Blind Justice (Mf, prost, incest, viol)

By wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com)

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NOTICE: This is the sequel to the story "Blind Date".  If you
haven't read that story, please do in order to fully understand
the events and characters.
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"Jeff, I'm glad you're here," I said opening the door.  "I need
your help to move."

"You're moving again?  Mike, what's up with that.  Didn't you
just move like three months ago?"

"Yea, but it's time to move again."

"I still don't understand why you want to move around so much? 
What was wrong with the trailer park you were living in before
you moved here?"

"Nothing.  That's why we stayed there longer than the usual
places.  I just want to make sure Brooke doesn't get too used to
a place."

"You're still fuckin' with her head?"

"Of course," I said smiling.  "She needs to be kept off balanced,
you know disorientated.  That's why I'm always moving shit
around.  Keeps her from getting too comfortable."

"You're a dog, you know that?"

"Yea, but I'm a rich dog," I replied laughing.  "I've made more
money in one year off that slut than I did busting my ass for the
last ten years.  The little whore is a gold mine!"

"The `little whore' is your niece."

"Yea, so?  What's your point?"

"If you don't know, then there's no sense in me telling you.  So
where is the `little whore' anyway?"

"Bedroom."

"I think I'll go say `hi',"

"Hold on, man, not right now.  She ain't alone?"

"Customer?"

"Yea.  Should be finishing up in a few minutes.  She's got
another one coming in `bout ten minutes. That's almost enough
time for a quickie," I told him winking.

He smiled back,  "You gotta beer?"

"Sure, I'll grab us some brewskis."

"Say, when are you moving?" he asked following me into the
kitchen.

"This weekend.  You're okay to help, right?  I'll need to borrow
your truck."

"Man, you've man so much money, why don't you just buy your own?"

"I don't want to flash around too much money.  Makes me a target
for assholes," I said handing him a beer, glancing at my Rolex. 
"Looks like his time's up.  Wanna come check this out?"

Setting my beer on the counter, I went to Brooke's room, pushing
the door open.  "Okay, your time's up," I called out watching the
gray-haired man rolling over, gasping for air.

"Just," *pant*, "give me," *pant*, a second," he labored to
breathe.  I hoped the old fart didn't die while still here.  The
body would be hard to get rid of.

"Get a move on, time is money," I told him shutting the door. 
"Come `er, I wanna show you something," I said slapping his back
as I passed, heading to my room.

"What is it?"

"You gotta see this shit for yourself."

Following me into my room, he sat on my bed, finishing his bottle
of beer.  Pulling open my armoire, I flipped on the 19-inch
monitor and watched as the split-screen images of Brooke's room
came into focus.

"What's this?" he asked.

"It's surveillance system.  Top of the line shit.  This baby's
got night vision and the highest resolution cameras on the
market.  It came with four cameras and I got three of them in
Brooke's room and the fourth is in her bathroom.  It stores
everything on this," I said patting the hard drive.  "It has 500
gigabytes and can store a month of footage."

"What do you need that for?" he asked watching as the portly man
eased out of Brooke's bed and dropped the used condom into the
trash can next to the nightstand.

"Remember Eddie, the computer geek?"

"Yea, the zit-faced nerd.  What about him?"

"He's got a web designing company and does site hosting and shit.
He designed a site for me and hosts my webcast of Brooke.  Guys
pay me fifty dollars a month just to watch what she does all day
and to see her fucking her customers."+

"MIKE!  Are you crazy?  You can't put that shit out on the net!"

"Why not?  I'm making a ton of money.  It's only been a few weeks
and I already got sixty-four clients.  That's extra thirty-two
hundred dollars this month alone.  In a few more months, I`ll be
probably pulling in just as much money from the people watching
her that are actually fucking her.  I can't lose."

"Can't lose?  First, she's underage and second, you can't take
pictures of people without telling them first, especially
something like this!  You`re looking for trouble, man."

