Chapter 11
A few weeks later when there was another raid on the brothel, Jill was taken back to prison. This really got her upset. She had hoped she could eventually find her way to freedom. Her high hopes were dashed on the rocks of ugly reality now. She knew what she had to face. And it wasn't pleasant.
Back in her prison cell she hoped she could entice anyone to carry on with her that she could. But it wasn't easy. She was taken down to the truth room. "When we find someone who doesn't like to talk," the chief guard explained, "we are then forced to use pressure. But we don't like to."
Jill shook her head indignantly.
"Yes, I'm sure this hurts you a lot."
That got the guard angry.
"Take off your clothes, young lady," he ordered her, "and let me teach you something about discipline. I can see that you need some instruction on this subject."
She tried to talk him out of it, but it wasn't going to work.
"I said, remove your clothes," the guard repeated angrily.
Jill took off her clothes. The guard looked at her lustfully.
"Go over there," he told her, "against the wall."
As she stood against the wall, the guard picked up a nearby telephone.
"Pick out the horniest prisoner in the place," the guard said, "and bring him in here. I want to watch this."
Jill turned to confront her captor.
"I won't make any trouble if you will just leave me alone," she begged anxiously.
Shaking his head, he lit a cigaret.
"No, no," Jill exclaimed as he came toward her with a cigaret butt.
He pressed the butt to her bosom flesh.
"Quit it," she begged. "I will do anything, but don't scar me."
The guard looked at her hotly now.
"If you will just listen to me," he told her, "I will take care of you."
At that point the prisoner he had ordered to be brought to the cell was there.
"Take off your clothes," the guard told the prisoner roughly.
Obediently the dark-skinned prisoner stripped. When he looked at the hot, blonde girl, he felt his balls tingle with erotic excitement.
"You might as well do some good when you're here," the guard said. "You should give him a blow job. Get on your knees and crawl over to him. Then grab his prick and slip it in your mouth and suck him off. He'll love that."
Jill obediently got on her knees. Naked now, she crawled over to the guard.
"Lick his feet," the guard commanded.
That was too much. Jill was not going to lick the prisoner's filthy feet. But the guard thought otherwise. Coming over to her, he lashed across her back with his tough belt.
"When I say do something," he told her angrily, "you do it!"
She got the point. Her mouth went down to his feet. She began licking at them. The prisoner grinned. It made him feel pleased to have some attention at last.
"Now lick his legs," the guard demanded angrily.
Jill licked at his legs.
"You squat," the guard told the prisoner.
The prisoner squatted.
"Lick his inner thighs," he ordered with a sadistic smile.
Jill licked the prisoner's hot, inner thighs.
"Now grab his ass cheeks," the guard commanded, "and lick out his asshole for him."
The prisoner kept lowering his buttocks over her face. She manipulated his cock while she ate his ass for him.
"Tongue fuck it," he demanded.
Her tongue swung into action. She kept it thrusting up his hot, tight rectum. That got him going.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Tongue it. Get your tongue right in there. Do a good job on my sweet asshole, baby."
She was enjoying herself now and so was he.
"You jack off," the guard told the prisoner, "and she will finger your balls and suck your asshole."
Jill's fingers manipulated around his testicles. And at the same time she was giving him an ass fuck with her tongue he could never forget.
As he kept on entertaining her in this erotic manner, he got so horny he could hardly stand it.
"Keep it up," he begged anxiously. "Keep tongue fucking me."
Her tongue continued slipping up the prisoner's asshole. Her hands went on smoothly manipulating his balls. And all the while the prisoner was jerking on his pulsating, long penis.
"That's how you do it," he smiled at her.
She kept her tongue sliding up his ass and he went on grabbing at his prick.
Now the prisoner's horny cock was ready to explode. The guard understood.
"You can quit jacking off now," he explained to the prisoner, "and stuff you prick in her mouth. She's ready for you."
This pleased the prisoner, for he was very anxious to have her eat his cock. Releasing his grip on his shaft he aimed it for Jill's hot, willing mouth. Her lips opened up. The man stabbed his penis forward. Grabbing the girl's blonde hair he held her as he forcefully fucked her face.
The guard figured that it might be exciting to whip the prisoner's ass as he fucked her face. This would make him screw faster. Lashing his belt across the prisoner's bare ass cheeks, he watched. Sure enough, it was working. The prisoner increased the tempo of his cock stabs in her mouth. Out of the corner of her eye, Jill looked up at the impossible guard. She wished she could kill him. But she didn't have any chance now. For here she was on her knees, accepting this big prick and taking it.
Viciously the guard continued lashing the man's buttocks. And he went on slamming his prick in her face until he exploded. Hot streams of cum surged in her mouth and she ate him.
Once he had finished giving her a good, hot face fuck, the guard dismissed him. Another prisoner was brought in. The guard calculated it would be an interesting sight to see her sodomized. For this prisoner was know in all of the jail for his mammoth-sized cock.
"I think you would enjoy having her," the guard smiled and nodded at the horny prisoner, "and I'm interested in seeing you sodomize her asshole."
