The black Porsche convertible security screeched into the car park, coming to a stoppage in the bay nearest the principal doors in a cloud of debris ; the woman driving it dispose afford the room access and leaving it broad open, ran towards the entry. She was a 32 twelvemonth old long-haired blonde, wearing a livid blouse, a short Lady Jane Grey suit of clothes bird and high heeled sandals. Her hair was loose around her shoulders.

Reaching the door of the edifice, she flung it open wide of the mark and rushed through into the broad brightly lit receipt area. Pausing a irregular to get her heading, 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 family ”.

The cleaning woman behind the desk, a cleaning woman of about 40 with her dark hair pulled into a loose knot and wearing the Black and white uniform of the Department of department of corrections, looked up slowly from behind the desk and stopped typing.

"Name ?"she snapped.

"Kayleigh McEnany ”.

"You are lately,"the section of Corrections woman said"I was just about to issue the warrant for your menage"

"I know"Kayleigh responded,"there was a big mint up on the motorway, and I couldn't get a sign to call"

Kayleigh had been convicted of embezzlement and fraud while in office 10 days earlier, a Das Kapital crime, but had been released for the 10 days prescribed by law in society to"put her affairs in fiat"before her executing. The restoration of the excoriate prisoners was very simply enforced. If they didn't, then their partners, nipper, parents and other close congener ( all of whom were electronically tagged during the process ), would be executed instead. When the outgrowth had been introduced 25 yr earlier, few thought it would mold, but a few high-profile illustration of wholly families being put to death had quickly ensured almost total compliance.

"Hmmmm, I don't know,"the DoC woman 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 accomplish my whole class, just because I was caught up in a traffic jam"

"Let me insure ”, the DoC woman said.

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

Kayleigh waited growing more than and more agitated as the proceedings passed.

After about 5 min the other cleaning woman returned.

"I've spoken to the tariff executioner and he says they will realise an exclusion 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 writ of execution chamber and be stripped ready with your hair up, when you get there"

"What, where do I go ?"Kayleigh asked looking round, her wildly.

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

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

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

Kayleigh raised her manus to point she had heard, and started unbuttoning her blouse as she ran. As soon as it was undone, she pulled her arms out of the sleeves and threw it to the ground, revealing a lacy Edward D. White bra. Unhitching the catch at the back of her dame, she pushed it down over her pelvic girdle, paused slightly get let it fall down her legs, then with a slight stagger, jumped out of it and continued running down the corridor. Her bra was adjacent, dropping to the base to reveal a distich of full, rounded chest, with prominent darkness 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 hair in her allow mitt and reached across with her rightfulness, to twist it up into a loosely knotted pony tail. It wouldn't win any honour for style, but it would do what was needed !

She turned back towards the woman at the desk, shouted"Thanks ”, pushed her panties down her legs, to reveal a neatly trimmed triangle of dark hair at her groin, that belied the vividness of the pilus on her head, stepped out of the step-in, turned around, pulled the metal door loose and stepped inside.

As she watched, the char heard the executioner ask Kayleigh to reassert her name, which she did, then instruct her to stand with her back to the rampart, handwriting behind her back.

Kayleigh did as she was instructed, a look of mixed relief and catch on her side. rest that she had managed to save her family from her own fortune, dread, because of the pain and expiry to that was to come.

The door remained open and the char heard the executioner read out the tutelage and the verdict. There was then a instant's silence, followed by a rattle as the soldiers prepared their artillery. She saw Kayleigh tense up and shut her center, then with a auditory sensation like aloof thunder, it was all over. The woman saw a dab of red fool appear across Kayleigh full-of-the-moon breasts and saw her advertise violently backwards into the wall behind her, where she stood motionless for a moment, before her branch gave way and she slid down the wall, leaving a red smear behind her. As her bottom hit the storey, she toppled onto her pull up stakes side to lay half in and one-half out the metal door, the bloody wounds in her breasts clearly visible.

A few seconds later a young military officer appeared in the doorway and reached down to palpate Kayleigh's cervix for a pulsing. Obviously feeling something, he drew his artillery and placed the gun muzzle against the English of her head. He looked up at the fair sex at the desk, mouthed the word sorry and then pulled the trigger.

Kayleigh 's fountainhead jerked and a gout of blood immix with learning ability matter shot out of the way out injury as the heater 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 ...