The elevator doors slid open and Olivia stepped out into the hotel lobby. Off to the right, there were a few guests lined up at the front desk, waiting to check out. As she walked across the marble floor and rounded a corner, she saw that Officers Letov and Amelin were there to greet her with big grins on their faces.
"Ready for your first day of community service?" Officer Amelin asked with mock enthusiasm.
Olivia glumly nodded her head in reply.
"First we'll take you to see Judge Thorsky. He'll give you your assignment for the day," said Officer Letov.
I can hardly wait, Olivia thought to herself sarcastically.
"I like your dress," Officer Amelin remarked. "It certainly shows off your ... assets," he smiled as he observed her nipples through the white cotton. "Since your tits are covered, I won't be able to use the nipple leash, unfortunately."
Olivia heaved a sigh of relief.
"So I brought something even better."
Olivia's breath caught in her throat. What exactly did he mean "something even better"?
"Lift your dress," Officer Amelin instructed.
Olivia stood frozen, unable to move a muscle.
"Lift your dress," he repeated more sternly.
Olivia closed her eyes. She felt an overwhelming sense of dread. She could not lift the skirt of her dress. She was not wearing any underwear. Luke would not let her put any on.
"I'm going to count to three," Officer Amelin growled, "And if you haven't lifted your skirt by then, I promise you that last night's paddling from Lieutenant Petrov will have seemed like a mild tickling. One, TWO ..."
Taking a deep breath, Olivia, in the middle of the busy hotel lobby, lifted up her dress, exposing the naked lower half of her body.
The two policemen burst out laughing. "No panties! I was expecting at least a thong," Officer Letov chortled.
Four business men walking across the lobby on their way to a breakfast meeting, stopped and watched in curiosity.
"This actually works out perfectly!" Officer Amelin said cheerily as he pulled something out of his pocket. It was a chain with a single clamp. He crouched down in front of the mortified American girl and placed his free hand on her pussy. Olivia's entire body stiffened. He gently parted her plump pink lips. "Still wet as ever," he observed. Olivia blushed furiously. "But this is what I'm really looking for," he said as he fingered her clitoris.
"Mmmm ..." Olivia moaned, trying to keep her mouth shut.
Officer Amelin continued to stroke her little nub. He enjoyed the sight of it becoming hard and full as her entire vulva started to become engorged. Olivia gripped her skirt with clenched fists. Her knuckles were white. Soon her clitoral hood retracted and the head of her clit was exposed and bare.
"Well, that didn't take long," Officer Amelin chuckled. Then he brought the single clamp on the end of the chain towards Olivia's tingling naked nub.
When she realized what he was about to do, she started to panic. "No!" she exclaimed. "Please don't! Please don't clamp my cl... AHHHHHHH!" she shrieked.
Olivia dropped her skirt and brought her hands to her crotch. Cupping her vulva, she rocked back and forth, shifting her weight from her right foot to the left, all the while howling in pain.
A group of German tourists, who had been walking from the elevators towards the main door, stopped and stared at the spectacle before them.
"Take it off," she pleaded. "Take it OFF!"
"If I take off the clit leash, I'll have no choice but to use the nipple leash. That'll mean you'll be forced to pull down the top of your dress. You'll be walking around with your boobs exposed. You wouldn't want that, would you? How embarrassing would that be? At least with the clit leash, you can leave your skirt down. The chain is pretty long. It won't pull up the front of your skirt too much. Unless you lag behind," Officer Amelin reasoned.
"This way, your tits are covered and so is your pussy. You'll be able to maintain your dignity," Officer Letov said logically.
Olivia wanted to asked to two policemen, what exactly was so dignified about having her clit clamped and attached to a leash.
As Olivia continued to clutch her privates, she said, "But people can see the chain coming out from under my skirt. They can see that it's obviously attached to my crotch."
"Well, it wouldn't be so obvious if you pulled your hands away from your cunt," Officer Amelin remarked sharply.
Reluctantly, Olivia took her hands off of her groin and dropped them to her sides. Her clitoris still throbbed in pain, but it was slowly starting to go numb until the sensation was just a dull ache.
"Would you prefer it if we had a leash made where we attached a chain to a buttplug?" Officer Letov suggested.
"What?!" Olivia squawked. "NO!"
The two policemen began laughing heartily. Olivia could not tell if the younger officer was joking or serious. But if a buttplug leash made an appearance in the next day or two, she would not be surprised.
"Alright, we'd better be going." Officer Amelin bent down, grabbed the end of chain lying on the floor between Olivia's feet and then stood up straight. "Come on!"
