Blackshaft - 1-01 Say Hello To The Negro guy wire p2
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Somewhere.

The smelling was incisive, cutting through to her brain and waking her up quickly. carol jerked up and felt the soft blindfold around her eyes leaving her in the dark. Feeling the alloy around her wrists, she realised she was handcuffed in a chairperson, and bare-foot, too. Still clothed but bare-foot. Her belted ammunition was gone."What the hell --"she started to say then heard the phonation. A inscrutable and masculine male person voice.
"Bitch is awake."the voice said.
She heard a door opened then something else. The auditory sensation of shin slapping against skin, like ....
"come on ! seed on ! ... screw me punishing ... fucking my ..."A female voice moaned then yelped as there was another sharp smack."Uuuuuhhhh ...."
"Be ... there ... AAAAHhhhh ...."another man groaned and Carol heard the char moan.
What the hell was happening here ?
"That's right,"the indorsement manful voice said and added,"Nice and make clean ... That twat succus taste good, 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 motility then footsteps come near her then block off in front of her. She said,"I am --"
"I know who you are, bitch."the sec man cut her off."military officer Carol Kellerman."
"So uncuff me, motherfucker !"she ordered and get a line laughter. Two virile voices. Listening past them she heard another man in the other room moaning.
"Ballsy bitch, ain't she ?"a new male spokesperson said.
"Ain't they all ?"the first 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 dear looking lock."
Three men, Christmas carol reckoned so far.
More gagging ....
"Gon na take a new one now. She fucked it up."
There was silence for a present moment, and for the first time Carol felt scared.
"Gon na have to move."the firstly man said."It's like fuckin'Eglin exchange lately."
"Aaaahh ..."the womanhood gasped. Then the gagging started again. A hard, wet speech sound that stopped."Ahhhh !"the charwoman groaned. And it started again. Hard and wet as before ...
"What are you bastards doing to her ?"carol said as the wet, unvoiced gagging began again.
She heard laughter."Right now, cypher she's saying no to."the first man said.
"Horny kick likes it that way."the second added.
Carol's head raced. This didn't add up. That didn't sound like rapine. The woman did audio 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, bitch. !"she heard the triumphant tone from the other room."All over that pretty fuckin'face."Followed by a ... fulfill moan !"Should get a picture for the family unit album."the man said and Carol heard a unlike female voice giggling. Carol listened a niggling harder, trying to heard for anything else. There should be a search out for her. Especially after patty's disappearance.
"Gone all unruffled,"the second man said."hypothesis 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 walk in, sounding vary satisfied."Two kick cops in one day ? What are the odds ?"
"SOB,"she muttered, as she realised they were talking about cake. She listened for anything, the voices, anything that might locate this place after ... Christmas carol stopped thinking about that. The aim lesson was to survive. Get out and nail these bastards later.
"squat, where's our fucking manners ?"Carol heard the indorsement man say and suddenly a hand grabbed the blindfold It was pulled from her head and she looked up, blinking. Three brawny black men, all naked, smiled back at her. Her centre were drawn to the huge cocks between their legs.
As carol looked over their dark, powerful bodies and buddy-buddy arms she saw the tattoos. All tribal designs. Then her eyes fell on this big ... opprobrious ... cocks ... They were handsome than any she'd seen in her life before. Two Book went through her head.
Oh.
Fuck.



The Cave.

orange red braked quickly as she cleared the inner doors of the cave burrow behind her. The car came to a plosive and she just sat there, looking at the cave around her. one thousand thousand of dollars had been spent excavating and building it. All through second, thirdly, fourth and fifth companionship, using alien workers who were paid handsomely to shut the hell up and vanish. She saw the computer in the next cavern. That was a least a hundred million there alone. Even the Pentagon never had that applied science. How many social projection would that have benefited more than trying to figure out the Smiler or the Birdman or any of the maniac ?
She sighed and opened the door, stepping out. Quietly she walked to the estimator, past the server room that housed the massive memory camber for the computer. In another cavern here was equally expensive skill equipment. Another was her ‘ trophy way ’. 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 Harlan Fisk Stone steps and saw the secluded door open. The cut elderly number 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 true identity element and the reason she could drop those millions on equipment that didn't stop maniacs from killing innocent people.
"Yes."Carl paused."A bit ahead of time tonight ? Police dance 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 room access. She closed it and left Carl looking confused.



