6/18/2005

Probation Violation

 

Margaret Falls loved her job. She had been a probation officer with the county for 5 years as of May and she could see herself retiring as a probation officer. What wasn't to love about the position? The job gave Margaret total power over the men and women who came under her care. With the simple flick of a pen she could send someone away to prison for years. Yep. You had best not violate your probation terms with Margaret at the helm. Mercy was a word with no meaning to her. Margaret was particularly hard on her female probationers. You see, Margaret wasn't exactly a beauty. She was a short woman but very round. Fat wasn't a word she liked to use. She preferred “slightly large for her height”. Margaret stood 5'4” and weighed a “slightly large” 235 lbs. She liked to dress plainly. A simple blouse and knee length skirt seemed to do just fine. Margaret kept her hair short as well... no time to waste on fixing your hair in the morning. A wash and quick towel dry was good enough. Margaret was, after all, a practical woman. She was aware that she wasn't attractive to men. She acted as if it didn't bother her but in the back of her mind she resented her appearance. This was the reason Margaret was harder on her female probationers than her male clients. You see, Margaret just couldn't stand the sight of a pretty girl. The “young tarts and vixens” (as she liked to say) made her positively sick. Girls these days dressed way to provocatively. Worse yet, most of them were plain out sluts. Nothing made Margaret angrier than a slut. Today she had an appointment with just such a slut...Kimberly Johnson. Kimberly was 19 years old and had been busted for shop lifting. She swore she had been framed but Margaret wasn't buying it. Nope. Kimberly was a slut and today she was going to get her comeuppance. In Margaret's pudgy hands she held the latest drug test results for Kimberly Johnson and it appeared little Kimmy had been smoking some dope recently. Margaret couldn't have been happier.

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Kim Johnson was nervous. As she pulled into the parking lot in front of the Sub Courthouse she strained to recall when exactly she had smoked that joint with her boyfriend. Normally, Kim didn't do any type of drugs but several weeks ago her boyfriend, Jeff, had convinced her to take a couple of drags off a marijuana cigarette at a party they were attending. Kim had chastised herself repeatedly for making such a mistake. She knew her probation officer could ask her to take a random drug test at any time but Kim had gambled that she could get away with a couple of puffs. She was stunned when that bitch, Officer Falls, had called and told her to report to the clinic for a urine test. Kim only hoped that a couple of short puffs wouldn't show up. Darn that Jeff for making her smoke pot! Now, the hour was upon her. She was meeting with Officer Falls for her monthly appointment at 1:00 PM. Please...please... please let the drug test come back negative! Kim pulled into the parking spot and turned off the ignition. She turned the mirror so she could fix her long brown hair. She was a pretty girl. 5'3” and positively stunning. Her long dark hair complemented her brown eyes. She had a tight stomach with an adorable little belly button. Her breasts were large but not over big (“a good handful” Jeff liked to say). By far her best feature was her ass. Her butt was tight...so tight you could bounce a coin off it. Kim worked out daily. She knew she was a knockout and liked to stay in shape. Reaching into her purse, she pulled out the breath freshener and sprayed some into her mouth. She leaned back in the seat and thought again about what an unjust world she lived in. A little over a year ago she had been convicted of a crime she didn't commit but she had been unwilling to rat out her childhood friend who had actually stolen the makeup from the department store. Kim considered herself a loyal friend but this was stretching her limits. To think Kimberly Johnson, a straight A student from a good family should have to be serving a two year probation period for something she didn't even do made her want to cry. She bit her bottom lip and calling up all her strength stepped out of her car and headed towards the courthouse.

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Kim walked through the front door and signed in. She took the monthly report sheet and sat down in the lobby to wait her turn with Officer Falls. Kim had never liked Officer Falls. Something about the way the woman looked at her made her uncomfortable. Although Officer Falls had never said anything out of the ordinary Kim was certain the fat bitch didn't like her. Something was wrong with Officer Falls...something about her eyes...her eyes never smiled. Her gaze seemed to burn into Kim. A slight shudder escaped from Kim as the intercom buzzed announcing she should proceed to Officer Falls' office.

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Margaret watched Kimberly Johnson as she entered the office. What a slut. She was wearing tight blue jeans and a short shirt, which revealed way to much stomach. Girls these days just have no pride. Margaret tapped her pen impatiently on the desk and indicated a chair for Kimberly to sit.

“Well Miss Johnson, I see you've had an eventful month.”

Kim wasn't sure what to say. “Yeah, I guess. What do you mean?”

Margaret enjoyed Kim's nervousness. It was exactly what she had intended. “Well, according to your lab results it appears you've been consuming some illegal substances.”

Kim was flabbergasted. “Er...what do you mean? I mean I haven't done anything illegal. What are you talking about?”

Margaret leaned back in her seat. The creaking of her swivel chair was the only sound.

“Officer Falls, I'm not sure what you're talking about.”, Kim ventured.

Margaret nodded her head slowly. Shuffling some papers on her desk, Margaret leaned forward. “Don't play stupid with me Ms. Johnson. These lab results don't lie. Are you aware I could recommend your probation be revoked and you could be looking at 6 months in the county lock up?” Margaret sat back and let the implication sink in. A slight smile crossed her lips.

Kim was crestfallen. “Officer Falls...I...I only smoked a little bit. It was only one time... I swear!” Tears were starting to form in her eyes. Kim was scared. How could she do 6 months in jail? She had a job and a new apartment lease.

Margaret stood up and walked to the door of her office. She turned the lock and closed the blinds. Walking back towards the weeping Kim she patted the girl reassuringly on the shoulder. “There, there Ms. Johnson. Why are you crying? Haven't you ever heard the term ‘don't do the crime if you can't do the time?'”

Kim was openly crying now. Tears streamed down her pretty cheeks. “Officer Falls, I'm sorry. Please forgive me. Give me another chance. I swear I'll never smoke pot again.”

“No. I'm afraid not Ms. Johnson. The law can't pick and choose whom to convict. What type of a world would we live in if the law weren't impartial?” Margaret was standing behind Kim smiling at her earnest pleas for mercy. From her vantage point she could look right down Kim's shirt and see the ample cleavage showing through the thin material. What a slut. Soon she would pay.

Margaret walked to her chair and sat down behind her desk. “Ms. Johnson, this probation violation is a serious offence. By all rights I should send you away to repay your debt to society.” She smiled but there was no kindness in her eyes. “Perhaps there is a way to avoid this unfortunate circumstance.”

Kim looked up. Hopefully she asked, “What way, Officer Falls?”

“Well girl, your debt to society is a large one. First you have stolen goods from a respectable department store and now you have chosen to make use of a substance society deems to be dangerous.”

Kim sat with her head down continuing to sob. “Please..Please Officer Falls.”

Margaret was delighted. This was going better than planned. “If I choose not to revoke your probation I shall have to punish you myself girl. Do you understand?”

Kim looked up. Her moist brown eyes were pleading. “Yes, Officer Falls. Please don't send me away.”

“Stand up girl.” The quick command shocked Kim. “I'm going to ask you a series of questions. You will answer truthfully. If there is any hint of dishonesty the deal is off.”

Margaret smiled at Kim's frightened expression. Her eyes traveled up and down the girl's incredible body. The noted the firm breasts heaving with the girl's sobs. She took in the tight well-muscled stomach revealed by the short cut top. She envied her long legs accented by her tight jeans. Finally, her eyes came to rest on Kim's large brown eyes...

Kim stood up slowly.

“Do you have a boyfriend?”, Margaret asked.

“Yes.”, came the quick reply.

“What's his name?”

“Jeff.” Kim was nervous.

Margaret leaned forward making notes on a sheet of paper. “Do you fuck him?”

Kim recoiled clutching her hands to her breasts. “Wh...What?”

“Do you fuck him girl? DO YOU HAVE SEX WITH JEFF?”, Margaret raised her voice.

“I suppose... well... I mean sometimes maybe.” Kim was frightened now. She couldn't understand why Officer Falls would ask such personal questions.

“Do you masturbate?”, Margaret looked at Kim intently.

“I don't know. I mean... yes sometimes.” Kim was crying again.

“How often do you masturbate girl?” Margaret was starting to have a good time with this slut. Soon the truth would come out.

“Once a week I guess...maybe.” Tears rolled down the pretty teenager's face.

“Get undressed.”

The command stunned Kim. “Wh..What?”

“Take those slutty clothes off, bitch. I mean everything. Shirt. Pants. Sandals. Undergarments...get it all off.”, Margaret hissed.

“Why? I don't understand. Why do have to take off my clothes?” Kim was beside herself.

“Because I said so girl. That should be good enough unless you would rather get undressed at the county jail when you're getting checked in.” Margaret reached into the drawer of her desk and took out a Polaroid camera.

Slowly, Kim began to unfasten her sandals. She removed them hesitatingly. Now, standing barefoot on the carpet she felt uncomfortable. Officer Falls leaned back in her chair and motioned for Kim to continue. Kim lifted her shirt over her head revealing her white lacey bra. She heard a camera snap and saw the flash of the Polaroid. “What are you doing? Please don't take pictures.”, Kim pleaded. Officer Falls responded by motioning for Kim to toss the shirt aside. “Shut up, bitch. Get those tight ass jeans off and be quick about it.”

Kim unbuttoned her jeans and began to lower them down her shapely thighs. As soon as her panties came into view she heard the camera flashing again. Sobbing, Kim tossed her jeans onto the floor. Standing in front of Officer Falls in only her bra and panties Kim felt humiliated. Officer Falls waved her hand. “You're not done. Get it all off slut.”

Kim unfastened her bra and let it fall from her breasts. Dropping the bra onto the floor she stood with her head down and shame swelling in her stomach.

Margaret's gaze swept over the helpless girl. She looked at her bare legs and shapely breasts. She noted Kim's hard nipples and admired her firm belly and perfect navel. Margaret was particularly drawn to Kim's feet. They were so perfect. Margaret thought of her own feet and felt a new surge of anger. “Get the panties off, girl.”

Weeping, Kim lowered her lacey white panties. Slowly, her pubic mound came into view. Again, she heard the camera flash. Dropping the panties onto the pile of clothing, Kim stood totally nude in front of her probation officer. She looked at her feet. She couldn't bring herself to look at Officer Falls. The shame and humiliation of being naked in front of this woman was unbelievable.

“Take off the earrings and necklace, slut.”. Margaret was flush with power. She watched as Kim did as commanded. Once the girl was completely naked, Margaret snapped several frontal shots with the Polaroid before demanding Kim turn around. “Show me that tight ass, whore.” Kim turned slowly offering her back to Officer Falls' flashing camera. The young girl's ass was perfect. Margaret wondered if she had ever been violated in that tight hole. Never mind... Soon she would find out for sure...

Margaret smiled condescendingly at the nude teenager. “Well Kimmy, I think you're do for a good spanking. You've been a very naughty little girl. Come here.” Margaret motioned the weeping teenager over her legs. She ran her hands down Kim's back and firm butt. “You'll receive ten strokes. Please count aloud.”

Kim felt shame. Her bare tummy lying across Officer Falls' legs was strange. She felt the hand strike her butt. The pain shot through her buttocks. “Count!”, Officer Falls commanded.

“One!” , Kim wept.

smack...smack...smack...smack...smack...smack...smack...smack...smack.

The blows kept falling with Kim counting aloud in unison. After ten swats, Officer Falls leaned back. “Stand up.” Kim did as requested. “Put your hands on top of your head.” Officer Falls snapped several more pictures. “Turn around.” Officer Falls took a couple of shots of Kim's bruised backside.

Kim watched as Officer Falls took out a manila folder and stapled the Polaroid pictures to the inside jacket of the folder. Putting the folder in her briefcase Officer Falls commanded, “Put on your jeans and shirt. Leave the panties and bra off. No shoes either.”

Kim did as requested. She felt strange wearing only jeans and a tee shirt. Her bare feet were sensitive on the carpet and she wished she had panties to protect her from the rubbing of her jeans. Her butt hurt from the thrashing Officer Falls had given her.

Officer Falls placed Kim's sandals and underwear into a small brown bag. She picked up her briefcase and motioned Kim towards the door.

In the lobby, Officer Falls spoke briefly with the receptionist and pointed Kim towards the front exit.

As they walked through the parking lot, Margaret admired Kim's tight ass. Oh yeah. She was certainly a slut. How many boys had their way with that ass she wondered again? Margaret was revolted but also strangely intrigued. She smiled when she thought what she had in store for this little vixen.

“Get in the car.” Margaret pointed towards her Lexus. “But... but my car is over there...”, Kim pointed out. “Fuck your car, bitch. Get in.” Margaret was feeling angry. She slapped Kim on the ass as she opened the passenger side door. Pushing the frightened teenager into the seat, Margaret walked around to the driver's side.

On the highway, Margaret turned her attention to Kim. “Unbutton your jeans, whore.” Kim did as she was told. Her pants opened to reveal the soft flesh below her navel. Margaret reached out and rudely pulled down Kim's zipper exposing her pubic patch. Reaching up, Margaret began to trace an outline around Kim's belly button.

With her jeans opened and her probation officer touching her navel, Kim began to cry. “Please stop.” Suddenly, Officer Falls grabbed Kim by the chin and shook her savagely. “Shut up, whore. I‘m calling the shots here. I will do whatever I wish, whenever I wish. Do you understand?” Margaret slapped Kim in the mouth. “Do you understand?”

“Ye..Yes.” Kim wiped tears from her eyes.

“Yes WHAT!” Margaret shot an evil glance at Kim.

“Yes, Ma'am.” Kim hung her head in shame.

Margaret resumed her fondling. “Raise your shirt, whore.” Kim slowly complied. Margaret pinched Kim's nipples and cupped one of her breasts in her hand. “Where do you live?” Kim was at a loss as to what to say. “22B Sycamore Street.” , Kim blurted out.

Pulling up in front of Kim's apartment, Margaret pulled the shirt down over Kim's heaving breasts. “Get out.”, Margaret demanded.

Kim stepped out of the car feeling the hot pavement on her bare feet. She began to button her pants but was stopped by a mean look from Officer Falls. “Don't bother, whore. They're coming off pretty soon anyway.”

Kim led her probation officer upstairs to her new apartment. Margaret watched the girl's ass swaying as she went up the stairs in front of her. Once inside, Officer Falls pointed to the couch and Kim sat down. Officer Falls walked towards the bedroom. “When I come back, I want you completely undressed and your clothes should be folded neatly.” Kim was shocked but a quick look from Officer Falls forced her to comply.

Sitting naked on her couch, Kim could hear Officer Falls opening drawers and rummaging through her room. Shortly, Officer Falls walked back into the living room holding a skimpy bikini. “What is this?” Kim was shocked. That bikini was a gag gift given to her by a friend. It was way too small and the bottoms were nothing but a thong. She wouldn't be caught dead wearing such a swimsuit. “That's a joke gift from a friend. I don't actually wear those.” Kim was scared.

“You wear them now.” Margaret smiled. “Put this on. Oh, and by the way... I think it's time to check the mail.”, Margaret grinned at the young girl's frightened look.

“Who...What do you mean???? I can't wear that swimsuit outside!”, Kim was stunned.

“You can. And you will sweetie. Put it on and let's go check the mailbox.”

Kim put on the bikini. It was totally lewd. The top barely covered her breasts and the bottoms were non-existent. The thong rode so far up her crack that the total view of her ass was unencumbered.

Standing in front of her probation officer wearing the skimpy bikini, Kim felt mortified. “All right sweetie, you go on down to the mail box and bring back the mail. I'm going to keep looking around your apartment and see what else you‘ve been hiding.” Margaret smiled at the almost nude girl. “Hurry up, sweetie.” Margaret smiled again. “You've got five minutes.”

Quickly, Kim ran down the stairs. She hurried past the office. So far, no one was in sight. When she reached the mailboxes she quickly looked inside. Her butt was burning from the spanking and this repulsive swimsuit made her feel almost naked!

It was then that she noticed the maintenance man. He was standing under the cover of the pool shed and watching her with a burning interest....

