Ludicrous raid at St Sebastian's Police Station

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Chapter 4
Zoe and Susan exchanged their grey garments for the blue uniforms of Harbour Plains Police. Zoe wore Victoria’s black pants, boots and blue shirt, keeping her badge and cravat as well. Ursula had the same outfit, in this case the one which has previously belonged to Sergeant Claire Winslow. Finally, Susan impersonated Kelly Jones, although she was unhappy that she had to wear black skirt and heels instead of pants and boots like her partners. The petite brunette’s outfit was meant for clerical duties, not for the mission they had ahead. The three unwilling donors looked at them with a mixture of rage and despair. Claire was sitting on the toilet, with her hands and feet handcuffed to a pipe. She was only wearing her white panties and a red ball-gag. Sitting on her lap, Kelly had her hands and feet handcuffed to the same pipe as Claire’s. She was also ball-gagged but she was more fortunate than her colleague: she was still wearing her black bra, panties and pantyhose. Both policewomen were taped to the toilet seat and, as finishing touch, Susan had tied their necks together, loosely but closely. This would prevent brusque movements and the possibility of alerting anyone who went to the restroom. It also had additional perks, such as the view of both pretty women’s chests rubbing each other. Victoria, on the other hand, was hogtied on the floor wearing nothing more than her black thong. Her matching bra was crammed in her mouth, held with duct tape. Susan has tied with rope her wrists, elbows, ankles and calves. Later, she tied her ankles to her hands with a short rope, which made the Latina extremely uncomfortable. Susan was a rope virtuosa, so she could not miss the opportunity of adding a crotch rope to the unhappy officer.
Once the prisoners were secure, they decided it was time to look for the archive. They expected that wearing these uniforms would allow them to wander the Police Station unimpeded. ‘It is impossible that the remaining cops know each and every one of St Sebastian’s officers!’ Zoe said, although Ursula was not so sure.
Although the building was not very big, they decided to split in order to cover more ground. Zoe would remain around the reception, checking that no one found the missing officers, and ready to solve any crisis. For additional security, she disconnected the telephone system, although she kept the radio dispatch open, in case any patrol wanted to contact the station. Ursula and Susan went to the ground floor, where they saw two doors and no signs: ‘These fucking townies have such a tiny station that they know it by heart!’ Ursula sighed. They opened the doors with the swipe cards taken from their captives, and decided to go separate ways.

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Just caught up after reading parts 3 and 4. I'm really enjoying this series of yours. Many thanks.

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Chapter 5
Ursula took the right door and soon realised that it was the right one. Two minutes later she reached the evidence room, where she was greeted by two police officers, a man and a woman. They looked a bit perplexed, but the woman politely asked her what did she needed. Ursula remained calmed and firmly told them that she has been ordered to bring some old files upstairs. The policewoman, Sylvia Blue, told her that even if this was Lieutenant Daniels’ request, she had to file a form with her badge number. Ursula complied -luckily, she had memorised the number before-, but she could sense that something was not going on well when she handed it. Sylvia typed her number and silently pointed the screen to her fellow officer: there was no way that this blonde was Sgt Winslow. Before the cops could react, Ursula kicked the policeman in the face. The officer stepped back but was unable to remain on his feet once Ursula kicked him in the balls. Sylvia frantic calls to reception found no answer, so the secret agent slowly walked towards her and, pointing her gun, ordered the policewoman to calm down. The cop was forced to kneel with her hands on her head, facing the wall, while Ursula took care of her partner. The secret agent handcuffed the policeman to a metal bookshelf hooked to the wall, after knocking him out with the back of her gun. Next, Ursula took care of the young policewoman: Sylvia was a raven-haired beauty in her mid-twenties with pale skin. Her face whitened even more when Ursula handcuffed each of her hands to a metal bookshelf, just a few meters from her partner. She parted her legs and spent a few seconds caressing Sylvia’s thighs under her black skirt, a period of time which seemed eternal for the defenceless cop. However, Ursula regained her senses and realised that time was vital, so she left the officers and entered the archive to search for the file. ‘Any noise coming from your mouth will result in immediate punishment’, she warned her captive before Sylvia lost her of sight.
Twenty minutes later, Ursula re-emerged, her face showing a combination of puzzlement and annoyance. ‘Where are the older files?’ She asked the poor policewoman. ‘I have no idea, everything should be there’ Sylvia tremulously answered. Ursula had no time for bullshit, so she tore the cop’s skirt, revealing her turquoise panties and black stockings. ‘I do not know, I swear’, Sylvia implored. This time, Ursula ripped the young woman’s shirt, showing two heavy tits, surprisingly bigger considering how slim the policewoman was, barely contained by a turquoise lacy bra. Ursula started circling the cop’s nipples when she shouted: ‘Maybe they took them upstairs! They were going to start digitising the archive’. Ursula smiled at her and tenderly caressed her face: ‘You are probably right, honey!’ She soothed. The agent kissed Sylvia, something the officer did not expect at all, and fondled one of her breasts with the left hand while the right was occupied in fingering the poor cop’s pussy. After a couple of minutes, Ursula sighted and returned to herself. She removed the policewoman’s undies, despite Sylvia’s pleas, and panty-gagged her with them. To be sure that she did not spit the turquoise panties, she tied her mouth with a strip of her skirt. She used another strip to tie the cop’s ankles together. After that, she kissed the unfortunate woman’s cheek and left the archive. She needed to reunite with her partners.

