dildo to work inside him, and I took a long time doing so. It had an extra bulbous mushroom head on it, so there was no buildup of strain as it moved up his canal—the biggest was always right up front.

Hank was straining and grunting and groaning through the experience, but I could tell that he was with me on this, that this was exactly what he wanted and that was keeping him on edge. I was getting excited now too. The way he was straining back, there was a shelf at his waist above his big, round butt cheeks, and when I’d gotten the dildo all the way in, I hiked my right leg up onto this shelf and nestled closely into Hank. My now-engorged cock was rubbing up against his left hip, and I knew he was aware of it there. My right hand held the dildo inside his ass and corkscrewed it inside him and slowly churned it in and out, while I wrapped my other arm around him and my left hand pinched on his nipple clamps and stroked down to his cock and balls and gave them some more attention. I kissed and nuzzled his shoulder blades while he trembled underneath me, a background of pain swept over with intense pleasure.

He came in my hand then in a prodigious fountain of pent-up man sex.

I untied and pulled the gag from his mouth and ripped the clamps off his nipples. Free to speak, he told me through gasps and groans that the dildo was awesome but that he wanted me to fuck him with my own cock, that he had wanted my cock inside him for some time.

But I hadn’t ungagged him to hear this. I had wanted him free to scream through the next procedure—to be able to tell me if and when he really couldn’t endure any more.

I lifted my leg off the small of his back and slowly pulled the dildo out—but when I could see the rim of the mushroom head, I plunged it back in up to the hilt. Hank threw his head back and screamed at the ceiling, but I covered his mouth in a brutal kiss, as I pumped the dildo deep inside him for another thirty seconds. I could feel his knees going to rubber, and I pulled the dildo all the way out and threw it to the side.

"Now you," Hank gasped. "Now your cock inside me. That ring through the head. I want to feel that ring deep inside me."

"Eventually," I whispered in his ear. "First some police work, though."

He felt me pulling his billy club out of the equipment belt that still encircled his waist, and he started to moan and hiccup in fear.

"No, man. Not that. Please."

I lathered the belly club up and leaned my mouth back to just inches from his ear.

"I’ve heard you’ve used this in perps before," I whispered. "Haven’t you ever wondered how it felt?"

"No, no, Lance. Not that. NO! A-u-g-g-h!"

The billy club wasn’t nearly as thick or as long as the dildo had been, but, although it also was rubberized, it also wasn’t as flexible as the dildo, so it could only go straight up his canal.

"Oh Gawd, oh Gawd, Ah, FUCK!"

"Precisely," I said in a deep-throated voice, now on the edge myself. "I wonder if the perp who owns this place ever let his victims scream like you