“I know it’s a cliché, but who cares? Who doesn’t love a hot cop costume?” Katie always loved Halloween for the ghost stories and goblins, but as she grew up, the excuse to dress as slutty as she dared was an added bonus. As she pulled the dark blue booty shorts up and ties her matching top, she knew she’d be getting plenty of attention at the big holiday gala.
The little brunette wasn’t wrong. Dancing with her friends, she catches quite a few eyes on her. Ghouls looking down her low-cut cleavage, masked demons obviously checking her out from sunglasses down to her fishnet covered calves, their limited vision making them be even more obvious.
Only two really creeped her out. A pair of plague doctors seemed to lurk around the edge of the party. They never seem to speak to anyone. Never take their leather beaked masks off. No drinks. No dancing. The mere sight of the robed masked men makes her shudder, but it’s nothing a shot won’t fix.
The more she drinks, the more Katie embraces the night. A dance with a pirate leads to her cuffing him. “Metal cuffs? You went all out!” Sher gives him a wicked smile. “You’re damn right, now spread them, you scurvy dog.” She pats him down as he laughs. Her hands rub over his chest and around his back.
“Oh, you found me booty!” the boy chuckles nervously as she squeezes. She bites her tongue and moves her hands around front. She smirks, “And your peg leg.” Leaning in, she seductively purrs in his ear, “Meet me out back and I’ll let you earn your freedom.”
Katie takes her handcuffs and leaves the party with a smile. She giggles as she stumbles, the alcohol giving her a good buzz as she heads out behind the arts center hosting the party. She finds the loading dock and waits under the light, taking a moment to adjust her tight fighting costume while looking in a mirror mounted for truckers. It isn’t long before there is a shadow in the distance.
“Come here and be my prisoner!” She laughs. Her sunglasses make it too difficult to see her man coming, so she slides them off. That’s when she notices not one, but two figures. The cloaked men step into the light, making Katie reeling surprise. “I’m sorry, I thought you were someone else.” The bird-shaped leather masks don’t look away from her. Katie swallows nervously and tries to look one of them in the eyes only to find nothing but blackness in the eyeholes. “Come on, guys. I’m waiting for someone else.”
A leather glove finds Katie’s throat. “Stop it!” she shouts as she swats it away. The second figure holds up his staff, a black rod with a winged hourglass. The little cop is grabbed by the arm as the ornament is pressed to her ribs. A sudden surge of electricity sends a searing jolt of pain through her dropping her to her knees. Silently, one plague doctor grabs her by the chest, pulling her up before groping her tits through her uniform. The tight top is quickly pulled open letting the leather roam over her goosebump covered breasts as the other silent figure stares ominously at her. The staring monster prods her legs with his staff making Katie spread them in fear. It doesn’t stop him from sending another seizing bolt of electricity through her before pulling his slit robe open to reveal her fear.
Katie is spun around in a whirl and bent over the edge of the dock. A staff is pressed to her neck holding her still as strong hands pull her shorts down and rip her fishnets. Without a sound, the doctor mounts her. She sobs as she feels the thick meat of the plague doctor drive into her. “Stop! Please!” She looks up with pain and fear in her eyes only to meet nothingness. Nothing but dark eyes and an expressionless beak of the second doctor looking down on her. The raping doctor pumps into her tearing into her pussy.
As much as the thick cock hurts, it is the silence that terrorized her. No moan. No threats. Just a slight sound of heavy deliberate breathing as he thrusts. “No! Help me!” Another shock goes through her, making her pussy pulse around the raping cock. It just makes if feel harder inside her as the raping figure pounds her harder and faster. There’s no mercy as he grabs her by the hair and ravishes her harder than she could imagine until she feels the twitching and spasming inside. He barely lets out a shudder as he explodes inside her shooting rope after rope in an orgasm that seems to last forever.
The raped brunette barely gets to feel the demon seed leaking down her thigh before she is grabbed by the neck and pulled onto the concrete landing of the dock. The second doctor looks down at the kneeling police slut and splits the lower part of his robe. It reveals his cock, thick and veiny. It drips precum as he uses his staff as a hook to pull her closer. As he grabs her hair, Katie knows she has no choice. She opens wide and takes it.
The thick cock fills her mouth quickly. This figure is no more expressive than the other. Outside of a twitch in the thick shaft, there is no reaction visible or audible from the cold, creepy mask, no matter how much she looks up with muffled pleas. The man grips her hair and thrusts against her tonsils leaving his musk on her tongue as he uses her.
She doesn’t notice the staff against her until the strongest bolt yet surges through her. It feels like her heart is going to explode as every muscle seizes. Even her jaw clenches, biting hard against the cock invading her mouth. Still, not so much as a peep from her attacker. Instead, he seems to grow harder, thicker, and even longer. The strong hands on her head pull her closer and drive him into her throat. It catches her off guard setting only off a panic.
Her hands pound against his thighs as she chokes. No reaction. As her chest burns, she pulls back only to find those hands too strong. The thick cock plugs her throat as she squirms and fight. Her face is burning and arms trembling as he is unrelenting, thrusting in short strokes to keep her breathless. Her head is spinning in a mix of fear and desperation as her face is fucked cruelly. She’s on the verge of passing out when he pulls out and silently paints her face in a thick sheen of jizz.
It’s almost three in the morning when the little brunette is found. “Katie! What happened!” She sits up gingerly, realizing that her shorts are still around her ankles. Katie feels sick with a hangover as she struggles with a sore head and stiff body. “I came back here to meet that guy, but…It…it was those plague doctors. They grabbed me and…”
“Plague doctors? What plague doctors?”
“The two creepy ones that were lurking around the party.”
“I don’t remember any plague doctors. Do you, Jill?”
It just leaves the young lover of the macabre confused as she is gingerly taken home to put her costumes away for another year.