Cop Bondage

I went into a convenience store and saw an officer of the law. He was probably 5’9, bald, with a stocky build, not fat but fit, Caucasian, and had a gun on his hip. I stared at him, not in fear, but in female dominance. I wanted to see how his ass would look with either my hand print or a soft, supple leather strap. I wanted to tie him up, gag him, and assert myself. It was a powerful feeling. I wanted him to beg for release, but not give it to him. I wanted tie his cock up in the Japanese style. I was aroused. He turned to look at me for a second, then turned back to finish is transaction. Nothing was said, but I felt a connection. He wanted my dominance.

This was all in my head. I have never done any type of bondage play, yet I was feeling it. But the moment was gone. He left and I have fantasies. My hand will help me cope with the loss. No dark thoughts tonight as I write. This is helping, yet I feel a relapse coming on where the darkness will win.