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Chapter 6
Susan walked through a long aisle. First, she found a door which led to a small gym. Shortly after, she saw a lit room in front of her. She opened the door and realised that she had reached the armoury. Susan could hardly hide her puzzlement, a feeling shared by the three officers who were there, a man and two young women. She tried to disguise her confusion by asking whether she could place an order for anti-riot equipment for tomorrow. The three officers looked perplexed and the man, Sergeant Steve Bennet, answered: ‘Are you fucking new? Since when you can do something like that? Who are you?’. The man and one of the women left their bullet-proof windowed desk and opened a nearby door, walking towards her. Susan thought that leaving would be extremely suspicious, so tried to keep her cool as both cops approached her.
The woman, a pretty blonde named Patricia Cook had a look at her badge. Then, she pointed her finger at her and accusatorily said: ‘You are not Kelly Jones, you are blonde’. ‘Of course not, idiot, I am Kathlyn Jones’, Susan quickly replied, although in her inside she was cursing how small this fucking precinct was. Both officers were momentarily taken aback, so the man asked the other woman, who remained behind the desk, to call reception to check her credentials. The officer, a pretty brunette with glasses and curly hair named Stella Wilkinson, quickly did so, obtaining no answer. The sergeant, a towering dude of 6’ 5’’, said that something bad was going on, which prompted Susan to act. She raised her right leg to kick Steve, but her left heel wobbled, missing her target. Steve threw herself at her and there was no doubt of the outcome of the fight. After a short wrestle, a defeated Susan had her hands handcuffed behind her back and her shirt and skirt torn to pieces, revealing two round breasts covered in a red bra and a glimpse of matching panties.
Steve decided that something had to be done, but thinking was not his forte. He barked at Patricia and Stella to go to the reception desk and to the Lieutenant’s office, respectively, to ask for instructions. Both women nodded and left the armoury in a hurry while Steve watched his prisoner.
Ten minutes had passed without news, so Steve decided that he should go find out what was going on. She pushed Susan with his left arm while his right hand pointed a gun to the fake officer’s head. They walked through the aisle. Susan was wondering what she could do when she heard a noise behind her back. She turned her head and saw Steve knocked out on the ground. At the gym’s door, Zoe was waving at her with a weight in her right hand.

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Chapter 7
The last thirty minutes had been hectic for Zoe. Soon after her partners left, a policewoman walked towards the restroom. The fake cop feared that the woman might found her fellow cops, so she followed her steps. Zoe was soon proved right.
Joanna Kent, a petite blonde wearing a ponytail in her early twenties, walked into the restroom and heard some muffled sounds and a loud knock coming from the left booth. The three captives, when they heard the main door, did their best to make as much noise as possible, as they hoped that the person who has arrived was a friend, not one of their captors. Kelly and Claire could barely move, but Victoria made an acrobatic twitch to hit the door with her feet: no one could miss that. The faces of urgency and relief of the three cops when they saw Joanna open the door did not last long. After seconds of puzzlement, she quickly recovered from her surprise and started to untie Victoria. However, she felt the cold steel of Zoe’s gun touching her head. Following the fake cop’s orders, she raised her hands and slowly left the booth, closing behind her not without seeing the desperate faces of her three colleagues.
Zoe increased their restroom collection with Joanna, who was seated on the central booth’ toilet, with both her hands and legs handcuffed to a pipe. In order to punish the blonde’s failed rescue, Zoe opened her blue shirt and unhooked her white bra, revealing two perky tits with piercings on the nipples. The thug resisted the urge to play with them, but continued with her frisking downstairs. Zoe reduced the cop’s skirt to strips and tore her white pantyhose. Despite Joanna’s protests, the fake officer cut her white thong and panty-gagged her using one of the strips of cloth from the unlucky cop’s skirt. Before leaving the restroom, she paid a quick visit to the remaining captives in order to chastise their insolence. Kelly and Claire had their nipples pinched, but Victoria got the worst part. Zoe kneel next to her and spanked her for two minutes. Victoria’s round booty, only covered by a small black thong, soon turned red. Zoe stopped punishing the Latina officer because she heard some rushed steps. Two pair of heeled shoes were climbing the stairs, so she decided to go check what was going on now.
When Zoe left the restroom she saw two women, Patricia and Stella, speed-walking to the reception. They seemed agitated, which made her wonder that they might had had an encounter with Susan or Ursula. Zoe rushed towards them, and asked what was going on. Both officers were now very anxious, as they saw that there was no one at reception. Patricia said that they were under attack and that she was running to warn Lieutenant Daniels. Zoe realised that she could not assuage these women’s concerns, so she reacted with determination. In the blink of an eye, the fake cop tasered Patricia and drew her gun to Stella. The brunette was ordered to carry her stunned friend and guide her towards the source of the havoc. The pretty cop complied and took Zoe to the armoury. Before arriving, the Latina heard some noises coming from the room, so she pushed both cops into the gym and ordered Stella to be silent. Hiding in a dark corner, Zoe saw her partner Susan’s predicament and, reaching a nearby weight, rendered the tall cop unconscious with an effective blow. Now that Susan was free again, it was time to meet Ursula.

