Policeman Roger's Punishment
PC Roger Thackery loves being a policeman. With the threat of a fine or parking ticket it's amazing how many women can be persuaded to let him have some fun with them. No one ever dares challenge him and if they did, it's their word against his - and the powers that be always believe the man in uniform. When he sees a pretty woman drive past him he sees yet another opportunity to get his hands on some female flesh.
Lucinda Parkinson pulls over into the space indicated by the policeman. Great - just what she needs! She's already running late for work now this.
She sees the looming figure of the policeman in her wing mirror. She can't think what she did wrong to attract his attention.
He leans over and knocks on her window. She jumps slightly - like most people a little intimidated by people in uniform.
She looks up at him and smiles weakly. She notices straight away that he's not smiling at all and her stomach does summersaults.
"Can you wind your window down please Madam?" He asks officiously.
She immediately does as she's told, wanting to get this over with as quickly as possible. "Yes officer?" She asks, "Have I done something wrong?"
"I'm afraid you weren't paying due care and attention when you turned left back there," he says in a stern tone.
Lucinda is horrified. She's such a careful driver and doesn't remember making any mistakes but thinks it's best to apologise anyway. "I'm so sorry officer. I didn't realise," she says meekly.
"I'm afraid that's not good enough. Driving like that you could have caused an accident!" Lucinda shivers at the thought.
"I honestly thought I'd done everything properly. I checked that my way was clear. Looked behind me. Everything! I can only apologise." She starts to panic wondering how serious this is.
His next words make her heart sink: "Can you step out of the car please Madam?" She was hoping he'd give her a stern talking to and let her go but it seems it's not going to be so easy.
PC Roger steps back as she opens her door wondering if her body matches up to her pretty face. If not he might just let her off with a warning and wait for better prey.
Lucinda steps out of her car carefully, the man's penetrating gaze on her making her feel uncomfortable.
He eyes her up and down shamelessly knowing the authority he has over her means he can do as he pleases. Not bad! This could be fun...
As she turns to close her door he checks out her behind. Oh yes indeed - he'd like some of that!
She turns to face him - the normally confident woman reduced to silence by this formidable man.
PC Roger verbally lays into her almost immediately: "If I had my way, women like you wouldn't be allowed to drive," he says fiercely, "I ought to arrest you right now!"
"But let's see if we can sort all this out without having to resort to anything so serious," he says in a slightly gentler tone.
"To start with you'll need to present your insurance documents, M.O.T and driver's licence at the police station within 5 days."
"Of course, of course," she says humbly, closing her eyes and hoping that'll be the last of it. In the back of her mind is a list of all the things she has to do today and she's getting later and later for work.
"Have a few glasses of wine out with your girlfriends last night did we?" He asks, his tone hardening again. "You know if you have a lot the night before you can still be over the limit in the morning."
"What?" Says Lucinda incredulously. "No! Of course not. I would never do that." She's always very careful about how much she has - especially if she has to drive the next day.
"Well I'm afraid I'm going to have to get you to take a breathalyser test so I can be sure," he says in a way that suggests it would be pointless to argue.
Lucinda knows she has to do whatever he says but she's starting to feel a little victimised. It's almost as though the burly policeman were enjoying this.
"I'll need you to blow into this machine constantly for 10 seconds. If you stop before the machine beeps I'll treat it as obstructing me in my job and will arrest you." Lucinda panics - frightened by the thought of being handcuffed and thrown into a cell.
"Take a deep breath," he says and she does as she's told as he holds the device up to her mouth.
She blows as hard as she can into it. Even though she knows the results will be negative she's still very nervous.
As she blows her chest puffs out - just as PC Roger knew it would and he takes a good look at her fine breasts.
But he's not content with just looking. Emboldened by his uniform he reaches up with his free hand and cups one of her breasts.
He squeezes it hard - pleased to find it's nice and firm. Not like the saggy tits of some of the older women he's pulled over.
He runs his hand freely all over her chest - it's times like this when he loves his job!
Lucinda is horrified but daren't stop blowing until the machine makes a noise. It seems to take forever but eventually it beeps at her and she pulls away in shock.
"What the fuck?" She says - unable to believe what he just did to her. "You can't do that!" She tries to moderate her tone despite her anger.
"Do what Madam?" he asks with a sneer. "I'm just doing my job - keeping everyone safe from bad drivers like you."
Lucinda raises her eyes to heaven in defeat. What an absolute creep! But what can she do about it? Would anyone believe her if she made a complaint? Or would they just think she was trying to wheedle her way out of trouble?
PC Roger looks at the machine with a slight smirk on his face. He's careful to make sure she cannot see what it says on the display. "Oh dear," he says suddenly making Lucinda's heart skip a beat.
"It looks like you are over the limit. That's a £100 fine." She cannot believe what he is saying. The machine must be faulty! "But I didn't have any wine or anything last night!" She pleads.
PC Roger looks around to make sure they aren't being watched. He knows what he is about to do is against the rules and doesn't want any witnesses.
He leans forward. "We could work something out of course. I can be nice to you - if you're nice to me." She understands straight away what he means but is stunned into silence.
He writes something on a page from his notebook and tears it out. "Call me and we can meet up to discuss it," he says.
He stuffs the note down her cleavage, rubbing his finger against her breasts as he does so - making her flesh crawl.
"And don't leave it too long," he says warningly, "I'm not a man that likes to be kept waiting." Lucinda nods dumbly. "OK then. Off you go," he says - dismissing her.
She opens her car door, grateful to be able to get away from the policeman's intimidating presence.
As she sits down a sudden burst of anger hits her. How dare he grope her like that? What gives him the right? Something should be done about people like him who abuse their position of trust. She closes her door and drives off thinking dark thoughts about PC Roger Thackery...
Lucinda Parkinson is ordinarily a very self-confident woman but her experience at the hands of PC Thackery has left her distressed. How dare he take advantage and grope her like that? But she isn't the policeman's only victim and it's not long before she and her colleagues decide something must be done. Arrogant Roger is about to learn that he's no match for the cunning women and his uniform will provide him little protection.
A flustered Lucinda hurries into the office, aware of how much work she has to do and how late she now is thanks to the policeman.
She throws herself into her chair with relief. "Hi Lucinda!" Calls out Emma Fothergood from the desk opposite her. "Oh hi," replies Lucinda - happy to see a friendly face after her ordeal.
"Hey Lucinda! It's not like you to be late?" Says Patty Loversbow from the far end. She was getting concerned about her colleague who is normally very punctual.
"You won't believe the morning I've had," groans Lucinda, glad to have a chance to offload now she's amongst friends.
"I only got pulled over by some jobs-worth policeman," she says - still unable to believe what just happened. "He said I wasn't paying due care and attention when I made a left turn."
"I'm sure I did everything I should have. But he made me take a breathalyser test - then said I'd failed," she continues glumly.
