Chapter 7
Connie had learned the hard way how cruel life could be. It was terrifying to think that her own mother would reject her like this. Yet she knew her mother was a religious fanatic who understood very little about the practical side of helping someone in dire need.
She was brought before the warden once more and she hoped that he would display some mercy. But he didn't. Instead, the first thing he asked her to do was sit in a chair and listen to him.
"We are trying to help you, Connie," he began nervously, "and you are showing very little cooperation. If you don't help us, we can't help you. It's as simple as that."
The warden put on such a good act that she might have believed it if it wasn't for the fact that he constantly was looking at her bosoms.
"Quit pacing the floor," Connie finally told him. "You didn't get me down here to help me. You got me down here so you could have me."
The warden smiled.
"Are you asking to have sex with me, Connie?" he smiled without humor.
Realizing that her answer was supposed to be yes and that she dare not say no, she nodded silently.
'That's nice of you, young lady," he told her. "You help me and I help you. One hand helps the other, as they say."
At this point the warden glared at her. There was something about her that always troubled him. For he knew wheels were moving in her mind. And he couldn't be completely sure that she was trustworthy. He also knew that his job hung in the balance if it was ever disclosed that he took advantage of anyone in the prison. So everything had to be handled cautiously. However, his own unbridled, untamed sexual instincts were giving way now. He could hardly wait to do something with her.
"Young lady," he told her, "what would you like to do with me?"
Judging from the line-up of whips at the side of the room, Connie knew what he would enjoy. But to suggest for herself the terrible torture of being whipped by this sadistic monster didn't exactly sit well with her. Nevertheless, she figured that he might really go to bat for her if she satisfied his warped and bizarre sexual appetites.
"I.. . I like it when a man whips me," she said meekly.
The warden's eyes brightened.
"Very good," he told her. "I was hoping you'd say that. There are women who obtain erotic satisfaction from a man who knows how to beat them. And I believe you're that kind of woman, Connie."
Connie nodded slowly and silently. The awful torture that she would be subjected to would be anything but pleasant. Yet she hoped that the warden would try to give her a break.
"I am cooperating with you every way I know how," she mumbled nervously.
'Then take off your clothes," he said, his breath coming rapidly as his heart pounded faster at the expectation of the sex that he enjoyed so enormously.
Connie looked up at him as the delicious sensation of exotic excitement ran through his body. Slowly she undressed. She had learned that it was usually good not to rush things. Judging from the men she had stripped for before who always stood by and watched her movements carefully, she concluded it was wise to make every move smoothly. Once she had slid out of her sheer panties and placed them on the chair where she'd been sitting, she observed the prison warden was starting to undress himself. Obviously he wanted to be completely nude. But before he removed any clothes he double locked his door and called his secretary.
"I'm going to be busy for about an hour," he explained. "Hold any calls for me."
The secretary always understood the warden when he said that he was going to be busy for about an hour or so. Especially when he had a beautiful, young, female prisoner in his quarters.
He suddenly got the idea that it would be interesting to have Connie undress him. It was morbid enough, she reasoned, to see him nude, without having to undress him. However, when he suggested it she quietly walked over to him, naked, and started undressing him. He feasted his eyes further on her well-shaped bosoms as she stood close by and unfastened his shirt. She unfastened his belt and he stepped out of his pants after he removed his shoes and socks. Now only his shorts remained. The telltale bulge in his white cotton shorts revealed his huge penis. Connie thought it might stimulate him if she pulled the elastic waistband of his shorts, reached in and fumbled around with his blood-engorged male member.
Reaching out, she gently let her hand slip under his
BO shorts. It pleased him when she felt of the length of his huge, throbbing, male member.
"You like?" he smiled knowingly, his eyes glistening.
Connie nodded. In no time at all she was ready to take him on.
"I want to give you a good time," he told her.
He slipped out of his shirts and walked naked over to where he kept his whips. He took a moment or two to decide which one he would use to demonstrate to her what he truly enjoyed.
Finding one whip that appealed to him, he pulled it down from the rack. Walking over to her, he told her what he wanted.
"Bend over my desk," he told her, "so I can heat up your ass. I want to fuck you up your ass."
The idea of having him accost her in this manner made her fearful and nervous. However, she tried her best to maintain her composure.
All at once he was standing behind her and lashing across her smooth, silken ass cheeks with the stinging whip. Connie whimpered as he brought the whip down hard.
"That feels so good," he told her as he felt his-balls bristle to attention and his cock lengthen.
If there was one thing the warden enjoyed doing, it was whipping a beautiful female prisoner. He liked to see them degraded and subjugated. And whipping somehow seemed to give him the most satisfaction.
Connie tried her best to remain calm through it all.
But it wasn't easy. The awful snap of the whip as he lashed her bare bottom made her cringe.
"Over and over and over again," he smiled as he lashed with vigor and might.
