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STRANGER IN A STRANGE WORLD
By
Deputy Duffy
It was a cool early summer night as Bobbie Sue walked along the beach road.She was frantically searching for the small nightclub her cousin's band wasperforming at, but she just couldn't seem to find it. She was walking and walking-- wishing that she had written down the club's name and directions, but hercousin Amy had made it sound so easy.
"Oh god! Where am I?"
She scanned up at the buildings that all seemingly looked the same. BobbieSue thought about her predicament: She was so happy when her cousin invitedher. It was her first trip to visit her older cousin. Her first trip anywhere.Her parents saved up some of their hard-earned money and bought her the planeticket for her 18th birthday. But she felt like a fish-out-of-water since theday she arrived. She'd spent the first 18 years of her life living on her parent'sfarm. Now she was miles and miles from home, on her own for the very firsttime. It felt like she was like she was on a different planet because everythingwas so different here. It was like she was a stranger in a strange world.
She glanced down at her outfit and gasped.
"I can't believe they really dress like this, out here."
She examined her outfit. ("Or what there was of it," she thought,feeling her cheeks blush.) She tugged on her small black top that was madeof a silky material. It crossed and clung to her breasts in the front, butwas open in the back, so she couldn't wear a bra. She tugged because it keptgetting caught up on her perky nipples.
She looked around to see if anyone noticed this time (remembering the hootsfrom the skateboarders hanging in front of some record shop).
She ran a hand over her little rubber short-shorts that she felt were toosmall and way too tight. The only thing she liked about them were there deeppink color. Her next awkward step reminded her that her outfit was roundedout by a pair of black, spiked, knee-high boots that made her feel like shewas walking on her tippy-toes.
"How did I let her talk me into this get-up?" Amy whined, with ashiver. (Her cousin had let her borrow some of her clothes because she saidthat she would "look hot" in them. Bobbie Sue didn't really knowwhat that meant, but due to the lack of clothes and the cool ocean breeze,she was feeling anything but.)
Bobbie Sue continued her journey. She rounded a corner and smiled. The streetwas abuzz with activity. She passed several women wearing small outfits similarto hers. She was going to ask them if they knew her cousin but they were busywaving at the passing cars and several of them were flashing their assets.
"Gee, everyone is so friendly 'round here," Bobbie Sue thought. "Ican't believe the girls here are so forward...back home we would never justshow'em what we got, or even dream of asking a guy if he wanted 'a date'."
Bobbie Sue heard a distinctive siren. She spun and spotted a police car pullup to the side of the road. She watched as two figures got out of the car andstarted walking towards her. Bobbie Sue couldn't believe her eyes -- they wereboth women. But what really got her was their attire.
"Gosh, even the police dressed in next-to-nothing out here."
She scanned them over as they approached. The two policewomen had on matchingoutfits consisting of black leather vests, with their police badges clippedon front of them, and tight black shorts. She almost giggled at their blackboots and matching hats and gloves (Halloween was in October) but she didn'tbecause she focused on their nightsticks swinging from their hips. Bobbie Suewas wide-eyed as the two policewomen walked right up to her.
The taller, older looking of the twosome cleared her throat. "Well, whatdo we have here?"
Bobbie Sue turned around, not believing that they were talking to her, butshe surmised that they had to be; it seemed the street had suddenly emptied.
"Don't turn your back on me, whore!"
Bobbie Sue quickly turned back around, while growing increasingly nervous.
"I thought I told you whores to stay off my streets," the olderone barked.
"Please...a whore? Me? I'm a good girl," Bobbie Sue managed, althoughslightly confused.
"I just bet you are." The younger one joined in sarcastically. "Ijust bet your customers love the accent too. How many failed acting classesdid that take?"
Bobbie Sue shiver had turned into a shake. She tried, but was unable to respond;confused as to her meaning. The two policewomen, who were standing face toface with her, moved closer until nose to nose with her. Bobbie Sue, whilepuzzled as to their intent, couldn't get over how beautiful both of them were.
