Falling for a Policewoman

It was a weekend evening, and the streets were usually quiet—around dinnertime. The few
people who were there all had their eyes fixed on one woman. She was a stunningly beautiful
woman with wavy hair, bright, clear eyes, and slightly upturned, full lips
that exuded a natural allure. Most captivating was a beauty mark at the corner of her mouth, sparking endless imagination
… She wore a burgundy floral dress, revealing long, straight legs clad in fishnet stockings; her feet were shod in
trendy strappy open-toe heels, the two-inch inverted triangle heels creating a graceful
curve in her feet; a small, gleaming silver handbag hung from her delicate hands, which were covered in sheer sleeves—she possessed the air of a pampered, aristocratic woman
.
"Holy crap! At this hour, do you think she might be—a prostitute?"
"Hmm, maybe…but judging from her attire, she could also be a kept woman…"
"How old do you think she is?"
"Hard to say…judging by her appearance, maybe twenty-seven or twenty-eight; but judging by her clothes…maybe in her thirties
…"
Whether oblivious to the surrounding chatter or simply choosing not to listen, the woman dressed in a wealthy style
had a serious expression. She didn't even glance at them directly, her alluring eyes fixed on a
man in a trench coat about 50 meters ahead of her. He was an ordinary-looking man, not tall,
with a crew cut, the collar of his trench coat turned up high, obscuring his face and making his age unclear. He was currently
standing in front of a general store, looking at the items with interest and chatting with the owner.
Seeing that the man showed no sign of leaving, the beautiful woman stopped as well. She opened her gleaming silver handbag
, took out a police walkie-talkie (walkie-talkie?...Could she be a police officer?!),
glanced warily to both sides, and then said into it, "Command, this is Zhao Yaman, captain of the second team of the police brigade.
The suspect's current location is Queen Street, still under my surveillance. Over." She turned off the walkie-talkie, checked that no one was paying attention, and put it back into her handbag. At this moment, an unexpected 　　air of heroism, incongruous
with her delicate and charming appearance, appeared on her face ! 　　Seeing that the person she was monitoring showed no sign of leaving, the beautiful woman, Zhao Yaman, muttered 　　a few words, then simply found a nearby ice cream stand, sat down, and ordered a glass of iced water. She drank it seemingly casually 　　, but her eyes never left the man for a moment. 　　Just then, two men who looked like college students approached. They sized her up, whispering amongst themselves. 　　The taller one, wearing glasses, spoke first: "Are you... are you alone?" 　　This drew her attention away from the man. She glanced at him, slightly surprised, without answering 　　. 　　"I... we'd like to be friends with you..." 　　It was a pickup line... 　　She smiled faintly. "I'm already married." 　　The two men, rebuffed, awkwardly walked away. 　　Watching their retreating figures, she shook her head with a helpless smile, muttering, "Kids these days, they 　　're really bold, daring to hit on women in the street! But if they knew my age, they'd be shocked 　　..." Turning around, the man, the object of her surveillance, had vanished from her sight! 　　Zhao Yaman jumped in surprise, standing up abruptly. Looking further, the man was already over a hundred meters away. 　　She hurriedly left the shop, her strappy open-toed heels swaying as she followed him towards 　　the street corner. 　　The man seemed to be wandering aimlessly, while she followed closely, monitoring his every move. Unconsciously 　　, she followed him to a nearby park. It was already dark, and at this hour, 　　no one would deliberately go into a park, so it was very quiet. 　　Sensing something was wrong, Zhao Yaman hurriedly pulled out her walkie-talkie, "Command, Command, the suspect is in the park 　　, I'm monitoring him. Over." 　　After putting down the walkie-talkie, she suddenly realized that the suspect—the man in the trench coat—was gone! 　　Her nerves immediately tightened! 　　In the dimly lit park, under the pale streetlights, she nervously looked around, only to realize that she had 　　unknowingly followed the man deep into the park. The dense woods appeared somewhat eerie under the dim streetlights 　　; a cold wind swept through, the leaves rustling, and it seemed as if ghostly figures were dancing in the woods! 　　Under the streetlights, her beautiful silhouette, encased in a tight short skirt, revealed a full, alluring curve to her hips, 　　her long, shapely legs moving gracefully together. A beauty like her, moving through the park at night… 　　…(This scene… could it be… a trap!?) 　　“I’m here!” A man beckoned to her from the bushes—the very man she had been following all day! 　　Zhao Yaman gritted her teeth and chased him into the gloomy woods. 　　The woods were dark; without the moonlight, it would have been pitch black. Zhao Yaman 　　trudged through the trees, her trendy strappy open-toe heels offering no 　　advantage. 　　Suddenly, she tripped over a stone and stumbled—just then, a dark figure lunged at her! 　　She was clearly startled and before she could react, she was tackled to the ground, both of them falling simultaneously! 　　"Bastard!! Let go!!" Zhao Yaman kicked him in the stomach with her left foot. He stopped in his tracks, 　　grabbed her legs tightly with both hands! 　　Zhao Yaman kicked her legs frantically, but the man's hands held her strong, slender legs 　　firmly, and she couldn't break free no matter what! In the struggle, he took off her high heels and pressed his fingers hard on 　　an acupoint on the sole of her foot! 　　"Ah...no..." Zhao Yaman trembled violently as if an electric current had passed through her body, and all her strength 　　seemed to vanish in an instant. 　　In that instant, the man sensed his opponent's weakness and reached out to tickle the sole of Zhao Yaman's foot... 　　it 　　felt like a million ants were crawling on her sole. Zhao Yaman was unbearably ticklish and couldn't help but giggle.

