Expelled From MankindChapter 8
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“So, what was the nature of your relationship with the respondent?” Amy Tolliver now asked Kyra Vogel, which more than terrified Allen.
“I raped him while in college. I’m a serial rapist, targeting people of both sexes. I do it for control and because it turns me on to have my way with my victims. He got me hooked on it. He was my first victim. It was part of my sorority pledge week, to take a male student against his will. I had to do it and get away with it, of course. Which I did with him, but kept it up afterward, as it really excited and aroused me to do that to people,” Kyra Vogel confessed openly, being a bit of a psychopath.
“And ... what was your impression of Mr. Gordon? Would you ... wish to repeat the experience with him? If so, why? If not, why not? Well, this committee is very keen to hear your answer,” Amy insisted.
“Hell, yeah, I’d rape him again. And I’d rape you if I ever got the chance ... and that porker of a girlfriend he’s got ... I just plain love to rape, you know. And hey, he wasn’t bad for a victim. He put up a fight, at least. Once he awoke from the mickey I slipped him. And he lasted for two fucking hours, imagine that! I did all kinds of things to him, mind you, not just taking it in my pussy,” Kyra winked at him as if to say that she really wanted to rape him again.
“What was your favorite thing to do to him?” Amy continued, frankly rather aroused by the thought of having her way with Allen Gordon.
“My favorite part was when he licked my ass ... dude has some major tongue work going on there. If he had a stud, he’d be even better, but oh, man, he really seemed to enjoy tossing my salad! Oh, Allen, if I ever get out of prison, I’m comin’ for ya, babe!” Kyra blew him a kiss.
“Let the record show that the witness expressed considerable lust and even a small degree of affection for the respondent. That is noteworthy to this case, even if she is a violent criminal and a psychopath or at least sociopath. I would also note that more than a few people have shown or displayed a surprising amount of sexual interest in him, men and women alike,” Amy made a point of that fact.
“Was there anything else, babe? I would love to see him win his case, I should add. He might be best with his tongue, but his cock ain’t bad and I’d hate to see him lose the family jewels. If I could, I would ride him and get him to knock me up! Just because it would make me the hero of my cellblock! Hell, I’d help my cellmate get her turn with him, too!” Kyra ran her tongue along her lower lip rather suggestively.
“No, that will be all, Ms. Vogel. Thank you very much for your testimony,” Amy replied while noticing the way that Kyra squirmed in the seat, clearly aroused.
“The witness is excused,” the Chair announced.
Amy was rather turned-on by the little anecdote, even shifting uncomfortably as she prepared to call her next witness. She smiled coyly at Allen and winked at him, after which she did the same for Whitney. Whitney blushed and smiled back, still a bit unnerved by the way that her infidelity was exposed. She worried more than a little that he might want to get rid of her and she had no desire to lose him. She was hardly a perfect girlfriend and she had a lot of mixed feelings, but she still very much adored him. She didn’t realize just how much until now.
Allen was still a bit miffed and humiliated that Whitney had cheated on him with his aunt and uncle, not to mention the way that she flirted with that guard earlier. Some of her other odd behavior grated on him as well, but the way that she seemed to hang onto him for dear life was quite reassuring. It was as if she had lost some of the power in the relationship and he had strangely gained some leverage at her expense. It was more than a little of a pleasant surprise for him.
“Call Jessica Leopold to the stand,” Amy Tolliver continued by calling Allen’s former babysitter to the stand.
Jessica Leopold, a tall, elegant woman with strong hints of her Belgian origins, smiled and winked at Allen as she sat down. At thirty-nine, she didn’t look a day over thirty and she knew it. She tossed her hair back seductively and licked her lips, even flirted with Amy a little as she awaited the questions. What was her purpose ... was it really that obvious?
Did she really want to take him to bed? She was never quite this brazen when she babysat him that last summer before his senior year of high school. She had cockteased him for sure, but she was a little more demure than that. Now she was far less subtle, not even trying to hide it from his parents or his girlfriend or anyone.
“Please state the nature of your relationship with the respondent, Ms. Leopold,” Amy calmly spoke to Jessica as if not even noticing the bold flirtation.