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wonderful Easter gift!

( who needs Chocolate Eggs when you could have many captured young policewomen? )

PS hey Torreken more details about the shoes- don't forget it, the captive cops must stay shoeless

[Trackman281]

Brilliant work Torreken, this series of yours just keeps getting better and better.

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Chapter 8
Ursula texted both Zoe and Susan to ask them about their whereabouts and situation, but there was no signal in almost any part of the station for safety issues. ‘That explains why poor Sylvia had to resort to a landline in the archive’ Ursula thought. Zoe decided to look for Susan first, so she walked through the left door this time. She heard some noises coming from a closed room, and, trusting her instinct -and good luck-, she meowed. After a few seconds of tension, she heard Zoe meowing her back and some giggles. The three raiders were again reunited.
Although she knew her Latina associate for almost a decade, Ursula could not hide her surprise and amusement when she entered the gym. An unconscious tall guy was handcuffed to a treadmill, but there were far more pleasant sights. Susan was standing on some stylish black heels, only wearing her red bra and panties, as she had to discard her damaged shoes, skirt and shirt. Nonetheless, she had already found a quick replacement. A brunette with curly hair and glasses had to surrender her clothes and heels to replace Susan’s. The police officer was red of embarrassment, with her hands on her head, wearing only purple panties and matching bra. The ribbon of the purple bra could not distract the attention from Stella’s round and enticing breasts. However, Zoe’s eyes were immediately diverted to the sexy black stockings and garter that the young cop was also wearing.
Besides her, Patricia was regaining consciousness while losing items of clothing. Like her partner, she was wearing black garters and stockings; she had also lost her skirt and shirt. Susan had demanded a harsher punishment for the bitch who confronted her, so her dark green panties and bra had been removed as well, while her blue shirt had been torn into strips of cloth. Patricia’s now open eyes saw with dread how her bra was crammed into her mouth and a strip of cloth used to tie it up. Stella was lucky to preserve her underwear, but the lack of ball-gags meant that she had to be panty-gagged with her partner’s saucy undies. Once she was fully dressed again, Susan look for ropes to tie the two prisoners. This time she resorted to an innovative system. After tying the two cops’ hands behind their backs, she took two long ropes to tie her ankles and hang the hapless officers’ bodies from the gym bars. Only their heads and shoulders were touching the ground, which made their predicament painful and inescapable.
Once the captives were secure, Ursula informed her partners of the situation. It was 3 am, and they had less than three hours to find the file, which possibly was in the Lieutenant’s office, before the station was full of people again. They had not explored the last part of the ground floor, besides the lively restrooms and the reception, so they had no idea how many cops remained at large. Therefore, they carefully went to the reception desk to check the cameras. Two good news awaited them there: no patrol has tried to contact the station -it was undoubtedly a much quieter night outside of St Sebastian’s than in the precinct-, and they saw that most of the building was empty. Besides their captives in the archive -there were no cameras in the restrooms, obviously, or in the gym-, there were only 5 more people on the building. Two policemen and three women: Lieutenant Rose Daniels and two young women who looked like clerks. Ursula figured out that they were interns who had been ordered to start compiling the documentation, so she thought that the file should be there. She also thought that a direct strategy would work: they could attack the remaining staff. During the whole night they had realised that they could not successfully impersonate police officers - it was such a small precinct! -, but their uniforms would give them some precious seconds of advantage. It seemed like a cake walk to Ursula, and she was mostly right.

