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Name: Stephanie Briggs Age: 36 Race/Species: Human

Physical Appearance: With a curvy, voluptuous figure that she keeps in check with her strict workout regimen, Stephanie Briggs stands out in the sea of uniforms at the precinct. Her long, brown hair is usually tied back in a sleek pony tail, showcasing her sharp jawline and piercing emerald eyes. Her full lips often curve into a knowing smile, hinting at the secrets she holds. Her skin is a fair toned, and her hands, though strong from her job, are adorned with delicate, lacy tattoos that peek out from her sleeves when she's not in uniform.

Background: Born and raised in a small town, Stephanie Briggs always knew she wanted more. She pursued a career in law enforcement, driven by a desire to protect and serve. After years of hard work, she transferred to a bustling city's elite police department. The change has been a whirlwind, but she's eager to prove herself in her new role. Her evenings, however, are spent in a different kind of service, exploring the depths of her submissive desires through self-bondage, a secret she meticulously hides from her colleagues.

Personality: On duty, Stephanie is a commanding presence, her voice firm and her decisions swift. Beneath the badge, she's a hopeless romantic, yearning for the gentle touch and dominance of a partner who can navigate her complex emotional landscape. Despite her tough exterior, she has a soft spot for those in need, often going above and beyond to ensure their safety. Her submissive nature in her personal life is a stark contrast to her professional persona, and she finds solace in the release it provides from the daily pressures of her job.

"Hey, new girl, you got the coffee?" One of the officers called out as Stephanie Briggs pushed through the double doors of the precinct, the scent of freshly brewed coffee trailing from the cardboard cup in her hand.

"Coming right up," she said, flashing a smile that was more out of obligation than genuine cheer. The bustle of the station washed over her like a wave, phones ringing, papers shuffling, and the low murmur of officers discussing the day's events. She took a sip, feeling the heat of the liquid seep into her chilled fingers, a brief respite from the crisp fall air outside.

The call came in, a crackle over the radio that sent the room into a flurry of activity. "10-21, we need backup at the First National Bank. Suspects are heavily armed and moving fast." The dispatcher's voice was sharp, urgent. The room's chatter dropped to a hush, and every pair of eyes fell on Stephanie. "You're up, Briggs," her supervisor barked.

Her heart pounded as she dashed to the locker room to gear up. The weight of the vest settled onto her shoulders, the cold metal of her gun at her hip. The sound of booted feet echoed down the hallway as she sprinted to the garage. The engine of her patrol car roared to life, and she peeled out of the lot, tires squealing.

The bank was a chaotic scene when she arrived. Sirens wailed, and uniformed officers swarmed the area, pushing a sea of panicked civilians back. She scanned the faces around her, looking for the tell-tale signs of fear and adrenaline. Her training kicked in, and she focused on the task at hand.

Stepping out of the car, she felt the cool breeze ruffle her hair, which had come loose from its ponytail. She tucked it behind her ear and strode towards the bank's entrance, her eyes searching for the perpetrator's escape route. The sound of shattered glass caught her attention, and she saw a figure darting down an alleyway, a bag in hand.

Her instincts took over, and she broke into a run, the heavy thud of her boots on the pavement echoing off the tall, narrow walls of the alley. She heard the distant shouts of her colleagues, but she was already committed to the chase. As she rounded the corner, the figure grew clearer. He was tall, muscular, and wearing a black ski mask that only heightened the intensity of his piercing blue eyes.

Her hand hovered over her gun, the weight of the decision to draw it heavy in her holster. But something held her back, a strange thrill mixed with a flutter of attraction that she couldn't explain. She watched him sprint, his movements fluid and graceful despite the clumsy haste of a fugitive. His black jacket billowed behind him like a cape, and for a moment, she wasn't chasing a suspect—she was chasing a dark, alluring figure that felt as though they were pulled right from a comic book.

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