He was holding her now with both hands, his long thick fingers digging into her forearms. She winced, blanching as she felt his knees pressing against the insides of hers, forcing her thighs apart. Her cuntal walls buckled as more hot juice seeped from her jagged fuckslot and wet down her panties. Glancing down, she caught the unmistakable outline of his prick running down his right leg.

"Sorry won't go here, Laurie. You've got to pay for everything," he said, a cruel smile crossing his face.

He pushed her back roughly, sending her crashing into the leather seat she had been in so comfortably moments ago. The push was more than she had ever expected. Shaking the hair from her eyes, she watched in shock as he unbuttoned his white shirt, puffing off the tie and shrugging the garment from his broad shoulders. Laurie shook her head from side to side, her lips parting in a small O while she gripped the armrests tightly with both sets of fingers.

He opened his belt. Laurie started to jump from the seat a second time when she saw him raise one hand above his head.

"No!"

The cry came too late. She watched the arm slash through the air like a saber, cutting the shadows in a broad swath while his palm and fingers slapped hard against her right cheek.

Laurie slumped against the chair, her head snapping to the left from the force of the blow while her long hair splashed over her face. Stars exploded behind her eyelids while her legs tangled over one another. How her face stung hotly from the slap. And then there were those fingers again holding her, pushing her down against the front end of the chair. Blinking her eyes clear, the teen saw something long and thick and dark purple bobbing in front of her face. It was his cock. The Lieutenant had pulled it from his trousers and was jabbing it against her mouth. Laurie screamed, pulling back while struggling against his big hands holding her firmly against the chair.