Lucciana, The Rich Girl

"Fuck," Lucciana mutters as she turns off her engine at the side of the road. Her black Porsche 911 comes to a complete stop. Without the roaring of the horses, she can only hear her own heartbeat and the light tapping of rain on a windshield.

She pulls down a window and her hands remain gripping the steering wheel firmly.

Only a few miles from home she knows she was speeding. She was impatient and in the mood for speed and now she got her adrenaline in the form of a police stop.

"Good morning, miss Beyser," a female voice says sternly.

Lucciana swallows another curse word. She might get lucky with a male cop but women are bitches.

The policewoman looks into her car. She is a tired-looking older dirty blonde with a mean smile on her face. I kind of a smiling bich face if ever there was one. Lucciana’s retina display shows the basic bio of the woman, like her name, Meredith D’Arnon, but nothing useful.

Obviously, she knows who she stopped, everyone knows her family, which is why they would usually never dare to stop her.

When Lucciana, doesn't respond to her greeting, the officer's look gets even meaner.

"Please, step out of the vehicle. Face the car, spread your legs, and put your hands splayed on the roof," Meredith orders in a firm voice.

Lucciana gives her her best smile.

“Good evening officer, I apologize for my rudeness and I admit to speeding. Is it please possible to issue a fine and allow me to continue to meet my father mister Bayser, who is expecting me and would be greatly disappointed should I be delayed?”

Meredith is not having it. An opportunity to get a Bayser for anything at all is something that doesn’t happen every day and she has a firm record of the young girl’s speeding. She has to deal with entitled rich people in this precinct all the time and they will never be above the law if she can help it.

“Out of the vehicle. Face the car. Spread your legs. Hands splayed on the roof.” The officer repeats articulating slowly each sentence.

Lucciana follows the direction in silence and gracefully steps out of the car one leg at a time. With an elegant turn, she puts herself in the required position. It is cold outside with the light rain hitting her body but she adjusts to it quickly.

Meredith looks over the girl with her sleek long black hair in her fitted black dress around her athletic body. She knows that she is only 18 but she radiates the charisma of an adult woman.

"The speed limit here is 100. Miss Beyser, do you know how fast you were going?"

"I am sorry, officer," Lucciana responds with her melodic well-spoken voice. "I haven't seen my father in over a month and I know that he is displeased when I am late."

"Well over 180 on 100 is quite impatient indeed, miss Beyser."

"Officer, I promise you that the scare of you stopping me has already taught me a lesson and if you let me go I will follow the speed limit all the way to our family mansion."

There is a distinct sound of irritation in the cop's voice when she responds: "That won't do. Rules are for everyone. Let me confirm your state with your MPA."

The stern woman uses her retina display to show information from Lucciana’s MPA. Everyone in the Empire is fitted with Moral Purity Assistant implants.

She starts reading off the screen: "You will be 19 this weekend, congratulations, miss Beyser.”

“I can also see that you are indeed not under the influence and that means that you behavior is purely the result of your own entitlement.”

“Your DHM records show that you are only at a low 40 % base arousal, with 0 % exercise progress today showing 1 hour pending and your last orgasm was nearly a month ago."

"I apologize, officer," Lucciana starts sweetly. I am sure that reviewing my DHM logs is not necessary in this situation and we could just end this. My father would not be happy to hear that his daughter was taken advantage of by the police. That is something that he would have to report to his friend the police president that will be attending my birthday party this weekend."

She is cut off from continuing by a raised angry voice: "Is that a threat, miss Beyser? You need to realize that you are in a serious situation and that threatening a police officer is a felony on top of your speeding.”

Lucciana’s heart sinks. Her father is going to be angry even for the speeding record.

“I am assuming temporary guardianship until you are released from an inspection and I order you stripped now," the police officer continues with anger and also a hint of satisfaction in her voice.

With that, Meredith starts giving mental commands to MPA controller to add configuration to Lucciana's MPA implants.