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Sam had been the maintenance man at The Overlook Apartments for 10 years. He had seen a lot of pretty girls but Kim in apartment 22B was the best looking girl he had ever seen. He used to watch her at the pool. He hated how she always wore one piece bathing suits. That's why he was surprised to se her wearing such a skimpy two piece at the mail boxes. Her stomach was exactly as he imagined. It was tight and sexy. Her tits were firm and perfectly shaped. Her ass was a dream. Sam was in heaven. Were those handprints on her ass? Somebody's been spanking the little bitch! Sam scratched his crotch. He watched as Kim ran from the mailboxes back to her apartment. Mmmm.... Sam thought about the last time the air filter had been changed in 22B. It had been a while. In fact it was over due...

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Once she was back inside her apartment, Kim felt more comfortable. She had seen the maintenance man looking at her and felt afraid of his intentions. After all, he was ugly and bald. He was always flirting with her. Kim was ashamed to have shown herself in such an outrageous swimsuit but really she had no choice. Handing the mail to Officer Falls she looked outside the window and shivered.

Margaret looked through the letters and bills. Nothing interesting here. Margaret looked up at Kim. “Well, slut. It's time for your bath. Get undressed and into the tub. When you're done, I'll inspect you.” Margaret watched as the sexy teenager walked towards the bathroom. She listened as the water came on. Leaning back, she began to relax. This would be a good weekend. ....

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Was that the doorbell? Kim paused in the process of washing herself. There it was again.... Kim turned off the water. Slowly, she stepped out of the tub. Dripping wet, she grabbed the towel and wrapped it around herself. Walking quietly on bare feet, Kim approached the bathroom door. Opening the door, she peeked outside. Sitting on the couch she could see Sam, the maintenance man. He was talking with Officer Falls. What was he doing here? Kim started to retreat back into the bathroom when she noticed Officer Falls looking at her.

“Kimmy! Are you done with your bath?”, Officer Falls asked.

“No, ma'am.” Kim quickly closed the door. Within seconds a knock came at the door. “Kimmy, I don't hear the water running. Open up.”, Officer Falls demanded.

 

“No ma'am. I'm still getting cleaned up.”

“Open the door NOW!”

Kim was shocked at the loud voice. “Please, ma'am. I'm not ready. Why is the maintenance man here?” Kim was terrified.

“This is your last chance. Open the door and come out here.”, Margaret was impatient.

The bathroom door opened slowly. Kim walked out. Wearing only a towel she looked very helpless.

“Come here.” Margaret was standing in the living room. Sam, the maintenance man was sitting on the couch.

Kim dragged her bare feet over to Officer Falls.

“Kimmy, you know Sam don't you?” Margaret looked at Kim with unconcealed hatred.

“Yeah... no... I mean not really.” , said Kim meekly.

“She is such a shy girl to be such a slut.” Margaret laughed.

Sam couldn't believe what was happening. He had admired Kimberly from afar but he never thought he would be sitting in her living room looking at the pretty young teenager while she wore only a skimpy towel. “A slut, huh?”, Sam stammered.

“Yes. A complete slut. I need to inspect her after her bath. Do you care to help?” Margaret didn't much care for Sam but Kimberly's frightened reaction to him was priceless. Margaret observed how Kim couldn't look Sam in the eye and kept clutching at her towel as if she were afraid Sam could see through the material.

“Come here Kimmy.”

Kim didn't like how her probation officer called her Kimmy. It sounded like a little girl's name.

“Stop moping and get over here THIS INSTANT!” Margaret shouted.

Kim shuffled over to the couch. “Lean down, girl.” Kim bent over. She could feel Sam's burning gaze on her bottom. Margaret ran her fingers through Kim's wet hair. “What a tangled mess! Go fetch your brush so I can comb this mess out!” Kim headed towards the bathroom. “And leave that filthy towel here.”, Margaret ordered. Kim was shocked. Without her towel she would be completely nude! She shot a glance at Sam and saw him smiling at her.

“But Ms. Falls, I'm not wearing anything underneath.... I... I can't leave my towel here... I'd be naked!” Kim was starting to cry.

“Stop whining girl and hand that filthy rag over.” Margaret held out her fat hand.

Looking back and forth between Sam and her probation officer Kim was beginning to panic. “Please Ms. Falls, don't make me take my towel off...”

“Look, little missy... do I need to remind you what you could be facing if you don't do as I say?” Margaret was getting angry. “Hand me the towel... NOW!”

Slowly, Kim unfastened the towel. She heard Sam shift on the couch but she couldn't bring herself to look in his direction. The towel fell away from her pretty form. She heard a gasp escape from Sam. Meekly, she handed the towel to Officer Falls. Standing completely nude, Kim was humiliated.

A low whistle came from Sam. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. “Oh doggies....”, Sam couldn't say much more. This young girl was a dream. Her tits were round and firm, her stomach was flat...her ass made him hard. “Oh lord...”, Sam was in heaven.

“Hand me the towel, girl.” Margaret beckoned. Kim walked over to Officer Falls and gave her the towel. “Go get your brush.”, Margaret pointed to the bathroom. Kim hurried towards the restroom. Sam admired the girl's jiggling backside. He felt his heart racing with lust. What a sexy little bitch... the things he could do with her... mmm..mmm!

Once inside the bathroom, Kim burst into tears. What was happening to her? Two almost complete strangers were sitting in her living room and she was completely nude. She wiped her eyes and sniffled.

“Come out, girl.” Kim bowed her head and walked into the living room holding the brush. She tried to cover her breasts with one arm and her pubic patch with the other.

“Kneel here.” Margaret pointed to the ground in front of her. Kim knelt down in front of Margaret. Another low whistle escaped from Sam as he admired the teenager's body.

Margaret began running the brush through Kim's wet hair. “Sam tells me he's been the maintenance man here for three years. He says he's helped you with your apartment several times since you moved in last month but you've never thanked him.”

Kim was silent.

“Is this true?” Margaret lifted the girl's chin so she looked down into her eyes. “Well?”

“I...I don't remember... I mean... I don't know.” Kim was so humiliated.

“That's right. Yep. I helped with this place a lot of times... never gave me the time of day.” Sam was hard as a rock looking at the kneeling teenager. Her ass was so perfect. “She's an arrogant little bitch. Never once said thanks.” Sam was almost beside himself.

“Well, little missy. I think you owe Sam a thank you.” Margaret pulled the brush from Kim's wet hair. “Why don't you go show Sam how much you appreciate his help...”

With one arm covering her breasts and the other covering her pubic mound, Kim limped over to stand in front of Sam. “Th...Thank you sir. I really appreciate all you've done for me.. Th... Thanks.”

“Why don't you show Sam how thankful you are? He looks to be aroused there. Why don't you use that mouth for something other than talking??” Margaret reclined on the couch.

“Wh...What do you mean?” Kim was shaking now.

“Open Mr. Sam's pants and give him a nice sucking whore. You know you want to.”

Sam couldn't believe his ears.

“You don't mind if little Kimmy says thanks do you?” Margaret smiled pleasantly at the leering maintenance man.

“Hell no!“ Sam unbuttoned his workpants and pulled out his stiff erection. “Come here girlie.” He motioned Kim closer.

“I don't know how... I mean I've never done something like this... Please Officer Falls... don't make me...” Kim was sick to her stomach.

“Just suck it like a lollie pop little sweetie.” Sam pulled Kim's mouth towards his throbbing cock.

Weeping, knowing she had no choice, Kim knelt in front of the grinning man. She felt like she wanted to vomit. Slowly she took Sam's full erection into her mouth. She could feel Sam's hands running over her back and butt. She felt a finger enter her anus. “Oh please stop...”, she thought. Kim knew her pleading aloud would do no good. Sam pushed his member deeper into Kim's mouth.

Margaret watched enthralled. She could hear the sucking sounds. The wet pumping of Sam's cock made her giddy. She continued to watch as the girl brought the wretched man closer to climax with her mouth. What a little whore.

Sam was getting close. In fact he could barely contain himself. This was the cutest girl he'd seen in a long time and now she was naked in all her glory and giving him a blowjob. Suddenly, Sam began to gasp. “Here it comes girlie!” Grabbing the choking teenager by her hair, Sam exploded into her mouth. He smiled as he heard the poor girl gagging.

“All right, Sam. That's enough.” Margaret pointed towards the door.

Sam stood up and buckled his pants. “Thank you Miss Falls. I'm indebted to you.” Sam took one last look at the nude teenager lying on the floor before closing the door behind him.

“Well...well...well. Aren't we just the little tart?” Margaret smiled at Kim as she lay on the floor weeping.

“Can I go and brush my teeth?”, Kim asked.

“Why? Don't you like the taste of cum?”, Margaret responded.

“No.” Kim was now sitting up on the carpet with her legs crossed and one arm covering her breasts.

“No WHAT?”, Margaret demanded.

“No, Ma'am.”, Kim said quietly.

“Don't you enjoy sucking your boyfriend's cock? What‘s his name... Jeff I believe?”, Margaret asked smiling.

“I don't do that.” Kim felt her face burning with shame.

“Sure you don't.” The sarcasm was thick in Margaret's voice. “Well, I think we're done for today. I expect you to be at my office at 5:00 PM sharp tomorrow. We'll continue your punishment then. Don't be late!” Margaret walked to the front door.

Kim stood at the window watching as Officer Falls drove away. She held her towel in front of her and was painfully aware of her burning ass cheeks and the wretched taste in her mouth. She walked slowly to the bathroom and gagged into the toilet.

After brushing her teeth and getting dressed she picked up the telephone. “Hi, Jeff. Would you mind coming and picking me up? I need to go get my car. It's at the courthouse.” A teardrop rolled down her pretty cheek.

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The next day was a blur for Kim. She found it impossible to concentrate on her work. Her mind kept returning to the painful events of the previous day. It seemed like a nightmare but she knew it was true. Officer Falls had already left a message on her answering machine reminding her not to be late for their meeting at 5:00. The hours seemed to drag by.

As the afternoon wore on, Kim begins to feel ill. She was in the company restroom when she realized it was already 4:45!!! She quickly splashed cold water onto her face and exited the restroom. She mumbled an excuse to her boss about having to leave early and hurried out the door.

The traffic was horrible. Kim weaved in and out of lanes trying to make up time. However, by the time she pulled into the courthouse it was already 5:05. She quickly jumped out of the car and ran towards the front doors.

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Margaret Falls was pissed. She looked at her watch again... 5:07 pm. Where is that little bitch? When I get my hands on her, I'll... She heard the doors to the waiting room slam. It was after hours so Margaret knew she was the only one left in the Probation Office. She walked out in to the reception area. Kim stood by the entryway. Her chest was heaving with exertion. She cast a frightened glance at Officer Falls.

“Sorry I'm late... the traffic was heavy... I...”

“Shut up, whore.” Margaret felt her head throbbing with anger. “Why are you late?”

“Th... the traffic was bad... I felt sick earlier...”, Kim stumbled over the words.

“Sick, huh? Follow me.” Margaret motioned towards her office.

Once inside the office, Kim started to sit. “Did I tell you to sit?”, Margaret demanded.

“No, ma'Am.”, Kim blushed.

“Then stand in place girl.” Margaret picked up the phone. While dialing, she looked at Kim with irritation. She wasn't happy with the teenager's clothing selection. The girl wore jeans with a loose sweatshirt, which came down to mid-thigh. The baggy shirt did nothing to reveal the girl's charms. Oh well... that would soon change. “Hello, Doctor Reynolds? Yes. This is Margaret Falls. I have one of my probationers here with me. She says she's been feeling ill. I hope you may have time to have a look at her... in your private office?” Margaret cast a glance at Kim. The girl was blushing furiously and appeared nervous. “Yes...that's right... certainly...We'll be headed that way momentarily.” Margaret smiled at Kim.

“Well girl, we'll just have to have you checked out by a professional. We can't have you feeling ill.” Margaret enjoyed Kim's discomfort.

“I'm fine. Really. I wasn't feeling that sick.”, Kim implored. She was frightened of this Dr. Reynolds and didn't like the sound of a private office.

“There, there... don't you worry. I always take care of my probationers. Let's go. Dr. Reynolds is doing you a favor by seeing you after hours.” Margaret hurried the stammering teenager towards the front doors. “Get a move on, girl. Stop dragging your feet!”

Once inside the car, Margaret turned to Kim. “Why the sweatshirt Kimmy? It's almost summer. Do you have a chill? Could be a sign of a fever.”

“No ma'am. I'm fine...really. I just didn't have much time this morning and this is the first thing a grabbed.” Kim looked at her feet feeling her nervousness growing.

“Well, take it off. It looks simply horrible.” Margaret watched Kim out of the corner of her eye. She enjoyed the girl's nervous fidgeting. “Hurry up! My you are a lazy one!”

Reluctantly, Kim pulled the shirt over her head and off, revealing her lacy bra and firm stomach. She held the shirt tightly in her lap. She couldn't bring herself to look up. She felt a shiver travel down her spine.

Margaret grabbed the sweatshirt and tossed it into the back seat. “There that's much better.”

The car sped on down the highway and into the night.

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Dr. Conrad Reynolds had been friends with Margaret Falls for several years. When he received the call from Margaret he was excited to say the least. You see, Dr. Reynolds and Margaret Falls had one thing in common. They liked to humiliate pretty young girls. Dr. Reynolds had conducted exams on a few of Officer Falls' clients in the past. The examinations always proved to be fun. He was sure this exam would be no exception. Pulling into the parking lot of his private practice, he turned off the ignition and headed towards the front door. Once inside, he turned on the lobby lights and checked his watch. 6:35 PM... they would be here any second. Hurrying to his office, he activated the hidden camera to Exam Room Three. He felt his cock hardening already. Rubbing his hands in anticipation, he walked to the front desk and took a seat.

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Margaret pulled into the parking lot and leaned back in the seat. Casting a glance at Kim she was satisfied with the girl's obvious discomfort. “Come along girl. Let's not keep the good doctor waiting.”

They walked across the parking lot to the main entrance. Kim held her hands over her breasts and tried in vain to cover her exposed bra. She felt goose goose bumps rising on her flesh as an older man wearing a white lab coat opened the door. “Hello Margaret.” Doctor Reynolds extended his hand.

“Hello Conrad.” Margaret waved a hand towards the cowering girl at her side. “This is Kimmy. She's the one we spoke about earlier. She's not been feeling well today and was late for our 5 o'clock appointment as a result. Thank you for seeing us on such short notice.”

“No problem.” Dr. Reynolds extended his hand to Kim. “We'll take good care of you miss.”

Kim didn't like the feel of the man's hand. It was cold and his eyes were colder as they roamed up and down her body. His eyes came to rest on her exposed chest. “Perhaps you should consider wearing more than that skimpy bra outside Kimmy.” He smiled at Kim but his eyes never left her breasts.

“I... I had a sweatshirt but Officer Falls made me take it off in the car.” Kim hoped the doctor might realize her plight. “I wouldn't be wearing a bra with no shirt but Officer Falls insisted.” Kim looked at Dr. Reynolds with pleading eyes. This man is a doctor. Surely he'll help me.

Her hopes were soon dashed. “Well, come inside. Let's have a better look at you.” Dr. Reynolds ushered the two into the waiting room. “Margaret, do you wish to accompany us to the examination room?”

“But of course.” Margaret nodded to Dr. Reynolds. “I wouldn't miss a minute of this exam.”

Dr. Reynolds showed them into the exam room. Margaret took a seat in the corner. “Let's have you up on the table Kimmy.” Dr. Falls took Kim by the arm and helped her onto the examination table.

He couldn't believe how sexy this girl was. On a scale of one to ten she was definitely an eleven. “Open your mouth Kimmy.” He took out a tongue depressor.

“My name isn't Kimmy. It's Kim.” She scooted her butt onto the table giving the doctor a defiant look. The sterile paper was loud in the quiet room.

“Okay Kimmy. Open up.” Dr. Reynolds examined the young girl's mouth. What a tongue. I bet she licks a good cock. Dr. Reynolds allowed a slight smile to play across his face. He examined her ears and nose and then stood back.

“All right Kimmy. Let's have your bra off so I can listen to your heartbeat.”

Kim felt her cheeks burning. Moving ever so slowly she unclasped her bra and let it fall away from her breasts.

“That's a good girl. Let Dr. Reynolds have a look see.” He helped her remove the bra and set it aside.

Conrad Reynolds felt his dick stiffening. The girl's tits were unbelievable! Perfectly round and completely firm. Taking out his stethoscope, he placed it over the girl's left breast. Pretending to listen to her heartbeat, he moved his free hand up to clasp Kim's right breast. Kim jumped and pulled away. “Pl...please...what are you doing?”

