SWAT TEAM TAKEDOWN CHAPTER SIX When the members of the SWAT..

SWAT TEAM TAKEDOWN CHAPTER SIX When the members of the SWAT Team arrived they were greeted with glazed donuts, water, and coffee. The muscular police officers hungrily consumed the refreshments and talked among themselves about their wives and girlfriends, sports, office politics. It was the normal morning chaos of loud booming voices and laughter, the banter of alpha egos crushing and trying to outdo one another. The captain entered the room and walked to the podium, with Dr. Davis and Derek following. Captain Miller looked at his men in a new light this morning. For the first time he noticed their raging testosterone, their hard muscular bodies under their uniforms. He grew hard thinking of them on their knees, bent over the tables, or laying on the tables with their muscular legs in the air, while getting used by the doctor. The captain wanted to feel their mouths and tight virgin coppussies around his cock. Captain Miller cleared his throat to get the 12men's attention, however, none of them paid him much attention as they ate and joked and laughed. “Listen up,” the captain called out in his loud intimidating voice. “Take a seat.” The men turned their attention to the captain and slowly made their way to the tables and took their seats. The doctor smiled as he noticed several of the officers, licking their fingers from the donuts and finishing off their water and coffee. They had no idea that the refreshments were laced with a mixture of his drugs and semen. They will soon be addicted to obeying and serving him. “Ok, let's begin,” the captain got the men’s attention. “The top brass have reorganized our department. We now are answerable to a civilian oversight board.” “What the fuck,” “you got to be kidding me,” was grumbled among the uniform men. “Who the fuck decided that,” one muscular officer yelled. The doctor took a mental note of the officer, and his name badge on his bulletproof vest, J. Messer. Messer’s trimmed beard highlighted the officer’s nice full lips, and matured the otherwise boyish features. The captain raised his hands, “settle down. I assure you I felt the same as you do. It is the last thing we need. However, after talking to Dr. Davis here, I am assured that he has your best interest in mind. Doctor.” The captain held out his hand to yield the podium to the doctor. There were faint boos and “whatever’s” but the doctor noticed that several officers were already feeling the effects of the drugs. He spotted several pairs of blank eyes in the group as their minds began to open and became palatable to suggestions. “Thank you, Captain Miller. Let me begin by reiterating what the captain said, I have your best interest in mind. I am not here to give you more stress than you already have. In fact, I'm here to relieve your stress. While, You are here to protect and serve, and that will remain your prime directive. To serve and protect the people of our city.” The doctor smiled as more eyes became dull and the grumbling grew quiet. “Let me show you a video on how I intend to improve and benefit your jobs,” the doctor motioned to Martin and Derek. Martin turned off the room lights while Derek started the large monitors. As soon as the program video began, the monitor’s screen was filled with bright flashing lights and spirals. The spirals radiated in each officer's blank eyes. Words began to flash fast and frequently, “protect, serve, and obey,” “obeying in pleasure, servicing is pleasure,” “real men serve,” “being submissive to master is pleasure.” In between the words and spirals were images of muscular police officers and other uniform alpha types getting fucked In the mouth and up the ass. The doctor moved from behind the podium and walked among the elite police force. Several Officers were drooling as their minds were being bombarded over and over. Several more were proudly displaying their hard cocks through their uniform pants. The doctor moved behind Messer and placed his hands on the officer’s muscular arms, feeling the large mountains of the younger man’s delts. The police officer let out a low moan as the doctor’s hand moved down to his bare arms. Messer’s biceps were large and firm, stretching the short sleeves of his uniform shirt. With one hand stroking the bare right arm, the doctor took his left hand and traced his finger over the police officer’s full lips. Messer turned his head toward the finger while keeping his eyes on the screen. Messer then parted his lips and started sucking on the doctor’s finger. The doctor moved his finger in and out of the inexperienced cop’s mouth. Messer was moving his tongue over the older man’s finger as his lips suck on it. The doctor then eased a second finger into the officer’s mouth. John Messer felt so blissful as he sucked on them. “It feels so good to submit to another man, to give up control. On duty you will