Within the Imperium, the police have a right to assume temporary sexual guardianship of any citizen if they are given a cause on a morality basis. Which fortunately for Meredith are loosely defined.

Lucciana knows that she has to follow orders fast once her MPA is involved and strips even before the officer has time to finish fiddling with her new settings. That was made easy given that under the dress she did not wear any underwear that could disturb the natural outlines of the dress itself.

Lucciana, now nude, is again standing with her legs spread, leaning towards the car, and hands placed on the roof of her Porsche.

The rain is now coming down directly on her nude skin which has the color of a summer spent under the sun without any tan lines anywhere.

Her clothing and shoes are quickly thrown inside the car through the window.

The cold of the rain is quickly replaced by a warm feeling spreading through her body. Lucciana exhales deeply. From experience, she knows the signs of her MPA's base sexual arousal being raised considerably.

Her nipples stiffen and darken as the evening’s chill combines with the arousal.

Blood rushes into her nether region. She can feel the immediate swelling of her hairless genitals followed by her sensitive clitoris poking out from between the lips demanding attention while her pussy starts secreting its nectar in the hope of anything being pushed inside.

The setting must be quite high and the sudden and fast increase of arousal causes her to be unable to control a soft moan from escaping her mouth.

No one, says anything else. Lucciana doesn’t want to escalate the situation further and Meredith is just taking in the sight of the body of the young woman with a firm round ass and long legs.

Rich people always have the money to achieve any standard of beauty that they desire. Lucciana is a delicate balance of taste and not over-sexualized sensual beauty that is often associated with old money.

The policewoman steps up to her and starts petting down the naked body as if she was searching her although there are no clothes on her to search.

Even in the rain, she can smell the young girl's expensive perfume that has a sweet heady tone to it.

The older female is short in comparison to the nearly 6-foot-tall goddess that is Lucciana.

Meredith searches first through her long straight black hair.

Then she touches her face resembling a horny angel with lips parted in obvious excitement **** on her body by her implants.

Callus fingers then follow the tanned perfect skin lower to her neck.

Lucciana notices another effect set in the MPA. Wherever the officer touched her, the feeling lingers and replays so she feels continually being stroked across her face with the hands multiplying as the officer continues her search.

There is no way to tell which hands touching her are the real ones without looking at them.

The woman grabs her beautiful large breasts and makes sure to excite her nipples to maximum stiffness.

Meredith has always preferred women over men but she never had the opportunity to touch anyone this beautiful.

The poor girl can't control her moans as she feels multiple rough hands pressing into her DD chest without stopping.

Apparently, her tits are quite sensitive which can’t be just from the raised base arousal.

DD is quite a modest breast size these days but on Lucciana they look youthful and inviting like two pieces of large fruit that want you to bite in.

The hands then continue down her firm stomach, across her ass, and between her wet thighs.

Her legs are "searched" first to provide her with the feeling of her leg muscles properly massaged and stroked with more intensity the higher they go up her thighs. Soon enough, several fingers are pushed inside of her waiting pussy while the other hand focuses intensely on her waiting clitoris.

Meredith wants to make the angel writhe in pleasure. It’s all a part of her plan and it will end up teaching the beautiful slut a lesson about threatening the police.

Lucciana gasps at the sudden invasion, her body trembling with anticipation. The officer's fingers move inside her, working in a rhythm that's both pleasurable and torturous. Lucciana's moans grow louder, her body arching towards the sensation that's quickly building within her.

The fingers inside bend to find what they are searching for and rub firmly against her engorged g-spot which is unexpectedly pronounced and obviously sensitive.

Lucciana cries out in pleasure, her breath catching as the sensation overwhelms her. The officer's fingers are rough and demanding, but Lucciana can't deny the building orgasm that's threatening to consume her. Her hips buck and writhe, seeking relief from the pleasure that's being **** upon her.

As the orgasm builds, Lucciana's vision blurs and her mind swims in a pleasurable haze. She looks down at the officer's hand, still rubbing roughly against her clitoris.

