Starting from Scratch Ep. 110: copYcat

"Oh shit!" Patrice huffed. "You're bi-sexual?"

"Was back then too." She spoke with her mouth full. "What you never knew was, that before you took off with my Tyrell...I had me a crush on you."

"Noooo!" Patrice stared at the ceiling with disbelief. "So now you get what you wanted back then?"

"Mmmmhmmm! We's gonna get down Baby." Much larger than Patrice, Myrtle repositioned herself, dragging Patrice up closer between her beefy hips. Stretching out with her, Myrtle smashed their thighs together to scissor with her old classmate. Patrice wanted to puke feeling wet cunt on her dry moment. Manipulated physically against her will, Patrice succumbed to Myrtle's forceful gyrations. "Just how I pictured us Patricia Hollander. Mmm! Mmmm! Snailed ya Baby!" Myrtle agitated her cunt with Patrice's until she came. Patrice finding the sensations hard to ignore just lived with her torment.

Hearing the cell door open, Patrice looked over Myrtle to see her man Brutus enter, holding what she thought was a nightstick until she saw it wag. "Oh crap!" Moving between the ladies, Brutus took the tip of a big black double headed dildo to his girls lips. He then placed the other end in his mouth to join her in a deep throat free for all, Patrice's ankles still held firmly with no escape. A few minutes of passion play, Brutus rubbing Myrtle's clit, he backed away and claimed the dildo. Taking it to Patrice's cunt first, Brutus pried her labia wide and forced the thick silicone toy deep into her. The other end primed for Myrtle to slip it in, he steadied it until achieved. Once both ends were introduced, Brutus backed off.

"Have fun fighting over Tyrell." He chuckled. "Myrtle here named it after him. Have fun ladies." Off he went! Patrice screamed her lungs out cumming for the next thirty minutes. Tyrell was better than she remembered.

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Having processed Mimi in the same fashion Piper and Josie were, Lonnie Coltrane brought the mouse to join the girls in their cell. Once inside, Piper jumped from her seat to check on her friend. Josie was sleepy and simply sat there weary eyed but still concerned.

"Are you okay Squeaky?"

"Yes. I am fine. Are we getting out of here?"

"Morning sometime. We're trying to figure out who best to call for help in bailing us out. Everyone we think of will just bring more trouble than it's worth. Besides, they aren't letting us near a phone until they have their fun. I'd press charges but my gut tells me we would lose and draw attention to Horton-Dexter if we stir the pot. Carl would kill us."

"Wait!" Josie sat up straight. "We can call Carl. He would get us out if you're posting the money right?"

"Would he? Carlos keeps preaching for us to watch our own backs. If we put him in the middle of this it might go harder on all of us."

"Who else can we depend on Piper? I'll call him and at least see what he says."

"Fine! I was thinking Brock but I really don't want Roger to look bad in his brother's eyes because of me. I made everyone do the drill so I accept the blame, that's why I'm paying everyone's bail."

"Where is LeAnne?" Mimi worried.

"Solitary I think. I don't know why. That Pete guy insisted. Maybe he has a crush on her."

"Good luck with that one." Mimi sighed.

"Sweetie? I don't think LeAnne has a choice. None of us do. If we create trouble even after we get out of this place, it's going to come straight to our classroom doors. We have to protect Horton-Dexter at all costs. I'll handle things even if I have to break down and involve..."

"Piper Cherry Liberty!" Lonnie spoke through the cell door. "Some biography you have on yourself. Daddy's a State Senator too. Wife of a famous football star turned murderer. I might just want your autograph."

"Doesn't everybody? If you read up on me then you know I'm not guilty even by association. Davon acted on his own, I had zero knowledge until he was arrested."

"I'm not saying you did Cheerleader Barbie. I'm just sorting out who all of you are. Josie McKellen, married with two teenage daughters, twins even, I bet that's a pain in the ass."

"You have no idea." Josie frowned.

"Mimi Louise Alexander, Art teacher! Work of art in my eyes too Lil Momma. I think we're gonna paint you." She smiled but hid it from Piper and Josie. "Alright you sexy ass sluts...shower time."

"Shower?" Piper laughed. "Really?"

"Firehouses are ready out back."

"WHAT?" All three women yelped as Officer's Creek and Durbin stepped in to haul them out of their cell, down a hallway and outside to the back of the building. Sure enough, two other cops stood ready holding firehouses and standing nude with only their caps on. Shoved to a back wall, the girls were uncuffed only to be cuffed to one another. A chain gang if you will, Josie on one side of Piper, Mimi on the other. Two more cuffs applied to Mimi and Josie's free wrists were locked to hook rings, drilled into the wall. There was no escaping. Josie's chaps removed, the three beauties were totally nude and shivering. It was about to get worse.

