This is not my story. I saved it from the old djian understories website:

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Small Town Taxes

by roy

Editor Carrie

Bret and Mary Jones were both successful professionals. They went out of their way to purchase a house in a very small town. They were hoping that when they decided to settle down and have kids that it would be the best place to raise them away from the big city. They found a town that would practically close down by sunset. A town where everybody knew everybody else. They knew it might have a drawback though. They knew that it would probably be some time before they would be accepted by many of the locals. That inconvenience would be a small price to pay to allow their children to grow up in a good environment.

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Living in the small town was very tranquil; their weekends together in the privacy of their home always led to sexual bliss. The house was just far enough away from the closest neighbor. Bret and Mary would take a bottle of wine out to the yard and make passionate love in the moonlight. They felt that this heavenly bliss would never end and continue to grow thanks to this small town that they chose to settle down in.

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One day after arriving home Bret saw an official notice for them to appear in court the following Friday. That night, both of them discussed the summons at dinner and Bret said that he would look into it and see what it is all about. Mary did not have any peace throughout the night, she really sensed that something was going to go wrong. It must have one of those woman's sixth sense things. In the morning as they car pooled to work the subject was still the coming court appearance and again Bret reassured Mary that everything was going to be just fine. That evening at dinnertime again the subject was still the same. Mary was growing much more worried about the summons. Bret promised her that some time tomorrow he would call to get some information about the summons. During the morning commute they were both silent through out the usual hour drive but as Bret dropped off Mary the only words she said, " Do not forget to call today." That evening when he picked up Mary the first words out her mouth as she entered the car when Bret arrived to pick her up where " did you call the court?". Bret went on to explain that he spent a total of two and a half hours and did not get any answer other than it is just a typical notice sent to residents who have failed to pay the per-capita tax that the township regulation states all residents that work out of township limits are to pay. They looked at each other and laughed about it; now being more relaxed they joked about it saying that they never heard of such a law. They both agreed that without knowledge how can they be held responsible any way they will tell the judge that they will pay and that they did not have any knowledge prior to this. They were both glad that they would not have to spend any money on attorneys, Bret would simply explain the misunderstanding.

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The dreaded Friday had finally arrived. The morning went with out any problems but that would suddenly change. The afternoon suddenly arrived and everything went wrong. The copier broke down, the afternoon appointments arrived very late and some of the important ones that included a very large account had not shown up as scheduled. This delayed Bret's travel plans to court considerably. Meanwhile, Mary was frantic waiting for Bret. He was never late for anything. Bret pulled up to the storefront and Mary quickly got in the car. They drove off, Bret mentioned he still had thirty minutes and that he would hurry and catch the interstate were they could travel at the higher speeds to make up for time lost. Then minutes into the drive things just got worse, the traffic was very heavy due to an accident. They both realized they would never make it on time.

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Finally arriving at the court over two hours late they found the room that was supposed hear the case. The judge was still in session attending to other cases, they explained to the bailiff what had happened and asked if the judge could hear their case. They noticed that the bailiff went to speak to a very young woman not much older than themselves and returned to let them know that the judge agreed to hear their case at the end of this session. Bret now felt more relaxed and told Mary that the young woman was the judge hearing the case and he reassured her that he would explain the circumstances and she would understand. After a fairly long wait the woman disappeared into the back room and when she returned in the judges robe and the bailiff spoke to the court saying that it is in session.

