"Jerlene Wylde " the complete saga

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thanks to Torreken I have realized that the saga dedicated to "the Huntress -AKA Jerlene Wylde" has been presented here at the board in a chaotic and rather incomplete way; I try to resolve the issue by posting here the whole series of short tales currently at the Deviantart page of Lord Maul


HUNTRESS
( by Captain Scarlett )


Jerlene was surprised, she had expected to find at least a guard outside the private room in this part of St Agnes Memorial hospital, especially considering who her target was.
Looking around she cautiously entered the room, dressed in soft black trainer type shoes and a black hooded top and sweat pants, she scanned the almost quiet room.
"BUNF", the noise came from her left, behind an adjoining door. Stealthily she crept forward and grasped the handle, finding it locked, quickly locating the key on the floor, she opened it, her automatic at the ready.

Standing just inside the door were 2 delightful young women, in white nurse's caps with red trim, however instead of the white ,tight, knee length button front uniforms, with red belts and white pumps, that the other nurse in the hospital wore, these sexy young ladies had been stripped. A redhead, her hair pulled into a neat bun, stood in cream colour satin garter belt, hi cut thong panties and a matching lace trimmed bra, barely able to contain her 36D breast, which were being pushed up by the ropes running under her cleavage and across her chest, that also looped across the stunning blonde with her long hair held with a hair grip. The blonde wore brightred lacy garter belt, matching bra and panties, both girls standing in sheer white nylon stocking clad feet, the welts pulled tight up firm thighs by their garter straps.

Whoever had done this was good, both had their wrist bound side by side and cinched
in the crotch area. They been tied together, back to back, around toned midrifts,
their lower arms held separately above the garter belted waistlines, ankles, calves
and above the knees had been tied and then both secured by more rope at the ankles
and thighs.
The two helpless captives looked at Jerlene, the red head with light blue eyes, the blonde with hazel eyes. Strips of white cloth covered their lower jaws from chin to nose, knotted behind the neck, the outline of lips through taut cloth visible, a rolled up bandage filling their mouths.

"Nurses Huh" stated Jerlene.
"Urumph" Both women mumbled, nodding their heads.
"Had your uniforms stolen did we" came the obvious statement"
"Memph bopf ip lup rik" came the rather annoyed reply.
"Well sorry but i ain't here to help" putting her finger to her lips and shushing them "so you stay quiet if you wanna live" and with that she closed the door muffling
the frantic mewling from the two captive medical staff.

HUNTRESS pt 2

Jerlene Wylde, aka the Huntress noticed the sheets on the hospital bed move
and a soft groaning sound emitted from its occupant. She gingerly moved towards
the bed, since the discovery of the two stripped and bound nurses meant that
something had occurred, best not take any chances.
Pulling back the covers, she found herself, not looking at her intended prey
but a stunning young woman with collar length dark hair, piercing green eyes,
which now looked up her pleadingly and an hourglass figure with shapely athletic
long legs.
This pretty young vision was clad in a form fitting pale blue silky camisole, with
lace trim and small bows, coffee colour sheer nylon pantyhose encased her pins, her
mouth bulged from the rolled bandage that filled it, held by the torn cloth tied
and knotted tightly over her lower jaw.
Jerlene observed that her ankles and thighs were bound securely with medical tape,
as were her arms above the elbows, arms pinioned to her torso, around slender waist
and across 38D chest and shoulders. As she rolled onto her side,the brunette revealed
a firm tush and a pair of police issue cuffs holding her wrist tightly in her back.
The woman rolled back staring straight into the Huntress face and started to mewl,
"Let me guess cop Huh!" Jerelene had assessed from the cuffs and the toned, lithe
body and legs,
"Ur ummh" the brunette mumbled through her gag nodding her affirmation.
"Meeb bilk yub rurb tibe ne" came a torrent of gag, talk as the cop begged for release
from captivity.
Jerlene drank in the form laying in front of her, desperately controlling some rather
unhealthy urges, as the woman squirmed helpless in her hose and underwear, but
ignored the plea's.
"Aren't there normally two of you on these assignments guarding someone," she asked,
the cop nodded, "So where's your partner" enquired Jerlene.
The officer mewled and indicated a clothes closet with a movement of her head, the Huntress
opened the door to dicover an equally gorgeous young woman, with blue eyes
and blonde hair plaited in a ponytail, sat in the closet mewling, gagged and bound
in a similar fashion to the other girl, only she wore white floral print cotton panties and bra,
both with a frilly trim, her 36Cs rising and falling rapidly in their cups,
legs sheathed in sheer light grey nylon pantyhose. Tucked in the waistband of the hose was
the black wallet containing her shield, showing the badge number and name, with
name folded over the outside of her underwear.
"Well officer Nash 3445, i'm afraid your here for the duration" the huntress informed
her and with that she shut the protesting blonde back in the closet.
"Now where did they put your badge" she asked the Brunette.

