Foot Patrol by Fidelis
22 photos; 3:05 video
Quit your complaining. It’s all your own fucking fault. How the Hell was I supposed to know that that taillight was out? Huh? It wasn’t my car. Jeez, just my luck to steal some car that wasn’t working right. If you hadn’t been so hot to give out a ticket you wouldn’t be in this situation. Don’t you guys have anything better to do? I guess not. Shit, I hate you pigs. I told you – shut your mouth. I should have ripped that tie of yours off and shoved out it down your throat; that might have kept you quieter. Christ, you weigh a fucking ton. Don’t you cops have anything better to do in your spare time other than going to the gym.
"MMMGGGGHMMMPHHH!"
‘Stupid, stupid, stupid’ Ross McAdam thought. ‘How could I have been so stupid. Letting this two-bit punk take me down like that. Oh crap, my head hurts. Why doesn’t he just put me down? All of this jiggling upside down is going to make me puke.’
"MMMWWWAAAHHHH!"
Ross yelled into his gag as the punk dropped him onto the couch, the full weight of his body pressing down on his cuffed wrist.
"MGGGONNNNNAMRIPMURHEADMOOFUMMPUNK! GGOLLREGRE…MMMMPHHHHOOOOOWWWW!!!"
Ross gurgled into the gag as the punk punched him. His head, which was already sore from the beating he had taken, felt as if it was going to explode. He tried to rear up – even cuffed and gagged and tied, he wasn’t going to take this kind of treatment. He was a hard-nosed cop; he wasn’t going to let this kid treat him like this!
"Jeez, you really are one stupid pig. Maybe you like this kind of thing. OK, if you like it, I’ll give you more of it. This might keep you quiet."
Jess looked down at the cop. Hmmm, his face was turning an odd colour, sort of purple. Maybe he should stop choking him. But it felt good to have his hand around the throat of this arrogant cop, throttling him. Jess decided he liked being in control of this stud – it was right that the cop should be at the receiving end for once. All the cops in this hicktown were bullies, strutting around in their uniforms as if they owned the world. Jess stood back, and looked down on the cop. Oh yeah, the deputy was one hot number. He was looking fine, shackled with his own cuffs, his mouth tightly sealed with tape. That rope around his dark trousers looked hot. Hmm, what was he going to do with him, now that he had him here?
Ross tried to breathe normally. He was feeling even groggier now that he had been half XXXXd to XXXX, but he wasn’t going to give in. No way – he was going to teach this punk a lesson, even if was the last thing he did. Of course being cuffed and gagged and tied put him at a slight disadvantage, but that wasn’t going to stop him. He would just jump up and XXXX the kid down with his body and…
"GGOOOOOOOOOWWWWWW!"
OK, this was getting ridiculous. Ross was drifting in and out of consciousness – the stomp to his balls had almost done him in. He had to focus…not give in and have a nice XXXX, resting his head on the soft cushion the kid had put behind. That was a nice, considerate thing for the kid to have done, after he had nearly mashed Ross’ balls to a pulp. Where was the kid? Why was the room spinning around like this? Had to get up – had to get up. Must escape. Don’t give in – sit up. Yeah, you can do it, Ross. Sit up – get that spare key from the back of your belt. Have to sit up first….oh, that hurts. The punk is gone, have to escape while he’s gone. Get that key and…
"Whatcha doing, deputy? It looks from here as if you are struggling…trying to get away. Now that isn’t very polite, is it? Especially when I’ve made you so nice and comfy over there."
Ross stared across the room. Oh damn, the punk was still here. And the idiot was fooling around with a XXXX. Christ, how he hated civilians, waving around XXXXs as if they were toys. And that was a mighty nasty looking XXXX the kid had.
"You know, Deputy, you’ve hurt my feelings. Trying to get away – abusing my hospitality like that. You make me think that I should have just gone and tossed you into the swamp and let the ‘gators make a meal of you. Though, that would have been a waste of a nice hot Deputy body. Now, what am I going to do with you? Huh?"
Ross sat on the couch, not moving a muscle. The damn fool punk had that XXXX pressed right against his head. The kid had a slightly dreamy look in his eyes – he was probably high on something. Oh shit, oh shit. Ross felt the sweat soaking into his undershirt as the kid slid the XXXX down his face, letting it rest against his cheek. What was he going to do?
"There, that looks much better. Are you still comfy? Would you like a cushion for your head? Oh yeah, you look just fine like that – there won’t be any trying to get away now, will there, Deputy? I’ve really got myself a hot uniform package, haven’t I?
"MMMRRRMMMPHHH! MMUGGGHHHH!"
Ross strained against the ropes that kept him hog-tied. Damn, now the kid had really gone; Ross could hear him humming away in another room. He had to get out of here. The punk must be some kind of pervert – Ross didn’t like the way he had referred to his hot Deputy body, and called him a hot uniform package. Ross had heard about people like him – hanging out in Key West and South Beach. They just didn’t have pervs like that here – no wonder he didn’t recognize the punk. He must be from the big city. Ross arched his back, trying to break the ropes. Damn, but they were tight. He lay on the floor panting. The ropes were so tight there was no way that he could reach his belt.
"Look what I have here, Deputy. Something for us to watch! ‘Reservoir Dogs’. Have you seen this movie, Deputy? I think that you will enjoy it. It has some very…interesting scenes in it. Just let me move you around a bit. Man, but you are a big guy. Yeah, this is great. I get to watch a movie with a cop as a foot stool."
Jess chuckled to himself as he switched the DVD player on. This hick Deputy probably hadn’t seen the Tarentino masterpiece. He would really start sweating once they got to the cop scene. Jess had plans for this stud cop. Plans that didn’t include blood and mutilation. Oh no, he was going to give this cop a grand time, whether he wanted it or not. He’d done it before; he would do it again. He knew that both of them were going to have a very enjoyable evening.
Ross played by Stu
Jess played by Rod
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/26/2005