Educating Sara (closed for FriskyForest)

[TomOPKs]

OOC: Detective Dirk Parker 32 6’2 190# Wavy black hair and deep blue eyes
Not overly athletic but with a well defined body.

IC Dirk was to be on a team of three from the precinct to interview for a new civilian liaison officer. This was an assignment that he was not too thrilled with. It took him away from his detective duties. However, the squad Captain had given him the assignment and it wouldn’t look good if he shirked his responsibilities. The team was made up of a female patrol officer, the desk sergeant and Dirk from the detective squad.

They had interviewed several candidates and the last one for the day was due any minute. Her resume gave her name as Sara. Each member of the interviewing team had a copy of her resume. Dirk frowned when he read the name. Some time ago he had arrested a woman by the same name on a shop lifting charge. The case had eventually been thrown out for some ridiculous technicality. What were the odds that this was the same woman.

At the appropriate time a woman entered the precinct and asked where her interview was to take place. She was shown into the room where the three were waiting. Introductions were made all around and Dirk held out his hand recognizing the woman as the same one he had arrested over a year ago. “Pleased to meet you Sara, won’t you sit down.” Their eyes met as she shook his hand. Would she remember that he was her arresting officer?

Dirk remained silent of her past because since she was never convicted there was nothing on her record. The interview went well for the most part. At the conclusion after she had left it became apparent that the patrol officer and desk sergeant thought she was perfect for the job. How was Dirk going to tell them that she wasn’t. It would be unfair for him to reveal the fact that she had been arrested for shoplifting. Had she been convicted then it would be a different matter. Regardless of his feelings the other two decided that she was the best candidate for the job and it was settled. She would be contacted the next day and informed that she got the job.

 

[FriskyForest]

Educating Sara

Sara walked to her car, sat down inside, closed the door, and put her head down. "I have to tell them. I have to be honest. If I get hired and they find out by chance later, it'll be worse," she said to herself.

The worst part of that whole ordeal was the fingerprinting. She closed her eyes tightly when she remembered the snap of his rubber gloves as he put them on his beefy hands. He stood so close to her, she could feel the heat, the frightening heat, from his overpowering body. She remembered how he took her hands and rolled her fingers in the ink, as she turned away with her eyes closed. Helpless, she let him move her hands as if the life had drained out of them and the rest of her being.

She decided not to say anything. The case did eventually get thrown out and there are no records of it anywhere, except for her memory. She wondered if he remembered her. She felt a little hopeful at the thought that "these guys arrest a lot of people every day, so how is he supposed to remember one defendant whose case was closed, finished, eternally over?"

At the time, she hated him so much that she referred to him as Detective Dork Pecker. But even with the nickname, even with her fear that day, even with being stuck in a small room with no windows and being brutally interrogated by an intimidating detective, there was still something endearing about him. It was the way he spoke. This wasn't a Hollywood detective who throws suspects into walls and yells and screams. She didn't do anything to warrant being physically restrained. No. He spoke to her quietly and firmly. His voice was soothing, gentle. It brought a little smile to her sad face that day.

"Ok," she said to herself, "It's time to grow up. I need to talk to him, adult to adult, not former defendant to detective."

 

[TomOPKs]

The desk sergeant made the call to Sara letting her know that she got the job and that she was to report to the precinct the following Monday. On one hand Dirk was relieved that the interviews were over he could finally get back to the work at hand, catching the bad guys. Although thinking about Sara he realized that just catching the bad guys was only have the battle. If he failed to do his job to the letter of the law it was a safe bet that the bad guy or girl in her case would not be convicted and walk away with out so much as a smudge on her record.

He still wondered if she recognized him. During the interview she had given no indication that she did. Even when he shook her hand and stared into her eyes did she let on that she remembered him as her arresting detective. What was it going to be like working in the same building with a woman that he had once arrested. The thing is she just happens to be a very beautiful woman despite the fact that she may or may not be a thief. One way or another Dirk figured that he would have to keep an eye on her. There was too much contraband around the station house that could easily be misappropriated by someone with sticky fingers on the inside.

That night while having a drink before fixing his dinner he looked over her resume. Her address was there. Dirk thought that maybe he ought to go over to her house and let her know who he was and the he would be watching her. Then he thought that maybe the best thing to do would be to wait and see how things worked out. Maybe he had her all wrong. There would always be an opportunity to talk with her in private while she was at work. That was the plan just wait and see what happened.

 

[FriskyForest]

OOC: Sara Gold, vivacious, 26, 5'2" 150lbs, with short, wavy dark brown hair. Her dazzling smile, dark brown eyes that could melt an iceberg, and her eye-catching ample bosom belie her weight.

IC: Detective Parker was too busy with his own life and work to spend the weekend concerning himself with Sara Gold. He let it go for now and waited for her first day.

Sara couldn’t wait to start on Monday. This was the job of her dreams. But Detective Dirk Parker’s image was in her mind all weekend. She even shuddered a little at the thought of him there. The proximity to her; his heat, his hands, the rubber gloves…stop! She said to herself. He’s just a man who had a job to do. You can move beyond this. You can do this.