THE HUNTRESS pt 3

Jerlene made her way over to the bed, where the writhing form of the curvy
brunette cop lay, secured in her sexy camisole and coffee colour sheer hose.
The Huntress noticed a bulge of black pertruding between the silky blue cups
of the camisole holding the womans heaving cleavage.
"Ah there you are" she announced, withdrawing the cops badge from its unlikely
hiding place.
"Well officer Jones 2311, it seems my prey has gone, so i will have to look for
them elsewhere.
Jerlene went to cover the captive pretty lady cop "i'm outta here" she said.
Officer Kathleen Jones began to squirm and moan loudly and the Huntress realised
she needed to pacify the brunette. She noticed a syringe which bore the chemical
name of a sedative, which one of the now incapacitated nurses had bought in on a
tray.
Picking it up she looked at Officer Jones, who realised what she planned to do, her
eyes widdened, "sorry but i need to give you a little injection to quiet you down"
proclaimed Jerlene.Unable to escape The cop squeezed her eyes shut and let out a
shrill muffled cry, from behind her gag, as the needle penetrated the soft flesh
of her left upper arm. As she opened her now moist eyes softly sobbing, Jerlene
tenedly swabbed the area where the needle had gone in and slowly Kathleen Jones
pretty eyes closed as she fell into her chemical induced sleep.
Jerlene ran her hands up the silky smooth hosed legs and over the camisole encased
body, before hiding the fit form beneath covers pulled up to the neck.
She tucked the bedding in tightly both sides so as to further impede the cops escape
and then checked that the other 3 captives were stil firmly bound and their gags
muffled their cries, before sneaking from the room.
Jamming the door shut she decided that her only hope was to catch up with them quickly.
The time delay from losing the 4 women, to the discovery of the stripped nurses and
lady cops had been minimal and in such a large hospital and with an someone recovering
from an operation, they might still be around.

The Huntress realised that she looked quite conspicuous and decided that she might need
to acquire a change of clothes. There were plenty of nurses and others around but just
then she spotted the perfect disguise

HUNTRESS pt 4

Jerlene had spotted the 3 U.S Airforce officers, 1 male 2 female huddled
together in a small group, her attention drawn to the 2 slender uniformed
females. Suddenly the male officer and 1 of the females left and the one
remaining officer sat down and began to thumb through a womans magazine.
The Huntress now found herself looking at a very attractive woman in about
her late 20s. with blue eyes and chestnut brown collar length hair, beneath
her airforce dress cover. She wore the dark blue 3 button jacket, matching
above the knee uniform skirt and Jerlene could see the neck tab secured at the
throat of her pale blue cotton uniform shirt.
She found herself drawn to the two shapely dark charcoal sheer nyloned calves
that made a soft rustling noise , as the young woman casually swung the left leg
backwards and forwards, the shiny black heels on both both feet ,blissfully unaware
of being observed by dark haired Huntress, as she eyed this delightful military
girl her watering at the prospect of getting hold f her and what she was about to do.

