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Despite her beliefs, Debbie Kendall silently cussed to herself as she saw

Despite her beliefs, Debbie Kendall silently cussed to herself as she saw
the roadblock. There were about 6 soldiers in dark green uniforms at the
checkpoint, inspecting everyone?s documents. Anyone suspected of bringing an
adolescent of any age to the border for the purpose of smuggling them into
Ohio or other neighboring states would face the full wrath of the warlord?s
new penal code.

This legislation strictly forbade any teenager of either sex to leave the
states that the Front controlled, with a maximum penalty of death by firing
squad for the smuggling party (and the teen, if at least 17 years old). The
minimum sentence was internal exile under house arrest for 15 years to life.

This law, while a slight exception to the mostly soft brand of
authoritarianism exercised by Col. Simon Lomax of the ruling Republican
Front, was undertaken for Social Darwinist reasons. Teenagers were excellent
immediate prospects for good breeding of future soldiers and taxpayers,
hence they were valuable citizens of the ?new American Union?, which would
need considerable manpower for its Swiss-style national militia.

None of this really mattered to Mrs. Kendall, except that it interfered with
her intention to ?save? her daughter Shannon from the deliberately
encouraged promiscuity of the ?godless new regime? ruling from Morgantown.
She was a ?Bible-believing?, ?god-fearing?, ?born-again? Baptist, who would
have been fine with the government if it didn?t promote sexual freedom,
evolution, and the Deistic ideals of the Enlightenment.

It was bad enough that her son, Matt, had joined the Militia and been
promoted to a corporal under the humanistic warlord. If he chose to serve
this ?Satanic? regime, which was only slightly less ?wicked? than the
Communists who killed her husband in the immediate chaos of the Great Pulse,
that was unfortunate for him. He was caught up in avenging his late father:
a sinful, if understandable motive from her Christian viewpoint.

Her daughter, however, would not be ?indoctrinated? with the ?libertinism?
of the RF. SHE would be taken to the pure, holy, theocratic Evangelical
Commonwealth that was fighting for its survival in Cincinnati against the
?unholy, secular? State Provisional Government headed by Governor Daryl
Banes.

There, she would go to public schools where teachers led prayer, taught the
Bible, and condemned the theory of evolution for its ?flaws?. She would not
be allowed to date after curfew or without chaperones. ?Demonic? influences
like Ouija boards, tarot cards, and pornography were illegal, as was sodomy
of any kind. She would eventually marry a ?decent?, Christian ?gentleman?,
after a long formal courtship that involved abstinence from any physical
contact. When she did, only the missionary position would be allowed, with
no contraceptives, sex toys, or lubricants available.

Naturally, this was the sort of rubbish that the Republican Front sought to
prevent. Disagreement with Col. Lomax?s public policies was allowed to an
extent, but it was no excuse for violating Article 9 of the Emergency
Criminal Code. They were charged with enforcing border controls and, damnit,
they would! The national defense and security of the Republic depended upon
their strict observance of regulations and legislation designed to protect
the Revolution. Only when the danger to the national sovereignty and
independence was removed could political freedom be restored as the
Commandant always intended.

Whatever their reasons, the guards would inspect everyone?s papers
thoroughly. Debbie just hoped that the fake identification she had bought
would work. Somehow, she had to pass her 16 year old daughter off as 20. She
just hoped that the soldiers wouldn?t examine things too closely or compare
her daughter?s supposed age to her appearance. If they did, she would be in
major trouble. She prayed quietly that the security detail would not catch
her and arrest her.

?Show us your papers, citizens,? the guard ordered Debbie sternly as she sat
in her Toyota.

?Here, Corporal,? she said nervously, as she handed him her driver?s license
and false ID card for Shannon. She wished that the warlord would stop these
temporary, rotating checkpoints. They made it difficult to avoid detection
by predicting the best roads to take for evading them.

?This ID looks suspicious, ma?am. Step out of the vehicle,? he gruffly
commanded her.

Debbie stopped the car and got out. She feared that she had been caught.
Naturally, she prayed one last time to save her life.

?Excuse me, sir?? she asked him.

?Don?t call me ?sir?. I work for a living. Anyway, I meant BOTH of you. Out
of the damned car, NOW!? he shouted angrily at them.

Shannon timidly got out of the passenger side of the imported sedan. She was
obviously underage and everyone present could see it for themselves now.
Debbie realized that her prayers had not been answered. She was going to
face either death, internal exile, or deportation to the District of
Columbia, the RF?s designated penal colony. She heard that life in the
nation?s former capital was Hell on Earth. She hoped that she wouldn?t find
out for sure.

