[Reader's Note: this story line is a sequel to PRECTINCT TWENTY-THREE (1st series) in Nifty.org Jan-2007 gay/authoritarian section, and its spin-off sister story THE HOLE in the Nov-2008 section of the same category. Please read those two stories in their entirety, starting with Precinct-23 first in order to get the full understanding of the characters. --DOGG] _________________________________________________________________________
THE PRECINCT II -pt-22 Title: MILLION DOLLAR OFFER
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MERMORIAL HOSPITAL
Malik sat in nervous silence in the hospital's waiting room, waiting to hear information on his lover's (Marvin Rollins) surgery who had just been shot in a shoot out between police and some would be criminals. By the time the ambulance had gotten there, Marvin still hadn't regained consciousness, through a faint pulse was detectable.
38 year old Vinny Carscotti was also in surgery, while 30 year old Anthony (Tony) Vincelli was pronounced dead at the scene. Police still cornered off that area, searching for bullet shell casings and weapons.
"How the fuck longer can he be in surgery...?!" asked Maleece (Malik's partner) as he got up from his seat across from Malik and began to pace the floor.
Malik didn't feel like talking, but he had a million questions going through his mind as he tried to focus in on Marvin. "This's fucking crazy...!" complained Maleece, "Someone should've came out and said something to us by now...!"
"Will you stop pacing back and forth..." said Malik, getting very annoyed with his partner. "...you're making ME nervous!"
"Sorry..." said Maleece, jonzing for a cigarette (having quit not too long after letting Jake move in). Malik looked down the hall to see Tyrone (Marvin's brother) talking on his cell phone to his parents, obviously telling them what happened and what hospital Marvin was taken to. Malik hoped Marvin would be out of the woods by the time his parents got there, he regretted having to give them anymore bad news.
"What's the word...?" asked McConnell, walking into the waiting area where Malik and Maleece were seated.
"Nothing yet..." said Malik, sadly. "...he'd been shot 3 times, once in the neck, shoulder, and chest..., they're operating on him now..."
"What the hell happened out there...?" asked McConnell, taking a seat beside Malik, and holding his hand affectionately. "There wasn't supposed to be any shooting! It was supposed to be a clean exchange..., then once the suspects made their exit, the black and whites were to move in and stop them! What happened to that plan...?"
"Civilians, sir..." answered Maleece.
"Tyrone Rollins, --Marvin's kid brother, and some other teen walked in on our sting and caused Vinny to start shooting...! Before we knew it, Marvin was hit, Vinny was hit, and Tony Vincelli was dead...!"
"Vincelli...?" asked McConnell, knowing that last name. "From the mafia Vincellis...?" he clarified.
"Yes..., apparently Tony Vincelli was trying to make a name for himself behind his infamous uncle's back..., trying to purchase his own Sextasy pharmaceutical...!"
Maleece said nothing as he thought about all the times he and Tony Vincelli had made love in the Peepshow booth, all the while never knowing each other's backgrounds, or how they would meet out on the street in the real world!
"Damn..., that's not good...!" said McConnell, thinking how the mafia might now get involved. As if Precinct-23 didn't have enough troubles. "What happened to the two teens...?"
"One ran off as soon as the gunfire stopped..., but Marvin's brother is down the other end of the hall..., waiting for his family...!" explained Malik.
"Any word on Marvin's condition thus far...?" asked McConnell, wanting to have something positive to say to Marvin's parents.
"Nothing..." said Malik, lowering his head and suddenly regretting not giving Marvin the anal sex he wanted that morning. Who would've known he might not be alive to make it up to him?
"Sir..." said Maleece, standing near McConnell. The captain looked up at the detective...? "...about the recordings...?"
"Scully and Ross are editing it now, Maleece..." said McConnell, knowing what the detective was worried about. "...don't worry..., only what's absolutely necessary will show up on record!"
"Thank you, sir!" said Maleece, breathing easier as he returned to his seat. Still..., Scully and Ross would know his secret...
Just then, all hell broke loose when Marvin Rollins' family came bursting through the doors, demanding to know the status of their family member...!
McConnell got up to face the music. Just as he began to walk down the corridor toward the Rollins, he was joined by Malik and Maleece, who decided the captain shouldn't face the music alone.
