Chapter 8

‘Trainee’ Constable Sonya Campbell groaned again.

She opened her eyes – dazed and for the moment, disorientated by the glare of distant streetlights and the myriad of shadows that cast a web over the darkened alleyway, she took a moment to realise what was happening.

Sonya been quite surprised by the passionate kiss with Cheyenne only minutes before.

But it had probably been inevitable.

Pre-ordained after they’d briefly exchanged ‘pleasantries’ earlier.

It had been the first time they’d seen each other in a while.

And like, Cheyenne, Sonya had often thought of the Prostitute, many times since they’d first met at the door to the ‘Female Cells’ a month ago.

Her uniform shirt had been loosely knotted now.

And, Sonya’s dark-blue skirt now lay about her left ankle as she stood with ‘The Countess’ at the door. She was now the centre of all their attention - ‘The Countess’ and both Cheyenne and Constable ‘Cherry’ Blake eager to enjoy the thirty year old hermaphrodite together at the rear of the ‘Fantasia’ for Sonya’s large ‘cock’ was now hard and erect...

“P-Please...?” mouthed Sonya...

“I really don’t think we should really be doing this, S-Sandra...?” she begged,

“N-Not here...?”

Her protest sounded half-hearted,

“B-But...?”

There was nobody to see what was happening though - Glenbervie was still asleep.

Sonya however feared that they’d be caught - Inspector Eliza Sanderson or even Constable Danielle Thornton and Constable Tanya Matthews maybe...?

‘Acting’ Sergeant ‘Candi’ McNamara or Senior Constable ‘Annie’ Kensington...?

What if it was somebody else...?

A vivid kaleidoscope of colour shone from inside the ‘Fantasia’ Massage Parlour -’Trainee’ Constable Sonya Campbell silhouetted by the almost psychedelic spectrum of pinks, red and vibrant hues of a soft purple that caused her now knotted pale-blue uniform shirt to glisten.

She was leaning back against the wall now, with her arms outstretched, and barely able to quite believe just what was now happening to her - it seemed scarcely possible, yet deep within her sub-conscious, she knew, that it was what she’d long wanted more than anything.

She began to moan with delight, as a series of irresistible surges of pure euphoria rose from deep with her - bathed in perspiration, her skin tingled in anticipation. Sonya’s nipples were hard and erect. And her uniform shirt felt some three sizes too small...

“B-But...?” she repeated in vain,

“Oh ... Oh ... Oh...?” she gasped - her body shuddered.

Time had stopped again - the darkened alleyway seemed blurred.

And her moans echoed about the narrow thoroughfare...

“P-Please...?”

The young brunette policewoman, though hidden somewhat by the shadow of both her colleague and Sandra ‘The Countess’ Avalon, was defined by her glistening pale-blue uniform shirt that she wore- still knotted about the twenty-two year old’s slender waist, Constable ‘Cherry’ Blake’s short-sleeved shirt was partly illuminated by that same light coming from within the ‘Fantasia’ Massage Parlour that silhouetted ‘Trainee’ Constable Sonya Campbell so definitively.

And, she too wore no uniform skirt now - her moist ‘pussy; glistening whenever touched by light as she knelt before the moaning ‘Trainee Policewoman’ and ‘The Countess’...

“Oh...?”

“Oh ... Oh...?”

As for Cheyenne, she was now naked - not that it really concerned the former ‘Stripper’ for like the hermaphrodite police officer, the Prostitute, had long been comfortable with both nudity and her own carefully-sculptured physique.

Prostitute she may have been. But she still took care of herself.

‘Cherry’ was all but hidden in the shadows, as she too eagerly ‘pleasured’ Sonya with Cheyenne - the hermaphrodite ‘Trainee Policewoman’ now the focus of both Constable ‘Cherry’ Blake and the Prostitute.

The young brunette policewoman teasing at Sonya’s wet ‘pussy lips’ with the very tip of her tongue as Cheyenne eagerly attended to the hermaphrodite’s large ‘cock’ once more.

A cacophony of delightfully-lewd ‘slurping’ sounds and moans resounding about the darkened confines of the alleyway as Sonya was ‘pleasured’ by ‘Cherry’ and Cheyenne.

Sandra ‘The Countess’ Avalon stood beside the helpless hermaphrodite – the ‘Madam’ of the ‘Fantasia’ now quite content to support ‘Trainee’ Constable Sonya Campbell in the open doorway, as both ‘Cherry’ and Cheyenne, took it in turns to perform either cunnilingus or fellatio on the ecstatic former ‘Stripper’ turned Policewoman.

Holding the moaning thirty year old ‘Trainee Policewoman’ firmly, she knew that there was very little that Sonya Rebecca Campbell could do but enjoy the experience. And, Sandra as well, was taking a particular delight in this impromptu ‘Sex Show’ now taking place, behind her somewhat notorious establishment.

In her mind, she had pictured ‘Acting’ Sergeant ‘Candi’ McNamara, Senior Constable ‘Annie’ Kensington and the newly-appointed Inspector Eliza Sanderson, all kneeling in subservience before her and the embattled hermaphrodite. The three ‘senior’ female police officers at Glenbervie, subject to both her and Sonya’s kinky whims.

Sandra and Cheyenne, regarded Sonya as one of them.

She was not quite a Policewoman, but a member of the somewhat exclusive ‘Lesbian Mafia’ within Melbourne’s north-west in particular - they both accepted the ‘Trainee Policewoman’ was a member of the Victoria Police, but the former ‘Stripper’ was something rather more.

Sonya was now a part of their clique in Glenbervie - she was more than just another Policewoman to both Sandra and Cheyenne, and so deserved far better from ‘The Sisterhood’ and Victoria Police. They both felt a sense of loyalty to the embattled hermaphrodite.

Although she didn’t quite know why, Sandra ‘The Countess’ Avalon felt quite aggrieved over the blatantly unfair treatment that ‘Trainee’ Constable Sonya Campbell had received at the Glenbervie ‘Uniform Branch’ in the last month or so.

It felt strangely personal – though until tonight, she’d never had anything to do with Sonya.

The gorgeous hermaphrodite did not deserve it.

Sandra had been disappointed by what was happening, far more than she would’ve thought possible. She had thought better of ‘The Sisterhood’ - Sonya Rebecca Campbell hadn’t joined the Victoria Police for her own self-promotion or the publicity that had surrounded her whilst at the Academy. She had proved herself, both capable and professional. Sandra had been told as much by Senior Constable ‘Annie’ Kensington.

Notwithstanding both Anne ‘Posh’ Kensington and Constable ‘Cherry’ Blake though, Sandra ‘The Countess’ Avalon was more disenchanted with ‘Acting’ Sergeant ‘Candi’ McNamara more than anybody - the former ‘Miss Victoria Police’ was the very ‘heart ‘n’ soul’ of ‘The Sisterhood’ at the Glenbervie Police Station, and she should’ve really known better...?