The story is all true

In my previous job it took me all around the south east, armed with a smart phone it was the perfect combination to try out my bi side when the feeling took me.

One such day as I was nearing home I thought I'd log on to a well known app (that's named after a power tool) As I'm scrolling through a chap caught my eye, early 50's, hawkish looking but you could tell by his picture he commands an air of dominance. So I click and read what he has to say for himself "sensual massages and spanking offered. Expert edger, you won't be disappointed". This obviously piqued my interests as I'd never been spanked before (and to be honest I've never been submissive in my life) and the stirring in my trousers suggested it something I should try at least once.

After some talking I found out he was a serving officer on the force, the usual double entendres came out about his truncheon and do you take your uniform and cuffs home! To which he replied "you'll have to come round to find out". After a bit of back and forth I though fuck it you only live once.

"I'll be 15 minutes" I replied.

I knock on the door and when it opens he is there in full uniform, 6ft tall with a large belly but powerfully built with huge hands(always a good sign 😉). Like I said before he was a hawkish looking man, bald with glasses. As I step over the threshold he tells me "this is going to get rough today so the safety word is washing machine, and you'll address me as sir do you understand?".

"Yes sir" I replied meekly At this point I was putty in his hands ready to be moulded any way he saw fit.

Then it began.

"Right now strip down" he barked at me.

"Yes sir"

I  started to remove my clothes then hanging them on the chair in the front room. Then he thrusts out a hand and says "Now put these on, slowly". In his hand were a pair of white armani briefs which left little to the imagination. Shaking a bit with nerves I slowly put them on, I'm looking at him and he is just drinking my naked body in leering at me whilst I carry out the task .

"Good boy, lovely stuff. Now get on your knees and rub this coppers cock through my trousers" he commands.

"Yes sir"

I drop to my knees and I feel him for the first time, as I do this I can feel his cock firming up and I could tell it was a decent sized and thickness. All the time I'm rubbing him with my hands and mouth he keeps murmuring "good lad, good boy".

After a couple of minutes of this he walks over to a very expensive looking brown leather sofa and strips out of his uniform down to his black CK boxers. I could see the outline of his rather large and engorged cock now he'd shed his uniform and it looked fucking delicious. He sat back down in the middle of the sofa arms out stretched, he had a look on his face of arrogance and lust because he knew what was coming and that he'd made me his plaything to do with what ever he saw fit.

Once he had stop staring at my by now rock hard cock he said "Right lad, you'll be getting six of the best on each cheek, then I will be pulling those pants down and repeating it again on your bare backside. Do I make myself CLEAR!"

"Yes sir"