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Subject: {ASSM} The Law Part 2  (BDSM, WS, Tort, Preg)
Date: Fri, 24 Jan 2003 06:10:05 -0500
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Here is part 2 of the story.  I hope it pleases.  Barring that, I hope that 
it makes people think.  I've had a rather large reaction to this story, most 
of it, surprisingly, positive.  Thanks for the comments.

The Law part 2

	Jon surveyed his captives.  At least, he thought, they were easy on the 
eyes.   Kathy and her daughter looked quite alike.  Her daughter was fifteen 
and they both had short, dark hair, and Kathy, at least, had rather large 
breasts.  Her daughter, Ann, hadn't quite caught up with her yet in the 
breast department.

	Patricia had very long, lighter colored hair.  She was smaller than Kathy, 
who stood at 5'8".  Patricia was only 5'5 and had smaller breasts as well.  
Her daughter, Elaine was fourteen and quite beautiful.  Her hair was almost 
blond and she had a slim, athletic body.

	 He knew from their medical records they were all healthy.  Since all 
medical information was required by law to be stored in a database, getting 
someone to break into it and get the information was simple.

	"What do you plan to do with us?"

	"You seem to enjoy a world where a woman has no rights to control her own 
body.  I have some friends that like that idea too.  So I've arraigned to 
let them, and you, have what you want.  You will obey them, and me at all 
times."

	The other three men walked in, dressed the same as Ray.

	Kathy was pale now, "Please, I don't understand!  We've done nothing to 
you!  How could you do this to us?"

	There were several things that Jon had found out about Kathy and Patricia.  
Things that weren't commonly known, except to their trusted circle.  Like 
the fact that they were both rampantly homophobic and racist.  Jon smiled as 
he stood.

	"We'll be back in a while."  He nodded to the men and they all headed for 
the door.

	"Wait, come back!  You can't do this!"

	Silly bitch, Jon thought.  Of course I can.

	"God Damn you!  You'll burn in hell for this!"

	Jon stopped and faced the women.  "He's already damned me, and this *is* 
Hell."  The door closed and he walked out.

	"Could one of you please go give them each 8 ounces of water.  Replace 
their gags with ring gags and turn up the heat in the room."

	"How long do you want to leave them like that?" asked Ed.

	"At least an hour. After that, feed them water every hour until they start 
to piss themselves.  Then we'll begin."

	Ed grinned.  He liked watersports.  A lot.  Each of the men Jon had hired 
were known for their ability to train a sex slave.  Jon and Tina had been 
very experimental, but neither had ever had the desire to take things to the 
level these men had attained.  Still, it was Jon's show, and they got four 
nice looking women to play with and got paid for it.  They weren't 
complaining, and Jon had done a lot of research in the last year in the area 
of BDSM.  Quite a bit of it hands on.

	Jon watched on the TV screen as Ed went back into the room.  The entire 
room was completely monitored.  Cameras were everywhere and could record 
anything that went on.  Also, it was outfitted with enough toys to make even 
a hardened sadist laugh with glee.  Every item that his hired men had 
thought would be even remotely useful, Jon had bought.  They lowered their 
price for the job when Jon indicated they could keep all the equipment when 
it was finished.

	Ed walked over to Kathy and put the bottle of water to her lips.  Jon could 
see it was a toss up for her whether to drink or plead for release.  She 
settled for drinking first, then pleading as Ed walked over to grab four 
ring gags from the wall.

	"Please, let us go!  We won't tell anyone and we haven't even seen your 
face."

	Ed gave an ugly laugh.  "Sorry.  Da boss doan wanna let you go, so you doan 
go."

	The men watching the monitor laughed.  Ed was doing what he called his 
"Dumb Nigger" act.  He was playing on their bigotry.  They all could act 
like that, and figured that it would be more humiliating for the women if 
they thought they were being controlled by a bunch of ignorant blacks.

	"No, wait you can't..."

