Fucked My Handcuffed, Mind Controlled Sister On Her Patrol Car

by Amber FoxxFire

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My sister was a real bitch. I think she joined the force just to legally fuck my life to all hell and back.

She was constantly pulling me over, showing up in the middle of the night, SWATTING my house and even putting a GPS unit under my vehicle.

Why? Because I'd called her a cunt once.

That was it. That was the only reason.

But this time...this time I was ready.

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My sister was a real bitch. I think she joined the force just to legally fuck my life to all hell and back.

She was constantly pulling me over, showing up in the middle of the night, SWATTING my house and even putting a GPS unit under my vehicle.

Why? Because I'd called her a cunt once.

That was it. That was the only reason.

But this time...this time I was ready.

 

It all came to a head when I headed out to the store Saturday morning. I knew she was going to pull me over. She did it all the fucking time - just because she could. Just to hassle me and make my life a living hell.

God, I fucking hated that woman.

Now, though, with this mind control drug, the tables were about to be turned.

I'd scoured the web late one night while seething about how my sister had been making my life a living hell. I'll be honest, it wasn't a mind control drug I'd been looking for.

But that was exactly what I found.

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It worked differently than any mind control drug I'd ever read about. I didn't have to administer it to anyone. I needed to take it myself.

When I realized what a fucking boon this was, I immediately emptied my bank account and bought as much of this miracle drug as I could afford.

So it was when I saw the familiar, red and blue flashing lights behind me, I popped a pill in my mouth, chased it down with some coke and grinned.

"Why are you grinning, Brian?" My sister growled at me.

God, she was such a bitch!

"You know I could throw you in the back of my patrol car and dump you off in the middle of the desert, right? So, why don't you wipe that fucking grin right off your face!" She spat.

"No, I don't think I will, sis. Your authoritarian terror reign has just come to an end." I slammed open the door, knocking her back several feet.

Instantly she grabbed her gun and pointed it at me.

"Give me the gun, sis. NOW!" I barked.

I could see the hesitation cross her face like a black cloud over the desert. She had her finger on the trigger and was one second away from pulling it. Fuck, she was deranged.

Then, her hand faltered, her finger slipped off and she carefully handed it over to me.

"That's a good girl, Christine..." I said, my voice quavering and my own hands shaking. For a minute there, I thought I was a goner. Another statistic.

"You better not try anything funny, Brian!" She growled, but her voice was unsteady and unsure. "Now, show me your papers!"

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