Morning at the Police Department

The morning mist swirled in shades of white and grey as it parted for the metallic blue vehicle entering the scene. Caroline Williams, more commonly known by her **** name of "Juggs" pulled into the precinct parking lot, her vintage patrol car rolling to a smooth stop. Before stepping out, she made sure to adjust her two massive boobs that were protruding slightly from her uniform snuggly back inside. Aside from the added strain to her lower back, her breasts served as a constant reminder of her biology and thus her status within this society. Despite the inconvenience and seeming unfairness of it all, she wasn't allowed to use bras to support this weight since she had turned 18 several years ago, though one thing that was nice about it is that this made it easier for men to peek at and grope her breasts, especially when they popped out half the time all on their own...

With a slight hint of urgency, she quickly added the finishing touches on her make up to make herself as presentable as possible for her male peers. It's what was expected of women after all, especially a woman whose job at the PD was merely a privilege given to her by the department's sheriff. You see, the laws of emancipation function as an extension of the sentiment within the United States that certain women, due to their high iqs, deserve at least a few of the most basic of "rights", though in reality these rights were implemented mostly as privileges that could be easily taken away, almost on a whim, by men of sufficient status or wealth with an interest in said women.

Despite this, the Laws of Emancipation did make it so that any **** who managed to evade capture from their master or the authorities for 30 days would be granted the ability to petition for emancipation from their master, granting them some legal ownership over themselves and the ability to choose a new master on their own, though the choice must be made within 6 months, otherwise the state would put the women back on auction to be sold back into slavery.

In the case of Officer Juggs, she had only 1 month left to pick her new master after having emancipated herself when she came across an ad made just for her. The department was seeking intelligent bitches to handle all the boring thinking work and investigating so they could handle more the of physical arresting side of things. Females that joined the **** would be considered owned by the department itself, giving her both a job that fulfilled her intellect, as well as one that gave her an owned status so that she could remain somewhat of a second-class citizen as opposed to a complete object like the girls at the Hucow factories...

Her boots clicked against the pavement as she made her way inside, nodding at her fellow male officers who all smacked her ass freely as she walked by them, causing Juggs to begin trickling some of the female juices that had been building up on her pussy down her leg, in plane sight of all her colleagues. At the front desk, she swiped her badge across the scanner—a sharp beep confirming her check-in—before undoing the buttons on her uniform to also comply with the sheriff's boob scanning policies. Juggs flashed her boobs for the scanner for several seconds, sending a direct feed of her gorgeous breasts to her sheriff's computer screen before hearing the beep that let her know she was good to proceed to her morning assignment. There was no real reason for this security scan, if anything, it was just there to inconvenience women and remind them of their place, and in doing so, it certainly seemed to turn on officer Juggs, whose fluids continued to run down the side of her smooth leg.

As the only female officer in SFPD's B.H.U. (Bitch Hunter Unit), her job is to retrieve escaped slaves to their masters. While she is considered slightly tougher than the average woman, she is still easily surpassed in athletic ability by every man on the Bitch Hunter Unit. Thus, she is often used in instances that require more nuanced approaches than raw strength.

"Why don't you stop trying to act all tough and just use your stupid woman skills already Juggs!" Her partner had once told her when they were trying to retrieve an escaped **** that had been found but had barricaded herself behind a locked door.

As the flashback unfolded, the words definitely stung the female deputy, after all Juggs was a woman and women are sensitive and emotional by nature, but she knew better than to talk back and instead swallowed hard and obeyed his orders, walking up to the closed door in an attempt to lure the woman out with conversation.

"Honey.. I know what you are going through.. Please... come out, we can help you..."

After a brief pause, a timid voice came from inside the house, the voice of the women behind the door changing as she realized another woman was calling out to her.

"P-please don't make me go back to h-him..." The woman calls out. By the sound of her voice, she must've just become of age to become a ****, and by the sounds of it, shes been having a rough time with her new master. Juggs eyes flashed with sympathy, but she had a job to do.

"We all been through this honey... Im here for you ok, nobody is going to hurt you.. Just come out..."

There is another momentary pause before the sound of the door unlocking, and then slowly and timidly, out comes the runaway ****. She is pale with blonde disheveled hair and looks like shes been roughed up sexually a bit. After a brief moment the woman goes to hug officer Juggs, her face sinking between Juggs comforting breasts as she sobs.

In that moment, Juggs male partner grabs hold of the woman from behind, securing her in cuffs so she cant make another break for it. The woman meanwhile is totally shocked and a look of betrayal flashes through her eyes as shes dragged away from officer Juggs, the male officer's hands groping her all throughout the ordeal.

Juggs can only watch as the woman is led towards a black civilian vehicle, out from which comes her master, here to transport her back to where she belongs, his home, under his custody. Shes begging the officers to be let go when the male finally manages to shove her into the back seat, following her inside the car into the backseats as he shuts the door behind him.

As Jugg's male officer returns and signals that their work here is done, he can't help but notice Juggs staring at the now vigorously rocking civilian vehicle where the once runaway **** was now getting fucked extra hard as punishment for trying to escape, her muffled sounds barely audible to those outside. The officer wonders if the female officers loyalty to the cause is wavering, but this thought is erased when he notices that Juggs is subconsciously rubbing on her clit through her uniform.

"Of course, the slut finds this hot.. Even when they have careers as respected as being a police officer, these bitches are just MADE to be fucked... she must miss her old master..." The officer thinks to himself as he pats his female partner on the shoulder. "Great job today... Slut..."

The truth is, Caroline "Juggs" Willaims knows that this is just the way this society is. Even if she tried her hardest (and she has) the best she could ever hope for was to be a sheriff's little slut, or something equivalent. She would never truly be considered equal, and so it was best for her to make the most of it... Even if it meant sending other women like her to get fucked by the masters they had just tried to run away from.

As the flashback ends, Caroline find herself at the door to the briefing room, where she can see Sergeant Hayes beside a digital case board.

"Ah Juggs, there you are!" Hayes called, simply reaching out and groping one of her breasts like it was nothing. He really liked doing that to her, particularly because he liked to remind her that even though she's technically emancipated, she still only really has a job here for the male officers viewing pleasure, so she's technically the entire departments **** in a way.

"Lots of runaways this month.."