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many times I had cum.
     
    My pussy was sore and throbbing, almost as much as my ass as Officer O’Leary slammed me over and over again. I could only wince and take it, loving and hating each second of it, and hating myself for allowing this to happen.
     
    Finally, I felt his cock tense up.
     
    “Fuck! Oh fuck!” O’Leary roared and I felt his seed flood my tight chamber, filling me up. I whimpered and cried out, panting and gasping as his hot seed filled all the tightness of my ass.
     
    “Oh, god, cum in me! Please!” I cried out, pressing my ass further against him, trying to take more and more of him inside of me.
     
    I wanted more and more of it and I squeezing my muscles around him, pumping his thick cock as he finished inside of me.
     
    Finally, he pulled out of me. He collapsed on the bed next to me and in seconds, he was asleep. I sighed and curled up next to him, cum dribbling out of my pussy and ass. I felt punished and used but also somehow content.
     
    No, that was a lie. I would never be content until I had Crow back.
     

 
    Betrayal
     
    I awoke in an empty bed the next morning. I was still naked. O’Leary was nowhere to be seen. His clothes weren’t even on the floor. On shaky feet, I got up and peek out into the living room, where I heard a voice. It was O’Leary, on his phone.
     
    “Yeah, I think I can definitely peg her on Aiding and Abetting. That’ll make her tell us something. I mean, either that or she’ll go to jail for a long, long time. Tell the DA to be a real hard ass on her. I just spent the night with her and let me tell you… If you play rough with her, she’ll crumble real fast.”
     
    He was talking about me. I began to cry. I was going to jail. I didn’t know anything about Crow, about where he had gone besides the fact that he had gone north.
     
    There was no way I could talk my way out of this.
     
    O’Leary entered my room, saw me crying, and must have immediately put it together. He knew that I knew.
     
    “Listen,” he said coldly. “Don’t make this worse for yourself. If you tell me where O’Connor is, we can just forget this whole thing ever happened.”
     
    “I trusted you!” I screamed. “I let you into my house! I let you into my bed!”
     
    “Not my problem,” O’Leary growled. He crossed the room and pushed me down on the bed, getting on top of me. “And now I’m in your bed again. What are you going to do about it?”
     
    I spat in his face. He slapped me. Hard.
     
    I cried out, sobbing. “Help! Help! Rachel! Sarah!”
     
    Those were my roommates but they were both at work already. Since they’re students, they work on Saturday mornings.
     
    “No one can help you, girlie,” O’Leary growled. “And if you’re not going to tell me where Crow is, I can’t make any promises.”
     
    And he slapped me again. And then, his hands made their way down to my tits.
     
    “You sure were a nice fuck,” he grunted, squeezing my soft flesh. His hands felt repulsive now, where once they had been delicious and electric. “I wouldn’t mind have a nothing roll in the hay with you before I go. Why don’t you spread those pretty little legs?”
     
    “No!” I screamed, trying to kick him away but my legs ended up in his arms and he forced them apart.
     
    It was just then that we heard the door to my apartment crash off its hinges. My eyes widened. So did O’Leary’s.
     
    He leapt off of me, drew his pistol, and dashed into the living room. I followed, hoping against hope that what I thought had happened had in fact happened.
     
    And it had.
     
    For, there in the living room, a baseball bat in one hand and a teddy bear impaled with a handgun in the other, stood Crow.
     
    “Get the fuck out of here, pig,” he growled.
     
    O’Leary raised his gun and fired. I screamed but Crow simple turned to the side, taking the bullet in the shoulder. When he turned back, his face was blank and unimpressed.
     
    “Is that all you’ve got,