"Mr and mrs Rollins...?" called McConnell, as order quickly befell across the clan of about 15 immediate members as everyone's attention fell on the police Captain. "I'm captain McConnell from the 23rd Precinct..., I just wanted you to know how deeply sorry my colleagues and I are over this incident! Marvin had been helping the police with an investigation, and thereby got caught in a crossfire shooting that wasn't meant for him! Your son is a hero for helping us capture two drug dealers from distributing narcotics in a south Philly neighborhood...!"
"Hold up..." said Frank Rollins (Marvin's father). "...did you just say Marvin was HELPING police to STOP drugs from coming into the neighborhood...?"
"Yes..., I did!" assured McConnell.
"Well I'll be...!" responded Frank, flabbergasted.
"That's MY boy!" said mrs Rollins, crying openly.
"How is he going to be...?" asked one of the youngest brothers (Jeffery).
"He's still in the O-R..." responded McConnell. "...we're waiting for the nursing staff to come out and update us on his progress...! We're all praying that he pulls through alright!"
"YOU..." said mrs Rollins, looking at Malik. "...YOU're the one he moved in with after the court trials, right...?"
"uh..., yes, ma'am..." answered Malik, nervously.
Mrs Rollins walked up to him, then unexpectedly wrapped her arms around him, hugging Malik closely.
"I don't know who you are..., but you've changed my son for the better...!" she said, squeezing him tightly. "Giving him a place to live AWAY from the bad influences..., helping him to get a job..., keeping him from off the streets...! Thank you! Thank you!" she chanted, thankfully. In fact, the majority of Marvin's family was grateful for his change in attitude and behavior, saying he had been a more pleasant person to be around.
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NORTH PHILLY
23 year old Philadelphia police officer Jake Valentine found himself in the uniquely unpleasant position of getting raped by the Analyzer (a mechanical `fuckityouself' machine). With his arms and legs tied overhead, his ass was left vulnerable to the machine, which punched back and forth through his well oiled asshole without stop.
Rodney Ellis (Jake's uniformed partner) set him up to the machine that morning, leaving him to the machine's mercy as it bore straight through him consistently, shooting spurts of oiled lube every 30 minutes to keep his anal track moist and slippery.
Jake moaned and groaned in delighted horror as another orgasm began building in his loins. His hard cock bobbed above his chest as the 9" slick dildo slid in and out of him, beating against his sore and bloated prostate. Jake had already cum 3 times from the machine, shooting cum (and piss) all over his face, chest, and torso. Every time he'd cum, the machine continued fucking him, slowing down every 20 minutes from a fast rape to a slow pace. Jake's asshole (through extremely sore from the constant rubbing back and forth) felt extra sensitive to the probing, he found himself praying for a blackout or a power shortage so the machine would conk out and shut down, sparing him any further pain.
After a brief 20 minute slow stroke, the machine started to pick up the pace again, gradually going faster and fucking harder and deeper. Jake's cock began to throb again, pre-cum bubbling at the tip of his hardon as it prepared to cum yet again.
"Oh god..., oh god..., oh god...!" panted Jake over and over, feeling his climax build against his will. When the rubber cock began to piston through him, he felt his legs stiffen as a burst of cum shot from the tip of his flaring cock and landed directly in the center of his chest. No more cum came out after that, as his empty balls had no more strength inside them to create more juice. His dick just continued to throb achingly while the dildo continue pounding his sore insides.
"Hey..., are you alright in there...?" he suddenly heard a strange voice ask behind the front door. "I live next door..., I heard some loud moanin' for the last several hours..., is everything alright in there...?"
Jake didn't know what to say. Had he been that loud that Ellis' neighbors could hear him through the walls? How would he explain his position if they were to call the police? "The door seems to be unlocked..., I'm coming in okay...?" said the voice, twisting the doorknob. Jake's eyes widened when he realized someone was coming into the apartment, someone who would see him getting butt fucked by a runaway machine.
"Oh shit...!" groaned Jake in despair as the front door to Ellis' efficiency opened and in popped the head of the black neighbor next door.
