Chapter 7
The next time Duia saw Ringo he asked her right off what had happened in the office. She couldn't answer him. She wanted to tell him but faltered in her speech, clutching the whole scene down in her gut.
"Com'on, tell me." Ringo was beginning to get adamant.
Duia looked at him with feared eyes. She wanted to sputter it out but couldn't do it.
"You fucked him didn't ya?" Ringo snarled. "You fucked him, then you sucked his pecker." The guard swung his hand back and whacked her across the cheek, knocking her to the floor of the cell.
"He fucked you didn't he!"
"He . . . he beat me with a whip," she stuttered. "He whipped me and made me suck his pecker."
Ringo kicked her ass. "You didn't have to. You didn't have to fuck the asshole!"
"But he whipped me.. . he forced me to fuck him.. . he forced me to fuck him and suck him."
"But you enjoyed it. I can tell that you just loved it!" Ringo was ranting, stomping in the cell like a wild buffalo.
"No . . . God no," she sobbed.
"Was he better than me? Was his cock a better lover than your daddy's?"
Duia began crying. Her head was thoroughly confused. She couldn't answer Ringo's interrogation. All she could do was lay on the floor, sobbing her eyes out.
She didn't notice Ringo unstrap his belt. His eyes were glaring red. He stood over her.
"You've been a bad girl. Suckin' another man's prick is the worst sin you could commit. But we'll just have to do a little punishin'. "
Up went his arm, the belt wavering in the air like an uncoiled snake. Duia didn't know it was coming. Her head was down, slowly shaking from side to side.
'Whack!' The belt stung her back, making her nerves stand on end.
"OOOOOO," she groaned. Her body slumped forward. The pain radiated from her back, shooting into her nerves like knives.
"Never again are you going to suck another prick!" He wheeled the belt back and fired it again with a vengeance.
"OOOO," she moaned. "Stop it please.. . Oh shit." A burning fire erupted through her spine, making her feel like Joan of Arc.
Ringo threw the belt to the side. "You cunts are all a-like. A big important prick comes along and you suck it without blinking an eye." He unloosened his pants. His pecker was stabbing the air like a steel rod.
"Now look at this hunk of meat.. . This is the cock you've got to suck!" He jabbed his groin in front of her slumped head. The cock rubbed through her hair and she slowly raised her head. The cock ran down her forehead, across the bridge of her nose and to her upper lip. She instinctually opened her mouth and let the pecker pass through to her warm cave.
At the same time he drove her backward against the floor, then twist himself and put his head near her twat. His hands flew wildly at the buttons on the uniform, popping them off as he dug through the material. Then with a quick movement he ripped them off as he dug through the material. Then with a quick movement he ripped the pants down, exposing the black pussy of his desire. When Duia swabbed the cock in the warmth of her
I mouth, he jabbed hard with his tongue, driving an electrical charge of lust through her flesh.
Duia's tongue pointed the hard cock with luscious strokes. It was a lot better to suck cock than to get whipped, that was for sure. Her mouth filled with the warm fluid of her hunger, drenching the pecker in a bath of delight.
Ringo lunged crazily as if he wanted his total being to be swallowed up by the slimy pussy. His hands reached up her flapping uniform and felt the burning flesh of her tits.
"Mmmmm," she moaned, in sexual delight. Her pelvis humped up into Ringo's mouth, shooting a stream of pussy come down his throat.
Her moist lips wrapped tightly around the thick prick shaft, wetting it with scrumptious goodness. Her long tongue played along the head, giving the prick all its warmth.
Duia's hands reached up and grabbed Ringo's hips, slowly guiding them down so that the prick eased further down her throat. Slowly but surely the pecker oozed into the glands of her throat.
Ringo's body shook with lustful heat. He magled his mouth into the pussy, chewing her hair and juice. fiery embers of pleasure burned through Duia's flesh like a brush fire. Her brain was soaked with lust, driving out all thought and replacing it with desire. She inched the huge pecker down and down her throat, clogging her food opening with the bursting flesh of the man's dong. His balls dangled down on her nose, giving her the full measure of their peculiar odor.
Ringo couldn't contain himself. He brought one hand from her tits and felt beneath her ass, till his finger was at the dry ass button. He shoved the finger in forcefully, jamming it to the knuckle.
Duia emitted a weird noise that was forced through' the thickness of the man's meat.
Her ass jumped and heaved. As she felt the finger squirm down the hole, explosions of pure lust burst through her core and radiated through her being.
His mouth was in constant motion, vibrating the wet pussy to sexual heaven. His tongue dove down, finding the full mound of bristling sexual nerves that was her clit. He rolled back and forth over it, sending lust shivers through Duia's being. Her body quivered with lust, as it bounced up and down on the hard floor
She returned the favor by sliding her finger down Ringo's ass crack until it was deposited in his ass-hole. She twisted her finger in like a screwdriver, making Ringo kick his hips back and forth, stabbing his pecker deep into his. His uncontrolled motion nearly caused Duia to choke but she steadied herself all right and let the prick play deep within her. Her tongue was a constant blur of action, sliding and licking the massive cock with delightful lust encouraging strokes.
His mouth gummed the pussy with wild abandon. His tongue probed all the dripping spaces of the luscious, vibrating pussy. His finger jabbed the asshole like a jackhammer, making her body twist and tremble with desire.
"MMmmmmm," she groaned, through the fleshy meat that was fucking her mouth. A rainstorm of saliva dripped on the throbbing prick, lathering it with fresh incentive.
Ringo's belly was lying flat on Duia's tits, rolling them around like ball bearings. Their two bodies sweat with the profuse sweat of sex. Rivulets of sweat poured from Duia's belly and rolled into her black hair, matting it down.
Ringo's tongue jabbed and sucked till her cunt was a glowing, slimy mass of pleasure. Her hips thrust up and up, trying to derive all the lustfull pleasure possible from the mans' oral fucking. He sucked like crazy, making noise fill the steaming air. The soft folds of her twat fluttered like wings about to take off.
