Natalie was an expert in both history and ancient languages at Dean University and as such she was the only student in the history department who knew about the time machine that Professor Searchem had invented. Professor Searchem was supervising Natalie’s thesis, and the time machine quickly became an invaluable research tool.
Natalie was ever so skeptical when she first learned of the time machine, but she also had a small crush on its inventor, so she sheepishly agreed to be his first subject.
In what seemed like a flash, Natalie was sent back in time, just in time to hear the famous speech that was delivered on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial in Washington D.C. on August 28, 1963, by Martin Luther King, Jr.
When Natalie was brought back to the present, she was a little dazed and confused, but still amazed at what she had witnessed. It took a couple of days for the ramifications of what had happened to her to finally sink in, and she couldn’t wait to experience more, as the Professor said he still had a little tinkering to do with his invention.
Next Professor Searchem sent Natalie back to witness first hand a Civil War battle in 1861, as a young wife tending to the wounded. Then in her next assignment she got to walk in Jaclyn Kennedy’s shoes for a day, whom she just a adored. She even got to kiss J.F.K, if only for a second, at his inaugural address, in Washington D.C on January 20, 1961.
While some of her assignments were pleasurable, all were not. Like the one that sent her back in time, as a Witch, during the Salem Witch Trials of 1692. It didn’t take long for Natalie to be questioned, put on trail and ultimately found guilty. She ended up being stripped butt naked, and then tarred and feathered, in front of what seemed like the whole town.
She was also sent back to 1870 as young Indian girl, who unfortunately got caught by a group of young cowboys, and ended up being stripped and then sexually assaulted, before behind tied to a fence pole and left to bake in the hot sun. Thankfully for Natalie, Professor Searchem was able to bring her back before the inevitable happened in both cases.
In her most recent assignment, she was sent back as the young wife of an abortion doctor in Jan, 1973. She got to witness first hand just how volatile this issue was, when as they were eating lunch at her husband’s office, they were ambushed by a group of anti-abortion activists, know as the Freedom Fighters.
While Natalie watched in shock, her husband was brutally beaten by two large men. Natalie was then forced out the office door and into the main exam room. Once inside she was surprised to see her husband’s young nurse and his secretary, both standing shoulder to shoulder, with their hands on top of their heads, wearing only their bras and panties. Natalie quickly found out why, as her dress was ripped from her body and she was encouraged to joined the other women’s poses, with a slap on the ass.
Now surrounded by three men and three women, armed with guns and knives, the three nearly naked women trembled, as to the groups intent and their lack of clothing. Then several minutes latter, as one of the female Freedom Fighters started reading from the Bible, the largest of the men gave the order to, “strip it all off.”
After much protesting Natalie didn’t get the chance to comply, as the big man impatiently ripped her bra off and the panties quickly followed. The other two women seeing Natalie’s harsh treatment, quickly stripped on their own.
The men suddenly grabbed Natalie and she was quickly forced onto the exam table, fearing the worse. The three men, physically held her down, as a large woman forced her legs into the table’s stirrups, strapping them in with duck-tape. Natalie began screaming for help, when she saw the large blade on the women’s razor, when she slid it out of her pocket. But instead of cutting her, as Natalie feared, she began to dry shave Natalie’s pussy, until it was completely bare, and her skin burned.
She saw a large speculum being forced deep inside her freshly shaved pussy next, as her hands were being duck-taped to the table as well. Then the grinning woman snapped the speculum into the open position, as the men got their last gropes of Natalie’s small breasts.
Then the group of men turned their attention to the two other women, as the female invaders left the room. Then Natalie watched in horror as the young nurse and secretary were forced to their knees, the men using their mouths for their own sexual pleasure. Finally, with their faces freshly painted, the two women were taped together in a 69 like position, before the group finally fled.
The naked bound women struggled to get free, for what seemed like hours, before the police arrived. The women had to go through the extra embarrassment of being under the officers’ roaming eyes, as they struggled to cut them free. Natalie seemed to have it the worse now, as only after she was free, was she finally able to remove the speculum, which was still lodge inside of her, as about a dozen male officers looked on.
Shaken by her last couple of assignments, Natalie was a little hesitant to continue, but the Professor was able to talk her into one more assignment, as he finally felt like he had the kinks worked out of his invention.