?Ma?am, this young lady is clearly not 20 years old, as this phony card
claims. You?re under arrest for violating Article 9 of the Emergency
Criminal Code. You are hereby charged with smuggling an adolescent citizen
of the female sex outside of the territory controlled by the Republican
Front. This crime carries a possible death sentence, depending upon the
decision of the Revolutionary Tribunal. They will determine your fate now.
Take this woman to a holding cell for now. Keep them separate, though. We
don?t want any more brainwashing of the poor girl,? Corporal Arthur Delaney
announced.

As the soldiers dragged Mrs. Kendall away, she began screaming and begging
for her life. Anything would be better than facing a firing squad! She
couldn?t stand the idea of being executed by men with rifles. She wet
herself from the absolute horror of the concept. Damn that Republican Front
with their godless Revolution, she thought to herself. I am afraid to die! I
don?t want to be a martyr!

This display of irrational terror, while normal, always made Delaney laugh.
He had faced danger many times and not flinched from it. Here this woman,
who probably believed that death would mean going to Heaven, feared it far
more than he did. So much for the theory that there were no atheists in
foxholes, Arthur smirked. He knew better, as he was one himself.

As for Shannon, she was taken to separate facility for processing. After her
records were checked and she was proven to be a minor adolescent, she was
then transferred to one of the Front?s new state-run, co-ed youth hostels
for temporary housing. A new ID card was issued to her and she was ordered
to meet with a social worker designated by the Front until permanent custody
of her was determined by the Family Affairs Committee.

Unaware of her daughter?s fate, Debbie showed herself to be far more
concerned now with her own skin. She constantly asked to meet a lawyer, only
to be told that ?subversive actions? were beyond civil courts. They were the
province of ?revolutionary justice?, meaning the Tribunals. These 3-man
panels held very brief trials, where verdicts and sentences were issued with
incredible speed. Due process of law for crimes like smuggling was suspended
indefinitely.

5 days later?

?Deborah Ann Kendall, this Tribunal has found you guilty of smuggling,
pursuant to Article 9 of the Emergency Criminal Code. The isolated and
first-time nature of the offense, as well as the relatively non-political
life that you have lived so far, allows this Tribunal to offer you clemency,
provided that you prove compliant and co-operative in the matter for which
you committed this crime.

?Surrender legal custody of the adolescent female citizen, namely Shannon
Amber Kendall, to the State, for whatever purpose it deems necessary for
her, and you will have shown that you no longer wish to remove the said
citizen from the jurisdiction of the Front. This will demonstrate to us that
you might have a chance of rehabilitation in the future. At the very least,
this action will save your life. Do you consent to a transfer of custody??
the Chairman of the Tribunal demanded.

?Is that really what I must do to save my life?? Debbie asked them.

?It will at least guarantee that you are not executed. Anyone else will
depend upon your attitude and behavior. The more you prove willing to serve
the Revolution, the better your chances of staying out of DC. The best case
for you would be internal exile for a mandatory term of 15 years to life.
This would be under conditions of house arrest and probation. You would have
to return home after work and necessary errands. Your housing would be
determined by the State. Is that clear? Do you agree not to contest our
custody of your child, thereby demonstrating your willingness to keep her in
the territories controlled by the Republican Front?? he insisted.

?Yes, your honor,? she anxiously replied, knowing very well that any number
of things could happen to the girl.

?Then you have consented to the State, rather than any member of your
family, deciding the future of your minor child? You will not fight it? Very
well, but I must say that you are evidently not as concerned with the
well-being of your offspring as you claim. You have failed the test. Had you
maintained a refusal to turn over your daughter to the State, it would have
shown that you were at least acting in the best interest of the child,
albeit according to your deluded point of view.

?Because you callously sold out your daughter to an unknown fate, you will
not get even the limited custody that we would have allowed you under
internal exile. Your girl is obviously better off with someone else.

?It is hereby ordered that you be restricted to an address to be assigned to
you by the Bureau of Corrections for the remainder of your natural life.
While we offered you no death penalty or deportation to DC, we will make an
inconsiderate mother like you learn the hard way that there are worse things
than losing your life. You will be prevented from any means of seeing your
daughter again, since she matters less to you than your own hide. Corporal,
take the defendant away,? the Chairman declared.

With that, Debbie Kendall was taken to a prison bus and driven to a holding
cell for the night, pending her assignment to a lifetime of house arrest and
probation. She would be required to stay in the small area designated by the
State, after work she would have to report home, and she would need to
telephone her probation officer for permission to shop for groceries or
anything else necessary, giving him detailed information about what she
needed to buy and how long she would be out of the house.

The next day, she was informed that she had been relocated to a rather old
cottage on a small river island that her church used to own until it was
seized by the State. She would be permitted to leave the house only when
required for work or other business and she would have to share the small
home with a roommate who already resided there. They would have to keep the
place in good condition, as it would be inspected by the probation officer
on his regular visits. There would be cameras on the bridge connecting the
isle to the mainland.

