It is hard to conceive in this day and age, and especially in our Western society, that individual human beings could be and are now being treated like mere chattel and worse.
Yet there are examples to be found all around us. Migrant workers have long labored for a mere pittance, and are beaten or thrown out of their jobs if they protest their meager wages. Sharecroppers are forced to turn over as much as half of their produce to large landowners to pay off an ever-increasing debt, whose termination they may never see.
And then there is Lila Richards and her teenaged daughter, Jodi, caught up in a prison riot and forced to endure unspeakable degradation at the hands of lusting and evil men, forced into a pit of shame and debauchery for the "entertainment" of a gang of perverted prisoners.
RAPING MOM AND DAUGHTER-a novel of warped men, and the women they use to satisfy their animal cravings. A message for today's society.
-THE PUBLISHER
CHAPTER ONE
"I just wish you didn't have to work there, Mama," Jodi Richards said as she finished with the last problem in her high school math book. She inhaled a deep breath then sighed as she slid a pencil into the book as a marker, then closed it slowly.
"You know I didn't have much of a choice, Jodi," Lila Richards called out from the bedroom. The five-foot four-inch blonde finished zipping up her white waitress uniform, reaching back and fluffing out her long golden hair. "Your father's insurance didn't cover all the expenses we've run into," she said, walking gracefully over the lush red bedroom carpeting and sitting down in front of the vanity. Picking up a pearl-handed hair brush, Lila quickly ran it through her silky hair, smoothing down the shiny strands as she gazed into the mirror and thought about the future. Those thoughts terrified the young woman. Everything seemed to be going along nicely up to last year. Her husband Bob had just finished his degree in criminology at UCLA and landed a job at Soledad State Prison as one of ten assistants to the chief psychiatrist.
Lila was especially proud of Bob because he had pulled himself up from the level of street maintenance worker for the city of Los Angeles to professional analyst-all this time supporting a young wife and her thirteen-year-old daughter. Both Bob and Lila were thirty-two, but willing to take a chance and start over in life even though the road was certainly unsure.
"God!" Lila gasped, stopping her hair brushing and setting the brush gently down on the vanity table. She watched her reflection, seeing large tears welling up in her blue eyes and rolling out over her high, flushed cheeks. The cords stood out from her long, graceful, swan-like neck as the memory of that horrible prison riot flashed through her mind. There were the reports of hostages taken at the prison hospital. For two days Lila sat at the edge of the living room couch, trying to comfort the sobbing, confused Jodi as negotiators talked with the rebellious prisoners. All indications pointed to an early and peaceful settlement.
Then something went wrong. Even one year after the massacre the authorities were still trying to piece together what happened that September evening when the prison hospital was turned into a target range. Lila shuddered, raising both her hands and rubbing her goosefleshed forearms as she remembered hearing the shots in the living room. It had sounded as if a war had broken out.
When the smoke finally cleared and the police marched into the shattered hospital wards and offices, nineteen inmates and hostages were dead. Bob was among those who had been shot.
Lila first felt disbelief, then numbness, then unutterable grief when she learned of her husband's murder. Their life together had suddenly and brutally ended. On a more practical level, the young widow found herself nearly penniless. When Bob quit working for the City of Los Angeles, he pulled all his money out of the retirement/insurance/pension fund to buy the sprawling ranch-style house just a few miles away from the prison. There was no private insurance company covering him, and the state employee's fund barely paid the funeral expenses. Lila didn't have time for grief. That was a luxury reserved for the rich. She had her life to pull together as best she could and a teenaged daughter to support.
That's when Jack Moore stepped in. Jack was Bob's colleague at Soledad, also a relatively new employee in the psychiatric ward. Recently divorced, he used to visit Lila and her husband two or three times a week for dinner. Now that the beautiful blonde faced destitution, Jack stepped in and managed to get her a job at the employee's cafeteria. At least Lila was able to keep making the house payments and have food on the table until she could look around for something better. Besides, she was managing the girls at the cafeteria, not slinging hash behind the steam table.
"Mother, you'd better hurry up. It's almost three-thirty," Jodi called out from the kitchen.
Lila glanced down at her tiny watch and saw her daughter was right. The only thing she didn't like about the job was the shift-four to midnight. She shook the memories of her husband out of her head and raised her hands, smoothing down her clinging white uniform. The short dress accented her high-riding, thirty-eight-inch tits and her softly curving thighs. At thirty-three, Lila still had the smooth, creamy skin she'd had as a teenager.
As she pushed the vanity chair back and stood up, taking one last glance in the mirror before leaving for the prison, Lila wondered if Jack would be in his office when she got there. For some strange reason, the blonde was becoming more conscious of her dress and her sensuous body whenever she was around the tall, dark-haired psychiatrist.
"Don't eat up all the candy and cookies, Jodi. I'll be home around twelve-thirty tonight. And don't forget to bolt the door," Lila said, rushing into the kitchen where her daughter was finishing up her math homework. Lila bent over the chair Jodi was sitting in and kissed her lightly on the forehead.
"I still don't like the idea of you going over there and working with those creeps. That's where Daddy-was-killed," the young girl said hesitatingly.
Lila reached down and stroked her daughter's long brown hair. Jodi was about the only thing that really mattered to her any more. She had her father's long, straight nose and full chin and her mother's sparkling eyes, full red lips and high cheekbones. Her full, thick hair fell in large waves around her face, and the noticeable swells in the bodice of her dressed promised that Jodi's boobs would be serious competition for Lila's.
"I can't help it, sugar," Lila said in a thick, quiet voice as she bent down again and kissed the top of her daughter's head. "When we get enough money, I promise we'll get out of here. Maybe go back to L. A. Would you like that?" Lila asked, stepping back and slipping her hand under her daughter's chin. She smiled broadly, and was glad to see Jodi smiling back. There was a freshness and innocence about the girl that seemed to fill Lila with more hope every day.
"Guess you'd better go. I'll wait up," Jodi said, opening her math book again and turning to a new chapter.
"Thanks, honey," Lila called out over her shoulder as she ran out the kitchen door and headed for the garage.
All the way driving to work, Lila thought about her husband and the cruel way he'd died. She wondered why her thoughts were suddenly concentrating on the prison riot of a year ago and Bob's murder.
As she turned into the main gate, Lila felt a shudder ripple over her firm body. The blonde presented her pass to the old guard at the small guard house and felt, for some strange reason, as if she were going to her own execution.
"Better make sure someone's going out with you tonight, Mrs. Richards," the old guard said as he handed her pass back to her through the car window and saluted.
"Trouble, Max?" Lila asked, her heart beginning to beat with excitement.
"Nothing like last year, I hope. But there've been rumors that some of the prisoners are gonna start somethin' in the next couple of days. Got that from a couple of trusties," the guard said, standing up and waving her white Mustang on through the gate.
Lila felt her breath growing shallow and rapid as she drove down the long, curving and tree-shaded drive to the employees' parking lot. Another riot! Oh God, I couldn't take it! she thought to herself as she pulled into her parking place and shut off the engine.
Got to see Jack, Lila thought as she slammed the door shut and ran into the side entrance of the prison hospital. Lila was nervous and felt she needed some kind of comfort. Why not from a man she'd been admiring more and more as the days went on.
Her long, firm legs flashed as Lila walked briskly down the polished corridor toward Jack's office.
"Mrs. Richards, good afternoon," the secretary said cheerfully as Lila walked into the large, carpeted waiting room. At the same time Jack opened the door of his office and stepped out into the room, his eyes busily running over several reports he held in his hand.
"Janet, could you type these up again? Seems like... hi!" Jack said cheerfully as he looked up and noticed the blonde standing a little uneasily in the doorway. "Come on in. I was just about to call down to the cafeteria to see if you wanted to share a dinner.
"Eating that food?" Lila said, putting her hand over her mouth and trying to suppress a laugh as she blushed under Jack's sparkling brown eyes. She could tell that the prison psychiatrist was getting as interested in her as she was in him.
"Look, you two. I've got two boys about to get out of school. Mr. Moore, would you mind terribly if I waited until tomorrow morning to type these up?" Janet asked, rising from her chair and walking over to the coat rack to pick up her sweater.
Jack smiled sheepishly at the middle-aged woman, then turned and winked at Lila. He knew that he'd let her have her way. Most women were able to wrap him around their fingers if they tried.
"Sure. Come on in the office, Lila. I'll just be a little while with these things. Then we can eat," Jack said a little absently as he looked back down at the reports and walked into his room.
The blonde nodded goodnight to the departing secretary, then followed the psychiatrist into his office. She shut the door and stood at the head of his long, brown leather couch .as Jack walked behind his large oak desk. Taking off his glasses, the dark-haired man rubbed his eyes, then leaned back in the comfortable leather recliner.
"I hear there's some trouble here," Lila said, feeling her voice getting shaky as she pronounced the words.
Jack looked up at her and wrinkled his forehead.
"Who told you that? There's rumors, but that's all. Don't worry about it," he said, smiling slightly as he got up and walked up to her. Jack could tell that Lila was troubled by the news and he wanted to comfort her.
"Doesn't matter who told me, Jack. It's just that all the memories of last year and what happened to Bob, I don't think I could face another-oh God," Lila said, covering her face and turning away from the approaching man. She fought down the terror that was trying to get a tight grip on her throat.
Then she felt the big man's strong, hairy arms slip around her shoulder and Lila felt a warm, lush feeling wash over her body. She shuddered-but this time not in fear or disgust. Her pussy started to tingle and warm up while her nipples itched teasingly. The sudden rush of foamy, slippery cunt juice oozing into her snatch embarrassed her. When Jack's powerful fingers moved slowly up and down her forearms, Lila closed her eyes and let out a tiny gasp from her full red lips. Her taut brown nipples poked out from their surrounding skin, scratching against the material of her bra as a strangely wonderful sensation rippled across her pussy. Lila could feel the sensitive membranes of her cunt stretching slowly, filling up with blood and becoming agonizingly itchy as hot juice bubbled out of her fuck-slit and trickled through her pussy hairs.
"It's just prison gossip, Lila. You know prisons are worse gossip centers than Hollywood," Jack said in a thick voice. His deep, masculine tones vibrated through her, melting her body as if it were wax in a blazing fire. Jack had taken her in his arms before and comforted her. But there was something different about his speech and touch now. There was something about him that thickened the air around them until Lila could hardly breathe. Her nerve-endings were on fire. Her knees trembled and became rubbery as she involuntarily tilted her head back and closed her eyes.
"Oh Jack," was all the blonde could say in a thick whisper as she backed her rounded, firm asscheeks against his fly.
"Wait, honey," the psychiatrist said, kissing her lightly on the nape of the neck, then backing away. Jack walked quickly to the door, flipping the lock and turning off the overhead light. His office was suddenly darkened, illuminated only by the fading red glow of the sunset.
Lila had never felt so erotically aroused before in her life. Her mind buzzed with sensuality as Jack leaned against the door and smiled broadly. His long, Roman nose; his dancing eyes; Ins thick, wavy brown hair that swept over his broad forehead; his strong chin; and that powerful, thick muscular body aroused the blonde to an incredibly high sexual plane. Lila hadn't slept with a man since Bob-over a year ago. Her shattered life and her attempts of pulling it together had funneled most of her energy away from any kind of sexual gratification.
But now, alone in the office with Jack, Lila felt herself being swept along in a roaring river of sexual desire. She wanted him. She wanted Jack more than anything else in the world.
"P-please," Lila stammered, closing her eyes and clenching her trembling fingers into two tight fists as her body swayed gently back and forth. Her mouth was hot and dry as the tension gripping her body became almost unbearable. She didn't want to beg the psychiatrist for a fuck. But if she had to, the blonde would've gone down on her knees and crawled across the floor to his cock.
"Lila," Jack murmured, pushing himself off the door and moving up quickly to her.
The blonde melted in his arms, tilting her head up and parting her lips as she felt his hot, heavy breath blowing against her cheeks. Their lips touched lightly at first, then ground together with wild passion as Lila's tongue dove into Jack's mouth. She sucked in his spit, driving her tongue in desperately. Lila moved her hips back and forth in tiny movements against Jack's groin, pushing her right knee lightly forward and against the noticeable bulge between his thick legs. The blonde let out a muffled whimper in Jack's mouth when his big hands slowly caressed her heaving sides, crawling over her tight-fitting uniform until they slid across her firm buttocks.
"Oh!" Lila gasped, pulling away from Jack's mouth and throwing her head back. He was milking her buns, grabbing at the firm hot flesh through the dress and panties and pulling those globes apart. The panting woman could feel her asshole and cunt responding, throbbing harder and hotter as the psychiatrist kept up and increased his kneading.
"Mmmmmmmmm," she moaned again.
Every time Jack squeezed his fingers down into her ass flesh, that movement pulled on her cuntal membranes and forced her pussylips to unstick and draw apart. When he released the pressure, Lila's fat, hot labes pushed back together. Apart, together. Apart, together. She felt her slick cuntlips gnawing against each other, occasionally twisting up and rubbing against her stiffening clit.
"God, oh God, oh God," the gasping blonde moaned over and over as she twisted and writhed in Jack's tight grip.
"I've wanted you, Lila. I've wanted you ever since I met you," Jack confessed, drawing his handsome head back down and gluing his lips tightly to her mouth before she could say anything.
"Come on," Jack said simply, breaking away from her sucking mouth and taking her hand in his.
Lila felt every ounce of energy drain from her as she walked like a zombie to the leather couch. She forgot about her dead husband and her living daughter. She forgot about all the financial problems that often kept her from sleeping at nights. Right now, her mind was buzzing with sexual passion. Right now, a big, powerful man wanted her desperately. Right now, she was going to peel off her clothes and settle down to the biggest fuck of her life!
"Wait," Lila said as Jack pushed her against the couch. The blonde backed away to the foot of the couch and started unbuttoning her dress. Jack stared hotly as the rounded tops of her mammoth titties shot into view.
Unbuttoning the dress to her waist, Lila reached up and slowly pulled the two halves of the dress apart, exposing her lacy bra. Jack took a step forward then stopped himself. He enjoyed this kind of teasing. It was firing him up to sexual heights he knew would help him later when he was slipping his hot, stiff prick up her twat.
The blonde kept smiling, shrugging off the top of her dress and then pushing the rest of it down to her ankles. Jack licked his lower lip nervously as he stared at the wide curve of her hips. The white cotton panties revealed the big curves of her pussylips, also showing a faint shadow where the damp triangle of pussyhairs covered her juicing slit.
"You're beautiful," Jack panted in a hoarse whisper as Lila reached back and fumbled for the snap of her brassiere. She found it and unhooked it, letting the garment slide down her arms and drop to the floor as her big titties swelled out and rested gently on her chest.
"Ohhhhh," the blonde groaned, spreading her shapely legs apart and trembling as she raised her hands and trailed her fingers over the stiff, brown, half-inch-long nipples.
"Damn you!" Jack whispered, reaching up and taking off his tie quickly. He tore open his white shirt like a madman, nearly ripping the buttons off as he pulled it off his wide chest and tossed it on his desk.
Lila kept on playing with her stiffened nipples, gasping shamelessly as she watched the big psychiatrist undress. She'd always guessed about how well-built Jack was. But only now did she realize how insufficient her imagination had been. His shoulders consisted of firm, well-rounded muscles that reached down his hairy arms, pushing big blue veins against his tanned skin.
As the big man unbuckled his trousers and pushed them down to the floor, Lila shoved her thumbs under the elastic waistband and started to slide her panties down to her knees. When her fingertips reached her furry cuntal mound, the woman groaned as if in pain, Even the slightest touch set off explosions in her swampy box. The cuntal curls pushed under her fingernails as she continued to push her cotton briefs down her silky thighs.
"Oh God," Lila murmured as her forefingers moved over her swollen, juice-slickened outer labes and into the wet jungle of matted pussyhairs around and under that dark-red oozing cuntslit. She looked up and saw Jack's long thick cock pressing against the fly of his white cotton jockey shorts. As Lila stepped out of her panties and moved around to the couch, she prayed God that the big psychiatrist would take his time.
CHAPTER TWO
Lila stretched out on the soft leather couch, sliding her firm buttocks slowly up and down the cool, smooth surface. She started to writhe slowly against it, pressing her rounded white buns against the couch as she spread her legs and revealed a glistening, angry red slit to Jack. Her big titties hung pendulously on her heaving chest, the nipples poking out like two sharp rocks as her breathing grew shallow and rapid.
"God, you're one hell of a tease," Jack said, standing by the edge of the couch and looking down at her. He was still wearing his jockey shorts.
Lila could see a dark wet spot growing at the tip of the long tubular protrusion that throbbed menacingly. She wanted to reach up and tear down those shorts to see the rest of Jack Moore. But the blonde resisted the temptation, enjoying prolonging their game as much as Jack did.
"You want to see that dick?" Jack said, reading Lila's thoughts.
The blonde nodded her head quickly, licking her dry lower lip in excitement. Jack chuckled softly, then pushed his hand under the elastic waistband of his briefs and slid them down to the floor.