"OH SHIT...!!" gasped the neighbor, shoving the door wide open as he took in Jake's situation as he viewed a helplessly tied man handcuffed to the bedrail with his legs tied overhead and a mechanical ass fucking machine wailing away in his ass. "Damn...! What the fuck kinda freakshow'r you guys havin' over here...?" asked the guy, who Jake estimated couldn't be any older than 18 or 19 years old. "Hey Cole..., get in here quick...! Look at this shit!" said the young black man, unable to tear his ass from the spectacle.
"What is it Jared...? Oh DAMN...! What the fuck...?!??" responded Cole, stopping in the doorway. "Who the fuck is that...?"
"Hell if I know..." said Jared, still staring as the dildo punched through Jake's battered hole repeatedly. "...I just came in to see if anybody was hurt..., and found this white dude hooked up to this machine!"
"Where's the black guy that lives here...?" asked Cole, looking around.
"I don't know..., who gives a fuck? LOOK at this shit man! He's taking a fucking dildo machine up his ass like it was nothing!" responded Jared astonished, stepping in closer to get a better look. He could see the peach colored dildo sliding effortlessly through Jake's bare hole, the swollen red anus swallowing the rubber phallus over and over.
Jake had yet to speak to the boys, his frightened eyes as large as Dows eyes as he watched the boys reactions. "Look at all that goop dripping out of his ass..., is that nut?" asked Jared, curiously.
"Probably lube..." answered Cole, standing on the opposite side of the bed. "What's your name hommie...?" he asked, looking down into Jake's face.
Jake didn't say anything, too scared to talk, or have the teenagers discover he was a cop. How would THAT look? "Do you speak English...? Maybe he's foreign...?" suggested Cole, looking up to catch his roommate adjusting himself. "You getting hard watching this shit...?!" he asked, surprised by the obvious bulge in his buddy's pants.
"No man! Fuck no!" denied Jared, trying to hide his arousal.
"Yes you are!" laughed Cole, pointing at the obvious hardon. "Your dick's tenting your pants man! You like this faggot shit!"
"No...!" denied Jared, feeling lame. "It's just..., you KNOW I ain't had no pussy since Kadisha and I broke up last month...! I get hard at the drop of a hat!"
"From watching some faggot queen bend over to pick it up no doubt!" laughed Cole, making fun of his friend's situation.
"Man..., I ain't gay!" defended Jared. "If YOU ain't had no pussy in 4 weeks, YOUR dick would be hard too!"
"I don't know..." doubted Cole, looking back down at Jake's well fucked ass as the dildo sped through him. "...maybe..."
"You think the guy who lives here fucked him...?" asked Jared, curiously.
"I'd be willing to bet he did!" said Cole. "Why else would he've left dude tied up like this? They obviously both fags!"
"That black guy don't look like no fag...!" doubted Jared, recalling Ellis' muscles.
"Neither does THIS one...!" argued Cole, looking at Jake's strong physique.
Jared walked around the machine, then hit the kill switch, causing the dildo to slow down to a stop. Jake couldn't help groaning in relief as the dildo stopped pumping through him and withdrew. "Damn..., look at that asshole...!" said Cole, looking at the size of Jake's open anal ring as it hung open loosely like a dead fish's mouth, --anal lube and excess cum dripping freely from the hole.
"Damn man..., that shit looks like some used pussy!" gasped Jared in disbelief, his dick beginning to pulsate in his crotch.
"Why don't you fuck it...?" suggested Cole, watching Jared's reaction.
"What...??!" asked Jared, stunned by his friend's request.
"Go ahead man! Who's gonna know...?" asked Cole, egging Jared on. "You said you were hard up...! Ain't nobody around...! There's a well lubed naked no English speaking fag lying tied to a bed...! I doubt HE'd protest if you stuck your dick in his ass...! In fact..." said Cole, looking back down at Jake. "...he'd probably like it!"
"ME..., fuck a dude...?" asked Jared, trying to wrap his mind around the idea.
"Why not...? Who would know...?" asked Cole.
"I will if YOU will!" offered Jared.
"Naw dude..." declined Cole, backing away. "...I gotta gurl..., YOU the one ain't gettin' no pussy!" he reminded. "Yo..., I'm gonna step off..., leave you two alone! YOU do what you gotta do...! Get your nut man! Fuck that faggot pussy good and hard! Get your shit off homs! I'm outta here...!"
"Wait man..." called Jared, scared. "...you not gonna stay and help me...?"
