Routine Stop
Routine stop
One I threw together for yiffy GP yall never comment on shit anyway, but I hoe you all will enjoy it.
A collie and a German shepherdess. Just yiff, no plot.
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Angela looked into her rear view mirror at the flashing blue lights of the police cruiser behind her. "Ah great" she muttered as she looked for a place to pull over. Fortunately it was night, and this section of road near the high school was seldom used at these hours. She pulled over along side the road followed by the police car. The collie looked for her license and got her registration and insurance out of the glovebox as the officer came up to her window. There was a firm tap on the window and she looked out to be blinded by a maglight light in her face. The collie squinted as she tried to make out the officer, who again tapped on the glass.
"Lower your window ma'am" came a powerful but feminine voice
The collie complied and put out her paperwork for the officer. The light finally moved from her eyes as the officer put the large flashlight under her arm to read the papers. Angela's heart skipped a beat, the officer was a canine, a German shepherd. She was almost completely black except for the tan that gloved her form her elbow to her fingers. She carried the large leather belt with her pistol and handcuffs about a trim waist. Her black uniform shirt and pants were as dark as the shepherdess herself was. And as a tour de force she wore knee high black polished leather boots. Her badge on her shirt and hat glistened as she handed Angela her license and registration back.
You know why I pulled you over? The officer asked as she handed the collie's things back
"No" the collie replied honestly
"This is a twenty-five mile an hour zone Ma'am, I clocked you doing forty-five. That's twenty over"
"What?" the collie exclaimed in disbelief " that's for school hours,.."
"Ma'am, control your tone, if you have a problem,..."
Yes I have a problem!"
Ma'am,..
"No! That's not right, I'm trying to get home, it's late,..
"That's it!" The canine officer opened the collie's car door, "step out of the vehicle ma'am. Now!"
The collie scowled and rolled up her window and locked the door, putting her keys in her pocket as she stepped out. To confront the officer, She turned around with her hand out and accidentally hit across the officer's firm breasts. The collie looked to the irate officer apologetically but had no chance to speak when her wrist was gripped and twisted. She found herself on the hood of the car the officer growling menacingly, "that's assault on an officer! You DO-NOT hit me!"
I'm sorry" Angela squeaked
The police dog put her elbow between the collies shoulderblades, her body covering over the collies, she could almost swear the cop was mounting her in dominance as she grated in her ear, "that's I'm sorry OFFICER, do you got that?"
The collie nodded frightened, yes,. Er yes officer"
That's better the shepherdess sneered, the collie was shocked as she felt handcuffs encircle around each of her slender wrists.
Oh, God no" begged the collie, "please don't arrest me officer, please"
Assault on an authority figure is a serious crime, we cannot allow this sort of thing in our streets and community, I think you have a lesson you need to learn."
The offending collie was then dragged along to the other side of the officers car, out of the road and onto the sidewalk side where she was made to spread out and the shepherded began frisking her. She became aroused at the slim fingers stroking over her body. She gasped involuntarily as the officer gripped her breasts and stroked over them firmly.
"What do you have there?" The rough officer said with a smug tone.
Angela gasped as her breasts were gripped hard around her nipples. Suddenly she felt her shirt open in the back, but it was only supposed to open in the front! She turned her head to see the cop cutting her shirt off with a pair of medic scissors.
"Hey!" she proclaimed as her shirt fell, sliced to uselessness, on the ground, her bare white furred breasts exposed to the chill night. The officer on hearing her slammed her on the hood of the car.
"Let me explain something to you, you have the right to remain silent, let me emphasize the silent part," she growled to the collie. The officer continued to frisk around Angela's waist. Her finger caught on the strap of the collie's panties. The police officer found the other strap and gripped them hard and up. The collie gasped and stood on her tiptoes her mouth agape and ears foreword as the shepherded jerked the pawfull of panties left and right vigorously.
