He supped the last of his pint, wiping the froth from his mouth before leaving his friends to head home for the night. Jack picked up his jacket and walked through the bar door to find his car. He was 34, 5'9 in height with an athletic build he definitely worked out, but still had a bit of a beer belly look when he wasn't holding it in definitely someone you wouldn't kick out of bed with his thick black hair, dark 5 o'clock shadow and baby blue eyes. He spotted a lonely police man in the corner of the car park, his gaze fixed on the pub door 'Evening Officer' he shouted across uncomfortably as he got to his car door.

Something wasn't quite right tonight, his car had just been valeted earlier that day, and was clean when he left it. There was some kind of foamy residue trailing down the drivers side window and door, still dripping down to the floor. Jack couldn't quite work out what it was, leaning in and smelling a slightly pungent vanilla and off milk stench he looked at the floor that was covered in a thick yellow and white foamy substance.

'Excuse me officer, have you got a second?' he ushered the police man over to him, and was looking less than impressed as he reached Jacks car. As he got to the car door, he walked right up to Jack, almost menacingly, before stopping with his left boot straight into the foamy mess. 'And what can I help you with tonight then sir' the officer barked at Jack, who was a little too close for comfort. 'Well can't you see the mess my car is in have you been here all night? Did you see who did this?'. The officer looked at the car, then back at Jack as he lifted his finger, scraped some of the foamy substance from the window up to the roof. His hand now covered in the goo brought it up to his nose before sniffing it and flicking it down at the ground, hitting both their legs. 'No, it must have been like this all night sir' The officer then lifted his hand up to Jacks mouth, running his foamy finger across his lips, wiping off some of the beer froth he had missed at the bar 'had a drink tonight?' asked the officer 'erm just a bitter shandy officer I'll be on my way' as he wiped his mouth clean, tasting some of the off foam the officer just wiped on his lips. 'Well you drive safe' he said as he lifted his foot out of the mess, shaking it and spattering Jacks leg in the process before walking back over to his car.

Jack was feeling seriously creeped out, but nevertheless just wanted to clean up his car and get out of there. He grabbed an ice scraper from the car and wiped away most of the foamy crap from his car before getting in and driving away, the officer still stood at his car, watching Jack through the rear view mirror as he left.

He lived out in the countryside, and usually loved the dark winding roads as he got away from the hustle and bustle of the local town and towards his village. Tonght was different, something just didn't feel right. He looked in the mirror but nothing to be seen, just the odd car travelling towards him and zooming past. Jack put his foot down and increased his speed, he just wanted to get home and sort his car out before going to bed. He knew the roads like the back of his hand, and was on a 3 mile straight so opened the car up to 65mph, then 70, then 75

As if from nowhere, blue and red lights sprung into action right behind him with a set of headlights to follow. 'FUCK' he yelled into the car as he had to hit the breaks, slowing down gently to a stop and pulling over at the side of the road. He hit his steering wheel as he waited for an officer to approach. He looked out to his right and jumped, as the officer from the pub was staring through his window.

'Turn off your engine and get out of your car' barked the officer, with the same stern look and tone in his voice from earlier. 'Sorry officer I didn' 'I said turn off the engine and get out of your car' he said again, with an even more stern voice. Jack gulped as he had a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach, he turned off the engine and reached for the handle. The officer beat him to it and opened the door, grabbing his arm and 'helping' him get out.

The officer was about 6ft, his hair covered by the police helmet and difficult to work out his body type underneath the full police uniform. His boot was still white and yellow from the foamy moment earlier on at the pub. He was stronger than Jack had thought, as he was pinned up against the bonnet of his car, his body bent over the bonnet with his hands behind his back, his legs apart he struggled to move. 'So sir we meet again, I wish it was under better circumstance' followed by a sinister laugh. 'I'm so sorry officer, I was just trying to get home qui' Jack was trying to resolve the situation, badly! 'Wellsir I think you've had a bit much to drink. First you see some white gunk on your car, now I find you speeding down country lanes.. I'd better take you in before it gets any worse.' Jack kept quiet as he heard the officer getting his cuffs. The officer had positioned Jacks hands against his crotch to keep them in place while he was restraining him. He thought about squeezing hard to get away from the officer, but didn't dare, thinking that it would just make things worse. He felt one of the cuffs being pushed against his wrist, and the officer seemed to be enjoying it, with a definite growth in the palm of his hand. 'Well, that's just going against you sir abusing an officer of the law' as he pushed his growing cock into Jacks hands, grinding against him. Jack was feeling scared, but also quite turned on at the same time the brief glimpse of the officer he got he was quite attracted to his facial features, and was getting a growth of his own.

