Chapter 5
Dianne felt that if Chuck would put his clothes on and walk out of the jail cell, he might carry some of the stench from his body with him. However, she did not have that good fortune. For standing there naked, Chuck watched the guard.
The guard took off his boots. Then he removed his pants and pulled down his shorts.
"I think I'm gonna do what Chuck did," he grinned wickedly.
Chuck smiled as he watched the guard boldly sit on her face. Reaching up, Dianne gripped his firm, round ass cheeks.
"I want you to lick it," he told her, "and I want you to do a good job."
Even though she was repelled and disgusted at the evil suggestion the guard had made, Dianne felt as though she had no options. She slowly began licking at his ass crack. He thrilled to the erotic sensation of her tongue gently gliding and sliding all around his asshole.
"Keep it up," he told her. "That's what I want you to do."
She let her tongue slide gingerly back and forth all around his asshole. Finally she stiffened her tongue and plunged it up his rectum. The guard grinned up at Chuck who was watching carefully.
"Mighty good at this, too," he quipped.
He laughed now. He was obtaining his kicks totally.
"Why don't you jerk your cock while she licks your asshole?" Chuck suggested.
"Not a bad idea," the guard nodded, as he accepted his suggestion.
Pulling with a forceful hand grab, he was entertaining himself. Cupping his big, hairy, swelling balls with one hand, he jerked lewdly on his manhood with the other. At the same time he enjoyed the erotic sensation of her tongue gently caressing and licking at his bare behind.
When he reached a certain passionate pitch, he waited no longer.
"Lick the nuts," he told her. "That's what I want you to do."
Her hot tongue swept back and forth over the surface of his balls.
"Now I'm gonna feed you my cock," he told her frankly.
Opening her mouth Dianne let him slide inside.
"That feels super," he told the hippy. "She's a mighty good cock sucker."
She was sucking hard. Dianne kept her eyes closed. That eased the pain of the obscene acts she was being forced to perform. However, it disgusted the guard.
"Open your eyes and watch," he demanded angrily in a firm voice.
Slowly Dianne opened her eyes. She could see his huge saliva-slickened cock pumping in and out of her unwilling mouth.
"Play with the balls," the guard demanded.
Even though she didn't want to, she played with his balls. Now he was ready to spurt. She could tell from the wild, rough way he was accosting her throat that he was almost there. With hard, deep stabs he rammed it rudely, crudely down her throat.
"Eat it," he exclaimed eagerly. "That's what I want you to do. Suck it off. Come on, cock eater, suck it off. That's it. Now you're doing it. Just like that, baby, now you've got the hang of it."
She had put up a good fight. But she couldn't fight any longer. He drove his manhood down her throat roughly.
"Yes, baby, yes," he whispered, "you'll take it. Every inch of it."
His hot seed spilled in her mouth. For a second she thought she would throw up. When she did not immediately swallow his cum, he made a big fuss about it.
"Don't you spit my seed out," he told Dianne. "It's precious. You suck it. You swallow it."
Dianne realized she would have to do as he ordered.
"That's it," the hippy grinned. "Let her know who's boss."
Even though it was repelling and horrible to her, Dianne accommodated his disgusting desire.
When she had finished she thought it would be over now. But it wasn't. For the other prisoners were making such a fuss. One was even threatening to blackmail the guard if he didn't get a whack at her.
Dianne got to her feet. Her knees ached and her back hurt.
"I can't do any more," she said as her breath came short.
"Guess we'll have to tie you up to the bars," the guard smiled.
"That's not a funny joke," she said as he laughed raucously.
"I'm not cracking jokes," the guard told her. "You are going to be tied up."
He left and returned a few moments later with some rope. He didn't hesitate to do his thing. Once she was bound hand and foot to the bars, he was prepared to do what he wanted to.
The men lined up. They were ready. As Dianne saw them she was repelled and sickened.
"Might as well take off all your fucking clothes," the guard chuckled.
He was drinking raw bourbon now. And apparently enjoying every bizarre moment of the erotic action. The prisoner stripped bare-ass naked. Going over to her, he brushed his thick, long cock against her pussy. Then reaching up, he began pinching and playing with her breasts.
"Wow!" the prisoner chuckled. "She sure has a nice pair of knockers."
He was getting a big charge out of feeling of her breasts. Finally he stood directly tn front of her. His penis was even with her pussy. He gently eased it in. His hands reached back to cup her ass cheeks.
"You're gonna fuck and fuck good," he told her sternly.
It was strange that it did feel good as his huge, long penis plunged forward. Even though she had to admit she hated every moment of it, it was strange how it did somehow appeal to her.
"Grind your ass, sweetheart," the naked prisoner demanded as he went on assaulting her.
She swung her hips around.
"That's the way," he told her. "Now you're doing it real nice. Keep that up."
She continued pleasing him. For she kept her hips swaying. Pressing closer to her, he wanted to feel her great bosoms brushing across his hairy chest.
"Fuck me," she begged. "Fuck me."
The guard was amazed and delighted when Dianne finally asked for it. Apparently they were achieving a measure of success for she wanted it.
"Hey, baby, I'm not so bad," the naked young prisoner panted as he pumped his thick, rigid penis into her.
She was enjoying it immensely.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Fuck it. Come on, baby, fuck. Fuck it."
With determination and zest he was getting there.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Now you're fucking. Fuck, baby, fuck."
