Blackshaft - 1-01 Say Hello To The Black Guys p2
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Somewhere.

The olfactory sensation was crisp, cutting through to her nous and waking her up quickly. carol jerked up and felt the diffuse blindfold around her eyes leaving her in the dark. Feeling the metal around her wrist, she realised she was handcuffed in a chair, and bare-foot, too. Still clothed but bare-foot. Her smash was gone."What the Hell --"she started to say then take heed the vox. A deep and masculine male person voice.
"Bitch is awake."the articulation said.
She heard a door opened then something else. The sound of skin slapping against pelt, like ....
"Come on ! Come on ! ... Fuck me hard ... roll in the hay my ..."A female voice moaned then yelped as there was another crisp slap."Uuuuuhhhh ...."
"Be ... there ... AAAAHhhhh ...."another man groaned and Carol heard the char moan.
What the hell was happening here ?
"That's right,"the sec male spokesperson said and added,"Nice and clean ... That cunt juice predilection good, don't it ? ..."
"Mmmm ..."
"Now what d'you say ?"he said firmly. A smother distaff vox responded saying something she couldn't hear.
Carol heard trend then footsteps come near her then stop in front line of her. She said,"I am --"
"I know who you are, bitch."the instant man cut her off."Officer Christmas carol Kellerman."
"So uncuff me, asshole !"she ordered and get word laughter. Two male vox. Listening past them she heard another man in the former room moaning.
"Ballsy bitch, ain't she ?"a new male representative said.
"Ain't they all ?"the first base man said.
A gagging came from the other room."Hell, YEAHHH !"the man in there gasped.
"smart one too."the first man continued."We need a better looking lock."
leash men, carol reckoned so far.
More gagging ....
"Gon na involve a new one now. She fucked it up."
There was secrecy for a consequence, and for the first gear meter Christmas carol felt scared.
"Gon na hold to move."the first man said."It's like fuckin'Eglin central lately."
"Aaaahh ..."the woman gasped. Then the gagging started again. A surd, wet audio that stopped."Ahhhh !"the woman groaned. And it started again. Hard and wet as before ...
"What are you love child doing to her ?"carol said as the wet, hard gagging began again.
She heard laughter."Right now, nothing she's saying no to."the first man said.
"Horny squawk likes it that way."the second added.
Christmas carol's head raced. This didn't add up. That didn't sound like assault. The fair sex did sound like she wanted it. Just like cake."I don't know what ... or how you're doing this but you won't get away with it."
"Yeah, cunt. !"she heard the victorious timber from the early room."All over that fairly fuckin'face."Followed by a ... satisfied moan !"Should get a video for the family album."the man said and Christmas carol heard a unlike female spokesperson giggling. carol listened a trivial harder, trying to heard for anything else. There should be a search out for her. Especially after patty's disappearance.
"Gone all quiet,"the minute man said."Guess she thinks she's in the shit."
"Nah, I'll bet she's looking for what her girl got today."the tierce man said walking in, sounding vary satisfied."Two bitch copper in one day ? What are the odds ?"
"Bastards,"she muttered, as she realised they were talking about cake. She listened for anything, the voices, anything that might locate this place after ... Carol stopped thinking about that. The target lesson was to come through. Get out and nail these bastards later.
"Shit, where's our fucking manners ?"carol heard the indorsement man say and suddenly a mitt grabbed the blindfold It was pulled from her head and she looked up, blinking. Three muscular black men, all nude, smiled back at her. Her eyes were drawn to the huge stopcock between their legs.
As Carol looked over their dark, powerful bodies and thick arms she saw the tattoos. All tribal designs. Then her eyes fell on this big ... black-market ... cocks ... They were full-grown than any she'd seen in her life before. Two wrangle went through her mind.
Oh.
Fuck.



The Cave.

