THIN BLUE LINE                                                                                                                          By Kaie                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 Written in May 2004 Posted November 28th, 2004 They were going too fast. No really too fast, there was no way they could make that turn. She watched the truck skidding coming out of the turn and knew there was about to be a traffic crash. "Dispatch we are at mile marker 144 speed approximately 85MPH. They're gonna TC! TC! TC! Get med enroute now!" Dropping her mike as she slammed the cruiser into park, Officer Randi Stanton ran ahead to the now mangled truck that was currently wedged between two trees. She had her weapon drawn just in case, but as she drew closer she could tell the occupants inside were in no condition to be a danger. She heard the sirens drawing closer, their back up would be here any second. In the meantime there was quite a bit of blood visible inside the cab of the truck. ‘Damn! Why didn't they just pull over?’ With a sigh she yanked open to drivers door to assess the damage. Both appeared to be alive at least, although the female in the passenger seat looked to have broken both legs and the driver was unconscious with a nasty head wound. Hell they were just teenagers. ‘Damn! Why did they have to run?’ She felt a little helpless standing there listening to the moans but she wasn't sure where to even begin helping. She did the best she could using a jacket that was laying on the seat to slow the bleeding from the driver's head and assured the female that help was on the way. Waiting took forever and she couldn't help noticing the eerie way the blood reflected the blue and yellow lights from her cruiser. The chase had started while patrolling the business district. She first noticed the truck parked, running, behind an empty building with its lights off. Randi circled around and ran the license plate through dispatch and in the few seconds it took to return as stolen the truck had noticed her and the chase was on. It lasted about five minutes, but it felt like an hour and she still felt the adrenaline rushing through her. Her duty Sergeant and the training officer allowed the chase to continue and before another car could join the pursuit it had ended here. She remained on the scene for an hour while they loaded both of them into an ambulance and the vehicle was pulled from the trees and towed to the impound yard. It turned out the "stolen" truck actually belonged to the driver’s father and he had "borrowed" it without asking to pick up a girl. It was after the noise and excitement of a busy scene began to slow that she thought to look for her partner. She found him leaning on the trunk of another cruiser bragging and joking with two fellow officers about their "take down" of two dangerous felons. The bastard never even got out of the car until backup arrived and didn't even attempt to help with the injured much less offer to take on any of the paperwork. Gritting her teeth in frustration, Randi stayed silent counting to ten over and over during the drive back to the department. It had been this way for over a month now, ever since she graduated from the Police Academy. She was the rookie and he made sure she never forgot it either. Officer Dimante went out of his way to avoid paperwork of any kind and somehow managed to take credit for every one of the arrests she had made so far. And recently he went further out of his way to make her look bad. ____****____  Part 2: While Randi sat at the computer putting the finishing touches on the report, the Sergeant stopped by after his review of the chase with Dimante. Bad sign too, he did not look happy. "Listen Rookie, your training officer doesn't want you disciplined for it this time...but he let me know how you broke procedure by not handcuffing your suspects." Randi almost let her mouth drop open as she turned to meet Dimante's smirk from near the coffee machine. She made an attempt to explain the situation but obviously the Sergeant was having none of it and he waved a hand cutting her off. "Look, leave the medical pansy bullshit to the idiots in the ambulance. Next time you secure your scene and your suspects and let them go to the damn hospital in bracelets got it? Lucky for you Dimante is impressed with your work so far or you'd be spending a few days working the school crossing for endangering your partner that way. Hell he said they were just faking a few cuts and bruises to avoid jail time anyway." How can you endanger someone that didn't even get his ass out of the car? Few bruises? Two broken legs on one and a broken collar bone and severe concussion on the other? Biting back a retort she managed a simple, "Yes Sir" and went back to her reports. She should be used to it by now, it had been this way for a week now. She let her mind drift back over the past few weeks and the events that changed her training officer into the snake that she saw him as now. Randi couldn't believe her luck when she was assigned to Dimante right out of the academy. She'd finished third overall in her class and was elated that one of the best training officers in the department would hand pick her. That lasted about one week. Not that she hadn't expected to be doing all the dirty work for awhile as a rookie. She just didn’t count on it being quite so dirty. Dimante was one of those cops that lived off his reputation. One that was obviously taken from other officers and not earned. It only took her a week to figure this out. He changed stories around so that every collar appeared to have been his idea and his work. She was lucky if he ever got out of the car during an arrest. But at least it made them both look good for the time being. Then the flirting started, or what Dimante called flirting. She tried to let him down gently at first, then got a little testy when he didn't get the hint. He just laughed when she flat out told him she was gay, he'd said he liked watching two women go at it. Finally, during a long 10 hour shift he directed her into a deserted area that he said was known for drug trafficking. It turned out to be just a wooded lot behind a bunch of empty warehouses and there was no sign of anyone around. Randi couldn't believe it when he'd pressed her against the hood of the car and started kissing on her neck and pawing at her. Dimante couldn't believe it when she'd kneed him hard in the nuts either. She had a temper at times, although usually she kept it in check on the job. It took him five minutes to pick himself up out of the dirt and stop wheezing in pain and she was sure her job was finished. "Get in the car bitch! You're gonna regret this, assaulting a senior officer! Oh yeah, I can promise you that." The smile he gave her then brought chills. "You'll be lucky to make your probation and I am the one to decide IF that happens." "Bastard! You bring me out here just to cop a good feel and maybe get a fuck and you're talking about ME assaulting you?" Her face flushed deeper and she struggled with the urge to kick him in the balls again. "I brought you out here to work on defensive tactics cunt and its my word they'll believe. Don't get any ideas about going to the brass either cause ain't nobody in this department that will back your ass up if you break the blue line." That said, Dimante painfully climbed back in the car and waited. She considered calling it in right then on the radio. He just sat there with a smirk on his face and watched while she paced around trying to calm her temper. Randi knew he was right, anyone that broke the code and turned in another badge was done. Still, she couldn’t just take this shit could she? Six months she worked to graduate the academy and get this job. Six months! She couldn’t throw it away over one jerk. If it meant swallowing her pride then so be it, but that’s all she'd swallow damnit. He didn't speak on the ride back to the station and when they returned he greeted the other officers as if nothing went on. The payback had started immediately. No matter what she did, Dimante twisted it to sound as if she had screwed up somehow. She took an ass chewing almost nightly even though she was currently leading the shift in arrests. Those arrests were all made to look like they were Dimante’s and each time he just smiled that smile and dared her to do something about it. Tonight it took her an hour past shift change to finish the daily reports. She’d called the hospital and found out that both the kids involved were expected to make it with no serious injuries. She was glad at least for that. A few of the guys stopped by while she typed, inviting her out to the bar for drinks after shift but she turned them down tonight. She needed a long run to clear her head and maybe burn a little frustration off. They understood, most of the ones who had been on the force long knew how Dimante could be. Hell, quite a few of them trained under him themselves. And almost everyone had an idea that he had made some type of advances on her, he’d been bragging about it for weeks. Not that any of them stepped up to do anything about it, no one talked about it out loud, its just the way things are. ____****____  Part 3: Running always seemed to help ease the stress a little. Some days Randi needed to run further then others. Tonight the weather was just right, it was warm and the moon was shining bright and full overhead. She was almost back to her apartment after a short two miles. Her MP3 was up a little loud and she wasn’t paying much attention since there was very little traffic out at 2 AM. That’s probably why she didn’t hear or see the motorcycle behind her when she crossed into the street. Luckily, it did see her and swerved in time to just barely avoiding running her down. Randi felt a brief second of panic when she saw the light heading for her and she attempted to dive out of the way. She fell hard and rolled to the side but felt the twist in her knee on the way down. She lay still for a minute cursing from the pain but assuring herself that all her body parts were still attached. She became aware of the pair of boots standing next to her and made her way up a set of long legs encased in leather. The figure standing over removed a blue and silver helmet and she found herself staring into the damnedest set of blue eyes. Two eyebrows arched somewhat impatiently and it was then Randi realized tall dark and good looking had spoken. “What? Huh?” “I said, are you alright or do you always attempt suicide by motorcycle in the middle of the night?” Randi was trying to stand and found a set of strong arms reaching down to haul her upright. She felt smaller next to the leather clad woman who had to be close to six feet tall. She also became aware at that moment that her running outfit left very little to the imagination and revealed every curve of her body. “Yeah yeah I’m fine. Uh, sorry about that I guess I didn’t see you coming. Your bike alright?” She attempted dusting herself off and looked up to find those eyes appraising her body with more then a little approval. “Yes I don’t imagine you saw me coming since you never bothered to look. And yes my bike is fine. I asked if YOU were alright. That was a nasty fall and your knee doesn’t look so good from here.” Randi felt the blood rush to her face but refused to admit she was in the wrong here. She pulled away from the steadying arms and attempted to walk away. Over her shoulder she tossed back a short reply. “Well maybe you were just going too fast to see me because you weren’t there when I looked.” That said she managed half a step before her knee gave out under her weight and she would have struck the pavement again if those strong arms hadn’t caught her. “Are you always this full of attitude or is tonight a special occasion?” Without waiting for an answer she found herself lifted into strong arms before she could offer a struggle. She started to give this stranger a seething reply but it ended in a squeak of pain when her knee bent painfully again. “How far do you live kid? And before you argue just show me where it is because you know you aren’t walking anywhere on that knee and I don’t think you want to tempt me to drop you on that pretty ass and leave you here.” Randi had a retort on the tip of her tongue when she hesitated. Did she just say I had a pretty ass? Shaking her head she pointed to the corner. “My place is right around the corner. 514 East Brooks.” She couldn’t believe this was even happening but she was very aware of how warm her skin felt in all the places she was touching the woman that held her. Those eyebrows arched a little higher. “You live in a warehouse? What are you orphan Annie?” Still, the stranger hung her helmet on the bike and started across the street carrying Randi as if she weighed nothing. “Well I have a studio up above its not so bad. You take what you can get around here you know.” “Sounds like a good place to get robbed or worse. You barely look old enough to be out running this time of night. What’s your name kid?” “I’m not a kid and my name is Randi Stanton. Officer Randi Stanton. I can take care of myself just fine.” The eyebrows reached new heights this time. “Officer hm? That’s interesting. And I can see you take care of yourself just fine.” To prove her point the stranger loosened her grip just a bit causing Randi to clutch her neck so she wouldn’t fall. Randi wasn’t sure whether the new position pissed her off or just felt really comfortable. She did love the smell of leather. In no time they reached her building and climbed the stairs and the stranger showed no signs of even being short of breath. She found herself handing over her keys so the door could be opened and before she knew it she had been gently laid down on the couch. She watched in wonder as the stranger made herself at home going through her fridge. “Hey you got a name? And what the hell are you doing anyway? If you’re hungry you could ask.” The pain was really upping her irritation level or maybe it was the presence of one damn good looking woman that was causing it. The stare she got in return was enough to make her pause in her tirade. It was then she started realizing she shouldn’t have brought this stranger inside her home. Damn! Where was her gun when she needed it. She must have left it in the drawer when she left the house. “Don’t you have any real food in here? Frozen peas or maybe some frozen corn to make a good ice pack. All I see is old pizza and poptarts.” Ignoring the protests from the couch the stranger pulled the ice tray from the freezer and wrapped several cubes in a towel before placing it on her now swollen knee. “Well Officer looks like you might need a few days off to let that swelling go down. And the names Kathy by the way, most people call me Kat.” Leaning down Kat slid a pillow under Randi’s legs and rearranged the ice pack so that it covered her knee well. She had amazingly gentle hands and Randi couldn’t help a little shiver when they touched her bare leg. “I’ll be fine by tomorrow no big deal. I don’t need to stay home I’ve got important shit to do at work.” Randi shrugged in irritation at the way the stranger…the way Kat attempted to tell her how to live her life. She’d never been good at taking orders, it was her worst trait at work. Randi felt a jolt of mingled fear and just the smallest hint of desire go through her when a strong hand reached out and gripped her chin none too gently. Kat leaned over the couch so that those blue eyes were piercing hers and Randi became aware of the heat coming off the body that was so close once again. Her eyes widened when she realized the dangerous situation she had put herself in, she was in no condition to fight this woman off and they both knew it. “You know kid, you have a little attitude problem. You should watch who you bring home with you or someone just might decide to fix that for you. As it stands you’re hurt and all alone in here with me. If I wanted I could have my way with you and there isn’t a damn thing you could do about it.” With a growl Kat released her hold and Randi did her best to look away before those blue eyes noticed just how much she hoped that might happen. Instead, Kat tossed her keys back to her and locked the door before she made her way out. Before she left she tossed one more thing into Randi’s lap. Randi just stared as she picked up her mini .32 caliber. “You dropped that from your ankle holster, kid. Thought it might come in handy one of these days. For a cop you sure don’t keep up with your weapon very well. Take care of that knee.” With a smirk Kat left, closing the door firmly behind her. Randi just stared from the door to her gun for a few moments before she slapped her head in frustration. ‘Damn! I didn’t even say thank you. I don’t even know her last name, or how to find her to say thanks. Way to come across like a jerk AND an idiot in one night Stanton.’ With a growl of frustration she lay back on the couch determined to ignore the throbbing. She decided to ignore the throbbing from her knee too. ____****____  Part 4: God would the ringing never stop?? Randi poked a head out from under the blanket and fumbled around the floor beside the couch. Finally she found the phone somewhere under a pizza box and managed to bring it to her ear. “’lo? Huh whosis?” Glancing at the clock with a groan she couldn’t believe anyone would be calling at such an ungodly hour. Two seconds later it became clear that her Sergeant obviously didn’t care what time it was or that she was still sleeping at the early hour of 9AM. Despite a few feeble attempts at protesting, she hung up the phone shortly after with his order to bring her ass to the department within an hour still ringing in her head. Still yawning, she dragged herself towards the bathroom for a much needed shower, still favoring her knee. Randi was any but a morning person having worked the three to eleven shift for the last month. Within thirty minutes she was dressed and somewhat awake. She had wrapped the knee tightly hoping the limp would not be too noticeable. Diet coke in hand she stepped out into the sunlight feeling much like a vampire being forcibly exposed to the daylight. When she entered Sergeant Morris’s office she couldn’t help wondering if Dimante had decided to end her career afterall. She sat tapping her good foot nervously while he finished a phone call. Finally he was done and he cleared his throat a few times while examining a piece of paper which only increased her apprehension. She couldn’t believe this. Temporary reassignment?? And of all the rotten jobs, doing safety speeches and classes in the elementary schools. There was no way! Hell no. Three days of snotty nosed kids climbing all over her uniform? UGH! Not that Randi didn’t like kids, but she was a cop not a piece of playground equipment. And the hours were ungodly. Who was at work at 7am? Randi tried every argument she could come up with to get out of this. Sgt. Morris informed her that a Captain Gray from another district requested extra help for a few days due to some Officers on vacation and since she was the rookie, she would be going. Each argument was quelched with a decisive and loud denial. It didn’t help that he had noticed her limp on the way in either. Like it or not, Randi was ordered to report to District 3 the following morning for three days of hell called ‘light duty’. She limped her way to the locker room to retrieve her uniform since the Sergeant said that Captain Gray would be coming by in a few minutes to meet her. She slammed her fist into a nearby locker in frustration as she yanked her shirt and duty belt off their hangers. Turning to set them on the bench she was startled to find herself up close and very personal with a set of blue eyes. Not just any blue eyes, but those blue eyes. Randi risked a glance downward and blinked to find a uniform. Not just a uniform but.. oh hell …those were Captains bars. Still hoping this might be a mistake she looked lower and found a gold name tag gleaming back at her engraved with the name, K. Gray. Oh shit this was really not good. Glancing back up she noticed those trademark eyebrows raised and in position. “Something you want to get off your chest Stanton?” “Err..no not really..I mean yes yes! I didn’t get to say .. I mean I forgot to.. Anyway, thanks for the help last night Ka.. err..Captain.” This was so not good. She couldn’t believe of all the people to piss off last night it had to be a Captain, and a good looking one too. Randi couldn’t help responding to the smile she received in return for her thanks but it didn’t last long with the next comment. “See? That attitude is improving already, I knew we could work on it. I told you that you needed a few days off the streets to mend that knee. Maybe a few days with the kids will give you a glimpse at why we do what we do. Its not all about the glory Stanton.” With a smirk Kat reached passed her and retrieved a few more items from her locker, her kevlar vest and her dress hat. “Full dress uniform AND vest. Oh, and be sure to report bright and early at 0700 kid. I really hate officers that are late.” Randi just groaned, she loathed wearing that vest almost as much as getting out of her bed at a time when she was usually just getting in it. With a wink those blue eyes released their hold and moved towards the door. Randi didn’t realize she was staring at the Captains ass until it suddenly turned. She snapped her eyes back up and found a knowing grin waiting for her. “Be ready at six for me to pick you up.” “You’re picking me up for work? Then why worry about me being late?” Randi bent down to retrieve the rest of her uniform from the bench and closed the locker with what she hoped was an only slightly noticeable slam. The eyebrows reached a new level this time. “Keep it up Stanton, we could make it a permanent assignment.” “Oh, and I’m not picking you up for work. Be ready by six tonight, that’s when I’ll be picking you up for dinner. Something besides pizza for a change.” Randi was still picking her jaw up from the floor when the locker room door swung closed. Slowly breaking into a grin she hobbled her way out not far behind. Maybe this wouldn’t be too bad after all. Who was she kidding? It would be a three day torture, but still there were more important things to worry about now. First on the list being, what to wear to dinner. ____****____  Part 5: Randi was a little disappointed when Kat showed up driving a department issued SUV instead of the bike. Of course, it was a lot easier on her knee as Kat pointed out when she questioned the change. She did at least still wear her leathers and Randi couldn’t help admiring every inch of them too. She even managed to not blush when Kat offered a strong arm to help her down the stairs and opened to door for her. She was worried the drive would be filled with an uncomfortable silence but the time passed quickly instead. Randi plied Kat with questions about her time on the force and Kat patiently answered each one and managed to get in a few of her own here and there. Randi skillfully avoided answering specific questions about Dimante and missed the odd look on Kat’s face when she mentioned he was her Training Officer. The restaurant was a quaint little place. It looked a little shabby and run down from the outside but the food was excellent. There was a quiet and subdued atmosphere inside, making it easy to relax and talk over their food. They settled easily into a sort of teasing banter as if they had known each other for years. Eventually the conversation steered towards families and Kat teasingly speculated about the pampered and spoiled childhood that Randi must have grown up in. “And where are mommy and daddy now? Surely they send enough checks to buy you a better place then the hole you live in currently. Let me guess. They aren’t too happy you are in this line of work?” “No just one check was all I got, from the insurance company when they died four years ago.” Randi winced when she heard the bitter tone in her own voice, she hadn’t meant for it to come out quite that way. She’d only been 18 when they were killed in the accident and the loss was still a painful subject. Kat winced at her own insensitivity and offered a sincere apology for the harshness of her words. When she felt a strong hand take her own, Randi couldn’t help but respond and slowly shared the details of the car accident that had robbed her of her family. She’d spent the next few years failing her way through college, she didn’t have any other family to turn too. She quickly gave that up, studying was not exactly something she enjoyed. Law Enforcement was something she always wanted to do and so she applied and moved here to the city. Here apartments were hard to come by and harder to afford, so she rented the tiny studio where she was living now. Finally, cracking a trademark smirk, she asked Kat if the fact that she was her parents only child before the accident really showed. “Every waking moment of the day I would think someone could look at you and say, there is one spoiled little brat.” The mood lightened once again after that and they spent nearly two more hours just talking and laughing. Kat mentioned little of her own family other then to remark that she had grown up in a police family and that her parents were both deceased along with one brother. She owned a house across town that had belonged to them and lived there alone. Randi couldn’t remember the last time she felt so relaxed. As they made their way up the last few steps to her door she was sorry to see the night come to an end. Her limp was much less noticeable now but she didn’t protest when Kat kept an arm around her waist to help. She was growing less and less intimidated by those blue eyes and more enchanted by the moment. She decided to lean just a little closer while Kat opened the door. Who knows, maybe she could entice her to come in and stay awhile. Hell, who was she kidding, she planned to entice her to stay the night. ____****____  Part 6: Thoughts of a perfect seduction were busy running through Randi’s mind as she fixed them both a drink and headed towards the couch where Kat had already made herself at home. Those thoughts were scattered as soon as she set the glasses down. Her hands were no sooner empty when she felt a hand around her waist pull her down into a leather clad lap. When soft lips brushed her ear in a whisper she shivered. “You know you really should stay off that knee and sit awhile.” Kat’s arms circled her waist and made it clear that Randi would be staying put for now, not that Randi had planned to argue with the position. She stretched her knee out on the couch and leaned back, settling into the embrace. It was odd, she felt like Kat’s lap had been made just to fit her. Never one to be silent long, she raised her head to comment on the perfect fit only to be silenced with a kiss. This was not one of those awkward, exploring first kisses. This kiss took a hunger and passion of its own from the first touch of their lips. Neither of them were able to get enough and Kat growled against her as strong fingers wound themselves into Randi’s hair and roughly pulled her even closer. Randi couldn’t help but feel the hardness beneath her when she first landed in Kat’s lap. She wondered all night if she just imagined the outline of something large and hard inside those leathers when Kat first arrived. When she felt herself pulled even closer she became very aware that she was imagining nothing and that was certainly not a backup gun she was seated on. Her blue eyed wonder was certainly prepared and quite nicely too. Moaning softly, she felt the grip tighten as Kat’s passion grew stronger. Her own passions were soaring and her moans grew more persistent when she felt long nimble fingers unbuttoning her top and easing it off her shoulders. Randi smiled to herself when she felt herself lifted and moved in the direction of her bed. This was going just like she had hoped. She tightened her grip around Kat’s neck to prevent any break in their bodies contact as she felt herself lowered to the pillows. Those hands never stopped moving and before she had time to realize what happened she was undressed and bared to Kat’s hungry gaze. Randi looked up to find intense blue eyes just watching as Kat moved to stretch out beside her. She couldn’t help but notice that the older woman was still fully clothed and she moved to remedy that only to have both wrists seized in a firm and unrelenting grip. “Err..something wrong Kat?” Swallowing hard, she wanted to look away from the gaze that held her but somehow she couldn’t manage. Instead she turned her body to press it just a little harder against the firm body beside her. “Wrong? No, there is nothing wrong so far Randi,” Randi felt the heat from their bodies spread through her almost as quickly as the heat of those whispers did. “But there are a few things you should know before we continue.” Those eyes took on an almost feral look. “For starters I think you should understand that I don’t often ask, I just take what I want. And make no mistake, I do want you. I am also not known to be gentle in the taking.” Randi just nodded, she couldn’t quite manage an answer yet, she didn’t think it would be heard over the pounding coming from her heart. She wasn’t sure quite where this was heading, but she thought she would like it. “I don’t think you fully understand what I mean…yet.” Blue eyes drew closer and Randi started to pull away only to be held tightly in place. “My life is about order and obedience. Pain and pleasure. They go hand in hand.” “I can and will teach you these things when you’re ready but that isn’t tonight.” Randi stared for a moment absorbing what had been said. Pain? Obedience? She felt the stirring of things inside that she never knew were possible. A slowly awakening need that she didn’t want to admit was there. There was no need to admit it, Kat could see it in her eyes. While her thoughts were swirling, Kat’s fingers began a swirling of their own as they made their way down along her shoulder and across to tease an already hardened nipple. Randi moaned softly and attempted once more to pull her hands free and return the caress but Kat did not loosen her grip. She let her head drop back against the pillows when those gentle lips moved to take the other nipple and gently sucked it. Kat teased gently at first, nipping with her teeth, her fingers pinching and rolling, driving Randi to distraction as she arched upwards to encourage the contact. Those playful nips quickly turned rougher and Randi gasped when the pain sent a flood of heat straight to her core. The sweet torture continued until Randi’s breathing had turned ragged and she was badly in need of more. “I think you want and need the pain already Randi, but do you think you can give obedience as well? We both know you can use a little more order in your life.” Those blue eyes held her again and Randi nodded her agreement, ready at this point to agree to any statements so long as those touches didn’t stop. She felt the chuckle vibrating against her before she heard it as Kat released her wrists and slowly sat up in the bed. “What..what are you doing?” Sitting up in disbelief Randi watched as Kat stood and retrieved her jacket from the chair it was laying on. “You’re leaving NOW?” She hopped from the bed and marched over to where Kat stood as angrily as her throbbing knee would allow. Her green eyes burned almost black as she stood as tall as her frame would let her and stepped closer to confront her teaser. She managed to glare successfully into her chest instead before a strong grip took her chin and pulled her eyes upwards. She didn’t like what she saw there, this was not a woman to piss off. She started to shriek in outrage when she was lifted effortlessly over Kat’s shoulder but they quickly ended when a few well placed and painful swats landed across her vulnerable backside. Damn! That hurts! She seethed inside but quieted her protests as she felt herself being lowered once again onto the sheets. The sting served to fuel the fire building inside just a little higher and she couldn’ t believe the reaction her body was having. She glared up at the knowing smirk that Kat wore and started to move only to be pushed back into place with a firm hand and a raised eyebrow that promised dire consequences. Randi relented for the moment and just scowled back still confused at what had gone wrong. “Yes, I am leaving soon. I warned you earlier you weren’t ready just yet,” The low growl caused new shivers and Randi heard the danger in that voice laying so close to the surface. “You have to be at work in less then 5 hours and with that knee you are in no condition to handle what I will give you, no matter how badly you are asking for it.” Green eyes grew wider at the veiled threat. She glanced at the clock and realized that it was late, and she had been up for nearly twenty one hours with no sleep. She groaned thinking of the agonizingly long and boring day she had coming. “So, for tonight I will leave. You will go to work the next three days and let that knee heal up by staying off it as much as possible.” That grip returned once more to her chin and pulled her in closer to whisper, “And then when the three days is up, we will see how ready you are for more. Fair warning little rookie, I don’t play fair so think hard before you decide to submit to my teaching.” That said Kat claimed her lips once more in a heated kiss before releasing her and turning to go. Before pulling the door closed she glanced around at the cluttered mess. “IF you decide you are ready in three days, I’ll pick you up at 7. We’ll go to my place, its at least clean.” When the door swung closed Randi collapsed back against the sheets and growled in frustration. She even threw a pillow at the door along with a few curses for bossy leather clad blue-eyed control freaks. Her body tingled from head to toe from the caresses and her mind was racing with thoughts of all that had occurred and the possibilities that might lay ahead. She was sure she’d never sleep but somehow she drifted off, sleeping dreamlessly until her alarm sounded. ____****____  Part 7: Somehow Randi managed to arrive on time the next morning. The first hour was spent being briefed by two of the other School Safety Officers on her duties and what to expect throughout the day. By the time they reached the school Randi was on her third diet coke and finally starting to feel like she had a pulse. It was a long day full of thousands of questions from hundreds of little kids but Randi found herself starting to enjoy it. Well a little bit anyway. It wasn’t quite as fun as making a good felony arrest but something about all those little faces shining with pure hero worship struck a chord. She couldn’t help remembering the way she used to run into the yard at the sound of a siren and how she always longed to be the one inside that squad car. By the time Randi finished her third day her knee was one hundred percent better and she had to promise to come back and visit before the kids let her escape to go home. She rushed home and changed for a quick jog since she had not been up to it in days. By six-thirty she was showered and changed; pacing the floor anxiously for Kat to arrive. At one minute till seven Randi was downstairs waiting, convinced that Kat wouldn’t show. She was never known for her patience. She ignored the look of pure amusement from Kat when she pulled up right on time and found Randi pacing the sidewalk. “You aren’t waiting on me to go by so you can dive under my tires again are you?” Randi just smirked in return as she caught the helmet tossed at her. She stared at it with disgust thinking of the time she spent fixing her curls just right so they could blow in the wind. “Put it on if you want to ride rookie, I don’t kiss women with bugs in their teeth” That said, Kat waited until Randi had the helmet adjusted and pulled her arms tight around her once she was settled. It only took around twenty minutes to reach Kat’s place and Randi enjoyed every minute of it snuggled against warm leather. She was impressed with the house. It was not too big but still four times what she was living in currently. Kat gave her a short tour and she was surprised to find a huge backyard complete with a deck, grill, and flower garden. Funny, she hadn’t figured Kat for the gardening type. She’d forgotten how much she missed having a place big enough to relax in with more then one room to it. As they made their way back inside she turned to comment on how nice a place it was only to find herself pinned against the wall for a rough and hungry kiss. When Kat lifted her head momentarily to allow her to catch her breath she saw the feral look in those blue eyes and swallowed hard wondering if she had made a bad choice after all. Despite the reservations her mind kept sending her, her body was screaming for more. “Let’s not waste anymore time with chit chat shall we darling? I think you are wearing far too many clothes for what I plan to do with you. Why don’t you start with removing them. Slowly.” Randi wasn’t sure what to do next as Kat left her and moved to a leather chair in the living room area. She stood nervously for a few minutes while Kat just watched silently. Surely she didn’t want her to just strip and stand here on display? Finally her hormones out raced her nerves and she reached up to slowly unbutton her shirt. She blushed deeply under the scrutiny of Kat’s eyes as they raked over her body once she stood bare. “Better, although I like to see some red a little lower. We can fix that for you easily.” When Kat motioned for her to come forward she felt her knees go weak. Despite the apprehension building, she felt a jolt of desire all the way through her as she stepped closer. She’d been thinking about this for three days now and the intensity and the danger of this woman had kept her in a constant state of arousal. There was something about the way that Kat just took control of things that she liked Although she couldn’t understand why, she was more then ready to play the game tonight. The hungry look that Kat was giving her did nothing to ease the throbbing she felt as she felt strong fingers grip her arm and tug her closer until she tumbled forward and onto firm thighs. A strong hand held her in place when she thought to struggle and she quickly accepted this new position; curious just how far Kat would take her and certain she could handle whatever the older woman dished out. Randi felt the heat building when those fingers starting caressing her softly, as if they were memorizing the shape and contours of her muscled