Chapter 6
"Now, you two are going to stay behind bars until I get this shit straightened out. I don't like trouble-makers coming to my town and stirring up a lot of shit. Especially city dudes."
"You've got no right to hold us," said Jimmy. "We didn't do anything wrong."
"You lying little bastard!" said the sheriff. "Do you think we're all fools? We know that you assaulted a police officer and stole her patrol car. And we know that you escaped from prison. Now we're going to hold you here until the state boys come and get you. You're on your way back to prison, boy."
Jimmy sank down on his bunk and buried his head in his hands. He never expected them to find that cop so soon. They must have discovered his fingerprints at the scene of her rape. No doubt on her ass. Well, they had him now. There would be no cabin hideaway. He was on his way back to Hilldale.
"What about me?" asked Pam. She sat on her bunk, with the wool blanket wrapped around her naked body. "Why am I behind bars?"
"For impersonating a police officer. Indecent exposure. Disturbing the peace. And any other motherfucking thing you want to add to that. As far as I'm concerned, you're as guilty as he is.""-
"You've got it all wrong," she cried, stepping up to the cell door. "That son-of-a-bitch forced me to do everything. He kidnapped me from my home and brought me way up here. I never wanted to come along. I never wanted to do anything. I'm just a small town librarian. Nothing more."
"A librarian, huh?"
"Yes, sir."
"And you say he kidnapped you from your home?"
"That's right, officer. He's nothing but a filthy fucker. He enjoys hurting women."
"Did he hurt you, young lady?"
"Did he hurt me? Why, just look at this." She opened the blanket and showed the sheriff the many bruises on her tits and belly and thighs. She let him look for a long time, hoping he would believe her.
"She's lying!" shouted Jimmy. "She's as guilty as I am. Even guiltier. Everything was her idea."
"Shut up, boy," said the sheriff. "Or I'll come in there and make you shut up! You're the biggest liar I've ever known."
Sheriff Brown had had a lot of experience with frightened young women, especially outsiders. He knew how much they feared being locked up in a strange town, miles and miles from home. He knew that most of them would do anything to avoid such a predicament. That was why he never hesitated to pull over a woman speeder. When offered a choice between his big cock or a week in jail, she almost always opted for his cock. Some days he would have as many as half a dozen different shades of lipstick on his cock by suppertime.
But the bitch he was looking at now was no speeder; she was in a heap of trouble, regardless of what she claimed to be. No doubt she was telling the truth about everything. But even if she was telling the truth, he still had enough evidence to haul her up in front of a judge if he wanted to. And that meant that she could be facing several years in jail, not several days. Yes, Sheriff Brown knew that he had the bargaining strength to demand more from her than just a quick blow-job.
"Those are pretty ugly bruises," he told her, his eyes not missing one inch of her exposed body. "Did they bruise your ass too?"
"Yes, they did. It was awful. Just awful."
"Well, drop the blanket and turn around so I can see your ass for myself."
She did as he asked, even smiling as she showed the sheriff her well-rounded ass. He believed her, after all, she told herself. He cared for her. She had finally found someone who was willing to help her. Now he would release her, and probably see to it that she got back home safely.
"Bend over," he said, in a stern voice. "What do you mean?" asked Pam. "I want to see your bruises more closely. Bend over at the waist and jut your ass out towards me."
"Of course," she said, and did so. He just wants a better look, she figured. That was all right. No harm in showing him.
"Now back up and press your ass against the bars."
"I-I don't understand."
"You heard me. I want you to back up and press your lovely ass against these bars. But be sure to stay in that bent-over position."
"But why should I do such a thing? I thought you only wanted to examine my bruises."
"I did examine them. And I believe your story. But before I release you, I want to do something else."
"Like what?"
"He wants to ass-fuck you right through the bars!" shouted Jimmy, laughing. "He's as bad as I am."
"Shut the fuck up, boy. No one's as bad as you." said the sheriff. Then, to Pam, he said: "Do as I say, woman. You do want to get out of here, don't you?"
So, her suffering wasn't over yet! Now the sheriff wanted his share. And she was in no position to refuse him, either. Not if she ever hoped to see the outside of this jail.
"Hurry, woman. I haven't got all day."
Sheriff Brown dropped his trousers and leaned his tall muscular hulk against the iron bars of Pam's cell. He had never had it this way before, but he meant to have it now.
Starting to cry, Pam backed up towards the iron bars. She looked back over her shoulder to see where she was going, and saw the sheriffs long fat prick sticking through the bars. The cock was very swollen and matted with curly black hairs. Hesitantly, she pressed her smooth ass against his purple bulb. The cock head slipped into her asscrack and disappeared from sight.
