Kick his balls

Very fast you turn around and before the man behind you could react you ram your knee hard between his legs. His arrogant grin dies fast and he collapses on the ground clutching his balls. He doesn’t cries but he has to bite his tongue to not scream in pain.

“Don’t dare to touch my ass, you pig,” you say and glare at the man warning, “same for your friends.”

The other men look at you angry and one growls at you. But none of them is stupid enough to do anything, considering the pain their friend is suffering right now.

“Better stay away from our ladies,” one officer comments amused, “most of them bite.”

“I recommend to remember this next time you stare at Tina’s round ass,” you comment grinning, “you could be the next one on the ground. But not today. Well, boys, two of you keep an eye on our hosts, the rest searches for any clues about the weapons. Stay alarmed, there could be more people around. Collect anything suspicious and don’t get sloppy or I kick your asses. Any questions?”

“No, Miss,” all officers answer the same time and start to follow your orders.

You seem to have earned some respect. You just want to go around and help searching when one of the suspects causes trouble again.

“Don’t touch me, you gay asshole,” the man hisses angry, “you have two woman here, one of them should search me. I prefer woman’s hands on my cock.”

The officer in front of him gives him a very annoyed look and then looks at you questioning.

“What, you want to kick my balls too?” the man asks grinning, “I just made use of my right.”