(Author’s note: more D/s than BDSM)
It seemed to be another quiet night at the front desk, so I decided to cruise the town for a change. I notified dispatch that I’d be out patrolling. I secured the building and posted our sign that said to call 911 if there was an emergency.
I pulled onto the road rarely hoping to see Alex’s car headlights but I didn’t know what he drove Anyway. But that started me thinking about our past nights together. It’d been several weeks since I’d seen him, and an itch had been building within me — an itch that I knew he could scratch magnificently. I had positioned the patrol car on the main road leading into and out of town. It was just a two lane black top with poor lighting. I sat there listening to the crickets and the brush move in the gentle pushes of the nightly breezes.
The sky was clear and the stars were out, still very visible with the crescent moon. Smiling, I scanned the skies looking for the mother ship that had started this whole thing. But just some commercial aircraft passed over and I wondered where those passengers were going. I wished I was on one of those planes, since pretty much anywhere had to be more exciting than this. I had pulled my cuffs out of my belt and was playing with them to pass the time remembering the several times when Alex had used them to lock me up and make me his plaything. Feeling very wistful, I looked at the pics he’d sent my private phone, showing me helpless at the station, before, during, and also after being used so well by him and that wonderful cock of his.
Suddenly my private phone chimed and its sudden scared the heck out of me, making me drop my cuffs on the floor of the car. I answered what was a text message, and more pics started to appear on my phone, showing me naked and cuffed in the cell. There were at least thirty pics of me and two videos in which I was clearly saying that I wanted to be used by him. There was no doubt it was me and you could see the faith black markings on my naked body and the look on my face that clearly expressed that I wanted this to happen. The message disconnected and I was very disappointed, hoping I’d at least get a chance to talk with him. Sighing, I picked up my cuffs off the floor and sadly put them away.
The phone actually rang this time, signaling that it was a voice call. It was Alex calling! When I answered, he said without much preamble, “I’m in the area, are you free?”
“I’m on patrol, Alex — but I’m free at the moment,” I replied.
I actually shivered to hear him say, “If I have anything to say about it, that will change soon, Officer Lockwood.” A thrill ran through me as he asked, “Do you know where the closed quarry is located?”
“Yes,” I breathed into the phone. I could not believe how wet I was starting to get at the thought of meeting him there. The man was magical!
“Then come to me there and bring your cuffs, Officer. And hurry!” he commanded.
I was still close to the station, and it was in the direction of the quarry, so I quickly drove back there. My heart was in my throat and my breathing was shallow and rapid as I grabbed several cuffs and a marker pen and hurried back out, locking the station once again.
I drove through the night, glad to see that the town was quiet. I could only imagine what Alex had in mind. But he was so innovative, about all I could be certain of was that it involved lots of intense fucking. At least I hope it did!
My phone rang and the hands free display stated that it was him calling, so I tapped the phone to answer it. “Is that you coming up the access road now?” he asked. The quarry was well off the main road, and could only be reached via a bumpy dirt road. It was located in a valley created by earlier years of quarrying, so he could see for miles.
I knew no one came here, since it was so remote from town and had been closed for years. “I have no idea how he knew about this place, unless he spotted it from the mother ship,” I thought, chuckling. But I did answer him, “Yes, it’s me, Alex.”
He told me, “Park your car at the ‘NO TRESPASSING’ sign. Then remove all your clothes and lock them in the trunk of the car. Once you’ve done that, hide the car keys outside somewhere. Oh, and what cuffs did you bring?” I told him all that I’d dumped onto my passenger seat.
By the tone of his voice, I could tell that he was pleased. “Lock the leg cuffs on your ankles first. Partially lock the other cuffs on your forearms so you don’t have to carry them. Then handcuff yourself behind your back, and they’d better be tight. If not, there would be a penalty to pay, slut. I expect you can carry the rest in your hands.”
With trembling hands, I removed all my clothes even my shoes and locked them in the trunk, as commanded. When the car was secure, I put the car keys at the bottom of a rock pile I’d quickly made to one side. I then proceeded to lock the leg cuffs on myankles making sure they were snug and couldn’t be removed.
