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  The cop looked as though she was about to hit him. Victor regretted his words for only the briefest of instants before red light filled his vision again, and the heat moved out of him.

  The same ringing filled his ears, as though he’d been standing next a powerful speaker crackling with feedback. The cop’s expression looked totally different, and yet still focused on him. She was blushing slightly and waved a dismissive hand at the people watching.

  “Nothing to see here, folks. Head on back to whatever you were doing. I’m taking this one down to the station.”

  She led Victor into the back of the squad car, the lighter apparently forgotten, and closed him in. With a strange urgency, she took her place behind the wheel, started the car up, and began driving down the street.

  “Uh…” Victor felt a strange tension in the car and spoke mainly just to break through it. “What exactly am I being charged with?”

  “Oh, you don’t have to worry about that,” said the officer. Her voice had a suspicious, flirtatious tone to it.

  The cop pulled the car down a one-way street, and then into an alleyway. Victor raised an eyebrow as she killed the engine and the lights and then climbed out. He watched as she walked around to the other back seat door, opened it, and then climbed inside.

  “You’re an interesting fellow,” said the officer. “Clearly, you’re guilty, but it seems a shame that we can’t find some way to work all of this out.”

  Victor stared at the woman blankly.

  I’m reading this situation wrong. I have to be.

  Victor still saw a red glow in his peripheral vision. He opened his mouth to speak, and it spread to the rest of his field of view, flashing as though he’d just put on a pair of colored lens glasses.

  The female police officer inhaled sharply and then licked her lips.

  “You’ve been bad tonight,” she said, her voice soft and filled with lust. “I think you need to be punished.”

  She leaned into him, letting her lips rub across Victor’s cheek. An electric thrill of excitement ran through his body, along with the growing suspicion that he was in a dream.

  “I don’t even know your name,” he said.

  “You can call me Officer Matthews.” The woman ran a hand over his crotch. Victor was instantly hard.

  “Okay, uh, Officer Matthews. I think we might be moving a little fast.”

  Victor didn’t exactly have sexual experience in spades. His escapades stretched a single summer of romance he’d had with Ella, the girl next door. Even just thinking about how it had ended brought back painful memories and emotions.

  His vision flashed brighter red, and the cop let out a sharp gasp, as though Victor had just turned on a vibrator inside of her. She pressed herself against him, rubbing his hardness slowly as she pulled open the buttons of her uniform.

  “Stop resisting,” she whispered.

  I don’t think it’s supposed to sound like that when a cop say those words.

  Victor opened his mouth to object one final time when Officer Matthews managed to pull her breasts free from the confines of her shirt. She was wearing a sports bra that looked fit for an Olympic athlete, but discarded it almost immediately, letting two large, shapely breasts fall into view. Despite himself, Victor began to stare.

  “Do you like what you see?” Officer Mathew cupped one arm under her bosom, framing them as though posing for an erotic picture.

  Victor nodded slowly, feeling his cock staging a coup.

  It’s not really like I can stop her anyway. I’m handcuffed. Better to have fun now and sort it all out later.

  “Can you uncuff me so that we can do this properly?” he asked.

  Officer Matthews laughed and pushed her breasts in his face.

  “Oh, now you know I can’t do that.” Her perfume smelled rugged, with a hint of cinnamon mixed in.

  She let her hands run down Victor’s chest and stomach, pausing for a second before unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans. Victor’s cock strained against his boxers, and she pulled those down, too. His cock was painfully hard. Officer Matthews looked at him with playful seduction in her eyes as she wrapped a firm hand around it.

  “Oh.” Victor felt a smile creeping onto his face. “That feels nice.”

  For a moment, he became paranoid that someone might walk down the alleyway and peer into the car through one of the windows.

  She’s a cop, and we’re in her squad car. I think that gives us impunity.

  “Mmmm,” moaned Officer Matthews. “You’ve been a bad, bad boy.”

  She stroked Victor off slowly, kneading his stiff cock with her soft fingers. Victor felt more aroused than he ever remembered being, to the point where it was impossible to think about anything other than cumming. His issues and his pain were forgotten, outside of the issue of his erection, and the pain of its hardness.

  “Oh yeah,” he whispered.

  Officer Matthews ran a hand across her hair, still pulled back into a ponytail, and then leaned forward. She paused to flash him a temptress’s smile before pressing her soft, luscious lips against the head of his cock and giving it a kiss.

  “Oh wow!” Victor’s hips bucked up of their own accord, pushing the tip of his erection into the warm, wet confines of her mouth. Officer Matthews pushed him back into a flattened sitting position and shot him an authoritative look.

  “Easy there. Don’t forget who is in control, here.”

  Victor opened his mouth to respond and saw his vision flash red. Officer Matthews responded as though she was an actor who’d just received encouragement from her director. She dropped her lips down onto Victor’s cock and began sucking him off with gentle intensity and focus.

  Victor shook his head slowly, unable to think straight through the pleasure, but at the same time sure that he needed to try.

  I’m doing something to her, without meaning to. The pain, the hot flashes, they fade out whenever I see red.

  He felt Officer Matthews swirling her tongue against the bottom side of his hard, sensitive shaft and let out a moan. She pulled her mouth off his cock, making a small popping noise as her lips broke the seal, and then began pleasuring it with long, sensual licks, from the base to the tip.

  “Mmmmm.” She paused for a second and smiled at him before pulling her breasts into position on either side of Victor’s erection.

  They were big, soft, and gratuitously satisfying. Victor felt a different kind of pleasure wave through his cock as Officer Matthews squeezed and stroked him off with her cleavage. She brought her lips down so that she was suckling on the head of it and began to bounce against him, her boobs pleasuring him and offering visual eye candy at the same time.

  “Whoa…” Victor shook his head. It was too much. “Hold on, I’m about to-“

  Three things happened at once. Officer Matthews sucked hard and gave the tip of his cock a soft lick. Somebody knocked on the car’s backseat window, from outside. And Victor lost control.

  The door pulled open as he began to cum. Officer Matthews turned her head to look at the interruption, and Victor’s hot, sticky load blasted against her cheeks and chest. Semen spurted onto her lips, dribbled down her chin, and defiled her breasts. More of it splashed out than Victor had ever been able to produce before, double or triple as much, at least, but his attention was elsewhere.

  “Get out of the car.” A new voice, female, even toned, and professional, spilled into the car. Victor could only see the silhouette of the woman in the darkness of the alleyway. He looked from her to Officer Matthews.

  “What?” She shook her head. “This man is under arrest!”

  “I’ll take it from here,” said the woman. “You should go home, take a shower, and forget about this.”

  Officer Matthews scrambled to wipe herself clean and cover her breasts. Victor inched his way out of the car and then waited as a familiar looking woman reached inside and took the keys to his handcuffs from the cop.

  Wait a second. It’s her.

  Lu
cy Wilson, his father’s former assistant and the woman in the photo, turned to face him with a smile on her face.

  “Looks like I arrived just in time.”

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