Diana's Downfall: Spanking, Streaking, Scrubbing, and Stone

Diana loudly yelped as she felt the first hard swat of the cane, the loud thwack echoing through the relatively quiet park.

"Count them out, Girl!" Sister Alexandria shouted sternly, delivering another swat to Diana's ass.

"Ow! Two!" Diana yelped in pain.

"Start from the beginning!" Alexandria ordered, smacking Diana's ass again.

"Eep! One!" Diana said, shaking as she felt Alexandria deliver another spank. "T-Two!"

This continued on for a while, Diana counting off the spanks that Alexandria gave her as the rest of the people watched on in amusement. And every time she slipped up, she had to start the count all over again. She knew that she had a hot ass, but her butt was literally on fire now! She wasn't sure if she'd be able to sit down for weeks.

This was insane! She was a policewoman, graduating at the top of her class at The Academy. And yet here she was, hands cuffed together and getting her ass caned by a nun like she was some kind of naughty schoolgirl! And perhaps, what was most humiliating of all, she was getting turned on by this. She could feel her womanhood get damper with every swat, praying that no one would notice.

"S-sixty-eight! Ow!" Diana yelped as she was continuously spanked, "Sixty-nine! Yipe!"

Diana was almost certain that this was probably the reason that pest who somehow manage to pass Academy training despite her previous profession nearly froze up at the mention of the word. If only she could remember her name. 'Sherri Song'? Was that it?

She couldn't think about it now, however, as she desperately fought against climaxing to the constant and consistent spankings she was being given.

"Ninety-seven! Ouch! Ninety-eight! Yipe! Ninety-nine!" Diana let out a gasp as she she shook, "One hundred!"

"I hope you've learned you're listen, you little harlot!" Alexandria scolded, delivering one last moan to Diana's dark red ass...

Causing her to involuntarily let out a moan as she straightened herself back up. Half a second later, Diana gulped as she realized what she had just done, bringing her hands back to her womanhood as she spun around to see the angry look on The Nun's face.

"Look! She's soaked down there!" One of the eighteen year olds said with a laugh as he pointed to the area between Diana's legs, causing the naked policewoman's face to become as red as her ass was.

"You sick, deviated, little pervert!" Alexandria snarled in disgust, "You're actually enjoying this! You really have no shame! Is your life nothing but sin and vice, you Devil Woman!"

Diana opened her mouth to retort, but was quickly cut off by the old woman who gave the nun her cane. "Don't worry, Sister Alexandria. I already called the police ten minutes ago, and they're sending out someone to pick this crazy madwoman up."

Diana quickly spun around on her heel to face the old woman, her face blazing as she donned an expression that was a mixture between horrified and mortified. "YOU WHAT?!"

"'The police'?" Alexandria scoffed, "This Devil Woman is going to need an exorcist to get rid of her sinful nature!"

Naked, cuffed, humiliated, partially blind, turned on, and now on the verge of being seen by another officer in a short amount of time, Diana did the only thing she could think to do. She bolted past the crowd towards the exit of the park, trying her best to ignore the laughs, catcalls, wolf whistles, and jeering of the group.

However, thanks to her garbage eyesight, Diana was unaware that she was running out of the park exit that she had just came from. Thus, she was now running in the opposite direction of her home...

---

A while later, Diana pressed her back against a brick wall as she hyperventilated. That was completely mortifying! And worst of all, considering three of those people recognized her, they could identify her to the officer who arrived at the park to investigate the claim. And once the officer compared that claim with the one from the middle aged woman at the beach...

"Oh, I'm so freaking dead." Diana moaned as she leaned her head back and closed her eyes. Her image had been completely destroyed by the events of tonight! And for what?! Because some fat ginger couldn't take a joke?!

Granted, maybe she should have left it at the fat jokes and not bothered to bring Alice's family and heritage into it, but still...

Diana shook her head, deciding that she could worry about this later. Right now, though, she needed to get out of here and get back home!

However, she also realized that she had another problem going on between her legs. The spanking had really done a number on her, making her turned on, and she still hadn't got a chance to relieve the tension like she had wanted to at the beach.

"Ugh! Why didn't I just stay in the car?" Diana groaned, "I've never been caught doing this before, why did I think making it riskier was a good idea?!"

Okay, change of plans. Right now, she had to take care of her dampening and tingling womanhood, then she needed to get out of here and get back home!

Peeking out from behind the wall, Diana squinted her eyes and saw what looked like a gas station with a few motorcycles out front. She didn't remember their being a gas station near her house. Perhaps it was new? Of course, she was practically blind without her contacts, so it was quite possible she was mistaking another building for one.

