Chapter 68 - Organizing SC
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"What can I do for you, Senator?" asked Doctor Freedman taking a good long
look at Candace's legs. The Doctor was giving thought to the idea that he had
never fucked a US Senator and Candace Williams might well be the first.
Candace was wearing a navy blue suit with a mid thigh length knit skirt,
shorter than her normal public dress. She purposefully had been careless when
she sat down and the hem had ridden up.
"Doctor Freedman, I want your support in the upcoming primary election," said
Candace crossing her legs to expose more of the under part of her thighs past
the lace bands at the top of her stay up hose. She smiled to herself as Doctor
Freedman unabashedly admired the view.
"South Caroline as you know is red neck country. I would think your chances of
success are mighty poor given your circumstances," said the Doctor.
"Female from a northern liberal state, I appreciate that. That is the reason
that I am going to need a record turnout of black voters. If I combine that with
a majority of the women's vote plus a strong showing among Latino voters I can
win. And if I achieve victory in a state where no one thinks I have a chance,
then I can sweep to the party's nomination."
"Sounds like a plan. However, elections have become enormous expensive. It
takes serious money to get out the vote in a state where your average black
person doesn't see much reason to go to the polls," said Dr. Freedman.
"True and I am fully prepared to underwrite the most extensive voter
registration drive followed by the best organized get out the black vote
campaign than anyone has ever seen in the South," said Candace.
"And who is going to lead that for you?"
"You are, Dr. Freedman, every waking moment, every ounce of energy, every
breath you take between now and election day is going to be focused on one
thing, my election."
"Do tell. Exactly why would I do that?"
"I'm going to convince you that supporting me is the most important thing in
your life," said Candace.
"That's going to cost you. It's going to cost a lot more than coming in here
and showing a little leg. Although I must admit for someone running for
President you are a mighty fine looking woman."
"Thank you, Doctor Freedman. When Al Sharpton talked about what it would take
to bring you on board, serious amounts were mentioned. $10million, $20million
deposited to your secret account at Carstairs Bank on Grand Cayman. But later
when I really thought about it I decided that it would be better if you worked
for nothing. Of course, my campaign will pay any expenses that you incur on my
behalf but for you personally nothing other than my gratitude."
"They didn't tell me you smoked weed. But you must be on some of that BC Bud
because Dwight Freedman doesn't work for free. You can hike that little skirt of
yours up and show me your coochie then get down on your knees and suck my cock
but nothing's free," said Doctor Freedman his voice rising. He and Markham had
previously decided that $30million was the starting point in negotiations.
"I figured that you would need to be re-educated that's why I plan to spend
several days changing your mind."
"Damn Senator, are you out of your fucking mind. I ought to spread you out on
this desk and teach you some respect. You look like you could use a good fuck,"
said the Doctor starting to stand up.
In a blur, Candace sprang across the desk, slammed the Doctor back down in his
chair and grabbed the back of his head and pulled it between her thighs. In a
smooth unbroken motion, Candace hiked her skirt up to her waist and pulled the
crotch of her thong to one side exposing her hairless sex.
"Eat me, you black motherfucker or I'll break your Goddamn neck," whispered
Candace.
The Doctor was astonished at her speed and strength. He had no time to react
as his lips came in contact with Candace's already wet vagina. The womanly hand
drawing his head toward her exposed slit was irresistible. Its power was so
great that the Doctor's struggles seemed insignificant.
"You have the reputation of being a man that does not go down," said Candace.
"I don't eat pussy. That's for white boys," said Dr. Freedman struggling in
fear against the hand that was slowly rubbing his face in Candace's glistening
pussy.
"But you are going to eat mine. Aren't you doctor?" said Candace applying
pressure to the back of the Doctor's neck.
The Doctor felt the bones in the back of his neck bend under pressure of
Candace's hand. He screamed then unable to resist the intense force and pain he
was feeling at the top of his spine he extended his tongue and licked between
Candace's labia. The musky smell of Candace's sex filled his nostrils as his
lips and tongue encountered the moist core of her pussy.
"Work at it, Doctor. Make me happy or I just might pull your spine out of your
body. Before you and I are done, giving me head is one of the things you'll look
forward to most," said Candace enjoying the sensation created by the Doctor's
tongue as it passed over her sex.
"Our ride will be here in less than two minutes," said Rhonda entering the
room with Markham's card key.
"Everything went according to plan?" asked Candace hearing the faint beats of
the rotor blades as the helicopter approached.
"It went like clock work. Markham is already on the roof waiting for the
chopper," said Rhonda reaching into a leather case to extract a syringe.
"How is the Reverend Doctor at eating pussy?" asked Rhonda leaning over to
kiss Candace on the lips.
"Not as good as you. He has a lot to learn," said Candace after breaking the
kiss.
