THE PROSECUTRIX (Part Two) "The Objects of Lust" Donna Does It Her Way Pricilla Gives Him A Mouth Full
I.
"Counselor! Sit Down!" The judge barked her order. Shewas no longer irritated, she was furious! Prisicilla Turnbelt, the young beautiful prosecutingattorney, returned to her seat. The judge was right. JudgeLillian Cartwright usually was. "I'm sorry your honor." Prisicalla couldn't get her mind off that asshole of a newadministrative assistant District Attorney. John Mark Denenbaum: What a shit! Why in the world was he refusing to prosecute. "Counselor, step forward please." The judge seemedconcerned. "Come here to the side bar, please." The defense attorney walked to the side bar as well. Itwould be inappropiate for the prosecutor to talk to the judgewithout the other side. Ignoring the presence of the defense attorney, the judgeasked, "Pricilla. What is bothering you!" Noticing the defense attorney and a bit hesitant to respond,Deputy D.A. Turnbelt replied: "I'm sorry your honor. Ah, I'vejust been working on a case, a woman, a 42 year old divorcee isbeing 'stalked' by her ex and the new ADA refuses to prosecute." "She's being stalked? Isn't that the new law they justpassed because of those Hollywood types?" The defense attorney,Clark Smith, had to get his two bits in, and continued with,"Yeah stalking. A guy with a continual hard goes hunting forbabes. So, was this divorcee wearing 'fishnet stalkings.'Stalking, stockings, get it." Smith was roaring with laughter. "Shut up, asshole. Or I'll beat the shit out of you. Andyou KNOW I can." Pricilla was not in the mood to quarrel withthe little shit. Though she did feel a surge of passion as sheremembered her recent wrestling match with Smith. Lillian hadarranged it. The Judge and the women of their exclusive butgrowing club of womanists, watched as Pricilla absolutelydestroyed Smith. Pricilla flashed on how she made Smith grovelat her feet and then started to flush when she remembered how shehad claimed her victory: forced herself onto the wimp's face andused his nose to bring her to a raging climax. Turning back to the the judge: "Anyway, I think it stinks. This woman is truly in danger and scared too death. Her dementedhusband was found outside her house and in the trunk of his carhe had a loaded gun, a clever, a ski mask and gloves, two eightfoot lengths of rope - just right to tie her to a chair, severalsix inch wide pieces of surgical tape - perfect to tape oversomeone's mouth, and a razor blade with shaving cream. Exactlywhat he planned to do with that, I'm not sure and I really don'teven want to think about it." "He probably planned to shave off her pubic hair." Defenseattorney Smith was unable to keep his mouth shut. "Thats it wimp. Back to your chair." DDA Turnbelt's commandwas exact. Her waist length hair spun through the air as sheturned her shapely body towards the defense counsel table andpointed in the direction she wanted Smith to go. Smith did notargue. Alone at the side bar, Judge Cartwright smiled andwhispered, "Thank you counselor. I know all about that new Mr.Denenbaum." Then with a gleam in her eyes, the judge asked, "Canyou be at the gym in fifteen minutes?" "Sure," replied Pricilla. "But I thought we were going tosneak into the Sheriff's activities center and watch Donna go atit with that Captain Robbins." "Well, Deputy Deborah can take care of herself. We'll beable to see it all on video later; she arranged for a secrettaping." Turning back to the subject at hand, the judge againasked, "Well... are you up for it?" Pricilla smiled, nodded and felt her face begin to flushwith excitement. "But how are you going to get him there, and sosoon?" "Don't worry. I still know how to get my way around here,you now." Then turning to defense counsel Smith, now meeklyseated back at his table, "Counselor, something urgent has comeup. This hearing is continued until ... June 12th. Thank you,court dismissed."
II.
