The Cop kicks Lucy out of the car

“Looks like you’re on your own then,” The female cop said simply and withdrew the phone, causing Lucy to stammer out a whimper of panic. She was still trying to work out how the hell Max had gotten her parents phone number and more importantly why he had had it engraved on this stupid collar…

“C-can I… maybe…uh… maybe if…” Lucy stammered, trying to work out what the hell she was meant to do next. She had no phone to call for help, no money, no keys to go home and most importantly no clothes!!

“You can figure it out on the sidewalk” The cop indicated towards the doors of the car.

“I… I can’t go out there! I don’t have any clothes!” Lucy gasped in horror.

“The fact that you thought it would be appropriate to walk around town in just a sweater is none of my concern!” The female cop snapped and Lucy recoiled, flustered, at the sharpness with which she was being spoken to.

“But you took my sweater! Please…” Lucy protested, she was used to being deferential around police but the accusatory way the cop was talking to her made her head spin.

“You did this to yourself, frankly, and I don’t have time to deal with your sudden sense of modesty!” The cop growled, “You had your phone call. You are free to go. Now get out of my car, or would you rather spend the night in a busy public jail exactly as you are?”

“Y-y-you can’t be serious… I can’t!” Lucy pleaded frantically. “I’m naked!”

“No, you have a collar on,” The cop snapped, trying to hide her smirk.

The exposed brunette whimpered, her hands clutching her bare body frantically. Lucy’s eyes whipped left and right; the little bone shaped tag on her pink collar tinkling lightly as she turned her head. Outside the protective cocoon of the cop car were throngs of people and cars moving around them – The cop couldn’t be serious, they were in the middle of a busy public street at rush hour!!

When Lucy didn’t move or protest the cop barked again, “Get out of the car!”

Her biting tone made Lucy instinctively dive towards the door handle in submission, terrified and head swimming, she couldn’t believe the police would leave her naked and abandoned on the side of a busy public street! This had to be a nightmare!

Lucy opened the rear door of the car and climbed out. Her bare feet making contact with the cool concrete sent a wave of cold through her warm body, overheated from her constant blush and adrenaline fueled humiliation. The dancing breeze that had teased her exposed legs, ass, feet and pussy all day now seemed to return with a vengeance, caressing every bare curve of her toned skin.

Behind her she heard the door of the patrol car click shut and the siren blare into life, startling her and only drawing the attention of everyone on the street straight to her naked body. The cop car revved up and sped away, leaving the naked girl bare and alone, her only adornment the garish pink collar locked around her neck.

Lucy heard gasps but dare not look up or around, she tried to use her hair to hide her face and kept her hands firmly clamped to her breasts, her legs crossed at the upper thighs in a vain attempt to shield her glistening sex from the eyes of the strangers walking all around her.

She was naked, in public, and no one was coming to save her.

"This is a nightmare... this is a nightmare... this is a nightmare!"