Execution of a Soccer Mom

Execution of a Soccer Mom - Part Two

By Jill Crokett copyright 2004

Authors note: this story is totally a work of fantasy/fiction. If any name used in this story is also that of a real person, it is totally a coincidence.

A horror beyond death

As the live organ transplant team harvests the vital tissues from Karen Sebring's body, a monitor indicates to the witnesses and the medical team that she has stopped breathing, and her once rapidly hopping graphic heart monitor is now flat lined. As the witnesses file out of the death chamber, Mrs. Sebring's Y cross is taken down and attached to a gurney, leaving the condemned the victim's body in a supine position. Three female technicians quickly detach Karen's arms and legs from across and spread eagle her body on the gurney to better facilitate the further harvesting of her fresh organs.

The female Warden steps forward and casually announces to the harvesting team "we should have her daughter in here shortly, maybe even tomorrow morning. I've just received word that the Homeland Federal Court has found the kid guilty in absentia of compliance with this one in her father and grandmother's murder. I understand that they located her hiding with relatives and picked her up early this morning."

As she walks away, Warden Bowden simply says "well, I've got a summer intern from the University graduate school of criminal justice coming in today. It will be a great introduction for him to see the teen get it, being his first execution and all. Anyway, what a waste of a beautiful woman, but at least I hope lots of folks can benefit from her organs."

With that one of the organ transplant doctors, speaking through her surgical mask, replies "Don't worry Warden, for a 36-year-old, this one had some real smooth skin on her bottom, which the doctors at the burn trauma center will love to use for skin transplants."

Arresting Sandy

The cute and somewhat petite 15-year-old Sandy Sebring did not yet know of her beautiful mother's brutal execution. Sandy had been staying at home with an aunt and the live-in housekeeper since her mother had been arrested for the murders of her casino-owner father and grandmother, but the teenager had been placed into hiding by a relative when it was announced a month earlier that she would also be charged, as an adult, in the murders.

In the early morning hours before her mother's execution, government agents armed with a convicted-in-absentia death warrant circled the home where young Sandy Sebring was hiding. At 3 a.m., suddenly smashing open the front door of her adult cousin's house, agents burst into the home and made their way to what they already knew was Sandy's bedroom.

The teenager, rising up from her bed shouting "what's going on, what's going on" was quickly shoved face down on the bed and her wrists quickly placed in handcuffs behind her back. At the same time to other agents quickly cuffed Sandy's ankles and then quickly pulled her legs up behind her, attaching the wrist and ankle cuffs together in a hog-tie position. Agents picked her up like a package and quickly carried the young teenager to a large unmarked white windowless delivery van parked in front of the house. Neighbors gathered to watch as Sandy, still in her thin baby-doll nightgown with matching panties, was placed in the back of the van.

While Sandy was being placed in the van, other agents held her half-asleep 27-year-old cousin Brenda and her 24-year-old live-in boyfriend Mark at gunpoint in the living room. Brenda, her hands on top of her head, wore only a hip-length man's T-shirt and white hip hugger cotton panties. Mark wore only a pair of Jockey briefs.

Sandy Sebring was 15 years old, was only 5'2" tall, 118 lbs., and of medium build. With C-cup breasts, she appeared quite busty for such a short young girl. She was quite attractive with over-the-shoulder length straight medium brown hair, cut with long straight bangs across her forehead.

As the van doors closed a male agent placed the black cloth sack over Sandy's head, gently closing it with a drawstring. Sandy could hear several other agents speaking in the back of the van. As the van pulled away, a female agent crouched down and almost in a whisper asked Sandy if she was on her period. "No ma'am" the girl answered through the mask. In a slightly louder voice the female agent then said "Sandy, I'm now going to have to search you, and you're going to be stripped. Do exactly as you are told, do you understand?" Sandy nodded yes as the wetness of tears now showed through the black sack which covered her head.

As the van continued to rumble along the city streets, Sandy felt momentarily relieved as the handcuffs were removed. "Sandy, keep your legs straight down and your arms straight over your head" the female agent said. As Sandy felt her panties being pulled down, another set of hands tugged her nightgown over her head. Sandy then felt soft leather cuffs being strapped around her wrists and ankles, one each by a different agent.

Sandy then feels a feminine pair of hands pull her knees apart, spreading her brown pussy hairs wide-open. "Sandy" said the agent's soft feminine voice, "I need to know honey, before I do a cavity search, have you ever had sex before." As she heard the slight snap of latex gloves being put on, Sandy began to cry through the black head cover. "Answer me Sandy, has a boy ever fucked you?

The fifteen-year-old girl, now only sobbing louder, did not answer. As the large white van rides through the streets of Las Vegas in the early morning hours, the female agent inserts a lubricated finger in the teenager's vagina, slowly moving it up to touch her cervix as the girl quietly cries.

Feeling her buttocks being spread open, Sandy pleads through her mask "No ma'am, please, please don't do that" as the female agent applies a lubricant to Sandy's anus.

She then feels a lubed finger being inserted far up into her rectum.

As soon as the van pulled into the well-guarded, razor wire wrapped warehouse looking facility, Sandy felt the van stop, followed by the opening and closing of several doors.

She hears the female agent, now talking in the distance outside the van, announce "no need to dress her boys, she's going straight to Punishment Processing as soon as the Judge certifies the sentenced-in-absentia writ tomorrow, uh, I mean THIS morning at 8 a.m., and The Department of Corrections and Punishment should have her by nine…it's a done deal."

As Sandy is lifted out of the back of the van wearing only the black cloth hostage sack over her head, she feels the cold pavement of the parking on under her bare feet. She is then led into the building and placed in an isolation holding cell, where the mask is finally removed. The teenager is left there completely naked as she awaits the Judge's arrival, which won't be for several hours.

To be continued in Part 3