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.
"Right now?" she stammered.
"NOW!" he told her, "and you will address me as Sir." She pleaded with her eyes as he stared coldly at her in return.
"Ye...yes, Sir." She finally managed to get out of her closed throat as she raised her skirt up her thighs and past her hips until it was almost a belt at her waist. He leaned down to see her wet lips soaking the thin material of her thong.
Candy was so embarrassed she couldn't believe this man's attitude and strength were turning her on like never before. He reached over and ran his hand over the dripping material then pushed it to the side and ran a finger over the protruding lips. He heard her small moan and knew she was his to do with as he wished.
When he looked up and saw her eyes closed, he roughly pushed two fingers into her soaking cunt. She screamed and suddenly his fingers were in a vice and his hand was covered in her sweet juices. The car was permeated with the smell of her sex and he again smiled to himself. This would be better than he thought. She would be his perfect slut. He removed his fingers as she came down from her climax causing her to moan yet again. He then moved his hand up to her mouth and ordered her to clean it well. "Yes Sir." She answered with a glazed expression in her eyes. She opened her mouth and slowly ran her tongue over his palm and up to the tips of his fingers. She then took his fingers into her hot, wet mouth.
She sucked on them as if trying to every bit of his hand into her mouth. She ran her tongue around and around and between the two fingers trying to get every last drop for her Sir. He started fucking her mouth with the fingers and felt his cock rise in anticipation. He could not wait to have her wet lips wrapped around his hard cock. If this was any indication, he would be a very lucky man! He slowly pulled his fingers from her eager mouth and then pulled her to him again for a deep searching kiss. She tasted like heaven and he wanted to dive into her cunt right now. However, he knew that would have to wait until later. He released her and gave her the instructions.
Officer Roberts told her she was to shave herself completely. She was to wear her shortest skirt, no panties, her tightest top, and her highest heels. Candy was also to arrive at his house promptly at seven that evening.
As Candy drove off from her encounter in the cruiser she wondered what had come over her! She had always liked big men, but not domineering and controlling. And, yet she had done everything he asked of her and had one of the best orgasms of her life while doing so!!
When she got home she fixed herself a drink and called her friends to tell them that something had come up and she couldn't make it. She then sat down on the couch and tried to think of a way out of her situation. By the time she finished the drink, she realized that she had no choice but to do as Sir had demanded. As that thought came into her head she recognized that she had already made the choice by thinking of him as Sir.
She had better get on with her instructions if she was to be at his house on time. By that one steely glare from him Candy knew she did not want to give him an excuse to punish her. But somehow she knew he would find other reasons and that thought sent a shiver of anticipation racing through her body and had her wet all over again. "What is wrong with me? I couldn't possibly want him to do this, could I?" She wondered aloud. Candy then went to the shower. She washed her hair and soaped her body thoroughly, rubbing her pussy and tantalizing herself. She shaved as she had been told, then got out and put lotion all over her body. She did her hair, put on minimal makeup, and then she sprayed vanilla body scent and went to put on the type of clothes he had ordered.