Precinct Twenty-Three /pt-3 TEMPEST WILLIAMS...
...was trouble from the moment he was conceived. His mother was a hooker, whom used her pussy to get everything she ever had in life. She never knew who Tempest's real father was, he was but one a million nameless faces she'd come across. She continued to prostitute through her pregnancy, even up into her ninth month. Tempest was born with great difficulty, causing his mother to died in child birth. Tempest was taken in by his grandmother whom later died of a massive heart attack in her own home, leaving a 2 year old Tempest alone with her decaying body during the hottest day of the year. After a week of surviving off of dry cereal and toilet water, neighbors called the police to report the awful smell coming from their apartment.
Tempest was adopted by several different families over the next 11 years, most of which were brutal and abusive to him. By age 13 he was a runaway, and thrown into a boy's facility where he became a ward of the state. As one of the youngest boys there, he was often raped and beaten by the older more aggressive boys and staff. By age 16 he began fighting back when he bit off one of his most frequent rapist's penises, and gouged another one's eyes out. After that, he gained the reputation of being crazy. This kept the other aggressive's at bay. So with nothing to lose, he began to play the part.
By age 18 he was released back into the public on his own. With no education and no job skills, he easily found his way into the drug scene. First as a user, then a dealer. His record showed him as being in and out of jail a lot over the next few years, for everything from armed robbery and assault, to drug sales. But none of the charges ever stuck, and he was never convicted of any crimes. Tempest's old ruthless reputation at the boy's correctional facility carried over into the streets, where he moved quickly up the drug dealer's latter of success, murdering competition and police alike that threatened to stand in his way.
Now Tempest stands on the brink of one of the biggest moves of his 25 year old life, one poised to make him millions if distributed right. He's created a new highly addictive drug on the market, one designed to heighten sex drives. The drug (called "sextacy") is in cocaine form, and has already been linked to a rash of rapes, violence, and deaths across the neighborhood. Police have been trying to contain its spread through the city by tightening its drug force, causing Tempest to use alternative methods to get the new product to all his best known drug houses. He's been using kids (of all ages) to smuggle his drugs pass police to those houses. In most cases the cops are looking for adults, not underage kids whom seem to walk by the officers practically unnoticed. The children (from elementary school age up to high school) smuggle the drugs in round metal containers which are shoved up their asses, so even if they are stopped by eagle eyed officers, nothing is found in their possession on their person and they are turned free.
Tempest knows a "drug war" would be imminent, as rival gangs and corrupt cops try to muscle in on his business. But he stands tall, and is prepared to go down with a fight. For he knows FATE is on his side.
He stands atop one of his many buildings, on the roof of his very first independent drug house, the first one that started his current cash flow. It was a five story derelict, the ground floor and basement fortified with steel doors and cement to prevent easy raids. If the cops wanted into this facility, they had to blast their way in, -no battering rams here.
He stood facing the city, with his back to the projects he grew up in, -and dreamed. Right now he was on the verge of owning this neighborhood, but he had eyes on a bigger site. He watched the sun go down over the horizon, with City Hall in the far distance. Soon he would be running this entire city, and the mayor and his constituents would bow at his feet, much like the bitch kneeling before him right now.
Harvey Howard is Council man for the current mayor's office. He's a community leader with over 20 years of service for the betterment of the black community. He's also had a major drug addiction since from before office, and is now on his knees in front of Tempest Williams, doing his personal best to make the frightful drug dealer cum in his mouth.
