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Oh Christ, Jeff moaned to himself. His whole body was aching from the beating that he had just been subjected to. How had this happened? It had been a routine call, or so it had seemed. A prowler had been reported at 12 Van Dusen, and Jeff had checked it out. Nothing had seemed out of the ordinary, all the doors and windows were locked and intact. Jeff had called in to report this, thinking that it had been some dumb kid playing around, wasting the tax payers money. He was walking back towards his cruiser, still on the path between number 12 and the house next door, when suddenly the overgrown shrubbery had seemed to explode. Two figures had burst out of the houses, catching Jeff totally off-guard. Before he had a chance to react he was down on the ground, and the two men were pummeling him mercilessly. His radio had been ripped from his shoulder and thrown to one side as he lay on the grass. As he gasped for breath, his two assailants grabbed his hands and feet and dragged him through the bushes and into the adjoining garden. One of them had snatched his revolver from its holster, his night stick was gone and he was hurting so much from the beating that he had been unable to stop them from carrying him into the house. Jeff had been stripped of his gear ñ the bastards had even taken his boots. While he was still in a daze, they had tied him up ñ tightly and thoroughly. And then they had left.


Jeff shook his head, trying to gather his thoughts. Neither of his assailants had said a word as they beat him and tied him. Whatever was going on, it was obvious that he had to get out of here. As he began testing the ropes that bound him, he heard the squeak of a door opening. He tensed. Who was it? The owner of this house, orÖthe punks who had captured?
"Well, isnít this a sight for sore eyes. The noble Officer Murphy, all tied up. How does it feel to be helpless? Hmm?"
Jeff stared at the man standing over him. He had never seen him in his life. Jeff felt a surge of anger against this sneering stranger, who was looking at him with a very peculiar expression on his face. Apart from the pain from the beating, and the discomfort caused by the tight ropes that bound him, Jeff felt a thrill of alarm run through his body. This guy was looking at him as if he was a choice cut of beef in the butcher store.
"You fucking asshole, you are in such big trouble. You let me go now orÖ.GGGMMMMHHHH!"
Jeffís captor had sat down in the captive copís lap. Moving so quickly that Jeff had only seen a white blur, he stuffed a sock deep into Jeffís mouth.

"GGGGMMNNNOOO! MMMGGPGPHHGGGGAHHH!"
Jeff XXXXd as the wadded up gym sock was shoved into his throat. He thought he was going to puke. He tried to spit it out, but before he had a chance a strip of sticky blue tape was slapped over his mouth, sealing his lips shut. Pinned against the wall, roped and gagged, Jeff couldnít resist as his XXXX ground his crotch against Jeffís. Jeff could feel the hard bulge in the other guysí crotch. Oh holy shit, this wasnít good. This was most definitely and totally not a happy situation, at least not for Jeff. The other guy seemed to be having a good time, the hungry look on his face deepening as he humped Jeff.
"Oh yeah, we got ourselves a good one this time. Thereís nothing better than a nice big cop to play with. Oh baby, weíre going to have ourselves a really good time, arenít we?í


"MMNNOOO! GGGGGGOHHHNNNOOO! GGEEEMAWAYRRRFROMME!"
"Shhhh, donít you get upset. Youíre going to like this, I promise. Now were the hell is Rudy? How long can it take him to dump your cruiser? I promised him I wouldnít start without him. Damn!"


Jumping up, Jeffís captor left the room. Oh thank God, Jeff thought. A chance to get away! Frantically he started struggling against the ropes. He pulled and tugged and puffed, but the ropes were too strong. He didnít have a chance in hell of breaking them. Looking around the room, he couldnít see any sharp objects that he could rub the ropes against. In any case, he didnít have time. The weirdo could be back any minute. With his friend. Jeff gulped at the thought. Two felonious cop groupies, who seemed intent on enjoying Jeffís lush cop body. Uh uh, no way Jose. Jeff wasnít going to let those creeps have their way with him. He HAD to escape.


Jeff rolled around on the floor as he made a desperate attempt to reach the knots that held him captive. If only he could get his feet and knees untiedÖhe could make a break for it. Oh ouch, he had to get to the gym more often! He felt muscles that he didnít even know he had creaking and pulling as he strained to reach the knots. His fingertips were just brushing the rope around his ankles , just one more inch


"Ha ha, big boy. Not much longer. Rudy is on his way back, and then the fun starts. Now donít you get yourself all tuckered out before we start partying. Weíre expecting great things from you, Officer Murphy. Just let me check these ropes. Ah, just as I thought. Still nice and tight. Donít even bother trying ñ you canít get out of ropes. Just lie there and think about how much youíre going to enjoy yourself."

No fucking way, Jeff thought as he was left alone once again. OK, he couldnít get the ropes undone. He could accept that. But he wasnít just going to lie here like a piggy waiting to go to market. Nope, if he couldnít walk out of here, he could always try hopping. With much effort, Jeff managed to get to his feet. This was going to be tricky. He had to make sure that he didnít fall over ñ he wasnít sure if he would be able to get up again, and the resulting thump was sure to bring the lascivious cop groupie running. It was a good thing that they had taken away his boots; he would make less noise as he hopped.
Jeff had sweat streaming down his face. The kitchen door was in sight! He had made remarkably good speed, fear goading him on. He was quite proud of himself. Not once had he stumbled. Ah, he was there. Thank God, the chain wasnít on the door! He fumbled with the door handle, grunting in frustration as his sweaty palms couldnít get a good grasp on it. Please, please, just let them stay away two more minutes. He grabbed the doorknob again, this time getting a better grip on it. Hallelujah, it was turning! He shuffled backwards as the door swung inwards. He was going to make it! He jumped forward. He was almost over the threshold! Just feet from safety! He was going to....

"I told you that you were going to enjoy this, Officer Murphy. And weíve barely beXXXX."

Officer Jeff Murphy played by John
Photography by Caitiff