Blackshaft - 1-01 Say Hello To The total darkness hombre p2
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Somewhere.

The aroma was sharp, cutting through to her head and waking her up quickly. Carol jerked up and felt the lenient blindfold around her optic leaving her in the dark. Feeling the metallic element around her wrists, she realised she was handcuffed in a chair, and bare-foot, too. Still clothed but bare-foot. Her belt was gone."What the blaze --"she started to say then heard the voice. A deep and masculine male voice.
"Bitch is awake."the interpreter said.
She heard a door opened then something else. The speech sound of skin slapping against hide, like ....
"ejaculate on ! Come on ! ... screwing me hard ... shtup my ..."A female interpreter moaned then yelped as there was another acute slap."Uuuuuhhhh ...."
"Be ... there ... AAAAHhhhh ...."another man groaned and carol heard the adult female moan.
What the hell was happening here ?
"That's right,"the arcsecond male phonation said and added,"Nice and plum ... That pussy juice gustation soundly, don't it ? ..."
"Mmmm ..."
"Now what d'you say ?"he said firmly. A muffled female voice responded saying something she couldn't hear.
carol heard trend then footsteps come near her then stop in front of her. She said,"I am --"
"I know who you are, bitch."the second man cut her off."military officer Christmas carol Kellerman."
"So uncuff me, motherfucker !"she ordered and get word laughter. Two male person voices. Listening past them she heard another man in the former elbow room moaning.
"Ballsy bitch, ain't she ?"a new virile part said.
"Ain't they all ?"the starting time man said.
A gagging came from the other way."Hell, YEAHHH !"the man in there gasped.
"smarting one too."the maiden man continued."We need a ameliorate looking lock."
troika men, Christmas carol reckoned so far.
More gagging ....
"Gon na need a new one now. She fucked it up."
There was silence for a moment, and for the foremost time Carol felt scared.
"Gon na make to move."the low man said."It's like fuckin'Eglin Central lately."
"Aaaahh ..."the char gasped. Then the gagging started again. A surd, wet phone that stopped."Ahhhh !"the woman groaned. And it started again. Hard and wet as before ...
"What are you illegitimate child doing to her ?"carol said as the wet, hard gagging began again.
She heard laughter."Right now, aught she's saying no to."the initiative man said.
"Horny bitch likes it that way."the 2d added.
Carol's mind raced. This didn't add up. That didn't sound like violation. The woman did auditory sensation like she wanted it. Just like patty."I don't know what ... or how you're doing this but you won't get away with it."
"Yeah, gripe. !"she heard the triumphant tone from the early way."All over that pretty fuckin'face."Followed by a ... gratify moan !"Should get a picture for the family album."the man said and Carol heard a different female person vocalization giggling. Carol listened a little harder, trying to heard for anything else. There should be a search out for her. Especially after Patty's disappearance.
"Gone all quiet,"the second man said."surmisal she thinks she's in the shit."
"Nah, I'll bet she's looking for what her girlfriend got today."the one-third man said walking in, sounding vary satisfied."Two bitch cops 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 object lesson was to outlast. Get out and nail these bastard later.
"Shit, where's our fucking personal manner ?"Carol heard the sec man say and suddenly a hand grabbed the blindfold It was pulled from her head and she looked up, blinking. Three muscular ignominious men, all defenseless, smiled back at her. Her eyes were drawn to the huge peter between their legs.
As Carol looked over their shadow, powerful body and thick arms she saw the tattoos. All tribal designs. Then her eyes fell on this big ... black ... putz ... They were vainglorious than any she'd seen in her life before. Two words went through her mind.
Oh.
Fuck.



The Cave.

Scarlet braked quickly as she cleared the inner doors of the cave tunnel behind her. The car came to a block and she just sat there, looking at the cave around her. 1000000 of one dollar bill had been spent excavating and building it. All through back, third, fourth and fifth companies, using foreign prole who were paid handsomely to close the inferno up and vanish. She saw the estimator in the next cavern. That was a least a hundred million there alone. Even the Pentagon never had that technology. How many social project would that bear benefited more than than trying to figure out the visage or the Birdman or any of the madman ?
She sighed and opened the door, stepping out. Quietly she walked to the computer, past the server way that housed the massive memory banks for the electronic computer. In another cavern here was equally expensive science equipment. Another was her ‘ prize room ’. She remembered how many multiplication she put up reports of a ‘ successful'job with Nightlord caught. Again. That was the problem. It was always again. And again. And again. And again. Scarlet walked up the gem footmark and saw the surreptitious door clear. The thin elderly 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 world of Alison Beach. Her dependable identity and the reason she could pass those millions on equipment that didn't stop lunatic from killing innocent people.
"Yes."Carl paused."A bit former tonight ? Police band reported a missing officer."
"They found her."Alison told him, ignoring the question.
"This is another one."
Alison stopped, about to turn and head back out but hesitated."They'll find her as well."she said and turned towards the secret doorway. She closed it and left Carl looking confused.



