Try To Relax Patient. I Have To Do A Deep Thorough Rectal Exam.

Yes, ma’am!

"Uh oh! Bad call trying to sneak into my backyard to pee! And don't give me any of that crap about 'all the public bathrooms are being blocked...' I've heard it all before. Sorry, honey, but we're cracking down on public urination. I can arrest you on suspicion alone, never-mind the trespassing!"

"Of course... there is a way to avoid the fine or jail time. We're not totally unreasonable. I can't let you take it out and pee, and there's no way I'm letting you in my house but, the chief has agreed that if you pee your pants, that can be considered its own punishment and... well... then I can just let you go if you... let yourself go... so to speak."

Emily smiled slyly. She loved doing this in her job. Even when guys didn't take her up on the offer, there was a almost no chance they'd be able to hold it until they got to a bathroom once she'd slapped the cuffs on them. And it gave the girls at the station such a laugh when they'd bring guys in, still soaking wet.

As he let out a sudden gasp, she looked down and saw the wet patch rapidly spreading down his pants. She giggled in amusement and mockingly pouted at him as he blushed profusely. Despite the humiliation, she noticed that as he finished peeing, he was hard.

"Oh my!" she sniggered. "Um... I appreciate your cooperation on the first charge but, I may still have to write you up for public indecency if you go anywhere like that!" she pointed at his obvious hard-on.

She dangled the cuffs in front of him. "Of course, I do have a way to take care of that little problem. As long as you don't mind keeping it in your pants!"

Maybe Martin can stay round his Mum's. Unless she's entertaining too.

Have a great time, Ladies.

It was the end of a long day. Chilled wine, evening sun and boot worship.

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