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(Fdom/MM-teens, nc, v) *** Mark and his friend Kevin were driving along a winding country road in the middle of nowhere. Mark was driving his Pontiac and decided to see how fast he could go. After all, he was in the middle of nowhere so what could happen! Kevin was drinking a beer but Mark wasn't drinking. Mark was 18 years old, blonde and good looking. He was about 5'10" and looked like an All-American boy. Kevin was 19 and a blonde life guard type. He was about 6'0" but a bit thinner than Mark was. Both boys wore jeans and Kevin also wore a coral necklace that he had picked up at the shore as a life guard. He was nicely tanned from his stay at the shore, unlike Mark who was quite light. Suddenly the boys heard the wail of a siren and saw a police car in the rear view mirror. "Shit!" Mark yelled, "Put that beer away, man!" Kevin hastily put the beer under the seat, but it was still half full and most of it leaked out. By now Mark had pulled over and he saw the cop coming up. He decided to put on his charming smile and hope for the best. As the cop came up, he saw that it was a female cop! Shit, she wasn't even very big. This women's rights stuff was real stupid, he thought to himself. What if we were some kind of criminals? She couldn't even handle us! The female cop came up to the car and looked in, "Registration and license please!" "Here miss," Mark was trying to be cool as he handed over the documents. Kevin suddenly giggled, after all he was a bit drunk and the small-framed girl cop looked ridiculous. Mark's heart sank and hit Kevin in the arm to shut up him up. "My friends a little goofy to night..." Mark tried to improvise. "Oh yeah? What's so funny, boy?" The female cop asked and leaned into the car to get a better look at the passenger. That's when she smelled the beer. "Get out, boys!" She demanded. Mark tried to apologize, hoping that it would be enough, but she was insistent, so he got out of the car. Kevin realized his mistake but he had that drunken bravado and just ignored the cop. She casually walked around to the passenger door and opened it. "Get out, son!" she demanded again. Kevin sullenly got out of the car. The cop then decided to look in the car and found the beer as Mark came around to try to explain that he had not been drinking. He knew drinking and driving was wrong! The cop then found the roach that Kevin had stashed in the car, too. As she brought it out, Mark got angry. "You asshole, what the fuck is that shit doing in my car!" He was thinking he couldn't afford to get a drug record, what with college coming up and all. That's when Kevin noticed something. The lady cop wasn't even carrying a gun! He whispered, "No gun," to Mark and made his move on her just as she turned around. Mark tried to stop him but it was too late. Kevin grabbed at the pot she had, and swung at her with his other hand. However he was a bit clumsy from the alcohol he'd consumed earlier and the lady cop knew how to fight. She blocked his swing and brought her knee right up into his crotch. Kevin grunted but the pain didn't register yet in his drunken state, and he continued to struggle. That's when she kicked him in the balls with a hard shot of the toe of her black shiny shoe. That got Kevin's attention, and finally the pain hit him like a sledge hammer. He turned white right through his tan as he grabbed for his balls, hit the ground and began to retch and vomit from the alcohol and the pain combined. By now Mark had panicked and decided to help his friend. He grabbed for the lady cop and grabbed her around the throat. She slammed him back against the car but his greater strength and weight kept her pinned. Then she brought her fist down and slammed it hard into Mark's nuts. Mark's tight jeans made them an easy target, no place to hide, so to speak. Mark gasped and let his hold on her go. As the lady cop slid free and regained her breath Mark moaned and held his balls as he leaned against the car. Fuck! This bitch was a real cunt going for a guy's nuts like that. He realized he had better try to make amends. Poor Kevin was still curled up on the ground. She had kicked the poor son of a bitch in the balls twice! Well, maybe he had deserved it. As the lady cop came at him with her nightstick out. Mark said, "No, wait... I didn't mean it! I give up!" Mark relaxed as the cop stopped and smiled. "Too late, boy. You just gave me cause!" With that she slammed the nightstick into his leg and brought him down. Mark cried out and grabbed his leg, still trying to plead for mercy. He struggled to get up again and she watched as he pulled himself up against the car. The lady cop deliberately allowed him to stand. She just loved busting young guys in their balls, especially when they thought they could easily take her because she was small. She had first found out how well it worked when her older brother's dumb high school friend had tried to put some moves on her when she was only 13. She still smiled when she thought about Brad's face when she had kicked him in the balls. Her brother had just laughed as his friend doubled up and after that she sure didn't get bothered again. She also found that a little bit of this kind of brutality left fewer obvious marks on the prisoners! When Mark had pulled himself up into a standing position she swung her nightstick down at his head, but she did it too slowly on purpose. Mark grabbed at the stick with his hands to stop the blow, and that left his crotch exposed and backed up into the car with no place to go. The lady cop kneed Mark squarely in the balls, putting her weight into it and crushing him, and them, against the car. The pain hit Mark like white lightning. He grabbed his balls and fell to his knees. He wanted to cry but all he could do was cough and he suddenly felt like he had to throw up. He was helpless as the female cop yanked his hands back and cuffed him. Mark just lay there as waves of pain washed over him, he couldn't believe this was happening to him. The lady cop went back to Kevin, who was still in the process of throwing up and moaning about his balls and she cuffed him too. It took some effort to drag the big beefy boys into the car, but a few threats to their privates made them cooperative. On the ride to the station house Kevin only moaned and stayed curled up and Mark could barely see through the tears of pain that washed his face. He noticed the lady cop looking at then in the rearview mirror from time to time, but he didn't want to say anything lest that might piss her off, so he remained silent the rest of the way there. As the lady cop opened the door and told the two teenagers to get out, she said, "You'll recover from this, but next time you see a woman you think you can take on, just remember tonight, men are pretty damn vulnerable if you know what to do. You only got what you deserved, and frankly, I enjoyed teaching you a valuable lesson." She grabbed them by their collars and hulled them in through the receiving doors of the station. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 38