Eglin city. Central Police Department. Holding Cells.

They told her about Christmas carol, the two men, a white sergeant and black officeholder, and asked her where she might be ? patty stood up and walked her bare white ass up to the BAR and wire and pressed herself against the cold metal, feeling her mamilla harden. She looked at the Stanford White sergeant-at-law and smiled."If they got her, Carol will getting the best screw of her life."she purred."A real shtup. From real men. Men who take what they want."She looked at the black policeman."Ain't that right ?"she asked."You'd just come on in here and take it. wouldn't you, microphone ?"
"Eh ..."the shameful officer called microphone stood there, his sass unfold as he saw the bare whiten char looking at his crotch.
"You'd shaft that nightstick of yours into my afters, blanched pussy ?"she teased.
"patty !"the Sergeant ordered."Shut the nookie up ! microphone, get out of here."
"You'd do it properly, wouldn't you, mike ? Not like needle-dick there."Patty licked her backtalk at mike."Open up that door, microphone. cum on in and rent it."she moaned."I want you to take it."
"mike !"the sergeant warned seeing the black man hadn't moved.
"SHUT UP, DICK-LESS ! ! !"Patty yelled and turned back to mike."Take it, infant ..."she groaned, rubbing her hips against the wire.
"You are on a fucking charge no matter what they find in you, Heinrich !"the Sergeant told her, surprised, and started walking out."Mike, I'm not telling you again ! MOVE !"
As the black man was pulled out with a grin and a erection Patty clung onto the wire, dry-humping it."All yours, Mikey-baby."she shouted."ALL piece of ass YOURS !"



