I am a divorced 32 year old woman with no children. My name is Miranda Brown. I spent a lot of my adult life working in the food industry. Greeting guests and getting their food for a hopeful, yet not guaranteed 20% tip. About a year ago, I was serving a group of 3 that appeared to be in law enforcement. They were in like the cargo style pants, black polo shirts with little gold stars on the left side of their chest. They had this black belt thing that held all of this equipment. From what I could google according to my mental picture, this was tactical dress for a local sheriff's department. I never saw myself as anything but a server. I asked about requirements to become a deputy. There were several steps I had to go through just to join as a new recruit. I will say that I was most nervous about the firearm portion of training.
So, here I was trying to shoot this department issued 45 mm handgun. I have been to multiple indoor ranges but this is the first outdoor range. Our firearm instructor told us that the range was reserved for law enforcement practice every Sunday. I was hoping that I would have this range to myself so I could concentrate. The targets are set up for 3 different distances. We have to qualify from a standing position, a kneeling position and shoot a target from an area of concealment. Each one of these is from a different distance. As law enforcement, we must qualify with a 85% or better.
So as I finish my first round of practice, I observe a blacked-out Escalade pull into the lot. As I place my firearm on the table, 3 deputies get out of SUV. I can see that it's 2 men and 1 woman. As they get closer, I can see that it's Lieutenant Star (firearms instructor), Sergeant Cross and Deputy Garcia. Star and Cross look very formidable as muscular guys with jar-head haircuts and chiseled good looks. Garcia is a smaller stature of a badass, sexy Latin American female deputy. I am not into females but Garcia makes a girl rethink her lifestyle.
Star, Cross and Garcia walk up to table where I am setting up for my next round. Garcia spoke first.
"Hey rookie. How is your form and aim today?"
I responded "Always could be better, but it's getting there".
Garcia said under her breath "I wouldnt mind seeing your form up close" Star and Cross asked if they should make the training a little more fun and off the record.
Cross got real close to me. I could see his facial hair stubble and smell his cologne. Damn he smelled so delicious. Everything from my waist down wanted to melt. He said "Let's have a competition. We shoot the target. Whoever's shot is farthest from target has to take a piece of clothing off."
Star stated "Let's start off with whoever has the least amount of time with department go first then the one with the most goes last."
I looked at the other 3 and realized the lineup would be me, then Garcia, followed by Cross with Star as last. For clothing removal it was all tactical gear and boots then shirts then pants. The last articles would be undergarments.
Star set up the distance and targets. I shot first from a kneeling position.
My heart was beating fast as I followed all of the techniques we had been taught. I pulled the trigger and saw the projectile hit. Garcia hit the target followed by Cross then Star. I ended up farthest from target.
"So my tactical gear and boots first?" I asked.
Garcia responded "That is the SOP."
Next round, me and Garcia were close.
Star said "shoot out. Winner deems losers action" Garcia won the shoot out.
Garcia stood there thinking for a moment. My mind was racing with what she could possibly think of. Finally after what seemed like forever, she spoke
"Recruit Brown, place your hands behind your back. Close your eyes and stand at attention."
I did as the veteran deputy said. I could hear footsteps slowly progressing towards me. What in the fuck is going on? My heart was pounding. The next thing I hear is a lustful female voice whisper "Does this make you wet?"
Deputy Garcia kissed me. I started to pull my hands around to my front to push her off but a quick movement to my left and right had my wrists pinned to my back. Now, I am hetero but I was extremely turned on by this. As Garcia probed my accepting mouth with her tongue, I felt her unbutton my BDUs with one hand as the other slid up my shirt. With expert touch, she found my wet and shaved pussy and toyed my with engorged clit. The hand up shirt found my double D nipples and pinched them. I let out a moan of pleasure as she circled my tender nub below with her thumb as I felt her trigger finger delve into my tight entrance. I could feel Star and Cross breathing heavily onto my neck. Just as my wrists were eased off my back, I felt a hard and fleshy objects fill both hands. I attempted to pull my hands away but the men were too strong. The lieutenant and sergeant held my hands in place.
Star whispered in my ear "How hard can you make us if your qualification depends on it?"
With that being said I heard metal being scraped against hard leather. My breath caught in my throat as I heard the ratchet of handcuffs.
Cross used a voice of authority and ordered Garcia to stop. As I opened my eyes, I could see that, Cross and Star had shed their tactical gear.