Tandy gunned the engine, loving the thrill of accelerating along an empty stretch of road. Radio blaring, blond ponytail whipping in the wind from her open window, she didn't notice the car rapidly catching up to her until it was too late.
"Shit!" she cried when she heard the siren. It was an undercover cop car with a siren thrown on top.
Tandy pulled her sports car over, then hastily pulled her tank top lower, so that it practically hung off her bra-less nipples. She heard an officer's footsteps approaching, and prepared her best flirtatious smile to get out of yet another speeding ticket.
"I'm so sorry sir -", Tandy began in a little-girl voice.
"Out of the car ma'am." The officer barked.
Startled, she realized he was standing so close to the car that she couldn't see his face. From the bulge in his pants, at eye level with her, he was probably looking at her tits though. But this one wasn't putty in her hands, letting her off with a red faced grin and -
"NOW." His order made her leap to attention. She opened the car door, and slid out while trying to keep her legs together, suddenly feeling abashed about the shortness of her mini skirt. The cop grabbed her and spun her around. She was pushed stomach first against the side of her car. Before she could protest, her arms were yanked behind her back and handcuffs snapped onto both wrists. Her cheek was forced down against the cool metal of her car, facing away from the cop car behind hers. Tears began to burn her eyes, wondering what she had done to deserve such treatment.
"Hush there, sweetie." The officer said kindly, noticing her blinking back tears. His hands began to pat her down. "Do you know what you did wrong, honey?" he drawled.
"I was going too fast... sir?" His hands slipped under her tank top, up under her breasts, and then right on over, brushing her nipples. She gasped. Cops weren't allowed to do that, were they?
"Oh, that's one thing." He murmured, stooping down to run his hands down the outside of her soft bare legs. Her legs were squeezed together tight, because to her shame, she felt warm tingles in her pussy.
"Spread your legs." He growled.
She was too shocked to respond... but her pussy wasn't. A warm jolt was followed by so much wetness, that if she spread her legs now, a tell-tale drip might trickle down her thigh. The officer rose, shoved her top up to expose her breasts, and then pinched both nipples hard. She cried out, convulsively arching away from the car. With one large hand around her neck, and the other on her bound wrists, he forced her back against it.
"Are you resisting an officer of the law? Maybe I need to cavity search you. Now SPREAD FOR ME."
Although mortified at the thought that he might see or even smell her arousal, she obeyed, shuffling her sandaled feet apart. He knelt, and his hand slowly ran up the inside of her calves, and thighs, and suddenly it occurred to Tandy that there was no reason for him to be 'patting her down' on her bare skin - just as his fingers reached the wetness between her legs.
"Ohhh, you little slut, you're bare and soaking under that little skirt." He chuckled throatily. One of his hands grabbed her ass cheek while the other slipped over her pussy lips, cupping and rubbing, fingering her clit, then slipping two fingers as deep as he could up inside her.
"Hey, buddy, I may need back-up here, this bitch is in Heat!" the officer yelled out.
At that, Tandy woke from being lost in pure pleasure, and tried to lift and turn her head to look back at the cop car. God no, please no, there couldn't have been another cop watching her be handled this way... and her loving it!
The officer promptly moved one hand from her ass and grabbed her neck. "Back down on the car." He commanded, squeezing her neck slightly. Tandy complied, shuddering with every breath, between her horniness and her fear. To her horror, she hear a car door slam, and a second set of footsteps approach.
A blindfold was slipped over her eyes. Everything went black as it was tied behind her head.
