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Cornered Officer (Caitlyn - LoL)	By : Red Category: +G through L > League of Legends Views: 2561 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is purely fantasy, rape/non-consent is NEVER acceptable in reality. I have no affiliation with Riot Games, own none of their content/characters, and am making no money off this :(

Chapter List
- 1-Stillwater Hold
- 2-A "Proper" Woman
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After several tense moments of walking, the party came to a stop. Caitlyn was placed on her feet. She felt her cuffed wrists being pulled to the ceiling by some unseen chains. The tension in the chains were increased until Caitlyn was forced to bend over, her shoulders painfully stretched behind her back and her wrists raised slightly above her head. Then, a heavy-sounding table was dragged in front of her. Rough hands pressed her down against it, evoking a groan as her shoulders strained against the chains. In this bent-over position, Caitlyn's short dress barely covered her shapely, round ass. Lengths of rope secured Caitlyn's ankles to opposing legs of the table, forcing her legs apart and causing her dress to bunch up a little higher on her hips. From here, one could catch arousing glimpses of the black lace thong she wore as she leaned against the table. Then, the bag was pulled off her head. Even in this dimly lit room, Caitlyn could make out countless inmates standing around her in a massive circle. It seemed like every one of the The Morgue's missing inmates had found his or her way here. This was unreal. This could not be happening. This could not- A hand grasped the restrained officer's throat, cutting off her thoughts and expelling a gasp from her mouth. The moment it opened, a rusty ring gag was stuffed inside and secured tightly around the back of her head. A few rough slaps to her face followed by some raucous laughter flushed the woman's cheeks with shame. Here was Caitlyn, Piltover's most exalted officer tied strappado in the middle of a crowd of the city's wildest, cruelest, and probably horniest criminals. A slight sob racked her body as a thin trail of drool dribbled down her chin from her forced-open mouth.
"Take it away, Mark!"
Caitlyn recognized the man who had ragdolled her so easily earlier as he walked towards the spectacle in the middle of the room. Mark, or so his name was, grabbed a fistful of her flowing, midnight-blue hair and pulled her head back to face the excited crowd.
"Today marks the beginning of our vengeance on every pompous bastard up above for locking us down here to rot like meat. And what better way to kick this off than with this fresh cut of Piltover's finest, sluttiest, ass!"
Mark punctuated the last word with a hard slap on the helpless woman's nearly-exposed rear, eliciting a squeal through her gag. The room erupted in lewd hollers and the sickening sounds of flesh slapping flesh. Mark circled around the table as if to assess his prey, or perhaps he was simply deciding which hole he wanted to use first. Moving clockwise, Mark exited Caitlyn's field of view clad in his grey prison jumpsuit. Caitlyn strained her neck as far right as she could, trying to keep Mark in her vision. Then, her head snapped back left as she came face to face with his massive, throbbing cock; his grey jumpsuit nowhere to be seen.
"Time to make use of those pretty lips of yours."
Caitlyn eyes widened in fear as she began thrashing her head wildly. She tugged at the chains holding her wrists and bucked wildly against the table, but the chains held firm and her ankles remained fastened.
"What's the matter? First taste of cock for a proper lady like you?"
Mark moved intentionally slowly, enjoying the pathetic sight of the trussed woman's struggling. But eventually, he grabbed her head with his massive hands, aligned his shaft with the ring in her mouth, and completely filled Caitlyn's mouth with half of his enormous member in one thrust. Tears of embarassment and shame accumulated in Caitlyn's long eyelashes. Clearly unsatisfied, Mark grabbed two fistfuls of the bound officer's hair and began hammering the back of her throat, determined to force his way through the tight passage.
"GLUKK GLUKK GLUKKK"
The once-proud officer couldn't believe she was capable of such whorish sounds. After a few thrusts, she almost almost wished that her throat would just loosen up if it meant a sooner end to her torment. Fortunately, she didn't have to wait long. A particularly strong thrust from Mark pushed past her throat, her last line of oral defense breached. With a particularly sadistic smile, Caitlyn's tormentor slowly slid the remaining half of his cock down her gullet. The sights and sensations were otherworldly. Clearly having never deepthroated before, Caitlyn's gag reflex caused her to spasm wildly in an attempt to push out the massive intrusion. Saliva coated the base of Mark's shaft and ran freely down her chin. Onlookers could see the way Caitlyn's eyes bulged and rolled back, and the clear impression of Mark's cock created by tight sleeve of Caitlyn's throat. Each spasm from Caitlyn caused her gullet to squeeze down on Mark's cock, as if begging it to release. All the while Caitlyn sobbed in silence, deprived of even the ability the cry out as her orifice was tightly plugged. Finally, the spasms were too pleasurable. Mark shoved himself as deep as he could with one final push before emptying a massive load in Caitlyn's esophagus. Mark pulled out as he continued to cum, coating the weeping woman's tongue with several splurts of semen. Caitlyn gasped loudly for air... before violently coughing up the fluids she just inhaled. The cycle of desperate lungfuls of air followed by intense choking fits continued for awhile. With every cough, a mixture of saliva, semen, and tears dripped from her pretty, once-virgin mouth in long, viscous strands. The other inmates seemed very pleased with the display and voiced their approval through lewd remarks about the captive female. Mark walked around to Caitlyn's rear. Without even lifting the hem of her skirt, he began rubbing his calloused fingers against her clitoris through her undergarments. Even in her disgraced state, Caitlyn couldn't help but notice how wet she was becoming. She had touched herself before, but it had felt nothing like this. All sensations of pleasure were suddenly replaced with panic as her black thong was ripped clean off her ass. At the sight of this, the crowd erupted.