"It's-it's beautiful!" Lila cried out softly as Jack's thick dong sprang up and lightly touched the hairy flesh just above his belly button.
Lila watched closely as Jack stepped out of his briefs and moved around to the front of the couch. The blonde hunched up her knees, spreading them widely apart and exposing further her swollen, wet labes. Peering between her trembling legs, she watched the big psychiatrist's left hand slide up the length of his hard cock. He was pressing down gently until the vein running the full length of his shaft pushed out and throbbed urgently. The foreskin had peeled away from the reddish cockhead, revealing a pearly drop of cum forming at the piss-slit. Jack milked the full length of his dick, rolling the foreskin completely over his swollen dickhead. He squeezed until he felt that electric charge spurt over his prick. He used the oozing pre-cum as a lubricant. Jack drew his firmly clenched fist back, revealing to Lila the glittering knob again. He looked down and smiled faintly.
"Oh please, fuck me!" Lila cried out softly for the first time. Even with her late husband Bob, the blonde had never begged for dick as she'd just done. But her mind was on fire now. She could hear her pulse racing and pounding in her ears. The tiny office was thick with the smell of vaporizing snatch fluid and male cum. Sweat smells filled her nostrils as Lila ached for cock.
Jack moved forward, bending his knees and kneeling on the foot of the couch. His long cock jutted upward like a curving sword. Lila groaned, reaching down with both hands and trailing them slowly up and down her furry, swollen labes. She could feel her cuntal juices wetting the surfaces of her fingertips as she ran them along the edges of her puffy lips. The blonde rested her head against the surface of the leather couch as she slowly peeled back the fat outer labes and tickled her inner snatchlips with her fingernails. It was the most wonderful sensation she'd felt in a long time. There she was playing with herself in front of a man with the biggest, thickest dick she'd ever seen. Lila instinctively knew she was exciting Jack to levels he'd never dreamed of. She could feel his masculine, sexual heat radiating out of his body and singeing her snatch curls.
"You're one hell of a cock-tease, baby," Jack grunted as he watched her massage and fondle her hot cuntal flesh. Lust rose up in his throat like a hard lump. He didn't know how much longer he could take this teasing without jacking off and sending his jizz spattering onto Lila's tits.
"God in heaven, I love this," Lila moaned as she felt a sexual spark discharge across her pussy.
"Don't get too used to it," Jack warned, edging forward toward the woman's exposed snatch. Lila rose halfway up and reached out with her right hand, lightly touching the hot, slick surface of Jack's dick. It felt so warm, almost scaldingly hot against her trembling fingers. At the same time she felt her pussy respond quickly to the touch of the big man's dick. The blonde moved her fingers up the thick shaft until she touched the spongy, purple head. Lila lightly moved her fingers around until they surrounded that throbbing knob. She squeezed the spongy flesh, watching as another drop of clear pre-cum oozed out of the big slit at the tip, forcing the first drop to drool down to the couch.
"Suck it, Lila. You don't know how much I've dreamed of watching your lips wrapped around that dong," Jack confessed in a hoarse whisper. "You don't know how many times I've lay in bed alone, beating my meat until I could feel that jizz packing down in my cock, thinking of your wonderful hot wet mouth and how it'd feel on my dick."
Jack's dirty talking excited Lila even more. She held the thick dick, watching its pulsating head in amazement as she felt her pussylips flutter with an attack of pre-orgasmic spasms.
"Jesus, hurry up, Lila," Jack said urgently.
Lila closed her eyes and leaned forward, lowering her head slightly as she slid her full lips over the pulsating, velvety cockhead.
Jack closed his eyes and jerked forward as he felt the hot wetness of Lila's sucking mouth against his stretched cockshaft. Then the blonde backed off, moving her lips around to the sides of Jack's dickshaft until her mouth was tightly pressed against his hairy groin. She kissed and licked and lapped the hot skin, leaving silvery shimmering snail trails of spittle over his flesh. Lila drew the coarse cock hairs into her mouth, working her way down until she could feel Jack's jerking dick against her flushed cheeks. The woman kept moving down, down to his sensitive inner thighs that trembled under her caressing oral touch. Lila was pleased with herself-proud that she could make a handsome stud like Jack respond so well under her caress.
"Lick it, babe, lick it," Jack whispered as his strong, muscular body shuddered under the blonde's touch.
Lila didn't say a word. She moved up, swirling her tongue around his squirmy balls. She opened her mouth wider, sucking in those leathery fuck sacs and running her tongue around every wrinkle she could feel with the tip of her tongue.
Rolling his hot nuts out of her mouth, she started to work her tongue around and around the thick, veined root of his hard cockshaft. She concentrated on that big base, circling her tongue around the base while her fingers slid down her own wet lower belly and plowed through the hot, wet mess of her drooling snatch. The blonde moved her right forefinger up until it lightly touched her hot, reddened clit-shaft. Her knees snapped together as a contraction drew her slick cuntal walls together. Lila felt her pussy pucker up, drawing in air and actually begging for cock.
"I want you! I want you!" Lila cried over and over as she drew back from Jack's spit-slicked cock that bobbed in front of her face. Lila's body felt more alive than it had in over a year. Her senses were razor-sharp as she leaned back and lay on the couch. She looked over her thunderous titties at Jack, who knelt between her widely spread legs. She was trembling like a leaf now. Her ass squirmed on the couch, sliding on a layer of sweat that freely dripped from her thighs.
"Ohhh," the woman groaned, digging the back of her head into the couch again as Jack reached out and slipped two fingers into her hot pussy. The sensation of the two fingers gliding past her fat hairy lips was better than her own finger-fucking of a few minutes ago. It teased her snatch, making her want more and more stuffed into her. She wriggled her thighs back and forth in a silent plea for more.
"Oh yeah," Jack panted as he slid his thick fingers up and down her narrow, dripping cuntal slit. Lila felt her pussy muscles clamping down, snapping shut on those probing fingers. Jack whistled in surprise as he pushed against her cuntal walls, meanwhile flicking his thumb across the reddened tip of her clit-stalk. That sudden surprise made Lila's eyelids flutter open while she uttered a short gasp of delight. Her cuntmouth loosened up, then clamped shut more tightly than before. Jack lightly pinched her fat outer labes, rubbing the incredibly sensitive smooth skin with the fingers of his right hand while he stroked the groaning blonde's creamy inner thighs with his left.
Jack pulled his fingers out with a squishy pop. Lila looked up in time to see his powerful body slowly lowering itself down on hers. The blonde spread her legs further apart, stretching up her arms to welcome the big man.
"OHHHH!" she cried, feeling his hot, hairy body against hers for the first time. His massive chest pushed her big tits into two fleshy puddles.
The hairs scratched deliciously against her nipples. Lila hunched her thighs up, pressing the glistening slit between her fat labes against Jack's hot groin. The big man shifted his position on the couch slightly, hunching his powerful thighs up and dragging his long, thick dick across Lila's flat belly until it slipped across her cuntal curls and touched the top of her cuntlips.
Lila bit her lower lip until it nearly bled. She held her breath while Jack lowered his body again, pressing the full fat width and length of his cock against her fuck-hole.
"NNNGH!" the woman cried, feeling that knotty shaft pressing down and into her hot pussy. His fingers dug into her sides as his mouth clamped down tightly over hers. Lila gave herself completely to the grunting psychiatrist. "Fuck me, fuck me," she begged.
"Hell, I'm gonna give it to you like you've never had it before," Jack grunted, lowering his body until his mouth was even with her titties. Lisa closed her eyes, sighing happily as she felt Jack running his tongue over the hot flesh between her thunderous jugs. He lapped up her salty sweat, kissing her chest lightly before he moved his face to the side and started sucking and licking her right boob.
"UHHHH!" the blonde cried in delight as she gave a quick sharp hunch with her hips, burying more of Jack's dick in her juicy snatch. The big man moved his thick lips along the smooth side of her swollen tit, giving it tiny sucks as he moved closer and closer to her nipple. Lila rolled her head from side to side, digging her fingernails into his broad shoulders as her knees hunched higher and higher. When his lips finally clamped tightly around the tough, rubbery nippie-skin, the woman shuddered mightily and let out a long, quivering groan.
The hot feeling around her pussy flowed faster and faster up to her brain. She could feel him drawing her nipple between his teeth, sanding the tip of his tongue across the sputtering tip while he slid his hands under her buttocks and moved them toward her tight ass-crack.
Jack sucked harder and harder at her right nipple while his fingers dug into the narrow crevice. Lila raised her thighs slightly to give him more room. Jack took advantage of this, slipping the first two fingers of each hand down the crack until he could feel the first of her cuntal hairs that grew back from the bottom junction of her pussylips. The woman gurgled deep in her throat as she felt this double attack on her swampy snatch-his cock pressing into the slick crack between her fat outer labes, and his fingers toying with the hairs at the bottom of her snatch.
"Oh, please, please," Lila begged again. Sweat poured down from her forehead and trickled into her ears. It burned her eyes as she slid over the wet surface of the couch. "Don't tease me, Jack. Oh God, I need it!"
"Need what?" he asked teasingly, burying his face in the space between her huge titties. "You want to feel my cock sliding in and out? You want me to fuck you? You want to feel this thick, hot dick pushing in between those big, greasy cuntlips of yours?"
His words were exciting her as well as himself. He kept whispering obscene questions and descriptions in her ear as he moved his hands around to the edges of her buttocks and pushed down and forward with his thighs. Lila hunched up her knees until they were nearly even with the bottoms of her titties.
"Gonna ram the shit out of your pussy, babe," Jack grunted.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Lila responded like a slut.
Jack reached between her legs and grabbed the soft, wet outer lips of her pussy. As he squeezed them, he flicked his right forefinger over her stiff clit-shaft at the top of her slit. That tiny mound of sputtering sex-flesh spasmed. Lila cried out in a high-pitched groan, involuntarily arching her back and thrusting her hips upward. As she lay there begging and praying for his cock, Jack hunched back, positioning the dribbling head of his cock against the juiced-down crack that ran like a jagged slash between her pussylips. Inhaling sharply, the big man squeezed his big, hairy asscheeks together and pushed forward lightly.
"Mmmmm," he moaned in delight as he felt the first half of his slick dickhead slip past Lila's puffy labes and into her box. The thick head pushed further and further through the split lips and worked its way inward. The hard, throbbing shaft followed, shoving the sensitive purple tip of his cock deeper and deeper into her pussy.
Lila kept spreading her legs further and further apart until her knees were nearly touching the sweat-soaked leather surface of the couch. She could feel the heat radiating out of Jack's sweating body grow hotter and hotter as his body descended toward hers. The blonde looked up and saw Jack's face twist into an expression half of agony and half of delight as his cock slid further into her upturned pussy. That big, vein-knotted dick-stalk was slowly scratching the itchy ache that had nearly driven Lila crazy only moments earlier. She could feel her pussy being formed into a wide tunnel by the sinking cock. She groaned happily as her cuntal membranes stretched itchily, fitting closely around the plunging pecker.
As Jack's body lowered, Lila could feel his hot, hanging balls lightly touch her asscheeks. A shudder went through her body as his hairy groin finally pressed down against her puffy labes. The two of them lay motionless for several seconds, desperately trying to catch their breaths as Jack's dick throbbed angrily against Lila's tight-fitting cuntal walls.
"Feel good, honey? Oh God, you feel good and tight to me," Jack groaned, turning his head to the right and kissing her lightly on the neck.
Lila grunted happily as she squeezed down on the man's embedded dick with her cuntal muscles. Jack groaned with the application of that subtle pressure and responded by drawing his dick out and shifting his thighs upward slightly, rubbing the full length of his slipping cock against her beating clit-shaft.
"UNNGHHH!" the blonde cried, digging her fingernails deeper into Jack's hairy flesh.
Reaching the summit of his upward stroke, Jack ground his ass down, purposely sliding the surface of his dick against her raw clit. He twisted around between her legs, grinding his cock into her. He shoved his hot groin against the fleshy pussylips as he teased and worked on her clit. His chest pushed into the tips of her tits, crushing them and sanding them with his wiry body hairs, mashing the full soft mounds into wide fleshy pads against her chest.
"Jack, oh God, Jack," Lila groaned and panted over and over as she felt him work wildly in her cunt. She only now realized how much she'd missed since Bob's death. Her cunt gulped down his cock like a hungry mouth, swallowing it and sucking and tugging on that dick while her clit soared higher and higher toward climax. Her body grew hotter with each downstroke of Jack's big cock.
"Ohhh, good, good," she whispered into his ear as she tightened her arms around his hunching back and spread her legs wider. The blonde begged for more cock as she met his powerful downward hunches with quick, sharp ones of her own. The woman started begging more frantically, hunching and fucking and tossing her body around wildly as she felt Jack's big, hairy balls slapping against her upturned asscheeks.
Jack didn't say anything now. He kept his cock shoving in and out. His balls were throbbing against the base of his cock. His jizz churned, working its way into the base of his dick. He could feel the sudden tightness gripping his hot nuts as Lila's body moved crazily and jerkily under his pounding hips.
"Close, close, close," Lila murmured, her eyeballs glazing over and rolling up into her head as she felt a funny tight feeling gripping her clit and nipples. Her belly contracted while the air rushed out of her lungs. Her heart beat so wildly she thought it would tear through her rib cage as Jack started throwing in the final strokes of his cock.
"Goddamn it! dimming!" Jack cried out, arching his back and throwing his handsome head back. His eyelids clamped down hard and his mouth dropped open as strange guttural sounds gurgled out. The cords stood out from his fat dick throbbing regularly against her slick cuntal walls. He wasn't even moving his thighs and his dick was jerking crazily. This meant his cum was packing down in his cock, getting ready to splatter into her pussy.
"Me too!" Lila cried out childishly. The heat and stroking had turned her nerves into frayed electrical wiring. Her clit throbbed. Her pussy spasmed. Then there was the sensation of something scalding and wet blasting against her pussywalls. The feel of his cock trembling, shooting, cumming inside her was the final trigger.
"Noooooooo!" she cried wildly. "Uhhh, n-n-noooo!" the woman shrieked again, then gave herself completely up to the orgasm that spread from her belly to her cunt, asshole, titties and toes.
"Yessss," Jack whispered hoarsely as his cum shot out in thick jets. The hot jizz blew out of his contracting dickhead and spattered on her pink, slick, spasming pussy walls.
"Ohh, yess, yessss, yessss," Lila hissed out with unspeakable delight as she grabbed tightly onto Jack and buried her lips in his neck. They melted together in a mass of thrusting, hot sweaty flesh as they fucked to the end of their endurance.
When it was over, Jack rolled onto his side, pulling her with him. Lila cuddled in his arms, feeling completely relaxed.
"Okay, babe?" Jack whispered as he stroked her shaking shoulder lightly.
"Oh God, yes. Yes. Yes!" Lila said emphatically, reaching up and running her fingers lightly through the psychiatrist's thick dark hair. She'd never felt this completely drained yet alive at the same time.
"I hate to say this, but whenever I was with you, even when Bob was alive... " he started to confess.
"Don't," Lila said, frowning as she turned away from him. "Don't spoil this with confessions of the past. Let's just think about now and the future," she said, turning back to him and smiling.
"Speaking of that, I'm keeping you from your job. You'd better get over to the cafeteria before you wind up in the unemployment line," Jack said, glancing at the large white clock on the other side of the office.
"My God!" Lila cried out, focusing her eyes on the hands. "I'm a half-hour late," she mumbled, sliding her legs off the couch and getting up quickly. She stumbled around in the dark, her big titties flopping against her chest as she fumbled around for her clothes.
"Need some company tonight?" Jack asked, propping his head up on his right hand as he watched the blonde flip her titties into the cups of her bra.
"Jodi's waiting for me," Lila said, reaching back and clamping the snap of her halter shut. "But maybe a late cup of coffee... "
"You're on," Jack said, smiling at her as he lay exhausted on the couch.
CHAPTER THREE
Lila glanced up at the big cafeteria clock over the doorway.
Eleven-thirty, she said to herself, heaving a sigh of relief as she watched the busboys clearing the rows of white, formica-topped tables in the large room. The overhead lights glared into her eyes as she finished counting the bills in the register and wrote down the total on her weekly tally sheet. Lila brushed a few stray strands of her blonde hair from her eyes as she shut the drawer and turned around to see how much progress the cooks had made cleaning out the steam tables.
"Come on, boys," she said good naturedly, walking up to the two sweating, heavy-set men dressed in white uniforms who were wiping down the long, stainless-steel counter behind the steaming food display tables. "I want to get out of here by midnight."
Lila leaned against the glass display window and yawned with exhaustion. The fucking she'd gotten from Jack had sapped most of her strength for the evening. Fortunately there weren't too many people having dinner at the prison that evening. It was Friday night-a time when most of the employees who weren't working the next day tried to sneak off early and go home.
