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Cuffed by the cops
(Misty Maiden)

I had been locked in the interrogation room for about an hour now. Ha ha, very funny guys. I was new and I was female, so as a young and female rookie cop I was always going to be subjected to some kind of hazing ritual when I joined the force, especially from the older and more experienced cops.

Well, I could take it. I was a strong minded person, and I knew I could handle all sorts. I would not have made it onto here if it were any other way.

So there I was just sitting at the table where there must have been a million confessions over the years, looking at my reflection in that one way mirror, when the key turned in the lock, the door opened, and in walked the grizzled veteran that was Sergeant Hicks, and two officers who I knew as Riggs and Blain.

"Very funny guys", I rose to my feet with a smile on my face. I thought it was best to maintain a humorous demeanour, to show that I could take it. 

"I'm glad you have a sense of humour rookie", said Sergeant Hicks. "I wonder if you'll be able to maintain it over the next half hour or so, when we handcuff you, face fuck you, ram you with a nightstick, gangbang the holy hell out of you, then take a piss all over that hot young body of yours while we're at it. What do you say to that? Hmm, it looks like the rookie isn't laughing anymore boys."

He was right, the smile had dropped right off my face, and I was wondering if I had heard him correctly. Then it occurred to me that he was joking, this was all part of the humour in the force. They weren't actually going to tie me up, gangbang and piss all over me, it was just talk to scare me a little, test my mettle so to speak.

"Yeah, sure guys." I made for the door, looking forward to getting on with some real police work. They all stood to one side as if to let me past. But just as I walked in between them, Riggs and Blain seized hold of my arms, pulled them behind my back, and then I felt-and heard-the cold steel of handcuffs snap around my wrists.