Jack was fully cuffed and being bustled into the officers' car. He didn't dare say a word, as the officer seemed hell bent on throwing the book at him tonight. His boner showing through the dark jeans he had on tonight, with the start of a damp patch showing through as he was ushered into the car. He was pushed onto the back seat, as the officer went round the front and pushed the seat right back, almost crushing Jack in. The officer went into the boot, rustling around before slamming it shut and standing over Jack in the back, his face pressed up against his. Jack could feel his breath on his cheek as he asked if he was 'comfortable', Jack was still feeling eerily aroused as he felt the warmth of the officers crotch against his leg, he nodded nervously. 'Well sir I'm taking you away from here and somewhere to keep you safe for the evening.' He threw a few items onto Jacks lap and picked up a thick leather blindfold, brushing his hand against Jacks crotch, looking into his eyes and raising his eyebrows. He grabbed a gag from his lap, holding it against Jacks mouth 'This is all for your comfort and safetysir' he said as he leaned in to tie the gag tightly. Jack looked around, and saw some discarded cans of whipped cream to his left. He tried to shout as the officer placed a thick leather blindfold over his eyes and put earplugs in. It all went quiet.

The car finally stopped, it seemed like forever, Jack was completely in a world of his own. He felt the cold air as the car door opened and the officer grabbed his arm. Jack was lifted out of the car, and slumped over the officers back, his cock still semi erect and pressing into his back. He felt the sensation of going down as the officer went down some stairs, finally putting Jack onto the floor.

His shoes and socks were removed, placing his bare feet on a cold surface with what felt like a grate underneath him. His jeans were removed, revealing his thick hairy thighs and precum soaked tight briefs. Jack could feel the heat of the officers body pressing up against his as one by one his arms were freed, and then hoisted up above his head. He felt the officer remove the gag, allowing him to take some much needed deep breaths. 'Please just let me go, I won't say anyt' the officer kissed him before he could finish. It was such a deep kiss, he could taste the officer in him and he liked it, he got harder against the officers growing crotch. Jacks blindfold was removed, his eyes slowly adjusting from the pitch black. His eyes slowly opened to reveal where he was. It was a dimly lit room, felt like a basement. Above him was a metal peg, with his hands tied to it. Underneath him was a drain, like one you would see in wet room. He could see the officer bent over in front of him, digging around on a trolley. His arse nicely filled out his cop uniform, his shirt just showing enough of a gap to see his crack.

The officer stood up, took off his jacket, revealing a tight bright white shirt, slightly damp around his armpits. Behind him stood a hostess trolley, he couldn't quite make out what was on top. He pushed the trolley closer, bringing it into Jacks view. He could see it was full of what looked like cream pies, various shapes and colours. Jack had a better view of the officer now, stood in his white shirt, his trousers with some of the spatter from earlier round his ankles. He was a good 6ft with cropped blonde hair, features that a model would be proud of, definite Netherlands origin.

Jack started to plead with the officer 'Look, I don't know what you think I've done.. but I think for both our sakes you should let me g' he was stopped in his tracks with the officer picking up a bright yellow and cream custard pie. 'Wait what' he exclaimed as the officer held it up to Jacks face. 'The situation we have heresir is that you are in my interview room, and we have some questions to get through' Jack was looking nervous as the pie edged closer, with the cream firmly touching his chin. 'So here's the deal you answer my questions if you lie you get pie if you tell the truth, then I'll let you pie me, before I put you in custody for the evening'. Jack nodded, undecided whether he was scared, incredibly turned on, or a little bit of both.

'What time did you leave the Blacksmiths in the town tonight?' he asked, with the pie lingering near Jacks face 'hmm I think it was about 5 past 11 you saw me' he replied. The officer lowered the pie to chest level, and stepped back. Jack sighed with relief, closing his eyes, knowing that he got the question right all this would be over. He took a breath, and suddenly heard a whooshing sound as the officer slammed the pie right into his face. It felt like a gooey explosion the custard and cream quite cold to the touch, hitting his nose and following through to his face. He could feel the gooey mess heavily dripping down his chest and over his shoulders. 'I think it was closer to ten past' as the officer wiped Jacks eyes.

