**Serafina’s Gift**
Story by Pixie Isobella
‘You want us to fuck you, don’t you?’ the cop prompted. ‘Yes,’ I whispered, unable to make my voice sound louder. ‘Good girl,’ murmured the blond officer, his finger still stroking my cheek. ‘Such a very good girl.’ The dark-haired officer stepped forward and I flinched. He was deliberately harsher, meaner. He reached out a hand and grabbed me by the hair, making me squeak in shock. ‘I like searching sluts’ holes,’ he said crudely. ‘You’re going to make it good for me, aren’t you, Serafina?’
‘Serafina’s Gift’ is an erotic MM/f story with stripping, sex with strangers, humiliating language and police officers. If you like this story, please check out my other stories on my creator site at [pixieisobella.com](https://pixieisobella.com).
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The dark-haired officer held me tightly by the hair. ‘You’re going to make it good for me, aren’t you, Serafina?’ His voice was harsh. ‘Get this sack off and show me your boobs.’
I gulped as he let go of my hair and strode away from me to sit down on my couch, his legs spread arrogantly in front of him. The blond-haired cop stepped away from me, to perch himself comfortably leaning against the side of one of my bookcases. His eyes drifted up and down my body, making me feel like I was already naked.
I realised I had a clear path to the front door. I could just walk out and leave them.
I also realised that I didn’t want to.
It was insane but I wanted to take my clothes off for them. I wanted to feel their hands on my body. I wanted to see dirty thoughts in their minds as they looked at me. I wanted to relax and let them do what they wanted to me.
I wanted them to fuck me, bareback and filthy as possible.
The dark-haired one – the mean one – lifted an eyebrow at me and I realised I had been standing still just watching him for over a minute now. His voice was harsh, his eyes cold.
‘Get your tits out, Raffy. Make it nice and slow. I want a show.’
Feeling awkward and uncomfortable, I pulled at the ties on the front of my stretchy crossover top. Suddenly, I felt like I had too many clothes on and they were too hard to remove.
*How was I meant to give him a show? I didn’t even know how to strip in a sexy fashion.*
But looking at him, his eyes fixed on my body, a hungry gleam in them, his lips slightly parted with a slight smile, I realised it didn’t matter. I glanced across at the other officer as I untied the ties on my top. His eyes too were fixed on my breasts, though he looked up and met my eyes when he saw me look towards him.
‘Get them out,’ he said softly, his tone deliberately kind to compensate for the rough words. ‘The sooner you’re naked, the sooner you’ll have a cock inside you.’
I flushed at his words, even more so because they were true. I did want a cock inside me. I was embarrassed to know that I didn’t even care whose cock it was. I just wanted to feel filled, to lose that empty feeling between my legs.
Embarrassed, I kept my eyes down while I pulled the top apart, shrugging my shoulders out of it and letting it drop behind me so I stood there in front of them in my mini skirt and bra. I trembled as I slid my hands inside the stretchy miniskirt to lower it down around my hips and shimmy it down my legs, before stepping out of it.
I felt naked enough already with their eyes on my bra- and panty-clad body. Too late, I had remembered that I was wearing a crotchless g-string today, because it matched the bra I had wanted to wear this morning.
Both of the men’s gazes were on my body, clearly disinterested right now in me as a person. I really didn’t want to take the last protection of my bra off but glancing at the dark-haired cop sitting on the couch, his face hard and unyielding, I knew he was non-negotiable on this.
I reached awkwardly behind me to undo the hooks. It was too easy, it didn’t take nearly long enough before I felt the bra loosen around my body and I knew that if I just shrugged my arms out of the straps, it would drop from my body.
I looked warily across at the dark-haired officer on the couch, suddenly worried as to what would happen next. His colleagues’ words rang in my ears.
*The sooner you’re naked, the sooner you’ll have a cock inside you.*
Neither of the officers looked up as I glanced at them, their eyes were fixed on my breasts. I felt suddenly objectified by their gazes, directly firmly at my nearly naked body.
But I also realised, ruefully, that I had an intense need to please them. I had an intense need to feel their eyes looking at my naked breasts, even though that was absurd because I hadn’t met them before 30 minutes ago and I still didn’t know their names.
I shrugged my arms out of the bra straps and dropped it to my feet, feeling the sudden whoosh of cold air across my boobs.
The blond-haired man whistled loudly and I flushed, wanting suddenly to hide behind my lost clothing.
The dark-haired man just gestured with his hand for me to walk towards him. ‘Come here, Raffy. Leave the g-string where it is. I’ll fuck you with it on.’
I did not know why I walked towards him. It seemed insane.
I didn’t like him shortening my name to Raffy. It seemed as though once I had agreed to fuck them, he decided he didn’t need to be polite to me anymore. I also really didn’t like knowing that soon they would discover just how wet and needy I was between my legs. I flushed internally at the thought.
The dark-haired officer leaned back comfortably on the couch as I walked towards him. ‘Good girl,’ he murmured, sarcastically I thought. ‘Very obedient. Maybe we’ll take you back to the station for a little fun for the blokes. The sergeant would like you.’
The other police officer laughed. ‘It would certainly make overtime more appealing if we had her ready and waiting for us to fuck in the cells.’
He pushed himself away from the bookcase and I tensed in anticipation as he walked steadily towards me. ‘Let’s look at you,’ he murmured as he stroked a hand down the side of my face, using a gentle grip in my hair to turn me to face him. I flushed in embarrassment and then gasped as I felt his hand stroke down my shoulder and arm, and across my breasts.
‘Have you got the toy inside you, Raffy?’ he murmured, his voice soft. ‘Are you hiding it from us? Where shall we look first?’
I gulped as he fondled my breasts, teasing the nipples and groping the soft flesh.
I shook my head, speechless.
‘No? You don’t?’ he murmured softly. ‘But you see, we can’t believe you. Sluts like you lie all the time. And anyway,’ he smirked, closing his hand tightly, almost painfully, around one of my breasts, ‘I don’t really care. Get against the wall.’
The last words were an order, in a harsher tone of voice than I had yet heard him use and I felt myself obeying without thought, guided by his hands to turn away from him. I raised my hands wide and placing them on the wall nearby.
‘Legs apart,’ he said in that same grim voice and I obeyed again, my pussy feeling exposed as I spread my legs wide apart, my hands on the wall. My butt was out from the wall so that I was bending forward, the blond officer’s hand was controlling me on the nape of my neck.
Then I whimpered as the man slid his free hand down the side of my body, caressing my inner thigh before I felt his hard fingers sliding across the wetness between my legs and pushing straight into my cunt.
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