"We'll be through in a couple of seconds," the first cook said, smiling at her, then shifting his eyes down to her thunderous tits and rubbing his bulging crotch against the edge of the steam table when he was sure she wasn't looking. Lila didn't realize it, but half the prison knew about her and wanted her. They'd have given anything to do what Jack had done earlier that afternoon.
As Lila started to walk into the kitchen, she saw the swinging doors to the cafeteria open.
"I'm sorry, we're closed for the night," Lila said a little wearily. Then her eyes focused on the figure entering. She saw it was Jodi!
"Honey! What are you doing here?" Lila asked, both happy and disappointed to see her daughter.
Jodi occasionally came around to meet her mother after the late shift. The two of them would go out afterward for a coke and hamburger. Lila normally enjoyed these mother-daughter get-togethers. But tonight she'd planned a little something with Jack. Those plans were immediately shattered. She couldn't send her daughter home. Besides, she'd gotten that fucking this afternoon. Jack would be around tomorrow or the next day.
"I don't think I'd like anything they serve up here," Jodi said, wrinkling her nose up in mock disgust. The girl was wearing a tight-fitting pair of jeans and a man's white shirt that accented her titties. Lila didn't like her daughter coming into the prison wearing that kind of clothes. She watched as the inmates and even the guards and other prison help stared lustfully at her daughter. The blonde could handle herself. But as far as she knew Jodi was innocent.
"I'll be through in a few minutes," Lila said as she walked into the kitchen toward the house phone. While Jodi milled around in the deserted cafeteria, Lila picked up the receiver on the wall and dialed Jack's office. The phone rang three times before someone answered.
"Hello?" Jack asked sleepily.
"Jack, it's Lila. Listen, I can't make it tonight. Jodi's come over," Lila explained, feeling her face flush red as Jack breathed heavily into the phone.
She could almost feel his hot, hairy body pressing against hers. For the second time she felt ashamed about not wanting Jodi there in the prison.
"Well, it's not the first time I've been turned down," Jack said, trying to sound unconcerned over the phone.
"Please, Jack. I'm sorry, God, you don't know how much I want you tonight," Lila whispered into the phone as she felt her belly heave with lust.
"Look. I'll be up anyway. I want to see you. The three of us can go out and have a coke or something. We can put the other stuff off until later," Jack suggested.
"All right," Lila said, struggling to keep her emotions under control as she hung up the phone and turned to walk back into the cafeteria.
As she pushed open the swinging doors and walked into the brightly lit, empty room, Lila noticed Jodi standing on one of the chairs and peeking out of the heavily wire-protected window. It looked out into the courtyard and the hospital where last year's riot took so many lives.
"Anything wrong?" Lila asked, feeling her skin crawl with horror. She knew what her daughter was looking it.
"No, no. Just looking," Jodi said sadly, climbing down off the chair and setting down on it. Lila moved over to her daughter and put her arms around her, kissing her lightly on the top of her head.
"We've just got to try to forget the past and go on with the future," Lila said, reaching up and running her fingers lovingly through her daughter's fresh-smelling hair.
"Guess you're right, Mother. Come on. Let's get out of here. I'm almost sorry I came," Jodi said, smiling weakly up at Lila.
"They're almost through," the blonde said, glancing again at the clock over the doorway and noticing that it was almost midnight.
Lila started to walk across the floor of the cafeteria when suddenly she heard the sounds of shots being fired in the distance. At first the blonde thought it strange the guards should be holding their firing practice so late at night. Then it occurred to her that the tiny explosions were coming from the opposite direction of the guards' facilities.
"What is it, Mother?" Jodi asked as she slowly got up from the chair.
"I-I don't know," Lila said, walking quickly over to her daughter and putting her arms around the young girl protectively. At first there were just a few shots in the distance. Then they increased, finally sounding as if an entire division of Marines had landed in the courtyard. The shots came closer and closer with each passing second. Then there were sounds of shouts and screams as an explosion rocked the cafeteria.
"AIYEEEEEE!" the two women screamed together, falling to the floor as the lights flickered on and off. There was a second explosion, followed by a third as the big room heaved and rocked like a boat tossed helplessly in a hurricane-racked ocean. The glass from the windows shattered during the third explosion. Shards of glass flew through the air, burying themselves into the wall and soft tiled floor as the overhead lights continued to flicker on and off.
"What's happening, Mother?" Jodi asked in a terrified whisper.
Lila couldn't find the energy to speak. It was another riot, almost on the eve of the anniversary of the last one.
"Get under the table!" Lila cried as more glass flew into the air. The shots grew louder and more frequent. She could hear the sounds of running footsteps outside. Shouts both from the guards and rioting inmates filled the air.
"They're coming in!" Jodi cried out in horror as they burst into the cafeteria.
"Thank God," Lila said as six guards ran into the big room with their guns drawn.
"How many in here?" one guard asked as Lila and Jodi crawled out from under the table and ran toward the kitchen.
"Two busboys in back, two cooks, me and my daughter," Lila said breathlessly. A shower of bullets suddenly rained into the room, shattering the glass of the far window.
"There's not too much to worry about. They're rioting all over the place. But we've called in the state police and National Guard. They'll be here pretty soon," the guard said, looking worriedly over his shoulder at the shattered windows. "Meanwhile, you'd all better get in the back."
"You don't think there's a chance-there's actually a chance they'll break in here?" Lila asked breathlessly. Her mind buzzed with horror. It was just what had happened a year ago. The prisoners were taking control of the complex, mowing anybody down they could as the guards fired helplessly into the crowd. She panicked, having visions of her and her daughter being tossed to the crazed crowd of shrieking inmates.
"No, of course not," the guard said, motioning for the other guards to blockade the main entrance to the cafeteria. "Any other ways to get in here?"
"Either the dumb waiter, or the door in the rear of the kitchen," Lila said, desperately trying to get control of herself.
"Okay. Morgan and Hendrickson, you two go with the lady and her daughter and guard the rear exit. The rest of us will wait out here.'."
Lila grabbed Jodi by the arm and dragged her into the kitchen with the busboys and cooks. The two guards followed the tiny crowd into the brightly lit room filled with cooking utensils. Lila trembled as she heard the sounds of footsteps pounding closer to the door. She knew they didn't belong to guards.
"Get ready," the first guard said to the second as he drew his gun and readied it for firing. Lila and the others crouched down behind the heavy tables as the first guard kicked open the door and fired blindly into the hall.
Jodi screamed wildly as the sounds of screams from the wounded men filled the kitchen. Lila reached over and clamped her hands over her daughter's ears, feeling the urge to scream herself as bullets smashed into pots and pans hanging on the wall and sent them clattering to the floor.
"Get out of here! There's not enough of us against them!" the first guard shouted.
Lila felt her blood freeze as the thought of them being killed branded itself into her brain for the first time. She pulled Jodi up from the floor and pulled her roughly behind her. The two women ran screaming down the length of the kitchen toward the dining area as more shots rang out in the room.
Just as she pushed the door open and shoved her daughter into the cafeteria. Lila turned around and saw both guards jerk backward and crash to the floor. Their guns kept firing for a while before the life oozed out of them. The blonde saw four inmates in prison uniforms run into the doorway, firing their guns wildly into the room. The two cooks were cut down immediately, their bodies jerking in the air as they stumbled to their knees and finally fell face down on the floor. The busboys managed to make it out with Lila and her daughter and they slammed the swinging doors shut behind them.
"They're in the kitchen!" the blonde shrieked out mindlessly to the remaining guards in the cafeteria. She hung onto the serving rail in front of the still-steaming food display area. The guards had blockaded the main entranceway to the dining area with three heavy tables. But this sudden rear attack caught them unawares.
"Come on, back here!" the guard shouted to Lila and the others as he pulled the blonde away from the kitchen entrance.
Lila and her daughter ran to the far corner of the big room, turning over one of the dining tables and crouching behind it as they heard the kitchen doors swing open violently and bang against the wall.
"Fire!" the guard said.
Lila covered her ears as the room was filled with the deafening roar of firing guns. She peeked over the edge of the overturned table and saw two inmates gunned down by the shooting guards. Three more came in, diving to the floor and rolling behind the serving area. They broke the glass display windows, firing at the guards while other inmates shouted encouragement from the kitchen.
"Oh God, God!" Jodi wailed as she leaned protectively against her mother.
Lila couldn't think of any encouraging thing to say. She thought of her late husband and realized that he had gone through the same thing a year ago. She thought of Jack and his passionate eyes. Where was he? Was he gunned down in some corridor as he walked over from his office to the cafeteria?
"Get out, get out!" Lila heard one of the guards shout.
The blonde peeked over the edge of the overturned table again. Her eyes widened with terror as she saw the entrance doors to the cafeteria bulge. There was a mob behind them, pushing and shoving to open the doors. The guards in the cafeteria couldn't possibly successfully fight a war on two fronts. That's exactly what this was-a war between them and the rioting prisoners.
"There's no other way out," Lila whimpered as she shrank back down behind the table. Her heart pounded in helpless horror as the room was suddenly filled with a loud splintering sound.
"My God, they're in!" Lila whispered hoarsely as the room echoed with a loud, wild volley of shots.
Then everything grew eerily quiet. In the courtyard there were still the sounds of cries, shouts and gunshots. But now in the bullet-ridden cafeteria, all was uncannily silent.
"Mother... " Jodi started to whisper.
"Shhhhh," Lila cautioned her daughter, putting her finger up to her lips as she slowly pushed her head above the edge of the overturned table one more time. "Oh my God," the blonde groaned softly as she surveyed the carnage. The two busboys lay in a heap near the serving station, their heads shattered to pieces by stray bullets. A large pool of blood slowly grew around the two bodies like a halo.
By the cash register two guards lay face down, their guns several feet away from their outstretched hands. The lead guard was slumped over one chair near the now-opened main entrance doors of the cafeteria, his head dangling down over the back and touching the seat.
"What do you see?" Jodi whispered.
Lila clutched her throat in terror as she saw a human river of convicts slowly walk into the gun-smoke-filled room. Their faces were hardened with fierce, hating determination.
"Okay, check out the place and make sure we got everybody," a tall, black-haired convict with a large scar running down his chin ordered, moving his gun like a pointer.
Three convicts ran out from the tight group near the main doorway and started checking the dead busboys and guards.
"Everybody's dead," Lila whispered to her daughter, ducking down as she saw the convict's eyes sweep the room in her direction.
"What do we do?" Jodi asked.
Before Lila could caution her daughter to speak more quietly, she heard something that froze her blood.
"Who's back there?" the big man asked in a gruff voice.
"Oh God," Lila muttered under her breath. Her skin crawled with terror as she reached out and grabbed her daughter's right arm tightly. She knew the game was up. They were in the hands of men who had just slaughtered all these men without thinking twice. They were at the mercy of men who had no mercy.
"Come on. Get up or I'll fill that table with a round of slugs," the inmate threatened.
"Don't shoot!" Lila cried, slowly rising from the floor and dragging her daughter up with her. She raised her hands high above her head as she peered into the cold, steely-blue eyes of the lead convict.
"Well, well," he said, his hardened face cracking into a cruel smile. "Looks like we've got us a little entertainment for a while, boys."
"Don't hurt us," Lila whimpered.
The big convict smirked, jerking his gun to the right and indicating he wanted the blonde and her daughter to move slowly from behind the table toward the serving station.
"Hey, ain't she that guy's wife? You know, the one who got gunned down last year?" a short fat prisoner asked as Lila and Jodi moved toward the towering convict.
"Year. Yeah," the convict said, laughing deep in his throat as he stared hotly at the two approaching women. "If she ain't careful, she's gonna join her husband tonight," he said, straightening his arm and pointing the barrel directly at Lila's head.
The blonde stopped dead in her tracks as she looked down the blue barrel and felt her heart leap in her throat. His finger was wrapped around the trigger. She watched as he slowly tightened it. The hammer pulled back.
Suddenly the room was filled with the sound of a shot. Jodi screamed and dropped to the floor. Lila froze with horror, closing her eyes and waiting for the bullet to crash into her brain. When nothing happened, she opened her eyes and saw the convict had moved his gun slightly to the right and had fired the bullet just over her right shoulder.
"My name's Mike-Mike Kenning. This here's my helper, Don," the big-framed convict said as he nodded his head toward the fat inmate who'd spoken earlier. "We share everything," Mike said, smiling lewdly at the quivering Lila.
The blonde stood still, looking into the murderous eyes of the grinning convict. She'd heard stories of how women had been brutally raped by escaped convicts.
"You think we should strip 'em now?" Don asked, reaching down and scratching his groin obscenely.
Lila winced and turned away, looking down at her daughter, who looked at the men in horrified fascination.
"Naw. We've got to make sure we're secure in here," Mike said, turning around and giving orders to the rest of his men.
Lila and Jodi still stood in the middle of the cafeteria with their hands clasped behind their heads. The rioting inmates ran around the room, making sure the others were dead and stripping their bodies of any money and weapons. The scene reminded Lila of movies of jackals and how they stripped the flesh off dead animals.
"Okay," Don said after the cafeteria had been searched thoroughly.
Mike smiled with grim satisfaction, then turned and stared at the two women.
"I'll give you the honors," he said, bowing toward Lila and nodding toward the phone in the kitchen with his head. "Call the Warden and tell him how cozy we all are."
Lila sighed, then moved in the direction of the cooking area. She tried to mentally steel herself for what she was sure was going to be the greatest ordeal of her life.
CHAPTER FOUR
Lila closed her eyes and sighed wearily, crossing her arms over her tits and rubbing her forearms briskly with her palms. Leaning against the sill of the shattered window closest to the main entrance of the cafeteria, the blonde thought of the last few hours and how she'd managed to survive through them.
It hadn't been easy. After the convicts ransacked the cafeteria and kitchen, they forced Lila to call the Warden's main office and tell him their demands. As she spoke to the man over the phone and read him the list of grievances, the woman had to admit to herself that their demands weren't out of line-better food, visitation rights from wives and girl friends, more productive work programs, and the establishment of grievance committees. It occurred to her these were the same things asked for last year. She remembered the results of the last riot, and prayed God she and Jodi wouldn't fall victims to this one.
After the call, Lila and her daughter were pushed back into the cafeteria and pretty much ignored for the rest of the night. Occasionally the guards made half-hearted attempts at storming the building but failed. The only constructive thing that happened that night was Lila's learning of how the dynamite was smuggled into the prisoners and later used against the helpless prison guards.
"Nobody checks the fuckin' visitors any more. They can bring in anything. Shit, we've got more heroin going around here than they do in Harlem," Mike said, laughing when the blonde showed her surprise at the amount of guns and ammunition the prisoners had. "My lawyer brought in some of the shit. Girl friends brought in the rest of the stuff. We've been plannin' this for the past six months."
Now Lila waited for something to happen. She doubted if the Warden would respond to any of the demands. He hadn't last year. There was no reason to suspect that he would this year.
"Ohhh," Lila sighed, opening her eyes and looking through the shattered glass at the glowing red sunrise outside. Everything looked so calm and peaceful. The bodies had been pushed to the sides of the exercise yard. The convicts held that area too.
"We've been waitin' for over five hours, Mike. And still that fucker hasn't called us back," Don said, glancing nervously at the big clock over the door.
"He probably thinks we don't mean businesslike those pansies last year," the big convict said, squinting and setting his jaw as he turned and looked at Lila. "I think if we worked her over and sent her out as a kind of negotiator we might get somewhere."
Don looked at him, then nodded with satisfaction. Lila pressed her arms tighter against her chest as she saw Don and another prisoner start to walk up to her.
"Strip her," Mike growled, folding his arms across his massive chest and leering at the cringing blonde.
Jodi was sitting in front of her mother, sleeping soundly as Don and the other convict grabbed Lila and pulled her roughly from the wall. The blonde cried out in pain and surprise as they pulled her arms back and pinned them hard to her ass, shoving her forward. She stumbled several times, nearly falling to the floor as her long hair dangled in her eyes. Don and the other man pushed her forward in that manner until she was a few feet in front of Mike.
"I haven't seen a good-lookin' cunt like you in a long time," the man said in a raspy, low voice, reaching forward and cuffing his right fist under Lila's chin. The blonde shuddered at his touch, turning her face to the right and closing her eyes as he pushed his fist up and forced her head to tilt back. "No, sir, it's gonna be real fine to see someone like you crawling around here," he said, dropping his hand quickly to his side. Lila kept her head turned away, opening her eyes and noticing that Jodi was awake. The girl still sat at the table, her eyes wide with curiosity and fear as she watched her mother being manhandled.
"Strip her," Mike said, lowering his hands and starting to unbuckle his belt.
"Oh please don't!" Lila cried out, flushing with shame as two tall, balding prisoners walked up and leered at the red-faced woman.
"I didn't want an army to do it," Mike said under his breath as he nodded to the first tall man. The convict curled his upper lip, revealing a row of rotting, yellowed teeth as he reached forward and started unbuttoning the bodice of Lila's dress.
"You leave my mother alone!" Jodi cried out from the back of the cafeteria. The young girl jumped up from her seat and ran up to Mike, grabbing him by the arms and trying to pull him down.
