Chapter 1
Shana McCoy tossed fitfully in her sleep, weighted by the pair of heavy steel bands shackled around her slender wrists and the foot of thick, clanking chain that bound them together.
The dark, heavy links of chain dragged across the slope of her blonde-haired pussy mound and sent a cold chill sinking down to the depths of her cunt.
Gray stone walls surrounded the tossing teenaged runaway, their surface as cold and blank as the look on her mother's face when Shana had pleaded uselessly for love and understanding. She had both shocked and shamed her strict mother when the stern, hatchet-faced woman had caught her sexy young daughter masturbating with a long, cock-shaped vibrator buzzing between her wide-spread legs.
Rather than face her mother's self-righteous wrath, Shana took the money she'd been saving all summer and caught the first bus out of town. That had brought her to Rocklin County-and to the cold weight of heavy chains.
The nightmare replayed itself endlessly in her mind. But now Shana could not even spread her legs wide as she had to receive the buzzing tingle on her clit that had shocked her prudish mother into hysteria. Her ankles were shackled to the iron frame of her narrow bunk. Shana tossed as the vivid horrors of her dream increased, but she could not turn onto her stomach.
Shana awoke screaming when she heard the clank of the heavy steel door to her cell. Except for a three by five inch heavily meshed peephole near the top, the door was as solid and cold as the walls around her.
A balding, ruddy-faced man with a huge paunch bulging his tan sweat-stained uniform stepped into the room. His gut hung over a thick black military-style belt with a thinner strap that slanted over one of his hunched shoulders.
An empty holster dangled on his fat, right hip. Even with her arms and legs shackled, Sheriff Enos Parker would not risk her grabbing his gun away and using it to take him hostage or make good her escape.
"You remember me?" Parker asked as the door clanged shut and locked behind him.
"How could I forget? You stinking, fat-assed sonuvabitch!"
Parker lunged forward with an angry growl and backhanded the side of Shana's pretty face. The vicious slap spun her head around and sent her long, blonde hair flying.
"Listen, cunt! The first thing you're gonna learn here is manners! You smart-off like that again and I'll ram my fist down your fucking throat!"
"Better that than your stinking cock!"
Sheriff Parker gave a steaming grunt and slapped her again, forehand this time, spinning her head the other way. Then he grabbed her flying hair and slammed her head against the wall.
She groaned, knocked half-senseless by the collision of skull and stone.
"You better listen to me, you little bitch! How you treat ol' Sheriff Parker is gonna decide how you spend the next ninety days. If you decide to be nice, I'll find you some nice easy work-something you can do lying down, if you know what I mean," he said as he stroked the huge bulge of his swelling cock, straightening the long prick inside his pants. "But if you act like a stubborn little shit, then I'll just have to work your pretty little ass of on the Rocklin County Work Farm."
"I'll take the farm," Shana said. "I'd rather fuck a pig than let you put your fat ugly prick in me!"
"I'm putting my cock in you no matter what. It's what will happen after that we're trying to decide." Parker let go of her silky blonde hair and dropped his hand to tug at the zipper of his pants.
It parted with a harsh, grating sound and Parker pulled out a huge, hairy-rooted cock. "Now you look again, you little witch and tell me if you think that's ugly."
Shana stared and gulped. It was the biggest and the ugliest prick she'd ever seen. It sprang from a thick tangle of sweaty black hair like a giant old tree growing out of the moss in a swamp.
"It's-it's very nice," she said weakly.
"It's nice? Just nice? Is that all you can say? Is the Mona Lisa just a pretty picture? You stupid cunt, this here is the King of Cocks, the biggest, the hardest and the absolute best in all of Rocklin County!"
"I said it's very nice," she hissed and stiffened, expecting another slap or to have her head banged against the wall again. "It's great. The best cock I ever saw!"
"And you ought to know," Parker said with a grin curling his puffed lips. "A sexy young bitch like you picked up for soliciting acts of prostitution-"
"That's a bunch of shit and you know it. I asked the guy in the bus depot if he knew a place where I could stay."
"A guy who just happened to be one of my deputies," Parker said. "A man whose job it is to keep filth like you from polluting the pure clean air of Rocklin County."