The time machine also offered Professor Searchem the opportunity to record each of her adventures, and Natalie noticed that he seemed to watch the videos of her various ordeals over and over again, especially the good parts. Professor Searchem was obviously a man who loved his work, but Natalie was starting to suspect that he might have an ulterior motive.
So Far, Natalie’s assignments had all been chosen by Professor Searchem, and even she had to admit that he had done a good job of selecting a variety of times and places that illuminated the role women played in various historical periods of the United States.
Natalie was pleased that her next assignment was in the near past, since it required less research prior to her trip. It seems that there had been reports a few years back that one Deputy Duffy had been improperly detaining female suspects, and stripping them bare. Natalie would be sent back in time to investigate the relationship between, “Law Enforcement, Traffic Stops, and Gender Based Profiling,” in Vermont. Natalie almost cherished the new assignment, as she wanted to expose this Vermin for once and all.
The next morning Natalie, dressed in just a small bikini top, tight denim shorts, and sneakers, awoke to find herself in the near past. Her red convertible cruised down the road doing seventy miles an hour. The radio, so loud she didn’t even hear the siren behind her.
“Nice car Professor Searchem,” Natalie said with glee. She had always wanted a convertible and she was also enjoying the cool breeze that blew through her soft brown hair, while it also cleared her head.
“Oh my I better slow down,” Natalie moaned when she saw that the speedometer had hit eighty. “No need to run into the Duffy clan just yet.”
As the car slowed down, Natalie also turned down the radio, which was blasting out the chorus; “I fought the law but…” As Natalie sung along.
“What the!” Natalie cried out when she first heard the approaching siren. “Please let that be an ambulance.”
The sports car slowed down and pulled over to the side of the road, while Natalie was still too nervous to look back. Her prayers that the sirens would just pass her bye went unanswered, instead they settled in right behind her. Natalie took a deep breath, her eyes flashed into the car’s rear view. The distinctive blue lights catching them, as the siren stopped.
“Ok stay calm Natalie,” she moaned. “I mean there are a lot of deputies in these parts. What are the chances?”
Staring in her side mirror, Natalie watched as the driver behind her opened their door and started walking towards her vehicle, as her heart pounded. She gasped when she first noticed it was a young looking, male officer walking her way, dressed in a dark blue uniform, wearing shinny silver mirrored sun glasses.
“Licenses and registration ma’am,” Natalie heard the officer bark, as her eyes traveled up his uniform, still praying, until she spotted his nametag, just over his left shirt pocket. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she read off each letter, one by one, D. U. F. F. Y.
“Speaka English,” the deputy barked, breaking Natalie from her trance.
Natalie just nodded, and the deputy repeated his initial command. While Natalie also couldn’t believe her dumb luck.
“One sec, Deputy Duffy,” Natalie managed, as her eyes scanned the car’s interior. She had only been in the car for a couple of minutes and she had no idea where anything was. The young woman also let out a gasp when she suddenly noticed her attire or lack there of, as it wasn’t what she wore into the time machine. “Professor Searchem you ass,” Natalie moaned.
“Excuse me Ma’am,” the deputy snapped.
“Oh nothing, I’m just an ass!” Natalie cried out, as she suddenly felt sick, as her search for her license, registration, proof of ownership, had all come up empty.
“Step out of the car Ma’am!” The officer barked, as if he finally grew tired of the woman’s stalling ways.
“But I’m innocent,” Natalie cried, not even believing her own plea. She knew she was in trouble, even before the cold metal cuffs slapped her wrists behind her back. The deputy leading her back to his car and then he pressed her against his patrol car’s back door.
“Just need to do a quick pat down,” the Deputy hissed into Natalie’s ear. “Anything that might stick me, needles, a knife, anything.”
Natalie could only shake her head as she prepared for the deputy’s pat down that she had read so much about. She felt his finger run around her tight short’s waistband and then his hands felt over her front pockets. Natalie felt flush as he patted her back pockets and what they sheltered next. The deputy suddenly pulled back on her wrists and opened the back door while looking at Natalie’s small bikini top.
“Nothing to search up here,” he sneered with a chuckle and pushed her into the back seat, before Natalie could respond to his quip.
