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Thank you to everyone who entered. I had the easy job of passing them all on to Jess, who had the trickier task of selecting the winner.

Below is the winning story along with the photos. Congratulations to the winner and let's get that custom shoot sorted out for you !

 

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Officer Smith was pissed. He had been instrumental in apprehending a notorious criminal who had been terrorizing the city, but because he was an undercover policeman, he had to remain in the background lest his cover be blown. Meanwhile, a pretty young female officer, who had happened upon the crime scene just as Smith subdued the criminal, had become the media darling. The newspapers, unaware of all the facts, had published numerous stories implying that she alone had broken the case and made the arrest. Her picture was everywhere. She was fast becoming a celebrity. Not only was the young policewoman enjoying the attention, she was beginning to believe the sensational stories about her. Thus, this very afternoon, she had put on her fancy dress uniform, enjoyed a sumptuous luncheon, given a speech about her derring-do, and accepted a generous reward for her supposed efforts, courtesy of the town's leading citizens. And Smith fumed.

As a seasoned undercover officer, Smith was a master of getting into places he didn't belong and blending in. So he had no trouble getting into the young policewoman's home and finding a hiding place. She had to come home sooner or later, he thought as he waited.

Finally, he heard the door open and the distinctive sound of high heels on the entryway floor. Good! She was alone. In just a few moments, she would be his. Using an old ventriloquist's trick, Smith projected his voice into one corner of the room. He could hardly contain his amusement when the young policewoman came through the doorway with a puzzled expression on her face.

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Hello, who's there? she inquired. But the room appeared to be empty. Certain that she had been mistaken, the policewoman turned to leave the room, but the sound came again. Thoroughly baffled, the young officer stood glaring into the empty room. She was too absorbed in the situation to notice a shadowy figure approaching from behind.

Without warning, a strong arm grabbed hers, and in seconds she was handcuffed and nearly helpless. She was roughly led away to the sitting room and shoved onto a sofa. She had almost forgotten about Officer Smith and his role in the big arrest, so it took a moment for her to recognize her captor. The young policewoman was dumbfounded. Why would a fellow officer be treating her this way? Had he lost his mind? I must get help, she thought. But as long as Smith was in the room, she dared not make a move.

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Suddenly, she got a break. Smith left the room, and the policewoman saw her chance to telephone for assistance. Unfortunately, just as she reached for the phone, Smith was upon her and dashed her hopes of rescue. “Turn my back to get some rope, and this is what you do? Smith thundered. I'll take good care of you this time! With that, Smith threw his captive onto the sofa once more, then proceeded to secure her in a hogtie.

Smith had always enjoyed this aspect of his police work subduing the criminal. It gave him a great sense of power to constrict a writhing suspect, but he had never had the opportunity to subdue a woman before. Feeling the pretty young policewoman squirming beneath him as he secured her shapely legs was provoking erotic sensations in the burly officer. He decided to abandon his original plan of simply leaving her bound and gagged. Smith was enjoying her struggles too much, and it excited him to know he was now the master of her fate. He wanted to savor her predicament for as long as possible.

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As Smith cinched a gag between the captive officer's tender lips, he noticed the pleading look in her eye. You wonder why I'm doing this to you? he growled, with more than a hint of menace in his voice. The biggest bust in my career, and YOU come along and steal all the glory for yourself and you had nothing to do with the making the arrest. The young policewoman began to squirm more determinedly as she noticed the rising frustration in her captor's voice.

She feared the slighted officer would lose all control and take violent actions against her. Alas, her futile struggles served only to embolden Officer Smith. You're actually starting to believe those stories about how you single handedly wrestled down a hardened criminal, Smith continued. You blimp headed bitch! If your head got any bigger, it would explode The young policewoman was near tears. What did this man want? A share of the reward? A public apology? Or did he just want to take out his frustrations on her? She tried to speak, hoping to reason with the disgruntled officer, but only a weak mewing sound slipped past the gag.

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Smith had stood up and was surveying the room and his captive. He had an evil look in his eye. What was he planning to do? The sun was just beginning to set, and the captive young policewoman realized that she would have a very long night ahead of her if she were lucky.