Behind the lockup

At the back of the garage area was a door, Chris unlocked it and pushed his hooded captive cop through the door, inside was a standing cage, and a fuck bench built over a small puppy crate, and a small rack of leather restraints against the wall, along with a rack of leather wear, uniform trousers, BLUF uniform and different motorcycle leathers.

Looking around he thought, as he hadn’t planned any of this or a session like this he was ill equipped, his own handcuff selection wasn’t kept here, he preferred playing with steel, it was a lot stricter and inescapable but all of that kit was stored with his boss. He pushed the cop forward towards the middle of the room. Pulling him up and allowing him to stand he started to speak. “It’s not too late, we can still sort this out.” The cop said.

He needed time to think and these constant interruptions weren’t helping. He clenched his fist and slammed it into the cops stomach. Winded the cop dropped to the floor, he took a small bottle of something he’d used before which would give him time to sort something more suitable. Cracking it open and then holding the open bottle underneath the hood he watched as the cop went limp. Carefully recapping the bottle he stepped back. Removed the cops utility belt, chucking it in the corner behind him. He uncuffed the cop and unbuckled the cuffs back. Taking thick leather cuffs, he attached and locked these to each ankle and wrist, then using the chain winch attached the chains to his wrists, he hauled the cop up listening to the winching chain forcing him to stand. His head hung limp to his neck, Chris grabbed a posture collar and red ball gag and placed it around his neck and secured the gag in his mouth. Finally he knelt down and attached the cops ankles to two more chains and pulled them tight so he was stood spreadeagled.

“Perfect.” Said Chris out loud. He headed out of the lockup and grabbed the jacket and hat again, “best get this car to that garage” he’d made a few phone calls to find out where that was, he’d just leave the car on the street and post the keys, it would be after hours now anyway. He just hoped he wouldn’t get spotted. Backing the car out of the lock up he headed out of the car park and drove off into the night.