*Chapter 5- Hymn 43*
(Warning: Heavy Themes of Mind break and N*n-C*ns*nt)
A woman in ecstacy. Men ravaging her body. Sweat, cum, drool and an extended hand.
Reilly woke up suddenly, gasping for air and covered in sweat. As if on cue Martina, and the slave who’s name she had finally learned: Henry, immediately woke up and began massaging her. Attempting to take away her stress, and soothe her back into sleep they rubbed her shoulders and her feet, knowing exactly where to move and how to please her. Admittedly, she could get used to this. Though she had no idea how to deal with the amount of slaves other officers had. Watson himself had 17, while Laine had apparently had 30. Maybe she’d have them get part time jobs so she could afford a better apartment.
Thinking of Laine was a mistake, Reilly couldn’t go back to sleep now. Henry got up to make her breakfast, and Martina followed her to the shower. Martina poured soap on her body, and rubbed her self against Reilly to help wash her. Martina fingers were heavenly, dancing across her clit and pussy, trailing up to her nipples and breasts. Reilly had never even considered shower sex before, but now she understood it.
It had been a couple days since Laine had resigned. The captain of the force in Reilly’s district had scheduled a meeting for today, to explain what the plan was for dealing with Calvin Thomas and the *Midnite Vienna*. Her name was Captain Tanny Peters, and Reilly had seen her once at her graduation ceremony. She was incredibly intimidating.
Watson had told her that they would probably be bringing in State level telepaths. “State level?” Reilly had questioned. She had heard the terms before, but never really fully looked into the system.
“Yea, rogue telepaths are measured based on how much influence they theoretically could have if left unchecked, and the task force rates our officers based on how they can react to those threats.” Watson was as helpful as ever, and had even given her a chart.
Street level telepaths were new ones who sometimes couldn’t even break a mind, and probably didn’t even realize what they were doing. Just punks who accidentally hypnotized their coworkers, and enslaved victims around them.
City level were actual threats, breaking politicians and police officers for personal gain. They could take over enture groups of people and harass innocents. Reilly and the rest of the task force were also considered City level.
State level had ability to threaten multiple cities worth of people, as well as the government of the state as a whole. Many state level telepaths worked to protect politicians and minor celebrities. The captain of Reilly’s force was considered state level.
National level telepaths have the ability to threaten the federal government, and the presidency itself.
International telepaths could threaten multiple governments, or work to protect and organize governments across a region of the globe.
Global telepaths are the leaders of the task force, and the most dangerous rogues to be faced. Global telepthas rarely fought each other, and more commonly placed in the same city as a rogue counterpart in order to create a stalemate.
It was simple enough, but it made the job much more intimidating. It was impossible to tell how strong a telepath was until they broke another telepath, so any situation the task force jumped into was done fully blind. Reilly understood why Laine had wanted her to abandon the formal training. There was no time to research a target when innocents minds were at stake, and you never knew what you were getting into.
After a delicious breakfast, Reilly kissed Henry and Martina goodbye and drove to the station. The station was as solemn as one would expect. Laine has been a respected Officer, and losing any officer always hurt the force. Watson was at his desk, and Reilly’s new desk was placed next to it. She sat down, putting her purse underneath it.
Watson looked over at her. “How you holding up?”
Reilly shrugged “As well as anyone I guess. I’ve already had someone close to me be enslaved, so it still hurts, but at least the pain is familiar”
Watson nodded “You don’t want to get too familiar. These last six months have made it really difficult. But now….” He pointed at the wanted poster for Calvin Thomas “We know who the bastard is, and the state level guys will help us get this man on his knees”
Reilly smiled. “Are you hoping you’re the one who does it”
Watson chuckled “You have no idea. I’m sure that no matter who breaks him though, they’ll be letting everyone at the station take a crack at him, just to let everyone get their anger out and humiliate the fucker”
A week ago this would have been a strange concept to Reilly, but strangely she agreed with it now. Even she wanted to sit on Calvin’s face, grind him down so he knew how weak he was. She shook her head and clapped her hands to her cheeks. She still wasn’t entirely use to being this horny all the time.
