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Treatment Abuse, Behavior Modification, Thought Reform => Straight, Inc. and Derivatives => Topic started by: wesfager on February 28, 2004, 09:49:00 AM
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Wes Fager
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Sembler is the king! God bless that fat kike! :cool:
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Of all the men I'd like to see with a perpetual HARD-ON (not that there are many)...
...Mel Sembler is the LAST :scared:
~ M
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Mel stepped off the bus and was led into the yard of the federal penitentiary. He had been given ten years for participating in a stock fraud. Five with good behavior. Years spent basking in the glow of a flourescent light had been hard on him. His body was frail, his skin pallid. He knew he could never make it through ten years in the general population with his virginity intact. He had to get into solitary. As soon as the burly guard unshackled him he made his move. Exhaling a feminine "hmmph" he weakly slapped the guard. He was quickly taken to the ground, receiving a swift kick to the ribs before being restrained. As he was dragged to the solitary confinement cell he felt nothing but relief. "At least in solitary," he thought "I'll be safe." Unfortunately for Sembler he had picked the wrong guard to mess with.
The next few days were uneventful. The time in his cell he spent evenly between sleeping, reading a "Drug Free America" book he had gotten from the book cart, and masturbating furiously. His self-flagellation was interrupted on the fourth day. The burly guard he had attacked earlier stepped into his cell. The gleam in the guards eye and the mean grin on his face made Sembler's pecker quickly shrivel in his hand. "You fucked with the wrong man when you fucked with me," said the guard. "The inmates here call me The Asshole for a reason. Now come with me, punk."
The guard led him down the hall to one of several empty shower stalls. He roughly threw Sembler in the stall and locked the door. Fr. Sembler was petrified. His mind raced as he imagined the myriad of different tortures that could be in store for him. His worst fears were confirmed when the guard returned. In his hands were a short black dress, black stilleto heels, and a curly blonde wig. "Strip down and put this on, bitch." Sembler did as instructed and was pleased to notice that the dress fit well and the heels gave him a nice slimming effect. The burly guard admired the drag queen. "The GNAA is gonna love you!"
The guard left the shower stall, only to return minutes later. He opened the door and led 20 large black men into the stall. "Ambassador Sembler, meet the Gay Nigger Association of America. GNAA, meetAmbassador Sembler. I'm sure you all will get along fine." With that the guard slammed the shower door closed and walked away laughing.
The men approached Sembler, backing him into a corner. The apparent leader stepped forward. "No matter what I'm gonna fuck that purdy lil' ass of yours. Now I can fuck it dry or you can lube it up for me." Mel knew he had no choice. He kneeled in front of the leader, who began to slap his face with his 10 black inches. Puss from syphilictic sores quickly covered Sembler's cheeks. When the leader was sufficiently aroused he placed his throbbing cock up to Mel's lips. As soon as Sembler opened his mouth the leader violently shoved his manhood to the back of Sembler's throat and exclaimed "Swallow my shit you kike bitch!" Sembler gagged as he was violently face fucked.
Just when he was about to pass out the leader pulled out, turned him around and shoved his cock into Sembler's ass. Sembler began to scream in agony but his cries were quickly muffled by one of the other gang member's cocks. They rode him like that for the better part of an hour. When one man finished another quickly took his place. Just as Mel was getting used to the throbbing pain in his anus the men stopped. One man lay down on the floor and Mel was told to get on top of him and take his dick inside him. Exhausted and humiliated, Sembler had no will left to fight. As soon as he inserted the penis another man came up behind him and began to force his cock into Mel Sembler's already filled anus. Again his screams of agony were muffled, this time by a smelly black anus.
For another hour he was violated in this way. When the men were finished with him he couldn't walk and his mouth was filled with dingleberries and ass hairs. Before they all left the leader had some parting words for Sembler: "Thanks for that sweet piece of ass, punk. We'll see you again tomorrow. Oh by the way, we all have AIDS." It was going to be a long ten years for Sembler.
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sembler is a stupid-ass jew who makes every slur about money grubbing jews true.
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that's right
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Yes, that lard-ass owes me lots o' dough!!
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Mel Sembler has stuffed enough Matzoh balls up his fat slimy ass. He's pumped that kike penis enough, too. I AM THE NEW KING. I AM DR. FUCKTARD!!!! Mel will rot in hell, Fucktard has mutated from the mortal remains of Virgil rectal-rash dipstick Cassian Newton. I am taking over....I shall rise above...I will drink Sembler's kike blood via his skull..and spit it in the faces of all who support him. ALIIIIVVVVEEEE!!!!! I'm ALIIIVVEEEEEEEEE!!!!