Chapter 7
Dianne was grateful for permission to phone her parents a few days later. When she finally did get her mother on the phone, she broke down and started sobbing.
"Mom," she begged, "I'm in jail. Please, come and get me."
"In jail?" her mother exclaimed indignantly. "You would do something like that and make a bad reputation for us."
Dianne couldn't believe her mother's response.
"But, mom," she told her, "they've got me locked up in Tijuana."
"I'm glad it's Tijuana instead of Los Angeles," her mother told her emphatically, "because I don't want you causing a scandal in the local papers."
"Aren't you gonna get me out of here?" Dianne demanded.
"Why should I?" her mother asked cryptically. "You got yourself into this mess, now just try to get yourself out. How many times have your father and I told you to stop smoking grass? You laughed at us. Now you're not laughing."
"Mom, they're making a whore out of me," Dianne objected.
Her mother responded quickly.
"Honey," her mother told her, "they can't make a whore out of you. You were fucking for money for grass and heroin around the house."
The Mexican guard was apparently kinder than her own mom. This tormented Dianne.
When she went back to her cell, the guard came to talk with her.
"Maybe you'll be getting out of here," he told her.
"It won't be because of any help from my mom," she admitted.
He was stunned that she couldn't get any help.
"If you will provide some sex for some of the men in these cells, they'll pay you. Like I told you, you've got some money already."
Dianne realized that in spite of how horrible everything was, they did pay her.
"Corky has a little game figured out that he would like to try," the guard told her.
"What?" she asked curiously.
"Well, they have it figured out so you would be swinging from the ceiling in a nylon basket. There would be large spaces where a guy could stick his prick up you. The only thing is he would have to plunge it in your pussy while you were swinging back and forth. If he could make it then he could get to fuck you."
Shaking her head, Dianne told him she didn't think she could put up with anymore.
"I was just trying to help," the guard told her.
"I guess you were," she admitted.
Two days later, Dianne changed her mind. As the guard brought her some food she told him she was willing to try it out.
"Just like the others," he smirked.
"What do you mean?"
"At first, they all say they won't do this and they won't do that," he explained quickly. "But then they change suddenly."
"Damn you," she told him. "You men are all alike. You are always thinking of getting your kicks. It's downright sickening."
A few hours later Dianne was introduced to a new kind of sex.
"This is the exercise room," the guard winked.
She could see a nylon basket swinging from the ceiling. It was empty now and Dianne instantly understood she was supposed to be swinging in the basket. She wondered if it would hold from the ceiling. She didn't care to fall on the floor.
"Is that safe?" she demanded.
"Sure, that holds," the guard told her as he went to the nylon basket which was swinging back and forth in the middle of the room.
He figured out a way to sit down on it himself. As it supported his weight and swung back and forth, Dianne realized it was like a swing. However, it was completely different. For it had large spaces where a man could insert his penis.
Dianne stripped.
"They're going to pay you ten dollars each," he told her.
Once she was completely naked, she got in the nylon basket. It swung back and forth across the room. The first prisoner to come in wore a smile on his face as he looked at her slowly gliding back and forth in the unique basket arrangement.
"I'm gonna fuck you good," Corky told her.
She was certain that he had been drinking. Apparently, that wasn't being kept from the prisoners.
"What are you going to do?" she asked him.
"I'm gonna fuck you," he told her, "and you are gonna love it."
At this point Corky took off his clothes. He lay on his back in the middle of the floor. Then he prepared to fuck. He jerked on his cock until it was ready to fuck. Now that it was hard, he knew it would not be difficult to stab it into her, providing he could get her in the correct position.
"Fuck me," she begged. "Fuck me."
It wasn't going to be much longer now. Corky's big cock was brushing back and forth across her body as she swung in the nylon basket. It was getting the guard excited just watching. He unzipped his fly still further and started jerking on his penis still harder. He stopped for a moment so he could reach in and pull out his balls. Cupping his balls in one hand, he pulled on his rigid cock with the other.
"Beautiful," he told her. "Baby, you're beautiful."
He had to gently push her now and then to make sure the basket kept moving back and forth across the room.
