Chapter 12
It really bothered Marilyn that none of these men had any mercy. Each of them wanted all they could get out of her. She was in bondage and she knew it.
"Hi, beautiful," the next prisoner grinned at her.
He was stroking his long cock and looking at her.
"I might enjoy having you blow me," he told her.
Marilyn grasped his cock. She didn't hesitate to drop to her knees. She pulled his big prick to her mouth and started sucking as he made obscene smacking sounds with his lips. The prisoner's hands reached down to grip her head. He guided her now as she tongued the tip of his male member.
"That's real good," he told her. "Lick it. Go ahead, honey, lick my dick."
Grasping his penis firmly, she whipped her tongue around the head of it. She was going to bring him to orgasm quickly. The faster, the better.
"Eat it," he told her. "Ohhh, go ahead, suck my cock. Suck it, suck it."
He was desperate to drive it into her.
"Ohhh, suck it out," he told her. "Suck it."
She thrilled to the erotic sensation.
"I love it," he told her. "Oh, baby, suck it off."
The delicious sensations that she experienced now had her almost there.
"Eat it," he told her. "Suck me."
With powerful plunges the prisoner sent his penis sliding down her throat. He enjoyed riding her face. Again and again he sent his cock down her throat. She wondered how much she could take of this kind of action.
He wanted her mouth to accept him, but it was obvious to him Marilyn was trembling. She didn't want it. This got him angry.
"You ought to appreciate getting a good cock in your mouth," the prisoner said with disgust. "I'm gonna shoot it in a minute. And you'd better hold your lips tight over my prick."
Grasping her head firmly now, he forcefully fucked her face. She wondered how much she could take of this. But she didn't complain. His cock finally unloaded. Breathing through her nostrils she held his cock head firmly. Sucking him she finally got him off.
In a daze she got to her feet and went on down the hall with a guard. The guard slapped her ass cheeks playfully, paying no attention to her plight.
When she walked into the next cell, the prisoner was pleased with her.
"You've got a nice twat," he told her, "and I'm gonna fuck it."
Grabbing her now, he told her to wrap her legs around him. Marilyn felt his hands clasping her ass cheeks as he plunged his penis in place. Her pussy muscles went into high gear. She brushed her bosoms over his chest as he furiously fucked into her.
"Fuck it," he commanded, "fuck it. That's good. Fuck. Fuck it."
Their bodies were sweating profusely now. Her breath was coming short as he fucked her furiously. She hoped that it wouldn't take him long to get his rocks off. But his hard cock driving into her indicated it wouldn't. His hands clasped her ass cheeks. He liked to grip her wiggling buttocks as she bounced back to meet his throbbing penis.
"I'm shoving a lot of meat in your pussy," he told her. "Just grab it. Hang tight. Ohhh, baby, that's it."
Parting her round ass cheeks he eased his finger up her asshole. He wanted to enjoy her in every way he possibly could. Marilyn hated what he was doing. But she couldn't resist him. His long, hard cock jammed in her pussy excitedly.
"You've got a tight twat," he told her as he went on shoving his thick cock in her.
Marilyn worked the muscles of her pussy around his pulsating shaft.
"Fuck me," he told her, "fuck me."
She was glad to accept him.
"Shoot it in me," she begged him. "I want it. Give me your cum."
Inhibitions she had felt before were gone now. She knew she had to act like a whore. And she was doing it.
"I want to feel it," she begged. "Fuck me."
He sent his big, thick prick in her with hard stabs now. He was almost there.
"Hang tight," he panted as he withdrew his finger from her asshole and clasped her bare, round buttocks. Suddenly she felt the hot cum loading into her.
"That's it, baby," he whispered as he shot off.
Marilyn was grateful that another prisoner had gotten his pleasure with her. She wondered how many more there were in the jail. She was fearful that she would pass out before she could ever satisfy them all.
"You're beautiful," the next prisoner smiled, as he gently let his hands caress her ass cheeks.
Marilyn paid no attention to what he was saying. It was obvious he just wanted to get her to agree to anything.
"I would like to have you bend over," he told her, "so I can slip it in easy."
