Settling the Score A lemonfic by RosesThorns The woman sat at her desk and sighed, leaning back, manicured fingernails lifting to massage her temples. It had gone all wrong. Months of preparation, ruined. She looked at the reports scattered across her desk. Failure, over and over again, failure. Although the core plan with the virtual drug was going well, all of her peripheral plans to keep Team Warrior busy had been quickly dismantled by the police. Steepling her fingers, the woman thought hard about the problem. "I have to distract the police again." She mused. "Some of our operations can help us recoup our losses and expand. But we have to make sure Team Warrior won't interfere." She frowned, glancing over at the computer on her desk. The woman stroked her chin, turning off the lamp next to the desk to plunge her face into shadow. There were some successes, however.. in other fields of course. She turned to her computer screen, fingers licking the keyboard as she brought up the information she required. A smile began to form on the woman's lips. Yes, perhaps the syndicate could be saved after all. On the computer screen, a report scrolled by. "Not all of our research into the virtual drug has been utilized." She chuckled to herself, still reading. "Isolated tailored pheromones and behavioral modification nerve agents.. hmmm." She scrolled further down. "Nine out of ten subjects exposed to Virtual Drug v2.6 report an uncontrolled increase in aphrodisiacal arousal. Further side effects limited to gender... hmm." The woman read on, intrigued. The vast majority of Team Warrior personnel were female. This has possibilities. "The latest version of the prototype alters very little of the subject's normal behaviors. Instead, deeper changes take place. Side effects on females include a submissive reaction to strong personality displays and an almost nymphomaniacal reaction to intercourse. Male subjects find aggressive instincts, especially territorial and sexually based responses, enhanced to high levels. The final side effect of the drug is that the behaviors so modified become slightly obsessive, Making those exposed unfit for any practical duties." The woman laughed, turning around in her chair briefly to consider the night sky of Tokyo, with the bright lights of the city gleaming just outside her window. "My city, soon." She promised herself. "This new drug is perfect... perfect! Team Warrior won't stand a chance of stopping me." With that, she picked up her phone to make some orders.... ************************ Meanwhile, across town, the towers of the Tokyo Police Department rose high into the sky, gleaming with glass and metal in the afternoon sun. From the outside, it looked almost peaceful. Inside, however, was quite a different story. Thousands of crimes were committed within the city on a daily basis, and the police had their hands full dealing with the latest round of problems caused by the Virtual Drug Syndicate . In almost every office, one could find officers diligently going about their work, striving to make the city safe for it's citizens. ALMOST every office, that is. "Yuji!!!" The scream came from down the hallway near the records department, a woman's voice, full of frustration and annoyance. "If you keep staring at my legs and don't get any work done, we'll be here all night!" Behind the stacks of reports and computer terminals stood a woman. Not just any woman, Officer Rio Kinezono turned heads wherever she went, mostly for her uncanny resemblance to a highly popular idol singer, Umi Kawaii. That resemblance did not begin with her lovely long blonde hair she wore in a top knot and did not end with the lush, ripe curves of her body. Rio knew just how beautiful she was, which only made matters worse. She dressed to show off her looks as much as possible, for she relied on her looks to get her through the work day at the precinct. Her skills she saved for Project: Warrior. What drew men's eyes was not only the shortness of Rio's skirt, but also her stockings. Those ended a few inches below the bottom of the skirt, leaving quite a bit of naked thigh for the ogling indeed. "I'm sorry Rio, I couldn't help it with that uniform skirt you wear!" Whined another voice, a male, from behind another stack of paperwork. Officer Yuji was also a blonde, but any resemblance between him and Rio stopped right there. Although nominally 'going out' they were not lovers, and the weak willed way Yuji kept waffling over his attraction to Rio meant that there was an office pot wagered on how long it would take them to break up. Currently, the favorite was down to a matter of hours. Rio tugged down on her skirt and sat at her computer screen, typing furiously away on the keyboard while she fumed. 'How dare he, that bastard,' She thought. The typical police uniform for women did indeed include a skirt. However, Rio had slightly 'modified' her uniform to best show off her.. assets. The skirt had been shortened to at best be called a wide belt. It barely covered the curve of her rump while seated. The uniform's button up white shirt bulged where her huge round breasts strained against the material. Her neatly knotted tie hung down enticingly upon her bosom. None of this however, was enough to exonerate her would-be boyfriend as she worked. 