The Traffic Stop (Closed for MSBOY)

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Tabitha

It was nearly 9:00 PM. and I was running late for a dinner date almost 20 miles from where I was now in South Miami. I was dressed in a short black dress that form fitted my body and had open sides with the front and rer panels only connected by a few straps downthe side. With the cut of the dress it was not possible to wear panties or a bra.

As I sped along 95 headed for the South Beach district my mind raced over the events prior to getting on the expressway. I had stopped at a mall in Goulds and an old high school friend met up with me. She was always the wild one and she dared me to swipe a bottle of perfume from the counter at Burdines and then at a gas station just off the turnpike she again dared me to drive away after pumping $20.00 of gas.

As my speedometer hit almost 80 I felt a rush of adrenaline pulse through me from the escapades earlier. I had always been fairly reserved and in 26 years had never been in any trouble except for a few speeding tickets. As I looked down I saw that my friend Julie had placed a joint in the ash tray of my car. "That bitch" I muttered as I drove, she could have got me in real trouble.

Another 15 minutes and I would be to my destination. Just as I thought this I noticed a Miami police car off the side of the road. Shit, I hope he is not running radar I thought as I passed him in the outside lane.
 
Mark Ranier

I was sitting in my patrol car trying to stay awake on a boring night. Just for kicks I had my radar going, not expecting for anything to liven up the evening. My coffee was cold, so I dumped it out the window and threw the empty cup in the backseat. A car flashed by and the radar detector started to chirp. Somebody was going 80 miles an hour in a 65 zone. Not a major offense, but somebody worth pulling over.

Mark lit up the lights and siren, pulling out in pursuit of the speeding vehicle. It was a red Mustang, two or three years old, with vanity plates. They read "PUCK ME", this was either a rabid ice hockey fan or somebody who needed a second look. He checked out the license number through the onboard computer, there were no wants or warrants, only a few paid speeding tickets.

I finally caught up with the Mustang. It didn't pull over at first, which pissed me off a little bit. Finally it pulled over. I pulled in behind it, turned off the siren and walked up to the drivers side window. Flashlight held up high in my left hand, right hand on my service revolver. The first thing I saw through the window was a pair of long, sexy legs. I moved to flashlight to the right and saw what the legs were attached to, a good looking woman in a little black dress. I asked the fine looking babe to please step out of the vehicle.
 
I couldn't beleive it when suddenly the flashing blue lights raced up behind me in the fst lane. This was all I needed, another ticket. Last time the judge told me he would suspend my license for six months if I had any further moving ciolations within the next year. I thought maybe he was after somebody else or on a late night donut run and tried to play it cool.

As I moved over to the shoulder the cop pulled in right behind me. My mind raced as the officer approached me. Do I turn on the tears and give him a sob story or do I get an attitude and intimidate him into letting me go. I lowered the window just enough to speak as he approached and said "Step out of the vehicle ma'am."

He was a good looking man and very young looking. I thought he must still be in high school or something, this should be easy.

"Excuse me officer but obviously you have not run my tag and don't know who I am. I understand you are running low on your quota but why don't you go back to your car and go chase some real criminals like the drug dealers, murders or rapists out there. I promise I will be a good girl and slow down." I said with just enough sass and indignation in my voice to let hims know I was not amused.

I could see the beam of his flashlight aimed on my legs just at the hem of my dress. "I hope you have enjoyed yourself, now go get yourself a donut and tell the other boys how you saw your first real women tonight. I have to go, I have someplace to be." I said as I reached for the gear shift.
 
I couldn't beleive it when suddenly the flashing blue lights raced up behind me in the fst lane. This was all I needed, another ticket. Last time the judge told me he would suspend my license for six months if I had any further moving violations within the next year. I thought maybe he was after somebody else or on a late night donut run and tried to play it cool.

As I moved over to the shoulder the cop pulled in right behind me. My mind raced as the officer approached me. Do I turn on the tears and give him a sob story or do I get an attitude and intimidate him into letting me go. I lowered the window just enough to speak as he approached and said "Step out of the vehicle ma'am."

He was a good looking man and very young looking. I thought he must still be in high school or something, this should be easy.

"Excuse me officer but obviously you have not run my tag and don't know who I am. I understand you are running low on your quota but why don't you go back to your car and go chase some real criminals like the drug dealers, murders or rapists out there. I promise I will be a good girl and slow down." I said with just enough sass and indignation in my voice to let hims know I was not amused.

