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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Bypassing North Carolina (M+/F, gb, rp) By MercySlayer (mercyslayer@yahoo.com) *** Erica was excited to be driving to Florida to join her family. She was exhausted after completing finals at Boston University and look forward to a relaxing break on the beaches of Daytona. Erica grew up in Boston, but after she her first two years in college, her family moved to Florida. Erica was okay with the move since it gave her a place to spend her breaks. She would hop on interstate 95 and be in Florida in just a few hours. When not studying, She decided to start running and working out to tone her body for the beach. Erica was not overweight, but was called a full sized woman. She was 22 years old and stood about 5 feet 4 inches tall, but weighed a little over 140 pounds. Her light brown hair was shoulder length and easily pulled into a ponytail. Most of Erica's weight was in her 42DD breasts that made her look top heavy for her height, but made her measurements 42-30-36. She thought of herself as pleasingly plump, not fat, but not thin like a model. She was happy with her appearance and so were the men at school. She dated a lot, but never became serious with any one man. Erica tried hard not to be "loose" about sex, but she loved to have orgasm and generally slept with most of the men she dated. Her parents would have been appalled. She especially liked for her breasts to be sucked. To Erica, her breasts seemed to be hypersensitive all the time. Men loved her three-inch areolas and Erica's long, thick nipples were perfect for sucking. Although She enjoyed having sex, her sexual preferences were conservative. If she knew the man real well, She might let him screw her doggy-style. But Erica would not have oral sex during the first sexual encounter, and only if she was really horny and the man performed oral sex on her would she give blowjobs on the second sexual encounter. Because she enjoyed oral sex as much as screwing, She kept her pubic hair almost completely shaven except for a tuff of hair just above her slit. To some people these may have been weird morals considering that she was having sex with different men on a regular basis, but to Erica, it helped her self-esteem and with "rules" she did not think of herself as a slut. "Sluts have no rules about sex," Erica was fond of saying. She left Boston early in the morning. She was dressed in a white, buttoned up blouse and a pair of jean shorts that were a size too small. She wore a pair of tennis shoes and felt very comfortable as she drove down the interstate listening to different rock and roll stations. Late in the evening she crossed into North Carolina. She was making great time and felt good. She thought she might drive straight through to Florida. Just as she got to the other side of Rocky Mount Erica saw the blue lights in her rear view mirror. "Damn," she thought as she glanced at her speedometer, "75 in a 65." Erica pulled well off the road and stopped her car. She watched in her rearview mirror as the officer stepped out of the car. There was just enough light that she could see that he was in his late thirties and rather cute. Quickly Eric reached up and released two buttons showing the tops of her ample breasts. "Maybe I can talk my way out of this ticket," She thought. The officer stood at the side of the car now and she rolled down the window. "License and registration," he said matter-of-factly. Erica reached into her bag and pulled out her license and registration and handed it to the officer. "Is there a problem?" Erica asked trying to act innocent. "Massachusetts?" the officer asked, "where you headed in such a hurry." She could now see that the officer was a local sheriff's deputy. "Florida," She said, "did I do something wrong?" "Speeding, 75 in a 55 mile zone," the officer replied. She took a deep breath, turned toward the officer so that he could clearly see the tops of her breasts and asked the office if they couldn't "work something out." She was surprised at his response. "Get out of the car, please," the officer directed and stepped away from the door. She stepped from the car and was spun around by the officer. He grabbed her hands and pulled them behind her back. Before Erica could react she felt handcuffs around her wrists and the sounds of them closing. "Wait a minute, what's wrong?" She asked a little angry. "Spread `em," was the officer's only reply. He kicked Erica's legs wide apart. She continued to asked why she was being arrested. She tensed as she felt the officer's hands "patting" her down. Although Erica had never been arrested, the officer seemed to be a bit aggressive patting her down. He ran his hands up to her crotch and slid them slowly down the inside of Erica's legs. After he checked the waistband