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Chapter 4 by StabilizerEmerald StabilizerEmerald

Was that enough?

He won’t write the ticket… but he has something more in mind.

“You tell me that. Did sucking my cock get you off?”

“What, no, no I meant with the ticket!”

“That was pretty good…” Jack trailed off.

“You’re going to write the ticket! After that!”

“Maybe not, why don’t you bend over the front of the patrol car. I feel like I ought to search someone willing to give a blowjob on the side of the road to get out of a speeding ticket.”

Eliza stood up. She wobbled, stiff after kneeling. She looked resigned to what she knew was about to happen. She looked into the lane and saw a truck driving past. She turned her head away, not willing to look someone in the eye as she debased herself this way. She put her hands on the hood of the patrol car and stared straight down into the white and green paint.

Jack came up behind her and placed a hand in the middle of her back. He pushed and she laid down fully on the hood. He flipped the hem of her sundress up revealing her perfect, toned ass and black thong.

SLAP. His hand landed on her left cheek and she yelped with surprise. SLAP. Another hit landed on her right cheek.

“Bad girls get spanked, don’t they Eliza.”

“Y-” she was interrupted by another hit, “Yes sir!”

“So why aren’t you thanking me?

“Ah!” another landed “Thank you!”

“Thank you what?” a fifth hit.

“Thank you, sir!”

The sixth landed. “You’ll thank me for each. Afterall, I am taking overtime for this.”

“Ohhh, thank you sir!”

He went until her ass was cherry red and he could see the outline of his hand on one cheek. Eliza was shaking under him. She didn’t even notice the handful of cars that had driven past since he started.

He traced one finger across her cheeks and down the line of her thong. It was nearly soaked through. He pulled it to the side and entered her with a single digit.

Eliza moaned, “Ohhh what are you doooing?”

“As I said, searching you.”

She sighed as he began thrusting one, then two fingers into her dripping cunt. She was clearly a secret exhibitionist. Or a submissive. Or both.

She subconsciously began thrusting her hips against his fingers, fucking herself. He grinned. What a slut. He’d enjoy this. His fingers drifted out of her pussy to examine her third hole. He began pushing one finger, lubed with her own juices past her sphincter.

“Oooohh, wait no…. I’ve never had anything back there… you don’t need to search that!”

She spoke haltingly as each knuckle passed her ring. He began thrusting again, this time slower. He let her asshole get accustomed to one finger, then added his second. She moaned, both in protest and in pleasure.

He fingered her into a frenzy. She couldn’t quite get off from this alone.

“What do you want, Eliza?”

“Oooh I’m so close to cumming.”

“So what do you want, Eliza?”

“Please… please just a little faster…”

“What a little faster?”

“Fuck me a little faster, please!”

“I’m not fucking you, Eliza, this is a search.”

“Noooo Ohhhh– Oh please! Fuck me!”

“You want me to fuck you?”

“Yes! Oh my god yes! Please!”

She’d given up on begging to get out of her ticket. This was something primal. She was **** to cum and she’d do just about anything.

“Alright…” Jack grinned.

He kept fingering her ass as he positioned his now hard again cock at her entrance. He teased her clit, rubbing the head around it in circles, and she moaned desperately.

He pushed slowly into her. She was tight around his thickness. Eliza felt his slight belly come to rest on her still sensitive ass as he bottomed out. He thrust methodically and deliberately. She was **** for him to speed up.

“Please fuck me, sir!”

“I am fucking you Eliza. I’m sure you can feel this,” he thrust forward and bottomed out again, “and this,” he thrust a third finger into her anus.

“AHhhh!! Oh please sir fuck me harder! Pleaseeeee!!”

He chuckled at the **** whore bent over his patrol car. When he pulled her over she’d seemed so nice. But it barely took anything to release this version of her. He was happy to oblige.

Jack started pounding into the girl fast and hard. She screamed the first time he hit her cervix and didn’t let up as he kept going. Soon he felt her pussy muscles flutter and begin to milk his cock as she came. It wasn’t long after that he filled her deep with his cum. He held his full length and girth inside her as he sprayed. She seemed to sense this and a second orgasm took her. She squeezed every drop from his cock as pleasure tore through her body.

He held himself there for a moment, enjoying her tightness, before withdrawing his softening cock. He zipped up his fly and took in the sight of the blonde draped over his car. She panted, too drained from her climax to move. Her dress was still flipped up over her ass, keeping her on display for any passers by. He’d only moved her thong to the side to pound the girl, but even now that it was back in place he could still see his cum dripping out of her.

“Was– was that— was that enough.” Eliza panted out.

He regarded her for a moment before flicking his body cam back on and stepping forward. He grabbed both of her wrists and cuffed her hands behind her back. He began reciting the familiar words and it gradually dawned on Eliza that she was being arrested.

“Wait! What are you doing!”

“... and you have the right to have an attorney present during questioning now or in the future.” He pulled her up to standing.

“What am I being arrested for! It was just a traffic ticket.”

“It was a traffic ticket. Now it’s bribery of a state officer and solicitation.”

“I only did what you wanted!” She cried out as he placed her in the back seat of his patrol car.

“Not the way I, or anyone watching the footage, will see it. No you threw yourself at me and begged for me to fuck you in exchange for favors. As a responsible officer, I just can’t let that stand.” He slammed the door closed.

Jack got in the front seat and radioed back to station. “Hey homebase, I’m bringing in a girl on solicitation. I’ll need a cell ready and for someone to come get her car.” The voice crackled back “Roger” as he turned the key. He glanced back at the crying girl in his back seat and grinned.

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