"You gals wanted a fire drill. Well here it is. Ready? Aim? Fire!" Lonnie barked as a number of newcomer officers joined in, watching the three women rained on with a ferocious torrent of ice cold water. Screams and laughter proved their desire to enjoy what they were forced to endure. For five long minutes the ladies were cleansed of their sins. Once the water ceased, the officers each moved in and took their picks as to who they wanted. Taken anally from behind, the girls wailed and moaned like sirens on a seashore. Just when it got close to orgasm, three new men moved in front of the girls and took point in a trilogy of deep penetration. All three women rode two cocks each. Mimi was living the cream. Sure enough, they selected her to uncuff and kneel in a circle of riot gear throttlers all jerking over her at once. Piper and Josie swayed against the wall looking over their shoulders at Mimi's torment. Was it? Was it really?

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Back inside the cop shop...

"Rise and shine Pretty Boys."

Officer's Stella and Vivica were joined by Dispatcher Olivia Brown and Officer's Wanda Reinhold and Sharlene Packard. The second she walked in, Wanda busted up. "Damon Rice? Awww hell!"

"It just gets better and better." Damon growled. "Mornin' Wanda, been awhile."

"You know her?" Roman winced at the black woman who resembled V from Shameless.

"Dated in the day when I first moved up here. Didn't know you went on to be a cop Wanda. Last I recall, you were National Guard."

"Still am, one weekend a month. Dibs on the handsome rekindle Ladies." She chuckled undressing in the cell. The others followed suit until everyone in the close confinement got even closer. The ladies dropping to their knees went to work blowing the boys. Stella choosing Dewey the Dog and barking at him. Role reversal! Dewey shot a devilish grin at his brothers in others arms then howled.

Sharlene Packard selected Roman, she being more his age. Roman had totally given up and just sat back and let it happen. What did it matter, their lives and careers were over at this point. He wasn't even concerned about Josie anymore. First waitress Judy at River Rats, then the teacher swap, now Joanie Law, at least it was eventful.

Vivica didn't even bother to blow Roger, she just crawled into his lap and rode that huge cock like a woman possessed. Speaking in her Cuban dialect, Kevin picked up on her words and mumbled back. He was so out of it depressed, it was all he had. Not even Dispatcher Olivia could sway Kevin's soul at the moment. Unhappy trying to get Kevin hard with her hand, Olivia started sucking his dick. Big mistake! Pulling away from him gagging and spitting, Olivia fell back on her ass in disgust.

"He just pissed in my mouth. Fuck this shit." Olivia was out! With the cell door open, Kevin in his stress hopped up and wandered out of the holding area and found the hallway empty. Going door to door looking in, he spotted Patrice and Myrtle still going at it. Brutus with them again had relocated the double dildo to their asses. Grossed out, Kevin moved to the next cell and peered in up on his toes to see LeAnne being taken doggystyle by Peter Giffen, even hearing the officer mimicking the animated Peter Griffin whom he resembled. LeAnne forced forward was eating out a female cop. Sad that her first name at least was Lois. THE IRONY!

"Mimi has to be here somewhere. I'm coming beloved." Boy was he in love. Shuffling from cell to cell, he found them all empty. On his final cell, he heard the back door open up. In walked Lonnie escorting a drowned Piper Cherry. Seeing Kevin he halted. "I thought I told Creek to solitary your geeky ass." Abandoning Piper, Lonnie chased and caught Kevin and tossed him in one of the empty cells. "I have to do everything around here."

"How much longer do we have to put up with this?" Piper sighed as Lonnie reclaimed her cuffed hands. "We need to negotiate our release Lon Chainme." Chaney! He did resemble the Vampire.

"When everyone is satisfied you can make your calls."

"Only one call needed."

"Senator Daddy?"

"Nope! You boys in blue have nothing to fear from us. It's blatantly obvious who owns Nashville."

"Goes higher than you think, Blondie."

"I can imagine. Good Cop, Bad Cop! Sure I could involve my Daddy and I guarantee I'd win if I fought. Thing is, I don't want a war Lonnie. You people had your fun and I'm pretty sure we did too." LeAnne had a screaming orgasm on the other side of the wall. Piper grinned at Lonnie over the shrill reaction. "She needed that."

"No war is a good thing, whether your Daddy could win who knows. Doesn't matter! Your word against ours, City wins every time. Why do you think our football team is the Titan's?"

"Tightens? As in a vice grip?"

"Smart gal."

"How much to get us out of here?"

"Two grand each."

"Twenty grand? I'll arrange that as soon as you let Josie make a call."

"Agreed! We'll trash your arrest records. Cameras in the cop shop have been off since before we pulled in with you people. I'm keeping the pictures we took of you and your hot ass girlfriends."

"Fine! Dream of us when you jerk off."

"Oh, we'll run into one another again Barbie."

"Can't wait!" She peered at Kevin's seclusion. "I need a favor."

"What's that?"

"Throw Mimi in with Kevin until we're set loose. He's having a nervous breakdown. Only she can keep him sane."

"Done!"

Not quite!

Musical cells were still making rounds.

The fat lady had yet to sing.

Things that go rump in the night!