'Yuji's handsome enough', She thought. 'But man, is he ever a wimp!' She sighed. 'If only there was a REAL man around here.' Suddenly a hand fell on her shoulder and she could see Yuji's face reflected in the glossy computer screen. "I know how much you hate this paperwork Rio." He said, his voice deep and husky whenever he was being serious... which was rare. "Being a part of Team Warrior makes things much more exciting, much more fulfilling than sitting here doing secretary work." Despite herself, Rio felt intrigued. So rarely was Yuji able to keep his mind on being 'normal' that she had forgotten how competent and imposing he could be sometimes. She turned around to hear him out. "Rio, I was thinking.." Yuji began, cutting off as Rio swiveled in the chair. Unfortunately, she had parted her legs to do so and a glimpse of lingerie could be seen between her thighs. Yuji's face went red as a beet, his mouth sagged into a silly perverted grin and a nosebleed threatened his upper lip. "GHyahh.....what beautiful blue panties you have on, Rio!" Yuji nearly shouted, all pretense forgotten of seriousness and competence. Once again he had reverted to the whiny pervert. Rio flushed with embarrassment as Yuji announced her panties' color to everyone in the office. "Yuji you JERK!" She shouted, clobbering him with a nearby tonfa that sent him reeling away with a goofy smile. "Owwwwww...." With a sigh and a flippant toss of her hair, Rio sat back down and glumly contemplated the mountain of reports yet to be filed. A thought struck her as she heard Yuji getting to his feet behind her. "Ohhhh Yuji!" She called out enticingly, beckoning him over with a crooked finger. "Huh?" He responded, straightening his tie and coming closer. "Would you like to see my panties again?" She whispered to him softly, leaning closer and a wicked smile on her lips. "S-sure!" Yuji agreed. This is almost TOO easy, she thought. "I'll give you another look.... IF you file all these reports for me?" She added an almost simpering smile. Yuji eagerly nodded and turned to get to work on her stack of files. 'I can get him to do anything for me.' She grinned to herself as she got up and stretched, intentionally drawing attention to her figure as she strode towards the chief's office. ********************** Meanwhile, the rest of Team Warrior (well, minus one) were gathered in the lower levels of the police tower. Specifically, they were hanging around in the R&D department, home of Officer Nanvel and her zany inventions. In particular, the invention known as El-Gigante, Nanvel's 'giant robot', which was under repairs... again. Nanvel herself was out of sight except for her ass, clearly outlined by the tight short-shorts she favored, waving over an open maintenance hatch, but her voice was echoing up from within the depths of her creation. "Did you see Yuji come through here earlier? I'd swear he was doing twice as much work as anyone else around here." "That's because he IS doing twice as much work." Maki commented dryly. Maki adjusted her glasses and checked her uniform. As commander of Team Warrior, she had to make sure she was always impeccable in her appearance. Still beautiful even in the stuffy police outfit, she wore makeup to accentuate her features. A bit of blush on her cheeks and a slick purple colored lipstick that gave her mouth a moist look. Like the majority of Team Warrior, Maki's body was that of a showgirl or stripper. Slim waist, rounded ass under her short skirt (Although nowhere near as short as Rio's!) and a pair of jutting round tits that gave her business jacket a most interesting shape in the front. Unlike the other women, Maki was a bit vain, and it showed in the pair of expensive amethyst diamond shaped earrings dangling from either lobe. What really set her apart from the other girls in the unit was her green uniform. Not only of different color and cut, but also more elaborate, it suited her rank as Captain of the Warrior section. Black sheer hose hugged her legs down to a pair of white high heeled shoes, suitable for wear around the office. Finally, her electric blue colored hair and the red barrette worn in it set her apart from the other women in the tower, an individual statement of class and style. 