"This should keep him calm for the journey," said Rhonda jabbing the needle in
Doctor Freedman's arm.
"Hey, I haven't cum yet," lightly protested Candace.
"I'll finish you in the back of the helicopter," said Rhonda pushing the
Doctor's head away from Candace's pussy replacing his tongue with her fingers.
"You're nice and wet."
"Raping men gets me hot," said Candace.
The drug injected in the Doctor's arm rendered him immobile but still
temporarily conscious. He watched helplessly as several of the Amazons wheeled
in a stretcher and placed him on it. He was rolled to the roof access. On the
way, he passed several members of Markham's people, the Brotherhood. The Amazons
had captured and disarmed them without firing a shot.
He saw that the Amazons were having some fun at the Brotherhood's expense. As
he rolled past, the Doctor found himself looking into the pain filled eyes of
Delano, Markham's middle son. Delano was laying face down over a barrel. His
pants were missing. A tall black Amazon was forcing a very large strap on dildo
up Delano's rear.
"I told the girls they could butt fuck the Brotherhood," said Rhonda to
Candace as they walked by the scene of ten black males being sodomised by the
Amazons. Their cries of pain and anguish filled the air. "You know how dykes
love to work on misogynist bastards like these."
"Boy, have you ever had it up the ass before?" asked Candace of Delano as she
reached down to grab his hair lifting his face.
"No, never," cried Delano as the fifteen inch dildo traveled up his bowels.
"It looks like you're not going to shit right for a month," said Candace
letting Delano's head drop.
"Give his nuts a twist, Sandra. Let's see how loud he can scream," said Rhonda
to the Amazon plowing Delano's butt.
"Yes, Ma'am," replied Sandra reaching down to take a firm hold on Delano's
testicles. Sandra re-positioned the dildo just inside Delano's sphincter. As she
lunged forward, she crushed Delano's gonads in her hand as she twisted his
scrotum. The boy sounded a long plaintive cry of physical agony as his pain
centers were overwhelmed by the dual sensations of testicular pain combined with
the invasion of his intestines by the long thick column of latex.
"Excellent scream," said Candace. "Keep up the good work."
Candace helped the Amazons carry the stretcher up the steps through the access
door to the warehouse roof and the waiting helicopter. In the background, the
agonizing cries of the Brotherhood filled the air as the Amazons competed to see
who could make a Brother scream the loudest.
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Doctor Freedman finally lost consciousness during the helicopter ride. He
saw Markham on a stretcher next to his. He had some recollection of Rhonda and
Candace rolling around naked on the floor engaged in oral intercourse. He had
marveled at the energy they expended as they noisily worked on each other's sex
with their mouths. Then he had passed out.
It was sometime later that he started to awake. Initially, he didn't
understand why his arms hurt so much then he discovered that he was upright
hanging from the ceiling by his wrists. Wide leather straps tightly circled his
wrists. Metal cables were connected to the straps. They reached upward to take
up reels in the ceiling. More straps and cables anchored his widely spread legs
to the ground. He was stretched taut like a star.
As his awareness grew, he felt the large expandable butt plug that was firmly
inserted just inside his sphincter.
God, my butt feels like someone stuffed a cucumber in my hole thought Doctor
Freedman sensing that a very large object was pressing outward against the walls
of his rectum.
He also realized that his cock and balls were incased in a constricting
weighted leather harness that was causing him intense pain. When he managed to
focus his eyes, he could see in the dim light that Markham was similarly
restrained less than two yards away. Markham's balls were cinched tightly and a
heavy metal weight was pulling them toward the floor.
"They took our clothes," said Markham groggily acknowledging the fact that he
and the Doctor were naked. "I feel like my nuts are being ripped off."
"My God, what the hell happened?" said Doctor Freedman to Markham, his
brother-in-law and the man responsible for his security.
"I don't know exactly. They were supposed to bring only ten guards but the
next thing I knew there was a hundred of them bitches around us. We never saw
them coming," said Markham dejectedly.
"Some fucking security you and the Brotherhood were," said Doctor Freedman
disgustedly. "That cunt made me eat her nasty pussy. She's not fucking human.
She's strong, real strong."
"I heard screaming when I was up on the roof," said Markham.
"That was the sound of your boy Delano and the rest of the Brotherhood finding
out how it felt to have a rubber dick rammed up their ass while someone twisted
their nuts. It serves them right. They were supposed to protect me," said Doctor
Freedman.
"Good, you're awake, we can get started," said Candace coming into the room.
All of a sudden the room was flooded with bright light.
Doctor Freedman and Markham were surprised to see that Candace was wearing a
short silk robe that was open revealing her nakedness. What was even more
shocking was that Candace was carrying a naked girl infant.
"Sandrine, meet Doctor Dwight Freedman and his associate, Markham Ferguson,
his brother-in-law and the man responsible for his security or lack there of.
