Anna knows she shouldn't be speeding down this long stretch of empty road, but what could it hurt? That's just what she finds out when muscular and chiseled Officer Tyler pulls her over, ready to administer his own personal and sexy instructions on how to respect the Law. This story is a tight 4,000 words of handcuffs, spankings, and sex on the side of the road. Adults only.
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He had had enough. With one hand, he reached in to unlock my door. With the other, he pulled the door open. Each action was confidence personified, no movement wasted, filled with a powerful grace.
“I’m not going to ask you again,” Officer Tyler said, and this time the commanding tone of his voice destroyed all other considerations, it was a voice that demanded that I obey, and I leapt out of the car after I scrambled out of my seat-belt. My eyes were wide as I stared up at him, his height seeming to be even greater now that I stood more than a head shorter than him while standing. Now that I stood before him, he took me in with one long, appraising look, and licked his lips in obvious anticipation. He reached down to his belt, and pulled out his handcuffs. If it was possible for my eyes to widen even further, they would have.
“Up against the car, miss,” he said, and waited for me to obey, as if his dominance was not to be questioned. If I had any sensation in my legs at all except for the slickness that felt like a small stream by now, I would have leapt to do exactly what he said. Instead, I was locked in place, wanting to obey but completely overwhelmed by this beautiful man’s presence. Thank God that Officer Tyler felt no need to repeat his order, and instead just spun me around with a single strong hand, putting my hands behind my back and cuffing them with perfectly practiced motions.