Candy had been having a bad day and to top it off she now had a cop pulling her over. "A ticket, just what I need!" She thought as she waited for the cop to come up to her window. As she waited for him she looked around to see the very tall patrolman unfolding from his police cruiser. She had always had a thing for tall men. They made her feel so small and cherished. As she continued to watch he knocked on the window. Feeling foolish, she rolled down the window and looked up to see his face. "Nice face" she thought and then he removed his sunglasses. She could not take her eyes off this Adonis standing there! She was so tongue-tied she knew her face was red. (She never could hide a blush.)
He asked for her driver's license and insurance verification. She blushed again and started hunting in the glove box for the insurance card. "Um, I can't seem to find the insurance card," she said as she looked up at him hopefully and handed him her license. "I do have insurance." She said as she looked up at him again.
He looked at her license and said "If you'll just follow me to the cruiser Ms. Adams?" Candy looked up at the officer horrified.
"Is that really necessary?" She asked him.
"Yes." He said, "I have to verify the information on your license." All she could think was that at least it was current.
Candy opened the door and stepped out of the car. She wished she had on something a little longer. The mini skirt was really short, but she had been going to go out after work and had planned for that. He gestured her to the passenger side of the cruiser and told her to get in while he checked her out. She sat in the cruiser and waited while he punched her information into the dashboard computer. He finally looked at her while he waited for verification and she was again struck by his gorgeous eyes. Hmm, she thought the top two on her hit parade, height and eyes. Damn, he really is beautiful! He finally spoke, "My name is officer Roberts and it will be just a minute for this to go through. Now, want to tell me where you were going in such a hurry?"
She tried to think of a wonderful excuse but decided the truth was all she had. "I am having one of those nasty days that just go on and on. I'm supposed to go out with friends and I am running very late..." She trailed off as she realized how lame it sounded.
"Well," he said, "I can understand that, but it is no excuse for going as fast as you were. However, I might have an option out of the ticket you deserve if your info checks out." By the look in his eyes she had an idea what that option might entail.
"Are you married?" He asked. "No, I've been divorced for two years." He thought about that for a moment and thought that would make things much easier. "What do you do?" She didn't know the reason for these questions but thought it couldn't hurt to make small talk.
"I'm kind of a secretary/administrative assistant/accountant at a repossession company downtown. Or at least I was. That was one of the things that happened today, my boss fired me." She looked down at her lap twisting her hands. She still didn't know how she was going to cope with that, she had bills to pay.
Better and better the officer thought, she's vulnerable and if he didn't miss his guess, submissive and good looks didn't hurt. He looked hard at her again. Her license had said 5"2' and about 120 he thought, he never trusted a woman's weight on her ID. Big blue eyes, rounded hips he had noticed when she had gotten out of her car and some of the biggest breasts he had ever seen. He wondered if she tasted as good as she looked.
Candy looked at officer Roberts from under her lashes and wondered what was going through his mind. Just as she was going to ask him a question his computer beeped. "Well, it looks as if your info checked out. Now, I have a proposition for you. The ticket you are looking at will cost you about two hundred dollars."
"Two hundred dollars!" She could not believe her luck, all bad!
"Yes, two hundred, but if you don't argue with me and go to my house I will ignore the infraction you committed." He said. All Candy could do was stare at him.
She finally gathered her wits and asked, "What would I have to do at your house?"
He stared intently into her eyes and replied, "Whatever I want, of course. I would have you as my sex slave for the next 24 hours. However and whenever I wish it, you will submit for my pleasure."
She stammered out "however you wish? What does that mean?" "Well, I like my women very submissive and willing, begging to do whatever I want. I will tie you up at times, use toys and my cock in any orifice I please and if you displease me, I will punish you."
Candy looked pleadingly at the big man and thought over her options. What choice did she really have? She was broke, had lost her job and could not afford such a ticket. She finally said, whisper quiet, "I don't have another choice and I will do whatever you want." He smiled to himself and thought of their time to come.
"Good," he said, "now kiss me and I will give you some instructions. But remember if you do not show up at the appointed time, I have your license and will come to get you." She leaned over and brushed her lips against his. He grabbed her shoulders and crushed his mouth to hers and plunged his tongue into her mouth taking what he wanted and melting any resistance she had. "Now, lift your skirt, what little there is of it, and show me your pussy." He demanded.