Sunday #93

Last Day

This was it. It was time to transfer the money and disappear. It would be my last day at work. I was nervous, naturally, but not expecting any trouble. I arrived at the office at the normal time, went to my computer, and started transferring the money from the business account to a personal one. I left as this was happening, locking my office door to go use the bathroom, then headed back to the office.

I hadn't even noticed the door was no longer locked when I entered, and halted at the door to see the company fraud investigator, Cynthia Lockwood, sitting in my chair, her booted legs crossed as she looked at me with a smile.

"Well, well, this is very interesting, Ryan," she said. "Obviously I have caught you stealing, but I had a look around inside your computer and found some very interesting things as well."

I blushed and trembled, rooted to the spot. I should run, I should fight, but I knew I was caught, and was about to be very embarrassed.

"Apparently you fantasize about being arrested by a woman," she told me. "And fantasize about being spanked by one."

She laughed at my blush. "Well, sir, as of this moment, you are under arrest. Step over to that wall and put your hands on it."

I shook, wanting to burst into tears. I'd been so close to pulling this off, only to be caught by the female investigator. As I walked on shaky legs, knowing I was taking my last free steps, I reflected - was there a part of me that wanted this to happen?

She moved behind me as I put my hands on the wall, and she searched me VERY thoroughly, finding the shameful evidence of my arousal. "Hands behind your back."

I obeyed, and I heard the clicks as the woman handcuffed me. She double-locked the handcuffs and pressed me to the wall.

"I should bare your bottom and spank you right now like those women in the pictures," she mocked. "But that wouldn't be very professional. So you'll have to stay content with the female officer who's on the way to take you to jail."

A single tear escaped my eyes. Yes, I'd fantasized about being arrested by a woman, but now that it was happening, the shame was overwhelming me.

If she is that excited to start with, you’re in deep dark trouble