Created: May 11, 2015
Revised:
February 02, 2020
Chapter 05: Inside Sagittarian's Home
Intro: I had to move this Page to a Post listing due
to there are a bunch of Ignorant Mother Fuckers out there that don't know how
to read a blog. They think that you only
have to submit a posting every fucking day.
What they don't fucking realize is that you set your own posting ratio? Due to the length of my postings they do
nothing but bitch inside 9-1-1 Riverside County Sheriff's Department.
Revisions contain name changes from Sagittarian to Redsagittarian and ButchTopJon's name to Officer John Hamilton
This story Scrabble and Binxy is not for the faint of heart!
This part of the story contains some
SEXUAL behavior and ADULT
content and language in this true life story.
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USNdaddy talks with Scrabble and Binxy about the “Man Who Got Played as the Fool” inside John Joseph Gibbons', RedSagittarian’s, home!
Chapter Two
Binxy inquires, Daddy what are you thinking about? Daddy you know I can tell you are frustrated and fed-up with the community of Palm Springs, Palm Desert, Cathedral City and Indio. I guess that means Riverside and Indio County?
Yes, it does!
Well, boys! Daddy has been going over the evidence of how these communities and 9-1-1 Officers and Deputies have taken advantage of one singular individual in particular, and how secretive they are about what they have done to USNdaddy.
Daddy didn’t realize that the individual he was seeing on casual weekends was going to conceal the some trues about an incident that occurred in early November 2011. To begin with, he, RedSagittarian, and I liked the same recreational sexual activities. Yes, this story is about “Gay” sexual activity without an abundance of details of the sexual act itself.
Binxy, as Scrabble interjects, some of the details Daddy will talk about in his complaints that he’s filed with the Palm Springs Police Department, Riverside County Sheriff and Coroner’s Office, and the Federal Bureau of Investigations.
When I was in the house, I could sense that there was another individual inside the house; however, I could not visually see, identify or detect the individual inside the house.
As we were preparing the Master bedroom for our sexual activities, by placing the king-size mattress on the floor to provide us with a “safe place” to play. I did notices from time-to-time that the Master closet and bathroom doors would appear to have been open and close, and that shadows would move about the room as I continued to prepare the mattress for sexual play. I questioned RedSagittarian about the doors appearing to have been opened; he vowed that we were the only two individuals in the household. Still left with some hesitation in his statement, I took it upon myself to look about the Master bathroom and closet, but only found RedSagittarian and myself. It was my belief that someone was hiding inside the house; however, I could not locate anyone else. Thus, some “Cloak and Dagger” evolved.
Based on self-recovery and new evidence over the last year since the “Cloak and Dagger,” I still question his response to his testimony, actions and motives until he confronts USNdaddy directly so I may resolve my own turmoil over the incident.
I was unaware that an additional individual on the premises; but as said, it felt as if that someone else was in the room with us. As of today’s date, I discovered, his name is... is Officer John Hamilton, Badge Number 4424, Rancho Mirage Police Department.
Unearthing, he served with the Riverside County Sheriff’s Department out of Palm Desert, California; and, today he creates his own pornography on VPN from home-to-home. I question if I was his first video he produced when he was serving as an Officer-of-the-Law, and is his motivation to why he no longer works within the Sheriff’s Department. “Truly,” what were his motives and intentions, and what are they today? Has his is career truly ended with the Sheriff’s Department? Is he a successful Porn Star? Or, is he just an extra-large fabrication of himself with a large appendage?
It is commonly said,
That one over-compensates for his manhood, because of the size of his penis.
To Daddy, boys, it’s a man suffering from leadership and parental guidance. Some men and women join the Military or some form of Uniformed Service, government, civilian or otherwise. This is to provide them guidance and structure to achieve a better and more fulfilled life.
Scrabble and Binxy, do you really think this assisted him with a better and more fulfilled structured life?
No commit?
As they look at each other inquisitively, “We don’t know what to say; we are just “animals” interacting as “animals” do,” as Scrabble speaks with a smile on his face! “We have one difference from most other pets, Scrabble; we interact and hold a conversation with our Daddy.” “Daddy, is this because you are a Clair Savant?” They both interject.
RedSagittarian and USNdaddy, we both enjoying our sex lives preceding this date in November 2011. During this weekend we both decided to “do something differently” by placing the mattress on floor. We also did “something the same.” This did not include inviting a third party over for the evening’s events.
Daddy, do you mean that you both “Did something differently; but yet, did something the same?”