“Does that hurt?” Dr. Reynolds acted shocked. “When's the last time you had your breasts examined young lady?”

“What do you mean?” Kim's lips began to quiver.

“There shouldn't be any sensation of pain when I touch your breast. I think we need to have a closer look.” Dr. Reynolds eased the shaking girl onto her back. “Please raise both arms above your head.”

Kim reluctantly complied.

Dr. Reynolds began to massage the young girl's exposed tits. “Have you checked for any lumps or abrasions lately?”

“No sir.” Kim's reply was almost inaudible.

“Well you really should. Have you had any belly aches?” His hands moved down onto Kim's stomach. She could feel his fingers pressing around her navel and moving towards the top of her jeans.

“No sir. Nothing unusual. I'm okay... really.” She was whimpering now.

“Well I'm concerned about the sensitivity.” His hands found their way to the top button of Kim's jeans. “Let's just open these up...” He unfastened her jeans. The sound of the zipper lowering was loud in the quiet room.

Kim's hands shot to her jeans. “Please sir... what are you doing?”

“SHUT UP GIRL! MIND THE DOCTOR. HE KNOWS WHAT'S BEST!” Margaret shouted.

Kim pulled her hands away and allowed the doctor to proceed.

Dr. Reynolds unzipped Kim's jeans and lowered them down her shapely legs revealing her skimpy panties. He proceeded to untie her sneakers and remove them along with her socks. Tossing the jeans aside, the doctor's gaze swept over the pretty young girl. She lay on the table wearing only her panties. The sight of her made him want to collapse. She was truly gorgeous!

Kim looked at the wall. She couldn't look in the direction of the doctor or Officer Falls. She was utterly shamed. She felt the doctor lowering her panties. She felt her private area coming into view. She shivered and began to cry.

“Do you have sexual intercourse often?” Dr. Reynolds dropped the teenager's panties onto the floor and kicked them under the table. Maybe she'll forget about them...

“No. Well... I mean sometimes... I don't know.” Kim wiped the tears from her eyes.

Dr. Reynolds allowed his gaze to sweep over the now completely nude teenager. His cock felt as if it would explode at any second. He adjusted his lab coat accordingly.

“Well. Yes or no. It's a simple question Kimmy.” He reached out and began to stroke the girl's bare flesh along her legs and midsection.

“Yes...sometimes.”, Kim wept.

“We're going to conduct an experiment, which will examine your sexual arousal.” Dr. Reynolds walked to a cabinet and produced a large dildo. Taking out a jar of Vaseline, he dipped the dildo inside and rubbed the slimy mixture all along the length of the object.

“Have you ever used a sexual stimulation device?” Dr. Reynolds walked back to the exam table and looked over the nude blushing girl.

“No... why are you doing this?” Kim was weeping now.

“It's for your own good. Do as the doctor says.” Margaret commanded.

“Here you go Kimmy. I want you to push this into your vagina and move it slowly back and forth. I want to see your body's reaction and make sure it's normal.” Dr. Reynolds felt his heart racing as he handed the dildo to the young girl.

Kim took the despicable object. “Please doctor... I feel okay... really.”

“Shut up girl and do as Dr. Reynolds requests. Unless you want another spanking.... hmmmm?” Margaret was having a good time.

Weeping, Kim slid the dildo inside herself.

“That's it Kimmy. In and out. Just keep going and we'll see what happens.” Dr. Reynolds hoped the hidden camera was working.

Kim slowly pumped herself. After several minutes Dr. Reynolds took hold of her hand and increased the rhythm. “Come on Kimmy... that's it.” He took out his stethoscope and placed it over her chest. Her heart was beating rapidly.

Several minutes passed. The only sound was the dildo going in and out of Kim's cunt. Suddenly, Kim began to groan.... Dr. Reynolds felt the first drops of precum forming on his dick. He was in ecstasy. “Come on girl... that's it.”

Kim was humiliated. She was about to orgasm in front of two strangers. She saw the doctor looking at her. She saw Officer Falls sitting in the corner. Still, she couldn't help it. The doctor's hand was pushing. The sensation washed over her. She came like a wave. Her hand flew to her mouth to stop her from screaming. It was over... she came full force.

Dr. Reynolds took the dildo from her limp fingers. “Exercise. That's what she needs.” He cast a glance at the shaking girl. “Lots of exercise.” He looked at Margaret Falls.

“We'll see what we can do about that.” Margaret walked over to the panting girl. “Come along girl. The doctor says you need exercise. Pick up your clothes.” Margaret beckoned to the youngster's pile of belongings. “Let's get a move on.”

Kim put on her jeans and shirt. Grabbing her underclothes and shoes, she headed towards the doors.

TO BE CONTINUED....

6/21/2005

Probation Violation Part II

Kim wept most of the way back to the Sub Courthouse. She held her head down. Looking at her hands clasped tightly in her lap, Kim's mind raced over the past 48 hours. She recalled the humiliating experience of having to undress in front of Officer Falls. She remembered the painful ordeal with Sam, the maintenance man at her apartments. She tried to not think about having to put his thing in her mouth. Then there were the events of this evening. The embarrassing “examination” by Doctor Reynolds and being forced to orgasm in front of two complete strangers. This wasn't the person Kim wanted to be. She had always been a straight-laced girl. She received good grades in school and was the favorite of her parents. She never got in any trouble. This whole probation thing was ridiculous. She didn't even steal from the department store in the first place. Her idiot friend, Jennifer, was the real culprit. Kim merely did the honorable thing by taking the blame and protecting her best friend. She never imagined the Court would sentence her to a two-year probation term. Kim mentally acknowledged her mistake of smoking pot with her boyfriend, Jeff. That was stupid but it wasn't like she'd killed someone. It was just a little pot... no big deal, right? To think that Officer Falls would threaten to revoke her probation for bad urine test was aggravating. Wasn't there any sympathy in the world anymore? Kim sniffed and wiped a tear from her eye. Now, to top everything off, her probation officer had blackmailed her into this humiliating situation. By promising not to report Kim's drug use, Officer Falls had complete control. Kim hoped the “punishment period” (as Officer Falls called it) would end soon. How much more could that fat bitch put her through? Her thoughts were interrupted by Officer Falls' harsh voice.

“Get out of the car Kimmy.” Officer Falls opened the passenger side door and beckoned her out. There was that word again... “Kimmy”. Kim hated that name. It sounded so childish. “Please, Officer Falls please don't call me Kimmy. My name is Kim.”

“Shut up you little tramp.” Officer Falls grabbed Kim's arm and pulled her out of the vehicle. Swatting her on the ass, Officer Falls pointed towards Kim's car. “You had best get home and get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow we're going to do some exercise. The doctor said you need it.” Margaret Falls looked at the cringing teenager.

“Pl...please ma'am. The doctor was wrong. I'm okay...really. Please. Can't we just stop this? I'm really not a bad girl. I make mistakes sometimes...everyone does. Right? Please just leave me alone. I swear I'll never smoke pot again. Please...” Kim's big brown eyes were moist with tears.

“I said Shut up, Kimmy.” Officer Falls pulled Kim towards the back of the car. “Now get in your slutmobile and go home. I'll be by your place at 8:30 in the morning. You had best be ready.” Margaret walked to the driver's side and closed the door behind her.

Kim watched the taillights receding in the distance. She adjusted her sweatshirt and was aware of her lack of underclothes. Officer Falls had left with Kim's panties, bra and shoes still in her car. Kim turned and walked towards her car.

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The alarm went off at 7:00 AM. Kim hit the snooze button. She rubbed her eyes and slowly put her pretty feet on the carpet. She stretched and got out of bed. Walking across the bedroom in her nightgown she opened the bathroom door. Kim looked at herself in the mirror. She wiped the sleep from her eyelids and turned on the shower. Stepping out of her nightgown, Kim opened the shower and stepped into the tub. She let the warm water cascade down her face and body. It felt as if she were washing all the dirty events of the past two days away. Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the bathroom door. “Kimmy... Kimmy... are you in there?” It was the voice of Officer Falls. How'd she get in ? Kim wondered. “Open the door, Kimmy.”

Kim turned off the water. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest. “Ms. Falls?? Is that you?”

“Yes sweetie. Who else would it be? Are you expecting your boyfriend this morning?” Margaret laughed at the young girl's frightened voice.

“No ma'am. I just thought you said 8:30 that's all. How‘d you get in?” Kim stood in the shower with her hands held over her breasts and water dripping in her eyes.

She heard the bathroom door open. “Get out here this instant!” Margaret Falls pulled the shower current open. Her eyes swept over the nude teenager. Grabbing her hand, Margaret pulled Kim out of the shower. “Get out here you naughty little vixen.” Margaret pushed Kim into the hallway. “Sam was good enough to open the exercise facility early for us today. He even came all the way over to your apartment to open the door for me. I think you owe him a thank you.”

Kim blushed furiously as she saw the ugly maintenance man sitting on her couch. He leered at her naked body with unconcealed lust. “Hey there Kimmy. I heard you needed a little exercise.” Sam's heart was pounding and he felt lightheaded. He took in the girl's nude form and sighed. Her breasts were hard and round. Her stomach was perfect. To top it all off, her bush was a sight to see. Perfectly trimmed and dark...just how Sam liked it.

With a sudden burst of strength, Kim pulled away from Officer Falls and ran into the bathroom. She slammed the door shut and locked it. Her heart was racing and her breath came in short gasps. “Go away! I'll take my six-month sentence! Just go away! LEAVE ME ALONE!” Kim was screaming now. “GO AWAY... BOTH OF YOU!” Kim grabbed a towel from the rack and wrapped it around herself. She sat down on the toilet and held her arms over her chest.

Margaret was miffed. Not angry... just slightly disgruntled. “Open the door, Kimmy. Don't be stupid, girl.”

Kim pulled the towel closer around herself. “Go away, bitch. Turn me in if you want. I'm not playing anymore of your nasty games!” Kim looked around the bathroom hoping she had left some clothes somewhere.

“Kimmy? Do I need to remind you about the pictures? How would you explain such slutty pictures showing up in Jeff's mailbox or your parents' mailbox for that matter?” Margaret leaned against the door. She used her fingernails to tap lightly on the door.

“GO AWAY, BITCH! I'LL TELL THEM EVERYTHING!” Kim was certain of herself.

“Okay, Kimmy. Six months in jail is a long time. Also, I think your boss needs to see the nude photos. I'm sure he'd like to know what a little tramp is working in his office.” Margaret was starting to get pissed. She listened for Kim's reply but was met with silence.

“Okay. Fine.” Margaret pretended to dial a number on her cell phone. “Yes. Hello. This is Officer Falls. I need an uniformed officer at 22B Sycamore Street right away. We have a probation violation here.”

Kim listened to Officer Falls through the door. She started to cry. I don't want to go to jail. What can I do?? She pulled the towel tighter around herself.

“KIMMY!” Officer Falls yelled through the door. “There's an officer on the way. You had best come out now.”

Kim was scared. She had never been more scared in her life. What if they don't believe me? What if they believe Officer Falls' story? Kim held the towel closer around herself. “Ms. Falls?” Kim called out.

“Yes.” Margaret smiled.

“Officer Falls, please call off the policeman. I'll do what you say.” Kim bowed her head in acceptance.

“I don't believe you, girl.” Margaret laughed under her breath. What a foolish little bitch.

“Please ma'am. I'm sorry.” Kim felt hot tears streaming down her cheeks.

“COME OUT HERE THIS INSTANT!” Margaret commanded.

The bathroom door opened slowly. Kim stepped out into the hallway.

Margaret looked the girl up and down. “Come out here, whore.” Margaret pointed to the living room.

“You've wasted our time and I think you owe an apology to both Sam and I.” Margaret was happy with the girl‘s submissive stance.

“Ye...Yes ma'am” Crying; Kim walked into the living room.

“Now, go tell Sam you're sorry.” Margaret felt herself becoming aroused.

“I'm sorry, Sir.” Kim looked at Sam with wet eyes.

“I'll bet you are you little slut.” Sam's dick was hardening quickly.

Sam grabbed Kim's arm and pulled her closer. “I think the little bitch needs a good bare assed spanking.” Sam remembered the handprints, which he had seen on the girl's backside, a couple of days previously. His cock felt like it would explode at any minute.

“You care if I give the bitch a good beating? Sam looked hopefully at Officer Falls.

“Sure. Why not? She certainly deserves it.” Margaret took a seat on Kim's couch.

Smiling, Sam took Kim over his knee. He loosened her towel and let it fall away revealing her firm buttocks. “Oh lord.” Sam felt precum starting on his cock.

“This is for your insolent attitude.” Sam slapped Kim's bare ass... smack!

“This one is for the time you've wasted.” smack!...

“This one is because I want to.” smack ....

smack...smack...smack...

The rough hand continued to fall across Kim's bare ass. She squirmed and tried to pull away. Her hands shot up in an attempt to protect her burning backside. Sam placed one hand on the small of Kim's back and with the other hand he wrenched Kim's hands away from her ass. “Put those hands down girlie. We're not done just yet.” He continued to administer punishment to the helpless girl's already sore butt.

“All right, Sam. That's enough. She needs to be fit for her morning workout.” Margaret stood up from the couch.

“Gosh damn it!” Sam was hard as a rock. “I don't think she's gotten the message yet Ms. Falls.”

“Sam. Stop it. She'll get the message in it's entirety soon enough. Remember our conversation earlier?” Margaret shot a glance at Sam. It was hard for her to take her eyes off the squirming girl's beautiful backside.

“Yeah, yeah. I remember our little talk.” Sam helped Kim to her feet. The crying girl grabbed the towel and threw it in front of herself. Holding it tightly to her chest, Kim was aware her entire backside was still in plain view. She could feel Officer Falls' burning gaze on her rear end. Kim quickly wrapped the towel around her midsection and tucked the hem together. She didn't like the sound of Officer Falls' private conversation with Sam. What did they mean saying she'd get the message in it's entirety? Kim shivered.

“Aren't you going to call off the policeman, Officer Falls?” Kim looked nervously out the window.

“Oh yeah. That.” Margaret took out her cell phone and pretended to dial a number. “I think we'll have you in your bikini for your morning exercise young lady.” Margaret cast a wicked glance at the shaking teenager.

“But...but ma'am...I told you it was a gag gift from my friend...it's way to small. Can't I put on my normal bathing suit at least?” Kim felt very uncomfortable.

“No. Go and get into your bikini... and not another word of back talk.” She waved her hand towards Kim's bedroom as if the matter were concluded. Margaret pretended to speak to the police dispatcher and cancel her request for an uniformed officer. “Hurry up you lazy little tramp!” Margaret pointed with finality at Kim's room.

Sobbing, Kim headed to her room to put on the hated two piece swimsuit.

“All right, Sam. I think we've had enough of your ogling eyes for one day.” Margaret took a key attached to a large wooden stick from her pocket. “This is the master key to the exercise room?” Margaret asked.

“Yeah. That's it. Remember the facility opens at nine. That'll give you about an hour to do as you wish with the girl before other tenants start coming in.” Sam's dick was hard as a rock. He was disappointed that Officer Falls hadn't let him have his way with the youngster's mouth. “Ms. Falls, I'm a little horny here. What do you say you let Kimmy give me a good sucking at least?”

“No. I think not, Sam.” Margaret lowered her voice. “You just concentrate on those hidden cameras in Kim's bedroom. I want to have some good film after tonight.”

“Yes ma'am.” Sam stood up.

There was a noise from Kim's bedroom and the shaking teenager appeared in the doorway. She was wearing the hated bikini. She looked positively obscene. The top did little to cover her heaving breasts and the bottoms barely covered her most private area. Worse yet, the thong rode so far up her crack that nothing was left to the imagination when it came to her tight ass. She placed one bare foot on top of the other and looked at the ground.

Margaret felt herself becoming damp. Her eyes swept over the cute little girl and came to rest on her face. “Kimmy, are you ready to go workout?”

“Yes, ma'am.” Kim's response was barely audible.

Sam walked to the front door never looking away from Kim's exposed body. “See ya' later missy.”

Kim didn't reply. Something about the tone in his voice made Kim nervous.

The door closed behind the maintenance man and Margaret and Kim were left alone.

