Chapter 6
It took Diane a while, but she finally realized that Harry was just a cruel person. Joe might have let her go, but Harry was determined that she would suffer something. She was humiliated about having to go through the arrest procedure, especially since she was dressed in the outfit she'd worn to the party. Everybody was looking at her lustfully.
The last she saw of Harry and Joe, they were walking back out to their police car, laughing.
They had already forgotten about her. The dirty-minded jailer hadn't forgot her, though. He tried to put his hands on her as he walked her back to her cell.
"Please leave me alone," she told him.
She was in no mood to be handled by the jailer. She only wanted to go to her cell and wait for Rick to come and get her out. She'd called him as soon as she'd gotten to the jailhouse.
"This is the place," the elderly jailer told her. "You might find you like it here."
"I doubt it," she said.
The jailer tried to run a hand under her skirt. She felt her skin crawl. She didn't want this ugly man to touch her. She turned around and slapped his face. She knew she had made a mistake as soon as she saw his ugly grin.
"You bitch," he said. "So you're too good for old Jake Roberts. You gave it to Joe and Harry easy enough. Why not give a little bit to me?"
She was mad as hell, and just the thought of Harry and Joe made her madder. She turned her back on the jailer.
She had made another mistake. She felt the jailer's arms around her, and he was dragging her backwards.
"You're too good for me," he laughed, holding her easily as a man might hold a baby.
"Well, I know a way to take some of the pride out of your ass!"
"Where are you taking me?" she asked.
"You'll find out, bitch," he answered.
She struggled, but it did little good. The jailer was strong for his age. He dragged her into a dark hallway and opened another cell. He pushed her inside and shut the door behind her.
"Here's a present for you, fellows," he called out.
It took her eyes a moment to adjust. Then she saw that she was in a very large cell with seven or eight bunks. Every one of the bunks held a man who was leering at her.
"What have we here?" a large, bushy-headed man said. As he walked toward her, she felt her heart pounding in fear. The man looked like someone she'd read about in the papers-a robber or rapist or somebody like that. She really felt scared.
"My name's Hank," he said. "You're a mighty pretty woman."
"Please don't hurt me," she begged.
"I wouldn't think of hurting a pretty thing like you," Hank said. "But you know, you got to be nice to me. I don't hurt people who are nice to me. Especially pretty women."
"What do you want?" she asked, although Diane knew exactly what the man would want from her.
"I been in jail three months," he said. "Some of my buddies been here even longer. It's been a long time since we had a pretty woman to play with."
Diane backed away until she could back no further. She saw the hungry look in Hank's eyes and knew she could expect no mercy from him-or any of the rest of the men in the tiny crowded cell.
She couldn't let this happen to her. She liked fucking, but not with these men, and not as tired as she already was. Diane had never been raped before, but she knew she was about to experience it.
"Please leave me alone," she begged them.
Hank laughed and grabbed a handful of her thick black hair. She tried to twist her face away as she felt his lips searching for hers. Hank only twisted her head back and pressed his hungry lips over hers. She immediately felt the hot probing of his tongue.
"Hey, Hank," someone shouted. "Save some of that for me."
She felt Hanks' big brutal hands massaging her tits. Her thin blouse was not enough to keep out the fiery feel of his fingers. She felt his tongue stabbing deep into her mouth and she had to rub hers against his to keep from choking. She could feel his excitement as he pressed his crotch against her. His big cock was practically jumping out of his trousers.
She wasn't surprised to feel other hands reaching for her body. Suddenly Hank twisted away and knocked someone spinning. She saw a man getting up off the floor with a cut on his mouth.
"You bastard!" he said.
"Take it easy, Ronald," Hank said. "You're going to get yours, but don't rush me."
Hank turned his attention back to Diane. His big hands ripped her blouse apart easily. She felt her big round tits spilling out. He grabbed them with both his hands and squeezed until she was almost in pain.
"Jesus," Hank moaned, "I haven't had a pair like yours in a long fucking time."