"The police back home surely didn't look like this," she thought. "Orsmell like this."
"Cat got your tongue, whore?" The older officer ran a gloved fingeracross Bobbie Sue's wavy blonde hair, just above her ear. "Hmmm, Blondie...?"
"Please, I was just looking for directions to a club, I mean the club,I mean...." Bobbie Sue said, stumbling with her words. (Her mouth almosttoo dry to speak.)
"Silence, you whore!" The officer snarled. "It has been a longday and I'm not in the mood for the 'I'm innocent -- I swear' shit, so spareus."
Bobbie Sue again tried to speak, but a gloved finger pressed against her brightred painted lips, stopped her.
(Bobbie Sue figured the older one must be in charge since she acted that way.)
"But, it's your lucky night," the older officer said, removing herfinger. "We will spare you the ride downtown to jail, which spares usthe paperwork, and we'll do a little search right here. If you're clean, we'lllet you go."
"Sear...." Bobbie Sue tried to protest again, but was cut off withthe gloved finger again, this time more forcefully.
"Be a good little girl and I won't have to use this," the olderofficer hissed, as she tapped on the nightstick that was hanging from her belt.
Bobbie Sue was even more surprised when the officer finished her warning byleaning forward and planting a soft, quick kiss on Bobbie Sue's left cheek.Bobbie Sue was as nervous as she had ever remembered being, since nothing likethis had ever happened to her back home.
"Why did she kiss me?" Bobbie Sue quickly thought.
Bobbie Sue felt her wrists being grabbed and pulled up over her head. Shewas led over to a nearby light pole and made to bend forward and lean her handsagainst it. Then her feet were kicked apart. She had to arch her back justto keep from falling down.
Bobbie Sue watched, as a young woman came out of a nearby coffee shop. Shegave some coffee to the older policewoman, who thanked the woman with a strongkiss on the lips, before the woman ran back into the shop.
"She must kiss everyone. Gee, even the police are friendly 'round here," BobbieSue thought, before she gushed, "Oh my!"
Bobbie Sue was startled by pressure rubbing against her shoulders. She quicklysnapped her head back and saw the younger policewoman behind her, smiling.
"Just relax. If you don't fight me, it will be better for us all." Shepurred into Bobbie Sue's ear.
(Bobbie Sue had been taught to respect the law by her parents, so she figuredshe had to let them do their job, even though it was embarrassing to be friskedin public. Then she figured they would let her be on her way. She also knewshe didn't have anything to hide.)
The young policewoman began rubbing her gloved hands softly down her nakedback, sending shivers down Bobbie Sue's spine. The hands traveled across theback of her shorts, down one leg and back up the other. The gloved hands continuedup the front of her shorts, traveling over her top next, just brushing herbreasts on the way by before they made it back on top of her shoulders. BobbieSue felt a sense of relief, figuring the search was over and rather quicklyat that.
"I think we should give her the 'special search' just to make sure," theolder officer said, as she flashed Bobbie Sue a wicked smile.
Bobbie Sue quivered at the statement and then because the young officer'sgloved hands started traveling down her body, more forcefully then before.Lower and lower, only stopping to squeeze both of her ass cheeks, on the waydown this time. Slowly up the front they came, running over her firm breasts,lightly at first and then stopping to squeeze each one several times. BobbieSue's face flushed, her jaw clinched, as it was the first time that anyonehad ever done that to her. (She was a late bloomer and was still getting usedto her new body. She hadn't even had that much time to explore them herself.)
She felt the young woman's hands clutch her top and pull apart-- her cone-shapedbreasts springing free. Letting out a screech, Bobbie Sue tried to stand, buta strong forearm to her back sent her reluctantly back into position.
"Please," Bobbie Sue whined, at the sight of her bright pink nipplesnow exposed to the cool summer air (and to anyone watching).
The older officer tossed her coffee into a trash can and moved over.
"No my dear, we're not done with you yet," she said, snatching apair of handcuffs from her belt.