Natalie could only watch as another deputy pulled up to the scene, and the deputies started to searched her car. Natalie was more than worried, she had been reading about Deputy Duffy’s adventures first hand on the Internet and now she sat in the back seat of his car, fearing the worst. She also searched her brain for answers as to how she was going to explain her way out of this jam. She just shook her head, her simple plan of going to the deputy’s favorite bar and searching for good looking females, willing to help expose the deputy’s wicked ways, dashed.
On the trip to the station, the deputy questioned Natalie about her sudden appearance on his radar, as well as her lack of proof as to whom she was and who’s car she was driving. Natalie felt like a schoolgirl who forgot to study and was now giving made up answers to an oral exam. She also prayed that there wasn’t going to be an “oral exam” back at the station.
She knew she could never tell him why she was really there. She also knew she couldn’t tell him that she was from the future, as she still had a hard time believing it and she didn’t want to end up in the Nut House.
This was also the first time Natalie was sent back in time as herself and not playing a character. So now instead of feeling like she was in someone else’s body, looking through their eyes. She was now looking through her own dark eyes, feeling her own skin, smelling her own scents. She already noticed the other big difference, while her other experiences had seemed almost dream like. Today everything was crystal clear like her senses were on high alert.
Natalie suddenly remembered that unlike her other assignments, Professor Searchem agreed to bring Natalie, back from the past, at the crack of dawn. So Natalie almost managed a quick smile as she figured after all that she had been through, one day would be a cake walk, at least she prayed for as much.
The squad car finally pulled up to the station and Natalie was pulled to her feet. She was led by the deputy past a group of young men who were hanging around on the back steps. Each one also seemed to be pointing and giggling. Natalie looked down and suddenly saw why; her small bikini top no longer concealed her left nipple. With her hands cuffed behind her back, her small chest also seemed to be offered up to the young men, much to their delight and Natalie’s horror. She also found her bikini top’s Star and Stripes design highly ironic, as now she felt anything but free.
Once inside the station’s main office, the Deputy finally answered Natalie’s plea and adjusted her top, by running his finger underneath each cup, effectively smoothing out the material. His soft cool skin in sharp contest to Natalie’s burning flesh. A quick feeling that she had indeed found her man flooding through Natalie, as he was quickly living up to his reputation. She also couldn’t believe how real his touch felt to her skin.
“There yah go Sweetie,” the deputy teased, when he was finished.
“Gee Thanks!” Natalie answered sarcastically.
After the Deputy again questioned the silent Natalie, he led her down the hall. They stopped in front of a black door and Natalie cringed as she saw that it was the infamous processing room. She felt the handcuffs removed and then she was unceremoniously shoved into the room.
“Wait here,” the deputy barked, as he slammed the door shut causing Natalie to jump and respond by flashing him a one-finger salute.
Left alone, she quickly scanned the brightly-lit room, while she rubbed her wrists. “Wow, it’s just like I read about,” Natalie quickly thought.
“Oh My,” she moaned, when she focused on the lone stainless steel table that stood so proudly in the room’s center. She also saw the yellow line, running along the floor, just in front of it. Natalie moved over and stood at the edge of the steel table. She shivered as she ran her hand along its cold shinny surface, as she wondered just how many naked butts that it had held over the years. She also knew that due to the circumstances her naked ass would probably take its place on the table soon enough, unless she could do some fast thinking.
Driven by curiosity, she slowly opened the lone draw that hung just under the table, quickly letting out a gasp when she spotted the tube of lubricant and box of rubber gloves. She quickly slammed the draw shut and sat up on the table, her face in her hands, as she cursed Professor Searchem and his bright ideas. Quickly wishing that she never heard of time travel, as it had caused her so much humiliation lately.
Natalie sat and waited for the inevitable, while she wondered how her simple plan had come undone so quickly. She knew that somehow she had to get through the day. Then when she woke up in the morning, she would magically be back in Professors Searchem’s office and hopefully it would all seem like a dream once again. Only she prayed it wouldn’t be a nightmare.
The door opened a short time later and the young deputy returned carrying a clipboard. Natalie also felt that he was a little less imposing now, as he was no longer carrying his gun belt around his waist.
