Tijuana has long held a fascination for youthful drug runners. Often times as not, "grass" and the harder drugs are easily available and "the price is right!"
The lure of making easy money has blinded many a young person into thinking that it would be an easy thing to "push" a few drugs across the border.
However, in their youthful anxiety to "cash-in" on the tremendous profits in the illicit drug traffic, they seldom stop to ponder the consequences of their conduct. For not only are they faced with the inevitable border searches-which often end in a total seizure of all drugs they are trying to transport across the border-but many times they never make it as far as the Mexican border.
For Mexico has recently worked with the government of the United States to end this awful drug traffic. It has become increasingly difficult to stop this flow-but with sophisticated drug detection means-much of the traffic has been crushed.
Our story concerns a young girl who got caught in a vise. With her boyfriend, she was about to make a "border-run", and the excitement of making all that money-and so easily had lured her on to her own destruction. Her young lover who was in on the action got stoned out of his mind, and decided to have some Tijuana sexual interludes before crossing the border.
And so as he proceeded to look for a "girl" with whom he could enjoy lusty, wild sex-the girl he had with him became outraged. And very soon- they were battling!
The young boy got out of the clutches of the law, but the tormented young girl was soon imprisoned-and this is her story-in all of it's glaring horror.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Dianne was nervous. For she recognized that her young stud lover was not being very cautious.
"It doesn't hurt to smoke grass here," he told her.
It seemed as if there was nothing that she could say that would make any sense.
"I would like to go into one of these bars," he suggested, "and find me a chick who would give me a blow job under the table."
"What are you talking about?" Dianne shook her head as she looked at her boyfriend.
"The guy where I work told me all about it," he explained. "The chicks here will do anything. Anything!"
"Don't talk that way to me," Dianne warned him. "I never would have come down here if I'd thought you were gonna go ape."
It was really beginning to get her disgusted. But she could see that he was going to do what he wanted to.
"Look," she told him, "I'm not gonna put up with you any longer."
At that point she rushed away and left him. All of the sudden a rough hand seized her.
"Let me go," she begged.
"What are you smoking?" a rough voice demanded.
She looked into the eyes of the officer who was glaring at her.
"What's it to you?" she shot back.
"Plenty, young lady," he told her. "You come along with me."
The swarthy-skinned Mexican looked at her angrily. As they walked away her boyfriend turned around. He was quite a distance from her and he wasn't going to become involved.
"Help me," Dianne called out to him.
The only thing she heard was the distant sound of his echoing footsteps as he hurried away.
Down at the jail they took her purse from her. Sure enough, she did have some cigarets.
"I'm gonna keep you, young lady," he told her, "because we don't allow people to use the weed."
Half an hour later Dianne found herself alone in her jail cell. She was quietly sobbing now.
"I want to call my folks," she begged anxiously.
They gave her permission to use the telephone a short time later. But there was no answer. That was what she was afraid of. Her folks had gone away on a three-week vacation. She didn't know if anyone could help her now. She had no other relatives in Los Angeles and she was a loner. She thought perhaps she could call her boyfriend. However, when she thought about the way he responded when she called for help, she decided against it. Bowing her head, she walked back into the cell.
The Mexican officer who had charge of her looked at her hotly. He couldn't help observe what a beautiful girl Dianne was. She had coal-black hair, violet eyes and a fair skin. What he noticed most of all was the fact her shapely body looked as if it needed attention. The kind of attention that only a man who is hot can give.
"I might make it easy on you," he told her. "If you would be nice to me," he went on, "I could get you out of here."
"I'll never be nice to you," Dianne assured him. "I hate you. Do you understand?"
He looked at her angrily.
"I understand," he told her, "but maybe you'll feel different tomorrow."
A day later when the dark-skinned Mexican man returned to her cell, she did feel differently.
"I'm hungry," she complained. "I'm real hungry."
"We brought you food," he said, an evil look forming about his lips.
"It wasn't fit to eat," she shook her head.
At that point he slapped her face.
"Are you insulting me?"
Putting a hand to her face, Dianne looked up at him.
"Damn you!" she told him. "You'll be sorry for that. I mean it."
His only response was a light laugh. Then he reached out and gently let his hand caress her full bosoms.
"Get your hands off me," she demanded. Now she could see that he really was turned on with her.
"I said," he told her, "if you would be nice to me I could help you."
She didn't shift her eyes from him. She looked up angrily and told him, "You can go to hell."
The officer swung back at the girl. As she felt his hands hitting her she sank to the floor.
"Don't you ever talk that way to me."
She screamed but it did no good. All of the sudden she saw him slowly unzipping his fly.
"Damn you," he told her, "you will give me what I want."
As she watched him she saw him pulling down his zipper and then reaching for his huge penis. He suddenly began gently stroking on his cock.
"I'm gonna make you eat it," he smiled.
His hoarse, guttural command frightened her. she didn't say a word. She was motionless now as she watched him gently pulling on his thick, long penis. She couldn't stand it. However, as he thumbed back the foreskin and got to his knees he was aiming his thick, long cock at her mouth.
"I want you to suck me," he told her.
She shook her head. She felt her stomach tighten.
"Pull on it," he demanded.
Fearful that he would hurt her again, Dianne reached out and slowly began stroking his long, hard cock.
"That's what I want you to do," he told her. "Jerk on my cock."
Pulling on his thick, long penis Dianne saw that he was pleased.
"You're doing it just right," he told her.
A strange urge to torture him swept through her. Releasing his cock she looked up at him.
"Pull it yourself," she said evenly.
That did it. The Mexican jailer was not going to take any more crap from her.
"Take off your clothes," he commanded angrily.
Shaking her head Dianne looked up at him.
"I won't and you won't make me," she said confidently.
"Yes you will," he nodded.
He reached for her blouse and tore it. Then he pulled her bra away. Dianne's huge bosoms came into view. Now he lit a match and gently let its light play about her nipple.
"What are you doing?" she asked as she looked down at her ripe breasts.
"I will try it on the left one," he smiled sadis- tically.
He lit another match and brought the flame close to her left bosom nipple.
"Anything you say," she said as tears streaked down her cheeks. "Damn you, you're a sex monster."
Smiling at this point, he put out the match with his foot. Then he looked at her, his cock dripping with cum.
"Now I want you to lick it," he told her.
Fearful that he would try the same thing again if she didn't do as he asked, Dianne bent over. She let her tongue gently caress his cock.
"That's it," he whispered. "I love it when you do it just like that."
It was obvious to him that she hated him. But he didn't care about that. All he wanted was to get his rocks off quickly.
"Come on, baby," he told her, "put some feeling into it. Open your mouth and let my pecker in."
Opening her mouth, Dianne permitted him to shove his thick, meaty penis head into her mouth.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Just suck it nice. When I shoot off my rocks I want you to eat it, baby. Swallow all the juice from my cock."
It was obvious to her that he had gotten other girls to do this for him before. And maybe under the identical circumstances, she thought to herself. Closing her eyes she let him place his penis in her mouth. She did as he instructed her. Gripping her head he gave her new orders.
"Let your tongue slide back and forth across the slit," he called gruffly. "That's it. Ohhh, yes. Suck me. Suck me off."
Dianne immediately understood all that was expected of her. Even though she knew very well she hated what he was doing, she knew she had to keep going.
"Reach down there and play with my balls," he demanded as he pulled his testicles from his shorts.
Reaching out, the young girl let her finger tips play with his. testicles as she continued sucking on his cock. She understood now what she had to do. However, she was tempted to bite his penis. Gently letting her teeth bite down on his manhood she found out in an instant how he would respond. He whacked her across the face.
"Just for that," he told her, "you're gonna have to take care of the other guard."
Wildly he plunged down her throat. She thought she would choke on him. She closed her eyes so she wouldn't have to confront the ugly reality of what she was being expected to do.
"That's it," he told her. "You're good at it. You've got a deep throat, baby, and you're gonna get all of my cock."
A guard who was standing by found himself so aroused he couldn't stand it. At first he just reached and groped himself. However, as he watched he became more uninhibited. Soon he was unzipping. Reaching in, he found his thick, long cock. He began stroking on himself. He reached in once more and pulled out his balls. Cupping his balls with one hand and pulling on his penis, with the other, he told her to go on sucking him.
"That's the way to do it," he smiled as he observed, "and when you finish with him, you can have me."
Opening her eyes she glanced about the cell. She took a look at the grizzly guard who was leering at her. She was tortured now and the pain showed in her eyes. This stimulated the first guard who was getting his kicks in this perverse manner.
"I'll flood your face with my cream," he told her.
All at once his hot balls exploded. The cum juice dripped from the corners of her mouth.
"Eat it," he told her. "That's what I want you to do. Swallow me. Get every drop of it."
She felt the sudden rush of thick salty cum as it flooded her face again. Apparently he was making another plunge. It hurt as he rode his thick long penis down her throat. Why did he have to be so rough about it? This puzzled her. He kicked her with his foot as he finished spilling his seed in her mouth.
When she had finished with him he pulled out his cock and it was still hard. The other guard was eager to get into the action.
"We can both have her," he suggested. "Why don't you stick it in her mouth and I'll plunge it up her tight ass."
That appealed to his friend. They stripped her completely. When she was totally naked, they spread her out on the floor.
"Lie on your side," one guard suggested, "and I'll slip it up your asshole."
Naked now, she didn't have any more resistance left. She wanted to get it over with. It was terrifying to her.
As she lay on her side she let them both take advantage of her. The guard behind her spit in his hand. Applying his spittle to his penis he guided it up her asshole roughly.
At the same time the other guard gripped her head as he knelt in front of her face. He spared noth- ing as he rode his penis forward.
"Eat me," he told her. "Suck my cock off, suck it all out of me."
His hard, long penis rode vigorously down her throat. She could hardly stand it.
"Eat it," he insisted. "That's what I want you to do. Come on, baby, suck it off."
He was giving her a wild time of it.
"That's the way," he told her. "Suck my cock. Suck it off."
Even though she was repelled by the whole idea of giving a blow job to anybody, Dianne was learning how she could do it. By generating suction in the tip of his male member she calculated she could satisfy him sooner. Perhaps then he would let her alone. It had to be that way.
"Suck me off," the guard panted as he pumped his hot cock down her throat. "Oh, baby, you're beautiful. You've got just the throat for fucking."
He pulled it in and out. For a second she thought he might be sensitive. But she soon learned he wasn't. For as the guard plunged his spittle-coated cock up her asshole he told his friend to ram it up her rougher.
"You're not screwing her hard enough," he told his buddy. "You've got to really show her who's boss in this fucking action."
He didn't have to say anymore. His fellow guard rammed it roughly right up her rectum. Pulling her mouth off the other man's penis, she let out a scream.
That did it. The guard who had been ignored by having her slide her mouth off his cock immediately slapped her face roughly. She thought he had knocked out a tooth as she put her hand to her mouth and gently rubbed it.
"What are you trying to do?" she asked him.
"Don't forget me," he told her. "I'm here, too."
Dianne had been made grimly aware of the ugly fact. In silence she reached out and gripped his sticky, long cock. How she wished she could fight him off. But she knew she was helpless.
The man slamming it up her asshole was sliding it smoothly and rhythmically. Once he had stretched her ass she had to admit to herself that she did enjoy the way he was thrusting. She began rocking back and forth. The moment she swung her hips, he recognized that she was indeed enjoying herself.
"I'll sock it up your asshole," the guard smiled as he reached down and patted her curvaceous ass cheeks.
At the same time the other guard crudely, lewdly drove it down her throat. It wasn't enough that he was nearly choking her with his manhood, but he had to grab her by the roots of her hair and hold her there.
"Eat my cock," he panted as he thrust. "That's the way to do it. Now you're sucking. Come on, cock eater, suck it off."
It wouldn't be much longer until she felt his thick cock exploding in her mouth.
"Yes, baby, yes," he whispered, "I like it when you fuck like that. Now you're doing it. Come on, baby, fuck it."
The keen, erotic pleasure that he felt at this point propelled him to continue thrusting. He enjoyed the feeling at the head of his shaft as it caressed the back of her throat. Looking at his buddy he made a bet.
"I can get my cock off in her before you can," he chuckled.
The other guard was not going to be outdistanced sexually. He began roughly ramming it in her ass in a speeded-up motion.
"I'll get off quicker than you, fucker," he told him. "I'll prove it to you."
Dianne despised the fact that she was a sexual pawn in their foul game. The stench of the jail com- bined with their sweaty bodies was driving her out of her mind. Lewdly, crudely one penis was ramming up her asshole while the other cock was driving down her throat.
"Grab my butt, baby," the guard who was fucking her face demanded.
Reaching out she gripped his behind. She squeezed his ass cheeks as he stabbed down her throat.
"Yes, baby, yes," he said as he momentarily caressed her.
She was surprised that he had any gentleness in him. However, she figured it was probably because of the fact he was eager to prove that he was the better of the two fuckers because he could get his off faster.
It wouldn't be much longer now before they brought her around. She was grimly aware of that fact. Her ass itched as the first guard's hard, long cock roughly slammed home. He plunged in up to his balls.
"You're gonna get screwed," he told her, "and screwed royal."
With a hard, jabbing plunge he ruthlessly fucked her asshole. He looked at his buddy.
"I'm cumming," he told him. "I got it off."
That disgusted the other guard. But it did propel him into pumping his penis even harder. Roughly, he grabbed her now.
"Suck good," he told her, leaving his cock in her mouth.
This gave her an opportunity to generate a lot of suction. Making loud sucking sounds, Dianne finally brought him there. As his thick cum load spilled into her mouth she tried to spit it out. That enraged the guard. He slapped her ass.
"Don't you spit out my seed," he said angrily. "When you suck off my cock, you swallow every drop of my juice."
Dianne's lips tightened around his shaft as he finished spilling his wad.
When he pulled out of her he looked at the other man.
"Hey, buddy, I guess you got her asshole ready for me. I've still got a hard-on."
The first guard laughed.
"Look, I've got to go," he told him. "But you take her ass if you want to."
CHAPTER TWO
At this point Dianne was outraged. She couldn't believe anything could be quite so awful.
Terrified and angry she nevertheless realized what she had to do. She got on all fours just as the guard instructed.
"I want you to bend over farther," he told her, "so I can slip my pecker up your asshole easy."
Finally he got his long, hard shaft between her ass crack. With a rough, demon-like drive, he rode his thick penis right up her asshole. Dianne twisted in pain as he tried to insert his thick prick. It wouldn't slide. It was true, she was well lubricated from the cum of the other man's juicing. However, his cock was so massive it would hardly fit in the tight anal opening.
But that didn't stop him. Gripping her ass tightly, he forcefully rode forward. Finally he made it.
"Up your asshole," he gasped as he ruthlessly fucked her behind.
Reaching around he found Dianne's bosoms. He couldn't help but observe the nipples were rigid. Apparently, even though she was objecting, she was enjoying it.
"Fuck, baby," he whispered. "That's what I want you to do. Fuck it good."
Her ass reared up to meet his driving, long cock.
"When you twist your tail I really enjoy that," he told her. "Just keep grinding your ass, honey. Don't ever stop."
She continued twisting around.
"Right on," he told her. "That's how you do it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
She was enjoying it enormously. This was the part that bothered Dianne. She knew how much she loathed the guard. Yet he did have a way of screwing her asshole that produced waves of erotic desire and pleasure in her body.
The Mexican guard was feeling of her bosoms now. But soon he was reaching down to grope her crotch. He felt of her moistening pussy and finally inserted two fingers and played with her. She enjoyed the dual action of his fingers massaging her clit as he ruthlessly assaulted her asshole.
"You're a beautiful bitch," he told her, "and you know how to fuck. Come on, fuck it. Fuck."
He enjoyed the sensation of his thick, swollen penis sliding into Dianne's tight anal channel. Her asshole was sucking him in like quicksand as she pivoted around.
"Good," the guard panted as he went on fingering her pussy.
He finally pulled his fingers from her vagina. Then he told her to bend over farther. All he wanted to see of his victim was her ass rising up to meet his sliding cock stabs.
"Fuck it," he exclaimed as he roughly continued fucking her. "Now you're doing it," he told her. Fuck. Fuck it."
He caressed and slapped her buttocks. Finally he got his rocks off. She felt the hot surge of his juices shooting up her asshole as she twisted, milking him.
When he pulled his thick, long penis from her ass- hole some of his cum dripped on her behind. He didn't bother to wipe it off as he pulled his penis roughly from her asshole, making it sting in pain. No sooner had that guard left, than a policewoman came in. She looked at Dianne lewdly.
"Are you seducing the guards around here?" she demanded.
Dianne looked at her tattered clothes.
"No," she told her. "They were awful."
"You should be disciplined for having sex in your cell," the woman said firmly.
"But they forced me," Dianne said, her voice whimpering.
'That's too bad," the woman told her. "Somebody has to teach you. I will."
She left Dianne for a moment and then she returned.
"Here," she smiled, "would you turn around and let me whip you with this leather belt?"
Dianne was outraged. It was bad enough that the men were vicious and cruel. But she couldn't believe that a woman could be acting like this.
"What are you going to do?"
"If you want me to blindfold you," the female guard suggested, "I'll do that."
Dianne shook her head. Resigned to her fate, she turned around. Then she felt the leather belt lashing across her bare bottom.
"Come on," she told her, "that's what I want to do. Twist your ass as I whip you."
It was obvious that the woman was a sadist of the worst type. She wasn't stopping at anything now. She was deriving a great deal of pleasure from torturing her.
"Keep it up," she told her. "That's the way to do it."
Finally she stopped. Then when Dianne dared turn around she got the shock of her life. For the woman was stripping.
At this point Dianne saw the naked woman strap on a thick dildo.
"What are you going to do with that?"
"Fuck you like everybody else around here," she told her. "They say you're real good."
Stepping back against the cold cement wall, Dianne tried to evade the evil woman who was staring at her.
"I'm not gonna hurt you," the woman assured her. "I'm simply going to fuck you."
This bothered her. However, she tried her best to control herself. Suddenly she felt the awful jab of the plastic cock as it slid between her legs.
"Fuck me," Dianne told her, "fuck me."
With penetrating jabs the dildo continued slipping into her. She could hardly stand it.
"Yes," she exclaimed, "I want it. Fuck me."
She was enjoying it intensely now. That bothered her. She liked the feeling of the other woman's breasts caressing hers.
"My name is Carla," the woman smiled, "and I really enjoy this, don't you?"
Hoping the woman would show her some kindness and help her get out of her predicament, Dianne nodded.
"Yes, Carla, yes," she told her.
"Cooperate with me," Carla smiled knowingly, "and I will help you. Grab my plastic pecker with your pussy."
Dianne's vagina tightly gripped the plastic penis as it plunged forward.