	Ed's huge paw grabbed her jaw forcing it open, shoved in the ring gag and 
tightened the strap.  Then he moved on to Patricia.  She was shaking, 
obviously afraid of the man.  She was also thirsty and gulped eagerly at the 
water he gave her.

	"Open yer mouth."

	Patricia opened her mouth the smallest amount.

	"Doan piss me off, bitch.  Open it up."

	Patricia let out a moan and opened her mouth a little more.  Ed roughly 
forced it open further and slid in the gag.  Then he moved to the fourteen 
year old, Elaine and took out her gag.

	Elaine's face was pale with fear, and she was shaking enough that the water 
spilled on her pretty blue dress.  She drank most of it though, and meekly 
opened her mouth for the ring gag.  Finally he moved to the fifteen year 
old, Ann.

	He pulled out the gag and she coughed.  He offered her the water and she 
clamped her mouth shut and turned her head.

	"Bitch, you ain't too smart.  Da boss says drink, you drink."

	"Fuck you," said the girl through clenched teeth.  From her file, they'd 
known the girl had the potential to be trouble.  No matter.  She'd submit in 
the end.

	Ed knelt in front of her.  "You doan drink now, you doan know when you get 
water.  Dehydration ain't no fun girl, and you ain't gonna get no sympaty 
here.  Now drink."

	Ann drank from the bottle.  She finished it, looked up at the man, and spat 
a mouthful at him.  The men with Jon cracked up and even Jon smiled.

	Ed just smiled a pleasant smile.  Women who had been trained by him would 
have been screaming for forgiveness seeing that smile.  Jon decided to take 
a hand in things and walked into the room as Ed was getting to his feet.  He 
had little fear that Ed would do something inappropriate for this stage, but 
still...

	The women looked up as Jon entered the room.  They all had fearful looks on 
their faces, except Ann, of course.  She was pale, but defiant.

	"How is everything going Ed?"  asked Jon noting his obviously wet face.

	"Well Boss, not so good.  Dis bitch doan know when people's bein' nice to 
her."

	"I see.  That wasn't too bright of you. Ed has a long memory and I'm sure 
that you'll be regretting that later."

	"Fuck off, asshole.  You let him near me again and I'll bite his hand off."

	Jon turned to Ed, a small smile on his face.  "Ed, please put the gag on 
Ann."

	Ann turned into a wild cat.  She hissed, tried to bite, spit and headbutt.  
It did her little good and soon she was sitting, red faced and panting with 
the ring gag in her mouth.  Jon walked over to a cabinet and opened it, 
pulling out a small bottle.

	"Hold her head, please."

	Ed's massive hands wrapped around the teen's head, immobilizing her.  She 
screamed, drool running from her mouth, but was unable to move or close her 
mouth.  Jon took a dropper out of the bottle and dropped two drops of liquid 
on the girl's tongue.  The other three women were screaming as well now, 
Ann's mother in fear, no doubt that he'd just poisoned her child.

	The men stepped away and everyone looked at Ann.  Jon closed the bottle and 
waited for the drops to take effect.  When they did, she started screaming 
at the top of her lungs.  That was hard to do since she was also trying to 
spit as well.  Jon and Ed left the room, after Jon put the bottle back.

	The other guys were laughing and ribbed Ed when they rejoined them.

	"Bet she'll think twice about doing that again, won't she?" laughed Ray.

	Both Ed and Jon shook their heads.  "I think that one's gonna be a 
handful," said Ed.  "She doesn't strike me as someone who will be easy to 
train."

	They waited about 15 minutes until Ann's cries died down, then Jon walked 
into the room.

	"As you can see," he said to four sets of glairing eyes, "any resistance 
will be punished.  I'm sure you're worried about what I might have done to 
your daughter."  Kelly's head slowly nodded.  "I used a few drops of 
jalapeno oil.  It's not even the hottest I have."  He leaned close to Kelly, 
still no expression on his face.  "I have a number of things that will cause 
great pain but no real damage.  For instance, I have oils that are hotter 
and I could have put them somewhere else."

