2 comments/ 51853 views/ 18 favorites A Lesson in Authority By: bbettyblambabam This was a story a friend of mine requested to put her in that I enjoyed writing so i hope you all do to. The siren went off and the police car sped towards a hotel. Behind the wheel was a dark haired woman dressed in a black uniform with a gold badge over one of her large C cup breasts. Officer Dana had just been notified over the radio that a drug dealer was trying to make an escape and had sought refuge in a hotel. Description was a young woman with a French accent. Easy, Dana thought. She had a huge adrenaline rush as she parked her car in the hotel garage and ran to the building. She was excited because this would be her big break, the arrest she needed to possibly break out of being a patrol officer and into the detective wing of her department. All she needed to do was land this perp. She walked right up to the desk and said, "I need to find the location of one of your guests." The man on the other side of the desk stuttered as he looked around for a manager, "I don't know if I can do that, we have to respect privacy." Dana leaned forward and put her hand on the desk. "How about respecting the law? I'm on police business and I need to find someone's room now, she's a young woman with a French accent." the man looked at her with a raised eyebrow, "That's all you have to go off of?" "Look I don't have time for this." Dana said, "She would have checked in recently so you can either be cooperative and tell me where she is or I can arrest you for harboring a criminal. What will it be?" The man sighed as he felt backed into a corner and then looked to his computer. "There was one woman who came in recently, her name is Helena and she's in room 231." Dana didn't even bother thanking the man as she ran to the stairs to get to the door as fast as she could. She pulled her gun out as she got to the second floor and entered through the hallway. Hugging close to the wall, Dana ran down the hallway, counting the room numbers 228, 229, 230, and she slowed down as she got to 231. She kept her back against the wall on the right side of the door, preparing to deal with a dangerous criminal harboring illegal substances. She knocked on the door and expected to hear no response. "Who is it?" a woman asked in a French accent. "This is the NYPD. Open up." There was silence at first but then the woman said, "Okay, come in." and then the lock to the door opened. Dana immediately turned and pushed her way through, sending a slender woman with black hair back a few feet. Dana pointed her pistol at Helena and shouted, "Hands in the air!" Helena immediately put her hands up, her eyes wide with fear as a gun was aimed at her. She wore black dress pants and a white button up shirt, a stylish criminal, Dana thought. "Wh-what is this?" Helena asked. "You're under arrest for harboring illegal drugs." Dana said. "Drugs? I don't know what you're talking about. I'm only here visiting a friend." Helena said in panic. "Likely story." Dana said, "Why are you here in America to visit this friend?" Helena's cheeks grew flush, "That is none of your business." "Oh really?" Dana asked as she moved forward. "Well I'm going to make it my business." she looked down at Helena's body and said, "Lose your weapons." "I-I don't have any weapons." Helena said. Dana smiled as Helena said this. Her difficult attitude meant that Dana could conduct another type of police business, her favorite duty as she did it to all women because it brought a different type of pleasure. "Okay, I guess I'll have to strip search you then." Helena's hand immediately went to cover her clothed breasts as she said, "Wh-what? Strip search? I don't have any weapons!" "I'll believe it when I see it." Dana said, "Take off your shirt." Helena clutched her shirt with her hands and shook her head, "No. This isn't right!" Dana held her gun up and moved towards Helena. "Take it off now or I shoot." Helena's lip quivered as her hands reached for the top button of her shirt. Her hands shook because she was scared at the gun aimed at her face. Slowly, she unbuttoned the top of her shirt and then the next and it was on the third button that the center of her chest was revealed and the center of her leopard print brassier. "Ooo someone's dressing classy tonight." Dana said with a smile. Helena clutched her shirt together as her face blushed. She only intended for her lover, the person she was visiting, to see her in this undergarments and now she was going to have to show it to this horrible woman. "I didn't say to stop." Dana said, feeling a warm sensation rise between her legs as the anticipation of seeing this woman nude crept through her mind. With shaking hands, Helena continued to unbutton her shirt, finishing off the last few buttons before pulling it open and closing her eyes in a helpless attempt of shielding her embarrassment