Beach house. Master sleeping room

Alison was naked, the leather outfit and mantle on the floor. She looked at herself in the mirror and saw a fit-looking woman stare back. Alison eyed the bare ring digit. At her age she should be married, have kid, doing the social affair. produce the succeeding coevals of Beach stemma. There was a couple of bruises on her from a bad evenfall in a fight with a mugger which the lie about a skiing accident covered. What was she doing, jumping off construction and getting into fights ? 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 life as well ? Scarlet fag and the Red Princess ... what a caper. Kacey should be out partying, studying, doing things former girls her age should be doing. Not pulling on a mute leather outfit and risking getting shot or stabbed or dropped in Elvis or even raped ....
But that was it. Alison sank in the president in the chamber. That was the problem. She still lived in that moment. Still lived through that case. She could close her eyes and see the men bursting in ... shouting ... threatening .... the flare of the knife ... Then her mother begging. For both their refuge 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 perverted secondment of it. When Dad came dwelling house she had wondered why he was blaming himself. thing changed. Mom changed. It was only class later she found out the truth. How he had got mixed up in a business mess with the mob and tried to double-cross them. He paid them off and put himself into the line of work to escape looking at Alison or her mother. Then killed himself some time later after Mom had finally drank herself to end a few long time after that Nox. All the while she'd been sent to dissimilar shoal but was thrown out of every one.
Kacey had been some attempt to determine normality. After years of trying to detect a ‘ normal'relationship and finding nada satisfied her like dressing up and beating up ‘ bad guys 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 teen's care order. It was all effective imperativeness, with Alison getting another piece about her philanthropist direction in the press. It also brought up her family story with the usual questions about her privacy and the usual rumours about relationship and why she wasn't married. The blaze with them all, she had thought. She was doing something. Not like the press who just bitched and secretly loved all the Death and reverence as it sold papers. Scarlet Queen was doing something, unlike those editors who only cared for the gross revenue that fear fed.
"Penny for them."the easygoing voice said behind her and Alison looked up to see Kacey in the doorway, the pink robe around her.
Alison remembered she was naked and reached for her bathrobe."Nothing."she said pulling it on."How was the field of study night ?"
Kacey shrugged."Boring. How was the crime fighting ?"
"Quiet."Alison said, tying the swath. She faced Kacey."Just go back to bed."
"Still early."the 19-year-old said.
"And quiet. constabulary have it all in hand."
“'Kay."the young blond 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. rightfield ?"he asked. carol looked at him, feeling her backtalk dry up."Except we ain't ugly and we ain't raped no-one. nigra is confutative. Sam Jackson uses it and no-one chiropteran an eye. Some Edward White C-list comic from a TV display tries it and his career's down the toilet. Funny 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 smell him. It was a musky, male smell. potent and muscular. She shook her head to unclutter it. Get a travelling bag, think back your breeding, she told herself and started concentrating on her surroundings. There was no windows, and from the paries might be underground, some sort of cellar or basement. But it was well-situated. A TV and a laptop estimator sat on a heavy-looking desk with pants. There was only the one room access. And through that ...
"She say we raped her ?"he asked.
"I am ..."Christmas carol tried again but found finding the intelligence difficult.
"Did,"he said slowly, moving in again."she say that we raped her ?"
"Whatever you did you are in problem !"carol spat, feeling his scent meet her senses.
The former 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 other freaks. She differentiate you about them."Carol's mind raced back to the babbling from Patty. She mentioned it, how they had killed them."Now answer the doubtfulness, Officer Kellerman. Did your girl say we raped her ?"
"No."carol said reluctantly."And she's my better half, not my girl ! But you did something to her. I want to jazz what !"
"partner ?"the former nigrify man was smiling."congratulations, when was the wedding ?"
The smutty man facing her stood up."What'd she say we do to her ?"he smiled."She say we fuck her ?"
Carol said nothing.
"That'll be a yes."he said."She say we fuck her skilful ?"
"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 pitch-black man simply kept smiling."Gag her and convey her succeeding door."he told the other two.
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 other take the air towards her."No !"she said as he grabbed her hair and the other man slapped the gag around her back talk."N -- !"she tried screaming too late as the strap was tied around her head tightly then they picked up the chair with carol still in it and took her towards the doorway ...
Her thinker panicked as she dreaded what she might see in there.



Beach Mansion. Master Bedroom.

Alison couldn't sleep. She lay in the bed and looked at the ornate ceiling. Then out the window at the moon. Yes it was time. After ten age it was time to deal with something she never really contemplated. Getting a life. A real life. Not the Lie she'd been indulging in to cover her cloak-and-dagger life. She would tell Kacey in the morning time. Then shut down the computers and put everything away. And then lock up the cave. For good.
And try to savor her wealthiness. Properly. Set up a few corporate trust. Organise some social projects. Do something actually useful.



Somewhere.

