Fempire Chapter 10: Authority

“Had enough?” Aubrey asked Dale.
“Yes,” he muled, as the police baton nailed both of his nuts in another sideways swing.
Aubrey grabbed Dale’s nuts and squeezed them to the bottom of his sack: trapping it below her fist. “Then give me my keys.” Aubrey pounded Dale’s left nut with her baton for emphasis.
“Please. I don’t have them." Dale could barely see through them, he’d been crying so much. But his eyes were still only the second reddest pair of balls on Dale’s body. His testicles still stung from the ball mace.
Dale regained his vision and saw Sheila and Freya staring down at him smugly. Sheila put both of her hands on her crotch and rocked her hips back and forth, pretending to be in pain. Freya mouthed ‘OUCH’ and traced a finger under her eye to pantomime a tear.
“You asked for this,” Aubrey put away her police baton and took out her ball taser. Aubrey stuck her taser into his right nut and held it there for several seconds. “Where are my keys?”
“I don’t know.”
Aubrey moved the taser to his left nut and twisted it in. “Where are my fucking keys?”
“Gah! The beehive…,” Dale bawled through shattering teeth. “It’s shocking my balls with the taser. As if it knows what’s going on!”
“That’s it. It’s popping time.” Aubrey yanked Dale’s balls hard, causing him to choke. She put her taser away. It was a regular ball taser so it only left her serial number in the brand: nothing fancy. With her free hand Aubrey pinched Dale’s smoking left nut. She made sure to use her sharp yellow and blue fingernails. This wasn’t just everyday testicle torture anymore: now she was going for the kill.
“Please! I didn’t do it! I DIDN’T DO IT! I’m just a trucker. Please don’t pop my balls.”
Then with a SQUICK, they both felt it. Aubrey had ruptured Dale’s left nut. Her finger dug through the skin of his nut and twisted into the flesh.
“Just leave me one,” Dale whispered. His voice was almost too faint to hear.
“Not gonna happen,” Aubrey said, twisting her fingernail deeper into Dale’s ball. “I’m going to tear this pathetic grape open from the inside out. Then I’m going to pop the other one.”
“Hey,” the mustachioed trucker said, looking out the window. “Your cycle's gone?”
“What?” Aubrey asked, still pinching Dale’s ruptured nut with her fingernails.
“He’s right,” Freya looked. “I guess that means Dale really didn’t take it. And you still ruptured his nut.” She laughed so hard she almost choked on her gum.
“You’re still going to castrate him, right?” Sheila asked.
Aubrey let go of Dale’s ball and got up to check outside. “Everybody stay here until I figure this out.”
“Guess not,” Sheila pouted.
“Thank you,” Dale muttered to the mustachioed trucker, who was still on the floor.
“Ya,” Aubrey said, stepping on the man’s balls as she left, making him squeal in pain, and rock on his side next to Dale. “He owes you one.”
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“An officer is addressing your complaint as we speak, ma’am.” CRUNCH. Todd winced. “She’ll have your permit as soon as she can.” CRUNCH. He strained to keep his voice calm, and to maintain eye contact with the wavy haired brunette staring at him from the other side of his Complaints Department Partition. She wore a transparent beach robe over a pink bikini. “Your concerns are very important to us,” CRUNCH, “but there is nothing I can do to speed up the process.” CRUNCH!
Todd clenched his first. Anything to keep himself from reaching for his groin. Not only would it be a futile, since his balls were stuffed through the hole in the partition, and separated from the rest of his body, but it would also give this woman the satisfaction of knowing that she could do anything she wanted to his balls and he was powerless to stop her. Todd very seriously doubted there was a job in the whole fempire worse than manning the police station complaints department. All day long you stood at a partition, while angry citizens (all women of course, since men in the fempire weren’t full citizens) take their aggression out on your balls. In today’s case, a resident of the small beach town of Sandy Dunes, had spent the past ten minutes kneeing Todd repeatedly in the balls while she waited for a permit for her new patio. The fact that Todd told her repeatedly that her request would take fifteen minutes to sort out regardless of anything he did didn’t stop her from spending the entire waiting period punishing Todd for the inconvenience of the whole situation.
