Brutal Brawls

10:23 Officer_Jason_Frank: As I headed down the small alley, I was on my guard. After all, this is New York, not some country fair. At 220lbs, 5'8", I was built like the proverbial brick shithouse. I might not have been the tallest beat cop, but I was the fucking toughest. I had developed a no-nonsense, tough as nails reputation over the years. I called it how I saw it, I did my job well, and I still believed that my job was just what it said on my badge, 'To Protect And Serve'. I was proud to wear my uniform, took my job seriously, my black police boots, black uniform trousers, black button up shirt, freshly cleaned every day. My tactical belt was equipped with a Glock Gen 4, a nightstick, taser, cuffs, radio, and pepper spray.

I was well-trained in the use of my gear. But sometimes, in the heat of a confrontation, shit happened, and the best cops were the ones who'd trained their body to be a weapon that can't be dropped, or jammed. Trained my body hard, built it strong, drilled in BJJ and boxing, and kept myself in top shape. No donuts here. I owe it to my community to stay strong and fight hard.

I carefully made my way deeper down the dark alley, following the strange sounds coming from around the corner up ahead. I was ready to draw my Glock at the first sign of danger.

11:21 Alpha_David: Life doesn't treat everyone equally, born on the streets and enslaved to poverty at a young age I decided that no matter what happens I am never gonna beg but gonna steal my way to the top. I did everything from pickpocketing to bank heists.

The world is tough so I've built myself to always be the toughest person in the room. Standing tall at 5 ft 11 inches weight over 250 lbs over muscle strong as steel who can deadlift 400 lbs with ease.

Wearing black trousers with a black tight vest I am with one of my buddies who seems to be awesome at breaking into highly fortified safes to break into a jewelry store; Few days back we received a tip that a rare consignment of black diamonds would be delivered there, not wanting to miss the opportunity we decide to break into the jewelry store.

With a swift quick punch I knocked down the security guard at the main street and then before the other one could pull the alarm I rushed towards him with a knife and slit his troat in an instant. I have a gun tucked on the waistband of my trousers near my lower back but I prefer not to make any unnecessary noise. I stand on guard while my buddy starts to do his magic and diary the security.

10:23 Officer_Jason_Frank: I plastered myself against the wall, and peeked around the corner carefully, scoping out what I was seeing. There was a jewelry store on the street here. The small street was deserted, with one exception. There, standing in front of the jewelry store was a massive gorilla of a man. All muscle, and armed. I caught the glint of metal poking up from the rear of his waistband. I saw two bodies lying on the pavement next to him. There was no time to call for backup. Those guards might still be alive. There was every chance this thug was not alone, but that didn't bother me. I'd take care of this one first before any possible partner in crime he had could interfere.

I burst out from behind the corner of the small alley, drawing my Glock with both hands, aiming it at the big fucking gorilla. I shouted out in a loud, deep voice, "FREEZE. ON YOUR KNEES. HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEAD." I made sure to cover the door to the jewelry store as well, in case his pal made an appearance.

11:21 Alpha_David: "Aghhhh..These fucking police rats" I turn around at look at you with a grin on my face. Feeling frustrated that this could have been a smooth job if you hadn't shown up. Staring at you, I look around and see no one else with you. Thinking to myself that maybe we still have a chance. Just a single cop is easy to take out. I get down on my knees placing my hands behind my head waiting for you to come closer. Looking for the chance to attack you with an element of surprise, you can clearly see how big I am but you have no idea how fast I can be. "Keep at it and break that fucking safe, I'll deal with this cop" I mumbled so only the my buddy could hear on his ear piece.

10:23 Officer_Jason_Frank: Walking carefully towards you, my Glock held rock steady, I risk a glance inside the jewelry store, but don't see any immediate sign of movement. I circle behind you, needing to cuff you fast and check on those two guards as well as search the jewelry store. The closer I get to you, the more I realize just how mother fucking jacked you are. Goddamn, the bastard has to have a good 30 pounds on me at least, all muscle, and I'm not a small man. Keeping silent for the moment, with quick, practiced motions, I reholster my Glock with one hand, while my other pulls out my cuffs. I've done this many times, and there is no wasted motion on my part.

