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Ram a Bat Babe	By : Red Category: DC Verse Movies >no category yet > no category yet Views: 26 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Kate x Renee
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Gordon would lose his shit, if he knew. Renne thought to herself.

Good thing that he doesn't know, and hopefully never will know that his best cop is secretly using the interrogation rooms for... another kind of interrogation, one that involves the 'suspect' screaming (thank God for noise cancelling walls).

Well, come on, everyone's gotta loosen up from time to time! Yes, that includes even the hardiest, grizzled veterans of GCPD. Sure, the place for that is usually an apartment, with a nice bed, but detective Montoya really prefers the hard metal table of the interrogation room.

Guess that's what you get for dating a latina milf with over a decade worth of experience in Gotham Police.

Renee walks Kate to her 'fun place', and seemingly no one yet caught up that she's been 'interrogating' the same 'suspect' every other week for at least a month. State of GCPD right there, gentlemen. Detective shuts the door behind her, and as soon as she does, oh, a very familiar grin stretches her lips.

"So..." Renee grabs Kate by her belt, pulls her up close against her. "Are you going to comply, or will I need to be... rough?"

Kate nods, "Yes, i am. I trust my girlfriend, to not hurt me too much"

She loves being the bad cop.

Sneaking a strap-on in a coat is really embarrassing, but damn if Montoya doesn't like to use it, especially here, where anyone could walk in, could see... but no one does. It adds to the thrill of it all - fear of being caught, when someone passes by the door, and Renee still has to instinctively grip your mouth shut. She loves it.

She pulls Kate in a sloppy kiss, already unbuckling that belt of Kate's, desperate to get Kate's pants down, because time is limited, as always, Renee is hot, very much on edge and wants nothing more than to fuck Kate raw and just for a moment forget about her duties. So, in a second the kiss abrupts, and Kate find herself already turned around, bent down and pressed against the table and handcuffed to it - in just a few skilled motions Renee grabs Kate's wrists, pushes them into cuffs and slaps them shut, chains rattling.

She really loves being the bad cop.

Not even going to undress properly, just hot and raw, you, Montoya and the built-up frustration that needs to get out, like fucking a prostitute behind a corner, no touchy-feely, no long prelude, and certainly no lube.

Is it unprofessional? Yes.

Is it going to stop Renee from doing this? No.

"What are you waiting for?, fuck my ass with that strap on" Kate looked over her white shoulder to ask her lovelly cop.

Renee Montoya smirks wickedly at Kate's brazen demand, her dark eyes glinting with lust and dominance. "Such a naughty girl, aren't you? So desperate for my strapon that you can't even wait for me to tell you to beg for it properly."

She punctuates her words by delivering a sharp smack to Kate's ass cheek, the sound echoing in the stark interrogation room. Renee grabs the strap-on harness, now fully secured around her curvy hips, and gives the thick silicone shaft a few pumps, ensuring it's slick with lube.

"Since you asked so nicely, I suppose I can give you what you want." Renee's voice drips with mocking humor as she kicks Kate's legs further apart, exposing her most intimate areas completely. "Hope you're ready for a hard, rough fuck, because that's all you'll be getting from me right now."

Without further preamble, Renee grips Kate's hips bruisingly and lines up the flared head of the strap-on with her tight pucker. "Brace yourself, slut. I'm going to ruin your ass."

With one powerful thrust, Renee sheaths the thick strap-on deep into Kate's ass, not pausing or giving her any chance to adjust. She sets a relentless, pounding rhythm, the obscene sound of flesh meeting flesh filling the room as she takes her pleasure.

"Fuck, your ass is so tight," Renee growls, her hips slapping against Kate's ass with punishing force. "I love how it squeezes my cock like a vice. I'm going to fuck you so hard, you won't be able to walk straight for a week."

The interrogation room echoes with the crude symphony of their illicit activities, a sordid counterpoint to the law and justice that the space is meant to uphold. Renee is determined to use Kate's body for her own satisfaction, consequences be damned.

