That was why I was handcuffed in the shitty back seat of a fucking cop car.Years ago, on vacation, I bought a powerstrip, a plastic shoe box, a label ...aker, and a handful of multi-tap plugs. Electronic devices, make that chargers for electronic devices, had taken over the camper. Chargers for laptops, cellphones, shavers, tooth brushes, dvd players, tablets, cameras, ipads and GPS. Times four. Every outlet, every flat surface, was consumed by a charger and a snarl of wire. I cut a hole in the. Being as it was Friday; I skipped lunch and headed home. Perhaps it was a bit of the kid in me that made me feel like I was playing ‘hooky’. I suppose in many ways I just refused to grow up. As soon as I got home, I was out of my work clothes and into my fishing clothes. Now, here I was sitting on a creek bank with a fishing pole clutched in one hand and a cold beer clasped in the other. The fish weren’t biting at all. Hell this was fine with me! At least I wasn’t at work! Things just. ”“Yes, slut. I do believe you will be sorry.”He picked up the pace. The stings coming faster. My flesh crying out. Tears prickling my eyes. The click of the vibrator sounded as he pressed it between my legs onto my pussy. The pleasure of it a relief to the onslaught he just gave me.SWISH. SWISH.SWISH.SWISH. SWISH.SWISH.SWISH. SWISH.SWISH.SWISH. SWISH.SWISH.“You will not disrespect me.”“I will obey, Sir.”SWISH. SWISH.SWISH. SWISH.SWISH. SWISH.SWISH. SWISH.“Your ass is beautiful when it's red.”“I. I leaned to the left and right trying to get a better look but with no luck.As the line inched along and I got closer to boarding the plane, I got a better look at her. She was about five foot, seven inches with a killer body. I was hoping she would be serving me drinks on the plane in that tight pencil skirt. As I boarded, I noticed she had wings on her lapel. She was a pilot. She gave me smile as I boarded the plane and I leaned over and whispered to her quietly, “So, is it true you put.