Girlfriend's Arrest‏

By Mikey

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It was a long day. As we sat in our fifth period Civics class. My girlfriend and future wife. Misty Jones was yawning and dosing off. All of a sudden the door opened. Mrs. Beasley the assistant principal was standing there. Scanning the classroom. She looks at Misty.

"Misty Come with me!"

"What did I do now?"

"You will find out soon enough."

She gets out of her desk and puts on her coat. And gathers her books. She follows Mrs. Beasley. Thinking she would be going to the office. But she's led to the parking lot. At her bright yellow Ford Mustang stood a deputy sheriff. With a large dog.

"We need you to unlock your car."

"Theirs nothing in their for you."

"The dog says otherwise. "

Misty tosses him the keys. He opens the door. The dog jumps in to the car and finds. A quarter bag of pot under the seat.

"That's not mine!"

"That don't matter. It's your car. Your under arrest."

The students are changing classes and staring.

"Hands on your head spread your legs."

Misty submits to the search. Humiliated in front of the whole school. Mrs. Beasley searches her. She is then hand cuffed. She is led back inside the school. All the students parted out of the way allowing them to pass. Silence except for the erotic click of my girlfriends high heels. Which echoes throughout the building.
Out the back door thinking she would be put in a police car and taken away. She would all most welcome that. To get away from the other kids. She was led to a portable classroom. 'Trailer' Out by the woods line.

In the old days. Before political correctness. This is where the retarded kids were kept. So they would not be a distraction to everyone else.

Inside the trailer her mother was waiting. Along with another lady. Dressed in a police uniform and a doctors coat. They were standing in front of a large metal exam table. Complete with stirrups. A jar of Vaseline was also on the table. .

"You Bitch!...You set me up!"

"Misty it's for your own good!"

You see Before me and Misty were dating. She was a straight A student. A fun and outgoing 16 year old. that was a cheerleader. And on the track team. She was college bound with her whole life a head of her. But her mom did not like me and was trying to brake us up.

She claimed she was tired of the lying. The smoking and drinking and staying out all night. And when the elders of the church were questioning her about rumors of Misty having promiscuous sex. She decided something had to be done. So she called the authorities.

The lady in the doctors coat looked Misty over from head to toe. As the hand cuffs were removed. Dressed in a pink Panama Jack tee shirt., Blue and gray Gasoline jeans. And her 4 inch peep toe pumps. This was typical 1980's fashion. Mrs. Beasley took hold of Misty's coat.

"What the hell are you doing?" Misty yelled
"Shut up! Young lady. You are under arrest and will do what I say!" She puts on a pair of latex gloves. The coat is taken and tossed out of the way. She then took Misty's purse from her and dumped it out on to the table. Makeup,billfold,hair brush,cigarettes,lighter and birth control pills. She pawed through the stuff. Tossing the cigarettes and lighter in to the trash. Her mom stared at the birth control pills.

"I knew it! You have ben screwing around!"

"Mother The doctor gave them to me to regulate my period. Don't you remember that?"

"Don't worry I'm a doctor and I will find out for you. Now empty your pockets. Take off your jewelry." Misty looks at her mom with an angry look.

"I'm waiting!"
Misty takes off her pink Swatch watch,Wide gold necklace. She then takes out her hoop ear rings. They watch her place her foot in a chair and takes a ankle bracelet off. She takes some change and a cigarette lighter from her pockets.

Mrs. Beasley slides a metal chair over to Misty.

"Sit down! We are going to examine you."

"Examine me?...Why?"

She sits. Her legs slightly spread. Her mom looked at her daughters labia majora ' camel toe' with concern. As it bulges in her tight jeans.

"Open your mouth. Say Ahhh." Mrs Beasley demands.

She shines the light in to her mouth. She proceeds to her ears. She takes the pair of sunglasses that were resting on top of her head. Then the ponytail holder was taken. Misty's long,thick and feathered blond hair falls down her back and across her face.

"Looks like it's time for you a hair cut."

"She's going to get one at the detention center." The doctor said.

"Raise your arms."

"Ugh....This is so embarrassing!" Misty complained

As her shirt was raised and removed. She looked down to watch her boobs spring free as the white bra falls down and off her arms. At the time she was a 38 C. With huge light pink areolas. Her nipples became erect as the cool air hit them. She attempted to fold her arms across them to hide them.

"Put your arms down!" The doctor demanded.

"Mother I hope your happy about this!"

"Shut up!"

Misty watches as Mrs. Beasley kneels down in front of Misty, Looking at her high heels.

"I see she dresses like a slut."

"That boyfriend of hers bought those for her."

Mrs. Beasley gently pulls the sexy pumps from my girlfriends feet and inspects them. She also examines her nylon clad feet.

"'I'm going to throw those away. While she's gone."

"Don't do that. She wears the same size as me. My husband will love seeing me in these."

"I hate you!...Your such a bitch!" Her mom slaps her.

Misty cries. Her tears streak up the packed on makeup that's on her face.

"Stand up and finish striping down!"

They watch as she sucks in her belly and unsnaps her tight jeans. She slowly unzips them. Her white bikini panties comes in to view. Her mom looks hard at the sun tan colored thigh high nylons her daughter is wearing.

"Do you keep your heels and hose on. When you screw your boyfriend?"

"I told you I don't do that!"

She sits and peels the nylons from her creamy pale legs.

Last she takes off her white bikini panties. Her mom discovers she's ben shaven her pubic hair.

"When did you start shaven down there?"

"That's none of your business! "

"Now get up on the table. Put your feet up in the stirrups."

The doctor opened the jar of Vaseline and scooped her fingers in to it. She then inserted them in to Misty's vagina. She probed her pussy several times. She inserted one in to her rectum. She then takes a speculum and spreads her open. Her mom looks over the doctors shoulder at her daughters gaping sex hole.
"What do you think?"

"She's no virgin. That's for sure. Her hymen has ben broke."

She pulls the speculum out.

"Check this out."

She adds some more lube. 4 fingers go in real easy. Misty grunts. She puts her thumb in and pushes. Her whole fist goes inside the sloppy wet hole. All the way up to her wrist watch.

"Someone with a big one has ben banging her." The doctor comments.

"I want her to have a punishment she wont ever forget!"

"I can make that happen." Mrs. Beasley says.

The doctor pulls her fist out.

"Okay off the table."

Mrs. Beasley picks up the hand cuffs. And puts them on to Misty.

"Lets go!"

"Can't I get dressed first?"

"No you can't"

She then takes a black marker and writes slut across her chest and across her back. She is then led outside She cries and begs her mother not to do this.

It was a Friday afternoon. The school was having an pep rally in the gym. Everyone was there. The crowed went silent. As soon as she entered the gym. She was marched up on to the stage,

"Listen up everyone! Misty has ben a bad girl! This is what will happen to you if you whore around!...Any questions?"
Everyone looked on in shock. She was then led outside. Hoping for a ride in the police car to the jail. She wasn't going to get it. She was forced to walk naked all the way to the police station. The gravel and broke glass cut and bruised her bare feet.

In the court yard at the town square were some stocks. She locked Misty's head and hands in to the torture device and left her there for the entire weekend. She was then made to attend school in the nude for the next week.

the end

(The End)