"And can you believe it - while I was blowing into the tube, the creep only went and grabbed hold of my tits! Surely he can't do that can he?"
Emma and Patty are shocked. What an awful thing to happen to their colleague.
"I'm not sure what to do about it? I supposed I could make a complaint. But would they believe me? It would be my word against his."
"He sounds just like the policeman I met on Saturday," says Emma, "he tried to take advantage of me in the same way."
"Was he quite tall? Handsome? This guy looked like he was pretty big and muscly. He had a hat on of course but I could see his hair was mousy-brown. And piercing eyes."
"That's got to be the same one! There can't be two pervert policemen around here," replies Emma.
"Blimey! So I wasn't his only victim." Emma turns to Patty: "It was the most frightening night of my life..."
THE PREVIOUS SATURDAY: Emma runs down the street wiping the tears from her eyes. She's normally very controlled but what's just happened has upset her.
'Thank God!' She thinks to herself when she sees the policeman standing on the corner.
She rushes up to him: "You've got to help me," she says breathlessly - sure that she's now safe with this authority figure.
He turns to face her looking suspicious. "I've just been sexually assaulted," she says - the memories making her shake with fear and anger.
"Two pissed blokes started to chat me up. They wouldn't take 'no' for an answer. And when I tried to leave they grabbed me and... and... touched me <em>sexually</em>."
"Oh yes? And where did the <em>alleged</em> assault take place?" Asks PC Roger sceptically. In his mind women are usually asking for it then complain when it goes too far.
"In the Dog & Duck just round the corner," says Emma pointing behind her. "They pulled me into the alleyway. I managed to slap one of them and run away. They might still be there if you hurry."
But PC Roger has other ideas. "Can you describe to me <em>exactly</em> what these men did to you?" He asks. Emma feels uncomfortable but realises she has to tell him. "Well they grabbed hold of my arse and my tits," she says distressed.
"Oh yes?" He asks - moving in close. Something about him makes her feel nervous. He keeps looking her up and down and he looks like he's getting turning on.
"Like this was it?" He says - suddenly grabbing hold of her breasts and openly fondling them. Emma is horrified and tries to wriggle free of his grip.
"And they grabbed your arse did they?" The policeman continues, reaching down and giving her buttocks a firm squeeze.
"No. No! Please. Get off!" Says Emma, struggling in the big man's arms. "I bet you liked it didn't you?" Says PC Roger breathily.
"Let me go. Somebody help!" Calls out Emma but the two of them are completely alone. PC Roger knows this area is quiet at night which is one of the reasons he likes to patrol here. You often catch an inebriated woman on her way home from the pub.
His shoves her roughly against the railings. His hands wander freely over her body, going back to her boobs which he kneads cruelly. "You're hurting me," whimpers Emma in shock.
"Women like you need a good seeing to," says the policeman. Emma tries to push him away but he's too strong for her.
"Come on love, we both know what you want me to do," he says menacingly and she feels his hand wander up her skirt.
Emma can't believe what's happening to her. Policemen are meant to protect the vulnerable - not take advantage of them!
BACK IN THE OFFICE: "Oh it was horrible," says Emma with a shudder as she remembers.
"I managed to get away from him before it was too late. But do you know what? He laughed! The bastard laughed at me as I ran off!"
"What a sleazebag," says Patty sympathetically. "Something has got to be done about him. He can't go around treating women like this."
"You poor thing!" Joins in Lucinda. The room falls silent as the three women realise that any one of them could be a future target.
"What can <em>we</em> do about it though?" Says Lucinda passionately. "There must be some way of making this arsehole pay."
Suddenly an idea occurs to her. "Hey!" She says brightly. "He gave me his number remember? What if I invite him into the office for a photo shoot?"
Emma looks at Patty and they both smile. Trust Lucinda to come up with something! "I bet I can flatter him into coming in," she continues with a grin.
"And once he's here, I'm sure I can think of a way of making him see the error of his ways." Emma and Lucinda start to laugh - maybe there will be justice served after all.
"Let's see," says Lucinda, retrieving the telephone number and dialling it on her phone.
"Oh hello," she says when the other end answers, "I don't know if you remember me from earlier but you said I should call you. I really hope we can come to some sort of arrangement. In fact, I've got a really great idea I want to run past you..."
Lucinda has telephoned PC Roger, flattering him and using her feminine wiles to lure him into the office where she and the other women work. She has an idea - a way to teach him a harsh lesson. But with such a big and powerful man she must exercise caution and proceed slowly so he doesn't get suspicious.
PC Roger stands in the photo studio in his uniform having been persuaded by Lucinda to call in. "Thank you SO much for coming!" She gushes - hoping to create the illusion that he's here for a genuine reason.
"As I said on the phone, you're just so hunky and <em>masculine</em> that I thought you'd be ideal for the photo shoot. Our readers will be all over you!" Continues Lucinda enthusiastically.
"I want to be all over <em>you</em>," says PC Roger, approaching her and slipping his arms around her waist. He assumes the photo shoot was just a ploy to get him in so he can give her a good seeing to.
"Hold on big boy," says Lucinda, gently pushing him away, "there'll be plenty of time for that later. And anyway - we can't do it here - someone could walk in!"
"You're not holding out on me are you?" He asks suspiciously. "Of course not," laughs Lucinda, "but I really do want to photograph you for our magazine."
PC Roger unzips his jacket still a little unsure. "But I've never modelled before?" he says. Although everything about the room - the lights, the backdrop - suggests it's legit, he doesn't completely trust this woman yet.
"You're <em>exactly</em> what we're looking for. A natural man. Someone our readers can lust after and fantasise about," explains Lucinda.
She raises her camera and fires off a few shots. She wants to make sure she has some of him in uniform so that he'll be easily identifiable in the photos.
"You'll probably have people coming up to you in the street asking for your autograph!" She continues - seeking to win him over. "And of course, you'd have my eternal gratitude..."
"Oh yeah? Well perhaps you can show me just how <em>grateful</em> you can be later," he says with a sly smile. He can't wait to get his hands on her tits again - and that'll just be for starters!
"Don't you worry, I'll make sure today is an experience you'll never forget," says Lucinda archly.
"But isn't all this modelling lark just a bunch of poofs mincing about?" Asks PC Roger, taking off his tie to make himself more comfortable. Meanwhile Lucinda fires off more shots.
"Well I admit it will be a treat working with a <em>real</em> man like you for a change," she says. 'I promise you it will,' thinks Roger to himself.
Lucinda watches him carefully. She doesn't want to rush him in case he smells a rat. But at the same time she needs him in a vulnerable position so she can take advantage.
"Why don't you take off that belt thingy with the handcuffs," she says pointing to it. She was hoping he'd bring cuffs along - they'll come in useful later.
She certainly seems keen to PC Roger. He starts to imagine all the things he'd like to do to her and grins to himself.
"Now your shirt," says Lucinda to his surprise.
