A “special” victim - August
It had been another frustrating day for DCI Matt Jennings as he headed home. The forensic tests on the latest victim hadn’t come through yet and they had no credible evidence to process. He was still thinking about the case when he left his house early in the morning for his usual jog around the park.
Taking DCI Jennings proved remarkable easy. I had expected a police officer to be more vigilant, but he seemed wrapped up in his own world as he jogged down the secluded path.
Once we had him secured in our new location I left Jackie to deal with him as I had an important meeting I didn’t want to be late for.
Chief Superintendent Mike Goss knocked on the door which said “Senior Forensic Scientist: Dr Jason Robbins”. ‘Morning Jason’, he said looking grim; ‘what couldn’t you discuss over the phone?’
Jason invited him to sit and, after offering him tea, he sat down behind his desk and picked up a file. ‘I was the duty Forensic Officer when I was called to Streatham police station recently to attend to a victim; Justin Aimes. Based on his statement I carried out DNA swabs both internally and externally and I took the clothes he was wearing for further analysis. I now have the results.’
Mike waited, knowing Jason didn’t like being interrupted, but wondering why he wasn’t sharing his findings with DCI Matt Jennings.
‘As you know we routinely screen all samples for contamination and in this case once lab technicians here had been screened out we were left with DNA of the victim and two other people. The evidence log indicates that no police officer came in contact with the victim other than the initial officer who attended the scene and his DNA is one of the two.’
Jason paused; ‘the DNA left matches a sample already on the database from DCI Matt Jennings. Normally as the Investigating Officer his DNA would be screened out as cross contamination however on this occasion there is no evidence indicating he has been in contact with the victim and yet his DNA is present.’
Chief Superintendent Goss realised the seriousness of the information Jason was presenting, but wanted to be sure where this was leading. Jason seemed to read his thoughts; ‘I found samples of DCI Jennings’ DNA deep inside Justin Aimes’ rectum. The sample was not from bodily fluids but was skin, indicating a high probability of penetration either with a finger or genitalia.’
Jason paused again, avoiding any speculation as to the reason; but Chief Superintendent Goss asked him anyway; ‘what in your opinion Dr Robbins’, he said formally ‘could account for the test result?’
‘Well; having ruled out cross contamination using agreed protocols, we are left with the probability, given the location, that the skin was shed whilst actual penetration happened. As you know there is a 1-in-a-billion chance that a random male in contact with the victim would have the same DNA profile as DCI Jennings.’
‘Thank you for that Doctor, I would be grateful if you would keep this quiet whilst I make some investigations.’ Doctor Robbins agreed and the Chief Superintendent left.
As I closed the door behind him I wondered how the police could be so gullible. I logged off my computer, locked the report away and set off to cross London using a roundabout route to avoid cameras to join Jackie.
Matt remembered jogging past the playground and down a path but that was his last memory until he woke and found himself in what looked like a basement. The single bulb hanging from the ceiling was on and he could see there were no windows and just one door.
He looked down and registered that he was tied to a chair that appeared to be bolted to the floor. The white rope was quite thick and proved impossible to break no matter how hard he tried.
He tried to call out but he was gagged with something that felt soft in his mouth and yet prevented any sound passing his lips, and he realised he wasn’t wearing his own clothes; instead when he looked down he saw he was dressed in something blue that left his legs bare.
At that moment the door opened and two people entered; each wearing a face mask and heavily tinted ski goggles. It was apparent to Matt that one was male and one female although both had matching long blond hair that looked suspiciously like a wig and they wore matching long black coats.
I waited until he finished looking at us before I spoke. The synthesiser ensured my voice and accent would be unrecognisable; ‘so DCI Jennings we realise you are no nearer to catching us so we decided to help your investigation by allowing you to see and experience what the victims experienced first hand.’
‘By the time you are released’, I continued; ‘I expect that routine forensic tests conducted on Justin Aimes will show that for the first time your team have DNA not just from the victim. That DNA will have been found lodged deep inside his rectum and it will be yours!’ As I expected Matt looked shocked at this revelation.
‘Of course we put it there, but you’ll find that hard to prove. You will have watched the video we left with Justin, and your team will have witnessed the rape of Justin but of course the video didn’t show by whom. I think you’ll agree that the only clue the video provided was that both Justin and his male rapist were dressed as Girl Guides for some bizarre reason. In fact the uniforms worn in the video were just like you are now wearing.’
I waited until the enormity of the situation hit him before continuing; ‘like the others you will pay for your release. Only in your case you will have some difficult questions to answer from your colleagues when we do release you. We have your Debit card so we just need your PIN. Nod your head when you are ready to provide it. You will be aware from the other victims that if you decline you will be tortured until you do; so I suggest you make it easy for yourself.’
Matt was still somewhat confused; perhaps the drug they had used was causing it, but his police training said it was best to co-operate. He nodded and the gag was removed. Once he had given the PIN the gag was pushed back into his mouth.