“Ma’am-“
“My name is Rebecca,” the woman said with another knee.
“Rebecca,” Todd quickly corrected, “your permit form will be ready in five minutes.”
“Five whole minutes! Well thank goddess I have your balls to pass the time with, otherwise I think I’d SNAP,” Rebecca punctuated her sentence with a knee in the balls.
“Awww, it looks like they’re dancing,” a voice giggled. Todd turned his head to see two figures watching him getting assaulted by a citizen. He recognized the woman standing in front as his boss Police Chief Mackenzie. Her blonde hair was cut in a short bob, and bangs hung above her freckled face. Todd did not recognize the woman behind her. Despite being a foot taller than the chief, she was clearly the younger of the two. Like the police chief, she was wearing the standard Sandy Dunes police uniform: a yellow and black hula skirt and coconut bra. Unlike the police chief, she did not have a wreath of flowers on her head to signify rank. She wore her curly light brown hair long. Her eyes still screamed of youth. She couldn’t be more than 22. She had the giddy expression of young woman about to do something she’s always wanted to do: a new recruit.
Rebecca turned to the two officers watching her, and blushed. “Oh, I’m sorry officers. Do you need him for something?”
“Yes,” Mackenzie answered. “But it can wait. Our doors close to the public in twenty minutes. Until then he’s yours.”
“Thank you,” Rebecca said.
“Twenty minutes?” Todd panicked, “but the permit should be ready in five minutes.”
“We’ll see. Time has a way of slowing down towards the end of the day” the chief said.
Todd spent the next several minutes staring at the clock. Trying like hell not to let the pain and embarrassment show on his face. I live in the fempire. Women can hurt me all they want. I can’t control that. But I still have my pride. They can’t take that away from me. I won’t let them know how much it hurts. Not anymore. Oh god that last knee was like a railroad spike through the nads.
Five minutes past. Nobody came. Ten minutes passed. Nobody came. Twenty five minutes passed. Rebecca just kept kneeing Todd. Where is that permit? “Ma’am,” KNEE, “I mean Rebecca. It’s 6:05. We are now closed to the public.” KNEE!
Chief Mackenzie swayed over to the complaints desk and flicked Todd in the nuts. This sent a tremor up Todd’s whole body. “Do not speak to a citizen was such a presumptive tone. Her time is more valuable than yours. But yes,” she said, turning her attention to Rebecca, and having a lot more patience in her voice. “We are closed to the public now, except in emergencies.”
“But I still haven’t got my permit,” Rebecca protested, sending her foot once more into Todd’s nads.
“Oh that’s right,” Mackenzie said, batting herself on the head. “I have it right here for you,” Mackenzie pulled the permit out of one of her coconut bra cups. “Enjoy your new patio.”
“You had it the whole time?” Todd couldn’t help the outburst. Mackenzie looked smug as Rebecca left the precinct. Don’t let her get to you. Todd watched Mackenzie, waiting for her to let him out of his station so he could go home and soak his balls in a warm bath.
Finally, Mackenzie turned her attention back to him. Rather than taking out her key and releasing him from his station, she just looked at him. She wants me to beg. I won’t do it. “Chief,” Todd said in his most masculine voice. “My shift is over.”
“So?” The chief said, glancing indifferently at his swollen balls.
“So, it’s time for me to be let out.”
“You’re being really rude, you know.” The chief said. “You haven’t said a word to the new recruit.”
Todd turned his attention to the tall woman sitting patiently in a chair by the wall. “I hadn’t been introduced,” he told the chief before turning to the young lady. “I’m Todd,” he bowed as much as he could within the complaint station.
“I’m Delilah. Hi,” She bowed back, giving Todd an eyeful of her deep cleavage with curly light brown hair around it. “I guess now I should introduce myself as Officer Delilah,” she giggled.
