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Post by kemo 'psycho' payne on Jan 25, 2010 6:00:54 GMT -5
Kemo had another stressful day, in a town of average size as Creighton was you'd think that it would be nice and calm but the whole master/mistress / slave issue had it's pros and cons. Alot of teenage masters thought they could do what they damn well pleased and of late the young mistresses were getting just as bad. Her work was cut out for her alright. She undid her gun belt and hung it up, scratching her head slightly before looking at the two goons she had working for her.
Groaning and wanting nothing more than to be back at her apartment, in either the arms of Allan or her adorable slave Kemo sighed. She wanted her kicks, someway to rid herself of the pent up frustration that the day had etched on her. Looking at the security camera of the holding cells she viewed Leonardo Bailey for a moment. "Boys I'm taking the prisoner into the interrogation room" she didn't wait for a reply why would she, she was the damned sheriff and those two morons answered to her.
Taking the keys she walked into the back area of the police station, the doors automatically locking after her. She entered the area where the cells were and walked slowly over to the only occupied cell there. "Leo, Leo, Leo time to come out and answer some more questions. You know the drill, hands above your head turn your back and kneel on the floor" she waited for him to comply before opening the cell door and going into cuff him.
Hauling him upwards a sardonic smile played across her mouth. Yeah, this guy had no problem raping and beating up on girls so Kemo had no problem showing him a thing or two. Unlocking the door to the interrogation room she pushed him inside. Locking the door after her, she went towards him and roughly released him from his cuffs. Standing back she moved over to the table and sat on it. "Strip down Leo, NOW!"
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Post by leonardo john bailey on Jan 25, 2010 8:09:18 GMT -5
Leo had been locked up in prison for a few weeks now he was close of serving a month inside. Leo was in his bed, there wasn’t much that one could do inside a cell but he knew that he couldn’t go insane he just couldn’t. Leo knew that once he got out he would be going to find Leanna and he would rape her and kill her boyfriend in front of her. Leo was pissed of he hadn’t seen Leanna though he expected that he would or else the punishment would be severe indeed. Leo didn’t like the sheriff Kemo all whatever the fuck was her name he just couldn’t stand her.
Leo looked at security camera and just smiled back he even waved at it knowing that Kemo would be watching the screen. Leo herd the doors opening which could mean only one thing the bitch was coming. Looking towards the doors from inside of his cell Leo could see Kemo walking in he listening to her and laughed. Leo just fell silent he wasn’t going to talk to her even though she was a sheriff he couldn’t really give a fuck about her.
Leo said nothing as he raised his hands above his head and turned around. Kneeling down on the floor Leo just glared at a spot on the wall thinking about something else. Leo felt Kemo push him into the interrogation room he herd the door being locked. Leo herd her next command. What the hell was she thinking? Leo was a freaking master, a god not some slave. “Yeah right you fucking bitch. Like hell I’m going to strip like some slave.” Leo replied to her.
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Post by kemo 'psycho' payne on Jan 25, 2010 8:27:21 GMT -5
She had expected nothing less than insubordination from the scum before her. She could careless if he was the king of merry olde england, he was in her jail and he would do as she ordered but Psycho got her thrill from the disobedient ones. How was Leonardo supposed to know that. Unclipping the baton from it's holder, she slid from the table. Walked purposefully towards him and whacked him good and hard across the side. His rib cage would have a nice bruise tomorrow but she didn't stop there.
Another blow this time dealt behind his knee bringing him crashing to the ground. Kemo grabbed a handful of hair and pulled his head back. "Now listen very closely to me you little shit, you are in my police station" her face came closer, her skin began to tingle feeling the heady power of raw lust creeping in, "and while you are here you will do as I tell you."
She stood back placing the baton on the table and within seconds pulled off her own shirt to reveal well formed breasts confined by a sports bra. This she hauled up over her head, exposing the full perfect breasts for him to feast on. She picked up the baton once more and walked towards him, ordering him to stand up. "Take your fucking clothes off" she pressed herself to him then letting her breasts meld with his chest as her breath fanned his face. Her lips inches from his. "I'm going to show you what it's like when you fuck some one who doesn't want to be fucked Leo".
Her baton trailed slowly up his chest as she stood back from him, tilting his face up to look at her own. Her eyes pierced him letting him know she was completely serious.