"Umph." Captain Robbins let out a low growl then slumped tohis knees. Deputy Sheriff Donna Deborah, her shoulder blondehair dripping with sweat, smiled as she circled her foe. DeputyDeborah had just dropped her commanding officer to his knees witha stunning round house blow from her long muscular leg. Donnahad felt the ligaments in her toes strain to the maximum as theypounded into Capt. Robbins midsection "You bitch," cried Captain Robbins. He had challengedDeputy Deborah planning to stiffle her continual demands fortransfer out of the court system and into the vice squad. Shewas doing just fine as baliff for that lesbo - judge LillianCartwright. Besides, Robbins only wanted men on his vice squad. He hated the idea of women under his command. They were fine attaking notes and filing court documents but they shouldn't beallowed out in the field. Thats a man's world. Donna circled her foe, contemplating her next move. She knewshe had to continually distract Robbins if she wanted to beathim. Though John Robbins was the department fight instructor andwas in excellent shape, he was still a macho pig. And Donna knewthat all macho pigs, in fact all men, see women only as objectsof their own selfish sexual lust. Donna wasn't sure exactly whatsexual fantasies went through Robbins mind when he looked at heramazonian body but she was certain he viewed her as an object,not as a person. Now to use that to her advantage. "Come on 'big man' not fraid of 'this little girl' are you?"Donna glared down into Robbins eyes. Dressed in silk black gymtrunks, cut high up the thigh, Donna Deborah felt a surge as hersix foot three inch frame towered over Robbins' kneeling body. Donna saw John Robbins eyes open wide, staring at her massivebreasts which were barely covered by a white cotton muscle shirt.Deliberately, Donna took a long, hard breath. She made her chestexpand to expose her proud, rock hard nipples. When she saw thatRobbins' was fixated on her body, Donna Deborah jumped back tothe balls of her bare feet, swung her right leg forward, hurledher body around and delivered another crushing roundhouse kick,this time landing directly on the side of the Captains' head.
III.
"And that's how it works." The judge has just givenPricilla Turnbelt and her opponent, Mark Denenbaum, the rules. There were none. Winner of the fight takes all. If Denenbaumwins Pricilla would never again question his authority. But ifhe lost, the administrative deputy would never stand in the wayof whatever Pricilla said, recommended and did. That includesgoing forth with the "Stalking" prosecution. Denenbaum had agreed. The new administrative assistant hadbeen told by the District Attorney himself that there was sometalk about Judge Lillian Cartwright and her band of lesbian rightwingers. The guys in the men's room at the courthouse calledthem "Separationist." She-wolves who beleived men should beseparated from their genitals at birth! Lillian Cartwright knewall about these rumors so she was direct with Denenbaum. "Comeand prove yourself, right now! Only Pricilla and I would betheir." What she didn't tell Denenbaum was there would also be asecret video camera; the women captured all their club matchesagainst men on video. Denenbaum stood ready, dressed in tight red European stylebikini briefs. Pricilla had to admit that this dark skinned,hairy chest man of 31 years was good to look at, all 5'9" and145lbs of him. What she didn't know was Mark Denenbaum was alsoa damn good athelete. In high school he was a track star and thenumber two pitcher on the baseball team. He also has an an angryside, directed primarily at women who he really considered weresecond class citizens; sexual objects who do his dishes, cook hismeals, keep him company, and open up their legs whenever he wasin the mood, which was almost always. Standing across from him he saw Pricilla Turnbelt, thatluscious little lipstick lesbian. It was common lockerroom talkthat Judge Lillian Cartwright had this 5'6" 120lb blondebombshell assigned to Department 5, her department, because thejudge was in lust over Pricilla's 34 year old athletic body. Denenbaum was eager to get started. He hadn't told anyone hewas coming, he thought he'd suprise them all and bring backsomething of Turnbelts' - like her red bikini top or better yet,that revealing tong style bottom. A fine trophy to hang over themen's urinal the next day. "Okay cunt! Lets get it on," Denenbaum issued the challenge.
