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Natalie's Adventures in Time (MF, nc, bdsm, sci-fi)
by Deputy Duffy (stonedog99_1999@yaoo.com)
***
A graduate student uses a time machine to quantum leap
through history. But with a lustful professor choosing
her assignments she sometimes has trouble finding
anything to wear.
***
Natalie was an expert in both history and ancient
languages at Dean University and as such she was the
only student in the history department who knew about
the time machine that Professor Searchem had invented.
Professor Searchem was supervising Natalie's thesis, and
the time machine quickly became an invaluable research
tool.
Natalie was ever so skeptical when she first learned of
the time machine, but she had a small crush on its
inventor, so she sheepishly agreed to be his first test
subject.
In what seemed like a flash, Natalie was sent back in
time, just in time to hear the famous speech that was
delivered on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial in
Washington D.C. on August 28, 1963. By Martin Luther
King, Jr.
When Natalie was brought back, she was a little dazed
and confused, but still amazed at what she had
witnessed. It took a couple of days for the
ramifications of what had happened to her to finally
sink in, and she couldn't wait to experience more.
Although the Professor said he still had a little
tinkering to do with his invention.
For her next assignment, Professor Searchem sent Natalie
back to witness first hand a Civil War battle in 1861.
As a young wife tending to the wounded. In her next
assignment she got to walk in Jaclyn Kennedy's shoes for
a day, whom she just a adored. She even got to kiss
J.F.K, if only for a second, at his inaugural address,
in Washington D.C on January 20, 1961.
While some of her assignments were pleasurable, all were
not. Like the one that sent her back in time, as a
Witch, during the Salem Witch Trials of 1692. It didn't
take long for Natalie to be questioned, put on trail and
ultimately found guilty and sentenced to hang. First
however she ended up being stripped butt naked, and then
tarred and feathered, in front of what seemed like the
whole town. She was also sent back to the 1870's as
young Indian girl, who unfortunately got caught by a
group of nasty cowboys, and ended up being stripped and
sexually molested, before behind tied to a fence pole
and left to bake in the hot sun. Thankfully for Natalie,
Professor Searchem was able to bring her back, before
the inevitable happened in both cases.
In her most recent assignment, she was sent back as the
young wife of a famous abortion doctor in Jan, 1973. She
got to witness first hand just how volatile this issue
was in American history when, on a stormy Friday,
Natalie went to visit her husband at work, passing a
group of angry protestors, spewing their religious
venom, who mistook her reasoning for being there. The
day only got stormier from there, as when they were
eating lunch in her husband's office, they were ambushed
by a group of anti-abortion activists, know as the
Freedom Fighters.
Her husband was brutally beaten by two large men, while
Natalie watched in shock. Natalie was suddenly forced
out the office door and into the main exam room. Once
inside she was stunned to see her husband's young nurse
and his secretary, both standing shoulder to shoulder,
with their hands on top of their heads. What really
shocked her was that they were only wearing their bras
and panties. Natalie quickly found out why, as her dress
was violently ripped from her body, and she was
encouraged to join the other women's poses, with a
violent slap to the ass.
Now surrounded by three men and three women, armed with
guns and knives, the three nearly naked women trembled,
as to the group's intent and their lack of clothing.
Then several minutes later, as one of the female Freedom
Fighters started reading from the Bible, the largest of
the men, who seemed to be the leader, gave the chilling
order to. "STRIP IT ALL OFF."
After much protesting Natalie didn't get the chance to
comply, as the leader impatiently ripped her bra off and
the panties quickly followed. The other two women,
having witnessed Natalie's harsh treatment, quickly
stripped on their own.
The men suddenly grabbed Natalie and she was quickly
forced down onto the exam table, fearing the worse. The
three men, physically held her down, as a large woman
forced her legs into the table's stirrups, strapping
them in with duck-tape. Natalie began screaming bloody
murder, when she saw the large gleaming blade on the
women's razor, as she slid it out of her pocket. Instead
of cutting her, as Natalie feared, she began to dry
shave Natalie's pussy, until it was completely bare.
Leaving her with a red and raw pussy area.
Natalie's eyes bulged in terror again, when they first
saw the large speculum, even before it was being forced
deep inside her freshly shaved pussy. Her hands were
also being duck-taped to the table as well. The grinning
woman suddenly snapped the speculum into the open
position, as the men got their last gropes of Natalie's
small breasts. One of the men even biting on one of her
embarrassingly erect nipples.
Natalie was frantic, but the group of men quickly turned
their attention to the two other naked women. The female
invaders left the room, following the men's orders, to
fetch their getaway vehicle. With the women gone,
Natalie watched in shock as the young nurse and
secretary were forced to their knees. The men seemingly
using this opportunity, to use the women's mouths, for
their own sexual pleasure. Natalie watched, almost ill,
as the women didn't suck, but instead were face fucked
by the men.
Finally, with their faces freshly painted, the two women
were taped together, in a 69 like position. Natalie
thought they were gunna leave now that they had their
fun, but before the group finally fled, she noticed that
the largest of the men, had become erect again. Natalie
couldn't bare to watch now, as he anally raped the
unfortunate woman on top of the 69. Her screams, filling
the room, caused tears to flow, out of all the women.
The naked, bound, women struggled to get free, after the
men finally left, for what seemed like hours, before the
police arrived. The women had to go through the extra
embarrassment of being under the officers' roaming eyes,
as they struggled to cut them free. Natalie seemed to
have it the worse now, as only after she was free, was
she finally able to remove the cruel speculum, which was
still lodge inside of her, as about a dozen male
officers looked on. One of the officers taking pictures,
for evidence.
