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Revenge from the other side.
Hello ladies or gentlemen. I am Emma, a 20 years old passionate student living in France. I am studying hard to become a doctor, which means that I do not have that much free time; I’m not going to parties with my friends… Oh wait! I don’t have many friends or boyfriends… According to my best friend Carol it is mainly because I am too shy and focused on my exams. For Carol it is a shame because she thinks that I’m “hot as hell”. Just a short overview of myself (even if I don’t want to, because I don’t like to show off…). Let’s go, I’ve got long dark hairs, green eyes, a quiet pale skin, pink lips. That was brief; maybe I should describe myself a bit more, just in case men are reading. Ok let’s do this, my weight: 45 Kg, my height: 1m65, I have got a pretty round bottom, and a small breast… (Now I feel confused, I am writing about my shames, writing is weird), I am always wearing classy clothed, not provocative but a kind of sexy, as an example I love to wear tight skirt with pantyhose, I think that makes my legs looks good. Ok, I think I just finished my overview, now I will start to tell my story, even if it is not easy to tell…
Two years ago, I started to date Marc (My ex-boyfriend). We went to the same college, have the same interest, it was a lovely time, a fairy tale. After college I started my study, so we decided to take a flat with Marc in the same city, which will make easier our relationship. After a few months searching for a job, he started to become distant and cold. He couldn’t find a proper job due to the economic context.
One night, I came home early because one of my lecture was cancelled, I was so happy, because I could spend a night with Marc alone without studying. When I arrived close to the door, I heard different voices coming from our flat. I opened the door and I saw two guys with Marc, I was confused because I have never seen them, and the most surprising thing was Marc, he was smoking, he never smoked before… He throw his cigarette by the window.
Marc: “Good evening sweetheart… I will explain it… Let me introduce you to Eric and Nathan, they are people that I met while looking for jobs”.
Emma: “Are you smoking?”
Marc: “Ehhh… Yes, but not often, just when I am with the guys…”
I just ignored him and went to the bedroom, it was quiet in the living room, no noise, nothing.
After a few minutes they started to talk about jobs, video games and some other stuff. I was so angry at him, he never told me, maybe because he was scared. Anyway, I decided to go back to the living room when I heard a strange conversation.
Marc: “I’m not sure I can do that”
Nathan: “It is a lot of money, and it is easy, Eric will drive the car, you just have to put all the stuff in it and your job is done”.
Marc: “Yes, but I do not want to keep all of this stuff in my flat, Emma will notice it and it is going to be a nightmare…”
Eric: “Come on dude, just keep the products in here for a day, not longer and you will get the money that you need for the next months, and you could pay nice dresses to your girlfriend, or a trip in spain”
Marc: “Ok… I’ll do it but only once. Give me all the details on this paper, I am going to see if Emma is ok”.
I run on the bed and get the first book I saw to pretend to work, Eric entered the bedroom really slowly to talk to me.
Marc: “Are you ok?”
Emma: “Not really, I was expecting to spend the night with you, and the only thing that a found tonight was a smoker and two unknown guys in our living room”.
Marc:” I am sorry about it… I promise I will not smoke again. And I will ask the guy to leave. What do you want to eat tonight? I am making diner and making you a nice massage after. Is that ok for you?”
Emma: “Yes… But we will talk again about this smoking habit later”.
Marc:”Ok. I love you”.
He left the room, I was a bit confused about what I heard before, I need to do something for it, but how?
That night Marc made me an amazing diner, a worm massage, and we went to sleep early, I was too exhausted to have sex that night. In the middle of the night when Marc was sleeping, I went to the living room to have a look on this paper. It was a map of the city with an itinerary and some drop points which ended at the police station… I did not understand what was going on. Just next to our washing machine, it was this big sport bag. I did not want to open it but I have to, in case Marc is in trouble. I slowly opened it, and discovered some smaller bags inside, filled with different stuff… I did not want to put the light on, in case Marc woke up, it was difficult to see but… It is… It couldn’t… It’s some cocaine… I am pretty sure. Why? Why is he doing that? At this moment I took the worst decision ever, I take pictures of everything and tomorrow I am going to see the Police.
