Panic set in as the weight of her predicament washed over her again.
What had she been thinking? Everyone knew Daniel Lang was trouble, but that hadn't stopped Hilary from messing around with him. Hadn't stopped her from getting in that car with him. Hadn't stopped her from taking the fall when the cops pulled them over and Daniel bolted, leaving a shocked Hilary in the passenger's seat of a stolen vehicle.
She was an idiot. Never been in a trouble a day in her life, and now at nineteen, she was sitting in an interrogation room at the police station. In fucking handcuffs.
Hilary jumped when the door finally swung open with a bang, and two tall detectives walked in. They remained silent, surveying her intently for several long seconds.
"I'm Detective Haden," one man spoke, face grim. He was tall, probably around forty. He had dark hair streaked with a little gray. A strong jaw. His attractiveness made him all the more intimidating.
"This is my partner, Detective Penn," Haden continued, gesturing to the equally tall man beside him. Penn somehow looked meaner, his scowl deeper, his eyes darker and more dangerous looking. His build was bigger, his muscular arms practically busting the seams of his shirt sleeves. Hilary was positively trembling now.
"I'm not going to lie," Haden went on, pulling out a chair across from Hilary and sitting down. Penn remained standing. "You're in a lot of trouble, Hilary."
"Sir, there's been some terrible mistake," Hilary insisted, her voice coming out shaky. "I had no idea the car was stolen. Daniel had just picked me up when we got pulled over. I didn't know anything was wrong until he ran."
"You expect us to believe that?" Haden asked, raising his eyebrows. "He's your boyfriend, and you didn't even ask him where this fancy new car came from that he obviously couldn't afford?"
Hilary winced. "Well, he's not my boyfriend, exactly. I haven't known him for very long, I didn't know what kind of car he drove. I didn't think it was that weird."
"You didn't think it was weird that some twenty-year-old punk could afford a BMW?" Penn finally chimed in, crossing his bulging arms.
"Please," Hilary insisted, on the verge of tears now. "I didn't know. I'm sorry. Can you let me go now?"
"No can do," Haden replied gruffly. "Not until we find Daniel to confirm your story."
Hilary groaned and leaned back in my seat.
"Surely you must know where he'd go to hide out?" Haden pressed.
"I don't," Hilary replied. "Like I said, I haven't known him long."
"You fuck yet?" Penn asked.
Hilary felt her face heat up as the question shocked her. "E-excuse me?"
"He said, did you fuck him?" Haden repeated patiently, as if the question was completely normal.
Her face was on fire now. "I don't see what the has to do with-"
Penn slammed a fist on the metal table, and Hilary jumped. "Answer the question," he growled.
"No!" Hilary squeaked out, heart racing. "No, we did not...have sex," she finished shakily, not wanting to use their crude language.
Haden rose and made his way to Hilary's side of the table. She involuntarily leaned back as the detective perched himself on the edge of the table right beside her. Haden was so close Hilary could feel his body heat radiating off of him.
"What'd you do, then?" Haden asked quietly. "You let him feel you up? You suck his dick?"
Hilary was once again lost for words, but when Penn made a move closer to her, she quickly replied, scared of him terrorizing her again.
"Y-yes," she replied, looking up at Haden. "I, um, gave him a blowjob. A few times."
Haden considered this for a few seconds.
"So you're telling me," he said in a whisper, leaning closer to her, "that you sucked off this guy - several times - but don't even know where he'd go? Don't even know any friends he'd try to hide out with?"
Hilary looked at her lap, ashamed. "No, I don't."
"Well, aren't you a little whore," Penn remarked.
"Giving out head to total strangers, like some hooker," Haden agreed with Penn, giving him a nod.
"Regardless," Haden said, turning back to Hilary, "we can't let you out of here until you give up Daniel's location."
Hilary sighed, frustrated. "I'd tell you if I knew," she insisted. "Honestly."
Haden clucked his tongue before reaching out and grabbing Hilary's jaw. She flinched. It didn't hurt, but his grip was firm.
"Let me spell it out for you," he said, voice low. "Either you tell us where he is right now, or we force it out of you. One way or another, we're getting you to open this pretty little mouth."
A chill ran down Hilary's spine as Haden's thumb traced across her plump lower lip.
"Please, don't touch me," she said, shaking her head, trying to free herself from Haden's grasp, but to no avail. He didn't retaliate, though. He just continued to hold her jaw tightly.