“Charmed,” Todd said, trying to keep his breath and blood flow normal.
“This is officer Delilah’s first shift. She just finished orientation.”
“So much paperwork,” Delilah sighed.
“Now all that’s left is to teach her how to properly interrogate a subject.” The chief gave Todd a hinting look.
“Well it’s a good thing we have access to a jail full of criminals and wrongdoers you can use for practice. Now, if you’d unlock me… please” Todd forced the word out of his mouth.
“The thing is, all those criminals are used to interrogation. They’re hardened thugs who can take a lot of persuasion without saying anything. That’s not good practice for a new recruit. But who better than a weak squishy man who couldn’t say no if he wanted to?” The chief asked, lightly flicking his nut to prove her point.
She’s going to do it no matter what you say. Don’t let her see you sweat. “Whatever you think is best chief.” Was that a scowl? I made her mad. Todd took comfort in that.
“Delilah,” she called the recruit over. The young woman all but skipped to her little chief. “Today I’m going to teach you an old cop trick that dates back to the rule of man: good cop bad cop.”
“Oh ok,” Delilah said. “Can I be bad cop first? I have something I want to try.” She looked at Todd with her energetic eyes.
“That’ll be fun,” Mackenzie said, eyeing Todd for his reaction: he pointedly gave her none. “But we’re going to start with good cop, which, when done right, can be just as fun.” Delilah looked at her disbelievingly. “Ok, maybe not just as fun, but still pretty fun. Here let me show you.”
Todd inhaled as he felt a hand cup the bottom of his balls. They rose towards the body upon being touched. But the chief was surprisingly gentle with Todd’s testicles. Mackenzie grinned, “didn’t expect my hand to feel so good, did you?” She brushed the bottom of his dick with her thumb, and felt it grow just a bit. Then she turned to Delilah, not removing her hand. “When playing good cop, the most important thing is to lull the perp into a false sense of security. Watch this,” she pouted at Todd, biting her lower lip, and cooed “oh Toddy, was that woman mean to you? Your crotch looks so red. Here, you’re safe with me now. Let me make you feel better.”
She moved her hand from his balls to his penis, and gently stroked it. She gave him deep, loving strokes. Todd didn’t realize the police chief could make her eyes look so big, so caring. STOP THAT he told himself. She’s trying to trick you. The second you start enjoying it she’s going to stop and kick you in the balls. Don’t give her the satisfaction.
“Um, so as good cop we’re supposed to seduce the answers out of them?” Delilah asked. “By jerking their cocks?”
“Well not all the way. If you let him cum he won’t need anything from you anymore. And it’ll be much harder to extract information from him,” Mackenzie twisted Todd’s shaft.
“But how will that ever work? The perps are in a police station after all, they know we aren’t going to let them finish. Why would they tell us anything?”
“That’s the beauty of the male sex organ. It's a weakness even when you aren’t hurting it. A penis makes a man dumb. Dumb enough that if he needs to cum bad enough, he’ll tell you anything at the slim chance he’ll get a release. Take Todd here. He hates me, and rightly so. Remember the time I locked your booth so that one of your nuts was halfway out and halfway clamped into the lock?”
“Yes chief. I thought I was going to lose the nut.”
“See,” Mackenzie asked Delilah, “he despises me: you can see it in his eyes. And yet, look how hard his cock is.” It was true. Try as he did, Todd couldn’t keep from getting turned on. Mackenzie had the cutest face he’d ever seen, and he couldn’t ignore the way her coconuts knocked together as she stroked him. “He knows I could pop his balls in my hand right now. And he knows I want to. But that doesn’t matter. His penis does the thinking for him. No matter how much he hates me he will cum all over my face if I let him. You’d like that wouldn’t you?” She asked, pointing his dick right at her face. “Getting to shoot your nasty goo all over my perfect face. It’d feel like revenge for all the pain I’ve put you through. Wouldn’t it?” Todd said nothing. “You’d say anything for a release now, wouldn’t you?”