Scarlet braked quickly as she cleared the intimate doors of the cave tunnel behind her. The car came to a full point and she just sat there, looking at the cave around her. million of dollar sign had been spent excavating and building it. All through second, third base, 4th and fifth society, using foreign workers who were paid handsomely to shut out the hell up and vanish. She saw the computer in the succeeding cavern. That was a least a hundred million there alone. Even the Pentagon never had that technology. How many social task would that have benefited more than than trying to figure out the Smiler or the Birdman or any of the lunatic ?
She sighed and opened the door, stepping out. Quietly she walked to the computer, past the server room that housed the massive store banks for the information processing system. In another cavern here was equally expensive scientific discipline equipment. Another was her ‘ trophy room ’. She remembered how many times she put up reports of a ‘ successful'job with Nightlord caught. Again. That was the trouble. It was always again. And again. And again. And again. scarlet walked up the stone gradation and saw the secret door open. The thin senior figure stood there wearing a robe."Sorry for getting you up, Carl,"she said acknowledging the butler.
"I was awake. Ma'am,"he said, stepping back and letting her pass.
"Kacey asleep ?"she said entering the populace of Alison Beach. Her avowedly indistinguishability and the reason she could expend those trillion on equipment that didn't period madman from killing free people.
"Yes."Carl paused."A bit early tonight ? law band reported a missing officer."
"They found her."Alison told him, ignoring the question.
"This is another one."
Alison stopped, about to grow and head back out but hesitated."They'll find her as well."she said and turned towards the closed book room access. She closed it and left Carl looking confused.



Eglin metropolis. telephone exchange Police department. Holding Cells.

They told her about Carol, the two men, a lily-white serjeant and black officeholder, and asked her where she might be ? Patty stood up and walked her defenseless white ass up to the taproom and wire and pressed herself against the cold metallic element, feeling her nipples harden. She looked at the White River Sergeant and smiled."If they got her, carol will getting the best shtup of her life."she purred."A rattling fucking. From real men. Men who take what they want."She looked at the pitch blackness officer."Ain't that right ?"she asked."You'd just come on in here and pack it. wouldn't you, Mike ?"
"Eh ..."the pitch blackness police officer called mike stood there, his mouth open as he saw the naked Patrick White woman looking at his crotch.
"You'd slam that billy club of yours into my sweet, snowy pussy ?"she teased.
"patty !"the serjeant-at-law ordered."Shut the fuck up ! microphone, get out of here."
"You'd do it properly, wouldn't you, mike ? Not like needle-dick there."Patty licked her rim at microphone."Open up that threshold, mike. semen on in and guide it."she moaned."I want you to take it."
"Mike !"the sergeant warned seeing the Black person man hadn't moved.
"SHUT UP, DICK-LESS ! ! !"cake yelled and turned back to microphone."Take it, baby ..."she groaned, rubbing her hip joint against the wire.
"You are on a make love charge no matter what they find in you, Heinrich !"the serjeant told her, surprised, and started walking out."microphone, I'm not telling you again ! relocation !"
As the inkiness man was pulled out with a grin and a hard-on patty clung onto the wire, dry-humping it."All yours, Mikey-baby."she shouted."ALL FUCKING YOURS !"



Beach residence. headmaster Bedroom

Alison was naked, the leather getup and cape on the floor. She looked at herself in the mirror and saw a fit-looking woman stare back. Alison eyed the bare ring finger. At her age she should be married, have nipper, doing the sociable matter. make the next generation of Beach line. There was a couple of bruise on her from a bad fall in a battle with a mugger which the lie about a skiing chance event covered. What was she doing, jumping off building and getting into scrap ? She had looked in on Kacey as she passed and saw the 19-year-old blonde sleeping. What the hell was she doing bringing her along, risking her young biography as well ? Scarlet fagot and the Red Princess ... what a laugh. Kacey should be out partying, studying, doing things other girls her age should be doing. Not pulling on a dumb leather kit and risking getting shot or stabbed or dropped in acid or even raped ....
But that was it. Alison sank in the death chair in the sleeping accommodation. That was the problem. She still lived in that moment. Still lived through that event. She could close her optic and see the men bursting in ... shouting ... threatening .... the flash of the tongue ... Then her mother beggary. For both their safety and saying she would do anything. And she did. Alison saw her mother being dragged off as she was tied up. She heard everything. Every reprobate s of it. When Dad came menage she had wondered why he was blaming himself. matter changed. Mom changed. It was only years later she found out the truth. How he had got mixed up in a business deal with the mob and tried to double-cross them. He paid them off and put himself into the business to escape looking at Alison or her mother. Then killed himself some prison term later after Mom had finally drank herself to death a few class after that night. All the while she'd been sent to different schools but was thrown out of every one.
Kacey had been some effort to obtain normality. After years of trying to find out a ‘ normal'relationship and finding nix satisfied her like dressing up and beating up ‘ bad bozo she gave in to it. She found Kacey in the streets at 14. Kacey Sutton. Her mother was a heroin addict who would also ‘ do anything ’. Only for drugs. Something just clicked and Alison engineered the teenager's care order. It was all practiced printing press, with Alison getting another slice about her philanthropist fashion in the insistence. It also brought up her family account with the common questions about her privacy and the usual rumours about relationship and why she wasn't married. The pit with them all, she had thought. She was doing something. Not like the jam who just bitched and secretly loved all the last and awe as it sold report. vermilion world-beater was doing something, unlike those editors who only cared for the sales that fear fed.
"Penny for them."the voiced voice said behind her and Alison looked up to see Kacey in the doorway, the pink gown around her.
Alison remembered she was naked and reached for her bathrobe."Nothing."she said pulling it on."How was the subject area night ?"
Kacey shrugged."drilling. How was the law-breaking fighting ?"
"Quiet."Alison said, tying the belt. She faced Kacey."Just go back to bed."
"Still early."the 19-year-old said.
"And quiet. Police have it all in hand."
“'Kay."the Cy Young blonde said, leaving."Night."
"Night."Alison replied, watched the girl go.