Tempest takes a break from day dreaming and sun gazing to look down at the man at his feet. Howard had been working on Temp's dick for the pass 30 minutes, sucking hard on the long stiff curved male appendage as he devoured much of the man's meat. It usually took Tempest a while to cum, as he was a man obsessed with control. He made his cock suckers work for their meal, no one got off easy while he was around. And he loved making weaklings out of strong men and public figures. Figures like Councilmen Howard, whom blasted drug dealers publicly, but was their best customer behind closed doors. Howard wasn't gay, he was a family man with a wife, children, and even grand children. Tempest decided to give Howard a reality check one day when he came through their drug infested hood for a hit. "Temp" (as he's sometimes called) pulled Howard's "fat rich off the community's" ass out of his expensive ride, and made him suck his dick right there on the corner of Ogontz and Drumming. People looked on in amazement as Councilmen Howard was reduced to Tempest's cock sucker. But Howard knew better than to oppose Tempest, and did exactly what the man ordered. He sucked Tempest's hard dick in front of friends and neighbors until he felt the man's dick pulse, then flood his throat with cum. He choked and gagged on the flood, throwing up on the ground after Tempest removed his penis from his throat. This was a signal to the community that they had a new leader, one with the guts and the balls to "fuck the law". To piss on the face of authority, and cum down their collective throats.
Now council men Howard was a steady supporter of Tempest's cum, having swallowed buckets of the salty nectar since that first encounter. Tempest often looked in amusement at the fat bald community servant worshiping his meat, sucking feverishly on his dick (or anyone else's he ordered the cowardly 50 year old to suck) as he readied himself for the torrent of cum he knew would come.
Howard bobbed his head back and forth, feeling Tempest's stiff meat grow extra rigid as he got closer to orgasm. He took the long prick into his throat, swallowing the full length over and over as he brought the man to the edge. He could taste the steady flow of pre-cum on his taste-buds. He knew he was about to get another mouthful, and sucked ever harder on the head, knowing that Tempest liked that motion best. Without fore warning, Howard felt his mouth suddenly fill with a massive dose of semen. Tempest made no sound as the cum oozed from his dick with a thick gush. One second Howard as sucking soundly, the next his cheeks puffed outward with sperm. He quickly pulled his sealed lips back and swallowed, gulping down 3 full helpings of hot sperm before Tempest finally packed his deflating snake back into his pants. Council man Howard remained on his knees obediently, awaiting his next order.
"Come with me." was all Tempest said, taking one last look at the sun as it faded slowly away.
The two men disappeared down into a bunker on the roof, which was quickly sealed by one of Tempest's men. They descended the stairs, going deeper into the house. Each lever had a different use. The top floors doubled mostly as sleeping quarters for the dealers and the runners that didn't have places to crash at of their own, or for workers that worked around the clock and needed a place to get a quick nap in. But the men also used them to get their "grove on" whenever they came across a junkie or a hooker worthy to make a deal. Sometimes they'd find a girl (or guy) willing to "put out" for a hit. They'd take them up to one of the many derelict rooms where they'd fuck them or make them suck as many dicks as possible before giving them what they wanted. Many of these people were given high doses of the drugs to keep them disoriented and dazed for days while the drug dealers took turn fucking them over and over. When the drugs finally wore off, they'd find themselves face down in the alley or a back yard of some house they'd never seen before, their pussies or asshole wrecked for life as they have no idea or knowledge of where they been.
The basement was where Tempest had his manufactures hard at work making his drugs. They worked around the clock, alternating shifts to keep up with demand. This was one of 3 houses that made his stuff, and Tempest made sure to keep an iron glove on at all times.
The sub-basement (or "dungeon" -as he liked to call it) is the place where Tempest like to take his enemies, and those he wished to intimidate. Council men Howard got more nervous the further down they went. He paused at the door of the sub-basement, curling back as the stench of rotted flesh attacked his nose like an army troop. He followed Tempest down the final flight of stairs, hearing the groans and grunt of someone in pain. His eyes widened in fear as they entered a torture room where they found 3 naked men chained in various positions.
ONE; was chained from the ceiling, his arms over head leaving the weight of his body to dangle above the ground. He was unconscious, and looked as if he'd been hanging there for ages. Tempest informed Howard that he was a dealer of his, that was caught skimming money off his sales. As an example to others, he had the young 16 year old gang fucked by hundreds of men, one man for each dollar he stole. He still had another 50 fucks to go before Tempest would put him back on the streets to work for him, this time as a male prostitute instead of a drug dealer.
