2nd run in with handcuffs

Postby brotyler74 » Fri Dec 28, 2012 12:39 pm

I am thought of as a “good” girl. I never get in trouble with anyone let alone the law. For this reason, I never thought I would find myself in handcuffs, well real handcuffs anyway. The first time being arrested was a big surprise, but as time goes on, I find myself getting arrested more and more.
I seem to have found a friend that gets me into more trouble than I could have ever expected. This run in with the law was a bit different than the first one, but with the same person. It began early on a Friday morning in the middle of summer. I had gotten up early and had planned to spend the day hanging out with Rachel. Rachel is the friend who had gotten me arrested the first time. She is 5’6”, athletic, and has long brown hair. We were both 17 at the time of this experience.
I arrived at her apartment around 8 A.M. She wasn’t quite up yet so I let myself in. Our plan was to get breakfast and then hit up the mall for some shopping and guy scoping. I woke her up and she got up and started getting ready. I was bored so I sprawled out on the couch and flipped on some movie on the tv. Rachel shared this apartment with her brother who I knew has had numerous run ins with the law for dealing drugs. I didn’t know if he was still doing this, but I wasn’t really thinking about it at the time. Brad was sound asleep downstairs and I didn’t expect to even see him while I was waiting for Rachel. I was beginning to doze off while watching the movie about 8:20 A.M. I was brought to by a sharp rap on the door. I didn’t think much of it thinking it was probably just a salesman or something. There was another loud knock and this time I thought I heard someone say “police, open up.” My heart began to race a little bit as the nerves set in. What could the police possibly be doing here at this time of the morning? I knew I hadn’t done anything wrong so the nervousness quickly left me. Rachel walked to the door, and looked out the peep hole. “Brooke, the cops really are here. What do I do?” I said I don’t know, answer it I guess. None of us have anything to hide.
Rachel opened the door and I heard a commotion and saw six uniformed officers come through the door. I was scared at this point because I didn’t know what was going on or why they were here. I heard an officer tell Rachel to get on the ground and asked her how many people were in the house. “three, one upstairs and one downstairs. “ Rachel replied. I was still lying on the couch as two of the officers approached me.
“Roll onto your stomach” I was instructed. I hesitated a little bit and at that time one of the officers grabbed my arm and began forcibly turning me over. “Get your hands behind your back, now!” this was all happening so quick I didn’t really know what I was feeling at the time. I started to put my other hand behind my back and heard one of the officers tell the other that he had cuffs. I felt the now familiar cold steel closing around my right wrist and then the left. The clicking sound of the handcuffs had also become a bit of a turn on for me, but since this happened so quickly I hadn’t had time to process what was happening like last time. They doubled locked my cuffs and then sat me up. I was quickly frisked and now sitting on Rachel’s couch with my hands tightly handcuffed behind my back. I sat there soaking the experience all in again, but very nervous because I didn’t know what this was all about. A few minutes later, another officer brought up Rachel and sat her on the couch next to me. It turned me on again seeing her cuffed tightly and being led around by an officer. As we sat there in handcuffs, the officers explained that they had a search warrant and were looking for her brother. They searched everywhere in the apartment and we were left cuffed the whole time. They found what they were looking for in Brad’s room and he was taken to the jail. After the officers were satisfied of their search, they uncuffed Rachel first, and then uncuffed me.
After the officers left, Rachel and I began to talk about what just happened. We never really talked about the turning on aspect of handcuffs that I had felt during our first arrest. This time she said, “Brooke, you know it really got me going seeing you handcuffed like that” “I actually kind of like being handcuffed like that too.” I couldn’t believe what she was saying. I had been thinking the exact same thing, but didn’t think anything would ever become of it. This day started out scary with the detentions, but ended with me having a new play partner. The rest of the day was spent talking about tying each other up and what we liked about our two times being in handcuffs together.

Re: 2nd run in with handcuffs

Postby TUfriend » Fri Dec 28, 2012 3:31 pm

boundfan46 wrote:nice, hope you have more

You hope she gets arrested?
I'm glad you weren't in any trouble.
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Re: 2nd run in with handcuffs

Postby ParanoiaDoesBondage » Sat Dec 29, 2012 9:59 am

Thank god nothing more seems to have came of that... Glad you found someone to experiment with though :D
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Re: 2nd run in with handcuffs

Postby Snidley » Sun Dec 30, 2012 3:10 pm

One of you just needs to join the Police Academy to cut out the middle man.

Re: 2nd run in with handcuffs

Postby El_Llama » Mon Dec 31, 2012 5:16 am

Do you haveany idea what they were looking for?
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