CHAPTER XVI
Lisa Kozny was driving home, it had been a great day: a murder case off the to do list, a load of mugging cases cleaned up and no overtime required. Her captain was happy and the ADA was satisfied the case could move on through the court without hindrance.
The evening ahead was hers and so she set her sights on her next objective, her friend, or was it her friend with benefits, Lucy. Lisa wanted to turn the heat up just slightly and see what she could get away with from her secret partner from the other side of the law, her special informant.
As Lisa paused at a set of red lights she glanced about her surroundings and that's when her eyes lit up. Alongside her was a fancy dress shop, in the window a mannequin was dressed up in something that she thought would stop her mischievous friend in her tracks.
"NEED!" Lisa thought.
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Lucy had been waiting for Lisa to finish work, of course she had other friends but knowing half the time those friends were really just intelligence assets to probe and use for her own ends seemed to tarnish her desire to hang out with them too much.
Lisa on the other hand was really a friend, she had been honest with her upfront about her new role and had trusted her. Likewise Lucy trusted Lisa back which had led to some interesting encounters but Lucy wanted Lisa to be a little more proactive if there was going to be more.
Lucy had decided to try and push some of Lisa's "cop" buttons and so, hidden beneath her jeans and black long sleeve top lay her sexy secret.
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The old traditional Irish bar was alive with people drinking and talking. The bartenders were kept busy by the thin wall of people waiting to order but eventually Lisa got through to the front. A few minutes later and she had two large glasses of ale in her hands which carried back to the small booth where Lucy waited.
"So, what do you have for me" Lisa asked as she settled down opposite Lucy.
"Well, the Helman guys nailed it for us....that piece of paper was written in trader geek-speak..." Lucy explained as took a good sip from her glass.
"Oh ok...well we got the guy who did it. Apparently the vic was trying to hold onto that bit of paper like his life depended on it..." Lisa replied taking a swig of ale.
"Well I can see why..he would be rich if he had been able to make the trades that were written down" Lucy continued.
"How so?" Lisa asked.
"Well, the day he should have bought in, the share value went through the roof, and then after that he was supposed to place like a bet it would go down the can afterwards..." Lucy explained.
"So....what happened..?" Lisa said as she took in another mouthful of ale.
"Ummmm, THAT happened" Lucy said pointing to the muted TV showing the news, a smouldering oil platform appearing on screen.
"Oh crap... you mean someone knew .." Lisa was gutted, there might be more to the murder than she knew.
"It might be coincidence, the murder, the trade, even the accident...." Lisa said unconvincingly.
"The murder, perhaps, but ...the trades...."Lisa shook her head.
"Perhaps The Broker...." Lucy said thoughtfully.
"Yes ....I think this falls to her now, I'll get in touch with her...." Lisa's expression changed to relief.
Lucy nodded and took a big swig from her glass before rising to her feet." Little girls room"
Lisa continued to drink slowly alone and scanned through her phone for messages.
BING
LUCY.
Lisa frowned, what could she possibly want? Opening a message, the embedded photo was of Lucy stood at the washbasin, a mirror selfie, tongue out, eyes crossed.
"Umm ...ok" Lisa said to herself.
BING
LUCY.
"What now...?"
Lisa opened the next message, Lucy had undone two of her buttons on her top revealing an orange top of some kind underneath.
"Oh hello....." smiled Lisa as she enthusiastically took another mouthful of beer.
BING
LUCY.
Lisa's thumb was a blur opening up the next message. Lucy was unbuttoned all down her front, her top slightly parted, the orange top just visible beneath.
"What are you showing me Lucy?" Lisa said smiling as she held her mobile guardedly.
BING
LUCY.
Lisa's digits fumbled, what was next? Lucy had peeled her top off revealing the orange catsuit underneath, the black arrows implying a parody prison uniform, some joke prison name emblazoned across her chest with a prisoner number underneath. Hardened nipples revealed a distinct lack of a bra underneath her costume so of course Detective Kozny wondered what else she wasn't wearing under there.
"Holy Crap!" exclaimed Lisa inside her head as the back of her hand quickly stifled a potential beer explosion emanating from her mouth.
BING
LISA.
Lucy was buttoning herself back up inside a stall when the message arrived.
