BOOK 1: WHISPERS, CHAPTER 8: Hail To The Chief

Lin Beifong stood in the center of the barren lab looking more tired and annoyed the usual, her men still trying to look for any traces of where Yan could have went. They scrubbed the area for fingerprints, DNA, and objects that could have been left behind by the former Future Indsutries employee, but nothing came up.

This was the recurring pattern for the last four days, with Lin and Asami both refusing to let go that there was something that they may have missed inside of Yan's workstation, his office, his secret research area, anything. The lack of anything to go off of for this case frustrated the older police chief, the woman pinching her eyes as she sipped on a metal cup of coffee that she had brought along with her to the investigation.

Hearing about what Asami described about the man raised some red flags in Lin's mind, the events of Lei Chun's dissapearence sounding suspicously familar too other cases of women and girls going missing in Republic City over the past few months. When the police tried to investigate the mysterious vanishing women, they usually didn't come up with much of anything; the girls that went missing were either prostitutes found in the city's poorer district or were homeless women that no one would miss anyways, and every time they tried to search the neighborhoods all they got were stink eyes and glares from the residents.

The fact that Lin was unable to make any leeway in solving the case, which now led back to this situation going on with Asami Sato and her company, stressed the Beifong lady to no end. She knew it was stressing her men too, the boys pulling double shifts and all-nighters trying to find any sign of anything they may have missed. She hoped to find something soon.

One of her lieutenants walked up to her, the chief turning around to greet him. "Well?"

The young lieutenant shook his head. "Nothing. I'm sorry, m'aam."

Lin sighed heavily and took another sip of coffee. "Keep looking."

"But m'aam, we've been looking for days now, and we still can't find-"

"I said keep looking."

The stern command made the younger cop bow his head to the woman and walk away, leaving her to think about what the police department was still even doing there. She couldn't let this go, no matter what, but she didn't have any leads so far. She had to have missed something.

"Hey chief, I think we found something!"

Lin turned her head to see one of her men looking over her, the man inside of the control booth that was above the small arena in the lab that they had already checked. She wanted to believe him, but a slight creepy feeling of doubt filled the woman's head.

Nonetheless, she decided to follow whatever he'd found. "What do you have, Ramo?"

The younger officer named Ramo pointed to the inside of the control room. "There's another door in here we missed! Come look!"

Shocked at the news, she ran up the stairs into the room overlooking the chamber that Yan housed his victims in. She saw Ramo standing near the wall, the concrete sheet looking the same as it did the last ten times they had checked the room. Lin was about to say something before the man pushed the wall in with his bending, creating a rectangular outline that led to a hidden room inside of the wall.

Lin was shocked. "How did you…"

"I was dusting the walls again and I could feel a slight indent coming from right here. I didn't think anything of it, but then I could feel another one up above it. I figured out that it must have been hidden deep in the infrasturcture before we got here."

The chief was impressed. "Not bad, kid."

Ramo blushed a bit. "Hehe, thanks, chief."

Ushering him to move aside, Lin took a stance to bend the indented wall open. She cracked the concrete, making the door behind it crumble as the chunks of the wall spilled all over the place. The other men heard the commotion and ran up the stairs to see the destroyed wall.

As the dust settled from Lin's attack, a mysterious red gas popped out of the wall, making the entire room be thrown into a coughing fit. While the men were coughing, Lin was practically wheezing from the chemical that had hit her, the woman now on the ground as the gas started to dissipate from the air. One of her men crouched down as he was coughing to check up on her.

"Chief, are you *cough* alright?"

Lin looked at the male cop tending to her in a way that she never felt before. She couldn't explain it, but something felt off.

"Y-yes, I'm fine", she said through baited breaths. She got up and as the gas cleared, the police saw a figure in the rubble.

Two male cops ran towards the figure, sitting on the wall and passed out, to verify who it was. Lin walked up to the person and gasped.

It was Lei Chun. She was here the whole time.

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The cops wrapped a blanket around the poor, shivering Water tribe girl, her short hair covered in a wet sticky substance as she sipped on a hot cup of tea that was given to her by Lin.

The police chief say her down in a chair in Asami’s office, the CEO and Lin both looking at woman, her eyes colorless and devoid of life, her usually brown-skin almost turning a shader lighter, her breasts shaking and dripping freezing cold fluids.