On Monday morning, she drove to the police station. She stopped at the reception desk to get an ID card. Polly Braverman, extremely efficient, 70-year-old receptionist with a heart of gold, directed her to HR for an orientation. She found the door to the HR office and knocked.

“Come in,” Mr. Hartman said. She greeted Mr. Hartman warmly, immediately feeling welcomed by his polite smile, weathered face, and balding head. He motioned for her to sit down. Sitting next to her was Detective Parker. She froze a little but didn’t want to make Mr. Hartman think there was anything wrong, so she quickly looked away from Dirk. The look on Detective Parker’s face wiped the smile off of hers. He was staring at her, expressionless. He told, she thought to herself, he told HR and probably everyone else that he arrested me. As Mr. Hartman looked for some papers, Sara couldn’t help but allow her eyes to follow the folds of the detective’s black leather jacket. She looked up at him and caught him looking intently into her eyes. Almost hypnotized, she couldn’t look away from his steel blue eyes. They quietly held each other’s gaze until Mr. Hartman broke the silence.

“We have one more thing to discuss,” he said. Here it comes, she thought.

He continued, “Detective Parker will serve as your mentor until you get used to the lay of the land as we say. Do you have any questions?”

“No. I’m just eager to get started,” she smiled at him.

“Ok then, I’ll leave you in Detective Parker’s capable hands. Welcome aboard.”

“Thank you, Sir.” She stood and shook hands with Mr. Hartman and then waited for Parker’s lead. He quietly stood and motioned for her to follow.

“Follow me, Sara. Come to my office where we can talk,” he said quietly, in that familiar, smooth voice.

Figuring it was best to be a little submissive, she said, “Yes, Sir.” I know what we’re going to talk about, she thought. Though, she really wasn’t sure if he absolutely, 100% remembered her.

She felt like a little puppy dog walking behind him, hurrying to keep up with his long, self-assured gait, as he glided along the hallway with his hands in his jacket pockets. He opened the door to his office and as he walked in, he indicated a chair in front of his desk. She sat, waiting for him, waiting for a moment of truth. She suddenly wanted to burst out of the door and run to her car. She’d take a job as a cashier at a grocery store instead of endure this suspense, this silent guillotine that was about to fall on her neck.

He took off his jacket and placed it around the back of his chair. He sat down and looked at her.

“Miss Gold. Sara. We need to talk.”

“So you do remember me.”

He chuckled, “You had the same deer-in-the-headlights look today that you had when I arrested you.”

She allowed herself to smile a little. Then she said, “Detective, I want you to know that I will work very hard here. This job is very important to me, and I need you to know that I will not do anything to jeopardize my position here. I especially don’t want you to feel uncomfortable having me here. I still feel so bad about what happened. I feel like I can’t get beyond it…”

Parker cut her off. “I’m not your confessor. So stop right there. We both have a job to do and I want to talk to you about it. I want to explain why I chose to be your mentor.”

 

[TomOPKs]

Dirk sat on the edge of his desk towering over Sara seated in a chair in front of his desk.

He stared down at her knowing that she was probably a bit intimidated by him. After all he had arrested and interrogated her not too long ago. The best part was when he took her little hands in his and took her fingerprints. That was the first time that he had ever done that with a perp and felt something other than the professionalism of his job.

Sara had been going on and on about how important this job was to her and how bad she felt about what she had done. Dirk already figured that she was sorry for what she had done and felt a great deal of remorse so he cut her off telling her that he wasn’t her confessor. This was the time that he was going to have to tell her why he had volunteered to be her mentor.

“Miss Gold, er Sara, I didn’t tell anyone here at the precinct about your little altercation with the law. Since you were never convicted I felt that you deserved a break. However, as your mentor I am going to keep my eye on you. You must prove yourself to me. If there is any question of wrong doing or impropriety with in the context of your job you will be out on your cute little ass faster than you could imagine.” Staring at her he leaned even a bit closer, “do I make myself clear?”

Leaning back and taking a bit lighter of a tone he said, “it will be my job to fill you in on your duties as the civilian liaison here at our station house. You will be working closely with witnesses and victims making sure that they are treated well. For a while we will be working very closely together. I hope that that won’t be a problem.”

 

[FriskyForest]

One thing about Detective Dirk Parker; he was very commanding. Sara suddenly felt glad that she didn’t commit a major crime. When he leaned into her and asked, “…do I make myself clear?” She’d breathed in and whispered, “Yes, Sir,” not daring to say anything more. His voice, those commanding words, it all reverberated within her; it was a sensation she could barely describe, except to say that there was a dull ache between her thighs, a hollow, needing feeling. It was as if he knew the power he had over her, the power those words had on her body. It was as if he were enjoying this situation very much. She let out a breath when he backed away and talked more about the job and his role.