Yes, Binxy, I do! I even quoted and wrote this part of my book I was getting to write prior to my friend’s IP address being “hacked.” Daddy will talk about that a little later; that’s where the FBI get involved for “Internet Tampering.”
As RedSagittarian, my agreed upon sexual partner, and I commenced doing something the same; you could say, we were both were flying on a hallucinogen to enjoy our sexual activity. We both started out holding and kissing each other to arousal. I then laid on my stomach and turned my face to the side, not being able to see who was behind me; only knowing that RedSagittarian started massaging my anus, as he was with his with novelties that were brought in the home.
As I lay there on my stomach, I thought I heard RedSagittarian exclaim to “Take a deeper hit of poppers!” But, it wasn’t! It was Officer Hamilton! Just one of the things that I have discovered over the last year that a third person was inside the home. Once I took a deep breath, I then began to get aroused further. Being the responsible person I am, even by verifying the residents inside the house, one eluded me; I was careful not to overly cause my own self to lose control with as to how many inhales of the inhalants one can take before one hallucinates, but become more relaxed and playful. These were only used to help relax certain muscles and create a form of arousal between one’s self and sexual partner(s). At some point during that arousal period I had lost consciousness due to I had thought that RedSagittarian had climbed upon my backside; only to discover to date that it had been Officer Hamilton.
Hallucinogens if you do not know are known as “poppers” or “inhalants.
This form of Hallucinogen is used during and for sexual arousal.
Some of you may identify this as those who are “Huffers,” it is not necessarily the same as you may have heard on the Local News.
Some Huffers us a different form of method, such as spray paint as an example.
Hallucinogens are:
NOT to be Consumed or for the Faint-of-Heart!
As my memory has repaired itself from the this act throughout the last two years, the act of having a third party during our sexual evening may have been enjoyable for me, if I had agreed to the other individual being inside the home. Mending together my memory of this game of “Cloak and Dagger” that was played against USNdaddy, I now know Officer Hamilton and RedSagittarian both lay upon my backside consequently causing me to suffocate as they were fornicating Daddy. Officer Hamilton, stands approximately 6 foot 5 inch, and weighing 210 pounds; and with RedSagittarian, standing tall at 5 foot 11 inches, and weighing 175 pounds; this leads to total weight of 385 pounds lying on top of a 155 pound individual lying face down on a soft mattress.
This act of that Officer Hamilton and RedSagittarian both had conspired together would be considered “rape;” to take against one’s will or consent. This act was against my consent!
Rape according to California Penal Code § Section 261 states:
(a) Rape is an act of sexual intercourse accomplished with a person not the spouse of the perpetrator, under any of the following circumstances:
(1) Where a person is incapable, because of a mental disorder or developmental or physical disability, of giving legal consent, and this is known or reasonably should be known to the person committing the act. Notwithstanding the existence of a conservatorship pursuant to the provisions of the Lanterman-Petris-Short Act (Part 1 (commencing with Section 5000) of Division 5 of the Welfare and Institutions Code), the prosecuting attorney shall prove, as an element of the crime, that a mental disorder or developmental or physical disability rendered the alleged victim incapable of giving consent.
(2) Where it is accomplished against a person's will by means of force, violence, duress, menace, or fear of immediate and unlawful bodily injury on the person or another.
(3) Where a person is prevented from resisting by any intoxicating or anesthetic substance, or any controlled substance, and this condition was known, or reasonably should have been known by the accused.
(4) Where a person is at the time unconscious of the nature of the act, and this is known to the accused. As used in this paragraph, "unconscious of the nature of the act" means incapable of resisting because the victim meets one of the following conditions:
(A) Was unconscious or asleep.
(B) Was not aware, knowing, perceiving, or cognizant that the act occurred.
(C) Was not aware, knowing, perceiving, or cognizant of the essential characteristics of the act due to the perpetrator's fraud in fact.
(D) Was not aware, knowing, perceiving, or cognizant of the essential characteristics of the act due to the perpetrator's fraudulent representation that the sexual penetration served a professional purpose when it served no professional purpose.
(5) Where a person submits under the belief that the person committing the act is the victim's spouse, and this belief is induced by any artifice, pretense, or concealment practiced by the accused, with intent to induce the belief.
(6) Where the act is accomplished against the victim's will by threatening to retaliate in the future against the victim or any other person, and there is a reasonable possibility that the perpetrator will execute the threat. As used in this paragraph, "threatening to retaliate" means a threat to kidnap or falsely imprison, or to inflict extreme pain, serious bodily injury, or death.