“Well little tart...let's go. Maybe we can work off some of your whorish thoughts. Have you seen Jeff lately?” Margaret smiled.

At the mention of her boyfriend, Kim blushed. “Yes, ma'am. He took me to get my car yesterday.”

“What a nice young man.” Margaret thought of her own lack of male admirers and felt anger swell up inside. Some girls are so blessed with beauty. Others of us only get intelligence. “Come along girl. We're wasting precious time.” Margaret grabbed Kim's arm and pulled her towards the front door.

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Sam hid behind the building and watched Officer Falls lead the bikini clad Kim across the parking lot towards the exercise facility. My God. What a knockout. Sam rubbed his aching hard on. He checked his watch. Got about an hour to do this thing. Sam watched the door close behind Kim and Officer Falls as they entered the exercise room. Sam jogged over to his work truck. He began to take out the cameras and wiring he would need to handle the job ahead. A voice disturbed his train of thought. Looking around, Sam saw old Ms. Mason approaching, saying something about her dishwasher. “Hi, Ms. Mason. Just relax for a minute. I've got your washer ordered.” Sam ushered the complaining old lady away. “Just try and be patient.” Sam almost shoved the old bitch into her doorway. “I'll be by later on. You just take it easy.” Sam checked his watch. Fifty minutes left. God damn this old hag! Sam forced himself to smile at the old bitch. Nodding his head in agreement with her complaints, Sam closed the door on her. Fucking bitch... Running back to his truck, he grabbed the cameras and his tool chest and headed towards Kim's apartment casting a glance at the exercise facility. Sure do wish I were in there...

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Margaret pushed Kim into the exercise room. In front of them was a vast array of health machines. Treadmills, weight sets, stair climbers. Margaret looked around. “Come here bitch.” She grabbed the cowering teenager by the arm. “Let's get your fat ass on the treadmill.” Margaret knew there wasn't an inch of fat on the girl's entire body but she enjoyed humiliating her just the same. “Get up here.” Margaret pulled Kim onto the treadmill. “Now, let's see you do a little running.” Margaret switched on the machine and heard the belt leap into action.

Kim suddenly found herself running. She worked out regularly but something about having her probation officer calling the shots made her feel sick. She was aware of her exposed butt and could feel her ass cheeks bouncing with her movements. A glance over her shoulder revealed Officer Falls' perverted gaze on her bouncing backside. Kim looked away. Her pretty bare feet were starting to ache.

“Hurry up, girl!” Margaret turned the switch up a notch. “This isn't a Sunday morning walk. Let's see those legs in motion!”

Kim ran faster. Her breathing was becoming rapid. Suddenly, the power went dead. Officer Falls had her hand on the switch. “This isn't working, tramp. I think you're to constricted with those tight bottoms. Let's have them off.”

It was a command, not a request. Kim held her head in shame.

“Let's go, you little vixen. Hand the bottoms over.” Margaret held out a fat hand.

With shame filling her stomach, Kim slowly lowered the bikini bottoms. As her pubic patch came into view, she heard an audible grunt from Officer Falls.

“That area just may need a trim little girl. You've allowed your bush to become unruly. Nothing worse than an unruly bush on a young tart.” Margaret shook her head in exasperation. “Hand me the bikini bottoms now, girl.”

Kim reluctantly handed over her bottoms. Standing on the treadmill wearing only her top, Kim felt embarrassed.

Officer Falls again turned on the machine. Kim started to run. Her legs ached with the exertion. She looked outside the window at the apartment parking lot. She felt a tear slide down her cheek. A form walked across the window. Was that Chad? Kim strained to see around the bushes outside the window. Chad was a 23-year-old college boy attending school just down the rode. Kim had made small talk with him. He was really cute . Kim had a secret crush though she'd never act on it. She would never do anything to betray Jeff...at least not until the maintenance man event. Kim hung her head in shame. She was forced to do that. It wasn't her choice. Looking back up, Kim thought she saw a head peering through the window behind the bushes. There it was again . There was someone behind the bushes outside the window! Kim's heart raced! Now she could see him. It was Chad. Of that, there was no doubt. Instinctively, Kim's hand dropped to her most private parts. What's he doing here?

“HURRY UP, GIRL!” Margaret shouted. “Run like you mean it!”

Kim's legs pumped furiously. She looked out the window with fear in her stomach. It was definitely Chad. He had something in his hand. Was that a cell phone? Kim realized Chad held a cell phone in his hand. It was a picture phone! My God! He's taking photos of me! Kim felt sick to her stomach. The boy she admired was just outside the window. And he has a picture phone! Oh my God!

Kim jumped off the treadmill and ran into the corner trying desperately to cover her pubic area.

“What are you doing, girl?” Margaret was starting to get upset with this tart's erratic behavior.

“There's a boy outside the window and he's taking photos!” Kim's eyes pleaded with Officer Falls. Please...please make him stop!

“Fiddlesticks!” Margaret looked out the window and clearly saw the young horny lad with the camera phone. She pretended not to notice. “Get over here this instant girl!” Margaret pointed to the treadmill. “Move it, girl! And let's have that top off. I think it's constricting the blood flow to your brain! You are acting silly today!”

“Pl...please miss! There's a boy outside. I know him! He's taking photos!” Kim cried openly.

“Get that skimpy top off and onto the treadmill, girl!” Margaret was happy. “Hurry up, Kimmy!”

Margaret watched as Kim approached the treadmill. She concealed a smile as Kim began to untie the straps to the flimsy top. “Hurry up, tart!” Margaret flexed her hands. Glancing at her watch, she noted the time. That damn Sam had better be close to through by now! “Get the top right off, girl. Throw it aside!”

Kim removed the bikini top slowly. She was now completely nude. She saw the camera phone flashing outside the window. Numbly she stood on the treadmill. She watched disconnectedly as Officer Falls turned on the power. She began to run in place. Her tits bounced obscenely. The camera flashed outside. Kim had never been more shamed.

Kim ran for what seemed to be an eternity.

Officer Falls glanced at her watch. 8:59 AM. That stupid Sam had better be done. “ Come along, girl. That's enough for one day.” Margaret pulled Kim roughly off the treadmill. “Put your swimsuit back on. Let's go!”

Margaret watched as Kim stepped into her bottoms. She admired her tight stomach as Kim bent low to put on the bikini. She thought of her own flabby gut and envied Kim's muscular tummy. What a perfect belly...nice small navel. Her eyes traveled up the girl's torso. What a set of tits. Margaret felt anger swell inside herself. “Hurry up, bitch!” Margaret scowled at the weeping girl. “Let's go!”

Kim fastened the bikini top and cast a glance out the window. Chad was gone...taking the photos with him. Kim blushed.

“Let's go, whore!” Margaret grabbed Kim's arm and led her towards the door.

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Sam was finished. Finally! It had taken him forty-five minutes to install the hidden cameras in Kim's room. He wiped the sweat from his brow. Walking slowly through the girl's room, Sam found himself looking at her dresser. I wonder what kind of underwear that little bitch wears? Sam opened a couple of drawers. Taking out a pair of skimpy yellow panties, he held them to his nose. Breathing deeply, Sam sighed... I smell pussy! mmmmm...mmmmm! Placing the underwear into his pocket, Sam exited the room. He walked through the living room and towards the front door. He looked at the couch and remembered the spanking he had administered. What a sexy little ass! Tonight, I'll have it. Sam closed the front door behind him and turned the master key in the lock. Master key... has a whole new meaning today! Sam couldn't disguise a grin, even when he saw Ms. Mason limping across the yard. “What's up, Ms. Mason?” Sam checked his watch... 8:56 AM. Perfect.

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It had been a long day. Kim was tired as she unlocked her front door. She thought back on the humiliating events of this morning. After dealing with Officer Falls' “workout program”, Kim still had to put in a full day at the office. She just wanted to collapse. She knew she still had to call Jeff. He had been worried about her lately. What a sweet guy. Kim thanked her lucky angels for Jeff. She could see herself marrying that boy.

“Hi, Jeff. How was your day?” Kim scratched an itch on her eyelid. “That's good. No sweetie...I'm pretty tired. I'm just gonna call it a night.” Kim hated turning Jeff down, but she really needed some sleep. “Okay, dear heart. Call me tomorrow. Hugs and kisses!” Kim hung up the phone.

Stretching, Kim walked into the bedroom. She got undressed and sat on the bed with her nightgown in her hand. There has to be some way to get back at Officer Falls. Kim's mind raced. She put on her nightgown and turned off the light. Lying down in bed, Kim felt sleep wash over her.

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Sam saw the light go off in Kim's bedroom. He checked his watch. 10:30 PM. We'll give her some time to get to sleep... He adjusted his pants. Sam didn't consider himself a rapist. He was merely doing what Officer Falls asked. Little bitch. Probably needs a good fucking anyway! Sam felt his erection growing. The minutes dragged on....

Eleven-Thirty finally arrived. Sam was barely able to contain himself as he walked up the stairs. Arriving at Kim's front door, Sam produced the master key. He placed the key in the lock and turned the doorknob slowly. He hoped she hadn't chained the door from within...

The door opened without a sound. Sam stepped inside. The girl's perfume was thick in the air. Her scent... how wonderful! Sam walked slowly through the living area. He could see the phone flashing. Looks like Kimmy has a message... Sam approached the bedroom. Peeking around the corner, Sam could see Kim lying on the bed. The sheets were half off. It was a hot night. Sam felt his cock jump.

The sexy little slut was lying across the bed with the covers off. Her nightgown was sheer. Sam's eyes swept up the girl's long legs. In her sleep, the little vixen had allowed the nightgown to ride up her shapely legs; her well-trimmed bush was clearly visible. Sam's eyes rested on the girl's beautiful feet. Oh my lord... The crack of her ass was in view. Sam felt his dick jump...

Sam undressed in the hallway. Walking nude into the girl's bedroom, Sam could feel precum starting from his raging erection. Goddamn! I hope those cameras are working! Sam looked at the air vent and hoped. He lifted the bed sheet and lay down next to Kimmy.

Kim's eyes opened suddenly. Something was wrong ! A hand flew over her mouth. “Shut up girlie. Officer Falls said you'd be a feisty one!” Sam grabbed the girl's throat. “Hold still, Kimmy. Let Uncle Sam have look see.”

Kim grasped the hand at her throat and let out a scream.

“Shut up, bitch!” Sam held his hand over Kim's mouth and stopped her screaming.

“We can do this the hard way or the HARD way!” Sam laughed.

Kim tried to pull free. “Stop it! I know who you are!” Kim was weeping.

“I know! You know my name. But, what will you do Kimmy?” Sam's hand traveled up Kim's shapely stomach.

Placing a grubby finger on her navel, Sam asked again, “What will you do Kimmy? Do you think anyone will believe your stupid story? No...Nope. You had best calm down and let Uncle Sam have his way.”

Sam's hand found it's way to the bottom of Kim's nightgown. “We'll just have this right off.”

Kim cried pathetically. “Please Mr. Sam. Please stop it!” Kim wiggled under Sam's insistent fondling.

“All right, girl. Off with the nightgown.” Sam lifted the flimsy garment over the girl's head. He tossed it onto the floor. He drank in the teenager's lovely nude form. Grabbing her hair, Sam pushed Kimmy onto the bed. He fell on top of her, his hard dick nestled in her crack.

Rubbing up and down, Sam caressed the girl's butt crack with his dick. “Come on, sweetie.” Sam felt his dick becoming engorged.

Holding the teenager's head into the pillow, Sam thrust his dick into her rectum. Oh God, Oh God. Sam continued his thrusting. The girl's painful sobs only made him harder. He held Kim's hair in one hand and grasped a tit with the other hand. “Mmmmfff. Mmmff. Come on sweetie. Let Uncle Sam have it!” Sam continued his insistent pumping. He felt himself close to orgasm.

Kim was sick to her stomach! She could smell the maintenance man's cologne and was aware of his penis in her rectum. “St...Stop it! Pl...please! Please get off me!”

Sam continued pumping... he stuck his finger in the girl's wet vagina. That did it! He came like a freight train. He squeezed every drop into Kim's ass.

“Oh my God! You little whore.” Sam stood up out of the bed. Kim lay weeping in front of him. Sam took in her naked body.

“Just be ready, whore! More is coming!”

Sam walked into the hall and proceeded to get dressed. His gaze continued to return to the sexy little vixen on the bed. “I'll be back to see you soon.” Sam smiled at the girl's obvious discomfort.

Sam headed towards the front door. Mentally, he reviewed the past ten minutes. I hope the hidden camera got everything....

Kim lay on her bed and cried. She pulled the sheets up slowly.

TO BE CONTINUED...

“Fool!” Margaret Falls was angry. She eyed the pathetic maintenance man groveling before her. “I told you to install hidden cameras in her room so we could film the little slut with her stiff dick boyfriend! I didn't tell you to FUCK HER!”

“But...Ms....Ms Falls...I was only havin' some fun. I didn't think it would...”

“Shut up!” Margaret waved her hand at Sam in a dismissive fashion. “Get out of my sight, worm.” Officer Falls pointed to the door of her office.

Sam reached for the VCR to eject the tape.

“Leave it, idiot. I'll see that it is disposed of properly.” Margaret stood up from her desk. Brushing past the stammering maintenance man, she ejected the tape and held it in her hand thoughtfully. “Well? Why are you still here?” Margaret shot a glance over her shoulder.

“That's the only copy...I was hoping you'd let me have it to...” Sam's voice trailed off.

“To what, maggot?” Margaret asked. “To make a copy so you could look at it later and masturbate over your accomplishment?” Margaret laughed out loud. “Get out!”

Margaret Falls watched Sam slink out the door. She silently cursed herself for allowing such a bumpkin in on her plot. Oh well, he's involved now. I'll just have to keep a close eye on that moron.

She sat down at her desk and tapped the videotape with a long fingernail. She knew little Kimmy was most likely extremely distressed about now. Well...well...I'll just have to pay her a visit and bring her back to reality... For the second time in five minutes, Margaret Falls laughed out loud.

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Kim was scared. Things were definitely out of control. A few short days ago she had been a normal nineteen-year-old girl...aside from being on probation anyway. Now, she had fallen under the control of her domineering probation officer and that revolting maintenance man, Sam. Her mind returned to the horrible event, which had occurred in her bedroom last night. She shivered. She thought again about telling her boyfriend, Jeff, what was happening to her. No...He'd leave me for sure if he knew... She thought about speaking with her parents. They'd be so ashamed... Her mind raced over her options. What if she called the police? They wouldn't believe me...it's my word against Officer Falls.

Kim ran her hands through her long dark hair and nervously chewed a fingernail. She had called in sick to work today. Her boss had seemed concerned. He said he had noticed a difference in Kim lately. He wanted to know if there was anything he could do. She had assured him everything was fine. Just a stomach flu. She'd be back full speed tomorrow. She didn't believe it when she said it but she had to maintain a sense of normalcy.

Kim stood up and pulled the flimsy robe tighter about her shapely form. She had showered (several times) but hadn't bothered to get dressed. She wore a sheer robe, which was soft against her naked flesh. It was a little comfort in her world of misery. She walked to the kitchen to get bottled water from the fridge. The tiled floor felt cold on her bare feet. She heard a car door slam. She took a sip of water and walked to the kitchen window and parted the blinds. In the parking lot below she saw a young blond haired girl in her early twenties walking towards the staircase. Why does she look familiar??? Kim struggled to put a name with the face. Beth... The name came to her suddenly. Beth! That's Chad's girlfriend. Kim remembered the events in the exercise facility the previous day. She blushed furiously. Chad had been outside the window. He had seen her nude. He had taken photos with his camera phone! She felt her heart race. She had always found Chad attractive but she would never approach him. She had a boyfriend after all. She could feel the vibrations of someone coming up the staircase outside. She placed the bottled water on the counter and slowly walked into the living room. Suddenly, there was a loud knock at the door.

Kim's hand flew to her chest. She clutched the robe tighter around herself. She stood stock-still. The knock came again. “Open up, Kimberly. I know you're in there. I see your car in the parking lot!” The knocking resumed.

Kim was in shock. She hardly knew Beth. What could she be doing at her apartment? Kim walked to the door and attempted to look through the peek hole. She couldn't see anything. Apparently, Beth had her hand over the opening. “Open up, Kimberly! I know you're in there!” The knocking got louder.