'After all,' she mused, 'class and style is what I'm all about.' Maki was looking around at the only slightly organized chaos that dominated Nanvel's workroom. Which is to say her collection of projects-in-progress, many half-completed and others awaiting several parts on order. Estimating the cost of all this made Maki's head hurt. Rubbing her temple she shook her head briefly. "I'm sure it's just Rio teasing him again. What concerns me more is how we're going to afford all our expenses under the budget." "Lilica's on vacation, though, isn't she chief?" Chimed in green-haired Maya from next to Nanvel's experimental weapons rack. "That's not going to help, without her here to juggle the books." Maya ignored the dirty look Maki gave her, paying far more attention to the various guns Nanvel had laid out for her to look at. Nothing excited Maya more than guns, except perhaps shooting them. She was already flushed in the cheeks from seeing all this deadly hardware in one place. Maya dressed identically to Rio except that she put more stock in modesty. While her skirt was every bit as short, she wore skintight pants underneath. They showed off her legs just as good as hose and kept her from getting called an exhibitionist ('or a slut,' she added to herself) like Rio. Maya continued, turning around with her short-cut lime green hair brushing her cheeks. She wore a yellow headband to keep it out of her eyes for shooting purposes. "But, I know what ya mean about Yuji. Sheesh, is that guy ever a loser. What a weakling, he just let's her walk all over him." Maya looked over the guns once more. "There are no real men here." She spoke scornfully. At this, Nanvel popped up from her maintenance hatch with a screwdriver in her mouth. "MMph Mmmm unnngfmm." She added to the conversation hardly at all despite her efforts because her arms were busy with shutting the hatch. Turning around she took the tool from her mouth and repeated herself. "Honestly, I don't know what Rio sees in him." Nanvel's eyes were the same color as her hair, a deep hazel brown. Nanvel of course, didn't wear her hair the same as the other girls. Instead, most of it was gathered in a huge bow behind her head, with a pair of long curled bangs dangling on either side of her face, as if to frame it. Nanvel brushed her hands and walked over to the gun rack. "So Maya, see anything you like?" She smiled brightly, indicating her latest and greatest instruments of destruction. "Oh yeah! This, and this, and this, and..." Maya began pointing at just about everything, nearly drooling. Maki sighed and tried again to make the books balance in her head. No, there was no hope for it. She'd have to check her figures on the computer in her office, but it didn't look good at all. ******************* Unknown to the girls in the R&D bay, they were being watched. Yuji sighed, easing himself out from behind the door he was peeking through. He had been on the way to the copiers with some more of Rio's files when he heard the girls talking and decided to take a peek. 'Besides,' his hentai mind told him, 'it was a good chance to get in some ogling when the girls' wouldn't notice.' Yuji smiled goofily, his brain working overtime from some of the images he had seen. Like, his first and so far only chance to get a good long look at the Captain! Maki had one hell of a body, he had to admit. But even she didn't hold much of a candle when compared with Rio, Maya, and Nanvel. Yuji salivated thinking of the darkly tanned techie. Nanvel wore a sleeveless top with a large diamond cut out of the top to showcase her luscious cleavage. And if Maya ever caught him staring at her tits she'd probably... well, she'd most likely shoot him, that's what. Yuji chuckled to himself. There was another office betting pool concerning the various bust sizes of the Team Warrior girls (However, Lilica wasn't included. Lilica was the team's computer specialist and had the figure of a child, at best). Yuji was nearly certain that Rio and Nanvel had gotten 'enhancements' to their boobs somewhere along the line, but he wasn't yet sure about Maki and Maya. He pulled out a notebook and made another note... but then his eyes noticed the weekend. A line was scratched through in black ink: 'date with Rio'. Yuji shook his head. "Those girls are right." He sighed, shoulders slumping. "I am a weakling. And a pervert, and..." His head hung in shame. "There are no real men here." He echoed Maya's words, agreeing with them glumly. Somewhere inside Yuji, there was a real man trying to get out, he often thought. 'If only I could find a way to let my real manhood out!' He said to himself, clenching his fists. 'I'd show all of them!' Of course, at the thought of actually having his way with his fantasy girls started his nose a-bleeding all over again. ********************** Outside the building, a van drove up to the security checkpoint. "Identification." Drawled the bored guard inside his booth. Two men inside the van, both in sunglasses. One flashed the guard a set of official-looking papers at precisely the same time the guard yawned. Perfect timing, he thought, as the guard's eyes were blurred and narrow during the yawn. The men in the van flipped their wallets back closed. "Here to check on the water main, heard there'd been a leak." The guard waved them through, his mind already on other things. As the security doors rolled open, strange looking canisters rattled softly out of sight inside the cargo area of the van. ********************** Upstairs, there was a knock at the Police Chief's door. "Come in." Muttered the chief from his desk. He was looking through more reports on the Virtual Drug Syndicate. 