backside. She felt a brief disappointment when they left her, only to jump in surprise at the first smack of palm against flesh. Kat paused long enough for Randi to absorb the heat of that first blow and her surprise quickly turned to a desire for more. As Kat continued in a slow and steady cadence she felt the warmth in her backside grow and spread to consume her center as well. Within moments her clit was throbbing in correspondence with the firm blows and she unknowingly lifted her hips to meet Kat’s hand again and again as soft moans began to escape her. When Kat finally finished, Randi was glowing a soft red and her moans were growing louder. She felt herself pulled abruptly upright and gasped when her bottom made contact with the thighs beneath her. Kat settled her so that she was straddling those thighs and opened her legs slowly, spreading Randi open as well. Pulling her forward with a firm grip in her hair, Kat again took Randi’s lips in a rough kiss as her free hand worked to open her pants and free the phallus from inside. With a firm grip on Randi’s hips she lifted her and pulled her forward only to lower her agonizingly slow until Kat was fully sheathed inside her wetness. “This is what you’ve been wanting now isn’t it Randi? But there is much more that comes with it, much more.” Both women moaned with the sensation as Randi began a rhythmic grinding that spiraled them both higher and higher. The sensations coupled with the soft glow of heat coming from her bottom were enough to drive Randi to the edge quickly. Her head dropped forward to rest on Kat's shoulder as her movements became faster and more frantic. When Kat sank her teeth into her tender neck with a not so gentle nip she stiffened as she felt herself shatter with the intensity of her release. Strong fingers took a firm grasp on her tender backside and pulled her down tighter as Kat growled against her before falling allowing herself to fall over the edge as well. They stayed together like that for several moments, catching their breath as Kat traced small circles across Randi’s back and shoulders. With a knowing smile Randi snuggled herself against Kat’s chest. “So, that is what you wanted to teach me? I think I like those kind of lessons.” “That was far from a lesson Randi, I call it more of an..introduction to my world. And from your bodies reaction I can tell you are definitely ready for the real learning to begin now.” With that Kat eased herself out of the wetness and stood, lifting Randi to her feet as well. “Now we will see how you take what I will give you. You WILL take it, the question is how you will take it.” The playful smile on Randi’s face faded as she looked down to Kat’s waist where those hands were slowly sliding a thick leather belt from its loops. This was more then she had bargained for and she didn’ t like where the game was heading. In fact, she was starting to finally understand that Kat was not playing a game at all. ____****____  Part 8: Randi found herself backing up quickly as Kat stalked her, belt in hand. Before she knew it she found herself stumbling into the bedroom. “Kat! That thing looks dangerous. I don’t think we should…” Her words were cut short when the back of her knees reached the bedside and she found Kat between her and the door. Chewing her lip she pondered the best way out of this. “Oh? But I thought you were so eager to learn earlier Randi. Or is it that you are afraid you might like having no control over what happens to you?” Kat turned a raised eyebrow towards her as she began shedding her own clothing. Randi’s protests faded momentarily as she stared at the magnificent muscled form that was now facing her. Kat hadn’t bothered removing her harness, obviously she intended to make good use of it again soon. “Well it was fun before and all but you know…there’s no need to go hurting anyone.” “Ah but you see its not about fun and games. Its about pain and pleasure. Its about what I want, and what you need, whether you admit it or not.” “Now the question is, how hard will you fight your own desires? I intend to whip that pretty little ass of yours and leave my mark on it before I fuck you seven ways from Sunday. You can either accept that now or you can attempt to fight me and make it worse for yourself.” Kat gave her only a few seconds to think on it before she approached the bed. Randi took advantage of the moment and sprinted for the door. She hadn’t counted on the advantage in reach that Kat’s larger form gave her and she found her wrist snared in a vicious grip before being yanked back and unceremoniously flung to the bed. Before she had time to recover Kat was on her and despite her own strength she was soon pinned beneath the larger woman and staring up into a set of ice cold eyes. Kat allowed her to fight for a few moments but she couldn’t break the grip that held her wrists tightly. Despite the struggle Randi still made notice of just how lean and muscled the body that was currently crushing her to the mattress was. Finally she let her body go limp and lay still, struggling to catch her breath. The grip that held her loosened only slightly as Kat shifted to hold her wrists with one hand while the other began exploring her body. Randi glared up into those blue eyes as she felt her body beginning to react despite her attempts to control it. “See Randi? You can’t control your body, only I can do that for you.” As she spoke Kat let her fingers drift along her thighs until they were just barely touching the wetness that was rapidly building. A strong leg across the smaller form kept Randi’s hips from lifting to encourage more contact as Kat continued her teasing caresses. “You know that deep down inside you want this. You need it, and you always have. I can give you what you want Randi. You need to stop fighting yourself. You won’t win against me, and you will only deny yourself the pleasures you seek.” Those fingers slowly increased the pressure as they began to make tighter and tighter circles around Randi’s clit. She clenched her teeth in frustration but could not stop the moans that escaped. Kat never stopped as she stared into those green eyes that were clouded with desire and the inner battle that Randi was fighting against her own nature. “There will be no pain without pleasure for us both Randi. But I will accept nothing more then your complete submission to it.” She increased the pace of her fingers as she spoke until Randi’s breathing grew rapid and her eyes closed slowly. Her moans were desperate now and she felt herself losing the struggle with herself slowly and surely. “I’m going to stop soon Randi and when I do you have two choices. You can either stand up and lay yourself across the end of the bed to accept what I will give you and what we both know you want…Or you can walk out of here and get dressed. If you choose the latter I will take you home and never speak a word of it to anyone.” “Think hard on your decision, because no matter which you choose there will be no going back.” With those words Kat released her wrists and rolled over, breaking all contact between their bodies. Randi lay still for a moment attempting to control her breathing while she fought to overcome her fears and give in to her desires. For Randi it seemed like an eternity passed while she weighed her choices. There was no doubt she was scared. Kat was one strong woman she had already proven that, and she was more then desirable. She had read Randi like a book too. She had always wished for someone just like this, to take control and bring some order to her chaotic life. Now that chance was here in front of her, and she was scared shitless. It was more then the pain that scared her, Randi had never truly given control to anyone. She always found some excuse, some loop hole to get out of things. She knew she needed this, wanted it even, but somehow she thought Kat might make it easy on her and just take it. She hadn’t figured on having to give herself willingly. For reasons she couldn’t explain she had found herself drawn to Kat from the moment she first saw her taking off that helmet. Something in her eyes demanded trust even when she plainly promised pain. Randi clenched her fists in frustration as she rose from the bed. Unable to leave without one last look she turned and clashed eyes with Kat who was now standing at the foot of the bed watching silently. Green eyes filled with silent tears as she made the hardest choice of her young life and began walking. When her steps brought her to the edge of the bed she found it hard to look away from those blue eyes and even harder to stop the trembling that shook her from head to toe. She gave Kat her best pleading look, praying that she would take pity on her and finish the rest. Kat stood still and simply arched an unsympathetic eyebrow towards the waiting bed. Inside she was holding her own breath in anticipation of what was to come but she had no intention of going easy on Randi. She would make the little one go through with the decision she made and lay herself on the bed before Kat made another move. She knew this was the hardest lesson of all, for Randi to admit and give herself over to Kat’s control. At last Randi’s resistance broke and she gave in to the inevitable. Turning slowly, she managed to lay herself across the bed even as her tears began to fall. Her actions were rewarded immediately as a strong hand placed itself in the small of her back to hold her steady. Although she jumped at Kat’s touch, the warm hand comforted her as she resolved herself to be brave. “I can promise you this Randi. You will both regret and rejoice in your decision before this night is through.” With that Kat lifted her wide belt from the bed and slowly trailed it over the smooth skin before her before raising it high. Her bravery dissapeared at the first sound of leather swooshing through the air and she tensed her body before the first CRACK! of it meeting flesh. The air in her lungs seemed to escape her as she felt a line of fire erupt across her backside. Kat wasted no more time talking and brought the strap down again and again across a backside that was quickly becoming striped with red weals. Randi lasted through a total of four lashes before her cries erupted loudly with a few choice words for Kat. By the tenth stroke her verbal fight was gone and her curses were turning quickly to pleading. Kat kept a heavy hand on her back as she struggled to escape the burning crack of the leather. Again and again it hissed through the air and landed as Kat expertly laid claim to every inch of her backside. Her pleas fell on deaf ears and Randi soon lost her desire to fight and gave in to the sobs that took the place of her begging. Kat felt the haze of desire take over as she continued her assault on the ass before her. She felt a jolt of desire strike her clit with each contact of leather to flesh. Her breathing grew quicker and she knew that soon it would be time to end it and satisfy her other lusts. Still the whipping continued until Randi’s bottom was covered top to bottom with bright and glowing red welts. Despite the sobs that shook Randi’s body, Kat could see with one glance the glistening between her thighs that gave proof of her arousal. Randi was no longer fighting, and Kat removed the hand that held her in place as she placed one final solid blow low across those sweet thighs. Randi’s fists held a firm grip on the sheets while she sobbed with the throb of the fire that Kat had lit across her backside but the tears also served as a release. With each stroke of Kat’s belt she felt her resistance breaking down little by little and she cried now for the relief she felt at letting go of her fears. Kat tossed the belt aside after giving the girl a minute to recover herself. Not able to wait any longer she nudged her feet apart and entered her roughly from behind. Both women groaned at the sheer animal pleasure they experienced when Kat buried herself fully inside Randi’s wetness. With a growl she withdrew almost completely and entered her again with a vicious SLAM! Randi felt an explosion of sensations as Kat’s hips slammed against her battered backside. The pain from the whipping and the pleasure of the fucking were beginning to mingle together just as Kat had promised. Her sobs had slowed and with each new thrust were turning into pants of pure carnal pleasure. Kat kept a firm grip on those delicious hips before her as she pounded deep inside again and again. The pressure against her clit coupled with the blazing heat rising from Randi’s blistered cheeks were quickly driving her to the edge. She held herself back to prolong the pleasure, not yet willing to give in to her orgasm. When she felt Randi tensing under her she gave in to it at last and threw her head back to let out a primal yell as the release shook them both to the core. Kat never stopped thrusting and she drove Randi screaming over the edge twice more before collapsing at last across her back as they both fought to recover their breath. At last she reached to unfasten her harness and pulled them both fully onto the bed. Settling Randi firmly against her side she held the smaller form until her shaking had stilled. She waited patiently for Randi to recover before she spoke. With a firm grip to her chin, she lifted those green eyes until they made contact with hers. “You made the right choice Randi, and I for one am damn glad you did. You may fear the pain I can bring but you will always crave it. Your education has just begun and I look forward to so many more lessons.” Randi offered no argument at that statement but her eyes sparkled to let Kat know that her submission was given, but her spirit was intact. Kat nodded with satisfaction, she never wanted to see this one lose her spirit, in fact, it was part of what made her so damn adorable. Leaning closer she captured the soft lips in a gentle kiss. When Randi relaxed beneath her she settled them both back against the pillows and turned the smaller body before pulling her close against her chest to spoon. Randi gasped in pain when her backside made contact with Kat’s firm body and she quickly tried to wiggle away. She felt the resulting chuckle vibrating against her as the grip only tightened to let her know she was going no where. When Randi gave in and slowly relaxed against her, Kat rewarded her with a kiss on the neck that caused new shivers to erupt. She filed away the information about the location of that erogenous spot for later use. Enjoying the heat still radiating off the backside now snuggled securely against her center she leaned closer and whispered gently before pausing to nibble the ear before her. “I don’t think you’ll forget lesson one for some time. After we rest awhile we’ll start on lesson two.” “Lesson two doesn’t involve a belt does it Kat?” Randi shivered when she thought of the painful reminder she would have for days when she sat down. “No. No belt this time little one. How much do you know about paddles?” Kat had to work hard to maintain her serious look when Randi gasped and turned incredulous green eyes her way. She let her stammer for a minute before finally relenting and giving in to a wide smile. Randi breathed a sigh of relief then quickly turned her best pout on. Kat merely kissed her nose and pulled her back down with chuckle. She would learn soon enough that pouts did nothing to sway Kat, but she had to admit she looked damned cute trying. “Get some rest Randi, I have a feeling you are going to need it.” ____****____  Part 9: Randi spent the next two days with Kat and with each “lesson” she felt herself drawn deeper and deeper into the lifestyle Kat lived so passionately. By the time she returned to her shift she had developed a sense of calmness around her that everyone noticed. Randi now wore a new confidence, the kind that comes from finding who you truly are. Even Dimante couldn’t spoil her new found good mood. Just as her confidence had grown, her attitude had diminished despite his best attempts to rile her. She was more then ready for the work week to end and to see Kat again although she sat tenderly enough in the patrol car the first two days that even the usually oblivious Dimante gave her a questioning look. She smiled to herself remembering the way they had barely left the bed that first full day and how Kat had taken her over and over in ways she never thought imaginable. That time together had drawn them closer and although she still found Kat to be somewhat intimidating in delicious ways, she also found a warm and caring teacher and a friend as well. Kat had shown her more of the house, introducing her to the gym she used to work out and keep her body firm and strong. Randi wasn’t surprised to find out Kat was a martial arts expert and she was delighted when she offered to share that knowledge. Between bouts of fierce lovemaking Kat had talked patiently but firmly about her career as well as her hectic and unfocused lifestyle and some changes that needed to be made. As Kat touched on her lack of self discipline and attitude Randi grew red faced and quickly interrupted. Randi had never been one to listen or take criticism well and she let loose with a tirade of fiery temper. Kat simply stood listening for several moments while she vented at the larger woman before she brought it to a decisive end. Randi soon found herself upended over Kat’s lap; her desire to listen greatly improved by the vigorous application of a firm hand to bare skin again and again. When her sobs had subsided to mere hiccups, Kat began again this time with no interruptions. She made it clear that she considered Randi hers and would accept nothing less then complete obedience. Randi struggled to keep herself focused while she meticulously logged evidence. She and Dimante were dispatched to an armed robbery that had occurred but as usual Dimante dragged his feet getting there to assure they would not be involved in chasing the armed suspects. Instead, they found themselves logging pieces of evidence to be fingerprinted later along with the bag of money and merchandise the suspects had dropped when they fled. At this rate, it would take hours because everything she counted and logged Dimante kept taking to re-count and double check her work. Randi muttered to herself quietly about her partners lack of spine while they worked. She had yet to tell Kat about her experience with Dimante, just made her dislike for him well known. Kat had said little, although Randi get the impression she did not care for him much either. Kat had made it clear, however that she was to keep her attitude in check with him at all costs. Randi wisely did not argue as she had been perched on a set of strong thighs at the time nursing a sore bottom. With one day down Randi was now more then ready to see Kat again. She’d fought hard to fall asleep when she went home the night before and her dreams were filled with the scent of lingering leather and a deep whisper. She hurried into the locker room the next afternoon, running behind as usual although Dimante was almost never on time himself. She pulled her uniform shift on and buttoned it quickly, already struggling to strap the duty belt around her waist. She heard the locker room door open and figured one of the day shift officers would be coming in to put her things away before going home. She gasped in surprise when a firm