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Story title : Journey into Degradation - Part 7 of 7

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Journey into Degradation
by In2thissht

Part Seven


Warning to the Reader!

This piece of fiction contains sexually explicit imagery 
including MF, M+F, FF, F+F, Forced Sex, S&M, Interracial 
and Bestiality. I think that covers the perversions 
herein.


My mind had shut down. I was unaware of the ambulance 
ride to the hospital. I recall a siren blaring and a 
police officer that was riding along in the ambulance 
with me, asking question after question. I cannot 
remember answering the questions though. I only remember 
staring at placard attached to the roof of the vehicle 
saying, 'Relax everything will be all right.' 

Yeah right! My head was aching and my body was sore from 
its sexual encounter with Robert. News reporters shouting 
questions and photographers snapping pictures greeted my 
arrival at the hospital. Fortunately, the police officer 
assigned to me shielded my face from the cameras with his 
hand.

The EMT whisked me into the emergency room and I was 
placed on a hospital gurney. Soon a doctor along with a 
bevy of nurses arrived to give me a quick physical 
examination. A nurse drew blood for a drug screening at 
the police officer's request. A large black female 
orderly then wheeled me to a ward on the 3rd floor of the 
hospital. A ward that had locked doors and bars covering 
the windows. The jail ward! The orderly removed my 
clothing and helped me to the bathroom. Her nametag 
indicated her name was Jessie. She filled a large rubber 
bladder with warm soapy water and then had me bend over 
and brace myself against the sink. She inserted a nozzle 
attached to the bladder by a 3-foot hose into my pussy. A 
clip on the hose held back the water. She released the 
clip and warm water filled my vaginal cavity. With one of 
her hands, she grabbed my pussy lips in a vice-like grip, 
sealing the water inside.

"Ouch," I wailed, "that hurts!" What in the hell are you 
doing?"

"Don't yuz even thinks about lettin that douche water 
squirts out. Yuz just wait till yuz gets on the pot."

I shook my head in understanding. My stomach was 
beginning to ache from all of the water flowing into me.

"I need to sit down, Jessie." I informed her.

"Yuz sits, honeychild, when I tellz yuz ta sits," she 
said appraising the contents remaining in the bladder. 
"Hmmm, seems to be a bucketload left in here to squirts 
in ta that whorin hole."

She wrapped her other meaty hand around the bladder and 
gave it a squeeze. I thought my fucking insides were 
going to explode.

"Now yuz can sits down and gets all that nasty scum 
outcha."

I barely made it to the toilet before jettisoning the 
waters with a whoosh. Jessie ordered me to stand up to 
repeat my cleaning. The repeat cleansing was just as 
uncomfortable as the first. The result was my cunt was 
clean and lacked any vaginal fluid from womb to cunt 
lips. Jessie patted me dry.

"Yuz be a good lil girly and put on this here hospital 
gown. It ain't goin ta cover that fine little white ass 
of yurn, but judgin from what you waz wearin before, you 
won't cares none."

I slipped the gown on and jumped into bed. The orderly 
slipped restraints on my wrists and secured them to the 
bed.

"Jessie, I don't need to be tied down," I complained.

"Yuz shuts yur pie hole. The poolice sez yuz to be cuffed 
so there it be."

She turned out the overhead lights and was gone. I was 
left in the eerie glow of the night-light shinning from 
the bathroom.

Hours went by. The effects of the drugs still ran ramped 
thru my body. I was hallucinating. Colors swirled about 
the room and object that I knew to be stationary were in 
motion. To make matters worse, my cunt was itching like 
crazy. I needed to fuck something, anything. Hell, I 
would have fucked the damn doorknob if I could get out of 
these damn restraints. I thought I would go out of my 
skull. The douching by Jessie only intensified the agony 
raging thru my pussy. My pussy was 'as dry as a popcorn 
fart', as my daddy used to say, and the drug created an 
itching deep in the tissue walls of my pussy.

I was beginning to loose my mind when the door opened. A 
head poked in. It appeared that a male orderly was making 
his rounds and was checking on me.

"Come in darling," I cooed.

As he stepped inside the room, I surveyed this man. He 
was about 5 foot 11 inches tall. His jet-black skin color 
reminding me of black velvet. He was quite thin and 
lanky, with a wiry mustache over his extremely thick 
upper lip. His head was clean-shaven. The most important 
observation though was his long thin fingers, which he 
held before his lips to quiet me

"Look, I really don't have a lot of time to explain but I 
am in agony. Can you help me, please?"

"Lady, I can't help you. If they found out that I was 
even in here, I would lose my job."

When he did not move to leave, I kicked the covers off my 
body. I bent my legs up to my breasts. My pussy bared to 
this stranger. His eye grew to the size of silver dollars 
and his thick lips broke into an ear-to-ear grin.

"Damn that's some nice looking pussy."

"I was given some drugs earlier this evening," I 
explained, "a Spanish fly I think they said. Anyway, my 
pussy itches and it is driving me fucking crazy. Please, 
stick your fingers inside of my pussy. I need you to 
finger fuck me. Please," I pleaded.

He looked around and then blocked the door with a chair. 
He walked to the side of the bed and began to rub my 
cunt.
His fingers were slowly working their way into my dry 
hole.