Lin stood next to Asami, sitting in her chair and looking at the woman with a face of worry.

“Tell us what happened, Lei.”

Asami turned to Lin who was staring at the Varrick employee with a stern look on her face. “Give her a moment, Lin. She’s been through a lot.”

The Avatar‘s girlfriend turned back to Lei. “Take all the time you need to collect your thoughts. You can relax here for as long as you need.”

Lin grunted in annoyance. ”We don’t have time, Ms. Asami. We need to know what Yan did to her and where he is now.”

Asami sighed and turned back around. “Look, Lin. I appreciate you finding Lei and wanting to track down that monster, but she needs time to calm her nerves. Who knows what he did to her while she was missing?”

”If she doesn’t start talking NOW then dozens more girls are going to go missing, we need to-“

“Lin, please!” interrupted Asami, looking at her law enforcement friend with concern in her eyes. “She needs rest.”

The elder woman looked down on Asami. “I’m taking her into temporary custody.”

”What?“ exclaimed Asami, now standing up in anger at her friends idea.

Lin turned around and walked over to Lei, still shivering while looking up at the police chief. “She’s involved in an active investigation, Asami. We need to probe her for information.”

Asami’s eyes widened. “Probe her for…”

As Lin started to grab Lei’s shoulder, Asami grabbed a hold of the top of her hand to stop her. The two bullheaded ladies looked at one another in a fierce confrontation.

”I think you need to leave, Lin.”

Lin was shocked. “What? But, Asami-“

”Lin, leave. Please.”

The Beifong woman looked at her friend, no hint of the usual coy nature that the CEO displayed and the woman she wanted to bring in for questioning, looking at her in fear. Lin huffed in anger and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

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Lin poured another drink for herself in her office, the cold **** being the only thing that could cure the migraine she was currently experiencing. She told her men not to bother her for the rest of the night, and here she was just sitting by herself, sheltered from the rest of the world and her friends, wondering where her career went wrong.

It had been a tumultous four years since Kuvira attempted to conquer the world under the foot of the Earth Empire, and she was still dealing with the aftermath of it all. From the Spirit Vines that invaded the city and destroyed its infrastructure to the Triads taking over the abandoned parts of the city that had been overrun by the vegetation from the other world, Lin always had her hands full, was always thinking about what to do, what to say to the people of the city, regardless of their class or position of power.

Although she did have some help along the way in the form of Zhu Li, the newly elected President of the United Republic, promising the old Beifong woman that she'd do everything in her power to help the city get back in top shape. The last four years had been stressful for her too, many of the rebuilding projects the city was ushering in either falling apart or quickly running out of money to fund them. The Council had tried to build around the vines and plants that had sprouted up all around the city, but even these became either unfinished, were incredibly unstable or weren't enough the citizens of the city and their busy work and social lives.

She considered Zhu Li her friend, and every time she heard someone bad mouth her made the woman want to… do something violent. She didn't have the energy to think of it.

But even with her admiration for the young President, she was still expected to be perfect; a cunning, intelligent, tactical chief of the police, and if she messed up once, her reputation was done. She had done so many press conferences, so many speeches to the people of the city, apologizing for letting the crime of the city skyrocket so much, the Triads and other gangs taking refuge in what used to be their homes, their businesses, and terrorizing them. Even the office, a newly refurbished one inside of the brand new police station that was built after the battle with Kuvira, was a reminder of her failures as a chief.

She had spent so many years explaining to so many people that she was doing everything she could. She was so tired of it. She had spent her whole life on her career, a career she hated with a passion, and she had nothing to show for it; no kids, no love life, and no gratitude.

Lin sighed and poured herself another drink. She had missed out on so much because of her career. She couldn't even catch some streaking Water bender whore, let alone a man like Yan.

And deep down in some deep, twisted part of her psyche, she blamed everything that was happening to her on Korra. On Asami. On Kuvira. So many women that had seemed to make the world a worse place the more power they got, including herself. They were the reason why the city was the way it was, why the Spirit portals were open and all manner of creature and beast was now wandering the planet. And all the while she and her men were cleaning up their mess, what were they doing? Going on a romantic vacation.

