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Con's Revenge - II (m/f, i/r, n/c)
by
Black Demon
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Standard Disclaimer!
This is a fictional story intended for Adults only!
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Hobie thought back to the criminal trial. He thought there'd be no
way they could convict him, as he was actually innocent of this
particular burglary. The search warrant had only produced stolen items
of prior burglaries and none from the one he was arrested for. But the
deputy prosecutor in this case was young and determined to make a name
for herself. She was also beautiful and the damned bitch knew it, using
her beauty and charm to appeal to the men on the jury.
The beautiful Sharon Hicks, at age 26, was recently out of law
school and determined to win whatever case she was assigned to. She was
quite intelligent and learned quickly in her prior cases, backing up the
more senior deputy prosecutors. On the last day of the trial, she
dressed in an expensive tailored white blazer, bright yellow blouse,
white skirt and white heels. She skipped the use of nylons to show her
beautiful ivory legs. Even Hobie had a hard time concentrating on
anything except her long white legs.
Of the eleven person jury, there were nine men on the jury. The way
the male jurors eyes followed her every movement, Hobie knew it would
take a miracle to win this baby. Before the closing arguments, he had
leaned back and looked over to the table where the young beauty sat
reading her notes. He saw her drop a white heel, baring a dainty white
foot, toying with the heel with her tiny toes. He looked up at the jury
and saw all nine heads, of the male jurors, bobbing in time with the
movement of her white heel. At that point, Hobie knew his goose was
cooked. If he was on the jury, he'd go along with whatever she said and
even convict himself.
While in prison, he bargained away some of his meals in exchange for
other inmates' contact with the outside. With that contact, Hobie was
able to learn that Ms. Sharon Hicks was a recent graduate of a
prestigious law school and had gone to the most expensive prep school in
the state. Also, Ms. Hicks was recently married to another lawyer, a
Mr. David Hicks. They with no children to date and were living in a
very exclusive residential area. That private contact even managed to
get several telephoto shots of the lovely beauty, as she exited the
courthouse. One was a close up of the beautiful bitch.
In he dimness of the moonlight shining into his cell, Hobie admired
the beauty in the photo while stroking his pulsing black cock. He
became obsessed with the beauty in the photo, jerking off often at the
thought of socking it to the beautiful little bitch. He dreamed of the
day he would get even with the beautiful young bitch. She was going to
pay for putting him in jail.
Hobie finally got paroled. Not because of good behavior but due to
the lack of prison space. One thing on his mind was to make that
beautiful bitch of a lawyer pay for putting him behind bars. In the
joint, Hobie learned that he was not the only one that got put in the
slammer by that teasing bitch of a lawyer, having used that same
technique to win all her cases. `That bitch used her sexy bod to sway
the jury against me!' he fumed and mutter `And I'm gonna get even by
fucking that beautiful little bod of hers. Gonna teach that bitch a
lesson she'll never forget. God, I hope I knock that bitch up! See
who'll she attract when they know a nigger `ruined' her and laid a baby
in her little white tummy! Only right she have something to remind her
of me everyday!'
Two months after he got settled in, Hobie was ready to settle the
score with the bitch that convicted him. Step one had already been
accomplished, having shafted that bitch of a policewoman that had
arrested him. Hobie went to the courthouse and checked the court
calendar. He found what courtroom that bitch would be flaunting that
sexy body of hers. Going to the courtroom, he sat in the second row,
behind the sexy bitch. That seat afforded him just the right view over
the low railing, where he could gaze at her milky white legs when she
sat.
The criminal case that was scheduled for the day was a joke. The
poor sap on trial didn't stand a chance. The guy he had hired, as his
attorney, couldn't keep his eyes off his opponent's trim white legs.
Not that he could blame him, for all the male jurors and even the judge
had their tongues wagging. The lovely Sharon Hicks had them right where
she wanted them. All the rulings went in her favor. There was no doubt
she would win her case.
When the trial was over and the poor sap was led away in chains,
Hobie watched the beautiful lawyer receive her congratulations. Even
the judge went up to her and shook her hand, obviously wanting to get
close to this young beauty, with the hope of eventually bedding her.
When the beauty gathered her briefs and was walking out, his presence
caught her attention. Hobie's wide smile at her got her nervous and the
way she clutched the top of her blouse, it was obvious she recognized
him as a criminal she had put in the can. Hobie laughed as his
beautiful prey scurried out of the courtroom.