Kim unchained the door and unfastened the deadbolt. She opened the door a crack and peered out. “Hi, Beth.” Kim tried to sound cheerful.

“Well. Hello Kim.” Beth looked angry. “I've got some questions and I hope you've got some answers.” Beth took a cell phone from her purse. “I found some pictures on Chad's phone and I hoped you might clarify how they came to be there.”

Kim held the door tightly. “Wh...what are you talking about, Beth?”

“Oh...just some pictures. I think you know.” Beth pushed the door open and stepped into the entryway.

Kim took a couple of steps back. “Pictures? What pictures? Why are you here?” Kim tried to sound matter-of-fact.

“Cut the shit, bitch. I know you've been after Chad for awhile now. Don't play stupid with me. You know he works out every morning at nine o'clock. It was just real convenient that you happened to be in the exercise facility yesterday morning working out in the buff.” Beth looked at Kim with ill-concealed contempt.

“Beth. Really. You don't understand...I didn't mean for Chad to see me...” Kim tightened the robe around herself. She couldn't think of an explanation, which would adequately justify her public nakedness of the previous morning. “I didn't know he was outside...really...I only saw him at the last minute.” Kim pleaded with Beth to understand.

“Okay. If you only saw Chad at the last minute, then why does this photo show you in bikini bottoms looking straight at the camera and the next photo shows you with your bottoms off looking at the camera again?” Beth frowned and pretended to scratch her head in thought. “Hmmmm...here you are in your bottoms...and here you are without bottoms. In both pictures you're looking right at the camera. Strange. How could that be if you only saw Chad at the last minute?” Beth feigned surprise. “Very strange...care to explain it for me Kimberly?”

Kim was beside herself. “Beth, look you just don't understand. I've got some things going on...I can't really explain...please...just trust me.” Kim's big brown eyes were pleading.

Beth's hand shot out in a flash. Kim felt the blow across her left cheek and grabbed her face in pain. Her face burned and she could feel tears start in her eyes.

“Try again, slut! Try and explain your lewd behavior with my boyfriend!” Beth slammed the door shut and pushed Kim against the wall. Beth's nose was inches away from Kim's face. “Well? I'M WAITING!” Beth screamed into Kim's tear stained face.

Kim tried to duck under Beth's arms and flee into the living room. Instead, Beth grabbed her arm and jerked her around savagely. A sharp slap in the face stopped Kim's whimpering. “Where ya' going, slut?” Beth grinned vindictively at Kim's upturned face. “Huh? Where are you going, whore?” She shook Kim violently.

Kim felt as if she would wet herself at any second. “Stop...please...stop...just listen. I can explain everything.” Kim cried.

During the struggle, Kim's robe had come unfastened. Her entire front was in plain view. She watched Beth's eyes sweep up and down her form. Kim tried to pull the garment closed.

“I don't think so, slut!” Beth grabbed the robe. “Take it off. Let's have a look at what attracts Chad.” Beth yanked the robe vengefully.

Kim heard a ripping sound and suddenly the garment fell away. She stood naked before her antagonist. She tried to cover herself with her hands. Her lips quivered with shame.

“Hands down, slut!” Beth pulled Kim's hands away from her body. A slap to the face brought Kim to attention. “Stand there. Don't move.”

Beth kicked the torn garment aside. She slowly walked around Kim admiring her nude form. Her eyes took in Kim's ample breasts and firm stomach. She observed the long shapely legs and perfect feminine feet. She drank in Kim's lovely ass. Her eyes traveled down her lovely ass crack and swept over the backs of her legs.

Beth smacked Kim's ass wickedly. Grabbing her by the hair, Beth pulled Kim into the living room and shoved her onto the couch.

“Masturbate, bitch.” It was a command, not a request. Beth smiled.

Kim tried to cover her nude form. “Please...please, Beth. I can explain everything.”

“You'll explain nothing, whore. You tried to seduce my boyfriend because you're horny. It's as simple as that. Now, we'll work some of that lust out of you so it doesn't happen again. Now, get those fingers working!” Beth sat down on the coffee table and looked at Kim intently. “Let's go, whore. Start playing with yourself.” Beth rested her chin on her fist and watched. A smile played across her face.

Slowly, Kim inserted a finger inside herself. She began to stroke herself. She looked away from Beth in shame.

“Do it like you mean it, slut. Imagine you're doing it with Chad.” Beth felt powerful. She watched the helpless girl masturbating herself. She listened, as the sounds became wetter. “Let's go, whore! Do it faster! Do it like you mean it!”

Kim was filled with shame. As she stimulated her most private area she felt herself becoming aroused. She felt the wetness growing around her probing fingers. She could feel Beth's eyes watching her. She blushed. A moan escaped from her mouth involuntarily. A teardrop rolled down her cheek. What am I doing? Why is this happening to me?

Kim could see Beth reaching into her purse. What is she taking out? She watched Beth stand up and buckle something around her waist. It's a dildo...It's a strap-on! What is she doing? Suddenly, Kim knew.

“All right, bitch. Roll over. Get up on all fours.” Beth commanded. Kim stopped touching herself and tried to stand up. Beth punched her in the belly. Kim collapsed onto the couch. “Roll over, whore!” Beth grabbed Kim's arm and flipped her onto her stomach. “Get on all fours, NOW!” Beth had Kim by the hair.

Kim complied with a whimper.

“Stick that ass out, cunt!” Beth smacked Kim across the butt. “You want to fuck my boyfriend? Hmmmm? How about I fuck you?” Beth grabbed Kim's neck and held her face into the couch cushions. Kim felt the thick head of the dildo touching her rectum. “Are you gonna take it up the butt like a good little whore? Beth plunged the dildo into Kim's ass. “Maybe next time you'll think before playing your slutty games!” Beth began thrusting the strap-on into Kim's rectum.

Kim was weeping. She was so humiliated! Beth continued her insistent pumping. “Come on, bitch! Moan for me!” Beth pumped Kim's ass even harder.

Kim felt like she would vomit. Beth continued her painful thrusting. “Come on! Moan for me, bitch!” Beth was riding Kim like a mule.

Just as suddenly as it started, it was over. Beth withdrew the dildo from Kim's bleeding rectum and stood up. She looked down on the crying girl and smiled. “Don't ever come around Chad again. Do you hear me, bitch?”

Kim nodded silently. She listened as Beth gathered her things and closed the door behind her.

Kim lay on her couch and was aware of her nakedness. She held her hands over her breasts and cried. For the second time in 24 hours her rear entry had been violated.

Kim wept uncontrollably.

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Margaret Falls took a sip of soda as she turned into Kim's apartment complex. She smiled as she thought what the little tart would soon endure. Life was good...

TO BE CONTINUED

Kim lay on the couch crying. Her life was spiraling out of control. She had never been a bad girl. She just couldn't understand why these things were happening to her. In less than a week's time three people had abused and humiliated her and another person had taken nude photos without her permission. When that bitch, Officer Falls, had first blackmailed her into a compromising position, Kim had figured she could somehow overcome the odds and manipulate her way out of trouble. But now, events had gone beyond her ability to master. Too much had happened. She felt hopeless. Slowly, Kim stood up and walked towards her room. She picked up the torn nightgown but didn't put it on. It was ruined anyway. She walked into her bathroom and turned on the shower. She listened to the running water and felt safe. The shower was the only place she felt clean anymore. Fresh tears ran down her lovely cheeks.

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Margaret Falls placed her soda can in the drink holder and turned off the ignition. She watched the young blond girl close Kimmy's door and walk down the stairs. Who the fuck is this little tart? Margaret watched the tramp get into her Mustang and drive away. Curious...interesting, in fact. Margaret jotted down the license plate number. I'll have to check this little bitch out. Suddenly there was a knock on the passenger side window of Margaret's car. The loud noise startled her. Looking over, she saw Sam smiling into the window. Idiot. Like a wart that won't go away. Margaret glanced at the wart on her left thumb and felt irritated. She hit the power switch and watched the window go down. “Well? Don't just stand there grinning like a fool. What do you want, maggot?” Margaret glared at Sam.

“Hi, Ms Falls. I was just out and about and saw you pull in. Thought you might need my help with Kimmy today.” Sam's heart was beating fast. He knew he was becoming obsessed with Kim but he couldn't seem to help himself.

“Your help? I saw how you helped yourself last night. The type of help you give is more trouble than it's worth. Why don't you go crawl back in your hole and contemplate your pathetic life for awhile?” Margaret was disgusted.

“But, I thought we was a team. You know...like you said the other day...” Sam was confused.

“Sure. We're a team Sam. I'll be sure and call you before the next game. Right now, I think you need a little more practice. So, why don't you do a few laps around the building and try to get in shape?” Margaret opened the door and stepped out of the car. “Lord knows, after seeing last night's game film, you could certainly use some more stamina.” Margaret chuckled at her own joke.

Sam wasn't sure, but there was a good chance Ms Falls had just insulted him. Fat fuckin' bitch. He scratched his crotch and shrugged his shoulders. “Okay, Ms Falls. You got my number if you feel the need.” Sam walked away slowly.

Margaret watched Sam shuffle away and repressed an urge to vomit. Pathetic fool. Darwin was surely right! She walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk. Grabbing a bag, she closed the trunk and hurried up the stairs to Kim's apartment.

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Kim had just stepped out of the shower when the doorbell rang. What now? Wrapping a towel around her shapely form, she walked towards the entryway leaving wet footprints behind her. Looking out the peephole she saw Officer Falls standing on the porch. Kim pulled the door open with hesitation.

Margaret burst through the door and appeared to be in a huff. “Hello, Kimmy. It's eleven o'clock and you're not even dressed! Have you been smoking dope again?”

“No, ma'am.” Kim clutched the towel tighter around herself.

Margaret pranced into the living room and looked around. “This place is a mess. Looks like a herd of pigs has been living here.” Margaret motioned Kim into the room.

Kim shuffled slowly forward.

“I took the liberty of buying you some new clothes. I think they'll bring out your feminine charms.” Margaret began removing garments from her bag. “You're a pretty girl, after all. Shouldn't be afraid to show it off.” Margaret looked at Kim expectantly. “Well? Come here girl. Don't you want to look at your outfit?”

With a sense of dread Kim approached Officer Falls. The wet towel clung enticingly on her sexy young body. “Wh...what outfit?”

Margaret pulled out a black dress and laid it on the coffee table. “Here you go, sweetie. This will look real nice.”

Kim picked up the dress. It was obviously to short and the entire back was open. “I don't know, Officer Falls. It looks kind of small....” Kim hoped Officer Falls would understand.

“Nonsense, girl! Get that towel off this instant!” Margaret waved her hand impatiently. Her eyes traveled over the girl's shapely hips and came to rest on her firm breasts.

Knowing she had no choice in the matter, Kim let the towel fall away.

Margaret drank in the beautiful girl's form. My...my. This never gets old... Margaret's gaze swept over little Kimmy. Her eyes fell across the young girl's breasts and well trimmed bush. She noted her tight stomach and adorable navel. The youngster's feet were perfect. Her legs were long and shapely. She enjoyed Kimmy's blushing and obvious embarrassment.

“Come here, Lazy!” Margaret gestured with disgust. Grabbing Kimmy's ear, she pulled the frightened girl over the coffee table. Margaret stepped on something hard. “What's this?” Bending over, Margaret picked up a strap-on dildo. “What in the good lord's name is this?”

Kim knew Beth had dropped the dildo on the floor before she left. However, she wasn't sure how to respond. “I....I don't know...” Kim held her head down in shame and tried to cover her private areas.

“I think you do know, tart!” Margaret was intrigued. She remembered the blond vixen leaving Kim's apartment earlier. “Do you go both ways girl?” Margaret asked.

“No. No ma'am...what...what do you mean?” Kim was frightened.

“Look, girlie. This is a dildo. I'm not a fool. You don't need a fake dick if you have real one. It appears you don't have a real one. What happened to your boyfriend, Jeff?” Margaret smiled.

“Jeff's okay.” Kim tried to cover her nude form with her arms. She placed one bare foot on top of the other. Looking at the carpet she tried to think of a good excuse.

“Never mind, tart. I understand.” Margaret could feel the recent wetness on the dildo. Now, I'm starting to get the picture... She remembered the young blond girl and smiled. I've got to put a name with that face... “Well. Stop pussy-footing around. Let's get this dress on. We have errands to run.” Margaret nodded to the cringing teenager.

Kim didn't like the sound of this. “What errands?”

“Don't you worry, sweetie. I'll design your schedule. Questions are a waste of time.” Margaret smiled at the blushing girl. “Come on, sugar. Get a move on.” Margaret's eyes were fixed on Kimmy's adorable stomach. I wish I looked like that...

Kim stepped into the tight dress. The garment was at least one size to small. It felt tight. The bottom of the dress barely covered her privates. The back was totally open and revealed her back all the way down to the top of her crack. “Ms. Falls...this dress doesn't fit. I'd like to have some under garments, at least.” Kim looked hopefully at Officer Falls.

“No need, whore.” Margaret laughed. “Come with me.”

Margaret pulled the cringing girl towards the door.

“Please Ms Falls... Can't I at least have some shoes?” Kim felt tears starting in her eyes.

Margaret admired the teenager's sexy feet. “No. You'll be okay barefoot. Let's go!” Margaret yanked Kimmy out the door.

Closing the door behind her, Margaret pushed Kimmy down the stairs.

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Sam stood by the mailboxes and watched Officer Falls push Kimmy down the stairs. He could see the pretty youngster's crack peeking out from behind her dress. Hell!!! Her whole back is in view. Might as well be wearin' nothin'! Sam's dick was getting hard. He heard footsteps behind him. He cast a glance over his shoulder. It was that old hag, Ms. Mason, bitching about her washing machine again. Dear God, I'm gonna kill her...please forgive me. “Hi, Ms. Mason! How ya' doing?:” Sam tried to smile. Ms. Mason rattled off some sob story... Sam pretended to listen but didn't hear a word. “Yeah...Yeah...right” He watched Officer Falls' Lexus speed out of the parking lot.

What the hell is that racket? Sam realized old Ms. Mason was still talking. “Sure. I know... it's on back order. Okay. Hang in there. Try and calm down, Ms. Mason.” Sam grimaced.

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Margaret admired Kim's body as she drove down the highway. The dress was certainly to short but Margaret was enjoying the view. The girl's shapely legs were on full display. Margaret smiled when she saw Kim trying to pull the dress down to cover herself. “Stop fidgeting, girl! Lean forward.” Margaret watched as Kim leaned forward in the seat. She placed a pudgy hand on Kim's exposed back and began to caress the girl's smooth flesh. Margaret congratulated herself on the dress selection. She was glad she had purchased an open-back garment. She traced the outline of Kim's spine with her fingernail. Starting at the bottom of Kim's neck her finger moved slowly down the youngster's back and came to rest at the top of the girl's ass crack which was just visible over the top of the dress. Her fingernail played with the sensitive flesh just above Kim's crack. Margaret felt a warm sensation as she watched Kim's pretty toes curl in discomfort. “I said stop fidgeting, Kimmy!” Kim obediently complied and remained perfectly still. Margaret smiled again.

“So? Do you want to tell me what's happened between Jeff and yourself?” Margaret saw Kim start at the mention of her boyfriend.

“Nothing, ma'am. Jeff is okay. We're still seeing each other. In fact I am supposed to have dinner with him tonight.” Kim risked a glance at Officer Falls out of the corner of her eye.

Margaret flattened the palm of her hand against Kim's back and began to rub the girl's back gently. “There, there sweetie. I saw the young blond girl leaving your apartment as I pulled in. I saw the strap-on dildo lying on your living room floor. You can be honest with me. Has Jeff not been satisfying your womanly needs? Have you had to look elsewhere lately? Men are such oafs after all.”

“No..no ma'am. You've got it wrong. I love Jeff. He's a great guy and a terrific lover...” Kim was blushing furiously.

“So? Who was the little blondie?” Margaret asked.

“Just a friend. The dildo had nothing to do with her.” Kim lied.

“It's okay. I understand if you don't want to confide in me right now.” Margaret's voice was soothing. Her hand had moved up to Kim's neck and she massaged the girl gently. Kim shivered.