"What? You're not serious? I thought you wanted pictures of a man in uniform?" He questions.
"I've already got those. But I bet you've got big muscles under that shirt and I for one would love to see them," she simpers. Roger is very proud of his body so it makes sense to him that this woman would want to see it.
Nonetheless he feels a little bit uncomfortable as he removes his shirt. Still, he's a big strong man and she's a mere woman so it's not as though she can do anything he doesn't want.
"Perfect!" Says Lucinda with a hint of lust in her voice. "We'll make a model of you yet."
"I don't really know what I'm supposed to do," he says - more used to giving orders than receiving them.
"Just do as I say and I promise you these will be the hottest photos you've ever seen!" Roger pauses for a moment to consider. 'I suppose it can't do any harm,' he thinks to himself.
"Flex your muscles," instructs Lucinda. "Like this?" He asks, raising his arms and flexing his biceps. "Yes - just like that," says the woman as she starts taking more photos.
PC Roger moves on to a different pose to show off his physique. His job requires him to be fit and strong. It also makes it easy for him to overpower helpless women when he fancies a bit of fun with them.
"Turn around for me would you please. I want to get some shots of your big broad back." Lucinda is enjoying ordering this dumb policeman about. Little does he know that these photos are just a prelude for what is to come.
"So when do I get to see <em>you</em> without your top on?" He asks as Lucinda takes picture after picture.
"When the shoot's over of course," she replies. Roger scowls for a moment - annoyed at being expected to wait.
"And photographing you is getting me all hot and turned on," she continues, trying to keep him in line.' Maybe I can wait a little longer,' he thinks, 'let her get all worked up then I can show her what a real man is like.'
Lucinda stops taking photos and crouches down to retrieve something from the studio floor.
"Here," she says, brandishing a tiny pair of swimming trunks, "why don't you put these on?"
She hands them to him and he takes them gingerly. They are <em>really</em> small! He's suddenly not sure about this. She never mentioned modelling swimwear when they spoke on the phone.
"I'm not wearing these!" He says. "They'd never fit me for one thing." The normally confident man is suddenly self-conscious.
Lucinda puts her hands on her hips. "You're the last person I thought would be too scared to put on a pair of trunks!" She says mockingly. "Perhaps you're not the man I thought you were."
Her words sting. "Since you've suddenly come over so shy, I'll leave you alone to get changed," she says heading for the door. She knows his ego won't allow him to back out now.
PC Roger hears the door close behind her and looks at the shorts mournfully. He's torn between not wanting to humiliate himself by putting on the too-small swimming trunks, and losing the chance for a shag with the pretty girl.
Lucinda rushes back into the main office barely able to contain her excitement to where Emma works away on her computer.
"He's here!" Lucinda bursts out breathlessly. "The pervy policeman... he actually came in! He thinks there's going to be a fashion shoot. He's in the studio right now about to get undressed!"
Emma leaps out of her chair and the two of them rush into the corridor.
The crouch down in front of the door. "This should be interesting," says Emma as she leans forward to peer through the keyhole.
"I can see him!" She exclaims enthusiastically. "Looks like we got here just in time."
She watches as PC Roger stands there uncertainly, unbuckling his belt. He's still not sure he wants to go through with it. Perhaps he could just try the trunks on, then if he doesn't feel comfortable he can get dressed before the woman comes back.
Emma's breath quickens as he unzips his fly. It looks like he really is going to get undressed! And he'll <em>have</em> to go all the way if he's going to put on a pair of swimming trunks.
She'll get to see if the size of his dick is anything like as big as the size of his attitude!
Roger casts his trousers aside suddenly feeling a little chilly in the empty studio. He's glad the woman left him to get changed in private.
As he falters, Emma moves closer so she can get a good look at his underpants.
"Not much of a bulge," she says suppressing a giggle as she turns back to Lucinda.
She resumes her position spying through the keyhole just as PC Roger starts to slide his underpants down. "Well he's got a nice round arse," she says, "so that makes up for it a bit."
He steps out of his underwear and finally Emma gets a look at his privates. "Oh my God - his willy is so small!" She says unable to contain her laughter.
PC Roger has no idea that he's being observed while he strips naked. His penis flops about as he tosses his pants aside. If he knew that there were two women crouched outside the door discussing his manhood in excited whispers he'd be mortified. And if he knew what they had planned for him he'd run from the building never to return...
Lucinda's flattery has worked - PC Roger has agreed to come in for a photo shoot. The arrogant man assumes the woman lusts after him - and why wouldn't she? Except Lucinda has a plan, one which will reduce the big man to a quivering wreck. As he strips off in the tiny studio he has no idea what he's let himself in for.
PC Roger picks up the very small swimming trunks, puts one leg into them and starts to pull them up.
He nearly loses his balance as he puts his other leg in causing his penis and testicles to jiggle about - much to the amusement of the women watching outside.
They really are very tight and he has great difficulty getting them on.
He has to work hard to get them up over his round buttocks. 'That stupid bitch - fancy expecting him to wear these! They're clearly meant for some skinny poofy model,' he thinks to himself.
He is adjusting them to try and get comfortable when Lucinda walks back in. PC Roger has no idea she's already seen his penis and testicles from outside.
She walks over to him. "You've still got your socks on!" She says with a smirk, pointing at them. "They look ridiculous."
PC Roger looks at her a little annoyed at the way she speaks to him. "Now now," she says soothingly, "don't get all het up about it. I'm just saying I want you to look your best in the photos."
Placated, the big policeman whips his socks off. 'In for a penny, in for a pound,' he thinks to himself.
"Right then," says Lucinda checking her camera, "let's get started."
She fires off a few test shots to make sure everything is set up as it should be. It's important that the photographs to be as clear as possible as she'll need them for part of her plan.
She bids him to turn around. "You like my arse?" Although posed as a question, it's clear that PC Roger assumes a positive response.
"I bet you can't wait to get your hands on it," he says, grabbing it.
"Yes yes it's very nice," says Lucinda impatiently, "now can you put your hands over your head please."
PC Roger is a bit confused - he was expecting more enthusiasm from her. Surely the photo shoot is just an excuse for her to check out his hot body? But he does as he's told - the sooner this is over the sooner he can get his hands on her.
She takes more shots then asks him to turn around again. 'This is starting to get boring,' thinks PC Roger.
"Great. Now get down on your hands and knees," says Lucinda. He stands there petulantly with his hands on his hips - starting to get irritable. "Please," she asks sweetly, "it'll turn me on!"
He does as she asks wondering how him kneeling before her could get her excited. Surely <em>she </em> should be the one kneeling before <em>him</em>?
"Well it had better not be too much later," says PC Roger, "I'm not a patient man."
"Well it had better not be too much later," says PC Roger, "I'm not a man that likes to be kept waiting."
"Oh don't worry," says Lucinda, "you'll get what's coming to you all right."
