#hot daddy cop

[service4marriedmen]

Once a week, Daddy stops by the abandoned church on the outskirts of town for his mid-shift service.

Today he was a little more stressed, having had to wait a while for me to get there, and he took that out on my mouth, releasing all the tension, alongside his five-day load, as he dumped balls deep with his hands firmly on my head to make sure I swallowed the lot.

Daddy pretty much does what he wants, because he can.

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[straight8men]

VERY HOT COP WITH AUTHORITY AND A STR8 CUTTIE-MAN.😍

@straight8men

[photbear]

[slagduroc]

Today, we thanked our Slag Duroc policemen with cigars for all they do to keep us safe! Your dedication doesn’t go unnoticed! 🚔

[want2fucku-blog]

[brokebuckmt]

Mack hazing the new buck

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[jackinhofejr]

It had been a long, boring overnight shift and it was still only 2am.  Danny Buxton had taken this job with a rural county sheriff three years ago.  He told people he took the job for the peace and quiet, but in reality he took it for the paycheck.  After graduating with a bachelor’s in criminology, he hoped to get hired at the FBI.  But that dream hasn’t come true yet. 

Since he was still lowest in seniority, he got stuck working nights.  It wasn’t so bad when Jess, the town gossip, was working night dispatch, but her mother had taken ill a few days ago and she had to go take care of her.  After another rousing hand of solitaire, he heard the crackle of the dispatch radio. “Montgomery County, this is Rick in Clark County dispatch, I’m covering both counties tonight since Jess went up to visit her mom in Jessop.  A noise complaint came in from a couple folks on Morningstar Ln.  They said they heard someone yelling from the direction of 667 Morningstar.”

Yes!  Something to do!  Danny picked up the radio. “Thanks Rick, this is Deputy Buxton.  I’ll head out that way now.”

“Thanks Deputy, have a good night.”

“You too Rick.”

It only took about ten minutes to get out to Morningstar Ln, and there were no lights on in the house.  Danny pulled slowly into the driveway, scanning the property for any disturbance.  As he walked to the door he thought to himself <“This might be a false alarm.  Maybe somebody heard a buck in rut.”>

Danny approached the door and rang the bell.  He waited a few moments and was about to ring again when he saw a light come on upstairs, then someone peeked out and saw the patrol car in the driveway.  Danny waited a few more minutes and a middle-aged man in a bathrobe opened the door.

“Evening sir, I’m Deputy Daniel Buxton with the Montgomery County Sheriff’s Office.  We had some complaints of noise from a couple of your neighbors and wanted to see if everything was alright.” “Huh.  Well whatever it was I must’ve slept through it.  You’re welcome to come in and look around.”

“Thank you sir, just need to check a few boxes and I’ll be out of your hair.  Is anyone else home?”

“Just me and the pup, and he’s probably curled up in a corner somewhere.  I’m Luke by the way.” “Nice meeting you sir, sorry it’s the middle of the night.  Do you mind if I take a quick look around?  I should just be a few minutes.”

“Sure.  I’m headed to the kitchen to get a water bottle.  Want one?”

“That’d be great.  I forgot to bring one when I was dispatched out here.”

Danny took a walk through a few rooms, listening more than looking, but heard nothing.  He met Luke in the kitchen.

“Here you go.”  Luke handed him the bottle of water, sipping from his own.

 “Thank you, sir.”  Danny popped it open and took few gulps.  “Do you mind if I take a quick look out back?”

“There’s 30 acres back there but knock yourself out.  The door’s over here.”

“Danny walked around with a flashlight for a few minutes, climbing up to the high point in the rolling acreage, but as expected there was nothing to be found.”  He went back and knocked on Luke’s door.

“Well sir, *huff*, that’s about it, *huff*.  Nothing to see out there, *huff*, but corn and owls.”  He struggled to catch his breath.  <”That hill wasn’t that tall!”>

“Are you ok?  You sound winded.”

“Well it’s been a long day, *huff*, and I foolishly climbed *huff* your hill.”

“Do you want to sit for a minute and catch your breath?”

“Thanks, that’d be great *huff*.”  He drank about half the water in the bottle.  It felt like he’d run a marathon.  <”Time for some two-a-days in the gym!”>  “I’ll have…to start doubling up…on cardio!”

“Come on into the den.  There’s a nice comfy sofa you can rest on.”

