From zitterow@pacbell.net Wed Apr 09 21:06:19 1997 Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-dc-26.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!sprint!uunet!in3.uu.net!206.153.200.147!midnight.postino.com!szdc!news From: zitterow@pacbell.net Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: NEW "Uganda Prison Captive" p2 (M+/F,nc,bdsm,tort) www.nastystories.com Date: Thu, 10 Apr 1997 01:06:19 GMT Organization: None Lines: 1328 Message-ID: <338f3cff.25120814@snews.zippo.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Newsreader: Forte Agent 1.0/32.390 CHAPTER FOUR The guard got out a chain and placed it on the wall. Then he tied Susan to this chain. "You can stand here for a while," he told her, - "and maybe something will come to your mind about the heroin connection. It's amazing how this torture helps people to remember." He got dressed and left her alone. Susan had plenty of time to think. How she wished she had done the right thing. Time and again she recalled when she took the wrong path. It always seemed easier. But now it was sheer torture for her. For she was learning, much to her sadness, that all of the things her parents had told her were true. She'd carried on with a crowd that liked pot. But she'd graduated from pot to heroin. And she had never imagined that she would get involved in the business. Yet here she was, smuggling it. And prison was the answer. Her mind went blank. It seemed as if she couldn't remember anything. When she came to, after she'd passed out, she noticed Diane was sitting there with her. "Oh, Diane," Susan trembled, - "I'm so glad to see you." Diane gave her a nervous look. She went over to her and whispered, "They are listening to everything we say. This place is bugged. You passed out when they had you chained to the wall. They brought you here and they thought maybe I could convince you to talk. I don't know anyfhing about the man who gave us the heroin and the money. He simply told us to deliver it to the address where they picked us up. I wish I did know something." Susan looked at Diane. "Oh, Diane, what are you going to do?" The girls hadn't been talking but a few moments when another guard they had never seen before entered the cell. "Because the other men have failed," the angry young guard began, - "they've assigned both you girls to me. Perhaps I can help you talk. I have a special torture room that helps people talk. I'm sure that you will enjoy it as much as I do." At that point Diane and Susan were ushered by the guard down to the torture room. It was an ugly, evil-looking place. "The first thing that.I want to have you do is strip," the guard told them both. Once they had stripped he had another idea in mind. He made them both oil each other down. "I want you two girls to fight each other," he told them. - "I think a wrestling match is beautiful between a couple of women." A mat was placed on the floor and Diane was forced to start struggling with Susan. Susan knew nothing about wrestling. Her slippery body moved against the other girl's. The guard really enjoyed this. Now he stripped, too. Just like the other guards he only wore a holster and a gun around his waist. He watched the two naked women struggling. It pleased him enormously to have them pushing and struggling against each other. This was the kind of arousal that he enjoyed witnessing. Both women were stimulated. "Ohhhh," he groaned, - "now really start fighting. Tear each other's hair." Diane didn't want to do this nor did Susan. But when the guard brought a whip down over them both, they understood what they were forced to do. The guard laughed. Also he became hard. Susan observed out of the corner of her eye his big, thick prick stiffening and lengthening. Apparently this really got him stimulated. The guard was jacking off while the girls were wrestling. Before long he wanted them to have sex together. "Strap this dildo on, Susan, and fuck Diane's asshole." he told her. Diane wanted to say something. But she didn't. She got on all fours and waited for Susan to perform the terrible act. Susan used some of the oil that they'd been forced to apply liberally on their bodies and rubbed it on the plastic penis. Then she gently parted Diane's ass cheeks. That wasn't enough for the guard. "Ram it up her asshole," he demanded. Seeing no options she suddenly shoved. "That's how," the guard grunted. - "Fuck her ass real good." She shoved it into her. This had her totally turned on. "Keep it up," he told her. - "Shove it in and out. That's how. In and out." She was doing it at a good tempo. This pleased him. "Keep fucking her ass," he told her. After Susan had done it awhile he got down on the floor. "Pull out of her ass and I will fuck her." he suggested. He plunged his rigid, black male member between Diane's creamy ass cheeks. He rammed it into her with ever-hardening thrusts. "Fuck it," he grunted as he rutted up her asshole. Deeper, ever deeper his slick, black penis plunged into Diane's rectum. "Get underneath her, and suck her snatch." the guard suggested to Susan. Susan got underneath. She let her tongue slide along Diane's slit. Diane suddenly found herself ignited. It was disgusting, humiliating and shameful. But it was also erotically arousing. Diane responded by twisting her hips. At the first indication the girl was enjoying his ramming up her asshole the guard grunted and fucked ever more furiously. "Fuck it," he gasped as he rutted into her deeper, - "fuck it." He was giving it to her now right on target. And she was enjoying it enormously. "Yes, yes," he grunted, - "fuck it.' She was yielding to him as she had never done. The guard reached forward to squeeze her breasts. He kept on plunging into her asshole, enjoying it. All sorts of strange thoughts flashed through Diane's mind. The sexual fantasies that she had dreamed about were becoming a reality. Her hips jerked from side to side as the guard's cock almost tore her apart. He was driving in now as far as he could. He enjoyed the feeling of her smooth ass cheeks when he would pump it back. His hands clawed at her buttocks as he rammed it forward. At the same instant Susan was sucking her pussy. Susan had been eaten many times. But she had never sucked on another girl's snatch. Now she was going her best to arouse, stimulate and thrill the other girl. When Diane got so excited she was juicing, Susan didn't pull her mouth away. Instead she continued sucking. The guard finished shooting his load at this point. For he had become so excited plunging his penis up her asshole, he got his rocks off. However, she wasn't through. For the guard decided to bring in a dog. Susan and Diane both looked at each other. The guard smiled. "Who wants to be first?" he grinned. The dog bounded toward them. The dog sniffed at their crotches. He was sniffing at Susan especially. "He seems to like your pussy," the guard grinned. Susan was forced to lie down on the floor and spread her legs. The big dog got on top of her. His tail was wagging and his cock was lengthening. "Why don't you suck