Sentenced to Indecency

!! This story is 100% fictional, and is inspired by my own fantasies and desires. I don't condone or encourage any of the behaviour mentioned and everybody involved is over the age of 18. If this is for you, then enjoy <3!!

May 31st, 2069

"So it is the new law that women may be served punishment through physical means. This is at the discretion of the Authorities, however may include physical beatings, penetration, public humiliation..."

The TV droned on in the background as I stretched out on the couch and began rolling a joint. I didn't really care that weed wasn't legal because I'd never been caught before and nobody suspects a cute 20 year old girl to be a raging stoner. I begin to grind up my weed when suddenly I hear a knock on the door.

Without thinking, I leave my stuff where it is and go to answer. Standing confidently and large in the doorway is my neighbour Darren. He is probably in his 60's and always gave me the creeps. From quick glances at my legs in skirts in the past to downright staring down my tank top right now, something was off about him, and now he was standing in the doorway of my apartment with a red face and an unnerving smile.

'So, how are you?'

He asks, eying me up and down.

'I-I'm good. What can I do for you?'

I ask as he begins to walk into the doorway while there's little I can do. 'Sure, come on in then.' I mutter to myself under my breath.

His gaze immediately darts to the rolling setup on my bed, his eyes lighting up as I expect him to ask me for some. Instead, he quickly whips out his phone and takes a photo as my stomach drops and I begin to panic. 'W-what are you doing with that?' I stutter and try to reason with him.

'I-I only use it for pain relief. I always leave the w-windows open.'

He turns to me, with the a sick smile on his face as he shakes the phone screen at me mockingly.

'Oh poor baby, didn't you hear? A crime like this can get you in big trouble after today. And unfortunately for you, this photo is on its way to the Chief Constable. I'll see you soon, or maybe not. Depends if they'll take on board my suggestions.'

He snorted and laughed to himself before swivelling on his heel and promptly leaving the apartment, and me with my jaw open.

Would I be arrested? What is he talking about? I spent a couple of hours stressing about the prospect of being arrested and coming up with hypothetical arguments in my favour in my head. To settle myself, I decided this was just the behaviour of an over concerned neighbour with nothing better to do than stick his nose in my business, and smoke the controversial joint before drifting off to sleep.

I was woken by a sudden banging. It was coming from my front door, and my eyes shoot open. My phone tells me the time is 3am, and I sigh as I stand up groggily to walk towards the door. All of a sudden, I hear a loud crash as my door is broken in and heavy footsteps thud around my apartment. My heart pounds and my stomach drops as I think I'm being broken into.

My bedroom door is pushed open and I see several armed men in uniform, who barge in and grab me by the arms. I am dragged through my living room and out the door of my apartment. They march me down the stairs, out the main doors and into a black van parked outside. My whole body was shaking in fear and I was too shocked to speak so was somewhat grateful when one of them began to explain. 'We've had reports of criminal activity involving drug use in your apartment.'

That fucking moron! That perv really reported me! I cursed under my breath and shivered as I prayed that I would get off lightly.

'There are new laws regarding the punishment of these crimes, and so you'll be taken and will have to stay in a set place until your punishment is over. Got it?'

I was imagining that he meant I would be staying in one custody room, or one prison until my sentence was over. Even this still sent me into a fit of panic, and I began to think of ways out of this. Surely it would go to court and there'd be a trial, I could explain myself. That I'm a young woman with a bright future. Before I could think much more I felt a sharp needle prick in the back of my arm as the van jostled along the road and suddenly a tingling sensation ran through my body as it went limp and my brain went quiet.

When I came to, I found my whole body ached. Everything was dark and I felt a chill on my skin. I quickly realised I wasn't clothed. My head was trapped in some kind of box or cage, meaning I couldn't see anything around me.

I tried to move my arms and legs, but my wrists were stuck in a stock type of thing, and my legs chained to something that kept them apart and still. I began to freak out. My heart pounded and I frantically flailed and squirmed to no avail. Where WAS I?

From what I could hear, there were cars and people nearby which didn't help. It was cold and I had goosebumps. My nipples were rock hard from the temperature and I was terrified. My whole human body was stuck, possibly on display and I couldn't do a thing about it.

After about what felt like a lifetime of crying and squirming, I hear a deep male voice. 'Okay everybody, so this is the first public chaining we've had so far. This silly slut was caught using drugs, and this is her punishment. There's no rules this time so it's free range. You've got 3 hours.'