as her leopard print bra was exposed. She pulled one arm out of the sleeve and then the other, letting the shirt drop to the floor as she hugged her modest sized breasts. "You better uncover your tits because those pants are going off next." Dana said as she held her gun up. Helena bit her lip to repress wincing as she dropped her arms to her sides and reached for the button of her pants. This was not how she planned on undressing, in a rigid unsexy manner for a sadistic officer instead of a slow sensual way for her lover. The pants were unbuttoned and then down went the zipper, the teeth slowly parting and loosening the grip Helena's pants had around her waist. Just then she had a tinge of self consciousness, realizing that in moments her panties would be exposed and she gripped onto her pants to make sure they wouldn't fall. This is not what Dana wanted, already she could feel her pussy lips tingling as she anticipated Helena's pants dropping and walked forward to grab onto the front of her trousers to pull them down to her knees. Helena screamed as her hands went to cover her leopard print hip hugger panties, the back hugging around her tight ass. "Mmm, kinky little criminal aren't you?" Dana teased as she stepped back to raise her gun. "Lose the pants." "You're not even checking my shirt for weapons!" Helena shouted as she bent down to step out of the pants, kicking them at the officer as she kept one arm over her brassier and the other over her panties. "Because I'm in power that's why." Dana said, "And besides, you aren't threatening anymore. You don't have any clothes on." Helena's face turned bright red as she lowered her eyes, she did feel powerless without her clothes, feeling almost like an adult film actress in her leopard print underwear, being objectified by a police officer. She buckled her legs together as she shifted her hands over her fair skinned body from the eyes of her tormentor. "Okay, now lose the bra." Dana said. "What?!" Helena cried as she looked at her. "You can't be serious!" she clutched her bra cups with both her hands and shook her head. "I won't do it!" "All right fine." Dana said, as she holstered her gun and walked up to Helena. "Then I'll do it." she reached out, grabbed onto the center of Helena's bra and pulled it apart, breaking the cups and letting her breasts spill out. Helena screamed as she tried to cover herself but Dana was too strong as she pulled the bra around Helena's shoulders and threw it to the ground. Helena staggered away, clutching her naked breasts under her arms as she felt tears stream down her face. "Stop please!" "Let's see if you shave or not." Dana said as she advanced toward Helena. Helena's hands crossed over her crotch as she crossed one leg over the other. "No! Not my panties! I bought these to show off in front of my girlfriend!" she begged, feeling her face get warmer. "Not anymore!" Dana said as she grabbed onto the waistband and began pulling on it. Helena screamed as she tried holding onto her last shred of clothing protecting her nakedness, feeling back of the panties ride up her ass as Dana pulled harder and harder. Tearing fabric could be heard in small jerks RIP! RIIIP! RIIIIIP!!! as the waistband to Helena's panties stretched beyond their limit until finally, she felt one last hard tug and then a cool breeze hit her behind as her panties were ripped from her body. "NOO!" she cried as her hands flew to cover her pussy and hunched forward, whimpering as her embarrassment demoralized any confidence she had. She spent so much time on perfecting her image for tonight to look attractive and now that was all ripped from her, leaving her in her birthday suit. Dana stared at her helpless captive and felt a drop of precum soak into her panties, the image of a woman covering herself aroused her all the time, which was why she always jumped on the opportunity to stripsearch prisoners. She didn't care if other officers made jokes about her, it turned her on, as did other things and she was about to fulfill them on this drug dealing scum. "I still don't know if you have drugs on your body so I'm going to have to search you. Put your hands on the dresser." "No!" Helena said, sweat started to accumulate on her face at the thought of uncovering herself. Dana reached out and grabbed Helena's arm, forcing it onto the dresser. She yelped in pain as she felt Dana grab her other arm and force it do the same. Now Helena stood bent over her desk, white ass sticking out with her legs spread apart. The submissive position only added to her embarrassment as she felt like she was presenting to this officer. From the side, Dana could see a small neatly trimmed black triangle of pubic hair above Helena's pussy. "Looks like your girlfriend likes you au natural." Dana commented. She watched as Helena squeezed her legs together to try and cover her pussy, but then Dana grabbed her nightstick