Chapter 6
That night when Julia was back in her cell, she felt guilty as hell. She knew she was doing the wrong thing. She had been brought up to be a good girl. And it was bothering her conscience that she was carrying on like this. Nevertheless, she was trying her best to do the right thing.
"I really enjoy this," she thought to herself. The next day she got another surprise. For the prison guard told her that he wanted her to earn some money for him. "How could I earn any money for you?. "
"Some businessmen are coming here tomorrow," he told her, "and they want a girl. They want a girl who isn't afraid to have sex."
"How many men do I have to make it with?" He shrugged. "I don't know," he told her. "But don't worry about it. You can take them one at a time." Julia shook her head. "I'm not your whore."
"You want to get out of here, don't you?"
"You know I do," she assured him. "I hate it here."
"I'm only trying to help you," he told her. "I will be able to get an attorney who will fight for you if you have some money. But if you have no money, what are you going to do?"
Over and over Julia hated herself for risking being a drug smuggler. She had gotten caught and now she was having to pay the price.
"All right," she nodded, "but I've got to have some of the money. I can't do things and have somebody else take everything. Not when I need it so bad for a lawyer to defend me."
The guard nodded and smiled at her. "I'm glad that you understand I want to help you," he told her. At this point she was more than willing to cooperate with him.
"Let me tell you something," he told her. "You are going to have an opportunity now that you've never had before. An opportunity to prove to everyone that you are a good fuck. But it is important that you do everything they tell you to. Don't have any hang-ups."
"What will they ask me to do?" Julia asked curiously, suddenly fearful of the extent to which they would force her to perform sexually. "Don't worry about it," he told her. "You'll find out soon enough." That night she couldn't sleep. She was worried. Even though she didn't have to do anything until Friday night, she was disturbed.
When they took her to the big hotel, they still kept her blindfolded. They took her in a back door and deliberately wouldn't let her see where she was going. Obviously, she thought to herself, they were fearful that if she ever told anybody and identified the place where she was taken, she would make trouble.
When she finally was able to see when the blindfold was removed, she observed she was in a beautiful suite in a fashionable hotel. The blue carpeting and the white walls and huge king-size bed with the blue bedspread all indicated it was a place of money.
She hadn't been in there but a few minutes than her former guard lover Carlos appeared. "Hello, Julia," he grinned rather sheepishly. "Carlos, are you in this operation?" Julia demanded nervously. "Yes," he told her, "but I'm helping you get your freedom. You are going to get some of the money. Rather, your lawyer is." She suddenly felt an urge to thank him. Throwing her arms around him, she was momentarily distracted by the fear she felt at what she would be called upon to do. "Thank you, Carlos," she told him, "thank you. You know I appreciate your help." As Carlos embraced her, she felt his thick, long penis pressing against her body. It did ignite and excite her.
"I want you first," he told her. "I want you before all of the others." Reaching down, Carlos wasted no time. He began unzipping himself. Proudly pulling out his manhood, he exposed himself to her. She felt almost as if he were a flasher trying to seduce her.
"On your knees," he told her. "We don't have much time."
She dropped to her knees. But before he guided his manhood into her mouth, he decided he would take off all of his clothes from his waist down. He stood there now, almost completely naked.
"I'm gonna fuck you and fuck you good," he told her.
All at once she was confronted with his body. He reached for her head and guided his thick, long cock into her mouth. She sucked on it a moment or two and then he told her he wanted to sit on her face.
She lay back so Carlos could conveniently sit on her face. She gripped his curving ass cheeks and held on tightly as he pumped his asshole at her. Her hot tongue swung into action. She tongue fucked on his asshole until he was so excited he was shaking. She knew that he wanted her to accommodate him.
Her tongue continued gliding and sliding up his asshole while he gently stroked himself. Now he was ready. "Pull your tongue out," Carlos told her. "I'm gonna feed you cock."
He turned around and positioned himself so he could easily slip into her mouth. She clasped his bare bottom and squeezed his ass cheeks as he stabbed forward. Carlos enjoyed watching his thick, long cock glide into her mouth. He liked it when her hands squeezed his ass cheeks.
"You are doing a good job," he smiled. He would pull his long, thick penis as far out of her mouth as he could without letting it slip out completely. "Now you're doing it just fine," he told her. "Just keep that up." She was tickling his testicles as she continued sucking his penis. She could taste the juice starting to form at the tip of his cock shaft. "Eat it," he urged her on. "Suck. Suck me off. Ohhh, yes, yes."
His balls were ready to explode. She fingered his asshole as he finally plunged down her throat. "Ohhh," he groaned, "suck it off. Now you're doing it. Eat it." The hot, thick cum load tasted good to her. By the time she had finished sucking him off, Carlos realized she would have to get ready for the customers.
"You tasted good to me," she whispered nervously.
She had gotten acclimated to the taste of Carlos's cock. She didn't mind sucking him. Bui it bothered her just thinking about taking on anyone else. Nevertheless, she tried her best to relax. She knew that if she were going to survive, she would have to acclimate herself to anything.
Carlos got dressed and left her alone. She took a refreshing shower and stretched out naked across the bed. About an hour later an American business man entered the room. She wanted desperately to tell him about her plight. But that was wrecked. For Carlos came in and told the guard that he had to stay there and watch. The man didn't seem to mind.