“Lets go Sweetie Pie on the yellow line,” the deputy hissed and an extremely nervous Natalie, reluctantly followed, not even fazed by his pet name.
“Well we ran your tags, it’s kind of funny,” the deputy started, as he leaned against the table. “Seems like your a ghost, the name you gave us, you social security number, your DOB, nope none of them show up in our computers, any explanation?”
Natalie just shook her head, she knew her lies were useless now. The one thing she couldn’t figure out, is why Professor Searchem hadn’t come up with a back up plan before hand, for what she was to do or say, if by a small chance, she was pulled over by the deputy.
“Oh ah, here’s an interesting one, the licenses plate on your car.”
“What about it?” Natalie interrupted.
“Well they’re Ohio Plates, vanity plates in fact, but Ohio never heard of it. Any Ideas?”
“What are the letters?” Natalie instinctively asked.
“Well there are six letters, the first ones an S,” the deputy started and Natalie repeated the letter out loud, as she did with the rest of the letters.
“Seconds a T,” “yah T.” “R,” “Ok R.” “I,” “I, got it.” “P,” “Pee.” “M,” “M right.” “And lastly E,” “and E.”
Natalie began sounding out the letters out loud. “Let’s see S and then the T, ST…And then an R, STrrrr. And Iyy.” And then as if a light bulb went off in her head. “StripMe,” Natalie said almost with pride, until she said it again slowly. “Strip me.”
“Thank you, you read my mind,” the deputy said with a small evil laugh.
“Wait a minute!” Natalie shrieked, as if it finally hit her, and she also felt a little silly for playing his juvenile like word game. She also didn’t know if he was lying or if it was one of Professor Searchem’s sick jokes. “Just wait a second.”
“Strip it!” The deputy barked, as he snapped to attention, crossing his arms, causing Natalie to jump back at the deputy’s sudden change in demeanor.
“Look can’t we talk?” Natalie said, stalling for time, as her head swirled.
“Talk has got us nowhere,” the deputy snapped. “Do it or I will have to get the sheriff to help!”
“Please not your dad!” Natalie snapped and then covered, her red lipstick covered lips, with her hands.
“For some one who’s supposable not from around these parts, you seem to know an awful lot about us up here,” the deputy hissed as he moved closer to Natalie. “Makes me awful suspicious. Now get your ass naked.”
Natalie cringed at his words, as it seemed like that’s all she was doing lately, although she always felt like she was playing a character, and most of the time she was forcibly stripped, so she couldn’t do nothing about it anyways. Having to strip, in her own skin, and show her own skin, all while in front of this law man, seemed a million times worse.
Natalie wiped her brow and kicked off her sneakers, as the deputy quickly kick them aside. She began to unsnap her denim shorts next, while wishing the deputy wasn’t standing so close, as she could smell his nice fragrance. She swore she could even hear his heart pounding or maybe it was hers. Natalie slowly wiggled her hips as she tried to pull down her tight shorts.
“Oh my,” Natalie quickly cried out and quickly pulled her shorts back up when she realized that her shorts, were all that she wore on her lower half.
“Ah Problem?” Duffy hissed.
“Yah I think Someone forgot something?” An embarrassed Natalie moaned, as she realized this was another one of Professor Searchem’s sick jokes.
“Did someone leave the house today sans panties?” The deputy teased. “I mean it’s 45 degrees out and your dressed like your going to a pool party, or working Main Street. Yet you tremble with innocents, afraid to show me what little remains to my imagination.”
Natalie looked into the deputy’s eyes as if he understood her inner emotions.
“What are you hiding?” The deputy hissed, quickly erasing Natalie’s thought.
“Nothing I swear, it’s just, I mean your a man, can’t I,” Natalie stopped her sentence in mid stride, not believing that she was thinking of asking him for a female deputy, like so many women before her had probably done.
“I’m just doing my job Missy, now strip or else!” The deputy snapped.
She could tell by the tone of his voice that it was her last warning. Natalie couldn’t stop her hands from shaking as much as she wanted to rob him of the tell tale sign of shame, as her hand reached behind her neck. She slowly pulled the bow of her bikini top, from behind her neck, and while pressing her other hand to her chest. She untied the one behind her lower back as well.