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Chapter 9
Lieutenant Rose Daniels was a busty, hot blonde in her late thirties. Her successful career was, however, the result of her talent as a cop. She was the second in command at St Sebastian’s, but she was more efficient and organised than Cpt John Mitchells, who was sound asleep at home. The old drunk did not care about things like keeping a neat archive, so he had left Daniels, as usual, in charge of the station. There were two things which concerned the smart officer that night, although she could not imagine how serious the situation was.
First, the digitising task was a shit-show. The Lieutenant had managed to get assistance from the Town Hall to help them with the process. However, the sleazy mayor had only sent them two interns with zero experience in these matters. Daniels had insisted to do this at night, so it would not interfere in the station’s daily routine. The interns were very unhappy about it. Daniels looked from her glass-walled office to the conference room were the two young women were supposed to be working. Once again, Jennifer, a redheaded beauty with freckles, and Natalie, an astonishing blonde, were being lazy. ‘This is going to take months at this pace!’ The Lieutenant lamented. Both interns wore the same smart outfit: blazers, white blouses, black pencil skirts which were short enough to catch a glimpse of the end of their black stockings, and fancy high heels. Daniels had to move the interns from the police bullpen to the conference room because the two girls were always chatting with Bob and Kenny, two bulky cops who were on duty tonight. ‘Speaking of the Devil, where were they?’ Daniels mused.
That was her second concern: why was everything so quiet? Normally she would see the occasional officer entering and leaving the bullpen or coming to her office for a signature. Maybe everyone was being lazy like the interns. The Lieutenant saw that Joanna Kent had left her desk, but that was ages ago! The absences of Bob and Kenny were equally worrying, so she decided to call the reception. No signal. ‘What the fuck is going on?’ she thought. She was about to get her gun and go to investigate, when she saw a blonde cop walking through the bullpen towards her office. She could not recognise her, but blamed the dim lighting, so she decided to wait for her. Rose Daniels would regret not trusting her instincts for a long time.
Ursula walked into the Lieutenant’s office smiling and, before the Lieutenant could react, drew her gun and pointed at her. ‘No more bullshit. Raise your hands and do not attempt to do anything stupid’. The blonde officer slowly complied while, in the conference room, Jennifer and Natalie made a bolt for the room’s door. They ran through the bullpen and stopped when they saw two policewomen. Unfortunately for them, they were Zoe and Susan. The two interns were quickly returned to the conference room, where they saw a terrifying image. Lieutenant Daniels had her hands handcuffed behind her back and the blonde fake officer had her left hand down the Lieutenant’s skirt while pointing a gun to the cop’s head with her right. When Zoe and Susan arrived with the captives, Ursula said: ‘Ok, I get it: you are a stoic bitch, Lieutenant, but you are now going to take me to the place where the rest of the files are or I will start shooting everyone, starting with these two’. Daniels nodded and started walking ahead of Ursula. The secret agent told her accomplices to please take care of the two captives while she went on excursion with the Lieutenant. The wolfish smiles of Zoe and Susan showed that they did not mind the task at all.

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Chapter 10
Daniels walked Ursula to the station’s cells. In one of them, around forty boxes were piled up. The rest of the cells were empty except for the one where the bodies of Bob and Kenny laid. ‘Do not worry, Lieutenant, they are only unconscious after being tasered’, Ursula said. ‘The rest of your officers are more or less ok too’, she continued. ‘What did you do to them?’ Daniels asked. Ursula smiled and said: ‘I would love to show it to you, but we have no time, so someone will have to tell you when this is over’. The secret agent then started to remove the cop’s handcuffs to secure her with the jail’s bars, a moment used by the blonde officer to break free. She elbowed Ursula in the ribs and jumped her. Daniels was a decent fighter, but Ursula was an expert in all kinds of combat, so, once she recovered from the initial surprise, she used the Lieutenant’s body inertia to dash her to the ground. 90 seconds later, the defeated cop was handcuffed to the cell’s bars and the secret agent was ready to search for the file.
It took Ursula 15 minutes to find it. She decided to stole several other documents to hide the real goal of her mission. She also destroyed some random files, to the Lieutenant’s consternation. Once she packed the precious files, Ursula decided to return with her partners. She also decided to punish the feisty cop, so when both women walked into the conference room, Daniels had lost her skirt and her shirt was down her arms. The busty blonde was wearing black stockings and garters and a white slip which partially covered her yellow panties. Her enticing boobs were held by a matching lace yellow bra. However, Zoe and Susan failed to appreciate the Lieutenant’s splendid sight because they had other more pressing issues at hand. Ursula smiled when she saw how lively the conference room was. Her two partners were sitting on comfortable chairs, stripped down their waists, while the two interns were busy eating the thugs’ pussies. Jennifer and Natalie were kneeling in front of them with their hands tied to their backs and their blazers and shirts rolled down their arms. Ursula checked her watch and when she saw it was only 3.35 she thought they had time for a well-deserved break.