"Good, thank you April!" Harleen exclaimed, when the diligent work of the debased police chief helped her reach a nice orgasm, drenching the face of April. "Now lets clean me up, lick me like a good doggie, my dear! Nice, long, slow licks, until I am clean..."
She was seeing the reactions of the woman, and was starting to get to know her... The papers with the tests of course would go with April to be filled out later, but with a given deadline of the next day morning, an hour before the majority of the police arrived, they would be filled in time.
"Next stop is your place, where you feel the most comfortable... The kennels! Don't forget to bring the papers... and forget the underwear!" was the professional domina and shrink's parting words when April finally left her room. Of course, at that time, the police chief sported a new collar under her clothes, instead of her underwear, with the bra and panties in the hands of Harleen.
The handcuffs was given back, of course, and the collar was not locked, but would be later, if April finished the paperwork... Not only tests, but a contract... A legally binding contract that would let Harleen do almost anything 'professionally', to 'cure' April...