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I threw my last bag into my little black Jetta and slammed the truck closed. I was so excited to get out of my apartment. After nine weeks of quarantine, it was finally Memorial Day Weekend and I was headed to the beach with my friends. My work from home set up was very flexible, so I was headed to my friend Nina’s house early to help her set up and get supplies.I picked a playlist called Pumped Up Pop on Spotify and settled into my three-hour drive. My driving skills came from the northeast, which didn’t always mesh with these southern drivers. I quickly fell into my ways of speeding and swerving through gaggles of cars who absolutely could not drive to save their lives.I grabbed my weed pen, which looked just like a Juul, and took a huge puff. A cloud of smoke lingered for a moment in my view before I opened the window to let it out. It was going to be a great weekend.I pressed my foot to the gas generously, content to be in my car again. I looked to my left to see a State Trooper car positioned behind an overpass. The lights went on almost immediately. I looked down at my speed – 95mph. Well, fuck.I quickly tucked my Juul into my underwear as I pulled over to a safe place. The trooper’s car pulled up behind me. I could feel myself getting more flustered as I tried to decide whether to pull out my registration from the glove compartment.As the trooper walked up to the door, my heart fell into my stomach. I looked into his familiar eyes for the first time in two years. He stared at me for a moment, trying to decide what to do.Blake, the state trooper standing in front of me, and I loosely dated each other for a few months. I always wanted to fuck a cop – I had assumed they were at least capable of bossing me around – and almanbahis he didn’t disappoint. There weren’t many things we disagreed on, but driving around with marijuana was one of them. We joked about the fact that I almost always have some on me and what he would do if he ever pulled me over in my lifetime. He was pretty clear – he would call another cop in to search the car.I thought about how he was about to ruin my life. It didn’t matter how discreet I was. I stared blankly at him.“Um, License and registration, ma’am,” he said gruffly. I wondered if maybe he would pretend he didn’t know me; it caught me off guard. I carefully reached for my information, hands shaking as I handed them to him. “Do you know why I’m pulling you over?”“My speed, sir,” I said quickly.“That’s right,” he smirked at my use of ‘sir’. “Where are you headed?”“The beach. A girlfriend’s house of mine,” I responded. He just nodded, turning back to his car with little response.I sat, sweating my ass off as I waited. I could see him looking up my information.He took his time sauntering back to my car.“I’m going to write you a citation for the speed. 85 in a 75. Will you sign here?” He said stoically.“O-okay,” I replied, shaking as I took the clipboard. He chuckled as I signed my name quickly. He then leaned into my car and took a few sniffs. I held my breath. “Slow down out there, darling,” he concluded. He turned and I watched him walk back to his patrol car before I let out my breath. Just like he had never put his penis in all my holes before.I wasn’t even mad about the speeding ticket. I slid my license back into my wallet and returned the rest of my paperwork to the glove compartment.My phone dinged next to me, and I glanced down to see Blake’s contact. almanbahis yeni giriş I quickly opened it.You’re going to meet me on the golf course behind Nina’s house tonight at 11 to thank me.He knew exactly what friend I was referring to when I told him my plans for the day. And he was coming to collect for the favor he just did for me.I’ve expressed to almost anyone I’ve dated that I am very sexually submissive. There were few partners that picked up what made me tick as quickly as Blake did. I was both excited and nervous to see what he had in mind.I’ll be there.I pulled back onto the road and set my cruise control at 70mph. No need to get into anymore trouble than I was already in.~~~I spent the day in Nina’s pool drinking White Claws with my friends and working on my base tan. We caught up on the last seven weeks of quarantine and laughed about old college stories. By 5 pm, I was drunk and crispy.“What do you think?” Nina asked over dinner, “Do we venture out this evening?”I hadn’t told her about my run in with Blake yet.“YES!” Jaime, our most social friend, exclaimed, “Please, take me to a bar. I want to make men buy me drinks again!”“Where would we go?” I asked.“In town, there’s a place called Hang 10. It’s cool. We can get beers and there are men,” Nina explained.And so that was it. We got showered and dressed in tight jeans and black crop tops. We took shots. We ordered an Uber and headed to our bar of choice.We arrived around 8:30pm. It was a full bar, but everyone was asked to stay at their tables or wear a mask. We parked ourselves in the corner of the bar and we’re almost immediately approached by a group of men carrying a bottle of tequila.“Are you ladies interested in some tequila shots?” A almanbahis giriş broad blond leaned into our table with a bright yellow mask, “We brought our own disposable shot glasses, so no covid germs.”“That’s quite the pitch,” Jaime giggled, “And tequila is my favorite.” So they sat with us. There were four of them; local beach bums. We ended up playing a get-to-know-you drinking game; truth, dare or shot.We played for a while, before things got comfortable and the questions became more intimate.“Have you ever had a threesome and was it two girls or one girl?” Nina asked the dirty blond next to her. She was making assumptions; he had a player vibe. “I skipped three and went straight to a foursome,” he high-fived his brunet friend over her head, “and they were all women.”“Well, someone is a good time,” Nina smirked.“Truth or dare, Payton?” The brunet pointed to me.“Truth,” I said quickly, looking to avoid taking another shot.“What’s your kink?” He asked casually. Jaime nearly spat her drink and I laughed at her response.“Well -““Just one?” Nina taunted me. My girlfriends giggled and poked each other like children. The boys all perked up at their response.“Power play,” I chose carefully, sipping my drink. The boys ‘oohed’ in response.“Like a dominatrix?” The blonde ventured. It was funny to watch the boys lean in to listen.“More so the other way around,” Jaime added and I rolled my eyes.“We’ve all got our preferences,” I said mildly, “Can I take the shot anyway?”“Now I see it. You certainly have my permission,” the blonde smirked. I raised an eyebrow to him, but poured my shot anyway.“Are you all into that?” The brunet questioned innocently, “I’m so curious how this works.”“Pey is much more adventurous than we are,” Jaime squeezed my arm, “but we love her for it.” I smiled at her but didn’t offer anything else. I looked down at my phone – 11:04 pm. One new text.I already know you aren’t at the course. 11:05 and I’m coming inside to get you. – Blake
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