Somewhere.

"Here is what you're thinking."the black man facing carol told her."These are the three big, ugly niggers who raped your girlfriend. Right ?"he asked. Carol looked at him, feeling her mouth dry up."Except we ain't ugly and we ain't raped no-one. Niggers is questionable. Sam Michael Joe Jackson uses it and no-one squash racquet an eye. Some Edward White C-list comic from a TV show tries it and his career's down the toilet. funny remark that."
"Political correctness gone mad."one of the others added.
"I'm a cop."she said.
He nodded."I know."
"You do anything to me --"
"Like what ?"he demanded, leaning forward so he was face-to-face with her.
"L ..."she started to speak than swallowed. carol could reek him. It was a musky, male person smell. solid and right. She shook her head to clear it. Get a bobby pin, remember your preparation, she told herself and started concentrating on her surroundings. There was no windowpane, and from the walls might be clandestine, some kind of cellar or basement. But it was well-fixed. A TV and a laptop figurer sat on a heavy-looking desk with drawers. There was only the one door. And through that ...
"She say we raped her ?"he asked.
"I am ..."carol tried again but found finding the news difficult.
"Did,"he said slowly, moving in again."she say that we raped her ?"
"Whatever you did you are in fuss !"Carol spat, feeling his perfume meet her senses.
The other two laughed."Don't think so."the man facing her smiled."Don't know if you know this but you really should be thanking us."
"Yup,"one of the men said as the other nodded.
"Thanking you ... ?"she asked.
"That grinning psycho."the man said."And the early freaks. She tell you about them."carol's head raced back to the babbling from Patty. She mentioned it, how they had killed them."Now answer the question, police officer Kellerman. Did your girl say we raped her ?"
"No."Carol said reluctantly."And she's my mate, not my girlfriend ! But you did something to her. I want to do it what !"
"collaborator ?"the other pitch-dark man was smiling."Congratulations, when was the wedding party ?"
The black man facing her stood up."What'd she say we do to her ?"he smiled."She say we fuck her ?"
Christmas carol said nothing.
"That'll be a yes."he said."She say we fuck her good ?"
"Fuck you."Carol said, avoiding his eyes.
"Another yes."he smiled."You want us to fuck you too ?"
"Go ahead. That will be rape !"carol sneered, looking him in the eye.
The blacken man simply kept smiling."Gag her and bring her future door."he told the other two.
Christmas carol started to panic. They were going to do. She watched one of the men open a drawer and bring out a leather gag. The early walk towards her."No !"she said as he grabbed her hair and the other man slapped the gag around her mouth."N -- !"she tried screaming too late as the strap was tied around her promontory tightly then they picked up the chair with Carol still in it and took her towards the door ...
Her mind panicked as she dreaded what she might see in there.



Beach mansion. original Bedroom.

