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    Masters looked at the darky clad figure of the woman.....she was built...he'd give her that...muscled yet had those wonderful breasts....her tight black t-shirt she wore did little to hide them....."well yes maam..right this way" masters said ....as Hannah turned to the sound of Masters voice....He hit her in the stomach...hard...driving his fist into her....knocking her into the door of the van....the hood she wore made it impossiable to tell where he was...
    He moved in close...and spoke to her in a kind voice....your days of lawers and trials are over ....you've been found guilty...and have been sentanced...
    your cunt belongs to me now.....with that he slammed his hand... palm up into her pussy...almost picking her up off the ground.....quicly her grabbed the back of the hood and shoved her to her waiting friend at the door..god I love my job... he thought as he turned to retrive the next woman....

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    Those words seemed to set the women off. Beatrice muttered something loud but unintelligible in her hood and charged towards the guards, trying to kick and butt them. The other women soon followed suit and soon the smooth flesh of eight white legs and two black ones was showing everywhere as the women kicked in vain. It was true that Hannah and Sarah were powerful kickers and that even Beatrice had decently strong legs, but they couldn't see who they were fighting. The women managed to land a few kicks and Hannah and Sarah even managed to make a few bruises but ultimately a futile gesture, a helpless display of importent rage at what they knew their fate would be.

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    Most of the kicks went wild...the hoods the women wore blinded them in their aiming...but the black woman had landed a nasty blow with her hiking boot to Masters upper leg....causing him to spin away and fall to the ground....
    He jumped up quickly and rubbed his leg...."you bitch" he muttered...your going to pay for that..he quicky removed the stun gun from his holster....
    firing at sarah he landed a perfect shot to her left breast....he pulled the trigger and 40,000 low amped volts slammed in to the woman...driving her to the ground.....he walked over and with out a word....kicked her in her crotch....it was a nasty blow...ment to hurt....he was angry....and embarressed that the woman had knocked him down...."get this trash inside and get the others off the fucking truck...NOW"... he screamed at his men...
    I going to make her beg for my cock....or kill her trying.....masters muttered..

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    Sarah screamed in pain under her hood as the bolts shot into her. The other girls were also quickly brought to heel, calmed down and dragged from the truck. Sarah had to be hauled inside. Gone was their defiance. Heavy breathing could be heard as their recently exerted lungs fought for breath under the heavy cloth hoods. Their hands no longer made fists. Their breasts heaved in and out beneath their scanty clothing. Still, they could hardly be described as broken yet. Merely subdued for the moment.

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    lining the women up Masters ordered their hoods removed...
    Ladies...My name is sergent Masters....I'll will be working with you these next few days....you WILL call me Mr Masters or Sir....any violation of the rules will be punished swiftly and without mercy........he stepped forward and grabbed minerva's blouse....
    tearing it off her body....he locked his fingers on her large nipple and cruelly twisted it....the woman screamed in pain....driving her to the ground...
    holding her nipple in his fingers he looked at the other women standing there..."any questions"
    then he released her....pushing her backwards to land on her aging ass....
    Get these women to indoctrination...........

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    Minerva whimpered slightly as her black skirt rode up over mature but still silky thighs. This morning, she'd been hoping to seduce Beatrice with those thighs and her sneakers. Now, she was wishing that this man couldn't see them or her now exposed breasts, held up buoyantly by her push-up bra. If it, too, was removed, they would likely sag. "I didn't break the rules, sir." she protested.

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    Masters spins around and leans down....grabbing the older lesbiain by the hair...pulling her to her feet......"Well darling, you just did.....smiling at her...he holds her out away from himself....his hand locked into her hair...
    what shall your punishment be?...huh?...he turns and addresses the other women standing there.............
    Ladies rule number 1...NO TALKING unless spoken to first......understand?
    he turned his head and looked into minerva's eyes...he saw the fear...he knew she would be the eaziest to break.....
    I think you need to do a act of atonement for breaking rule number 1...
    "what do you think?"...he smiled a wicked smile....looking into her eyes...

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