11:21 Alpha_David: I make sure to be quick enough as I take a deep breath and quickly grab onto the Glock, grabbing the slide on its top to pull the gun up in the air with my right turning around and send quick two punches to distract you with my left aimed at your gut; twisting your wrist holding the gun to pull it out of your hand.

10:23 Officer_Jason_Frank: Every man comes across a day when he encounters something for the first time. Today was that day for me, and it wasn't a good first. Never been caught off guard like this. Suddenly, like a fucking streak of lighting you move faster than any man your size has a right to move, twisting up from the ground to face me, seizing my Glock while I am in the middle of reholstering it, pointing it up away from us. I fire a shot, from reflexive instinct, but it goes up in the air. FUCK.. No time to think, just to act. Your fist smashes into my gut, once, twice, hard powerful blows, but my core was flexed. The fists slammed into my ab armor with two thuds. There is some pain, but my flex holds.

My own right arm is flexed like steel as you try to twist that gun outta my grip. Pain is shooting through my hand, my grip is loosening. I can't fucking believe some over-muscled thug is about to rip my gun... MY FUCKING GUN ... outta my hand as though I were a rookie.

Grimly, my training kicks in, and I sweep my left foot behind your right. My left fist drives up, aiming for your face, trying to force you to step backwards, wanting to make you trip over my foot planted behind your right foot.

11:21 Alpha_David: "Uggff" the punch connects to my face hitting tight on the cheek bone. My hand still on the gun while I am twisting your hand.

Unknown to the situation where you've planned to trip me. I take s step back after the punch and trip to fall on my back. Resilient as fuck I now grab your arm with both hands as my back huts the concrete floor. I know the gun is extremely important to get out of your hands. I jerk up my waist and wrap both my legs around your arm crossing my legs and planting feet on your shoulder while grabbing the gun with both hands.

Pulling you down on the floor with me I twist your arm hard and pull the gun out of your hand.

10:23 Officer_Jason_Frank: This bastard is good, fucking good. He's obviously got training, he's not your ordinary run of the mill street trash. I trip you all right, and you go down, but you grab my arm on the way, trapping my right arm between your massive legs, and fucking ripping that gun outta my grip. A surge of rage and shame boils in me, no one, NO ONE has ever disarmed me before. My right arm screams as you yank at it, putting pressure on the muscles and tendons, doing damage.

Gotta get my arm free. Can't let that fucker use my own gun against me. I grunt, on my knees now, as I twist around around to your left side, reaching out my left hand to grab your face, trying to go for your eyes to blind you, keep you from using that gun against me while I smash my left knee into your ribs with every fucking ounce of power I can muster.

11:21 Alpha_David: You are one resilient cop, not letting the gun out of your hands. But once I finally get it out of your hands. I point it towards your but you gauge my eyes. With my eyes closed shut with pain I still fire a single shot from the gun, clearly missing my target with my eyes shut.

Trying to get back up while shaking my head and rubbing my eyes I get back on my knees with your gun in my hand when suddenly a strong knee strike hits me in the ribs. I cough up instantly and open my eyes with a little blurry vision.

I pull out the magazine from the gun look at you spitting at you, "You're fucking dead bitch" I throw the magazine and the gun in separate direction while staring at you with anger bulging in my eyes.

Using my larger size and my longer reach I grab your shirt and pull you towards me as I snap my head back a little to generate momentum and then bring my head forward to meet your forehead. BHAMMMM!!!! Smashing my head into yours with a devastating headbutt knocking that stupid cop hat of yours from the head.

10:23 Officer_Jason_Frank: I feel that bullet make the air next to my ear sizzle as you fire wildly while I gouge your eyes and bury my knee in your ribs. You force your way up, as I yank my arm free. I make a grab for my gun, I don't intend to make it easy for you to use it against me. You clearly come to the same conclusion, and take it out of play by ejecting the magazine and tossing it aside.

That fucking pisses me off, I consider going for my mace or my taser, but you are so fucking fast that would just give you another opening. So I square up, drop into a tight guard, fists guarding my face, and start circling you, looking for my opening. But again, you catch me off guard. You outreach me by a fair amount, and before I can block you, your hand grabs my collar, and I find myself yanked forward practically off my feet. My guard is broken up, as you smash me with a savage headbutt, my cap goes flying off my head, and I see stars, staggering backwards, my back slamming into one of the big plate glass windows fronting the jewelry store, bouncing off it.