Can you say hi to the men, sweetheart?" said Candace taking Sandrine's hand and
waving it toward the two men.
"If you know what's good for you, Senator, you better get us down from here
and take us back to where you found us," said Doctor Freedman.
"My goodness is that a threat? And here I am holding my first grandchild.
Isn't she adorable?" said Candace holding the baby for them to see.
"This is some sick shit, Senator. What the hell is going on?" said Doctor
Freedman looking carefully at the naked child. It was at that point that the
Doctor and Sandrine locked gazes. The Doctor was forced to look away.
"Her eyes, there's something wrong with that baby's eyes," screamed Doctor
Freedman.
"Sandrine has her father's eyes. Don't you sweetheart?" said Candace turning
Sandrine around and looking into her face before kissing her stomach.
"There you are," spoke another female voice. "Are we ready to get started?"
said Briana entering the room. She was dressed like her mother, a short silk
robe that was open revealing large milk filled breasts.
"Yes, it's time," said Candace walking over to a nearby playpen where she
placed Sandrine who was looking expectantly at the two naked black men.
"Is my baby girl ready to listen to the black men scream?" cooed Candace to
Sandrine.
"I'm Briana, the baby's mother," announced Briana to the two astonished black
men. Briana caught the chain that held the weight attached to the Doctor's
scrotum between her toes and pushed downward. The Doctor screamed in response.
When Markham looked at Sandrine, he saw that she was smiling and clapping her
hands at the noise.
"She loves it. Do it again, Briana," said Candace.
Doctor Freedman screamed again when Briana once more made him feel the intense
pain of having his testicles stretched toward the floor.
"How do you want to begin?" asked Briana as Candace left Sandrine in her
playpen and walked over to a wall where several different types of torture
instruments were displayed.
"Let's start with floggers until they pass out then after we wake them up
we'll switch to canes," said Candace taking two cat-o-nines off the wall and
handing one to Briana.
"You're not going to hit us with that. Look about the election, we can work
something out," said Dr. Freedman becoming terrified when he saw the heavy black
multi-stranded whips.
"I've read where you are a recognized authority on the history of slavery in
the United States. Then you should recognize this is the type of whip that an
overseer would use on a runaway slave. It's patterned after the famed cat-o-nine
whip favored by the Royal Navy. You'll find it very effective," said Candace
branding the whip in the air as she took several practice swings.
"I'll do whatever you say about the election. Just don't use that on me,"
screamed the Doctor as he watched Candace and Briana take their stances.
"We'll talk about it later," said Candace stepping behind the Doctor then
delivering a full swing of the cat across his back. Before the Doctor's scream
had died, Briana brought her cat across Markham's back.
"No, for the love of God don't," screamed the Doctor an instant before a
second blow scorched his back. The Doctor had not known such pain existed. The
men lost track of the number of blows.
"Please don't mention God around Sandrine, you'll scare her," said Candace as
her arm cocked for the next blow.
The lashing settled down into a pattern as Candace and Briana delivered blow
after blow to the screaming squirming men. In between lashes, the two begged for
mercy. Sandrine watched intently from her playpen most of the time on her back
pulling her feet to her mouth and sucking on her toes.
At almost the same time, the two black men fainted. The two sweating naked
females took a short break to see to Sandrine before returning to the men.
"Scarred for life," said Candace running her hand over Doctor's Freedman's
bloody back. "And it was such a beautiful back, the kind a woman loves to run
her hands over while she's being fucked."
Candace displayed her blood-covered hand to the Doctor as she revived him by
pouring cold water over his head. He sucked hard on the nipple of the sports
style bottle when Candace brought it to his lips.
"Now, your back looks like a slave's who's been giving his mistress a
difficult time," said Candace holding the water bottle for the Doctor to drink.
"Here's this will liven them up," said Briana handing Candace a canister of
kosher sea salt.
Briana stepped behind Markham as she filled her palm with a handful of the
crystal white granules.
"This is going to seriously hurt, Markham," said Briana as she rubbed the salt
into the hundreds of cuts and abrasions on his back. Markham saw that Candace
was also applying salt to the Doctor's back. The pain took a few seconds to
start. It grew slowly from a slow burn to a raging wildfire as it traveled
across his back. In a matter of seconds, Markham threw his head back and
screamed as the sea salt reacted with his open wounds. Each individual cut
became a fierce locus of concentrated agony as the crystals dissolved in the
blood.
"Some of the old ways are best when it comes to torture," said Candace as both
men sounded a cacophony of piteous shrieks.
"I wonder who first realized that applying salt to a wound would make it hurt
so much," said Briana.
"Undoubtedly a name lost to history but given that salt was commonly used to
preserve meat before refrigeration was invented, I imagine its pain inducing
properties were independently happened upon by several different cultures," said
Candace watching as Doctor Freedman writhed in agony in his restraints. His body
shook and twisted as he cried out.