"Relax, no one will find out about it.  Eddie knows what he's
doing and he's using other servers in different countries to keep
the cops from finding us so it's no problem."  I saw the
expression on his face and for the first time sensed he wasn't
supporting my decision. Jeff, what's wrong with you?  I thought
you'd be cool about this."

"I dunno, Mike, it just doesn't seem right to keep doing shit
like that to her."

"Oh, it's cool when you're fucking her for free and making a few
buck when you bring johns over, but when I try something else to
make a few extra bucks off `er, you get all religious on me."

"It's not that, man; you know I've got your back.  I'm just
thinking maybe you should cut her some slack, that's all?"

"CUT HER SOME SLACK!?!  She's a blind whore, nothing more.  A
piece of fuckmeat to use as I see fit!  What else is she going to
do with her life, huh?  She can't get a job or nothing like that.
 Hell, she can't even find her way around the fuckin' living
room.  She needs to pull her fuckin' weight around here if she's
going to live with me!"

"Whoa, Mike, take it easy, I didn't mean to piss you off.  I was
just thinking that she's about ready to drop any day now and
probably needs to save her strength." "She spends most of the day
in bed already, how much more rest does she need?"

"Yea she's in bed all day, but she's usually getting fucked."

"So?  You don't think she can fuck *AND* rest at the same time? 
Most of her tricks complain about her anyway.  Dumb whore just
lays there.  Can't even fuck right."

"Well it's not from the lack of experience," he said
sarcastically.

"Look, the fatty is leaving," I said checking the time.  "You got
six minutes if you're interested."

He stared at the monitor for a few seconds.  "She's really gotten
huge since the last time I saw her."

"It's been over a month since you've been over."

"Well, the old lady's getting possessive of me.  Thinks I'm
fucking someone else."

"How is Lisa?  I haven't seen her since you got married."

"Doing good.  She just wants me close to home now."

"Yea, bitches can be like that," I said laughing.

"You still got about five minutes.  I can stall the next guy if
you want, but only a few minutes.  She's got another one in about
thirty minutes and I don't want them stackin' up on me."

"I'm not so sure I want to now," he said looking at the monitors.
 "I don't want my pictures shown all over the world."

"Don't worry, I turn it off whenever she blows me.  I'll do the
same for you.  Come on, let's go," I said pulling his shirt.

She was on her back, slowly rubbing her bloated stomach, her eyes
facing the ceiling.  "Damn, she's freakin' huge!"  Jeff said
standing next to the bed.

"Jeff?" she asked turning her head toward us but seeing nothing.

"Yea, I just stopped by to see you."

"Don't lie, man, you know you're here to fuck her."

"Come on, Mike do you always have to be so crude?"  I looked at
him with my brows furrowed.  What's gotten into him?  He's never
been like this.

"I need to pee," Brooke said struggling to sit up, grabbing the
sheet and mattress for leverage.  She's around nine months
pregnant already and looks like she swallowed a fuckin' beach
ball.

"So, go pee.  What are you telling me for?"

"I can't sit up, can you help me please?" she asked waving her
hand around hoping I'd grab it.

"Fuck no, get up yourself.  I ain't your damn slave!"

"I'll help you," Jeff said wimping out and taking her hand.  Even
he had to struggle to get her fat ass to sit up.

"If you weren't such a fat cow, you'd be able to get up on your
own.  As soon as this kid is out, you'd better lose all that
fuckin' weight, understand?" I bellowed, sliding her dresser over
about a foot and laughing as she stubbed her toe walking past me.

"You're not right," Jeff said looking at me with a sour
expression.

"What?  Can't a guy have a little fun?  Besides, I don't want her
getting too used to where shit is.  Since you're not going to
fuck her now, I want to show you something else I'm doing to make
a few bucks."

"What is it this time?"

"Wait 'til she gets back, you're gunna love this shit."

Hearing the toilet flush, I moved her dresser back to where it
was and watched as she slowly felt her way around in front of
her.