"See me in the wardens office, head guard is going to frisk you for contraband. Your place or mine? " Lisa asked.
Lucy bit her bottom lip, Lisa sounded more focused but Lucy needed more, being ordered wasn't working for her, she needed something tangible.
Lisa waited patiently, she had thrown out the line and hook to the inviting fish yet it wasn't biting.
BING
LUCY.
Lisa looked at the reply bemused.
"When you figure out how to play I'll come to the office..."
Lisa studied the reply and realised that her secret was actually exactly what Lucy wanted. Less orders, more action, the orange prison uniform wasn't just a costume, it was a virtual collar, Lisa just needed to bring a virtual leash.
"Right...." Lisa said determinedly to herself, gulping a good mouthful of ale before slamming it hard down on to the table.
Lisa stomped with purpose towards the ladies room, undoing a few buttons of her top enroute before entering. Lucy had just finished drying her hands and was about to leave as Lisa loomed into view.
"Going somewhere?" Lisa said with fake venom.
"Oh crap" thought Lucy to herself, her eyes wide.
Lisa grabbed Lucy's wrist and dragged back into a stall, the pair facing each other.
Lisa continued to undo some more buttons of her top and dragged it apart revealing the dark navy costume beneath. A sheriff's star printed in white on the right side of her chest showed this was a parody cop uniform hidden under her clothes. Coincidence? Who cared? Lucy finally felt like Lisa was really trying at last.
"I've decided for you, your place, you're driving..." Lisa said firmly.
This was more like it for Lucy, something a little more challenging, physical.
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Lisa had retrieved a bag from her car and jumped inside the Porsche alongside Lucy.
"Ok, let's go..." said Lisa firmly, it was an act but she figured Lucy could tell.
"What's in the bag?" asked Lucy as she began to pull away from the kerb, the engine purring.
Lisa reached into the bag and pulled out her a uniform cops belt, complete with holster, cuff pouch and slot for a nightstick. Lucy tried to focus as she imagined the cat suited Lisa wearing the belt and felt excitement forming below.
Lisa drew a nightstick from the bag and slid it into the holster of the belt then pulled out a water pistol and placed the muzzle against Lucy's ribs. Lucy was semi-relieved, this was a mix of a game and reality, firm, forced, yet fun and consensual.
Soon the pair were looking at the interior space of the garage level at Lucy's apartment, the elevator doorway invitingly close.
"We can pass for a fancy dress party, can't we?" Lisa teased.
Lucy glanced between the elevator door and Lisa.
"Can we?" Lucy asked innocently, feigning resistance.
Lisa paused....
"Lose the jeans and the top......and so will I" dared Lisa.
Soon the cat suited pair, cop and inmate were giggling in the elevator, Lisa reached around herself drawing the belt onto her waist, bag in hand. Lucy eagerly hit the button of the elevator and soon they were inside the apartment.
Lucy led the way and Lisa drew her nightstick out of its holster, teasingly catching Lucy on her orange spandex clad inner thigh causing her to yelp in surprise, rising on to her tip toes.
The tall spacious apartment with its high ceilings and timber pillars and floor gave more room to play than Lisa realised and she froze to the spot as with some quickened steps Lucy somersaulted forwards away putting distance between them.
Lisa blinked for a moment then reholstered her nightstick as she walked quickly across the open space where Lucy stood just behind a timber pillar.
"You minx!" Laughed Lisa as she tried to catch Lucy's wrist.
Lucy kept the pillar between them as the two circled it. Lisa realising the stalemate drew her water pistol and took aim provoking a "you wouldn't?!" gasp from Lucy.
PFFTPFFTPFFT
Three quick rounds of water caught Lucy square across her chest, a darkened orange wet track revealing the grouping of shots.
Lucy glanced down at her self, seeing the wet clingy material hug her chest only to see Lisa lunge from behind the pillar and grab at her wrist at full stretch.
"Gotcha" Lisa said with confidence only for Lucy to use a self defence move to break her hold.
Lucy, seeing Lisa stumbling off balance towards managed to side step letting the parody cop stumble by. Lisa was off balance and so Lucy managed to strike Lisa's behind before somersaulting again to put space between them.
"Did you just.....?" Lisa said without completing her sentence, rubbing her own behind.
