Chapter 14
The following night Susan was awakened.
One of the prison guards had slipped stealthily into her cell without notice. It was not the one who had been so brutal when he had attacked her, but his quieter partner. He shook Susan's arm, then whispered into her ear.
"Don't be startled," he whispered. "I must talk to you, Susan."
It was the first time that the guard had ever mentioned her name. It was the first time also that she had heard anyone say a kind word to her since she had arrived at the prison. She could scarcely believe it. She wondered if it wasn't some kind of a trick. If he weren't just getting her ready for a wild, brutal rape.
"What do you want?" she asked, complying with his request and talking in a whisper. "Does Omar want to see me now?"
"That's why I don't want you to make any noise," he told her. "Omar know nothing about this."
"Then why are you here?" she looked at him suspiciously.
"It isn't what you think. I'm not here to molest you. As a matter-of-fact, I'm here to tell you how sorry I am over what's been happening to you. Naturally, I haven't been able to say anything, and when Omar ordered that I rape you, I had no other choice. But I didn't do it voluntarily like that animal colleague of mine did in the cell. He wanted to take every liberty he could."
"That's right, you didn't," she replied. "You just stood there through it all."
"And I tried to get him to stop, if you'll remember. But I couldn't do anything too obvious. If I had, I would have been in terrible trouble. You see, I risked my life just to come here."
"Why would you risk your life just to come here and talk to me?"
"Because I have developed strong feelings toward you," he said. "For one thing, I can't help but pity you for all that you've had to take. It's been awful. You've been carrying welts and bruises around as long as you've been here, and, regrettably, it will be that way as long as you stay under Omar's tyrannical rule."
"Then you don't like Omar."
"I detest him."
Susan looked into the man's eyes, and the response convinced her that he was sincere. His eyes flashed angrily as he spoke of his hatred for Omar.
"I've know Omar for three years," the man said. "I've known him from the time that he was appointed to this job. I've seen him turn into a depraved animal. I never liked him very much, but now he's disgusting. The man is a beast."
"I agree. The question is, what can we do about it?"
"I'm working on a plan," he whispered. "I want to share it with nobody but you. I want us both out of here. I want us to get as far away from this place as possible. To escape. To never come back."
"I couldn't agree with you more. I just don't know what we can do."
"I'm working on something," he told her. "You just wait, my dear. Everything is going to work out. Maybe I'd better leave now."
"No, wait."
Susan's heart was filled with joy. She was overwhelmed by the fact that somebody was not only talking decently to her, but was actually making plans for an escape. She wanted to show her appreciation. She could see that the man did not want to take liberties. Therefore, she would demonstrate her appreciation for him.
She reached out and threw her arms around the man, then pushed her lips forward.
That was all the initiative that was necessary for beautiful Susan to take. At that point her friend pushed his lips toward hers. Pretty soon their lips were merging in a state of fiery passion. The man held her ever so tightly, and when he released his lips from hers, he looked at her and smiled.
"By the way, my name is Hasem," he told her. "I think you're very beautiful."
Hasem pushed his tongue forward. He allowed it to move with triggered impact as he registered it inside of Susan's mouth. Back and forth his tongue twisted and glided as he asserted it inside of her mouth. It kept on working, plunging sharply, driving inside of her mouth. When he released his tongue from her mouth, Hasem looked at her with greater desire than ever. It was obvious what he wanted, but he did not want to ask for it. Susan felt that he did not want to be branded as an opportunist. Despite the fact he wanted to make love to her, he wanted to convince her at the outset that it was not necessary for her to give in unless she really wanted to.
Susan provided him with the answer that he was looking for. She reached out and immediately began to undo her dress.
"We'll have to make it very fast," Hasem said. "I'm risking my life now. Just one thing. If anything should happen. If anybody should come in here. I'll have to start slapping you around. I'll have to make it look like I'm disciplining you somehow. Otherwise, Omar would not understand. We might both be executed. Or at least, I would."
"I perfectly understand," she nodded. "It's worth taking a risk like that."
Hasem watched as Susan removed her dress, then undid her bra. As she slid her panties down her legs, he reached out and undid his zipper. He reached inside of his trousers, pulling out his long, rangy cock. His fingers moved smoothly up and down the full length of his long, hard organ.
"I want inside you," he said.
Hasem kissed Susan's lips once more, then drove his penis forward. He let it commence sliding sharply and zealously as it pumped inside of her snatch. He kept up his quick, stabbing thrusts, driving his cock solidly inside of her as he worked his way ever nearer to the state of climax. The swifter that he asserted his long, probing spear, the closer that he moved himself toward a rousing climax. He wanted to let his juices spray from his organ and into her mound. And Susan wanted to receive all kinds of sensation. So she kept twisting her hips, moving them flexibly back and forth as he continued his quick, searing strokes. His fiery staff kept on sliding inside of her. Susan enjoyed the way that he was humping her with his hot meat. She was at long last able to make love to somebody that she actually thought something of. It was so great letting herself go, enjoying the positive aspects of a beautiful sex experience as her lover kept up his quick, plunging stabs.
Hasem reached down with both hands, moving his fingers soothingly over her thighs. His fingers kept on moving sharply, driving with solid impact and joy as they connected against her legs. All the while he kept up his quick, flowing thrusts, driving his tool steadily forward as he pushed ever nearer toward orgasm.
