Chapter 11
When Julia was back in her prison cell, she couldn't help remember the images of all the men she had accommodated sexually. Being a whore would not be such a bad profession, she thought to herself. Certainly it would have its terrifying moments. Overall she didn't think it would be excruciating torture.
However she hated the idea of being put on a fucking machine. That left an awful imprint in her imagination. She hated it when they would light matches and let them burn near her breasts. But worst of all, she recalled all to vividly the night that they placed a match in front of her pussy thatch. She was afraid she was going to burn up. She wondered whether or not she would ever get free. She was supposed to be going to trial shortly. But in the meantime there was this terrible waiting and wondering.
When a guard brought her a gift a couple of days later, she opened it. She wondered what on earth it could be. "Why thank you," she told him. If she had waited to properly open the gift, she might not have thanked him at all. For it was a vibrating dildo. "Why the fuck did you bring me a thing like this?" she demanded tightly. "You can always use it," he told her. "Use it, my ass," Julia quipped. "What do I need a dildo for? All of the men in this jail have been fucking me. The thing I don't need is another cock."
"This dildo is a vibrator. It will keep your pussy muscles tight. You have to keep exercising."
"My pussy muscles get more exercise than they need," she shook her head angrily. The guard chuckled. "Let's just say I would enjoy watching you insert it in your vagina." Julia understood. He made her strip. Then he watched as she inserted the pink, plastic, vibrating dildo into her hole. "Grab it with your pussy," he told her. "I want to see those muscles clamp on it."
"You're sick," Julia told him frankly. "I'm horny," he smiled, "and I want to watch you fuck that dildo." At this point she felt like pulling the dildo from her pussy and throwing it at him. But she didn't. "I want you to bring yourself off," he told her. "and then I want to lick it." Julia shook her head in disbelief.
"What can't you think of next?" she shuddered. "It seems as if you spend all your time figuring out ways to fuck me." The guard grinned. Slowly unzipping his fly as he watched Julia stabbing the plastic cock into herself, he finally reached for his penis. Pulling it out, he began stroking himself. Reaching in, he brought out his balls. Cupping his balls in one hand, he jerked on his manhood with the other. At the same time he watched Julia sliding the dildo into her vagina.
"I want that pussy juice," he told her. "I'm a pussy eater." Shaking her head grimly, Julia continued shoving the plastic cock into herself. How disgusting, she thought. What was next? She went on sliding the dildo into her vagina. When she got it hot enough, she figured he would get his charges. "I hope you're getting your kicks," she told him.
Apparently he was. For his manhood was swelling up to a huge size. She could see the tip about to drip. Suddenly she felt the urge to suck him off. But she was not about to say one word. He had put her through enough hell. Now he got excited. For he could see she was almost there. Closing her eyes, Julia put herself into an erotic frenzy. She pumped hard. The vibrating dildo was creating waves of erotic sensation within the walls of her velvety vagina. Suddenly the juices were trickling down her inner thigh. The guard came over. Hastily he pulled the dildo out of her vagina. He licked it as he stood there.
"Enjoy yourself," she said cryptically. The guard did enjoy himself. The keen taste of her pungent pussy juices thrilled him.
Now he wanted to fuck her. He wasted no time. He didn't bother to undress. He just walked forward and told her to throw her legs around her waist because he was going to fuck her. Plunging his manhood into her sticky pussy hold, he began ramming hard.
Julia threw her legs around his waist and he fucked her. Her hands reached back to grip his ass cheeks. "Come on," he told her, "fuck. That's the way I like it. Fuck it." The erotic excitement that he was experiencing brought him a tremendous climax. "Yes," he told her, "that's the way I like it. Now you're doing it. Come on, fuck it." The keen pleasure that he was discovering at this point had him turned on. "Ohhh, baby," he told her, "now you're doing it. Fuck it. Fuck it." He could hardly stand it now. "That's the way to do it," he told her. "Fuck. Ohhh, baby, I love it. Fuck it off." He continued ramming it to her. "Ohhh," he gasped, "now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Fuck." His voice was lusty as his hands clutched at her ass cheeks. She rocked back and forth. She liked his cock as he socked it to her. "Give it to me," she asked in a husky, lusty voice. Finally Julia realized she was becoming like a whore tramp. She wanted it. She couldn't get enough. She was begging for it. "Fuck me," she begged anxiously. "Fuck me." In and out the guard's thick manhood plunged. Then she felt him juicing. "Ohhh, I'm cumming," the guard grunted as he rocked into her.
When she pulled away from him he insisted that she suck his dripping cock. Dropping to her knees, Julia clutched his cock. She licked her own love juices mingled with his as she sucked him off.
The guard grinned and thanked her.