of her shorts, his hands slid upward and over her breasts. She felt his hands lingered too long on her bosom and started to protest. "Shut up," the officer shouted, "and explain this!." She looked around at a plastic baggy with white powder inside and was shocked. She denied knowing anything about the powder and was met with sarcastic skepticism from the officer. "Speeding, possession, transporting drugs across state lines," the officer recited, "let's go down to the jail so you can be searched properly." Erica continued to assert her innocence as the officer pushed her into the backseat of his cruiser. She asked about her car, a phone call, and her rights as the officer drove off down the interstate. He never responded to her. She felt tears building in her eyes and was not paying attention as the officer left the interstate and drove down a two-lane road for several miles. Finally, the officer pulled into a parking lot. As Erica was helped out of the cruiser she saw a large administrative building that was attached to a five- story building with no windows. She could see the sign said "County Jail." As Erica was pushed into the building she could hear the sounds of men coming from the courtyard. Once inside Erica was confronted with eight or ten other deputy's. "What's you got Billy," a deputy yelled. "Another damn Yankee drug dealer," Billy replied. She voiced her objectives and demanded a phone call. "After we've searched you," Billy replied. She was shoved into a large room void of furniture except a long table in the center of the room. She was still in her handcuffs as she looked around the stark room. The walls were painted a pale white and the floor was tiled. There were only two doors and no windows. She stood beside the table and waited. When a door opened Erica expected to see a female deputy. Instead four male deputies including the one that "arrested" here entered the room. She became very uncomfortable as the deputies positioned themselves around the room. The one called "Billy" approached Erica. "Time for your strip search," Billy said harshly, "now strip out of those clothes." She stared at Billy for a moment not believing her ears. This hillbilly deputy wanted her to remove her clothes in front of him and the other three. She was not a lawyer, but she knew this was not right. "I want a female deputy," She demanded. All the deputies laughed as Billy walked right up to Erica and behind her. Erica turned around quickly to face him. "Ain't no female deputies here, now either strip or we'll help you," Billy said with a sneer. Erica pulled on her handcuffs. There was no way she could remove her clothes with her hands cuffed behind her back. She informed Billy of her problem and stated she wanted to cooperate. Billy told her the cuffs were her problem and that she better be stripped by the time he counted to ten. She saw the other three deputies moving in on her as she worked frantically to try and remove her shorts. Her hands were secured with the cuffs and she could not even unsnap her shorts. Very quickly, Billy got to ten and the four deputies descended onto Erica. She knew that the counting and demands were all for show, the deputies into to strip her no matter what. She tried to back away, but she quickly felt hands tugging at her shorts and removing her blouse. Since the handcuffs were in place, her shirt was torn off. In short order Erica was naked from the waist down and only wearing a bra above the waist. With her hands pulled behind her, Erica's 42DD breasts looked even bigger. Erica's face was crimson as she stood naked in front of the four deputies. Billy approached her and lifted Erica's breasts in each of his hands through the bra. "You could hid a field of pot in these tits," Billy said with laughter. She protested and demanded to be released. Those present laughed and then Billy produced a switchblade knife. Erica froze and tried to remain still as Billy slipped the blade into the center of the bra and pulled outward slicing through the material. Erica's breasts sprung forward pushing the cups away. Next, Billy sliced through the bra straps and through the material onto the floor. She was sobbing now and dancing from foot to foot. "Damn, look at these titties," Billy announced. Billy grabbed Erica's tits and squeezed them between his hands causing her areolas and nipples to poke out. She continued her pleas through her sobs as Billy pinched her nipples and pitched her tits up and down in the palms of his hands. Erica was finally turned around and forced to bend over the table. Her tits were smashed into the cold Formica of the table and Erica felt her feet being tapped by something wooden. "Man, I love a fat ass, look at the meat on this Yankee girl, just like one of Papa's hogs," Billy said. Erica raised up and got a quick glance at the four officers standing