his prick first?" the guard demanded. Susan objected. "Never," she snapped. - "I'll never do it!" "Oh, yes, you will," the guard assured her. Menacingly he walked toward her holding the whip in his hand. Susan recognized that she had to do it. Going down on the dog was the most horrendous torture she had ever experienced. Closing her eyes she moved forward. The dog plunged his cock in her mouth. She sucked on it a couple of times. "Now let him fuck your pussy," the guard laughed. Susan recognized it was better to obey than fight. The dog slammed his cock into her. "Fuck," the guard told her. The erotic thrills that they experienced now kept them stimulated and aroused. "Fuck," he told her, - "fuck it." The dog wagged his tail as he let his thick, meaty cock slip into her mound. Susan found that she could probably get the dog to go off quicker if she cooperated. Her pussy muscles clasped the long, shiny shaft. "Now you're doing it," the guard told her. - "Fuck the dog. Do it good." She did her best to please the animal. When the dog finally did juice she was excited and stimulated. "Ohhh," he gasped, - "that's how. Fuck it off." The dog's sperm splashed into her. When the dog pulled away, Diane, who thought she was going to get out of the action, got a big surprise. The Ugandan guard looked at her. "Now you go over there and eat her pussy," he commanded. Diane nearly threw up thinking of it. But once more when the menacing guard stepped near her she realized that she had to obey. She went down on Susan's vagina. Letting her tongue slip inside she licked quickly. It was an awful thing to lick a dog's cum from a woman's pussy. Nevertheless, she did it. She felt herself ready to gag, but she kept it up. The guard seemed pleased. However, when she pulled her tongue out of Susan's pussy, he suggested she could eat her ass out, too. "Why do you do this to us?" she demanded. The guard only grinned. "Because," he said as he looked at her, - "you don't talk. So you must do as we tell you to." Holding Susan's ass cheeks up she let her tongue slip along her ass crack. She gasped and groaned as she let her tongue slide slowly in Susan's churning asshole. It was an awful thing that she had to do. Nevertheless, she did it. The terror-stricken girl recognized how demeaning this was. But, nevertheless, without complaining anymore, she sucked on her girlfriend's asshole. Finishing she pulled her tongue out. Looking up at the guard she hoped that it was over. But it wasn't. "Now I want you to lick my ass," he demanded. He lay on the floor and lifted his legs up for her. She clasped his black buttocks and squeezed them as she brought her face between his legs. The aroma of his crotch troubled her. However, she sucked his black ass cheeks. This stimulated and aroused him. Finally she stiffened her tongue and started tongue fucking his rectum. He was more stimulated than ever now. She clasped his round ass cheeks as the love play continued. "Suck my asshole," he begged her. - "suck me." This was the kind of erotic action that he enjoyed. When she had finished licking his asshole he demanded that she suck his balls. She sucked his balls and licked his cock. Then he insisted that Diane slide down the length of his penis. He wanted to screw her pussy. The naked girl straddled the black guard. He pointed his penis for her pussy as she shoved forward. His engorged cock slid smoothly into her willing vagina. "Fuck," he told her as she pumped. Her pussy muscles clasped his sliding shaft. "Keep fucking," be told her. - "Fuck. Fuck it." He jabbed it into her with deep, penetrating stabs. Reaching forward he gripped her breasts. His fingernails bit into her bosoms as his wild cock stabs aroused and stimulated her. "Fuck it," he told her, - "fuck." Her pussy muscles clasped his sliding cock. "Yes, yes," he cried anxiously, - "now you are doing it. Keep it up." Her hips gyrated from side to side. All at once, his cock exploded. "I'm cuming," he grunted. -"Fuck off. Fuck off." His balls tingled as his cock exploded. "Ohhh," he grunted, - "I'm cuming. Fuck me." For a second she thought the guard would give in to her. The obvious sexual ecstasy written on his face as he finished screwing her indicated how much pleasure he was deriving from her pulsating, pussy-grabbing movements. His hands played with her breasts and then he let them go down to her ass cheeks. He squeezed her buttocks one moment and teased and toyed with her breasts the next. "You're beautiful," he grunted. - "Ohhh, baby, I really enjoy fucking you." The erotic excitement that he had now kept them thrilled and excited. "Ohhh, wow!" he gasped as he finished rutting into her. Slowly she eased off him. But he was as mean as ever. To prove how cruel he could be he lit a cigaret for himself and used the match to burn at her breasts. She howled in pain. "That's better than lighting your pussy," he told her. She never said another word as she looked at him. "We have a good country here," he warned her. - "We don't allow drug users to thrive in Uganda. You have come to the wrong place to ply your trade." Both girls looked at each other nervously. "We are sorry," Diane apologized. "That is not enough," the guard said, slapping her crudely. - "Tell who the connection is. "We've told you over and over we don't know," Susan reminded him. - "I'm sorry." "You will be very sorry," he nodded angrily. - "You have not learned. You must talk." For a second Diane almost wished she could make up a story. Anything to stop this torturous performance he was putting them through. "What more can we say?" Diane asked quietly. How she wished that he would let them free. She was fearful of what he might suggest next. Doing it with the dog was awful. Doing it with him was dreadful. What more could they demand of them? Finally he pulled a small pin from his pocket. He went over to Diane and stuck it in her left buttock. "Why are you doing that?" she demanded. "The people who suffer from drugs are in pain. I wanted you to experience pain so you would understand why you must talk." Once more Diane realized he was paying no attention to what she had said. Susan couldn't think of anything more to divert him from the dangerous, sadistic path he was following. "You see, Susan," the guard grinned as he let the pin prick her behind, too, - "pain is not nice. Maybe both of you girls, after you've suffered enough, will feel for your victims." CHAPTER FIVE Susan thought the only sensible thing to do was to write to her mother from her Ugandan prison cell. However, she severely doubted if it would do any good. For as the guards would take her letters, they would smirk at her as if to say the letter would not go very far. She was left alone for two days and then the top guard visited her cell. "I wonder why you aren't willing to talk," he stated abruptly, - "especially since we have been so kind and considerate to you." Susan knew better than to complain about anything. However, remaining silent wasn't going to help her much. For the guard shook his head grimly. "It's