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Woman in Blue (Fdom-M, police)
by Lone Star (c) 1996

***

Tooling down the highway, I was paying no attention to my
speedometer until I saw the flashing lights behind me. Maybe
that's not for me? Wrong! As the siren sounded one time, I
quickly pulled over to the shoulder and stop. Desperately trying
to think of a good story. No luck.

The cop got out of the patrol car and I rolled down the window.
This is no ordinary cop! SHE is a real knockout! Love a woman in
uniform...under more pleasant circumstances! She ordered me to
get out of the car and to walk around to the other side away from
the traffic and to produce my drivers licence.I carefully reached
into my pocket and pull out my drivers licence and insurance card
to hand to her. She looks me straight in the eye and I look back
and we both know that we are family.

She tells me to turn around, put my hands on the car and spread
my legs...just routine, she says. I do as I am told and I feel
her hands start at my shoulders and work their way down my sides.
They seem to hesitate slightly as they reach my waist. Both of
her hands slide down my right leg and then up my left. I can feel
a definite pause and pressure between my legs as she reaches the
top of that leg. I had nothing to lose at this point, so I let
out a deep sigh to let her know that I didn't mind this frisking
at all! What she did next, I did not anticipate. I heard a
tinkling of metal against metal and the next thing I knew she had
one knee between my legs, pressing me against the patrol car and
she reached around, pulled my arms behind my back and slapped on
some handcuffs! Don't worry, she tells me, they are not on too
tight, but she must bring me. I told her I had hoped she would
bring me off, not in. She spun me around, opened the patrol car's
back door and guided me in saying that she would take good care
of me...

As we drive down the road, I noticed that she was not headed to
the station, but toward some woods near the house. I met her eyes
in the rear view mirror and scooted down in the seat, spreading
my legs as wide as I could. She licked her lips and said nothing,
just smiled. I wasn't sure of exactly where we were, but I knew
it was far from any traffic or interruptions. She stopped the car
and walked around to the back of the car and opened the door. I
was about to get out when she told me that I was her prisoner and
I would do exactly as I was told to do and nothing more. My head
nodded in reply and I wondered what she would do next. Do not
take your eyes off of me, she commanded. She took out her pistol,
removed the clip and opened the slide to make sure all of the
ammo was out of it. Then she pulled back the hammer and squeezed
the trigger just to make sure. Nothing happened and she
reholstered it. She took her nightstick from her belt, ordered me
to lie down on the seat of the car and began running the
nightstick up the outside of one leg, then the other leg. I
started to wiggle with pleasure when she ordered me to lie there
quietly and not say anything.

This was going to be difficult, but I nodded in agreement and she
continued to stroke the inside of my thighs with her baton.
Pausing at my crotch, she made slow circles and increased the
pressure slightly so that my clit could feel what she was doing
to me. That is all for you right now, I was told, as she put the
nightstick between her legs, and began caressing her crotch. She
was obviously enjoying this and enjoying the look on my face as
she threw back her head and let out a low moan. She took the
nightstick from between her legs and brought it up to her
breasts, rubbing the front of them. I didn't know about her, but
I was soaking wet. There was nothing I could do about it
either...it was all up to her. Under her uniform shirt, she had a
bullet proof vest and a white undershirt beneath it. As she
unbuttoned her shirt, took off her vest and undershirt, I could
see her nipples standing at attention. She bent over into the
back seat of the patrol and started rubbing my legs with her
hands, telling me how hot and how wet she was. As she reached up
between my legs and felt my crotch, she could also tell I was the
same way. A small smile crossed her lips and she ordered me to
lie very quietly. If I were good, she was going to make me very
happy...While one hand continued to massage my crotch, the other
slide up my belly to the top of my jeans, unbuckled my belt and
unzipped my pants...I didn't say a word... just closed my eyes
and breathed deeply as she tugged on my pants and told me to
scoot up so she could slide them off. She took them completely
off and removed my shoes and socks and just stood there with her
hands on her hips, legs spread and her breasts swinging free.

She took both breasts in her hands and began massaging them
together. First one nipple and then the other nipple disappeared
in her mouth as she slowly sucked her own tits. She asked me if I
wanted a taste and I nodded yes...but she said, they weren't
ready yet. I didn't know how much longer I could keep still and
quiet as I was sure I was going to cum any time now. She got
closer to the car and started to bend over me, but instead knelt
down between my knees. I can hardly describe the sensation I felt
when instead of feeling her mouth on my cunt, she was rubbing her
breasts in my slit! Her hard nipples went in and out as deeply as
she could push them and then concentrated on my clit soaking it,
sliding over it with my juices. Faster and faster she rubbed my
clit first with one nipple and then the next. I was very close to
cumming as I could tell she was by the movements of her ass. She
took one breast in her left hand, continued playing with my
throbbing clit and with her right hand she shoved one finger up
me and with two quick thrusts I came and came writhing in
delight.

All at once she moved her breast from my clit to my mouth and
ordered me to suck it. Her nipple and breast were covered with my
wetness and I eagerly sucked it as she straddled me, hanging the
tit within reach of my mouth. She started rubbing her crotch
against mine, moaning and bumping it, telling me to make her cum.
Giving me permission to speak, she asked what I would do to her.
I told her I wanted to eat her pussy until she begged for
release...I wanted her to sit on my face and as she fucked my
face, my tongue would be fucking her...eating her clit...making
her cum as she never had before. She ordered me out of the car
and on to my knees in front of her. She reached around and
unlocked the handcuffs, freeing my hands for more important work,
she said. She undid her belt and unzipped her pants, sliding them
down and off on the ground. Here it is, she said shoving her
glistening cunt into my face and holding my head with her hands,
eat me, eat this grand pussy that is in your mouth, make me cum
in your mouth. I am going to fuck your face and cum in your
mouth, eat me, now!

I slid my hands around her ass and began tongueing her clit which
was already bursting out of its hood. Her hips thrust her cunt
into my face rhythmically and I ate her for all I was worth,
moaning and getting myself hotter and wetter as I felt the
pulsations begin in her. She threw back her head, jammed my face
with her cunt and hands at the back of my head and yelled at the
top of her voice, I AM CUMMMMMMMING. I leaned back on my knees,
panting and grinning as I looked up at her leaning back on the
back of the patrol car.

She told me to get up and to cum over to her. I noticed she had
taken out her gun once again and she said she was going to finish
me off. She took the pistol and eased it between my legs so that
I was riding the top of it and began rubbing it back and forth as
my juices greased it well. It felt cool next to the heat
generated my body. I put my hands at the back of my head as I was
told and she took the gun and slide it inside of me while she
massaged my clit with her left hand. It took only a few strokes
from that gun and her hand to bring me off a second time. Then
she took the gun into her cunt and came again as I fingered her
clit. What a mess that pistol was!

I keep looking in my rear view mirror, hoping to get stopped
again by that hot lady in blue!

...Lone Star
                                                                                          