She was left alone now with her troubling thoughts. She remembered all too vividly the mistake she had made when she'd agreed to become the real connection for a heroin run. How she hated herself for doing it. She had degenerated into a slut whore type. And this annoyed her. She knew that never again could she accept one man. She understood why women were constantly warning against becoming a whore. She recognized it must be because it was so much fun that a woman having experienced sex with many men could never settle for one man. Or was she different? Perhaps the whore lay just beneath the surface. Maybe these guards had brought it to vivid light. Maybe it really wasn't anything more than her natural self at last springing to life. She'd always been a subdued child. Her parents had controlled her, she realized. And this annoyed and troubled her.
A few days later, Julia figured she would have her trial. She did, but then it was postponed. That bothered her. How much more hell could she take? The attorney suggested that they get together at his place. She went over to his home in the company of a guard. When she got to his plush Rio residence, she realized what a fabulous life some of the wealthy people in that city enjoyed. There was a beautiful aqua-blue pool in the rear yard. And the attorney suggested they all could strip and go swimming.
The Brazilian guard was more than happy to undress. Julia took off all of her clothes and the three of them went into the swimming pool. As she swam back and forth, the guard and attorney admired her generous bosoms and curvaceous ass cheeks. For they were thinking of all of the ways they could fuck her.
"I want to water fuck her first," the attorney said. She pulled out of the far end of the pool just in time to hear that. "Water fuck?" she asked. "Sure," he told her. "Hasn't anyone ever fucked you in a swimming pool?"
She shook her head. It didn't take her lover long now. He was eager to demonstrate his prowess to her. He swam to where she was. He pulled her into the pool. And then he plunged his cock into her vagina under water. It did create a strange kind of friction as he fucked her. They were making waves.
"Look at us," the attorney smiled as he reached up to fondle her slippery breasts. "We're making waves." Julia glanced down at the beautiful blue water. Sure, enough, at the attorney's rigid cock jabbed into her pussy, they were indeed making waves. "Fuck me," Julia begged as she reached for his ass cheeks. "Fuck me."
The attorney loved to fuck his female clients. For he recognized that they were eager to have him represent their interest. And they could combine their survival instinct with their sexual instincts. And it would make a delightful combination.
"When I jab it to the left," the attorney suggested, "you twist your ass to the right. That's corkscrew fucking."
She certainly was learning enough ways to make it, she recognized. And she didn't mind it at all. As he plunged his rigid cock to the right, she twisted her ass around to the left.
"That's it," he told her, "just keep doing that. Oh, yes, fuck it." He would ride it in one direction and she would twist around in the other. "That feels real good," he told her. "Just keep it up." Julia continued twisting her tail. She liked having his hands grasping her bottom. "Squeeze my ass cheeks," she told him. "That's how I want it. Yes." He was industriously driving it into her now. "Keep fucking me," she begged him anxiously. "Fuck. Ohhh, yes. That's what I want you to do. Give me a good screw." The fantastic pleasure of his penis driving into her was bringing her closer, ever closer, to a climax. "Now you're doing it," he told her. "Oh, Julia, baby, I made it." As he shot his wad, he pinched her nipples. "Beautiful," he told her. "You sure know how to give a man a good fuck." Julia was pleased with her performance.
He fixed her something to eat and they drank champagne. All at once, being in prison didn't seem so terrifying. Going up to his bedroom, however, was another story. For there he had a rack.
"What is this for?" she asked as she looked at the strange item. "That's to pull you apart," he told her. "What are you talking about?"
"Well, not completely apart," he chuckled, "or we couldn't fuck you. But it's enough to give you a jolt. Here, let me try it."
Julia knew that she was in no position to complain. She submitted to the indecent torture of being tied to the small wooden rack. Once she was secure, he began turning it. The awful sound of the axles grinding as he turned, tortured her.
"Feel it?" he smiled. "Do you feel the tug of the rack?" She nodded.
"Yes, and it feels like hell. Damn it, stop it." He didn't stop. Instead, he continued. "I don't feel anything," he laughed as he went on torturing her. Julia was never so angry. Didn't he have any decency? Maybe he was going to kill her. Maybe he would pull her apart. She had seen the rack used once at a stage show in Vegas. It was a re-enactment of the French revolution. She had seen it up there with the guillotine chopping heads off for entertainment. Fortunately, it was a plastic head and it was a plastic person placed on the rack. But here it was real flesh and blood being pulled apart on the rack. How far would her go? Looking at the guard, Julia pleaded.
"Tell him to stop. It hurts me." The guard just grinned. He came over and pinched her tits. "Doesn't it feel good, honey?" She shook her head as tears streamed down her face. "Stop it, damn it," she begged. "I've been good to you, now stop it!" Finally he did stop. As he stopped the rack and finally released her, she heaved a sigh of relief. "You didn't really think we were going to pull you apart, did you?" the attorney laughed as he got on the bed, waiting for her to join him. "How would I know?' she asked sullenly. A moment later the guard got on, too. "I want to fuck your pussy while the guard screws your asshole," the man told her. "I like three-way fucking."
"You like everything that is sick," Julia said angrily. "That's the truth of it and you know it is." The attorney didn't seem angry. Instead, he only agreed with her. "Yes, I guess that's the truth," he told her. "Unless it is pretty far out, I don't enjoy it." Julia wished that he could be normal. Why did he have to be so warped and sick and twisted?