I can't give you an inch, so I don't. I shake out the cobwebs and surge forward, dropping low at the last minute to duck under your reach, and drilling my shoulder right into your massive core, looking to wrap my arms around your thighs and dump your ass on the concrete pavement in a double leg takedown. I reckon if I can get you off your feet, I can neutralize that reach advantage.

11:21 Alpha_David: My headbutt has the justified effect, I take a few breaths and get ready to fight you pulling my arms up, "I've beaten many donut eating cops, you'll be down in no time" I taunt you and you rush at me with full speed. I am prepared to tackle you down using my size advantage but you scoop low and take me down on the ground.

My back smashes into the floor once again hurting me a bit this time, my abs take in the hit from your shoulders still holding on the flex.

I use my longer legs and wrap them around your waist pulling you onto me. I know my reach and size advantage is too much for you to take so I keep my advantage pulling you in.

I grab your short hair with my left hand, gripping them extremely tight to keep control of your head and sent strong punches to the back of your head with my balled up right fist.

10:23 Officer_Jason_Frank: My takedown attempt works out perfectly, and I smash your thick muscled body hard to the ground. I'd intended to circle around and mount you, but I should have known it wouldn't be that easy. Your powerful legs trap my waist, as you break down my stance.

I let out an OOOOFFF of surprise as those incredibly powerful legs of yours overpower me, and I find myself crashing down face first against your thick, muscled chest. Fuck, those pecs are harder than concrete. You grab my hair, keeping my head controlled as you start to smash heavy fists to the back of my head.

The blows are sending white flashes through my brain, knocking me silly, making it hard for me to think. That heavy fist of yours hits like a club. I can't take much more of this. Have to get free. No way I'm going to be taken out in the line of duty by street trash. I reach out with my left hand, seizing hold of your right forearm, using all my muscle to block that next punch. With your hand still holding my hair, your guard is open.

With my right fist, I smash it forward, driving a heavy blow right under your chin, an uppercut, while I flex my core, flex every muscle in my body, trying to sit back up, hoping that blow stunned you enough to pull free of your grip

11:21 Alpha_David: After smashing punch after punch to your head I see devastating effect on you. It seemed like a great opening for me to take you down permanently. But I'm surprised to see that you are able to block the next punch with both the hands. I yank your head back by the hair to look at your stupid face. "Still wanna fight huh?" I talk you down to demoralize you but a sharp, short and clean hit smashes into my chin knocking my upper body back onto the floor. Feeling a little dizzy with my jaw literally feeling like it hit a brick.

I turn around and crawl a few steps and get on my knees shaking my head I spit a little blood out of my mouth. "You'll funking pay for this bitch" I take out my gun from the back and turn around to shoot you with my gun to finish you off fast.

10:23 Officer_Jason_Frank: My head is fucking killing me, pounding with pain where your fist tried to cave my skull in. But my fist catches you off guard, nailing you hard in the underside of that jaw. Knocks you back, and gives me the chance to squirm free from your legs. I make it back up to my feet, but I'm dizzy, hurting. Not very coordinated. You've fucked me up good with those blows to my head.

My vision is a bit blurry, and trying to focus through the splitting pain in my skull takes a huge effort. But I'm disciplined, strong, trained, determined, and fucking stubborn. I snarl back at you, "Boy, I haven't even fucking started to fight."

As you take out that gun, and turn around to shoot me, I act. I surge forward, driving inside your guard while you are still lining up your shot, and smash my knee as hard as I can into your jaw.

11:21 Alpha_David: You are faster than any cop I have ever seen. With a strong knee strike hitting my jaw I struggle and try to stagger back but my back is up against the wall behind me, my jaw already took a brutal hit before. Rubbing my jaw and shaking my head as the hit had pretty strong effects.

I swing a strong right hand holding my gun to smash your with the strong hard surface of the gun. Throwing another left swing to the face just after the previous hit to keep on the retaliation.

10:23 Officer_Jason_Frank: Grunting, my knee smashes into your jaw, driving you back against the wall. Following up after you, I can't afford to give you anytime to recover. You are too fucking strong, too skilled. I move in, getting my fists up in a guard, but I'm still dizzy, sick from all those blows to my head. My movements aren't coordinated, my well trained body is not moving like the well oiled machine it is.