and used it to push her legs apart again. "Keep them spread." Helena whimpered as she stood with her legs apart and breathed heavily as she felt the warm hands of Dana reach around and cup her breasts. The hands pushed Helena's breasts up, running under the area where they curved on her torso and then let them drop. "Mmm, I don't have anything!" she begged, but there was a reason for her protests. As she felt Dana's hands run along her breasts, she could feel her nipples getting hard and it made her panic. How could she possibly be turned on by this? This woman was accusing her of a crime she didn't commit and yet, being bent over without any clothes was starting to have an arousing effect on her. Unfortunately, Dana noticed "My hands aren't that cold, so I think your tits are getting hard for a different reason." she said, pleased to see that Helena's body was responding to hers. This encouraged Dana to run her hands down Helena's belly, across her hips and onto the bouncing flesh of her ass. She dug her nails into Helena's cheeks, causing Helena to moan but it was hard to tell if this was in pleasure or in pain. Then she spread Helena's cheeks apart, inspecting for any substances, when she didn't find any she sighed in disappointment and let Helena's cheeks return to the center, but not before giving her a hard spank on her right cheek. "Ooo!" Helena squealed. The stinging from the slap traveled like an electric current from her ass cheeks to between her legs. "You like that?" Dana asked as she spanked Helena again. 'Oohh! No!" she gasped, even though she could feel her lips starting to twitch. She was being turned on, primarily because her mind was primed for sex since she was about to leave to fuck her girlfriend. "You must be a really good drug dealer because I'm not finding anything." Dana said as she bent down to get a closer look at Helena's pussy lips. From below, she could see them turning a shade of dark red and saw that they were moist. "I think you are being turned on. Well I think you'll enjoy this then." Dana reached forward and slowly inserted her pointer and middle finger into Helena's pussy, feeling it slide gently into her, gliding against her labial walls, noticing that she had shaved them. "Your girlfriend must be pretty special to spend all this time grooming yourself." Helena couldn't react to Dana's taunts. She was too busy focusing on her tightening legs as she felt the hard fingers push into her, gasping as she felt them rotate inside her. "Mmm!! There's nothing there!" she shouted. Despite wanting to resist, she couldn't help but enjoy the insertion of Dana's fingers pushing up further against her vaginal walls. "Mmm, I think you're right" Dana whispered, feeling her own pussy drench her panties in her juices as she felt Helena's soft labia. Helena's moans only made her desire stronger as she felt the French woman's hips shifting back into Dana's pelvis. Reaching for her nightstick, Dana grabbed it and whispered, "Mmm,.. guess I didn't find anything. But you sure are a naughty drug dealer." As Helena felt Dana's whispers, she closed her eyes and tried to banish her embarrassment by thinking of her girlfriend, replacing Dana with her and then her eyes shot open as she felt something hard rubbing against her labia. It was smooth and had a rounded tip, pushing softly against her clitoris and then slowly pressing into the opening of her pussy. Helena leaned forward, groaning out loud as Dana's nightstick teased her pussy. What made it impossible to resist was that she wasn't forcing it inside Helena, but merely teasing her, using the tip to suggest penetration. Helena couldn't believe this was happening to her and that despite feeling humiliated, also having the urge to back further into it. "Ohhh." she moaned and then gripped the dresser tight with her hands. "Yeah you like that don't you." Dana said as she removed the nightstick and brought the wet tip to Helena's mouth. "Suck on that tip, taste your wet pussy." Helena gasped at those words and before she could protest, she felt the long cylindrical tip slide into her mouth, tasting the tangy flavor of her insides. Dana used one hand to push the stick gently inside Helena's mouth and then ran her free hand along her own pussy, gasping at the image of Helena's thin lips wrapping around her long hard stick. "You like sucking on it? "mmmm!" Helena moaned with the stick in her mouth, her cheeks were still red with but by now her senses were overwhelmed with pleasure that it was hard to protest entirely. Just then, Dana's radio went on. "Dispatch! Update, we have found the suspect. Repeat suspect has been apprehended and is being taken into custody. All units report back to the department." Dana's grip on her stick tightened as her whole body froze. Cold icy pins tickled her forehead as she realized she'd made a fatal error and had just violated an innocent