Getting To The Pool Early Ch 19

Getting to the Pool Early Chap 19

I am exhausted. I've been used as a training subject by four of the female police officers of my small town for the last three hours...naked and exposed to not only them, but to anyone who happened to come by the small field that all of this happened. A nude male handled by four clothed women. Each in excellent condition. Their bodies; toned and firm. Their clothes; form fitting and flattering. As they went thru their scenarios with me, their bodies and hands pressed against every part of me...taking pleasure in groping my cock and balls as often as possible.

I'm naked, cuffed, and shackled, face up in the back of a police cruiser. I have a road rash on my stomach and cock from being tackled in the parking lot at the start of training. I have scratches and scrapes on my cock, knees, hips, arms, and back. I have four sets of taser punctures on my upper torso, as well. Although one of the officers poured ice water on me before I was put in the back of the SUV, I still have mud, dirt, grass, and gravel mixed with my sweat, covering my body. Despite all I'd been thru, I am as aroused and erect as I've ever been.

Arriving at the police station, Officer Ryan is looking at me, holding my cock in her hand. Just finishing a cell phone call, she is giving me my options. I can end the night and Kelly can come and get me and take me home...no harm, no foul. But she has just checked with her Captain and they can ensure that I am taken into custody, naked, and processed thru the jail...totally powerless to control who sees me naked. The second option, Ryan reminds me (as she has her hand around my purple, pulsing, erection) seems to be what I secretly want to have happen. She assures me that tonight, most of the night shift are female officers, so my interaction with the male officers would be minimal. She will make sure I'm OK, to the best of her ability.

Despite endorphins and horniness clouding my judgement, and as much as I wanted to try it, I chickened out. "Can I take a raincheck?"

A smiling Ryan, nods to me and turning to her three other officers, "get him out of my cruiser!"

The models of efficiency, the three officers, open both rear doors, one reaches in, gives my balls a squeeze and unbuckles the seatbelt. "Thanks, Andy! I'm Jackie. It was really fun tonight. I hope to see you out and about soon."

The two other women grab me by my ankle shackles, their eyes locked on my erect package, and drag me out, catching me by my knees and slide me out of the seat. They maneuver me out from the cruiser and down on my knees. They unfasten the chains from the belt and help me stand up. They both pat me on the ass and thank me, as well. "Processing you would have been a lot more fun, but we understand."

Two new female officers come out from the station. I recognize them from my swim class at the gym this morning. They weren't swimming nude, but they weren't wearing much, as I remembered. "Hi, Andy! Are we processing you tonight?"

As the officers are removing my cuffs and shackles, I tell them, "Not tonight. I'm just too rung out. I'm taking a raincheck. Thanks, anyway."

As the women are introducing themselves and are seeming to admire the view, Ryan tells me that Kelly is on the way. "I just gave Kelly a call. She said she'd be here in a few minutes. She's worried about you. You'll probably get laid tonight by somebody."

Ryan continued, "I'm signing up for the gym tomorrow. Probably won't be there as early as you, but we'll definitely cross paths in the next few days...at the gym or at your work."

Then, leaning in close, she whispered, "I'm definitely available for another training exercise, whenever you get ready."

While Ryan and the rest of the women officers were saying their goodbyes, they each took the opportunity to grope me, pat me on the ass, or hug me...and tell me that they would see me tomorrow at the gym.

I had to admit, I definitely wanted to see Ryan in the gym...naked, preferably... in skimpy gym clothes, at least. She sure filled out her uniform pretty well. During the training exercise, she had taken every opportunity to grope me and rub her body on me and keep me erect.

I was sitting cross legged on the ground, physically exhausted from the afternoon's activities. I'm sure I looked pretty pitiful. The aches and pains of the last several hours, plus my exhaustion, overcame my horniness for the time being. For maybe five minutes, I was leaning up against the police cruiser, rubbing my wrists and ankles, where the handcuffs and shackles had worn me raw, when Kelly drove up. By this time, my pitiful balls and pecker were drooping toward the asphalt.

As Kelly jumped out of my car, the look on her face said it all! Horror, pity, sympathy all rolled up into one. Kneeling beside me, "Oh, Andy," she exclaimed! "You look like death warmed over. Are you alright?"

"I've been better," I groaned. "Sitting here for a few minutes, rigor mortis has set in. I'm hurt and stiff from head to toe... I understand you and Pat had something to do with my volunteering for all this fun!"

Inspecting my various maladies, she said, "You were supposed to have been exposed to some powerful women and some CFNM kind of fun...not get beat to shit. Ryan said you seemed to get excited at the thought of domination and bondage. She said you stayed hard most of the time. She also said several dozen people watched your naked ass for most of it, so your exhibitionist self should be thrilled about that!"

"Truth be told," I whispered, "most of this was erotic as hell. If I wasn't so beat up, I would have let them book me and continue my night. I've been hard and edged most of the time and I'm so horny... up until about 10 minutes ago, I would have fucked a knot hole."

Since my package obviously wasn't in the same mood, Kelly purred, "well, your dick isn't showing that 'lovin' feeling' right this instant! Let me get you home and cleaned up and I'll see what we can do about that! But first, I want to take you to Urgent Care and get some of these cuts and scrapes attended to."

As Kelly was helping me to my feet, Ryan came back over to make sure I was OK. Since I was now upright, she and Kelly did a quick inventory of my various damaged body parts, discussing my bumps, cuts, and bruises like I wasn't even there. They both agreed I should be looked over by somebody and at least get a Tetanus shot.

Ryan said, "Andy, we're sorry for the cuts and scrapes. We'll take the fact that you are naked into account better next time, if you give us another opportunity. That first takedown in the parking lot didn't do you any favors. The tasers didn't help, either. We got a little carried away."

Ryan continued, "we thought about leaving you shackled and let Kelly decide when to release you, but we didn't because you look so wrung out. If it will lift your spirits some, we're all going home and frig ourselves off thinking about you and that hot, smooth, tan body! Also, the officers that swam with you this morning have convinced the rest of us to start taking your morning gym classes. Not sure if we'll sign the nudity clause, but you never know! In the meantime, let Kelly take you to the 'Doc in the Box' over on Main Street to get a once over. They're open until 10:00. You don't need to get an infection."

"Thanks," I smiled weakly. "All of you have bodies that I definitely would like to see more of you in the morning. And thank you for letting me explore this side of me...relatively safely."

Walking slowly to my car, with help from Kelly and Ryan... naked, bruised, battered, and covered in dirt, grass, and gravel... it dawned on me to ask why Kelly was in my car.

"Jeannie took me to get your car at Smitty's Liquor Store," Kelly answered. "The gal you met there, Rhonda, said she had a front row seat to everything tonight. Probably two or three dozen folks saw your training exercise. She thought it was hot as hell! She gave me your stuff and the wine. I was on my way home when Ryan called."

As they helped me into the car, Ryan, stroked my ass one last time. As Kelly went around to drive, Ryan reached over and buckled me in, patted my limp dick, saying, "You be a good boy. I'll see you in the morning."