She had his cock all the way down her throat. It looked as if she was going to swallow the thing. His hair was all mashed up against her lips and she clenched them playfully with her lips while his cock-head knocked against the sides of her throat. The pink tip of her tongue lathered the shaft with moist, warm dew.
Ringo's cock, that was completely surrounded on the mushy confines of Duia's mouth, couldn't restrain the aching come bag. It flew open suddenly and released a spray of drenching come down her throat and rolled into her belly, filling her with his seed.
He kept jabbing down, getting the withering prick deep within her. The come poured out like water through a busted dam. Her tongue swabbed the sticky seed from the cock opening, making sure it was all cleaned off.
Slowly she raised the wasted cock from her mouth as she kept swabbing it with her wild tongue. Drops of the seed fell on her cheek and lips.
"Uuuummmmm," she signed. "That tastes delicious."
Ringo kept sucking away like crazy. Duia's legs raised way up in the air, tilting her pussy at a strange angle so he could really plow his tongue deep within her.
"OOO shit, I...coming!"
Her orgasm exploded like an atomic blast, pounding and sizzling her flesh into a quivering mound of erotic bliss.
"Ahhhhhh!" she blurt. Her blazing body was inundated by the sweet god of Eros, who shot boiling lust arrows into her spine.
"EEEE," she groaned. The blast of orgasm blew through her body like a wild fire, setting all her nerves and pores into a blazing inferno. Her body shuddered with the erotic pulsations of sexual fire. She kept humping up with her hips, jamming and ramming the mushy flesh of her twat into Ringo's mouth, drenching him with hot boiling love flow.
"Ahhhhhhh," she sighed deliriously. The orgasm waved through her like a pebble thrown in a still lake. As it blushed up her flesh, Ringo lift his head and smiled at her.
"You like getting sucked off, don't you?"
"Yes . . . yes I do," she panted. Lust had broken out all over her in uncontrollable fire. All she could think about was having her 'daddy's' pecker up her ass.
Duia rolled over on her belly, looking back at Ringo. She spread her ass buns. Then said, "I bet if you look real hard, you can spot my ass-hole."
"Oh shit. Don't tell me you want to ass fuck!" Ringo laughed good naturedly. He pat her petite ass, all his anger had been drained by the sucking.
"There's some cold cream in my vanity case. Go get it," she said.
Ringo stood and retrieved the jar. Then he came back to the hot woman.
He leaned down and took a dot of the cream and whapped it into her ass-hole.
"Ahhhh," she sighed. "It feels good."
"Yeah, it's real cold cream, so when my hot pecker gets in there it'll feel real good."
"Mmmmm, just talking about it makes my pussy run with juice."
His finger worked in the ass-hole, working it all around so that the hole was slippery and ready for his hard throbbing pecker.
"Just lie there the way you are. I'll just slip into that ass-hole of yours like there's nothing to it."
Duia lay flat on her stomach, spreading her legs wide, revealing the crinkled crack of her ass-hole. Ring leaned forward, after applying a bit of the cream on his cock.
The big prick hovered at the ass door, probing around teasingly.
"Shit all mighty," Duia bellowed, "shove that fucking prick in there!"
He shot forward, slicing the ass-hole with a mighty thrust from his prick.
"Ahhhhhhh," Duia groaned, like a wounded animal. Ringo leaned up against her fine ass, his sweating hair mashed up against the peachy surface, his prick buried to the hilt in the roundness of her bowels.
His pecker investigated the hollow place of her ass pit, banging against one wall, then the other.
"OOO Ahhhhh," she moaned.
Ringo's big pole moved furiously in and out of the tight space. He grabbed her soft buns and spread them wide to get a better crack at it. At the same time Duia thrust her butt up, making the prick dig deep into the recesses of the ass.
Her blood was rushing like a great backwash of hot water, all flowing into her brain and coating it with an erotic thunder burst. A great burst of sexual pleasure swept through her like a hailstorm. It was hot lust hail that bombarded her every fiber with the erotic sense.
She played her hands on her tits and rubbed them, while at the same time rolling her nipples on the floor of the cell. Her cunt was pressed tight against the tile, drooling its fluid into the hard surface.
"UUUUAhhhhh," she panted, as the huge prick zapped into the muscular confines of her vibrating ass. The cream made the prick slip and slide with uncontrollable fury.
Ringo laid on top of Duia, pressing his chest against her back. His hands played with her long, luxuriant blonde hair, curling it in his fingers.
He thrust his hips with all his might, ramming his dick like a piston. The throbbing pecker zoomed to the far wall of her ass cavern, crashing it like he was trying to knock it down.
"O God! God!" she groaned. The furious motions of Ringo's tool, combined with her own tit manipulation gave her massive strokes of pleasure.
"Hold on lady, 'cause I'm burstin' through!" He pulled his dick to the very end so that it was barely poking in, then heaved with all his might, shooting hot, raw splinters up her spine. "OOOOOO," she wailed.
A beauteous warmth glowed throughout her being. A bathing tide pool of rough hot ass sex was just the thing to make her forget the terrible beatings she had received.
Ringo kept pounding away like crazy, mashing his pecker all around the deep hole.
"It's so fucking tight," he growled, "I hope it doesn't bite my prick off."
"Don't worry about that," she spurt. "Just keep on fucking!"
Ringo's machine gun action was blasting Duia to sexual heaven. His balls crashed into her flesh, dangerously close to crushing them.
Threading, vapors of erotic bliss swam through her blood and pumped tingling sensations to every inch of her flesh.
She felt Ringo's hands sneak under her uniform and find the fleshy mounds of her tits, which were pinned against the floor. It made her body shiver and shake with unrelenting lust. It was as if she was trying to fly herself up the top of the room by pushing her body upwards. Pulsing, ripping tides of lust fever shocked her being into pure bliss.
"Ahhheeeeoooooo," she shrieked.
Slowly but surely Ringo lift himself up so Duia could get on her hands and knees. He was blowing her asshole like piece of dynamite, thrusting and jetting forward like a mother-fucker.