'Where have they gone?' He wondered. 'No sign of them lately, that's for sure.' He looked up just in time to see Rio enter and shut the door behind her. The chief's cheeks flushed as soon as he saw the voluptuous policewoman. He knew why she was here. Rio for her part put on her sexiest display for the portly chief. Privately she considered him somewhat ugly, for in addition to being somewhat overweight he was short. A thick shock of unruly black hair and a thin mustache didn't help, nor did the way he was always looking lustfully at her body. 'Fortunately,' she giggled to herself, 'I've found a way to make that work FOR me.' The chief could feel his mouth drying as he looked at Rio. She immediately changed her demeanor as she had entered the room. Outside, she was a raging fury, a no-nonsense tomboy who many of the officers called 'bitch' behind her back. When she came into his office though... Rio walked with an exaggerated sway to her hips. Her eyes were tilted at just the right angle, giving her the appearance of uncertainty, one finger placed just between her moistened lips. Her other hand 'adjusted' her tie to draw attention to her breasts. "Chief..." She said in a voice halfway between a sigh and a moan. "I really need to talk to you about something." Her whisper was in her 'bedroom voice', the one that made men imagine it raised in cries of pleasure. For the Chief's part, he felt his cock stir in his pants as soon as she walked in, and stiffen more with every word. Leaning forward he couldn't take his eyes away from the woman, even as the logical, rational part of his brain was screaming at him as if from somewhere far away. She's here to get over on her co-workers again! Besotted as he was, the chief struggled to listen to that rational voice. "H-how can I help you, Officer Kinezono?" His voice shook only a little bit, so he congratulated himself. Rio slithered up onto the desk, one leg lifted up as her knee slid across the desktop. Her skirt thusly hiked up to reveal her thighs, a hint of her blue panties visible. The chief swallowed, but tried to be firm. His rational mind lasted just long enough to notice the way her finger toyed with her lower lip before it fled into the subconscious. "Chief." She moaned for real this time. "I need something.." Her voice dropped an octave, leaning closer until the chief was almost breathing bosom. "Really, really bad." The Chief swallowed, his cock twitching in his pants as Rio's hand adjusted his own tie, feeling the warmth of her breath on his cheek and the scent of her perfume filling her nostrils. "A-anything." He promised, his voice just as soft. His eyes firmed, his hands started to rise as he felt the throbbing of his passion fill him. "I'll give you..." He began, his eyes burning with lust. "OH! You will? Thank you thank you!" Rio suddenly hopped up from the desk and bounced briefly, distracting the chief as much with her jiggling bustline as with her odd behavior. "W-what?" He burst out, sitting back down in utter confusion. "Thank you for giving me the day off, SIR!" Rio snapped off a quick salute and strode towards the door of the office. All the way she giggled silently, 'What a sap.' She grinned, turning the handle. 'I get so many days off it's almost criminal. But,' she reflected, 'I can't help it if the old man wants to touch my body!' The slamming of the office door was as loud as the frustrated Chief's hand slapping the top of his desk. "I don't believe it!" He growled to himself. "She did it again!" In his own head, his rational mind returned from its brief vacation with a lot of 'I-told- you-so's.' Mystified, the chief looked at the door. "How does she do that to me -every- time??" ***************************** The strange cylinders rattled again as the two men unloaded them from the van. Silently they dragged the cylinders over to an air conditioning vent. One man removed the grated cover with a screwdriver while the other switched on the timing mechanism. In moments, both cylinders were snug in two different vents. Designed of course, to get the maximum dispersion possible. The guard in his security shack barely noticed the van leaving. As it drove off an ominous hissing began from each of the cylinders as the payload within began to mix with the air being breathed in and out by every policeman inside the HQ tower. And, not incidentally, every policeWOMAN... ***************************** Rio walked to her bus stop on the way home, yawning and stretching as she relished the thought of having the day off. There was a brief flash of guilt as she considered the way she had left Yuji behind to finish up. 'Now where had that come from?' She wondered. Thinking of Yuji she began to consider what HIS underwear might look like. 