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Cassie recoils.

She has to cover herself with something and then explain to the men out there that everything is not as they think.

Maybe they will just let her go. She looks around, and panickedly looks at the 3 guys behind her.

But they only watch Cassie with amusement. She sees a few posters on the wall, tears them off and looks back at the three.

She is surprised that nobody intervenes.

But she holds the posters in front of her body and opens the door...Even if she could have spoken reasonably, she just doesn't stand a chance against that number of men.

More than Cassie could count at once stormed the store.

Immediately her posters are torn away and quickly she is lifted into the air by a couple of guys and placed on the tattoo artist's couch.

A multitude of dicks are stretched out towards her and she can't do much more than let them do whatever they want to her.

The tattoo artist passes around a hat into which each of the present throws $10, and then turns his attention back to Cassie. In a short time she has a cock in each hand, in her mouth, in her pussy and in her ass. She is so overwhelmed with the situation that she loses the complete overview. She is beaten, spit on and her piercings are pulled. Especially her weights are pulled.

Cassie screams in pain, which is perceived by those present but only as cries of pleasure.

Little by little more and more guys pump their juice in and on Cassie, these guys are then quickly replaced by others who do the same. Over and over again they come.

The tattoo artist is always busy in between keeping Cassie's tattoo up to date and makes another stroke for every guy that squirts into her.

The weights dangle permanently from her nipples and hurt her a lot. By the hair she is often pulled into other positions and there is constantly a camera on her. Every now and then the is lifted by two guys and the air and fucked by someone else so in a kind of suspended state.

Cassie can't tell if the guy who is in her pussy right now was in her mouth before or not. She just notices that suddenly everyone panics and leaves the store.

A policeman is now standing in the store and shouts loudly. "What's going on?" Cassie is jubilant, finally someone comes to help her.

"I was called by some concerned women that there are supposed to be prostitutes here."

Cassie is now alone and covered in cum and all messed up. Only through one eye can she make him out.

"No no, it's not like that. It's just her here." Says Vincent.

He looks at Cassie.

"Come on, get dressed! You're under arrest!" He says seriously to Cassie.

She can't believe what she's hearing. He's not here to save her, he's here to arrest her! She drops her head and takes a deep breath. She is too exhausted to talk back.

The tattoo artist comes up to her and whispers.

"For each stroke I will charge you $5 you will get your backpack back when I get the money, if you don't come back I will know where you live." He then walks away from her and says loudly.

"She's not a prostitute, she's doing this for free!" Pointing to the tattoo that she is free to use at any time and by anyone.

"She's still under arrest! Get her clothes and get dressed!" Says he to the 3 gentlemen.

"She showed up here with no clothes on. She laid down here and brought all the men with her. I don't know where she has her clothes." Says the tattoo artist with a shrug.

"Is that so?" Asks the cop directed at Cassie. She wants answers, but only gets groans out due to the anesthesia.

"See, she's only out for sex." Says Vincent. The cop has had enough.

He grabs Cassie by the arm and pulls her up. Again the weights fall and pull on Cassie. She raises her hands to, hold them up.

"What are you doing? Face the wall and put your arms behind your head!" He yells at her and makes a motion like he's pulling a gun.

Cassie immediately lets go of the weights, which fall again painfully causing her pain. She puts her hands behind her head and faces the wall.

As he pats her down, he notices that her body is covered in cum.

"Eww, that's disgusting! Pass me some wipes so the young woman can clean herself up a bit." Says the policeman disgustedly to the tattoo artist.

The latter hands Cassie a roll of wipes.

"And always keep one hand on her head where I can see it!" Says the cop and anxiously Cassie cleans herself of cum with only one hand.

"That's clean enough!" Says the policeman as he thinks.

"Now put your hands behind your back, spread your legs!" Says he now. Cassie does as he says. The cop gets zipper from his belt and so ties Cassie's hands behind her back.

Then he gives her a little push so that her weight shifts and would overtake the front if the wall weren't there.

Her face now presses against the wall and she can no longer stand up under her own power.

Now he pats her down thoroughly.

A little too thoroughly for Cassie's taste. What could she possibly have on her? She is naked!

Then he leads her outside the store.

Many faces stare at her, most of them of angry women who whisper insults to her as she passes. She is so incredibly embarrassed to be paraded and arrested here like this, but worst of all is the dangling of the weights on her nipples with every step. Just a few meters away from the store, the car with the inscription (Sheriff) is already parked.

He puts her in the back, gets in front himself and drives off.

Only when they are a few streets away does he stop, turn to her and say seriously.

"So, either I arrest you now and we write a report and all, but I don't feel like that. Or else, I'll take you home now. But you'll have to meet me halfway."

Cassie understands too well what he means and would be happy to be arrested, because she would probably be better off in jail than out here.

That's why she wants to say.(not home) but what comes out of her mouth sounds like. "Hooo home!".

"Thought so!" Says the cop and drives on. He pulls onto a country road and parks behind some bushes.

He gets out, opens the back door of the car and pulls Cassie back out.

He lowers her to the muddy ground, unzips his pants and says.

"If I didn't know you were full to the brim with cum, I'd fuck you! But this time you're going to have to do it to me with your mouth." With her hands still tied behind her back and weights dangling painfully, Cassie now starts sucking his cock. She would have preferred it if he had just arrested her and locked her up.

"I don't know what's wrong with you young people! You're always thinking up new things to make my life miserable."

He says with a groan. "But what you're doing, at least I can use that in my favor!" He says and continues moaning.

"Every time I get called for you from now on, you're going to pleasure my cock! I mean, you want it anyway, and I'll have so much less paperwork and my fun." Moans.

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