grip shoved her back against the locker. She was relieved to look up into those familiar eyes but her relief faded when she felt a cruel grip on her nipple through the shirt. Kat did not speak for a moment, just watched the reaction in Randi’s eyes and she tortured one nipple and then the other. Never letting go, she leaned against the locker and whispered quietly to Randi who was breathing fast with her effort to stay quiet and absorb the throbbing pain. “Tsk. Tsk. You know Rookie those wouldn’t be so easy to get too if you’d remembered to wear your vest.” Blue eyes locked with green ones and both were glowing with passion. Randi felt her knees weaken once again and marveled at how just a look from Kat could cause such a response. Her nipples were throbbing now as Kat increased the pressure of her grip and she winced when she recalled one of the little “changes” Kat insisted on was that she wear that damned kevlar vest every time she was in uniform. “I won’t wait another two days to see you Randi, tonight you will come to me after your shift. I have a need to feel those soft lips all over me bringing me pleasure.” One last twist and Kat let go turning to leave with one last warning, “I’m sure you plan to change into a full uniform now, but rest assured you will pay for your little lapse tonight.” It took Randi a full five minutes to change and to recover from the blush of arousal that marked her face. She hurried out of the locker room just in time to witness an interesting exchange. “Well, well if it isn’t the great Captain Gray. What drags you here where the real cops hang out Captain?” Dimante made no effort to hide the dislike on his face as he strolled into the common area outside the offices where Kat had paused to talk with a few other officers. It was obvious to Randi that there was no love lost between the two and the everyone else knew it as well when the room grew silent to watch. “Dimante, still managing to scrape a paycheck out of the city I see? How many years has it been since we started on the force? Oh yes that’s right fifteen. And here you are still unranked.” Dimante grew a bright red and Randi couldn’t help cheering Kat on mentally as she enjoyed watching her asshole of a training officer taken down a few notches. “You got where you are because your dear old daddy was Assistance Chief and that’s the only reason! Some of us prefer to stay street cops and pass on our knowledge to the younger guys coming up.” “Now now Dimante no hard feelings. After all I’m sure you have your hands full with all that knowledge you are sharing. Must be why it’s a quarter after time for your shift and you are still hanging out here, not to mention the fact that your rookie had to be reminded what kevlar is for.” Kat stared pointedly at Dimante’s wrinkled shirt that showed clearly he did not bother with the protective equipment or an iron. He in turn gave Randi a withering glance that let her know her night would be far from fun. “Now be a good little officer and run along to tell Sergeant Morris I am here for our meeting.” With a dismissive nod Kat turned back to her conversation leaving Dimante stuttering amidst the laughs and teasing that those last comments caused to rise from the other officers scattered out in the room. He was saved from having to obey the order when Morris entered the room and greeted Kat warmly. She ignored Dimante completely as they left, giving Randi a mere nod as she walked past. Shit shit shit. This was going to be a long night. Randi cringed inwardly at the thought of eight long hours in the car with Dimante in this foul of a mood. She looked up to see him glaring at her from across the room. “Stanton! Get your ass in the car and stop standing around. You’re already late as it is!” She blushed deeper at the public reprimand but managed a grin as one of the other training officers joked on her way out the door, “Hell Dimante how would you know she’s late when you just got here?” It was definitely a long night. There were very few calls and because of rain storms the streets were deserted. Dimante stayed silent and made no comment about what had happened earlier, only speaking to snap an order at her now and then. By the time the shift was over Randi’s nerves were on edge and she gritted her teeth to keep her attitude in check. ____****____  Part 10: She paced impatiently at the bus stop and during the ride to Kat’s her mind played over the afternoons events. She felt the flood of wetness when she recalled the throb in her nipples and the warning of what was to come later. Leaning back against the seat Randi began to wonder if she would ever get used to sitting again without the familiar tender ache Kat left her with. The storms started again as Randi jogged from the bus stop to the house. It was only a block away but the rain was heavy enough that Randi was soaked to the skin. Kat shook her head as she drew her inside. “I suppose carrying an umbrella would be to sensible for you wouldn’t it?” With a chuckle she shoved Randi in the direction of the bathroom and ordered her to a hot shower. Randi didn’t argue, the rain was cold and she found herself shivering. Turning the water on she stripped out of the wet jeans and T-shirt and hopped inside. A few minutes later she grinned when she found herself joined by an equally naked Kat. By the time Kat released her lips long enough to lift Randi’s legs and wrap them around her waist she was growing warmer and it had nothing to do with the steam rising around them from the hot water. She found herself pinned against the wall while Kat took her time paying tribute to her nipples. She moaned with each nibble while pressing her hips harder against Kat, desperate for more contact. Kat denied her that and continued her assault for several minutes until the chill had been thoroughly driven from Randi’s skin. She didn’t bother drying them off but carried Randi straight to the bed. Pulling the smaller form on top she looked up into green eyes and smiled to see the desire smoldering there. She had looked forward to her time with this little spitfire all day. “I believe I said tonight I wanted those lips of yours on me. Let’s see how well you do with this lesson little one.” Randi’s usual smirk emerged then and her cocky attitude reared itself. “That’s one lesson I already know and have perfected.” And when she began her descent along Kat’s body she proved it. Kat found herself fighting the urge to just roll the girl over and fuck her senseless. Those sweet lips drove her higher and she kept a firm hold on her darker urges. Randi determinedly explored every inch of Kat and left no spot unkissed, licked, or sucked. She marveled at the feel of those firm muscles under her tongue and wondered at the origin of each scar she came across, giving them special attention. Kat growled her impatience when her demand grew stronger and Randi responded, abandoning her teasing as she lowered her head to take Kat’s now throbbing clit. Both of them moaned at that first contact and Randi inhaled deeply enjoying the taste and scent of her lover. Kat’s growls grew deeper and Randi let them guide her as she slid three fingers inside the wetness. She teased around Kat’s clit urging it out of its hood. She began a slow and steady movement with her fingers, her tongue matching speed as it circled the throbbing bud again and again. Slowly she increased her speed and she grinned to herself hearing Kat’s words of pleasure and encouragement from above. She slowed when she felt Kat begin to tense with an approaching orgasm, not wanting to end this delicious torture yet. A firm grip on her head pushed her closer as Kat let her know there would be no more teasing allowed. Her thrusts grew stronger and she felt her face pressed more firmly into the heat as Kat exploded with a deep yell. Randi never slowed her movements and she felt the muscles clenching hard around her fingers when Kat’s orgasm rocked the bed. She replaced fingers suddenly with her mouth, placing a thumb against Kat’s clit with firm pressure as she took in all that Kat offered. Within moments Kat came again, and still Randi continued to explore every inch of the wetness with her tongue. At last she felt the grip in her hair relax and Kat drew her up for a long kiss. Kat lay still for a few minutes catching her breath as she held the little spitfire close. She couldn’t help a chuckle at the thought that the girl had proved she knew what she was doing quite well. Of course there was always something left to learn. Raising herself on one elbow she stared down at those green eyes that so easily snared her and grinned. “Not too bad but now its my turn” Randi barely had time to smile in return before she felt herself flipped onto her back while a set of skilled lips returned the pleasure she had given. She had throbbed with desire ever since her run in with Kat earlier today and Kat knew it. She didn’t draw it out with teasing this time but took Randi fast and hard with her mouth. One hand kept a firm grip on Randi’s thigh while the other slid its way inside and buried deep. That firm grip was all that kept her mouth in contact with Randi’s clit as her orgasm lifted her hips high off the bed while she screamed Kat’s name. Kat drew more and more from her until she collapsed against the mattress sated and exhausted. Wrapped inside the now familiar arms of her Kat, Randi attempted to draw the story out of Kat about her history with Dimante. Kat refused to answer, reminding Randy that she owed him some degree of respect as her training officer. After a few more futile attempts Randi left it at that and let her eyes close as she drew on the warmth and comfort of the woman holding her. A deep and oblivious sleeper, she never stirred when Kat rose several hours later for work. She grumbled and buried her head under the pillows when Kat attempted to wake her for breakfast. When the insistent shaking finally became a sharp slap on her bottom she at last opened her eyes to the dreaded sunlight. “Time for breakfast. No poptarts this time, real food like toast and eggs.” Randi groaned louder when the smell of food accosted her and tried to crawl back under the covers only to be pulled to her feet. “Your clothes are still in the washer from last night so you’ll have to make do with one of my T-shirts.” When Randi pulled it on it hung to mid thigh and Kat chuckled at the sight. This one was definitely gorgeous in the mornings all tousled with sleep and wearing her overlarge shirt like a nightgown. Randi managed to get through a piece of toast or two and some juice but avoided the eggs. It was still too early as far as she was concerned and damn she needed a diet coke. “Tell me again why we are eating now? I don’t work again until eleven and its barely 7 AM.” “Oh the answer to that is easy little one. One, I enjoy my breakfast with company and you can always go back to bed after I leave for work. And two, before I leave I plan to ravish you once again as well as leaving you with a vivid reminder about wearing your vest.” Randi winced with those words. She’d thought that during their lovemaking last night Kat might have forgotten that little incident. From the feral look that was gathering in those blue eyes she hadn’t forgotten and Randi felt a lump form in her throat. She helped Kat clear the table, she was amazed at how clean the place stayed and how Kat insisted that the dishwasher be filled rather then just leaving the dishes on the counter. When Kat leaned her against the counter and urged her feet apart she moaned at the feel of something large and firm pressing its way between her cheeks and teasing at the wetness it found there. She’d been too drowsy to notice what Kat wore beneath the black robe. The gentleness was gone this morning and Kat entered her fast and hard. She bent Randi further over the counter and slammed deeper until they both were grunting with each forceful thrust. Randi almost screamed in frustration when Kat pulled from her quickly. She found herself turned and lifted onto the counter this time facing Kat. Those blue eyes held hers as Kat splayed her legs further apart and rammed into her again, this time pushing until she was fully sheathed inside. Their bodies were touching and Randi could feel the heat coming from Kat’s center in waves. The pressure from the base of the phallus rubbing against her clit along with the heat coming from Randi’ s own wetness drove Kat beyond reason. She dropped her head and as she sucked a nipple into the warmth of her lips she began the savage thrusts again. Randi let her own head fall back as she struggled to hang on through the rough and hard thrusts. She felt Kat grow rigid and those teeth clamped down painfully on her hardened nipple as she let out a scream and joined Kat in plummeting over the edge. Kat kept herself buried deep inside until the spasms had subsided in them both and their ragged breaths grew slower. Pulling out slowly she gathered Randi closer and lifted her down from the countertop. “Now that is a breakfast worth rising for don’t you think little one?” Kat didn’t wait for an answer as she drew Randi back towards the bedroom. She smiled as she watched Randi stretch sensuously causing the T-shirt to raise and give her a glimpse of that scrumptious bottom. Randi only had a few seconds to realize the real reason behind the smile before she found herself being laid across the back of a chair and instinctively she started to pull away. She wanted to struggle harder but had already learned better and slowly forced her muscles to relax and tried to stop her knees from shaking. Kat’s smile grew darker with anticipation when she draped her lover across the back of the high backed chair in the corner of the room. She’d placed an item in the seat yesterday evening just for this lesson. Randi still wiggled uncomfortably with the new position finding that her feet had not place to go and were left dangling while her ass was quite exposed. Staring down into the seat where she placed her hands for balance she found herself face to face with a kevlar vest, one with a very large and nasty gauge in the center of it. “I thought you might want some scenery besides the floor Randi. Something to help remind you that I want this gorgeous body of MINE kept safe at all times.” “That hole you are looking at was caused by a 9MM by the way, and luckily I suffered just a few bruises and a sore chest afterwards thanks to it.” Randi started to answer but found the lump in her throat had returned when she saw Kat slide the now familiar black leather belt off the arm of the chair. She stared hard at the hole as she waited and she silently sent thanks that Kat had survived that day. She had reached a point she couldn’t imagine her life if she had not met the woman who was quickly capturing her heart as well as her obedience. She’d never thought she would need this but somehow Kat knew and rose to the occasion. A single tear splashed against the surface of the vest just as the first crack exploded in the silence of the room. Kat didn’t speak again, she let the pain she was inflicting and the proof of the damaged vest drive her message home. Again and again she lifted her arm to bring that strap crashing down across Randi’s bottom that was beginning to grow from pale to red and then crimson. Randi’s cries had long turned into desperate sobs and promises and she clutched at the vest desperately while she squirmed and kicked to escape the fire that had erupted on her flesh. Her position kept her from struggling much as her punisher intended and so it continued until Kat was satisfied that the girl fully understood. She kept here there a few minutes longer, letting the cries subside as she slid the leather belt into place around her waist and finished dressing for work. She paused to run a hand over the raised welts and enjoy the heat radiating off Randi’s bottom before helping her to stand and pulling her close. Strong arms kept her upright and held tight while the Randi sobbed and struggled to rub some of the pain from her throbbing cheeks. “I’ve grown to fond of you to lose you to something that could be avoided like the bullet that nearly took my own life once. You’ll be wearing that vest every damn day or I will do this again and again until you understand.” Randi flinched when she looked up and saw the depth of emotion in those eyes and managed to nod her understand through her tears. She closed her eyes when Kat kissed her and she knew in that moment she was in love and would do anything to keep from disappointing this woman. Deep inside she knew Kat was right and the vest was important, but mostly she felt elated to be cared for so deeply by someone. It had been a long time since she allowed anyone to take care of her, or tried to take care of herself for that matter. She remembered the pain she felt when she lost her family and made up her mind she would never put Kat through a pain like that. She soon found herself tucked back into the bed on her stomach with a few hot kisses. She turned on her best pout when Kat refused to join her because she had to leave for work. The pout faded in record time with one raised eyebrow. When Kat kissed her goodbye she reminded her to sleep plenty because she would be back by 6 PM so they would have several hours together before Randi left for her shift. Wicked thoughts went through both their minds and none of them had a thing to do with dinner. When the front door closed Randi groaned as she attempted to get comfortable in the bed. She’d never liked sleeping on her stomach but the whipping Kat had given her was the worst yet and so this position was necessary. Somehow she managed to ignore the throbbing burn long enough to sleep again. Kat sat in the driveway for a few minutes inside her SUV. She fought the urge to call in sick and spend the day in bed with Randi. She couldn’t believe how much that little one had invaded her heart in such a short time. She prided herself on keeping thick walls around her heart, she’d learned the hard way about that in the past with Beth. She loved Beth more then anything and woke one day to find her heart trampled and smashed before it was dropped at her feet as Beth walked out. Since then she’d let her darkness rule her passions and kept her heart hidden. Now she felt those walls being chipped away by one adorably gorgeous and impossibly stubborn little woman. As she drove off she smiled at the thought of coming home to wake Randi in the bed, somehow it just felt right. ____****____  Part 11: Randi couldn’t wipe the grin from her face all the way to work. She had woken around her normal time at 2PM and jumped from the bed only to remember she was working the late shift tonight. She and Dimante had been switched to cover for a few vacations although it occurred to her mid-afternoon that somehow Kat had already known even though she forgot to bring it up the night before. She hadn’t enjoyed pulling her jeans back on but it was necessary to make the trip back to her place and retrieve her clean uniform. By the time she had grabbed her things, changed into some much softer running shorts, and rushed back it was after 4pm. She’d just made it back and gone foraging into the kitchen for something to eat when she found a note from Kat with instructions on starting dinner. Once the casserole was safely in the oven she wandered