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  I choked back a squeal. Her ass was bright pink, and she was writhing on the sheets.

  “You like, honey?” The man watching asked me, keeping his arms around the woman by him.

  I nodded, feeling so charged up and hot.

  Lex pulled me with a jerk away from the window, and I realized I’d already disobeyed his order by acknowledging the other man. My cheeks burned with shame.

  We continued down the maze of hallways until he came to a door with the number fourteen on it. He opened it and directed me inside.

  The room didn’t look like a room at all. Instead, I had the odd feeling that I’d just stepped onto a deserted highway. There was pavement under my feet—real pavement. The only light came from what appeared to be a crescent moon above me and the large glass pane opposite where I’d entered. I didn’t see anyone standing there, but wondered if that would change once I had my ass in the air. I trembled, scared but unwilling to back out.

  “Get on that, sub.” Lex pointed to the bicycle on my left. He stayed in the doorway.

  The bike had been tricked out so that the rider could pedal and it would remain stationary, but it didn’t look a thing like the ones I’d seen at the gym. This bike, with its wicker basket hanging from its handlebars, would’ve been a girl’s dream—a girl from the fifties, at least. Though it was quite difficult for me to see, I was able to make out an actual police car beyond the bike. No wonder The Cell, with its rooms that would fit on any movie production company’s back lot, was frequented by the rich and famous.

  I hopped on the bike and looked back at him. “Now what, Sir?”

  “Are you still on board?”

  This was uncharted territory for me, but I wanted to really explore my fantasies. Still, a bit of hesitation and anxiety remained in the back of my mind, but that only heightened my excitement. “Yes, Lex.”

  “You will follow this last command. When a policeman tells you to do something, you do it without question.”

  Weird, but I was game. “I will, but I don’t understand what that has to do with anything, Sir.”

  “Then wait and see, Mia. Wait and see.” He closed the door behind him, a resounding thud echoing through the room.

  The room’s temperature was quite cool, and I began to shiver. From what must have been hidden speakers, the sounds of a country night filled my ears. I heard crickets chirping at first. Then I heard a wolf howling off in the distance. I kept looking back at the door, but Lex never returned. The imagery was doing its magic quite well. I let go of my logic, which knew this was a room in The Cell in the center of the city, and clung to my imagination, which latched onto the idea that I was actually outdoors, far away from civilization. I felt so alone and the wolf’s call seemed to be getting closer.

  I began peddling as fast as I could. The wind hit my face. Another special effect? Had to be. But the spell was complete, and my heart thudded in my chest. I was so afraid of being alone on this road. Where was Lex? Why had he brought me here?

  I heard footsteps behind me. Lex had left from the door near me, not from behind. A seed of panic began to sprout and grow in me.

  Suddenly, the red and blue lights of the police car came on.

  Relief filled me. Now that the police were here, I would be safe. I stopped pedaling and looked back at the car. The headlights came on, blinding me. Then I heard the clicks of the officer’s boots hitting the pavement.

  “Eyes forward, miss.” He commanded.

  I obeyed, thinking the policeman sounded a bit like Lex. Was he masking his voice to enhance the experience or had he sent another Dom in to teach me a lesson?

  “Why are you out on this road alone at this hour, young lady? Shouldn’t you be at home?” he asked.

  Try as I might, I couldn’t be certain that this was Lex. The tone and inflection was the same, but there was a drawl that I hadn’t heard from him before. Trepidation inched through me, but beyond the nerves was a need to explore.

  “I’m not sure where I am, Officer.”

  The guy came up next to me, but I only glanced at him from the corner of my eye. His leather boots and wrinkle-free uniform were the blackest black. He wore mirrored Aviator sunglasses, which I thought strange since it was night. The cop was the same height as Lex, but so were the bouncers I’d met when I came into The Cell. This guy could be anyone.

  “You know how dangerous it is for someone sweet and innocent like you to be out here?” His hand came down on my shoulder and squeezed.

  “Yes, Sir,” I choked out. “I won’t do it again.”