No I wouldn’t.
“For me to give you have final stroke that takes you over the edge.”
Don’t answer her.
“Say yes, and I’ll let you go home right now. After you blow your load that is,” she giggled. “I’ll even give you a kiss,” she stuck out her tongue and wiggled it right in front of his cock.
Todd was right on the edge. All it would take was one lick to make him shoot out enough cum to choke her. Don’t fall for it. Don’t fall for it! Mackenzie opened her mouth wide and stuck the head of Todd’s cock inside. It was fully in her mouth, but she kept it open wide so he could not feel it. Not her lips, not her tongue, not her throat. Just the feeling that all he needed was one more stroke. “YES! ANYTHING YOU WANT JUST LET ME CUM!”
“You see?” Mackenzie asked Delilah.
How did she get over there so quickly? Todd asked himself. It felt to him like she was literally just on his cock. But the second he gave in she was already back with Delilah. Todd’s need, on the other hand, did not leave him. Mackenzie had stopped right before he was going to cum. He could feel the semen in his penis. Hanging there at the tip of his cock, waiting for that last pump to bring it out. When that pump didn’t arrive, he felt a ripple as the cum slid back down.
“Normally right when he’s about to cum I’d punch him in the balls and go into bad cop, but you need to practice good cop first.”
“But he was ready to tell you anything,” Delilah pointed out. “Why do you need to switch to bad cop at all?”
“We don’t have to, we get to. This is the Fempire, we don’t even need proof a man is guilty to put him in prison. This is just to mess with their heads. See what we can get them to admit. Go on give it a try.”
Mackenzie walked back toward Todd. Delilah followed. She’s so pretty, Todd thought. He noticed Delilah’s smile wasn’t quite as chipper as it was when he first saw her. Yes, she was still smiling, but now there was a nervousness to it. Does she not want to torture me? Could she be different from all the other girls who join the force?
“What’s wrong?” Mackenzie asked, as Delilah stood in front of Todd, not touching him.
“It’s just… I thought being a police officer would be all about torturing balls and keeping men in their place. I didn’t realize I was going to have pleasure their gross little dickies.”
Of course, Todd sighed internally. She’s just sad she can’t hurt me just yet.
“Oh honey,” Mackenzie said, sympathetically. “You’ve got it all wrong. Teasing IS torture. Did you see how frustrated Todd got. He hates me, and he hates himself for being attracted me. It fills him with self loathing, makes him hate that he was born a stupid man who only thinks with his pecker. And isn’t that what we really want?”
“I guess so,” Delilah pouted.
“It’s not like you’re trying to make him cum. In fact, if he cums you’re doing it wrong. I know it’s gross, but trust me, it’s a great way to ensure maximum displeasure from a criminal. Now come on, you need the practice.”
Delilah sighed loudly and took Todd’s peepee in her big hand and started stroking him. She was not as gentle as Mackenzie, much to Todd’s surprise. She gripped him so hard he felt that any cum that did try to escape his urethra would be squished in her hand and not make it out. Todd’s whole body pulled up against the partition, as Delilah was pumping him so hard, it dragged the rest of his body with him even through the wall.
“No, no, no,” Mackenzie said, stopping the tall young lady in her path. “That’s far too hard. You’re going to rip Todd’s cock off. And while normally I’d be into that kind of thing, it took me months to replace the last complaint teller. Besides, when we do good cop bad cop for real we never use our hands.”
Delilah looked at her with disgust. “You don’t mean-“
“Yep. On your knees girl,” Mackenzie said, pointing in from go Todd.
“But you only used your hand.”
“Well ya. I’m not touching Todd with my mouth. He’s way too small for me. Absolutely pathetic. But I blow criminals all the time. Don’t worry they usually have much bigger dicks than Todd here. I guess you have to have a huge cock and balls on you to think you can commit crimes in the fempire and get away with it. Now get started, or I can’t sign off on your training.”