"That's it baby. Don't worry about hurting me sweetheart. 
Shove those fucking fingers into my cunt. I need to feel 
your fingers as deep as you can get them."

That spurred him into action. His fingers started to slam 
deep into my cunt and the juices started to flow.

"Lady, your pussy is getting so damn wet. You ain't 
pissin on me are you?"

I ground my pussy into his hand wanting him to shove his 
fingers deeper into me. I could feel his fingertips 
tickling my cervix.

"Harder lover harder. Oh, yes. That's the trick. Fuck me 
with those fabulous fingers. Oh, fffuuckkk yyyeeess."

My orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks. I flopped around 
on the bed like a fish on dry land. I squirted a quart of 
pussy cream on Fred's hand. When I quieted down, I 
thanked my newest friend.

"Thank you my dear man. Thank you, I needed that very 
much. You'll never know the pleasure and relief you just 
gave me."

I realized as I stared at this man, that I did not know 
his name.

"Who are you darling," I asked, "and what brought you to 
my room?

"My name is Fred and I am with the night cleaning crew."

This struck me as very comical and I began to laugh. My 
day began with my best friend making me her personal sex 
slave. Next, I stared in a live sex show where I was 
arrested landing me here in the hospital jail ward, 
strapped to a fucking bed. 

Now I was enjoying the finger fucking talent of the 
goddamn night janitor. I found this to be very humorous.

"Quiet down lady or I'm going to get busted." Fred 
sounded agitated.

Fred yanked his finger out of my cunt and covered my 
mouth with his hand. I became aroused again, as the scent 
of my cunt wafted to my nostrils off his fingers. I 
licked the cream from his fingers and Fred's grin 
returned. His fingers returned to my cunt and began 
slowly sliding in and out of my fuck hole.

"You can stop if you want to," I told him.

"If it's alright with you lady, I'll just keep fingering 
you."

"Sure baby, finger my pussy all you want. I'm just going 
to lay back and enjoy."

Fred picked up the pace again. He began to curl the three 
fingers inside my pussy. This had a profound effect on my 
body. Each time he curled his fingers he hit my 'G-spot' 
and my body would quake with pleasure.

"Oh yeah, Fred. That a baby. Fuck mama with those long 
black fingers."

I moved ever closer toward another climax. I thought to 
myself, 'What a fucking slut I had become. In just two 
short weeks, I went from pampered housewife and mother, 
to an incarcerated dog-fucking slave slut. Due to Fred's 
fingering action, I shuddered through the throws of my 
second orgasm as pleasure overwhelmed me.

"Wow! I ain't never seen a white lady cum before. You are 
about the prettiest piece of ass I ever did see."

"I thank you for the compliment, kind sir. Thanks for the 
orgasms, too.

This time Fred began to lick his fingers clean. This 
simple action turned me the fuck on. My hips started to 
rotate and my pussy juiced up all over again.

"Mmmm, Fred, you are turning me on," I moaned, watching 
him lick the pussy cream from his fingers. "Is there 
anything I can do for you?"

"There sure is lady," as Fred hauled out his sizeable 
black dick. "First though, the guard and nurse gotta make 
their bed checks. Then I'll be comin back for my thank 
you's."

My janitor friend slipped out the door and I was alone 
again. I closed my eyes and began to daydream about that 
beautiful big cock. About 30-minutes slipped by when the 
door opened again. A uniformed police officer and a nurse 
stepped in and asked if I was all right.

"Can I have the restraints removed, please?"

"No, it is against hospital and police policy to remove 
the restraints from a prisoner."

"Look, I have not been arrested nor have charges been 
brought against me. Let me out of these damn things!"

"Sorry."

The lights were switched off and the door closed as they 
returned to their rounds.

I was just about to slip into a much-needed sleep when 
the door opened and my janitor friend returned. Fred 
wasn't alone. He had a young friend with him.

"I told you there was a beautiful lady in here all tied 
up."

"Hello, Fred. Who is your friend?"

"This here is Willie. Say hello to the lady, Willie."

"She ain't no fuckin lady. If you did what you said you 
did, and she let you, then she ain't nothin but a street 
ho. A ho on her way to jail."

"Willie, I asked Fred to finger me. You see I was at a 
party and some asshole forced me to take some drugs. One 
of the drugs was called a Spanish fly. I'm not sure what 
it is but it causes my pussy to itch like crazy. I needed 
Fred's fingers, badly."

"Well lady, how you doing now," Willie asked with a grin.

"It's getting a little better but it still is driving me 
nuts. Here check it out for yourself."

I kicked the covers off again and pulled my legs back to 
expose my pussy.

"Wow, lady. That's a might fine look hole you got there."

"Thanks you Willie but I bet you say that to all the 
ladies." I said, hoping the humor would calm him down. 
"Do you guys think you might want a some of this?"

Fred was the quickest. He was first to unzip his pants 
and stepped out of them. Skinny Freddie had a dick that 
promised to reach about 10-inches long. He climbed 
between my legs and thumped his pecker against my cunt to 
make it hard. Then he slowly slid that black meat into 
me.

"Oh baby! This is what my cunt needed. A nice big dick 
sliding back and forth inside me."