behind her before Billy shoved her back onto the table. She was pushed so hard that her head bounced off the table. What she saw in that brief moment was Billy tapping her the insides of her feet with his club. The other officers were all slapping their clubs into their opened hands. Now Erica was scared and her chest heaved as she sobbed. "Spread `em Yankee girl," Billy said as he taped her feet with his club. She was very aware of the cool air blowing across her naked ass. As she moved her feet apart, she felt her cunt opening just slightly and a breath of the cool air hitting her bare cunt lips. She felt so vulnerable with her hands cuffed behind her back and the four men staring at her ass and cunt. Her sobs caused her body to move jerkingly on the tabletop as she awaited her search. "Now let's see if she's got anything hidden in these holes," She heard Billy say. As those words ended, Erica stiffened as she felt two fingers inserted into her cunt. Erica realized that Billy was not wearing a glove. "Please, don't do this," Erica begged. Billy just laughed and forced a third finger into Erica's dry hole. "Damn, this Yankee girl is dry as a bone, we need to moisten her up a bit," Billy noted. She was relieved as she felt the three fingers leave her raw cunt. She was still at their mercy, but felt that there was at least a bit of consideration for her. She knew there was no way out of her predicament, but once she was released, she could bring charges against the officers. "Ohhh," Erica exclaimed when she felt the wetness against her cunt lips. Billy was sitting on a stool between Erica's legs. His mouth was perfectly positioned over her open cunt. Billy was sticking his tongue out and running it up and down Erica's slit. He would stop at her clit and swirl his tongue around it a while, then stick his tongue inside her cunt. She tried to pushed her legs together, but the stool prevented it. She started to move her hips, but the four officers misinterpreted her movements as enjoying Billy's attention. "She's getting wet!" Billy announced. Erica was mortified as her body betrayed her. She could feel the wetness in her cunt growing from the constant attention of Billy's tongue. She also felt something else. Bits of pleasure shot through her body with each touch her clit by Billy's tongue. "Her clit's hard as a rock boys!" Billy said keeping everyone posted. Billy increased the intensity of his tongue on Erica's clit. She felt herself getting closer and closer to orgasm. She closed her eyes and prayed silently that her body would not betray her. As she felt her orgasm starting to build, Erica stiffened her body and tried to retrain any reaction. Billy placed his mouth of Erica's clit and sucked gently while flicking the end of it with his tongue. It was too much and the orgasm crashed over Erica. She bit her lower lip and tried not to let these officers see what was happening to her. She was struggling against the intensity of the orgasm and a low, groan finally escaped from her lips. As her orgasm subsided and Erica relaxed across the table, she was thankful that apparently no one noticed. "I think this Yankee bitch came," Billy said as he stood, "look at her juices just flowing from her cunt. Now we can do a proper search." She felt four of Billy's fingers stuck into her soaked cunt. Billy pushed and the pressure against Erica's cunt was incredibly painful. "You're hurting me, please, please stop," She sobbed. Billy ignored her and pushed harder and suddenly his fist slid tightly into Erica's cunt. She bounced her ass up and down and tried to raise up from the table. Two of the deputies rushed to the table and pushed her back down. The pain in her cunt was overpowering and Erica pleaded for Billy to stop. Billy ignored her and slowly pulled his fist back a little then pushed hard sending his fist up past Erica's cervix and behind her uterus. His fist was buried in Erica's cunt to just above his wrist. "Don't lose your watch again," one of the officer laughed. She could not believe the pain in her cunt as Billy twisted his fist around. She could feel the walls of her cunt stretched to the splitting point. Again, Billy pulled his fist almost out of her cunt, then slammed it back inside her. She wailed and tried to trash about as Billy fist fucked the young girl. Her efforts were useless as she was held securely by the two other deputies. In the mist of her struggles, Erica felt herself cumming again. Billy must have felt it also as he increased the speed of his fist pistoning in and out her abused cunt. This time Erica could not hide her orgasm. "Oh God, noooo, God, ooooohhhh, geezzzz," She tried to contain her vocalizations as her orgasm was upon her. Finally, her orgasm over, She collapsed across the table. She could hear the disgusting comments of the deputies about her. "Little Yankee girl