"Stupid little bitch. You want to join her?" he growled, shrugging her off easily and reaching back with his right hand. Lila screamed for Jodi to duck, but it was too late. The room was filled with the sickening sound of a closed fist crashing against the girl's cheek. Jodi's body literally flew into the air, springing a few inches from the. floor and sailing three feet away from the big man before it collapsed in an unconscious pile.
"Killers!" Lila cried, jerking forward and trying to run to her daughter.
"I said strip her," Mike said, pulling his wide brown leather belt out from his trousers and hitting his knee with the end.
Lila struggled hopelessly in the two convicts' grip as the bald, yellow-toothed inmate tore open her uniform, then reached in and wrapped his cold fingers around the cups of her bra. Lila gritted her teeth and let out a disgusted grunt as she saw the sick fires of lust glow in the man's eyes. He giggled, then pulled down, ripping her bra off her body.
"Sheeeeeit," Mike said, commenting on Lila's thunderous boobies that flopped down on her chest.
The little balding convict giggled nervously again, peeling her uniform to the floor, then reaching up and tugging at her panties.
"Damn it, hurry up," Mike said, raising his foot and kicking the little man sharply in the left side.
The convict grunted from the force of the blow, then babbled something as he finished stripping the wailing woman. Lila felt humiliated and shamed in front of all these leering men. She'd walked by them filled with a mixture of pride and fear so many times before. She knew they envied her freedom and wanted her body. Now here she was, helpless before them and stripped naked.
"Now, honey, how does it feel to be on the other side of the fence?" Mike said, chuckling as he wrapped the buckle end of the belt tightly around his right fist. He prodded at her left tit with his thumb, rubbing the cool smooth surface of the belt across the tip of her stiffening nipple. Lila felt the leather and metal of the belt press into her tit. Mike slid the belt and buckle over her boob, enjoying her terrified excitement. The woman felt her skin pucker up into gooseflesh as she looked down and watched Mike's maneuvering very carefully. Lila pressed her knees together protectively as her body shook with horror.
"Nice, nice," Mike murmured as he moved the belt under the rich swells of her titties. Lila glanced down at the big man's crotch and noticed a swelling bulge pushing out his fly. In seconds the woman could make out a long, sausage-like prick pushing up toward the waistbands of his gray trousers.
Suddenly Mike moved his right hand quickly, slashing the full length of his belt across both nipples. Lila squealed sharply, jerking her body forward. But the two convicts behind her held onto her arms tightly, keeping her in one place. The blonde set her jaw, looking away from Mike as she grew determined not to show him any weakness.
"Good. I like strong women," Mike said, watching her tits bounce around after the impact. He slashed away at her boobies again and again. Each vibration sent more pain and heat into her brain. Her right nipple felt as if it were ripped from her tit. Lila's belly muscles spasmed with pain as she sucked in a deep breath and held it.
Mike smiled cruelly at her, glancing down at her unconscious daughter.
"After you, her, if the Warden doesn't listen to us," the big man said.
"What makes you think he will?" the woman groaned as she felt her brain buzz with fear for her and her daughter. "He didn't last year."
"Yeah, and you lost your old man because of that," Mike taunted. "Don't you talk about him," Lila said angrily.
"Shut up, slut," Mike growled, working his drooling lips together. He drew his right hand back and slashed an X across her lower belly with the belt.
"UNNNNGH!" the blonde cried. Her back arched forward, making her body jerk up, then down. Mike slashed at her again, making her jerk to the right. Her hair whipped across her face and jouncing titties as the belt whistled through the air and sliced into her tender flesh.
"Let her go," Mike said as the woman sobbed for mercy.
Don and the other convict backed away. The sudden release of tension from her arms surprised Lila. She drew her hands in front of her and looked wonderingly at them, then moved her head up and stared at Mike. He laughed, then drew back his hand and lashed the belt out at her.
Lila groaned, feeling the long piece of leather wrap around her throat and dig into her neck. He pulled back, nearly dragging her to the ground. The blonde reached up as she reeled backward and pulled the piece of leather off her neck. She could hear the convicts laughing at her as she tried to run away from Mike.
"Give her a little help, Don!" Mike yelled out to his buddy.
Before Lila could dodge the fat convict, she felt him grab her by the shoulders and shove her forward. The blonde slammed against a serving table, striking the sharp edge with her hipbone. Lila rebounded, bouncing back like a tennis ball as she looked wildly around the room for some place of safety.
"Go ahead and try to run, bitch," Mike said, slashing the belt across her reddening asscheeks.
Lila cried out, then ran across the floor, sobbing and trying to avoid the shards of glass from the windows that still covered the polished tiled.
"Run, bitch, run!" the convicts shouted out as Lila tried to avoid their hands. She was like the ball in a game of keep-away. They ran after her, slapping her jouncing buttocks and her jiggling titties. Mike roared the loudest, every now and then running up to her and slashing his thick leather belt across her belly or thighs.
She spun around, raising her hand and jamming the wrist into her mouth as she desperately searched for a place to hide from these vile men. She looked like a terrified hunted animal waiting to be shot.
"Come on, grab 'er!" Mike finally shouted above the cries of the convicts. He was getting tired of the game he'd started.
Lila cried out, throwing her head back and sobbing deep in her throat as two fat middle-aged inmates grabbed her by the waist and dragged her back to the big man.
"Turn 'er around," Mike said gruffly.
The two men nodded, then spun the wailing woman around.
"Against the table," Mike ordered, opening his mouth and licking his thick lower lip as the two men and Don moved Lila against one of the serving tables. The blonde grunted as she felt the edge of the table jam up tightly against her hips. The two inmates moved to the other end, pulling her arms forward and down so hard Lila thought they'd yank apart her shoulders. Don scooted under the table, reaching forward and grabbing each of her ankles.
"That's good," the big dark-haired convict said softly as he walked up to Lila and studied her exposed ass. The blonde laid her torso on the table, resting her cheek against the cold formica top as the two inmates pulled her arms hard toward either side. Her big titties flattened down against the table as Lila inhaled sharply and waited for the first blow on her ass.
"Ohhhhhh," Lila groaned, closing her eyes and sobbing uncontrollably. Hot tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks and chin. The stripes across her lower back hurt terribly. She beat her head against the table in frustrated despair. Another blow sliced just below her buttocks, cutting dangerously near the bottom junction of her pussylips. Lila shrieked, jerking helplessly on the surface of the table. In an unguarded second, she relaxed, letting herself dangle on the edge of the table. Her asscheeks slowly opened themselves to the brutal convict.
That was what Mike had been waiting for. With a powerful overhead stroke, he ripped the end of the belt down into her asscrack. The pointed tip of the belt caught at the base of her asshole, pulling that sensitive ring of brown wrinkled flesh out of shape. Lila thought for a second that she'd been disemboweled.
"AIYEEEE! OHHHH NOOOO!" Lila screamed, her voice echoing shrilly off the walls of the cafeteria. The incredible pain of this assault blasted up her spine to her brain. She jerked convulsively again, sliding across the top of the table on a layer of her own sweat. To her surprise, Lila felt a flood of juice oozing out of her pussy and trickling through her snatchhairs. The heat searing her buttocks was firing up her pussy as well, making it twinge and screw up as if she'd been highly sexually aroused. The blonde closed her eyes and tried to make her cunt behave. But she couldn't stop the deliriously tight, hot sensation that was turning her twat into a swampy mess.
There was another blow directly over her asshole. That impact sent what seemed like a shower of sparks into her cunt.
"AWWWWWHHH!" Lila cried, as Mike sniggered loudly behind her. He stopped the whipping long enough to lean forward and run his stubby forefinger up and down her narrow asscrack.
Lila thrust her ass backward and to the right, trying to shake free of that probing finger. Then the big man moved his finger down to her cunt. Its tip went roughly into her pussy, forcing the wet, hot flesh open. The blonde gasped as she felt her sphincter muscle clamp down on Mike's fingertip.
The big man grunted with approval, yanking his finger out and smiling with satisfaction.
"You and me are two of a kind, babe. Two of a kind," he said softly as he doubled the belt over and snapped the two sides loudly against each other. He studied her red, welted, upturned ass and cocked his head to the right as if he were thinking over a plan. "Shit!" he said, throwing the belt down to the floor and reaching down to his fly.
The inmates realized immediately what he was going to do and cheered their leader on as he unzipped his trousers and pulled out a ten-inch, fat and thickly-veined cunt-splitter.
Lila slowly raised her head as best she could and turned around, peering over her right arm. She saw a purple, pulsating cockhead drooling sticky pre-cum.
"Oh no! Don't-not with THAT!" the woman cried as she instinctively pulled her asscheeks together and puckered up her shitter.
Mike didn't answer her. He moved up quickly behind her, reaching forward and grabbing her hips. The blonde had never been fucked in the ass before. Bob hadn't been particularly turned on by the idea, and Lila never thought of ass-fucking as very enjoyable. In fact, from what she'd heard from other women, it was extremely painful if the man wasn't careful and tender. The blonde knew that she could expect neither from Mike.
"Nice, sweet ass," Mike murmured to himself as he ignored the lewd stares of his fellow convicts and caressed her fleshy mounds. Lila groaned, closing her eyes and waiting for the agonizing first thrust as she felt the full length of his hot cock rubbing against her upturned buttock. In spite of herself, the blonde sensed her pussy juicing more and more, oozing sticky sex fluid out of the throat of her vagina.
With a sudden piercing shock of pain, the head of Mike's big dick pressed against her bunghole. Lila yelled with terror, feeling the blunt, hot wet head trying to press into her bowels.
"Take it in, bitch! You really dig this, don't ya?" Mike growled loudly. Lila flushed red with shame. She could hear the cries and laughs of the inmates as they watched the two of them in the center of the cafeteria. She'd heard how convicts wind up fucking one another in the ass in desperation because there weren't any women around. Mike must have gotten so used to ass-fucking that he had to do it with women now. And as for shame, he had none. In fact he seemed to be enjoying her humiliation. Lila looked around and saw a sea of leering faces. She didn't know exactly how many men were staring at her, rubbing their dicks and drooling from the corners of their mouths, wishing they could be Mike. It seemed like thousands, although the count was probably more like fifty.
Lila screamed louder now. The tight ring of muscles around her shit-chute clamped down tighter as Mike grunted and tried harder to jam his cock into her ass. She felt a tearing, stretching pain all around the outside of her asshole as if it were being torn loose with a dull chisel.
The pressure against her asshole suddenly eased for a second. Lila relaxed, exhaling with relief and relaxing the tightened muscles around her ass.
Mike chuckled, feeling the change of tension in her ass through his fingers. He braced himself, spreading his powerful legs further apart and hunching forward. Lila's eyelids fluttered open and her lower jaw dropped down. Strange, tight gurgling sounds shot out of her mouth as Mike's thick cock jammed against her relaxed asshole. Before she could do anything about it, the big convict's dickhead was buried in her shitter.
"NNNNNNNNNGH!" Lila cried out, rolling her head crazily over the top of the table. Her forehead was wrinkled up and dampened with sweat. Her fingers clawed at the smooth formica top as the two convicts had to tighten their grip on her arms to keep her from bolting away. Lila's legs shuddered, trying to kick up and out as Don dug his powerful fingers into her ankles. Sharp, aching bolts of agony shot out from her violated shithole and spread to her cunt and tits as Mike's cockhead continued to ravage her ass.
"Shit, she's so tight she's gonna slice off my dick with that ass," Mike chuckled as his face reddened from the fucking effort.
Lila sobbed louder then before, feeling the slickness of his foreskin peeling back as he shoved his cock farther in. The end of his prick felt slippery. It shoved down further into her bowels. Lila realized she'd have to relax her ass muscles if she didn't want to be torn apart by the big man's thick cock.
"Ohhh, yeah, babe. That's it. Swallow that prick with your ass," Mike crooned as he felt the woman relax under him. As he shoved down further, Lila squirmed, moving her ass back toward the hot, hairy groin sliding down to her. Mike let go of her hip, moving his right hand up to her beaten, bruised tits. At the same time, Lila moved her ass as sensuously as she could. She wanted to bring the big convict off as quickly as she could. Additionally, there was a strange, unspeakable fire burning up her cunt that increased with every inch of dickmeat the big man threw into her shitter.
The combination of the two feelings-trying to end this scene as soon as possible, and trying to satisfy that sexual ache in her pussy-resulted in the sensuous wriggling of her buttocks.
"OHHHHH!" Lila cried. Mike's dick was splitting her wide open. The pain from his fucking spread out to the edges of her buttcheeks. The fat cockhead seemed to slide into her asshole forever. At the same time Mike's big, hairy hands covered her nipples. He twisted them, pinching the torn flesh cruelly as he grunted like a pig and finished burying his thick, hot dickmeat in her ass.
The two of them lay in that obscene position for several seconds, panting with exertion. Then Mike shook himself, straightening up and starting to withdraw. Lila thought he was dragging her organs out with his dick. The nerves in her shitter protested all the way.
When his fat cockhead was pulling against the stretched brown lips of her shit-chute, Mike started forward again. Lila pressed her ass back against him, arching her back as she felt his big balls brushing up against her buttocks. The strange hot fullness inside her bowels was exciting her in a way that both sickened and delighted her. The wonderful, teasing sensation rising from her asshole mixed with the sheer evil of what the convict was doing to her, spicing her mind with feelings she'd later swear even to herself didn't exist.
The cock went deeper, past where the first stroke had stopped. Lila sucked in a ragged breath, then exhaled sharply, her moan shuddering deep in her chest. The heat in her asshole nauseated her and at the same time made her beg for more dick. As his tempo of fucking increased, Lila found herself squeezing her shitter tightly around him, trying to drag more tingles across her nerves. She didn't care how much it hurt now. She just wanted that dick to drive into her as fast and hard as it could until that growing hard ball of sexual tension in her butt blew apart.
"Shit, shit, shit!" Mike cried over and over, hunching forward powerfully and driving his sweaty, hairy groin against her asscheeks like a hammer. He pushed her down harder with each hunch, flattening her buttocks with his muscular thighs every time he fucked forward. Pieces of shit and cunthairs stuck to the slick edges of his pounding prick as his fingers dug harder into Lila's aching titties. The blonde had no idea how much longer she could keep from losing consciousness. The pleasure she felt was mind-blowing. But the agony from this beating-turned-fucking was great too.
Suddenly it was all over. Lila felt Mike's body shudder behind her. His grip on her tits became agonizingly powerful as his fingers clawed into her tender flesh and bruised it badly. With a beast-like grunt, Mike rammed his cock deep and hard into her ass. She threw back her head and screamed, feeling something hot and wet fire into her ass. The thick, spurting wads of Mike's jizz scalded the lining of her ass like jets of jellied gas. Lila's empty cunt snapped shut while her ass wrung at his prick. She shook and jerked on the table, roiling her head more rapidly across the smooth top as she felt her thunderous jugs being mashed under his hands. All that existed for her at that moment was Mike's cum-spewing dick and the incredible power of her orgasm.
When it was over, Mike growled something filthy in her ear and yanked his flaccid cock out.. Lila collapsed completely on the table top, opening her eyes and moving her head slightly to the right. Thank God, Lila thought to herself as she saw her daughter breathing but still unconscious. At least she wasn't treated to this last scene!
CHAPTER FIVE
Lila looked at Mike with unspeakable loathing. She pulled the torn edges of her soiled white uniform together as she watched him talk on the wall phone. After he'd finished fucking her ass, the big convict threw water over Jodi, forcing her into consciousness, then giving her a detailed account of what had gone on between him and her mother. At first the girl didn't believe him. But one close look at Lila's physical condition told the story. Jodi didn't say a word after that. Sitting quietly in a chair next to her mother near the kitchen doorway, the young girl looked steadily and blankly at the floor.
"Okay, blondie. You're on. By the way, what's your name?" Mike asked, hanging up the phone and walking slowly up to her.
"Lila," she said sullenly.
"Lila," Mike echoed, reaching up with his right hand and toying with some stray strands of her blonde hair. "Pretty name for a pretty ass."
"Stop that," Lila said, raising her hand and hitting Mike's roughly away. She turned and saw Jodi's body visibly tremble at the big convict's last remark.
"You're gonna go out there and talk with those pukes," Mike said, changing the tone of his voice and the subject. "That was the Warden. They wanna talk to us, but I'm no dummy. The last time the guys went out there, we had a massacre," Mike said, raising his eyebrows and looking meaningfully at Lila.
"So?" she asked.
"So, you're gonna go out there with this list again. They've got the TV and radio boys out there. Maybe if this gets in the papers we'll get what we want."
"If what you did to me gets in the papers, they won't give you shit," Lila said between her teeth.
"Look, angel tits," Mike hissed, bending down and grabbing a hunk of her hair. He pulled it back, jerking her head backward as her mouth flew open and a cry of surprise and pain popped out. "First, you got your own reputation to worry about. How'd you like your daughter to grow up with a lady everybody knows has been ass-fucked by me?" Mike sneered at her. "Besides, don't forget who we're gonna have up here for insurance."