"They look raped to you ?"the lightlessness man said as Carol saw the bed and the two Brigham Young, naked, egg white adult female on it. Both blond, not more than college age. They were kissing. Passionately. She saw the young lady'hands buried between each other's thighs. She was placed following to the doorway with a good view of the bed. Christmas carol suddenly recognised one of them. Tiffany Storme. Of the Storme kinsperson. One of the rich and most politically powerful families in the city ! She was always in the theme 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 morning. What the pit was she doing here ?
The miss looked over to the man and smiled."Bitches."he said and they giggled."This cop thinks you been raped by us nigger. You want to tell her ?"
The early blonde giggled again as Tiffany feigned daze. Then turned and sat on the sharpness of the bed."You gon na violate me ?"the white socialite pleaded, caressing his cock.
The man looked at Carol."You got ta say no, bitch."he asked.
"Fuck that, I want it."Tiffany said, slowly pumping his piano peter."C'mon. Rape me."
Drugged, had to be, Carol thought as she saw the other girl lying back, spreading her legs and slowly began to rub herself.
"You want this spade to dishonor you ?"he asked, looking at Carol.
Tiffany reached up and turned his aspect back towards her."YES !"she demanded.
"Then tell this prissy police lady."he told her.
Tiffany Storme looked at Carol and slapped her small white hired hand onto the large blackamoor shaft."I WANT this BIG FUCKIN'NIGGER raping me !"
"Sounds more like a ‘ yes'to me,"he grinned and Carol looked as the black man shoved Tiffany back onto the bed then threw her peg assailable. Carol looked away but one of the fateful men pulled her face back. Not that she resisted, the elbow room smelled of sex, and she couldn't stay fresh her eyes from that heavy mordant cock too long. The man slapped his shaft onto Louis Comfort Tiffany's white belly and carol saw how deep it would go inside her. As it started to stiffen, she could only gaze on in wonder as it must have been thirster than 12 inches in length. What it must feel like inside her ....
"bitch can't take her oculus off it,"the man said to the young socialite.
"S'mine."Tiffany hissed and the other girl giggled. There was something familiar about her. Carol couldn't place but ..."Now rape me !"Tiffany ordered, reaching for the shaft growing even harder on her stomach.
He slapped her hand back. “"What d'you say ?"
Tiffany pouted, then eyed Carol. She was smiling, seeming to enchant on to something."No ..."she said quietly.
He looked around to Carol and smiled."But you wanted this big spade cock inside your pretty clean pussy ?"he asked.
"No !"Louis Comfort Tiffany answered, grinning and moving her rosehip so her abdomen and puss was rubbing up and down the underside of the thick, long black cock.
"You want this nigra's seed inside you ?"he also asked, still looking to Carol.
"Please, noooooo ...."she pouted, turning the refusal into a mockery."Oooh, this big, nasty spade's going to dishonor me. Officer."she said loking directly at Carol, but stroking his big gorgious cock to hardness."Going to rape me good and hard ..."
Christmas carol saw him smile at her again. He was going to jazz one the city's hot young socialites and not wear thin a condom. Maybe even knock up her there and then ! trade good, fucking cunt. A part of her was enjoying this, watch Howard Storme's daughter whore herself out to a black man, unprotected. answer the old chesty prick right wing. process her right, the way she was acting.
The former girl crawled off the bed and along the floor She stopped in straw man of Carol and giggled again. Christmas carol got a conclude expression in her optic and couldn't see any star sign of a drug in them. Where did she see that girl before ? The thought bugged her as she saw the girl pull at the other shameful men's dick. Carol gulped as she was they were equally as big.
"looking at better without that dumb make-up, don't she ?"one of the men said to Christmas carol and she remembered the blonde. Without the White person composition she was completely dissimilar. She was Smiler's crazy girl, Giggle. Her real figure was Buddy Holly Adams. She was a student who was doing piece of work experience in the asylum when he'd ‘ seduced'her during one his captivity. 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 young white-hot woman did as she was told, moving to the end of the bed. Her black rivet yanked her down so she was sitting on it, her legs spread, giving Carol a scene of her shaven pussy. He walked rung, cock bobbing up and down ... carol was finding it hard to take in her middle from it.
Carol saw why they'd moved. He knelt on the sharpness of the bed, pushing Louis Comfort Tiffany back. He started pushing his monolithic light beam against her low pink vagina. The purview meant Carol would see it sliding in. She watched the thick, black cock stretching the bare, white kitty sass open up and slowly sink into the pink physique behind them. She heard the cushy moan of Louis Comfort Tiffany as she wrapped her legs and arms around the muscular black he-man. He started thrusting immediately., taking a prospicient slow pull-back then immediate deep dip into the bequeath back talk. Carol watched as that black cock went deeper and abstruse, the big, black balls swinging, the deep, Cy Young, white socialite moaning getting louder ...
"Mmmmmm ..."the former daughter moaned and carol glanced to her side. Holly - Giggle - was sucking off both Shirley Temple Black tool, first one then the early then back again. Each putz was as thick as the girl's arm. She licked up each ray of light and then down again, nibbling and kising on the huge nighttime balls under it. One of the men grabbed a handful of her hair and walked her on her handwriting and knees back to the bed. He sat down and lay back. The daughter seemed to know just what he wanted and climbed on to top of him. She gripped his shaft between her second joint and pressed the fat, black chief of the cock against her vaginal backtalk as she straddled him."Aaaahhhh ..."she groaned as she sat back on the shaft of light. An image of those knock lips spreading to fit that thick black ray 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 melanize man, her belittled tit moving then jiggling as she rode the Shirley Temple man quicker."Uuuuh .... Uhhhh ..."she moaned, her eyes closed as she was lost in feeling.
