Y4H: Tell a cock-and-bull story (4d)

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You: Ah, yeah, it's true [you look down and a little embarrassed]...after what happened my first night.

DA: And what was that?

Here goes nothing...

You: Well...[you give a more-or less accurate account of your inprocessing]...and then they left me in a cell alone for the night. So I stretched out on my bunk and went to sleep. It was a few hours later when I woke up - I thought my door was opening...and I sat up to see, and there was this big black dude sitting down on the bunk next to me.

She definitely looks interested, even sympathetic.

DA: What happened next?

You: Well, he put an arm around me, and started telling me "Relax, relax, it's gonna be all right." And I opened my mouth to say something, but real soft, 'cause he felt real strong, but he put a finger over my lips and said "shhhhhh." And then I opened my mouth again and he put his finger inside it, so I really couldn't say anything. And I didn't dare bite it. And then he started rubbing my tongue with that one finger in my mouth. And then he started rubbing his fingertips all around on my back, and going, "shhhhh...it's okay...it's all okay..."

DA: [Her eyes wide, hanging on your every word.] What happened next?

The jury is also paying close attention. You don't think about their responses; you're inventing as fast as you can.

You: Well, then he put his mouth up to my ear and whispered "suck it." And I went "hmmm?" And he grabbed me around the shoulders and let me feel just a little how strong he was, and he whispered "suck it!" So I started sucking on his finger. And he was whispering "that's right, that's right" and started rubbing his fingers around on my back again, and did that a little while.

And then he took his finger out and he whispered, "Just keep quiet now and you'll be okay." And he pulled my arms up and lifted my shirt off and started feeling on my chest and back, and whispering, "Very nice, very nice, very nice it is!" And then he took my right hand and put it in his lap, and moved around 'til I could feel his cock through his pants. And he whispered, "I've got something waiting for you. But I'm gonna give you a choice."

He kept on whispering. "It can go in your mouth, or it can go in your pretty little ass. And if you don't say nothing, it'll go where I want it to go." He started taking his big right hand and stroking my face. "You better pick pretty quick!"

DA: (her breathing is definitely irregular) What did you do?

You: Well, I was scared as hell, 'cause I figured he could break my back without trying. So he started to move and I said, "All right - my mouth." And he said, "Mmmmmm, okay, but you gotta keep talking low. And you gotta do what I say, and say what I tell you, or we're gonna switch over. Are we clear?" And I said, "Clear."

So he got up and dropped his pants, and pushed this massive cock right in my face, and said "Open wide!" - and I had to open real wide, wider than I ever have, to let it in, and he grabbed the back of my head and pushed it in deeper. And then he gave it a few thrusts, and then he said, "Now, when I pull it out, tell me you wanna suck my dick." So he pulled out and I said, "I wanna suck your dick."

And then he put it back in and had me suck some more, and then said, "Now tell me you wanna suck my big dick." So he pulled out and I said, "I wanna suck your big dick." And then he put it back in and started thrusting pretty regular, and then he said, "Now tell me you wanna suck my big black dick," so I had to say, "I wanna suck your big black dick." And then he put it back in and I had to blow him some more. And then I had to say, "I want your cum" and I couldn't say it louder, but I had to say it with "more feeling" - "I want your cum." And then he seemed pretty happy, and he had me keep sucking, while he said, "That's good, that's good, suck it like that, that's a good girl."

And then he was pushing it back in my throat and jocking away back there, and then he said, "You gotta jerk it all over your pretty little face." So he pulled out and I closed my eyes and I started pumping his cock hard 'til I felt that warm stuff go all over my face. I was afraid he was gonna make me drink it. But instead, he sat down beside me again, and he took some of the cum on his fingers, and started rubbing it on my chest.

And he said, "That's good, that was real good, you suck real good dick. I had to see what kinda guy you were gonna be in here. You'n'me 'n' my buddies are gonna get along just fine. Nighty night!" And he gave me a big kiss on one cheek, and hitched his pants up and started to leave, and then he turned around and said, "Maybe tomorrow or next day, I'll introduce you to my buddies, and then it's gonna be like, 'choo chooooo!'" So the next morning I called Whitley quick, and said, "You've gotta get me out of here!" And she did.

DA: [Struggles to remember her remaining questions, but fails.] No further questions. [She sits down, exhausted and even sweating, yet she hasn't been working that hard.]

The defense has no further evidence and rests; so the judge asks the lawyers if they are prepared to argue. The trial moves to closing statements