Facing the Consequences (for Maxy)

Yamato did indeed recognize Daisuke as she came over to the driver’s side and talked to Lita for a bit, and was relieved to find out nothing seemed to be wrong. If she’d gotten a ticket for something, Yamato had a pretty good feeling any frustrations as a result of it would’ve been taken out on him later. He sat back and listened to their brief back and forth, but decided not to say anything unless he needed to.

But just when it seemed their conversation was over, the blonde looked over at Yamato and indicated something was apparently not right. “Huh?” he asked, before glancing down and noticing he didn’t have his seat belt on. “Oh, whoops. Sorry about that.” he said, grabbing the seat belt and sliding it over to buckle in place. “Must’ve forgot about it. Heh...” he said with a slightly awkward chuckle, hoping that’s all there would be to it.

Given the situation Daisuke wasn't going to make a big deal about it but the thought of something popped into her head as she went to walk around the front of Lita's card and tells Yamato from the side that he was sitting on "I'm sorry Yamato but I'm going to have to ask you to step out of the car please." Lita wondered if she should say anything but she didn't for if either her or Yamato thought Daisuke was joking, she wasn't for if he didn't comply right away Yamato would soon see a gun being pointed at at his head, yelling at him this time to get out of the car or she would force him out. Either way once Yamato was removed from the car she would then instruct him to put put his hands on the top of the car and spread his legs.

She gave him a thorough pat down, pretty thorough as she manages to grab a handful of his balls before grabbing his crotch. "And what do you have down there? Whatever it is it better have a permit." She lets go of that part of his body, continuing her search. When she finishes she rests one hand on the back of his shirt neck area and a few seconds later he hears her say in a firm tone that he's under arrest and has the right to remain silent. He should know the feeling of handcuffs by now but this time it's not for fun as he finds himself getting his wrists cuffed behind his back and led towards her police cruiser. If he tried to say she would tell him to shut up and not to not dig himself deeper.

She puts him in the backseat, sarcastically showing him how to buckle up. She tells him not to move as she goes back and talks to Lita. After talking with Lita for a few minutes Daisuke lets Lita drive off and Daisuke comes back, holding the shirt that Yamato changed out it, She puts it over Yamato's head and instructs him to keep it there unless he wants to spend the night in jail. She shuts the door and drives off. During the ride she would tell Yamato not to worry. If he does everything he says he'll be released and sent back to Lita's custody in no time. If Yamato were to ask him what he was being arrested for she'll just grin, which he can't see because of the shirt covering his face, and tell him "You'll soon see."

After some time she would press a button for an automatic door to open. After driving inside and shutting the door she would get out of the car and go to retrieve her prisoner. She would lead him up a flight of stairs, telling him when to turn when required. He then tells him to stay still as after they go into a room and she locks the door behind him. She then warns him not to try anything funny as she removes the handcuffs from him and puts them back where they belong. She then removes the shirt from his head before shoving him in the direction of a bed. Turns out she brought her to her place and is in her bedroom. Daisuke joins him and climbs on top of him, pinning his wrists and gives him an obvious look of seduction before getting off of him and standing back up. She grabs hold of her baton stick and slaps it against one of her palm, also rubbing it suggestively and asking him "Anything to say in your defense?"

While she didn't say anything else specifically she was willing to let him come at her and make the first move. She does however point the stick at the tip of his crotch and slowly rubs the tip of it against his pants. "Well?"

“Huh? Why?” Yamato asked once he was told to get out of the car. Rather than a straight answer, he got a gun pointed right at his face, a blonde cop screaming at him to get out of the car,....and almost a heart attack from the suddenness of it all. “Woah, woah! Alright, take it easy! I’m getting out!” he said, putting his hands up while getting out of the car. He put his hands on the car as asked, more than a little confused when Daisuke started the pat down. He immediately flinched and tensed up when he felt her hand grab his crotch.

Just when it seemed whatever this was was almost over, then she told him he was under arrest! “WHAT?!” he blurted out, though once again no answer or reason was given as his hands were cuffed behind his back. Yamato frantically looked back and forth between Lita and Daisuke, as if hoping she would say something to help him out. But that didn’t happen either, and he was escorted over to Daisuke’s car before being shoved into the back seat.

He rolled his eyes as she teasingly showed him how to put on a seatbelt, unable to believe he was being arrested for that! When Daisuke returnd after talking with Lita for a little bit, Yamato then felt his sweaty shirt he’d changed out of being put over his head. “Huh? What the...?!” The poor man had never been so confused in his life, but kept the shirt there as instructed, deciding it was better than a night in jail.