Alison couldn't sleep. She lay in the bed and looked at the ornate ceiling. Then out the windowpane at the lunar month. Yes it was fourth dimension. After ten geezerhood it was time to deal with something she never really contemplated. Getting a sprightliness. A real life. Not the Trygve Lie she'd been indulging in to overlay her secret spirit. She would narrate Kacey in the morning. Then shut down the reckoner and put everything away. And then lock up the cave. For upright.
And try to enjoy her wealth. Properly. Set up a few trusts. prepare some societal projects. Do something actually useful.



Somewhere.

"They look raped to you ?"the total darkness man said as Christmas carol saw the bed and the two young, nude, Patrick White women on it. Both blond, not more than college age. They were kissing. Passionately. She saw the girls'hands buried between each other's second joint. She was placed next to the door with a respectable view of the bed. Christmas carol suddenly recognised one of them. Louis Comfort Tiffany Storme. Of the Storme family. One of the richest and most politically right families in the urban center ! She was always in the composition for something, whether it was that sex tape that got her kicked out of college or rolling out of a club at four in the dawning. What the hell was she doing here ?
The missy looked over to the man and smiled."Bitches."he said and they giggled."This cop thinks you been raped by us spade. You want to tell her ?"
The other blonde giggled again as Tiffany feigned shock. Then turned and sat on the boundary of the bed."You gon na rape me ?"the white socialite pleaded, caressing his cock.
The man looked at Carol."You got ta say no, bitch."he asked.
"screwing that, I want it."Tiffany said, slowly pumping his soft cock."C'mon. Rape me."
Drugged, had to be, Carol thought as she saw the other girlfriend lying back, spreading her legs and slowly began to rub herself.
"You want this nigga to outrage you ?"he asked, looking at Carol.
Tiffany reached up and turned his human face back towards her."YES !"she demanded.
"Then tell this dainty police lady."he told her.
Tiffany Storme looked at Carol and slapped her modest bloodless hand onto the large black cock."I WANT this BIG FUCKIN'NIGGER raping me !"
"Sounds more like a ‘ yes'to me,"he grinned and carol looked as the bootleg man shoved Louis Comfort Tiffany back onto the bed then threw her wooden leg capable. carol looked away but one of the dark men pulled her face back. Not that she resisted, the way smelled of sex, and she couldn't keep her center from that large black prick too long. The man slapped his cock onto Tiffany's ovalbumin belly and Carol saw how deep it would go inside her. As it started to tighten up, she could only stare on in wonder as it must suffer been longer than 12 inches in length. What it must experience like inside her ....
"kick can't convey her eyes off it,"the man said to the young socialite.
"S'mine."Tiffany hissed and the other girlfriend giggled. There was something conversant about her. Carol couldn't place but ..."Now rape me !"Louis Comfort Tiffany ordered, reaching for the shaft growing even harder on her stomach.
He slapped her helping hand back. “"What d'you say ?"
Tiffany pouted, then eyed Carol. She was smiling, seeming to catch on to something."No ..."she said quietly.
He looked around to Carol and smiled."But you wanted this big nigger cock inside your pretty white cunt ?"he asked.
"No !"Tiffany answered, grinning and moving her articulatio coxae so her belly and pussy was rubbing up and down the bottom of the midst, hanker black cock.
"You want this nigga's seed inside you ?"he also asked, still looking to Carol.
"Please, noooooo ...."she pouted, turning the refusal into a jeer."Oooh, this big, nasty nigga's going to ravish me. Officer."she said loking directly at carol, but stroking his big gorgious cock to hardness."Going to plunder me trade good and gruelling ..."
Christmas carol saw him smile at her again. He was going to eff one the city's hottest young socialites and not don a condom. Maybe even impregnate her there and then ! goodness, fucking bitch. A part of her was enjoying this, watch Leslie Howard Storme's daughter tart herself out to a black man, unprotected. service the old arrogant shaft right field. help her right, the way she was acting.
The early girl crawled off the bed and along the base She stopped in nominal head of Christmas carol and giggled again. Christmas carol got a finis look in her eyes and couldn't see any sign of a drug in them. Where did she see that girl before ? The thought bugged her as she saw the female child wrench at the other black men's cocks. Christmas carol gulped as she was they were equally as big.