"Yes, yes," she exclaimed as she threw her arms around Carla.
Suddenly Carla's sensuous red lips were pressed against her lips. Then Carla let her tongue slip into her mouth. Soon they were doing a tongue fuck.
"Feel of my ass," Carla suggested.
Dianne let her hands gently slide down to caress Carla's curvaceous rear end. That pleased the woman. But she still wanted more.
"Finger fuck my ass hole," Carla suggested.
Parting her ass cheeks she gently eased a finger up her rectum.
"That feels real good," she told her. "Fuck."
While Carla's dildo drove into her pussy, Dianne fingered her ass hole. Finally she was there. That really inspired Carla. She planted her mouth on Dianne's mouth and passionately kissed her.
Finally withdrawing her finger from Carla's ass hole Dianne figured it was over. Carla pulled the dripping-with-love-juices dildo from her pussy.
"Now I want you to turn around," she told her, "and let me give it to you from behind."
This was something that Dianne had never counted on. It was bad enough doing it the other way. She didn't know how she could stand it.
"Yes, baby, yes," she told her, "I want it. Just like that."
The two women were eager to demonstrate what they felt for each other.
"Ohhh, baby," she groaned, "I want it so very bad."
Soon they were fucking furiously. "Yes, yes," she told her, "I want that. Fuck me. Fuck me."
Dianne was bending over all the way. It was not easy to be in this position while she was being rudely attacked from behind with Carla's dildo. Nevertheless, she was doing her best. She wiggled her ass. Her knees ached. How she wished she could straighten up. But the demented woman continued driving the plastic dildo right up her rectum.
"Does it feel good, honey?" Carla demanded with a wicked smile.
Dianne looked up. She nodded and tried to force a smile to her face. However, this didn't please Carla. For Carla was a sadist. She wanted her to feel pain and be miserable.
"I'll shove it up far enough so you'll say no," Carla giggled.
She kept her word. She roughly, lewdly slammed the hard, plastic penis high up Dianne's sensitive ass hole.
"Feel that, honey?" she asked her. Dianne moaned.
"Yes, damn it," she whimpered, "I hate you." The hate that she felt in her heart was no match for what Carla felt. For Carla had long ago become twisted on sex. She could only produce pleasure in herself when she was generating torture in another. The plastic dildo was working its thing in her.
"Ohhh, baby," she told her, "that feels so very good."
Riding it up her ass roughly she slapped her buttocks. She squeezed them and gripped them and pinched them.
"You're hurting me," Dianne whimpered, figuring that was what Carla wanted to hear.
Sure enough, that did it.
"Wonderful," Carla exclaimed as she roughly rammed the plastic cock higher up her ass and juiced.
When Dianne felt Carla's pussy juices running freely, she recognized that she had brought her around. At least she could have some peace and quiet for a moment she figured.
Carla pulled the slippery plastic penis from Dianne's ass hole. She gratefully slapped her buttocks with a firm crack of her hand.
"You're a good fuck."
At that point Carla dressed and left Dianne. But Dianne just had time to dress before the first guard returned.
"Haven't you got anybody you can call?" he asked her."
Looking at him sadly, Dianne shook her head negatively.
"My folks and I aren't very close together," she confessed.
"If they were home," she explained. "They've gone on a trip. I don't know where they are."
"That's too bad," he told her, "because you need a lawyer. You need some money for an attorney to get you out of this."
"I know that," she said sadly.
"Maybe if you'd fuck with some of these prisoners," he told her, "you could get some money. Some of them have a little."
"I'm not a whore," Dianne insisted.
"I never said you were," the guard told her. "I just said you needed some money to get a lawyer to get out of here."
Dianne could see the handwriting on the wall. She knew that what she needed was money. And she knew that she might have to exchange sexual favors to obtain the money to get her release. This put her in a bind.
"I just wanted to help you," he told her. "I don't have any money. But I can give you a good recommend. If that would help."
The guard slapped her ass playfully.
"What kind of recommend?"
"I can tell them you're a good piece of ass. I mean, you really are good."
Dianne was in no mood to smile. She felt totally miserable.
"I imagine you've got plenty of women around here who will do anything," she shrugged.
"Yeah, but they won't come to jail to screw," he said sadly, "and some of these prisoners have to get sex, too."
"I don't deny that," Dianne admitted candidly, "but I'm not the one to take care of them."
He could see that she was disturbed by his suggestion.
"You know, they've got the right idea in your country," the dark-skinned guard laughed. "You have provisions for wives to come and visit their husbands so they can shack up. You've got it made. Girl friends can come in and screw with the men, too. Here, we've got problems. So we really need a woman like you. We sure as hell don't want them screwing each other."
As Dianne thought of such a dreadful thing taking place, for a moment she almost felt as if she was being called upon to perform some sort of sacred duty by giving up her body in sex.
"It might be right," she admitted. "They don't give them the things they need. Our country is ahead that way. Maybe I should help them out."
The guard was delighted when he saw she might be accepting his idea.
"And you'll be helping yourself," he reminded her. "You do want the money, too. You've got to get out of here, honey. Not that I want to see you go, but I'm sure you can think of nicer places to be."
Dianne suddenly realized they weren't all bad. It was just that they had a rough way of wanting to get it off.
CHAPTER THREE
Dianne gave a lot of thought to what the Mexican guard had told her. Perhaps he was trying to be kind in his own awkward way.
"I guess I could have sex with a few guys," she shook her head grimly. "I might as well earn my way out of this damned hell hole."
The guard's eyes lit up.
"I know this guy, Corky," he told her, "and he is really loaded. He's a pusher. They picked him up taking a load across the border. But he had plenty of money on him."
A few moments later she was introduced to Corky. He was a sleeky-looking character in his mid-thirties.
"Hi, gorgeous," Corky grinned as he looked at her.
It bothered Dianne to have him looking her over. She felt as if she was in a flesh market and he was analyzing her.
'Take off your blouse, Dianne," he suggested.
Reluctantly Dianne removed her blouse. Corky was disturbed as she didn't instantly take off her bra as well.
"You trying to hide something?" he asked as he came over and began tugging at her bra.
"Damn it, you'll tear it," Dianne complained, "and I won't have another. Til take it off if you're so damned hot and bothered you've got to see my breasts."
She pulled off her bra. Corky's jaw hung slack as his drunken eyes looked at her curvaceous breasts.
"You sure are stacked," he told her. "And I would love to lick your tits."
"I guess that wouldn't hurt anything," Dianne told him, "but it's gonna cost you, Corky."
"Ten for each tit," he told her.
He took out two tens and handed them to her.
Now she knew that she had to be his willing victim. It drove her wild just having him looking at her like that.
"You are making me nervous," she warned him. "I do that to people," Corky admitted candidly. "I'm sorry."
All at once he took his cigaret lighter and lit it. He passed it back and forth between her bosoms.
"Honey, you'll get to love the warmth of this lighter," he smiled.
She could see in his sadistic grin great delight. It tortured her that she was caught in such a terrible situation.
"Leave me alone," she fumed.
Corky wasn't about to.
"Damn you," he told her, "I am gonna light your pussy. I would like to see it afire."
She didn't know for sure whether Corky was kidding or not. She thought it best not to say anything. However, this only ignited Corky*s wrath even more intensely.
"Damn you," she told him, "leave me alone."
At this point Corky was pulling off her skirt. He grabbed at her panties. They were already torn from the guard's attacks.
"Here, take another ten," he chuckled. "You can get some fresh panties. I don't like girls who wear worn-out panties."
His insults bothered her. But what bothered her most was the foul odor of his body close to hers. Apparently he hadn't bathed in a long, long time.
"Stop it," she told him. "Damn you, stop torturing me.
He wasn't about to stop torturing her. That was because he derived his pleasure from this kind of activity.
"You're beautiful," he told her with a sly smile. "You really are."
She was becoming more and more uptight over the situation she was in.
"Look, sweetheart," he warned her, "I don't want to have you making any trouble. Do you understand what I mean?"
She understood all too well.
"Now," he warned her, "I'll just lick your juicy snatch."
Corky was on his knees. Glancing up, Dianne instantly observed a guard who was watching. A smirk was on his face as he observed Corky plunging his terrible tongue in her pussy.
When she didn't cooperate enough, Corky was angry.
"You're supposed to push your pussy back to meet my tongue," he shook his head grimly. "You aren't cooperating none."
She was fearful of the consequences of her disobedience. She had good reason to fear. For instantly the guard appeared.
"Maybe she needs a little discipline," the guard suggested.
The guard walked in and grasping a whip immediately began lashing at Dianne's bare bottom.
"This whip always makes their ass wiggle," he smiled.
While Corky went back to eating Dianne's pussy, the guard was getting his kicks whipping her bare behind viciously.
Now he was obtaining a sinister delight. He unzipped his fly and reached for his cock. He figured he might as well jack-off while the other man was doing his thing.
Corky went on eating Dianne's pussy. He was enjoying it enormously. At the same time the guard whipped her ass into obedience. She pumped back to meet the requirements of twisted, sick Corky. Corky enjoyed having her suffer like this.
"Slap her ass," Corky cried out as his mouth moved away momentarily from her box. "Slap it good and hard. She needs a lot of discipline."
The guard obediently provided the discipline.
"Suck her pussy," the guard demanded. "Lick it, Corky."
Corky did not have to be told to eat pussy. For he always got a charge out of it. The moment she started gushing he got to his feet. He took out his cock and immediately plunged it hard into her.
"Fuck it, little lady," he smiled as he plunged without mercy.
At the same moment the guard had another idea. He figured he would add some erotic pleasure to the sexual performance.
"I'll whip her ass," he suggested.
That pleased him.
"Fuck me," she told Corky. "Fuck me."
It was strange what was happening. She really couldn't stand Corky. Yet as she felt his rock-hard cock sliding into her, she found herself enjoying it.
"Keep it up," she told him.
Corky's thick, long penis continued gliding into her.
"Yes, yes," he panted as he thrust forcefully. Brushing her bosoms back and forth across his chest pleased him. The Mexican guard figured he would get into the act, too. He dropped the whip and instantly prepared to fuck her. With his cock in hand he let it slip between her bare ass cheeks. However, he recognized he couldn't force it in.
At this point he spit into his hand. Applying his own spittle to his penis shaft he was ready now.
"Fuck it," he told her as he rammed into her.
She twisted around as he went on stabbing.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Keep your tail moving."
It was painful but he got it in. Now she was getting it both ways. To her surprise she was actually enjoying it.
"Fuck me, Corky," she threw her head back.
Corky was pleased. He had begun the sexual act with a rage and an anger. For he resented her resentment. Now that she was joining him in the act and enjoying it, he was eager to demonstrate all that he could do.
His hands reached up for her bosoms as he watched his cock gliding in and out of her pussy. Her pussy muscles clasped his sliding, thrusting cock.
"I want it," she begged him anxiously. "Fuck me. He was fucking her hard now. She was getting a bigger charge out of it every moment.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "you don't know how good this feels to me. Fuck off!"
She kept her hips swinging around.
"Ohhh, I want it," he told her. "Fuck it off, baby, fuck off."
His hot hands went to her ass cheeks. He squeezed her buttocks.
"Beautiful," he told her. "Fuck it."
He was so excited now that he felt himself cuming.
"Ohhh, baby," the guard gasped as he jabbed it up her ass hole, "I'm cuming, too."
His hot, thick cum shot up her ass hole. Squeezing his penis she got all the cum out of his cock.
When he eased out of her ass hole, Corky wanted to have her there, too.
"I guess you got her ass ready for me," he laughed raucously.
He pulled his penis from her and got behind her.
"Bend over," he insisted.
At this point she thought she couldn't stand it anymore. She could hardly wiggle her ass for Corky.
"Take my lighter and turn on her tits," Corky chuckled. "Then she'll wiggle her ass hole."
The guard took the lighter from Corky. He lit it.
He let the flame pass over her bosoms. Sure enough, it worked like magic. Immediately, Dianne's ass began rotating.
"She's a wild fuck now," he told him. "Fuck away, baby."
He was ramming it roughly right up her ass hole. She was twisting and turning and enjoying every erotic moment.
Other prisoners who had been listening to the assault on Dianne's ass hole wanted to fuck her the same way. A chant echoed throughout the dingy prison.
"Gang bang," the chant was picked up. "Gang bang."
With alternating lashes of the flame from the cigaret lighter torturing her bosoms and the hard, thick cock of Corky gliding up her ass hole, Dianne was more tortured now as she heard their dreadful chanting. She had heard about women being forced to have sex with a series of men. She was hardly prepared to consider group sex in the prison.
"Fuck off," the men panted. "Fuck off!"
They were all ready now for that erotic moment.
"Keep doing it," the guard told Corky. "I'm enjoying it."
It didn't take Corky long to get his rocks off.
"Her ass is pulling my pecker in like quicksand," Corky exclaimed. "This is wild screwing at its best. This is the way I love to fuck."
He patted her ass cheeks fondly.
"Fuck," he commanded. "Fuck, baby, fuck. Twist your ass and fuck off."
Corky's cock exploded in her ass. He shoved in a few more times and then he was ready to pull out. The guard had no options but to open the door. For the men were making such a loud racket that he was fearful people on the street would storm the jail to find out what was happening.
"Calm down," he told them.
Now they were prepared.
"I'm first," one dirty young hippy laughed as he unzipped his jeans and reached for his thick, long penis. "On your knees," he exclaimed.
Feebly dropping to her knees, Dianne looked up at him. If she was expecting any mercy, she was in for a surprise. For when she didn't instantly pull on his thick, long cock, he socked her in the jaw.
"Take my pecker and suck it," he demanded.
Finally she gripped his cock.
"Suck it all the way in your mouth, sweetheart," he said with heavy sarcasm.
Looking up he seemed to ask the other men for approval. The four prisoners who were closeby nodded and gently applauded.
"You see," he winked, "they recognize you're a mighty good cock sucker. Suck it, baby, suck it off for me."
At this point she knew exactly what to do.
"Baby," he whispered, "you're beautiful. That's what I want you to do."
He was pleased and thrilled now.
"Eat my pecker," he panted as he pumped it to her. "Suck the head of it. That's how you do it. Suck, baby, suck."
Dianne had developed a lot of skill at licking cock. She knew how to tease and tantalize the head of his shaft so it would provide the most thrills for a lover.
"I'll feed you my pecker juice," the young hippy grinned. "You want that sweet, thick cum, baby. I'll shoot it down your throat."
It was humiliating, revolting and disgusting to Susan. Nevertheless, she did what was expected of her.
"Come on, cock eater," he told her. "That's what I want you to do. Suck off. Suck it off."
Repelled and disgusted by the horrible act that she was asked to perform, she nevertheless continued.
"Baby," he whispered, "now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Suck it off,"
The keen, erotic pleasure that he was obtaining now had him shaking.
"Yes, yes," he continued, "suck off."
The hippy was gripping her throat. He was forcing his cock down it. Then he reached for her head.
"Sweetheart, suck. You heard me, suck my cock, suck it off."
She was so outraged at the indecent and obscene act he was forcing her to perform that she wanted to bite his penis. But she knew better.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed. "Eat it. Suck every drop of it."
Industriously she continued sucking on his thick, long penis.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Yes, baby, yes."
She was sucking smoothly now. She could tell that he really enjoyed this.
"Ohhh, baby," he panted as he finished, "you sure know how to use your mouth on a guy's dick stick."
CHAPTER FOUR
Dianne didn't have a shadow of a doubt in her mind that he would expect her to follow with the others. But she had no idea what was expected.
The next prisoner looked down at her. He was an American and had been detained there quite some time.
"My name is Chuck, honey," he told her, "and I'm from Philadelphia. You give blow jobs as good as the girls from Philadelphia?"
Dianne didn't respond. He reached down and tweaked her left breast.
"You didn't answer my question," he laughed sadistically.
"Yes, yes, damn it," Dianne exclaimed.
"All right, cock eater," he told her, "do what you will with my dick. But while you're sucking my cock you ought to be fucked."
The prison guard had an idea.
"Hey, have her lie on the floor. One of you can stick it in her pussy while the other feeds his dick to her face."
The young men liked the idea. The second prisoner who was going to accost her naked young body figured he wanted to be bare ass naked, too. It didn't take him long to strip out of his clothes. He gently straddled her and guided his thick manhood into her moist mound.
Seconds later, Chuck straddled her face. He lowered his ass directly over her face.
"Let's see how you lick ass," he smiled.
Dianne began sobbing.
"Honey," he told her, "what the fuck are you crying about? I give you a chance to lick my ass hole and you're crying. You've got to be out of your mind. I don't understand you."
Dianne was disturbed by the entire situation. She wanted to claw at his bare ass cheeks which hung perilously over her face.
"I'll smother you with my ass hole," he warned her. "That is, if you don't start licking."
The thought of being smothered under his ass drove her out of her mind. She was motionless.
"Don't freeze on me," Chock exclaimed as he lowered his bare bottom right over her face just as he threatened to do.
He was a strong young stud and he held his thighs and ass over her face until she thought she couldn't breathe. At the same instant she could feel the big cock slipping into her pussy. Reaching up, she gripped his ass cheeks and clawed them.
"That's it, honey," he told her. "You've got the spirit. Now, sweetheart, suck me."
Dianne prepared to suck him. Even though the act was disgusting and terrifying she figured she had to do it.
Her hot tongue plunged in his asshole. She thought she would throw up. But Chuck wasn't going to give her an opportunity to do anything but go on eating out his ass.
"Beautiful," he told her. "Now slip your tongue higher up my asshole. That's what I want you to do. Flip it all the way up there."
Dianne's tongue plunged up his rectum. She was going to give him what he wanted. She knew her options were none. As her tongue swung forward, he plunged downward.
"Eat it," he told her evenly. "Eat it."
Dianne was repelled and disgusted. Nevertheless, she did what was expected of her.
"Baby," he whispered, "that's what I want you to do. Suck it."
Finally when Chuck figured he was ready to shoot his gun off, he wanted her to suck on his testicles, too.
"Open your mouth, sweetheart," he told her, "and let me slip my nuts inside."
She opened her mouth. His big balls slipped inside.
"That's the way," he told her. "Just like that, baby. Now suck."
She could see that he meant business.
"You keep sucking," he told her. "That's what I want you to do. Suck me. Come on, baby, suck. Suck balls. Suck it."
He was getting more and more turned on.
"Beautiful," he told her. "You're gonna pop my cork in a minute."
Letting his balls slip from her mouth, he pre- sented her with his penis. Proudly he let some of his cum drip from the tip of his cock.
"You're gonna love the taste of it," Chuck assured her.
It was a strange feeling to have two men drilling into her at once. It was even stranger how it did feel good as the young hippy prisoner shoved his meat into her mound. She found she could rock her ass back and forth and provide him with some erotic kicks. At the same time she did enjoy it, too.