"You can join in," he told Carlos, "if you want to. It's up to you." Julia realized her plight was great. But she still hoped that somehow she could relay a message to the American businessman that she was in desperate trouble. She let her hands run through her blonde hair as she lay back on the bed. The businessman looked at her and smiled. "I'm very lucky to get a girl like you," he told her. "Very lucky indeed."
She said nothing. She was afraid. When he had finished undressing, he began telling her what he expected. He got behind her and began playing with her ass cheeks. Soon he had his head buried between her buttocks. He was kissing her ass crack.
"Ohhh, it feels good to lick your ass," he told her. "I really like to taste it." It was getting Carlos horny watching. "You can join in," the man suggested. "I'm gonna screw her asshole. If you want to stick your prick up her pussy, go ahead."
The Brazilian prison guard stripped. Now the three of them were bare-ass naked on the bed. It did not take Carlos long to let his lusty desires be known. Hastily he got on the bed on his back.
"Mount his cock," the businessman insisted. The naked blonde mounted her Brazilian guard lover. She gripped his cock and slid down smoothly. "Now fuck," Carlos smiled as he gripped her buttocks.
Seeing another man aroused by her body stimulated and whetted his sexual lusts and depraved desires. The businessman, however, had his own sadistic sex trip. He was fitting a French tickler on his penis tip. It was a good thing that Julia didn't see this. For if she had known what she had to go through, she would have leaped off the guard instantly.
"I'm gonna fuck it nice and slow," the businessman said in a caressing voice. Now he plunged his French-tickler-tipped cock rapidly forward. "Ouch!" Julia exclaimed. "You're killing me." Indeed it seemed to her as if it would split her in two. She hated what he was doing. Nevertheless, she tried her best to control herself. "I hate you," she exclaimed anxiously, "I hate you."
Carlos knew very well what the man was doing. This was precisely why he was being paid extra. He thought he could use a South American girl to subdue his sexual depraved desires that he couldn't satisfy at home. As the French tickler tugged at her tight anal channel and hurt her some more, she cried. This only got Carlos more excited and it made the other man delighted, too.
"You have feeling," he observed as he plunged ruthlessly up her asshole. "Keep twisting your butt, baby. It will go off quicker. Cooperate." Amidst the ravaging pain that she felt, she cooperated. What a demon to use a French tickler on his cock as he slipped it up her asshole. It was bad enough shoving that huge hunk of meat up her behind. It was far worse using the French tickler.
"Fuck it," the businessman gasped as he grunted and rutted into her, "fuck it. Now, now." He was ramming it home hard. "Yes, yes," he cried eagerly, "that's the way. Fuck it off. Now you're doing it." She was becoming hotter and more aroused every moment. "Yes, yes," he cried anxiously, "that's what I want." The erotic sensations that surged through her body now had her trembling. "Fuck it," he panted as he rutted into her, "fuck it." She was getting it from both sides. Her pussy muscles clasped Carlos's sliding cock. "Now you're doing it," he told her. "Fuck it. Yes, yes." They were getting hotter and hornier every instant. "Ohhh, beautiful," he told her. "That's the way I like it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
In spite of the pain, Julia was managing to let her pussy muscles clamp on Carlos's sliding cock. At the same time she was twisting her tail to provide erotic excitement for her other lover.
"Ohhh," he groaned, "that's what I like. Now you're doing it. Fuck it. Fuck it off." Their depraved lovemaking continued. "Oh, wow," he exclaimed, "that's how you do it. Come on, baby, fuck it off. Now you're doing it. Fuck it." The erotic pleasure that he felt was carrying him ever closer to a sticky climax. "Yes, yes," he told her, "now you're doing it. Beautiful."
The stimulating thrills of getting an ass fuck with a French tickler pleased the businessman. He was ramming it in now without inhibition. He wanted to get his kicks any way he could. He was insensitive to what she felt. He only knew what he wanted to do.
"Baby," he gasped as he rutted into her harder, "that's the way to do it. Fuck it off. Fuck off." The delicious excitement now had him on the brink of climax. Suddenly his cock exploded in her asshole. Hot streams of white, creamy cum shot up her behind. The erotic thrills that he has experienced had carried him to climax. And suddenly Carlos was getting his gun off, too. Speeding up the tempo of his cock stabs into her pussy, he plunged forward, ravishing her hot hole.
"Fuck off!" he exclaimed as he got his wad off. The businessman pulled out of her ass. She still felt pain there.
"She's a nice girl," he smiled. Before he left, he gave two hundred dollars to the guard. Carlos looked at the money hungrily.
"I will put fifty of this toward your lawyer fees," he assured her. She nodded.
"You'd better," she shook her head. "I couldn't take many more men like that. That was awful. He was really tearing up my asshole with that damn cock of his. It was no fun for me."
"I'm sorry," Carlos shook his head. "I really am." It bothered Julia that she had to go through such suffering. It had become almost an endurance test. "You're beautiful," Carlos observed.
The dark-skinned native Brazilian was greatly attracted to the beautiful blonde. He liked her fair hair and blue eyes and her pale skin. But most of all he liked the fact that he could screw her any way he wanted to do it.
"You're beautiful," he told her. "You are."
"Why don't you let me go?" she asked anxiously. "I would send you money from the States."
"No way," he grinned. "I would," she insisted. "I've heard that before. I know you American girls. You'll promise anything just to get out of jail. But I won't buy it."