To further restrict her activities, Debbie was stripped of her driver?s
license and issued a new probation ID, apparently standard for all internal
exiles. Her car was auctioned to fill the Treasury. All but 3 items of
clothing were confiscated: a pair of slacks, a blouse, and a winter coat.
Most of her shoes were seized as well. An electronic monitor would be worn
at all times when she left the house and if she was caught without it, she
would be restricted to the house completely for 72 hours. She was forbidden
to possess any firearms or field knives. She was also fingerprinted and
registered into a database for convicted felons. She was given a special bus
card and banned from using bicycles.

Felons were barred from having computers, credit cards, or cellular phones.
All telephone lines were automatically wiretapped. Cable access was
restricted as well, blocking channels regarded as ?subversive?, such as the
religious networks (they were deemed too sympathetic to the Evangelical
Commonwealth, which was hostile to the RF). Library cards were altered to
limit reading options for convicts and time spent at the libraries was kept
under a maximum of one hour.

Internal exiles were also denied visits from anyone not approved by the
probation officers. No more than 3 visitors could appear at a time and none
of them could stay overnight. Metal detectors were located within 4 yards of
the residence to catch any weapons as well. Any guests caught with them
would be arrested on the spot and charged with obstruction of justice.

This was the life that had been arranged for Deborah Ann Kendall, former 7th
grade schoolteacher (she had also lost her teaching license). She was
assigned a low-scale clerical job with the Public Education Bureau. She was
officially a 2nd class citizen now: a convicted felon under house arrest,
tainted with a record of smuggling.

Her change of career proved to be a minor issue compared to what faced her
when she showed up at her new house. She had been paired with another woman:
Jane Mensch, a very independent-minded divorcee not prone to put up with
anything she considered stupid.

Their very first meeting indicated a less than compatible relationship.
Debbie began to make suggestions about holding a Bible study together, which
didn?t please her roommate.

?If you think that I?m going to waste my time reading that book, you can go
fuck yourself! I have NO interest at all in that Sunday school BS. I had to
put up with it from my ex, which is why we?re divorced. He kept trying to
drag my tired ass off to church, when all I wanted to do on Sunday morning
was sleep in. He wouldn?t stop ?praying for my soul?, which really got on my
nerves. It?s like he assumed that I?m going to Hell, just because I don?t
blindly follow what the preachers say. No fucking thanks! You can take that
religious crap and shove it up your own stupid ass!? she screamed angrily.

?I would appreciate it if you didn?t cuss. It?s bad enough that you have to
ridicule my faith. Obscenity is needlessly offensive. I don?t like being
here any more than you, but we might as well make it as pleasant and
peaceful as possible. Don?t you think that you should turn to God now, given
that we don?t have many friends here? I?m talking about a personal
relationship with Jesus Christ,? Debbie insisted.
?Shut your stupid fucking mouth, you crazy religious fanatic! If you can
tell me what to say and what not to say, I can do the same to you! The last
thing that I want to hear right now is some claptrap about ?a personal
relationship? with a man who got himself killed 2,000 years ago! What do I
look like to you, a fucking necrophile? Good or bad, the man is DEAD! Get
over it, you self-appointed woman preacher!? Jane retorted furiously.

?I hate to sound mean, but if you keep up that attitude, you?re going to
burn in Hell,? Mrs. Kendall replied.

?After you, bitch,? Ms. Mensch snorted.

?Excuse me? I would rather you didn?t use that word. What do you mean by
?after you?, anyway? I?m not going to Hell. I?m saved,? the former Christian
schoolteacher answered, clearly annoyed.

?Like making some prayer to a dead man is gonna save your soul any more than
it saved your ass? You think that whatever Supreme Being exists is going to
treat you any better than the other deadbeat Moms? Yeah, bitch, I know all
about why you were sent here. Word gets around, even to a lady under house
arrest. You?re that scheming selfish cunt who sold out her own daughter to
avoid a firing squad or time in DC.

?I don?t why I have to be stuck with you, cowardly, sanctimonious Jesus
freak, but I won?t put up with your bullshit. Let?s clear something up. You
leave me the fuck alone, unless we have to work together on something
necessary. Is that clear to you, bitch?? the divorcee demanded as she lit a
cigarette.

?Those will kill you, Jane. Anyway, God has forgiven me for my actions about
my daughter. The Bible says that?.,? she started to ?correct? her roommate.

Before she could finish, though, Ms. Mensch shoved the cigarette into her
forehead. This distracted Debbie long enough with pain that Jane was able to
trip her. Grabbing Mrs. Kendall by the hair, the angry roommate then removed
her belt and used it to tie the woman?s hands behind her back. She then hit
the ex-teacher on the head with her own Bible.