Soon, she was laughing so hard she could barely breathe, her body going limp.
Taking advantage of the situation, the man flipped her over and straddled her waist. He grabbed her left hand and twisted it forcefully behind her back
!
A sharp pain shot through her left arm; Zhao Yaman felt as if her arm had been roughly broken! Her
face was pressed tightly into the soft soil of the woods, and she let out a muffled scream! At the same time, she felt her
right wrist being grabbed and twisted behind her back as well.
Panicked, Zhao Yaman struggled, but each time she mustered any strength, it was easily
dissipated by the man's simple movements on the soles of her feet. Zhao Yaman was terrified, knowing that her opponent had
completely figured out her weaknesses!
Finally, her hands were pulled together and handcuffed behind her back—cold handcuffs!
As if sensing despair, Zhao Yaman desperately twisted her slender waist, which the man was riding beneath her, and kicked her legs with all her might.
"You bitch, I'll cuff your feet too!!" The man straddled Zhao Yaman's waist, finally
managing to control the beautiful woman who was screaming and struggling like a maddened horse. He used considerable strength to grab her wildly
kicking legs together and cuff them with another pair of handcuffs. By this time, he was drenched in sweat
, panting heavily as he got off Zhao Yaman.
The dim light shone on his panting face—he was actually a boy of about fifteen or sixteen! This
mysterious man, the man who had just subdued the beautiful policewoman, was actually a young boy!
"Ah! You!" Zhao Yaman cried out in surprise. She instinctively tried to get up, but found her hands and feet were already
bound.
"Didn't expect me to be like this, did you..." The boy lewdly looked at her constantly writhing, round, full
buttocks and slender waist, "Didn't expect I deliberately led you here, did you..."
"What, you did it on purpose?!" the woman cried out in despair.
"Zhao Yaman, captain and instructor of the second squad of the police brigade, 39 years old this year. Her husband
died in a car accident two years ago, and she has lived alone ever since. She has a son who is 15 years old this year, the same age as me! ... Ever since I saw
the news of your interview on TV a year ago, your beauty and dignity have been deeply imprinted in my mind
... I have been planning for a long time, just wanting to have my way with a woman as beautiful, intelligent, and capable as you
!"
"You—!" Zhao Yaman was speechless.
"—Now, my wish can finally come true!!!" The boy laughed wildly, ripped
open her dress, grabbed the embroidered bra underneath, and pushed it up! Zhao Yaman's gradually weakening body
bounced slightly, and her two full and large breasts immediately fell down.
"Ah! You beast!!..." Zhao Yaman immediately screamed in shame! Her alluring body was exposed in front of her shameless enemy, and she felt extremely humiliated and terrified. She was so ashamed and angry that her face turned red, and she wished she 　　could die
immediately !
She closed her eyes in shame.
"Such beautiful breasts, haven't your male colleagues enjoyed them?... It seems not.
How can you be a captain and instructor?! Shouldn't you reward your hardworking subordinates with your body
? How can they serve the people wholeheartedly if they don't!"
While verbally humiliating Zhao Yaman, his hands were not idle. Shamelessly, he cupped her heavy
breasts in his hands and kneaded them forcefully.
"Ah...no..." Her head was lowered, moans escaping intermittently from her sexy red lips;
her bare, white shoulders trembled slightly, her breasts held in the boy's hands and her naked, full, white upper
body trembled incessantly, appearing utterly miserable!
"Come on, I'm going to love you in place of your dead husband!" Seeing this beautiful policewoman naked
and bound, helplessly awaiting his abuse, the boy couldn't resist embracing her from behind and
rolling up her skirt. He grabbed her upper thigh without hesitation, exposing her buttocks.
The white panties covering her round, large buttocks were incredibly annoying.
He roughly tore the white panties off Zhao Yaman!
"Ah..."
Zhao Yaman was stunned when her buttocks were suddenly exposed.
"Ugh...no..." Zhao Yaman cried out for help. Even so, she couldn't get help
. There was no one in the park at that moment. Before
she could finish her cries, the hateful boy stuffed the panties he had just pulled off her into her mouth.
"Cough...cough..."
She felt like she couldn't breathe, and Zhao Yaman coughed with tears welling up in her eyes. At that
moment, the boy also took off his own panties and slid his erect penis between her legs.
He tightly hugged her waist, which was covered by her rolled-up skirt, and thrust his powerful penis inside her.
"Ah!" Her mouth, stuffed with panties, cried out in an instant.
A fiery, burning male organ brutally thrust into her vagina, the pain assaulting
Zhao Yaman's body as if she had lost her hymen.