The deputy held his hand out, and Natalie just filled her chest with air and then pulled the top out from underneath her hand and placed it in his hand. Natalie watched as he bald it up into his hand, shocked that it was so small that it fit right into the palm of his hand.
“Now lose the shorts!” The deputy hissed, as if he was tiring of the struggle.
Natalie was in her own struggle, as she fought back some tears, as her shorts finally found their way to the floor. She bent her knees and quickly bent down and picked up the shorts and handed them to the deputy. Who quickly dropped them, along with her top, on top of her discarded sneakers.
The deputy could only chuckle at the pose that Natalie now struck. It was the one arm across the chest and the other hand covering the crotch one. Deputy Duffy almost smiled, he’d seen it a million times and he had a simple cure for the silly pose.
“Lets go, arms behind your head, lock them fingers, elbows back, arch that back, spread them feet!” He barked out like a Drill Sergeant, while he also assisted a slow moving Natalie into position. “Now Stay put.”
Natalie could only gasp at the humiliating pose she now found herself quivering in, as the young deputy circled her. Natalie was surprised to find the deputy’s eyes taking in every inch of her naked body. She thought he almost moved around her like a Concurring Warrior.
She still couldn’t believe how different this felt today, as now this was her body on display in all its nakedness. Her pale skin, her small breasts, her small pink nipples, that had become embarrassingly erect, and her shaved pussy. Natalie still couldn’t believe the last one.
Natalie, who had been forcibly shaved in her last adventure, shaved it clean when she got back to the present. Just to see what it felt like, as she had never done it before. She regretted it the second she finished, as she remembered just how puffy and pink her pussy really was, and now she really regretted it.
“Reach down and grab them ankles,” the deputy said, interrupting Natalie’s thoughts. With a push on Natalie’s back, she slowly bent over, until she could grab her ankles, and then the deputy stepped back to take in the rear view.
It took Natalie all she could muster to keep the humiliating position as her mind flashed the fact that she was totally shaved again, not even a whisker to hide her special places from the deputy’s view. This fact didn’t go unnoticed by the deputy either, as his groin stirred, as the contrast between Natalie’s white skin and her pink pussy, provided him quite the erotic scene. Seemingly stirring the deputy’s need for more
“Reach back and spread your ass cheeks!” The deputy barked.
Natalie snapped up at the lewd command. “No Fucking Way!”
“WAY!” The deputy screamed and quickly pushed Natalie over to the steel table. “Up we go.”
Natalie found herself reluctantly climbing up on the dreaded table. She shrieked at the coldness of the surface as she tried to lie face down, but the deputy had other ideas, as he guided her into position, into the classic doggie position. Then he grabbed her legs and spread them wide apart, but when he let go Natalie quickly closed them back up, as she shook her head. A split second later she felt a stinging slap to her left ass cheek, and then the right, as the sound of smacking flesh filled the room, along with Natalie’s cries.
Natalie’s legs were moved apart again by the deputy, although this time her knees were even further apart. She was now almost in a full split. Natalie’s chest sunk to the table, as she gasped, when her red-hot nipples met the table’s cold surface once again.
“Please,” was all Natalie could muster, when she saw the, pissed looking, deputy open the table’s draw, while looking back between her lewdly spread open legs. She could also see just how exposed this position left her. She watched with fright as the deputy took out the box of rubber gloves and tube of lubricant that she saw earlier and sat them down on the table just inches away from Natalie’s now glistening pussy.
“Reach back and spread your pussy lips for me,” the deputy said, punctuating his lewd command with a smack on a protesting Natalie’s ass, a second quickly following. Natalie feeling like a scolded puppy followed his perverse order, as her ass was on fire. Her hand slowly moved between her legs. A low moan leaving her lips as she realized just how wet her southern lips had become, when her fingers slowly moved the folds of flesh apart. Natalie just closed her eyes tight as the sight of her newly exposed pink flesh was too much, as was the devilish look on the deputy’s face.
Natalie still couldn’t believe what she was doing when she felt another finger join her own. She felt it slide up and down her spread pussy lips, her body quivering when it ran over her engorged clit. Suddenly the finger entered her with amazing ease. Natalie body again quivering in response, a small moan escaping from her mouth.