In the morning, I said nothing about this bag, I just wanted to go to the police station as soon as I could.
I went to my first hour of lecture but it was too hard to be focused. I decided to go home pretending to be sick, but first I went to the police station with all of these evidences. I had an interview with one of the investigator. I explained to him the few things that I know. He guarantees me that my boyfriend will not be accused of anything if he accepts to be a witness during the judgement, so I agreed.
This night, Marc did not come home pretexting to visit his parents because his father may have a job for him. I was trying to study, but it was too hard. I put the TV on and watch the news: “A massive d**g channel cut off by police: politicians and policemen could be involved in this traffic”. Oh my god, it is happening… I watched the news the entire night to see if they are talking about Marc, but nothing…
I received a call, by midnight, It scared me, it was Marc’s mom, to tell me that Marc is sick and he is going to stay at her house for a few days. I was more than confused. Marc was maybe not involved? Or he did the job but earlier? I do not know what is going on…
A few months later, we were both witness at the court. We had time to talk about this adventure before, but we still feel uncomfortable. This judgement was one of the biggest of the century because very important people were involved.
82 persons were declared guilty and were send to jail for a minimum period of five years. I was feeling satisfied, except about a point, the speech of the last person to be condemned: “All of the traitors will be found and punished, we have eyes everywhere”. We went home and started to have a normal life again.
After a year we forget about it, Marc found a job as plumber, and I was still studying hard. But one night, before the Christmas break, Carol invite me to a party to celebrate the end of the semester and I accepted. First, we went for some shopping because all of my dress started to be old… Or maybe not, but I’m a girl and I need dresses and shoes. After three hours of difficult choices, I finally found one, a red dress, a bit short but it is only for this time, a nice cleavage showing nicely the side of my boobs and open in the back. I decided to buy a pair of high heels too and of course some pantyhose, extra tight to make my legs look better.
That night we went to a famous club, the Aghmar, music is nice, the cocktails are tasty and this place is quiet, no fights, no drunk guys coming to flirt like pigs, everything was nice.
The party went really well, we had maybe too much cocktails, but it is only for a night. I decided to go home, Carol just found her new “boyfriend” for the night, so I left the club alone. The city is quiet by night and it is a pleasure to walk with some fresh air on my face and on my chest making my nipples hard.
Suddenly, a police car just stopped by me. Two police officers came out and they were staring at me, I was feeling confused. One of them come closer and asked me:
“Papers please?”
I was really lost, why policemen are stopping a lonely woman in the street at this time of the night. I was not moving, maybe the alcohol was not helping. He had to insists:
“PAPER PLEASE?”
Emma: “Sorry, I was trying to remember where I put them, let me check in my handbag”.
The other policeman come close to me and take my bag out of my hands. I did not resist. He took my bag into his car and started to look inside. The other one was asking me questions about my name, where I am living, what I am doing. After a few minutes the other one joined us, I think he finished with my bag, but he had another thing in his hands, a smaller bag, in plastic, looking like… No… That is impossible… It is d**gs, d**gs he found in my bag. I never did d**gs. It is a nightmare. What’s going on? I’m too tipsy to think, it is annoying. They put me handcuffs on and throw me at the back of the car.
We finally arrived at the police station, they took away all of my jewellery, my bag, my jacket and they told me that my interrogation will start in 30 minutes. I tried to explain and to contest but no one was listening. After 3O minutes of waiting in the corridor handcuffed to a chair, two bald guys came to take me to a room. They sat me on a chair and tied me to the table.
“What your name”
“Emma, I can explain everything, Ithink…”
“Shut up”
I was shocked, I couldn’t talk at all, it is not fair.
“Where did you find this d**g”
“It’s not mine”
“Ho, I see, it is mine maybe?”
I felt really bad, I wanted to cry, but I couldn’t, I needed to get out of here.
“No it is not your but I do not know where it is from…”
“What were you doing tonight?”
“I went to a party with a friend”
“I see, and dressed as a slut, you did not find any man to take you home?”
I couldn’t trust what I just heard. This guy is just treating me as a piece of shit…
“Anyway we have to conduct a body search to check if you have any other d**gs on you”.