After a while, the car was parked and within moments he was being pulled out of the car and led up some stairs and into a bedroom, locking the door behind them as they entered before taking the shirt off his had and removing the handcuffs from his wrists. This doesn’t look like the police station... His oh so incredibly astute mind quickly noticed. The next thing he knew, he was being pushed and falling back on the bed, and Daisuke was climbing up to straddle him while pinning his wrists down against the mattress. He was finally getting the idea of what was going on, which caused him to blush a bit as he looked up at her.

But she wasn’t there for long, and climbed right back off of him a moment later. He looked up, and his eyes widened a bit as he saw her lightly slapping her baton stick into her palm, and rubbing it with her hand. When she asked her question, Yamato had no clue how to respond, and quickly started stammering once he felt the baton rub against the crotch of his pants. “I--uh, well--er, um...n-no ma’am...” he finally managed, not knowing what else to say.

Daisuke shakes her head with a slight grin as she continues to tease his crotch. "For what I saw from you the other day this is kinda pathetic." She walks around him a couple of times, sizing him up as she moves, tapping him on the butt a couple times as well. When she gets back to facing him she semi-rhetorically asks "What am I going to do with you?" as she sits him down on the corner of the bed before remembering something. She looks under the bed and pulls out a folding chair and leads him to it after setting it up. After sitting him down and handcuffing his wrists behind him and the chair she mounts the chair with him on it and begins to give him a lap dance, attempting to horn him up.

As she does this she gives a small rundown telling him what he is being charged with but she adds that maybe they can work something out and the tone she uses would be obvious to anyone what she wants as her bribe...Him. "Either we work this out or I'll rape that tight ass of yours to break you in before you get hauled off to jail. When I unlock these cuffs the choice is yours. Either you get on your needs and accept your punishment or you prove to me what kind of man your really are, but until then no talking. " From there she continues what is your typical clothed lap dance. She hopes to get at least a slight poking feel from his man hood, that way she'd know what she is doing is working.

When she's had enough she gets off of him and uncuffs him and stands him back up. Putting the cuffs away she waits for Yamato to make his choice. Either he gets on his knees and submits to her and is at her compete mercy or her throws herself at her and takes her. She does the tapping of the baton again before giving the tip of it a slow and suggestive lick. "Well, what's it gonna be?"

Yamato kept his eyes focused on the blonde as she moved around, continuing to tease him with her baton. Based on what he’d seen of Daisuke since his arrival in Canada, he knew there was virtually no way in hell of knowing what to expect from this woman. As if looking to prove that point, the busty woman then went under the bed and came back up with...a chair, as if the bed were a ring back in the arena! Yamato was then quickly forced down onto the chair and his wrists cuffed behind it.

He then watched as Daisuke straddled him and started to give a lapdance. He vaguely heard her say something about illegally downloaded music on his phone...or something, but his mind was almost entirely focused on the breasts dancing around right in front of his face and the hips grinding against him. It wasn’t long at all before his arousal would make itself apparent, as his hardening shaft would give Daisuke’s rear a little poke as she laid out the situation for him.

The entire week thus far had been packed with surprises, many of which were difficult for him to immediately figure out how to react to. This was no different. One minute it seemed he was genuinely being arrested, and the next this sexy cop was seducing him. It took a moment or two through all of it to let everything sink in so he actually had some idea of what was going on. But by the time Daisuke removed the cuffs, the choice was a clear one. He stood from the chair and grabbed onto the woman’s shoulders, before turning and throwing her right back onto the bed. He’d then move to the bed and crawl over her, with his legs between hers, and move to grab her wrists to pin them over her head. Yamato would try to cross them over each other and keep them down with one hand, while the other then moved down to her voluptuous chest, and grabbed onto one of her large breasts. His fingers would squeeze, prod and kneed the orb in his grasp as he looked into Daisuke’s eyes to see what sort of reaction this would garner.

Daisuke let out a small gasp when Yamato shoved her onto the bed, which was due to the suddenness of the shove as she was hoping he would make his move with her standing up, but she did not object to this, not at all. Just as he began to get on the bed and crawl she gave him a grin and slowly motioned with one of her fingers to come closer, which from the looks of it he would have anyway even if she didn't do that. For split second she wondered if he was going to be sneaky and go for her cuffs when he pinned her wrists down and made a move with her friend hand. She saw him grab hold of one of her breasts and felt him moving around. "And just what do you think you're doing?" She asks him with a tease in her tone, then letting out a small moan of approval. While she was still fully clothed she was appreciating the attention her breast was receiving.

