Yes

If you're hoping to get anywhere with this story, it would be a boon not being declared a criminal for all to see. Strange and humiliating the power dynamic is, it's worth an uncomfortable car ride to keep this entire fiasco out of the papers.

You swallow your pride and turn your face to Naomi's waiting expression, "Yes, I would like that.."

She stares at you haughtily, then scoffs. Then before you even have time to react, you hear a loud slap followed by a stinging pain in your buttock. You crane your neck and stare wide-eyed up at the policewoman who just slapped your ass, and she reciprocates the stare, as if daring you to say anything.

Naomi forcefully turns you around and leaves half-leaning on the hood of the squad car as she studies your face.

"Yes I would like that...?" she repeats, as if talking to a child.

"I would like that, please..?" you suggest but something in your face or your tone of voice must not have satisfied her, because she tuts and turns to address Katelyn.

"Does that sound eager to you, officer Katelyn?"

"Not at all, Officer Naomi. Maybe our perp here doesn't appreciate the privilege of serving an officer of the law? Is that it, whore?" Katelyn walks up and grabs a fistful of your hair, pulling your face down so close that you can feel her hot, staccato breathing and see the flush of her cheeks. Both of them appear to be getting off on sexually brutalizing you. She opens the right car door and nods at Naomi "Maybe you'd make a better impression if you showed some initiative and kissed Officer Naomi's boots."

You stare for a second, but a flash of annoyance crossing Katelyn's face quickly has you scrambling down on your knees, hand still tied behind your back. As you sigh and try lean down, you once more hears Katelyn's voice.

"Ah!" She scolds, as if you're a misbehaving dog, "You don't just go about kissing women's feet without their consent. We could lock you up for years for that alone."

"What?" Confused you look from one to the other. Didn't they just say-

SLAP!

This time Naomi strikes you clear across the cheek and your head snaps to the side in surprise. The pain stings, but the primary heat on your face is from the humiliation. Confused you look around, hoping that anybody is objecting to the ****. But you only see amusement or scorn in the eyes of passerbys and the teen from earlier is filming the entire thing, but from the look on her face you guess that she isn't as much documenting policy brutality as she saving the moment for later masturbation. Naomi raises her hand once more and the speech center in your brain kicks into gear.

"Uh may I kiss your boots.." You ask tentatively.

"..Officer Naomi.." Katelyn adds.

"May I kiss your boots, Officer Naomi.." you amend before she can hit you again, then quickly add: "..please."

"Since you asked so nicely.." Naomi says, with the widest shit-eating grin you've ever seen on a woman before.

You swallow and despite your restraints manage to bend down and place a kiss of each of her black boots. You gaze up only to meet her expecting expression and you sigh and continues, place half a dozen kisses along the seams of the leather.

"Very good.." Katelyn says.. finally. You look up from one women to another. From down here officer Naomi makes an even more imposing figure, gazing down a bountiful bosom restrained beneath her vest. Even the sight of the smaller Officer Katelyn is enough to make you swallow a lump, as she toys with her police baton - not mimicking striking but rather.. penetrating. In that moment you have no doubt that Katelyn has anally violated more than one man with it. She notices where your eyes are and gives you a sharp smile, "now was there something you wanted to ask Officer Naomi, whore?"

You steel yourself, look up at Naomi and say: "May I please ride you in front, Officer Naomi.. between your legs.. Please."

The sheer satisfaction on her face somehow manage you rankle you beyond what you thought possible.

"So very good!" She says, stroking your cheek, "Perhaps we'll make a productive member of society out of you yet.."

Then Naomi turns and gets in the squad car. From your kneeling position, you're exactly eye height to see her untie her boots, toss them in the back seat, then very eagerly pull down her trousers, revealing inch after inch of delicious dark skin. With her pants also thrown to the back seat, she adjusts the seat to make room for you in front of her, then spreads her legs and beckons you closer with a finger.

You awkwardly crawl into the car and tries to get someone comfortable in the cramped space under glove compartment, between Naomi's spread legs - her shaven pussy staring you in the face. Katelyn gets in the driver seat and starts the car, while Naomi leans back in her seat with obvious anticipation.

"Well.." she says.. "Get licking."

As you lean forward to start pleasuring Officer Naomi you're struck by a sudden thought. While she encouraged you to try and impress her if you want her to not report you, you should maybe be careful not to make too much of a good impression. You get the feeling that both women greatly enjoy toying with you, and you wouldn't want to give them an excuse not to let you go.