disgusting, you Americans," he complained. - "You peddle your drugs everywhere and pollute the earth. Our leader has had a dream. Of another world. A world where there is no dope or prostitution." At that point Susan thought she ought to speak up. "You men have taken sexual liberties with me," she complained. The guard was taken aback by the fact that she had anything to say. But not for long. With an angry glare he lashed back at her, "You ought to be ashamed of yourself for talking about such a thing. You are the lowest scum on the face of the earth. How dare you make a fuss if one of our men has sex with you. You should consider it an honor. For you are human refuse. All drug pushers are human garbage." At that point the top guard introduced himself. "My name is David," he told her, - "and I think you should come into my special cell where you can learn what we do to girls who peddle drugs in Uganda." Susan turned away and shook her head grimly. "No, no, leave me alone," she pleaded, - "please, please, leave me alone!" Her cries brought only sadistic laughter For David, the black-skinned guard, was paying no attention to her. If anything, her pleas for mercy stimulated and aroused his sexual lusts for her. He vowed that he would have her and do anything he cared to. Taking her down to the dingy cell that he enjoyed so much, he laughed raucously. "A girl like you has to learn that it is best to do as we say." Once Susan was ushered into the dark, dank cell, all hope seemed to disappear. She recognized as never before what a terrible trail of torture she had prepared for herself the moment she listened to her girlfriend and joined in the heroin smuggiing operation. "Take off all of your clothes, I want to see your body." he told her. In the darkness of the cell, Susan stripped. When the hot-blooded black Ugandan guard looked at her naked blonde body he felt his balls itching with sexual lust and desire. "You're very beautiful," he smiled appreciatively as he licked his lips in anticipation of all that he would do to her. Susan was fearful now. For she had no idea what he planned to do with the pistol that he was holding against her naked vagina. "I want to see you fuck my pistol butt," he exclaimed. She had a moment's pause, however, as the guard removed all of his clothes. When she saw his gigantic black cock swinging between his legs, she was nervous and fearful. "Reach out and pull on my pecker," he demanded. Susan reached out and gently tugged on his long, thick shaft. "Play with the balls," he insisted. Her fingertips massaged and caressed his balls. This aroused and ignited her animal lusts and desires. "Ohhh," the guard gasped, - "that feels so good. Now it's gonna feel better when I stick my gun in your pussy." Lunging the revolver in her vagina, Susan let out a wail of passionate protest. "Don't fuck me with it," she begged. She could see his trigger finger was about to move. "Don't bug me,' he told her, - "or I'll take care of you. Do you understand?" Susan understood all too well. However she knew that it was better not to make a fuss about anything. "Now, young lady," he smiled, "push your pussy back and forth on the gun butt." The cold metal invading the warmth of her vagina did somehow ignite her. She felt her pussy muscles caressing the tip of the gun butt. "That's the way I like it," the Ugandan guard exclaimed. - "Fuck my gun. Fuck it good." She let her pussy muscles clasp the gun butt effectively. This aroused and ignited the fiery passions of the guard. Reaching for his thick, black penis he pulled on it while he fucked her with his gun. Susan was fearful that at any moment he might let his trigger finger move. If he did, she knew what bloody fate awaited her. She could see her innards splattered across the wall. "Do you enjoy fucking a gun?" the guard grinned. Susan nodded and smiled as best she could. Tears were about ready to roll down her cheeks, but she held back every way she knew how. "You're a very gorgeous girl," he told her, - "and you should be proud and pleased to do this." Susan pushed back and forth. She tried every way she knew how to remain calm. "All right," she whimpered, - "but don't scare me. Please, take it easy, I beg of you." She was fearful now of the consequences of any insurrection on her part. She did her very best to remain calm. "Ohhh," she groaned as he rammed it in deeper. Now she was pushing dramatically on the gun. She had finally found there was some pleasure she could derive from fucking a gun. Once the initial fear had yanished, she did twist her hips around. The guard grinned as he saw how aroused and stimulated she was becoming. "David, please don't hurt me," Susan begged the black guard. David smirked at her as if she were dirt under his feet. "Not unless it would bring me pleasure," he laughed. Susan was certain that he was a demented, twisted, warped and sick man. She had an idea what might bring him pleasure. A man so sick, a man so demented that he could poke a gun in her pussy was capable of anything, she knew. The guard continued ramming the gun roughly in her hot, twisting pussy hole. "You enjoy it?" he asked her curiously. Shaking her head fearfully, she looked at him. "Of course you do," he smiled. - "Of course you enjoy it. You enjoy it a lot." Susan was afraid. She had no idea now of what to do. "Fuck it," the black guard panted as he pumped the pistol in her pussy, - "fuck my pistol butt." He pumped the pistol back and forth while he pulled on his cock. She had heard about many ways of getting a kick out of sex. But this had to be the wildest, the most sick, the most dangerous. All at once she heard a blast. She had become so stunned at the speed with which the guard's hand pulled the pistol from her pussy, that she was momentarily unaware that the gun had gone off but in mid-air. Heaving a grateful sigh, she smiled at David. "Thank you," she exclaimed nervously, - "thank you. I thought you'd killed me." Throwing his head back with bravado, the black guard insisted she get on the floor and lick his feet. At this point Susan was reconciled to doing anything. Yes, she was fearful. Fearful of being killed and not fearful of any act the guard would ask her to do. Even though it might be humiliating, degrading and debasing, she was eager to satisfy the warped, sensual desires of this lusty, tall, black guard. Getting on her hands and knees, she began licking at his toes. He seemed to crave tremendous adulation. It was almost as if he couldn't get enough attention from her. "Lick my feet," he said as he lifted his other foot. Immediately Susan let her tongue lick along the sole of his foot. This pleased and excited him. "Yes," he told her eagerly, - "I like it when you do that. Keep it up." Susan was so stimulated and aroused by what he was doing that she couldn't help notice his thick cock quivering. A strange desire to suck on his penis to please him and thus avert further tragedy seized her. Reaching up she touched the tip of his penis. However, instead of making him happy it got him angry. "You will not