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Post by leonardo john bailey on Jan 27, 2010 5:11:43 GMT -5
Leo couldn’t believe who this bitch thought she was, beating him up wasn’t going to go down well. Leo knew that he could totally fuck this bitch up, all he had to do was make a few calls to his crew and they would be all over her arse. Leo just looked back at Kemo no fucking way was he going to strip down for her, he was a fucking master he was the one who ordered slaves to do what he wanted and if they didn’t then he would force himself onto them like he did with Leanna, that bitch wasn’t going to last very long when he got out. Leo knew the first thing he was going to do when he got out. Leo was going to go over Leanna’s lace, rape the bitch again then kidnap her boyfriend tie him up and rape Leanna right in front of him.
Leo just starred back at Kemo waiting to see what she was going to do to him. Then suddenly he watched Kemo unclipping her baton, sliding it across the table and then whacked him with it. The baton hurt he knew that his rib cage would feel it more in the morning. Suddenly another blow from the baton came he felt himself falling to the ground as his knees gave way. Leo looked up as he felt his hair being grabbed by Kemo, he listened to her but said nothing. “You’re a fucking bitch and a psycho who the hell made you fucking sheriff bitch? I’m not going to take my cloths of for a fucking bitch like you now fuck off.” Leo yelled back at Kemo he knew that this was just starting.
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Post by kemo 'psycho' payne on Jan 27, 2010 5:45:44 GMT -5
Kemo waited and still he refused. The guy seriously thought his 'little master' title mattered in here. The only one in charge in her police station was her and he would learn that the hard way. The way she liked doling it out. She was glad actually that he was putting up a fight, how much of a struggle had the girl he raped put up but she still got it from him and Leonardo was going to get it from her as well. Walking back to the door she locked it thoroughly this time, sticking the baton down through the handle while her hands undid her trousers and took them off. She had expected him to make a move then but he didn't.
"So you don't want to take your clothes off huh?" her panties removed next she was now splendidly naked in front of him. Removing the baton and walking slowly over to him, she resembled a prowling panther about to attack her prey. Each step closer to him her hips swayed, her bruised knuckles from countless punches to people and punching bags gripped the baton tighter. Her pert full breasts pointing directly at him as if two missiles homing in on their target.
So he had actually had the balls to call her psycho, her smile faded and again the baton came down this time a side swipe to the chest so that he doubled over. Grasping the baton she held it under his chin, pressed tightly to his neck as she knelt over him. "You will take your clothes off because if you don't and I have to do it myself, I will fucking roger you senseless up the ass with this baton. Do you understand me or are you completely stupid?" Standing up she released the baton and kicked him to the ground with her foot.
Kemo stood back against the wall baton tapping in her hand as she watched him, would he finally comply? She actually hoped he wouldn't she had always wanted to know what a rapist felt when he was the one being raped.
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Post by leonardo john bailey on Feb 5, 2010 6:36:55 GMT -5
Leo wasn’t to obey Kemo’s commands he wasn’t some freaking slave obeying a mistress he was a master. Leo was rich, powerful a fucking god everything he wanted it was given to him on a silver platter. Leo wasn’t going to yield to this bitch standing before him. Leo watched as Kemo walked to the door and locked it, shit he couldn’t escape now but that didn’t matter to him. Leo had though that he could overpower her. Mr. Wong the other prisoner in Kemo’s jail had taught him to wait and see the path before you before acting. Leo had know darn well that Kemo knew that Wei Wong her prisoner was teaching Leo Kung Fu. Leo stood his ground not really worrying what Kemo was going to do to him he could endure it until he was taken back to his cell though right now he was going to fight her he didn’t want to strip down to nothing in front of her like a freaking slave.
Leo watched as she pulled off her trousers and panties though Leo had and idea on where this was going but maybe he would fuck the sheriff if he could he smiled at that thought. Leo wasn’t quick enough as she whacked him with her baton again across the chest. This time however Leo doubled over, next thing he knew Kemo had her baton under his chin. “You’re a fucking psycho bitch. I’m never going to obey you’re commands you freak.” Leo said he elbowed Kemo in the gut a few times hopping that the force of his blows would make her release him.
