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Traffic Stop
by BBuster (bbuster111@aol.com)

***

Boys will be boys, but girls know how to discipline 
boys. (Fdom/MM-teens, nc, v)

***

Mark and his friend Kevin were driving along a winding 
country road in the middle of nowhere. Mark was driving 
his Pontiac and decided to see how fast he could go. 
After all, he was in the middle of nowhere so what 
could happen! Kevin was drinking a beer but Mark wasn't 
drinking. 

Mark was 18 years old, blonde and good looking. He was 
about 5'10" and looked like an All-American boy. Kevin 
was 19 and a blonde life guard type. He was about 6'0" 
but a bit thinner than Mark was. 

Both boys wore jeans and Kevin also wore a coral 
necklace that he had picked up at the shore as a life 
guard. He was nicely tanned from his stay at the shore, 
unlike Mark who was quite light. Suddenly the boys 
heard the wail of a siren and saw a police car in the 
rear view mirror. 

"Shit!" Mark yelled, "Put that beer away, man!" 

Kevin hastily put the beer under the seat, but it was 
still half full and most of it leaked out. By now Mark 
had pulled over and he saw the cop coming up. He 
decided to put on his charming smile and hope for the 
best. 

As the cop came up, he saw that it was a female cop! 
Shit, she wasn't even very big. This women's rights 
stuff was real stupid, he thought to himself. What if 
we were some kind of criminals? She couldn't even 
handle us! 

The female cop came up to the car and looked in, 
"Registration and license please!"

"Here miss," Mark was trying to be cool as he handed 
over the documents. Kevin suddenly giggled, after all 
he was a bit drunk and the small-framed girl cop looked 
ridiculous.

Mark's heart sank and hit Kevin in the arm to shut up 
him up. "My friends a little goofy to night..." Mark 
tried to improvise.

"Oh yeah? What's so funny, boy?" The female cop asked 
and leaned into the car to get a better look at the 
passenger. That's when she smelled the beer. "Get out, 
boys!" She demanded. 

Mark tried to apologize, hoping that it would be 
enough, but she was insistent, so he got out of the 
car. Kevin realized his mistake but he had that drunken 
bravado and just ignored the cop. 

She casually walked around to the passenger door and 
opened it. "Get out, son!" she demanded again. Kevin 
sullenly got out of the car. The cop then decided to 
look in the car and found the beer as Mark came around 
to try to explain that he had not been drinking. He 
knew drinking and driving was wrong! The cop then found 
the roach that Kevin had stashed in the car, too. 

As she brought it out, Mark got angry. "You asshole, 
what the fuck is that shit doing in my car!" He was 
thinking he couldn't afford to get a drug record, what 
with college coming up and all.

That's when Kevin noticed something. The lady cop 
wasn't even carrying a gun! He whispered, "No gun," to 
Mark and made his move on her just as she turned 
around. Mark tried to stop him but it was too late. 
Kevin grabbed at the pot she had, and swung at her with 
his other hand. 

However he was a bit clumsy from the alcohol he'd 
consumed earlier and the lady cop knew how to fight. 
She blocked his swing and brought her knee right up 
into his crotch. 

Kevin grunted but the pain didn't register yet in his 
drunken state, and he continued to struggle. That's 
when she kicked him in the balls with a hard shot of 
the toe of her black shiny shoe. That got Kevin's 
attention, and finally the pain hit him like a sledge 
hammer. He turned white right through his tan as he 
grabbed for his balls, hit the ground and began to 
retch and vomit from the alcohol and the pain combined. 

By now Mark had panicked and decided to help his 
friend. He grabbed for the lady cop and grabbed her 
around the throat. She slammed him back against the car 
but his greater strength and weight kept her pinned. 
Then she brought her fist down and slammed it hard into 
Mark's nuts. 

Mark's tight jeans made them an easy target, no place 
to hide, so to speak. Mark gasped and let his hold on 
her go. As the lady cop slid free and regained her 
breath Mark moaned and held his balls as he leaned 
against the car. Fuck! This bitch was a real cunt going 
for a guy's nuts like that.

He realized he had better try to make amends. Poor 
Kevin was still curled up on the ground. She had kicked 
the poor son of a bitch in the balls twice! Well, maybe 
he had deserved it. 

As the lady cop came at him with her nightstick out. 
Mark said, "No, wait... I didn't mean it! I give up!" 
Mark relaxed as the cop stopped and smiled. "Too late, 
boy. You just gave me cause!" With that she slammed the 
nightstick into his leg and brought him down. 

Mark cried out and grabbed his leg, still trying to 
plead for mercy. He struggled to get up again and she 
watched as he pulled himself up against the car. The 
lady cop deliberately allowed him to stand. She just 
loved busting young guys in their balls, especially 
when they thought they could easily take her because 
she was small. 

She had first found out how well it worked when her 
older brother's dumb high school friend had tried to 
put some moves on her when she was only 13. She still 
smiled when she thought about Brad's face when she had 
kicked him in the balls. Her brother had just laughed 
as his friend doubled up and after that she sure didn't 
get bothered again. She also found that a little bit of 
this kind of brutality left fewer obvious marks on the 
prisoners!
 
When Mark had pulled himself up into a standing 
position she swung her nightstick down at his head, but 
she did it too slowly on purpose. Mark grabbed at the 
stick with his hands to stop the blow, and that left 
his crotch exposed and backed up into the car with no 
place to go.

The lady cop kneed Mark squarely in the balls, putting 
her weight into it and crushing him, and them, against 
the car. The pain hit Mark like white lightning. He 
grabbed his balls and fell to his knees. He wanted to 
cry but all he could do was cough and he suddenly felt 
like he had to throw up. 

He was helpless as the female cop yanked his hands back 
and cuffed him. Mark just lay there as waves of pain 
washed over him, he couldn't believe this was happening 
to him. 

The lady cop went back to Kevin, who was still in the 
process of throwing up and moaning about his balls and 
she cuffed him too. It took some effort to drag the big 
beefy boys into the car, but a few threats to their 
privates made them cooperative.

On the ride to the station house Kevin only moaned and 
stayed curled up and Mark could barely see through the 
tears of pain that washed his face. He noticed the lady 
cop looking at then in the rearview mirror from time to 
time, but he didn't want to say anything lest that 
might piss her off, so he remained silent the rest of 
the way there.

As the lady cop opened the door and told the two 
teenagers to get out, she said, "You'll recover from 
this, but next time you see a woman you think you can 
take on, just remember tonight, men are pretty damn 
vulnerable if you know what to do. You only got what 
you deserved, and frankly, I enjoyed teaching you a 
valuable lesson."

She grabbed them by their collars and hulled them in 
through the receiving doors of the station.
 
END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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