When Debbie woke up, she was completely naked and tied to the posts of
Jane?s bed. What was worse, she was on her stomach, with her ass in the air.
There was something buried in her bottom, which hurt like an enema. It
buzzed a bit, which added a disturbing degree of pleasure to the pain. Then
she heard laughing.

?Like my vibrator? I decided to let you borrow it, since you?re without a
man, just like me. A lady needs to take care of her own needs, doesn?t she?
Let me guess. You think masturbation is sinful. Too bad, because you?re
doing it right now and it feels incredible, doesn?t it? Of course, you?re
probably also in some pain, due to the location of the vibrator. That?s part
of being a bitch. You see, if there has to be a bitch in the house, I might
as well make her MY bitch. Wouldn?t you agree?? the roommate taunted Debbie.

?What do you mean by that?? she asked angrily.

?That?s simple. You?re my bitch now. I?ll make you eat me out, rim my ass,
get me off, and service me in general. When you get home from work, you?ll
do your chores, cook dinner, wash the dishes, and report to me for your
sexual duties as my woman. If you do well, I?ll let you get off. If not,
that?s too fucking bad for you. I see a chance to make sure that I am
constantly satisfied. For all you know, this might be fun for you. When I
need you, you?ll be in this bed with me. Otherwise, however, you?ll sleep in
the other room.

?You?ll be quite the little housewife, which you?ve probably wanted anyway.
When I come home from work, you?d better be attentive and obedient. I want
you to give me your paychecks. I?ll shop for groceries, as I don?t trust you
with money. You?d most likely give it to some missionaries or preachers.

?I?ll give you an allowance, which you?ll have to earn. If I catch you
spending it on Bibles, tracts, or anything of the sort, I?ll take it away
for a month. The same is true of any disobedience on your part. Sometimes,
if you?re really bad, I?ll whip and fuck your ass without any lube. Oh, and
you?re also forbidden to wear clothes when we?re alone. Do you understand my
new rules, bitch?? Jane announced.

?Yes, just stop doing to that to me with your vibrator! I?ll obey you, just
don?t sodomize me with that thing!? Mrs. Kendall begged.

?Oh, but I will sodomize you all I want. That?s part of your role as my
bitch. Moreover, you?ll call me ?Mistress? from now on. I?ll fuck whomever I
please and make you fuck them too. You?re my bitch, my slave, my slut, my
wife, and my property in general. Do you get it now, cunt?? Ms. Mensch
declared.

With that, Jane slammed her fist into Debbie?s pussy, making her squeal with
the new pain and shock of being penetrated there by a hand. She was not
exactly gentle with her invasion of the teacher?s sex, either. Then again,
the beekeeper was in no mood for nonsense.

She didn?t like being ?interned? for harboring her ex-husband from the Front
when he was on the run. If she had known WHY he was in trouble, she wouldn?t
have given him shelter, but she hadn?t known at the time. After all, he WAS
the father of their 4 year daughter, now in a foster home. It wasn?t her
fault that he was a right-wing terrorist.

If she had to be a prisoner of sorts, then she would do what other inmates
did: control and rape her cellmate. She didn?t have any qualms about harming
this prima donna, unlike most people. She was prepared to just masturbate,
until the woman pushed her too far. Now, she would have plenty of fun at her
expense.

SEVERUSMAX

Despite her beliefs, Debbie Kendall silently cussed to herself as she saw
the roadblock. There were about 6 soldiers in dark green uniforms at the
checkpoint, inspecting everyone?s documents. Anyone suspected of bringing an
adolescent of any age to the border for the purpose of smuggling them into
Ohio or other neighboring states would face the full wrath of the warlord?s
new penal code.

This legislation strictly forbade any teenager of either sex to leave the
states that the Front controlled, with a maximum penalty of death by firing
squad for the smuggling party (and the teen, if at least 17 years old). The
minimum sentence was internal exile under house arrest for 15 years to life.

This law, while a slight exception to the mostly soft brand of
authoritarianism exercised by Col. Simon Lomax of the ruling Republican
Front, was undertaken for Social Darwinist reasons. Teenagers were excellent
immediate prospects for good breeding of future soldiers and taxpayers,
hence they were valuable citizens of the ?new American Union?, which would
need considerable manpower for its Swiss-style national militia.

None of this really mattered to Mrs. Kendall, except that it interfered with
her intention to ?save? her daughter Shannon from the deliberately
encouraged promiscuity of the ?godless new regime? ruling from Morgantown.
She was a ?Bible-believing?, ?god-fearing?, ?born-again? Baptist, who would
have been fine with the government if it didn?t promote sexual freedom,
evolution, and the Deistic ideals of the Enlightenment.

It was bad enough that her son, Matt, had joined the Militia and been
promoted to a corporal under the humanistic warlord. If he chose to serve
this ?Satanic? regime, which was only slightly less ?wicked? than the
Communists who killed her husband in the immediate chaos of the Great Pulse,
that was unfortunate for him. He was caught up in avenging his late father:
a sinful, if understandable motive from her Christian viewpoint.