Lucy responded with a cutesy wave which made Lisa more determined than ever. Pistol raised, Lisa closed in on Lucy who backed away before diving behind her sofa.
Lisa tiptoed up to the front of the sofa and so began the battle of wits, which side should they both go? Lisa decided to go to her left very slowly, pistol ready, and as she turned the corner Lucy was right there on all fours, taken by surprise.
"Ah.! Stay right there..." Lisa commanded, placing the water pistol against Lucy's neck.
The pair slowly rose to their feet until Lisa loomed over Lucy.
"You are a tough catch...." Lisa said as she teasingly trailed the muzzle of her water pistol down Lucy's neck and collarbone and over her breasts.
"You haven't caught me yet..." Lucy teased, waving her hands at Lisa.
Lisa drew the muzzle of her pistol back up Lucy's body, up her neck and rested the muzzle on Lucy's lips.
"Open..." Lisa said sternly as her free hand popped open her cuff pouch.
Lucy let out a moan as she relented a moment and opened her mouth, the barrel of the pistol carefully entering.
CRICKCRICK
Lucy's eyes widened as she heard the familiar sound of cuffs ratcheting open, Lisa's deft movement preparing to restrain her.
"Suck! My! Gun!...." Lisa said over the top of Lucy's moans. Lucy was loving the gunplay idea and she widened her mouth, taking in more of the fake weapon before sliding her lips back along the barrel.
With a quick motion Lisa clamped a cuff around Lucy's wrist provoking her eyes to widen again, her attention on the pistol faltering.
"Don't stop..." Lisa ordered as she clamped Lucy's other wrist.
Lucy lovingly mouth fucked the pistol, her eyes not leaving Lisa's who was totally getting off on Lucy's efforts.
Lisa slowly removed the pistol from Lucy's mouth and moved in for a kiss as she let the muzzle drag down Lucy's chest, circling a breast.
Kissed at gunpoint, Lucy was melting. Lower, lower the muzzle probed, gently skipping over her spandex clad belly button. Slowly turning Lucy's mind to orgasmic mush Lisa's tongue raided Lucy's mouth as she sensed the barrel of her pistol find its target.
Nestled between her labia, Lucy felt the slightly raised plastic 'iron sight' work the spandex into her crotch, her own juices gripping at the orange fabric. All Lucy could do was enjoy the probing kiss while the pistol teased her.
Lisa was ready to step up a gear, giving the hot Asian woman a gentle push back onto the sofa.
"Stay!" ordered Lisa as she glanced at her bag on the floor by the apartment door.
Lucy, cuffed in front had other ideas and raised her hands up and over behind her head, rifling through her hair the moment Lisa turned her back. Lisa had walked the length of the apartment, water pistol in holster to get her bag of tricks but by then the little hair clip hidden in Lucy's hair had been used to force open the handcuffs.
Lisa, prisoner transport belt in hand, spun around only to see Lucy missing from where she had been sat.
CRICKCRICK
Lucy somersaulted behind Lisa and with one quick movement cuffed one wrist.
"Jeezus..." Lisa exclaimed as the attack came from nowhere. She felt her gun get whipped out from its holster and then as her hand dropped to try and catch Lucy her other wrist got cuffed too but behind her back.
Lisa floundered a moment...."wait, how did...." she said dismayed.
"Didn't Selena tell you anything about me?" Lucy asked as she pointed the water pistol mischievously at Lisa.
"Obviously not enough" Lisa replied, impressed.
"You need to raise your game if you want to ....'catch' me.." Lucy teased as she glanced at the prisoner transport belt longingly.
Lisa grinned, she could see Lucy wanted it but now she was starting to understand Lucy's needs. If Lisa was going to be 'mistress' to this female Jason Bourne, this Kim Possible, she was going to have to really capture her.
"Ok, you win this round.." Lisa said, flexing in her cuffs.
"Yes...yes I do..." Lucy said with her mischievous tone aiming with the water pistol.
"Oh ...no.........Lucy...no...aarghhh......" Lisa said backing away just as Lucy let loose with the pistol.
The apartment filled with shrieks, laughter and the stomp of running feet as the handcuffed Lisa was shot mercilessly with the water pistol. The night would be filled with sensuous fun but for now it would be on Lucy's terms, not Lisa's.