"Jesus, Haden, you always move so damn slow," Penn remarked. "I would've had my dick down her throat my now."
Hilary inhaled sharply at that statement, but Haden chuckled.
"My partner tends to take a more heavy-handed interrogation approach," Haden explained to Hilary, staring into her terrified eyes. "Me? I think you attract more flies with honey than vinegar. So here's the deal. You talk to me, and you won't even have to worry about Penn. I guarantee I'll be a hell of a let gentler than he would." Haden paused, his grip on Hilary's jaw tightening until she let out a small yelp. "If you refuse, though, I'm going to let my partner take the lead, here. And I can't make any promises about what he may or may not do."
Hilary's entire body was trembling - but she already knew to fear Penn more than Haden. So she offered him a nod, even though she knew she couldn't tell him what he wanted to hear.
"Excellent," Haden replied. He released Hilary's jaw and grasped one of her handcuffed hands. His giant hand enveloped hers, but his grip was warm and almost comforting. Hilary allowed herself to believe that maybe they'd just been trying to scare her.
"Where's Daniel, Hilary?" Haden asked gently as he squeezed her hand.
"I swear to you, I don't know," Hilary said earnestly. She gave Haden a pleading look. "Can't you tell I'm telling the truth? I'll take a lie detector test. I'll do whatever I can to help. Maybe I could call Daniel and wear a wire or something..."
Haden smiled at her as if she were a small child who'd just said something ridiculous.
"You know what I think, Hilary?" Haden asked quietly. He slowly began pulling her hand towards his lap. "I think you and Daniel were in on this together. And you two agreed you should take the fall, because you thought we might go easier on a pretty girl like you instead of a hardened thug like Daniel."
"No!" Hilary insisted. "That's not..."
She abruptly stopped speaking as Haden placed her hand right on his groin, holding it tightly against him as he moved her hand back and forth, forcing her to stroke him through his pants. Hilary could feel how hard he was - how thick he was. Her throat felt tight.
"You feel that, Hilary?" Haden asked gently. "I'm seven inches. That's a lot for a tiny girl like you."
Hilary shot a nervous glance towards Penn, her eyes begging him to intercede. Haden let out a chuckle.
"Don't look at him," he said. "He's even bigger, and would've already fucked you by now."
As the hopelessness of her situation sunk in, Hilary felt anger bubbling up inside her.
"I don't know anything," she hissed at Haden as he continued to rub himself with her hand. "And I can't tell you what I don't know. So either let me go, or get on with whatever you're planing on doing."
"Oooh," Haden said, cracking a genuine smile. He turned to Penn. "She's got some spunk in her after all."
"It's always more fun that way," Penn agreed.
"Then, we'll get on with it," Haden said gravely, dropping her hand. He stood abruptly, grabbed Hilary under the arms, and lifted her out of the chair onto the table. She let out a surprised shriek as Haden deftly inserted his body between her legs before she could think to clamp them shut. She put up her arms as some kind of defense, but she couldn't do much with her hands cuffed together. Haden gave her a hard push and she fell backwards onto the table, her legs dangling off the edge. Hilary tried to sit up, but Penn held down her shoulders.
"Stop!" Hilary yelled as Haden's hands raced to undo her jeans.
"You aren't being very cooperative, honey," Penn remarked as Haden stripped off her jeans and underwear. Hilary flailed her bare legs wildly but it was no use, seeing as how Haden was already between her thighs.
"Oof, you should see this pussy, Penn," Haden remarked as he spread her legs wider to get a better look at her pink folds. "Nice and pretty." Haden gave her mound one quick slap.
"Please..." Hilary begged as Haden's fingers inched closer to her tight entrance. "Please, stop."
Haden's fingers paused. "Are you ready to talk now?" He asked.
Hilary didn't respond, so Haden slid two of his fingers inside. She shuddered, his fingers rough and cold inside her warm, tight snatch.
"Oh, man," Haden said as he slowly worked his fingers deeper inside Hilary. "She's tight. I mean, really tight." He looked from Penn down to Hilary. "Are you a virgin, honey?"
Tears began to well up in her eyes. "Yes," she said, turning her head so she didn't have to look at either of them.
"Well, that makes this more interesting," Penn remarked.
"It sure does," Haden replied as his fingers worked up to a steady rhythm, sliding more easily in and out of her pussy now that she was starting to get wet.
"Don't do this," Hilary whispered. "I didn't want to lose it like this. I was saving myself for someone I loved."
