The Well-Adjusted And Beautiful Police Lady In Love With Sex, Spanking, And Switching. - Sex Stories

The Well-Adjusted And Beautiful Police Lady In Love With Sex, Spanking, And Switching.

... leave any kind of trail via mail order and card payment, whatever. That’s why I don’t have a cane. The crop comes from an equestrian store. They thought nothing of it when I bought it.”

“Nancy,” I said, “I can fix that. They won’t shoot me or hang me for visiting the store, will they?”

She laughed like crazy. “I’m not bothered to go there, but I can’t because of the job,” replied Nancy.

“Tomorrow I will fix that,” I said. “Is there anything else you would like from there, please?”

Nancy lowered her eyes and said, “Please, I would love a thin vibrator. One of my friends said she loves hers. She’s reticent to say exactly what she does with it, but it comes ‘highly recommended.’”

“Consider it done. Just one thing, please. Where is the place?” I asked.

Nancy explained where it was and it was in a part of town I knew well and which car park to use.

The next lunchtime I went there. In the back room, they had plenty of canes. A thin one about a quarter inch in diameter and a thicker one, about three-eighths inches in diameter, seemed about right. I also bought a light multi-stranded whip with round-section thin strands. It resembled the french martinet.

The girls in the store were used to dealing with male customers, and showed me two examples of a ‘thin vibrator.’ One was about four inches long and the other a little longer. They showed me a ‘bullet’ vibrator. This was new to me. I bought the longer of the two thin ones and the bullet vibrator and paid cash ...

... for the lot.

With my treasure trove disguised in a cardboard tube and hidden in the car boot, I went back to the office. This was a minor risk because company rules allowed security to search your car, but they had never searched my car.

Back at Nancy’s place that Thursday evening, I gave her my little presents! She had never seen a bullet vibrator.

“I wonder about that little one,” I said. “Could it ‘get lost’ inside you?”

She laughed and said, “If it was working when it got lost, I might find out the hard way if too many orgasms could be fatal! But the thin one won’t get lost.”

“John, we must get something to eat. I have had nothing all day. There’s a steak house just one hundred yards down the road. Why don’t we go there, have something quick and easy, and come back for some fun!”

We visited the place and were home within an hour.

Nancy said, “Tomorrow is Friday and I have Saturday and Sunday off for a change. Let’s leave a long session for tomorrow night, please, but let’s try out the canes.”

Nancy got ready in the shower.

“Please, get over my knee and I will give you a hand-spanking warm-up first. It will increase the pleasurable sensations of a caning. Did your father hand-spank you first?” I asked.

“No, he didn’t,” replied Nancy. “He just beat the hell out of me, harder than you did it.”

She got over my knee. Nancy was uninhibited and had parted her legs to allow me full access to her golden botty. I could see it turned her on before I ...