touch my penis until I tell you to," he said in a demeaning voice. Susan could easily see that he expected total and complete obedience. "Yes, yes," she gasped. She had never been through anything quite like this. Finally when she had finished licking both his feet he allowed her to lick up to his inner thighs. Then he sat on the floor. He lay back and watched her with an evil smirk playing about his lips. "I want you to lick my ass, honey, and then tongue fuck it, too." he told her. Susan licked all around his curving black ass cheeks. She massaged his balls and caressed them with her tongue. This seemed to ignite and excite him. However, the idea of plunging her tongue right up his rectum was so disgusting that she could hardly bring herself to perform this kind of sex. "Now do as I tell you," he told her. - "Lick my asshole. Right there." He pointed toward the tight anal opening. Nervously Susan's tongue lashed at his ass crack. "Very good," the black guard smiled. Susan held his ass cheeks firmly. Her tongue flipped gingerly back and forth now. Soon her tongue swung into action. She let it slide right up his rectum. He enjoyed it. However, he was disturbed over the fact that she still had not learned how to effectively tongue fuck a man's behind. The black guard didn't hesitate to tell her what he thought of her action in his ass-hole. "You're not doing it right," he complained. - "I want you to stab your tongue right up my asshole. Now get to it." She hated being talked to so abruptly, so rudely. Nevertheless, she recognized the type of cruel, evil man that he was. And understanding this once and for all, she finally began doing as he demanded. Her tongue stiffened. She let it slide right up his asshole. "Yes, yes," he exclaimed, - "now you are really doing it. Just keep your tongue slipping up my ass. Slide it in there. That's the way. Slide it up my asshole." Susan was getting a real lesson in ass licking. She strangely found that she didn't mind it. She was eager to see his balls twitch. For that indicated that he was getting excited. Anything that could keep his passions enflamed and aroused she figured would be good. For her very life depended on satisfying his warped and sick sexual lusts. "Eat my asshole," the black guard smiled as the blonde prisoner licked fervently at his butt. He reached for his penis at the same time. He gently stroked it. "Fuck it," he gasped as she went on plunging her tongue in his rectum. At a certain point of sexual exaltation he told her she could swing her tongue from his behind and start licking and sucking on his hairy, swelling black balls. Susan withdrew from his rectum, swung her tongue around his balls and licked the length of his shaft. "Lick it like a lollipop," he begged her. - "That's how I want you to do it. Up and down. Swing your tongue. Finger fuck my asshole while you lick my pecker. Susan gently eased her index finger up the black guard's tight anal channel. She knew all about massaging the prostate gland. She knew this could please any man when he was getting his cock licked and sucked. Finally she managed to let her finger slide in his tight anal channel. It was a tight fit. Nevertheless, she was doing her best to keep him totally turned on. "Yes, yes," he exclaimed passionately, - "I love it like this. Now you're doing it." Susan was eager to please. And the fact that she would suck his ass, lick his balls and now blow him pleased the guard. He hoped that she would remain a prisoner for some time. For this was proving to be a very fine and exquisite sexual outlet. Susan had developed a desire for cum. She recognized that every man had a different taste. Developing a hangup for sperm was part of her sexual orientation. Having been forced to blow so many men she soon could detect the difference in their sperm load. Some men had sweet, delicious cum. Other men seemed to have sticky, salty cum. Whether the cum was sweet or whether it was sour, made no difference. For Susan enjoyed it enormously in either event. "Suck me," he told her, - "suck my big pecker." Gripping his thick, black penis, she held it firmly as she let her mouth slip over the tip. Her tongue slowly grazed the head of it. The tip of her tongue slid in the small slit at the crown of his black manhood. Susan could taste him. His cum load was sticky and sweet. She loved the delicious taste of him and determined she would give him a super suck. "Suck it," he panted as he jabbed it forward. - "Suck my cock. Suck it good." Susan's mouth travelled from the base of his cock to the tip. She was creating loud suck sounds now. Reaching out, the guard gripped her head and forced her firmly over his prick. "Eat my cock," he exclaimed passionately. - "Suck my juicy, thick load. Suck. Suck my cock off." Ever so swiftly she sucked on his penis. It thrilled and excited him to have a woman pay him such attention. "Gobble my cock," he told her. - "Suck it off. Suck it. Suck it!" Passionately Susan worked her mouth over his rigid manhood. She wanted every sweet drop of his creamy cum load. Closing his eyes the guard held her. He thought he would add some fervor to her cock sucking if he finally planted the tip of his gun at her temple. Reaching for his gun he held it next to her head. "You'd better suck it good, because if you don't, I'm gonna blow your brains out." he told her. Startled that he would go to such lengths to get his cock sucked, Susan was determined that she would satisfy his strange and offbeat lusts. Reaching out the guard gripped her and guided her. Planting his hands on her head, he rammed forward. "Eat it," he exclaimed. - "Suck off. Now you're doing it. Suck it off. Suck my cock. Suck it off." The delicious creamy excitement had Susan entranced. If there was one thing she wanted now it was to please David. Even though he had done some despicable things such as plunging the pistol butt in her pussy and now holding the gun tip at her temple, she liked him. This bothered her. For she was certain that she was going crazy. Otherwise, how could she like him at all? Her hands clutched his round, black ass cheeks. Her mouth moved sensually, making erotic suck sounds as she went up and down, up and down on his penis. All at once his cock exploded. As his balls unloaded she sucked fervently. "Eat me," he urged her. - "Suck my cock off. Suck me. Suck my sweet juice. Suck me." With passionate feeling she sucked. This was the way that she liked to get sex. It was hot and sticky and sweet. The aroma of his steamed-up crotch got to her. It didn't turn her off, it turned her on. She must be sick. His sweaty balls appealed to her as her nose came close to them when she swung from the base of his cock to the top. Always, ever, she was eager to have that sweet juice explode in her mouth. The fact David kept the gun tip near her temple didn't make her fearful. It only made her more fervent, more earnest in her desire to suck him off. "You'd better do it good," the black guard told her. Suddenly he exploded. The blast of his hot, white sperm juice tasted wonderful