Delilah stared daggers at the police chief, but turned her angry glare to Todd. She got on her knees and stared at Todd’s hard little nub.
“And not so fast this time. Slow seductive sucks.”
Delilah kissed Todd right where his balls met the bottom of his penis. The partition held Todd’s penis in place, but his entire body shook on the other side. Delilah kissed him all over his penis, they were light girlish kisses. After a while she started dragging her tongue over his little stiffy, licking at it playfully in sensitive areas.
“That’s it,” Mackenzie encouraged. “You’re not a cop. You’re just a sweet girl trying to help this poor boy out.”
Todd shivered as his dick started to vibrate. Delilah was breathing and moving her mouth so her lips tingled enticingly. Eventually Todd realized the sounds Delilah was making were words: she was trying to speak. “Cn I tlk?”
“Sure, you can talk to him,” the chief answered. “You can use your hand if you need to speak for a while. Just don’t take is cock out of your mouth for too long. ”
Delilah took Todd out of her mouth for long enough to draw in a few short breaths. She talked to him between slurps. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” She asked before taking his whole dick slowly back in her mouth. Well… as slowly as she could move on a such a small dick.
Todd said nothing.
“Oooh back to the tough guy act?” Delilah giggled on his twitching dick. “Come on, admit it,” suck. “You’ve been staring at my tits since you first laid eyes on me,” she twisted her lips on his cockhead. “How do your balls feel?” She licked him from base to tip, “they look pretty full” she pouted, the tip of his dick still on her lips. “In fact, they’re bigger than your penis,” she laughed, causing her lips to vibrate on his tip. “Does it hurt to have such full balls?”
“It hurts so much,” Todd admitted. He was a broken man. Again. “Every time you bring me to the edge it reignites the pain from all the knees I’ve felt all day.”
“Huh, you were right,” Delilah said.
“Told you,” the chief nodded.
“The more full my balls are, the worse everything feels. Please finish me. I’ll do anything you want.”
“And there you go,” Delilah said to her chief. “Can we move on to bad cop now?” She got off of Todd’s dick so quickly he didn’t even notice. He twitched as the cum in his dick was halted, once again, one stroke before he would have been sent over the edge.
Todd groaned and prepared himself for that shunting feeling in your balls when you are brought right to the edge. He was not prepared for the chief’s fist to smash into his balls at the same time as his retracting semen.
“What was that for?” Delilah asked. She wanted to be the one to punch him.
“I had to make sure he didn’t cum. It would ruin the interrogation.”
“But he wasn’t going to cum,” Delilah pointed out with pride. “It was a perfect edge.”
“Can’t be too careful. You did a good job. Lots of cadets mess up on their first time. End up swallowing a load of man juice.”
“Ew,” Delilah gagged.
“Ya but you’re a natural,” Mackenzie said. “You got him right to the edge and knew when to stop. You’re ready to move onto bad cop.”
“All right!” Delilah took aim at Todd’s isolated sack. But before she swung her fist, she was stopped by a loud musical chord.
It was Mackenzie’s Waspie-Talkie. “Hello? Yes this is the chief of the Sandy Dunes Police. What do you want? What? Slow down.” Mackenzie turned to Delilah. “I’ve got to take this.”
“Is it an emergency?” Delilah asked, concerned.
“I doubt it. Just a highway officer who she thinks I can help her with a case. Sounds stupid, but I’ve got to see what I can do.”
“But what about my training? It can’t wait until the morning.” Delilah protested.
“True, damn fempire efficiency. If we interrupt the training now, we’ll have to start all over next time.”
“Let’s do bad cop really quick,” Delilah said, once again readying her long and muscular arm for a solid punch at Todd’s package.
“No, I will not rush bad cop. It is a subtle symphony of pain, and I will not have you be sloppy on it because you just had to finish: for goddesses sake, we’re not men.”
