Perverts 'R' Us

The Evil Empire - Part 5 (An Age of Consent Tale)

By Loki925 ( M/Fg+, con )

This story is pure fiction and does not resemble anyone or anything in reality, whatever that is.

8:30 p.m., At Debby D. Dallas' home:

With cum still running out of their little pussies the girls were lying exhausted on the floor. Sam picked each one up and put them into bed. Debby, who still had some energy left, headed for the bathroom, where she took a quick douche and shower.

While Debby was toweling herself dry, the clean-up crew arrived. After Debby was dry, she smiled and slipped a pair of handcuffs under her pillow.

On the cleaning crew was a young man who took note of Sam. The cherry-hatted men dressed and Sam tipped each one. Except for the cum on the floor, the clean up went well, and by 9 p.m. the clean up was done.

Sam locked the front door and headed for the shower. As he walked past Debby, who was in bed, he noticed that she had that twinkle in her dark eyes. "She was definitely up to something," Sam thought.

Sam finished his shower and went back into the bedroom. He sat on the bed and was toweling his hair dry, when he felt the bed move. He knew it was Debby but he would wait for her to make the first move.

Debby retrieved her handcuffs and slithered toward Sam. When she saw the towel over his head she knew the moment was right, and she struck.

But Sam had anticipated Debby's move, and soon Officer Dallas found herself pinned under Sam's strong arms with her tummy sandwiched between Sam's legs.

"Oooo! Sam you're a brat," Debby said.

Sam let go of Debby's arms. Debby smiled and reached up to Sam. Sam looked into Debby's dark eyes. No words were needed. Debby's eyes said it all, but love was the last thing on Sam's mind, or was it?

He lowered his head to plant a small kiss on Debby's lips, but as his lips met hers a one hundred megawatt lightning bolt slapped Sam.

Sam jumped off the bed, folded his arms together and turned his back to Debby. There was no way he would go down that road again.

Debby at first thought, "What did I do wrong?" but she soon realized it was not her it was Sam. She had touched Sam's guarded place, but at this point, she did not know what to do next.

9:30 p.m. In the State of Holiness, at the emergency meeting of the Holy Council.

"Damn!" Barker thought as he said, "Boo! Crap!" he thought, "he was going to die without putting his holy member into Fatima's loins."

"Boo!" Barker howled louder.

In Fatima's bed chamber:

Fatima had tried to pray, but each time she closed her eyes there was the evil Cokard.

She lifted her tired body and tortured mind off her knees and onto her hard bed. She stared at the crumbling ceiling, calling for some time before her heavy eyes closed shut and she drifted off to sleep.

Fatima's dream:

Fatima found herself walking on a very dark road with nothing but blackness everywhere she looked. She felt herself being forced to move ahead. Slowly she walked for what seemed like hours upon hours. She walked and walked until she could walk no more.

She collapsed onto the darkness and was forced to crawl. When Fatima was at the end of her strength she cried, "Why, Boo! Why?"

She cried like a child would cry and her own mind spoke to her, "You have no love," she told herself.

"But I do, I do!" she screamed.

Then she heard her mind say, "The law is the law, and must be obeyed."

Then once again Fatima found herself walking on a dark road, but this road had a faint glimmer of light ahead. Fatima rushed toward the light. But as she stepped into the light her eyes were blinded by its glow.

Then she saw a strange image. The image was of her sitting naked with a small baby suckling at her breast. She was sitting at the feet of a man dressed in blazing white clothes. She could not look at the man, but she saw herself stand and give the child to the man.

She saw herself dressed in her black habit, then she saw herself point to the man in white.

Once again she heard, "The law is the law, and must be obeyed."

A horrid black bolt fired from her imagined hand and struck the man. The man tried to protect the child, but both he and the child were turned to black dust.

Then she watched herself walk into a den of snakes where she was raped and raped again by the snakes.

"No!" she cried, "No!"

Then she heard with a cruel laugh, "The law is the law, and must be obeyed."

10 p.m. In the State of the Truly Free, with Mahmoud:

Mahmoud once again dialed the number. "At the tone the time will be 232 North Chantal Street."

Mahmoud returned to his room. He checked his map. If he left now he could arrive at the address at 3 a.m. It was both a good and a bad time to approach a target. Being that the area was strange to him 9 a.m. would be much better.

Plus from the map he noticed that the area was undeveloped, so he could dress in the suit he had in the trunk of his car and play the old "survey" game. He also had all the necessary items to play that game. "9 a.m.: Boo, give me the strength I need," he whispered.

In the State of the Truly Free, at Debby D. Dallas' home, in Debby's bedroom:

"Sam," Debby said, "I will be ok now. Come to bed."

Sam paid her no heed. Debby smiled, "Sam I've been a very bad girl and I need some whacks."

Sam angrily turned toward Debby, "You S----."

Sam stopped himself before he could finish the word that he had promised himself he would never again use.

Why was he angry with her? It was not her fault. But somehow in his twisted emotions, he decided that Debby should pay.

"Turn over!" Sam commanded.

Debby could tell just by the way Sam looked that he wanted to hurt her, perhaps very badly. But she turned over, tilted her butt up and said, "Whack me Sam, as hard as you can."

Boiling with anger and hate for himself Sam stomped two steps toward the bed. He drew his hand back and swung, but missed Debby's butt by a mile. "Damn! Damn! Damn!" Sam shouted. He walked out of the bedroom and continued on out of the house.

Sam stood in the cool night air. "Hello young man, care for some tea?"

