Makurae Girl 002: Huge Gun
"Boss? This is Cristy. Just entered the underground room in that place...Yeah, that place, Building AO-5 on North Street. Seems there is only one guy in this room. ...Yeah, he is my target, Martin Crude. He seems to be writing some notes to his fellow gangsters...OK...I'll keep on watching him. If something happens, I'll report to you. Right."
I'm Cristy Morgan, an investigator at New York Police Department. Though it is only three months since I finished the preparatory courses at police offices training center, I'm sure it doesn't matter to my ability for an officer. I finished the courses as one of the top class investigator candidates. Trainers all admired my physical and mental quality as an officer. It also doesn't matter that I am a woman, because I have shown that I'm superior to many of the male candedates in nearly every respect of being an officer. In short, I am at least as able an investigator as other average male officers.
And now our team is going to give an attack to the worst drug dealing mafia group in New York, and I was sent here to keep eye on one of the top men in the group. My duty is to check and report every action of that guy to my team members. This is my first real mission. I said to myself silently:
"No mistake is allowed, Christy. Your first mission. You love justice, right? Then, that bad guy should be properly punished. If you fuck up this mission, then you would not only miss the chance to destroy the drug dealer group, but give your male team mates an excuse to say 'No wonder, a woman officer is useless. We knew that. A great work is acheived only by men.' Are you OK with that, Christy? No. Of course, not."
Ironically, however, as careful as I was, I fucked up this situation. He noticed my presence.
"Hey! Who's it?" he shouted, grasping his gun.
I had to switch to Plan B: Arrest him. I didn't want our team to know about this now. If they knew, they would immediatelly jump at the "women are useless" ideology. So I turned off the transceiver.
"I'm from NYPD. Put down your gun. My buddies are gathering here. So you'd better obey my instruction."
"OK, OK, OK.... Don't shoot me. Please!" He put the gun on the table.
"That's good. And raise your hands above your head."
He obeyed my order and raised his hands. But his face showed a grin. What a disgusting guy.
"But...could you please give me a favor? I need to put my hands here..."
He began to lower his hands to his crotch.
"... What are you doing? Put your hands away from your crotch. Now! Freeze! Otherwise, I have to shoot you!"
But he didn't obey. Instead, he pulled down the zipper of his pants, and pulled out his ugly thing. Furthermore, he began to stroke it. It grew bigger and bigger.
"Oh please. It itches, you know?..."
"I warned you! I will shoot you. OK? Stop in count three! Otherwise,I'll shoot you! One, two, three...
He didn't stop. I pulled the trigger.
But the gun didn't fired. I made the second mistake. The security guard on my gun was on. He was still stroking his dick with one hand, presenting his other hand with his gun.
"I'll teach you three important lessons. Lesson number one: Don't try to arrest a criminal alone. Didn't you learn this elementary rule at your school? Every criminal knows that. Ahaha! Lesson number two: every man has an extra gun in his crotch. Look at this one. A huge gun, isn't it? Hahaha. And Lesson number three: women should not have a job for men. You ladies are weak physically and mentally. In other words, you are inferior to us men biologically. That's a rule. You had better get married with a suitable man and stay in the kitchin wondering what you should make for dinner tonight for your husband. Ahahaha,hahgahaha!"
He had a gun in his left hand. He had been hiding it in the back of his hip. He was pointing the gun in his left hand to me, while stroking his cock by the right hand.
"Well, could you please put your gun on the floor, Lady?" he said.
I had no choice but to obey his order.
"And could you tell me your mission here?"
"To tell my boss about what you are doing..."
He knew that I had turned off the transceiver. "Oh, that's strange. You had to tell your boss that you had made a mistake and had been noticed by me, hadn't you? How strange...hehehe......Well, I can see it all. You don't want your boss to know about this, do you? You had made a mistake and you somehow wanted to hide it, right? Why do you wanna hide it?"
I kept silent. Also, I had no reason to tell him about it.
"Well? You don't wanna talk about it. ...I'll tell you on behalf of you, lady. You didn't want to let your boss or team mates to know about this, because you are a woman. This is my imagination, but it seems totally off the mark, doesn't it? You are a woman officer and your position in the police has always been at the taget of your team-mates. 'Why is she here?' Have you noticed that look every time? I understand. If some operation fails, then it will be blamed on you female officers, isn't it? So, you have had to be as careful as you could be in order not to be criticized. I think you are a victim in your office. I really sympathize you, lady? All the men in the police department are USING you just as an excuse for the paucity of female officers in the male-female propotion of members in the police department, don't you think so?"
He walked to where I was. And then having picked up my gun from the floor, he came just behind me, and whisperd to my ear.
"I'll tell you something. I have a plan to get all the money we have earned through drug trafficing. ...Yes, I'm going to betray my fellows. Meanwhile, you have your own plan. That is, to show your male team-mates how able an officer you are. But you have fucked up your job. Hahaha. You need to fix this situation, right? Now I have an idea that brings both of us benefits..."
I felt his arms wraping my stomach, unbuttoning my pants.
"Wanna know about the idea? I'll tell you...I'll tell you all the information about the members in our group. You may tell that to your boss, and arrest them...Except for me, of course..."
My pants was pulled down and his fingers slipped into my panty.
"You will be praised because you will have reavealed all the inmportant information to the police. Your contribution will surely help other female officers. Male team-mates won't say anything..."
His fingers found my clit, and began rubbing it. I had to mask my moans.
"...And it will be good for me too, because all our fellows except for me will be in jail. Automatically, all the money will come into my bank account..."
I found something very big and hot touching the entrance of my pussy...It's so big...It began to enter...
"How about this idea?... It's win-win for us. Don't you think so? ... If it's ok, turn on the transceiver, and tell your boss about the weapon I have..."
I couldn't resist the offer. I love justice. If I can help our team to arrest almost every member of that drug dealers, I know it will enhance the level of the justice of this city....even if we had to ignore only this one villan. Also, I couldn't resist the big gun this guy has...
I turned on the switch.
"Boss? This is Christy...."
He began to thrust into me.
"Sorry for intermitting. He has a big gun. Fully loaded. But he is OK, at present. Soon, I'm going to find what he has. It will be very astonishing to you. Talk to you later, after I get some."
And I got some. No. I got a lot...into me. He had a huge gun.
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