When you smash your gun towards my jaw, I try to block it, but I'm too slow. The gun blasts my jaw, my head savagely jerks to the side, a wad of blood and spit flies out of my mouth, as pain lances through my wounded jaw, blood leaking out of the side of my mouth. Then, you smash my face with a left fist, and more blood sprays out of my mouth. Everything turns white and hot behind my eyes, as my thick, steel-hard, police-trained muscle topples like a tree, smashing back first to the ground, bleeding badly from my mouth. I'm fucked up, hurt bad. I try to roll over onto all fours. Gotta keep fighting. Can't give up.

11:21 Alpha_David: The hits land perfectly, taking a few moments to breathe; feeling exhausted with the strength I am using against you.

I rub my jaw since it hurts like hell as I walk closer to you. My fingers sink into your hair as I grip your hair with a very rough grip to yank your head back as I stand behind you to look at your face with my left hand, my right still holding the gun. I swing my right to hit the base of the gun into your temple to daze you out some more and gain advantage of the situation.

10:23 Officer_Jason_Frank: Groaning, blood dripping out of my mouth, I fight to get back to my feet, but it turns out I've got some help. You grab my hair, and yank me brutally up, nearly ripping my hair out by the roots. My head is spinning, I'm fucked up pretty bad, but I'm not outta fight yet. I'm an officer of the law, and I'll be fucked before I let a criminal take me out in the line of duty.

My eyes are glazed as you stand in front me, a fucking massive muscled gorilla, looking into my eyes. But I don't flinch. As you start to swing the but of your gun towards me in a blow that would probably knock me out cold, my survival instinct, my training kicks into high gear, and somehow I manage to get my left arm up just enough to deflect that blow, trying to grab at your gun and yank it free from your grip. It's clumsy, but it does the job.

My right hand drives forward, gathering every ounce of strength I can manage, my abs tensing, as I plow that right fist in a hook to your body, digging into your ribs, those same ribs I kneed earlier, hoping to mess you up and give me a chance to get back in this fight.

11:21 Alpha_David: I swung a strong hit but it was blocked by you. I was surprised as I thought I have you right where I wanted but it comes as a surprise when you block my move.

A tremendous amount of pain rushes into my core as your punch connects again with my body in the exact same spot where the knee strike happened. I ducked forward in pain while staggering a few steps back again with my back against the wall.

I rub my ribs as the pain is quite excruciating but I am determined to fight back taking heavier breathes in.

10:23 Officer_Jason_Frank: I grit my teeth as I feel my fist smash into those ribs. It does some real damage, knocking you back. I keep up my attack, blood still dribbling out of my mouth, my head still pounding.

I drive forward, raising my left forearm up, trying to drive it under your chin against your throat, going for a simple choke. I don't have the coordination or energy to try anything more complicated. I'm digging down deep into my reserves of determination and energy. My head is spinning, and I'm starting to feel a bit sick. But I'm a very stubborn bastard. I drive my right first forward while I try to choke you with my left forearm, aiming once more for those ribs. If I can break a rib, that might give me the advantage I need in this fight.

11:21 Alpha_David: After the strong hit to the ribs I stagger back as you follow up without wasting any time, with my back against the wall you plant your forearm on my throat to choke me while th barrage of hits to the ribs continue.

With every hit to the rib I groan a bit, the pain is worst than I have experienced before, bloot starts to drip from my mouth showing signs of some internal bleeding.

I grab your head with both hands trying to push you away but you are resilient and not going back. I plant both my thumbs on top of your eye balls and apply pressure gouging your eyes with my thumb to stop the on going barrage of hits and choke.

10:23 Officer_Jason_Frank: I grunt as my fist plows into your ribs again. I feel something crack, and the blood that starts dripping out of your mouth tells me that I'm fucking you up, causing internal injuries. This fight is nearly over now. I've got the bastard. Just a little more pressure, just one more fist to those ribs and I'll either crush this bastard's throat or drill a hole in his ribcage.

I cock my fist back, readying one more blow, when suddenly your hands reach out and grab my head. FUCK... your thumbs dig deep into my eyes. I scream in agony, I'm fucking blinded... The pain is sickening. I rip myself backwards, out of your grip, unable to see, blinded, my eyes stabbing daggers of pain in my mind. I'm fucked. So very very fucked. But not gonna give up. I reach down to my tactical belt as I stumble back, grab my taser and fire it randomly, blindly, hoping it hits you.