"Looks better without that dumb make-up, don't she ?"one of the men said to Carol and she remembered the blonde. Without the Stanford White constitution she was completely different. She was Smiler's crazy girlfriend, Giggle. Her tangible epithet was holly Adams. She was a pupil who was doing oeuvre experience in the psychiatric hospital when he'd ‘ seduced'her during one his incarcerations. She even helped him on that breakout, and ever since. Looks like she'd been seduced again.
"Over there."she heard Tiffany being told and watched as the Lester Willis Young white woman did as she was told, moving to the end of the bed. Her black macho-man yanked her down so she was sitting on it, her ramification paste, giving carol a view of her shaven kitty-cat. He walked bout, cock bobbing up and down ... Christmas carol was finding it difficult to occupy her middle from it.
Carol saw why they'd moved. He knelt on the edge of the bed, pushing Tiffany back. He started pushing his monolithic shaft against her low pink vagina. The purview meant Carol would see it sliding in. She watched the thick, Shirley Temple cock stretching the naked, White puss lips opened and slowly subside into the pinko flesh behind them. She heard the soft moan of Louis Comfort Tiffany as she wrapped her pegleg and limb around the muscular black he-man. He started thrusting immediately., taking a long slow pull-back then nimble deep plunges into the willing mouth. Carol watched as that grim pecker went deeper and bass, the big, black clump swinging, the plentiful, young, white socialite moaning getting louder ...
"Mmmmmm ..."the other lady friend moaned and carol glanced to her side. Buddy Holly - Giggle - was sucking off both Negro cocks, first one then the former then back again. Each prick was as thick as the female child's arm. She licked up each shaft and then down again, nibbling and kising on the Brobdingnagian dark Ball under it. One of the men grabbed a handful of her fuzz and walked her on her hands and human knee back to the bed. He sat down and lay back. The girl seemed to know just what he wanted and climbed on to top of him. She gripped his beam of light between her thighs and pressed the fat, contraband headspring of the shaft against her vaginal lips as she straddled him."Aaaahhhh ..."she groaned as she sat back on the slam. An persona of those pink sassing spreading to oblige that wooden-headed black slam flashed through Carol's mind and she quickly cleared it. It's drugs, she told herself again. It's fucking drugs. Had to be. The blond started slowly riding the black man, her small knocker moving then jiggling as she rode the lightlessness man quicker."Uuuuh .... Uhhhh ..."she moaned, her optic closed as she was lost in feeling.
The blackamoor fucking Louis Comfort Tiffany was plunging bass inside her, grunting with each poking."Yes .... Yes ...."she moaned clinging onto him. carol could see the succus shining on the black shaft as it pistoned into the mild yielding pussy."piece of tail YES !"she yelled suddenly, her hands sliding down his backrest and grabbing at his thrusting behind."seminal fluid on ... Do it ... Do it !"she demanded, urging him to go deeper inside her. Carol watched him ‘ do it ’. It was same voice from early. Good and surd and deeply and riotous. He was muttering into her ear as he fucked her, sinking every in he could into her and Louis Comfort Tiffany responded by wanting more.
Holly opened her eyes and blew a kiss to the third gear contraband man who smiled back."Your girl was just the same,"he told Carol walking past her. He made his way behind Holly and slowly and stroked his cock. He placed the other helping hand on the small of her back and Charles Hardin Holley stopped moving. He eased the fat black head of his shaft between the top of her buttocks then slowly pushed it down into them."Yeah,"he continued."That bitch was substantial wild."
Lies, carol thought. She knew Patty. Had known her for years.
"Shit, we took turns on her, and she still wanted more."the Negro inside holly's pussy laughed.
Holly groaned, arching her vertebral column as the former blackened man found what he wanted and pushed his hips forward."Uuuuhhhhh ..."the blonde moaned.
"3 big, black cocks, nailing that cop slut."the man under her added.
lie, Christmas carol told herself.
"Even these two sluts had a go on her."The endorsement man in Holly said.
Carol shook her mind."NHHHH !"she yelled through the gag, angrily.
The black man in Holly's ass grabbed her hair and turned the blonde to Carol."William Tell her."he said.
Charles Hardin Holley lazily grinned as she began pushing back on the Brobdingnagian black hammer in her ass and cunt."We all fucked her."she said.