Shaken by her last couple of assignments, Natalie was a
little hesitant to continue, but the Professor was able
to talk her into one more assignment. Telling her that
he finally felt like he had the kinks worked out of his
invention.
The time machine also offered Professor Searchem the
opportunity to record each of her adventures, and
Natalie noticed that he seemed to watch the videos of
her various ordeals over and over again, especially the
good parts. Professor Searchem was obviously a man who
loved his work, but Natalie was starting to suspect that
he might have an ulterior motive.
So Far, Natalie's assignments had all been chosen by
Professor Searchem, and even she had to admit that he
had done a good job of selecting a variety of times and
places that illuminated the role women played in various
historical periods of the United States.
Natalie was pleased that her next assignment was in the
near past, since it required less research prior to her
trip. It seems that there had been reports a few years
back that one Deputy Duffy had been improperly detaining
female suspects, and stripping them bare. Natalie would
be sent back in time to investigate the relationship
between, "Law Enforcement, Traffic Stops, and Gender
Based Profiling," in Vermont. Natalie almost cherished
the new assignment, as she wanted to expose this Vermin,
once and for all.
The next morning Natalie, dressed in just a small bikini
top, tight denim shorts, and sneakers, awoke to find
herself in the near past. Her red convertible cruised
down the road doing seventy miles an hour. The radio, so
loud she didn't even hear the siren behind her.
"Nice car Professor Searchem," Natalie said with glee.
She had always wanted a convertible and she was also
enjoying the cool breeze that blew through her soft
brown hair, while it also cleared her head.
"Oh my I better slow down," Natalie moaned when she saw
that the speedometer had hit eighty. "No need to run
into the Duffy Clan just yet."
As the car slowed down, Natalie also turned down the
radio, which was blasting out the chorus; "I fought the
law but..." As Natalie instinctively sung along.
"What the!" Natalie cried out when she first heard the
approaching siren. "Please let that be an ambulance."
The sports car slowed down and pulled over to the side
of the road, while Natalie was still too nervous to look
back. Her prayers that the sirens would just pass her
bye went unanswered, instead they settled in right
behind her. Natalie took a deep breath, her eyes flashed
into the car's rear view. The distinctive blue lights
catching them, as the siren stopped.
"Ok stay calm Natalie," she moaned. "I mean there are a
lot of deputies in these parts. What are the chances?"
Staring in her side mirror, Natalie watched as the
driver behind her opened their door and started walking
towards her vehicle, as her heart pounded. She gasped
when she first noticed it was a young looking, male
officer walking her way, dressed in a dark blue uniform,
wearing shinny silver mirrored sun glasses.
"Licenses and registration ma'am," Natalie heard the
officer bark, as her eyes traveled up his uniform, still
praying, until she spotted his nametag, just over his
left shirt pocket. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she
read off each letter, one by one, D. U. F. F. Y.
"Speaka English," the deputy barked, breaking Natalie
from her trance.
Natalie just nodded, and the deputy repeated his initial
command. Natalie was in a fog and she couldn't believe
her dumb luck.
"One sec, Deputy Duffy," Natalie managed, as her eyes
scanned the car's interior. She had only been in the car
for a couple of minutes and she had no idea where
anything was. The young woman also let out a gasp when
she suddenly noticed her attire or lack there of, as it
wasn't what she wore into the time machine. "Professor
Searchem you ass," Natalie moaned.
"Excuse me Ma'am," the deputy snapped.
"Oh nothing, Double Dee, I'm just an ass!" Natalie cried
out, as she suddenly felt sick, as her search for her
license, registration, proof of ownership, had all come
up empty.
"Excuse me Ma'am, but do we know each other?" the deputy
said flashing her a puzzled look.
"Ah No, I'm just."
"Step out of the car Ma'am!" The officer barked, as if
he finally grew tired of the woman's stalling ways.
"But I'm innocent," Natalie cried, not even believing
her own plea. She knew she was in trouble, even before
the cold metal cuffs slapped her wrists behind her back.
The deputy leading her back to his car and then he
pressed her against his patrol car's back door.
"Just need to do a quick pat down," the Deputy hissed
into Natalie's ear. "Anything that might stick me,
needles, a knife, or anything."
Natalie could only shake her head as she prepared for
the deputy's pat down that she had read so much about.
She felt his finger run around her tight short's
waistband and then his hands felt over her front
pockets. Natalie felt flush as he patted her back
pockets and what they sheltered next. The deputy
suddenly pulled back on her wrists and opened the back
door while looking at Natalie's small bikini top.
"Nothing to search up here," he sneered with a chuckle
and pushed her into the back seat, before Natalie could
respond to his quip.
Natalie could only watch as another deputy pulled up to
the scene, and the deputies started to searched her car.
Natalie was more than worried, she had been reading
about Deputy Duffy's adventures first hand on the
Internet and now she sat in the back seat of his car,
fearing the worst. She also searched her brain for
answers as to how she was going to explain her way out
of this jam. She just shook her head, her simple plan of
going to the deputy's favorite bar and searching for any
good looking females, willing to help expose the
deputy's wicked ways, dashed.
On the trip to the station, the deputy questioned
Natalie about her sudden appearance on his radar, as
well as her lack of proof as to whom she was and whose
car she was driving. Natalie felt like a schoolgirl, who
forgot to study and was now giving made up answers to an
oral exam. She also prayed that there wasn't going to be
an "oral exam" back at the station.