"Fuck me," she begged, "fuck me."
All at once the hard cock managed to plunge into her pussy.
"You can fuck her, Corky," the guard grinned.
Corky's penis plunged into her. It was an awkward position. There she was, stretched out in the basket. Nevertheless, he was screwing her.
"I like it, Corky," she smiled as he fucked her.
She really did. At first it seemed terrifying to take on so many men. However, she had become acclimated to it and she enjoyed it.
"Fuck hard," she begged him. "That's what I want you to do. Come on, baby, fuck."
Corky's long, hard cock was sliding into her. She enjoyed the erotic sensations being generated in her body.
"Give it to me," she begged eagerly. "Yes, Corky, yes, I want it."
She was so excited now she was trembling.
"Beautiful," she panted as she felt him coming into her, "this is what I want. I love it."
Corky was doing his best to provide every thrill he knew how. He was plunging his magnificent male member into her with vigor. Now the idea of plunging it into her asshole at the same time appealed to the Mexican guard. Going over to her, he inserted his cock to the nylon mesh.
"Fuck your ass," he said as he rudely jabbed it up her asshole.
She didn't like the idea of having the big, thick cock sliding up her rectum. It hurt like the devil. Nevertheless, there was little she could do. She was their victim. Recognizing this fact, she did the best she could to accept their torture treatment.
"Fuck," Corky panted as he pumped it in her pussy, "fuck."
The Mexican guard rutted into her asshole and didn't say a word. Instead, he reached down and gripped her firm, ripe buttocks. He squeezed the ass cheeks.
"Twist your tail for me, Dianne," he begged.
Dianne ground her hips around.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Beautiful, baby, just beautiful."
She was giving him just the kind of sex he wanted. It was wild.
As they continued this kind of erotic sex, it wasn't going to be much longer until Corky got his rocks off. He plunged it in her pussy a few more times. He could feel her vagina muscles clamping on his manhood. And then he shot his wad. Seconds later, the guard got his rocks off. He rammed it roughly up her hot, tight asshole. He was thrilled and delighted with the fact that she seemed to be responding positively to his wild sexual overtures.
"Ohhh, baby," he gasped as he rutted into her, "now you're fucking. That's the way I like it. Fuck it off."
She kept her tail twisting and grinding around. It was obvious to him that she wanted this kind of sexual experience. And he was more than willing to comply with her strange, erotic lusts.
Dianne was getting a surprise, too. For she was enjoying it herself. She liked the sticky long cock as it glided in and out of her tight ass.
"Baby, you're beautiful," the guard told her. "And you know how to use your ass. Keep your tail twisting."
She kept her hips gyrating and this pleased him.
"Yes, yes," he exclaimed, "that's the way I like it. Now you're doing it."
As she continued pivoting her ass around his long, hard cock, he came again. This made him happy-
"You've really got me worked up," he told her. The guard's hot, thick cream shooting up her asshole coated it for another man to get his rocks off.
The guard pulled his penis from her asshole and let her free. She pulled off Corky's cock which was still hard. Corky patted her gratefully and gave her her ten.
After a series of adventures like this, Dianne was limp and exhausted.
"No more," she sighed heavily. "I can't take anymore of this."
She was grateful when it was over. However, there was one man who hadn't gotten his kicks. He was the head jailer and he was determined that he would have his erotic satisfaction. Dianne was back in her cell now and he entered. He looked down at her with a demeaning glance and asked her her name. She told him her name and then looked away evasively.
"I guess you'd like to get out of here," he told her, "and maybe it will be possible. I could use my influence if I wanted to."
Hope flared in Dianne's mind as she looked up at him, smiling.
"You mean it?" she asked anxiously. "You mean, you might be able to help me get out of this hell hole?"
He nodded.
"I guess you don't like it too well here."
"I hate it," she confessed. "I hate it."
"I wonder if you would like to lick my boots," he told her.
Dianne shook her head. That was degrading and disgusting.
"You heard me," he repeated. "I said I wanted you to lick my boots."
Looking up at him, Dianne exacted a promise from him.
"If I do what you tell me, will you help me get out of here?"