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The young judge looked over some court documents. She spoke of how irresponsible Bret and Mary were in showing up in her courtroom, at their convenience and giving some lame excuse for their being late. When you failed to show up for your scheduled appointment, I issued an arrest warrant for the both of you. I did not want to let you get out of my town. I have decided to make you spend thirty days in a new program that we have. The program is a coed boot camp detention center and maybe this is what you need to teach you the proper respect towards my court. This is to begin immediately. As she finished speaking, Bret tried to explain but the judge cut him off ordering the bailiff to cuff them and take them into custody. Mary just broke into tears, as her hands were cuffed behind her back. Her tears streaked down her face and made her make up run. Bret tried to explain again but this time the tone in his voice louder and again cut off by the judge threatening to give him an extra thirty days after hearing his outburst. He knew he was beat and they were led into a back corridor were the bailiff that was escorting Mary took her to the elevator and another officer led Bret down several flights of stairs to what looked to be some type of processing center. Bret was fingerprinted and photographed and led to a front window. He was told to place all his possessions on the counter. He obeyed and then was told by the officer for him to remove his suit coat, belt, tie, and shoes and socks. He was patted down and led to a holding cell barefoot. After inside the cell he was thinking about what Mary was going through. He had heard some stories of what happens to women in jail. Only about an hour went by but it felt like an entire day. An officer came to his cell door and opened it. Bret was taken back to the front window counter and given the shoes and socks and told to put them on. The transportation van would be here soon. After he was done, he was cuffed with his arms behind his back and led to a wooden bench near the door. A chain was locked to the cuffs so he could not get up and move around. Again, every minute felt like hours waiting on the bench. After a while he noticed a female officer escorting Mary into the waiting area were he was seated. Mary was placed opposite of where Bret was seated. But she was left standing. The officer secured the chain on the wall to the handcuffs behind her back. As the officer turned to walk away, she said there is to be no talking. Bert sat in silence looking at Mary. He then noticed some thing different about her, the long hair was now a mess and the blouse was opened to expose the white lace bra. He also noticed her legs were now bare. It always excited him to see her like that, because she had beautiful shapely and tanned legs. His mind went racing with the thought that she had been strip-searched. He knew that the female officer had been the one that got the honors of stripping down his beautiful wife. He would have given anything to have seen her go through that process. He thought about it and shutting his eyes, in his mind, watched the female officers fingers go up Mary's ass. He had always fantasized about Mary's ass but she never let him ever touch her asshole. Mary thought this kind of sexual play was dirty and perverted. Still, the thought of doing it always gave him an instant hard-on and this was no exception.

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Two corrections officers entered to transport them. First, they took Mary outside. A couple of minutes later they returned for him. As Bret approached the door to the van, he noticed Mary inside. Her bare legs were cuffed to the floor and her skirt had drifted up well past her mid-thigh. She was exposing the full beauty of her legs. In his mind, the thought of the guards copping a feel as they put the irons on her legs or looking up her skirt excited him. Again, his thoughts gave him a hard-on as he wished he could have been a witness to the handling of his lovely wife. As the door slammed shut, he hoped that Mary did not notice his erection. As the van drove it was a very uncomfortable ride. The metal seats were not designed for comfort. Their arms were trapped between the metal backs of the seats. They could not shift or stretch out their legs. Bret broke the silence first telling Mary that everything would be alright. He asked her what they did to her after they were separated. 'What did they do to you?' As she began to speak, the tears began rolling down her face. 'They took me to a room where I could watch them process you. I saw them frisk you. Just like you, I was frisked, but the woman made me remove my pantyhose and my jacket. I was instructed to open my blouse and she pulled my bra up to see if I was hiding anything there. She told me to raise my skirt so she could take a look what I had between my legs. Oh, it was so humiliating having to show a total stranger my private parts!' Bret asked her if she had to remove her clothing. Mary was hesitant, but said that she had to lower her panties down to her ankles. She was told to continue holding her skirt above her waist as the woman examined her front and back. Mary continued saying that the only clothing items taken were her pantyhose and shoes. The shoes were given back to me when I was brought down to wait with you. They both remained silent for the rest of the trip. After what seemed like a couple of hours, they felt the van stop and the doors were opened. The guards entered the van and unlocked the leg irons that kept them secured. Bret and Mary were led to a building and once inside, an officer told them to stand on a red line that was painted on the floor. They did as they were told. They waited again, for what seemed a long time. Suddenly, a tall black man appeared. He must have been at least six and a half feet tall, a real animal; he could not be human with his size.

