Or in this case…on the side of the road pressed up against Cole’s Ferrari.
This Is War - Chapter 39 – Punish Me, Officer
Saturday – September 23, 2023
“I might be willing to let you and your boyfriend go with just a warning,” said Officer Ironside. “But only if you can convince me that you two won’t steal any more cars. And that you’re sorry.”
He knew this was all just a prank, right? “I’m so, so sorry, Officer.”
“Tell me. Did you ever stop to think about how the original owner of this car felt?” He ran his hand over the trunk. “Imagine it was you.”
“Okay…”
“One day, you go to the dealership. You aren’t really expecting much, but then you stumble upon the perfect car. You take it for a test drive.”
What the hell? Does he have a weird car fetish?
“You even start to fall in love with it. And then one day, you drive it to its favorite café to grab some garlicy deviled eggs. But then suddenly…poof. It disappears.”
Oh, I get it.This was a metaphor for our relationship.Wait…had he really been starting to fall in love with me?I suddenly felt horrible about ghosting him. Because I knew exactly how that felt. Stupid Tanner. “That would really suck.”
“Yes, it would. Now…you have a choice. I can either take you and your boyfriend in to the station and put you in jail. Or…” He pulled his nightstick from his belt. “Or I can punish you right here.” He pushed the tip of his nightstick into my thigh and traced upwards. “So what will it be?”
I gulped. I’d thought he’d been bluffing about fucking me with his nightstick. But now I wasn’t so sure.
“What’s my punishment?” I asked.
“Whatever the fuck I say it is,” he growled.
Holy shit.Dr. Lyons was too nice, but Officer Ironside was exactly the bad boy I’d been craving. Why hadn’t he acted like this sooner? And why didn’t he always wear a cop uniform? Becausedamn. He was wearing the hell out of it.
He dragged the nightstick higher up my thigh, not bothering to stop when he got to the hem of my dress. The cold metal stick brushed against my ass.
“So what will it be?” he asked.
On a normal night I would have resisted. But this wasn’t a normal night. After everything I’d been through today, I’d never been so horny in my life. And honestly…what did I have to lose? Tanner and me clearly weren’t going to happen. And Cole had proven he was a grade-A douchebag. At this point, Dr. Lyons felt like my best option.Besides the sausage king.But the sausage king wasn’t here. And Dr. Lyons was. And his nightstick was dangerously close to my lady bits.
“Punish me, Officer.”
“It would be my pleasure. But before we begin, I think a strip search is in order.” He yanked my top down. With my hands cuffed behind my back, I could do nothing to block his view. His eyes lingered on my exposed breasts.
The way he was staring at me made my heart race. Like I was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.
He cupped my breasts in his hands, squeezing gently. His slow caress made my whole body feel alive.
“Eep!” I squealed as he pinched both my nipples and squeezed. Hard. And then he grabbed my arms and bent me over the trunk of the car.
The metal felt so cold on my breasts. But my attention was immediately pulled to the nightstick once again trailing up my legs. Slowly. Ever so slowly.
What is he going to do to me?
The nightstick dipped between my legs for just a moment, but then shifted and dragged it up over my ass. The fabric of my dress went with it, bunching around my cuffed hands and leaving my ass totally exposed.
I tried to look back at when he was doing, but he put his forearm into my back and pressed me onto the car.
“You don’t move unless I tell you to move.”
I didn’t respond.