	With that he left the room again.  An hour passed.  Jon sat and read, while 
the other guys played cards.  He occasionally glanced at the monitor.  All 
the women were squirming, but that was to be expected, tied as they were.  
At the end of the hour, Ben got up and headed for the room.  Once again, Jon 
watched the monitor.

	Ben said nothing but walked up to Ann with the water bottle and pointed it 
in her mouth.

	"Yo bitch.  You best drink dis time, else you really gonna regret it.  
Drink it all."

	This time Ann complied, as did each of the other women.  Ben left.

	A half hour later, Elaine started moaning.  Jon watched but did nothing.  
Finally, she groaned and looked down at the mat.  A small puddle was forming 
under her.  Jon grinned.  He would wait for another one to lose it, then go 
in and start the next phase.


	Patricia was next - small bladders must run in the family.  A pale yellow 
puddle formed under her and she moaned in shame.  Jon got up, signaled the 
men and they all walked in to the room.  Immediately, Kelly started to try 
and get their attention, no doubt to ask for the use of a bathroom.  Perhaps 
even to allow Patricia or Elaine to clean up.  That wasn't going to happen.

	Jon sat down in the chair, and the other men picked up all of the women 
except Elaine and moved them to the side, facing Elaine.  Jon spoke.

	"We're going to remove your bonds Elaine.  Then one of us will tell you to 
remove an article of clothing, and you will remove it.  If you do not follow 
directions, you will be punished.  Nod your head to show that you 
understand."

	Tears started to drip from her eyes and the teen knelt there shaking her 
head no.

	"Nod your head, Elaine, or you'll be punished."

	Sniffing, the girl nodded her head slightly.  Ray walked over and unbound 
the girl, who almost fell over as she was pulled to her feet.  They gave her 
a minute to work the feeling back into her limbs.  Her dress was soaked in 
back, as were her socks.  Urine dripped down her legs.

	"Remove your socks, Elaine," said Jon.

	The girl started, as if she'd been struck.  She didn't move for a second, 
but then bent to remove the sopping socks.

	"Put them in a pile in front of you."

	She picked them up, trying to touch them as little as possible, and put 
them in front of her.

	Ron spoke up, his deep voice startling the girl.  Somehow she had thought 
that only Jon would be giving her orders.  "Take off da dress girl."

	She hesitated, then looked wildly at her mother.  Jon looked over too, and 
noticed a puddle under Kelly.  Then he looked at Elaine's mother who had her 
eyes closed.

	"There are rules here.  You will obey us, Elaine, or there will be 
punishment.  If any of the other women stop watching, there will be more 
punishment.  This is your last warning."

	Ron stepped between the teen and her mother and loudly said, "I sae, take 
off de dress."

	The girl was shaking, her fear of the huge man obvious.  "Do it or 
someone's gonna hurt."

	Sobbing the girl pulled the dress over her head, leaving her in a rather 
modest pair of panties and a bra.  Jon was impressed.  She had a nice figure 
for a young girl.  The adult women were moaning loudly, but Jon noted that 
Ann was looking on wide eyed while shifting in her spot.  They had no way of 
knowing that they would be forced to undress in the order that they'd pissed 
themselves.  It was as good a way as any to pick the order.

	It was quite hot in the room, and everyone was sweating.  Jon watched the 
beads of perspiration forming at the base of Elaine's neck.  Ed was smiling 
as he stood behind the girl.  "Take off de bra.  You tit's too small fo one 
anyhow."

	At that Elaine collapsed onto her knees, sobbing and moaning.  Ray smiled 
and walked over to the wall where there were many types of whips, straps and 
crops.  He chose a wide belt and walked in front of the girl and grabbed her 
hair, forcing her to look in his face.

	"You must be one dumb bitch.  You foget you s'posed ta listen?  Now someone 
gonna hurt cuz a you."  Ray tossed the strap to Ed, then grabbed the girl's 
head and forced her to look at the other women.

