Female Cop, Raped
M/F, rape

I was 25 and felt like my life was going nowhere. So I 
decided that that it was time to do something worth while. 
So I joined the police force.

I loved the thrill of high speed chasing. Catching the bad 
guys, knowing our city was safe because of the way I did 
my job. 

My parents didn't like the job I did. They said I was too 
small to take care of myself anyway, much less trying to 
tackle the bad guys and handcuff them. 

At  5' 6", and weighing 115 pounds, I was sure I could handle 
myself. And I had taken training.  I also had a male partner 
that could back me up when I needed him to.

I never felt threatened, until one night I was out on patrol 
alone. My partner was out sick and had been for about a 
week now.  There was shortage all over the unit so they 
had nobody to send out with me.

I was cruising around, just a normal night on patrol. When 
I got a call to go to a building close by and check the security. 
The alarm was going off, and before we all went rushing in, 
they needed to be sure it was being burglurized.

I drove up in the back, radioed in my location and the time, 
which was 8:31 pm. I eased my door closed, and with my gun 
drawn, creaped up the back steps. The back door was standing 
ajar. 

I eased it open just enough to slide inside. Standing there just 
a moment, letting my eyes adjust to the total darkness.

I'm not sure how it happened. It happened so fast. But my gun 
was knocked out of my grasp. And went sliding across the floor. 
And someone had me with my arm behind my back. 

A gravely voice said, "Don't make a move bitch or I'll blow your 
fucking brains all over this room."

I stood as still as I could. Thoughts running through my head, 
wondering what to do now. I should have called for backup as 
soon as I had seen the door standing ajar. But knowing we was 
short handed, I figured I could work this one alone. How stupid 
that seemed to me now.

The person holding me was taking a plastic strip similar to the 
one we used at times when we had several prisoners at once. 
It damn sure held them secure, so I knew I was in trouble as 
soon as he grabbed my other arm, and held my arms together 
to bind me up.

When he had me secured, he placed a black mask over my 
head, blocking out everything. I couldn't see anything at all.

The voice then was in front of me said, "Well well, what have 
we here. One of the finest looking female officers I have ever 
seen on this police force." as they ran their hands up the inside 
of my legs.

I backed out of their reach, and in the process I started to fall 
over something, or someone. 

The person reached out and grabbed me to keep me from 
falling. Easing me down into a sitting position on the cold 
hard floor.

I couldn't hear anything other than my own breathing. Not 
even any traffic noise. This building was off the main street 
so there was very little traffic. I could only hope and pray 
that when I didn't report back in, that dispatch would send 
someone to check on me. Real soon hopefully.

Then the voice was right beside of me. I heard them speak 
at about the same time I felt them touching my breast.
 
I tried to scoot over out of their way, but I had no idea where 
I was moving to. They reached out and grabbed me telling me, 
"Don't act stupid bitch, and I might let you live. Just do what 
I want and we will all be happy."

I stopped and sat as still as I could. I was thinking, "oh shit 
what can I do to keep alive here. Damn it think Trisha, they 
taught you how to react when being held captive." But it was 
total different when it was being taught to you. Than when it 
actually happens to you. It was like my brain was shut down 
on me.

I felt my blouse being unbuttoned. And being pulled free from 
my pants. Then my gun belt was removed, along with my pants. 
Then came the shoes. There I sat with nothing on but my bra, 
and thong undies. The floor was cold as ice. I started to shiver.

"Whats wrong baby, are you cold or scared ? Want me to warm 
you up a little bit ?" the voice asked.

I shook my head no, "I'm fine, the floor is cold but I'll be ok. 
What are you going to do ? Who are you ? You know there are 
going to be more cops here soon. " I told him.

"Little lady, I know there are lots of you cops off sick. So don't 
sit there telling me a line of shit. I know that someone might 
come looking for you, but it won't be for awhile yet. So just 
relax and enjoy what I am going to do to you. You don't fight 
me, and I will walk off and let you live, but you fight me and 
I'll fuck you then I'll shoot you right between the eyes. You 
fucking understand me bitch ?" he whispered in my left ear.