But she was hardly in any position to complain, and she knew this. The attorney wasted no time in letting her know how he expected her to do it. He lay on his back and pumped his cock a couple of times until it was hard. Then he suggested she might suck it to total life. "Wait just a minute," he told the guard as he parted his legs and let Julia crawl down between then.
Julia figured she would give him everything. She flipped her tongue around his ass crack and he loved it. At the same time she reached up for his cock and began slowly massaging and stroking it.
"Keep it up," he told her. "That's the way. I like that." She continued pulling on his penis. "Now you're doing it," he told her. "That's beautiful. Yes. Keep it up." This was the kind of special excitement that he liked. "Ohhh, baby," he told her, "that's what I want. Suck my asshole."
Julia sucked his ass good. Then she worked up to his balls. She licked on his big testicles. And next she blew him. He enjoyed the sight of her mouth slipping up and down on his thick, long penis.
"Keep it up," he told her. "Keep sucking my cock. Just like you're doing it now." Julia was enjoying herself. And he was enjoying it intensely, too. "Ohhh, baby," he told her, "swing your pussy over my pecker. I want to shoot my wad in your cunt."
Julia didn't appreciate him calling it a cunt. Nevertheless, she wasn't in a position she would prefer having him tag it "pussy." She slipped her vagina over his cock now. And then the guard who had been jacking off and oiling his penis to get it slippery and ready to ease up her asshole, mounted her behind. Gripping her hips he eased his thick, long, slippery cock between her ass cheeks. It did feel nice to have the invasion of one cock in her pussy and the other sliding up her asshole. She wiggled as both men fucked.
"Give it to me," she insisted. "Fuck me. Yes, yes." They were ramming it into her now with hard drives. "That's what I want," he told her. "Now you're fucking. Fuck it." With determination and zest they were giving it to her just the way she wanted it.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's what I want. Fuck it. Fuck it off!" The excitement that they were experiencing now was carrying them closer, ever closer to a climax.
"Keep fucking," he told her. "That's what I want you to do. Fuck it." He was ramming it into her with hard, mean strokes. "Up your ass!" the guard gasped as he gripped her twisting ass cheeks. He enjoyed the sight of her beautiful behind rocking back and forth as he socked it in her asshole. "Beautiful," he told her. "That's the way I like it. Oh, baby, fuck it."
The keen, erotic pleasure that he was experiencing now was bringing him closer, ever closer to climax. He enjoyed sliding his cock in her ass as far as it would go. He liked clasping her round, curvaceous bottom. He squeezed her ass cheeks roughly. He let his fingernails bite down into her buttocks.
"Fuck," he told her. "Fuck it."
Julia knew what was expected of her. She twisted her tail for the guard. At the same time she twisted her ass, she was taking the penis in her pussy along for the trip. And this produced waves of erotic pleasure in the attorney.
"Brush your tits back and forth across my chest," the attorney suggested. "I'd like that, honey. Just do that for me."
Pleased to do anything she could to give him the kind of erotic pleasure that he required, Julia accommodated his request. She swung her beautiful bosoms back and forth across his chest. He could tell the nipples were becoming erect. This indicated to him just how much she seemed to be enjoying it.
"Yes, yes," he cried anxiously, "fuck. Fuck." She went on pumping. And it was going to give him the kind of erotic satisfaction that he sought. "Baby," he told her, "that's the way I like it. Now you're doing it. Just keep it up. Keep it up." She swung her ass back and forth as he went on slamming into her.
"You've got a mighty tight ass," the guard gasped as he fucked roughly. Julia realized he was stretching her ass to the limit. He had a massive cock. She never did understand how he could get it completely up there.
"Ohhh, wow!" he groaned. "That is fantastic. Now you're doing it. Just like that. Come on, baby. Fuck it. Fuck it." She continued churning her ass around. "Ohhh, baby," the guard gasped, "now you're doing it. Just like that. Oh, lover."
Finally the guard got his gun off. As his thick, long penis stabbed without mercy into her asshole, the attorney could feel it. There was just a thin sheath of flesh dividing their penises. That was why the attorney enjoyed this kind of erotic action. For he could have the exciting, pulsating sensations of another man's penis fucking while he was doing it. When they did it in rhythm together it was like a performance. Julia felt herself cumming a second later. Her hot pussy juices made it slick and easy for the attorney's cock to roll into her. The attorney roughly thrust now. "Keep moving," he told her. "That's beautiful. Oh, baby, I love it." He was finishing her off now and she was pleased. "Yes," he told her, "wonderful."
The guard was the first to slip his cock out of her asshole. Some of his cum dripped on her bare bottom. He whipped it off with his hand. Then Julia pulled off the attorney. The three of them walked from the bedroom down to the living room. The maid began serving them food. It made Julia feel awkward to have another woman present. Nevertheless, she tried to remain casual, even though she was naked. It wasn't easy.