Handcuffed and Used by Two Policemen

01:00 AM — Interrogation Room, Milan Malpensa Airport

Sunny Hirsch wide her eyes in disbelief when Constantino brought a fold to his mouth and bit into her. She gasped loudly and squirmed in the interrogation room chair.

The sweet juice dripped down his chin as he got deeper into the soft flesh, savoring the sweet flavor of her intimacy. Constantino's mouth made slurp sounds as if he was tasting a delicious fruit. Behind her, Liam massaged and played with her breasts. He stuck a finger into Sunny Hirsch's mouth. Angry and humiliated, she tried to bite him.

"I have a gun" Liam whispered in her ear. "And I can use any resistance of the suspect. You are now a suspect. Did you understand?"

Sunny nodded, trembling with fear. She let him slide his finger between her lips. The roughness of his skin against her tongue wasn't a surprise. That police officer should have taken up arms and undergone heavy training. She made a gentle back-and-forth motion while sucking him. Liam groaned softly which made him squeeze her breasts at the rhythm of her mouth.

Constantino's mouth sped up on her intimacy, grabbing a piece of her labia and sucking. The vibrations caused by the sounds of approval from his mouth cause an enormous heat in Sunny's core. He was completely different from Thiago's raw brutality.

*Why am I thinking about that brute now?* thought Sunny Hirsch in exasperation with herself.

Sunny was panting violently as she suffered from the massive pleasure caused by the police officer's mouth. Her hips rose just as she was about to reach the climax. It took Liam holding her breasts so she wouldn't violently jump out of her chair.

That's why Constantino left her vagina.

Sunny Hirsch groaned in protest. Why aren't Italian men content to let a woman have her moment? They wanted to prolong her torture. They were all a bunch of sadists.

But Constantino's perfect smile, with the adorable dimples and his beautiful eyes, came through. He put his head between Sunny's shackled arms and then he kissed her. Sunny was foolish enough to close her eyes and surrender herself to that uniformed man's eager lips… only to open her eyes when she felt a nudge in her intimacy.

She pulled away from Constantine, panting. She widened her eyes when she saw a dark staff, with a rounded tip at the entrance to her intimacy. Constantino had his hand on the handle of the police baton.

“You've got to be kidding me!” exclaimed Sunny Hirsch.

That police baton that was normally used for violence and aggression was now used to pleasure the girl. The round end was being forced inch by inch, making Sunny squirm in her chair.

“No, no” Sunny Hirsch in panic. "Please stop that."

Constantino's other hand began to shake the clitoris to help with lubrication. Unfortunately, this helped because Sunny Hirsch was intensely opening up more and more to the baton. She was as slippery as a water park water slide. She didn't want to, but Constantino left her intimacy frustrated enough to accept something - anything - that would give her the ecstasy that had continued to be denied to her.

“You are a bad little girl” Liam spoke in her ear. “That is your punishment.”

Sunny gasped as she felt invaded by the police baton. She cried in a mixture of anger and luxury. Anger because she couldn't believe the humiliation those two were causing her. And luxury because the object was hard and filled her. Add that to Liam's hands and mouths, and Constantine's constant, damned tongue of her clit. That was enough for the orgasm to hit her hard like an avalanche.

Sunny Hirsch's hands gripped the chair. A wave of maddening heat surged from her center to her entire body. Salty tears ran down her face. The police baton was suddenly expelled as her inner muscles contracted along it. Incoherent sounds escaped the girl's mouth. She begged for help and forgiveness in the midst of being intensely crushed.

“She looks like an angry kitten” approved Constantino.

Liam cursed and cursed at the sight of Sunny Hirsch's orgasm. He couldn't take this game any longer.

Liam lifted her from the chair and placed her feet on the table. He pushed her until her elbows were on the table. Sunny Hirsch's round ass was perched giving the cops a view of her swollen, wet vagina after climax. He swore as if Sunny had killed one of his family members when he was just lost with lust. Liam pulled his erection out of his pants, but Constantino stopped him.

“No penetration,” said Constantino. “No evidence.”

Detective Liam slapped Sunny Hirsch on the bottom angrily and she moaned a little. It was involuntary because she was still sensitive from her orgasm, but it was enough to make Liam drop the argument.