There was a tremendous deal of satisfaction that he was obtaining from this kind of sex. And he vowed that he would obtain still more. The lash of the whip didn't appeal to Connie at all. Her ass cheeks quivered as he brought the evil whip down with a menacing lash. But as she looked from behind her she could see how he was responding. Obviously, he delighted in this.
"Ohhh, what a beautiful ass you've got," the prison warden grimaced as he let the whip bear down on her ever harder.
Finally when her ass cheeks were reddened from where he had let the whip bite into her cringing buttocks, he stopped.
"Now I want you to crawl around on the floor for me," he told her. "I'd really enjoy that."
Connie pulled herself up. She reached back and let her hand gently massage her back. Being in that dreadful position had made her back ache.
"On your knees," he exclaimed angrily, wondering if she was daring to defy him.
Connie gave him a withering glance. She got on her knees. The fact that she had dared look at him like this made him realize she obviously required more discipline to learn humility.
He brought the whip down hard over her back as she crawled around the floor for him. He kept jacking off and watching her. He enjoyed this enormously. Once he figured she was ready to service him, he told her she could stop. He got down behind her and started to mount her. Connie wondered a moment what he would do for lubrication. She didn't have long to wonder. Over her shoulder she could see him spitting into his hand. Next the prison warden applied his own spittle to his throbbing, long penis.
After that he nimbly parted her firm ripe buttocks. Connie felt the prison warden's insistent, long penis plunging up her asshole. She bent over in fear, trembling as the mammoth, hard cock tip slipped slowly toward her tight, anal ring. She knew it would only shove by her anal opening with great force. And it was this force she feared. It felt as if she would come apart at the seams as the warden savagely rammed it sadistically toward her asshole.
The feel of her tight anus stimulated and aroused him. He liked to grip her rubbery ass cheeks and squeeze them as he slashed stingingly up her butt.
"Fuck it," he insisted as he briskly shoved in deeply. "Fuck. Come on, fuck!"
He was driving in now with deep, hard stabs.
"That's how you do it," he told her. "Fuck."
Ruthlessly he pushed piercingly up her asshole at this point.
"Ohhh," he groaned as he felt his hard cock being sucked into her tight ass.
After he had rocked it in a couple of times, Connie actually began feeling some pleasure. He could tell from the way her ass wiggled in response to his sliding, thrusting penis spear.
"Ohhh, that feels so good to me," the warden grunted as he went on ramming it into her painful twisting behind.
Connie loved the erotic feeling of his powerful penis. It felt good at this point. Once her ass muscles had been stretched to accommodate the size of his huge, long shaft, she could enjoy him. She wiggled her twisting ass cheeks. The prison warden, thus encouraged, rammed in with ruthless force. Connie felt his thrusting, hard, long penis riding up her hot asshole. Her butt twisted around as he drove in deeper. Throwing his head from side to side and clasping her silky smooth ass cheeks he pumped it until he shot his wad. Connie felt his juicy, hot sperm splashing up her asshole. He thrust a couple more times and then reached under to finger her warm wet vagina at the same time. Connie did enjoy it as she felt his finger rubbing erotically back and forth across her moist clitoris.
"Fuck it," he whispered excitedly. "Fuck."
The delicious thrills that she felt as his finger manipulated her itchy clitoris prompted her to wiggle in time to his finger stabs. The prison warden realized she was enjoying it, too. Slowly slipping his trusty, long penis from her asshole, he got underneath her. He looked up and gripped her ass globes. And then Connie lowered her moist snatch over his mouth. This was what he wanted. His hot tongue gently slid inside of her. His nose sniffed the aroma of her fleshy pink womanhood.
"Eat it," she said in a low voice.
It pleased the prison warden that she had become so acclimated to sex that she was participating in the act with him. His hot tongue not only flipped back and forth inside of her, but his teeth bore down gently on her sensitive clitoris. She enjoyed the exciting, erotic sensation of his teeth lightly nibbling her here.
She shoved down hard now, letting him lick every droplet of her pussy cum.
Slowly easing off his steaming tongue, she rolled over on the floor and lay there. The warden, recognizing that he did have a job to perform, didn't want her lying around.
"Now get up and get dressed," he told her impatiently.
Connie realized that he had no time to luxuriate in the afterglow of erotic sex. He was concerned with obtaining his sexual kicks and then he would kick her out.
She got dressed without saying a word. He got dressed, too, and then opened the door for her as a guard from the outer office prepared to escort her back to her cell.
Again in her cell she had time for thoughts. How she wished that she had a mother who cared. If her mother had a shred of decency she calculated she would be by her side trying to help her. Instead, she was obviously somehow gloating in her self-righteousness. And this didn't make Connie feel very good.
Connie wished there was another way for her to plead. But she was afraid she would only have to plead guilty. Finally the day when her trial did come up, she was permitted to shower and make preparations to be clean before she walked into the court room.
The judge looked at her sternly.