She wanted to smile. He referred to her backside as a “cute little ass,” and the strawberry shortcake she had last night for dessert would probably disagree. She didn’t dare smile, though his statement did make her think that he wasn’t such a hard-nosed kind of guy after all.

Sara wanted to maintain an air of professionalism, so she didn’t let her mind stay on that “cute little ass” thing. Let him lead, she thought, best to let him say and do whatever he wants. My role here is very, very clear.

“Detective,” she began, shifting in her chair, “I will have no problem working closely with you.” She felt a little embarrassed at realizing that she emphasized the word “closely” and hoped he didn’t catch that.

Feeling capable and self-confident, she was eager to use her new graduate degree in counseling psychology with a minor in criminology. She already learned about interacting with witnesses when she interned with the county’s public defender office. She asked Parker about what she should do next. Should she delve into her work with witnesses and victims? She said that she didn’t want to take him away from his regular job, but asked if he’d rather have her observe a few times as he showed her the type of manner in which the department would like things done.

She mentioned that she’d have to get some notebooks, pens, and other supplies, and asked where the supply closet is. At that point, she wished she’d asked Polly the receptionist about this. She still felt a little raw – having been arrested for stealing and now wanting to obtain items from a police station’s supply closet. Then, she remembered his warning. He was going to keep an eye on her.

Sara had a feeling that there would be a lot for her to learn – about proving herself to this man.

 

[TomOPKs]

Dirk cracked just a hint of a smile when Sara replied that she would have no problem working closely with him. His mind wandered momentarily wondering just how close she would like to work with him. From his vantage point sitting on the desk looking down on her he had a wonderful view of her ample breasts. He wondered if she would ever wear anything that would show off some cleavage.

“I’ve read your resume and have no doubt that you will do well with the witnesses and victims that you will encounter. Remember it is your job to take care of them. Find out what there needs are and make them comfortable. Talk with them and keep them from being terrified. You will be scheduling appointments for them with the detectives in this precinct as well as with the district attorney’s staff. You will have a lot to handle and I’m expecting that you will do well. Remember that I am here for to ensure that you do your job well and don’t fail.”

Standing up he said, “let me show you where you can get the supplies you need and then I’ll show you to your desk. If you will follow me.” Dirk lead her to the supply closet. It was a very small room where they kept all the supplies. He opened the door and motioned for her to enter. Following her into the small space he said, “here is everything that you should need.” Leaning over to show her the notebooks and paper and pencils he brushed up against her arm. There wasn’t a lot of space for two people in the supply room so they ended up standing very close to each other. His arm that was between them ended up with his hand on her back.

“Now let me show you to your office.” He gently maneuvered her out of the supply room with his hand still on her back. Once back out in the hall he directed her towards a door that had the words Civilian Liason Officer printed on it. “Here in the next day or two your name will be printed above the title.” He leaned down and opened the door allowing her to enter first. Dirk was enjoying the view of her nicely rounded rear end. She really did have a cute little ass.

“This is your office where you can meet privately with the witnesses and victims you will be dealing with.” There was a large old wooden desk and a big padded swivel chair behind it. There were two chairs directly in front of the desk and a small sofa against the wall. “The door will lock if you are in need of privacy but know that the room itself isn’t completely sound proof so you need to be careful with what you say and how loud you say it.” Dirk ran his hand over the top of the desk saying, “this desk looks like it would fit you just fine.” Hopefully she didn’t pick up on the fact that he was imagining her on the desk with her legs spread waiting to be ravished.

Coming out of his momentary fantasy Dirk looked at Sara “now do you have any questions. If not I have some work to do and you could get your office set up the way you like it.”

 

[FriskyForest]

I bet you’d fit just fine…inside me. That thought darted through her mind when he put his hand on the desk and said it’d be a good fit for her. A simple movement of his hand on that desk created an obsessive thought. She fought to keep from giggling by wondering how that hand would feel between her breasts, all over them, on the nipples. Stop, girl, will you stop?

But her mind drifted back to his hand. His hand on her new desk. His hand on her back. Oh it felt good. Very good. Warm, strong. Without thinking, she blurted out, “I liked your hand on my back in the supply room. If I ever have an itch back there, I’ll have to come find you.” Oh God, why did I say that? What could he be thinking? Then again, did I imagine it, or did he seem more than interested when he had that hand on my desk? She wasn’t sure, but she thought she noticed him slowly moving his hand, almost emphatically, as if making a point.

“I don’t have any questions,” she said quickly, “What I’d like to do now is look through some case files, and then make up my own filing system. But first, I’d like to tell Polly to let me know when a witness or crime victim is here. That way, I can approach the person as opposed to having him or her look for me. When you’re in a stressful situation, the last thing you can do is think clearly enough to ask for a liaison or look for an office. I should introduce myself to the officers and detectives who work here.”

Just talking about her job made her happy to get to work. She knew that Parker wanted to get to work, too. Before she could let him go, she had to ask one more thing. “Detective Parker, where can I get a flash drive? I’d like to keep confidential files on it. Is there a technical services department here? And, I’m sorry. That ‘would you scratch my back comment’ was inappropriate of me.”

