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The White Biker Bandit was at his usual race ground looking for new targets when he saw some motorcycle police officers. He panicked thinking they had come to find him, but then he noticed they seemed to be here doing some police training, they didn't have a clue what was going on. This was absolutely perfect, he'd never had any police officers under his control, but this would change very quickly.
He waited until most of the police officers had gone into the meeting room, there were just two still outside chatting. He approached them pretending to be interested in their police motorbikes and asked if he could take a look. They were happy to show him, in fact they seemed to love the attention and having people admiring them so they were somewhat off guard. This was perfect.
"Thanks for letting me take a look at your bike officers, just before I leave you to it, I've got something I think you'd both like to look at" the bandit took out his favourite pendant and held it up making sure both officers were looking at it.
"what is it"? One officer asked, he was already staring intently at it.
"Wow it's so pretty" the other officer exclaimed.
"That's it officers" the bandit spoke, "it really is pretty, you want to keep staring at the beautiful pendant, you get lost in it's beauty, look deeper and you'll feel your thoughts and cares washing away.
"ooohh you're riiigghttt" the first officer said.
The second responded shortly after "I can't...I can't seem to...look away"
The bandit smiled, he had them. These highly trained officers couldn't even resist his powerful pendant.
"Now officers, I'm in charge, you will always respond to me and do as I ask do you understand?"
"yeessss" they both replied.
"Yes Sir"! the bandit responded with.
The first younger officer instantly replied "yes siirrr"
The bandit looked the second more senior officer, he still seemed to have a touch of resistance.
"Come on now officer, you know I'm in charge. Just stare even deeper into the pendant, look at the beautiful light reflecting from it, how it penetrates into your brain, you know you can't resist".
The second officer's eyes narrowed as he was focusing more and more on the pendant. Then he suddenly seemed to go slightly limp and his eyes dropped down.
"yes.....sirr" he finally responded with.
"great, now I've got two police officers under my control, no one will ever stop me now"!
The bandit smiled knowing how much fun he would have with these two handsome motorcycles officers
lockeroom cops by safeguard1052
prinsjesdag _2012_09_18_1829 by nico1959
Motorcops on break
Motor Cops
30x40 in oil on canvas
artist - Alexei Biryukoff
Sucker for a Discount
Motorcop officers Marquez & Simpson were at the garage getting new tyres on their squad bikes. They were told by one of the mechanics to just wait over at the side as it wouldn’t take long. Marquez didn’t think anything and started walking to the side, but Simpson was a bit puzzled by how the mechanic spoke to them. He thought he seemed very spaced out but he just put it down to them being busy and decided to join his partner at the side to wait.
“Hey this music is quite unusual they’re playing, is this a radio station?” questioned Simpson.
“I hadn’t really taken much notice but you’re right i’ve never heard music like this before” Marquez responded.
Just then, a mechanic walked past the two officers,
“Excuse me, what is this music playing do you know?” Simpson asked, but the mechanic didn’t look over and just carried on walking.
“Well that was rude! He must have heard me….. hey Greg should I book him haha!” Simpson said as he turned to look at Marquez.
“Huh? Sorry what did you say? I zoned out” replied Marquez.
“Are you alright mate?
“Urgh…. yeah, sorry just got a bit light-headed. I’ll be alright” Marquez said.
The two officers then stood in silence for a bit. Simpson then noticed he felt a bit light-headed. He put it down to the fumes of the vehicles in the garage. He looked again at Marquez to see how he was feeling and saw he looked to be staring straight into space without blinking.
“Urgh…mate…are youu…alriightt”? Simpson started to feel really spaced out and was struggling to get his words out. Marquez didn’t even respond.
Simpson now joined Marquez in being silent and spaced out. He could no longer think properly to get any words out. It felt easier just to stand still. He enjoyed listening to the music anyway, it felt calm and relaxing so he just focused on that instead.
Craig had been watching from the office since the cops first arrived. He laughed under his breath,
“I can’t believe it! My first two cops, and handsome ones to boot! I knew giving that handsome discount to the station would eventually draw them here. Soon i’ll own the whole station and be in charge of this town!”
He pressed a button on a control panel and the music stopped playing. He then made his way into the workshop over to the two officers, who were now stood mindlessly swaying, Marquez had even started to drool. They both looked so happy in their blissful unaware state.
“Well well well boys, looks like you enjoyed listening to my special playlist, it will take a little longer to fully take over your minds, but you both seem ready to get started, now lets see what are your names”
Just as Craig was about to look at their name tags, Simpson suddenly spoke
“My name is Charlie Simpson”. He said in a very soft almost robotic voice.
“Oh! I wasn’t expecting a response so soon! I thought it would take a bit longer, but I guess you cops are trained to serve! So are you going to tell me your name?” He turned towards Marquez.
“I…I…i’m ….” Marquez stuttered.
“Hmm, I guess you’re not as highly trained as your handsome partner here. So Simpson, what’s your partner’s name?”
“Greg Marquez” Simpson responded in the same tone as before.
“I see. Well seen as though you have responded very well to my special soundtrack Simpson, I want you to follow me to my office.
“okay” he simply responded with, and followed Craig into his office. Craig shut the door behind him, walked over to the control panel and started the music playing again.
“Take a seat officer Simpson. Oh and from now on you will respond to me as Sir okay?”
“Yes sir” Simpson replied, and sat in the chair opposite Craig’s desk. Craig then walked over to the filing cabinet in the corner, opened the top drawer and pulled out a set of headphones. He connected them to his computer and placed them on Simpson’s head.
“Now this is the next stage of your training. I’ve got something else for you to listen to, I think you’ll enjoy it” He smiled as he pressed a button on his keyboard.
Simpson’s eyes grew slightly wider, he seemed to respond to the new soundtrack almost immediately. Craig took a seat opposite and just enjoyed watching his new toy falling deeper into his control.