When her gorgeous boyfriend invites Mika Jamison to a sex session in the woods, little does she know what awaits her.
Two police officers find her in a very compromising position in the car, involving the hood, the trunk and a gearbox. They haul her, naked, to the police station, where they subject her to a body search she will never forget.
Handcuffed and vulnerable, Mika is given a choice. Say "yes" to whatever mysterious things they will do to her, and they'll drop all charges.
Will the scared but horny Mika take the bait?
This BDSM novelette (13,500 words) is Volume TWO of the NAUGHTY NYMPHOMANIAC series.
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They handcuff us again after the mug shots and lead us into a small interrogation room. A table with a couple of chairs makes up the only furniture. A box of latex gloves is placed suggestively in the middle of the table.
Officer Pat Granger pushes Jake down on the table, abdomen first, so that his butt juts out.
"You can't do this," Jake yells. "I have rights! You haven't read me my rights."
Pat replies smoothly, "You're a drug mule and you have no rights in here where we're concerned. You want your phone call? Who you're gonna call? Your rich Daddy? How's he gonna react when you tell him you've been hauled up for drug possession? You're seeing five years in the slammer, at least."
Jake's blood drains out of his face.
I guess that's why he didn't protest too much when Pat straps on a pair of latex gloves and inserts two fingers rudely up his anus. Jake grunts as the fingers make a thorough sweep of his asshole. I know the last thing Jake wants is for his Dad to find out . . . and find out he definitely will. Jake's college degree is already being threatened, but now he's looking at the deep black hole of being completely cut out from his family.
I don't know if Jake's asshole has ever been violated before, but he grits his teeth and bears it like a man. He doesn't seem to be enjoying it though, but maybe that's because Pat's fingers are so forceful.
Then it's my turn.
Officer Sam Hanson, who seems to have taken a shine to me, bends me over the table. He starts with my asshole first - two fingers in, as deep as they can go. He makes several thorough rotations. I close my eyes, guilty that I'm actually relishing the feel of having something in my ass again.
Then he pulls me up and makes me lie on the table, legs apart. All three officers close in, their attention rapt on my exposed pussy.
"Never seen something like that in all my life," says Officer Albin.
I guess he's referring to my elongated inner pussy lips.
I tense, waiting for the inevitable vaginal inspection. I am not disappointed. Sam peels open my pussy lips, all four of them, and holds them wide apart. My wrists have been cuffed behind my back and I'm now lying on my affixed arms. The other policemen crowd in for the view while Jake - standing across the table -looks on in despair.
"Fucking fantastic cunt," says Pat.
"Wet as a leaky hose. See all that cum coming out of her twat?" Sam runs his gloved finger up and down my clit, stimulating my sensitive nerve fibers.
He shoves two fingers up my vulva. I gasp at the roughness of his invasion. The fingers are merciless, going up as far as they would go - exploring the oblong boxlike confines of my vagina. A spool of pleasure uncurls within me as they rub against my G-spot.
"There might be drugs up that snatch, ya never know. Looks deep enough," Dan drawls. "What do you say to a little further probing?"
I'm apprehensive as to what this means. Sam spreads my legs farther apart. Grinning, he says to me, "Take a deep breath."
I have been warned, I suppose. Sam shapes his gloved hand into a beak. Then he shoves his entire hand into my pussy.