Serve and protect

I pulled Katalin over for speeding, but when the blonde reached for her license she came up empty. That was all I needed. I snapped my handcuffs on her wrists, bent her over the hood of her car, and yanked her skirt up. Her big, round ass filled my view. She glanced back, nervous, but she didn’t fight. I spanked one cheek, watched it jiggle, then shoved my fingers between her thighs. She was wet already. With my free hand I worked my own belt open, freed the strap-on I kept ready for nights like this. I pressed the tip to her slick folds, leaned down until my lips brushed her ear, and whispered that I was about to serve and protect in my own way. Then I drove the strap deep inside her, pinning her cuffed hands to the warm metal while her ass rocked back to meet every thrust. The engine ticked, the sun blazed, and Katalin moaned like she’d been waiting for this arrest all day.