Lt Ellie Baker was deeply engrossed in the magazine, when a shadow passed over her
and she found herself looking up at Jerlene Wylde.
"Could You help me miss" asked Huntress "But i seem to have lost my little boy"
The Pretty LT smiled through glossy red lips "of course not Ma'am, but i must be
back in about 30 minutes, i'm waiting for somebody" she volunteered.
Good thought Jerlene she had enough time to carry out her plan, then she watched as
the slender, 5"8 airforce officer rose and followed her in an empty hunt for a the
non existent child. Jerlene noted the shiny heels and the way the jacket buttoned
verytightly to the LTs bodyand the way the skirt fell to above the knees and clung to
the hips.
"I think he may have hid in here" said Jerlene and rather naively the brown haired U.S
Airforce officer entered the medical store room.

Jerlene put her dark hair up in a bun and placed the Airforce dress cover on top of
her head and the brushed down the rest of the uniform, which felt felt quite fitted
and comfortable and was still warm from its previous occupant.
"There fits like a glove" She announced, looking at the name badge declaring she was
LT. E. Baker. She turned to where the rather helpless "real" Ellie Baker now sat her
rather fetching cream satin garter belt, matching panties, across two firm buttocks
and a lace trimmed matching cream coloured satin bra containing her 36c breast.
Ellie sat with her charcoal nylon stocking clad ankles and mid thighs held firmly
together by strips of torn hospital sheet, as were her arms behind her back, wrist
locked side by side and elbows touching, as another strip cinched her arms just above
them both.
This is how she had awoken to find herself after, the Huntress had hand gagged her
and rendered the young LT unconcious. Ellie ahdson realised she'd been undressed, a
not unenjoyable task for Jerlene, as the girl had proved to have an incredible body
and sey lingerie on.
The Huntress had packed the young LT. mouth with more torn sheet and had expended a
whole roll of medical tape wrapped around her head to create an effective gag to keep
her quiet.
"Thanks for lending me your clothes" she teased her hapless captive "but i think you
need a little more binding before i leave"
Jerlene wrapped a dressing around LT. Bakers sheer stocking clad calves tying it off
tightly. Taking another one she wound it across Ellie's toned midriff and upper arms
pinning them to her torso securely. The gorgeous chestnut brown haired, blue eyed
Airforce officer mewled from behind her gag.
"I think you need a rest" said Jerlene, and clamping a hand over her captives mouth
and nose and grabbing her across her chest she applied pressure. The air being pushed
out along with the hand preventing exhaling caused Ellie to black out.
When she went limp, the Huntress dragged her behind some laundry trollies, used a
short strip of cloth to pull her ankle bindings and connected them to the elbow ones,
so her feet werenow parallel with her pert ass in a hog tie, then rolling her on her
side Jerlene left her innocent clothes donor locked in the store room.

HUNTRESS pt 5

Jerlene was right, she was not far behind her prey, who had made another stop
to acquire some fresh clothes for the patient/escapee. The woman the Huntress
was in pursuit of now wore a smart light grey pinstipe skirt suit, ribbon tie
and crisp pink satin blouse, with dark heels.
The unhappy donor was junior hospital Administrator Sarah Webb, an attractive but
very haughty 30 year old with long auburn hair held in a ponytail by a pink silk
ribbon, designer glasses perched on her pert little nose. She had been completely
taken by surprise by the 2 female police officers who had escorted her into a supply room,
where they'd stolen her clothes at gunpoint, leaving her gagged and bound in her
current state of undress. Mouth stuffed and a piece of cloth tied in a cleave gag
between white teeth and glossy moist lips, Sarah squirmed futilely against the rolls
of white medical tape which held her securely in its grasp.
Sat in a light green full body O/B girdle with garters holding up her black opaque stockings,
the red and black polka dot cotton panties visible, she found no real flexibility in her sticky
taped bonds. Sarah's legs were bound at the ankles and above the knee's quite tightly
and her crossed wrist looped with tape, whilst the roll had been emptied with bands above
and below her 38c cleavage. The two fake cops had stuffed a several guaze pads into her
mouth and now her main cause for concern was the humiliation of being discovered by one of
the lecherous Doctors or security staff who eyed the stuffy, yet curvy junior Administrator as
she click clacked her way with an air of importance, which she no longer felt right now, around
St Agnes. Meanwhile the reciepient of her shoes, slip and clothes was getting dressed in the
still warm disguise.