Mike let go of Lila's hair and moved behind Jodi. He bent over her right shoulder, lightly blowing his hot, damp breath over the nape of her neck. Jodi closed her eyelids and visibly shuddered, not daring to make a move.
"You know what'll happen to her if you make any funny moves out there, babe. It'll look like a picnic what happened to you," Mike said threateningly, reaching forward and lightly tracing the fingers of his right hand up and down the back of Jodi's slender neck.
"Just leave her alone,' Lila said in a tense voice as she felt sickened by what Mike was doing. "I'll do anything you want, but just don't touch her."
"You got yourself a deal. Now here's a piece of white table cloth we found back in the kitchen. You've got to wave this mother when you get out there, or you'll look like a pound of Swiss cheese," Mike said, handing her a four-foot square of linen.
Lila took it in her hand, feeling her skin breaking out into goose bumps. The authorities might fire on her before they realized who it was.
"When you get out there, you read 'em this list you read over the phone before. Make it loud and clear so we can hear it up here," Mike said, handing the wrinkled paper to the blonde. "Then you tell 'em we got your daughter up here and not to try anything funny or she goes first, then you, understand?"
Lila shuddered at this threat, then nodded her head quickly.
"And you don't have to tell 'em what happened to you up here," Mike said in a soft tone. "One look at you and that dress is enough."
Lila turned her head away, feeling her stomach churn around and turn over in disgust as she thought about the last few hours.
"Now get out of here. They're waitin' for you downstairs in the exercise yard. You'd better pray they're down there for talks and not shots. And don't forget who we've got up here," Mike reminded her as she started walking out the main doorway of the cafeteria.
Lila grimaced, then almost ran out of the dining room into the corridor. She sighed a breath of relief as she passed the shattered swinging doors and strode out into the bloodied corridor. At least for a few minutes she was free of those animals holding her daughter prisoner. It was as if a weight were lifted off her shoulders.
When she turned the corner and started walking down the hall leading to the main exercise yard, the blonde started to think about what Mike had said. It could be a trap. Maybe they were expecting a whole group of convicts to come out there and negotiate. Maybe they planned on opening fire as soon as the men stepped out into the open, hoping to kill the leadership and throw disorganized panic into the rest of the rebelling inmates. It would be just like Mike not to tell them who he was sending out to talk. He was probably testing their sincerity.
Lila's heart began to pound louder and louder as she approached the outside door. She could see the bright sunlight streaming into the hall through a large rectangular window at the top of the door. When she reached it, Lila inhaled a deep breath and held it as she lowered her hand to the handle and pushed the door open.
There was a rush of cool air against her body as she slipped the list of demands in her dress pocket and hauled out the white linen table cloth, waving it frantically out the half-open door.
"Okay. Throw out any guns and come out," she heard the Warden's voice call out through an amplifier.
"It's me! Don't shoot!" Lila wailed, still waving the table cloth in the air. She heard what sounded like surprised shouts and conversation. Then there was silence.
"Come out," the Warden said.
Lila sighed and threw down the tablecloth, pushing the door completely open and stepping into the bright courtyard. Shading her eyes from the sun, the blonde walked quickly across the open space toward a high barricade that had been erected opposite the cafeteria building. There were state police, armed prison guards and city police behind the makeshift walls, their guns pointing at the shattered windows of the cafeteria and at the door Lila had just walked through.
"Lila, over here," the Warden said quietly, stepping out from the barricade and waving his hand.
"I can't," the woman said, stopping ten feet in front of the barricade. "They've got Jodi up there, my daughter. They said if they suspected anything funny going on, they'd kill her," Lila said desperately.
"My God, Lila. What've they done to you?" she heard a familiar voice ask just above her.
The blonde lifted her head and saw Jack Moore staring down at her through a chink in the barricade. Lila flushed with shame and instinctively reached up with both hands and covered her titties. The woman realized everyone could see from her condition that she'd been raped. Thank God they didn't know where Mike had stuck his fat cock!
"What do they want?" the Warden asked wearily, looking up at the broken windows of the dining room uneasily.
"This," Lila said, pulling out the crumpled demand paper and holding it shakily in front of her. She read the long list at the top of her voice, making sure Mike and his cronies could hear her.
When she was through, the blonde slipped the paper back in her pocket and started to turn around.
"Don't go back in there," Jack said desperately above her.
"I can't leave Jodi in there by herself. Do you know what they'll do to her?" Lila said in a strained voice, clenching her fingers together into two tight fists as she turned and walked back defeatedly into the large gray-stone building in front of her. She didn't know what was going to happen next. Would the Warden listen to the prisoners? She didn't think so. Warden Smith was a hard-nosed man who believed prisoners should tow the line and not expect anything but hard work and little else for the time they spent in their cells. Even though he sympathized with Lila's and Jodi's plight-at least, she thought he did-she wouldn't put it past him to rush the building and take his chances with their lives. He did that last year when all those hostages were killed. There wasn't any reason to think he'd changed his tactics in the short span of twelve months.
When she got to the doorway, Lila bent down and picked up the makeshift truce flag. It symbolized peace and a desire for understanding talk. What a mockery it stood for here, she thought to herself as she pulled open the door and walked into the brightly lit corridor. The blonde quickened her pace as she moved toward the cafeteria and the grumbling inmates.
"Well?" Mike asked as Lila walked into the large room and laid the cloth on the table where Jodi still sat.
"I don't know. I told him everything you said I should. He didn't give me any answer."
"We'll just wait," Mike said, motioning to Lila to sit down next to her daughter. "Looks like they've got a lot of artillery out there."
The blonde looked grimly at the big convict, then put her arm around Jodi.
"Mitch, Bill, Jack, Greg, you take the first window. Doug, Bob, Don, Hank, the second. Paul, Byron, Pete, the third. Watch out for those mothers down there. I'm bettin' they try somethin' again before we get 'em to talk," Mike said as the named convicts rushed to the shattered windows and pointed their guns down into the courtyard. The rest of the rebellious inmates were ordered to take strategic positions near the main entrance, the dumb waiter and the rear kitchen door through which the initial attack had entered.
Lila and Jodi sat quietly for a little over an hour. The blonde looked nervously at the big clock over the door, watching the minute hand sweep lazily over the white face as the tension in the room seemed to build with each passing second.
"What's taking them so long?" Jodi asked, breaking the self-imposed silence for the first time.
"Oh honey, I don't know. Maybe they're trying to figure out whether or not to give in," Lila said, hugging her daughter closely.
"I don't think so," the girl said grimly after having thought it over for several seconds. "Daddy died like this, didn't he?"
"Don't say things like that," Lila said angrily, feeling terror and hostility rising in her at the same time. The young girl had struck a chord Lila had been playing over and over again in her own mind. "It'll all be alright. Everything'll work out fine."
Jodi looked up at her mother in disbelief, then sighed wearily and turned her head away.
Another thirty minutes passed, and nothing happened. Lila was about to ask if she could go to the john when Don shifted his position at the window noisily. Lila looked in his direction and saw that he and the other men were peering intently down into the courtyard.
"What's goin' on?" Mike asked, noticing Don's growing nervousness.
"I don't know. Looks like they're up to somethin' out there, though," the fat little man said, still looking through the window intently.
Mike started walking toward the outer wall when a volley of shots shattered the silence.
"My God, get down!" Lila cried out to her daughter as she pulled Jodi off the chair and shoved her under the table. Sliding in after her, the blonde covered her ears with both hands as more explosions rocked the room.
"They're attacking!" Jodi screamed out in disbelief, her eyes widening in horror as she watched the inmates rushing to the windows and firing their guns into the air.
"Alright, you bastards! Mow 'em down!" Mike yelled as he ran up to the first window and flattened himself against the wall. Lila watched half in admiration, half in terror as Mike ordered his brutal army of rioting prisoners.
The firing lasted for five minutes, then stopped as suddenly as it started. Both women slid their hands slowly down from their ears to their necks and listened hard for some sound that indicated what was happening. But all they could hear was the heavy breathing of the convicts as they too waited for the next move.
No one had to wait for long. From down the corridor there came the sound of the outer door being smashed down, followed by the sounds of pounding footsteps. Some of the guards must have made it to the building during that short fire fight and were now planning to rush the cafeteria.
Lila clutched at her daughter as she watched Mike and several other convicts spin around and overturn three heavy dining tables. They scrambled behind them, shoving their gun barrels over the top edge and pointing them toward the main doorway.
There was more silence. Lila held her breath as she waited for God-only-knows what. Then came shouts, followed by the sounds of frantic scrambling in the cafeteria.
"Bomb!" Mike screamed.
Lila's eyes widened as she heard that word. Pushing Jodi down to the floor, the blonde climbed on top of her daughter and covered the girl's ears with both her hands. In a second, she felt a powerful force blasting her out from under the table and sending her and Jodi rolling across the cafeteria floor. The large room was filled with a bright yellow-red glare as pieces of bodies and tables shot into the air.
Lila and her daughter slid against the outside wall, shaking and shrieking as the roar died down. All was silence again, occasionally broken by the sounds of sobbing injured men.
Lila opened her eyes and crawled off her daughter, peering through the thick smoky haze in the room. Part of the wooden framework around the main doorway had been completely blown away, along with a good portion of the wall. The clock was completely shattered. The stainless-steel serving rail and steam table was just a shattered, twisted mess now. And on the polished tile floor and the wall closest to the door were splotches of blood and pieces of flesh.
"Oh my God!" Lila cried, wincing with disgust as she turned her head and sank to her knees.
"Guard that doorway!" she heard Mike shout out. "Come on, we're gettin' out of here," he said to Lila, running up to her and pulling the blonde and her daughter up to their feet.
"Leave us alone!" Lila screamed. She was so close to being rescued. And now the convict was planning to drag her and her daughter down with him.
"No way, baby. You and your kid are insurance to us. The four of you keep 'em pinned down as long as you can while we get the hell out of here through the kitchen. We'll be over in cell block fifty-eight. This place's too open," Mike said, wrapping his thick fingers around Lila's wrist and dragging her after him.
Jodi followed closely behind, afraid to be left alone in the shattered dining room. Lila stumbled over the debris in the room as she tried to keep pace with Mike's giant steps. He pulled her roughly through the kitchen, shouting orders to the rest of the inmates who blindly followed him.
They ran out the back door and down a long, dimly lit corridor. Building 58 was an old cell block, formerly used for prisoners who were discipline problems. As a result there were few entrances, exits or windows. Some of the rioting prisoners had taken possession of it while the majority of them had captured the hospital and cafeteria. Lila found this out later when she and Jodi were crouching in a filthy, deserted cell on the first tier. The men in the hospital still held out, mainly because they had nowhere else to go. Cell block 58 had been abandoned two years ago and was scheduled for reconstruction next year. The Warden and other officials had no idea that the rioters were in the building-no idea until they stormed the cafeteria and found only the dead inmates.
"Get in there," Mike hissed through tightly clenched teeth as he shoved the two women into a five by seven foot detention cell.
Lila stumbled forward, crashing against the back stone wall. Jodi fell to the floor, sliding across its cold polished surface as she cried out in pain and fear.
"You let her alone," Lila said, pushing herself off the wall and bending down to help her daughter up.
"Just shut up," Mike said impatiently, slamming the iron door shut with an ear-shattering clang. Lila helped Jodi up to the cot, smoothing down her hair as she turned around and peered through the bars. The large building echoed with the sounds of the prisoners' shoes clattering over the metal catwalks above.
There were three tiers of cells on either side of the rectangular cell block. Most of the barred doors were opened. Unlike cells in other buildings, these had no windows to the outside. Their dimensions were much smaller. Narrow iron walks were in front of each tier of cells, joined to the walks on the other side of the building by narrow bridges that spanned the center open space. Two large barred windows let in air and light from the north and south walls of the cell block. The air inside was cold, musty and damp.
Lila wrapped her slender fingers around the cold iron bars and leaned her forehead against one of them. In all her life, she'd never have guessed that she would be going through what was happening to her now.
"Mother, what are they going to do to us now?" Jodi asked nervously.
Lila pulled her head away from the bar and choked back a sob as she tried to compose herself. She couldn't let herself fall apart-not in front of Jodi. The girl needed some sort of support from her. If she showed how really terrified and despairing she was, Jodi wouldn't hold up for a second.
"We'll just have to wait. They stormed the cafeteria. They probably know where we are now. In fact, we're probably safer in here from those animals than we were in the cafeteria."
In a way, Lila believed what she was saying. Mike and the others were preoccupied now with defending this cell block. Their former confidence had been shattered by that sudden blitz in the cafeteria. Besides, both Lila and Jodi were constantly in view in the dining hall. Here they were in a cell out of view of most of the inmates. Mike and his buddies would probably forget about them for the rest of the battle. When that final fight happened, she and Jodi would be safe in this cell until the last bullet was fired.
"I just hope they hurry," Jodi said as Lila sat down on the cold cot next to her. The girl rested her forehead against her mother's shoulder and sighed wearily as the minutes ticked slowly by.
Over an hour passed and nothing happened. It was the waiting game again. Lila bit her lower Up in a fit of tension as she prayed something would break. Suddenly she heard heavy footsteps clanging down the iron walkway in front of her cell. Lila recognized them as belonging to Mike. Her hair stood on end as his big body shot into view.
"Looks like things've quieted down for a while," he said, smiling evilly as he opened the door and stepped into the cell. "You didn't tell them anything funny out there, did you?" he asked in a calm but slightly trembling and threatening voice.
"No, no, I swear!" Lila insisted as she saw a murderous gleam burn in his eyes.
"My mother's telling the truth, I'm sure of it," Jodi echoed the blonde, leaning closely against the woman.
"You sure you didn't say anything about where we had all our guys?" Mike asked.
"I don't even KNOW where you have them," Lila insisted. It was here where she learned of the full extent of the riot.
"Somehow, I just don't believe you," Mike said evenly.
"Oh God," Lila said as Mike backed away and stared hard into her eyes.
"You know, I don't like broads who try to trick me up," Mike said, lunging forward suddenly and smashing a closed fist across Lila's cheek.
The woman cried out as she felt the inside of her cheek cut against her teeth. Her mouth filled with blood as her body jerked off the couch and sprawled onto the cold cement floor. .
"Fuckin' broads, always tryin' to screw a man," Mike said angrily, raising his foot and bringing the heel of his boot down hard against the back of Lila's neck.
"UHHHHHH!" the woman cried, opening her mouth and spitting out a clot of blood. The pressure against her neck grew until she thought Mike was going to snap it in two. In the background she could hear Jodi screaming for Mike to stop it. Slowly, her mind went black as the sounds faded into fuzziness, then silence.
CHAPTER SIX
Lila had no idea how long she'd been unconscious. When she came to, she blinked her eyes open and found her wrists tied tightly together behind her back. Her ankles were also bound. A rope joined both wrists and ankles together, making her body bow forward. She was lying on the floor of the cell. Moaning softly, Lila rolled her head to the right and realized Jodi was nowhere in the tiny room.
"Jodi!" Lila cried, feeling a sense of horror grip her as she looked desperately around for her daughter.
There was no answer. The huge building was strangely silent. Then the blonde heard even, heavy footsteps approaching the cell from the outside catwalk. Lila rolled her eyes up and saw Mike standing spread-legged in front of the cell.
"Where's Jodi?" the woman asked softly.
Mike didn't say a word, standing silently with his big hands on his powerful hips and smiling at her. Lila hunched up her knees and scooted around the floor until she was facing him. The rope tying her ankles to her wrists prevented her from sitting up.
"Where's my daughter?" Lila asked desperately. From the sneer spreading over the convict's rough face, she guessed that the girl was being "Taken care of. "What are you doing to her?" Lila sobbed out, her face turning red with terror and frustration. Suddenly she heard a heart-rending shriek echoing off the walls of the cellblock.
"Oh my God," Lila groaned, recognizing Jodi's young voice. "JODI! JODI!" the blonde screamed, rolling her body toward the door.
"If you want to see your daughter so bad, I'll help you up," Mike said almost tenderly, bending down and picking the woman up easily by the waist and setting her at the edge of the cell doorway on her knees. Lila focused her eyes and looked to the right, where Mike was staring. Her eyes widened as she watched two tall, muscular convicts, one white and one black and both stripped to the waist on either side of the wailing girl. They were standing about three cells down from where she was kneeling.
Lila saw that they'd already peeled off Jodi's shirt and jeans. The girl stood trembling in the large building, her body goosefleshed as the big black prisoner stood behind her and slid his rough hands over her bare shoulders. He toyed with the thin bra strap, slipping his thumb and forefinger under the stiff cloth as Jodi closed her eyes and groaned with disgust. The prisoner in front of her ran his hands up and down her bare flat belly, tweaking the soft flesh teasingly with his powerful fingers and sneering at the young girl's terrified reactions. Lila could see from the bulges in their loose-fitting trousers that they were both sexually aroused.
