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 Living in the Country Copyright 2002 by The Wraith



   Robert Henderson was patrolling the outlying countryside.  He loved the
solitude of the rustic scenery.  No one bothered him, and he could do
whatever he wanted.  He was the only police in a fifty-mile radius.  He
patrolled until the houses were now almost a half-mile apart, and went out
further into the pasturelands.  Houses out this far were over a mile apart,
and here no one could see what he was planning.  He turned off the main
road onto the secondary, and then turned onto the wide single lanes of the
country, the ones with no lines on them.  He drives another five miles, and
He passed Kathy Prescott's house, and slowed down.  "She's home now, and
soon I'll be peeking at that ripe body." Robert was looking forward to the
following events.  He planed this out for a month, and had all the smallest
details worked out.  He knew Kathy's husband would be leaving for the
airport in a couple hours, and Kathy would be alone for the ride back. 
"The husband will be gone a week, and I have some sick days saved up.  I
plan to use them well."

   Kathy was in the bathroom, cleaning up from a wonderful lovemaking
session with her husband.  She looked at her watch, and noticed that there
was less than twenty minutes till she had to leave.  She was not looking
for the relaxing quiet of the house for a week.  Her husband was leaving on
business, and she was worried.  It would be the first time in five years
since she married she would be alone.  In fact it would be the first time
she spent time alone, ever.  She thought to drive to her mother's house,
but wanted her husband to think she was brave, a person who could take care
of herself, and she didn't want her husband to worry on his business trip.

   Robert noticed a female shadow go across the upstairs window.  "Soon!"
he rubbed his growing bulge, and it was hard to control his excitement.  He
drove away.

   Kathy was singing along to the radio, dreaming about the wonderful
goodbye sex she just had.  Her left hand was lightly caressing her crotch,
and she was thinking about how much fun it would be in seven days.  "I may
have to rape him at the airport!" and noticed the flashing lights in her
mirror.  She pulled over.  She realized that this was the worst place to be
pulled over on her way home.  There was not a house for five miles, and
there was very little traffic ever on this section of road.  She was all
alone, and started to feel vulnerable.  She wondered why she was pulled
over.  She knew she was not speeding.  The officer stepped to the window.

   "Please hand me your license, and registration." He looked at the
papers, "Mrs.  Prescott, can I call you Kathy?

   Kathy sat there while the officer looked at her papers.  "Sure, officer.
Was there something wrong?"

   "Now Kathy, Please answer my questions, and you'll be home in no time.
Let's see you're 5'6", 25 years old, and weigh 118 pounds.  Have you gained
any weight?"

   "Uhm... No?"

   "Now Kathy, you know it is illegal to lie to an officer of the law?  So
how much do you really weigh?

   "I'm uh... 123"

   "How much?"

   "Officer there is no reason to be rude.  I will not play these silly
word games with you."

   "Really?  You don't want to play?  OK Fine.  Kathy the reason I pulled
you over is there seems to be a problem with your rear lights.  Please step
out of the car, and I'll show you the problem." They walked to the back of
the car, and looked at the taillights.

   "I don't see a light out officer."

   "Ma'am look here." Robert pointed to the small license plate light on
the left side.  "Ma'am all of your lights need to work.  Are you trying to
hide something, and don't want the police to see your plate?"

   "You stopped me for this!  This one little light?  Are you crazy?  I'll
need your badge number, and I will report you in the morning.  You are very
rude, and petty." As Kathy turned to get back in her car, she tripped, and
bumped into the officer.

   "Ma'am I will not stand for your insults, or your physical assault on
me. I am placing you under arrest.  I will take you in to the station, and
you will be able to call someone to get you out in the morning.  If someone
doesn't loose your paperwork, I hear it is very busy there now.  Please
turn around, and place your hand behind your neck."

   "You're doing what?  I hardly touched you.  You can't do this!" Kathy
was getting very scared.  Never in her life has anyone threatened her
freedom.