(7) Where the act is accomplished against the victim's will by threatening to use the authority of a public official to incarcerate, arrest, or deport the victim or another, and the victim has a reasonable belief that the perpetrator is a public official. As used in this paragraph, "public official" means a person employed by a governmental agency who has the authority, as part of that position, to incarcerate, arrest, or deport another. The perpetrator does not actually have to be a public official.
(b) As used in this section, "duress" means a direct or implied threat of force, violence, danger, or retribution sufficient to coerce a reasonable person of ordinary susceptibilities to perform an act which otherwise would not have been performed, or acquiesce in an act to which one otherwise would not have submitted. The total circumstances, including the age of the victim, and his or her relationship to the defendant, are factors to consider in appraising the existence of duress.
(c) As used in this section, "menace" means any threat, declaration, or act which shows an intention to inflict an injury upon another.
Not knowing that I had suffocated, I awoke and noticed that RedSagittarian was approximately three feet behind me and straddling a novelty that I had brought to the household. And, flying one the hallucinogens himself. With no other notice of anyone in the vicinity; I stood and headed to the restroom to freshen up clutching onto the novelty was inserted into me not to lose control of my bowels. I took notice that the Master bathroom door was closing as I made my way into the private toilet. Closing the door behind me to the private toilet located 10 feet from the main entry way door of the Master bathroom doorway; I got in the impression that RedSagittarian was preoccupied with someone else inside the Master bedroom and outside the Master bedroom sliding door, still truly unknowingly that someone else was in the house.
I was in the Master Private toilet for a period of time, I then stepped into the Master shower to freshen up. I continued to see the Master bedroom closet and bathroom doorways move while I was standing in the shower, which was located directly behind the Master bathroom door. Was someone was standing behind the doors and waiting for me to turn my back to them before they could exit the room? Were they peering upon me and admire my body? Or, to understand what just had happened after the suffocation of USNdaddy.
“How was USNdaddy still standing; was he conscious enough to remember what had occurred?”
Were they wondering if, “I was Okay,” “Am I fine,” or “Am I alright?” Were they even lucid enough to understand what had happened between the three of us?
RedSagittarian was coming in from a cigarette when I had exited the shower; I still had the suspicions that he had been doing something else or someone else, such as Officer Hamilton rather than a cigarette.
This episode of suffocation, boys, left USNdaddy with the gift of Clairaudience, and with what I would consider a vision. My ignorance of what they were at the time I was experiencing them, the Clairaudience and visions; I know what they were and are today due to I still experience different forms of them after my suicide November 2011. Some may say, such as the US Government, doctors and even alleged Officers-of-the-Law that the clairaudience and visions are due to the hallucinogens, and even possibly due to a controlled substance or narcotic (e.g., methamphetamine); but Daddy knows better due to the circumstances of events that are told within this story.
“Daddy, it dinner time,” Binxy proclaims as he scurries to the kitchen!
Scrabble, exclaims, “Binxy, did you say dinner,” as he leaps off Daddy’s lap? “Daddy, its dinner time. ”
Scrabble, where did we leave off in Daddy's story; I was busy eating dinner?
What do you mean Binxy; I was eating dinner too? "I'll ask Daddy in a little bit," Scrabble tells Binxy, as he rushes to the backdoor.
As I'm finishing my dinner Scrabble sits at the backdoor waiting and just staring outward with an occasional look over his shoulder looking back at me, then glaring back out the large glass paned door awaiting the nearest tree. As Binxy approaches Scrabble at the back door, he asks, "Scrabble do you need to go outside; I do?"
Looking at, Scrabble utters out, "Binxy, it's raining out there, just like cats and dogs."
It is, Scrabble?
Just look out there Binxy. Are you sure you want to go out there; that's a lot of water Binxy?
Yes, I'm sure Scrabble; I really need to go.
Okay, okay, Binxy; I'll go with you!
Scrabble runs back to the living area and says, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, it raining outside will you bring me a towel?
Me too, Daddy, Binxy hollers out!
"Okay, boys, I'll be right there. Here you go, let me open the door for you both first."
"Scrabble..., you don't have to look at me like that." With that inconsolable look upon his face, I open the rear entry door, and as Binxy tries to squeeze between the door and Scrabble in a scurry.