We both knew to be quiet. It was difficult because it 
felt sooo fucking good. Therefore, I held my sexual 
noises down to only small grunts and whispers of 
encouragement.

"That's it Freddie. Uummffff," I grunted. "Fuck this 
white pussy. Use my cunt for your pleasure. Dump your cum 
deep inside of me."

Fred went crazy when I whispered those words in his ear. 
He began to fuck my cunt long and hard. With a groan, 
"Mmmmmm!" Freddie dumped his huge sticky load of cum deep 
in my cunt. Fred just lay atop my body catching his 
breath.

"Thank you Fred," I panted into his ear. "That was 
great."

Fred dislodged his cock from my pussy with a loud pop. 
His cum tickled my pussy lips as it bubbled from deep 
within me. I looked over at the teenage boy and asked, 
"Willie, do you want some sloppy seconds?"

"Hell yes. I ain't never had me a white woman before."

Willie was a stocky kid about 5-foot 9-inches tall. 
Dropping his pants, a mule's dick sprang forth from 
between his legs. The fucking thing was hard as a rock 
and was as long as my forearm. The formidable head was 
the size of a can of soda. The damn thing slapped his 
belly with every heartbeat.

"What in the fuck do we have here? Bring that fucking 
piece of beef to momma."

He crawled between my legs and lubed the head of his cock 
with Fred's cum as it leaked from my hole. He placed the 
head at the entrance of my cunt and slammed himself balls 
deep on the first drive.

"Hmmmpppff," was all that pushed past me lips.

Willie set a furious pace dragging that monster back 
until my cunt lips clung to the mushroom shaped head; 
only to plunge hard to the bottom of my cunt.

"That's it stud. Fuck that cunt. Make me cum baby. Make 
this white whore cum all over your big black cock."
Fuck me is what Willie did. For the nest 20-minutes his 
gigantic cock pounded into me.

"Oh, Williiieee. I.....am.....cumingggggggg."

"Lady, that was fucking real nice. But cha see, I ain't 
never fucked a women in her ass. What say to a shot in 
the ol' pooper?"

"That's fine with me but you'll need something better to 
lube my ass up than Fred's spunk."

Johnny on the spot was Freddie. He reached into his back 
pocket and produced a tube of something called 'Shine'.

"It's for shinning up my head," Fred reported as way of 
explanation.

Willie grabbed it from his hand and stuck the tube in my 
asshole. The goo that squirted into me was cold and 
slick. Then he pulled his dick out of my cunt.

"Oh Willie, my hole feels so empty without that fucking 
monster shoved into me."

Willie could give a shit. He squirted a little goo onto 
his cock and rubbed it around.

"Ready, lady?"

"Yeah, but go slow. That fucker could rip a hole in the 
ozone."

Willie eased the head of his massive cock past my 
sphincter. Slowly it sank deeper and deeper. With my legs 
up against my tits, Willie had a straight shot down into 
my ass tunnel. Willie pushed his cock into in one long 
slow steady motion. 

Once Willie's ball mashed against my ass cheeks, he again 
started to fuck me with long powerful strokes. Willie was 
enjoying a tight fuck in my ass canal. I suspected my 
teenage lover would not last long. As his cock began to 
swell inside of my ass, I clamped down on it with my 
muscles. Willie's cock was held fast in my grip. I 
messaged his shaft by varying the pressure along the 
tunnel walls of my ass. This had the desired effect. 
Willie shot a hot load of cum deep into my ass. 

As with Freddie, Willie just lay on top of my body until 
he recovered. I could feel his cock shriveling up inside 
me. His cock made a popping sound as it pulled free of my 
hole. His soiled cum flowed from my asshole and pooled on 
the sheet below.

"Oh, fuck lady. That was one nice fuck. Thank you very 
fucking much."

"You gentlemen both deserve my thanks. I am the one with 
the itch and you both scratched it nicely. I hope I see 
you both again sometime. Willie, would you be a love and 
get a washcloth to clean me up a little. Then you guys 
better get the fuck out of here."

The warm washcloth felt good. My lovers covered me back 
up and split. I was alone again in the glow of the night-
light. Contented, I nodded off to sleep.

In the morning, a tiny little woman entered the room. She 
was about 4 foot 11 inches tall and looked to all the 
world as a nurse. She really was a Nazi stormtrooper in 
disguise.

Good morning Mrs. Mumford," She greeted me. "How are we 
feeling this morning after our little adventure 
yesterday? My name is nurse Georgette Donner and I am the 
day nurse in the jail ward. This morning I am going to 
put a catheter inside you to relieve your bladder. Now 
hold still while I slip this inside you."

"Are you fucking nuts," I screamed.

I started to bounce my ass all around the bed. There was 
no way she was going to put that fucking thing inside of 
me.
"That's it girly," announced Georgette.

She stormed to the door and yelled for the orderlies.

Two large women came on the run and entered the room.

"Are you going to cooperate?"

"Fuck all of you," was my caustic response.

They pulled the covers back and went to grab my legs. In 
defiance, I let a stream of piss fly. They stood back 
smiling and waited for me to finish. Then they seized my 
legs, bent them back and secured my ankles and knees to 
the frame of the bed. 