Danny sat down, just for a moment.

“So it’s been a busy night you said?” asked Luke.

“Oh no…opposite…slow…boring.”  <”Why can’t I catch my breath?”>

“Well be sure to finish that water, you seem dehydrated.”

He was crazy thirsty. 

Danny took another swig from the bottle. “Ohna…ahcan…wha…?” <”Am I slurring?”>

“If you need to lay down for a minute, go right ahead.  I don’t think you should drive. You look really tired.”  Luke unbelted his bathrobe and let it drop to the floor.

“Ohna…asha…go.”  <”I’ll just close my eyes for a minute.  Wait, did he just take off his bathrobe?! This is getting weird!”>  Danny dropped his nearly empty water bottle to the floor.

“That’s OK, Deputy Buxton, it’s just water.  You just settle in for a nappy nap.  I’ll take good care of you.”

 “N-,,,n-,,,” <”Just so tired!”> Danny tried to prop his head up to keep it from lying down. He struggled to keep his eyes open.

<”What the hell is this guy wearing??  I’m outta here!”> He threw all his remaining energy into one last ditch effort to stand.

“I gah go…”  And with that he collapsed onto the floor.

Once again he tried to prop up his head. <”What…is…happ-“>  And then everything went black. Luke loomed over him and spoke softly, ominously.

“Atta boy, Danny.  Just give in.  Go to sleep.”

“Now let’s get you out of that uniform.”  Luke flipped Danny over onto his back and started peeling off layers of clothing.

When he got to his undies, Luke saw that Rick made a good choice.  Danny Buxton was a slab of prime all-American red meat.

“Now let’s get that shirt off.”

Luke took a moment to admire Danny’s hard work in the gym.  “Niiiice.  Now let’s get you settled in downstairs.”  And with that he lifted Danny into a fireman’s carry and took him into the cellar.

When Danny woke up his head was pounding and his throat was dry.  He was sore all over and in a strange position.  “What the fuck?”  He couldn’t move.  His hands and feet were chained up.  He couldn’t stand!  He was in a cage!  “What the hell?  Where am I?”  He couldn’t see anything in the dark.  Suddenly a dog started barking, each yip pierced his pounding skull.

“Shut up!  Stop barking!”  The dog started barking faster and louder.  Then a door opened and he could see light streaming down a stairway above him.  He was in a cellar.  A light flickered on and Danny could see someone coming down the stairs.  Luke! 

“Luke!  Help me man, I’m stuck!”  As his eyes adjusted to the light, Danny could see the dog running from the other end of the cellar.  “Wait, WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?”

Luke laughed.  “Oh, I mentioned my pup earlier.  That’s Rick.  I think you and he spoke earlier this evening.”

“Rick?  From dispatch??”

“Well, not exactly.  Rick here suffers from separation anxiety while I’m at work, so I agreed to get him a companion.  He chose you.  And it turns out anyone with a two-way radio can talk on your dispatch frequency.”  Rick wagged what looked like a tail protruding from his backside.

“What the fuck!  You sick fucks!  Let me go!”

Rick started barking again and growled.

“Oh, you’re absolutely right, Rick.  Let’s get him fitted right now.  I think he’ll need a starter, one with a built in gag until he learns to behave.”

Danny continued to scream obscenities until Luke fit the hood over his head, forcing something large and turgid into his mouth, choking off his voice.

“Sorry about the kennel, Danny boy, but it’s a necessity until you’re completely housetrained.  Rick can start showing you the ropes, so to speak.” 

Luke laughed again, and then went back upstairs and turned out the light. In the darkness, Danny could hear Rick shuffling around behind his crate.  He heard a door creak open, and Rick started chewing on his briefs!  <“What the fuck are you doing??”>  He tried to scream and squirm but couldn’t.

Then he felt Rick’s tongue graze his asshole and he knew that this was going to be the longest night of his life…

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next couple posts are just gonna be doodle dumps cuz i have nothing else atm

[oldtvserieslover]

I saw this and I had to share it.

I swear this man is so hot LMAO. this edit with this song? damn.

credits to @cflix! you can check out many other edits here !

[photbear]

Hot men created by AI

[want2fucku-blog]

NYPD’s finest. Fuck me Daddy.

[service4cops]

When Daddy stands to attention, that's your cue to get on your knees and service him!

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