 

[TomOPKs]

Dirk was ready to leave her to get back to his work. “I recommend that you go around and introduce yourself to all the different detectives and the desk sergeant you already know. He will be the one you will deal with the most. Noting happens in this precinct without him knowing about it. Either he or the individual detectives will come to you when there is a witness or victim that would need your services.”

“You will need to go to the computer tech’s office upstairs to requisition a computer. He will be able to set you up with a flashing drive. Oh and for your information I didn’t find your comment about scratching your back inappropriate at all.” With a sly smile he added, “any time you get an itch you just tell me where and I’ll scratch it.”

Dirk gave her a wink as he was walking out her door. He thought that if she could be playful in a flirty sort of way then two could play that game. Oh how he would love to scratch her itch. “You know where my office is if you ever need me for anything. I’m off to get back to my work. Good luck settling in.”

 

[FriskyForest]

And there you have it. Oh my. She couldn’t hide the grin on her face even when she shyly lowered her head. He had to have seen her broad smile. So there it was, out in the open; her thoughts, her fantasies, surely his thoughts, displayed like a delectable buffet, waiting to be devoured. Something will happen. Something exciting will happen.

He’s such a devil, she thought, making that comment about scratching my itch anytime, smiling, winking, and then leaving the office – and leaving me with more fantasies. Just as she decided to wear her low-cut royal blue shirt tomorrow to work, she pushed away that thought and got down to work.

She met with the desk sergeant and the others in the precinct. Right away, those above her were impressed with how capable she was. As she was gathering knowledge from various people, a victim came into the station and met with the desk sergeant. She took over and spoke to the woman quietly. The woman, who seemed grateful that someone was there to listen, followed Sara to her office. After about 20 minutes, her hysteria calmed, the woman was able to meet with Detective Parker. After the detective ushered the woman out of Sara’s office, Sara got her files together, organized her office, and visited the technical services department to get that flash drive.

By the end of the day, she was aching to get home and lay out that blue shirt. She walked by Parker’s office, slowed down, touched his closed door, moaned a little, and then chuckled to herself for moaning, and then walked away. She wanted to say good bye to him, but he was interviewing a suspect. She decided to go back to her office to wait awhile so she could get a chance to say good bye to him. There was no way she’d leave the station without seeing him. Hmm, she thought, my thigh is itching...

 

[TomOPKs]

Dirk made the comment about scratching her itch and there is was a really big smile like she got what he was implying. He didn’t want to linger after saying that, let her think about what he had said. He knew exactly what itch he would like to scratch. Being a versital type of guy he could either scratch it with his fingers, tongue or maybe even his rock hard member.

Later in the day a female victim of spousal abuse came into the precinct and met with Sara. Finally after getting her calmed down and taking down the preliminary information she was handed off to Det. Parker. Dirk sat down with the woman to take her statement and began to develop a course of action. It was getting near the end of the day when the woman finally left the precinct with instructions as to what she should do if there was any further complaint.

As Dirk gathered up his papers for the day he started thinking about what he might have for dinner. It was always so hard to figure out what to fix for just one. That and it was really kind of lonely eating alone. Then he wondered what Sara would be doing for dinner. What ever it might be he knew that she would make a wonderful dessert.

Sara’s office was on the way out maybe he would stick his head in and see how her day had gone. Looking at his watch he figured that she would have already left work. With his paper organized Dirk snapped off the light to his office and headed down the hall. Sara’s door was just barely open and there was a light on. He stopped at her door and knocked gently and entered without hearing her.

 

[FriskyForest]

OOC I'm mentioning hoagies, cheese steaks, and Wawa. I just found out that Wawa is a mid-Atlantic States-peculiar shop. It's like a "Quicky Mart," with food, sodas, OTC meds. Are hoagies and cheese steaks called something else where you are?

IC: Sara was finishing up in her little office. She sat on the sofa and looked through the case file for the woman she saw today. Sara felt that she took away the desk sergeant’s thunder earlier when she approached the woman, practically taking over while the desk sergeant was in mid-sentence. Sara apologized later, blaming herself for being new and wanting to make a good impression. He was very nice about it, but just to endear herself more to him, she went to Wawa during her lunch break and picked up two coupons for hoagies. He was thrilled and said that he and wife would really enjoy this. She was happy about that. She also wondered what it was like to share hoagies with someone, instead of eating alone as she was used to doing.

She decided to stop thinking about her loneliness and instead focused on the case file. She hoped that Dirk was able to talk to that woman. I hope she was able to calm down and talk about what happened, Sara thought.

Just then, she heard a little knock. She looked up and there was Dirk Parker, oh, so handsome, so sexy.

“Hey Boss! Can you sit with me for a while?”