Natalie, who would always laugh when she read about woman becoming aroused when they were cavity searched, would laugh no more. A second finger also slid deep inside of Natalie, who soon found herself almost literally fucking the deputy’s fingers, by squeezing her inner muscles, while clenching her ass cheeks. His fingers even found her special spot, as her distinctive arousal aroma floated up to her nostrils. The smell seemingly breaking her from her trance, as she suddenly realized just what he was doing, and what she was surprisingly enjoying.
“My God,” Natalie moaned, as she slid forward to escape the deputy’s expert fingers, just in time. “Please I’m clean.”
“Well shall see!” The deputy hissed, as he pulled her back into position.
He grabbed and snapped on a rubber glove. The distinguishable sound causing Natalie’s head to snap around. She saw the Deputy holding his right hand in the air, index finger extended. She watched as he began applying some lubricant to the lucky finger. Through Natalie’s eyes, he looked much like a doctor about to perform a rectal exam.
“But he isn’t a doctor, he’s some CHIP’S wanna-be, and now his finger,” before Natalie could finished her thought, she felt his finger make its first contact with her anus. Petrified, she clinched her teeth and tried to relax her ass, as difficult as that was, as the finger slowly made its way into the passage that Natalie was saving for the man of her dreams, not the man of her night horrors.
Natalie backside was wiggling back in forth, much to the deputy’s pleasure, as his finger purged deeper and deeper. All traces of pleasure gone, a small tear rolled down Natalie’s cheek as much as she wanted to rob him of the satisfaction. She suddenly felt the shame that so many a woman had suffered on this very table.
The sound of rubber snapping again startled Natalie again. She also realized her cavities were free from invaders, just before the deputy announced that she was clean. Natalie previously tensed body collapsed onto the table, as a wave of relaxation flooded her system.
“Thank God that’s over with, I made it!” Natalie groaned.
“Over, were not don’t yet,” Natalie heard the deputy hiss as she looked up. Natalie took a few seconds to clear her glassy eyes, and then her eyes saw blue, uniform blue. She looked up and noticed her face was just inches from the deputy’s crotch, his pants doing little to hide his tell tale signs of excitement.
“What the…Don’t even think,” Natalie screeched as she tried to move away, but the deputy had her hair in a strangle hold.
“I don’t think you realize just how much trouble you are in missy,” the deputy growled.
Natalie knew all to well what part of her incarceration this was, although she almost forgot about it. She also knew just how much he liked the bargaining part. She also wondered just how many women before her, have had to suck cock on this very table, swallowing cum for their freedom.
“Please what about my rights?” Natalie cried, as she shook with the thought.
“Your rights…They start right here!” The Deputy snapped, as he slid his fly down.
“No way!” Natalie screamed, as she shook her head away from the deputy. “I won’t suck your cock, I just won’t!”
The deputy just laughed, “a blow job, that’s just the appetizer, in as much trouble as you are in, you will have to offer me a couple of other warm places to hide my cock that have sparked my interest.”
Natalie suddenly scooted to her knees, as she shook her head frantically, finally breaking from his grip. His devilish intentions flashing through her mind.
“Plus you’re all lubed up and I could tell that your ready to go,” the deputy teased. “Think about it.”
“I mean sucking his cock is one thing,” Natalie thought. “But he wants all of me, my pussy, my ass. God, he wants to fuck me up the ass! He wants me to fuck for my freedom!”
Next Natalie thought about all the women that had gone before her and those that would surely follow. She suddenly filled with knowledge and purpose. She knew her mission, she just had to stand up to this authoritative abuser. Plus she didn’t want to provide him with a story for his buddies internet site.
“I demand to see my lawyer,” Natalie snapped and she also lied. She knew that this was the past. She had no idea if her lawyer even passed his bar exam yet.
“Lawyer, but you haven’t been charged yet!” The deputy hissed.
“What?” Natalie moaned as she suddenly remembered that she hadn’t even been read her rights yet, and yet here she was buck naked, her pussy soaking wet, and her anus still dripping with lubricant. “I demand to know my rights!” Natalie finally snapped after the two were locked in a stare down.
“Ok have it your way,” the deputy hissed, as he grabbed Natalie’s wrist.