I smiled, although he couldn’t see it because of the mask and goggles; ‘that wasn’t hard was it? Now back to the clothes you are wearing. I will video you raping my colleague and that will be released to the police. Of course your face will be visible but hers won’t be. You can imagine how this will look alongside the other evidence the police will have accumulated by then!’
‘There’s no time like the present to get the shots in the can and I can then get on with some creative editing’, I said untying him from the chair. He was a big guy but not too strong it turned out; helped by the lingering effects of the drug of course. I helped him to stand and then tied his wrists behind his back and hobbled his ankles to make it hard for him to attempt a break for freedom.
I straightened his skirt and the scarf that was around his neck and he glared at me, but I knew he was really trying to see my eyes as I came close; but I knew that the heavily tinted goggles prevented him seeing any detail.
I picked up a vibrator and applied it to his cock and soon it was erect which allowed me to roll a condom onto it. I nodded to Jackie and she removed her coat revealing she was wearing a Cub Scout uniform. She walked over to the table and lay back on it and slid the shorts down her legs to reveal her naked groin before spreading her legs wide.
I blocked Matt’s view of her and removed her mask and gagged her symbolically with a troop scarf over her mouth. I then took her goggles off and blindfolded her with another scarf.
Satisfied that Matt couldn’t see anything to identify her I forced him forward until he was standing between her legs. I knew the cameras were already recording. I lifted his cock and inserted it into Jackie’s already moist vagina.
Matt was not going to rape her willingly of course, but the application of a table tennis bat on his arse coupled with Jackie’s strong internal muscles ensured that, like it or not, our DCI was going to ejaculate inside her and sure enough he did.
Once he withdrew I picked up a handheld camera; ‘just a few cut away shots DCI’, I said removing his gag. For effect I squeezed his balls and captured a lovely scream and then I gagged him again and this time blindfolded him as well.
That allowed Jackie to gather her things and leave to go and withdraw his cash, leaving DCI Matt Jennings in my capable hands. I removed the coat I was wearing, revealing a black latex all over body suit which had a “fat suit” hidden underneath to disguise my real body shape. As usual the black boots had platforms to increase my height.
I removed his blindfold drove my fist into his stomach. He fell to the floor retching into the gag which only got worse when my boot connect with his testicles. I bent down and applied my fists to his stomach until he was curled up in a defensive ball.
I grabbed his wrists and hauled him to his feet, we were both breathing hard but eventually I bent him over the table and tied his wrists to a bolt at one end and his ankles to the legs at the other. Now I had access to his rectum and his genitals which hung down against the edge of the table.
After I had taken a drink of water, it was hot in the suit, I said; ‘so DCI Jennings you now get to experience what your victims did in a way that any testimony they gave could never do. You’ll be able to write this one up in every gory detail’, I said enjoying the power of control over him.
I slipped on a latex glove, greased it and smiled as he shrieked when I rammed it into his arse. After loosening his sphincter muscles I soon had three fingers inside and I could really start to manipulate his prostate. When I had finished with him he would know all about what that gland did, or did not do, in the human body.
His prostate was on the large size and once I got a good grip on it I began massaging it. He had no idea what I was doing but he couldn’t do anything to stop me anyway.
After 10 minutes or so I looked between his feet and there was a puddle of semen which had dripped unnoticed from his cock. I untied his feet and after quite a bit of effort I managed to turned him over onto his back and retie his ankles to the table legs. I was sweating a bit by the time I had finished thanks to the suit.
I pulled his dress back to reveal his erect cock. It was a short one I thought and he clearly didn’t bother about his pubic hair which was bushy and quite long. We would deal with that later.
I didn’t have any trouble inserting a catheter, making sure it went in only just past his prostate. That meant that when I filled the balloon at the end with water to hold it in place the inflated balloon would enlarge the hole in his prostate through which his urethra passed; which of course was my intention. I was going to weaken his prostate control.
I filled his bladder as full as I could with cold water forced down the tube using a syringe before clamping the catheter closed. I slipped a prostate massager into his arse and once I was sure it was on the right spot I turned it one and stuck a piece of duct tape between his legs to hold it in place. I removed the blindfold and left him lying uncomfortably on the table whilst I went to do some video editing.
It took me a couple of hours until I was satisfied with the result and then I returned to see how DCI Jennings was bearing up. The Girl Guide uniform was soaked in sweat and his cock was rigid and his eyes stared at me with hatred, but I wasn’t bothered.
His scream as I ripped the catheter out without deflating the balloon was muted by his gag. He screamed even more when I forced a stainless steel sound down his urethra and used it and successively larger diameter ones to abuse his prostate even more. By the time I had finished I knew he would have difficulty controlling the flow of urine from his bladder for quite some time. As if to prove the point a stream of urine dribbled from his limp penis from his full bladder.
I left him tied uncomfortably on the table and went to see if Jackie had returned. She had and I asked what she wanted to do with our DCI and she explained she had picked up a few things on her travels.
We returned to the basement and DCI Jennings watched helplessly as she filled syringe with a colourless liquid and despite straining he couldn’t prevent her injecting it into his arm. A few minutes later he was unconscious.
