Read part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/SirsStories/comments/cebqpu/yes_officer_part_1/), based on [this post]( https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMcommunity/comments/be021h/im_an_officer_and_i_went_into_subspace_today_at/).
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The officers in the room were still running the same drills that they had been when Sarah left a few minutes earlier.
She hoped that no one had realised how turned on she was by that last arrest, and she felt embarrassed by how easily she had dropped her guard and how she had started to touch herself without any thought.
Mark looked over from watching a pair completing the drills and walked over to her, smiling. “Are you okay?” He looked up and down her body, his eyes holding a fraction too long to be professional, and he shook his head slightly as he brought his eyes back up to look into hers.
“Yeah” Sarah said, smiling weakly at him, feeling a rush flow through her when he looked at her.
By this stage most of the others in the room had finished, and the officers were standing around talking. Seeing this, Mark called them over into a group.
“Ok guys, that’s great. As we said earlier, most arrests will involve compliant suspect. Now we’re going to go through what you can do if the person doesn’t comply with you. Sometimes you might need to call backup or use other means available to you, for example, if you are significantly smaller than the person you are trying to arrest. In our case…” he gestured to Sarah “I would be able to arrest Sarah quite easily, whilst she might need to call for another officer or use other methods. If you decide to go ahead, I’m going to show you some techniques you can use to subdue someone who is struggling or resisting. Sarah here is going to try and escape my attempt to arrest her…”
Sarah felt everyone’s eyes on her again as he came towards her, pulling his cuffs from his waist “Turn around” he said harshly and Sarah fought the urge to give in, every cell in her body wanted to do what he commanded, but she stayed put. He was louder now, more aggressive, the roughness in his voice turned her on so much. “Turn the fuck around!” He stepped closer and grabbed her, half spinning her and half stepping around her, his knee pushing into the back of hers, breaking her stance and forcing her to the ground in one swift movement. She began to struggle, the primal fear kicking in now, arousing her even more as her fight or flight instincts battled with each other and her urge to give in. She felt her nipples hardening, but the fear overpowered any embarrassment she might have felt of her colleagues seeing her exposed.
He twisted her arm around behind her, and she let out a little whimper of pain and pleasure. She was still trying to fight back, but she was no match for the bigger officer’s size and power. She felt his hand on the back of her neck, controlling her movement and pressing her head gently but firmly into the soft matting of the floor. “Put your fucking hands behind your back so I can cuff you” She didn’t do what he said. She couldn’t. Her body went limp as she dropped into subspace. She couldn’t resist as he brought her other hand behind her back and cuffed her. She felt his weight on top of her and it was very comforting. She felt like there was nothing else. She was floating on clouds, her entire world a buzzy far off mess, the hall a distant memory. The dizziness was intoxicating and every second seemed to last forever.
She felt her arms fall to her sides as the cuffs were undone, but the feeling was muffled and sound was numbed. Mark pulled her into a sitting position, holding her head to support her. She blinked and began to come back to reality, looking around the room.
“As you can see” Mark spoke to the room “even someone in great physical shape can be exhausted by even a short struggle, there are many emotions that happen in those few seconds and adrenalin will only keep you going for so long. Now, go into your pairs and practice, make sure to take breaks before you switch.”
The group separated off into pairs around the hall and Mark helped her to her feet “Come with me”. He led her by her arm out of the hall into a small kitchen area. She wondered if he knew that it wasn’t the typical fight rush that had ‘tired her out’ she wondered if he knew that she was absolute putty in his hands, that, in that moment, he had had complete control of her body and her mind.
He let go of her and she tried to catch her breath as he grabbed a coke out of the fridge. “Here” he popped it open and handed it to her “this will help”. She took it and drank a few sips and tried to thank him, but no words came out.
“Are you OK” he asked, looking concerned. “I’ve never seen anyone go into… react like that before.” He paused for a moment “at least, not at work”. Sarah gulped down the cola and it did feel better; everything was becoming clearer now. But as she started to regain some sense of what was going on around her, the unresolved emotions began to flood back. Her feelings for the man who was standing over her, caring for her, the man who had effortless overpowered and pushed her into subspace without even trying.
She put the drink on the counter and turned towards him, she looked up at him, he had lowered himself a little but he was still taller than her, a few years older as well. She couldn’t think of anything to say to break the sexual tension that was hanging in the air so she did the only natural thing she could think of and slid her arms around his waist, pulling him in for a hug and burying her head in his chest. He was a little taken aback but took it in his stride, wrapping his strong arms around her, holding her close. She felt him squeezing her gently and holding her in place. She pulled away slightly, but so that they were still in each other’s arms. She looked up, stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him. He kissed her back for a few seconds before pulling away, she felt nervous. What if she’d judged this wrong and he was just being professional and helpful?
He looked at her before smiling and pressing her against the fridge, kissing her again. It could only have been for a few seconds, but it felt amazing to Sarah, like they had known each other for years. He pulled away again and spoke softly to her “Later… We can’t do it now. Someone might walk in on us” His words hung in the air. Sarah didn’t know what to think. What did he mean would happen later? She had a pretty good idea, but she was looking forward to finding out for definite.
“I think we should go back through” Mark said, pulling away from her, her arms falling away from him. He smiled and made his way to the door. Sarah followed him back to the hall.
The rest of the day melted away quickly for Sarah. It was mostly talking about situational applications. There were only a few more fighting techniques, which were much less intense, and Sarah managed to hold herself together for. She even managed to ‘Win’ a couple of drills against her taller superior, although it was obvious that he was just playing along.
As the day came to an end Mark thanked everyone and gave a final few words of wisdom. Most of the officers began to make their way to the exit. “Sarah, would you mind hanging back and giving me a hand to put some of this equipment away?”
Sarah felt butterflies’ race through her. She said a quick goodbye to her colleagues and made her way over to the pads and other equipment that lay strewn around. They put the equipment away in silence.
Once everything was neatly stored away Mark came over and slid his hand around her waist, she pressed her palm into his chest gently and looked up at him smiling.
“Come with me” He pulled away, grabbing her hand as he did so, and led her away to the front of the facility. He let go of her hand and took a set of keys out of his pocket. He locked the door and turned to her. “The only other person with a key to this place is 500 miles away on holiday… This place is ours for the entire weekend…”
Sarah began to realise what his plan might be, and she started to feel excited.
“So” he said, walking towards her, grabbing hold of her again as he towered over her “Are you going to do what I say?”
Sarah smiled and kissed him again, as she spoke she looked up at him, ready for whatever was to come, “Yes, Officer”.
[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/SirsStories/comments/f3sil8/yes_officer_part_3/?)
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/f3skpn/yes_officer_part_2_mdomfsub