Thinking as to how he made some bucks and got his revenge on the
cute policewoman that had arrested him, Hobie really wanted to pay back
this bitch of a lawyer. The perfect idea came to him then. What better
than to get all those cons, that she had put away, get a crack at her
sweet little ass. Those cons inside had their contacts and would surely
be willing to get him cash or dope in payment for his delivery of the
beautiful little bitch. He smiled at the thought of the bitch getting
her due, knowing those inmates had a score to settle and they'd give it
to her nice and `HARD'! His cock twitched at the prospect of that
lovely bitch getting knocked up by a black con. What a way to get even!
Hobie learned that the beautiful lawyer had tried to get the just
convicted felon to spill the beans on his accomplices but he had
refused. The offer of a greatly reduced sentence had been rejected.
Hobie overheard the lovely Sharon Hicks tell the defense attorney to
talk to his client. That she'd keep the offer open if he'd spill his
beans on the two accomplices. Armed with this information, Hobie
concocted his devious scheme.
That week Hobie got word to one of his buddies still incarcerated in
the state pen, the same location where the last poor sap got sent to.
His buddy was a former cell mate that had also been put there by that
damned bitch. Hobie laid out his plans to his excited buddy, who would
handle things from the inside.
A week later, the beautiful attorney sat smiling at her desk. Her
offer of getting that dumb con a lenient sentence had worked. His
attorney had just called her to tell her that his client would spill his
guts in exchange for the lighter sentence. Sharon, however, would have
to make a trip to the prison to interview him. According to the con's
attorney, he would meet with her only and no one else was to be
present. Sharon shivered at the disgusting thought of going to the
prison and seeing all the low-life bums. She was only too happy to put
them in the can but she hated going there at all. She relayed to the
con's attorney that she'd drive out to the prison and meet with him on
that Friday but he'd have to give her all the information available and
it had to be enough to convict the accomplices.
That Friday, the lovely Sharon Hicks was wrapping up closing
arguments in yet another case and had dressed very neatly in a tailored
yellow skirt, a matching yellow blazer, white blouse and white heels.
All the male eyes were glued to her milk white legs and heads bobbed up
and down to the timing of her dangling heel. The jury deliberation was
over quickly and another poor sap got the ax. Lots of time now for
Sharon to drive out to the prison.
Arriving at the prison with an overcoat on, Sharon shuddered at the
sight of the grubby cons, many of whom she had put here. It was warm in
the building and thus she took off her overcoat before checking in with
the registration clerk. Then a large burly white guard was called to
escort her to the interview room in the next building. She had always
conducted her interviews in the main building and had never been to this
other building. She cringed as she had to go through several check
points and felt as if she was the one locked up in prison. As she had
to walk between buildings, through a chained off and secured pathway,
she was visible to the cons wandering the prison yard. Catcalls,
whistles, and hollering erupted from the prison yard once the caged men
caught a glimpse of her. She wished she had kept her overcoat on but
knew she was in the safety confines of this secured pathway. Thus, she
walked deliberately in a manner that her ass swayed tauntingly before
the caged animals. She laughed and gave a smirk to the excited cons
before entering the building.
Entering a small room, Sharon observed it to be more of a padded
room with only a small table and two chairs. The guard asked if she
wanted him present while she interviewed the prisoner but she declined
as the prisoner had insisted that the meeting be alone, telling the
guard she would be okay. He gave her a remote with a call button in
case of an emergency, telling her he'd then be in the guard shack just
outside of the building. Taking a seat, she would await for the convict
to be brought to the interview room. Glancing about, she shuddered at
the thought of ever being confined in a place such as this.
Having waited over five minutes, Sharon was getting impatient.
Finally hearing the door being handled, she gave a shrug of her
shoulders and a deep sigh. Turning slowly to face the doorway, Sharon
got prepared to take a hard approach with this convict if he expected
her to recommend the lighter sentence.
Sharon gasped in fright as the door opened, observing a convict
other that the man she had been expecting. She shivered in fright and
quickly got up from her chair, with the chair falling behind her. In
her fright, she had knocked over the remote with the emergency button
and it lay between her and the approaching intruder. She backed up
slowly till her back met the padded wall. Approaching her was a large
black , towering high in his 6'8" coal black frame. "Remember me,
bitch?" quizzed the menacing intruder. Shaking uncontrollably in fear,
the question had her searching her mind, as he looked quite familiar.