When she wasn't on all fours she began massaging her hot pussy. The pussy that wanted nothing more than to have a big, pulsing cock up it. She settled for her finger, dabbing it into the crack between her thin cunt lips.
"UUuuuu," she sighed in ecstasy.
Her finger traveled up the cunt aqueduct, as a flush of love flow came rolling down on it. Her hips began twitching like crazy as she beat herself off.
"Ahhh fuck," she moaned.
Ringo's dobber shot straight ahead, while the woman's ass described circles around and around. The cream all in her hollow pit squished and squashed under the constant pressure of the voracious fucking.
Duia's orgastic bomb burst exploded with tremulous force, wracking her being with erotic goodness.
"OOOOO Ahhhhhhh," she moaned in ecstasy.
Fiery sensations of lust snaked through the prisoner and sent her to sexual paradise.
"EEEaahhhhh," she blurt.
Ringo hammered harder and harder as he heard the squealing moans of the orgastic woman. His come corral filled with his steaming seed and pranced at the gate, ready to burst through to the deep recesses of the ass pit.
"Fuck! OOOOO Fuck!" she yelped. The trembling explosion of her bomb sent splinters of ecstasy shooting through her.
Her head reeled with the force of her sexual release, as if a million tiny hammers were forging blinding sparks of lust, whirling them to ever part of her body.
"AhhhhOOOOAhAhAhAH!" Her voice boomed out its pleasure, echoing off the walls. Her firm, muscular waist looked like a belly dancers, ripping back and forth.
"Agggggg," Ringo boomed out, as his come bag broke and his steaming seed splattered up into her ass. He hammered and thrust, mashing all the come around the muscular confines of the ass pit.
"Oh shit! Mmmmmm, there's nothing better than a ripping ass-fuck," she sighed.
The two of them were breathing heavily, as Ringo drew his pecker from the ass and laid on the floor. He was huffing and puffing. "I'm kinda sorry that I hurt you . . . whipped you an' all but you understand that I had to do it."
Duia didn't answer him. She gave herself into the burning eroticism of her ass. Yes, she didn't like him beating her and didn't understand it. But at least he got some fucking out of it.
She turned and looked at Ringo. He was flipping his pecker back and forth. It hung with heavy sticky cream and come. The two substances were indistinguishable. He smiled at her.
"I gotta get back to work in another te minutes . . . think we could fuck within ten minutes?"
Duia's flesh stood on end. Another fuck! She had never had it so good on the outside. She greedily nodded her head without saying a word.
Then she said. "Sure it's all right if you stick the pecker up my twat just after you've poked my ass-hole with it.. . isn't that dirty?"
He laughed. "Well, com'on girlie.. . com'on over here and suck it clean . . . that'll take care of that problem."
Duia didn't think twice about it. She slid over and dipped her mouth over the creamy pecker, cleaning the surface off with broad swipes from her tongue. The tingling taste of her ass cling to the dick but she ignored it, cleaning the pecker for all her worth.
Not only was she cleaning it but she was also getting it hard for its eventual descent into her cunt.
"That's a magical tongue you've got there," he laughed.
The cock rose to its full manhood. Then Duia slid back on the floor and split her legs apart. The bottom half of her uniform was completely off, but the top part was still on. For some reason it seemed to turn Ringo on more to see her thus.
He divided her legs with his body, positioning his pecker at the entrance of her twat.
"I'm really goin' to fuck you good . . . I'll show you that the warden may have a better position than me but I got the better cock and that's what counts."
The big cockhead rubbed along the surface of the tight pussy, tickling the sex nerves of Duia.
"Shove it in! Fuck all mighty! Fire the fucking thing in!"
Ringo leaned forward and slowly screwed the prick into the gushing well of pussy come.
"Uuuuu," Duia groaned.
Suddenly, Ringo fired full force, driving his prick to the utter depths of her twat.
"Ahhhhhhh!" she blurted. A fiery spate of passion blew up her spine and exploded in her head.
Ringo was heaving his hips like a wild man. She got control of her shaking legs and wrapped them around his ass, clinching the pecker deep and solid within her.
His hands crawled up the top of her uniform and grabbed the flopping mounds of flesh that were her tits. He rubbed all his warmth into them, making sure he tweaked and pinched the rosy tips of her nipples.
"Ahhhhh," she cried.
His pecker poked the fleshy, gushing confines of the prisoner's pussy like a piston. Her body was leaping and twisting on the floor. Despite the fact that it was uncomfortable she ignored the inconvenience. Blowing thunder of the vibrating prick made her forget all about the comfort. All she wanted was the feeling of the driving pecker ramming and jamming the drooling flesh of her twat.
He was no artist when it came to fucking, that was for sure. It was just brutal, raw animal sex-the kind that occurs between dogs in the park; the males eyees mad with lust.
As he continued her frenzied pelvic movements he dug deep through the slosh and foam of her cunt and they held his cock in tight, like a cork in a bottle, letting her rippling pussy muscles massage the bone hard meat. Then he brought it out quickly, plowing it two or three slicing motions, then repeating the cock action.
"O God, what pleasure! I can't stand it!"
Her hand was blasted by the hot coals of lust that blew through her veins like a flesh fire. Her arms were flapped to the side, flaying the air with every fevered thrust from the grunting man.
"EEahhhoooo!" she blurted, as the pecker zoomed through the mush hole of her cunt.
"Am I better than the warden?" he groaned. He pulled his pecker out so that the head was at the entrance of her pussy lips. Then he restated the question. "Is my fuckin' better than the wardens?"
Duia was in such sexual fever she almost didn't hear him. But by the tone of his voice she realized that he wanted assurance.
"Yes, of God, yes," she blurted.
Then Ringo slashed forward, crashing his pecker to the furthest limits of her cunt domain.
"OOOOOAhhhhh," she moaned luxuriously.
The dick battered all the walls of the pussy cave, exploding each one in the heat of sexual lust.
"Does my cock taste better?" he panted. Again, he pulled the pecker out till it was tantalizingly snug against the doors of pleasure.
"Yes, yes . . shit your cock tastes like top sirloin!"