"Sandrine is certainly enjoying herself,' said Briana looking toward her
infant daughter who was sitting up closely watching the men's agony with a smile
on her face.
"You got a nice piece of meat there. I hope you know how to use it," said
Briana to Markham.
"Please, no more," said Markham to Briana as she passed her hand over the
leather codpiece restraining his cock.
"Will we be able to fuck them later, Mother? I'm feeling a little randy," said
Briana opening a bottle of water and giving Markham a drink.
"Yes of course dear in due time."
"Please, Ma'am, just don't whip this poor nigger any more. I'll give you the
best fuck you ever had. I love white pussy," said Markham.
"Aren't you sweet? What do you think, Mother?" asked Briana.
"Here's a cane. We need to take them further down the boulevard of hellish
pain before we stop," said Candace.
"Sorry Markham. Mom's the boss. You are going to have to suffer some more
before you get a piece of my pussy," said Briana trying out the flexible cane in
the air.
"Oh God, no," said Doctor Freedman watching Candace practice with the cane.
"Oh God, yes,' replied Candace bringing her arm around in a wide arc to land
the cane across the Doctor's buttocks.
Both men reacted so strongly to the pain that every tendon and muscle in their
body became visible as they strained against their bonds. The Doctor fainted at
ten blows of the cane and Markham at twelve.
Candace revived the two with cold water while Briana cared for Sandrine. When
Doctor Freedman struggled back to awareness, Briana was standing in front of him
nursing Sandrine.
"Would you like some breast milk, Doctor Freedman?" casually asked Briana.
Sandrine was noisily sucking on Briana's right breast. Her face and mouth were
covered with the whitish fluid.
"Yes," said Doctor Freedman leaning forward to capture the free nipple in his
mouth. Ordinarily the Doctor would have found the idea of ingesting milk from a
woman's breast highly disgusting but he was in the process of losing his own
will to act. He had become highly susceptible to any suggestion made my Candace
or Briana.
The Doctor felt Sandrine's tiny hand on the side of his face as he placed his
mouth around Briana's areola. His lips sensed the swollen milk buds and the
large spongy nipple as he applied suction. He was immediately rewarded with a
gush of warm liquid in his mouth. It felt unusually warm.
"Leave some for Markham,' said Briana gently pulling her breast from Doctor
Freedman's mouth. "You want some titty milk, don't you Markham?"
"Yes, Ma'am, if that is what you want," said Markham also aware that his own
will was bending to their wishes.
It was several moments before the men began to feel the impact of Briana's
breast milk. Doctor Freedman felt at first a pleasant warmth in his belly. He
began to perspire, as it grew warmer. Then the warmth turned to a fiery heat and
the Doctor felt the heat course threw his veins. His heart began to gyrate like
it was going to explode.
The Doctor's terror grew. He had the sensation that his blood was boiling.
When he looked over at Markham, he saw the identical look of utter terror on his
face that he suspected was on his own.
"My breast milk is very strong. It's the same as Sandrine's father was raised
on," said Briana.
When Markham looked down he saw that his penis was fully erect, more erect
than it had ever been. The surface was smooth as it had expanded to remove the
wrinkles and creases normally present.
It was at that moment blood began to stream from their urethra. In spite of
the distance between the men, the stream arced across to land on the other's
cock. It was a reality that the human mind could not endure and both men
fainted.
Several hours later both men slowly awoke to find themselves in a large
bedroom. Someone had bathed them and placed them naked in the oversized bed.
Slowly Markham had climbed out of bed. There was a small buffet of fruits and
cheeses on a sideboard. Realizing he was very hungry Markham grabbed a handful
of grapes and started to eat. Doctor Freedman soon joined him. The men did not
speak as they ate.
"Beer or wine," asked Markham finally breaking the silence.
"Beer," responded Doctor Freedman.
They had nearly finished eating when Candace and Briana arrived. Both women
were smartly dressed. In fact they had just returned from a meeting across the
nearby Potomac.
"Good, you're up," said Candace.
"Yes, Mistress, May I ask how long Markham and I will be staying here? I need
to return to Columbia as soon as possible and get started on making sure that
every black man and women in the state are registered."
"Tomorrow you can return. But this afternoon, Briana and I would like to
celebrate your joining my election bid by having sex with you. After that,
tonight there is a most unusual party at a friend's house. You and Markham can
be our escorts," said Candace reaching back to unzip her dress. Briana had
already slipped off her jacket and was busily unbuttoning her blouse.
"I need black cock in my pussy," announced Briana unzipping her skirt and
allowing it to fall to the floor.
"That would be our pleasure," said Doctor Freedman falling to his knees in
anticipation that he would soon have his face buried in Candace's cunt.