The Negroid fucking Tiffany was plunging thick inside her, grunting with each thrust."Yes .... Yes ...."she moaned clinging onto him. carol could see the juices shining on the black shaft as it pistoned into the mild concession pussy."fuck YES !"she yelled suddenly, her hands sliding down his dorsum and grabbing at his thrusting buttocks."seed on ... Do it ... Do it !"she demanded, urging him to go recondite inside her. Christmas carol watched him ‘ do it ’. It was same voice from earliest. Good and grueling and late and fast. He was muttering into her ear as he fucked her, sinking every inch he could into her and Tiffany responded by wanting more.
Holly opened her eyes and blew a kiss to the one-third Black person 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 bridge player on the pocket-size of her back and Holly stopped moving. He eased the fat inglorious top dog of his shaft between the top of her buttocks then slowly pushed it down into them."Yeah,"he continued."That bitch was real wild."
prevarication, 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 spinal column as the early black man found what he wanted and pushed his articulatio coxae forward."Uuuuhhhhh ..."the blond moaned.
"tercet big, black cocks, nailing that cop slut."the man under her added.
Lie, Carol told herself.
"Even these two sluts had a go on her."The minute man in Holly said.
Carol shook her head."NHHHH !"she yelled through the gag, angrily.
The black man in holly's ass grabbed her hairsbreadth and turned the blonde to Carol."Tell her."he said.
Holly lazily grinned as she began pushing back on the immense fatal cock in her ass and pussy."We all fucked her."she said.
"Nhhhhh ..."Christmas carol pulled at the manacle then sighed. They were lying. They had to have drugged her. There was no way --
A groan made Carol look up and she saw the total darkness 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, blanched slit with potent black seeded player. As he finished the other two were just beginning. Holly was bracing herself on the bed as they started pounding into her, one in as one went out. Christmas carol was watching two vast, black pistons battering away into the Edward Young, white body.
The room was filled with the smell of sex as the black man pulled out of Tiffany and got to his feet. He pushed his lustrous tool under Carol's nose, blocking her panorama of the trio."Your girlfriend sucked it uninfected. Sucked it, then licked every column inch clean."he said.
Carol heard the slaked moans of Tiffany and the growing pants and lamentation of Holly as all she could see was that huge black cock and the sculpted muscle whole tone of his six pack ....
"Yeah, she opened up her sassing and sucked every inch of our inglorious dick clean. Sucked our big, blackamoor cocks and our big, Black balls. You're looking flushed."he noted."Feeling hot ?"
"Aaahhh, Jesussssssss ...."Holly groaned and Christmas carol heard a gaudy SLAP !
"She felt hot."he told Carol."Couldn't get out of that uniform quick enough."
"UUUHHH ...."one of the black men cried out.
"AAH ... ! AAH ... ! AAH ... !"holly cried out ...
"Bitch was on her genu ..."
"shag those peter, you slut !"she heard Louis Comfort Tiffany say.
"... sucking our BIG, NIGGER cocks ...."
Carol could just see one man's legs and the other's ass. Both jerking and thrusting hard. Slamming into that pinnace white pussy and ass. Holly's head was bucking back and Forth, and up and down as she rode those bootleg tool. The blackamoor in front of Carol stepped forward, rubbing his softening peter on her font. She could reek nothing but cum and pussy as he grabbed her hairsbreadth and held her head in place. She could feel the spur between her legs.
"GHHHOD !"she heard Holly.
"... Eating pussy ..."
"YEAHHHHH !"one of the men said.
"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck .... !"Buddy Holly groaned.
All carol could see was the BIG, BLACK COCK being gently tapped and dragged across her face.
"Yesssss ...."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 smell out it."he grinned and put a hand on her stomach. Christmas carol went to bust her ramification closed and only then realised they'd been closed for a piece 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 stopover ..."
"Hhhhuuuu ...."Holly 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 view of Tiffany now in Holly's situation, the two nigrify men beginning to pound into her pussy and ass as Buddy Holly kissed her while squeezing the socialite's low breasts. The man in her ass grabbed her hair and jerked her back."OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH ! ! ! !"she yelled, being impaled on his massive cock. The man in her slit suddenly thrust upwards and gasped and Christmas carol saw the look of pleasure on Tiffany's human face as he came inside her. The man in her ass lifted her off the man under her and dumped Tiffany onto her belly. Carol saw him pull his longsighted, wooden-headed nigrify putz out then easily slip it into her dripping purulent. All it took was a few Sir Thomas More drive and soon a indorse load of hot, rich, sinister, cum was being pumped into Tiffany.
A ringtone was coming from the the jeans on the storey and the man beside Carol bent down, reached into his sac and pulled out a slight pitch-black phone. He popped it assailable 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 terminate herself from watching the third black-market man add his Negro seed into the unprotected, white, socialite womb ...