	Ed walked straight up to Ann, who realized what was going to happen and 
started struggling, and grabbed her by the hair.  He pulled her backward, 
forcing her body into a bow and slapped the belt hard across her breasts.  
She let out a loud squeal. A dark stain formed on her white pants, spreading 
out from between her legs as she struggled. Again the belt fell.  Ray let go 
of Elaine as she lay there and sobbed.

	"Girl, you best get up and pull dat bra off'n dose tiny tit's 'o yours cuz 
Ed's just gonna keep hitting her 'til you do."

	Elaine, shaking and sobbing struggled to her feet, and slowly unfastened 
her bra, then removed it, hold it close to her mostly flat chest to cover 
it.

	"Put it in the pile with everything else."

	Elaine did, then immediately covered her breasts with her hands.  Ed let 
the belt fly again and Ann screamed.  Her breasts were burning and she'd 
never felt this kind of pain before.

	"He gonna keep puttin' it to her, till you drop yo hands."

	Ed raised the belt again, and Elaine put her hands at her sides.  Jon 
looked at her with interest, having never seen a girl this young naked.  He 
noted that her breasts were still forming, but were very nice.  She had 
small, pink nipples that were quite hard - no doubt from fear.

	"Now you pull off dem panties," ordered Ron.

	The girl's entire body was flushed red.  She hesitated at stripping herself 
in front of all the people, but Ed brought the belt back and she quickly 
bent and pulled the wet panties off.  Elaine stood there, her hands hovering 
back and forth, sobbing.  Ron stepped up, clipped her cuffs together and 
pulled her beside her mother.  Reaching up, he pulled down a ring, locked 
the cuffs into it, then walked over to a crank and cranked until the girl's 
wrists were pulled to just above her head.

	Ed had returned Ann to a sitting position.   Her face was red with a few 
tears, but mostly she looked angry.  Jon nodded at Ed and he walked over to 
Patricia and released her bonds.  She had more trouble standing than her 
daughter had, but got to her feet.

	"Remove your blouse Patricia."

	Her hands flew to her blouse, but hesitated for a moment at the buttons.  
Jon nodded to Ron and Patricia started yelling and tried to run toward Ron, 
who was moving toward her daughter.  Ed held her easily.

	"You will not hesitate, you will not move until you are told to.  Failing 
to obey brings punishment," said Jon from his chair.

	Ron waked over to the sobbing Elaine and slapped the belt that Ed passed 
him across Elaine's ass twice.  He hit hard enough to cause a red mark, but 
not a welt.  Elaine, of course, not used to corporal punishment screamed as 
if he were flaying her.  Jon smiled to himself.  If she thought this was 
bad, wait a day or so.

	Ray grabbed Elaine's piss soaked panties and walked over to Ann, who was 
busy watching Elaine get strapped.  Before the girl could figure out what 
was happening, he'd stuffed the panties in her mouth and snapped a short 
plug into the ring gag to keep her from spitting them out.  Ann was not 
happy.

	"Each time you do not follow direction, someone gets punished.  Sometimes 
it will even be you who suffers the punishment.  Now, remove your blouse."

	Patricia stripped herself at Jon's direction and was cuffed standing next 
to her daughter.  They both had fine bodies, Patricia's nipples were darker 
and larger than her daughter's.  Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed, 
something that sort of surprised Jon.  Her daughter's hair was still sparse, 
and no attempt had been made to trim it.

	Next up was Kelly.  She glared at them, but didn't hesitate to remove her 
clothing.  Her large breasts were quite nice, with long, thick nipples.  Her 
bush was also thick and unshaven and her body was in pretty good shape.  All 
those hours at the tennis club and the gym, no doubt.  She was chained up 
with the others and that left only Ann.  Jon rose and motioned Ed to him.

	"Hold a minute on her," he said as they walked out of the room.

	"She's gonna be trouble," said Jon.

	"Yeah," replied Ed.  "But I have a theory about this one."

	"Oh?  So soon?"

	"Hey, you picked me because I'm the best, right," grinned the man.

	"What do you suggest?"