"Now you're fucking," he told her. "Come on, baby, fuck it."
With hard, deep jabs he went on slipping it to her. And then she felt her mouth being crammed full of cock.
"Eat my pecker," he told her. "Suck it. That's the way to do it. Suck my cock. Suck it off."
The erotic fascination that she found had her stimulated and aroused.
"Yes, baby, yes," he told her, "that's what I like. Now you're doing it."
Chuck could feel the head of his meaty shaft gently gliding against the back of her throat.
"Eat me," he told her. "That's the way. Yes. I want it. You know how."
She was so aroused and stimulated she could hardly stand it She had never had anything quite like this before.
"Beautiful" he told her. "You know what I need. Come on, cock eater, suck off my cock."
Suddenly, Chuck's balls exploded. Hot sperm splashed down her throat as his rocks shot off. The hot salty taste of Chuck's cum load spurting down her throat nearly choked her. What a way to go, she thought to herself. She could see it on her tombstone now. "Choked Sucking Cock." That would be beautiful. She had to survive. She couldn't let that happen.
"I'm almost through," the other prisoner panted as he kept on pumping it in her pussy.
Chuck eased out of her mouth. He turned around, still hard, and watched.
"We ought to take movies of this," he said. "We would be millionaires. They say it took just a few thousand dollars and a few weeks to produce Deep Throat. And now look at what's happening. Linda Lovelace just finished a picture, Linda Lovelace For President"
The guard laughed.
"She might not be so bad," he quipped. "The others are just sucking ass. At least, she's sucking cock."
When they had finished their performance they pulled apart. The guard let two other men accost her. Finally it was over. Dianne was sobbing now. She felt awful.
However, she was surprised and delighted when a short time later one of the guards brought her some food.
"Here are some clothes, too," he said, handing her some garments.
Through dried eyes she looked up at him.
"Thank you," she whispered. "Thank you ever so much."
She was grateful that someone was thinking of her. It had made her sick to think she had to do the terrible things she did. However, when there was some gratitude expressed, even though it was from a warped, sadistic guard, she was thankful. The guard looked at her and smiled.
"We're really not so bad," he told her. "We just like to play games."
"You play rather rough," Dianne told him. "You really do."
"Some women like it," he explained.
"I've read about women like that," she admitted. "They get a charge when a guy whips them or beats them or kicks them."
"That's true," the guard smiled, looking down at his heavy boots.
"Don't get any ideas," Dianne shook her head. "I don't want you kicking me."
"Maybe some other time, if you won't mind," he smiled.
He went away and left her alone.
A couple of days later, after having some disgusting prison rations, she wished that she could have some delicious food such as the Mexican guard had brought her.
"What's your name?" she asked him when he returned.
"What difference does it make?"
"I don't know," Dianne shook her head glumly.
Now the guard was eager to demonstrate what he wanted to do.
"I wish you'd take off your clothes and let me kick you. I'd like to kick your ass while I'm jacking off."
"That's sick," Dianne glared up at him.
When she saw the rage flooding his eyes, she realized she had said the wrong thing.
"I didn't mean anything by that," she assured him quickly.
"You'd better not," he told her. "I can get real angry."
"I'm aware of that fact," Dianne said.
She figured she might as well play along with him. She removed her clothes. Now she felt the sting of his heel as he crushed it down on her ass.
"That hurts," she told him as she looked up at him.
Dianne had him figured right. She calculated that if she would cry he would obtain his kicks. It would be only sensible to put on a big performance.
"Stop it, stop it," she sobbed.
It did ignite the guard's fire in his loins. He slowly unzipped his fly as he let his boots hit into her again. The other prisoners were all listening. The sounds emanating from Dianne's cell ignited their passions. They were ready once more to contemplate carrying on with her.
"Now, sweetheart," he told her, "I want you to just wiggle your ass while I kick."
Even though it seemed sick and terrifying, Dianne thought the best thing to do was to cooperate. She wiggled as he let his boots bite into her behind.
"Ohhh, that hurts," she whimpered. "Stop it, damn it."
He wasn't stopping now. Nothing would get him to stop now.
"Ohhh, baby," he panted as he reached for his penis and began pumping vigorously. "That feels super. Keep it up."
She continued thrilling and exciting him. Even though she hated the torture that he was generating in her body, she figured it was worth getting it over with.
When the guard's balls ignited and his cock got so excited he could barely contain himself, he got on the floor.
"Push your naked ass up to meet my pecker," he panted.
Dianne reared up on her legs. Her curvaceous ass cheeks appealed to him.
"Fuck it," he told her. "Fuck, baby. Now you're doing it."
With hard, driving jabs he stabbed forward. Her ass stretched to accommodate the size of his massive cock.
"I want you to twist your tail for me," he told her, "and give me a real good fucking."
Susan ground her ass around.
"Oh, it's beautiful," he told her. "Now you're fucking. Keep it up."
She continued grinding her hips. He got more and more aroused.
"That's the way," he told her. "Just keep your tail moving."
She was finding out how he wanted it.
"Ohhh, baby," he whispered, "you've almost got me there. You just keep twisting."
Bending over, the guard reached for her bosoms. His finger nails bit into her nipples. She felt a searing pain as the blood spurted from her breasts.
"You've got a tight asshole," he told her. "You've been fucking this way but not too much."
He was ramming hard now. She hated it. She wondered how much longer she could tolerate his madness.
"Ohh, baby," he whispered, "I love it when you do it just like that. That's the way. Fuck, baby, fuck it."
She went on grinding her ass around. The international language of sex was the same. When a man had a beautiful woman he usually wanted to try everything with her. And in Dianne's case the guard had her down on all fours on the floor and delighted in ramming his manhood up her tight ass.
"Yes, baby, yes," he whispered in her ear, "you like it. You know you do."
No amount of lies would ever convince Dianne she enjoyed this. She hated every horrible moment of it. Nevertheless, she was trying her best to give him the kicks he wanted so badly.
"Oh, wow," he told her, "that's what I like. Now you're doing it."
The erotic thrills shot through his body.
"Yes, yes," he exclaimed, "that's the way to do it. Now, baby, now."
The hot, long cock achieved its destination. For the guard got his rocks off. The steady stream of white, hot cream shot up her asshole."
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's what I want you to do. Keep it up."
She went on twisting her tail as he finished fucking her cum-slickened asshole. Finally he eased his thick long penis from her behind. At this point other prisoners wanted to ball her.
"You've got some fans," he laughed as he got to his feet.
The next prisoner who wanted to mount her ass was Chuck.
"Baby, I've never had it up here," Chuck told her as he entered the room.
Dianne felt she might as well stay on the floor on all fours. It would save her the bother of getting up. The young hippy figured he would enjoy it more if he removed his clothes. But that didn't make it more pleasant for Dianne. For as his clothes fell to the floor, she could get a whiff of them. It was anything but pleasant.
Gripping her behind he slowly eased his thick, long penis between her ass cheeks. Looking up at the guard who was watching him, he thanked him.
"That was mighty neighborly of you," he chuckled. "Getting her ready for me. It's sliding real smooth. I guess you shot a good load up her asshole."
It was disgusting and obscene to have them talk this way about sex.
"Fuck me," Chuck insisted. "Wiggle your butt like you did for him."
It was strange how Dianne found it pleasurable this time. Even though the stench of Chuck was disgusting, the way he socked his thick, long penis up her asshole was pleasurable. Her ass was well stretched now and the cum had slickened it so it was easy sliding. She bucked back to meet his driving jabs. This pleased and excited him no end.
"Give it to me," she begged him anxiously. "Yes. I want it. That's just the way. Keep it up."
He was getting hotter and hornier every moment.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "that's what I want you to do. Keep it up. Just like that."
He knew that it wouldn't be much longer until he was there. This was the erotic moment he was waiting for. The slushing sound of his thick, long manhood as it rode up her asshole stimulated the guard who was watching.
"I'm getting horny all over again," he smiled broadly.
The guard figured that as soon as she was through giving him an ass fuck, he would get his cock sucked. He didn't bother to put his thick, long penis back in his pants. As Dianne glanced upward above his boots, above his pants to his crotch, she could see his dangling penis lengthening.
"You want it," he smiled as he reached for his cock. "You can suck it when you finish giving him an ass fuck."
Chuck continued plunging his manhood roughly, rudely up her ass. He was driving it in deeper as if he were trying to hurt her. Dianne didn't mind it when he was slow and gentle about it. But when he got rough it made her furious.
"Now you're doing it nice," he told her. "Just keep your tail twisting. That's the way to do it. Come on, baby, fuck. Fuck it off."
At this point Chuck reached around. He gripped her breasts with his hand. But the guard had other ideas. With a sadistic grin he made a suggestion.
"Why don't you pinch her nipples with your finger tips? She might enjoy that."
That was more than Dianne could bear.
"Damn you!" she exclaimed as she felt Chuck's finger tips pressing into her nipples.
The sensitive flesh was breaking again and the blood was trickling.
"I'm sorry," the guard laughed as he let his boot bite into her ass.
This speeded up her movements. She twisted around, anxious to get the action over with now.
"Yes, baby, yes," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Keep it up. Come on, baby, fuck off. Fuck off!"
Chuck continued pounding his throbbing male member up her asshole. Finally she squeezed his penis in her butt. The hot juice dripped into her asshole as he got his gun off.
Chuck let his cock slide a few more times in her slick asshole before he pulled it out. When he did, some of his cum dripped on the floor.
"I want you to keep this cell tidy," Chuck laughed. "Lick up my cum off the floor."
Glaring at him Dianne swung around. She let her tongue gently lick at the cement. The guard got a big charge out of that.
"She's a good housekeeper," he laughed.
Now he was prepared for his own erotic adventures.
"Honey, you're gonna eat my dick. I'm gonna take off my clothes and let you have me."
Chuck stood on the side and watched. He still hadn't put his clothes back on. Dianne wished that he would.
CHAPTER FIVE
Dianne felt that if Chuck would put his clothes on and walk out of the jail cell, he might carry some of the stench from his body with him. However, she did not have that good fortune. For standing there naked, Chuck watched the guard.
The guard took off his boots. Then he removed his pants and pulled down his shorts.
"I think I'm gonna do what Chuck did," he grinned wickedly.
Chuck smiled as he watched the guard boldly sit on her face. Reaching up, Dianne gripped his firm, round ass cheeks.
"I want you to lick it," he told her, "and I want you to do a good job."
Even though she was repelled and disgusted at the evil suggestion the guard had made, Dianne felt as though she had no options. She slowly began licking at his ass crack. He thrilled to the erotic sensation of her tongue gently gliding and sliding all around his asshole.
"Keep it up," he told her. "That's what I want you to do."
She let her tongue slide gingerly back and forth all around his asshole. Finally she stiffened her tongue and plunged it up his rectum. The guard grinned up at Chuck who was watching carefully.
"Mighty good at this, too," he quipped.
He laughed now. He was obtaining his kicks totally.
"Why don't you jerk your cock while she licks your asshole?" Chuck suggested.
"Not a bad idea," the guard nodded, as he accepted his suggestion.
Pulling with a forceful hand grab, he was entertaining himself. Cupping his big, hairy, swelling balls with one hand, he jerked lewdly on his manhood with the other. At the same time he enjoyed the erotic sensation of her tongue gently caressing and licking at his bare behind.
When he reached a certain passionate pitch, he waited no longer.
"Lick the nuts," he told her. "That's what I want you to do."
Her hot tongue swept back and forth over the surface of his balls.
"Now I'm gonna feed you my cock," he told her frankly.
Opening her mouth Dianne let him slide inside.
"That feels super," he told the hippy. "She's a mighty good cock sucker."
She was sucking hard. Dianne kept her eyes closed. That eased the pain of the obscene acts she was being forced to perform. However, it disgusted the guard.
"Open your eyes and watch," he demanded angrily in a firm voice.
Slowly Dianne opened her eyes. She could see his huge saliva-slickened cock pumping in and out of her unwilling mouth.
"Play with the balls," the guard demanded.
Even though she didn't want to, she played with his balls. Now he was ready to spurt. She could tell from the wild, rough way he was accosting her throat that he was almost there. With hard, deep stabs he rammed it rudely, crudely down her throat.
"Eat it," he exclaimed eagerly. "That's what I want you to do. Suck it off. Come on, cock eater, suck it off. That's it. Now you're doing it. Just like that, baby, now you've got the hang of it,"
She had put up a good fight. But she couldn't fight any longer. He drove his manhood down her throat roughly.
"Yes, baby, yes," he whispered, "you'll take it. Every inch of it."
His hot seed spilled in her mouth. For a second she thought she would throw up. When she did not immediately swallow his cum, he made a big fuss about it.
"Don't you spit my seed out," he told Dianne. "It's precious. You suck it. You swallow it."
Dianne realized she would have to do as he ordered.
"That's it," the hippy grinned. "Let her know who's boss."
Even though it was repelling and horrible to her, Dianne accommodated his disgusting desire.
When she had finished she thought it would be over now. But it wasn't. For the other prisoners were making such a fuss. One was even threatening to blackmail the guard if he didn't get a whack at her.
Dianne got to her feet. Her knees ached and her back hurt.
"I can't do any more," she said as her breath came short.
"Guess we'll have to tie you up to the bars," the guard smiled.
"That's not a funny joke," she said as he laughed raucously.
"I'm not cracking jokes," the guard told her. "You are going to be tied up."
He left and returned a few moments later with some rope. He didn't hesitate to do his thing. Once she was bound hand and foot to the bars, he was prepared to do what he wanted to.
The men lined up. They were ready. As Dianne saw them she was repelled and sickened.
"Might as well take off all your fucking clothes," the guard chuckled.
He was drinking raw bourbon now. And apparently enjoying every bizarre moment of the erotic action. The prisoner stripped bare-ass naked. Going over to her, he brushed his thick, long cock against her pussy. Then reaching up, he began pinching and playing with her breasts.
"Wow!" the prisoner chuckled. "She sure has a nice pair of knockers."
He was getting a big charge out of feeling of her breasts. Finally he stood directly in front of her. His penis was even with her pussy. He gently eased it in. His hands reached back to cup her ass cheeks.
"You're gonna fuck and fuck good," he told her sternly.
It was strange that it did feel good as his huge, long penis plunged forward. Even though she had to admit she hated every moment of it, it was strange how it did somehow appeal to her.
"Grind your ass, sweetheart," the naked prisoner demanded as he went on assaulting her.
She swung her hips around.
"That's the way," he told her. "Now you're doing it real nice. Keep that up."
She continued pleasing him. For she kept her hips swaying. Pressing closer to her, he wanted to feel her great bosoms brushing across his hairy chest.
"Fuck me," she begged. "Fuck me."
The guard was amazed and delighted when Dianne finally asked for it. Apparently they were achieving a measure of success for she wanted it.
"Hey, baby, I'm not so bad," the naked young prisoner panted as he pumped his thick, rigid penis into her.
She was enjoying it immensely.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Fuck it. Come on, baby, fuck. Fuck it."
With determination and zest he was getting there.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Now you're fucking. Fuck, baby, fuck."
He was enjoying it to the utmost now.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "you sure know how to give a good screw. Keep it up."
She was twisting her hips around. And he was enjoying her every movement.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "that's what I like. Now you're doing it. Come on, baby, fuck it. That's the way. Fuck it off."
His keen, erotic pleasure was hers. She was enjoying every moment of it.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you know how to swing your ass. That's the way. Keep it up. Fuck it. Fuck."
It was a full measure of pleasure that he was experiencing at this point. And then he came. His hot juices spurted up her pussy.
"Ohhh," he told her, "that's beautiful. Fuck it.
Fuck!"
She went on entertaining him. It was an erotic moment for the both of them.
The next prisoner in line could hardly wait to shove his cock into her, too. She wished that they would take her out of this terrible position. She hated the feel of the rope around her wrists and ankles. She thought perhaps by exclaiming erotic responses as if she was enjoying herself, that she might be able to influence the guard to remove the straps that held her securely.
"Please," she begged for mercy, "take these horrible ropes off me. I promise I won't try to run away. I'll do anything, anything."
The guard grinned.
"Sure, you will," he smiled. "Because we want you to. Sure. Who's next?"
The next prisoner handed him some money.
"Thank you," he told her. "Help yourself. She's all yours."
It disgusted him to have her acting as if she hated it. He knew that he had to keep her in this position so they could move as quickly as possible.
The next naked prisoner was a black man. He had a thick, long penis. Dianne didn't know whether or not he could slip it all in. She was worried and con- cerned.
"I want to fuck you," he told her, "and fuck you good."
Moving over to her he slowly guided his thick, long penis into her.
"That's it," he told her, "shove back to me, baby."
She shoved back to meet his driving cock stab.
"That's the way," he told her, "just like that. You know how to do it, baby."
She was cooperating. That's all he ever expected of her.
"Beautiful," he told her. "Now you're doing it. Just like that."
Dianne was providing him with every erotic kick she knew how.
"Twist your ass around," the man told her breathlessly.
Seeing that another man could slip it to her from behind through the bars, the guard suggested they could speed up the sexual play time.
"Anybody want to fuck her asshole?" he called out down the prison corridor.
There was a chorus of men responding affirmatively. The guard was pleased.
"We can screw her in double time," he chuckled.
The next prisoner came along and he stripped as he got behind her.
"Dianne, this will get you through it quicker," the guard told her. "You really ought to thank me."
Dianne didn't say a word. The guard went over to her. He considered her not responding as a form of insult. Slapping her face crudely, he told her, "You ought to thank a man when he does a favor for you."
Sobbing, Dianne replied.
"Thank you, thank you," she told him.
Now the second naked prisoner was fitting his manhood into her asshole. He was having a rather rough time of it. Spitting into his hand, he applied his own spit to his thick penis. Then he tried once more. Reaching down, he parted Dianne's curvaceous ass cheeks. Roughly, rudely, he shoved forward. He felt himself shoving right up her asshole.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Twist around, baby, twist your tail for my fucking prick."
She twisted around.
"You're right on," he told her. "Just keep it up."
Dianne was trying her best to control herself. She felt such hostility and anger toward him it wasn't easy. Nevertheless, she was doing everything she knew how.
"Fuck," the man who pumped it into her from behind urged her on. "Twist your ass around."
Dianne ground her hips around. Even though it was a disgusting thing for her to have to do, she recognized her fate. And she was willing to do what she had to do in order to stay alive.
He was getting hotter and hotter and so was she.
"Yes, yes," he cried, "now you're doing it. Grind your ass. This feels fantastic."
To the man in front who was ramming it into her pussy, he asked a question point blank.
"Is her pussy as tight as her asshole?"