"More to your left," I told her smiling as she turned directly
toward it waving her hands around as she got closer to it. 
Unfortunately she touched it and managed to walk around it,
ruining my fun.  "Sit," I instructed, turning her away from the
bed.  "It's time for another milking." .  "Uncle Mike, please, no
more.  I'm still really sore!"  She gasped

"Shut the fuck up, sow, you'll do what I tell you to do," I
snapped, pulling the two breast pumps from the top drawer.

"Mike, maybe you shouldn't.  Her nipples look deformed and
they're all bruised.  Hell, they're past bruised.  They're black
and purple."

"Are you going to keep giving me shit about this?" I asked him
glaring at him.  "`Cause if you are, you can just leave now.  I'm
doing fine without you."

"Come on, Mike, you know I'm cool with whatever you do.  I just
thought you might want to give her a break, that's all."

"No rest for the wicked, isn't that what they say?" I asked him
with a smile while I covered her right nipple with the pump and
flipped the switch.  "The electric ones work a hell of a lot
better than the battery ones," I informed him.  "They suck a lot
harder," I added watching her wince as her nipple was elongated
into the cup and watery milk began squirting into the bottle.

Jeff watched with curiosity for a few seconds before I broke the
silence.

"Here," I told him handing him the second unit.  "Do the other
tit."  Hesitantly he took the pump and placed it over her bloated
left nipple.  My bottle was about a third full and he was still
trying to position it on her tit.

"Just turn the damn thing on, man, it'll suck it in, don't worry
about it.  We don't have a lotta time you know."

"Yea, sorry," he replied flipping the switch.  Brooke's body
tensed and she let out a loud grunt as her tit flesh suddenly
jerked inside the cup.  "What do you do with the milk?"

"Sell it.  I got an add on Craigslist for fresh breast milk.  Ten
dollars a bottle.  I make between a hundred and a hundred and
fifty dollars a day selling this shit."

"What do they do with it?"

"Hell, I don't care.  They can jack off in it for all I care as
long as I get my money."

"Is it guys who buy it?"

"Mostly.  I did have this dumb bitch last week call and want some
but couldn't afford to pay for it.  She's got twins and can't
make enough milk for them and asked if I'd be willing to give her
some.  I hung up the phone on bitch.  She's got some fuckin'
nerve wanting me to *give* her something people are willing to
pay for."

My bottle was nearly full when I heard the knock on the door. 
"Her next dick is here."

"Uncle Mike, I'm thirsty.  Can I please have something to drink?"

I looked at Jeff shaking my head.  Stupid whore is always
complaining.  "You're thirsty?"  She nodded.  Capping the bottle,
I put the pump on the dresser and reached for the discarded
condom.  "Open your mouth," I instructed and like a good little
whore, she did what I told her.  I held onto the tip and pushed
the opened end into her mouth all the way in.  "Close your
mouth," I said pulling the sticky latex through her lips like a
squeegee.

She didn't complain, didn't squirm and didn't fight me.  She knew
better.  For the past two and a half years, I taught her right. 
Taught her to respect and obey me without ever questioning.  The
knock at the door was slightly louder and I looked at Jeff
holding the half full bottle.

"Keep sucking that tit `til the bottle's full.  I've got a buyer
for three bottle coming over later.  As soon as you're done,
bring it into my bedroom and wait for me there," I said putting
my pump back into the dresser.

"And Brooke, when he's finished milking you, lay your fat ass
down and get ready for another fuck.  And don't just lay there
like a fuckin' blow up doll, move your fat ass and make it feel
good for him," I instructed leaving the room.

The next john was a tall stocky black guy grinning like a fool
showing his front golden tooth when I opened the door.  He hadn't
fucked her before and seemed very eager to get his cock into her.
 I offered him a beer stalling him a few minutes to allow Jeff to
finish filling the order.

