Madeline caught... by the law?

Startled, Madeline quickly turned and looked out the window, then relief washed over her as she saw the middle-aged black man standing outside was wearing a dark blue uniform. As the product of a middle-class white neighborhood, Madeline automatically assumed that she had nothing to fear from a policeman.

"Just getting into the music," Madeline laughed nervously as she gestured to the radio in the dashboard, thinking he hadn't gotten a good look at her activity, but her smile faltered as the uniformed man approached and stuck his head inside to look around.

"You been drinkin', miss?" he asked curtly. "Or ****?"

"What?" Madeline laughed dismissively.

"You workin', sweetheart?" he continued, his sunglasses concealing the fact he was getting a good look at the pretty teen's curves.

"Um, I don't understand," Madeline answered. "I'm in high school."

"You a hooker?" he clarified. "A high-end whore?"

Now Madeline was a little offended by the line of questioning, sitting up in her seat. "Excuse me? I'm a cheerleader!"

"Step out of the car, miss," he ordered and Madeline rolled her eyes but felt she had to comply with what she thought was a police command.

"I'm actually a virgin," she snapped self-righteously as she closed the door behind her. "And I don't think..."

But he wasn't interested in her opinion. "Turn around, miss, lean against the car."

So used to obeying authority figures, Madeline had already turned away from him before she could ask, "Why?" He stepped forward and pushed his hip against her, knocking the busty beauty off balance and into the vehicle and she put her hands up to break her fall. "Hey!" But he held her in position for a moment before he reached for her hands.

"Give me your hand," he commanded, taking hold of one wrist, then the other and pulling them behind her back.

"Oh my God, are you arresting me?" Madeline asked in disbelief, her heart now really racing. "What are you doing?"

"Committing an obscene act in public, and suspicion of prostitution," he explained to her while he snapped handcuffs in place on her little wrists. Then he pulled her backwards so she was now standing up straight, her breasts looking even more prominent with her shoulders pulled back and her arms secured behind her.

"Wait, wait..." Madeline was pleading, her long blonde hair in her face as he pushed her to start walking but where she did not know.