"Let her go! Oh please let her go! She's never done anything like that before in her life!" Lila wailed, tears filling her eyes as she watched her daughter being mauled by the convicts.
"She's got to learn sometime," Mike said as he watched the girl and the two men closely. The other convicts either were taking turns guarding the entrances to the cell block or were joining Mike in staring at the girl.
Jodi bit her lips to keep from screaming as she felt the black man's hot, wet breath against the back of her neck. Lila groaned with her daughter as the man reached down and unfastened the clasp of her bra. The girl trembled as the bra sprang loose, then slid forward down her chest and revealed her young, firm titties.
"Jesus," the big white man said in front of Jodi, staring at her taut red nipples as the bra slid off her arms and fell onto the catwalk. The girl tilted her head back and groaned with revulsion as the big prisoner reached up and cupped her high-riding titties in his hands. Bending down, he opened his mouth and clamped his wet hot mouth over one sensitive nipple, sucking hard at the big red tip.
The black prisoner was massaging the girl's neck, sliding his hands off the curve of her bare shoulders and moving his hands down, down until they were just above the pink elastic waistband of her frilly white panties. He looked down and could see the soft, firm curves of her trembling buttocks. Licking his thick lips, the powerful black man slipped the first two fingers of both hands under the waistband and started pulling down her briefs.
"Oh God, please no!" Jodi wailed in a high-pitched voice as she felt the material sliding down her creamy thighs.
"Oh don't, DON'T!" Lila pleaded helplessly. Her daughter was being pawed by these animals only a few feet away from her and she was helpless to do anything.
"UNNNN!" Jodi grunted, feeling her belly turning over as her panties slipped over the full curve of her thighs and fell to the floor. Her legs shook nervously as the black prisoner lightly brushed his palms against the rounded surfaces of her asscheeks.
Lila watched in horror as the girl's ass trembled under the big man's light touch. He caressed those downy globes, massaging them harder and harder as his fingertips turned inward and started sliding down into the girl's tight asscrack. Only now did Lila fully realize what the two men intended to do to her daughter. Both of them were going to fuck the teenager at the same time!
"ANIMALS!" Lila cried out, her face flushing red with horror and frustration. No one paid attention to her.
Jodi's jaw set harder and harder and her face tightened up into an expression of horrified resignation.
"You ever feel skin this soft before? Shit, so smooth," the big white man crooned over Jodi's shoulder to his friend as he slid his mouth off the girl's nipple and moved his hands down to her young, virgin pussy. At the first touch, Jodi moved her hips back quickly, sending her ass hard against the black man's groin.
"Hey, you think she wants my dick up her ass right away?" the black prisoner asked, opening his mouth in laughter and revealing a set of powerful white teeth.
Jodi groaned again, jerking her thighs forward as she felt several fingers slipping down her asscrack and getting dangerously close to her tight bunghole. The forward movement pushed her tender cunt against the white convict's probing hand. This time she kept her pussy in place, letting out a series of strained grunts as he fondled her full pink cuntlips.
"Shit, she's a good feel," the white man said, peeling back her right outer labe and running a callused fingertip along the slick surface of her inner snatchlip. Jodi shuddered, sobbing and choking deep in her throat as the two convicts made obscene remarks about her virginity and her body.
"You wanna get to fuckin' her?" the white convict asked huskily as he jabbed the forefinger past the tight inner lips and deep into the throat of her cunt. The girl gasped and cried out from this sudden attack. She'd been careful on dates not to let anyone even get close to her snatch. And now here she was, completely stripped and exposed to all these men while someone was finger-fucking her twat. And her mother watching too! Jodi reddened with sickening humiliation as the two convicts talked about fucking her.
"Yeah. That tight little ass's gonna feel real fine against my dick," the black man said, bending down and planting a set, sloppy kiss on her shoulder.
"Unnnnn!" Jodi cried out in revulsion. Then she felt two sets of hands mauling her at the same time. They grabbed at every square inch of her flesh, pinching, caressing, milking, kneading her tits, belly, arms, cunt and ass as the prisoners watching the scene laughed and shouted out suggestions on how the men should fuck the groaning girl.
"Don't hurt me," she stammered in a tiny voice.
Neither man paid attention to her. The black convict pulled up his hands and spat onto his palms, rubbing the thick wad of hot spit around his hands. Then he reached down and unbuttoned his trousers, pulling out a thick black rod and greasing down the glistening head with the spit.
The white convict unbuttoned his pants also, pulling out a six-inch poker and grinning sheepishly at the girl as she looked down at the reddened cockhead and shrieked.
"Hold onto her," the white man said as he bent down and hunched forward, pushing the head of his drooling prickshaft against the tiny slit running between Jodi's virgin cuntlips. "I really think she's a virgin!"
The black convict grunted, hunching down also and working the fat, bulbous black head of his prick between the girl's plump buttcheeks.
"No, don't, don't, DON'T!" Jodi screamed as the white convict hunched forward and pushed his dickhead into her pussy. The girl cried out with horror and pain as she kept hunching and digging forward.
"Get it in her, man! Shove that hard meat in her hole! Fuck her pussy good! Ram it in, man! Jab it to her," the prisoners shouted out as the white man's face reddened with the effort. Jodi was tight. Her young body stiffened from the violent entry, then shook violently as the dick scraped along the tight, virgin walls of her cunt. The white convict stopped suddenly, feeling her tight hymen pressing back against his drooling dickhead.
"Hang on, baby," the man said, inhaling sharply and pressing forward violently.
Jodi's eyes fluttered open, her eyeballs rolling up in her head as her nostrils flared and the cords struck out in her neck. She grunted out something incoherent, then started shrieking crazily as the big dick tore past her hymen, ripping her cherry apart as it slid easily into her twat.
"ARRRGHHHHH!" the girl screamed as blood trickled out from between her widely stretched snatchlips. Lila saw the horror show and closed her eyes, murmuring a prayer of destruction for these men.
Jodi, meanwhile, sobbed and screamed alternately as she was sandwiched tighter between the two men. While the white convict was rotating Ins ass around in tiny circles, churning his now-buried dickshaft inside the girl's bloodied cunt, the black inmate wrapped his hands tightly around Jodi's slender waist and hunched forward and up, nearly lifting her bare feet off the iron floor. In spite of the sharp pain that still throbbed in her pussy, the young brunette realized what the black man was trying to do. She could feel the pressure against the tight ring of muscles as his fat dickhead pressed harder and harder in.
"P-p-please," she stammered as she felt his cock pushing insistently at the tight little hole. "Ohhh, don't!" Jodi begged while his fuck juice leaked out of his piss-slit and lubed up her brown hole. As the tip of his dick pressed harder, the girl felt the muscle breaking down, then finally giving way. His bulbous cockhead pushed in, sending shocks of agonizing pain rocketing through her body.
"Jodi, Jodi," Lila murmured, rocking back and forth on the cold cement floor as she watched the two men impale her young daughter with their hot, thick pricks. Their chests pressed tightly against her flesh while their thighs ground hard against her hips. Lila watched in helpless horror as Jodi's body was beaten back and forth like a tennis ball between the two fucking men. They grunted and sweated with their fucking efforts, slamming their cocks into the groaning girl. Her head rolled from side to side; her hair whipped across her bare, sweating shoulders as her firm young titties jounced in every direction with the violent fucking thrusts of the two convicts. Her hands hung limply down at her sides and she closed her eyes as she gave herself completely up to this double fucking.
"Hey, gonna shoot!" the white man said, his face tightening up suddenly. "Yeah? Wait, we'll make it a double shot," the black convict said as he increased his fucking motions. Lila could hear the wet, sloppy sounds of cocks slamming into her daughter's cunt and asshole as the two men grunted and groaned.
"UHHHHH!" the white man suddenly cried out, throwing his head back and slamming his powerful thighs forward. The black convict could feel his buddy's cumming through the girl's trembling body. He jerked his glistening black thighs forward twice, then shot his head forward and buried his face in the nape of Jodi's neck as he started blasting his thick jizz into her bowels.
"Ohhhh. UNNNNN! MAMA!" Jodi cried in a voiced tinged with terror and disgust as she felt those two scalding jets of cum blasting into her body.
Lila watched as the two men finished dumping their loads into her daughter, laughing as they pulled their satisfied dicks out of Jodi and flipped them back into their trousers. As they backed away from the girl, she staggered forward, wiping some drool off her lips before she collapsed on her knees a few feet away from her mother. Her brown hair hung tangled in front of her flushed face. Tears rolled freely out of her eyes and down her cheeks while pink, frothy blood mixed with cum oozed out of her sore pussylips. Lila wanted to reach out and take her daughter in her arms, telling the girl everything would be all right. But the ropes dug into her wrists and ankles, reminding her that she was completely helpless.
"Now for mama," Mike said, turning away from the sobbing teenager and looking down at Lila. "We got somethin' special for you."
Lila felt her bruised skin crawl. She could only imagine what the big convict had in store for her. He thought she'd somehow betrayed him out in the courtyard. She had a feeling he'd been racking his brain for some kind of special torture for her.
"I told you I didn't do anything wrong out-" Lila started to say.
"Shut up!" Mike said gruffly, reaching down and taking her chin roughly in his right hand. He pulled her head up quickly as he forced her to look into his eyes. "You know what else they used this cell block for? They still keep the guard dogs down in the basement. We found them while you were asleep," Mike said, glaring hotly at her.
"What...?" Lila started to ask, unsure of what this revelation meant for her.
"You'll find out soon enough. Right now we want to prime you up a little," Mike said. He moved around behind her, untying the rope that fastened her wrists and ankles together.
Lila murmured a thank you, feeling the ache in her back disappear as she stretched her body out . on the cold floor. The big convict moved to her legs, unfastening the line that held her ankles tightly together.
"Get up," he said as he stepped out of the cell onto the narrow catwalk.
"What do you want?" Lila asked, struggling to her feet with her wrists still tied behind her.
"Your hide," he said evenly, reaching into the cell and dragging her out to the catwalk.
"What are you going to do, skin me alive?" the blonde asked. She'd gone through so much that the prospect of being flayed didn't surprise her.
"That'd be interesting. But it doesn't fit into my plans. We need some kind of fun with you while we wait for the Warden. We're gonna send you out again a little more damaged than before. He'll see that if he doesn't give in to us, he's gonna have a couple of messes on his hands to explain to the press when it's over."
Lila shuddered at his choice of words. While Mike pulled her down the catwalk past her still-moaning daughter, the two convicts who had just raped Jodi were busy sliding an inch-thick manila line over a horizontal iron support of the catwalk above them. They nodded to Mike, who turned Lila around and backed her up to one end of the dangling rope. While the black convict untied the rope binding her wrists, Mike ran back to the cell and fetched the longer piece of line that had bound her wrists and ankles together. When he returned, the black man had already fastened one end of the rope around Lila's right wrist. Mike handed him his rope and indicated to the inmate to tie it around Lila's other wrist.
When that was done, Mike knotted pieces of shorter rope to the line he'd dragged out from the cell until the line could easily slide over the horizontal overhead support and pass down within reach of the white convict.
"Haul 'er up," Mike ordered.
Lila grunted as she felt her arms being pulled above her head. In a few seconds she was hanging by her widely separated wrists, her toes an inch off the floor. Her wrists felt as if they were on fire. She was panting more from shock than exertion. She struggled wildly and angrily, looking down and seeing that Jodi had stopped her sobbing and was now looking curiously at her mother. The only thing decent about the scene was that she still had on her uniform, as torn and dirtied as it was.
That little bit of comfort was quickly stripped away from her. Mike reached up and tore open her dress, pulling the shreds away from her body and throwing them down on the catwalk. Lila's titties jiggled from the sudden attack, then rested quietly. She looked down at Mike, who stood calmly in front of her. Half savagely and half playfully he stroked her pussy lips with the back of his hand, chuckling softly to himself. Then he turned his hand around and with the thumb and forefinger he gripped a small tuft of her blonde cunthair and tore it out by the roots.
Lila cried out in anger, shock and pain. Her legs kicked out then up in a kind of scissors jerk. The swift tug plus her violent reaction to it caused her to swing in her bonds. That movement intensified the pain in her wrists, arms and shoulders. She threw back her head and moaned helplessly as the sharp pain rippled through her cunt.
"Let's see how you like to feel something like this," Mike said with fire in his eyes. He brought his hand back and sent it crashing into her flat belly.
Lila's eyes bulged out of their sockets as she felt the air rush out of her lungs. Her arms shot out while her legs jerked out from the sudden violent punch. The blonde let out a low grunt as her nostrils flared and her body swung back from the us force of Mike's fist.
"That's how the guards treated some of the guys here. Of course, you high-living cunts wouldn't understand somethin' like that. But maybe after we're through with you, you will."
Lila hung helplessly as Mike circled her hanging body. She could understand now the incredible hatred that, pent up for so long, now burst out in an orgy of violence and terror. She and Jodi were just unlucky enough to be caught up in the river of horror.
"UHHHH!" the woman grunted as another hard blow landed against her right side. As Lila felt herself blacking out, she thought she could hear the crunch of several of her ribs cracking.
CHAPTER SEVEN
When Lila awoke she found herself back in the cell. Her arms and sides ached horribly as she tried to rise from the cot she'd been thrown onto. Her mind spun around and around as she tried to remember what had happened. There were all those terrible punches into her belly and sides, then blessed unconsciousness.
Pushing herself off the dirty, smelly mattress, the woman realized she wasn't alone in the cell. There was Jodi sitting on the other cot, staring blankly at her mother. "Honey, are you all right?" Lila said, stifling her groans of pain as she reached over and stroked the young girl's face with her hand. A shock of horror ran through Lila when she realized the girl didn't see her at all. Jodi was in some kind of mental shock, completely withdrawn inside herself. That double fucking had probably done this to her.
At first Lila felt wild, uncontrollable rage grip her mind. Those animals had done this to a young girl who meant them no harm. Then she started thinking of what might happen in the next few minutes. More torture? More perverted fucking? Death? At least in this state, Jodi wouldn't realize what was going on.
Mike stepped into the cell suddenly. He was beginning to be about as familiar as her own reflection in the mirror.
"To bad about her," Mike said, nodding toward the near-paralyzed Jodi.
"You did that to her," Lila said grimly, refusing to look up at the big convict.
"Yeah, too bad. But you're still kickin'," he said, jerking his hand upward as a signal for Lila to stand up.
"God. What is it now?" the woman asked wearily.
"Come out and meet your new friends," Mike said.
The blonde looked sadly at Jodi, then sighed as she walked away from her daughter and out onto the all-too familiar catwalk. The sounds of low animal growls made her stop short.
"What...?" she started to ask, staring down at two German Shepherds being held by the fat Don. They were the guard dogs Lila had seen so often patrolling the exercise yard. The chubby inmate now held them firmly by the thick leather leashes and smiled greasily at her.
"Remember I told you about the dogs?" Mike said, bending down and running his thick fingers through their short gray and white hairs.
Lila covered her bare titties protectively. They'd violated her and her daughter in every possible way. Or at least, so she thought. But this-THIS-it was unimaginable that they'd make her and Jodi do anything sexually with these growling animals.
"I told you we were gonna send you out a little damaged," Mike said, standing back up slowly and sticking his tongue into his cheek. He stared silently at her for a few seconds, then broke out into a loud chuckle as he watched the horror growing on her face.
"No, no," she said, shaking her head slowly back and forth as she stepped back from the growling dogs. The big animals watched her movements closely with their sparkling dark-brown eyes. Their ears pricked up and their jaws dropped open as foamy spittle flecked out around their black lips and wet down their fur.
"Please don't. No, it's crazy. You wouldn't with those... NOOOOO!" Lila cried as she turned and started to bolt away from Mike.
But of course it was hopeless. The big muscular black inmate was behind her'. She crashed into his massive chest, screaming and beating at him while he wrapped his arms around her waist and dragged her backward toward the laughing Mike.
"Come on, baby. You ain't lived 'til you got one of them doggie cocks up your snatch. Maybe your daughter'd like to watch," Mike sneered, turning around and disappearing into the cell.
"You leave her alone!" Lila cried desperately as the black inmate holding her flexed his muscles and pushed her down to her knees. Lila held her hands in front of her protectively as she sank to the catwalk, staring ahead at the snarling dogs. She felt her cuntwalls contract with terror as she watched the shepherds' sides quiver with excitement. Don giggled nervously as he tugged at their leashes periodically, making the animals angrier with every sharp tug.
"Shuttlecocks!" Jodi cried in a sharp, high-pitched voice as Mike dragged her out of the cell and spun her against the wall. The girl clawed at the cold cement for several seconds, then turned around and stared wide-eyed at the dogs and her mother. At first there was confusion and hysteria on her face. Then the facial muscles relaxed and Jodi broke out into a broad smile. "Shuttlecocks!" she cried again.
"Oh my God," Lila murmured, raising her hands to her lips and stifling a groan of horror. Jodi had gone crazy!
"Too bad she's gonna miss the show," Mike said, tapping the side of his head with his right forefinger and laughing sickeningly.