After the orderlies changed the sheet on my bed, 
Georgette pulled a step stool next to the bed and climbed 
between my legs. She lubricated the tip of the catheter 
and slipped the end into my pee hole. As she thread the 
catheter into me it felt like the rotorooter guy was 
scraping a drainpipe clean. My pee hole and urinary walls 
were burning as if a fire was raging inside me.

"You fucking cunts. When my husband finds out how you are 
treating me he is going to sue you."

"Not likely Ms. Mumford," the nurse grinned. "The last 
thing I heard your husband say this morning was that he 
hoped you would be happy burning in hell."

I was dumbstruck. I could not believe my ears.

"Ray was here?"

I lie silently tied to the hospital bed as the nurse 
finished her torturous task. Then she hooked the tubing 
into a collecting bag and hung the bag off the side of 
the bed. A trickle of yellow fluid dripped from my body 
and collected in the bag. As nurse Georgette messaged the 
region of my stomach with her fists, she turned to the 
orderlies and related to them in great detail the story 
of my arrest.

"Seems we have here one of those uptown rich bitches who 
was bored with her life. She joined one of those sex 
clubs as the featured performer. Her and some big buck of 
a black man were entertaining some out of town mobsters 
when the cops moved in."

She twisted the catheter around inside of me and they all 
laughed as I squirmed. My discomfort was a source of 
amusement for them. Then the nurse noticed cum oozing 
from my cunt.

"What the fuck is this," she bellowed. "Who was in here 
last night? Who was fucking this pussy?"

"I don't remember. I was still high from the drugs that I 
was forced to take at the party."

This seemed hilarious to them. "Yeah, right bitch." I 
could still hear them laughing at me as the door closed 
behind them. 

A few minutes later a male orderly came in to feed me 
breakfast. I eat in silence as he stared at my uncovered 
pussy.

"I have to use the bathroom."

"I am truly sorry. Only the nurses or guards can release 
the restraints. Here let me slide this bedpan into place. 
I will return a little later to clean everything up."

This was disgusting and dehumanizing. I was furious, yet 
I did not know who should be the focus my anger.

Sometime in the afternoon, the DA, Max Finestien, came in 
to the room. I knew Max and his wife from the club. 
Accompanying Max was a court reporter and a very 
handsome, well-dressed gentleman that introduced himself 
as Bud Weber, my lawyer assigned to me from the Public 
Defenders office. It was a little embarrassing to be hog 
tied to the bed with a catheter sticking in my cunt, but 
at least I was somewhat covered.

"Isn't my husband getting me a lawyer?"

"I am sorry Mrs. Mumford but it is my understanding that 
your husband has washed his hands of this whole affair," 
said Max. "Seems he is getting a lawyer to file for a 
divorce as soon as possible. As is usual in such matters, 
your assets are frozen at this time. I thought it prudent 
to assign a PDA for this interrogation and the subsequent 
preliminary hearing. Now let's get on with the 
questioning."

For the next hour, this man whose family I have dined 
with, proceed to tell me my life was over. I was to be 
charged with every law dealing with indecency and 
pornography. Just for giggles, they threw in dealing in 
narcotics and something about conspiracy referring to the 
REECO act. My audience last night it seems were members 
of the Mafia. I was stunned.

"Look, Max. I do not understand any of this. Ken and Sue 
Giovanni blackmailed me into performing. Sue drugged me 
and Robert the bartender at the Club screwed me for the 
pleasure of Ken and his sick friends. I have never seen 
any of them before. Therefore, I can not answer any of 
your questions because I don't know shit."

"Jill, we have film and tape recording from last nights 
little affair," Max said. "At the very least you are 
facing jail time on the porn charges. Help us out here. 
We really do not want you. Give us something to slam the 
door on these wise guys."

The truth can set you free. They were trying to use me to 
get at Ken and the other shits. A light clicked on in my 
head, 'The discussion the men were having when I walked 
up to the table last night'.

"Can I talk to me lawyer in private?"

"Sure, Jill."

He and the stenographer stepped out of the room. I was 
deep in thought when Bud cleared his throat.

"I'm sorry Mr. Weber. I was think back to something that 
occurred last night. I am still a little groggy from 
whatever drugs they forced down my throat. Can I have 
some water please."

Bud held the glass and I drank from the straw. I was 
uncomfortable bound to the bed in this position. I tried 
to wiggle my torso for some relief. The cold air on my 
pussy told me that Bud was now front row and center to 
the beaver show.

He looked angry as he covered my lower body. "What are 
they doing to you in here? What the hell kind of barbaric 
place is this? I'll get this taken care of."

"Bud, that would be greatly appreciated. It feels as if I 
have been transported back in time to the Bedlam Asylum."
"Jill, lets get the DA working on getting you out of 
here. Tell me your story then I'll round up the head of 
this hospital."

I though about the party, then I told Bud, "When I 
arrived at the Club last night the men were in a heated 
discussion concerning a shipment."

"Jill can you remember where and when this shipment was 
to arrive?"

"Yes. It is arriving at the West Bay Marina. I am 
positive the shipment is coming in tonight. Do you think 
this information can help me cut a deal?"

"Jill, it is your only chance. Let me talk to the DA."

