He did, but...

Schmelzer tapped the screen on his camera and turned it around to show his partner for the day, “Yeah, yeah. I got them. Don’t worry your pretty little head about it.”

Nancy snatched the camera and flipped through the shots, “Good. At least you could do that right, Schmelzer.” She rubbed her head with a grimace as she stared at the pictures. “I think this is… um. I think we are…” The Latina’s head drooped low and her eyes lulled, and she had to snap it back up.

Schmelzer reached out with a grin and touched McKenna’s shoulder as she rubbed her head wearily, “Hey, you ok, partner?” he questioned in a caring voice that was just obviously fake as he lightly rubbed her shoulder. Cautiously testing the waters.

“I’m uh... I’m fine,” Nancy shook her head and blinked her eyes, confused by her dazed state. She shrugged her shoulder away from Schmelzer’s hand, “Let’s just get back to...”

Schmelzer pulled his hand away briefly but quickly replaced it, this time on McKenna’s fishnet-covered thigh. “You sure, Nancy? You don’t look so good,” he licked his lips, his eyes trailing down Nancy’s exposed, golden cleavage then over to her toned thigh. He pushed his luck further and caressed his hand up and down the detective’s tantalizing leg, “I could drive you home if you want...”

“Don’t fucking touch me, Schmelzer!” Nancy protested, her voice a bit drowsy. She lifted her arm to push him away, but found she had little strength to move it at all. A sudden realization hit her and she looked up into Schmelzer’s sleazy, smirking face. “Th… The drinks!”

The small, amused chuckle she got in response chilled her to the bones. “Let’s say I added some extra nutrients… Not much. It won’t knock you out or anything. It’s just… let’s just say it will calm you down a bit!”

Her confusion shifted to horror as Nancy understood the situation. Here they were, away from everyone else and there was nobody that would get suspicious for hours. And the LAPD creep had just spiked her drink!

“Do you remember when I tried to kiss you, Nancy…” Schmelzer spoke, a cold smile on his face, “and you kneed me in the fuckin’ balls?” He leaned toward the dizzy woman and brushed her hair behind her ear before wrapping his hand around the back of her neck. “I think it’s time you said you were sorry…”

“What did… what did you do??” Nancy tried to raise her hands to defend herself, but her arms were two limp noodles. Panic set in. Schmelzer had **** her. She knew it. It was a struggle to even keep her eyes open. She tried to lean away as his face drew closer until his lips landed on hers, his tongue snaking into her mouth and making her gag in disgust.

Schmelzer broke from the messy kiss and began to nibble and lick at the nape of Nancy’s neck. The detective wriggled and groaned in his grasp but was defenseless to stop him. His hand rand up her soft, toned belly and wrapped around the middle of her bikini top between the two, tiny cups, “Let’s see those beautiful tits you’re always teasing everyone around the precinct with.” Schmelzer yanked hard and the flimsy fabric stretched at the seams before coming untied. He pulled the black bikini away and Nancy’s perfect tits bounced free, her nipples just barely obstructed by her cropped, red jacket.

“Schmelzer… Stop.” Nancy’s head lulled again as her top was torn free, her frightened adrenaline no doubt the only thing keeping her conscious. She stared, wide-eyed, back into Schmelzer’s lust-filled face, unable to fully process what was happening.

The wiry detective slid both hands under McKenna’s slutty jacket and groped each of her immaculate c-cup breasts. “Fuck these are good!” Her pert, gorgeous tits were soft and squishy, and molded delightfully in his rough hands. Schmelzer tweaked and rubbed at her light brown nipples until they stood at attention. He leaned in and greedily took one of the stiff buds into his mouth to the sounds of more confused, disgusted groans from the dazed detective as he sloppily consumed her.

“I gotta get a shot of these babies for the boys!” Schmelzer exclaimed as he spun McKenna around to lean her back against the passenger door. He then pushed the red leather lapels of her slutty jacket out wide, making sure the entirety of Nancy’s wonderful tits was on full display.

Nancy just sat there slumped against the door with her arms at her sides, her face tired and angry as she watched Schmelzer’s phone come out and snap pic after pic. “Fucking bastard…” she managed to utter as the phone was put away. She whimpered when he descended back upon her, quickly bending her forward as he worked at her jacket. Nancy wriggled defensively as she was speedily relieved of the red leather.

Schmelzer yanked the jacket free and discarded it into the back seat. He then pulled Nancy’s face back up to look into his eyes, admiring her naked torso. She breathed heavily before him, her stomach clenching and her breasts swaying on her chest “Are you sorry for kneeing me in the balls yet, detective?” he gathered her perfect, golden tits and squeezed, uninterested in her reply as he fondled Nancy’s forbidden fruit. “…I think you should make them feel better. What do you say?!”