Chapter 3
"On your feet, cunt!"
The harsh voice echoed in Shana McCoy's stone-walled cell. The girl snapped awake and tried to focus her eyes in the pre-dawn gloom. A tan-uniformed figure bent over the foot of her bunk and unlocked the shackles from her ankles.
"I said, up!" A short, thick black whip hissed and snapped at the blonde-fleeced mound of Shana's cunt. "We haven't got all day. You're supposed to be in the fields by six, and we have a long way to go."
Shana yelped from the sting of the lash and sat up clutching her cunt. When she first saw the tan uniform through sleepy eyes, she thought it was Sheriff Parker back for another round. Now she could see this person was slender-gaunt, lean and hard looking. And the voice was higher pitched. A woman!
"I'm Valerie Parker," she said straightening to full height. "The Sheriff's cousin, and the Superintendent of the Rocklin County Work Farm."
Shana gazed up at an angular woman who had to be at least six-foot-two. She towered over the shivering blonde. Her face looked thin and hard, and her nose hooked sharply like a giant eagle's beak. "The Sheriff said I could stay here another day."
"The Sheriff changed his mind," Val Parker said with a narrow, evil grin. "Now your ass belongs to me!"
"But-but-"
The cold, steely glint in Val Parker's eyes made Shana tremble. They looked as menacing as the short, Mack, braided leather whip dangling in her right hand.
"His deputies brought in two new bitches last night, so the Sheriff says he ain't got time for you."
"That sonuvabitch!"
The whip snaked out in a hissing black streak and slashed across the top slope of Shana's bare tits. "Yyyyeeeoooow!" The young girl cried.
"You talk nice, or you don't talk at all. You understand?"
"Yes, sir... I mean, yes Ma'am!"
"That's better! If you learn to be nice and sweet like girls are supposed to be then maybe you won't have to work in the cornfields after all."
"What do you mean?" Shana asked in a quaking voice. It was a pointless question. The dark, hungry look in the woman's narrow eyes was easy to read.
"Nice girls do what they're told, they don't ask questions. Stand up, I want to see what you look like."
Shana nodded, mute with cringing fear. She stumbled to her feet, stiff and weak from long hours with her ankles chained and still sore from the vicious reaming of Sheriff Parker's huge cock.
Val smiled as her eyes inched up and down, savoring each smooth, freshly ripened curve of the young blonde's body. She gave her a cool grin then and said, "You won't last a week in the fields. And when you drop from the heat, ol' Doc James is gonna have himself a nice little treat."
"But you said maybe I wouldn't have to work in the fields."
"Maybe! It depends on how good you are at sucking cunt."
Shana said quickly, "I'm good. I'm the greatest."
Even though she'd never done it before anything would be better than swinging a hoe in the broiling sun. Or maybe passing out and ending up in the hands of that kinky doctor they all talked about.
"Down on your knees, let's see."
Val undid her heavy leather belt. It was just like the Sheriff's, with a strap that went over her shoulder and slanted right between where her tits should have been. It didn't look to Shana like the woman had any tits at all. Her body looked far more like a man's.
There was hardly a mound over her cunt either, just a thick, dark mass of hair spread wide on a firm, flat plain. Beneath was a narrow pussy. "Go to it!" Val said. "We haven't got much time."
Shana inched forward on her knees, nervously circling her lips with her tongue. All she knew to do was use her tongue as she had the vibrator at home. If she could make this vicious manlike bitch cum, maybe she wouldn't have to work in the fields until she dropped.
A strong, burning scent filled Shana's lungs when she drew a long expectant breath. Val's long, narrow cunt had a powerful and compelling aroma. She flicked at it nervously with her tongue and caught a taste that was stronger still-tangy and sharp like some kind of rare imported cheese.
Shana purred and her heartbeat quickened. Not only did she want to avoid the back-breaking work, but she also felt a sudden mad hunger to suck this reeking cunt.
Another tingling shock came when she dug into it with her tongue, searching for the button of Val's clit. She felt something wet and firm and exceptionally long. Shana gave a questioning sigh as she worked her tongue beneath it, spreading the taut, hairy lips of Val's cunt.
What she found when she lifted it was a leathery stub at least two inches long. It swelled and stiffened like a little cock when she gulped it with her lips and traced its length with her tongue.