I was totally scared and ashamed, after a few seconds, I asked:
“Is there any female officer to conduct it?”
“We are sorry, but tonight there are only men, and we have to conduct it now, it is the procedure”.
I did not know what to do, I know nothing about laws. One of the officer come closer, take out the chair and make me stand, it was quiet hard because I was still tied to the table. He started the body search by the arm, and slowly getting close to my boobs, I started to move so he takes my hair to make me stop and tell me in the ears:
“Stop moving or it will become painful for you”.
I stopped immediately, helpless. He started again where he stopped, going over my tits and then under my dress. He felt my hard nipples and started to smile:
“You are not wearing any bra, not easy to hide d**gs, I am curious about what I am going to find at the bottom”.
My face became red and I started to sweat. It was hot, the alcohol wasn’t helping. This guy is just taking advantage of his position.
Suddenly he stopped, the second guy came next to me:
“It’s my turn”
He slowly touch my belly going down my butt and my legs until he reached my feet. He stopped, maybe it is finished.
One guy went out, I was just staying there, in this uncomfortable position with one police officer still asking questions. The other one went back, with a box, he opened it and take out one latex glove. I realised what was going to happen. While one was wearing gloves, the other one take off my dress.
“Look at this body, such a princess”
“Yeah, nicely shaped”
“Now you have to bend over, face against the table”
I didn’t want to, it is so humiliating, but I finally did it, what else can I do? No one will hear me, and according to the law, I am guilty. I felt my panty going down until my ankles. One of the guy start to take a little bottle of liquid but the other one stopped him
“She doesn’t deserve it”
He put back the bottle in the box and went to take place just behind me. He makes me spread my legs.
“You see, it is going to be esay”
“Yes you are right, let’s check if she is hiding anymore stuff”
One of the guy place his hand on my ass and started to spread it to make my anus visible for the other. I felt one finger pressing my anus, it is really strange. I never did anal with Marc, it is tight and it is starting to hurt. One guy spanked my ass and tell me:
“Open it, don’t force us to hurt you”
I took a large inspiration and before I finished, he sticked his entire finger in my ass. I felt ****d, it hurts. I felt his finger moving inside me, it is a really strange feeling, it makes me sweat even more.
“Can you find something?”
“No it is too tight”
“Put a second finger then”
I was scared. A second finger? This one is already taking all the space. I told them:
“Please don’t, I promise, I have nothing to…”
Before I could finished my sentence, a second finger was inserted in my ass, it was burning and the guy was actively moving inside. The second guy took a glove as well and put his hand on my pussy:
“Nothing in the ass, maybe it’s here”
He put one finger in my vagina, while his colleague still had his fingers in my ass. My skin started to hurt like if someone was trying to rip me up. After a few minutes they stopped. I was ashamed, two guys r****g me with their fingers and I am wet as if I was having sex with Marc.
They make me put my dress back and put me in a jail for the night. I was thinking about my friends and family if they find out about it. Why no one is looking for me? Where is Marc? What is going to happen to me now? I do not know, and slowly I fall asleep.
In the morning, two other guys came to my cell to transfer me into a truck, I tried to ask some questions but none of them answered. I was still tipsy, and I felt like I was in a dream or a nightmare! I heard a guy in the corridor talking about me:
“There is no more space at the St Catherine women prison we will need to transfer her to another one, maybe the Larnion?”
The Larnion? It is impossible it is a men prison! That is insane. When we get to the car park, the truck is waiting for me. The two guys put me inside and told me:
“Your prison clothes will be provided at Larnion, they will take care of you”
The truck started, I was alone inside, only the driver and a police officer with a shotgun to watch me… To watch me? Really, I did not kill anyone. After an hour of driving, we stopped by another police station. About 10 men with chain get inside the truck and started to laugh while watching me. I felt so confused and ashamed again, my dress was messy, the police officer didn’t give back my panty so they can clearly see a large part of my ass and pussy. Two massive guys came to sit down at the back of the truck with me, one on each side. Hopefully their hand and ankles are handcuffed. They are about 50 years old, wearing beards, they have got tattoos, and round bellies.
