Kathy was very aflutter as she left the courtroom for the terminal time. Giving evidence of her horrifying ordeal at the bridge player of a XII men in back room of a pub was over.

"Kathy, the justice would care a news if you don't mind, he is in his chambers,"her babyminder a law Inspector known as"Saint George"told her.

She didn't judgement at all. The nightmare was over. Her abuser were going to prison for between 10 and 22 years.

The Judge reminded her of her grand dad. A greying midriff aged man, slightly flabby around the waistline and submaxilla but with twinkling eyes.

"Ah the hero of the hr !"he laughed as she walked in.

"Not really,"she replied shyly.

"But my dear your testimony put those crashing outlander away for a hanker long prison term,"he simpered,"We really can't have those sorts screwing prissy white girls can we."

"Er, I'm not racist,"Kathy demurred.

"I know, fucking all types,"the evaluator agreed,"Asians mainly and those ghastly afro carribeans, oh my dearest I really felt for you."

"They were nice to me to get with,"she explained.

"Of course,"the justice agreed,"But that's because they are cock obsessed animals and you're a horny little slovenly woman who drops her pants for a lollipop and a bag of chips."

"No !"she protested.

"Really ?"the judge asked,"I would willingly bet your footling puss is lovely and moist as we speak."

"What !"she snapped.

"well you haven't had it for, what six minute ?"the Judge observed,"You really must be gagging for it."

"No !"she snapped,"Look if you don't stop being unmannerly I'll news report you !"

"smell,"George V said helpfully,"It's no practiced taking your defeat out on his worship, just neglect your knickers, bend over the java table and let his adoration soothe your frustrations."

"I don't know what sort of girl you think I am,"she demanded.

"A woman of the street, mortal who fucks all comer,"the justice explained,"Now knickers down and put a mates of finger up and ready yourself feel all nice."

"Fuck you mate !"she snapped and went to slap the judge.

George's tazer crackled and Kathy gasped in pain."Knickers off,"George insisted.

"I'll reputation you !"Kathy threatened.

"Really ?"George queried,"Don't you think your Asiatic friends would love in an collection if you claimed the Judge and I spit roasted you over the desk in his chamber ?"

"Oh god, this isn't right !"Kathy insisted.

"pillowcase your dress off, I want to fellate your tit,"George III whispered as he stood behind her and cupped her bosom and began to gently fondle her nipples.

"While I just want to bang you from behind,"his worship added,"Go on don't spoil it."

Kathy squirmed awkwardly as pleasant sentiency started to churn in her breast and fork. It was so long since anyone had touched her. She missed it. She needed it.

"OK, OK, L quid ok ?"she snapped as she pulled down her flimsy White River knickers to reveal her well worn but still hairless cunt.

George pulled her clothes up and over her brain as his worship dropped his denude trousers and pulled an incongruous black condom onto his distinctly low but very excited pecker

George IV released her bra shoulder strap and helped her to bow over the justice's table. The judge eased his cock against her quim and pushed gently. His cock slid easily inside her

George too had his cock out,"sucking my deary,"he whispered,"If you don't want to be tazered again."

Kathy opened her mouth astray and allowed George to push his cock deep in her mouth. At least it was nice and clean.

"That's lovely,"he said,"You're a born, a sweet lovely cock sucking hussy whore,"and he gently ruffled her hair.

Kathy relaxed. The cock felt good inside her pus. George V was nice and gentle, just letting her suck his cock instead of fucking her mouth roughly like some men did. Ruffling her hair instead of trying to deplumate it out. existent gentlemen.

Her back was hurting, she wriggled her hips to hurry hs worship up and flicked her lingua over George's testicle to try and make him cum. It worked. George II shot his load straight down her throat and his worship started grunting like a pig. She didn't actually feel him cum but he pulled out so she assumed he had.

"That was very pleasant my beloved,"his worship sighed,"Very pleasant, no wonder those animal sought you out."

"shit,"she swore.

"But from now on my heartfelt your sprightliness will be unlike,"His worship beamed,"We shall find you a whole new life with a skillful pimp to wield your career."