I could see the beam of his flashlight aimed on my legs just at the hem of my dress. "I hope you have enjoyed yourself, now go get yourself a donut and tell the other boys how you saw your first real women tonight. I have to go, I have someplace to be." I said as I reached for the gear shift.
 
Officer Mark Ranier

This woman was too full of herself and had to be reeled in. She was babbling some tough talk, "Excuse me officer but obviously you have not run my tag and don't know who I am. I understand you are running low on your quota but why don't you go back to your car and go chase some real criminals like the drug dealers, murders or rapists out there. I promise I will be a good girl and slow down." She obviously wanted me to let her go, but then she went too far. "I hope you have enjoyed yourself, now go get yourself a donut and tell the other boys how you saw your first real women tonight. I have to go, I have someplace to be."

Mark repeated his order, "I said get out of the car!" He noticed she had her hand on the gearshift, so he reached through the open window and turned her car off. "This is your last chance, Miss, get out now." Mark said grimly.
 
Shit, maybe the attitude was not the correct decision here. I had seen it work before with some of my friends but this little prick was taking it too far as he reached in and turned off my car.

"Oh that was a mistake, you will be sorry for this. Just who in the hell do you think you are dealing with here?" I demanded as I stepped defiantly out of the car looking right into this officers stone cold face. I tried my best to hold my best poker face to see if he would back down.

"I want your badge number and name officer!" I dug in my purse getting a spare set of keys out connected to a small key ring mace canister.

I went to get back into the car holding the mace tightly as I said "This sexual profiling shit is not going to work tonight. I have friends in high places in Dade County. I know judge Ardres well" I said bluffing my way as best I could. Yeah, I knew judge Ardres, he is the jusge that threatened me with jail and a suspended license.

I was quickly getting in over my head here but could not back down now. Just in case I still had the tears ready to turn on.
 
Officer Mark Ranier

I expected the outburst, but not the small can of mace. Apparently this woman was more than just talk. I put my left hand over hers and the mace canister, she would not be shooting that into my eyes. My other hand left the butt of my service revolver and stuck my finger in her pretty face.

"You were going 80 miles per hour in a 65 MPH zone. You have also been unruly and uncooperative. What do you have to say about that?" Mark accented every point as he spoke with a jab from his finger.
 
Sticking my finger back into the officers face snarled back at him "Give the big bad cop a donut with extra creme filling he caught a speeder and made his quota today."

Watching his moves I try to back away as he has a firm hand on mine keeping me from breaking free to get back inside the safety of my own car. Shit, the last thing I need tonight is to go to jail, and if he finds the joint my friend left in the ashtray or the swiped bottle of perfume I know thats exactly where I am headed. I have to get loose and get away, this guy does not seem to be in any mood to trade favors here with the attitude I have given him.
 
Officer Mark Ranier[/i]

I saw something in between flashes of her hand in my face. To me, it looked like a joint. I was ready to stop fooling around with her. I grabbed her poking hand in my right hand and twisted it up around her back. That caused her to lunge forward and her pert breasts pressed against my chest.

Mark said, "Officer Mark Ranier, badge # 2112, now do you want to tell me about that 'cigarette' in your ashtray?"
 
This cop was not fooling around with me as he reached out and grabbed my hand causing me to press up against him. His hard, chisled, chest caused me to blush a little as I felt his strength control me for a second as he asked about the joint in the ashtray. I panicked as I replied "Oh no you don't! You reached in my car to grab my keys, your not planting anything on me and blaming me for it here Officer Mark Ranier number 2112!"

I spun around and thanks to several years of Tae Kwon Do and self defense classes taught by the Metro Dade County Police Department for women I broke free of Mark's hold on me. I know that the skimpiness of my dress combined with the way it rode up and my lack of any undergarments that anyone passing by on 95 tonight was getting a free show. Maybe there would be a wreck or something and the diversion would allow me to get away from here.

As I broke free from Mark I stepped on his foot feeling my heel in his shiny patent leather police shoe. I ran to the front of my car trying to get away from him as it took him a minute to react and see that I had broke free from his grasp.
 
Officer Mark Ranier

The bitch had gotten away from me. She had spun away with some judo move and ground her high heel into my shoe in the progress. The only satisfaction I got was that her skirt lifted up as she spun around and I could see that she wasn't wearing any panties.

Mark knew that he shouldn't get close, she still had the mace. He also knew that what she had done so far did not warrent him pulling his service revolver. So he kept his eye on her and recovered the joint from her car.

He held it up and said, "You know this little item can disappear and you can get off with a warning. Can you think of any reason why I should do that?"
 