Sam was startled. "You love her, don't you." Mrs. Johns said.

"What?" Sam questioned and wondered how this at least ninety-year-old lady knew.

"Ooo! If I was just ten years younger I'd give you a good whack!" Mrs. Johns said, feebly shaking her walking cane at Sam.

"Now young man, go inside have some fun. Come by in the morning for some tea."

Mrs. Johns turned and slowly walked back to her house. Sam turned to go back into the house when he heard, "Don't forget the tea. 9 in the morning."

"I won't." Sam called back.

Sam walked into the house and continued toward the bedroom. "Look," he said to Debby, "Don't even think that I will ever change."

"Now who would want to change a bad boy like you?" Debby coyly smiled.

"Good!"

"Now let's see. Oh, you owe me at least ten whacks, but you also owe me a kiss." Debby said.

Sam smiled and sat on the bed, "A kiss for ten whacks it is."

Sam reached to give Debby a kiss but quickly found himself hand cuffed to the bed.

"Now Mr. Cokard, count one, you let me get fucked by a dog. Count two--- Oh count one will do. One hour should do."

"One hour?" Sam questioned.

"You'll see, you very bad boy."

Debby rummaged through her nightstand drawer and finally found what she was looking for. She had never used the thing before, but she had never met a man she wanted to fuck for an hour. The cock strap had a written money-back guarantee to stop a man from cumming for at least one hour.

She waved the strap at Sam. "Oh no you don't." Sam protested.

"Sorry, bad boy, you have no choice."

Sam relaxed. "Well," he thought, "this was going to be one interesting relationship, wherever it led."

Debby sucked Sam's cock and when it was rock hard she attached the cock strap to the middle of Sam's cock. Smiling she straddled Sam's waist. She gripped his cock and placed it to her hot wet pussy. Slowly she lowered herself onto Sam's big cock.

When her ass kissed Sam's balls she placed her head on Sam's chest. She listened to his strong heartbeat and felt his cock pulsing against her cervix. "Sam, I love you."

Sam grumbled.

"A grumble was good enough for now," she thought, for she was hopelessly in love with this man.

As Debby drove her pussy up and down on Sam's long fat cock, she knew she had found what everyone yearns for, true love. She knew no matter what happened she would always love Sam.

Thirty minutes later Sam was way beyond being desperate to cum, but Debby was restless. All Sam could do was smile for he knew there was an upside to this. Debby would be a lot sorer in the morning that he would be, perhaps even bow-legged.

Ten minutes later, between Sam's fucking and Max's fucking, Debby had reached her limit more than ten minutes ago. She pushed her butt just past the strap and let it loose. She drove her pussy one last time down on Sam's cock and felt his semen splash into her very sore pussy.

7 a.m. Sam woke up and he looked at Debby who was still sleeping. He saw her red pussy lips. "Yep," he thought, "she is definitely going to be sore." Sam stood up and started toward the bathroom. When he was half way there he heard Debby wince with pain.

He smiled, "What's the matter, Officer Dallas? Pussy a little sore this morning?"

"Brat!" Debby sorely answered back. "Oh you bad boy, just what am I going to do with you?" Debby thought as she admired Sam's tight butt and smiled, "Oh Sam, I do love you so."

Slowly Debby spread her legs and sat up in the bed. Then like an old bow-legged cowboy she hobbled into the bathroom.

In the girl's bedroom:

"Like that?"

"Oh yes, Kitten," Sue answered, "Just like that."

Kitten went back to licking Sue's clit. Mei Lei woke up and said, "I want in on that."

"Goody," Sue said, "let's lick the last of Kitten's cherry blood."

"Oh, my pussy is so sore." Kitten protested.

"Licking will make it feel lots better," Mei Lei smiled.

"Are you sure?"

"Yep," Sue answered, "It worked great for me."

"Alright I guess," Kitten said.

"Good." Sue said, "Now put your pussy into Mei Lei's mouth and I will lick your ass."

"My ass?"

"Sure. Don't you want Sam to take your ass cherry?"

"Won't that hurt a lot?"

"Yep, but it will feel so good when you make him cum." Sue said.

"Ok." Kitten said and straddled Mei Lei's open mouth.

In Debby's bathroom:

Debby finally managed to sit on the toilet but as her piss streamed into the bowl, she cried, "Ooo! Ooo! Ooo!"

Sam stepped out of the shower and Max walked into the bathroom. "Max, you need to go out?"

"Woof." Max answered.

"Good. I can call 911 from the kitchen and tell them we have an officer down with a sore pussy at 231 N Chantal Street."

"You're incorrigible, Sam Cokard." Debby remarked.

"I know," Sam smiled, then turned to walk out of the bathroom, saying, "Baby ointment works great on sore pussies."

As his cock also ached a little, Sam slipped into a pair of soft cut sweat pants. "Maa," Sam mused. "What his slightly sore cock needed was some little girly pussy juice." It was widely known for its marvelous healing properties for all kinds of male cock ailments.

"Yea," Sam thought, "hard cock, sore cock, bloated cock, limp cock, bent cock, cum stuck cock, and that was only a few of the things a wet little girly pussy tube could cure. It was another reason the little girly tube ride was so popular."

Sam let Max out the back door and glanced at the clock. It was 7:30 a.m., plenty of time to take care of his slightly sore cock before he had tea at 9 a.m. with Mrs. Johns. And Debby did have that large sunken bathtub in the central bathroom.

To be continued.

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