I felt really bad, The two massive guys were staring at me and the other were encouraging them to do bad things to me.
After a few minutes, one of them asked me:
“What a young slutty women is doing in a full truck of male prisoner?”
I answered in a shy way:
“There is no more space for me in St Catherine…”
The other one started to smile and told me:
“If you stay at Larnion, you are going to need help or you are not going to survive a week, you need support”.
I was so happy, maybe those guys will offer to help me, according to how the others look at them, I think they are the leader.
“Yes I will, but I hope I will not stay too long”.
“Of course, like everyone. So do you want our help?”
For the first time in two days I felt better, of course I want bodyguard in this helle.
“Yes it will be a pleasure to be protected by guys like you”.
“Ok we agree, get on your knees now”.
I stared at them, mouth opened, I am so naïve, they are prisoners, they are not offering services for nothing…
“Get on your knees, we are almost at Lornion. If you can get us cum before we get to the prison, we will help you”.
Again I was lost and helpless, I decided to do it, I need support and I have no other choices. The first guy unzipped his pants while the other one was putting and holding my arm behind my head. His dick was big and dirty, it smells urine and shit, maybe he fucked a poor young guy in his previous prison. I started slowly to suck his dick top, the other one behind me started to force the back of my head to make the dick go deeper in my mouth. In the same time, the other guys came one by one behind me to finger my pussy and my ass. I was just a toy, a slave for them.
After a few minutes the guy told me:
“You have to swallow to sing the contract”.
I couldn’t say anything, I just make a sign with my head and I swallowed. I wanted to puke, the taste was horrible.
I did the same thing with the second one, his dick was as dirty as the previous. I swallowed as well. When I finished, we arrived by the entrance of the prison. The truck stopped, and the two guys looked at me and said:
“We will have to meet again, slut”
“What? But you said…”
“You really think we will fight for you only for a blowjob?”
At this moment I realised the hell is on earth and I am going to get in. I went out of the truck and entered to the prison escorted by a police officer. What could happened now?
Hello ladies or gentlemen. I am Emma, a 20 years old passionate student living in France. I am studying hard to become a doctor, which means that I do not have that much free time; I’m not going to parties with my friends… Oh wait! I don’t have many friends or boyfriends… According to my best friend Carol it is mainly because I am too shy and focused on my exams. For Carol it is a shame because she thinks that I’m “hot as hell”. Just a short overview of myself (even if I don’t want to, because I don’t like to show off…). Let’s go, I’ve got long dark hairs, green eyes, a quiet pale skin, pink lips. That was brief; maybe I should describe myself a bit more, just in case men are reading. Ok let’s do this, my weight: 45 Kg, my height: 1m65, I have got a pretty round bottom, and a small breast… (Now I feel confused, I am writing about my shames, writing is weird), I am always wearing classy clothed, not provocative but a kind of sexy, as an example I love to wear tight skirt with pantyhose, I think that makes my legs looks good. Ok, I think I just finished my overview, now I will start to tell my story, even if it is not easy to tell…
Two years ago, I started to date Marc (My ex-boyfriend). We went to the same college, have the same interest, it was a lovely time, a fairy tale. After college I started my study, so we decided to take a flat with Marc in the same city, which will make easier our relationship. After a few months searching for a job, he started to become distant and cold. He couldn’t find a proper job due to the economic context.
One night, I came home early because one of my lecture was cancelled, I was so happy, because I could spend a night with Marc alone without studying. When I arrived close to the door, I heard different voices coming from our flat. I opened the door and I saw two guys with Marc, I was confused because I have never seen them, and the most surprising thing was Marc, he was smoking, he never smoked before… He throw his cigarette by the window.
Marc: “Good evening sweetheart… I will explain it… Let me introduce you to Eric and Nathan, they are people that I met while looking for jobs”.
Emma: “Are you smoking?”
Marc: “Ehhh… Yes, but not often, just when I am with the guys…”
I just ignored him and went to the bedroom, it was quiet in the living room, no noise, nothing.