"Naw dude..., you on your own with this one...!" said Cole, heading for the front door. He gave one last look back as Jared turned back towards Jake's prone body, trying to decide what to do as Cole closed the door behind him.
Jake watched with wide eyes as Jared walked about the bed, staring down at his ass and open anus from different directions. "Fuck it...!" he finally heard the straight guy say, as he pulled his t-shirt off overhead and began unbuttoning his pants.
Jake knew his ass was in for it when he saw Jared's teenaged hardon spill out of his pants into the open. Jared was about 5'9", 160 lbs with a slim athletic build from years of playing basketball on the street corners with his friends. He went to Community College with his roommate, both sharing a one room efficiency to split costs. They had been living there for the past year together, spending most of their time between school and part-time or full time jobs and studying. They didn't know any of their neighbors very well, having only seen Ellis a handful of times coming and going. They didn't even know he was a police officer, as Ellis usually gets dressed and undressed in uniform at work.
Jared climbed up onto the bed, facing Jake's exposed butt. Jared's dick was rock hard with anticipation, standing out 8 inches ahead of him. He had never fucked a man before, but desperation and lust were currently clouding his mind as he aligned his hardon up to Jake's worn hole and pushed in.
"ahhh..." he groaned aloud, sinking his brown shaft inside. Jake flinched with pain from the new penetration, but his well oiled hole quickly adjusted to the new invader as it sank all the way up inside him balls deep. "Shit man..., your ass's hot as a mother fucker...!" groaned Jared, loving the hot wet heat surrounding his hardon.
He ground his hips into Jake's ass for a few minutes, soaking in the heated depths of his anus before pulling back to fuck. Jake stared up at the mildly attractive boy as he used his body without permission. Jake was too afraid to speak out loud, to declare himself a cop as he knew it would freak the kid out and make him do something stupid that they both might regret. So Jake thought it best if he just kept his mouth shut and allowed the boy to do what he wanted, that way they both could leave out of this in one piece.
Jared only got a few strokes off before he felt himself getting ready to cum. "Oh shit...!" he gasped, pressing all the way in before his dick started shooting hot gushes of fresh cum into Jake's well used ass. "Oh shit...! Oh fuck...! Shit...! I can't believe I came so quick!" he moaned with embarrassment.
Jake looked up at the teenager's handsome face as it twisted in blissful pain. With Jake's asshole so roughly fucked by the dildo, he couldn't even feel Jared's dick pulsing inside him, he only knew the teen was cumming but the way he squirmed and cursed on top of him.
Jared waited until he felt his first climax pass before he resumed fucking, going straight into the second round. Feeling refreshed and renewed, he was able to fuck Jake's oil and cum greased asshole with vigor, rivaling the ass fucking machine as he pumped his hips into Jake's pale white bottom, thrusting his entire shaft through the slick smooth rectum.
Jake took the teen's second fuck with a grain of salt. His asshole felt numb from the relentless pumping the machine did to him, making it nearly impossible for him to enjoy the feel of Jared's hot cock as it moved through his open hole without resistance. He watched Jared's facial expressions as the teenager fucked him. He liked having the boy enjoy himself, using his body for his own pleasure. It made Jake feel worthwhile to be used in such a manner, bringing euphoric pleasure to the men who used him. He looked down to see Jared's dick pumping through him, the cum and oil slick shaft moving through his ass with complete and total ease. It fucked through his well worn hole with deep penetrating strokes, his hairy pelvic bone banging into Jake's ass with loud slapping noises that filled the room like thunder.
Jake groaned as he watched his asshole get fucked. He couldn't help enjoying Jared's body as the horny teenager used him, slamming his hips into his ass with each inward thrust. Jared's exquisite facial expressions showed what his dick was feeling. He could make tiny moans of pleasure when he thrust at a steady pace, just enjoying the feeling of being submerged in something hot and wet again. Then his face would change expressions when he fucked seriously, getting down to business as he pumped in and out harder. But Jake really liked Jared's twisted expression when he came, his body squirming around on top and inside of him as his dick pulsed and pumped his anus full of cum.
Jared began fucking harder, pounding his dick into Jake's welcoming rectum with deep strokes. He could feel his second orgasm fast approaching as he hammered at Jake's ass, slamming his dick well deep in the bound man's receptive butt pussy.