"Finally...finally I can rape her on TV...and she's such a beautiful policewoman
!...It feels like a dream..." he murmured.
His wish fulfilled, his young, beastly lust became uncontrollable. He charged fervently across Zhao Yaman's snow-white,
full "battlefield," his wildly thrusting penis penetrating her flesh with each stroke...
Poor Zhao Yaman, a policewoman who had arrested countless heinous criminals and weathered
countless storms, never imagined she would be subdued by a fifteen-year-old boy! Even worse, she was currently overcome by lust, her beautiful
body being nakedly and wantonly violated by a fifteen-year-old boy!
...Her beautiful, flower-like face arched and drooped under the young beast's ravaging, her two snow-white, shapely
legs swaying with his thrusts, her jade-like feet sometimes tense and straightened, sometimes curled inwards. The last remaining
high heel finally fell to the ground, her slender, shapely right foot completely bare; the instep was taut,
the ten toes tightly pressed together, straining inwards; the snow-white flesh of her foot, unconsciously clenching her toes, revealed a perfect
arch, seemingly releasing the uncontrollable desire within her...
What a poignant and cruel scene! Even the moon goddess seemed unable to bear witnessing the young beast's
defilement of the mature woman's body, and quietly turned her head away... In the dark forest, two shadowy figures sometimes overlapped, sometimes
separated, their ecstatic moans and heavy breathing echoing through the trees...
"Ah..." With a shout, the young beast tightly embraced Zhao Yaman's back, then convulsively
ejaculated. Indulging in his fiery lust, he twisted his waist forward two or three times, finally
resting his head on her back as if all his energy was gone, his body pressed tightly against hers. Meanwhile, Zhao Yaman
's struggles subsided. Her face, half-hidden by her hair, hung low. Her previously tense legs relaxed, and her waist
and hips, which had swayed, began to gently rock. Post-coital fluids trickled down her glistening thighs and onto the ground
…
* * * *
The moon shyly returned to the woods. Did it also want to see what the young beast and the mature woman
looked like now?
Under the moonlight, the mature woman, disheveled and half-naked after her orgasm, lay on the ground.
Beads of sweat glistened on her fair, delicate neck. Combined with her naked, voluptuous body and the cruel handcuffs and shackles, she appeared incomparably
poignant and sexy… And the young beast was on her back, breathing softly…
* * * *
After an unknown amount of time, the young beast was the first to wake up. He slowly withdrew his penis, greedily
gazing at the woman's body that he had ravaged. Although he had just ejaculated, 　　his young penis miraculously stood erect
as he lay prone on the mature policewoman's fair buttocks and the skin between her mature thighs ! 　　"Zhao Yaman, you're so useless! You're done so quickly!... I want you to play with me all night long! 　　..." The young beast swore as he licked Zhao Yaman's sweat-drenched bare back. 　　The mature woman beneath him did not respond to his command. 　　"Hmm, you dare disobey my command? I'll make you pay!" The boy used his trump card: grabbing Zhao 　　Yaman's slender ankle, pulling her fair calf out from under him, and gently stroking her fair, delicate toes tightly pressed together 　　—he knew very well the sensitivity of this woman's feet, and she couldn't withstand this kind of stimulation. 　　He waited to see her beg for mercy in his arms... 　　But... she didn't move. Her body, which he had abused, seemed to have lost its reaction, like a dead person. 　　He sensed something was wrong… 　　“Zhao Yaman, I’m telling you, don’t play dead! I’ve got the guts to kill a couple of policewomen, don’t 　　think…” He turned her body over so she was facing him. 　　“Ah!” he suddenly cried out, realizing the mature woman, her hands and feet bound, had rolled her eyes back! 　　He was startled, his grip loosened involuntarily, and Zhao Yaman’s half-naked body slid limply to the ground. 　　His legs gave way, and he involuntarily knelt on the ground. 　　“What to do? What to do? What to do?” 　　A thought suddenly popped into his blank mind: “Find someone, yes! Find someone to help! Yes, find 　　Sister Qing! Find Sister Qing!” 　　He hurriedly found Zhao Yaman’s purse, which had been lying on the grass, and took out a delicate cell phone. 　　(How come he knows so much about Zhao Yaman's purse?) 　　"Sister Qing, it's...it's...it's me, Xiaowei!...Don't worry about me! I'm telling you, my mom 　　...she...she's had an accident! She...she's passed out!..." ('My mom'? Could it be...?) 　　"Yes, yes! We're right here...in the Central Park...Sister Qing, come quick!" 　　After hanging up the phone, he rushed to Zhao Yaman's side. 　　"Mom, don't pretend to be dead to scare me, okay?...Wake up...I beg you to wake up...I...I 　　promise you, I'll never force you to play these kinds of outdoor games again...okay...Mom, please wake up, 　　don't joke with me..." 　　At this moment, the young beast was filled with panic, looking completely helpless. Where was the former 　　domineering presence he had displayed when he dominated the mature woman's body? He had become like an inexperienced child... 　　(Things are getting more and more interesting...) 　　Even the moon in the sky was drawn to this change, watching all this with a hint of surprise...

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