After a few minutes they started to talk about jobs, video games and some other stuff. I was so angry at him, he never told me, maybe because he was scared. Anyway, I decided to go back to the living room when I heard a strange conversation.
Marc: “I’m not sure I can do that”
Nathan: “It is a lot of money, and it is easy, Eric will drive the car, you just have to put all the stuff in it and your job is done”.
Marc: “Yes, but I do not want to keep all of this stuff in my flat, Emma will notice it and it is going to be a nightmare…”
Eric: “Come on dude, just keep the products in here for a day, not longer and you will get the money that you need for the next months, and you could pay nice dresses to your girlfriend, or a trip in spain”
Marc: “Ok… I’ll do it but only once. Give me all the details on this paper, I am going to see if Emma is ok”.
I run on the bed and get the first book I saw to pretend to work, Eric entered the bedroom really slowly to talk to me.
Marc: “Are you ok?”
Emma: “Not really, I was expecting to spend the night with you, and the only thing that a found tonight was a smoker and two unknown guys in our living room”.
Marc:” I am sorry about it… I promise I will not smoke again. And I will ask the guy to leave. What do you want to eat tonight? I am making diner and making you a nice massage after. Is that ok for you?”
Emma: “Yes… But we will talk again about this smoking habit later”.
Marc:”Ok. I love you”.
He left the room, I was a bit confused about what I heard before, I need to do something for it, but how?
That night Marc made me an amazing diner, a worm massage, and we went to sleep early, I was too exhausted to have sex that night. In the middle of the night when Marc was sleeping, I went to the living room to have a look on this paper. It was a map of the city with an itinerary and some drop points which ended at the police station… I did not understand what was going on. Just next to our washing machine, it was this big sport bag. I did not want to open it but I have to, in case Marc is in trouble. I slowly opened it, and discovered some smaller bags inside, filled with different stuff… I did not want to put the light on, in case Marc woke up, it was difficult to see but… It is… It couldn’t… It’s some cocaine… I am pretty sure. Why? Why is he doing that? At this moment I took the worst decision ever, I take pictures of everything and tomorrow I am going to see the Police.
In the morning, I said nothing about this bag, I just wanted to go to the police station as soon as I could.
I went to my first hour of lecture but it was too hard to be focused. I decided to go home pretending to be sick, but first I went to the police station with all of these evidences. I had an interview with one of the investigator. I explained to him the few things that I know. He guarantees me that my boyfriend will not be accused of anything if he accepts to be a witness during the judgement, so I agreed.
This night, Marc did not come home pretexting to visit his parents because his father may have a job for him. I was trying to study, but it was too hard. I put the TV on and watch the news: “A massive d**g channel cut off by police: politicians and policemen could be involved in this traffic”. Oh my god, it is happening… I watched the news the entire night to see if they are talking about Marc, but nothing…
I received a call, by midnight, It scared me, it was Marc’s mom, to tell me that Marc is sick and he is going to stay at her house for a few days. I was more than confused. Marc was maybe not involved? Or he did the job but earlier? I do not know what is going on…
A few months later, we were both witness at the court. We had time to talk about this adventure before, but we still feel uncomfortable. This judgement was one of the biggest of the century because very important people were involved.
82 persons were declared guilty and were send to jail for a minimum period of five years. I was feeling satisfied, except about a point, the speech of the last person to be condemned: “All of the traitors will be found and punished, we have eyes everywhere”. We went home and started to have a normal life again.
After a year we forget about it, Marc found a job as plumber, and I was still studying hard. But one night, before the Christmas break, Carol invite me to a party to celebrate the end of the semester and I accepted. First, we went for some shopping because all of my dress started to be old… Or maybe not, but I’m a girl and I need dresses and shoes. After three hours of difficult choices, I finally found one, a red dress, a bit short but it is only for this time, a nice cleavage showing nicely the side of my boobs and open in the back. I decided to buy a pair of high heels too and of course some pantyhose, extra tight to make my legs look better.
That night we went to a famous club, the Aghmar, music is nice, the cocktails are tasty and this place is quiet, no fights, no drunk guys coming to flirt like pigs, everything was nice.
