Chapter 4
Nancy felt more a prisoner than her friend Maria who was shackled to the iron bunk. Sheriff Parker ignored her and crawled up between the sultry redhead's wide-spread legs. Nancy's tight cunt burned with envy as he worked his thick cock up and down in the wet mouth of Maria's pussy. All she could do was sit and wonder about the cranky old judge and a prick that once, long ago, someone thought big enough to call a third leg.
"I've seen some hairy big cocks in my time," Maria said with a rasping purr, "but that's the first that looked like the trunk of a tree wearing a fur coat!"
Enos Parker smiled and blurred the fat knob of his prick up and down across her clit. "You'll like my big, hairy prick a lot better than those silly French Ticklers the city dudes use!"
"I bet I will! Christ, I can only feel the head of it and I'm ready to cum right now."
Elroy and Waldo had started it, pushing her to her knees and making her suck two cocks at once. And Nancy had added to the heat of her passion by sucking and stabbing her cunt with her tongue. Now Maria was heaving, rocking her hips and wishing her ankles were not chained so she could lift her knees and ram her cunt against his thick, teasing prick.
"Fuck me!" Maria cried.
She threw up her arms linked by a foot of heavy chain. She whirled it over Parker's head and he jerked when the cold steel links fell across his broad back. "Relax. All I want is your prick, big man. Ram it in!"
Maria gave a grunt and pulled with her arms, mindless of the biting metal cinched around her wrists. She felt the press of Parker's big cock, but then he pitched forward. "I need a taste of big, hot tit first," he said.
If Enos Parker had shaved any time in the last week, Maria figured he must have done it with a dull knife. His upper lip and chin felt like coarse sandpaper when he buried them in one of her creamy mountains of tit flesh.
"Aaaggghhh!" She howled.
"What's the matter, cunt, can't you take the feel of a man's mouth?"
"Suck, don't talk!" Maria snapped back. "Those tits of mine choke all but the biggest and the best of men."
"Shiiiiit!" Enos sneered. "I'll bet you never had a real big man in all your fucking life!"
Maria grinned up and tugged harder on the chain looped over the Sheriff's back. "Let me know when your prick gets hard-I can hardly feel it."
"God damn! I love you smart-mouthed city cunts. It's more fun than breaking a wild horse! You feel that?" He asked, and his churning lips roared down the slope of her tit like an avalanche.
"Aaaggghhh!" Maria yelped. "Shit, leave a little in case I decide to have a kid some day!"
Parker reared back and shifted his gaze to her other tit. "That little sucker just may starve!" He said.
Maria's lush body wrenched and heaved from the force of his powerful suction. Parker's mouth engulfed her whole tit and pulled like he wanted to bite it off.
"Feel that?" He asked, prodding her with his cock when he'd had enough of her thick nipple burning against the roof of his mouth.
"Hhhhaaa... yes! Hhhmmmm. That's what I want. Give me cock! Fuck me, you bastard! Fuck me good!"
Nancy sat alone on the other bunk, trying to work a finger around in her wet cunt the same way Parker ground on Maria with his big cock. It turned out to be like a mouse trying to imitate an elephant act. She just could not produce the same wild thrills that Maria obviously experienced.
In addition to the heat of her frustrated desires, Nancy also felt pangs of jealousy. Until now, Maria's beautiful, tawny cunt had been hers. She knew her roommate also fucked men, but Nancy had never had to watch!
Blood was hammering into Parker's cock. The thick, blue veins along the prickshaft bulged. Nancy could almost feel the heat of it from the far side of their cell. She shivered and wet her lips, entranced as she watched the huge, long cock inch its way into Maria's pussy.
"I've never seen such a big cock!" Nancy cried.
"Get a good look, baby. It ain't gonna be where you can see it for long!"
Parker looked across the cell, amused by the stricken look on Nancy's face. She couldn't imagine how Maria's tight cunt could hold such a huge prick. How could she enjoy having it stretch, almost rip, the tender lips of her cunt?
But Maria obviously did enjoy it. She kept tugging on the chain linking her arms. It was draped over the small of Parker's back and she kept pulling to feel more of his long, wicked cock.