"Mmmm, so sexy!" She encourages as she fires off more shots. "Now, to carry on the swimming theme I'd like you to wear something else for me."
"These," she says, passing a pair of swimming goggles to him. PC Roger looks at them suspiciously. "Are you sure they won't make me look like a twat?" He asks.
"Of course not. Nothing could make someone as <em>masculine</em> as you look like a twat," demurs Lucinda so PC roger slips them over his head.
She cannot hide hear pleasure at seeing him comply. She was worried he might not go for it, but so far she's managed to persuade him to do everything she wants.
"I can't see anything!" He splutters as everything goes dark.
"They're meant to be worn on sunny beaches," explains Lucinda, "but it doesn't affect the shoot." He can just about make out a pinprick of light from the flash but that's about it.
Lucinda walks silently around her prey. It feels most strange being temporarily blind - not to mention a little frightening - even for someone as confident as PC Roger.
He turns his head to the sound of Lucinda's voice. "You look so cute!" She says enthusiastically.
With him unable to see what she's up to she creeps quietly over to the pile of his discarded clothes and rummages through them.
She quickly finds what she is looking for. PC Roger's handcuffs! Just what she needs...
She heads back over to him and startles him by grabbing his arms and helping him up. "Now then," he says, his voice quavering a little, "I'm not sure I like this."
"Here's a little something to keep you going," says Lucinda and places his hands on her firms breasts. Once he's secured it won't matter but for now she needs him to cooperate.
PC Roger lets out a soft moan, starting to get aroused. "Fuck that's good!" Says Lucinda, pushing his wrists closer together so they are in the right place for the cuffs.
Before he knows what's happening she snaps the handcuffs on triumphantly.
"There we go," she says. He pulls his hands away from her, immediately aware that he's been cuffed.
"What the fuck is going on?" He demands. Lucinda leans in really close and whispers in his ear. "I really like it kinky. I thought a big strong man like you wouldn't mind a bit of fun," she says breathily.
"Oh yeah baby - I'm up for that!" He says, reaching for her tits once again. "Hold on a minute big boy," says Lucinda, pushing him gently away, "I just need to do something."
She grabs a length of rope that's hanging from the ceiling, loops it around and ties it to the handcuffs. PC Roger can't work out what she is doing but doesn't try to resist, imagining all the pervy things they might do to each other.
She crosses the room, grabs the other end of the rope that goes over a pulley on the ceiling and yanks on it sharply.
PC Roger is shocked to feel his wrists being pulled upwards. What the hell is going on?
"Aaargh!" He yells as his arms are wrenched up high. "What are you doing?"
"Just making sure you're nice and secure," says Lucinda innocently as she ties the rope to a bracket attached to the wall. The rope, bracket and pulley are all very strong - designed for moving heavy bits of equipment around. There's no way PC Roger will be able to escape.
"You're not <em>scared</em> are you?" Teases Lucinda, running her hands down his torso. "Surely a tough policeman like you isn't frightened by a little woman like me?"
"I'm not frightened!" he insists. "If you like it a bit rough then I'm up for that." Little does he know just how much he'll come to regret saying that.
Lucinda gets down on her hands and knees in front of him. "Let's get these silly things off shall we," she says and PC Roger can feel her start to pull the swimming trunks down.
"Ooh they are tight aren't they? If I'd have known just how <em>big</em> you were I'd have got a larger size."
She finally gets them over his crotch and his cock and balls pop out into view. Lucinda has seen them before but make appropriately appreciative noises as though she hasn't.
She reaches up and PC Roger gasps as she takes hold of his penis.
"It's SO big," she says. It sounds like a compliment but PC Roger is sure he can detect a hint of sarcasm in her voice which worries him.
"And your big heavy balls too. You're all man aren't you?" PC Roger begins to get a little concerned. He suddenly realises that he's in a strange place, stark naked and bound - and no one else knows he's here. He starts to wonder if it was such a good idea agreeing to this after all.
Roger is starting to realise things aren't quite what they seem. He was quite ready to believe that Lucinda found him so attractive that she wanted to photograph him. But now he's not so sure. There is an edge to her voice that is very disconcerting and he's starkly aware that there's no way to break free of his bonds. He's stuck until Lucinda decides to let him free - if she ever does.
Despite her apparent flattery, something about the way Lucinda casually handles his penis sets PC Roger on edge.
She lets go and it flops down. Lucinda peers at it, appraising it while Roger wonders nervously what she'll do next.
She takes it in her hand again. "I bet you'd like to stick this into me wouldn't you?" She says matter-of-factly.
She flicks it away contemptuously. "Well that's not going to happen so you can get that idea right out of your head." Roger gulps - if she hasn't got him here to have sex with then why?
"Oh yeah?" He says - trying to sound brave. "I bet you're gagging for my cock." Lucinda doesn't deign to respond, instead raising her camera so she can continue her photo-shoot.
PC Roger hears the beep as the camera takes a picture. "Hey! What are you doing?" He asks although he already knows - and the implications aren't lost on him.
"Oh I'm just taking a few more snaps for my collection," says Lucinda with a laugh.
"What? No! I didn't agree to that! You'd better not let anyone see them or else." PC Roger blusters but the woman ignores him, removing the swimming trunks completely. They've served their purpose and she has no need of them now.
"I bet you're so proud of your <em>little</em> man aren't you?" Lucinda says with a smile.
She lifts it up needing only her finger to hold it in place. PC Roger picks up on the sarcasm and tries to defend himself: "Well you'll certainly feel it when I shove it in your arse later."
Lucinda prods Roger's penis. "Even if that were on the agenda, I doubt it would be a memorable experience," she says scornfully.
PC Roger doesn't know how to respond. He's furious at the way she's demeaning him but at the same time is well aware where the balance of power lies so knows he has to try and keep his cool.
And despite his predicament he cannot stop himself from starting to become aroused with all the attention his penis is getting.
"You dirty little bugger!" Exclaims Lucinda. "You're getting off on this aren't you?"
He can feel her warm breath on his sensitive glans as she speaks. "I wonder what your colleagues would make of it if they knew what a pervert you are?"
"I bet they'd love to get their hands on these photos wouldn't they? You'd be the laughing stock of the station!" Roger is horrified at her thinly veiled threat.
She takes more photos to show his cock in various stages of arousal. She can't wait to show Emma and Patty!
"No! Please!" Splutters PC Roger - suddenly aware of how much trouble he's in. It would be the end of his career if these photos got leaked. Why oh why did he let her tie him up like this?
"I'll make you a deal," says Lucinda - still playing with his semi-erect penis, "you do exactly as I say and I'll make sure no one outside the office gets to see these photos."
PC Roger considers her offer. He knows he has no choice but the thought of submitting to this bitch's whims fills him with rage. And who else in the office is she going to show?
"FUCK YOU!" He blurts out, unable to contain his anger any longer. "That's not very nice," says Lucinda as she walks around him, "and I thought we were friends."