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Post by kemo 'psycho' payne on Feb 5, 2010 7:48:53 GMT -5
Kemo felt the first jab into her gut and tightened her core against another. She had felt a whole lot worse so was not duly worried about any lasting damage, what she was ticked about was that the guy obviously wanted to be fucked. Stupid is as stupid does she mused, as she pushed him over on to his back. Nicely cuffed and now with his hands uncomfortably behind him, Kemo straddled him trailing the baton down his chest to his groin. Not once did she take her eyes off of his, calculating any sudden movements as she managed to deftly undo his pants with one hand. She had been doing this a long time, so it was seriously no strain what so ever.
Pushing herself from him, she stood up yanking his pants down around his ankles. Moving up along his body she straddled him again, her pussy sitting right over his crotch and moving against him. Rubbing herself in slow movements as she felt him begin to stiffen beneath her. Lowering her face down to his she licked his chin, smirking at him as she pushed her baton beneath his chin again.
"You feel to me like you need a fucking Leo" she moved the baton downwards so that it trailed along his thigh, still she moved herself over him. Feeling him getting longer and harder with each motion. "You have a choice here, I have a really nice guy three cells down from your own. 7ft tall and built like a brick house, he loves guys. What can I say, he's been in prison more times than you've been inside pussy and that's saying something. So I can have him come down here and fuck you or you're going to start making an effort here. What's it to be?"
Her mouth was inches from his as she lowered herself close to him again, her breasts brushing against his chest. She seriously had no problem getting Troy the human fuck tank up here to deal with Leonardo frackin' Bailey, no problem at all but she had been quite looking forward to be a bit of some herself.
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Post by leonardo john bailey on Feb 8, 2010 5:32:04 GMT -5
Leo didn’t know if the jabs did their job or not but he didn’t really want to look back all he really wanted was to go back to his cell and live out the remainder of his time. Leo knew that this wouldn’t be the case he would have to suffer and endure his time here by the hands of this psycho bitch of a sheriff Kemo. Leo had wondered if he could get a hold of the bitch’s baton then maybe he could gain the upper hand though he seriously doubted that he could get it. Leo wondered what the bitch was going to do to him next though he would find out in all due time.
Leo felt himself being pushed onto his back, Leo tried to get back up but Kemo got to him first, the bitch was fast Leo had to give that to her if anything else she was fast. Leo felt uncomfortable when Kemo began to trail her baton down his chest and towards his groin, he breathed in waiting for what she was going to do him. Leo watched as Kemo undid his pants with one hand and then yanked his pants down to his ankles he wondered why she didn’t just pull them off. Leo felt her pussy over his crotch, okay now things were getting interesting for Leo.
Leo moaned a little bit when Kemo began to rub herself slowly he closed his eyes and opened them he looked at Kemo wondering where this was going but he had a funny idea. “Fine.” Leo said he didn’t want this seven foot tall guy to come over and fuck him. “What do you want me to do?” Leo asked finally giving in. Leo just glared back at Kemo waiting for her response.
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Post by kemo 'psycho' payne on Feb 8, 2010 6:07:53 GMT -5
She seriously wondered if she should just call the boys to get Troy up here anyhow, it would certainly make for interesting viewing to watch Leo race around the room with his pants about his ankles. Though somehow she knew that Troy wouldn't let him get very far before pinning him to the nearest wall or table. She grinned to herself as still she rubbed herself against him. His words then sounding no more defeated than a lion being held against his will by a cub, caused her to sit up straight on top of him.
"What I want for you to do?" she laughed then, lifting herself off of him just enough so that her hand could move along his hard shaft and slide him into her. Her pussy was wet and welcoming as it pierced down over his erection. Taking him fully inside her, her muscles clamped about him tightening her hold on his cock as she rotated her pelvis in undulating motions.
His cock was so hard now it felt really good inside her, it seriously didn't bother her at all that he was so young. He was of age so what did it matter. He was guilty of raping, so what did she care in the slightest now. Lowering herself down closer to his face she trailed her tongue over his mouth before kissing him roughly. Her movements were getting faster now, pushing against him as she fucked him. Her tongue plunged into his mouth, tackling and playing with his tongue before she broke the kiss to look at him. "You like that don't you?" her pussy ground down on his cock good and hard, pushing him deeper inside her.
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