This Is War - Chapter 39 – Punish Me, Officer #2
I knelt on the ground. Luckily we’d pulled off onto a grassy shoulder so that I didn’t have to kneel on the pavement.
He unzipped his pants and pulled his cock free.
It was just like I remembered: 9 inches of rock-hard perfection.
Only this time, it was way better. Because unlike at the museum, I could now see the man that it was attached too.
He stared down at me like he owned me. And while I was handcuffed, he kind of did.
“Here’s how this is going to go,” he said. “If I say lick, you lick. If I say suck, you suck. And if I say choke, you fucking choke. And let me be very clear. You’re going to choke.” He ran his fingers through my hair. “Is that clear?”
“Yes.”
He mollywhopped me with his erection. “Yes what?”
“Yes sir.”
“Good girl.” His harsh expression vanished, and for a split second, Officer Ironside was replaced by the sweet, somewhat awkward Dr. Lyons. “You’re okay with this, right?” he whispered.
I nodded. He was being adorable.
“Of course you are, slut. Now lick.”
Aaaand…Officer Ironside is back. I didn’t mind, though. I was kind of digging Ironside. Actually, I was really digging Ironside. His filthy words had me soaking wet.
I flicked my tongue out against his tip. I expected his precum to be salty like it had been when I’d blown him at the museum, but it was surprisingly sweet. It was almost too sweet. Almost . I swirled my tongue around to get more of the sweet liquid and then leaned in and licked down his shaft.
“Suck.”
I opened up and took him into my mouth. I slowly drew in a breath, just in case he was being super literal about the whole suck command.
He groaned as I worked my tongue around him.
“Are you sorry for what you’ve done?” he asked.
I nodded and said a muffled, “Yes sir.” The motion pushed his cock towards the back of my throat.
“And do you promise to never do it again?”
I nodded again.
“I didn’t quite get that,” he said.
I nodded more and took him into my throat. My gag reflex kicked in. I had no choice but to pull back. Surprisingly, he pulled back too.
“I didn’t tell you to choke yet. We’ll get to that. But not until your boyfriend wakes up. I want him to see my cock bulging in your throat.”
I nervously glanced at Cole. He was still slumped over in the front seat.
“I’ll tell you what,” said Ironside. “I believe that you’re sorry. So I’m going to be generous with your punishment.”
“Please say you’re going to fuck me.” God, I needed it. This entire day had been one giant tease. If he didn’t fuck me, I was going to spontaneously combust.
“That depends,” he said. “Your boyfriend is going to wake up any second. And when he does, you have one simple task: make him jealous as hell. If you can get him to honk the horn before I cum, then I’ll bend you over that hood and fuck you harder than you’ve ever been fucked.”
What the hell? Where did he come up with this kinky shit? “And if I can’t get him to honk?”
“Then I’m going to cover you in so much cum that you’ll look like the glazed donut I ate for breakfast. How does that sound?”
“Delicious,” I said with a wink. Especially if it tastes as sweet as his precum. And then a thought occurred to me. When I’d jokingly made three wishes with Tanner, I’d wished for cum to taste like cookies. Was that why Dr. Lyons’ cum was so sweet?
Of course not. Because Tanner wasn’t a genie. He was just a jerk.
“Looks like your boyfriend is waking up,” said Ironside. “Let’s see how jealous you can make him.” He put his hands behind his back and thrust his hips slightly towards my face.
Fuck Cole. This wasn’t about making him jealous.
I didn’t care what he thought. This was about me and Dr. Lyons.
And I was about to give Dr. Lyons the best damned blowjob he’d ever had.
It would just be icing on the cake when Cole got pissed and honked the horn.
Because then I’d get what I really craved.
I looked up at Officer Ironside as I leaned back in. But instead of getting right to sucking, I took my time exploring all 9-inches of his thick cock. The more I licked, the more he pushed his hips towards me.
Eventually he couldn’t take it anymore.
“Suck,” he demanded.
I slowly parted my lips, applying just the right amount of pressure as I took his shaft into my mouth. Slowly. Oh so slowly. I was only halfway down his length when his cock pressed against the back of my throat.
“I bet you wish your hands weren’t cuffed so you could touch yourself.”
I moaned. I desperately wanted that.
“Just imagine how good my cock is going to feel buried inside of you.”
I wanted more. I wanted to jam him all the way down my throat and keep him there until I couldn’t fucking breath. But I wasn’t allowed to choke. Yet.
I pulled back and snuck a glance at Cole.
Why hadn’t he honked yet? After seeing him attack Dr. Lyons a few minutes ago, I thought for sure Cole would be freaking the fuck out.
It wouldn’t have surprised me if he tried to tear the steering wheel out of the car so that he could come try to fight him again.
Instead of freaking out, though, he was just calmly sitting there playing on his phone.
No, not playing. People didn’t hold their phones perfectly vertically when they were playing. They held them like that when they were taking pictures. Or filming.
Oh fuck. No!
