There's still time to shop.

Katie decided she could still make the mall. After all, she'd already made three converts for the Ring, and deserved a reward.

"What, those orgasms weren't reward enough?" the Ring demanded. "Since they're not important to you I suppose you won't mind if I don't let you have any more."

The night before Katie would have been relieved at the notion of not having to come at the Ring's command, but since she'd put on the costume her attitudes had undergone a major shift. "No," she pleaded. "I'll be good. Or bad. Or whatever it is you call what we're doing. But can't I like sex AND new shoes?"

The Ring admitted that Katie had a point, if a bit grudgingly. Her creator had liked nice things, though she wasn't obsessed with the latest fashion the way some women were. The ring had already agreed that as long as Katie remained cooperative she should be rewarded, and she'd been willing to fuck that first woman and eager to fuck the others. Besides, the Ring had never gotten to ride in a car before, and wanted the new experience.

Katie hopped into her mother's convertible, put the top down, and sped off toward the mall, the wind whipping through her hair. If the Ring had had a voice it would have squealed in delight at the sensation. "Faster, faster!" Katie complied, feeling the Ring's joy translating into sexual heat. Of course, going that fast tended to attract attention. Sure enough, there were sirens and police lights coming up behind. Katie pulled over.

The police officer who got out of the cruiser was tall, blond, and very female. The name "MacRae" was printed on her name-tag. She'd make a great show-girl the Ring thought, and Katie nodded, picturing the woman in a sequined bikini. Of course she was pretty hot as is, in a severe sort of way. Good wank material for people into the fem-dom scene.

"Well?" the cop asked impatiently.

"Well what?" Katie asked.

The cop snorted with impatience. "I asked you how fast you were going, and you nodded. So let's have the figure."

Oh, we'll have that figure, alright, the ring thought as Katie stammered that she wasn't sure.

"You were thirty over the limit. That's reckless driving." The officer pulled out her ticket book. "Let's have your license and registration."

Katie sensed that her usual approach wouldn't work in this situation. She fell back on older skills instead. She started to cry. "Please officer, don't write me up. My mom'll kill me! I'll do ANYTHING if you let me off with a warning."

Of course, there was no reason she couldn't combine old and new skills. With her telekinetic abilities she made the cop's underwear gently pinch the tall woman's nipples and rub at her clit, getting her as hot as possible and letting the officer's own subconscious tie the feeling in with Katie's suggestion.

"Anything?" the cop asked, her voice catching a bit.

"Anything," Katie repeated, still sounding scared but adding a sultry undercurrent.

"That's an awfully big thing you're offering there," she said with a hint of menace in her voice. "If I were a guy and you offered that I might ask you to suck my dick, or even to fuck you. Would you do that for a guy?"

Katie managed to look scared, brave, disgusted, and determined all at the same time. The Ring was pleased with her acting skill -- she belonged on stage, or maybe in those moving picture things. Besides, all the other gorgeous actresses in the business... still, plans for later needed to wait. **** on this town came first. "I said anything and I meant it," Katie said. She looked up at the cop, adding naivete to the mix. "But I'm glad you're not a guy so I don't have to do that. What can I do for you?"

The cop was getting more and more turned on, both by the power trip and by her own clothing's fifth column activity. "If I were a lesbian I could ask you to lick my pussy," she said huskily. "You see how dangerous promising 'anything' can be?"

"Ew!" Katie said, sticking out her tongue in a look of feigned disgust. She added the tiniest wiggle while thrusting out her breasts a bit, just to give the cop a bit of a preview. "But... if that's what you want... you can make me do anything." Katie gave the cop's clit an extra mental squeeze.

"I don't think you really mean that," the cop said. "I'm not gay, but let's see how far you go. When you wuss out you'll thank me for letting you have the ticket instead."

Katie got out of the car, looking scared and defeated but gloating on the inside. The cop had been way easier to seduce than she thought. She unzipped the cop's pants, pulled aside her drab panties, and gave the cop an expert tongue-fucking. Already worked up, the officer came almost immediately. Katie was a long way from done, though. She kept on licking and sucking, determined to give this cop such an experience that she'd never think of herself as straight again. Soon a second orgasm, ripped through the cop's body, then a third.

"You can stop now" the cop started to say, when a fourth orgasm hit her. Somehow "stop" came out as "stick your finger in my ass" instead. Before the policewoman could wonder where that had come from, a fifth and sixth orgasm hit her and her knees buckled. Dropping to the ground level with Katie she kissed the girl hungrily, tasting her own pussy juice for the first time. It was surprisingly good.

"I hope you've learned your lesson now," the cop said sternly.

"Oh, I have, ma'am," replied Katie, her eyes downcast. "But... do you think maybe I should have to take you panties with me? Just as a reminder that I need to be more careful from now on?"

It seemed like a perfectly reasonable suggestion. Slipping out of her shoes and slacks, the cop wiggled out of her underwear and dropped the soaked garment on Katie's head. She then put the rest of her uniform back on and got into the police cruiser without wondering why she'd just been bare-assed (if only for a moment) on a public road. She shook her head ruefully and muttered something Katie couldn't make out before driving off.

Katie smiled as she wrote MacRae's name on her latest souvenir. "That was different," she said, "being on the bottom instead of the top."

"You were still in control though," the ring replied. "A woman like that needs to think she's in charge, but you can order her to do just about anything as long as you call her 'ma'am' and say 'please' while you do it. And isn't it wonderful that there are female police officers now? We can control so much more through people like her."

Katie smiled. "And to think, you didn't want to go shopping at all."

"Very well, you were right... this time," the ring conceded. "Don't let it go to your head."

I wish I knew what she said just before she drove off," Katie said.

The Ring emitted a wordless pulse of amusement that equated to a laugh. "She said 'I can't believe this happened to me twice in one day,'" the ring explained. "It looks like one of my Sisters beat me to that one."

Katie stared. "You mean..."

"One of your little friends has already licked that pussy."