continue to be the alpha males, in charge and in control. However, in the back of your mind you know you must serve your master. Off duty, you want to shed your alpha persona, give up control to another man. You feel only bliss as you empty your mind and serve and obey,” the Doctor addressed the group of men. “Mmm, yes, master,” Messer moaned as he continued to suck on two then three fingers. The doctor removed his fingers from Messer’s mouth and the cop returned to watching the screen in front of him. The doctor next moved to an officer in the back row. The bearded, tall swat officer was rubbing his crotch, trying desperately for relief. The cop cap was low over his blank eyes, with his sunglasses popped on top of the cap. Even while sitting down the doctor could tell the officer had a small, narrow waist with a lean athletic body. The badge on his vest was labeled L. Harris. The doctor moved behind Harris and stroked his smooth neck, sending chills up the police officer’s neck. The goosebumps were visible on the flawless skin. “Stand up,” the doctor ordered. Officer Harris stood as he was ordered. The bulge in the uniform pants was large and impressive. The waist was indeed small and tight but spread out to form a sexy bubble ass that filled the tight fitted uniform cargo pants. The doctor reached down and grabbed the meatly ass. “Ohh, please,” Harris moaned. The doctor’s firm grip on his ass felt so good. “Take off your vest,” the doctor whispered as he ran his fingers down the center seam between the well sculpted buttocks. Harris fastened the vest and pulled it over his head. The t-shirt was tight and clinged over his muscular chest and chisel 8 pack abs. The doctor then reached around the officer and popped the top button of the uniform pants. Officer Harris continued to stare ahead at the large monitor as the doctor unzipped his uniform and peeled them down his muscular legs. Harris’ briefs were small and tight around the impressive hard cock and round ass. The police officer was breathing heavily as the doctor felt him up. Davis ran his hands up under the t-shirt, feeling the tight, ripped small of his back. The doctor traced the deep v cut that formed his lower back and ass. The doctor pushed his hand down into the briefs. Harris leaned forward and gripped the table in front of him as the doctor’s hand moved deeper into the briefs and between the plump ass cheeks. Finally the doctor reached the straight officer’s tight hole and began to stroke and probe it. “You will feel only pleasure. It feels so good to be used and fucked by your master,” the doctor leaned in and whispered into Harris’s left ear. “Feel so good,” the officer moaned. The doctor moved his finger in and out, stroking his insides. Harris rolled his eyes back into his head as the doctor pushed in a second finger, stretching the tight virgin hole. The doctor again whispered into the tall officer’s ear, “cum for me.” Officer Harris throws back his head and groans. He came in waves, filling his briefs with his cum. The doctor smiled as he reached into the front of the officer’s briefs and scoop up a handful of the cum. He pulled his hand out and put it up to Harris’ mouth. The cop then obediently licked the fingers clean. Dr. Davis then moved on as he inspected each of his new slaves. He came up to Officer Steve Teeter. He was the shortest and youngest of the SWAT officers. Steve was a former state wrestling champion before joining the force. The larger police officer often joked that he was the team mascot. However, from the shredded arms the doctor could tell what Steve lacks in size he makes up for in definition. The doctor stroked the younger man’s smooth shaven face. Steve’s eyes pulled away from the monitor and stared up at the doctor. “Take off your uniform,” the doctor ordered. Steve stood up and began to strip. His body was sculpted and naturally smooth. It was a compact, shredded body, of an athlete or Greek god. Once he stripped down to just his blue briefs, the doctor stopped him, “down on your knees and put your gun in the side of your briefs.” Steve did as he was told and looked up at the doctor. The look was that of pure devotion. The younger man looked so sexy on his knees with his service weapon stuck in the side of briefs. The doctor unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard, throbbing cock. He grabbed Teeter’s head and pulled the younger man onto his cock. Steve started to gag on the thick cock. His own safety or comfort was unimportant, only the master’s pleasure matters. The doctor gripped the officer’s head and began to ram his cock in and out of the tight, straight throat. Steve Teeter’s head was bobbing up and down as his throat was fucked. The younger officer stared up at his new master seeking approval as he worshipped the cock in his mouth. The doctor pushed all the way into the tight throat, and came. “Swallow it all,” he ordered.