Bam! He powered his cock deep within her, stirring the boiling juices, heating them till they were vaporized into cunt smell. He shot the dick four times in quick succession, then pulled it out as previously done. Duia lurched upward with that black pussy, trying to devour the teasing prick.
"And whose come tastes better, mine or the wardens?"
"Yours, yours," she panted. "For God's sake yours. Now give me it all!"
Every nerve and muscle in Ringo's body tightened then broke, springing it forward into the drooling cunt of the young prisoner.
Her orgiastic bomb detonated and blew a monstrous hole through her being. The hole was immediately filled by lust pleasure that bloomed and spiraled with depth and whirling colors. Her head was a vast play of sensuous delight that streaked across her mind like a flock of multi-colored birds; flapping and squaking their sexual bliss.
"EEEEEEAAhhhhhhhh!" she bellowed. The tremor of her climatic earthquake shook and burned her being under a cascade of pleasurable bliss. Ringo increased his stroking pecker, stroking the fires of his lust by watching the writhing, orgastic woman slide and shake in the throes of climax. Her tits flapped together in spasmodic motions. Her legs were clinched tight around his ass, flexing with all her might, helping shove the big pecker to the utter depths.
"OOOOOO Shit! Fuck to God. My skin is on fire!" The tingling nerves contained in the slippery flesh were all on fire; the fire of sexual lust.
Her pussy bumped and jumped up and down, as if it were one big muscle in itself, contracting the pecker to the deep recesses of the mush pot.
Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer. His come bond broke and shot forth with a bursting wad that splattered against the vibrating, rippling muscles of the woman's pussy.
"UUUUUUUU," she moaned. "It feels all gushy up there! Soooooo good!"
Ringo plastered away, mixing the goo slosh of his come with the sticky, oozing substance of the woman's love flow.
"Keep pounding it." she cried, beside herself with lusty desire.
"I'll pound it all right! I'll ram all the come together!"
He had a crazed expression on his face as if another being had entered him. He poked with a fever and fierceness that startled the woman into hot pursuit of his playing dick. Her hips arched up and down like a machine gone mad.
His cock was thrusting so hard that globs of come spurt out her cunt and onto the floor.
"OOOOO God! OO Fuck! OOOOO Shit!" Her climax surged through her with tidal power, sweeping her flesh and blood with uncompromising pleasure.
Slowly but surely the prick slithered out of the hole and flopped between his legs.
Duia was still writhing and twisting her body on the floor. Seeing her, Ringo couldn't restrain himself. He got down on his knees and slopped up her cunt, gobbling down mouthfuls of the combined come.
"UUUUUU," she moaned, beside herself with want.
His whole mouth gummed and munched in the mushy twat.
"Oh fuck . . . give me some of that good stuff," Duia groaned.
Ringo slurped up a mouthful of the commingled slop, then raised his body. He went over to Duia and bent over her, while she opened her mouth to receive the libation. He squirt a steady stream of the hot stew in her mouth, which she accepted like a sacrament.
The juices filled her mouth which swirled around like a mouthwash, then let it slink down her throat.
"MMMMMMMMM," she sighed. "That was good."
They hadn't noticed the visitors. The other three women were in the cell, watching the action; their expressions of jealousy prominent on their pretty faces.
"Pretty cozy I'd say," Peri piped.
Both Ringo and Duia looked up simultaneously to see the three women looking down at them with their hands on hips.
"Shit, how long have you cunts been standin' there," Ringo snarled. A bit of come dripped from his lips.
"Enough to see that you two have been having fun," Peri spit back.
"Well," Ringo groaned, as he struggled to his feet, "as you can see, Duia has fit in just nice in our little family."
He exposed his cock to the women, hanging it out his pants, as if teasing them. He slid it into his pants and zipped up.
"I've got to get to work," he grunted. He walked past the three women and left the cell, leaving the four girls to themselves.
Duia pulled her prison garb up over her sleek pussy, pretending not to notice the women who were creeping closer to her.
"How come daddy's always with you so much? Huh? How come you've become the favorite?" There was bitterness in the voice of Kathy.
Duia looked up at them. She shrugged her shoulders.
"I don't think he's playing any favorites. Why would you say that?"
"Because every time we see you, you're fucking him that's why," Rocky spit.
Duia was wary of the tone of these women. They seemed itchy, as if they hadn't fucked for a couple of days.
"Yeah Duia, I think it's time you, as our little sister, got your come uppance," Peri said.
The other two grunted their approval.
Duia flashed her eyes to each of their faces. All she was was hate. Hate and revenge.
They came forward as Duia scooted backward on her ass toward the wall.
"Don't you do anything or Ringo will find out."
Peri began laughing. "Are you going to tell him anything? Huh? You do and it'll be all over for you."
Duia didn't protest anymore. She had pinned herself against the wall and was now easy pickings for the revenge filled women.
Peri, the big Amazon, leaned down and pulled her leg, pulling her out to the middle of the room. Rocky grabbed her arms, as Kathy ripped her uniform off. She ripped the buttons off, popping them one by one. Then she reached and pulled the bottoms off, exposing the recently fucked pussy.
"God, look at this," Kathy squealed. "Daddy's come is all squirming in her pussy hair."
The other two laughed.
Kathy leaned down and grabbed a fistful of Duia's hair and ripped it from her groin.
"Awwwww!" she screamed, as she felt the dark roots rip from her flesh. She began squirming her body this way and that, trying to fight off the clutching hold of the two other women.
Kathy held the little clump in the air. A few sticky remnants of Ringo's come clung between the strands.
"Make her eat it!" Peri ordered.
Kathy leaned down, flushing Duia's own pussy hair in front of her face.
"Eat it," Kathy said.
Duia closed her mouth and shook from side to side. Kathy crammed the clump of hair in between her lips, forcing her jaws apart.
She tried with all her might but she couldn't prevent the efforts of Kathy to shove the pussy hair into her mouth. She tried swallowing it down but it clung in the throat, making her gag.
"Haha, she can't swallow it," Rocky laughed.