Val gave a low moan of contentment. "Isn't that the biggest and best-tasting clit you ever saw?"
"Uhhh, yeah. Shit, it sure is..."
Shana had never seen a clit except her own. It was nothing compared to the obscenely grotesque shaft that stiffened before her lips. Shana gulped and sucked it into her mouth, flailing it with quick, tense strokes of her tongue.
"Aaaahhhh!" Val rasped hoarsely. "Hhhmmm! When you learn to really make it hot, it gets almost big enough to fuck."
Shana sagged back, raking it lightly with her teeth. The idea of being fucked-really fucked-by another woman made her pussy squirm with a strange and intensely curious desire.
Shana began an excited bobbing motion with her head. The frenzied motion swirled her long, golden hair in silky waves. Val snagged her thin hard hands in the hair just back of Shana's ears and whipped her head back and forth faster still, slamming and grinding her lips against the fetid mat of her cunt hair.
"Almost!" Val said tensely. "Really suck it in! Pull it, squeeze it, work it with your tongue. Aaahhhh! Yeah! Suck it like you would a cock! Twist it, grind it. It's so hard now, you can't hurt it!"
Shana tried to do as she asked. She felt the clit stiffen and twitch inside her mouth, and for one shivering instant, Shana thought it might shoot jism, just like a man's cock. The spasms became that intense and Val rocked her head back and gave a wail-piercing scream of joy.
The trembling waves soon passed. Val took a deep, cooling breath and her limp, tingling body began to straighten itself. "You'll do," she said simply. "You can work in my office-at least for now."
Shana heaved a sigh of relief. But she couldn't help feeling sorry for the two women Val had said would be taking her place...
"Hear ye, hear ye. The Court of Rocklin County is now in session, Judge Armand B. Nathan presiding!" Elroy was also the bailiff of the court. He stood before the judge's tall bench. "All rise!" He commanded as the judge entered through a side door.
"Shit, he looks like he's ninety years old," Maria said.
"He looks more like a corpse someone forgot to bury," Nancy said.
But she managed to look respectful. With her background as a student of law, Nancy felt confident they would win their case and be on their way soon after paying their fine.
Elroy read Maria's and Nancy's full names and began the list of charges against them. "Speeding. Reckless driving. Resisting arrest. Attempting to bribe an officer of the law-"
"You left out hit and run," Maria said with a snarl.
"Silence!" The judge barked and rapped his gavel.
"Sssshhh," Nancy said very softly. "Let me handle this."
"How do you plead?"
"Not guilty, your honor. And we request a jury trial."
"Request denied. Proceed-"
"The officers made up most of those charges," Nancy said in a calm and even tone.
"But you were speeding?"
"Er, yes. Yes, your honor, I guess we were-"
He rapped his gavel again. "Guilty as charged for speeding and reckless driving. The other charges are dismissed."
"Thank God!" Maria said.
"Ninety days," the judge said.
Maria gulped in shock. "Ninety days?"
"Don't worry," Nancy said. "They can't charge me, I wasn't driving. I'll be back with a real lawyer before noon and have you out in no time."
The judge glared fiercely as Nancy spoke in hushed tones to her friend. Then he cleared his throat loudly. "And you, little miss chatterbox, I find you guilty of contempt. Ninety days!" His gavel fell again. "Next case."
"Er, we don't have any other cases, Judge." Elroy shrugged.
"Then clear the court. Prisoners are to remain in the custody of the Sheriff." Then the old judge leaned across his bench and whispered down to Elroy. "You tell Parker to keep that little one with the dark hair for me!"
"Er, I don't think the Sheriff is going to like that," Elroy said hesitantly. "You know how he likes the young timid ones."
"I don't give a damn what he likes. You tell him -what's her name? Nancy something. You tell him to have her at the next party for me, or I'm going to start finding people innocent!"
"Yes, Sir!" When Elroy gripped the arm of the dark haired, doll-figured girl he had a quizzical look on his face. He knew that Judge Nathan's last order had taken Nancy out of the frying pan and into the fire.
Nancy shivered when the heavy steel door of the cell slammed shut and Enos left. The chilly, stone walled room had two iron framed bunks. He'd put chains on Maria's wrists and shackled her ankles to one of them. But for some reason he'd left Nancy unchained.