I started to tremble them. Wanting to stay alive but knowing 
there was no way I was going to allow this person to rape me 
and not put up a fight.

He took my hands and undid the plastic cuff. Moving my hands 
in front of me, then he secured me again.

"Don't want to make you lay on your arms, that could tend to 
hurt alot. I don't want to hurt you." he said.

I mumbled, "Thank you. But can you please just let me go. 
Please don't do this to me. You know your going to be in trouble 
when your caught. And anytime you do something to a police 
officer the punishment is always alot worse, don't you ?" I told 
him.

He whispered again into my ear. "Just shut the fuck up , ok. I 
am going to do this, and I am going to get away with it. So just 
lay there, relax, and maybe you just might actually enjoy it."

He pushed me down into a laying position. I layed there motionless. 
Praying that he do whatever he was going to do so that I could get 
up and get out of here.

I felt like as long as I was alive I could handle whatever he did to 
me. But it was hard to lay there, shivering, cold, scared.

I felt him fondling my breast. As he moaned softly. Reaching 
down between my legs, spreading them apart. Insurting his fingers 
into the leg of my thong, searching until he found my pussy. 

I clamped my legs tightly together. Trying to force his hand out 
of there. That is when I felt the sting on my ass, as he slapped 
me with his open hand.

"Bitch don't make me get rough with you. All you have to do is 
lay there and be nice." he whispered.

He shoved his hand between my legs again, forcing his whole 
hand inside my thong. I clamped my legs shut tight again. 
Screaming, "Let me go you son-of-a-bitch."

He slapped me so hard. The side of my face was stinging from 
the force of the impact.

He hissed into my ear, "Bitch if you try to scream again, I will 
blow your fucking head off. Do you understand me ?"

I was crying, but I nodded my head up and down.
"Yes I understand you. But I am not going to just lay here while 
you rape me either." I said.

Shoving my thong down my legs, and off of me. He 
then took his knee and shoved my legs apart. Shoving his fingers 
deep inside my dry pussy. 

I cried out in pain. He was forcing his fingers inside me, and it 
hurt like hell. "If you would lay there and relax, and enjoy it 
bitch. Then you would get wet and it won't hurt so bad." he 
whispered.

Even with him whispering. I felt like I recognized that voice. I 
was trying to figure out where from, but at the same time I was 
trying to discourage him from raping me. I felt like the longer I 
held him off, help might arrive for me.

He was rubbing my clit with his fingers. Trying his best to make 
me get wet. It wasn't working. I was scared, and I did not want 
to have sex with this bastard.

He moved up close to me, I could feel his breath on my breast. 
"I can make you wet." he whispered in my ear.

I felt his mouth licking, sucking its way down my stomach. Ramming 
his tongue inside my belly button. Then back out again, licking 
lower, and lower.

My mind was trying to think of where I had heard that voice. I 
was trying not to think about where he was going, and what he 
was doing to my body. 

I felt his lips graze my pussy lips. Snaking his tongue inside. 
Licking up and down my pussy. Ramming his tongue deeper 
and deeper inside me. 

I bucked my hips, trying to get away from him. But he was 
thinking I was enjoying it, "Oh yeah bitch, you love that don't 
you ? I knew you would love it when I touched your pussy with 
my tongue." he whispered louder this time.

I can not believe he actually thought I was getting into this. 
The only reason my pussy was wet was, caused by the moisture 
from his mouth.

I felt the tip of his cock, as he ran it up and down my pussy lips. 
Forcing it just inside my dry pussy.

I asked him, "Please don't do this. I don't want you to have sex 
with me. My pussy is dry and it is going to hurt. So that is going 
to make me scream out in pain. Which might attract the attention 
of someone passing by. You don't want that to happen do you 
mister ?"

He whispered real mean, "Bitch you are going to feel my cock 
shoved inside your pussy, wet or dry. Do you not fucking 
understand me ? And if you scream, I'll shove something so far 
down your throat you will gag to death."