Too the left of the gas station, Diana saw a building that looked like a car garage with all the lights off and the door open. Diana smiled at this. Perhaps she could find a way to deal with her personal problem and find something to either unlock or break the cuffs at the exact same time, thereby making this ordeal a lot less difficult for her.

Looking to make sure the coast was clear, Diana made a mad dash for the dark building. She continued to look around nervously before entering through the door, coming to a stop in the middle of the room as she felt what felt like a conveyor belt under her feet. As she panted a bit from her run, the woman sighed in relief as she realized that she was safe. She did smell a strong aroma of chemicals, but she assumed that it was for car repair and just shrugged it off.

"Okay, now to find some picks or a hacksaw." Diana said as she looked around for a light. However, as she felt her damp womanhood against all ten of her fingers, the naked policewoman smirked impishly. It was dark in here, even with the open door, so she realized that no one could tell who she was...

Or what she was doing.

"But first..." She said as she lowered herself to the ground. "I've been through enough hell today, I deserve a little self-loving."

With that said, Diana lowered herself to the ground and sat down on the conveyor belt-like ground, wincing as her stinging butt made made contact with the cold surface.

Unbeknownst to the woman, she had accidentally sat on a pressure plate underneath...

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Inside the gas station, the manager sighed as he saw the group of biker girls making a mess of the place. He had tried to politely ask them to leave, but they clearly were content with staying where they were. The man sighed as he looked over at the clock on the wall. He had called the police half an hour ago, but they still had yet to send anyone out like they said they would.

The man soon an all too familiar chime to him, telling him that there was a car in the free car wash. Still staring up at the clock, he automatically reached for the button to start it up...

---

Diana had just started to pleasure herself when the door behind her slammed shut, causing the naked policewoman to jump in surprise at the noise. Just as she looked over her shoulder, however, Diana gasped as the lights suddenly came on, momentarily blinding her as she winced and blinked. Squinting her eyes, the woman could see several rows of machines as she was suddenly lurched forward on the conveyor belt.

Diana gulped as she finally put two and two together. This wasn't a car garage...

Diana had just enough time to close her eyes before she was sprayed with soapy water from a series of jets in one arch, causing the woman to spit and sputter as she tried to stagger to her feet. However, she had just got to her knees when two lower jets sprayed both her womanhood and butt, simultaneously letting out a moan and a yelp from the blast.

Getting to her feet quickly, Diana raised her cuffed hands to wipe away the water and soap off her face, shaking her head before looking forward again. She squinted her eyes as she saw the scrubbers spinning towards her, spinning her around and around as the cloth strips scrubbed her thoroughly while the young woman yelped and screamed.

Once she was thoroughly scrubbed down, Diana slipped and landed on her butt, letting out a hiss as her head swam. Shaking her head, Diana staggered to her feet and looked up to see the nozzle of a high-pressure washer lowering itself before aiming right at her.

"Oh no." Diana squeaked, squeezing her eyes shut before her entire front was blasted with the water, knocking her off her feet and back onto her butt. Desperately turning onto her front to crawl away, she shrieked as she felt the power jets strike her backside, especially the cold water stinging her still sore butt.

After a few seconds, Diana felt the water had stopped as the washer rose up again. Shakily staggering to her feet, Diana soon felt more water being sprayed on her as the belt lead her through an archway. The woman groaned as she spat and sputtered, shaking her head to get the water off once the rinsing stopped.

Before she could even take a step away, however, Diana noticed that she was being carried through another archway. She sighed in annoyance as she used her hands to cover her face and shook her head. "What now?"

---

Back in the gas station, the manager sighed as he witnessed the biker girls continue to make a mess of things, wondering when the police were going to get here already and shoo them out!

"Yo, Pops!" One of the biker girls said as she placed a case of beer and twelve bags of chips on the counter. "These and a pack of smokes, chop chop! Oh, and Buttercup broke your slushy machine."

"Sorry." A larger, muscular biker girl said with shrug as she held up the nozzle in her hand as a wave of frozen slushy fell to the floor.

The manager sighed in annoyance as he began to ring up the items, occasionally looking over to the security monitors in case the police did show up. He did a double take as he saw the screen for the car wash as a naked woman was covering her face why being sprayed with pink, blue, and green foam wax before being carried forwards again.

"What the hell...?"

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"GET ME THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" Diana screamed as she went through a mitter curtain, feeling the cloth strips scrubbing her again.

Just as they stopped, the woman turned to run again, only to go hear the familiar noise of the scrubbers again. Diana could only groan as she was once again spun around and around while being scrubbed thoroughly, doing her best to keep her lunch down. Once the scrubbers stopped and she once again felt her head swim, Diana fell flat on her ass once more as she went through another rinsing archway.