More and more officers were gathering in the room, all sitting down at their desks. Most of them were out on patrol when she was in, so she saw alot of faces she didn’t recognize. Roughly 30 officers were in the room once most of the desks were full. She had to hand it to Jesse, being able to come up with this many different outfits and costumes for the whole station seemed like a difficult task. Leather, jeans, skirts, short shorts, crop tops, shirtless, pantless, all manner of dress and formality.
A woman walked in, and all eyes in the room went to her. She was older, probably in her mid to late 40s. Her hair was a steel gray, but her face still looked remarkably young. The crows feet by her eyes only enhanced this attractiveness. Her clothes were normal in comparison to the circus that was the rest of the room. She wore a black pencil skirt suit, with the only oddity being how tightly it clung to her body. All of her sizeable curves were on display, and her body had a visible bounce to it with every step.
She stopped at the front of the room, and the lights dimmed. A projector turned on, showing the face of Calvin Thomas.
Captain Peters cleared her throat. “Welcome everyone, as you all know we are now beginning a joint operation with the State Level telepaths in order to catch the rogue target. Since most of our force is only City Level, and Calvin Thomas has been newly label’s as State, we have been charged with laying the ground work instead of direct assault.” The next slide showed a chart, labeled: Prevention, Investigation, Consolidation, and Initiation.
Peters continued “Group One will be in charge of Prevention. Their goal will be to prepare for the evacuation of the area surrounding the *Midnite Vienna*, and to make sure no more civilians or officers are enslaved. Group Two will be tasked with Investigation. They will be focused on finding out any information they can on Calvin Thomas, and any affiliation he may have with other Rogue Psychic organizations. Group Three is heading the consolidation of all of this information, and the information we’ve already collected over the past six months. Finally, Group Four will help the State level telepaths become initiated into the area, as well as receiving all the information we collect in the coming days. All Officers will have their assignments emailed to them. Everyone is now dismissed, aside from Officers Pinder and Watson.”
Reilly felt her stomach drop. The idea of talking to the Captain made her nervous. The woman looked like she would throw her out a window for breathing too loud. She reluctantly followed Watson to the front of the room, where the captain was waiting. She nodded to them. “Follow me”.
Reilly felt herself sweating in her leather suit as she followed the captain and Watson. She felt the need to make a good first impression, and tried to look as calm as possible.
They reached the captain’s office, and once inside the captain closed all the blinds. Captain Peters then sighed heavily, and unbuttoned her suit jacket. She also unbuttoned the top three buttons of her dress shirt, unleashing the deepest cleavage Reilly had ever seen. The captain sat down onto the chair, seemingly exhausted.
“I absolutely despise it when the state level telepaths are around, they want all of us Captains to be all stoic and serious.” She lit a cigarette and took a very long drag off of it. “Now, you two will have special assignments under Group Two”
Reilly was left somewhat speechless by the display in front of her. It made sense that the Captain would have to act extra serious at public events, but this was unexpected.
The captain continued “Watson, you’ll be in charge of keeping track of Calvin Thomas. You’ll be given five officers to help you watch his every move. I want daily routines, when he’s home, when he’s at the *Midinite Vienna*, when he’s eating breakfast, anything and everything.”
Watson nodded “Understood. I’ll have some of my slaves get the proper equipment together”
The captain gave him a thumbs up “Fantastic. And as for you Officer Pinder…” Reillys heart stopped as the captain looked her up and down “Your job was going to be meant for Watson, but you took the initiative of acquiring that niche”
Reilly tried to speak evenly “Yes, the one that let’s me take the slaves of others”
The captain chuckled and took another drag off the cigarette “Breathe kid, I only pretend to be intimidating. In reality I’m the kindest mother figure you’ve ever met”
Watson smiled “She even made cookies for the forces Christmas party”
Reilly let out a sigh and gave a thumbs up “Got it, just adjusting from the presentation you to the actual you”
The captain smiled warmly and continued “Now like I was saying, your niche is important to your mission. You’re going to infiltrate the local Rogue Psychix hideout.”