As I stand with my heart pounding at the front of the car I watch as Mark reches in and takes the joint from my ash tray. I hear him asking "You know this little item can disappear and you can get off with a warning. Can you think of any reason why I should do that?"

My mind reels wondering if he is for real or if he is just trying to get me to surrender where he can trake me to jail and charge me with the joint and all the trouble I had given him. I still hear Judge Andres in the back of my head echoing his stern warning that 'any further infraction of Florida State law in the next 12 months will result in your drivers license being taken by this court and your pretty little butt sitting in the county jail for a minimum of 6 months young lady. Dont' push me!'

I think of offering Mark here a trade, but remember how the last officer that pulled me over for a speeding ticket I offered pussy too ended up arresting me and charging me with Facilitation to commit prostitution. That charge is what got old Judge Andres so uptight and demading. I could't face another charge like that on my record. If I continue to resist and end up having my pussy taken in handcuffs I could not be charged, but I had to get out of this mess.

I looked at the officer holding the joint in his hand. (he looked cute and actually kind of hot) and looked down the road. I finally responded "Officer Mark Ranier, did you see my license plate? Well, FUCK YOU!" I then turned and ran as hard as I could down the shoulder of the road leaving my purse on the hood of the car.
 
Officer Mark Ranier

"What the hell is she up to?!? Odds are she'll be picked up by somebody that'll rape and stangle her, and I'll be left holding the bag." Mark grabbed her purse, keys from her ignition and locked up her car. He then set off after her in his Cruiser. She hadn't gotten far.

Mark pulled up behind her and yelled out the window, "What are you doing?!? I've got your purse here, and your car is locked up. Are you this much trouble for your husband? I threw the joint away. Hop in and I'll take you back to your car." Mark continued to drive behind her with his lights on. Nobody would pick her up while he was there.
 
TABITHA

OOC: If all goes well I am going to try to set up my own Lit account this week instead of using hubby's account. I will try to use my email name of 'miamikat' if it is available. I hate to loose the Avtar and signiture ability but think it may be easier to seperate our accounts and postings. If you notice posts under the new name you know what it is.

IC: I couldn't beleive this hard core cop was now chasing me down the highway in his cruiser. He got right behind me and kept the lights on even aiming his spotlight on me as I ran down the shoulder. I know my dress was not doing much to hide anything and thought 'great' now he will probably add indecent exposure to my list of growing charges. I still thought I may just get away from him.

I must have stepped on a stone or something because suddenly I lost my footing in my heels and twisted my ankle. I fell to the ground on my hands and knees braking my fall. Almost before I hit the ground I felt Mark overpower me and pull my hands behind my back locking me into handcuffs.

My dress was up above my waist and my bottom was exposed for the world to see as Mark jerked me up and practically threw me up against the car hood. I could feel the officer's hot breath on my back and neck as his large muscular hands patted me down. I began to get aroused from the rough treatment and the total feeling of helplessness.

I thought this to be a good time for the tear act and began sobbing "Please officer Ranier, I can't go to jail again. I didn't mean to be such a bitch, I was just scared to death of going back to jail or losing my license. Please please let me go with a warning this time!"

I know Mark could feel my nipples protrude through my thin dress material and as he frisked my still bare bottom he had to feel my wetness. I wanted to back up against him to see if I was having any effect on his manhood, but he held me tight on the hood. He seemed so by the book - Just my luck I probably got one of Metro Dade's gay cops I thought................
 
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Officer Mark Ranier

She was still trying to get away, on foot! She tripped and fell, I think I set a speed record getting out of the car and hancuffing the bitch. I was still pissed off by all the trouble she had caused me, so maybe I threw her on the hood too hard. Oh well, too bad for her.

Mark to his time frisking her. He already knew she had no panties on, then his probing hands found the absense of a bra. Her nipples were hard as darts, she must get off by fucking with a cop.

She pleaded with me as I was grabbing a handfull, "Please officer Ranier, I can't go to jail again. I didn't mean to be such a bitch, I was just scared to death of going back to jail or losing my license. Please please let me go with a warning this time!" It was too late for her to try this, she already had her chance, now she had to face the consequences. I patted down her naked ass and felt her excited wetness.

So, she did get off screwing with a cop, Mark thought, well I think I'll give her more than she had expected. Mark pulled her dress up, so that it was bunched up around her waist. He slapped her hard on her voluptious ass cheeks. "You want to screw with me, I'm gonna screw you." he said as he spanked her.