Her daughter, however, would not be ?indoctrinated? with the ?libertinism?
of the RF. SHE would be taken to the pure, holy, theocratic Evangelical
Commonwealth that was fighting for its survival in Cincinnati against the
?unholy, secular? State Provisional Government headed by Governor Daryl
Banes.

There, she would go to public schools where teachers led prayer, taught the
Bible, and condemned the theory of evolution for its ?flaws?. She would not
be allowed to date after curfew or without chaperones. ?Demonic? influences
like Ouija boards, tarot cards, and pornography were illegal, as was sodomy
of any kind. She would eventually marry a ?decent?, Christian ?gentleman?,
after a long formal courtship that involved abstinence from any physical
contact. When she did, only the missionary position would be allowed, with
no contraceptives, sex toys, or lubricants available.

Naturally, this was the sort of rubbish that the Republican Front sought to
prevent. Disagreement with Col. Lomax?s public policies was allowed to an
extent, but it was no excuse for violating Article 9 of the Emergency
Criminal Code. They were charged with enforcing border controls and, damnit,
they would! The national defense and security of the Republic depended upon
their strict observance of regulations and legislation designed to protect
the Revolution. Only when the danger to the national sovereignty and
independence was removed could political freedom be restored as the
Commandant always intended.

Whatever their reasons, the guards would inspect everyone?s papers
thoroughly. Debbie just hoped that the fake identification she had bought
would work. Somehow, she had to pass her 16 year old daughter off as 20. She
just hoped that the soldiers wouldn?t examine things too closely or compare
her daughter?s supposed age to her appearance. If they did, she would be in
major trouble. She prayed quietly that the security detail would not catch
her and arrest her.

?Show us your papers, citizens,? the guard ordered Debbie sternly as she sat
in her Toyota.

?Here, Corporal,? she said nervously, as she handed him her driver?s license
and false ID card for Shannon. She wished that the warlord would stop these
temporary, rotating checkpoints. They made it difficult to avoid detection
by predicting the best roads to take for evading them.

?This ID looks suspicious, ma?am. Step out of the vehicle,? he gruffly
commanded her.

Debbie stopped the car and got out. She feared that she had been caught.
Naturally, she prayed one last time to save her life.

?Excuse me, sir?? she asked him.

?Don?t call me ?sir?. I work for a living. Anyway, I meant BOTH of you. Out
of the damned car, NOW!? he shouted angrily at them.

Shannon timidly got out of the passenger side of the imported sedan. She was
obviously underage and everyone present could see it for themselves now.
Debbie realized that her prayers had not been answered. She was going to
face either death, internal exile, or deportation to the District of
Columbia, the RF?s designated penal colony. She heard that life in the
nation?s former capital was Hell on Earth. She hoped that she wouldn?t find
out for sure.

?Ma?am, this young lady is clearly not 20 years old, as this phony card
claims. You?re under arrest for violating Article 9 of the Emergency
Criminal Code. You are hereby charged with smuggling an adolescent citizen
of the female sex outside of the territory controlled by the Republican
Front. This crime carries a possible death sentence, depending upon the
decision of the Revolutionary Tribunal. They will determine your fate now.
Take this woman to a holding cell for now. Keep them separate, though. We
don?t want any more brainwashing of the poor girl,? Corporal Arthur Delaney
announced.

As the soldiers dragged Mrs. Kendall away, she began screaming and begging
for her life. Anything would be better than facing a firing squad! She
couldn?t stand the idea of being executed by men with rifles. She wet
herself from the absolute horror of the concept. Damn that Republican Front
with their godless Revolution, she thought to herself. I am afraid to die! I
don?t want to be a martyr!

This display of irrational terror, while normal, always made Delaney laugh.
He had faced danger many times and not flinched from it. Here this woman,
who probably believed that death would mean going to Heaven, feared it far
more than he did. So much for the theory that there were no atheists in
foxholes, Arthur smirked. He knew better, as he was one himself.

As for Shannon, she was taken to separate facility for processing. After her
records were checked and she was proven to be a minor adolescent, she was
then transferred to one of the Front?s new state-run, co-ed youth hostels
for temporary housing. A new ID card was issued to her and she was ordered
to meet with a social worker designated by the Front until permanent custody
of her was determined by the Family Affairs Committee.

Unaware of her daughter?s fate, Debbie showed herself to be far more
concerned now with her own skin. She constantly asked to meet a lawyer, only
to be told that ?subversive actions? were beyond civil courts. They were the
province of ?revolutionary justice?, meaning the Tribunals. These 3-man
panels held very brief trials, where verdicts and sentences were issued with
incredible speed. Due process of law for crimes like smuggling was suspended
indefinitely.

5 days later?