into the gym and decided a quick workout was in order. She wrinkled her nose in disgust at the thought of sitting on the stationary bicycle for any amount of time and chose the treadmill instead after a few light reps on each of the weight machines. She left the stereo blasting while she showered and found herself dancing all the way into the kitchen while she checked on dinner. She pulled Kat’s T-shirt back on, not wanting to get back into her smelly workout clothes and continued her dance through the house to toss them into the washer. When she turned she gave a small shriek before blushing deeply to find Kat standing in the kitchen watching with a very amused expression. “I hope that little erotic display was meant for my eyes only?” Randi blushed deeper but managed a sheepish smile. “Let’s just say it was the before dinner entertainment.” Crossing the room in two steps Kat drew Randi up close and took a firm grip on her backside before whispering, “I’d say dinner just got delayed.” With that she carried her back to the bedroom, turning off the music as they went. “Surely you don’t call that music worth dancing too?” Randi just smiled and kept a tight hold on Kat’s neck that she was busy covering in kisses. Dinner wasn’t just delayed, it nearly got canceled all together. They managed a few minutes to eat several hours later and Randi discovered that nestled in Kat’s lap on the couch was the perfect spot to enjoy dinner, even if it wasn’t fast food or pop tarts. At Kat’s insistence, she left early enough to be on time for her shift even though she ended up waiting fifteen minutes for Dimante. The night started off fairly busy although nothing out of the ordinary happened. At just after 4AM they were dispatched to a domestic disturbance at an apartment complex. The call started routinely but that didn’t last long. By the time they reached to door on the second floor, they could hear the screaming from inside although it ended abruptly when they knocked and announced themselves. Randi entered first and drew the first female to the side. Following protocol Dimante waved her into the other room to avoid both parties screaming at each other while he spoke to the second woman. Randi was listening patiently to the woman, Gina, tell her story and taking notes as she heard how the two sisters came to blows earlier over a man. Glancing up she saw the swelling above the woman’s right eye and bruising along her jaw as well. “Ma’am would you like me to contact medical to have a look at your injuries?” She didn’t have time to get an answer when all hell broke loose. “I’ll kill you fucking bitch!” She heard the screams and turned to find the second sister rushing through the door with a large butcher knife. Instinct kicked in as she stepped forward to protect Gina but the impact of the other woman nearly knocked her from her feet. Bracing herself to get better balanced she grappled with the knife wielding suspect and yelled to Dimante for backup. She managed to knock the knife loose and applied a strong wrist lock on the suspect and still he did not enter to the room to help. Randi used a free hand to push her emergency button on her radio figuring he must be down and struggled to place cuffs on the wrists of the wiggling form she was holding down. Their back up was close by since they had all planned to meet up for breakfast and she could hear the sirens as they approached. She had one arm cuffed on the suspect when she felt the oddest sensation against her waist. Glancing down she barely registered that it was the knife sticking out of her side before Gina launched herself on Randi’s back kicking and punching like a mad woman. She winced when a fist caught the side of her head and pain exploded in her eye. “Leave my sister alone you fucking cunt pig! I’ll kill you!” Randi managed to secure the second cuff before she rolled to her other side, taking Gina with her. She heard voices in the hall and knew her backup was close as she grappled with the struggling sister. She’d heard the knife fall free and wondered desperately where it was as she rolled free and stood up to get better leverage on her suspect. Damn! She forgot she only had one pair of cuffs anyway. Looks like she’d be wrestling this one until the guys made it inside. In the back of her mind she wondered if Dimante was hurt badly, she couldn’t remember seeing much blood on the knife so hopefully it wasn’t too bad. Gina stood and just her luck, Randi noticed she found the knife again. She had to dance to one side to avoid the kicks of the sister who was still cuffed and laying on the floor. Tuning out the screams and taunts she concentrated on her suspect. It was too close in here and the walls were way too thin to attempt firing off a weapon so she slid her ASP baton from its holder and slung it outward, extending it to its full length. Two more Officers burst through the door at that time and the distraction gave her enough time to land a quick blow on Gina’s wrist knocking the knife away. She was quickly subdued and cuffed beside her sister both still screaming obscenities at the officers and each other. She looked back and forth between Officer Johns, who graduated the academy with her and was still in training, and his Training Officer, Trenders. Both gave her a blank stare. “How’s Dimante? He ok? We need medical?” Randi fired off questions as she glanced down at her waist to assess her own damages. “The bitch stuck a knife in me too.” “Dimante? We didn’t see him. Why isn’t he in here with you? Johns go check the rest of the apartment and outside.” Trenders stepped forward and spun Randi around to check for injuries. She pointed to the general area and he bent to have a closer look before rising with a short laugh. “Looks like you took a good blow to the leathers Rookie and that glove holder on your belt has fatal injuries. You’re gonna live through this one although that’s a good shiner you have coming up on that eye.” Officer Johns re-entered with a perfectly healthy and cocky looking Dimante right behind him. Johns gave Randi an odd look before offering to help her take the suspects down to the squad cars. Trenders just glared at Dimante who shrugged as if nothing were wrong. “My suspect was fine when I stepped outside. I needed to use my cell phone. No signal in here. Guess you had to have help handling things here, huh Stanton?” Randi’s mouth dropped open and she felt her temper flare. She dove forward only to be caught by both Trenders and Johns. “Officer you will stand down and take your ass back to the car with your prisoner NOW. Johns you go with her! Both of you get out of my sight now.” Trenders didn’t let go of her arm until she’d broken her eye contact with Dimante and nodded her understanding. She helped Gina to her feet and kept a firm grip on her cuffs as they headed into the hallway with Johns right behind escorting the sister. She fumed all the way to the car and she could see Johns was seething too. “You know he is really an ass. What kind of partner leaves a domestic like that to talk on the damn phone. He’s got no business training anything the sack of shit. Still, you did a kick ass job in there Randi.” Randi just grunted in return while she dodged a wad of spit from her new pal Gina and stuffed her into the back of the car. She was still too pissed to talk and now that the fight was over she was shaking a little from the sudden loss of adrenaline. Her eye was throbbing and her back felt like it had footprints all over it. She couldn’t believe Dimante had pulled that stunt. Rule one in a domestic is to always watch BOTH parties because they will turn on you in a minute. She was sure they were busy laughing their heads off upstairs over her trying to wrestle two crazed women. She couldn’t have been further from the truth. Trenders lit into Dimante but after a few minutes he could see he was getting no where. He stormed from the building with the decision that Dimante had finally gotten to cocky for his own good. He barked at Johns to get back in the car and they left just as Dimante strolled back outside chatting on his cell phone once again. He smirked at Randi when he slid into the passenger seat and she started counting to ten, then changed it to a thousand. She managed to somehow hold her tongue while she booked both the women, then made her way to the evidence room to book the knife and file the chain of custody forms for it. There was only an hour left in their shift by then and she busied herself typing the nights reports while Dimante enjoyed a cup of coffee and bullshitted with the other guys. She looked up once or twice to find them watching her and her face grew hot with outrage. If she didn’t get out of here soon she might do something she knew she’d regret. Trenders stopped by on his way in and clapped her on the shoulder. “Not a bad job handling yourself in there Stanton.” She looked up in surprise but he had already walked off. Johns gave her a smile and nodded. Looking around the room she noticed how quiet it was suddenly. Once the final reports were done she made her way towards the locker room ready to escape for the morning. Dimante stepped in front of her at the doorway and smirked towards the others as he touched a rough hand to her swollen eye. “Don’t worry sweet cakes. Your eyes aren’t your best assets anyway. I’ll still hump that ass anytime you think you’re ready for it. We can always cover your head if you’re embarrassed about the black eye.” She flinched away from his touch and kicked to locker room door open with his laugh still echoing behind her. Randi never noticed that he was the only one laughing. She pounded her fist into a locker several times wishing it was Dimante’s head. She waited until most of the others had gone before she slipped out of the locker room and headed out the door, anxious to avoid seeing anyone else. Randi had intended to go home this morning, but she was desperate to talk to someone, not just someone, but Kat. She boarded the bus and prayed she would make it before Kat left for work. She sprinted up the driveway just as the garage door opened for Kat to back out. When Kat noticed the familiar form coming up the driveway she smiled and shook her head before putting the vehicle back in park. This little one was certainly insatiable but Kat wasn’t going to be easily swayed into missing work as she would soon learn. Still, she didn’t deny she enjoyed the fact that she had run all that way just to say good morning. Her smile faded when Randi drew close. She could see the tension in her body and the beginnings of one hell of a black eye. Neither of them spoke as Kat unlocked the door and led her inside. She used her cell phone to let the office know she’d be late and turned it off before drawing Randi to her and settling them on the couch. Randi held her tight and Kat felt her shaking with emotion although she never gave in to tears. They stayed that way for some time before Kat finally asked what happened. Randi drew a deep breath before she started and Kat stayed quiet through most of the story although she felt her go rigid when she got to the part about the knife and Dimante disappearing. She never had time to explain that the stab had actually caught her on her leather belt when she found herself on her back being checked from head to toe by one angry blue eyed woman. Kat wouldn’t hear any of her protests and continued her check up until she was thoroughly satisfied that the only injuries Randi suffered were the bruises on her back and her eye. She nodded and lifted her back up to nestle in her arms once again motioning for Randi to continue. The growling started when she reached the part about Dimante using his cell phone and leaving her alone and continued until the part where she tried to take Dimante’s head off. “Did you stand down when Trenders ordered? And what did you say to him?” Ice cold eyes held hers and Randi shivered but managed to answer while in the back of her mind she was damn glad she had stood down and kept her mouth shut. She flinched at the storms building in her lover when she finished her story but Kat just shook her head and held her chin firmly. Her tone was even and low and it left no room for anything but obedience. “That isn’t all of it now is it little one? You are leaving something out and I can feel it. I don’t think you want to leave out any little detail right now because I am in no mood to play twenty questions.” Unable to look away Randi felt the hot prickle of tears gathering but she held them in check and managed to tell Kat about the last exchange between her and Dimante. When it was done she held her breath as she watched the rage and violence dance across Kat’s features. She was frightened and awed at the same time over the depth of emotions she was witnessing. She felt Kat release her chin and slide her from her lap. Kat struggled for a few minutes to control her rage. This was not the time to release it and Randi was not the person to release it on. She knew Randi needed something more then just strength and her control right now. Taking the smaller hand in hers she shoved her anger to the back of her mind and headed towards her bedroom. Randi blinked back her tears and followed gladly when Kat led her to the bed. Kat shed her own clothes then undressed her gently and drew her down onto the covers. Their lovemaking was different this time, slower and more intense then ever before. Kat took her time and worshipped every inch of Randi, caressing every sore spot with a soft kiss. Randi could see the rage that was barely contained within her lover but Kat kept it in check and showed only tenderness this time. She knew Randi needed this more then anything else right now and she gave it willingly. Kat never broke eye contact with her little lover as she straddled a soft thigh and moved her hips with the same gentle motion her fingers were now moving with deep inside Randi’s wetness. Their lips met with a kiss that deepened the new connection between them. Kat let Randi feel every bit of her through that kiss, assuring her that she would be kept safe. Randi in turn moaned softly with each stroke of Kat’s tongue as she felt the tension and fear of the incident fading away until all she knew was Kat’s touch, her kiss, her smell, her sounds. She felt the peace slowly replacing her turmoil and anger as Kat brought them both to a shattering climax. She held tighter and stared up into the face she had come to love while they both caught their breath. Neither of them wanted to break the contact but eventually Kat did. Sliding from the bed she returned a few minutes later with a cold pack for Randi’s eye as well as some Tylenol for the pain. Randi took both gratefully and sat back on the bed having risen to commandeer another of Kat’s T-shirts. She had to admit she enjoyed the smell and feel of wearing something of Kat’s while she slept. “I have to go to work soon and you need some sleep. Your shift is at 3PM again today instead of 11 yes?” Randi nodded and felt a little of her tension return at the thought of riding in the car with that bastard once again. She was surprised Kat had said nothing but she could tell she was angry over Dimante’s stunt too. She squinted suspiciously up at her partner. “Kat, you don’t plan to do anything like bring charges on Dimante do you? Cause that would make me look like a sell out.” Kat returned her stare and Randi blinked and looked away with a light blush. “A sell out? Let me guess, Dimante is the one teaching you all about keeping quiet right?” When Kat leaned closer Randi held her breath expecting to given another Kat special lengthy lecture on how Officers should conduct themselves but instead she received a soft kiss on the nose. “I won’t be filing any charges against him my little Rookie, but you will soon learn a thing or two about how police discipline works.” With that Kat captured her lips in a more demanding kiss before rising to dress. “Just be glad you kept that temper in check and followed orders or we’d be having our own discussion on discipline later.” “I won’t be able to see you until after your shift but be sure to rest and ice that eye plenty. You’ll be coming back here after shift tonight and who knows, you might even get off early. Oh, and don’t be late today, you never know who might be watching.” When Randi arrived she found the break room unusually full. She dressed quietly in the locker room knowing they had all gathered to witness her humiliation once again when Dimante arrived. At two minutes till she finally left the locker room, unable to put it off any longer. It grew quiet when she walked in and she kept her head high while she dropped her coins into the coke machine for a diet coke. She really had to buy some of these to keep at Kat’s because waking up without them was just not enjoyable at all. “Hey Stanton? Heard about your double bust last night. Great job.” “Yeah not bad at all for a rookie, those knife fights are a real bitch.” Randi looked around in wonder as one after another congratulated her. She waited for the sarcasm, the teasing, but none of that came. She frowned suspiciously and wondered what was going on. Obviously Dimante wondered the same thing when he entered a few minutes later. “There some kind of fucking shift meeting today or something? Stanton! You got the car loaded yet?” Randi pushed away from the wall she was leaning on and headed for the door silently but found her path blocked by Sgt. Morris. “Stanton? I need my car taken to fleet maintenance for an oil change. Here. Run it over there and come straight back when they are done.” Randi caught the keys that were dropped in her hand and stood there a minute. What the hell? She was errand girl for car repairs now? She looked over at Dimante sure this was his doing but he looked as surprised as she did. “Stanton! I’d like to have it back before its due for another oil change now move it!” As she backed out of the parking lot she cursed her luck. It was mid-afternoon and maintenance was half way across town. She couldn’t believe she was stuck doing errands when she wasn’t the one that screwed up last night. She slowed when pulled out of the parking lot, positive that was Kat’s vehicle parked nearby. She didn’t know there were meetings again today, damn she wished she at least caught a glimpse of her. Randi was really fuming by the time she returned nearly an hour later. She drove all that way just to be told that the Sergeant did not have any maintenance scheduled on his vehicle for at least two more weeks. Slamming the car door, Randi made her way inside. She figured the meeting must be over already since the break room held only two or three officers now. Sergeant Morris met her outside his office and took the keys with no apologies when she explained the mix up in dates. “Oh well guess we will try again in a few weeks. By the way Stanton, Dimante wasn’t feeling well. He decided to take the next couple days off. I am short on training officers so you’ll be off as well. Might as well get your stuff and head home for tonight.” “Nice job on those suspects by the way, Trenders said you handled yourself well.” She couldn’t believe her luck. She stopped on the way to the locker room to toss her diet coke can and stared down at the bloody towel inside. Glancing around at the few officers left in the room she received a few nods