The black Porsche convertible security screeched into the car park, coming to a halt in the bay nearest the principal room access in a cloud of dust ; the woman driving it toss away open up the door and leaving it full open, ran towards the entrance. She was a 32 twelvemonth old long-haired blonde, wearing a white blouse, a light grey suit annulus and high heeled sandals. Her hair was loose around her shoulders.

Reaching the room access of the building, she flung it open wide and rushed through into the all-embracing brightly lit reception domain. Pausing a second to get her comportment, she spotted the reception desk and ran towards it calling in a loud voice.

"I'm sorry, I'm late, I'm sorry, don't hurt my kin ”.

The char behind the desk, a woman of about 40 with her drear hair pulled into a loose knot and wearing the black and Patrick White uniform of the Department of Corrections, looked up slowly from behind the desk and stopped typing.

"gens ?"she snapped.

"Kayleigh McEnany ”.

"You are late,"the section of department of corrections charwoman said"I was just about to issue the warrants for your fellowship"

"I know"Kayleigh responded,"there was a big pile up on the throughway, and I couldn't get a signaling to promise"

Kayleigh had been convicted of peculation and fraudulence while in office 10 years earlier, a capital crime, but had been released for the 10 days prescribed by law in gild to"put her affairs in Order"before her execution. The return of the excoriate prisoners was very simply enforced. If they didn't, then their mate, youngster, parents and other close relation ( all of whom were electronically tagged during the unconscious process ), would be executed instead. When the process had been introduced 25 years earlier, few thought it would work, but a few high-profile example of unanimous families being put to death had quickly ensured almost total compliance.

"Hmmmm, I don't know,"the DoC womanhood said, you are very late and most of the others for today have already been…mmmm…processed"

"Please, please"pleaded Kayleigh,"I did try, honestly. It's not fair to do my completely family, just because I was caught up in a traffic jam"

"Let me check ”, the DoC cleaning lady said.

She got up from behind the computer and went out through a door behind her. The door shut with a loud thunk !

Kayleigh waited growing more than and more turn on as the minutes passed.

After about 5 minutes the other char returned.

"I've spoken to the duty executioner and he says they will make an exception if you can be ready right now. They've actually finished all the others, so you'll demand to go straight on down to the execution chamber and be stripped ready with your hair up, when you get there"

"What, where do I go ?"Kayleigh asked looking unit of ammunition, her wildly.

"Right down to the far end"The DoC woman snapped, pointing to a large alloy door set into the wall at the far end of a corridor running off to the left of the reception desk"Go !"

Kayleigh turned around, saw where the woman was pointing and started to run down the corridor.

"Remember, you need to be stripped off prepare, when you get there ”, the woman called after her.

Kayleigh raised her hand to indicate she had heard, and started unbuttoning her blouse as she ran. As soon as it was undone, she pulled her branch out of the arm and threw it to the earth, revealing a lacy Stanford White bra. Unhitching the catch at the back of her skirt, she pushed it down over her hips, paused slightly get let it come down her legs, then with a little stagger, jumped out of it and continued running down the corridor. Her bra was next, dropping to the floor to give away a pair of full, rounded titty, with prominent dark pink pap, breasts that bounced enticingly as she ran.

Almost at the door now, she paused ; kicked her sandals off and reaching behind her, gripped her hairsbreadth in her left handwriting and reached across with her right field, to twist it up into a loosely knotted crib tail. It wouldn't win any awards for manner, but it would do what was needed !

She turned back towards the adult female at the desk, shouted"Thanks ”, pushed her step-in down her legs, to reveal a neatly trimmed Triangulum of dark hair at her groin, that belied the color of the tomentum on her head, stepped out of the panty, turned around, pulled the metal door receptive and stepped inside.

As she watched, the cleaning woman heard the public executioner ask Kayleigh to support her name, which she did, then learn her to brook with her back to the bulwark, hands behind her back.

Kayleigh did as she was instructed, a look of integrate backup man and savvy on her face. respite that she had managed to save her family from her own fate, apprehension, because of the hurting and death to that was to come.

The door remained open and the womanhood heard the public executioner read out the charge and the verdict. There was then a minute's secretiveness, followed by a rattle as the soldiers prepared their weapon system. She saw Kayleigh tense up and shut her eyes, then with a sound like distant thunder, it was all over. The cleaning woman saw a splatter of red marks appear across Kayleigh full breasts and saw her labor violently backwards into the wall behind her, where she stood motionless for a mo, before her legs gave way and she slid down the wall, leaving a red smear behind her. As her arse hit the floor, she toppled onto her remaining position to lay half in and half out the metal door, the bloody wounds in her breasts clearly visible.

A few sec later a youthful police officer appeared in the door and reached down to finger Kayleigh's neck opening for a pulsation. Obviously feeling something, he drew his weapon and placed the gun muzzle against the English of her head. He looked up at the fair sex at the desk, mouthed the word of honor sorry and then pulled the trigger.

Kayleigh 's head jerked and a gout of blood line mixed with genius issue shot out of the going wound as the bullet slammed into the floor beneath her. Her legs twitched once, twice, then she was still.

It was all over. Kayleigh had been duly processed.

To be continued ...