civilian. Helena's eyes opened and she pulled the stick out of her mouth as she heard the message, turning around to see the officer whose face was turning white. As if my magic, Helena's confidence and will returned to her, stronger than before as she saw Dana's hands tremble. "Th-this was just an accident. You don't need to do or say anything." Dana said as she held a hand up, she could feel her legs turning to rubber as her head started to spin, worrying about just what this woman could do to her career if she told anyone. "Oh I think there's a lot I need to do." Helena said, stepping towards Dana. Even though she had the upper hand, she still felt self conscious and used her arms to cover her body. Her pussy ached from being stimulated so much and she pressed her fingers hard against her clit as she tried to focus her attention on her captor who was about to be her captive. "Pl-please don't say anything." Dana said, her voice losing its deep commanding tone and changing to a meek and quiet wince. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't realize you were a different person." "You humiliated me and ruined my underwear." Helena said as she approached Dana. "I'm also a French citizen, you could be causing a national incident for this. Your career would be over." "Please, don't tell anyone! I need this job, I'm not even close to retirement!" Dana begged. Helena raised her head and curled her lip. "What would you do in exchange for me to be silent?" "Anything!" Dana blurted out and then covered her mouth with her hands, realizing her error. "Anything you say?" Helena said with a smile. "That sounds fair. After what you did to me, spanking me, teasing me with your hands and your weapon...I need to finish." Dana gasped at what Helena said, not realizing she would be so bold as to make this suggestion. But if it was what she wanted, Dana would do anything to keep her career. "Okay!" Dana said as she dropped to her knees and started approaching Helena's pussy, sticking her tongue out so she could lap it against Helena's lips. Helena's eyes widened as she stepped back, "What are you doing?" she asked, "Not like that! You'll have to do something different to pleasure me." Dana suddenly felt ridiculous on her knees with her tongue out and then pulled it back into her mouth. "Wh-what do I have to do?" Helena smiled and looked at Dana's belt, seeing the handcuffs dangling from it. "Give me those handcuffs." she said. "What?!" Dana shouted. She couldn't imagine being restrained by her own tools. She was an officer of the law and always had to be the one in control. She had power and she knew she'd lose it if she was to allow a civilian to handcuff her. "Fuck you!" she shouted in anger. "Very well, I will call the real police." Helena said as she walked to the phone. "No don't! I'll do it!" Dana exclaimed as she got her handcuffs and handed them to Helena. With the cuffs in her hand, Helena said, "Stand up and turn around, you've looked at my nakedness enough." Slowly, Dana rose to her feet and turned around, trying not to cry in anger at her fading sense of authority. "Put your hands behind your back." Helena said. Dana closed her eyes as she did as she was told and felt the cold steel of the handcuffs lock over each wrist. After she heard the last click she realized she had lost control and now she was at the mercy of a woman she could physically overpower. Helena on the other hand smiled with glee as she was about to get revenge on this sadistic officer who overstepped her boundaries. The first thing she did was bend down and grab her clothes. Her underwear was ruined so she was forced to feel her pants slide against her pussy, wincing as the fabric rubbed against her sensitive area. Then she grabbed her shirt and buttoned it over her breasts, her hardened nipples poking out under the cotton. Feeling relaxed now that she was dressed, Helena remove Dana's gun from her holster so she would be completely helpless without any weapons. Then Helena removed the nightstick, blushing a little as she saw the wet tip and thinking about how moments ago it was pleasuring her. After dropping the nightstick, Helena continued to remove the rest of Dana's items from her belt. Dana squirmed against her cuffs as she heard the thud of her gear hitting the ground, as if she was losing her credibility as an officer piece by piece. What was most unsettling to her was how her body was reacting to this. Even though she did not want any of this to happen, the thought and anticipation of losing her clothes brought that tingling sensation back between her legs. No matter how hard she tried to sober her senses, her carnal desires overrode her thoughts, warming her whole body as if to be prepped for an erotic experience on the other side of power. "Hmm, I didn't realize this would be difficult with handcuffs, how will I remove your clothes?" Helena asked as