"Oh, for Christ's sake. I asked him where I could find a room."
"And you told him you was broke. You smiled and you twitched that pretty little ass of yours at the same time, clearly implying you might offer some special favors in exchange for a room. And that, you stupid cunt, makes you a whore!"
"A whore like shit! I'm still a virgin. If you've got a doctor in this hick town of yours he can tell you I've still got my cherry."
Parker laughed. "It don't matter now. You've been duly tried and convicted in Judge Nathan's court. You're a whore whether you like it or not." His laugh grew louder and more malicious. "And even if ol' Doc James was to check you in-say, an hour or two-I can guaran-damn-tee you he won't find even a shred of your precious little cherry still in one piece."
Shana cringed and pressed her naked back against the cold stone wall. She drew the one frayed blanket on the bed up and pulled it as tight around her trembling young body as the chains binding her wrists would allow.
"Gimme that!" Parker said with a smirk. "I wanna see what a fancy city-girl whore looks like!" He jerked the blanket away and hurled it into a comer of the cell.
Shana sat naked, except for her chains. She shivered from the cold of the night air filtering down from a barred window high above her golden-blonde head.
"Hot damn! That's the prettiest little blonde pussy I've seen in a long time! And to think it ain't never felt cock!" Enos Parker said as he pulled off his pants and stood before the frightened girl slowly stroking his cock with a fat, ham-like hand.
He made it swell and pound with heated blood. Thick veins webbed the prick and bulged like blue cables of twisted steel. "This here instrument is gonna tell me if you was shitting about being a virgin."
Shana tried to pull up her knees and hide her naked pussy, but the chains binding her ankles to the foot of the bunk were too short.
"Honey, don't you try to hide that little pot of gold. I Want you down on your back with your legs spread so I can see it real plain."
"NNNNOOOO!" Shana screamed, but he pushed her down flat. She lashed at him with her hands, flailing the heavy chain. But the weight made her slow and Parker caught her wrist and twisted it. "Oooowwww! You're breaking my arm!"
"I'm gonna break something a lot better than that," he said with an evil, leering grin. Parker lumbered up on to the bed like a hippo pulling itself out of a mud wallow. Even that slight effort had the fat man breathing hard-or maybe it was the excitement he felt with his thick hairy cock poised over a sweet, blonde-haired, virgin cunt.
"Uunngh," she groaned, shrinking back until the chains locked around her shapely ankles pulled tight and chafed her tender milk-white skin.
Parker leered down and prodded her with his cock until he was satisfied Shana could not move any farther away. The biting steel bands already had her ready to scream and sob in pain.
"You remember what I said. The better you are, the easier things are gonna be for the next ninety days," he said, grinning and working the fat, bald head of his hairy cock up and down in the tight, wet mouth of her juicy little pussy.
"Gruungh!" She said, a sound that might have been pleasure or seething disgust. It didn't matter, either one made her snug, young pussy churn.
At the top of each cunt-sweeping stroke, the head of his cock jarred her bulging clit. The little knob stiffened and stood half out of its sheath. Shana's lithe body twisted and squirmed in a tangle of tense nerves.
She hated what he was doing to her. She hated the sight and the smell of him and she hated his fat, ugly cock worst of all. But each time he raked the hot, swollen head of it over her clit, Shana felt an uncontrollable tingle of desire.
"Aaaaahhhhh," she gasped. "Get it over with, you greasy pig! Fuck me if you want, but don't make me wait!"
"I'll fuck you when I'm damn good and ready!"
"When will that be? Christ, your cock is already as thick and hard as the limb of a tree."
"I'll be ready when I'm sure that juicy, sweet cunt of yours is boiling hot. I figure, since it's your first time, that it might take a while." He worked the thick cock knob in a little deeper and wrenched it up, down and around.
"Aaaggghhh!'' Shana gasped.
It wasn't the first time her pussy had been hot. She'd done that with her vibrator dozens of times, deftly teasing the thick, hard nub of her clit until she felt the joyous shock of relief.
