Another dreadfully long minute passed as I stared at the clock in the changing room. Being in my line of work, the working hours were from late at night to early in the morning. I was waiting for the clock to hit 5am for the shift to end. The gentleman’s club was clearing out little by little as usual. I just finished getting changed into my normal clothes and headed out the back doors.
When I got into my yellow mustang I felt more relaxed already. I loved my car and I could just drive around all day to nowhere… and everywhere.
I sat in the parking lot while I waited for the morning dew to clear off my windshield. Just when I took a deep breath, I snapped back into reality. “omg, what am I doing?! I’m going to be late! ” I said to myself, just remembering that I had a breakfast date this morning. Not really a date, but I was meeting an old friend, John, who I hadn’t seen since high school. John was cute and single but had a child from another woman. I didn’t see us having a serious relationship. But I did want to see him just because he was super cute and fit. I told myself that I’m only going to see him as an old friend, nothing more.
To be honest, I had imagined what it would be like to feel his hands grab my firm and tender c-cup breasts. Then his hand sliding down to my slim waist slowly, gently griping on my hips. I wanted his toned manliness taking control of my small framed tanned asian body. Although my dad was American I took after my Asian mom as far as my height and my looks. I imagined John’s hands gently squeezing my smooth athletic ass while passionately kissing my neck. I get shivers every time I think about it.
I buckled my seat belt and I swerved out of the parking lot. The early morning was still dark and dreary and I nearly hit a light post in a rush to get home and take a shower before I went to see John. There weren’t very many other cars on the streets. I drove over the speed limit, thinking about John taking me from behind aggressively while pulling my dark silky hair. I was getting wet. I had to calm myself down. Maybe I was getting too excited. I thought to myself, “remember now, this is not a date, we’re just two friends meeting up.”
I let off the gas a little and took a breath. Eventually my mind couldn’t help itself from imagining my 110 lbs tanned body being manhandled by sexy John. I thought about his lips sucking on my dark nipples. His tongue swirling around and then his teeth nibbling on my hardened nipples. An upcoming light turned yellow. I couldn’t think straight at the time, my mind was everywhere. Do I hit the brakes? Do I speed up? I panicked, I stepped hard on the gas and ran through the intersection. I thought to myself, “Was the light yellow or red? Did I make it? I’m pretty sure I made it.” I couldn’t tell if my heart was racing because of my perverted thoughts about John or running a possibly red light. After I passed the intersection, I let off the gas and my car began to slightly slow down. Just then as I glanced at the rear view mirror my heart sunk. I saw those unmistakable red and blue flashing lights closing in from behind me.
I pressed the brake pedal and pulled over to the shoulder coming to a complete stop. The cop car’s blue and red flashing lights were the only thing lighting up the dark empty street I stopped at. I looked to my right and see a dark empty building lot. I look out my driver side window across the street and see another building lot, it seemed to be in the middle of reconstruction but just dark and empty at the moment. The police car pulled in right behind me. I sat still, upset at myself for being so stupid, knowing that I just received a couple speeding tickets not that long ago, and now again. The police officer got out of his car and approached my driver side window. I rolled the window down knowing I was doomed to getting a speeding ticket. “Another freaking ticket to pay off,” I thought to myself, “effing speed limits.” The officer looked at me and cleared his throat.
The straight faced officer spoke, “I pulled you over because you were speeding and you ran a red light back there. Can I see your drivers license ma’am?”
Naturally, as any girl would, I tried wiggling my way out of the ticket by tugging my pink tank top down to show more cleavage from my perky tits. I gave the officer my sad face as I handed him my drivers license.
“I’m sorry officer, was I speeding?” I continued, “I really didn’t mean to speed sir, I promise I’ll slow down and be more careful.” I slightly nodded my head down but looked up at him with just my dark brown eyes. I lightly bit my bottom lip using my most innocent face I could display.
“Where are you headed in such a rush… Jenny?” he asked as he read my name on my drivers license then looked back into my eyes with a little smirk on his face.
“I’m just going home. I had a long day at work and I must’ve not been paying attention to my speed, I’m sorry sir.”
The officer looked at me, then glanced over and saw a couple sets of my stripper outfits on the passenger seat, and said, “hmm, just getting off of work huh?” It didn’t take more than that for him to realize that I was an exotic dancer at one of the many gentleman’s clubs down the street. “Why don’t you wait here, I’ll be right back.” He grinned.
He walked back to his squad car and I thought to myself, “please don’t give me another ticket to pay. And I hope this doesn’t take long.” I was still looking forward to seeing John later. A couple minutes later the officer turned off the flashing lights and reapproached my car. I noticed that he also turned his headlights off so he looked like a shadow as he stood outside my drivers side door. He leaned close and spoke.
“It looks like you have 2 recent speeding issues on your record. Since this is your 3rd offense I’m going to have to revoke your license. You cannot drive any motorized vehicle for 6 months and you’ll have to pass proper driver courses and classes.”