'What am I doing?' She bapped herself on the head, getting ready to board the bus. Just then she was jostled by a rotund man getting on ahead of her. "Hey!" She protested, feeling her face assuming it's normal intimidating scowl. The man turned, looking her up and down with a hint of a leer on his face. "What?" He said insolently. "Is there a problem?" His voice hinted that there had -better- not be one. Now, normally Rio would have punched this guy in the nose, or kneed him in the balls. That's why she was utterly shocked to find herself bowing an apology. "So sorry... go ahead." She blinked as she finished her apology. 'That just isn't right.' The man chuckled. "Anytime sweetcakes." He said with another long look at her legs and breasts. Rio felt herself blushing, felt her body reacting to his frank appraisal. Her nipples hardened under her bra and she felt herself grow slightly short of breath. 'What's going on?? I hate being stared at! And he called me SWEETCAKES! I'll kill him!' However much she protested inside her own mind however, she felt compelled to do nothing, taking her own seat as the bus lurched to a beginning towards it's destination. Rio puzzled over this for a brief while, but couldn't seem to concentrate. Her thoughts kept wandering back to Yuji, and she kept catching herself looking at the rude man and trying to compare him to the Chief. She found she couldn't keep her anger up at the rude man. He kept looking at her during the bus ride, smiling that hard little smile. Rio gritted her teeth, resolving not to look and instead closed her eyes, leaning her head back against the bus window. 'How dare he?' She grumbles to herself. 'Such a pervert. I bet he's thinking about my body.' Somehow the thought of this was not totally...unappealing. She twisted slightly in her seat, imagining the rude man's intentions. The way he had stared at her breasts, she wagered he wanted to touch them, to cup them in his hands and squeeze... Rio let out a soft whimper, squirming in the bus seat as her cheeks flushed with a blush. The rude man arched an eyebrow, nonetheless enjoying the show. Rio's hard nipples poked out against her blouse as she continued her unintentional fantasy behind her closed eyelids. She daydreamed of what he might be thinking, could almost feel his strong fingers closing over her tits. She swallowed, feeling a bead of sweat forming at her temple, sliding down her skin like she imagined the rude man's hand wanted to. She could feel herself moistening, her juices flowing at the thought of this total stranger lusting after her this way. She thought that surely he wanted to throw her down and fuck her right on the bus, if he could get away with it. Alex smirked as he watched the policewoman. She was breathing hard, her round melons straining at the front of her shirt, her legs squeezing against each other then sliding apart slightly. 'Damn!' He grinned to himself. 'She looks like she's having some kind of wet dream!' Suddenly her eyes opened, meeting his own gaze and she let out a soft moan that she had been obviously holding back, then blushed deeply in embarrassment. Finally her stop arrived and a very confused Officer Rio Kinezono went towards her apartment intending to sleep. And Alex got off at the same stop, following her. ****************************** The end of the day came very late indeed for Yuji. He had stayed until nearly eight o'clock finishing up his work and Rio's on the computers. As the hour hand passed every digit past four he began to get more and more frustrated with the entire thing. By the time he had finished he was grumbling to himself. "Damnit Rio, I may be your 'boyfriend' but I'm certainly not your slave. You've got no right to treat me this way." 'Speaking of being her boyfriend,' he thought suddenly, 'When has she ever invited me to her place?' Yuji could not think of a single time. In fact, the more he thought it over, the more he realized he had become very little to Rio besides a glorified gopher-boy who occasionally took her out to dinner. 'I get to see her panties sometimes...' He tried to console himself, then shook his head angrily. "Heck no!" He said out loud, putting on his jacket and punching the button for the elevator. "She should at -least- put out once in a while. I mean, she dresses like a slut anyways, that ...bitch!" Just then the Elevator *ping*ed. The doors slid open to reveal Nanvel, Maya, and Captain Maki all looking at him curiously. "Rough day at the office?" Inquired Nanvel with an impish grin. "Rio screwed you over again, didn't she?" Chimed in Maya, obviously trying not to giggle. Even the Captain seemed amused. "Don't use such language Officer Yuji. It reflects badly upon your conduct." All three women were in 'civilian' attire, having obviously been out having a good time. And all three began to talk as if Yuji wasn't there, walking away towards the parking lot as the tall man entered the elevator. Yuji could still smell the various perfumes of the three women. In some surprise he noticed his hands knotted into fists at his sides... and an almost painful erection straining in his pants. "Damn, it's all the women in Team Warrior that make me feel this bad." He complained bitterly. "They're -all- bitches!" As the elevator doors shut and he began his descent towards his own car Yuji slowly tried to relax. "Maybe they don't really mean it. After all, it's just teasing." For some reason, his mind was having none of it. 