Jump out the window

Miss Locke raises a hand to forestall you as you abruptly turn and run for the window. She's still seated, and by the time she's gotten to her feet, you're on the window sill.

Naked from the waist down, you feel a cool breeze on your private parts as you leap down to ground level. The drop feels much farther than you'd expected...

Your landing isn't the smoothest; you end up falling onto your side and spraining your ankle a little.

You hear Miss Locke calling after you as you limp away from the building, but pay her no mind; by the time she makes it to a stairwell and comes after you, you'll be long gone.

Your new problem is just beginning though: pantsless and limping, your attempt to sneak your way home is doomed to fail. You're spotted in no time as you try to scurry from one hiding spot to another, and before long, you hear police sirens.

Despite ducking into an alley, you quickly find yourself run down by a pair of female cops. You're pinned to the ground on your stomach, and you hear a teasing female voice.

"Well, well, well. Looks like that streaker we heard about was running away from a spanking."

You feel a feminine hand roughly grope your reddened backside, making you groan in pain.

The other cop's hand grabs your hair, lifting your head up to look at her. "Naughty boy, running around and showing everyone that red bottom and stiff dick." The woman's face is set into a very familiar sadistic grin as she looks down at you.

You feel the other woman with her hand on your ass give it a firm smack. "You can still stay out of prison for indecent exposure...but we'll have to take you back to the station for punishment. Don't worry, a few hours of 'discipline' and you'll be free to go."

Your heart sinks as you're dragged off by the two sadistic police officers...maybe you would have had an easier time with Miss Locke.