'Just how much did you have to drink tonightsir' Jack was still recovering from the shock of the cold sloppy pie to his face, which was still dripping down the previously clean t-shirt he was wearing that night. He didn't want to have to go through that again so thought he should answer truthfully. 'Well, officer I I I had two bitter shandys' the officer had a blue coloured pie in his hands this time as he lifted up Jacks t-shirt with his free hand. Jack looked on in horror as the officer wasn't easing up. 'But .. I answered you' he squealed as his t-shirt was lifted over his head, revealing his furry chest. 'But you told me you only had one pint earlier.. and by the way love the nipple ring, I hear they're quite sensitive' as he gently caressed the ring. The officer held the pie against his belly, gently pressing into him and smearing all over his torso. It felt good, he was getting used to the cool feeling and groaned as the gooey sensation reached his upper body area.

'What speed were you travelling tonight?' fuck Jack couldn't remember 'erm 70, no 75, no 80'. The officer gave him a look that says I don't believe you, as he walked over to the trolley. 'Wellsir you win the prize tonight three wrong answers I'm sure you know what that means'. He picked up an orange coloured pie, and walked over to Jack 'No, please, just stop, we can come to an arrangement' the officer looked over his shoulder and grinned as he picked up another pie green in colour this time. He walked over to Jack, who was starting to look quite messy, and smashed both pies over his ears, smearing around Jacks head. Jack let out a groan as his head was completely engulfed in the slop. He felt the officers hand touching his briefs, running his fingers up and down his thick erect cock.. before rubbing his thumb over the slick pre-cum end.

Jack was squirming about, enjoying the contact from this mysterious man, but still frustrated at being tied up. He felt the strangers hand open the front of his briefs, pulling them down slightly, and sliding a third pie underneath, before pulling them back up. His whole cock and balls were covered in the thick slimey substance. It felt so amazing he thought if the officer touched him one more time he would cum in this thick mess.

'MMpph mmmm nnn pphhh' 'What?, I can't hear you, my ears are blocked' as he felt the pie hitting the top of his head. His thick black hair now a matted mess of pink pie. Jack felt the officer almost massaging his head with the pie crust, before pushing the remaining crusts away from his head. Jack managed to shake his head, the splurge mess going everywhere.

Jack managed to open his goo filled eyes, and looked in horror at the officer, who was wiping away the spatter from his face and not so white shirt. 'Ok, maybe I deserved that, but now I get a free hit' said the officer, as he grabbed one of the last pies off the trolley. 'You have a choice, it can go down the back of your underwear, or over my head' By that point Jack felt so horny he was gagging for some more mess 'my pants' he said, almost desperately. Jack watched as the officer got closer, he could feel his breath against his face, as his hands reached around to open the back of his briefs. Jack felt the cold gungy feeling of the pie drip down the crack of his arse, followed by the pie. 'Unnf' he groaned as the feeling was getting too much. The officer pushed the pie right into his arse, his finger going through the pie crust and into the crack of Jacks arse. The officer could see that he was enjoying this, maybe a bit too much, but lunged in for another kiss, as he kept on probing Jack. After a minute he stepped back again and walked back towards the trolley.
The officer picked up what looked like the largest pie, with thick white cream around the edges, and full of a gooey custard like substance. He was about to ask another question when Jack interrupted 'but I got the last one right.. you asked where to put the last pie and I answered it correctly so this one is yours!'. He stepped back and looked at Jack, he couldn't fault him, it was the answer he was looking for.

'OK, you win, where do you want it' asked the Officer. 'I'm going to let you decide that one' Jack responded, with an evil glint in his eye. The officer thought for a moment, then got on his knees. He put the pie on the floor, and slowly pulled down Jacks briefs. 'Whoa, what you doing?', the officer stayed silent. His hands reached for the pie, making a hole in the middle before looking up and winking. He slid the big thick gooey pie over Jacks raging hard on. He felt the goo hitting his cock and groaned as the pie crust reached his balls. The officer took a deep breath, opened his mouth and deep-throated Jack. His face ploughed into the thick yellow goop as he reached down and stroked his own crotch. His uniform now starting to drip in the yellow goo from the pie. Jack let out a cry 'oh god' as the officer could feel more pre cum in his mouth. He quickly stopped, edging Jack and not letting him cum.

The officer, rose to his feet, his face a yellow mess, with two thick yellow lines running down his white shirt and down his trousers. His bulging cock covered in a mass of white cream from the pie. 'Lets get you put in custody now ' he said as he started ripping at Jacks clothing, stripping him naked.

'I thought you were letting me go?' Jack asked, honestly thinking he was going to be left in peace. The officer kept quiet, carrying on removing all Jacks clothing, leaving his buff body totally bare and covered in the remains of the pies he had smashed into him. He wriggled trying to get loose from the chains keeping his arms raised up, but without success. Jack watched as the officer got a clear plastic pipe from the ceiling. He draped it over Jacks body, down his chest, and down to his cock. The officer wrapped the plastic around the base of his cock, before leaving the end tucked under his arse.