"Ohhh, what a beautiful body you have," he told her. "Keep twisting your hips, my dear. I'm about to shoot."
As she ever so willingly complied with his request, he kept on slamming his hot, steady pole forward. As he kept fucking her mound, he reached down and grabbed at her breasts. He loved moving his fingers soothingly against her hot tits. Ever so resolutely his fingers kept on proceeding against her breast flesh. All the while he continued his quick, effective penis stabs. He drove himself ever nearer to the state of a wild, frenzied orgasm, when all the juices would start to flow from the end of his fiery phallus and into her pussy.
"Ahhh, I'm about to shoot," he said. "Darling, I want in your mouth while I'm shooting."
So he pushed his tongue forward, driving it inside her mouth. As tongue pressed against tongue, the droplets of his white sperm shot from the end of his cock. He removed his penis from her pussy.
"Just one more fuck," she begged. "I want you inside my ass. You know, I used to hate that act. I still hate a lot of it when I'm doing it with Omar and those other guys. But I want it from you. I want your hot, manly prick shoving into my asshole."
"Darling, that's such an intimate way of making it," Hasem said. "I'll be happy to give you a nice fuck. I'll ram it inside of your asshole."
Hasem reached out with his right index finger. He pushed and pressed with it, letting it slip inside of her anal passage. He liked the way that her whole body twitched, moving with rapid-fire pleasure as he ground his finger inside of her.
"Ahhh, fuck me," she said. "Just drive your rangy cock inside my asshole. Darling, ohhh, I want to feel it. I want to feel your cock. I want you to send it solidly. That'll feel so nice. Darling, ohhh, I want it."
He removed his finger from her anus, then decided that it was time to start plunging ahead with his cock. So he moved his prick superbly forward, and as he did, he reached out and grabbed her legs. He threw her thighs over his shoulders, after which he then began his quick, devastating attack.
"Ahhh, what an ass," he sighed. "Darling, I'm gonna keep pumping it into you. Baby, what an asshole."
Susan tightened her anal passage, making herself as delectable and as tight a screw as she possibly could. All the while he kept up his quick, surging movements, driving his penis with effective skill as he kept on sending it deeply inside of her. He rammed it all the way into her rectum, and all the while she begged for more, enjoying each and every quick, piercing thrust that he sent inside of her with his blazing pole.
"Ohhh, keep pouring it into me," she exclaimed. "Darling, just drive your cock. Drive it fast. Keep pushing it. Yes, plunge it inside my asshole. Baby, ahhh, fuck me. Yes, fuck me."
As her ass cheeks twitched ever more accommodatingly, Hasem rammed his cock that much harder as he kept on working it with steely, assertive vigor inside of her anus. He kept on moving his cock inside of her, ramming it hard into her ass crack, slamming it solidly as he moved himself ever nearer to the state of a glorious orgasm.
"Ohhh, I'm gonna juice," he said. "Honey, I'm really gonna shoot my stuff. It's all gonna spray out of there. Baby, ohhh, I love this fucking. Honey, it's so nice. What an ass. Ohhh, ahh, what an ass. What a glorious fucking ass.
As he kept plunging full speed ahead, moving ever closer to an exhilarating orgasm, Hasem reached out with both hands. He held onto his lover's buttocks. His fingers clung sharply to her hot flesh as he kept on directing his energetic peter forward. All the while he was driving himself that much nearer to the great state of climax, when all of the sperm would shoot from the end of his hot spear and into her asshole.
"Ahhh, I'm getting closer yet," Hasem said. "Keep your twisting ass moving. Yes, really move it."
Hasem held on sharply with both hands, pushing his fingers against Susan's buttocks as he drove his peter ever nearer to climax. A few quick stabs later, he could hold out no more. His whole body began to twist and slide as the voluminous sperm stated to spray out of the end of his peter and into her asshole.
"Ann, it's glorious," he sighed in a whisper. "What an ass. Ohhh, what a woman."
As Hasem removed his cock from his lover's asshole, he got up quickly from the cot. He stuck his penis back inside of his trousers, zipping up. He leaned forward and delivered a tender kiss to her lips, then whispered in her ear.
Til be in touch with you," he said. "I'll come in here whenever I think it's reasonably safe. But don't worry, my sweet. Something is going to be done.
We're going to escape from here."
"This is the first spark of hope I've had since I arrived," she sobbed. "Please, be careful, Hasem."
"I'll be very careful," he nodded. "I know Omar very well. His madness knows no bounds. He would kill at the drop of a hat. He would have killed you except for one thing. He enjoys torturing you sexually much too much to stop."
"I realize that."
"Then we must be very careful. Careful and persevering. We will launch an escape. A successful escape, my darling."
Susan watched as Hasem quietly exited the cell. She kept on watching until his dark body slipped out of the darkness of evening. Then everything was still. Susan lay there looking up at the ceiling. Suddenly, the hopelessness was gone. She at least had a chance. An opportunity to go back into the civilized world. To escape from the maddening hell hole she was in. Perhaps through concerted action with Hasem she could succeed. If only she could get out of this terrible prison.