"What have you got in there? The officer demanded. "Why are you so twitchy? Are you tweaking? Are you on drugs? When was the last time you shot up? No just shut up I don't want to hear anything form you, nothing!" she warned grawlingly as she shifted the collies panties left and right.
The poor collie was afraid to even open her mouth to gasp. The canine officer pulled down on the handcuffs not allowing her to fall on the cars hood, but she could not lean back too far for fear of incurring another assault offence form the officer. So she only stood there her head lolling and knees threatening to buckle under her, but that would not be allowed either. So in torment of pleasure she could do nothing but bear it in fear.
Tears leaked form her eyes as she gritted her teeth trying not to make a sound, oh trying to be so silent as her fluids flowed into the fabric of her panties and pants.
Seeing the large wet spot the cop demanded, "what have you got there?"
Nothing" whimpered the collie
"Nothing, what?!" The officer shouted. It was too late, the collie had forgotten to say her title. She knew there would be retribution for her mistake. And it came with her front being thrown on the car, her nipples and breasts pressed to the steel on the cars hood, the fur on her front was warmed slightly by the running engine underneath, the soft vibration of the idling engine under her. But the officer was behind her. The police dog grabbed the cuffs and lifted them painfully, keeping the collie on the hood of the car, immobile.
Angela looked back fearfully as she heard the hiss of the officer's baton being slid form the ring that held it.
The shepherdess gripped the collies tail in with the cuff hand and whacked the disrespectful collie on the butt with her baton.
A blow fell to emphasize each word of her scolding. "law-breakers-like-you-need-to-understand-the-need-for-good-strict-order-to-promote-a-better-more-friendly-society.-one-for-the-greater-good-of-all-that-live.-you-should-respect-those-appointed-to-govern-over-that-edict-and-address-them-correctly!
She looked to the collie who had tears in her eyes. Her breaths coming in ragged gasps.
"Do you understand yet?" the cop asked in a superior tone.
But the collie did not answer she only lay still on the car trembling. The officer hit the collie on her rear again "I asked a question! Do you understand!"
"Yes, officer" the collie murmured weakly.
"Good" she replied coldly, "but now you have soiled yourself and I am not putting you in my car like that.
The collie whimpered as her clothes were cut from her, and found the place her shirt went.
The cop looked admirably on the rich silky coat of the collie and fondled her tender tail a little. "Oh, your in heat," the officer said observing the swollen collie vulva already leaking with her fluids.
"you know, if you keep up your life of disrespect for authority and lawbreaking you will go to jail," the shepherd said as she unfastened her pants.
The collie could not see the fem officer as she put the short handle of her baton inside her own cunny and pulled her pants up and spread her own legs so her pants trapped the baton handle, her new hard black phallus in place she spoke on. " In prison you will become Helga's bitch." She then stuck the batons long part into the heated collie, pulling the handcuffs toward her to push as far as she could into Angela's swollen cunny. "You wanna be Helga's bitch, huh" she shouted at the collie as she used her prosthetic rod to its full potential, the short end inside the officers cunt stroked its ribbed shaft against her clit with every slide into and out of the collie.
Headlights came around the corner. The car doing what every idiot that sees a cop on the side of the road already stopped with someone does, they slowed down. They watched the flashing lights of the patrol car and saw the officer with a nude collie on the hood.
Angry to be interrupted and cop put her legs closed together and slipped the handle from her body and pulled it from the collies cunny and brandished the sex lube glistening weapon at them yelling " you want to go to jail too! Just keep going! Go on!"
The car sped up and was gone with the viciousness of the shepherd's voice. Angry and horney the cop pulled the collie off the car and opened the car door.
"On your knees bitch!" the shepherdess pushed down on the collie's shoulder. Angela watched the last of the car taillights fade form view as she knelt down before the open door. She shepherdess pulled her pants down till her boots would not permit it further. She then sat on the car seat and hooked the handle of her nightstick behind the kneeling collie's head and pulled her foreword, almost tipping her as she forced Angela's muzzle to her velvety black cunny. She was already wet and the red slit was bright and parted for the collie, who only looked up pleadingly at her, and at her tan inner thighs and lower belly framed the reddish fur around her black labia.