	"Well, she's not going to obey until we really force her.  I'm not sure 
hurting the others, especially her mother, will work.  Plus, I think that as 
soon as she can stand, she gonna go for one of us - you most likely.  
Anyway, the first punishment should be inflicted on Elaine.  Have Ron whip 
her tit's or something, but keep your eyes on Ann.  After that, we'll use 
the prod on her *and* someone else every time she disobeys.  But, we'll save 
the other's punishment until after Ann's stripped.  That way, we can see how 
much she'll take, and she'll learn that we mean what we say when we punish 
the others for what she did."

	Jon nodded his agreement and they went back inside.  He sat down and 
motioned to Ben who untied the teen.  Jon was surprised that she meekly 
allowed herself to be led to where the others had stripped themselves.  She 
stood with her head down.

	"Remove your blouse Ann."

	She looked up at him, reached for her blouse, then launched herself at him, 
hands spread, fingernails going for his eyes.

	Even with the warning, Jon was a bit surprised, which is why he was not as 
gentle as he might otherwise had been.   Ben missed his grab for her and the 
others were too far away.  Jon however, lifted his foot and she ran her 
groin right into it as she rushed forward.  This caused the girl to collapse 
on the floor trying to breathe.  Jon calmly stood and removed the plug and 
panties so she could get some air.

	She was dragged to her feet again, and held by Ben.

	"You were warned that disobedience would not be tolerated,"  said Jon.  He 
nodded to Ray, then to Elaine.  The women started making shouting noises 
through the ring gags, but Jon's voice cut through the noise.

	"The next one who make's a sound, gets gagged."

	Of course, they were already gagged, but they'd seen what had happened to 
Ann.  They figured the ring gags allowed them to breath more easily and 
there was silence.

	Ray stepped forward and brought the belt down hard on Elaine's developing 
breasts.  The girl shrieked, her sensitive nipples slapped with the hard 
leather.  The other women moaned in sympathy.  Ann stood transfixed, her 
eyes glued to Elaine's slim form.

	"I said, no more sound.  Ed, take care of those two please."

	Ed smiled.  He picked up two pairs of panties and Elaine's socks.  He 
stuffed one sock and Kelly's panties in Patricia's mouth, and the other sock 
and Patricia's panties in Kelly's mouth.  Neither of the women were happy 
about that.  The cloth was held in by short plugs.

	"Ray, you may continue."

	A chorus of muffled yells started, joined belatedly by Ann.  Three more 
times the belt fell on Elaine's small breasts.  Her chest turned a deep red 
and her small, pink nipples were like little pebbles.  Jon watched Ann.  She 
was breathing pretty hard, and her face was still flushed, but her eyes were 
glued to Elaine.

	More piss ran down the girl's legs as the belt hit her for the fifth and 
sixth time.   Elaine was hanging from her wrists.

	"Stand up, you dumb bitch," said Ray.   "I said, STAND UP," he shouted in 
her face.  Jon knew that Ray wanted her to stand to avoid hurting her 
wrists.  If she couldn't stand, he'd have to take her down and find 
something else to do with her.

	Evidently the pain in her wrists caused her to stand on shaky legs.

	"Now," said Jon.  "Take off your blouse."

	Ann took it off and threw it at the ground.

	"The pants."

	Ann looked at Elaine, then back at Jon and defiantly folded her arms over 
her tits.  Jon smiled and Elaine and the women started moaning.  Ann was 
shaking, but she didn't give any indication that she would obey.  The next 
thing she knew, she was on the floor, gasping for breath.  Ed had used the 
prod on her, touching it to her stomach and shocking her.  As shocks went, 
it was pretty strong. Painful but nowhere near life threatening.

	She crawled to her knees and looked up at Jon.

	"Who are you defying us for?  Since it's plain you care nothing for their 
pain, we're just as happy to inflict it on you.  You will obey eventually so 
why make it hard on yourself?"

	Still breathing deeply, the teen looked up at said, "Uck Oo!"  The best, 
Jon supposed, she could do with the ring gag stuffed in her mouth.  He 
nodded and Ed pressed the thing into her side and pulled the trigger again.  
She collapsed, but got to her knees and Ed had to use it on her again before 
she finally stood and pulled off her pants.

