Hanna tried to bow her head so none of her friends and neighbourgs could see her at the backseat of a police car, handcuffed and full of shame on her way to the police station. As she bowed her head, she realized that her having her hands back made her button shirt so tight that her bust was about to explode. More to feel embarrased... She gave a glance to the driver and caught the police officer looking at her cleavage, he just smiled and look back to the road. She decided not say a thing and try to accomodate. To say the truth, a part of her brain was telling her she was tied and bust exposed, just like in the fantasies she had had someties when playing with her toys. Her nipples got hard and she turned her body so the officer could not see it but suddenly the car stopped. They where at the police station. The officer opened the door and grabbed Hanna by her arm forcing her to stand up on her heels and walk clumsy to the reception. There, the officer told the receptionist she was going to be held in a police cell until she passed out the hang over. The recepcionist pressed a button and a door opened. Hanna was dragged by her arm to a wall with height marks. A police parted away her hair from her face rudely and took photos. Then she was led to a white tiled room and told to wait to be called. It was an empty room, with no seats or other furniture and just one titillating fluorescent light on the ceiling. She was nervous and her tight button shirt did not help to breath deep to calm. She wanted to pee so bad...