Margaret turned into the parking lot of the local supermarket and parked. Turning off the ignition she continued to massage Kim with her free hand. “It's okay sweetie. Sometimes a woman's touch is much better than a groping man. Men are such beasts after all.” Margaret leaned closer to Kim and with one hand still massaging the girl's neck, her other hand found it's way to Kim's bare leg. She began to run her hand up and down the teenager's smooth leg. She could feel the goose bumps on Kim's skin.

Kim was very uncomfortable. She was revolted to have Officer Falls touch her in such an intimate way. She could feel the woman's heavy breath on her cheek. She felt Officer Falls' hand move from her leg to her tummy.

Margaret caressed the girl's stomach and traced an outline around her navel through the thin dress. Leaning closer, Margaret began to nibble on Kim's earlobe.

Kim remained stock still. Leaning forward in the seat with her hands clasped tightly in her lap, Kim was revolted by Officer Falls' advances. However, she was afraid to raise her voice in protest. Officer Falls had complete control. Kim's eyes remained locked on her bare feet.

Margaret moved her right hand down Kim's smooth back and slid her fingers under the girl's dress and began to caress the top of her ass. Moving her left hand upwards from the sexy teenager's stomach, Margaret reached into the girl's dress and cupped a firm breast. She continued to nibble on Kim's ear.

Margaret's tongue flicked into Kim's ear. “There, there sweetie. Why don't you lay back?” Margaret reached across Kim's lap and pulled the lever back to lower the seat. She watched the pretty teenager recline into a lying position.

Kim still had her hands clasped tightly in her lap. Her right foot moved back and forth on the floor with nervous discomfort.

Margaret was now overcome with a burning lust. Suddenly she leaned forward and kissed Kim full on the lips. Her tongue explored the cringing teenager's warm mouth. Her left hand moved under the hem of the girl's dress and probed between her soft legs. She gently touched Kim's private area and began to massage her clitoris. Her right hand was fully underneath the girl's ass and she squeezed the her firm buttocks with relish.

Margaret continued to massage Kim's clit and steadily increased the rhythm of her motion. With her other hand she continued to squeeze the girl's firm ass. She slid a finger between the girl's clinched cheeks and into her warm anus. Her tongue continued to explore Kim's open mouth.

Kim was terrified. She felt sick to her stomach. Her fists were clinched and her knuckles were white. She felt the urge to bite Officer Falls' probing tongue. However, Kim realized she was starting to become sexually aroused. She tried to repress the feeling but it was difficult. Officer Falls was hitting the right spot...

Margaret continued to masturbate the helpless girl. She could feel Kim's wetness and knew she was close to orgasm. She removed her tongue from the girl's mouth and began to kiss her chin and throat. Moving around to the girl's neck, Margaret began to nibble the flesh just below her ear. She moved up and breathed heavily into Kim's ear. Her tongue shot in and out.

Kim's hips began to gyrate involuntarily. She was thrusting with Officer Falls' finger. Kim was ashamed. Her body was betraying her. She felt a tear slide down her cheek. “Pl...please, ma'am. Please stop. This is wrong. Please.” Kim was crying. Her hands flew to her face in shame. The dress was up off her hips now. Her pussy was fully exposed. Officer Falls continued to masturbate her. “Please stop, ma'am!”

“It's okay, girl. Let it go.” Margaret cooed.

For several more minutes there was no sound other than the wet sound coming from Kim's arousal. Then it happened. Kim climaxed. At the same time she wept. What's happening to me???

Margaret sat back in the seat and let her gaze roam over the weeping girl.

Kim's dress was completely raised above her waist. Her beautiful pussy was totally exposed. Her bare feet moved with nervous agitation.

“Well? How do you feel, girl? Sometimes a woman's touch is just the right medicine heh?” Margaret smiled as the teenager wept.

Kim looked away from Officer Falls. She looked out the passenger side window at the grocery store. “Why are you doing this to me?” The question sprang from Kim's lips without thought. “Why are you humiliating me?”

“Because you deserve it.” Margaret answered honestly. “Because you're a spoiled little bitch and you were born with a silver spoon in your mouth. You think because you're beautiful everything should be handed to you.” Margaret smiled. “Isn't that right, whore?”

Kim continued to cry. Margaret had no sympathy. “All right, slut. Out of the car. It's time to go shopping.” Margaret handed Kim a list of groceries. “I'll be waiting in the car. You've got twenty minutes to purchase everything on this list. If you come back without all the items you'll be punished.” Margaret grinned at Kim's shocked expression. “Time starts... NOW!” Margaret pushed a button on her watch.

Kim pulled her dress down and jumped out of the car. The pavement burned her bare feet. She ran towards the main entryway. Her breasts jiggled obscenely. Kim ran through the automatic front doors and stopped suddenly in the foyer. The store was crowded. An old man looked at her. His eyes swept over Kim's body with unconcealed lust. Nervously, Kim grabbed a shopping cart and entered the store. She felt as if all eyes were on her. She couldn't believe how many people were shopping. Isn't this a weekday? Don't these people have jobs?

Kim headed to the produce section. The first items on the list were all vegetables. Cantaloupe, cucumbers and tomatoes. Kim made her way to the melons. Picking up a cantaloupe, Kim placed it in a plastic bag. She was aware of the other shoppers looks. As she reached for the scale to weigh the cantaloupe, she felt the dress rising up her ass. With her left hand, she attempted to keep the dress down and placed the cantaloupe on the scale with her right hand.

A voice startled her. “Can I help you with anything, Miss?” Kim shot a glance over her shoulder and saw a young black man in an apron standing directly behind her. His eyes were riveted on Kim's ass.

“No thanks. I'm okay.” Kim placed the cantaloupe into her cart. She watched the clerk walk away. His eyes never left her body. Kim pulled the dress lower in a vain attempt to cover herself. She walked towards the cucumber rack. After placing cucumbers and tomatoes into the cart, Kim headed towards the cereal section.

Walking through the cereal section, Kim tried to find the mini wheats. Two teenaged boys came around the corner. They couldn't be more than 15 years old. Kim heard one of the boys whistle. “Would you look at that? Damn she's a hottie!”

Kim tried to ignore the boys. They were obviously taken by her lewd appearance.

“Look at that dress. Bet she's a hooker.”

Kim listened to the boys talking and felt ashamed. I'm no whore...

Kim placed the cereal into the cart and headed down the aisle. She could see the young boys following her. She tried to pull the dress down but every step she took hiked the garment up further. The dress was just way to small. Kim heard whistles from behind her. Her ass crack peeked from her dress with every step. The boys were following her with their eyes locked on her semi-bare ass. Suddenly, Kim turned around. “Quit following me perverts! Didn't your parents teach you any respect?” Kim was pissed.

“You don't talk to my boys with that tone woman!” A large man with multiple tattoos suddenly walked into the aisle. “Who do you think you are?” The man's eyes burned into Kim's face. “You're the one walking around in that skimpy outfit. My boys are just being boys. You have no right to complain.” The fat man walked up and stood inches from Kim's face. “In fact, I think you're the one being disrespectful!”

Kim was scared. “I'm sorry, sir. It's just that they were following me and whistling. I didn't think it was polite.” Kim shuddered under the man's withering gaze.

“They're just being boys, lady.” He eyed Kim's body. “”Boy, howdy! You sure do look to be dressed for the whorehouse! What with that little short dress and no bra or nothin'.” His eyes came to rest on Kim's breasts.

Kim was aware of her protruding nipples. It was chilly in the store. “Look mister, I'm just trying to do a little shopping. Please keep your sons away from me.” Kim was starting to get a little peeved.

“What's the deal with your bare feet, lady? Can't you afford no shoes?” The question came from one of the teenaged boys. They had walked up behind their Dad and were eyeing Kim with lust.

“She sure does have some pretty little feet heh, boys?” The fat man grinned into Kim's face.

“Leave me alone.” Kim turned the shopping cart and started down the aisle.

The man grabbed the bottom of Kim's dress and pulled upwards revealing her gorgeous ass. “Here ya' go, girlie. Why don't you just show it off?”

Whistles and hoots erupted from the teenaged boys.

Kim quickly pulled her dress down and proceeded to slap the bastard across the face. “If you touch me again I'll have you arrested!”

Blushing, Kim pushed the cart quickly out of the aisle. She could hear laughter behind her. I've got to hurry! Time is running out!

The next item on the list was powdered donuts. That fat bitch sure doesn't need any donuts... Kim hurried to the bakery section.

After locating the donuts, Kim rushed to the soda aisle. Got to get the soda and get out of here! Kim knew she was down to five minutes, if that. Grabbing a twelve pack, Kim practically ran to the check out counter. Suddenly she realized she had no money! Oh no! Kim wheeled the cart to the front of the store and left it by the front doors. She raced across the parking lot to Officer Falls' car.

Margaret watched the young tart's tits bouncing obscenely as she ran towards the vehicle. Stupid bitch. It took her this long to realize she has no cash. Margaret chuckled. Rolling down the window, Margaret looked at the panting girl. “Well?”

“I...I need some money...” Kim was out of breath.

“Money doesn't grow on trees, girl.” Margaret was delighted with the girl's panic stricken voice. “You're almost out of time.”

Kim wanted to just die. “Please, Ms Falls. I can't pay for your groceries without money. What can I do?”

Kim heard whistles from across the parking lot. Looking over her shoulder, she saw the fat man and his two sons loading groceries into a pickup. Assholes... She realized her dress was riding way to far off her legs. Nervously she pulled the garment down and cast an imploring look at Officer Falls. “Pleaseeee, ma'am?”

“I don't know what I'm going to do with you.” Actually, I do. Margaret reached into her purse and took out a credit card. “Bring me the receipt. And by the way, you're out of time. I'll have to punish you now.” Margaret gave Kim a stern look.

Kim took the card and headed back inside to pay. A tear trickled down her cheek.

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Margaret steered the car out of the parking lot and onto the busy street. She eyed the sexy teenager in the passenger seat. “Well, well. Can't even manage a grocery list can you, tart?”

“No ma'am.” Kim wiped her eyes.

“Well, it appears you owe me fifty-two dollars and forty-three cents.” Margaret looked at the receipt.

“Yes, ma'am.” Kim was resigned to whatever fate Officer Falls had in store for her.

“I think I know just the way for you to earn the money back.” Margaret looked at the cringing girl and smiled.

Pulling into the local hardware store, Margaret parked the car. “Now, little miss. I want you to go inside and buy a hose, bucket, sponge, towels, car detergent, a sheet of poster board and a black marker. Do you understand?”

“Yes ma'am.” Kim took Officer Falls' credit card and proceeded into the store.

Margaret watched her walk away. Stupid girl. This is exactly what you and your kind deserve. Little vixens...

Several minutes later, Kim reappeared carrying bags filled with the demanded supplies.

“Throw them in the backseat and give me the receipt.” Margaret took the slip of paper from Kim's outstretched hand. “Thirty-two dollars and seventeen cents... It looks like you're into me for about eighty-five bucks. I think you can make that amount back in a couple of hours with the job I have in mind.” Margaret enjoyed Kim's confused look. “Get in the car, whore.”

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Once the car was back on the road, Margaret turned to Kim. “You'll be doing a little car wash operation this afternoon. You'll set up shop in the parking lot of your apartments. However, I think you're a little overdressed to be washing cars and there is the issue of your punishment. You were late on your grocery shopping...” Margaret smiled. Life is good...

Kim simply sat with her hands in her lap and cried.

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Back at Kim's apartment complex, Margaret pulled Kim out of the car. “Let's go, tart.”

Margaret led Kim up the stairs and watched her unlock the door. “Get inside, vixen!” Margaret pushed Kim into the apartment. “Go to your closet and bring me the black leather belt hanging inside the door.” It wasn't a request, it was a command. Kim complied.

She walked slowly back into the living room and handed the belt to Officer Falls. The next command was no surprise.

“Get undressed.” Margaret watched the young girl's incredible body come into view.

Laying the dress aside, Kim stood naked before her tormentor.

“Bend over, girl.” Margaret flexed the belt in her pudgy hands.

Kim bent forward with her hands on her knees.

“You were nine minutes late with the grocery shopping so, you'll receive nine swats. Please count aloud.” Margaret raised the belt above her head.

Smack! “One.” Kim wept. Smack! “Two.” Smack...smack...smack...smack...smack...smack...smack...

Margaret stood back and admired her handy work. The youngster's ass was covered with red painful welts. “That will teach you to be late!”

Margaret pushed the nude teenager onto the couch. Kim tried to cover her bare body with her hands...without success.

“You will make a sign with the marker and poster board, advertising a car wash service. You will wash the cars in the parking lot. Each car wash will cost ten dollars. I know this price may seem high. However, you will wear your sexy little bikini, of which I am so fond, while you wash the dirty vehicles. Your cute body should attract a considerable number of male clients. Nine cars should do the trick. If you hurry, you can still have time to go out with your adorable little Jeff tonight.” Margaret rubbed her hands in satisfaction. “Let's go. Get your bikini on, slut.”

Kim shuffled into her bedroom and retrieved the hated swimsuit. A few minutes later, she reappeared wearing the skimpy bathing suit.

“Let's go, you lazy tart.” Margaret pushed Kim out the door. She smiled at the visible belt marks on the girl's sexy ass.

Once downstairs, Margaret opened the backdoor and threw the supplies onto the parking lot. “Don't let me down. I'll be back in a couple of hours. You had best have my ninety dollars.” Margaret closed the door and backed out of the parking space.

Driving out of the parking lot, Margaret watched little Kimmy picking up the car wash supplies. What a slut... Margaret laughed out loud for the third time in a day.

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Standing on the curb in her skimpy bikini, Kim blushed furiously. She held the sign in front of herself trying to cover her body. “CAR WASH $10.00 REAL CLEAN”

A yellow Mustang pulled up. Chad stepped out of the car. “Hi, Kim! You must really need money to be washing cars....” Chad's eyes roamed up and down Kim's sexy figure.

Kim heard the passenger door slam shut. Looking over, Kim saw Beth standing by the door...Beth didn't look happy...

Kim held the sign closer in front of her body.... She shifted her bare feet on the hot pavement nervously.

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Sam the maintenance man stood by the supply shack and wiped his forehead with a handkerchief. What in damnation is goin' on here? He watched little Kimmy in her bikini holding the car wash sign. God, I love that little filly... Sam watched the yellow mustang pull up and park. Very interesting...

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Beth walked around to the front of the Mustang and eyed Kim with contempt. “What in the world are you wearing?” Beth reached over and pulled the poster board sign aside to reveal Kim in her skimpy bikini.

Kim was ashamed and embarrassed. She crossed her gorgeous legs and tried to move the sign back in front of her body. “Just a swimsuit... It's hot out here.” Kim couldn't bring herself to look Beth in the eye.

“What a little slut!” Beth was furious. “And what are you gawking at, jerk off?” Beth looked over her shoulder at Chad.

Chad suppressed a smile. “Nothing Sexamus.” He used his pet name for Beth. His use of the pet name had the opposite effect from what he intended.

“Shut up you idiot...and don't stand there gaping like a clown! Get to our apartment and be quick about it!” Beth pointed across the parking lot. “And I'd better not see you leering out of the window!”

Chad shuffled away. Beth watched him go and felt the blood rushing to her head. Turning towards Kim, Beth unleashed her fury. “You stupid little slut! How dare you stand out here with that ridiculously skimpy bathing suit! Who do you think you are? If you want to be a hooker then head to the whorehouse, slut!” Beth placed her hands on her hips. “Didn't our little meeting this morning teach you anything? Chad is mine. Hands off!”

Kim was embarrassed. “I don't want Chad, Beth. I'm already with someone. I just need to earn a little money and a carwash sounded like a good idea.”

Beth looked at the sign. “Ten bucks, huh?”

Beth laughed. Reaching into her purse she took out a ten-dollar bill. “Here you go cocksucker. The Mustang needs a good wash. Get busy!”

Kim wanted to slap Beth across the face. You're the cocksucker, bitch! However, she knew Officer Falls would be back in less than two hours. Ten dollars was ten dollars. She laid the sign on the grass and picked up the hose.

Beth watched the little slut spraying down the Mustang. “You missed a spot.” Beth pointed to the rear fender.

Once again, Kim repressed her anger and sprayed the indicated area. She tossed the hose onto the ground and picked up the sponge and bucket. She began to wash the hood.

