Chapter 47

Robyn opened her eyes.

Bathed in perspiration despite the air conditioning, she found herself stared at the ceiling above – she was stunned. Dazed and momentarily disorientated. The policewoman had never felt such an effect from a single kiss - not even when she’d had ‘sex’ with both ‘Headjob Hanna’ and ‘Mistress Rebecca’ the previous week...

“You’re uniform’s making me ‘wet’...?”

Senior Constable Robyn Taylor had been caught by surprise when the ‘Pimp’ had first sat astride her legs. Unable to resist, she had allowed Hanna to do whatever she wanted once again

But now, Robyn even surprised herself. Pinned helplessly to the leather sofa, the policewoman lifted her mouth greedily Hanna’s waiting lips – taking hold of the blonde’s slender waist with both hands, she had offered the ‘Pimp’ her tongue. They kissed again. Both lost in the moment.

Robyn had lightly caressed Hanna’s moist lips with her own. Focussed intently on the forty year old’s seductive green eyes, the policewoman now found her hands sliding down the woman’s thighs as they kissed again. Robyn uttered a muffled groan.

‘Headjob Hanna’ too moaned.

And, their tongues began to alternatively dart in and out of each other’s mouths like some complex pagan mating ritual. Not that this was the first time that Senior Constable Robyn Taylor had ever had ‘sex’ whilst in uniform and ‘on duty’ – neither was it her first time with ‘Headjob Hanna’ Monaghan.

But, this was different. And so, Robyn now gave in wholeheartedly to her desires...

“So...?” hissed Hanna as their lips parted.

Even within the air conditioned confines of Hanna’s office, Robyn could feel the heat building within her aching body. Her dishevelled uniform shirt was wet with perspiration. And, the flimsy pale-blue fabric clung to her moist skin...

“You still want to question me over what my girls get up to?” the ‘Pimp’ asked.

Robyn could only roll her head back and writhe as Hanna pulled open her policewoman’s uniform shirt...

“I know all about the local police ‘cunts’...” Hanna continued,

“So there’s no pint denying what you feel, is there now, Robyn?”

She pulled the policewoman’s unbuttoned shirt from beneath the waistband of Robyn’s dark-blue uniform skirt, licking playfully at her own moist lips in triumph...

“You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you, Robyn...?”

Senior Constable Robyn Taylor was not quite what ‘Headjob Hanna’ Monaghan would’ve described as a pretty girl - not like Constable Joanna Parrish or Constable Maggie Doyle. Nonetheless, the thirty year old Divorcee had a pleasant enough face and a mess of curly dyed blonde hair. And, she had a trim ‘Fashion Model’ physique and could kiss.

“Policewomen can be such dirty ‘cunts’...?” Hanna sneered.

Robyn nodded, unable to reply.

“So...?” the ‘Pimp’ continued,

“Are you a dirty fuckin’ police ‘cunt’ then, Robyn?”

“Y-Yes...” confirmed the policewoman through clenched teeth.

Hanna raised herself slowly. Resting her hands on Robyn’s shoulders, she stood up awkwardly.

She still looked more like a businesswoman than ‘Pimp’ – like most corrupt former policewomen sent to ‘Fairlie’ Women’s Prison for their crimes, Hanna Eloise Monaghan had been a ‘sex toy’ for both the Prison Officers and Prisoners. But, she was tough. And, she had proved herself capable. ‘Mistress Rebecca’ Campbell had thought so. As had both Lady Rhonda ‘The Cunt’ Hamilton-Baillieu and the arrogant, Sarah Garde-Wilson too. Hanna had no morals. No scruples. But, she knew exactly how to handle the likes of Senior Constable Robyn Taylor and any other police ‘cunt’ who might cross her path as a ‘Pimp’ – Rebecca ‘Becky’ Campbell had given her a free hand at Hanna’s Beauty Services!

Robyn was on her own. As far as her colleagues back at the ‘Women Police’ Office were concerned, she undertaking a few discreet enquiries about Hanna’s Beauty Service – nothing more, nothing less. Sergeant Tess Gallagher’s only real concern upon returning to the Flemington Police Station, was the missing Senior Sergeant Monica Draper. Nobody knew where ‘The Black Widow’ had gone...? Nor had Constable Joanna Parrish and Constable Maggie Doyle been able to shed any light on where their ‘Officer in Charge’ might be – all they really knew, was what ‘Probationary’ Constable Deirdre ‘Dash’ McKinley had informed them, that ‘The Black Widow’ had left with Inspector Maree D’Constanzo...?

Maggie was remarkably indifferent. She cared little that Monica was not causing trouble.

However, Joanna was not quite so apathetic – ‘The Black Widow’ had threatened both Maggie and her with Disciplinary Action, as she had Sergeant Tess Gallagher. Joanna Louise Parrish was quite worried. Teresa Annette Gallagher too, could not relax. And so, Maggie ignored them, focussing on the paperwork. With luck, Monica would not return before they finished for the day. To the former ‘Miss Victoria Police’ as she sat at her desk by the window, it was as simple as that.,,

“I just hope that Robyn makes it back in time to finish with the rest of us...?” thought Maggie aloud.

Tess nodded in agreement. Joanna tried to concentrate on making them all yet another coffee...

The last two weeks had seen much change. And, not only with the ‘Women Police’ Division.

‘Probationary’ Constable Kelly O’Rourke had transferred into the Flemington ‘Uniform Branch’ – the first policewoman to work ‘General Duties’ after successfully applying for one of the vacancies that were on offer. Much to Senior Sergeant Barry McKnight’s surprise, Kelly Maree O’Rourke had been only the precursor, for ‘Probationary’ Constable Deirdre ‘Dash’ McKinley and ‘Probationary’ Constable Susie Raynor had followed. And so, the ‘Officer in Charge’ of the ‘Uniform Branch’ now had a trio of young police ‘cunts’ to deal with. Equal Opportunities or not, he wanted rid of all three policewomen, but had yet to think of a foolproof plan – he could do nothing about the ‘B’ District ‘Women Police’ but had was confident that he could deal with Senior Sergeant Monica Draper and her ‘Slut Squad’...