Mark held her with one hand and unzipped his fly with the other. He wrestled his cock out and jammed it into the bitch's wet puss. He held onto her handcuffed wrists as he drove his hard cock deep into her again and again.
 
TABITHA

I couldn't beleive what was happening to me. Thiis huge muscle bound police officer had me handcuffed, rather tightly, behind my back and had me almost spread eagle on the hood of his cruiser as he spanked my naked ass. Not just loving little pats but hard swift smacks that lifted me off the ground with each blow.

I could feel the heat raise up from my exposed skin as he was unrelentless in his punishment. I know I had given him a hard time and been as obnoxious as possible but surely I didn't deserve this. I sobbed uncontrolably as the punishment continued and tears streamed down my face.

Without warnng as he delivered the last blow his large cock split me in two as he pushed in one hard thrust into my wet pussy. Without pausing he began thrusting in and out of me like I was no more than a fuck toy for his pleasure.

From his position it looked to the passing traffic like I was being frisked and resisting arrest. Traffic barely even slowed as they streamed past.

Just as the hard invading cock began to give me pleasure Mark withdrew and threw me into the back seat like a stuffed animal or hardened felon, my dress raised up above my chest in a heap openly displaying my nakedness to him. Mark got back into the front seat and called in on the radio the end of his shift. I panicked at the thought of being humiliated and now being taken to jail.

Sobbing I balled "Please officer Ranier, don't take me to jail.......I can't.........please............please.............I don't want to go to jail again.................please............" Now I wish I had gone ahead and smoked the joint. my body tingled half in fear and half in lust.
 
Officer Mark Ranier

Now that I showed her, Tabitha, according to her license, what was in store for her this evening, I threw her in the back of the cruiser. Her dress was still bunched up around her waist and it had ripped along one shoulder, exposing one of her suckable tits. As I looked in the mirror, I saw her nearly naked body crumpled up on the backseat.

Mark drove along the freeway towards his cabin on the edge of the swamp. Nobody would hear her scream out there and he could have his way with her. After all, he had 72 hours of downtime with nothing to do.
 
TABITHA

I could see from the screen on the officers computer that he had my license and entire history displayed to him. There was no use in telling him any stories, he knew just how much trouble I was in and what my future held once brought into the jail. Judge Andres would have a field day with me.

I lay in the backseat of the police car, restrained like a common criminal. How could I be in this situation? A night planned of debauchery and lust turned into a nightmare and incarceration. It would be a long time before I could get back to South Beach. I hated this pig of a man who was taking me to jail, had violated my pussy and body and not even treated me like a lady.

Still wimpering, accepting my fate of jail, I quietly cussed Mark as he drove me down the expressway. "you son of a bitch...........asshole......................I hate you!...........I guess you think your real big and bad..............your a pussy............donut eatiing cop wannabe..................FUCK YOU!" I continued muttering to myself so that he could hear me.

In my mind I devised a plan to get back at this horrible man, my hands may be useless but he did not have leg irons on me or my legs restrained. When he opened the door and brought me out at the jail I would kick him in the balls as hard as I possibly could. Let him try to fuck with me I thought. Hell at this point what was an assault charge added to all the things I was sure he would charge me with already. I wondered if he had found the dope in my purse, I wanted to get high now and jail was the perfect place to smoke a joint and mellow out.
 
Officer Mark Ranier

Mark listened to Tabitha mutter what she thought of him as she lay in the backseat. No, the fight had not gone out of her yet, Mark thought, she would need close watching. He wondered how long would take her to figure out she was not going to jail.

Mark exited the freeway and took the path that would take him away from all the inhabited areas, which actually weren't many this close to the swamp. Soon the last of the lampposts was far behind and he was pulling into the dirt road that led to his cabin, his isolated cabin miles from anywhere.
 
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TABITHA

Oh shit, I thought to myself. I have really pissed him off now, he is going away from town, away from homes, stores and anything recognizable. Thoughts ran through my head; was he going to take me out into the swamp and beat the hell out of me? Or worse yet was he going to take me out to some deserted path and shoot me then leave my body for the gators to eat so that no one would even find my bones? This Officer Mark Ranier must be some sort of 'pshycho cop' I had seen movies about people like him.

I lay in the back seat sobbing, my dress in shreds, my ankle killing me in the 5" heels from my fall on the highway, and my ass cheeks still stinging from the spanking I received. I was thinking this would be the last few minutes of my life. Despite all the fear and hostility I was feeling my pussy still tingled from the excitement of when he had stuck his large cock in me.

