True Crime

Family vacation becomes interrupted by sadist cops.

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Scott and Sabrina decided on a trip to the new theme park for this 
year’s vacation. They thought that driving could be fun, as well.  
They could drive 8 hours the first day, stay in a hotel, then 6 
hours the second day.  They would arrive at the park hotel late in 
the afternoon, have a nice dinner, and walk around the park that 
night.  Every night the park had fireworks and light shows.  The 
next day they’d be rested and could hit the rollercoasters.

Their oldest child, Josh, who’d just turned 13, wasn’t as thrilled 
about the trip. He was at that stage where he wanted to be alone.  
Being cramped up with his folks and little brother and sister for a 
week in a van and a hotel room was not the type of vacation he
considered fun.

First, Josh tried appealing to his mom.  His whining wasn’t 
working.  Then, he tried his dad.  He was cut off more quickly 
going down that avenue.  Finally, he was informed he needed to 
adapt and adjust.  And, it was certain, he wasn’t going to ruin 
this trip for everyone else.

It was Thursday morning and the van was loaded.  They took off 
around 6:30 AM, drove for about an hour, then stopped at Bob Evans 
for breakfast.  Ten-year-old Tyler and 8-year-old Sara, at times, 
exceeded an agreeable noise level in the van.  Josh kept to
himself in the beginning and felt more than willing to take the 
initiative in calming his sibling’s fun.  Looks from his dad in the 
rear view mirror suggested that he keep his mood happy.   
Eventually, Josh adapted and adjusted and began sharing in the 
silly car games his parents were actually encouraging.

Scott checked them into the Days Inn.  He and Sabrina would get the 
double bed, Tyler and Sara would share the other double, and Josh 
would take the cot.  Sabrina suggested the boys and Sara bathe 
tonight, and she’d clean up in the morning while Scott was 
repacking the van.  Scott learned early on in the relationship that 
it was beneficial to follow Sabrina’s suggestions.  Sabrina helped 
Sara take her bath, then Tyler adamantly insisted he go next since 
Josh always stayed too long in the bathroom.  After Scott bathed 
Tyler and showered himself, Sabrina only had to knock on the door
twice to remind Josh to hurry.  Mother and daughter shared one 
double bed, father and son got the other, and Josh had the cot.  
With kids, plans are frequently changed.

After breakfast at Cracker Barrel, they were on their way.  In the 
excitement to get to the park, Scott may have not watched his speed 
as closely as he should have.  The blue lights flashing brought him 
back in check but not soon enough.  Scott steered the van to the 
side of the road and got out his driver’s license while waiting for 
the officer.  Scott helplessly shrugged when Sabrina gave him her 
look of superiority and rolled her eyes.

Before the officer approached the van, two other cars, with lights 
flashing, arrived.  Scott cursed the foolishness of needing three 
cops and all those flashing lights for going a few miles over the 
speed limit.  It should be obvious they’re a vacationing family, 
not a group of drug dealing killers.  His curse in the presence of 
the kids received Sabrina’s look of anger.  Scott replied with his 
defeated, apologetic look.

One officer approached the driver’s window.  The second came up on 
the passenger’s side, and the third remained at the back of the 
van.  It pissed Scott off when he noticed they kept their hands on 
their guns.  The officer asked where they were headed.  Scott told 
him but strongly felt it was none of the damned cops business.   
When the officer requested Scott’s driver’s license, registration, 
and proof of insurance, Scott complied.

“Sir, you’ll need to come with us to the police station,” the 
officer informed Scott.

“What the hell for?” Scott demanded.

Scott’s outburst was not very well accepted by the officer.  The 
family drove in silence with the police escort.  One patrol car led 
while the other two followed.  At the station, Scott was led 
inside.  Sabrina and the kids waited in the car.

In a small room, Scott was instructed to remove his clothing.  
There were five officers and himself squeezed into the tiny space.  
When Scott began exercising what he believed to be his legal 
rights, one officer hit him in the stomach with his club.  After
giving him a couple of minutes on the floor to recover, the officer 
once again informed Scott that he must remove his clothing.  Scott 
undressed.  He was then led naked from the room and placed in a 
large holding cell.  There were several other naked males in this 
cell.  Scott surveyed the cell and decided to remain close to the 
bars.  Here, he waited.