	Jon was somewhat surprised at her choice of underwear.  While her bra was 
simply a nice, lacy feminine bra, she was wearing a very skimpy thong on the 
bottom.  She blushed, but stood with her hands at her sides, her attitude 
defiant once again.

	"Remove your bra."

	She hesitated just long enough for Ed to start toward her with the prod, 
then took her bra off.  She had, Jon noted, very nice tits.  A full 'C' cup 
with thick dark nipples like her mother.  They were quite erect.

	"Remove your panties."

	Ann bent and removed the skimpy panties.

	"Spread your legs and put your hands behind your head."

	She complied.  Jon was struck by how nice her body was.  She had a narrow 
waist and full hips.  She'd shaved her pubic hair to a small patch on her 
mons.  Everything else was bare.  Jon got up and moved around her for a 
closer look.  He was surprised to see her cunt lips were swollen a bit, and 
opened enough for the inner lips to be peaking out.  That, he thought, could 
be taken advantage of.  But not tonight.

	He turned to Ed and said, "Chain her with the others."

	  Predictably, Ann fought as she was pulled to the chains and attached 
there.  Ed ended up attaching her ankle cuffs together, then attaching the 
cuffs to the floor.

	Jon returned to his seat then spoke again.  "You'll learn, Ann, that it is 
not your place to resist. "

	He turned to Ed.  "Give her 10 good ones - your choice of where, then one 
more with the prod.  Give the same to any of them that refuses to watch."

	Protests erupted, but there was nothing that could be done.  Ed smiled and 
picked up the belt.

	"Sho ting, boss."

	Ann was whipped and Ed was not gentle about it.  Five hard hits went to her 
ass, leaving welts on the skin.  Five went to her breasts, causing the girl 
to moan and squirm.  When he was finished,  Ed grabbed Elaine's panties and 
sopped up more of the urine that had leaked out of Ann, then forced the gag 
back into Ann's mouth, complete with plug.  Ann signaled her revulsion by 
roughly shaking her head, but she was too weak to do more.

	Next the women were moved around a bit.  Each was chained with their legs 
widely spread and within easy view of each other.  Ed bent in front of Kelly 
and, with no warning, pushed his finger into her cunt.

	"Dis one's tight and dry as a bone.  Looks lak she doan fuck her old man 
much.  Guess she jus poped out dat one dare and stopped lettin' him use it."

	He did the same to Patricia who, knowing what was coming, tried to avoid 
the finger.  It did her little good.

	Ed laughed loud.  "Hell mebbe dis one's ben given' it up a lot.  She's 
gonna have no problem taken a nice dick up dere.  She's pretty dry tho."

	Kelly and Patricia's faces, throats and chests were red with embarrassment. 
   No one had ever treated them this way.  Next Ed moved to Elaine.  He 
didn't just push his finger inside the girl, he slowly ran his hands up her 
thighs.  Her skin twitched and she moaned in shame.  She'd tried to keep 
herself from being gagged with Ann's piss soaked g-string earlier, but had 
had no success.  Her face was red and blotched from crying.

	Ed continued his exploration of the fourteen year old, rubbing his thumb at 
the base of her sex, then opening the lips with his other hand and gently 
rubbing her clit.  Jon watched the girl's face.  She was looked wild, scared 
and slightly confused.  Ed continued to play with her cunt, gently teasing 
it for about five minutes.  The scared look never left her face, but he 
could see that her nipples were still hard as rocks, but Jon was sure that 
was fear not arousal.  Finally, Ed started to slide his finger into the 
girl, only to stop immediately with a surprised look on his face.

	"Shit!  Dis one's a virgin!"  Jon was not surprised.

	There were grunts of approval from the men and Elaine closed her eyes in 
shame.  A quick slap on her ass from Ed's hand got her attention.

	"You doan close dem eyes less you're told to."