The party went really well, we had maybe too much cocktails, but it is only for a night. I decided to go home, Carol just found her new “boyfriend” for the night, so I left the club alone. The city is quiet by night and it is a pleasure to walk with some fresh air on my face and on my chest making my nipples hard.
Suddenly, a police car just stopped by me. Two police officers came out and they were staring at me, I was feeling confused. One of them come closer and asked me:
“Papers please?”
I was really lost, why policemen are stopping a lonely woman in the street at this time of the night. I was not moving, maybe the alcohol was not helping. He had to insists:
“PAPER PLEASE?”
Emma: “Sorry, I was trying to remember where I put them, let me check in my handbag”.
The other policeman come close to me and take my bag out of my hands. I did not resist. He took my bag into his car and started to look inside. The other one was asking me questions about my name, where I am living, what I am doing. After a few minutes the other one joined us, I think he finished with my bag, but he had another thing in his hands, a smaller bag, in plastic, looking like… No… That is impossible… It is d**gs, d**gs he found in my bag. I never did d**gs. It is a nightmare. What’s going on? I’m too tipsy to think, it is annoying. They put me handcuffs on and throw me at the back of the car.
We finally arrived at the police station, they took away all of my jewellery, my bag, my jacket and they told me that my interrogation will start in 30 minutes. I tried to explain and to contest but no one was listening. After 3O minutes of waiting in the corridor handcuffed to a chair, two bald guys came to take me to a room. They sat me on a chair and tied me to the table.
“What your name”
“Emma, I can explain everything, Ithink…”
“Shut up”
I was shocked, I couldn’t talk at all, it is not fair.
“Where did you find this d**g”
“It’s not mine”
“Ho, I see, it is mine maybe?”
I felt really bad, I wanted to cry, but I couldn’t, I needed to get out of here.
“No it is not your but I do not know where it is from…”
“What were you doing tonight?”
“I went to a party with a friend”
“I see, and dressed as a slut, you did not find any man to take you home?”
I couldn’t trust what I just heard. This guy is just treating me as a piece of shit…
“Anyway we have to conduct a body search to check if you have any other d**gs on you”.
I was totally scared and ashamed, after a few seconds, I asked:
“Is there any female officer to conduct it?”
“We are sorry, but tonight there are only men, and we have to conduct it now, it is the procedure”.
I did not know what to do, I know nothing about laws. One of the officer come closer, take out the chair and make me stand, it was quiet hard because I was still tied to the table. He started the body search by the arm, and slowly getting close to my boobs, I started to move so he takes my hair to make me stop and tell me in the ears:
“Stop moving or it will become painful for you”.
I stopped immediately, helpless. He started again where he stopped, going over my tits and then under my dress. He felt my hard nipples and started to smile:
“You are not wearing any bra, not easy to hide d**gs, I am curious about what I am going to find at the bottom”.
My face became red and I started to sweat. It was hot, the alcohol wasn’t helping. This guy is just taking advantage of his position.
Suddenly he stopped, the second guy came next to me:
“It’s my turn”
He slowly touch my belly going down my butt and my legs until he reached my feet. He stopped, maybe it is finished.
One guy went out, I was just staying there, in this uncomfortable position with one police officer still asking questions. The other one went back, with a box, he opened it and take out one latex glove. I realised what was going to happen. While one was wearing gloves, the other one take off my dress.
“Look at this body, such a princess”
“Yeah, nicely shaped”
“Now you have to bend over, face against the table”
I didn’t want to, it is so humiliating, but I finally did it, what else can I do? No one will hear me, and according to the law, I am guilty. I felt my panty going down until my ankles. One of the guy start to take a little bottle of liquid but the other one stopped him
“She doesn’t deserve it”
He put back the bottle in the box and went to take place just behind me. He makes me spread my legs.
“You see, it is going to be esay”
“Yes you are right, let’s check if she is hiding anymore stuff”
One of the guy place his hand on my ass and started to spread it to make my anus visible for the other. I felt one finger pressing my anus, it is really strange. I never did anal with Marc, it is tight and it is starting to hurt. One guy spanked my ass and tell me:
“Open it, don’t force us to hurt you”
I took a large inspiration and before I finished, he sticked his entire finger in my ass. I felt ****d, it hurts. I felt his finger moving inside me, it is a really strange feeling, it makes me sweat even more.