“OK,” Delilah took a breath. “Then what’s the plan, chief?”
“I’m going to step outside and sort this out as quick as I can. You keep practicing good cop.”
“You want me to put my mouth back on that disgusting little mushroom?”
“I’m sorry, but It’s the only way we won’t have to redo the entire training. I’ll be back as quickly as I can. In fact, this will be a good test for you. See how long you can keep him on edge. How much you can get him to admit to you. Even if it’s not true. We can use any confession in court regardless of evidence. Don’t stop, and don’t let him cum.”
“But-“
“Good luck,” the police chief saluted and left her alone with the pair of balls she was tasked with filling.
Forget dignity, I can’t take anymore of this. “Hey,” he said to Delilah, “she’s gone. You don’t have to keep sucking my dick. We can sit here and rest until she gets back.” Todd didn’t care about going home anymore. He didn’t even care about cumming. He just wanted the torment to stop. “I’ll tell her you were edging me the whole time-“
Delilah knelt down in front of him once again. She let out a warm hum which sent little sparks of need through his penis once again. She looked up to him with contemptful eyes and a disgusted smile. “I’ve never known a man to turn down a blowjob. Was I really that bad?” She asked, kissing his tip.
Todd shivered. “You’re wonderful. In fact your the best blowjob I’ve had in a while.”
“Oh?” She asked before sliding his cock down her throat and taking it back out, “and how long has it been since your last blowjob?”
“Two months,” Todd groaned.
“Two months?” Delilah acted surprised. “How can anyone go that long without cumming? Especially a man? Tell me.” She wrapped her fingers around his shaft and twisted.
Todd panted at her twists. “Most women who come around here just want to bust my balls. The last woman who sucked my dick was a reporter writing an op-ed about about complaint desks. Gah,” Delilah’s lips grazed back and forth over his cock ridge. “‘A good use for men’ she called the article. Oohoohoo! She didn’t let me finish either.”
“Shut up,” Delilah said, once again taking his dick out of her mouth just before he would’ve erupted. “Then how long has it been since you came?”
“Five months, three weeks and four days,” Todd said, thinking back to that blissful night months ago when he'd had the energy to rubbed one out at his sister’s place.
“Wow, you’re almost at half a year. Happy anniversary I guess.” She started sucking his dick again, still talking between strokes. “But if it’s been so long,” suck, “why do you want me to stop?” Lick. “Aren’t you just dying for release?” Twist. “Wouldn’t it be amazing if I gave you what we both know you want?” Delilah took Todd’s whole dick in her mouth and kept it there. She licked the underbelly of his penis with slow upstrokes. She could feel his orgasm rising once again, so she kept building it more and more, slowing her licks to a trickle the more the orgasm grew.
Tears ran down Todd’s cheeks, his tough guy facade completely shattered. “Because I know you’re not gonna let me cum.”
“Awwwww,” Delilah sighed, intentionally sending more tremors through his cock.
“AND BECAUSE IT HURTS! EVERY TIME YOU EDGE ME IT’S LIKE A STAB TO THE BALLS.”
Delilah pulled his dick out of her mouth and let it bob in the air. “You mean like this?” She let out a soft giggle.
“YES!” Todd screamed as he felt that familiar shunt. “WHEN YOU TEASE MY DICK IT MAKES MY BALLS PRODUCE MORE SPERM. WHEN YOU BLOCK MY CUM IT SENDS THE SEMEN BACK INTO MY NADS. ITS LIKE SLAMMING THE BRAKES WHILE GOING 80 MILES PER HOUR AND MY NUTS ARE THE BRAKES!”
“That must be so uncomfortable,” Delilah said, cupping Todd’s balls and rolling them softly in her hand.
“IT HURTS,” Todd cried.
“Well,” she stated matter of factly. “If I have to be uncomfortable so do you.” She put both of his balls into her mouth and sucked them hard. She licked them and rolled them around in her mouth, sure to tickle every inch of his little nutties. He panted and wheezed as his nuts churned. Todd tried desperately to pull his nuts out of the partition, but all that did was stretch his testicle chords.
