Clues

"There's something about that image boss", said Radicek driving slowly to follow the latest released criminal. "Let me see it!"

I passed her phone to her and she glanced at it again. "Its like I've seen this before somehow. I just cant remember".

I took it back and passed it to Medina, the petite Latina detective who was snuggling into me in the back seat. She looked at it and shook her head.

"There's definitely something there. If I just had more time to think what it was."

I looked at it. All I saw was a girl in the boot of a fairly generic looking grey car. No number plates visible in a generic lockup.

As the criminal, Ravelli turned into a small apartment building we got out and followed on foot once more, not bothering overly with being noticed. Like the previous scumbag, I had asked Ravelli nicely not to bother about us, so he wasn't bothering to be discrete.

Like before,a tableau was waiting on us. Radicek did the honours again tackling the bastard we had followed while Medina and I approached the hostage.

"Its ok. We're cops. We're here to help", said Medina, while the two of us looked cautiously around. Sure enough. On the back of the restraints was a small device with a sinister looking flashing red light.

Carefully, Medina approached the hostage.

"Oh thank god you're here. You've got to help me!"

"Its ok we're here now".

"He said he would blow us all up if you dont do exactly what he says", she squealed, looking terrified.

Medina and I held our breath waiting for it. We knew something was coming.

"He said he wants Radicek spanked till her ass is purple!"

Fuck.

"He says you've got fifteen minutes or the thing goes off."

The tall blonde police officer turned round, looking slightly sick.

A kitchen chair was set up beside the hostage. A small ping-pong bat was sitting on the floor beside it. Another webcam pointed directly at the chair.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Radicek gritted her teeth and finished securing Ravelli.

"Shit! Lets get on with it!" she said angrily.

"You sure?" I asked.

"No. But, if I leave it any longer I might chicken out. Lets go!"

The stunning blonde unzipped and dropped her skirt then pulled her panties down. Cautiously I picked up the bat and sat on the chair.

Radicek threw herself over my lap, leaving her rear exposed.

I started cautiously, unwilling to hurt her, but was reprimanded by Radicek herself. "Come on, harder. The sooner he has my ass purple the sooner this will be over and we can get her out of there!"

With that I started taking bigger swings, slapping the bat deafeningly off her buttocks, first one then the other, Soon there were two red circles on them, then they began to deepen and deepen going crimson. Radicek grunted in pain but amazingly didn't object or cry out. I was getting so carried away until her ass was a dark shade of purple with indigo patches in it, that I never noticed the click coming from the device behind the hostage. Presumably the captor was satisfied.

"Quick - get her out of there!" screamed Radicek and Medina dived at the device which had become unlocked and started unfastening the girl.

We helped her naked from the building just as the bomb went off, destroying the room and sending us all flying to the ground.

The hostage clung to Medina as if a saviour and Radicek hung onto my shoulder almost unable to walk with the pain visited on her ass. Her panties and skirt had been left behind in the rubble. Now she turned to me, pointing her purple ass away and leaving just her neat pussy visible to me and said, "I know who it is!"