He was enjoying it to the utmost now.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "you sure know how to give a good screw. Keep it up."
She was twisting her hips around. And he was enjoying her every movement.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "that's what I like. Now you're doing it. Come on, baby, fuck it. That's the way. Fuck it off."
His keen, erotic pleasure was hers. She was enjoying every moment of it.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you know how to swing your ass. That's the way. Keep it up. Fuck it. Fuck."
It was a full measure of pleasure that he was experiencing at this point. And then he came. His hot juices spurted up her pussy.
"Ohhh," he told her, "that's beautiful. Fuck it.
Fuck!"
She went on entertaining him. It was an erotic moment for the both of them.
The next prisoner in line could hardly wait to shove his cock into her, too. She wished that they would take her out of this terrible position. She hated the feel of the rope around her wrists and ankles. She thought perhaps by exclaiming erotic responses as if she was enjoying herself, that she might be able to influence the guard to remove the straps that held her securely.
"Please," she begged for mercy, "take these horrible ropes off me. I promise I won't try to run away. I'll do anything, anything."
The guard grinned.
"Sure, you will," he smiled. "Because we want you to. Sure. Who's next?"
The next prisoner handed him some money.
"Thank you," he told her. "Help yourself. She's all yours."
It disgusted him to have her acting as if she hated it. He knew that he had to keep her in this position so they could move as quickly as possible.
The next naked prisoner was a black man. He had a thick, long penis. Dianne didn't know whether or not he could slip it all in. She was worried and concerned.
"I want to fuck you," he told her, "and fuck you good."
Moving over to her he slowly guided his thick, long penis into her.
'That's it," he told her, "shove back to me, baby."
She shoved back to meet his driving cock stab.
"That's the way," he told her, "just like that. You know how to do it, baby."
She was cooperating. That's all he ever expected of her.
"Beautiful," he told her. "Now you're doing it. Just like that."
Dianne was providing him with every erotic kick she knew how.
"Twist your ass around," the man told her breathlessly.
Seeing that another man could slip it to her from behind through the bars, the guard suggested they could speed up the sexual play time.
"Anybody want to fuck her asshole?" he called out down the prison corridor.
There was a chorus of men responding affirmatively. The guard was pleased.
"We can screw her in double time," he chuckled.
The next prisoner came along and he stripped as he got behind her.
"Dianne, this will get you through it quicker," the guard told her. "You really ought to thank me."
Dianne didn't say a word. The guard went over to her. He considered her not responding as a form of insult. Slapping her face crudely, he told her, "You ought to thank a man when he does a favor for you."
Sobbing, Dianne replied.
"Thank you, thank you," she told him.
Now the second naked prisoner was fitting his manhood into her asshole. He was having a rather rough time of it. Spitting into his hand, he applied his own spit to his thick penis. Then he tried once more. Reaching down, he parted Dianne's curvaceous ass cheeks. Roughly, rudely, he shoved forward. He felt himself shoving right up her asshole.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Twist around, baby, twist your tail for my fucking prick."
She twisted around.
"You're right on," he told her. "Just keep it up."
Dianne was trying her best to control herself. She felt such hostility and anger toward him it wasn't easy. Nevertheless, she was doing everything she knew how.
"Fuck," the man who pumped it into her from behind urged her on. "Twist your ass around."
Dianne ground her hips around. Even though it was a disgusting thing for her to have to do, she recognized her fate. And she was willing to do what she had to do in order to stay alive.
He was getting hotter and hotter and so was she.
"Yes, yes," he cried, "now you're doing it. Grind your ass. This feels fantastic."
To the man in front who was ramming it into her pussy, he asked a question point blank.
"Is her pussy as tight as her asshole?"
"How the fuck would I know?" the man smiled. "I haven't tried her ass yet."
Dianne recognized her position as a sexual pawn in a prison. It was an awful position to be placed in. Yet she knew she had to make the most of it. It wasn't easy to satisfy the man who was shoving it into her vagina, as well as the man who was ramming it up her ass hole. Yet she knew what she was expected to do. She was trying her best to satisfy them both.
Her ass muscles seized the cock that was sliding into her rectum. She twisted around. The man who was driving into her vagina was pleased. For he could feel the pinch of her pussy muscles.
"I've almost got it off," the man drilling from behind panted. "I'm almost there."
Indeed he was. It wasn't going to be much longer and Dianne could tell. For some of his juice was starting to trickle up her asshole.
"Now, now," he finally exclaimed. "I'm getting it there."
His hot, long cock shoved all the way in up her asshole.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly. "Ohhh, baby, I made it."
His hot juices flooded her asshole. Seconds later, the man who was shoving into the front of her got it, too.
"Yes, yes," he exclaimed excitedly. "I'm there, baby. I've made it!"
He plunged his thick, long cock in as far as it would go.
"Beautiful," he told Dianne as he felt her pussy muscles clamp on his cock and squeeze out the juice.
Both men pulled out at the same time. The guard was pleased with their performance. He applauded.
"Next," he told the men.
Once more Dianne begged to be let free.
"I can't stand being tied up like this," she told him. "I really can't. Please, set me free."
He only grimaced at her.
"Don't ask for favors, fucker. You're in prison and don't you forget that."
Dianne did not have to be reminded of this ugly fact. She was all too aware of it. And it was driving her out of her mind.