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Jim Cranston – Assistant Chief of Police
Donna Cranston – his wife
Ron Johnson – Chief of Police
Regina Strong – Police Sergeant
Billy Marks – Rookie Officer
The Board of Regents Meeting
I had just joined the State Teacher’s College police force as the Assistant Chief of Police four months before. I was at a Board of Regents meeting, where I was standing in for my boss, when the topic of campus parking came up. At State Teacher’s we had a lot of the problems that any college town has, bounced checks, drugs, a few firearms violations, burglaries, but parking violations were the problem that took up most of the time of the campus police.
Many of the students lived in small nearby towns, and lived off-campus and drove to class, and the parking lots for students were several blocks away from the class buildings. We had 7 officers whose job it was to write parking tickets, and they were issuing approximately 30 tickets each per day. There were over $2,000,000 in outstanding parking tickets for current and former students.
I was on the hot seat. Even though I had only been there four months, it was clear that the Board wanted this problem addressed in an aggressive manner. I was at a conference table with 9 board members and several support persons and we had come to my place on the agenda. One of the board members addressed me.
“Officer Jim Cranston,” he said, “you know that this parking situation has gotten completely out of hand. Our campus is getting a bad reputation because there is no place to park, and many of the students seem to be violating the parking regulations with impunity.”
I knew that I had to appear concerned, but I didn’t want to seem like a “cowboy” on my first appearance before the Board of Regents. “I have been reviewing the problem, and there sure is a lot of money tied up in those tickets. I understand that we are holding student’s transcripts if they have outstanding traffic tickets.” Continue reading Campus Parking Ticket Roundup-Episode 1-arrested women→
Note: the illustrations of this episode
are from the video by Felix Dartmouth “Sent
for Training, starring Nikita and Mina”.
Characters: Jim Cranston – Assistant Chief of Police Donna Cranston – his wife Ron Johnson – Chief of Police Regina Strong – Police Sergeant Billy Marks – Rookie Officer
Text file by Felix Dartmouth
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Campus Parking Ticket Roundup – Part 6
Regina also had two undergraduate woman prisoners to take back to the College Jail.She had walked Donna, in her humiliating French Maid outfit, her excruciatingly tight rope bondage and gag to a bench in the hallway, and handcuffed her ankle to a steel ring in the concrete floor.
She signed for the prisoner and then asked about the
other two girls that she was to escort back to the College Jail.
They were brought out from behind a steel door. They had on very pretty dresses and their hair and makeup had been carefully done.One wore a light
yellow sundress with bare shoulders and a pleated skirt and white high heels.The other wore a white shirtdress with a wide and tight black belt and sheer sleeves.They were two sorority women.Their treatment must have been far different from the treatment accorded Donna, because they were in high spirits.
They were handcuffed, and leg-ironed, of course, and
their wrists were cuffed behind their backs, but they were chattering about getting back to the college and getting back to their life.Their parents had flown in and paid their fines, so they would be released upon return to the College Jail.But until they were returned, and checked back into custody at the College, they would have to remain in restraints.
“Alright girls,” warned Regina.“See my friend here in the ropes and gag?How would you like your sisters to see you like this, being brought into the jail?Maybe I could radio ahead for a welcoming committee?”
Both girls gasped on seeing Donna, attired like a
fetishist’s dream, and punishingly bound.
Of course, both these girls had endured the transportation in chains and a tight gag up to the State Lockup for Women.The terror they felt then as they were bussed in bondage to incarceration was exactly what the Board of Directors had in mind for these errant young
Still, the prospect of this type of demeaning garb, the
painful bondage, and the gag (not being able to talk the whole way back) was a powerful deterrence to further conversation.
Regina noted that the girls had believed that they had
escaped the gag, and signed for these two prisoners also.
It was not until they approached the car and Regina opened the doors to the back seat that the two pretty sorority sisters saw what was in store for them.
Two black leather lace-up discipline helmets were tossed on the backseat, along with black rubber penis gags with breathing tubes.
With a more than a bit of wining and tussling, Regina had inserted the penis-gag into the mouth of the girl in the sundress, and had laced up the soft kid leather in the back, tightly sealing the helmet against the prisoner’s feminine features.
Now standing blindly helmeted next to the car, Regina helped Donna into the middle of the backseat, and firmly tied and cinched her knees.A seatbelt assure that she would remain there.The girl in the sundress was next to be seatbelted and trussed just above the knees.
The rubber tube that extended from her penis-gag fell about 1 foot from her helmet.There was a screw-knob
like that of a blood-pressure reader that could be closed, cutting off all air.
“Officer,” asked the pretty girl in the white shirtdress, “must I be gagged and hooded for this trip?”
“Of course!Your friend is, why should you get special treatment?”
“We are already handcuffed and leg-ironed.To gag us just seems, well, mean!”
“I think that you’ll survive.This is part of your punishment.”
The girl approached Regina, and brushed her breasts
against her uniform.“I know that I am helpless, but is there anything that I could – offer you?”
Regina knew better than to fall for this type of ploy by
a student.“Honey, open that pretty mouth of yours like a good sorority girl.I think you have had this type of shape in there before.”
She took the helmet and turned it inside out, revealing
the large black rubber penis-gag.She placed it to the temptress’s red lips, and held her at the nape of her neck,
under her tresses.At first she held her mouth clenched shut, but Regina pressed the rubber against her lips. A tentative lick followed then a more open mouth.
Regina was patient as the young woman placed her lips in a ring around the tip of the penis-gag and moistened it with her tongue.When the woman had accepted it behind her teeth, Regina gently but firmly pressed the gag in the entire way to the back of her throat.
