Sleeping beauty

Chris sets up the second bedroom, unpacking his own backpack, it's got his adidas chilli suit and some other shiny chav kit, a few nice caps, he always makes sure he's got enough kit to keep himself well stocked. He waits a full 40 minutes, knowing that the heating in the room would've made anyone thirsty he pops his head around he door to see the glass empty. It wasn't really MDMA, but actually a substance called Zopiclone, a sleeping and date **** tablet, knowing that the cop will be half asleep now he might be a bit more manageable and coercible. Chris gently rolls the cop over, pulling his hands behind his back, he pulls his legs out of the bed and then puts the legs cuffs on him. Tyler wakes slightly, his eyes heavy, his mouth slightly drooling he mumbles

"Wasss gwonon" in slurred speech

"Don't worry it's all a dream, you're going to have all your fantasies realised." Chris replies smiling to himself.

Helping Tyler to stand the naked except for his boxers cop is walked into the second bedroom. In here Chris slowly dresses him in various bits of chav kit, uncuffing and recuffing him in various poses using his own equipment, locking him in the cages, putting him in a sling. Taking pics on his iPhone all the time.

Eventually when Chris has finished he removes all the kit, and Tyler's boxer shorts, having found a pair of rubber shorts he slides them onto Tyler's legs, and uncuffs Tyler, with him led back to bed. Safely tucked in and snoring away, Chris throws the water in the ensuite sink and refills it.

He picks up the rest of his kit from the spare room, and puts everything else back where he found it. With some nice pics of PC Carl Tyler locked collared and cuffed, Chris sneaks out of the house and silently closing the door he gets in his car and drives back to his place, I'm knackered, he thinks as he yawns.