   "Ma'am, you are very mistaken.  I can do anything I like to criminals.
You assaulted me, and I'm placing you under arrest.  Please place your
hands behind you neck.  I'll search you, place you in the back of the
cruiser, we'll go downtown, have your fingerprints taken, and have you
lodging in the Tennessee State Woman's Correctional Facility before
10:00pm. I'm very sorry to inform you, but the local jail is full.  You
will have to be housed with the real criminals.  Don't worry; I'm confident
you'll find a roommate to ease your fears.  In fact, I'm positive your
cellmate will want to snuggle all night with a beauty like you.  I hear the
older prisoners are extremely friendly to the new inmates.  It will be like
a slumber party, and you'll have plenty of company to keep you up all
night. See there is nothing to worry about."

   "Please don't take me to jail!  I'll do anything!  I don't want to go.
Please..."

   The thought of spending the night in prison was too awful to think
about. "I'm not going to prison.  I'm sure he's just joking." Kathy looked
into his eyes, and saw no pity there.  Her most horrible fear was spoken
out loud.  Her husband liked the women in prison movies, and Kathy watched
a couple with him today, but those horrible scenes were now creeping into
her thoughts.  She remembered role-playing just an hour before.  "I'm going
to be a toy for a hardened criminal.  No!  I'm a good girl; I don't want to
be forced to sleep with all the guards, the warden, and..." The thought of
the brothel scene in tonight's movie was overloading her mind."

   "Kathy!  You will place your hands behind your neck, and you will do it
now!" Robert said forcefully.  He watched as Kathy put her hands behind her
head.  "Stand up straight!  Get those elbows out!" this pushed her large
chest out.  He took a long hard look at Kathy.  "Not bad.  This may be more
fun than I imagined." His dream of the last month stood there for his
enjoyment.  She was wearing a short tight grey sweater that was cut short
to show her belly, and with her stretched out it rode high and showed off
her fabulous stomach.  The shirt was pulled tight across her large tits,
and the bra showed up nicely, and you could see the different parts used to
construct it.  "Spread your legs!" this was better.  Now the shorts she
decided to wear was pulled tight, and he walked behind her to look at her
ass.  As he walked around Kathy, he let his hand graze her stomach.  "Don't
move!" Now with her standing still, he could run his hands around her
stomach, her side, and onto her back, and back around to the front.  "You
feel good Kathy."

   Kathy stood there nervous under the harsh stare.  She wanted to cover
her breasts as his gaze fondled them.  She knew her tight shirt was
clinging to her breasts, and was exposing her midriff and felt the caress
of his sight as it traveled down her body.  She almost screamed as his hand
touched her stomach, and started, but cowered under his command, and stood
completely still as the hand made its way around the left side of her body.
"Please don't take me to jail." Kathy pleaded when the hand was removed
from her body.

   "I'm going to search you now.  Do you understand that if you resist,
I'll have to add that charge on as well?" Robert waited a couple seconds,
and knew there was no answer coming, and said, "Do you?!"

   "Yes." Kathy barely mumbled.

   "No, you will answer me correctly or you will be sorry."

   Kathy was very scared, and started to lightly cry.  She looked around
the lonely woods, and saw nothing but the hint of green trees in the
growing dark, the deserted lonely road, and saw nothing to help her to
escape this nightmare.  "Yes, y... you will b... be... Uhm... ser...
searching me."

   "Very good Kathy, but I'd like to finish my silly word game.  You were
very rude, and hurt my feelings.  I think you owe me an apology."

   "What?  You want me to what?  I did nothing wrong." "The nerve of him to
ask me to apologize to him for trying to keep some dignity." The fear and
anger coursed through her body, each fighting for control.  Fear won as she
heard the words the officer said.

   "Kathy, please get in my car." She turned to face him, and her arms fell
to her sides.  Robert didn't think he could be more aroused, but the tears
running down her face, and the look of absolute terror coming from her
eyes, made him hard as steel.

   "Please No!  I'm sorry!  Please don't take me!  Here I said it, I'm so
sorry.  Please I'm sorry.  Tell me what to say, and I'll say it. 
Please..." Kathy rattled all these pleas off in a second.  She looked into
those eyes of the officer, and she placed her hands behind her neck, and
took a deep breath to make her shirt fit tighter across the bust, and
rolled her shoulders to pull up her shirt up some more.  She looked down,
and tried to not see her hard nipples pushing out of her shirt, and spread
her feet wider than shoulder width apart.  Kathy looked the officer in the
eyes.  She could not stop the tears coursing down her cheeks, but said,
"Officer, I'm sorry I hurt your feelings.  I humbly apologize.  Please
forgive my rudeness."