  “How can I be sure about that?”

  “I promise. I won’t go out on this road again unless it’s light outside, Officer.”

  “Not good enough, little sub.”

  Lex had called me that in the lecture hall. Once I believed it was him, tingles began to dance on my skin.

  “Off the bike, miss.”

  I complied, and then he grabbed me by the arm and led me to the back of his car with its lights still flashing.

  “Bend over the trunk, young lady. You have to learn your lesson.”

  His words went deep into me. My pussy moistened, and my body shook from head to toe. I tried to stretch onto the trunk’s lid, but couldn’t. I was too short for my middle to reach its bend.

  “On your tiptoes, miss.”

  He took control of the situation, leaving not an inch of wiggle room. He did it so forcibly and with such natural confidence that I felt something deep inside me open. The door to that secret place inside me had cracked open before, but I had the feeling that this man could open it wide. My door might not close again after he was done with me. Something about this moment let me just be.

  Once I did as he’d instructed, I was able to press my breast and crotch into the cool metal.

  He pulled up my dress, and I felt the blood race to my face. “No panties?”

  “B-But you told me to not wear them…”

  “I told you?”

  “Well...a man...Lex...” My mind stirred with doubt. Could I have been mistaken? Could this be another Dom he’d sent to spank me? Of course it could be. I’d been so foolish. I tensed. “Perhaps this is not—”

  “Quiet! You deserve this, little sub. You know you do.”

  The cop had to be Lex, but I wasn’t absolutely certain.

  Though the tiniest bit of doubt remained, I decided to go through with the bare-bottomed spanking that Lex had set up for me, whether or not this man was him or not. Foolish? Probably. But I didn’t want to disappoint Lex.

  “Are you ready for your punishment?”

  “Yes, Sir.” My heartbeat raced in my chest as his hands cupped my ass.

  “Don’t move.” I watched the cop walk to the side door of his car. He opened it and pulled out a pair of handcuffs and what looked to be a nightstick, only lighter and flexible. “Put your hands over your head, miss.”

  I nodded and obeyed.

  He locked the metal cuffs on my wrists, attaching them to a rod that stuck out of the back window of the car. Apparently, the vehicle had been modified to accommodate the kind of activity I was about to experience. I liked the feel of the metal. I tested the cuffs, wiggling my wrists a little. Nothing. I wouldn’t be moving anytime soon.

  “I’m going to enjoy beating your pretty little ass, miss.” He sounded so brutal and dangerous.

  I wondered if this would play out the way I’d imagined since leaving the lecture hall or if I would hate every bit of it.

  Then I felt the sting of the first whack from the man’s stick. It stung, but only a little. Then another whack fell on my ass, followed by another. Whack. Whack. They were firm but not as hard as I knew I could take. Still, the first spanks made my ass burn. I chewed on my lower lip and fought back tears. I writhed against the police car’s cool metal.

  “So, you can take more.” The cop patted my ass gently with his open hand. “Good to know.”

  Then he rained rapid-fire blows to my bottom. Spank. Spank. Spank. The
heat and ache grew, but he seemed to be intentionally smacking my ass in different spots, moving up and down its flesh.

  “That’s a pretty pink ass, sub. Really gorgeous.”

  I heard him toss the stick to the ground. Then I felt him slap my ass with his large, open hand.

  Whack. Whack. Whack.

  My body bucked and gyrated in sync to each whack. The sound of the spanking echoed in my ears, and he increased his speed. It was a strange song, and we were making it together.

  Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.

  My punishment went on and on until the tears flew from my eyes and my pussy juices spilled onto the trunk. My clit throbbed, and I writhed under his assault. Intense desire and wild sensations rolled through me.

  My breathing was labored, and every nerve ending in my body sparked alive. I wanted to prove I could do this, take this, and endure his worst.

  The cop stroked my ass in a way that clearly let me know that he would handle me however he saw fit. Still, the gentleness in his fingers’ touches as he stroked my bottom reassured me that he wouldn’t harm me beyond what I needed or could tolerate.