“I was his babysitter during the summer between his junior and senior years of high school. A very well paid and pampered one to boot. Mr. and Mrs. Gordon were very kind to me. I sadly couldn’t reciprocate by respecting all of their wishes. You see, I had ulterior motives. I wanted to seduce their son. I wanted that ever since I met him. It was just a job until then, but damn, I wanted to hump him into next year!” Jessica didn’t even attempt to conceal the extent of her passion for Allen.
“Did you make any serious moves on him?” Amy asked her rather bluntly.
“Yes, I all but screamed it, but he was young, shy, inexperienced with girls ... you know, a virgin. I should have realized it and just taken it further. It wouldn’t have taken a lot more effort. I just didn’t grasp how bashful the poor lad was. He very much craved me, but he didn’t dare make that kind of move. He didn’t have that kind of confidence, you see. I won’t lie and pretend that this was a romantic kind of thing. I just wanted to use him for sex, a nice little treat for myself,” Jessica winked at Allen again, “oh, Allen, baby, if you make it out of this intact, you know what I want from you now ... call me!”
“So ... you were sexually attracted to Mr. Gordon when he was just seventeen?” Amy clarified.
“Yes, and I’m still very attracted to him. I would love to take him to bed and give him hours of sack time. It’s overdue. Hell, even if he gets clipped, I’d be happy to console him with lots and lots of oral! Even if it’s rather one-sided in that case! Who knows ... true love could happen, right?” Jessica blew him a very loving kiss.
“Very well. That will be all for now,” Amy reacted to that testimony.
The witness is excused,” the Chair declared now.
“Call Alyssa Quentin,” Amy now finished her line-up, eagerly waiting Allen’s witness list.
A lot was at stake, but she was eager to push through this business and come out on the other side. She had to get to the bottom of what was up with Allen Gordon. He really mystified and confused her already. She was yet to be sure what to expect or predict next, what would be the outcome there. As a respondent, she was supposed to be neutral and impartial, but it was very difficult. Allen Gordon was the most fascinating case that she had worked so far.
Watching his college flame take the stand put whole new pits of anxiety in Allen’s stomach, waves of nausea and such. What would she say about him? She had been his RA, his roomie once, and his secret lover for several weeks, not necessarily in that order. She had been in his study group and had been the professor’s pet, even more so than him. What would Alyssa say about him, especially in light of their breakup during Christmas break of his senior year?
“Please state the nature of your relationship with the respondent,” Amy quickly got that first query out of the way.
“I was his girlfriend, his college roommate for a time, and his room assistant, as well as a classmate in his study group. His Midsummer Night’s Dream study group, in fact. I was Titania and he was Oberon. Though I often teased him that he should be Bottom instead,” Alyssa’s smile showed through her glasses.
“Why was that?” Amy probed.
“Because he has a really nice ass. I mean, come on, any girl or guy here who’s seen him naked or even half-naked, you know what I mean. Part of why we broke up was my fixation with his butt. I mean, honestly, he’s a bit ... uptight about his tush, or at least he used to be,” Alyssa now confessed.
“How did that come to be?” Amy persisted.
“Well, I kinda got drunk, invited my twin brother Clarke, who’s gay, over to our place. We rented one together by this point, being tired of the dorm. Anyway, I kept pushing them together and trying everything to get Clarke into bed with Allen. Sorry, but I really wanted to share him with Clarke. A threesome. Le ménage à trois.
“I sorta hoped that a long-term V thing would emerge between us. That my brother and I could have the same wonderful guy in common. Especially since Clarke is a total Top and I felt that Allen was a natural bottom. And I really wanted to see him put that fine tush of his to work in bed,” Alyssa admitted her obsession with luring Allen into bed with her brother and herself.
“And Allen didn’t go for it?” Amy inquired further.
“Sadly, no. If you ever change your mind, babe, you know where to find us. Me and Clarke. We’re still looking for a man to share. We just can’t get that idea out of our heads. Sharing a dude, I mean. Especially a guy with that sweet of an ass! Yummy! You should see how that thing looks coming out of the shower! The best butt ever!” Alyssa brazenly licked her lips and winked at him.