Eglin metropolis. Central constabulary section. Holding Cells.

They told her about carol, the two men, a Caucasian sergeant and black officer, and asked her where she might be ? Patty stood up and walked her naked white ass up to the bars and telegram and pressed herself against the cold metallic element, feeling her nipples harden. She looked at the Theodore Harold White sergeant-at-law and smiled."If they got her, Carol will getting the best fucking of her life."she purred."A material fucking. From material men. Men who take what they want."She looked at the black officer."Ain't that right ?"she asked."You'd just come on in here and take it. wouldn't you, Mike ?"
"Eh ..."the sinister police officer called microphone stood there, his mouth open as he saw the raw white fair sex looking at his crotch.
"You'd shaft that nightstick of yours into my sweet, White River pussy ?"she teased.
"patty !"the sergeant-at-law ordered."Shut the fuck up ! mike, get out of here."
"You'd do it properly, wouldn't you, microphone ? Not like needle-dick there."Patty licked her sass at mike."Open up that door, microphone. Come on in and postulate it."she moaned."I want you to take on it."
"microphone !"the sergeant warned seeing the black man hadn't moved.
"SHUT UP, DICK-LESS ! ! !"Patty yelled and turned back to microphone."Take it, baby ..."she groaned, rubbing her coxa against the wire.
"You are on a fucking accusation no matter what they find in you, Heinrich !"the Sergeant told her, surprised, and started walking out."mike, I'm not telling you again ! relocation !"
As the nigrify 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 screw YOURS !"



Beach Mansion. Master sleeping accommodation

Alison was naked, the leather kit and ness 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 Thomas Kid, doing the social matter. Create the next coevals of Beach bloodline. There was a span of bruises on her from a bad gloaming in a combat with a mugger which the lie about a skiing fortuity covered. What was she doing, jumping off buildings and getting into fighting ? She had looked in on Kacey as she passed and saw the 19-year-old blond quiescency. What the hell was she doing bringing her along, risking her Whitney Young lifetime as well ? Scarlet pouf and the Red Princess ... what a put-on. 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 stroke or stabbed or dropped in Zen or even raped ....
But that was it. Alison sank in the hot seat in the bedroom. That was the problem. She still lived in that here and now. Still lived through that event. She could close her eyes and see the men bursting in ... shouting ... threatening .... the flash of the knives ... Then her mother begging. 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 depraved second of it. When Dad came home she had wondered why he was blaming himself. Things changed. Mom changed. It was only years later she found out the truth. How he had got mixed up in a business sector batch 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 female parent. Then killed himself some clip later after Mom had finally drank herself to death a few year after that night. All the while she'd been sent to different schools but was thrown out of every one.
Kacey had been some endeavor to recover normality. After year of trying to get hold a ‘ normal'relationship and finding nothing 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 stripling's charge order. It was all salutary pressure, with Alison getting another piece about her philanthropist ways in the press. It also brought up her family history with the common questions about her secrecy and the usual rumour about family relationship and why she wasn't married. The hell with them all, she had thought. She was doing something. Not like the jam who just bitched and secretly loved all the dying and fear as it sold papers. Scarlet Queen was doing something, unlike those editor program who only cared for the sales that fear fed.
"Penny for them."the sonant 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 subject night ?"
Kacey shrugged."Boring. How was the crime fighting ?"
"Quiet."Alison said, tying the belted ammunition. 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 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, wretched spade who raped your lady friend. right field ?"he asked. carol looked at him, feeling her oral fissure dry up."Except we ain't ugly and we ain't raped no-one. Niggers is questionable. Sam Jackson uses it and no-one squash racquet an eye. Some egg white C-list comic from a TV show tries it and his career's down the pot. Funny that."
"Political rightness 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. Christmas carol could smell out him. It was a musky, male look. Strong and knock-down. She shook her head to clear it. Get a clench, remember your preparation, she told herself and started concentrating on her surroundings. There was no windowpane, and from the wall might be underground, some variety of cellar or basement. But it was comfortable. A TV and a laptop computing machine sat on a heavy-looking desk with knickers. 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 watchword difficult.
"Did,"he said slowly, moving in again."she say that we raped her ?"
"Whatever you did you are in hassle !"carol bicker, feeling his scent sate 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 evidence you about them."Christmas carol's thinker raced back to the babbling from Patty. She mentioned it, how they had killed them."Now answer the question, Officer Kellerman. Did your girlfriend say we raped her ?"
"No."Christmas carol said reluctantly."And she's my partner, not my girlfriend ! But you did something to her. I want to make out what !"
"Partner ?"the former opprobrious man was smiling."Congratulations, when was the nuptials ?"
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 well ?"
"Fuck you."Carol said, avoiding his eyes.
"Another yes."he smiled."You want us to be intimate you too ?"
"Go ahead. That will be rape !"carol sneered, looking him in the eye.
The black man simply kept smiling."Gag her and bring 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 impart out a leather gag. The other walked towards her."No !"she said as he grabbed her hair and the former man slapped the gag around her sass."N -- !"she tried screaming too late as the shoulder strap was tied around her principal tightly then they picked up the chair with Carol still in it and took her towards the door ...
Her idea panicked as she dreaded what she might see in there.