to her. She gobbled it hungrily. "Eat it," the guard gasped. - "Suck my cock off. Suck my sweet juice. Suck my cock. Suck it." His loud, demanding way didn't annoy her or trouble her. Instead she managed to suck the sweet cream from his cock. She loved the delicious, erotic taste of it. "Yes, yes," he cried ecstatically, - "suck my cock off. Suck it. Suck it off." The exalting lust that she felt now had her nervous and trembling. "Ohhh," the guard groaned, - "I love it. Just like that. Suck it off. Suck off." Susan's hot mouth finished him off. Her finger as it went on slipping up his hot, tight rectum, massaging his prostate magnificently, stimulated him completely. He had never shot such a big load of juice. She swallowed his cum load. She hadn't eaten for some time and the taste of David's sperm was energy for her body. When she finally did slip her mouth off his penis, he pulled the gun away from her temple. "Thank you, David," she whispered. "Don't thank me yet," David warned her. - "I have a few more surprises for you." CHAPTER SIX A couple days later David revealed what his first surprise was. Susan was taken from her cell to a strange room full on contraptions and sexual devices. "What's that?" she asked curiously. There it was. A huge cock which was attached to an iron handle. It was adjustable. "Take off your clothes, you're gonna get fucked by that machine," David warned her. She looked at the black guard nervously. "Why don't you screw me?" "We have machines that can do it, too," he explained, - "and while that machine stabs your pussy, I will stick it up your ass-hole." David was undressing now, too. But once more, before he forced her to engage in a wanton act of sexual intercourse with a machine, he spoke to her. "If you talk, and tell us your heroin connection, you won thave to suffer. Or maybe you enjoy pain so, much you like it better this way, Susan." Tears of anguish rolled down Susan's cheeks. It was humiliating and disgusting to be spoken to like this. How could he go on torturing her in this manner she would never know. "Are you listening to me?" the black guard demanded angrily. Susan whimpered. "I don't know anymore than I've already told you. I could make up a lot of lies. When you discovered they were lies you'd torture me more." The black guard who was naked now except for his holster and his gun, nodded seriously. ''Of course you would suffer more if you told lies. Naturally, we punish all liars." Susan wanted to get it across to him that she wanted to tell but she didn't know anything that they would want her to reveal. Now that she was totally nude he looked at her hungrily. He began oiling his long, black penis. Then handing her the container of oil, he told her to do it for him. Susan applied the slick substance to his rigid, long, black penis. It was like a black snake hanging between his legs. As she touched it and let the oil slide onto it she noticed how hard and long he was getting. "I can't take all that up my asshole," she told him nervously. "You'd be surprised what you can do when you have to," the black guard smirked. He was going to make her pay the price. And he was determined there was nothing that she could do or say to dissuade him. "Please, please, have mercy on me," the girl begged as she looked at the menacing plastic cock standing in front of her, supported by the long metal arm. She glanced around and noticed that it was connected to electricity. She began getting some idea of what would happen when the guard told her to step forward. "Fit your pussy on that pecker," he demanded. Even though she was nervous and fearful, she did as instructed. Suddenly the plastic cock began a regular rhythm, plunging back and forth. Apparently this was what he wanted to see. He switched a dial and she felt sharp jolts of pain as it burrowed deep into her mound. "Please, David," Susan begged, "don't, don't do this to me. Please, don't." The black guard paid no attention. It seemed as if the more it pained her the more pleasure he obtained. He switched the automatic fucking machine on to the fast speed. Now it plunged deeply into her tight vagina. She didn't know how much she could take of this without passing out. As the machine began plunging the plastic penis farther into her womanhood, she was amazed. At first she had hated it. Now she was discovering some pleasure. "You see," he smiled ,a,t her, 'you can enjoy this. Sure you can. To her amazement and dismay she actually did enjoy it. The machine went on stabbing vigorously. "Ask it to fuck you," David smiled grimly. It was demeaning enough to have to be doing it with a machine. But what was even worse was having to beg for it. In a quiet, soft voice, Susan asked the machine to fuck her. "Fuck me," she whimpered to the machine. "You don't sound like you mean it," David grinned. Getting a belt he slapped her ass."Now say it like you mean it," he told her, "or I'll lash your butt until it's red." Susan spoke louder. "Fuck me, fuck me," she begged the machine. Apparently it still wasn't loud enough to soothe David's desire. For instantly he demanded, "Louder. Let me hear. I want to hear you ask for it." The machine was ramming into her lewdly as he crudely called out for her to beg some more. "Yes, yes," Susan urged the machine. All of a sudden she got something that she had never asked for. She felt an electrical shock in the plastic cock. "What are you trying to do?" she demanded. "Electrocute me with this damn fucking machine?" The guard only chuckled. Reaching for his cock he began pulling on his swollen male member. Obviously this kind of erotic excitement got to him. His balls itched. "Fuck," he told her, "fuck the machine." Susan continued pushing her pusy against the machine. It was demeaning, disgusting, degrading and horrifying. Nevertheless, she realized she was trapped in this lustful den of iniquity. She didn't care about anything now except getting it over with. Maybe something would satisfy him. "It hurts, damn it," she told him. "Stop it. I hate that shock." It was precisely this that pleased the guard. He enjoyed turning the machine on in such a way that it could send a jolt through her body. The electrifying force of the stabbing machine really had her going. "Fuck," he told her, "fuck it." The lusty desires that she felt now had her trembling. She wondered whether or not he would ever let her be. "I won't stop the electrical shocks until you juice," he said. "I want to see it trickling down your inner leg, honey. Then I will know you gotsome pleasure out of it. I'll know it made your twat tingle. Closing her eyes Susan rammed forward. Her pelvis swung and her hips ground around as she made every effort she knew how to gef the machine to bring her to a sticky climax. Apparently this was the only thing that would satisfy the lusty, demented prison guard. She hated every second of it. But she was determined that she would not give up. She couldn't cop out now. She had to go through with it. "Fuck me," she begged the machine, "fuck me." The machine was doing a