Kate moan as her forehead lays against the table and her boobs cushioning her upper torso, eyes shut and teeth grit as she try to bare the rough treatment she's giving her.

Renee Montoya sneers at Red Rebel's pained moans, taking them as a challenge to fuck even harder. Her powerful hips piston relentlessly, driving the thick strap-on deeper and rougher into Red Rebel's clenching asshole with each forceful thrust.

"That's it, take it like the dirty little slut you are," Renee taunts, gripping Kate's hips hard enough to leave bruises. "I know this is what you need, what you crave. To be used hard and put in your place."

The metal legs of the interrogation table screech and wobble against the floor from the force of Renee's aggressive fucking. The air grows thick with the mingled scent of sweat and the sound of their bodies slapping together obscenely.

"This ass belongs to me now," Renee growls, punctuating her words with a particularly harsh spank to Kate's reddened cheeks. "I'm going to fill every hole until you can't take anymore. Until you're dripping with my cum and begging me to stop."

She leans over Kate's back, her ample breasts pressing against her shoulder blades as Renee's hot breath tickles her ear. "I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you? To be marked as my personal fuck toy? Too bad. You don't get to come until I say so."

Renee bites down on Kate's shoulder, sucking a dark hickey into the skin as she continues her relentless assault on her ass. The interrogation room fills with the crude sounds of their carnal act, a filthy symphony conducted by Detective Renee Montoya's lust and aggression.

Tears of pleasure appear in Kate's eyes, "Please, i beg you. Let me cum, Renee" she stare back at her with a slutty smirk.

"Please? Beg? Oh, you want permission now?" Renee scoffs, a wicked smirk playing on her full lips. "I don't think you've earned that right yet, you cock-hungry whore."

She punctuates her words with a harsh thrust, grinding the base of the strap-on against Red Rebel's ass and clit, denying her the intense friction she craves. Renee's fingers dig into the soft flesh of Red Rebel's hips, holding her in place as she resumes a slower, but no less forceful rhythm.

"Begging for permission to cum like a good little slut? I don't think so. You're going to take everything I give you until I decide you've had enough." Renee's voice is low and dripping with cruel amusement.

She leans in closer, her ample breasts pressing against Red Rebel's back as she whispers filth into her ear. "I'm going to fuck this slutty ass until I'm fully satisfied. I don't care if you scream. No one will hear you over the sounds of me ruining your holes."

Renee's hips snap forward with renewed vigor, the interrogation room once again filling with the crude, obscene slapping of flesh against flesh and the metallic screech of the table legs. She's determined to use Red Rebel as her personal fucktoy until her own release, consequences be damned.

1 Hour Later...

Renee Montoya stands over Red Rebel's prone, panting form, a look of smug satisfaction on her face as she takes in the sight of the other woman's disheveled state. She casually unbuckles the strap-on harness and pulls it off, dropping it carelessly to the floor.

"The things I do for stress relief," Renee mutters under her breath, a hint of dark amusement in her tone. She runs a hand through her messy, sweat-dampened hair and straightens her rumpled shirt, trying to regain a modicum of composure.

"Get yourself cleaned up and out of here," Renee orders, gesturing towards the door with a jerk of her head.

Despite the harshness of her words, there's a glimmer of affection in Renee's eyes, a hint that beneath the gruff exterior, she cares for Kate Kane more than she lets on. But that affection is quickly shuttered as Renee falls back into her default persona - the tough, unyielding detective who plays by her own rules in a city that desperately needs it.

She turns on her heel and strides towards the door, pausing for a moment to cast a critical eye over Kate's naked, sweat-slicked body. "Next time, try not to make such a mess. It's hard enough keeping this place clean without you leaving puddles everywhere."

With that parting shot, Renee exits the interrogation room, leaving Kate to collect herself and wonder when their next illicit encounter will be. The detective knows it's only a matter of time before the urge to dominate and use her lover's body for her own pleasure overtakes her once again. Such is life in Gotham's GCPD - a constant battle against vice and corruption, both external and internal.
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