“Hard Evidence”
By Rikki Ryder
The cold steel of the handcuffs bites into my wrists, but I can’t help smirking. I’m still in my stripper heels, glitter clinging to my thighs, eyeliner smudged just right. I wiggle a little in the chair, giving the two-way mirror something to look at.
Then she walks in.
Six-foot-something of polished muscle, curves, and authority in heels. Jet-black hair in a tight bun. Glossed lips. Broad shoulders. And a not-so-subtle bulge pressing against those navy blue uniform pants.
Officer Maxine Steele.
No—Officer Maxine “Steelcock” as she’s infamously known on the internet.
I almost purr.
She closes the door behind her and locks it. Click.
Maxine: “Rikki Ryder. Femboy. Stripper. Suspect in a political corruption scandal with miss mayor of the city.”
Me: “Allegedly.”
Maxine: “Cute. You always this mouthy?”
Me: “Only when I’m cuffed and horny.”
Maxine: “You think this is a joke?”
Me: “No, officer. I think it’s foreplay.”
Maxine: “You were caught giving more than a lap dance to the mayor inside of the High Heels Strip Club.”
Me: “What can I say? She may of tipped me well so I may have let her fuck me.”
Maxine: “You’re playing with fire, Rikki.”
Me: “You gonna spank me if I misbehave?”
Maxine: “You want discipline, Ryder?”
Me: “Maybe…just, maybe, officer.”
Maxine: “You don’t even know what you’re asking for.”
Me: “Oh, I’ve seen the rumors. ‘Thickcock Steele.’ I came twice just reading the hashtags on Instagram”
Maxine: “You’re unbelievable.”
Me: “You’re huge.”
Maxine: “Stand up.”
Me: “Still cuffed, babe.”
Maxine: “Good. Stay that way.”
Officer Maxine moves behind me and grabs my chin, tilting my face back. Her lips hover near mine.
Maxine: “You giving me consent to do full body, Ryder?”
Me: “Fully. Fuck my ass like I forged a crime.”
Maxine: “I will.”
She unzips her pants.
Me: “Holy shit… it’s real.”
Maxine: “Better than your little stripper toys?”
Me: “Goddess-tier.”
Officer Maxine steps closer, letting her heavy, hard cock rest against my bare thigh as I kneel, trembling. The room is silent except for the buzz of fluorescent lights and my ragged breathing.
Maxine: “Lick it, Ryder. Show me that mouth’s good for more than smart-ass remarks.”
Me: “Yes, ma’am.”
My tongue meets her shaft, thick, pulsing with heat. I worship her slowly—long licks from base to tip, then down again, teasing the underside with the flat of my tongue.
Me: “Tastes like power.”
Maxine: “And you’re addicted already.”
She pushes deeper, past my lips. I gag, then relax, letting her claim my throat inch by glorious inch.
Maxine: “Fuck, you’re good at this.”
Me: “(muffled) Mmmphh…”
Maxine: “Use your tongue. Right there. Yes, you little whore.”
Me: “Glllk…”
Maxine: “Your ass is dripping through your thong, isn’t it?”
Me: “Y-Yes… please…”
She pulls out, saliva connecting us.
Maxine: “Turn around. Bend over that table.”
Me: “Are you gonna use me, Officer?”
Maxine: “Like a cum dump with a badge kink.”
I bend over, shaking, presenting my ass. She tugs my thong down, exposes my tight, needy fuckhole.
Me: “Please fuck me. Please…”
Maxine: “Say it clear.”
41. Me: “Please…fuck my ass, Officer Steelcock. Cum deep inside of me.”
There’s a brief pause. She grins.
Maxine: “Good slut.”
She rubs her cock against my entrance — slow, teasing, then…
She slides in.
Me: “Ah—fuck!”
Maxine: “That’s right. Take all of it.”
Me: “You’re huge. Stretching me so deep…”
Maxine: “You wanted this. Begged for it.”
Me: “I love your cock. I love being your fuck toy.”
Her hips start thrusting, rhythm building — hard, fast, brutal and beautiful.
Maxine: “So tight. So good. Just for me?”
Me: “Only for you. Use me. Own me.”
Maxine: “You’re gonna milk this cock dry.”
Officer Maxine pounds into me, each thrust slamming my hips into the cold metal of the table. My legs shake. My breath’s ragged. I’ve never been this full.
I’m drooling and moaning like I’m born for it.
Maxine: “You hear that? That’s the sound of your hole gripping me.”
Me: “Fuck, it won’t let you go. I need you in me.”
Maxine: “You’ll take every drop I give you.”
Me: “Breed me. Right here. Right now.”
Maxine: “Beg for my cum.”
Me: “Please, Officer… fill me up. Make me your bitch.”
Maxine: “Louder.”
Me: “I want your hot load inside me, Officer Steele!”
Maxine: “God, you’re perfect.”
She grabs my hips tighter, her nails biting into my skin. Her thrusts go deeper — impossibly deep.
Maxine: “You gonna cum for me without touching yourself?”
Me: “Y-Yes! Just from being your toy!”
Her cock pulses inside me. I can feel it twitching, swelling.
Maxine: “I’m close.”
Me: “Do it. Flood me like a waterfall!”
Maxine: “You’re gonna feel this for days.”
Her rhythm becomes erratic. Hips jerking. Breathing heavy.
Me: “Cum in me, officer.”
Maxine: “Fuck—take it. Take it all.”
Maxine slams in deep, cock buried to the hilt — and then it happens.
Her cock pulses.
Once. Twice. Then a flood of hot, thick cum pours into me like a fire hydrant. I moan so loud I echo off the interrogation walls.
Me: “Ahh—fuck! It’s so much…”
Maxine: “You earned every drop, Rikki.”
Me: “I’m still leaking… you really filled me.”
Maxine: “You look good with my cum oozing out of you.”
Me: “Can I keep the handcuffs?”
She grins.
Maxine: “Only if you let me fuck you in them again.”
She smacks my ass.
Me: “You’re gonna have to cuff me every shift.”
Maxine: “Stripper turned sex pet?”
Me: “Officer’s orders.”
Maxine: “You really are my favorite suspect.”
Me: “Are you writing me a ticket or a marriage proposal?”
Maxine: “Neither. I’m writing your next sentence… in inches.”
Me: “I hope it’s life without parole.”
Maxine: “You’re under deep arrest.”
Me: “God, I love the fucking justice system.”
Maxine: “And I love how tight you are.”
Me: “Am I… off the hook?”
Maxine: “Hell no. You’re my favorite repeat offender.”
Me: “Interrogation’s over?”
Maxine: “Round one is.”
Me: “You still hard?”
Maxine: “Feel it for yourself.”
Me: “Oh damn… that’s evidence.”
Maxine: “Evidence I plan to reintroduce.”
Me: “Officer… you can search me again anytime.”
I pull my stripper thong up and just before I leave the interrogation room. I kiss Officer Steelcock as she gropes my ass.