and things finally became clear. There hadn’t been a damn meeting at all. Well not the kind that involved talking anyway. “So Dimante left the meeting not feeling good huh guys?” “Yep Stanton, that Dimante was sure looking pale when he left. Had a nasty nose bleed too. Better go home and rest up a few days to make sure you don’t come down with anything either.” “Yeah it took all of us to help him stand up, musta been feeling a little weak kneed.” She noticed at least two sets of scuffed knuckles on her way out the door. She waited until she made it into the locker room before she broke into a smile. So this was the police discipline Kat was talking about. Damn she wished she had gotten to put in a hit or two. She’d heard about it of course, but never really thought those kind of inside ranks beat- downs still happened. Not that they would have let a rookie in on it anyway. When she opened her locker to toss in her gear she found a short note folded and taped inside. There was no signature but she didn’t need one. Funny how you managed to get off early. Stop for some wine on the way and hurry, dinner will be waiting. Dinner was waiting and so was her Kat. When she entered the door she handed over the wine and found herself pulled close for a demanding kiss. She paused to lift a strong hand and placed a loving kiss on the scuffed and bruised knuckles and whispered a soft, “Thank you.” “Thank you for what? Catching my hand in the door earlier? Let’s eat little one, I’ve got all night to have my way with you now and we’ll both be needing our energy.” A raised eyebrow let her know that the conversation was over and she wisely let it go. ____****____  Part 12: Randi took a deep breath before she turned the key to the door. Things were not going well today at all. It had started off quiet enough but then things started to slide downhill and were about to hit bottom she just knew it. It had been a month since the incident with Dimante and he avoided any further conflicts with her or anyone else after his return to duty. Randi had spent most of her spare time with Kat and in the last week they decided to make the living arrangements more permanent. She had put most of her things in the second spare room, one that Kat gave her to use as an office or retreat when she needed to be alone, but everything else went into the Master room. Randi purposely made sure none of her nightshirts made it to the new home, and Kat kindly offered her a lifetime supply of T-shirts. Their lovemaking was passionate and at times rough. Kat remained demanding and Randi learned quite a few lessons on the wrong end of her belt but she never failed to drive her beyond the limits of desire afterwards. Kat had proved to be just the motivation Randi needed to improve both her performance at work, and her level of responsibility at home. Slowly she had started to conquer her quick temper and faster mouth, and Kat was there to provide a swift and harsh reminder when she stumbled. With Kat’s guidance she was finding herself noticed by her supervisors more and more, and for once it was for good reasons. Dimante never interfered or attempted to make her look bad again, in fact he seemed set on double checking everything she did to make sure it was perfect although he made no criticizing remarks. Of course she should have known it was too good to last. The last month had been a blur for Randi, she felt safe and oddly fulfilled with Kat despite the fact that she got her way about once every five hundred tries. Kat held a huge backyard barbecue in celebration when Randi moved in, and they had spent the weekend drinking and meeting dozens of Kat’s friends from the department and a few old military friends as well. Monday morning brought all that to a screeching halt. She knew Kat had pulled a few strings to have her moved to the day shift but after Dimante’s screw up it was not a hard task anyway. It was bad enough dragging herself in at the crack of dawn, but to arrive and find two Professional Standards Officers waiting for them assured that the day would turn sour. What the hell could Internal Affairs want with them? Dimante drew her aside before she went in. “Chin up rookie, don’t give in to their bullying. They just want to find something to hang you on since you have done so well lately. Its them against us as usual.” His encouraging words confused her more then anything. They decided to interview her first. Randi was nervous at the thought of facing the PS Officers and she racked her brain to think what had happened recently that they would be called in to investigate. Surely someone hadn’t reported the little domestic blunder from a month ago, that was handled and over. Dimante gave her a hard look when she entered the office and that puzzled her even more. Sitting across the table from two crisply ironed, suit and tie wearing stuffy Officers; she waited tensely for them to begin. Finally they stopped rustling papers and making notes and the female began her questions. Randi felt her insides boiling but she kept her face calm and neutral. They were investigating stolen property and missing money from several crime scenes. Crime scenes SHE had worked. This was crazy! The nerve of this bitch to come in here and ask..wait. Thinking hard, Randi counted back every crime scene that she had worked since she had been assigned here. They asked her time and time a gain about the chain of custody and had anyone touched the property after she took possession of it. Of course! That bastard Dimante! He went behind her and re-counted every piece of evidence himself but never signed the chain of custody forms. He considered it too much extra work. Her mind raced back over the past few months to his new car, a Corvette no less, perfect for a jerk like him, unattainable on a cops salary. Shit! She should have known. Wait until she told Kat. Oh wait, on second thought she better keep it to herself for now. Kat had this odd notion that the good ole boys system was a thing of the past and she was determined that Randi wasn’t going to have any part of it. Still, Randi didn’t want to consider what the other guys would think if she ratted out one of their own. She kept her answers vague and by the time she had stated, “I don’t recall,” for the fifth time both her interviewers were loosing their cool. When the younger looking one stood up red faced, his partner held up her hand to call him off and decided a break was in order. Sending him for some coffee and a smoke break she waited until he had gone and shut the door firmly, locking it. Randi was leaning casually on the wall by the windows, trying hard not to show how scared she was right now. Part of her wanted to tell them what she knew and what she suspected but she wouldn’t betray the code. She knew that meant there was a good chance she could end up taking the blame for Dimante’s actions. “So, Randi right? Look, I can only give you so many chances to make this right and not lose your job. When he gets back and the recorder comes back on you really need to make it easier on all of us and just answer the questions the best you can.” “Dimante isn’t worth this, he is on no ones side but his own. I bet he told you its us against you though didn’t he?” Randi just snorted but inside she was feeling a little more uneasy. That uneasiness grew when Sergeant Carrillo moved closer until she was standing uncomfortable close. “I know all about you and Captain Gray. In fact, I know more about you then you think anyone could know. One last chance to answer our questions. Care to take me up on it or will I have to play hardball? Randi just blinked in confusion. What the hell did she mean she knows more about me? What’s to know? So I moved in with Kat, that’s not against any department regulations because I am not under her direct supervision. So what the hell? Randi set her jaw and continued her silence, determined to stick to her guns. Sgt. Carillo hadn’t exaggerated about playing hardball. With a shrug she moved away and settled back into her chair, flipping open a cell phone as she went. Randi paid little attention and tried to ignore the prattle and useless chit-chat while she waited. “So anyway enough about your weekend, I called to ask a favor. Yeah I know I’m shameless but just this once I don’t think you’ll mind.” “No, nothing illegal! You think I am crazy enough to call and ask you for a favor like that? Anyway, so I’m conducting some interviews this week. Property thefts, sure you heard about it in staff meeting some. I got this rookie here that wants to protect her partner, trying to avoid answering some questions so I thought I’d pull some strings and see if I can’t whip up a little help here before she loses her damn job.” Randi turned to stare incredulously at the woman chattering away about HER career as if she wasn’t even standing in the room. Who the hell is she to call and ask someone for…oh shit! A grin greeted her stare as she found the cell phone thrust at her. “Phone for you rookie, my old friend Kat would like to talk to you.” An instant cold feeling started in the pit of her stomach. That damned grin never wavered as she took the offered phone and braced herself for the yelling. “H..hello? There was no yelling, no screaming and no lecture. In fact the conversation was very short. Kat wasn’t one to waste words, especially when she was pissed. “When you are finished answering every single question they ask you with as much detail as it takes to get the facts you can take your ass home and wait for me in the bedroom. You know what to do.” Her hand shook slightly as she returned the phone and sank down into the nearest chair. Carrillo just took it and nodded in satisfaction. “Kat? Thanks for the help. Yeah, looks like she is going to be a little more cooperative now, if she doesn’t pass out first. Sorry I had to miss the party last weekend but Jen said it was great. We’ll try again in a few weeks, K? Yeah you too, bye.” Snapping the cell phone shut, Carrillo stood and opened the door letting her partner back in. With a nod she rewound the tape recorder. “It seems the rookie here is remembering things a little better. I thought we would just start this over from the beginning and try one more time don’t you think? Pressing record, she settled into the chair across from Randi and started over with her explanation of the investigation. An hour and a half later they were finished at last. As they left the room Carillo pulled her aside and spoke quietly while her partner went in search of Dimante. “You made the right choice rookie. Sorry to have to pull out all the stops on you like that. Dimante is a dirty one and he’s been at it for years. After what he did to Kat I never thought you’d be willing to protect him like that.” “What do you mean? What he did to Kat?” Randi narrowed her eyes, determined to get some answers of her own for a change. “You haven’t heard already? He got her first partner killed. Young guy, had two kids and a pretty wife. Chickened out of a scuffle and left them to take on 4 suspects that were armed. Kat took a few nasty knife cuts and a 9MM to the chest, her partner took one too except he hadn’t bothered to wear a vest.” Randi felt sick to her stomach again as she realized now why Kat feared losing her to a bullet so badly, and why she resented Dimante so much. She couldn’t believe he had lasted this long in the department and she said as much to the woman sharing this information with her. “Yeah the good ole boy system can be a real bitch sometimes. Makes it harder for us to do our jobs and get rid of jack asses like him. But I guess you’ll learn all about how much Kat hates the system later kiddo. Sorry to have to set you up like that, but a gal has to do her job.” “Look on the bright side, you two will be on paid leave for a few days till this is cleared. Maybe by then you can sit in the car again without too much pain.” With a conspiratory wink Carillo turned and re- entered the office leaving Randi to gawk after her in amazement. Surely she didn’t know about... nevermind she didn’t want to know. She avoided contact with Dimante and emptied her locker to head home once word came from Sergeant Morris that they were officially on leave. He’d spoken to her privately and assured her she had nothing to worry about and that PS had raved about how cooperative she was to their investigation. Still, the sick feeling in her stomach didn’t ease up any especially as she walked past the interview officer in time to hear Dimante’s angry yelling from inside. “That lying little cunt! She is the one you want to look at! Stop wasting my time and go investigate that little bitch a little harder, you might find out all sorts of good shit about her lesbo ass.!’ ____****____  Part 13: As she jogged back to the house from the bus stop she grew more and more worried about facing Kat later. During the last month they had developed a routine for Randi to follow in many areas. Kat had helped her establish a budget and she had almost saved enough to buy herself a vehicle. They worked out together several times a week and Kat was teaching her some martial arts in the evenings. They also established a routine for punishments when needed. As the month first started they were called for often. Randi didn’t settle easily into a more structured lifestyle and found herself nursing a sore bottom on more then one occasion. During the last two weeks though, she was adjusting better and all of their sessions together were purely for their pleasure. Kat enjoyed turning her bottom bright red before taking her over and over, and Randi discovered that she craved it as well. Tonight would be different, she knew that. As she showered she thought about the anger and more importantly the disappointment she heard in Kat’s voice earlier. They had talked long and hard about Kat’s aversion to cops lying to protect other cops. She stepped from the shower and dried off quickly, knowing her time was running short. Not bothering to dress she hurried into the bedroom and arranged the pillows in the center of the bed just the way Kat had shown her. Laying the strap out across the foot of the bed, she stretched herself out, hips on the pillows to raise her ass high in the air. She stayed that way, her legs spread and arms above her head, silently counting the minutes until Kat would come home. She was wet already and tingling with desire, although she dreaded what was coming. Kat knew this was the hardest part for Randi. The waiting in silence, not allowed to move. She entered the house knowing Randi was in the bedroom as she instructed, praying that she would come and put an end to her waiting. It had taken her most of the day to control the anger and disappointment she felt when Maria had called her from the interview room. She took her time in the house and left Randi to wait, knowing she could hear Kat moving around, but was forbidden to move from her position or call out to her. She entered the bedroom and stood watching that beautiful form laid out before her as she stripped out of her uniform. Kat dressed slowly in her leathers, gathered a few more items, and pulled her favorite harness from the drawer. Randi might be getting no relief tonight, but she damn sure would. Standing next to the bed, she watched Randi’s breathing grow more rapid as her anticipation and her fears took over. She smiled when Randi jumped at her first touch. Stretching one arm out Kat wrapped it in the leather cuff before attaching it to the bedpost. She felt Randi tense, bondage was still new to her but Kat did not intend to hold her arm back tonight and she would make sure Randi stayed still. “Kat? Please..don’t tie me..” Randi’s words were cut off when a painful grip to her hair lifted her head up to meet a set of angry blue eyes. “I will tie you up as often as I damn well please Randi. You have a long painful night ahead of you and you would do well to be grateful that I am doing this instead of expecting you to hold still and take what is coming to you. I assure you, you would fail at that task.” She lowered the head back to the sheets and continued with the other wrist, securing it tightly before moving to Randi’s ankles. Randi was crying softly now, the cuffs bringing the hopes of escaping the upcoming punishment crashing down around her. Kat lifted the strap and stepped back to give herself plenty of room. She watched those perfectly muscled cheeks clench and unclench as Randi tried to anticipate the first blow. Her anger had cooled the moment she saw Randi waiting here for her, but the darkness had not receded any. She felt old desires that she had kept in check begin to rise to the surface. She would not wait any longer to introduce Randi to them, she had waited long enough. Not willing to hold back any longer she began. From the first blow Kat made sure Randi knew this was unlike any of their previous experiences. She let Randi feel the full strength of her arm with each blow and ignored the screams and desperate thrashing against the pillows. Again and again the room vibrated with the loud crash of that strap against tender skin, and the answering screams and cries of pain. She stopped after the cries became continuous sobs and stood waiting. Trailing her hand over the now bright red and welt covered skin she allowed Randi a few minutes to slow her crying before she began to speak. “I hoped we wouldn’t have to have this talk again but obviously you still have to learn some things the hard way. Better my hard way then in the unemployment line.” “Listen and listen well my little one. I don’t plan to repeat this lesson again ever.” “Scum like Dimante don’t deserve your loyalty or mine. They disrespect and completely tarnish our profession. I will NOT allow you to become one of those that joins, or accepts them. You do it once, and it is all to easy to do it again.” Her fingernails dragged across the welts and dipped lower to tease into the wetness pooled there. Randi’s hips raised unconsciously as she moaned in response. “We are about honor, integrity, that is our code. The code is NOT about lying for each other or protecting those that can’t live by our standards. That is where we draw the blue line, thin as it might be, we make sure those not worthy never cross it to stand with us.” “Just to let you know, Professional Standards has been after Dimante for mooching evidence for a year now. They have financial records and marked bills already. Today was a little bit of a test of your integrity on their part. And you came damn close to failing it.” She watched Randi’s shoulders slump as it sunk in just how stupid she had been to try and cover for Dimante and what it might have cost her. It was costing her now, and Kat was making sure the lesson was thoroughly absorbed. She had been so wrong about how she viewed the code and the blue lines that she nearly ended up on the wrong side. Her thoughts scattered again quickly when the fiery crack of the leather strap started again. She had thought it was over, but she was so wrong. Kat covered each fresh stripe with new ones as she drove the lesson home. Randi’s cries rose again, although there was no begging or pleading. Kat felt her desire and the darkness rising up and she let her arm drop again and again. She didn’t know if she could control it much longer but the whipping did not stop until every inch of skin from the