An encounter with an Arbites

>You will never be out, dealing with certain ...needs you have, figuring as long as you stay out of sight there shouldn't really be an issue right?
>You will never let out a yelp of surprise as you realize you're not as alone as you thought, finally noticing you've had an audience for the past few minutes
>You will never freeze up as you take in the sight of the woman before you, armor hugging her body, doing nothing to hide her feminine form nor the power of her physique, striking a figure just as imposing as it is attractive
>You will never feel a cold dread settle in your stomach when you finally recognize where you've seen that badge on her chest before and you realize that a member of the adeptus arbites has been watching your flagrant flaunting of the law and public decency
>You will never turn to run, ignoring both the cry of "Freeze!" behind you and the heavy footsteps getting closer and closer
>Stars will never dance in your vision as something slams into the back of your head, your every nerve feeling like fire runs across your body as you go limp
>You will never be left gasping on the floor as she slowly approaches you, the faint crackling of her weapon growing quite as she stows it away
>You will never feel her boots prodding into your side as she nudges you onto your back with a bit more force than necessary
>She will never be standing over you when your vision finally starts to clear, her cold, expressionless eyes staring down at you over the ample curve of her breastplate, her heavy boot digging into your crotch as a silent warning to stay down and be quite
>She will never start rattling off various legalese, explaining exactly what you did wrong as you try and fail to keep from squirming, each little movement leading her to press just a bit harder
>You will never let a groan slip out when you realize from what little of her words you understood, your only actual crime was resisting arrest, one that quickly turns into a pained yelp as she grinds her heel into you, continuing on despite your interruption
>You will never feel an odd mix of relief and reluctance when she finally lets up as her spiel finishes, only for her to command "Get up perp" without giving you a single moments of rest
>She will never reach down and grab you by the hair, pulling you to your feet and face to face with her still expressionless face as she seems to study you for a moment, before flipping you around and cuffing you, leading you through the city and to her quarters rather than the cell you expected
[spoiler]>Said confusion will never deepen as she shoves you roughly next to her bunk and begins to remove her armor
>She will never force you to your knees, leaving you to gaze up at her, the woman's skintight bodysuit leaving nothing to the imagination as once more you find her cold eyes gazing down at you
>She will never answer your unspoken question with "Resisting arrest is 4 years of hard labor, and I know just what to have you do" as she roughly grabs your hair once more and shoves your face in her crotch
>You will never hear her command "Lick", marking the start of your sentence
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