Wordy, lengthy, full of irrelevant observations.I hadn’t been on the force long enough to write up many crime scenes — that was detective-grade wo...k. But, exigent circumstances, I’d written a few. My boss, Louise Finch, gently steered me toward three of Daddy’s write-ups. Terse, to the point, everything relevant.I asked him about it. “Winter, a couple of things, both practical considerations. When you’re writing, you’re not observing.” I learned that Daddy, especially in the most serious cases. "Slave bells?"The woman nodded. "Don't ask me, love. I just sell the stuff." She winked.They were pretty. Elaine agreed to the added purchase and the two women made their way back to the front counter. On a whim Elaine wondered if the store had any lingerie. Maybe she could save a trip to the mall. "Do you have anything like um, appropriate to wear for bed?" We only have fetish wear, honey. Rubber and vinyl stuff, nurse's uniforms, that kind of thing. What were you looking for?" I don't know.. Making him wear a condom was a mistake, there was NO way of out lasting him, and within minutes I was screaming I was about to cum, with that he grabbed my hips ‘you ready to become my personal fuck toy?’ He stated ‘y … Yes’ I just about feebly answered before I started blowing a hot load of cum into the toy screaming ‘I’m cumming’. Grabbing my hair he gave my ass two powerful thrusts to make sure even though I was coming I knew he was in charge. Without giving me a second to recover from my. My own cock was still flaccid then he held out a hand towards me i moved my own hand towards his, he took it and placed it on his cock, i gripped it and started to stroke it as he leaned back against the door enjoying the feeling of being stroked. I moved a little closer to him and he looked at me and placed his hands on my shoulders, a gentle pressure told me that he wanted me on my knees before him and as i knelt i thought of what i was doing and how wrong it was, but then he moved his hips.