For some reason, the thought made Lin sick to her stomach, but also a tingling sensation from between her legs. The more she thought about how much she hated Korra and Asami for what they had done, their incompetence and selfishness, the more she felt an aching pain hit her in a place she hadn't thought about in so long. She moaned quietly, trying to not let the men outside the door hear her.

Maybe she should just retire. Let someone else take her role, deal with the responsibilites she couldn't. Someone like a man; a bigger, stronger, smarter man, one who knew what he was doing, who was confident in his abilities, and who could knock some sense into the girls that had ruined this city.

She didn't know why, but just the mere idea of a man taking her spot from her turned her on. She felt the painful, empty sensation from her nether regions hit her like a freight train. She felt so empty, so barren, so… worthless.

Lin could feel the moist spot between her legs grow as she started moaning louder. She needed to remedy this strange feeling she was getting out of the blue.

She quickly got up from her chair and ran to the door, checking if it was bolt locked to make sure no one could walk in on what she was about to do. With her privacy now ensured, she walked back to her chair, her legs now quivering from the sheer agony she was feeling not having a long, hard object inside of her pussy.

She hadn't been this horny in a while, probably years. Even when she was with Tenzin she had never felt anything like this, like it was almost painful not having a cock penetrating her walls. Maybe that's why it never worked out between the two of them, because she was unwilling to do really anything that let him know that she was ready to be a dutiful, obedient whore of a mother and wife like that cunt Pema.

The venomous thoughts that clouded her mind came out of left field, but they turned her on even more. It seemed like for every negative thought of a girl she had, she got even more wet. Almost like she enjoyed the idea of women being…

She stopped herself, the pain from her pussy becoming to great. She slowly made a metal statue sitting on one of her shelves fly over to her and bended it into a phallic shape, sitting down and starting to undo her armor. After the heavy metal sheets of iron slid to the floor, she took her shirt and pants off, her sweat-covered body now being exposed to the air. She grabbed the makeshift dildo and brought it down to her cunt, the hole between her legs now almost gushing like a waterfall.

The police chief shoved it in so hard that she almost screamed from the pleasure. She moaned loudly, hopefully not loud enough for anyone outside to hear her.

She took a quick peak at the window to see if anyone was coming to the door. Seeing that the ghost was clear, she pulled the fake cock out of her snatch and pushed it back in, starting to gain some momentum to her thrusts, the dildo brushing past her increasingly sensitive clit with every pump. Her hand was holding the end of the object for dear life, her juices starting to drip down the dick as she continued fucking herself over and over, her moans growing louder, her mind being too far gone in the pleasure of the situation to even care if someone might have heard or seen her now.

As she kept thrusting the custom steel cock she made for herself, her mind starting conjuring up thoughts she never considered before. She was a woman with no kids, no lover, and barely an accomplished career, and yet she was still expected to clean up the messes of others by every bureaucrat and politician in the city. The ones with the most power, the most control, were females, and did they do anything to stop the city from burning to the ground? No, they just went to their parties and sipped their wines and fucked their husbands, all while judging her, the police chief, for being too incompetent and lazy. And they were right.

There were so many women she hated with a burning passion deep down in her soul. Korra. Asami. Kuvira. Her mother. That bitch that stole Tenzin from her. Even her sister, who she thought she made up with, she hated with vitriol. She wanted to see them all conquered, all humiliated, all embarassed like she was. That's what got her off; seeing her kind, womankind, beaten to the ground.

Images of the women in her life losing, being dominated and **** swirled in her head. Whether this was her own imagination running wild or was the work of something else, she didn't care. She loved it. She wanted men to conquer them all, to fix their imperfections as women. She wanted them to feel like she felt, empty and alone without a cock inside of her.

Lin could feel her walls clench up as her squeals of delight reached a crescendo, her other free hand now covering her mouth in a **** attempt to keep herself quiet. She was like a rabbit in heat, the cock inside of her pushing past her squeezing insides and making her feel complete, even if just for a moment.

After her climax, Lin breathed in heavily, her face a beet red and weat pouring down her hole nude body. She thought her cravings were fulfilled, but that feeling crept up on her again; the feeling of not having a penis inside of her.

It tortured her, made her want to die if there wasn't a cock in her cunt at that moment. Something must have happened to her to make her this way. Maybe that gas from Yan's lab had an effect on her body? Maybe it-

She felt her insides contract as her body begged for more manmeat, the barren hole that was her vagina crying for attention by a strong male figure. She needed a dick, a _real _dick to make her feel whole again.