Reilly was nervous for a completely different reason now. Rogue Psychix was the counterpart to the Task Force, and was able to match them blow for blow in most operations. Dealing with them was normally left to the national and international telepaths.
The captain stood up and stretched “I want to know if Calvin Thomas has any connections to them. If he does, we to be ready for any reinforcements when we move to take him down. It will also help us if they have any information on his past. Since Rogue Psychix I’d a little above your pay grade, you’ll be working with State level Agent Mitchell. She’ll meet you down in the parking lot.”
Reilly spoke “Got it Ma’am, I’ll get everything you need”
The captain smiled and sat back down “Good, im glad to hear it. Both of you…be careful. This man, I think he may be more trouble then we think”
Watson raised an eyebrow “What do you mean?”
The captain leaned back in her chair, staring at the ceiling. “Rogue telepaths try to stay underground as long as possible, because once they get on our radar, we start hunting them down. Even if they’re global level, we still send someone to keep them from enacting any plans. To act like this at just a city level…he’s either incredibly arrogant, or there’s something we don’t know”
The room was quiet for a moment. The captain shook her head and smiled. “But thats just me rambling, you two are dismissed. Good luck out there, let’s get this motherfucker.”
Reilly and Watson left the captain’s office. Watson smiled “She knows how to subvert expectations doesn’t she?”
Reilly laughed and grabbed her head “I thought she was all orders and rules, but…” Reilly shrugged “Do she and Jesse go on smoke breaks together?”
Watson laughed “A few years ago they did, they used to be a couple. Then Jesse slept around with a couple men and a few women, and they haven’t really talked since.”
Reilly frowned. She didn’t realize Jesse was that type of person. They arrived at the parking lot, and Reilly was surprised to see the five Officers, and several slaves already waiting for Watson.
“You work quick” Reilly observed
“Yea, that’s the benefit of having slaves on stand-by at the office, everything’s ready by the time the meeting has ended.” Watson smiled and waved as he got into his car. “Good luck out there, let’s get that bastard”
Reilly waved back, and felt a tapping on her shoulder. She turned around, and didn’t see anyone. Then she looked down, and a foot below her chin was a woman looking up at her. Bottom heavy, with a smaller chest, she was the textbook definition of short stack. “Im Agent Lily Hammond, I assume you’re Officer Reilly Pinder?”
Her voice was higher pitched then Reilly was expecting, and it took everything in her power to not hug thus adorable woman. She was took cute goddamnit.
“Y-yes, that’s me” Reilly smiled
Agent Hammond nodded “Good, let’s get going. I want to see this niche of yours in action.”
Reilly followed her to an all black svu, laughing to herself about how cliche the vehicle was. When she sat in the passenger seat, it was almost impossible to not laugh at the several books used to give Hammond the height necessary for driving.
Hammond started the car, and they drive off, Reilly happy to be working with her.
—-At the *Midinite Vienna*——
Calvin Thomas leaned into his couch, smiling at the ceiling. He held a phone to his ear, listening to the caller on the other side. Former offcier Laine, now dressed in cow print lingerie, grinding against his crotch while pinching her nipples, pouring small streams of milk into shot glasses.
“Oh? The state level agents will be arriving? Good to know. Looks like my plan will finally be moving to the next level. Now keep an eye on that Officer Pinder, we don’t need her stealing any of my wonderful toys afterall, especially not you, my sweet little rosebud.” He hung up the phone and pet Laine’s hair. “Soon all of your task force friends will be mine as well, isn’t that great?”
Laine nodded happily “Yes master, I can’t wait to see you fuck them all stupid just like me”
“Good girl, now let’s unveil those new Mommy Milk Vodka shots. I’m sure all of the customers will love them.”
End of Chapter 5
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