Bang! I could hear shouting in the hallway, but could not make out the words. The cop came back in to my room and shut the door. Next thing I knew I was being thrown against the wall. I was naked except for a pair of underpants. The cop started asking me questions in English which I barely understand. When I did not answer the cop or started speaking Spanish, he wailed on me with his baton and shouted "Speak English, fucking beaner!"
I was screaming and crying, “Ayuda por favor.”
He kept beating me with the baton and telling me to shut up if I knew what was good for me. He used a knife to cut off my underwear and then threw me to the floor. He tackled me and used the V-end of the baton to choke me. I gasped for air and he said, “SHUT UP, spic!”
I was sobbing and choking and he let up slightly so I could catch my breath. I started to make a sound when he pushed down violently nearly choking me to death and I stopped. He clobbered me several dozen more times in my abdomen and along my legs with the baton and I could tell I was going to be quite bruised.
He unzipped the fly on his uniform pants and grabbed me by my skinny brown beaner neck and forced me up towards his crotch. He whipped out a massive cock and grabbed me by my big Mexican ears, he forced my throat around him. When I did not suck hard enough he whacked me hard across the top of my head. I am not even gay. Fucker. I thought about biting his cock but knew I would probably end up dead. So I sucked. He choked me with his dick without any care for my gagging.
I was screaming as he rammed it into me, shoving it in violently. Then he pulled it out, hit me across the back of my head with his fist hard calling me a lowlife brown piece of shit Mexican, then he put his big white dick back inside me. I was certain I was bleeding from my hole but this big white cop was having his way with me and there was nothing a wetback like me could do about it.
I felt him tense slightly and then felt him start shooting a big load of superior white man cum deep into my spic ass. He quickly got off me, wailed on me a dozen times with his fist then so more times with the baton the whole time he talked down at me, letting me know I was nothing but a worthless Mexican border rat.