The Arrest by anonymous

Why are the anthro police arresting you?

Obviously it’s because I was walking around alone at night. As I had not witnesses, they saw their chance to arrest me on false charges or maybe chance their reasoning to "drunk and locked up for his own good".

In the end I was thrown into their holding cell, the two massive german shedder doggirls stripped down to their underwear and forced me onto the bedframe where they ripped of my clothes.

They started licking all over my face and chest while making me stroke their tails and pat their heads and bellies.

In the end I could prolong this anthro foreplay long enough so the next shift would find us cuddling together in the holding cell of this little police "station" (think of an info point but with police facilities).

Luckily the next shift included a male husky who’s obsessed with doing things "by the books" and even though I could see his gaze linger on my hands, where their fur was still clinging to my slightly sweaty palms, I was saved… for now.

That giant husky police officer gently guided me towards the little 1on1 interrogation room, rubbing his large paw on his muzzle and his eyes, en exhaling loudly. "I’m terribly sorry, we are quite remote here and those german shedders think they can do what they want. I don’t wanna say it’s in their blood." He laughs. It’s a deep husky laugh (heh!) that resonates deep within your body, almost making you tremble.

He sighs deeply: "So just between you and me, I’d like to make it up for you, because, let’s be real, nothing is going to happen if you file a complain."

I cannot stop looking into the icy cold eyes of his. Like he purest ice on top of a frozen lake, they only contain a minuscule amount of blue, they look so harsh and so stern but you don’t feel threatened. On the contrary.

You breath out a single word, not more than a whisper: "Anything?"

His eyes widen in shock and his pupils in curiosity. He suddenly don’t know where to put his paws and stutters over his reply. "I-I mean, if its not too improper and within my abilities." he admits.

Good enough for me. I grab his paw and drag him out of the room and pull him towards the old fashioned holding cell. I pull in his shoulder so he put his large head on one level with me. I notice how huge his head is! Is he part wolf? Doesn’t matter, I whisper my request into his ears. He shudders as my breath swirls into his ear causing an involuntary tingling motion.

He shouted the names of the two german shedder police doggirls who arrested you, which shook the entire police station. Both of them rushed towards their superiors voice, since they were waiting for their punishment. They already switched into their civil clothes since their shift ended.

"Time for your punishment. Grab your uniforms. You got overtime!" They both hastly started to undressed in front of you and the husky and suited back up into their police uniforms.

"Give me your Handcuffs, they keys for them and the key for the holding cell." he demanded. Puzzled they followed his request. The four of you now stood in front of the holding cell.

"Paws!" he ordered which they immediately complied. He handcuffed them both to the bars of the holding cell, but on the outside. He gently grabbed your hand, which vanished in that freaking large paw of his and guided you towards the bed in the cell. He locked you both up from within and placed all key in a corner way outside the reach of the handcuffed german shepard girls.

Their confused looks on their faces was worth the molestation already but it will only get better! The hulking husky starts to undress to his underwear and sit on his knees in front me, ready for his punishment. I started by ruffling the fur on his head, stroking those large ears as he closed his eyes, depraving me of those beautiful icy blue irises. I continue my massage down his chest, apply a little bit pressure and make him drop on his back, a slight yelp of surprise escapes with his breath as it gets forced out of his lungs.

I take a look at the two girls handcuffed to our cell. They are going wild. Flews pulled back into a wolfish grin, showing their teeth and wildly tremoring all around. They are burning from the inside, but I'm not here to quench it. I'm here to fluff up this muscular husky and cuck them while enjoying myself. His presence gave me something calming which I desperately needed after those two violated me and I'm going to enjoy it to my fullest.

I mount him on his lower regions, so I can better get a hold of his large chest, a heaving moutain of muscles and fur, every breath letting it rise and lower by a few dozen centimeters, I could barely contain my excitement. This gigant could rip me into two with one paw, but he was willingly at my mercy, letting me ruff all his beautiful black and white fur. Then my hands get stuck. I scowl. He noticed. "What's wrong?"

"Your fur is all matted. You need to better take care of yourself... let's see if I can get that out for you..." I mumble. The girls in the background started to howl now panting heavily like after a long run in the sun.

I apply more and more pressure to untangle that excess fur, gently lifting it up on one side to make sure the knots can get resolved. He curiously eyes me with his cold gaze impressed by the small adjustments I am able to make with my tiny humie hands. More and more fur gets out of his coat, already shed, but unable to escape, now it falls freely on the ground, as I use my hands as a comb to tend to his soft fur.

Then I make him lay on his back, continuing the process, until this massive husky has a silky straight coat. Almost three hours later I am finished. I really wish I could give him a bath with some special shampoo to make his fur all glossy. I could see it in my mind: Seargent Husky, poster boy for the police, a star posing for every month on the police calender of the next years, his cold stare remainding everyone that he is watching and the pretty fur to make everyone fall for him.

By the time I am done both girls are just a puddle, completely exhausted just from the constant teasing directly in front of their eyes but unable to do anything, even masturbate, as their hands were unable to reach so far down.

"I'm done." I announce much to the dismay of the husky. "Oh..." he says with clear disappointment in his voice. I motion him to open up the cell which he promptly complies. "Well, it sure did turn from a nightmare into a dream." I said with a small wink to him, as he stutters "Yeah... yeah, I certainly did, I'm sure... again; I am so sorry for my subordinates." I sigh. "Can I go back home now?" "Yes, sure, citizen." I shake his large paw before turning around and leaving the station.

As he watches me leaving and walking down the street, he noticed a little slip of paper in his paw...

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