Traffic was horrendous as usual. Barb tried to be patient, by driving in the middle lane behind the pokey line of cars in front if her. But she finally pulled around into the passing lane and passed all five of them . It felt great having a free lane to travel in and her foot must have felt the exhilaration as well. She was driving 75mph in a 55 mile per hour zone. She was about to slow down and get back into the far right lane as her exit ramp approached. After signaling her intention to change lanes she saw the flashing lights in her rear view mirror. Not thinking that she was at any fault, she continued to enter the exit ramp, and left the traveled part of the highway. The Police cruiser followed her, flashing lights still on., now she was getting a little nervous.

Barb pulled to the shoulder of the road under an overpass and came to a stop very cautiously, not wanting to give the officer any reason to give her any trouble. She rolled her window down as the officer left his vehicle to approach her He was a fairly young State Police Trooper, very nicely built from her quick observation, he had a nice butt she thought. He was wearing sunglasses, so she couldn't read anything into his eyes. She was very good at "eye reading". As he approached, she made a mental note of how nice he looked in his uniform….. very nice indeed.

"License and registration Ma'am…. " he asked her in a stern voice. Barbara had it ready to give to him, she handed it through the window. "What was I stopped for officer?" she asked. He ignored her question and walked around the car checking her equipment and tires I guess. He didn't go into his cruiser to radio for information, that was good, maybe she will just get a warning instead of a ticket. She knew she was speeding, and her insurance premium rates would go through the roof if she got a citation now. He came back to her side window. "I'm afraid I have to give you a citation Ma'am. You were doing 75in a 55 mile an hour zone, and you have two bald tires on the front of your vehicle." He said. Barbara flinched a little with the news, and sat back into her seat in anger, not realizing that her skirt had ridden up over her thighs, and the top buttons of her blouse popped open from her stretching to get the registration out of the glove compartment. She didn't notice, but the officer did.

When she followed the direction of the Officer's gaze, she saw that he was looking down her blouse. She smirked a little as she realized that this kid had probable never seen 40DD breasts in his entire short life. This may prove to be an answer to her dilemma with the ticket…. "Officer? What can I do to make this better? I can't afford to get a ticket like this now. It would be very hard on me financially." The cop turned a deaf ear, but then said. "You should have thought about that before you broke the law Ma'am" That's when she broke out with a laugh…. After being called "Ma'am" three times by this kid, she just thought it was funny. Her reaction wasn't being appreciated by the cop at all. He asked…. "Ma'am? What seems to be so funny?" Well. That was all Barb could handle, now she was belly laughing and was out of control. The cop opened the car door and scowled. ."Step out of the vehicle Ma'am.."

Barbara snapped out of it in a hurry now. She got out of the car, and sheepishly tried to explain her behavior. The cop had nothing to say, still gritting his teeth in anger. "I'm sorry Officer, really I am…. Is there anything I can do to avoid this ticket?" He was very quiet.. "I'll do anything to avoid getting a ticket officer…. I mean that." Now the officer seemed to be paying attention to her. He asked… "How am I supposed to take that Ma'am? As a bribe?" Barbara just smiled back at him…. "Whatever you say officer…"

The trooper pulled out his handcuffs and roughly pulled Barbara's hands behind her back, cuffing them together. He retrieved her purse and car keys, locked her car up, and pushed her to his cruiser , holding her personal belongings in his hand. He tucked her into the back seat of the cruiser, not missing the fact that her skirt was hiked up past her thighs as he slammed the door closed on her.

The ride was perfectly silent. Then a radio message was received, the trooper answered it in code letters, then silence again. After a few minutes, Barbara noticed that she was being watched from the rear view mirror. The cop adjusted it a few times until he could see her better. With a devilish grin, Barbara spread her legs a lot wider, to let the young trooper get a better look at her.. Right about this time, she noticed something very strange, they were headed out of town. Away from the State Police barracks, into the high forest country. Barbara suddenly felt a lot more uneasy…. Was she going into SRG?. The high risk jail? Where?…What was on this kid's mind?

Barbara broke the silence and asked the trooper. "Where the hell are you taking me?" He just turned a sideways and yelled back…. "Just keep quiet Ma'am. You'll find out soon enough." As he continued up the mountain path, Barb began to get more afraid by the minute. Suddenly the insurance premiums didn't take so much importance… Just about the time the sun started to set, the trooper pulled off the highway onto a dirt road that was more like a path then a road. The path led up to a log cabin, nestled into the forest, well hidden from everywhere The cruiser was parked by the front door, the trooper got out and approached the side door. Barbara cowered into the opposite corner of the back seat, she wasn't about to get out of the car in this setting, no way….

The cop wasn't playful at this point. He took out a length of chain with a clip on the end, and went into the back seat to attach it to the ring on her cuff chain. Once attached, he left the car again, and simply pulled her out by the chain. Barbara was strong, and she fought the pulling hard, but he was stronger, and she was dragged out onto the earthen dampness and dropped to the cops feet. The trooper pulled her up by her shoulders, her wrists were still tightly cuffed behind her, the metal digging into her flesh . making welts already. She was pushed into the cabin forcefully. Once the door was secured, Barbara was attached to the ceiling by the chain he and attached, Her wrists were pulled back very high, so she was forced to bend over forward. The trooper slid a chair in front of her, as he removed his uniform shirt and belts. She just glared at him and waited for the next move.