?Deborah Ann Kendall, this Tribunal has found you guilty of smuggling,
pursuant to Article 9 of the Emergency Criminal Code. The isolated and
first-time nature of the offense, as well as the relatively non-political
life that you have lived so far, allows this Tribunal to offer you clemency,
provided that you prove compliant and co-operative in the matter for which
you committed this crime.

?Surrender legal custody of the adolescent female citizen, namely Shannon
Amber Kendall, to the State, for whatever purpose it deems necessary for
her, and you will have shown that you no longer wish to remove the said
citizen from the jurisdiction of the Front. This will demonstrate to us that
you might have a chance of rehabilitation in the future. At the very least,
this action will save your life. Do you consent to a transfer of custody??
the Chairman of the Tribunal demanded.

?Is that really what I must do to save my life?? Debbie asked them.

?It will at least guarantee that you are not executed. Anyone else will
depend upon your attitude and behavior. The more you prove willing to serve
the Revolution, the better your chances of staying out of DC. The best case
for you would be internal exile for a mandatory term of 15 years to life.
This would be under conditions of house arrest and probation. You would have
to return home after work and necessary errands. Your housing would be
determined by the State. Is that clear? Do you agree not to contest our
custody of your child, thereby demonstrating your willingness to keep her in
the territories controlled by the Republican Front?? he insisted.

?Yes, your honor,? she anxiously replied, knowing very well that any number
of things could happen to the girl.

?Then you have consented to the State, rather than any member of your
family, deciding the future of your minor child? You will not fight it? Very
well, but I must say that you are evidently not as concerned with the
well-being of your offspring as you claim. You have failed the test. Had you
maintained a refusal to turn over your daughter to the State, it would have
shown that you were at least acting in the best interest of the child,
albeit according to your deluded point of view.

?Because you callously sold out your daughter to an unknown fate, you will
not get even the limited custody that we would have allowed you under
internal exile. Your girl is obviously better off with someone else.

?It is hereby ordered that you be restricted to an address to be assigned to
you by the Bureau of Corrections for the remainder of your natural life.
While we offered you no death penalty or deportation to DC, we will make an
inconsiderate mother like you learn the hard way that there are worse things
than losing your life. You will be prevented from any means of seeing your
daughter again, since she matters less to you than your own hide. Corporal,
take the defendant away,? the Chairman declared.

With that, Debbie Kendall was taken to a prison bus and driven to a holding
cell for the night, pending her assignment to a lifetime of house arrest and
probation. She would be required to stay in the small area designated by the
State, after work she would have to report home, and she would need to
telephone her probation officer for permission to shop for groceries or
anything else necessary, giving him detailed information about what she
needed to buy and how long she would be out of the house.

The next day, she was informed that she had been relocated to a rather old
cottage on a small river island that her church used to own until it was
seized by the State. She would be permitted to leave the house only when
required for work or other business and she would have to share the small
home with a roommate who already resided there. They would have to keep the
place in good condition, as it would be inspected by the probation officer
on his regular visits. There would be cameras on the bridge connecting the
isle to the mainland.

To further restrict her activities, Debbie was stripped of her driver?s
license and issued a new probation ID, apparently standard for all internal
exiles. Her car was auctioned to fill the Treasury. All but 3 items of
clothing were confiscated: a pair of slacks, a blouse, and a winter coat.
Most of her shoes were seized as well. An electronic monitor would be worn
at all times when she left the house and if she was caught without it, she
would be restricted to the house completely for 72 hours. She was forbidden
to possess any firearms or field knives. She was also fingerprinted and
registered into a database for convicted felons. She was given a special bus
card and banned from using bicycles.

Felons were barred from having computers, credit cards, or cellular phones.
All telephone lines were automatically wiretapped. Cable access was
restricted as well, blocking channels regarded as ?subversive?, such as the
religious networks (they were deemed too sympathetic to the Evangelical
Commonwealth, which was hostile to the RF). Library cards were altered to
limit reading options for convicts and time spent at the libraries was kept
under a maximum of one hour.

Internal exiles were also denied visits from anyone not approved by the
probation officers. No more than 3 visitors could appear at a time and none
of them could stay overnight. Metal detectors were located within 4 yards of
the residence to catch any weapons as well. Any guests caught with them
would be arrested on the spot and charged with obstruction of justice.

This was the life that had been arranged for Deborah Ann Kendall, former 7th
grade schoolteacher (she had also lost her teaching license). She was
assigned a low-scale clerical job with the Public Education Bureau. She was
officially a 2nd class citizen now: a convicted felon under house arrest,
tainted with a record of smuggling.

Her change of career proved to be a minor issue compared to what faced her
when she showed up at her new house. She had been paired with another woman:
Jane Mensch, a very independent-minded divorcee not prone to put up with
anything she considered stupid.