'They're -always- teasing you Yuji. They walk all over you, just like Rio. You've -got- to do something about this!' "They'll pay." He almost snarled, his hands beginning to flex, the tension slowly leaving his shoulders. "They won't dismiss ME so easily again." He didn't understand where these strange new impulses were coming from.. but he didn't care. Not when it felt so good to stand tall and laugh about how he was going to turn his entire life around! ************************ The Captain's thoughts were also wandering as she had gone home to sleep. Things seemed so much easier when she was out of the office! No more worrying about where the money for the budget would come from... Maki sighed and took off her glasses to rub her nose. She would have to see the Chief soon to beg for more money for Team Warrior. It seemed like a never ending battle, but at least the Chief was handsome. Maki paused. 'Handsome?' She thought to herself. 'When have I ever thought him handsome? But then, there IS a certain something about a man in authority...' she mused. She smiled, intrigued with the idea. 'I've heard he's always giving in to Rio when she wants something. Maybe..' Maki frowned momentarily. 'Rio got her way because she dresses and acts like a slut. Quite the little cocktease.' She looked over the clothing in her closet, pausing over her usual choices for uniform attire. 'Certainly it couldn't hurt to just be a little more feminine, really.' Maki began to lay out her clothes for the next day. She replaced her normal skirt with one very similar if shorter with a slit up the side. She found a pair of high, stiletto heels she'd been saving for a 'special occasion'. A pair of fishnet stockings joined the ensemble. 'There, that ought to do it.' She thought to herself with a satisfied smile. 'I'll get the budget handled for sure this time!' *********************** The next day... The Chief looked up as Captain Maki came into his office, shuffling papers on his desk he frowned slightly. "Here to beg for more appropriations for your Team Warrior budget, are we?" He asked in a slightly sarcastic tone. All that morning he had been feeling somewhat fed up with the female population of the police tower. 'They've been bullying me long enough,' he had decided on the way up to his office. And now here was another female trying to waste his time. Maki shut the door behind her and blinked at the scowl on the Chief's face. Thinking quickly, she looked at his desk to find a nameplate so that she could try and get this meeting off on the right foot. "Good morning, John." She said, spotting the nameplate gleaming on the front part of the Chief's desk. Maki smiled at him, turning a bit to present him with her profile as she fiddled with the barrette in her blue hair. John, for his part, was startled. Never before had he been addressed by name, always had his subordinates just called him 'Chief.' In addition, it was the WAY Maki had chosen to greet him... her voice was soft and sultry, what one would think of upon entering the bedroom. And then there was the way she was dressed!! John returned the smile, noting the careful application of makeup on Maki's face, enjoying the way her rouge and moist red lipstick made her appear almost like a high-class hooker. It was her 'modifications' to the uniform that really decided the issue, however. The fishnet stockings clung to every curve of her legs, and the normally hidden skin of her thighs was brazenly open to view from the slit in her extremely short skirt. The Chief felt himself hardening just at the sight of her.. and the tantalizing scent of her perfume.. jasmine perhaps? John got up and moved around to the front of the desk, looking Maki up and down slowly, feeling a leer crawl across his mouth. 'Well well,' he thought, 'maybe this won't be a bad visit after all.' "Let's get down to business." He growled. "What do you want?" Maki felt a shiver run through her at the sound of John's voice, a feeling that puzzled her. She took a chair without being asked, and saw the Chief's eyebrow raise as she did so. "Well," She began, trying to bring this off as professionally as possible. "We have several expenditures this quarter which will require...will require..." Her train of thought wandered as her eyes regarded the Chief, leaning on the front of his desk rather close to her. She had noticed before how handsome he was, but up close he seemed almost...alluring. The predatory gleam in his eyes intrigued her, and she felt a thrill run up her spine when she noticed his eyes were regarding her breasts rather than her face. Swallowing, she tried again. "More funds are needed. My R&D Department alone has made great advances, and with Lilica on vacation, we're going to be relying more on Nanvel's gear than before." Her eyes continued to drop, tracing the lines of the chief's admittedly pudgy body. But below his belt there was a bulge that made her eyes widen, and she nearly gasped when she saw it twitch under the zipper. She felt herself growing warm, felt moisture beginning to stir between her legs. 