Diane Hughes night of extreme rape by two police trooper and one lady police officer2/2
Baker, now alone with the woman again, walked behind her and squatted down. She gazed at the blistering red bottom
then touched it. Diane, in her stupor state, uttered a soft moan.
"Only four more strokes to go," Baker stated, "and I'll be they will be really hard ones. You know what the Judge will do when I tell him you tried to bribe me into helping you escape?"
Baker added as she started to pinch Diane's sex lips.
Diane cringed and remained silent.
"He will probably triple your punishment.....maybe even give you ten days on the Women's Work Farm." she continued as she slipped her fingers into Diane's sex hole.
"I know the Warden there. She likes big tits like these," Baker chided as she went from Diane's sex to her hanging breasts, and started to knead and pinch them. She pulled and twisted on the nipples, rubbing the large nubs to erection. She took a firm grip on the nipples and stared to shake them.
Diane shut her eyes and remained silent, hoping that this cruel woman would tire of her sport. She gave the tits some final shakes and pinches and went back around to Diane's upturned and very vulnerable ass. Baker started to goose the exposed anus, smiling as Diane jumped every time she poked at the tiny anal pucker.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Baker started to slap the bare bottom with a staccato type rhythm.
"NO! PLEASE NO MORE! I CAN'T STAND IT!
Diane screamed.
Just then the men walked back into the room.
"What goes on here," the Judge asked.
"She was being verbally abusive, Your Honor," Baker replied.
"Well, in that case, Officer Baker, you can administer the final four strokes." The judge directed.
Baker picked up the paddle and with a full swing aimed at the direct center of the big bottom. With all her force the paddle landed with a sickening splat. Diane's mouth opened in a wordless shriek. Three more times the paddle struck the same exact spot, the last delivered with particular forcefulness.
"There now, Mrs. Hughes, all done." the Judge chided. "I hereby declare this case closed. Take your wife home, Counselor."
And the Judge, Baker, and the Troopers left.
It had cost Daren Hughes the price of a luxury car to set it all up.
But worth every penny of it. He looked at the blistering red bottom.
"Ready to go home, dear?" he smiled.
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