"Now we're getting there. Now I can feel it," Maria cooed. "Fuck, it'll soon be thumping the roof of my mouth!"
"You like that better than the little wiggling tongue of some fruity broad?"
"Uuunnngh? Can't you tell?"
Maria writhed every cunt muscle at her command. The others pulsed involuntarily, shocked by the huge size of the cock that pressed them apart.
Enos yawned, despite the fever of her trembling waves. "I sent a better cunt than this out to the farm this morning."
"What farm?" Maria asked, gritting her teeth and clenching his cock as hard as she could.
"The Work Farm. Cunts that can't fuck get to weed corn."
"You sonuvabitch, when I'm through with your prick you'll think it's been run through a threshing machine. This pussy of mine separates the wheat from the chaff."
"I'll be God damned, go to hell! You can talk like a country girl!"
"I was one, once," Maria said, gushing breath as he began to ram in and out of her with long ripping strokes. She moaned joyously and hauled down on the chain. "My cunt also separates the men from the boys. There isn't a cock-city or country-that could take more than thirty seconds of this!"
She arched her back like a steel bridge and began to grind on his cock with wild spasms like nothing Parker had ever felt before. He groaned in delighted agony. And grabbed control of the heated swelling he felt rising up from his flopping balls.
Parker chuckled then and let her wringing cunt muscles run up and down his long cock. "Shhiit," he sneered, careful not to lose control. "This big prick of mine can take all that and give this back!"
He let out a savage roar and dropped all his weight on the tawny redhead. The arch of her back collapsed and a wild, stuttering cry came out of her mouth. Parker drilled in and out of her cunt so fast that she couldn't keep the words together.
"God-ungh-damn-aggh-FUCK!"
For an instant, all the seething muscles of her pussy were stunned by the force of his attack. They slumped and then strained, surging back with every ounce of her hidden strength.
"Aaaaggghhhh!" Parker growled, feeling hot waves of jism rip through the tight knot of his self-control. "I can't stop it, you hot fucking bitch!"
"Don't try! Fuck my pussy full. Slam and squirt till the well runs over!"
"Gruungh! Shit! Your cunt fucks even better when it's dripping with cum!"
"Yeah! And it ain't full yet! I haven't had enough until it runs out my nose!"
"You're just lucky I got a couple of good fucks last night, otherwise you'd need a snorkel to breathe!"
Nancy could only gasp and sway in time with their wild ravings. The harder Parker thrust, the more violently Maria arched back. They fucked themselves into a searing frenzy and then, with one long, hot gasp, they both fell slack and trembled together, gulping for breath.
But the doll-figured girl's interest in their lewd writhings was not quite complete. She had glimpsed now and then to count the seconds flashing on her digital watch. "That lasted exactly forty-five seconds from when Maria really turned it on," she announced.
Soft lips curved in a lusty grin and Maria said, "Damn, Sheriff! That's a new world's record. Wanna try for a whole minute? Maybe now that your dick has really been fucked-"
The clank of the steel door cut her off and Va! Parker strode into the room, thin and stiff as an icicle. She seemed not even to notice her cousin the Sheriff as he sat up and hauled his huge dripping cock out of Maria's cunt. Men didn't interest Val much.
"Which one of these cunts is for me?" She asked in a stern voice without moving her eyes.
"Three guesses!" Sheriff Parker bent down and began sucking one of Maria's irresistible tits.
Val grabbed Nancy's arm and yanked her to her feet. "Come on, bitch. Showtime is over."
She whipped a chain and two heavy, metal cuffs from behind her back and clapped the cold steel bands around Nancy's slender wrists. Then she brought out another pair sized to fit her ankles.
"Ooooh, no!" Nancy cried. She feared and hated restraint ever since the time her step-father held her and forced her to fuck his big cock.
Nancy wasn't even sure if the person locking her ankles in chains was a man or a woman. Val's grayish-black hair was cut short and parted and combed back like a man in a 1950s hair cream advertisement.
The hands locking the heavy steel bands around her ankles were as hard and cold as the metal itself. But then, as the menacing, uniformed figure stretched back to full height, Nancy saw the flare of female hips.
"Are-are you a man or a woman?" Nancy asked in a trembling voice.