For a moment the stern-jawed Mexican jailer did not respond. Finally, a small smile played about his lips and he nodded.
"If you do what I tell you, I'll help you get out of here."
That was enough encouragement to trigger Dianne's enthusiasm. Instantly she bent over. She let her tongue gently lick at his boots.
"You're doing it," he told her. "That's just the way I like it."
To her surprise, as she licked at his boots he unzipped himself. Reaching in, he got his cock. Pulling it out, he began slowly jerking on it. It was obvious this was what he enjoyed doing. Cupping his balls with one hand, he lewdly pulled his penis with the other. Dianne watched carefully as he slowly pumped away.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Just keep licking."
She saw him jerking on his thick, long penis and a strange and sudden urge to suck him came to her. However, Dianne felt it best not to express a word.
Finally, the jailer got so excited that he unfastened his belt and pulled down his pants. Next, he pulled down his shorts. Then he squatted in the cell.
"I want you to lie on your back and lick my asshole," he told her.
A sadistic smile formed on his face as he watched Dianne slowly slide on her back. She lay there now and reaching up, gripped his round ass cheeks. He lowered himself further. It was obvious he was determined to make her do all the disgusting things she despised. All at once she felt his ass over her face and she started licking.
"Lick good," he told her. "I want you to do it right."
It disgusted Dianne to have him speak like this.
But she had no time for thoughts about her personal feelings. Apparently, the only thing that mattered as far as this man was concerned, was his erotic sensations.
Dianne's hot tongue penetrated his asshole. He thrilled to the tingling sensation of her tongue sliding smoothly up his rectum.
"You're a good ass sucker," he told her. "Just keep doing it. Higher."
Dianne understood what he meant. But she was hardly prepared for what else he wanted. She felt him crushing hiss ass down over her face, smothering her. She could barely breathe.
"I can't stand it," she gasped nervously. "Ohhh, stop it."
He laughed as he pulled away.
"Just keep licking like I tell you," he told her. "I want to teach you obedience. That's very important."
He was speaking in a mock manner that totally disgusted her. She wondered how much more of this horrible torture she would have to accept.
She continued licking his awful asshole. Finally, he swung up and let his big hairy balls dangle over her nose.
"I want you to lick them," he told her, "and do a good job."
She was horrified at the evil prospect of having to lick his balls. The sweaty jailer's balls dangled over her nose.
"Don't be afraid of licking my nuts," he told her. "Some of the girls tell me they taste good."
Dianne licked his balls. How she hated and loathed this awful act. Finally he pointed his terrible penis at her. Its meaty, inflamed head indicated that he was aroused. She could see the trace of crystal cum forming at the crown of his thick, long cock.
"Lick my penis," the top man told her. "And do it nice."
Reluctantly she let her tongue slide all around his thick, big cock. Even though she couldn't stand it, she knew she had to endure it.
She continued entertaining him in this manner until he roughly rammed it down her throat.
"I'm gonna fuck your face," he told her.
She felt his gigantic cock gliding down her throat. She hated every terrifying moment of it.
"I want you to eat me," he told her. "I want you to swallow my juice."
She knew that she was being called upon to do something she despised. Nevertheless, she did her best.
"Eat it," he told her. "Suck it off."
She was sucking smoothly now. The jailer delighted to the erotic sounds she was making with her mouth.
"That's the way," he told her. "Just keep it up. I want it."
She hated being involved in what she was doing. Nevertheless, she continued.
"Come on," he told her. "That's the way. You just keep it up."
She continued licking and nibbling and sucking on him. She knew that judging from the way he was going now, it wouldn't much longer until he climaxed. That would be a wonderful moment for her. She wanted it all to end quickly.
"Eat it," he commanded. "Suck it off. That's what I want. Come on, baby, suck off my cock."
She was so excited now that she couldn't help but obey him.
"Yes, yes," he cried anxiously, "that's the way I want you to do it. Keep it up."
The lusty, erotic desires that she felt at this point carried her ever closer to a sticky climax.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "I really enjoy this. Come on."
All at once his hot juices spurted into her mouth. She gulped hungrily. She enjoyed the salty taste of his thick cum.