Hearing the bedroom door close, I smiled at the unknown man who
had just paid me a hundred dollars for thirty minutes with
Brooke.  Leading him to her door, I pushed it open to revel my
skanky niece to him.  She looked a mess, but that didn't seem to
matter to the guy.

Closing the door, I headed for my room noticing Jeff was already
watching the monitor.  I stood next to him to watch as the
stranger finished pulling his pants down, his long, thin black
cock pointing directly at her.

"How many a day is she doing now?" he asked out of the blue.

"Well, I guess an average day is about fifteen.  A good day maybe
twenty and a really good day is twenty-five.  She did thirty-two
in one day about a month ago, but that doesn't happen often."

"THIRTY-TWO?  Damn, Mike you're going to wear her out before her
sweet sixteen!"

"As long as the guys are still paying for her pussy, I don't give
a damn.  Besides, by that time she'll be pregnant again."

"Another baby?  How are you going to take care of another baby? 
I don't see how you're going to take care of this one, you`re not
very, uh domesticated."

"I ain't gunna take care of shit!  I already got a buyer for it.
Eight Gs if it's a boy, six if it's a girl."

"You're selling the baby?"

"Hell yea, why not?  I don`t want no screaming brat ruining my
life."

"What does Brooke say about that?"

"I don't give a fuck what she says.  Besides, she don't know. 
After she drops the kid I'll give her a week or so to recover and
bond with it.  I'll let her spend every waking hour holding it
and caring for it and nursing it, you know, all the regular
motherly bullshit and then I'll take it away.  I'll tell her two
guys burst into the apartment and kidnapped it and demand that we
pay a ransom for it or she'll never see it again."

"Man, that's fucked up.  Why are you doing that?"

"Motivation, man, motivation.  She's just laying there like a
stick letting all the johns do the work.  Once she gets a
purpose, like getting her kid back, she'll be a lean, mean
fucking machine!  Thirty-two tricks a day will be the new norm
after that and I'll be raking in the cash hand over fist!"

"You do know she's a person, right?  Not some wind up toy you can
give a few turns on the key and watch her perform."

"There you go again, Jeff, giving me grief.  What is it?  Are you
jealous?  You're upset because I'm not sharing the wealth with
you?"

"Naw, man, I'm sorry, I didn't mean nothing by it. It's just, uh,
Lisa's pregnant and I guess I'm looking at women differently
now."

"They're still all bitches and whores.  Just because they can
drop a kid don't change that," I said watching as the black guy
crawled between her spread legs.  It's getting hard for the
tricks to fuck her with that big stomach and most times they turn
her sideways with her ass on the edge of the bed and fuck her
while standing up.

"She's really huge.  I hope Lisa doesn't get that big," he said
handing me the bottle of milk.

"I'll put this in the fridge.  You want another beer?"

"Sure."

Getting back, we both watched as the guy's ass was a blur from
the intense thrashing he was giving her.  Her legs were wide and
high, her feet bouncing like a slinky from his hard thrusts. 
Camera two showed a side view with his hands under her ass,
pulling her hips   high to better reach her pussy.  Her belly was
pushed against her leaking tits.

"Are you sure she doesn't have twins?" he asked still amazed that
my small niece could have that large of a stomach.

"Not really sure.  Only took her to the clinic once `bout two
months ago.  I don't want no doctors and don't want no record of
this kid even being born.  The free clinic didn't have the
machine to tell if it was a boy or a girl."

"Could they tell how many babies were in there?"

"They told me just the one, but it's hard to tell you know.  But
they did say she has something called gestational diabetes and
said she needed to see a doctor for it.  I said fuck it; I ain't
spending my money on that dumb cow.  She'll drop the kid and
she'll be fine after that.  I already asked."

"Mike, that's very dangerous.  She needs to be treated.  Besides
that, I think the baby will be like super huge if it's not
controlled."

"So, like I care."

"You will care when she can't pass it or it rips her pussy to
shreds and you can't make money off of her no more.  Did you
think about that?"

