Hoping the shop owner won't come out the back and notice you, you slowly inch your way along the ground, poking your head out from behind the shop.
To your shock and dismay, a police car is parked in the street in front of the shop. As you watch, two uniformed policewomen emerge from the vehicle, looking towards the shop.
The officer emerging from the driver's side of the car has black skin and a tall, voluptuous figure. The other woman is a petite blonde. Both of them look very athletic with lean but powerful frames.
You try to wiggle back behind the building, but the blonde officer spots you and points. The two policewomen dash over to your location. Trying to escape is pointless; you'd have no where to run even if you weren't lying on the ground with your hands tied behind your back.
The black officer places a booted foot underneath you, then tips you over onto your back, revealing that your pants are unzipped and your limp cock is hanging out. You try to roll back over, but the same boot is suddenly planted on your chest, just firmly enough to be uncomfortable.
"Looks like we found the perp, Officer Katelyn." The black officer's voice sounds businesslike, but there is a hint of a smirk at the corners of her lips.
The blonde, evidently Katelyn, nods solemnly, though she is grinning openly. "We'll have to take him back to the station for some intensive questioning, Office Naomi."
Naomi nods, then lifts her foot off of you. She kneels down next to you, flipping you onto your stomach. She pulls a pair of handcuffs out, then hesitates. She lets out a brief laugh.
"Looks like somebody got to him before us." She motions for Katelyn to look at your wrists, which are clearly bound by a schoolgirl's tie. Katelyn giggles.
"Hold on!" You finally manage to speak, though your face is pressed into the ground. "What exactly am I being arrested for?" As you think on it, there a few possibilities, but you want to know what they know before giving anything away.
"I called them."
The shop keeper, Rasna, stands in the rear doorway of her shop, looking down at you with an amused smile.
"I told you that you'd get into trouble. Giving tobacco to our town's school girls is a very serious offense.
Naomi casually plants one foot on your back, leaning down to speak to you.
"That's right. Now you have two options. You can admit it and we'll take you in for some 'hard' questioning. Depending how you do on that, you might end up locked up for a long, long time."
She pauses to let that sink in.
"Or you can claim those school girls beat you up and robbed you, in which case you were only negligent and, you'll just have to do some community service. Rasna here is always willing to offer positions for volunteers like you. Of course we'll have to file a report for that. The story might even make the news."
Katelyn grins mischievously. "'Grow Man Tied Up and Robbed By Schoolgirls.' How does that sound for a cover story?" |