But it was different now with his cock inside her. The vibrator had no warmth of its own. Parker's cockhead felt like a fiery poker between her legs. It throbbed with a pulsing beat wilder than any she had felt from her vibrating toy. The Sheriff's heart was beating like thunder, heaving in his heavy chest, and she could feel the echo of that in the hot tip of his prick.
"Eeeyyyyow! I'm ready, damn you. Drive it in!"
Parker kept lashing her clit up and down and then spinning around it with his cock. "Not quite yet," he said. "I think we can get your little pussy hotter still."
"Shit, what do you want-smoke?"
He gave her an inch of his cock, even enough to bury the big blue-red head, and watched, expecting her to cringe or scream in writhing pain.
"Hhhmmmm?" Was all she said.
It wasn't as bad as she'd thought, at least so far. Stimulating her clit had started rolling waves of motion rising up from the depths of her cunt.
Parker leaned down and pressed in half the length of his cock, hardly sensing the strain when her fragile cherry popped.
But Shana let out a long shrill cry. It felt like fiery hell to her. And having his huge vein-ridged cock shaft grating over her broken seal was like rubbing salt in an open wound.
"Ooooh, shit! Aaaggghh! FUCK!"
Parker took her anguished cries to be a plea for more. Most women went wild for his huge prick once they got used to having it inside them. She stabbed it in to the hairy root and pressed on her with all his weight.
Shana's eyes bulged under the crushing force. The bright blue orbs hazed with pain and looked like they might leap right out of her head. "Oh, fffuuuck!" She moaned with her last breath.
And that's what Parker did. He fucked his giant cock in and out. He had surprising speed and prowess for such an awkward, ungainly looking man. After a few of his swift, deep-reaming thrusts, Shana could no longer feel the ache of her shattered cherry. What she felt was more like the blazing fires of hell all gathered and stuffed into her cunt at once.
"Shhhhhit!" She screamed. "Ungh! Agh! Grunngh, you're killing me, you sonuvabitch. You're ripping my cunt! Eeeeyyy! I can't stand it!"
Tremors of pain made the walls of her snug pussy heave and roll, grasping his thick cock one instant, shrinking back from its enormous girth the next. Parker responded with deep, savage grunts of joy. He sounded happy as a hog with its head in a garbage pit.
He'd been in better cunts-sleek city bitches who really knew how to milk a man's cock-but never in one that excited him more. It was partly the satisfaction of splitting her cherry and partly the way her wild and fevered cunt muscles thrashed out of control.
She wasn't all clever or contrived like an older woman who knew what fucking was all about. Shana was more like a wild mink with its leg caught in a steel trap. She screamed and thrashed, tearing against restraint and gripping his cock with her tight cunt like she was trying to rip it off.
"Aaarrruuungh!" He said with a mighty gasp.
His huge body tensed and, for just an instant, it was still. Shana thought he might have suffered a heart attack. The way he'd been whipping his cock in and out, that wouldn't have been so surprising.
But then she felt his whole, long cock twitch in the wet grasp of her trembling fuck hole. Parker was clamping down a ring of muscle inside the root of his cock to hold back the searing flow of his cum until the mounting pressure became too exquisite to endure.
"Hhhhaaarungh!" He growled and let it go.
Shana jerked when she felt the first wet burst. It sprayed and burned in the depths of her pussy. She screamed. The gushing jism was even hotter than his cock and it swirled into places even his long shaft could not reach.
It felt like a volcano had exploded between her legs and all its molten lava was burning its way straight to her brain. She babbled lewd sounds of shivering excitement and rolled her head in a fluttering cloud of golden-blonde hair.
Shana managed a weak little grin when the hot, gushing spurts of his cock ceased. Parker sagged on top of her, breathless and heavy, almost mashing her proud little tits with his chest.
She still hated the sight of him, but being fucked wasn't so bad. The climax she'd felt hit harder and lasted longer than any she'd ever managed by teasing her clit with a mechanical toy. And, she thought, now that it's been done once the worst is over.
Parker regained his breath in great roaring gasps. "Now I'm going to have your ass!" He said.
Shana didn't understand. "You have my ass?" She said. "It's locked in jail and chained to the fucking bunk, remember?"