"Why do you suppose he did that?" Nancy asked.
"I don't know..."
But Maria had an idea. She'd seen the way the old judge had leered and licked his lips, looking at Nancy while he whispered instructions to the lanky deputy. She figured they had special plans for her, but decided not to trouble her friend with that thought now.
"But let me tell you something-"
"What?" Nancy crossed the small cell and knelt by Maria's bunk.
"I-I've never told ya anything about this before," Maria began, "but when I was a kid, I got in trouble and did some time in the juvenile slam. 'The School of Correction', they called it."
Nancy's eyes widened, but she did not speak. Her small, soft hands were stroking Maria's wrists just above the heavy steel bands the deputy had locked around them.
"I only learned one thing inside there," Maria went on. "And that was: to get along, you have to go along."
"What do you mean?" Nancy's fingers began inching up Maria's arm, timid but questing.
"I mean don't get up on that legal soapbox of yours and start telling The Man about your rights and what he can or can't do."
"What man?" Nancy asked. Her searching fingers moved from Maria's arm to the base of her firm, full tit.
"The Man, that's whatever fucking sonuvabitch runs this place. Aaaahhhhh!" Maria's voice trailed off in a sigh as Nancy began to stroke her tits. "When 'The Man' says, 'jump', all you do is ask, how high?"
"I understand," Nancy said.
But it didn't seem to Maria that she was listening at all. She opened the front of Maria's blouse and began to sweep her adoring hands over her friends big tits. They stood up proud and firm, even though Maria lay flat on her back.
She arched and pressed the creamy mounds more firmly into Nancy's grasp. "Hhhhmmm, that feels good. I love the way you fondle my tits! Hhhhaaaa ... but there's just one more thing," Maria remembered. "We're in the Receiving Center right now. Where we're going, The Man is probably a woman."
"I might like that!" Nancy said. Her eyes narrowed with a look of burning desire. "Your tits are still wet with jism. I like the way that makes my fingers glide around your big nipples."
"Aaaggghhh! I like it too!"
"They're so slick and creamy smooth-"
"Don't talk, you little witch. Climb up here on the bunk and suck my cunt, that's what we came on this vacation for."
"Only if you'll suck mine too," Nancy teased.
"Grungh! Suck it, shit! The way you've heated up my tits, I feel more like eating it alive!"
"Go ahead," Nancy said. "If The Man does turn out to be a woman, I don't think she'll be too gentle."
"You're probably right about that!" Maria said as she lifted her head and nibbled hungrily at Nancy's sweet cunt.
"Ahhheeeee!" Nancy cried in shrill delight. "Hungh! That really makes me hot. Hhhaaaa... it makes me want to eat you the same way!"
"Please do!"
Sucking cock had heated Maria's pussy to the boiling point. And then when the two deputies had decided not to fuck her after all, she'd felt a savage chill like a withdrawal from some potent drug.
"Yyyyuuummmm!" Nancy said as she dug and twisted with her tongue. 'I've always loved the taste of your cunt, but it's never been so strong before."
"That's because it's hot for cock," Maria said with a groan of pleasure and frustration.
"You really like that don't you-having some big, hard prick shoved into such a soft, tiny cunt-hole?" Nancy bowed down and burrowed into Maria again, thrusting and twisting with her tongue more violently than she ever had before.
"Hhhaaarrrgh!" Maria jerked backward and then heaved her deliciously sweet cunt up to get more. "You bet I do. I love what you do to me with your tongue, but it would be a lot better if it was at least a foot long!"
Nancy writhed and wiggled her little pussy down onto Maria's spearing tongue. A whole foot? She thought. The idea seemed appalling at first, but the rough, jabbing thrusts of Maria's tongue excited her as they never had before. Nancy got a strange restless feeling deep where Maria could not reach, and she began to tremble, wondering what it would be like to have a huge, thick cock plunging in far enough to reach the hidden center of her desire.
"Hhhhooo, Maria! Stick your finger in me! That will go farther than your tongue. Unnngh! Yeah! Huuuhhhh, now wiggle and twist it around!"