Lila watched her daughter smiling crazily at her while Mike walked over to the dogs and slipped his right hand over the head of the largest one.
"Hey, boy," he whispered, stroking the animal gently. Lila watched with amazement as the big shepherd licked the convict's hand lovingly. "You, on your knees," Mike called over to Lila.
"Oh don't. Not in front of Jodi," the blonde whimpered pleadingly.
"She can't see anything in the world she's in now," Mike said angrily. "Now get over on your knees."
Lila let out a soft whimper, then turned around and crouched down, her ass pointing in the direction of the two dogs. She looked ahead of her and saw the convicts peering at her. Some of them were standing on the catwalk of the second and third tiers, leaning against the guard railings and laughing. Others looked briefly away from the windows and doors they were guarding and smirked at the crouching blonde. Lila closed her eyes and turned her head toward the wall in shame. She could feel the cold, iron catwalk brushing against her nipples as her thunderous titties hung down from her chest.
"OHHHH!" Lila cried again as she hung her head down and rolled it from side to side. She felt shame rise up from deep in her belly and color her face a deep red as the sounds of the growling dogs rang in her ears. Her cheeks burned with humiliation while her chest still ached from the savage beating Mike had given her only hours before.
Why me, God? Why? she kept thinking to herself as drafts in the big building chilled her naked body. Looking up through her hanging blonde hair, Lila could see the inmates really watching her closely now, down on her hands and knees like that, stark naked, her ass and cunt pointed at two drooling German shepherds. Lila shuddered both from the cold and from the sense of degradation, feeling like some cheap slut.
There was no warning. Lila had no time to prepare herself. Suddenly she could hear the rapid pattering of paws over the cold iron catwalk. She felt the muscles in her arms and thighs tightening protectively as the sounds grew closer and closer.
"UHHHHHH... " the blonde moaned between her tightly clenched teeth as she closed her eyes and waited for the first sign of the animal on her.
But there was nothing. The pattering sounds stopped. Even the mocking shouts of the prisoners stopped. What was wrong? Lila opened her eyes and turned her head around until she was looking over her left shoulder. She found herself looking into the big dark-brown eyes of the first German shepherd Mike kept calling Bo. He was inches behind her ass, trembling with excitement. He hadn't touched her yet simply because he was sniffing the air around her pussy first.
Lila jerked her head around and stared blankly down the catwalk. The skin across her face pulled tight with horror as her lower jaw slackened and her eyeballs bulged out of their sockets. Her fingers clawed at the cold iron floor under her knees as she felt the hot, wet breath of the shepherd blowing through her pussy hairs.
As the laughing and cat-calling increased around her, Lila felt the big dog's breath blow stronger and stronger through her frazzled cuntal forest. Then there was that cold wet contact of his nose against the bottom juncture of her twatlips. The blonde shuddered, closing her eyes and biting her lower lip until she could taste something warm and salty flowing down her throat. Bo was sliding the tip of his pointed nose up from her lower pussy up the right outer labe, still sniffing and blowing his breath into the tight slit running between Lila's snatchlips.
"Oh God, stop him," the woman shuddered, unable to keep quiet any longer. Her belly was churning with revulsion as she thought of what she must look like right now. That huge German shepherd behind her, quivering with lust and anger as he kept poking his snout against her upturned pussy.
Lila turned her head around again and saw the dog's ears prick up in excitement. His big, bushy tail swung lazily from left to right in a big arc while his haunches trembled with sexual anticipation. Lila wasn't sure-the lighting in the cell block wasn't the best-but she thought she could see something skinny and pointed growing longer and longer between his powerful hindquarters. The blonde wrinkled her forehead in horror as she thought of what was to come.
"You like him, baby?" Mike sneered, squatting on the catwalk floor and running his fingers through the fur of the other German shepherd. "Old Bo there's been trained to hunt down scum like me," the big convict said, his lips twisting up into a leering smile. "He ain't too sure about class like you. But don't worry. The dog's hot-you can smell it. A couple of good whiffs of your snatch and he'll be on you in no time."
Lila jerked her head back and stared in front of her. If she was going to be fucked by that animal, she didn't have to listen to Mike's taunts.
"Oh God!" the woman cried involuntarily as she felt that nose working between her trembling cuntlips. She couldn't believe this was happening to her. Her body tensed up as if concrete had been poured into her veins. Lila sucked in a deep breath and held it as she felt the sphincter muscles around her pussy and asshole shut tight.
The German shepherd sensed her tightness and growled angrily, opening his powerful jaws and snapping at her cuntlips.
Lila felt those teeth slice into her tender membranes. Her eyelids flickered open and her lower jaw slackened as a high shriek flew out her mouth.
The dog backed away, startled at first by the woman's cries. He turned around, then saw Mike shoo him forward again. Lila was still moaning, hot tears welling up in her eyes and flowing down her flushed cheeks when the dog went back to her bleeding cunt. He shoved his nose in between her pussylips again, this time receiving no groans or muscle contractions from Lila. The animal's teeth had only barely scratched the surface of her outer labes. But the resulting cuts were still painful. Lila didn't want to take any chances of Bo actually ripping her pussy apart with his powerful jaws.
"AHHHHHH!" she cried as she felt him nosing her pussy in earnest. His tail began to wag faster as he opened his mouth and directed his long, pink tongue into Lila's pussy.
The blonde whimpered and sobbed deep in her throat, closing her eyes and fighting back the desire to shriek the roof down as she felt his hot, wet tongue moving back and forth on her cuntlips. He was slathering down her box, licking upward until her blonde pussyhairs were matted down like wet grass.
Lila shuddered again with revulsion as she felt some of the dog's hot spittle leak into her fuck funnel and drip down the throat of her vagina. His tongue concentrated on the jagged slit between her snatchlips, occasionally slipping and lathering down her rounded, gleaming asscheeks with saliva. Soon the woman's firm buttocks glistened under the dim overhead lights with the shepherd's spit.
Lila shuddered as she felt the hot saliva cool quickly under the strong drafts in the building. The combination of cooling spit on her ass with the hot wet sensations around her cuntlips was producing a strange tight feeling in her twat. It was that same forbidden yet delicious tingle she'd felt before when Mike and the others were taunting or torturing her. It was a sensation she'd tried to deny even to herself.
But it was something that triggered her cuntal juices to flow and her clit to fill with blood and slide out of its sheath in spite of Lila's horror. She tried to think of how humiliated and shamed she was. She tried to think of her daughter, standing only a few feet away from her and watching this sickening degradation of her mother. But those thoughts actually sparked a stronger sexual reaction in the blonde's cunt.
The big shepherd tasted this sudden flow of warm pussy juice and growled with satisfaction deep in his throat.
"MMMMM," Lila hummed as the muscles around her cunt relaxed. The dog sensed the woman's sudden willingness and pushed his nose in harder. Lila choked on her own spit as her throat tightened in response to this attack.
She felt that snout push past her outer labes, sinking into her warm wet fuck hole. Her body shuddered with unnatural delight as his sharp teeth scraped along the slick walls of her twat, stretching them in a way they'd never been pulled apart before. Bo turned his head to the right and whined deep in his gut as he tried to get more of his pointed snout into her welcoming twat.
Lila found herself actually backing down on the dog, wriggling her firm ass back and forth slightly as she was screwing her drooling pussy into his muzzle. Bo pulled out of her cunt and went back to tonguing her dribbling pussy-slit. Lila shuddered as hot and cold chills rippled across her goosefleshed skin. Bo slathered his spittle up and down her entire slit, indiscriminately licking her stiffening clit, cunt and asshole. At times he tried shoving his tongue into that tight bung, curious about that strange musky taste. But even that was too much for Lila. She cried out, tilting her hips so her shitter was out of the shepherd's reach.
Soon Lila felt that familiar hot-wet feeling soaring into her cunt. She was actually getting ready for orgasm! Her body was tightening up like a huge spring, ready to release the tremendous amount of sexual energy that dog had built up in her trembling body.
"OHHHH," the blonde groaned, closing her eyelids tightly and tensing for the first wave of orgasm that would sweep over her messy box.
Bo seemed to sense this and backed away. Lila felt herself hanging in mid-air, dangling over the valley of climax yet helpless to plunge into it. She whimpered in anguish, but didn't dare cry out as she wanted to. Even in this aroused state, the blonde didn't want to give the shouting prisoners any more satisfaction than she had to.
Gradually the blonde felt herself coming down from the high sexual plane she'd been hanging on. Her body trembled with frustration as she wondered what Mike and the others were planning to do to her-tease her like this for hours with dogs and God-only-knows what else until they had her begging for ANY kind of satisfaction?
Lila's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of rapidly clicking paws. Before she had a chance to realize what was happening, the woman felt a hot, hairy pressure on her ass and back. Bo had taken a few running steps and leaped on her body!
"UHHHH!" Lila cried out, startled by the sudden attack. She felt the big dog's furry forepaws wrap around her belly and scratch her sensitive skin as his hind legs struggled for balance. The blonde could feel something hot and wet dribbling on her back. It was spittle oozing out of his mouth as he jabbed his fully erect knobby cock against her thigh.
"Shuttlecocks!" Jodi screamed out, looking down at her mother and Bo and breaking out into hysterical, high-pitched laughter.
Lila heard her daughter's cries as the dog pressed hit hot, furry body tighter against hers. She thought about the horror she and Jodi had been thrown into and wanted to jump up and push the animal off, taking whatever consequences would follow.
But his cock felt so warm and wet and soothing against her violated rump. It'd been about the best thing that had happened to her since the prison riot. Lila closed her eyes and reluctantly gave in to the dog's steady assault on her upturned, exposed pussy.
"MMMMMMMM," she hummed delightedly again as Bo lunged forward and his narrow cock speared deep into the tender throbbing slit she'd wriggled at him. Lila opened her mouth and gasped out with pleasure as she felt that long spear-like prick part her furry labes and shoot down her juicy, hot fuckhole. The little knobs that protruded around the slick, smooth sides of Bo's red prick actually stimulated the sensitive nerve endings of Lila's cunt. They tickled her pussy membranes, sending electric messages of delight up to her clit and titties.
The blonde lurched forward every time the powerful animal hunched forward. Her mammoth titties scraped along the rough iron catwalk. The sensation of the cold iron against her full nipples was another added source of pleasure for Lila as Bo reamed her pussy with his trembling cock.
"OHHHHH," she groaned, dropping her head down in a gesture of sexual weariness as she felt her pussy warm up and explode. There was a big lump at the root of the animal's cock. It bumped up against her cuntlips, desperately trying to slip into her tight hole. Lila felt this and spread her knees further apart to let it in. She wanted to feel all the animal inside her. She knew she was acting like a perverted slut. Lila realized her actions could never be explained or forgiven. But right now she didn't care. All she could think about was that powerful animal hunching over her and throwing his doggie cockmeat into her.
"That's it, honey. Swallow that dog's prick with your cunt. MMM, feels good, heh? Really turns you on to feel that dog-cock inside you, huh?" Mike taunted, laughing at the grunting blonde whose body glistened now with sweat.
"MMMMM," Lila hummed in response, tuning out Mike and the others as all her concentration centered on her stuffed pussy. That big juicy knot kept banging against her cuntlips. Bo growled, then twisted his powerful haunches while Lila shook her ass wildly. With a barely audible squishy sound, that big knot finally slipped past her outer labes and slid down her snatch. Lila threw her head back and let out a choked cry of delight as Bo's hairy balls jammed up against the bottom juncture of her cuntlips.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Once the largest part of the animal's dick was lodged in her cunt, Bo started humping Lila with regular, deep-thrusting movements. His furry balls jiggled with every forward hunch, brushing up against her furry box as his paws dug agonizingly into her belly-flesh. The fur covering his strong, warm belly tickled the skin on her back as Bo growled and whined with excitement.
"Ohhh, ohhhhhh-noooo!" Lila cried as she tried to move against him. As the big, swollen knot worked deeper into her cunt, stretching the walls to a degree she would have thought impossible, Lila felt her body growing strained again with sexual tension. There was a strange, tingling sensation in her cunt that spread to her tits, her belly, and even her fingers and toes. Sweat broke out on her forehead, matting down the hairs against her hot, flushed skin as her asshole puckered up with excitement.
Lila felt her forehead contract and her lower jaw tremble as her teeth chattered violently against one another. Her belly sucked in, then relaxed and hung down in a graceful curve only to be sucked in again every time a pre-orgasmic rippling contraction soared through her hot pussy. Her fingernails split and broke as the woman clawed desperately at the iron floor beneath. She rolled her head back and forth, drooling like an idiot as she started to feel herself lifting off the ground and flying through the air. Her ears rang with the sounds of thunder and crashing lightning as Bo growled horribly behind her.
Suddenly the bands of knotted tension split apart inside her. The woman's eyeballs glazed over and rolled up as a red sexual fog engulfed her brain. Lila exhaled loudly in a forced, high grunt, then growled deep in her throat as she felt Bo's cock scrape against her reddened clitshaft. That was all she needed to pop off. Grunting and screaming, she felt her wrists and elbows collapse from sexual weariness as the first orgasm rippled through her violated pussy.
Lila collapsed on the catwalk, her arms laying uselessly next to her face as she sobbed and whined. Rolling her ass from side to side to get the maximum amount of friction from Bo's throbbing prick, Lila pleaded for the big dog to shoot his jizz in her.
"Please, p-please, oh God!" she cried. The pain and tension ripping her pussy apart was too much to bear. She had to have that cum squirting in her to put out the fire that had been started.
Again and again her cunt throbbed powerfully as her climax actually mounted higher and higher. Bo could feel her cuntal walls throbbing against her spearing prick, milking that slick, knobby cock, demanding the cum that was packing down in his jiggling balls.
Lila rolled her ass higher this time, scraping her red, wet cheek across the cold iron catwalk and sobbing uncontrollably. Tears rolled out of her glazed eyes as her mouth twisted into a red rectangle of lust. Her fingers worked in the air as the air was filled with the dog's howls and whimpers. Bo was humping faster than before, working his monstrous, trembling cock back and forth in her cunt. From his high-pitched whines and throaty growls, Lila could tell he was approaching some kind of climax.
Suddenly she felt him stop and his body tremble on top of her. She sucked in a breath and waited for that quick spurt of jizz. Then it came-that blasting rocket of hot cum signaling the peak of his climax. Then another came, just as strong as the first. Lila shuddered as she felt her pussy filling quickly with the German shepherd's jizz. She cried and whimpered, rolling her ass around and around as the big dog finished dumping his load of cum into her twat.
When it was over, Lila heaved a great sigh of relief and felt her knees trembling for relief from the strained position they were in. It was then when the woman fully realized what had happened to her. When Bo backed off and yanked his still-rigid dick out of her pussy, Lila pulled her head and hands up, covering her face in shame as she slowly came down to earth. She could hear the prisoners cat-calling, calling her every filthy name in the book while Mike laughed loudly behind her. She deserved all this humiliation that was being dumped on her. She'd willingly committed a sexual act that society condemned. She'd been forced to do it, but Lila couldn't fool herself. Whatever she might be able to tell others-even her daughter-about this later, she would have to admit to herself that a part of her actually enjoyed this degrading fuck act with the big German shepherd.
"Shuttlecocks!" Jodi said, looking at her mother with insane glee and breaking out into a weird, high-pitched series of hysterical laughs.
"Aw, shut up," Mike said, standing up next to the other dog and raising his right hand.
"Don't hit her!" Lila cried. But Mike brought his fist down across the girl's face, sending her crashing to the floor.
"Oh honey! Oh Jodi!" Lila cried, scooting across the catwalk on her knees and taking her daughter's head in her trembling hands. "What have they done to you?" Lila asked in despair as she reached up and brushed several strands of hair away from the girl's calm face.
Jodi opened her eyes and looked up at her mother. She seemed to have snapped out of her hysteria. Her eyes were clearer and showed some expression.
"Mama, oh God, was that a dream?" the girl asked, raising her hand and touching her mother's chin.
"Just you don't think about that, honey," Lila said, shielding her daughter's face from Mike's hot stare.
"You bet your ass it was real, baby. Your old lady's cunt got fired up by Bo's dick here. Your mother's a real hot pussy, you know that?"
Lila looked down and saw tears well up in Jodi's eyes.
"Get away from me!" she cried, pushing her mother away and trying to roll away from the woman.
"Jodi!" Lila cried, holding tightly onto her daughter as the girl reached down with both hands and tried to pry Lila's hands away from her waist.
"Hey, that's no way for a smart-assed kid to talk to her old lady. Bet she ain't no angel when the chips are down," Mike said, nodding his head toward the two women.
"What are you doing?" Lila asked in a strained voice as Don and the black inmate picked her up off the catwalk and dragged her back toward the cell. Mike ordered them to hold onto her tightly while he got up and walked over to the girl.
Jodi was sitting up now, covering her bare titties with both hands and blushing furiously with shame. Mike walked up to her, then sank down to his knees. Jodi could feel his hot, rancid breath blowing against her cheeks as he reached forward with his right hand and gently but firmly pried her hands away from her hanging boobies.