"I mean, I am going to FUCK your ass-ram my big dripping cock into your little shithole!"
"No!" She screamed.
A doctor had examined her once by wiggling one greasy little finger up her ass and even that had made her wince with pain. The thought of a thing as big as his cock up her ass was too much.
Shana pulled and jerked, rattling the chains binding her ankles to the foot of the bunk. She got her chained hands together above her chest and strained to push Sheriff Parker away, off of her entirely.
Parker just laughed sadistically. Even if her hands had been free, the girl was not strong enough to budge his huge weight. "Scoot down here toward me," he said, "and bend your knees. You're gonna need some slack to get that ripe little ass of yours up in the air."
Shana was afraid to move. The idea of having her ass fucked made her whole body cringe. Grinding tremors ran up and down her tight ass tube as Sheriff Parker eyed it hungrily. He watched the dark, puckered lips of her shithole chum in torment at the center of her narrow cleft.
"Damn it, cunt! When I say scoot, I mean scoot!" He capped his hands on her firm, young tits and pinched the nipples between his thumb and first finger. Then he pulled on them, urging her toward him.
"Yyyyeeeooow!" She howled. "Shit, don't rip my tits off!"
"Then do like I tell you. Get your ass down here and get it fucked!"
"No, please. I'll suck your cock and drink your cum-I'll do anything you want, just-aagghhh!"
Dumping one load of hot cum in her cunt had not weakened Parker's seething lust even a little. He rocked forward and pressed the head of his wet, dripping cock against the snug ring of dark flesh that clamped her ass. Then he rammed it in.
"Ooooh, nnnnooo. Shit! Fuck! IT HURTS! AAACK! You're killing me with your big cock!"
"I can't think of a better way for a cock-loving convicted whore to die," he said evenly. "That would save the county the cost of feeding you for ninety days."
"You sadistic sonuvabitch! Uunngh! Shit, go ahead, kill me. That would be better than the feel of your stinking cock!"
Parker kept rocking his hips, reaming the slender, quivering hollow of her ass with long, gliding strokes. Without missing a beat, he slapped her across the face.
"Mind your tongue and get your little ass in gear! Unless it pleases my stinking cock, you'll be swinging a hoe in a cornfield come sun up!"
"Fuuuuck! It feels like I've got the handle of that hoe up my ass right now!"
"Then you'd better start swinging it, bitch! It gets blistering hot in those fields by mid-day. A lot of the weak little city bitches we catch just can't take it. Then we have to cart'em off to the infirmary. Ol' Doc James treats'em there, and you wouldn't like the way he treats his patients at all!"
Shana gritted her teeth and began to writhe her ass, pumping it back and forth to meet Parker's vicious ass-reaming thrusts. After the brutal, searing shock of having her ass invaded by his long, unyielding prick began to wear off, the sensation started to change. She felt sharp pain, then a dull ache each time he slammed into her. Finally she felt a warmth, a slow tingle that spread, reaching upward from the depths of her gut.
It came as undulating waves. Her bands of muscle eagerly gripped his big cock and then staggered back as though stunned by the size and ripping force of his prick.
The shivering tension held his cock even more. Parker gave a dull grunt as he felt the pressure begin to mount in his balls again. He rasped a sound of pleasure and clamped to hold it back, wanting to have a huge blast ready when he finally shot it into her ass.
"Aaahhhrrruungh!" He groaned, ramming and twisting the root of his gushing prick. Again and again the balled knob twitched and pulsed, pumping out blast after creamy blast.
Hot jism slicked her little shithole and Sheriff Parker fucked into her faster and faster, grunting savagely with each vicious thrust. Shana felt the rough mat of his cock hair grind on her creamy ass cheeks when he gave an excited twist at the bottom of each stroke.
At last he fell silent, too weak and drained to move. A final creamy-thick drop of jism oozed out of his twitching cock. Shana felt it burn and she gave a soft moan as it sank into her.
"Congratulations," Sheriff Parker said as he stood up, wrenching his wet cock out of her ass. "You've just won yourself another night in the Receiving Center-that is, unless my boys can grab me another cunt or two who look better."