superb job. Even though it was almost more than she could bear, she tried her best to accept it. Now she did juice. She imagined she was getting fucked by her high school lover. She remembered him so well. With her eyes closed she could feel her boy friend plunging his rigid dick into her that first time. The time he broke her cherry. That was the best time of all. The time she had discovered the pleasures of being a woman. She shrieked out to simulate the thrills that she supposed the guard wanted her to be obtaining from this crazy set get-up that he had going. "Ohhh," she groaned, "fuck me. Fuck me. The machine was doing its best to please and tease and ignite her "Yes, yes," Susan grunted passionately as she felt the plastic penis jabbing deep in her womanhood. Sure enough, the pussy juices trickled down her inner thigh and the guard was satisfied. He quit applying the electrical shock to the plastic penis. "You have done very well," he grinned. "Now it's my turn to stick it up your ass." Susan was fearful of this. She knew how demented and sick this would be. Nevertheless, she tried her best to keep her composed and remain calm. It was going to be hard to stand such torture. But she vowed she would accept it. With a deep jabbing force the guard let his slippery, well-oiled penis slide between Susan's blonde buttocks. She twisted and turned. This only spurred the guard on. He could hardly wait to let his slippery dick slide between her ass cheeks and stab her rectum. She quivered and shivered in fear as she felt his slippery black cock sliding rhythmically up her ass. Fuck it," he told her excitedly. "Fuck, baby, fuck." Driving his cock into her with wanton abandon pleased and excited his passions. "Now you're doing it," he gasped. "Come on, baby, fuck. Fuck it." She tried her best to turn away. She was fearful and nervous. "That's how," he told her, "just like that. Come on, love, fuck it." Delirious with his passionate frenzy now he continued sliding in. Susan didn't know how much of this wild, wanton fucking she could take. But she tried her best to remain calm, to remain composed. "I want to give you a good time," he told her. "That's how, honey, just keep fucking." She was determined that he would get his rocks off. She knew the best way to do it was to twist her behind. She remembered the time her boyfriend in high school introduced his cock to her asshole. She remembered how much it hurt at first. Yet she recalled very vividly that once the initial shock had passed, she actually could enjoy it. But his cock was nowhere near the size of the black guard's manhood. This penis shouldn't be allowed to fuck any woman. It would be terrible enough to accept his cock in her pussy, but it was sheer murder and hell to accept it in her ass. But this didn't turn off the guard's desire. If anything, he liked the snug fit even better. For he recognized that it was causing Susan frustration and pain. "Come on," he grunted, "now you're doing it. That's how, lover. Fuck it, baby, fuck." She swung her ass from side to side. He was really ramming it into her. "Fuck it," he told her, "fuck. Ohhh, baby, that's what I want you to do. Come on, fuck. Fuck it." The delicious excitement that he experienced now was bringing him around. He wanted to do his damndest. "Ohhh, baby," he told her, "that's how I like it. Now you're fucking. Fuck it. Fuck." His penis penetrated deeper into her ass-hole. He reached for her generous-sized breasts. He pinched the nipples as he fucked her ass furiously. How much of this savage ass attack she could take she didn't know. But one thing she did know, she could pass out if he didn't stop. "Get it off," she grunted, "please, David. Don't hurt me. Stop it. You're tearing my ass apart." Sure enough, the black guard's slippery penis was starting to tear her ass. But a little blood never hurt anybody he figured. If anything, it ignited his passion ever more. For he was determined to enjoy climaxing in her asshole. "Fuck," he grunted as he rutted up her asshole, "fuck it. Fuck, baby, fuck." Driving deeper into her as he penetrated where no one had ever been before. And strangely the more it hurt, the more she liked it. Yes, she reasoned, she must be going crazy as she was thrilling to pain. This was impossible but it was hap- pening. How could anyone actually enjoy pain? This she could not understand. But she did know she liked it. "Fuck it," he grunted as he rutted up her asshole, "fuck. baby, fuck. That's how. Fuck. Fuck it." The delicious excitement that she experienced now was reflected when he felt in her pussy. For he could feel her mound moistening. He pinched her clit and she gushed. At that very instant the black guard's cock exploded high in her asshole. "Milk my slick prick," he panted as he pumped it up her ass still farther. "Milk it." She kept her ass moving a mile a minute. She didn't stop or slow down for anything. She alternated pulling on his penis with swinging her butt. His cock rocked back and forth as he socked it to her. "I'll get some more juice out of it if you keep twisting your tail," he promised her. She was eager to see how much excitement she could generate in his loins. She didn't have long to wait to discover this. For soon he was cuming again. This was the kind of erotic stimulation that he enjoyed. A woman who could participate. Pulling his fingers from scalding flesh, he made way for her explosion. CHAPTER SEVEN When the black stud pulled his rigid, sticky cock from her rectum, she figured she was through. She didn't see how much more of this she could take. Pulling off the plastic penis she slumped to the floor. "Get to your feet," he said angrily, "it's a disgrace the way you're acting. Now let's hear you talking. Tell me what you know, honey. Tell me all about that heroin ring. I could make it nice for you'. Ma,,ybe I could even take you to the top man. That made her fearful. She had heard about a general who could become very dangerous and difficult. The last thing she wanted to have happen to her was to become the girl of his dreams. She was silent now as he used his whip to lash her bare breasts. "Can't you ever leave me alone?" she asked him nervously. He shook his head and laughed at her. "Why should I?" he spit back. "You're no fucking good. You,, know you aren't. You're no fucking good! This ignited her rage. How dare he speak to her like this? She couldn't understand how he could be so evil. However, she knew better than to talk back. For that only could be worse. She had heard about girls being carved up in Uganda. And she didn't want to meet that fate. All at once he looked at her intently. "You have a nice, pretty body," he smiled, "and you want it in one piece, don't you?" Susan nodded anxiously. "I'm only trying to help you," he told her. "You want to keep it all together, honey." He was still naked now as he walked over toward her. "Lick the underside of my balls," he told her. She was still resting on her haunches. Then he raised one leg over her. She could see his sweaty, black balls dangling before