Now soaking wet, Diana staggered to her feet once more as she carefully walked forward on the conveyor belt. Squinting her eyes, the naked policewoman saw that she was finally at the exit of this car wash. She let out a sigh of relief as she walked forward...

Only to be hit with hot, hurricane **** winds from the drying arch, feeling her skin and hair rapidly dry as her lips flapped from the **** of the winds. Once the dyers started to die down, Diana felt herself being spat out of the other end of the carwash.

The Policewoman saw a nearby mirror as she squinted her eyes to look over her reflection. Her short, black hair was frizzled and wild, sticking out all over the place. And it was slick and shiny from the wax, just like how the rest of her body was as well. Especially her freshly spanked ass, practically glowing. Even the handcuffs around her wrists had a new shine to them, like they were freshly polished.

Diana let out a groan as she sprinted through the gas station parking lot, adding 'take a shower' to her ever growing list of things to do once she got home. She groaned again, this time in annoyance. At this rate, by the time she got dressed and came back to the beach, her car would already have been towed back to the precinct, and she would later be questioned why she had abandoned it all night in a random parking lot.

As well as why she abandoned it with her uniform, shoes, underwear, bra, wallet, firearm, and phone inside.

As Diana was trying to think up a solid cover story, she bumped into one of the biker girls that were leaving the gas station, falling flat on her ass for the umpteenth time tonight. Looking up at the large, burly blur, the naked policewoman quickly said, "Sorry, Sir! I was just on my -"

"Did you just call me 'Sir', you kinky little freak?!" The burly biker girl snarled as she and the other bikers glared at her.

Recognizing the voice as female, Diana squinted her eyes again and gasped as she saw it was a woman she had bumped into. "I'm terribly sorry, Ma'am! I'm practically blind without my contacts. I can barely see a foot pass my nose. So when I saw you, I -"

"Oh, so I look like a man to you, huh?!" The biker girl yelled as she grabbed Diana's handcuffs and yanked the naked policewoman to her feet, glaring daggers into her eyes.

Diana was pretty sure she lost whatever control she ever had retained since this whole ordeal began. And this time, she was willingly giving it up. She had been already been cuffed and spanked tonight, so she had become broken beyond belief. However, from the murderous glare the burly woman was giving, Diana wasn't sure that she was going to go easy on her like Alice did, or even relatively easy like Sister Alexandria.

"Cool it, Buttercup! The Fuzz!" Another biker called out in a panic, causing the burly woman to drop Diana.

Diana groaned as her ass hit the pavement. Looking up, the woman saw the biker girls climb onto her hogs and speed off down the street as a car pulled in to the gas station.

And despite, being practically blind, Diana did not need to squint her eyes as she saw the flashing red and blue lights.

The naked policewoman whimpered as she curled up into a ball while the headlights of the cruiser were turned off. This was it. Her career was over. She was so freaking fired! Not only that, but the image that she maintained just crumbled into dust.

At least now things couldn't possibly get any worse, right?

"Well, well, well. What have we hear?" A female voice said as the owner of the voice stepped out of the car.

Diana paled as she recognized the voice, not needing to squint her eyes to see who it was. Why her? Of all the members of the police department, why did it have to be her?!

Looking up, Diana was greeted with the sight of a 4'5.5" tall, twenty-five year old blonde woman dressed in a police officer's uniform, complete with a name tag that read "Officer S. Stone".

"They made you an officer?!" Diana asked in shock as she got to her feet and covered her womanhood. "When?!"

"Oh, right. You weren't at the party last week when I was given my promotion, weren't you?" Sasha said with a smirk, "Because you were 'too busy to hang around with little girls who still play make believe and are better suited for babysitting mall rats', was that right?"

Diana couldn't even open her mouth to reply.

"The darndest thing tonight, Diana." Sasha said, chuckling to herself. "Dispatch sends me out to locate you after you haven't answered your radio for five hours, and while I'm out looking, we get a call about a streaker on the beach who left a nightstick and a hat behind."

"Oh, well, that is quite funny, isn't it?" Diana asked, trying to keep a blush off her face as she looked around nervously.

"I thought so too, honestly." Sasha admitted, "However, when I got there, I found one of our cars there. And, coincidence of coincidence, it happens to be the one registered out to you."

"Oh, I'm sure it's all -"

"And then we get a call about sexual deviant streaking in the park." Sasha continued, "So I, as the closet vehicle at the time, go to check it out. And sure enough, the description of the deviant, who was," she shivered in terror as she **** out the next word, "spanked by a nun with a cane, matched the exact same description of the streaker on the beach."