TWO; was a dealer from a rival gang that tried to muscle in on his territory. His boyz rushed the dealer, taking him and his loot down before the man knew what was happening. He was beaten senseless, falling unconscious after as he was stomped into the ground by two car loads of men. When he came to in the dungeon, he was chained, butt fucked, and fisted until he passed out again. This was repeated over and over as a warning for anyone else dumb enough to enter into Temp's turf.
THREE; was a undercover agent trying to invade Tempest's lair. He was discovered when one of Tempest's men recognized him from a former drug bust. This made Temp and his men keep an eye on the officer, whom was followed straight to the precinct when he thought he wasn't being watched. This was all the proof Temp needed as an indicate of his connection with law enforcement. Tempest decided a special punishment for the undercover officer, and ordered him with around the clock fuckings. Temp's men took sweet advantage of the bound cop and face/butt fucked him every chance they got. The middle aged officer had no choice but to submit as he sucked every dick, every ball, and ate every smelly asshole that came his way. His anus was attacked by these same dicks, long hard thick fat black dongs rammed into his white/pink colored ass, leaving a thick coating of blood, cum, and shit gushing from his innards. He lay face down across a padded bench, his arms and legs chained at the base, leaving his mouth and ass at waist level. He was fucked a myriad of times, hoping that someone would find him before his torment was done. But alas, the end came near as Tempest and Howard entered the room.
Howard didn't understand why he was here. He'd done everything Tempest asked of him since that first encounter on the side walk. He watched as the white officer was fucked over and over, his back and ass red with whelps and bruises from where the dealers beat him during sex. They'd slap (and in most cases punch him) really hard, while they rammed their big dicks in and out of his holes. The officer never fought back or hesitated, hoping his cooperation would somehow make a difference. When the last man to fuck him finally came a huge orgasm and pulled out, Tempest moved Howard in for a close up. The officer's hole was ruined. It gaped open like an open can of beans, gushing out warm cum, piss, and blood. Tempest used the tip of his walking stick (or cane), to point out how huge the man's hole had become. Hours upon hours, day after day of hard steady fucking would leave anyone's ass in bad shape. Tempest tossed his cane into the air, then caught it on the spin in his hand on the opposite end. The cane was 32 inches long black lacquer, with a custom made 9" slightly curved gold dildo handle which was molded from Tempest's own dick. He kissed the tip of that handle, then pointed it down towards the officer's exposed anus and shoved. The officer yelled at the top of his lungs as his asshole was invade well pass the 9" mark.
Council men Howard stared in fear as he watched Tempest bury nearly half his cane up the poor man's ass. Tempest freed his own cock and immediately began to ram the cane in and out, drawing more blood, shit, and cum from the man's torn innards. The cop pulled wildly against the iron chains holding him into place. His screams were agonizing, resonating throughout the sub-basement, basement, and perhaps the ground floor of the building. Tempest laughed out loud to himself as he pulled the cane totally free, then rammed it all the way back up in the cop's ass a good 15 inches. He did this over and over until his own dick started to throb in the open. Howard fell to his knees and instantly started eating Tempest's load just as it oozed out from the tip. Howard drank himself a second serving without even being summoned. He was indeed a good lackey.
Tempest removed his cane only after he finished orgasm in Howard's mouth. Howard was still sucking the remains of his load from his rubbery dick when his cane came out of the officer's badly battered buttock. Tempest examined the shitty, cummy, bloody handle, all gooey and drippy with slime. He pushed council men Howard off his spent prick, and ordered the mayor's advisor to "lick it clean". Howard looked up in shock as the cane was presented to his mouth. His eyes watered in frustration as he extended his tongue and started licking off slime. Tempest watched through cold eyes as the council man ran his tongue along the sides, swallowing anything that entered his mouth. Then Tempest ordered him to "suck it". Howard took the long curved golden dick between his lips and sucked, running his talented lips up and down the full length. Tempest watched the council men's lips inch pass the point where his balls would be, and shoved the cane forward just to see how much more the man could actually take. Howard's eyes bulged as the cane pushed further into his throat. He felt something pop, and worried about abrasions. Once thoroughly cleaned, Tempest pulled the handle free, and wiped up the remaining spit with a handkerchief.