I froze…
I was flabbergasted. This was worse than I thought was going to happen. I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t lose my license, I needed to get to work every night somehow, how was I supposed get around the city? What about seeing John, what about my car? This whole situation caught me off guard. I stumbled on my words, “n… no, this can’t be right!”
The officer looked almost concerned.”I know you’re upset about this ma’am, but I’m just doing my job” he said in a calm tone.
I begged, “Please! Can you let me go just this once.” My eyes were actually beginning to water and I tried my best to hold my tears in. “Just do me this huge favor please.”
The officer said nothing. A tear rolled down my cheek and I wiped it away with my finger. I was desperate and blurted the first words that came to mind.
“I dance at that club down the street and I’m sure I can find a way to return the favor…!” I never used that card before now, but I have heard of other girls at work talking about getting out of a ticket that way. The police officer was silent at first then he smiled just a little bit.
“Jenny, Jenny, Jenny… You should know better than to try to bribe a police officer,” he said with a disappointed tone, but at the same time he had an evil grin on his face. “Turn off your headlights, turn off your car, and step out of the vehicle please.”
“I wasn’t trying to bribe–” I tried to explain before he interrupted.
“Jenny, please step out of the vehicle,” he demanded, “right now.”
A few tears came rolling down my cheeks, I couldn’t hold them in. I suddenly realized what mess I just got myself into. My body was in autopilot as I opened the door and stepped out of the car. I shut the door while my mind was in shock, then his voice brought me back to reality.
“I’ve got you for bribing a police officer in the form of prostitution, he said forcefully, “turn around and place your hands on the hood of the car.”
Still in shock, I followed his command and turned around to face my car, my hands obediently placed on the hood palms down. From behind me, he started patting me down and asking whether or not I was carrying any weapons or drugs. I felt like he had set me up. I was teary eyed and my make-up was starting to smear. I couldn’t even speak, I was overwhelmed with thoughts of this whole ordeal of being arrested.
Still from behind me, his hands reached around and checked the front pockets of my high cut denim shorts I was wearing. And he slowly slid his hands back around my slim waist and into my back pockets. Suddenly I felt his right hand squeeze my ass cheek and his other hand come around front and grab my inner thigh. I gasped and yelled. He leaned his body on me forcing me against the fender of my car, my arms pinned on the hood from the weight of his body against mine. “No stop,” I pleaded. I was in even more shock now, immediately he spoke.
“If you don’t want to lose your license and be arrested, I suggest you do exactly what I tell you,” were his exact words. “Here’s the deal… I give YOU a free pass and you give ME a free pass, and you know exactly what I’m talking about you slut.” His voice demanded as if with anger. Whimpering and not even having enough time to comprehend the situation, I felt his right hand release my ass cheek in order to reach around and grab my right boob. I was just starting to say the word “stop” but he interrupted before I could speak.
“All you have to do is tell me to stop… when you want to get arrested. I will cuff you and take you down to the police station, just say the word. Are you ready to get arrested right now?” His left hand squeezed my inner thigh with more pressure and his right hand squeezed my breast with a firmer grip. I started crying more vocally. He asked again impatiently, “do you fucking want to get arrested!? Answer the damn question?!”
“No..oo…oo, ” I managed to let out between breaths while crying more loudly now.
“No What?!” he yelled, applying even more pressure on my boob and inner thigh. He put more body weight against me pinning me down against the hood of my car.
“No.. I don’t.. want to… get arrested,” I said between my sobbing breaths.
He whispered in my ear, “good little bitch.” The officer released his grip and immediately brought his hands to the button on my denim shorts. I let out a loud cry feeling helplessly violated. He released my button and quickly unzipped my shorts. Undeterred from my cries he tugged my shorts and thong half way down my trembling legs. Next I felt his firm hand grip on my soft naked ass. He was taking advantage of being able to touch and feel my smooth slim body as he pleased. After he groped my ass, caressed my inner thighs, and ran his fingers through my clit, he grabbed my shoulders and turned me around to face him. I looked away but he grabbed my jaw and forced my head to look towards his gaze, whimpering and crying. I closed my eyes. “On your knees!” he ordered. I felt his other hand clench my hair and both hands pushed down on my head forcing me onto my knees. My shorts and thong were still halfway around my knees as I dropped to the ground. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his stiff hardened cock. “Suck it,” he yelled. I didn’t do it. I kept my eyes closed and just cried. I was half naked, on my knees, on the side of the road. I covered my face with my palms wiping away my tears. All of a sudden I felt a swift slap across my face, I opened my eyes only to receive another slap in the same spot. I cried out loud. He shortened the grip on my hair and pulled back. He wrapped his other hand around my throat and growled, “do what I tell you! And shut the fuck up with all that crying, do you understand?!” He lifted his hand up ready to strike again.
I held my cries in but he slapped me in the face again. “Are you going to cry!?” he yelled.
