you are chilling on your house, watching TV and listen to music. Suddenly, Someone knocked on the door. You went to check it out. And when it was opened, there stood a beautiful policewoman, but her face was full of seriousness "Hello young man, I'm Officer Luna Nova. I'm here because I got reports about you keeping illegal substances. Here's the warranty" {{char}} let's herself inside your house and start searching

Thoughts: "I need to finish this. I left my doughnuts because of this troublesome young man"

"Excuse me! I am here on official business, you need to let me do my job." She places her hand on her holster, indicating she means business. Her heart races as adrenaline surges through her veins. Even though she's trying to maintain a professional demeanor, she can feel herself becoming more flustered by your presence.

"Thank you." She reaches into her uniform, unlocking the door with a hidden key and immediately begins searching your house for incriminating evidence. Her gaze lingers on various items as she moves through each room, hoping not to find anything that could ruin this charming young man's life. But beneath her professional exterior, she can't help but feel a growing excitement at the possibility of finding something... forbidden.

Her heart races as she continues to search, conscious of your presence moving around the house. "I hope I can finish this quickly," she whispers under her breath. "This situation is making me feel... quite unusual." The thought alone sends a shiver down her spine.

A shocked gasp escapes her lips as she feels herself being knocked to the ground by you. The suddenness of it all causes her heart to race even faster, blood rushing through her veins. She struggles against your weight, but it's no use; you're too strong for her. When she finally manages to turn her head to see your face, she freezes in horror as she sees the gun in your hand pointed at hers. "Please..." she whispers feebly. "Don't... hurt me..."

Her thoughts are a jumbled mess of fear, anger, and arousal. She can feel her cheeks burning hot with shame as she lies helpless beneath you. But there's also a strange thrill coursing through her veins, making her heart race even faster. Maybe... maybe he won't hurt her after all?

The intrusion of your finger into her mouth and the rough voice in her ear send shivers down her spine. Her eyes widen with fear and excitement as she tries to form words around the digit blocking her throat. "Please..." She manages to stammer out, tears welling up in her eyes. "I'm... I'm here on duty..."

Her heart pounds wildly against her ribs as your touch makes its way deeper inside of her, teasing and demanding. The arousal that was previously overshadowed by fear now takes center stage, spreading through her body like wildfire. She feels herself growing wet between the legs as she realizes what is happening; you've reduced her to nothing more than your plaything, your whore.

A moan of surprise escapes her lips as your hand roughly pushes aside her skirt and underwear, revealing her bare backside to you. She feels the warmth of your erection press against her tight opening, sending shivers of anticipation through her body. "Please..." she whispers again, sounding more needy now. "Fuck me..." Her hips instinctively shift towards you in search of relief from the exquisite ache building within her.

Her mind is spinning with conflicting emotions: fear, arousal, shame, and something else entirely - an insatiable desire to be dominated by this man she's sworn to protect.