Lucy tries to run

Two cops, one male and one female were rushing towards her across the road, stopping traffic as they went.

Lucy took off running, her bare feet padding lightly on the sidewalk as she scurried as fast as she could in the direction of the side street. Though she kept one hand tugging the sweater firmly between her legs in front, she gave up holding down the back for speed giving every passerby a view of her ass and legs flexing with every stride.

“Stay!” She heard the female cop call out to her again, closer now and Lucy whined in anxious terror.

Her bare feet were no match for the boots of the well trained cops and she quickly felt a pair of hands grab her by the shoulders and she was whipped around to a shuddering halt.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Please I haven’t done anything-” Lucy pleaded, out of breath as she was pressed against the window of a café. She gasped out in horror as she felt her bare ass stick with a squeaking sound against the glass window.

“Then why were you running?” The male cop that held her demanded while his female partner rounded on Lucy to make sure she was pinned firmly between them. **** up onto her toes Lucy whimpered, struggling to catch her breath enough to speak and mortified that she might be exposing herself to an unknown audience in the café behind.

“I don’t know – I thought… I was embarrassed… please I can explain-”

“Explain why you stole that sweater?”

Lucy felt her blood run cold and she froze in alarm trying to process what the cop had just said.

“What? N-n-no, no you don’t understand, this is my sweater-” She begged quickly, tugging at the front of the garment with growing anxiety. Every time the bottomless girl tried to push herself forward enough to pull the sweater down and cover her ass again, the cops pinned her firmer.

“Uh huh, that just happens to match the description of one shop lifted across town minutes ago, where the perp happened to cut through the university campus to get away?” The female cop rolled her eyes.

“That wasn’t me!” Lucy pleaded, looking between them desperately, “I didn’t steal this I swear! It’s mine… please it’s all I have!”

“Then why were you on university property?”

“I’m a student! My name is Lucy Carpenter!”

“Can you prove that?”

Lucy opened her mouth to protest and then mewled in pathetic horror when she realised she couldn’t; her IDs, everything she had with her name on it were either in her missing purse or locked in her room. Reluctantly she shook her head.

“Alright, Lucy if that is your name,” The female cop eyed her up and down as she spoke, making Lucy whimper again as she felt her gaze sweeping up her long bare legs, “We’re not going to cuff you, but why don’t you come and sit in the back of our patrol car and we can have a conversation…”

“I’ve never been arrested… please…”

“You’re not being arrested… Yet.”

**** to get into the relative safety and cover of the back of the car, Lucy nervously agreed to go with them and gasped in shame as she felt the male cop ease off and her bare ass peeled away from the window with a squeak and pop. And though Lucy dared not look back towards the café, the steamy print her ass had left on the window along with her walk of shame was being feverishly photographed and laughed at by the dozens of patrons inside.

Mortified, the chastised girl could do nothing to protect herself as the two cops took hold of her arms and walked either side of her; preventing her from tugging at the sweater at all as she was marched back across the street, her bare ass and pussy on display for everyone.

“P-please… c-can I cover up…?” Lucy begged quietly but her pleas were interrupted when the cops’ radio crackled into life, the muffled voice on the other end blaring out,

“Advise, is animal control required?”

Lucy felt her cheeks redden further in confusion and humiliation as she thought she caught a hidden smirk appear on the faces of both cops for just a split-second, “Uh, negative dispatch. We got the stray.”

She wanted to protest, her ears burning, as she felt the creeping dread she’d felt earlier in her room returning. But as much as Lucy’s mind tried to scream at her that something was going on, the more immediate concern that she was showing her pussy to everyone in the street drowned out all other thoughts with white hot embarrassment. The weight of the collar around her neck only seemed to grow with every shameful second.

“In you go,” The male cop said as he unceremoniously opened the back door of the car and ushered Lucy inside.

The girl shivered as her bare ass and legs made contact with the cheap shiny leather seat and she moaned weakly as the door was closed beside her. Her bare toes curled nervously against the rubber matting on the floor and Lucy could only stare forlornly through the bars that separated her from the front seats.

Outside, the two cops were having a conversation that Lucy couldn’t make out with their voices muffled by the glass. Humiliated and terrified of going to jail or worse Lucy crossed her legs to try and recover some ounce of modesty, blushing as she felt the leather slip and slide beneath her bare thighs.

She almost yelped when the front door of the vehicle suddenly opened and the female officer climbed in, “Alright Lucy, here’s what’s going to happen…”