"Nhhhhh ..."Carol pulled at the cuff then sighed. They were lying. They had to have drugged her. There was no way --
A moan made Carol look up and she saw the blacken man inside Tiffany balls-deep. They were tight and he was panting as she was softly groaning. His hip were jerking. He was doing it. Filling that young, rich, white pussy with powerful black seed. As he finished the former two were just beginning. holly was bracing herself on the bed as they started pounding into her, one in as one went out. carol was watching two huge, black plunger battering away into the young, white body.
The room was filled with the smell of sex as the grim man pulled out of Tiffany and got to his feet. He pushed his shiny rooster under Christmas carol's nose, blocking her persuasion of the ternary."Your girlfriend sucked it scavenge. Sucked it, then licked every inch clean."he said.
Carol heard the satisfied moan of Tiffany and the growing pants and wails of Holly as all she could see was that huge pitch-black cock and the sculpture muscle tonus of his six pack ....
"Yeah, she opened up her lip and sucked every inch of our pitch-dark cocks clean. Sucked our big, black peter and our big, black balls. You're looking flushed."he noted."Feeling hot ?"
"Aaahhh, Redeemer ...."Holly groaned and Carol heard a loud smacking !
"She felt hot."he told Carol."Couldn't get out of that undifferentiated quickly enough."
"UUUHHH ...."one of the grim men cried out.
"AAH ... ! AAH ... ! AAH ... !"Holly cried out ...
"Bitch was on her knees ..."
"piece of tail those prick, you slut !"she heard Tiffany say.
"... sucking our BIG, NIGGER cocks ...."
Christmas carol could just see one man's pegleg and the other's ass. Both jerk and thrusting hard. Slamming into that legal tender white kitty and ass. Holly's headland was bucking back and forth, and up and down as she rode those black cocks. The Black in front of Carol stepped forward, rubbing his softening prick on her face. She could reek nothing but cum and pussy as he grabbed her hair and held her head in place. She could palpate the urging between her legs.
"GHHHOD !"she heard Holly.
"... Eating pussy ..."
"YEAHHHHH !"one of the men said.
"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck .... !"Holly groaned.
All Christmas carol could see was the BIG, Shirley Temple shaft being gently tapped and dragged across her face.
"Yesssss ...."Louis Comfort Tiffany moaned.
"You are looking damn hot."Carol heard the negro above her say."Feeling horny ?"he asked and undid the gag.
"UUhhhhhhh ..."The socialite moaned again.
Christmas carol gasped as her mouth was freed."Liars !"she panted.
He bend down so he was face-to-face."I can smack it."he grinned and put a hand on her venter. Carol went to snap her legs closed and only then realised they'd been closed for a while as she had rubbing her thighs together."Hot and wet, bitch."he whispered to her."Hot and fucking wet, I'll bet."
"AAAUUUUUHHHHhhhhhh-hh-hh-hhh ...."she heard Holly cry and knew the sound of an orgasm.
"She came too, your girlfriend."the man told her."Couldn't fucking full stop ..."
"Hhhhuuuu ...."Charles Hardin Holley gasped ...
"No ..."Carol whispered.
"She begged for it not to stop."he told her.
"MMMmmmmmmm ... .."Tiffany moaned.
"She fuckin'needed it ..."he told her quietly.
He stepped aside and carol saw the good deal of Tiffany now in Holly's place, the two Negroid men beginning to lbf. into her pussy and ass as Holly kissed her while squeezing the socialite's small-scale chest. The man in her ass grabbed her hair and jerked her vertebral column."OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH ! ! ! !"she yelled, being impaled on his massive pecker. The man in her twat suddenly thrust upwards and gasped and carol saw the facial expression of joy on Tiffany's face as he came inside her. The man in her ass lifted her off the man under her and dumped Tiffany onto her belly. Christmas carol saw him pull his long, thick black peter out then easily slip it into her dripping slit. All it took was a few more thrusts and soon a second load of hot, fertile, black, cum was being pumped into Tiffany.
A ringtone was coming from the the jean on the floor and the man beside Carol bent down, reached into his pocket and pulled out a slim black phone. He popped it undefendable and smiled as he saw who it was."Well ?"he said into it and listened."I told you. Just say the word."He said and listened again."When ? .... Don't worry about it."
As he talked carol couldn't contain herself from watching the third blackamoor man add his black germ into the unprotected, white, socialite womb ...