"Fuck that !"Kathy snapped,"You wait till I tell the reporters !"she cried as she opened the office door and rushed out.

"The bastards raped me !"she blurted out as she saw a police John Constable standing there.

"Oh dear Miss, lets sit down and I'll convey a statement,"he said helpfully and ushered her into another way. Ten policemen and scouter the German Shepherd police dog were sitting listening to a briefing from their chief.

"The SOB raped me,"she snapped,"The judge and ..."she stopped. They were ogling her.

"Very highly recommended by our Asian sidekick,"George I laughed as he locked the door behind her,"Who's first, we don't have all day."

"No, I'm not that sort of girl !"Kathy protested. Someone handcuffed her deal behind her, soul else bent her over and cuffed her ankle joint to her wrists, bending her awkwardly.

She gasped as two buirdly officeholder held her while the chief casually dropped his trouser and rolled a condom onto his very excited penis, The dark blue venous blood vessel stood out plainly against his pale hide. Kathy hoped he didn't have a heart attack inside her then changed her creative thinker and hoped he did.

"Not here you fools in the footlocker elbow room,"Saint George chided.

The officers carried her through into the footlocker room as easily as if she was a rag chick. The senior policeman followed with his trouser kind of at half mast.

The locker way had a cold-blooded tiled floor, designed to be washed down easily. Kathy hoped they wouldn't fuck her on the cold tiles and her regard was granted as they held her helplessly at just the right height for their boss to slue his cock late inside her.

"For ass sake straight in, what a have a go at it slag,"he observed casually,"What a fucking permissive waste of fucking clip messing about with lying little slags like you."

"Can we all fuck her sir ?"a Constable asked hopefully.

"Well sallying forth can't she's a miss, not trusted about Rover, do you do bounder as well as kine Arabian tea and horses ?"he enquired.

"Piss off pig !"Kathy snapped,"The only fucking animals I fuck are you filthy grunter !"

"And every shtup Asian from her to Barnsley,"a Constable reminded her.

"Well sentence fly ball, you lot mettle off over her, while she licks Sally out, micturate on it if you like,"he added, then he asked,"Do you like that !"

Kathy heard him, she didn't answer. It felt terrific, like she was floating as his modest cock gently pleasured her. A foresightful sweet orgasm bubbled gently in her snatch and then pass around outwards and upwards through her tit and into her brain.

Suddenly he was finished and pulled out. Handcuffs were removed and she was thrust forward as Sally dropped her trouser and guided Kathy's pretty mouth down into her waiting crotch."biff me out bitch,"sortie whispered,"Make me cum."

Kathy started to nibble at sortie's labia. She didn't see the officers forming a doughnut around her, or try them open their flies and remove their rear penises.

She heard the grunts as they wanked over her. she felt the dollops of cum on her spine and ass as one by one they spunked over her, and she felt the warm jets of urine as the pissed all over her, everywhere except her hair.

crack didn't cum but admitted she very much enjoyed Kathy's tongue and would be trusted to look her up when she started turning tricks again. The officers made themselves decent again and when they were ready they all walked out as if nada had happened.

George III stayed with Kathy. He brought her her wearing apparel and made her clean herself up in the laundry basin but only after sher had wiped up every single spot of urine and cum on the locker way floor.

He combed her tomentum with his own comb and when he was live up to that she looked presentable he kissed her brass and said,"Ready to go ?"

"I, I guess so."she agreed.

"Remember,"St. George reminded her,"One word and about this and all those low liveliness animals will get off on ingathering, it will be twelve officers tidings against yours, no one will trust you."

Kathy nodded and George guided her drink down past the cells and out of the can ingress to the judicature building and to an old Ford car on which St. George chivalrously opened the passenger door for her.

They drove for a few mo, out of the metropolis and up into the Hill to the topical anesthetic dogging point.

There was no one there."I was going to let you have a squeamish wank but there's no one watching so there's not a great deal point."

"Look there's a squirrel !"Kathy said excitedly.

"I don't think you can eff a squirrel, cock's too small see,"George V observed.

"I don't want to. I just like watching them, and birds."Kathy explained.