The officer shoved Angela's muzzle into her cunny, "you better be nice" the officer said threateningly as she tapped Angela between the ears with her nightstick. But it was a useless threat, the collie's heat was intrigued with the other females scent, she lapped at the officers aroused sex. The cop murred and pet between the collie's ears "ooh good girl" she cooed, suddenly she gasped as the collies nosepad pushed against her hole.
The collie wanted more of the scent, the flavor, she closed her mouth and pressed her tapered muzzle into the shepherd. She let her lips part in the back to breathe as she plowed further into the shepherd's body. She lapped at the fluids, and wiggled her muzzle in the canine's cunt unaware of the screams of the once threatening officer she was now muzzle-fucking. But she wanted deeper, needed for herself to be filled again, pressing into the officer's cunt as if she could reach her own if she went far enough. She wanted to take off the handcuffs and grip the shepherd's hips and drive herself into the canine. To grope and finger her hard ass. But she was bound and wiggling deeper into the dog
Eyes wide and ears perked the officer gripped Angela by the ears and pulled her closer, farther into her. Her needs as great as the estrous flagging bitch between her legs.
Angela lapped randomly until her ears were pulled forcing her deeper, she found the textured place inside the cop's virgina and lapped at it vigorously. The officer wanted to double over as she felt the build up inside her then flung herself back on the seats as she flooded the collie with cum.
Only able to hold her breath so long as she lappet at the cop's explosion she fell back and out of the other dog's cunny
She coughed a few times and looked to the panting officer. She watched the officer reach into a gym bag and pull out a towel to towel herself off mostly, but her fur was now all sticky between her brown haunches.
"Okay, you got out of the ticket" the officer smiled at the collie, her muzzle drenched with cum that left trails down her neck fur and breasts.
"How about a toweling off for me?"
The officer looked at her again, "nah, I like you better like that."
"But you know, I'm afraid we have to go for a little ride now." She said pulling her pants back up.
She then got up and opened the back door and took the collie by the arm and lifted her to her feet. Then guided her to the car and helped her inside. The shepherd turned off her lights and put her car into drive. She relayed her position to her dispatch and drove about to a more secluded aria with the collie, cuffed, in the back seat watching the trees go by.
No sooner than the squad car pulled out a figure leapt up from behind the bushes. A man dressed in black pants and a blue shirt. He was still sporting a softening wood and ran akwardly to where the police car once was. He snatched up the collie's discarded pink panties. With tremoring breath he took them and put them to his nose.
"Mmmm, collie panties"
suddenly aware of his surroundings she bolts into the darkness with his new treasure.
Soon the car stopped in front of a moderately sized house with a nice lawn. Small summer shower droplets fell sporadically.
"Here we are" the cop said as she unlocked the back door and let the collie out. She motioned for the collie to turn around. Angela obeyed and the cuffs were removed.
Angela turned around and hugged the officer, her naked body pressed to the uniformed hound.
"Thanks" she murred into the shepherd's breasts.
The officer chuckled and hugged her back. "You going for another spanking huh,"
The collie stepped back from the officer. "Not tonight" she said still running her tongue over her matted muzzle.
The cop laughed and shook her head. "I'll come back at the end of my shift and we'll go get your car. Now get on into your house before I have to take you in for indecent exposure"
The collie smiled, "later then"
The collie watched as the officer's cruiser drove off in the light rain. She thought about running to the house but the clean feel of the rain through her fur was pleasant, she only stood there in the summer downpour, the water pelting her till she was thoroughly wet. She wandered farther into her yard and sat in the short grass. She sat on the lawn like a neglected dog, in the rain, watching nature wash everything clean, even herself.
She sighed wistfully. As she touched her swollen sex and looked back at the road.