Broken down on a deserted street late at night was not a situation which Danni pictured being in before leaving the club. Her situation wouldn't have been so bad, except her cell phone is dead and she was dressed rather provocatively, having just come from the nightclub. She'd gone to dance and drink and have a good time and to her dismay she was on her way home- alone- when her car broke down. Danni knew she had to get to a phone, but there were nothing but strip malls and industrial buildings and the only phones to be seen were outside sleazy looking liquor stores, surrounded by crowds of dark looking men...
Danni had never wished to find a police officer more in her life. She debated whether to leave the car or not, but when she couldn't take it anymore, she screwed up her courage, gathered her belongings and, locking the door behind her, she started down the street.
Danni remembered- or thought she remembered- another shopping center a few blocks back. The lights were out on the street and her "come fuck me" boots clacked as she walked, breaking the cool evening silence. The moisture lay thick and heavy on the air, muffling the sounds of the night- the few passing cars, the whistle of a solitary train in the distance...
Looking down at the ground, Danni didn't see the car come around the corner in front of her. All she knew was that, in an instant, she was bathed in white light while an authoritative voice called out behind her. "Hey, come here!"
As she looked up, Danni got the distinct impression that she'd done something wrong. She saw the outline of a police cruiser and inside at least one officer, shining his spot light directly into her eyes. She started to walk toward the cruiser, her hands over her eyes, letting her jacket spill open....
"That's far enough. Turn around."
Danni did as she was told, of course. She was never one to resist authority. She placed her hands on top of her head, interlocking her fingers like she'd seen in the movies. It wasn't long before the light switched off and she felt hands on her flanks...
"A little late to be working, isn't it?" The officer asked. His voice wasn't as gruff up close, just calm, professional, stern. He began frisking her, first outside her petty coat, then up underneath...
"Excuse me? Working?" Danni turned her head. Before she could complete her inquiry, he barked back:
"Eyes forward!" he accentuated this with his right hand firmly grabbing the nape of her neck, forcing her neck straight, while his left hand slide across her ass cheeks...
I shouldn't have dressed this dirty tonight. He thinks I'm a hooker!
"Spread your legs." He ordered. Danni nodded, and tried to split them shoulder width apart, her eyes closed, waiting for this to be over. He would be sorry!
This is why you don't go to the club alone, Danni Girl!!
She felt him kneels down, his hands sliding up and down her legs, then going up her skirt...
"HEY!" She shouted, startled. The balls on this cop were just too much. She spun around, only to get a blast of light to her eyes. The cop had her blinded, and Danni found herself being taken by the arm...
...away from the street.
The flashlight shut off and she found herself behind the store on the corner. Her body was pressed up against the wall, the only light now spilling in from the moonlight outside the alley...
She felt cold steel on her wrists. Her first instinct was to resist, but his hands were too powerful. She felt her face rub into the wall, and at last, she was cuffed. Danni had frequently used handcuffs before...for purposes less criminal, though requiring the same degree of restraint... so she knew to relax now. She was cuffed and without ripping her coat, shirt and bra completely off, there was no way for her to be un-cuffed.
Danni was breathing hard, legs spread again, trying not to get excited. Her hormones were betraying her even as she prayed for the ordeal to end. She could feel a warm, tingling sensation in her crotch as the blood flowed to it, while the cop behind her searched her bag. He chuckled and Danni could only assume he'd found her condoms. Now he was sure to think she was a whore.
