1. The Shoplifter Chapter One


    Date: 9/1/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Interracial, Pregnant, Author: Barbiebnympho, Rating: 85.2, Source: sexstories.com

    You’re type will try it again and again until you get put in the slammer. You’re just a female bum on the road to destruction.” He repeated himself. He gave me this strange look, “How about this; you want to go free. Well, I’ll have those two security guards that caught you come in here and you can beg them. Maybe they will bargain with you. Who knows what they’ll want but maybe you can convince them to kill the tape and let you go... then again maybe not. They know your type. He stopped and just looked at me. Well, what do you think about that?” I sat frozen. Was he suggesting what I thought? Was he suggesting I buy off those guards with sex? He was looking at me like he expected a response. Maybe he thought I would just agree. Like I was promiscuous tramp that would jump at the chance to pay off the guards and get out of this. Or was he just playing a horrible game with me? I sat shaking. I could not look up from the floor. It seemed like several minutes passed with nothing but the sound of his heavy breathing and my occasional sob. When I did not respond he turned angrier, “Well, guess you don’t like that idea, sweetheart. That’s ok. Who knows what they would want a young tramp like you to do.” He looked at me with a harsh grin and walked over to the desk, “Let’s get this over with.” He sat down at the desk, lifted the receiver, and then hesitated, looking at me. I couldn’t read anything his face...it had gone sort of angry blank. Then it became clear he had decided to ...
    give me a final lecture. He sat with the phone in his hand looking at me so strangely. It was like he needed to convince himself to go on and kill me, “You’re just another criminal shoplifter. We got you dead to rights on a felony rap. The police are used to this. They will have you down town and booked in thirty minutes. The judge will set your bond later this afternoon. Your daddy can come down, post bail and get you out. Then you just face the court case and the penalty. I suspect a good expensive lawyer can keep the sentence for a felony like this to less than two years.” He sat holding the phone, looking at me, hesitating. I could not be more scared. He had done everything he could do short of making the phone call. He had thoroughly lectured me, threatened me, and scared me senseless, and now he had brought this to the pivotal moment. I had to do something right then or he would simply make the call. I had to beg. It was my last chance. Once he made that call, my life was ruined...arrest, court, jail, and a felony record. Nothing could be worse. I had to do anything I could to keep him from calling. I remember gathering all my courage, looking up at him directly and just begging, “Please, please don’t call. You will ruin my life. Don’t you realize what it would do to me?” I was shaking from head to toe. Tears were flowing down my face. “Please, please don’t call.” I was unable to say anything more. I looked directly into his eyes and sat shaking. He looked at me with an ...
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