She knew she could never tell him why she was really
there. She also knew she couldn't tell him that she was
from the future, as she still had a hard time believing
it herself and she didn't want to end up in the Nut
House.
This was also the first time Natalie was sent back in
time as herself and not playing a character. So now
instead of feeling like she was in someone else's body,
looking through their eyes. She was now looking through
her own dark eyes, feeling her own skin, smelling her
own scents. She already noticed the other big
difference, while her other experiences had seemed
almost dream like. Today everything was crystal clear,
like her senses were on high alert.
Natalie suddenly remembered that unlike her other
assignments, Professor Searchem agreed to bring Natalie,
back from the past, at the crack of dawn, so Natalie
almost managed a quick smile. She figured after all that
she had been through, one day here would be a cake walk,
at least she prayed for as much.
The squad car finally pulled up to the station and
Natalie was pulled out to her feet. She was led by the
deputy past a group of young men who were hanging around
on the back steps. Each one also seemed to be pointing
and giggling. Natalie looked down and suddenly saw why;
her small bikini top no longer concealed her left
nipple. With her hands cuffed behind her back, her small
chest also seemed to be offered up to the young men,
much to their delight and Natalie's horror. She also
found her bikini top's Stars and Stripes design highly
ironic, as now she felt anything but free.
Once inside the station's main office, the Deputy
finally answered Natalie's plea and adjusted her top, by
running his finger underneath each cup, effectively
smoothing out the material. His soft cool skin in sharp
contest to Natalie's burning flesh. A quick feeling that
she had indeed found her man, flooding through Natalie,
as he was quickly living up to his reputation. She also
couldn't believe how real his touch felt to her skin,
unlike her past experiences.
"There yah go Sweetie," the deputy teased, when he was
finished.
"Gee Thanks!" Natalie answered sarcastically.
After the Deputy again questioned the silent Natalie, he
led her down the hall. They stopped in front of a black
door and Natalie cringed as she saw that it was the
infamous processing room. She felt the handcuffs removed
and then she was unceremoniously shoved into the room.
"Wait here," the deputy barked, as he slammed the door
shut, causing Natalie to jump and respond by flashing
him a one-finger salute.
Left alone, she quickly scanned the brightly-lit room,
while she rubbed her wrists. "Wow, it's just like I read
about," Natalie quickly thought.
"Oh My," she moaned, when she focused on the lone
stainless steel table that stood so proudly in the
room's center. She also saw the yellow line, running
along the floor, just in front of it. Natalie moved over
and stood at the edge of the steel table. She shivered
as she ran her hand along its cold shinny surface, as
she wondered just how many naked butts that it had held
over the years. She also knew that due to the
circumstances her naked ass would probably take its
place on the table soon enough, unless she could do some
fast thinking.
Driven by curiosity, she slowly opened the lone draw
that hung just under the table, quickly letting out a
gasp when she spotted the tube of lubricant and box of
rubber gloves. She quickly slammed the draw shut and sat
up on the table, her flushed face in her hands, as she
cursed Professor Searchem and his bright ideas. Quickly
wishing that she never heard of time travel, as it had
caused her so much humiliation lately.
Natalie sat, fidgeting like a child, waiting for the
inevitable, while she wondered how her simple plan had
come undone so quickly. She knew that somehow she had to
get through the day. Then when she woke up in the
morning, she would magically be back in Professors
Searchem's office and hopefully it would all seem like a
dream once again. Only she prayed it wouldn't be a
nightmare.
The door opened a short time later and the young deputy
returned carrying a clipboard. Natalie also felt that he
was a little less imposing now, as she quickly noticed
that he was no longer carrying his gun belt around his
waist.
"Lets go Sweetie Pie, on the yellow line," the deputy
hissed and an extremely nervous Natalie, reluctantly
followed, not even fazed by his pet name.
"Well we ran your tags, it's kind of funny," the deputy
started, as he leaned against the table. "Seems like
your a ghost. The name you gave us, your social security
number, your DOB, nope none of them show up on our
computers, any explanation?"
Natalie just shook her head, she knew her lies were
useless now. The one thing she couldn't figure out, is
why Professor Searchem hadn't come up with a back up
plan, before hand, for what she was to do or say, if by
a small chance, she was pulled over by the deputy.
"Oh ah, here's an interesting one, the licenses plate on
your car."
"What about it?" Natalie interrupted.
"Well they're Ohio Plates, vanity plates in fact, but
Ohio never heard of it." the deputy said reading from
his clipboard. "Any Ideas?"
"What are the letters?" Natalie instinctively asked.
"Well there are six letters, the first ones an S," the
deputy started and Natalie repeated the letter out loud,
as she did with the rest of the letters.
"Seconds a T," "yah T."
"R," "Ok R."
"I," "I, got it."
"P," "Pee."
"M,"
"M right."
"And lastly E," "and E."
Natalie began sounding out the letters out loud. "Let's
see S and then the T, ST... And then an R, STrrrr. And
Iyy." And then as if a light bulb went off in her head.
"StripMe," Natalie said almost with pride, until she
said it again slowly. "Strip me."
"Thank you, you read my mind," the deputy said with a
small evil laugh.
"Wait a minute!" Natalie shrieked, as if it finally hit
her, and she also felt a little silly for playing his
juvenile like word game. She also didn't know if he was
lying or if it was one of Professor Searchem's sick
jokes. "Just wait a second."