"I guess I'll just have to take some copies of these pictures down to your mates at the nick. See what they've got to say about them." PC Roger can tell that she's deadly serious and shivers of fear run down his spine.
"Or I might just include them in our next edition. Imagine that - everywhere you go people will have seen your cock and balls. You'd be ruined!"
"Erm... Well maybe we can come to some kind of arrangement?" He says - hoping desperately for a way out of this situation.
"The arrangement is this: you WILL do whatever I say and if you don't then I'll make your life a living hell." Lucinda's tone is harsh and shows she's not messing around.
For the first time in his life PC Roger is actually afraid. He knows what will happen if she carries out her threat. "OK, I agree," he says reluctantly - knowing he has no other choice.
"I knew you would," says Lucinda, taking off the camera and putting it down.
"Now we can have some fun!" She laughs, running her hands up and down his naked torso. Roger wonders nervously what she means by that.
She freely gropes his body - taunting him. He belongs to her now and they both know it.
"What are you going to do to me?" Asks PC Roger, trying to hide the fear in his voice. Lucinda grabs hold of his cock and tugs on it.
"I haven't quite made up my mind yet. But whatever I decide, you're going to play along like a good little policeman aren't you?"
PC Roger tests his bonds again but the rope is tightly secured and there's no way to break free. And even if he did, he'd still be blinded by the goggles and handcuffed.
He stops struggling realising it's useless. "OK, you've had your fun," he says - thinking if he makes a joke of it he might be able to talk his way out of it. "Let me go now and we can forget this ever happened."
"But I don't want you to forget about it," says Lucinda, walking over to the corner of the studio to pick something up. "I intend you to remember what happens today for the rest of your life."
The room falls silent as Lucinda sizes up her target, brandishing a wooden paddle.
"Let me go! HELP!" Calls out PC Roger suddenly panicking. Not being able to see where she is or what she's up too is very disconcerting.
Lucinda giggles. "No one can hear you," she says, "this room is completely soundproofed."
"What have I ever done to you?" Asks PC Roger - in his state of fear unable to see a correlation between his previous bad behaviour and this current dilemma.
Lucinda circles around him finally stopping: "You mean apart from grabbing my tits and trying to blackmail me into letting you fuck me?"
"But I..." he starts - but before he can try to defend himself he hears a whooshing sound as Lucinda raises the paddle and brings it down.
She strikes his backside as hard as she can. The pain comes as a complete shock and PC Roger howls in agony, leaping away as far as the rope will allow him. Lucinda smiles to herself as she prepares to hit him again. Oh yes - she'll make sure he doesn't forget this in a hurry!
PC Roger's assumption that no one would ever dare mess with him has landed him in a lot of trouble. The photo-shoot isn't turning out the way he expected and whilst Lucinda might be after his body - what she has in mind isn't his idea of fun. With his hands securely bound however there's nothing the big policeman can do about it, except hope for leniency.
"OWWW! You fucking bitch. That hurt!" Yells PC Roger - reeling in pain and confusion. But Lucinda merely laughs at him knowing that he's no threat to her in his current state.
She waits till he's still again and hefts the paddle up ready to inflict more pain.
She smacks him on the buttocks again - harder this time. He cries out in shock and pulls on the rope - but his movements are restricted so he can't get away from her.
He can hear her laughter as she walks around him and he tries to twist and turn to face her but she keeps moving to disorient him.
"You'll pay for this," he hisses at her. As much as the spanking hurts it's his ego that's more bruised. He just cannot believe a mere woman is doing this to him.
"I wouldn't be making threats if I were in your shoes," warns Lucinda. "Fuck you!" He replies, the rage boiling up inside him.
"Those photos I took? Well they upload automatically to the office server. All I have to do is click a few buttons and they'll be sent everywhere." Her words silence him temporarily as he thinks over the repercussions.
"Your shrivelled little cock will be all over Twitter in a matter of hours. Now you wouldn't want that would you?" PC Roger can imagine how awful that would be but has to battle to keep his anger under control.
"There's no need to do that. I'll..." he starts to say, trying to diffuse the situation. But before he can finish Lucinda takes another swipe at his arse which provides a tempting target.
WHACK! The noise echoes around the room as the paddle hits. Not being able to see there's no way for him to try and prepare for it - each blow comes as a total surprise.
"Please! No more. I'll do whatever you say," he says - not sure how much more he can take.
But Lucinda doesn't think he's had enough yet. She wants to break him totally. To make him fully compliant.
So she thrashes his backside again and again, relishing the bellows of pain coming from him.
She loves the way his buttocks redden - it's so satisfying!
She remembers the way he presumed to grab hold of her breasts and it adds power to her swing.
PC Roger twists around desperately trying to get away from the source of the pain. His backside feels like it's on fire.
But he can't get away from Lucinda who moves around to give his bottom another smack.
PC Roger considers himself a tough, macho man. But the repeated blows to his tender arse have nearly reduced him to tears.
Still laughing raucously, Lucinda reaches round and grabs hold of his penis. Roger sucks a breath in sharply. What's she going to do to him now? He's never been scared of a woman before and it's a new and unpleasant experience.
"Please don't hurt me anymore," he begs - feeling ashamed straight away that he's having to plead to a woman.
Lucinda yanks on his penis making his eyes water.
She pulls his whole body forward and he yelps from this new pain she's inflicting upon him.
His starts to pant, his body going into shock with adrenalin coursing through his system.
He tries his bonds again but they are just as tight as before. He knows how strong his handcuffs are and there's not an inch of give in the rope.
"Not such an authority figure are you now huh?" Says Lucinda mockingly. "How does it feel to be on the receiving end for once?"
PC Roger doesn't answer. He can't think of anything to say that won't make things even worse. He completely underestimated this woman and now he's paying a high price.
Lucinda leans in very close - her lips mere inches from his. "I'll let you go when I feel you've learnt your lesson about taking advantage of innocent women," she says and his heart sinks. How long does she intend to keep him here?
"Now you and me are going to go for a little walk. You'll do <em>exactly</em> what I say. Do you understand?" All PC Roger can do is nod dumbly - he realises he's beaten.
Emma is back at her desk trying to finish off an article but she's having difficulty focussing, wondering how Lucinda is getting on with her 'model'.
Lucinda comes marching around the corner. A dog collar and lead from another shoot fastened around PC Roger's neck to make him easier to control.
"I've got something for you," she says to Emma, pulling a reluctant Roger along behind her.
Emma looks around and her mouth opens wide in surprise. What a sight! Her colleague and that nasty policeman - now stripped totally naked and being led around like a dog!
She thought Lucinda might manage to persuade him to let her take some risqué photos in the swimming trunks - but she never thought she'd be able to take things this far!
"Oh Lucinda! That's so funny!" She says. "How did you get him to let you do that to him?"