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He started to talk: 'I am God here. You do everything I say, and I mean EVERYTHING, and your time here will somewhat pleasant. You do not follow my instructions and it will be worse than hell. You will wish you were never born. Here you will learn total obedience. Total submission. You are mine, body and spirit. I have always wanted a united couple to come to my camp, especially a married couple. Something really excites me about this. Now, for the fine print: Here we use corporal punishment to deal with any misbehavior. This means that any fuck-ups will be dealt with the board of discipline which you will be acquainted with soon enough. You will address me as Mr. Bossman and my staff as 'sir' and with respect. Now you will be processed and taken to your home for the next thirty days.' As they entered the next room, they were again told to stand on the red line. Bossman said, "Uncuff the bitch first. I always like to start with them. Walk behind the wall and take off all your clothes.' Mary was stunned. There were no female guards and the so-called wall was just a partition high enough to barely cover the upper part of her breast. The wall ended a couple feet above the floor. As she walked to it, she noticed everyone in the room would see her behind the wall. The only person who would not be able to see was Bret. Mary grew scared. She was going to expose herself to a room full of strangers. She wanted to say something, but Bret beat her to it. 'Is all this really necessary?' Bossman cut him off right away, not letting him finish, saying, 'Asshole, do you think I asked for your opinion? Shut the fuck up or you will find out how we deal with idiots that do not listen and obey.' Meanwhile, Mary walked behind the wall and removed her shoes first. She had to hand them to Bossman. Next came the jacket and she now, slowly started to unbutton her blouse. Bret could see just above her knees as she stood behind the wall. Bossman spoke in a harsh tone, 'You stupid bitch. You just do not learn. If you do not have your pretty white ass bared and ready for me to inspect soon, your punishment will be severe.' As he finished saying that she handed the blouse to him. Next Bret saw how her skirt had fallen puddled at her feet. She bent down to pick it up to hand to Bossman. Bret thought, 'This is what I always wanted to see but with that damn partition I am missing the best part.' Mary held her bra and panties in her hand and stretched her arm out to Bossman. As Bossman turned to face her, she noticed that he had only one rubber glove on. He took the last of her clothing and tossed it on a counter with the rest of her clothing. Bossman moved closer to Mary until he was behind the wall too. He said in a loud voice, "Nice piece of ass your woman has." Mary started to turn away from him when Bossman told her to put her hands on the top of the wall. He said, 'If at any time you move your hands I will rip you a new asshole.' Bret jumped up from where he sat and told Bossman to respect her or else. Bossman replied, 'Or else what?' With a mean and nasty laughter, and looking over at his guards, he said, 'I really feel scared now. For that outburst, you will experience the board.' He asked one of the guards to inform him of how many licks that infraction would cost Bret. The reply was ten. Bossman told the guard to get the board. When he returned it was a sorority paddle with holes in it. It looks very well used. Bossman said before we get any further lets finish what we started. Bret was looking in Mary's eyes as Bossman's hands disappeared behind Mary's back. The hand that did not have the glove on started to caress her back. He was working his way down to her ass, thighs and legs. Mary's eyes were showing the fear and humiliation she felt inside but did not dare to remove her hands from the top of the wall. Bossman continued to feel her up now introducing his gloved hand between her legs. He started to insert his long finger into her dry pussy. He remarked, 'This is one real tight pussy.' He worked a second and then a third finger in. Once his three gloved fingers were in, he worked his fingers back and forth in a simultaneous movement. Around and around, back and forth. On and on it continued until Mary felt her body begin to betray her. As the warm fluid started to flow inside of her pussy she felt a strange excitement also begin to grow deep inside of her. When Bossman slowly pulled his fingers out of her, she let out a quiet moan and realized the strange feeling inside ended too