Detective Liam lined up his body behind Sunny Hirsch. She felt his cock nudge her bottom as if he wanted inside. She held her breath, not even able to speak. Not even Thiago Blaze had tried such a thing with her! How could that policeman?!

"Please don't. I can't take it, I can't do it" Sunny Hirsch begged with a loud, scared cry.

But Liam's cock slid his hot erection between her folds. Sunny's labia hugged the policeman's erection as tightly as possible. He made a back-and-forth motion. He "brushed" her simulating penetration over her folds.

“You are so wet” moaned Detective Liam. “*Dio mio.*”

Sunny Hirsch slammed her fist down on the table as she felt his slide. It was slow and intense. He pounded her ass, hands grabbing her flesh and massaging her. He practically had her knees on the table, opening Sunny's entire backside to slide lower and lower. There was only the sound of their moans and the sound of her handcuffs filling the interrogation room.

Constantine massaged his erection as he watched Liam violate the blonde girl. His expression was intense and focused. As if he was putting himself in Liam's shoes.

Officer Liam groaned and gasped loudly as he reached the climax. He walked away, of course, he couldn't leave evidence on the suspect's body. He knelt on the floor, the white liquid being splashed in abundance onto the floor. He squirmed as he looked at Sunny Hirsch's sodden intimacy.

“Did you want to swallow that?” asked Detective Constantino.

Sunny Hirsch emphatically denied it, but Constantino gave her a crooked, cruel smile. He sat on the table across from her, his erection hard between them. With both hands, he pulled Sunny onto his lap. Her legs were spread wide and her feet were on the table. He took her cuffed hands and placed them around his neck.

Constantino's hands slid down Sunny Hirsch's back, sending shivers down her spine. At this point she didn't know if it was fear, gladness or expectation. She just accepted that her body had no pride. Her body just craved luxury whatever the source of her feelings.

Constantino said, “If you want to see the sun again, you better make me come,” and slapped her ass "Got it?"

Detective Constantino's erection demanded attention between them. He positioned her member between her folds and started hitting her with the member, just like Thiago the first time they… Sunny shook her head. Why was she obsessively thinking about Thiago? She was being pleasured by two hot men, even if was for the wrong reasons. She should enjoy it, right? She should…

Constantine came.

It was so sudden that Sunny Hirsch looked down blankly, but his members exploded in her belly. He couldn't stop moaning hoarsely about how much he couldn't take it and she was the most delicious creature he had ever seen...

In the end, Sunny sat at the table and watched silently as the two detectives lost themselves by themselves. Oh yes. That was the difference between those men and Thiago Blaze. He didn't rest until she lost consciousness from so much pleasure. While those two officers only cared about themselves.

02:00 AM — Milan Malpensa Airport, Italy

A security guard escorted Sunny Hirsch to Enzo Blaze's car.

“You are an idiot, coward,” she said.

Enzo Blaze sighed and looked Sunny Hirsch up and down. Desire and amazement were etched on her face.

“And you are…” Enzo Blaze just lost his words. He had come behind the mirror watching the young maid serve the police officers. Sunny was so innocent and seductive, an incredibly dangerous combination that she didn't seem fully aware. He was looking forward to having her as the protagonist of his birthday role-play party.

"What?!" Sunny Hirsch asked.

“You should be more grateful. If you had got on that plane. You were going to disappear from the map as soon as you reached your destination. You're lucky I covered for you, you know? Dad is not exactly forgiving at the runners.”

Sunny Hirsch frowned.

“And now” continued Enzo Blaze “I'm going to tell everyone that I hit you so hard that you had to stay in the hospital. I also need to have my dignity preserved, right?”

Sunny Hirsch withered.

“Okay,” she agreed reluctantly.

The security guard handed her an envelope.

“But you will still receive punishment. This is the envelope with the address of my winery. Clean the whole place and I may forgive you.”

“A winery? The kind that grows wine grapes and stuff?” Sunny Hirsch gasped "But how big is this place?"

Enzo Blaze laughed as if he had heard the best of jokes. He rolled up the window of his red Ferrari and drove off.

“How big is this winery? Mr. Blaze!” Sunny Hirsch shouted to the car in the distance. “Mr. Blaze?!”