"If that happens, I'll sell the whore to the highest bidder and
retire in Mexico.  I've got enough money right now to be on easy
street for the rest of my life."

"Don't forget she's your niece."

"Like that's goin' to make a difference.  She's a bitch and a
dick hole and deserves everything she gets.  Besides, she's a
burden to me so why shouldn't I get compensated, right?" I asked.

"Whatever you say, man," he said setting this half empty beer on
the dresser.  "Say, I gotta get going."

"Don't you want to stay for some pussy?"

"Naw, I'm not into sloppy seconds any more.  Besides Lisa's
waiting for me and I'm sure she's tighter than Brooke.  You're
really wearing her out big time."

"Just a dog trying to get a bone, man," I said laughing.  "Look,
check it out," I said pointing to the monitor as the black guy
rolled over.  "He's done early.  There's still about ten minutes
before the next trick.  You in?"

"No, like I said.  Lisa's waiting for me.  But I would like to
tell her bye before I leave.  I many not see her again for a
while."

"What do you mean?  You're helping me move this weekend, right?"

"Oh yea, I forgot.  I'll be here.  I'll ask around to see if
anyone else wants to help out."

"Great.  Tell them it's an all-you-can-fuck pussy party for
anyone helping."

"Sure, I'll spread the word."

The two of us watched as the latest trick slowly got dressed.  He
wasn't wearing a condom so that meant she'd need to get cleaned
up a little before the next guy.

"I'll show him out," I said, "go say your byes.  You can even
bust a nut in her if you want.  You'll probably want her to suck
you, I can barely feel myself inside of her any more and with
that fat stomach, I can hardly reach her pussy.  Mostly I just
fuck her throat, feels better than that sloppy used pussy."

"Yea, maybe I'll do that," he said watching as the man walked
toward the bedroom door.

After I let the black guy out, I went to heat a Hot Pocket and
get her a bottle of coke.  She hadn't eaten since breakfast and
she could use the caffeine.  I passed Jeff in the hallway as he
left her room.

"See you Saturday about noon, okay?" I asked him.

"Yea, sure, see you later, man," he said brushing past me.  He
really had a bad attitude today.  I didn't really understand what
was going on with him.  Maybe it was that bitch Lisa changing
him.  I hope he doesn't get pussy whipped by her; I'd hate to
lose a good friend.

"Here, slut," I said kicking her door opened.  "I brought you
lunch.  Or maybe dinner since it's almost five.  Whatever it is,
hurry and eat, you've got another trick due here any minute."

Sighing, she reached out for whatever I was handing her.  She
knew immediately what it was from the shape and smell.  Like a
starving animal, she tore into it, burning her lips as the
gobbled the food, her cheeks bulging from being over stuffed.

"I said hurry, not fuckin' gag yourself!  I'll do that a little
later," I said chuckling.  After this guy you've got a twenty
minute break before the next trick shows up.  That is unless I
can get someone looking for about 15 minutes.  When he's gone,
I'll be in here to make sure you don't forget how to deep
throat."

She groaned, gulping half of the Coke in one swig.  "Do what
you're supposed to do and you'll get something to eat later.  Any
more slacking and you'll do without eating `til tomorrow,
understand?" I asked her grabbing the empty package from her
hand.  "Clean your pussy and get ready, you don't have a lot of
time before he gets here," I informed her.

Watching her struggling to sit up, I smiled at how ridicules she
looked pulling the sheets from the loose from the mattress.  Like
a beached whale, she rolled and rocked back and forth, trying to
get the momentum to sit up.

"Stupid heifer," I said grabbing her wrist. "I don't have time
for this shit," I added giving her a strong pull to get her
upright.  "Get your fat ass in there and wash out that fuck hole,
whore, this guy ain't paying for a sloppy fuck," I said slapping
her wide ass as hard as I could.