Maria felt the hungry gulping of Nancy's wet lips again, and she decided to do even more than her friend had asked. She lifted her shackled wrist and wormed her long middle finger into Nancy's cunt. Then she wet her thumb in the overflowing oils and reached up to work the tip of it around on the puckered lips of her bobbing asshole.
"Hhhhaaaa?" Nancy gasped. "What are you doing?"
"Heating up your tiny little ass!"
"Hhhhooo, I don't think I like that-" Nancy moaned and then reared back suddenly. "-I love it! Do both holes at once, yeah! Oh, shit! That really makes me hot!"
Nancy dropped her head and her long, dark hair spilled all over the bunk as she dug and stabbed into Maria's cunt with her tongue. She ate like a starving dog until Maria started to cum.
"Hhhwwwooowe!" Maria shrilled. "You are one horny, little cunt-sucking bitch! And your cunt is so fucking hot, it's dripping honey all over my face."
"I know! I want cock!" Nancy said and gasped, her mind amazed by what her mouth had said. "I really do! I wish you had a prick you could stuff in my cunt!"
"I wish I had two," Maria sighed. "Your ass is hot, too! Ooooh, shit! What I'd give to be able to fuck them both!"
The steel cell door clanked open as the two women wolfishly attacked each others cunt, both wishing they had a big, hot cock to really do the job right. Sheriff Enos Parker strode in boldly and cleared his throat, but neither Maria or Nancy heard the sound that echoed like thunder in their stone walled cell.
Their mutual climax had begun, and although it lacked the gripping intensity that comes with a hard, deep fuck, both of them screamed and wailed and mumbled wet-mouthed sounds of joy.
"I'll be God damned, go to hell! Two lusty little bitches committing homosexual acts right here in the Receiving Center!" The tone of his muttered words made it sound like the worst thing in the world.
He peeled off his thick black belt and pulled down his tan pants. Before Maria and Nancy had finished the last shivering joy of their orgasms, he was standing naked beside them, swinging his broad leather belt from the tight fist of his right hand.
Parker gave a roar of disgust and swung his thick, meaty arm above his head. The wide belt snaked and hissed and snapped across Nancy's back.
"Eeeeyyyoooowww!" She cried.
"Get out of the way, you cunt licking queer!"
Nancy's head snapped up and splattered tears already flooding because of sharp pain. The welt slanted across her back and turned red and burned like fire. First she saw the naked man's angry scowl warping his lips and then her watery eyes swept down to his cock.
"Ooooh, God!" She moaned.
Maria had talked about a foot, but it looked like he had even more than that. His cock lanced up at a sharp angle and his two balls were as big as hen's eggs and swung in a thick hairy sac below his prick.
Nancy's cunt heaved, wrenching with a mix of both fear and desire. "Get your perverted little pussy out of the way!" Parker snapped. He couldn't help snarling and thinking what a waste it was to save this sexy, little dark-haired cunt-sucker for the crusty, old judge.
In raging anger, he lashed down with the belt again, this time striking Nancy across the chest with such force she tumbled off the bunk and sprawled on the cold floor at his feet.
"That's better," he growled. "You do what you're told the first time, and you'll find ninety days don't seem so long."
Nancy cowered in a heap on the floor, gazing up at his huge cock from below. But Parker didn't see the mixed look of lust and loathing that glazed her eyes. He only saw the tawny, red-furred slit of Maria's dripping cunt.
"At least your cute, little, fairy friend got your pussy nice and hot. You can thank her for that, 'cause when you feel this, you're gonna need all the help you can get!"
Parker stroked his enormous, hairy cock with his left hand and swung the leather belt idly on the other side. "I really ought to whip you first for what you did-giving that pretty, red cunt to a pint-sized lesbian. But I figure I can teach you the error of your perverted ways better with this!" The Sheriff pushed down on his hard, swollen cock and let it leap up with the springy force of its lusty desire.
"No, fuck me!" Nancy cried. "I'm the one who was wrong!"
"Sorry, bitch. You're reserved for the judge."
"I want a cock," Nancy moaned. "I'm so hot now I can't stand it! What can I do with that ancient old fart?"
"You jus' wait. When ol' Armand B. Nathan was a law student like you, he played rugby at one of them fancy back east universities, and in the locker room they called him 'The Three Legged Man'!"