"Aagh!" cried the sheriff. "Bull's-eye! Now press your ass right up against the bars and leave it there. I'll do the rest."
Pam followed his orders, she had no choice. She pushed back until she felt cold iron on her ass-cheeks. Then she stayed in that position, bent over at the waist and maintaining firm contact with the bars.
The sheriff grasped the bars for support, then began thrusting his stiff prick forward. His thick cock shaft stretched her ass-cheeks apart and kept them out of the way, while his throbbing cock head hammered at her ass bud. He speared her again and again, before his cock head finally slipped into her shitter.
"Eeee!" she squealed.
"Oh, yeah!" said the sheriff, licking his lips. "Today is definitely my lucky day. This beats chasing speeders, for sure!"
He opened her shit bung the width of his cock shaft as he kept pushing his fuck pole into her. She whimpered uncontrollably and began shivering, but she kept her ass in place.
She gasped as more and more of her shit tube filled with hot cock. The pressure nearly blew her mind. She started pumping her ass-hole muscles, hoping to ease the pain that was spreading through her shitter.
But her discomfort increased as more and more of the sheriff's cock crawled into her ass-hole. The cock slid deeper and deeper, stretching her ass-hole walls and jolting her tender nerves. She stifled a scream, but she couldn't prevent strange-sounding noises from leaving her throat.
Then she began wriggling her ass in an effort to accommodate the huge fucker. Her ass-cheeks slid along the iron bars, rolling and jelling this way and that. Such a lovely sight made Sheriff Brown's eyes bug out-and his prick grow even fatter. He gave a mighty yell and slammed his prick balls deep.
"Aaagh!" screamed Pam, no longer able to hold it back. Her eyes bugged out and her ass froze in place. She didn't dare move, for the big cock head was deep in her belly.
Sheriff Brown, gasping from the heat that was cooking his big prick, began grinding his cock into her shitter. He reamed the tight shitty ass-hole as completely as he could, careful to stroke every crack and crevice of her shit tube. He heard her whimpering and her shit juices popping, and he knew he was in for a good time.
He moved his cock round and round her ass-hole. Pam grasped her knees to steady herself. She too heard the disgusting fuck noises coming from her shitter, but there was nothing she could do about them.
"Mmmmm!" moaned the sheriff, pushing his cock as far as he could through the bars. "Fantastic! Oh, what an ass!"
Then he began drilling her shitter. His ass moved back and forth with great speed. His thighs slapped against the iron bars. His balls slapped against her ass-cheeks. His prick head plunged up and down her shit tube, churning her shit juices into a buttery froth.
The flesh-slapping noises filled her with shame. But she hung on, wincing and groaning with each thrust.
Her tits bounced too, their weight a burden now. Her ass-cheeks bounced off the iron bars, thus adding more lewd fuck noises to the atmosphere. She found herself unable to cope with the mind-blowing sensations now rolling through her plugged-up shitter.
But Sheriff Brown wasn't quite through with her. He slammed his prick in and out, in and out. He made her scream repeatedly. He forced shitty froth out of her ass-hole and made it run down the backs of her thighs. Finally, he couldn't take anymore.
"Shiiyyiit!" he shouted, spearing the deepest depths of her shit hole. "I'm coming! Oh, help me, I'm coming!"
He sprayed her shitter with his jizz, mingling his cum with her shit juices and making a soupy mess for his prick to splash around in. He gave her all he had, determined to fill her up. He wasn't happy until he finally saw the creamy white jizz running down the backs of her thighs alongside her shit juices.
"Aagh!" he groaned, throwing back his head and grimacing. "Milk me, dammit! Suck my cum up into your ass-hole!"
Pam obeyed. She pumped her ass-hole muscles as fast as she could, drawing his jizz into her sloppy shitter. Each spurt made her shiver and gasp, until her senses were swirling.
Suddenly, he snatched his cock away from her, drawing it out of her ass-hole with a loud lewd plop. She gasped aloud at the sudden departure, and was overcome by a feeling of emptiness.
"That was nice," said the sheriff. "Real nice. But you left my dick all shitty. You're going to have to get down here and suck it clean. C'mon, hurry, before the shit dries." He leaned against the bars, offering her his half-hard shitty prick.
"Oh no!" she sobbed. She now faced the sheriff and his cock didn't look too appetizing.
"You're damned right you have to suck my cock clean. Do you expect me to put it back into my pants looking like this? Now let's go. Get down on your knees and start sucking. Or else stay in there for another five years."