"Aww," Penn replied sarcastically. But Haden's fingers suddenly froze inside her.
"Well, now I feel bad," Haden said, brushing hair off of Hilary's face with his free hand. Hilary was suspicious, but he seemed sincere. He wasn't mocking her like the other detective.
"Change of plans," Haden suddenly announced, withdrawing his fingers from her unceremoniously. He gestured to Penn, who reluctantly released Hilary's shoulders. She slowly sat up on the table, shivering. Haden gently grabbed her and placed her back in the chair again. The metal was freezing cold on her bare ass.
"Since I'm a nice guy," Haden said, hands working to unbuckle his belt, "I'm going to give you one last chance to hang onto your virtue." Pants now undone, Haden fished out his rock hard dick - bigger and thicker than Hilary had even imagined. Her eyes bugged out as she looked at it. He gave it a few lazy pumps.
"Since you blew your little criminal boyfriend, this shouldn't be a big deal," Haden continued, slapping his dick against Hilary's cheek. He rubbed his pre-cum covered tip against Hilary's lips, and she recoiled, trying to wipe it off on her shirt sleeve.
"Open up, sweetie," Haden insisted, tapping against her lips more insistently.
"Wait!" She suddenly yelled, backing up and putting as much distance between herself and Haden's dick. "I might know where he could be," she added desperately.
"Well, well, well," Haden said with a smirk. "Look who suddenly knows something." He turned to Penn. "See, Penn? Honey. Not vinegar."
Penn made a hrumph at that and crossed his arms.
"Where's Daniel, Hilary?" Haden asked patiently, hard dick still in hand.
"He has a sister across town," Hilary said, the words spilling out of her mouth before she could think it through. "Rebecca. She lives on Green Street. He always goes to her when he's in trouble."
Haden studied Hilary's face for a moment before giving her a nod. He turned. "Penn, check that out, will you?"
"I'll send some uniformed officers over now," he said with a nod, his demeanor alarmingly professional, as if he hadn't just been helping to sexually torture a suspect. Penn exited the room. Hilary let out a quiet sigh of relief.
"That wasn't so bad, was it?" Haden asked. Hilary gave him a hesitant nod, but suspiciously eyed the erection he still had not stuffed back into his pants. Hilary felt like she might throw up. She knew Daniel wouldn't go to his sister - but she was literally the only person in Daniel's life that Hilary knew about. It was worth a shot to end this.
"Does this mean you can let me go now?" Hilary asked hopefully.
"Not until your tip checks out, I'm afraid," Haden said. He went back to stroking himself, and Hilary had a queasy feeling in her stomach.
"Why are you still doing that?" She asked nervously.
Haden smiled. "Well, I have to stay hard, just in case it's necessary."
"Necessary?" Hilary asked.
"Say, for example, that you're lying through your teeth," Haden said, his hand pumping away. "You'd need to be punished for that. And I wouldn't be feeling so merciful anymore, considering I've been very reasonable."
"Would you...would you make me..." Hilary trailed off, unable to finish.
"I imagine I would," Haden replied with a frown.
The panic was obvious on Hilary's face. She'd always been a bad liar.
"Were you lying, Hilary?" Haden asked gently. "It's better to tell me now."
"Well, he might be at his sister's," Hilary said, wiping at her eyes. "But I have no idea. I don't know anything about her."
Haden sighed. "That's a shame, Hilary, I thought we were getting somewhere." He paused before continuing. "But since it's possible Daniel could be there after all, I'll offer you a compromise. Take me in your mouth until Penn comes back with an answer."
"Okay," Hilary said softly, not knowing what else to do. Haden stepped towards her and his tip was once again at her lips. This time, Hilary cautiously opened her mouth. She expected Haden to shove himself down her throat, but he didn't move, letting Hilary take the lead. She stuck out her tongue and swirled it across his head, the pre-cum tasting sour and awful.
"You are a timid little thing," Haden remarked as she slowly coated his length in saliva with her tongue. "But, I kind of like that."
Once Hilary had licked every inch of his dick, there wasn't much else she could do to delay the inevitable. Taking a deep breath, Hilary moved her head forward and took a few inches of Haden into her mouth, sealing her lips around his engorged, hot dick.
"Ohhhh fuck," Haden breathed as she slowly bobbed back and forth, gagging as she tried to take too much. Instead, Hilary focused on the top half, sucking enthusiastically and swirling her tongue around Haden's shaft. Her goal was to get him to cum as soon as possible, so this would be over.