"It was easy really. I just flattered his ego a bit. He thinks he's God's gift to women so he let me do whatever I wanted." Lucinda's explanation nearly reduces Emma to tears of laughter.
Lucinda leads the hapless Roger round the desks and Emma joins them excited at the chance to join in the fun. "Now then Mr Policeman. I think you owe Emma here an apology for what you did to her," says Lucinda.
"I. I'm sorry..." He stammers - so in fear of Lucinda that he'll do or say anything. "It's OK," says Emma magnanimously, "you can make it up to me."
"Now get down on the floor like a good little doggie," she says - wanting to see the arrogant man at her feet.
PC Roger slowly starts to get down - looking down at the filthy floor and not relishing what he has to do. Emma gives him a firm shove to get him on his way.
He gets uncomfortably onto his hands and knees on the hard floor feeling utterly wretched.
It feels so wrong being in such a humiliating position at the feet of the two women. But PC Roger knows he must accept his punishment or face dire consequences. "Lucinda, would you care to go for a ride?" Asks Emma sweetly, and the two of them erupt into shrieks of laugher.
When PC Roger groped Lucinda and Emma he never dreamt he would end up in such a compromising situation at their hands. With incriminating photographs to blackmail him with, the women are relishing getting their revenge on the hunky man. Secured with a collar and leash they decide it's about time they have some fun with him - starting with a ride around the office.
PC Roger feels the weight of Lucinda as she climbs on his back. His instinct is to fight her off but he knows the slightest hint of rebellion and the photos will be released.
Although very dainty, it's still a significant load for him to carry and his arms and shoulders strain. "Giddy up!" Calls out Lucinda and he slowly starts plodding forward.
She taps him on the bottom with the paddle to chivvy him along. His backside still smarts from the beating earlier so the slightest touch is painful.
It hurts his knees as he ambles along on all fours and he hopes the novelty will wear off for the women very quickly.
Lucinda steers him around in circles while Emma watches on unable to conceal her laughter at the sight.
"Faster!" Orders Lucinda, spanking his raw arse once again to get him moving quicker.
He tries not to cry out with pain but it takes all his efforts to keep his mouth shut.
His bottom glows an angry red as he makes his way around as fast as he can. It's horribly demeaning to be made to carry the woman around like this but it's still better than the alternative.
If only he hadn't been so gullible! If only he'd have realised the talk of a photo-shoot was nonsense just to get him into the office.
And to let her blind him with the goggles like that - what a fool! And now it's too late - she has everything she needs to keep him compliant and under control.
"Whoa there," calls out Lucinda and PC Roger stops gratefully. "I think you should do something nice for Emma here to show how sorry you are. Kiss her feet!"
PC Roger looks down at the woman's feet and gulps. A last vestige of self respect kicks in. "No - I'm not going to do that!" He says angrily.
"Oh but you ARE," says Lucinda menacingly. She leans forward and presses him downwards. He knows he is beaten but it doesn't make it any easier to accept.
Trying to ignore the musk of her foot, PC Roger gingerly kisses her shoe feeling completely pathetic.
Emma shrieks with mirth. "Oh Lucinda. You are naughty!" But she loves the way her friend and colleague so easily dominates the man who sacred her senseless a few days ago.
Reluctantly, PC Roger kisses her bare flesh too. It tastes salty but he makes himself carry on.
"There's a good doggy," says Emma - enjoying the opportunity to humiliate him herself.
"Carry on now," instructs Lucinda and, wobbling as he goes, PC Roger starts to move on.
He wonders how long the women's game will last. His back aches, his knees are sore and his shoulders and arms complain with their burden.
But Emma and Lucinda are having far too much fun to stop now. Besides, they don't care how much they hurt him. They want to be sure he never forgets what happens to him here.
Lucinda makes him keep up the pace with regular slaps from the paddle. She knows she could just tell him to move faster but it's more fun feeling him buck beneath her when she hits him.
They arrive back at Emma and she holds out her other foot for him to service. Neither women have to say what he has to do this time.
He crouches down and kisses her shoes obediently. It's just as unpleasant as last time but the nude photos are always in the back of his mind, driving him on.
"Can we keep him?" Asks Emma through her sniggers. "He could be the office boy - crawling around naked and looking after our tired feet."
They wouldn't would they? PC Roger has a sudden panic attack thinking of a life spent on all fours servicing these imperious women.
"Would you like a go on him?" Asks Lucinda. "Of course I would!" Replies Emma immediately.
Lucinda dismounts and Roger has to stay there while Emma takes her place. He cannot believe he's been reduced to this. Crawling around on the dirty office floor providing a novelty ride for the women.
"Off we go. Quickly now!" Calls out Emma as she uses his lead like reins to guide him where she wants him to go.
He plods on with his penis hanging limply between his legs. All thoughts of trying to bully women into performing sexual acts with him gone from his mind - replaced by a fear of what women can do in revenge.
Like Lucinda before her, Emma isn't afraid to use discipline to make her ride do what she wants. She freely wields the paddle and it excites her to hear his muffled moans.
PC Roger's bottom gets a good pounding as she spanks him hard.
His head starts to spin as he's driven round and round the office with the women guffawing above him. He's not sure how much longer he can take such harsh treatment.
"Over there," says Emma, pointing with the paddle, "give Lucinda's feet the attention they deserve."
Glad of the rest, although not relishing the task ahead, PC Roger crouches low and begins to kiss her shoes.
Lucinda smiles as she looks down at the captive policeman - at her feet where he belongs. Until she had him bound she wasn't sure she'd be able to con him. But now she has the photos he's all hers to do whatever she wants with.
PC Roger makes himself kiss her feet all over choosing the less painful of the humiliations he's having to endure.
"Bet you wish you hadn't grabbed my boobs now don't you?" Says Lucinda and she and Emma break into fresh fits of laughter. PC Roger regrets ever having met either of them.
"Please, I can't do this anymore. Let me go. I've learnt my lesson," whimpers PC Roger pathetically. Emma thinks for a moment, then reaches behind her to grab something off a desk.
"This should stop his irritating whining," she says - brandishing something in her hand. "It's from a shoot we did some months ago. I kept it as a souvenir - thought it might come in useful." Lucinda gasps, impressed at Emma's foresight.
"Open wide," she orders, holding the bit in front of the policeman. PC Roger looks at it distastefully. But he knows what will happen if he refuses.
He opens wide and Emma puts it in his mouth before he has a chance to say anything more.
She pulls the straps round the back of his head and buckles them up nice and tight to hold the bit in place. There's no chance of him sounding off again.
Just as she's fastening it on, Patty walks into the office carrying a tray of refreshments for them. She stops dead in her tracks when she sees Emma sat on the back of a naked man.
She puts the tray down. "Guys?" She questions, trying not to laugh. "Whatever has been going on while I was in the kitchen? Have you been up to no good?"