"Ummmm, young and tender," he said in a soft whisper, trailing the tips of his fingers lightly down the tops of her tits.
Jodi groaned, closing her eyes and tilting her head back as her body trembled with fear and revulsion. Her legs were crossed in front of her, hunched slightly up as a kind of protection to her exposed pussy.
"You know they say the daughter is sometimes hotter than the mother," Mike said, running his fingertips over her nipples, pinching them lightly, then moving down to her chest. When his hands reached her belly, he chuckled as he watched the skin flinch under his touch. "I wonder just how hot she'd be with that other mutt over there?"
Jodi's eyes flew open and glazed over with terror as Mike sneered at her.
"No, you couldn't," Lila said, twisting her shoulders and pulling her arms as she tried to break away from the two convicts holding her. They tightened their grip around her upper arm, bruising her skin as they stared at the cringing young brunette.
"Oh yes I would," Mike said, turning and glancing at the horrified blonde over his shoulder. Mike flashed her a toothy smile, then turned back to Jodi. "It's not nice to sass your old lady. Looks like we're gonna have to teach you a lesson," Mike said, getting back up and walking toward the dog.
Jodi pulled her arms back over her tits as she stared at the big dark-haired convict and the growling German shepherd at his side. Bo had already trotted back behind Mike and curled up into a satisfied and exhausted pile of fur. But this animal strained at the leash Mike held, snapping and snarling, worked up by what he'd seen Bo do to Lila a few minutes ago.
"You gonna cooperate and roil over like your mama?" Mike asked gruffly.
Jodi's eyes widened with horror. She stared at Mike, not believing that he was asking her to do this horrible thing. When she realized he was serious, the girl shook her head violently back and forth.
"Too bad," he said, shaking his head. He shouted out the names of two buddies, Bob and Hank. Two fat, balding middle-aged men who had been watching Lila's dog-fuck ran down the catwalk with a loud clatter and were soon on top of the screaming teenager. The girl flayed out at them, trying to dig her fingernails into their faces as they tried to get hold of her wrists. She kicked her legs up over her head, sending the heel of her right foot crashing into the chin of Hank while Bob finally managed to get a tight hold on her left arm.
"Bitch," Hank said as he gripped her right arm and twisted the wrist around until Jodi shrieked with agony. Her legs fell limply to the floor. The two men quickly flipped the moaning girl over into a pile of shuddering hot flesh. "Come on, crouch!" Hank ordered, reaching down and tucking her knees under her belly. Bob placed his hands on her neck and shoved down until her forehead was pressed tightly against the iron floor. Hank slid his hands between the girl's thighs, spreading them apart while he pushed her ass higher up in the air. Soon the brown patch of pubic hair was exposed to the whimpering dog. "She's ready."
"Don't. Oh God, she's only a little girl. Please, I'll do it again. Just don't hurt my daughter like that!" Lila cried. Tears rolled from her eyes as she tugged and pulled at her captors. Her face was lined with terror and despair as she looked pleadingly at Mike.
"You're old news, baby. The guys wanna see a young cunt like that get fucked by the bowser here," Mike said as he unfastened the leash around the dog's collar and gave him a playful slap on the ass.
The German shepherd jumped up and bounded forward, running quickly up to the moaning Jodi and immediately shoving his cold pointed snout against her warm pussylips.
"AIYEEEEE! OHHHHH! NOOOO! P-P-PLEASE GOD... " the girl shrieked as her muscles tensed up and hardened. Her body lurched forward as her face turned reddish purple from the horror. Her hands pressed hard against Hank's and Bob's legs that trapped her shoulders between them.
"Jodi! Jodi!" Lila screamed, her eyes widening as she watched her daughter getting nosed by the growling animal. Only now did she realize how sick and disgusting something like this was. And to think she'd actually been turned on by that other dog! Lila felt her belly turn over with revulsion. She could taste something bitter rising in her stomach and entering her mouth. The blonde fought down the desire to vomit as she stared helplessly at her shrieking daughter.
The big dog was whining deep in his throat now, pushing his nose into the girl's tightly clenched cunt. Unlike Bo, this animal wasn't put off by the tightness of that pussy slit. He seemed to get more excited when Jodi fought back. He twisted his head first to the right, then to the left, literally screwing his pointed snout into the brunette's narrow twat.
Lila looked down at the dog's haunches and saw his knobby prick dancing between his trembling legs. The slick, pointed, red cock jerked rhythmically, bouncing against the warm underbelly of the shepherd as he shoved his nose further into Jodi's cunt.
"Oh God, God!" Lila cried, turning her head away in disgust and wishing the whole thing would be over. Would the animal want to lick and lick as Bo had done, turning Jodi into a sex machine that actually wanted the animal's cock? Lila prayed not. She hoped the dog would mount the girl and finish fucking her quickly before Jodi had any chance to warm up to the animal. Lila knew she'd regret it when it was all over.
"ARRRGHHHH!" Jodi cried out.
Lila snapped herself out of her daydreaming and focused her eyes on her daughter. The dog had just yanked his muzzle from the girl's cunt. The short fur around his black lips was saturated with his spittle. His long, pink tongue dangled from the side of his mouth as his eyes danced in his head. He closed his mouth briefly, then opened it again. He started lapping the girl's exposed pussy, slipping his broad, glistening tongue into her dry hole. Unlike her mother, Jodi fought him every inch of the way. Her fingers clawed at the men's thighs as she screamed and shrieked. Her ass shook not with lust but with anger, fear and revulsion as the big shepherd lapped at her pussylips, asshole and buttocks. Lila groaned almost in pain as she watched the dog give up his lapping and squat down on his haunches, about to leap up on Jodi's arched back.
CHAPTER NINE
OFF! OFF!" Jodi screamed as the big shepherd jumped on top of her.
But the men held more tightly onto her, joking and laughing as the girl wailed and sobbed helplessly. The animal howled with obscene delight, rubbing his twitching dick against her thigh. Tiny silvery streaks of his cum glistened on her hot flesh as the growling dog jerkily moved his hind feet and tried to ram his prick into her cunt.
"Hold her down! She's tryin' to knock him off!" Mike shouted.
Lila felt her knees buckling under her as she watched the sickening scene. Leaning against the cold concrete wall behind her, the blonde closed her eyes and refused to watch the remainder of what was about to happen.
"AHHHHHHHH!" Jodi moaned in horror as she felt the prick trailing across her ass, sliding closer and closer toward her exposed twat. Her face was pinched with terror and revulsion as the pointed, drooling end of the dog's cock trailed through the frazzled jungle of pussy hairs and finally slid against the crack between her trembling cuntlips. Jodi's eyes closed tightly as she felt the animal's dong trying to slice into her pussyhole.
Then it was in! The girl choked and sobbed, banging her head in despair against the iron catwalk as the dog whined loudly. The hot spike stabbed in and out, faster and faster as Jodi grunted with each forward hunch. Her short, rasping breathing mixed with the shepherd's growls and whimpers as the men around her leered and shouted obscenities. His forepaws scratched her young titties as his hindquarters trembled mightily.
"He's gonna shoot!" Mike cried out in triumph.
Lila opened her eyes and watched in horror as the dog's ass hunched down and in, trembling with lust as the first stream of hot doggie jizz fired into her daughter's cunt.
"NOOOOOOOO!" Jodi cried in horror as she felt that hot jet of jizz splatter into her pussy.
Lila groaned, seeing the foamy cum oozing out from between her daughter's violated twatlips and trickling down her bouncing asscheeks. The cumming seemed to last for hours as the dog's whines echoed off the walls of the cell block.
Finally it was over. The big dog jumped off Jodi's back and trotted over to his companion, where it curled up and licked its softening prick. The two convicts who had held Jodi during the rape stood up, laughing and kicking the girl lightly against the sides with the toes of their boots before walking back down the catwalk.
"Okay, honey. You're gonna go outside and be ambassador again," Mike said, turning and looking at Lila.
"What if I refuse? What else can you do to us?" Lila asked defiantly as Jodi swayed from side to side, still-kneeling on the catwalk and moaning softly to herself. Streams of doggie jizz still leaked out of her sore pussy.
"You're still alive, baby. Don't push it," Mike said evenly.
Lila ran the palms of her hands up and down her forearms to get rid of the bumps on her flesh. Was he going to make her go out in the nude? Probably. It would emphasize what had been going on in the block. If that didn't work, Lila shuddered at the possibilities of what might follow.
Just then she heard the sound of running feet clattering up the catwalk. Lila looked up and saw Hank stumbling wildly toward Mike. His eyes were wide with horror and he gasped wildly for breath.
"Out there, out there!" he panted, pointing at the large window at the other side of the cell block.
"What?" Mike asked irritatedly.
"Guns, rockets! Shit, Mike! They've got the whole fuckin' National Guard out there!"
While Mike ran off with Hank, Lila ran up to Jodi and pulled her to her feet. "Where...?" the girl asked half in a dream as she staggered after her mother.
"In the cell," Lila whispered, pulling the girl back into the tiny cell after her. No sooner had the two women ducked into the tiny room than the entire building was rocked with explosions. Lila rolled off the cot and under it, pulling Jodi after her.
"Ohhhh... " the girl started to scream.
Lila held her tightly to her chest as more explosions rocked the cell block. The air was filled with the cries and shouts of the prisoners. Then came sounds of rifles firing in the air. More loud explosions followed as plaster fell freely from the ceiling and slammed down on the floor and the cot above. It was like the end of the world.
The air turned thick with the acrid odor of gun powder as Lila pushed her ass harder against the wall behind her. Opening her eyes, the woman peered out from under the cot and saw the overhead catwalk crash down from its support in front of the cell. The space in front of her doorway suddenly lit up in a sharp, reddish light as another explosion rocked the building. They were firing rockets into the building, mowing down the rebelling prisoners with machine guns as the wall crumbled under their constant attack. Lila wondered if she and her daughter would fall victims to this attack.
What seemed like hours of explosions and rifle firing finally ended. Soon, everything was quiet.
"Look around here for survivors!" Lila heard someone shout in a loud voice. Then there were sounds of heels crunching down oh shattered plaster and concrete echoing through the building.
"In here, in here!" Lila shouted, still crouching under the cot. The blonde was terrified that more of the ceiling would crash down.
"Hey, I think the women are over there!" a voice cried.
Lila held her breath as footsteps approached her cell. She looked up and saw two uniformed National Guardsmen looking into the shattered cell. They glanced around, then glanced down and saw the two naked women. Their young faces turned bright red as they stared stupidly at Lila and Jodi.
"In here, Doc!" one of them Finally called over his shoulder.
Lila sighed. The nightmare was finally over for her and her daughter.
* * *
"Are you going to go away for good?" Jack said as he rolled over on his left side and slid the sheet down over his naked thigh. Lila was undressing by the vanity, sliding her panties down over her thighs and stepping out of them quickly.
"I can't stay here, Jack. There's too many memories. Besides, the doctor said there's a good private sanitarium up north in Seattle that would be good for Jodi. She's not making much progress here," Lila sighed, closing her eyes and trying to blot out the memories of what happened in that cell block.
After Jodi and she had been rescued, the girl lapsed back into shock again, this time refusing to snap out of it. Lila had to commit her, fortunately into a private home whose fees were being paid for by the state. Fortunately for both her and her daughter, most of the prisoners had been killed by that massive assault put on by the National Guard. Those who lived were too shattered to tell the authorities about the dog act she and Jodi had put on for the men. Lila told them she and her daughter had been repeatedly beaten and raped. That was the reason for Jodi's catatonic state. That was bad enough, but it was better than what really happened.
"What about us?" Jack asked, pushing the sheet all the way down and revealing his stiff prick. It had been two months since the prison riot-two months since he'd gotten close to Lila. It had taken some doing to get her to his home for dinner. And now the big man was getting ready for dessert.
"I don't know, Jack. Why don't we talk about that later?" Lila said, feeling the rising tide of lust swelling her full titties as she stared at his cock. The blonde had no idea how much she'd missed Jack's big dick. There were all the problems of taking care of Jodi and avoiding the curious press. Now she could relax and take care of a growing twitchy ache that had been getting worse with the passing time. Those hours in the cell block had actually honed her clit into a fine sexual instrument that needed more frequent playing now to stay in tune.
Climbing silently into bed, Lila lay down next to Jack and hunched her cunt against the side of his hairy thigh. Just the touch of his bare, hot skin was enough to make her pussy wink wide, then shut on nothing. Every motion she made coaxed more juice from her snatch.
The big man rolled his hips around, turning over until his prick was pushing against the top of Lila's cuntmound. He pulled his arms up and moved his hands around her shoulders as Lila hunched her hips toward him.
The fat purple knob of his cock pressed over her clit. Lila sighed with delight, feeling the electric charge seeping from the reddened clit tip to the bottom of her wet snatch. Lila rocked her firm asscheeks around, directing the end of his cockhead against one cuntlip, then the other. Her hardened clit rolled under the pressure, sending bolts of electricity to her brain. Lila clutched wildly at Jack's neck, pulling his handsome face against her neck.
She heard a low moan escape from Jack's mouth as his hands slid down her shoulders and started milking her titties. With a forward thrust of her hips, Lila centered her dribbling cunthole over Jack's prickhead. She rubbed her stiff nipples against his hairy chest. With a low guttural moan, Lila felt his cockhead spread her pussylips wide apart and start to slide in.
"OHHHHHH"' the blonde moaned, moving her hips from side to side, making it easier for Jack to slide the head of. his cock past the tense ring of her cuntal mouth.
Lila felt herself melting into a buttery mass. She pulled Jack's head close and welded her mouth to his. Her tongue flicked into his mouth, driving against his teeth as she felt herself lost in the pure, sweaty ecstasy of fucking.
"Baby, baby," Jack groaned as Lila rested on his cock. The meaty knob was just past the most sensitive part of her cunt. Lila contracted her cunt muscles, milking his prick lightly with her slick pussy walls as she gave him a hot, hard spit-slicked kiss.
"MMMMM"' Lila grunted like a bitch in rut as her tongue writhed against his like a snake. She sucked, drawing his thick tongue into her mouth. She felt the inner edges of each of his teeth and speared the tip of her tongue into the soft, slippery tissues under his tongue.
The blonde arched her back while Jack pulled his cock slowly outward until the ridge around the knob tugged at her cuntal mouth. Each time Lila curled her spine and tried to swallow up more cock, Jack thrust his cock forward until their hipbones ground together.
Lila was growing hotter now. Every time she curled forward, sliding down onto his cock, she felt her clit rubbing against the hot, rubbery sides of that prick and sputtering closer toward climax. As she ground harder against the psychiatrist, Lila felt the long bar of stiff cockmeat reaching in deeper and deeper.
Lila moaned loudly. Jack slid his hands down to her firm asscheeks, sliding his fingers into the tight crack and forcing her rolling hips to meet and take the same kind of heavy rhythm as his cock.
Lila heard herself sobbing with delight. She ground her clit against him. She loved the sensation of her pussy walls being stretched wider and wider by Jack's digging prick. She was all the way down on his fat dick now. She moved her ass in tiny circles, feeling his cock stirring her insides like a giant spoon.
The mass of sexual tension swelled inside her belly like a giant balloon. Lila dug her fingernails into Jack's shoulders, dragging her nipples across his chest. She pushed down, her asscheeks flexing.
Jack responded by digging his fingers hard into her bouncing buttocks. Lila suddenly felt her entire body turn into a rubbery mass as the whirling ball of sexual need grew and grew.
Suddenly a deep sobbing breath passed through her parted lips as Jack's pistoning cock rammed in. Her cuntmouth hurt from the friction. Then a wild fire started up at the mouth of her hole. Lila felt as if her entire belly bulged with cock. Then she exploded, her mind blowing apart into millions of pieces as the first heavy jolt of Jack's cum blasted through her snatch. She threw her head back, sobbing and whimpering like a madwoman as her pussy filled up with his hot, heavy load of cum.
The two of them rocked together for several seconds after the final load of jizz was forced out the end of Jack's contracting balls. When Jack finally relaxed and let Lila slowly roll on her back, he lightly blew in her ear and reached up, tracing his fingers across her tits.
"I'll make you forget about all this, honey. I swear I'll try. I'll take care of you and Jodi," Jack said in a soft whisper.
Lila was still floating on a golden cloud of sexual fluff. She heard Jack's words and sighed happily, trying not to be practical right now. There would be days to follow where she'd have to face herself and wonder how she could have so easily succumbed to the prisoners' harsh treatment of her. Thank God no one knew but herself and Jodi. Could she ever forget about what had happened during those horrible two days?
"Okay, babe?"
Lila murmured softly to herself. The shame and humiliation she'd suffered through still burned hotly in her mind. Lila told Jack to go to sleep as she rolled her head away from him. Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried to sleep. The nightmare would never be over for her or for Jodi-not even with a man like Jack to help her forget. The blonde could never forget what had happened to her, and her own response to it.