Beach sign. 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 metre. After ten years it was fourth dimension to get by with something she never really contemplated. Getting a life. A real number life. Not the lies she'd been indulging in to cover her orphic life. She would tell apart Kacey in the morning. Then shut down the computers and put everything away. And then lock up the cave. For good.
And try to enjoy her wealth. Properly. Set up a few trusts. Organise some mixer projects. Do something actually useful.



Somewhere.

"They look raped to you ?"the grim man said as Christmas carol saw the bed and the two young, au naturel, white char on it. Both blonde, not more than college age. They were kissing. Passionately. She saw the lady friend'hands buried between each former's second joint. She was placed next to the door with a good view of the bed. Carol suddenly recognised one of them. Louis Comfort Tiffany Storme. Of the Storme family. One of the rich and most politically herculean families in the urban center ! She was always in the papers for something, whether it was that sex tape measure that got her kicked out of college or rolling out of a golf club at four in the morning. What the hell was she doing here ?
The girls looked over to the man and smiled."Bitches."he said and they giggled."This cop thinks you been raped by us niggers. You want to enjoin her ?"
The other blonde giggled again as Tiffany feigned shock. Then turned and sat on the edge of the bed."You gon na rape me ?"the white socialite pleaded, caressing his cock.
The man looked at Christmas carol."You got ta say no, bitch."he asked.
"roll in the hay that, I want it."Tiffany said, slowly pumping his voiced pecker."C'mon. Brassica napus me."
Drugged, had to be, Carol thought as she saw the early girl lying back, spreading her legs and slowly began to rub herself.
"You want this nigger to assault you ?"he asked, looking at Carol.
Tiffany reached up and turned his face back towards her."YES !"she demanded.
"Then order this nice police lady."he told her.
Tiffany Storme looked at Carol and slapped her small white paw onto the expectant nigrify cock."I WANT this BIG FUCKIN'coon raping me !"
"Sounds more like a ‘ yes'to me,"he grinned and Carol looked as the pitch blackness man shoved Tiffany back onto the bed then threw her legs open. carol looked away but one of the smutty men pulled her font back. Not that she resisted, the elbow room smelled of sex, and she couldn't keep open her eyes from that large black cock too long. The man slapped his putz onto Tiffany's white belly and Christmas carol saw how cryptic it would go inside her. As it started to tighten, she could only gaze on in wonder as it must have got been yearner than 12 inch in length. What it must feel like inside her ....
"Bitch can't take her eyes off it,"the man said to the Lester Willis Young socialite.
"S'mine."Tiffany hissed and the early young lady giggled. There was something familiar about her. carol couldn't place but ..."Now violate me !"Tiffany ordered, reaching for the cock 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 trance on to something."No ..."she said quietly.
He looked around to Carol and smiled."But you wanted this big nigga cock inside your fairly white pussy ?"he asked.
"No !"Tiffany answered, grinning and moving her hips so her belly and twat was rubbing up and down the undersurface of the thick, foresightful black cock.
"You want this nigger's seed inside you ?"he also asked, still looking to Carol.
"Please, noooooo ...."she pouted, turning the refusal into a mockery."Oooh, this big, tight nigger's going to rape me. Officer."she said loking directly at carol, but stroking his big gorgious cock to hardness."Going to rape me soundly and hard ..."
Carol saw him smile at her again. He was going to fuck one the city's red-hot immature socialites and not tire out a safety. Maybe even impregnate her there and then ! goodness, fucking bitch. A office of her was enjoying this, watch Howard Storme's daughter prostitute herself out to a black man, unprotected. Serve the old arrogant prick right. Serve her right, the way she was acting.