Val's nostrils flared. "I'm a woman-but to you, baby, I'm The Man!"
Then she grabbed the heavy chain linking Nancy's wrists and she dragged the screaming girl from the cell.
Val drove Nancy to the Rocklin County Work Farm in a station wagon with a heavy mesh screen between the front and rear seats. There were no door handles on the insides of the back doors. She threw Nancy in, the girl was far too terrified to utter a sound. The locks clicked shut when Val touched a button on the dash and they were on their way.
The "farm" as it was called looked more like a Nazi prisoner of war camp. The steel, mesh fence around the yard loomed twelve feet tall, with a tangle of barbed wire above that. Guard towers stood at the four corners and Nancy could see rifle barrels protruding from two inward sides of each.
As tall as the towers were, she couldn't tell if men or women held the guns, but she could see that the grip was steady and menacingly strong.
"Out!" Val said simply when the car stopped in front of a gray concrete-block building with barred windows. She grabbed Nancy by the arm when she didn't move fast enough and yanked her toward the door.
Inside it was cooler. A fan whirred monotonously back and forth and a young, pretty blonde sat smiling behind a desk. "Strip her!" Val said, and vanished through an inner door.
Shana McCoy rose slowly, tossing her long blonde hair. As she stood up, Nancy noticed that her wrists and ankles were also locked in chains. The sack-like dress she wore was prison blue and it had "WORK FARM" stenciled across the chest and back.
"I'm sorry," Shana said, "but I have to take your clothes off. It's the rule. Later you'll get one of these lovely designer outfits-"
"Later?"
"After Val gets through with you. She's The Man."
"I know, she told me. It's all right," Nancy said, but she still winced when the curvy young Monde began ripping her blouse. Because of the chains binding her wrists, she couldn't just slip it off.
Shana used a gleaming chrome letter opener to poke through stubborn seams and start the tear. She hummed softly while she worked. "If you're sorry about what you're doing, why do you sound so happy?" Nancy asked.
"Because everything else they do around here is worse. Stand still, I don't want to slit one of your pretty little tits."
"I don't believe any of this is happening," Nancy said.
Shana smiled and continued ripping off Nancy's clothes. "In Rocklin County, I don't think they know yet that Congress passed the Bill of Rights-" And then suddenly her face turned cold and hard.
"Wha-what's wrong?"
Nancy was a nervous wreck. But all she could do was stand naked, except for her chains, while the steely eyed blonde looked her up and down.
"Nothing's wrong," Shana said, her cold, liquid-blue eyes continuing to roam. "You're beautiful. Very tiny, but nicely put together."
"T-thank you."
"Just don't get that little doll's body of yours too turned on," she warned, idly picking her nails with the gleaming, sharp letter opener.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean Val-The Man-is gonna want you to suck her cunt."
"I pretty much figured that. I don't mind." Nancy tried to smile, despite the girl's sudden coldness that she still didn't understand. "In fact, I'm pretty good at it."
"Don't get too good," Shana warned. "If she likes you better than me, I'll rip you from ass to cunt with this..." She flashed the chrome blade near Nancy's heaving little pussy mound.
Just then the inner door opened. Val Parker stood in the opening with her mannish hair almost touching the top of the frame. "Nancy, I'll see you in my office now," she said. A wry smile turned up the thin corners of her mouth and her voice seemed softer than before.
Nancy took a breath and started toward the door, dragging the heavy chain locked between her ankles. "You remember what I said," Shana called after her.
Val glared and slammed the door. Then she clicked the lock on the inside. Turning slowly from the door, Val's eyes viewed the petite brunette from behind. Her smile increased.
"What did she want you to remember?"
Nancy stiffened and replied, "It wasn't important."
"I'll decide what's important! What did she say out there?"
The words came hard, so hot and dry they stuck in her throat. Nancy didn't want to inform on another prisoner, she knew how dangerous that could be. She also knew The Man wanted an answer.
"She-she was telling me how you like to have your cunt sucked."
"Oh? And what did she tell you about my twat?"
"Well, ah, we didn't have much time. She just said it was nice and that I'd really like eating you out."
"Did she say why you'd like eating my cunt so much?"
