If you were paying attention, you may have noticed that I once mentioned Boy Toy telling me three of his turn ons. I then added that I’d done two of them since, and I proceeded to tell you about one. There, I think you’re catching on… You’re about to learn what the second one was. Basically, Boy Toy’s second turn on was that I show up at his place, dressed up as a police officer or some sort of authority figure, and I handcuff him before he can react. While he’s helpless, I take advantage of him, just like any sexy authority figure would. So. I had my work cut out for me. Because of course, having never before engaged in any kind of role-playing, I wanted to give this a try. Once I knew of this turn on, I looked for a sexy police outfit every time I had a chance. I visited a few sex stores with my friends, but if they had any, they were always of a very cheap quality, yet super expensive. I ended up buying one on Ebay. The fit was ok… Parts of the costume, I couldn’t wear because they were too big (namely, the bra-like top, as I have small boobies). Others, I had to pin closed (once again, too big). The hat was destroyed during the shipping… I was left with a little skirt and a sort of top that I could wear over my own bra, and a fake police badge. Quite cheap, really, but whatever, it would do the job. With the costume taken care of, I did a bit of homework. I wanted to know what I was going to do to him, once I had him cuffed and powerless. It wouldn’t do to get to that point and then draw a blank! So I read some of the role-playing scenarios on Elise Sutton’s Female Superiority Page. While I don’t adhere to Ms Sutton’s view of Femdom, her site was a great resource for me when I first started seeing Boy Toy and losing my “kink cherry”. One of these scenarios, which involved a woman pretending to be a stranger kidnapping her own husband and blackmailing his wife, was particularly fun. If you want to read it, it’s the Abductor/prisoner scenario, the first one listed on the page. I loved this woman’s imagination and playfulness, and it really inspired me to try my hand at this game. I then read a bit online about police interrogation techniques (really!). What stood out was intimidation, discomfort. Keep the suspect on edge. With this, I planned how I would detain him, once cuffed, and how, basically, the interrogation would go. I even studied the Miranda warning so I could use some of its elements when I would “arrest” my poor, unsuspecting Boy Toy. I decided that to arrest Boy Toy, I needed something to accuse him of. Well, I didn’t have to rake my brain too much: I would accuse him of attempting to corrupt an innocent girl. I made myself a list of questions. Without limiting myself to them, at least I already had some in mind and it would help start things along. I was ready. I had Boy Toy’s handcuffs, because I had made some excuse a little while before as to why I should keep them at my place. Unfortunately, I’m bad at surprises so I just HAD to tell him I had “something” planned. It’s probably better that way with him, anyway, because we tend to entertain friends a lot. That way I’d be sure we wouldn’t be disturbed. I put on my sexy police outfit before leaving my place. I covered the top with a coat, and for the bottom, I wore pants under the skirt. I was also wearing some sexy fuck-me boots. I ordered Boy Toy to wait for me without a shirt on. I figured that once he was handcuffed, if he was wearing a shirt, I’d have to uncuff him if I wanted him to strip… When I showed up at his place, I got the handcuffs ready… As he leaned in to kiss me, I snapped them on his wrists. I then proceeded to remove my coat and my pants, and I informed him that I was an undercover cop, and that he was under arrest.

You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to have an attorney present during questioning. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you.

After informing him of his “rights”, I told him he was accused of trying to corrupt me, of turning me, sweet innocent me, into a kinky, dirty, naughty girl. I had him strip, and I searched him. I was quite nervous at this point… I mean, I had to perform! I had hinted for so long that I had some sort of big surprise for him, I really wanted to deliver. I put a bar stool in the middle of the room and had him sit on it. I took out the crop, and I started his interrogation. I actually asked him some questions inspired from Elise Sutton’s psychoanalysis of the submissive male, like if he remembered and could describe his first orgasm, what attracted him to me and what his “intentions” were, with me. I asked him about fetishes. All the while, I was circling him, walking with an arrogant, dominant stance. I would sometimes slap his thigh, hard, with the crop, or slide it teasingly up to his cock and balls. I would stop and face him or I would stand behind him and bend close to his ear. My goal was to make him confess to his crime. Once he did, I sentenced him to a spanking with the crop, which I administered immediately.

With that, my first role-playing experience ended.