Casandra; Hit and run

Casandra can’t believe what she is having to go through. She is forcibly walking down the sidewalk, with nothing on except the handcuffs that bind her hands behind her back, all the while a cop is holding her and making her move forward.

Her mind goes crazy as she wants to cover herself up so badly, but no matter how hard she budges, she can’t get the handcuffs off her wrists. Each attempt and struggle only makes her massive chest heave and jiggle about, bouncing around on her chest.

A permanent blush covers her tan cheeks as she feels the cool air tickle her bare skin. The rough, corse sidewalk feels crumbly against her soft feet. She’s lucky that no one is currently on the same street as her, cause she’d have no clue how she’d react to someone watching her shameful display.

“While we have the time, you mind telling me why you decided to expose yourself in a public parking lot, Ma’am?” The cop said with apathy in his voice.

“I swear I didn’t do it on purpose! I was waiting for my clothes to be washed!” Casandra replied, pleading with the officer.

“Yeah… I’m guessing your guy friend was helping you through the boredom, huh?” He said jokingly, not buying Casandra’s excuses.

“UUGH! Don’t even talk about him! I never want to see that putas face again!” Casandra said, practically growling as she remembers what she saw on his chest. She thought he and her had a connection! A bond that could never be broken! But now all she can think of is finding him and telling him what for after kicking his ass.

“If it makes you feel better, we can track him down after we have you situated at the station, Ma’am,” The officer said.

Panic started to settle in for Casandra. Once she sets foot inside the station, 10’s of policemen and women will see her entire nude body in all of its glory. Just the thought alone has her mind racing with embarrassment, but her body warms itself from below to her core. It’s like her mind and body are at odds over what to feel.

But Casandra wasn’t going to stew over these feelings in a police station, that’s for sure. But she needs a way out, and she needs to think of one fast.

“W-Wait! I think I see him in that alley over there!” Casandra said in mock surprise.

“Where?” The police man said, hurriedly walking past Casandra to peer into the alley across the street. But as he is distracted, Casandra quickly turns around and kicks him square in the crotch.

“AAAGH!” The police man shouted, falling to the ground with his hands around his crotch in pain. Once he fell, Casandra starts running down the sidewalk as fast as she can.

As she runs, she can feel her breasts bounce around wildly with each stride. She wishes she could cover them for stability, but she lacks the ability unfortunately. With her hands cuffed behind her back, she feels her hands tap against her ass as she runs, allowing her to feel how jiggly her butt cheeks are with each step.

Her heart races and her core somehow warms up even more as with how exposed she is running down the sidewalk. She hates to admit it, but she feels amazing!

She manages to run down the entire block, Turing the corner to find a place to hide. She scans the new block she is on and finds an alleyway close by.