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Oh, lord. Please help me! Sam clutched his heart and tried to control his breathing. He watched Kimmy bend over the Mustang and scrub the hood. Lord, god. Look at that ass! I'd like to stick the high-hard-one up that poop shoot right now! Sam massaged his aching cock through his workpants. My old truck sure is filthy. I think it could do with a good washin'... Sam checked his wallet and found a ten-dollar bill crumpled in the back along with a snort of cocaine. Mmmmm... two for one... I done forgot about this shit! Sam shoved the coke up his nostril and sniffed loudly. Oh, my my...Oh, hell yes. Gripping the ten-dollar bill, Sam made his way to the truck.

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Kim had finished with the hood and was now bent over washing the driver's side door of the Mustang. Beth looked at Kim's ass with hatred growing in her stomach. “Hurry up, bitch! I haven't got all day!” Beth slapped Kim's ass full-force. “Well...well. It looks like you've already had your spanking today...” Beth's eyes roamed over Kim's bruised backside.

“Don't do that!” Kim dropped the sponge and stood upright with her hands covering her ass. “You paid for a carwash...that's what I'm trying to do!”

“Well, get busy. You're wasting my time!” Beth shot a glance over her shoulder at Chad's apartment window. She saw the blinds moving. That little pervert! “Hurry up, bitch!” Beth was pissed.

Kim continued to wash the Mustang. Beth's eyes ranged over Kim's sexy form. She took in the girl's sexy stomach and admired her muscle formation as Kim bent forward to wash the bottom of the car door. Her eyes roamed across Kim's bare legs and feet and came to rest on her protruding tits. What a little whore...

Kim picked up the hose and sprayed the soap off of the car. “There you are! Thanks for your business!” Kim forced a smile.

“Whatever, bitch.” Beth stepped into the Mustang and drove across the parking lot.

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Kim picked up the carwash sign and sat down on the curb. The hot pavement burned her bare backside. She watched a silver Corvette pull into the parking lot. The car stopped beside Kim. The tinted window was lowered and a handsome businessman peered out. “Ten dollars for a wash?” The man asked.

“Yes. Ten dollars for a shiny car!” Kim tried to smile. She saw the business man's eyes taking in her sexy form.

“Sold!” The Corvette pulled into the parking space. The handsome businessman stepped out of the car and handed Kim a fresh ten-dollar bill. He took a cell phone out of his jacket pocket and punched a button. “Hi, sweetie. I'll be home in a short...just getting the Vet washed.” His eyes roamed over Kim's figure.

“So? How old are you, sweetheart?” The man smiled politely.

“Nineteen,” Kim answered shortly. She continued to wash the car but was aware of the man's looks.

“Having some hard times lately?” The man asked.

Kim wanted to say yes. She was having hard times, but this guy wouldn't understand. “No, just making a little extra cash.” Kim smiled at the man. She noticed how well he was dressed and felt a warm sensation. I'd like to see more of him... Kim was ashamed of herself. Jeff is good to me. I shouldn't even consider such a thing... besides; he's obviously married.

She finished washing the Corvette and walked over to the man. Holding her hands across her breasts, she attempted to cover her womanly charms. “Thanks, mister.”

He admired the sexy teenager again. He took a business card from his pocket and handed it to Kim. “Here you go. Give me a call if you ever need any legal help.”

Kim looked at the card. ‘FRANK SMITH, ATTORNEY AT LAW'

“Thanks, Mr. Smith.” Kim tried to force a smile.

“Good luck with the carwash business!” The Corvette sped away.

Kim turned the card over in her hand. Looking up, she noticed several residents of her apartment complex had come out onto their balconies. They were all men. Kim blushed.

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After another forty-five minutes, Kim had washed enough cars to be at eighty dollars profit. One more car and that's it! Kim saw an old rusty Ford pickup pull slowly into the lot.

The old truck sputtered to a stop in the parking space. Kim was shocked to see Sam step out of the truck.

“Hello there, Missy. I think she could do with a good washin'” Sam motioned at the truck.

“Okay... it'll be ten dollars.” Kim hoped Sam didn't have any cash. She was frightened of the old pervert.

“Sure. Here ya' go, sweetie. Now clean it up real good for ole' Sam” He smiled lecherously.

Kim took the money and picked up the hose. She began to spray down the truck.

Sam sat down on the curb and watched Kim. His dick was hard and he wanted to grab the young teenager and have his way with her. She sure has attracted a crowd. Sam could see the various men standing on their balconies watching the pretty girl in her skimpy bikini. To bad for you people. I'm the one that'll be enjoying this piece of ass. Sam grabbed his hard dick and continued to watch the youngster work.

After several minutes, Kim threw down the hose and turned to Sam. “There you are. It's all clean. Thanks for your business!” Kim wanted to appear cheerful even though her heart was racing. She remembered the brutal assault by Sam the previous night. She just wanted him to go away. Her bottom lip quivered...

Sam stood up and slowly walked towards Kim.

She could feel her heart pounding as she watched the ugly bald man approach.

Sam's beady eyes shot up and down Kim's sexy body. Walking up close, Sam looked Kim straight in her pretty eyes. “You and me are gonna' go upstairs.”

“Wh...why?” Kim wanted to run away.

“Cause' that's what Officer Falls wants...” Sam was inches from the frightened youngster's face.

“Ms Falls wants me to go with you?” Kim was terrified.

“Yep. That's right and you don't want me giving no bad report to Officer Falls, do ya'?” Sam grinned.

“No...No, sir. Okay... I'll go...” Kim was crying.

Sam grabbed the sexy teenager's arm and pulled her towards the curb. He stopped and picked up the jar full of money. “Looks like you've done pretty good today?” Sam turned to the weeping girl.

“Yes...I've done okay, I guess.” Kim was sick to her stomach.

Sam placed the palm of his hand on Kim's bare back and guided her to the stairs. “Come on, sweetie.” Sam's mouth twitched involuntarily. He shoved the ninety dollars into his pants pocket.

Pushing Kim up the stairs, Sam admired her tight ass, which was just barely covered by the tight thong bikini. “Let's go, sweetie. Unlock the door.” Sam knew his obsession was out of control but he didn't care. All he thought about was Kim...

He watched her open the door and pushed her inside. “That's a good girl...” Sam helped the weeping teenager into the living room and sat down on the couch. He loosened his trousers and felt his dick getting harder.

“Now, little Kimmy... why don't you get Uncle Sam something to drink?” Sam's eyes roamed across the bikini-clad girl.

Kim walked towards the kitchen. Sam's eyes were riveted on her firm ass, which swayed seductively as she walked.

“Wh.. what to you want to drink?” Kim watched Sam leering from the couch.

“Got any brewsky?” Sam asked.

“All I have with alcohol is a wine cooler... cherry flavored.” Kim opened the fridge and looked inside. She could feel Sam's eyes burning into her backside. She was starting to get worried about his intentions...

Sam watched Kim lean forward and peer into the refrigerator. What an ass! He massaged his swelling member and let his eyes fall down the back of Kim's legs and down to her bare feet. “Well... that'll have to do. Bring it to me little missy.” Sam watched as Kim walked back into the living room. He could see her hard nipples standing at attention through the skimpy bikini top.

“Turn on some music.” Sam pointed at the stereo after taking the wine cooler from Kim's trembling hand.

Kim walked over to the stereo and turned on the power. A country song was playing.

“Find something faster missy!” Sam commanded. “Some old time rock-n-roll would do just fine.”

Kim turned the dial to the oldies station. She hated this type of music... Honky Tonk Woman blared out of the speakers.

“Well don't just stand there girl! Dance for your Uncle Sam.” He snapped his fingers along with the music.

Kim blushed furiously. She knew how she looked in the hated bikini. All her feminine charms were on full display. Her eyes were locked on the carpet as she began to dance for Sam. She swayed her hips slowly and moved her feet...

Sam watched the girl standing with her arms crossed over her chest and moving her hips slightly. He smiled at her blushing face. “Come on girlie! Dance like you mean it! Get those arms up and shake that pretty little butt!”

Kim complied reluctantly. Holding her hands above her head she began to dance in tune with the fast music. She could feel her tits bouncing obscenely. She couldn't bring herself to look up from the ground.

“Turn around and little Uncle Sam see that tight ass baby.” Sam unfastened his trousers and reached inside his underwear.

Kim turned around and was aware of her bouncing buttocks and how they must look from Sam's vantage point. She felt a hot tear on her cheek.

“Now go ahead and untie that top girlie.” Sam was stroking his erect organ.

Kim slowly reached behind her back and pulled the string to loosen her top. She continued to shake her hips in tune with the song. The top fell away from her shoulders but Kim held it in place with her trembling hands.

“Turn around sweetmeat.” Sam was breathing heavily. He watched the girl turn to face him. “Go on and let the top fall baby.” Sam was in heaven. He watched the teenager's jiggling breasts come into view. He could feel precum start on his penis.

Now, wearing only her bottoms, Kim continued the obscene dance. She was revolted to see Sam stroking his stiff erection.

“You know what's next baby. Get them bottoms down... nice and slow.” Sam's eyes were locked on the girl's most intimate area.

With shaking hands, Kim pushed her fingers into the waistband and slowly lowered her bikini bottoms.

Sam watched the girl's neatly trimmed bush come into view. Just how I like it...

Kim stepped out of her bottoms and now danced before Sam completely naked. Tears streamed down her pretty face.

Suddenly, Sam stood up and walked over to Kim and stood behind her. He grabbed Kim's waist and began to guide her swaying hips with his hands. His erect penis brushed against the girl's naked ass. His hands left her hips and cupped her firm breasts. Kim's hands flew to her face and she attempted to push Sam's hands away with her arms. Sam only squeezed her tits harder, massaging her erect nipples with his probing fingers.

The song on the radio ended and a new one began... It's my Party and I'll Cry if I want to.

Sam grabbed Kim by the arm and pulled her over to the couch. The weeping girl tried to cover her nudity with her hands and arms. Sam sat down on the couch and guided Kim in front of him. He looked up at the pretty girl's face and pulled her arms away from her body. Looking down, Sam's eyes roamed across the naked girl and came to rest on her adorable little bush. He placed a callused finger on her pussy lips and probed inside.

“I don't think you're very wet yet, girlie. Why don't you sit down next to Uncle Sam and show him how you play with yourself?” Sam pulled the girl onto the couch. “Now go ahead and spread them sexy legs and play with that cute little puss.”

Kim sat on the couch with her eyes closed tightly. She felt Sam put his arm around her shoulder and grab onto an exposed nipple. He squeezed hard. Kim flinched in pain.

“Get them fingers working little missy!” Sam commanded.

Having no choice in the matter, Kim complied. With a shaking hand she reached down and placed a finger inside herself and began to masturbate. Sam leaned closer and placed his mouth over a hard nipple. Biting gently, he rubbed the girl's smooth leg. “There ya' go sweetie. Just keep on touching yourself. I want to hear some sloppy sounds comin' from down there pretty quick.”

Kim continued to masturbate as Sam watched. Although she wasn't at all turned on, her probing finger started the juices flowing. Slowly she began to get moist...

Sam listened and watched, as the teenager became wet. Hot damn! He stood up and lowered his trousers and briefs. His erect cock sprang into view. Grabbing the girl's ankles he pushed her onto her back with her legs behind her head. He held his cock head against her wet opening. “Open your eyes, sweetie. Look at Uncle Sam.” He watched the girl open her tearstained eyes.

“Now get ready, honey. Here it...COMES!” Sam thrust full force into the girl's moist opening. He let his cock go all the way inside until his balls bounced against the girl's ass. He withdrew slowly and pushed forward again. Oh boy...oh my!

Sam continued to slowly thrust in and out of the girl's warm pussy. He didn't want to cum to fast. He looked down at the pretty teenager's frowning face. “Doesn't that feel good, honey?”

It didn't feel good. Kim was sick to her stomach. She felt the maintenance man's cock pumping in and out of her. She wanted to throw up. Her pretty toes curled in discomfort.

Sam increased the rhythm of his thrusting. He was close to orgasm. Not yet, bitch. Sam pulled out completely. “Roll over little missy...show me that cute ass.” Sam helped the weeping girl onto her stomach and fell on top of her. His dick found the way to her warm opening again. Nope. Don't want to get the tramp pregnant. He eased his cock upwards until he found the opening to the girl's rectum. Don't make no babies in here. Sam pushed his erection into Kim's ass. It was so tight. Pulling back slowly, he suddenly rammed back into the tight spot. He was beyond the point of return. He pumped the crying teenager's ass violently. His balls slammed against her private area. The feel of her pubic hair on his sack only made Sam hornier.

Sam pushed Kim's face into the couch cushion and ejaculated into her rectum. He let every drop go. Panting, he fell across the girl's back and rested his head in her hair.

“I'm sorry, sweetie. It's just that you're so pretty. I had to do it.” Sam breathed heavily into Kim's ear.

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After what seemed like an eternity, Kim felt Sam stand up. She continued to lay face down on the couch. She was afraid to move. She could hear Sam pulling up his pants and fastening his belt.

Sam reached in his pocket. “Here you go, girl. I picked up your money from the parking lot before we came up here. I didn't want it to get stolen.” Sam tossed the ninety bucks onto the coffee table. He heard the girl whimper.

“I really am sorry. It's just that you're so sexy. Hell! You should take it as a compliment that I can't keep my hands off you.” Sam ran a hand through his greasy hair. Taking a last look at the sobbing teenager, he closed the door behind himself.

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Kim didn't move for at least ten minutes. She was afraid the door would open again and Sam would somehow reappear. Eventually, Kim got to her knees and held her hands across her nude body. Standing slowly, Kim walked towards the bathroom. She would take another shower... the second one in a day.

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Margaret Falls turned into the parking lot. She saw the car wash supplies laying in the yard. That bitch had better have my money! Margaret shut of the car and stepped outside. Looking up at Kim's apartment, Margaret sighed and shook her head.

TO BE CONTINUED

Kim wasn't feeling well. She stepped out of the shower and toweled her hair. Dropping the towel onto the floor, Kim stepped in front of the mirror and placed both hands on the counter. She looked at herself in the mirror. I have to think. I need time to think. There has to be a way out of this mess. This isn't who I am... She suddenly heard a loud knock from the front door. What now? Please make this all go away! She felt as if she would burst into tears. Suppressing her urge to weep, Kim hurried into her bedroom and pulled on a pair of blue jeans. The knocking came again...louder. Throwing on a sweatshirt, Kim approached the front door. She looked out the peephole and saw Officer Falls on the front porch. Right on time, of course. She slowly pulled the door open.

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“Hi, Officer Falls.” Kim cringed as the plump lady pushed her way inside.

“Nonsense, girl! The time for greeting was when I first knocked. Not ten minutes later! What took so long?” Margaret dropped a bag in the entryway and gave the girl an icy stare. “Well?”

“I was just getting out of the shower. I had to get...”

Margaret cut Kim off. “Quiet girl. Stop your yammering. Do you have my money?”

“Yes, ma'am.” Kim picked the money up from the coffee table and handed it to Officer Falls.

Margaret counted the money and smiled. “Well, see what can happen when you apply yourself?”

“Yes, ma'am.” Kim watched Officer Falls nervously.

Margaret motioned to the bag lying in the entryway. “In that bag, you'll find your outfit for the night. You will wear only what you find in the bag... nothing else. We have an important errand to run.”

Kim walked over and lifted the bag. She was afraid to look inside.

“I'll be back at eight o'clock. I expect you to be prompt in answering the door next time.” Margaret smiled at the girl's pained face. She turned towards the front door.

“But... But, Ms. Falls... I have a date with Jeff tonight. I told you that earlier. Please... can't this errand wait?” Kim's bottom lip quivered.

“Cancel the date whore and be ready on time.” Margaret closed the door behind herself.

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Kim shuffled slowly into her bedroom and sat on the bed. She opened the bag and took out a pair of cut-off blue jean shorts and short yellow halter-top. There were no under garments or shoes. Kim hung her head in her hands and let her long dark hair fall across her face.

“Enough is ENOUGH!” Kim shouted out loud. “I need some space to think!” She threw the halter-top on the floor and reached for her purse. Taking out her credit card, she walked over to the phone and dialed a number.