   "See Kathy how easy that was.  Now where were we?  Oh yes, your weight,
but lets move on.  Is it OK to search you, and ask some questions at the
same time?  I'm trying to hurry to get you home safe in bed.  I can't
search you until you assume the position." She just looked at him.  "Bitch,
you will lean over this car, and spread those legs.  Now!  Move it!"

   "Yes sir." Kathy leaned over the car.  She was about 3 feet away, and
fell forward, and was now supporting her weight on her arms.  She felt the
officer's boot kicking her feet wider apart.

   "Spread those legs now!  If you resist me in any way, I'll drag you off
to prison."

   She was so scared of his comments, and was trying not to feel his hard
bulge pushing against her ass, as he leaned firmly against her to perform
the search.  The hot hands touched her shoulders, and traveled over every
inch of her arms.  The hands roamed all over her back, and she let out a
sharp squeak as the officer snapped her bra strap.  She was concentrating
on the grocery list as the hands touched her butt.  The hands squeezed and
fondled each cheek individually, and then both together.  They touched her
butt for some time, and finally moved down the backs her legs, and up the
outsides.  She fought the desire to run as the hands touched the most
intimate spot on a woman.  Those hands caressed her vagina for what seemed
hours, and finally removed their filthy presence, and back down on the
inside of her legs.  He stood up, and reached around and touched her
breasts.  He played with them, and teased her hard nipples.

   Robert was having the time of his life.  "Here was a beautiful looking
woman, and she stupidly lived so far out in the country where things like
this happen all the time, and here I'm touching her like only her husband
should." The best part was the total silence broken by her light crying. 
The little moans as he rubbed something she doesn't want me to touch.  He
reached around, and placed a hand on each breast, and lightly squeezed. 
Robert leaned forward placed his mouth next to her ear and said, "This is a
spectacular rack you have Kathy.  I like a woman with large nipples, and
your feel like they are trying to escape.  Kathy, your tits feel great, and
I like the way your hard nipples feel against my palm." Robert caressed her
breasts for a few minutes longer.  He pulled and caressed the hardened
nipples, and said.  `Kathy, I gave you a complement.  The nice thing for
you to say was thank you." He gave her nipples a harder squeeze to get an
answer.

   "T... thank... y... y... you." The fear of what could happen out in the
desolate countryside was the worst for Kathy.  "Thank god he's done!  He'll
let me go now.  I let him grope me as long as he wanted, and stood there as
quiet as I could.  I was good.  I did what I needed to go home.  I'll get a
shower, and call my husband, and his love will wash away this nightmare.  I
will never be able to tell him about this.  He'll get mad, and might not
believe me." "Can I go home now?  Please?"

   "You're almost done here, but I'm going to have to ask you to remove
your clothes.  I hope you understand.  It's for your protection.  You will
need to strip completely naked, and assume the position again.  I have a
couple small details to perform, and off you go.  If you get too
embarrassed, please inform me, and I can rush you off to prison.

   The choice, was not a real choice.  There was no winning situation to
get Kathy out without a bad outcome.  She had to pray he was joking, but
knew inside, "any man with the chance to see me naked is going to take it.
Did I make a mistake in flaunting my breasts?" She looked down at her
breasts.  Those nipples were hard as ever, and with her caresses on the
hour long ride from the airport she felt her damp panties, and knew this
jerk would think I like this treatment.

   Robert from the many years of stripping the local woman in the
countryside, he's seen almost every scenario there was over the years.  He
noticed her looking at her breasts, and could almost read her thoughts. 
"I'm sorry Kathy, but when you pushed those large wonderful feeling breast
in my face, I had to see them.  I'm sorry, but I'm only a man.  You are to
blame for this.  You pushed them out, and made sure your shirt rode up. 
You wanted me to be aroused by your body, and secretly hoped that I'd strip
you naked.  Deny this.  You can't because it is the truth.  Now take off
your shirt!"