“Call your next witness, please,” the Chair pressed Amy Tolliver, a satisfied look on her face due to the foursome that took place earlier. “Call Andrea Gillam,” Amy smirked. “Call Andrea Gillam to the stand,” the Chair summoned Allen’s date from the double date with Sidney Terranova. Andrea walked into the chamber in full Goth cosplay, quite impressive in fact. She laughed as she looked at Sidney and Allen both, rolling her eyes. “Name and relationship to the respondent?” Amy asked...
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Marc wanted to scream, he wanted to run and somewhere deep inside of him, he wanted to start laughing. But he literally found he could do nothing but stand there. The music blaring. The rest of the crowd still dancing. LeRoy Bridge suddenly finding the hot transvestite cheerleader he was getting his grove on with was now a blank staring statue. But while Marc's face had gone to a shocked blank, LeRoy's hadn't. Marc could even tell what was going through his good friend's mind....
A husband learns the hard way to be very careful what he wishes for. CHAPTER 1 Jason and Abigail had been married five years and their sex life to date was very satisfying, but pretty much vanilla. They always showered first and climbed into bed together. There was plenty of kissing and touching and occasionally there would be oral sex, although only as foreplay. Abby wasn’t keen on swallowing or even spitting; she didn’t want semen in her mouth. It wasn’t that she’d had a negative...
Katherine Wilson sat at the kitchen table staring at the clock on the wall. She was angry. Fuming in fact. She had struggled to cook the family a roast dinner with her broken right wrist and here she was, waiting for them to return from the football match. Her husband and son were late. Not unusual, but this time they were spectacularly late. Nearly two hours after they had promised to be home, they had still not arrived. She had called and texted them but had received no reply. She had sworn...
SpankingKatherine Wilson sat at the kitchen table staring at the clock on the wall. She was angry. Fuming in fact. She had struggled to cook the family a roast dinner with her broken right wrist and here she was, waiting for them to return from the football match. Her husband and son were late. Not unusual, but this time they were spectacularly late. Nearly two hours after they had promised to be home, they had still not arrived. She had called and texted them but had received no reply. She had sworn...
SpankingTable of Contents *** 1. To the Races Even sissy maids like to compete, but winning isn't always what it's cracked up to be. TAGS: Crossdressing/TV, Lingerie, Shemales, Uniforms, Chastity Belts, Maids, Petticoats, Use of Sex Toys 2. Beg us for It There's nothing a Red Ribbon enjoys more than making a man into a maid, and there's nothing a maid loves more than being used by a powerful woman. TAGS: Crossdressing/TV, Lingerie, Sexual Punishment, Shemales, Uniforms, Chastity...
Present date: February 26th, 2035 My name is John, I’m 35 years old. I have short brown hair, lightly tanned skin and blue ocean eyes. I’m 6’4, lean muscular build all around my body. When the government shut down, finding work was nearly impossible. With no order, It was dangerous from just walking outside the streets. People were mugged, raped and killed daily in the city. I’ve decided it was safer to go into the wilderness and fend for ourselves. We were very fortunate when the...
Dear Shoeblossom: My cousin Glen is married to a dominant bitch called Jocelyn. When Glen and his brother Gavin, both free-wheeling, bimbo-chasing poker-playing drunkards met Jocelyn in a club, they had no idea that the icy blonde would tempt the two of them, and Glen's boss Monroe, into becoming her slave harem! Now Glen hasn't been out for a poker night in seven years. When he and Gavin are at home, they are forced to wear French maid's costumes, with dildoes or butt plugs up their asses,...
Tuesday February 18, 1873 Well, it’s obviously been a while since I last wrote on these pages and it’s been thirty years since that fateful February morning in Kentucky. I survived my brief stint as governor, although it was a contentious time. Even the federal government got upset, threatening to revoke our statehood for letting Indians and Negroes vote. “Fine,” I told the representatives angrily. “I’m sure Great Britain would accept us as an extension of Canada, although that might make...
Mandira and Abhishek are a beautiful couple based in Bangalore. Mandira is 32, a beautiful, innocent and traditional housewife and Abhishek is 36, working in one of the companies in Bangalore. Abhishek got married to Mandira at the age of 30 who is from his native village. They have 2 k**s as well, elder son is studying in UKG and second son is still very young, Mandira is still breastfeeding the second k**.Mandira is a very beautiful housewife, had a somewhat fair complexion, 5′ 2″ height, has...