"How the fuck would I know?" the man smiled. "I haven't tried her ass yet."
Dianne recognized her position as a sexual pawn in a prison. It was an awful position to be placed in. Yet she knew she had to make the most of it. It wasn't easy to satisfy the man who was shoving it into her vagina, as well as the man who was ramming it up her ass hole. Yet she knew what she was expected to do. She was trying her best to satisfy them both.
Her ass muscles seized the cock that was sliding into her rectum. She twisted around. The man who was driving into her vagina was pleased. For he could feel the pinch of her pussy muscles.
"I've almost got it off," the man drilling from behind panted. "I'm almost there."
Indeed he was. It wasn't going to be much longer and Dianne could tell. For some of his juice was starting to trickle up her asshole.
"Now, now," he finally exclaimed. "I'm getting it there."
His hot, long cock shoved all the way in up her asshole.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly. "Ohhh, baby, I made it."
His hot juices flooded her asshole. Seconds later, the man who was shoving into the front of her got it, too.
"Yes, yes," he exclaimed excitedly. "I'm there, baby. I've made it!"
He plunged his thick, long cock in as far as it would go.
"Beautiful," he told Dianne as he felt her pussy muscles clamp on his cock and squeeze out the juice.
Both men pulled out at the same time. The guard was pleased with their performance. He applauded.
"Next," he told the men.
Once more Dianne begged to be let free.
"I can't stand being tied up like this," she told him. "I really can't. Please, set me free."
He only grimaced at her.
"Don't ask for favors, fucker. You're in prison and don't you forget that."
Dianne did not have to be reminded of this ugly fact. She was all too aware of it. And it was driving her out of her mind.
CHAPTER SIX
Two prisoners stripped. They were preparing now to assault Dianne from the front and from behind. Dianne was nervous and fearful. Then she felt one drilling it up her asshole while the other glided into her pussy. She was losing track of them. These were Mexican men. Both of them were dark. She didn't mind who they were or what they were, just so they didn't hurt her. If only her wrists could be freed. That was the most horrible thing of all. She hated to have her arms up in the air and her wrists tied to the bars.
There wasn't much she could do about the situation, she realized. It made her nervous and angry. But she tried her best to control herself.
"She sure has a nice, hot asshole," one of the prisoners exclaimed as he proudly sodomized her with brutal stabs of his cock.
She hated the feel of his rigid manhood as it roughly slid into her cum-slickened asshole. But there was nothing she could do to stop it. She could tell the guard was getting a hard-on as he stood there naked, enjoying all the erotic action. At least she wouldn't have to feel the crunch of his boots when his bare feet touched the floor. That was something to be thankful for.
The guard was smoking now as he watched her.
"You're a good fucker, Dianne," he told her. "You ought to work here in Tijuana. We've got some nice whorehouses."
Dianne had heard plenty about their whorehouses from her father. The last thing on earth she wanted to consider was working in one of them. She heard her father say that he had visited one of them once and had been sickened and repulsed by the ugly things they were doing.
Now she was the victim of sexual assault. And there was no way she could get out of it.
They were coming on strong. Both of them. One up her asshole, the other in her pussy.
"Let's see if we can make it together," the man who was shoving it up her rectum exclaimed.
"A good idea," the other man smiled.
The two men were trying to time the jabs into her ass and her pussy so they could make it on target.
"Maybe we can even get her to cum off with us," one of the men smiled.
The guard placed a bet.
"Bet you ten American dollars you can't all make it at once," he chuckled.
"Bet you ten we can," the man who was slamming up her asshole chuckled.
The guard told them, "You're on. It's your bet."
He was enjoying this enormously. And he wasn't going to make any bones about it. He was going to get his kicks.
The two men fucked her furiously. From the way that she was wiggling, it seemed as if she was trying her best to give them every possible response.
"Fuck it," the Mexican man sodomizing her exclaimed. "Twist your sweet ass. I'll lick your asshole if you'll cum with us."
This was no alluring offer to Dianne. If they would just leave her alone she would feel privileged.
Now they were ramming it to her in the same tempo. Only a thin sheath of flesh divided the plunging penis that was sliding in her pussy from the thick, long cock that was gliding up her asshole. The two men could feel each other as they were shoving.
"Fuck it," the man who was stabbing it into her ass exclaimed. "Fuck it."
They were getting hotter and hornier for her every moment.
"That's the way," one of the men exclaimed. "Grind your hips around. You're right on. Fuck it, baby, fuck it."
Both of them were getting there. And they were enjoying it enormously.
"Yes, baby, yes," Dianne exclaimed, "now you're doing it. That's the way. Keep it up."
It was a pleasurable moment for them. For they were both getting close to climax. All at once the man who was slamming it up her ass got his rocks off.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly. "I've made it."
Sure enough, he had gotten his rocks off. The man who was shoving it into her pussy was equally delighted.
"Yes, yes," he panted as he pumped forcefully forward, "I'm there."
Dianne hadn't made it. The guard had won his bet.
The two disappointed prisoners pulled their wilted cocks from Dianne's body. Now the guard was hard again and ready for more action.
"It's time I get my kicks," he said. "I'm eager to get my charge out of her body."
Even though she thought she could not continue any longer, Dianne discovered that she could. The guard decided he would let her try something different.
"I want you to lick and suck me all over," he told her. "So I'm gonna take off these wrist bands and the ankle bands as well."
When the ropes were removed from her wrists and her ankles, Dianne was able to stretch. She rubbed her wrists and reached down and rubbed her ankles. Now the guard stretched out naked on the cement floor. He was on his stomach.
"I want you to give me a nice body massage," he told her, "and do it the way I tell you to. I want you to swing those nice big boobs of yours all across my back. I want to feel those big tits of yours pressing on my ass. Make me feel good."
Dianne accommodated him. She let her huge bosoms swing against his back. She slid them down to his buttocks. He loved the sensation of her crushing round breasts massaging against his buttocks.
"That feels good," he told her. "That's the way I like it. Keep it up."
Dianne continued letting her great bosoms massage against him. And then she let her tongue lightly lick all around his ass crack.
"I want you to slide your tongue right up my ass," he told her.
Dianne got right in there. Burying her head between his ass cheeks, she let her tongue slide into him. He loved it.
"Now lick down my thighs," he told her. "And work your way to my feet. You are my sex slave, baby, and don't you forget it."
Dianne could see the sadistic guard obtained an enormous amount of pleasure thinking of her as a pitiless victim of his evil, lusty desires.
She let her tongue lick his thighs.
"Tickle the back of my nuts while you're doing that," he told her. "That will please me."
Dianne was tempted to pinch his balls. It would serve him right, she thought to herself. However, when she began getting rough with her finger movements around his balls, the guard let her know she should take it easy in no uncertain terms.
Dianne finally worked her way to his calves. He made her lick his calves and then the soles of his feet. How dreadfully disgusting, she thought to herself. Why should she be reduced to such a disgusting performance?
The total insult was when he wanted her to suck on his toes. His dirty, horrible toes. They had been walking all over the filthy cement floor of the prison and now she was being called upon to perform this ugly act for him.
She sucked on every toe. He made her suck on the big toe as if it were a penis head. He seemed to obtain such sheer delight out of this that she realized it was an important thing for him.
When she had finished both feet, he rolled over with a pleasurable gasp.
"Now you'll be privileged to begin again," he told her.
She worked her way up to his crotch. He held his big, thick cock out for her.
"Press your breasts on either side of my penis," he told her. "I would enjoy that enormously, my dear.
Now do it."
Letting his thick long cock slip between her weighty bosoms, she pressed forward.
"Now you are doing it," he told her. "Ahhh, baby, what a feeling."
She made it a point to entertain him as best she could. Her hands slipped under his ass cheeks. And she rolled her great bosoms back and forth in an effort to arouse him.
"That feels real good," he told her. "I love that. Beautiful."
Then he told her what he wanted her to finish with.
"Open your mouth and suck my balls inside, baby."
Opening her mouth, Dianne let the guard slip his balls inside.
"That's good," he told her. "You know how to please me."
Dianne went on entertaining him. But the worse thing of all was his big, sticky prick. He held it out to her, smiling proudly. Once more the urge to bite it off went through her. She resisted this. For she knew it could mean instant death.
Opening her mouth, she slowly let him slide forward.
"You need it," he told her. "Every fucking inch of it. Now eat it."
He shoved his thick, meaty penis into her mouth with a forceful jab.
"Beautiful," he told her. "Now you are sucking. Suck it. Suck it off."
Dianne sucked on his thick, long cock. He enjoyed the sight of her head bobbing up and down on his mammoth rod.
"That's it, cock eater," he exclaimed excitedly. "Now you are licking. Keep it up, baby. Yes. Just keep that up."
She didn't know how much more of this she could stand.
"That's the way," he told her. "Just keep licking there."
The thick, meaty penis was getting stickier by the moment. Apparently the guard was getting more excited. Dianne could hardly wait until he got it off.
"Ohhh, I'm there," he exclaimed anxiously. "I made it. Suck it off. Suck it off, Susan baby, suck all my juice."
The hot, sweet cum juice erupted from his penis in a wild gush.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Just keep it up."
She could hardly stand it. Nevertheless, she let him shove it to her. It almost choked her throat. At last he pulled back so it would explode in her mouth. Apparently he knew how vital it was that it be in her mouth at the moment she would be sucking it off completely.
His hot, thick cream finally erupted in her waiting mouth.
"Eat me," he told her. "That's what you've got to do, baby. Suck it. Eat it."
The delicious excitement of what he was experiencing now had her trembling.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "that's beautiful. Oh, baby, suck it off."
He was totally turned on now as she sucked him smoothly, eagerly.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "eat it. All of it, all of my cock juice."
She finished blowing him. Easing her mouth off his cock she looked at him. He had his ass up in the air and apparently expected her to do more ass licking. Some of the prisoners were watching.
Her tongue was planted on his rectum. And then she let it glide slowly up his tender, tight anal channel. This did ignite and excite him.
"I want you to play with my balls and pull on my pecker," the guard demanded.
While she was eating out his ass, Dianne reached up and fondled his balls. Finally his cock was completely hard again. She began pulling on it. He loved the sensation of her hand jerking on his thick, long cock.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "that's what I want you to do. Pull on it. Harder. Faster. That's the way."
She was developing a good rhythm.
"Eat it," he told her. "That's the way. Come on, baby, eat it."
All at once the juice erupted in her hand. She quickly capped his cock with her mouth and gulped.
"Ohhh, baby," he panted. "Suck me off again. Get all that juice."
Dianne's mouth moved rhythmically up and down his manhood. He loved the sensation of her mouth gliding rhythmically this way.
As soon as she had finished blowing him, a prisoner stepped in. Dropping to his knees he didn't bother to take off his clothes. He simply unzipped his fly and tossed her a ten-dollar bill.
His cock was already erect and ready for action. Dianne didn't have to do any preliminary action to warm him up. Grasping his thick, long manhood she wrapped her mouth around it and began sucking hard.
"Yes, yes," the man told her, "that's the way to do it. Now you're sucking. Keep it up. Ohhh, ahhh, what a cock sucker you are."
She was totally entertaining him now. He loved it. The other prisoners watched and applauded.
"She knows how to give good blow jobs," the black prisoner smiled as he came back to look.
Even though he had plunged it into her body, he hadn't made it in her mouth. He was getting hard again. He looked at his buddy who was sticking it in now.
"Slide it down her throat," the black man suggested excitedly.
That was all the urging the young stud needed. He gripped Dianne's head and then let his cock slide down her throat. With a forceful jab he plunged away with eager movements.
"That's the way," he told her. "Now you're doing it. Fuck. Fuck and suck."
Closing her eyes she felt him exploding. She could taste the salty thick cum load. It was dreadful she shuddered.
The next man was determined he was going to enjoy it even more. The big black stud wanted to strip. As soon as one man had finished, the other one forced her down again. The big black dude wanted the whole trip and he wasn't shy about telling her so.
"I like a girl to use her tongue around my crotch," he grinned, "and I guess you're as good a crotch licker as any."
He laughed as he finished pulling off his shorts. His rigid black cock stood out at firm attention. Dianne was fearful of being asked to take that penis in her mouth. It was enough for two women.
"What do you want?" Dianne asked feebly.
"I want your mouth," he told her, "and part of your throat."
He straddled her face. Then he leaned back, brushing his curving black ass cheeks across her generous-sized bosoms. Then moving forward, he eased himself right over her face.
"You sure have a big one," the guard observed.
Proudly, the black man nodded.
"I never get any complaints," he told him with a sly smile.
Now he was prepared for the action. His thick, black penis was easing into Dianne's mouth.
"That's what I want you to do," he told her. "Just let me ease it down your throat. You'll love this, baby."
As the enormous black penis entered her mouth, she felt certain she would choke on it. She tried to calm herself down.
"I'm gonna feed you black pecker," he told her, "and you're gonna love every sucking inch of it. Believe me, baby, you'll really go for this hard black cock of mine. It squirts hot white juice and you'll love that, too. I know you will. All white bitches love black men's cock juice."
Inching forward, he thrilled and excited her and himself as well.
"Yes," he whispered enticingly, "you're gonna love it. Now you're doing it. Come on, baby, do it for me.
She was more than ever eager to please him in his demands.
"Suck me," he demanded. "Suck me good. Get your tongue moving and suck."
His thick, long, black cock slid in smoothly now.
"That's it," he whispered enticingly. "Now you're doing it. Come on, baby, suck it." She became more aroused every second.
"Yes, yes," he cried anxiously, "that's the way. Come on. Suck it off."
He was turned on totally with her now.
"Eat me," he begged. "Suck me."
His hot juices were ready to explode. She could hardly stand it.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "that's what I want you to do. Come on, baby, suck it off."
The big cock exploded in her mouth. The juice load streamed from the corner of her lips.
"Don't lose any," the black man told her. "Lick it."
She licked his salty cum from her lips.
Pleased, he pulled away.
"You've sure got a nice girl here," he told the guard.
The guard agreed. But he still felt the need of fucking her once more.
"Roll over," he told Dianne, "I'm gonna stick it up your ass."
She rolled over and then he made her get up on her knees at a perfect angle for his penis to plunge into her behind. Gripping her hips he spit into his hand. Then placing his hand on his cock, he applied his own spit to his penis.
"Fuck," he told her. "Fuck it."
With a deep, penetrating jab he plunged forward eagerly.
Her ass rocked back and forth. Judging from the way her tail was twisting, the guard could only ascertain that she had finally found a measure of pleasure in the anal assault.
"Yes," he told her, "you're doing it just fine. Keep that up. That's the way I like it. Fuck it. Yes, baby, yes. Come on, fuck it."
With deep, hard strokes he went on stabbing into her. She hated it. But nevertheless, she was responding to his jabs.
"Come on, baby," he told her. "Fuck it. Twist that tail for me. Fuck it."
He fucked away with delirious excitement. He was pleased to find that she enjoyed it. The black man picked up the small whip the guard always liked to carry.
"I'll whack your ass and you'll fuck her harder," he told him.
Letting the whip lash across the guard's behind, it propelled him into wild, savage cock stabs up Dianne's asshole. Dianne didn't mind the gentle jabs. But when it came to these forceful, horrible cock stabs, she objected.
"Stop it," she exclaimed. "You're hurting me. Stop it!"
"I sure hope so," the guard told her. "That makes it more pleasant for me. Fuck, baby, fuck. Twist that ass around. Fuck!"
Dianne knew her duty. It was disgusting and revolting. She kept her tail twisting. Would the guard ever get his rocks off?
The black prisoner went on lashing at the guard's bare behind with sadistic strokes of the whip.
"Bring her off, too," the black man suggested. "Finger her pussy hole. You know, stick your finger in there."
The Mexican guard slid his hand underneath her. Instantly he plunged three fingers up her pussy. He wasn't gentle at all as he massaged her clit. Nevertheless, he was getting her to wiggle her ass. That was what he wanted most at this point.
"Feel good, Dianne?" the black man smiled at the * writhing girl.
Dianne did not respond.
"Fuck it off," the guard panted as he pumped it up her ass. "Fuck. Fuck."
The rhythmic jabs of his penis did please her. She also became acclimated to three fingers in her pussy and enjoyed the way he was massaging her clit. Finally she was juicing.
Dianne's hot juices trickled down her inner thigh. Seconds later the Guard got his gun off. High in her asshole he unloaded his thick cum.
"I'm shooting it up your ass," he panted. "Ohhh, baby, keep your tail twisting. Now you're doing it. Grind your ass around, fucker. Grind it. Wiggle it. Give me a good fuck."
Dianne did not appreciate the derisive abuse that she had to take. Nevertheless, she twisted her tail to accommodate the warped, perverted lust of the prison guard.
As her tail twisted, she was able to pull more juice out of his thick cock. That excited and ignited him still further.
"Fuck off," he exclaimed passionately. "Fuck off. Yes, baby, yes. Fuck it off."
His rough, crude voice indicated to her that he was indeed enjoying it. It was a strange performance. One that she loathed and hated. Nevertheless, she knew she would have to continue just as he ordered. She was the guard's sex slave and Dianne was well aware of her desperate situation. She felt alone and lost in her situation.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Dianne was grateful for permission to phone her parents a few days later. When she finally did get her mother on the phone, she broke down and started sobbing.
"Mom," she begged, "I'm in jail. Please, come and get me."
"In jail?" her mother exclaimed indignantly. "You would do something like that and make a bad reputation for us."
Dianne couldn't believe her mother's response.
"But, mom," she told her, "they've got me locked up in Tijuana."
"I'm glad it's Tijuana instead of Los Angeles," her mother told her emphatically, "because I don't want you causing a scandal in the local papers."
"Aren't you gonna get me out of here?" Dianne demanded.
"Why should I?" her mother asked cryptically. "You got yourself into this mess, now just try to get yourself out. How many times have your father and I told you to stop smoking grass? You laughed at us. Now you're not laughing."
"Mom, they're making a whore out of me," Dianne objected.
Her mother responded quickly.
"Honey," her mother told her, "they can't make a whore out of you. You were fucking for money for grass and heroin around the house."
The Mexican guard was apparently kinder than her own mom. This tormented Dianne.
When she went back to her cell, the guard came to talk with her.
"Maybe you'll be getting out of here," he told her.
"It won't be because of any help from my mom," she admitted.
He was stunned that she couldn't get any help.
"If you will provide some sex for some of the men in these cells, they'll pay you. Like I told you, you've got some money already."
Dianne realized that in spite of how horrible everything was, they did pay her.
"Corky has a little game figured out that he would like to try," the guard told her. .
"What?" she asked curiously.
"Well, they have it figured out so you would be swinging from the ceiling in a nylon basket. There would be large spaces where a guy could stick his prick up you. The only thing is he would have to plunge it in your pussy while you were swinging back and forth. If he could make it then he could get to fuck you."