Kathy left the coughing Duia and retrieved a long, thin hat pin. This was a six inch, silver blade that she held in front of Duia's frantic eyes.
"This thing is going up your pussy," she said.
Duia was paralyzed by the sight of the needle. She tried gagging the hair down her throat but it was stuck.
Kathy leaned down by her pussy and separated her lips with her fingers. Slowly but surely she slid the needle into the pussy.
Duia felt the stiletto like blade crease her cunt, turning her on a bit. She began gyrating her hips but when she started doing that the sharp point of the needle stabbed the sides of her cunt.
"Oh God, why are you doing this," she panted.
"If your cunt gets cut up a bit maybe you'll think twice about fucking Ringo," Rocky growled.
The point of the needle stabbed one side, driving pain into her bones.
Kathy moved the needle back and forth. Then she drew it out and poked the sharp point all around the puffy pussy lips.
"Oh God, no no," Duia groaned.
Kathy poked tiny holes in one cunt lip, then did the same to the other flesh door, sticking a flush of pain into Duia's being.
Rocky began laughing. "She won't dare squirm around with that needle near her pussy." She let go of Duia's arms and pulled her pants down. She rubbed a hand through her cunt hair, straddling over the face of the young prisoner.
"You're going to eat my pussy. You're going to eat it and turn me on," she growled.
Duia looked up and saw the thick slit above her head. Down it came, as Rocky squat down, as if she were going to take a shit in some field.
Duia had no choice but to open her mouth and accept the full lips of the pussy, fearing that Kathy would skewer her pussy with the long needle.
The pussy come flushed out her mouth and she began eating it out, sticking her tongue deep within the well of the cunt, despite herself. She had never sucked another woman's pussy before and the thought of it disgusted her. The feeling of having a pussy flush against her mouth was so strange she really didn't know how to react.
"Mmmmmmm," Rocky sighed, "this chick has got a long tongue," She began moving back and forth, sliding the pussy back and forth against the mouth of Duia.
Duia moved her tongue all around the strange orifice and suddenly received a flush of come juice which poured down out from the roof of the puss and into her mouth. It nearly choked her but she was able to gobble it to her gut.
Peri caught Kathy's attention. "Stick that thing up her ass-hole. She ought to get a charge out of that."
And the woman complied. She took the needle and split the ass buns apart with her fingers.
"God, it smells like cream."
"Aw, she probably got fucked in the ass by daddy," Peri commented.
"Well, she'll think twice about that when I shove this pin up it."
She found the brown button and slid the needle through, slicing it forward slowly.
Duia humped her ass in the air. The move had taken her by complete surprise. When she jerked she blew her mouth into the gushing confines of Rocky's pussy.
"Ahhhhhh," Rocky groaned. "Shove that needle further in. She really gives me a jolt with that mouth of hers, when you do it."
Kathy complied by screwing the needle around and around like an acupuncturist. The weapon went further and further up the asshole, giving Duia the utter feeling of pain. To divert herself-to make her concentrate on something other than the jabbing needle, she thrust her tongue deep into the cunt of Rocky, thrusting it up with all the power contained in her mouth.
"UUuueeee," Rocky blurt. "That's the way to do it. Shove that fucking tongue of yours way up. Pretend that the tongue is daddy's cock."
Duia twist the tongue all about, twisting it deep into the luscious linings of the pussy.
Meanwhile, Kathy continued to push the needle further in till it was lodged against the far wall of Duia's ass pit.
"Should I shove it all the way through?" She said loudly. "Should I poke it through that thin flesh between her ass and womb? That ought to give her a thrill!"
Peri laughed. "Yeah, she'd really shit out all those abortions then.. . But we can't kill her.. . what would we do with the body?"
Kathy teasingly poked the ass flesh, lightly touching it with the point of the needle.
Despite the pain, despite the fact that every time she moved the needle gouged a bit more flesh from her ass, she couldn't help lifting her ass and humping it, as if the needle were a big cock.
Rocky leaped further down on the mouth, flattening the pussy lips along the lips of Duia. Her tongue was doing a bit of double-time. Gushing wells of pussy flow emptied into her mouth and down her throat. She was wondering when it would end, when the women would leave her alone and let her be.
But it was a pointless question to ask; like Warden Peiton and Ringo, these women were in total control. What could she do with a needle six inches long, up her ass?
Peri let go of her legs and stood to the side of the young prisoner. She pondered on what kind of punishment she could inflict. She was staring at Duia's tits. Of course.
She went to her bunk and fooled around in her goody box. Back she came with a handful of small straight pins.
"See these girlie? Your tits are going to pay for their availability to daddy."
'O God, why shit why?' Duia thought. She wanted to scream out at her tormentors. She wanted to take her high heeled shoes and shove them up each one of their pussy's. But she couldn't say anything with Rocky's twat plastered across her mouth.
The cunt odor was reeking in her nostrils. It made her sick to smell and taste the strange brew but she had no choice.
Peri kneeled by her tits and picked a pin from her hand. She placed the rest on the floor.
"This ought to make you respect your elders a little more."
She grabbed Duia's tit in the full of her hand and squeezed the flesh between her fingers. She slowly stuck the pin into the full of her fulsome tit.
"MMMMggm," Duia groaned, opening her mouth in utter pain. A huge waterfall of pussy come spilled down into her mouth making her choke. Pain blew through her tit and into her brain, blinding her to all thoughts. The pin stuck awkwardly from the tit as Peri retrieved another one. She pinched Duia's nipple between her fingers and stuck the sharp end of the tiny weapon into the tiny hole of the nipple.
"You ain't ever going to have milk spurt out these tits anyway," she snorted.
In went the pin, into the nipple, while Duia writhed in awesome pain. Every move she made, forced the-needle up her ass to poke and stab all around the muscle.
Yet, she couldn't restrain herself. It was all torture, And she couldn't prevent it.
Peri picked up another needle and shoved it into the tit, jabbing deep into the tissue and muscle of her boob.