"Now, suck his asshole." ordered Tempest with a stone face.
Howard felt his stomach curl, but did as he was told. He crawled up behind the panting officer, then started to lick his red glowing ass cheeks. Tempest grabbed Howard by the back of his bald head, and pushed his entire face between the white man's ass cheeks. Howard's face was buried in ass slime as his extended tongue sought out the man's gaping hole.
"Yeah, bitch! THAT's how you eat ass! You gots to put your face into it!" said Temp, grinding Howard's face in the mixture mess.
The smell was horrible. He could taste the blood and piss, but his taste-buds were overwhelmed by the even stronger tastes of shit and semen. He was forced to eat everything that came out of the cop's ass. After what felt like life time, he was finally pulled free. By now the cop's reddened ass was clean of any signs of slime.
"Unchain him." ordered Tempest. His flunkies responded immediately. They held the weary officer up by his arms, his legs much too weak to support his weight. Standing upward, more cum and piss flowed from his stretched hole, dropping to the floor in loud drips. Howard looked the dazed officer in the face, getting a good look at him. He recognized him almost instantly as the undercover cop that arrested him 2 years earlier for hiring a hooker. His face was bruised, his lips swollen from too much cock sucking. Fresh cum dripped wetly from his chin, while dried cum pealed from his face and cheeks like a weird skin disease. Their eyes met, and for a brief second the officer thought he was rescued.
"Take him to meet KONG." said Tempest, leading the way out the door. The officer was dragged behind by two men, his feet getting scrapped on the hard harsh floor. Tempest lead them further down the hall to the last door of the house. The scent of decay got stronger the closer they got. Tempest used a key to unlock the door. Howard and the officer could hear the growing growls of an animal inside. The door open, and the smell of rotted bodies hit like a dense fog. A light was flipped on, to reveal an iron bar caged room, holding a 6 foot black furred african gorilla inside. He was sickly looking, angry, hungry, horny, and chained to the opposite wall with a 20 foot chained leash.
"WHAT THE FUCK...??!!" screamed Howard, as the animal charged, only to be held back by the leash.
"That's KONG! Ain't he a beauty? I bought him from a Zoo keeper with a strong addiction to my drug." smiled Tempest, proudly. "Throw him in."
The two henchmen dragged the struggling officer into the room, then pushed him forward. The cop fell within the cage, then scrambled to get to his feet. But hours of being chained down left his limbs numb and unable to support him. He saw the Gorilla snarl, playing with his enormous erect penis. He growled angrily, then charge again, but this time he was within reach. The Gorilla pounced on top of him, it's claws tearing into his flesh as his arms squeezed him tightly with bone crushing strength. The officer screamed a blood curdling wail, as the Gorilla quickly aimed his wrist thick 13" black erection up to the officer's poorly battered hole and shoved.
"We've injected KONG with "sextacy". He's been horny and looking for a partner for hours. Hope you enjoy your last few minutes of life as the Gorilla fucks you to death." laughed Tempest, watching the officer's eyes bulge outward as the ape bore inward. KONG roared like the KING he was as his black cock ripped and stretched open the screaming man's asshole to shreds before fucking in and out with powerful thrusts.
"YOU'RE CRAZY!! YOU'RE CRAZY!!" screamed Howard, running in circles as he tried to exit the room. Temp's men stopped him easily, holding him in place while the Gorilla fucked his first ass in weeks.
"You go back and tell your mr mayor that there's a new Mayor in town! One that's not afraid to take this city by the BALLS! You tell him that if he wants on this gravy train, he's welcomed to come down here and kneel by your side as you teach him to SUCK MY DICK, otherwise him and his fucking council can BURN with the rest of the city! Got that... Howard?!"
"YES, YES, YES!" screamed Howard, shaking in his boots as he pisses his pants. Tempest motions for his men to release the council man, and he quickly vacates the premises. He runs up the two flights of stairs and out the front door into the public towards his parked car, completely unaware of all the cum, blood, and shit slime still coating his pudgy face.