Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Title: Say Hello to Hell (Part 1) Author: TheBigLove126 Keywords: MF, celeb, rape, oral, anal, viol Summary: Ariana Grande gets thrown in jail - Disclaimer: This is a fictional story and not a recollection of true events in any way (so don't message me calling me a dumbass...at least not for that) If you have any questions, comments, story requests or other feedback to this or any of my other stories; feel free to contact me at - thebiglove126@yahoo.com - "What's the problem, officer?" the young redhead Ariana Grande asked as she sat in her Porsche on the side of a road, deep in the heart of Los Angeles. "I clocked you going fifty-five in a thirty-five zone," the tall officer said. "Let me see your license, registration and proof insurance." Ariana handed over the credentials and stared up at the officer. "Please officer, could you just let me off with a warning?" she asked as she slowly moved her hair behind her ear. "I promise I won't do it again," she continued with a cute smile. The officer looked down at her and inspected her. His eyes wandered from her cute face, down to her body hugged tightly by a red sweater until finally seeing her slender legs covered by a black pair of jeans. He looked back at her face and smiled. "Step out of the car ma'am," he said, erasing the smile from her face. "What? Why?" she asked. "You are trying to flirt your way out of a ticket...I don't appreciate that. Step out of the car now," he said slowly moving his hand towards his gun. Ariana quickly turned the car off and stepped out. The officer grabbed her by the arm and roughly slammed her against the car. "What the...stop! I don't deserve this!" she yelled. "You can't arrest me for flirting!" "No but I see a bottle of vodka in the back seat and according to your license, you are only nineteen years old," he said with an evil smile. "You are under arrest for possession of alcohol under the legal age." Ariana sighed and started to tear up as her rights were read to her and a pair of handcuffs was slapped against her slender wrists. The officer took the opportunity to frisk the frightened young actress, feeling up every inch of her body. She wanted to tell him to stop but decided against it, fearing that it would only make the situation worse. The young girl stared out the window of the police car as she was transported to the local jail, trying to suppress the tears that were desperate to escape her. "Don't cry little girl, everyone gets in trouble every now and then," the officer yelled out. "I didn't drink anything," she said. "I clearly said `possession'," he explained. "'Possession' and `consumption' are different things you dumb bitch." Ariana's eyes went wide when he called her that. She felt scared. All she wanted to do was go home, get comfortable and crawl into her large bed. Instead, she was on her way to a cold jail cell with an officer who just got finished calling her a `dumb bitch'. When they arrived at the station, the officer pulled her out of the car by her long red hair. She screamed as he yanked her up to her feet. He turned her around and patted her on the ass, getting her to walk inside. She kept her head hung low trying to fight back tears as she was led in until she reached the small holding cell. He removed he handcuffs and shoved her inside, causing her to fall on the concrete floor. She slowly stood up and brushed herself off before speaking. "Do I get a phone call?" she asked. "Phones are down," the officer responded as he sat down at the desk on the other side of the room. "Well, what am I supposed to do?' "How about you sit down and shut your fucking mouth?" he said back with a chuckle. Ariana sat down on the small bench in the corner and stared forward, praying that the phones would start working so she could begin the process of getting out. She was not stupid though, she knew that it was around eleven o'clock at night and would take hours to get fixed. She was going to spend the whole night in jail. After yawning, Ariana lay down across the bench and fell tried to fall asleep. Right as she was about to pass out, she was rattled by a loud noise. She looked up and saw the officer bringing another person into the cell. She quickly noticed that it was a very tall man being dragged into the cell, yelling at the officer the entire time. It was very obvious to the young woman that the man was either drunk or high. Either way, she was not thrilled about having to share the cell. "Say hello to your new, heroin-addicted cellmate," he told her as he locked the man inside. She got nervous as the man instantly stared at her. She could feel his eyes looking her up and down. She remained still on the bench, trying not to look at him. "What's your name cutie?" he asked. Ariana remained silent. "Hey!" he said as he reached for her. She pulled herself away and turned her back on him. "Cunt!" he