The position she was in was very interesting. Her blouse had been open a bit before, but now, It was gaping open revealing her breasts encased in a tight black bra. The cop spoke finally… "Well Ma'am… I guess it's time we started to get down to business….My name is John, but you may call me "Sir". You wanted to make a deal for the citation. I accept… You will be paying me back until I tell you that you may go, and that won't be for a while yet, so relax, get comfortable, enjoy your stay ,,,," with that, he ripped open her blouse all the way and pulled it down over her shoulders. Her bra had a front clasp, which gave him a little trouble, but just before he was ready to tear it off, it released her magnificent breasts to his hungry eyes. As the huge mammarys were unveiled, they bobbed freely in John's face. The surprise was her nipples. They were both pierced, with silver rings in them, very effective. John captured them both in his hands to feel the weight of these fantastic beauties. The position made the 40DD's look even larger, as if that were possible. He hadn't ever seen anything like these before.

John played with her nipples for awhile, pulling on the rings until she winced in pain, then pulling them just as little more, to get her into her debut of pain she was buying into. Her nipples were huge. They were almost as big as his fingertips, and pulling them out two or three inches made them even more exciting to him. But, he had more to set up, so he left the chair and approached Barb from behind. He pulled her skirt down her butt and legs, then threw it across the room. He tied a length of rope to each ankle, and pulled her legs apart as far as he could. There were metal rings embedded into the flooring, each one about 6 feet away from where Barbara was hanging,. They were put there specifically for this purpose, to spread a woman out like this. The effect on her arms was brutal. Her already painful position was just made more so by the extension of her legs.

John was very pleased with his work. Her position was perfect for his next treatment. He took a paddle off the wall hook, and walked over behind his helpless victim with excitement in his eyes. Barbara was flinching already, visibly bothered by her painful position, not wanting any more pain or punishment now either. John ran his hands over her smooth buttocks, over her hips, down her soft butt cheeks, and dipped his fingers into her dripping well. Her pussy lips were soaked with her juices. He inserted two fingers into her opening and played until he heard the sloshing of a well aroused pussy. The unmistakable sound will never be duplicated He withdrew his fingers , and proceeded to give her a few hard whacks on her butt cheeks. Each one made Barbara cry out in pain, but each one also seemed to make her wetter. John gave her 10 good ones to get her in the mood.

Barbara's her ass was smarting from the paddle's bite, and the rosy glow of her tender flesh deepening in color from pink to red. John felt her pussy again and found it to me gushing from his attention. He inserted his fingers again, first only one, then two. She had cum at least twice already, once from the paddling, and once from the finger insertion earlier, She was very nicely lubricated, so he went in with three digits. Her uncontrolled moaning was deepening quickly. And her body was reacting with the pre-orgasm tightening again, so he pulled out his fingers and replaced them with his Nightstick, the cold of the smooth metal shaft shocked her at first, but as he pushed it in further she fell back into arousal even faster. The long shaft was being pulled back and sharply thrust back it as far as it would go, slamming into her cunt like a jack hammer. She let out a grunt with every forward plunge of the shaft, coating it with her juices as it slid across her saturated pussy lips. This time her orgasm was a lot more violent. Her body rocked in it's awkward position as she screamed out "Awww Yes!! Yes!!"

Her orgasm was still making her shudder as he removed the nightstick, and replaced it with his fingers, Now he put four digits into her. She was reamed open a lot by the nightstick, so John went all the way… he curled his thumb in and slid his entire fist into her hot love cave. She gasped from the shocking move as the fist entered partially, restricted by her pussy entrance, but with a gentle push, it "popped" into her and slammed into her cervix nicely. John pumped it in and out a little until she started to moan with every movement, then he opened his hand a little and started to pinch her tender inside walls, driving her crazy with passion. Her pussy lips were starting to tighten back up, trapping his fist inside her, making every movement more restrictive, The increasing amount of cum in her added to the "hydraulic effect" and made every thrust into her feel like a piston was compressing inside her. Her gasping breath and cries were intensifying to a frenzy. John's fist was getting tingly from the tightness, so he pulled back hard to release himself from her, His hand came out soaked with cum, followed by a flood of here nectar that oozed out and washed over her inner thighs. John let her just stand there, breathless and dripping, so she could calm down a little. He loosened the chain holding her up from the ceiling, to give her shoulders a break from the extreme angle they were in. John sat and watched her breasts rise and fall as she regained her composure.

Barbara was given about 20 minutes to recover from her fisting, then John untied her from the floor rings and moved her over to the bed, He laid her on her back, and tied her spread-eagled to the headboard and bed frame. Her body was still trembling slightly from her punishment, but it was not over yet. As she lay there, she seemed to be in a trance staring at the ceiling .

John sat on the bed beside his captive. He ran his hands over her body slowly, feeling every curve and soft angle she had. Barbara was surprised at the gentleness of the touch and was flexed in anticipation of another act of savagery, but none came. Instead, warm lips caressed her sweaty flesh, soft kisses were placed from her head …to her face… to her breasts. His hands followed his lips to add to the caresses and gently kneaded and massaged her flesh. She was startled by the feel of the warm oil he poured over her breasts. He continued to massages her tightened muscles until she was loose again….. He Kissed her on her warm lips… she returned the kiss and answered his probing tongue with hers…….

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