I’d starred in a sex tape before, and my dick of an ex-husband had blackmailed me with it to take everything from me in our divorce. I wasn’t eager to repeat that. Especially not with Cole being the one in control of the footage.
“Are you really going to let him film us?” I asked.
“If he wants a record of me facefucking his girlfriend, that’s his problem. Although it does seem like you’re gonna have to try a little harder if you want to make him jealous.”
Damn it!
I looked back at Cole. And he winked at me. He freaking winked at me! And then he had the audacity to give me a thumbs up.
Oh, it’s on.
I fake-smiled at Cole and sucked Ironside again. With my head turned to face Cole, his cock bulged in my cheek. Come on…honk the horn. I turned back to Ironside and started blowing him faster and faster, my head bobbing up and down.
“You like sucking my cock while your boyfriend watches?” asked Ironside.
“Mhm,” I moaned against his cock.
“I’m not sure he’s gonna honk. Which is a shame, because I want nothing more than to destroy your tight little pussy.”
I pulled back and locked eyes with him. “Then do it.”
“Maybe. But first, it’s time for you to choke.” He grabbed the back of my head and yanked me onto his cock. It only went halfway down at first, but then he pushed my head down. The change in angle allowed his cock to fill my throat.
Holy shit. My gag reflex tried to push him out, but his hands were stronger.
I couldn’t breathe. But I didn’t fucking care.
I just wanted more. I leaned in further until my nose pressed into his flesh.
All 9 inches of him were buried in my throat.
And all I could think about was how this would feel in my pussy. I needed him to fuck me.
“Oh fuck,” he groaned.
He let me go far too soon. I gasped for air, but only so that I’d be able to deepthroat him again.
“Have you ever sucked your boyfriend like this?”
“Never,” I said. And I never would, because Cole was a stupid asshole. Who wouldn’t freaking honk the horn!
After that, I pulled out all the stops. I sucked, I licked, I choked again. My eyes were watering and saliva was dripping down my chin, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to be fucked.
I deepthroated him again, trying desperately to get Cole to honk the horn. But all it did was make Ironside groan again.
He grabbed the top of my head and pushed me off of him as he began stroking himself with his other hand.
“Don’t cum yet,” I started to say, but I only got half the words out before his whole body shook and his cum exploded into my mouth. It was just as sweet as his precum. Actually, it was sweeter. Cloyingly sweet. But it was still a million times more delicious than any cum I’d ever tasted.
I swallowed some down as he filled my mouth with more. And more. With my hands cuffed behind my back, I just had to sit there and take it. And I loved every fucking second of it. But God, I wished he’d done that inside me instead. Because I was seriously desperate for his cock.
A horn blared through the air.
Are you fucking kidding me?! Now he honks the horn? Now?!
I turned to glare at Cole as more cum splashed onto my cheeks.
More and more and more. He hadn’t been kidding about glazing me like a donut.
By the time he was finished, lines of cum crisscrossed from my nose to my tits.
And a little on my dress. Like a gentleman, he had completely avoided my eyes.
Which was one of the many reasons why I was sure he was a better choice than Cole.
Dr. Lyons could talk dirty and he still knew to never cum in a girl’s eyes. It was the perfection combination.
If it had been Cole that had me on my knees, I was 100% sure he would have blasted me right in the eye. And then he’d have one of his friends pop out from nowhere to get my other eye.
Yeah, fuck him. And fuck him for not blowing that horn sooner. But he did honk the horn. Did that mean…?
“He honked the horn,” I said. “That means you have to fuck me.”
“Actually, that was them.” Ironside hooked his thumb towards the street. A pair of taillights slowly faded into the dark night.
Oh my God. Some random people had just seen me get absolutely drenched in cum. And to make matters worse, Cole was still filming.
Officer Ironside hauled me to my feet and undid my cuffs. “I hope you’ve learned your lesson.”
“I haven’t.” I dragged my finger across my cheek and then licked the cum off of it. “I probably need to be punished more.”
He leaned in and whispered, “Believe me, I want to. But our first time isn’t going to be on the side of the road in front of some other guy. You deserve so much more than that.”
I looked up at him. He was so sweet. What guy cared about that sorta thing? Any other guy in the Society would have gladly taken me right on the hood of Cole’s car without a second thought. But Dr. Lyons was different.
He pulled a key from his pocket and pressed it into my palm. It looked just like the key with the dice symbol that Cole had given me during my first visit to Club Onyx. But this one had a handcuff symbol etched into it.
“I’ll be waiting for you.” He stepped back and his eyes darkened. “Now go run back to your boyfriend, slut.” He slapped my bare ass and made me jump a little.
I almost asked if he could take me with him in the cop car, but then I remembered Cole’s video. If I didn’t get back in that car and find a way to delete it, who knew what he’d do with it. Hell, who knew what he’d already done with it? For all I knew, he was livestreaming it on Instagram. Shit!
I pulled my dress down to cover my ass as I went back to the Ferrari.
This was going to be the most awkward car ride of my life.