Mia's Spanking Diary (4 page)

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

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

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

“How can I be sure about that?”

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

“Not good enough, little sub.”

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

“Off the bike, miss.”

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

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

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

“On your tiptoes, miss.”

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

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

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

“B-But you told me to not wear them…”

“I told you?”

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

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

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

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

“Are you ready for your punishment?” 

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

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

I nodded and obeyed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Whack. Whack. Whack.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Smack.

“One, Sir!” I shouted.

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

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

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

Smack. Smack.

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

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

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

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

“Roll over on your back, miss.”

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

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

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

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

“P-Please.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Squeeze my dick with your pussy, Mia.”

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

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

“You like me fucking you, sub?”

“Oh, yes!”

“You want me to keep fucking you?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Did you learn your lesson, miss?”

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

“Roll over on your stomach for me.”

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

“All done. Flip around, miss.”

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

“Lex?”

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

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

****

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

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