"Strip it, Missy!" The deputy barked, as he snapped to
attention, crossing his arms, causing Natalie to jump
back at the deputy's sudden change in demeanor.
"Look can't we talk?" Natalie said, stalling for time,
as her head swirled.
"Talk has got us nowhere," the deputy snapped. "Do it or
I will have to get the sheriff to help!"
"Please not your dad!" Natalie snapped and then covered
her red lipstick covered lips, with her hands.
"For someone who's supposable not from around these
parts, you seem to know an awful lot about us, up here,"
the deputy hissed as he moved closer to Natalie. "Makes
me awful suspicious. Now get your ass naked."
Natalie cringed at his crude words, and it seemed like
that's all she was doing lately. Although she always
felt like she was playing a character, and most of the
time she was forcibly stripped, so she couldn't do
anything about it anyways. Having to strip, in her own
skin, and show her own skin, all while in front of this
law man, seemed a million times worse.
Natalie wiped her brow and kicked off her sneakers, as
the deputy quickly kick them aside. She began to unsnap
her denim shorts next, while wishing the deputy wasn't
standing so close, as she could smell his manly
fragrance. She swore she could even hear his heart
pounding or maybe it was hers. Natalie slowly wiggled
her hips as she tried to pull down her tight shorts.
"Oh my," Natalie quickly cried out and quickly pulled
her shorts back up when she realized that her shorts,
were all that she wore on her lower half.
"Ah Problem?" Duffy hissed.
"Yah I think someone forgot something?" An embarrassed
Natalie moaned, as she realized this was another one of
Professor Searchem's sick jokes.
"Did someone leave the house today, sans panties?" The
deputy teased. "I mean it's 45 degrees out and you're
dressed like your going to a pool party, or working Main
Street. Yet you tremble with innocents, afraid to show
me what little remains to my imagination."
Natalie looked into the deputy's eyes, as if he
understood her inner emotions.
"What are you hiding?" The deputy hissed, quickly
erasing Natalie's thought.
"Nothing I swear, it's just, I mean your a man, can't
I," Natalie stopped her sentence in mid stride, not
believing that she was thinking of asking him for a
female deputy, like so many women before her had
probably done.
"I'm just doing my job Missy, now strip or else!" The
deputy snapped.
She could tell by the tone of his voice that it was her
last warning. Natalie couldn't stop her hands from
shaking as much as she wanted to rob him of the tell
tale sign of shame, as her hand reached behind her neck.
She slowly pulled the bow of her bikini top, from behind
her neck, and while pressing her other hand to her
chest. She untied the one behind her lower back as well.
The deputy held his hand out as Natalie filled her chest
with air and then pulled the top out from underneath her
hand and placed it in his hand. Natalie watched as he
bald it up into his hand, shocked that it was so small,
it fit right into the palm of his hand.
"Now lose the shorts!" The deputy hissed, as if he was
tiring of the struggle.
Natalie was in her own struggle, as she fought back some
tears, as her shorts finally found their way to the
floor. She bent her knees and quickly bent down and
picked up the shorts and handed them to the deputy. Who
quickly dropped them, along with her top, on top of her
discarded sneakers. Natalie could only stare longingly
at her small pile.
The deputy could only chuckle at the pose that Natalie
now struck. It was the one arm across the chest and the
other hand covering the crotch one. Deputy Duffy almost
smiled, he'd seen it a million times and he had a simple
cure for the silly pose.
"Lets go, arm's behind your head, lock them fingers,
elbow's back, arch that back, spread them feet!" He
barked out like a Drill Sergeant, while he also assisted
a slow moving Natalie into position. "Now stay put."
Natalie could only gasp at the humiliating pose she now
found herself quivering in, as the young deputy circled
her. Natalie was surprised to find the deputy's eyes
taking in every inch of her naked body. She thought he
almost moved around her like a Concurring Warrior.
She still couldn't believe how different this felt
today, as now this was her body on display in all its
nakedness. Her pale skin, her small breasts, her small
pink nipples, that had become embarrassingly erect, and
her shaved pussy. Natalie still couldn't believe the
last one.
Natalie, who had been forcibly shaved in her last
adventure, shaved it clean when she got back to the
present. Just to see what it felt like, as she had never
done it before. She regretted it the second she
finished, as she remembered just how puffy and pink, her
pussy really was, and now she REALLY regretted it.
"Reach down and grab them ankles," the deputy said,
interrupting Natalie's thoughts. With a push on
Natalie's back, she slowly bent over, until she could
grab her ankles, and then the deputy stepped back to
take in the rear view that he liked so much.
It took Natalie all she could muster to maintain the
humiliating position, as her mind flashed the fact that
she was totally shaved again, not even a whisker to hide
her special places from the deputy's view. This fact
didn't go unnoticed by the deputy either, as his groin
stirred, as the contrast between Natalie's white skin
and her pink pussy, provided him quite the erotic scene.
Seemingly stirring the deputy's need for more
"Reach back and spread your ass cheeks!" The deputy
barked.
Natalie snapped up at the lewd command, before
screaming. "No Fucking Way!"
"FUCKING WAY!" The deputy screamed back louder as he
quickly pushed Natalie over to the steel table. "Up we
go."