Hank was like a wild animal. His mouth moved down to her throat and she could feel his teeth nipping at her. His cock pressed harder against her. She felt his hands nearly squeezing her titties off.
"You goddamn hot-tittied bitch," Hank moaned.
Diane might have enjoyed it except for the knowledge that there were other men waiting their turn. Now she was more frightened than excited.
Hank took her hand and pressed it to his crotch. She felt his hot cock jumping in his trousers.
"Take it out, whore," Hank groaned. "Take my fucking prick out of my trousers before it gets too hard to take out!"
She didn't want to, but there was nothing else she could do. She unzipped his trousers and slipped her hand inside. She had no trouble wrapping her fingers around his stiff prick and pulling it out of his trousers.
"You goddamn bitch," Hank groaned as her hot fingers worked on his stiff flesh. He grabbed her head a little tighter and began to force her down to her knees. "Let's see what you can do with a real man's cock."
His prick smelled of sweat as her face was pressed into his crotch. She began licking the tip of his hot dick but that wasn't what he wanted.
"Take it in your goddamn mouth, you fucking bitch," Hank groaned. "Take it in your mouth and suck it!"
She parted her lips and took his swollen cockmeat inside. She let his cockhead run down her tongue until she had more than half his prick in her mouth. He had a big one, and she could feel it pulsating at the deepest part of her throat.
"See there, you cocksucking bitch?" he groaned. "You can do it. You can suck cock."
He grabbed her head and he began to direct her movements. He made her suck him until his cock was slippery with her spit. Then he pulled his dick out of her wet mouth.
"Take the rest of your fucking clothes off," he commanded. "I'm going to fuck that sweet snatch!"
Diane could feel her heart pounding as she pulled off the rest of her already torn clothes. She felt Hank's hands still caressing her tits and slowly forcing her the rest of the way down to the cold cement floor. Hank spread her legs. His hand covered her pussy and she felt his fingers stroking her quivering cuntlips.
"Goddamn," Hank exclaimed, "you're one classy fucking bitch!"
All of the other men in the cell had gathered around as Hank undid his trousers and pulled them off. He was between her legs in a second. She felt his powerful cock plunging all the way up her tight snatch.
"Oh God!" she gasped as she felt his balls against her asscheeks.
"I've got a big one, bitch," Hank growled, "and I know the fucking way to use it."
Hank fucked her as brutally as his powerful muscles could manage. She had been fucked roughly before, but never like this. Her ass was scraping the cement floor but Hank didn't care. He was slamming his stiff prick power fully into her furry fuckhole. He was tearing her in half.
"You bitch!" Hank erupted. "Find my fucking balls and play with them!"
She was willing to do anything to make Hank happy. She didn't want him using those powerful muscles to hurt her. She slipped her hand between their bodies and she found his cum-filled balls. She began to caress them. She could feel the tension going through Hank's body.
"Jesus," Hank groaned, "I've never had pussy like this. The bitch is making me come. She's making me fucking blow my wad! Oh shit, you bitch ... YOU MOTHERFUCKING BITCH!"
She felt Hank's thick muscles tense as he drove his cock into her as deep as he could manage. She closed her eyes and felt his hot cum spurting into her cunt. He must have had a gallon. She felt him spurting again and then going limp. His cock started to slide out of her.
"Ahhhhh Jesus," Hank said. "You're something else, bitch!"
Hank wiped his wet prick against her thighs and stood up. Diane noticed that all the men standing in the circle around her had started to get undressed. Some of them just had their cocks out but most of them were completely naked. She didn't have the courage to count them, but she had never seen so many cocks.
"Please," she begged Hank, "wasn't I good for you? Please don't let them."
"Are you kidding, bitch?" Hank asked her. "They'd tear me apart to get to you."
She saw their hungry faces-like wolves crowded around her-and she knew it was true. There was nothing in the world that could stop all these men from fucking her.
"Oh shit, baby," Ronald said. "It won't be so bad. You might like being gang-banged."
Ronald was between her legs. His mouth was hungry for her shapely tits. She heard laughter as Ronald began sucking on one of her nipples. She felt a hand stroking her thigh. She tried to roll away from it but other hands started stroking her.