Delilah laughed at him, with a mouth full of balls. She was going to make this the worst blowjob of his life.
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“Calm down,” Mackenzie told the highway cop from the other end of the waspie-talkie. “I can’t drive and listen to you at the same time when you talk that fast.” She had gotten an earful from this officer, Aubrey she called herself. She had told Mackenzie that she had confiscated a horse from a man and a woman who then stole her motorcycle. What kind of idiot gets their motorcycle stolen? She asked herself. And from a man, no less. Sure, it sounded like the woman was the brains of the operation, but to be outsmarted by a man in any way was just embarrassing. Aubrey told Mackenzie the horse has a brand that indicated its name and that it came from one of the Sandy Dunes stables. She asked her to go there for her to get the names of the couple who rented said horse and find out where the couple was heading. Part of Mackenzie wanted to ignore Aubrey and let her face the consequences of her stupidity. If the bosses found out what happened before she recovered the chopper they’d treat her as if she had balls: that is to say, it would not be pleasant. But on the other hand, an embarrassment to one cop was an embarrassment to them all. They were supposed to be sisters in arms, so she’d do what she could to help.
Mackenzie drove her car through the gate and down the dusty road that led to the manor house that was her destination. When she got out of the car she realized it wasn’t just a manor house, but a stable house as well. Her attention was caught by a thwacking sound.
A woman in her early sixties came out of the house addressed her. She wore a purple dress with flowers on it and a matching hat tied down on her head with a light purple scarf. Her gray hair poked out of the front and back of her hat. Mackenzie had to admit this woman was fit for her age. “Hello? Welcome to Geldling Stables. My name is Minnie Winnifred. How can I help you?”
“I’m chief Mackenzie. We got a call in from a highway cop about a confiscated horse. The couple in question stole a police chopper. The officer says she traced the horse back to this stable. You wouldn’t be able to help me find the people who rented said animal, would you?”
“Of course. Come with me, we can sort this all out,” Minnie walked towards the stables. Mackenzie realized she was supposed to follow her. “Do you have the name of the people my horse was confiscated from?” Minnie inquired.
“That’s what I’m here to find out. She only got the name of the horse. Highway cops. Useless.”
“That should do fine, sweetie. What’s the name of the horse?”
“Apple.”
Minnie stopped walking and turned to face Mackenzie. Even little old ladies have to look down to talk to me, the chief complained internally. “Apple?”
“Yes,” Mackenzie said with an upward inflection that made it sound like a question.
“There’s no need to check our records. I know who stole your friend’s motorcycle.” Minnie turned on her heels and strutted down a different hall of stables. She was walking towards the thwacking sound.
Without another word, Minnie opened a door to a small room within the stable. A man was standing in one of the stables. Well, standing isn’t the right word. He was on all fours, restrained over a horizontal wooden beam so he couldn’t move. Mackenzie wasn’t sure if the man looked more like a horse or a cow about to be milked. He was naked of course, Mackenzie rolled her eyes, these rich types love to have their men walk around naked. I suppose they deserve it. They are animals.
He was a pale little man. She couldn’t see his face but she could see his silvery hair. He had only one article of clothing on: a little pink valet hat. And even though Mackenzie couldn’t see his face she could hear his screams. Mackenzie took a look at the man’s balls. As a cop, you see a lot of damaged testicles, so she inspected it to see exactly how much damage these ones had taken. They were swollen, and one of them was very purple, verging on black. But what most caught Mackenzie’s attention were the little red welts she saw all over his nuts. Before she could ask herself what caused those welts, something flashed into and out of her vision across the man’s nuggets, and Mackenzie once again heard a loud thwack.