“You have the right to remain silent,” the deputy began as he slapped a cuff on Natalie’s left wrist and then the next, as he finished his spiel. He helped Natalie off the table and with a hand full of ass, leading her to the door.
“But wait, my clothes,” Natalie cried and the deputy answered with an evil laugh. The door opened and the stark naked Natalie was pushed out into the hall and then back into the station’s main office.
Natalie heart sank when she first hit the front offices bright lights. The group of young men that she saw hanging around outside had seemingly flooded the office, most of them still surrounding television monitors, and Natalie knew they weren’t watching the ball game.
“You can’t be serious,” Natalie moaned.
“Don’t worry about them they are Junior Deputy canadates, so they’re all adults now,” the deputy snapped. “Plus you brought this on yourself.”
The deputy’s explanations did little for Natalie’s nerves, as the young men took in her nakedness and their sophomoric like comments hit her ears, many of them held index fingers in the air and wiggled them about.
Natalie was fingerprinted first and then led into a side room and photographed as a crowed of lusty eyes watched through a large glass window. They watched every perverted pose that the deputy made Natalie assume, after the three standard ones. Natalie couldn’t help but think as the posing progressed that if her pussy ever held up a local gas station, she would surly get caught, as her pussy would be well know around these parts after all this. Then she watched in disgust as the deputy handed out some of his new pictures, to the hungry crowd.
She was finally led down a set of stairs into the holding cells. Her brief career as a nude model over. She was led into one of the cells and the deputy pushed her down on the lone cote.
“Hey what the,” Natalie protested as the deputy quickly cuffed her hands to the rail on the far end of the bed. “Please don’t rape me!”
“Rape you, I’m a lot of things, but a rapist no, silly little girl,” the deputy shot. “I was just trying to give you a break…No your not thinking clearly.”
The deputy grabbed her feet next, and he started to slip her ankles into the leather straps at the other end of the cote.
“So I think we will put you on suicide watch,” the deputy said, as he kissed her cheek, through her tears, when he was finished.
The deputy gave her one last satisfied look, or was it one last chance to change her mind, before he slammed the cell door shut behind him and Natalie’s body shook with it.
“I’ll have some Jr. Deputy canadates keep an eye on yah,” the deputy said before he turned to leave. “I think you have some new fans.”
“Please don’t leave me like this!” Natalie cried out at her current spread-eagle position.
“You had your chance,” she heard faintly.
Natalie didn’t have long to fret about her current position, as the deputy lived up to his word. A young man entered a couple of minutes later and took a seat just outside of Natalie’s cell. A wide smile on his face as he took in Natalie’s predicament. Natalie could only cringe and wonder how her life had taken such a wicked turn and she just knew that back in the future Professor Searchem was watching in glee and this tape would probably become his (Gone With the Wind.)
A short while later Natalie was startled by rustling sounds next to her, looking to her right she noticed two male figures in the cell next to her, that were seemingly rising from a sleep. It didn’t take the two figures long to spot the helpless girl.
“Hey keep away!” Natalie implored, as the figures Natalie figured were a couple of hobo’s, judging from their looks and there awful smell, came closer and tried to touch her, as they reached through the bars. Natalie moved her body as far away as her bounds would allow. She even screamed for the laughing gatekeeper to help her. Natalie keep squirming, but thankfully for her, her body was just inches out of their reach, but not their leers and their obscene comments. Natalie keep them at bay as time crept along, and then they finally tired of their molesting reaches, instead they sat back seemingly satisfied with lustful looks.
Seconds turned into minutes, minutes slowly turned to hours, as one young man, would replace the next, outside of her cell. Natalie would then have to feel the heat of his stares and his comments once again. After a few more hours, a nice looking Jr. Deputy came into her cell carrying a glass of water. Natalie could only offer a small thank you, to the compassionate young man, as a glass of water was much needed.
“Oh my sorry,” the young man gasped as some water spilled down Natalie’s chin and trickled down her chest, as she drank. “I’ll get it.”
Natalie’s protests fell on deaf ears, as the young man seemed intent on cleaning up his mess, by rubbing in the water that spilled with his bare hand. He rubbed her chin, her neck and then her left breast. Some water must have pooled up on her left nipple because it seemed to need and received the most drying, before he finally left. Leaving an embarrassed, erect nippled, Natalie in his wake.
