[NSFW] The policeman and his thief

**[F Writer here!]**

She squirmed uncomfortably. 

The metal cuffs dug into her wrists, forcing her arms to contort unnaturally. The gag in her mouth was damp with spit. In the mad scramble earlier, she has gotten sweaty and bruised.

She could now feel her new lacy lingerie (stolen from a high-end shop only a day ago) itching and irritating against her damp skin. In her haste, she had stolen a pair that is just a little too tight. The lace ended a bit lower than it should. With every breath and tremble, it scratched against her sensitive and perky nipples.

She swore under her breath. How did she get here? Sweaty, in her new school uniform and tied to a chair on a Monday night? No one was supposed to be here! He’s supposed to be on duty during weeknights!

Fuck!

“Well it’s your lucky day, no one’s at their desks right now.” The policeman was back! She glared at him as he strolled back into the room. 

He’s walking closer… just a little bit closer… 

She aimed for his balls. It was a long shot, but it was a desperate attempt to get out. But no go – he caught her ankle and tsked. “My my, here I thought I might let you off easy…” She cried out in pain as his fingers bruised her ankle like a hot iron.

She felt his gaze settle on her panties like a heavy weight and blushed in anger. It is a matching g-sting, and it was digging uncomfortably into her. She leaned back, but in doing so, only dug the g-string further into her. If it wasn’t damp before she got into this position – it certainly was now.

“Let me have a taste of that.” She felt his fingers press against her through the flimsy fabric and plunged in. She cried out in shock, but her muffled protests quickly turned into groans with each firm stroke against her clit. 

Shamefully, she clung on to him when he pulled out his fingers and tasted her juices. “Who’d known that a girl like you… Would taste so delicious?” A hot flush rose to her face, as she felt herself both angered… and aroused at his words.

Still holding onto her ankle, he pressed in. She wanted to scream or maybe beg at his sudden move. The straps on that damn bralette dug into her, causing her half-exposed nipples to press rock hard against her shirt.

“I’m surprised you’re wearing white – I think you’re more suited to red” the policeman teased, “and my, you’re really turned on aren’t you?” She shook her head in denial. But that didn’t stop him from tearing open her shirt and grabbing her boobs. His hot palm was a balm against her moist skin, as he rubbed and teased her right nipple, rolling it in his fingers. Her left nipple itched even more, desperate for some, any, kind of attention from him.

“A little risqué for Monday, isn’t it” Her right nipple burned with sudden pain. He’d snapped the bralette strap right on top of her nipple! Her pain quickly turned into pleasure as he sucked on her bruised nipple.

Something hot is pressing against her… Her eyes snapped open at the sight of the policeman’s penis. When did he pull it out? But before she could protest, he pushed it in one smooth stroke. He groaned as he thrusted against her again and again, his fingers digging into her and his face uncomfortably close.

She closed her eyes and, despite herself, savoured this absurd situation.

He finished with one, long, hard thrust and her whole body went limp. Despite herself, she whimpered in disappointment as he pulled out. “I’ll keep an eye out for you, Miss Jeanine.” 

Her eyes flew open in terror. How did he get her name?! She felt a wave of despair and groaned. That only caused more hot cum to leak out of her, leaving a stain on her school skirt.

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