"Oh fuck..., I'm gonna cum again...!" he announced, throwing his head back as he slammed his hips forward. "Awwww shit man..., here it cums....! I'm cumin...! I'm fuckin' cumin...!!" he cried, shooting an even bigger load than before as the cum wrenched from his body in searing spurts. Jake could definitely feel the pulsing shaft this time, feeling it fill his anus full of warm teen cum.
"Don't hog all that ass to yourself hommie...!" said Cole, standing beside the bed naked, stroking his own 9" hardon as he watched his roommate finish climaxing.
"You came back...!" said Jared, pulling his dick out of Jake's ass as he got to his feet, his softening dick now hanging wetly over his satisfied ball sac.
"Yeah..." said Cole, climbing onto the bed in Jared's place. "...I decided: why should YOU have all the fun...? Hell..., I like gettin' off too...!"
"His ass feels just like wet pussy, man! You're gonna fuckin' LOVE it!" said Jared, standing to the side as he watched his roommate align his dick up to the hole.
"With your two loads already planted inside..., I KNOW he's wet like pussy!" said Cole, pushing inward.
Jake watched as Cole's darker dick slid into his ass. Cole was about 6', 165 lbs with a medium (non muscular) build, dark skin, with a hairy (knotty) chest and hard dark nipples. His hair was styled in a short tailored natural bush, with razor sharp edges. Of the two he was the cuter, though Jake found it was a tossup on who was sexier. He watched as Cole's dick sank into him, the 9" shaft disappearing up into his ass like a magic trick.
Cole ground his hips into Jake's ass once he bottomed out, enjoying the silky smoothness of his moist insides. He began fucking almost immediately, wanting to feel the faggot male pussy around his dick. He thrust in and out, using the full length of his manhood to dig into Jake's exposed hole. Jake thought Cole was digging for oil with the depths in which he probed. Cole was amazed at how much Jake's asshole resembled a woman's vagina, the soft wet anal ring acting like pussy lips as they sucked, swallowed, and massaged his hard stroking shaft with gentle ease. He thrust through Jake's warm bowels with growing intensity, his hairy balls slapping into his upturned ass with each repeated stroke. He hammered the faggot's hot ass nonstop for nearly 10 full minutes before he felt his balls starting to contract.
"awww shit...!" he gasped as he fucked harder, ramming deeper as he started to cum.
"UHH...! UHH...! UHH...! AHHH...! AHHH...! AWW...!" groaned Jake after each thrust, his ass taking Cole's full length and load with every stroke. When the darker skinned man finally finished cuming, he yanked his still hard cock from Jake's hole and got out of bed. Jake could tell by the hasten way Cole searched for his clothes that he was embarrassed after having fucked another man. He got dressed quickly, not even bothering to discuss it with his roommate. He simply threw on his clothes and headed for the door.
"Hey..., what about this guy...?" asked Jared, referring to Jake who still lay tied to the bed.
"We'd better leave him..." advised Cole, turning back on the machine (much to Jake's disappointment). Jake groaned in complete anguish as the fuck machine began pumping into him again, picking up where it had left off. "...we don't want homboi knowing we were in his apartment fucking with his property!"
Jake watched as both boys left, closing the door behind him as he resumed his position getting butt fucked relentlessly by Ellis' fuck machine.
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Jake was in the midst of another arousing climax when Ellis finally came home from work somewhere around 6pm. He tossed his keys aside as he slammed the front door shut, smiling to himself as he watched Jake struggling in the same position he left him in that morning (last chap). He walked over to the bed, staring down at Jake's naked body as his hardon continued to throb from his cumless orgasm.
Ellis couldn't help but laugh at Jake's situation, all splattered with cum and dried piss. He definitely reeked as the bed was soiled in piss, cum stains, and lube. Ellis turned off the machine, pulling it out of the way as he examined Jake abused hole. Jake no longer had any strength in his body, his arms and legs were stinging numbly from being tied in the same position for nearly 24 hours. His back ached also, his ankles shackled overhead putting a permanent bow in his back.
Ellis sat down at the edge of the bed, staring into Jake flowing anus. He took pictures with his cell phone of Jake's huge anus as he flowered out and open like a giant red rose from over usage. Ellis poked the ruined anal lips with his fingers, running them around the opening before plunging them inside. Jake moaned softly as all four fingers penetrated him easily, causing mild irritation to the tender flesh.
