CHAPTER 1
"Congratulations! You are now a member of our S.W.A.T. team," Sergeant Carlos
Martinez said to Officer Tom Sinclair.
As he finished toweling off after his shower in the police locker room, Tom said,
"You mean I`ve made it?"
"Yes. Lieutenant Franks just made the decision after reviewing all the
reports."
"Great! I really worked hard to get on the team and the competition was
fierce," Tom commented as he slipped into his off-duty attire of blue jeans and a
loose fitting denim shirt.
"It was close. But you came out on top. You are now a member of the most elite squad
of the Los Angeles Police Department."
Placing his off-duty weapon into the band of the jeans, he pulled the denim shirt over
the handle to conceal it. "I know. I`m a member of S.W.A.T.--Special Weapons Assault
Team. I am sure it will look good in my file."
"It can`t hurt. Lt. Franks wants to welcome you to the squad personally."
"When?"
"Tonight. Meet us at the Nick`s Bar. That`s where we usually hang out."
"Us?`
"Yeah, the whole team will be there. It is always a special occasion to welcome a
new member to the squad. And Nick does have some of the coldest beer in town."
"What time?"
"We will all be there about nine o`clock. Dress casual like you are."
"Okay. I will be there. And I will be thirsty."
"These one hundred degree days do make you that," Sergeant Martinez agreed
before turning and walking out of the locker room.
"I will see you tonight," Tom called after him as he finished tying the
shoelaces on his Nike cross-trainers. Looking in the mirror, he checked his appearance and
made sure the 9mm was secure and concealed in the waistband of his jeans. A smile spread
across his face. I am on the fucking team. Raising his fist in the air, he pulled it down
quickly. "Yes!" he said aloud. "I am on the fucking team." He had no
idea just how true his words were.
Leaving the police building, he fired up his special edition yellow Saturn SC2 and headed
for his house in the valley. He needed to take care of his German shepherd and water the
yard before it blew away from all of the heat.
"Shit, I better call Talicia and let her know I am busy tonight," he reminded
himself as he turned the sprinklers off.
Talicia was his newest girlfriend. And he didn`t want her pissed at him for not picking
her up tonight as he had promised. He dialed her number. "Hi."
"Oh, hi, Hon. Are we still on for tonight?" She was looking forward to a late
dinner, a movie and more.
"Sorry change of plans. I was just promoted to S.W.A.T. and the Lieutenant wants to
welcome me to the squad tonight."
"Congrats on the promotion. I know you have wanted it for a long time," she
offered. The disappointed registered in her voice.
"Sorry, Tesh," he said using her pet name and lengthen the sound of the long
"e" as he recognized her disappointment.
"I really wanted to be with you tonight." In reality, she really needed to get
laid.
"I want to be with you, too, Tesh," he said sincerely knowing that she was
perpetually horny. She was like no other woman he had ever dated. She loved sex--all kinds
of sex--and wasn`t afraid to admit it. "But I have no choice. The Lieutenant wants to
see me tonight."
"Can you come over later?"
"Not sure. It might be a late night. I can make up for it tomorrow night," he
said to appease her.
"Okay," she said in a brighter tone. "And believe me you will make up for
not being here tonight."
"An expensive dinner?"
"Definitely. Then you will be my dessert. And I will want seconds and maybe
thirds."
"I know how much you like dessert, especially chocolate ones."
"Yes, I love chocolate desserts. And I think I know what I am going to dip in
chocolate and enjoy eating."
"So do I," he said. He still wasn`t used to how easily she shared her sexual
thoughts with him. But he liked her attitude and her appetite for chocolate and sex. His
cock twinged at the thought of being covered in chocolate and devoured with her luscious
lips. "Tomorrow, Tesh."
"Okay. Enjoy yourself tonight. But not too much," she added knowing how cops
could party.
"I will save myself for you," he said and replaced the phone in cradle. He
closed his eyes for a moment. She is the best thing I have run across in a long time.
Finding a parking spot for the Saturn coupe was a little difficult. And he was running a
little late. Entering Nicks at 9:10 p.m., he immediately saw Lt. Franks, Sergeant Martinez
and the team gathered around a large table at the back of the bar. Its position prevented
anyone from getting behind them and enabled them to watch the entire bar. It was in the
perfect tactical position for police officers who wanted to keep themselves safe.
"Welcome, Tom," Lt. Franks greeted him and extended his right hand.
"Thank you, Sir." He shook the lieutenant`s hand.
"You can cut the `Sir` crap out tonight. We are all friends here.
"Call me Jim."
"Okay, Jim."
"It is good to have you on the team."
"Thanks. I am looking forward to working with you."
"We are a close team, a very close team." Turning to the other team members, he
continued, "Everyone, this is our newest member, Tom Sinclair."
"Welcome, Tom," came from the nine members of the squad.
Tom nodded. "Nice to meet you."
"The first drink is on me," Jim said and handled him a shot of Canadian Club.
"Congratulations," he continued. Tom looked at all of the team members holding
their shot glasses.
"Thank you," he said and slammed the shot.
The team, five men, three women and Sergeant Martinez, cheered and joined him in slamming
down their own shots.
"Have one more," suggested Sergeant Martinez. "And then we will get on
with your initiation."
Accepting the second shot, Tom asked, "Initiation?"
"Just a small ceremony to officially make you a member of the team. Salute!"
"Salute!" Tom said and siphoned off his drink. He was beginning to feel the
alcohol entering his blood system.
"Tom," Jim continued. "I selected you for the S.W.A.T team because you
have consistently demonstrated your ability to control and take control. That
characteristic of being in control is an important part of what we do."
"I know." He was beginning to feel good for a number of reasons. And yes, he
did like being in control.