I closed the handcuff on my left wrist, excitedly listening to the cuff clicking smaller and smaller until it was snug on my wrist, then added the other spare handcuffs to my forearm. For a second I hesitated to completely incapacitate myself, but my pussy said ‘do it’ and clenched with need. I brought my hands behind me and closed the open handcuff on my right wrist until I felt it snug. I stood there, naked and helpless in the darkness, staring at the stars and wondered what average women were doing this evening. I doubt if I’d trade their experiences for something like this.
He must’ve been listening to the ratcheting sounds of the cuffs and surveyed I must be ready. I still had my phone in hand, along with the cuff keys and marker, and heard him say, “Come!” and the phone disconnected.
It was very dark, with just enough moonlight to see the road. Walking on a dirt road naked and barefoot, with my ankles shackled was an ordeal. I jumped at every sound, like night birds calling and a coyote howling way off in the distance. I kept looking around, especially when a tumbleweed swished by, pushed by a night breeze. The walk seemed to take forever, and trying to hold my phone and the extra items behind my back was becoming a problem. As I got closer I began to discern details of the quarry and the abandoned buildings. There were only one or two buildings left, and they weren’t in very good shape.
Then I saw Alex standing by his car, waiting.
“Well you took your sweet time, bitch!” he grew. His words excited me, and I felt another thrill shiver run through me. I felt I was ready for whatever he wanted to do to me. I really needed him to use me and humiliate me. He checked my cuffs and said, “You did a good job with the cuffs, slut, but you took too long to arrive. It’s not a good idea to keep me waiting.”
He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to a flat open area. Reaching behind me, he took the keys, pen and phone. Using the handcuff key, he first removed the three spare handcuffs I had dangling on my forearm. Thoughtfully, he used that same handcuff key to unlock one of my wrists. It was good that he did, because he next laid me down on my back in the dirt, holding the handcuff still attached to my other wrist. Closing its empty half, he poked a piece of metal re-bar Through it and used a hammer that he must’ve brought from his car to pound the re-bar into the ground. I ended up with my arm stretched out to my side a little above the level of my head. He snapped a fresh handcuff onto my free wrist, and soon that too was secured to a metal bar driven into the ground on my other side.
Smiling at his work thus far, he removed my leg cuffs and spread my legs wide apart. “Keep them right there, girl,” he warned me. Adding a set of handcuffs on each ankle, he drive rods into the ground to anchor my legs where they were, leaving me spreadeagled. I pulled at the cuffs but I was only confirming that I was helpless and he was now in total control of me. I was naked, spread open, very vulnerable, and anchored in place until he decided to release me. This treatment made me so excited and wet that I was almost vibrating with need!
I laid there and stared up at the stars. Suddenly the area lit up! Alex had turned the headlights of his car on, flooding my pinned, nude body with light. Alex then stood over me and asked me questions.
“Officer Lockwood, do you agree to be used as a cheap white whore in any way I desire?”
“Yes Sir! I do, Sir!” I replied promptly.
“Officer Lockwood, did you strip naked and cuff your ankles and hands and walk naked here to be used by me tonight?”
“Yes Sir! I did do all that, Sir!”
“WHY?” he demanded.
“I want you to fuck me and fill my white cunt with your black seed, Sir!” I almost shouted, blushing to have to admit this, my need building even more.
“Do you do this voluntarily?” he wanted to know.
“Yes Sir! Completely voluntarily, Sir!”
“And how many times have I fucked you on duty?” he asked.
“This will be the fourth session, Sir!” I answered, since by ‘times’ I thought he meant encounters. I’d lost count of how many times he’d actually fucked any of my holes.
He seemed satisfied with my answers. Once he had enough close-up recordings to prove it was me in the video, he propped his phone against a stone to document me getting fucked there on the ground in the dirt, helpless.
I watched him undress and was thrilled to see his large penis standing out. It bobbed as he walked towards me and I felt I couldn’t bear much more waiting. He knelt between my legs and lowered himself on top of me, kissing my nipples and sucking them. It was heaven, feeling his closeness and inhaling his manliness, but I wanted more. From my wetness, he knew I was ready, but he teased me over and over by rubbing the tip of his cock along my lips, and over my clip.
This alone almost made me cum, but I wanted more of him than just that tip. I started to beg, “Please, Sir! Please put your big black penis into me and fill my cunt! Please?”