Lin shook her head frantically and smacked herself in the face. She didn't know what had come over her, but this wasn't like her. Even with her problems, it wasn't like the proud police chief to have such vile, hate-fuelled thoughts inside of her mind. She knew she was horny, but to project her own lusts onto innocent people who would do her no wrong?

"What the fuck is wrong with me?" Lin muttered under her breath, her panting still mixing in with the sounds of her men laughing and talking to one another outside of her office. The sounds of their voices made her feel tingly, but she immediately rejected the thought of her going to them to 'help her' from her brain. She started to pick up her armor and clothes, putting them all back on piece by arduous piece until she was fully in-uniform again.

Her only concern now was her bright red cheeks that were colored from a combination of the slap she gave herself and the masturbation session she had just conducted. But they would fade away eventually, just like the empty, desolate, vacant feeling that was left in the hole on her crotch. She had a bottle to finish.

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The police chief slammed the door to her home shut, throwing her keys onto the nightstand by the entrance and groggily walking over to the stairs. She couldn't even make it to the first step before the woman tripped on the flight and slipped down, groaning from the mild pain before getting back up and crawling up the stairs, her body still tilting side to side.

The fact that Lin was even able to get home safely at all was a miracle, and all without arousing suspicion of her thoughts from the hunky, powerful men that were under her command. One of her captains drove her home in his Satomobile, the woman sleeping the whole way, trying to control herself around the man that possessed what she needed to make the aching pain between her legs go away.

She didn't even thank him as she slumped out of the vehicle, the walk to her front door being an adventure in itself. The officer who drove her home offered to help her in, but she knew if he took one foot inside her home she'd be begging him to stay and to fill her up with his member.

Finally reaching her room, she opened the door and immediately locked it from behind. She saunters over to the two windows on the right to her bed and shuts them tight. She then closes her blinds and starts taking off her armor again, the process almost monotonous as she finally slides the last article of clothing off of her body, leaving the mature woman in the nude once more.

The burning sensation in her cunt was almost too much to bare, and she wondered if she could even sleep tonight as her entire body was crying out for her to let a man claim ownership of the chief. Thinking quickly, she grabbed a few more metal objects around the room, bending them into a dildo, an buttplug, and a mouth-gag respectively. She wasted no time in inserting all three into her body, hoping the empty feeling of her pussy would go away as she tried to sleep.

After strapping the dildo inside her, she shoved the plug up her ass and cried out in a mix of pleasure and pain, her other rear-hole not usually being catered to like that, but she wanted to cover all of her bases. She then strapped the gag to her mouth, the metal beams clutching against her face as her pleasured yells were muffled against the material.

Now that she knew that no one could see or hear her, she lied down in her bed, closing her eyes and begging to be able to drift off to a land of slumber without her gutlocker stinging from the feeling of an empty void.

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One dick. Two dicks. Three dicks. Four dicks.

That's how many dicks were inside of Lin Beifong's body at the moment, the faceless, husky men taking turns fucking her aged yet built figure as squealed like a pig onto the cock inside of her mouth, the two dicks double-fucking her cunt going in and out like a piston as another man penetrated her asshole, their ballsacks slapping against the supple body of the police chief.

Lin couldn't believe what she did; driving down to the local prison and telling the guards to bring her to the isolation section for a "quick inspection" of the prisoners. They didn't even bother asking why, they saw how she looked and decided to fulfil her request. And the looks of the angry, hungry men that stared at her body with rage and lust in her eyes made her feel more alive then anything she had ever felt before.

She tried working two more cocks with her hands as she continued being tripled teamed from the rear, the groans of the men filling her ears like the sweetest symphony. She saw more men coming from all sides, their pricks at full mast, stroking themselves at the sight of the beautifully toned Lin Beifong degrading herself and letting an entire prison run a train on her.

Everywhere she looked she saw more of them, more men pleasuring themselves to her degradation, whether they were inside of a cell or not. They called her names and threw objects at her, only turning the worthless old cunt on even more. An endless sea of semen filled her vision, and all she could think about was the powerful, conquering cocks that the waves of life-creating soerm came from.

That's what was missing from her life. That's what she wanted, deep down inside. A cock to complete her. And without one, she felt incomplete.