Respect the Cops

Jonathan and Gunner were two typical, straight, back-country boys enjoying their last summer before college started. They were in Jonathan’s vehicle, speeding down roads at the highest speed the car would go when they got caught by a police trooper and pulled over. The cop, a mid-thirties black man, came up to the window. He was generally pretty lenient and easy going, but Johnathan took an attitude with Officer Marsh right from the start. The young man immediately began going on and on about how this was all police harassment and such nonsense, and well Officer Marsh’s temper started to flare.

Officer Marsh told the two guys to exit the vehicle, and Jonathan had to continue to protest, but then he said something that went way to far. Jonathan called him a ‘no good fuckin’ nigger’. Unfortunately for the boys that sent Officer Marsh’s temper over the edge, and the two guys’ lives would never be the same. Once Officer Marsh became enraged, another side would emerge within him, a cruel side with magical abilities that would alter reality and punish whoever did him wrong or just plain angered him.

With Officer Marsh’s alternate side flared, he took control of their bodies and removed all free will from them. He forced them to assume the position as seen in the above picture, and then raped each of their white, virgin asses one at a time. Afterwards he put them into his vehicle and took them to his house where he informed them that they would spend the rest of their lives as his two ass-slaves. 

By the time the Officer Marsh returned to his regular self everything had become permanent. He found himself with two new slaves who the world had forgotten all about. While Officer Marsh felt sorry for the two boys, he also knew they brought it on themselves, and there was no way he could pass on two sex-slaves such as these two. So let it be a less to you, it does not pay to give a cop a hard time, unless you want to become their life-long sex-slave that is. 

 

The Problem With Smoking

Smoking can be very harmful to you in ways most would never imagine. But so can having the personality of an asshole, white supremacist. While most would never have this happen, Kenny here just happened to get a pack of special cigarettes. They’d been left on his desk at work by somebody while Kenny wasn’t there, and of course, Kenny wouldn’t turn down a free pack.

So that night he took his first cigarette from the pack and found them so good, so calming and so addicting, he’d smoked the entire pack in a half hour. He fell immediately asleep on his couch.

The next day he awoke a changed man. He felt happy, and in someways, possessed. He found himself skipping work and going to a dirty tattoo parlor where he got a pig tattooed on his chest, a tramp stamp that said ‘Dirty Slut’ and got his nipples and ears pierced. When he went to pay the man, the guy gave him some rings for his nipples and said an anonymous friend paid for it already.

Feeling lucky, Kenny left the parlor, forgetting to put his clothes back on. He walked through the streets of New York knowing he was looking for someone but not sure who.

He bought himself a new pack of cigs and found himself soon arrested by the police for indecent exposure. A full day in jail passed, with Kenny still in a haze until someone came and bailed him out. When he saw who had paid to get him out, he knew the guy right away. It was Anthony, his next door neighbor. Anthony, a nigger and fag. Anthony, who also happened to be a co-worker. Anthony, who’s real name had to be master, for now that’s all Kenny could think to call him.

He went home with Anthony, where he found himself another sex slave. Happy to do any humiliating thing to please Master. He regularly found himself sucking his master or his master's friend's dicks, or getting fucked in the ass, and eating and drinking as much human waste as master and friends had to offer. He also found he was not the only slave, Anthony had millions of packs of special cigarettes which he used to turn masculine, bully's into dick slaves. Kenny would be there for only a month before Master Anthony sold him to another guy to keep. Kenny was Anthony’s 250th sale.