Shaking her head, Dianne told him she didn't think she could put up with anymore.
"I was just trying to help," the guard told her.
"I guess you were," she admitted.
Two days later, Dianne changed her mind. As the guard brought her some food she told him she was willing to try it out.
"Just like the others," he smirked.
"What do you mean?"
"At first, they all say they won't do this and they won't do that," he explained quickly. "But then they change suddenly."
"Damn you," she told him. "You men are all alike. You are always thinking of getting your kicks. It's downright sickening."
A few hours later Dianne was introduced to a new kind of sex.
"This is the exercise room," the guard winked.
She could see a nylon basket swinging from the ceiling. It was empty now and Dianne instantly understood she was supposed to be swinging in the basket. She wondered if it would hold from the ceiling. She didn't care to fall on the floor.
"Is that safe?" she demanded.
"Sure, that holds," the guard told her as he went to the nylon basket which was swinging back and forth in the middle of the room.
He figured out a way to sit down on it himself. As it supported his weight and swung back and forth, Dianne realized it was like a swing. However, it was completely different. For it had large spaces where a man could insert his penis.
Dianne stripped.
"They're going to pay you ten dollars each," he told her.
Once she was completely naked, she got in the nylon basket. It swung back and forth across the room. The first prisoner to come in wore a smile on his face as he looked at her slowly gliding back and forth in the unique basket arrangement.
"I'm gonna fuck you good," Corky told her.
She was certain that he had been drinking. Apparently, that wasn't being kept from the prisoners.
"What are you going to do?" she asked him.
"I'm gonna fuck you," he told her, "and you are gonna love it."
At this point Corky took off his clothes. He lay on his back in the middle of the floor. Then he prepared to fuck. He jerked on his cock until it was ready to fuck. Now that it was hard, he knew it would not be difficult to stab it into her, providing he could get her in the correct position.
"Fuck me," she begged. "Fuck me."
It wasn't going to be much longer now. Corky's big cock was brushing back and forth across her body as she swung in the nylon basket. It was getting the guard excited just watching. He unzipped his fly still further and started jerking on his penis still harder. He stopped for a moment so he could reach in and pull out his balls. Cupping his balls in one hand, he pulled on his rigid cock with the other.
"Beautiful," he told her. "Baby, you're beautiful."
He had to gently push her now and then to make sure the basket kept moving back and forth across the room.
"Fuck me," she begged, "fuck me."
All at once the hard cock managed to plunge into her pussy.
"You can fuck her, Corky," the guard grinned.
Corky's penis plunged into her. It was an awkward position. There she was, stretched out in the basket. Nevertheless, he was screwing her.
"I like it, Corky," she smiled as he fucked her.
She really did. At first it seemed terrifying to take on so many men. However, she had become acclimated to it and she enjoyed it.
"Fuck hard," she begged him. "That's what I want you to do. Come on, baby, fuck."
Corky's long, hard cock was sliding into her. She enjoyed the erotic sensations being generated in her body.
"Give it to me," she begged eagerly. "Yes, Corky, yes, I want it."
She was so excited now she was trembling.
"Beautiful," she panted as she felt him coming into her, "this is what I want. I love it."
Corky was doing his best to provide every thrill he knew how. He was plunging his magnificent male member into her with vigor. Now the idea of plung- ing it into her asshole at the same time appealed to the Mexican guard. Going over to her, he inserted his cock to the nylon mesh.
"Fuck your ass," he said as he rudely jabbed it up her asshole.
She didn't like the idea of having the big, thick cock sliding up her rectum. It hurt like the devil. Nevertheless, there was little she could do. She was their victim. Recognizing this fact, she did the best she could to accept their torture treatment.
"Fuck," Corky panted as he pumped it in her pussy, "fuck."
The Mexican guard rutted into her asshole and didn't say a word. Instead, he reached down and gripped her firm, ripe buttocks. He squeezed the ass cheeks.
"Twist your tail for me, Dianne," he begged.
Dianne ground her hips around.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Beautiful, baby, just beautiful."
She was giving him just the kind of sex he wanted. It was wild.
As they continued this kind of erotic sex, it wasn't going to be much longer until Corky got his rocks off. He plunged it in her pussy a few more times. He could feel her vagina muscles clamping on his manhood. And then he shot his wad. Seconds later, the guard got his rocks off. He rammed it roughly up her hot, tight asshole. He was thrilled and delighted with the fact that she seemed to be responding positively to his wild sexual overtures.
"Ohhh, baby," he gasped as he rutted into her, "now you're fucking. That's the way I like it. Fuck it off."
She kept her tail twisting and grinding around. It was obvious to him that she wanted this kind of sexual experience. And he was more than willing to comply with her strange, erotic lusts.
Dianne was getting a surprise, too. For she was enjoying it herself. She liked the sticky long cock as it glided in and out of her tight ass.
"Baby, you're beautiful," the guard told her. "And you know how to use your ass. Keep your tail twisting."
She kept her hips gyrating and this pleased him.
"Yes, yes," he exclaimed, "that's the way I like it. Now you're doing it."
As she continued pivoting her ass around his long, hard cock, he came again. This made him hap- py.
"You've really got me worked up," he told her. The guard's hot, thick cream shooting up her asshole coated it for another man to get his rocks off.
The guard pulled his penis from her asshole and let her free. She pulled off Corky's cock which was still hard. Corky patted her gratefully and gave her her ten.
After a series of adventures like this, Dianne was limp and exhausted.
"No more," she sighed heavily. "I can't take anymore of this."
She was grateful when it was over. However, there was one man who hadn't gotten his kicks. He was the head jailer and he was determined that he would have his erotic satisfaction. Dianne was back in her cell now and he entered. He looked down at her with a demeaning glance and asked her her name. She told him her name and then looked away evasively.
"I guess you'd like to get out of here," he told her, "and maybe it will be possible. I could use my influence if I wanted to."
Hope flared in Dianne's mind as she looked up at him, smiling.
"You mean it?" she asked anxiously. "You mean, you might be able to help me get out of this hell hole?"
He nodded.
"I guess you don't like it too well here."
"I hate it," she confessed. "I hate it."
"I wonder if you would like to lick my boots," he told her.
Dianne shook her head. That was degrading and disgusting.
"You heard me," he repeated. "I said I wanted you to lick my boots."
Looking up at him, Dianne exacted a promise from him.
"If I do what you tell me, will you help me get out of here?"
For a moment the stern-jawed Mexican jailer did not respond. Finally, a small smile played about his lips and he nodded.
"If you do what I tell you, I'll help you get out of here."
That was enough encouragement to trigger Dianne's enthusiasm. Instantly she bent over. She let her tongue gently lick at his boots.
"You're doing it," he told her. "That's just the way I like it."
To her surprise, as she licked at his boots he unzipped himself. Reaching in, he got his cock. Pulling it out, he began slowly jerking on it. It was obvious this was what he enjoyed doing. Cupping his balls with one hand, he lewdly pulled his penis with the other. Dianne watched carefully as he slowly pumped away.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Just keep licking."
She saw him jerking on his thick, long penis and a strange and sudden urge to suck him came to her. However, Dianne felt it best not to express a word.
Finally, the jailer got so excited that he unfastened his belt and pulled down his pants. Next, he pulled down his shorts. Then he squatted in the cell.
"I want you to lie on your back and lick my asshole," he told her.
A sadistic smile formed on his face as he watched Dianne slowly slide on her back. She lay there now and reaching up, gripped his round ass cheeks. He lowered himself further. It was obvious he was determined to make her do all the disgusting things she despised. All at once she felt his ass over her face and she started licking.
"Lick good," he told her. "I want you to do it right."
It disgusted Dianne to have him speak like this.
But she had no time for thoughts about her personal feelings. Apparently, the only thing that mattered as far as this man was concerned, was his erotic sensations.
Dianne's hot tongue penetrated his asshole. He thrilled to the tingling sensation of her tongue sliding smoothly up his rectum.
"You're a good ass sucker," he told her. "Just keep doing it. Higher."
Dianne understood what he meant. But she was hardly prepared for what else he wanted. She felt him crushing hiss ass down over her face, smothering her. She could barely breathe.
"I can't stand it," she gasped nervously. "Ohhh, stop it."
He laughed as he pulled away.
"Just keep licking like I tell you," he told her. "I want to teach you obedience. That's very important."
He was speaking in a mock manner that totally disgusted her. She wondered how much more of this horrible torture she would have to accept.
She continued licking his awful asshole. Finally, he swung up and let his big hairy balls dangle over her nose.
"I want you to lick them," he told her, "and do a good job."
She was horrified at the evil prospect of having to lick his balls. The sweaty jailer's balls dangled over her nose.
"Don't be afraid of licking my nuts," he told her. "Some of the girls tell me they taste good."
Dianne licked his balls. How she hated and loathed this awful act. Finally he pointed his terrible penis at her. Its meaty, inflamed head indicated that he was aroused. She could see the trace of crystal cum forming at the crown of his thick, long cock.
"Lick my penis," the top man told her. "And do it nice."
Reluctantly she let her tongue slide all around his thick, big cock. Even though she couldn't stand it, she knew she had to endure it.
She continued entertaining him in this manner until he roughly rammed it down her throat.
"I'm gonna fuck your face," he told her.
She felt his gigantic cock gliding down her throat. She hated every terrifying moment of it.
"I want you to eat me," he told her. "I want you to swallow my juice."
She knew that she was being called upon to do something she despised. Nevertheless, she did her best.
"Eat it," he told her. "Suck it off."
She was sucking smoothly now. The jailer delighted to the erotic sounds she was making with her mouth.
"That's the way," he told her. "Just keep it up. I want it."
She hated being involved in what she was doing. Nevertheless, she continued.
"Come on," he told her. "That's the way. You just keep it up."
She continued licking and nibbling and sucking on him. She knew that judging from the way he was going now, it wouldn't much longer until he climaxed. That would be a wonderful moment for her. She wanted it all to end quickly.
"Eat it," he commanded. "Suck it off. That's what I want. Come on, baby, suck off my cock."
She was so excited now that she couldn't help but obey him.
"Yes, yes," he cried anxiously, "that's the way I want you to do it. Keep it up."
The lusty, erotic desires that she felt at this point carried her ever closer to a sticky climax.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "I really enjoy this. Come on."
All at once his hot juices spurted into her mouth. She gulped hungrily. She enjoyed the salty taste of his thick cum.
CHAPTER EIGHT
When he had finished, he complimented her.
"I haven't had a better cock suck in this jail since I started working here. You're real good at it, baby. A real good cock sucker."
Dianne was left alone for a short time. Then the guard came back.
"How would you like to go to my house?" he suggested. "I could take you home with me tonight. I got permission. I guess you really gave a good blow job to the top boy around here."
Dianne smiled. Perhaps she could escape from his house.
"Yes," she told him, "that would be wonderful."
When she got to the Mexican guard's home, she observed that he had one room dedicated to whips. Whips of all sizes were arranged neatly against a wall.
"Apparently you like to use these," she observed nervously.
"How did you guess?" the Mexican guard grinned. At this point Dianne felt herself becoming ill. "Maybe I was safer back there," she told him. "You'll learn to enjoy this," he insisted. "You really will."
"Don't teach me," Dianne said. "I never want to know the pleasure of pain."
"But that is the most exciting kind of pleasure of all," the guard insisted.
"I don't believe it," she shook her head. "It's sick to enjoy suffering. I'm not going to let you touch me with those whips."
The guard looked at her.
"You'll do as I tell you," he told her. "Now listen to me. I want you to take off all of your clothes and stretch out naked across that bed. When you're completely undressed you let me know and I'll come back and take care of you."
Dianne was nervous as she slowly stripped. She wanted to take her time. What could be more awful than having those whips lashing across your bare flesh? she thought.
When she was finally completely undressed and had tossed her pink panties aside, she called out to him.
"I'm undressed."
That was all the encouragement he needed. He was in there in a flash.
"I'm right here," he told her, "and I'm ready."
She got the shock of her life as she looked at him. There he was. He had his big boots on, and a jock strap. That was all. He reached for a whip and looked at her. Dianne flinched. She could tell that her responses did not trouble him. He was concerned only with himself.
"Do you want it over your tits or over your ass?" he grinned.
Dianne looked at him with disdain.
"I guess it would be easier to take it over my behind."
"All right, roll over," he told her. "I want to please you."
Dianne rolled over. She glanced back at him. He put one of his legs up on the bed. The boot held at her ankle. She recognized that he didn't plan to move. She observed his jock strap. His crotch was bulging as he obtained arousal, whipping her.
"Beautiful," he smiled as he lashed the whip across her bare ass flesh.
"Stop it, you demon," she shuddered. "You're hurting me."
"I hope so," he laughed. "That's why I'm doing it."
Dianne begged for mercy finally.
"Please, have pity on me," she told him. "Stop it. Don't do that anymore."
"Why should I stop?" the guard asked her. "I'm enjoying myself."
"Because, damn it," she fumed, "you've got to be human. You can't be a beast. Stop it!"
He only laughed as she made these accusations against him. He was immune to anything she could tell him.
"Please," she begged him, "please, listen to me. I will do anything you want. Just let me be."
The terrifying feeling that she experienced now made her body tremble.
"Anything I ask?" he smiled.
"Yes, yes," Dianne agreed.
The guard had his own hangups. He took his foot off the bed and told her what he wanted her to do. She was stunned and shocked at the indecent suggestions he started to make.
"I like torture myself," he revealed to her, "and I want you to whip my ass with this belt till it bleeds. Then I want you to lick the blood off my ass."
"No," Dianne shuddered. "That's sick. I could never do it."
"Listen to me," he said quietly. "I want that. And I want you to do it now."
It seemed strange and sick to her to have anyone suggest doing such an ugly thing. Nevertheless, when the guard pulled off his jock strap, leaving only his boots on and stretched out on the bed, she prepared to accommodate his terrible lust.
Taking the whip that he had used on her, she began lashing him across his buttocks.
"Harder," he told her. "Do it harder."
She could tell from the way he was wiggling how much he seemed to be enjoying this.
"I'm afraid I'll hurt you," Dianne told him.
"No, no," he told her, "don't be afraid of that. Just whip my ass. Whip my bare butt."
Even though she thought it was a terrible thing to do, she suddenly let her hand lash the whip. She brought it down so hard that sure enough, blood did surface on his skin. She got down there and began licking the blood. He loved that sensation.
"Now," he told her, "press your tits against my butt. Then you can get some of the blood on them."
Dianne did as the guard instructed. Soon she saw traces of blood on her beautiful, shapely bosoms. That was when the guard told her to get off him.
"Now it's my turn to lick the blood," he told her.
She could hardly believe that he was doing such an awful thing. Nevertheless, he was. He was licking his own blood off her beautiful bosoms. And then she experienced searing pain. For he bit down on her breasts. Their blood was combining now. And he was enjoying the strange, erotic sensation.
"You're a fucking sex maniac," Dianne exploded. "I can't stand it. I can't stand it."
That was when he smiled.
"I was hoping you'd come to that point," he said. "At last you have."
Now he got rope. He tied her ankles to the bed posts. And then he tied her wrists. When she was stretched out across the bed, he knew that he could get her to do anything he wanted.
Straddling her he brushed his buttocks over her face.
"Reach up and caress my ass," he told her. "I want you to play with me."
While she caressed his buttocks he jerked on himself. She could see that he was going to get another huge hard-on.
"Now I want you to eat me," he told her. "And do it good."
Dianne let her tongue swing up his ass crack. He seemed to enjoy that enormously.
"Beautiful," he told her. "Just let your tongue slide all the way up there."
Even though she was indifferent to the ugly task that she was being asked to perform, she did it.
"Oh, beautiful," he exclaimed, "that's just like I like it."
She could hardly stand it. Nevertheless, she continued pleasing him in this manner.
"Ohhh, yes," he told her. "I love it. Just do that."
Dianne continued exciting him. He loved the erotic sensation of her tongue whipping up his asshole.
His hand clasped his meaty, thick cock. He was pulling on it. He was swinging his balls over her nose.
"I'm gonna go off in my hand," he told her, "while you're licking out my ass." The swarthy-skinned Mexican guard pulled rude- ly on his huge, long shaft. Soon he was spurting his seed. He got it in his hand. Then looking at her he smiled. He ran his cum-slick hand over her face.
"Lick it off," he told her.
She licked the guard's cum off his hand.
"That's nice," he told her. "That's real nice. I like it when you please me."
Apparently pleasing him meant doing something revolting and disgusting.
"Keep it up," he told her. "Ohhh, baby, you're getting me hard again. I think I will stick it up your ass."
When she had finished licking the cum off his hand, sure enough, he unfastened the ropes on her ankles and her wrists. At that point he proceeded to position her for what he wanted her to do.
"Get to your feet," he told her. "I want you bending over. I want you standing up and bending over in front of those mirrors."
It seemed as if that was the unique way in which he obtained the most satisfaction. She bent over in front of mirrors. Then clasping her curvaceous behind he slowly eased his thick, long cock between her buttocks.
"That's the way," he told her. "Just like that, baby."
She hated what he was asking her to do. Nevertheless, she was performing this act for him.
"Yes, yes," he told her, T love it when you do that. Keep it up."
He was getting so horny for her now he could hardly stand it.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "just keep it up. That's it. Now, now!"
She continued giving him the thrills he wanted. He gripped her buttocks tightly and plunged savagely up her rectum. She twisted around in newfound pleasure.
"Yes, yes," he cried eagerly, "that's what I want you to do. Swing your behind."
She swung her ass around.
"Beautiful," he told her. "Now you're doing it. That's the way. Keep it up."
She continued swinging her ass around as he went on wildly plunging up her. All at once she felt his big balls slapping against her. He was almost off.
"Fuck it off," he begged her. "Fuck it off." She continued thrilling him. "Yes, yes," he cried ecstatically, "I love it. Keep it up. Now, baby now!" She went on twisting her tail for him. He became more lustful and excited.
"Beautiful," he whispered. "That's what I want you to do. Keep your ass moving."
Before he could finish getting his rocks off, the guard's buddy entered the room. He was dressed, but when he saw the two of them naked and in the act of sexual intercourse, he began undressing.
"Let me join the party," he told them.
Dianne knew what would happen.
"I guess I'm the woman in the middle," she shuddered.
She straightened up. The other man plunged his penis into her from the front. Now her pussy was full of cock. At the same time her ass was being worked.
"Fuck it," he told her. "Fuck it. That's the way. Now you're doing it. Just like that."
The wild fucking action was giving them a real charge.
"Beautiful," he told her, "that's the way I like it. Now you're doing it. Come on, baby, fuck it." It was a lot of fun.