11:21 Alpha_David: I cough out some blood as my ribs give me tremendous pain. Knowing that I can't continue longer like this, I move a few steps to the front towards you when I see you pull out your stun gun. I am slow now as compared to before but with your poor vision I am able to dodge the thing by sliding to the side.

I use this advantage that I just got by blinding you and send a straight punch to the nose and follow with a kick to the balls.

10:23 Officer_Jason_Frank: I can tell the taser misses, fuck! Desperately, blinded, I try to guess where the attack is coming from, but I can't. A fist smashes outta nowhere right into my nose, hard and brutal. There is a sickening crunch as my nose breaks, followed by an explosion of blood spraying out from the impact.

I'm reeling backwards, when your boot smashes up into my crotch. I'm wearing a police issue cup, but not even a cup provides perfect protection. You are a big mother fucker, and you kick like a mule. Your boot slams into my cup, and the force is great enough to crush my balls despite the protection. It would have been much worse without the cup, but combined with the head trauma caused by your brutal fists, my broken nose, my fucked up eyes, and my bleeding mouth, it was enough.

Despite my best efforts, I double up, groaning. Everything is spinning... I crash to my knees, feeling like I want to sick up. But I try to keep fighting. Desperately, I lunge forward, not sure where you are, but hoping I might grab your legs by some wild chance and knock you off your feet. I'm in bad, bad shape. But I don't have any quit in me. Not an ounce. I'm a cop, I'll fight to the end.

11:21 Alpha_David: My punch sprays out too much blood from your nose and my kick is perfectly placed. If it wasn't for your fucking cup they would have been crush to pulp.

I take a few seconds to relax, being a little over confident. I think you are done now, but you're not giving up. You lunge forward and grab my legs, knocking my back to the ground, my back hits the concrete floor again. I rub my back and wildly kick you to create space and get back up.

10:23 Officer_Jason_Frank: My desperate, blind lunge pays off, as I manage to slam into your legs and knock you down. I start to struggle up to my knees, trying to control the dizziness. Probably got a fucking concussion. Your boot lashes out, slamming into my gut, driving me on my back. Gotta get the fuck up. Gotta keep fighting. With a sheer effort of will, I fight to keep the world from spinning, as I try to open my eyes. They open, and I can see, but not very well.

With grim determination, I force my way back up to my feet, trying to wipe away the blood trickling down my jaw. I move in towards you, breathing heavily, fighting pain, dizziness, sickness every step of the way. But not gonna back down. I throw a sloppy, uncoordinated left cross trying to hit your jaw. I'm a fucking cop, I'll never quit. I know my duty.

11:21 Alpha_David: Again my back hits the hard concrete and my ribs give me so much pain restricting my movements. I take some time slowly getting up. My entire body is sweating like crazy and the exhaustion from the fight is at its peak. I get back to my feet looking at you with sheer hatred.

I tear off my black vest in the boost of motivation, adrenaline and aggression. "You're fucking dead now puny cop" I rush towards you and block the hit coming in and retaliate with a strong uppercut digging into your solar plexus and follow up with another uppercut with the same hand to the chin.

10:23 Officer_Jason_Frank: I watch as you tear that vest off, showing off a body so packed with muscle it belongs to a fucking greek god, not a man. HOLY SHIT. Grimly, I ignore your taunt, and fire off my left, but you block it, taken by some kind of last ditch rage. I'm too slow, too hurt to block your attack.

Your fist smashes into my solar plexus like an armor-piercing missile, knocking every single last breath of air out of my body, nearly puts a fucking dent in my thick muscled torso. I'm paralyzed from the brutal blow. Then, that same fist continues on up and bashes me in the chin with a brutal uppercut. My jaw, which you had targeted savagely already, can't take anymore. My head snaps back like a whip, as blood and a tooth or two sprays out of my mouth. My body topples backwards, smashing into that plate glass window behind me like a chopped down tree.

Pain rips through my brain like a white hot fire, and everything goes black as the last thing I'm aware of is the sound of shattering glass, and the feel of daggers slicing up my back and arms. Then nothing. I lie there in a pile of broken glass, blood streaming out of my mouth and nose, knocked the fuck out cold.