No, I couldn't do that, she said to herself. I just couldn't! I must be free. I must!
Feeling like a used-up sex slave, Pam sank to her knees and lowered her head to the sheriff's shitty prick. She sucked it in slowly, hating the smell and the taste. It was only her great desire to return home that kept her from spitting the cock back out.
"Ahhhhh! Thatta girl. Make my prick nice and shiny." He leaned close to the bars so all of his cock could be sucked.
Pam cleaned the shit from his cock, but the sheriff ordered her to keep sucking. She had figured he would. She bobbed her head back and forth, sucking every inch of his cock shaft and making it shine with her spit.
Her forehead repeatedly banged against the iron bars, but she didn't let that keep her from stroking his prick. She explored all of the bumps on his cock shaft, and all of the veins. His big prick began to stiffen again as the blood boiled through it.
She soon had a long hard cock to suck. The fucker bulged her cheeks outwards, making her resemble an over-fed chipmunk. Even her lips began to ache. But she kept sucking, knowing she must make the sheriff come in order to satisfy him.
She gobbled hungrily on the prick, moving her clinging lips up and down, from the hairy root to the swollen bulb and back again. Her long blonde hair danced about her shoulders as she tasted the greasy prick.
"Ungh!" moaned Sheriff Brown, his knees wobbling. "Oh, fuck! you really know how to suck, don't you?"
Sheriff Brown reached through the bars and started stroking the librarian's jutting tits. He cupped them in his palms and bounced them up and down. He pinched the firm flesh. He flattened the tits in his fists. He did everything to the woman's tits that he could, for his mind was filled with lust.
"Yes," he said, his voice shaky. "Suck my dick, baby! Make me feel good. I'll let you free, only suck my cock first."
Pam obeyed. She moved her lips down to his cock head and began smacking on his wide cock rim.
Figuring it wouldn't be long before she tasted his hot jizz, Pam snaked her tongue round and round the wide rim, doing even more damage to his already-tingling nerves. He howled and groaned. Then he started bouncing on his toes.
Pam flicked her tongue over his piss hole and jolted the shit out of him. A few drops of jizz leaked out, and she quickly plucked the cum up, gulping it down. She needed no encouragement.
As she licked his piss hole, she reached up and began fondling his hairy nuts. Her fingers moved all over the sheriffs nuts, pinching and squeezing and probing.
Then she started licking the whole cock. She ran her tongue up and down the fat cock shaft, from the hairy root to the purple bulb. She made the cock shaft drip with spit.
"Ungh!" groaned the sheriff. "Don't stop now, I'm almost there!"
"Hey, what in the fuck is going on in here?" came a voice from the doorway.
Pam, her tongue still hanging from her mouth, looked up quickly. Sheriff Brown turned around just as quickly, and almost shit. Even Jimmy, who had been watching what was going on, was startled. There in the doorway stood Judge Linda Palmer, a tall lovely redhead whose shapely body was presently hidden by her long black robe.
"Explain yourself, Sheriff Brown," said the judge.
"Well, I-I-"
"Talk, fool!"
"I just arrested these two outsiders."
"I can see that. What are you doing to them?"
"Well, the young punk here is going back to the prison he escaped from, probably for the rest of his life."
"And the girl?" asked the judge.
"She's innocent of all charges. I-I-I-was just about to let her go free."
"How do you know she's innocent? I'll decide if she's innocent or guilty. No one else."
"Do you mean that I have to stand trial?" asked Pam, still naked on her knees, her face shining with cum.
"Not necessarily," said the judge, eyeing Pam with interest. "We can discuss your case right now if you're willing."
"I am, I am."
"Open the door, sheriff," said the judge. "I'm going in to-discuss her case."
"I want to go in and discuss her case too," said the sheriff. "After all, I'm the one who captured her. And just look at my prick. It's as stiff as a board."
"Very well," said the judge. "But her mouth belongs to me."
"Fair enough."
"What about me?" asked Jimmy. "Do you want to come into my cell and discuss my case, judge? I promise you, my case is long and hard."
"I don't fuck young punks like you," said the judge. "Why don't you go into the corner of your cell and beat off."
Pam stepped back as the only two people in town who could set her free entered her jail cell.
Judge Palmer sat down on the edge of the bunk and made Pam kneel on the floor between her legs. Then she pulled her robe up above her waist and exposed her red-haired cunt mound.
"Eat my pussy, dear. Put your lips and tongue right here." Judge Palmer gently grabbed the back of Pam's head and guided the librarian's mouth to her warm cunt.