It took Bud ten minutes to cut the deal. I would walk on 
all charges if the information proved valuable and 
resulted in an arrest. I agreed and related the story to 
Max and the stenographer for the record.

"Well Jill truly I hope this pans out," Max said. "I 
don't like to see you hung out to dry while your friend 
are all out on bail."

"What? I'm in here and they're out free? Max, you have to 
get me out of this hospital. These nurses are like Nazi's 
in the goddamn Gestapo."

"Jill you are in jail. What did you expect? Look, I'll 
see what I can do."

"Max, they've stuck a catheter in her and she is trussed 
up like a animal," Bud said coming to my aid. "This is 
cruel and inhuman. I want it stopped!"

For the next hour, I was again alone. Nurse Georgette 
returned in a very bad mood.

"A Nazi am I? I'll show what a goddamn Nazi can do when 
she is pissed off."

She grabbed her stool, threw back my covers and climbed 
between my legs. Grabbing my catheter, she began to saw 
it back and forth inside my urinary track. The pain was 
excruciating. I started to yell for help but Georgette 
shoved a washcloth in my mouth and continued the tortuous 
motion. I cried in muffled silence. I was at the mercy of 
this sadistic cunt. She produced a rubber band and like a 
malicious child, she repeatedly snapped my clitoris. Then 
she yanked the catheter out of my pee hole. She slapped 
my twat with an open hand. Then Georgette put the rubber 
band around my clitoris. She wound it around until it was 
strangling my clit in a viselike grip.

"So we like sex do we?"

She climbed down from the bed and went to the bathroom. 
She returned with the enema bag filled with steaming 
water. She hung the bladder from the IV stand and climbed 
aboard again. Unceremoniously she shoved the nozzle into 
my ass and released the flow. Georgette reinserted the 
catheter into my now tightly squeezed pee hole. This was 
not sex. This was lesbian rape and torture. I was in 
agony. Georgette greased my vaginal opening and slip on a 
rubber glove.

"The Gestapo wishes to conduct a cavity search.''

My eyes bulged from their sockets. The bitch proceeded to 
insert her fingers into my cunt. She started with two 
then worked in the third digit. She managed the forth. 
She pushed, pulled and molded my cunt. Finally, her thumb 
joined her fingers and her hand slid in to the wrist.

"Ever been fist fucked my dear?"

Her hand formed a fist inside of me and she started 
vigorously punching into my vaginal cavity. Seconds 
seemed like hours. Minutes stretched into an eternity. 
Georgette eventually tired from the exertion and ceased 
the ravaging of my cunt. Her hand remained lodged inside 
of me.

"Let's see how the enema is progressing."

She reached up with her free hand and squeezed the 
bladder. The bladder emptied into my bowels. Reaching 
into her pocket, she produced a rubber buttplug. She 
pulled the nozzle out of my asshole and with a minimal of 
force, the buttplug lodged firmly in my ass. The hand 
fucking me uncurled and she played with the plug thru the 
thin membrane of my pussy wall. My mind was spinning out 
of control. This lesbian beast was raping me and madness 
was beginning to creep into my brain. She twisted her 
hand around inside my cunt and found my cervix. The drugs 
ingested last night left me still slightly dilated.

"What have we here my dear? Still open from your fucking 
party last night?"

She wormed a finger into my womb. She proceeded to push 
her finger deeper into my womb. She managed to insert her 
entire finger into me.

"Now for some real sex. What say my pretty?"

Her remaining fingers curled into a fist again and she 
began to ram into my cunt with all of her strength. My 
mind began to shut down. Then a small voice emerged from 
the depth of my mind. 'Oh that feels sooo good. Hey cunt, 
don't pass out you'll miss the best part. Why not lay 
back and enjoy the fun? If this lesbian bitch wants sex, 
give her sex.' The slut in me surfaced to protect my mind 
from the madness. I began to rotate my ass and push 
against her fist. I fucked myself onto her arm. Her free 
hand grabbed the catheter again and sawed it back and 
forth inside me. Amazingly, I rushed towards an orgasm. 

The nurse was breathing like a steam engine and she had a 
wild look on her face. She took a firm hold of the rubber 
band and the catheter. She then yanked both free 
simultaneously. As blood rushed back into my clit, I felt 
the sensation as if a thousand of needle pricking my 
clit. She had taken me to the edge of pleasure and the 
brink of madness. She pinched my clit between two of her 
fingernails as she slammed her fist into me. The room 
swam in a pool of melting colors. The climax of my life 
exploded throughout my entire body. I screamed my release 
into the washcloth. My eyes fluttered and I passed out.

Nurse Georgette, formally of the SS, revived me with 
smelling salts.

"From this point forward you will treat me with respect. 
You will be polite and you will do as I tell you. Is that 
clear?"

A now familiar response pushed past my lips, "Yes 
mistress Georgette."

"Well now. That is a good little slut. Since you enjoyed 
our first lesson so much, I think a reward is in order."
Georgette released the restraints.

"Get out of bed and use the bathroom. Then I'll march 
your ass down to the showers."

It was great to get out of bed. I moved on unsteady feet 
but I managed to shuffle to the bathroom. My SS guard 
reached behind me and pulled the buttplug out of my 
asshole. The enema had worked wonders. I shit my brains 
out. Next was the promised trip to the showers and the 
bathing of my sore used body. Nurse Georgette saw to my 
douching personally.