He began walking toward the main entrance with quick, purposeful steps. Before Olivia had time to realize what was happening, the chain began lifting up the front of her skirt. As the cotton fabric lifted away from the front of her thighs and pelvic region, she realized too little to late that she was once again being obscenely exposed.
The four businessmen and the group of German tourists watched in amusement.
Olivia took a few panicked steps forward, but she was not fast enough to keep up with the taller older man. As Officer Amelin continued to walk at a fast pace by taking long steps, soon the chain was pulled taut. When the policeman could feel that the leash was no longer slack, he gave it a firm, sharp tug.
"Ah," Olivia screamed. "That hurts."
"Well, it wouldn't if you didn't dilly-dally," he rebuked her.
"I can't keep up with your pace. You're too fast," the young girl wailed.
"I get the feeling that you're going to learn to be a very fast walker by the end of these tree days," Officer Letov smirked.
"Oh!" Olivia whined despairingly as she struggled to keep pace with the two uniformed officers. Behind her, she could hear the bemused laughter of the Germans and the businessmen as she exited the hotel lobby.
Officer Amelin opened the back door of the squad car and instructed Olivia to get in. Officer Letov got in the front on the driver's side.
Officer Amelin situated himself in the front passenger seat and shut the door. He turned around in his seat, reached over into the back and picked up the loose end of the clit leash. With the end of the chain in his left hand, he turned back around and buckled up his seat belt with his right. Gripping the end of the leash, he pulled on it ever so slightly.
Olivia cringed in both pain and arousal as her clitoris twitched. Her hands gripped the front of her seat. The older man gently tugged on the chain again. Olivia exhaled, trying to maintain her composure. Was he going to do this the entire drive, Olivia wondered to herself. She certainly hoped not.
Officer Letov steered the police cruiser from the curb and pulled into traffic. Soon they were headed back to the court house to see Judge Thorsky. It was not a far drive. But if felt excruciatingly long to Olivia because Officer Amelin would not stop pulling on the leash. It was painful at first. But as her clitoris became accustomed to the feeling of being clamped, the pain was soon replaced by pure sexual stimulation.
As the police car made its way through the streets of Nulmara City, the tugs on the leash were continuous, sending a steady stream of sensations to Olivia's engorged nub. However, whenever the car came to a stop at a red light, Officer Amelin would release the tension on the chain, the leash would go slack, and his sensual manipulations of Olivia's sensitive button would cease momentarily.
While the car idled at a red light, Olivia had enough time to recompose herself and catch her breath. She was absolutely determined not to cum. As she gritted her teeth, she silently decided that she would not allow Officer Amelin to bring her to orgasm by using a clit clamp and leash while she was seated in the back of a police cruiser.
However, as the traffic light turned from red to green, and Officer Letov put the vehicle back in drive, the older policeman once again began gently tugging on the chain. Olivia was forced to endure the humiliating unwanted stimulation of her most sensitive erogenous zone.
As they drove several more blocks, the pulsing in Olivia's cunt became stronger and stronger. She took in a deep breath and slowly exhaled, trying hard not to think about what she was feeling between her legs. As the pleasure between her thighs continued to build, Olivia's grip on the front of her seat tightened. However, as they approached yet another intersection, the traffic signal turned red, the car stopped moving, and the pulling on the leash halted for a few moments.
Olivia quietly panted in the back seat. But apparently not quietly enough.
"You doing okay back there?" Officer Letov asked from the driver seat.
"Uh, yes," Olivia squeaked. The two policemen snickered.
As the light turned green and they resumed their drive to the courthouse, Olivia squeezed her eyes shut as the soft tugging on her poor little private part continued.
As they came closer and closer to the courthouse, they encountered an uninterrupted series of green lights as they drove through the various intersections.
As Officer Letov guided the squad car towards their intended destination, Officer Amelin continued his ministrations of Olivia's little button. Sometimes his pulls on the chain were slow and steady. At other times his tugs were fast and jerky. As Olivia squirmed around in the back seat, Officer Amelin was unrelenting in the stimulation that he inflicted on her.
During one particular quick, sharp series of pulls, Olivia began arching her back until her bottom was no longer on the seat. She grunted as she tried desperately not to cum. How could this possibly be happening, she thought to herself incredulously. Why would the police do this? This could not possibly be legal.
Soon they were a mere few blocks from the courthouse. Officer Amelin's rapid tugging on the leash had Olivia on the edge. She could not believe that, with her clitoris clamped and attached to a leash, she was on the verge of a massive orgasm.