Sheriff Brown got down on his knees behind Pam, seized her slim waist in his rough hands, and worked his stiff prick into her cunt from behind. Pam shivered as soon as the man's cock head delved into her cunt hole. Knowing she had to satisfy two people at the same time, she spread her knees wider and braced herself.
The judge's cunt smelled as sweet as perfume. Pam ran her tongue round and round the thick cunt lips, brushing the many hairs to and fro. She felt the woman tremble beneath her, and she heard the soft whimperings.
"Mmmmmmm!" moaned the judge, spreading her legs wider. "That feels perfect! Wow, what a nice tongue you have!"
Pam held the woman's hips as she licked her cunt crack. The judge's soft flesh seemed to melt at her touch.
She pushed her tongue deep into the juicy cunt crack and jolted the sensitive nerves. The judge's heavy breathing rained down on Pam's back. But there was no need for Palmer to worry; Pam was not about to withdraw her tongue.
She ran her fat licker up one side of Judge Palmer's cunt crack and down the other side. She forced the judge's cunt lips even farther apart. She made the woman's pussy veins swell with boiling blood. Soon the pink fuck meat was a bright red.
As Pam tasted the juicy cunt, Sheriff Brown tasted Pam's cunt with his big cock. He thrust his hips in all directions in an effort to stroke every inch of her cunt hole. His ass moved back and forth behind her. His cock moved in and out of her cunt. His balls hammered her stretched cunt lips.
"Aagh!" groaned Sheriff Brown.
"Mmmmmfff!" mumbled Pam.
"Ooooooh!" moaned Judge Palmer.
Pam rocked back and forth in a steady rhythm. Her tits swung to and fro beneath her. She pumped her cunt muscles around the sheriff's big prick, knowing she must please everyone.
As waves of delightful bliss soared through her cunt, Pam moved her head this way and that in an effort to taste all of the judge's pussy meat. She filled the deep pussy gash with her spit and made it squish. She exhaled deeply, using her hot breath to further excite the judge. All Pam wanted to do was prove her innocence to these mountain folks.
Sheriff Brown was convinced. He drove his prick head into first one side of her pussy and then the other side, forcing her pussy walls out of shape. He made her every nerve stand on end. He even made her clit swell up and throb as he stroked it with his cock shaft.
Pam, trembling from the heat waves in her cunt, snaked her tongue deep into Judge Palmer's cunt hole and reached for the ceiling. While the tip of Pam's tongue speared the deepest parts of the judge's cunt tube. Pam breathed deeply as she tongued the hot cunt.
"Aaagh!" groaned Judge Palmer, shaking her head. "Yesssss! That's the way I like it. Eat me, you bitch!"
Pam thrust her tongue up and down the greasy fuck hole, spreading spit and gathering cum. The heat made her dizzy. The smell of cunt made her delirious. But she leaned forward with all her weight and ate out the judge.
Meanwhile, Sheriff Brown's cock had swollen to terrific proportions and was now throbbing hotly deep inside the librarian's pussy. He moved his hips in circles and ground his cock into her. Wave after wave of cock-blowing bliss raced through his loins as he reamed the cunt juices out of her.
"Aagh!" he moaned, his uniform wet with sweat. "I can't take anymore! Oh, shit!"
"I can't take much more, either!" cried Judge Palmer. "The bitch is a damned good pussy eater!"
Pam knew she couldn't take much more of the sheriff's cock or of the judge's hot-smelling pussy. But her mouth was too full of pussy for her to say no. Instead, she just grunted and groaned as she worked her tongue in and out, and her pussy back and forth.
Suddenly, the sheriff's hard thrusts finally broke down her dam and filled her with body-jarring and mind-blowing spasms. She found herself gasping for air and bucking out of control. The feeling was too good to be true.
"Aagh!" cried the sheriff. "I'm coming, dammit! I'm coming!"
"So am I!" howled Judge Palmer. "I'm coming too!"
"And me!" shouted Pam, lifting her head. "I'm coming!"
They grunted and groaned and whimpered for several more seconds. They bucked and writhed and jerked out of control for the next few moments. Then the three collapsed as one on the floor of the cell, all gasping for air.
When they had regained their composure, Judge Palmer spoke for the sheriff and herself, saying: "I'm going to have to find you not guilty, Pam. Although I hate the idea of losing such a fantastic pussy-eater, you're free to go home. The sheriff will drive you back himself."
Pam thanked them all. At last her ordeal was over. Her kidnapper, Jimmy, was behind bars where he belonged. And she was going home! She couldn't wait to get back to the library, for she now had much more than just books to offer the older boys and their fathers. Much more!!