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"That's it, cunt!" Captain John Robbins was red with rage. Jumping to his feet he lunged at Donna Deborah. Deborah moved toher left, but not in time. Robbins caught her in the cheek withhis elbow. Donna's head shot back. Robbins wasted no time usinghis other arm to deliver a solid fisted blow to the Deputy'smidsection. Donna buckled as the blow hit her squarely in thesolar plexus. Fortunately she was in excellent condition,working out was a religious experience for her, so her tauntmidsection muscles were able to temper much of Robbins'potentially fatal blow. Robbins, falsely sensing victory, jumped to the balls of hisfeet and swung his body to the left; he would finish her with around house kick of his own. Instinctively Donna knew what wascoming. Even before Robbins started to swing, Donna lifted herleft arm. Her hand caught the Captain's leg. Jumping to herfeet Donna grabbed Robbins leg with both hands. Turning to herleft, Donna jerked the Captain off his feet, forcing him downonto onto the mat. Continuing with the motion, Donna dropped herbody fully on the back of Robbins thighs. Holding onto hisankle, Donna forced Robbins right leg back and into her body. The leg was twisted in such a way Robbins had to let out ahowling yell. "Ahh fuck! God damnit. Let go of me you witch." DonnaDeborah scoffed at Robbins' plea. Laughingly, she grabbedtighter and pulled harder. Yanking as hard as she possibly couldshe pulled back and to the side. She was sure she heardsomething snap.
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Pricilla Turnbelt was shocked by the blow. She had underestimated Mark Denenabum. Never before had someone hit her sohard. The pain shot from her neck through her left arm and intothe fingers. "Fucker" she thought. Denenbaum smiled. He knew he had delivered an effectiveblow. Those two free kenpo karate lessons had finally paid off. "Bitch" he thought. "This bitch is going to be mine." Denebaumlost no time. He grabbed a stunned Pricilla Turnbelt by her neckand snapped. He threw her forward and down. Pricilla flippedthrough the air and landed hard on her back. Denenbaum jumped upand then came crashing down, leading with his elbow. "Umphff." The beautiful deputy district attorney cried out as Denenbaum'selbow smashed into her breasts. Denenbaum quickly stood up,reached down and grabbed PT by the hair. With all his might hepulled the bitch to her feet. He reached back with his free handand delivered a powerful punch to her mid section. Turnbeltdoubled over in pain and then sank to her feet. Denenbaum smiledwide as he again pulled Pricilla to her feet. He decided it was time to claim his "trophy." Withunexpected quickness, Denenbaum reached forward and ripped offPricilla's bikini top, revealing two magnificiently shapedbreasts. Denenbaum's smile turned into a fixed stare. He let out anaudible gasp at the sight of Pricilla Turnbelts ravishing beauty. Her perfectly formed breasts with nipples standing hard indefiance. Mark Denenbaum stopped fighting, his mind flooded inlust. He could think only of his urge to grab those beautifulmounds of flesh with those large, beautiful, and somehowmenancing nipples. Almost hyptonized, Demenbaum grabbedPricilla's waist and pulled her close. Turnbelt, a bit dazed byDenenbaum's flurry of punches and flips, did not resist. Shewilling let him draw her into him. Both to capture back herbreath and to use this male's selfish lust against him. Pricilla was in her element. She knew she had a beautifulbody, by any and all standards. She knew that men went wildlylustful when she was in their presence. However, she also knewthat she felt virtually no sexual feelings for men. It was thosephysically beautiful women, like herself, that were the ones thatmade her weak in the knees. In that respect she was, accordingto the talk shows, a "lipstick lesbian." Regardless, Pricillaknew that with men, she could use her sexuality to theirdetriment. When administrative assitant distric attorney Mark Denenbaumwas fully in her embrace, Pricilla Turnbelt grabbed a crop of theman's hair. Without a word she snapped Denenbaum's head into herleft breast. "Suck it!" He was mesmerized by the touch of herskin and the cool hard nipple now forced between them. Hesucked. He lost all sense of time and space and sucked. Pricilla smiled then glared as she grabbed Denebaum's headaway from her breast. Pulling his hair to control his head, sheshoved his face into her elbow joint. With a tug, a yank and amuscled grip, she turned his trapped head into her right breast. Again she ordered: "Come on big boy, Suck 'em. Give this one abig suck for 'mama'."