AS the Huntress got closer to her prey, time was about to get tight, as the police
relief watch had now arrived and upon finding no officers guarding the room and the
door jammed had broken in. The brown brown haired female officer and her male partner
discovered the unconcious hosed and underwear clad Kathleen Jones tied and gagged on
the bed and a further search revealed Officer Nash bound and gagged in her nylons and
underwear, as well as the two rather sexy distressed nurses stripped and tied in their
stockings and lingerie.
After removing her gag Sonia Nash's gag and starting to free the others, the Blonde officer
could, along with a rapidly awakening Officer Jones piece events together, but by this time all
those involved, including Jerlene, were gone

HUNTRESS pt 6

As Jerlene hunted her prey the inquest into how 4 young women had been
overpowered, 2 of them police officers, their uniforms stolen and a very
valuable asset taken from under guard. The authorities were under the false
belief that their detainee was about to supply them with some important info,
but sadly she had double crossed them, as they would soon discover.
Officer Selena Nash had revealed that she'd been drawn away from the door,
as the blonde nurse had entered to deal with an incident, which she now knew
had been delibrately, to allow the attackers to get Officer Jones alone.
Kathleen Jones had been called by the nurse from inside the room and as she
entered, an unseen woman had handgagged her from behind and pushed the muzzle
of an automatic pistol in her back. The blonde nurse stood with the prisoner
holding a scalpel to her pretty throat. As the captive nurse and policewoman
watched 2 more women had entered the room and disarmed Officer Jones. whilst a
fourth kept Officer Nash occuppied. The second Nurse had arrived, been overpowered
and the stripping of uniforms had begun ready for the villains of the piece to
disguise themselves. As Kathleen Jones gunbelt was unbuckled, the officers arms held
behind her back, one of the captors unlaced her shoes and made her step out of them,
before removing her socks and now she stood in stockinged feet. The 3 women were all
swiftly gagged and the stripping continued, amid gagged, muffled protest.
Jones matched as the nurse's removed their belts from slender waist and undid the
white front fastening uniform dresses, sliding them off to reveal rather sexy skimpy lingerie,
garter belts and stockings, they slipped off the white plimsolls, then the captors
began tying up the 2 helpless medical staff.
Kathleen Jones felt the buckle of the belt holding her dark blue uniform pants go,
the fly unzipped and felt them tugged down silky smooth nylon hosed legs, then she stepped out of them before the tie was
removed, then the buttons of her short sleeved dark blue cotton Uniform shirt undone, until she too was clad only
in underwear and hosiery like the nurses.

It was into this that Nash had walked. not seeing her partner outside the door
she'd cautiously drawn her weapon and opened the door, when suddenly there had
been a violent push from behind and Selena Nash had shalf stumbled into the room.
As the blonde cop recovered service revolver was pushed in her face by a woman in
a police officers uniform. Now Nash took in the scene, as her partner mewled
mewled through a tight gag sat in her coffee colour pantyhouse and underwear, sat
on the edge of the bed tightly gagged and bound. Too the side she could see two
women in nurses uniforms tying 2 pretty young ladies in garter belts, lingerie
and white stockings together in an ante-room.
"Go outside and stand guard in that uniform, you'll keep the curious away" said a
dark haired woman, who appeared to be in charge.
Turning on Selena Nash "and now blondie lets relieve you of that tight little
uniform and your gunbelt" she said, as the blonde officer unbuckled her gunbelt
and began a rapid strip of her clothes, handing each piece over as the other woman
dressed in the newly acquired disguise, until the blonde lady cop was left displaying her curves and ample charms in pantyhose and
underwear.
As she had her mouth stuffed and gagged, she could only watch helpless as the impostor
in her clothes, tied her tightly both arms behind her back resting on her firm pantyhose
and pantied ass. When she'd finished, the replacement for Selena had bunnyhopped her to the storage closet,
pushed her down in a seated position, where it was cramped and tight,
the last thing she saw was Kathleen being laid flat on the bed and her bound stripped
form covered with bedsheets, until first Jerlene and then hercoleeagues had opened the door to release her.


