Warning: All characters in this story are above the legal age. This story contains nonconsent/reluctance which may not be suitable for all readers. You have been warned.
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I hastily pace across the parking lot, tucking my bartending tips into my corset's immodest cleavage. The dim casino billboard provides low visibility, highlighting the few meters left between me and my ride home.
As I hyperfocus on shrinking the distance, I fail to notice that I'm not alone.
Suddenly, the moonlight abandons me as a massive, muscular form crowds my path.
My breath catches in my throat as I nearly choke in fear, falling back.
"Aren't you a sight, love? Working late?" His voice is disarmingly gentle.
My face burns with embarrassment as my stilettos falter, the gravel crunching beneath me. I recognize the local police uniform, it's midnight black cotton that hugs his muscular arms and exaggerates the chiseled curves of his pectorals and abdomen.
"Oh! Officer, it's just you. Y-you frightened me," I sigh in relief, still attempting to regain my composure between pants.
As I meet his steely gaze, my lips forget their small talk. The cheap shine of the star hanging from his chest is suddenly apparent. The badge's inscription read, "DEPUTY," drawn in blue marker.
"What is the matter, kitten? You seem nervous. You aren't hiding something from an Officer, are you?" He purrs teasingly as he stalks towards me, closing the gap between us like a skillful cat cornering a mouse.
"Of course not! N-no." I nervously laugh, crossing my arms over my cleavage as I shrink, completely enveloped in his shadow.
The Officer narrows his eyes, emerald colored and piercing as they stare into my soul. His features look so familiar, high cheekbones, a clean shaven face and military cut.
"I-I mean Officer. No, Officer. I am not, Sir," I swallow the fear burning goosebumps over my bodice, the cold night's breeze enhancing the chills.
The man smirks, his lips barely touching mine as he speaks quietly to me, "Then you won't mind if I search you. Against the car. Now."
Before I can process his words, the brute captures my neck and forcefully pushes me against my car door. I reflexively suck in air as the blow knocks the wind from me, and any thoughts I had of escaping dissipate.
The Officer, satisfied with my stillness, laughs beneath his breath as his hands roam every curve my legs have to offer, the tips of his fingers inching my skirt further up my thighs with each pass.
I gasp at his audacity as his unwanted touch warms my core. I shove him in response as the ache between my thighs becomes unbearable.
He snickers at my expense, entertained by my struggle as he conquers my slender figure in strength, height, and power. His hands molest me, increasing vigor as I begin to pant. Dextrous fingers unraveling my corset, pinching my pink nipples until they harden.
I hesitate, freezing in place as I fail to say anything. Each attempt to push him off me fails as my delicate frame is no match for his strength.
The Officer grins, harshly squeezing my ass cheeks as he wraps my legs around his belt's waistline. "Now where could you be hiding something from me?"
I grit my teeth, groaning as my body reacts to him grinding himself in my lap. My cheeks blush with embarrassment as my thong dampens. I violently squirm, not wanting him to feel the wetness.
"Oh my.. Is it here?" he feints a surprise, giving my rump another squeeze as he presses his erection directly into my soaked thong.
"Please! Please, Officer stop!" I whimper as I hear his buckle click undone, and zipper coast downwards.