We untied him, stripped him and I helped Jackie to remove every last hair on his body. We debated about removing all the hair on his head but decided not to, but we did make sure his genitals were completely nude.
She then used the hypodermic needle to make dozens of pinpicks in both his arms to make it look like he was a habitual drug user. To make absolutely certain that the Police would draw the right conclusions she tipped the needle in cocaine to ensure a residue was left in his skin.
The last syringe however contained a colourless liquid which she said was Ecstasy. I knew this would show up in the forensic tests later and of course would make controlling him easier over the next few hours.
Jackie prepared two more injections; the first that went into his cock was Viagra and the second was a muscle relaxant that went into the anal ring muscles. Jackie pushed his legs apart and forced several peeled bananas into his rectum.
The Viagra would take a little while to work and he would be awake before that so Jackie taped a disposable diaper around his waist and we hog-tied him and left him on the floor to come round.
When he did wake he struggled briefly against the ropes and then gave up. He saw us watching him; we were back to wearing our long coats. I could smell the contents of his filled diaper; ‘so DCI Jennings you act like a baby, soiling your diaper. It looks like you can no longer control yourself. Perhaps you like being treated as a baby?’ He blushed; but gagged as he was he couldn’t respond.
I bent down and released the tabs on his diaper and it revealed he had indeed soiled it both from his bladder and bowels. He could probably smell the banana but he couldn’t see it. I used wet wipes to clean his groin.
‘We’ll return to your baby desires later; but first that erection needs to be dealt with.’ It was easy to see from the glazed look in his eyes that the ecstasy was working and he gave us no trouble as we untied him and dressed him back in the damp Girl Guide uniform.
I had another sequence I wanted to add to the video to add further evidence when viewed by his colleagues. I removed his gag and applied red lipstick to his lips and then fitted the scout scarf around his neck tightening the woggle and arranging it properly. I finished his outfit with a long blond wig.
He was so compliant at the moment that even without his wrists tied he stood still. Jackie guided him over to the table on which she had nailed a plucked turkey. She guided his erect cock into the bird’s cavity whilst I videoed the scene.
She moved his arse back and forward causing his cock to be rubbed by the flesh of the dead bird until she detected he was about to cum. I moved round to capture the moment as she pulled him back and his cock spurted semen over the bird. The edited version would not show her assistance of course.
Jackie scrapped some semen into a small sterile pot - it would be useful later. Now however it was time to release DCI Jennings and in a manner that would give the police even more evidence against him. First we needed to prepare him, and to make it easy Jackie injected him again to put him out for a couple of hours.
That allowed us to strip him and then use a catheter to fill his bladder and a larger tube to fill his bowels before fitted a large white towelling diaper around his waist, pinning it in place with large coloured safety pins. A second much larger diaper went over that, again held in place by coloured safety pins. I left the blond wig in place and added a pink bonnet. The Scout scarf I fastened around his neck was one used to gag Justin so the DNA it contained would provide more compelling evidence against our Detective.
For a gag I had purchased an enormous latex dummy which was held in his mouth by pink ribbons tied very tightly behind his head. I pulled pink gloves and bootees onto his wrists and feet and secured them in place with pink ribbons. I pulled a pair of swimming goggles over his eyes; I had painted them black so that they acted as a blindfold.
Jackie sucked his nipples until they were erect and then she pierced each with a brass ring and hung a memory stick with the finished video on one of them. I could feel his cock was still erect due to the Viagra and with the help of a vibrator I was able to make him climax in the diaper despite being unconscious.
We then loaded him in the van we had stolen and drove to him back to his house. It was dark and the place was quiet. We carried him inside up to his bedroom where we used his Police handcuffs to fasten one wrist to the headboard and then tied his other wrist to a loop of rope bound around his stomach above the diaper. More rope tied his ankles to the foot of the bed and then Jackie and I left leaving the front door unlocked.
DCI Jennings regained consciousness and his first sense was he was that he couldn’t see and then that he couldn't move. He tried calling out but something in his mouth prevented him from uttering a sound.
As he tried to decide what to do his bladder signalled it needed relief and despite trying to hold on he felt warmth between his thighs and he couldn’t understand what had just happened. A little while later the warmth got worse and the rising smell told him he had defecated; again he didn’t know why he suddenly couldn’t control his bodily functions.
Chief Superintendent Goss had already decided in view of the "evidence" presented by Jason that he should pay a visit to DCI Jennings. He took DC Williams with him and when they found the front door open they both went inside calling out to alert Matt to their presence but there was no response.
When they found Matt in the bedroom they called for SOCO and once the initial evidence gathering was complete DCI Jennings was released and taken to hospital for a check up. They would interview him later, after he was given the all clear.
Chief Superintendent Goss reviewed the video on the memory stick and immediately search the flat. More similar videos were found behind a stack of books in Matt's lounge where they had been concealed with pornography and several “trophies” such as underwear which were bagged for forensics to check whether they matched previous victims as Mike Goss rather suspected they did.
Despite the fact that Matt appeared to be a "victim", the facts said otherwise and he was suspended pending a full investigation.