Duia tried shaking the effects but it was no good. There was a needle up her asshole, there was a cunt splattered on her mouth and there were pins sticking in her tits. The pain was overwhelming. She was inundated by the cascading blur of utter terror.
Kathy drew the needle from her asshole and held it up in the air. "Look at the cream on this thing. Or is it come? Huh Duia? Is that daddy's come that's clinging on this needle?"
Duia could hear her but she couldn't see. Her eyes were covered with the slimy cunt of Rocky. All she could see were the tight buns of the woman's ass.
"Yeah," Rocky said, "it looks like she really digs that ass fucking . . . " Suddenly, she stood up, pulling the twat from the mouth of Duia, causing a suction noise.
"If you like asses so much, stick your tongue up mine," she ordered. Rocky opened her ass buns with her hands, then squat down again, pointing the crinkled button down on top of the woman's mouth.
Duia stuck her tongue straight out of her mouth, stiffing it with every fiber in her being. Down the ass came, planting directly on the stiff tongue. Rocky screwed the ass down. Duia's tongue stuck between her tight asshole, dipping into the ass pit.
"Uuuuu," Rocky sighed delightfully, "it feels so good."
She dipped up and down, just enough so that the tongue would not pop out from her ass pit.
At the same time Kathy drew the hatpin around her belly, cutting a ritualistic round of concentric circles around her belly button. She drew a little blood, which she promptly swiped away with her tongue.
"Should I ram this thing through her gut?" She asked.
Peri laughed. "Yeah, you should shove it in and skewer her innards . . . But we don't want to have a dead cunt on our hands."
Duia thought it was all a nightmare. Never had she experienced so much terror. Her nerves were stunned into silence. She could no longer feel the pain . . . she could feel nothing.
She could feel nothing but the tight ass that was bouncing up and down on her tongue. The smelly, tangy taste of the ass revolted her. It was as if Rocky had recently taken a shit and had forgotten to wipe. She wanted to throw up but she couldn't throw up. She knew if she did she'd have a needle deep within her flesh.
"You know what," Kathy said playfully. "You know what's wrong with this needle? It's not sterilized." She retrieved a book of matches and lit one. Then she slid the needle through the flame, heating it till it was white hot. The needle glowed as she positioned it at the entrance to Duia's pussy. Then she pushed it forward, sliding the needle into the already hot cunt.
At the first contact with the miniature branding iron, Duia's nerves snapped to attention. Then they broke out in chaotic frenzy, trying to escape from the tingling, burning flesh.
The pain shot through her spine. The while hot needle seared her flesh making it quiver a million times a second.
Peri took another pin and stuck it into the other nipple. Duia twist her body, writhing under the utter devastation of the terror.
Her tongue dug deep into the ass pit, screwing into the cavern, the muscular, empty cavern.
"That's right honey, shoot your tongue up that hole . . . The next time daddy wants to fuck your ass you remember where your tongue has been."
The woman squat further down, continuing to pull her ass buns wide apart so the tongue would be unimpeded.
"Ahhhhmmmmm," Rocky moaned.
Suddenly, Peri jumped up. "Fuck, I heard a noise. Someone's coming!"
The three women quickly leapt up, pulling all the pins, needles, and asses from Duia. They pulled the dazed prisoner out of view from the corridor and waited as a female guard paused at the entrance.
"Where's Duia Graham?" She snapped.
"Uh," Peri said, "she's not here."
"Where is she?"
"I think she's in the cafeteria."
"Well, she's wanted in the administration office."
Peri promised that she'd give Duia the message. When the guard had gone the three women circled around Duia.
"Get dressed and hustle your ass up to administration."
Duia was still stunned. But the opportunity to leave the insanity of the three women perked her up.
She dressed and managed to crawl to the administration office. Every move was accompanied by incredible pain. The needle points prodded and stabbed her as she made her way to the administration office. She wasn't even thinking why she was wanted in administration, such was her pain.
The warden was waiting for her. He locked the door after Duia was inside. He had a big smile on his face.
"God, I hope you're as horny as I am," he panted.
Duia about fainted. But she figured that maybe her pain would dissipate if she got into some hot fucking.
Peiton put his hands on her shoulders and slowly slid them down her prison uniform till he had a firm grip on her tit.
"You sure that you're up to this," she sighed.
"What?! Are you challenging my manhood?" He seemed indignant. "I'll show you have strong I am."
He picked Duia up and placed her on the chair. Then he ordered her to strip. She did so in front of him, soon revealing her glowing flesh.
The warden dropped his pants, his pecker standing straight up like a rocket on a launch pad.
He took her hands and put them on his shoulders, then said, "Now squat on my dick."
Duia lowered herself down and forward until her pussy lips were tantalizingly resting on the head of the throbbing pecker.
"Com'on," she said slowly, "ram that fucking thing up there."
Prompted by the prisoner he jammed upwards, while at the same time Duia dropped down so that the prick and cunt pounded into each other like a piston and cylinder.
"OOOOO," Duia moaned. Her lusty voice reverberated throughout the office.
"Uuuuuu," Peiton groaned. His prick was flooded with a tidal flush of come that gushed from Duia's pussy. In a second his pecker was a slick rod, jamming the vibrating twat to sexual heaven.
"Ahhhhhhh," Duia sighed, as the pecker wound around her pussy like a hungry snake. The pulsing pecker rammed to the furthest domain of her quivering quim, sending hot arrows of lust shooting through her.
Peiton pumped his hips like a piston, jamming and ramming the throbbing pecker through the gushing pulsations of Duia's pussy. Surprisingly, there was little pain from the terror of the needle. If there was she couldn't feel it through the waves of pleasure.
"Oh God, I can feel those rippling muscles of yours do their work!" Peiton blurt in ecstasy.
Their bodies were gyrating together like a well precisioned machine. Peiton could feel the lake of pussy come spill out between her lips and drool down his legs. The feel of her cunt flow excited him beyond words. He humped up and down like a mother-fucker, shooting hot lust embers through Duia.
"Feel my tits! Feel 'em all up!" She moaned in ecstasy.