'I-I don't know why,' She thought desperately, 'but I can't help but be aroused. There's just... something about him...' John smiled wider when he looked back at Maki's face, seeing her flushed cheeks and slightly parted lips. 'The bitch is staring at my cock!' He realized, his eyes narrowing. "So, what you're saying is.." He said slowly, enjoying drawing this out, "You need something from me. You need the money for your team's budget. Hrm, well... what have you done to earn this money?" He asked, intentionally shifting a bit on the desk and crossing his arms, grinning at the way she shifted her eyes to get a better look at his tented bulge at his crotch. Maki squirmed in her seat, feeling the dampness in her panties grow. She struggled to find an answer, peripherally aware that she should be outraged by his attitude. After all, Team Warrior had done a LOT for the Tokyo Police! "Well, we..." John cut her off. "Look, Captain." He said, emphasizing her rank to remind her who was in charge. 'And she'll know that even better soon,' he thought with a silent chuckle. "I don't have to give your department the funds. So it's in your best interest to see that I'm happy with you. Play your cards right, and... we'll see about keeping Warrior's payroll, understand?" Maki felt like her head was spinning, all she could think about clearly was the way the Chief's johnson strained against his slacks. "W-what can we do?" She asked, struggling to keep her mind focused.. this budget was very important, she reminded herself of that to try and regain her calm, aloof manner. Meanwhile, the Chief's mind had been mulling things over. He felt strange impulses, strange thoughts filling his consciousness. The same kind of thoughts that had made him tease the Captain and stand in front of his desk like he was chewing her out for a mistake. He felt powerful, untouchable, like a god almost. Without too much of a fight, he gave into the whispering desires. 'I've always wanted to do this,' he thought with sincere enjoyment. "You can start by sucking my cock." He told her matter-of-factly. Maki almost reeled at the images which flickered through her mind at his words. 'I shouldn't be doing this!' She protested silently, 'but.. it feels so goooood.' John smirked cruelly as he saw the shock on Maki's face turn to lust, watched her lean forward until her carefully made up face was only inches away from his crotch. He grinned at the way she shivered and moaned at the crisp sound his zipper made going down in her fingers, but the best was when she tugged down on his underwear and the thick length of his shaft slapped her cheek. Her look of surprise was almost comical as was her gasp, but she merely looked up at him a moment before her shiny, pouty lips wrapped around the head of his prick. The chief groaned in pleasure at the feel of the captain's warm, wet mouth suckling on his cock. His pudgy fingers soon rested in her hair, knocking the barrette askew as they wound in her blue locks, urging her to take more of his dick into her mouth. She looked so sexy kneeling there at his feet, her diamond shaped earrings swaying as her head bobbed in his lap. Those glasses of hers were slightly skewed on her nose, and those lips pursed around his prick almost made him come just from looking at them. Maki soon began a rythym of tonguing the seam on the underside of his cock while her lips rolled smoothly up and down the length of his shaft, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked hungrily. John grunted, his fingers tightening in her hair as his cock twitched in her mouth. "Ah, yeah.." He muttered, feeling her agile tongue swirling around the crown of his dick. "You'll do this every day if you want that money." He growled down at her. Maki didn't even hesitate to agree, even if her words couldn't be heard as more than a muffled moan from her cock-filled mouth. She was in fact enjoying this almost as much as the Chief, savoring the salty taste of his prick across her tongue and feeling her juices flowing even more down into her panties from arousal at the situation. Suddenly the chief's dick lurched in her mouth and she felt his seed spray into her mouth. Without being told she gulped and swallowed his cream down into her belly, a bead of glistening white cum left on her lower lip as he pushed her head away when he was done. The chief was panting for air as he pushed her away but the sight of her sexy face was enough for him to stay hard, his cock throbbing in her face. The feeling of power rushing through him was unbelievable.. here was Captain Maki of Team Warrior, on her knees, having just sucked him off! 