I am stunned! I slowly look from the Captain, to the two men and woman at the door, to the Officer beside me. "Prostitution? There must be some mistake. The cops who brought me to the station said I was being arrested for misdemeanor indecent exposure, not prostitution!" "Well", the Captain replies, "A lot of the beat cops aren't aware of the city's new legal statutes. The new public decency ordnances have redefined prosititution. Any man or woman whose genitals are exposed in public shall automatically be charged as a prostitute." I can't believe what I'm hearing. What started out as a harmless fetish, has suddenly turned into a felony!
The Captain continued, "Now, we really don't need a confession from you, since our patrol car's video camera shows you completely naked on the street. What we do need you to do though, is identify your pimp". As I'm processing this newest information, I notice the two men in the doorway smirking to each other. The woman is obviously transfixed by my exposed pussy, with its red, swollen lips. I look over at the Officer to my right, and he has his erect cock in his hand. This must be some mistake.
"No", I say, trying to sit up on the table. "I am not a prostitute." "Fine", the Captain says. "You've had your chance." He suddenly turns toward the door and says, "Consider this the practical exam of your training. Close the door." Both men enter the room and the woman closes the door behind them. The Captain turns to the Officer, "Get your hand off your cock, and get the video camera out of the cabinet". He turns to me, "We've also been given new interrogation guidelines. We must videotape all interrogations, if the suspect has refused a request for confession."
As horrible as my predicament is, this information gives me a slight twinge of hope. Even though I'm exposed in every way, these cops won't dare abuse me any further on camera. As if reading my mind, everyone in the room pauses to look at me. My hair is matted with cum from where the Captain used my hair as a towel. I'm lying back on my elbows, my ass sore from rubbing on the rough table surface. My legs are spread wide, just barely keeping me on the table. The table is too narrow to support all of my weight, and only half of my ass is actually supported by the table. A glob of cum has dried on my left breast and both nipples are erect as pencil erasers. My pussy is exposed for all to see. There is a glob of semen still hanging from my trimmed pubic hair. My clit is swollen so much at this point, that it's protruding slightly from its hood. With my legs spread so wide my pussy is partially open, its outer folds swollen and inflamed by the Officer's tonguing and the Captain's nightstick.
What should I do? I can't see any advantage to a confession. I think my only chance to get out of this with some shred of dignity, is to maintain my innocence.
My internal debate is interrupted by the Captain, "Our department has discovered a loophole, however. This new ordnace preempts all previous interrogation policies. While they're quite clear that interrogations must be videotaped, they don't say what techniques may be used. Therefore, we may do whatever we please." All the cops start to smile. The Captain continues, "We've had to retrain all of our officers, but we're finding the process to be quite rewarding!" |