Their very first meeting indicated a less than compatible relationship.
Debbie began to make suggestions about holding a Bible study together, which
didn?t please her roommate.

?If you think that I?m going to waste my time reading that book, you can go
fuck yourself! I have NO interest at all in that Sunday school BS. I had to
put up with it from my ex, which is why we?re divorced. He kept trying to
drag my tired ass off to church, when all I wanted to do on Sunday morning
was sleep in. He wouldn?t stop ?praying for my soul?, which really got on my
nerves. It?s like he assumed that I?m going to Hell, just because I don?t
blindly follow what the preachers say. No fucking thanks! You can take that
religious crap and shove it up your own stupid ass!? she screamed angrily.

?I would appreciate it if you didn?t cuss. It?s bad enough that you have to
ridicule my faith. Obscenity is needlessly offensive. I don?t like being
here any more than you, but we might as well make it as pleasant and
peaceful as possible. Don?t you think that you should turn to God now, given
that we don?t have many friends here? I?m talking about a personal
relationship with Jesus Christ,? Debbie insisted.
?Shut your stupid fucking mouth, you crazy religious fanatic! If you can
tell me what to say and what not to say, I can do the same to you! The last
thing that I want to hear right now is some claptrap about ?a personal
relationship? with a man who got himself killed 2,000 years ago! What do I
look like to you, a fucking necrophile? Good or bad, the man is DEAD! Get
over it, you self-appointed woman preacher!? Jane retorted furiously.

?I hate to sound mean, but if you keep up that attitude, you?re going to
burn in Hell,? Mrs. Kendall replied.

?After you, bitch,? Ms. Mensch snorted.

?Excuse me? I would rather you didn?t use that word. What do you mean by
?after you?, anyway? I?m not going to Hell. I?m saved,? the former Christian
schoolteacher answered, clearly annoyed.

?Like making some prayer to a dead man is gonna save your soul any more than
it saved your ass? You think that whatever Supreme Being exists is going to
treat you any better than the other deadbeat Moms? Yeah, bitch, I know all
about why you were sent here. Word gets around, even to a lady under house
arrest. You?re that scheming selfish cunt who sold out her own daughter to
avoid a firing squad or time in DC.

?I don?t why I have to be stuck with you, cowardly, sanctimonious Jesus
freak, but I won?t put up with your bullshit. Let?s clear something up. You
leave me the fuck alone, unless we have to work together on something
necessary. Is that clear to you, bitch?? the divorcee demanded as she lit a
cigarette.

?Those will kill you, Jane. Anyway, God has forgiven me for my actions about
my daughter. The Bible says that?.,? she started to ?correct? her roommate.

Before she could finish, though, Ms. Mensch shoved the cigarette into her
forehead. This distracted Debbie long enough with pain that Jane was able to
trip her. Grabbing Mrs. Kendall by the hair, the angry roommate then removed
her belt and used it to tie the woman?s hands behind her back. She then hit
the ex-teacher on the head with her own Bible.

When Debbie woke up, she was completely naked and tied to the posts of
Jane?s bed. What was worse, she was on her stomach, with her ass in the air.
There was something buried in her bottom, which hurt like an enema. It
buzzed a bit, which added a disturbing degree of pleasure to the pain. Then
she heard laughing.

?Like my vibrator? I decided to let you borrow it, since you?re without a
man, just like me. A lady needs to take care of her own needs, doesn?t she?
Let me guess. You think masturbation is sinful. Too bad, because you?re
doing it right now and it feels incredible, doesn?t it? Of course, you?re
probably also in some pain, due to the location of the vibrator. That?s part
of being a bitch. You see, if there has to be a bitch in the house, I might
as well make her MY bitch. Wouldn?t you agree?? the roommate taunted Debbie.

?What do you mean by that?? she asked angrily.

?That?s simple. You?re my bitch now. I?ll make you eat me out, rim my ass,
get me off, and service me in general. When you get home from work, you?ll
do your chores, cook dinner, wash the dishes, and report to me for your
sexual duties as my woman. If you do well, I?ll let you get off. If not,
that?s too fucking bad for you. I see a chance to make sure that I am
constantly satisfied. For all you know, this might be fun for you. When I
need you, you?ll be in this bed with me. Otherwise, however, you?ll sleep in
the other room.

?You?ll be quite the little housewife, which you?ve probably wanted anyway.
When I come home from work, you?d better be attentive and obedient. I want
you to give me your paychecks. I?ll shop for groceries, as I don?t trust you
with money. You?d most likely give it to some missionaries or preachers.

?I?ll give you an allowance, which you?ll have to earn. If I catch you
spending it on Bibles, tracts, or anything of the sort, I?ll take it away
for a month. The same is true of any disobedience on your part. Sometimes,
if you?re really bad, I?ll whip and fuck your ass without any lube. Oh, and
you?re also forbidden to wear clothes when we?re alone. Do you understand my
new rules, bitch?? Jane announced.

