Handcuffed Men

The Birdwatcher

“No, my friend,” said Paula fixing one of the handcuffs around Jon’s wrist, “you’re not a birdwatcher - at least not of the feathered kind. I’ve a feeling if I take a look at your photos, I’ll see some wide angle shots of my breasts and backside along with a whole lot of other unsuspecting women walking in the park.”

“But, but…” Jon stammered as the policewoman completed cuffing him behind his back. “Save it for the station, pal.” retorted Paula briskly before walking the distraught pervert towards her waiting car.

Anti Smuggling Drive

ANA ground crew at Tokyo Airport were drafted into the anti smuggling drive, meaning that every passenger arriving in Tokyo had to be searched. As the vast majority of crew were female, it was agreed that all male passengers should be handcuffed prior to being searched by the women as a security and safety precaution. The stewardesses were extremely polite as they explained this requirement to the bemused men as they emerged into the terminal. Although several were unhappy, even resistant, every male passenger entering the airport was indeed cuffed and searched by the efficient women, protests notwithstanding.

Getting Him Ready For Transport

Giving Up POV

We couldn’t go any further. The confident looking policewomen had blocked the road. We stopped the car, unsure what to do. The female cops just smiled. “All right, gents,” the woman nearest to us said, “it’s all over - get out of the car, put your guns on the ground and keep your hands where we can see them…”

I looked at my two buddies. They nodded at me sadly - no one wanted a shoot out. We got out and despondently placed our weapons on the tarmac and stood in the road, hands raised in surrender. I took in the three officers in their neat skirt uniforms. I noticed that they were all young, not much more than girls really - and unarmed. But that didn’t change anything. We had given up and that was that.

“Ok, girls,” said the lead policewoman, “let’s get these losers cuffed. Ayu, you gather up their weapons.” God, this is humiliating, I thought as two of the women walked towards us, still smiling while the third picked up our guns. “Hands behind your backs, boys,” said the lead vixen smugly, a pair of handcuffs already in her hand…

Jokers

“Ok,” said officer Sandra Davey after completing handcuffing one of the male suspects behind his back, “let’s get these jokers in the back of our cars before more of them turn up!”

Mr Muscles

Cheer Up, Billy

“Cheer up, Billy,” Tegan told the miserable-looking tough guy Billy Sanders, embarrassed at being arrested by a woman as she led him away, “at least I didn’t cuff you behind your back this time!”

“You’re all heart, miss,” Billy replied glumly.

Tik Tok

“That’s too tight, ma’am…” complained the man who Wendy had pulled over, suspecting him of involvement in a hit-and-run incident that morning, as she cuffed him behind his back. “No it isn’t, sir.” the young traffic policewoman replied briskly, checking the cuffs. He was a big guy, and Wendy was taking no chances - thankfully he was compliant.

“Now bend over the bonnet of your car while I check out your story.” she told him as she moved him unceremoniously into position. Wendy then walked over to her own vehicle and pulled out her radio. As she began her checks, she glanced over at her frustrated and bound prisoner. She couldn’t help but smile at the sight of the tall man’s arse sticking in the air. ‘That backside would look so good on Tik Tok,’ she mused unprofessionally…

“Is it too tight for you?”

“Is it too tight for you, sir?” asked Detective Zofia Kaminska, a concerned note in her voice as she cuffed Darren’s hands behind his back.

“Yes it is, dammit!” retorted the elusive burglar, gasping slightly in discomfort. “Loosen them will ya, you sadistic witch?”

“Oh, that’s good then.” remarked Zofia, with an innocent smile. Then the policewoman directed the protesting Darren towards her waiting car.

Dreams Cum True…

“I wouldn’t normally handcuff you behind your back - or even at all - for urinating in a public place, sir, but if you insist…”

The overjoyed Jeff came quietly (almost…).

“There. That’s not too tight is it, sir?”

Cheer Up…

He sobs quietly as Officer Jenny, have chased, caught and cuffed him behind his back, takes him in. “Cheer up, pal,” the Pokemon policewoman tells her prisoner cheerily as she leads him away down the street on his walk of shame…