Curious, Ellis unbuttoned his sleeve and removed his wristwatch. Dipping his hand along the drippy oiled logged ass crack, he began dipping his whole hand into Jake's asshole, pushing through the soft worn anal ring as easily as one would shove his hand into a thanksgiving day turkey.
Jake groaned in hated bliss as his anus was stretched around Ellis' exploring hand. He could feel the 30 year old shoving his fist through him, pumping it in and out with short fast strokes. Wondering how deep Jake could take it, Ellis pushed his hand in until the wrist and forearm began to sink inside.
Jake's eyeballs popped from their sockets as the arm disappeared up his ass. He could feel the extreme pressure of it moving through his guts, pushing into his straining intestines as the elbow neared the ring. Jake passed out from the pressure, too exhausted to fight back after a full day of the Analyzer. Ellis slowly removed his arm, with cum and anal lube coating his thick forearm. Giving into lust, he untied Jake's legs from the railing, allowing them to fall (deadly) back down onto the bed. He then stood up and began undressing, stripping naked before climbing up onto the bed between Jake's fallen legs. He pushed them back up against the unconscious man's chest, then rammed all 8 and 1/2 thick inches of his rock hard cock straight up into Jake's asshole.
Jake groaned in his sleep, feeling the dick bore through him even unconsciously. When he finally awoke completely, he saw Ellis on top of him, thrusting his hips into his ass as he fucked him straight through his unconscious state. "Take that dick, bitch! You know you like this shit!" said Ellis, his face just above Jake's as he stared back down at him with lust filled smoldering eyes.
Jake wanted to hate Ellis for what he'd done to him (leaving him hog tied and alone with a machine butt fucking his sore ass for 8 straight hours), but he couldn't deny his general attraction for his partner as his cock suddenly started to harden against his belly. He still had no feeling in his arms and legs, and his back ached profusely, but his cock and anus took precedence over his aching body as he watched Ellis pound away on top of him.
Ellis pulled his entire dick from Jake's pouting anus before suddenly shoving it all the way back in. Jake gasped with an open mouth as Ellis took full length strokes through his gaping rectum, pulling out completely before shoving all the way back in. He bitch fucked Jake in that position for 30 minutes before pulling free and flipping him onto his stomach. Jake's wrist turned with his body in the handcuff, as Ellis kicked open his legs and stuffed his cock back into the well worn hole.
Jake felt Ellis' 190 lbs muscular body on top of him, weighing him down into the soiled mattress as he butt fucked him from behind. Jake could feel the cock poking through him, the long hard shaft slicing through his creamy white butt cheeks with ease. Ellis locked his forearm around Jake's neck, putting him in a headlock, then rammed his ass deeply with hard thrusts, pounding into him as if his body were made for fucking.
Jake found himself arching his back, elevating his ass for deeper access. He could feel the dick digging deeper, drilling through his ass colon as it bore straight into his cum/oiled bowels. "Shit this ass is open...!" gasped Ellis, losing himself in lust as he rode Jake's ass harder. Loud slapping noises filled the room as Jake groaned and grunted after every inward thrust, his sore body taking the beating his partner administered. Jake wasn't sure how much more punishment he could take, but he held on for as long as he could, only losing consciousness a few times before finally feeling Ellis cum in his ass.
"Take that fucking dick!" ordered Ellis, slapping in his pelvis into Jake's ass much harder. "I can feel my nut building in my balls! I've been thinking about dumping in this hot ass all day..., driving around in my patrol car with a hardon just for you!" said Ellis, in Jake's ear. When he felt Jake fall into unconsciousness again, he grabbed a fistful of his stringy sweat wet hair and yanked his head back into consciousness. "Wake the fuck up while I'm fucking that ass!" he ordered, ramming harder. Jake felt Ellis slam his hips into his ass one last time before he finally unloaded, sending a full day's worth of hot cum into his searing anus.
Jake accepted the warm deluge, feeling it flood his gaping anal canal as the cum poured into him like a fire hose. At that very moment, Ellis felt Jake fall unconscious again, his body weak from lack of food and sleep. He pulled out of his sleeping partner, deciding to give him the rest he deserved. He threw the covers over his naked body, then uncuffed his wrists before taking a blanket and a pillow, and making a makeshift bed for himself on the floor.