?Yes, just stop doing to that to me with your vibrator! I?ll obey you, just
don?t sodomize me with that thing!? Mrs. Kendall begged.

?Oh, but I will sodomize you all I want. That?s part of your role as my
bitch. Moreover, you?ll call me ?Mistress? from now on. I?ll fuck whomever I
please and make you fuck them too. You?re my bitch, my slave, my slut, my
wife, and my property in general. Do you get it now, cunt?? Ms. Mensch
declared.

With that, Jane slammed her fist into Debbie?s pussy, making her squeal with
the new pain and shock of being penetrated there by a hand. She was not
exactly gentle with her invasion of the teacher?s sex, either. Then again,
the beekeeper was in no mood for nonsense.

She didn?t like being ?interned? for harboring her ex-husband from the Front
when he was on the run. If she had known WHY he was in trouble, she wouldn?t
have given him shelter, but she hadn?t known at the time. After all, he WAS
the father of their 4 year daughter, now in a foster home. It wasn?t her
fault that he was a right-wing terrorist.

If she had to be a prisoner of sorts, then she would do what other inmates
did: control and rape her cellmate. She didn?t have any qualms about harming
this prima donna, unlike most people. She was prepared to just masturbate,
until the woman pushed her too far. Now, she would have plenty of fun at her
expense.

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Strip Games With My Mom

This story is imagination story. My family consists of dad, mom, sister and me. We lived in the apartments in Mumbai. My dad works in the private company in Mumbai as supervisor. He was busy with work in developing the company. He was the right hand to boss in that company so he was always busy with the work. He regularly goes to gym to maintain the good physique and was fair and tall. My dad married my mom when he was 25 years and mom was 22 year. Next the mom was the house wife. She is the...

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Hay friends my name is john. I am from kerala. now I am working here me 25 . Now I will tell about my experience. This happened 7 years back. First I will tell about my family. My father I in gulf and I have one sister and my sweet mom. My sister is married and she is in her husband home. My dad will come only alternate 2 years. So while this happen I am at the age of 18 years.Now I will tell about my mom. Mom age is 50. it this happen when mom was 44. mom is little fat but she looks very nice...

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My fun with momChapter 1As Mom and I walked back to the car after dropping dad off at the airport, she put her arm around me and pulled me close. She had been doing this whenever we were together and alone. She giggled as I placed my arm around her shoulders pulling her toward me. I was a little taller than Mom so I kissed the top of her head as we walked. Why I did, I couldn't tell you, except I loved my Mom and at that moment felt a little sorry for her because Dad would be gone for the next...

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Thank you all for showing great support. It’s been a while since I wrote. Got held up with work and other stuff. You guys have shown so much patience. But, no more waiting. Here’s the next part! Narrated by David. I got back home by around the afternoon. I went in, but there was no one to be found. Everyone must be in their rooms. I, too, was tired and went inside my room to freshen up. While I was washing my face, someone opened my door. Mom: At last, you came. Me: It’s not...

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Alicia is a very special person in my world. She is a great many things to me. She's my best friend, my confidant, my girlfriend, my lover and my mom. Mom seems to really love her role as my own personal cumslut and is always there for me whenever I need to get off. Lately, I've been able to forget about my alarm clock because every morning I awake to the feel of warm, wet lips sucking my cock. Let me tell you, it's a great way to start the day!Mom and I live alone and there is no dad to talk...

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Hi, this is south Indian fucker back with another story…… Thank you for your support……. Please continue giving your valuable comments on my stories……. So this is a story of a mom…….. Story begins….. It was the funeral of my father Ramesh. . …….. He was the owner of a hypermarket and had married my mom when he was 24. … My mom was crying. .. She was 30 …… Her name was smitha. .. I am their son Gopal studying in 11 the standard … My mom delivered me when-whenjust 14 years old… It was a child...

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I had just opened the porn site on the computer in my room and I heard the irritating clanking of mom's bangles which I appreciate at other times, the clanking of her bangles acts as alarm for me."Open the door, did you get dressed we are already late." Mom enquired from outside the door, oh shit I forgot we have to go to a marriage ceremony and mom had told me to get dressed around an hour ago and here I am sitting on my chair with my cock out."Mom, just give me fifteen minutes." I replied,...

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Dad Allow Me To Fuck MomHello friend I am new in this site. My name is Rajib. Age is 30 years now. I am the only son of my parents. My father is class one officer of State Government. My mom is a housewife. My mom is now 50 years. My dad is now 56 years. It’s happened when I am 26 years. After a fever of 7 days I check my blood and it took me the cancer in my cheats. Doctors said this last stage for me only 6 month in my life. After that mom and dad become mad for me. They want always happy me....

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