Eglin City. Central police force Department. Holding Cells.

Patty was sleeping. It was the sound of the door unlocking, then opening that woke her and she lay there, naked. Slowly she turned and looked at the uniformed sinister officeholder."Hello, Mike."she purred. officer mike Pernell stood there, looking nervous. She sat up, swinging her legs over the side of the hogwash so she faced him. A quick glance to the camera told her it was off. There was no green ignitor."You breaking me out ?"she teased, stroking a nipple..
microphone couldn't believe it. The most officious, snobbish, cunt in the station acting like a complete whore."God damn,"he sighed.
"Or you just arrive to ingest it ?"Patty said, smiling and opened her legs.
"I'm gon na fuckin'take it !"he told her, unzipping his trouser as he walked towards the smiling Patty ....



Somewhere.

Carol was aching between her ramification."Please,"she said."Please let me go."
The black men smiled."Bet you're wet down there."one of them said, moving a hired man down to her still-clothed private parts area.
"I'm a nookie COP !"she said, trying to move her rose hip away from him.
He stepped up to her, grabbing her hair and pulling her mind back. The dominance of it just made the feeling between her leg worse. He pushed his black look in her clean, reddened grimace, grinning as he stroked her thigh."You been shifting over that unharmed seat. You saying you're not horny ?"
"No !"she said.
"Who's lying now ?"he told her and slapped his hand onto her stomach.
"No ...."she said again, feeling how close she was to climaxing mightily then.
"Fu .... Fuhhh ..."she started, thinking of anything that might dampen the hunger inside her.
"appearance her the video."one of the other men said and the man in her face smiled.
Carol found herself being dragged back into the former elbow room and dumped in straw man of the laptop computer. It was opened and she jumped as one of the men was at her ear."You'll love this."he said as the internet was accessed."Fucktube."the man said, and looked at the screen."Only just put it up and over a hundred collision already."Carol blinked as she she saw patty on the screenland. On the ‘ net ! Only her uniform adventitia was not buttoned but tied together so her belly was exposed. Patty put the badge up close to the camera then pinned it to the unironed blueness shirt. She was wearing lacy scanty. The hat and bash, too, and not much else."I am Officer Patricia Heinrich."she watched her partner say. carol looked on in disbelief as she watched her disciplined, solid police cooperator begin to ‘ collar'the three Negroid men, watching them tilt against the wall, each man smiling as he did so.
"piece of tail you, bitch."one of the men said, turned and grabbed a seemingly bequeath Patty before shoving her against the rampart She didn't put up a fight as the handlock were taken from her belt and snapped on her."You are in a fucking zone and not fucking."the man told her."How do you plead ?"
carol watched cake smiling as she pressed herself against the black man's crotch. Patty was enjoying herself !"Not shamefaced !"she declared proudly, grinding her white ass against him.
"How does the panel find the defendant ?"the man called out
From all around the tv camera, the early two pitch blackness men and two female person spokesperson answered as one."GUILTY !"
The man grabbed her hat and tossed it aside, then grabbed her fuzz and yanked her head back. He pulled her away from the rampart and carol saw the pleasure on Patty's face."20 twelvemonth, Officer. Hard fucking ! Starting now."he grinned and marched her into the very same sleeping room Christmas carol had been in.
carol looked towards the room. She pulled her legs together and started rocking back and Forth River. As she watched Patty being thrown onto the bed, Christmas carol knew one thing for sure - she was so anathemize horny ! The black man who had cuffed patty paused the TV. He held up some roofy and smiled then carol found her human knee being pulled apart and each leg being tied to the respective chair leg. He stopped the video and closed the internet. Christmas carol said nothing, pulling at the ropes that held her peg open. He put his lips to her ear."I can smack how fucking horny you are."he whispered.
"fuck you,"she said back.
"I know you will."he replied, opening up the disk tray of the laptop. He put a disc in and waited for the curriculum to start. Then clicked on a button and expanded the movie so it filled the screen. Carol found herself looking at Patty again. In the scanty, and showing the badge."We got a lilliputian job to do. Meanwhile, love the movies."he told her and plugged in a pair of headphone, then put them over her ears. He started the motion-picture show again and put the phone up ... ..


TO BE CONTINUED ... .