Natalie found herself reluctantly climbing up on the
dreaded table. She shrieked at the coldness of the
surface as she tried to lie face down, but the deputy
had other ideas, as he guided her into position, which
was the classic doggie position. Then he grabbed her
legs and spread them wide apart, but when he let go
Natalie quickly closed them back up, as she shook her
head. A split second later she felt a stinging slap to
her left ass cheek, and then the right, as the sound of
smacking flesh filled the room, along with Natalie's
cries of mercy.
The deputy spread Natalie's legs apart again, although
this time her knees were spread even further apart. She
was now almost in a full split. Natalie's chest sunk to
the table, as she gasped, when her red-hot nipples met
the table's cold surface, once again.
"Please," was all Natalie could muster, when she saw
the, pissed looking, deputy open the table's draw, while
looking back between her lewdly spread open legs. She
could also see just how exposed this position left her.
She watched with fright as the deputy took out the box
of rubber gloves and tube of lubricant that she saw
earlier and sat them down on the table just inches away
from Natalie's glistening pussy.
"Reach back and spread your pussy lips for me," the
deputy said, punctuating his lewd command with a smack
on a protesting Natalie's ass, a second quickly
following. Natalie, feeling like a scolded puppy,
followed his perverse order, as her ass was already on
fire. Her hand slowly moved between her legs. A low moan
leaving her lips as she realized just how wet her
southern lips had become when her finger's slowly moved
her tender folds of flesh apart.
Natalie just closed her eyes tight as the sight of her
newly exposed pink flesh was too much, as was the
devilish look on the deputy's face. Natalie still
couldn't believe what she was doing, when to make
matters worse, she felt another finger join her own. She
felt it slide up and down her spread pussy lips, her
body quivering when it ran over her engorged clit.
Suddenly the finger entered her with amazing ease.
Natalie's body again quivering in response, a small moan
escaping from her mouth. The deputy enjoying his work,
but maybe not as much as Natalie.
Natalie, who would always laugh when she read about
woman becoming aroused when they were cavity searched,
would laugh no more. A second finger also slid deep
inside of Natalie, who soon found herself almost
literally fucking the deputy's fingers, by squeezing her
inner muscles, while also clenching her ass cheeks. His
finger's even found her special spot, causing more moans
of pleasure, as her distinctive arousal aroma floated up
to her nostrils. The smell seemingly breaking her from
her trance, as she suddenly realized just what he was
doing, and what she was surprisingly enjoying.
"My God," Natalie moaned, as she slid forward to escape
the deputy's expert fingers, just in time. "Please I'm
clean."
"We shall see!" The deputy hissed, as he pulled her back
into position.
He grabbed and snapped on a rubber glove. The
distinguishable sound causing Natalie's head to snap
around. She saw the Deputy holding his right hand in the
air, index finger extended. She watched aghast, as he
began applying some lubricant to the lucky finger.
Through Natalie's eyes, he looked much like a doctor
about to perform a rectal exam.
"But he isn't a doctor, he's some CHIP'S wanna-be, and
now his finger," before Natalie could finished her
thought, she felt his finger make its first contact with
her anus. Petrified, she clinched her teeth and tried to
relax her ass, as difficult as that was, as the finger
slowly made its way into the passage that Natalie was
saving for the man of her dreams, not the man of her
night horrors.
Natalie backside was wiggling back in forth, much to the
deputy's pleasure, as his finger purged ahead, deeper
and deeper. All traces of pleasure gone, a small tear
rolled down Natalie's cheek as much as she wanted to rob
him of the satisfaction. She suddenly felt the shame
that so many a woman had suffered on this very table.
The sound of rubber snapping again, startled Natalie,
again. She also realized her cavities were free from
invaders, just before the deputy announced that she was
clean. Natalie previously tensed body collapsed onto the
table, as a wave of relaxation flooded her system, she
also felt anything but clean.
"Thank God that's over with, I made it!" Natalie
groaned.
"Over, were not done yet," Natalie heard the deputy hiss
as she looked up. Natalie took a few seconds to clear
her glassy eyes, and then her eyes saw blue, uniform
blue. She looked up and noticed her face was just inches
from the deputy's crotch, his pants doing little to hide
his tell tale signs of excitement.
"What the...Don't even think," Natalie screeched as she
tried to move away, but the deputy had her hair in a
strangle hold.
"I don't think you realize just how much trouble you are
in missy," the deputy growled.
Natalie knew all to well what part of her incarceration
this was, although she almost forgot about it. She also
remembered reading about just how much he liked the
bargaining part. She also wondered just how many women
before her, have had to suck his cock on this very
table. Swallowing their pride, before swallowing his
cum, all for a chance at freedom.
"Please what about my rights?" Natalie cried, as she
shuddered with the thought.
"Your rights...They start right here!" The Deputy
snapped, as he slid his fly down.
"No way!" Natalie screamed, as she shook her head away
from the deputy. "I won't suck your cock! I just won't."
The deputy just laughed. "A blow job, that's just the
appetizer, in as much trouble as you are in, you will
have to offer me a couple of other warm places to hide
my cock that have sparked my interest."
Natalie suddenly scooted to her knees, in desperation,
as she shook her head frantically, finally breaking free
from his grip. His devilish intentions flashing through
her mind.
"Plus you're all lubed up and I could tell that your
ready to go," the deputy teased. "Think about it."
"I mean sucking his cock is one thing," Natalie thought.
"But he wants all of me, my pussy, my ass. God, he wants
to fuck me up the ass! He wants me to anally fuck for my
freedom!"
