1. Street Cop


    Date: 9/8/2015, Categories: Fiction, Death, Drug, Male/Female, Murder, Necrophilia, Snuff, Violence, Author: Vile Kyle, Rating: 52.9, Source: sexstories.com

    killing a man gave her a sexual charge but it always did. Glancing at the bulge in his jeans she shook her head sadly. "What a waste," she thought. Gunshots are common in South Central LA but the roar of Barbara's .45 brought more than a few calls to 911 from frightened residents. In a few minutes Barbara was standing in the spotlight of a patrol car holding up her badge. "You sure made hamburger out of that guy," one of the officers commented looking at the bloody mess on the sidewalk. "What kind of firepower are you packing?" "Enough to do the job," Barbara replied tersely. Soon the night was full of flashing red lights and blaring speakers as cop cars and emergency vehicles arrived on the scene. A crowd gathered and police barriers were set up to keep the morbid curiosity seekers away. "Carlos Mendez was a wanted felon and a drug addict," The watch commander told Barbara, "You did the streets a favor by blowing him away." A tall well-dressed man put his arm around Barbara and pulled her close. "You did well tonight, can I give you a lift somewhere?" he asked nodding to a long black limousine parked next to the squad cars. "That's all right, thanks anyway but I need a chance to walk and clear my head." "Only the Captain could get away with that," one of the men commented quietly as the tall man gave Barbara a big hug and then let her walk into the shadows. "I hear they're an item," an officer replied with a wise look on his face. Barbara felt the sting of light rain on her ...
    face as she quickened her pace down a dirty side street. "The syndicate would never order a professional hit on a cop," She kept telling herself, "They know better than that! So what happened tonight?" ________________________________________ When Pedro saw red lights and emergency vehicles he decided to take a detour. Down a side street at high speed he killed his headlights and looked for a way around the action. He knew that if the cops saw him he would be stopped and they would surely find his cargo of crack. Not looking where he was going he was surprised when a heavy object hit his windshield and went clear over the car. He slammed on the brakes and backed up to where a dark object lay in the street. When he saw a woman sprawled on the wet pavement he nearly jumped back in his car and drove off. Her purse was open and a gun, a badge and a big wad of money lay beside her. "Oh shit, now what have I done," he thought, "I'd better get rid of the evidence or I'll be busted for sure. Besides, I wonder how much money she has." The woman was still breathing but didn't look good. Her breath came in ragged gasps and he could hear a kind of gurgling sound in her chest. She seemed to be unconscious but her body was twisting on the ground and moved when he touched her. Pedro tried to pick up Barbara's trembling form but she was far too heavy for the five foot two inch Latin. The best he could do was drag her so he got a firm grip on her wrists and pulled. With a passenger door open ...
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