HUNTRESS pt 7 FINALE

The phone rang on Eric Petersons desk and the Police Captain answered.
A womans voice Informed him "there's a little package parked outside for
Your attention" it said.
"What package, who is this?" Peterson continued
"Never mind who i am, lets just say you'll find the answers to St Agnes
inside the black,oh and don't bother trying to trace this call i'm using
someone else's phone"and the line went dead.
Peterson dashed outside with a SWAT team. A dark UPS delivery van sat in a
parking bay and a strange muffled sound was coming from inside, Peterson
approached cautiously as several SWAT members checked out the van.
"Seems ok sir" said the Squad leader and with that the lock was broken, the
doors thrown open and the cops were met with an extraordinary sight.
From across the street Jerlene watched a little smirk on her face.

Inside the van sat 4 women, sat on packing crates, a red head and a blonde
the blonde in nude pantyhose, green bra and panties the red head's in a vest
top and thong brief both legs bare. On the opposite side the other blonde and
a brunette sat in white sheer pantyhose and underwear the blonde in a pale blue
bra and panty set, the brunette in a black lacy body.
All 4 been zip tied at the ankles and calves, arms held behind them and zip tied
at the wrist and elbows, each girl drooled onto their chest as the tight leather
strapped ball gags kept mouths open wide.
A clear plastic sack sat in front of each girl and as Peterson checked them he
exclaimed "these are the uniforms stolen from officers Jones and Nash and the 2
nurses at St Agnes yesterday and i bet these are the perpetrators"
Peterson noticed an envelope sticking up in the back of the red heads panties and
pulled it out and began to read.

HERE ARE THE GANG MEMBERS WHO STOLE GLORIA CASEY FROM YOU
THEY WOULD LIKE TO RETURN THE CLOTHES THEY TOOK AND ALSO
TO CONFESS TO THEIR PART IN CRIMINAL ACTIVITY. SORRY BUT
THEIR LADY BOSS IS MY MEAL TICKET BUT WILL BE DEALT WITH

THE HUNTRESS

"There is no point looking for fingerprints" Peterson informed his CSI lab
"You can try but she never leaves any, from what i've been told" he said.
From her vantage point Jerlene watched, in the trunk in expensive black silk
garter belt and lingerie, sheer black seamed stockings and Jimmy Choo's lay
slender Crime queen wannabe Gloria Casey, duct tape sealing in a sponge ball,
crotch roped and hog-tied, a blindfold impairing her vision.
"Relax Gloria, i'm off to my paymasters and some old friends would like a chat"
laughed The Huntress, as she pulled away from the kerb into traffic, the sound
drowning out her captives pitifull muffled pleas.


THE END

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Jerlene Wylde - Huntress on a Mission