Next Natalie thought about all the women that had gone
before her and those that would surely follow. She
suddenly filled with knowledge and purpose. She knew her
mission. She just had to stand up to this authoritative
abuser. Plus in the back of her brain, she didn't want
to provide him with a future story for his buddies
internet site.
"I demand to see my lawyer!" Natalie snapped and she
also lied. She knew that this was the past. She had no
idea if her lawyer even passed his bar exam yet.
"Lawyer, but you haven't been charged yet!" The deputy
hissed.
"What?" Natalie moaned as she suddenly remembered that
she hadn't even been read her rights yet. She just shook
with anger as here she was, buck naked, her pussy
soaking wet, and her anus still dripping with lubricant.
"I demand to know my rights!" Natalie finally snapped
after the two were locked in a brief stare down.
"Ok have it your way," the deputy hissed, as he grabbed
Natalie's wrist.
"You have the right to remain silent," the deputy began
as he slapped a cuff on Natalie's left wrist and then
the next, as he finished his spiel. He helped Natalie
off the table and with a hand full of ass, leading her
to the door. "Anything you say."
"But wait, my clothes," Natalie cried and the deputy
answered with an evil laugh. The door opened and the
stark naked Natalie was pushed out into the hall and
then back into the station's main office, as the deputy
finished his spiel.
Natalie heart sank when she first hit the front offices
bright lights. The group of young men that she saw
hanging around outside had seemingly flooded the office,
most of them still surrounding television monitors, and
Natalie knew they weren't watching the ball game.
"You can't be serious," Natalie moaned.
"Don't worry about them, they are Junior Deputy
candidates, so they're all adults now," the deputy
snapped. "Plus you brought this on yourself."
The deputy's explanations did little for Natalie's
nerves, as the young men took in her nakedness and their
sophomoric like comments hit her ears, many of them held
index fingers in the air and wiggled them about. Natalie
could only cringe with helplessness.
Natalie was fingerprinted first and then led into a side
room. The deputy grabbed his instant camera and Natalie
was photographed. A crowed of lust filled eyes watched
through a large glass window. They watched every
perverted pose that the deputy made Natalie assume,
after the three standard ones. Natalie couldn't help but
think as the posing progressed that if her pussy ever
held up a local gas station, she would surely get
caught, as her pussy would be well known around these
parts after all this. She even watched in disgust as the
deputy handed out some of his new pictures, to the
hungry crowd.
She was finally led down a set of stairs into the
holding cells. Her brief career as a nude model, over.
She was led into one of the cells and the deputy pushed
her down on the lone cote.
"Hey what the," Natalie protested as the deputy quickly
cuffed her hands, over her head, to the rail on the far
end of the bed. "Please don't rape me!"
"Rape you! I'm a lot of things, but a rapist, no, silly
little girl," the deputy shot. "I was just trying to
give you a break...No your not thinking clearly."
The deputy grabbed her feet next, and he started to slip
her ankles into the leather straps at the other end of
the cote. "So I think we will put you on suicide watch,"
he said, as he kissed her cheek, through her tears, when
he was finished.
The deputy gave her one last satisfied look, or was it
one last chance to change her mind, before he slammed
the cell door shut behind him and Natalie's body shook
with it.
"I'll have some Jr. Deputy candidates keep an eye on
yah," the deputy said through the bars, before he turned
to leave. "I think you have some new fans."
"Please don't leave me like this!" Natalie cried out at
her current spread-eagle position.
"You had your chance," she heard faintly.
Natalie didn't have long to fret about her current
position, as the deputy lived up to his word when a
young man took a seat just outside of Natalie's cell. A
wide smile on his face as he took in Natalie's
predicament. Natalie could only cringe and wonder how
her life had taken such a wicked turn. She also just
knew that back in the future, Professor Searchem was
watching in glee and this tape would probably become his
(Gone With the Wind.)
A short while later Natalie was startled by some
rustling sounds next to her, looking to her right she
noticed two male figures in the cell next to her, who
were seemingly rising from a sleep. It didn't take the
two figures long to spot the helpless naked girl.
"Hey keep away!" Natalie implored, as the figures that
Natalie figured were a couple of hobo's, judging from
their looks and their awful smell, came closer and tried
to touch her by reaching through the bars. Natalie moved
her body as far away as her bounds would allow. She even
screamed for the laughing gatekeeper to help her.
Natalie keep squirming, but thankfully for her, her body
was just inches out of their reach, but not their leers
and their obscene comments. Natalie keep them at bay as
time crept along, and then they finally tired of their
molesting reaches, instead they sat back seemingly
satisfied with lustful looks.
Seconds turned into minutes, minutes slowly turned into
hours, as one young man, would replace the next, outside
of her cell. Natalie would have to feel the heat of his
stares and his comments once again. After a few more
hours, a handsome looking Jr. Deputy came into her cell
carrying a glass of water. Natalie could only offer a
small thank you, to the compassionate young man, as a
glass of water was much needed.
"Oh my sorry," the young man gasped as some water
spilled down Natalie's chin and trickled down her chest,
as she drank.
"I'll get it," he cried.
Natalie's protests fell on deaf ears, as the young man
seemed intent on cleaning up his mess himself, by
rubbing in the water that spilled with his bare hands.
He rubbed her chin, her neck and then her left breast.
Some water must have pooled up on her left nipple
because it seemed to need and received the most drying,
before he finally left. Leaving an embarrassed, erect
nippled Natalie, in his wake.
