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When Sumin showed up at her assigned trooper station, you could tell she was easily noticed. The women working there all looked at her with jealousy and disgust, and all the guys just drooled and stared at her up and down, specifically at her nipples half-showing and her ass hanging out of her small gym shorts. A majority of the men were all white, with a very small amount of POC.
Her boss, Captain Brookes had shown her around the station, at an oddly slow pace, and he had definitely enjoyed the view of Sumin's ass from behind, and he could even clearly see her pantylines which outlined how nice and round her ass is. He then showed her to her duty vehicle, a newer model Chevrolet Tahoe. The license plate seemed odd to Sumin however, it read 'ASNBWCSLT' on both front and back plates. Completely unaware that it read 'Asian Big White Cock Slut, Sumin just thought 'I don't remember learning that government plates were like that,' and she didn't give it any more thought than that. Of course, government plates weren't like that; someone in the station thought that she would catch on and it would be changed back to a standard government plate, but of course, this never happened.
Captain Brookes then had a trooper working in the armory issue Sumin her equipment, firearm, handcuffs, uniform, etc, and then she went down to the locker rooms to quickly get change before the daily briefing had started. She rushed and struggled a fair bit with getting her own uniform done, so she had to literally write the order of what she needed to put on. 'Pants, undershirt, boots, shirt, belt, equipment.' All that she was left with was just her small gym shorts, so she threw only that into her locker. However, she had noticed a creamy looking 'substance' in her locker, which now had saturated her gym shorts. 'What the fuck? Is this cum? Did someone really shoot their load a few times into my locker?' She thought to herself.
She then noticed a small printed picture inside. It was a WMAF porn picture, with a small Asian girl taking a facial from a BWC in her hand. Sumin thought this was hot, and that combined with the cum in her locker had definitely turned her on. She could feel her pussy become ever-so-slightly damp, and she had no choice but to give it a little touch. "OH SHIT! I can't be fucking around like this," Sumin suddenly exclaimed once she had looked at the time, then she had gone to attend the daily briefing, leaving her clothing bag outside the locker.
She was formally welcomed into the station, and met with everyone's eye looking a bit low, right at her body. During the trooper's briefing, she was issued her supervisor/partner for the next few months, Corporal Samuel Morris. Morris was what you would expect from any other patrolman out there; he followed the rules, he worked hard, and he was dedicated to his job. Undoubtedly, like every patrolman in the station, he also paid extra close attention to Sumin's beautiful face, and her extraordinarily busty body. The rest of the briefing was just jabbering about making sure to take precaution wherever possible, about remaining as impartial as possible when speaking to a member of the public, etc.
Once the briefing was concluded, Morris walked with Sumin to her assigned duty vehicle, and they chatted about why they became troopers, about the weather, and about potential risks in worst-case-scenarios. "Out of everything, your firearm is the most important of them all. It ensures that your life is kept at the end of the day, and there is nothing a.45 won't stop. You want to make sure that for ANY reason, you do not ever surrender your gun, okay? If you do so, you may as well be handing your life over to someone else." Once they had reached Sumin's 'ASNBWCSLT' patrol vehicle, Morris went over the vehicle checklist and equipment checklist with her. Morris then told Sumin to go ask for 'Sour-Flavoured Pepper Spray.' This prank also served as a diversion for Morris to quickly change the plates back to standard plates, since he didn't want to be in a 'slut-marked' patrol car. Humiliated, Sumin came back and gave a soft "Fuck you," to Morris, who was bursting out in laughter. For the next few months, Sumin would be learning the ropes of being a highway trooper with Morris, and once she had passed her probation, she would then be driving and performing her duties solo, something which she longed for.
Sumin was in the driver seat, with Morris talking about literally everything and anything next to her, and he gave pretty helpful advice and even gossip about other troopers. She thought that Morris was actually a pretty decent trooper himself, and he did well in teaching her. They mainly just drove through traffic on the Interstate, looking for any drivers with vehicles that looked unroadworthy or just any shitty drivers. It wasn't long before they found one right ahead of them, and it was a driver in a Toyota Camry who was tailgating the person ahead of him.
Morris gave the instruction to activate the overhead emergency lights, and Sumin did so. They merged into the right lane, and Sumin had hit the siren momentarily, to get the driver's attention. He then quickly activated his hazard lights, and pulled over onto the side of the road. Morris then gave Sumin the quick run-through on how to check license plate data, driver license data, and how to activate and ensure the body cams were working. Morris had led the conversation with the driver, with Sumin observing on the passenger side of the vehicle. Typically, most drivers are extremely apologetic and regret their driving actions once they're pulled over, and the driver was no exception to the rule.
This didn't matter however, since Sumin had ended up issuing a citation for following too closely, and for potential endangering of other road users. The only time that troopers were told that they could use officer-discretion and let someone off with a warning, was if nobody else was in risk of danger, such as a speeder with nobody else on the road, or someone who had run a stop sign with nobody around, etc. Even though it was just a traffic stop, Sumin had felt the adrenaline rush through her, and she definitely wouldn't get used to this for a while.
It was roughly 10 minutes after the traffic stop, and a call went over the radio about a holdup at a service station a few miles away. Morris instructed Sumin to take the call, and she then floored it towards the service station, and activated the lights and sirens. A caution was advised to all of the troopers responding that a firearm may have been used. During this period, responding to a call was usually dead silent within the car, with both troopers' heads filling with all sorts of thoughts about the call. Morris knew this, and broke the silence, and told Sumin how this was normal for any trooper, and that it was crucial to resort to training and thinking straight and logically. They were flying through traffic at around 90MPH, and it took only a few minutes to get to the service station.
They pulled up to the service station, siren still blaring, and they saw a motorbike take off, an older model Harley-Davidson, with two people on it. They could hear the tires screeching from the motorcycle, and the troopers had initiated a pursuit onto the motorcycle. They followed the two men at roughly 75MPH, and they had no choice but to continue doing so until they either pulled over, crashed, or bailed from the bike and started running on foot. Sumin had given the callout that they were in a pursuit of a motorbike, and they could hear more officers behind them and ahead of them that were responding to the chase.
Only 5 minutes had passed, when the two men on the bike had quickly slowed down, jumped off the bike, and took off running off the highway, running into the forest-y area. Sumin and Morris were primary in the pursuit, meaning that they were at the front leading all of the other cars, and she had quickly slammed on the brakes, threw the car into Park, and she got out and ran straight after one of the men, and Morris had chased the other man. All she could hear was a barrage of police sirens behind her, but she ran as fast as she could into the shrub.