she glanced at Dana. Searching on her belt, Helena saw a fixed bladed knife on the belt and grabbed it. "Perfect!" she said with excitement. "Pl-please don't do this." Dana asked, her bosom rising and falling as she anticipated the worst. A Lesson in Authority "I'm showing you as much courtesy as you showed me." Helena said as she opened the blade and reached around Dana. "Don't move, I don't want to cut you." As Dana felt Helena come in close, smelling the scent of her perfume and feeling the warmth of her breath, Dana could feel her nipples harden under her brassier as the close intimacy seemed like they were lovers. Then she felt a hard tug on the center of her shirt as Helena cut a button. Dana whimpered as she felt the blade go down and cut another button and then another. As her shirt opened more, Dana felt more air seeping into her shirt until finally, her shirt was open down to her gun belt, exposing a pink bra with a little pink bow on the center. "Aww, so cute." Helena teased as she gazed at Dana's large C cup breasts. Dana winced as she felt her face grow warm, knowing that her exposure wouldn't stop with her bra and that was what made her nervous the most. Her legs started to slide together in anticipation of what happened and she gasped when she felt the knife slide against her tummy. "Please...not my pants." Dana said with a voice that was trying hard not to cry. This begging made Helena want to see her panties more and she slipped the blade under Dana's belt, slicing the top button off of her trousers. Dana whined as she trembled, feeling the zipper slide down from her crotch and then Helena's hands grip the sides of Dana's pants. WHOOSH! the rustling of pants fell to her knees and Dana cried out as her pink panties with the Barbie logo printed on the back was exposed. On the front was a picture of the blonde doll herself and now Dana's tough exterior was gone, thanks to her girly panties. "Oh my goodness." Helena chuckled as she stared at Dana. "Do you really go out on patrol like this?" Now tears were falling from Dana's eyes as she felt ridiculous in her most embarrassing underwear. She was so mad she kicked her legs, "I didn't have the chance to do laundry! Please pull them back up! I'm an officer of the law!" "No you're not." Helena said as she traced the waistband of Dana's panties. "You're an adult woman in little girl underwear." then she saw a dark stain over the center of her crotch. "a naughty girl who wet her panties." She placed her hand over the dark spot and rubbed Dana's crotch, pressing the soaked cotton into her pussy. Dana hunched forward as she moaned in pleasure, feeling a brand new stain covering her panties, by now she was blushing bright red as her humiliation took a step further. The "naughty girl" comment did make her feel like a child who messed herself, very opposite of the person Dana was used to being, an adult woman who always had control "So naughty." Helena said as she removed her hand. "Let's get rid of this shirt." she said as she inserted the blade into the cuff of Dana's right sleeve. Dana whined as she tried to hold still, but found it hard as her pussy was now twitching mad after being teased so much. She wanted so bad to come but she also didn't want to in front of this civilian, to give into her desire and lose all her composure. Helena cut upward along Dana's sleeve and stopped when she reached the shoulder. Then she started working on the other sleeve. As Helena did this, she was surprised at how the cutting of fabric was turning her on. How the sabotaging of an authoritarian figure's uniform was like taking a forbidden item. Once Helena finished cutting up the left sleeve she grabbed the top of Dana's shirt from her collar to the fresh cuts she made up to each shoulder and pulled as hard as she could. "What are you doing?! That's my uniform!" Dana cried as she heard the loud RIP! of her shirt. It took a few pulls, but as Helena tugged another time, the strength of Dana's shirt weakened and eventually, the shirt was ripped from the collar and across Dana's shoulders. All that was left intact was the back of Dana's shirt which, Helena was able to rip with ease now that the rest of her shirt was destroyed. A tear rolled down Dana's cheek as she looked down and saw the side of her shirt with her badge fall off as the back of the shirt was ripped down the center, causing it to fall to the ground. "There are you happy!" she pouted as she turned to Helena. "You ruined my uniform and humiliated me!" "I know." Helena said, rubbing her hand against her own pants as she admired Dana's helpless state. "And I'm going to do even more. Remember you didn't just strip me." she wrapped her arms around Dana's waist and unbuckled her gunbelt, letting it drop to the floor. She eyed Dana's face, flush from her tears and feeling ashamed. She also noticed her dark hair was tucked under her officer's