News Humour The BDSM Cops - Episode One by <b>'sevrn'</b>
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The BDSM Cops - Episode One by <b>'sevrn'</b>
Written by Guest  
Thursday, 14 August 2003 00:00
In a time of turmoil and anarchy, they came to enforce The Rules. Stamping out poor etiquette, and ridding the scene of wrongdoers. Upholders of The Code, Defenders of the Clique. The BDSM Cops …

BDSM Cops

Episode 1: The Case of the Missing Doughnut

In a time of turmoil and anarchy, they came to enforce The Rules. Stamping out poor etiquette, and ridding the scene of wrongdoers. Upholders of The Code, Defenders of the Clique. The BDSM Cops …

It was not quite the reception freshface had expected on arriving for his first day of work at the station. Not at all what the Academy had led him to expect in fact.
“You must be freshface. Getchor fakkin arse in that squad car. Wot? You fink this is a fakkin Munch or summink? I ain’t your fakkin Mumsy Domme sunshine. Let’s Fakkin move - naaaarrrrrrrrrr!”

And so went freshface’s introduction to Sly McPickle. The Copper’s Copper. A Dom so old school he made De Sade look like the newbie who just walked in the pub. A Dom to whom ‘Safe, Sane, and Consensual’ sounded suspiciously like a hearts and flowers Liberal conspiracy to interfere in his handing out of a damn good thrashing.

But times had changed. And the BDSM Cops were changing with them. Doms like McPickle were a dying breed, and the Old Ways had been replaced with equal opps quotas, bureaucracy, and ‘Low Impact Policing Guidelines’. McPickle didn’t like it. Not one ‘fakkin’ bit.

At the academy, freshface had learnt the mantras of the new wave: ‘Latex and body paint good - sandals and socks bad’. ‘Subs have feelings too’. ‘There are no rules – only relationships’. He had learnt about non-confrontational restraint techniques, the importance of body language in conflict reduction, and, of course, the correct salute with which to address a high ranking Domme Officer.

Not that this meant much to McPickle, as the pair hurtled towards their squad car, rubber cloaks frooshing in the breeze.

“Fakkin step on it, freshface, and turn that fakkin siren on! Me belly is emptier than a sub male’s inbox on Disinformed Malcontent! Get to that doughnut shop naaaaarrrrrrrr!”

Later, as McPickle quaffed his fourth chocolate doughnut and freshface began to wish he had been partnered with that nice blonde Domme who had facilitated the ‘sensual sadism’ course at the Academy, a call came though on the radio.

“Base to Delta Flogger Tango Butt Plug. Do you copy? There’s a disturbance down at the Golden Shower night club. Can you attend please, over”.

And that was how it all began…

To Be Continued......Continued in Episode2

 

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