top of those thighs up was bright red and nearly purple. She had given Randi nearly twice more then ever before, and her blows had not been softened any. Randi had given up her struggling and cried silently against the sheets now, her fists clenching and unclenching in an attempt to deal with the pain in her backside. She found her voice for once last tearful cry as the final blow fell to the inside of her thigh, striking untouched and highly sensitive skin. Kat dropped the belt and moved to loosen the roped at the foot of the bed before shoving Randi roughly to her knees. Randi was still gasping for breath from the whipping but Kat’s desire would not be held back any longer. She climbed up to position herself directly behind her smaller lover and leaned forward slowly, letting her phallus play in the abundant wetness while she roughly rubbed her fingers across Randi’s hardened clit. When Randi’s sniffles turned to moans of desire and want she leaned forward to speak, her voice jagged with barely bridled lust. “Did you forget? Tonight is a punishment for you, not me my little one. I will have you hard and rough and take my pleasure, and you will be left wanting. There is no release for you tonight.” She watched in satisfaction as her words sunk in before pulling her hand free to take a firm grip on the girls aching hips. Coated with Randi’s own wetness, she slide easily between those burning cheeks and she paused with the tip pressed firmly against that tight little hole. She waited as Randi slowly realized how she intended to take her pleasure and when the body below her attempted to pull away she growled in satisfaction and tightened her grip holding that sweet ass still. Randi’s cries of pain and fright only fueled her desire and she pushed forward until she was buried as deep as she could go. She savored the feeling for a moment, her eyes closed as she felt the heat radiated off the blistered cheeks below her. The heat and the pressure on her own clit grew unbearably sweet and she pulled back until she was almost out before ramming into that ass again. The darkness welled up and completely took control then and her thrusts turn savage and fast. Randi had never felt pain like that before. After those first few thrusts the pain quickly turned to pleasure and despite herself she felt her hips thrusting back to meet each forward slam. As Kat’s hips slapped against her bottom again and again she felt as if she were being spanked all over again but a new heat was building fast and she longed for Kat’s touch against her throbbing clit. Kat rode out her pleasure long and hard. Each thrust bringing a mixture of growls of pleasure and grunts of effort as she let herself climb higher and higher. Knowing Randi would reach her own release soon she let her orgasm take her over the edge with a savage shout of pleasure and one last deep thrust. Holding Randi’s heated bottom tight against her she ground her hips and yelled loudly with each explosion that took her. Randi’s own movements had become desperate and her hips continued trying to move even as Kat pushed her down against the pillows and held her there until the spasms slowed and faded. She pulled out slowly and lay next to the quivering form until the darkness faded some and her breathing returned to normal. Sliding up she loosed in ropes only slightly to allow some slack in Randi’s arms and released the ones holding her ankles although she left the cuffs in place. The pillows were removed and she stood for several minutes admiring the brightly painted ass before her. Randi wouldn’t sit for several days after this whipping, and she would remember not to entice Kat’s anger in such a way ever again. Randi was moaning louder now as her hips ground against the sheets in a desperate attempt for relief. SLAP! “None of that or I will have to tie you back up completely. I’m going to have a shower and some dinner before I come back to have my way with you again my little one. I suggest you lay still and think about what you learned today instead of the release you so desperately need. There will not be one for you tonight” Kat made her way to the shower wearing a satisfied smile and planning all the ways she intended to torture her wayward lover through the night. Now where did I put those clamps? Randi couldn’t find the words to beg yet. She was burning with the pain in her backside and she ached with a need for release. Tears of frustration leaked out as she waited over an hour for Kat to return to her. She promised herself over and over again that she would NEVER…NEVER cross the line again. Her Kat had imprinted a firm but deep belief in honor in her and she would keep the code. The fires didn’t cool much by the time Kat returned and it proved to be a long night for Randi. Each time the throbbing in her backside eased a little, Kat renewed it with her hand before bringing Randi to the edge again and again. She found her voice again, and begged long and hard but it did her no good. She made earnest promises to behave, to never disregard the code again, but they were ignored. Kat took her many times, each rough and hard, and each time she was left wanting and needed. When Kat slept she once again secured Randi’s wrists, leaving her no way of relieving herself. She spent a tearful and painful night of reflection as the throbbing in her clit matched the throb in her backside. ____****____  Part 14: "You'll take the back Stanton, stay low, flashlight off if you have to come inside. I'll go through the front and clear it slow working my way you. Got it? Don't leave your position no matter what." Randi barely had time to nod before a firm shove sent her towards the back of the building. She made her way as quietly as she could, avoiding the windows and creeping towards the back corner. It was barely fifteen after seven when they had received the call of possible gun shots from inside the small pawnshop. Crouching low, she waited behind a stack of trash cans, keeping a close eye on the back door. It was a full three months since Professional Standards had completed their investigation. She was not charged with any wrong doing but Dimante had been fired with a threat of criminal charges if he pursued a hearing for re-hire. Randi was unfortunately present the day he turned in his things and he had caused a good scene, telling everyone present that he was being set up by her and her "bitch" Cpt. Gray. Most ignored his ranting, Dimante lost the respect of nearly all of his fellow officers years ago. Randi found herself with a new training officer and suddenly police work became a little more challenging and structured, but she easily met the challenge. Corporal Leasom was a hard training officer, but fair. His close supervision, and the fact that Kat always seemed to find out what happened at work, ensured that she concentrated on sticking to the rules and excelled in her training. Her home life had gone just as smoothly during the last months although there were a few "rough" spots here and there. Kat was not one that easily spoke about her emotions, but Randi was quickly becoming an expert at reading them. Kat showed her love every day even if she didn't say it out loud often. She was by far the quiet one of the pair, content let Randi chatter on and on until she was ready to silence her with a kiss. Randi didn't think her life had been this stable and happy since she lost her family. Randi felt her palms sweating now as she waiting for Leasom to clear the building. The flies were already gathering around the cans that provided her cover and the stench was overwhelming. Slowly she blocked out the noisy background of moving vehicles and honking horns until the area seemed silent. She itched with impatience and longed to go in and find out what was going on. The crackle of the radio nearly caused Randi to jump out of her skin and she strained to hear the quiet whispered transmission. "Unit 230 to dispatch I need med en-route to this location I have one subject down, gunshot to the abdomen, building not clear....HEY! STOP THERE POLICE!!" "Dispatch to Unit 230 repeat transmission ending. Are you hurt? You have suspects in custody? Repeat 230." Randi made her way to the back door just in time to hear the gunshot. She almost raced inside but slowly the tunnel vision cleared and she waited, counting the seconds slowly. If she rushed in now Leasom might mistake her for a second suspect and fire again. IF it was Leasom that fired in the first place. "230 to Dispatch I have one armed suspect down and injured. Shots fired. Notify command and get med en-route now!" Randi could hear the anxious tone in Leasom's voice and knew the shot had been his and that it had hit its mark. "LEASOM! I'm coming in to help!" The answering yell directed her to her left into a back storage area. She stood just inside the doorway for a minute allowing her eyes to adjust to the darkness. As she approached she saw Leasom kneeling over a man bleeding heavily from the stomach, a rag pressed against the wound to help with the bleeding. She could hear his pleas for help from across the room. The suspect was cuffed and laying on the floor a few feet away, curled into a ball and cursing. She couldn't tell from here where he was hit, but it didn't look terminal. "Stanton, the weapon is over there. He says he is alone but we never know. Secure it for me while I maintain pressure on this wound. Anyone else come through the back?" "No one came near it, no vehicles either." Randi bent under the desk and carefully slid the butt of the shot gun out. Taking care not to touch it with her fingers, she lifted it to the desktop so it could be emptied. She spoke her observations out loud for Leasom while he cared for the victim. "Loaded, one in the chamber. 12 gauge Remington, safety off." "Ok good Stanton, unload it and keep it in sight. When command arrives they will most likely have their own scene people take it as evidence." He didn't say it out loud but she knew what he meant. The store owner probably wouldn't make it, and this would become a homicide scene not just a shooting. Turning to do just that, Randi caught a movement out of the corner of her eye. She swung her flashlight in the direction of a high stack of loaded pallets just in time to see the second suspect prepared to shoot just feet away from Leasom. "Leasom down now!" Her yell and the sudden blinding light startled the suspect and he turned instinctively to the sound. Everything faded around Randi as the shot rang out and she pulled her weapon to return fire. Leasom had rolled away from the victim and pulled his own weapon. Her flashlight clattered to the ground, still on, its beam lighting the pain racked face of the store owner who lay still, shock setting in. "Police! Put the fucking gun down!" Randi couldn't get a good location on him. The glare of flame from his barrel had blinded her and Leasom both. Blinking rapidly to clear the spots she crouched behind the desk attempting to work her way to the right for better cover. Leasom had moved to the side of a file cabinet and she could dimly hear him shouting orders at the suspect too. Sirens from the ambulance began to grow closer at that moment and dispatch was demanding an update but all those noises faded for Randi. Concentrating hard to control her ragged breathing and the deafening pounding in her heart she listened and waited. Finally, her patience paid off when the second suspect moved from behind a stack of wooden pallets. Leasom had his back turned, watching the other side and Randi had little time to act. "Put it DOWN! No! Don't do it just put it DOWN!" Again the suspect turned towards her voice and for a minute Randi could see the desperation in his eyes. This time three successive shots fired. "Shit!" Randi lay on the floor thinking that every son of a bitching story she had ever heard about shock and adrenaline taking away the pain of a shooting was a complete and utter bullshit lie. She imagined that she heard and felt the ripping of skin and muscle and felt the bullet make its way through her, clearing a path of blood and tissue as it went. "Stanton! You alive?" Leasom was kneeling over her a few minutes later and she blinked a few times, considering telling him to fuck off. She was breathing, her eyes were open. What the hell did he think? "OK look. You took one to the shoulder, one to the vest. Med is coming in right now and we will get you loaded up and taken care of." It seemed to be coming from a long way off, but she could hear the voices of other officers, entering the area and firing off orders rapidly. "Leasom? You didn't get hit? What about the second guy. Where is he?" She struggled to sit up but the movement caused her stomach to roll when new pain shot through her shoulder and chest. The arm wouldn't hold her weight and she sank back to the ground cursing in frustration. "Lay still and stop trying to be a hero Stanton. HEY! Get your asses over here with that gurney let's go! We've got one of ours hurt here!" A firm hand held her down but Randi was finished trying to sit up. She stared up at Leasom waiting for an answer to her question. She never got it. As soon as the store owner had been loaded a second crew of paramedics came for her. She had repeated her question two more times but Leasom was able to avoid answering each time. The paramedics had shoved him aside and were working on her uniform shirt trying to remove it and the vest. A Lieutenant grabbed Leasom and demanded the run down on what happened as they lifted her onto the gurney. The pain caused bright spots to dance in front of her and her vision blurred with tears of pain. She closed them tight and refused to give in to the tears as she felt herself being wheeled back into the sunshine. Now that the adrenaline was wearing off, both arms felt a little weak and she wasn't sure she wanted to be left alone. The paramedics were firing off questions but she suddenly didn't have the energy to answer them. Panic was setting in. Why do they keep asking stupid ass questions? Just make the pain STOP! That's all I need really. Just when she thought she would have to break down and scream she heard the most beautiful sound in the world. It was Kat, shoving her way into the back of the ambulance demanding to know what had happened. In no time short she found her hand in a strong but reassuring grip while Kat answered the questions about her allergies and drug reactions the best she could. As soon as that was done she began a few questions of her own and made it clear she wanted answers fast. "Why isn't she on an IV yet? Get a damn needle in that arm. How bad is it? Is she breathing OK? No puncture in the chest right?" Randi managed to open her eyes and wished she hadn't. Kat's face was very tight with emotion, she could see the fear in her eyes even if she wouldn't let anyone else see it. "Yeah we're working on it OK Officer? She's breathing fine. Just step out the back and we will get her on the way to the hospital soon." The paramedic found himself being stared down by one determined and icy set of blue eyes. Randi tightened her grip on Kat's hand. She didn't want to be alone yet. Kat nodded toward her and reached out to pull the second paramedic closer while his partner worked on putting the IV needle into Randi's hand. She never raised her voice above a whisper but the point was received clearly. Randi would have smiled in satisfaction if her damn shoulder wasn't throbbing so hard. She watched the paramedic grow pale and nod a few times as her partner let him know in no uncertain terms that she was going no where. "Oh, uh sorry Captain. Of course someone is allowed to ride with the patient. Uh yeah, I'll just go call ahead to the ER nurse on the radio and let her know we are en-route. Carl? Got that IV? OK we are taking off then, the Captain is riding along." He made his escape to the front as quick as he could and Kat returned to Randi's side as the second paramedic began to cut her undershirt from her. He never looked up from his work just nodded as he spoke. "Took you long enough to set him straight Kat. Special case we got here huh? She's stable on her vitals so far so just hang tight while we get her in." While he talked he probed Randi's chest and side where the bullet struck her vest, gaining a new round of painful curses from his patient. "Hmm, possibly bruised or cracked ribs there but no puncture and no sign of lung puncture either. Let me get her some pain drip started after I report in to the hospital. Be right back." As the ambulance started moving he moved back to the front and took over the radio, repeating the vitals and injuries for the ER nurse. Kat just nodded his direction as she leaned closer to Randi, making her own inspection of the injures. Only one heard the soft reply, but she was the only one that counted. "Yeah Carl, a real special case this time." Randi managed a smile at that. "Hey Kat?" She didn't have to finish the question, Kat already knew what she wanted. "One to the chest, the coroner is picking him up soon. You did good in there, damn good. We'll talk about it later though. You concentrate on getting you better." The bumpy ride was making Randi's head swim again. Kat had leaned closer and was about to speak. She could see it in those blue eyes. Damn! Don't let me pass out yet. Not yet. I don't want to miss this. She gritted her teeth against the pain and fought hard against the blackness. "You know I love you right Ran? I'll be here with you, I won't go anywhere I promise." Those words were enough and she let the darkness wash over her until the pain was gone. The paramedic returned and added something to help with the pain. Once they arrived at the ER Kat was true to her word. She paced anxiously outside surgery while the bullet fragments were removed, and planted herself in a chair next to her bed where she stayed through the night until Randi woke. she made sure no one came in to wake her up or disturb her rest although quite a few from the department decided to hang out in the waiting room until she woke up. Kat looked awful. Probably as bad as Randi felt. When she first opened her eyes she wasn't sure where she was but then the reality of the bandaging on her shoulder and the tight wrap around her middle set it and yesterdays events came crashing back. Glancing over cautiously she smiled to see Kat leaned against the side of the chair, dozing lightly. The movement from the bed woke her and she sat up abruptly. Kat was relieved to see those green eyes looking brighter then the day before. She took the smaller hand in hers and started a head to toe inspection, asking if each part hurt as she pointed to it. Randi endured the questioning patiently, knowing that Kat would not be satisfied until she answered. Satisfied that the majority of the pain had been taken care of Kat sat back to wait while the nurses took over and assured themselves that Randi was fully awake and her vitals stable. When they were alone again she moved the chair closer and prepared to listen to the story Randi so desperately needed to share. She remembered her first shooting, it had left a long impression on her and she knew Randi was feeling a barrage of emotions from guilt to relief. She smiled a little when she saw the familiar stubborn glint in Randi's eye. So the little one thought she would just keep it all inside