For the first time since she got into the room, she noticed the woman holding the whip. It wasn’t that the woman was plain, in fact she was gorgeous with her straight jet black hair that stopped at her shoulders, and threateningly muscular arms on such a feminine body. No, it was that she was dressed so perfectly for the stable that she blended right into the scenery, as if it were so obvious she belonged there that you didn’t even notice her. She wore knee high cowboy boots, jeans that outlined her leg muscles, and a red and white flannel shirt that showed off her belly button. Despite her provocative appearance, her eyes were all business. Mackenzie could tell by the discipline with which she cracked the whip, accurately hitting one of this man’s testicles with each crack, that she was a professional. She didn’t even look up as her boss entered the room.
“The horse ride was a wedding gift from me personally.” Minnie walked to the tool wall, eyeing several instruments used for breaking horses.
“A wedding gift? You mean for Angie and..”
“And the little incel in the beehive, yes,” Minnie answered as she picked her instrument of choice from the wall: today she went with the riding crop, swinging it idly in her hands a few times as if to test how it felt. “Tragic what happened to the poor couple, and so close to consummation. Is it true that the officers pulled the man out while he was inside her?”
“That’s the story I heard,” Mackenzie answered.
“Well I’ll be,” Minnie gave her employee a look. The woman made no expression, she just whipped the man in the balls again. This time she managed to whip it at an angle and get his sack to spin around a full 360 degrees.
Goddess that woman is talented, Mackenzie thought before turning her attention back to Minnie. “How do you know Angie and Colin?”
“Colin? Is that the little blue ball’s name? I don’t know them, not to speak to anyway. But I heard about their situation, and I just had to make it up to them with a surprise honeymoon. My valet here was supposed to escort them to an all expense paid trip to my resort in the South Webs.”
“The South webs?” Mackenzie asked. “You mean where they take the men and-“
“Remove all of their stress, yes. A wonderful place for a woman to forget her troubles. I had it all planned out,” she looked toward the tied up valet, all the warmth gone from her face. "I even used my connections to have their car booted so they couldn’t go anywhere else. All they had to do was follow the route I mapped out for them. But SOMEONE,” Minnie swung the riding crop into the valets balls. “Couldn’t hold onto a single horse.”
“She took it from me, Miss Minnie,” the valet cried.
“Useless,” Minnie said, motioning to her employee. The worker took a taser from her side belt and taped the bottom of the valet’s balls vigorously.
“You had their car booted?” Mackenzie asked. “I didn’t authorize any of my officers to do that.”
“There are greater powers at play than your local beach cops.”
Mackenzie ignored the insult. “Well you’ll be happy to know that your horse has been recovered by an officer up the road. She can have your horse back here right after she brings Angie and Colin into custody.” Such a shame, the chief thought, Angie was such a good kid. Maybe I can find a way to pin it all on Colin.
“My dear officer, I’m afraid I can’t allow that.”
“You can’t?”
“Nope, and if you try to intervene I’ll have your badge.”
She probably could, the chief realized. Damn these eccentric rich women. They really control the Fempire.
“I don’t want them in jail,” Minnie explained. “I just wish for them to enjoy a honeymoon at South Webs. Where is it they went?”
“The went west. Yesterday they said something about going to the stinger academy to track down the Hornyt that put the beehive on Colin.”
“I see,” Minnie contemplated. “That won’t do at all. I want you to go to the stinger academy right away and steer them back to their proper destination.”
“Ma’am, I’m a local police chief. I can’t abandon my post and driving halfway around the Fempire.”
“I wasn’t talking to you,” Minnie said, turning towards the working woman, who was pulling her taser away from the valet’s balls.
“You?” Mackenzie asked, “why would she send you?”
“Just look at her handiwork,” Minnie instructed.
Mackenzie glanced down to the valet and noticed the taser had left a mark on his balls. No, not a mark, a brand. Not just any brand, Mackenzie had seen this brand before, recently: this was a Hornyt’s brand.
“Tell this highway officer not to waste her time with the fugitives,” the working woman as she took her yellow jacket, sunglasses, and beret out off the closet. “I’ll take it from here.”