He reached over to the trolley and produced a clear plastic suit and began to dress Jack in it. Starting with his legs, dragging it up his body. He stopped at the top of Jacks chest and tied some masking tape around it, and taped the bottom of his ankles up. He grabbed two pies off the trolley and placed them on the floor. 'Left leg' he ordered Jacks to lift his leg, sliding a pie under it, then slowly lowering it, watching the goo rise up between his toes. He did the same with the right foot before he started rubbing his own crotch again.

'Well, I'm about to put you in custard, have you any last words?' said the officer 'custody you mean?' 'no, custard!' as he yanked on a chain, the plastic tube started to fill with a thick yellow liquid. Jack could feel the warm goo passing through the tube that was draped over his chest, getting heavier as the goo filled down. He watched as the yellow liquid kept going through the tube, reaching the area wrapped around his cock. Jack could feel the pulsing from the machine pumping the goo out as it wrapped around the base of his cock, massaging it. Suddenly he felt the thick warm goo come out of the tube underneath his arse. It was warm, thick, almost like lube and it felt fucking good. The gunge started to flow down his legs, filling the clear plastic suit.

His legs were both completely full, and he felt the gunge rising up to his balls, arse crack and rock hard cock. The officer moved in closely, pushing his gooey body against Jack and kissing him hard, rubbing his huge bulge against Jack and massaging his arse through the plastic suit. Jack felt a strange pocket at the back, where the officer was putting his fingers, almost condom shape. 'You know I have to do a cavity search yeah?' asked the officer as he licked Jacks neck and pressed up against him 'Yes officer, just uuhhh' he couldn't finish his sentence as the strange feeling of the gunge was making him feel like cumming. The officer started pushing his index finger firmly into Jacks hole, making him moan, and feeling Jack relax against the pressure, slowly slid his finger deep inside. He pulled the chain again, making the gunge flow faster the pump action making the tube tighten further round his hard cock, as the suit filled up quicker, turning his body from a creamy matted mess into a yellow goopy pool.

Jack moaned as the officer removed his finger, and stepped back as he repositioned himself behind Jack. 'You're going to feel a bit more pressure, can I continue with the search?' he asked Jack 'Yes, yes hmmm' Jack felt like he was going to explode, as the officer unzipped his foamed trousers and revealed his thick hard cock. He took some of the foamy goo from the back of Jacks neck and covered his cock before sliding it into the plastic suit pocket. He repositioned his cock to Jacks hole and started to press against it. Jack felt the hard pressure and tried to relax as the pressure increased, bowing his head down and breathing slowly to make his body relax. He was in, Jack couldn't see anything, he was blinded in ecstasy as the officer was balls deep in him, pushing the gunge around his body and slowly wanking him off. The gunge was starting to overflow from the top of the suit as the officer was slowly thrusting into him, and grabbing the back of his neck to encourage Jack to clasp.

'I'm going to cum' Jack squealed as he felt he couldn't hold it any more. The officer could feel his muscles contracting as he was trying to finish the job. He slid his cock out of Jack, stopping any more play in a bid to make him last. He stood infront of Jack, watching his creation squirm in the gunge, with yellow goo overflowing down the outside of his suit, and dripping over the drain. His uniform was covered in yellow splodges, but stil had some clean areas.

The officer knelt down infront of Jack, reached up to his crotch area, and ripped a hole big enough to force his cock through. His face was in firing line of a yellow jet of gunge before Jacks cock ripped through. He looked at the big thick shaft, and slowly filled his mouth. His right hand was wanking off his own cock, and left hand up near the top of the suit. With a few gulps the officer knew what was coming, he sucked deeply as Jack started to shudder, and pulled down on the zip covering the officer in thick yellow gunge as they both came together.

'Fuck' Jack exclaimed as he was a complete gooey mess, dangling by his arms, no strength to stand up after the ordeal. He looked down at the officer, who had just shot his load all over Jacks feet, his entire body covered in the yellow gunge as he spat out Jacks cock, his cum dripping down his face. He stood up, and without a word steadied Jack to his feet and released his arms. 'There's a shower and a bed in the corner, I might have some clothes for you somewhere' gasped the officer as he started heading towards a set of stairs.
'Officer?' Jack shouted 'Sir?' as he turned around at the top of the stairs. 'First thing in the morning, debrief, my officeand it's Chief'

Might have read a bit easier if the speech marks had come through from the word doc - oops!

Wow that was amazing. Maybe a part 2 where you get to turn the tables and gunge the officer in uniform?