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"Come on you fucking cunt!" Captain John Robbins was nowback on his feet. His weight resting entirely on his left leg;the right was numb and possibly broken. "I'm done playing Mr.Niceguy." Robbins was red with rage. "Now I'm going to prove toyou why I'm the boss around here." With that Captain JohnRobbins, the department fight instructor, forgot about his legand charged Deputy Sheriff Donna Deborah. Lunging towards her,Robbins felt his loins stir. He lustfully wondered what it wouldbe like to have Donna Deborah naked and tied spread eagle to thefloor, her pussy shaved totally clean. He thought about ramminghis 6" tool up her box, hearing her moans of delight and when hewas ready to come, pulling out and shoving his rod deep down intoher throat. He loved to hear them gag just as he explodes deepinto their mouths. Robbins didn't notice, but when he was within inches ofDonna, she calmly but swiftly stepped to the left, brought herknee up, and rammed it into Robbin's stomach. Donna Deborah sawthe captain's eyes instantly change from lust to anguish. "Auuuggghhh" came Robbins scream. His momentum causing himto stumble forward and then crash down hard onto his face. Donna just stood and smiled. She watched as Robbinsstruggled to bring himself back onto his hands and knees. Shelaughed when she saw him before her on his all fours, just like adog. When Robbins finally got to his feet, Donna moved in tofinish him off. Using what she had learned the other day, Donnadelivered a snap punch to Robbins' mid section, a vicious uppercut to his chin, a resounding left hook to the side of his headand a final powerful no nonsense right punch square to his nose. Robbins never had a chance to defend himself. He went down witha thud! Donna felt warm inside. Reflecting on the martial arts/boxing lessions she andPricilla had been given by Lon Luc Ton, Donna silently uttered:"Finally, a man had taught me something I could actually use."
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"Cunt?" Pricilla whispered in Denenbaum's ear. Theadministrative assistant was still in a trance as he continued toplay homage to Pricilla's lovely breasts. "Is that what youcalled me?" The question was mockingly rhetorical. "Okay honeyboy, I'll show you a cunt!" Pricilla's voice was soft butcertain. This fucking asshole will see her cunt alright, upcloseand personal like. But first she needed to repay him for the painshe was feeling in her neck. In an instant that shocked Denenbaum's mood of euphoria,Pricilla slammed her left fist into Denenbaums mid section andshouted, "Fucker!" Denenbaum doubled over, involuntarilyreleasing his mouth from Pricilla's breast and yelled out inpain. "Aaahh, shit." Without missing a beat, Pricilla brought her right leg upand into Denenbaum's chin. When he was standing straight upagain, Pricilla grabbed Denenbaum's head with her right arm,turned and flipped this new administrative assistant hard ontohis back. Her wrestling technique was nearly flawless now. Immediately she grabbed his hair and pulled him to his feet. Shepunched him again into the midsection. Denenbaum again doubledover, exposing the backside of his neck. Pricilla saw theopening and took it. With her right hand fisted in a half cup,Pricilla propelled her right arm down and into the left side ofDenembaum's neck. Mark dropped to his left knee. A split secondlater, Pricilla raised her left arm and smashed towardsDenenbaum's right shoulder where her fisted hand cracked downhard onto the nap of the man's neck. Denenbaum's right knee gaveway and he slumped to ground, broken and helpless at Pricilla'sfeet.