Val came around in front of the girl in chains. She stood leering hungrily like a cat who'd just cornered a mouse, and began stripping off her tan uniform.
"We, we didn't get around to that," Nancy said, watching Val bare a hairless, but mannishly flat chest, her nipples, dark little dots.
Nancy's eyes dropped as Val slid down her pants. Her spread of wiry cunt hair was enormous, reaching almost to the points of her hips. It was thick and dark and reeking with musk. Nancy gulped and wet her dry lips.
"How tall are you?" Val asked.
"Just a hair under five feet."
Val smiled approvingly and seated herself in a spring-backed swivel chair, spreading her legs wide in obvious invitation. Nancy's eyes dropped with her and focused sharply on the taut, thin-lipped slit of her cunt.
"I've also heard that you don't like men," Val said.
"I don't, I mean, I didn't. I-I'm not sure any more."
"You'd better make up your mind. Tomorrow night you're going to one of the, er, parties that we have for important visitors.
"I heard that-with the old judge."
Val nodded. "That old judge has a cock like you won't believe. He gave orders that you weren't to be fucked until then, but that doesn't mean that you can't warm yourself up with this."
The woman slid one large hand down into her hairy crotch and hooked her first finger into her narrow cunt slit. She drew it out wet and shining with oil, and then Nancy saw what looked to her like another finger.
"Wwwhhhaaa?" She gulped.
"One of nature's little mistakes," Val said with a smile, apparently enjoying stroking it the way men like to pump their huge cocks. "Well, not quite so little." Val drew the leathery shaft to full length and worked it between her fingers. "I've been thinking-as tiny and slim as you are, I could probably fuck you with this!"
Nancy felt repulsed. "But, er, the judge said-"
"Fuck the judge! How's he ever going to know? You aren't going to tell him, are you?"
"N-n-no."
"And he doesn't even suspect what I have in this mixed up cunt of mine. Now get down and suck it! Treat it just like you would a man's cock!"
"I've never sucked a man's cock," Nancy said as she stepped forward. She felt a shivering revulsion for what she saw between Val's legs-but an intense curiosity at the same time.
"Then you'd better learn here today. Judge Nathan won't take time to give you lessons."
Nancy lowered herself slowly to her knees, bowing forward with her trembling lips spread. She flicked the obscene projection with her tongue and found it surprisingly stiff.
Nancy felt like a slave, like the walls were closing in on her. The weight of her binding chains grew heavier with each breath she took. And then there was the fear of the unknown-Judge Nathan and the mysterious party. Her only means of escape was to lose herself in sucking cunt-or whatever Val had.
Nancy drew the leathery whip into her mouth and stirred it with her tongue. She pulled her head back slowly, letting her lips glide in a smooth, tight stroke. Then she minced them back to the root of the huge clit and buried in Val's strongly scented cunt.
"Aaahhh, good!" Val said in a soft, purring voice that seemed strange coming from someone so stiff and strong.
Nancy knew that Val's-whatever it was-must have been sucked many times before, and probably by women with much more experience. But the tense heat of her freshly awakened desire gave her lips strength. And coupled with her great need to escape, at least mentally, helped guide the frenzied swirling of her tongue.
"Aaaggghhh!" Val rocked back, spreading her legs even more. Her thing swelled hard and throbbed between Nancy's pulling, dancing lips. She sucked in and collapsed her cheeks to grip the hardened shaft in a sleek, wet vise. "I can't believe you never sucked cock before! Uuunnngh! I've never been so hard and long!"
Nancy's dark mane flew around her face as she whipped her head back and forth. She remembered how Maria had sucked cock and she used the same wild motions.
"Get your tongue into my slit, too. I like it both ways!"
Nancy hadn't thought of that. Her tongue stabbed out and began to twirl. Val's cunt was the tightest thing she could imagine-as sleek and small as her own. The clinging walls gripped her probing tongue in a wet embrace of perverted delight.
Val began to make fuck motions with her hips and drive her stiffened shaft into Nancy's mouth. "I'm cummmming," she moaned. "Suck me harder! Aaagggh! Make it the best I ever had. Hhheeee, that's it! Oooooh, I can't wait to see if I can fuck your tiny little cunt. You've got me so hot now, I think I can do it!"