Black Leather Cops and Revenge – Part 2

By Alex Ironrod © 2021

PART TWO – INITIATION

With my violated and beaten ass and aching arms, I made it back on my bike to my apartment in town. I pulled off my high black boots, stripped off my once shining leathers and took a long hot shower. It didn’t wash away the memory of my rape and I brooded in silence. What could I do alone to get my revenge? How could I get close to the leather-shirted Sergeant Tyrell and learn his tricks and his weaknesses?

Gradually a plan of action emerged. I would join the Highway Patrol and become a motor cop. With luck and careful planning, I could meet Tyrell again and I would take it from there. After all, I knew all about bikes; I’d been riding them for almost ten years, and my three-year military experience should count for something. I gave up my computer sales job and got ready.

I spit-polished my boots until they gleamed, put on a fresh pressed shirt and pants, slung my leather jacket round my shoulders, walked into the nearest Highway Patrol station – and signed on. It was easier than I dared to hope, with my existing background paving the way. Soon after I was called up to the Academy for training.

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Jailed by Guys In Lockup

At Guys In Lockup, another fine-looking tough guy is in custody. Criminal Arrestee Barron Richards assaulted an Undercover Officer a while back during a sting operation, and now he’s on his way to Court to possibly be sentenced! First the Guys In Lockup City Jail will be his temporary housing, where he is scheduled to be strip-searched, cavity searched, ass probed and eventually dressed out in an orange prison uniform and locked away in a secure Jail Cell! Officer Denali has Barron Richards cuffed, shackled and soon to be put up in front of the judge to be disposed of.

Officer Denali has Barron Richards cuffed

 

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Title of this episode: BARRON RICHARDS – CAVITY SEARCH – ASS PROBE – BONDAGE – JAILED – SOLO

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Black Leather Cops and Revenge – Part 1

By Alex Ironrod © 2021

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PART ONE

Hi, my name is Jim, Jim Barnes. I used to be Highway Patrol Motorcycle Officer # 3758, Barnes J, but now I’m on the run. On the run from a blackhearted, black-leathered HP Sergeant, who tricked me and raped me and on whom I had my revenge. In case he catches up with me, I want to tell my side of the story. So here goes.

I heard the siren and saw the flashing lights too late. I’d had a few beers with friends after work, before zipping up my leathers and climbing onto the Harley. It was a cool spring night as I turned onto the freeway. The warmth of the engine warmed my balls and prick, as I clamped my knee-high black boots to the bike. Down came the visor; up went the speed and my body responded to the vibration of the machine. My penis expanded, seeking release from my tight leather pants.

Two Highway Patrol motorcycles were following me, as I slid into the slow lane, looking for a place to stop. One bike and officer overtook me, signaling for me to take the nearby exit; the other followed closely behind. From my military days, I knew there was no point in not obeying.

As I took the exit, I found we were out in the country, further from town than I’d realized. The first bike had stopped at the bottom of the slope and a tall figure in black leathers swung off the saddle. His six-foot frame was impressive as he came towards me, black leather jacket and slightly flared breeches tucked into high black boots. His face was in shadow under the white helmet, with the single street light reflecting on his plain glass shades. “Do you know how fast you were going, sir?”, a gravelly voice asked “I’m sorry, officer. It’s a new bike and I wanted to open her up” I countered. “License and registration please. Turn off the engine and come over to me, sir”.

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The Speed Trap – Part 09

By Rubrpig

After several weeks we had managed to sort things out and got our new family structure working for us. My Sir decided that his boy and mine would wear leather jocks and Wesco’s when he was around. My part-time boy was a little relieved considering my Sir was his father.

Sir usually spent the weekends with us and on his second weekend we sat down as a family and decided that it was time to sort out the living arrangements as we basically had taken over my part-time boy’s house. So after a lively discussion, we decided as a group to purchase a new house in this city and that my full-time boy and I would sell our current house and relocate. Since we both worked from home it would be no problem for us to coordinate this with our work. My part-time boy would continue to live separate for now until he felt ready to commit to the family full time. We all agreed as we all wanted him to be happy and since it was his father that was my Sir we knew he had the most to adjust too.

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The Speed Trap – Part 08

By Rubrpig

It seemed strange working in the kitchen with my boys but we were all naked and wore collars. I knew that I was still their Sir but my Sir was relaxing in the front room dressed in my heavy leathers. I smiled at the thought and my boys noticed. My part-time boy looked at me and asked if I was ok with what happened? I nodded and told him that I was and that his father was going to be a strong firm Sir to me. He smiled and told me that he was happy that his father seemed to be happier and more relaxed that he had ever been. He guessed that his father was relieved that the secret was out and that he could be his true self around us his new leather family at least. I nodded and told him that things would work out.

We finished making dinner and I went to get my Sir. We waited by the table as he walked in and sat down. He pointed to the chair on his left and told me to sit and I obeyed. The boys were told to sit on his right side. He watched as they sat and we all started eating. He asked me why I had the boys locked up in chastity devices and I told him that the devices helped to keep them focused on serving me and my needs.

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