Subtlety was not something Yamato particularly specialized in. He was about as straightforward as a person could be. Given more time to consider his options, he might’ve turned the cuffs around on Daisuke. But as it was, after all the effort she’d spent seducing him as she did, the thought of using any extra time for anything else never even crossed the young man’s mind.

Hearing the teasing question and the moans that almost immediately followed, Yamato simply grinned as he continued to fondle the breast in his hand, while his other hand kept the woman’s wrists pinned down against the mattress. A moment later, his hands then removed themselves from her in order to remove her shirt before tossing it aside, then moving to do the same with her pants.

Once those were off and the blonde bombshell was down to her bra and panties, Yamato again leaned his body over her. The hand that had only moments ago been working over the blonde’s large breast now moved its way between her legs, where his fingers would then start teasingly rubbing over her panty-covered crotch. But after a few seconds of teasing, he’d then try to pull her panties aside enough for him to slide a finger or two in to start probing against her skin just along the outside of her womanhood. And if the managed to elicit another moan from her, Yamato would then lean down and kiss her while her mouth was still open.

She let him strip her down, surprised he was taking all of her uniform off. Did he want her naked that bad? She kept an eye on him as he went for her panties. She would have swatted his hand away if he was going to remove them, but didn't since it was just to give his fingers some space. She was turned on by it, but not enough to get a full fledged moan out, at least not yet. She did give him a fake, but convincing moan though. She was taken a bit by surprised with the kiss but she moved into it after a moment and returned the favour.

During this she felt a hand moving closer to the back of her bra. She pulled back and told him "Easy there. Let's even things up a bit." She then proceeds to lift up her arms and remove his shirt, which then she told him "Can you even handle what I got contained under there?" When she gets it off she takes control and tells him "Let me show you how it's done son." She gets on top of him and begins to work over his chest with some kissing and licking. Depending on the guy she would go lower and go for the crotch, but was more interested in what he had upstairs. She then works over his nipples with different licking and sucking motions. Occasionally he would toss in some nipple pinching, even given one a small twist.

During her fun if he wanted to undo her bra and give her breasts attention she would let him as she wanted more of the attention she was getting up there when she started. Even though the clothing of her uniform was out of the way, her duty belt was still in range. She grabbed it with one and as she continued to suck his nipples and was about to toss it to the side when she had the thought this could come in handy maybe and she put it back on while keeping her current rhythm going.

Shortly after the kiss between them was broken, Daisuke turned the tables and rolled over, once again bringing herself on top of him. And within seconds her lips were eliciting small groans from him as she kissed and licked his toned chest, before starting to lick and suck on his nipples. When there was an occasional pinch, he would wince slightly at the pain, and his body flinched a bit when she twisted it. Just like that control had completely shifted away from him, but Yamato certainly wasn’t about to complain.

After a few moments, Yamato’s hands then moved to undo her bra and toss it aside, letting her magnificent breasts hang right over his body, and his hands would immediately resume where they left off moments ago. He grabbed onto both of her large mounds and began to lightly squeeze and fondle them, while occasionally working his fingers over her nipples. Though it then occurred to him that he had neither asked for nor been granted permission to do this. It wasn’t exactly the same situation as it had been with her and Lita together, but he wondered if the same “rules” applied now... Well, if so he’d be willing to live with the consequences, and simply continued working his hands over the blonde’s large breasts.

He then noticed her hand reaching out to grab her belt. At first he thought she was just going to toss it aside to move it out of the way, though she decided to hold onto it. Yamato was instantly curious to find out what she had planned with it, though the feeling of Daisuke’s lips and tongue against his chest kept his mind from wandering far off from what was going on at the moment.

She had a feeling Yamato would most likely be having a problem in his pants, but she didn't want to pay attention to that part of him, at least not yet. Adjusting herself after she was done down there so they would both be sitting and her pressing her butt against his crotch she doesn't stay anything but makes sure her breasts are within range of his face and she puts her hand against the top part of the back of his head to move his face closer to her breasts. If he got the hint she would remove her hand and let him act freely. If not she would make sure he got a face full to tell him what she wants from him. He would be most likely be there a while but she wouldn't move on to other parts of his body until her breasts felt at least somewhat satisfied.