Sensing she is the one in charge, PC Roger tries desperately to ask her for help - the anger and strain showing clearly on his face even though all he can make is a weak grunting sound. But if he thinks Patty is going to put a stop to the women's games he has another thing coming.
Without a stitch of clothing to cover his modesty, gagged and made to crawl around on all fours on the filthy office floor, PC Roger is a ruined man. Lucinda and Emma have been having a huge amount of fun at his expense and are showing no signs of wanting to let him go. Then in walks their superior - Patty - and the cowed policeman hopes she'll put a stop to this before it goes any further.
"Have you found yourself a new toy to play with?" Asks Patty - smirking. PC Roger realises he'll get no help from her and scowls in frustration.
Lucinda and Emma quickly fill her in on what's been happening. "How clever of you to capture him like this. Can I join in the fun?" She asks eagerly.
"Of course you can," chorus Lucinda and Emma. "Well my feet are quite tired today," says Patty, "perhaps he could see to them for me?"
PC Roger looks down at her foot and feels the familiar sense of revulsion at what he's being asked to do.
As if to prompt him, Patty lifts her leg and waves her foot in front of him. He's really had enough of servicing women's feet for one day.
Emma gets impatient and presses down between his shoulder blades to make him do as he's told.
Scared of pushing the women too far, Roger leans right down and starts to kiss Patty's foot.
Patty pats him on the head like an obedient dog which only serves to humiliate him further.
"I must say, you've got him <em>very</em> well trained!" Exclaims Patty, "I'm very impressed."
"Now the other one," she says bossily, pointing to her other foot.
She continues her conversation with her co-workers: "So he has to do <em>everything</em> you say or you'll release the compromising photos? You're a credit to our sex Lucinda!"
"And you..." She says, looking down at the man at her feet, "are going to be the new office stress reliever aren't you?"
PC Roger is furious but he knows better than to answer back - even if he could!
"Why don't you ride him Patty?" Says Emma, "It's loads of fun!" Just when Roger had thought that part of his ordeal was over.
Without hesitation, Patty climbs on his back. "It's quite comfy isn't it?" She remarks - taking hold of the lead and yanking on it to get him moving.
Once again, despite the pain and humiliation, PC Roger must crawl around the office with a woman on his back.
His joints burn with the effort and his knees are sore from making contact with the hard floor.
But the woman riding him drives him on relentlessly and he knows what the consequences will be if he doesn't do what they want.
He's almost in tears from the shame of it all. <em>He</em> should be the one giving orders. The women should be scared of <em>him</em>!
Lucinda, Emma and Patty however are quite confident that they have him completely under their control.
They are just as well aware as he is that they could destroy not only his career, but his whole life if they so choose.
"Stop dawdling," says Patty when Roger tries to take a few moments respite. Like the others, she's not afraid to use the paddle to help 'motivate' him.
She smacks him on the arse causing a muffled yelp to escape his lips. "Off we go!" She says as he starts slowly crawling along once again.
She brings him to a stop in front of Lucinda and Emma. "Take a good look," she says. "These are the women you took advantage of. They are now your mistresses and you're lucky they've been so generous to you."
It doesn't feel like he's been treated particularly generously - but at least they haven't sent the photos of him anywhere.
Patty spanks his arse again. It burns every time she does so causing him to bite down on the bit against the pain.
"Look at how red his backside is!" Says Emma pointing at it. "He won't be able to sit down for a week!"
"At least," says Patty with a grin as she continues to administer the punishment to his bottom.
PC Roger plods on getting more and more exhausted by the minute.
He can hear the women above mocking him as he passes them and it makes him feel utterly helpless.
But he can't see a way out of this desperate situation except by playing along and hoping the women release him when they've had their fun.
After what feels like an age, it's with relief that he feels Patty dismount. And Emma undoes the gag giving him hope that they are finally finished with him.
He takes in big gulps of fresh air and sits on his haunches, waiting for the pain to subside.
But his hopes are soon dashed. "We aren't done with you yet," says Patty. "Up you get!"
PC Roger stands, staggering slightly as he's unsteady on his feet after being on hands and knees for so long. "Now climb on the desk," says Lucinda with a smile.
He clambers up onto the desk worrying where this is leading. Whatever it is, it can't be as bad as being ridden round the office can it?
"Please, I've done everything you've told me to," he says pleadingly, "why won't you let me go?"
"Because I'm still upset after you grabbed hold of my tits - you haven't suffered enough yet," replies Lucinda harshly. "I'm so sorry," blubs PC Roger distraught at the thought of being punished further.
"Yeah," says Emma leaning forward and grabbing hold of his arse cheeks, "and I know just how to show you the error of your ways."
PC Roger's head snaps round in shock. "WHAT?" He shouts - starting to guess what she has in mind for him. "NOOOOOO!" He wails - but nothing he does or says will stop these determined women from their sport.
PC Roger cannot believe he allowed himself to be tricked by Lucinda into stripping naked. Now, backed up by the revealing photos, the women in the office can do whatever they like to him. They are determined to humiliate him as much as possible to teach him a lesson. Having ordered him up onto the desk they now gather around his exposed anus. Roger panics as he starts to guess what they have in mind.
PC Roger can hear the women giggling and chatting at his rear. "Go on Patty," encourages Emma, "you do it."
Roger shivers as he feels fingertips brushing up and down his arse crack. Surely they wouldn't go that far would they?
But then, with a shock, he feels something pressing against his sphincter. Oh no! He instinctively tries to clench it closed to prevent anything from being driven inside him.
"He's trying to stop me!" Exclaims Patty. "Don't worry though; I'm sure I can work my finger into his backside."
PC Roger grunts with the effort of trying to stop from being penetrated by the woman - but it's impossible - Patty is too determined to fuck him with her finger.
The women shriek with delight as they see Patty's finger going into PC Roger's rectum causing him to yell with pain.
Patty rams her finger deep into the warm cavity knowing that the shame of having his anus probed will last even longer than the physical pain.
"OW! That fucking hurts. Stop it!" He shouts, the shock and discomfort overriding his fear of the three women.
But Patty, Lucinda and Emma have no intention of stopping. In fact, they are just getting started!
Patty slides her finger in and out of his anal cavity seeking revenge for her work colleagues.
"Give it to him Patty!" Says Emma. "Show him what happens to sleazy guys like him who think they can touch up women like us."
If he'd have known it would lead to this, PC Roger wouldn't have come within a mile of Lucinda or Emma.
"You've had your fun but enough is enough. You've GOT to let me go now," he says through clenched teeth.
"Oooooh!" Chorus the women together. "Listen to him making <em>demands</em> like he has any power here."
"I think a big tough man like Roger can take more than one finger. Why don't you try shoving two in?" Suggests Lucinda wickedly.
"What a good idea," responds Patty, withdrawing her finger and lining two up with his puckered hole.
The women gasp as she presses two digits into him - finding it much easier now he has been loosened up.
