Jerlene Wylde-Huntress on a Mission

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Jerlene Wylde-Huntress on a Mission

by Lord-Storm,







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.



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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.



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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