All the feelings are combined with the phantom hands exciting her from her face to her legs.

Lucciana buckles as her body is thrown into orgasm which is immediately blocked by her MPA settings. Instead, she only feels her muscles spasming trying to get her over the threshold that cannot be crossed.

Orgasms are not illegal of course but the Ministry of Morality has firm expectations in regard of sexual development and sexual enrichment of society which teaches that Lucciana’s pleasure should not serve the single purpose of a fleeting climax.

The officer steps back to watch her but her ghost hands remain moving all across Lucianna keeping her at the edge of orgasm that won't cum. Her whole naked body is aroused in the cold rain, with her tantalizing tits teased and her cunt stimulated without mercy.

Lucianna shakes and lets go of the car but the MPA is set to punish her if she leaves her position by level 3 spanking. It is quite intense and registers even in her near-orgasmic haze causing her to quickly return her hands on the roof of her car. She has to simply stay in this position and take the ****.

Her tortured pussy is dripping fluids on the ground which join with the droplets of water coming down from the sky. She is now like a trapped wet cat moaning from the **** pleasure.

The car has the same sweet smell as the girl and the luxurious feeling of leather and expensive metals. Meredith could never afford even a ride in a car like this. She couldn't probably buy even the rain-soaked used piece of fabric that the entitled bitch was wearing moments ago.

Suddenly all the hands stop and only the rain carries on caressing her. Lucciana has no sense of how long she has been in this state. She finally lets go of the car and straightens up while panting heavily.

The spams still haven't seized and her body continues its **** hope to achieve an orgasm but at the least, the stimulation stopped and she can feel it is calming down.

Once her tremors stop and she looks like she can pay attention, the satisfied-looking cop speaks up: "No further issues have been found. I will issue your sense. You have the choice to have your case reviewed by the court or accept it here. Do you wish for a case review or will you accept my sentence?"

Lucciana knows that she has to decide even before knowing what the sentence is. She also knows that having her case reviewed only means that the sentence would last until the review was concluded which could take many months and that the court pretty much always sides with the police anyway. Not to mention that her father would not appreciate even more people involved in this.

"I accept my sentence," she says with a shaky voice.

"For your speeding, I set you MPA to enforce a speed limit of 50 miles per hour for the next 3 months. Should your body move at a higher speed even if you are not the driver, you will receive the punishment of increasing stimulation for the double duration of for which you will cross over the limit."

Their eyes met, with the woman waiting to see if there would be any protests.

Lucciana was just happy that this was over and hopes that she will get to hide in her car instead of shivering in the rain.

But Meredith continues: "For the attempted threat of a police officer your MPA base sexual arousal will be raised to 80 % for a month and then decrease by 10 % each month until back to the original 40 %. Your lawful guardian can raise the base value if needed but it cannot be lowered.”

Lucciana gasped shocked by the additional sentence.

“For 1 month, on top of your daily exercises, you are added half-hour exercise to remind you of today.

For the exercise, you will be asked to assume the same nude position and experience the same phantom hand stimulation as today. You have enjoyed only 10 minutes of it now so I am sure that half an hour will hopefully be a new eye-opening experience for you to teach you respect for the police.

Leaving the required position at any time during the exercise will reset the timer for the day of the exercise.

Not achieving your exercise goal for the day will result in the exercise being **** by MPA on the next day with MPA maintaining your position and the exercise extended to 1 hour.

The first exercise is already expected today."

Meredith knows that Lucianna’s father is going to learn of this so she might as well send a message.

“Finally to correct your sense of entitlement. On your 19th Birthday, your base arousal will be raised to 90 % and it will not go down until you are exercised tomorrow directly by your father.

Do you understand your sentence?"

"Yes officer," Lucciana breathes out.

It is the social norm that parents directly participate in exercising their children but it is considered a Fau Pax in higher society. Lucciana has never been exercised directly by her father in her life.

More than anything that has happened, she dreads how he will react to this.

"You may dress yourself and leave the premises. Happy early birthday, miss Beyser."