"Did I scare you last week in the courtroom?" Then she recalled seeing
him staring at her in the courtroom from the audience area, but he was
here dressed in a convict's uniform. Hobie actually managed to get
smuggled into prison for this eventful day.
Hobie looked at Sharon and sneered "Well, bitch, me and the boys all
remember how you used your beautiful bod to tease the male jurors! It's
only fair that we each get a piece of your sweet white as, huh guys!"
Sharon literally began shaking in fear as she observed six convicts
grinning widely as they shuffled into the room. Those black faces
looked so familiar to her. Then what had been said and the familiar
faces hit her squarely, causing her to shudder in absolute fear, as
these were the men that she had put into his prison. The last man in
was carrying a soiled single bed mattress that he threw onto the middle
of the floor. Sharon swallowed hard, realizing what the mattress was
intended for - and it was not for sleeping.
As the men began to move closer and closer, Sharon dropped her
overcoat and backed up into a corner of the small room. Tears forming
in her eyes and now flowing down her cheeks, she pleaded with the
devious men, obviously bent on revenge. Her desperate pleas, now
sounding like a little lost girl verses the tough deputy prosecutor,
fell on deaf ears. With her arms outstretched, Sharon sobbed "Oh,
please, please .........please let me go ............please don't hurt me
....................pleaseeeeee!"
Hobie laughed at Sharon's desperate pleas, then gave his friends the
go ahead "Have at the little bitch, guys!" With that Sharon was swarmed
upon by the lusting cons. Two cons held her arms while the others took
great pleasure in ripping her clothes to shreds. In no time, her skirt
and blouse were torn apart. Then followed her thin bra and lacy
panties. She was then dragged onto the soiled mattress and her white
heels peeled off her dainty feet. Now all the men crowded around the
mattress as she was held down by a big black kneeling above her head.
Then she noticed that one convict remained in the background with a
video camera recording all the events of her defilement.
Looking up, Sharon observed Hobie step up to the foot of the
mattress. She gasped as he unbuckled his pants and let it drop to the
ground. Hobie had not worn any underwear and his cock sprang to life.
The surrounding cons all grinned at Sharon's plight, enjoying her
squirming white body and hearing her desperate pleas. "Oh, please
..............please, please have mercy ............please, pleaseeee don't rape me!"
Sharon sobbed loudly.
"C'mon, Hobie! Give it to the little bitch!" yelled on convict.
Then a chant picked up among the group of cons "Fuck the bitch! Fuck
the bitch! Fuck the bitch!" Hobie grinned as he stepped forward,
shucking his black pole to readiness. Sharon desperately kicked out at
the approaching Hobie, trying to keep him away. Suddenly, cons on both
sides of the mattress captured her ankles and pulled her trim white legs
wide apart.
As Hobie knelt before the sobbing beauty, he enjoyed the chant from
the cons bent on getting just revenge for their fate in jail. Hearing
the anguished pleas brought even greater delight, as Sharon sobbed in
fear "Please ...........please don't ........don't rape me, please ...............please,
I've never been with anyone but my husband ............please!" Hobie stroked
his cock till it drooled with pre-cum that would serve as the only
lubrication the lovely bitch would be allowed. He was going to give it
to her as hard as he could, wanting to hear the bitch scream in fear and
pain.
"No ........noooooo .........no, pleaseeeee ...........!" Sharon sobbed in fear as
she felt the thick cockhead nosing about the entrance to her womanhood.
"Nooooooo ..........owwwwwww .......aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ..............ohhhhhhhhhhhh!" she
screeched as the thick black cock thrust into her without mercy. Never
had she been stretched in such a manner before. She had only
experienced her husband's penis and it was just no comparison as to what
was being shoved into her at this moment. "Owwwwwwww ...................ohhhhhhhh,
Goddddddd ..............pleaseeeeeeeeee!" she screamed for mercy as Hobie
slammed himself repeatedly into her helpless body, which brought the
surrounding group to chant their encouragement even louder.
The audience clapped and jeered as the lovely bitch that had put
each of them in the slammer was now getting her due. They whooped and
hollered as they observed the trim white arms and legs encircle Hobie's
humping black body. Watched as the young beauty arched up and moaned
"Ohhhhh .............Godddddddddd. .............I'mmm cummingggggggg ...............ohhhhhhhhh!"