hat. "You are no longer in charge, I am." Helena said as she removed Dana's hat and placed it on her head. Dana started to sob as she felt the hat lift off her head, causing her left front bang to fall in front of her face. With the hat gone she was now just plain Dana, in her childish Barbie panties who allowed herself to be captured by a civilian all because of her impulsive mistake. As these thoughts ran through her head, her will to fight free melted away. Helena approached the bed and lifted the sheets off of it. Dana's eyes widened as she saw the Frenchwoman bunching up the sheets into a long, snakelike rope. Dana could feel sweat building up all over her exposed body and she tried to sober her captor up with facts. "W-whatever you're about to do. Assaulting an officer is a crime." "So is illegally stripsearching an innocent person without any evidence." Helena said as she walked behind Dana and hooked her fingers into the sides of her panties. With one swift tug, her panties were pulled to the ground, causing her round curvy ass cheeks to jiggle slightly. Dana gasped at the sudden exposure she felt on her front and backside, her moist lips cooling from the air in the room. Helena bent down to force Dana's legs out of her pants and underwear. While she was down there, Helena looked to Dana's front and saw a large unkempt patch of dark pubic hair above her pink lips. "Tsk tsk, do you pay any attention to good grooming?" Dana tightened her lips so as not to let the jibe get to her. She was always so busy that she never had time to attend to her nether regions and was regretting it now that it was on display. "At least I'm not a shaven whore like those porno stars!" she shot back even though the comment didn't matter to Helena since she only shave her labia and not her mons pubis. With Dana bare from the bottom down, Helena grabbed the bedsheets and tied one end on each sheet around Dana's ankles. Then Helena took the other ends and tied them to the legs of the dresser on the other side of the bed. The legs were further apart than the bed and so Dana's legs were forced to spread apart as well, she whimpered as she felt her legs spread as she felt more vulnerable now that her arms and legs were immobile. Being in such a submissive position was the worst for Dana because she was not supposed to be the submissive, she was supposed to be the dominant. She panted heavily as her mind raced with what could happen to her now that she was tied and naked. Her fight or flight system kicked in and she tried to struggle and call out. "Help!" Someone help me!" Quickly, Helena grabbed Dana's panties, bunched them up into a wad and lodged it into Dana's mouth. Dana pouted as she tasted her own tangy juices on her wet panties, trying not to choke on them. With her voiced silent, all she could do was squirm with her body and that's what she did, shaking her white ass side to side. Helena grinned as she looked at Dana's plump cheeks and raised a hand to bring a hard slap on Dana's left cheek. Dana squealed as she raised her torso to lessen the impact from the pain she felt on her ass, the tingling pain pulsating through her buttocks. "It hurts doesn't it?" Helena asked as she raised her hand and slapped the right cheek, harder than the left. Dana's legs tightened as this strike caused her pussy to twitch. Dana hadn't been spanked since she was a little girl and the sensation brought a whole different dynamic to her mind as she realized what was happening to her. It had been quite some time since Dana had sex with someone, and any physical intimacy, even spanking, excited her body. Helena snickered as she saw red hand prints develop on Danas ass and she continued swinging her hands, slapping each ass cheek as hard as she could. As Dana squealed in pain, Helena felt her jeans get wet from the excitement as she took on the dominant role in this relationship. While she spanked Dana, Helena noticed her gun belt lying on the ground and that gave her a different idea. She bent down and folded the belt so it made a loop. Dana tried to look behind her to see why Helena had stopped spanking but before she could turn, she felt the strongest pain she'd ever felt on her backside slap across both cheeks as the leather belt swatted her. She let out a high pitched squeal, more upset that her own belt was being used for her humiliation and then another slap was made. This one hurt more since one of the pouches caught her. Helena continued swinging the belt, feeling a warm sensation spread throughout her body as she watched Dana's ass dance, the white color on her ass turning a dark shade of red as the welts began to swell. Although both women had different roles in this relationship, they both had the same reaction to the spanking. Their pussies ached, begging for release as the sounds of the spanking echoed through the room, the power of the spanking bringing