Liv swiped angrily at the tears streaking down her face, the road a blurry map in front of her. She tried to be an understanding girlfriend. She really did. But tonight was supposed to be special. She finally decided to tell Neil she loved him.
She’d been holding back the words for weeks, even though he was the perfect match for her. Almost. It was that *almost* that had her hesitating, but no one was perfect, right? He really was a fantastic guy. Sweet. Considerate. Even in bed.
And that wasn’t a bad thing. He was a better lover than most. In fact, he was the best lover she’d ever had. It was just that there always something in the back of her mind. A desire for something darker Neil didn’t fulfill.
None of that mattered now anyway. He’d bailed on her – again – to cover a sick co-worker. A messy emotional mass of anger and disappointment, it probably wasn’t the best idea to go for a drive to clear her head. Especially since she her chaotic thoughts just seemed to cloud her mind even more.
As she realized she’d somehow sped up to 85 miles an hour on a 40 mile per hour stretch of road, she saw the flashing kaleidoscope of a policeman’s lights behind her.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuuuuck!” she screamed in the car. So not what she needed right now.
Liv pulled to the side of the road and then proceeded to make one questionable decision after another. Instead of staying put in the car, she flung the door open and faced the officer, fists clenched at her sides. Jaw set mutinously, she made eye contact with him, gave him the finger, then ran off down the road in the opposite direction.
“What the fuck?” he exclaimed before pursuing her. In a few short strides, he caught her around the waist, lifting her off her feet.
Struggling against his hold, she pushed at the iron grip around her waist while kicking against his shins. Liv hadn’t bothered to change after Neil called, just grabbed her keys and headed out the door. Now her short, form-fitting dress had ridden up her body as she tried to wriggle from the cop’s firm hold. It bunched at her waist, leaving her bottom half exposed for the world to see. Within seconds, she found herself with her cheek pressed against the hood of her car and her hands restrained in cuffs.
Hearing the firm click of the cuffs locking around her wrists, she froze.
“What the hell was that?” the cop growled at her. He sounded…angry. Fierce. “I should haul you in for assaulting a police officer.”
“But you won’t,” Liv threw back at him, scorn lacing her voice. There was a long pause before he finally responded.
“No, I won’t.” His voice was rough and gravelly. While he kept her pinned down with one arm, the other hand explored the length of her thigh, the curve of her ass. Then she felt it. The full length of him pressing against her butt cheek.
“What…what are you doing?” Liv asked tremulously, all bravado having fled her voice.
“Frisking you. What did you think I was doing?” His hand wandered to between her legs, feeling the smooth bare lips of her cunt.
“No panties?” Shock and a touch of anger laced his voice. “I should add indecent exposure to the charges as well. Were you driving around hoping you’d get fucked tonight? Play the little slut by exposing this pretty little cunt for the world to see?”
Liv shook her head, or at least she tried as best she could still pressed against the hood of her car. Her heart started thundering in her chest. They were on a public road, but it was isolated and seldom traversed this time of night. He could do anything and no one would ever hear her screams.
Panicking, she tried to free herself and stopped abruptly when she felt the strong *thwap* of his palm on her butt cheek. She gasped in pain and – oh, fuck her! – arousal.
She thought of Neil, sweet considerate Neil, who had never so much as raised his voice at her. Neil whom she loved dearly and enjoying making love with. Guilt threaded through her because, as much as she loved her sweet Neil, *this* man she wanted to fuck. *This* man who restrained her and abused her tapped into the darker desires her loving Neil never did.
Another hard slap landed on her cheek, eliciting a gasp of pain. Then three more in fast succession. She bit her lip as tears escaped her eyes. Then the hand that abused her discovered her shame.
“You’re wet. You’re fucking wet.” He leaned down to rasp in her ear. “You love this, you filthy little slut, don’t you?”
When Liv remained stubbornly silent, he rocked his erection into her, demanding, “Tell me. Tell me or this stops now.”
“Yes.” The single word escaped on a sobbing gasp.
He rewarded her honesty by dragging a fingertip up and down her slick slit. He circled her swollen clit, just barely grazing the sensitive nerve endings. He traced the same path over and over again until she couldn’t take it any longer, wriggling her hips back into his exploring fingers and letting out a whimper of dismay when he removed them altogether.
“Not yet, sweetheart. You come when I say you can. You’ve broken the law and need to pay the consequences.”
He hauled her up off the hood and turned her around to face him. Her arms were still constrained uncomfortably behind her, but that didn’t stop him from forcing her on her back. He lifted her leg, throwing it over his shoulder and leaned forward to immobilize her. She lay on there, fully exposed to him and the world.
“Please. What are you…?”
“Please? Are you begging me now?” He laughed harshly and a little cruelly. He looked down to see her wetness glistening in the dim illumination of the street lights. “Fuck, you’ve got a pretty pussy. I’d love to spend all night ‘punishing’ you.”
He reached down for his belt and Liv closed her eyes against the assault she was helpless to stop. But instead of feeling the head of his cock pushing against her opening, she felt the coolness of his police baton.
“Oh. No. Please don’t…” She ended her plea on a gasp as he began to steadily fuck her with his baton, one torturous inch at a time. The road echoed with her lust-filled cries.
“Yes! Fucking take it, baby. Such a fucking hungry little pussy.”
She groaned under his determined assault, her wetness coating it with every filthy word he uttered. He curled his arm around her thigh to rub her clit.
“Now you can come, slut.”
“Aahh. I’m going to… Fuck yes!” Liv rocked her hips up and down, urging him to fuck her faster, harder, driving her over that edge into bliss. Her cunt squeezed the baton in a pulsing rhythm that finally broke his control.
He pulled out the baton, laying it next to her, while he pulled out his own raging erection. He thrust into her with no ceremony, his entry well-lubricated from her mind-shattering orgasm. No longer willing to deny that this was what she craved, she spread her legs wide, welcoming him into her dripping heat.
He fucked her so hard the car rocked with his powerful thrusts. Even as the lights of a car approached and slowed to a crawl before eventually driving off, he fucked her. He pounded into her on and on until he finally felt the telling twinges of another orgasm around his cock. Then he reached down to caress her nub and came with her.
Long minutes passed as he gasped for breath, slowly realizing what he’d just done. *Shit!*
He raised himself off her and was about to pull out when she wrapped her legs around him, drawing him back in. He leaned back into her, a question in his eyes. She smiled sweetly up at him and raised her head to kiss him.
“I love you, Neil.”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/7msoy5/traffic_violation_mf_nondubcon_uniform
Amazing
Exceptionally well written!