A 36th Dirty Sexed Precinct Tale: Bloody Christmas   
      
   By The Purvv (M/f, non-con, pedo, rape, viol, IR)   
      
   Note from the author: This story of two perverted cops amusing   
   themselves with a dead body and then with the victim's child is my least   
   favorite. It's a mean story the author DOES NOT recommend for his   
   regular readers. Yet it's posted here knowing that sometimes truth is   
   stranger than fiction.   
      
   Prologue   
      
   It has been called the 'Blue Wall of Silence', a dirty little secret   
   that is not even discussed within the precincts themselves. Although   
   those that engage in it never speak about it, it is nonetheless   
   practiced by nearly 100% of the police officers in this country.   
      
   Simply put, it means that if another officer does something against the   
   law and it is found out, it is not acted upon nor commented upon by   
   fellow officers. And when one of their own gets caught with his or her   
   hands in the cookie jar, none of the others will come forward saying   
   that they knew of the problem or that they would be willing to testify   
   against a 'brother' officer.   
      
   Every police department in the world has its incompetents and misfits.   
   There are thieves, burglars, rapists and even murderers in the midst of   
   some departments. Thankfully, for the rest of us, they only number less   
   than 1% of the police. Of course, when they are found out by outside   
   authorities they are dealt with, but all too often not in the courts.   
   Usually they will simply be quietly fired. Rarely are they ever arrested.   
      
   The City of Gourdian has a unique way of dealing with these police   
   officers. They are usually banished to the 36th (Dirty Sexed) Precinct.   
      
   These pages have revealed some of the stories surrounding these 'bad'   
   policemen, but this is probably the most bizarre.   
      
   'Family Dispute'   
      
   Bill Muller and John Pope were teamed as Radio Car partners for the   
   better part of five years. Prior to that each of them had been   
   investigated by Internal Affairs and although nothing could prove them   
   guilty as charged in the complaints of sexual abuse against them, there   
   certainly was enough suspicion to transfer them out of their individual   
   precincts and to send them off to the '36th'.   
      
   Once they were teamed they not only became partners, they also became   
   good friends. The two families became very close and Bill and John drank   
   and caroused around together; even during their off-duty time. At work,   
   they each had their odd moments and even if one of them did not   
   participate, he would always ignore any wrongdoing by his partner.   
      
   Christmas Eve was their first day of work back after three days off and   
   they were now working on the midnight shift. It was a Thursday.   
      
   About 1 AM, they were dispatched to investigate a call of a 'family   
   dispute' at an apartment complex in the Watercourse Section of town.   
   When they arrived at the apartment in question, 9-year-old Debbie   
   Hollins let them in. The young black girl was crying hysterically as she   
   pointed to her mother who lay on the kitchen floor. The older woman was   
   very naked...and very dead!   
      
   Debbie told them that her mother had been fighting with her boyfriend,   
   who apparently stabbed her to death and then fled.   
      
   The officers sent the child into the bedroom while they examined the body.   
      
   Before coming to work both Bill and John had stopped and had a few   
   holiday drinks, so they were already feeling a trite silly. Although   
   murders were rare to them they were not totally foreign, they had seen   
   their share. At least once every six months or so these officers   
   encountered a dead body in the line of duty.   
      
   "How'd you like to fuck that?" Bill teased his partner, referring to the   
   well-shaped naked body lying on the floor.   
      
   They both laughed at the 'joke', and as they continued checking things   
   and taking notes, Bill suddenly recognized the dead woman as a   
   prostitute whom he had once arrested; who had at least on one occasion   
   taken on three guys at one time.   
      
   He put his foot between the legs of the body and pushed them further   
   apart. "I know this one," he said. "I locked her up a while ago. Let me   
   tell you, her cunt is so big that you could stick your whole head in there."   
      
   John feigned high indignation. "You can stick your head in there; I'm   
   not gonna put mine in!" he smiled and both men giggled and chuckled.   
      
   Bill then lowered his nightstick, putting it on the corpse's pussy and   
   said, "What's wrong with this? Wouldn't you want to eat it?" At the same   
   time he was talking, he moved the head of the baton gently along the   
   slit. Suddenly a perverted idea came to him and he added, "She could've   
   taken a cock as big as this stick and she would have loved it. She   
   probably had bigger even...Look."   
      
   With some perverse humor, he pushed the tip into the entrance of the   
   dead woman's hole. He delighted at the shocked look on his partner's face.   
      
   "Don't...Are you crazy?" John whispered, obviously surprised, but not   
   really opposed. His protest was actually meant as a form of a challenge,   
   prodding his partner to go further.   
      
   "Nah, this is nothing. Watch," Bill said as he slowly pushed the   
   nightstick into the dead woman's pussy, pushing it in at least 10   
   inches. As he did so, he happened to see activity at his partner's   
   crotch. With the nightstick inside of the body, Bill looked down with   
   interest at the tent that had formed in John's pants. There was no doubt   
   that his partner had a hard-on.   
      
   Bill was now curious. He looked at his partner with intense interest and   
   at the same time pulled the baton back slowly, almost tantalizingly, out   
   of the cunt. John was obviously highly interested and Bill sensed that   
   his partner was becoming excited.   
      
   Again, he pushed the stick deep into the corpse, this time probably   
   reaching 12 inches inside. Again he pulled back. John's eyes were   
   riveted to the nightstick as Bill then began to push it in and pull it   
   out of the pussy with a certain rhythm.   
      
   "See? I told you." Bill said quietly. Then, as he stroked the stick in   
   and out he added, "She loves cock...Look..." He continued fucking the   
   body with the stick and his partner's arousal was obviously increasing,   
   as John's breathing was labored, and sweat had broken out on his   
   forehead and upper lip.   
      
   Bill continued shoving in and out. "Why don't you fuck her John? Your   
   cock is as big as this, isn't it? And look how she likes big cock."   
      
   Although he was teasing, he could see that his partner's brain had   
   crossed over to the other side of the road. He continued with his   
   ramming of the nightstick deep inside and back out of the dead cunt and   
   watched as his partner began to absentmindedly squeeze on his inflamed cock.   
      
   Bill considered stopping but he decided against it. He wondered if he   
   could get John so worked up that he would jerk off in front of him.   
      
      
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