Well, one thing was for sure. I was not going to let him beat the shit out of me or kill me without a fight. An attribute I guess I got from being the only girl in a family with 5 older brothers and a Dad who made me mean to help me survive as he used to say when I was growing up. I actually thought now I wish he had just taken me to jail.

The strangest thought going through my head was I wished I had met this man out at South Beach or somewhere. His muscular build, magnificent cock and commanding deameanor would have made him a great catch. I guess I would have been a little too fiesty for him though, I usually was to most the men I dated. I loved to wrestle and even fight a little with them it always built up the stage for great sex to me. I even somtimes would get them down, tie them up and spank them and taunt them before fucking them. I loved it but most men have too much ego for that kind of activity.
 
Officer Mark Ranier

I pulled in front of the darkened cabin, the lights from the cruiser shining on and reflecting off the simple building. Tabitha's sobbing, crumpled form in her ripped dress was spotlighted by these lights. I got out unlocked the cabin and turned on the lights.

Mark returned to the cruiser and shut it off, dousing the car's lights. He opened the rear door and said, "OK, you can get out now. You can scream if you want, no one will hear you out here. You can also run if you want, the gators are always hungry. We're going to be together all weekend, get used to that fact and enjoy." Mark reaches a hand in for her to grab and says, "Remember, you brought this on yourself. Now, can't we just get along?"
 
Suddenly the car stops at some dark abandoned cabin in the middle of some swamp. I have no idea where we are at or how we got here. I hate snakes and gators and I know we are surrounded my them. I think of running as the car door opens and am reminded by Mark that the gators are always hungry.

The lights of the cabin and the moon make Marks figure in his uniform look bigger than life. I have teased him about eating donuts but from his fit appearance I doubt he has fit into that sterotype. He tells me we are going to be together all weekend and how I brought this all on myself. I can't argue with that. The weekend prospect seems to have some attraction to me.

I wonder if this muscle bound cop has the stamina to stand up to my rough desire for raw, unbridled sex. If he is going to take me, I will make him work for it. This could be interesting, lets see how serious he is.

As I begin to get out of the backseat thorugh the open door I glare at Mark. I don't want to ruin him for the weekend so I playfully (although not letting him know I am playing) kick him in the balls and then retreat to the far corner of the backseat against the other door. "What kind of girl do you think I am officer Ranier?" I scornfully ask him.
 
Officer Mark Ranier

I was trying to get along with the bitch, when she kicked me in the balls. Luckily most of the power of the kick was absorbed by my thigh, but still it wasn't a love tap. Maybe Tabitha was uset that I said this was all her fault. Well, agreeable or not, she was gonna be a major player in the sex this weekend.

Mark aggressively reached into the backseat of the cruiser and grabbed Tabitha by one of her kicking ankles. He pulled her forcibly from the cruiser and dragged her into the cabin, Mark didn't even care that her ripped dress caught on something and was torn from her body.

Mark dumped Tabitha in the middle of the cabin, then turned and locked the door.He turned around to see Tabitha...
 
TABITHA

My mind raced as Mark reached one of his large arms in grabbing my ankle firmly pulling me from the backseat of the car.Without hesitating he half carried half pulled me kicking and screaming into the cabin, my dress getting caught on the door jam and being ripped from my body. He practically threw me to the floor in the middle of the cabin totally naked with my hands still tightly cuffed behind my back. I liked it rough and it looked like thats exactly what I was going to get from this brut.

Mark dumped Tabitha in the middle of the cabin, then turned and locked the door.He turned around to see Tabitha...crawliing on my knees for the opening to another darkened room. Mark came up behind me still in is impressive uniform tryig to grab me around the waist. I kicked back at him catching him square in the ass from between his legs.

Mark let go and grabbed my dress ripping it into several shreds. He then got a hold of me and easily overpowered me using the rags from my dress to tie one ankle to a table leg, the other to a large chair spreading me wide open. I tried to crawl away as he straddled my back backwards facing my ass as he took his expandable baton and slapped it open with a thud. He stuck several inches of the tip into my exposed pussy as he told me that apparently the first spanking did not have an effect and that I needed another........

(Nothing gets my pussy flowing like a hard spanking, I was already beggining to get wet from the thought of this man fully clothed controlling me and using my naked body for his pleasure)
 
Ron just checking in

Great story line going here Kat. Looks like you have got my itch for the lit boards. Thanks for helping her out Msboy. Keep up the good work. Kat should be hot and ready by the time I get back home on the 28th. If Charley is finished in Key West maybe we will have to go back :)
 
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