Then Hobie's black body began quivering and spasms shook the giant body
as his potent cum began to belch out of his erupting cock, shooting
deeply into bitch's fertile womb.
The cons all clapped as Hobie withdrew his now dwindling black cock,
drenched in a coat of the slick fuck juices. They gazed upon the lovely
white body of the beautiful bitch that had charmed all the male jurors
into to convicting each of them. But now that lovely body was wide
spread before them, bruised with love bites on her lovely tits and cum
drooling from her pussy lips. One by one they took out their
aggressions by brutally shagging the beautiful bitch in pay back. When
each man had a turn at her, then they gang fucked her with one feeding
her his cock, another in her pussy, a cock placed in each dainty hand,
and a cock rubbing against each foot. They all switched places over the
next few hours till all were exhausted.
Sharon groaned and wept in shame. Shame and humiliation at being
raped and `ruined' by these black convicts that she had put away.
Ashamed at how her body had betrayed her and humped back at each of the
brutal rapists and clasped each black to her as they dumped their filthy
load in her. `Oh God, what if one of these convicts impregnated me!'
she fearfully pondered. She touched her body and groaned, feeling sick
at the feel of slick cum soiling her entire body. Trying desperately to
get up from the mattress, she felt hands assisting her.
Sharon shivered at the touch of the rough hands assisting her up but
she was thankful the horrendous ordeal was finally over, or so she
thought. Just as she had been able to turn, getting up onto her knees,
Sharon was being prevented from getting up further. The rough hands on
her shoulders were firmly keeping her down on the mattress. She
panicked, realizing what a precarious position she was now in. She
groaned as she pictured what was about to happen, she was going to be
fucked from behind just like the way animals did it.
Sure enough, her fears were confirmed as the mattress sagged behind
her. She sighed, resigning her fate to being raped again but told
herself she would not let her body betray her again. She tried to
rationalize and steel her body, telling herself `What difference does it
make being raped once again, as all of them had already taken advantage
of her. What more could they do to her?'
Steeling herself for the rape from behind, Sharon thought of other
things in an attempt to block her mind as to what was taking place. Her
body shivered as felt large hands grasp her hips and the movement on the
mattress, as the unseen rapist shuffled up between her legs. Then
Sharon's eyes open wide and she panted in horrified fear. She now
realized that the brute behind her was not intending to rape her as she
had prepared herself for. Instead, she felt the thick fleshy cockhead
probing as the entrance to her now puckering ass. She was about to be
fucked in an inhuman manner, a way in which she never before
experienced. She was about to be sodomized by the unseen brute behind
her.
"Ohhhhhhhh ................No! No! No! ...................don't please ................ohhh, please
you can't rape me there ...............please, you'll hurt me ............please, no one
has ever touch me there ................pleaseeeeeeeee!" Sharon pleadingly
whimpered. Her pleas brought about a lot of chuckles around her. Then
the cheers of encouragement began.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ...................aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee .............oh, oh,
oh .........awwwwwwwwwww!" Sharon shrieked hysterically. All to the delight
of the applauding cons, who began chanting "Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
................" Tears flowed freely down Sharon's face, which showed her pained
agony. Her once cherry ass was being brutally stuffed with ten long
inches of solid muscle. Fifteen minutes of being brutalized, Sharon
then felt a hot soothing cream sudden fill her bowels. Then the hands
on her hips and shoulder were gone, letting her now limp body to
collapse onto the soiled mattress.
An hour later, Sharon lifted her head wearily off the mattress. Her
mind cleared and she groaned realizing that the nightmare had actually
taken placed. She had been gang raped by the filthy black convicts that
she had put in jail. She looked down at her cum drenched body, her
pussy leaking a steady flow of slimy filth and her butt ached so badly.
`Oh God, where's my clothes?' Sharon questioned as she nervously looked
about. All she could see was dirty rag, her scatter heels, and her
folded overcoat.
Wiping herself down as best as she could, Sharon dressed in the only
items left for her. She put on her coat and tied the sash tightly about
her. Then she stepped into her white heels and groaned in despair.
While she was passed out, some of her tormentors wanted to humiliate her
further by jacking off a final time, dumping their scummy loads into
each of her white heels. It was into this messy gunk that Sharon's
dainty white feet had stepped into.
Picking the remote up from the floor, she pressed the call button.
