WPC Tara McCuddy

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WPC Tara McCuddy

by Dave Dorc


Red Headed WPC Tara McCuddy smiled as she walked along the forest track with the four girl gang members. It had been four days since she had crashed her patrol car in a chase on around the 1960's concrete jungle that was the Grabber Park Estate. Instead of trying to run off and make her way back on foot to the Police station, Tara had instead sought out a known gang member and had surrendered to her and begged forgiveness at trespassing on to the girls "turf". The young woman although very surprised had accepted Tara's surrender, and her boots, and her uniform, and her hat and her tights. Then they had marched through the estate, Tara her hands raised high in just white cotton kidney warmer panties with her puppies dangling out of her white bra.


As Tara's compliance was so unusual, she had been taken right to the top to explain her self to Paula.
The leader of the Grabber Park Estate thanked Tara...Had thanked her very warmly in fact and had promised her she would be well treated providing she remained compliant...Tara happily agreed although in the morning she was rather exhausted...Paula and four of her lieutenants all had big grins on their pretty faces...After a good breakfast Paula suggested that Tara may like to closely examine some of the local wild life in a nature tour. The tour would be free to her as Paula knew several men who would delight in giving her one. On the tour Tara became intimately acquainted with such strange animals and birds such as the...Purple Headed Throat Hammer...; a kind old black woman showed her the nest of the large...black-wirehaired tree wasp... and finally the boys all took turns giving her an unsurpassed knowledge of the...Purple Headed Beaver Hawk...


Tara had, like a good guest taken it all in. She had played along with the games in the local Pubs such as...Spank the Piggy...and...Grab your ass and bend over luv its my birthday... Then during the days she had walked many time through the long grass behind Chapel and she liked to think that the lads and lassies looked forward to her visits. Why Tara thought she was so popular that only that morning a girl had insisted that she swap her see through bra and red knickers for Tara's police underwear...Cos you are leaving us today piggy and its kind of like swapping shirts after a football match....Tara was delighted by the news and also by the large lovely meal the girls had made for her...Tara had said that she positively could not eat it all...But Paula had insisted so Tara had forced her self. Now as they walked in the cool evening Tara was feel full and happy...obviously the girls would be escorting her off the Estate the quite way...


She tried to engage them in conversation but all apart from Paula seemed reticent. One even shed a tear when Tara said she would miss them all and the girl positively blubbered when Tara suggested that she would come back to see them all. Paula pointed to a tall tree a way off the small track...Did Tara like the look of that tree?...Yes the cop smiled its a lovely tree and yes she would like to see it more closely...Twenty minutes later Tara was bound tight to the tree; sobbing as four balled up lace thongs were stuffed in her mouth...duct tape was applied and Tara was speechless...she squirmed and struggled as itching powder was poured into her red panties...And the girl blew her kisses as the walked knickerless back to the Estate as poor tricked Tara fought to undo the knots eventually the exhausted humiliated cop slumped in her bonds and tried to blot out the stinging itching in her knickers, she gazed around knowing no one would ever find her.