likes to be fist fucked," Billy commented. She shut her eyes tightly and started to cry again. She felt the vacuum as her cunt pulled at Billy's fist when he removed it. Her cunt felt so empty now. Erica was so ashamed of her display. Thankfully, the search was over and soon Erica thought her ordeal would be over. "Nothing up there, no let's check the other hole," Billy said gleefully. She was only half-listening as she was lost in her self- pity. That ended quickly when she felt a finger probing her asshole. "Noooooo, not there, there's nothing there," She pleaded. The two deputies secured Erica to the table once again. This allowed Billy to shove two fingers easily into Erica's ass. The pain that brought was much more intense that the fist-fucking. No one had ever even touched Erica there before. Billy commented on the tightness of Erica's ass, removed his fingers and stuck them into her wet cunt coating his hands with her juices. He then shoved two fingers back into her asshole up to the last knuckles. She tried to bounce her ass to escape this intrusion. She was disgusted as Billy sawed his fingers in and out of her ass, then spread them open to stretch her asshole. "I think the little Yankee girl likes this also," Billy laughed. Nothing was further from the truth. She was in intense pain as Billy's fingers invaded further into her rectum. Erica laid still and tears flowed down her cheeks. She felt hands grabbing her meaty asscheeks and pulling them far apart exposing her asshole completely. "Let's see if the little Yankee bitch will come again," Billy directed. Erica raised her head to protest. She felt Billy's fingers removed from her ass but immediately replaced by something smooth, round, and cold. She realized it was one of the wooden clubs. Billy was forcing one of the batons into her ass. She started to scream as six inches of the baton was forced into her asshole. The deputies just laughed and inserted another baton into her cunt about eight inches. Billy walked around to the front of the table. He pulled Erica's hair so that her head came up and she was looking at him. Erica saw Billy nod and then felt the two batons moving alternately in her ass and cunt. She realized she was being fucked by two of the deputies in her ass and cunt with the batons. Billy just watched Erica's face with a grin on his. She grimaced and protested, begging Billy to let her go. Billy just laughed and continued to hold her head up. The deputies were now fucking Erica with the batons furiously. Erica's ass as moving back and forth on the table as the men pounded her with their batons. The deputy fucking Erica's cunt had his fist positioned so that with each stroke, his fingers scraped across Erica's engorged clit. She started to shake her head as she knew what was going to happen. The pain in her asshole was slowly turning into pleasure while the baton in her cunt felt like a nicely hard cunt. She looked pleadingly into Billy's eyes, her eyes full of tears as she felt the orgasm starting. Billy took his free hand and pushed it under Erica's chest. He found the nipple of her right breasts hard and pinched it causing a yelp of pain to escape from Erica. Erica's breasts were hypersensitive from her two previous orgasm and Billy pulling her nipple was more than she could stand. "Please don't make me cum, don't make me cuuuummmmmmm," Erica wailed as she started cumming with the words. The deputies fucked her faster and harder with the batons. Billy dropped Erica's head and laughed. He now had both of her nipples caught between his thumb and index finger and was pinching and twisting them while Erica was screaming with her orgasm. "Please, stop, I can't stand it, please, please," Erica begged and pleaded but the deputies continued to fuck her ass and cunt. "Nooooooooo," She screamed as another orgasm started, "I can't take it anymore, no more, please." Billy pulled Erica's nipples until her tits were under her shoulders. The two deputies fucking her with the batons were covered in sweat and growing tired. Billy nodded again and they pulled the batons from Erica with a plopping sound. Erica's body shoot with the after- effects of the two intense orgasm. She remained still lying across the table, hands cuff behind her back. "Now, Yankee girl," Billy started, "rape would be against the law, so I think you should beg us to fuck you." She shook her head slowly and tried to raise up. She was pushed back down on the table. She heard a door open in front of her an looked up to see another man standing in the room. "Sheriff, we've been searching this prisoner," Billy explained. "Please help me," Erica saw her chance with the Sheriff in the room, " please, they are sexually abusing me, please stop them." The Sheriff ignored Erica and walked around the table looking at her. She continued to begged the him for help. "She's