"Well now, that is rather -"

"And it gets even weirder as we go down the rabbit hole." Sasha added as she continued on. "While I'm taking the reports of the people at the park, dispatch radios in to tell me about a group of trouble makers at this very gas station. So, I finish up the interviews quickly and put my investigation on hold to take care of the hooligans here, when I get another call from dispatch telling me that the same guy called in again to report a crazy naked woman taking a bath in the car wash. And when I finally get here, I find you, completely butt ass naked in public, with a red ass, and looking like you polished yourself during a hurricane."

"Well -"

"And you wanna know the funniest part?" Sasha asked with a smile as she approached the taller woman. "The streaker, the deviant, and the crazy woman were all reported to be wearing only a pair of handcuffs. Just like," she tugged on the chain between Diana's wrists, "you."

"Wow..." Diana said with a nervous laugh, forcing a smile. "W-what are the odds of that -"

"Yeah, you're under arrest for public indecency, breaking and entering, and public lewdness." Sasha said flatly as she reached for her Diana's arm and began to perp walk the naked cop to her car. "Anything you say can, and will, be used against you in the court of law."

Diana tried to break away from the smaller woman to make a break for it to her house, but it seemed it wasn't just the promotion that Diana had missed out on as Sasha now had a vice like grip on her. "C'mon, Sandra! Let's talk about this!"

"It's Sasha." The shorter blonde said in annoyance.

"Sasha! I can explain all this!" Diana said as Sasha opened the back door. "This wasn't my fault!"

"And just who's fault is it, then? Do you have a name or description?"

Diana opened her mouth to explain, only to close it again as a look of horrified shock came to her face. After everything she had gone through, she had forgotten that she never got the name of the girl. And when it came to description, she only had one to go off of from memory...

"Well, she was fat." Diana said, "And she... Uh, well..."

"I didn't think so." Sasha stated as she pushed Diana into the back seat. "Watch your head."

As Diana sat down in the back, cringing as she felt the cold, hard plastic against her sore ass, the woman looked up and gasped. "There she is, Sasha!" She shouted, leaning out the door as she pointed her head at a fat, feminine blur across the street. "That's the woman! That's her!"

Sasha looked over her shoulder at the figure that Diana was gesturing too. To Diana, she was looking at the woman who she was going to arrest for skinny dipping, only for the tables to be turned as she was the one being naked and arrested.

To Sasha, she was looking at an inflatable version of the mascot for "The Fat Lady's All-You-Can-Eat Buffet". With a flat expression, Sasha pushed Diana back into the car and shook her head.

"You, lady, have severely lost it." Sasha said as she slammed the back door, climbing back into the front seat.

Diana could only let out a whimper as Sasha started the cruiser and drove off towards the station, her face blazing as she heard the little officer call in her findings over the radio.

---

At the station, Sasha left Diana in the car as the shorter woman went in to inform the Police Chief of her findings. The naked policewoman, if she could even be called that after tonight, laid her head back and groaned as she realized that her worst nightmare was coming true! This was the worst night of her life!

And yet, for reasons that escaped her, Diana felt her fingers playing with her womanhood, a moan escaping her lips. She was alone, turned on, and was denied the chance to release this twice...

"Hmmm, you know," she began as she looked at her reflection in the rearview mirror, "you might've showed your body to pretty much everyone, but you're still the most sexiest woman on the planet. That little shrimp only arrested you because she's jealous that you're hot and desired, while the only type of guy that would want to date her would get a visit from Chris Hanson."

Diana closed her eyes as she continued to play with herself, still sweet talking her reflection as the windows began to fog up. She panted and grunted, sweat rolling down her skin as she bucked her hips. After a few minutes of this, she threw back her head and screamed loudly, drowning out the sound of a door opening as she climaxed all over the back of the squad car. She panted heavily as she took a deep breath.

"BRIGGS! WHAT THE HELL?!"

That got Diana's attention as her eyes shot wide open, nearly bugging out of her head. Turning her head slowly to the left, she saw the door open and The Chief standing there next to Sasha, the man wearing a scowl and the shorter officer having a look of disgust on her face. Looking over Sasha's head, Diana saw that it wasn't just The Chief who was outside with Sasha.

The entire precinct was standing outside watching Diana, many of them filming as they all jeered, wolf whistled, and cat called at the sight they had just witnessed!

Her face blazing hot enough to fry an egg, Diana gave a sheepish grin and chuckle before slowly turning to The Chief and asking the one question she knew the answer to.

"I'm fired, aren't I?"