C: Road Rage and Traffic Stops

Without thinking too much, I grabbed the keys to the Porshe and floored it. I sped down the road as fast as the SUV would take me.
My mind was in a flurry. I was confused and trying to process what the hell was happening when the red and blue flashing lights of the police car blazed behind me. "Fuck." I said as I pulled over.

The cop that got out of the patrol car was a woman who looked like she knew her way around the weight rack. I rolled down the window and tried to come up with a logical explanation of why I was driving someone else's car without a driver's licence, but before I could say a word, the woman let out a gasp of surprise and dropped to her knees. "Your Majesty." She said. "My deepest apologies, no one informed us that you were in town. I feel so terrible for disrupting your driving. Punish me as you see fit." The police woman said.
"Punish you?" I asked incredulously.
"You really should not be driving around by yourself without an escort." She said before she pulled out her radio. "I need backup, we have a VIP in need of an escort. Repeat, VIP in need of security detail." The police woman said before she bent over the hood of the Porsche "While we wait for your security detail, please do with me as you see fit."

I could not drive while the woman was leaning over the front of my car, so I got out and looked the athletic woman up and down and asked her. "Why are you doing this?"
"Because you are my king, Majesty. My life belongs to you. To serve your majesty is the highest honor and privilege one can strive for."

I touched the crown that fit so snugly upon my head. I could not help but notice that the metal felt cool in the warm afternoon sun. "So you would do anything I told you to? Right now if I commanded that you pull out your gun and shoot yourself, you would really..." I watched in horror as the woman grabbed her pistol and started to move it towards her own head. "...Stop!" I commanded. The police woman dropped her pistol and looked at me with relief. "Holy shit, you really would have done it, wouldn't you?"
"Of course, Your Majesty. I would gladly give my life for you. Who would not lay down their life for their king?"

As I started to process how despite the insanity of the situation, it was all really happening, four police cars pulled up. Sixteen police officers and four canines came rushing out of their squad cars and clamored over themselves to kneel at my feet and pledge their undying fealty to me. """What is your will, Your Majesty?""" They all said in unison.

"Alright. Let's test this for real. Which of you have daughters over eighteen?" About half of them raised their hands and offered to show me pictures. "Alright, y'all go pick up your girls and bring them to this address." I said showing them the address of The Bancroft Estate. "The rest of you will escort me there now, then you can put that slut Katrina and her stuck up sister Miranda under arrest." I commanded.
"Arrest them for what, Your Majesty?" one of the police officers asked.
"For being bitches." I said. "We can arrest her parents for raising a pair of bitches while you are at it."
"""Yes. Your Majesty.""" The police officers said.