'In return for the budget arrangements,' he reminded himself, an unkind thought occurring to him suddenly. An unkind, but not unstimulating thought... "Whore.." He whispered, loving the look of shocked embarrassment on Maki's face as she heard him. Cruelly he yanked her up by her hair, Maki wincing as she stood awkwardly on her high heels. "Whore!" He repeated, louder, seeing the flashes of humiliation and lust in her eyes behind her glasses. "Selling your body for money.." He taunted, sweeping his arm across his desk to send his rolodex, calendar, and reports crashing to the floor. Maki trembled as the chief pushed her down on her back over his desk, her mind fogged with lust. She knew that normally such language would have made her livid with anger, but right now it only made her hot.. She lay back on the chief's desk, gasping with the force of the desire sweeping through her body. She wanted him, and wanted him badly. "Spread your legs, Whore!" John commanded, and she complied eagerly, her fishnet hose whispering as her legs slid across the desktop and against her skirt. John only chuckled darkly, his thick fingers rubbing up under her skirt. John's fingers found the soaking wet silk of her panties and he paused a moment, seeing the sexy captain laid out on his desk, feeling the dampness of her arousal in his hand. He HAD to have her. 'This sexy bitch wants it bad..' he thought savagely, slowly pulling down her panties, the silken garment rolling down her thighs to her knees. 'And I'm ready to give it to her!' The chief growled with lust, beginning to unbutton Maki's blouse.. but that would take too long. Knotting the material in his hands he yanked them apart, buttons raining to the floor as Maki's bra-encased tits were revealed. Maki moaned, her eyes shut as she felt John's cock throbbing against her thigh. "F-fuck me.." She whimpered, her cuntlips dripping with her arousal. John only smirked, finding her bra to open in the front, his fingers fumbling with the catch. "Beg me, whore." He commanded her, reveling in his power over the horny woman. Maki groaned in frustration, wanting, needing him to fuck her. She ached for him, her entire body feeling flushed with heat. "Please." She whispered, feeling the last vestiges of her dignity and pride slip away under a tide of lust. "Please, fuck me!" "Louder." Insisted John, the bra finally giving way to expose the captain's lovely round breasts, each tipped with a rosy, hard nipple. Maki moaned, squirming as she felt her short ('Too short!' She thought wildly) skirt riding up around her hips from her movements. "Please.. fuck me! I need it!" She cried out, vaguely aware that everyone outside the chief's office would be able to hear. John cupped the captain's breasts, massaging them in his hands. Feeling her ample tits he squeezed, her nipples poking his palms insistently. John suddenly grinned with inspiration. He leaned back, then flipped Maki over on her stomach, her body now bent over his desk with her nearly naked ass raised up high into the air, almost like an offering. The chief slowly lifted the miniskirt to admire Maki's curved rump a moment, then took his swollen cockhead and guided it to the moist lips of her cunt. Maki was clutching the desk in her fingers, her cheek turned to the side against the wood of the desk, breath fogging against its polished surface. Suddenly she felt him shift positions and the head of his prick sliding up into her. She let out a sharp squeal at his penetration, feeling the pleasure wash over her. John began to thrust slowly, squeezing a handful of the captain's toned ass in his palm. He reached forward to run his fingers through Maki's blue hair, then caught a grip in her silken locks, yanking her head back a bit causing her back to arch and a gasp. "Fucking whore.." He muttered to her, starting to thrust harder, his hips slapping against her butt. Maki clutched the desk so hard her knuckles whitened, bucking her hips wildly back the Chief's thrusts. She had never before felt so dominated, so humiliated, and so completely pleasured. She came, then came again, shrieking as her legs twitched, body thrashing under the chief's relentless fucking. John held her down to the desk as he drilled her over and over, gritting his teeth as the pleasure built within his balls. "Ungh! Oh yeah.. " He growled down at the sexy Captain, giving it to her good and hard on his desk. He thrust deeply into Maki as he began to come, her back arching as she felt his cock twitching inside of her. John's hands crept around to clench her round tits in his fingers as he spilled his seed, Maki squirming and mewling under him. Two hours after she went in, Captain Maki left the Chief's office. All eyes of the other police were on the door when it opened, for no one could have ignored the sounds issuing forth from the closed door. Maki started a whole new round of whispering and snickers as she exited, for the usually prim and proper Captain was flushed with the 'freshly fucked' look. Her normally carefully combed hair was in disarray, the barrette barely hanging on. Her glasses askew, lipstick smeared. The buttons on her blouse torn off so that her bra was showing between the lapels and her skirt rumpled. But what drew the most rumors as she staggered off to her car was the gleam of cum trickling down the inside of her leg... END OF PART ONE-