a little on the heavy side don't you think Billy," the Sheriff commented, "has she asked you to fuck her yet?" She could believe her ears. The Sheriff was no different that the deputies. She felt his fingers probing her cunt, then her asshole. She slumped in defeat as he wiped his hands across her back. The Sheriff pulled her head up by her hair. "You want us to fuck you in your cunt and that fat little ass of yours?" the Sheriff asked. She spat in the Sheriff's face. A fatal response she discovered as he let her head drop to the table. "Ask her again," the Sheriff said as he wiped the spit from his face, "if she refuses, put her in with the prisoners." She watched as the Sheriff left her alone with her four assailants. "What's it going to be Yankee girl, you want us to fuck you you'd better asked nicely?" Billy said. Erica's resolve returned and she yelled "Never" to the deputy and turned her head away. She knew she would rather spend the night in jail that let these animals fuck her. Erica saw two deputies leave and could hear the other one talking quietly to Billy. When the other two returned they were rolling something. She watched and her heart started to race as she saw what the two deputies were rolling. "Nook, nooooo," Erica started to scream as Billy pulled her to her feet and led her over to the device. She stood at the edge what appeared to be a sawhorse on wheels. The crossbeam was very thin and attached to the four legs were large wheels. In the front there was a rope handle that could be used to pull the sawhorse around on the wheels. Billy pushed Erica down amid her vehement protest. The thin crossbeam went between her two breasts separating them slightly and ended just under her chin. The other beam of the crossbar was slightly wider and supported her stomach. The other deputies quickly removed her handcuffs and attached Erica's wrist to the two front supports. While Erica continued to protest, her legs were pulled to each side and her ankles secured to the back supports. "Please, what are you doing, let me go," She pleaded. "You had your chance, you know what we want," Billy responded. She could not believe what was happening. Billy secured a leather restraint low on her waist effectively stopping any movement. She grimaced in pain as her hair was pulled back tightly into a ponytail. A band was placed around it and attached to a cord. Billy pulled Erica's head back until she was looking straight ahead, then tied the other end to a metal loop in her waist strap. "Ouch, you're hurting me," Erica spat at Billy. Billy and the other deputies just laughed. She could not lower her head with her hair attached to the leather strap around her waist. She also could not move her arms and legs. Erica's 42DD breasts just hung down swaying back and forth. Erica watched as one of the deputies took the rope and started to pull the sawhorse with Erica attached from the room. The door opened and without any attempt to cover or hide Erica, the deputies walked across the hall to another door. She continued to plead, protest, and scream to be freed. The door in front of her was very heavy and contained multiple locks. She felt a sharp sting across her buttocks and stop screaming for a moment. Then another sting, this one more painful. "Shut the fuck up," Billy yelled, "this is your own doing, all you had to do to avoid this was ask. . .no beg us to fuck you. Now shut up!" Erica heard the yells of the prisoners before she was pulled into the hallway. She cut her eyes to the right and saw the long row of cells with varying size arms sticking out. The deputies pulled Erica slowly by each cell just out of reach of the prisoners. The vile and horrible things they were yelling at Erica made her stomach turn. As the deputies reached the end of the row, they opened another door into a very, large room. She noticed it was similar to the other room, but with only one door. "What's going on, what are you going to do?" She demanded. "Release Block D," Billy yelled. As the cell doors opened, Erica heard the sounds of feet coming toward the room she was in with the deputies. The realization that the deputies were giving her to the prisoners just hit Erica. She struggled and pulled, but her bonds were tight. "No, you can't do this, don't do this," Erica screamed at Billy. The room filled with prisoners around Erica. They were white, black, Hispanic and there must have been twenty of them. She could see their erections pushing against their orange prison uniforms. Fear and desperation filled Erica. "Okay, okay, please take me back, I'll let you fuck me," Erica said to Billy. "Sorry, not what I wanted to hear," Billy replied. Eric heard Billy tell the prisoners to leave no marks and the deputies stepped to the wall to watch. Eric scream and pulled at her bonds as the prisoners began to strip out of their