her. "You heard me," he told her, "do as I tell you. In spite of the fact she loathed him with a special hate, she did what he insisted on her doing. Her hot tongue gently licked at his twitching, sweaty balls. "Suck both nuts," he told her. "Do it like I tell you now. Do it!" With her mouth open she let her tongue gently lick at his testicles. This pleased and aroused him. And then he sat on her face. "Clasp my ass while you lick it," he told her. She could barely breathe as his big, sweaty balls hung over her nose. Her hands reached out as she clasped his bare black bottom. "Suck my sweet asshole," he commanded her. Susan's tongue licked along his black ass crack. It was something she never thought she could do. However, she was doing it at this erotic moment. "Tongue fuck it," he exploded. "Tongue fuck my asshole. Lick it good, honey. That's it." Her tongue swung into his rectum. The guard enjoyed itso much that he swung his hips up and down on her tongue. She could see his balls bouncing, and observed his gun in its holster around his waist. The naked, lean guard was a strange sight to behold. There he was, wearing nothing but his holster, his gun, and a wicked, evil smile as he watched the blonde girl eating out his ass. It seemed to give him a special kind of delight to have a beautiful, young, blonde, American girl being forced to perform this anal act for him. "Does my ass taste good, honey?" he grinned. "Well, you just keep licking. That is, unless you want to use your tongue to do some talking about your heroin ring." Susan knew it was futile to talk. For there was no such thing as a heroin ring. This existed only in his imagination. Sure, she'd been the connection. But that was the beginning and the end of it as far as she was concerned. How vainly she regretted the day that she had listened to her girl friend. How she wished that she had used common sense and not become involved with anything as dangerous as drug smuggling. There was nothing she could do now but go on eating out his ass. When she had finished stimulating him and his cock was hard again, he let her know what he expected. "Now that you have given me a good rim job, I want you to give me a blow job." Susan pulled her tongue from his tight, black ass. Grasping his hard, rigid cock she eased it to her mouth. Her tongue lashed gently at the tip of it. She caressed it as she held it in her mouth as if she were nursing his penis. It pleased him to observe the sensitive way that she was entertaining him. She had been with lots of women who were rough and crude when they performed such an oral act of intercourse. However, Susan was doing it in a superb, erotic manner that fired his imagination. The black guard's blazing penis plunged deep down her throat. He held her head tightly as his cock swung into action. "Suck my cock," he gasped as he rutted in her mouth. She had never been face fucked so furiously. Apparently he was horny and hot to get his rocks off and he couldn't seem to get enough of her cock sucking. "Ohhh," he groaned as he alternated b tween sliding his penis down her throat, pulling it out and letting her lick the meaty head of it. "Eat it," he grunted. "Suck it, suck it off." It pleased and stimulated her to have him carry on like this. "Yes, yes," he panted passionately, "suck it off." She would tease and tickle the tip of his cock and drag her lower lip at the underside of his penis. She knew the importance of tantalizing the sensitive glans portion of his penis. At the same time she manipulated and massaged his black balls. This pleased the rough, tough, crude guard. A smile formed on his face as he saw she really did enjoy sucking him. "Feeding time," he smiled as he realized his balls were about to explode and his cock unload in her more than willing mouth. He didn't take long now to ram it to climax. "Suck it off," he panted as he pumped it forcefully, "suck, baby, suck. How you love it. Eat it." His rigid cock exploded. "Yes, yes," he ,,grunted, "suck it, every drop, suck it off. The erotic moment that had fired him into action terminated when his penis did shoot its wad in her mouth. She sucked it greedily. Sperm spurted from the corners of her lips as the well-hung, virile, black, Ugandan prison guard got his rocks off in the blonde girl's mouth. Noisily licking up his cum she finished him. When he pulled off he did feel a wave of sympathy for her. "Look," he shook his head, "I do care about you. You are a good, hot fuck. But you'd better talk. I can't help you,, unless you tell 'em everything you know. Looking into his eyes earnestly Susan shrugged. "If I did know I could tell," she said simp ly. The guard didn't understand. He thought that she had ignored the fact that he was expressing sincere feeling for her. In his rage and disgust he strode naked over to the corner where his whip was. Susan saw his bulging biceps and his well-formed shoulders and his trim waist as he turned away. Then he whirled around with the whip in his hand and brought it down over her naked bosoms. Susan shrieked in pain. "Please, please," she pleaded, "don't do that to me! Please!" He paid no attention. He was enjoying himself completely. "Now you can talk," he told her. "Tell the truth." As if that wasn't enough, he lit a match and alternated between burning her bosoms and using the whip across her sensitive breast flesh. "Damn you," she exclaimed with what little breath she had, "stop it. If I ever get free," she told him, "you'll regret what you've done to me." He paid no attention. His savage instincts were taking hold now. "I should let some prisoners have a gang bang up your asshole," he told her. "You no-good slut." She'd never been spoken to like this. Susan couldn't understand why all of a sudden her world had collapsed. Now she was being treated with hate and spite and vengeance. Grabbing her roughly and shoving her down on the floor he called out in the hallway. "Get some horny prisoners in here to fuck her ass," he suggested. Another guard lined up three prisoners. They were horny, naked, young, American men. Even though they recognized she was also a victim, it didn't seem to bother them that they were going to take advantage of her. The young American hippies looked terrible. They were bearded and dirty. The guard cracked his whip and told them to strip. Wasting no time each young boy stripped. "Where's the piece of ass?" the first boy grinned hungrily. "Let me at it." The black guard laughed. "You'll get your chance," he chuckled. No amount of talk made any difference to this young, American boy. It had been so long since he'd seen a pussy to say nothing of getting a chance to lick one, he was eager to do anything to pay it his reverent appreciation. Crawling underneath the young American girl, he let his tongue swing to her pussy. He tongue fucked her vigorously. She thrilled to the sensation of his tongue flipping in her mound. Susan found new pleasure as he grasped her ass cheeks roughly. Even though he was crude and rude and rough, she found her body trembling to his