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Chapter 11 by Lord_Johnny Lord_Johnny

How are things with the other team?

It's a Recruitment Drive

Mary watched as Sarah followed the lead of Lisa Sampson, the blonde officer that Grant had Claimed earlier. As they drove, Mary couldn’t help but admire the older woman. Professional, calm, and Determined were how Mary would describe her, and it was definitely something that Mary knew their man valued. It still sent a thrill through her that she was able to call Master ‘hers’.

“So, how did you meet Grant?” Sarah asked, her voice breaking the soft silence that had existed in the vehicle. Mary had thought that normally there would be a lot of radio traffic, but Sarah and Lisa had switched to a private channel so they could communicate with a minimum of others being able to overhear.

“We went to school together. We had some of the same elective courses, and we formed a study group. Most of the others went on to other places, but I stayed to continue my psychology degree, and of course Master Grant works locally. I’m sad to say it took him Claiming me to understand just how wonderful he really is, but I’m glad I wasn’t so stupid to not stay around him so he could Claim me.” Mary said, her eyes lost as she remembered their past.

“Sergeant, it looks like we’ve got a bit of a situation up here.” Lisa called over the radio, the crackle of electronics that Mary half expected nowhere to be found. “Looks like someone has set up a roadblock. I see two officers and two squad cars. It looks like it might be another pair of our female officers, but I don’t remember anything coming over the radio about any road blocks being set up.”

“Copy that Sampson. If they have questions, send them my way, and I’ll handle it.” Sarah said, and then put up the radio. Mary could feel her heart speed up a little bit, but she knew that her fellow Claimed would be able to handle it. Master didn’t make mistakes when it came to good girls who could handle what he needed them to handle. After all, not only had he Claimed Sarah, he’d given her his first load as well. Mary knew that the older woman was sure to be special if Master had favored her so much.

As they slowed and then stopped at the road block, Mary watched as not two, but four female officers came forward towards their vehicles. The two in front didn’t have any weapons in their hands, but the pair in back did. For whatever reason that they were putting up a road block, they clearly had some experience with people trying to claim them. Whether those attempted Claims had succeeded, or not, would definitely be part of whatever else was going to happen here.

Whatever the officers were looking for, they only spoke briefly to Lisa before they moved, still in two pairs, towards the SUV with Sarah and Mary. As the first pair moved to the window, Sarah rolled the window down. The first pair swept a flashlight through the windows, and then slightly relaxed after they looked through the vehicles.

“Good to see you ma’am. I see you have a passenger. I’m afraid I have to ask if you, or your passenger, have been in contact with any men this evening. And, if so, to what purpose.” The officer at the window asked, her brunette hair pulled back in a tight bun. Her eyes, while slightly happier to see the Sergeant, still had a wary edge.

“Before I answer those questions, I need to know what on earth you’re doing setting up a roadblock, Officer. Nothing has come over the radio about any roadblocks being authorized, and we do not set up roadblocks without proper authorization.” Sergeant Benson’s voice was sharp, more than a little bit tinged with professional demand as well.

“You’re not wrong ma’am.” The younger officer said, her eyes a mix between determined and worried. “On the other hand, we’ve had at least three attempts by men to kidnap either ourselves or women who were with them. So, I’ll have to ask you again, and I apologize ma’am, but have you or your passenger been near any males tonight?”

“We have, officer.” Sarah said, her eyes soft as she looked at the other women. “We have, and we have all been Claimed by him.” A gasp of horror escaped the officer outside the door, and the sound brought up the weapon of both officers behind her. “Officer, you need to understand a few things before something crazy happens. First, that I’m not an idiot. I knew exactly what was going to happen when I saw him…or at least what I hoped would happen when I saw him. I gave him the opportunity knowing that he might claim me. It’s not a ****, and I guarantee that the others with me, including Officer Sampson, are perfectly happy with our arrangement as well.”

The officer looked at her, partly in incomprehension, and partly like it made the most logical thing in the world. “You mean…this man didn’t **** himself on you? He didn’t try to…do things that you wouldn’t normally want him to do?”

The rich laugh that escaped Sarah Benson was a surprise to Mary. It was apparently a surprise to the officers as well, as they gave tentative smiles in response.

“Honey, if I didn’t want a man touching me, he isn’t going to touch me. I may have dragged him into the nearest private place to make sure he gave me what I’d been wanting from him for a few years, but I assure you. He didn’t **** himself on me. And, he wouldn’t with you either. He’s a smart man, and he has a small group of devoted women already, so he wouldn’t need to **** himself on women.”

Sarah smiled at the officers, and quirked an eyebrow as the officers stepped together for a whispered conversation. There were head shakes, nods, and half heard comments that were exchanged. After what seemed a passionate exchange, the officers reached an agreement, and the individual who had first approached them, the apparent spokesman of the group, came forward again.

“You say that you decided that he could Claim you, ma’am, and that he didn’t **** you to do anything really weird?” The brunette asked. When she got a nod in return, she looked over at the others and nodded. When the others nodded back, she gave a tentative smile. “Then…we’d like to join you. We know that, eventually, we’ll get claimed by someone. It’s better that it’s someone that is actually worth a damn than luck of the draw. Besides, that means that we can exercise some level of control in this clusterfuck that we’re all in now. Even if it’s the control of choosing who we’re going to surrender that control too.”

The officer started to turn back, before she looked over her shoulder. “Oh, and one thing you should know ma’am. You should be really careful with your…our…Master.” She paused for a moment as she tripped over the unfamiliar words that were coming out of her mouth. “Apparently, if a woman is too far from her Master, or if he hasn’t imprinted her yet, then another man can capture her. I don’t know all the details, but we’ve already had a few fights break out in the streets nearby, with men fighting each other for a woman. When one of them got hurt pretty badly, it seemed to somehow break the Claim. Another woman got mouthy with a man, thinking she was immune to being Claimed again. I don’t know what he said that she started going off on him, though he probably deserved it. Still, I do know she was shocked when he Claimed her, then she was just as happy as could be about being claimed by him. It was scary as hell.”

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