Fortunately he was not a vicious, crude man. He lubricated his penis shaft with his spit. Then gently parting her ass cheeks he eased his prick up her butt. Bending over was not an easy position to maintain. But she was doing her best.
"Fuck it," he commanded as he drove into her, "fuck."
With penetrating cock stabs he jabbed it to her. She twisted around.
"That's it," he told her, "now you're screwing. Fuck it."
He slapped Marilyn's buttocks crudely and roughly as he went on sliding into her. She twisted her ass around, trying to get him off. She figured that was the way. Marilyn used her ass muscles as he went on humping her butt.
"It's slick up her ass," he grinned at the guard. "I guess everybody here has fucked her."
He laughed as he lewdly finished his screwing of her. Suddenly she felt the hot jolt of semen shooting up her rectum.
"Up your ass," he smiled as he finished her.
Withdrawing his slick prick from her asshole, he looked at her.
"You're a good fuck," he told her, "and I really enjoyed it."
No doubt in her mind about it, she had enjoyed having him take care of her. It was strange how she had become so acclimated to it she had finally found enjoyment in this kind of sex.
The next thing she knew she was in another cell. A prisoner was spread out naked on the floor and holding his legs up in the air.
"Get down behind my asshole," he told her, "and lick it."
Clasping his round ass cheeks, she got her face right in there and started licking all around his bare bottom. The prisoner was pleased and excited.
As her hot tongue caressed his round ass cheeks he became more aroused than ever.
"Suck my asshole," he told her. "Suck it good."
She kept her hot mouth right over his butt. Her tongue penetrated his anus. The prisoner was aroused and stimulated.
"Tongue fuck it," he begged her.
Energetically she sent her hot tongue sliding up his rectum.
"Ohhh, that's the way," he told her. "Right up my asshole."
She went on stabbing her tongue up his rectum. At this point she observed his penis. It was erect. Reaching for his throbbing cock, she gently pulled on it. He thrilled to the stimulating sensation of her hand grabbing his penis.
"Jerk it for me," he insisted. "That's what I want you to do. Pull on it."
Pulling on his rigid cock, she kept her tongue sweeping around his balls and his ass crack.
"Good," the prisoner panted. "Lick my ass. Suck my prick."
She continued this until his cock became so engorged he was ready to explode.
"Eat me," he finally demanded.
Grasping his firm, rigid penis, she brought her mouth over his cock.
"Eat it," he panted as he pumped it in her.
Her lips clasped his shaft. Her tongue tickled the tip of his manhood.
"Yes, baby, yes," he whispered passionately. "Suck my prick off."
Marilyn's hot, moist mouth worked energetically on his stabbing, long prick. She fingered his asshole and played with his balls as she brought him close to climax. The prisoner pumped back to her eagerly.
"Suck off," he told her excitedly. "Suck it off."
She was doing her best to provide him with the pleasure he sought.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Eat it."
His hot cock suddenly unloaded. The creamy cum dribbled from the corners of her mouth.
"Finger my ass now," he panted.
Marilyn went on fingering his asshole as he finished exploding in her face.
Finally she pulled off him. She looked up at the guard, hoping he would say it was over. But he shook his head and smiled sadistically.
The next prison cell was occupied by two men.
"We can fuck her at the same time," one of the prisoners announced crudely.
Tears streaked down Marilyn's face. It seemed as if things were going from bad to worse. Hardly in any position to make a fuss, she finally relented and agreed.
"I'll stick it in her ass," the aggressive prisoner who began screwing told his cell buddy, "and you can have it any way you like."
The other prisoner got in front of her. As she stood there they both assaulted her. One man was driving his prick in her pussy, while the other slammed it up her asshole. Fortunately her ass was coated with cum. That made it easier for her to endure the terrible torture of being fucked from behind.
The men had developed a rhythm. They were fucking her at the same tempo.
"Fuck it," one man panted as he slammed it up her. "Fuck it."
It was terrible getting it like this. But she couldn't stop them. One from behind was reaching for her breasts. He pinched her nipples crudely.
"That's the way to do it," he announced as he continued driving into her.
She couldn't complain or object. And when she began sobbing they only found it more exciting.
"She's crying," one of the men observed. "That makes it more fun."