The warden's hands came up and grappled onto the swinging bulbs of delight, squeezing the flesh through his fingers.
"UUUU, that's right. Pinch my nipples, they're all yours."
His warm hands felt so much better than the little pins, that she gave in to the warden, letting him have the full power of her sex. It was as if she had new life.
Peiton's fingers slipped over the hard diamonds that were her nipples and squeezed them, sending pounding Eros rushing through the woman.
"Ahhhhh," she groaned in ecstasy.
Peiton kept rubbing them, then pulled his head forward and clinched one of the tits in his mouth, wrapping his tongue around the vibrating nipple. At the same time he took his hand and wrapped them around the woman's firm ass, making the contact between pecker and cunt even harder.
"Of fuck! You're ripping my cunt apart!"
"I'll do more than that!"
His hand slipped down her sweaty ass crack and found the little asshole.
"Oh God yeah, ram my asshole," she moaned. His finger would dissipate the ugly memory of the needle up her ass.
Peiton rammed his finger through the slippery hole, causing her body to thrust forward, sending the pecker way up the steaming pussy.
"Ahhhhh," she blurt, in the throes of lust fever.
The two distinct streams of erotic nerves; from her pussy and asshole, raced up her being and exploded in her head like dynamite.
Peiton's thrusting pecker zoomed all throughout the cunt cavern, while his mouth enveloped her tit with saliva. He loved the taste of tits, the meaty flesh flavor made his dong stronger and faster. His finger rammed through the little crevice that was her asshole. He could feel her ass quiver and vibrate with thrilling action.
Duia started revolving her hips in a circular fashion, while Peiton shot straight up and down.
"Oh fuck, oh shit," she moaned.
The bulging pecker was running directly over her clit, sending her to sexual heaven.
Their bodies slammed up and down against each other with maniacal force. A large whiff of cunt odor filled the room, making Peiton delirious with lust. He sucked half the large tit in his mouth, filling his cheeks with their fleshy magnificence. Duia arched her chest around, twisting the tit all around his mouth.
His finger dug into her ass pit, shoving it as far in as possible. He twist it around like a corkscrew, making Duia jerk back and forth spasmodically.
"Ahhhhoooo," she groaned passionately. Sweat was rolling off her body, making it all slippery.
"Keep poking my ass!" she blurted.
Peiton's finger shot back and forth, in and out, like crazy, sending lust shivers up her spine. Her cunt was a veritable flood of pussy flow, lubricating the thirsting cock with its delicious juice. Exploding cannonballs of feverish lust boomed throughout the warden. Every time he humped upwards a stream of erotic juice pulsed through him.
She'd get real low on the pecker then circulate the cunt all around like a washing machine. Peiton kept ramming up and down like a jackhammer.
"OOOOAhhhhh," Duia squealed. Her whole being vibrated to the tremulous fucking. She could barely keep fucking on the chair.
"Hold on . . . catch me, honey, I'm flying through the air!"
Before Peiton knew what was happening Duia flew out at him. He reflexively caught her as her legs wrapped around his ass, her heels digging in. Peiton's finger was still jabbing into her ass pit, bringing their two groins jungle to jungle.
With belly dancing movements, Duia jerked back and forth, wanting the pulsating pecker deep into her mushy cunt.
"Oh God! Ohhhhahhhh," Duai groaned. A tidal flush of womanly come poured down on the pounding dick, making it slippery hot.
Peiton's mouth came down on the other tit, sucking luscious pleasure into the woman.
His old muscles bulged under the strain of carrying the woman but that turned him on even more. He could see himself as if at a distance, hauling the well built woman in the air. He felt powerful and indomitable. This feeling of strength transferred to his jamming prick. It felt like a steel pole, whamming into a mushy bog.
"EEEeeahhhhh," Duia cried. Her passionate, animal moans pervaded the office and filled Peiton with lusty desire. She just wanted to fuck and fuck to the limit and then some.
His body strained under the ferocious movement of her liquid body. She was like a machine out of control. The core of her being radiated with lusty heat. Her flesh was aflame with pleasurable poundings of erotic pulsations. Her pussy lips drooled with the juice of her sex.
"Ream my asshole. Get it all raw!" she splurt, as if possessed.
The warden was still chewing away on her tit, sucking the thing deep into his mouth. He jammed forward with his finger, blowing the ass button wide open with a mighty thrust.
"Eeeeahhhhh," she moaned.
Peiton could feel his massive dick probe all around the pussy, touching all the dripping fleshy sides with its thick meat. He could hardly believe his own strength that thrust up through the gushy twat.
Finally, he released the tit, letting it flop in the air like a bird. A big red wing circled where he had sucked.
"That's a mighty tasty tit you've got there."
"Eat all you want," she panted.
"I've had enough of that . . . I want your mouth now!"
She leaned her head forward and gave him her luscious mouth.' Their tongues curled around each other like oily snakes. They exchanged each other's saliva like a libation.
"Mmmmmmm," they garbled together, through the fullness of their mouths.
The warden could feel the clot of come gather for its ecstatic explosion. At the same time Duia's orgastic climax twisted inside her like a tornado. It swirled through her being with unremitting force.
"OOOAhhhggggg," she groaned, through the fullness of the embraced lips.
Flashing, blinding, hurtling bombardments of erotic pleasure shot through her with unleashed fury. Her body shook and quivered under the attack of lust arrows.
"OOOAHHHHH!" she squealed. Their mouths broke apart, their breaths heavy pants of passion.
Peiton's wad gathered at the gate, biting at the bit. He kept pumping for all his worth into the groaning, trembling pussy of the orgastic woman.
Suddenly his bolt took off, shooting through his throbbing pecker and spraying the drenched twat with its boiling heat.
"Ahhhggggg," he groaned ecstatically. The come smeared the walls of her cunt with sticky goo. His cock kept pounding away, twirling all the juices together into a mushy stew.
"Keep it in there as long as possible!" she cried out passionately.
Peiton kept hammering away even though his pecker was falling fast. His cock was slickened with the commingled juices then plopped out between her cunt lips.