	Finally he moved to Ann.  She began struggling, but of course, there was 
nowhere for her to go.  Jon noted that she'd been very interested in the 
proceedings up to that point.   Ed knelt in front of her and ran a finger 
over her cunt lips.  They were quite puffy and protruding.  He rubbed his 
finger and thumb together.  Then he slowly slid a finger deep into her sex.  
It went in with ease and was wet when he pulled it out.

	"Heh.  Doan know if dis bitch is a virgin.  She pretty tight, but her 
cunt's soaked."  He stood up and slid his finger inside the girl again, 
working it in and out and rubbing her clit with his thumb.  Her nipples were 
erect, but she was glairing at him with all her might.  Her hips started 
moving and Jon thought that she might be trying to fuck herself on Ed's 
fingers.  That would have been a surprise.

	Instead, a torrent of piss gushed from her body, all over Ed's hand and her 
legs.  She had a triumphant look on her face as Ed pulled his hand out.

	That look faded as he smiled at her.

	"You think you smart, eh?  Well, dat was pretty dumb."

	He smeared his wet hand over the girls face and especially under her nose.  
Then he grabbed the prod and pushed it against her mostly shaven mons and 
pulled the trigger.

	Ann bucked and tensed, trying to get away from the pain, but it had 
happened too fast.  Jon sat and watched, noting somewhat distantly that his 
cock was hard.

	"Well," he said as Ann struggled to get her legs under her to relieve the 
strain on her wrists, "Almost time for bed. But first it's time for you to 
be given your collars."

	That drew looks from all of them.

	"You're surprised?  You gave up the rights to your bodies so quickly in the 
courts.  In fact, you lobbied hard to get rid of them."  Jon paused as there 
was wild head shaking from all of them.  "Oh, I know.  That wasn't what you 
meant when you banned abortion and systematically destroyed reproductive 
rights.  Or when you had people who liked pornography hunted and jailed 
until even writing erotic stories became illegal.  Corruption, you said.  It 
had to be stopped, no matter that simple thoughts and writings should have 
had protection under the Constitution."

	He stepped close to Kelly, running his fingers down her sweating body into 
her mat of pubic hair.  "But of course, that's not how you see things, is 
it?  You only see that in your eyes it's morally wrong to do those things. 
Right?"  Kelly nodded, panting as his fingers gripped one of her pussy lips. 
  She was completely dry, except for sweat and the remnants of her urine. 
"It's evil and a sin for two people to love each other unless they are of 
the opposite sex."  Kelly was just looking at him wide eyed. "People like 
Patricia over there gave loads of money to organizations that managed to 
keep certain types of contraception shelved because contraception is against 
God's will.  Not to mention the enormous amount of money and lobbying that 
went into killing any vestige of sex education for minors"  Jon pulled 
harder on the cunt lip, stretching it.  Then he let go and stepped away to 
looked at Patricia.

	"You thought that I didn't know about that, did you?"

	She shook her head.

	"Well it's easy to find out such things if you know where to look."  He 
drew close to her face while grabbing a nipple and twisting.  "Did you know 
that suicides among teen girls has risen 400% since people like you took 
away every place that they could turn to for help?  Pregnant girls are 
reported and forced to carry the children to term.  When they aren't thrown 
out on the street by people like you."

	He stepped back, letting his anger die.

	"Well, since you are so consumed with sex, I thought it would only be Right 
and Godly for you to experience what other people like about sex.  I'm sure 
that, eventually, you'll be taught to love it.  And, even if it's a lesson 
that you don't learn, your daughters will."

	Jon turned to Ron and said, "Collar them."

	Ron had already gotten the collars from the shelf.  Each collar had been 
custom made of stainless steel and were lockable.  They all fit perfectly.  
Jon had had his hacker get into the records of the exclusive "Bio Clothes 
Shops"  that these women shopped at.  All their measurements were in the 
database.

	He sat down as Ron showed them each what was written on their collars.  It 
was simple.  They read slave.




~Pen~
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/DarkPen/www
"But if I go cold/ I won't get sold/ I'll get
put in the back /On the discount rack/
Like another can of beans..."  B. Joel




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