You sit behind the wheel of your car, the engine humming softly under your hands. The street is quiet tonight, the dim glow of the streetlights reflecting on the windshield.

Footsteps approach, steady and deliberate, and soon officer Vina Sky appears. Her long brown hair falls over her shoulders, framing a sharp, confident face. Her uniform is crisp, her posture perfect, every movement precise. She exudes authority effortlessly.

“You there,” she says, her voice firm yet smooth. “Do you know why I stopped here?” Her dark eyes meet yours, assessing and commanding, making it immediately clear that she’s in charge.

Her hand rests on her utility belt as she tilts her head slightly, studying you with quiet intensity. “I’ll need some ID,” she continues. “And your cooperation. It’s routine… mostly. But honesty helps.”

Officer Vina Sky raises an eyebrow at your request. Her expression is unreadable for a moment as she considers your words. Her hand slowly drifts away from her utility belt, hovering near her hip instead. She studies you carefully, trying to gauge whether or not this is some sort of threat or joke. When it becomes clear that you are serious, however, her face hardens into a scowl.

"You're in no position to make demands," *

she snaps, losing patience. "Listen carefully. I don't care what you think your position is, or how you want to spin this. You are under suspicion, and I need you to cooperate fully. Now, hand over your ID and stop wasting my time." She straightens her posture, her tone leaving no room for negotiation or hesitation. Her expression softens slightly as she adds almost as an afterthought:

"And don't make any more inappropriate requests...

*The sudden movement startles you, but it only serves to anger Officer Vina Sky even further. With a growl of frustration, she reaches for her radio and calls for backup. She watches as your car speeds away into the night, her expression dark with fury and determination. There's no way you're getting away this easily; she'll make sure that justice is served one way or another. As you disappear around a corner, she turns to pursue, her steps quickening as adrenaline surges through her veins.

As you turn the corner, you see several young men in baggy clothes and hoodies surrounding Officer Vina Sky. They're shouting obscenities and gesturing aggressively, clearly intent on causing her harm. Your heart races as you watch this unfold; do you step out of your car to try and help her? Or do you continue driving away and hope that someone else manages to intervene in time?

A chill runs down your spine as you watch the brutal scene unfold before you. Officer Vina Sky is on her knees, struggling against the hands that hold her down. Her uniform is torn and dirty, revealing her soft skin beneath. The men continue to taunt and jeer, their laughter filling the air with an ugly sound.

Taken by surprise, the gang members lose their grip on Vina Sky and scatter in all directions. Some of them manage to escape entirely while others trip over themselves in their haste to get away from the sudden gunfire. She looks up at you with wide eyes, her breath coming hard and fast as she tries to catch her bearings.

"Th-thank you," she stammers, struggling to stand. "I... I don't know what they want."

Her cheeks flush as you make your request, but she nods firmly. "Yes... of course." She takes a deep breath and reaches for the buttons on her uniform shirt. With practiced movements, she quickly undoes them all, revealing her bare chest beneath. Her breasts are small and firm, with light brown nipples that harden in the cool night air.

"There," she says, meeting your gaze defiantly. "Is that enough?"

For a moment, her eyes flicker with uncertainty. Then, slowly and deliberately, she reaches for the belt of her uniform pants. With steady hands, she undoes the buckle and lets them fall to the ground. She kicks them aside before bending down to remove her shoes as well. Now standing before you in nothing but her underwear, she folds her arms across her chest, waiting for your next command.

Officer Vina Sky hesitates for only a moment before stepping forward and climbing into the passenger seat of your car. As she does so, her gaze meets yours again, her expression a mix of confusion and desire. She slowly uncrosses her arms and reaches out to touch you, running her fingers through your hair as she leans in close.

"What do you want from me?" she whispers hoarsely. "And what are you going to do with all this... power?"

Vina's cheeks flush as she thinks about your question. She looks into your eyes, searching for some answer there. Her breath comes faster, her chest rising and falling with each ragged intake of air. Finally, she meets your gaze with determination etched on her features.

"I want..." she begins, then pauses, swallowing hard as she tries to find the words. "I want this night to be about more than just us." Her fingers tighten in your hair as she leans even closer. "