The hundred dollars was exchanged as I led him to her room,
smiling at his expression as he noticed my very pregnant whore
niece.  "You got twenty minutes, enjoy," I said closing the door
and heading to my room to watch.  After this guy is finished,
I'll milk the last bottle to have it ready for the guy.  It's
only thirty dollars, but every little bit helps.

Pulling up a chair, I watched as the guy had her suck his cock,
probably not noticing she was blind or not caring.  He wasn't
there for her eyes; he's there for her pussy.  After a few
minutes of sucking, he moved around between her legs and tried
several times to enter her. He was about my size so I knew how
difficult it was for him to penetrate her.  It took a few minutes
before he figured out a different way.

Laying on his side perpendicular to her, he pushed his stubby
cock into her pussy and began squeezing his ass cheeks to fuck
her.  For the next ten minutes, he jabbed her with short, quick
thrusts and was getting close to running out of time.  Just as I
was about to go tell him to leave; he came, thrusting his groin
to hers.

Waiting until he dressed, I waited for him outside of her door. 
A new john I never leave alone inside of my apartment.  Can't
trust most of them.  Showing him to the door, I returned to her
room.

"My cock is as hard as steel, bitch," I informed her unzipping my
pants.  "After a drop a hot load of cum down your throat, I'm
gunna milk your tits again."

"No more, Uncle Mike, Please.  I'm really sore."

"I already told you `bout talking back to me!"  I said straddling
her head and pushing my cock against her lips.  "Open wide, I'm
going deep!"  She gagged on the first thrust as the head was sent
to the back of her throat.  "SUCK IT!" I ordered keeping it deep
inside.

After several slurps and sucks, it was starting to feel good. 
This bitch knew how to suck a dick.  Closing my eyes, I groaned,
turning my head upward.  That's when I felt it, the sharp pain
near the base of my cock.

"DAMN IT, BITCH!" I yelled, "Watch your fucking teeth!" I shouted
reaching between my legs to pinch her nipple.  The pain quickly
returned, only a thousand times more painful.  Backing away, I
slapped the hell out of her, watching her face turned sharply to
the left.  Blood was everywhere, all over her face, her mouth and
on my thighs.

My cock was still hurting and as I looked down; I got the shock
of my life.  "FUCK ME!"  The stupid bitch cut it off!  Cut my
fucking dick off!  I suddenly got lightheaded and reached for the
wall for support, fighting to keep my eyes open.  Blood was
gushing out of the nub.  Grabbing her pillow, I jerked the case
from it, holding it tightly against my crotch trying to stop the
bleeding.

"You little bitch!" I yelled, noticing the knife still clutched
in her hand.  Grabbing it from her I was shocked to see it was
Jeff's switch blade.  How in the hell did she get that?  He's
always got it with him.