11:21 Alpha_David: After a loud noise of glass window shattering within seconds everything was dead quite again. I saw in front of my thr knocked out Cop in front of me. It's difficult not to appreciate how valiantly he held up his end, but my aggression wasn't dissolved. I walked towards you with one hand on my broken rib which is still shooting up pain in my core.

Reaching down I grab your shirt with both hands and read your name 'Jason Frank'. "You fought good buddy but you were in the wrong place at the wrong time" I pick your knocked out cold body by the grip on your shirt tearing it up a bit and toss you through the broken window inside the jewelry store and walk in through the door.

My buddy has almost broken into the safe and he reacts looking at the beaten up officer. "Fuckk did you kill him?". "Not yet..but I surely will '' I walk towards you and reach down grabbing your hair with an extremely tight grip on your hair with one hand and grab your shirt collar with the other hand and yank your back up smashing your head into the glass counter of the jewelry store. Standing right behind you I rip a big hole in your trousers in the ass region, tearing through your underwear as well. Pulling out the night stick from your tactical belt I look at it carefully and say, "Let's fuck him bad!! How long do you have to open up the safe?". "Just 5 minutes”, my buddy responded. "Then I will have my fun with this bastard till then" I shove the night stick into your ass to wake you up, shoving the entire stick in. Yanking your head by the hair slightly back to see if you're awake. "How does that feel? BITCH!!"

10:23 Officer_Jason_Frank: I'm lost in a nightmare, knocked out cold, full of red pain, when suddenly my eyes shoot wide open, and I scream in agony. My head is smashed down flat against a glass counter, leaking blood in a constant stream out of my broken nose and busted jaw. Everything comes rushing back, the fight, the final knock out punch, the glass, the shattered window. A part of me can't believe it. No one ... NO ONE has ever beaten me while I'm on duty. I can't, won't accept it.

But the savage pain exploding up and down my ass is undeniable. My ass is literally being ripped open, I can feel blood trickling out of my raped ass and dripping down onto the floor. I scream again... the shock, the pain, I can't think straight. It hurts so fucking much. I start to cough, and blood sprays out of my mouth from internal injuries. I hear your voice screaming in my ear, asking me how it feels.

From somewhere, despite how totally fucked I am, despite the pain I'm in, I manage to reply. "FUCK YOU" I try to fight, try to resist, try to kick out behind me, but every movement causes more pain as I realize now that I'm being raped with my own baton, a huge hole ripped in the ass of my uniform trousers. This is bad ... very bad. Have to think. There's gotta be a way out. Fuck ... it hurts so much.

11:21 Alpha_David: With one hand on your hair pulling your head back and with the other on your baton which is sticking inside you asshole. I heard your response and it angers me more, 'This guy keeps finding ways to pass me off. I want to break his ego' I think to myself. "Ohh fuckk me??? Don't you see who's the one getting fucked?" I say to you pulling your hair some more to see that busted face as I grip the baton harder and twist it inside you to make the pain unbearable.

I let go of the hair and keep the baton still in as I grab both your hands and pin them behind your back pulling out the cuffs from your belt and locking your arms behind your back with the cuffs. I take off the thay belt and take a step back checking it out what's more in it. "What junk do you have here?" I kick the end of the baton which is sticking out to shove it further in and see you in pain.

I then take out the pepperspray from the utility belt. "Huh!! What does that do? Does it even work? Let's find out".

10:23 Officer_Jason_Frank: I scream again, feeling my hair practically being pulled out by the roots as you savagely yank my head back farther. You snarl in my ear, and twist that baton. My entire body shakes violently, my thick, powerful muscles, weakened by my savage injuries, spasm, a dark, red stream of blood pours out of my mouth as you start doing serious internal injuries to me. The pain almost knocks me out, but your grip on my head keeps me from going unconcious.

I try to fight, try to resist, but I can't make my arms work as you cuff my hands behind me with my own cuffs. A deep sense of shame and failure burns inside my damaged body like a fire. I ... can't believe this is happening. I can't fucking believe it. It can't be happening. I'm cuffed, totally helpless now. You kick the baton shoved up my ass, driving it in further. I scream again, my throat raw. I've never felt pain like this in all my life. The baton rips inside me, causing more internal injuries. Blood gushes out of my mouth, as I start to shake violently. I try to speak... try to say something as you take out my pepperspray, but I'm choking on my own blood... I can't find the words. I've never been afraid on duty before. But ... now ... I'm afraid. Trying to find my courage. My dignity. This fucker... he's gonna kill me.

