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  1. Flaminqo: *sighs after a month of having been in prison.*....
  2. Blankfinger: -a click and a metalic whine as once again, officer Volley came to her cell, a food tray in hands that had on it watermellon slices as the main course.- Feeding time!... Is my good girl hungry?
  3. Flaminqo ~As she would see officer Volley enter her cell, with her still having her arms cuffed behind her back for safety measure. She would sigh as she saw the watermelon slices... Really? Was all she thought to herself, before speaking.~ Rhonda Wylde: "Ye-Y...Ye'...I'm hungry...Officer Volley..."
  4. Flaminqo: why don't you ever move closer when we RP but stalk me around in rooms that are public! Dx))
  5. Flaminqo: thank you, ya' silly dunce.))
  6. Blankfinger: <//~//<)
  7. Blankfinger: He was smiling softly as he aproached with her food, happy to see just how submissive she had become since coming under his custody. None of the other guards ever checked in on her... she was all his. He would stop right in front of her and holding one of the melon sliced up, wiggled it a little. "Then come get it, girl. Let your big, strong officer Volley take care of you." She was going to have to get closer to reach it, right against his little chest as a matter of fact, not that he didnt know that, why else would he be pushing up her shirt so that it was covering even less before she could even move.
  8. Flaminqo ~She would sigh deeply as she would see him smile ever so happily, how come that none of the other police officers had questioned her or interrogated her, it was awful... An entire month and innocently inprisoned.... However she would come closer and grumble a bit to herself as she felt him move her shirt up... How could someone as strong and independant as her allow this stupid brat to take this type of control!?! She soon enough was right up against him and awaited for him to feed her or something.~
  9. Blankfinger: Over the month he had become ever more dominant over her. Giving her commands, touching her as he pleased and humiliating her even when she made him mad by making her job jaked from the showers and back on one occason. And now, with her breasts nearly bare against him as he fed her watermellon slices like her race normaly ate, he took it another step further. As casually as one would blik, the cop puppy undid his belt and pushed his pants down just far enough for him to use her chocolate bosom as a snug nest for his boyhood, his sack, sheath and little red rocket all warm against her skin. "Enjoying the meal, Rhonda? Because i've been thinking that Rhonda is a silly name and you could use another... something that sounds better liiike... Mammy."
  10. Flaminqo ~As he would push the melon slices into her puffily, ebonic lipped mouth she would gag and couch lightly, before she chewed and swallowed it up with a defeated expression on her face, how dared this little canine!? ho-wh...what was he doing now!? NO!?! He had put his little boyhood between her mountainous, milk-nukes and just...snugged it up in there and now was trying to rename her!? And Mammy... How dared he?~ Mammy: "I-It's soundin' gud, Officer Volley....*sigh*....wh-w...when 'am I'mma go 'ome?...pl-p...please 'tis been a month, 'ready..."
  11. Blankfinger: The pup frowned and just fed her another slice. "Shut up... M-maybe i dont feel like letting you go... M-maybe assaulting an officer is 4 years in here at least!... Maybe i want to keep you forever..." He wasnt in the mood to hear her objections. He would push the watermellon slice against her puffy, ebonic lips untill she was leaning back and he was on her lap, using the cleavage of her plump and heavy breasts as he saw fit, making them bounce in her shirt like a waterbed. "Heeeh... i coud get used to having a Mammy around~"
  12. Flaminqo ~Seeing him frown she would arch a brow before letting out a muffled gasp, and cough when he shoved another piee into her plump mouth, her left eye twitching upon hearing four years and maybe even forever... In which she nodded, rapidly... She would be a good girl, she was mammy... As long as it wasn't forever in thsi cell... Her eyes glimmering as she was tearing up feeling him bounce her bosom and tittyfucking her as he pleased.~ Mammy: "nnnrhhh.mmmnrngfgkk....*cough*....*gasp*.....O-O 'course....Mammy's 'ere...'t please...*sob*...."
  13. Flaminqo: Seems she's become his prison bitch in a sense o3o))
  14. Blankfinger: (indeed >u>)
  15. Blankfinger: (she might be let out of the cell in time, so that she could follow him to his desk and sleep there. Or his office... a small kitchen in there and everything so she can be a proper prison bitch <w<)
  16. Blankfinger: He dropped the tray now that it was empty and grasped Mammy's shirt tightly, holding still in just a way that would let het see the little buble against the fabric from where the tip of his puppy cock pushed up, a small damp spot apearing after a moment. "If i took those cuffs off, would you promise to keep doing th-this? You're really soft and warm and i... ah... i want to play with you like this forever... you could be my... hnnn! M-my prison wife?" The buldge twitched and he went right back to violating her breasts, panting softly.
  17. Flaminqo: not smart))
  18. Flaminqo: Should keep her in cuffs :s))
  19. Flaminqo: She can't do much if she is cuffed. Aka. more submissive and law abiding. ^w^))
  20. Blankfinger: (got it. Dont suppose he couldnt just... forget about it once her back is turned and that luscious rump is in his face @w@)
  21. Flaminqo ~Mammy would groan as she looked at him gripping her shirt so tightly, before she then saw the little damp spot on the shirt, her eyes wide as saucers as he would say that she was his prison wife, that made her yell him out and not even care about the whole ordeal of uncuffed, she had some dignity left and she was no prison wife! She then grunted and groaned, whilst shaking angerly in her cuffed state, making her bosom jiggle and bounce pleasingly, alongside with the rest of her chubby body.~
  22. Blankfinger: He would be momentarily snapped out of his happy, cloudy minded state, eyes wide in fear and a soft whine escaping him... but only for a moment. "Grrrr, i'm in charge... me! Bad girl... bad!" The pup slapped her chest from side to side then, but his hits didnt hurt in the least, if anything, they jsut made her tits jiggle even more and that only made him feel better. His hips were a blur after only a few seconds after that and the sound of him hitting her tits with his body became a soft, yet erotic drum beat. "Haaa... haa... haaah!" Mammy would get to see the pup shivver and then go rigid as his adorable face contorted in the pleasure of release. A larger, darker stain spread acros her shirt and the warm, sticky source was obvious to her. This pup, this underaged, juvinille officer had just came between her breasts, coating her dark flesh in puppy cum that she could feel being squished around whenever she moved. "Haaa... Mnnn Mammy... Hoo.." When he puleld himself out of her cleavage, he trailed seed that glistened off the edge of his member, some dripping onto her bare, ebony stomach. It wasnt going soft.
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