The former girl crawled off the bed and along the floor She stopped in front of Carol and giggled again. carol got a airless look in her eyes and couldn't see any polarity of a drug in them. Where did she see that missy before ? The intellection bugged her as she saw the young woman pull at the other black men's cocks. Christmas carol gulped as she was they were equally as big.
"face better without that dumb makeup, don't she ?"one of the men said to carol and she remembered the blonde. Without the Edward Douglas White Jr. make-up she was completely different. She was mug's dotty girlfriend, Giggle. Her tangible figure was Holly Adams. She was a scholarly person who was doing work experience in the psychiatric hospital 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 woman did as she was told, moving to the end of the bed. Her black stud yanked her down so she was sitting on it, her legs counterpane, giving carol a vista of her knock off pussy. He walked round, cock bobbing up and down ... carol was finding it difficult to take her oculus from it.
Carol saw why they'd moved. He knelt on the edge of the bed, pushing Tiffany back. He started pushing his massive shot against her small-scale pink vagina. The view meant Carol would see it sliding in. She watched the midst, smuggled cock stretching the nude, white pussy lips spread and slowly sink into the pink flesh behind them. She heard the soft moan of Tiffany as she wrapped her legs and arms around the powerful Black person stud. He started thrusting immediately., taking a long slow pull-back then agile deep plunge into the unforced lips. Carol watched as that nigrify tool went deeper and deeply, the big, black balls swinging, the rich, new, Theodore Harold White socialite moaning getting louder ...
"Mmmmmm ..."the former little girl moaned and carol glanced to her side. Holly - Giggle - was sucking off both black cocks, first one then the other then back again. Each cock was as thick as the girl's arm. She licked up each slam and then down again, nibbling and kising on the Brobdingnagian dark balls under it. One of the men grabbed a smattering of her hair and walked her on her hands and knees back to the bed. He sat down and lay back. The girl seemed to bonk just what he wanted and climbed on to top of him. She gripped his shaft between her thighs and pressed the fat, black head of the cock against her vaginal lips as she straddled him."Aaaahhhh ..."she groaned as she sat back on the calamus. An persona of those pinkish back talk spreading to accommodate that thick blacken shaft 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 blonde started slowly riding the inkiness man, her small-scale tits moving then jiggling as she rode the black man quicker."Uuuuh .... Uhhhh ..."she moaned, her eyes closed as she was lost in feeling.
The Black fucking Tiffany was plunging mystifying inside her, grunting with each thrust."Yes .... Yes ...."she moaned clinging onto him. Carol could see the juice shining on the black shaft as it pistoned into the flaccid yielding slit."screwing YES !"she yelled suddenly, her hands sliding down his backrest and grabbing at his thrusting bottom."come on ... Do it ... Do it !"she demanded, urging him to go deeper inside her. carol watched him ‘ do it ’. It was same vocalization from in the beginning. well and hard and deep and truehearted. He was muttering into her ear as he fucked her, sinking every column inch he could into her and Tiffany responded by wanting more.
Charles Hardin Holley opened her eyes and blew a kiss to the third disastrous man who smiled back."Your girlfriend was just the Saame,"he told Carol walking past her. He made his way behind Holly and slowly and stroked his cock. He placed the other hand on the small of her backbone and Holly stopped moving. He eased the fat black head of his scape between the top of her buttocks then slowly pushed it down into them."Yeah,"he continued."That beef was substantial wild."
lie, Carol thought. She knew patty. Had known her for years.
"Shit, we took turns on her, and she still wanted more."the Negroid inside Buddy Holly's pussy laughed.
Holly groaned, arching her back as the other black man found what he wanted and pushed his hips forward."Uuuuhhhhh ..."the blonde moaned.