A new Jr. Deputy entered a short time later, also
carrying a glass of water and he seemed clumsier than
the last. Natalie soon got the sinking feeling that
their motives were more than just quenching her thirst,
as Jr. Deputy after Jr. Deputy, came in offering water,
most managing to spill some over Natalie's body. Natalie
moved from embarrassment to enragement that the young
men would take advantage of her so, some even licking
and sucking up the spilled water.
Over the course of time and with the influx of water the
inevitable happened. Natalie begged the gatekeeper that
was watching her now to un-cuff her from the cote so she
could pee. But he just looked on perplexed and he kept
saying he couldn't do that. After several more pleas, he
suddenly bolted from his chair. Natalie could only
squirm and wonder in his absence. Several minutes later,
she heard her cell door open. She looked up nervously
and noticed the Jr. Deputy was carrying a plastic
bucket.
"Deputy Duffy said you could use this," he mumbled.
"Oh man," Natalie quickly moaned, but her bladder was
about to burst. "Ok, Ok, get me up."
"Ah nope can't do that, no key, plus there is no need,"
the Jr. Deputy mumbled. "That why I have this."
Natalie watched in disbelief as the young man pulled a
funnel out of the bucket, and she noticed it had a
rubber hose attached to the bottom.
"No fucking way, you little pervert!" Natalie screamed.
"Have it your way, pee yourself," the young man said
with a giggle before he turned to leave.
"Wait," Natalie moaned, as she couldn't imagine laying
in her own urine. "I guess."
"Cool," came slipping from the young mans lips, as he
quickly moved into place, sliding the funnel in-between
Natalie's spread legs. Then he slid his free hand under
her ass to prop her up. Natalie closed her eyes and
tried to pretend he wasn't there, but his ass squeezing
and his giggling wasn't helping, especially when she
started filling the funnel.
"There she blows," the young man teased. "My, my that's
a lot of piss, for a small girl."
Natalie, who was growing weary, could only cringe when
she heard him get up and pour the bucket into the toilet
in the far corner. Before coming back over to her cote.
"Oh my! Where are my manners?" The young man cried, as
he pulled a small hankie from his back pocket. Natalie
watched in stunned silence as the young man, hankie in
hand, reached between her legs and boldly wiped her
pussy up and down until he was satisfied that she was
dry.
"There yah go all dry now," he teased as he patted her
pussy, like the animal, before returning to his seat.
Natalie was beyond humiliated, she wanted to crawl up
and die.
As time crawled on, her mind filled with questions. She
wondered if Professor Searchem had set her up? Was he
setting her up all along? She also questioned her
earlier decision to rebuff the deputy. It couldn't have
been this bad! What could she have been thinking?
"At least in the morning I will be back in time," was
her finally thought, as she closed her eyes and managed
to drift off to sleep, the days events finally catching
up to her.
xxx
A bright flash startled the sleeping Natalie, bright
sunshine blinding her eyes, cool wind blowing through
her hair.
"What the fuck!" Natalie screamed when she finally
focused on the black pavement speeding by her. She
suddenly realized she wasn't back in Professors
Searchem's office as she had prayed, but she was back in
the speeding red sports car once again. She glanced down
and noticed that she was also dressed in the same outfit
as yesterday. Or was it yesterday?
"Professor Searchem what the fuck is happening?" A
confused Natalie screamed into the air.
Natalie was also trying desperately to slow the car
down, but it seemed to have a mind of its own. That same
song was blasting from the stereo again. Suddenly she
heard a siren behind her, and then her car started to
slow down, as hard as Natalie tried to make it go
faster.
"This can't be happing, please not again," Natalie
cried, suddenly remembering the plot to that lame Bill
Murray movie that Professor Searchem was always
watching. When he wasn't watching tapes of her
adventures.
"Professor Searchem you asshole!" Natalie cried as the
car came to a stop. Natalie quickly opened the door and
tried to make a run for it, but the deputy was too fast
for her and she quickly found herself cuffed and stuffed
in the back of the patrol car, belong to the one Deputy
Duffy.
Natalie sank back into the seat, as she knew that she
was in for another long day. She also figured she knew
what she had to do now, to get back to the future, and
when she did, she vowed to smash Professors Searchem's
stupid time machine into a million little pieces.
xxx
Back at the station, Natalie was amazed at how eerie
everything was, every word, and every look, all to
familiar. She was even more amazed at how her emotions
were also similar, especially when she was led into the
processing room. Although she knew what was in store for
her, it was nevertheless humiliating to have to strip it
off, in front of the young man, once again. She was also
trying to build up her courage, as she knew the Deputy's
offer at freedom was up-coming.
When it came Natalie was surprised at how hard it was
for her to accept his offer, before sinking to her
knees, like a common whore. Natalie's head, swimming
with emotions, as she slid his pants down. She was about
to expose the hard cock of a man that she had read so
much about. She had fantasized about what it would look
like, but now as she grasped his underwear, she was
almost afraid to look. Natalie had even spent more than
one lonely night, playing with her vibrator, as she
imagined running her lips over the engorged head,
lustfully licking its shaft up and down, coating it in
saliva, before taking it all and then finally deep-
throating it.
The reality of the situation however just left Natalie
feeling dirty, as she sucked away, unemotionally waiting
until the inevitable. Natalie couldn't bare to watch, as
she waited, mouth open, tongue out, as the deputy took
the opportunity to spray her face with his essence,
before she had to take him back in her mouth and suck
him dry.