"We don't want our little jailbird going home all soiled. 
Do we? By the way honey, I checked the hall monitors and 
found your late night callers. Fred and Willie will 
regret their visit."

"Mistress Georgette, please forget it happened," I 
pleaded. "They were just two guys that helped me thru the 
agony of the drugs. Please, I will make it up to you 
somehow. I promise."

"Ok, I'll forget it if you visit me at my house after you 
are released. I have some friends that would love to meet 
you."

"Sure! Why not," I sighed. My little voiced asked, 
'What's one more master in control of my life anyway?'

I returned to my bed and Nurse Georgette left me 
unrestrained for the remainder of the night. Dinner, 
served at 6PM, was nothing special. Pot roast that the 
kitchen conveniently cut into bite size pieces was served 
with mashed potatoes and peas, accompanied by a plastic 
tumbler of milk. The plastic spoon insured that my wrists 
were safe. It felt good to not to have an orderly feed 
me. The staff allowed me to roam about my room after 
dinner. The exercise helped my body recover a bit. They 
even offered me a choice of reading material. I was 
amazed at the privileges one could receive by fucking the 
staff. I slept undisturbed thru the night and woke up 
refreshed and looking forward to news of the bust.

Around 10AM, Bud Weber flung the door open and said, 
"What in the hell is a free woman doing in this jail 
ward."

He tossed a bag on the bed that contained some clean 
clothes that he had retrieved from my wardrobe at home.
I bounded into his arms like a little girl. I wrapped my 
legs around his body. I had forgotten that I was clad 
only in a hospital gown. His hands clasped my bare ass 
and we both jumped away from each other as if snake 
bitten.

"Oops, sorry about that," I apologized.

"Oh that's alright. Let me give some privacy while you 
dress then we will get you out of here."

Bud helped speed up the procedure of processing me out of 
the hospital. It was a painless except for when the 
police returned my personal belongings.

"Mrs. Mumford?"

His nametag indicated a Sargent Chadney was addressing 
me.

"Yes, Officer Chadney."

"These are your personal effects. Please confirm each as 
I read them from this list. Item one, a leather bustier. 
The item I am returning is in the same condition as 
received upon your incarceration. Specifically, the 
material normally covering the nipples appears 
intentionally removed. Item two, a matching leather 
crotchless panty. Item three, thigh high leather boots. 
Item four, a gold chain with adjustable clips fixed at 
each of each three end-points. Is this a correct listing 
of the items taken from you on the night you were 
incarcerated?"

"Yes officer these are the items I was wearing when I was 
brought in. I minor detail though, Sargent. You need to 
speak a little louder. The people outside of the hospital 
might not have heard you clearly."

"Come on Jill. Let's get you home," Bud said as he eyed 
the smiling cop.

The short drive home was completed in silence.

"Bud, please come in. I have a million question."

"Ok. Jill, before we go in, I have some bad news."

"What's that, Bud."

"Your husband has packed up your children and went to 
stay with his folks. He told Max he was going to get the 
kids as far away from you as earthly possible."

"Oh my god, Bud. He's not even going to hear my side of 
the story?"

"No, Ken and Sue visited him shortly after they were 
bailed out. I suspect irreparable damage was done after 
hearing their tales because he was out over here within 
an hour."

"Those fucking bastards. I'm going to get even with them 
if it takes the rest of my life."

Bud face broke into a very large smile as he took my arm 
and escorted me into my house.

"Why don't you make us both a drink and I will tell you a 
story that will warm the cockles of your heart."

I mixed us a gin and tonic and told Bud, "Tell me 
everything and don't leave out any details."

"Sit back and enjoy. Based on your information, the 
police set up surveillance at the marina. Your 
information was golden. 

Ken, his wife Sue and a fella named Carlos Rodriguiz 
showed up at about 11PM last night. They met a 75-foot 
yacht at the docks and went onboard. The police moved in 
and busted them and the crew with 2 tons of pure, uncut 
cocaine. A brief gun battle ensued and Ken was shot in 
the balls."

"No! How bad is it?

"Well they saying downtown that Ken will be changing his 
name to Barbie. It blew is cock and balls clean off."

I fucking lost it. Bud and I laughed so hard that we were 
both crying.

Finally, I asked, "What about Sue?"

"Word is she tried to hide with Carlos in the hold of the 
yacht where the coke was stored. Carlos popped a couple 
of rounds off and the return police fire killed him and 
wounded her. The funny thing about it was that several 
bundles of coke were blown apart from all the gunfire. 
Poor Sue, she inhaled a massive dose. She has not shut up 
since her arrest."

After I gained my composure again, I hugged Bud.

"The police have rounded up several more bad guys since 
the bust went down. Besides the Giovanni's, they have 
hauled in Chin Woo, a major player that controls the drug 
and smuggling trade in the Pacific Rim. In addition, 
Samuel 'Stone' Stoneman was picked up. He is the head of 
the 'Stones,' a very nasty and violent downtown street 
gang. They are into drugs, prostitution and extortion. 
They also arrested one William 'the Bull' Salvatori, the 
West Coast head of the crime syndicate."