"I love it," he told her. "Just keep it up. Ohhh, baby, swing your ass."
Dianne swung her hips around. As she did so, not only did the guard get a charge out of her behind, but the man who was plunging it in at the front got his kicks as well. Now the two men were doing it wildly. They both wanted to get their rocks off.
Stabbing into her pussy, the man at the front reached around and grabbed her shoulders. He begged her to clasp her arms around him. Dianne's hands reached up for his broad shoulders. Then she let them slip down to his firm ass cheeks. She squeezed his buttocks as he continued plunging his thick, long cock into her pussy. Her hips gyrated as they continued the sexual act.
"Fuck me," she begged eagerly, "fuck me."
It was a wild moment of erotic pleasure for them.
"Yes, baby, yes," he told her, "that's how you do it. Come on, fuck it."
He was getting so hot now he could hardly stand it.
"Yes, baby, yes," he told her, "now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Come on, fuck it."
The pleasurable thrills that he was experiencing had him coming around.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you don't know what you're doing to me. Fuck it off."
All at once he exploded.
"I'm cuming," he told her. "Baby, I made it. That's it. Milk it."
Dianne's ass wiggled. She felt him shoving it smoothly up her asshole. The other man was juicing, too. She was proud of her achievement.
It was strange how she did find a great deal of pleasure in the two men giving it to her.
"I love it," she told them. "Ohhh, yes. I love it."
Indeed she was enjoying it. She could never remember having been fucked so completely, so beautifully.
"Ohhh," she gasped, "I need it. Just like that. That's the way. Oh, now you're doing it. That's beautiful."
It was strange how the erotic flashes whipped through her body as they gave her a screwing such as she could never forget.
First the guard pulled his thick, long, slippery cock from her asshole. The other man pulled his penis from her pussy. But he wasn't satisfied.
"Let me try your ass now," he suggested.
"I ought to charge you for all the cum I shot up her asshole," the guard laughed.
The second Mexican began sodomizing her. Dianne bent over. She let her hips sway from side to side as her new-found fucking friend played with her buttocks. He liked to caress her ass cheeks. He enjoyed doing this to her intensely.
"You're beautiful," he told her. "Yes, baby, you're beautiful."
Dianne had never experienced such erotic moments.
"I want it," she told them both. "Fuck me. Fuck me.
Both men were giving it to her now.
"Yes, yes," she cried eagerly, "fuck me."
She could hardly stand it.
"Ohhh, I want it," she told them both. "That's the way to do it to me. Fuck me."
They were ramming it into her hard now. She was enjoying every erotic moment of it.
"You don't know how much I need to be fucked," she whispered excitedly. "Oh, yes. Fuck me."
Both men were looking at her. They could tell just how turned on she was.
"I need to be screwed every so often," she told them. "I need it bad."
This kind of sexual performance pleased her. She couldn't help appreciate the fact they were getting such a charge out of giving it to her. While she was being screwed in her asshole, the other man had gone out for a moment. He returned with a banana.
"I want you to stand up again," the guard told her. "I want to stick this banana in your twat."
Dianne stood up. She was getting the big cock savagely up her asshole while the other man stuck a banana in her pussy.
"Fuck me," she cried eagerly. "Fuck me. Yes, yes, that's how you do it. Fuck me."
The delicious excitement of what they were going through now had her trembling.
"Yes, yes," she cried eagerly, "fuck me."
The banana was working its trick. The way that the guard used it in her vagina thrilled and ignited her. She squeezed the banana and she finally juiced. It got the other man so excited that he wildly ravaged her asshole, getting his gun off as well.
"Fuck me, fuck me," she cried anxiously. "I love it. Never stop fucking me. Yes. Yes. I love to be fucked."
Indeed she did love to be fucked. She couldn't get enough of them both.
"Ohhh," she groaned in delight, "yes. Yes. Screw me.
Dianne was twisting now as they both went to town on her. And this inspired the guard. He pulled the banana from her pussy and planted his penis firmly in her. He was rigidly fucking her. Her hands went for his buttocks. She squeezed his ass cheeks and finger fucked his asshole as he savagely as- saulted her pussy.
"Yes, yes," Dianne cried, "let us cum together."
His friend who had made it in her behind tried hard. It was a difficult task. He had shot his wad so many times. Nevertheless, he humped hard. He was determined he was going to get it off. They were working vigorously toward it. Dianne came first.
"I'm cuming," she gasped excitedly. "Ohhh, yes, yes, I made it. Ohhh, I can't stand it."
Their bodies were sweating now as they fucked furiously. It didn't take the guard long to gun off. His cock was alert and ready. His friend was plunging it in from behind and soon he got his charges, too.
"Ohhh," he groaned, "I made it. I really shot my gun off this time."
CHAPTER NINE
Finally Dianne was alone to sleep. The next morning when she woke up the guard was gone, but his friend remained.
"How are you?" he smiled at her.
"Just fine," she told him.
"My friend left me some chains for you," he told her.
She looked at him and was stunned. He was stark naked, holding chains. "What on earth are these for?"
"They serve two purposes," the man smiled. "One is to lash you and the other is to fasten you."
Shaking her head drowsily, Dianne looked up at him.
"To lash me?"
"Why, yes," he explained. "Chains always bring a lot of pleasure."
He began swinging one. As she heard the whirring sound of the chain as it swung in the air, she became frightened and nervous.
"What are you trying to do?" she exclaimed, her voice rising in a crescendo of fear and horror.
"Just have some fun," he told her. "Just have some fun, baby."
He was glowering at her now. She was fearful of what lay in store for her.
"Please," she begged him, "don't try anything crazy. Please, don't."
All at once he brought the chain down over her legs and thighs.
"Stop it," she exclaimed.
She glanced up and could see that the young man was obtaining erotic delight as he brought the chain down boldly over her body.
With every whip of the chain it seemed as if his penis became more erect. This bothered and tormented her.
"I can't stand it," she exclaimed. "Stop it, damn it, stop it!"
No amount of begging on her part was accomplishing anything. For he was bound and determined that he was going to do exactly as he wanted to.
"Please, leave me alone," she told him. "Please, please!"
She was frightened. And she didn't know how she could stop him.
"I'm going to jack-off with one hand while I whip your ass with the other," he told her.
Sure enough. Planting his feet firmly apart, he reached for his hardening rod. He pulled on it.
"Yes, baby," he smiled, "chains are a lot of fun."
She heard the terrible sound of the chain whirring in the air as he brought it down over her body.
When he got excited enough he was almost ready to climax. But he stopped short.
"Get it over with," she exclaimed crudely. "Get your rocks off, damn it."
As she listened to the terrifying sound of the chain and the guard's outcries as he lashed her body, she could tell he was American. Even though he was dark and probably Mexican, she was certain that he either was born in the United States or had lived there for some time.
"I don't even know your name," she told him, trying to make small talk to get his mind off his erotic compulsion.
"It's Lester," he told her.
"Look, Lester," she told him, "you don't want to do stuff like this. It's sick."
"My friend down at the jail gets me nice girls," he told her, "and I appreciate it."
All at once Lester dropped the chain. Then he reached for her and yanked her off the bed.
"Where are you taking me?" she demanded.
"We have a nice little place down in the cellar for sex," he explained. "You'll love it. We do all sorts of nice things there."
In a moment of thoughtless rage she looked at him.
"You can shove it," she snapped angrily. "I'm not going anywhere with you, damn it."
It was obvious to him that he was dealing with a difficult girl. But challenges always seemed interesting and fascinating to him.
"Look, honey," he smiled, "you're gonna do as I tell you. Do you understand?"
She shook her head.
"You're gonna do as I tell you," he said as he slapped her ass roughly.
Dianne was silent now. She figured it was better not to fight him. After all, he was a big man and she was a small woman. It was pointless to not face the truth.
Finally he was prepared for what he wanted to do.
"I'm gonna take care of you," he told her, "and I'm gonna really give you a good time."
She was fearful of him now. She knew what he meant by a good time. When they were in the cellar and everything was dark, he told her to sit on the floor.
"Why?" she asked defiantly.
"Because I told you to," he said angrily.
Dianne caught on that when he spoke his word was law. She sat on the floor. And then he grabbed her arms. He fastened them to wrist bands which were tightly imbedded in the cement wall.
"Please, don't leave me here," she told him fearfully. "Please, don't."
He was paying no attention to her pleas. The only thing that mattered to him was what he wanted. As she sat there with her wrists fastened to the wall, she wept bitter tears.
"Now, sweetheart," he told her, "I'm gonna come down here in a little while and I want you to ask for my cock. I want you to yearn for me."
Dianne was angry. Even though she had controlled herself as best she could, she didn't see how she could control herself now.
"That will be the day," she told him. "I will never ask to blow you."
Turning around, Lester left her alone.
She couldn't remember how long she had been there. But she was so thirsty for a drink that she couldn't stand it. Finally she heard footsteps. She looked up. There was Lester. He was wearing his big boots, and that was all. He was sporting a whip in one hand and looking at her.
"Oh, Lester," she begged him, "I want a drink so bad. Please, get me some water."
Lester only smiled at her.
"Why should I?"
"Lester," she tried to remonstrate with him, "you're a human being, aren't you?"
"I hope so," he told her.
"Please," she begged for mercy, "let me have some water."
"I told you when I would give you your freedom," he told her. "When i'm ready."
At this point Lester began jerking off. Cupping his balls with one hand he began pumping his cock with the other.
"I hope you don't mind if I pull on my pecker," he laughed.
Even if she did mind, Dianne recognized it would make no difference to Lester. For torture and torment were the only things that affected him.
"Please," she finally begged him, "please, listen to me, Lester. I need your help."
"I told you when you wanted something to drink you could ask for my sperm," he said menacingly.
At this point Dianne was so thirsty that it was not difficult for her to talk to him.
"All right," she told him, "all right. Anything you say."
"Beg for it," he smiled as he continued pumping on his thick, meaty penis.
"I want your sperm," she repeated as if she had memorized it. "Yes, Lester, I want your sperm."
Her eyes were aglow as she hoped and prayed that his humanity would shine through the dark side of his lusty character. But she had no such luck.
"Promise me," he grinned, "promise me that you'll lick my ass first."
"I'll lick anything," she exclaimed. "Anything, if you'll give me some water."
T don't like the way you said that," Lester grinned. T want it another way. I want you to say that you will lick my asshole so you can eat my sperm."
This bothered Dianne. Evil Lester was programming her to say dirty, foul things that were as remote from her desires as could be. He was forcing her to comply.
"You heard me," he told her. "Go ahead. I want you to lick my ass out. I want you to drink my sperm."
Dianne repeated it all after him. How she hated to do so. Lester was standing right over her. He raised up one leg so she could have an easy view of his ass crack.
"I want to lick your ass so I can drink your sperm," she said as if it were a religious rite.
Now Lester seemed gratified.
"You're getting better at it," he told her.
"Now take these damn things off my hands," she begged.
"No, that makes it more interesting," Lester insisted. "I like to have your hands shackled while you're doing it to me."
Without paying any attention to her desire he stretched out his leg. Lowering himself he let his ass rest on her face. All she could do now was look up at his ass crack. Her hot tongue lashed at his behind. Lester was enjoying it. She could tell from the way his penis lengthened and his balls seemed to swell.
"Beautiful," he told her. "Oh, yes. I like that. Now you're doing it."
She was becoming obviously excited.
"Ohhh, yes," Lester told her, "you're gonna be rewarded. Don't worry about a thing. I'll shoot your mouth full of my cum. I want to see you swallow it, too. That's important."
To herself she couldn't help think of what a bastard he was. But as she licked and sucked at his asshole she suddenly found he didn't seem so hateful. She obtained a strange urge for survival that warped and twisted her into thinking it wasn't so bad to eat him out.
"You know how to chew ass," he told her "Nibble at my butt and then plunge your tongue up my rectum. That's what I want you to do, baby."
She nibbled at his behind. Plunging her tongue right up his asshole she could tell she had ignited him.
"Hey, you're excited," Lester smiled happily. "You are learning. Everything takes discipline. Everything that is important."
Obviously this was important to him. She was turned off totally by what he was demanding. Nevertheless, she felt obligated to accommodate his bizarre lusts.
"Keep eating out my ass," Lester begged her. "That's what I want you to do. Higher. Let your tongue slide up all the way."
Closing her eyes, she let her tongue whip up his rectum. Lester was getting completely turned on. Recognizing that it was important to plunge his penis in her mouth so she could gobble his cum load quickly, he finally told her she could ease her tongue from his behind.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "now I want it."
Now he was prepared to plunge his rigid cock down her throat. He pulled away. Then aiming his thick, long penis at her mouth, he kicked her with his boots.
"Damn you, why did you have to do that?" she asked as tears sprang to her eyes.
"Just to let you know who's boss," he told her with a laugh.
It really burned her up that he acted like a sex beast. Now he was ready to turn on. He let his long, hard shaft slip down her throat. He spared nothing. Gripping her head, he guided his thick, long manhood vigorously into her. For a horrible second she thought she would choke on the size of it.
"That's it," he told her, "you can take it. Every inch of it."
Throwing seven inches of cock meat down her throat didn't exactly bring her pleasure. She had wanted to breathe. But the thought of getting some liquid forced her to suck. She had sucked before, but never like this. For at this point Dianne was sucking his cock for survival. This was the way Lester had calculated it. He wanted to obtain every thrill that he possibly could. And he had it all figured out.
"You're on, baby," he panted as he pumped it down her throat without mercy. "And you're gonna get a load. I promise you that."
She resented the fact that he was stabbing it down her throat so crudely, so lewdly. Couldn't he be more gentle? Why did he have to turn into a sex beast? The sweaty balls rode her chin as he lewdly, roughly, continued stabbing her.
"Ohhh, baby," he panted as he pumped it to her, "that's the way. Yes. Now we're doing it. Come on, baby, let's fuck off."
Industriously driving his manhood into her, he thrilled her.
"Yes, yes," he exclaimed excitedly, "you love it, you know you do."
She didn't know how much more of this wild action she could tolerate. Nevertheless, she did her best. She had no options. She strained at her wrists.
"Don't you wish you could grab my ass and hold it while you eat my cock?" Lester smiled.
She nodded, but didn't pull her mouth off his penis. She was certain that would produce some rage.
Finally, in a gesture of great consideration, Lester did reach over and unhooked the wrist bands. Her hands were free. She stretched them out beside her.
"Your hands are free because you are to please me," he explained. "Now grab my ass while you suck off my cock."
Her hands reached up to grip his curving ass cheeks. She squeezed them as she went on sucking on his manhood. Lester enjoyed the delicious sensations that were surging through him while he sucked her.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "now you're doing it. That's the way I want it."
He was obtaining great pleasure from her performance.
"Baby, you're beautiful," he told her. "Now that's what I want you to do. Just keep it up. Yes, Suck me good."
She knew how to caress and squeeze his ass cheeks. Her hot hands on his buttocks added pleasure to the act.
"Keep squeezing my butt," he told her. "You're really pleasing me."
Lester knew what to do. He recognized how important it was to keep her always hating it. And at this point he pulled back. He wanted to shoot his load in her mouth. He wanted to see her struggling to suck it and taste it and swallow it. That would give him a certain erotic delight.
"Eat it," he told her. "Ohhh, baby, I'm almost there."
Lester enjoyed the sight of her cheeks sucking in as she ate him.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "just keep that up. Just like you're doing."
All of the sudden he got his gun off. His hot sperm splashed in her mouth. She was gobbling at this point.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Keep it up."
The erotic desires that she felt now thrilled her.
"Ohhh, wow," he told her, "that's the way to do it, baby. Come on, suck, suck."
It was amazing to her how much pleasure she could derive from the act. It was equally amazing to Lester how she sucked on him. For she gobbled his cum until his penis tickled. A man's load never tasted better to her.
"I've taught you," he grinned. "I've taught you to appreciate a man's sticky load."
It was true. He had taught her. Even though it was a disgusting spectacle, she had to admit to herself that she had found his thick, juicy cum good to her taste.
CHAPTER TEN
If Dianne had any idea in her mind that she was going to obtain her freedom because of her superlative sexual performance, she had to banish it. For Lester had other plans for her.
That night when the Mexican guard came home, he came downstairs, too. Once more he was wearing only his boots and his jock strap.
"Hi, Dianne," he smiled at her.
Reaching for a whip, he brought it down over her bosoms.
"When I pay some attention to you," he grinned, "I want you to say thank you."
Dianne's eyes glistened with rage. However, she had learned through bitter experience that it was best not to make a fuss. Therefore, she did not complain.
"Thank you," she mumbled feebly, "thank you."
"Now that's not loud enough," he told her. "I want to hear it real loud and clear."
"Damn you," she exclaimed, "I'll say it the way you want me to. Thank you! Is that loud enough?"
Seeing that she was becoming sarcastic, the Mexican guard felt he had to discipline her. Bringing the whip down once more over her beautiful bosoms, he smiled at her.
"You must never be sarcastic with your friends," he grinned.
As his white teeth flashed against his red lips and his swarthy, dark skin and his eyes glistened with evil desire, she wished she could kill him. Such a thought had never entered her mind before.
When the Mexican guard saw this evil glint in her eyes, he was thrilled. For it meant that he had reduced her to his own level. He was a man well acquainted with the urge to kill. And it thrilled him to see that he could bring another human being to such a degraded, debased state.
"Dianne," he laughed, "I'm beginning to believe you understand me."
She didn't say another word. She was thinking. And she was thinking that she never could go through this again.
Nevertheless, he knew what he was going to do.
"I'm gonna be real nice to you," he told her. "Real nice. I'm gonna give you an opportunity to lick my boots. Now lick them real nice."
Before he moved forward to let her lick his boots, he stepped out of his sweaty jock strap. Dropping it to the floor, he got another idea. Picking it up, he told her, "Lick my jock strap."
Dianne could not object to anything he requested. Immediately she licked the evil, sweaty jock strap.
"Now, baby, now," he whispered, "I want you to lick my boots."
Dropping the jock strap, she bent over. It hurt her to do so. For her wrist bands held tight again.
"Lick them," he demanded, not raising his feet.
She licked his boots even though it hurt her so much to bend over.
"Now," he said as he bent over, exposing, his ass cheeks to her, "lick out my ass hole."
Dianne licked the guard's ass hole. She could see his penis lengthen. It was obvious that he obtained enormous pleasure from this perverse act.
"Yes," he smiled at her, "that's real good. Now I'm gonna give you my cock. Inch by inch."
He did unfasten her wrists now. For he said he wanted her to grab his cock when she sucked it. He also informed her that he expected her to massage his balls while she was blowing him.
She didn't like any of this. Nevertheless, she agreed. At this point he was only too eager to be pleased. And she was willing to please him.