Jerlene watched Emily Pearce as the grey eyed blonde continued getting dressed
"Come on lets move things up we have a rendezvous to make" the brunette agent
chided, as she sat on the bed finishing off her task of cinching the tight white
ropes around the sheer dark nylon clad ankles of the beds other occupant.
Face down on top of the sheets lay an attractive curvy woman, with dark hair tied back
in a ponytail, her head turned towards her very able captor. She mewled through her
gag, consisting of 2 pairs of balled up ladies panties, held in by 3 strips of white
overlapping medical tape,as the Huntress tightened the knot.
The woman lay in silky smooth dark control top pantyhose, on shapely legs, also tied
at the calves and firm mid thighs. Both wrist were tied and cinched side by side and
moved over the pale blue cotton control briefs pulled taut over the top of pert
buttocks, making a soft, almost sexual swishing noise, as her arms moved, a crisp
white cotton uniform shirt with dark epauletted shoulders covered her upper body,the
long sleeves tied and cinched behind her, just above the elbows.
The captives name was Elizabeth Warner or "Liz" to friends and colleagues, in fact she
was WPC Liz Warner and right now the 30 year old policewoman was somewhat helpless
and embaressed in her current state of undress, as Jerlene, dark hair in a bun, stood up
now wearing the officers fitted stolen uniform, still warm from being freshly removed from
its former owner, only her uniform shirt, hose and underwear left covering her.
"Lets get you a little more secured up" said the Huntress, as she produced 2 more long
lengths of white nylon rope and formed a loop in the end of one, before reaching under
the toned stomach of her captive. Jerlene had unbuttoned the cotton uniform blouse, so
when she pulled the rope around Liz Warners waist and looped it several times through her
lower arms holding them tightly to her body, it pulled the shirt with it.
Jerlene tied the rope ends off by running them through the cinched wrist ropes, then repeated
the process under the brunette policewomans bust, pinning her upper arms,tying off these
loops to the elbow
ropes, with the effect of pulling the shirt even more and exposing the black satin underwired
bra that held the 36D cups and breast into prominence, as she lay nice and tightly gagged
and bound.
Emily was now clipping the chequered cravat to the neck of her own white blouse,the dark haired
private soldier retrieved some items from her small black pack.
"Lets go in and check on your friend" Jerlene said to her now incapacitated hostage, "but first" she
added "lets make you a little more comfortable" as she handed a small syringe and latex gloves to
Emily.


Jerlene Wylde-Huntress on a Mission pt 2

Jerlene had taken the assignment, because it was different and would test the
former covert agent's skills. First she would have to extract her associate
from under the noses of the British Police, who had her under "protective
custody" in a safe house. A visit to the home of 30 year old brown haired,
attractive Maxine Carter, a uniformed civilian police front desk worker, had
allowed the Huntress to acquire what she needed to gain access to the location
of her soon to be released friend.
In her Grey mid thigh uniform skirt and matching jacket with light gey nylons,
dark sensible heels and handbag, the ponytailed woman was completely taken by
surprise by the chloroform pad forcibly held over her mouth and nose, as she
turned the front door key entering the house and casualy reaching for the light
switch, that she never found.
Carrying the slender Maxine upstairs, Jerlene had rapidly stripped off, the fitted
and removed the black tie and crisp white cotton shirt, revealing the rather curvy
shape of a someone who spent time in the gym. A black basque with garters, held the
smoky grey nylons on shapely legs and matching thong panties covered her modesty.
The Huntress admired the lovely form in front of her as she laid her on the bed and
slid her shoes off stocking clad feet.
Opening her black bag, she removed a ball gag and various lengths of rope ready
to secure her captive. Rolling Maxine onto her chest, she was struck by the sight
of athin wedge of black lace going between the crack of two firm, toned ass cheeks.
Crossing her wrist, she began to to tie and cinch the civilian workers hands, before
moving on to her ankles.
Maxine awoke to find she couldn't move, she could feel cool air against soft skin,
her jaw ached as something firm and round kept her lips apart, there was a cold
sensation on the back of her thighs, she realised that all her clothes were gone ,
but not her stockings or underwear and that she had been tied up, a strange yet
not uncomfortable situation.
Jerlene appeared, dressed in Maxines uniform and a spare pair of grey nylons she
had found in the draw.
"Thanks for the clothes" said the Huntress "i need these, oh and these will come
in handy" indicating 2 spare white cotton shirts.