"trine big, black tool, nailing that cop slut."the man under her added.
Lies, Christmas carol told herself.
"Even these two slattern had a go on her."The irregular man in Holly said.
carol shook her read/write head."NHHHH !"she yelled through the gag, angrily.
The smutty man in Holly's ass grabbed her hair and turned the blonde to Carol."William Tell her."he said.
Holly lazily grinned as she began pushing back on the vast nigrify cock in her ass and pussy."We all fucked her."she said.
"Nhhhhh ..."carol pulled at the handcuffs then sighed. They were lying. They had to give birth drugged her. There was no way --
A moan made Christmas carol wait up and she saw the black 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, robust, White River snatch with potent black seed. 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, lightlessness pistons battering away into the young, white body.
The room was filled with the olfactory property of sex as the pitch blackness man pulled out of Louis Comfort Tiffany and got to his feet. He pushed his burnished shaft under Christmas carol's nose, blocking her eyeshot of the threesome."Your girlfriend sucked it clean house. Sucked it, then licked every inch clean."he said.
Christmas carol heard the satisfied moan of Tiffany and the growing bloomers and lament of Holly as all she could see was that huge black shaft and the sculpted musculus tint of his six-pack ....
"Yeah, she opened up her lip and sucked every column inch of our black putz clean. Sucked our big, calamitous peter and our big, black testicle. You're looking flushed."he noted."Feeling hot ?"
"Aaahhh, Jesussssssss ...."Buddy Holly groaned and Carol heard a forte SLAP !
"She felt hot."he told Christmas carol."Couldn't get out of that consistent quick enough."
"UUUHHH ...."one of the ignominious men cried out.
"AAH ... ! AAH ... ! AAH ... !"Buddy Holly cried out ...
"Bitch was on her stifle ..."
"Fuck those cocks, you slut !"she heard Tiffany say.
"... sucking our BIG, NIGGER stopcock ...."
Carol could just see one man's wooden leg and the other's ass. Both jolt and thrusting hard. Slamming into that legal tender white pussy and ass. Holly's head 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 cock on her face. She could smack null but cum and pussy as he grabbed her hair and held her head in place. She could feel the urging between her legs.
"GHHHOD !"she heard Holly.
"... eating pussy ..."
"YEAHHHHH !"one of the men said.
"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck .... !"Charles Hardin Holley groaned.
All Carol could see was the BIG, BLACK COCK being gently tapped and dragged across her face.
"Yesssss ...."Louis Comfort Tiffany moaned.
"You are looking tinker's damn hot."Christmas carol heard the Black above her say."Feeling horny ?"he asked and undid the gag.
"UUhhhhhhh ..."The socialite moaned again.
Carol gasped as her mouth was freed."Liars !"she panted.
He bend down so he was face-to-face."I can smell it."he grinned and put a hand on her abdomen. Carol went to lose it 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 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 mountain of Tiffany now in Holly's stead, the two black men beginning to Irish pound into her pussy and ass as Holly kissed her while squeezing the socialite's modest bosom. The man in her ass grabbed her hair and jerked her back."OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH ! ! ! !"she yelled, being impaled on his monolithic dick. The man in her pussy suddenly thrust upwards and gasped and Christmas carol saw the aspect of pleasure on Tiffany's nerve 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 pluck his long, thickset blacken rooster out then easily mistake it into her dripping pussy. All it took was a few more thrusts and soon a second lading of hot, fertile, black, cum was being pumped into Tiffany.
A ringtone was coming from the the denim on the floor and the man beside Carol bent down, reached into his scoop and pulled out a svelte grim phone. He popped it open 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 break herself from watching the tertiary Negro man add his blacken seminal fluid into the unprotected, white, socialite uterus ...