“Can you find something?”
“No it is too tight”
“Put a second finger then”
I was scared. A second finger? This one is already taking all the space. I told them:
“Please don’t, I promise, I have nothing to…”
Before I could finished my sentence, a second finger was inserted in my ass, it was burning and the guy was actively moving inside. The second guy took a glove as well and put his hand on my pussy:
“Nothing in the ass, maybe it’s here”
He put one finger in my vagina, while his colleague still had his fingers in my ass. My skin started to hurt like if someone was trying to rip me up. After a few minutes they stopped. I was ashamed, two guys r****g me with their fingers and I am wet as if I was having sex with Marc.
They make me put my dress back and put me in a jail for the night. I was thinking about my friends and family if they find out about it. Why no one is looking for me? Where is Marc? What is going to happen to me now? I do not know, and slowly I fall asleep.
In the morning, two other guys came to my cell to transfer me into a truck, I tried to ask some questions but none of them answered. I was still tipsy, and I felt like I was in a dream or a nightmare! I heard a guy in the corridor talking about me:
“There is no more space at the St Catherine women prison we will need to transfer her to another one, maybe the Larnion?”
The Larnion? It is impossible it is a men prison! That is insane. When we get to the car park, the truck is waiting for me. The two guys put me inside and told me:
“Your prison clothes will be provided at Larnion, they will take care of you”
The truck started, I was alone inside, only the driver and a police officer with a shotgun to watch me… To watch me? Really, I did not kill anyone. After an hour of driving, we stopped by another police station. About 10 men with chain get inside the truck and started to laugh while watching me. I felt so confused and ashamed again, my dress was messy, the police officer didn’t give back my panty so they can clearly see a large part of my ass and pussy. Two massive guys came to sit down at the back of the truck with me, one on each side. Hopefully their hand and ankles are handcuffed. They are about 50 years old, wearing beards, they have got tattoos, and round bellies.
I felt really bad, The two massive guys were staring at me and the other were encouraging them to do bad things to me.
After a few minutes, one of them asked me:
“What a young slutty women is doing in a full truck of male prisoner?”
I answered in a shy way:
“There is no more space for me in St Catherine…”
The other one started to smile and told me:
“If you stay at Larnion, you are going to need help or you are not going to survive a week, you need support”.
I was so happy, maybe those guys will offer to help me, according to how the others look at them, I think they are the leader.
“Yes I will, but I hope I will not stay too long”.
“Of course, like everyone. So do you want our help?”
For the first time in two days I felt better, of course I want bodyguard in this helle.
“Yes it will be a pleasure to be protected by guys like you”.
“Ok we agree, get on your knees now”.
I stared at them, mouth opened, I am so naïve, they are prisoners, they are not offering services for nothing…
“Get on your knees, we are almost at Lornion. If you can get us cum before we get to the prison, we will help you”.
Again I was lost and helpless, I decided to do it, I need support and I have no other choices. The first guy unzipped his pants while the other one was putting and holding my arm behind my head. His dick was big and dirty, it smells urine and shit, maybe he fucked a poor young guy in his previous prison. I started slowly to suck his dick top, the other one behind me started to force the back of my head to make the dick go deeper in my mouth. In the same time, the other guys came one by one behind me to finger my pussy and my ass. I was just a toy, a slave for them.
After a few minutes the guy told me:
“You have to swallow to sing the contract”.
I couldn’t say anything, I just make a sign with my head and I swallowed. I wanted to puke, the taste was horrible.
I did the same thing with the second one, his dick was as dirty as the previous. I swallowed as well. When I finished, we arrived by the entrance of the prison. The truck stopped, and the two guys looked at me and said:
“We will have to meet again, slut”
“What? But you said…”
“You really think we will fight for you only for a blowjob?”
At this moment I realised the hell is on earth and I am going to get in. I went out of the truck and entered to the prison escorted by a police officer. What could happened now?
Elle
- 16.01.2022
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