Maxine realised she was stripped to her lingerie and silky stockings, and sat on
the cold mock marble seat of her toilet, legs securely bound from ankle to thigh,
a short length holding her ankles to the fixture. Her wrist had been retied behind
the cistern pipe and rope under and above her cleavage, pinned both upper arms
to a shapely, busty body. A small drop of droll spalshed on her ample bra cupped chest.
"Nye rnn duh yewing gis" the civilian worker tried to enquire.
The Huntress looked at her helpless prey and then showed her the now doctored I/D
card that would gain her access to what she required. It showed Jerlenes face in
place of Maxine's "because i need to acquire some info and with your assistance i
should get it"
she answered "your still a litle noisy so i'll quiet you down" and she tore off several
long, wide strips of white medical tape, stretching it over the red ballgag,
smoothing it up Maxine's cheeks, then she strapped a dusk mask over the other womans
face and Maxine found herself breathing in the chloroform unable to stop herself passing out.
"By the time anyone finds you i should have what i want and be long gone, sleep tight"
said Jerlene as she shut the bathroom door and made her way back to her own place ready
to implement the next part of her plan.
And thus it was that having gained entry to the police station where the info was, without
arousing suspicion, she now found herself 24 hours later watching the 2 pretty unsuspecting
WPCs enter the safehouse for what would prove an eventful shift.

Jerlene Wylde- Huntress on a Mission pt 3

Jerlene had watched with interest as the 2 Female police officers had entered
the house, she had all the intel she needed after her brief spell as a civilian
station worker, The slender bunned brown haired officer was 38 year Jane Clarke,
who judging from the way her tunic clung to a curvy figure and her skirt hugged
slender hips, kept in shape, the Huntress could see she had kept her looks and
broad smile on the face with blue eyes helped. The other woman with the hourglass
shape and long dark ponytail was Liz Warner, younger then her partner but pretty.
The male officers they were to relieve appeared and handed over various things,
Jerlene watched, she already had a plan and everything she would need, Liz was
the most likely candidate to help supply the rest, as she weighed up her female
"victims."
With the two male cops clocking their female colleagues and making gestures to
indicate that both Jane and Liz looks were much appreciated, Jerlene readied her
plan to get her companion.
Jane had removed her cap and gone upstairs to check out the house and Emily, who
had been tipped to expect a visit so had feighned illness, thus splitting the two
Female coppers.
Downstairs Liz had removed her cap and placed it on the kitchen table, her tunic
hung over the back of chair, she slide off her body vest and placed her equipment
belt on the table, clipping her radio to the narrow belt around the waist of the
fitted dark skirt, after all they were safe here and the house was wired up.
Jelene was a professional and had soon gained entry, she had been observing liz
who she had already decided had the right size uniform for her to borrow.
Closing the door into the utility room, the Huntress snuck in stealthily, good
she thought as the pieces of uniform on the chair and table would mean less time
stripping Liz, making things quicker and easier.
The unsuspecting dark haired cop called her colleague "ok up there Jane, i'm just
to make a brew" called Liz.
"It looks ok, i'll stay with sleeping beauty, so bring me one up" came the reply.
Good thought Jerlene as she waited for her prey to appear. Liz was caught totally
off guard, as a gloved hand clamped over her mouth and she felt the silencer press
into her.
"Do as your told and you won't get hurt understand" Jerlene whispered into the left
ear of the frightened girl cop.
"Ur Hurm" Liz murmured nodding in affirmation and raising both hands so as not to
give her capyor any reason to hurt her.
"Now i need those clothes so quickly take off the rest of your uniform" Jerlene told
her helpless hostage.
The WPCs strip had been reluctant but rapid, Jerlene even put bthe kettle on to alay
any suspicion. She stuffed and taped policewomans mouth from behind to silence her,
as the belt was undone and Liz uclipped and unzipped her skirt, stepping out of her
shoes and sliding first her skirt, then her silky slip off.
With sheer pantyhosed legs and panties exposed she unclipped her cravat and began to
unfasten the tight crisp white uniform shirt, but was surprised When her captor informed her she didn't need to remove it, Jerlenne drew the cops hands behind her back, crossed her wrist and tied them tight, cinching the rope, then sat her down, as she silently stripped to her own dark hose and underwear and began redressing in the stolen uniform.

Jane heard the slow footsteps made by the regulation shoes on the stairs and went to greet her colleague ready to retrieve her tea

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