11:21 Alpha_David: I shake the bottle of the pepperspray with a grim smile on my face. Stepping forward I stand beside you. I roughly take out the baton from your ass which is dripping with blood and I shoot the first spray in your ass. I laugh as you react to it.

Ripping out another hole in the front to reveal your Cock, I shake the bottle again and spray it on the tip of your Cock to give you an Itch you never could have imagined. I then slow grab your head by the hair to pull you face closer and spray the third final shot of papers pray on your face, in your bleeding nose, jaw and even spraying your eyes to make you blind.

The wide smile on my face as I take a step back to see the after effects of the spray; I pull out a long rope from my buddy's bag and start to tie it up to use it on you. Just then my buddy says, "the Safe is open!!!" And he pulls the steel door and opens the safe.

10:23 Officer_Jason_Frank: I honestly thought that there was no way for the pain to get worse. I was wrong. So wrong. You rip the baton out of my ass. My entire body shudders, as blood trickles out of my wrecked ass hole. Instead of easing off, the pain gets even worse as the inside of ripped and ravaged ass turns to fire. I scream.... the burning ... it won't stop. Just keeps getting worse and worse.

But it doesn't stop there, on the edge of the pain consuming my brain, I feel your hand fishing for my cock, ripping a hole in my crotch. What... nooo noooooooo. Then, my sensitive cock head is sprayed with pepperspray. I can't scream anymore, my throat is raw, and blood continues to drip out of my mouth in a steady stream. Instead I start convulsing, making wierd gasping, groaning noises. Make it stop... make it stop.

Then, you spray it all over my face, my broken nose, inside my busted jaw, and into my eyes. I spasm wildly, twitching in every direction the pain driving me mad. I try to think about duty ... honor ... dignity... but it's like trying to fly a kite in a hurricane. All I can do is suffer and scream and pray for death.

11:21 Alpha_David: The safe is open and we empty it out putting all the cash, gold and the gems in the bag. The small punch of black diamonds is also in there and I keep in safe in my pocket. I ordered my accomplice to bring out the car. Standing there I turn around to look at you. "Ohh in my excitement I forgot about you!!" I laugh and pick up the rope, one end of which is tied to itself which I prepared to wrap around your neck to hand you.

I wrap the first end of the rope around your neck and tie the other end to the fan on the ceiling. Your body hangs from the ceiling with just your toes touching the floor. Making you hand between life and death. I pick up the baton and shove it back into the ass. "This belongs here...Oh I forgot the taser, what to do with this" I take a piece of duck tape and stick the taser to your balls. And shove your Radio into your mouth.

With your hands still cuffed back, your neck straggling with the rope tied to the fan just standing on your toes, your ass filled by the baton, the radio shoved into your loud mouth and the Taser taped to your balls, I set the Taser on to full power and watch as your balls take the brutal shock.

The horn of the car blows signaling me, I grab your hair to and yank your face up, "Never cross my path again!! Do you understand?" With the hair grip I jerk your head nodding a yes and slap you in the face and leave in the car with my accomplice. (edited)

10:23 Officer_Jason_Frank: I'm only half conscious when you steal the jewels and wrap that rope around my neck, tying it to the fan. My toes are only just scraping the floor, I can barely hold myself up. Then, you shove that baton back up my ass, and I let out another shudder, spasming with the agony as more blood pours out of my ass. My internal injuries were severe... and getting worse.

You tape my taser to my balls, my radio in my mouth, breaking more teeth and almost causing me to black out. Then, you turn the taser on full power, and I start to twitch and jerk spastically, the agony in my balls is too much. I start to black out as you slap my face and give me your warning never to cross paths with you.

I don't even hear it. I'm knocked out cold at that point, my muscles go limp, and my feet stop holding me up on my toes. Everything is blackness now. When they find my dead body hanging from the ceiling fan the next morning, they were never able to determine whether I died from blood loss or strangulation first.

Published: 2022-09-10, viewed 115 times.