Two minutes later, the burly white guard appeared to escort her back to
the main administration building. As the clerical staff had left for
the day, the guard told her he'd sign her out and escorted her out the
entrance of the prison. Sharon was anxious to get out the confines of
the prison so badly. She had not given it a thought that normally
everyone had to sign out on their own and return the visitor's badge
that had disappeared along with her clothing. Getting into her car, she
quickly headed home to try and cleanse herself of the filth. She looked
at the time and felt some relief, knowing her husband would be out with
the men he worked with till after midnight, consuming drinks at their
normal hangout.
Unknown to Sharon was the prison rules calling for the staff to be
certain all visitors were accounted for, having signed out and gone,
before the staff were allowed to depart. When the woman checking the
register, the blank after Sharon's name had contained a forged signature
that she had already departed. Her forged signature indicating her
departure had been done when she had been waiting in the room, for the
guard to bring the prisoner. Her visitor's badge returned after she had
been brutally sodomized. This had been done by the very same guard who
had escorted her out.
Sharon would have been in for a shock if she had known of the
guard's involvement in her ordeal. He had been in his guard shack
located at the edge of the building, looking at the monitor on his desk
the entire time. That monitor televised all the happenings taking place
in the interview room and he had witnessed quite and exciting gangbang.
The guard had also brought in a VCR on that day and attached it to the
monitor, recording her defilement on the soiled mattress. For his
needed assistance in helping the cons pull off this caper, he was paid a
tidy sum that he had collected in advance. But it was the `bonus' he
was promised in pulling the scam off that really excited him. That
bonus turned out to be even more that he had anticipated, finding out
that the lawyer's beautiful ass was actually `cherry', which he
thoroughly enjoyed busting through.
Two weeks had gone by and Sharon had managed to put off her
husband's advances with the excuses of being `too tired' or `too busy'.
She felt so soiled and `ruined' after being gangbanged by the lowly
black convicts that she just couldn't let her loving husband soil
himself by putting his penis into where the niggers cum had been
dumped. But in bed each night, she lay there thinking of how her body
had betrayed her and the numerous mind-shattering orgasms she had
reached. Orgasms of such magnitude that clearly surpassed any of those
reached with her husband. The other night she had resorted to going to
the bathroom, using the antique coke bottle to ease the tension between
her thighs.
Seeing the man of the house holding a fishing pole and getting into
his car, Hobie was in luck. He left his pickup at the curb with the
phony lawn service signs on the side. He walked up to the luxurious
home and rang the doorbell. He enjoyed seeing the stunned expression on
the lovely wife's face, stunned at his appearance at her home. Having
stopped by the courtroom several times in the past two weeks, he had
enjoyed seeing her blush each time she saw him. "Good morning, Mrs.
Hicks!" Hobie greeted the speechless beauty.
Sharon had just been about to leave for the early service at the
church, after having gotten up early and making breakfast for her
husband. She was speechless as this black tormentor stepped into the
foyer. She could do nothing but to obey his every command. She closed
her eyes in shame as she reached up under her light blue skirt, peeling
down her baby blue panties, which slowly fluttered down her trim legs to
puddle at her white heels. Moments later, Sharon was clad only in her
white heels. Her trim white arms wrapped around the broad black
shoulders, long white legs wrapped around the pumping black ass, white
heels locked around each as she held on tightly. The foyer wall being
pounded upon repeatedly by Sharon's tight butt, slammed into the wall as
she was literally being nailed to it by the thrusting black intruder.
An hour later, David Hicks was ecstatic to be on the lake casting
out his fishing rod. Even more so when the rod quivered and jerked as
the fish fought to get away from the stabbing pain. Had David been
aware of what was taking place in the bed he shared with his beautiful
wife, he would not have been so happy. At that very moment, his lovely
wife was in their bed but she was not alone. There on their marital
bed, his lovely young wife tried desperately to get away, not wanting to
soil the sanctity of her marital bed. But his lovely wife was impaled
by the long black rod which quivered and jerked, determined to spew its
gooey load.
Three weeks later, having missed her period, Sharon was in a state
of distress. Having purchased a home pregnancy test, she nervously sat
in her bathroom awaiting the results. Moments later, weeping softly,
Sharon looked back upon the calendar. It had been a while since she and
David had made love and David had always used a condom. Sharon sobbed
as she realized that her most fertile period was about the time of her
visit to the prison. She wondered which of the lowly convicts was the
father of the baby growing within her womb. Only one thing was for
certain, she was carrying had been fathered by a big Black buck!
End of Story.
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