Yes, you want her to be your

"Erin Clark?" sergeant Wilkers asks to be sure, "the black girl? You are friends?"

"Black and white people can be freinds in modern society," you answer maybe a little too sharp, "we met at the university and became friends."

"I didn't asked because of her skin," sergeant Wilkers replies cold, "we found a pepper spray in her back pack and some of our officers saw her during the demonstration. But fine, come with me! She is currently in a interrigation room for questioning."

You follow the policeman down a stair and enter the arrest area. Two cells are filled with girls from the demonstration and a third cell is filled with three men who are likely common criminals. You try to avoid eye contact with the girls. It could look strange for a few of them, that the guy who sold them pepper spray is now following a police officer. Behind the cells there are two rooms with a table, two chairs and a mirror which can be seen through from the other side. Erin sits in one of these rooms. She looks close to panic and is naked except for a few handcuffs which are tied to the table. you assume the police took her clothes as evidence, which is a commoen process for female suspects.

"Gavin?" Erin asks shocked and immediately tries to cover her tits and pussy with her hands, which is fruitless because she is tied up to the table, "what are you ... I mean ... can you please look down! What are you doing here?"

"This little guy is your wannabe lawyer," sergeant Wilkers tells her harsch, "I will watch you, so do no stupid things. Good luck, slut. You will need it."

with a last laugh sergeant Wilkers leaves you and closes the door behind. You sit down facing Erin. She looks very uncomfortable, but you on the other hand, have a great view on her perky tits and belly. Her pussy is sadly to low and you can't see it through the table.

"Gavin ... I ... I'm really glad you came," Erin mumbles shy and still tries to cover her boobs somehow, "but ... why? Why did you came and why so fast?"

"Because I want to help you," you lie and gently take one of her hands in yours, "I saw you getting arrested through the window. And I immedediately came. Don't listen to the officer! I can help you."

"I ... thanks," Erin answers close to tears, "but what do you think you can do? This is so messed up. Some idiot sold a few of the violent girls pepper spray. People were sent to hospital. and they found one of the pepper sprays in my back pack."

"Who knows?" you say and try to sound normal, "there are criminals who sell everything for money."

"And now?" Erin asks even closer to tears, "I'm going to lose my scholarship. They are going to send me to prison or sell me as a **** on an auction."

"This is possible," you say to calm her down, "the leardes of violent demonstrations will be sold to a master in order to reintegrate them in society. I'm not sure how it is in your case but if the police thinks you are such a leader you will find yourself on a auction. And even if they don't think you are a leader, the police doesn't have to prove the pepper spray is yours. You are a woman taking part at a violent demonstration. They found a weapon in your bag that is only allowed to be carried by males. The director will for sure kick you out and you will have to spent a few months in juvenile prison. Where it is likely you will become the unwilling **** of a female gang member, but thats only speculation."

Erin bites her teeths in fear. She is shaking because she believes she is going to lose everything she worked for. And this is excatly the situation you wanted her in. She looks so frightened you almost feel bad about enslaving her. But only almost.

"Listen Erin," you say calm, "I know it doesn't looks good but I have a way out for you. It is not a perfect solution and to be honest, you will not like it, but you would be save from prison and you even could continue your studies."