I felt his tip again at my lips and tried to move by straining to lift my hips a little but I couldn’t move enough because he just lifted himself the same amount, denying me. I was going crazy with desire! I begged and pleaded for him to use me but he only laughed. Then, finally relenting, he started to move into me. His penis stretched me open and it moved deeper and deeper. I felt his balls touch my ass and he stopped moving entirely. I cried out, “Oh my god, please don’t stop, Sir! I need you!”
He chuckled, “Talk dirty for what you want, girl.”
“Oh please fuck my white pussy with your huge cock and cum in me!” I yelled. He pumped me once. “Take my white cunt and fill it with your thick, potent black seed!” He thrust into me again. “I beg of you to humiliate me and mark my white body so everyone will know I’m your whore, Sir!”
Smiling, he started to move in me for real. Oh my god. It was like a log filling me, penetrating my core. He started pumping faster and faster. Pinned down onto the dirt as I was, his dark body was above mine, blotting most of the stars from the sky above me. He was even eclipsing the moon. I didn’t care. I was finally being fucked as I craved, helpless, vulnerable and used! My body made the most of it.
He lowered his torso to bring his mouth to one of my breasts. This changed the angle of his cock delightfully, but now a lot of my focus was on a nipple being sucked, licked and even nibbled. His mouth moved to my other breast, and in moments my other nipple sent signals of delight from his oral attentions that made me squirm as much as I could in my restrained state. Thankfully, Alex’s humping of my pussy never stopped as he pleasured my tits. In the silence of the night the squishing sounds coming from my pussyseemed loud, and I was well aware of the arousal perfume I was emitting!
But one thing never occurred to me about the way Alex had pinned me to the ground. And I was about to discover it. As his mouth left my breasts, and he straightened his torso up, he must’ve knelt down between my thighs, because at the same time, his large, warm hands scooped down under my ass cheeses and gripped them, lifting my pelvis upward and off the ground. The handscuffs attached to my ankles easily allowed my legs and feet to lift, merely sliding up along the re-bar rods. Now Alex could fuck my pussy in earnest.
And fuck it he did! His rapidly plunging cock whipped my pussy juices to a white far around my opening. I moaned loudly, because he was driving me towards my peak. Then, as I felt like a fuck doll being held in his grip, that embarrassing thought tipped me over the edge, and I came hard, my pussy gripping his cock and rippling on it as I tried to thrash in the restraints. There were several more of his deep thrusts in which he claimed my cunt as his own, to use as he wished. Finally I head him growl triumphantly and felt him filling me, and he came and came. I could feel his hot cum in me and the continuing thrusts drove his sperm load deep into my womb.
I was helpless and wide open, and it was completely wonderful! He lowered me back to the ground, and laid on top of me until his now spent penis grew more limp and slipped out.
I rested there on the dirt, cuffed into a wide spreadeagled position, completely relaxed, with a little of his cum starting to ooze down my ass.
I was so relaxed I didn’t feel him release me from the stakes in the ground. He put the leg cuffs back on my ankles. He then used the black pen again to redo all the markings on the front of my body. Even the dots on my earlybes. I was so defeat out I didn’t have the energy to fight him or even protest. I wouldn’t have, anyway. After all, I’d brought the marker so he could use it on me.
I was still leaking some of his cum so he grabbed a little and spread it all over my breasts and under my nose. A lovely memento of our fourth encounter. I tucked my thighs together tightly to try to keep his sperm in me. As I laid there, he cuffed the unused cuffs on my forearms so they hung off of me like decorations.
He started to dress, saying, “Thank you, Officer Lockwood. You did a pretty good job of taking my seed, and you make a great cum dump. As usual, I’ll send you all the pictures and videos I took of you being used.”
I watched him as he continued to dress, then he stopped and came over to me. He helped me to a sitting position and cuffed my hands behind my back once again. Then he came around in front of me and straddled my thighs. Opening his pants, he put his cum covered cock in my mouth and ordered, “Clean me really well, slut.” I obediently sucked and licked him clean, also enjoying being used in this way. As I sat on the ground cuffed and helpless, he took more pictures and video as I sucked his big black penis, gagging from time to time as I tried my best to swallow his entire length in my mouth and throat.
He grunted, and warned me, “Don’t swallow!” His cock spewed more of his salty semen into the cavity of my mouth! When he’d finished, he commanded, “Open your mouth! Show me my cum in your mouth!”