I started to cry, knowing that I had done all I could to stop him, 
other than taking the chance. And screaming as loud as I could, 
on the chance that someone might hear me. Right before he killed 
me, and I had no doubt that this animal would kill me either. So 
I had to decide, either lay there and let him have his way, and 
hope he let me live. Or scream bloody murder, and let him kill 
me right now.

I chose to lay there and let him have his way, I figured at least 
my odds were better than if I screamed.

He finally got his cock part way in. He was grunting and 
swearing under his breath the whole time. I was powder dry, 
and his cock was not wanting to go inside my pussy.

He finally got up and I could hear him walking away. I thought 
"Oh my god, he is giving up and leaving." then I heard his 
footsteps coming back.

I felt as he smeared something cold all over my pussy, "What 
are you doing ? Please tell me what that is your putting on me ?" 
I begged.

He whispered, "Don't worry about what it is bitch. It is something 
that is going to let my cock slide in and out with ease. It would have 
been simple if you had just tried to get fucking wet. Then this would 
have all been over by now. My cock is rock hard, wanting inside 
that cute little pussy of yours." 

I felt him slide his cock further and further in. Until I felt him 
slide as far in as he could go. I felt his balls slapping me on the 
ass. He was fucking in and out of me. Moaning.

"Oh yeah, baby your pussy is so damn tight, just like I knew 
it would be. Oh damn grab hold of my cock with them pussy 
muscles Trisha. Fuck me baby, ohhh yeahhh. Ohhhh this feels 
so fucking good." he whispered into my ear.

He kept pumping his cock in and out, slow and easy, kissing 
me on the neck. Talking dirty to me in my ear. "Fuck me Trisha, 
I know you want to. I know you would be a great piece of ass if 
you was willing to be. I would sure love to see the look on your 
face as you was sucking me off too. But I know better than to 
stick my cock in your pretty mouth now. Hell you would love to 
bite it hard wouldn't you bitch ?"

I was so wishing my hands were not bound together. I would 
have loved nothing better than to rip his cock off and shove it 
down his own throat. But I was trying to block all he was saying 
and all he was doing to me, praying it would all be over soon.

He had been fucking me for what seemed like 20 minutes, but 
maybe could have been 20 seconds. Time seemed to be standing 
still. As he continued to ram his cock in and out of my pussy. 
Still whispering in my ear.

Finally he started slamming into me harder, and faster. Faster 
and harder, breathing harder. "Ohhhhh my god, I'm going go 
cum. Oh damn I can feel it about to explode inside your pussy. 
You want me to fill you up with my hot sticky cum don't you 
Trisha ? Damn it Trisha, tell me right fucking now that you 
want me to cum inside your hot little pussy." he said.

I didn't say a word, just layed there not moving, as I had done 
the whole time he had been banging inside me.

I felt his slap as he hit me across the face with as much force 
as he could, still not missing a beat as he slammed in and out 
of me.

My head was hurting and my pussy felt raw. I was so ready for 
this to be over. So I told him, I want you to shoot your hot sticky 
cum inside my tight little pussy."

I felt him explode. Shooting his cum deep inside me. He was 
breathing heavy. Still ramming his cock in and out as fast as 
he could.

Finally he layed down on top of me. I could feel his cum running 
out of my pussy, down between my ass cheeks.

He rolled off of me after a few minutes. Whispering in my ear 
again. "See that wasn't so bad after all was it Trisha. You could 
have done a better job of faking it. I mean I didn't expect you 
to really get into the fucking, but you could have at least made 
yourself wet so it would have been over with faster."

I sneered back at him, "Are you fucking done with me yet ? 
Cause if so can you let me go so I can get off this cold slab 
floor before I catch pneumonia ?"

He laughed, "What makes you think I am going to just let 
you get up and walk away from here ?"

In the far distance I could hear a siren. I held my breath, 
waiting to see if it was coming closer.