on a stimulation to their blushing labias that hands, tongues or phalluses couldn't. Helena spanked Dana until her palm was sore from holding the belt. When she dropped it, she could see that Dana's ass was almost purple. By now, Dana's head just hung, she had squirmed so much her neat bun was falling out of place, both bangs dangled in front of her face. Her face was red with tears and her nipples were erect from feeling turned on by what happened to her. While she was still angry at her situation, her more primal desire overrode these emotions and she secretly begged for Helena to play with her pussy and bring her to that release she wanted so bad. Before Helena could do anything there was a knock at the door. Both women turned to it and then Helena said, "Who is it?" "Housekeeping." a woman's voice could be heard on the other side. Helena was about to tell her to go away and then she saw the look of horror on Dana's face and then smiled. Helena slid the gun under the bed and said, "You can come in." Dana whimpered as she continued struggling, trying to break free so she could hide herself, she felt her ass throb with pain as she shook it. The handle clicked and a middle aged woman in a blue dress with an apron around her waist walked in, pulling a cart with cleaning supplies behind her. "Just going to fix the sheets if you're-" she stopped talking when she looked in the room and saw what was going on. Scattered about the room was clothes and various gear that looked like police weapons. The hotel sheets were pulled and were tied to the legs of the dresser. On the other side, the sheets were tied around a woman's ankles. She was naked and standing before the bed, her hands cuffed behind her back. Her hair was a mess and the maid could see that her buttocks was dark red, obviously from some sort of spanking. Behind the naked woman was another woman wearing a police hat, smiling at her work. Helena looked to the maid and said, "Just doing some roleplaying. Isn't her ass beautiful?" The maid stared at the two women as she slowly backed away to the door. She looked at Dana one more time, seeing her face turn red like a tomato and then said, "I-I'll come back later." the maid hurried out the door and shut it, leaving Helena and Dana alone once again. Dana started to cry at realizing she'd been seen by someone else. It was bad enough this had happened to her but now that someone else saw her stripped of her authority she was beside herself with being upset. "I guess she didn't want to play." Helena said as she approached Dana from behind. "Well, I must be going, but not before I have a little fun." Helena unbuttoned the top of her pants and slid her left hand down them as she reached under Dana with her right hand and rubbed Dana's pussy. Helena groaned as she finally sated herself with her fingers, feeling them get sticky from her precum. Dana closed her eyes as she moaned as well, shifting her hips against Helena's fingers as they slid between her labia and against her clit. All of her anger melted away as they were soothed by Helena's soft fingers. Helena could feel Dana's clit swelling up as she flicked it and pressed harder on her own clitoris for stimulation. Dana's muffled cries are what drove Helena wild as she picked up the pace, the helpless whimpers from the tough police officer turning Helena on just as much as the spanking did. Helena's moans got louder as she felt her pussy tighten up in anticipation for its climax. Her muscles tightened around her legs and sphincter and she closed her eyes to imagine her lover as she rubbed Dana's pussy. "OOHHHHHHH!!!" Helena screamed out as she finally came, feeling fresh warm juice coating her hands and pants, it was a good thing they were black. Dana moaned as well like a shark reacting to blood in the water as she also wanted to come, backing further into Helena's fingers. Helena breathed heavily as she relaxed from her orgasm and then pulled her hand back. Dana growled in frustration as her climax was denied as she turned to Helena who chuckled at her. "Aw..I'm sorry but I'm not going to get you off. I am devoted to my lover after all. She wouldn't mind me tormenting you but getting you off, that could cause problems." she said, "But if you want," Helena continued as she grabbed a pillow off the bed and setting it down in between Dana's legs. "You can finish yourself off with the pillow." "Hmgmp!?" Dana shouted in disbelief at Helena's suggestion that she get off on a pillow. She never did such a thing in her life and to think of sliding her pussy against those soft pillows between her thighs...Dana's legs buckled just in thinking about it because she was that horny. She tried to resist, not wanting to degrade herself anymore but Helena smiled as she saw Dana trembling as she tried to stop herself from sitting on the pillow. "Well you can decide whether or not you want to do this. I