"Oh please don't." Diane begged. "Please."
Nobody listened to her. Other hands stroked her thighs. She felt another hot mouth on her free titty. She felt a man's hot mouth kissing the inner parts of her thighs.
She kept wiggling to get away from them but she couldn't. They held her down, and she felt a cock sliding into her pussy. It went in so easily and suddenly that it surprised her. She gasped softly as she felt the second man start fucking her.
It was crazy to be fucked and not know who had his cock in her. There were so many men's bodies pressing her to the floor. She felt a cock rubbing across her mouth and she tried to turn her head.
"Don't try to get away, baby," a man said softly. "You're going to take it. Don't make us hurt you."
She felt a strong hand on her throat. Her breath was almost cut off. She gasped as he released her. This time she didn't try to stop the cock that pushed at her lips. She opened her mouth and swallowed the stiff cockmeat.
She wasn't surprised when she felt herself being turned onto her side. She was able to see the man who was fucking her. He was practically a teenager-or at least he looked that way. He had golden curls and very blue eyes. He could have been one of her neighbors' children.
She felt a cock against her asshole. She shut her eyes. God, this couldn't be happening to her-not all these men at once. It just couldn't be happening.
The man behind her had no trouble forcing his cock into her asshole. She felt him sliding his cock into her tight shitter all the way to his heavy balls. The three men began to fuck her like she was an animal. They pounded their cocks into her three holes, and she had never felt so much cockmeat at one time. Her body was being bruised but there was nothing she could do.
It was insane. It just couldn't happen, but it was happening.
She thought it was the final straw when she felt a hard cock being pressed into the palm of her hand. She tried to draw her hand back. A man's strong fingers grabbed hers and twisted her fingers until she winced in pain. This time she gave him no trouble when he forced his prick into her hand.
She tightened her fingers around his cockmeat and began jerking him off. At the same time she felt the man in her cunt start to fuck her violently. He was ramming into her like a piston, and she could feel his cock getting fatter.
"Baby!" he yelled. "Oh God, baby, I'm coming. I'm going to shoot my fucking wad! Shit, it feels good. SHIIIIT!"
She felt his cum pouring into her. She felt cum dripping out between her thighs. She wasn't ready when the young boy drove his cock into her mouth and she tasted his cockcream. She gagged and started gobbling his thick cum as it spurted out of his cock. He pulled back suddenly and let some of his sticky jism run down her chin. He pushed his cock back into her mouth to let her lick it clean.
"You sweet bitch," he moaned, "I've never had a blowjob like that before!"
The young man rubbed his cock against her face once more. Then she felt him being pulled backwards. The man who had been fucking her hand now pressed his cock into her mouth. She took it without protest. She felt battered and bruised, but she knew there was no way she could fight these men. She had to give in.
"Jesus!" the man in her asshole cried. "Oh Jesus fuck, this feels nice ... so nice!"
She felt his cum spurting into her asshole. She almost blacked out but the men didn't seem to care. One man would leave a hole and another man would quickly take his place. She had never been fucked so brutally by so many men. She didn't know how many dicks she had sucked in the thirty minutes she was in the cell. She still had no idea of how many men were in the cell. She only knew that they fucked her every hole again and again until she felt full of cum.
She finally was left alone, and she opened her eyes again. The men stood around her, working their cocks. She realized what was happening but she couldn't move to get away from it. Suddenly a dozen cocks spurted cum into the air, and she felt clinging jism all over her body. She was soaked in the sticky jism. She felt it clinging to her face and hair and covering her titties and belly and her pussyhair.
She saw Hank bending over her.
"This is what we think of proud-assed bitches," Hank said. "The next time a man wants a piece of ass from you, you better think of us. Give it to him, bitch! He deserves it, hole!"
Diane nodded. She had learned her lesson. She knew Hank was talking about the jailer. She would give it to whomever asked, as long as she was in jail. God, she would give it to the jailer if he asked again. She would throw a fuck on him he would never forget.
She never wanted to be taught a lesson like this again.