Social Distance- A Cautionary Tale Part 1
by
Count-Phoenix
Prologue:
Recent Events have seen the UK police come in for some criticism over social distancing so here is
my thoughts on the issue.
"Hey what are you 2 doing in there" Asked the young blonde WPC mounted on her Chestnut horse, surprising Margo as she emerged from the path
in the heavily wooded area of the large Park. Margo noticed a second Young policewoman with dark hair on a darker horse behind the first and at first
remained surly and tight lipped.
The Dark haired officer asked in an assertive tone attempting to push home their authority " Well answer the question, or we will fine you for breaking the social
distance rules for being out. Peggy the second girl replied in a rather catty manner " really Don't you Bitches in Breeches have anything better to do"
Margo and Peggy really didn't want to explain what they were doing in their little hideaway but these 2 coppers could be trouble for them and the others just having
some fun. Taking stock and sizing up the girlie horse coppers both girls made a decision.
"OK we were back there in the woods smoking pot with some friends, do you wanna see" Margo teased. Surprisingly the 2 WPCs dismounted and tethered their horses.
"You will still be fined" the Blonde officer assured them "but we will check out your story" Peggy and Margo had watched as the policewomen climbed down admiring the tight black breeches hugging nice round butts and firm thighs, shinny riding boots, crisp white S/S cotton shirts beneath protective vest with chequered cravats and duty belts around their waist, chequered banded riding helmets, all this they drunk in as they formulated their plan leading the constables into the woods.
"Boy these riding trousers are tight" Peggy complained as she clipped the cravat to the neck of the white cotton shirt " And these bloody boots are uncomfortable too"
"Stop your bitching, remember that uniforms not meant for you, its hers" Margo nodded indicating the Blue eyed brunette in Black knee length cotton socks and silky dark brown control top pantyhose sheathing her tightly bound shapely legs. Her warrant card said she was WPC Judy Reed 25 years of age.
Judy sat in the snug fitting lace trimmed white soft cotton briefs with yellow and blue flowers a blue bow on the frilly waistband and a 34D cup matching bra, little pretty blue bows decorating the straps and between the cups, whose contents were barely contained due to the tight rope underneath the breast and across the ample chest, pinning her upper arms.
Constable Reeds wrist were bound side by side, rope forcing her elbows to touch uncomfortably by the ropes cinched above them and lower arms held by the rope that passed between her firm gossamer clad thighs, then to her wrist crotch roping her.
The shapely brunette officer glared and mewled her contempt through the tight OTM gag knotted over moist glossy lips.
"Enjoying my smelly socks and moist Panties officer" Margo teased her about the stuffing in her mouth, to whih the muffled reply was angry and unintelligible "it'll teach you to be more cautious following people into the bushes" the girl taunted, "Lets see how you friends doing.