Jill was beginning to get fearful over what lay in store for her now.
"Stand up," the guard told Jill.
Jill stood up near the prisoner with the huge penis.
"Bend over," he demanded.
The blonde bent over. The hot prisoner gripped the young girl's ass cheeks.
"Use your spit to coat your cock," the guard told the prisoner
Spitting in his hand, he applied his own juices to his cock. Then gripping Jill's buttocks he flipped his prick right between her ass cheeks. Shoving in hard now he began giving her a wild fuck.
"Fuck it," he told her excitedly. "Fuck."
He kept shoving his-mammoth cock up her asshole. She enjoyed the stimulating sensation of his big prick slipping up her ass crack.
"Fuck," he exclaimed passionately. "Fuck it, baby, fuck."
It was terrible bending over this way. Jill's back ached and her ass was sore as the powerful penis drove up her rectum. At this point the guard got so excited he knew what he had to do. Unzipping his fly he reached for his own hard cock. He began jacking off while he watched.
The young girl kept her tail twisting. She figured she might as well put all the action in her ass she knew how. Perhaps that would get him off quicker.
As her tail twisted around, she kept her eyes closed. It made it easier not to see what was happening. Amazingly enough, it did feel good after awhile. For the big prick was driving in with rhythmic, hard strokes.
"Fuck me, fuck me," Jill finally begged him.
Her blonde buttocks bucked back to meet him. The prisoner clasped her round ass cheeks. Holding her tightly he slammed in with penetrating cock stabs. He got it farther up her asshole than anyone else had ever been. It was a torturous sensation. However, she was determined not to stop pleasing him.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," the prisoner panted as he rutted deep up her ass.
All the while this was happening, the guard was jerking on his penis. He was so hot now he was afraid he'd cum. He wanted to molest her after she had finished giving this prisoner a tight ass fuck.
The prisoner plunged his penis in all the way.
"Fuck it," he panted as he went on pumping, "fuck. Keep your ass twisting."
Letting his fingernails claw into her ass cheeks, he came. The hot rush of cum up her asshole actually felt good to her. It told her she had provided him with the pleasure he sought.
He pulled his prick out of her asshole. The guard went over to her quickly.
"I'm gonna have her now," he smiled.
The prisoner asked if he could get underneath her and eat her pussy.
"Sure," the guard agreed.
Now the guard stood behind her. He gripped her buttocks and gently eased his prick between them. Finally he rammed hard. He got his cock inside of her and jabbed it vigorously. At the same time the prisoner was on his knees in front of her crotch. He raised up so he could lick her pussy.
"Suck me, suck me," Jill panted as she pushed her pelvis forward.
She always did enjoy having someone licking at her snatch. But getting it two ways really was exciting and stimulating.
The prisoner knew how to use his tongue so as to stimulate her. He would time his tongue stabs to the guard's stabs. They were building a rhythm together. Jill knew what was important to do. She didn't twist her hips wildly. Instead, she gently rocked back and forth, trying to give them both the ultimate in sexual pleasure.
The guard's hard cock shoved in all the way. He held it there and told her to tighten her ass grip on his throbbing penis.
Jill utilized her ass muscles. She squeezed the guard's hard prick, deeply imbedded in her butt. That pleased him. Soon he was pumping it in and out vigorously. His big balls bounced on her round ass cheeks.
"Fuck me, fuck me," she cried anxiously.
Clamping his hands on her ass cheeks, he stabbed up her butt without mercy. His big balls banged against her smooth ass as he came.
"Yes, yes," she cried anxiously, "I want it. Screw me.
The delicious pleasure she felt now had her trembling. She juiced in the prisoner's face. The prisoner's hot tongue flipped inside of her as he ate her up.
After the guard had pulled his prick out of her ass and the prisoner had pulled his tongue away from her crotch, Jill was so exhausted she asked for permission to lie down on the floor. That seemed like a great privilege.
"Oh, sure," the guard said.
Now that he had gotten his rocks off, he was much more pleasant and agreeable.
Jill was taken back to her cell. Once more the days seemed to crawl by like years. Finally she was granted a court hearing. It was brief and blunt. She was asked if the luggage was hers that was presented as evidence. She nodded and didn't say a word.
"Speak up," the judge ordered her.
"Yes, that is mine," she nodded sadly.
"And were you or were you not carrying hashish?" the judge asked sternly.
"I was," Jill admitted.
As the trial stretched on, she realized what a serious thing it was to be found with drugs in your possession in Spain.
"Young lady," the judge told her, "I'm going to sentence you to ninety more days in jail. You're very fortunate. We are trying to help you. But you have not cooperated by giving us any links for drug suppliers you may have been working for."
When Jill was led out of the courtroom, her eyes blurred with tears. She knew what lay ahead of her, and it was this knowledge that had her fearful. However, she tried her best to remain calm. There was no other way.
She hated the idea of being locked up for ninety more days in that terrible prison cell, but she concluded there was no way out of her dilemma. She would have to serve her sentence at the mercy of the prison guards and their demented sexual lusts.