He’s sitting next to me, she thought. He’s next to me. She talked to him about the spousal abuse case. As she held out the file to show him, she let her fingers touch his. She wondered if he wasn’t studying the case file. I mean, she definitely wasn’t. She kept fantasizing about him putting aside the file and demanding, “Did you steal anything today, young lady? You did? I’ll have to deal harshly with you.” She also fantasized that her punishment, whatever punishment he deemed necessary, would end with him pulling her into an embrace on the sofa, then his body on top of hers. She delighted in the thought of the hardness between his legs…

She looked up from her fantasy and did a double-take. He was watching her. She was quiet for a moment and then decided to take a risk.

“Detective, um, Dirk. Would you like to stop by my home this evening? I thought we could discuss cases and maybe you might like to have dinner. There’s a pizza place just up the street from me and they deliver. You like cheese steaks?”

 

[TomOPKs]

As Dirk entered Sara’s office he saw that she was sitting on the couch with a file on her lap. She looked up and with a smile said, “hey Boss! Can you sit with me for a while?” [/B]“Sure I was just getting ready to leave and don’t have any place in particular to go. What have you got there?” He sat down next to her maybe a little closer than he should have, his thigh brushed against hers. They were talking about the spousal abuse case from earlier in the day then for some reason Sara became preoccupied in thought.

Dirk sat there staring at her face. Soon she looked up and acted surprised when she saw that he was watching her. He wasn’t sure but he thought that he noticed her blush. “Well Sara, you were deep in thought about something, care to share with me what was on your mind or as they say a penny for your thoughts?”

She didn’t immediately answer his question but then asked him if he would like to stop by her place for dinner and they could discuss the case. Dirk smiled at her and put his hand on her thigh. “Sara, I would love to come over to your place for dinner. However, I try not to take my work home with me if at all possible. I’m sure we could find something to discuss much more interesting than this case. Oh and you didn’t answer my question, just now you were deep in thought almost like you were day dreaming, care to share with me what was on your mind?”

 

[FriskyForest]

He put his hand on her thigh and said he wanted to come to dinner. She was in ecstasy. But what should she do at that point? She couldn’t grab him and kiss him now; she’s his underling and this was their workplace. Of course, if something were to happen, no one would know. She wanted him to take the lead. She wanted to feel overpowered. She put the file down and placed her hand on his. Staring into his blue eyes, she began to tell him the fantasy she had. She lifted his arm and put it around her shoulder as she moved even closer to him. She looked into his eyes and said, “You really want to know what I was thinking, huh? Ok.”

“Um…” She started to giggle. “I was thinking that you’d come in and ask if I stole anything today, and that I’d say ‘yes’ and you’d punish me…somehow…I don’t know how. I didn’t think about how…then when you were finished punishing me…in whichever way you chose…I imagined you pushing me gently onto my back on the sofa and then…you’d…be on top of me…um…Detective…Sir.” She took a breath and said, “Ohhh my. I’m a little embarrassed. But you asked. So I just had to tell you.”

She immediately explained that she didn’t steal anything, but that it was part of the little fantasy she was having.

“Fuck me, Dirk. Fuck me good and hard.” She jerked back quickly. She stared at him. “Oh, Dirk. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. It just came out. I didn’t mean it. I mean, I did mean it, but I mean…Oh Dirk…Detective…you’re not going to arrest me for sexual harassment, are you? Oh jeez, I can’t believe I said it out loud!” She started chuckling and explaining that she laughs when she gets nervous. All in all, she was glad she let him know that she wanted him. She blushed furiously, but didn’t care.

 

[TomOPKs]

Dirk jumped up in total shock. He reached down and grabbed her by the upper arm and pulled her to a standing position. With his hand still gripping her arm tight he looked her straight in the eyes and in a very commanding and stern voice said, “I don’t believe you just said that. Here at the work place? You could get us both fired. So you were day dreaming about me punishing you. Well young lady you are going to get the punishment that you deserve but not here. Lucky for you it is quitting time. Here what you are going to do. Drive straight home and when you get there you are going to take off all your clothes and then kneel just inside the front door. Leave it unlocked and I will be by very soon to administer the punishment you so deserve.” He turned and walked out of her office without allowing her to respond.

He left the building immediately not wanting to run into Sarah when she left. He would see just how much she was into her fantasy. He couldn’t believe what she had said right there in her office. Sure the thought of fulfilling her fantasy was a turn on but not there at the work place. He took his job too seriously for that kind of nonsense.

Dirk knew where Sara lived from her resume. He drove home quickly and took a fast shower and shave. Then he put on a mesh t-shirt and some cargo shorts leaving off his boxers to go commando. He had given her plenty of time to get home and follow his instructions. Then he gave her even more time to be there in front the door naked on her knees waiting. Finally he pulled up in front of her place and walked to the door. As he reached for the door knob he wondered if it would be unlocked and if it was would Sara be kneeling naked in front of him when he entered.

Dirk turned the knob and the door opened….

 

[FriskyForest]

She was there. She was right behind the door where he demanded she be waiting for him. As he directed, she had no clothes on and was kneeling, her knees spread a little. She had her hands behind her back, her left wrist clasped in her right hand. To her, it was a gesture of submission; if her hands were in front of her, she could use them to stop him from whatever he would do. Maybe this posture would make it seem like she was sorry. Her eyes still had traces of tears from earlier when he walked out of the office. She’d been crying when he left.