The girl shuddered and groaned as her eyes rolled at the insertion of the huge invader.Quickly Regina pulled the helmet up, and pulled the laces tight over her golden brown curls.A tight 2-inch collar went around her throat and over the base of the helmet where the final knot of the
laces was tied, and a keyed padlock was fastened around a D-ring hasp.
She was seatbelted to the side of Donna, and Regina got into the driver’s seat and got onto cell phone.She called the station dispatch at the College Jail, and told them that she was brining in the 3 prisoners and gave her ETA.
She asked to speak to Jim, but he was not in the station.
The cabin of the police cruiser was heavy with the
scent of the women in distress in the back. Regina turned on the air conditioning, because, as usual in Texas, even
in the fall, it was hot.
Donna was the only prisoner without a blindfold,
but she was gagged, and she expected a quiet ride up to the College Jail. Her companions, in their leather hoods and prod gags were hardly uncomfortably bound, being chained with handcuffs and irons, but they moaned in
misery due to their discipline helmets and deep gags. Donna, tightly bound with rope, maintained her composure despite the drool that formed on her lower lip and that began to drip onto her lap.
Regina, in the rear-view mirror noted that Donna was drooling, and pulled the cruiser over. Leaning over the seat, she reached back, and unbuckled the ball-gag in
Donna’s mouth, and allowed it to come out of her mouth and rest around her throat, like a big necklace.
Donna worked her jaw, which was sore from being
extended around the large ball, but did not say anything.Regina pulled back onto the highway.
After a while, Donna ventured to speak “Well, to
what do I owe the honor?”
“Of being ungagged,” said Donna.
“Well, you are a bit older than the other girls, and you are Jim’s wife, so I thought that you deserved a bit more consideration.”
“Thanks,” said Donna.
“No need to thank me. Gags are optional, but advisory.I
knew that if the two young ladies on either side of you were left unbridled, they would be chattering the whole way back.”
“So, Jim wasn’t at the station when you called?”
“No, he was out. No matter.You know, that
you won’t get to see him, since you will be in solitary.”
“What?Why not?He is my husband, and the
Assistant Chief!”Donna struggled, but her tight ropes and the seatbelt held her firmly in place.
“A man visiting his wife in a cell is classed as a conjugal visit, and can only happen after sentencing.He could visit any other woman in his official capacity, but since you and he are married, you are off-limits for him. Your only communication with him will be through me, at least until you are sentenced.”
“Sentenced! For parking tickets?This is
ridiculous!I thought that I would be released after the hearing.”
“Don’t think so, honey – I talked to the judge and you’re going to be bound over for trial. The hearing is just a due process thing. I don’t think that you can be allowed representation there. You can only plead guilty or not guilty. A guilty plea is automatic prison time, so you should plead not guilty.”
“Now wait a minute. Has Jim paid my files?How much could they be?”
“With warrant fees and all they come to about $4,200.I don’t think that Jim is going to pay them.You know, he’s
really mad about this whole thing.”
“Why would you know?”
“He told me, last night, in bed. You know, he’s a real firecracker, and he’s great with ropes! As a matter of fact, the way I have you tied right now, that’s how I spend most of yesterday evening.I was gagged a lot of the time, sometimes with the ball, but other times with him, if you know what I mean.”
“No, I don’t!” retorted Donna frostily. “I want to talk to a lawyer as soon as we get back. And I don’t believe you about Jim.”
“Believe what you want, but I’m going to keep you locked down tight as long as you are under my control, and that’s going to be for a long, long time.”
The rest of the ride was passed in frigid silence. Just before the pulled into the station, Donna’s ball-gag was replaced, and the two sorority girls’ hoods were removed.
They were panting and gasping from their ordeals with the penis gags, and were in no mood for talk.Regina
pulled in under the awning, and two female officers took the prisoners into the prisoner reception room where they were checked in by the desk clerk.
Donna made quite a sight in her corseted French Maid
uniform and her very tight rope bondage and mouth-filling red ball-gag. Although she was used to wearing heels, she did not have her hands to balance, and the deputy holding her arm had to give her support.
The two girls were greeted by concerned parents and
boyfriends who hugged and kissed them even before they were released from their prisoner’s shackles, but Donna was whisked away, right past her husband’s office (which was empty) into a dingy cell. The guard had grabbed handcuffs and leg-irons, and once she and Donna were locked together in a cell, Donna’s ropes were removed, and replaced with the metal shackles.
Her gag was unstrapped and tossed onto her cot. Wordlessly, the deputy left the cell, closed the heavy metal door, threw the bolt closed and turned the lock with her set of keys.
In her chains and tight corset, Donna sat on the edge of her cot weeping in her bondage and captivity.
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Jim awoke, stiff and sore. He had spent the night in handcuffs, with his wife, Donna, dressed in her sexist lingerie. She was not to happy that he had left Regina handcuffed in a solitary confinement cell. She thought that a night in the cuffs would teach him a lesson.
He had slept some, but he spent most of the night trying to quell his
enormous frustration at being in bondage and having his luscious wife inches away from him.
He imagined, in a moment of weakness, that Donna, his own wife, was being brought into the jail, wearing handcuffs, leg-irons, and one of Regina’s new ball-gags.
The vision, brief as it was, was practically fatal to his night’s rest. His raging excitement was only quelled by concentration on details of matters on his desk at work. Often, his mind’s eye returned to a vision of his lovely Donna, red with humiliation, struggling to keep pace with the officer who gripped her firmly above one elbow, due to her leg-irons. Continue reading Damsels in Distress – Campus Parking Ticket 2→