He must have heard it also. He scrambled up and I felt him 
reach back down and touch the inside of my thigh, "Well I 
guess your rescue team is on the way, so time for me to head 
out. You take care now. And be very careful about going into 
dark buildings alone from now on. Oh and you have the 
sweetest tasteing pussy Trisha."

I felt him stand up close to my feet. I could hear the sirens 
drawing closer and closer. I reached out with my feet and 
kicked the man. Sending him tumbling.

He scrambled back up, and came closer to me. "You shouldn't 
have fucking done that Trisha. That was not a nice thing to 
do." he whispered loudly. 

I felt him kicking me over and over. I tried to roll away from 
him but I managed to get up against the wall. Where he proceeded 
to kick me over and over. Until I finally passed out.

When I came to, they were placing me inside an ambulance. One 
of my fellow officers was standing over me, holding my hand. 
"They are going to take good care of you Trisha. Just lay still 
and do what they tell you to do. I am going to follow you to the 
hospital, and be there for you. The captain is on his way there 
already. He will meet us there." She said.

When we got to the hospital it was a total mess. There was 
more cops there. The captain was there, and several other 
officers that had just gotten off shift. The same shift I was 
on, in fact. I turned and looked at the clock when they wheeled 
me into an examination room. It read 11:46 pm. So that pretty 
much told me that all that had taken place with me had only 
been 3 hours, it sure seemed like days to me.

A doctor came rushing in, barking orders to everyone. He 
came over to me, taking a pen light, shining it in my eyes, 
nose, ears, and throat. Asking me where I hurt, how long I 
had been unconscious ?

I told him I hurt all over on both my sides, and my head was 
pounding. And that I really couldn't say how long I was unconscious, 
but I didn't think it was more than a few minutes.

They did a rape test, confirming the dna of my attacker, searching 
my pubic area for any hairs, that he may have left behind also.

They did a complete check of me. Taking x-rays, cat scans, blood 
work, urin samples. That all took them about an hour to get done. 
Then they finally let the captain, and another uniformed officer 
in from the night shift. They had to take my statement as soon 
as possible.

I told them everything that had happened to me, play by play. 
Not leaving anything out. The captain said he thought that was 
all they needed then he left to go start the report. Leaving me 
laying on the hospital bed alone.

I was told that I needed to stay at least over night to make sure 
I didn't have anything bad wrong. Just to be on the safe side the 
doctor had said. 

They gave me something for pain and I was soon sound asleep. 
Not waking until I heard the breakfast trays being delivered the 
next morning.

By then word had spread all over the police station about what 
had happened to me. I had gotten a few calls which the nurses 
station had not let come into the room, since I was still sleeping.

I was just pushing my breakfast tray out of the way, when my 
partner showed up. He came rushing into the room, all concerned. 
Saying he had gotten a call early that morning and he came as 
soon as he could shower and dress.

I froze, thinking to myself. "that voice sounds so familiar, I mean 
I know he is my partner. So why am I even thinking about his 
voice now. I have heard him talking for the past 3 months that 
we have been partners."

Brent spoke again, "Hello, earth to Trisha. Are you ok, you 
seem to be a million miles away. Damn girl, you have a black 
eye, and they said some of your ribs are pretty well banged up, 
but nothing is broken. You got lucky lady. You could have been 
killed you know. What the hell made you go into that building 
alone anyway ?"

I shook my head to clear it. Feeling the pain throbbing in my 
temples. "I was just doing my job Brent. There was no other 
cars that could give me backup. We was so short handed. You 
knew that." I said to him.

He shook his head at me, "Yeah I knew that, but still. You are 
not ever suposed to put yourself in that kind of danger. It was 
not that serious that you needed to go in alone." he responded 
back to me.

"Yeah well I made a foolish mistake Brent, but I am alive, and 
I will get better soon. I want to hurry and get back out there. I 
want to find the animal that did this, and see his sorry butt put 
in jail where he belongs." I told him.