soon. Next, Bossman's still-gloved but not wet fingers went to her asshole. Mary now thought that in a way it was better that she got excited and provided some lubrication for the assault on her ass. Bret saw the discomfort in her eyes, as they seemed to almost pop out of their sockets. Bossman remarked "Damn, this asshole is one of the tightest I have ever felt." Bret noticed that Mary was now on her tiptoes trying to avoid any further penetration up her ass but to no avail. She was holding in the desire to scream as Bossman's second finger worked its way into her asshole. He continued to twist and turn and shift his fingers inside her, stretching her. He enjoyed knowing that she was in discomfort now. In fact, she could not hold it in anymore and she let out a cry. After he removed his fingers, the next thing was to administer the punishment. Although Bret committed the infraction, the punishment would be administered to Mary. After all, it was due to her. The paddle was handed to him and Bossman explained that the ten licks will be hard and all during the punishment she was to be on her tiptoes. Mary stood now on her tiptoes waiting the first sting. She felt Bossman pat the area of her ass with the paddle, just about to inflict its damage. Suddenly there was a very loud pop that echoed off the walls. Then silence after which Mary started to feel the unbearable burning sensation on her ass cheeks. Before she could react, she felt the second, third, and fourth. Mary closed her eyes trying to hold back the tears. She felt the fifth, sixth, seventh and eighth strikes land firm and hard. The humiliation of being paddled naked and in front of her husband as if she were a little girl made her want cry even harder. Suddenly again it started. Nine. Ten. Bossman then said the she could get off her toes and she did. He added, 'Thank your better half for the quick lesson.' Through her sobs, she mumbled a quiet thank you. Bret could barely hear her. One of the other guards handed her a prison dress. As she started to put it on the guards said, 'Nobody gave you permission to put it on.' She quickly removed it. She was told to stand facing the wall so everyone could see her red ass. Next it was Bret's turn to be processed and seeing what went on with Mary, he was scared. He also was ordered to strip and hand all his clothing to the guards. Once naked, Bossman instructed one of his guards to perform the cavity search. The guard took great pleasure in doing this. Bret did not yet know that the guard was gay. The guard noticed Bret's semi hard cock and then proceeded to wrap his finger around it. He stroked it until the cock became stiff again. The guard got the attention of Bossman and let him know of Bret's erect cock. They all laughed loudly. Mary heard all the commotion but did not dare to turn around. The guard told him to hold on to the wall and then began to caress his ass cheeks. He slowly worked his fingers between the cheeks until they found the tight opening. As his fingers worked deeper into his anal opening, Bret's reaction was to tighten. The guard commented that his asshole must be virgin as he twisted a second finger into his tight ass. Pulling his fingers from his ass, he placed his mouth close to Bret and whispered into Bret's ear, 'You will not be cherry too long in this place.' A set of shirt, pants, and shoes were handed to Bret but after taking it, he did not make an effort to dress. He walked over to his wife's side and they both stood naked facing the wall. Bossman approached Mary and started to speak into her ear softly, 'Hey, honey, have you ever seen your man get fucked up the ass? Maybe after that you won't think he is that man you want to be with. This is going to be fun having a husband and wife team and he does not know it yet. Who is going to be first will it be you or your other half?' With that, they were taken outside naked only holding the clothing in front of them. Once outside they were instructed to put on the shoes. They then both noticed other inmates walking around freely and looking at them they were taken to an empty basketball court and told to stand there until further notice with out speaking to each other. They did as they were told. Mary thought how she wanted to rub her ass it was still burning. She also wanted to see how red it was but she was to scared to even move. Some of the inmates, both male and female, walked by to get closer look at both of them standing naked at the unused courts. Mary felt more humiliated knowing that they were mostly looking at her freshly punished ass.