Sara did not expect him to be so angry. She looked at him with shock when he grabbed her arm. She didn’t even notice how much her arm hurt until after he practically slammed the door on his way out.

Why did I say that to him? We were at work – and it was only my first day, she thought. He told her earlier that the door wasn’t sound proofed. Someone could have heard her; the desk sergeant, the HR guy, the captain who is in charge of all the officers and detectives. Oh she really messed up. She deserves his wrath. She deserves whatever he’s going to do to her.

When she got home, she took a shower as if to wash away her sins. She put on a rose-scented body spray that she hoped would excite his senses enough not to hurt her too severely. But deep down, Sara knew she couldn’t appease him. She knew she was going to get it, and get it good, and probably hard, too.

What was taking him so long? It hurts being on my knees like this, she thought. She was strangely excited, too. Soon, they’d be alone. Soon, his body would be near hers, his hands would be on her. Though she didn’t know what he’d do with his hands or if they’d have some kind of implement or weapon in them, she still thought about him, just him, with her that night.

As she was trying to figure out whether her excitement outweighed her misery, the door opened…

 

[TomOPKs]

Dirk opened the door and stepped inside. There was Sara right in front of him on her knees naked as instructed. Closing the door behind him he turned to look at her. “Oh very nice. From where I am standing you have a very lovely body.” He held both of his hands out in front of her indicating that he wanted her hands in his. Once her hands came around from behind her and were laid in his he squeezed them gently and pulled her to a standing position.

At 5’2 and bare feet her eyes were just about level with his chest. He took his hand and lifted her chin so that she was looking up at him. “Sara, I am sorry that I grabbed you by the arm this afternoon. I hope that I didn’t hurt you. It’s just that you surprised me when you verbalized your fantasy so shall we say graphically. I will tell you that I am flattered but also just a bit angry that you would jepordize our jobs by pulling a stunt like that. You know that you are going to have to be punished for that don’t you?”

Dirk looked around the front room and his eyes fell on the sofa with a coffee table in front of it. He walked over and carefully moved the coffee table away from the sofa. Then he sat down right in the middle.

“Sara, I want you to come over here and lay down on the sofa over my lap. I am going to give you one dozen swats to your bare ass as punishment for what you did at work. But before you lay down though I want to know is your pussy all wet and excited? I want you to cup your amazing tits in your hands and play with your nipples. Pull on them and twist them between your fingers. Since you obviously had sex on your mind I figure that it only fair that I let you take care of some of that desire yourself.”

 

[FriskyForest]

She looked at him thoughtfully and said, “Fire and ice…” She looked at his face, smiled, let her eyes drop to his knees, and then slowly looked up again. “Fire and ice…yeah.” She could imagine the bewildered look on his face while she said, “I’ll be right back.” She went to get a cup of ice and a burning candle in a crystal holder. She put these on her coffee table and lay down on the floor between the table and the sober detective. She moaned a little, smiled, and sighed. She suddenly reached for a cushion from the couch and placed it under her head.

Sara took the candle, tilted it over her body, and allowed the hot wax to drip on one nipple. She arched her back and threw her head deep into the cushion. She drew short, heavy breaths as she dripped wax onto her other nipple. Again, she moaned and arched her back. “Oh…oh…” she said as she brought her hand down toward her upper thighs. Spreading her legs slowly, and pushing the folds of skin across her vagina, she dripped more wax between, on her clitoris. She blew out the candle and moaned, “Oh! Oh God…ohhh…God.” She again threw her head into the cushion.

She looked at him and whispered, “Now I’m wet and hot.” She replaced the candle in its holder on the coffee table and reached for the ice. She rubbed an ice cube on her nipples, letting some of the water drip on her body. She then applied the ice cube on her clitoris, to soothe the burning. Looking at Dirk, she licked the cube, and sucked it into her mouth before putting it back in the cup.

“I like this better than pulling and twisting; that would hurt too much,” she said, half whispering. “And yes, it did hurt a little when you grabbed my arm, but I was more upset that you were so angry. You don’t seem as angry now…Oh boy. Ok. I can breathe better now…hey Sweetheart…you don’t really have to punish me. I must be forgiven by now. Let’s forget the silly spanking. Just let me lie here while I recover. I’m weak and compliant right now…that means you can do whatever you want to me…”

She slowly sat up, put her hand on his leg and moved her hand up his thigh and inside his shorts.

“Hmm,” she said with a smile, “You’re not wearing anything under there.” She rested her head against his knee, kissing both knees and offering little licks, while rubbing the smooth skin behind his legs.

 

[TomOPKs]

Sara stood before his and said, “fire and ice.” Dirk had no idea what she was referring to. Then she excused herself and then came back into the front room with a glass of ice and a burning candle in a crystal holder. She set the two items on the coffee table and then laid down on the floor between him and the table. Then she put on quite a sensual show first by dripping candle wax on her nipples and clit. Then rubbing ice over her nipples and cooling the heat on her clit.