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Donna walked over to her victim's prone body. Looking downat her bloodied Captain, the Deputy Sheriff's eyes revealed asinister glare. Captain John Robbins was all hers now! and sherelished in the thought of turning this overgrown meathead into atrembling piece of meatloaf. Confident in her victory, Donna hadtaken the time to flex the muscles in her calves with each step. She was preparing her limbs to squeeze the very life out of her"boss." When she was directly over him, deputy Donna Deborah raisedher leg and placed her left foot on her Captain's head. Slowlyforcing him into the mat she could feel the flesh from the soleof her foot push through the nape of his neck. A moment later she used that same foot to turned Robbinsover onto his back. The Captain offered no resistance. He wasbeaten. Standing over him, legs positioned on either side of herdefeated foe, Donna jumped up, knees bent slightly and thendropped swiftly onto his chest. "Uummpphhhffflll" The soundwas almost sickening. Donna really didn't want to crack any ribs, but it wouldn'thave bothered her if she did. She wanted it very clear that shedeserved the transfer and there would be no fucking with her whenshe took her position on vice. After delivering this punishing blow, Donna let out a gruntand snarled a victorious "You Lose! Meatloaf." With that, DeputySheriff Donna Deborah took her victory by leaning forward ontoRobbins' outstretched stomach, her head facing his legs, her legsresting over his weakened face. The victorious amazon spread herlegs, turned, and grabbed Robbins' head, placing it between herthighs. Jocking his head a bit, the Deputy positioned her"boss's" limp skull exactly where she wanted. Her muscled thighsclamped tightly around his head and neck in a type of reverseheadscissor. Donna knew that the minute she applied pressure,the veins in her beaten foe's head would come bulging through hisscalp. As Donna Deborah applied more and more pressure to theCaptain's head, her mind drifted to Penny. Beautiful Penney. Her roommate and lover for over four years. Donna thought ofPenney's strong, gorgeous legs: a product of five years as aranking amateur beach volleyball champion. It requiresunbelievable leg strength to compete in that game and Donna couldonly imagine what damage those solid steel legs could do to thismacho pig. While Donna dreamed about pitting Penny against somearragant man in a club match, she failed to realize that CaptainRobbins had gone unconcious. Robbins was absolutely out cold. Hopefully he wasn't dead! Donna placed her ear to Robbins'heart. She sighed a bit of relief as she heard his heart beat. It was slow, but definitely beating. Donna pulled herself up and had to laugh when she saw herfight instructor spread eagled on the mat. "I may get hurt?"remembering her Captain's words to her earlier that day. "Yourright, I did break a finger nail." Mockingly she looked andadmired the nail that she had in fact broken. She chuckled whenshe saw the four inch scar Robbins will have, once he wakes upand cleans off the blood. Donna walked over to the side of the mat and removed aneight foot length of rope from her gym bag. Returning to herthoroughly beaten and still unconcious foe, Donna tied JohnRobbins' hands behind his back and then wrapped the remaininglength of rope around his legs. He was hogtied and helpless andwould not be able to release himself without the help of another. Donna thought about tying the rope around John's cock andthen around his neck, but she really didn't want to humilate himin front of his staff. He was still the boss. But then again,she wanted him to always remember that it was she who haddefeated him like he had never been defeated before. With that in mind, Donna removed her loosing fitting blackgym trunks and then her orange colored jocky under panties. Shewas suprised to find that they were a bit moist. Guess thecombat was more exciting than she thought. Donna reached down into Robbins pants and grabbed his cock. It was dead limp. Using both hands, Donna tied her briefs aroundhis balls. When done, she raised his pants back to his waist. This way, when the next shift found Robbins hog tied, only he andDonna would know that his manhood had been taken away as well. Donna liked that!
