Temptation

Tyler drive through the increasing traffic to work and managed to arrive for briefing on time. He got a few odd glances as he sat in briefing with his hat on and he didn't hang around to chat afterwards but headed straight out on patrol. His uniform felt weird today - his skin was more sensitive after his shaving and he seemed to be able to feel every wrinkle and crease in it. That made him think of rubber and he wondered how that would feel now. He pulled over & got his phone out to do some surfing about rubber gear and spotted he had a message.

The message from Skinboss, "What kind of Wolf collar have you in mind? because I've got plenty of other stuff I'd rather have you in." Tyler grinned and sent him a link to an **** collar he had found on Fetters "this or no deal" he sent back and continued with his work, thoughts of rubber temporarily driven out of his mind.

Skinboss, looked at it... an odd choice he thought - why does this guy want to submit all of a sudden. He's never wanted too before. "yeah, I'll happily order one for you. Would need to get the right size though, and i think it'll take a few days to get here unless you've got another plan." Tyler texted back "I hadn't thought it through that much, mate. Texted it you as a joke - though sad to see you can't live up to your fearsome reputation" Tyler knew this was a risk but they had been bantering together for a long time. He knew Skinboss really wanted to get his hands on him - and taunting him could be a way to do it.

"Oh I have a fearsome reputation do I. I thought you were finally willing to accept that you're a bottom boi and need to serve your superiors. Isn't that what they teach you at Police training college" replied Skinboss.

"That it is - maybe this just means you aren't my superior! Seems to me you have to prove it. What was this alternative you were proposing?"

"Oh I am superior to you, you will realise that when you're at my boots mate. I want to show you how old restraints can work just as well as your new speedcuffs and be just as if not more effective."

"Old restraints? Sounds like you're just making excuses now" Tyler chuckled to himself and nodded to a woman who looked up at him. He walked casually on wondering what she would say if she knew what he was discussing. "oh you don't think that they'd be any good? I thought so, you need to experience some of my kit mate, you'd soon realise why you're not as tough as you think you are. Or if you are that tough, maybe it's time you stopped giving me lip and we settled this once and for all"

"I can take whatever you have. Your kit don't scare me whatever it is"

"Well you'd best come to mine then. I'm waiting, bring your best attitude."

Tyler realised he'd been boxed into a corner and he had to put up or shut up. He was on duty for several more hours. He chewed his lip nervously as he decided and then he texted back " what's your address?" He then called up on the radio and said he would be committed with enquiries for a couple of hours.

"15 maces road. I'll be waiting" the message was succinct and to the point.

Tyler let out a long exhalation of breath - this was going to be interesting. Heading back to the patrol car, he drove around to the address, which turned out to be a building tucked away in the corner of an industrial district. It looked to be a warehouse, with nothing on it to indicate the company that was based there. He parked outside and then walked up and banged confidently on the door.