   Kathy broke right there, her will was gone.  The truth of his words
resonated through her soul.  "I did flaunt my body.  I took a deep breath
so he could see how large my breasts are.  I'm a horrible wife.  How will I
look at my husband now?  I showed off my body to the officer because I
wanted him to look.  Even if it was to let me go home." She reached and
pulled her grey sweater off, and tossed it on the ground.

   "I love my job!  Skill, and practice, there is no substitution.  Look at
this woman standing there crying, and she believed this was her fault. 
It's going to be a fun night." She removed the grey sweater, and her
breasts are superb.  She was wearing a light silver see though bra.  Her
light pink nipples were clearly visible; there was no hiding behind the
transparent bra.

   "Kathy, remove your shorts."

   At his next command Kathy unzipped her blue cargo shorts, and pushed
them down, and stood in the harsh lights of the cruiser.  The car's high
beams lit up area where she was now disrobing, and he even turned the
spotlight on the side of the cruiser's door.  Standing outside in her
underwear was bad enough, but standing outside in her husband's going away
peasant, a silver see-through Victoria's Secrets lingerie set was
unnerving. Her husband never bought her lingerie before, and he
specifically picked this set for his ride to, and most importantly, the
ride back from the airport.  Her husband teased her when he gave it to her
and said "Please wear this gift to the airport, but don't show me it.  I
want to be surprised by your beauty when I come home." "My husband never
saw me in this underwear, and I'm standing outside wearing my husband's
gift with a total stranger enjoying the view.  I'm so ashamed to be seen
wearing this racy lingerie, and I can feel Him staring at me, stripping the
remaining clothing off of me.  This stranger has seen my nearly naked body.
What else can happen?"

   "Kathy, you are a beautiful woman.  Please remove your bra.

   She reached between the bra cups, and unsnapped it, and let it fall off.
In a daze, she was floating.  Not sure what is real.  "It is not my fault.
I don't want to do this, why did he say it was?  Is it?  I can't tell
anymore."

   "Last item, remove your panties."

   Kathy put both thumbs into the waistband, and started to push her
panties down, but had a clear thought.  "I do not want this!" She
rearranged her panties and started to bend over for her bra.  The officer's
words stopped her.

   "Kathy!  Get those panties off.  Now!

   She pushed the last remaining article to the ground, and stood there
naked.  Her body was perfect, large breasts, slender waist, and wide hips
She had the perfect hourglass figure with a medium sized triangled bush of
blonde hair at her center.

   "Assume the position!"

   Kathy reluctantly bent forward until she was again spread out, but this
time it was worse.  She felt so exposed as her legs opened.  She knew she
was showing things she meant to keep private.  She felt the seconds pass
like hours.  Then the touch she was dreading happened.  The hands traveled
down her naked back.  She tried to pull away as the hands started to spread
her butt cheeks, but a hard slap on her ass stopped her from further
movement.  "No one would want to look there.  Why is he doing this?" she
felt one finger travel from the top of her ass, down between the cheeks. 
She squirmed as the finger touched her anus, and then move on down between
her spread thighs.  The finger was removed.  Thinking the worst was over
Kathy relaxed, but to her horror the officer's wrist touch the sides of her
thighs, and the finger was back.  It started at the top of her pubic hair,
and slowly moved through the silken garden.  It moved so slow down Kathy
wanted to scream.  "Do it!  Please just get it over, and I'll be safe at
home." The finger touched her vagina, and pushed inside the past the lips.
The feeling of invasion was hard on Kathy, as the two fingers began sawing
in and out of her wet pussy.  The thumb on her clit was driving Kathy
closer to the edge.  She was having trouble standing there, and letting
someone touch her intimately against her will.  Finally the words she
needed were said, but the evening turned into a nightmare, that made this
roadside stop look less horrifying, and only mildly annoying.

   Robert stopped touching her.  He picked up all her clothing, and placed
it in the cruiser.  He took a last look the naked woman still bent over her
car.  There was not an ounce of fat on her, and she was toned and sleek. 
"Kathy, were done here.  Please get in your car, and I'll follow you home.
I made you a promised to see you safely to bed, and I mean to keep my
promise."

   "What about my clothing?" Kathy pleaded.

   "You will not be needing it.  Get in your car.  Now!" Robert said as he
was thinking about how much fun he was going to have in the next three
days.

  
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