"Not Bill. He can't be a mobster. Oh poor Bill. He was 
rather nice to me. He has a beautiful Great Dane at his 
house."

Bud looked at me oddly and I became embarrassed. Had he 
heard the story of my love for dogs?

"Jill, that is very odd. When he was arrested, he had his 
lawyer arrange to have his dog brought here for 
safekeeping."

My eyes near sprung from my head, "What?"

"Yeah, he's out back."

I ran thru the house, flung the backdoor open, and was 
greeted with the wettest kiss in dog history.

"Ranger! It's so good to see you, boy. Bud, isn't he the 
most beautiful creature you have ever seen?"

"Well he is certainly the biggest dog I have ever seen."

"Come on in big fella."

Ranger bounded into the house and made himself right at 
home by curling up on the couch.

"Mr. Salvatori has asked that you get in touch with him 
as soon as it is convenient."

"Where? Is he still in jail?"

"Hell no. He's a mobster. The ink was not even dry on his 
arrest paperwork and he was walking the streets. His 
lawyer said for you to call him at this number."

Bud handed me a business card from some law firm 
downtown, on the back was a telephone number.

"I am sincerely grateful for all of your help. How can I 
ever repay you?"

"Well my dear, since I am just a meager servant of the 
people. How about taking me out to dinner some night?"

I smiled and squeezed his arm; "It's a date Bud. Let me 
deal with the issue of divorcing my husband and fighting 
for the custody of my children. Then we'll go out to the 
best meal of your life. I promise!"

"Ok, give me a call if you need anything at all. I mean 
it, anything."

I stood on my tiptoes, kissed his lips softly, and then 
hugged him to me. I whispered into his ear, "Thank so 
very much."

Bud was out the door and Ranger was watching me with his 
soft eyes.

I picked up the telephone and called Bill.

"William Salvatori, please," I asked the voice answering 
the telephone. "Please tell him it is Jill Mumford."
After a brief delay, "Jill! How the hell are you."

"I'm fine Bill. How are you?"

"Super! Say how is Ranger getting along?"

"He has made himself right at home. I was very surprised 
to find him here."

"Yeah, well with all the shit that has gone down the last 
couple of days I figured he would be best off with 
someone that can show him love. I am a little 
preoccupied."

"Bill, look why don't we meet for dinner and we can catch 
up on the latest news."

"Tonight ok sugar?"

"Sure. Where?"

"You know the place. Say about 8PM?"

"I'll be there."

I feed Ranger a steak from the fridge. Then I showered up 
and drove over to Dominic's. The Maitre'd led the way 
thru the restaurant to a private room. I suspected that 
Bill wanted to be away from prying eyes and unwanted 
eavesdropping. Bill was seated alone in the booth but two 
giant bodyguards sat at a nearby table.

"I heard you had been arrested, Bill."

"Yes, that blabber mouth cunt Sue dropped a dime on me. 
My lawyers tell me not to worry though. The charges won't 
stick. Look Jill, I am sorry you were mixed up in this. 
Ken was a shit. I hope you don't blame me for crap that 
bastard dumped on you. I swear to you, I did not know 
until after the arrested that Ken was blackmailing you. I 
thought you were some floozy he had in his stable."

"No Bill, I don't blame anyone but myself. Ken just took 
advantage of the situation. I guess my adventure on the 
'wild side' was really something driving me all along."

"Jill, for what it is worth, you are the most beautiful 
woman I have ever met. You are the most uninhibited woman 
I have had the pleasure to meet, too. Let's have some 
dinner. I have a little proposition for you."

A parade of waiter's appeared. A feast was laid before 
Bill and I. The appetizer was calamari, lightly saut‚ed 
to a pale gold color. They were sweet and tender and the 
marinara dipping sauce was hearty and spicy. A fresh 
salad was followed by the main course. An East Coast 
White fish with a lemon capper butter sauce. An 
accompanying side of pasta topped with marinara was 
perfect. Sorbet was served for dessert. I was ravenous 
and ate everything in sight.

Bill chuckled and said, "Hospital food not to your liking 
my dear?"

"Oh Bill it was horrible. I was treated like dirt in 
there. I never want to see that place again."

After dinner, I invited Bill to stop at my house to say 
hello to Ranger. The bodyguards waited outside as Bill 
and I enjoyed coffee and quite conversation.

"Jill, I heard about you and your husband splitting up. I 
wish I could help."

"I can't expect Ray to forgive me, Bill. After Sue and 
Ken visited him, my fate was sealed. I feel I have lost 
everything."

My tears fell from my eyes and my heart broke. The sudden 
awareness that I had lost everything overwhelmed me. I 
felt dead inside. Bill took a seat on the sofa next to 
me. Ranger whimpered and put his massive head in my lap. 
Bill pulled me into his arms and held me through my 
crisis.

"I know I'm not high on your list of friends at the 
moment, but Jill I can be a friend."

I lifted my head and looked him in his eyes. I swear I 
could see kindness and heartfelt sympathy in those eyes.

"Bill, I desperately need a friend. I probably will never 
see my children again. My house and home are lost. 
Everyone knows about my arrest and the circumstances 
surrounding it. I have never worked a day in my life. I 
have no money. So a friend sound very good to me right 
now."

Bill held me to his chest.