Bobbie Sue felt the cold steel slapped against her wrist. Instinctively, shetried to pull away but the officer was skilled and had her other wrist snatched.
"Oh, God!" Bobbie Sue cried out, realizing that she was now handcuffedto this
light pole, in the middle of nowhere. She moaned, realizing that the officerswere free to do as they please now. Bobbie Sue was struggling with her composureas she pulled on the cuffs. It also hit her that no one had ever seen her newlyformed breasts before. Yet here they were, hanging from her body like Christmasornaments, seemingly for all to see.
The young policewoman's hands went back to work, the light pole acting likea spotlight. The hands slowly cupped each breast, as if weighing them, beforethe gloved fingers began squeezing them softly, as Bobbie Sue whimpered. Theyfinished by giving them one last squeeze, a sultry voice telling her how goodthey felt, which made her blush even more.
She felt an open palmed hand, started running back and forth across her exposedpink nipples. The rough leather gloves causing them to become hard little beebees in seconds. (Bobbie Sue had never felt them this hard before, not evenwhen she went swimming in the cold cement pond back home.) The gloved fingersbegan pulling on her erect nipples, causing Bobbie Sue a mixture of pleasureand pain. Bobbie Sue looked to the older policewoman (who was standing on theother side of the light pole) for relief but she was busy watching her partner'swork with a smile.
The gloved hands finally left Bobbie Sue's breasts, but much to her chagrinthey didn't cover them back up. (They were just left exposed to the cool airand the crowd of onlookers, who were gathered at the nearby buildings and shopwindows, but didn't dare get closer.)
Bobbie Sue's sense of relief was brief, as the gloved hands grasped the waistbandof her tight rubber short-shorts.
"They wouldn't do that, not right here!" Bobbie Sue thought, ina panic.
But as quickly as she thought it, her rubber shorts were yanked down to herknees. Bobbie Sue instantly felt a rush of cool air swamping her hot flesh,as a moan escaped her lips. It wasn't long before she could feel hot breathagainst her backside, but she was too embarrassed to look back now, a smallteardrop even splashed on the cement below.
The older policewoman joined her partner. Bobbie Sue knew that both womenwere now studying her backside view. She suddenly felt like a fish in a fishbowl. (When she left home yearning for adventure this is not what she had envisioned.)
Bobbie Sue blinked to try and dry her eyes. She knew the policewomen werein complete control of her now and there was nothing she could do about it.Bobbie Sue felt some gloved hands start roaming over her naked skin. They ranover her ass cheeks, over her thighs, even lightly brushing her sex. She heardthe policewomen giggling like schoolgirls, obviously enjoying their work.
"Look at her pussy."
"So pink."
"And pretty."
"Too tight to hide anything in here."
"But let's look anyways.... Just to be safe."
Bobbie Sue felt gloved hands firmly grip her ass cheeks, before slowly pullingapart. She felt a rush of cool air again as gloved fingers slid inside herass crack. They pulled slowly and she felt her pussy lips being stretched apart;even more when two fingers worked in a V-like motion. She moaned a feeble protest,knowing that their eyes could now see her most intimate of places through herfine blonde pubic hair.
A gloved finger suddenly began running against her spread pussy lips, slowlyat first, but soon it increased in speed and in pressure. (Bobbie Sue had neverexperienced anything like it; it felt infinitely better than her own touch.Her body was tingling all over; it felt like a thousand ants were crawlingall over her body. She even felt a bit lightheaded.) Soon another finger joinedthe first. This one ran in the other direction. This one found her specialpleasure zone, on the top of her pussy, which she still called her "lovebutton".
Bobbie Sue was doing all she could to remain standing as the fingers wereworking. She bit her lip when she also felt pressure on her right breast. Sheopened one eye, ever so slightly, and saw that the older policewoman had hermouth over it. She began kissing it at first, before she began sucking on hererect nipple. Bobbie Sue bit her lower lip harder, because her nipple seemedto melt in the woman's warm mouth. (Bobbie Sue cursed herself for enjoyingit so. She also knew that they crossed the preverbal line now.)
