1. The Councillor part 2


    Date: 8/17/2022, Categories: Fiction / Fantasy BDSM Torture, Consensual Sex Prostitution, Author: Allthwaite, Source: sexstories.com

    A Sequel to The Councillor
    
    It's about (De) Bollocking Pedos basically, If you don't like the F word don't F'ing read it.
    
    Any similarity to persons living or dead is unintentional but with such lifelike characters you probably know someone just like them.
    
    The scene, in the majestic but neglected setting of Whetherfield town Hall, Greater Manchester in May 2012 following the Borough Council elections.
    
    Councillor Part 2. Pedo cure
    
    The weasly looking bloke who turned out to be the Returning Officer or some such came across to see if I was ready for the official announcement that I had been elected to Whetherfield Borough Council.
    
    I said “I could use a fag and a pint first really,” but he insisted and up we went on stage
    
    “Thanks," I said and next thing he was ranting on about.
    
    “I the Deputy Returning Officer,” he said, "A total of three hundred and eighteen ballot papers were isued a turn out of just over fifteen per cent," he paused, “Of the three hundred and eighteen ballot papers issued, no less than two hundred and six." he said, "Were spoiled ballot papers.”
    
    After a pause he continued, “But of the one hundred and twelve unspoiled papers John Montgomery Allthwaite," and the cunts started giggling, “BNP had fifty two votes," he said, "Mahindra Hansvar Singh, The UK Independence Party candidate thirty eight and."
    
    “You fucking won Johnno you cunt!” Norman Biggins shouted, “Fucking hell lads, he won!” and the lads woke up “We won, We won, we won, we won,” they started singing to the tune of Amazing Grace, drowning out the council bloke who speeded up his speech so he could leg it before everything kicked off.
    
    “Would you like to say something Councillor Allthwaite?” the Deputy Returning Officer said handing me the microphone.
    
    “Not really,” I says, “Thanks everyone as voted for me, I’m going to do precisely fuck all exactly like I promised,” I said.
    
    “What about Pedos?” someone shouted.
    
    “Hang them from a tree by their bollocks!” Norman shouted and then the dopey cunt started singing “Hang the fucking Pedos from an old oak tree,” to the old Eurovision tune, except he only knew one line and all our lot and the skinheads and that joined in and drowned out the bit where I gave our local club a plug.
    
    The UKIP bloke shook me hand and legged it but next this ugly fat spiky haired lesbian with a yellow rosette sneered, “Congratulations Councillor Johnno Allthwaite."
    
    “On the most despicable, underhand, duplicitous, deceptive, despicable.” she ranted.
    
    “You said despicable twice,” I reminded her.
    
    “Vicious, hate filled, rabble rousing, duplicitous,” she continued.
    
    “You’re repeating yourself love,” I said, “Nip in the bogs and have a wank and calm down.”
    
    “Right on Johnno,” Norman Biggins yelled
    
    “You totally moronic homophobe!” she shouted but the lads were singing again so she packed up.
    
    “Don’t worry love, spend a couple of grand on plastic surgery and I reckon you could pull,”
    
    I suggested and she ...
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