Scott became irate and began screaming when he saw his wife and 
kids being led down the hall.  They were all naked and crying.  His 
cell was opened, and he was roughly shoved back when he tried to 
get to his family.  His two sons were put in the cell with him.  
His wife was trying to hide her nakedness.  The females were 
escorted on down the hall.  Scott held his sons close to him.  
Their lack of clothing was awkward, but he was more concerned with 
their safety.

During the middle of the night, the three were escorted from the 
holding cell.  They were led into a room in the basement.  The 
three males were secured to chains hanging from the ceiling.  Their 
ankles were attached to the floor.  One officer removed his shirt, 
then he whipped them.  The boys screamed, and Scott cursed their 
tormentor.  The whip hit their legs, back, butt, stomach, and 
groin.  After 30 minutes, they were reduced to uncontrollable 
sobbing.  Scott’s feelings swung from helplessness and shame to 
despair and rage.

The boys hung there as Sabrina and Sara were brought in.  The girls 
were secured to tables with their legs spread.  Scott cried as he 
helplessly watched his wife and daughter being raped by the 
officers.  The cries from his wife were horrible, but the screams 
from his 8-year-old daughter as she was being savagely penetrated 
by grown men tore his heart out.  The blood from the torn flesh 
flowed freely from his daughter’s vagina and anus.

Scott and his sons were then secured to the tables.  The girls 
watched as the three were brutally sodomized.  The rape and 
constant badgering and belittling Scott was receiving from the 
officers finally broke him.

The family continued to be tortured throughout the night.  Scott 
was forced to perform cunnilingus on his wife while his children 
watched.  The officers continued berating Scott about all the real 
man juice he was eating out of his wife’s pussy.

The family watched as Scott fellated many of the officers.  He was 
videotaped as he fellated his sons and licked their butt holes.  
When Josh ejaculated in his father’s mouth, Scott was severely 
whipped on his testicles for letting some of his son’s ejaculate run
down his chin.  He hadn’t swallowed it all as instructed.

Scott was forced to penetrate his sons.  He couldn’t understand how 
his body could receive the pleasure it was from these unspeakable 
acts.  After several hours, he had violated all his children and 
had left his seed as evidence.

The females were removed.  Scott didn’t notice this, at first.  His 
mind and body were too weak.  He and the boys were suspended by 
their arms, and their exhausted bodies dangled a few inches above 
the floor.

Time was lost.  Scott awoke alone in a private cell.  Over the next 
couple of weeks, he was treated extremely well.  He begged to see 
his family.  His body healed from the extreme abuse and no physical 
scars remained.

Almost a month after his abduction, he was taken to the judge for 
his sentencing for speeding.  When the chance for him to speak 
finally presented itself, Scott let it all out.  He told the judge 
everything that happened.  The judge listened.  Scott would get his
revenge, and the good guys would help him find his family.

The judge sat silently for a few minutes after Scott had completed 
his tale.  When the judge finally spoke, he informed Scott the 
speeding ticket was a $25.00 fine.  For lying to the court, Scott 
would serve six years hard labor.  Several guards removed Scott from
the courtroom as he screamed and kicked and punched trying to 
secure his freedom.

At the jail, the officers striped Scott from his prison jumper.  He 
was secured to an examination table.  He continued crying and 
sobbing, but he no longer had enough strength to resist.  His feet 
were secured into stirrups.  The mask placed over his face began 
relaxing him as it released it’s gas.  He became tranquil as a 
doctor began removing his penis.

Scott was escorted naked down the center of the prison complex.  He 
occasionally glanced into the cells as he passed.  All the 
prisoners stood naked at the bars.  Like himself, none still 
possessed their penis.  As Scott glanced back to his left, he saw 
the eyes of his oldest son watching him.  Josh’s penis had been 
removed.  Josh’s cellmate stood behind him licking Josh’s ear.  He 
then took hold of Josh’s face and put their mouths together.  As 
Josh lost visual contact with his dad, Scott began crying as he
continued on his way.  The guards looked at each other and smiled.