The policewomen kept up their actions. Slowly they started increasing theirintensity of their rubbing and sucking. Bobbie Sue was losing her fight. Herbody started quivering, cries of pleasure were escaping from her lips. Herbody seemingly alive for the first time, but her head was miles away in theclouds.
"What they're doing is wrong?" Bobbie Sue kept thinking. "Butwhy does it have to feel, SO GOOD?"
The policewomen's intense pleasurable actions started overtaking the perversenessof it all. It was just too much for her to fight anymore. Bobbie Sue gave in,and almost instantly, let out a scream, as she leaned forward and rested herforehead against the light pole.
"Ahhhhhh, I'm CUMMMING!" Her voice echoed into the air.
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The gloved fingers finally stopped there assault and her short shorts werepulled back up. The suction on her nipple also stopped and her breasts werealso covered up. The handcuffs were removed from her wrists. Bobbie Sue's bodyhad stopped its quivering, but she still felt dizzy. It almost felt like shewas going to fall. The older policewoman stood up and caught Bobbie Sue (seeminglyjust in time) cradling her in her arms and then began carrying her towardsthe squad car. Bobbie Sue was still too dazed from her first sexual experienceto protest, but still wore a look of concern on her face.
"Don't worry," the older policewoman whispered into her ear. "We'rejust going to take you back to our place. We have plenty more to show you.I guess it turns out that you aren't a whore after all."
The officer carrying Bobbie Sue lowered her and helped her lean against theback of the squad car, while her partner went into the car's trunk. Then shespun Bobbie Sue around and quickly cuffed her hands behind her back.
"Hey!" Bobbie Sue whined, repeatedly.
"Don't you get it yet?" The older officer teased, as her partnerjoined her side. "You belong to us now. You are our little pet."
Bobbie Sue spun her head around just in time to see a red ball being stuffedinto her mouth. She felt it being strapped around her head and pulled tight.She flooded with nerves once again.
"But we mean you not harm. In fact you might even enjoy our time together...butit's not permanent." The officer reached up wiped a tear off Bobbie Sue'scheek. "So you can stop that." She leaned forward and kissed BobbieSue's cheek. "You see, even as sweet as you are, we'll tire of you andyou'll have to find us a replacement."
Bobbie Sue's eyes widened, not believing her ears.
The older officer smiled. "Yeah, just like...."
"Your cousin," the younger officer exclaimed, as she opened theback door of the squad car.
"My cousin?" Bobbie Sue screamed into her ball gag.
"Yep. Amy said we might like you but we had no idea...."
Bobbie Sue was bewildered. The older officer suddenly grabbed her and pushedher face down into the back of the squad car. She felt her legs being raised.She looked back and they were tying her feet together.
"But don't be too mad at Amy, even though she fooled you pretty good."
The younger officer giggled. "She ain't even in a band, silly."
Her legs were raised up and tied to her cuffs by the older officer. (Livingon a farm all those years, Bobbie Sue knew what position she was now tied into.)The officers moved from the back into the front of the car and the youngerofficer put the car into drive.
"Yeah, Amy even showed us what you'd be wearing. She said you were gullible,but we like that. She was...once. Yes, Amy was one fine pet. So let's hopeit runs in the family." the older officer said, flipping down her mirroredvisor. (Bobbie Sue couldn't see their faces but she could make out their voices.) "Butyou saw her. She was with us for a while and she's fine and you'll be too."
"If you behave and do everything we tell yah, just like we tell yah."
"Don't worry about her.... But she has a point," the older officersaid, slapping her partner on the shoulder. (She was trying hard not to scareher. At least not yet.)
"I know it's a little confusing. Your cousin was once in your position.Oh, and she wanted me to apologize for her. You see, she was having troublefinding someone, but then you started calling and writing, saying how boringlife was for you and how you yearned for more. We'll, we have a whole new worldto show you. It'll be anything but boring. That I can guarantee."
Bobbie Sue moaned, feeling even more like a stranger in a strange world.
The End
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