Diary of a Young Slut Ch. 01

"What the fuck you think you doing, cunt!" Ramal abruptly threatened. "What, you don't like nigger cum in your mouth, you fuckin' little tight-cunted white slut?"

"You are really one incredibly stupid bitch," Mike added. "You don't spit a man's cum out. Don't you fuckin' know nothin'?"

I was stunned.

"You gonna lick up every bit of that cum off a the pavement, slut" Ramal growled, grabbing me by the hair, slapping me viciously twice across my face, and pushing my face down towards the cum glistening on the asphalt below me.

I have never been so frightened. I thought they were going to really beat me or something, not just slap me. Plus, at that moment, I just wanted so desperately to please them, but especially Ramal. I quickly turned to the task of licking his massive load of semen off of the parking lot and swallowing it completely as they laughed and laughed.

They uncuffed me and let me rest for a while, but when I went to pull my skirt down, they stopped me and made me take it off instead. "We ain't quite done with your bitch," Ramal said. I saw Mike talking on the radio.

"Pete and Brian on their way," Mike called to Ramal. "Let's take some pics."

"Wanna get your picture took, Honey?" Ramal said. "We'll make you look real sexy and pretty. Give you some copies to send to your friends," he laughed.

This was very weird. I didn't know what to think or what they were going to do when Mike led me over to the squad car. He took his hat off of the seat and told me to put it on, and then buckled his belt and holster and stuff around my waist. I was totally nude with a policeman's hat and belt on. I had to look just totally ridiculous.

And lastly, he took his badge off and told me how hot I'd look wearing a cop badge, and quickly grabbing my left breast, he pinned the badge right through my nipple!

Oh my God, the pain and the surprise were so intense that my knees literally buckled and I felt to the ground . I quickly reached to pull the badge out of my nipple, but Mike struck me viciously across the face.

"Don't touch the badge, cunt," he snapped. "It's part of the uniform."

Lifting me to my feet he took me back to the park table and told me to get up on it and spread my legs. I noticed another squad car pull into the park and saw Ramal walking over towards us with a camera in his hand.

Handing me his baton, Mike told me that he wanted me to "fuck myself" with it. I was so frightened at what Mike had done and what he might do next that I instantly complied.

What the other two policemen saw when they got to the table was some hot little slut pushing a nightstick in and out of her vagina. I was too scared to do anything but obey.

To my surprise, the two new cops pulled themselves out of their pants and started stroking themselves, encouraging me to continue "fucking myself." I was utterly shocked when, after a short while, both simultaneously began to ejaculate on my face and chest.

All this while Ramal took pictures.

They did end up beating me, just as they had promised. Not viciously, maybe, but they did blacken both my eyes, split my lip, and put horrible bruises on my breasts. I had been handcuffed again, so Mike just held my head steady while Ramal very coolly hit me in the face I guess four times, maybe more, and then struck me in the belly and breast. Mike used his belt on me, mostly on my breasts. They kept commenting how large they were.

Ramal told me that before I mentioned any of this to anyone, I should wait to see the pictures. I still have them. They're horrid. The girl in them looks like a very willing whore. She's wearing a cop hat and belt with a policeman's badge pinned to her naked breast, sitting on the park table with her legs spread wide open while pushing a nightstick deeply in and out of her sex. Her face and chest are thickly coated with semen.

They gave me a tee shirt to wear when they took me home. I never told anyone what really happened.

I told my mom the next morning that I had been beaten up by high school girls who got mad at me cause I refused to do impure things with them. I told her that kids in public high school made fun of religion and that I couldn't stand it anymore. Somehow, she managed to convince the people at Apostles Academy, the bible high school that Donny attends, to take me in as a scholarship student.

The next day at school, I guess rumors had spread that I hadn't let Tony have me, that I was "frigid," "a cock tease," "a nun"! A girl that I thought was a friend came right up to me and said, "I can't believe you didn't let Tony fuck you. Why did you date him? God, the hottest guy asks you out and you don't even fuck him? I am so, so glad he beat you and dumped you. You are so over. I can't even talk to you." And she just walked away

January 23, 2007

Donny's so happy we're together again and we pray together a lot, but I can't get what happened to me out of my mind. I know it's the devil, but every time I see a black cop I wonder and begin to feel that same weird tingling inside me. Lot's of times I dream that he takes me again, and I'm so wet when I wake up. What is becoming of me?