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Meanwhile at Mason's house:

“Yes… I… am sure… the asset might… already… be at it’s… destination…” Officer Jemma Sanchez said with ragged breath, gasping for each breath after every word as Mason fucked her pussy roughly. He had grabbed her curly hair in one hand and was basically forcing her to look backwards as she spoke to him. Mason wasn’t a violent man but as he fucked the policewoman’s naked sweaty body he felt much needed release for the first time today. All the sexual tension he had been holding in all day finally had a real outlet and he sure as fuck was going to make full use of it. Officer Sanchez definitely had a good body, tits not as impressive as his sister but nothing to scoff at either. The frat sure was picky about their servants.

“What is an asset? Tell me everything you know,” Mason asked firmly, still thrusting into her from behind.

“An asset is…” the policewoman started responding in that same empty tone before she abruptly stopped speaking. “…I am sorry, I am not allowed to speak about this…”

“What the fuck? Why not?” Mason said frustrated, slowing his hips but not pulling out.

“Can you tell me who sent you…”

Jemma looked troubled as she began responding. “I… I was… I am sorry, I am not allowed to speak about this…” she said again.

“This shit is pointless!” he said as he let go of her hair, placing both hands on her ass. The woman just looked forward, since she hadn’t been asked a question, she didn’t need to respond.

Mason had figured that the trigger he had used on the officer, the same one that the officer had used on his sister, was an emergency trigger which granted absolute submission and obedience from the triggered person but had the side effect of basically making them a zombie, single minded in their pursuit of obedience. He wondered what those assholes were doing to his sister at the frat right now. Jemma had mentioned that they had some kind of plane waiting to pick them up. Clearly the matter had reached some higher ups. He knew that he was a ticking timer. If he fucked around too much, he might not be so lucky next time. Speaking of fucking around, Mason continued to use his human fucktoy, fucking her faster and faster as she continued staying on all fours motionless. Eventually he came inside her pussy, to no objection from the woman who was a stranger just a few hours ago. He wondered if the frat ran a hospital inside their base considering how often they might need it, but it wasn't too far off of a thought. If these people had cops on their payroll, Mason knew nothing was out of reach. Sliding out of the slick pussy, Mason got up and grabbed his clothes from the floor as he addressed the officer.

“Put your uniform back on. We have work to do,” he said emphatically.

“Yes… at once,” Officer Sanchez said as she got up and began getting dressed.

Mason couldn’t believe he had been fucking such a hot woman just a few seconds ago but he knew he couldn’t get too distracted. He had to save his sister, no matter what.

He pulled on his shorts and t-shirt while watching her dress. Her body was still flushed from the fucking, her pussy leaking his cum down her thigh as she bent to pick up her panties. She didn’t wipe it off. She just slid the panties on, then the rest of her uniform, moving with the same mechanical efficiency she had shown since the trigger took hold. When she was fully dressed again she stood at attention in front of him, waiting.