tongue-stabbing action. It was amazing even to her how much of this she could take. She tried her best not to get upset. She didn't want to act delirious. "Hey, that's pretty good stuff," another naked, young, American boy chuckled as he watched his buddy eating her pussy. With loud suck sounds he went on eating her mound. It was strnge how much pleasure he could derive in this erotic manner. He immediately pushed his nose in her muff. He wanted to sniff it. "Hey, that smells good," a buddy chuckled. "He's sniffing it while he eats it." The other American boy laughed. "Don't you know it's always good policy to sniff what you eat. You won't get spoiled food that way." They had a good laugh at Susan's expense. It was all she could do to keep the tears from falling. Instead of finding her fellow American prisoner victims helpful, they were eager to demonstrate how little they cared about her situation. Now she was cuming. In spite of the fact she hated it, she couldn't stop her pussy from juicing. For expertly the young man had eaten her box. He even licked down her inner thigh. The black guard was getting so hard he was pumping on his penis wit one hand and playing with his balls with the other. But at the same time he was keeping a careful wateh of them both. He wasn't going to let them try anything funny. He knew that he could reach for his pistol any moment. Now he was more determined than ever to see to it that they did his bidding. Pointing his finger at the young American hippie he demanded, "Lick her asshole. why not?" The American boy objected. It was one thing to lick pussy. It was quite another thing to suck ass. Nevertheless, he was not left with many options. For his captor let it be known that he wouldn't care if he put the gun next to his head and blasted his brains out if he failed to heed any command. Looking up at the prison guard angrily, the young, blonde, American man looked at the black guard. The black guard glared at him. "You do as I tell you,' he said, snapping the whip across his balls. For a second it appeared that the American boy was going to come after the guard. But not for long. For standing by watching at the bars to the cell were other Ugandan guards, awaiting the order of their commander to strike. Dropping on his knees behind the girl, he started giving her the erotic excitement that he was expected to. Even though it was dirty, disgusting and degrading, he realized he had to stick his tongue in Susan's ass crack. Clasping her round buttocks he buried his head between her behind. The guard wanted to make sure that he was sucking out her ass just as he instructed. Getting on his haunches he watched. His big, black penis swung be- tween his legs as he looked. His pendulous balls swung from side to side. "Get right in there and eat her ass," he smiled. "It tastes good. Lick her asshole. Then your buddy over here can fuck it." The other boys looked on in anticipation. It was obviously going to be more fun for them to fuck ass than to suck ass. However, at this point no one was complaining about anything that was ordered of them. It was either that or a bloody death. They had heard stories about guards savagely plunging daggers clear through the bodies of helpless victims. They didn't want to meet with this unpleasant fate. The young American boy tongue fucked her asshole smoothly and rhythmically The guard still wanted more. "You're no good at it," he complained. "You ought to be fingering her pussy while you're doing ,t,hat. Now listen to me and do as I tell you. Immediately he slipped a finger in her mound. He found that she did enjoy this. "That's how," he told him, "just like that. Now you're doing it. Fuck it." He was pleased at how much pleasure he could derive from this perverse act. For even though sticking his tongue up her ass-hole wasn't exactly the kind of erotic action he would have preferred, it wasn't bad. His balls tingled, his cock got excited and he went on fingering her pussy vigorously. And he continued his tongue fuck up her rectum. Gently she swung her hips from side to side. This pleased the guard who observed the cooperation. "You're doing it just right," he said. "I don't have any complaints. Just keep it up. That's what I want. Just keep it up. Keep licking. That's it." She continued swinging her butt and then the guard became eager for the other boys to demonstrate what they could do with their cocks sliding up her ass. He didn't want to give them any lubrication. He thought it would be better if they did it roughly and crudely, in such a manner as to hurt her and cause her pain and possibly injury. "You," the guard exclaimed as he pointed to one of the boys, "get down there and fuck her ass. You'd better fuck it good. Listen to me and listen to me good." Immediately the sandy-haired, athletic, young, American boy with the beard got to his feet. He mounted Susan's ass as best he could. When his cock wouldn't slip past her tight anal ring, he spit in his hand. He ap plied his spit to his cock. He hoped that this would get it to shove in smoother. Parting her ass cheeks now he roughly rammed it. "Fuck your ass," he gasped as he lunged forward. Immediately she felt the pain searing through her tight anal channel. She didn't know how much of this she could stand. Nevertheless, she was going to do her best to accommodate him. For she figured the faster he got his gun off the better it would be for her. "Try once more,' the guard demanded, bringing the whip down over his ass roughly. That was a good form of encouragement. Now he would be more eager to demonstrate what he could do. "Swing your hips," the young boy told Susan. "I want to feel it. I want to penetrate your ass all the way. All the way up your asshole." Ramming it roughly now, he decided he was going to get right in there and screw her. He was determined to make her feel it. "Ohhh, wow!" he told her. "Now you're fucking. Fuck, baby, fuck." Rhythmically he was riding her asshole. She got more aroused every moment. "Yes, yes," he gasped as he rutted in her, "that's how you do it. Fuck. Fuck it off. Fuck it." With determination and zest he continued thrusting. She could hardly stand it anymore. "Ohhh, wow!" the sandy-haired boy gasped as he rutted up her asshole vigorously. He didn't care whether anyone was watching. He hadn't had a fuck for so long that he was fearful of what he might do. Now he had a girl who was swinging her tight ass for him. And he made the most of it. His penis plunged in her ass all the way. His balls bounced on her twisting behind as he fucked her furiously. At last he got his gun off. A hot explosion of sperm shot up her rectum. "Ohhh," he grunted as he shoved it in a few more times in her cum- slickened ass-hole. Finishing, he slowly withdrew. At that point he could hardly wait to demonstrate his desires. For he wanted to get his tongue in her twat. But the guard was against it. "I didn't give you permission for that," he told him. "You'll do as I damned fucking tell you to." Letting the whip lash across his bare ass he made his point.