"We don't take drug traffic lightly down here," he warned her.
Connie already was fearful without him adding anything to make her realize the seriousness of the crime with which she was being charged.
"How do you plead?" he asked mechanically.
"Not guilty," she told him.
He looked at her as if he could shoot a death-ray gun at her.
"What do you mean?" he shook his head grimly "They found the plane that you were boarding loaded with marijuana and heroin."
Meekly Connie acknowledged they probably had But she added quietly, "I had no knowledge of it."
Smiling at her as if her word meant nothing, the judge told her casually, "That's what they all say."
She had no other defense than her word.
"I see the proof for your statement is lacking," he shook his head, "so I have no alternative but to give you a long sentence."
A five-year jail term seemed terribly harsh. As she was ushered back to her cell, she couldn't help thinking about home. Once more she wrote her mother. She hoped that her mother would show mercy. But in the letter that came back, she realized how wrong she was in ever asking for help from home.
"Dear Connie," the letter began. "It hurts me terribly to think you have wrecked our good name. Of course, you must serve your sentence faithfully. You have done wrong and you must pay the price. I will try to keep it quiet so no one here knows about it. Take care and God bless. Your mom."
Connie once more was reduced to tears and sobbing. She folded the letter up and then tore it into pieces and scattered it about her cell. A guard who walked by became angry. He knew how the prison matrons hated to clean the cells where prisoners had messed them up. He didn't hesitate to tell her to pick up each piece of paper.
"Oh, all right," she agreed.
The anger tingeing her voice made the guard furious.
"You don't talk to me that way," he told her.
Connie didn't talk back to the guard anymore. But the guard opened the cell door and looked at her lustfully.
"You can take care of me now," he said as he slowly
ST unzipped his fly.
Connie knew what she was expected to do. But she still tried to beg off.
"Please, leave me alone," she told him.
The guard paid no attention to her pleas.
"On your knees," he ordered her.
Reluctantly dropping to her knees, Connie looked at his engorged manhood. How she wished she could torture him. If only the tables were turned she would let him know what it was like.
Instead, she pulled the throbbing, long penis to her mouth. Her pink tongue gently caressed and licked the sensitive tip. The guard grinned as he felt the erotic thrills flashing through his body. It was almost as if he had turned on a switch.
The guard watched as his throbbing, long cock slipped rhythmically in and out of the young prisoner's mouth. He enjoyed the sight of his saliva-slickened penis pumping hard in her mouth.
"Eat it," he exclaimed excitedly. "Eat it."
She began to thrill to the delicious sensations of his slippery, sliding cock. Connie's hot hands clasped his round ass cheeks.
"Suck my prick," he told her excitedly.
Her lips fastened firmly on his engorged, mammoth penis.
"Suck my cock," he begged her anxiously. Connie sucked on his long, thick cock and suddenly began enjoying it. She was creating a suction in his penis. Connie liked the suck sound that her mouth was generating.
"Eat me," he told her. "Don't spit it out."
Connie's lips fastened firmly on his sliding, meaty shaft. She reached up to gently caress and massage his balls. He loved it when she did this.
"Finger my ass," he told her.
Gingerly parting his ass cheeks she let her finger slip up his behind. He enjoyed the arousing feeling of her surging finger stabbing up his asshole.
The guard closed his eyes. He rutted in her mouth. He felt her sturdy digit sliding smoothly up his tight anal passage. And at the same time he felt Connie's hot mouth grabbing at his thick meaty cock. As he let it slip smoothly against the back of her throat, he became more stimulated than ever.
"Ohhh," he groaned, "I'm almost there. Keep sucking. How I love it. Keep sucking."
The insistent sound in his voice told Connie just how aroused he really was. His thick cock glided in her mouth now with smooth rhythm. He didn't want to explode instantly. He wanted the erotic pleasure of making it last. To hang on the cliff of climax was his desire. Slowing the tempo of the cock stabs in her mouth, he found he could obtain waves of erotic pleasure and make them last. It was true he couldn't reach the height of erotic sensation. However, he could enjoy it.
"Ohhh," he panted as he watched his saliva-slickened male member slipping in and out of her willing, hot mouth. Her lips continued clasping at his sliding, long tool. "Ahhh," the guard grunted as he felt himself being sucked in.
Unable to withstand the constant pull of her mouth on his male member, he finally splashed his seed in her mouth. Connie had become acclimated to cock eating. Sucking hungrily now, she swallowed every drop of the lusty guard's steaming white juice.
He pulled it out and watched her lick the tip of it proudly. Then he reached down and affectionately let his hands wander through her blond hair. It pleased Connie that he could reveal for a moment that he was a human being. Most of the time he seemed so remote and hard that she began to wonder if he possessed a spark of humanity within his being at all.
Her knees were sore and as she got up she rubbed them to get the blood to circulate. She watched the guard as he slipped his penis back inside his shorts, smiling sadistically at her all the while.