After he took video of me with my mouth full of his sperm, he said, “You may now swallow it!” As I swallowed it all and licked him clean again, he took another closeup video of this process. I relished that he’d used two of my three holes. I hoped he didn’t realize it was only two holes out of three tonight. I was so exhausted by that point, I didn’t think I could take his big cock in my ass, like I had when I was chained to that jail cell.
He helped me to stand up on shaky legs and noticed that gravity was making me drip cum.
“Officer Lockwood, i went to all the trouble of filling you with cum and now your dripping it out! We’ll have to fix that!” As I clamped my thighs and butt cheats together, trying to hold it in, he turned and walked to his car. Opening the trunk, he grabbed something and closed it. He came back to me with a role of duct tape in his hand.
“Spread your legs,” he ordered. I moved them as far as the leg cuffs would allow. Alex pulled the tape out and put its end on my back at the middle of my waist several inches above my waist line and pulled it down and forward between my legs, and then pulled it tight ending at my front middle waist also a couple inches above my waist line. He added two more strips placed between my legs slightly off center to the right and left.
Then he wrapped tape tightly around my waist two times, then peeled the tape above my waist line down in front and back and wrapped more tape around my waist. This locked the tape between my legs to the waist tape, effectively creating a sort of chatity belt.
“There you go, all locked up andfilled with potential sperm,” he informed me, smiling.
“Thank you, Sir,” I responded.
“I’ve got to get going,” he told me as he took me in his arms and kissed me hard. My legs were already weak from his using me, and his passwordate kiss weakened them a little more as I swoooned.
He turned and got into his car, turned it around and stopped near me. He rolled down the window and said, “I’ll leave the keys to the cuffs and the other things at your car, girl.” Then he drove away. I was in such a state, I didn’t even think about needing the keys to the cuffs. I watched as his car moved away with its red tail lights disappearing in the dust and distance.
I came to my senses a little. Oh my god! I stood there, naked, cuffed, with writing all over me. I could just imagine what I looked like. I imagined I looked like some cheap who from a porno movie.
I started to walk the long distance to my car, or should I say shuffled, due to the leg cuffs. Their chain links clinked together as I moved, reminding me how helpless I really was, how humiliating it was to be used and then left to my own devices. “At least Alex could have given me a ride back to my car,” I groused quietly. But somewhere in the dim recesses of my mind, I was pleased by this further humiliation, and remarking to myself how innovative Alex was in dreaming this stuff up and giving me what I truly needed.
The walk back to my car was even worse with the cuffs on the ankles of my shaky legs, and the tape over my pussy and wait. It seemed like I was making very little progress but after an eternity I saw my car. The walk had exhausted me even more, and I leaned on the car to rest. At that moment I realized I was covered in dust and dirt. I shuffled to the stone pile and tried to find the keys but couldn’t reach around so I knew I’d have to try backwards. I sat down and backed up to the stone pile and felt for the keys. My fingers touched the car keys, my phone and the marker but could not find the ring with the keys to the cuffs. I panicked for a second.
I rolled onto my front, laying in the dirt and saw the cuff keys tucked under a rock edge. I moved around and fished the keys out and started to try to find the key hole, it was difficult with everything grimy but I found the opening and then released one of the handscuffs. Bringing my hands in front of me, the next cuff was easier to remove.
The leg cuffs were now relatively easy and I was glad to be out of them. The next problem was that I was covered in dust and dirt and needed to get cleaned up before getting into my car. Since I had the car keys, I got the car open and luckyly found a box of wet wipes in the glove box. I cleaned all my exposed areas first and then anything I could reach. In the trunk of the car I found an old towel, so I used it to buff most of the dirt off my back, butt, and the backs of my legs. I put all the cuffs on the passenger seat floor along with my phone and the marker pen.
When I was somewhat clean I got dressed, not putting on my panties and bra to save time. I turned on my car lights, and drive as fast as I could over the rough dirt access road until I hit the paved road. I hadn’t noticed Alex’s car speeding away, since he’d waited on the edge of the paved road, and drove off the moment he saw my headlights coming, reassurered that I’d gotten free. Once on the paved road, I sped to the station. I was relieved to see no cars parked outside. There were no ‘customers’ waiting around and I’d arrived well before the day shift.
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