He knelt over her face. He brushed his buttocks right over her lips. Then moving back, he let his balls slip into her mouth. Dianne sucked on his testicles. He loved the erotic sensation and so did she.
"Nibble my nuts and suck them," he demanded. "That's what I want you to do."
She let her tongue slide gingerly back and forth across his balls. He enjoyed this erotic sensation.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Now I'm gonna give you a chance to suck me off. I want you to do it real good."
As his balls slid out of her mouth, he gently eased his hard, long shaft inside. Once his male member was in her mouth, she began sucking smoothly. He thrilled to the delightful, erotic sensation of her mouth moving back and forth across his cock.
"Tongue it," he told her. "Use your tongue on it."
Dianne's hot tongue swept back and forth across his shaft.
"New you're doing it," he told her. "That's how I like it. Suck me off."
She let her lower lip drag over his cock head. This pleased him. She let her tongue gently caress the crease of his cock. That made it quiver. Grasping her head, he roughly stabbed it down her throat.
"It won't be much longer now," he told her. "Just hang tight."
He was riding it down her throat. And she hated it. Every awful moment of it.
"Yes, yes," he cried ecstatically, "that's what I want you to do."
Dianne was doing her best to give him a super cock suck. And he was doing his best to entertain her. All at once his thick penis exploded. A steady stream of hot, white cream shot down her throat.
"That's it, baby," he told her, "now you've got my cock in your mouth. Keep sucking on it."
He was pleased at the way she went on sucking him.
"Ohhh, beautiful," he told her. "Now you're doing it. Just right."
When she had finished licking on the head of his penis she moved down toward the shaft. He enjoyed the fact that she seemed to be willing to accommodate him in every way she knew how.
"Yes, Dianne, yes," he told her, "just keep that up. I really enjoy that."
Dianne licked at his balls as well. Then she let her tongue gently caress his ass crack.
"You know how to do it all," he told her proudly. "You could work in a whorehouse here in Tijuana."
That idea seemed strange to her. Nevertheless, she figured he might be trying to recruit her. For a strange thing was indeed happening to her. As she went on spending so much time and energy around various men's crotches, she was finding she enjoyed it. She liked licking their steamed-up balls. She enjoyed sliding her tongue up their ass holes. And she didn't even mind sucking the cream out of their cocks. As a matter of fact, she was so thirsty now she could hardly wait until he let his penis explode.
She didn't have long to wait. For the dark-skinned guard pumped his long, hard shaft vigorously now as he gripped her head.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed. "Yes. Suck it off. That's the way to do it. Eat me."
His hot, long penis spurted in her mouth, delivering its sticky white contents.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "eat me. Eat my cock load."
When he had finished spurting his seed pn her mouth, he pulled out.
"Did it taste good?" he asked in a husky voice.
Dianne looked up. Her eyes met his eyes in a direct stare.
"Yes," she nodded. "Yes, it tasted very good to me.
It pleased him that she said this.
"Maybe you should go in the business of giving good head," he told her. "A lot of guys come down here to Tijuana. Half the Navy is here, honey."
"Would I make any money?"
"Sure you would," he assured her. "We have the place. We have the pimps and the taxis. They bring the guys there. It's a big operation."
Dianne laughed.
"I never thought I would come here for this purpose," she told him, "but I guess a lot of people do it. I've heard about women in Nevada."
"Women all over the world charge for sex," he told her, "so don't you feel bad about it. The way you come after me and my buddy here, I think you could make a lot of men happy."
"I'm not a gang-bang girl," Dianne said seriously. "But maybe I could do it."
While she was appearing reluctant, inwardly she was desiring it.
"We want to keep you here," he warned her, "until you want it real bad. Then you'll be able to really make guys happy when they fuck you. Otherwise, you might think you were doing them a favor. Actually, the guy's doing you a favor. He's feeding you his hot, juicy cum load."
Dianne laughed at that.
"You have a warped and twisted way of putting everything, don't you?"
"I guess so," he admitted.
At this point she was only to eager to get him to come her way. Finally, he took the chains and tossed them to the side.
"Maybe you've been disciplined enough. You can start to work tonight."
"What?" Dianne asked nervously. "Working tonight? What do you mean?"
It didn't take long for the Mexican guard to explain to her what he expected.
"We'll have you all showered and cleaned in a nice bedroom, honey," he told her. "You don't have to worry about a thing. You can even put rubbers over some of the guys' cocks. You try slipping a rubber on their cock and if they don't like it, then you have to do it the other way. But you can try." Dianne listened.
"How much do those guys pay?"
"They pay twenty-five bucks for a head job," he told her, "and fifty bucks to fuck every which way."
"You mean, up my asshole and everything?" she asked.
"In your armpit, too," he chuckled. "Have you ever had a man stick it in your armpit?"
"I'll confess I haven't," Dianne said, almost as if it was a status symbol to have someone do it via the armpit.
"Let me try it," he told her. "I think I could give you a good time that way."
Even though it sounded sick to her, she thought it might be an interesting diversion. She lay back on the cold cement floor. And at this point the Mexican guard instructed her in the fine art of armpit fucking.
"You have to make your arm move up and down as if it was your pussy. The same steady rhythm. Let's try it."
Just the contemplation of doing it in this unusual and awkward manner, seemed to ignite him. His cock stiffened. Dianne raised her arm.
"All right," she agreed. 'Til do it that way."
She raised her armpit up and down.
"Now, baby, now," he told her. "That's how you do it. Yes."
He lunged forward. His cock was driving into her armpit. Dianne was doing her best to please him.
"Up and down," he exclaimed. "Faster. That's it. Now you're doing it. Just like that. Keep it up. Now, now!"
She was getting him more and more aroused.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "that's the way I like it. Now you're doing it. Yes. Beautiful."
He was pleasing her completely at this point.
"Yes, baby, yes," he told her, "I like it. Just like that. Oh, baby, you're beautiful. I love it."
The delicious excitement that he felt had him trembling.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you don't know what you're doing to me. I love it. Fuck me."
Dianne immediately understood how important it apparently was for her to keep her armpit gliding up and down. She was making the motions with her pussy, even though he wasn't fucking her there. When the Mexican guard glanced over his shoulder and saw her mound moving, he inserted two fingers in her. That helped her. For she could establish the same rhythm in her armpit that she was accomplishing in her vagina. She enjoyed the feel of his fingers as he massaged her clit. This added fire to her armpit movements.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Ohhh, fuck, fuck!"
Pleased and proud of her performance she went on doing it for him. It wasn't going to be much longer before he shot his cum load.
"Yes, yes," he exclaimed, "do that. Ohhh, baby, you're beautiful. I love that. Now, baby, now."
He had discovered how much he enjoyed it.
"You're wonderful," he told her. "You are. You know that, don't you?"
Dianne looked at him and laughed.
"Yes, if you say so," she told him. "If you say so, I'm wonderful."
It ignited the fire within her loins to see how he could stimulate her.
"Baby," he whispered, "you don't know how much it means to me to have you fuck like this."
All at once she felt his sticky cum. He had gotten to that point.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed anxiously. "Ohhh, keep milking my pecker with your arm."
Finishing the armpit fuck, she was glad that she could succeed. It was strange how she felt the need to do everything.
Now he began discussing business with her.
'These men want to see a lot of things," he told her, "and it will require a little education. I want you to see what we can do with a banana and a salami taped together."
"What are you talking about?" Dianne asked in disbelief.
He didn't say a word. But he walked out. When he returned with a salami and a banana taped together, she understood.
"You stick the salami in your pussy and the banana up your asshole," he chuckled.
Dianne stretched out.
"Why the fuck do they want to see this?" she asked him curiously.
"How would I know?" he told her. "You tell me. People are sick these days. They want to see everything sexually they can see. It doesn't make sense, I know. But, please, try it."
Even though she thought it was silly and sick, she lay back. She let him slide the banana into her. And then she eased the huge salami into her vagina. Her body accepted them.
"Fuck me," she exclaimed. "Fuck me."
She enjoyed the strange, erotic action of the salami stabbing into her pussy while the banana rode up her asshole.
It was a funny sensation. Nevertheless, she enjoyed it.
As she continued sliding the banana and the salami in her pussy, she couldn't help congratulating herself.
"I guess I'm pretty good at this."
The Mexican guard assured her that she was. Then he let it be known why he wanted her to do this. He sat down on the floor and spread his legs. Then he began jerking on himself.
"It is very stimulating for some men to see a woman degrade herself like this. Go ahead. Keep it up."
He observed her every moment and became more fascinated.
"Faster," he told her. "Let's keep our rhythm together. It would really be something if we both could do it. I mean, you could do it and I could do it at the same time."
The idea appealed to her. She wondered if she was capable of doing such a thing.
"All right," she agreed, "I will try. I'll do my best."
Sure enough, she was trying. It was not going to be easy. But she was trying.
"That's the way," he told her. "Just keep it up. Harder. Faster. Keep stabbing it into yourself."
She knew what she had to do.
"Beautiful," he told her. "Now you're doing it. Just like that."
The Mexican guard went on jerking on his thick, long penis while he watched her stabbing the salami in her pussy and the banana up her asshole.
To her surprise and delight, Dianne discovered there was indeed a measure of pleasure in this perverse performance. She never calculated that she could derive any pleasure in such a strange act. However, as the salami would stab her pussy and the banana would ride up her asshole, she discovered an erotic thrill.
"Fuck it," Dianne panted as she pumped into herself. "Fuck it."
When the guard caught sight of Dianne's delight, it ignited him. His balls tingled with erotic excitement. He went on clamping his hand on his cock. Then moving closer, he told Dianne they should switch.
"I'll fuck you," he told her, "if you will pull my meat." Dianne nodded.
"But promise me you'll let me suck it before you shoot."
Her strange request appealed to the guard.
"Sure," he told her. "I'll let you do it that way."
She went on just as he told her to. Reaching over, she gripped his main stem. She pulled on it lewdly. At the same time he crudely gripped the salami and the banana. He plunged them both into her. Up the salami rode into her pussy and high up her asshole the banana slid.
"You've really got it going," she told him. "It feels fantastic."
"I knew you'd like it," the guard grinned. "Just keep jerking on me. When I'm ready to explode I'll let you suck off my load."
He continued thrilling and pleasing her. Finally, she bent over. Sliding her mouth over his cock, she sucked hard. She did not have long to wait for him to explode his load. For his hot, thick cream shot in her mouth as she gulped joyously. At the same time he went on stabbing the banana into her asshole and the salami into her pussy. She came, too. The hot pussy juices gushed out of her box in a blaze of sexual release.
When she had finished entertaining him this way, he suggested something else that really revolted her.
"You haven't met my friend Friday, have you?" he asked her.
"I don't think so," she shook her head.
The Mexican guard turned. He stepped out again. She always enjoyed seeing his body. For his broad shoulders and trim waist and rippling muscles excited her.
However, when he returned with a big German Shepherd dog that he called Friday, she hated him.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Why are you bringing that dog in here?" Dianne demanded.
"Friday is my friend," he told her.
"I don't even care if Friday is your friend or not," she exclaimed angrily, "I don't want to have anything to do with that damn fucking dog."
"Relax," he told her. "Let's have some fun. Friday, how would you like to fuck her?"
The dog grinned. Then the guard went out a moment. He returned with a big steak.
"Stretch out on the floor, Dianne, and spread your legs. I'm gonna put this steak over your pussy."
Placing the steak over her vagina, he let the dog go for it.
"I'm afraid," Dianne said, looking up at him fearfully. "The damn dog will bite me."
"He doesn't want to bite you," he laughed, "he'll just eat the steak."
Dianne wasn't so sure. She thought it would be an awful way to go. She could see it now. "Girl found with her pussy eaten out by a dog."
When she noticed the dog was through, he took the bone away.
"Now I want you to part your pussy and I'm gonna show you something."
Parting her pussy, she observed what was going to happen next. For the big dog got down there and started licking her. After the dog had lunged his tongue in a few times, she observed he was getting an erection.
"You wouldn't deprive Friday of a good fuck, would you?" the Mexican guard smiled.
She spread her legs and let the dog stick his thick dog meat into her. She never dreamed she could allow anything like this to happen. Nevertheless, it was happening now.
"Ohhh," she groaned, "fuck me, Friday. Fuck me.
Strangely, as the dog entered her she felt bolts of pleasure surge through her body. She couldn't imagine anything like this happening. But it was. And she was thrilling to every erotic moment of it.
"Give it to me," she begged. "Fuck me, Friday."
It ignited the guard's passion as he watched. For he could see that she could make a lot of money for him if she and Friday would perform a dog act.
"You're both doing very well," he commented crisply. "I'm very pleased with what you can do."
She was anything but pleased with herself. She was disgusted. It was distasteful and awful. Nevertheless, she recognized that perhaps some men would enjoy seeing such a perverse sight as a dog making it with a woman. She had heard of such things.
Friday wagged his tail as he stabbed his thick, long dog penis into her.
This went on for some time.
"I'm gonna fuck you," she told the dog. "Come on, Friday, stick it in me."
Dianne was learning quickly. The way to her freedom, she figured, was to do everything that was told to her. It seemed as if she did it with candor and delight and it added to the pleasure of her captors.
She pushed back to meet the dog's driving jabs. And this obviously pleased the warped mind of her new-found friend.
When the dog had gotten his load off, it stimulated the Mexican man. His cock was hard again. When the dog finished fucking her pussy, he got down on the floor and threw her legs up over his shoulders.
"I'm gonna give you a fast ass fuck now," he told her, "to finish."
He guided himself into her asshole. He rammed it in hard. She moved back to meet his driving jabs. At the same time he held up his hands over her bosoms. He enjoyed making it with her like this.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "fuck it. Twist your tail for me.
She kept her tail moving. This pleased him.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "That's the way I like it. Just keep it going. Keep it up."
He was caressing her bosoms and pinching the nipples as he furiously and savagely attacked her asshole. Her ass had been well stretched after all of the screwing. She didn't mind it any more now. It seemed as if she could take anything. Even the Mex- ican guard's hard, long, throbbing penis up her ass.
The guard continued stabbing it into her rhythmically. Finally, he got his rocks off.
"I'm cuming," he gasped excitedly. "Ohhh, yes, yes. I made it."
Sure enough, he had gotten it. Finally, he withdrew. As he pulled his sticky prick out of her ass he told her that she could go to work the next day.
He gave her a chance to rest. Thank God, she thought, she was out of that horrible cellar. She was happy she could sleep on a bed.
But the very next day she was blindfolded. She was taken in the back of a car to the brothel.
When she got there she was amazed. For it looked like a motel that had been converted into a sex place.
"This is gonna be your room," he told her, "and I want to introduce you to Vicky. She will be in charge of you."
Vicky was not a bad-looking girl. She was an older Mexican woman in charge of the girls.
"Your name is Dianne," she smiled, "and they tell me you're real good at what you do."
"I guess I am," Dianne told her.
"You wouldn't be here if you weren't good at it," Vicky assured her.
There was a distinct hardness and coldness in the way Vicky spoke to her. She tried to ignore it.
"I don't know whether he told you the rules or not," she smiled nervously, "but we try to keep the girls clean. When you're giving a blow job, we want you to use rubbers. Some of the men might object. If they make a big enough fuss, then you have to do it their way. Otherwise, use the rubbers. We want you to be real clean. After you've had it up your pussy or in your ass, you've got to clean up. We don't want to get any disease. A doctor checks once a week."
"So what about my cut?"
"Cut?" Vicky asked.
"Why, yes," she told her. "I'm supposed to get some money from each customer."
"You will," she smiled. "Someone else takes care of that."
Dianne wondered if she would or not.
"There's another thing I should tell you," Vicky explained. "Each room is wired with a microphone. We can hear everything that's going on in the room. So don't try anything funny."
"Don't worry," Dianne told her, "I won't."
"We have some very foolish girls who wind up here," Vicky laughed, "and they try to leave here. But it isn't wise."
Just as she was talking, Dianne heard the shrill cry of a woman in pain.
"What's that?" she demanded.
"Oh, that," Vicky laughed. "That's the sadistic room. Men who enjoy hurting women go in there. You're not ready for that yet."
"I certainly hope not," Dianne assured her. "I'm good at giving blow jobs and putting on some sex shows. And I'll let them stick it in my pussy and up my asshole. But I'll be damned if I'll let them torture me."
Vicky looked at her and smiled.
"That comes later."
It bothered Dianne the way the woman said that.
"Later?" she asked. "What do you mean?" Vicky didn't reply. "I've got to go now," she told her. A short time later a drunken sailor came into the bedroom.
"Hi, angel," he told her. "How would you like to suck cock?"
Dianne nodded and smiled.
"Sure, tiger. Looks like you're loaded."
"So loaded I wonder if I can get the damn thing up," he shook his head.
"Don't worry about it," Dianne told him. "Just pull it out and I'll take care of it."
"Aren't you gonna undress?" he asked her.
"If you want me to," Dianne nodded, trying to comply with his request.
All the while that she was undressing she was thinking. She wondered if this drunken sailor could help her escape. Yet, she knew what Vicky had told her. She knew that every room was wired. She didn't have a shadow of a doubt in her mind that if she ever tried to escape, they would make a big fuss. She figured perhaps it was better to endure and suffer it out.
The man smiled as he saw her take off her skirt and blouse. When she was down to her panties and bra and he came over and helped her, he smiled drunkenly.
"I like to help a lady undress," he slurred.
When she was completely naked he ran his hands all over her body. He dropped to his knees and fondled her pussy with his tongue.
"I thought I was gonna do you, honey," she told him.
She didn't say another word. She let him go on doing what he wanted to do. He let his tongue slide into her. He slobbered about her crotch. As his tongue plunged into her vagina, he flipped it back and forth across her clit. He apparently was getting a big charge out of doing this.
Dianne actually enjoyed what he was doing to her now.
"Ohhh, that feels good," she told him. "Ohhh, slip it in there."
"Old Tony's the best pussy eater in the Navy," he grinned up at her.
"Yes, Tony," she whispered, "you sure do know how to lick. That's the way. Keep it up. Keep your tongue sliding in there."
Tony continued arousing her. She loved it. Reaching down, she gripped his head and held him.
"Eat me," she urged him. "Yes, Tony, yes. I love it when you do that to me."
Tony was giving her a magnificent time.
"All the way," she told him. "Oh, baby, that's the way I want it. Keep it up."
Tony was deriving a great deal of pleasure out of giving her this kind of sexual performance.
"Now, now," he cried anxiously, "push it to me, baby."
She pushed her pussy to him. Then she felt his hands caressing and clasping her bare bottom. She loved it when his fingernails bit into her buttocks.
She loved it even more when Tony parted her ass cheeks. Tony inserted his finger in her asshole, penetrating her rectum deeply.