Eglin city. Central police 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 black officer."Hello, Mike."she purred. Officer microphone Pernell stood there, looking anxious. She sat up, swinging her legs over the slope of the bunk so she faced him. A agile glance to the television camera told her it was off. There was no putting green light."You breaking me out ?"she teased, stroking a nipple..
Mike couldn't believe it. The most busy, snobbish, puss in the station acting like a complete prostitute."God damn,"he sighed.
"Or you just make out to fill 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 legs."Please,"she said."Please let me go."
The pitch blackness men smiled."Bet you're wet down there."one of them said, moving a bridge player down to her still-clothed crotch area.
"I'm a fucking COP !"she said, trying to move her hips away from him.
He stepped up to her, grabbing her hair's-breadth and pulling her head back. The dominance of it just made the flavor between her legs worse. He pushed his pitch-dark typeface in her White person, flushed face, grinning as he stroked her second joint."You been shifting over that totally keister. You saying you're not horny ?"
"No !"she said.
"Who's lying now ?"he told her and slapped his mitt onto her stomach.
"No ...."she said again, feeling how unaired she was to climaxing veracious then.
"Fu .... Fuhhh ..."she started, thinking of anything that might dampen the lust interior 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 other room and dumped in front of the laptop. It was opened and she jumped as one of the men was at her ear."You'll love this."he said as the net 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 cake on the screen. On the ‘ net ! Only her uniform tunic 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 crisp blue angel shirt. She was wearing lacy panties. The hat and belt, too, and not much else."I am Officer Patricia Heinrich."she watched her pardner say. Carol looked on in mental rejection as she watched her disciplined, solid police cooperator begin to ‘ collar'the three black men, watching them lean against the wall, each man smiling as he did so.
"fucking you, bitch."one of the men said, turned and grabbed a seemingly willing cake before shoving her against the wall She didn't put up a combat as the cuff were taken from her belt and snapped on her."You are in a piece of ass zone and not fucking."the man told her."How do you plead ?"
carol watched Patty smiling as she pressed herself against the contraband man's genitals. Patty was enjoying herself !"Not hangdog !"she declared proudly, grinding her white-hot ass against him.
"How does the panel find the defendant ?"the man called out
From all around the camera, the other two black men and two female voice answered as one."GUILTY !"
The man grabbed her hat and tossed it aside, then grabbed her hair and yanked her head teacher back. He pulled her away from the rampart and Carol saw the pleasure on Patty's face."20 years, military officer. Hard fucking ! Starting now."he grinned and marched her into the very same bedroom Carol had been in.
carol looked towards the way. 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 affair for certain - she was so damn horny ! The black man who had cuffed cake paused the video. He held up some forget me drug and smiled then carol found her knees being pulled apart and each leg being tied to the several chair leg. He stopped the video and closed the cyberspace. carol said cipher, pulling at the forget me drug that held her legs assailable. He put his sass to her ear."I can smell how fucking horny you are."he whispered.
"roll in the hay you,"she said back.
"I know you will."he replied, opening up the platter tray of the laptop. He put a disc in and waited for the plan to set about. Then clicked on a release and expanded the picture show so it filled the sieve. Christmas carol found herself looking at Patty again. In the panties, and showing the badge."We got a little job to do. Meanwhile, enjoy the movies."he told her and plugged in a pair of headphones, then put them over her capitulum. He started the movie again and put the sound up ... ..


TO BE CONTINUED ... .