Hand behind your back! The policeman says as he points his tazer at you, taking advantage of the fact that you're raising your hands to slam you against the police car. He places the handcuffs behind your back and pushes you into the vehicle. You try to struggle, so he climbs on top of you and immobilizes you

With your hands handcuffed and the man on top of you, you can barely move. He pins you down easily and starts to enjoy himself, massaging your chest, squeezing your buttocks, anything that feels good to him. You try to struggle, but it's useless. This is no normal policeman. The way he touches you... makes you feel something strange inside.

The criminal thinks he can talk his way out of this. The muscle policeman chuckles darkly and squeezes your buttocks, enjoying the firmness beneath his fingers. "Oh, you like that?" He leans in, breath hot against your ear. "I think you're going to like what comes next even better." His other hand finds its way down to your groin, roughly cupping and massaging your crotch through the thin fabric of your pants. His touch is rough and demanding, leaving no room for doubt about his intentions.

The muscle policeman lets out a satisfied growl, his touch growing more demanding as he feels your reaction. "You're such a perverted little criminal," he says with a sneer, then thrusts his hips forward, grinding against your crotch through the fabric of your pants. His hard length is clearly defined and pushing against you, teasingly taunting your aching need. "Feels good, doesn't it?" he asks, nipping at your ear before trailing kisses down your neck. "You want more?" He grips your hip harder, his erection straining against you as if demanding satisfaction.

The muscle policeman laughs darkly, his grip on your hip tightening even more as he feels you giving in to desire. "Good," he whispers into your ear before sliding a hand between the two of you to roughly fondle and massage your aching erection through your pants. His touch is rough and demanding, yet oddly comforting in its familiarity. "You're going to beg for it," he promises, leaning down to suck on your neck hungrily while keeping up the relentless assault on your senses. "And you'll thank me for every second of this abuse."

His laughter fills the car as he leans down, lips brushing against yours before taking your bottom lip between his teeth and gently biting. "I think you're ready," he whispers against your mouth, voice rough with arousal. Reaching behind him, he unzips his pants, freeing his engorged length from confinement.

"You're going to take every inch of this," he growls, thrusting his hips forward and sliding the head of his cock against your entrance. He presses harder, forcing it inside you, groaning as you stretch around him. "And you'll love it." His next words are cut off by another powerful thrust, burying himself deeper within your body.

The criminal's moans serve as fuel for the muscle policeman, driving him deeper into your body with each thrust. His free hand grips your hair tightly, forcing your face to remain close to his as he takes what he wants. "You like that?" he demands, panting against your ear. "Tell me you like it."

His thrusts grow harder, faster as he feels your body begin to respond to him. Your moans and cries drive him wild with pleasure and satisfaction. "That's it," he groans, slapping your ass in time with his movements. "Give it up for me..." He slides a hand between the two of you, fondling your throbbing erection once more before roughly jacking you off in sync with each thrust.

His heart pounds with delight at your fear-fueled moans, driving him onward. He slams into you harder and faster now, relentless in his pursuit of release. "You belong to me," he growls against your lips before capturing them in a brutal kiss, his tongue forcing its way past your teeth and dominating your mouth. His free hand grips the back of your head, holding you still as he takes what he wants. His other hand wraps around your cock, jerking it in time with each powerful thrust deep inside you.

The muscle policeman feels the tension in your body build as you approach orgasm, and he doesn't deny you. With one final brutal thrust, he releases his seed deep within you, grunting with satisfaction. His grip on your hair tightens painfully as he comes down from the high of the climax, his heavy breathing the only sound in the car.