Despite her efforts, Haden seemed to grow bored quickly. "You're going to have to do a little better than that, honey," he remarked.
Letting out a frustrated sigh, Hilary inhaled through her nose and forced more of Haden's dick into her mouth.
"Ulllkk." She gagged and retreated slightly, but forced herself to keep pushing forward and taking Haden's dick deeper into her mouth. She got into a steady rhythm, the wet, gagging sounds of his shaft invading her throat filling the interrogation room.
"That's it," Haden grunted in approval. He adjusted his position, straddling the chair Hilary was sitting on, effectively trapping her and forcing himself deeper.
"UUULLLKKK, UULLKK, UULLLKKK."
Haden began thrusting his hips, becoming a more active participant - though his thrusts were controlled, and he wasn't as forceful as other guys she'd blown. As Hilary struggled to breathe and work through all the gagging, she realized this was more about punishing her than Haden getting pleasure out of it.
Saliva dripped down Hilary's lips and Haden's balls slapped against her chin as he continued to fuck her throat, slow and deep. The detective let out little grunts with every thrust, but gave no indication he was getting ready to finish. Hilary was desperate for air, so she reached up and grabbed his balls with her handcuffed hands, gently squeezing them as he continued his assault. Haden let out a surprised chuckle.
"Maybe you are a good girl after all," he remarked. Out of nowhere, Haden suddenly grabbed her head and pulled her off his dick. He let Hilary cough and catch her breath for a second. A reward.
"Think of any other information for me yet?" Haden asked, in an almost apologetic tone. Hilary's heart sunk.
"Suck on my balls," he commanded.
With another sigh, Hilary leaned back in and took one in her mouth. She was glad for the break from all the gagging, but there was something especially demeaning about this. She stroked Haden's wet dick while she alternated between his balls, getting them as soaked as his shaft.
Suddenly, the door burst open. Haden looked over his shoulder - Penn was back.
"Daniel wasn't at his sister's," Penn informed them as Hilary let Haden's testicles fall out of her mouth. "Bitch was lying."
Haden sighed and gave Hilary a disappointed look. "You know what happens now, Hilary. I gave you plenty of chances."
"No!" She exclaimed, but Haden ignored her and pulled her out of the chair again. Hilary dashed into the corner of the room, still naked from the waist down. Haden looked at her and simply laughed as he sat down in the chair she'd just occupied, his hard dick pointing upwards.
Penn approached Hilary quickly and grabbed her by the arm, his grip iron. He dragged her back towards Haden and forced her to straddle his lap.
"You said you felt bad about this," Hilary reminded Haden as Penn guided her arms over Haden's head and around his body. With her hands still shackled together, she was trapped in this embrace now.
"Like I said, you had plenty of chances to come clean," Haden said as Penn lifted Hilary by the waist, attempting to line up her opening with Haden's dick.
"God, please, I don't want this!" Hilary insisted. Penn's hand suddenly went between her legs and his fingers rubbed at her entrance.
"Jesus, she's soaked," he declared. "Still lying, I see."
"It won't be bad," Haden promised. Gripping her hips now, Haden pulled Hilary down onto his thick, hard shaft.
"UHHHhhhh," Hilary cried out as she was slowly impaled, Haden's fat dick having trouble fitting inside her tight pussy.
"Oof, she wasn't lying about being a virgin," Haden remarked as he continued to pull Hilary down onto his lap, gritting his teeth from all the resistance he met.
"Oh god," Hilary whimpered, burying her face into Haden's neck as the pain grew worse. It felt like it took hours, but finally, Hilary's hips were flush with Haden's, and his dick was completely inside of her. It felt like she'd been ripped open.
"You still with me, honey?" Haden asked when Hilary hadn't spoken or moved for a bit.
"Mm-hmm," she murmured, still hiding her face in his shoulder.
"Just a reminder, you can end this at any time," Haden said. "I'm a man of my word." And with that, he gripped her hips again and slowly began thrusting up into her, as controlled as when he'd fucked her face.
"Uhh, uhh, uhh," Hilary squeaked out as the detective gently fucked her. After a minute or two, the pain slowly began to fade, and Haden was having an easier time moving inside of her. Despite the horrible circumstances, Hilary couldn't help but notice that she liked the way this good-looking detective smelled - liked the way she could feel all his muscles bulging as he thrust up into her. And as the speed of his thrusts increased, Hilary actually felt pleasure start to build deep in her belly.
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