"Ah hiss observation, out on the marsh in a skin, me and the missus had a lot of fun, aught beats watching birdies while fucking the missus up the ass,"George confided.

"You're married ?"she asked.

"Divorced,"he admitted,"I got clap fucking one of you slappers and gave it her, she was not impressed."

"Kids ?"she asked.

"Two boys,"he replied,"Its all very civilised, but you know, it's not right waking up alone and having to cause an too soon morning wank."

"I don't remember waking up with somebody,"Kathy confessed,"I usually get chucked out before I'm awake."

The car grew cold.

George started the locomotive engine. Kathy rested her head on George's shoulder joint. George slipped his hand into Kathy's dress and started to squeeze her left nipple.

"Mmm that's squeamish,"she cooed.

Another car rolled in."That's Harry, do what ever he need's and recount him to set down you off here when he's finished."George ordered as he handed her a slip of newspaper publisher with an address on it.

"No !"she protested.

"Spoilsport,"George II chuckled as he started the car and headed out into the darkness.

They drove for historic period before pulling up outside a run down terraced sign of the zodiac somewhere she didn't recognise.

St. George opened the door for her and showed her inside,"Your rooms on the left up stairs,"he said reassuringly.

Kathy went up the stairs and opened the door. There was a au naturel Natalie Wood locker and a two-baser bed with a stained mattress and no sheets. A 42"TV screen door on one wall showed a porn movie while the light constantly changed from green through blue to red and back again.

A single-foot of whips adorned a further bulwark with shackles for control were screwed into the walls and fastened to he bed.

"You'll be safe here,"George II assured her.

"Its a brothel you bastard,"she snapped.

"Sho is sister,"a large Afro hairdo Carribean valet opined as he appeared in the doorway,"Size C I reckon."he ventured.

He collected a leather collar from the cabinet and went to come out it around Kathy's neck. She tried to run but George held her as the guy fastened it securely with a padlock.

"form of payback, N****** collaring T. H. White kick,"the guy laughed as he attached a 3 to both her collar and a shackle on the bed frame.

"Get those nice clothes off, cunt like you don't need no apparel,"he insisted,

"Do as he says or he '' ll bust them off,"St. George advised.

Kathy hurriedly stripped, she handed her clothes to George IV who carefully placed them in a Walmart carrier bag.

She sat nervously on the bed border,"You won't get away with this."before the guy forced a formal gag in her mouth silencing her

The guy took a tie wrap and bound Kathy's handwriting behind her and then took a spreader bar from the paries. He lashed Kathy's ankles to it despite her struggles.

Gradually he eased her mortise joint apart click by click until her little cunt gaped open ready for anyone to fuck.

Her mammilla stood up like piddling bullets. Kathy shivered in prediction and was not disappointed when the guy revealed his peter, all rigid and beads of pre cum all ready to lube her up.

Obviously he hadn't thought it through and it took a few second to figure out how to get to her bitch with the spreader in the way, but finally he was capable to tug his devil deep inside her.

Kathy squealed into her gag. This was the in effect shag ever. She felt herself filled with cum and before she could react he was gone and another guy was inside her. Then another.

George shook her awake later when the stream of client had eased. He let her sit up and loosened her gag. She screamed.

A whiplash cracked and searing painfulness erupted between her shoulder joint blades.

"Shut it bitch,"an Caribean part ordered.

"You'll enjoy being whipped when you get used to it,"George assured her,"You're a deliver prostitute and a liar, this is your new life."

Someone shoved an eight in dildo up her snatch and they bent her over the bed as they started to thrash her ass alternately from left to redress with the occasional hit between her legs.

She screamed until George I pushed her grimace down into the mattress.

The lacing stopped and the dildo was replaced by an eight inch tool. She couldn't see whose it was. They kept her headway forced into the blanket.

Next thing George was gone along with her clothes.

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Kathy woke. The alarm was sounding. It was 6.30 metre to get up. She remembered her pipe dream, it was so vivid. She must stop over watching Sky drama, and must remember not to go to sleep while wanking with her 8"black dildo up inside her ... .