"Trisha, what makes you think you can find this guy ? He didn't 
let you see his face did he ? Do you recall anything about him 
that will make you know him if you see him again ?" he asked.

I thought why can I not get this idea out of my head that I have 
heard Brents voice so recent. He has been out on sick leave 
for over a week now. I have not seen him or talked to him in 
all that time. 

I glanced over at him and seen him staring right back at me. 
Just standing there, not moving or speaking.

I decided I was being skittish. So I asked, "Brent how do you 
feel now, did you finally get over your sickness, and ready to 
get back to work ?" 

He laughed a nervous laugh. "Oh yeah Trisha, I am more than 
ready to get back to work. I feel like a new man, after taking so 
many days off. I sure need to get back in the swing of things also. 
I sure wish I had been back on the job last night with you. Then 
this would have never happened. I sure am sorry."

I shook my head, "No Brent, I believe if something is meant 
to happen. Then nothing will prevent it. It is just my own fault 
that I trusted my instinct to go inside that building alone. I 
should have waited for backup when I got there and seen the 
door ajar." I admitted.

He just kept standing there looking at me. I was beginning to 
wonder if I looked that bad or what. 

So I asked him, "Why are you staring at me like that Brent, 
did I grow 2 heads or something over night." laughing.

He stammered his words. "Uh oh no, Sorry Trisha, I was just 
standing here thinking of what all you must have gone through 
last night. With the rape, being hit in the face, kicked around 
like that. I can imagin you are in alot of pain right now." he 
said.

I assured him I was fine. They had me on some good pain meds, 
so that helped.

Brent was starting to shuffle his feet, like he wanted to leave. 
But was afraid he hadn't stayed long enough to show concern 
for his partner.

I said "Yeah the guy was a real jerk. He sure does need to be 
caught before he does the same thing to someone else. Only 
he may not let them live like he did me."

He spoke up then, "Well maybe if you had just layed there and 
made him think you was enjoying it, he would have let you go 
sooner ?"

As soon as he said that, I remembered last night the rapist said 
about the same thing to me. I guess I looked at Brent funny 
cause he got all nervous and saying he had to leave.

Then I think something went off in my brain. I just knew it was 
Brent that had raped me last night. So I said, "Brent, it was you 
last night wasn't it ? I knew I recognized that voice from somewhere. 
How the hell could you do that to someone you know, much less a 
fellow officer ?" I was screaming at him by now.

He ran over to the bed, holding my arms down, keeping me in the 
bed, trying to keep me quiet.

He leaned down and whispered in my ear. "You can't prove a 
fucking thing Trisha, so don't even try to point the finger at me. 
Cause if you do, you may have to live last night all over again. 
Do you fucking understand me bitch ?"

I started to push him off of me, when he was yanked off of me. 
There behind him stood the captain, and 2 other male police 
officers. One of them had Brents arms held tight behind his 
back.

The captain spoke up. "Well I guess it is a good thing I came 
back this morning to verify the statement you gave me before 
filing it with the department. Seems now we have our suspect."

Brent started to yell, "What the hell do you mean you have your 
suspect. I didn't do anything, so can you please ask your officer 
to release me ?"

The captain said, "Sorry Brent, but we have been standing outside 
the room, we all 3 heard Trisha confront you, and we all looked 
inside to see what was happening, and seen you whisper that threat 
into her ear. So don't play any games with me. Your under the 
arrest of rape, and assault on a police officer."

Talking to the other 2 officers, "Take him back to the station and 
book him. I want him treated just like any other man that has done 
this same crime. Fingerprint, mug shots, the whole nine yards." 
he said.

That has all been 2 months ago now. I am healed, and back out 
on patrol. This time I have a senior partner. One that has been 
with the department 2 years. He has had several other female 
partners, and always treats them all alike. I feel safe in knowing
 that he has my back when we get in a dangerous situation.

As for Brent. I didn't even have to go to court to testify. He plea 
bargained. He was sentenced to 3 years in state prison. He will 
never be a police officer again.
                              

                              The End !
 
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