After this incredible display of an awesome sexuality she started in that maybe by now she was forgiven and would surely not need a spanking. She even lied there suggesting that in her weak and compliant state that she was in he could do whatever he wanted to her. That was a very heady thought. For at this moment he would have loved to strip down and mount her right there on the floor. Her little escapade with the candle and ice had gotten him very excited. Dirk’s cock had stiffened a great deal creating a sizable bulge in the front of his shorts.

When she sat up and ran her hand up under his shorts she learned very quickly that he wasn’t wearing any underware. With her head on his knees she kept her hand up under his shorts rubbing the smooth skin of his upper thigh.

“Yes Sara you can tell that I am not wearing anything under my shorts and I’m sure you realize that with this amazing display of sexuality you have gotten me very excited. I have no doubt that before the night is through that I will in fact have my way with you. But that does not change the fact that you were a very bad girl at the precinct this afternoon and you surely deserve to be punished for your actions.” He reached down with both hands under her arms and lifted her off the floor.

With feigned resistance he pulled her naked body over his lap putting his left hand flat on the middle of her back holding her down. His right hand slid lightly over her nicely rounded ass cheeks. “You have a lovely ass. Oh it is so nice and round.” His fingers eased down between her legs and caressed her moist slit. “Hmmm I think that little demonstration with the candle and the ice has gotten you more than just a little excited. That should make the spanking you are about to receive all the more interesting.”

Then he raised his hand and without warning brought it down swiftly onto her right ass cheek with a resounding slap causing her to gasp. “Since this is your punishment I want you to count each and every swat to ensure that you get the prescribed amount and not any more.” His middle finger slipped down between her lips again and delved deeper between her lips encountering her wet pussy. Hooking his finger he scooped a good deal of her cream and proceeded to rub it onto her rosebud. “Sara, I didn’t hear you!”

 

[FriskyForest]

No amount of ice or fire could soothe the throbbing ache between her thighs. Something primal was begging, “I want…I want…I want…” Her thoughts were interrupted by Dirk’s strong arms, his hands lifting her up and over his lap. OH! His hand came down on her backside – the right. She knew that he’d alternate…left, right, left…and so on. And as he was positioning her on his lap, carefully fitting her ass on his right thigh, allowing her breasts to fall over his left, she knew she’d be asked to count out each spank.

Sure enough, she had to say it, “Oh! One.” He made it clear that she was too quiet and had to be louder. “One!” she cried. She felt his thumb on her clitoris, softly rubbing. She panted and lifted her head a little, spreading her legs, curling her toes. “Two!” There was the next one. His hands were so warm, so strong, and so painful. She was immediately sorry for having begged him to fuck her right there in the office.

She’d been afraid of what he might use on her. And when she saw that he didn’t have anything with him, she’d been so sure that if he used his hands, it wouldn’t be so bad. She was wrong. The stinging, cold slaps became hot. Each slap made her jump.

“Three!” She spread her arms out and stretched her hands. She looked up at him and pleaded, “Please…please.” His finger once again found its way to her clitoris and into her hot, wet, “Four!” Her shallow breaths at that moment were the only sounds in her home.

He stopped. No more? He said she’d get a dozen, but he seemed to have just stopped at four. She turned around on her back, looking at him, waiting for him to put his fingers in her again.

She panted, looking at him, pleaded, “Please…please…touch…” His face was like stone. She thought she caught his slight, self-satisfied grin before she closed her eyes and moaned. Sure that he was finished with the spanking, she reached up along his arms, took his face in her hands, and brought her mouth to his. He obviously would have none of that.

 

[TomOPKs]

After 4 smacks of her wonderfully rounded ass her cheeks started to take on a nice rosy hue. His hand lay gently on her ass. Apparently Sara had thought that the punishment was over as she reached up to his face and pulled herself up to his their lips touching. “What do you think you are doing? Your punishment is not through. You were not told that you could get up. Tell me Sara do you have a vibrator in your nightstand beside your bed?” The young girl nodded her head in the affirmative. “Good, I want you to get up and go get in and return back right where you are. Be quick or I might just have to add to your punishment.”

Sara was gone for what only seemed like a moment when she came back with a pink 6” hard plastic vibrator. Dirk held out his hand to take it from her while he took hold of her arm and pulled her back down over his lap. “Now let’s see we are a third of the way done. It appears from your tone that you might be getting a certain amount of pleasure from the spanking. Well we can certainly work with that.” Dirk twisted the end cap of the vibrator causing it to come to life whirring between his fingers. Carefully he moved the vibrator down between her legs forcing them apart with his hands. Then he ran the tip of the vibrator between her swollen and bright red lips. Finally he found her fuck hole and slid the vibrator up inside her dripping pussy.

Then without warning he raise his hand and brought it down swiftly on her right ass cheek. He waited to hear her count the stroke. While she was writhing around on his lap.