and not deal with it. She would see about that. "We will be here for at least another day, and you will be down for several more after that. And there are quite a few friends waiting outside to see you, which won't happen until you tell me all about what you are thinking. So, I am in no hurry and I'm not leaving until you talk about it Ran." Randi lay there thinking for a few minutes. She wasn't sure where to start. She really didn't want to think about it yet but she also knew Kat meant what she said. She would sit there for days until she got what she wanted and what she knew Randi needed. In the back of her mind she had an amusing mental picture of Kat herding everyone into a group in the waiting room and ordering them to stay put until she talked. Slowly she started recalling the whole event, her voice a little shaky when she reached the part of the shooting. Kat just listened and never interrupted, squeezing her hand a little tighter when she faltered, giving her the strength to finish the whole tale. She had to admit it felt a little better to talk about it, and to share it with someone who had been in similar situations. Kat's answer was direct but caring, so like her Kat. "You did what you had to do. No more and no less. It isn't an easy decision we make but sometimes we don't have a choice. You and your partner came out alive. Focus on that and the rest we can deal with slowly. No one should be able to take a life without some guilt, but it can't consume you either." Randi let a few tears leak out when she felt a hand stroking her cheek gently. "So what happens from here? Another investigation?" Her voice was barely a whisper, she didn't trust herself to speak any louder just yet or the tears might take over completely. "There will be a short one just like any Officer involved shooting. You will be cleared with no problems. Not only did the first suspect give a statement, there is one from Cpl Leasom, and because the business safe was in the area, the store actually had video. It won't leave any unanswered questions to draw things out even though I already know it happened just like you said it did." Randi smiled gratefully at Kat's assurance in the trust between them. Her smile turned to a frown quickly though. "And then after a few visits with the department shrink and plenty of light duty time to heal, you'll be back on the streets." "Shrink? I'm not crazy I don't need one of those." A raised eyebrow was the immediate response, not that Randi had expected any less. "You'll see her anyway. Department policy, but if it makes it any easier to swallow, you can consider it MY policy." The answer was so typically Kat that Randi couldn't help the snort of laughter that escaped, but she quelled it quickly when an answering stab of pain shot through her side. "What do they think I'd go an hurt myself or something? I'm not planning to go anywhere yet. I thought I'd stay here with you for a few more years Kat." Her grin faded when she saw the serious glint that creeped into Kat's eyes with her statement. Following Kat's gaze she looked down to find a ring box balanced precariously on her bandaged arm. "I was thinking of making it a little more permanent arrangement that just a few years little one." ____****____  Part 15: Just this once, Randi thought wryly, I get my way. She had insisted that the ceremony be to her specifications, and full police uniforms. There was no one who could change her mind either, not that any tried. Standing silently at attention, her uniform pressed to razor sharp creases and her boots shining like twin mirrors she waited for her love to come to her. All eyes were on her when Kat came in sight. They expected her to break down, be emotional, anything. But Randi just stood tall and silent. She had matured a lot since that first day they met. She wore her Sergeants stripes proudly, she had worked hard to earn them, becoming the youngest Sergeant ever in the department's history. She had blossomed, with the guidance and support from Kat, into a well disciplined officer, no longer a young and impulsive rookie. She used that discipline now, keeping her face free of emotion and drawing on it to get her through the next forty-five minutes. As Kat passed by, over one hundred sets of white gloves lifted silently in salute. When she drew closer, Randi was the last one to approach. The bagpipes played Amazing Grace as she too saluted Major Katherine Gray one last time. The pallbearers gently lowered the flag draped casket and prepared for a final goodbye as the Honor Guard made their Ceremonial Salute and paraded before the casket. Randi knew Kat would have strangled her for all this ceremony and fuss but she didn't care. Five long years they were married, and she knew Kat's wants and needs as intimately as her own. Just this once though, she ignored what Kat would have wanted. There were so many here that loved and respected her, and she wanted them here to show it. She wanted to honor Kat, her love and her mentor, with a hero’ s burial. When they brought her the news she was beside herself with rage and denial. Together Kat and Randi fought a long two year Federal Court battle when Dimante attempted to sue the department over his firing, and found himself charged criminally with numerous counts of theft and tampering with evidence. Kat was in and out of Court hearings numerous times, and Randi had been dragged into it as well. Kat was just recently been promoted to Major, and was called in to meet with Dimante and his attorney, the Department’s attorney, as well as the prosecutor handling the criminal cases. Dimante had decided he wanted to cut a deal and save himself. No one expected Dimante to be brave enough to try something as stupid as taking a hostage that day. Somehow, he found the courage inside that worthless soul of his to try, and he nearly succeeded. Kat offered herself in place of the others and it was too good for Dimante to pass up. The hostage negotiators never got a chance to talk him down, they weren't alone five minutes when he lost control of his sanity and his anger. They told her Kat had tried to fight him, it didn't surprise her any, her Kat wouldn’t have given in to Dimante ever. Alone in a room with an armed man who was holding one woman around the throat, there had been little Kat could do to help except draw Dimante’s anger to her and away from his victim. When Randi arrived on the scene she knew what had happened as soon as they blocked her from entering. She felt the cold reality of it wash over her as she stood there outside. It still came as a blow as she listened to the scene commander explain that Kat had taken a shot to the neck, and one to the head, the second killing her almost instantly. So many years of wearing that vest daily hadn't helped her this time. Randi had to be restrained from entering the building, she was intent on killing Dimante. Her rage only doubled when she found out she would be denied that pleasure. Somewhere Dimante had found the courage to turn the gun on himself after he finished with Kat. The others had all escaped unharmed, although they credited that to Kat’s sacrifice. Randi had never wanted so badly to blur the line and take matters in her own hands, she should have known the bastard would have taken that option from her. Her stance never wavered as she watched the casket being lowered. She was surprised, and deeply honored when they presented the crisply folded flag to her. Somehow she managed to stay upright and silent, never flinching as the twenty-one gun salute sounded its final tribute to a fallen officer and comrade. Her hand shook only a little as she saluted one last time, every hand present joining her. She stayed that way as Taps echoed across the soft spring grass, until the last haunting note of the bagpipes had faded. Randi kept her face blank as she shook hands with every one of the friends and co-workers who had come to say goodbye. When at least they were all gone, she spent a few minutes alone one last time with her Kat. She knelt beside the mound of fresh dirt, fingering the ring Kat had given her and said her good-byes quietly. Crumbling a little dirt between her fingers she watched it fall and strike the top of the casket and the finality of it hit her like a sudden wave of intense heat. She stayed there until the dizziness of it passed before she stood and replaced her hat, mechanically pulling it low and straight before turning and marching silently to where several of their friends waited for her by the limousine. When at last they left her alone in the house, she sat in the silence of their bedroom fingering the delicate band once again. She used every last bit of her energy to make it through the last few days and the funeral, now she didn't know how to go on alone. She didn't know for sure if she wanted to, but deep inside she knew Kat expected it. Expected her to maintain control of her life and keep herself going. Damnit Kat never taught her how to do that alone. It was the one lesson she never learned. Here in the silence, she felt Kat all around her and gave in at last to her tears. Over and over she pounded the pillow where her Kat had slept so many nights beside her, demanding to know why. Why had she left her? ____****____  Part 16: When Randi woke her pillow was wet with tears once again. She attempted to strike out at the empty spot beside her out of sheer frustration but found her arms wouldn't move. Panic set in and she struggled momentarily against the larger form holding her down. "Give up the fight Randi, I'm here with you. Right here." A hand stroked her cheek gently and she let her body go limp. Slowly she drew a ragged breath and hoping against hope she opened her eyes. That face was the most beautiful sight her green eyes had ever beheld. She wrapped herself around Kat as tight as possible and sobbed her relief. Kat tightened her own hold in response and held her until the shaking subsided. "Easy now, it was just the dream again. I'm right here with you Randi, no one could take me away." It was only two weeks ago that Kat had been promoted again to Major and they were first visited by their old friend Dimante. His lawsuit had been dismissed by the Judge shortly after it was filed. The department held more then enough evidence to charge him criminally and the civil courts would not even entertain his motion for reinstatement. The harassing phone calls to the house and office had started immediately and there were at least three a day for each of them. His fury stayed directed at Kat and Randi both and they found him waiting outside the house one evening when they returned from dinner. Randi called the department for a unit to respond as soon as Kat parked the bike. Kat was furious that he would invade the peace of their home and Randi wasn't sure she would be able to control her anger. Dimante looked like shit. His clothes were dirty, he hadn't shaved in awhile, and his hair was uncombed and sticking up wildly like he just left the bed. They could smell the alcohol on him from several feet away and his eyes were red and blood-shot like he hasn't slept in days. Randi circled around to the side warily as he and Kat exchanged a barrage of insults. She was relieved to see one of the department cars approaching when Dimante unexpectedly pulled a weapon. Randi held herself in check and waited, making silent eye contact with Kat. They understood each other with just a glance and both women began to exchange accusations and insults with him in an attempt to split his attention. The uniformed officers saw the situation and immediately took up positions beside their unit with weapons drawn, calling for backup and ordering Dimante to drop his own weapon. He refused and ignored them. They were unable to get a good shot because he side stepped constantly to keep either Randi or Kat in their line of fire. For the moment he kept the gun leveled on Kat with unsteady hands, the majority of his fury directed at her. "You just had to have me branded a coward didn't you bitch? One officer dies and you get hurt because you weren't GOOD enough to beat the guy and you hold my career back for good!" "That’s right Dimante, you were a coward from the day you first put on a uniform and no one needed me to say a word, they knew." "NO! That's not right! It didn't go down that way cunt. YOU and that sniveling idiot should have just backed off with me and waited for someone else to come along. Hostage negotiations something. And you're gonna tell em that! You're gonna get me re-instated or I will fucking kill you and this little cunt you took in too." Kat's eyes narrowed dangerously when Dimante directed his threats toward Randi. Her face broke into a gruesome smile that would have made a sane man back away quick. Randi tried her best to distract him before he lost control and fired. "And I guess you didn't chicken out on that domestic either huh Dimante? Or are you just angry cause you figured out all that cock sucking you did around the department wasn't enough to save your ass or your career?" "Fucking little bitch that’s it! I should have put one of these in your head the night you kicked me in the balls!" Those words were enough and Dimante focused his aim and his glare on Randi just long enough for them to make their move. The next few seconds were a blur as both women reacted before Dimante had time swing the gun around and fire. The shot caused Randi's ears to ring as it went off right next to her head. She had grabbed Dimante by the wrist and twisted upwards, and the shot went harmlessly into the air. Her knee found Dimante's groin once again and she smiled with satisfaction at the resulting grunt of pain. She still grappled for control of the gun though and he held tight, determined to fire once more now that the gun was pointed directly at her. His grip loosened suddenly and Randi was able to rip the gun away. She motioned for the other officers to advance but Kat refused to let go. She fell to the ground with Dimante and for a terrifying moment Randi thought she was hurt and dropped to her knees beside them while calling Kat's name frantically. Kat was still wearing that smile as she leaned closer to whisper in Dimante's ear. "I always hoped you would give me a reason to gut you like the bastard you are. You made your last mistake coming here and threatening my family Dimante. See you in hell." Randi just watched, speechless while Kat pulled her boot knife from Dimante's side as he slumped and grew still. The ground beside them was covered in blood that poured from the wound but already it was slowing, Dimante wouldn't live to regret today. Kat nodded to the officers and handed them her knife, that grisly smile never leaving her face. They both stood a little uneasily until finally Randi stood and stepped forward. Taking the knife she handed it to the nearest officer and instructed the other to contact the department and advise them of the situation. That got them moving finally and soon the street was filled with police cars and news crews. She could tell Kat was tense with emotion. Oh how her Kat hated to show emotion in public. She was dying to wrap her own arms around her but it would be several hours before they were able to be alone again. The body was finally photographed and all the proper interviews and statements taken so they could go back inside. Randi was relieved to have it gone from their yard. She wasn't surprised that Kat was willing to kill to protect her; she just couldn't shake the mental picture of how close she had come to losing her Kat. Finally they were alone and Kat drew her close for a kiss. It was hard and demanding and when Kat released her lips, they were swollen and bleeding slightly from the force of it. There was a dangerous glint in her eyes and she pulled away suddenly, afraid of hurting Randi more then she intended. For days she held back physically, afraid she would hurt Randi too badly with the fury she felt inside. It was then that the nightmares began. They didn't come every night, but when they did they were vivid and realistic for Randi. She would wake up fighting or crying and sometimes, like tonight, it was both. "You know I thought it was my job to put red marks on you, not the other way around. And I at least have the decency not to use my fists." "Well you should have the decency to stop dying over and over in my dreams then and I wouldn't wake up so damned angry." Randi managed a half smile now that she was fully awake and the dream was fading away. She shared the details with Kat now, down to the gold buttons on her dress uniform as they closed the casket. She had missed Kat's firm touch; she was worried that somehow their love was fading when Kat wouldn't open up to her. She didn't know why Kat had been so distant the last few weeks; they both were relieved that there would be no more Dimante to worry about. They had talked about it at great length, and neither of them regretted what Kat did. Randi would have done the same to protect Kat. Since that night though, Kat had hardly touched her, much less shown the old tough spank you when I want to Kat she loved so much. She needed that re-assurance now that she hadn't lost her. Kat was also thinking how long it had been since she had Randi naked and squirming under her touch. Her fears of losing Randi had been just as great that night; the killing wasn't enough to satisfy her rage. She wasn't sure if Randi was ready for that fury to be released in her lust, the nightmares had gotten progressively worse and she thought somehow she was the cause. She had struggled to keep her desire at bay and give Randi the tenderness she thought she needed. Randi couldn't have disagreed more and decided a few hints might be in order to straighten Kat's mind out. "Besides, I don't have any red marks on me. That’s a nice one you have on your cheek though." Her eyes took on a well recognized I dare you glint and Kat felt that familiar darkness rising inside to meet the challenge. "Maybe I should show you just who marks who around here then and wear you out enough we can both sleep through the night for a change." Leaning closer she grasped Randi's nipple between two fingers and gave it a sharp twist. She whispered,” and we will see who wears the red when we are done my little one." Her fingers trailed lower and the wetness she found told her Randi was more then ready for her. But she would take her time, it had too long since she used her belt on this one and painted that soft skin a glorious red. They would make this a night to remember, and the nightmares something to forget. "When I'm done, you'll have my proof from here," Her fingers rolled the nipple between them for a moment before squeezing hard again, gaining a gasp of mingled pain and pleasure from Randi. "To here," fingernails trailed across those unblemished and untouched cheeks bringing goose bumps across Randi's skin. "that I am here, and I'm not going anywhere anytime soon." "Besides, I owe you one hell of a spanking for even attempting to put on such a circus of a funeral, even in your dreams." Randi started to laugh then but it ended in a moan of pleasure when she was pulled towards the edge of the bed where Kat sat waiting for her to take her place over those strong thighs. The End of Thin Blue Line -- by Kaie
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