“Yes, hello. I need to reserve a room for the night. Single occupancy... Kim Johnson. Yes my credit card number is...” Kim spoke rapidly into the receiver. “Thanks. Goodbye.” She hung up the phone and smiled. This is still my life and I'll be damned if I'll let that fat bitch destroy me.

Kim rushed into her bedroom and packed a small suitcase. Turning out the lights, she closed the door behind herself and hurried to her car. Tonight is my night... let that fat bitch do what she will... Kim sped out of the parking lot.

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Sam stood in the storage shed and watched Kim speed away. What the hell's this all about? He checked his watch and noted the time mentally. 6:00 PM. Very interesting...

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Kim was happy. She felt in control again. Her window was down and the wind blew through her hair. The radio was turned up loud and Kim hummed along with the song. She turned off the highway and into the hotel parking lot. Getting out of the car, she headed to the front office.

“Hi. I have a reservation.” Kim smiled at the young man behind the counter.

He smiled back. “Name please?”

“Kimberly Johnson.”

“Yes Ms. Johnson. Here's your key. This is a non-smoking room. Checkout is at 10:00 AM.” The clerk handed Kim her room key. “Enjoy your stay.” He smiled cordially.

Kim walked back outside and breathed deeply. The evening air smelled good. She went to her car and took out her small suitcase. She set her car alarm and found her way to the room.

Once inside, Kim laid her bag on the bed and picked up the phone.

“Hi, Jeff. I'm afraid I'll have to cancel our date tonight. There's been an issue at work and I'll have to work late on some paperwork.” Kim listened to Jeff's complaints. “I know, baby. I'm so sorry. Please trust me. If you love me, you'll understand.” That line always worked. “Okay, baby... I love you to.” Kim hung up the receiver.

She walked over to the bed and lay down. She picked up the remote control and turned on the television. Relaxation and deep thinking... that's my plan tonight. Kim felt invigorated. She was in control again. Things may just work out after all...

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Margaret banged on the door again. I told that bitch to be prompt this time! When I get my hands on her I'll...

Margaret's thoughts were cut-off by the gruff voice of Sam.

“Hey Officer Falls. You lookin' for Kimmy?” Sam looked up from the bottom of the stairs.

“No, idiot. I was hoping to find Elvis here.” Margaret stared down at Sam. “Well? Spit it out maggot. I know you didn't crawl over here without some reason.”

“Well...it's like this Ms. Falls... Kimmy left about two hours ago... Left in a big hurry to. I thought it was a little strange. She was carrying a suitcase with her... I'm surprised that an officer with your type training didn't realize her car was gone.” Sam's mouth twitched into a grin.

Margaret suddenly scanned the parking lot. Why that little tramp... the nerve!

“Stop your smirking and give me the master key, fool!” Margaret beckoned Sam up the stairs.

Sam scampered to the top of the staircase and took out his key ring. “Here ya' go. This is the one. Got it marked with a...”

“Shut up, oaf!” Margaret grabbed the key and unlocked the door. “Wait here.”

Sam followed her inside. Margaret walked through the apartment and looked through Kim's bedroom and bathroom. She walked back into the living room and stood in the middle of the floor tapping her foot. mmmm... where did you go, tramp?

She looked over and saw Sam leaning in the entryway. She noticed the cell phone hanging on Sam's belt. That gives me an idea...

Margaret walked over to Kim's phone and picked up the receiver. She pressed redial. After a couple of rings a voice answered.

“Goodnight Inn, may I help you?” The voice was professional and uncaring.

“Yes. May I have your address there?” Margaret took out a pen and paper.

“Yes... okay. Got it. Thank you.” Margaret hung up the phone. Green Valley Highway... That's in Wilson County, I think. That would be Sheriff Finley's territory. I haven't talked with him in awhile. The wheels were turning. Margaret had an idea. Margaret had a real good idea.

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Sheriff Bart Finley hung up the phone. He shook his head and took off his cowboy hat. He hadn't talked with Margaret Falls in a long time. Bart couldn't say he liked Margaret Falls, only that he liked what she had to say. Bart had helped Margaret with a few of her “unruly tramps” in the past. He always enjoyed lending a helping hand. He was more than willing to be of assistance again.

Bart Finley was a large man with a prominent beer gut. He was partial to a good shot of whiskey and young girls. Being Sheriff of Wilson County gave Bart the opportunity to engage both vices. He had been reelected to five, four-year terms and he intended to retire as Sheriff. He was the law in town and nobody had better cross him.

“Willy! Get your ass in here!” Bart watched Deputy William Finley walk into the room. Willy was Bart's nephew. He was a little slow on the uptake but he was loyal. Bart admired loyalty more than any other quality... as long as it was loyalty to him.

“We've got a special job to do tonight, Willy. Why don't you go into the evidence room and get a little of that speed we confiscated from those punks last night?” Bart indicated a door in the back of the office.

“We framin' someone tonight, Uncle Bart?” Willy asked.

“You don't worry about that kiddo. I'll explain on the way.” Bart put his hat back on and scratched his stomach. “And hurry up, son!”

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Kim was lying on the bed looking at the television. She wasn't really paying attention to the screen and the sound was on mute. Kim was thinking. She held a business card in her hand. “FRANK SMITH, ATTORNEY AT LAW”

Kim had dressed comfortably. She was wearing a long t-shirt, which came to her knees and a pair of cotton panties. She was barefoot and wore no bra. She leaned over and picked up her soda can and took a drink. There might be a solution to this problem if Mr. Smith will just believe me... She brushed her long dark hair from her face with her hand. She glanced at the digital clock. 11:00 PM. Time is really flying...

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Sheriff Finley grabbed the key from the hotel clerk's hand. “I thought you'd see things my way, boy!” He cast a glance at the groveling clerk who was now bleeding profusely from the nose. “You need to learn when to say yes to a lawman, sonny.”

The clerk cowered in the corner.

“That's right, boy. The law has the right of way!” Deputy Willy laughed at the bleeding clerk.

“Come on, Willy. Let the boy alone.” Sheriff Finley walked outside followed by his loyal deputy.

“Let's see... Room 112. It should be right over there.” Sheriff Finley walked across the parking lot and stopped in front of one of the plain black doors. He peeked into the window. The shades were closed but he could see through a crack. The young girl lying on the bed was beautiful. She had long brown hair and an incredible figure. Her face was like an angel. Large dark eyes and pouting lips. Her tan legs were shapely and muscular. Her breasts looked to be firm and round. Her feet were small and feminine. Sheriff Finley noticed the open suitcase sitting on the ground. Good place for a plant...

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The sudden banging on the door startled Kim. “Open up! Police!”

Kim almost wet herself! She jumped off the bed and ran into the bathroom. What's happening! Why are the police here?

The pounding on the door became louder. “OPEN UP NOW! POLICE!”

Kim heard a key being inserted into the lock. Suddenly the door flew open and two armed officers stepped in with revolvers drawn. “GET ON THE FLOOR, BITCH!” The large officer yelled across the room. Kim fell flat on her face.

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Sheriff Finley admired the young girl lying prone on the floor. His eyes swept over the back of her bare legs and came to rest on her panty-covered bottom. Her t-shirt had come up off her waist and her beautiful ass was in plain view. Sheriff Finley rushed across the room and fell on top of the helpless girl with one knee planted in the small of her back. He grabbed the girl's wrists and jerked them violently behind her back. Taking out a pair of steel handcuffs, Sheriff Finley secured the girl's wrists and placed his gun in its holster. He held a fat hand on the back of the weeping girl's head, pressing her face into the carpet. “Don't you make a move now, girlie. You're in big trouble.” Sheriff Finley nodded to the deputy. He twisted Kim's head towards the bathroom so she couldn't see what the deputy was doing.

“Lookie here, Sheriff.” Deputy Willy grabbed something out of Kim's suitcase.

“Whatcha got there?” Sheriff Finley stood up. “Don't you move an inch, girlie.” He looked down at the shaking girl and smiled.

Kim lay completely still. She heard the officers talking but she didn't understand why they were so mad. She hadn't done anything wrong!

She heard her suitcase being dumped on the ground and the bed sheets being torn off the mattress. She heard drawers being opened and rummaging going on. What's happening?

“Where did this come from, girlie?” Sheriff Finley grabbed Kim's hair and twisted her face around to look at a clear plastic bag filled with a white powder.

“I don't know.” Kim answered honestly. “Where did that come from?”

Sheriff Finley grabbed Kim by the hair with one hand and the back of her panties with the other and pulled her onto her feet. Her cotton panties rode up her crack and started to rip. He slammed her against the wall. “You had best come with us little lady. You have a lot of explaining to do.” He threw Kim into Deputy Willy's arms and motioned them out the door.

The deputy held Kim's arms and pushed her across the parking lot to the police cruiser. He opened the back door and shoved Kim inside. He slammed the door in Kim's face.

Kim was terrified. She sat in the back of the cruiser with her hands cuffed wearing only a long t-shirt and panties. She watched the officers rummage through her car. A tear trickled down her cheek. What did I do????

Sheriff Finley walked towards the police car. In his hand he held a business card. Frank Smith... I know that bastard. He's a real crusader. He crumpled the card and tossed onto the parking lot.

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Back at the station, the two men led Kim into a receiving area. Deputy Willy removed Kim's handcuffs and leaned against the wall. Sheriff Finley walked over to Kim and stood inches from her face. “Now, little miss. We'll have your clothes off to make sure you're not hiding anything.”

“But... isn't there a female officer? I can't undress in front of you.” Kim was crying.

“No. There ain't no female officer and you will undress right now!” Sheriff Finley barked at the shaking girl. “Get em' off!”

Kim hesitated. “Don't I get a phone call?”

“I'm gonna start counting. If them clothes aren't on the floor in ten seconds, I'm gonna rip em' off you!” Sheriff Finley placed his hands on his hips.

Kim slowly pulled the t-shirt over her head. Her firm breasts came into view. She dropped the t-shirt on the floor and tried to cover herself with her hands.

Sheriff Finley was getting hard. “Keep going, missy.”

Kim lowered her panties and stepped out of them. She stood completely nude in front of the leering officers. Her eyes were locked on the ground.

“Stand with your hands on your head and your legs spread wide.” Sheriff Finley commanded.

Deputy Willy walked over and ran his hands down Kim's sides and over her cute legs. He moved his hands back up and cupped a butt cheek in each hand and squeezed. “You're in good shape girl. You been working out?”

Kim whimpered an inaudible response.

“Now, lean forward and shake out your hair with your hands.” Sheriff Finley ordered.

Kim bent forward. She could see the deputy walking behind her and checking out her ass.

“That's good. Now stay bent over and spread your butt cheeks.” The sheriff was in complete control.

Kim reached behind herself and spread her cheeks. She heard the deputy putting on rubber gloves. She heard a jar of Vaseline being opened. The next thing Kim knew, a finger was touching her rectum. The finger entered her slowly and completely. She felt the finger probing her insides. She wept.

Deputy Willy lowered his finger to the crying girl's slit. mmmmm.... I love my job! He thrust his finger inside the girl and massaged. “Nothing in here, boss! At least not right now.” Deputy Willy grinned at Sheriff Finley.

“All right. That's enough.” Sheriff Finley grabbed the naked girl and led her over to a chair. “Sit down.” He sat across the desk from Kim and admired her nude body.

“Name?” Sheriff Finley took out a clipboard.

“Kimberly Lee Johnson”

“Age?”

“Nineteen.”

Kim was extremely nervous. She held her hands over her breasts and tried to cross her legs to hide her exposed privates.

“Address?”

“22B Sycamore Street.”

The questions went on and on.

“Can't I have some clothes, sir?” Kim was hopeful.

Sheriff Finley leaned back in the chair. “Deputy?”

“Yes, sir?” Deputy Willy stepped forward. His erection was clearly visible through his pants.

“Take Ms. Twenty Questions back to the holding cell. Give her a uniform and put her in cell B.” Sheriff Finley smiled knowingly.

“Yes sir.” The deputy grabbed the nude teenager and pulled her to her feet. “Come on!”

The deputy led Kim to the back of the station and down a hallway. Her bare feet were silent on the stone floor.

The deputy stopped at a cabinet and took out a worn orange prison dress. He tossed the garment to Kim. “Get dressed, honey.“ Kim noticed the dress was like a hospital gown. It was open in the back with a couple of drawstrings. She was thankful for anything at this point. She placed her arms in the gown and pulled it over her front. She tied the strings behind her. She knew her backside was still plainly in view but at least it was something.

The deputy led Kim down a dark corridor. They walked past several empty cells before they arrived at the last holding cell.

“Wake up, Tom.” The deputy banged on the bars. Kim was shocked to see a large black man stand up from the bunk. He was at least 6'5” tall and wore a plain orange jumpsuit. His head was shaved and he had a dragon tattooed across his left cheek.

“Got you a little company for the night. Be gentle.” The deputy unlocked the door and pushed Kim inside.

“What are you doing? I need my own cell!” Kim grabbed onto the bars and cried. “Please don't leave me here!” Kim watched the deputy walk back down the hallway and around the corner. She stood with her hands clasped tightly on the bars.

She heard the black man walking up behind her. She could smell is body sweat. She felt a hand reach under her gown and cup her firm ass. Kim was shaking.

Tom grabbed the back of Kim's hair and pulled it into a ponytail. He pulled down on her hair and let it fall loose across her shoulders again. He took her by the elbow and led her back to the bunk bed. Kim was speechless with terror.

Tom pulled Kim onto the edge of the bed in a sitting position. He reached behind her and began to untie the straps to her gown.

“Please...please... don't.” Kim wept.

Tom let the gown fall open in the back and slowly eased it off the weeping girl's shoulders.

The gown fell down in Kim's lap fully exposing her bare breasts and tummy. A large black hand pulled the gown out of her lap and tossed it in the corner.

Kim watched the large man out of the corner of her eye. She was shaking uncontrollably. She watched as he removed his prison jumpsuit slowly and deliberately. She saw his enormous cock spring into view, fully erect.

The nude teenager sat shaking on the edge of the bunk as the man stood in front of her.

He guided his stiff erection in front of her face and brushed her quivering lips with his bulbous head. With one hand he pressed on her cheeks forcing her lips open and inserted his huge penis into her warm mouth. With his other hand, he guided her forward onto his erection. A quick slap started her sucking. He thrust slowly into the whimpering girl's mouth. In and out, his cock played across the youngster's lips. She could taste his foul precum on her tongue. She wanted to gag. Several minutes went by. She felt his head swelling... close to ejaculation.

He suddenly pulled free of her mouth and pushed her onto her back across the bunk. He lay on top of her and held her hands above her head. He pushed his erection between her legs and forced himself inside her. He continued to hold her small wrists in one of his large hands as he pumped her slowly and rythmatically. His other hand fondled her breasts and belly. The only sound in the room was her whimpering and the wet sounds coming from between her legs. The man grunted and she once again felt his head swelling inside her, close to orgasm.

Again he pulled out. He rolled her effortlessly onto her stomach and lifted her onto her knees. A quick slap to her ass brought her to attention. Using his knees, he pushed her legs apart and she felt his thick head at the entry to her anus. The man spit into his hand and rubbed the saliva onto her rectum and over his cock. With a grunt, he thrust his swollen member into her tight hole. Kim screamed in pain.

He pumped her slowly. His rhythm increased as he reached under her to twist her protruding nipples. She could feel wetness coming from her rectum and she knew she was bleeding. He only increased his thrusts with the added lubrication. He seemed to have no sympathy for her pain. Kim screamed again as he withdrew from her bleeding anus and turned her onto her back.

He sat on her chest with his knees across her shoulders. His erection was above her face and she watched his hand move up and down his shaft. Suddenly, semen shot from his engorged penis and sprayed over her face. She gagged as some of the sticky fluid hit her lips and went into her mouth and eyes. He continued to stroke himself, milking every last drop onto her face.

He stood up and urinated loudly into the toilet. Grabbing her by the arm, the man pulled her onto the floor and tossed her gown on top of her. Her lay down on the bunk and pulled the blanket over himself with a satisfied sigh. Within minutes he was snoring.

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Kim lay on the floor afraid to move. She clutched her prison gown tightly to her stomach. Suddenly, all of her plans, which she had been formulating, seemed ridiculous. She felt a helpless and empty feeling inside. She wept silently in the darkness...

TO BE CONTINUED...