"Finger fuck my asshole. Eat my box," Dianne gasped in excitement.
The hot-tongued sailor thrilled her. He slid his tongue all around inside of her. He kept his finger sliding up her asshole. Finally she juiced.
"I'm cuming," she exclaimed. "Oh, lick me. Lick my pussy."
He lapped her up. She loved the delicious sensations as he stimulated her all the way.
Now she was prepared to perform for him. Only he stretched out and lay on the floor.
Unzipping his fly, she found his cock. She put a rubber on it. He didn't object. It was limp and he was embarrassed. He could not get it up. She tried her best. She sucked the rubber-covered cock into her mouth. Tony went on jabbing. But it didn't work. He apologized.
"I'm sorry," he told her. "It's not you. It's me. I can't get it up there. I don't know why."
Try as he would, he could not get it up.
"Eat it," he whispered, "eat it."
Finally in desperation she figured she would pull the rubber off and see if she could accomplish it for him. She wanted to succeed.
Easing the rubber off his cock, she began slowly stimulating it with her mouth. Her teeth bore down lightly as she gently nibbled him. Next, she began sucking. As she generated a degree of suction, she got him harder and hotter.
"Ohhh," he gasped, "that feels good. You're getting it."
She was proud of herself. She had gotten Tony's cock up. Now he was shoving it to her with erotic delight.
"Eat it," he told her. "Yes. Suck it. Suck it off." She was pleased that she could do this. "Yes, yes," he told her, "that's what I want you to do, baby. Keep it up."
She was becoming more excited than ever. She went on sliding it into her mouth. "Ohhh, baby," he told her, "I love that." This was just the kind of action that he wanted. And she knew how to please him.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "now you are doing it. That's the way I like it." Tony reached down and guided her head. "Suck it," he told her. "Suck it off." She succeeded in blowing him. His hot, white juice spurted in her mouth. She gulped hungrily.
"Yes, yes," he whispered enticingly, "keep licking my prick."
Finishing, she eased off. Tony was asleep now. But she had to get him out. She had been told by Vicky and warned that she had to keep the customers moving.
When the next customer came in, she was fearful. He was a black man in the Navy. She could tell by the outline of his white pants what a huge cock he had.
"I've got something for you," he smiled.
She watched his hands fall down. And then she caught sight of his huge penis. He was not wearing shorts to confine his thick, black manhood. His penis flipped out.
"On your knees," he told her, "and worship the big black cock."
It irritated her to have him speak like this. Who did he think he was?
However, she realized that she was a sex slave and had to perform as prescribed. Dropping to her knees, Dianne looked up at him. He glowered down at her and insisted that she do all the work.
"Grab it and feed yourself," he told her. "That's a good hunk of meat, honey."
She gripped his throbbing, black penis and pulled it to her mouth. She let her tongue gently glide over the head of it.
"Eat it," he commanded. "Suck it. Suck my big prick. Suck it off."
She began slowly sucking. He loved the erotic sensation.
"Keep it up," he told her. "That's the way to do it. Suck, baby, suck it." This fascinated him.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Keep suck-ing.
She was getting hotter every moment. She tickled his big, swelling, black balls and looked forward to that moment when he would shoot her his thick
"That's the way I like it," he told her. "Just keep sucking me."
She continued sucking on his thick, black penis. She found herself enjoying it.
"That's it," he whispered enticingly, "just keep it up, baby. I want you to lick every delicious drop of it."
Reaching down, the strong black man guided his manhood to her mouth.
"Play with the nuts," he insisted. "That's what I want you to do. Keep it up." She let her finger tips gently massage and caress his big, hairy, swelling balls. It was all she could do to manage his huge thick penis in her mouth. She hoped that he wouldn't try slipping it down her throat. For she knew she could barely take in his rigid member. All at once the black stud reached down, gripped her head and madly stabbed it into her.
"Take this, cock eater," he told her, "and this!"
He was sweating now as he pumped himself farther into her. His huge black balls rode her chin.
"Suck it out," he said in a demeaning, husky voice. "Eat me."
His sperm spurted into her mouth. She gulped nervously.
"Yes, baby, yes," he told her eagerly, "that's what I want you to do."
She gulped. She hated it. Nevertheless, she felt obligated to accommodate his bizarre lusts.
When she had finished accommodating him, she gently pulled away. When she noticed he still had a hard-on it bothered her.
"I'll pay fifty to fuck you every way," he said.
His eyes glistened as his white teeth shone.
"You've got a real cute ass," he told her, "and I want to eat it and then I'll fuck it."
Dianne stretched out on her stomach. The black man got on the bed with her. His huge, black hands gently caressed her curvaceous white bottom. Then he let his pink tongue slide along her ass crease. Finally he stiffened his tongue and lewdly stabbed it up her rectum.
"I'm gonna suck your ass," he panted as he pumped it into her.
Dianne enjoyed the feeling of his tongue gliding up her ass crack. However, she did not like the bite of his fingernails as he clawed at her buttocks. She was certain that he would have her behind bleeding.
"Stop it," she told him.
It was futile to ask him to stop. For it only increased his lusty desires. He let his tongue go on sliding up her ass. And blood was trickling all around her bare bottom.
"Wow!" he told her. "That sure tasted good, baby."
Pulling up now he prepared to make the big plunge into her ass hole. Dianne angled her ass to make it as easy as possible to accept his mammoth male member. Finally he was prepared. With a lusty, hard ram, he slammed it up her ass hole.
"I'm gonna fuck you and fuck you good," he panted as he thrust forcefully. She wiggled her tail, hoping it would accelerate the moment of climax. "Fuck," he gasped as he rammed it to her, "fuck it."
She was delirious with the pain of his probing penis as it seared up her ass hole. It was far too big to fit in her small behind. Nevertheless, that was precisely what pleased the black stud. He enjoyed the tight fit of his thick, rigid dick sliding up her tender ass hole.
"Please me," he told her. "Wiggle your behind, baby."
She wiggled her ass. Apparently that did excite him. He went on slamming into her roughly.
"Yes, yes," he cried anxiously, "fuck. Fuck it. Twist your tail, baby. Twist and fuck!"
With hard, driving jabs he continued.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Just like that. Now, now."
Forcefully he continued ramming into her. She could hardly stand being battered like this. Nevertheless, he continued doing it to her.
"Fuck it," he told her. "Fuck!"
The delicious excitement went on. He wasn't going to stop now for anything.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "you have done a magnificent job of it. Ohhh, baby, keep it up. Now you're do- ing it."
All at once she felt the big explosion. The juice was spurting from his penis tip. He enjoyed sloshing his rigid, black cock in his own slick cum load.
When he had finished giving her a good ass fuck, he eased off. He got dressed and left her alone. He didn't say a word to her. It bothered her that he couldn't speak. It was obvious that he was a brutal man.
The next thing she knew, she was being assaulted.
"I'm gonna fuck you," a Mexican man told her, "and fuck you my way."
He was bare-ass naked and had his thick, long cock equipped with a French tickler.
"I can't take that," Dianne objected and turned to run away from him.
"No, you don't," he called out. "You just stay here and take my action."
CHAPTER TWELVE
It did no good to run away. For he was on her tail quickly.
"When I want to fuck you a certain way," he told her, "I do it. I'm boss around here. My name is Albert. You'd better get acquainted with me."
Albert grabbed her.
"Maybe I should stick my prick up your ass hole with the French tickler on it. That might be even more fun."
Realizing how painful that would be, Dianne shook her head.
"No, Albert, no," she begged for mercy. "I'll do it your way. Yes, I'll be glad to."
"That's more like it," he smiled. "Now let's have a good time."
It didn't take Albert long to accommodate his lusts. For Dianne's will had been depleted. Going back to the bed, the beautiful girl stretched out. Patting her pussy, she pretended she wanted Albert to fuck her. At least it was better to have it gliding into her there than anywhere else, she reasoned.
All at once she felt him stabbing away. The French tickler did not feel good. It rubbed her the wrong way. However, she tried not to show her displeasure.
Reaching up, Dianne gripped Albert's shoulders. Her hands eased down to grip his curving ass cheeks. She squeezed his bare buttocks as she tried her best to accommodate him.
"Beautiful," Albert panted as he pumped his thick, long penis into her.
Then he began torturing her. He pressed his lips against hers. Suddenly he was sucking on her lips. Before she knew what was happening, he was biting her lower lip. She hated the sensation that was being generated. But she couldn't make him stop. She felt blood trickling at her lip as he bit hard.
Finally he pulled away. And then he Frenched her face as he finished fucking her pussy.
His hot juices exploded in her vagina. Her vagina muscles hastily gripped on his penis. She wanted to do all in her power to please him.
"Yes, yes," she told him, "that's the way. Love me.
He was extremely delighted to accommodate her request. But it bothered him that she was being difficult sometimes.
At last he got his rocks off. She was grateful for that.
When he had finished accommodating his bizarre lusts, he eased off.
"I always like to try the girls out, too," he told her. "I like to see how good they're performing."
"Well, I hope you're satisfied," she said with a cryptic tone in her voice.
It bothered him that she was so abrupt. But he decided not to make a fuss about it.
Finally it was time to get some sleep. But the next morning when she woke up, Vicky was back.
"The girls all have exercises," she told her, "and you have them, too. Here's a dildo. You've got to keep your pussy muscles working."
"I think I get enough exercise," Dianne shook her head.
"This is important," Vicky insisted. "You've got to grab at that plastic penis as it pushes into you. It will keep the muscles in tone. Men don't want a loose fuck. They want it tight. Do you understand?"
She nodded.
"Well," Vicky shook her head, "begin."
"Do I have to do it when you're here?"
Vicky nodded and smiled.
"Yes," she nodded. "I'm a lesbian. That's why I'm working here. That's how I get my kicks. I'll finger myself while you fuck yourself."
Vicky threw her skirt up. She didn't have any panties on. She started fingering herself as she watched Dianne stabbing the long plastic cock into her vagina.
"You're doing it nice," she observed, "but I could help you, honey." Dianne shook he head.
"That's all right," Dianne smiled nervously. "I think I'm capable of doing it. Thank you ever so much."
"Don't mention it," she laughed. "But I do insist, my dear."
Vicky did insist. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she reached for the plastic dildo. She inserted it into Dianne.
"Now you're doing it," she told her. "You wiggle back. As I stab it into you, you shove back. That's the way, baby. Just keep it up."
She was getting a big charge out of it. It was obvious to Dianne that this was her way. Before she knew what was happening, however, Dianne had stopped doing it. She undressed and pulled out her own strapped dildo.
She really enjoyed doing it. She went over to her and smiled.
"Baby," she told her, "you're really gonna get fucked. I know how to do it."
Stretching out over her, Vicky shoved the dildo into her vagina.
"How does that feel?"
"All right," Dianne told her.
"It's better than just all right," Vicky warned her. "Other women tell me I'm terrific. And you'd better find it that way, too."
Feeling victimized if she didn't flatter her female lover, she instantly began complimenting her.
"Why, yes," she nodded, "it does feel real good. Give it to me."
The other woman was doing it to her now with wild jabs.
"Keep it up," Vicky begged. "Shove back to meet me.
She pushed back to meet the driving dildo jabs. This really excited her.
The two women were struggling to reach a mutual climax.
"Keep fucking me," Vicky demanded roughly. "And brush those big boobs of yours across mine. Ohhh, that feels super. I love having another woman's breasts crushing on mine. Yes, yes."
The erotic thrills that they felt now were bringing them to a juicy climax.
"Ohhh, wow!" she told her. "That is fantastic. Oh, baby, keep it up."
Suddenly they were juicing. Vicky pressed her big sensuous lips against Dianne's mouth. Dianne opened her mouth, figuring it might give her a charge to French her. It did. Dianne's tongue found hers and they did a love duet.
Finally Dianne eased the big dildo out of her.
"You're good, you know that."
"Thank you," Dianne said limply.
Dianne figured it was best to keep a low profile. Maybe she could find someone that would help her out of her terrible situation.
That night as the different customers came, she figured she might find out who was sensitive and considerate enough to help her make her escape. At last she did find one man she thought she could work on. He was a nervous young fellow who did seem sensitive.
"Randy," she told him, "what do you want me to do to you?"
"Just about everything," he told her. "I haven't had too much experience. The guys at the base are always kidding me. I've got to jump in some time."
"Are you a virgin, Randy?" she smiled.
"Yes," he confessed, "but don't tell anybody. They will never quit razzing me."
"Of course not," she told him. "I wonder if you could help me."
"First I want you to fuck and suck me," he told her. "Would you give me a blow job?"
"It would be a pleasure," she told him.
Randy began undressing. He was another Navy man.
"Randy," she told him as she reached for his cock, "I've got to talk to you."
"First, baby," he told her, "I want you to lick and suck me."
She bent over and let her tongue gently slide along Randy's long, thick penis.
"Suck it," he whispered. "Suck my cock."
Finally she pulled her mouth off his penis.
"Now what the fuck did you do that for?" he demanded nervously. "Just when I was really enjoying it. Aren't you gonna finish?"
She nodded and smiled at him.
"Yes," she nodded, "I'm gonna finish. But first, listen to me. You've got to."
Randy did listen to her.
"I'm a prisoner here," she whispered. "I can't get out."
"Don't give me your hard-luck story," he told her. "Just start licking me. That's what I paid for. The whole thing. You're supposed to suck my ass and lick my balls, too. Don't try to get out of it."
"Forget your selfish self for a minute," she told him.
"You'll lick everything?" he asked her. "If I listen to your hard-luck tale you'll lick my asshole?"
"Yes," she assured him. "I'll lick your nuts, I'll lick your ass, I'll suck it out. But you've got to listen."
"I'm all ears," he nodded.
Dianne was trembling now.
"They can hear us," she told him, "and we have to be careful. Very careful." He nodded.
"You mean they've got it wired?" She nodded and whispered. "I got picked up because I had some grass on me," she explained, "and they threw me in jail. I asked my folks to come and get me. They wouldn't. They hate me. The only way I could figure it out was this. I thought perhaps I could find somebody with a heart who would get me out of here." Randy nodded and smiled at her. "So we both have a problem," he admitted candidly. "I'm afraid to have sex with a woman. I'm afraid to explore and do everything. So if you can get me over my fear so I can be a real stud fuck, then I will help you. I won't say another word about it."
"Don't," she whispered. Til just give you sex and then take me with you to the taxi. Some way, somehow we've got to do it."
At this point the young sailor removed all of his clothes. He lay back on the bed and raised up his legs and parted them.
"Get down there and start licking my butt now. You said you would."
Dianne knew that she'd better give Randy the best ass suck of her life. For her survival might de- pend on it.
Reaching under Randy's curving ass cheeks, she let her tongue gently caress his behind. He reached for his cock and began jerking appropriately.
"Ohhh, I like it when your tongue licks at me there," he admitted. "That's beautiful. Just keep it up. Yes. Keep it up."
The keen, erotic pleasure that he felt now had him trembling.
"Suck my asshole," he begged her. "Suck it."
Passionately and with great erotic feeling, Diane sucked on Randy's behind. It could spell the way to her freedom and she knew it.
When she finished tongue fucking him, she let her tongue gently caress at his testicles. Opening her mouth, she let him ease them in. She sucked on them gently. He thrilled to this erotic feeling. And then she licked the underside of his shaft, finally slipping her mouth smoothly over the head of his penis.
She fastened her lips on the head of his penis and sucked smoothly.
"That's beautiful," he whispered. "Yes, I love it."
As her head bobbed up and down on his cock, he reached for her. He shoved her down hard.
"Keep it up," he told her. "That's the way. You're doing it just fine."
She continued thrilling and entertaining him.
"Yes, yes," he cried ecstatically, "that's the way. Now you're doing it. Keep it up."
He was getting more and more aroused.
"Eat me," he told her. "Swallow my stuff."
Gripping her head now he shoved up hard. His cock exploded. His sweet, thick cream shot down her throat. She gulped. He loved it. When she pulled off his penis he still had a hard-on.
"I want to put it in your pussy," he panted.
It didn't take her long. Dianne slid up. She let herself slide down over his thick, long penis. His hands gripped her buttocks. She bent over and brushed her bosoms across his chest. Randy fucked vigorously.
"Wow!" he told her. "Is that ever fantastic. Oh, baby, you're really screwing me now. Fuck me."
She continued pumping up and down. He loved it.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "that's the way. Ohhh, I love it."
The erotic thrills flashed through her body. She was getting hotter every second.
"Eat me," he told her. "Press your lips on mine."
Opening his mouth, Randy let his tongue flip back and forth. She sucked on his tongue. He shot his gun off in her pussy.
He'd made it twice now and she figured it was time that they leave. But he wasn't through.
"Baby, let me stick my prick up your ass," he told her.
When she had pulled her vagina off his cock, she observed it was slick with their love juices. She got on the floor on all fours and bent over. Immediately, Randy got behind her. Gripping her buttocks he eased himself between her ass cheeks. He plunged in hard.
"Yes, yes," he cried anxiously, "you are going to get fucked."
Penetrating her asshole, he rammed forcefully.
"Beautiful," he whispered, "that's the way. Now, now."
His rock-hard cock continued riding into her. She loved the erotic sensations that were being generated in her body.
"Twist your ass around," he told her. "That's the way to do it. Yes. Now you're doing it. I love it, ba-by."
When Randy finally eased himself out of her slick asshole she got to her feet quietly. Silently she slid into her clothes. He nodded and understood.
"This won't be easy," she whispered.
They got out of the room all right. Then carefully they walked down the balcony.
"There's a taxi over there," Randy told her. "Let's get that."
They walked to the taxi. They got in it and Randy told the man to drive away. Just they they heard loud voices. There was another taxi following behind them.
"If you can beat them to the border," Randy told the driver, "I will give you fifty dollars."
The Mexican gunned the engine. He sped through the downtown Tijuana traffic.
"Randy," Dianne smiled at him, "you're saving me. Oh, I love you for this. I do. Oh, Randy, you're wonderful."
Randy wrapped his arms lovingly around Dianne.
"You don't know what you've done for me. I was scared as hell. I can go back to the base now and not be afraid to tell them what I've done. You're beautiful."
It pleased him that she had gotten him over the virgin status. And he was more than eager to repay her. But their flight to the border was not an easy one. Traffic was snarling now.
"Do you think we'll make it?" he asked the taxi driver anxiously.
"Yes, senor," the taxi driver replied, "we'll make it. Fifty dollars says we'll make it."
Randy took out a fifty-dollar bill to motivate him. At least they were at the border. Glancing over her shoulder, Dianne could see their pursuers getting farther and farther behind them in the traffic. She heaved a deep sigh of relief as she realized that she was free of the terrible ordeal she had suffered.
