Cophumiliation - Cop Humiliation

Officers Ramirez and Kahn are on their way to a small house a little out of town when a man calls 911 about an attempted break-in. Just the usual stuff. They have been partners for a while now, working out together in their free time and drinking beer after a long, exhausting shift.

Kahn parks the car in the driveway, the sun setting behind a thick line of trees. He looks around—a few more houses, no people in sight. "Huh." He frowns. "What?" Ramirez lays a hand on his shoulder and smiles. "Nothing. Let's get it over with."

They walk towards the main entrance; the door opens, and a rather young, small man stands there, wearing doctor's clothing. "Hello. Youre Mr. Thomson?" Ramirez says, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah, please come in." The man leads the two officers into the living room, where everything is neatly organized and filled with books, flowers, and many different paintings.

"So, why are we here?" Kahn asks, resting one of his hands at his waist while checking his surroundings. "Yeah. Uh. I came home after a long shift and found two windows broken." The man says this, rubbing the back of his head. "One here in the living room, the other further down the back." Kahn and Ramirez exchange a knowing look and nod.

"I'll stay here; you take a look back there." Kahn motions down the hallway, and Ramirez agrees. "Gotcha." The man smiles nervously and stutters. "I- I will show you the way." He says this and leads Ramirez away, through the house, into another, smaller room, a bedroom.

The officer spots the broken glass on the floor, right next to the open window, and takes a step closer. But before he can open his mouth to say something, the man grabs his wrist and pinches his neck. "Officer Ramirez. It's time to let go." The man says, his voice now deeper and more seductive. The cop's eyes go wide, his pupils expand, and his body stiffens.

"Officer. Can you hear me?" The man leans in, whispering into his ear. "Yes. Sir." Ramirez growls. "Good boy. Now sit on the bed and wait for me to return." The man lets go of his body, and Ramirez walks to the bed, sitting down. Running a hand through his hair, the man smirks triumphantly. "One down." It was easy, since Ramirez is his newest toy and easily entranced. Obedient. He went under a few times before, so his body is ready to serve the man.

He makes his way back to Kahn, who is kneeling over some shattered glass, taking pictures. "There you are." Kahn grunts and gets up. "I saw you have cameras." He nods and motions for the multiple cameras around the house. "Oh right, I have the footage on my phone; give me a second." The man pulls out his smartphone, unlocks it, and opens a file. "Take a look." He hands Kahn the phone, and as soon as the officer looks at the screen, it starts flashing wildly, again and again, in various colors and paces. "Whats this?" Kahn blinks a few times but is unable to look away. "It's okay, officer; just keep watching." The man grins deviously and places a hand at the cop's neck, holding him in place.

It doesn't take long for him to start swaying back and forth; his eyes grow heavy, and he breathes deeply. "How does it feel, officer?" Kahn's eyes unfocus as he opens his mouth, drooling. "Warm." Nodding, the man grabs his wrist gently and pinches his neck. "Can you hear me, officer?"

Kahn nods. "Good. From now on, you will enter this state of mind whenever I tell you to let go." Whispering right into Kahn's ear, he breathes against his skin. "Do you understand?" The cop nods slowly and drops the phone. "Yes. Sir." The man lets go of his neck and pats his back. "Good pup." He walks around him, enjoying the build of his newest toy. "We should start training. Follow me." 

He leads Kahn into the back room, where Ramirez is waiting on the bed, drooling. "Stay." Kahn stops in the middle of the room, his eyes foggy and vacant. The man looks for his purse and pulls it out of the tight uniform. "Ramirez, get up and feel Officer Kahn's pecs while you flex, Kahn."

"Yes sir." The two men growl in unison and do as they are told. Ramirez walks up in front of his partner and starts touching him. "Do you like it?" The man says it proudly. "Yes." Kahn is deeply hypnotized and just nods. "Yes," he says in a monotone voice.

"Now, Ramirez. Open his trousers and pull them down."

"Yes sir." He does as he is told, exposing Kahn's briefs. "Ramirez. Get on your knees and make love to his bulge."

"Yes sir." He buries his face into the briefs, kissing his cock through his underwear. Kahn grunts lowly. The right moment The man grabs his neck again, whispering into the officer's ear.