"Strip her!! Strip the whore!!"
"Just one more hole and the rest is yours," Mark assured the frenzied crowd.
Caitlyn's thoughts swam.
Huh?? One more hole?? There's no way he can ejaculate again after a climax like that!
It didn't matter; there was a more pressing issue - which of her two remaining virgin holes was Mark going to take? Between her moistened snatch or her tight rear, Caitlyn knew which would hurt less. Slightly less. But it was a vulnerable time of the month for her and the thought of impregnation by these vile men was almost enough to make her puke. She could only hope that her the sight of her shapely ass that all-too-often caught the attention of her coworkers would catch Mark's eye as well. A prodding at her front entrance revealed that she would have no such luck. Sore as she was, Caitlyn tugged madly against her bindings. For all her effort, her tied, heeled ankles and her sore, cuffed wrists budged little if at all.
"Exicited, aren't you? Must be a first, in which case I'll make this count!"
"Nghh, NghhH!! NGHHHH!!!" Caitlyn begged unintelligibly, drool and semen flying from her parted lips as she shook her head violently.
Her pleas fell on deaf ears. Mark grabbed the tied-down woman firmly by her slender hips, squeezing hard enough to leave imprints. Without warning, he sheathed most of his length inside of her in one cruel thrust, the fluids from Caitlyn's previous oral violation and her own wetness proving to be enough lubricant. To Mark's suprise, there was no blood. Caitlyn's hymen must've already been torn at some point in her years of intensive training. Regardless, Caitlyn's pitiful sobbing and pleading betrayed that tell it must've been her first time.
"SHUT IT, BITCH!!!"
Mark released his hold on her hips. He reached around her restrained wrists and grabbed a lock of her hair, pulling her head back and breaking up her weeping with a pained whimper. The crowd whooped and hollered, pleased with the clear sight of the beauty's face as it was ruthlessly ravaged from behind. Mark didn't do it for the crowd, though. Picking Caitlyn's slightly wet thong off the table, he shoved it through the ring of her gag, further muffling her feeble cries until only a black strip of cloth hung suggestively out of the ring. With the trussed tramp nicely silenced, Mark picked up the pace. Again and again he rammed her from behind, easily filling her rather small vagina with only part of his member. As he brushed up against the entrance of Caitlyn's cervix, Mark smiled. There was nothing quite as satisyfing as breaking through a slut's tight canal, and he had more than enough length to do it. The victim wasn't nearly as pleased with this sensation, as tears rolled down her face and muffled whimpers and moans escaped her lewd gag. Yet despite her displeasure, Mark could tell through the slight twitching in her pussy that she was on the brink of orgasm. A moment later, Caitlyn came. Her orgasm hit so hard that she went completely limp, her body held up only by her wrists chained behind her and Mark's firm hold on her hair. Caitlyn's face flushed and her body convulsed uncontrollably as she half-screamed, half-moaned unabashedly into her gag. A gush of fluids shot out from her snatch and ran down Mark's length before dripping onto the floor.
"HA! A proper woman?! More like a proper whore!!"
Mark's degrading went almost completely unacknowledged by Caitlyn, the sensations so overwhelming for her. The convulsing of Caitlyn's pussy on Mark's shaft suddenly made him aware of how close he was to climaxing himself. Indeed, the sensation of fucking such a hot, trussed-up officer was far too arousing. With one final push, Mark shoved his length deep into Caitlyn's cervix and came, his hips finally meeting hers. He thrust into her so hard that Caitlyn had the wind knocked from her as she was pinned to the table by Mark's dick in her pussy. Mark kept his rod lodged deep inside of her as Caitlyn sobbed. He came endlessly inside of her as Caitlyn sobbed. He pulled out of her with a wet plop as their bodily fluids mixed and flowed down the inside of her legs; and Caitlyn, the sheriff of Piltover, sobbed and sobbed and sobbed.
"As promised, gentlemen, the rest is yours!!"
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