murmured, "Thank you, Damian! I hope that's not all you have. I need your love baby. You've been away soooooooo long."

The man moved aside allowing the other free man to climb on and fuck her for another twelve minutes to her joyous orgasm of "DAMMMMMMMMMMMIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNN!"

The continuous calling out of his name led the men to sober up and release her ankles finally. The men then stood around her and jerked off down on to her without relent. Once done they all looked up toward the mounted camera in the cell. The man who had spoken up earlier about it not being an active cam chuckled, "My Bad! That camera IS on!" All of them laughed amongst themselves offering the camera a thumbs up, "Thanks for letting us fuck your ole lady, D! She's fine as hell. You're one lucky sonuvabitch!"

She glared up at them as the cell door opened up making the men step aside and zip up. At her feet stood Officer Dale Roanoke and his partners Phil and Nelson. They smiled down at her, "Had enough, Mrs. Palmer?"

She winced with a moment of anger then glared back over her head at the camera on the wall. She then begins laughing at herself, "I KNEW IT! Damian put you all up to this." Dale nodded, "Yeah, he sure did. Here let me help you up." He begins to reach for her when she lifts her left leg and stops his decent.

Roanoke pauses and stands erect as she shakes her head on the concrete, "NO! If this is Damian's wishes then its not over until every man here fucks me. Uncuff me and lets finish this where I can play too."

Roanoke looks around the room then shakes his head negatively, "Fun as that sounds, we Officer's have to pass. There is somebody here though wanting to see you."

Candi grits her teeth, "Joe? To fake bail me out?"

Phil chuckles, "Not yet! Go bring him in Dale."

She sits up carefully when Nelson leans down behind her and uncuffs her. Candi brings her hands around to rub her wrists looking toward the door awaiting her visitor. Suddenly, through the cell door ran the Police Dog, "Dooley". She shrieked as the German Shepard darted about her forcing her to fall back and wrestle with him while laughing.

It was innocent enough. The dog was merely happy to be free.

Dale whistled loudly to call the dog off. Then, he tosses her a towel, "Wipe the jizz off before Dooley turns gay on us."

She catches it and does as she's told then again sits up. Dale stops her with his shoe on her shoulder, "Not so fast! Dooley hasn't been fed yet."

Her eyes bulge as Nelson who had laid quietly back produced a jar of creamy peanut butter. Each of the men offered very vocal jests as Nelson opened the jar and let each of the men use their fingers to scoop up the paste. Once all of them had some they knelt down and spread it over her entire body even up inside her pussy and anal cavity. She cringed with gritted teeth whispering, "Oh my God!"

Nelson took it one step further. He let one of the Boozer Boys blindfold her with a blackout blinder for slumbering. Candi cringed as her sight went away.

Standing as one to observe, Dale eased Dooley along with a long awaited hand command. The dog barked for effect just before Dale quietly escorted him out of the cell. Candi however didn't know this had happened. She was prepared for the worst. All she could do is look back up at the camera and chuckle, "I'm going to get even with you, Damian!"

She then laid back reaching out as if expecting to pet the dog as it fed off of her. One of the Boozer Boys eased under her hand and attempted to portray the dog. As soon as she touched his hair he moved away and made a "Woofing" noise. Not very convincingly at that. Not her proudest moment she thought. She was fine until she felt another tongue dig up inside her pussy which forced her to seize up tensely, trying NOT to enjoy it. Sadly, the tongue was talented. She knew then that it wasn't bestiality. It was all of them joining in to mimic such a thing. Her suspicion was correct as the other men joined in. The licking of this group sent her mind reeling. "OKAY! That feels way too good. Nobody has to stop!"

Dale puckered and shook his head, "Nope! We're under orders. Damian says you cum for Dooley or you don't get up from that floor. I can show you his own words if you don't believe me."

Her hands reach out blindly as if searching for the dog. Finally, Dale prompts her with, "He's just out of reach. Watching you. Don't let him down." Of course the K-9 cop was outside in another room. She again did not know this.

She trembles and lowers her fingers down to her clit and begins rubbing herself vigorously as one of the Boozer Boys continues his feeding frenzy. Between her own admission and His determination she arches her back and orgasms madly.

Her body cleaned of the peanut butter the men all sat up on their knees to look over her shivering body. Her smile was devastating.

Dale then applauded her followed by the rest of the men who gathered down to help her to her feet. Blindfold removed she laughed at the peanut butter residue around their mouths and beards. She stammered at her exhaustion and eyed them. A constant shake of her head she sighs, "Wow! That was intense. I pray to God Damian has enough sympathy to let the puppy love stop there."

She then realized that Dooley wasn't even in the cell.

Phil pats her back, "I think we ALL will agree with you on that. Dooley's in the other room. You can say goodbye on your way out. Nobody here believes in that Bestiality crap. Damian just asked us to see how far you would go if that stuff reared its ugly snout. He never truly expected that of you. So, feel lucky. You're free to go home now Candace. And, by the way. Damian was never anyone's enemy. We all respect the man. Fighting for our country and all. I think I can speak for this small town Police force when we say, you have our protection in whatever Damian wants you to do. Call on us if you need anything."

Dale interjects, "Feel free to do as you want. If anybody calls us about your activities we will respond and arrest you. As an act only. Enjoy yourself."

She looks at them amazed by their revelation, "So I can streak the rest of the way home while you record me?"

Dale winks, "Absolutely! As a matter of fact I think this calls for a three squad car escort."

Nelson chimes in, "With cherries flashing! No sirens though."

She blushes, "AWWWWWW! I wanted the world to know how much I love my Husband."

They all concur, "He knows!"

*

Ten minutes later, Candi in her shoes and ballcap back on for flair she jogged home proudly, eight blocks instead of the original six. Basking in a red glow without carlights spotlighting her. Her bare ass wiggling and big tittles jiggling. Candi couldn't help but smile.

All the way home.

This night meant changes.

BIG CHANGES!