 

[FriskyForest]

“Oh! Five!” She breathed in sharply, feeling stupid for thinking her punishment would be over. He said she’d get 12, and he meant what he said. She had the audacity to try to pull him into an embrace and he looked at her sternly and asked what she thought she was doing and then added that he wasn’t through with her punishment. When he asked to see her vibrator, all she could do was nod weakly. He took her arm in his strong hand and lifted her up and commanded her to get the toy. She was surprised she could walk; she was weak, her rear end ached, and she had a heaviness within her that craved to be filled.

Dirk was in total control of her. He held out his hand for the vibrator, again taking a strong hold of her arm, and lifting her back onto his lap, her bottom facing him, where he delivered the fifth slap. There on his lap, she felt the cold, plastic vibrator being inserted inside her. She felt the vibration.

“Six!” We’re halfway there, she thought. “I’m sorry for being bad in the office…I’m sorry for being bad in the office!” She writhed on his lap, trying not to reach an orgasm, no, not yet. Not yet. She wanted him inside her. She wanted the spanking to be over so she could enjoy him, really, truly enjoy him.

“Seven!” Completely overpowered. Her free choice was taken away. She suddenly wondered if he brought his handcuffs. She giggled a little and then was sorry for that because she knew he’d ask why she was giggling. Talking was a little difficult right now, and knowing him, he’d probably delay the spanking again to he could cuff her wrists. She lifted her head slightly, stared straight, and let out short breaths while feeling the vibrations deep, deep inside. “Ohhh…no…I…want…no…” She wasn’t making any sense at all. She could envision that grin on his face. He was enjoying her agony. Oh, she didn’t want him to stop, mind you, but she was in an agony.

“Eight!” For some strange reason, she thought of the cuffs again, and couldn’t help giggling.

 

[TomOPKs]

Dirk stopped after eight and with one hand caressed her bright red ass cheeks and with the other he took the end of the vibrator that was purring up inside of her pussy and started to pull it out but then slid it right back in. Thus establishing a rhtym. Hearing her giggle he responded in a very authoritative voice, “is there something funny about getting your ass spanked? Maybe I need to be spanking you a bit harder? Perhaps you don’t appreciate the graveness of this situation."

Sara was practically panting as she lay out across his lap. At times it seemed like she was trying to say something but she was never making any sense. Her body was squirming on top of him as he fucked her with her vibrator. By now Dirk had gotten fully erect and his hard member was trapped inside of his pants. He was certain that Sara could feel his erection through his pants as she lay waiting for the remainder of her punishment.

“Well now only 4 to go.” He shoved the vibrator back deep in her pussy and left it there. Then suddenly came the next swat down hard on her bright red ass cheek.

 

[FriskyForest]

“No Sir, nothing at all,” she cried, “Nothing funny about your punishment!...Niiiine! Owwww!” The vibrator went in and out, in and out. Oh, this was serious. He was really angry. He wasn’t kidding around. With this realization, she knew that the last three would hurt more than a whip. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry for laughing. I’m sorry for saying what I said in the office! Please. I can’t take anymore. Please!”

She could definitely feel his erection. She just wanted him to stop spanking so she could relieve his hard-on with her mouth. But she knew that as she pled for his mercy she wouldn’t get any.

“Ten!” She could feel her own orgasm rising and rising. No. Don’t. No. Not now. “Eleven!” She could feel pressure against her clitoris and then she finally exploded, lifting her head, opening her mouth, closing her eyes, reaching around and grabbing his left arm, she came with a force that almost knocked her unconscious. She lay limp over his lap, crying and breathing heavily. “Twelve,” she whimpered. That got him angry, and he slapped the back of her head as he would an unruly suspect just to hear her shout the last number.

She lay there, quietly, feeling his stiff, wooden cock, still wanting it inside her. She was worn out, but she could be pretty insatiable. She knew better than to move without him directing her to do so, so she just stayed where she was, her eyes closed.

 

[TomOPKs]

Dirk was pretty sure that right at the eleventh smack to her bare ass she went over the top and her orgasm wracked through her whole body. She reached back and grabbed his arm her body going completely ridged then she went limp. Her breathing was still heavy and ragged. Then the twelfth and final smack. She was barely able to utter twelve till she was reprimanded for not speaking up.

She lay there across his body waiting for him to make the next move. Dirk took hold of her shoulders and lifted her up while turning her towards him. In this position she was sitting on his lap facing him. He took his hand and pulled the vibrator from her pussy. “Well I trust that you had an incredible orgasm. I’m sure that you can feel my hardness under your ass. So now I have to ask the question just what do you intend to do about it?”

Her chest was still rising and falling rapidly with her heavy breathing. Her face and the upper part of her chest were a nice shade of red. His fingers slid between her legs and in between her lips which were now dripping with her juices. “I hope that you have learned that you can’t act and say inappropriate things while we are at work. If you do want me to fuck you all you have to do is let me know and I will be happy to oblige you but not during work hours. Is that understood?” He took her chin in his hand and turned her face upwards toward his. “Is that understood?