  “Almost done, little sub. Ten more. I want you to count them out aloud for me. Understand?”

  “Yes, Sir.” I was glad it was only going to be ten. Any more would’ve been overwhelming.

  The pain that he’d built up in my ass was reaching the point where I wouldn’t be able to bear much more. Ten would be difficult, but I vowed to try, though my safe word vibrated on my lips. I wanted to prove to Lex, whether he was in the role of the cop or looking in from the hallway window, that I had earned my way into his club fair and square. I’d never craved anyone’s approval in my whole life more than Lex’s.

  Smack.

  “One, Sir!” I shouted.

  Three more came down, each a little harder than the one before.

  “Two! Three! Four, Sir!” My mind drifted into a dizzy, warm place. The worries of my thesis, my bills, and my life faded away with each whack of his hand to my ass. All that was left was my body and its responses to the punishment by this policeman.

  “Five! Six! Seven!” I couldn’t keep still. My ass was on fire. Every inch of my body shook. My climax was so very close.

  Smack. Smack.

  I counted them as he’d commanded. Then came the final spank from him. It was harder than all that had come before, and the collision of his hand to my ass was explosive, calling forth the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had in my life. His hand came between my legs, and pressed on my puffy folds.

  When his thumb pressed gently on my clit, I screamed, “Yes! God, yes!”

  My body melted into the car as my womb convulsed again and again. Using his hands and his lips alone, the officer kept the intensity of my climax hot and high. The swipes of his tongue on my lower back and the pressure of his fingers on my pussy and clit fanned my flames over and over. Each time I thought the ride was over, another tender touch or intimate kiss sent me flying.

  He unlocked the cuffs, removing them from the rod in the back window. I thought he was going to take them completely off me, but instead, he left them dangling on my right wrist.

  “Roll over on your back, miss.”

  Unable to resist, I complied. The helmet was gone but his glasses remained. The illusion swamped my brain into acceptance. I was on a lonely road with a cop who had rescued me from harm or maybe even death. I owed him my very life. I had sunk completely into the fantasy, my own troubles gone.

  His mouth covered my mound, sending an electric sensation through every inch of my body. His hands held my thighs wide, and he slurped up my juices, driving me mad with desire. I had to be filled up, possessed, taken.

  “Please, officer. I need you.” My hands shot to his shoulders, still under the fabric of his uniform. The cuff on my right wrist hung down his back.

  “You’ve taken your punishment very well, sub.” His voice thundered from his chest at a deep octave. “I suppose I should reward you for that.”

  “P-Please.”

  The cop removed his hands and lips from me, standing tall. He unbuckled his belt, lowering it and the gun it holstered to the ground. Then he pulled his pants down to his boots, revealing white briefs that didn’t have any way of hiding his monstrous dick underneath. My jaw dropped as he stripped off his underwear, freeing his thick, nine-inch beast.

  He leaned forward and hoisted me off the car and into his arms as if I weighed nothing at all. The officer’s brute strength amazed me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. The man was built like a fortress of muscles. Any woman would feel completely safe walking beside him.

  I stared at my own reflection in his mirrored sunglasses. My hair was in a ponytail, and my face was flush. Before now, I’d never felt more feminine or wanton.

  “Time to fill up your pretty cunt with my dick, miss.” He lowered me back on the car.

  As I watched him don a condom over his massive shaft, a bit of relief rushed through me. I shouldn’t have been anxious, though, since I knew from what I’d read about the club earlier that condoms were required. Then he lifted me back into his arms and I wrapped my arms and legs around him again. I felt the head of his cock touch my pussy, and I got even wetter.

  Urges ignited inside me, and I shifted my hips, trying to coax him in. The cop jerked me up several inches.

  “You’ve got so much to learn, little sub.” His voice had an edge of threat in it. “Stop trying to take charge or else. Understand?”

  I couldn’t help but grin a bit, longing for more of the “else” from his hand to my bottom. “Yes, Sir.”