A new Jr. Deputy entered a short time later, also carrying a glass of water and he seemed clumsier than the last. Natalie soon got the sinking feeling that their motives were more than just quenching her thirst. As Jr. Deputy after Jr. Deputy, came in offering water, most managing to spill some over Natalie’s body. Natalie moved from embarrassment to enragement that the young men would take advantage of her so, some even licking and sucking up the spilled water.
With the influx of water, the inevitable happened. Natalie begged the gatekeeper that was watching her now to un-cuff her from the cote so she could pee. But he just looked perplexed and kept saying he couldn’t do that. After several more pleas, he suddenly bolted from his chair. Natalie could only squirm and wonder in his absence. Several minutes later, she heard her cell door open. She looked up and noticed the Jr. Deputy was carrying a plastic bucket.
“Deputy Duffy said you could use this,” he mumbled.
“Oh man,” Natalie moaned, but her bladder was about to burst. “Ok, Ok, get me up.”
“Ah nope can’t do that, no key, plus there is no need,” the Jr. Deputy moaned. “That why I have this.”
Natalie watched in disbelief as the young man pulled a funnel out of the bucket, and it had a rubber hose attached to the bottom.
“No fucking way, you little pervert!” Natalie screamed.
“Have it your way, pee yourself,” the young man said with a giggle before he turned to leave.
“Wait,” Natalie moaned, as she couldn’t imagine laying in her own urine. “I guess.”
“Cool,” came slipping from the young mans lips, as he quickly moved into place, sliding the funnel in-between Natalie’s spread legs. Then he slid his free hand under her ass to prop her up. Natalie closed her eyes and tried to pretend he wasn’t there, but his ass squeezing and his giggling wasn’t helping, especially when she started filling the funnel.
“There she blows,” the young man teased. “My, my that’s a lot of piss for a small girl.”
Natalie, who was growing weary, could only cringe when she heard him get up and pour the bucket into the toilet in the far corner. Before coming back over to her cote.
“Oh my where are my manners?” The young man moaned, as he pulled a small hankie from his back pocket. Natalie watched in stunned silence as the young man, hankie in hand, reached between her legs and boldly wiped her pussy up and down until she was dry.
“There yah go all dry now,” he teased as he patted her pussy, like the animal, before returning to his seat. Natalie was beyond humiliated she wanted to crawl up and die.
As time crawled on, her mind filled with questions. She wondered if Professor Searchem had set her up? Was he setting her up all along? She also questioned her earlier decision to rebuff the deputy. It couldn’t have been this bad! What could she have been thinking?
“At least in the morning I will be back in time,” was her finally thought, as she closed her eyes and managed to drift off to sleep, the days events finally catching up to her.
A bright flash startled the sleeping Natalie, bright sunshine blinding her eyes, cool wind blowing through her hair.
“What the fuck!” Natalie screamed when she finally focused on the black pavement speeding by her. She suddenly realized she wasn’t back in Professors Searchem’s office as she had prayed, but she was back in the speeding red sports car once again. She glanced down and noticed that she was also dressed in the same outfit as yesterday. Or was it yesterday?
“Professor Searchem what the fuck is happening?” A confused Natalie screamed into the air.
Natalie was also trying desperately to slow the car down, but it seemed to have a mind of it’s own. That same song was blasting from the stereo again. Suddenly she heard a siren behind her, and now her car started to slow down, as hard as Natalie tried to make it go faster.
“This can’t be happing, please not again,” Natalie cried, suddenly remembering the plot to that lame Bill Murray movie that Professor Searchem was always watching. When he wasn’t watching tapes of her adventures.
“Professor Searchem you asshole!” Natalie cried as the car came to a stop. Natalie quickly opened the door and tried to make a run for it, but the deputy was to fast for her and she quickly found herself cuffed and stuffed in the back of the patrol car, belong to one Deputy Duffy.
Natalie sank back into the seat, as she knew that she was in for another long day. She also figured she knew what she had to do now, to get back to the future, and when she did, she vowed to smash Professors Searchem’s stupid time machine into a million little pieces.