Scrabble rushes outside urinate on the Tree People after Binxy had cut him off at the opening at the doorway. Before Scrabble stops at the tree, the bushes, and even the rose bushes to water and defecate upon them; Scrabble pursues Binxy outside in the yard to give him a playful swipe on the derriere because Binxy cut him off at the pass. Binxy then scurries off before Scrabble can take him down for the tackle. Binxy then proceeds to run off to the sanded dirt area in the back alley where there is plenty of soft soil and sand supporting the "bushes and shrubs" to urinate and defecate on the Pig People.
Scrabble is the first one to scurry back inside after getting his backside wet. As he runs back up to me where I'm sitting on the sofa, he begins to shake is lil' ol' twenty-five pound muscular body. Needless to you, if you haven't had a dog, the was sopping wet and had the happiest of smiles upon his face. While I'm toweling down, here comes the puttie-cat. He is just sopping wet and worse off than Scrabble. Nothing like having to chase Binxy around the house to get him toweled off. I think he was teasing me about asking for a towel, or was he asking for the towel for Scrabble? What was Binxy thinking? He's a bit antagonistic when it comes to playtime. "Binxy, you are soaking wet; come here," as I finish toweling of Scrabble!
Scrabble feeling frisky after being outside in the rain and toweled off, loves to play tug-of-war by snatching the end of the towel and dragging it across the room for me to chase after him. He pauses and waits to see if I'm going to grab the other end of towel or chase after Binxy to wipe him down. So, I take a few minutes to play tug-of-war and wrestle with Scrabble myself.
Now that he is dry and all wound-up, he exclaims, "Binxy, I'm going to get you!" They both proceed to do a few laps around the furniture before the big tackle.
Binxy pauses and stalks Scrabble behind the loveseat and to catch Scrabble off guard. Just as soon as Scrabble stops and looks at me, Binxy comes out from behind the loveseat, and swipe right across Scrabble's backside with his paw and ready for another few laps around the house; back-and-forth to the Guest bedroom through the kitchen, to be Master bedroom, and back to the living room, then around-and-around the coffee table before I can get a hold of Binxy to dry him off.
Scrabble jumps back into my lap while I'm on the sofa all in a pant, and as Binxy runs past my feet I bend down with the towel to snatch him up and dry him off. "Binxy, now I got you; it's your turn! Now I can dry you off. You are soaking wet; I'd thought with all that exercise you would dry off by now."
"Oooo..., Binxy; you are all fluffy," Scrabble utters!
Scrabble you are right. You boys sit down and relax now that your bellies are full, and you had your exercise.
"Exercise," Binxy exclaims loudly! "What do you mean exercise?" "We are just wrestling like they do on the television show, 'WWW'."
Binxy, what do you mean, Worldwide Wrestling? We watch Animal Planet!
In unison, "Daddy, turn on the television to 'Animal Planet'!"
Scrabble leaps upon on the sofa and looks at me solemnly waiting for me to part my legs, and replies, "Daddy, can I lay down here?" "Blanky, please!"
Binxy pounces on the sofa , right there behind him, waiting for Scrabble to bury himself and get comfortable between Daddy's legs; and utters out, "Scrabble, lay down already, I'm waiting to get comfy too."
As both boys settle in and on top of the blanket and underneath it, Scrabble wiggles and rests his chin on the interior side of my knee; all the while Binxy is right there behind him on top of the blanket. Needless to say, they are both there to keep their Daddy warm on the cold rainy day. "Okay, boys, here's 'Animal Planet'!" "Are you both comfortable?"
"Scrabble, you comfy," Binxy asks.
As Scrabble lets out a big huff of breath as he finishes settling in, "I am Binxy, thank you." "How about you?"
"I am, but I could use a warm bowl of milk, Scrabble," as he looks up at Daddy with his head half-cocked and turned upside down.
"Binxy, how about some warm milk before bedtime?"
"Okay, Daddy," Binxy replies as he rests his chin upon the blanket which covers Scrabble's hip.
"Binxy, Binxy, 'Animal Planet', Scrabble shouts out with an excited tone in voice as his body is just collapsed upon mine.
"Here you go boys," as I scratch their backsides in the loving manner they are accustomed too.
"Oooo..., Daddy, " Scrabble and Binxy reply.
"Okay, Scrabble, quiet, 'Animal Planet', Binxy responds.
Peace and quiet settles in the house except for the roars of the hippopotamuses on the television. Shortly, thereafter, I hear the snores from underneath the blanket, and the purrs of Binxy knowing that they are both "in a safe place" curled up inside Daddy's lap. As "Animal Plant" continues to play on the television, and the boys had fallen fast asleep, I find myself beginning to dose off on the sofa leaving this evenings story untold.