said. She turned around with a disgusted look on her face. He gave her smile, showing that his mouth was missing several teeth. "Don't talk to me, please" she sternly said. The man slowly walked towards her. She shot straight up and started backing up until she was cornered. He pressed his body against hers and began smelling her hair. "Hair dye! What's your natural color?" he whispered. "Br...brown," she responded nervously. He stepped back a bit and started imagining her as a brunette. She took the opportunity to get out of the corner. She sat back down on the bench and started breathing heavily. The man quickly followed her and pressed is crotch against her shoulder while he stroked her hair. "STOP!" she screamed as she shoved him aside and ran to the other side of the cell. "GUARD!" The arresting officer walked back into the room and approached the cell. "What do you want, bitch?" he asked. "Please, this guy is touching me. You have to move me out of here," she begged. The officer looked at the man, who was reaching again for her hair. As he touched it, he roughly wrapped it around his hand and pushed her head against the bars. The officer smiled as Ariana looked up at him. He took a step back and spit a large loogie into her opened mouth and turned around. "Have at her Tito! Her name is Ariana by the way!" he yelled as he closed the door and audibly locked it. "Ready for some fun Ariana? Say hello to hell," he said as his free hand slid up the back of her sweater. "Please stop, please stop, please st..." Ariana's voice froze as she felt her bra unsnap under her shirt. Tito tore the bra in two pieces as he pulled it out from under the sweater. He let go of her hair and turned her around. He took one piece of the bra, rolled it into a ball and shoved it into her mouth. She tried to scream but made no audible sound. He smiled again as he kicked her in the knees, bringing her down. Tito grabbed the collar of her sweater and yanked it up, shredding it into pieces as well. Ariana, left topless on the ground, quickly covered her small breasts with her quivering hands. She was too distracted to notice that Tito had completely stripped his clothes and was standing in front of the young actress, completely naked and stroking his seven-inch cock. Once she noticed, she hung her head down and sobbed. Tito picked up his foot and pressed it against her throat, shoving her against the bars and choking her as she struggled. "Ever been fucked?" he asked her. "Yes," she struggled to say. "Damn, I wanted a virgin...oh well," he said as he pulled his foot away and grabbed at her pants. He grabbed her pants from the back and started swinging her around to get her loose. Her entire body rag-dolled around and she slammed into the cold steel bars. Eventually, she hit the bars in the temple and lost consciousness. Once she was knocked out, he dropped her on the ground and unzipped the jeans before yanking them off. Tito stood over the naked, unconscious girl and spit on her. He rubbed the spit over her asshole and knelt down next to her, aiming his cock at her. He rubbed some of the spit on his cock and slammed it into her ass. He took no mercy on the girl's ass. He loved being able to rape the young girl with no crying or screaming. He dug his chewed and rotten fingernails into her perfectly smooth ass as he fucked her, drawing blood. Seeing the blood seemed to turn him into more of a machine. He went harder and faster into the girl, not wasting any of the time he had before she eventually regained consciousness. He was already reaching an orgasm. Tito pulled out of her, roughly flipped her over and quickly inserted himself into the girl's clean-shaven pussy just in time to erupt and fill her with his baby-making cream. He collapsed on top of her as his cock deposited what seemed like a gallon of cum into her. Once he shot his last drop, he grabbed her by the neck and started making out with the unresponsive girl while his cock slowly slid out of her. He continued kissing her until she finally regained consciousness. She immediately bit down on his tongue and tried to slide out from under him. He screamed loudly as blood started trickling down his chin. Ariana cowered in the corner as he stood up and approached her with a look on his face that scared her half to death. She instantly knew that she made a huge mistake. "Stand the fuck up!" he demanded, spitting blood in her face. Ariana slowly rose to her feet. "Please...I didn't mean to do that, I'm sorry." "Bullshit!" he yelled as he punched her in the stomach. "Now I'm really glad I came in your cunt!" Ariana looked down at her pussy and saw a small line of cum dripping out and right away knew what happened while she was knocked out. She looked up at him just in time to see him slam his foot down on her hand, breaking three fingers within one second. She screamed louder than ever as she held her hand close to her chest. "Get