Jim continued, "You have impressed me with your ability to dominate and lead those
around you. So tonight, we are going to welcome you into our group with a special ceremony
that will let others know that you a member of S.W.A.T. and that you are to be respected
and obeyed."
"Okay," Tom said as he pondered Jim`s words especially the word obey.
"Take a seat," Jim said and pointed to the one in the corner. "Darlene
will conduct the rest of the initiation rite."
Tom watched as Darlene, a tall Amazon looking woman with red hair, moved out of the group
and stood in front of him. In the dim light of the bar, he saw just how well she was
developed as her short skirt revealed her well-tone legs and her biceps stained against
the fabric of her blouse.
"See this gold ring. You will always wear this to mark you as a member of
S.W.A.T."
Tom glanced around. "I don`t see anyone else wearing an earring."
As the laughter, which erupted from the team members, subsided, she continued, "It`s
not an earring. It`s a nipple ring." Opening her blouse and removing her right breast
from the cup of her bra, she simply stated, "Believe me. We all have one and we do
wear it all times."
Tom eyed the gold ring that was inserted through her nipple before she replaced it in the
cup her bra and buttoned her blouse. "Everyone has one?" His question was
answered by the nods of his fellow team members.
"I am ready if you are," Darlene said as she held a needle in her fingers.
"Lift your shirt." After he lifted his shirt, she took his right nipple in her
left hand and examined it. "I was afraid you might have a small nipple, but you
don`t. This one will be easy to pierce."
Tom didn`t like that word. He watched as she swabbed his nipple with alcohol and felt the
coolness as it evaporated. He watched as she pulled the nipple out and selected the right
spot to pierce.
"This will hurt a bit. But I will make it quick," she said as the needle began
to move through his extended nipple.
He flinched at the introduction of pain. He watched as the point of the needle reappeared
on the opposite side of his nipple and then was pulled completely through.
"Perfect fit," Darlene said as the gold ring was inserted.
"Welcome to the team."
"Yes, welcome to the team," agreed the others.
Tom looked at his new ring and wondered what Tesh would think about it. "The beer is
on me," he said and lowered his shirt.
"Drink up," Lt. Franks said when the beer arrived. After emptying the pitchers
of beer, Lt. Franks continued, "Let`s get moving. I am sure the others are wondering
where we are." Turning to Tom, he added, "The party is just beginning. You are
going to find out very soon what else S.W.A.T. stands for. You will be riding with
me."
Okay, Jim."
Once on the way, Jim continued, "We are going to a very special place. It is a part
of S.W.A.T. that very few people outside of the team members know about. And I mean only
very few select people are aware of what we do off-duty. You will soon know what I am
talking about and you will be sworn to secrecy. Understand?"
"Yes, Lieutenant." Tom wondered what he had gotten himself into.
"Good. S.W.A.T. means Special Weapons Assault Team. Remember what I said about you
being on the team because you can take control of situations?"
"Yes."
"Well, S.W.A.T. also means Supreme Warriors or Women, in the case of Darlene and
Jennifer, Authoritative Teachers--S.W.A.T."
"What does that mean?"
"It means you are the top dog. It means that people are going to respect you and
follow your commands and demands without hesitation. It means that whatever you want you
will get."
Tom noticed the smile on Jim`s face. "I`m afraid I don`t quite understand."
"You will soon. And you will be so happy that you are on the team. And remember
anyone you see with a gold ring through the right nipple is a member of S.W.A.T."
"Okay."
"We are here," Jim said as he parked in front of a warehouse near the harbor.
As he got out of the car, Tom noticed the rest of the team arriving. He looked at the
non-descript warehouse. He noticed that all of the windows were covered and that several
other cars were parked in the area.
When the rest of the team gathered around, Jim continued, "Tom, we know you are
going to enjoy yourself tonight. If you have any questions, just ask one of us."
"I will."
"Good. Remember being here is like going to the Elks. What you see and hear here,
you leave here. Everything done here is done with the complete confidence that no one will
ever tell. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Lieutenant, I do." What the fuck goes on inside of here crossed his
mind.
"Great. Let go in and get you introduced to the all of the benefits of belonging to
S.W.A.T. Oh, if you see people with a silver ring in their left nipple, they are members
of s.w.a.t. with small letters."
"What does that mean?"
"Tom, it means submissives wanting attention and torture from Supreme Warriors
(Women) Authoritative Teachers. You will understand better once we get inside."
"And remember you are in charge and are expected to take control," Darlene
reminded him.
"Make us proud," Sergeant Martinez said.
"I can`t wait to get started," said Jennifer.
"Neither can I," said Dave, a fellow team member, as he entered the combination
to the secured door and led the way into the warehouse.
Jennifer added, "If you have any questions, just ask me."
"I will." He looked into her dark blue eyes. The intensity he saw made a chill
moving up his spine. "What was that all about?" he asked himself as he made his
way into the warehouse. After passing through two sets of locked doors, he found himself
in main area of the warehouse. "What the fuck," he said as he saw all of the
BDSM equipment in the room.
"That is what most people say when they first see this place," Lt. Franks said.
"It is our private dungeon. It is a good place to get rid of all of your pent up
stress and frustration."
"I have only read about places like this," Tom volunteered.
"True. However, I also know that you have done some experimenting with bdsm. That
fact is what tipped the tables in your favor when I selected you for the team."
"You do?" Tom was surprised at his revelation about his interest in and
experimenting with bdsm.
"Yes, I do. And I bet you were curious about what really happens in places like
this?"
"Yes," he admitted. "I have been very curious."
"And wanted to do some of the stuff you have read about?"
"Well, yes. There is a part of me that wanted to experience some of what I`ve read
about and go way beyond what I have done so far."
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