PC Roger howls in agony. One finger was bad enough but two is much worse. It feels like he is being stabbed right in the arse!
"Oh stop making such a fuss," admonishes Emma, "I thought you policemen were supposed to be all macho."
PC Roger is almost in tears. "Not with someone ramming their fingers into their arses they're not," he says, unable to stop himself.
His words just make the three women laugh even harder, knowing that they are really getting to him.
The thought of his his police colleagues makes him hang his head in shame. How can he go back to work knowing that his most intimate part has been invaded by these women?
Patty uses all her strength to penetrate him hard and twists her fingers around inside him. He pants loudly, trying to hide the pain that he feels.
"I don't think he'll be able to sit properly for weeks after this," says Emma through her laughter.
The women's mocking of him infuriates PC Roger. He wants to pull away and give them what for. But he knows they'd happily destroy his life by sending out the photos taken earlier.
Somehow he must keep his emotions in check and let the women do what they want to him. But knowing it doesn't make it any easier to accept the pain and humiliation.
Lucinda reaches between his legs and takes hold of his limp, dangling penis.
She starts to tug on it gently, using her skill to arouse him.
It's a very strange sensation as his penis starts to respond - despite the shooting pain coming from his anus.
It feels wrong that he should be becoming aroused at Lucinda's touch while such unspeakable things are being done to his bottom.
He feels like his own body is betraying him. His mind is a mass of confusing and conflicting thoughts as the woman strokes his penis.
"Please. No more! I'll do anything you want... but not this," he begs - finding it all too overwhelming to bear.
"Say 'pretty please' and I might consider it," says Patty.
"Fuck you," he replies and instantly regrets it as the woman rams her fingers in as deep as she can. "PRETTY PLEASE!" He cries out in agony.
"There. That wasn't so difficult was it?" Says Patty. "All you had to do was ask nicely."
She whips her fingers out all of a sudden making PC Roger gasp. His anus throbs painfully even though she is no longer penetrating him.
"Up you get," Patty says patting him on the backside. "Yeah," says Emma with a grin, "we're not finished with you yet." Roger's heart sinks. He's not sure how much more of this torment he can take.
Emma tugs on his lead almost pulling him off the desk.
His penis flaps about, semi-erect from Lucinda's handling as Emma drags him across the room - laughing raucously as she does so.
Patty and Lucinda help to manhandle him. Clearly they have something in mind for PC Roger and the fear of what it might be fills him with dread.
If any of PC Roger's work colleagues could see him now they'd be completely shocked: The normally arrogant policeman reduced to a quivering wreck by a group of mere women! But he has no choice but to obey them given the nude photos they have in their possession. One thing is for sure - he'll think twice before trying to grope any lone females in future.
Emma squeals with delight as she leads him. PC Roger can barely breathe and is terrified of what they might do to him next.
"You're going to cum for us," the woman announces matter-of-factly and Roger gasps with shock. Surely they can't expect him to ejaculate after all they've put him through?
Emma shoves him up against the wall roughly and the others scurry over eager to witness the man's continued humiliation.
Emma looks at his penis hungrily - it's still semi-erect from Lucinda's fondling. His mind is awhirl and he doesn't know whether he's coming or going.
He inhales the scent of Patty's perfume as she rubs up against him. Meanwhile Emma grabs his cock with obvious relish.
PC Roger is overwhelmed by the proximity of the three confident women. He feels under a sudden and intense pressure to perform.
"I don't know if I can!" He whines plaintively. "Oh I'm sure Emma here can persuade you," says Lucinda.
His head spins as his senses are overloaded. His bottom still throbs from being penetrated but this is countered by the gentle tugging on his penis.
"This serves you right for grabbing my tits earlier," says Lucinda with an evil smile, "we're treating you with the same lack of respect you showed us!"
Emma continues to stroke his penis feeling it twitch in her grip as she does so.
She knows her actions are turning him on but that he must also be hating every minute of it.
"I hope you've got a good load for us big boy," says Patty teasingly. PC Roger really doesn't want to be made to shoot his load by these manipulative women.
"I shouldn't think we'll have to wait too long to find out," the woman continues, "I doubt this one has much in the way of self control."
"You're right," chimes in Lucinda, "his face is starting to flush already!"
The women's laughter taunts him. He wants to resist them and deny them what they are demanding of him. But his body is reacting to the stimuli and he can feel familiar sensations building up inside him.
"Come on Mr Policeman, show us what you've got," whispers Patty seductively.
After all the stress and discomfort it feels sort of nice to have his cock toyed with like this.
He might resent giving in to them but it's so tempting just to let go and enjoy himself.
Emma can read the dilemma on his face. She knows his pride will make him want to try and fight her. But she trusts in her ability to extract what they want from him.
PC Roger's whole body tingles and he starts to feel hot - even whilst stood stark naked in the chilly office.
In her hand, Emma feels his penis go hard as a rock and tense - and she knows she's beaten him.
The women watch intently with bated breath as he lets out a long slow moan of pleasure.
An instant later and he reaches orgasm - ejaculating copiously.
The women all gasp appreciatively as thick jets of semen spray forth.
Well, well, well - it looks like PC Roger <em>has</em> got a good load for them after all. They're all suitably impressed.
PC Roger feels the pleasurable sensations wash over him as he cums and for a brief moment all his worries are gone.
His penis and testicles pump away until every last drop of sperm is ejected.
His mind is still foggy when an angry Emma cuts in: "Eugh! You dirty little bastard!" She says loudly.
"You've shot your filthy muck <em>all over</em> my expensive shoes!" PC Roger looks down in bewilderment to see thick blobs of his sperm on the woman's footwear.
"Don't just stand there looking gormless," she says, "do something about it."
She pushes him down. "Get on your hands and knees and lick it off!" She instructs.
PC Roger's legs almost give way as he sinks down to the floor, defeated and in shock.
He can smell the warm ejaculate on Emma's shoes and it makes him feel sick.
Emma gets impatient and guides his head down. Reluctantly he sticks out his tongue and makes contact with the sticky mess.
"Clean ALL of it off or I'll make you take them to be professionally cleaned," she warns.
He gets to work, lapping up the disgusting substance and making himself swallow it.
He gags as it slides down his throat but knows he cannot stop until the shoes are completely clean.
The women's mocking laughter rings in his ears as he works his tongue over the surface of Emma's shoes.
"All those lovely sexy photos we have of PC Roger here," she says turning to her co-workers, "it's a shame we can't print them in our magazine. But I guess the advertisers wouldn't like it."
"Maybe not," says Patty, barely able to contain her laughter, "but I think our brother publication might have some use for them." And with that PC Roger knows the pain and suffering was all for nothing. The women will use the pictures anyway and his career will be ruined.
But perhaps there is a new prospect on the horizon. Once he's been laughed out of the police service he could always start a new career... as a gay porn star!