"Officer Kahn. You were born to serve, to please, and to protect. From now on, you will serve me, please me, and protect me whenever I tell you to. You will be mine; you will follow all of my commands without question."

"Do you understand?" The man pinches the officer firmly, making him moan. "Yes sir." 

"Good boys." He looks down at the big stud, making love to his partner. Both of their cocks are tenting harshly.

"Officer Kahn. It's time to finish our first lesson. I want you to focus on this." He grabs a pair of headphones from the nightstand and covers Kahn's ears. He starts the playlist from his laptop, rhythmic music, with many different commands buried underneath.

"Ramirez. Remove his underwear and suck his cock, swallow his whole load, and make sure nothing is left on his skin."

"Yes sir." The officer wastes no time and follows his commands, taking Kahn's long, throbbing cock fully in his mouth. The man smirks, walks around the two men, and starts touching their bodies, pecs, arms, and necks, touching himself while he is at it.

Not two minutes later, Kahn shoots a massive load into Ramirez's mouth, both men moaning slowly. Kahns eyes roll back into his head, his mouth drooling and his nipples piercing through the uniform. "Good boy." He pats Ramirez's head. "Get him dressed, and wash your mouth. Pig." The man grunts.

Now, the two men stand there, and he leads them back to the main entrance. "Officers. I want you to listen closely. I will set you free now, and you won't remember anything that happened today." He searches for Kahn's phone, takes his thumb to unlock it, and plants his number in it. "Kahn. When I call, you take it. You will obey. Understand?"

"Yes sir." He pats his neck firmly. "Good."

He snaps his finger, and the two men blink quickly. They look around and focus on the man. "Thank you, officers; everything is settled." Kahn and Ramirez nod and leave the house.

Cops should only be seen and not heard..

Turning the hot cop into your slave toy.

The master smiled as he watched the muscular motorcycle cop approached his car. He couldn’t believe his luck as he lower his window. “License and registration,” the officer demanded in a deep masculine voice. The master smiled as he handed the handsome cop his license and registration, “is there a problem officer?” “Are u aware u was speeding?” The master concentrate on the muscle bound cop’s mind, “no I wasn’t speeding, officer.” The cop grew confused, suddenly unable to think, “you wasn’t speeding, sir.” “You are so sorry for disturbing me, you would do anything to make it up to me,” the master went deeper into the cop’s mind. “I’m so sorry for the mistake, sir. Is there anything I can do to make up for it,” the cop’s normal cool confidence faded. The master scanned the helpless cop’s mind. The cop was straight, to the point of being homophobic. “Step closer, officer. It ok, you feel so safe with me.” The cop step closer to the driver window. The master reached out and cupped the officer’s full crotch. “My touch feel so good, it turn you on so much.” He felt the cop’s cock harden in his hand. The master reached around the cop’s thick thighs and squeezed the firm round ass. “You have a very nice ass officer,” the master grope bubble ass cheeks that stretch the uniform pants. “Thank you, sir.” “When do you get off work,” the master continued to stroke the fine cop ass. “In two hours sir,” the officer answered, his voice less cocky and confident then it was. “After your shift ends I want you to come straight to my address without changing out of your uniform,” the master pointed out his address on the license. “In the meantime, I want you to think about how good it would feel to be fucked. To have another man’s cock up your big cop ass.” “Yes, sir,” the cop breathing harder as he thought how sexy it would be to take the man’s cock into his virgin hole. The master smiled as he sent the officer away. The cop’s tight uniform was bulging obscenely.

Two hours later, there was a knock at the master’s door. The previous confident masculine cop stood nervously at the door in full uniform, “ uh, I can’t. . I really need to get … fucked, sir.” The master was pleased as he pulled the muscular cop into the apartment. The once dominant cop offer no resistance as he was pulled into a kiss. The master roamed his hands freely over the cop’s body. Keeping the cop’s gun belt on, the master pulled the uniform pants down. He was pleased that the cop was wearing a pair of tight white briefs that hugged his muscular ass. He forced the big muscular cop to bend over as he spanked the perfect cop ass. The cop was loving it as his mind and body surrender to the other man. The master roughly pulled the briefs down and mounted the virgin cop pussy.