"Ahhhhhh," they both signed together. The panting Duia dismounted, holding the limp pecker in her palm.
MWhy don't you lick it clean," the warden said.
Duia got down on the oiled prick, slowly rubbing her tongue over the entire surface, gobbling all the come up. It was as if she had become addicted to come. Whenever she smelled it her salivating glands would begin secreting.
"That's it," Peiton sighed. "Just rub that tongue of yours all over that prick."
Duia wasn't on her knees. Instead, she was bent over, sucking the prick clean. She didn't notice the warden's expression change from one of utter delight to one of hate and revenge. What she didn't know was that the warden was a madman. Whenever he was turned on he couldn't be turned off. He couldn't be turned off till he had inflicted pain. When he saw someone in pain his body would break the threshold of his sexual being, dissipate, and then he would be able to continue on his day to day activities.
He waited till she had licked the cock clean, then he grabbed her blonde hair and wrenched her head back, making her bite her tongue.
"You like getting turned on by my pecker don't you?" He had an ugly smile on his face, glaring at her with red eyes.
"Are . . . are you going to beat me too?" Duia was frightened like a little doe. She could see it coming again. Prison was getting less and less interesting. They fucked a lot in prison but there was a lot of pain involved, that was for sure.
Peiton slapped her across the face, sending her sprawling to the floor. She felt a trickle of blood slide down the inside of her cheek. The outside of her cheek was burning with the man's hot palm.
He went to his desk and drew out the long whip. His pecker was still hanging out his pants. He seemed oblivious to it.
"Oh God, no please," she cried. She knew her protests would be futile, but she had to do something.
Peiton raised the whip and stung her across her neck with the snake-like weapon.
"Awwwwww," she screamed. She felt a spurt of blood dribble from her neck and down her back.
"You think prison is all fucking and sucking?" Peiton yelled at her. "Prison is suffering!" And he pulled the whip back again, thrusting his arm forward as if he were casting a fishing line.
Whack!'
The whip stung Duia's forearm. She recoiled and raised the arm, the arm throbbing with pain. It was raised with a welt and she lowered her mouth to kiss it.
'Whack!'
The whip snapped against his shoulder, throwing her to the ground. The end of the whip felt like that hat pin Kathy had shoved up her cunt and ass. A hat pin with momentum.
He rubbed the shoulder and looked with pleading eyes up to the warden.
He just laughed at her. "Oh poor little lamb. She's getting whipped and saying, 'Oh Mister Warden, don't hurt me.. . I'm just an innocent girl.' Haha, you stupid asshole. I'm in control here and all your little innocence only flames up my desire to see you suffer!"
He raised the whip again and slashed it across her tit, making the ample flesh baubles quiver and tremble under the onslought.
It felt as if a million needles were shoved into her flesh. Explosive pain blew through her spine, making her feel as if she were in some recurring nightmare.
The warden stood back and breezed over his 'work'. Duia was sitting on her heels, blood trickling from her tits, her shoulder, and neck. The contrasts of blood and flesh made his dick quiver with lust.
He threw his whip down and went back into his desk.
"Now that you are all painted up with your blood we'll see what else we can do." He pulled out a rolled up wire. Duia couldn't tell what he had in his hand. Her head was reeling in pain.
He unfurled the wire. "This ought to give you a bit of a thrill." There were two wires attached at the ends by alligator clips.
"You might be interested in these little babies . . . they're called roach clips. I got them from a doper a few years ago. It was kind of a joke gift, you know? I fashioned these things in my spare time." He pressed the clips, showing Duia the ugly jaws that were ridged with sharp little teeth.
Peiton walked over to her and leaned by her. He opened the clip and stuck it on the end of her diamond nipple.
"Awwwww," she squirmed.
"Yeah, it hurts doesn't it?" He reached across her and put the other clip on the other nipple. Pain blurt through the nipples and knocked Duia on her back. She squirmed on her back, rolling this way and that, trying to shake the terrible hold of the clips. She knew if she took them off herself, the warden would do something diabolical. Who knows, he might even kill her.
The needle-like teeth of the clips clawed down on the fleshy tips. The more she rolled around the greater was the pain, the deeper the little teeth dug in.
"Oh shit, take it off please. O fuck, please," she groaned.
Peiton showed her his full set of teeth as he laughed. He took the ends of the two wires, holding one in each hand. Then he tugged on them alternately. First the left one, then the right one.
Duia's tits moved like little arms on a puppet. "Oh shit, fuck, fuck, fuck," she groaned.
Peiton looked like he was having the time of his life.
"Haha, those titties really move funny," he laughed like a little kid.
Duia writhed on the floor. It felt to her as if her nipples were slowly being bitten off by the vicious clips.
Peiton let her squirm around for a moment, then wrenched the clips from the tits, ripping a bit of flesh from the rosy tips. He retrieved the clips and fit one onto the left pussy lip.
"Awwww OOOOO Fuck," she moaned.
Peiton put the other clip on the other lip. It felt as if cattle prods were being applied on her pussy. She thought that she'd never fuck again-never again would a pecker enter into her pussy without raising the memory of the alligator clips on her pussy lips.
Suddenly the buzzer on Warden Peiton's desk rang. He let the clips hang from her pussy, making her hump her hips up in the air.
Peiton's secretary was on the other line. An important visitor was waiting to see Peiton.
"Oh shit, I forgot about that asshole."
Duia was shaking on the floor, vibrating and trembling under the onslaught. The clips hung on her flesh, digging into the tender lips.
Peiton looked at her. "Well, I guess you'll have to get dressed." He leaned down and ripped the clips from her pussy, making her hair stand on end.
She struggled to get up, her flesh burning with pain. Every move she made in putting her clothes on was done in throbbing pain.
The warden put the whip and clips away, straightening his clothes up.
"Yeah, this fucker is connected with the governor's office, so I can't put him off."
When Duia was dressed Peiton opened the door and let her out. Never was she so thrilled to walk out a door.
She felt she could fly-fly despite the gouging feeling on her nipples and pussy lips.