Yesterday, Beatrice left the house ten minutes after fucking Scott into unconsciousness. She is now at the precinct, talking to some of her friends about it. They both giggle as she tells them about how she got him to let her ride his dick. "Oh my god! I just can't believe it!" Carla says. "You said you would plant drugs at his house if he didn't fuck you?" Beatrice just nods and giggles too, making her friend give her a high five. "Bravo! You did really well. Is he addicted to your pussy now or do you need more time to break him completely? You got to make Scott so addicted he can't live without your cunt."
She talks to her and Christine for some more time before they each have to go back to their desks to continue working and avoid getting into trouble. Beatrice can't keep a smile off her face as she sits there thinking about how good it felt to see Scott succumbing to her very experienced pussy as she bounced up and down on his cock. He has started to embrace his place as her slut now. She only have to push him a little bit more. It won't take long before Scott is completely pussywhipped and unable to even think of leaving her.
A few minutes later, there is a dispatch call saying that there are three gunmen holding some people in the back four blocks away hostage, trying to get a lot of money from inside the vault. This snaps her out of her thoughts about Scott. She is soon going to get her bulletproof vest on and dashing out of the station, not waiting for anyone else. The young cop gets into her car and drives three blocks before parking and getting out of the vehicle. Beatrice decides she will walk the rest of the way there so the bank robbers wouldn't know she is coming. It would give her the advantage of surprise.
She runs up to the back and stops by a corner, peering inside. There are three armed men wearing ski masks standing in the middle of the bank, with twenty hostages lying on their stomachs, with their hands on the back of their heads. Beatrice looks around to make sure that there really are only three of them and unholsters her Glock 19. She then checks that it is fully loaded and takes deep breaths. This will be the first time she fire at someone and she has to make sure she can keep her hands steady enough. Many lives are depending on her right now.
Once her hands are steady, she kicks in the door, storming the bank by herself. The robbers are caught completely off guard by her arrival. Before they have any time to react, she shoots the first one a couple of times in the chest and then fires more rounds at the second, killing both instantly. The remaining guy turns to shoot at her but is too slow as she squeezes the trigger and sends two bullets into his stomach. Within ten seconds, she has killed all three of the robbers, all by herself. Her heart is still beating at a hundred miles per hour, even though she knows it's safe now.
"You guys are safe to now," the blonde police officer says to all the hostages and then quickly calls it in to say that she's dealt with the crisis already. "I shot all three of them," she reports. The cop never realized she would actually end up having to use her weapon so soon in her career, right from near the very beginning of it. Eventually, she is able to bring her heart rate down as a group of other officers arrive on scene to take a look at what happened. They all congratulate her for her courage in storming the bank by herself.
After going back to the station to write a report, she decides to go and check in on Scott, and see how he's doing after she fucked him senseless yesterday. She is worried she might have broken him completely and left him comatose from the fucking she inflicted on him. It is a short trip to get to his house and she parts right across the street. It is a Sunday and since he still doesn't go out much, he should probably be home at this hour. The young policewoman just knocks and wait on the front porch. It is only about two minutes before he is hurrying over to open the door for her.
She is surprised to see the usually tidy man in a state of disarray, and even more so when he hugs her tightly and refuses to let go. "I know my pussy is excellent but you are making it way too easy," she teases. "It's okay. I still love you even if you are a whore." Then she gasps once she realizes what she said, and so does Scott. He stops hugging and looks at Beatrice as she begins to fidget nervously, in a way that is really unlike her. Not once did he ever see her behave this way before, not even when he refused to be one of her sex buddies.
"I am only a slut for you, not a whore. I only say I'm a whore during sex to turn you on," he corrects. "I heard you were involved in a bank robbery. Are you okay? Why didn't you wait for back up? The news reporter said you went there by yourself! You could have been killed Beatrice!" He quickly looks all over to make sure she isn't wounded, making her smirk. "Why are you smiling at me like that? Do you think it's funny? I was so worried about you. Nearly choked on the fish when I was watching the TV."
"It's not funny, darling. It's cute. I love how adorable you are being. You are so cute worrying about me like that," she says as she kisses his forehead gently. "I killed all three robbers and saved all the hostages on my own. Do you think I deserve some kind of reward for that? Like, I don't know, getting fucked by the man I love?" She isn't going to hide her feelings from him anymore. From now on she'll go all out. Scott blushes but nods. This time she doesn't have to say anything to pressure him into it. He is becoming so much more acquiescent, she thinks as she sneakily grabs and squeezes his balls, rubbing them hard through the pants. Scott gasps from the touch and Beatrice continues lewdly fondling his balls.
It is only now that Scott realizes how he is in love with her too. Seeing her alive and well lets him know that he's fallen for her now. Her pussy is so powerful she fucked him into loving her. "You deserve to get fucked whenever you want, baby. I love you too and I am going to fuck you now," he says to her as he leads her to his bedroom. She quickly strips off her uniform and lies down on the bed naked. Her man also removes his own clothes, then moves down to kiss the hairy bush above her genitals. "Your pussy juices is the best tasting thing I ever drank. It turns me on so much," he tells her as he laps at the nectar flowing out of her cunt. "I love when you fill my mouth with it. It reminds me that I'm just your slutty cunt-licker."
Beatrice is surprised how whorish Scott acts now and feels very delighted with the progress. His tongue enters her and he eats her out, sucking her pussy hard. "You are my slut, baby, and I love you. Eat me some more. I want to squirt on your face," she moans, fucking up at his slutty fuck face. "I want other women to smell my cunt on your face, so they know that you are my little whore." Her pussy smears the clear, sticky fluid all over him, marking Scott with her spicy scent. "Tell me how much you like the taste of my cunt juices, Scott."