What the fuck? What did that mean? Questions and worries were swimming in my head but before I could get any further I felt a hand on my back, stroking down my spine. I froze in fear. Suddenly there was another on my thigh, then another on my breast, then another squeezing my ass, and before I knew it I was covered in hands grabbing and groping every inch of my person.

I screamed from inside the box my head was in and cried out loud, trying to move but all I could hear or see was darkness and the odd grunt or satisfied hum of whoever was assaulting me. I had two hands on each breast, mauling groping and flicking my nipples. There was also hands exploring between my legs now, running along my slit and teasing my pussy and ass holes.

I felt like a toy, an object, a subhuman doll for these people to do as they pleased. A hot rush of humiliation and disgust seared through me as I sobbed and wailed. A hot rush of humiliation that warmed between my legs for some reason.

A finger entered my pussy, and one teased my asshole. More fingers were added to my pussy until fingers from two different hands were dipping in and out of my pussy hole. The hand at my ass had some help as somebody spread my cheeks and dragged their tongue up my crack before the hand shoved its way in, pushing two fingers into my ass.

I was being pistoned in both my holes by multiple different hands, while my nipples were being completely abused and everywhere else on my body was being touched too. More fingers were introduced and I screamed as I was being stretched. Whoever was doing this then ruthlessly curled up their fingers and shoved their entire fist into my pussy. My knees buckled and I cried at the pain of being stretched more than I could ever imagine.

The fingers in my ass took note, and were removed before I felt someone spit at the hole and rub it in before four fingers returned, followed by a thumb until I was being fisted in my ass and pussy. All my holes were filled to capacity and all I could do was stand there with my eyes closed willing it to be done.

Both fists increased in speed as a third hand began drawing circles around my clit. I felt two mouths suckle onto my chest, taking my nipples into their mouths, flicking and biting them. Every part of my body was feeling some sort of sensation and I couldn't take it. I cried and yelled and screamed as my clit was finally met and every area that could be stimulated was being overwhelmed. My knees suddenly buckle as I wail loud and long, feeling wetness shoot from between my legs as they continue.

I cry even more when nobody lets up, continuing the assault for a long while. My pussy and ass were fisted and filled with various people's hands and cocks, and my nipples were red raw from the amount of pinching, twisting and pulling. It went on for forever and I could barely retain consciousness by the time I hear the same deep booming voice speak.

'Half an hour left everybody! Get your photos and videos while you can!'

Fuck fuck fuck- photos and videos? At least my face is covered. And half an hour isnt that long. But I can barely focus on the time with everything else going on. In this time people have been getting creative, I've been fucked in both my pussy and ass with cucumbers, umbrellas, bottles, boots, poles and whatever else you can imagine. I've had beer, wine and actual piss rubbed over me. I've been entirely violated in every possible hole and part that can be touched. And I couldn't see who was doing any of it.

Suddenly I hear a low voice next to the box.

'I told you you could get in big trouble'

The voice speaks as someone grabs my tit and slides a cock into my ass at the same time. My blood runs cold as I realise this was down to my neighbour. The pervert couldn't get me any other way, so he decided to send those pictures to the authorities and take advantage of that stupid rule that was on TV earlier.

Between panting and screaming at still being fucked from every angle including his disgusting cock in my tender asshole I manage to splutter out a 'Fuck YOU.' He aggressively fucks me, groaning and muttering about how good my body looks on camera. So he's filming me. I feel him suddenly pull out and unload himself on my back, he didn't last long at all and I nearly find my self laughing internally.

The last half an hour goes slowly, my body is spent and everything hurts. My holes are raw and gaping and nobody seems to give a shit, and certainly nobody wants to take it easy. I'm being covered in fluids, stuffed with inanimate objects and it seems most of it is on camera.

Finally, the time runs out as I hear groans and feel the fingers finally leave my body and swollen nipples, the hands fall from gripping my body all over and the multiple hands fucking my ass and pussy respectively are removed roughly.

I feel myself drift off and am awoken only when I feel a familiar prick in the back of my arm as everything goes dark. I wake up in my apartment, confused as if this was all one bad dream, and only for everything mildly aching still or I wouldn't have believed it happened.

I look over to my couch and the rolling equipment is still sitting there. I catch myself smiling, and thinking about the ordeal. Now my darkest, most twisted fantasies are set in a law, and all it takes is breaking a few rules now and then. I let out a long sigh as I begin to roll a joint again, this time facing the window incase anybody wants to catch me.