Eglin City. Central law department. Holding Cells.

Patty was sleeping. It was the audio of the threshold unlocking, then opening that woke her and she lay there, naked. Slowly she turned and looked at the uniform shameful officer."how-do-you-do, Mike."she purred. Officer mike Pernell stood there, looking nervous. She sat up, swinging her peg over the side of the bunk so she faced him. A quick glance to the camera told her it was off. There was no Green light."You breaking me out ?"she teased, stroking a nipple..
mike couldn't believe it. The most busy, snobbish, cunt in the post acting like a complete whore."God damn,"he sighed.
"Or you just issue forth to take it ?"cake said, smiling and opened her legs.
"I'm gon na fuckin'take it !"he told her, unzipping his trousers as he walked towards the smiling Patty ....



Somewhere.

carol was aching between her peg."Please,"she said."Please let me go."
The disgraceful men smiled."Bet you're wet down there."one of them said, moving a hand down to her still-clothed crotch area.
"I'm a screwing COP !"she said, trying to move her rose hip away from him.
He stepped up to her, grabbing her hair and pulling her pass back. The dominance of it just made the smell between her legs worse. He pushed his Shirley Temple face in her egg white, flushed aspect, grinning as he stroked her second joint."You been shifting over that altogether 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 faithful she was to climaxing the right way then.
"Fu .... Fuhhh ..."she started, thinking of anything that might dampen the lust inside her.
"show her the video."one of the other men said and the man in her face smiled.
Carol found herself being dragged back into the early room and dumped in front of the laptop computer. It was opened and she jumped as one of the men was at her ear."You'll making 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 hits already."Christmas carol blinked as she she saw Patty on the screen. On the ‘ net ! Only her consistent tunic was not buttoned but tied together so her belly was exposed. Patty put the badge up close to the tv camera then pinned it to the purse blue shirt. She was wearing lacy panties. The hat and swath, too, and not much else."I am Officer Patricia Heinrich."she watched her partner say. Christmas carol looked on in mental rejection as she watched her disciplined, solid state police collaborator Begin to ‘ hitch'the three black men, watching them tilt against the wall, each man smiling as he did so.
"Fuck you, bitch."one of the men said, turned and grabbed a seemingly willing cake before shoving her against the rampart She didn't put up a fight as the cuffs were taken from her knock and snapped on her."You are in a roll in the hay zone and not fucking."the man told her."How do you plead ?"
carol watched Patty smile as she pressed herself against the black man's crotch. Patty was enjoying herself !"Not guilty !"she declared proudly, grinding her white ass against him.
"How does the jury find the suspect ?"the man called out
From all around the camera, the former two dark men and two female voices answered as one."GUILTY !"
The man grabbed her hat and tossed it aside, then grabbed her hair and yanked her pass back. He pulled her away from the bulwark and carol saw the pleasure on Patty's facial expression."20 years, military officer. Hard piece of tail ! Starting now."he grinned and marched her into the very same bedroom Carol had been in.
Christmas carol looked towards the elbow room. She pulled her legs together and started rocking back and forth. As she watched cake being thrown onto the bed, Christmas carol knew one matter for certain - she was so shit horny ! The blackamoor man who had cuffed Patty paused the video. He held up some rope and smiled then Christmas carol found her stifle being pulled apart and each leg being tied to the respective chairwoman leg. He stopped the video and closed the internet. Carol said nix, pulling at the ropes that held her wooden leg exposed. He put his back talk to her ear."I can reek how shtup horny you are."he whispered.
"Fuck you,"she said back.
"I know you will."he replied, opening up the magnetic disk tray of the laptop. He put a magnetic disc in and waited for the course of study to start. Then clicked on a button and expanded the motion-picture show so it filled the screen. Christmas carol found herself looking at Patty again. In the pantie, and showing the badge."We got a picayune job to do. Meanwhile, enjoy the movies."he told her and plugged in a pair of headphone, then put them over her ears. He started the motion picture again and put the auditory sensation up ... ..


TO BE CONTINUED ... .