  He kissed my forehead, and I moaned into his throat. A shiver ran up and down my spine as he lowered me down again. This time, his cock split my folds. I obeyed him, trying to remain still though my body was racked with a million vibrations.

  My lips trembled as he slowly lowered my weeping sex onto his erect dick, igniting more desire with every stroke forward. His cock was so long and so hard and so wide. I’d never had anything that big inside me. I felt stretched to the very limit, and trying to hold on, I scrapped the back of his neck with my fingernails.

  “Squeeze my dick with your pussy, Mia.”

  I obeyed and tightened my channel around his thickness as he continued thrusting deep into my pussy. With each stroke, his weight pressed on my clit, enhancing my crazed suffering.

  “Feels so good,” I panted, unable to stay quiet.

  “You like me fucking you, sub?”

  “Oh, yes!”

  “You want me to keep fucking you?”

  “Please. Fuck me. Don’t stop.” Involuntarily, my pussy convulsed on his cock, harder than before.

  Like the spanking he’d given me on the back of his cop car, the thrusts of his cock deep into my pussy had me teetering on the edge of pain and pleasure. My moans soon became screams. I couldn’t keep still. It was as if my body had a mind of its own, thrashing against him as he held me off the ground and on his dick.

  “Oh, God!” The only thing I could focus on was the wild sensations inside my flesh. With each powerful stroke he sent into me, my womb tightened, relaxed, and tightened again, over and over.

  “Come for me, little sub.” His tone was lower, guttural. “Come now!”

  If my mind didn’t know he was in charge, my body sure did. Like a glass shattering into a million pieces, I climaxed that instant and everything went kablooey inside me.

  “Y-Yesss!” I screamed and hissed. My womb convulsed and my tears burned.

  “Fuck! I’m fucking you, sub!” he growled.

  He pounded his cock into me, grunting and cursing with each thrust. Then I felt him stiffen with one final plunge into my wet pussy.

  “Ahhh!” he yelled, as he came inside me.

  Completely spent, I could barely hold onto consciousness as the cop hoisted me up off his cock. I leaned into his chest as he pulled me up in his arms, my legs dangling. Since the cop car’
s door was still open, he placed me inside in the back.

  He took the handcuffs off me. “Stretch out, miss.”

  Keeping my eyes open, which I found difficult as weariness set in, I did as he’d instructed. He pulled up his uniform pants and put his gun belt back on.

  “Did you learn your lesson, miss?”

  I smiled and nodded back at the cop. He was still wearing the sunglasses that hid his eyes from me.

  “Roll over on your stomach for me.”

  I obeyed, and was rewarded with a cool ointment to my aching ass. It felt wonderful.

  “All done. Flip around, miss.”

  He tugged on my dress so that it once again covered my pussy. Then he placed a warm blanket that he’d gotten from the front seat on top of me.

  “Lex?”

  “Shh. Goodbye, Mia.” He closed the door, leaving me alone.

  I’d convinced myself that the policeman was actually Lex, but now I wondered. Could I have made a mistake? But was it really a mistake? Maybe he was testing me? There was so much I needed to learn about BDSM. As the throbbing of my ass continued, I knew that my first night at The Cell had changed me forever. Deep inside me was something that responded to being spanked. It took me to a place of frenzy and dizziness, a place of craze and deliciousness, a place of bliss and rest. I’d only scratched the surface for my thesis, and I needed more. Would Lex let me come again? Would he let me interview him? There was so much to work out, but the fading vibrations in my body from my climax gently rocked me, dulling my thoughts. Though I tried to remain awake, I did finally drift off to sleep.

  ****

  “Time to go home, Mia.” Lex’s command woke me.

  I opened my eyes, and saw he was wearing the suit I’d seen him in earlier. His steely blue eyes were unblinking and made me shiver.

  How long had I slept in the back of the cop car? I had no idea, but my sleep was at the deepest level, the place where the concept of time has no hold. I might’ve been out for only a minute, but it could’ve been hours, too.

  “Did you change?” I asked, hoping he had. If not, then the cop had been some other guy.