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Looking down at the thoroughly beaten and sobbing Denenbaum,Pricilla had to laugh. "Denenbaum - You are about to meet yourend. I've dominated your body, now I'm going to humilate yoursoul!" Towering over him, hands victoriously riding on hips,Pricilla glared down and then with a smile said, "Now lets see,you didn't want to prosecute the stalker because, what was it yousaid, oh yes, because those items found in his car didn't proveanything." Smiling towards the judge, Pricilla continued,"Lillian what do we have in that little black bag of yours?" Unable to hid her amusement, judge Cartwright reached intothe bag and removed an eight foot length of rope. Pricilla hadalready dragged Denenbaum over near the weight machines so takingthe rope from Lillian, the victorious beauty tied Denenbaumspread eagled to the stair master. The judge reached in the bag and grabbed a six inch widepieces of tape. Handing it to Pricilla, Lillian issued a psuedojudicial order, "Ms. prosecutor, why don't you take your rightfulplace at, or should I say, on the head of our guest and pleasedemonstrate for Mr. Denenbaum exactly what the stalker had inmind." In compliance, Pricilla first removed her tong bikini bottomand briefly modeled her firm muscled buttocks and neatly shavenpussy for Lillian and her captured opponent. Then, Pricillawalked over to Denenbaum and slowly lowered herself onto hisface. She went slow, making sure that Denenbaum took a good lookat her cunt. It was an incredible turn on for her to sit on theface of the one she had just beaten, especially when that someoneis a man. With the piece of tap hanging in one hand, Pricilla grabbedDenenbaum's wrists together and wrapped the tape around capturingDenenbaum's upper half. With Denenbaum completely in tow,Pricilla repositioned herself so her body was now facingDenenbaum's feet with her beautiful backside hole completelycovering Denenbaum's nose. Thoroughly amused, the judge reachedinto the bag and presented Pricilla with a shinning single edgerazor. With that, Pricilla cut Mark Denebaum's bikini briefsfrom his midsection. The briefs would go into the club's collection of mens jocksand jockyshorts. The women hang them hang next to their lockers,like notches on a bed post. This one would go on Pricilla's,along with the boxer shorts she took from at defense attorneyClark Smith. At the sight of sight of Denenbaum's extra long and extrawide cock, Lillian let out a gasp, "Oohh, looks like you snared abig one, Pricilla." Pricilla just smiled and then turned around,repositioning herself on Denenbaum's chest, pinning his arms tothe mat with her knees. Pricilla then raised slightly, puttingher exposed pussy no more than four inches directly fromDenenbaums face. Pricilla decided she would humilate this guy bygiving him a real mouthfull. She was glad she drank those eightglasses of water today. When it came, Denenbaum coughed and tried to raise his handsto protect his face from Pricilla's flush. He couldn't. Pricilla's full weight had trapped his outstretched arms. Besides, his hands were still bound together with the tape. The judge gasped at what she had just seen. Startled andsomewhat horrified, but otherwised thrilled, she let out agirlish yelp, "My god Pricilla. You've become quite a suprise." Lillian felt a little weak in her knees. The Prosecutrix's powerwas more than she first imagined. "This woman definitely hasunlimited potential" the judge thought. "Wonderfull Pricilla, nowwhy don't you go get dressed. We're to meet Donna in ten minutesat my place. I'll take care of our Mr. Denenbaum. Pricilla smiled, used the hair on Denenbaum's chest to wipeherself and without a word retreated to the locker room; all thewhile twirling Denenbaum's jocky briefs in her hand. When she was sure Pricilla could not see her, LillianCartwright picked up the shining straight edge razor. A wickedsmile crossed her face as she looked down at Denenbaum's hairygenitals. The look from Denebaum was Horror!
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The victorious Donna Deborah was halfway out of theSheriff's activity room when something caused her to stop. Thoughtfully she turned towards the beaten and still unconciousCaptain John Robbins. Donna walked back to Robbins and loweredherself to within several inches of Robbins' mouth. She's notsure why, but something told her to grab Robbins head and pull itup to her pussy. When his mouth was but an inch away, Donnamoved her lose fiting gym trunk to the side and jammed Robbins'outstretched mouth directly into her cunt. Holding Robbins' headtightly against her, Donna lurched and then peed into herCaptain's mouth. Funny, but she actually seemed to enjoy it whenshe heard him gag.
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