Raising it above my head, I was ready to stab it right into her
fucking heart.  Kill the fucking bitch of doing that, but I
couldn't focus my eyes and was feeling nauseous.  The last thing
I remembered was falling sideways, hitting my head on the dress I
had just moved a few minutes ago.

~~~

Slowly my eyes opened and a bright light was in my face.  The
entire room was brightly lit and I could hear talking.  Several
voices.  I was still dizzy and brought my hand toward my face but
couldn't.  Struggling to focus, I noticed the shiny thing on my
wrist.  Blinking a few times I noticed what it was.  I was
handcuffed to the side bar.

"What the...?" I asked noticing for the first time a woman
wearing white standing next to the bed.  A nurse?  Why is there a
nurse in my apartment?  Behind her was several men, one looked
like a guard.  No, a cop.  Why is there a cop...?  "This isn't my
apartment," I said finally getting conscious enough to look
around.

"No, it's not," the cop said stepping closer with a disgusted
expression.

"Why am I here?"

"Don't you remember?  You had a little, uh, accident.  Had your
penis cut off."

The memories came flooding back of the vivid images of Brooke
covered with blood and holding a knife and of my manhood missing.

"Why am I handcuffed?" I asked.

He laughed.  "You have to ask?  In case you haven't figured it
out, you're under arrest.  You have the right to remain silent;
you have the right to an attorney..."

"Wait, wait, wait!  *I'M* under arrest?  That crazy bitch
assaulted *ME*.  I'm the victim here, why isn't she under arrest?
 Where is the little whore?"

"Safe and sound, far away from you.  You may be happy to know
you're a great uncle now, not that you were a very good one
before.  She gave birth by c~section yesterday morning to a nine
pound, eleven ounce baby girl who, in spite of what you did to
her, is healthy and doing well."

"Take these fuckin' cuffs off of me and let me outta here.  This
is bullshit.  Where is my niece?  You don't have the right to
take her away!  I'm her legal guardian!"

"You don't get it, do you?  You're going away for a very long
time.  In fact, by the time you're out, she'll be a grandmother!"

"What are you talking about?  What am I being arrested for?"

"You can't be that stupid.  Or do you think we're that stupid? 
How does rape, statutory rape, sexual abuse, pandering, incest,
production of child pornography, possession of child pornography
and abuse of the handicapped sound just to start?  The DA is
working on adding a whole shitload of new charges to add to that
so by the time you're arraigned, you should have a nice little
rap sheet.

"You don't have no proof of that!  You can't take the word of a
blind whore.  She's delusional!"

"We don't need her word.  In fact, thanks to your little video
system we have all the evidence we need.  Plus we did a reverse
trace on your link and found a Mr. Edward Delgado behind your
broadcasts.  We were also able to trace the payments for over
sixty customers and they're also being arrested even as we
speak."

"I didn't have nothing to do with that shit!"

"And speaking of bank accounts, we seized the account receiving
the payments and the five grand in had in it.  We also recovered
over sixty-four thousand dollars in your apartment and the
storage locker you were renting with a duffle bag containing
seven hundred twenty-five thousand dollars.  That's a lot of
money for a scumbag like you."

"THAT'S *MY* MONEY!!!" I yelled.  "I earned it and you can't have
it!"

"You didn't earn it nor did you earn the Rolex watch, the Gucci
shoes and belts, the Armani clothes, Vutton wallet and the box
full of gold jewelry and diamond rings, which are all being sold
to recover the money you spent."

"YOU CAN'T DO THAT!"

"Your niece will go to a foster home, a *good* foster home and
attend a special school for the blind.  The money you received by
pimping her to every scumbag in the city will go into a trust
fund and when she turns eighteen, she'll get it all."

"That's my money and she doesn't deserve a fuckin' penny of it!!"

I got furious watching the office smirking at me.  He was
taunting me, trying to get me to confess, I know it.

"In case you don't know this yet, your penis wasn't reattached,
not that it was much to sew back on.  You'll have just a blob of
skin to piss through for the rest of your life."

"What?!  What happened to it?"

"Funny thing, but they couldn't find it on the premises when the
paramedics got there and tried to revive you.  You weren't
breathing and they had to do a trach to open your air passage. 
They sent you to the hospital unconscious and it was later
discovered lodged in your throat.  By the time they were able to
remove it, it wasn't usable, but you won't need it any more
anyway."

I felt sick to my stomach.  My cock was cut off and now it's gone
forever?  When I get my hands on that stupid little cunt!

"I did suggest the doctor do surgery to make a vagina in its
place, where you're going, you'll need it," he said laughing. 
"Of course, he'll need your consent for that.  Too bad, I'd
rather enjoy watching the inmates tearing you a new hole."

"GET ME OUTTA HERE!" I yelled watching the asshole turning his
back.

"I'm going to make sure once you're in prison that the general
population knows exactly what you did to your niece.  I'm sure
the guards won't mind turning a blind eye to what happens to you
there.  You'll get to see first hand what it feels like and I
hope they do to you exactly what you did to Brooke.  You're an
animal and deserve everything you get!"

"I want a lawyer," I called out to him as he turned his back.

Reaching the glass door he turned and looked at me with a smile.
"Have a nice life."

~~~ the end

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