Natalie found herself in the holding cell once again,
this time dressed in a bright orange T-shirt. Her
blowjob had spared her from further embarrassment, but
not her instant freedom, as she had hoped. Instead the
deputy informed her she would be released in the
morning, or once they found out who she was. Natalie
spent her time anxiously awaiting the morning and her
impending return to the future.
xxx
In a flash, Natalie found herself back in the dreaded
sports car, the same ironically painful song blasting on
the radio. Natalie crying tears of pain, as she again
ran into the deputy, as she did time after time. Each
time she would muster up the courage to take it further,
with the deputy, sexually. She had seemingly done it
all, oral sex, regular sex, and finally even anal sex.
She even tried to put her feelings aside and enjoy some
of the orgasmic bliss that resulted, but all to no
avail.
After a few weeks of this, which had seemed like a life
time for Natalie, she was starting to lose her sanity.
She was crying uncontrollably on the cote that had
seemingly becomes her new home, the deputy's cum still
on her palate, when she was startled by his evil
laughter. She shuffled to her feet, in nervous anxiety,
as it was the first time that the deputy had visited
her, in her holding cell.
"My Natalie.. My sweet Natalie." She heard the deputy
singing, before she saw his face, as she tried
desperately to clear her mind.
"Are you gunna let me go now?" Natalie asked in
excitement, as she had come up with a simple theory that
maybe she had to earn her freedom, before she could get
back to the future.
"Hmmm...Let you GO," the Deputy said as he rubbed his
chin. "Normally I would. I mean them lips, wrapped
around my cock, so beautiful, and your
ass...Spectacular! I mean I have had some ass before,
but Natalie I've never enjoyed one more."
"Fuck you!" Natalie snapped, her anus still burning from
his recent assault, his cocky attitude still repugnant.
"You already did," the deputy said with a chuckle, "and
I would only assume your going to fuck me tomorrow as
well."
"What?" Natalie chirped, her nerves fluttering.
"Only to me, it will always feel like the first time,
that's the joy of it," the deputy said as Natalie stared
on perplexed. "I guess I should explain eh?"
Natalie's heart raced, as she just looked on wide-eyed.
"Natalie let me introduce my special guest," he said,
pointing down the hall.
"Oh my!" Natalie cried out as she slowly made out the
face entering from the darkness. "Professor Searchem."
"Ah Yes Natalie, I see yah still remember me," the
professor moaned.
"But what?" Natalie started as her anger grew. "I mean
you ass. Why are you doing this to me? What the fuck!
Are you insane? Get me out of here! Do you know what I
had to do?"
"Whoa Natalie, don't blow a gasket," the professor
barked. "But I guess we should explain."
"Yah I think so!" Natalie snapped, eagerly awaiting
their explanation, but the fact that they weren't
freeing her wasn't going unnoticed.
"Well I think my new friend should explain." Professor
searchem said as he patted the deputy on the shoulder.
"Ah Thank You. Well Natalie, let me just say that when I
first heard that I would be visited by someone from the
future, I was skeptical to say the least. But hey I was
only a kid at the time, so anything seemed possible. So
when this strange dude handed me an envelope, filled
with the date and some other details, like the car, what
the driver was wearing and so on... I just tucked it
away. Hell I didn't even know I was going to be a deputy
at the time."
"Wait I'm confused," Natalie moaned.
"Why am I not surprised?" The professor hissed. "I went
back in time when he was younger and dropped him a
note."
"But why?"
"You see Nat, you are the only one who knows about my
time machine," the professor said with a wink. "The only
thing you didn't know was that I invented a timer that
lets the subject, automatically come and go."
"OH MY GOD!" Natalie cried out. "You set mine on the
same day and time?"
"Very good, my dear," the professor teased. "You see
with you stuck here, over and over, I am free to do with
it, what I like. My simple goal reached...I am the most
powerful man in the world."
"You're crazy!" Natalie spat.
"There is a fine line between craziness and genus, you
know that Nat. You see with my timer I can go back and
forth through time, never having to deal with the
consequences of my actions."
"You're crazy and evil!" Natalie snapped, the professor
answering with devilish laughter.
"But?" Natalie moaned, shifting her eyes to the deputy.
"But what Natalie?" The deputy interrupted. "What do I
get out of it, besides the obvious?"
"Ok," Natalie said with a disgusted nod.
"Well it's not like I'm in much of a position to barter.
It's not like I wanna make a deal with the devil. I
already did that when I was sworn in to work for my
farther." The deputy said with a chuckle. "But Mr.
Searchem did say that he would see about my little list
of famous starlets that I wasn't lucky enough to be born
in time to meet, but always wanted to search... I mean
meet. All's I asked for is that he simply send one or
two of them my way, as I would never be stupid enough to
get into a time machine."
"Fuck you!" Natalie injected.
"Yah I know you said that before," the deputy teased.
"But I don't think that it's me that is fucked."
"Yah and enjoy your day Nat," the professor teased. "And
enjoy it all over again tomorrow, and the next."
"Wait you can't do this!" Natalie cried out in
desperation, as the two men turned to leave. "Please
I'll do anything."
"Yah we know," was the last thing Natalie heard, before
she crashed down on the cote, as the sickening reality
that she was destined to spend all of eternity repeating
the same day over and over, was finally sinking in.
The End
If you made it this far, Thanks for reading my little
tale.
Your comments are always welcomed. Send them to
Stonedog99_1999@yahoo.com
Stay tuned for further adventures from Deputy Duffy...
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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