back on your feet!" he commanded again. Slowly, she got back on her feet. He grabbed her by the hair and started yanking and pulling until he ripped out a small chunk of her fake red hair. She screamed again but he ignored her. He rolled the hair into a ball and shoved it into her mouth, forcing her to swallow it. She stared at him with red, wet eyes as she felt her hair slide down her throat. Her eyes went down and she noticed that his cock was hard once again. "Suck it," he calmly said. She continued staring at it. "I said suck it!" he screamed, causing her to quickly fall to her knees and grab onto it. Ariana opened her mouth and reluctantly inserted the member. Right away, she could taste the anal residue left on it. She knew from the pain in her ass exactly what she tasted and had to use every ounce of strength in her injured body to prevent herself from vomiting. "Like the taste of your ass?" he asked as he grabbed her by the back of the head and forced all seven inches down her throat. Tito pushed her forward until she was backed up against the bars, restraining her as he choked her with his meat. To give her a small breath, he pulled out a bit, only to slam back into her. Her head bounced against the bars repeatedly as he thrusted in and out of her mouth. Once Tito pulled out, Ariana rested against the bars and caught her breath. She was so focused on her breathing that she failed to notice that the guard had come back and tied her hair around the bars, locking her head in place. She only noticed when she tried to sit up and could not move. "No more running for you bitch," Tito said as he grabbed hold of his cock and aimed it at her pussy. Ariana shook in fear as she saw the mass of meat coming closer and closer to her. She screeched as she felt the warmth of his cock slide between her unwillingly-moist pussy. She closed her eyes and sobbed as she felt his pelvis make contact with hers. She was being raped again, only this time she was awake for it. "Please..." she squeaked out. "Stop..." Her eyes started gushing tears as he pulled back only to slam back into her. She tried her best to untie her hair from the bars but she was in a bad position and the guard had tied it tight. Instead, she continued staring at the man as he violently penetrated her tender pussy. Ariana had only had sex a few times before and was not fully used to sex...but now, she was getting used to it whether she liked it or not...which she clearly did not. "You like this ya whore!?" Tito screamed before spitting in her face and slapping her. "I hope you've been taking you pills, `cause I'm tellin' ya now that I'm going to fill your pussy again." After hearing this, Ariana started violently kicking and trying to shake him loose. He quickly grabbed her by the throat and squeezed. He withheld breath from her lungs for several seconds before letting go. "Do that again and I ain't letting go!" he screamed. Tito continued slamming into her until he felt something. Suddenly, he felt Ariana's vaginal walls contracting around his cock and instantly heard her cry out loud. She had just had an unwanted orgasm...the ultimate humiliation for the young girl. "You are a whore, you're liking this ain't ya!?" he yelled as he slowed down to enjoy her body massaging at his cock. Ariana, still crying uncontrollably, kept her eyes off the man and just prayed that this night would end already. She did not care whether it ended with her walking out of the building or her being stabbed in the heart...she was ready for it to end. Her prayers were somewhat answered when Tito pulled her pelvis against his and unloaded his cum deep into the beaten down woman's womb, making sure that every last sperm made it inside. Tito removed himself from her pussy and sat down on the bench as she continued crying. After several minutes, the guard re-enter the room with a large pair of scissors. He cut a large chunk of Ariana's hair off, freeing her from the bars and leaving a noticeable spot on her head. He tossed her a baseball cap, a cocktail dress and a pair of slippers and demanded she get dressed. Once she dressed in the odd outfit, the guard led her out of the station and shoved her out of the door. Ariana had no car, no phone...no nothing. She walked down the dark streets in her short dress just hoping she would find a good person to give her a lift home. A car pulled up next to her and the passenger side window slid down. "You need a ride?" the man asked her. "Please, I need to get home." "Get in." Ariana got in the car and turned to the man who was holding a gun. "What the..." "Shut up whore!" he yelled. "You're wearing that whorish little outfit...you are just what I need," she began to hyperventilate. "A lot of the Johns have been demanding a new whore and I think I found one. Say hello to hell." Ariana gulped and looked out the window as his hand started rubbing against her thigh. To be continued...