JACK GLOATS…..
Jack Boyle was sitting in his office enjoying the latest video. The encryption and the 4 level redirects with passwords and authentication was getting old but he knew it was definitely required for the things being done. The IT guys from the cartels were very very good. No wonder DEA and ATF folks had such problems. The sites and passwords changed at odd intervals. Only dedicated users with the password keys could have access. Some very special customers had paid top dollar to fuck ADA Erin Reagan AND her daughter. Of course those videos were archived for just in case. Even one corrupt judge had taken a turn on Erin and thoroughly enjoyed himself. He was even deeper in the pocket of the cartels but he knew it. His life was at their whim now and he might as well live well while he still lived.
Jack checked the embedded secure chat area and found some discussions about what to do with the two. Some thought they should be killed and left in pieces on various Reagan doorsteps. Others suggested a trip a few miles out of the way to a farm in Jersey where Erin could do a little dog & pony show. There were alot of fans for that one. A couple sick fucks wanted her impaled on a giant pointed steel dildo, lowered an inch at a time, she would bleed out through her pussy by the time the dildo got to her lungs or so. A few liked that but others said it was a waste.
Jack had seen all the videos of all the womens rapes. It had been very extensive. Singles, multiples, DP’s, fisting, dildos of every size and shape, men, women. It was crazy. In one month these two were completely destroyed. Of course it must have seemed like forever to them. The drugs they had been given had been extensive. Up, down, sideways. It was amazing they hadn’t OD’ed although they had come real close a time or two. Jack couldn’t help but smile at one video. Erin cranked up on X and a group of guys. She had been a horney minx in the past but add in X and some guys and she couldn’t get enough. He thought they would fuck her to death. Thats one where she passed out and slept for 20 hours afterward. That was his favorite.
Jack chimed in finally and said “Lets make sure she’s good and hooked on everything her body can take drug-wise then double-check she’s knocked up and kick her to the curb at Daddy’s doorstep.” Everyone responded “Why, What the fuck for?” Jack smiled as he typed. “She will be broken…. Daddy and brother are ruined as cops. We send this to ***********ed ADA’s across the country that certain organizations are having trouble with and explain to them that this can happen to them.” Jack went on to explain that killing is too easy. The living with, in this case, pregnancy and family destroyed/humiliated would be a powerful tool. This would be especially true when it was pointed out that the biggest police department in the country could do nothing to stop it. A very very powerful tool indeed.
The question finally came up about the daughter. Jack finally responded “We keep her another month or two until she’s showing. Have some friends here and there enjoy her. Some characters who like it rough…. What the hell. Let them have her.” That got some chatter going. One suggestion was let some of the Japanese have her for fun and drop an occassional video on the Reagan doorstep. Dear Nicky with some 3 finger Yakusa looking mo-fo’s saying “Nicky’s enjoying her tour of Japan brothels.” Even if she is in NY or Chicago or wherever. Some really liked that. If she miscarried or got fucked to death by someone a little careless oh well. If she survived the drugs and whoring out as a BDSM slave then drop her by Grandpa’s door in a couple months. She’d be a knocked up junky and her mom would be only slightly better by then. They could go to church and pray for forgiveness together. There were alot of chuckles and LOL’s about that.
ERIN’S DELIVERANCE……
A consensus was reached and one mind fuck would be played on Erin before her release. One morning she was eating breakfast (at least they fed her well) and feeling funky as usual. She was sure she was drugged regularly. Someone came in and gave her a red bikini and said put it on along with a long white terrycloth robe. She wolfed down the rest of the food and dressed as told. She waited and someone came in and bound her and put the dark hood over her head. She was lead out and tossed in what sounded like a van. It drove for an hour or so since it seemed like all day under the hood. When they stopped she was walked into a room and her robe was removed. She felt someone undo her bonds and said “your on a toilet. Move your suit bottoms and pee or whatever you gotta do.” Erin did have to go so she did. Finding the toilet paper was a challenge with the hood on and her wrists bound together in front of her.
Erin was standing in a bathroom somewhere when the hood was removed. A large rough looking woman pushed her around and said “I’m pulling your hair back, don’t struggle.” Erin held still as her hair was put in a ponytail and pinned in places. Next a pair of swim goggles were put over her eyes. Unfortunately they were blacked out but appeared as blue from the outside. She was lead across a rough wood floor. The smells were so foreign. A farm maybe? She had no idea since she was a city girl. Then she heard horses whinny in the distance. Had to be a farm.
After walking a little distance she could hear that she was in some sort of barn. She was forced down onto a bench. Knees way apart on some sort of pads and pushed or leaned forward so her hips and belly were against a padded leather shelf. Her bikini bottoms were moved way to the side and her arms were stretched out in front of her, secured to two seperate points fairly far apart. A strong leather strap was run up over the small of her back securing her to the bench. Someone chuckled and said “mares breeding bench. This oughtta be fun.” Erin heard that and was terrified. She heard the clump clump clump of hooves and heard a horse snort. Terror set in. She began to babble and plead about the time a ball gag was stuffed in her mouth. Erin howled into the gag as she heard the horse move around her.
Someone moved her bikini bottom further to the side and squirted oil all over her pussy. Erin jumped as someone said “She’s gonna need lots of that.” Erin knew she was in trouble and felt the horse rub against her a couple times. It sniffed her back and hair and she was terrified. She felt something warm moving around her pussy and trying to push it’s way into her. It was obviously huge. She cried out and screamed into her gag as she felt her violation begin. The horse was still breathing on her back then a huge cock began thrusting trying to gain entrance to her pussy.
Erin was certain she was about to be fucked by a huge ass stallion. Her mind was going a million miles a minute as she screamed in terror into her gag. It was no use. She couldn’t see so all she could do was listen and smell and feel. Oh god it’s huge. One final stab and it was past her pussy lips and making entry. Erin squealed as it thrust in and out. It hurt so bad since it was huge. The fast strong thrusts continued and gained a little depth each time. Erin kept screaming into her gag. It hurt so bad and yet filled her so full.