have a lover who will be upset with me because I am late so have fun." she said as she placed the police hat on the dresser and exited the room. Dana waited for the door to shut before kneeling gently onto the pillow. She should have fought to break free but her body was primed to come and she wasn't going to deny her release any longer. Secretly though, Dana knew that the only reason she was so aroused at this level was because of everything that led to her helpless state. She thought of each scenario as she felt the soft pillow rub against her thighs and her pussy. How confident she felt in stripping Helena, spanking her, violating her with the nighstick and how hot it looked to spank her. Then, Dana thought back to how the tables were turned, how her mistake drained all of her authority as Helena forced her into submission by cuffing her hands. Dana closed her eyes and moaned as her hips bucked against the pillow, the wet liquid making it easy for her to slide her pussy lips against the pillow. As Dana humped her pillow, she thought back to each article of clothing that was cut from her body, how her breasts were exposed and then of course, her most embarrassing pair of underwear, her Barbie panties. She thought of how foolish she must have looked, an officer of the law in such girly underwear and she bit hard on that same underwear that was lodged in her mouth. Already Dana could feel sweat slowly falling down her back as she humped faster, thinking about the spanking she received from Helena. Each slap was a strike this civilian made on her, no one ever hit her and yet, the fact that Helena made them on her most intimate of areas made feeling helpless that more sensual for Dana. She began yipping under her gag as she tightened her thighs on the pillow, feeling her lips twitching in anticipation of the coming wave of pleasure that would build up to one massive explosion. "Hmm..hmmfhmmffMMMMMMRRGDDD!!" she cried out under her gag as her loins slid against the wet surface of the pillow, finally setting her off to that final climax, leaving a large dark stain on the pillow. Dana's wrists were red from pulling against her cuffs and then her whole body slumped as she relaxed. Her pink bra heaved up and down as her breathing relaxed. Dana felt dizzy from the high and was about to rest her head on the bed until she heard a loud CRASH! "NYPD! Dana you there?" a woman's voice could be heard. Dana screamed under her gag as she turned and saw two female police officers enter the room, hands at their gun holsters. They saw Dana, naked, tied and with a red ass and pulled their guns out. "Whoa, what the hell happened?" Dana's eyes were wide with fear as she gasped in a high pitched whine as she stood helpless and naked in front of her colleagues. They searched the room and when the realized no one was around they examined Dana. Once they saw the soaked pillow between their legs their mouths dropped in amused shock. "Oh my god Dana what did you do to yourself?" "ICNERXPLNNF!!" Dana tried to say under her gag, shaking her head and trying to get to her feet. The smiles on her colleagues' faces made it clear that she was about to be the laughing stock of her department. "God damn Dana, you're into some kinky stuff." the other office said as she stared at Dana's purple ass. "Serves you right. We heard about your rash investigation into the wrong suspect." "Sounds like you got taught a valuable lesson." the other officer said.As she reached to pull the gag out of Dana's mouth. She unfolded it and read the back of the underwear and then cupped her hands to mute her giggles. "Oh my god! Sandy look!" The officer named Sandy looked at the panties and smiled, "Barbie panties?! Little miss toughie wears Barbie panties! Oh man, wait till everyone at the station hears about this!" Feeling ashamed, Dana's head fell on the bed as she started to cry. While she sobbed, one of the officers looked at the pillow and saw the stain on it. "Ugh. Dana, is that what I think it is?" "You need to try online dating hon." The other officer said as they got their knife out to cut Dana free. Dana didn't care about the comments, she just lay there helplessly as she was cut loose, a broken officer of the law all at her own hands. Not only had she lost her dignity but he also discovered something else about herself, she wasn't turned on by being dominant, she was turned on by being submissive and that was something that everyone in the department would know by the end of the day. Rolling to her side, Dana grabbed her pillow and held it over her body while the other officers gathered her clothes. As for Helena, she did end up meeting with her lover and while she was confused as to why Helena wasn't wearing panties when they began making love, she was very pleased with Helena's suggestions for what they could do in bed, making this particular night of love making extra special.