jumpsuit and approach her. The first was a large black man whose cock was at least ten inches long, hard, and uncircumcised. He grabbed She by her ears and pointed his cock at her mouth. At the same time, a white man, just as large lined his cock up at the entrance to her cunt. "Wait a minute, please, no, don't do this, I'll fuck you all," Erica begged frantically. "Wrong answer," Billy laughed and nodded to the two prisoners poised to abuse Erica. She screamed again when she felt the cock shoved into her vulnerable cunt. The scream was cut short by the black prisoner's cock finding the back of her throat. Without any tenderness or concern, Erica was face-fucked and fucked in her cunt furiously by the two men. The one in her cunt pulled out and shot his seed all over Erica's ass. Erica tried to push the cock from her mouth with her tongue as another prisoner mounted her cunt. This only served to increase the fury in which the black prisoner fucked her mouth. Finally he exploded and Erica felt like a gallon of sperm was shot into her mouth. She gagged and spit as the sticky, cream ran down the corners of her mouth. No longer gagged with a cock, Erica pleaded again with Billy. "Please, please, stop, I'll fuck you all," Erica said again with no response from Billy. As the man grunted with each stroke in Erica's cunt, another one mounted her mouth. She tried to figure out what Billy wanted her to say. The prisoners were in a frenzy and all pounced on Erica. Her tits were pulled, sucked, pinched, bit, and generally abused while her cunt and mouth were used the same. Some prisoners jacked-off into the side of her face and onto her ass. She never got another chance to beg for release from Billy. Her cunt and face were constantly being fucked. She tried not to swallow any of the cum, but some prisoners would hold her nose and keep their dicks buried in the back of her throat until she swallowed. Erica's nipples were becoming raw and very sensitive. They had grown to a full inch and were hard as rocks. Somewhere during her abuse, Erica experienced a massive orgasm which seemed to just inspired the prisoners even more. After about an hour, all twenty prisoners had fucked Erica in the mouth and the ass at least once. She was covered in cum and had swallowed so much of their sperm that she was nauseated. With her head still pulled back, Erica heard footsteps and impulsively opened her mouth. She saw that it was Billy. "Please," Erica said in a faint whisper, "please, would you and your deputies please fuck me." "Just what I thought," Billy replied, "you want us to fuck you. Sure, we'll fuck you since you asked so nicely." Billy ordered the prisoners back to their cells leaving Erica with the deputies. She could hear them behind her and heard their clothes hitting the ground. Erica was released from the sawhorse and told to get on her hands and knee and reach behind herself and pulled her asscheeks apart. The deputies applauded as Erica did as she was told and her asshole came into view. Billy placed his hard cock at the entrance to Erica's virgin ass. "Noooooooo," Erica screamed faintly as she felt the intrusion in her asshole. Each deputy took their turn after Billy fucking Erica's ass. They made her hold herself open the entire time. After the deputies all had a turn, Billy mounted Erica's ass again. This time he reached underneath and grabbed both of her tits. As he pumped Erica's ravaged hole and pulled her tits, she exploded in her most massive orgasm yet. She could heard herself screaming to be fucked, to get more men, to fuck her. As she passed out she heard Billy comment on what a slut she was. She awoke in her car sitting in a rest area just south of Rocky Mount. Her hair was wet and her clothes stuck to her body. Erica realized that she had been washed and dressed. As she shifted her weight and felt herself, she found no bra or panties. Her ass and cunt throbbed with soreness and the cloth of her shirt painfully rubbed her still erect nipples. She looked and found the keys in the ignition. She started her car and pulled back onto the interstate. Glancing at her watch she found it was almost noon the next day. She started to cry as she drove toward Florida. Her vacation in Florida was not as much fun as Erica wanted. Her mind was preoccupied with what had happened to her. Within moments after Erica arrived in Florida she planned her route home. After much thought, Erica left Florida on interstate 95 to return to Massachusetts. As she approached the state line the thought of bypassing North Carolina never crossed her mind. As the state line went past, Erica pushed the accelerator until the speedometer reached 85 mph. With her nipples hard and her cunt so wet it soaked through her panties, Erica hoped Billy was patrolling the interstate again. 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