They obviously were demons. And as she felt them developing a similar rhythm, she could see they were trying to pace themselves to each other's fucking tempo.
"Fuck her ass," one man gasped. "Fuck her asshole."
Driving in her savagely now, they were forcing her to endure more pain and suffering. Finally it began feeling good.
"Fuck it," one prisoner gasped, as he went on driving it in her. "Fuck it!"
He was socking it to her good now.
"Come on," one prisoner called out, "fuck it. That's how you do it. Fuck it."
Desperately they were stabbing it into her. She wondered how much more of this terrible torture she could endure.
"Shoot it in me," she begged finally. "Fill me with your filthy cum. I hate you all."
The men continued driving their rock-hard pricks in her. She knew she couldn't take much more of this. She felt like she was about to pass out. The two powerful penises plunged into her relentlessly. One cock stabbing up her asshole. The other cock driving in her pussy.
"She's a dead ass," one prisoner complained as he looked over at the guard.
"Use your belt on her," the other prisoner suggested.
The guard took off his belt. He lashed it across Marilyn's back. She began wiggling.
"That's more like it," the prisoners agreed.
Rhythmically now they were both driving into her at an even, regular tempo.
"Brush your titties across my chest," one prisoner demanded.
Marilyn's big boobs brushed mechanically across his chest. He seemed pleased.
"That's it," he told her, "just keep fucking. Nice and even. Regular. That's it. Fuck, fuck!"
Rhythmically he was riding into her. As they went on fucking she finally found a strange thing happening. At first it had been all torture. Now there was some pleasure.
"She's wiggling her ass," the guard observed.
The man who was driving it in her asshole nodded.
"She's good when she bucks back to me," he agreed.
He drove in savagely now. He wanted to get his rocks off quickly. Gripping her buttocks he forcefully fucked her behind.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" he panted as he rammed in.
They both came together. Marilyn was surprised to find herself juicing. She didn't think she could ever cum again. But she was. It was strange what sex and sadism could do.
"Hey, she made it," the man who was rutting in her pussy smiled proudly.
When the two prisoners pulled their penises from her, she looked at the guard. The guard nodded.
"You can go back to your cell now," he told her.
Once back in her cell, the guard did have some sympathy for her.
"If you would just talk, it would be much easier for you," he told her.
Marilyn shook her head.
"But I am guilty of nothing. I really am guilty of nothing."
The guard shook his head.
"That's what every prisoner in this place claims. You know it isn't the truth. You wouldn't be here if they didn't have good reason."
Bitterly Marilyn wept as he chained her up again for the night.
As the hours crawled by once more like years, she had time to think and reflect on what had been happening. Why had she ever come to Haiti in the first place? She was angry at herself for ever having wanted to come here. But there was nothing she could do about that now. All she could do was hope and pray for the best. And this she was doing. Perhaps her parents would come to rescue her. She only hoped they would. Marilyn couldn't contact them, but she knew that they would be wondering why she hadn't returned home. Her mother was always busy but she was certain her father would find time for her. He always had before.
Now as she thought about her father, comfortable in his home and sleeping, she envied him. Never before had home seemed so wonderful to her. Her mind was a blur as she thought about these things and many more. She wondered how many more days she could endure such terrible torture.
The next morning they did bring her some food. Her wrists were freed from her chains and she enjoyed this freedom. She rubbed her wrists to get the blood circulating. Then she ate a good breakfast. The guard smiled at her.
"I guess you were hungry."
Marilyn nodded.
"Yes," she told him.
"This is a hellhole of a prison," the guard admitted, "and I hope you can find your freedom. But I can't do anything to help you. I would wind up in prison myself. And I know it's no good here."
It pleased Marilyn to think that anyone could sympathize with her lonely plight. But she recognized why the guard would fear ever being drawn into this place himself. For it indeed was one terrible prison. She had seen movies about prisons and tortures and looked at them at a distance. Now that she was examining it for herself close-up, in real life, she could appreciate the horror of it all. It seemed as if she had been through a lifetime of suffering and torture. But her nightmare had to end. Either she would die or she would find her freedom. Marilyn made up her mind once more to try somehow to escape.