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WEST PHILLY
Pooh and his new wife Divine (formally known as Peaches) arrived him after running errands about town, making arrangements and calling in favors after Tempest Williams' unexpected arrest. Pooh spent the majority of the day teaching his wife the ropes of running a drug empire. With Tempest now indisposed, he and Divine could rule the city as the underworld's new King and Queens Pins. In fact, that's how Pooh introduced themselves, as `the King and Queen of West Philly'.
None of this escaped the watchful eye of Tempest's trusted assistant Brian Dunn, who believed the King Pin was taking advantage of Tempest's unfortunate incarceration, and trying to take over his profits and territories. However, when Dunn was stupid enough to voice his unwanted opinion to the new King Pin, he was met with a unwelcoming force as Pooh gripped Dunn up by the neck, then slammed him head first into a wall. Dunn scratched at Pooh's huge tight gripping hand, trying in vain to get his hand from around his fragile neck.
"Tempest ain't here to save yur scrawny ass, bitch! So if I were you..., I'd be bending over backwards to kiss my ass right now...! Unless you
"Ye...yes sir...!" gasped Dunn, gasping for breath.
Pooh released his grip on Dunn's neck, allowing him to breathe again as he fell to the floor taking deep breathes.
"That's better! I'm gonna leave my wife in charge of yur affairs...! You'll have to answer to HER! If she feels yur trynna do me wrong in ANY way..., I'll fuck ya ova real bad! And NOT the way yur gonna want me too, either!" winked Pooh, taking his leave.
Divine walked over to where Dunn continued to lay on the floor, gasping in air while contemplating his situation. Divine stood over him, dressed immaculately in some of the fall's latest fashions. She bent down at Dunn's level, smelling sweet of Elizabeth Taylor's White Diamonds perfume.
"Funny..." she said, ironically. "...I remember being in this very position a few months ago when I begged for your help..., do you remember that day Brian...?" asked Divine, in her sweetest most politely pleasant voice.
Dunn merely looked at her, knowing where she was going. "Funny how the shoe appears to be on the other foot...!" she added, still bitter. "Now I'm the one with the power to help! Do you NEED my help little man...?" she smiled, running her manicured nails over Dunn's scalp. "I HOPE you do..., cause it would give me great satisfaction watching you squirm while Pooh and I take over everything you and Tempest worked so hard to maintain!"
"I wouldn't get too comfortable in my new position if I were you, Peaches..."
"Divine!"
"...Tempest won't be in prison for long! He'll get out! He always do!" said Dunn, confidently. "And when he finds out what you and Pooh have been up to..., he's going to go berserk! THEN we'll see who squirms then!" laughed Dunn, hysterically..., causing Divine to believe he was mentally unstable.
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PRECINCT-23
Tempest Williams continued sitting handcuffed and shackled to the interrogations chair, waiting to be extradited back to prison where he belonged. He knew the police were watching him threw their two way mirrors, keeping an eye on him to make sure he didn't escape this time. He knew a guard was posted outside the door, as he kept looking in on Tempest every 5 minutes to make sure he was still put. But someone HAD to be behind the glass, watching, waiting. Tempest stared into the mirror, trying to figure out shapes just beyond the surface.
"I know somebody's in there watchin' me..." he said, the first words he's spoken since his capture. "...whadda you make a year..., 35-45 thousand...?" he asked, knowing someone was listening. "What if I offered you a MILLION dollars to help me get out of here...? ONE MILLION DOLLARS CASH, just to get me some keys to an unmarked car? THINK about it..., you won't ever have to work in this shithole again!" stated Tempest, going back to silence, and giving whoever was sitting on the other side of the glass food for thought.
39 year old Scott Macnamara sat back in his observation chair, wondering if his ears had deceived him? He rewound the recorder that had been taping Tempest since his capture, then replayed the offer again. Indeed he hadn't imagined it, Tempest had offered one million dollars for help in his escape. One million dollars just for unlocking his cuffs and handing him the some car keys! One million dollars had never sounded so easy to make, nor had it ever been so close to his grasp...! Before he even had his mind made up as to what he was going to do, he found himself `accidentally' erasing the footage of Tempest's offer.
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