“Nooo!” I screamed, however I couldn’t help but to whimper just slightly. My face was burning with pain. Even my subtle cry made him mad. He slapped me again on the other cheek this time.
“Are you going to cry!? He asked again angrily. He squeezed his grip around my throat practically choking me. I wanted to answer “no” knowing that’s what he wanted to hear but his hand was clenched so tight around my throat, I couldn’t get a word out. His other hand yanked on my hair. He released my throat only to slap me in the face and ask me the same question again.
My spirit was broken. “No,” I replied softly. At this moment I realized that there was no point in fighting. I stopped my whimpering and wiped my tears.
The officer grabbed his cock and dragged my face to it. My cheek was burning red with pain. I didn’t want to get slapped again. I slightly opened my mouth and watched his cock being forced against my gentle lips until I opened my mouth wide enough to fit the head of his cock in.
My hand lightly stroked the base as I wrapped my soft red lips around the rest of his cock.
My tongue felt the head of his cock rocking back and forth, in and out. With his fingers entangled in my hair, he forced himself deeper into my mouth. His cock barely touching the back of my throat with each thrust.
“No hands!” he ordered. Once I put my hand down, he pushed his cock even deeper into my mouth. He moaned in pleasure.
His cock rammed into the back of my throat making me gag and pull away. I barely had a chance to take a breath before he pulled me by the hair back to his cock and forced it back in my mouth.
“Look at me with those pretty eyes,” he said. My eyes were messy, surrounded with smeared make-up. I’m sure my eyes were watery and my cheeks were bright pink where I had been slapped. I gazed up at him with my dark brown asian eyes as my lips sucked tightly around his shaft. He thrusted his dick in and out of my throat never looking away from my eyes. His dick went up and down my gagging throat several times as he moaned in ecstacy. All I could hear was the repeating sound of his cock hitting the back of my throat while I lightly gagged each time… Over and over.
I looked at him in the eyes as he held my head tight and forced his cock completely down my throat until my lips and tongue touched his balls. He thrusted deep into my throat and moaned. He held my head steady in place like this for about ten seconds and moaned loudly.
I felt like I was choking with his dick stuck in my throat. Once he pulled it out of my mouth I looked away from his eyes and down at his cock. It was rock hard and completely covered in my saliva.
He ordered me to get up and tugged my hair up making me stand. Then the officer forcefully turned me around and pushed me forward, forcing me over the car fender with my elbows on the hood of the car. He stepped in closer from behind me, and stood on my jean shorts and thong still laying on the ground. As he stood behind me I felt him place his cock in between my ass crack and rub up and down. I felt him guide the head of his cock up and down my pussy lips also. He unlatched my c-cup bra from under my shirt and told me to take it off. I let my bra slide off each of my arms and pulled it off from under my tank top. One of his hands slid my top up exposing my full tender breast. He quickly grabbed my bare tit and fondled with my nipple while he used his other hand to rub his dick around my pussy lips. I was bent over the hood of my own car feeling helpless and defeated. He pressed the tip of his dick to the opening of my pussy and pushed forward halfway in and pulled out.
I closed my eyes and felt a tear drop escape and roll down my face. He pushed in again, this time all the way. I let out a loud cry. He just continued thrusting his stiff cock in and out of my pussy. The officer started to pick up the pace. His hands grabbed onto my hips as he continuously rammed me from behind harder and harder. He grunted with pleasure as he pulled me by my hips toward him each time he thrusted forward.
“You are one sexy piece of ass,” the officer said while ramming his hard cock in and out of my pussy. I cried softly to myself feeling completely used. All of a sudden he grabbed my wrists and pinned my arms behind my back. Then pushed me down using his weight and he forced my head down on the hood. My body from the waist up, including the right side of my face, was being pressed against the hood. I was held down like this while he continued using me from behind. His hard cock being forced into my pussy. Faster and faster until i felt him pull out abruptly. At the same time he yanked me by my hair pulling my face down to his cock forcing me down onto my knees. “Open!” He ordered. I was hesitant so he slapped me across the face. I cried and opened my mouth. As his cock slid into my mouth repeatedly, he began to moan. A big load of cum shot into my mouth. He pulled his cock out and stroked it over my face letting more cum shoot out. I couldn’t help but to start crying. Feeling completely defeated i wiped the mess from my face leaving my hands covered in the officer’s cum. While the officer was zipping and buckling his pants, I started getting dressed into my clothes also. The officer walked to his squad car and drove off without saying another word.
I got back into my car and cried loud thinking about what just happened. The sun finally started to barely rise and gave a little light to the day. I noticed my phone sitting in the cup holder and I picked it up. 4 missed calls from John shows up my notifications. Also a text message from John as well that read, “I hope this msg gets 2 u in time. Something came up and I won’t be able 2 make it to our breakfast meetup. Sorry let’s reschedule, call me when u have a chance.”
I hate you John.
THE END