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Bossman disappeared and then the guards took them to separate areas of the camp. Mary was taken to the woman's barracks. The guard told her that this would be her home for the next thirty days. She entered the doorway and immediately started to dress in the prison dress that she was given. Suddenly a woman's voice from inside the barracks said. 'Don't you dare put on those clothes until I say so.' Mary shook with fear. She noticed a woman appearing out of the darkness. The woman was tall and large. She noticed that the woman was not overweight, just unusually large. The woman introduced herself as Bo. Bo explained the house rules and let her eyes roam over Mary's body. She noticed that Mary's ass had been punished severely. 'Already?', she said to Mary. 'Girl, you must have given Bossman a hard time to get your ass beaten like that so soon.' She told Mary to follow her. Bo led Mary to a bed at the back of the room, and told her that this will be where she can spend the night from now on. 'Now you can dress.' Mary put on the prison garment, climbed on to the bed, and started to cry her self to sleep. Mary woke to the sounds of the women coming into the barracks and getting settled in for the night. A few of the women came over to talk to Mary and try to make friends but she was too tired to really be friendly to them. Some of the women thought that she was just too proud to make friends. Mary fell back to sleep not knowing what tomorrow would hold.

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Mary was awakened by the shuffle of feet and bright lights. As one of the women walked by Mary's room, she told Mary to hurry and get outside for the morning roll call. Mary slowly got out of her bunk and stumbling, followed the group outside and found a place in the formation. Mary looked up at the sky and noticed that there was no daylight. She could hear in the distance men's voices and in her mind concluded that on the other side of the camp Bret was waking up also. The cool morning air wrapped around her bare legs and gave her a sense of fear not knowing what to expect today. As the voice of a woman began to call names Mary's mind began to wonder if this is some type of bad dream, somehow in the distance she heard her name called several times. Suddenly one of the guards whipped her ass with a horse crop; the sudden pain brought Mary back to the present.

After all the names were called, the woman began to inform the group of the day's events. She continued to call different names for the different work groups. As the group was dismissed one of the guards grabbed Mary by the arm, led her away from the group, and led her to different barracks. She was instructed to wait until called to enter. She could here sounds coming from inside, the distinct popping noise sounding like a child playing with a cap gun. At times, it would stop and there would be silence for a time and then it would start again. Mary waited what felt like hours but in reality, it was only minutes. She was distracted by footsteps behind her and she turned to see the guard returning with another female prisoner. The guard told Mary to turn around, that she was not given permission to turn around. Now the guard and both prisoners waited silently in front of the barrack.

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Suddenly the door opened and four naked men walked out and the expression on their face reflected pain and discomfort as they were led in a single file line towards the men's barracks Mary tried to see if Bret was one of them. After they walked away, she was convinced that he was not in the group. Quickly her mind caught on to what was going on, this was a discipline session the popping sounds were the sound that the paddle made when it impacted someone's ass. But what did she do wrong this morning? The fear of the paddle on her tender ass again was making her very nervous. Soon she discarded that idea and tried to think about some thing else.

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Once the men disappeared into the darkness of the dawn the guard and the two prisoners entered the barracks. Once inside the dimly lit office, Mary saw Bossman. He was sitting behind a wooden desk. Mary felt faint and her tender ass began to tingle with the thought that it would soon be meeting the paddle again. In a way, she hoped that it would be some kind of mistake and she would be returned to her barracks quickly. But that thought soon ended with Bossman telling her that she probably did not get enough yesterday. The guard explained why she was brought here; she explained the lack of cooperation during roll call. Bossman told Mary that would cost her ten swats of the board on her naked ass, and that she knows what needs to do next. Mary again found her self stripping naked to receive her punishment, she really hoped that she would not have to be the only person to be totally naked but she would. Once she was naked, the guard told Mary to bend over and put her hands on her knees and she did so. Bent over she looked forward and saw Bossman stand and pick up the paddle in his hand, she saw it and knew it was the same one that was applied yesterday to her ass. He disappeared behind her as she gritted her teeth and waited for the impact of the paddle on her ass. Suddenly and without any warning she felt the sting of the dreaded paddle on her ass. By the time it registered, she could hear the next one coming. The loud pop resounded throughout the room as tears filled her eyes. She lost count and the paddle continued to inflict its damaging assault on her ass. When she though she could not bare anymore it stopped and all that could be heard was her whimpering and sobbing. Bossman told her that he hoped that next time they were together it would be for a different reason. Mary stood up and did not dare to look him in the eyes. The guard began to tell Bossman why the other woman was brought here also. Bossman told the woman that she would also receive ten swats also. As the other prisoner removed her clothes and stepped towards the desk, Mary noticed that she was very young. She also noticed that the girl was already crying as she bent over. Bossman did not waste a moment and began to apply the paddle to her white ass. Mary noticed that after the third swat her ass was no longer white and she was having a hard time trying to stay in position. The assault continued and Mary saw how now her ass was a deep red and looked like her ass was going to explode. As quickly as it began it ended. He returned to his desk and for some reason the young girl did not get up, Bossman remarked if you want more I can give you more. As he said that, she stood up but was now crying uncontrollably and shaking. She really looked like she was in pain. The guard grabbed her by the arm and led her out and Mary followed. They both marched to their barracks naked and the guard walked behind both of them and took pleasure in watching their sore red asses shake and wiggle with every step they took.