"I cannot stop your husband from divorcing you but my 
lawyers can minimize the damage he can do. You will 
probable end up splitting all of the assets. I will bet 
that the courts will grant joint custody. As for a job, I 
don't think that that will be necessary."

"Bill, I'm getting a little suspicious of all this 
generosity. What's up?"

"My wife died some time ago. I have had women in my life 
but not one of them compares to you. I would like you to 
consider moving into the mansion. Just to enjoy one 
another's company. My house is set up with private guest 
quarters. You can come and go as you please."

"Bill you have witnessed my debauchery. Are you sure you 
want me around?"

His face broke into a warm, broad smile; "Ranger and I 
would love for you to live with us."

"You don't care about, well you know."

"No as a matter of fact, I think you know that I love the 
wild side of you and would encourage you to continue. 
What do you say?"

"Look's like you have a new roommate."

I packed up some personal belongings. It was 
heartbreaking to think this would be one of the last 
times I would visit this house. Bill sensing my despair, 
took my face into his giant hands and kissed me with such 
tenderness that my pussy started to get wet. All of my 
problems melted away. . The voice in my head whispered, 
'You've found a home, slut.'

Conclusion


The months rolled by. True to his word, the law firm that 
is on retainer with Bill fought a good battle. The courts 
granted me the right to see my children every other 
weekend. Ray and I agreed to split the summer months and 
holidays evenly. I let Ken buy my half of the house. It 
made sense to keep a stable environment for the children. 

Moreover, it meant that Ken and the kids remained here in 
town. Ray and I are getting along better. I have even met 
the woman that he is dating and although my heart is 
broken, I approve of her. My mother has come around and 
we have begun to talk. I had to remind her about her 
'secret' hatbox full of X-rated toys. I told in her that 
her toys set my feet on this path many years before. She 
has not completely forgiven me but lately she has begun 
hinting at the subject of bestiality when we are alone. 

I suspect there is a skeleton hiding in the family closet 
that I will someday find out about. My children have not 
a clue what went wrong in their lives but we are working 
with a therapist who is helping us find our way. The bad 
guys, except Bill, are all serving time. 

As I said, Bill has great lawyers. After Ken recovered 
from his wounds and the reconstructive surgery, he 
received 25 years in the State Penitentiary. The surgery 
left Ken with a very nice hole to piss thru if he squats 
over a toilet. Like the female of the species. I hear 
that Ken is quite the hit in prison. Sue is to be looked 
after during her 10-year prison term. I asked Bill to 
make arraignments for visitation rights for Sue. The 
guards visit Sue. Various cellmates visit Sue. 

Hell, even the warden has stopped by to visit with Sue. 
Sue once told me, as a girl growing up she always wanted 
to be the most popular girl on the block. I am not sure a 
cellblock is what she had in mind. Carlos's body was 
returned to his brother here in the US. His remains were 
then flown home for burial in South America. Recently, I 
was introduced to Carlos' brother Juan. Juan is a very 
handsome successful businessman here locally. Chin Woo 
managed to be deported back to some Asian country. Sam 
didn't last long in prison. Word on the street is that 
his fellow gang members hired White Supremacists to shank 
him in the back, several dozen times. 

My life is comfortable now. Bill is a wonderful lover, as 
is Ranger. Thank goodness, Bill is not the jealous type. 
I am permitted my dalliances on the side. Bill has 
treated my like a princess. He set up an open expense 
account at Charlene's boutique. I shop there at least 
once a week. He says that I look exhausted when I return 
home from shopping. Maybe I will take Bill along on one 
of my shopping trips soon. I dine frequently at 
Dominic's. The staff treats me as royalty every time I 
visit the restaurant. I have even made the acquaintance 
of that young valet. He has very powerful thighs. Bud 
Weber resigned as a Public Defender and accepted a 
position with a prestigious firm downtown. 

Of course, the firm represents Bill and many of his 
associates. Bud and I dine together occasionally. His new 
penthouse apartment has a great view of the ocean. 

Sunrise over downtown is a spectacular sight over coffee 
in the morning too. Naturally, Robert lost his job at the 
Country Club. I do not think he is regretting it very 
much though. He is my full time bodyguard and chauffeur 
now. I am even a member in good standing at the Country 
Club again. There was some grumbling by the board of 
directors, but my Billy had a chat with them. 

I made friends with Juan, thanks to his association with 
Bill and his friends. Turns out that Juan owns a 
pharmaceutical laboratory, right here in town. Go figure! 
Willie and Fred recently inked a partnership to open a 
janitorial company. Of course silly, the financing was 
thru one of Bill's banking friends. Bill saw to it that 
they were 'awarded' a few lucrative union contacts the 
day they open their doors. Frequently, they find the time 
when cleaning Bill's mansion to visit with me in the 
guesthouse. Life is good.

Right now, I'm headed out for a little fun. As I kissed 
Bill goodbye, I give Ranger a big hug and scratch his 
massive head.

"Bye-bye my two sweeties. I'll be home late tonight so 
don't wait up for me."

"Where are you off too, sweetheart," Bill asks.

"No where special, my love. I am just off to visit a 
nurse I met while I was in the hospital."

THE END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy.  The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form.  Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story;  should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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